#I hc that their emotions are connected through the force bond

[tobytost]

old shitpost animatic I did with the space twins HAN IS SO DONE BTW

[arthenaa]

Hey bro I like your writing and I was wondering if you could give us some Mizu x Filipino!Reader hcs🥺👉👈 ̶(̶t̶o̶t̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶g̶o̶n̶n̶a̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶p̶r̶o̶j̶e̶c̶t̶ ̶m̶y̶s̶e̶l̶f̶)̶

I have to make this poetic I'm so sorry but also making it modern!au and canon setting teehee (ALSO DOUBLE UPDATE?) slight nsfw ig!! mdni.

canon divergent, just think of this is as that scene from Goyo where Remedios and Gregorio Pilar do a wholeass pining scene idk

Absolutely met you at some fancy ass noble party

You're a child of a wealthy Senor who's in great partnership with the Lords from the Commonwealth

Mizu's camping in and disguising herself in the party to find more intel on her next target and then she bumps into you

at first you're like very inquisitive of where she came from (considering that you view her as a man at this point), how she enjoys the party and what not

then you're suddenly like ik what you're doing. you're not from here.

Mizu's thrown off bc haha this is an international gathering of sorts and like ppl here are mostly foreign

you're like well its bc you're so obvious when it comes to occasions like this that I've already spotted you from a while back

and so youre like dancing and all and Mizu has no choice but to extract info from you

she reveals that shes looking for a white man, and that he may have connections here in the ph

and coincidence cuz you, who's also a part of the resistance, have been tracing the weapons provider of the spanish army.

so you guys work together. you give her intel, she helps you hunt down the provider and their little goons

it kind of starts like an enemies to lovers .... kind of a forced situation where Mizu has to deal with the resistance in order to get to what she wants but rlly theres no other way around

falls in love w your love for your country

despite your privileged upbringing, you're deeply interconnected with your roots, and have been fighting for the filipino people

you guys fight over the simplest of things, like how she doesnt wear things right or holds weapons correctly

you definitely bond over weaponry though and its history. the first time you've seen her katana, you were so amazed. in return, you showed her a kampilan—a sword carved and forged by your grandfather. she had so many questions.

yeahh overall i think what pulled you together was your shared anger and desperation for justice. No matter the situation, whether it be a resistance against oppression or looking for the man that caused a hellscape within your life, y'all resonated with the emotions and trauma that came with that.

BEST BELIEVE THE SEX WAS GOOD and rough and yes hbejawhejehe mhm

anys thats all. you're like PARA SA PILIPINAS and shes on her knees.

modern au hehe

met through int sch program. mizu is a transferee from japan who joined their uni's international program and got linked w ur sch

she was in one of ur classes and like yeah, she was nearest to u so she had no choice but to ask u for sch stuff

YOU THOUGHT SHE WAS PRETTY CUTE but like u wanted a good impression so u tried to help her as much as u could

even gave her a tour of the campus

showed her a few iconic eating places that she could go to jic her budget was on a limit or wanted good filo food

you wanted to expose her to the culture as slowly as u could just so that she could adapt and pace herself

definitely stuck by your side since then

you learned that she's going to study here for 3 years before going back to japan for her masters, and you're like wow thats so cool and shes like thanks

definitely a gamer

you guys hang out at one of the comp shops nearby (IF NAGAARAL KAYO SA TAFT .... guys suki ako don HAHAHA)

loves learning abt history, esp filipino craftsmanship

you definitely treat her to various street foods

mizu : what's this

you : we call it kwek kwek, but u can call it neon balls

mizu: neon balls????

showed and taught her how public transpo works once, and she gets a hang of it a week later

knows her way around manila than you do (author is projecting mb)

knows basic filo words when navigating. you teach her the slang.

basically friends to lovers guys omg, ayon sana all eme

you do that lips thing where you point w ur lips and at first, she was so confused (this is during your relationship)

she thought you were asking for a kiss and she kissed u and you were like ?!@!?@??$?

mizu: ha

you: I WAS ASKING FOR THE,ASd MUGWTF

mizu: ahhh my bad haha

walks u to class teehee

hangs around in empty class rooms esp comp labs and you guys watch movies there

momol sa dorm, momol sa clasroom na madilim, momol sa may agno charot

MOMOL = MAKE OUT MAKE OUT LANG

revels in simple pda like linking ur pinkies together, thigh against thigh when seating, and just yk so landi. landi niyo.

you have her id pic on the back of ur id and she yours on her clear phonecase

EWWWW GAY PPL (affectionate)

unintentionally matching

loves gifting u jewelry esp necklaces (likes to see it when u guys are in the bedroom, splayed on your chest and just yk decorating your collarbones so nicely)

holds your hand and helps you cross the street omf

pays for ur commute fee when riding the jeepney

memorizes ur kwek kwek and fishball sauce combination

loves exchanging one shoe w u for funsies

loves taking pics w u w the cats on campus

OVERALL A CUTIE TEEHEE!

A/N: DEDICATED KAY DELULU RECEIVER!! eto para sayo sorry ginutom keta ng sobra huhu @ianiralvs may isa pa kong utang sayo na req mo hihi gagawen ko pa yon to muna HHAHHAHA

[nicki0kaye]

random Kallus hc inspired by someone else's post #2

man he's gotta hate that he lost his bo-rifle to fucking Thrawn

like so the moral of the Honorable Ones to me was Kallus realizing he has nothing of value in his life--he has TWO personal items to his name; this fuckin glow rock and his bo-rifle which he has just learned is his by right. Regardless of what he did to Lasan, regardless of all the awful reasons he should never be accepted by any of his enemies, that fucking bo-rifle is his and no Honor Guard of Lasan can argue otherwise. There are a lot of reasons he turns on the Empire, but this is where it starts. The realization his life is so small and so empty, and he just limped back to it. Why? Why is this life worth living? And with more research, it stops being a selfish desire to ditch and becomes an informed hatred of the Empire, BUT

lets go back to that kernel of rebellion. Kallus' life is small and empty. He's got a Rock and Bo-Rifle. That's all that defines him outside his identity as a ISB officer.

He just acquired the Rock. He's been living with bo-rifle as his single defining trait for maybe a decade at this point. It's an extension of his beef with Lasat in general, which started on Onderon when one blew up his first Big Boy Mission. It makes sense he'd fixate on such a traumatic event but it's not JUST that. You don't get to have personal hobbies or a sense of fashion or really any kind of identity within the Empire outside who you personally want to fuck up. Kallus chose the Lasat and got fucking spiteful about it, which led him to the Siege of Lasan, where he won his bo-rifle.

but like, it's more than that. It isn't just hatred--if it were, I don't think Zeb would have gotten to him. I think that Kallus has had a buried respect for the Lasat for a long time, if only because of how much time and effort it took to win and then become proficient with the bo-rifle. Then there's the layer of it being the only true outlet for identity he's allowed. THEN there's the fact the bo-rifles are a Force weapon. They've got kyber crystals inside them. And I personally subscribe to the idea that everyone can sense the Force, thus be guided by the Force, it's just that not everyone can recognize what is intuition/one's own emotions and what is the Force, nevermind having an ability to influence other shit with the Force.

What I'm trying to say is I wanna believe Kallus bonded with his bo-rifle in a cosmic way. He is the Warrior, hunting the future; the Force always had plans for his ass and saw that a Force-conductive weapon made its way into his hands, that he then spent years becoming deadly with. That fucking weapon is connected to his soul.

and he lost it to Thrawn.

Thrawn didn't beat him in a fight while Kallus was armed with his bo-rifle, but he super beat his ass in a fight. Even if Kallus could argue he didn't earn the bo-rifle, Kallus couldn't retrieve it before having to gtfo. It's still somewhere on Thrawn's stupid ship--my assumption is that Thrawn goes and adds it to his collection of stolen artwork.

Regardless, Kallus doesn't have it anymore. This thing he poured what little identity he was allowed to maintain, years of hard work and practice and countless battles where he relied on it to keep him alive as his primary weapon, nevermind a Force connection, anyone would become attached to a weapon after years of service. This reminder of Lasan, this piece of history, its fucking gone now.

I don't think he'd think he's allowed to mourn that, considering all he's done, but you can't logic away your feelings, and now he's with a group of ppl who actively find that kind of coping pretty fucking unhealthy. At some point he's gonna have to process what that weapon meant to him and its not gonna be pretty.

imo, he gets a tat of it on the forearm of his dominant hand. He'd think about it for a long time but only go through with it after finally discussing all his mixed up feelings with Zeb, who would super approve of him paying his respects to a sacred fuckin weapon this way. It was his, by right, by soul, by will of the Ashla.

