#.... hi! ^_^ u have a good taste!

[bmpmp3]

can't run out of breath when you don't have breath phonemes

[zeivira]

no rest for the wicked...

pls more

this shit is hilarious

like what are the others thoughts on this "illness" like garfiel, we've seen a bit of otto but i want more of him cuz he's best boi.

i imagine him going on full mama/big bro mood lmao

also that ficrec abt the crack fic by scissors? LMAO thx my parents knew im awake at 3am

point is

i like you now

so im gonna stalk- ahem- stick to you like a leach 🥺🌹

feed me more

The Cap’n's rule about everyone being strictly forbidden from watching him sleep—something about Garfiel being exactly like Rem but without pretty girl privilege—never actually stops the members of the camp from keeping an eye on him while the Cap’n's rests. 

The camp is nothing if not resourceful, and it’s not like they need to be inside the room when he’s sleeping to make sure he stays safe. Waiting a few feet away from the only entrance is just as effective. 

That's why when Garfiel smells a person approaching the Cap’n's room, during a time he knows he is asleep—they spent the last few days traveling to Pristella, like Hoshin traveled the desert to Banan after all—he rushes into the hallway and grabs the visitor's wrist right before it gets to knock at the Cap’n's door. 

"—the hell do ya think yer doin’?" Only after he finishes talking, under the dim hallway light of the mansion-like inn, he takes notice of the visitor's red, flame-like hair. A sharp horror, the one he had felt hours flooded through his entire body, as he realized whose wrist he grabbed. 

For a second, all is still. 

"Hello again, Sir Garfiel," the Sword Saint greets him, smiling as if they were pals and he hadn't evaded Garfiel’s senses and stopped his punch with a casual block a couple hours before. As if he weren’t the main obstacle between Garfiel and the title of Strongest. "I apologize if my presence alerted you, but all I wish to do is talk to Subaru." 

"W-well isn’ that convenient.  Anythin’ ya might need ta tell the Cap’n, ya can tell my amazin’ self instead." Big fat lie. There is a reason why the Cap’n is the Cap’n despite being borderline comatose and apparently not that much older than him. But Garfiel can’t trust anyone stronger than him, and as much as he hates himself for it…

The difference between him and Reinhard van Astrea is like a newborn Earth dragon and the Divine Dragon themself. 

His mere presence makes Garfiel's rawest instincts scream—tell him to either fight-or-flight. Garfiel doesn't want to be anywhere close to Reinhard, but much less he wants Reinhard anywhere close to the Cap’n when he sleeps. At least not until Garfiel proves himself a stronger shield than Reinhard. 

Even if the Cap’n is not defenseless—at least, not usually— he is useless while he isn't awake. And that means Galfield has to fight for both of them.

"I see," Reinhard's lips tilt downwards. "I do not mean disrespect, but what I would like to discuss would be related to something personal, unrelated to our respective camps..." 

Right. Garfield's eyebrow twitches. Right. The Cap’n said they were friends. 

"...the Cap’n's asleep," his voice sounds hoarse even to his ears. Maybe if he makes his tone drier than the Augura Sand Dunes, he can get Reinhard to give up and leave?

Reinhard's eyes widen. "Is that so. From what I gathered he mostly slept during the night." 

Garfield scowls. Of course the Sword Saint knew that much. "The Cap’n does, but he couldn' sleep during the trip, as we moved without pause, just like the Emperor of the Briar who never knew rest," Garfield crosses his arms. "So he is sleeping now and won't wake up in a while." 

"I see..." Reinhard says, and an uncomfortable silence falls between them. His gaze felt so heavy that if Garfiel moved carelessly, he wouldn’t know what his fate would b— "I wanted to ask about my father, actually—” Reinhard spoke up, breaking the silence. “I heard there were some issues close to Lady Priscilla's domain that involved Subaru and him." 

It takes Garfield a second to realize what he is talking about. His joy over learning the one and only Sword Saint's father was joining Emilia's camp to help Subaru stop the Argyle healer evaporated the moment his eyes actually lied on the man. After a couple days he just became Old Man, a skilled drunkard with a sob story, rather than a member of the family his mother used to read him stories about. 

"Issues,” Garfield snorts at Reinhard’s choice of word. “Tha's one way of sayin’ it." He makes a face. "Yeah, I was there too. The Old Man made us go lookin’ for a stupid chalice with the power to cure all sickness, but in the end it's only power w’s turning water into booze. Big ass let down." 

