#GREY HAIR HHH

[princebenvi]

shhhh they’re sleeping !!

if you like this please consider supporting my top surgery :)

[toasttt11]

wrapping paper fiascos

summary: finding out your boyfriend can’t wrap presents as well as he has been pretending he can.

luke hughes x reader

hhh masterlist

She put the keys into the lock of their front door and walked into their apartment, she slipped her shoes off by the door and hung up her coat and scarf on the hooks and tossed her keys on the entrance way table.

She smiled softly seeing Luke sitting on the couch and he had his headphones on so she knew he didn’t hear her come home, she decided to head to their bedroom first and get changed out of her clothes.

She slipped on a pair of Luke’s huge pair of grey Devils sweatpants and one of his USA hoodies and a pair of his socks because they are the warmest and most comfortable.

She walked out do their room and down the hallway leaning on the wall looking at the living room and realizing what Luke was doing, he was wrapping presents for the holidays.

She let out a small fond quiet laugh seeing the presents not looking the absolute best but they looked adorable which was a little confusing because Luke always has really nice wrapping since she has known him for the last few years.

When she first saw his presents she was genuinely very surprised at how well he wrapped all of the presents, it wasn’t something she expected him to be good at.

She walked over leaning over the couch and leaning her chin on Luke’s shoulder making him flinch and turn around shocked and let out a sigh of relief seeing his girlfriend.

Luke took the headphones off tossing them on the table as she walked around the couch to him, Luke smiled at her fondly patting his thigh making her sit down on his thigh and one of his arms wrapping around her waist and the other tucking hair behind her, “Hi Baby.” Luke lovingly mumbled with a soft smile.

“Hi pretty boy.” She softly smiled tracing the bridge of his nose softly with her finger making him scrunch his nose at her and she leaned closer pressing a kiss to his nose.

“What are you doing?” She asked softly as she pulled away smiling at Luke’s pout.

She looked back at the table seeing a pair of Nike air force ones that are customized with a few Devils and Umich logos and a few other painted things that is all things that Jack loves, “Oo are these the shoes for J?” She asked curiously knowing Luke had been working with a small business to make a pair of shoes for Jack.

She furrowed her brows not getting an answer from Luke and turned her head seeing Luke having a shy look on his face, “What is it?” She softly asked him.

Luke pursed his lips shaking his head slightly making his curls move, “You weren’t supposed to see me doing this.” Luke sheepishly told her.

“What? Wrap presents?” She titled her head not understanding why Luke is being a little shy.

“Yeah.” Luke fiddled with her waist band, “I can’t wrap presents. You can probably tell.” Luke scoffed gesturing to the one present he finally wrapped and it doesn’t look good.

“But what about the last few years?” She softly questioned brushing back some of Luke’s curls.

Luke made a sheepish smile, “I took them to a store and got them wrapped.”

She made a realization face and nodded, “Okay so why couldn’t you use this year?” She honestly was not that surprised hearing he paid someone to wrap presents.

Luke blinked as she didn’t even mind he didn’t wrap the presents, “I couldn’t get time the last few weeks to go and now it’s really busy and a few of the stores near are closed and it was too much.” Luke sheepishly rambled, He tried to go to the store today but the line was out the door and was hours long.

She softly nodded listening to all of Luke’s words, “Okay do you now how to wrap at all?” She asked gently not being mean or teasing him but genuinely wanting to know what he knew what to do.

“Mom tried to teach me but i didn’t get it.” Luke explained with his cheeks burning.

“Well come on my love i’ll teach you.” She softly told him as she got up and sat on the floor patting the spot next to him.

Luke lips quirked up in a fond smile and slide off the couch sitting down next to her, she draped a fluffy blanket over both of their laps and grabbed a box from Luke’s pile of presents knowing it will be the easiest for him to learn.

She grabbed the wrapping paper and opening it across the coffee table and set it they box down, “Okay first of all you want to make sure you have enough paper for the gift before you cut, you can always have to much but you don’t want to little.” She softly explained to Luke.

Luke slowly nodded watching as she made sure there was enough paper before cutting it.

“Okay so i tape it here first on the bottom so it makes it easier to do the sides.” She slowly taped the wrapping paper letting Luke see everything.

“Okay?” She checked making sure not to go too fast and confuse Luke.

Luke nodded still understanding what she is saying.

“Next you want to do the sides, so fold it here and you can tape it now so it’s easy and then fold this side the same way and tape it and than flip the last piece over and tape it.” She explained as simple as possible as she slowly wrapped the one side.

“Okay you want to try this side?” She softly encouraged pushing the present closer to her making Luke let out a breath and softly nod.

Luke slowly started folding one side just like she said and took the piece of tape she had for him and started doing the other corner.

She watched with a fond smile as Luke focused intently on the present and his tongue was sticking out slightly as she focused.

Luke taped the last piece and made a surprised noise when he realized he did and it did not look half bad.

“It looks great Luke!” She proudly smiled at how well Luke did, “See you can wrap great.” She ran a gentle hand across his curls making him eagerly lean into her touch.

“All because of you.” Luke softly responded back catching her hand and pressing a kiss to her wrist.

“We’re a team.” She playfully reminded him, “We better get started on the rest.”

Luke smiled lovingly shaking his and leaned to he rucking her face and pressing his lips to her lips softly making her hum and press her self to him closer.

“I love you.” Luke mumbled against her lips, He shouldn’t even be surprised with how easily she took what he told her and how easily she taught him something he has been trying to learn for years.

“I love you.” She mumbled back pressing one more kiss to his kiss before they pulled back from each other and faced back to the coffee table starting to wrap the next present together.

“I’m just impressed you managed to hideit for so long.” She teasingly told him as she watched him finish wrapping another present.

Luke whipped his head to her playfully glaring as she giggled at him, Luke let out a small chuckle pressing a kiss to her cheek.

It was the perfect way to spend the night together, wrapping presents together by the warm fire with the christmas tree lights shining through out the living room.

Wrapping presents together felt like their future was starting for when in a few years they are wrapping their kids presents.

[felassan]

Some thoughts on the character descriptions & other details from game files. DA:TV spoilers under cut.

[original source link]

Some of the char notes are v neat and interesting. ◕‿◕ (caveat to bear in mind of course: gamefiles info can contradict what is presented in game as plots and ideas naturally & normally can change a lot throughout development. what's in the game and other media is what's canon. that said they're still neat and interesting to think about.)

You can read Ghil talking to some of her "stock" in a/some Trespasser armor codex[es]

Like Dalish lore in modern Thedas has it (the Ascension of Ghilan'nain), Ghil had the distinction of being the only mortal elf uplifted into the Evanuris pantheon

" (in this case, Solas's murder of his friend Felassan by stabbing him in the back)" - "[TME quote] He never heard the blow that killed him." q.q

Spirits of Profit are a thing (note: this kind of thing I just like to take as canon as long as nothing in-game actually contradicts it being a possible thing in the world hh)

Spirits of Need are a thing

Spirits of Passion are a thing

Demons of Obsession are a thing

Spirits of Freedom are possibly a thing

Not just a General, Felassan was the second-in-command

The idea/possibility that the Caretaker is (or at one point during development was thought to be) what remains of a truly ancient dragon, who long ago took on the form of this spirit, then was summoned by ancient elves, slaps

"A spirit of chaos and freedom, unleashed by Solas to break through a labyrinth to his ally Mythal", "A spirit heavily implied to be the Caretaker in another era, speaking with Solas about the attempt to rescue Mythal. Speaking with the spirit, Solas makes it clear that he will sacrifice anything to save Mythal." - I wonder if at one point there was an idea to have a scene which was another relivable Solas Crossroads memory, where this Mythal-rescue scenario would play out? Maybe Rook would have 'played' the Spirit of Chaos in that memory similar to the one where Solas and Felassan call spirits to launch an attack on an Elgar'nan fortress

Inquisitor - "relatable leader and mentor", "confident, knowing" 🥺

Interesting to see that Charter at one point may have appeared in the game and had a role. There are still references to her and her work in some DA:TV codexes

The character descriptions for Varric and Dorian, and the Morrigan speech pattern note, are so fun hhh. some characters simply need no introduction

Two possible appearances, depending on how the player resolves her past: 1. Dark black dyed hair 2. Red hair with streaks of grey CHARACTERDESCRIPTION: Isabela from Dragon Age II

At one point there was possibly an idea to have further choices such as what happened to Isabela in DA2 be in the game.

"Manfred is curious, loyal, innocent, and wants to be helpful." 🥺

I had personally been hcing Lucanis as 36 so that is neat

the ages listed are age ranges meant to help inform the char info, & info players would actually see/hear in the games and other media like books etc would take precedence. I would place Teia and Harding as at least a few years older than what's given for example (Teia was 28 when she became a Talon, and it's now 9:52; and I don't really see Harding as having been as young as 19 in DA:I in 9:42 as a Lead Scout. young definitely, but not that young).

and this is more based on subjective vibes than any canon info, but I read Viago as being older than this, and older than Lucanis, Illario and Teia.