[diavolo-is-babygirl]

Hi.

What do I think about during the day? What do I see and brainstorm whenever I play ‘Nightbringer’? What do I think about whenever I work on my MC x Diavolo HCs?

This.

In the aftermath of a profound tragedy, fate weaves together the lives of five disparate humans who find themselves summoned to the enigmatic Devildom. They are handpicked by Diavolo for his exchange program, believing their purpose is to aid in his quest for peace and unity. But hidden beneath this noble facade lies a darker truth.

As they unravel the mysteries of their summoning, guided by the mischievous demons who become their steadfast allies, these five strangers are revealed to be the chosen Knights of the Crown Prince. Their leader, destined to be the Exalt, holds the key to their collective destiny.

Together, they emerge as the Astrals, a formidable force bound by fate to safeguard not only the Devildom but also its vulnerable ruler.

However, their journey is far from straightforward. Barbatos, the loyal steward, unveils a chilling revelation: they are not just protectors but guardians against an ancient, malevolent force that threatens to obliterate everything in its path, including the future monarch of the Devildom.

In the heart of the original Obey Me universe, amidst demons, angels, and the enigmatic Solomon, the Astrals embark on a saga of extraordinary adventures and emotional trials.

Through these trials, they forge unbreakable bonds with the vibrant inhabitants of the Devildom, cherishing the fragile connections they build. During the day they’re seen as vibrant singing school idols, meanwhile by the night they fight to protect everything they hold dear.

With the unwavering support of Barbatos and Solomon, the Astrals passionately defend the newfound bonds they hold dear. Their mission transcends mere protection; it becomes a testament to loyalty and love as they strive to safeguard not only the brothers and angels but, above all, the imperiled prince himself.

(In other words, a whole load of crap that’s inspired by the Sailor Moon series, Persona 5, Love Live Idol and Cardcaptor Sakura. Plus it’s also an excuse for me to come up with several MCs instead of leaving certain characters unshipped because it’s illegal to leave Mammon and Levi single)

(If you actually read down to the bottom please send me a heart)

[the-dork-urge]

Hi! Saw you taking requests and in case you write headcanons for multiple characters can I ask for Rolan, Zevlor and Halsin with g/n Tav who comes out as asexual once they start dating? And perhaps Tav is low key expecting to be rejected by their new partner after this revelation just to be met with reassurance

Coming out as asexual to Zevlor / Halsin Hi sweet anon, here is your request. I am not asexual myself, so I hope I did this hc some justice. <3 Thank you for your ask. (lmk if I am in anyway insensitive about the topic)

Zevlor The love in his eyes whenever he spoke to you, the way he clung to every word you uttered, and the gentle softening of his frown whenever you passed by—all these moments resonated deeply, reflecting the profound connection you shared. He was your soulmate, your steadfast rock, the companion to whom you could always turn with every fiber of your being.

However, you sensed a shift in the air, an unspoken desire for your relationship to progress further. It left you feel overwhelmed, as you felt a slight pressure stirring inside of you whenever he drew near. He noticed it too, observing the slight tremble in your hands.

"It's not who I am," you told him, placing your hands on his face and pressing your forehead against his, shielding yourself from his reaction.

"I—" he cleared his throat, gently taking your hands from his face, ensuring you couldn't hide behind them, "I just need you by my side, my sweet love," he whispered, his eyes locking onto yours, "and I'll have you there in any way that you feel comfortable with." Taking your hands, he pressed them to his lips.

Halsin

You pondered his potential reaction, aware of the depth of your affection for him and his unwavering love in return.

Despite this connection, you couldn't ignore the primal urges that coursed through him, leading you to question if he could still be bound to you even without that same physical magnetism.

In the midst of these swirling thoughts, uncertainty gripped you. Would the strength of your emotional bond withstand the primal forces that seemed to guide him? Could you find unity despite your differing desires? Despite the doubts clouding your mind, one truth remained resolute: your love for him was profound.

So standing befor ehim, you mustered to courage. Your eyes misted over as you spoke, your hands slightly trembling beside your form. Searching his gaze, you found no disappointment, no fleeting sadness. Instead, his eyes remained tranquil, fixed upon you with the same sense of wonder as before. Perhaps his smile was even wider as he recognized how much you had grown to trust him.

"My star," he began, his voice steady and filled with sincerity, "my love for you transcends mere physicality. My heart will beat the same for you, and I will gladly tame the tidal waves inside of me if that means I can embrace the truth of your being." He opens his arms for you to step into. An embrace was what you needed. A reassurance. It would all be okay.

[unabashedly-so]

⚜️ SDV Elliott HC ⚜️

Elliott's family...

Content warning: One-off mentions of homophobic/biphobic microaggressions, alcohol, abusive parents, child favoritism.

I came up with a short story that keeps getting longer about Elliott bringing his partner back to meet his parents (not necessarily by his choice) and confronting a lot of what he'd left behind. The refrain is "To be loved is to be changed," and also part of the resolution is Elliott and his partner totally have nasty revenge sex in his parent's old money country club.

Y'know, therapeutically.

Laurel - 36yo (older sister) - currently a lawyer/attorney in a large city not far from home. She's a very serious person, but not to the point of sternness or coldness. In contrast, she's actually very warm, especially to her siblings, but she's kindly ruthless in her pursuit of what she feels she should pursue. She and Elliott grew up rather close and Elliott idolized her a lot of his childhood, preferring her company over the company of other boys/kids because he felt he could be unabashedly himself around her. She still calls Elliott "Ellie" "Lelly" "Lellit" (Elliott as a toddler would say his name like "Lellit" because all his siblings names started with L so he thought his did too.)

...So anyway here's Elliott's family made for a story that I'll probably never actually get around to writing. "Spoilers" for the story and character growth are in the parentheses at the end for his parents. Also, no they don't have last names because that feels weird.

Loren - 34yo (older brother) - currently a stocks trader or something, but it's not his passion. He mainly does it to make money so he can indulge in his hobbies--traveling, and collecting calculators and typewriters. He has taken Elliott on some of his travels but he's a bit distant emotionally, very much someone who gets lost in his own head, but unlike Elliott, he doesn't really care to share it with others. There are moments of good connection between him and Elliott, but it's a lot of work to get those moments, so Elliott stopped trying to force it. As a kid, Loren was a typically older brother to him and antagonized him appropriately. Elliott was appropriately a younger brother to him when he wasn't dangling off of Laurel. As older siblings, they did share some commonalities that they bonded on, like sharing books, and he was a good listener for Elliott's story ideas.

Elliott - 32yo - as the middle child with two very successful older siblings, Elliott is often overlooked by his parents. There's no incredible pressure for him to be wealthy or successful, but that doesn't mean they aren't disappointed nonetheless. As a child, he was imaginative, creative, and loved to be the center of attention when he had a good story to tell. Otherwise, he was rather quiet. His mother likes to joke that Elliott was the "baby" of the family for 8 years and he's never once forgotten it, saying that he needs more coddling than most, as he was always so attached to his older sister, Laurel.

Samuel - 24yo (younger brother) - very much The Accident. Susannah tells everyone he dropped out of medical school to go practice field medicine in war torn Gotoro. In actuality, he's currently living off the family's fortunes (and Loren's kindness) "finding himself". Elliott's relationship with Samuel is a bit distant, mainly due to the age gap. Elliott is fond of his youngest brother and has fond memories with him, but it was always tainted by a perceptible difference with how he was treated vs. Elliott and the rest of the kids.

Susannah - mother - Motherly but outsourced much of the emotional work to servants. She does care for her children and wants the best for them, but like her husband, very much thinks that they can only be happy in the ways that she comes up for them. Her main style of communication is through double-entendres and snide, passive aggressive remarks. ie, if Elliott brings home a wife, she'll remark, "Oh Elliott, I knew you'd find the right girl to fix you right up!" (talking about his bi/gayness) Laurel followed Susannah's hopes for her, so Laurel is the golden child in her mind. Loren does well for himself and doesn't cause any trouble so he's another good egg. Elliott... well, she doesn't quite understand the path he's chosen. She thinks he's too in-his-own-head for his own good. She tells him to be more like Loren all the time directly, and indirectly reveres Laurel to him. (It's revealed that Killian barely supported her in her raising the kids, which was why she outsourced so much of their raising, because she couldn't handle it on her own and knew it wouldn't be good enough. She also comes around to accepting she doesn't understand Elliott's path in life AND that that's okay as long as he's happy and taken care of. She also says that she and Sir Killian have been seeing a marriage counselor (their "advising consultant") for years and she's so sorry she didn't do it sooner.)

