#but i dont think that's anywhere close to their experiences so...

[appalachy]

I miss portugal so much its almost disgusting sometimes

[whokilledsamara]

I loved both of ur scarletella hcs 💕 would it be possible to get more with mr crawling?

MR. CRAWLING HC {N/SFW}

a Mr. Crawling x reader list of sfw and nsfw hc. {an : ahh ty! ofc! i love him hes so puppy coded}

warnings!: smut, nsfw, soft sex, switch!reader, cunnilingus, blowjob, public {?}, slight marking, afab and amab genitalia described.

SFW HC

a list of sfw hc on what it would be like to date Mr. Crawling

for starters, Mr. Crawling has got to be the perfect lover out of all of the boys.

hes sweet, caring, and just a touch of yandere. {no where near as much as Mr. Scarletella...}

in a relationship with him, it would be like normal just x10.

he is a very touchy lover. when he is crawling he likes to be as close to you as possible. he says its for your safety but you know its more than that.

at night when you are sleeping, he stays near you constantly. he doesn't need to sleep, but if you let him, he will hold you while you sleep in his arms.

he goes out of his way to find gifts and food for you, even engaging with the others to GET it.

if you choose to take him home, {why wouldnt you...} then he will become almost like a housewife.

hes a fast learner so he can easily figure out how to clean, MAYBE cook, and really anything else. hes such a good boy!

speaking of a good boy.. he LOVES praise. he will do anything he can do just to hear you praise him. it really sets off his endorphins when he hears those sweet sounds of love come out of your mouth.

though he doesn't understand how it works, he likes kisses! he loves pressing his lips to yours or you giving him face kisses, like forehead or cheeks.

his hair is a big thing, he wants you to play with it or experiment with it. if you put his hair in styles, like braids or buns, he will be so happy !!

as for baths, he needs your help to teach him. in the underworld, smell wasnt really prominent too much. and there wasnt really a way for him to stay clean. his skin is sensitive, but he likes when you help wash him. he does enjoy baths!

his biggest concern is his face. he is very insecure about it, so PLEASE constantly remind him and tell him that he isn't ugly.

he gets so giddy at any sort of touches, even accidental.

he has major jealousy issues and gets upset if you talk to other people, so make sure you give him regular attention. {he could never be mad at you hehe}

you could look like/wear ANYTHING and he would think you are the most beautiful thing alive.

NSFW HC

a list of nsfw hcs on your sex life with Mr. Crawling

you might have to teach him what sex even is honestly. being locked up in an abandoned apartment complex with no sexual activity will make it hard to even know what it is.

hes so cute during sex. guaranteed. at first he is surprised you even want to have sex with him, like he is genuinely shocked.

once he is out of his clothes he is already a whimpering mess. still semi worried you are joking.

when i tell you he doesnt last, i mean it. a few thrusts in and he is already cumming. dont worry, he has unlimited stamina, and can go for hours or as long as you want.

after a few times, he learns that he LOVES giving you head. whether afab or amab, he is all up in that.

very submissive during sex, but is still the one manhandling you.

as said earlier, call him a good boy and he could probably just orgasm from that. praise is definitely a huge turn on.

he is a very fast learner {as are all of them}, almost instantly finding those spots inside of you.

he has very long, slim fingers. take that as you will.

he likes having his hair pulled. wants you to grab ahold of it and use him.

anywhere, and anytime you need him, he will be there. he will even find a random corner and go to town on you if you wish.

absolutely would have bloody sex. any blood, doesnt matter.

ill write more another day on a separate fic, for now here is a small paragraph for him going down on you. {could be afab or amab depending on how you look at it}

{ made by @whokilledsamara }

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I can see that you people have come across after a major phase of your life , you Voluntarily chose , which was about something deeper you wanted to reflect upon . You left a path and chose another as if you wanted to see wether what are you will pursuing ahead is in alignment with what you are. It's about a deep Observation , analysis and understanding of oneself . As per present I can see that you might be wondering to take the past again or you must have learnt a lot infact changed which has now presented you up with many opportunities among which your past one is there and you could be thinking wether to take it or not and infact the answer is Yes , take the chance and do it . Now , for future I see that you will be again coming up across with some internal conflicts about choices again. You have learnt one thing that don't worry and dont hurry which needs to applied religiously . You are being told to take account of your actions and decisions wisely or you will again have to repeat an another same karmic cycle. Apart within next few weeks something is coming up , you are being told to keep trust and if you had any questions than the answer is Yes again. Where you are heading right now in your life will take you to achieve victory and success at the same time you will be building up spiritual strength.

