#never been more excited about or terrified of what's to come in my life lmao see y'all on the other side!!

[mobius-m-mobius]

OWEN WILSON and TOM HIDDLESTON in LOKI S2

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #loki spoilers #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #SOBBING #got a nonstop day ahead to hopefully make it back in time for the ep a few hours late tonight #so some quick coloring practice on this scene as the set today because i've hardly been able to think of anything else since the trailer 😅 #god it's gonna devastate us and in no way am i ready but at least when it happens it'll be the most stunning thing in existence 😭💖 #never been more excited about or terrified of what's to come in my life lmao see y'all on the other side!! #loki s2 spoilers #owenwilsonedit #marvel #dianagifs

[withered--s0uls]

OKAY, I think I'm done for now.

@electrozeistyking and I a little while ago talked about how GD!N would react to DAS!Cyn. They went on about in a reblog but basically he would be extremely happy bc DAS!Cyn is a separate entity to the Absolute Solver, therefore meaning she's not the one behind everything.

So at first they probably both would be extremely happy. DAS!Cyn in her own AU upon meeting N first is absolutely terrified that he might hate her after everything the AS made her do. So the fact GD!N would react very positively to her presence would be a huge a relief to her.

Now, the issue is that the "Dormant" in "Dormant" Absolute Solver is in quotations for a reason. It simply lost interest in her as a main host / had no need for her anymore. It still has admin rights over DAS!Cyn and she still has a Solver Form. Though she doesn't use it by choice bc of PTSD triggers (until possibly a specific point in Ep7 but I'm waiting for ep8 to decide).

So yeah I think that would make both GD!N and DAS!Cyn kinda anxious to put it lightly.

(More Art and stuff under cut because this crossover has been living RENT FREE IN MY HEAD)

Also fun fact

@electrozeistyking has mentioned and shown Beanie finding comfort in the sound of her fathers core.

Well funny story.

DAS!Cyn always was comforted by her brothers core back at the manor, when they first reuite at the start of Ep6 and she sees DAS!Uzi summon her Solver wings and tail, her instinct is pressing closer to DAS!Ns chest for comfort. Her memories of the Solver features are very very blurry, but she is triggered by seeing them regardless.

I thought It was cute the girls have that in common, so I decided to draw them and GD!N sleeping with the girls having their heads close to his core :3

OKAY FINALLY WE GET TO THE DOODLE PAGE

I didn't feel like fully making these so they're sketchy doodles :"

The first two are based on Zeisty saying GD!N would probably pick DAS!Cyn up and spin her around. Also you probably noticed between this doodle, the first drawing & the Tiny!N & DAS crossover post, but DAS!Cyn displays flowers on her visor to emote happiness!

The 3rd and 4th are just random interactions between the kiddos lol. I feel like Beanie probably would be happy to have another Auntie, not to mention one closer to her age so they can do silly kid stuff together. DAS!Cyn... oh boy

She would feel a whole range of emotions; grief about missing so much of her brothers life (like he has a kid ffs), guilt and self blame after finding out what happened to Uzi (she blames herself for everything the AS caused, even tho she never agreed to it) which might end up in a "slight" breakdown, anger at the AS for causing GD!N that kind of pain and eventually once she processed all those emotions she probably would be excited to get to know Beanie. Like!! Imagine finding out you have a little Niece!!

She probably would struggle to easily keep up with Beanie bc she still has motor issues like in canonverse so she's a little slower, so it'd be mostly her trying not to fall over her own feet whilst being dragged around by an excited toddler who probably even with child lock is stronger than her lmao.

Also I drew DAS!Cyn in an alternate outfit bc I wanted to actually kinda show the oil reserve canister,,,

Ok wanting to respond to the hashtags specifically bc :)) yay

Also ig this is some DAS lore fact drops lol

Yeah, DAS!Cyn kinda didn't take it well either when she first realized the AS technically can still take over if it really wanted to after she transferred bodies in an attempt to escape. Imagine getting your core nearly crushed in an attempt to flee from robo satan just to find out entity STILL can use you for their bidding. Like!!! Damn that's not fair the kid nearly fucking died trying to break free!!!

DAS!Cyn definitely would want to spare Beanie the horrors too. DAS!Cyn herself is mentally like 7-10/11 at best 6-9 at worst -- despite kids usually just saying whatever comes to mind, she repressed most AS related stuff for a reason, she definitely wouldn't share what she knows with her newfound niece

I feel things would be either super great and happy or super traumatizing depending on when in the timeline we throw DAS!Cyn at them. If she's there during ep 6-7? Oh boy. Oh no. DAS!Cyn & DAS!N have an exchange during Ep7 that would not go over so well if it was GD!N in DAS!Ns place, because it would be awfully similar to GD!Uzis death -- she doesn't die, because DAS!N can't get himself to shoot with her being so close to the AS, despite her literally shouting at him to do it and that she won't be angry, that'll be fine. -- yeah I don't think GD!N would handle that well 😭 Zeisty feel free to get the angst train rolling if you wanna add your two cents on how that'd go over -- any point before that? Probably fine. Post S1? I'd imagine also fine depending on what Ep8 throws at us (except like... look at ideas list for more info*)

I'll assume that'd be Beanie reacting to seeing DAS!Cyn having the Solver tail and possibly the glitching Solver symbol in her visor. Yeah she definitely would try to play it off and go try and hide somewhere until she can get it under control again. High stress or negative emotions causes her Solver to act up (unrelated to the AS, just her own Solver form without the entity controlling anything!!) So what I said above to her reaction to the news of GD!Uzi being dead? And possibly finding out the reason why? Yeah that might trigger her tail and wings to pop out and her to basically be reduced to a hyperventilating ball on the floor because of proceeding to blame herself for all of GD!Ns suffering due to thinking the AS actions & it being a danger are her fault

Other things I kinda wanted to doodle but didn't for now, might do at a later point;

Cyn still has a Solver Core, which is the same as a DD core (except smaller lol). So I was playing with the idea of Beanie noticing that her core sounds different from GD!Ns due to hers being severely damaged and actively leaking after the AS attempted to crush it during the body transfer. DAS!Cyn then trying to play it off

Some kind of acknowledgement of the Oil reserve canister on DAS!Cyns back, it was made by Tessa before the AS did the medurder and stuff. It's supposed to help keep the Solver in check by preventing overheating, hence why its directly connected to her chest where her core is

There was something else but it slipped my mind

Smth I'm not gonna say publicly for now until Zeisty posts something about it and/or eventually posts the chapters bc I don't want to spoil esp not bc it isn't my place to :" (if you're curious, Zeisty, lmk I can tell you in VC or DMs lol) but it partly would possibly be related to the 1st idea listed

* I have an idea for what happens to Cyns original body (the one the AS uses & that wears Tessa) post Ep8 IF Ep8 let's me do it that is. I think it could be fun to crossover that idea bc of GD!Ns ghost sight.... tho it definitely also would be fucking stressful and trauma inducing bc Solver stuff sooo yeah rip (again, if you want I could elaborate in vc or DMs on this bc I want to first wait and see what the season finale brings before I do anything "official" with this)

GD!N reacting to the information that DAS!Cyn canonly shot "Tessas" gun at the AS (well technically at its tentacles. Point being that kid fired a gun/knows how to use one) -- which again could be very interesting if we were to toss them into the same Ep7 bc that's when she does it

Possibly GD!N finding out ab the scars/cracks surrounding DAS!Cyns core bc,,, yeah

Anyways uuuhh heightbsheet bc I'm 99% sure I drew stuff inaccurate

These were actually so fun to draw and think & talk about. I'll post the GD x IC crossover once I'm done with that (yes, yes there is more than what you already saw Zeisty. Not much more but more nonetheless)

#murder drones #serial designation n #md n #md au #ghost drone au #dormant absolute Solver au #dormant absolute Solver #ghost drone #beanie doorman #ghost drone n #gd!n #cyn #md cyn #cyn murder drones #das!cyn #das au #ElectroZeistyKing #yes youre a tag now #GD x DAS #Ghost Drone x “Dormant” Absolute Solver #au crossover #fanart #fanart for mutuals #fanart for others #Solver Cyn #technically #das au lore #its mentioned #my art #Souls Art

[blainesebastian]

new normal (ccg universe)

words: 3,339 ship: austin butler x reader summary: (based on two anon requests) this is basically a 3+1 fic! three times ccg was uncomfortable while pregnant and one time she was perfectly content notes: most of my ccg family series is in 'order' so if you want to read ‘expectant’ before this, you can! this fic also references 'you fit right here' but again, not 100% necessary to read these first :) i just like knowing my universe works well together lmao warnings: none tag list: @killerqueenfan, @austinbutlermischief , @elizabethrosecresswell, @gigisworldsstuff, @stylespresleyhearted

When you first found out you were pregnant you were excited and terrified all at the same time. You weren’t exactly sure how it was all going to work even though you were sure it would, everything had to change in ways you weren’t expecting. Not all at once, of course, a slow trickle…but even then it was noticeable. One day, nine months later, the direction of your lives would change forever.

Something to plan for, of course, but the day to day? You often times had no idea how to begin to approach it.

Here’s the thing that seems completely ironic—you finally felt like you had settled. That’s how it always appears to be, isn’t it? Once you tackle one obstacle, something else pops up like a twisted game of whack-a-mole. Not to…completely describe your relationship with Austin like that, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t feel like working over hurdles. You think it’s healthy to acknowledge that your relationship with Austin isn’t normal, far from something ‘regular’ in so many different ways.  

You tackled what it was like to date him under the very public eye of everything that had to do with Elvis. Then getting married and realizing that no matter what you did, there would always be ‘opinions’ of you and where you’ve come from, your lack of ‘worth’ automatically being connected to you like cinderblocks attached to your ankles. Didn’t matter how you had dreams of being in the industry before Austin, all that some people saw were rungs in the ladder, you somehow ‘using’ your husband to take those steps into film.

Some days bothered you more than others, but you got through it, because at the end of the day—Austin always saw you for who you truly were. And that’s all that mattered.

Becoming pregnant, as suspected, is a completely new set of hurdles.

--  one

There is really no use in keeping it quiet, the fact that you’re expecting, you’re at a party over Jillian’s when you spill the beans to Austin and things only progress from there. Your family and other close friends learn rather quickly but you don’t post anything on social media. There’s this strange sense of wanting to keep this private that envelops you like a tidal wave. For some reason, it’s one thing for people to have opinions about your relationship with Austin, your career, but it’s another for them to say things about your body like this, about the life growing inside of you.

