#bighater

[s0r3muzzi3wh0r3]

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tobe fair, i don't HATE HATE HATElore olympus. I think. it has some introspective aspects that are interesting. I am just tired of the "hating on demeter because she's soooo controlling. trope" it's. tiring and is everywhere in new retellings.

[sirsovata]

RHM with his enormous hat & mobile phone *tippity tap*

[loremanart]

It's spooky time all year round for some people.

Vivian/Paper Mario Links: Carrd Twitter, Moon Rabbit

[taraemory]

Ok time to pilfer this heart shaped box (which I’ve used in a million shoots and is showing it’s age) for material for a heart shaped hat instead! Yeah I won’t get this outfit abs shoot done for tomorrow let’s just say it’ll be my “February” shoot #taraemory #bighat https://www.instagram.com/p/CooIpe7uGOf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[leflairzone]

Fein vi Braganza - the Dame of Hearts

[jade-the-kobold]

[bispucked]

Did I buy a cactus because it looked like stanley from spiritfarer?

MAYBE

[ruhikafabric-blog]

Banarasi Handloom pure kaduwa kataan silk saree. Order on WhatsApp no.6306318376

[amplexadversary]

Just to clarify, a bunch of little groups cooperating with a common goal in mind is usually perfectly bengin, and necessary to get anything to happen, ever.

Having one biiiiiiiiiiig group though, that sets off alarm bells.

[pep-the-artemis]

neigh

big hat for biggest boi

very small hat

[horseyflowerycatwoman]

It's that time of year again ...... #grandnational #ladiesday #fascinators #minihats #bighats Orders now been taken for the biggest Ladies Day in the world, pick a winner with BigGayHats handmade origional designs, find us on Etsy or dm me personally with any enquiries.... No hat too big no fascinator too small 💖🎩💖 https://www.instagram.com/p/CohJ9kzsRUb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[doodlebags]

Here’s a #Christmas #elf that was done a few years ago for the #holiday season #tbt . . . . . #art #sketch #drawing #illustration #doodlebags #nashville #nashvilleart #characterdesign #nashvilleartist #merrychristmas #happyholidays #bighat https://www.instagram.com/p/CmfHIT6uBc0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mysticwaffle032]

Does snoozler have any cool hats?

With every big Jackt comes a BigHat!!

[anhay-hootenheimer]

My first DND character ever, Bighat Corrom. The game was pretty amazing and I still remember it fondly.

[sakuraoora]

Oh buddy, do I have the BEST song for your music event!~

"Almost Human" by Voltaire is a song that needs to be on every Scaramouche playlist. Unfortunately it isn't yet, but hopefully when more people begin to associate this song about the literal Devil from The Bible with BigHat McMommyIssues instead this mistake will be remedied.

If you don't want to make this too much like your last Scaramouche x reader fic, perhaps it could be strangers to friends to lovers? I just like the idea of someone looking at this random grumpy dude and trying to cheer him up and then we flash forward several weeks and now you're the therapist friend of a Fatui Harbinger and you now realize how dangerous this he is, but at this point they don't care because this guy needs another person to confide in and you've dedicated yourself to the task and you've been slowly helping Scara become a little less touche starved and you're planning on asking to hug him when you two meet up next week and oh god dammit you are in love with him, why are you just realizing this as he's traumadumping you about his mom?!?!

You don't need to do that prompt exactly if it's too much, I just put too many words into everything I write. I'll leave it up to you my dude!

Can't wait to read what you write for this prompt~! In the meantime though, have a nice day!

MCMOMMYISSUES OH MY GOD THATS PERFECT 💀

ALMOST HUMAN

It was a quiet day in Chinju Forest.

You dipped your fingers into the river nearby, and sat there as the cold water than through your fingers, enjoying the silence and the peace. You heard footsteps crunching on the grass and branches behind you, as you turned around to see a young, relatively short man standing behind you with a giant hat.

The blue flowers softly illuminated his features, and you realized he seemed unhappy at something. You stood up and took a small blue illuminated flower, and looked at him. “Are you unhappy?” you asked bluntly.