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I can see that pile number 2.You , you , people must have lived a lot in your past like you must have fought a lot , overthinked and went Progressively backward then forward Just to Make Yourself Satisfied or anyhow accepted , also that You were going anywhere without any particular objective. But now as for the present Your energy Is a Lot Stable , You are standing firm on many things.But with an objective within your mind which is keeping you on the toes , or the ground . Your current energy or your present energy is holding a lot potential to make best for the future. Work on this energy by bringing more passion for anything you're going ahead , because it will turn excellent in future otherwise can see you will be a lot struggling with selfesteem and confidence with regard to your decisions and yourself . You will have to deal with lot of mental stress , Will be bIinded by many opinions and things hitting you all at once , even if you work right now in your present there will be high chances where universe will test you mentally in future, also some emotional loss in possible. The only thing that I am being told here is that you need to keep your belief in yourself And listen to your intuition every time and be assured that whenever you will feel stuck people around you will help by the divine's blessings.

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Ok , so pile number three I can see that you people must have left a significant place for your own happiness Or with your family or Your significant partner to somewhere else. As of right Now I can see that your family is very happy or in general , the energy around you is very happy and positive . I can see that whatever decision you might be taking Will give you fruitful results or even in General , or for anything you did in the past. There is a very strong message about pregnancy and children, possibility for marriage even within upcoming next ten months. For most of the people , their future holds financial abundance , so emotional support . You are on the path to be self dependent and To achieve that energy or that state of level to manifest this future- You need to start loving yourself more and keep yourself happy around more. The guides here are telling me that you shouldn't stop for anything you have decided also in the upcoming time you will get some control over something you didn't get to or were unable too , a year from now ; future , is going to be fabulous for you . You soon will be getting some divine downloads from universe .

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[pressureplus]

this blog is the goat i love it sm :) totally get if it's too much but i'd love drunk seb headcanons. thnx ❤️

LOVELY, YOUVE GOT THE BIGGEST BRAIN ANON /POS

♡Drunk Sebastian Solace Headcannons♡

Warnings: Intoxication, Warnings to not Fuck The Fish™️, Brief Sexual Content

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First off, getting him drunk isn’t gonna be easy

His body is significantly bigger so it’ll take a lot more alcohol than a normal human person

That and he could already hold his drinks well, so it’ll take some work to get that man actually drunk instead of just buzzed

Don’t try to match him drink for drink, you WILL die of alcohol poisoning unless you’re an alcoholic

Which wouldn’t matter he’d still out drink you based on weight/size alone, so I guess try not to die is the only goal?

Doesn’t feel comfortable drunk around most people unless you’re BOTH that kind of tipsy or he’s already close with you

When you do actually get him drunk?

The flirtiest, giggliest drunk you’re ever met

Sebastian will laugh at literally everything, it makes him so much easier to talk with

The world is sunshine and rainbows as long as he’s really fucked up

Honestly? He deserves it. He’ll smile at you so softly and actually fully listen when you talk. Maybe he’s not the brightest, or most talkative, but he has weirdly good advice

Though he is super giggly and playful, he does flirt

Usually they’re kind of fun. They’re not meant to really invoke any real feelings

“Hey there hot stuff, you lookin for a chair?” As he pats a portion of his tail.

He WILL forget that he flirted with you later, so don’t try to corner him on it as some kind of gotcha moment. He won’t believe you.

It also doesn’t reflect his feelings entirely…well unless he really likes you.

