#because that means i still have the ability to naturally fall asleep

[nexus-nebulae]

so today's one of those "any minute im not standing up im falling asleep" type days

[darkwicks]

sleep headcanons ft. deadlock, omen, phoenix + yoru

gender-neutral reader, established relationship, fluff | ao3. masterlist. request rules.

A/N.⠀one of my readers on AO3 requested one for Deadlock, so I thought I'd do some continuations to these with more characters :)

✦ Because she tends to toss and turn often, she’s on the more tentative end when it comes to cuddling. She still likes being close to you, though, so she’s always happy to sleep with you. She’s just worried about accidentally waking you up when she needs to change positions.

✦ Generally, sleep doesn’t come easy for her, so she’s prone to staying up late. This completely changes when you’re around. Even if it still takes her time to really fall asleep, being near you gives her a huge sense of comfort and safety. Sleep doesn’t feel as daunting.

✦ She likes burying her hand in your hair and running her fingers through the strands. Sometimes she’ll gently scratch your scalp to help you relax. She does this without you needing to ask. It brings her comfort as much as it does to you.

✦ She finds it difficult to ask you this, but she likes it when you’re the big spoon. Feeling your arm wrapped around her waist and you nuzzling into her back makes her feel at ease. You’ll find that she’ll sleep more still this way.

✦ She doesn’t mind you hogging all the pillows. She only needs one to sleep. Whatever comment you have about this won’t be the first time she’s heard it. She’s able to do a lot with the bare necessities.

✦ I imagine Omen doesn’t really need sleep just like he doesn’t need to drink or eat, but when it comes to you, he finds that resting comes a lot easier. Ever the silent protector, he likes making sure you’re sleeping soundly. Watching you sleep brings him comfort, in a way.

✦ He’s a little hesitant with physical touch, but he won’t say no if you want him to hold you. He’s a bit stiff, as if touch itself is an entirely foreign concept to him, but he’ll melt into it gradually. He’s just not used to someone wanting him to be so physically close.

✦ Likes to sit beside you and knit or read while you tell him about your day or just talk to him about anything and everything. Though time to himself is important, spending time with you is just as necessary.

✦ He’s very quiet leaving the bed. It’ll scare you for the first couple of times, but don’t fret—he hasn’t abandoned you, he’s just off doing something else. He always comes back.

✦ He doesn’t really need an alarm. He’s naturally an early riser and his body just knows when it needs to wake up. If you don’t want to be rudely awakened by the shrill sound of the alarm, ask him and he’ll wake you up—gentler and less annoying.

✦ Considering Phoenix’s Radiant ability, his body is naturally very warm, which can mean one of two things: he’s perfect for the winter, or he’s your worst enemy in warmer seasons. Asking him to hold back on being physically affectionate is like asking him not to breathe. It’s impossible. He can try to give you space during the summer, but it won’t be without complaints.

✦ Always has to be facing you. He doesn’t really know why aside from the fact that he just likes it, but it helps him sleep a lot better. He also always has to be touching you one way or another. Cuddles are the way to go, but he’ll begrudgingly settle for hand-holding if the heat gets too bad.

✦ Very heavy sleeper and also insanely strong in his sleep. If he’s holding you, good luck on trying to escape him. It’s almost as if he can sense you even wanting to get up. It’s not the first time he’s used this death grip on you, either. It’s natural for him when it comes to cuddling.

✦ Clears his throat obnoxiously loudly if you haven’t given him a goodnight kiss yet. “Aren’t you forgetting somethin’, love?” he’ll say, shooting you an unimpressed look. If you want to see him flustered, tease him about it. He acts like he hates it, but he really doesn’t. He won’t admit it, but he likes it when you do that.

✦ Has a habit of hogging the blanket. He doesn’t even need it, he just… likes having something soft to hold on to. He’ll do this if you don’t let him hold you to sleep. (It’s all in good fun, of course. He just likes being close to you in every way possible.)

✦ It takes a while to tire Yoru out, so more often than not, he’ll stay up a little later than you do. He’s more used to sleeping late than he is with sleeping early. Being in bed as soon as the sun sets isn’t really urgent for him.

✦ You’ll have to be the one to initiate cuddling with him. He likes holding you and feeling your body against his, but he doesn’t want you to feel suffocated. At times you think he’s doing it on purpose so he can hear you ask him so, so nicely that you want him to hold you. (He probably is.)

✦ Is always down for spontaneous late-night rides if you can’t sleep. He knows the best sightseeing and stargazing spots. He always keeps them in mind because every time he finds a new spot, he just knows that he has to bring you here with him. He likes travelling with you.

✦ Surprisingly clingy when he’s tired or sleepy. Will absolutely refuse to let you go if you’re trying to get out of bed. He’ll just ignore it if you tease him, but the tips of his ears turning red betray the nonchalant demeanour he’s donning.

✦ Quite similarly to Phoenix, he gets grumpy if you haven’t given him his goodnight kiss yet. He won’t even ask—he’ll stare at you until you get the hint. If you still haven’t caught it, then… Well, he’ll kiss you himself. (He won’t tell you this, but he likes when this is the case. Your delighted giggles are music to his ears.)

[starlightwayfinder]

Do you have any headcanons about Ven you'd like to talk about?

Always!! Okay first, here’s the fluffy ones:

He gives good hugs. Really good ones. The kind you can just melt into! He brings a sunshiny warmth with him wherever he goes, both metaphorically and literally.

You could make him laugh with the cheesiest jokes ever. It wouldn’t be hard at all.

He can’t actually talk to birds/animals ‘Disney princess’ style, but they will let him get unusually close, or will approach him without fear. Terra and Aqua were baffled at first, but now they’re used to it and forget that other people will find it weird.

He’s got a decent book collection in his room. It’s mostly a mix of Keyblade history, astronomy, and fairytales. He and Aqua will sit together and have tea while they read.

He can and will fall asleep anywhere. Again, Terra and Aqua are just used to it by now.

He likes watching the sunrise almost as much as he likes stargazing.

He spars with Terra the most, and always gets upset that he’s holding back. Terra, however, is just trying not to send him flying by accident.

If he and Terra do roughhouse, (they are ‘brothers’ after all..) it’s very playful and all in good fun. Aqua just sighs and makes some comment about the friendship between boys. 

Unsurprisingly, Ven likes to feel the wind in his hair—which most of the time means going fast on his Keyblade glider. He would also love roller coasters, surfing, etc. 

He also loves flying and will go back to Neverland every now and then for more pixie dust.

He’s a fast runner and does pretty well in races on Destiny Islands, but he’s not a super competitive person, so he doesn’t care too much about winning.

He helps Kairi get into a training routine when she moves in. He becomes a bit of a mentor, but more in the sense of a fellow student/friend who already knows the ropes.

He has a cd player in his room for listening to his favorite songs. The others try to show him how to play music on his Gummiphone, but he doesn’t use it for much beyond taking pictures and the occasional phone call. He’d probably be a little shy about calls because it’s so unusual to him.

Since he was asleep for 10 years, he doesn’t know any of the new slang and has slightly outdated tastes, haha.

His favorite season is Spring, but he doesn’t dislike any of the seasons. You can bet that when the weather warms up, he’ll be outside enjoying the sun and looking for dandelions.

He enjoys all types of weather too—except for bad storms, which he’s always disliked.

He got a little bed for Chirithy that goes unused because they always fall asleep in his arms. 

And here’s the deeper ones:

Ven is overall a sensitive guy, which means he can’t stomach most violent or disturbing movies/games/etc. The problem with this is that he can’t stand being treated like a little kid either. I imagine he would be the sort to agree to watch something out of peer pressure… then be unable to fall asleep at night thinking about it. Finally Terra or Aqua has to step in and say “you don’t have to make yourself uncomfortable to fit in”. 

That sort of thing is frustrating for him in general. Thanks to everything that’s happened to his heart and mind, he technically *is* kind of younger—yet, it’s also just his personality and who he is. It’s not necessarily due to a lack of maturity. 

That being said, I think he’d be really good with kids—and I know I’ve said it before somewhere, but he would make a great camp counselor or something. Can’t you imagine him leading activities or songs with a group of kids?

He’s more shy in UX because he’s surrounded by older Keyblade wielders and used to being rejected by them (since he doesn’t bring much to the table in terms of physical strength or magical ability.) In BbS, he’s more outgoing because he’s been living with the same people for years and it’s all exciting and new. He’s always been an introvert, but he still loves making friends… It just doesn’t come quite as naturally to him as it does to Sora, and Ven’s more likely to think he did something wrong if someone dislikes him. 

In other words, he’s the sort of guy who would go to a party and end up sitting on the floor to pet the dog the whole time.

If someone does hurt his feelings, however, he’s quick to forgive them and try to restore the relationship.

Thanks to Ven being a more sensitive person, he’s very comforting and compassionate: a trustworthy friend to talk to when you’re feeling down. He’s especially nonjudgmental and a good listener. I imagine most of the guardians’ first impression of him is either ‘quiet and unassuming’ or writing him off as silly / immature. Typically, only Terra and Aqua see that deeper side of his personality—but if the opportunity arises, he gets a chance to shine.

Since he’s pure of heart, he really can’t wrap his head around *why* people would use the darkness/be cruel to others intentionally. It doesn’t click in his mind at all. He’s not ‘innocent’ in the sense of being *ignorant* to that sort of thing, but rather just never feeling the urge to act that way. Does that make sense?