You feel utterly vulnerable and exposed and don’t want to be in front of cameras or talk to anyone that’s not someone you both know (meaning paps or fans). You don’t stop Austin from doing so, would never demand that of him, but he also respects that you’re uncomfortable and has always been protective of you. That doesn’t change.

The first trimester is the easiest because the baby isn’t bigger than a peach, you’re not really showing, but it all spirals from there. Thirteen weeks turns into fifteen, which turns into twenty-five. And there’s really no hiding a head of cauliflower.

You kinda accept that because this isn’t going away any time soon, you’re only going to get bigger. It’s not like you’re really worried about what you look like? Moreso that your hormones are raging in a bunch of various ways and you don’t like the feeling of being looked at. Like you’re under some sort of microscope, a specimen to be studied.

Paps are nothing new, Austin is pretty good at getting them to keep a healthy distance, but no—you’re really talking about fans.

You’re out to dinner at this Italian place you love with Austin’s sister and Jillian, tucked into a booth towards the back that’s supposed to promote privacy but…throughout eating you’ve noticed that a small table of girls have spotted Austin from their seats. Again, this isn’t new and usually wouldn’t bother you.

But instead of coming over? They’re taking pictures from their seats and because the booth is close enough, you can hear them chattering on about you. It’s not a full conversation but the tailends of sentences and—since you’re on the end of the booth seat they can see the swell of your belly and they’re wondering if that’s a food baby or a pregnancy. You can’t help but bristle, the words feel louder than they actually are, you know this because your table continues on with discussions that are light and funny and easy.

Your fingers dig into the napkin on your lap, trying to lean back into the seat and just enjoy catching up, especially with Austin’s sister. But you feel like your world keeps tilting off its axis, ruining your equilibrium.

It’s really bothering you that they’re taking all these pictures, trying to be nonchalant but coming across like Gossip Girl instead.

You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel Austin’s palm rest on your knee and you blink, turning your head to look at him. His eyebrows draw together a little, “You alright?”

You nod softly, giving him a small smile but your husband doesn’t look overly convinced. You shouldn’t be surprised, you suppose, he knows you.

He’s patient, squeezing your knee as he takes a sip of his water. Jillian and Ashley are knee-deep in a conversation about an actor the make-up artist is kind-of-sort-of seeing. You’re grateful that the attention isn’t on you, which is probably one of the only reasons you turn to Austin and say,

“That table of girls over there keeps taking pictures. I think they’re trying to be subtle about it but…” You trail off, shaking your head, words getting stuck in your throat. Your hand settles on your belly and Austin glances down before looking over at the table.

You don’t have to explain, “Want me to say somethin’ to them?”

“No,” You reply quickly, not wanting to cause a scene or upset anyone. You…you get it, you were and are a fan. There are boundaries, of course? But you’ve seen and experienced way worse. This probably wouldn’t even bother you if you weren’t feeling extra sensitive and vulnerable right now.

Austin hums lightly from the spot next to you, putting his napkin on the table and motions for you to get up. You hesitate for a moment but…he’s not going to go over there when you’ve told him not to. You shimmy out of the booth and let out a soft sigh, waiting for him to stand—and then he motions you to slide into his spot.

A soft smile tugs the corners of your mouth as he runs a hand down your back. You eagerly get into the booth, Austin following, his body shielding yours from any onlookers. If Jillian or Ashley realize the switch for a reason, neither of them saying anything, instead Austin’s sister asks you about your upcoming writing project.

Austin slips an arm around your shoulders and you lean into his chest, already feeling a lot better as you begin talking. At some point during the conversation, you kiss his cheek just because and Austin smiles as his other hand gently brushes over your stomach.

--  two

The end of your second trimester somehow feels the slowest and busiest time all happening at once. You suppose it’s because you really feel yourself become the most introspective about the upcoming weeks and everything else after that, and yet, Austin’s life speeds up because he takes on another project. One of your favorite versions of your husband is when he’s working, that brightness in his eyes as he studies to become another character and figuring out what he needs to do to best bring those words on a page to life.

Sitting on a park bench near your apartment, you run your hand over your stomach and take a deep breath. The weather is just starting to turn a little chilly but it’s your favorite season—you’ve just never been a spring or summer girl. You settle back against the bench and check the time; Austin should be along any minute now. He had a lunch with his agent, and of course invited you, but you wanted a lazy day at home in bed. And that’s where you were as of an hour ago.

Stretching your legs out, you open up a small container of fruit from your purse, popping a bit of strawberry into your mouth.

“What’s the fruit today?”

You smile a little, turning your head to see Austin walking towards you. Kind of unfair how unbearably handsome he looks in his black-on-black look, jeans, leather jacket, boots…and here you are feeling like a swollen beach ball.

“Strawberry,” You tease, eating another one. You know what he’s asking.

He rolls his eyes and leans down to steal a kiss, humming at the taste of your lips.

“You ask like, every day,” Laughing lightly, you put the lid back on your fruit container and slip it into your bag, “It’s a rutabaga—we’ve moved into some vegetables.”

Austin crinkles his nose, “Never had a rutabaga.”

He reaches his hand out to help you off the bench and you hum softly, gaining your footing, “Would it help if I said she’s the size of the hamburger phone from Juno?”

Pursing his lips, he nods, “Slightly.”

Walking back towards your place, Austin wraps a loose arm around your shoulders. “How did lunch go?”

He nods, “Good, mostly just event planning, that sort of thing.” He glances down at you as you both pause to cross the street, the light blinking red, “I got somethin’ next week, lowkey schmooze event. Want to be my date?”

You let out a slow sigh and move forward to walk with him, quiet for a few moments as you contemplate. It’s not that…there’s just so many thoughts buzzing in your head about attending an event with Austin. The first one you went to as a couple you nearly had a panic attack in the car, and now you’re…like this? You hate that you’re feeling so cliché about what you look like when you’re pregnant but—

“Feels like I should be glowing but I actually just feel a hot air balloon.”

Austin smirks lightly, shaking his head, “You’re beautiful.”

You roll your eyes even though your cheeks kiss pink—compliments from him never fail in making you feel good. “You’re bias.”

“Absolutely,” He grins and a small laugh rumbles out of your chest as you get closer to the apartment. “You don’t have to go if you’re not feeling up to it.”

You chew on your lower lip—you know that he wants you to go, otherwise he wouldn’t have mentioned it. There’s no pressure there, obviously, other than a selfish need to want to spend time together. You can relate to that.

“I’ll go,” You give him a small smile, “Hope there’s good snacks.”

Austin smirks, drawing you close to press a kiss to your temple. “We can leave early if there isn’t.”

And that seems like a good enough plan. You’re about to mention maybe grabbing some sort of snack now, you’re craving chicken tenders of all things, but then someone steps right into your path and nearly has you stumbling off balance. You’re about to apologize, but then you see the camera and—seriously? A minute away from walking back into your apartment?

You know you sort of signed up for this by deciding to date Austin, to marry him, to create a family together but sometimes the lack of privacy drives you utterly crazy. Is it really too much to ask for a little peace? Especially when you’re not feeling your best.

“Not today,” Is all you manage to get out before Austin is stepping in, shifting positions so that you’re in front of him. It’s easier to direct you towards the front door and unfortunately if there’s one pap, there’s usually more.

“Got a name for the baby yet?”

Austin puts his arm up, walking a bit quicker as his other hand squeezes your hip, “What have I said about puttin’ the camera in her face guys?” His voice is calm but firm, not willing to entertain any of these questions.

“When’s the due date?”

You bite your tongue on hissing out none of your business and walk up the steps to the front door. The doorman, Mike, quickly opens up to usher you both inside. Shaking your head, you run a hand over your stomach, back and forth as you make your way to the elevator with Austin.

“Sorry,” Austin says after a moment and he always does this, like he has to apologize for the paps and take responsibility for them.

You shake your head, gently waving off his apology as you lean against one of the walls, “I should start whipping cameras down,” And you’re joking…mostly, “That’d be something to write about.”

Austin smiles a little and you can see the firm line along his shoulders begin to relax. He reaches for you, drawing you close to his chest and presses a kiss to your forehead, the bridge of your nose, and finally your lips.

--  three

You only regret telling Austin that you’ll go to this event with him just once and it’s when you’re getting ready and the zipper of your dress won’t work. For starters, it’s on your side and you…while you know that means it should be easier to tug up, it’s not. You try it twice before beginning to feel the creeping in of frustration and annoyance and god, you are not about to cry over a zipper, you’re not.

“I’m not going.” You snap out, because apparently dramatics make more sense.

Austin turns away from the mirror after he does his tie, a small, handsome smile on his face that you nearly want to lose your mind over.

“C’mere.” He holds out his hand and you so want to cross your arms over your chest and pout instead, but you don’t, huffing as you move closer to clasp onto him.

Austin guides you in front of the mirror which is the last place you want to be, your eyes casting down a moment before just focusing on him instead. He presses a kiss to your shoulder and tries the zipper. When it won’t budge, you just about tear the thing off.

“Take a breath,” He says soothingly, reaching in the bedside drawer for something. Pulling out a small container of Vaseline, your eyebrows draw together as he rubs a very small amount on the zipper track. “Somethin’ my mom taught me.” He smiles a little.

He pulls the zipper down to start over and in one smooth motion, he zips the dress shut. Your mouth opens and closes almost like a goldfish. The dress wasn’t too small for you or anything like that…the zipper was just stuck.

You shake your head, tilting it back a little to rest on Austin’s shoulder. “I’m a mess.”

“You’re beautiful.” He whispers, wrapping his arms loosely around your waist. His hand crosses back and forth across your belly, pressing a kiss to your neck. “You tell me you want to go and we’ll go, alright?”

A small smile tugs the corners of your mouth and you nod, allowing yourself to linger in his embrace for as long as you can.

--

Turns out the event is just fine—the photos are painless and quick, Austin is as attentive as he’s always been, you’re able to catch up with people you haven’t seen in the industry in a long time and there’s plenty of good snacks.

Doesn’t stop you and Austin from leaving after two hours to grab burgers and milkshakes on the way home, however.

