#( thank you for sending this in !!!

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Hal, i can't say how happy i am to see you hit such a big number, i've been following you since the beggining and it's so amazing to see this community grow, i love how everyone that interacts is so kind and overall amazing, you deserve that and much more, and i hope things in your personal life keep getting better!! ❤

For the event, i would like to request, if possible, a small drabble of Keegan with a daughter, it can be anything, really! I'm a single mom expecting a baby, and i just need to see a strong military man caring for a child, all your other parent fics just hit the hard in the feelings, so i wanted to see my favorite in this prompt too!

—Hold Her Close

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╰┈➤ ❝ [Keegan cares for his young daughter.] ❞

He holds her carefully as she sits on the back of his neck, hands firm on her legs as they dangle around his shoulders with their tiny little shoes. The child was giggling, no more than seven, as her hands tangled in the black locks of Keegan’s hair and pulled without any real strength; her eyes stared at all the sights to be seen. 

It was early at Fort Santa Monica, so early the mist was still in the air and the chill caused the protective father to suit his daughter into a jacket that puffed around her frame. She’d been crying last night, and rather than ask her to try and fall asleep again, he’d gone on his morning run with some company. It didn’t bother him, of course. 

She was yours and his daughter—she could never bother him for as long as he lived. 

“Having fun up there?” He grunts out, blue eyes shifting up as the child giggles out a small ‘yep,’ and returns to gazing around with glittering eyes. She was so tiny, he thought to himself. So easy to pick up and infect those little eyes with wonder. Everything down to the way the dew looked in the grass was a foreign world to her—mixed with magic and innocence he never wanted to see gone. 

“Which way, Sunshine?” Keegan asks, blinking forward at the split in the sidewalk; left or right?

“That way,” her pudgy hand points, and booted feet obey without question. Left it was. 

The soldier hums and puffs out a breath of condensation into the air, t-shirt and running shorts swaying around him. 

“If you get cold,” he utters, “you tell me, okay?” 

“Okay!” Keegan pushes down a smile, blue eyes so soft you could mistake it for dyed room-temperature butter. While he wouldn’t get the workout he had intended in the brightening sun of the morning, with the sound of waves lapping in the air and the scent of his sweat dripping off his nostrils, he’d still enjoy this. 

“Can we get hot cocoa?” A hand slaps his forehead and he chuffs a laugh, flinching slightly at the tiny connection of skin. 

“Careful, Kid,” the soldier mutters but nods as his daughter's giggles make his chest swell. Damn him, he was done for the moment he’d seen her in the NICU. “Yeah, fine, we can get some hot cocoa. You know something though?”

His daughter's face is above his as he leans his neck back, looking up into her bright face. She blinks, smiling wide.

“What?”

“You’re gonna have to give me a kiss first, Sweetheart.” 

“Ew!” She laughs, and Keegan holds her body still as it moves all around in her childish delight, legs kicking out as the man laughs under his breath. 

“C’mon,” he huffs, “nothing for your Old Man? I’m hurt. You give Riley kisses on the nose all the time.”

She’s still laughing, holding onto his head. Keegan decides there’s never been a more perfect sound. Without another word, a little smooch is pressed into his hairline, an overdramatic ‘mwah’ sounding off with a raise of hands upwards. 

He beams, eyes crinkling and lips pulled back with a wide smile as he shakes his head in amusement. Moving his face forward, the normally stoic soldier sighs and continues on, his daughter on his shoulders and his heart full. 

[moonspirit]

Okay so there is an upcoming political ball, but the Ambassadors don’t know how to dance. So they practice together.

Annie masters the sport but it so socially stuff it just looks wrong.

Pieck can barely walk in hills let alone dance.

(Also because Pieck practices with Jean and Annie with Armin Connie and Reiner waltz together and somehow get it down perfectly)

Hello anon!

Ahahahaha xD You know who's winning THIS?

It's Connie and Reiner. Single bros forced into a union of sorts to keep The Sad™ away now that the other four are Very Much Not Single.

I actually hc that Annie's really good at dancing, the footwork comes very easily to her, but... she can only be handled by the Holy Trinity (Pieck, Connie and Armin). She dances with a scowl on her face, you might as well assume she's going to twirl with you on the floor and kill you in some horrible dancey way.

The truth is that it's all just a grand way to hide her embarrassment and when she's dancing with Armin, he becomes very annoying about it, giggling and whispering cute teasing nothings into her ear every five minutes until she just becomes a ball of goo.... or something.

(That said, Armin's initially not too good at dancing but hey, he gets to learn from the best).

Pieck and Jean are in a constant state of battle over who can do BETTER. Both of them think they're the best and the other sucks. And the height is a real problem. Pieck jokes that she has to dance on stilts and calls Jean funny-looking. He gets enraged and calls her a pipsqueak. Welp. There's never a normal dance between both of them - it's probably turns into some Beyblade-battle type of shit.

