#annie approved! :D

[cosmocatart]

I lied, here’s more L

ooaaaghhh I really gotta go eep now- gn <3 HOOOONK MIMIMIMIII

[desire-mona]

community if they did a house md parody episode idk

[cold open, pierce is inflicted with a mysterious illness after a trip overseas, which he insists is just a cold. (he's displaying flu-like symptoms and his nose started bleeding) abed takes it upon himself to find out what it is, obviously taking the role of house]

abed: i'll need 3 of you guys to help me and inevitably do most of the work, everyone make your cases

britta: abed, none of us are doctors, and dont you think we should just believe pierce when he says he has a cold? i mean, he's the one experiencing the symptoms

annie: i dont know, i think it's fun! plus it's not like it'll do any harm to see if it's anything different

abed: annie, britta, you're both on the team

britta: what? why?

annie: yay!

jeff: what's next, you're all gonna gather in your dorm and write all of pierce's symptoms on a whiteboard?

abed: you're on too, jeff. you're the most like me out of all of us

jeff: what?

troy: what? :(

jeff, already getting up to join the other 3: i am not the most like you

abed: your ability to disagree with me is exactly why you'd be good for the team

troy: but what about me? D:

abed: do you think you have the ability to tell me no?

troy: no

abed: good. you're the one who's gonna approve all of the treatments and tests we're gonna do

troy, under his breath: yessssss

pierce: dont you think this is all a bit unnecessary? i mean, i dont understand what all the fuss is abou-

*pierce throws up to his right, shirley shrieks and promptly stands up*

shirley: if i'm not needed for this little game of hospital, i have a child at home who is actually sick and i'd like to go and take care of him

abed: no you dont need to do anything, not unless it's cancer

troy: IT COULD BE CANCER??

*intro*

bonus under cut!

heres some bits and jokes that i couldnt think of how to make a full scene

abed figures out that pierce has heat stroke, nose bleed unrelated.

b plot is shirley at home taking care of her son, dealing with the guilt of not being at home as much as she'd like

[bon2bonn]

Weathering Your Storm

°They're carving my name on the grave again°

22!F1!grid X female!driver!reader

Words count : 3.1k

Warnings : grammar, not proof read , contains time skips .

✨ It's finally going somewhere!💃🏻🙌🏻 ,and I hope you enjoy it✨

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Daniel groaned as he was tackled to the floor the moment he stepped foot in , all he heard was a shout of " uncle Dan" and the next thing he was rugby tackled , Marc greeted him with a wide toothy grin followed with an exited "hi!" , he chuckled and hugged him back " Marcelo!" Causing the boy to whine and throw his head back in frustration as Daniel lifted him when he stood " that's not my name !! " , Earning a laugh from Danny who ignored his whining throwing him over his shoulder emitting a loud scream followed by a laugh .

He shut the front door while asking " so Marcel! How's life ? " grabbed his bag and leaving it by the closed door , but as soon as he finished asking he earned himself a quite painful pinch in the back , yelping in pain as he made his way inside the house " you're as mean as your aunt!! " .

The said aunt voice ranged from the kitchen as she asked in a warning tone " what did you say RICKY?" , he called back before he stood at the door , " nothing but the truth!" Watching her Round the kitchen Island with little Gigi on her hip , who called out as soon as she saw him "Anny!" . (*She tried to call him Dan like Marc but couldn't say the D yet and it stuck with her as she went from calling him Dan to Danny making it worse, but Y/N found it too funny to correct her*) .

Now it was his turn to groan as Marc giggled from his back , but he greeted her back with as much enthusiasm " Gigi!" Making her giggle as she extended her arms out for him .

Stepping in he puts Marc carefully on the island with a teasing tone " special potato delivery! " Dodging before he got pinched again, taking Gigi in a hug , getting one back with a little pat on his cheek" hello miss Gigi " holding her in one arm greeting his friend with a quite "hey Bella" . She gave him a smile greeting back with open arms as he extended his free arm to bring her into a side hug leaving a kiss on the side of her head then he asked " how are you holding up?" She shrugged " getting better , It just takes time to get used to it " he hummed nudging her shoulder with his " knowing you , you'll be up and working in no time " she rolled her eyes at his words " you make it sounds like I'm an avid workaholic " scooping Marc off the island as he wanted to get down and watched as he ran out the kitchen , calling out for O'Connell to play with . he gave her a look " you are " .

She shook her head " well now I've got all the time in the world , isn't that right Gigi " he watched her closely as she turned away avoiding his eyes , so he teased her saying " then don't get too bored without me around, it's only a couple of months and we'll both be jobless together, we'll retire and go off hiking and making wine in Italy like we always planned " he balanced Gigi on her feet , holding her hands and smiling wide as she gripped his fingers in her hands babbling as she took wobbly steps, scrunching her nose as she blobbed down kicking her legs and giving a small shout at him , he apologized to her scooping her up as he reached the fridge, taking out two small juice boxes , he offered her to choose first , she looked at her aunt who was standing on the side looking at them in amusement, she held on Danny's arm and he let her lift it up as she called for Y/N as if asking her *if it's ok to have one* and once she got the approval she picked one and looked up at him pointing back at her high chair on the side , waiting patiently to be set down to drink her juice in peace .

Daniel took the other box , sipping as he sat down not wasting time to ask " so , how's it going miss CEO " she groaned plumbing on a chair close to where he sat " I was just approved by the board yesterday and I'll be starting officially September 1st " he cuts her off " wait! You were serious about the interview thing !?" , she nods " dead serious , they give fair chances , I won't just barg in demanding to run things just cause my dad owns it , so as I was saying, I'll be touring the main branches starting from headquarters here and ending with UAE so I'll be able to at least attend the last race , then I'll work between here , New York and Sydney " she finished in a huff and he winced at the packed schedule "that's rough , buuuuuut " she lets a quite laugh as he cheered at the news of her attending the last race Gigi cheered along after she puts down her drink , not knowing what happened but she joined the celebration nonetheless.

He stood up after a while excusing himself for a minute returning with his bag letting it down before facing her , rubbing the back of his head as she watched him curiously " since I'm flying out today, I wanted to give you this , I wanted you to have it for a long time and as much as I'm bad with words I'll just let you read it latter and I want you to hold on to it " he took out the helmet handing it over to her to take , it was wrapped in her favourite colour wrap , so she couldn't read what's he wrote just yet , his phone rang before she could say anything he looked at her apologetically as he stood up " I have to head out " she nods silently holding back tears as he hugged Gigi goodbye and turned to her , both holding it in for the sake of the other as they shared a tight hug , he hummed as she mumbled with her head on his shoulder " please take care of yourself, no fighting , and don't be so hard on yourself out there , just enjoy it and make some good memories, alright?" He nods tightening his arms around her " you too , try not to overwork yourself , yeah? , I'll visit once I get the chance and will call , so you better keep your phone on or I'll fly back to Knock you door down " she gave a weak chuckle" I'll hold you to that " he nods again " make sure to cheer for me " she affirmed " always" , he sway them gently before he settled with a quite " okay" and with that they finally let go .

He took the empty bag with him , heading to the front door calling out for Marc " Oi ! Mario ! " Laughing at the loud groan and the stomping feet down the hall " still not my name!!" He stood with O'Connell in his arms a frown in his face seeing Daniel by the door ready to leave " you're not staying?" The driver shook his head, reaching out to scratch the cats head grinning as it purred in content " not this time , I gotta catch a flight soon , but I need you to take care of you aunt for me , ok !" the boy nod in understanding , puffing his chest and giving Daniel a small hug as his aunt and sister stood behind him watching as Daniel opened the door to leave , stepping out he turned when marc called out to him waving along with Gigi " we will cheer for you uncle Danny!" Along with an exited shout from his sister, he chuckled as he turn back getting in the car , waving at them as he rolled down the window as the car drove away .

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Two hours later Max and Daniel sat in their seats getting ready to take off for their next race . A heavy silence overtook them but was soon cut off by Max who adjusted his headrest for the tenth time since he sat down, Groaning in annoyance before he threw it away to grab another pillow, Daniel looked at him as he threw it away asking in concern " what's wrong with you?!" Max started bouncing his leg up and down " it's quite , too quite, and it makes me anxious" Daniel shook his head " it's not the silence, Max it's cause she's not here " Max stilled " I know and it's just don't feels right " his friend sighed as he nods in agreement " I know. But it's out of our hands " Max replied in a quite voice as he turned his head away " that's what makes it harder to bear " looking out the window as they started moving up and off the ground.

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The latest Rumours circulating the grid aren't just rumours anymore, as News of a sudden Mid-Season changes shook the F1 community to it's core . MERCEDES AMG F1 Team decided to replace their well known driver (Y/N L/N) with Williams former driver (George Russell) .

Sources confirmed that this occurred during the Hungarian Grand Prix right before summer break , where (L/N) contract was terminated by MERCEDES management, although this happened during the race weekend L/N went on to race her last round with the silver arrows scoring herself the third place along with her now former teammate (sir Lewis Hamilton) in second , and her long time friend/rival (Max Verstappen) in first place , ending her time as one of the arrows with an Impressive score .

F1 Fans and community widely criticized the decision once the team announcement of Russell's new position couple of days before the Belgian Grand Prix, bashing the Team's poor judgement and favouritism towards (Russell) as the team neglected to address the reasons behind the sudden irrational choice as some put it to be or even mentioning their former driver in any form of thank or gratitude for her time or achievement in the years she spent with them which fueled fans rage even more , putting the blame on the principle (Toto Wolff) as a major factor in losing such established driver as her , commenting on how (MERCEDES) gave up this year title for their rivals (RED BULL Racing)on a silver plate, as the replacement came in a critical time for both teams competing for the title with promising results from the former driver as she stood neck to neck against Verstappen with her teammate and former world champion far behind them .