He’s a genuinely good, sincere guy. I love him 💖

[yayasvalveplay]

Imma talk ramble about JazzProwl because I love them and allergies are disrespectfully kicking my ass and ability to breathe and I’m only a little miffed about that.

Prowl teasing his mate all day. Flirty comms of missing his spike and the taste of transfluid on his glossa. A playful flutter of doorwings whenever they pass in the hallways. All intentional because Prowl’s normally locked up in his office trying to give himself cyber-scoliosis with the passion to rival Mother Nature and her massive middle finger to all the creatures that enjoy breathing as a means to live.

He wants to rile that ex-con up so bad. He already enjoys how down bad Jazz is for him despite being conjunx’s, but sue him for dallying into con culture to press the exact buttons that’d drive a con nuts that their mate was openly flaunting around. Give him that flash of purple from too intense red optics behind a wave of blue.

Jazz utterly adores Prowl’s doorwings, fucking adores Prowl in general because how could he not, like how Prowl loves his visor.

Likes Prowl on top so he can look up and admire him all he wants, perched in his lap or across his thighs so he can watch how his favorite doorwings flutter and dance in little twitches and tremors. Grinning at the shy duck affectionate pet names earned him.

Sweetly kissing his mate’s cheek, watching the flush dust his cheeks like a shimmery silver dusting atop fresh energon. Because oh my god why is Prowl so pretty— Snatched waist, he’s so cute and I love him.

Coming back from a mission and freshly leaving medical only to find his mate in berth asleep. Jazz relaxing immediately at the sight. A structure deep ache that eased at the slightest flick of a doorwing acknowledging his presence. Keeping his mate in a peaceful sleep by extending his EM field so he’s taken as safe and not a threat.

Snuggling up against Prowl’s front. Cupping his face ever so sweetly. Gazing fondly and so utterly full of love at his Prowler’s sleeping face, brushing his thumbs just underneath his optics. Feeling the smoothness of the mesh against the rough drag of his digits.

Falling into recharge alongside his mate. Not quite a deep, relaxed sleep as he’s still on edge and hyper alert due to a fresh mission.

Waking up to find his mate showering. Four digits shoved deep inside himself, pede propped up on the stool. Jazz slipping up behind Prowl and covering his moving hand with his own and slipping his digits in alongside his.

Prowl has to overwatch a massive repair and reconstruction project the wreckers have been assigned to so he can’t stay long no matter how much he wants to but he can make as many promises for later.

Damn allergies. anyways, reading this like a fanfic as always. Because Hmm lovely Jazzprowl just being Jazzprowl.

You know what Prowl should tease Jazz, getting him all riled up, maybe even before a mission and that's all he can focus on when he's leaving, and gets to where he's going, replaying it in his mind until he has to lock on.

But the moment it's done hes thinking about it again.

Also Me evil laughing that ex Decepticon Jazz is growing.

You know how many bite marks Prowl has, and how many times they've almost been caught fraging not in their room

And on the bliss that'll be on Jazz when he return home to a sleeping Prowl, wings fluttering as if to welcome him. He takes it of course he does. Prowl awaking to Jazz, and he just, kisses him, so softly not to awaken him, before getting up.

He's so horny he can't help but frag himself, imagining it's Jazz. Then Jazz's servos are in him alongside his own, he's squirting. Jazz is there to lick him up, and abuse his nod. Making him squirt again, until, Jazz manually closed his pannels, and opens up his own, spike dripping.

Prowl takes it in his mouth, sucking it, like it's a life line. And then Jazz is spilling, Prowl takes it all, and shows that he drank it all down. Jazz revs his engines loudly, Telling prowl Good boy, before having to close himself, after all Prowl has something to do

[lovelycreativecrafts]

Flirting | Gojo x Black Female Reader

Word Count: 1,020

Synopsis: Gojo flirts with a woman who has a resting-mean face.

Warnings: None

Author Notes: I had this scenario in my head for a while. I feel like it could have been written better but I still wanted to post it. I'm still learning about Gojo's character. If you liked the short fanfic, please Like, Reblog, and Comment your thoughts.

Gojo POV

I walked out of the building as my 3 students followed behind me. 

“Where are we going, sensei?” Itadori asked. 

I looked over my shoulder, “A place where you all will be doing some training. It shouldn’t be too hard since you all have gotten stronger.” I looked back in front of me. 

“Why do I feel like it’s going to be very hard.” Nobara mumbled. 

Once we made it to the track, there was a group of people already there. Students ran across the track while a familiar woman stood on the side with her arms crossed. 

“Is that the new sensei?” Itadori asked. 

“Yeah,” Megumi answered.

Nobara expressed, ”You do not want to get on her bad side. One time I was chewing gum in class and the way she looked at me was so scary I thought she would rip the gum straight out of my mouth.” 

I held back a chuckle as I listened to Nobara’s opinion. People often mistaken her words and actions just because of how her face naturally rested in a mean expression. Before, I once thought she always had a bad attitude or was angry at the world but after being teamed up with her a few times I grew to understand that was just her natural face. 

“Really?” 

Megumi added, “I would have to agree with Nobara. I mistakenly fell asleep in her class the other day and she had me stay after class. She told me to make sure I get enough sleep at night so I don’t miss anything in her class but her expression basically said the next time I fall asleep in her class, I will never wake up again.” 

“Woah, she really does sound scary. Then I’m glad our teacher is Gojo then,” Itadori said.

I turned toward my students and they all nodded in unison. 

I pointed toward myself, “Hm? Do you not think I’m scary?” 

“No.” All three of my students said at the same time. 

“But I’m the most powerful one here?” 

“That doesn’t mean you’re the scariest,” Megumi said. 

“She’s actually not that scary. Once you get to know her. Just watch.” I turned away from my students and began making my way closer to the track. 

Reader POV

I watched my students run across the track. After evaluating them a few times, I noticed that their stamina wasn’t all that great despite their amazing abilities. I told them there goal was to finish 5 laps and to take breaks if needed but ever since they started they haven’t taken one break. In fact, they ran full speed the whole time. 

As much as I appreciate their dedication, I’m going to have to stop them soon. One of them already looks like they're about to pass out. 

Something brushed past my ear, “Hello Beautiful,” a male voice whispered. 

I quickly covered my ear and jumped away from the voice. My heart raced as I turned and recognized the familiar white-haired man. 

Gojo chuckled, “I thought you would have gotten used to that by now.” 

I blinked at him, “And I thought I told you to stop doing that.” 

A smirk spread on his lips, “And why would I do that?” 

I sighed and removed my hand from my ear. Of course, it was Gojo. He’s the only one that would tease me.

I looked up at Gojo, “Why do you keep calling me that? You really shouldn’t say things you don’t mean.” 

Gojo leaned toward me, “You think I’m lying?” 

I narrowed my eyes at him, “What else would you be doing?” 

“Wow, you really should improve your confidence. I’m not really one for lying, you know.” 

“What do you mean by that?” 

“Let me put it bluntly, I think you’re very pretty. Not as pretty as me of course but still pretty.” 

My cheeks warmed and I looked away from him. There he goes again. 

Gojo let out a chuckle, “You’re so cute when you blush.” 

My cheeks grew hotter as I continued to not meet his eyes, “And how would you know if I’m blushing? It’s not like you can see it with my skin tone.” 

Gojo lightly grabbed my chin and turned my head toward him, “Well for one, every time you do blush, you always turn away from me.” 

My heartbeat quickened as he leaned closer to me, “Two, your pupils in your eyes tend to expand just slightly, and three . . .”

He paused and I waited for him to answer. How long has he been observing me like this? 

“I think I will keep the last one to myself.” 

“So, you’re able to see all of that with your blindfold on? That’s hard to believe.” 

Gojo removed his fingers from my chin but kept the closeness between us, “I’m able to do a lot of things with this blindfold on and it’s no exception to seeing right through you. Honestly, you’re like an open book to me.” 

Gojo leaned away from me and a smile spread across his face, “You didn’t have to mention my blindfold just so you could see my face, you know.” 

“What? That’s not why I-,” 

“Honestly, you could have just asked and I would have gladly given you a quick glance.” Gojo placed one of his fingers under his blindfold. 

I quickly looked away from him as the blush on my cheeks spread to the rest of my face, “That-That’s not why I-I mentioned your bl-blindfold.” Why am I stuttering?

“Tell you what, I’ll let you see my beautiful face if you let me take you out on a date.” 

“What?” My eyes widened as I looked back at him. He’s doing it again.

 “Shouldn’t you ask someone that you actually like?” 

“How dense can you be? I do like you and not just because you’re pretty. Oh and by the way, I think one of your students just passed out.” Gojo pointed toward the track. 

I turned toward the track and saw one of them lying flat on the ground. I quickly ran toward my student. I thought I told them to take breaks. 

[sonicjustbecause]

Headcanon time: Shadow's limits...

I didn't bother much actually.

Until yesterday I saw this:

And this (that is too much also for him, honestly. In term of self destructive behaviour, I mean)...

I'm surprised that in 24 years, nobody explored this territory with Shadow. We see fanart of all sonic characters swimming, diving etc... Even Sonic who is occasionally given the ability to swim to suit the needs of fans. For Shadow is unusual seeing him underwater.