Sir Killian - father - very hands off with the kids. Led by stern example, but not cruel, just not accepting of deviation from his expectations. One-on-one and in private, he can be very warm and caring, even jovial and soft. But there's a military history, one that he's not escaped and comes through in much of his interactions and the persona he puts off. "Sir" comes from that experience. He appears quietly disappointed all the time that none of his children took up the mantle of military service. (It is later revealed that he did not partake in childrearing or supporting Susannah in it because he knew the father he would be was not the father his kids deserved--his father was militant, alcoholic, abusive, etc. He shares that he regrets not even trying, but at the same time, sees how it was a benefit. He shares that he is actually relieved that none of his children went into military service and that his experience made him very anti-war, but coming out with those views would have excommunicated him from his family, and he felt he had to uphold that connection for fear of not being able to provide for his family.)

[yanderes-galore]

How would poly Yandere romantic HCs Lance and pidge work with Altean reader who still grieving her past love ( got killed by galra) would their be patience with them or be mean and tell them to move on and look at us instead ? ( sorry if I got anything it’s been awhile since I watched the show XD )

Sure! I'm not too far into Voltron but I think I understand Lance and Pidge enough to say how they'd feel about this. Correct me if something us too OOC ^^; when it comes to new fandoms I'm still learning. I love the show so far.

Yandere! Lance + Pidge with Altean! Darling who lost their past love

Short Concept/Reaction

Pairing: Romantic - Poly/Sharing

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Grief, Lance is insensitive for a moment, Mature language, Obsession at first sight, Manipulation, Dubious relationship, Yanderes sharing a darling, Slight jealousy, Deception.

I feel the two would have different reactions.

First of all, Pidge is more understanding.

After all, she's experienced loss before.

She may have trouble connecting and bonding at times, but she can tell that goes for you too.

Lance can be a bit more impatient with your grief.

Sometimes he can't read the room or is so fixated on his crush over you that he ignores your feelings.

Pidge makes him reflect on his behavior, however.

After all, you three are the last of the Altean race.

The two met you through Allura and Conran.

Lance immediately develops an attraction towards you, similar to how he felt with Allura in the show.

With Pidge it takes more time due to her dealing with her own emotions.

They won't know of your loss until you become closer.

Maybe Lance makes you have a breakdown by flirting or something and Pidge gets pissed.

Pidge's obsession sparks more when she hears your story.

Galran forces killed your past love?

That's horrible.

Lance finds this as an... opening.

You and your poor broken heart... don't worry!

He'll put your heart back together!

Their obsessions over you start separately.

Although they soon realize they may care for you the same way... and decide to compromise and share you.

Out of everyone Lance was going to share a darling with, let's be honest, it was either Pidge or Hunk.

The two fight... but in this case it's not over sharing you.

It's usually Pidge trying to make Lance more understanding of your plight.

Lance isn't cold so he focuses more on comforting you rather than flirting under Pidge's direction.

It has been decades yet the idea of love and your long dead lover still stirs tears in your Altean heart.

Allura comforts you as a fellow Altean, she even encourages Pidge and Lance to become close companions with you.

The two care about you and your grief over time.

Pidge relates your issues to hers and offers you heartfelt comfort.

Lance tries to be understanding yet, unlike Pidge, is more interested in making you quickly forget your last love rather than slowly overcoming your issue.

Essentially, the two are opposites in how they help you.

They both have the same goal though.

They want to care for you.

Pidge is the softer yandere while Lance is more intense and impatient.

The dynamic is definitely Pidge keeping things under control.

Over time the two try to heal your broken heart.

They've agreed they want to share you and make things work between the three of you.

Even if you turn down their offers of making you feel better, they don't give up easily.

You tell them you wish to focus on avenging your fallen lover and race, which Pidge understands... but...

"...Then we'll do it together!" Lance pipes up.

"Exactly. The Galra have affected us all deeply, please, we just want to make you feel better again!"

The pair isn't too bad, actually.

Pidge's love is soft and teasing/playful while Lance is over the top yet passionate.

Together they'll find a way to worm their way into your heart.

A lot of it's manipulation....

They're still yanderes with selfish desires, even if they do truly care about your loss.

They disguise their isolation and manipulation to keep you to themselves as comforting you.

You don't need to cry or worry anymore... they'll take care of it.

In fact... they'll take care of everything for you from now on as your paladins.

[astrxlfinale]

HC; The Stellaron and Dreams.

There's a connection to be made with the material and immaterial. The living world and the souls of mankind, the matter and the imaginary. It's through the essence of dreams that the laws of Time are a force that generates no worry. Possibilities, choice, it can extend endlessly and all can be explored.

Which makes dreams one of the dangerous breeding grounds. A way to connect, whether many are aware or not. We've seen how the Trailblazer found themselves holding a 'bond' with Cocolia, being able to see facets of her life through dreams, instances where her emotion roared the brightest to the most desperate. This opened the idea to me in the powers of dreams as not only as a gateway, but grounds to let the immaterial angles come to life is an angle to look into.

A lot of this attention I wanted to drive into Penacony directly, and in kind, how Caelus is being effected by it.

A sensitivity to Memoria, to how the warp jump energy of the Astral Express actually served as a pseudo gateway of reaching the Reverie early, the concept of time has grown so loose as the amalgamation of wishes, thoughts, dreams and emotion are forging a new realm entirely. One that's ephemeral in nature, hardly being able to last as Penacony is described as being a sinking ship.

The voices of the Stellaron depend on these very grounds to connect in kind. Possibilities, potential, still finding a cancerous way to bloom and devour all in the new image.

This situates Caelus in a position of reaching towards the center point of it all. For someone who can host the Stellaron within holds a sensitivity beyond the norm. What provoked this the most was how his interactions with Acheron played out, whether it was realized or not. HSR in particular had made divided instances of interactions.

Check it Here! if interested.

The loose lucidity of dreams is truly coming to play here. Each possibility explored, how it's boiled down to 'deja vu' despite all of these happening simultaneously. That is, all except one when it comes to the Red Text, a center point of something that's seemingly meant to happen.

We can only come to see the incoming scale of these influenced events.

[noahtally-famous]

rewatching ridonculous race and I just came up with the wildest 'crack' thought that would prob be single-handedly genius or The Worst Thing Ever.

as usual I’m making it everyone’s problem lmao

a Dave & Keith duo team participating in the race. And their team name is ‘liked the same girl’ or smth like that idk

some extra details:

Sky definitely forced them into it as a ‘Bonding Experience’ bc of the complaining and arguing (and plus she was tired af of how annoying they are). I like to think after PI, Dave approached her and genuinely actually apologized for his actions, like he finally realized how unhinged he turned into and regretted it, and she apologized too for leading him on and not handling the situation better, and they respected the ultimate decision to not date but remained a weird combo of acquaintance-friends. there was a lot of apologizing, crying (bc of course there is), words said, and it took a while but they overcame that massive hurdle.

naturally, Keith isn’t so quick to trust the guy though, and Dave still has bad memories abt him so the tension between them still remains thick.

them arguing legit the entire time they’re on, and live to make each others lives more annoying while facepalming at the others stupidity. (they're a hit among the viewers btw, bc of course they are)

“says the girlfriend-kisser!” “for the last time, I didn’t know you two were dating or else I wouldn’t have kissed her!” “pfft. yeah that’s what you’d like to think.” “uh, yeah, I do think that. because her lips have touched yours and who knows how disgusting your lips are and where they’ve been.” “excuse me, you take that back right now!” “I don’t hear you denying it, bad kisser.” “is that the best you’ve got, Mr. Not Getting Any?” "that's not what the girl you thought liked you was thinking when she kissed me--oh, too soon?" "I will fucking murder you."

everyone else, hearing this go down: what the fuck

homoerotic tension but no one rlly knows whether that tension is due to them actually having underlying emotions other than ‘deep dislike’ or whether that’s just an add-on to their rivalry and they’re just dumb enough to say stuff with double meanings

similar to the point above, no one rlly knows whether to consider them ‘dating but doesn’t know it yet’ or simply enemies

Dwayne Sr. and Dwayne Jr. watching Pahkitew Island on the plane rides and bombarding Dave with questions abt his time there, and making fun of certain parts of the show. Keith is happy to indulge if it means making fun of Dave’s worst moments (“which are like all of them!” “at least I had guts to audition for that damn show.” “are you calling me a coward?” “congratulations. you’ve connected the dots.”)

idk whether they’d end up having a rivalry with another team or if they’re so invested in each other that no one else wants to get between that lmao

it’s funny bc they waste no time rubbing each other the wrong way, but for the sake of winning challenges they’d set aside their rivalry temporarily and work together (and ironically, they make a pretty good team). idk how they’d react if another team made fun of either of them—probably not the most positive; I feel like they’d be the type to laugh at the others misery/frustration at first, but if a certain line is crossed, intervention occurs.

