#Holly Hawke

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Autumn Hawke and Anders - Family Timeline (Post-DA2)

Because Anders and Autumn deserve happiness… or at least some family chaos.

💥 9:37 Dragon – The Chantry Explosion

Autumn Hawke is about 3–4 months pregnant but hasn’t told Anders yet. His secretive behavior and growing distance have left her unsure how he’d react to the news.

Anders blows up the Kirkwall Chantry, and everything goes to hell.

Amid the chaos, Autumn might have screamed, “YOU IDIOT, I’M PREGNANT!” at him.

Timing, 10/10.

After the chaos they flee Kirkwall together.

🌩 9:38 Dragon – Baby Storm is Born

Storm Hawke is born during a violent thunderstorm

Autumn is TERRIBLE at names and may have gone a little bit literal.

Anders becomes the epitome of anxious parenting, haunted by memories of mages children being taken from them at birth at the Circle, the knowledge of families being ripped apart when children's magic manifests, and the horrors he likely saw in Darktown - I can imagine child mortality was high there.

Justice is weirdly obsessed with the “pure and innocent” baby.

Autumn struggles to hold her family together at first, afterall she has lost people so many times at this point part of her expects it to happen again.

✉️ 9:42 Dragon – The Inquisition Calls

Varric writes to Autumn, asking her to join the Inquisition. She agrees, leaving 5-year-old Storm with Anders. (He’ll be fine, right?)

Autumn doesn’t know she’s pregnant (again), but she realizes while at Skyhold.

Varric finds out before Anders does.

When she gets home, Anders does a health check and discovers TWINS.

Cue even more overprotective dad energy.

🍃 9:43 Dragon – Holly and Rowan Are Born

Autumn gives birth to twins - Holly and Rowan.

The family relocates again to keep the kids safe.

⚡️ 9:44 Dragon – Storm’s Magic Manifests

At age 7, Storm accidentally starts summoning lightning during a tantrum. Anders starts training him immediately, and Justice becomes even more overbearing.

Storm’s magic cements his role as the big brother trying to protect Holly and Rowan.

🌟 9:51 Dragon – Holly’s Magic Manifests

At 8 years old, Holly heals an injured bird, showing a natural talent for healing magic.

Anders begins training both Holly and Storm, while Rowan learns rogue skills from Autumn.

💀 9:55 Dragon – The Blight Incident

Storm (17), Holly (12), and Rowan (12) explore some caves near home and encounter darkspawn.

Storm is injured and contracts the Blight.

Devastated, Anders and Autumn turn to Bethany (now a Grey Warden) for help.

Storm survives the Joining and leaves home, though he stays in touch.

Holly and Rowan are shaken but become determined to protect each other.

🌀 9:58 Dragon – Veilguard (here is where the timeline diverges as to make it work I have pushed Veilguard back by 6 years)

Storm (20) is now a Grey Warden and is roped into some shit by Varric.

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i'm in the haze, i want the getaway

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summary: just some small hand holding headcanons ♡

pairings: katsuki :: hawks :: shouto :: deku x gn! reader

miscellaneous masterlist (i really need to give bnha it's own ml soon, i will infiltrate this fandom /silly)

update: i made a bnha masterlist

katsuki likes intertwining your fingers. at the start of your relationship, he was hesitant to do so, afraid he could accidentally hurt you with his quirk or scare you off with how hot and rough they are (not that he ever told you as much). so when you slowly warmed him up to the idea, he held your hand very carefully at first.

by now, however, his grip on you is firm and self-assured, pulling you closer to him in crowded areas or just enjoying the feel of your hand in his calloused one. the pro hero has also resigned himself to being your own personal hand warmer in the winter, cupping your freezing fingers between his palms with only minimal complaining.

keigo likes playing with your hands. whether you’re watching a movie on a rare night in or you’re in a restaurant with your hands resting on the table, chances are keigo is reaching over to cradle your hand in his, a boyish grin on his handsome face.

sometimes it’s really just him fiddling with your fingers to keep his own busy. but in instances where it’s just the two of you, he’s tracing his thumb along the length of your fingers and mapping the lines on your palms, culminating in the featherlight kisses he flutters against your knuckles and wrist.