-- plus one

You weren’t really expecting it but Austin pushes things around in his schedule so that you both can go on a ‘babymoon’. You’re incredibly excited because it’s one of things that you found yourself looking forward to when you became pregnant, and it’s right at the cusp of thirty-five weeks (a honeydew!). After this, it’s advised that you don’t travel, even somewhere within the U.S.

Nothing really beats the feeling of your feet digging into sand, the ocean breeze kissing your face, a private-ish beach where no one is going to bother you. Not to mention—

You smile lightly from inside this beach tent you brought, an open-mouthed structure that has a canopy to keep you shaded and plenty of room for beach chairs or just towels. Austin walks out of the ocean so gracefully—you feel like you were never capable of that, even when you weren’t pregnant, tripping on the ground disappearing underneath you and waves hitting the backs of your thighs. He’s got a slight tan going on, freckles kissing his cheekbones and the skin of his shoulders, both his hands pushing his blonde hair back.

Utterly handsome; your stomach doing the same flip-flop it’s always done since the first day you saw him.

He makes his way into the beach tent, sitting down on the towels. Grabbing one, he runs it through his hair and you can’t help but chuckle at the wet dog look, running your fingers through his strands.

“You don’t want to get in?”

“I’ll probably fall,” You reply, “And then float like a buoy or something.”

Austin huffs out a soft laugh, “I’ll help you; you won’t fall.”

Humming at the idea, though very tempting, you look down at the sand right outside the tent and, “You know what I really want?” He raises his eyebrows, “I want to be able to lie down on my stomach, like, I miss that.”

Austin smiles, running his hand over your belly. Then he pauses, his eyes glancing outside the tent and… “I have an idea.”

“That sounds ominous.”

He chuckles and motions for you to get up, “C’mon,” Austin gets out of the tent and helps you stand and you watch him tug the tent aside for a moment and kneel in the sand. He starts digging with his hands and…you have no idea where this is going.

“Buried treasure?” You tease, crossing your arms along your chest. You opted for this really cute orange two-piece, not even worrying about wearing high-waisted bottoms because nothing feels good on your stomach right now.

“Yeah, X marks the spot.” He throws out, laughing a little.

It takes you a moment but…then you realize what he’s doing. He’s digging a deep hole, roughly the size of your stomach and, “Are you—”

Austin hums, standing. He tugs the tent back over the hole and crawls inside, the bottom of the tent easily giving into the space he’s created. Which…that’s perfect because you don’t have to worry about putting your belly right in the sand.

He reaches a hand out to help you back inside the tent and you kinda laugh as you hold onto his shoulder and inch back down, turning to lie on your stomach for the first time in months. It takes a bit of maneuvering and Austin folding some towels so that you can position your head but…once you finally lay down, comfortably?

“I could kiss you.”

Austin smirks, “Still can.”

You grin, “Come down here then.”

He puts down another towel and does so, running his hand along your back and brushing your hair back over your shoulder. He smiles, his nose bumping into yours as he settles close.

You lean up just slightly and kiss him, your hand cupping his cheek, and maybe it sounds dramatic? But you’ve never been happier.

“I love you.” You whisper against his lips, dragging your thumb against his cheekbone.

Austin says it back against your temple, both of you settling into the sand and allowing your eyes to close as the sounds of the waves crash in.

Despite not knowing what the future will bring? You can’t help but find yourself utterly overjoyed for it.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler fic #austin butler imagine #elvis 2022 #mccall writes things #ccg

[bluebblurry]

More desert duo bits that i want to make into a full story but i’m working on like six other things lmao

“Scar.. c’mere for a second.” Grian said softly. The swiftly setting sun was making him nervous of the phantoms yet to come. Grian sighed; he’d already caused one of Scar’s deaths, he didn’t want to be responsible for more.

He pulled Scar by his sleeve into one of the houses in the village. It was quite rundown, missing bits and windows, but there was a full roof and a door, so that had to count for something.

Scar laughed, just amused and somehow content with being dragged. He hummed and leaned down a little, smirking. “Is there some reason you wanted to get me alone, Gri…?”

Grian blushed, spluttering as he tried to recover. “Wh- no! That’s– that’s not-!”

Scar giggled, “Oh calm down, I’m just teasing.” He bopped Grian on the nose, to which the avain grumbled. “So what’s up?”

Grian sighed, “I wanted to apologize.” He looked up at Scar with a troubled expression. “A-about getting you killed and all..”

Scar tilted his head, still just smiling. He looked calm and happy, silly as always. “G, I told you it was okay.” He laughed. “It’s no big deal, I know you didn’t mean to.”

“Still.” Grian looked exasperated, biting his lip. “I feel like I need to make it up to you. I owe you.” Grian had already made up his mind, but he wasn’t sure how to go about it. A thought crossed his mind, but he pushed it down, but not without considering it. He decided to take half of the idea, however.

So with shaking legs, Grian dropped to his knees in front of Scar.

It was Scar’s turn to blush, confusion crossing his brow. “Woah– Grian, what– whatcha doin’?” He looked slightly panicked, but Grian didn’t miss the spark of another emotion he couldn’t place. Excitement? Embarrassment? Both?

Grian took a breath, looking up at the tall brunet in front of him. It was an angle he’d never seen Scar from before, and he had to be honest, it was an angle he wouldn’t mind seeing all the time under different circumstances.

He cleared his throat. “My life is yours. I will… carry out your orders and do your bidding until I lose my first life. I will protect you, I will steal for you.. I will kill for you, if you want me to.”

“So.. you’ll do anything I want?” Scar was grinning, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

Grian nodded. “Yes.” He felt breathless, bowing his head in submission. “Anything.”

Scar hummed. “Well, that’s good, because I already have some ideas.”

*****

Grian startled awake in bed, scrambling in the empty space around him. He couldn’t breathe, his head was spinning. It felt like his skin was on fire, needles seering through his veins. He wiped at his face, expecting blood, but his hand came away completely clean, save for the sweat.

“Sc- Scar?!” He called out, his voice a broken, tearful expression of fear. He sounded like a little kid, all small and terrified.

Scar poked his upper body around the corner, not looking up from the glass cup he was cleaning. “Yep?” He answered, blissfully unaware of the panic in his companion’s mind. When he was met with no response, he looked up from the glass to see Grian breathing heavily, his wings scrunched up behind him. Scar put the glass in the sink, quickly rushing down the hall. “Hey hey hey, G, it’s okay.” He whispered.

Grian clung tightly to him, gasping for air with his cheek against Scar’s chest. He wasn’t crying now, but he almost wished he was; it would help get rid of some of the tightness in his chest.

“Nightmare..?” Scar asked, his voice soft. Grian just nodded, unable to speak. Scar hummed quietly, playing with the hairs on the nape of Grian’s neck. “Wanna talk about it?”

He wanted to. He did, but he couldn’t. Not only was it difficult to speak, he was rapidly forgetting what had even happened in the dream. There was fire and a ring of cacti, but he couldn't remember what actually happened. He knew he’d been fighting someone, but he didn’t know who or why. So Grian just shook his head, shrinking a little in Scar’s arms.

“Well, I just made some cookies if you want any?” Scar offered, gently lifting Grian’s face. “They might help you feel better.”

Grian finally smiled a little. “Yeah.. th-they would, thank you, Scar.”

And there it was, that patented Scar grin. He simply shrugged. “It’s the least I can do for you after you spent literally five days building this house.” He giggled, leaning down and kissing Grian’s forehead. Grian blinked in surprise, speechless. “Thank you for that, by the way. Monopoly Mountain couldn’t be what it is without you.”

Grian smiled bashfully. “It was no problem. I had a lot of fun building it.”

Scar chuckled. “Yeah, but you’re exhausted, Gri, I can tell.” He released Grian, standing up. The avian almost chased after him, his fingers still curled around a fold in Scar’s sleeve. “I’ll go grab some of the cookies and come back.” He became bashful, his golden-yellow eyes soft. “A-and we could like, cuddle, o-or whatever, when I come back.”

Grian tilted his head, a smile growing across his face when Scar wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I’d love that.” He gave Scar’s arm a little flick with his ear feathers. Scar just blushed in return, scurrying back to the kitchen.

*****

Grian stood at the top of the ravine, still in shock. Scar’s body hadn’t regenerated yet, instead sitting at the bottom in a crumpled heap. Grian had heard his legs break on impact, a sound that kept replaying and replaying in his head. He hoped the injury wouldn’t carry over into Scar’s third life, as injuries like that tend to stick.

He had something much worse to worry about now.. Scar was Red. Would Scar try to kill him now…? He still owed Scar a life, but his companion was Red! All relationships are broken… Maybe he should get out of here while he still can. Maybe it’d be better for both of them if he disappeared.

“Gri..?” He heard behind him. He whirled around to see Scar. His skin was dulled to a pale gray, his eyes now red as blood. His shirt was ripped, practically draped around him like a cape. He took a step, almost falling down.

Grian rushed to his side, helping him stay up. “Woah hey, Scar, I’ve got you, it’s okay, it’s alright.” He whispered. “Here, sit down for a second.” He helped Scar sit down in the sand then started searching around for a solid stick that Scar could use for a cane. When he found one, he brought it over to Scar, no longer afraid. He was just worried now, hating that look on Scar’s face. “Are your legs alright..? Or is it just revival shocks?” He asked, his voice impossibly gentle.

Scar didn’t answer. He was just staring at the ground, fidgeting with his hands in his lap. Grian hated the silence. Scar was never silent, he was always talking and laughing, trying to get everyone else around him to laugh too. But now here he sat, distracted scarlet eyes following a lizard crawling across the sand.

“S-Scar…?” Grian asked, gently cupping Scar’s cheek. “Please, you’re scaring me.”

Scar looked up at him instantly when he said that, fear in his red eyes. “Scared? Of- of me?” He asked, his eyes all big and puppylike. He looked small, almost fragile, like that.

Grian shook his head quickly. “No, of course not, Scar.” He promised, gently stroking the brunet’s cheek with his thumb. Grian’s mind was racing a million miles a minute. He couldn’t bear to see Scar like this. He wanted to make it all okay. To go back in time and stop him from falling. To fix his legs. To at least make him smile. “Just.. are you okay?”

Scar took a breath. “I-I… I think I am. Walking kinda hurts…” his voice was quiet, shaking a little. He was still spooked from death, but Grian knew it would wear off. Come tomorrow, Scar would be himself again, just a lot more.. dangerous. Murderous.