ACCENT: Hint of Italian, but not as strong as Zevran's. (He is from a coastal city in Antiva, which had an influx of Tevinter refugees from Seheron after the Qunari invaded 100 years or so ago. That’€™s why he looks and sounds different from Zevran and Josephine.) [Caterina] Older Korean-Spanish or Korean-Italian woman (from the same region as Lucanis)

This is neat worldbuilding. a hint at what people from Seheron or people with Seheron heritage may be like.

Lucanis now bears scars both physically and mentally from his time as a brainwashed executioner for an evil mage cult. No longer the pragmatic assassin always in control, he wrestles with becoming what he’s spent his life hunting: a demon-possessed abomination. He longs to return to his former glory, but the monster inside him demands blood and vengeance. With his future hanging in the balance, Lucanis must decide whether to give into the demon or control it.

some other ideas about what Lucanis' storyline may/could have been at a different point in time.

Taash is a Qunari agent with a specialization in infiltration -- a thief, basically. She can scale buildings, pick locks, and take out enemies with quick and brutal efficiency.

some other ideas about what Taash's storyline/character may/could have been at a different point in time. maybe Ben-Hassrath-y? infiltration and stuff reminds me of the 'spies and heists' version of the game that was reported on at one point.

This whole set of descriptions is so good, no notes ＼(￣▽￣)／

Spite was once a Spirit of Passion drawn to Lucanis's will to live, but years of torture and a desire for revenge has twisted him into a Demon of Obsession.

some other ideas about what Spite's storyline/character may/could have been at a different point in time. in-game we hear Spite referred to as a Spirit of Determination (Isabela, Rowan, Solas), and Mary Kirby has described Spite on social media as having the basic aspect of Defiance.

"The Godmother of the Antivan Crows" hhh＼(￣▽￣)／

Interesting backstory information on Rayan Ivenci

Dartonia's farming background and Timetri's military family background tracks with an in-game dialogue line Lucanis has in banter about how Crows often recruit from the army and the trades

Ivenci and Fletcher [Crows Merchant in the Diamond] are both non-binary and use they/them pronouns; they use they/them pronouns also in the game

The Crows are still recruiting and training minors, if a 15 year-old Crow is already well-trained in dual daggers. fledglings Dartonia and Timetri are given as 17.

"Chance is a stylish, dramatic Orlesian who joined the Crows to be their emmisary among the courts of Orlais. (French accent.)" - handy inspo grounds (just one example of many things you could hc) to hc why an Antivan Crow Rook doesn't have an Antivan accent, if you wanted. there is also the example of Heir, who is Orlesian (unless of course you simply hc them as having an Antivan accent :D)

The Treviso Market master's name is Sidestreet Alidare

Anaris had "half-possessed" Cyrian, via the mask as we saw

Anaris, an ancient elven "would-be" god. If you were a power-hungry and/or angry 'mortal' elf back then, it must have been maddening that only Ghil was granted ascension, and to live under Evanuris tyranny

Strife Dragonage is 50

Strife is a keen-eyed hunter who grew up in the elven city slums, but was taken in by the forest-dwelling Dalish elves and taught to be an expert woodsman. He's rugged, tough, adventurous, and doesn't suffer fools. He feels some disconnect between his city-upbringing and his current role as a hunter - somtimes Strife worries he's an imposter, not truly growing up with his people, but he's tried to take their teachings to heart. Strife is loyal to those who earn his friendship, and fiercely protective of his clan.

here I am simply quoting the Strife blurb, as a Strife appreciator. reference to his backstory as a Starkhaven City Elf and joining of Dalish Clan Morlyn, and the toughness he showed in Three Trees to Midnight. nice to see his perspective / thoughts explored a bit here as a City Elf who joined the Dalish and what that means to him and how he relates to the world.

IRELIN A Dalish elf who grew up in the woods, Irelin has learned the ancient and incredibly rare art of shapeshifting. She uses this ability to move secretly in the forest, scouting for her people. Practical and no-nonsense when it comes to defending her clan and her friends, she has a healthy distrust of outsiders, especially the humans who've persecuted and exploited her people for so long. Irelin takes a secret joy in the thrill and power of shapeshifting, however. She loves exploring as the different animals of the forest, and knows some of their paths better than anyone.

I loved seeing this info on/exploration of Irelin too. :)

Protect Evka and Antoine

Rook Thorne snippet: "If Rook is a Grey Warden, Greta [30] has met them before--they both became Wardens around the same time. Greta doesn't know Rook well--it's more like running into an old school mate--but she likes them". maybe this is simply in the game as dialogue ofc, but I haven't played a Thorne yet so I wouldn't know :)

"A cat" hhhhhh :D

Mae's age-range is 50

Dragon King: "Basically, a bad guy doing his evil bad guy best." lmao

Hezenkoss's creation is described as a "bone golem", taking me back to the flesh golems (Harvester etc) in prior DA games

Is "Sealed Spirit" the Formless One? since its description mentions possessing an undead dragon, and its in the Mourn Watch/Necropolis section.

Tarquin x Viper feels aaa

Vorgoth's whole segment (and Vorgoth as a character) is so fascinating. maybe they're a rogue, Thedas-loving member of the same type of entity as whatever the Executors are? some of the description here and their appearance in the game reminds me of the description of the Executor in TN and also the Executors' appearance in the DA:TV secret ending.

THE EXECUTOR APPEARANCE: Human-appearing CHARACTERDESCRIPTION: A masked and hooded figure that speaks like someone unfamiliar with language in general. Stilted, awkward, but with a low menace. SPEECHPATTERN: Stilted. Is trying to form words from thoughts that are far more complex than a regular person's.

also very intriguing, naturally. the way they're described (trying to form words from thoughts, being unfamiliar with language) makes them sound spirit/demon-y or adjacent.. it also reminds me somewhat of the description of the way the Cekorax was rendering speech (iirc) in TN. if the place they come from does indeed have empty settlements made of crystal and obsidian - well, entities unfamiliar with language etc in this kind of way might also be unfamiliar with regular settlements/mortal world settlements, no? at one point in time it may have been the idea that we would meet an Executor in-game as part of the story.

(like I said I know it being in the game files doesn't automatically make something canon, it's just fun to peruse and add to hcs or not etc. this post is just a bunch of personal headcanon/speculation really ^^)

[original source link]

[ruthytwoshakes]

HELLO GUESS WHO MADE ART OF THE SILLIES AGAIN????? i love them so much they’ve infested my brain,,,, I love women, ,,!!!! I’ve been making some sketches over the last couple of week,, some that will be turned into big epic drawings over the next couple of months hehehheh.

thank you @friendlyengie for your epic characters they bring me joy,, 👍👍👍👍👍

YAYYYYYY !!! OLD PEOPLE !! This one has been sitting in the drafts for a little while,, hhhh. I like to think that the medics have entirely grey hair and just,,, dye it. Uh oh It’s the last hair dye box in all of New Mexico ,, they’re having a cowboy standoff thing or whatever you call it

cringe fail loser sapphic at it again. ,,,,, , she horrible o love her ,

woah,, tnnahts a lot of woman. ,,and pupy!!!. Got a little bit obsessed with the acne on Quinn. I have pretty bad acne myself and most people don’t really add it to their characters and stuff,, makes me feel a little sad and ugly. So thank you very much for that!! It makes,me happy 👍👍👍👍👍

when I first saw spy,, I was like. Oh yeah. That’s,, the,,, the, . She friends with orginal spy I think,, . That would be a little silly ,,I think. So that’s my little itty bitty headcannon. They hate each other too but in silly bestie way. B))

Went a little crazy with the weird gay thing,, just a little bit,,,,, just a. Yeah.

WEIRD GAY THING AGAIN ?????!!!! NO Way bro…,, This is a sketch I plan to turn into a finished drawing!! Also I’m so proud of myself the perspective looks very epic B)) Also I think Quinn is the type to sleep without a shirt on but I don’t know if tumblr would like that if I drewed that so she gets shitty tank top instead. They are having sleepover in demos room if you can’t tell

also that fucking bongu post keeps on coming into my brain at the worst possible times ,, like I’ll be having a really serious conversation and the fucking bongu appears and I fucking lose it

FINAL SKETCH!!! This is a very rough sketch of a very epic and cool drawing I plan to finish. If anybody has any suggestions I’d love to hear it!, I am struggling with what to shove into the background. Also fuck yeah the golden spiral babey,, putting those 9th grade art class skills into use B))

This’ll be probably the most intricate art piece I’ve ever made,, wish me luck. I think I managed to fit all 18 mercs in there! Hopefully! I’ll double check later lol.

(Drawings of the mercs by friendlyengie). Me when the women 👁👁

that’s the end of all the drawings!! Thanks very much for looking at them hhh,,,, I did not spend 16 hours on this, you spent 16 hours on this

go follow friendlyengie they make some sick ass drawings,, good food right there babey B)). I hope I was able to kinda characterize them correctly!! I’m not very good at that yet,, but I’m getting better I think!!

Now off to visit your mother. (Study and plan for spring term and clean my room)

[aller-geez]

FINALLY, The fic I have been teasing!

Well, part 1 of 2!