Some fans think he just doesn't need to breathe, eat or sleep and that's boring I think. In official material, though rarely, it is shown that he needs at least to breath and sleep (eating too I guess, the way Rouge in Shadow generations tries to convince him to join Sonic's party with the 'free food' thing).

"There is free food."

He is shown to need to sleep in Sonic X, Sonic Movie and Shadow Dark Beginnings. I think is especially clear in Shadow Dark Beginning. Shadow is falling asleep while driving toward the ARK and he already starts to dream (when you're sleepy it may occur you fall asleep while looking awake from the outside). It is shown he lives a stressful life and a life he clearly doesn't want. Shadow would choose to live a peaceful 'NPC' life, far away possibly in the colder regions of Earth (Holoska in Sonic Fandom, naming actual place he would choose Canada, Alaska, Norway, Finland, Greenland, Iceland and north Siberia but also Antarctica). But he is forced to fight, is duty!

100% goth

Shadow is also shown to experience physical pain and damages. It also should be noted that this varies, depending on who writes him.

Shadow was shown he needs to breath in SA2 first. If you mod the game and go in underwater places, like Acquatic Mine, soon the countdown starts and you have to seek the bubbles. But somebody even managed to drown Shadow in the Chao garden (there is a video on YT that I can't find at the moment).

Characters that aren't supposed to enter in water levels still have the drowning animation. It is also shown in Sonic Speed Simulator and at least twice in Archie comics.

In SSS ther are also characters that don't need to breath, like the robots. Clearly Shadow is not one of them.

How long Shadow can stay underwater? We'll, since this topic has never been touched, who knows? We only got stated that Shadow, unlike Sonic, can swim. In Sonic Prime is shown he might be able to stay underwater longer than Sonic. But how long? We don't know. In Archie's he was brought to his limits but without a proper feel of a passing time.

About the Fandom, they explore this territory very little. A lot of them think Shadow just don't need to breath. In their fictions they put him in poisonous places or underwater and nothing happens. It is often described he does breath because how he is designed to do so naturally but doesn't need to. Other fan think he just might get a little headache, but no other ill effect. Few others (including me) think he will suffer, loses conscience and appears dead until somebody doesn't rescue him. The longer he will be 'dead', he will need more time to recover, even days or weeks.

Anyway, I think he can stay underwater for a decent amount of time before losing consciousness. Because we are talking about Shadow, I would think something between 7 and 8 minutes max, comfortably 5 or 6 minutes. More than this would appears very exaggerated and not believable.

In some fan games featuring Sonic and Shadow, Shadow can stay underwater at least twice of Sonic Time

References from canon material:

There are four main recognizable incarnations of Shadow:

Maekawa's (Original) Shadow

Iizuka's (Emo) Shadow

Flynn's (Archie) Shadow

Fowler's (Movie) Shadow.

Now, for this analysis they can combined in pairs, due to characteristics they have in common.

Maekawa/Flynn

One noticeable thing in those incarnations is Shadow's willpower. When needed he push to his limits if not beyond. This is the Shadow that fought the byolizard until he passed out and the one that forced himself to not cry while he was both emotionally and physically exhausted.

I can easily see this Shadow remaining underwater the longest, to his very limits if needed. I don't think Shadow would do this just to prove anything, he doesn't seem this kind of guy. Just, if he has to do something underwater, he tries to finish the job if it doesn't take too much time or if is very important before doing anything else (aside saving people 😉). However I think he would not be so stupid to let himself drown.

Iizuka/Fowler

Well, this one can wink more to the part of Fandom that thinks Shadow doesn't need to breath.

Iizuka often describes Shadow as somebody with no weak spots. Hearing him, at worst Shadow can feel minor annoyance, but he got never crippling flaws

As for Fowler, the scenes that might suggest Shadow doesn't need to breath are several.

When he escapes from prison island he doesn't cough up the liquid he was submerged in for 50 years.

In his past he was contained in a liquid tank, however it can be easily one of those special breathable sci-fi liquids.

When he is put in stasis he is clearly afraid, but we don't see him trying to swim to escape the liquid or to keep his head above as much as possible. But is also possible that the scene has been toned down.

[miss-anachronism]

for requests. i need. valen x male magister merlin. im a sucker for this guy. anything really. thank you!

Ooh, I’ve never read an x reader/MC fic, let alone written one! New territory, as exciting as it is scary.

I’m not so sure I have a good grip on Valen’s character, but I tried to write it from his perspective. I hope this suits your needs! It gets a bit philosophical. And sorry if its OOC :,)

He isn’t sure what to think, really.

They’re sitting around a dying campfire, just outside the borders of the Dark Forest. Lorsan is pacing somewhere in the distance, muttering to himself, or to the wind, maybe. Trying to figure out what’s happened to his home. Korin leans against a tree, tending to his wounds- courtesy of Merlin. The magister himself is across from Valen, wrapping his own wound and chattering with his hamsters.

Logically, Valen knows that the lesson he should have taken from this scramble is a lot more profound than what’s been on his mind. He should be contemplating the Wilders, the forest, their next steps, how to protect the refugees. And he’s trying to, but it’s just that something- someone- keeps catching his attention.

He didn’t know Merlin could bleed.

It’s such a silly observation. But as Valen watches the angry red wound on Merlin’s forearm, his gut twists. It’s like seeing a god’s flesh tear, and seeing that its blood is the same bright red as his own.

Valen isn’t sure what exactly Merlin is. As far as he knows, no one does, not even Merlin himself. But to the average young Lightbearer, he’s a myth. A legendary figure that you might glimpse once in your life, but would never get to meet. Never speak with, let alone camp alongside. Fight alongside. Merlin throws his head back to laugh at something Chippy has said, and something stirs in Valen’s ribs, something he knows is dangerous.

All of this is dangerous. Merlin is not someone to be loved; Valen has seen what happened to Mirael. Forgotten about, left in the dust, accidentally as it was. The way she watches Merlin, her face made of mixed admiration, bitterness, and regret. He wonders if she would take it all back, if she could. Scariest of all, when she bid them farewell, the look in her eyes sent an ugly pain of jealousy through Valen’s chest. And he doesn’t want that to happen to him, selfish as that may be. Every time Merlin falls asleep, he risks waking up knowing nothing.

Besides, what is Valen to a hero of myth? His whole life has been barely a blink in Merlin’s. Whatever he is, there is no reasonable way Valen could ever mean something to Merlin the way that Merlin is beginning to mean something to him. Merlin will outlive him a thousand times over. And he’s probably met a thousand different people, fallen in love with quite a few of them. Someone who has experienced so much life, so much loss, can they still love? Could they ever?

And yet, he bleeds. It’s such a human weakness that it seems impossible. Valen knew heroes could bleed; he didn’t know gods could. Merlin does not go about the world serene and calculating, watching every moment with practiced ease. He stumbles, laughs, misses with his spells. He jostles Valen’s pauldron excitedly when they win a fight, he’s the last to flee when they lose, ensuring everyone else has disengaged safely. He has only one dimple, on his left cheek. Sometimes he speaks so fast his words blend together, and Hammie has to remind him to slow down. It’s endearing. It’s human. Valen doesn’t know what to do with it. Because it was so much easier, to write off affection as admiration. When the pieces had first clicked, he thought it all made sense. The natural pull that the magister gave off- yes, of course, it was just Merlin’s nature. But they’re a week into this camaraderie, and Valen keeps noticing things like the lick of hair on his neck that doesn’t sit flat.

Pretty fucking annoying, that’s what it is. Valen’s always prouded himself on his ability to swerve out of love’s path. He can flirt and charm all he wants, but at the end of the day all the love letters he receives are ink and paper, nothing more. Whenever someone seriously reciprocates- god forbid- he disengages as smoothly as he can, lest they get the wrong impression.

But Merlin has changed all that, somehow. Impossibly so. He supposes it’s in his nature, to take everything and turn it upside down. Valen doesn’t want to flirt with the Magister, to laugh as he flushes under his praise. Well, it would be nice, he always has liked the attention; but the thing is, that isn’t the point. With Merlin, he just wants to be. No performance, no elaborate courtship. Just… be. Together. All this, for someone who is more myth than man.

It seems like the scariest thing he’s ever faced.

“Valen?”

He jumps as the magister suddenly speaks, and realizes with mounting embarrassment that he’s been staring the whole time. Luckily, the magister grins good-naturedly- and ah, there’s that dimple again.

“Lost in thought?”

“You could say that.”

He leans back on his hands and forces his face into a smirk. It’s easier than he anticipated; despite everything, Merlin makes it simple to be around him.

“I’ve been meaning to say,” Merlin mirrors his position as Chippy and Hammie scuttle away, the former setting off on a quest to climb the nearest tree, “I really appreciate your help in all of this. Coming along, and aiding me- far past your assigned duties. It isn’t lost to me.”

Valen gives him a look. “Of course, magister. I’m not one to leave danger to fester; I’m sorry you ever had that impression of me.”

“No, it’s not that, it’s…” Merlin’s brow furrows as he collects his thoughts. “You know, you seem so… charmingly nonchalant. Like nothing bothers you. But that clearly isn’t true. You care a lot, Valen, and it’s really, really nice to see. You’re someone who is just… good, you know? And I appreciate it.” He grins sheepishly. “Sorry. Kinda cheesy compliment. I’ve lost all my memories, you know, but being around you- and Lorsan, Cassadee, Mirael- honestly, I don’t feel like I’m missing much of anything. Everything I need is right here.”