Other sources commented that this move wasn't well played by MERCEDES who decided to make such bold move but it came with a hidden intent, saying [ "mercedes knew how much other teams wanted to secure her as a fixed driver for the next 5 years at least , such as red bull who wanted to sings her since 2019 , and Ferrari and now even Aston Martin with their developing team as Sebastian Vettel announced his retirement, but Toto was smart enough to oppose, promising to extend her contract up to 23 , but now that he turned his attention towards Russell as a valuable addition to their team's development he had to make sure these teams secured their drivers for the next season at least as a precaution , guaranteeing she'd stay out of competition while he develop his car in peace, even if it cost him a WDC" ] .

Others referred to it as an overdue decision but a good move in the right direction, referring to the now former driver name being involved in a series of scandals and alleged rumours circulating since 2018 regarding her dating other drivers , other rumours regarding assault and abuse towards working staff and mechanics and even misuse of position due to the favouritism she received for being the only female driver . All was dropped since no witnesses nor victims of these alleged accusations came to light . Some even speculated her leave was due to personal matters nodding at a possible pregnancy as some put it to be , but the driver is yet to address the topic in any of her social media platforms.

Either way (L/N) presence will be missed and hopefully her absence won't last long with the upcoming seasons we wish her the best in both her personal life and career as a F1 driver .

Also read on our website :

≥ Y/N L/N alleged boyfriend, who is he?

≥ F1 driver Y/N L/N and her children, you won't believe who's the father!!

≥ formula 1 princess dating diaries and her royal lover .

≥ what Christian Horner said about Max Verstappen and Y/N L/N relationship .

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05:54 , she ran back and forth through the house as she held her folders and bag in one hand and the other held her phone and reading glasses case , she dumped them all in the table by the front door , checking mentality to see what she forgot in her rush , repeating twice before a sleepy voice came from the corner of the living as he walked up to her holding a pair of heels " Bibi , you forgot your shoes in the hallway " , she looked at him then at the heels in his hand then at her bare feet before she rushed back in mumbling to herself " I'm losing my damn mind " , she asked in concern as she looked at his tired face with hair tangled and over his eyes " I'm so sorry Tommy ,I must've woke you up with me running around at the crack of dawn " thanking him purposefully as he held his arm for her to hold on as she puts them on , he shook his head slowly in denial " it's okay , you didn't , I was already awake when your third alarm start blaring " she rolled her eyes at his teasing tone but that didn't lessen her concern " you had nightmares ? " He shook his head " not recently , I Just couldn't sleep , that's all ".

Once she's done she stood back with a frown before she held her hand to his forehead in worry " maybe you caught something , I should stay , go back in , I'll make you some tea and ........" He cuts her rambling before she could Push him back inside, chuckling at her frowning face and turned her back to the front door " you are not doing any of that , you are going to take a deep breath , and go out there and do what you do best " she looked back questioning " find a hole and hide in it " he made a face at her answer before exclaiming " what !? , No! That's my thing , you! , are going out there and prove how great you are ! " She whines at this , trying to sidestep her way back inside but he held his ground " fine ! I'll get some sleep aaannnd,...." He paused as she looked at him expectantly with a raised eyebrow , he groaned at her " I'll eat three full meals and I'll even send you proof , there ! Happy " she gave a satisfied nod as she picked her bag putting her everything in before she held her folders up and turned to her brother asking seriously " how do I look?" He nods with two thumbs up " like you're on your way to fire someone for sleeping in work hours " she hummed in thought " not likely but I can do with that " he pushed her out as they heard a car park outside, she gave him a quick hug " make sure to sleep well and I'll be waiting for these meals young man , oh and I left you a patch of muffins they're still warm , and don't drink so much coffee, you won't sleep well , and ........." He rolled his eyes " and you'll be late " she cursed as she ran down the driveway shouting back " I love you , stay safe " he laughed as she almost trip and shouts back " love you too , sly out there " she held the car door after she tripped again, laughing at herself as she gave a final wave " I'll try ! " .

He got back in after he shut the door , taking a deep breath as he threw himself on the couch face first , covering his head with his arms as his mind wandered back to the conversation he had with his brother, and the phone call he had last week, all raging in his mind like a hurricane waiting to strike .

He turned on his side ,eyes falling on the framed pictures , from old to new , far away memories and wide smiles , all of their family and their closest friends have at least one if not more , just like his sister insisted.

He smiled at the memory of having to frame and put up every single one under her order and preference , but his smile fades slightly as his eyes fell on his favourite one . right in the middle, he could barely remember any of his memories when he was that age or where it was taken , but he still recall how happy they all were that day , his brother Eddie was standing behind them both with his arms holding them , his sister standing by his side his head leaning on her shoulder as she held him from the side with her head leaning on his , all three are caught in a laugh, their father could be seen sitting in the background smiling fondly at his children.

He couldn't get himself to look away as his eyes stung with unshed tears , he whispered to himself " we'll be alright , we have to ....... we'll be alright " , repeating on and on until he drifts away into a dreamless sleep , finally letting his mind get it's much needed rest .

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The car rolled to a stop Infront of a sky scraper, the sight alone was intimidating , the spotless building stood tall and mighty before her , she got out still looking up at her new work place, adjusted her suit jacket as she took a deep breath in , releasing it in a calm exhale, looking back down she straightened her posture, walking on with a new purpose in her steps, confidently making her way in , nodding in acknowledgement as employees and receptionists stood in greeting to her .

Her assistant stood by the elevator, greeting her kindly before giving her a full schedule of the day along with upcoming meetings and other engagements that required her presence .

They stepped out once they arrived to their destination , the hallway was empty as they made their way down to the last door to the left , inside every head of department along with their assistant managers , stood in the conference room , all waiting for her arrival, greeting in firm nods as their eyes followed her like a prey , waiting for a slip to attack.

she kept her gaze confident yet respectful as she took her place at the head of the table gesturing with both hands for everyone to take a seat .

She remained standing as she spoke in an even calm voice " for a start I'd like to thank everyone for their time in such short notice , and I hope staring from today we establish a solid understanding built on trust, and honest effort " she paused as they showed their agreement to her words , she went on in assuring tone " no drastic changes will occur for now as we go through the last quarter of the year, however each department will be undergoing an evaluation trial , starting from today up until next year's first quarter, by then we'll have more insight to make the right and much needed decisions , however in case of priorities we'll make and execute such drastic changes accordingly " she took a moment of silence incase anyone have any opposing opinion, she went on when she found non , "seeing we're all on the same page here , shall we begin?" .

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more memes cause why not !

[hughiecampbelle]

Press Pass (Hughie Campbell/Homelander Oneshot)

Character/s: Hughie, Homelander, Annie, Butcher

Word Count: 1,761

Warning/s: gore, sort of all the basic warnings The Boys typically has

Requested: ive reading some of your works and im in the love! the way you write for characters each distinctly is amazing. i would like to request a fic with the following prompts for hughie: 55) opaque, 17) crime scene & 11) “you say that like it’s a bad thing” :) - anon

Requested: Hii again!! I’m the anon who requested the Homelander fic with prompts Fury, Shooting Stars and “Get away from me” and lemme just say I loveee loveee it!!! The shooting stars part, I did not see that coming and you got Homelander to a tee. Could clearly imagine him looking hurt when reader said get away from me, the desperation in his voice to gain reader’s approval, and then his relief that reader liked what he did. Ugh. I really love it!!! Thank you!!! If it’s not a bother, may I request another? Still platonic Homelander x reader but this time with prompts: Desperate, Wildflowers, “Say something” Again, thank youuu!!! - anon

A/N: I hope you don't mind my loves, I combined your requests! I just got this one idea and it fits so well as one consecutive story. I'm really happy with the way it turned out :D My loves, it makes me so happy that you like my writing! Thank you for the lovely feedback, it means the world! I go back and read it so often it's pathetic lol. I really hope you like it!!!! Feedback is always appreciated!!! 💜💜💜

Requests are open! 🔮

Hughie. . . His name falls from your mouth, dripping down your chin like vomit. Your hands are shaking by your side. You ball them up, nails digging into palms, attempting to steady them. Bile rises in your throat. It takes everything in you to breathe through it, swallow it. Hughie, you say again, louder, before you lose your courage, he knows. They heard you this time, all of them on their feet, collectively staring at what stood before them. The closer they get, the worse it looks. His hands find their way to your skin, turning over your palms and wrists, counting every finger, up you arms. The blood, it’s all yours. Dirt, too. You resembled a crime scene, covered head to toe in red. It was matted in your hair, stuck between your teeth, sticky across your body. As if you had bathed in it. There is no scar tissue, no stitches. That’s the thing about being a Supe: you could be tortured and still, there would be no evidence. Your body had it’s way of pulling itself together seamlessly. Effortlessly. It was dying that was the challenge. Your clothes, what was left of them, were full of holes, burned at the edges. Singed. Scorched. The air felt cold around you, nipping and biting at your skin. He follows the excess of blood from your neck, your head, his lips moving, but the ringing in your ears prevents you from hearing. When he finds no open wounds, no active bleeds, he stops, looking you in the face, speaking slowly. Who, y/n? Who knows? You can’t say his name. You shake your head. It all comes up. I don’t know how he figured it out, I, I was so careful. He was so angry. You were, weren’t you? He holds your shoulders, steadying you, asking you to calm down. Take a deep breath. You do as instructed, gasping for air. They’re all watching you, waiting. He asks again. This time, your voice comes out small, beaten and defeated. Homelander. Homelander knows. 

