#Tons of headcanons suddenly flood my brain

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Okay- there is zero pressure to write for this, I’m sure you have a ton of event submissions and I hope I’m not flooding your inbox with Roark content, but I just wanted to share the idea of his glasses doing the anime thingy where they get all glossy-you know what I’m talking about I hope-right before he jumps somebody and attacks them with tickles! I saw a picture of that somewhere online with him and just. Have not been able to stop thinking about it! Once again, this is just a fun headcannon i wanted to share, no pressure to add it to the list and I apologize if I’m blowing up your inbox (whoops) I promise I’m not trying to be annoying! I’m just very excited! Anyway, keep up the amazing work and as always, thank you!!! -⚡️

Headcanons To Dabbles: Officially CLOSED!

*squee!!!* Oh my goodness that's AMAZING! I love the mental image of Roark getting all mirror lenses akljerjakrjjaekrkj I gotcha covered, friend! Decided to go with Volkner for this last Roark one because I miss my electro boy.

“Oi, Roark. You remembered (Y/N)’s birthday?”

The redhead froze, halfway out of his expedition gear. He turned to look at Volkner, starting to sweat. “Oh dear Arceus, it’s TODAY? I thought it was in another week- oh no their present isn’t ready yet-”

“Roark, I was lying.” Volkner cut him off, making him stumble in his panic. “It is next week.”

The redhead stared, betrayed. “Why…?”

“You’ve been rambling on about rocks for the past 20 minutes.” Volkner's lips twitched. “I was starting to wonder if your brain fossilized.”

“Oh ha ha.” Roark puffed, glasses gleaming over as Volker chuckled in his hand. “Very funny.”

“Heh, yeah…why are you looking at me like that?” Volkner leaned back some when the glare Roark was sending him didn’t yield.

Silence, and then-

“Whoa!” Volkner yelped as he was shoved backwards, Roark tackling him into the grass. “Whoa, hang on there- what are you do-ohohohohohohoing!” Giggles bubbled over almost instantly as the redhead’s hands found his waist, kneading just below his ribs. “Rohoohohoahahhark!”

“First you trick me into thinking I forgot (Y/N)’s birthday, and THEN you call me dumb!” Roark moved up to Volkner’s center ribs, earning a proper bout of laughter from the soft spoken gym leader. “You must die! Prepare to get tickle-stoned!”

“Gehahhahahahhahha! I’m shahahhahaharry! I’m shahahhahahahhahahrry!” Volkner tried to grab his hands, but Roark was surprisingly quick. The best he could do was cling to his wrists. “Cuhuuhuuht it ohohooohoohut!”

“Are you REALLY sorry?” Roark asked, raising a brow.

“Yehahahahhahhahs!”

“TRULY sorry?”

“YEhehahhahahahs, yehehahahahahs I’m shahahhahahahharry!” Volkner’ cheeks were a pretty pink shade, eyes squeezed shut with mirth and feet kicking behind them.

“.....Truly?”

“ROAHHAHAHAHHARK!!”

“Pfft- okay, okay!” Roark snickered, finally releasing the other and climbing off him. “That’ll teach you to trick me, Mr. Rain cloud!”

“Eheh…ehehehe…Mr. Rahaiain Cloud? Oh that is IT? Come here!” Volkner shot up suddenly, grabbing Roark and pulling him down beside him. “You’re asking for it back now!”

The sound of Roark’s laughter was quick to replace Volkner’s.

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Lara Dorren’s Verses Moodboard: Princess of the Higher Vampires (Vampire!Lara AU) 

In an alternate universe, Lara Dorren is the daughter of a royal Higher Vampire (an Unseen Elder). Because of the rarity of higher vampires, as well as the unique abilities they often possess, Lara tends to live a pretty sheltered life away from humans, especially after the loss of her mother when she was younger. However, growing tired of being a princess locked away in a tower like a precious pearl, Lara starts to venture out to explore the world beyond her castle. She can be playful and come off as vain, but her heart is as true as the words that fall from her lips. 

True higher vampires can look exactly like a human being and can even evade detection from a witcher's medallion, only revealing themselves at their own convenience. Higher vampires are also incredibly intelligent, and possess numerous - and often unique- abilities. Unlike their lesser cousins, higher vampires do not need to drink blood to survive; however, the consumption of blood offers an experience not unlike the consumption of alcohol. Not all higher vampires are dangerous to humans either; many even avoid human contact altogether, and some even work altruistically, if clandestinely, to aid humanity.

Details/Headcanons:

1. Lara is the daughter of an Unseen Elder (a group of older higher vampires who serve as leader figures for their brethren.) 