So what's left... Connie-boy and Reiner-man... to dance with each other... and they're sad at first... so, so sad... two single-bros... dancing sadly and single-ly... with each other....

But hey... wait... waaaaaaaiit.... it's actually.... kinda... feels GOOD?

Like... Connie isn't a bad looking guy... He's actually... pretty hot at close quarters? He's got that serious look now... and he makes really bad jokes that are so bad they're good.... he's a chill dude... and a decent dancer...

And... Reiner's a really good looking guy... in this very sad way... big and bulky... kinda like a chonky depresseed cat? Feels kinda nice to... dip him like a dainty princess.... he seems to like it too.... his light eyes are sparkling happily... woah man.... what's happening...

So is born.

The ACTUAL most normal, most happy couple on the Rumbled Planet.

Reiner x Connie.

[shit-the-vampyr-cast-never-said]

Geoffrey: This is horrible, this is the most humiliating thing that's ever happened to me.

Jonathan: Oh? Even more humiliating than—

Geoffrey: We are NOT doing this!

[minban]

they say time flies when you're having fun, and the trailblazer had never understood the concept especially when the flow of time was to be constant. ever since her awakening, her own sense of time and reality had been a mix of confusion and new experience. to learn about the galaxy they were in, to see the worlds with her own eyes. time was, of course, still moving forward. never stopping. never waiting for anyone.

yet, the moment she met him, it was the first time eden felt time had stopped.

love at first sight sounded cliche and shallow, and it did little justice to the feeling she developed for him over the course of time they spent together. now, the trailblazer understood what they meant by feeling the time flies because it felt like yesterday when he introduced himself to her and she did the same. it felt just like yesterday that she was so captivated by those carmine orbs of his that even now, she found herself longing to see them up-close.

it took no time at all for her heart to be stolen by him. his laughter filled her chest with warmth, his smile brightened even the worst days she could possibly experienced. she never understood what it meant for someone to become your reason of living ... until he became hers. the feeling when your eyes would search for them in the crowds, that butterflies one would get in their stomach, or the single touch of their hand could calm the storm brewing from deep within. that kind of love you read from myths and stories ...

she felt it all. and it was for him and him alone.

gloved digits slid to his hand, filling the gaps between his fingers like they belonged there. even with the beautiful lights, the decorations, or the fireworks they surrounded them, her eyes were only seeking him for he was the most beautiful creation to grace her presence. the way she looked at him told it all, of the days they spent in each other's embrace, of the overwhelming emotion rising from inside whenever he was near. of the love he taught her of that belonged only to him. only him.

only you.

quietly, lashes draped over striking aureate only for her to close the distance between them, or was it both of them leaning in as though being drawn ? the warmth of his lips was not foreign yet she still yearned to feel it upon hers again and again. she could feel his breath caressing her skin, and even the stellaron fell silent in that moment of eternity. love. love. i love you. i love you so much ... i'd do anything for you.

it was clear how reluctant she was to pull away, for the kiss to end. her hand that was linked to his squeezed just a little tighter, and her words were a whisper, a secret, only for his ears.

" happy new year ... stay by my side this year too, my kaveh ... "

@lunaetis / new years kisses

there was a time when he did not look forward to the holidays, where once where everyone was returning home and celebrating with their families, kaveh sat by himself and watched the festivities float by him like a lone tumbleweed rolling away in the dessert. kaveh did not hate the holidays. how could he when the decorations were so pretty, shimmering in greens and reds, casting a magnificent glow amongst the people who cheer with joy and laughter below as they take part in the holiday season. in his homeland, many students returned home to spend time with their loved ones. it was what was expected of the many students of the akademiya, and maybe in a different life, kaveh would have done the same. he would have returned home to his parents awaiting him with open arms and presents lined up for him, celebrating the closing of the year as well as another semester completed. for kaveh, however, his reality posed no such promise. he spent his time roaming about the akademiya, it's hallways uncannily devoid of students and professors milling about.

there was a time he did not look forward to the holidays, a time where he could not phantom that he was allowed to take part in its festivities, a time where he dreamt about smiling and laughing with the people he cherish the most, a time where he could only hope that there will come a time where he is once again able to hold someone close to his heart.

kaveh looks to eden, and he knows that time has come.

how could he not feel like the world grows so much brighter when she entwines her fingers with his, hands slotting together like they were always meant to be joined. how can he not feel as if he's blinded by dazzling lights when he looks at her, backdropped by the many colors of greens and reds and golds that shimmer around eden like a halo, lighting up her smile as if it were the only sight kaveh has been destined to see. kaveh has always been a devotee to beauty, and he finds his object of worship in his beloved eden.

