#[ sarah // hc ]

[violent138]

I feel like Dick, who spent so much of his childhood crime fighting, missing school, and having adventures with people he genuinely liked and also didn't really have normal experiences either, used to just lie and invent personal examples and Normal People characters for his siblings when they asked for advice. The others compare notes once on Dick's childhood, fondly recall a fake person and only realize something's wrong from the deeply confused looks on Alfred and Bruce’s faces. They then go to Dick's flat and ask him how much of everything he ever said were lies.

[marilynslove]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ · . boyfriend rafe hcs <33 (sweetheart-ish edition !!)

౨ৎ - bf!rafe who literally can't keep his hands off you : whether it be at parties with his arm slithered around your waist, fingers absent mindedly drawing shapes on the skin of your arm while taking a sip of his beer - trying his best not to roll his eyes as topper rambled about sarah. or when it's just the two of you at home, cuddled up on the couch while watching a cheesy romcom you'd somehow managed to get him to watch - or at least pretend to watch. but, who was he to turn down an opportunity to hold you close? why leave you be when he could be there, running his fingers through your hair n gently rubbing your thigh?

౨ৎ - bf!rafe who's constantly giving you attitude : "baby, does this look cute?" you mumble, holding out a denim mini skirt you'd grabbed from a shelf - it's material slightly washed out. looking up from his phone, he sighed a little. "i don't know, does it?" shooting him a dirty look, you huff. "'m serious, yes or no? please?" ".. yes - it looks good, bunny. now can we go? been waiting for ya to pick out all the clothes you want for hours." with a pleased smile and a quick peck on his cheek you nod. "thirty minutes, actually."

౨ৎ - bf!rafe who's literally the dryest fucking texter ever : like, this bitch will leave you on delivered for hours. even when he does respond his words are vague. on some "ok" "gm/gn" "👍" type shit. but he makes up for it by calling you throughout the day - asking if you're okay, what you have planned, if you wanted to come over. and honestly? you can't complain, not when his voice sounds so .. !! 's better than any text he could send. or most, at least.

౨ৎ - bf!rafe who loves to take you on late night motorcycle rides : he lives for it, might be one of his favorite things to do with you. with the way your arms tighten around his torso when he drives faster - your scoldings being lost in the sound of the wind, earning a quiet chuckle from him. he knows you love it though, the thrill, the adrenaline. though he loves the rush, he also savors those moments of tranquility - when he's taking in everything. the feeling of your warmth against him, a stark contrast to the night's cold air against him. or the sounds of the ocean's waves washing up against the sand as you drive by, the saltiness of the water lingering in the air. and even though he dreads the end of the night, he can't help but melt into the kiss you give him before you sneak back into your house.

[turtletoads]

diversity win! the captain of the infinity is gay

[filthyslashertoad]

Slasher First Date Headcannons

Oh yeah guys, guess who’s adding more characters! ME!!!! So…introducing…PETER STRAHM AND… MARK HOFFMAN!!!! (air horn noises)

Also just to be clear I’m writing for lestat and Louis from the movie NOT THE TV SHOW(It’s just not that good imo)

Peter Strahm

Is a hopeless romantic that 100% believes in love at first sight.

Talks way too much and gets very passionate when sharing his own interests.

Is the type to bring you multiple different flowers because he wasn't sure what you'd like.

Prefers first dates to be at restaurants or cafes.

Mark Hoffman

Is an asshole to you the first time he meets you because he thinks that it counts as flirting?

Quickly becomes absolutely enamored by you and wants to know everything about you.

The day after he definitely finds you walking down the street and blares his sirens to get your attention and say some cheesy pickup line to ask you out on another date.

Michael Myers

The closest you're gonna get to a first date with him is him showing up at your house and eating all of your food while staring at you from a nearby hallway.

Don't expect a first date kiss, but do expect a sentimental staring contest before he leaves.

Amanda Young

Your first date was probably being in a jigsaw trap she either made for you or both of you being in the same trap. (She doesn't have much of a social life)

Quickly becomes attached to you and goes out of her way to make you survive the trap.

Bo Sinclair

Hits on you when you pass through the town and invites you to have a picnic on his lunch break(Which consists of beer, crackers, a few blueberries, beer, and hotdogs)

Tells you all about mechanic stuff and some of the prettier parts of the town.