He’ll get a bit tongue tied and may even let it slip that he thinks you’re just gorgeous

His flirting gets very personal if he has a thing for you, but it’s less frequent because the man is too busy squirming from just sitting with you

Think flustered school girl energy

If he likes you he will do ANYTHING you ask

Please don’t try to fuck the fish, he isn’t very smart and he’s not gonna be able to top you

You’d have to do 100% of the work, and he wouldn’t remember most of it tomorrow anyway

He will probably just fall into a fit of giggles at the offer, honestly, so the likelihood of it happening is like nothing

So unless you’re both so drunk you’re not thinking straight? Don’t do it. Dont even try it.

If he doesn’t like you in that way? You might actually die for attempting it. It’s not worth it.

Speaking of not worth it, that man loses so much motor function. His tail is apparently weirdly hard to control all the way

Will prefer to just sit with you and not go anywhere as he will not have the control necessary to do damn near anything

He tried only once to go do something while really fucked up

Stupid fishman got stuck in a vent for a few hours

Worst experience of his life, (drunk fishman claims) he would never ever do it again

He’s the kind of man that sings when he’s drunk too, but only if you do it with him. He mimics like a parrot.

Or if you manage to play songs with him somehow, he might sing them if he vibes with or knows the song

Get a man to sing your favorite songs horribly at an octave that outright hurts

Idk something like California Girls by Katy Perry? Have fun with it

He can’t exactly dance really well but he might do a fun little shimmy if the music pleases him enough

Have fun doing your shared little dances, drinking to forget (always remembering), and laughing about nonsense

I’m sure, as long as you get him something strong and a whole lot of it

The both of you will get along fine!

After all, he likes people that get him gifts like this a little more

[gatorbites-imagines]

Since your Invincible requests are open, I think this is a good time to request for Shapesmith?? N/SFW hcs maybe, or a smut fic are ideas to start, but you can do either!! I don't think it matters what the reader is, if you want to base off another character, and trans or amab reader is fine - but leaning towards trans

Shapesmith nsfw alphabet 

Hiii, I felt inspired to cook up an alphabet for the shapesmith, so I hope yall enjoy. 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) 

I feel that Martians have kind of different rules and ways when it comes to being intimate, so aftercare would first be something he saw purpose in, when he started dating a human. Thats when he realized how good the aftercare itself felt, so even if he doesn't need it the same way you do, he still spends a lot of time on it. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

I don't think Shapesmith has a favorite part of his own body since he can just... change it at will. It sounds cheesy, but I see him as the kind of guy who's obsessed with pretty much every part of his partner. Them not being able to shapeshift and always being just themselves would be so hot and attractive to him. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) 

Martian cum has a strange consistency, like elmers glue. Its thicker, gloopy, and kinda sticky. It's difficult to swallow cuz your body just wants to reject it. I can see Shapesmith liking yours a lot more, and he always swallows since he has no challenge with deepthroating and alike. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) 

Before you guys started dating, and sometimes when he's alone, Shapesmith shapeshifts into you and gets off, imagining its him doing it to you. He also stumbled upon adult content and just watched that and nothing else for like, a month. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) 

Not very experienced at all, especially with humans. I get a feeling he wasn't too popular amongst martians either. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) 

Honestly? Any. Hes just happy to be here and be involved. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) 

Shapesmith is goofy in general, and he wouldnt take it as seriously as expected in human culture, since well, hes not human. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) 

Hes completely smooth, the only place he's got hair on his body is his head and eyebrows, as he sees no need for it anywhere else. If you were into it shapesmith would alter his body to have it though. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) 

I think he can get embarrassingly sappy and romantic, like eyes almost heart shaped as he coos and kisses you all over. He seems to be the kinda guy who starts giggling whenever you say you love him. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) 

He doesn't really. Shapesmith doesn't have much need for it when hes alone, especially when he can just save it for you. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) 

Honestly, I dont imagine he has anything specific hes REALLY into, like i mentioned, hes happy to be here and happy to be involved. Hes also not held back by a lot of societies rules, so hes not scared of trying stuff. Like, sure, he can put on panties, he can do watersports, he can wear pup gear, hes enjoys it because you enjoy it. With time, as he involves himself more and more, he might develop some preferences though. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) 

Could do it anywhere, any time. He doesn't really care much that you guys are in public, if you guys are in love and wanna do it, why not? His all-time favorite place is in your bed though, since he gets to be so close to you and so intimate. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) 