Grian gave Scar the stick he’d found, helping him stand. The brunet was shaking, but he could stand now. Scar looked at him, his eyes soft. “Gods, Grian… you’re so amayzin’.” He said quietly, his eyes starting to shine with tears. “I’m so glad I have you.” He shuddered, breaking down into sobs.

Grian hushed him, hugging him gently as Scar practically collapsed into his arms. “Shh, Scar…” he whispered. “C’mere, let’s get you to bed, yeah?”

His heart ached as he brought Scar up to the house. It killed him to see Scar in pain, and why did he have to say that..? He always said things like that– sweet things, things that Grian didn’t understand how he could see. Scar was so kind to him, so very loving. Grian always found himself relishing in it for a few moments, before asking himself why Scar even cares. He didn’t deserve Scar’s love, so why was Scar so good to him..?

Grian couldn’t love Scar. He couldn’t. He wanted to, gods, he wanted to so badly… But he knew that he could never be a good partner to Scar. Grian was horribly selfish and closed off, how could someone like Scar love him? Scar was so wonderful. He was selfless, kind, caring, sweet…

And he was Red now. He was dangerous. He could turn on Grian at any moment. So Grian shoved his feelings back down.

Scar’s bed was all the way upstairs, so Grian tucked the brunet into his own bed, pulling the red comforter up around Scar’s shoulders. He handed Scar the plush he always loved to steal, a pink rabbit with a black handlebar mustache. It reminded them both of a friend.

Grian started to walk away, but Scar quickly grabbed his hand.

“Wait..” the brunet said softly, “..stay with me?”

Grian hesitated. Of course he wanted to stay, but it’d been because of him that Scar died. He was supposed to protect Scar and watch out for him, but he hadn’t been watching. He hadn’t seen the ravine. It was his fault…

“Pl-please…” Scar begged, his voice breaking. Tears were forming in his eyes again.

Grian nodded quietly, lifting the covers to slip in next to Scar. Grian snaked an arm around his waist, tucking his face between Scar’s shoulder blades.

He knew that Scar liked being the little spoon, but sometimes he wanted to be the little spoon. He physically couldn’t, though, because of his wings, and that made him a little sad, but he didn’t complain. It made Grian happy when he could make Scar happy, so perpetual big spoon he would be.

*****

Grian was backed up against a wall, both physically and psychologically. Scar was in front of him, red eyes seeming to glow in the low light of the candles. Grian didn’t know what to do, his mind getting fuzzy from Scar’s hot breath on his neck.

“Grian…” came Scar’s low growl of a voice. It made Grian shiver. “What happened to our enchanter…?”

Grian swallowed the lump in his throat. “I-I..” he cleared his throat, but it didn’t help. “Cleo came a-and took it,” his voice was a shaking whisper. Was Scar about to kill him? Grian certainly deserved it; he’d gotten the enchanter stolen! “Sh-she dropped it into a lava pool.”

Scar frowned. He didn’t look right with a frown. “Hm..” he looked pensive, glancing away for a moment, “now that just won’t do, will it?” His eyes snapped back to Grian, pinning him in place. Grian felt the heat behind those scarlet eyes, and he wasn’t sure whether to be afraid or utterly aroused, because holy moly, Scar was so close to him right now

“I-I, um, wh-what– h-how can I f-fix it?” Grian offered up, hand shaking as he brought it up to Scar’s chest, placing his palm flat. “D-do you want me t-to steal Ren’s? Be- because I can do that! I-if you want me to! I-I’ll be so good, Scar, they w-won’t even notice I’m–”

He was cut off by Scar’s finger over his lips. The brunet gave a shushing sound, smirking. Grian was already caught off guard, so he was definitely not prepared when Scar slotted his knee between Grian’s thighs, pressing his body flush against the blond’s. Scar hummed softly, his hands traveling down to Grian’s wrists. He lifted them above Grian’s head, holding them there with just one of his much bigger hands. The other came back down to hold Grian’s chin by his thumb and pointer finger. He turned Grian’s head slightly to the side, leaning down to his ear. “You’ll be good, huh..?”

“Y-yes,” Grian breathed, hearing just how whiny his own voice had become. “I-I won’t let anything happen this time, I–!”

“Grian.” Scar smiled. “I don’t want to risk your life, but if you get that enchanter for me, then I’ll give you a reward..” he softly grinded his hips against Grian’s, making the blond gasp. He exhaled shakily, his jaw hanging open slightly.

Gods, those eyes… Grian’s own eyes fluttered closed, his head tipping back against the wall. His face felt as red hot as Scar’s eyes.

Scar grabbed his chin, tugging his attention back. “So.. are you gonna be a good boy, Gri..?”

#scarian #desertduo #grian #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #third life #third life series #hermitshipping #suggestive #tw suggestive

[grasscore]

more bummer ramblings below

literally just sitting here crying my eyes out reading people's posts on the bipolar subreddit and like i dont know what to do with any of that.

i've been really scared that what i've been dealing with is addiction, because it felt like adhd impulsivity + stimulation craving but on steroids, like boosted to 100,000%

but idk the more i think about it all, it might be hypo/mania. like im basically nearing about 3 months of constantly just making connections between things in my head, sleeping for only a few hours a night, literally not doing my job, feeling extremely social but only online and completely neglecting irl relationships and responsibilities, not eating or drinking water, etc..

and some of it has been really good! like i have created some art and actually finished some shit for once whereas i usually just get really hype and start a project but never finish. so im happy about that, and i think its ok that i'm like.. trying to be more 'social' online because i work from home and because of covid don't have a ton of irl options for 'public' life. in ways it feels like an improvement to me where before i felt like absolutely 0 motivation at all, just sitting on tiktok for literally 6-10 hours per day (i basically havent even opened the app in like 2 months which felt like an improvement, but im now working WAY less even than when i was in that phase).. but the fact that this 'creative productivity and sociable/positive mood' is paired with me basically not doing my job AT ALL + not sleeping or eating, etc.. ive been feeling a little better in the past couple weeks because i thought like..maybe i have an 'addiction' or at the very least a destructive pattern so i thought the solution could be.. being mega aware of my actions at all times, meticulously tracking every hour of my day and recording what i do and making plans for every chunk of the day..which hasnt been hurting, it's helped me remember the really basic things, keeping my priorities 'straight' in theory. but every second of the day is this really uncomfortable restlessness and if i dont put my energy into a project or something that i'm excited about i feel like im crawling out of my skin.. ive been smoking like crazy. and now that ive finished my project i feel like im itching inside my skin lmao

idk especially reading people's posts on the reddit about how it's showed up throughout their life.. im just thinking about the year where i was 100% convinced that i was like.. in a simulation / samsara and that a meteor was coming.. and that i was getting visions of future iterations of the simulations thru my dreams. but i never told anyone about it because i was like,.. oh i dont actually believe these things, even though i'm terrified out of my mind thinking about them because they feel so real and if i see anything online that is slightly related to 'the simulation' or a meteor hitting earth i would spiral with paranoia and anxiety.

like i just feel like im screaming into the void in all my relationships trying to explain how out of control and scared i feel.. but everyone has just been like 'hey, it's alright, you seem fine to me, your standards for yourself are too high' and im like ok tell that to the fact i've worked maybe 5 hours a week every week for the last 3 months. like ive spent the last month pretty much terrified that im just going to keep making bad/impulsive decisions until i'm fired and/or dead

#idk #this is kind of long but the tldr of it is i think im coming out of a manic episode #and ive never really considered that i might be bipolar #but im reading some posts and .. wondering about it #because the severity of my situation rn is like...very detrimental to my wellbeing :-)

[thenicestthingiveseen]

20 Questions

thanks for the tag! @displayheartcode

tagging @takearisk-ao3, @corneliaavenue-ao3 + anyone else who'd like to participate :)

How many works do you have on AO3?

40 little bitty bits of my brain

2. What's your total AO3 words count? 73,518

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mainly HP, but I've been dipping my toe into RWRB.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

i think he knows (he doesn't) (shoutout to RWRB popularity)

just the (three) of us (the people love canon and sometimes I oblige)

you are beautiful (sweet bi-racial Hallie learning self love in 90s britain as a witch)

Crazy Little Thing Called Love (a personal favorite) (everyone lives but Hallie's still a hot mess sometimes)

oh, and it kills me (first story for several sunlit daylights!!!!)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try my best to respond to every comment. I love external validation, but also love hearing how people have interpreted what i've written out of the little ideas that come into my head. It's very exciting and I've always been a fan of community so to share that with people in the comments is really special to me. I've admittedly been kind of bad at it because life was really "life-ing" but now that I'm on the other side of my mental breakdown I'm trying to get back into writing and engaging with people :)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh - you mean the story that wasn't supposed to have any follow up?

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uh.....i think all have fairly happy endings idk if I can pick one that's happier than any other? maybe Crazy Little Thing Called Love?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I got a sorta mean comment on FFN so I stopped uploading on there because why you gotta be mean to Hallie? What'd she do to you?

9. Do you write smut. If so what kind?

I've alluded to it. But I'm frankly terrified to write it. Love to read it though lmao

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I do not

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but if anyone feels moved to do so, I'm just a DM/comment away!!!!