He shrugs and turns back to the fire, as if he has not sent Valen’s mind reeling. Functionally, Merlin has been aware for only a week- one week out of thousands of years. He’s wondered how he’s been so calm about the whole thing, and…

And it’s hard to believe, but it’s much harder to doubt what Merlin says, not as he stares into the fire with that soft smile. It dawns on Valen that he probably knows more about Merlin than Merlin does- all of the legends, at least. And yet, despite that insurmountable legacy, despite the name and title that bears unimaginable weight, Merlin is… content. Content in just moving forward, and hoping he’s doing the right thing.

And isn’t that all that Valen’s doing, as well? He doesn’t deserve all this praise; he always shies away from large displays of gratitude, loathing how awkward they make him feel. Because he’s just moving forward, and trying to do the right thing. It’s a simple motive, really. Faith, and what effort it takes to retain it. He always thought Merlin would have some deeper, existential knowledge of the world that would put all else to shame- access to the secrets of the universe, and what not. And, certainly, his magical capabilities are second to none- but his philosophy, the way he lives; it very well might be human after all.

Maybe the usual Merlin, the one with all his memories, is the knowledgeable, immovable sage that Valen grew to look up to. Maybe, once restored, Merlin will become that god-like fairytale hero, wisdom surpassing all others, power knowing no ends.

Selfishly, Valen hopes that never happens. That the Merlin in front of him stays the same, annoying dimple and all, and keeps looking at Valen like that. Like he sees something in him that Valen never knew was there. He hopes Merlin never raises above their quips, their banter.

He know’s it’s all in vain. But god, he hopes.

[balkanradfem]

Looking back at past insecurities

So as you all know, I am today very wise and mature woman; I say smart things, and I have good opinions. However, there was a time when I was but a wee child, with no insight, but I still had opinions. And insecurities, like all female children, I was worried about my looks.

One of the things I was upset about, was the appearance of my legs. Women's legs were shown in media as the main attraction back in the early 90s, when I was consuming movies and cartoons. Even in animation, a signal that a beautiful woman was behind the corner, was a dainty, curvy leg being shown from behind the wall, to distract and lure an unsuspecting character. My leg was not curvy or dainty. My legs looked muscular. They were also very hairy. I would look at them and feel like maybe I am not a girl enough, maybe I got too many traits passed down from my father, and now I didn't look like a girl, and I wouldn't count as one, and I could never pass a successful female cartoon character, a thing that was very important back in the day.

It's also, when you're a teen, you're convinced that any visual flaw you have is the reason why nobody will ever love you. It's funny now, but when you're 14 it feels real. So I believed I would be left behind by the world, because my legs were so unsightly and I shouldn't ever allow anyone to look at them, the disgrace. The shame.

I have since lived a fair bit of my life, and found that my legs, not only look muscular, they're very strong. They give me immensely good balance, because my feet are also large, and my thighs hold a lot of weight, so my center of balance is very low. Nobody can push me and have me topple over, I stand still. I rarely fall down because of how naturally good my balance is. I was able to go running, even after being sick for months, and I could do it for half an hour without training, just because of how naturally strong my legs are. I can do leg exercises without any issues, even without being consistent with it. Now I'm mad that my arms are so weak and I can't lift things as well as I can use my legs. My ability to walk, run, keep balance, climb, exercise, have been invaluable to my life. I'm never looking at my legs with anything but admiration because they're a powerful asset to me.

Another thing I had felt a bit bad about, was the size of my nose. I thought it was too big for my face, and it wasn't really. It was too much media with tiny nosed women that have swayed my opinion of how big women's noses are allowed to be. But, I thought I'd look better with a smaller nose, and that it was making my face be ugly, so it was a reason to drown in sorrow. (I say this jokingly. I only felt a little bad).

I look at the mirror now, and I'm laughing because this nose is big so I could breathe really well! I really thought as a teen that I would do better with a smaller nose? That's where my breathing goes trough! My lungs are, blessed and healthy, and this means I am not struggling to breathe, I am able to fall asleep breathing trough my nose easily, I can blow a lot of phlegm when I'm sick all at once, and clear my nostrils easily, this is a very functional and good nose to have! And it's the correct size for my face, I would look ridiculous with any other nose than my own.

A lot of my opinions have changed, because I've aged and experienced life, I've met a lot of people who didn't have what I had. A pair of healthy legs, a good functional nose. I've befriended people who had something wrong with their leg, or had one missing. People who struggled with breathing. I've met older people who had trouble with their hips, arms, shoulders, back, eyes, skin. I sadly, got some parts of me non-functional too, so now I can't run or walk as I used to, and I experience problems and pain on almost daily basis. So now it feels very silly to be critical of appearance of perfectly good, functioning, healthy and helpful body parts; they're giving me great joy and ability to do whatever I want with them!

And I also believe I never would think to feel shame about the appearance of my nose, or my legs, if I hadn't been exposed to media that was very particular about how women, or female characters could look. It was like being told 'this is whats expected of you', and I couldn't reach it. I was a teen, and teens are more sensitive to appearance than any other demographic. It made me distressed. There was nothing I could do but feel like something is wrong with me, and I would be proclaimed ugly because of this severe flaw. Somehow males were never subjected to standards that harsh; they would receive onscreen representation love regardless of the muscles in their legs, or sizes of their noses, I wonder why is that.

It would have been so nice to see hairy, muscular, big nosed women in the media when I was a kid! Then I would look at my legs and nose and think 'yes, I am just like that female superhero, I am going to kick ass when I grow up'. Wouldn't that have been nice to grow up with?

[fangirl-docintraining]

Pleaseeeeeee share with us some of your thoughts on bi Darry!! (if you’re willing ❤️)

I’m always willing to yap 😂

Keep in mind guys these are just thoughts/opinions so

Listen do I think that Darry and Paul being so close in high school and probs a bit codependent lead to them being more than just besties? Yes. Yes I do. Paul be holding wayyyy too much of a grudge coming back to get in a high school fight as his big age in the book just for fun, bro was specifically wanting to see Darry I think. Don’t get me started on the musical because if book Paul was being a bit obsessed, musical Paul straight up beating up Darry’s little brother like bro… you’re so mad about Darry rn you’re making it everyone’s problem 😂

All to say, he def had a little crisis in high school cause he had feelings for, and probably had at least made out with Paul a few times. Idk if it went any further in my mind, because they’re both stuck in a society where there’s already greaser vs soc expectations and then there’s a lot of repression about different sexualities so. I think they’d be a bit repressed and kinda toxic about it. Ie make out and then act like it meant nothing (Paul probably did this, Darry probably got feelings and then moved on when he realized they could never work)

So Darry moves on from Paul because that goes down in a blaze of glory in high school imo, senior year Darry gets boy of the year and Paul just crashes out.

Darry does some soul searching (to the best of his abilities given the internalized homophobia of the time) and comes to the conclusion there have been a few men he finds attractive, but leans more towards women and is content to see himself with a girl, so he sorta just represses the male attraction as a survival instinct.

Then we have him and Betty and they’re adorable and perfect etc etc and we love them

Darry really doesn’t think about it again UNTIL in my little head I think what would go down is, Steve and Soda get reckless, as is in their nature. And Darry catches them making out in the dark on the front porch one night and just about has a heart attack

Like bro pulls them in the front door by the shirt collars, Soda’s already crying, Steve’s ready to go down swinging.

He launches into a LONG rant about how could yall be so stupid and reckless and what the hell were you thinking

And Soda is fuckin devastated and like inconsolable

And Darry is like ‘Soda crying is not going to get you out of getting grounded for being reckless,I’m not falling for it’ (cause Darry, our oblivious lovable protective older brother forgot the part where Soda is scared shitless rn, he just thinks soda’s upset cause Darry’s gonna ground his ass for doing that shit out in the open where they could get seen by less friendly eyes)

And then Soda is like u aren’t gonna kick me out? And Darry’s like I’m trying to lock you inside rn tf you mean kick you out?? And then he realizes and is like OH WAIT

He has to console them both for a long while, and explain that he’s not mad at them for doing that, but for the love of all that’s holy can they do it inside where it’s SAFE

Soda’s just in disbelief and he’s like trying to understand how Darry is taking this so well and he’s like how

Darry’s too busy trying to calm them down that he mentions something about Paul and whatever tf those two did and is like I am not a hypocrite Soda 😂 and Soda has like this ah ha! Moment™️

Which it’s all very wholesome and sweet and Darry is like I do not care what yall do but you cannot be stupid about it

And then soda has his heart attack and he’s like DOES BETTY KNOW?!?!

Darry: no..?? Soda: BUT IF YOU LIKED PAUL THEN

Soda is relieved to find out Darry indeed likes both, and is still very much in love with his girlfriend.

Ponyboy is asleep through all this, bro is more oblivious than Darry, he doesn’t realize either of his brothers have any interest in men and if he does every talk to them about his own sexuality he’s scared shuttles and they’re both like….????? Bro… r u serious? Steve and Soda got in the shower together…

Darry does talk to Betty about it, he feels like she has a right to know, but he’s terrified and like repeatedly expressing he’s in love with her and finds her attractive and he finally explains that he sorta likes both and she’s like Okay 😌 and he’s bamboozled

Betty’s mom has an uncle who’s lived with his ‘roommate’ for like twenty years in New York, she’s chillin. She’s def been a bit curious about girls herself, but never felt strongly enough to do anything about it.