(I may have gotten a little carried away with the preface of the night before, and after 4000 words I decided I needed to split it…)

Part 2 should be out in the next few days, and will be in collaboration with the lovely @thekinkyleopard who also owns Levi 🖤

Please enjoy some cold denial, obviously snz, some holdbacks (or I guess Rem’s attempts at holding back..) and of course, miserable Remi on the night before his 29th birthday 🖤

“So, the big 29 is tomorrow, huh, big guy?” The deep voice of his brother-in-law followed by the gentle nudge he gave the wolf’s shoulder broke him from the fog he was in, his slightly duller than usual green eyes adjusting back to reality as he turned his attention to the man next to him. With almost anyone else, Remi would have at the very least had some choice words for the person touching him, however, Biziil was already like a brother to him. The silver haired man had been dating both Remi and Levi’s sisters for a while now, and the girls never had anything bad to say about him. In fact, Remi couldn’t have picked out a better man himself for his sister, even if he was slightly intimidating to the large wolf.

“Yeah, I suppose so,” Remi responded with a small flash of a smile, clearing his throat gently as he adjusted himself in his wooden chair, the loud chatter of the crowded restaurant all blending together in the background around them. Remi seemed a little more distracted tonight than he usually did, although it was was a widely known fact that the wolf also hated his birthday. “Levi’s even making me have a party this year.” Remi’s head lolled towards the white haired man next to him who was deep in conversation with the two girls who sat on the opposite side of the booth, their fingers intertwined with each other’s as they chatted along. The mention of his name pulled Levi’s attention away from the girls and he smiled brightly at his boyfriend, who now sat with his head rested on his hand, elbow propped up on the table in front of him, but he still returned his smile as their eyes locked.

“What about Levi?” The leopard asked with a grin, taking notice of how tired his boyfriend looked as he sat there, the dark circles under the mans eyes hard to miss even in the dimly lit restaurant.

“Rem was just telling me about how you’re making him have a party this year?” Biz snorted a laugh as he grabbed his half full glass of water from the table, fixing the straw between his lips before sipping it.

Remi felt miles away even if he only sat a few feet from the group.

The wolf had been scrounging around the bus earlier that afternoon for a change of clothes while Levi was out running a last minute errand, and stumbled upon a black plastic bag that was tied up and stuffed in the back reaches of their shared closet. In his hurry to find something usable, all common sense was thrown to the wind and his sharp nails made quick work of the plastic, tearing a large hole into the side and allowing a light blue sweater to lazily spill out onto the floor. Without finding any other options thus far, the desperate wolf peeled the sweater from the bag, and pressed it to his face, inhaling deeply through his nose for a sniff test. Instantly, the large man’s bright green eyes began to water, an intense tickle building rapidly throughout his sinuses. “What the—?” The sweater was quickly removed from his face, and suddenly the soft black and grey hairs that littered the fabric where his face once was pressed caught his attention. Too late now.

“H’TSCHH!! HIHH’ITSCHH’IEWW!” Remi sneezed openly, spraying the sweater he held out in front of him. With a suddenly wet sniffle, the wolf grumbled obscenities under his breath, throwing the sweater deep into the closet again. Although that did nothing for the ever present tickle that now made itself home in the back of his nose. “Hhh..” His breath hitched, allergic tears threatening to spill over his eyelids already from the intensity. Waving one large hand in front of his face, his features remained twisted in pure helplessness as he tried to coax out the release he was denied. A few moments pass, and the stubborn itch retreated back into his nose, leaving the wolf painfully congested and desperate for the onslaught to subside. With the knuckle of his index finger pressed under his nose, Remi quickly made his way into the bathroom, where he fumbled to open the medicine cabinet on the wall, the mirror hitting the paint behind it as it flung open. As his thin fingers combed through the various bottles of god knows what they had in the cabinet, the burning within his nose made itself known yet again, despite his knuckle pressed against his septum. Remi never was any good at holding them back..

“H’IITSSCHHH’IIEW!! IH’TTSCHH! —TSCHH!” Each itchy sneeze continued to get messier, until his hand was soaked in small droplets, his eyes watering so badly he could barely see. With a quick swipe, he tore off a small amount of the toilet paper that hung up on the wall beside him, and blew his uncooperative nose into it with a thick gurgle. Thankfully, it was enough to repel the intense quivering of his nostrils enough to be able to locate the familiar white and pink bottle of Benadryl that was tucked in the corner of the cabinet.

“There you are, you little shit..” Remi grumbled, fishing two pink pills from the bottle and popping them into his mouth, swallowing them with ease with just the saliva in his mouth. As the pills slid down his throat, his now bloodshot eyes flew open, realizing his terrible mistake. “Welp, I hope I bake it till the edd of didder with Biz add the girls before passigg out..” The wolf muttered to himself, his voice thick with congestion, replacing the cap on the bottle of Benadryl and sniffling wetly.

**********************************************************************************************************

“Yeah, of course I’m making him have a party this year! The man is horrible about his birthday and hasn’t even let me celebrate for the past 3 years!” Levi playfully put his hands on his hips as he spoke, an excited grin plastered on his freckled cheeks. He had been planning things to do for Remi’s birthday party for weeks; since Remi gave him the ‘shrug of approval’ after intense pleading on Levi’s part. When the man was asleep, he planned to decorate the bus they lived in to surprise him, and he had the recipe perfected for an amazing cake he just knew Remi would absolutely love. The gang was to come over to party and celebrate with them until the next morning, to which they were all going to head over to Remi’s favorite diner to have breakfast. It was a typical Levi plan, which is the only reason the grumpy wolf agreed to the idea.

Still propped up on the table on one elbow, the large man smiled back at the leopard, a breathy chuckle leaving him in response to the very true accusation. As he opened his mouth to explain himself to Biz’s and the girl’s shocked gaze, the familiar tickle in his nose that he knew so well caught him off guard, causing the wolf to gasp slightly before scrubbing at his twitchy nostrils with his knuckles.

“Hey, you good?” Biz’s concern for his brother in law was apparent in his tone, his violet eyes searching Remi’s exhausted, run down features. “You aren’t getting sick, are you?”

Remi shook his head quickly, waving his hand frantically in front of him in defense as his other hand rubbed deep, full circles against his nose, trying desperately to kill the distracting itch. “No, no, definitely not.. I Hahh-..” The tickle in the wolf’s nose only seemed to get more intense the more he tried to make it go away, causing his breath to catch but not enough to be productive, leaving his mouth slightly open and his eyelids fluttering helplessly. After a moment of suspense and nothing to show for it, he slumped back into the wooden chair with a frustrated sigh.

“No way, by allergies are actigg up.” Remi finally finished, trying to ignore the concerned look his boyfriend was giving him from down the booth. “I accidedtally foudd Levi’s jacket he wears after shiftigg earlier.. I swear its really just allergies. I’b fide,” The wolf’s voice was thick with congestion but he was able to give the others a rather convincing smile, despite how tight his face felt already from the building pressure behind his eyes. One thin hand suddenly came to rest on the wolf’s knee, and Levi scooted in towards his boyfriend, rubbing tenderly in reassurance.

Levi already knew. Remi might have been able to convince himself that he wasn’t going to be out of commission tomorrow, but the feline knew his mate better than anyone else. But then again, who was he to give him a reality check?

With a wet snort, Remi’s gaze was adverted to the floor beside him, a soft blush dusting his already reddened cheeks from the amount of eyes on him. By this time, Meeko and Connie who were still sitting as close as possible to each other with their fingers still interlocked were even focused on him, his younger sister’s lime green eyes laced with worry.

“Rem, are you sure? You just look really tired..” The pitiful tone of the girl’s voice made him grit his teeth tightly, and when Biziil clapped one of his own pale hands against Remi’s shoulder empathetically, the wolf flew up from the table, his heavy wooden chair squeaking loudly as it was forced back. The group suddenly became silent to watch the volatile man, unsure what to expect from the sudden outburst.

“Excuse be..” Remi grumbled, his voice hitching on the last word almost silently, but it definitely caught the attention of his boyfriend.

Without another word, he excused himself from the table, quickly darting for the bathroom in the back of the restaurant. His nostrils flared helplessly under the single knuckle he scrubbed desperately against them, bright toxic green orbs quickly filling with tears as he tried to hold back the tickle that tried so desperately to escape.

Not here.. not in front of so many people.. the wolf thought to himself in a panic.

His long legs carried him quickly through both of the crowded dining rooms, around booths and tables full of people who gave him a judgmental glare as he slid past them, and finally into the hallway that would obscure him from watchful eyes that led directly to both bathrooms before the buzzing of his nose finally won out.

“H-h’ngkt’ischhh!! HhH’Nght’tschh!” Remi half stifled into his elbow before once again scrubbing at his itchy nose, the release having done nothing to relieve the tickle that burned within his sinuses. “Nnnng..” he groaned after exhaling slowly, his head swiftly filling up with more congestion. Suddenly, the wolf had a hand at his shoulder, giving him a gentle squeeze before the familiar body of his mate was wrapped around his waist from behind, causing him to jump in response before relaxing into him. Remi wasn’t usually startled whenever healthy, however the somehow both stuffed and runny nose he currently had definitely blocked his ability to smell anyone approaching him, thus making him an easy target.