He made you dig your own grave. The soil was rich and muddy. He’d taken you somewhere secluded, outside of the city. Wildflowers sat at the edges of the woods. In another life, another situation, they would have been pretty. Beautiful, even. So would the trees. Fresh, rainy, it had the potential to be nice. But it wasn’t. He hands you a shovel and tells you to start digging. Your shoulder had been broken. Your jaw dislocated. One of your eyes had been swollen shut, bruised and sore. Your lip busted. Your tongue poked at all the empty sockets, instinctively, childishly. Somewhere in Vought Tower your teeth sat scattered across the floor. Would he keep them? You’re not sure how long it took, only that he was growing impatient, bored, sour. The sun was setting. He’d go back and forth, yelling and screaming and berating to complete silence. You’re not sure which unsettled you more. You did the best you could given the circumstances, using your non-dominant hand. The other had been crushed, placed protectively at your side. This would only end one way, you both knew this. You betrayed him. He trusted you and you decimated that relationship. Now you would pay for it. Broken bones, broken blood vessels, that was nothing. He wanted your life. He wanted to rid the world of someone who didn’t deserve to take another breath. You wondered if he knew what would happen next. You wondered if he’d known all along or if it would be another sick, twisted surprise. What would he do then? 

You’d used your press pass all those years ago. You were fresh out of school and just starting out. You were excited, elated, a rookie. It had been Starlight you’d intended to interview, one of a million reporters at the time of her debut. She picked you, and a few others, out of the crowd. Annie admitted later she liked you instantly. You were nervous and young, and it made her feel better about also being nervous and young. You weren’t arrogant or jaded, you were genuinely interested in her story, her upbringing, in her. You asked questions the others never would have thought of. They were so used to writing the same stories, the same angles. You had a new perspective. You’d laughed, called it inexperience, but she disagreed. You were good at your job from the start. Homelander took notice of you instantly. He’d grown tiresome of his team of yes men. They were old, and boring, and lost their flare. You made Starlight look good: cute, innocent, hopeful, yet powerful. Everything anyone could have wanted from a new member of The Seven. He requested your presence not long after at a meeting. Truth be told, he liked you for more than just your writing. You were attractive, intelligent, had working. All American. Working your way up the ladder, the ranks. There was something enticing about that. You were ecstatic. Homelander asking for you, requesting you personally? Annie had been wary, wanting to warn you, unsure of how to say it without giving away too much. In the end she said nothing and regretted it instantly. 

Say something. There was something desperate in his voice, a kind of begging. Look at me, he spat. You had to turn your head to look at him, your bad eye completely shut. Say. Something. He says again through grit teeth. I’m sorry, John. You hadn’t expected it, an apology, and neither had he. He takes a step back, reacting as if you’d slapped him. Struck him. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen, you follow up, and you meant every word. You joined his team not long after. You were writing most of the pieces about him. He liked the pictures you painted, made him heroic, self-sacrificing, patriotic. You were insightful, smart but not arrogant, driven. You wouldn’t publish anything until it was perfect, until you were satisfied. You and him, you’d become friends. Or, at least, as close to friends as he could get. He made sure never to show you the other sides of him, instead he played a particular role quite well. He’d fooled you. He’d fool everyone. His intentions opaque, impenetrable. You never could have known, could you? And then Starlight left. That was the beginning of the end. She asked you to meet with her one night, sent you coordinates. You’d grown close to her, too. But she’d never let you in on what was really happening. If she did, she'd have been putting you in danger. Too late, you think to yourself now, half-laughing, half-mocking. That’s when you met them, The Boys. that’s when they told you everything. You were horrified, sick to your stomach, angry. Annie was so sorry, so incredibly sorry, but it was better that you didn’t know. Why would you tell me now? What, what am I supposed to do with all this? Your tone was accusing, hysterical. Butcher was straightforward, calm, collected. You’re going to help us take him down. 

You wanted to do your job and be good at it. That was all. You think back. Anything could have prevented this moment. Annie could have chosen someone else. You could have declined Homelander's offer. Perhaps it was earlier than that. You could have never been given Compound V in the first place. You’d never disclosed that you were a Super. Your abilities weren’t flashy, they were self-serving. One dimensional. You could come back from the dead. Sometimes it was instant. Other times, it took a little longer. All depended on the damage. Your injuries were extensive, bringing tears to your eyes with every breath, every move. You could still get hurt. You could still die. You just came back as if nothing had happened. No one at Vought, or work, or school had ever known. You’d only told The Boys out of necessity: you couldn’t let them think you were one and done. You’d come back eventually. It would save you, yes, but it would make things so much worse. If Homelander ever found out, if he didn’t know already, he’d make sure you suffered far worse than you already were. You’d have to go into hiding. Play dead. At least, for a little while. He had you stop, standing before him. He looked you up and down, his features contorting. You disgust me. And with that, the final bow, his eyes lit up red. Severed you in half, hip to hip. Then again, through your neck, decapitating you instantly.  You’re okay, Hughie says again. The first time you must not have heard him. You say that like it’s a bad thing. You’re only slightly amused. Mostly though, you were tired. There are no marks, no sign of a fight. It’s as if the night never even happened. And yet, you couldn’t get the feeling out of your head: the blinding sensation, it severed through your skin, your muscles and bones. Coming apart like that so easily, like you meant nothing, like your body was putty, malleable. His play thing. You’re not sure how you could shake it. He’d kicked your severed body into the hole, piling dirt on top. Hours passed. It was getting dark, and then, suddenly, it was morning. As if you’d gone to sleep. You clawed your way out, choking up dirt and blood. Your teeth had grown back. You were in one piece. Hughie brought you home, ran a bath. He helped you undress. You explained the best you could, but your words fell fragmented, in half-sentences. He didn’t push the subject. You faced Homelander and you lived to tell the tale. That was enough. You were sure the others were coming up with a plan, some sort of act of protection, but you didn’t really care. It was too much to think about, too much to care. Coming back was always a big feat. You’d sleep for days if you could. The water was losing its warmth. It was pink, gory and humane and smelling like metal. It mixed with your coconut soap. Homelander knew who you were involved with. He knew you had enough dirt and secrets on him to ruin him. He’d find you again. He’d torture you again, and kill, and kill, and kill again. You wanted to talk to him, even now. He hated you, but he was also your friend. Instead you let yourself sink deeper, listening to Hughie's promises, trying not to flinch.

[omg-just-peachy]

okay i'm a day late and catching up but i had to do the absolute favorites day for @cap-ironman rec week so!!

santa won't you bring me the one i really need by quidhitch

Although Tony typically makes it a point to avoid anything that could be reasonably classified as Pepper-approved self-betterment, he will be making an exception this year in the form of a list of New Year’s Resolutions. —Well, not so much a list, exactly, it’s more like one very loud, very obvious, very critical proposition. He’s gonna write it down, put it on his calendar, say it to Jesus, and do whatever the fuck normal people do to make these things happen. In fact, even though they’re only halfway through December, it’s already emblazoned in his mind in big, flashing neon letters: STOP SLEEPING WITH EX-HUSBAND.

how to date a superhero without really trying by sabrecmc

it's 2am and Tony drunk dials his ex. He gets Captain America instead.

Tony Stark and the Super Sleeper, or actually, Soldier by RurouniHime

The one where Steve keeps falling asleep on Tony.

and that's how it works by complicationstoo

Steve is on the other side of the door, a small smile on his face and a plastic bag in his hand that he lifts up into the air to show. “I brought reinforcements.”

Tony steps back to let him in and asks, “Who told you?”

“Your boyfriend told me,” Steve confesses, then amends, “Ex-boyfriend.”

Cozy by kandisheek

Tony seems to have a propensity to hug Steve whenever he's sleep-deprived. Which would be all well and good, if Steve had any idea why Tony chose him of all people to be his personal teddybear.

Not a Breakup by Annie D

Tony knew it was a bad idea to start sleeping with Steve. It could mess up team dynamics, make things even more awkward between them in the future, or just plain get in the way of their trying to save the world. Tony foresaw all of the above but not the advent of feelings, and at the most inopportune moment.

I'll turn hours into gardens by nanasekei

Every week, a plant arrives.

The Love Spell by Annie D

Tony wakes up in love with Steve. This is an alarming turn of events, because he wasn’t in love with Steve when he fell asleep the night before. That said, it’s sort of nice? To be in love? He’s enjoying it, anyway.

The (Not Really) Secret Origins of Movie Night by nightwalker

Somewhere along the line the Avengers have become a pretty good team. But Tony's still the odd man out, and Steve's determined to change that.

The warmth of your cheek against mine by BlossomsintheMist

Steve's hurt. Tony looks after him. Established relationship.

Two Out of Three (Ain't Bad) by plingo_kat

It blindsides him one morning in the middle of his customary third cup of coffee; Steve walks through the door in loose cotton pants, shirt pulled up to wipe the sweat off his face from his usual morning workout, and Tony thinks: adorable.

take my heart clean apart by mistymountainking

He’s tired, so tired of waiting, tired of touches with no meaning, tired of holding his breath when Steve’s in the room, tired of keeping this love to himself.

anything? by halfasgoodatanything

steve misses tony when he's on a business trip, so he drinks a flask of asgardian liquor, and plays with dum-e. tony comes home early, and confessions and cuddling and cuteness ensues.

I Who Only Love You by talesofsuspense

Steve’s sick on their anniversary, but Tony is adaptable.

snow.txt by Sineala

When Tony was a kid, he wrote massive self-insert Invaders hurt/comfort epics in which Captain America rescued him a lot. And cuddled him. He wasn't expecting that Steve would ever, ever read them.

