#HEH BABY

[zorangezest]

rafael the 12 year old of all time. he should’ve been on hypixel bedwars

soundwave was not in fact hacking

[koolaidashley]

THATS HIS BABY ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[tacc0yak1]

papa, pahinga muna, ako na 🦇⚔️🐉

[deadsetobsessions]

It’s been months since he’s settled into life at Wayne Manor. It’s hilarious that they don’t think he knows about their obvious nightlife (and that’s coming from someone whose hero name was just their last name spelled differently) but they don’t know anything about his own past as a vigilante. To be fair, a dimensionally displaced Ghost King wasn’t really on the board for reasonable guesses. Danny Fenton blinked innocently at Duke, blue eyes watery and oh-so-trusting of his adopted older brother when Duke claimed that his bruising came from getting caught in Ivy’s attack on the busses today.

(“Oh my god he’s so trusting and pure what the hell?” He heard Steph whisper to Dick, who nodded emphatically.)

“Oh man, you should get some rest. You guys are seriously unlucky, you know? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Danny asked Duke, his core trilling as he allowed himself to fuss over a member of his ‘fraid.

“Nah, man. I’m good. I think I’ll take a nap and sleep it off.”

“Okay. Oh, here!” Danny fumbled for his bag, grabbing his prescribed pain meds- for his chronic pain, but they don’t actually do anything for him since his ectoplasm burns away most of it- and handed it to Duke. “Take one, and only one. Those bruises look nasty.”

And then Danny gave him the puppy dog eyes and Duke folded, because Danny knew that he wasn’t supposed to hand his meds out but these situations were kind of the reason he claimed chronic pain to being with (even if it was true and his hands shook with aftershocks).

“Thanks, Danny. I feel like death warmed over.”

Danny laughed, the opportunity to mess with the family sparking in his head. “Yeah, I’ve died before. Wouldn’t recommend it.”

With that, Danny threw Duke an easy going smile and walked towards his room, bag on his back.

From his peripherals, Danny watched Jason drop his bowl of snacks, Dick’s pale face, and the concerned and shocked look of everyone else. Except Damian, who just kind of scowled thoughtfully. Tim looked like he was going to rip Danny apart like an interesting puzzle, Cass sat up straight (and he made sure every micro expression he caught on others stayed unconcerned on his own body), and Duke froze.

He snickered- well out of regular earshot- as whispers and whispered shouts rung out after he left the room.

He can’t wait to drop the “I know you’re vigilantes” bomb on them. It’ll be hilarious.

[vos0q]

❤️

[rueclfer]

Rue I am so happy for u!!!! 😫😫😫😫😫😫

Here’s what I was thinkingggg: Arcade Worker Tomura X Coworker Reader; definitely have subtly flirted on the clock, I picture them having a heavy make out session in one of the games you sit in or a Photo Booth after hours cleaning

Hehe yay again!!!!!!!! And thank u in advance 🍽️

me biting my knuckle and giggling the entire time while writing this!!!!! im so unwell!!!!!!! thank you sm MWAHHH

arcade worker!tomura // job fair

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you step out from behind the glass counter, peering around equipment and machines in search of tomura. after setting your phone down, you realized how eerily quiet the arcade was after hours when the masses have left and the machines have powered down.

at this point you couldn’t care about where he fucked off to. it was late. you were tired. you were annoyed. you knew you were being a bit dramatic over a stuffed animal, but it was the principle that he very well could have hidden it in the backroom and saved it for you if he wanted to.

you huff out an irritated sigh once you make your way around the photo booth. nothing out of the ordinary on the exterior.

with a hand on your hip, you pulled back the red curtain, half expecting lewd words to be sharpie onto the screen- tomura humor.

instead, you come face to face with him sitting in the booth seat and his chin resting on a familiar large white plush sitting in his lap.

“what the fuck?” slips out of your mouth.

you stumble into the booth seat, squeezing up against him.