I’ve this silly hc that Noah and Dave are family friends, so interactions between them and the occasional Keith ones are bound to be interesting

I literally don’t know what Keith would look like. When I was younger, I imagined him looking like a sort-of Duncan without the dyed hair (yeah, idk either). But now I’m like ‘would Sky rlly date a guy like that? she’d want to be with someone more sporty and athletic and competitive, probably.’ and now I’m stumped on trying to imagine Keith looks-wise 😭

perhaps he's a combination of the two?? bc I also can't see Sky dating the jockest jock to ever jock lmfao

they have to go through the sewage system in the prison episode, and Dave gets flashbacks from Pahkitew and he's all 'nope, not happening. I'm not touching that disgusting water, do you know how many germs and bacterias are in there?', so Keith's like 'ffs you dramatic shit' and has to carry Dave or piggy-back him until they reach the exit while Dave's alternating between clinging to him like a koala and leaning as far away from him as possible without falling off. (I'm sensing potential bonding over Dave's germaphobia and stuff).

Keith def kept up on the Pahkitew Island season so he knows exactly what Dave is talking abt when he refers to certain episodes.

The Haters/Daters love them, they're all like "those two know what's up. they're exactly like us" and Keith & Dave are like "...no we're not??" and the Haters/Daters are like "you're not dating?!"

Keith doesn't lose his shit easily, he's actually pretty chill and patient--which makes sense given in most sports, you gotta be patient. (Dave's the one who gets all emotional tbvh.) But, naturally, Dave's the only exception when it comes to the whole 'not losing shit easily' deal

"he's your boyfriend. you calm him down." "he's YOUR family friend though?! and for the last time, we're not dating!" -- a Noah and Keith interaction

[pamgkrthwrites]

Bruh I have an idea for a Yandere Sun Wukong x reader. Hcs please.

Over time after being kidnapped the reader has developed traits of a psychopath. Meaning that the reader can’t form positive emotional bonds with people anymore.

How would Sun Wukong react for the reader not caring or showing any emotional bond to their child/children. They are unable to feel anything for anyone now.

They can only feel hate and emptiness for other people and their self.

Warning, this post contains Yandere themes which include; Implied kidnapping, forced pregnancy, parental abuse(neglect), spousal abuse(beating), and forced affection. Read at your risk.

I think he would be concerned and wouldn't know what to do.

I write Wukong with a breeding kink, and so Yandere Wukong would have that same kink intensify but also - as I've stated before - would use pregnancy to keep you with him.

If (serval)forced pregnancies do not get you to connect with him and in fact, make you not connect with the children, he will panic.

Even if we ignore him being a Yandere, Wukong does have some mental health issues. I think he actually suffers from Abandonment Disorder and not PTSD. Sandy and Macaque show more signs of having PTSD than Wukong does. Anyway, because he has these issues he knows he isn't 'built' correctly. Add Yandere on top of that and he probably knows what he goes through isn't normal or healthy.

So seeing you have nothing positive towards the children scares him that you will give his children the same issues. He scares him, a lot.

Now, if he was normal, he would take you to see someone to try to help fix the problem, but he isn't normal. He is a yandere. Many things are running through his head. He can't take you somewhere because what if they take you away from him? What if you take the chance to run away? Plus you are considered missing, he can't just take you in somewhere!

The first thing he does is go up to heaven and see if there is anything that makes someone fall in love. What he is thinking is forcing you to love your children. I don't want this to work however because it's easy. I think it shouldn't work because of your new trait.

The second thing he does is try to force you to love them. Forcing you to breastfeed, forcing you to hold them, forcing you to kiss them. This won't work and might even drive you to hate the children. He would reward you if you did treat them in a loving manner without being told, but it just won't work.

This leaves to the last things he tries, beating you when you show them negative emotions and do not give them affection. He hates hurting you, but he hates seeing you not love your kids more. He will not even treat you if he breaks a bone. That's your fault for not loving them.

Yanderes by nature are abusive. They think in extremes. What they do is not logical. Yandere Wukong beating his darling for not loving their forced children who they did not want in the first place isn't going to fix or solve anything. The only way for it to stop it is if you are successful in getting away from him and hiding out for the rest of your life in the living and in the afterlife.

Realistically, no one wants to be in this situation. However, we use fiction to safely explore these elements. If you are going through something like this in your real life, please try to safely plan a way for you to escape. These relationships are not healthy, so please keep yourself and the people around you safe.

[cherubchoirs]

I mean this sincerely, without insult- what keeps Cyrus from outright killing himself? You make it sound like he has no hope at all that he could be happy in this world, to the point where the most positive thing he can imagine for himself is a life of isolation. Does he think that he’ll be happy and at peace in his new world? It’s obvious that Cyrus is a driven person who wants to show everyone he’s capable. Does he just find the idea of suicide to be a shameful display of emotion and weakness?

man....i did it....again!!!!!

ok first things first – god i’m so sorry i made it sound that bleak in the last ask dfhdjfg cyrus to me is deeply interesting in how miserable he seems to be and i was definitely focusing heavily on the pained aspect of his character. i do hc that he suffers from depression and, as someone with depression myself, i wanted to do my best to describe that inner turmoil. i want to make it clear that my description was meant to be from his perspective, not the objective reality of his situation – depression often makes one feel as though they don’t have a place in the world, that there is nothing the future can offer them. additionally, i do think whatever trauma he went through is related to never being enough while also being constantly othered – this leads him to where he is now, believing that complete isolation, without the burden of emotion, is the only solution to his suffering. this is ultimately compounded by grief and that’s what pushes him over the edge into wanting to reset the entire world - and i think the text pretty plainly supports how much cyrus values solitude due to whatever has happened to him. his end goal after all is to achieve a world without bonds and without emotion, which would be a very desolate place even if other people and pokemon still exist within it (i likely should amend here that this would be more of a practical loneliness rather than truly being singular - his perfect vision may include others in it, but no one would be connected to one another). and so i’m not harping on these points to be cruel, it’s just what i see as a central theme and motivation of his character – the reason i analyzed his inner conflict so thoroughly is because i see it as the main driving force behind his incredibly intense and ambitious designs.

but his extreme solution, his idea that he can only exist in total isolation apart from anyone else, is one arrived at by someone in too much pain to actually think clearly. of course i don’t think this is what’s actually best for him and i don’t think he’d find any peace achieving his goal, which just makes his story all the more tragic. cyrus is deeply troubled and that internal strife colors how he sees the entire world: violence, cruelty, and anguish surround him because that’s all he’s able to focus on at this point, that is his reality even if it’s not an objective truth. he’s a desperate figure then because he believes his lived experience of so much suffering is that of everyone else too, people and pokemon. and that’s so bleak...yet he’s still trying to help in some way. what he’s doing is meant to solve that, to take away the agony he thinks the world is going through just as he is. so i do think there’s something of a spark of hope inside of him yet.

HOWEVER, being the kind of person i am, i very much love the idea of cyrus having a healing arc and being able to actually do what he needs to find some happiness. it’s one of the reasons why i loved the platinum arc in pokespe – cyrus realizes through watching the protagonists that forming bonds with others can lead to the complete spirit that he’s been trying to accomplish on his own. he sees that connections aren’t always a hindrance and that opens his heart enough to have him help the protagonists in the distortion world, as well make shaymin bloom in his arms. he ultimately leaves with his commanders so they won’t be left alone, and that’s the kind of ending i really love for cyrus. because he does have so much to offer not just in his intellect and ambition, but also in what i see as being a potentially very empathetic person based on his motivations. he’s just been through a lot of trauma and the connection he’s had to his own emotions has been difficult.

so i’ll say sorry again for making it seem like i thought he deserves a fate all alone!! i don’t at all and i don’t think it’s best for him whatsoever, nor do i believe that’s the only solution to his suffering. i’m actually very much in the opposite camp – i have something of a post-game au that’s all about him opening up to friendships with certain people and pokemon he can trust, as well as figuring out how to identify and connect with what he might be feeling. because while i do see cyrus’s situation in-game as tragic and difficult at best, i don’t think he’s at all a lost cause or that the only solution he has is to be in a world entirely alone. cyrus can make connections and there are people that value him as he is, so he’s not truly alone as he perceives himself to be...i just think he needs the support he never had in the past and to open himself up to accepting it.

[makesometime]

Today I come to you and humbly request some 18 month time skip Zoscar headcanons

-🦎

(using that as my signature from now on, but I'm the same anon who's been sending you a bunch of hc asks lately 🙃)

Hello 🦎!!