[solar-halos]

this mood board monday might be a lil boring, but i loved doing all those style mood boards for annie, so i made one for katniss! my notes will be under the cut :D

first and foremost, i hope the katniss girlies approve. annie’s style mood boards were way more intuitive for me, so this one went through a whole lot of drafts, but im ok with how this turned out. here was my thought process:

• even though this is set in a modern au context, i don’t think she’d be fairy core, but i included the pic at the bottom bc i think the pink frilliness and the woodsy backdrop is a perfect combo of prim and katniss

• so the first thing that came to mind when i thought about katniss’ style was practicality. i initially had a lot of outfits with jeans, but tbh, i think katniss would like wearing looser and more linen-y materials if she’s not out in the woods since they’re comfty and practical. maybe it’s just me self projecting (i HATE jeans, even the loose mom jean style) but i just don’t think the material would be something she’d fuck w on a day to day basis since it’s so sturdy. best to save that for the woods

• i dont think she’d like crop tops (whenever i try to dress cunty for outdoorsy activities the only thing that EATS are the MOSQUITOS at my SKIN) but i also don’t think she’d intentionally wear things that are baggy since i think all the layers would get in her way. but since she’s canonically short i think she has to roll the cuffs of her pants up at least twice

• actually now that i’m looking at this there aren’t very many pics w pants in them which is kinda ironic bc that’s the aspect of her style that i put the most thought into. i think she’d love cargos and joggers, but i think she’d go for a more fitted style instead of overly baggy trousers that spill over her ankles. all bets are off when she’s chilling at home though, then all her clothing is swallowing her whole

• speaking of clothing swallowing her whole, the top left pic gives me peeta vibes and i think katniss’ wardrobe consists of so many of his stolen jackets and sweatshirts.

• her hair! it was v hard to find the hairstyles only bc katniss is slicking everything DOWN. absolutely no flyaways will be present on her watch. other than a simple braid down her back (like in canon) i also think she’d be the ceo of a slicked back bun

• also, even though she does like practical stuff like trousers, it’s also canon that she likes engaging in fashionista activities, so i included some glam options. i feel like the bottom right pic would be after a katniss and cinna (idk who he’d be to her in a modern au) have a glam session and then the option with the dress was something i included since it’s fancy without being something totally out there for katniss. like, i imagine she has couple nice dresses for special occasions but nothing extremely crazy, so this was like a nice in-between

• i think she’d love messenger bags too!!

• finally, the stylistic choices. oh my god! i think her color palette would be mostly neutral with some pops of green and brown, and it was so hard to find outfits that fit the look i was going for with her, but lowkey i think i pulled it off. bonus points for the woodsy backdrops

[samsspambox]

TOT spoilers ahead! (,,,ik i'm quick but it always updates at the end of the day for me so i can unwind while reading!!)

first off tHANK YOU HOYO IM SO CLOSE TO 200 PULLS NOW FOR ANNI <3

LMAO PLEASE HE REALLY CALLED MARIUS FRIENDLESS (,,,is he also implying he's not marius' friend? pLEASE YOU TWO ARE FRIENDS 😭)

glowing reviews from luke pearce!! LMAOOO

aYO VYN RICHTER APPROVED WAY OF SAYING KYS???

dUDE WHAT??? NXX drug being neurological more likely than we think??? (Side note: i'm still fucking processing that mc knows about luke's illness in main now??? when the fuck did that happen??? also is it just me or did luke have more 'episodes'? is it getting worse?)

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

aYE MY POOR BABY HE CANT DEAL WITH HIS ALCOHOL POBRECITO AAAA

i'm still fucken processing a lot of the chapter, like how marius and vyn we're out of the picture (more vyn, but i wanna know who the *fuck* he was talking to???) and how the entire focus of this chapter was to destabilize the nxx and their trust in one another. (mc's dependability with the doxxing, various shades of shadiness from the nsb and subsequently luke, artem defending the perpetrator at the end, vyn telling a mf to kill himself and hiding his dealings from the team, marius' dependability also being questioned via suspect of murder and masks being put on)

i'm really interested in seeing where they go with this and how the case of the missing boy adds up to what was currently happening (i knew that nurse was suspicious!! i had pegged her as a murderer who helped the boy escape which was partially right, not that she didn't know where he was) and hopefully the rest of the story is revealed! (i think Oedipus might have taken the boy under his wing! maybe, i'm not sure.) also jerome being there! fISHY MOTHERFUCKER FISHY!!!!

but yeah! those are my initial thoughts!! the end :D

[the-firebird69]

We have several Italians that are out there door and we're blocking and the empire is not going to Venus but we have to stop people and we are preparing to stop tons of them and all of them if we have to

Thor Freya

I realize you're trying to be sensitive but I hear what you're saying and I hear Thor and Freya too I'm going to be okay I know it's there and that's what they're going to do but I hear what you're saying these people have to stop being completed and start doing their share against the empire and I think they do eventually and he says he knows so good

Hera

Look at it this way back you're in a perfect position you're still beating on them and the empire does and you want to try and get to the caverns and you have the same uniform

Zues Hera

Is that supposed to work on me well it did and we're at it and I get it

Mac

We'll see you too we do see it they're lined up to do that and we see that we have to try actually that's a good gig and

Trump

We have to see what it is no we know but yeah we're in pole position if we had our brains

Timmy d

I understand what she's saying that your lady is still there and you have to do it now I'm moving out right now

Justin

Hey I tell you he's responding finally it's something he said I think the world is in a big huge thing of vapor lock and they're holding it all over us nobody can move or do anything it's stifling and people are trying to use this ass cover and we're fighting each other to the death and it's not doing it and he said to me right here the information is in hand and people started to talk to them and you don't even have to grab them it comes right out because they're so arrogant and they took so much and they have so much they have oxygen because of cameras and they can pump it to their place now we have to get on this or we're going to all die

Annie Lennox

We approved this message to go out

Olympus

[brookstonalmanac]

Beer Events 12.1

Events

Basketball invented (1891)

Hermetically Closing Jug (1896)

Conrad Eurich bought Spring Garden Brewery (Baltimore, Maryland; 1908)

Grace Brothers Brewery closed (Santa Rosa, California; 1918)

Ontario, Canada voted for government control of liquor instead of prohibition (1926)

Prague tavern  opened, charging a flat hourly fee for drinking (1937)

Playboy 1st published (1953)

Michelob bottles 1st sold (1961)

Erik Helm and Richard Thorne patented Electrolysis of Fermented Beverages (1970)

Exploitation film “Sixpack Annie” premiered (1975)

Novato City Council approved Moylan's brewpub (California; 1993)

Anton Steinecker patented a Device for Heating Wort During Beer Production (1999)

Beermann's bottled 1,077 1-liter bottles of their Bourbon Barrel Barley-Wine Ale (2001)

Breweries Opened

Frank Steil Brewing, Maryland (1900)

Hudson County Consumers Brewing, New Jersey (1901)

Salt Lake Brewing, Utah (1984)

Thomas Kemper Brewing, Washington (1984)

Okanagan Springs Brewery, Canada (1985)

Lord Nelson Brewery Hotel, Australia (1986)

Pete's Wicked Brewing, California (1986)

Big Time Brewing, Washington (1988)

Grand Ridge Brewing, Australia (1988)

Kieler Brauerei, Germany (1988)

Black Mountain Brewing/Ed's Cave Creek, Arizona (1989)

Heritage Brewing, California (1989)

Pink Elephant Brewery, New Zealand (1990)

Minnesota Brewing, Minnesota (1991)

Rock Bottom #1, Colorado (1991)

Brewery at Lake Tahoe, California (1992)

Hangtown Brewery, California (1992)

Giatt Brothers Brewing, Canada (1993)

Northen Lights Brewing, Washington (1993)

Union Station Brewing, Rhode Island (1993)

Waterloo Brewing, Texas (1993)

Feathers Brewing, Canada (1994)

Long Island Brewing, New York (1994)

Galveston Brewery, Texas (1995)

Grebbestad Bryggeri, Sweden (1995)

Wilmington Brewing, North Carolina (1995)

Brass Ring Brewing, California (1996)

Dublin Brewing, Ireland (1996)

Huske Hardware House Brewing, North Carolina (1996)

King George Brewery, Georgia (1996)

La Fourche Brewing, Louisiana (1996)

Live Oak Brewing, Texas (1996)

Macau Brewing, Macau (1996)

Old North State Brewing, North Carolina (1996)

Skewers Brewpub, California (1996)

Sonora Brewing, Arizona (1996)

Volcano Brewery, New Mexico (1996)

Brasserie d Sainr Amand, France (1997)

Double Barrel Brewing, South Carolina (1997)

Foundry Ale Works, Pennsylvania (1997)

Park City Brewing, Utah (1997)

Railway Brewing, Alaska (1997)

Sagan Beer, Japan (1997)

Sunshine Coast Brewery, Australia (1997)

Mac & Jack's Brewery, Washington (1998)

Maxwell's Brewery & Pub, Washington (1998)

Race Book Brew Pub, Connecticut (1998)

Blue Frog Grog & Grill, California (1999)

Gem of the Sea Brewing, California (1999)

Holgate Brewhouse, Australia (1999)

Pearl Street Brewing, Wisconsin (1999)

Back Street Brewery, California (2001)

4th Street Brewing (Oregon; 2008)

Two Roads Brewing (Connecticut; 2012)

[intelligentipaucasufficiunt]

La famiglia Sackler. Una storia di altruismo e di benefattori.