The person scoffed. “No. I’m not. Who even are you? I’ve never met someone who just walks up to someone and asks if they're happy or not.”

“Oh me? I’m just a citizen of Inazuma who just happened to run into you. I frequent this area a lot to just test my skills and calm down,” you replied with a small smile. Walking up to him you took his hand and pressed the flower into it, ignoring the fact that he was looking at you incredulously. “And you should be glad that someone actually cares enough to ask you how you’re doing.”

“I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be thanking a stranger I don’t even know the name of?” Scaramouche shot back with an eye roll.

“Well, it’s [ Name ]!! So, now you know my name. Perfect, right?”

“Yeah yeah. Whatever.” he said, and although his wording was sharp, his tone was softer than what it was earlier. “…I’m Scaramouche, by the way.”

He looks like he needs a hug.

-----

Scaramouche looked back at the spot you talked with him a few days ago. He didn’t know why he was back here; he didn’t know why he wanted to see you again. Something about this brazen first meeting… drew him to you. He didn’t know why he wanted to talk to you, why he wanted to tell you about him.

But you did listen to him. You did, for some absurd reason… you cared about him, despite only meeting him a single time.

It felt… really nice to be cared about, after so much suffering.

Scaramouche liked this feeling. And he hated the fact that he liked it.

-----

“My mother… creator… decided to abandon me.” Scaramouche looked at the moon reflected in the river as he told you about his past. “So I decided, screw it. Who cares anymore? So I said good riddance… and that’s why I joined the fatui and became a harbinger and became a harbinger. Or, more accurately, they seeked me and I decided to join them.”

“You’re a fatui harbinger?” You said, incredulously, looking at him in shock.

“Yeah. Hate me if you’d like. I don’t care. I know I’m a terrible person. But emotion has no use to me… so do as you please.”

You stared at him, and laughed. “Honestly, for a fatui harbinger, you haven’t done anything particularly bad to me or in front of me yet. I don’t know about you, but I think you deserve a chance. I know you’ve probably done some terrible things before, but that doesn’t change how I view you.”

“...”

“HA! GUESS YOU’VE NEVER HEARD THAT BEFORE!!”

“Although you’re this old already, you still act like a mere child. Shut up.”

You let out a clear laugh, that he could listen to forever. You took a small look at him and enveloped him in a light hug, as if you were scared of breaking him as a fragile doll. “I’m sorry you had to go through all that.”

Scaramouche felt the warmth of your feelings and how genuine you were seeping into him, even as he stared in shock. Eventually, he let his arms wrap around you, giving into his emotions for the first time, perhaps, in his life after his abandonment.

A tear, also warm, trailed down his cheek.

Huh? Scaramouche thought in a state of confusion. I’m…. crying? Doesn’t this mean I'm also controlled by human emotions? I already made peace with this already, though…

But if I get to spend another moment in your arms, I guess I’ll allow it.

You smiled, and realized just how much you truly appreciated-- no. What you felt wasn’t appreciation. This man, although a harbinger and a puppet, felt like something you could truly care about. He was shockingly human, although he tried to cover it up with thorns and spikes.

He spoke again, but you felt emotion overflowing in his words, one that felt like it held a multitude of emotions hid behind them, just waiting to be discovered.

“Thank you. For being here.”

“You’re welcome.”

Archons, if Childe knew about this, he’d tease him to hell and back.

But Scaramouche didn’t care.

He loved you.

REBLOGS HELP MORE THAN LIKES

[chrissorensen]

I learned yesterday that John Bjerklie passed away last week. I was lucky to get to know John living at 35 Claver Place, an artists building in Bed-Stuy. John and his artistic alter-ego BigHat was a big personality, a talented painter and a friend who believed I could be an artist before I did. And he was kind enough to sit for me for a personal project documenting the artists in the building back when I was still pretty new to photography. Thank you for your time, faith and advice John. You left an impression on so many. RIP #FuckCancer