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Dadrius Week Day 4: Wolves/Free space
Darius got Hunter a big wolf plushie, he is just losing his mind with happiness @sergeantsporks
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I made some fanart based on chapter 5 of @astriiformes fic, Several Witches Are Typing! I love it a lot, I was so excited to see the final chapter posted. Go read it if you haven't yet!
Click for better quality! I based it off of *that* scene, iykyk. And you know things are serious if even Puddles is being well-behaved. Thank you astriiformes for sharing your lovely writing! I hope it did it justice 😅
My brain only loves to watch the same shows over and over again so here’s a list of shows/movies my brain cycles through
1. Adventure time
2. Gravity falls
3. Dead end paranormal park
4. Heart stopper
5. Twilight
6. My neighbor Totoro
7. Bojack horseman
8. South Park
9. Over the garden wall
10. Infinity train
11. The owl house
12. Happiest season
13. Arcane
14. Chowder
15. Smiling friends
16. Craig of the creek
17. American horror story (this one not as much recently I haven’t seen it in a bit but I would rewatch it sm a couple years ago so I think it deserves to be in the line up still)
Some of these are also specific to a certain season like over the garden wall and happiest season.
I will never shut up about one of the worst tropes in fiction THAT NOBODY TALKS ABOUT- and ahem the winner is: “Pairing off every main character, and I mean EVERY into a romantic relationship at the end of the story or sometime during the story” even if it makes no sense to the plot, or the character made it clear they aren’t interested in romance, all because some authors for some reason ( there actually is a reason but yknow ) think all the characters need to be paired off for a happy ending. Fandoms engage in this trope too sometimes and I very much so dislike it. And then there’s the weird cousin of this trope, “Most characters get paired off, but mostly the women, the men don’t need a partner and three kids, mainly just the women.” LOOKING AT YOU WARRIOR CATS DONT DENY IT YOU ARE GUILTY AS CHARGED.
Saw Lilith's s3 hair and thought of the turn of the 19th century trend for short hair so WHAT is a girlie to do but draw her in clothes from the time
[ID: a drawing of Lilith Clawthorne over a dusty purple background. She is drawn with her season 3 hair, short and curly orange hair. She is wearing an early 1800s gown, white elbow length gloves and a necklace of pearls with a blue diamond shaped gem in the middle. Her gown has a white overdress that slants across the overdress with the low end at about knee length. The underdress is a light blue shade and floor length. The bodice is mostly white with half white and half blue sleeves. She is doing "dino arms" with her arms bent and hands hanging in front of her similar to a t-rex. End ID]
when hyv gives you a late birthday gift and it's going to be cyno coming home. that just means i only have to wait one week for a birthday message from him :)
please pleASE PLEASE FINISH THOSE NIGHT TIME HC. IM BEGGING BABY PLEASE
Midnights | Nighttime Headcanon's
I totally forgot I added this to my masterlist and never finished it! It's been a while since i've written any hc's so forgive me if i'm a little rusty.
Rhysand
Rhys is usually busy with his High Lord duties throughout most of the day so you don't see each other during busier days.
So nighttime becomes somewhat sacred as it is the only time you have his undivided attention.
Rhys is a bit of a night owl, and sometimes even when he's dead tired he'll procrastinate sleep just to spend more time together.
Night times are spent sharing stories about your days, lounging in bed with your Mate, doing your joint nighttime face routines (Rhy's is very extensive)
Eventually you'll settle into bed and drift to sleep in your Mates arms.
Azriel
Azriel hardly sleeps, and when he does it's not until the early hours of the morning.
Sometimes you have to bribe him to step away from his work and just come to bed.
When he does give in he is often dead tired and therefore very affectionate.
Not that he isn't regularly but sleepy Az is a different type of affectionate.
His guilty pleasure is taking a hot bath with you and using lots of soaps and oils to help him relax.
He practically melts into the water as he releases all the tension he's been holding.
You'll wash his hair and his wings and when you're done he'll take you to bed where he'll climb into the warm sheets basically curl around you like a cat often muttering praises and thanks into your skin as he gives in to sleep.
Cassian
Cassian works hard everyday and often his work is much more physical than anyone else in the inner circle.
He trains himself every single day on top of training everyone else, often he spends the majority of his day in the ring practising new techniques and strategies.
This often leaves him physically and emotionally exhausted at the end of the day.
His favourite part of his day is when the sun goes down and he can come home to you.
Usually he'll find you in the kitchen preparing a meal for you both.
Some primal part of him secretly loves the thought of you taking care of him like this, but he also loves that you're a strong and independent and could definitely put him on his ass in the training ring.
He'll often just watch you as you prepare the meal or sometimes he'll help out even though he's a terrible cook and definitely more of a hindrance than anything else.
Other days he'll immediately go and take a shower to wash off the days dirt and change into something more comfortable.
By the time you sit down to a meal with him the moon is usually high in the sky.
You'll enjoy a glass of wine as you watch Cassian clear away the dishes before he'll take you to bed.
Often you'll end up laying in bed talking until one of you falls asleep.
And after a particualrly hard day sometimes he won't say anything at all, just curl into you as you run your fingers through his hair until he starts to melt into your touch and gives in to sleep.
Eris
Eris is always busy he has so many duties and responsibilities to fulfil that he hardly finds the time for it all
That usually leaves him pretty tense though he can't let that show in front of his father.