2. Her mother was killed by another Higher Vampire a long time ago. It was the reason the Unseen Elders made it taboo for other vampires to kill each other. 

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♡ how you became friends with them // headcanon

𑁍 Characters: Sawamura Daichi, Azumane Asahi, Bokuto Koutarou, Semi Eita

»»—Trigger warning(s): none—-««

➶ Genre: hmmm fluff?

-ˏˋ A/N: semi’s is actually so bad I’m sorryyyyyyyyy ˊˎ-

moving away for college and becoming an adult was HARD

not only do you end up spending a lot of money on literally just existing

but you also don’t know how to cook for the life of you

which is unfortunate because it’s not like you have all the money in the world to order takeout every night

sooooooo that left you with no choice but to buy ingredients to try and make a simple dinner for yourself

you prepared the ingredients in the kitchen of your small apartment

you decided to make breakfast for dinner, simple enough, right?

something couldn’t possibly go wrong, right??

ha, wrong

when you were cooking the bacon, you suddenly had the urge to pee. real bad.

so bad that if you didn’t go now, you would literally pee your pants

you had enough brain cells to take turn the stove off and move the pan to a different burner

but apparently you didn’t have enough brain cells to realize that the burner wasn’t completely off, a little flame was still peaking out

and the bacon was still sizzling in the pan, a small drop of grease flying right into the flame

so it was to your surprise when you walked out of your bathroom to see a fire on your stove that continued to grow

y/n.exe has stopped working

you literally couldn’t think of what to do??? for some reason, the thought ‘oh, maybe i should call 911’ didn’t go through your head

instead, you opened your door and started vigorously knocking on your neighbor across the hall

thankfully, he opened the door rather quickly

you couldn’t think of how to explain your situation, so you opted to just say ‘f-fire’ while pointing to your apartment

thankfully your neighbor had the brain cells that you lacked and quickly ran to get the fire extinguisher that was in the hallway

he rushed past you and into your kitchen, using the extinguisher to calm the flames that were starting to get out of control

he was able to subdue the fire before it got too out of hand, nothing showing signs of damage besides your stove

“thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver. let me cook you dinner to make up for it”

“something tells me that it was your cooking that got you into that situation in the first place” he chuckled back, embarrassment flooding your cheeks

“why don’t you clean up in here then join me at my place for dinner? I was just about to make some spaghetti” he offered

you ended up accepting and sharing a meal at his place

you learned that you attend the same college and have a couple of mutual friends

after that night, you and daichi have meals together pretty frequently, him taking pity on you because you obviously don’t know how to cook lmao

but you were fine with it

because of your lack of cooking skills, you were able to make a really good friend

it was you last year of high school, which meant that your friends would make you go to all of the school events with them

whether it was a sporting event, school dance, or fundraiser, they made you tag along

you didn’t mind going to the sporting events, you found them entertaining and even got excited when watching the games

what you didn’t enjoy, was going to the school dances

it's not that you had anything against school dances, you just didn’t like the thought of spending a lot of money on a new outfit just to wear for one night

plus, you never had anyone to go with so it just made you feel lonely

but, being the good friend you are, you allow your friends to doll you up and join them at the dance

it would be the last one of your high school career after all

after being at the dance for a half an hour, you decide that it’s not so bad

you weren’t really much of a dancer, but you felt content with sitting at the table and watching your friends have the times of their lives

you decide to walk around the area and admire the decorations that people had put so much thought and effort into

you started to make your way towards the drink bar, craving something sugary to sip on

as you approached, another person was walking away and accidentally bumped into you, spilling his drink all over your clothes

you looked up at the perpetrator, recognizing him as one of the players in your school’s volleyball club

all the color was drained from his face, he couldn’t believe he just did that

“oh my gosh, i’m so-”

he didn’t even let himself finish, but instead, poured the rest of his drink on himself as punishment

your eyes widened at his action

what in the world

“why would you do that?!” you exclaimed, eyes staring at his now ruined tuxedo

“I spilled my drink all over you, I deserve it” he frowns

he literally looked like this 😔

you couldn’t help but chuckle at him, you had never seen someone act so cute and so stupid at the same time LMAO

“it’s really not a big deal, i promise”

“but i still feel terrible”

“how about you buy me boba and we’ll call it even?”