“You okay back here, my love?” Levi’s sweet voice was like music to the wolf’s stuffed ears, and the anxiety melted from his rugged features. The cat’s thin arms rubbed at his mate’s chest tenderly, a freckled cheek pressed against the man’s warm back. With a telling liquidy snuffle, Remi swiped at his streaming nose with the sleeve of his suit, a wet trail joining the rest that already stained the fabric there.

“Yeah, I just dod’t wadt to be babied by by sister add her boyfriedd because by allergies are actigg up..” The large man grumbled thickly, his pride obviously hurt by the interaction.

Levi couldn’t help but let out a gentle chuckle at how someone of Remi’s size could have such a LARGE ego, but he only tightened his tender grasp on the wolf’s frame when he felt the familiar swell of his chest.

“ih’ttschh! ht’tttszch!! iht’tsschieww!” The large man pitched forward sharply with each sneeze, his eyes streaming against the single index finger he had pressed against his septum. Thankfully his last fit seemed to keep the irritating tickle at bay, climbing back up into his overcrowded sinuses, and leaving him slightly dazed. Purring softly behind him, Levi fished in his own pocket for the tissues he always carried for just occasions like this, and once his thin fingers slid past the plastic that wrapped them, he stuffed the personal pack of tissues into the wolf’s slightly clammy hands. The older man tossed him a defeated look of gratitude, before pulling out a tissue from the top and loudly blowing his nose into it.

“Cmon baby, let’s go home. Biz already picked up the tab for us for your birthday, and he and the girls said they’d be over tomorrow for your party.” Levi cooed, still wrapped around Remi’s waist from behind.

Remi let out a raspy sigh. He would never admit it, but he did kinda feel like shit.. The constant buzzing in his nose just seemed to get more and more aggressive as time went on, and he was starting to get a very raw feeling down his throat that made him a little uneasy.

Shaking his head quickly to dismiss any other thoughts, the raven haired man snuffled through his full nostrils, and finally nodded in agreement. “Alright, let’s go home..”

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

“Okay Mr. Birthday Boy! I know it’s not your birthday quite yet, but you get to pick the movie we watch before bed, okay?” Levi chimed happily as the two men pushed their way through the door of their fully converted school bus RV. The leopard was cheery as always, prancing up the stairs into the living room with his butt swaying back and forth with excitement. Remi, however, came trudging up slowly behind him, trying to hide the pure exhaustion that coated his features. He flashed a tired smirk in the leopards direction, already peeling the jacket to his suit off of his muscular frame and tossing it lazily to the side.

“I feel like you already know what I’m going to pick though..” he chuckled in a hoarse voice, clearing his throat softly to avoid the cough that caught in his chest as he spoke. Remi was notorious for always picking the same movie; his one guilty pleasure comfort that Levi was the only one besides his sister, Meeko, that knew about.

“Rem, come onnnn…” Levi whined to his mate playfully, removing his own suit jacket and folding it neatly over his arm, unlike the large man in front of him. “That can’t seriously be the only movie you ever want to watch..” The leopard gave Remi a quick shake of his head to show his shame, the white strands of his hair falling messily across his freckled forehead.

By this time, the wolf had managed to completely strip out of his fitting smoke grey suit down to just his boxers, the sudden quick bobs of his head as he changed causing his already noticeably red nostrils to leak profusely.

“Uh, Hey, who’s birthday is it agaid? Whed it’s your birthday you get to pick the bovie…“ Remi smirked again while helplessly dabbing at the already raw, chapped skin around his nostrils with a tissue he had retrieved from his suit, which brought a sarcastic eye roll from Levi, but was followed a smile. With another thick snort and a grumble under his breath at the ever present congestion that filled his already rather empty head, Remi managed to retrieve a deep crimson button up sweater from the back of the couch beside him and lazily drape it over his lanky frame.

Levi had already thrown on some teal silk sweatpants and a tee shirt in place of his once formal attire, and was sifting through their surprisingly large collection of movies with thin fingers, his butt wiggling in the air behind him. When the cat managed to find the movie he was looking for, he clicked his tongue loudly before swiping it from its place and thrusting it in the air above his head with a huge grin.

“Found it!” The feline giggled happily, bouncing back over to their shared bed that was blanketed in stuffies, with Remi already making himself comfortable in his usual spot with the small pack of tissues clutched tightly in one hand.

Levi couldn’t help but smile at the adorable picture Remi made among all of the brightly colored plushies, the wolf’s red cheeks and nose giving him a more animated appearance despite his constantly streaming eyes and mouth that hung slightly ajar as he struggled to breathe through the congestion. The cat’s ivory hands popped open the disk case, and carefully took out the DVD by the edges, before sliding it into the DVD player on their tv that hung on the wall of the bus. After a few seconds, the black screen faded to the title screen.

“The Princess Bride” the screen said in large letters, the familiar music causing a smile to tug at the corners of Remi’s mouth. Once the movie began to play, Levi scurried quickly back to the large bed, diving under the blankets and wrapping himself in the wolf’s strong arms, sighing in contentment when the older man pulled him tightly to his chest.

Remi could recite every line of The Princess Bride, and against the leopard’s wishes, usually did so under his breath throughout the whole movie, bright green orbs locked on the TV. However, this time was a bit different..

The words Levi had got accustomed to having breathed directly into his ear were scarce and far between this time, every few moments punctuated by an unproductive snuffle that seemed to get more and more frustrated as they went on. As they neared introducing Remi’s favorite character which usually drew a large reaction from the wolf, the buzzing that had finally subsided within his dampened nostrils roared to the front of his sinuses before he had a chance to catch it.

“h’dzzshh’uu! —’tschuu!!” Remi sneezed openly to the side, the air suddenly misted with hundreds of small droplets that cascaded down on the bed, although Levi’s exposed arm got the brunt of it. Before the feline could even turn his head to address his mate, the wolf’s sensitive nose exploded into another itchy fit.

“ih’ttschh! ht’tttszch!’iuh! hih— Ht’tssch’iew!! Sdnff—!”

Without another word to Levi, his freckled fingers quickly drew a handful of tissues from the box they kept on their nightstand, and he attempted to thrust them into the wolf’s trembling hands, but the other’s face was still twisted up desperately as the burning inside his poor nose only seemed to increase.

“I’b hih—! not d-donee!” Remi hitched helplessly, his huge chest hiking up and up as his wet nostrils flared, only a small sliver of glowing green iris visible under the pools of tears that poured over his eyelids.

Thinking quickly, Levi cupped one hand around the back of Remi’s head, and the other hand full of tissues pressed firmly around the wolf’s raw nose, his thumb and index finger on each side and pressing in on his quivering nostrils just in time.

“hH’kngt! Gnxxxt’iew!! HAh—! HIH’IITSCH’IEW!” The last sneeze tore through the wolf’s throat at an unexpected volume, even making Remi grimace before sniffling a few times, taking the wad of tissues from the felines hands and fully blowing his nose into them with a liquidy gurgle. Trying to rid his sinuses of the pressure that continuously got more intense with each unsuccessful sniffle, Remi rubbed quick circles into his dampened nostrils, a soft clicking noise could be heard from inside his nose as he rubbed.

“Nnnnh, sorry babe..” Remi apologized gently to the cat who still sat perched on the bed in front of him, concern filling Levi’s ocean blue eyes as the older man ducked into his shoulder, a short fit of ticklish coughs capturing all his attention now.

“Remi..” the cat’s voice was gentle as he rolled over to now have his dainty frame wrapped around the wolf’s huge one, his fingers combing through Remi’s jet black hair in reassurance.

It only took a few moments for the rhythmic motions of his mates fingers up and down his scalp to suddenly put the large man to sleep, and before long, the thick snores from the wolf’s stuffed nose filled the bus as he slept. With a small frown, the leopard got comfortable next to the older man, his limbs draped completely over Remi as they always were when they slept.

Levi placed a tender kiss in the middle of the the wolf’s sweaty back, his lips ghosting across the dampened skin as he whispered.

“Twenty nine, huh? You’d almost think you were celebrating your birthday as One Year Sicker, and not one year older every year..”

The cat chuckled near silently to himself, and slowly drifted off to sleep around the snoring wolf.

