#ask willa

[the-morningstar-family]

Merry Sinmas!

Thank you to to @thecatgirl-luvmyrocky for letting me use their background!

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

[anishake]

(x) "Ant&Dec: Would you change anything, looking back? Noel: Would've made sure Liam was a woman.

Noel: See, I've always wanted a baby sister when Liam was born, which is why I've always hated him. Saying that... He's grown up into a fine woman, so... maybe I've got a sister."

Pairing: Noel Gallagher x Liam Gallagher (Genderbent) / Fanfic series / Rating: Various

By @savageandwise

[eldestdauqhter]

oh connor roy. the forgotten sibling. he’s left the practice of groveling for his father’s attention back in childhood and instead, turns to the world for recognition. he makes a spectacle of himself, seeks out antiquities in search for a better history than his own. a nomad, belonging to no one. logan hardly held him tight enough anyway. the eldest forever cursed to watch the young hunger and fight and cry and beg at his father’s feet, always wishing he could do the same

[perseephoneee]

willa’s birthday celebration 🎂

hey loves…I turn 23 today (pikachu face) and I wanted to celebrate with you guys! something simple and fun for the masses.

photos represent me :p

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ send in an ask

cake — headcanons about a certain character

candles — share some of your own headcanons about character/fandom!

party hat — fuck marry kill

balloon — I’ll give you a playlist based on a character/occasion/etc

surprise — send or ask me anything lol

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ willa’s birthday wishlist

pictures of cats

pics of hot people

reblogs/comments

ships with her fav characters whether it’s accurate or not

piñata

boops

mutuals @bonesnplywood @mayfieldss @mariswxt @wickedlyemma @babyseraphim @fitzs-trained-monkey @gallifreyan-cat @kitkatkitzune @natti-ice

[captastra]

haii i love willa's vibes sm!! how does she go from being an assassin to working as bob's bodyguard?? 🫶

Hi!! OMG thank you so much for asking and I'm really glad you like her. I'm already completely obsessed so will take any chance to talk about Willa. Now I don't have all the specific details figured out, just the gist of it at the moment.

Willa was taken from Ireland to the Red Room as a very young girl. To her, the Red Room is the only home she has ever known. Her training was like Natasha's where it was psychological conditioning compared to chemical control. She eventually broke free of it after a particularly terrible mission (which becomes her room of shame if ever touched by the Void/Bob).

Finally away from all of that, she travels the world a bit, unsure of what to do and eventually finds her niche in being a Cleaner for the rich and powerful. She is very morally grey, has no issues with cleaning up other people's shitty messes for a hefty price. The people pay and so she keeps doing that.

I want to say something happens where Yelena helps her out (outside of what is seen in the MCU) which she offers a favor in return and after the events of Thunderbolt, an incident happens with Bob while the New Avengerz are away and Yelena convinces him to let her bring someone in that can look after him during the times the team isn't there. Bob agrees and Yelena makes a call to Willa, using the favor owed to convince Willa to help.

Willa and Bob meet (currently writing the fic right now) and Bob agrees to let Willa basically be his body guard!

I have so many fic ideas planned and I can't wait to share them :D

[wambsgansshoelaces]

oooo maybe headcanons about dating the succession girlies? like shiv, tabby, willa maybe even sandi if you like her (nobody else seems to). Or just anything involving any female characters I feel like there’s so little for lesbians out there lol 💜 I love your writing and I think it’s so sweet how happy you are to receive requests and always thanking your anons

I love women so I’m very happy I got this request

and I do love getting requests- it means people enjoy my writing and that makes me feel good about myself. #traumadump but I don’t really have any friends so I get really happy when people interact positively with me. and without anons like you, I can’t have these happy moments. so all the kisses and hugs for you 🫂

thank you so much for requesting <33 please feel free to leave all the lesbian brainrot in my ask box- im a self anointed unlabeled princess and both want to chew on jeremy allen white’s biceps and be cradled (and honestly just looked at) by sarah snook (and various other concerning things with various other people)

please enjoy and let me know what you think x

how you meet (wlw)

Shiv

ᝰ you’re in the bathroom at a restaurant trying to get something out of your eye

ᝰ it’s actually aggravating

ᝰ you’re beginning to cry

ᝰ “hey, are you okay?”

ᝰ you forget about whatever the fuck is in your eye when you look at her

ᝰ she’s gorgeous

ᝰ ethereally so

ᝰ you know you’re going to dream of her tonight

ᝰ so much so that all you say is “eyeball”, your voice cracking

ᝰ “oh, god, yeah. let me see?”