I think that a few of these might not align with canon but they align with my heart and isn't that enough?

(this got longer than I intended it to but I have a lot of feelings, apparently)

The team

Wilde, Barnes, Carter and Zolf travelled to Japan together. In that time, it became clear that the teams that worked best with one another were Zolf and Wilde and Barnes and Carter.

However, they still worked as varying combinations up until Wilde's incident, which I think happened relatively early and signalled a turning point for all four of them. I think Wilde used to go on missions - scouting, info gathering, etc. - relatively frequently before he was hurt. They couldn't afford not to have him on the front lines. But after, he was physically and emotionally scarred, and saw his strength being in admin, not action, especially without his magic.

Wilde's scar was given to him by someone he trusted and he had to work hard not to shut the other three out as he healed from that betrayal. It was a very very long process for him, but he found that easier to do with Zolf, because Zolf didn't coddle him, just made sure he healed, made him look after himself. Enforced self care.

The scar

Post scar, Wilde’s way of dealing was to throw himself into work, so the only times he’d leave his office would be to eat with the team or check in on their training.

He and Carter would sit under the overhang at the edge of the inn, safe from the rain, and watch Zolf and Barnes spar - each focused on a different man, but for the same reason.

Wilde found a great fondness for sitting in the kitchen while Zolf made dinner, watching the way he grew into his skills, taste testing and doing a little paperwork before dinner.

The familiarity

Having said all this, Wilde grew warmer, not colder, as time went on. This is very important to me, because Zolf knows he can be warm and is soft with him and encouraging when Azu and Hamid arrive. They know each other so well by that point, in a way that can only have come through spending time together, through arguments and teasing and banter and friendship. It's very important to me that they're friends.

I think that Wilde still had his bad days though. They all did. And on those days Zolf would take dinner to his office and sit with him, and talk to him, and help him get out of his head. Or, if Wilde was in a foul mood, he'd sit across the room and study dwarves and the weather until Wilde wanted to talk, if he did at all. If he didn’t, that was okay too.

Wilde would withdraw every time he thought about the fact that Zolf was going to have to go to Shoin's eventually. He had to reconcile that his presence would harm more than help, but that Barnes and Carter would keep Zolf safe. Probably. Hopefully. Gods, he was relieved when Hamid and Azu arrived and he got the intelligence about Cel. At least he'd have a backup team in Barnes and Carter to rescue them(him) if everything went wrong.

The bond

I think Wilde fell for Zolf quietly and over a long period of time. I wholeheartedly believe he was in love with Zolf (and knew it) long before Hamid and Azu turned up. For Zolf, I think he realised he cared what happened to Wilde much sooner than he factored in that his emotions about the man ran deeper. Whether he got there in Japan or not… I'm not sure. I fluctuate on that a bit.

I think Zolf realised he was putting more effort into things like meals to get Wilde to smile. Spending ages to get the flavour just right and Carter teasing him about it and it just not connecting in his brain why he's putting this extra time in. And then Wilde smiles at the scent of dinner and he smiles, and his heart aches a little less.

Zolf and Wilde would both have atrocious dreams, even with Wilde’s shackles and Zolf’s new faith. This led to them spending a lot of the wee small hours in each other's company, falling asleep in each other's beds and not mentioning it in the morning - sneaking out, even, and smiling when realising how ridiculous that was.

Zolf introduced Wilde to Campbell novels during quarantine, when there was nothing else to read. Wilde insisted he didn’t like them, and was annoyed at how good they are. The perfect pulpy racy nonsense to get you through seven days in a cell.

Them

Their bond, whether romantic or not, is forged through hardship but also through actually having the time to get to know one another. It’s slow, but that only makes their resulting relationship stronger. They’re truly, as Ben and Alex said, the only ones that can weather each other’s bullshit and that gets me so good.

As much as I enjoy writing them in an established relationship in Japan and will definitely continue to do so, I do think it works nicer if they were holding off on getting together until the airship literally forced their hand. Just for the sheer emotion of it all.

[cafecourage]

VIO CONTENT PEKASE PLEASE DKJNEOIAJEPLENSENEIWN OIYUEB NWPL EHAHAHAHhSNJKNKNKSLMFDLKSFNKLNFEOIFNEOWIFNEWOFNEWOFIWEMV

Thy....... ok here you didn't give me an AU so I just f***ed around and found out.

Vio headcanons (for all Au’s and general)

General HC:

- Vio crochets. People can fight me on this!!! He crochets and knits. He does it to calm his thoughts, just to slowly zone out. Catch him plotting his own story in his brain while doing so.

- Speaking of stories, this man is probably an Author. He most likely had written a fluffed-up version of their adventure. There wasn’t really a point of him doing so but it did get all of his feelings out on paper.

- Out of all the colors I feel like he would get the most night terrors. It will lead to him having bad insomnia.

General Love HC:

- Indifference. That’s the base emotion he is feeling towards a Reader that ended up traveling with the chain. He does like you! Don’t get that wrong. It’s just the situation calls for his attention to be on the goal. The other colors are better at social interactions then him.

- Reader in a normal traveling with the chain au, would be from a more modern timeline. Not fully but like one of that mixed technology and Medieval fantasy-based era.

- It honestly was weird that you just hang out with Four with him in control. You seem like you just gain energy from just talking or interacting with the others and Vio isn’t…really… that social.

- It was a slow bonding experience. It started as you sitting nearby when he was reading or working on a project. Nether talking nor really minding the other's company.

Isekai HC:

- This man is super anxious around you. The sobs when you were also convinced, he killed green, along with your cries from his betrayal still ring in his ears even now. He hates knowing that you might not trust him anymore because of that. The other Colors think he is just overthinking it because you did welcome him back with open arms after.

- Vio is kind of just dancing around you when they finally realize you’re the voice and presence that they felt during their adventures. While the other colors jumped on to the opportunity to get to know you better. He just… can’t?

- You’re his and the other’s anchor. They consider you their (ex. Imaginary) friend. The one person that was always by their side. Cheering them through the toughest of times, and Vio feels like you would leave them if he even tries to get close.

- He really, truly wants to standby you. He wants to not feel guilty enjoying your hugs. He just… wants you to be happy.

Divide and conquer. That’s normally how Four dealt with supply runs. Four was accompanied by you today. Which meant the others were in town. So, Four decided to let the colors stretch their legs. It was nice for each of them to actually speak to you one on one. However, they had limited time and still needed to get the items before sundown.

With five people it should go a lot quicker than normal. So, with the promise of being able to hang out after. Each Color and you went their separate ways. Vio was almost done with his list of items. The last thing he needed was some more personal items.

“Sneak attack!!” A warmth from behind engulfs the purple hero. Picking him up briefly to give a small squeeze. You were smiling brightly down at Vio. “Hi again.”

It was a miracle that his brain didn’t just short circuit just looking up at them. “I- Hello??” One of the many things you’ve said on their journey came out as, Vio was scrambling for a sense of, for the lack of better words, ground to root himself to. “Why are you here?”

“Is it against the law to hug someone I am closed to?”

“No, but…” he didn’t understand why you wanted to shower him, in affection and love. But how can he ask you that? You’re always giving Four hugs and small platonic kisses. He didn’t want you to stop. He and his brothers loved and craved that warmth you brought with your presence.

Vio didn’t know if he was deserving of it. The others were, that’s for sure. Despite how rough blue is, how bossy Green could be or how much Red cried in their adventure. You always had the patience of a saint. It was him that tested that and found how far that patience went. “Viiiioooooo, earth to my favorite grape color hero!” He was finally put back down on his feet. “Are you ok?”

“Define ok.” He was quick to answer, after finally getting some semblance of his ability to think back. He took his chance to back away from your presence.

That wasn’t the right thing to say apparently as your face slowly twisted to a pout. “Are you mad at me?”

“Mad… at you?” He repeated to confirm he heard you correctly. You gave a small nod now doubting your assumption. “Why?”

Your shrug didn’t give him much of an answer. “Well, it just seems when Four is influenced by you he is more distant.” You paused trying to figure out what to say next. Vio on the other hand was mortified that you were able to read his body language so well. Actually, he should have expected it. That’s how you knew that the colors exist in the first place. “If I did anything-“

“No, it’s not you!” It was him. It was all him. Vio knows logically being still hung up about the past was ridiculous. Emotions are annoying. He isn’t built to deal with them. “I just thought.” There was no nice way to explain this to you though. “You were still mad at me.”

“Oh.” Well, this got awkward really fast. Vio kept up his indifferent front hoping that his cheeks weren’t still as red as his brother’s tunic. “But I like you a lot!” You took his hands suddenly. “Don’t get me wrong I was mad. But I know you’re a good person Vio! I like you; I like your brothers and I like Four!”