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I have not. I'm just a baby (fanfic writer)

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Hinny

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

there are way too many that I may never get to, but never say never I guess. Once I finish 'Chaos' there might be time for a lot of the other Hinny fics I have thoughts about.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I answered 17 first so, in the opposite vein while I want to write more prose I do like my ability to get to the damn point sometimes. Like, in the last line game I just did a lot of people really like "Whoever said falling in love made you feel at peace, lied." and like I think that's really powerful and sets the stage for what I want to convey emotionally for the rest of the fic?? idk. I'm really bad at celebrating me and seeing my strengths.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?'

is it a cop-out to say: "lots of things"? I'm obviously my biggest critic and I am constantly working to get better with things in terms of pacing, story arcs, and description, I love reading prose/flowery writing and I want to be able to sprinkle that into my works but I'm a flowery(?) person by nature (I'm working on my whole mindset on things needing to be productive to be "worth it") so if one day i can spend a paragraph or two just describing a single moment and gut punch someone I'd love to be able to do that.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I tend to not do it just because slang, grammar, dialects are all different and I'd be damned if I mess up and say something totally outta pocket lol

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

the two weddings and an owl funeral universe (RIP Pig)

#writing #20 questions #tagged #displayheartcode

[inflammatoryfandomblog]

aaravos’s “roasts” suck so bad. like telling a child king that he’s way over his head? no shit dude. that required infinite brainpower to figure out. trying to shame rayla because she can’t bring herself to kill?? from her perspective, why would that be a bad thing? didn’t she literally help bring peace because of that? callum... is a mage tainted by darkness? well he did cast dark magic bro.

truly excellent insight that strikes right into the insecurities and fears of the main characters, fears that even they didn’t even know about!... wait no it’s not. all of these are lame and anybody who spends an hour with these people can come to the exact same conclusions. the only one that actually stung was soren’s, and that’s because you get the impression that he doesn’t value his life all that much either in that convo with claudia. the rest of the cast? lmao

okay. so i’ll grant callum’s has the potential to be interesting. he doesn’t consider himself a dark mage and has only ever used dark magic once, but the idea that even “once” is enough should terrify him. like i get this is supposed to be in the show. i get callum is supposed to be slightly spooked by the idea of being corrupted after being posessed and being worried he’s a sleeper agent or something but like. it’s just not explored at all man. it’s just not enough for him to be like ‘kill me rayla’ when there’s 0 further exploration of his feelings about it..

like all he says is “path to darkness” and gets one scene where he fails to drop the aaravos key into the lava, and he decides he needs to do that for some reason. that’s not enough. it’s too vague and neatly separated. that’s not how emotional escalation works. i don’t know how they drop the ball on the main characters so badly. even when soren is a memejoke and misses several critical scenes he still manages to get better moments than any of the 3 mains.

there needs to be more done to establish his fears. it’s what the writers should have been doing instead of populating the plot with worthless travel sidequests.

like you know how in the soren-claudia scene, soren just sort of leaves the question of whether he thinks his life was worth it in the air and everything leads to that point? because it’s a natural conversation between two characters? that scene would have been maybe a bit less effective if instead of that, he turned to corvus in the beginning of the season and was like, “corvus, i suffer from feelings of worthlessness and it’s my fault my father is the way he is, and maybe it would have been better if i had died/i had never been born.” like having the main characters only have negative emotions sequestered away in certain scenes, in such a robotic way, is just not writing that engages the emotions.

instead of something that callum’s actually dealing with in any way, this becomes “oooh set up!!! aren’t you excited?” no i’m not actually. i’m not. stop saving the “”good stuff”” for later and giving me empty calories now. you know how in a mexican restaurant, you gorge on so many free chips that by the time the main food comes, you don’t want to eat it at all? it’s kind of like that.

#tdp #tdp s4 #we finished it #tdp spoilers #me.txt #whoa man... whoa #does not even qualify as a begone thought tbh. #tdp critical #i'm so sick ugggh #so grumpy #they knew how to do this in season 2. callum being conflicted and lying led to real consequencecs.

[dalishthunder]

Happy valentine's! It's me smile anon :]

It's been a really really long while and I planned on replying much sooner but in short: college life and depression. I'm not back to full power yet, but getting there and I absolutely had to leave a message on valentine's day since I missed new years.

I've been around since the GEO days and I've even interacted before, just never left anything that indicated I'm the same person hehe. That fic and universe will always have a special place in my heart. I binged the whole thing in one day when it was one chapter away from being finished and I laughed and I cried and the ending left me warm and satisfied despite not being into cronus at all. I've read that fic entirely for the humor, the emotions, the dynamic between two characters you've beautifully constructed (and made me gain a new appreciation for, cronus-wise. still a goober, but your take really fleshed him out), and for the background characters who got their own depth and interiority that it made the story's universe come alive. It's one fic that really touched me and I think even affected the way I approach my own creative projects. And then I proceeded to scour your blog for every other thing you've written and have been hiding in your (tumblr) backyard, occasionally whispering 'yippie' ever since lol

Anyway back to what we're both here for, GoG:

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READER GOT TO WEAR A CAPE AND A MASK AND BE COOL AND BE TERRIFIED!!!!!! I N E E D TO DRAW THAT AS SOON AS I'M OVER MY ART BLOCK

READER GOT TO (ATTEMPT) KILLING SOMEONE ("INDIRECTLY") :D!!! I was wondering when it will be coming to this and yup. Here it is. With Ramattra basically going "Point and I'll kill them" as a show of trust/respect lmao. I am really excited to see how this plays out, if there will be any casualties on their side. How that would make them feel. If it would be difficult seeing themself the same way again after asking for something like that even knowing the person they ordered killing wouldn't think twice about the suffering they'd inflicted. I'm also worried about what will happen when Talon figures out their real identity...

This project started as a two parter and look where we are now. I'd leave a longer more in depth comment but my brain is pretty fried rn ashsh. Just wanted to let you know I'm still here finding joy and comfort in your writing, and thank you for sharing it this valentine since we're celebrating the love and all that :3 Hope you have a good day today!

SMILE ANON MY BELOVED!!!!

Happy Valentines Day!!! Oh my god thank you for sticking around so long! And I'm so glad you enjoyed GEO enough to stay for the ride ;u;

writing GEO was honestly such a huge emotional experience for me beginning to end. It's... one of those ones that will probably stay with me in my heart forever because it was the first big thing I wrote in... a good 9-10 years, and it was filled with a lot of heart (not that my other stuff isn't, I do pour my heart and soul into my other works, but GEO was special to me yknow?) So I'm really glad that you enjoyed it so much

And that's so touching to hear that it's kind of changed the way you view your creative endeavors!!!! At least I hope it's in a good way haha ASLDKJFASLKDFASDFSDF

AUUUGHGHGHOOGHGHH IF YOU DRAW THAT I WILL BE FOREVER IN YOUR DEBT OH MY GOD

And yeah baby's first murder... Ramattra is so proud

But in all seriousness there's gonna be a lot of emotions in the next chapter and I'm so fucking pumped for it... (if my hands and brain would cooperate and type)

I hope you also have a wonderful day!

#dalish mail #a game of go #good endings only

[foxtricksterwriting]

Slaughter Squad MC

Author's Note; Yeah yeah I made another one. This one's a little different tho, lolol. @harlequinoccult, here take the bastard /affectionate

Legal Name:█̝̗̩̥̜̘̾̿̎̽̄̓̇ͫͮ̃̽ͯ̄ͫͣ͘͢█̞̖̝̲̞̹̤̲̠̮̟ͫ͗͐̈́̎͘█̡̡͔̤̓ͮͤͥ̒̇̌̐̓█̶̶̧̰̫̣͔̘͓̠͙̐́ͨͩ͋͂̏ͤ̌̒͗̑ͭͤ̈́̓ͦ̚̚█̷̷͚̟̟̳̮̫͈̹̻ͮ̿̀̕ͅ█̸̢̛̗̫̮̻̥͍̺̦̮͈͕̑͐̀ͬͯͧ̋̑̆̽̆̾̅̉͋̂ͫ́̔̂ͬ͜͠ █̰̔̃ͮ█͈̜̤̤͉͋█͓̍ͧ̅͌ͧ͜█̷̶̴̢̨͖̱͎̟̹̪̭̟̹͖͙͇̳͎̟̗̗̜͚̓͐̽́̍͊ͨ̎ͤ̐ͥͦ͐̓͑̓ͭ̄̈͊̑͝͞ (You don't need that, lovey~)

Alias: Apotheosis (Do you know what that word means, lovey? I'll tell you, if you beg~)

Gender + Pronouns: Demiboy + he/they

Age: 23

Occupation: Crime Scene Cleaner (It certainly comes in handy, eheh)

More About Him; So full of themself they should have a fucking medal. He's materialistic and loves having new shit. Said new shit ends up wrecked some odd days later, so you shouldn't buy anything for him. They go the extra mile with everything; he goes all out with his makeup, hair, outfit, and general attitude. He never shuts up about his fucking music, but artfully dodges mentioning anything specific. Their 'personality' is so heavy handed you can't help but think it's forced, not that they'd tell you.

When he's not wearing that damned mask, he's surprisingly calm. He's still excitable and loud, but not nearly as obnoxious. More willing to listen to others and go along with plans that don't align with their own, too. If you pay close enough attention, you can almost see the energy bubbling under the surface. Catch them at a bad time and you'll get some unhinged ramblings about beautiful music and art. They're quick to cover it up, however.

Some characteristics always stick, with or without the mask; they're quick to help and love pink. He'll let someone vent about their problems, and offer advice if prompted. And he's the first to come up with..... creative solutions to problems. They brush their own problems off and move on so quickly you have to wonder if you even brought them up in the first place. And despite the cheerfulness, he always has some sort of plan. Never unprepared. They try to hide this with a veil of impulsivity and reckless abandon, and it seems to work wonders. And, of course, their loner tendencies. He typically doesn't want anything to do with anyone unless they can help him somehow or give him something. He'll be pleasant if someone approaches him first, though. Generally, it's hard to tell if this is how he is naturally or if this is forced behavior. Sometimes, you can catch him staring wistfully to groups of people, suggesting the former.

Not to mention almost everyone that talks to him goes missing, only to end up displayed somewhere after being brutally murdered. People seem to have noticed this little connection, leading to others avoiding him like their life depends on it. How the police haven't been involved is a fucking mystery, honestly.

It's hard to tell what's their true personality and what's a facade. Either way, you'd be better off staying far, far away.

Fun Facts;

This fucker has a pinterest, find it here. Mofo's face claim is there.

He also has a playlist, found on youtube here and spotify there.

Has a dog, named Mace. Not Macey, just Mace. She's a Irish Wolfhound and bigger than him. He'll happily talk about her for hours.

Allergic to wasps and bees, terrified of wasps but not bees.

Desperately wants to murder Carter. Would give his literal heart to kill Carter.

Does actually make music, under his nickname █̩͎͓̙̼͔͆̿ͪͮ̓͘_̷̷̪͉̺͍̥͖̯̭ͦ̒ͣͤ̄̓̅̊͒ͬ́͢͡█ (Nuh-uh-uh! Can't have you giving away my secrets like that~)

Selectively mute, knows sign language but normally will use a text-to-speech app on their phone. Has downloaded a vocaloid-like voice program for this for shits and giggles.

Would probably be best friends with Overdose, I think they're similar enough they'd get along good. Or hate each other lmao

They'd romance Sweetheart or The Host, maybe Overdose but that's undecided.