You and anything you do. There are times where you have to spell it out to him though. For some reason I can imagine he gets really hot and bothered by seeing your naked body, even if it's just after a shower. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) 

Doesn't do threesomes. Yes, someone as cute as shapesmith can get jealous and insecure. I also think he would just be “why do we need anyone else when we love each other and i can be anything you need babe?” 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) 

Prefers giving, as it makes him feel worthy and loved. Plus, hes got no gag reflex, a tongue that can twist and turn any which way, and he just loves swallowing what you have to give him. Hes not nothing against receiving and likes it as much as the next guy, but giving it to you makes him happier. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) 

He seems to type to set a quick pace, but hes not overly rough unless you guys are in that kinda mood. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) 

Big fan of them, you guys being intimate is just another sign of your love, so of course you guys do quickies every now and then. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) 

Like I mentioned, Shapesmith is happy to be here, happy to be involved. Hes happy to give anything a try at least once, especially if he sees its something you like, so hes willing to experiment. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) 

Hes got great stamina, nothing like a viltrumite or even the immortal, but hes got a lot of energy. You can still succeed in wearing him out as a normal human though. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) 

I dont think he personally owns any, why bother when he can just be whatever he needs himself. But if you got any then yeah, he will use them sometimes. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

He wouldnt be much of a tease in the beginning, since he doesnt realize the game. Then you guys would have dated for a while, and he realizes how fun it is when you tease him, and he teases you. Being a shapeshifter truly is helpful for this, so watch out for when hes feeling extra affectionate. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) 

Hes loud in just about anything he does, and this too. You know hes getting close when he starts getting quiet and whimpering and huffing. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) 

Will sometimes shapeshift into animals to just hang out and not have to bother with human rules. He struggles to understand a lot of earths unspoken rules and deals, he also struggles with sarcasm and lies. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) 

He can be any size and thickness you want baby, all you gotta do is ask. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) 

Its not super high, and Shapesmith only really truly feels it when hes with you or thinking about you. I can see it becoming stronger if hes stressed though. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) 

Falls asleep almost immediately after, especially if you have succeeded in wearing him out. You gotta be quick to do clean up, since he wraps around you and doesn't let you move the rest of the night. 

[sweeterthancandy]

nsfw alphabet < sam winchester 3

a = aftercare (what they're like after sex) : sam is insanely gentle with you, picking you up with ease as he brings you to the the dingy motel bathroom, carefully setting you on the counter as he cleans you up, he helps you get dressed (youd feel like his little doll the way hes dressing you teehee!!) he would also love to brush your hair and take your makeup off if you hadnt already

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's) : his favourite body part of his own would 100% be his hands. his huge hands he uses to caress your curves, his long fingers he puts in your mouth when you just need something to suck on, the hands that always get the job done. his favourite body part of yours would either be your lips or your back!! he thinks your lips mustve been a gift from god, the feeling of your lips kissing his lips, his neck, all the way down his abs, its heaven. your back is just so smooth am feminine, something about it just so perfect the soft curves he can see as he slides his hands down, makes him feel woozy.

c = cum (anything to do with cum basically... i'm a disgusting person): he does not care where he does it, i mean hed cum anywhere as long as you told him told, but if he had to choose hed want it to be inside, he likes to feel like youre melting into one when hes finishing, very poetic.

d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) : you guys 100% have a sex tape i just know it. hed have his stupid little cam corder sitting on the bed when all of a sudden hes pointing it at you. youre practically drooling as you ride him into the bed, and the camera is tracing your whole body showing off your plush hips grinding against his, your tits bouncing at each move, then of course to your fucked out face. "cmon baby, show everyone whos the best girl-fuck" he says almost incoherently as he traces up your torso with his big rough hands. "delete that sam" you giggle to him when he puts the camera away, but we both know hes not getting rid of that.. right?

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?) : i think hed have minimal experience but definitely not none, maybe 2-3 girls before you, never anything serious just enough to show him the ropes.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying. will probably include a visual) : cowgirl cowgirl cowgirlillill, god would he love to have to just using him all by yourself!!! just the visual of you on top of him, bouncing like a bunny on him, looking down at him with starry eyes, well that would be enough to make him cum on the spot. (especially cause youre so much smaller than him)

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) : i dont think he would joke around much during sex, maybe a slight joke about how gone yall are but other than that he doesnt see the point in joking around with such a special moment.