the two of you go and get boba the following day and you spend your time getting to know each other

you find that you have a lot in common and you actually like his company

you’re quick to become good friends, and you always make it a point to remind him that it was him spilling his drink on you that one night that started it all

throughout your childhood, you would spend your summer days at a camp in your town

it’s not that you necessarily wanted to be there, but your parents had to work all day and thought that this would be better for you than hiring a babysitter

you didn’t mind though, you liked going to this camp, especially because you would get to make smores every once and awhile

the only downfall was that you didn’t really have any friends to share your summer with

most of the kids would come to the camp with their friends or make new friends when they got there

you, on the other hand, found it hard to make friends

you felt like no one truly understood you, i mean, who would? you were 10 years old lol

after three years of coming to this camp, you thought that maybe there would be at least one person that would approach you and tell you that they wanted to be your friend, but it never happened

until bokuto showed up

he was the same age as you, but this was his first year spending his summer at the camp

the only reason he wanted to go was because he heard that they were going to start teaching kids how to play volleyball and have small practice matches

once he heard the word volleyball, he was in

he had tons of fun playing volleyball at the camp and making new friends, but he couldn’t help but notice you

he noticed that you were always by yourself; whether you had your nose in a book, were eating lunch, or just watching the other kids play, you were always alone

he could tell that you were lonely and that you craved to talk to someone, so he decided to approach you

you were sitting at a table drawing, a bag of open skittles to the right of you

“hi, i’m bokuto. what’s your name?”

you literally looked behind you to see if there was someone else he was talking to, but his eyes were trained on you

“uh, i’m y/n”

“nice to meet you, y/n! whatcha doin?”

he sat across from you and listened to your explanation of the art that you were creating on the piece of paper

he sat and listened attentively, thinking about how cool it was that you were so passionate about it

after a little more talking, he couldn’t help but notice your bag of skittles. his eyes widened

“yoU DON’T EAT THE YELLOW AND GREEN ONES?!?!?!?!!”

you were shocked at the sudden exclamation, but nodded your head at him

“those ones are gross, but you can have them if you want”

he was lowkey offended because he only eats the yellow and green ones, but he would never reject the offer of free candy

after that incident, you and bokuto would hang out every day at camp, one of you bringing a bag of skittles to share; you would eat the red, orange, and purple ones and save the others for bo

let’s just say that this is what sparked your great friendship, and it’s a tradition that lasts for a long time

the way you met semi was……. an interesting experience

you were working part time as a food delivery driver because you needed the extra money

and with that comes with meeting a lot of different people and having a lot of interesting encounters

it was a friday night and you decided to work for a couple of hours since you didn’t have anything better to do

you knocked on the door to a fairly nice house, so excited that this was your last delivery for the night

you heard a bunch of guys voices from behind the door and you became curious

when they opened the door you were surprised to see the boy wearing your school’s uniform

“hi, uh, Semi?” you asked as you looked at the receipt

“yeah, i’m Semi. and you look like my next s/o” he flirted

you were so flustered you felt like you were going to explode lol

you could hear the room behind him fall silent before explosions of laughter filled your ears

you could see the pink that dusted semi’s entire face even with the extremely dim porch light

“I’m so sorry, we were playing a game and they dared me to do it,” he explained, rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s fine,” you laughed back. you missed having friends to hang out and do stupid stuff with

“oh, here’s your food by the way,” you extended your arm so he could grab the bag

“actually that’s also for you. part of the dare”

as you were about to thank him, another person approached the door

a person you knew pretty well

“well, isn’t this a surprise! who would’ve known that the person we had our little semisemi hit on was y/n?”

“tendou! I wasn’t expecting to see you here”

you and tendou were lab partners last year and kept in touch every now and then

tendou smiled at you and then whispered something in semi’s ear before disappearing once again into the house

“uh, would you like to stay and hang out? we were just about to watch Harry Potter”

if it weren’t for tendou you would’ve rejected the request, not fond of the idea of being in a house with a bunch of guys you don’t even know

but it was a friday night and you had nothing better to do

plus, who would turn down an offer to watch your favorite British wizards?

you joined him inside, introducing yourself to the rest of the guys who you found out to be the entire Shiratorizawa volleyball club

you and semi got to talk a lot more and were actually able to become good friends

you also learned to sympathize with him whenever the guys tendou would tease him lol