“surprise, dickhead.”

tomura barely scoots over an inch, making sure not to think too hard about the fact that your bodies were pressing up against one another in this cramped booth with this stuffed animal only making him hotter by the second.

“you’re such a piece of shit.“ you pout, taking the plushie from his lap and holding it against your chest.

“and you doubted me this whole time,” he scoffs. “i was going to hide it anyway, but you pissed me off when you mentioned touya.”

you shift your body to face it and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into you. “tomu,” you coo into his ear, ”you’re so jealous. i didn't deserve that, did i?”

tomura doesn’t know where to put his hands. he opts to wrap his clammy palms around one of the ears of the cinnamoroll as your face inches closer to his.

“say sorry,” you whisper, your breath brushing against his cheeks.

“say thank you.” he retorts, his eyes locked on yours.

you slightly nod your head, a ghost of an “okay” on your lips. you further tangle your fingers in the nape of his hair, and pull him into you.

from the cinnamoroll, tomura’s hands moves past you and snaps the photo booth curtain close before returning it to your waist. no one would be able to walk in on this scene, and he wouldn’t care if the cameras caught anything, but he knew that the more crammed the space seemed, the closer he could have you.

“thank you,” you breathlessly say in between kisses.

he groans in response, not daring to pull away.

you two don't notice that the plush had fallen to your feet as you’re practically straddling him. with one arm, he wrapped himself around your waist, and the other, propped against the photo booth wall to ground himself.

a whine almost leaves his mouth when you pull away, sliding your palm over his swollen lips.

“we have to finish and close.” you remind him.

“what? you don't want to do this on the clock?” he muffles behind your hand

“i want to clock out,” you begin, moving your hands to cup his cheek, “and i want you to take me home,” you press your forehead against his, “i want you to help me find a spot for cinnamoroll in my room, and i want you to sleepover.”

tomura goes silent for a moment- eyes unblinking as he stares back into your own.

“alright. let's get the fuck back to work.”

[koszmarnybudyn]

Callie and the silver serpent.

[unnecessaryheadache]

Upon request, I've decided to extend on this: what if Snape never got the dark mark? thingie

So. Severus faints, and for a second, nothing registers. But then, the shock wears off and soon Remus is scrambling to stand up while his panicked hands hover over the slumped-over body on the carpet. Okay, okay, Severus might've had a bit too much to drink.

If he could defend himself, he'd say that having heavy conversations in a bar makes drinking portions look extremely minuscule. He'd also bite at the pair of hands gripping him urgently by his forearms and hauling him over broad shoulders. But, y'know, being passed out doesn't exactly let you keep that privilege.

Like any normal human being, Severus wakes up in the morning with a pounding headache and the belief that he is alone in his house, HIS house that HE owned ALONE. Why would there be people inside of his humble abode? Another question he asked himself when he heard whispers of a conversation taking place in HIS kitchen and the chime of HIS very fancy and comforting cookware being used.

Just like last night, which Severus barely remembered, he was greeted by a scarred man and a black-haired guy who looked very, very displeased. What the HELL was HE annoyed for? He was the one prancing around Severus' house with some kid in his arms—

Who's kid was that?!

Scarred man— okay, Remus Lupin — proceeded to explain himself. He didn't do it very well. Severus wanted to sleep halfway through the explanation (how he loathed when a man mansplained). So he turned to Mr. My-Hair-Is-Cleaner-Than-Yours-Ho for a paraphrased version of what his wolf friend was trying to say.

"James and Lily are dead."

...

Three years. Wasted.

"This is Harry, their kid. He's...the only one who survived."

Severus staggered to sit down, his head bowed, eyes stuck on the patterns covering his wood table.

"It was Voldemort. Voldemort did it and the only reason...the only reason he did— the only reason he was able to—"

He pressed his forehead against the table as his eyes stung with tears.

"PETER"

Severus shut his eyes tightly.

"...get out."