[kiwibirb1]

hhh still not sure on names but whatever greying wings introduction to meetup au (it does not go great) (remember party refers to the entire group bc d&d is built into my soul) (name ref here) (Also, GW!girls are referred to as their nicknames from the get go here but they dont actually get or use them until later)

uh this got long so theres a break now

*The entire party is chilling in a clearing, when suddenly loud wingbeats sound overhead. Everyone immediately stands up, grabbing whatever weapons they have, expecting herons to descend upon them. Instead, something falls out of the sky, a whirlwind of black feathers crashing down with a shout. Everyone looks at each other in confusion, attention returning to the creature as it groans and stands up, black wings stretching out to their full capacity. It brushes itself off, looking up to the sky, seemingly unaware of the people surrounding it. More wingbeats sound, and it smiles up at something it sees, waving and calling out.*

Black(GW!Marcy): Sorry guys, I tripped on something! *Faint shouts come from the sky, something along the lines of "How do you trip while flying!?", and it laughs, finally taking in it's surroundings. It makes eye contact with Psych, and freezes, wings immediately drawing inwards, becoming nearly invisible in the blink of an eye.* Black: O-oh. Sorry. I didn't see you. U-um, don't worry, I'm with a pure- Vagabond: Another one!? Seriously!? How many alternate universes are there? WV!Marcy: Even the core doesn't know that. Black: Uh, am I interrupting something or- *Their [Black] gaze travels to WV!Marcy, and they suddenly breaks off in speech.* You look just like me! But you don't have wings, I didn't think that was possi- *Their speech gets cut off once again, but this time it is by flurry of white and grey feathers, which fall away to reveal two girls, looking to be around 15, just like the first, standing protectively over the black-haired one.* Grey(GW!Sasha): They're with us. Wait- who the fuck are you and why do you look exactly like Anne? *She points her newly drawn sword at Sapphire, eyes narrowed in a glare. White(GW!Anne), places a hand on her shoulder, but her eyes are hardened as well, widening as she looks around the camp.* White: You all look like us. But some of you are old. And none of you have wings. *Heron steps forward, and Grey and White step back, wings spreading as if to hide Black, who's head peeks out curiously, but seems comfortable hidden behind them. Heron: Am sure yer all confused, we all were at firs'. Te start off, Am going to assume yer names are Sasha, Anne, and Marcy? *Grey nods slowly, sword point lowering slightly.* Wonderful. So are we. That damned cat- Domino: Heron your supposed to call it the Guardian, only the other Annes know it's a cat. Heron: Yeah yeah whatever the weird deity thing decided to throw us all together for shits and giggles and Ah guess yer the most recent additions. Black: Why are you Scottish? Heron: WHY DOES EVERYONE SAY THAT?? ToaF!Anne: Yeah yeah we know Heron's Scottish it's weird anyway more importantly you guys got wings? That's cool as shit! How'd you get them? And why are they different colors? *At this comment, Black seems to draw her wings even closer to herself, ducking back down.* White: Uh, everyone has wings? Grey: None of your business. *The clearing goes quiet at the opposing answers, while Grey and White glare at each other.* White: Do you want to get darker? Grey: Oh yeah let's not talk about how grey you were before it reset you huh? *They start to bicker, and Black hesitantly moves away from them, still standing at a distance from the rest of the group. CF!Marcy waves at them, dragging her own girls over as well. Black steps to the side slightly, wings somehow pulling in even smaller, but they doesn't outright leave.* CF!Marcy: Hi, I'm [GIVE ME NAME SUGGESTIONS PLEASE], this is Mouse and [CF!Sasha]. Your's fight a lot too, huh? Black: U-uh yeah, they do, even though we're not really supposed to. They always forgive each other.. afterwards though... *They trail off, eyes locked on the other's wings* CF!Sasha: Okay since neither of them answered, why are your guy's wings different colors? Just like a normal wing-person thing? *Black winces, but sighs, answering.* Black: First, we're angels, not "wing-people". And when you sin, your feathers grey, but it can be undone if you're forgiven. That's why Sasha's are so dark. Anne got reset by the Guardian, which is why she's nearly pure white. Mouse: Okay, but why are you black? Black: ...I was getting to that. When you commit an unforgivable sin, or at least one that is perceived as so, you fall. Black wings are the mark of a fallen angel. CF!Sasha: Damn, what did- *CF!Marcy cuts her off, as Black folds her wings inwards, over her head.* CF!Marcy: I want you to think long and hard about the common factor. CF!Sasha: Oh. Sorry. Black: It... It's fine, I'm used to it. This is actually the uh best reaction I've gotten so...

[fics4you]

Hi!!! Could you write a SVT Hoshi snzfic with Dino as Caretaker??? Thank youuuu

Sickie: Hoshi

Caretaker: Dino

Tiger vs cats

Prompt chosen specifically because I want a kitten

Hoshi had a big heart, that was a well known fact. He tried to hide it under his performance leader aura and stage presence, but every once in a while it would come out like the force of a tiger. The #1 place this came out was around the maknae, and the #2 was around cute animals.

So when Soonyoung was walking home from a dance practice and he heard a rustling in the bushes he quickly became intrigued. He went over carefully to not startle the creature. When out of the bushes a small grey kitten crawled out. He smiled at the cute critter and reached his hand out, "hey cutie" he said softly. The kitten came closer and sniffled Soonyoung's hand before nudging at his hand with its tiny nose, Soonyoung smiled at the precious critter, before her gently picked it up, "hello precious" he kissed the ball of fluff on the top of her head. "Can I call you Princess?" He said, he sniffled, ignoring the itchy sensation growing in his nose and eyes.

He carried the furry critter back to his dorm, nuzzling it as he went. He was almost to the dorm when he felt the overwhelming need to sneeze, so he turned his head towards his shoulder "etchh-ew hhh-ktcehw hektchew- htchew" he sniffled and rubbed his nose against his shoulder, the kitten let out a distressed meow, "sorry princess" he sniffled, an overactive immune system wasn't going to stop him from caring for the adorable and lovable fur ball he rescued.

Upon arriving back to the dorm he was met by Chan, who was excited he wasn't home alone anymore, having become bored after nearly two hours, but he was shocked upon seeing a puffy eyed, red nosed Sooyoung instead. "hyung oh my gosh, are you okay?!" The maknae said in shock, the dancer smiled and nodded, "yep! Look at this cutie" he said, he carried the kitten inside, pausing to sneeze, causing the kitten to startle and scratch Soonyoung, which resulted in a light scolding from the dancer. The maknae was watching the scene in shock, "uh... Hyung aren't you-"

"hektchew- htchew hhh- ktchew- tkcheew"

"allergic to-"

"ktchew-! Ehh-ktchew! HhkTchew!"

"cats"

"only a little bi-hh-hit- ktchew-!" The maknae shook his head, "bless you" he went over to Soonyoung, the kitten struggling against his hold, he took the adorable fur ball away from the sneezy dancer. "Thank you" Soonyoung said softly, he went over to the couch and took a tissue out of the box sitting there, he blew his nose, causing both Princess and Chan to flinch. "Hyung, she needs to go" Chan said looking at the cat, "no! She's so cute and she was all alone!" He exclaimed. And she can't go to the hiphop unit dorm because of Vernon and Mingyu, and can't go to the vocal unit dorm because of Seokmin, so we have to take care of him"

"Hyung, what about you? You're literally having a full on allergic reaction." Chan exclaimed in shock, he looked at his hyung's arms, covered in bright red rash, "I'm worried you're going to stop breathing!" He said, just as Soonyoung tried to protest he had to turn away once again, "hekttchhew ektchew! KkTChew! HtChew!! Ehh- TChEew!"

"bless you" the cat yowled, "I'll tell you what Hyung, she can live in the backyard. And we can feed her, take care of her and that way you can still see her, but not always be covered in cat hair." He glanced at Soonyoung's shirt, the black and red shirt was littered with grey hairs. Soonyoung frowned slightly, but he knew it was for the best, he took the kitten from Chan and carried her to the fenced-in backyard, he kissed her before closing the door. Immediately he sneezed, "bless you" Chan said, he went over to his hyung and patted his back, "you need to shower. You're covered in cat hair." Soonyoung couldn't argue there, he was starting to get a headache from sneezing so much, and his eyes honestly were burning.

While he showered Chan rinsed off and changed his clothes before vacuuming the living room, the couch, and then wiping down the tables, chairs and entryway. He went upstairs and collected the contaminated clothes and put them in the wash, alongside his own clothes and then changed again.

He came downstairs to a much less sneezy and brighter looking hyung, but it was obvious that Soonyoung was still facing the remains of his reaction. "Benadryl" Chan said simply, having the blister pack to his friend, who took it with no complaints.

"let's watch a movie"

"can we watch the aristocats?" Soonyoung asked, Chan laughed but agreed immediately. The two of them watched the movie until the Chinese members returned, "did you guys know there's a cat in our yard?" Jun asked, causing Sooyoung to laugh and explain the events of the day to an entertained audience.

[quackquackcey]

Ch. 6: Hedgehogs, Honey, & Hazelnut-Covered Strawberries

Written for @hdcandyheartsfest day 6 prompt: bakery. 708 words. Many thanks to my beta @wqtson​! 💛

Start from beginning on AO3 here, or click the #fic: HHHS tag.

Summary:

A chance meeting—or is it a setup?—leads to the start of a relationship filled with buttery baked goods, sweet smelling flowers, and hedgehogs.~ 🌹🦔

They fell into a little routine. After Draco visited Potter’s flower shop, Potter visited his patisserie-bakery shop, and they sort of visited back and forth like that to the point that Draco didn’t have to make up excuses for wanting a bouquet anymore, and Potter would intentionally come near closing time to chat with Draco over pastries. 

Draco had just flipped the sign on the shop door to ‘CLOSED’ and sat down in his flat’s sitting room to flip through the ‘Meanings of Flowers’ booklet with hazelnut-covered strawberries and a cup of Earl Grey tea when a familiar mop of inky hair popped up outside the window.

“Potter,” greeted Draco as he walked downstairs to the shop and cracked open the door. “We’re closed.”