Ah. There he goes.

- The first of the Colors to realized he loved you in this AU. Which just makes everything even worse for him. Since he knows the other colors feel the same but are in denial because of your connection with Four.

- He could help the others…..Nah…. Vio wants to watch them suffer.

Cafe HC:

- Coffee? If he feels like death. Yes. Tea mostly though. He tends to get the blunt of the headaches. Tea also helps with his ability to sleep.

- He is the type of customer that comes in and stays for hours. In his case just writing and/or reading. You’ve only ever spoken to him a few times before. Mostly to get his order and asking about his day. Small talk!

- Slowly you learn more about him. You learn that he has brothers. Is an author, (you’ve bought his book and teased him about having it signed now.) Had traveled around the world a few times before.

- You’ve met some of his siblings before. They actually come as often as he does. Striking up more of a conversation than him. Sometimes even getting him to talk to you more…

It’s has occurred to you how much time has passed since you last saw a Vio. It was a long time. A few months honestly. It kind of hurt that he and his brothers just up and left without giving you a fair warning but, it’s their personal business and not yours. Yet…

You thought you five were close.

It’s fine. Maybe Link was around! They were his siblings and you could just go to the forge and ask. Though you weren’t too close to Link so maybe it would be a bit awkward to ask him about his brothers.

They are probably fine.

There is no need to worry, they are all seasons’ adventurers!

It seems like this day was just going to be a slow one. Where you couldn’t get your mind off of your friends. It was almost closing time so another day without any word from your favorite color-coded brothers.

You decided to clean the shelves early tonight. Leaving some smaller bits for the Minish that may or may not be inside your small cafe. Lifting the chairs onto the tables to clean the floor. Making sure they get every nook and cranny. To make your life easier the next morning.

As you picked up the finally empty tray off of the counter you were heading into the back. Until the door to your small shop swung open and a group of similar-looking Adventurers comes stumbling in. “(Y/n)!”

“Vio?” You turned around quickly, only to see him helping to keep one of his brothers up. They looked like they ran through ten monster camps just to get to your sleepy little shop. You felt dread came in full force as the empty tray slips from your grasp. You bolt to his side ordering the others to get in the store. “You lot are staying over here.” You didn’t ask it was a demand. No room for argument. “There are potions in the back. You can use what you need.”

“Thank you, Ms.” a larger man with a scar across his eye went in the direction you pointed.

You gather the knocked-out brother to help Vio. “Thank you.” He said sheepishly.

“It’s no problem,” You smiled back at him. “Let’s make sure your brothers are safe. I was about to get dinner ready. How does something hearty sound?”

“That sounds lovely thank you.”

- You might have not known Vio and his brother for long but they really do consider your small little cafe as a safe space. A little heaven that they don’t need to be a Hero.

- Now when he stops by on this adventure you tend to give him packs of supplies and a bunch of treats for the road.

- You also started writing him letters and care packages when you can. Now that you know that he is traveling around. Though you don’t know how the mailman knows where he is… that’s… not something your gonna question really.

[a-libra-writes]

Hey! Could you do these headcanons [💖,💐] for Jaime, or Tyrion? I've been in the GoT fandom “recently” (like a month or two ago?), and I don't see much of them; especially Tyrion (I don't know book-Tyrion yet 👀). I've been reading your blog for a while, and I really like your writings; I'm taking my time to read them again jsjsj. I understand if you don't want to, or doesn't catch your eye; I hope I'm not being rude or anything, but I wanted to try my luck. Please take care and be safe! <3

welcome to our cluuuub! welcome to our cluuuuuub! 

im glad youre enjoying GoT so much, and my blog! You should def give the books a try if you ever have a chance! Book Tyrion is rlly diff in many cool ways, same with Jaime. 

also i uh ... did the thing where i confused the emojis again, so I did “date” for both of them as well LOL oops

💘 Tyrion Date HC

Once Tyrion really starts liking you, he takes you to the loveliest places. We’re talking walks through gardens with little ponds and animals, a covered boat ride on a river, or walking through an exciting market full of Essosi traders. The thing is, he’d never call this “courting”. That makes it too official, too serious. He plays it off as simple visits two friends would make.

He’s excellent at finding out the things you’re interested in. You aren’t aware of it, but Tyrion really pays attention to what you respond to and what you like the most. I mean, he’s already watching you because he loves you, but if you aren’t vibing with an activity and location he’ll take that into consideration for next time.

He has lots of fun experiencing new things with you, period - after you’re together, after you’re married. If he finds out about something new, he’ll tell you so you both can do it together.

Tyrion prefers more private locations, since the court is exhausting and nearly all people he meets don’t like him anyway... but there’s something exciting about having such a pretty girl on his arm, someone who clearly adores him and wants to spend time with him.

Gifts! You tell him he doesn’t have to, but he likes presenting you with little things at the beginning or end of a date. First it’s practical things, so he can brush it off as “You seemed like you could use that”, before it’s just outright pretty jewels and dresses and he has no excuse. At that point it’s because he clearly loves you.

When it’s your name day, he has such a great evening planned out. If you’re married, make that a weekend or a week to travel and enjoy a little mini-vacation. Tyrion is excellent at planning an event in secret, so you have no idea what he has in store until the morning of your birthday.

In a modern AU, he’s not too different - he wants to explore new places and new things. He’d probably live in a city and would always find the strangest hole in the wall places to eat and shop at. If you like books, or records, or clothes, he’s gonna find something really out of the way and specific.

💖Tyrion Pregnancy HC

From the time you announced your pregnancy to the entire 9 months, it was like the worst emotional whiplash he’s ever had. There are SO many thoughts going through his head. Some of them are:

One, he’s delighted you want to have a family with him. Yes, you two are married, but it’s not out of duty to the Lannisters. It’s the ultimate proof you love him, he decides - because there’s a real chance your child could turn out like him, and you don’t care. And he knows you’ll love the child if that happens. He just knows you’ll be a wonderful mother. Second, you clearly express your joy to his family and the courtiers. You’re proud and you don’t care who knows. Third, he thinks about how horrid his own upbringing was, and he’s absolutely 100% determined to be an excellent father. Fourth ...

You get the point. He’s so torn between worry - what if the child is born with a problem, what if you die in childbed, what if he turns out to be a terrible father - and absolute, unbelievable devotion. You thought he was protective and doting before? Nothing is too good for you. You have to tell Tyrion to dial it back a bit, you don’t need new clothes every month and ten sets of silken bedsheets and all this jewelry....

He’s a bundle of nerves the closer the due date is. You two might actually get into spats because you’re exhausted and achey, and he’s just a mess. Jaime actually has to knock sense into him and get him to calm down.

But once your child is born...  it all washes away, like a wave carrying him. He’s so happy. He can’t even function. He wants the hold the child all the time, he wants to see them, talk to them - and he asks so many questions to you and the maester. When will the child talk? When will they walk? Can they understand him? Do they know he’s their father? And so on.

Also, his protectiveness would go through the roof. He would never forbid you from going anywhere or doing anything, but.. he would be obviously nervous if you mentioned you were going travelling or something. 

And it goes without saying he’s keeping extra tabs on Cersei, certain courtiers, maybe his own father. He doesn’t trust any of them for anything.

Bronn will probably get assigned to bodyguard duty for you. He’s clearly not pleased, and you just sigh and dismiss him for the day so you don’t have to listen to his smart mouth.

He likes to feel your stomach, especially when the babe kicks! It relieves his worries that the child might be born “wrong” somehow. The fact they’re kicking, wiggling and moving, seemingly in response to him, makes him feel much better.

💐 Tyrion Family & Kids HC

He’s an excellent father, even though he has his moments of emotional hang-ups. He wants to ensure his child is educated, empathetic and uses their damn head. While he’d be doting and affection, he wouldn’t be a total pushover and can reasonably discipline them. Tyrion is great at talking to children respectfully and treating them like people.

On that note, he has no patience for someone like Cersei or his father trying to butt in on his parenting. He’ll stand up to them and firmly insist he can raise his child on his own, thank you. He won’t take any “advice” or threats from them.

He’d be quite good at figuring out what his children are talented in, and encouraging them. He’s seen what it’s like when a child is forced into a single box and hinge all their worth on that (Jaime) and when they’re looked over and ignored (him and Cersei). 

Yes, he basically decides to do the opposite of whatever his father did.

There would be times when he’d want to educate his children himself, but only on certain subjects - reading and writing, for example. He trusts the maester just fine, he just wants to have that bonding opportunity with them. 