shouto likes linking your pinkies. sure, he’s much more confident in your relationship than at the beginning, where he’d basically wait for you to initiate affection for him to know this was okay. back then, it was his way of asking for affection in whatever way you would see fit to show him at the moment.

but even after learning more about both you and himself, as well as the social norms around dating, he has taken a liking to the gesture. it is sweet and low-key enough to not draw much attention if you’re out and about, but still a good way to ground himself and make sure you’re still there with him.

izuku likes it when you play with his hands. even as an adult he still has the habit of losing himself in his rambled tangents at times and taking his hand in yours is an effective way of snapping him out of it.

the gentle way with which you hold him, like he was a delicate thing, lifts the responsibilities of always putting other’s well-being before his own right off his shoulders. deku is too flustered to ever say it out loud but, when you lovingly trace and kiss the scars on his hands instead of looking at them as if they’re a flaw, his ears and cheeks feel like they’ve been set ablaze.

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HALLOWEEN DRAWINGS !! (not really)

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Hollie Hawkes from Scott Pilgrim

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Caught red(head) handed

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Part 2 of Scott Pilgrim if it was an lps series filmed by a middle schooler (featuring the exes and some extras)

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Hunger Games: Scott Pilgrim Universe Edition

So I decided to put characters from Scott Pilgrim into the Hunger Games simulator, and oh boy...it is chaotic. Here are some iconic moments.

The winner: (the best image I could find)

the results:

if anyone want to play it, the link will be in the description.

link to the masterlist...

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Hi!!! Happy Friday 💕 I'm so so intrigued by Autumn and Anders and their little family!! So for any combo of Autumn and/or Anders and/or the kids, "Parent comforting child after a nightmare" from the parent-child prompts?

Argh fluff is hard 🤣

I ended up going with Anders comforting Holly, because I reckon by the time Holly and Rowan came along both Anders and Autumn are getting good at this parenting thing - in my mind they both had high levels of first time parent anxiety with their first kid due to all the loss in both their lives.

Anyway, yes: some post-DA2 Anders comforting his daughter. I'm thinking Holly and Rowan are about 5-ish here - I don't have kids myself so going off his friends kids and psychology textbooks to give a vauge idea for age development 😅

Holly's eyes flew open, wide with fear, her heart pounding in her chest as the remnants of the nightmare lingered, the shadows in her room seeming to stretch and grow in the quiet darkness. She sat up, trembling, her tiny hands clutching the covers tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Rowan was at her side almost instantly, her brother's hands clasping hers and he clambered into her bed.

“Holly,” he whispered gently, "it was just a dream.”

Holly turned to him, her small face streaked with tears. “It felt real, Rowan… like something was coming for me.”

“I won’t let anything hurt you," Rowan insisted, "I promise.”

Before Holly could respond, a voice came from the doorway, quiet but full of concern. “What’s going on in here?”

Holly gasped, pulling her hand from her brother's hold and scrambling out of bed. Running to her father. Wrapping her arms around his legs, trembling from head to toe. Anders immediately crouched down, gathering her into his arms, pulling her close. His hand moved gently through her hair.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“She had a bad dream,” Rowan called from where he sat on her bed.

Anders nodded at his son. Rowan, though so young, always seemed to know exactly what his sister needed. He squeezed Holly tighter, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“You’re safe, Holly,” he murmured, his voice low and comforting, “Nothing’s going to hurt you.”

Still trembling, Holly shifted slightly in her father’s arms, her voice muffled. “But it felt real…”

Anders’ hand moved gently to her face, wiping away the tears as he spoke in a softer tone. “Sometimes the Fade can be a confusing, even frightening place, sweetheart. But I promise, we’ll always protect you. We’ll keep you safe.”

Holly nestled into him, her sobs slowing to soft, hitching breaths as she clung to him, her small hands fisted tightly in his shirt. She could feel the steady beat of his heart, grounding her in the comfort of his presence.