All three brothers in this particular little iteration I’ve just rambled about def still have a lot of shit to work through but here ya go? Idk come at me yall but don’t yell at me 😂

[lafiametta]

I'm glad I'm not the only one sending you anons lol. I'm gonna switch it up with a question:

We have 5 awesome lead actors in Anora. What do you think is the best thing they bring to their respective roles, and what is your favourite acting moment from each of them?

See, I have no idea who's sending me these asks, so for all I know you could all be the same person. It's cool to realize you're not, though! :)

Anyway, this is super fun! Let's get started:

Vache Tovmasyan brings such a weirdly endearing sad-sack quality to Garnik. On paper, this guy's a meathead henchman but Tovmasyan is able to play him in such a way that you honestly do feel bad for all the terrible things that are happening to him (even as you laugh). I don't know that I would go so far as to call him my poor little meow meow, but there's something so pathetic about the way he keeps getting shit on by life and somehow still retains the ability to fall asleep just about anywhere. There are a lot of good moments to choose from, but my favorite is right after Ani kicks him into the coffee table and he's searching for ice in the kitchen and finding only a bag of dumplings (“rich people don't have ice?”). He comes back to the couch and collapses on it, just as Ani proclaims that she's not going to run if they untie her. “You are not going anywhere,” he sneers, and even though it's meant to sound harsh and menacing, it's in this hilarious nasal whine, courtesy of the broken nose she just gave him.

Karren Karagulian is likewise able to make us feel sympathy for a character who otherwise would seem like a rude and uncompromising jerk. Karagulian has this world-weariness (and frankly such a hangdog look) that you really do believe that he's wasted the last fourteen years of his life babysitting this spoiled rich kid and getting called at the worst possible times to fix whatever mess the brat has managed to create that day. He's also fed up with just about everything else, including the youth of today with their “TikTok, Instagram, TikTok, Instagram!” and the New York City parking authority who keeps ticketing him and trying to tow his car. I love the scene at the christening, when he checks his phone and audibly groans while holding the baby, but I think my favorite moment is when he's yelling at Garnik on speaker phone as he's driving to the mansion. All we really hear is this disembodied voice, mostly over the struggle in the living room between Ani, Igor, and Garnik, but then it cuts to him just absolutely losing it in the car as he races to the mansion (“I swear to fucking God! Garnik, you stupid fucking idiot!”). And you feel kind of bad for him, because, yeah, he really did choose some terrible henchmen to employ.

Mark Eydelshteyn is really fantastic as Ivan. My understanding is that the makers of the movie weren't really expecting that he would bring such a sweet goofiness to Ivan (in the script, he's more just a garden-variety entitled rich kid) and that it really helped to make the audience believe that Ani could fall for him — or at least fall for the fantasy he represented. Eydelshteyn is also really good at letting these little hints of Ivan's selfish, spoiled nature shine through, even in the first act of the movie, like the way he fully ignores Ani while playing his video games or how he fake-berates the manager at Caesars Palace (his anger wasn't real, but the joke was unnecessary and kind of mean). There are a lot of great acting moments (the naked somersault into bed, the stoned rapping to the candy shop owner), but I really like the one on the tarmac with Ani. He's finally sobered up, not just from the night of drinking but also from the dream that he can escape the disappointment of his parents, and all that sweet goofiness is just gone, revealing the self-centered and casually cruel person he really is. (“What do you want me to say?” he tells he girl he proposed to just a few weeks earlier. “Do you understand that now we must go in the fucking plane and fly in fucking Vegas? Get it?” His eyes are just dead; there's no sign he recognizes any of her pain or disappointment.)

Yura Borisov, who is rightly being nominated for all sorts of awards (and is on a lot of short lists for a Best Supporting Actor Oscar), brings such soulfulness to Igor. He's “the Russian,” just some guy brought along for back-up in case they need muscle, but he's drawn into the orbit of the story, closer and closer to the whirlwind that is Ani, and we uncover him piece by piece as the film progresses. It's the way that Borisov slowly reveals Igor's true depths and ultimately his role as the movie's moral center that makes the performance so good and so enjoyable to watch. And the silent acting is amazing; just watch the journey he goes on with his eyes alone while he's struggling on the couch with Ani pinned on top of him. In terms of favorite moments, the candy shop scene is definitely up there, just because it reveals — in a way that we already sensed but hadn't really seen — Igor's clear capacity for destructive violence. I also love the delighted little grin and giggle after “Touché, motherfucker?” But I don't really know how anything can compare to the final scene in the car. Because he just flips through layer after layer — resignation, confusion, shock, desire, hope, bewilderment, understanding, and compassion — and he does it without saying a single word.

Mikey Madison inhabits the role of Ani in a way that's just so unbelievably impressive. And she really does take a character who could be seen as just a brash, trashy, foul-mouthed hustler and make her into someone you really want to succeed. Ani is brash and kind of trashy and foul-mouthed and she definitely hustles, but Madison brings such buoyancy and charm to the role that she's able to transform those attributes into a really sympathetic and relatable person. (And apparently she did do a huge amount of training to learn how to pole dance, even though she's only on the pole for about 20 seconds in the movie.) God, I don't even know how I would pick my favorite acting moment in the movie, just because there are so many. The opening scenes in the club are so good, just because it establishes the pure hustle of her job and the persona she cultivates for the male clients (and also for Ivan, during their relationship), and there's the physicality of the fight scene with Igor in the living room, which feels so real both in its terror and slapstick comedy. I would talk about the car scene, which is equally as impressive on Madison's part as it is on Borisov's, but I really love the scene at the club as she's leaving for the last time (or so she thinks) and she's saying goodbye to everyone and talking about how she's going to have her honeymoon at Disney World and stay in a Disney princess suite. Because at this point you just love Ani so much and you can feel her excitement and belief in this idea that she's found her prince and she's going to live happily ever after — and you really want it for her too! (Cue the walls about to come crashing down.)

[rayflowcherry]

Introduction to my Multiverse (Nightmare-centric)

Part 1: Crossmare (I didn’t mean for it to be this long)

Ships: Crossmare, Driller

Nightmare:

Passive and Corrupted are the same person, his appearance has changed drastically, and yet some of his past personality are still there (according to Dream).

Quiet by nature and isn't afraid to speak up his mind.

Looks cold and uncaring 'cause he is used to bottling up his feelings instinctively, making him look like that.

Composed, mature, keeps his inner child in check, never letting it out because he thinks that it's embarrassing.

Sexuality: AroAce, Agender (doesn't care about pronouns but mainly uses he/they).

Age: 500+

Takes care of Killer, Dust and Horror ever since they've joined his gang but keeps their relationship professionally. (‘Single father’ - Error)

The first person to meet Cross who was crying and passing out in his empty AU, looks after him for a while before sending him on his own way.

He and Dream are having a truce, their relationship still remains awkward though, sometimes meeting up to check on each other in Ccino's cat café and having conversations (a bit like gossip).

Neutral with Error and Ink, friendly but not that close to them, at least they don't do anything harmful to each other then all ends well.

Has a really good memory so he knows almost everything about all the AUS, not to mention he travels a lot to gain knowledge, build a mansion for the past 400 years.

When he first became corrupted, he wreaked havoc everywhere, losing control and destroying every AUs he landed upon 'cause of his hunger for negativity, not until Reapertale did he finally stop, Reapertale!Toriel prevented him from doing any further harms.

Reaper Sans is like a father figure to him, he teaches him how to control himself and helps him whenever his corrupting power is too much (along with Toriel), takes care of him for 100 years.

Loves reading books, especially fantasy ones, whenever someone gifts him a book, he will get a bit emotional.

He only wears his old crown on special occasions, if not, he would keep it in his drawer.

Cross usually writes letters to him on his travels, slowly building their relationship, they often stumbled into each other on some random AUs and conversed for a while before parting ways.

Good at singing lullabies, and sometimes dancing in the night every time he feels like it. (Only Dream knows about this)

Rarely sleeps, one time he falls asleep like a log for several days, making his idiots worried and called Dream for help.

Doesn't have a favorite food nor drink.

Killer flirts with him once which makes Nightmare really confused, causing the other to be slightly caught off-guard and explained it to him afterwards. (Nightmare still doesn't understand the innuendo 'till this day)

Helps Dust get through his nightmares and guilt in the middle of the night. (Dust sleeps a lot better and his Papyrus almost never appears to haunt him anymore)

Likes cooking and gardening with Horror, they always talk about some random topics, otherwise they would enjoy the silence between them. (Introverts)

Scared of cats, lets Killer keep them but won’t get near them. (There are four cats)

Knows about Killer’s crush on Dream, but he won’t interfere or do anything (unless necessary).

Likes the rain, always reminiscing and standing under it for hours.

Immune to pain, his touch feels like acid so he refrains from touching the others.

Suppressing his emotions so no one will ever know what he feels.

Can shapeshift into anything, but he rarely uses this ability ‘cause it mostly makes him feel uncomfortable, besides, he doesn’t want to freak the others out.

Intentionally making himself taller to match the height of the others because he was scared of being seen as weak and helpless.

The atmosphere in his mansion is very relaxing and comfortable, contrary to popular belief.

Cross:

Still feels guilty over the fact that he killed everyone.

Grateful for Nightmare looking after him after he passed out from crying too much.