ᝰ you turn so that your body is facing hers

ᝰ she cups your cheek with one hand, using the other to pull down your lower eyelid

ᝰ “i think it’s an eyelash,” she murmurs

ᝰ you spend a bit rolling your eye around trying to push it

ᝰ eventually you do, along with a fat ass tear

ᝰ she wipes it away with her thumb

ᝰ “thank you…”

ᝰ she gives you a smile in response

ᝰ and then she’s gone

ᝰ you’re kicking yourself honestly

ᝰ you should’ve gotten her number

ᝰ you get yourself together in front of the mirror

ᝰ but before you push the door open, it opens on it’s own

ᝰ *she opens it

ᝰ “um, i just wanted to ask, could i get your number?”

ᝰ “please, it’s yours.”

Tabitha

ᝰ you’re out shopping at an outlet mall

ᝰ it’s january, it’s still freezing cold, you don’t have enough sweaters

ᝰ you browse the racks, truly bored out of your mind

ᝰ you like shopping, yeah, but only with someone else

ᝰ and you didn’t have anyone else

ᝰ it’s been lonely

ᝰ you’re stuck between two sweaters, the same price, right under your budget

ᝰ you kind of just hold them in front of you and stare at them

ᝰ “the pink would be so cute on you,” she says

ᝰ when you turn, it’s like heaven and earth collide

ᝰ her hair, her eyes, just her face

ᝰ your heart’s twisting around like you’d stuck it in a washing machine

ᝰ “you think so?”

ᝰ “compliments your undertones.” she takes the sleeve of the pink sweater, her eyes skitting over it appreciatively

ᝰ you hold the other one out at her

ᝰ “this one brings out your eyes.”

ᝰ she looks you up and down, smile playing at her lips

ᝰ you’re pretty sure you fall for her then

ᝰ she takes the sweater from you, grinning now

ᝰ “i’m tabitha. there’s this pretty dress i want to see you try on.”

ᝰ you spend the next three hours shopping together

ᝰ you just can’t bring yourself to leave her

ᝰ you stick to each other like glue

ᝰ you share a pretzel in the food court

ᝰ before she leaves, she asks for a pen from one of the vendors

ᝰ she jots her number across your palm

ᝰ the entire time she’s walking away, she’s looking back at you

ᝰ she’s mouthing ‘call me’

Willa

ᝰ your headphones are on, ambient sounds playing

ᝰ you’re sitting in a secluded nook of your local barnes and noble, reading a new book

ᝰ you’re in your own world

ᝰ you can only vaguely hear what’s going on around you

ᝰ you can kind of hear someone talking

ᝰ so you take a headphone ear off, looking up

ᝰ good god

ᝰ she’s just so pretty

ᝰ so delicately beautiful

ᝰ the way she looks at you?

ᝰ “um, excuse me, do you know where the romance is?”

ᝰ “oh, yeah, of course. want me to take you?”

ᝰ you gather your stuff and lead her away

ᝰ “what’re you reading?” she asks curiously.

ᝰ you show her, and you’re both giddily chattering now

ᝰ “what have you read from here?” you ask after a bit, gesturing at the romance shelves

ᝰ “i haven’t read a good romance in ages. i can’t even remember.”

ᝰ “jane austen?”

ᝰ “jane austen!”

ᝰ you’re both giggling

ᝰ “do you have goodreads?”

ᝰ “yes, can i please add you?”

ᝰ you exchange goodreads

ᝰ then numbers

ᝰ she gently grips your forearm, grinning wildly

ᝰ “oh my god, this is so exciting!”

ᝰ you laugh, agreeing

ᝰ “i’m willa, by the way.”

ᝰ “i’m really happy i’ve met you, willa.”

[that-one-raccoon]

*writing Willa of the wood fanfiction*

*looks at atsushi*

*sprinkles in a little bit of his trauma to Hialeah*

I knew you watching Bungou Stray Dogs was a fantastic idea...

have you seen the Dead Apple movie yet...?

[cakebatteronabrickwall]

Connor would drag Roman to the Napoleon movie and bitch about the inaccuracies for the entire 2+ hours.

[the-morningstar-family]

Does Willa have a will?

Alastor, Lucifer and Doctor Chaim sit in a room, after he looked over Willa once again. The air is tense, because they know what is coming.

Dr. Chaim: “As you can imagine; I have quite sad news”

The king takes Alastor's hand, who squeezes it.