He moved to shut the door, but Potter wedged the tip of his oxford shoes in before he could, then widened the crack enough to stick his head inside. “Don’t be like that,” said Potter with an easy grin that caught Draco off-guard every time. “I brought takeaway.” He raised a paper bag and wafted the smell of spices and creamy tomatoes towards Draco. “Your favourite,~” he sing-songed.

Draco begrudgingly opened the door, as if he wasn’t going to let Potter in all along. “Butter chicken?” he asked as he peeked in the bag.

When he looked up, Potter’s face was much closer than he thought it’d be, and he nearly headbutted Potter in surprise, but lost his balance instead.

Potter caught him by the small of his back. “Alright there?” murmured Potter. His breath blew hot against Draco’s cheek.

“F-Fine.” Draco straightened himself and put some distance between them, although Potter immediately walked past and poked around as he usually did—a very nosy, curious creature, Draco had noticed, just as he’d been at Hogwarts. 

“Everyone’s gone,” noted Potter after a peek into the kitchen. “It’s just you?”

Draco huffed and walked back upstairs. “If you’re disappointed, you’re welcome to leave.”

“I didn’t say that,” said Potter, nabbing a few leftover pastries from the kitchen before catching up to Draco. “I brought some Muggle video games for Nott and Goyle to try out, but I can just get you to pass it on to them.”

“What, so you’re treating me like an owl now?” 

Potter made himself at home on Draco’s sofa. “Strawberry lemonade, please,” he said, completely ignoring Draco’s question as he took the takeaway boxes out of the bag and set them on the coffee table.

Draco rolled his eyes, but went off to the kitchen to fetch two pitchers of homemade, fresh-squeezed strawberry lemonade he’d prepared this morning and two glasses. It was one of his daily pleasures, and ever since he’d let Potter try it, Potter had become hooked as well. 

Perhaps a little too hooked, since Draco found himself making triple the volume that he used to.

“It’s like crack,” said Harry over their butter chicken chicken tikka masala when Draco told him he needed to start bringing him lemons and strawberries if he was going to drink nearly two pitchers in one sitting. 

Draco stared at him blankly.

“It’s an illegal Muggle drug,” clarified Harry. “Very addictive.”

“...You just called my lemonade an addictive, illegal Muggle drug.”

Harry shoved another big bite of chicken tikka into his mouth. “In the best way. You know, without all the dangerous side effects.”

“Mm.” Draco pointed his spoon at Potter as he sipped his lemonade, clearing the rich, buttery tomato taste coating his tongue. “Has anyone ever told you that you suck at giving compliments?”

“No,” said Potter, “because I’m great at them.”

“A twelve-year-old would be better,” muttered Draco.

Potter set down his spoon. “Oh, yeah? Then give me a compliment if I’m so bad at it.”

“What? Why are you turning this on me now?”

“You’re the one griping about my inability to compliment, so now you have to back it up,” Potter settled back on the sofa, arm propped on the backrest, and it was unfairly hot how his forearms looked with his sleeves rolled up. “Go on, then. I’m waiting.”

So Draco sat there, mind short circuiting with many, many thoughts that he probably shouldn’t voice, and not for the first time, he cursed his big mouth.

[theboysfromaustin]

June 1, 2025

“Man, I got a lot of crap.”

“I just realized neither you nor I moved much of anything into this house,” Gav hefted a box over the threshold.  “Well yeah, I had a duffel bag and you had a shitty backpack,” Kazuo stacked a bag on top of the box.  “I'm just glad I don't have any furniture that needed to come.”

“Did you really only have a mattress, a card table and a chair all this time?” Gav surveyed the stack of boxes.  “Yeah, that and my crappy black and white TV.  This is mostly clothing, medical shit and army stuff - and a lot of it's paperwork.” “That it?” Kazuo leaned on the doorframe.  “Yeah, now we just gotta get it upstairs,” Wade hoisted a box, turned, and stumbled over his feet, dropping the box.

It broke open, spilling things everywhere, Wade wincing.  A wooden box broke open, something small and metal clattering across the floor.  “Shit, I'm so…” Kazuo knelt down, and froze, “Wade…?” Wade looked up from where he was grabbing clothes with Gav.

Wade stopped dead, staring.

His expression was one of fear.

Kazuo stared at the Purple Heart in his hand.  Wade dropped to his hands and knees, shaking.

Hyperventilating.

“Ah, hey…” Gav dropped down next to him, pulling Wade's head to his chest.  Kazuo dropped the medal, rushing over, “Wade, honey…” Wade's gaze was fixed, “Hh..hh���hh….hhh….” “It's okay,” Gav rested his head on Wade's, “Breathe.  Breathe.” “That…that…no.  No.  No.  No.  Put it away.  Put it away.  It..i-i-it…”

Kazuo got up, putting the medal back into its box, closing it the best he could.  Wade slumped silently against Gav, whole body shaking.  Kazuo returned, leaning on him to sandwich the stricken man between himself and Gav.  They both recognized the panic attack.  Dermot had them.  Ian had had them.

“Wade?”

His grey eyes darted back and forth, “Oh, god, I….” “It's okay.” “You don't have to talk.”  Wade slumped forward, face to the wood, whimpering.  Gav stroked Wade's hair, “Lay here.  Collect your thoughts.” Wade felt like shit.  He'd known Gav and Kazuo all of 3 days, and here he was having a massive panic attack.

Kazuo draped himself over Wade's body, gently kissing his neck.  He'd done this with Ian many times - pressure and body heat had always helped him.  Sure, Wade was brand new to the family, but Kazuo loved him.  So did Gav.  Wade's body quivered.  He hadn't looked at that thing in years.  

He'd boxed it up as soon as he'd gotten it.

He hadn't wanted it.

He'd wanted Rick.

Kazuo hummed softly while Gav stroked his hair.  His stomach began to unknot.  “Are you okay?” Kazuo's voice was soft, full of concern.  Wade sighed, “I'm so fucking sorry, I…” “It's okay.  We understand.” Wade let out a shuddering sigh, “Should have thrown that thing out….bad memories…”

Kazuo rolled off him to press the sides of their heads together, “Do you wanna…?” Wade sat up with a sigh, “I got that when…when I got back to the US after being discharged from a German hospital.  For being wounded in the line of duty.  They act like it's some badge of honor, but when…when you lose…”

Wade trailed off, “Rick was buried with his.  I never wanted to be a war hero.  I was there just to be a medic, to help soldiers and civilians.  I wanted to help….I've always wanted to help…I'd forgotten I still had it.” “Do you want to, uh…?” 

“Can we bury it?”

Wade's voice was soft, “I know I can't bury it with Rick, but…” “We can bury it under the rosebush,” Kazuo let his lips brush Wade's cheek, “Ian planted roses after I gave them to him after our first real date.  It's a good spot.” Wade nodded, “That would be nice.  Thank you.”

Gav held his arms out and Wade slumped into them, tears streaming down his face.  Kindness.  He'd been taken into the family and shown love immediately…love he hadn't felt in years.  “You're family.  We love you.” “Oh god, you guys, you're so good to me.” “Of course,” Kazuo stroked his chin, “You deserve love.”

Wade sighed.  A weight had been lifted.  This was a new beginning.  What Rick's dying wish had been for him.

“Hey, Skippy, you have a good life, hear?  I love you.”

Wade whimpered softly, hearing Rick’s voice.  Yeah…

He would have a good life.

[castle-dominion]

castle 7x1 driven

the finding castle episode liveblog

previously yeah yeah I watched the last ep a week ago it's fine

Oh no he dead

Bros hold her back

yeah hot af.

(surprised alexis & martha aren't doing the same)

Noooo they are muddying Yet Another wedding dress!!!!

Dun dun dun he ain't there!

Esposito helping becks up the hill <3

(wow ryan hair)

I wonder if they filmed parts of this the previous season before hiatus

He's right, change, but it would be Cool to see becks doing Cop Stuff in her wedding dress. Just like. Tie it up lol.

what was that little skip there in ryan's run?

uh Tell Him why

mum noticed the red tail light stuff.

Oh no pieces.

Dragged him away

Love rysposito half fancy. Reminds me of 4x1 look

See? turned on remotely! Things u can do! But castle's never could be, after that debacle w/ bracken & beckett? no way.

Fruit stands my beloved.

See? how WOULD you remember that? unless it went TWICE!

Love how they have those windbreakers.

"Not far the way I’m going to drive."

Why is my man running away if he's a normal guy?

good frame rate

*checking the gps on his phone* love it

oh NO it's getting CRUSHED lmao I loVE it!

early title card

Ooh car maze!!! I love it!

she just TACKLES him!

Love rysposito holding her off.

love the chains.

becks uh beckett my dude chill CHILL

AFTER THAT THERE'S NINE MORE!?!?

Looks like it is the same day still. Beckett changed at the wedding but she is wearing the same clothes now at the precinct & rysposito have changed too now

esposito looks so Happy!

(nice pic they are using for castle lol)

JE: So you can do what to him? (off her look) I was watching. Getting booted of the force is not going to help anything.

It's just like s4 finale/s5 premier

conveiniently lousy

Gates my beloved <3 (but she should be booted off the case) Oh wait nvm. unless you give me cause to.

sus fbi moments

friends & family & also just regular employees

In the event hhh

connors is right that IS sus.

it MIGHT have smth to do w her.