After Nightmare explaining to him that saving his AU is almost impossible, Cross mulled over this for a while and talked to Nightmare before coming to a decision, ignoring X!Chara’s insistence on saving their world, he decides to travel the AUS to know more about the multiverse and maybe get some friends along the way.

Sexuality: Bisexual (Canon)

Age: Early 30s

Stoic, more outgoing with Epic, has a bit of a crush on Nightmare (slowly turning into something more in the future), easily angered if something annoyed him too much, mostly calm.

A traveler who likes helping people, hanging out and making memories with them, usually writing letters to Nightmare about his travels to keep him updated. (Doesn’t know why he started doing it, but he won’t stop anytime soon, receiving letters back from Nightmare everytime was worth it)

X!Chara always teases him about his crush on Nightmare. (Brat)

Meets Dream along the way, discovering the fact that Nightmare and Dream are brothers and sending about 6 letters in panic to Nightmare after that.

He and Nightmare often bumped into each other on some random AUS, they would converse in any restaurants or shops, sometimes things would get too awkward for them. (Sillies)

One time, Cross saw Nightmare standing under the rain, he was quickly approaching the other and sheltering him under his umbrella, noticed his droopy mood and tried to lighten it up. (Nightmare appreciated it, started to have feelings for him unknowingly)

Scared of cows. (Of course)

Occasionally, he visits Nightmare’s mansion, stays for a few days and leaves.

Cross finds Killer too flirty for his liking but doesn’t dislike him for it much. (Feels a bit jealous whenever Killer gets too close to Nightmare)

He and Dust likes each other’s company, they are usually talking and making jokes, bonding over their trauma and guilts.

Cross likes Horror’s cooking, the food is always delicious, especially the tacos, he sometimes helps Horror and Nightmare with gardening.

Can handle pain so Nightmare’s touch maybe hurts a little but he can hold hands with him for minutes. (They did hold hands for brief seconds, Nightmare was still shocked about it because Cross seemed unfazed)

Has heard of Ink and Error, still hasn’t met them yet.

Somehow he got addicted to chocolate.

Has a hard time falling asleep, though when he sleeps in Nightmare’s mansion, it feels easier.

Only Killer and X!Chara know about his crush on Nightmare. (Cross never figures out how Killer does, ‘it was obvious’, that man said)

Wants Nightmare to accompany him on his journey, become his traveling partner and whatnot. (Going to ask him but he doesn’t have the courage to do so)

[kronosveritas]

I’ve always loved Agent North Dakota, but my fondness for him is only becoming stronger the more I think about him.

(Quick break from my regularly scheduled Tuckington bullshit but I just have to get this out there. I apologize in advance if any is wrong, this is just a collection of my thoughts on North. More art coming soon)

Because, hear me out. North was assigned Theta as his ai due to his kind and nurturing nature as a person. When theta can’t sleep instead of “pulling him” (taking him offline) North stays up late with him, sometimes walking the halls of the Mother of Invention while talking to him to help him fall asleep. If that doesn’t work, you know he stays up with him all night. ALL NIGHT.

This already seems incredibly selfless and kindhearted, but it’s actually even more selfless than you’d think, because the agents are shown to almost all be quite scared of the Director, including North. The Director is also shown on multiple occasions to not care about the AIs feelings (which isn’t surprising, considering how he treats the Alpha). North stays up with Theta because he wants to be there for him, and make him feel better, but this is actually incredibly risky because it means that any training he has to do the next day he will be doing without having rested at all, and FILSS (the project freelancer onboard computer system) has been proven to be able to track even the slightest difference in reaction time and other factors during training (think of that scene when Carolina was training martial arts with the holo targets over and over again) that would inevitably be impacted by not sleeping at all, so this means North probably has to push himself ridiculously hard just so he doesn’t fall behind in stats, regardless of how crazy exhausted he probably is.

Even so, if he’s missed enough sleep I bet there have been times that his stats for that day’s training dipped slightly and the Director probably yelled at him and criticized/berated him for who knows how long. And North wouldn’t have been able to offer any sort of explanation in his own defense because he knows that if the Director found out what was going on he would most likely order him to pull theta on the nights where he can’t sleep, which North had previously told York makes theta even more scared.

In addition to this, he may actually be one of the smartest of all the freelancers, or at least the most perceptive/best judge of character. Why? Because he started to figured out what was going on with Project Freelancer before almost ANY of the other agents did. Correct me if I’m wrong, I haven’t watched these seasons in a while unfortunately, but he/York were the first ones out of all of them to figure out that the Director was lying to them about the “insurrectionists”, the first to suspect that the Alpha was being tortured, and the first one to question whether Project Freelancer were actually the good guys.

I bet that’s part of the reason that North was trained to be a sniper. I mean, yes. He was probably chosen for the sniper specialist position in Freelancer due to his incredible natural/pre established skill at the ability from his regular military duty too, but most likely a lot of his sniper training was DONE at Project Freelancer. I bet this is because the Director wanted him to be an agent due to his incredible combat sense and sharpshooting ability, as well as the fact that he had a twin who was also being recruited (and the Director is a sick son of a bitch, so he wanted to do his experiment about driving one of them crazy, which as we know ended with north being killed), but he still feared North’s natural intuition and compassion, as well as his moral compass, which were much more in tact than that of some of the other freelancers (Maine or Carolina for example), and he wasn’t really holding something over him to bait/keep him there like he sort of did with Wash (based on the guidebook). Initially, yes, North fell for the Director’s bullshit and thought that the Freelancers were the good guys, but even though he probably had fewer direct interactions with any of their enemies than ANY of the other top agents since he was a sniper and a stealth operative, he STILL was one of the first to figure out what was going on. Because he’s likely smarter than many of the others, and he’s a good person- and that’s what the Director forgot to take into account when trying to completely brainwash his agents (and almost succeeding).

ALSO, I mean, come on. The guy can DUEL WIELD SNIPER RIFLES WITH PINPOINT ACCURACY. In season 10 episode 19 (I think?) when he, Tex, and York are breaking into the Mother of Invention and trying to free the Alpha, he shoots SEVEN rockets out of the air that were fired by a LAU-65D/SGM-151 missile pod, meaning that upon being fired all the missiles fly into the air in crazy, unpredictable curving directions before converging on their target with heat seeking accuracy (so, aka- they aren’t just traveling in straight lines, their movement is random at speeds in we can safely assume are at LEAST excess of 100mph, because according to most statistics I can find on the internet, average rocket launchers shoot projectiles at around 294 meters per second (657.659 miles per hour), though we can assume these ones are slower than that based on eyesight, but still probably above the 100mph mark. And he shoots all the missiles in the span of only a couple of seconds before they can hit Tex, their mark.

This is while he is DUEL WIELDING sniper rifles! So not only is his accuracy INSANE, his reaction time is arguably even BETTER.

And the missiles he hit were not only traveling incredibly fast, but aren’t even large targets, or moving in straight paths, and he manages to destroy them all before they find their mark. BECAUSE he’s using two sniper rifles as well, I feel the need to point out that he also can’t use the scope on either one of them, so his accuracy to hit SEVEN targets traveling in RANDOM patterns, THAT FAST, is all just with his eyes, not any sort of scope or ironsight. Of course, it’s assumed that Theta is helping him to some extent somehow, but like, Theta doesn’t control his movements/aim or anything, and doesn’t increase his reaction time. Also, we at least know he verbally didn’t have time to ask Theta to do too much to help him before those missiles were fired since it happened so ridiculously fast.

CONCLUSION/TLDR: god DAMN he’s good.

[the1lurking1god]

I wrote a few creepypasta head cannons and I'm bored so I'm gonna post them if you wanna read go ahead.

Again these are MY head cannons if you disagree that's fine, I did pull a lot of the information off of multiple wiki pages such as Villain Wiki so if some of it looks familiar that's why.. anyway, I think that's all, now enjoy my Eyeless Jack head cannons.

💙🖤Eyeless Jack🖤💙

Basics

Name: Jack Nyras

I do like his name as for this I looked into what the name 'Jack' means. (aka I googled it) from what I've seen the name 'Jack' is generally an English origin, the name meaning 'God is gracious.'

When it comes to gender, he does present very much male and on many websites going into details about him will list him under male, but in his original story there is no actual cannon gender as Jack is a demonic entity, I would consider him to fall under some branch of non-binary so, I think he'd use He/They pronouns !

When it comes to age, if we use the backstory of the cult attack at college they would be around 19 or 20, and since Jack Nyras is technically dead he would be considered forever 19. Though, his physical body would be 34.

His birthday is September 15th, 1991, adding onto that that means his zodiac sign is a Virgo.

I head cannon that he is Canadian, and was born in Winnipeg, Canada.

When it comes to ethnicity, they aren't even human now so it doesn't matter but when he was human, the last name 'Nyras' actually has no place of origin, but does have some roots with Greek, Sanskrit, and Maori. So, I feel they are part Greek and Indian.

When im talking about powers, I mean more supernatural abilities which in cannon Jack has the ability to teleport, he is immortal, with a lot of enhanced physical abilities.

Physical description

When it comes to tone and texture, I see them having a darker complexion with the gray skin that we all know and love, but, instead of the lighter shades I think it's more of a #404040 or #2C2C2C, maybe a mix of the two.

When it comes to height, while he was human I do think he was decently tall like 5'11 ft possible 6' ft when he wears shoes but when it comes to his demon form his body had to expand in order for the demonic entity to fully be able to fit within the vessel. So demon form Jack is 6'9 ft possible 7' ft.