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) : def has a happy trail leading to his bush, always trimmed though never crazy, matches his pretty hair colour!!

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect..) : hes a romantic for sure, he will genuinely make you feel like a goddess the way he would worship your body. would be constantly telling you what you do to him and how beautiful you are he woukd make you feel so soecial even if its the hundredth time.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon) : when hes off on a hunt without you its like routine, hed have his hand wrapped around himself, eyes closed just picturing how good youd feel on him at that moment. hed bring his nerdy little laptop with him to the bathroom putting his headphones in and go to his folder from the tape yall made... he just misses you so much he has to hear your pretty noises, is that so wrong?

k= kink (one or more of their kinks) : his size kink is so obvious, his huge hands resting on your stomach when hes eating you out make him almost cum right there at how much area the cover. the fact that when you ride him you gotta essentially climb onto his large body makes him go insaneee. he also has a crazy praise kink which goes both ways hed always be telling you how good you are and how "youre the best hes ever gonna have" but when you praise him its a whole new story. "sammy baby mmmso big youre doing so good-shi-dont stop" the words that leave your mouth make him cum on the spot, he just needs to know how good hes doing for you, he needs to be the best.

I = location (favorite places to do the do) : all the classic places, the motel bed, the shower, the car. but sometimes he branches out, fucking you over the bathroom sink thats a favourite of his, just everything about it feels almost domestic which he likes to imagine.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) : when you play innocent, you could be doing the dirtiest thing but look sooo innocent and that turns him on, his sweet girl could never do anything wrong.

n = no (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs) : anything to do with hurting his baby, he really doesnt like to even think about hurting you (slapping, choking) in an intense way, hed rest his hand lightly on your neck, never squeeze. hed give your ass a few slaps, never spanks.

0 = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) : hes a giver ok hes the biggest munch on earth. bad day? eating you out. good day? eating you out. hed find any excuse to get in between your legs, he gets so drunk off your pussy, the taste is addicting to him. hed beg to eat you out its one of his favourite pass times. as for you giving him head hed love that too, hed think its sweet that youd do that for him hed be very gentle with you and let you go at your own pace. hed be scrunching all your hair up and brushing it out of your face trying to make you as comfortable as possible!! ps: dont look up at him in the eyes unless you want to kill him

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) : totally matters on the mood hes in, if hes feeling lovey dovey hed go so slow just worshipping you as he goes taking hus time to feel every portion of your body. meanwhile, hes having a rough day, stressed out, hes just trying to get off as fast as he can it wouldnt be rough just rushed almost but then again thats only the first round

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) : hed be ok with them def not his favourite, he wants to take his time with you, or more he wants you taking time on him teehee, he thinks good sex takes time!!

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) : i dont think hed like to be risky, hes too nerdy honestly, the calculations would be going off in his head as you pull him towards you. hed be totally up to experiment stuff with you but risks hes not too sure about..

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) : he could go forever i think, if he can fight demons and monsters for a living, he can handle making you cum as many times as you need. hed definitely let you take over if he was getting tired, letting you fuck yourself on him, how could he say no to his baby?

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) : i dont think he uses any toys at all really, he just wants some good ol classic american sex (he wants you to boss him around)

u = unfair (how much they like to tease) : hes not a tease at all he cant, he just needs everything right away… however he loves being teased, like waiting to get something turns him on, losing control is a major turn on for him!!!

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) : hes definitely a whiner, youre teasing him? hes whining so softly, but if he was fucking you fast.. oh hes moaning and groaning like soooo loud he wants you to hear how good youre making him feel.

w = wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) : hed loveeee mirror sex, hed be giving backshots and holding your chin up to see all your reactions, “holy fuck youre so perfect-just for me yeah? thats my fucking girl” hed mutter under his breath mindlessly as his hands roam all over your hips and your ass just squeezing trying to make it feel real.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) : not gonna say hes huge but i mean… hes huge. probably around 8-9 inches highkey…

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?) : fairly normal amount hed definitely have a sex drive but i dont think its above average, butttttttt anytime you ask hes saying yes, as soon as he knows you want it he does too. “baby please i need you to fuck me..” you whined at him a sweet frown on your lips, how could he not say yes?

z = zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward) : i dont really think sam would get tired after sex, hed probably either cuddle with you, or just start doing something he needs to do like research or shower!!