he does not know how eden is able to do it, how she is able to light up his world into colors he did not know could shine so brightly, so wonderfully. it's as if the holidays have taken another turn all together, like it is a truely a time where he can allow himself to partake in the joy and smile like everyone else around them.

eden has given him so much in the time that he has known her. she has a habit of drawing kaveh's gaze towards her as if nothing else matters, pulling him in like a magnetized force. kaveh still remembers the first time he kissed her, when it felt like he could only see her, like no one else was there as he pulled her into his arms and leaned down to plant his lips onto hers. it was so hypnotizing, the way he felt like he was being called to her. now, under the many lights and fireworks and laughter surrounding them, kaveh feels very much like that day where they shared their first kiss.

his beloved looks at him and he feels weak. she leans forward and kaveh cannot help but to do the same. it's as if she has casted a spell on him, enchanting him to look only at her. oh, it has only ever been her. kaveh kisses eden slowly, soaking up the feeling of her soft lips on him, of that trace of warmth that kaveh feels like he can bask in until the end of days. he allows his eyes to close, savoring the moment, unhurried with the knowledge that she is his, that he can kiss her as many times as he wants.

they pull away from each other, and kaveh smiles warmly at eden, squeezing her hand in turn and chuckling softly. it warms him, makes him unbearably fond to know that she is as reluctant to pull away from him as he is to her. "happy new years," kaveh says in response, leaning forward to steal another kiss. "for as many years as you wish, i'm all yours," he whispers back softly like a promise meant for only her ears, fondness twinkling away at the corner of his eyes. for now, he thinks that he will take yet another kiss from eden, leaning back in as he closes his eyes. they have all night to enjoy themselves, afterall.

[shattered-divinity]

@lettherebemonsters asked: " Oh fuck no."

( Sinner Adam at Lu! Lol thanks for the follow!)

"Well well well...would you look at what we have here."

Lucifer was damn near purring the words, a smug little grin forming on his lips as he leaned in close (the fact that he was hovering in the air to be taller than the other was totally beside the point). Oh this was almost too good. Adam? A Sinner? Trapped in his domain? He had to admit, it made him more than a little gleeful. How the mighty have fallen, huh? Wait...fallen...HAH! Oh that was too good. He giggled, wings fluttering to send him in a lazy loop before bringing him right in front of Adam again, this time sitting in midair and crossing one leg over the other as he leaned forward to rest his elbow on his knee and his chin in his hand - still grinning.

"What, not happy to see me? And here I thought you'd be excited to finally see what it was like for me. No? Awwww shame. I'm almost hurt."

[loumandforyou]

What really gets me about Louis and Armand is how much potential they had to understand each other better than anyone! Like, there are so many ways that they could have been genuinely healing for each other, but they were both too fucked up and trying so hard to protect themselves that they never really saw or understood each other. I agree with you, it's not "endgame" but it's one of the most interesting and tragic relationships in the show and I really do think they still loved each other

I agree!!!

I think they had "show" potential too, as in it'd be interesting for the show to explore their relationship more than they did. Especially since in most of their scenes Lestat was there too (I suppose it made sense narratively) but I would still be very interested to see their life over those decades they spent together.

[yappingwithlaney]

https://x.com/mclineswhore/status/1888428494020804691

oh my god 🤣🤣🤣

the other girls responding are on 👏🏼 top 👏🏼 of 👏🏼 it. they all know it’s her other account I LOVE IT. i liked a quoted tweet on her brazilian blog and she immediately blocked me on the nicholas blog. that’s more proof that those ARE her other accounts 🤣💀💀 im crying

[twistmusings]

I love your room analysis posts!! I just wanted to let you know tho that in your discussion about Leona’s room and the chess board, rooks cannot move diagonally! :)

The internet has lied to me yet again.

[actuallysaiyan]

Do you have any idea when the next part of the virgin Nanami series is coming? No rush just curious

🥹🥹🥹 honestly I have been kind of on a bit of a tumblr hiatus but knowing that someone is excited for it...it makes me want to write it very soon!

No promises, but hopefully within the week! If not, definitely next week!! Anything in particular you'd like to see in next chapter?

[bakshiis]

♔ - Pajamas / bedtime outfit

♚ - Casual / everyday

♧ - An outfit they wear related to one of their hobbies

outfit headcanons, @solarisgod, accepting!

for pajamas / bedtime brad wears basically the same thing every time. he has an old faded ducktales t-shirt that was given to him by his grandmother and of course it's got scrooge mcduck on it. for bottoms he wears a baggy pair of grey sweatpants or just his boxer briefs. brad tends to run cold so he tends to leave the sweatpants on.

brad's casual / everyday outfits tend to be clothes that he will wear to work. he sticks with collard shirts topped with some sort of sweater. he sticks with neutral colors and jewel tones, favoring dark reds and blues. he wears slacks, usually gray or some other neutral color.

for a hobby related outfit, this is something that brad would wear to go hiking. he likes fleece jackets and cargo shorts or pants.