Rowan, not one for many words, stood and padded quietly across the room. His voice, soft yet filled with resolve, broke the quiet. “Dad, maybe I could sleep next to Holly tonight?”

Anders looked at his son, a smile pulling at his lips as he nodded. “Would you like that, Holly? For your brother to keep watch over you?”

Holly’s small, tear-streaked face lifted, and her voice quiet and fragile as she nodded. “Yes, please."

Anders gently lifted Holly from his arms, cradling her against him as he carried her back to bed. Carefully pulling the covers back over her. Holly’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment, but she stirred when she felt Rowan slide in next to her.

Anders gave them both a reassuring smile, brushing a lock of hair from Holly’s forehead. “You’re both safe,” he said, “your mother and I are nearby if you need anything.”

Rowan nodded, his arm slipping around Holly pulling her close. “I’ll keep her safe, Dad,” he whispered.

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i am so fucking hyped for these character interactions

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𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

summary: a siren attack is already unfortunate, but it's worse if it also reveals some truths about your insufferable crew mate

pairing: pirate! hawks x gn! pirate! reader

warnings: just a silly drabble to get back into writing and exorcise some of my hawks brainrot; a little suggestive at the end

general masterlist || bnha masterlist

Getting stuck on the same ship as Takami Keigo was one of life’s most torturous challenges. At least for you. He was obnoxiously arrogant and, much to your chagrin, people flocked to him like seagulls to a forgotten loaf of bread. 

Sure, your fellow pirate was quite easy on the eyes and rather charming when he wanted to be;  a truth you would only ever admit in the comfort of your own head, lest you inflate his ego even further. Instead, you rather grumbled to yourself, cursing his name for getting to sit pretty in the crow’s nest while you sat on deck and mended a torn net.

“Having fun down there?” If the devil ever spoke to you, you were sure he would mimic the grating lilt of Keigo’s melodic voice. “You know, I’m pretty sure a whale could swim through the holes you’re leaving.”

He was your crew mate, he was an essential part of the expedition, you couldn’t just shoot him down. 

“At least one of us is doing their job,” you deadpanned, not even giving him the satisfaction to look up. “You know, I think an island could sneak up on us with how distracted you are.”

“Oh you think you’re distracting me?” Even with your eyes trained on the cords in your hands, you could picture the cocky tilt of his head, a dashing grin playing around his lips. “Is that the kind of effect you want to have on me?”

“You’re the one who’s always coming up to bother me, so if anything you’re the one who’s obsessed with me.” If this conversation went on for any longer, your medic would have to patch up a popped vein on your part.

“Ah there is that wishful thinking again,” he laughed and this time you glared up at his silhouette standing out against the blinding sun. As always, he wore loose beige pants and the top buttons of his black shirt were undone, showing more of his toned chest than you needed to see. His black boots were propped up against the nest’s railing and the crimson head scarf fluttering in the breeze matched the earring dangling from his left lobe.

Just as you were about to retort, another shadow against the sun caught your attention. Drawing your pistol, you undid the safety, alerting the rest of the crew that there was something coming.

But before you could see what exactly was approaching, you suddenly lost your balance as the ship developed a heavy list. Grabbing onto the mast of the crow’s nest, you managed to steady yourself, yet the impact knocked the revolver from your grip. As you looked up, the first thing you saw was the massive cliffs your ship was heading towards, sharp rocks littering the waters, waiting to demolish its wooden bottom. 

Then your eyes locked on to the crew’s navigator, whose head lulled from one side to the other as he firmly steered you towards your demise. Next to him, holding his attention, was a beautiful woman sweetly tracing a finger along his jaw as she sang to him. As a feather drifted past your eyes, it suddenly hit you what -or who- exactly you were dealing with.

“Cover your ears!” You shouted to no one in particular as you scrambled for the wax you had stuffed into your pocket. With your hearing muffled, your own heartbeat raced in your ears as you dove for your pistol and breathlessly aimed for the siren attached to your navigator, who by now was half way towards the ship’s railing, his feet dragging underneath him as the woman lured him further towards the water.