After lunch, he invites you to go out with him if you're passing through(fixes your car for free).

Vincent Sinclair

Teaches you how to make candles and mini wax figurines. (It's harder than it looks)

Makes a tiny doll version of you and him and gives them to you.

Not much talking happens during the date(obviously) but he makes up for it with hand gestures.

Patrick Bateman

Hears one of his buddies talking about you and how beautiful you are and automatically decides he needs you to be his girlfriend.

Pulls out the nines, I'm talking Dior suit, Givenchy shoes, and he even buys new hair gel before your date so he looks as fresh as possible.

Will most likely talk almost the entire date about his accomplishments while using business jargon.

Lestat(Interview with a Vampire)

Most likely had the intention of seducing you to suck your blood but realized that you had more to you than what seemed.

Invites you to go to the opera with him and Louis but ends up taking you to a much more secluded section of the opera house.

Wants to turn you into a vampire on the first date(I don't even know what base that reaches)

Louis(Interview with a Vampire)

Isn't much of a romantic(anymore) so it's more so a deep conversation shared between the two of you in a beautiful garden.

Asks you what it's like to be human and what you admire about life.

Gives you a bouquet of his favorite roses as a surprise.

Michael Emerson

Wants to really really impress you so he takes you to a bunch of places that are "hidden" and brings a bunch of snacks. (Doesn't mind also going to see a movie)

Definitely tries to kiss you on the first date.

After your date Sam teases him all night about his crush on you.

[joelsbeard]

Pre-outbreak!joel with his babies 🥺 part 1

I need more baby ellie and ellie and sarah as biological sisters fics 🙃

joel is absolutely the type of dad to get into the crib with his babies so they'll stop crying. One day he gets up at night to go put sarah back to sleep when she wakes up crying but then he never comes back to bed, and you wake up wondering where he is so you wander around until you go to sarah's room and see that she's fast asleep on top of joel in her crib 🥺 legs sticking out and everything. Ofc he does the same with ellie, who ends up being even more of a daddy's girl so it becomes more of a common thing with her than it was for sarah.

They love doing kangaroo care with joel and sleeping on his bare chest 🥺 you have a bunch of pictures on your phone from when you'd catch ellie or sarah in their diapers and sleeping on top of joel while he's asleep and snoring too lol

ellie's favorite stuffed animal as a baby was either her giraffe, elephant, or lamb ( yes I couldn't pick one I'm sorry). She'd call her cute little lamb "lamby" 🥺. Ofc she had to have an elephant, ellie and her lil elephant 🥺. When joel would give ellie a kiss sometimes she'd hold her stuffed animals up to his face so they could get kisses from daddy too lol.

You and joel love sticking your faces into ellie and sarah's adorable little chunky cheeks that are so soft, especially when they're babies. You can 't help but press your lips into their chubby little cheeks and watching them squish, and inhaling their baby scent, joel always holds them tight and gives them a bunch of smooches on their cute little faces until they're red in the face from laughing so much, and you love hearing their baby giggles.

Their favorite thing is when you and joel go on either side of their faces and give big smooches on their cheeks at the same time, all the baby fat just squishes and they look like this 😚 since you and joel love pressing your lips so hard to their faces lol.

You love squishing your little squishy babies, they're so soft and cute. Whenever you and joel point their rolls out or their adorable baby fat when you're giving them a bath or changing them you always like to coo at them and go "oh my goodness! look at those little rolls, that's where all the milk goes, all right there🥰😭" and give them a little tickle

You and joel think you make the cutest babies (you do 😉 and a lot of people agree) with their big doe eyes and soft little cheeks and adorable pouty lips. He loves calling them his little baby dolls bc they look like absolute dolls. When people on the street or in the grocery store see them they always tell you "oh my god she looks like a little doll, your baby is adorable 🥺"

[yellowsugarwords]

Have you written anything Lee, Clem, and Sarah? like Lee managed to survive to season 2?

oooo I’ve done a lot of ‘what ifs’ but never one with lee!!! I hope you enjoy, I wanted to play around with the context of this one :)

Surprisingly, Carlos and Lee didn’t mesh at first.