It's like that sammy keyes final book!

communication!!!

Alexis looks so unwell jhfsjksdlfj

MR: Your father will be home before you know it.

Me: How long is the show's hiatus?

Who's bringing the coffee? Becks it's obv not going to be castle

Esposito. He really loves her.

(someone had to bring her coffee. idk if I'll liveblog the audio commentary)

*knowing bracken himself is not behind this, esp not this early on*

3xk, mickey barbozza was the most recent one,,,

Esposito's scar is so Something

*knowing it isn't exactly castle's dad*

Vinny the scar!

Yeah he accused him of murder!

"What can I do to help?"

I love vinny

"this I did not know"

love the grey area love vinny love this stuff. Wait is it vinny or vinnie?

Already in the morning?

Panini <3

"that does not happen" I love the scar

*is castle* (that's not how it works)

JE: getting mad

Love ryan & esposito taking two different angles

Ryan give her a hug

that's true! we already have this stuff w 3xk!

girl he took voice lessons to sound like esposito he could surely take body movement lessons

(btw love the outfits & ig lighting too & all this stuff & the acting is good too.)

Martha sus.

Makes sense to me. Run off the road by an suv of COURSE I'd pay to have it crushed! it made me mad!

Exceot he asked for it to be crushed before!! it ran him off.

Martha sounds happy he's alive while becks sounds mad he's lying

it's authentic. & terrific?

{Why was CASTLE the one to pay for the car to get crushed tho?}

yeah why WASN'T castle under duress?

walking away from bekett would also mean walking away from alexis, that would NOT happen?

Vinnie turned over the money to help his friend Castle!

Mum guessed it was her wedding gift, like for castle's bday the 100th episode.

Call castle's dad

Love the handwriting & the montage scene.

WHERE HER MOM'S MURDER BOARD WAS HHH

Shawn Wash. Love how it's the same two paragraphs repeated over & over lol. Good set design. Well idk but fun set design.

SHE'S CALLING ALL THE WAY TO FRANCE! does she speak french fluently? or just some?

the chair!

noooo closing the shutters!

*little boat*

reminds me of that book where the mom was mentally ill so they couldn't ask for help when they were trapped in the boat.

"this is the USA coast guard, please move."

'this is the canadian lighthouse, that's not gonna happen'

What if you are knocked out & CAN'T ANSWER that u need help?

it wasn't the MIDDLE of the atlantic ocean babes!

THREE BULLET HOLES???

Like peter at the tomb

worst part is SHE didn't do anything to get him back, it just took time & a bullet shot boat

alexis <3

my man has a sunburn

going to be in a coma or smth. Girl chill it's ok. Don't expect him to wake up..

not treat him but... LOOK at him... soOOOO GOOD

yucky coffee.

esposito asking the hard questions. We need a devil's advocate!

ryan's pants look odd with that jackett or at least in this lighting

*beckett right behind them*

take a drink every time u hear the word dinghiy

Yay coast guard captain

my man is so smart.

Was she on the screen call with him at the hospital?

"henry jenkins" or so he's called

a month ago?

lmao look at those rods.

blue blue blue eyes omG

stole his clothes lol

key SEWN into his pants?

so he WAS shot!

a few WEEKS ago???

the other guy said nobody was home.

love the use of the word negative instead of just no.

*thinks the garbage bags contain castle's body parts before remembering he's in the hospital*

two person tent. Looking at the interior it looks more like a five folk tent. (well five if they sleep in mummy bags & head to toe)

"or some kids hanging around taking it for a joyride"

why wouldn't "they" clean up the tent?

late 30s (early 40s)

*takes esposito with her*

the tux would not be put away that way but I'll take it. Esposito is so mad at castle.

his wedding shoes!

his watch!

he was tracking the news to see if they had been able to find/rescue him yet

martha is so happy!

first thing he did was ask for you!

RC: Just so you know, the doctor said that kissing will speed my recovery.

I could clip

yeah it IS supposed to be a joke. I deal with being in a car collision with humour! We keep having crap to deal with when we are trying to get married, it's just so silly silly!

he's a writer he needs to start at the beginning

I think u can tell he is not faking it

he looks so exaasperated when he says "I was unconscious!"

Right yes. why?

I might ask "has it been a year?" or smth bc I'm Dramatic ( if i was castle)

I'd ask if it was supposed to be a joke. I'd ask for proof.

except if he planned this & called vinnie in the morning, he would have had to plan it & he'd remember things before the wedding accident! (techinically not an accident)

bc I want to go there!

Remember Jeremy?

esposito outfit nice, lighting too hard for me to pic. grey or black or navy with a v dark red tie. some pattern (caused by the weave I think, not actual dye)

ryan taking explanations & facts.

lmao tiny little crime scene box!

she's going to cry skdjflskdjfl I love i hate I love this

did he write it in his coma dream? is it an AU

except castle DID set it up! he was the one who set this up!

RC: Yeah, on the INLAND side!!! Not on the ocean side.

he did camp here tho!

some old guy

Not the same guy bwa bwa BWAAAAA

walk & talk

(ryan outfit <3)

Why the setup to be there? what about the evidence?

JE: Mm hmm castle. THEY faked it sure

Fenkins

Remember Jeremy? I want to see more of him I want to see the updates!

alexis is old enough to drink

I love how he moves his hand counter clockwise for tangled & then clockwise for untangled when he talks with his hands there

you DO lose hope & then you get it back!

staring at it was so sweet!

everyone has chairs by their desks!

Almost shot him? srs becks? ew lol

RC: Well, it’s not the same. I can’t remember. Though I do know I missed you terribly. Because there’s no way I wouldn’t.

(could clip)

this is soooo sweet

[mxchineherald]

 The cup against his lips drew a shudder from his muscles, and there was hesitance before he opened his mouth to receive her gift. He could taste not only spice and herbs, but the potent flavor of magic. He hummed his confusion as the warmth settled into his form, processed quickly through his body. Immediately, the effects began to take hold, and he felt a fluttering excitement in his abdomen. A yearning – no – a need for more.

 “Hhh… How…?” he asked, curious mind always wishing for answers beyond his understanding. Long strands of greying hair fell over his shoulders as his head was guided up toward her. Her fingers trailed across sensitive skin, pressing and teasing and toying. He winced in restrained pleasure, another moan slipping out through her contact.

 It was so intense that he could barely focus on her words, but as they dawned on him, he felt a pang of shallow fear. It was true, he had all but admitted that Jayce was a soulmate. Undoubtedly, if Sky really had been watching, and this wasn’t an illusion, she would have felt the lack of balance in his affection. She was correcting that, now, while she had the chance.

 The pressure placed on his throat drew a rumbling groan against her palm. He felt the tension between them, but it was being turned into love rather than hate. Her true lesson to him. He swallowed under her grip. “Yours… I am…yours…” he breathed out. Another pulse of arousal sank between his legs, and he pulled his thighs together tightly to try and quell it. “Ahh… Sky… I need you…”

Sky watched him closely as he reacted to the situation he found himself in. She was pleased when he so easily bent to her will and relaxed in his bonds. She rewarded him with the whisper of a kiss to his cheek.

She knew his thoughts, his doubts, but all his acceptance of her conditions. Still, such pretty words deserved a reward before the real punishment began.

"Then I shall take Everything. I will make you mine more completely than you have ever been." She purred into his ear as she stroked his jaw while settling in front of him. "Begging so soon my inspiration? We haven't even begun yet."

As she spoke those words she pressed a small cup to his lips, coaxing him to drink the herbal mixture within. It wasn't one she had ever given him before. The taste foreign and spicy. Since it was an aphrodisiac enhanced by magic the heat of it would linger in his body.

"Drink up for me. I may be punishing you but I will do nothing to harm you." She commanded gently. Once he had drank the mixture she would begin to lightly trail her fingers over his body, teasing still and avoiding direct contact with his cock.

"I've thought about this a great deal in our time apart. About how our reunion might go. I considered many different possibilities but after seeing you with Jayce like that. I knew what I wanted." She spoke softly but there was a dark possessiveness in her tone and her hand went up to oh so carefully grip his throat. She applied just enough pressure for him to feel the threat of it, to suggest what she might do. "I knew that I wanted to claim you as Mine. So don't think about anyone or anything else but me. Until time is rewritten, you belong to me and me alone."

[felassan]

Just poring over some of the new images. ◕‿◕

Docktown, Minrathous (in the daytime, in contrast with the gameplay reveal video), reminding us that Minrathous is built on an island. maybe the magic-monorail-looking bridge here is actually the single bridge that goes to Minrathous, like in the lore?

Docktown is the home of Neve. the distinctive floating building is in the distance again. compared to Ferelden, the buildings in Minrathous are like another planet entirely! Tevene architecture/design is so hostile - spikes on chairs, spikes on the sides of buildings.. I wonder if the doorway here is the entrance to the tavern/bar here [second image]. if you look in the window to the left of the door, the figure on the right could be the 'bouncer' at the top of the steps in the bar image. also, outside of here are tables and barrels, like you might expect outside a tavern establishment.