You weren’t sure if your bullet was enough to actually kill the siren but upon impact it dissolved into a burst of feathers and released its hold on your crew mate, who dazedly blinked as he tried to regain his senses.

The next few minutes were a blur of talons, feathers and pulling your crew back from the ship’s edge, even tying some of them to the masts to make sure they wouldn’t try to kill themselves again.

Soon enough, however, you were out of bullets and you reluctantly drew the dagger previously secured to your thigh, scanning the area for more sirens when someone tapped your shoulder. Whirling around you slashed your dagger in an arc around you, only to find Keigo standing in front of you, holding up his hands innocently. There was an easy going smile on his face as he said something you couldn’t understand, so you removed one of the wax beads restricting your hearing.

And that was your mistake.

Only a few heartbeats after his velvety voice reached your ears, your dagger clattered onto the deck as Keigo reached out to unplug your other ear as well, his fingers grazing your cheek with nails much sharper than you expected. You wondered if his lips would be as plush as you imagined them to be or if his hair would be as soft as it looked when you buried your fingers in it.

His amber eyes were trained entirely on you as he gave you a coy gaze, inviting you to take another step towards him, to find out for yourself, to sate your curiosity. Likewise, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from him either as your feet followed his graceful movements, the light reflecting of his golden hair like a halo, the crimson wings on his back completing his angelic appearance—

Then, Keigo dissolved into a burst of those same scarlet feathers as two sharp swords sliced through his torso. For a moment, you thought you had imagined it when the same face came back into view again.

With full force, the noise of the ship reached you again and you staggered backwards at the sudden onslaught of stimuli. Around you, the crew was running around, untying people and frantically steering the ship back onto the right course as you raced to regain your bearings, disoriented by the orders being bellowed around you.

“That should be the last of them,” Keigo ripped you from your daze, his voice clearer as the sea as he sheathed his swords again. “Nasty creatures, those sirens. Though I guess this one was a handsome fellow, considering you were dazedly mumbling my name on your way overboard.”

Your lips pressed into a thin line when your brain caught up to your current situation. Perhaps the siren had been taken care off, yet you were still tempted to throw yourself head first over the railing. Justifiably so, you thought when your eyes darted to the man’s face long enough to confirm the self-satisfied expression he was wearing.

“I am quite flattered really,” he mused, one hand reaching out to tilt your face up so you’d meet his eyes as he stepped closer to you. For a split-second, the thought that it was still a siren in front of you crossed your mind. “To think that a siren would choose to wear my face in an effort to seduce you… now isn’t that quite the compliment?”

“Just… shut up and let me die in peace, would you?” You rolled your eyes, ready to retreat into your little cabin and try to grapple with your near-death experience, this confrontation included. If only the rocky spikes had ripped open the bottom of the ship, you could sink to the sea floor in quiet solitude.

“No no no, why would you do that when you can stay right here with me? C’mon just see it as my reward for saving your precious life, treasure.” He sent you a cheeky wink, drawing your attention to the sharp slant of his eyes and your heart, the treacherous thing, skipped a beat. 

“Is your idea of a reward torturing me further? Or what could you possibly get out of this?” Your shoulders sacked with your sigh, resigning to your defeat. 

“What I’m getting out of this? It’s quite obvious isn’t it?” Slinging an arm around your hanging shoulders, Keigo pulled you flush to his side. Warmth and the scent of salt mixed with something woodsy radiated off of him and you could admit this wasn’t the worst position to be in. “Believe it or not, I do enjoy your company.”

“That is hard to believe, you’re right.” You cocked your head in suspicion. “Normally you do everything to get under my skin, so what changed?”

“Hmm, I wonder why that is,” Keigo’s melodic timbre lilted before transitioning into his typical pearly laughter. Then, as if sharing a secret, he leant down so his lips were dangerously close to your ear, his voice dropping low. “You know, you weren’t the only one visited by a siren. As tempting as that version of you looked, I must say I prefer the real deal.

“Do you think I could get you to sing for me as well?”

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SORRY FOR BEING LATE BUT HERES THE NEW SP SKETCHES !!!

This honestly might be my favourite batch of sketches so far they all look so cute <3

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