They vaguely respected the other,

Purely because they, too, were raising a child,

But that was the extent of it.

Because of that child, they kept their distance from one another.

It was the only way to ensure Clementine’s safety.

It had to be the way to ensure Sarah’s.

Milling about the ski lodge, Lee always had an eye out,

Glancing cautiously out the windows,

Trying to get a better read of the new members of their group.

“I feel ya,” Kenny said,

Approaching Lee from behind,

And settling a hand on one of his shoulders.

“It’s weird to trust folks these days.”

Lee turned to look at him.

“But these are good people,” Kenny began, “I promise.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” was all Lee said.

Later that evening, Sarita wandered into the living room,

A large box in her arms,

Grinning from ear to ear.

“What’s that?” Clementine used hesitantly,

Going closer to inspect it.

“Christmas decorations,” Sarita said proudly.

From upstairs, Sarah heard the commotion and looked over the railing.

“To decorate our tree. Sound fun?”

Clem smiled, excited to do a nostalgic task again.

“Really?” Sarah said from upstairs.

It caught their attention from downstairs.

“Want to help us?” Sarita asked.

Sarah’s eyes lit up,

And she scurried down the stairs.

As she went, she missed a step,

Almost tumbling down,

Before Lee swooped in and caught her from behind.

“Careful, now,” Lee said,

Carlos watched from the bottom of the steps, hesitant,

Ready to jump in himself.

He calmed down when Lee stepped in,

Thankful,

And giving a small nod to show it.

Lee gave one back.

Gradually, Carlos and Lee seemed to naturally trade off roles.

Carlos would watch over Clementine’s back,

Just like Lee would watch over Sarah’s.

Rough time had passed.

Enough trust was built.

Carlos could never forget the way Lee went out of his way for Sarah,

For everyone.

Once, when a swarm hit the lodge,

With Sarah and Nick outside hauling in firewood.

Lee threw himself between Sarah and a walker,

Slaying it,

Then scooping her up and running inside.

Later that night, Lee tucked the two in,

Smiling, he ensured Sarah had a blanket to her chin.

He pulled Clementine’s up to her nose,

Just the way she liked it,

Then went downstairs.

By the time he got down to the main floor, Carlos cleared his throat,

Looking for his attention.

Lee spotted him at one of the tables,

Two glasses sitting in front of him.

By the time Lee got closer, he could see it was whiskey,

Two glasses,

One in front of Carlos,

One that he slid toward Lee.

“Don’t ask where I found it,” He said with a smirk.

Lee grinned.

“You deserve it.”

Lee could see the genuine appreciation in his eyes,

And took a seat.

They clinked their glasses.

“To Sarah and Clem,” Carlos said.

Lee felt his chest grow warm.

It was  a familiar sensation:

That of family.

“To Sarah and Clem,” Lee repeated.

Then, they both sipped away.

For the rest of the time, maybe it could be this way.

Even if it was temporary, it was worth it.

Purely for moments like this.

━━━━━━ 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!! ₊˚⊹ 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫   ♡   𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

[gumy-shark]

I am Thinking and Feeling about the ritsu&shou foils of it all. getting his ass kicked is enrichment for ritsu and for shou violence is a means to an end that's boring at best regardless of how good at it he is. which is kind of a subtle parallel to ritsu's whole thing about not really giving a shit about being incredibly good at school and sports and everything he gets easily praised for. they're zoo animals in the wrong enclosures and together they get to kind of. give one another access to what they're missing

LITERALLYYY LITERALLY IM JUST PACING AROUND IN CIRCLES THINKING ABOUT THEM. ritsu spends thirteen years brushing off compliments about things he doesn’t really care about and then shou says “you’re good with your powers. you’re more powerful than your brother btw” and it actually lands. or when shou yells out things like “IM THE ONE WHOS GONNA BEAT MY DAD! GOT THAT RITSU?” and ritsu’s just like “yep got it 👍”. and then when shou’s like “why are you trying so hard? i’m the one who’s trying to recruit you!” not only like this is a job interview but like shou’s the one being interviewed here. or how when ritsu stays behind to hold off shimazaki and instead of arguing or insisting on fighting him together or smth shou trusts ritsu and leaves him behind because ritsu trusts him to stop his dad. THEYRE SO.