La famiglia Sackler ha come suo centro la farmaceutica infatti controlla la Purdue Pharma.

La Purdue Pharma deve la sua “fama” all'OxyContin che è un farmaco creato nel 1996 a base di ossicodone, un oppioide sintetico usato per il trattamento del dolore cronico e venne promosso come una soluzione sicura ed efficace per milioni e milioni di persone in tutto il mondo (soprattutto Stati Uniti).

Ma la verità era diversa: l'OxyContin creava dipendenza ed era altamente abusabile sia dai “pazienti” che da ragazzi che cercavano uno sballo da oppioidi, e Purdue lo sapeva. La società usò agenti spregiudicati e tecniche di marketing aggressive per convincere i medici a prescriverlo in dosi elevate e per indicazioni non approvate.

Il risultato fu una catastrofe sanitaria: milioni di pazienti divennero assuefatti all'OxyContin, e molti di loro morirono per overdose o passarono ad altre droghe più potenti, come l'eroina o il fentanyl.

L'OxyContin non fu quindi solo un farmaco, ma anche una droga ricreativa, usata da persone apparentemente sane per ottenere un'effetto euforico. Alcuni la schiacciavano e la sniffavano, altri la scioglievano e la iniettavano, altri ancora la combinavano con alcol o altre sostanze.

Questa è una storia di inganno, avidità e sofferenza, che ha segnato davvero in profondità il volto dell'America.

La famiglia Sackler è oggi una delle famiglie più ricche ed influenti degli Stati Uniti, nota per le sue donazioni a musei, università e istituzioni culturali. Ma la sua fortuna è legata anche a una delle più gravi crisi sanitarie mai viste.

La famiglia Sackler e Purdue Pharma sono stati accusati di aver contribuito in modo determinante a creare e alimentare l'epidemia degli oppioidi, e hanno affrontato migliaia di cause legali da parte di stati, città, contee, tribù, ospedali e privati degli Stati Uniti.

Nel 2020, Purdue si è dichiarata colpevole di tre capi d'accusa federale per aver ingannato le autorità sanitarie e aver pagato tangenti ai medici. La società ha accettato di pagare una multa di 8,3 miliardi di dollari e di “sciogliersi”. La famiglia Sackler ha accettato di pagare 4,5 miliardi di dollari in dieci anni, ma senza ammettere alcuna responsabilità. Inoltre, la famiglia ha ottenuto l'immunità dalle future cause legali in cambio della cessione dei propri beni a un fondo fiduciario che finanzierà programmi di prevenzione e trattamento delle dipendenze.

Ma le famiglie non si “sciolgono” così come è stato da loro promesso in tribunale.... tutt'al più le famiglie si “sciolgono nell'acido” ma solo quando sgarrano con altre famiglie di benefattori.

Era quindi il 2020 quando la Purdue “patteggiava” in tribunale promettendo di scomparire che si vide passare di fianco il treno tutto d'oro del Covid-19, un treno sul quale dovevano salire.

Ecco quindi che “veniva bene” la loro vecchia azienda di famiglia.... la MundiPharma, società farmaceutica internazionale che fa parte del gruppo Purdue fondata nel 1956 da Raymond e Mortimer Sackler, e oggi è controllata dai loro eredi.

Mundipharma ha ovviamente distribuito l'OxyContin in diversi paesi del mondo, tra cui l'Europa, l'Asia e l'America Latina, usando le stesse tecniche di marketing aggressive e ingannevoli usate da Purdue negli Stati Uniti rimanendo anche coinvolta in alcuni scandali sanitari, come quello della vendita di un vaccino antinfluenzale scaduto in Italia nel 2014.

Mundipharma ha quindi collaborato con alcune aziende farmaceutiche che hanno prodotto i vaccini per il Covid-19, come AstraZeneca e Sinopharm.

La famiglia è anche dentro a:

Rhodes Pharmaceuticals che è una società farmaceutica fondata nel 2007 da Richard Sackler, figlio di Raymond Sackler e ex presidente di Purdue Pharma. Rhodes Pharmaceuticals produce farmaci generici a base di oppioidi, tra cui una versione dell'OxyContin. Rhodes Pharmaceuticals ha beneficiato della crescita della domanda di oppioidi negli Stati Uniti, anche a seguito delle restrizioni imposte a Purdue Pharma dalle autorità. Rhodes Pharmaceuticals ha anche sviluppato un antidoto agli oppioidi chiamato Nalmefene HCl Injection, che può essere usato per trattare le overdose.

Napp Pharmaceutical Group che è una società farmaceutica britannica fondata nel 1925 da John Napp. Nel 1966, Napp Pharmaceutical Group entrò a far parte del gruppo Purdue-Mundipharma-Napp (PMN), una rete globale di società indipendenti associate alla famiglia Sackler. Napp Pharmaceutical Group produce e distribuisce farmaci per il trattamento del dolore cronico, tra cui il Targinact, una combinazione di ossicodone e naloxone. Napp Pharmaceutical Group ha anche partecipato allo sviluppo del vaccino anti Covid-19 di AstraZeneca

Insomma... tutti bravi ragazzi.

Voglio dire, come si fa a non fidarsi di loro e dei loro televenditori?

Luperco

[sbknews]

BMW Motorrad presents the R 18 IRON ANNIE

R 18 custom bike from BMW partner VTR Motorrad AG & VTR Customs in aviation style. The old "Aunt Ju" Junkers Ju 52, the legendary three-engine commercial and transport aircraft from the 1930s, is still familiar to many people. The Ju 52 with the aircraft registration D-AQUI in the Lufthansa colour scheme grey-black from 1936 became particularly well known worldwide. During its time in the USA from 1970 to 1984 under the American aircraft registration N52JU, it was christened "IRON ANNIE" for short by its then owner Martin Caidin. It was precisely this aircraft that inspired a customer of BMW partner VTR Motorrad AG & VTR Customs in Schmerikon, Switzerland, to create a very special customized version of the BMW R 18 – the R 18 "IRON ANNIE". Years before, the architect had already had an individual R nineT built entirely according to his ideas at VTR Customs and this time, too, aviation style elements from aircraft construction were to be used. For example, the dial of the speedometer integrated into the tank, which is intended to be reminiscent of old cockpit instruments, or access panels with quick-release fasteners, as found on many aircraft. And of course, it was imperative to borrow from the Ju 52's characteristic corrugated aluminium planking. At the same time, the seat was to be reminiscent of a riding saddle and, of course, only the "IRON ANNIE" colour scheme in grey and black was to be used for the paintwork. A BMW R 18 First Edition served as the starting point for the customizing project. First the engine was removed and painted black. All chrome parts were painted black and the fork stanchions also received a black coating in the form of a DLC (Diamond Like Carbon) coat. The cockpit trim was pulled back as narrow and flat as possible to emphasise the streamlined shape. The 7 cm shorter fork and a height-adjustable Wilbers shock absorber emphasise the crouched stance of the motorcycle. "To make the bike look smaller and give it a more filigree appearance between the wheels, we had large 18 and 21 inch wheels made by Kineo," adds Daniel Weidmann, Owner & Managing Director of VTR Motorrad & VTR Customs. As a further technical treat, racing-style HC3 pumps from Magura were fitted in place of the standard R 18 brake and clutch fittings. The dial of the customized speedometer also received a hand specially made by watchmaker Zeitzone Zurich. "One of the big challenges with the R 18 IRON ANNIE was the replica cooling fins in the area of the rear silencers. Shaping these parts into parallel and beautiful radii and at the same time still fastening them harmoniously took a number of attempts," says Daniel Weidmann about the aluminium sheet metal work. This consumed countless hours of work, as the fuel tank, the tail with the suggested tail fin of an aeroplane, the side panels and the cockpit were artfully hand-formed from aluminium sheet. Reminiscences of traditional metal aircraft construction are also provided by the numerous lens-head rivets. "What almost pained us a little when we saw all the handmade, bright aluminium sheets shimmering and shining was that they would have to be painted. However, we are extremely satisfied with the result because the R 18 IRON ANNIE differs even more clearly from our well-known SPITFIRE, which is also designed in aviation style," Daniel Weidmann continues. The R 18 IRON ANNIE will receive road approval and is sure to turn quite a few heads in its new home on Lake Geneva. It will remain a unique model as promised to the customer.

BMW R 18 IRON ANNIE by VTR Customs specifications: - Base: BMW R 18 First Edition. - Sheet metal parts: Fuel tank, rear, side panels, cockpit, mudguard, Aluminium handmade by VTR Customs. - Fork: shortened and DLC-coated stanchions. - Suspension strut: Wilbers, height adjustable. - Wheels: Kineo front 3.5 x 21", rear 6 x18". - Tyres: Avon Cobra, 120/70-21 and 200/55-18. - Handlebars: ABM Vario Clip. - Speedometer: Customized by Zeitzone Zürich. - Brake / clutch pump: Magura HC3. - Saddle: VTR Customs & Yves Knobel Saddlery. - Exhaust system: Walzwerk. - Number plate holder: Berham Customs. - Side indicator and rear lights: Kellermann Atto. - Headlight: HIGHSIDER. - Paintwork: VTR Customs & Freuler AG, Benken.

Disclaimer. The vehicles shown may be modified and fitted with third-party accessories and/or proprietary parts that are not manufactured, distributed or tested by BMW. BMW accepts no liability for the modifications (including the fitting, characteristics and use of the accessories shown). NOTE: Modification of series production vehicles (including the fitting and use of third-party and self-made parts) can impair riding characteristics! Riding our vehicles in modified condition is at your own risk.