I'm curious about the heraldry of the boat in the harbor with the blue unfurled flags. it reminds me a bit of this Fereldan heraldry, but the animals are the wrong way round and it isn't quite right. either way, the heraldic animal is also present as the prow of that boat and one other.

Elf Rook (either City or Dalish but without vallaslin applied in CC), Emmrich and Harding. Rook is a sword-and-shield warrior here, Veilguard symbol on their chest plate, Warden symbol on their shield. Maybe this Rook has the Grey Warden background? anyways, looking closely at Rook's chest plate here, with the gray metal armor, the purple Veilguard symbol on the left, the 'bandolier' of three brown leather pouches across their chest, and the diagonal lines on the plate going the other way, it looks like maybe this Rook is wearing the same 'iconic[?] Rook outfit' as in the key art, or at least the torso piece. They both also have the metal shoulder plates, purple fabric over the elbow area, brown leather gauntlet etc. It's just that in this screenshot Rook isn't wearing a helmet/hood (or has them toggled off in the Options menu? ^^). anyways, I love that purple seems to be the 'iconic[?]' color for Rook, and also look at how this long-haired Rook's hair flows and sits around their neck and shoulders! and again the detailing is cool, like scratches on the shield and stuff.

Harding's arrow is glowing. Is her bow or arrow enchanted or have some kind of stat buff, or could this be an example of her magical powers in action, like her tarot card art might suggest? also, we can see from the tall skeleton/undead statues in the background and the skull-lid vases in the foreground that this shot is from the Necropolis.

The groupshot at HQ is so [cat crying screaming].. 🥺🥺 I love it so much, with the round table it has like Knights of the Round Table vibes or something and it's so nice to see everyone together and in their casual outfits too. I hope there are lots of moments like this in the game. ^^ Davrin is whittling wood, something that reminds me of Halsin and my Inquisitor (who is Dalish, and also had that hobby). Did some people.. bring their chair of choice to the meeting room hh? Davrin's looks like it was carved from a tree stump. Harding and Neve have a comfy sofa. Emmrich's looks kind of gothic and Nevarran. Taash's stool [?] is gold and practical-looking.

Taash looks so bored hhh. here we can see Bellara without her magical gauntlet. Do you think Manfred and Assan come to the team meetings..? :D Lucanis has impeccable tailoring, with lil bird-skull looking buttons at his collar. he's buttoned right up and professional looking even in his casual downtime, even when some of the others are the opposite. unsurprisingly his casual clothes have that blue-black corvid feather sheen. surely he has coffee in his mug. ^^ I wonder what Neve's drink of choice is though? from the way Lucanis leans here, do you think Lucanis and Emmrich is one of the companion-companion relationships that might develop like Taash and Harding?

Harding looks so cute and cozy on the couch with the cushion and her slippers, I can't take it. and I really love Neve's casual look with her scarf and hair like that!!

I think this scene is probably from the Lighthouse. Game Informer mentioned that it had a library, which is the central area of the The Lighthouse, and that it's there the party will often regroup and prepare for what’s next. Could this be one of those moments in there? ^^ in the background are stacks of books, and books on shelves, like a library would have. on the table is an assortment of scrolls, maps, papers. you can see a feather quill pen and red wax seals. having the maps in front of Davrin, a Warden and monster-hunter who has probably travelled far and quite a lot, is a nice touch. some of the books look quite ornate and arcane-ish, and are there a few of the 'Bellara'-style triangles on the table as well? and what do you suppose is the blue diamond-looking thing with white veins on the table?

(I'm also curious what the golden thing in the top right is.)

we can tell from the way it looks but we also know from a file name that this is the Rivain Coast. it's beautiful, it looks so bright and hot, the water is so blue. we first saw this locale in the Thedas Calls trailer from Dragon Age Day 2023. again, in the distance, we can see that statue.

From a file name, this is Arlathan Forest. everything is suffused in soft golden light, almost whimsical and Fable-like the Game Informer piece said. this shot is framed with those familiar trees with orange foliage e.g one, two, three. this place reminds me of some of the elvhen ruins we got to see in Trespasser. in the top right is green Veil/Fade shenanigans. a place where the Veil is weak, or the edge of this particular Veil bubble? past the wall of green it looks like some of the buildings are broken thanks to the warping, and there are floating rocks.

and look closely at some of the assets -

there's an owl, which are associated with Falon'Din and Andruil. lots of those howling Fen'Harel wolf statues. they look just like they do in DA:I (I don't mean that they look bad graphically or old or anything, just that the details are the same!!) which is awesome for consistency (also cool to see these return, so many of the art assets in DA:I were rly cool), and might even be the same assets being re-used (which is sensible and sensical for game design, something Mark Darrah talked about before). nb, just in case, I'm not saying this as a comment against asset re-use, it makes sense to do and I was excited to see these DA:I or DA:I-style ones in these caps!

[seokmatthewz]

trying to figure out this fucking outfit in the middle of the night dndkdmdm

[aller-geez]

Since my fic is going to be twice as long as I thought and I’m not as cool as @thekinkyleopard with her lightning fast fic skills, I decided to give you guys a lil snippet…….

It’s the day before Remington’s 29th birthday, and he has dinner plans later that evening with Levi, as well as his sisters and their boyfriend, Biziil, and cant seem to find any clean clothes to wear out. 🥵

Please enjoy this snippet of 29: Another Year Sicker while it takes me another 4 days to write this monster of a fic (^:

The wolf had been scrounging around the bus earlier that afternoon for a change of clothes while Levi was in the shower, and stumbled upon a black plastic bag that was tied up and stuffed in the back reaches of their shared closet. In his hurry to find something usable, all common sense was thrown to the wind and his sharp nails made quick work of the plastic, tearing a large hole into the side and allowing a light blue sweater to lazily spill out onto the floor. Without finding any other options thus far, the desperate wolf peeled the sweater from the bag, and pressed it to his face, inhaling deeply through his nose for a sniff test. Instantly, the large man’s bright green eyes began to water, an intense tickle building rapidly throughout his sinuses. “What the—?” The sweater was quickly removed from his face, and suddenly the soft black and grey hairs that littered the fabric where his face once was pressed caught his attention. Too late now.

“h’tsCHH!! HIHH’ITSCHH’IEWW!” Remi sneezed openly, spraying the sweater he held out in front of him. With a suddenly wet sniffle, the wolf grumbled obscenities under his breath, throwing the sweater deep into the closet again, although that did nothing for the ever present tickle that now made itself home in the back of his nose. “Hhh..” His breath hitched, allergic tears threatening to spill over his eyelids already from the intensity. Waving one large hand in front of his face, his features remained twisted in pure helplessness as he tried to coax out the release he was denied. A few moments pass, and the stubborn itch retreated back into his nose, leaving the wolf painfully congested and desperate for the onslaught to subside. With the knuckle of his index finger pressed under his nose, Remi quickly made his way into the bathroom, where he fumbled to open the medicine cabinet on the wall, the mirror hitting the wallpaper behind it loudly as it flung open. As his thin fingers combed through the various bottles of god knows what they had in the cabinet, the burning within his nose made itself known yet again, despite his knuckle pressed against his septum. He never was any good at holding them back..

“Hhuh’IITSSCHHH’IIEW!! HUH’TSCH’UH! —TSCHH!” Each itchy sneeze continued to get messier until his hand was completely soaked in small droplets, his eyes watering so badly he could barely see. With a quick swipe, he tore off a small amount of the toilet paper that hung up on the wall beside him, and blew his uncooperative nose into it with a thick gurgle. Thankfully, it was enough to repel the intense quivering of his nostrils enough to be able to locate the familiar white and pink bottle of Benadryl that was tucked in the corner of the cabinet.

“There you are, you little shit..” Remi grumbled, fishing two pink pills from the bottle and popping them into his mouth, swallowing them with ease with just the saliva in his mouth. As the pills slid down his throat, his now bloodshot eyes flew open, realizing his terrible mistake. “Welp, I hope I bake it till the edd of didder with Biz add the girls before passigg out..” The wolf muttered to himself, his voice thick with congestion, replacing the cap on the bottle of Benadryl and sniffling wetly.

Stay tuned for the next few days when I post the entirety of my collab fic with @thekinkyleopard ,

29: Another Year Sicker

And the fic will include a bunch of photos as well ;u;

[tar-dar]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH jksadhfsjf fjhsafhasjkfhkjsdhfshaf I LOVEEEEE THEMMMMMMM!!!!! (Also yes Ghost with long hair supremacy!!!!!!) Strelok looks so TINY! hhh and FANG with grey/blond hair? YES!

I tried new brush and artstyle. So.. I plan to continue drawing like that, lol.

I'll show in order I drew

Fang (This is my second first attempt to draw a Fang as I imagine him).

Ghost

(My headcanon is that he has good skills in contact sports. Especially in boxing).

Strelok.

And this one I've drawn with my younger cousin, dhdhshd

You can try to guess who it is :D

Всьо

[east-germany]

Christ alive I made my lil fuckin 1984 self insert have a streak of white hair as a joke cuz ive found like two white hairs ever but nooo I gotta have my hair turning white at this tender age even more send help I'm not ready to be dilf-coded!