#MC #MC: Apotheosis #interactive fiction #SLSQ MC

[mochiwrites]

MOCHIIIIIIIII YOUR SHOES ARE NOT SAFE Aka I am So Very Normal about this is chapter

I'll have you know I was mildly terrified of dolls beforehand! Did not help. The eereness was incredible ohmygod ✨ The way you write suspense... And the drama... Oof it gets me

Kinda random but the way you describe what Grian is feeling, like with the tired muscels and everything- it feels really real. 10/10 I felt that 😂

Also the way I could see everything?? You describe stuff in such a way that it just plays out in your head. I have so many art ideas please stop me before I hurt my wrist drawing all of them 👀

Scar gets to be a villian. As a treat. He's very good at it... Creepy vibes are off the charts and we love that for him. He's living his best life, casually murdering humans<3 also on the topic of scar, GRIM REAPER GRIM REAPER GRIM REAPER OHHHHH MOCHI I AM SHAKING YOU THIS IS SO GOODDDDD

Mumbo to the rescue<3 in a rather badass manner might I add... Ohhhhh this conversation is gonna be so good >:]

All in all, beautiful chapter. I am having Thoughts. Loud applause from the doll crowd<3 (not in a creepy way i promise I'm not gonna make you do 3 trials)

-🍂

NOT MY SHOESSSSS, EHEHEHEHE >:3C

so fun fact about the dolls thing !!!! I actually went back and forth for a bit on whether or not I wanted the dolls in the audience to be dressed or plain like the other wooden dolls we encountered both earlier in the chapter and in the first one. as you can see I was really trying to go for the ultimate creep factor with them and I think it landed well >:3

hilariously one of my favorite and simultaneously least favorite things are descriptions LMAO. I have a super difficult time visualizing things, so trying to write descriptions are aaaalways a huge challenge for me. but I've been having an absolute BLAST writing the descriptions for this fic because the imagery in my mind is literally off the CHARTS AUGH

i also blame anime for the way i visualize Everything. it is both a blessing and a curse

I will never stop saying this; I LOVE VILLAIN SCAR SOOOOO MUCH. songbird scar makes his appearance and you just KNOW immediately what kind of threat he is to grian. he has no issue killing someone and UGH I can't wait to write him more !!!!!!! there's some big things coming up in the next chapter >:3c anD GRIM REAPER SCAR IS MY FAVORITE THING E V E R

I've had the image of mumbo showing up and grabbing scar's blade in my head for like. Literal Months. I'm SO happy I finally got to write it AND we're only gonna dive deeper into what's going on from mumbo's side in the next chapter hehehehe. he is ANGY

ty for reading it !!!!! :D I always love getting stuff like this <3 esp on a fic that I'm crazy excited about purely bc I'm getting an opportunity to write everyone in ways I haven't before and MMMMMMMMM. I really love songbird scar and what's in store for him :>

#mochi speaks #songbird’s blood au #🍂 anon

[adrianicsea]

I’m curious, how do you stay motivated with writing? I always want to do more but I get stuck in cycles of thinking it’s not good enough, is there a way to break through that?

hello there!! sorry it took me a bit to get to this, i’ve had a busy few days 😅

as for staying motivated, there’s a lot of things that go into that for me!! some of them are:

personal pride/desire: SWG is the longest and most ambitious thing i’ve written to date, and in many ways i treat it as a “training exercise” to learn how to plan/structure/execute a longform mystery story. i figure, if i can learn the technique that goes into writing a mystery with a premade setting/characters, then it’ll be easier to write a totally original one from scratch the next time (i’ve always wanted to write original stuff!) with all of that said, i feel motivated to keep working on it because well, i’ve made it this far, and i’ve learned a lot along the way!

outlining: i never used to outline anything i wrote for fun, and i think that’s part of the reason i have so many unfinished projects in my wake. i always used to think of these cool MOMENTS i wanted to write, but then i had trouble figuring out how to connect those moments in a way that felt good and made sense. outlining helps with that, and it gives you a “road map!” it’s much easier to follow an outline and flesh out the scenes as you go than it is to pull totally from your head and “make it up along the way,” so to speak.

friends: having people you can talk about and share your writing with is SOOOOO important!!! if they also write, you can hype each other up or offer advice/feedback on each other’s work— and non-writers have JUST as much insight to offer! sometimes even more so, because they’re not necessarily looking at something the same way a writer would. it’s just fun to swap ideas and get each other excited!

engagement/social media interest: i hate to be cynical but i also don’t want to bullshit you; the idea of updating swg regularly to keep it on the first page of the ao3 tags IS something that i think about. love it or hate it, we’re living in The Age Of Social Media, and there IS an adrenaline rush when Numbers Go Up. and this isn’t JUST about numbers— when i think about or discuss the attention SWG has gotten, i don’t really think about the raw numbers, i think about how many wonderful comments i’ve gotten, and how many people i’ve gotten to know because of it, either new friends or starting to talk more with people i’ve known and been mutuals with for ages. that being said, concerning yourself with how many hits or kudos you’re going to get, or stressing about your work falling back to page 2 or 3 on the archive, is uh. NOT a good or healthy motivator at all. ideally, writing is something that we do for fun, and if you’re only writing to meet a deadline or to keep your work relevant, the likelihood of you having fun while doing it NOSEDIVES. swg USED to update weekly, and the reason that it no longer does is because i realized that pace was taking a toll on other aspects of my life, and nothing is worth that, especially not a saw fanfiction that i’m not being paid to work on LMAO.

taking breaks/resting/doing other things: tying into what i just said— breaks are good for you! i am CONSTANTLY terrified of losing interest/momentum in stuff that i’m working on, but after i started outlining, i’ve found it much easier to step away from something when needed and trust that i can come back to it and pick up again later. and you just can’t write all the time! if you like reading, reading is great “productive” downtime— you can read an author or genre that you admire and make note of the techniques and conventions you see there, or you can read something totally out of your wheelhouse just to see what goes on in different genres. of course, you don’t have to be “productive” in your downtime at all! reading for recreation is just as soothing and important, and so are any other hobbies or interests you have. i’ve really enjoyed spending time walking in the park and tending to my garden this summer, for example. i think there’s a cultural tendency to view writing as What We Are; the arts are so mystified and elevated and treated as beyond the regular person, that if you write, you’re treated as A Writer, for better or (more commonly) for worse. it’s done wonders for me to reconsider that idea, and i’ve come to the conclusion that i’m NOT A Writer, but writing is something that i DO. that is, i enjoy it, my life is happier with writing in it, but i will not shrivel up and cease to be if i can’t or don’t want to write for a bit. and i know that that’s nebulous and vague and can be SOOOO much easier said than done but honestly? more than anything else i’ve said here, i think that’s the best motivation there is. because once you demystify writing, once you stop seeing it as a divine arcane gift and start seeing it like an activity or skill the same as cooking or sweeping or watching the sunset, it becomes SO much easier and more fun to write— and to be graceful with yourself when you aren’t writing.

a final point because i’m aware this got wildly out of hand— writing anything is good! because it IS scary! but like, you created something where there was nothing before. that’s worth celebrating! and once the first Something is there on the page, you can always come back to it and polish it up, or ask for a second opinion. but what you CAN’T do is share the perfect version of the story that exists solely in your mind with other people. i just reblogged a writing advice/craft article that really helped me unlearn that fear of being good enough— shitty first drafts, by anne lamont. here’s a permalink to my post of it, as well! i recommend this article to anyone and everyone who’s getting into writing or wants to get more serious about it, because i think it treats the issue with SUCH understanding and accessibility.

OKAY god i’m sorry this got so long but writing is something that i’m SO passionate about and i’m always happy to talk about it with other people. please let me know if you have any other questions or anything, or if you’d like me to elaborate on anything i’ve said here!

#asks #anonymous #writing

[transfemininomenon]

28, 36, 48, 51 for ur dhampir girlie and ur support bard!

BLESS my girlies are my dear dhampir undead warlock Elizabeth & my beloved glamour support bard Primrose

28. Why do they keep secrets?

oh baby

Elizabeth - well she made a pact with a powerful vampire to get warlock powers & become a dhampir to enact bloody revenge on people LMAO so she's got that reason to keep secrets. she also keeps secrets even before that happened because she's really Bad at fully expressing her feelings which has caused her to let more than one thing slip away from her 

Primrose - my god she just does not believe in herself At All (at least she didn't in the beginning she was getting a lot better) and constantly thinks she's A Burden to the people around her, so she keeps things secret for fear of driving people away if they ever learned anything bad. she's also afraid of really Letting People In & ever getting close to someone on account of her whole family getting Murdered and very much links secret sharing with trusting someone

36. What makes them blush?

ehehe

Elizabeth - she's a real classy lady so real stereotypical things GET to her, like flowers? kissing her hand? invitations to dance? love letters?? all get her bad. she also has a quirk of really liking the color of people's eyes and often ends up staring real deeply into anyone she thinks has pretty ones & when she realizes it Immediately blushes

Primrose - apparently, someone being a handsome roguish fellow lmao, she's kinda hard to fluster overall though she's very Confident when it comes to flirting & relationships so not much really gets her to blush but romantic gifts & other affirming actions will get to her, and she also secretly wishes constantly for someone to buy her flowers for once, like as she often says to herself "is it really so hard to guess what kind id like?? 🤨"

48. What do they want to leave behind?

OOF

Elizabeth - honestly, she mostly has the opposite problem of already having had too much stuff left behind & her constantly wishing things would stay. she's lost a couple people real important to her and that perpetually stays with her and she's constantly afraid by the passage of time all around her, which since has only gotten Worse since becoming a dhampir & realizing that the world will age around her and she Won't. for things she Does want to leave behind, i suppose her perceived weakness she feels she once had that left her unable to protect someone

Primrose - kinda the same as Elizabeth, she mostly wants to stop having things left behind, but one thing she definitely wants to leave behind is her old superficial & selfish self. she had an incredibly pampered, easy life and was mostly blind to the hardships of the world around her and was incredibly sheltered, and even if it's also been pretty Terrifying for her experiencing the world, it's also been SO good & exciting for her and she's become a real caring and loving person

51. What makes them a hypocrite?

Elizabeth - she constantly laments the people in her life who have left, but for some of them (particular her ex who she is Definitely Over Don't Worry About It) she never made any effort to ever tell them how she really felt or explain how she would go with them since she's so caught up in her own self pity to realize that they Want to stay in contact with her if she'd only say so. she also set out on a revenge spree to enact some Bloody Retribution against a violent act by....... becoming a dhampir who becomes Incredibly violent & bloodthirsty in combat

Primrose - constantly pushes people away and actively avoids letting people get close while simultaneously bemoaning that she feels like a burden to the people around her and fully convincing herself everyone is going to leave her, and then when push comes to shove SHE is the one more likely to run away

[elganac]

are you really not gonna talk more about handler / hound ( will i ever rmb the actual au name ) aito , leah & alison ?? are you really ???