Lucifer: “We're ready.”

Dr. Chaim: “I am sorry to say that Willa's condition is deteriorating more every day. And while I cannot say with a hundred percent certainty… I do not think that she will live beyond the end of the week.”

Alastor's ears droop, face relaxing with an acceptance of woe, looking sorely disappointed by the universe. While Lucifer looks at the Doctor with pleading wet puppy dog eyes, as if he decided it and isn't just notifying them.

Dr. Chaim: “When Willa had still been able to talk, she asked me to hold on to this, until she is close to death.”

He slides a small paper stack over.

It is a will. Between the official papers that have been filled out there is also text, handwritten by her. The king's small hand hold them with care, despite the shakiness. Alastor has long since buried his head in the blind head, peeking over just enough to read the contents as well.

The Will:

“Dear Friends and Family,

It is a strange feeling to be writing about one's own death. Especially when being aware of how soon that Future will arrive. I am keenly aware of the many Birthdays I will not attend, of the Sinmas celebrations that I won't be part of, how many New Years Eve's will come by without me.

I have been rather fortunate in life, though. I had a wonderful mother, who had been nurturing and loving despite never receiving the same in her childhood. I am lucky enough to have a wonderful son. Bright and curious despite the challenges he has faced since the day he was born. And I am most grateful for the bonds I have been able to make with the residents of the Hazbin Hotel.

Not only have you extended incredible kindness to my son but to me as well. And the second you knew of my condition, you took care of us both. Please allow me to thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am afraid there are no words that will ever be enough to articulate these feelings. The ones of love and care despite the difficulties increasing every single day. For every time I fell, and you to pick me up, for every time you wiped my drool, when my body would not let me, I want to express my deepest gratitude. I wish, for all of our sakes, that I could be staying longer. But it won't be possible. And for that my heart aches, and I am so fortunate, to have people who's heart have ached with me, and will continue to do so.

I feel a little selfish asking for more. However, there are a few things I would like to address, before I am unable to.

Again, I am fortunate, that you already treat Felix like your own. I am so very glad to know, that my dearest boy will be safe and sound. What I want to ask you is, to not stop. To treat all of your children to the best of your ability. There is no shame in imperfections, but please, treat them with the care they deserve.

For my funeral I don't have many requests. A small goodbye for all of us is more than enough. I would like to ask you to make sure that everyone can have their goodbyes how they need to have them. Anything beyond that is of little importance.

Thank you, for all you have done. I could not have wished for better company.

And to Felix:

My dear lovely boy. When I first held you, I was completely overwhelmed and so incredibly happy. That is why I named you Felix, because I felt incredibly lucky to have you.

And I am so sorry to leave you. I love you with all my heart. I already miss you, yet you are still in my arms every day.

I wish I could see you grow up. See the person you will become in ten, twenty, thirty years. But I will not even make to next year.

But know, that I love you. And that you are loved, when I am gone. Remember, that to me, you will always be my most wonderful child.

I love you.

Goodbye.”

[kanerallels]

OH I'M LOOKING

Okay okay, Willa, "That's personal."

“That’s personal.”

Willa felt herself wince at the uncharacteristic sharpness in her tone, and both A.J. and Chase looked surprised, too. They exchanged a look—the former, who’d asked the question that was still rattling around her mind, sticking a hand in his pocket, expression fading to sheepishness. The latter, turning his dark-eyed gaze to her with a frown that didn’t judge so much as question.

Shrinking a little, Willa tucked her backpack closer to her chest, wishing she could disappear into the shadows that bracketed in the fire they’d built at the side of the river that night. “Sorry,” she said quietly. “I just—”

“It’s okay,” Chase said simply.

“It is,” A.J. agreed immediately. “I’m the idiot—I know questions about family stuff are—” he paused, clearing his throat. “Uh. Anyway.”

“What’s the deal with your parents?” the question whispered in Willa’s head again, and she glanced down, letting the awkward silence grow. She wouldn’t usually, but this was a question that hurt to answer. And if she spoke about it—about her papa’s disappearance, what that could mean, about the way her mama had disappeared into herself, leaving her and her four siblings to handle the farm on their own—it would bring too much into reality. 

Like the possibility that her father was dead, or worse. Like the fact that the farm was burned to the ground, and her mother and siblings were gone—not dead, just…gone. Like Papa before them. Leaving her behind.