[ladydelena]

SO. As much as I don't necessarily care for Tarquin to visit night court because he's perfect and can be happy in Summer Court without the drama, I do think if he visited he would wear night black to honor the court.

And can I just say I think seeing his deep richhh sunkissed skin, starlight bright, near white hair, and vibrant swirling turquise eyes complimented by a black tunic? The gasp I would gusp to see it- just once.

[bigmack2go]

When people ask what ships i have in newsies im always like

BRO??? I can maybe tell you the ships i dont have that’ll go faster. There are like three.

[nya-nya-agere]

spud agere hcs if thats okays?

Hihi! Sure!

TW for some angsty stuff

🪣 He’s not sure what little age he is, but he’s a babyspace regressor

🪣 Sarah is her CG!

🪣 Constantly regresses involuntarily, and it’s very unpleasant, especially when they’re alone

🪣 He used to love cats before the invasion, but now he’s terrified of them

🪣 Sarah made the mistake once of getting her a cat plushie, and it sent her into a panic attack (But they had lots of cuddles, and a conversation once she calmed down)

🪣 Their tics get especially bad when they’re about to regress, or they’re upset. Sarah can tell right away when they add an extra “spud” to their sentence

🪣 More times than not, he has nightmares at night, and wake up regressed

🪣 A very clingy baby! She has bad separation anxiety, and will spend hours following Sarah around

🪣 Due to the aforementioned nightmares, they will ask to sleep with Sarah. She can never say no

🪣 Sometimes Sarah will coax him to regress on bad days, so he can freely vent his anger and anxiety

🪣 She uses the camp’s old uncomfortable pillows as her designated “Punching Pillows”

[anteabbie]

So @lil-als asked me how the bird thing works with other bots, AND THEY’RE ALL FRIENDLY

And I tried JCC again… he’s still an asshole

[cozy-phantom]

ethan would love painting his nails if it didn't make him dysphoric

benny would love painting his nails if he didn't have internalized homophobia

rory would love painting his nails if he knew it wasn't against the rules or something

sarah loves painting ericas nails

erica loves painting sarahs nails

[joelsbeard]

Sarah and Ellie growing up as biological sisters part 1

I imagine sarah and ellie having a 5-8 year age gap, i think it'd be so cute for sarah to have a lil baby sister

Ellie is definitely the daddy's girl out of the two. Although both of them love you and joel pretty equally, there are times when ellie definitely reaches for him more. Lucky for you, sarah is a mama's girl so you never feel too unwanted.

Sarah and ellie adore each other, when you gave birth to ellie sarah started following you around and always wanted to carry her little sister in her little doll carrier or stroller so that she could be"just like mommy 🥺"

You and joel love blowing raspberries on their cute little tummies, especially when they were < 1 year old bc their baby laughs were so precious

You and joel made sure to include sarah as much as you can in activities after ellie was born so that she wouldn't feel neglected, and she's always so happy when you tell her she's such a good older sister (and she is!)

whenever sarah comes back home from school or somewhere else she always runs to see her baby sister and goes "hi baby!" and gives her a little kiss 🥺

when sarah first met ellie after she was born and she's sitting on the bed next to you and holding little newborn ellie she gives her a kiss and looks up at you and joel and goes "i love her! 🥺"

whenever joel comes back from work and lil baby ellie sees him she gets so excited she does a little happy baby dance and wiggles with excitement and gets the biggest smile on her face. He goes over to her and crouches down and holds out his arms to her and goes "hi babygirl, did you miss daddy? Daddy missed you so much!" and he picks her up and gives her big chubby cheeks some big raspberries and she's nonstop giggling.

[cal4hysteria]

i like how the entire tmc fandom agreed sarah is a lesbian. like you guys are so real for that

[yellowsugarwords]

Could I ask for single dad or uncle Luke and Nick headcanons, please?

oh my god, I’m a sucker for stuff like this. I’m going to make this for Clementine, but also Sarah (bc season 2). I took a little twist on it, but I hope it’s okay!!

Clementine hated turning to Luke and Nick for advice.

They were like the angel and devil on her shoulders,

Only sometimes they were both the devel.

That being said, as much as she loved them, they were,

What was the right word?

Overprotective.