For more BMW Motorrad UK news check out our dedicated page BMW Motorrad UK News or head to the official BMW Motorrad UK website bmw-motorrad.co.uk Read the full article

[simpywriter]

What they would study in college

Universe: Modern AU Characters: Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Marco, Connie, Sasha, Reiner, Berthold, Annie, Ymir, Historia, Levi, Hanji, Erwin Warnings: none

Eren

Okay I’ve read a lot of headcanons about the subject and according to almost everyone Eren wouldn’t go to college, but would rather join the army (particularly in the air force). I actually disagree: canonically Eren became a soldier after his mother's death, to join the Survey Corps and exterminate the titans, but he previously wanted to be part of the Scouts to be able to explore the world outside the Walls. He has a strong sense of justice and spends much of the time proving that he wants to fight for the weaker regardless of how strong or powerful his opponent is. I see Eren as the type who wants to defend the people even in a modern universe, so I think he’d study journalism or something similar.

Armin

This little precious boy is obsessed with nature. He literally spends three whole seasons repeating that he wants to see the sea, the desert, the volcanoes, etc... He’s certainly passionate about natural sciences, so he would study something related to them, such as geology or marine biology.

Mikasa

Mikasa is very difficult to identify in a modern universe. We know her as the strong, introvert girl that always stick to Eren because of her past with him (I’m referring to when he saved her), but in a modern universe they’re unlikely to meet in such circumstances. What I believe would remain in her personality even in a normal world would certainly be her determination and a cool head even in the most difficult situations. With these characteristics she could easily graduate from medical school, specializing in something like neurosurgery.

Jean

Okay, for Jean it was a bit complicated. He’s an insecure guy, who wants to cover his weaknesses with the image of the strong man and that ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude; deep down he’s sweet, caring and attentive, we all agree on this. BUT, we can’t deny that Jean-boy is still one who likes to be watched, looking for approval. I see him studying acting, to work in the cinema or on television. I know that he’s really good at drawing but I don’t think he’d make it a job, it’s more likely to be a hobby for him.

Connie

Connie is the stereotype of the goofy college student who doesn't want to get too busy with intellectual subjects, but at the same time it's hard to imagine him solving complicated equations or speculating on the stock market. I see him as one to study something mechanically repetitive, where the only way to improve is constant practice (he must be good with manual subjects, let’s remember that he has earned a place among the top 10 cadets). He’s probably prone to study programming or computer coding. (The image of him wearing a cap backwards, a pair of headphones and sitting with his reversed chair while typing on his computer is just perfect).

Sasha

Biological farming, or anything relating to that and the green-sustainable. We all know Sasha as the ‘potato-girl’ and the only one who can bite her best friend’s hand thinking it’s actual meat and going on with chewing it (poor Jean). But she also lived in the forest for a big part of her life, living with her family in a small village in the woods; so I think that she’d be particularly sensitive to respecting the environment and looking for measures to make agriculture and livestock sustainable.

Reiner

He's the man everybody can rely on cough cough whatever, he's the good soldier and the friend always ready to help a comrade in difficulty. He'd definitely become a manager, a CEO or something similar, so I'd assign to Reiner Braun a degree in Business Management/Administration. Plus: I'm not the type for a man in a suit, but hey, let me just say this: his shoulders under a white shirt while he adjusts his sleeves above the elbow. Give us those biceps, dude!

Berthold

So, Berthold is always calm and quiet (even as the Colossal Titan he doesn’t roar even once); in the anime, his personality is not particularly developed regarding his interests, or maybe I missed something. But for what little we've seen he's obviously highly sensitive. This type of behavior makes me think that he needs an outlet and I imagine it in the writing. I don't know why but in my head the image of him as the reserved guy that pours what he thinks and feels in words it's quite suiting. So in college he'd study literature and simultaneously take courses of creative writing, even if, of course, he'd need a lot of support from his close friends, such as Reiner. (I also see him confessing to Annie with a letter).

Annie

She’s calm, reserved and perfectly capable of gaining respect from others with little effort, she reflects the image of a strong and independent woman. The two special episodes dedicated to Annie follow her as she searches for a missing girl, when she is put in charge of the investigation by the father of hers. With these premises it would be easy to place her in the sphere of law enforcement, in particular she would be perfect for the role of detective (not to mention her skills in hand-to-hand combat, this woman would become the terror of the whole police department). But to stick more accurately to the subject of 'college' she could study law to become a lawyer.

Ymir

She probably would like to be as close to the pussy as possible, I think she’d study medicine to become a gynecologist. Sorry, it's really a pitiful reason compared to the others, but in a certain way I see her with the white jacket intent on visiting her patients, she would also be very professional and no one else would see her Historia.

Historia

Historia is a character I personally like a lot; her growth is well made and I find in it a side of myself. Given that, rewatching some episodes made me notice that she really likes animals and taking care of them. From when she was a little girl she lived in the countryside with her mother and did the hard work so I don't see her as someone to take easy degrees. With her love for nature I definitely see her as a zoologist or a veterinarian.

Marco

Marco is a little cute boy and he’s just too innocent for this world. I miss him. However, just as Berthold he’s sensitive but he’s more prone to show it without embarrassment than hide it to then let it out alone in his private sphere. In my opinion he has a talent for literary/artistic subjects and he could be inclined to write too, but at the same time I see him more active than the Colossal-boy. For what little we have known about him it’s pretty obvious that he’s super kind and wants to help other people. Traveling around my Uni’s possible degrees I found something that can actually suit him pretty fine: linguistic and cultural mediation.

Levi

I think that, considering his past, a modern version of him could’ve been born when his mother was really young (and I mean 16 or 17 years old), so they wouldn’t have much money and he probably has to work during summer and right after diploma to gain enough money that would allow him a decent university (it’s not excluded that he will get a scholarship since he would surely be one of those brilliant students even with little commitment). And after securing the chance to study in my opinion he could get a degree in ‘I don’t-fucking-know’. Seriously, this is the hardest character. Reading others’ stories I found that almost everyone disagree about what Levi would study in college: some say medicine for his obsession with cleanliness (but on the one hand this mania has gradually disappeared over the course of the series and on the other it comes mainly from his Underground years, something that would not exist in the modern world), in some one-shots he studies engineering, and in others psychology, etc. Personally among all the ones I’ve read, he could be better suited to engineering. (But I'm still very confused about him so please leave some advice, I'll gladly accept them)

Hanji

She is probably the easiest character. She’s canonically obsessed with the titan’s biology and she loves to do experiments on them. In short, Hanji would absolutely study biology; a lot of people said that with her love for experiments she’s more likely to get a degree in chemistry, but I see her more passionate about the study of living beings, so I think that biology fits her perfectly.

Erwin

This man is certainly gifted for leadership and politics. In many ways he is similar to Eren in his ideals of justice and willingness to discover the truth, but unlike the boy who throws himself into battle even recklessly, we have rarely seen Erwin use the ODM gear to subjugate titans himself. In general, the commander of theSurvey Corps has always been rational and able to elaborate complex strategies to achieve a long-term result. He could graduate in political science or law. OR he could follow his father’s steps, becoming one of the few teachers who truly believe in their cause, with a strong interest in his students. However, it is certain that Erwin could never do a job he does not firmly believe in.

(I hate the fact that Tumblr allows only 10 images per post :() . Thank you so much for reading! If you liked this headcanon you can leave a like or a comment and if you have time you can check my Ao3. Hope you enjoyed!

[stillebesat]

Code: Blanket (part 2)

Sanders Sides: Logan, Remus, Virgil, Janus, Patton Fic Type: Hurt/Comfort Prompt: “If you don’t know where to go, you can always come here.” with Anxceit? (platonic is 100% good for me) Blurb: A friendship doesn’t stop just because one person decides to act like a dick. Especially when said dick is obviously in trouble. Overall Fic Warnings: Homophobia talk, Neglectful/Abusive Parents implication, Capitol Riot references, Injuries Taglist in Reblog

Part 1

“Your son is sneaking out.”

If the weight of his husband settling on top of him in the bed hadn’t been enough to fully wake Logan from sleep, the gleeful tone of Remus’s voice in his ear and the words he spoke were certainly enough to do so.

He tilted his head to the side, squinting up at his husband’s shadowy figure looming over him, ignoring how his heart had jumped into his throat, leaving an aching cavity in his chest. “If our son is sneaking out after dark, Sir Night Owl.” He said, working to sound calmer than he actually felt. “Then that’s obviously your influence at work and your problem.”

Remus gave a low chuckle, kissing his cheek. “Lion Kinging me, Messire Early Bird? Fair enough. I accept.” He shifted to roll off the bed, only to pause as Logan grabbed his hand.

“Virgil’s never snuck out before.” He whispered, flinching as he heard the front door close. Why would his son feel the need to do--sure teenagers were known to be rebellious, but he’d been clear that Virgil could talk to him about anything, anytime. To have him just suddenly leave without a word to them, without any indication that anything was wrong--

Remus squeezed his hand. “I heard him say ‘The offer still stands, D.’ as he walked by our door, sooo~ secret relationship?”

Logan pushed up onto one elbow, breath catching. “You heard him say Dee?” He demanded. “You’re certain?” He hadn’t known the two were still in communication. The end of their lifelong friendship last year had been...volatile. Virgil had been miserable for months afterwards.

“Yes?” His husband tilted his head. “You know them?”

Logan nodded, rolling over so he could grab his glasses from the night stand. “So do you. It’s Janus. Son of the Daemons.”

Remus stiffened, hissing like a broken teapot. “What offer could Virgiepoo possibly make to that horrible family of--”

“They were childhood friends.” Logan interrupted his husband before he went off on yet another long winded swearing spree about the Daemons. “Janus didn’t always approve of his parents...antics.”