Reinhard’s shoulders sag. "So that’s what happened…” Reinhard’s eyes finally looked past Garfiel and looked at the still closed door, an unreadable thought reflected in them. “...I am glad father was with Subaru and you nonetheless. I can't imagine him taking another disappointment well..." 

How could any member of the group that went after the dumb cup not be disappointed? The chalice would have been able to cure not only the Old Man’s wife, but the Cap’n too. As the camp’s shield it’s his duty to protect everyone from everything—including hereditary diseases. When the Old Man mentioned the rumors, he was the first to tell Emilia they absolutely needed to go.

Still— the entire conversation leaves a bad taste in his mouth. The Cap’n was already carrying enough on his shoulder, with being the Hero that defeated the Archbishop of Sloth, the White Whale and the Great Rabbit— did he really need to trouble himself with family drama when the man ain’t even dead? “Why?” 

Reinhard blinks. “Well, it has been many years—” 

“—no, not that.” Garfiel’s scowl grows. “Why do ya need to imagine it? Yar dad’s alive, you could ask him.”

Reinhard just stares, before a bitter smile covers his lips. “Although true, my father doesn’t enjoy my company, so I wouldn’t like to impose myself when unnecessary.” 

But he is alive, is what he wants to say. “My mom’s dead,” is what he says instead. Because damn— he saw the Old Man, the even Older Man and him talk during dinner and how Ottobro almost lost his head trying to stop Old and Older from killing each other, right before Priscilla arrived saying this was the most amusing shitshow she had seen in weeks. The Old Man genuinely didn’t want to be with Reinhard and his dad.

But he is alive. All three of them are. They can talk. While Garfiel's mom is dead and gone and he can't tell her how much he loves her. "Just because your father is with us, and the Cap’n is strong enough to carry the weight of yar family drama, doesn't mean he should."

Reinhard's eyes widen again. "I—" 

"The Cap’n sleeps longer when he overworks himself," Garfield cuts, his words stronger than any punch he ever did. 

And Reinhard's mouth shuts with an audible click, expression shifting into one of horror— as it should. 

"He carries everyone's problems on his back— no matter how tired he is...!" He clenches his fists. "The Cap’n is so cool, cooler than the Sage and Reid! But precisely because he is like that is that we need to push ourselves harder. Be the people the Cap’n wants us to be, even if he is too shy to tell us. Because— because...!" 

“—will you two please SHUT UP?!" The Cap’n's door parts open with a bang, and the Cap’n appears in the doorway, rubbing his eyes while scowling. “Some of us are actually trying to sleep around here!”

Garfiel rushes back to his room only minutes later, but also doesn't miss Reinhard walking in direction to the Old Man's room rather than the hallway he originally came from.

beta read by @daemonerik

[laurenablack]

Hero: Dad, I'm dating Nick's son

Normal: Dad, I'm dating Nick's half-brother

Sparrow: IS ANYONE ELSE DATING SOMEBODY RELATED TO NICK THAT I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT??

Lark: *sweats*

[sulfies]

got any hcs for the boys in modern au?

Hmm 🤔

Desmond: would stay same, if Assassins etc stuff didnt exist, he would be a bartender that escaped an abusive home bc his dad was crazy about the world ending and him being the antichrist or saviour, so he would isolate him etc. Back w his beloved motorbike

Ezio: Chef or funnier idea... Jobless bc of family money. If he is younger he could be a delivery guy lmao. Is one of those "rich? Nah my family just worked hard so we are well off now" kinda mfs that doesnt get he is rich rich. His family would be alive amd very much in his life. Big gift giver, funds Leos entire art career almost. Is horrified by Desmonds motorbike

Altaïr: he could be a Syrian or Arabic litriture prof? Or an author? He probobly did a lot of odd jobs during youth may e got in a lot of trouble, maybe one of it caused indirectly for Malik to loose his arm but Kadar would be alive. He would call his dad like 2-3 times a yr at most. He would try rlly hard to be the most mature out of them and the other two would push his buttons to take out his arrogant n cocky side.

They would all meet at Desmonds bar or a rock climbing place, Ezio would befriend (flirt with) Desmond first then Desmond would befriend Altaïr. I think Altaïr would make the first actual move w Desmond while all 3 are hanging out and Ezio would be like "WTF not fair me too!!"