(He’s so proud of all of them no matter what though 😭)

If you’d be up for it, Tyrion would like several children. He’s not 100% on how many, since he’s never really given himself a chance to hope and daydream for a family. He knows he needs a son for the Lannister line to continue, but he’d never force you to continue risking your health for that. Ultimately, however many you want, that’s what he’ll be happy with. If it’s all girls, he’ll love them the same.

💘 Jaime Date HC

It’s actually amusing how bad he is at taking you somewhere interesting. It ends up being an accident - you run into him in a beautiful garden or some obscure part of the Red Keep, and he offers to show you something interesting he found. From there, you two get lost and take a while to find your way back.

... Or you take him somewhere you thought was interesting, and he goes along with it. When you point out that Jaime is pretty bad at this “courting” business, he just scoffs and says that’s definitely not what he’s doing. He’s just visiting with ... a friend ... .... just a friend. Yup.

Another aspect is the fact he’s a Whitecloak, and he might be having to avoid Cersei. That kind of makes things dicey.

However, when he returns from the Dreadfort and that absolute hell of a journey, he’s doesn’t care so much who sees you two. He wants to get away from the Red Keep, even if that’s his duty, so he starts wandering out with you. When Jaime is patrolling on his own and sees a place of interest, he makes a mental note to bring it up to you later. And when he does, and you offer to go with him ... Well, he won’t complain.

Since you two have been so many places, he starts to associate them with you. When he’ll pass by it on his own, he thinks about something you laughed at, or something you told him there. If you ever touched his hand or his face while you two visited a garden, he will remember that touch every single time he passes by. 

After you’ve known each other for a while, and he’s feeling sentimental, he’ll ask, “Do you remember those docks a mile away from the Red Keep? There was a man pushing a cart that had these colorful glasses and wares. You were wearing a blue dress, and when you dirtied it, I carried you around down the street?”

You have no idea where he’s talking about, but that’s the sort of road his memory lane is.

In the modern AU, he’s still pretty terrible at dates. He’s more of the type who wants to wander around with you and just pop into a place that seems interesting - and then he’ll associate you with it. Anytime he sees that cafe chain again, even in a different city, he remembers the hot cocoa you ordered and the little marshmallow mustache you gave yourself.

And honestly, he prefers to stay home with you, cuddling and watching something. He can be as bad as a needy cat when he wants cuddles and attention; you aren’t escaping anytime soon.

💖Jaime Pregnancy HC

Oh no.

Back when Jaime was a boy and lectured endlessly on the duties of a Lannister heir, he didn’t truly understand what that meant. Especially after Cersei coerced him into taking the white cloak, he figured he’d never have children of his own.

... Well. Then there was three. but they never felt like his, which was Cersei’s intention. It was so strange, even if they looked like him, he couldn’t connect Joffrey, Myrcella and Tommen to himself.

Also, look who his father is. That’s a lot to unpack.

It’s not until he’s completely left Cersei and lost his sword hand that he starts thinking and seeing things differently. It feels different when you play with the children, when you look longingly at mothers, when he’s intimate with you and you let him finish inside. He starts thinking what it’s like, and that’s scary, considering it never crossed his mind before.

And then he thinks about how his mother died, and what it did to his father. He never openly discusses it with you, but he has nightmares about it. Jaime doesn’t sleep well for a lot of your pregnancy, especially toward the last few months. He does a little better with each child. To distract himself, he takes care of you.

He likes the idea of having two children, a boy and girl, or two boys, but he’s fine with one or more than two. Anything more than four would probably overwhelm him.

Gods save the person who threatens you, even if it’s his sister. His protective instincts go into overdrive, to the point where someone being disrespectful to you on the street will make him want to fight.

💐 Jaime Family & Kids HC

When you tell him, honestly... his first thought is what an awful parent he’d be. He had one example for what a father is like, and he was hardly an influential part in the lives of the three children he sired. You’d have to reassure Jaime and give him confidence, because he has none where this is concerned. He’s positive he’ll screw it up somehow, he’ll be too distant, or too cruel. How do you even hold a baby? What do you say to little ones? He’s going to take care of you, there’s no question of that, but his nervousness is palpable. 

Still, he has such a cute smile when he holds his child - what he considers his first real one - and he right away sees you in them. Their nose, and smile, and eyes. It’s amazing, he decides.

Jaime is a terribly indulgent father. He tries to scold where he can, but more often than not he’s amused by his kid being mischievous. When they pull pranks on guests or get into fights with other kids, he’ll let them off easy if he felt like it was justified. If you’re the more disciplinary parent, the kids totally learn to go to Jaime when they want something.

He’s not overly physically affectionate, but he often ruffles their hair (even if they’re a girl with hair you just braided), gives them rides on his shoulders and lets them sit on his lap and fall asleep. He also has a habit of patting their cheeks or shoulders when he’s pleased.

Jaime didn’t think he’d be excited to teach swordplay and horseback, but he’s so happy when one of his kiddos is interested in both or either. Even if they’re a girl, he can’t help but teach her everything he knows. It also makes him feel better that he has something to teach and pass on even if he lost his sword hand.

Also ... he’s a terrifying papa lion. Do not ever even slightly threaten his children or wife in front of him. His temper and pride will flare and he’ll start a fight right there. 

Related to that, he can fight off Cersei’s cruelty and coldness to you and your children together because he knows how to deal with her. If Tywin disapproved of you in some way, or was trying to take control of how the children were reared, Jaime would genuinely struggle to stand up to him. He doesn’t want his kids to go through the childhood he had, but it’s difficult for him. He won’t go into full “fuck this” mode unless the children are seriously threatened. 

[sugar-petals]

The more I read you Levi HC (which is 😔👌❤️ btw), the more I’m reminded of yoongi somehow (but with less trauma and better circumstances lmao)

yoongi does influence my writing a lot — and their lives resemble each other, they’re deep characters to say the very least. and so tiny 🤗

levi and suga have both survived poverty and loss of their friends early in life. they wound up broken men with depression and sleepless nights, but backbones strong enough to carry everyone around them. the last thing you’d call them is spineless and avoidant of an endless struggle towards something. their emotions have undergone many a rupture as the price to pay for it. levi is only comforted by a cup of tea and clean tables, yoongi finds his little daily joy in coffee and attending to the household. they both look up to authority figures to navigate them through chaos and their own heavy cross, have a strong sense of duty, but an unmatched resistance to bs. 

they also share insecurity about their height because their profession is competitive to the highest degree, and they speak straightforwardly for that reason as well. they have a way of talking that reflects their origin. they sport heavy brooding sarcasm on top of that. sometimes, it comes from feeling physical pain. levi and yoongi have partially battered bodies that they have been forced by circumstance to quickly recover. they are admirable athletes. of course both are inseparable from swords because blades symbolize the cutting away of the unwanted and the threatening, and they have a lot of unwanted things in their life. 

since they live under extreme pressure, levi often looks tormented, shut-down and exhausted, and yoongi can come across as disappointed, non-reactive, or tired. rarely is it that they fully open their barriers to somebody. they do develop strong bonds. but they both deal with their mysterious sexuality/affection in roundabout ways but are known for mincing no words about it, there’s a strong contradiction. they also behave differently with men vs women, they’re more sceptical towards most guys but genuinely open-hearted and well-meaning with girls. 

in fact, they form connections with women very easily but are selective with men: both their fathers were absent or emotionally distant. they only seem to flock to very charismatic men who have a strong grip on social settings and emotions. otherwise, they both retreat from group gatherings as the hidden listener because attachments pain them because of bad experiences and they associate too much happiness with impending doom. they both deal with topics of being a street thug and fighting for sheer survival. they describe themselves as lunatics verbatim, but come across as controlled and calm outside of their area of expertise. 

actually, they’re actually very humorous, being the most relieving person when the situation is the most grim. when others are upbeat, they are standoffish and look sad. it’s quite extreme how much self-hatred they have compared to how much people love and want to look out for them. they themselves would often call their appearance unattractive, but other people heavily disagree and find them to be the most beautiful. especially their masculine voices are very appealing and their tone is hard to miss, they are both defined by their voice, it contributes a lot to their popularity. 

although they’re widely known and revered in their world, they aren’t fair-weather. both of them have often talked about the giving up on one’s dreams. vice versa, their smiles have great value to those who love them since their bliss is precious. their friends deeply matter to them. but they remain distant, their self-preservation is often too strong to take the full emotional leap. they both appear younger but their environments have aged them by decades and they are usually the most mature-thinking person around. they are pragmatists.

they also seem lithe but have powerful physiques to shield them from their high-stress surroundings. which they have to face daily without ever being able to escape. they would both use any means to achieve their ends but at the same time, their hearts are too vast and vulnerable, and often at their limit. you have to be really strong to bear this, they are heroes. there’s a reason why those who bother to get to know them develop a profound cherishing and unmatched dedication. it’s something that they both really need and deserve to receive.