Clementine made her way to the front door of the ski lodge,

Adjusting her backpack over her shoulders.

Luke turned, catching her before she started down the staircase.

“Where are you going?”

Clementine closed her eyes and stopped.

“Getting firewood.”

“By yourself”

“Sarah is coming with me.”

“Sarah?” Luke and Nick said in unison.

Clementine finally turned around to face them.

She crossed her arms disapprovingly.

Deep down, Clementine knew Sarah wasn’t the best partner to accompany her.

It wasn’t that they hated her,

But she wasn’t able to handle it if something went wrong,

And there was always that risk.

“Well be fine.”

Luke squirmed in his seat.

“I should go with you,” Nick said, getting ready to stand.

“You?” Luke teased, standing first. “You’re kidding,”

Nick scoffed. “What?”

“You suck under pressure, Nick. Come on,” Luke scoffed.

“I used to be.”

“Nick, you’re the same.”

“No, I’m not!” He declared defensively.

By the time their argument came to a pause, Clementine was already gone,

Of with Sarah into some nearby shrubs,

Set to be back before dark.

The two of them were like needy brothers.

But more than that.

They acted as though they had responsibility for her.

Uncles.

Uncles that teased her constantly.

So, regular uncles.

The upgraded form of a brother.

“Hey, Clem, can you take my cooking shift tonight?”

Clem turned Luke’s way and scowled. “Why?”

He gave a sheepish smile.

“Nick and I are in the middle of a crazy game of Monopoly.”

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“It’s gonna take just a bit too long to finish and it’s going to collide with my cooking time.”

“Are you serious?” Clem asked,

Crossing her arms,

Raising a brow to the sky.

Luke paused.

“Clem, I am so close to kicking his ass.”

Clementine audibly groaned,

Uncrossing her arm and rolling her head in agitation.

“I’ll owe you one.”

“Luke, I already collected wood today.”

“Then I’ll owe you two!”

Without waiting for another answer, he turned on his heels and ran off.

“Thanks, Clem!” Luke called over his shoulder.

Clementine groaned and turned,

Making her way to the kitchen.

She loved them,

Even when she hated them.

At dinner that night, Clem smirked,

Watching the stoic stare of Luke at his dish,

And Nick’s beaming grin.

“How did your game go, guys?” Clem asked,

Devilishly smirking Luke’s way.

He scowled and looked up.

“I totally kicked his ass,’ Nick said triumphantly,

Popping a greedy spoonful of beans into his mouth.

“Only barely,” Luke scoffed.

“That’s not how an ass-kicking works,” Nick teased,

Stealing food from Luke’s bowl this time.

Clementine couldn’t help but snicker.

Karma.

The next day, Luke agreed to go fishing with Clem.

To make up for his failure the prior day.

The deal was he had to carry practically everything back.

But, on the bright side, he got to spend time with Clementine.

He always enjoys her presence.

As they fished, they quietly wished and giggled,

Not wanting to draw any walkers to their location,

But also enjoying their little quips with one another.

Across the river, suddenly, heard a twig snap.

Luke’s head snapped up.

He waited.

Snap! again.

“Clem,” he said cautiously.

Instinctively, Luke walked over to Clementine,

Pushed her behind one of his legs,

And placed a hand on the bow attached to his back.

His other hand lay at his other side, palm open,

Assuring himself that Clementine was still behind him.

“Stay back,” his voice was low and hesitant.

Everything was so fast, Clem barely registered what happened.

“Luke?” She whispered,

Nervously.

Luke set a hand on one of her shoulders,

Keeping her close,

But keeping her out of harm’s way.

“Come on,” Luke said softly.

He kept his eyes ahead as he grabbed their basket of fish,

Then, turned back to Clementine.

“Let’s get out of here.”

Clementine looked up at him,

Cautiously,

Worried.

“Don’t worry,” Luke said softly,

Reassuringly,

Setting a hand on her far shoulder, keeping her close.

“I wouldn't let anything happen to you.”

Clementine felt her chest grow warm,

Remembering how protected she now was with her new group.

Remembering how much she loved them.

Her awkward uncles.

Her little family.

━━━━━━ 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!! ₊˚⊹ 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫   ♡   𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

[khanumshahrzad]

Christina's "love"