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today was...a lot. idk, just going to the courthouse after being gone for so long just makes me anxious, because it’s flooded with people and you’re getting bombarded with questions about if you work there (yes) and a bunch of other things. okay but, from the beginning. I woke up to my alarm at 10, got ready and ubered to the courthouse (I really need to talk to the people who handle reimbursement about ubers because they usually refund like $25 for parking when people drive down, but I don’t have that option and my ubers end up being more than that- let my check right now what today’s were- yeah getting there was $21 and going home was $23...and they obviously don’t want us on public transit but I can’t just eat the cost like that every week) then made my way through everything to get to my office and end up just chilling there for a bit, because last time I was here I went to search for the orders to pick up earlier in the day and they were all like “come back at like, 2″ so I wasn’t in a rush to take care of those. working from my work computer now is harder than from my laptop, because I can remote access my work computer from my laptop but can’t get to my laptop from the work computer, so I can’t access half of the stuff I was working on. It’s honestly a giant mess regarding what served where and I know at some point I’ll have to deal with that but right now it’s too unimportant for me to waste time taking care of it. but I did okay, then ended up going on a more or less wild goose case for three different things for three different cases and kept getting bounced from one office to another (either physically or on the phone....so many damn phone calls. and it’s so annoying because I know exactly what happened to cause this mess but if I tried to explain it I know it would make zero sense to anyone else and just further confuse people.....there was this whole big thing about a case last week where like, my coworker and boss were on the phone about like all day trying to fix it, and then I realized this had all happened because I had typed a “2″ as part of a courtroom number instead of “1.” that literally caused so much confusion, and of course my survival instinct knows that they would never actually be able to figure it out, so I just kept my mouth shut, and I did not feel bad at all when it got blamed on the court and the clerk’s office because they’re constantly doing shit like this to make our job’s so much more difficult so th anger would’ve been there anyway. I was thinking while I was at the courthouse that while dealing with courthouse staff (generally either clerks or sheriffs) you have to manage to be somewhere between being polite and not being a pushover. because if you’re just rude AF you’re just going to piss them off and make things worse for yourself, but you can’t be a pushover when forcing them to actually do their job sometimes and have to give some pushback or you would get literally nothing done. I try to balance this by being pleasant but firm during the interaction, then giving a very sweet thank you and assurance that you very much appreciate their help, and that seems to work pretty well. it’s easy to get frustrated in the back and forth though so I have to make sure I don’t display my frustration too much. Sigh. anyway. it was a whole thing and just all over made me feel really stressed. it was nice that I got to see the one sheriff who really likes me, I feel kinda bad because she’s so mean to everyone else but like adores me for some reason haha and she wanted to make sure I got everything I needed, so that was nice to see. while I was alone in the office though I did end up calling the neurologist about the referral to the neurologist who specifies with movement disorders because I’m trying soooooooooooo hard not to be paranoid about this but like......something is wrong in my brain right now. like even beyond the leg shaking and blurry eyesight the cognitive issues have just become really bad. like all the time when Im typing and not thinking about it I can type the word just fine but if I hit the wrong key or something and need to go back and correct it, it’s like my brain is suddenly blank and I have no idea how to actually spell it and giving it my best shot and hoping spell check with save me, and it took me like 3 minutes to write out the last few lines because I kept getting lost on what I was saying and how to word things...and it’s like I can see the correct spelling of the word in my mind but when I go to type it out my fingers just won’t spell it right and I just cannot type out the correct spelling and it’s just....this isn’t fucking normal and if this gets worse and like ends up affecting my work ability I would be absolutely devastated because I really, really don’t need to be dealing with this right now on top of everything and I already have a $3K hospital bill (post insurance, it was $17K originally) from just two nights there and it’s not like I have loaded pockets here to pay out for a ton of healthcare bills.....I just can’t. I forgot if I said this on here already or not, but one night in the hospital, I think it was the second one I got woken up at like 3 am with some nurses in the room that said I was screaming in my sleep.....so that makes it 3 times that’s happened over the last few months, at least that I can recall, anyway. I’m so off topic right now so I need to finish this now. I left the courthouse around 4 so I could finish up some things and ubered home. the rest of the night was pretty normal, ate food and watched Veronica Mars which I actually finished tonight and (BIG SPOILER WARNING) I was SOOOOOOOO FUCKING MAD about how they ended it, like what the actual fuck???? one of the people on twitter that are/were really into the show who found me in the hashtag showed me all this stuff that one of the guys who was running it had made all of these decisions to set up a season 5 that involved canning pretty much the entire cast except Kristen Bell and change the whole tone of the show so there could be raunchy sex seasons and they just couldn’t work with a PI who came home to a husband so OBVIOUSLY they had to kill Logan, and then here we are with no season 5 and hulu has stated they have plans to continue it at this point so all of that bullshit was for nothing and Logan had such a good character arc and he was doing so great in season 4 and for them to just kill him off at the end for literally no reason whatsoever is !!! so fucking maddening!!! Ugh. I’m definitely not at a place where I’m gonna go start looking up fanfic, but I will have my little headcanon where that didn’t happen and they both live happy lives together in Neptune and everything’s great. again, ugh. and after that I started getting ready for bed and now it’s 2:30 in the fucking morning and I’m crashing hard for good reason, so I’m going to take my leave here. Goodnight babes. I can’t believe it’s still Monday because I have no context of days right now, but I hope yours didn’t suck.