Remus snorted, pulling Logan to his feet. “Antics? Those Ultra Christian Karens on Manbaby Cheeto Horse Steroids nearly cost both of us our jobs because they couldn’t stand the thought of their son knowing two gay men.”

Logan smirked, shrugging on a robe, placing his phone in the pocket just in case Virgil called. “And how did that turn out? With them facing the best lawyer in the country?”

Remus leaned in for a kiss. “Not good.” He breathed against his lips.

“Exactly.”

“Soo…” Still clad in only his boxers, Remus entwined his fingers in Logan’s, pulling him out of their bedroom towards the front door. “Son of our Enemy. Virgil sneaking out in the middle of the night to see him. What exactly is this offer that he’s offering to the Villains who aimed to destroy our happily ever after?”

An offer that Logan had believed had been firmly taken off the table over a year ago. “Simply put. Sanctuary.”

Which begged the question. What had happened in the Daemon household to convince Virgil to offer their home, after everything the two families had gone through, to their son once more?

“Sanctuary.” Remus repeated like it was a foreign word. “To one of their spawn? Are you serious?”

Knowing how much of a giving and forgiving heart his son had? Logan pulled open the front door, unsurprised to see the two teens standing frozen on the porch.

He had good timing like that.

“Boys.” Logan greeted, attention drawn immediately to Janus as he tried to hide behind his son only to be stopped by Virgil’s tight grip on his arm.

Janus swallowed, a tremor visibly going through him as met Logan’s eyes. “Mr. L.” He whispered, the porchlight throwing his face, and therefore, the stark purple bruise and cuts by his eye into sharp relief.

Sanctuary. He could now totally understand why Virgil had chosen to reach out.

The crumpled state of the boy’s clothes, the mask -an unusual accessory for the known anti-masker, anti-vaxxer family- the greasy hair, all of the obvious signs of neglect, Logan mentally catalogued as he immediately reached out, drawing the boy closer to him. “Janus.” He breathed, hating how the boy flinched at his movement, how he trembled under his touch even as he leaned into Logan’s hand as he cupped the boy’s uninjured cheek. “What happened?”

“Well, I hope what’s happening is that we’re kidnapping the demon spawn for ranso--” Remus cut off, inhaling sharply as he too caught sight of the facial disfigurement. “Lo, lemme see that.” He demanded, gently pushing him to the side so he could take the boy’s chin into his hands, tilting his head this way and that in the porch light.

Virgil relaxed, even as Janus visibly tensed, trembling under Remus’s scrutiny.

For good reason. The young Daemon had to feel like he was stepping into the Lion’s den by coming here.

“It’s okay, Dee. Remus is a surgeon. The best. You’re in safe hands.” Virgil said softly, keeping a firm grip on his friend’s arm as the boy shifted his feet like he was debating about turning tail and running.

Something he’d never thought Janus would do. The boy took after his parents in being willing to face confrontation head on, no matter the odds.

Something definitely was wrong here.

“What happened?” Logan repeated, unable to hide the concern in his voice.

Janus’s eyes flickered between him and Remus, breath hitching as he opened his mouth. “I--I--”

Remus growled, eyes flashing as he turned to Logan, gesturing wildly with his free hand. “What happened?! He’s lucky the wound isn’t infected, Lo! It’s obvious it’s been untreated. Obvious that he’s been neglected, mistreated, abused!”

Janus flinched at every word. “Yes.” The word ghosted over his lips, barely heard.

Virgil shook his head, eyes burning with quiet fury. “It’s worse.” He slipped his phone out of his pocket, tapping on the screen and flipping it so Logan could see the tweet there. “His parents locked him in their unfinished attic for FOUR months, Dad. And then they left him to go harring off to D.C. to storm the Capitol!”

They…WHAT?!

Logan saw red as Remus swore, his husband pulling Janus into a tight hug, the boy letting out a startled squeak at the action. “I changed my mind, Lo. We’re not kidnapping him, we’re adopting. Surprise, my little rebel. You’re mine now.”

Janus’s eyes went wide, shimmering with unshed tears as he stood stiffly in Remus’s grip, fingers twitching. “Y-yours?” He whispered, in such a small voice that had Logan wrapping an arm around the boy’s shoulders as well. “I--I--but I’m---I’m--”

There’d been a time he’d considered Janus almost like a second son with how often he and Virgil had hung out at their house as kids. Logan wasn’t at all opposed to rediscovering that sentimeint.

“It doesn’t matter.” He whispered in the boy’s ear. “You have a home here, Janus, for as long as you need one.”

The boy shuddered in their hold, breath hitching as he bowed his head, not quite resting it against Remus’s bare chest. “I--I tried to---I couldn’t get out! I tried everything to bre--to break free and then they just….left me. Their SON. They--” He broke off as Remus pulled him closer, a soft sob escaping as his husband carded his fingers through the boy’s hair.

“It’s okay, Janny-boy.” Remus whispered. “You did what you could with what you had.”

Janus shook his head. “I--i should have---sooner. I couldn’t--I didn’t think they’d actually!! My own parents.”

Virgil pressed in on the group hug, gently freeing the face mask from the boy’s ear. “Dee. You couldn’t have known.”

“I SHOULD have though!” He growled, twisting his head to stare at Virgil, cheeks streaked with tears. “We’ve been friends for years, Annie! I KNOW you and Mr. L. and...and…but when things,” His eyes flickered to Remus and back. “Changed. The pandemic and everything---I didn’t...I sided with them and thought they had to be RIGHT this time, but then things...stuff happened and THEY LOCKED ME UP and treated me like I was A NUT CASE when I--I--” His voice dropped to a near whisper. “They wouldn’t listen to me.”

Logan exhaled, squeezing the boy’s shoulder as he met his husband’s furious eyes. “I’m sorry, Janus.” He said, keeping his tone soft. “Your parents have had their...good...qualities at times,”

Remus snorted, but kept silent as Logan shot him another look.

“And I know...they’ve only tried to protect you from their perceived evils in the world, but Janus.” He shifted his position so he could cradle the boy’s injured cheek. “What they did to you was wrong. So very wrong.” And bound to be worse when the whole story was told. “It’s monstrous that they chose to treat their own flesh and blood in such an abhorrent and inhumane manner just because you disagreed with them and I will not stand for it. You deserve better and you will be treated much better here than you have been there. I promise you that.”

Janus abruptly twisted in Remus’s arms to cling to Logan, resting his head against Logan’s chest, fingers digging into the folds of his robe, his thin body shaking with sobs. “Don’t make me go back.” He whispered.

Logan shook his head, pressing a firm kiss against the boy’s greasy hair. “Never.”

“I won’t let him.” Remus added, a growl in his voice. “I’ve adopted you, Jan. My word is law. No take backsies.”

Janus looked between the three of them, before focusing on Remus, licking his lips. “But. You...don’t know me--”

“You don’t know me either, kiddo. But no worries. We’ll fix all that.” His husband winked as he gathered both Virgil and Janus under each arm, letting Logan take a careful step back. “But FIRST.” He pointed a finger at the boy’s eye. “I’m getting you clean and stitched up while Logie here makes a little call to his Work Wife to figure things out. With luck, and I am rather lucky, there’ll barely be a scar when I’m done.”

Janus stiffened, glancing over his shoulder to Logan. “Work Wife?!”

Virgil chuckled, twisting Janus’s mask in his fingers. “Not an actual wife, Dee. Dad has a fellow lawyer friend.”

“Rival.” Logan corrected.

Virgil rolled his eyes. “Rival that he constantly works with, so Rem calls him his work wife since he’s usually either with him or us.”

That wasn’t exactly true. He did go to other places and work with other people that weren’t Patton or his family. It just so happened that Patton ended up involved in a lot of the same sort of cases as him and so collaboration made more sense than going it alone.

Logan pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts. “Needless to say. I’ll take care of it, Janus. You can trust me on that.” He smiled to the teen before turning his attention to his son. “Virgil, send me a copy of that tweet as soon as you can. And Remus,” He grimaced as his husband paused, raising an eyebrow. He could see him practically vibrating with the need to stitch the kid up now. “I know you want to treat Janus ASAP, but I need photographic evidence of every single injury and sign of neglect before you do anything.” An unfortunate delay, but he needed the evidence recorded before it vanished. He hit call, placing his phone by his ear. “As soon as you’re done--”

“It’s straight to the shower, JanJan. Or a long hot bubble bath. Either way.” Remus said, ushering the teens towards the door. “We need you to get squeaky clean while Lo here does his thing, and then I can treat those wounds of yours without them getting infected. Okay?”

“I--I---uh...Okay?” Janus asked, sounding half strangled as they vanished inside.

The phone clicked. “Hello?” A sleepy voice asked over the line.

Hopefully Virgil could smooth over any further confusion for Janus until Logan could come back and reign Remus back from going full Mama Bear on the boy. “Hello, Patton.” He said, leaning against the wall, listening as the crickets began chirping again. “It’s Logan.”

“Lo?” He could hear his fellow lawyer and work rival stifling a yawn. “Wassup?”

“My apologies for calling so late, but I need your help with a case. Right now. If you’re able.”

The silence on the other hand wasn’t at all encouraging. But then again. It was late.

“...My help? With a case? Now?”

“Yes.” He’d already said that. Hopefully Patton’s brain would kick into a higher gear sooner rather than later or else this conversation would be lasting ten times longer than necessary. “You remember the Daemons?”

“Mmm….yah? Your fight with them had you fired up for ages with all their nonsense.”