[juicyspacesecrets]

Something something the festive cheer something

[dollsapink]

alternative designs i like

[francisketches]

the fallen children 🌻

[chaeul]

Softest lil nose touches 🥰

[rueclfer]

okokokokok finally did some thinking and this is for MEEE ok but crushing coworkers at an animal shelter with touya <3 he befriends all the feral cats and denies having a soft spot but it’s so cute like. oh i just. no other words just meow like literally

HEHEHEHE ITS FINALLY YOUR TURRRNNN literally no other words just meow u get ittttt meow meow meow

shelter worker!touya // job fair

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[milssing]

⚠️ SQUID GAME 3 SPOILERS! ⚠️

if this flops i'll delete my account bruh

[just-null]

PET AU?????!!!! Oh mighty cult leader please give us, your greatful pitful annons, your divine words and opinions (I would cuddle the heck out of all of themm!!!)

As you wish, my beloved cult member!!

this is more of an explanation of the universe than headcanons. Those will be next, but I hope it's still interesting!! This will be tagged under "null kny pet au" to not be confused with anyone else's version

Long story short— reincarnation is a thing here! Bad people turn into animals and go through an endless cycle over and over until they've truly repented for their misdeeds.

To make things interesting, I bent the rules of how things usually work! This is my version of a pet au, and of course, is still yandere because your cult leader is an addict. I'M SORRY IF YOU WERE EXPECTING FLUFF.... THATS LATER. TRUST!!!!!!!!!

[CW! dark themes, alluding to past trauma and "self exit," self destructive behaviors(?), sedation and drugs, dehumanization(?), yandere obsessive goodness]

The pet aspect of this au!

Demons are hybrids who're likely to restart their cycle, giving them their nickname of lost souls. Human characters are hybrids at the pinnacle of rehabilitation, referred to as guiding souls. And you, who's nearby their hybrid shelter. Either working in it or being in its vicinity.

Guiding souls are allowed to be housed by responsible candidates, but it's unlikely for lost souls. Either way the problem is they turn everyone away except you.

Both guiding souls and lost souls have a deep rooted affection towards you. You definitely don't remember it, but they've been with you for many, many, MANY life times, always restarting and eagerly awaiting for stage three and four of the cycle to find you again.

Lower and Upper moons + Muzan have reincarnated more times than you can fathom, yet they can remember most of them. Their psyche is fragile and incredibly hostile towards almost anybody. Not recommended for new staff or housing candidates.

Slayers + Ubuyashiki reincarnated more than average. They committed sins they're ashamed of and show great promise for change. They're practically regular model citizens, except for the occasional outburst. Very well liked by staff and potential housing candidates!!

Guiding souls and lost souls are separated in the shelter but are occasionally allowed to roam and interact with each other. They bicker at best and get into full fist fights at worst. It's highly recommended to be gentle but firm with both. Only guiding and lost souls have both seen and experienced the worst of what life can offer, and staff don't want to cause a frenzy by startling them.

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They're not always transparent with their thoughts. It's more than likely that they don't tell you about their experiences as most would rather focus on their life now rather than how it used to be or what's coming next. Some will tell you if asked, others will dance around it, and others initially refuse.

Still, they'll go through the agony and pain of life after miserable life again and again if it meant being blessed by your light in one of them.

If they're able to have feelings this intense for one being, lost souls refuse to see themselves in the wrong. Feelings like this should be praised. They should be considered good in the eyes of the divine, shouldn't it? What if the universe is wrong for once, huh?! They've lied, cheated, stole, hurt, even killed all to be able to get to you sooner. To feel you again! Their feelings for you are so pure, there's no way it could possibly be another reason to restart!! Even if it was, does it really matter?! What the universe dictates is irrelevant anyway, you're their choice and always will be. So long as you have a soul that continues to shine brightly, they'll find their way towards you when the cycle restarts. Guiding souls are.. anxious. They want to do good by you, want to be seen with love like they've achieved before, want to get to know every version of you and fall in love with every iteration. The finish line is RIGHT there, they know this, it's always been so close, and they'll be able to live by your side as equals.. But they know if they complete the cycle, complete stage four, become fully reborn, they won't remember you. After so many horrible lives lived, they finally understood what it meant to be remorseful about what led them into this mess. Saying that, they can't bring themselves to let go of you. What's the point in living a peaceful existence when there will always be a part of them missing? That's why they "personally restart" their cycle, uncaring that they're so close to forgiveness.