( lemme ramble about a muse; not accepting! )

           WELL!!! since you insist — yes i will absolutely ramble about aito, leah, and alison in hound/handler verse aka spy verse aka crime verse aka — you know, i’ve never really pinned down a good genre for this verse because there’s just so many layers to it, but we’ll settle with spy verse since everyone im about to talk about are technically considered trained agents and spy verse is a more general term that more people can get behind than handler/hound ( though i think handler/hound sounds pretty badass anYWAY — )

          can i just say i adore alison in this verse just because of how much power she actually has??? like, maybe it’s a little mary sue for me to give her so much power and make her so perfect but i honestly dont give a shit lmAO this is a rare verse in which alison isn’t traumatized by events that happened in canon ( though, i can’t say her mental health is really any better considering all the shit’s she’s seen as an agent and how the agency treats her overall ), so her personality is drastically different, and you bet your ass i’m gonna make my best girl into a badass. like, why would i not??? alison is so put together, elegant, and strong in this verse, and pushing her to her limits in this verse is always exciting to do because it really challenges her. she’s considered a veteran agent due to how long she’s been with the agency, and considering how she’s basically signed her soul away to her work for at least a few more years until she can retire and finally get married, she’s really been worked to the bone and has become so jaded over time. 

          i really love the canon relationship she has with her fiancé, eden, as well. it’s taken so much development to reach the point in which their relationship is at canonically for this verse, so i’d really love for more chances for alison to gush about her hubby to be since really, she’s so ready to fall in love and start a new life with her boo and away from soma. like, her job gives her such a sense of purpose but jfc soma is so corrupt as an agency that there’s only so much more alison can deal with before she burns out. really walking a thin line each and every day she comes into office, and with every mission she gets dispatched out for, there’s always some sort of risk. not to mention all the strings she has to pull to carry out her assignments. it’s tough being a badass bitch!!!

          leah and aito are new additions to this verse in comparison to alison, but i feel like they’ve caught up in terms of development since i’ve been able to flesh out aito and leah’s dynamic through some interactions with mutuals ( mwah <3 ) leah and aito very much have a sibling dynamic, and leah really is ride or die for aito. because of leah’s rough upbringing ( which is classified to most within the agency ), it’s difficult for her to form healthy attachments, but her bond with aito is something really special and it compels her to do her best for him each and every day ( even if she does get herself into some stupid shit sometimes ). leah is also very powerful, but she’s also not exactly human anymore so ,,, a different level of comparison when it comes to alison, who is indeed still human. 

        i think what i love about leah as a hound is the fact that she really will literally do anything to win a fight, which makes her incredibly terrifying since that means she’s willing to destroy herself first before backing down. it’s a big pride thing, but also the fact she’s an experiment makes her feel like she’s invincible, or close to invincible. i really feel like the only reason leah has any ounce of self control is because of aito; if aito was in danger, all bets are off. she’s gonna save him no matter what, because aito was the one who saved leah in the first place. so she already feels like she owes him her life. 

          aito plays a pretty background role in comparison to leah and alison since he doesn’t really get in on any field action by choice, but his connection with leah really does make him a respected figure within soma since aito is probably one of two people ( the other being alison ) who can keep leah on a tight leash and keep her from acting out worse than she normal. of course, leah’s still trying to have fun, so sometimes even aito cant keep her from finding random boyfriends and flirting, but so long as leah’s not getting hurt or about to fight someone else for no reason, there’s no harm, right? 

#i didnt proofread this good luck #( verse ) spy #answered; #renran

[whatididtday]

Sept 16/Saturday

I woke up at 7:30

Had amazing dosas as breakfast and studied

I purchased Scrimba pro subscription so I can study more, I'm giving myself 6 months to get ahead and get a job by the end of six month

Studied for two hours and added it in my calendar

I feel very interested in Front end and I really hope I keep loving it and make a career out of it

Wasn't able to sleep in the afternoon, skin feels itchy - probably because of the swimming and not showering propley after the day before lmao

Didn't feel like going to swimming but cause I pinky promised the kids at the pool I'll go, I went.

I reached the pool at 5:55 ish and got in the pool by 6:00

In fifiten minutes the fourth grader - Di came in the pool and said'' I didn't feel like coming today but as I promised you, I came''.

It was v sweet, she was saying stuff that kids say like counting the laps wrong lmao and clinging on to me. I still tried swimming propley and I did 13 rounds.

Stamina is p low but I swim fast

The second kid, Gi also came soon after and both were pushing me to play with them and not swim

Another kid joined in our smol circle , I didn't get get name propely but I am sure it started with S.

10 mins before 7, three of these kiddos asked me to play with them. Kids really do be playing the weirdest games, they said it's truth and dare but it was not really that xD

The rules were each player will ask five questions, and you'll have to give an answer that's not the truth (?) and do it fast, else you are disqualified.

They asked me the following questions : what's the color of your swimsuit, as it was blue and black, I had to say anything but those colors so I said red.

Then they asked me what's the color of the pool, what's the color of the shirt of the person on the right side out of the pool and when I turned to look they days no no you can't look and tell, you have to guess but if you guess right you are out xD kids be scary

Then they asked me my age xD anf I said 98 and they all gasped and said you are out, you can't tell your age!!! I died laughing, so kids think I'm 98 years old, like oof, I understand they are like 8-10 year old kids but still. Then I started joking that I'm so old like a Granma if I keep playing I might die if exhaustion as I'm 98 years old xD and they were like "no no you are not that old, you are very very young" in an attempt to not hurt my feelings and make me feel included

Kids are sweet, I've been terrified of them cuz they say some nasty stuff and yet are so fragile bit these kids were super sweet and it felt very nice. I never got to play much after I was 8 years old due to my dad getting transferred every three years due to his work, and thus I poured my life into books and school.

Now playing wuth these tiny kids feel like a part of smol me healing as she never got to play like this

I hope it also means that as the days go by I'll keep healing and experience all the happiness and love I've always wanted and needed.

After swimming they waited for me to get changed, I usually do not comb hair after swimming and drying my hair as anyways I'll go home directly and I don't care tbh, but cuz yday the tiny one was like Owo why you no comb hair, I got it and I combed and the tiny one was like wow sis you look very pretty after combing your hair, and looked at me with her wide eyes with so much awe, it made me feel very nice cuz the innocence of a child is unmatched.

Then the second kid Gi and I walked till she reached her home which is stones throw from the pool. On the way home, I saw many frogs and I couldn't help myself but try to catch one like a kid till I saw a group of ladies walking past me and I felt embarrassed and ran back home.

I was v excited to tell someone about this, the swimming pool thing, I knew I was going to video call with my partner at night anyways, but I couldn't wait so I told my mom about it and she laughed and said that kids are attracted towards nice soul, so you should be proud of yourself.

I made tea for myself after that anf I tried to get some study done but I couldn't

I was tired and I just didn't feel like doing anything so I played pogo and texted J (pardner) here and there

Then after dinner, we video called.

I told them the whole story about the swimming pool and they laughed, then they told they'll be staying at their holiday house with their fam tomorow and it made me a bit sad cuz if means tomorrow no videocalls and I feel very upset about being upset and it tbh. I didn't tell them that, I wished to talk longer but it wasn't possible as they were vvv sleepy.

I played Pogo the whole night till 3,then I discovered I got periods uwu.

I assure tons of chips in the sofa downstairs to cope lol.

[whimsyprinx]

UFO anon here! Yeah my bro tried to murder me, just family things 🤪 Anyways it was super wild so buckle up.

I was up super late at night when I was a teen cause I was a menace and never went to bed before like 4 am. And you know that thing where something happens so slowly you don’t notice it until it’s right there? Well over the course of like half an hour a sound kept getting louder. It was a deep humming that sounded like a mosquito fogger a block or two away, so I brushed it off as it’s common in my area in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t realize til later that it was WAY too early in the season for that my months. I brushed the noise off until I could feel it, it had three tones a mid tone, a very high pitched tone, and an incredibly deep bass tone. The made my guts shake like when you stand too close to a bass. I thought it was strange that nothing else was shaking.

I still brushed it off 🙄

My blinds were open as I lived in a middle of nowhere town (can’t stress that enough) so there was really no risk of creeps. I could see a street lamp, the top of my neighbours house and some trees. I saw another light but we had had a storm a few days before and figured maybe a branch had been knocked down so again, ignored it and went back to playing video games, until it moved.

Obviously I thought ‘no fucking way’ but decided to watch it anyways just to confirm. It moved so slowly but it moved. So I got up to get a better look. It was huge, similar in colour to the street lamps but more red. There was just enough light pollution in town to see a giant black triangle behind the single light.

I grew up right next to an airbase and was an air cadet on the base, and my mother was an aircraft mechanic (I know, sounds super convenient) even seeing tons of aircrafts in my life, I had never seen anything close to it. Considering it’s size and general height to the ground it shouldn’t have been able to move as slowly as it was.

My first instinct was to be excited, even if it was alien in origin it was still probably not seen by really anyone. I thought maybe it was a flight test for a secret craft? But why would they be flying it over my town?

I had a game plan. I was going to grab a phone and go to my back porch to get a photo or any evidence that I saw something, I was ecstatic! I practically skipped to my bedroom door.

As soon as I opened my door and was just about to do through it, it was like a switched flipped in my brain. I went from giddy to the most but deep terrified I have ever been in my life. I remember thinking ‘if you go outside, you’re not coming back’ but it made me sick because it didn’t feel like my own thought, like someone was telling to me.

As I was standing in the doorframe I could see someone or something in my peripheral at the far end of the hall. I could hear my brother snoring, and my mum was in bed too. They were the only other in the house.