Claudia would forever make fun of the fact that they share scars

Ngl I dont rlly read Modern Au's so hope these make sense xhsjsj 😭sorry😭 im much more interested in going back in time or canon time etc etc I do sometimes like it when they time travel to modern times tho

[holoscout]

another day another fern and jermaine sketch dump whats upppp

[suntails]

B&W

[blooming-cecilia]

college au

[crossbackpoke-check]

yOu'Re gOiNg fOr a LiTeR? | "Habs react to Quebec Maple facts", 10.22.24

[spacenintendogs]

Confession: Snotstrid is the only m/f pairing in all history of How to Train Your Dragon that I'm able to truly enjoy, but if I say this anywhere else I'll get bashed on the head (not a joke, this actually happened once). When I found your blog I literally screamed with joy and thanked the heavens, for I am not the only one child of men born with bad taste. Thank you so much for your service.

proud to serve our troops 🫡

[ennuijpg]

MILL — 'angel' era

for our beloved fio @iridescentspacewhale's birthday!!

[id: 6 gifs of mill/lee yongsoo from kpop group onlyoneof. 1. on the set of the 'angel' mv shoot, looking at the director as he tells mill "Your eyes are killing them!" and he smiles in response. 2. pointing out a camera to yoojung on stage as they both do a peace sign pose towards it 3. making a hand heart and then arm heart during the 'angel' relay dance 4. with yoojung and junji, offscreen, copying gazelle from zootopia's pose 5. discussing the 'angel' recording with kb, holding and pointing to a sheet of paper 6. in the 'angel' mv wearing a gaming headset and suddenly being dragged offscreen by masked figures. the colored caption reads: mill — 'angel era' /end id]

[hirokiyuu]

Heddwyn "Wyn" Caldera is a freshman from Diasomnia. He's well known in alchemical circles for multiple revolutionary breakthroughs in the world of potions, the first of which he discovered at eight years old. Though invited to NRC last year at age thirteen, he waited a year before accepting a position at the school.

here he is my baby boy......!!!! been tossing this kid around in my head a lot lately and wanted to make a profile card for him to show him off to the world. imagine me as a proud parent and ive pulled this out of my wallet.

based off the black cauldron. both the movie and like. the cauldron itself. naturally he is good at potions. since the cauldron is essentially a mcguffin wanted by everyone the idea is that he's extremely good at what he does but is also pretty vulnerable to being used. he's also very stone-faced bc he's...... made of stone............ get it.............

template is from here!

[tomatoluvr69]

Unbeeeeeelieeeeevable sight in the parking lot at the gym

[sukugo]

obi-wan swallowing bodily fluid and anakin looking down at him with his dark eyes all big and innocent and earnest and going "master... do i taste good?"

[alligaytorswamp]

i fear you may get my reiran obsession like no one else does

hehe... ^_^

i mean right back at you... your headcanons were just simply real, true and canon within my heart ^_^

[popponn]

isagi ranking 21 is ngl way higher than i expect him to be BUT BABBBBBYYYYY also RIN BEATING THAT CONAN GUY THO??? WOW OKAY AND HI WRIO HI NANAMI

cred & full chart:

[definitelynotshouting]

Drive by bit of trivia that I think fits into your Hunger AU - Evo!Grian (pre-Watcher) was neutral in the big dispute on the server, iirc (Mafia vs Property Police) but HC!Grian (post-Watcher) ends up getting a rep for starting wars. Also, don't know if you know about Demise in HC s6, but it was kind of a precursor to the Life SMP, so you could probably use that in your fic if you want? Maybe as Grian's first "oh hey suffering tastes good" moment or something? Only if you think it fits, though.

OHHHHHH I AM GAZING AT THIS TRIVIA!!! yeah ive never watched Evo so the extent of my knowledge is what i can find on the wiki and extrapolate from other people's posts on tumblr 😂😂😂😂 so im always happy to receive tidbits about it!!!

Also 👁️ oooooh ive heard about Demise a little bit but nothing more than the name and that i think it involved collecting heads or smth??? But i could totally see that being the seed planted for the future life games-- i imagine stuff like that would be almost like LARPing in a sense, due to Player death mostly being an inconvenience, but the fear and exhilaration of being hunted down would have been so tasty. It would make sense for that to stick in Grian's brain, and give him a lowkey guiding point when scrambling to make the life series!!!