Not every life was kind on them. Silver lining, at least they know they have a new body without the physical scars of their experiences anymore, and of course, you! Though.. even you were harsh sometimes, but they'd rather pull all their teeth out than leave your side. Preferably, they hope you'll throw them a bone and be cordial at least, but if you want to beat, scream, or drive them away, they'll always come back. No matter what you do, they'll forever be loyal to you and you only.

If this is what it takes, they'll love you over and over in this never ending torturous loop until time ends, so until then, spare them a glance, yeah? You don't know how much they've missed you..

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Unnecessarily detailed lore:

SHORT STORY LONG, reincarnation is real here, and it's commonly known that when bad people die, their soul is reborn into an animal. Bad meaning murder, assault, ruining someone's life, intense crimes like that. It can be avoided if the soul had no other choice or feels deep remorse prior to their human life ending.

Failure to meet those requirements begins "the cycle." Each lifetime is a show of dedication to turn back into a full human. A step towards forgiveness from the world they wronged. Souls will retain the excruciating memory of their lives before, only given the mercy of forgetting and keeping the wisdom they earned once they're reborn into a full blooded human.

Animals who're just animals exist, but it's extremely difficult to tell who's a soul under trial and who's not.

It starts off simple, an insect. Depending on how bad the soul was, they'll be something that has a difficult life, like those moths that starve to death upon entering adulthood. Souls will always progress to the next stage after this one, temporarily forgetting about their previous lives.

The next life is exactly the same, but souls regain the ability to remember all their past lives again.

Next is a land mammal or aquatic creature, something easier than before, but still not strong enough to cause havoc. They have a little more intelligence than before.

Then souls become half human, half animal, or more commonly known, hybrids. They might as well be human with animal characteristics, but due to societal interference and their history, they're regarded as subhuman. Like pets.

Lastly, they are fully human, where they get to keep their appreciation for life and forget the past.

The real test is during stage four. If the soul proves to have learned nothing from their previous lives, they'll restart the cycle from the beginning and try again. Ending their life will not count and only restart the cycle. They must die of natural causes.

Extra notes:

There are souls who've restarted numerous times that when they reach stage four again, they're very fragile or aggressive. Due to this, humans adapted to shelter them and help give them another chance at life. It's not uncommon for these souls to try and use their memories to give themselves an upper hand in their next life, forcing humans to give them less autonomy. The more aggressive a soul the more humans will have to use force to keep them down such as sedation, muzzling, restraints. It's often used for lost and guiding souls out of any other type of hybrid but used as a last resort. Risks like these are one of the main reason why hybrids aren't allowed on the streets without supervision or an owner. Souls under trial can get attached to one another, familial wise, platonically, or romantically. As a twisted sense of both mercy and punishment, the world allows them to be reborn together. The cruel part comes when the older of the pair is the first to be reborn, leaving the younger to follow when it's their time. At least they know that the world will allow them to find each other once again in the next life. Sometimes, souls under trial try finding the human soul they've grown attached to in stages three and four, in this case, you. Because of the never ending cycle of punishment, they crave your hold, your care, your love. You. They want to get back to you as soon as possible, and if that means coming to you as a small animal first, then so be it. Some have probably done that numerous times before.

Truly, reincarnated souls who've grown attached to someone are dangerous both to others and themselves. They'll do anything for their human and let their human do anything them.

The current life cycle where this au takes place is one of the best life times they've all had. So yes, cuddling them is like winning the jackpot!

[baylardian-1]

whenever we're watching Basics this is the vision that reliably pops into my brain during the scene where Chakotay takes baby Naomi to help Samantha lmao