My body felt like it was on auto pilot. Almost mechanically I took off my slippers and my glasses, and went to get in bed. For a minute I thought of looking for something I could use as a weapon but again the ‘other’ thought was in my head and said (and I will never forget it) ‘there is nothing you could do, no weapon you can have, that’s going to stop what’s going to happen from happening’

So I just accepted it and got into bed, pulled the covers to my chin and laid like a corpse totally defenceless, I’ve never felt more like a prey animal than in that moment.

I waited for anything to happen, and nothing did. After such a long build up the noise faded in what fell like maybe five minutes. I’m a big trust your gut person, so I waiting until I felt safe and RAN to my mums room. (This is mad long so I’ll send another part lmao)

AGH I forgot to answer these I’m so sorry for the delay!

brushing stuff off is so real though, idk I feel like it’s just What You Do. Holy shit this is all so much, you’re far braver than I am, idk if I could investigate things like that all on my own abdjgjkt. Your reaction is also so real like, I’d also end up running to my bed until I felt safe then running to the nearest adult or person

#whimsy whispers #asks #anon #ufo anon #thanks for the ask! #long post

[jade-parcels]

The genshin men: fatherhood edition

With: Childe, Zhongli, Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao, Venti, Albedo and Baizhu

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Childe:

Ajax loves kids and he’ll make that known early on in your relationship

Like...This man wants five or more kids but he’ll settle for four. He dreams of a big family, getting to surround himself with you and your kids every night for family dinners, everyone getting together for big birthday parties or reunions! That’s his dream life! Plus, in Snezhnaya, most families have more than two kids anyways

He will cry so hard when his babies are placed in his arms for the first time, I mean he’s a mess. Nose is running, eyes puffy, lost of sniffling lmao he is so excited to be a dad!! Don’t you dare tell the other Harbingers how much he cried...What do you mean you took a picture when he wasn’t looking??? Hey??!?!

With his obscene amount of mora, he’ll buy a huge house that will accommodate everyone. Anything you want will be purchased that day or within 48 hours, the same goes for the kids

But they’ll all learn to be thankful for what they have. They’ll learn to fight, fish and speak multiple languages. He has high expectations but let’s face it, he’ll be proud of them no matter what

You’re gonna have to be the one to put your foot down though because Ajax doesn’t enjoy being the ‘mean parent’, he has trouble saying no to the kiddos which can create some tension between you and your husband. He has good intentions of course!! He doesn’t wanna say no to those cute, freckled faces!!

Zhongli:

Zhongli is nervous about having kids because he’s immortal. So this will go one of two ways. 1. You have the baby and the baby ends up not being immortal (or you adopt a baby who is not immortal) Then he loses you both. OR 2. You have the baby and it inherits his immortality and becomes an adeptus. Now he and the baby will have to watch you die while they both life forever.

Either way...It hurts him to think about because he loves you!! He wants to have a family with you!! He wants to give you that perfect family life every human desires!! But he’s torn

You two will just have to figure it out.

Zhongli will be a strong, male figure for your kid(s) and he will instill that traditional kindness and respect into their behavior. ‘Please’ and ‘thank you’ always, always offer to help someone who needs it, do good deeds and you will feel accomplished, be the best you you can be, alway try your hardest because that’s all that matters

He will be sure that your kid(s) always feel loved ALWAYS. Zhongli will tell them stories, cook for them, take them to school, anything that needs to be done. When you’ve had a rough day, he’ll step in to take over for the night without being asked. He shows interest in everything your kid(s) like and he will do his damn best to display every piece of artwork they make or every pretty rock they find

He...will make a great dad :’)

Kaeya:

Ooooh brother, at first Kaeya says no he doesn’t want kids but...Then he starts thinking about it

He observes the happy families that walk around the cobblestone streets of Mondstadt, how the kiddos smile and laugh with their parents. He’ll patrol in the afternoons, usually rounding the corner just in time to see the city’s kids leave school for the day, watching as they all run down the street to go home to their parents or play in the fountain together...Yeah, that really warms his heart

He’d want one or two kids, preferably two to avoid an only child being lonely. He isn’t on the best terms with Diluc but he can admit that they had a great childhood together, playing at the winery and running around as brothers do

Kaeya would be a very patient, understanding father. He doesn’t have much of a temper so he’d use the kids’ mistakes as learning opportunities instead of getting upset at them

He would be obsessed with the kids when they’re babies though oh man if you thought you had baby fever, he has it times ten! He loves holding the baby, watching with a twinkling eye as his baby grasps his thumb with its tiny hand... adorable

And if your kids inherited his eyes, his star shaped pupils that his ancestors passed down to him...He’s gonna get emotional

Everyone at the knights’ headquarters and the Angel’s Share will get sick of him REALLY fast cause he won’t stop bragging about how cute and smart his kids are lmao

Diluc:

Diluc would be such a soft dad don’t even get me started

He loves you so much of course he wants to have kids with you! Is that even a question?? He won’t be the one to bring it up unless he gets the feeling that you want kids but once you ask, he’ll agree so fast

He’ll be grateful to even have one kid with you :’) and he’ll be fine with however many kids YOU want. You want one kid? Perfect! You want four? No problem, the manor is big enough for ten! You...you want ten...? Time to hire some more maids then lmao

Diluc is a worry wart though, he’ll be afraid to hold the baby, feed it, bathe it, he’s terrified of hurting the baby or the baby suddenly hating him. So just help him out!! Cause when he gets comfortable with the baby, he’ll be in full dad mode

He isn’t embarrassed to walk around the manor, conducting business with a baby strapped to his chest!

Diluc is a very kind, gentle dad who will always offer helpful solutions to the kiddos’ problems. He’ll make sure all of their needs are met while also trying to avoid spoiling them... Too much... There will be a fair amount of spoiling...

His own father wasn’t too affectionate with him so that’s why he’ll be affectionate with his kids! Hugs and kisses when he tucks them in at night, big dad hugs when they get home from school, holding their hands in the busy streets of Mondstadt. His father was a great dad! He just aims to be better.

Xiao:

Like Zhongli, he worries about the mortality thing. Since he’s an Adeptus, his kid will certainly be an Adeptus too if you have kids together.

He also worries that his kid(s) will hate him. His duty is to kill demons which means that rain or shine, holidays, special occasions, day or night he’s gotta be ready to go slaughter demonic beings. So he’ll inevitably miss out on important stages in the kiddos’ lives

And admittedly... He’ll be scared of his kids lmao

They’re screaming, crying, barfing, pooping, laughing, screaming again...He can’t predict their behavior. It’s unsettling. All of that goes away one night when you sit him down and place your sleeping baby in his arms. His eyes go wide...And he just watches. This tiny, little baby...Feels no fear for him. It’s comforted by his presence. He almost cries...ALMOST

He’s still pretty much the same Xiao we all know and love but now he has a kid. “Slaying demons is what I do...Hey, go back inside and finish your dinner. Yes, even your vegetables. I don’t care that you don’t like them-...Fine. Don’t tell your mother, bring them to me. I’ll eat them” cute :)

He’s a protective dad and husband, he’d never let anyone or anything harm his beloved family

Venti:

Venti....does not want kids. He thinks they’re cute! He likes the idea of kids but he knows he wouldn’t enjoy actually having kids

You two already have so much fun together!! You don’t need a kid!! You guys have dogs!! Dogs are like kids! But they’re more independent and they’re cuter!

He’ll feel bad if you want kids and he doesn’t, he really will! But it’ll be nearly impossible to convince him cause he’s made his mind up :/

Venti’ll make it up to you somehow though, he’ll take you out more and show you all of the adventures you guys can have if there aren’t kids around

But for the sake of fatherhood headcanons, let’s pretend he gave in. Venti would be a very caring dad. He would cuddle the hell out of this kiddo and sing to them :’) the only problem is that Venti doesn’t like being tethered to one place for too long so he tends to take off and not come back for a few days... :(

Albedo:

Albedo wants kids mostly just to see what fatherhood would be like. He’s always been curious about what that part of his life would be like so why not have a kid

He’d be good with one kid, two at most cause after practically raising Klee, he knows how some kids can be and...He doesn’t have the mental capacity for more than two kids at a time lmao

He tries his best to show more emotion in his face. We all know he usually sits like this 😐 and goes ‘wow im so happy right now’. If you didn’t know him, you’d think he was bored out of his mind right? So he’s gotta work on that. And when he musters up a smile for the baby and it smiles back at him????? Yeah...He’s gonna try to smile a lot more now

He definitely softens up once he becomes a dad, he shows emotion more than he used to and surprisingly, he takes time off of work. Shocker, I know! He decides that he’s been in the lab long enough and that he wants to be able to be there for these moments with you and his kid(s) :’) :’) He trusts Sucrose and Timaeus to take over for him for a couple hours

He keeps a journal for each kid and writes down the date and time they have their firsts or just interesting things they do ->

- 8/4: Baby sees and plays with a cat for the first time

- 9/5: Baby smacked me in the face and laughed so hard she threw up

-9/12: Baby learns that pulling my hair gets my attention. She now continues to do so

-10/15: Baby stays at Aunt Klee’s house for the first time

Baizhu:

Baizhu really loves kids, he works with them a lot and he considers Qiqi to be his daughter anyway but in terms of you guys having a kid together, with his condition he can probably only handle one kid running around

He will do his absolute best to be a good dad. Even if he feels like death, he’ll help change diapers, feed the baby, care for it when you need a break. He isn’t contagious so when you’re sleeping and he feels gross, he’ll sit back against the pillows with the baby on his chest, the three of you resting together (though he doesn’t fall asleep...that would be dangerous for the baby)

Baizhu already tends to nag at you about your health and lifestyle choices but now?? He’ll be a menace. He’ll be constantly evaluating your baby’s condition, checking to see if a certain food is giving them a rash or making sure their skin isn’t drying out. He’s hyper aware of your baby’s health and will be the one to treat them if they get sick

He’s a busy guy since he runs the pharmacy but he will always do his best to be present for your baby’s big milestones! And when your kid cries cause Baizhu’s medicine tastes like shit, he’ll do his best to not be disappointed in their reaction lmao

When you leave him alone with the baby, he’ll wrap a scarf around himself to tie the baby to his chest while he works and...he looks so cute :) dad baizhu <3 <3 <3 <3

Bonus points for him buying the baby toy medical equipment so he can get your kiddo interested in medicine :)

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