[obeymeluv]

Can you do a belphie fanfic where the mc has a anxiety/panic attack and just freaks out and can’t clam down so belphie using the pact to find them and since they can’t relax use the thing you talked abt in the kidnapping hc where he ends up forcing them to sleep in order to calm down

How dead am I, huh? (very)

School is absolutely killer. I’ve made it through the rough(er) spot--probably the roughest spot of the semester?--so I’m going to answer this and snoop around to figure out if I’ve got anything that needs updating. 

I may just do the baby post today, by George :o

ALSO, CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW I PLAYED RELIGIOUSLY FOR TWO WEEKS AND MADE IT TO THE NEXT LEVEL BECAUSE I GOT A ONE-STAR PASS?! WHY?! I WORKED SO HARD AND RAISED MY CARDS A BUTT-TON!

This probably won’t be very long, but anyways...

Belphegor wasn’t incredibly accustomed to the idea of panic. It’s hard to think back thousands of years, but he’s sure the only time he ever really felt it was when he saw Lilith plummeting somewhere out of reach.

No armor, no medic, no help, just helpless...

Wounded and maybe unconscious. Maybe she was dead before she finished falling. 

The memory is fuzzy. About as fuzzy as his eyes and focus feels now. There’s a sense of urgency in his chest, like he swallowed a little bird whole and it’s trying to find its way out. It’s pecking at the muscles in his chest; the panic twangs through him like a plucked string. It reverberates, a cascade of full-body tingles zapping his brain into alertness.

Not here, no, there! Go that way! Belphegor almost thinks he’s sleepwalking because there’s a disconnect between his brain and his body. Something that can’t process. Maybe he’s dreaming again and he’s subconscious seeking out a better napping spot. The youngest twin pushes open his eyes, a slice of blue violet and pink, and he realizes he’s in the foyer of the House of Lamentation.

Head outside! Keep going, keep going! the fluttering feeling starts to buzz in his chest, a pointed insistence demanding he walk outside. He knows he’s not dreaming now, and that he’s being directed to something. There’s something important in...whatever direction his feet are going. The crisp Devildom air never changes and never fails to wake him up when he goes for his rare walks. As he walks, he runs through the very small list of people who could pull on him like this.

Beelzebub would do it without thinking, and he never gives off such distress. Indigestion or upset stomach, maybe. Never panic. Belphegor has never known him to panic; in fact, Beelzebub has always been his rock, his protector. The other brothers would give off The Call, which could wake even him from a dead sleep.

So that left you, and the thought exhausted him. Or maybe pity felt just like exhaustion to this body. Under this sin he still wasn’t used to embodying. Being tugged on by a human would certainly explain the squirrelly, flitting sensation dancing throughout his chest. He confirmed the beseeching pull by wandering away from the general direction of the pulse.

It thrummed a little higher. A little stronger, like a silent plea. An urge to turn around, a compulsion to walk forward. Although the site of RAD caused a growl to bubble up in his throat, Belphegor fought the urge to shrink away. Instead, he allowed his demon form to take over, tail swishing angrily at the sight of the stupid school with stupid Diavolo’s name on it. 

He crossed the threshold of RAD and inhaled quietly. Deeply. Your scent was very faint, masked by the passage of times and countless demons who came and went for class. It didn’t help that the Conjuring and Conjugation class smelled like smoke, and that smell seemed baked into the walls. 

Where are you?  Belphegor’s brows furrowed as he tried to see past the white tips of his hair. The panic wasn’t as strong now...perhaps your adrenaline was starting to fade. He was always careful when using the bond; when using it you were very susceptible to getting sleepy or falling asleep. If he wasn’t there, who knows where you’d land or what trouble you’d get in?!

Let me in, let me see. Show me. Belphegor took a stuttering step as his vision darkened dramatically. He was looking through your eyes now. Humans didn’t have the eyesight of a demon but even he could make out a shelf above your head--wooden with an iron gilded edge. It was topped with too many shapes to discern; he stretched your arms to feel stone walls scrape under his fingertips.

There was enough space to turn around one, two, three times. Whatever was behind you had a finite end. Nothing bulky in the way, but a cluster of something that rattled and jangled in the adjacent corner. He had you walk forward until you bumped into old, hard wood of a door. Feel the door, check for a handle--there were no splinters but he could feel cracks under his fingernails.

No light or faint glow from corridor torches. You weren’t near any windows. 

The panic flared up all over again and it was strong enough to shake Belphie’s concentration. His heart cantered and he lost his grip on the connection. Human emotions could be so disgusting and yet, he was all too pleased to get the good ones from you. Ones that felt better than the warmest, coziest blanket.

There was the distinct feeling of a trapped animal ramming the sides of its cage. The fear of being closed in on and somewhere far too small. It was a feeling he knew all too well, being up in that attic as long as he was. The sensation of bruising his shoulders pulsed like the faint echoes of banging he was able to hear somewhere in the distance. Belphegor initiated the push again, forcing you to walk towards the door and put your hands on it.

Make noise, Belphegor demanded. You were shaking too much to do so. Your arms felt locked, and your brain felt too frazzled, too jumpy, to tell your arm and hand what to do. So he helped you, beating his fist on the wall as gently as he could. Humans were only so strong, but the dull noise was enough to make him take a right.

He stood before a wooden door that had been jammed shut by a wall torch. No doubt by some gutless demons playing a joke on the exchange student. Your newness had likely charmed too many and spurned a few. Surely upset some who used to wear the crown of popularity. Belphegor choked down the angry noises, the rage that burned blinding white-hot in his veins, and ripped the torch out with enough force to take half the wrought-iron lock.

You came spilling out with babbling sobs and gasping breaths that made his chest burn. He sort of felt like throwing up. His tail swished angrily at your situation and the unpleasant idea of you emptying your stomach on his hoodie. Careful not to grab your cheeks with his long nails, afraid you’d accidentally cut yourself on them as you tried to bury your face against them, Belphegor held your face in his palms.

Squished that cute, dumb human face of yours. He bent down until you were forehead-to-forehead, issuing a quiet demon coo that roughly translated to comfort. A wish for calm. Key emotions in the demon language would translate in the human subconscious, they’d come to learn, and that effect was enhanced when pulling on the bond. It helped a little bit but to save your shaking and the nauseating feeling brewing in your stomach, he burrowed into the bond and sent a wash of sleepiness over you.

It was a command, really. It didn’t technically count as charming you, so Lucifer could suck it. It was just a...very potent side effect of the bond that he happened to use for a good reason. You slumped awkwardly against him, going limp as a doll, and Belphie underestimated how graceless that made you.

How heavy, too! You were BEYOND easy to hold and handle by demon standards, but humans were awkward to hold when they weren’t positioned right. He pinned you between the wall and one shoulder as he texted Beel, wondering if gravity could put you in a piggy-back position. So far your chin was on his shoulder...that was about it. He debated moving into a slow crouch but was worried you’d tumble straight over his shoulder or flop out of his reach (to the left or the right).

He tried slowly wrapping his arms around you, putting your arms on his neck, but your legs wouldn’t stay on his waist. Belphegor got the bright idea to wrap his tail around your legs once he secured them in place, but now your head was lolling in a way that humans’ bodies probably shouldn’t.

This position wasn’t good, either, and it made him feel very tangled. Just when he was considering stuffing you under one arm and toting you like his pillow, Beel shuffled around the corner with a bit of training equipment and a cooked Devilbird leg that he’d nicked from the cafeteria prep. By the smile on his face, he’d done it without getting caught, too.

Beel’s eyes glittered with interest as he looked at his little brother and the human. There was surely a story here, but if Belphie wanted to share it, he would. The bit of training equipment was very similar to a human world baby-carrier, something they used to practice training under added weight. He shouldered it on and tried to stabilize you as best he could, reaching blindly over his shoulder to hold you as Belphie buckled you in.

The twins started back towards the House of Lamentation, Belphie lagging behind not only because he was tired, but to keep an eye on you. “You think they’d wake up for food?” Beel turned to look at him. Your feet swung out and your head rolled a little. Belphie flicked him in the back of the calf with his tail and turned him forward gently.   

“Maybe,” Belphie laughed. “But I owe you for bringing the sling, so let’s grab a bite at AkuDonald’s.” he offered. Beel agreed, humming with excitement. After Beel ate his fill, they went back to the House of Lamentation. You slept the whole way, but Belphie wasn’t surprised. His sleepy aura was always potent; the brothers hadn’t pinned down the average nap time for you yet.

All he knew is that you’d wake up with him, safe and sound, like you always did.

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