“Exactly.” Logan exhaled. “Their son, Janus, just showed up at my house in an obvious state of neglect. Injured. Possibly abused. More than implied that it was his parents who put him in his current state. And I am, unfortunately, too visibly involved with the Daemons in a negative light to be considered an adequate impartial representative for him, especially if I house him in my home for the duration.”

Patton made a noise of surprise. “House him?”

“Virgil was--is a friend of his and he offered him sanctuary here when he discovered that Janus was in trouble. I’m not refusing him a safe place.”

“Safe? You just said--”

Logan closed his eyes, resting his head against the side of his house. “I know. I’m not on good terms with his parents.” They could go rot in a tar pit for all he cared about them. “But I’ve known the boy since he was six, Patton. He’s been to my house multiple times before. Been friends with my son. I won’t hold a grudge against the child for the actions of his parents.”

“Ha. I doubt his parents would appr--”

“His so-called parents Locked. Him. In. Their. Attic. For. FOUR. Months.” Logan interrupted, unable to hide the fury in his voice.

Patton sharply inhaled. “They WHAT?”

Exactly. It was good to hear his work rival taking the same tone. Patton had a soft spot for kids. “They locked him up and then abandoned him, Pat. I don’t know the exact circumstances just yet on why they felt that this was justifiable behavior, but no child should be treated like a prisoner by their family and no so-called parent’s opinion on where or who their son stays with should hold any weight if they’ve failed to provide decent care for their child in the first place!” Logan took a breath, forcing himself to relax his fingers on his phone before he cracked the screen. “Regardless, if the boy wishes to go elsewhere I won’t fight it. But he needed a safe place to go to and he chose to come here. That has to mean something considering the history between our two families.”

“It--I’d have to look into it.” Patton whispered. “This isn’t--the circumstances--”

“Are abnormal. I understand.” Logan nodded, staring off into the night. “Will you come?”

Patton huffed a laugh. “It’s not every day--ah night--you say you need me, Lo.”

That was true. They were more often rivals in the courtroom than collaborators these days. But still, he wouldn’t want any other lawyer to represent the boy if he couldn’t do it himself. “I need you, Pat.”

The sound of keys jangled in his ear. “Be right there.” Patton promised as the line went dead.

[abr]

"I nazisti dell'Illinois" :D

Fan sempre ridere, ma noto che ne han rianimati diversi di queste macchiette nostalgiche anche qui da noi, ora. A loro insaputa.

Purtroppo, 'sta cosa che la Nato, l'Ucragna e la Russia, i Dems. Usa, le caste da Ztl e i loro proci arroganti, la finta pandemia, il degrado della Tratta etc.etc: laggente non regge, perde la testa e dal sano complottismo fattuale mi salta alle scorciatoie passé e perdenti.

Ed ecco riemergere dagli anni Settanta una progressione di maistatisullalunismi, l'imperialishmo ashassino, le multinazzionali kapitalishte e giù senza limiti in avanti di corsa con la testa girata all'indietro tipo indovini nella quarta bolgia dantesca, fino agli undicisettembrismi l'islam non c'entra, alle centrali ebbree zionisthe al comando, tutto messoperishcritto affidabile tipo Protocolli dei Savi di Sion. Che tocca leggere.

Tutto molto funzionale ai Quirinarella, auqle punto giustificati nell'ammonire i pueri sui pericoli del cader preda delle paure - quelle sbagliate, non di quelle "approvate" tipo clima e vairus.

[omg-just-peachy]

soft stevetony rec list

today is soft wednesday for @cap-ironman rec week! my favorite genre and one for which i have many recs to share 💖

anything? by halfasgoodatanything

steve misses tony when he's on a business trip, so he drinks a flask of asgardian liquor, and plays with dum-e. tony comes home early, and confessions and cuddling and cuteness ensues.

i who only love you by talesofsuspense

Steve’s sick on their anniversary, but Tony is adaptable.

quiet worship by sidium

He should let him sleep, really, he knows this. He should go back to sleep, or carefully get up, maybe make a cup of coffee, or a million other things that would allow Steve to stay in the position he’s in, peaceful and dreaming.

bring some peace by blossomsinthemist

Tony is tired, Steve is affectionate, and they spend some time together. Pretty much pure relaxing fluff.

santa won't you bring me the one i really need by quidhitch (i cannot make a rec list without this fic okay? okay)

Although Tony typically makes it a point to avoid anything that could be reasonably classified as Pepper-approved self-betterment, he will be making an exception this year in the form of a list of New Year’s Resolutions. —Well, not so much a list, exactly, it’s more like one very loud, very obvious, very critical proposition. He’s gonna write it down, put it on his calendar, say it to Jesus, and do whatever the fuck normal people do to make these things happen. In fact, even though they’re only halfway through December, it’s already emblazoned in his mind in big, flashing neon letters: STOP SLEEPING WITH EX-HUSBAND.

someone reaching back for me by festiveferret

Steve is sickly, unemployed, broke, and homeless.

All he has left is a business card with a rather hard to get phone number on it.

lovesick by royal_chandler

The depth of the flu aisle in the pharmacy is substantial, overwhelmingly so, and Steve is half-convinced he needs to return to the front and trade his basket for a full-on cart.

the warmth of your cheek against mine by blossomsinthemist

Steve's hurt. Tony looks after him. Established relationship.

teddy bear status by tazziebubbles

In which Tony almost dies (yet again) and a certain supersoldier becomes awfully touchy. Not that he minds.

how to win affection without really trying by annie d

Tony almost dies saving Steve’s life, but that’s just part of being an Avenger. It’s no reason for Steve to get all weird and intense around him afterward.

for this, i am thankful by corsets_and_cardigans

Newly divorced Dad Tony spends Thanksgiving with his attractive new neighbor.

uncharted waters by ironswordstarshield

TL;DR: Tony helps Steve shave off his grief beard (and things are all /wriggly arms).

even iron bends by muscalluna

Steve's been in Washington over a week.

hold me close by naxa1818

Steve gets de-serumed and is insecure about it. Tony makes him feel better.

indoor thoughts by picturecat

Tony is on some very effective painkillers, so he can't really be blamed for freeing some of the thoughts he usually keeps locked away. Maybe they're not so bad, anyway.

i'll turn hours into gardens by nanasekei

Every week, a plant arrives.

you make me wanna slow down by me!

one self rec for the road: Steve starts falling asleep in Tony's workshop.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

OLD NOT UPDATED !! List of all my writings! (Masterlist!)

↘Attack on titan↙

Headcanons for AOT Women! (sweet and Spicy)

Pieck finger dating headcanons (Requested!)

(Trigger Warning For the next 2 Links!! Self harm!! ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓) 

Protecting you from yourself. (Mikasa x self harm!reader)

Eren, Mikasa, and Armin / / finding out you self harm / /

Catching Annie and Armin kissing (Shiganshina trio and you scenario)

Mikasa x Fem!reader. (Fluff) :>

Getting mikasa’s friend’s approval (Mikasa x reader Scenarios)

Soft Eren Jeager headcanons :3 x reader

Soft HeadCanons for Mikasa Ackerman ♡︎

Pieck Finger x Clumsy S/O (Requested!) 

Clumsy!S/O x annie leonhart (Requested!)

Jealous!Mikasa x reader headcanons! (Requested!)

Butch Knight! Mikasa x Maiden! Reader (Requested!)

Annie/Pieck headcanons for when their S/O goes missing!(Requested!)

Making out with Pieck headcanons! (Requested!)

Mikasa x reader on Valentine’s Day! (Requested!)

Annie x reader! Reader gives her silent treatment! (Requested!)

Asking mikasa what her favorite place on your body is!

Hange,Sasha, and mikasa reacting to you going missing

Sasha x reader Headcanons (Soft)

Jealous Pieck!Headcanons(requested!)

Annie with a s/o with anxitey (requested)

Mikasa x sick reader (requested)

AOT characters with tattoos! (Requested)

Ymir and Annie cuddling hc (and MIKASA)

Annie x insecure! Reader

Soft annie headcanons (annie x reader)

Annie and MIKASA with a deaf s/o

Mikasa Fluff (MIKASA x reader headcanons)

Annie, mikasa and sahsa reacting to someone being rude to their s/o

Jealous! Mikasa x reader (annie flirting with Y/n knowing she’s taken)

Annie with a short Female S/o

Annie with an Airheaded but strong reader

Annie, Hange, And mikasa reacting to their S/o almost dying

Annie and MIKASA with a s/o that gets scared easy

Mikasa, sasha, hange reacting to you going missing on a mission

Annie and mikasa reacting to you on your period

Mikasa receiving an love letter from reader

Annie afraid of bee’s headcanons

“Perfect just the way you are” Mikasa x reader Smut

(If you cant tell, i’m in love with mikasa lol)

(Crack Shitz LOL)

just another day at the survey corps.. hehee.

A motivation speech from levi 

↘My hero academia! ↙

a  s i l e n t  s o u n d.. (hitoshi shinsou x reader)

Shinsou Hitoshi x reader Headcanons

UA Teachers/ Pro’s reacting to you telling them someone made a inappropriate comment towards you 

Aizawa x Fem! Headcanons! (Requested!)

I’ll never hurt you again..  (Jealous! Hawks x reader Angst)

↘Bungo Stray Dogs! ↙

Dazai osamu x Reader (Headcanons)

↘Black Butler ↙

Sebastion x reader Headcanons

The Promised Neverland

Isabelle NSFW headcanons (Requested!)

Modern wife hc for Isabelle

That completes my masterlist for February 17th of 2021! I will be updating this when I get the chance of course! Take care!!

I also might make a different master list! I’m not sure yet!