Only when he is in the safety of his apartments can he let the mask slip a little and be the real Eris.
That usually involves coming back to his rooms at night and enjoying an hour or two of comfortable silence with you.
This usually consists of the two of your wrapped up together by the fire, maybe reading, maybe just enjoying each others presence and other times it involves the two of your surrounded by a pile of sleepy hounds.
Either way Eris is happiest in these moments, unburdened by his title or the weight of his responsibilities.
It's these simple, quiet moments he lives for.
His nights usually end with you un-braiding his hair and brushing it through before retiring to bed where Eris reads long into the night, one hand wrapped around you as you sleep peacefully.
Lucien
Lucien is more of a morning person, so he usually keeps a pretty consistent nighttime routine and never really stays up too late.
Lucien likes to finish his work for the day pretty early if he can.
He likes to take some time out in nature as dusk begins to settle, he might walk, or ride, or just sit, that all depends on the day really and he enjoys to do this alone though he will often invite you along.
He enjoys the sense of freedom it brings and the calm of being in the open air.
Lucien gets home and immediately melts into his favourite chair by the fire where he might read but often he prefers to sit and drink and talk with you, and sometimes his two closest friends, Jurian and Vassa.
Often this leads to loud recounting of epic tales and lots of laughter that drifts through the house.
When everyone else retires for the night Lucien will take you back to your room, draw a bath, which you usually end up joining him before retiring to bed.
He's usually dead tired by this point so it doesn't take long before he's sleeping, snoring lightly and drifting into dreams.
The Owl House was not “too dark” for kids. Kids are obsessed with the strange and the macabre and when they are constantly shown only the brightest and the happiest things, those dark parts of themselves begin to feel “wrong”.
I was obsessed with series of unfortunate events as a kid, riveted by its bleakness and horror.
Kids want to talk about death and fear. They want to tame monsters. They want to be reassured that their darkness and their strangeness does not make them evil or wrong.
The Owl House WAS dark, and weird, and often heavy. It was also warm and wonderful.
It meant something to me, an adult, to see a young girl so secure in herself, so comfortable in her strangeness, who wasn’t a Wednesday Addams or a Lydia Deets, but instead someone who enthusiastically LOVED the world, loved things that people thought were weird or scary. It healed part of my own childhood weirdo. And I GUARANTEE that is helped some kids not need to be healed 10 years later. It helped some kids feel at home in themselves- queer in every sense of the word.
No Warnings | Eddie Munson & Wayne Munson | Minor Steddie | wc: 564
When Wayne got back from work, the trailer was immersed in darkness. It’s not unusual, but Eddie was a night owl so it was likely he wasn’t home. Which was… Fine. Wayne had missed him this morning before he left for his mandatory community service because he was extra tired from last night’s shift and Eddie hadn’t been back before he had to leave for work.
That was also unusual, but Wayne just missed his nephew some days. And today was… Definitely one of those.
Assuming Eddie wasn’t home, Wayne let his hand find the light switch so he could see something. His eyes were not the same as they used to be and Wayne knew his time in the night shift was coming to an end.
He knew Eddie would be over the moon with that because it was going to mean they would have more time together, but Wayne kept worrying about how bad that would be for their financial situation.
“You worry too much, old man,” Eddie would say despite him constantly switching jobs. It didn’t bother Wayne because he wanted Eddie to do something he actually liked instead of settling for some boring job, so he would hold down the fort for as long as he could.
The light flooding the trailer revealed two surprises for Wayne. The first one being Eddie, sound asleep at their kitchen table. The second one was a small cupcake with a candle stuck in it.
Out of nowhere, Eddie raised his head and half-yelled 'Surprise' as he extended his hands to show his birthday cake. Birthday… Cupcake? He still looked sleepy and it made Wayne think back to when Eddie was just a kid.
It made his heart swell inside his chest.
“Hey, kid,” Wayne smiled and walked over to him, patting his head. His hair was even messier than usual from him sleeping at the kitchen table. “What’s this?”
“Birthday!” Eddie said, voice coming out all groggy. Wayne chuckled and moved to the sink so he could get a glass of water.
“You didn’t have to do that,” Wayne said between gulps and Eddie shook his head, getting up and fighting the lack of balance.
“Of course I did! It’s your birthday, old man. It’s not every day you turn…”
“56,” Wayne supplied and Eddie clapped his hands.
“56! So I thought a birthday party was necessary!”
Wayne smiled and leaned back on the counter. “Not necessary, kid. But I appreciate it.”
Eddie smiled, pleased with himself. And that was the only reason why Wayne had to tease him.
“But I would hardly call it a birthday party with just two people,” Wayne pointed out and Eddie rolled his eyes.
“STEVE!” he yelled and Wayne winced, wondering where Eddie had learned to be so loud.
After a few seconds, Steve emerged from Eddie’s room, walking slowly and clearly still half asleep.
“I was just joking. You didn’t have to wake your boy up,” Wayne said and Eddie pushed his shoulder playfully.
“Well, it’s a party now! Are we signing Happy Birthday or what?”
Wayne would never really say it out loud, but standing in his kitchen, blowing out a candle that was way too big for that small cupcake, and clapping alongside his favorite person in the world and the boy who made him the happiest was probably one of Wayne’s favorite memories.