When you look at the cannon photo of Eyeless Jack, the body seems rather lanky but because I refused to believe every single Creep is some slim Jim, I think Jack weighs around 225-240 lbs.

His weight mainly comes from his height but, they also does have some muscle as he does have demonic strength but I also don't think their like a lumber jack, so I picture his body being like a college basketball players, fit and semi lanky but there's still muscle.

He has HORRIBLEEE posture, because of their height they tend to hunch themselves over to try and stick out less, even in places with his ceilings, I think he just naturally leans forward giving him a slight hunchback.

Because Jack is no longer apart of the human color palette, any birthmarks they had before aren't really visible but, he still has two moles on his left cheek that you can vaguely see. (Think like Yukino from Blue Exorcist)

Also when it comes to scars, I really can't imagine Jack didn't try to not get away when they were y'know stealing his eyeballs, so while they are faint there are light scaring around his eyes.

Also, no way there aren't scuffles around the mansion that gets BADDD or every victim just stays asleep completely, there has gotta have been times where a victim has woken up and started fighting for their life. So, I feel like Jack also has smaller scars that are more faint on his like arms and hands.

He is left handed and NO ONE can convince me other wise.

He has really dark brown hair, that's really shaggy that reaches his shoulders. He does his best to keep it brushed but he has thick hair and the moment he puts his hood on it's looks like he hasn't touched a hair brush in like 20 years.

I do think he has the elf like ears, like a lot of fan arts depict him to have(at least the ones that give him ears).

he has gauges, around 1/2" in size.

I don't know why, but when I see people drawing his mask is in perfect condition, it just doesn't click in my brain. So, in my AU, their mask is actually in pretty bad condition, there's cracks around the edges and the eye holes, some of the paint has chipped or faded, and the mask is stained with the tar.

Also, the mask is made out of wood.

His nails/claws are actually retractable !

When they have their claws retracted his more 'human' nails are pretty clean, their sorta long but not enough where you'd really notice.

He wouldn't bite his own finger nails, they just clip them with nail clippers.

When their demon nails are out though, think like a knife, thicker at the front and more narrow at the end.

The nails are naturally black.

And those nails are extremely sharp, think when you first sharpen a knife and you can just cut straight through paper.

Jack is actually very conveniently attractive, he has a very symmetrical face with good proportions.

He shaves very consistently, because as I said before he does have dry skin so if he doesn't he gets scabs and skin flakes in his beard and he hates it.

He has a Roman nose.

While he can grow facial hair, he hates how it feels because of how it feels against the mask.

He has three tongues! The main tongue is his middle one, it's thick and longer (around 5 inches) which has a rough texture like that of a lion. While the other two are more narrow and have a more snake like vibe

When it comes to his voice, I feel like he does have a slightly deep voice with a rough edge to it BUT he doesn't talk a lot so when he does talk he gets those small awkward voice cracks.

He's also a slow talker, like not super slow where your thinking 'when is this guy gonna finish,' just enough where you notice it.

Personality

While he is still dangerous, they are in fact a cannibalistic demon that seems to only have an appetite for human organs, he doesn't really seem to go after animals.

He is one of the more calm individuals that is associated with Slenderman.

They work very well under pressure, and have a good ability to get himself and others out of trouble when the situation is presented.

He does still have a level of empathy from when he was human, while the human part of Jack is no longer around it seems some of the traits he had still hold true.

Jack doesn't always need to kill, he only does it when he his told to or if he needs to harvest for food.

Their MBTI is ISTP, the same as characters like James Bond, Indiana Jones, and Sherlock Holmes.

He's not a very easy entity to anger, they are very calm and collected and it takes a lot to make them angry.

He hates loud noises, they give them headaches.

When it comes to expressions with his face, he is not expressive like at all the most you'll get is an eyebrow raise.

Health

He has a decent energy level

It isn't super bad, like he doesn't tweak out over others but himself? Hell nah, which is why he is one of the more clean killers as he doesn't like getting blood on him.

I've always pictured that because Jack died while he was in college they finally don't have to worry about a bunch of things, like studying and what not.

He's not lazy, if asked to do something they will do it just be cursing the person in his head.

He's got scoliosis, had when he was a human and it got worse when they became a demon.

When it comes to mental illnesses, the main are PTSD, retrograde amnesia, and depression.

He can still remember things from a year ago and so forth but when he was a human nope, not really.

They can recall events and names from his past but their faces aren't clear.

He tells others, "It's like every face has a fog over them, or their distorted in some way."

Their a germaphobe.

He was studying to be a doctor, he knows all the bacteria and germs in the human body.

When he was a human he was the 'my body is a temple' type, but after he became a demon, they stopped really caring.

He smokes when he's stressed but only cigarettes, he still won't do drugs drugs.

They've got an IQ of 143.

Preferences

When it goes down to his actual diet, their basically a carnivore.

He eats his fruits and veggies but theirn appetite requires a lot more meat.

It's also sorta hard for them to chew some vegetables because of their teeth.

His favorite food is the kidney.

They only really likes the kidney because it's one of the few organs that their able to eat without feeling shitty.

Human food doesn't taste like anything, or it just makes him sick.

He only really drinks water.

They doesn't like sugary drinks or alcohol.

Most sodas just taste like nothing, alcohol also tastes like nothing but it makes him sick.

He LOVES the Human Centipede franchise.

They became really into it because of the concept of a doctor going crazy.

He found out about the theory of it being a real experiment and was obsessed with the idea.

Everyone avoided them for a while when they found out.

He doesn't like music very much.

Their ears are to sensitive to it, and they just don't really like it.

BUT he does like nursery rhymes, as most are sung very softly and it gives him good feelings.

They don't really have a favorite book, but their favorite genres are historical, historical fiction, biographies, and horror novels.

With the occasional historical drama.

He loves bandaging the other creeps and proxies.

He'll act all annoyed about doing it, but they love feeling useful to the others.

They really do hate eating people, it makes them feel gross, while of course they know better then to starve themselves it doesn't make them feel any less bad for the humans they gorge on.

He loves wood carving/wood working.

He only really does it when he's bored and not very seriously.

But they'll take random chunks of wood they'll find in the woods and make small trinkets out of them.

Made the creep kids small wooden dolls once.

He absolutely loves science and history, he was no academic victim oh no, the academics feared him.

They have a real love for history, they find it so fascinating.

But science? Oh he could go on for hours about all the different kinds and why there important.

Jason the Toy Maker made him a science kit once, and ain't no one got a moment of quiet for a whole two days from Jack.

They love birds.

He loves explaining how things work to the others, like 'how do airplanes actually fly?' he will explain it to the individual.

He doesn't really like video games, he likes board games and card games but not video games.

Anyway, that's all I have the energy to write about, I wrote more but I'm tired and my back hurts, so I hope you enjoyed them !

I have a few more head cannons for others written that I might post later

[rouiyan]

𝘞𝘌’𝘙𝘌 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘠 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙𝘚 ; 𝘛𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘌𝘙 [ 𝘭.𝘮𝘬 ]

⧏ RELEASED — READ FULL FIC HERE ⧐

marks manages to land himself in a forty-two hour drive across the country with his archaeology major ex-girlfriend in the passenger seat. but for the duration of the whole ride, the only thing he can think about is that one twitter meme that states that “a majority of archeologists are women due to their natural ability to dig up the past.”

✧ photographer!mark lee x (fem.) archaeology major!reader ✧ exes to lovers, road trip au, referenced college au ✧ fluff/angst, hurt/comfort

✧ full fic w/c : 25.2k ✧ teaser w/c : 828 ✧ teaser disclaimers : food tw, knife tw, profanity

author's note — uhh.. well this is kinda awkward. i know i haven't posted content in a long ass time... sadly, this is by no means an official return to writing, but instead a piece that i've written on and off for over two years! now that i've been given a window of unoccupied time to finish it to my liking, i hope you look forward to it! i've missed you all btw

「 DAY 00, 01:42 PM 」— CUPID DABBLES IN BURNT TOAST

"oh, come on. i thought you were nicer than that!"

it's at times like these where mark is led to think that haechan only considers him as his very best friend for three things. his toaster, his car, and then of course, how easy it is to torment him.

he’s experienced enough to know that the guilt he feels is really only a direct result of haechan's guilt-tripping antics. and so he responds sarcastically, "yeah, nice enough to save a girl from a week of being in close proximity to the person she hates most in the world."

the toaster dings and haechan catches the two pieces of toast in their flight. he sticks one in his mouth, breaking off a bite, whilst turning to toss the other onto his friend's plate. chewing roughly, he leans back onto the counter opposite of mark, watching in contempt as the latter spreads jam across the burnt slice of bread.

haechan points a finger and juts it in his direction, offhandedly commenting, "i'm starting to think that it's you who hates her," a fact that both friends know isn't true. and because of that, mark doesn't make a big deal of denying it. "i don't hate her. i'm just..." he trails off and haechan takes the opportunity to craftily stage his intervention.

"not trying to make her uncomfortable?"

"yeah, i guess."

"not wanting her to hate you more?"

"there's that too."

"not over her?"