A worn sneaker toe nudged against her leg, and Willa glanced up at Chase, whose eyes had shifted to understanding. “Ignore him,” he said quietly. “A.J. talks too much.”

It was a peace offering, and Willa owed both of these boys too much to not take it. “I know,” she said, sending A.J. a small grin.

A look of relief flickered across A.J.’s face, followed very shortly by a dramatically offended look. “Oh, thanks. Glad to know I’m appreciated around here.”

“You’re useful for a few things,” Chase said, settling back on the heels of his hands, and in a few heartbeats they were back to their former ease, the knot in Willa’s chest loosening a little.

[daenystheedreamer]

sansa/willas is a very nothingburger of a ship to me bc like. willas doesnt have a personality yet. BUT of all the straight sansa ships this one seems the most like. What If Sansa Was With A Man Who Was Nice. what if she still had to participate in westerosi patriarchy as a wife and a mother but it was with someone who was nice and loved her <3 and its like thats not quite what i personally am aiming for but i do like where your head is at

this is my thoughts!! its a cute what if where the tyrells arent QUITE as morally bleak and actually follow through with their promises to sansa<3 yeah its boring but thats clearly the point. like gun to my head i have to pick an adult man ship endgame for sansa. i pick willas<3

i dont like fanon niceguy willas and i especially find the way people visualise him as like a skinny fit hot guy lame but even if.... ok PAUSE imagine a rating scale with garlan on one side and olenna on the other title it 'tyrells ranked by how conniving they are'. UNPAUSE. so even if willas is more on the olenna side of conniving i still think he's a nice husband choice for sansa<3 also im a sansaery warrior first and foremost so if she marries willas she can cheat on him with her sister-in-law

[josephslittledeputy]

Finally got around to planting some stuff today!! Hoping they all grow. Gonna pick up more soil next week and finish planting the things I wanted to but couldn't today (bc ran out of soil)

Noooow I just have to make blueberry muffins as well as start and finish a book I borrowed from the library so I can return my books to the library and grab more in preparation for the two weeks of shit weather we're about to get

[captastra]

HAII it is me again. holding my hands out begging for more willa info 🤲 in racing hearts she mentions that "this isn't even the worst i've been through." what would you say were the worst things she's experienced?? i'm guessing there's the mission you mentioned in my first ask but are there more moments like these?? 👀👀

aaaaa i'm so sorry to respond so late!! Thank you so much for asking even more lore about Willa (you have my whole heart)! So this answer got pretty dark so I'm going to put it under the cut. CW for mention of death/torture.

So I'd say the worst things would be the typical assassin stuff: shot, stabbed, falling from high places, blown through buildings, etc. The worst is the psychological torture she endured from the Red Room and all the people she killed because of them...and all the people she killed after getting out.

The mission I mentioned actually was one of the worst things to happen to her, but mentally. She had to kill two people that really mattered to her and thats what broke her and got her free of the Red Room's control. It's also partly why she is very morally grey. She has no issues with what she's doing because she believes herself to be a monster. The other part is she's just good at what she does and so has no qualms doing that to survive.

When she said it in that fic, it actually was just her trying to keep Bob calm and not worry about her and have that impact his own mental well being (blame himself > beating himself up > get to a dark mindset > the Void comes out. << this is what Willa's thinking)

[jordiemeow]

omggg i’m so late w how busy ive been but happy late birthday!!!

THANK YOU BABY 🫶🫶🫶

[firstconhead]

Succession 1x2 - Sh*t Show at the F**k Factory

what I said in my comments of the first episode about Connor being the best father figure proving himself again at the beginning of this episode when he listens to the doctors and asks everyone to leave the room where logan is

about two minutes later, logan is still almost dying in the hospital, meanwhile connor looks this fine

all of Connor's expressions during this conversation are perfect, including him talking about cryogenics, but this sentence is really good for some reason.

and then Connor calls Willa and asks her to go to the hospital, right? so we have old logan almost dying and Connor asking his young and healthy girlfriend to go keep him company…..how can I not love him, you know? he is so especial.

now that Willa has appeared I have to say that I absolutely love her too. Conheads who are also Conwilla shippers rise up!

and because I like Willa so much I got upset every time Kendall asked her to leave, like, I understand that there are things she shouldn't hear but…you can be polite, right????

... and meanwhile, my man was serving poses on that hospital couch.

episode quote chosen by me:

absolutely cuties 𖹭

☕︎ These would be my comments on the participation of the most important member of the Roy family in this episode. Thank you for your attention. I'll see you in the comments of the next episode. byee