[goldenashes-if]

Today in More Outrageous Outfits for MC to wear:

Dying blushing for these, with the knowledge that MC would wear those and slay-

[luimagines]

hm... despite all i say, i still feel quite shy about coming out of anon, so.. for now, i hope you don't mind.

but darling, do know that your works inspired me so much, being actually one of the main reasons i actually did a blog for the fandom solely. i'd just like to say, that no matter what, i appreciate all of your efforts and all of your hard work. if your feel tired of the blog not being as rewarding, don't be ashamed to take a break, i just hope that you know that we'll be here for you no matter what. or at least, i know that i will.

Feel free to stay on anon. I don't have an issue with that. :)

I have been taking breaks from the blog so that I don't burn myself out from writing so much. It's just a bummer when something comes out that I was really excited for and there's radio silence on the other side.

Like I've been told that I'm one of the bigger creators, but goodness it doesn't feel that way. I feel like there's just... an expectation of me to put something out and then that's the end of it. Like a bot that spits out stories. It's discouraging, is all.

I don't want to stop the blog. Far from it. I want to keep writing all the prompts that I have and then get more. It's just hard to believe that people care about this when there's not a lot of proof to back it up.

Especially since I've been as consistent as I have been for the past three years. (Almost three- we're getting there)

[makeitmingi]

Hii, Scar! It's been I while since I lastly interacted with you 🥺

So, first of all, I wanted to wish you had a great time on Europe.

Secondly, I wanted to thank you for such a hard work on your writing. I love to read it and learn such things I've never thought I would one day

And theory time: I think that Y/N working in their garden will make the boys to LOVE Y/N, and it will also make Hongjoong jealous even if he doesn't know why, and the boys (cofcof Wooyoung cofcof) will tease him for life.

nawww hello lovely!!!

i had a great time!! being away for 3 weeks was a little weird at first but i love love love the cold weather so much ❄️ i can live in a Waterstone i swear

asdfghjkl dont thank me!! im so shyyyy but youre very welcome. you make the hardwork worth it ❤️ i have such weird pieces of info in my head (thats why i can help with pub quizzes i guess) but im glad you find some of that info useful hehehe

theory wise… i cannot agree or deny 🤫 but we’ll see where this series takes us. i havent really planned much for this series, kind of just going with the flow for it

[shattered-divinity]

@shiningxfates asked: "Is there a kink your muse found weird, but are now into?"

I feel like I might need to put this one under a read more lmao.

tw: vore

This kink in particular is 100% yours and Alastor's fault, you know that right?

Lucifer has kind of always known he liked getting a little rough. Well...ever since he discovered sexual desire and pleasure, that is. But it's always been something he's been into. He likes leaving marks...he likes being marked...he likes knowing he's going to feel it long after he's done. That, naturally, led to liking to bite and being bitten. It was just a normal segway from leaving marks to leaving more permanent marks.

Granted, being an Archangel and then the King of Hell, most marks aren't ever actually 'permanent' as such. Bite marks last longer than hickeys, however, much like how claw marks last longer than bruises. When he was cast down, it twisted something deep inside him...tainting it. His enjoyment of 'marks' became more than that. With how empty and lifeless he feels inside most of the time, the pain brought by claws and teeth became a way to feel something again...something that made him feel alive. It also became something he enjoyed - coming to crave the pain paired with pleasure that such activities could bring.

This led to an entirely new desire...something that would have likely revolted him in the beginning. The urges only surfaced recently, discovering that when being bitten...a dark part of himself wanted to encourage more. Bite harder...bite deeper...take more than just his blood. The pain would be exquisite when paired with pleasure, and he can't allow himself to think about it for more than a few seconds because it flusters him so badly. It's not that he desires to be completely devoured...far from it. Even if such a thing would still be nearly impossible to actually 'kill' him, he has no active desire to die. He just...wants the biting to go further than simply piercing his flesh. He wants a piece taken, part of himself consumed by his partner as he loses himself entirely in the ecstasy of the moment.

[bisexual-horror-fan]

(idk if you remeber but I sent u a whole think abt jacking it to ur fics like a WHILE ago lol)

Literally not a DAY goes bye that i don't at least consider rereading one of ur fics, and i almost always give in which poses a problem bc then one fic becomes three and then I've somehow reread 12 stories and my vibrater is dead.

Youve ruined me, and my vibe is working over time

(Thank you thank you thank you thank you ur such a good author omfggggggg ur amazing thank you SO FUCKING MUCH)

Of COURSE, I remember that ask! It is one of my all-time favourite ones I have ever gotten! The highest of praise! I am so fucking happy to hear that you are still at it, this is why I do what I do, for the fans like you. <3