"hey, not cool."

a passage of silence elapses as mark sets the butter knife aside in exchange for his orange juice. gulping it down, he gets through two thirds of the glass before haechan perks up again. "actually, i think she still has a thing for you."

mark sputters, barely swallowing his drink before it could hurl out his disbelieving mouth. trying to smooth over his show of defiance, mark recovers a nonchalant expression as he deadpans, "there's no way. you know better than i do that she fucking hates me."

haechan takes another bite, aware but indifferent at how the crumbs have been gathering at his feet. his eyes trail absentmindedly to the clock on the wall behind mark, but only briefly for the hands are far past where he'd expected them to be. shoving the last of the toast into his mouth, he rushes to gather his belongings whilst uttering to his bewildered company, "shit, i'm gonna be late. pack it up."

obediently downing the rest of his orange juice, mark grabs his half-eaten, jam-slathered, burnt-to-a-crisp toast in one hand as the other reaches for his car keys on the way out. the unbearably hot sun of an early summer afternoon only hurries mark further along to his car, his wishes that he had worn shorts instead of jeans already too late to come true. but once both car doors have been shut and seat belts have been strapped, haechan carries on with his agenda without missing a beat.

"just give her the ride, mark. she'll keep you company and, i don't know, make sure you're not falling asleep at the wheel. and plus, she said she'll split the toll and gas fees."

mark shoves the last bite of toast into his mouth, the charred-ness of it procuring a nice crunch. even after he swallows, it takes him a second to respond. and though his answer is still far from budging, it sounds more like a justification, as if he needs convincing of his own opinion. "tell her it's cheaper to just catch a flight. and faster too."

exasperated, haechan retorts under his breath, "that's the same thing i told you," to which mark gives a raised brow, not catching what he said. instead of repeating, haechan only says, "just take her. you guys need to make up anyways."

that renders mark quiet for the rest of the ride as he tosses the thought over in his head. it's a thought that he knows he's been pushing away for far too long, hoping one day it'll become redundant enough to simply forget about. unknowingly, mark begins to speed a little, his turns become a little tighter, and when the traffic light signals red, the nose of his car is pulled daringly close to the car in front.

mark parallel parks shoddily in front of the archeology department building four minutes earlier than google maps had estimated. his best friend looks over at him expectantly and that in itself is enough to squeeze the reluctant words right out of him. "fine, i'll think about it."

haechan's face lights with a satisfied glow as he swings his backpack over his shoulder, making his way out of the car as quickly as he can. and just before mark can think to wish him good luck on his last exam of the spring semester, haechan blurts out the one crucial detail he had neglected to bring up until now.

"thank god, because i already told her you said yes."

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[writtenbyaris]

my creative writing process as a planner 🌟

the idea:

story ideas come to me at the most random and inconvenient of times. right before i fall asleep, when i'm in the shower, during my classes, etcetera. my main rule is to always write them down, whether it's in my notes app or a slip of paper or a journal... i'll forget it if i don't.

i try keeping it simple at this stage and not thinking too deeply about it, otherwise it becomes quite overwhelming. sometimes ¡'ll make a pinterest board depending on what the idea is. if it's more of an aesthetic, then i can make a moodboard out of it to help inspire me more. however, if the idea is a plot of some sort, that can be a bit more difficult.

character and world building:

this is my favorite part. once i have an idea set in stone and i'm ready to work on it, i begin building the characters and the world around it. i figure out the mechanics of the idea and how it can relate to characters and the world they're in.

at this point, i'm definitely making pinterest boards, playlists, and picrews to feel more immersed in the skeleton of the story.

i still keep it as simple as possible, and try to enjoy it. when i try juggling too many things at once, i end up wanting to abandon the project. slow and steady is the key for me :)

creating the story:

now we get down to what being a writer actually is.. transforming the idea into a story. i have to at least come up with one major plotline to start. i usually write in my journal during this stage, but sometimes i'll use notion to organize everything and keep track of it all.

oftentimes, the main plot will come to me when i'm working on character and world building. sometimes it's even the idea that first popped into my head. the story is usually influenced by dreams i've had, my own every day experiences, and other media i consume.

arcs, subplots, themes, etc:

this stage is for the smaller details that are vital for the story to flow and actually work. it's like a puzzle that's finally coming together.

for me, a story isn't a good one without arcs and themes, so those are of utmost importance. subplots are necessary to make the world more immersive, give readers insight on the characters, and keep the story naturally flowing. everything has to be woven back in to the main plot or idea, though.

i will say, this is the stage that tends to give me the biggest headache :P

zero draft:

jumping into a first draft as a heavy planner is too scary for me. so i came up with the idea of a zero draft. basically- zero expectations.

this is the backbone of my story. in this stage, i'm basically just taking myself through the steps of the story. i organize the plot and subplots into chapters, and with each chapter i go through all the beats of each scene. literally every. single. thing. that happens.

i don't usually include dialogue in this phase, but i do mention when a character will be in a conversation. all the focus should be on putting a needle and thread through the story and tying it all together.

first draft:

the first draft is somewhat easier for me because i do a zero draft. so, i know everything that will happen in a chapter and just have to utilize my writing abilities to make it rhythmic.

this is the first stage where i write dialogue, so it tends to be corny. a lot of my writing can be cliche and basic as well. that's what editing is for though!

i usually stress the most when writing my first draft, because it's the first time the story is actually being written in the format of a novel. by the end, it's not always very good either. but i do not look back at all, which means absolutely no editing until the first draft is finished.

and so on…

once the first draft is finished, then comes draft two. it's enjoyable to be able to read your own work all over again, though it's sometimes embarrassing as writing does improve with practice.

i focus on one chapter at a time-reading slowly, editing, filling in plot holes, fixing anything that changed later in the story. i try to catch as many details as i can.

usually, after as many rounds of editing one likes, the draft would be sent to an editor and beta readers. then i'd look into publishing companies (can you tell i haven't gotten to that point yet? lol)

are you a planner or a pantser?

[luffyvace]

Chuuya x gn reader ★

alright so there’s plenty of chuuya x fem reader and ik my males might feel tired of having to deal with gn reader- so i’ll be doing a x male reader version.

it might not come out immediately after this but i’ll try and get it done sometime soon ♡

ps: enjoy ;)

alright so i’m going with a reader that’s in the Port mafia

it’s highly likely your strong (ability or not)

if not very intelligent

so i’m going to make you chuuya’s new work partner

let’s say you got together because you were his ideal partner

with your beautiful (color), (hair type) hair

and your gentle (color) eyes

he also liked your personality as well

he liked the way you presented yourself

whether you spent hours making yourself look good or just threw on some jeans and a fashionable shirt and jacket to match

he likes your style

so with a little liquid confidence he confessed to you

turns out you thought you was handsome and charming

random

but

dont tease him—about anything not just his height.

he doesn’t like to be made fun of and will talk to you like how does dazai

maybe a little less aggressive tho

when you first started dating he’d flirt with you shamelessly

(but never at the wrong times, like a important meeting)

his pick up lines don’t always land but sometimes they’re a complete hit and fluster you, catching you of guard

he’s better with gestures when it comes to flirting

like putting an arm around your waste and bringing you closer

or smirking at you all sly

he really knows how to get your heart beating when he’s not trying too hard

but once you two are official..

he likely was never in a serious relationship with anyone before you so give him the benefit of the doubt on some things

i don’t exactly think he’s a playboy or anything though

probably found a few people attractive here or there

i feel he would avoid having flings because it would total his big bad reputation if they said something

plus if an enemy of the port mafia found out they could potentially use that against him

which is why i feel he prefers to keep your relationship private

he doesn’t want to feel vulnerable in knowing people could use you to get to him

although he’s confident in you

he feels if your strong you could protect yourself

and if your intelligent

you could beat the person trying to harm you psychologically

like with planning and timing

then they fall into your trap :)

just as you predicted 🤓☝️

😋

if your none of these things

he’s confident he’d be able to protect you himself

he’s always bragging about how strong his ability is anyway

”what idiot would wanna mess with gravity”

*insert cocky smirk here*

another thing

his love languages are gift giving, acts of service and quality time when he can

seeing as though your both members of the port mafia your both pretty busy

you guys try to make as much time as you can for each other in your schedules

which usually works since your partners and have a lot of the same missions

you cherish the simply quiet and peaceful times when you share them together

you try to make the night as special as possible

making pancakes together

(hopefully one of you can cook—he’s not the best at it, for the record)

going out for a walk and visiting your favorite places

shopping

lunch at some fancy place

‘he’s got it—it’s on him ;)’

coming home and relaxing, maybe watching a movie

cuddling and falling asleep

whoever gets up first runs the other a hot bath before dinner :)

and the other cooks once they get up

this is what i mean by when he’s not trying too hard

its romantic in itself if you let it come naturally

forget about the traditional roses and chocolates

quality time is the best time

for gift giving he gives you lavish and expensive stuff since your jobs pays well

but he’s still thoughtful enough to make it something you like/care about and use

instead of just shoving shiny jewelry (men’s or women’s) in your face and expecting you to be happy

sometimes you both forget important dates because of your hectic and random schedule

but you both always manage to pull through for your anniversary

you gift him lavish wine packs

and new tailored suits 😋

as for acts of service he’ll do little things for you if you’ve been more busy than him lately

like if you’ve been meaning to go shopping

but your job keeps calling you in

just give him the list and he’ll go for you

or if your having back pains he’ll hire a expensive chiropractor to help you :)

chuuya wasn’t made for boyfriend material or anything

but with time it’ll certainly seem like it ☀︎

i tried to make this something all brackets of people could read- i hope it worked :)

good day folks!