[anim-ttrpgs]

you mentioned in a previous post that an important mechanic of eureka was the concealment of a character's supernatural identity from the rest of the characters.

is this intended to be a player secret or a character secret, and do you think there is a substantial difference in gameplay?

Hoo boy this is probably going to be a long answer.

Well the short version is it’s both a character secret and a player secret, and yes there is a substantial difference between that and it just being a character secret.

In Eureka, there’s a big difference between player and PC, and thus is built into a whole lot of the game’s design. You are not your character, your character is not you. They’re a character whose actions you narrate. At the same time, since it’s a mystery-solving game, and a very “trad” “challenge game”, PC knowledge and player knowledge are kept closely aligned. When possible, you’re not supposed to know anything that your character doesn’t know, so that you can’t give them an unearned advantage in solving the mystery. (In Eureka, failure to solve the mystery is a valid outcome.)

One reason this applies to both mystery stuff and the other PCs is because Eureka encourages a very different kind of inter-party dynamic than most RPGs. PCs do not have to cooperate just because they’re all PCs. In the game world, they’re just some guys who have ended up following the same trail of clues, working together is optional, and even though they usually will end up working together, this leads to much more organic interactions between the characters. Groups of people in real life and groups of characters in fiction don’t just cooperate for no reason, and in a lot of fiction it’s most interesting when they don’t always cooperate at all.

And when the game is played like this, it could really go anywhere. The party might expertly find every clue and solve the mystery right away (awesome), or they might turn on each other, splitting into factions working against each other, or just out right fighting (awesome)

They might even be working against each other from the start. In Eureka, a PC can be in on whatever plot the party is trying to stop, and, monster or not, they may even be directly responsible. If that’s the case, then it would spoil the mystery for other players to see their character sheet. But, it would be really suspicious if only one PC’s sheet was hidden, so therefore every PC’s character sheet is always hidden, so you never know if there’s a traitor or not.

This has the added benefit of you as a player getting to know the other players’ PCs like you would a character from any other type of fiction, they reveal who they are through their actions, not through objective information you read on a sheet.

[dont share character sheets]

And when one of them turns out to have been a werewolf the whole time, you’re either going to have an “I knew it!” moment or “What?!” moment when they get revealed, which you wouldn’t have had if somebody had just told you that before the game even started.

On the flip-side, when you’re playing a monster, you get to participate in foreshadowing. Dropping little hints through your description, watching obvious signs of vampirism fly right over other players’ and PCs’ heads, getting to make the shocking reveal, it’s a whole different gameplay experience in more than just pure mechanics.

And like I said before, all character sheets have to be secret because if they weren’t, then whenever a character sheet is secret, you’d always know that’s the monster.

(the art you see here is from team artists @qsycomplainsalot, @chaospyromancy, and @theblackwarden)

[xhanelia]

Hi, I hope you’ve been having a good day! Can I please request a Sova that goes absolutely feral when you pull on his hair during sex... like he's a whole new man when you do that. The thought has been invading my brain and it won't leave hdjwkkdkd

-Sova lover anon

Ngl at all i be giggling and kicking my feet even thinking about this 👉👈 Thanks so much for waiting for me and i hope i do not dissapoint. Love uuuu <333

<<<Reader is she/her. MDNI.>>>

Im lost with words iykyk with Sova (nsfw)

It always starts slow and affectionate with Sova. We know him. He knows himself too. He knows that he is a little bit of an overgrown man (190ish cm long like holly shit boy what did your babushka feed you?) and he doesnt want to overwhelm you with himself.

But if you press his buttons, yeah, he switches a bit fast.

When he gets the 'fuck me hard' signal from you he doesnt care. You are under him now.

For him, its his hair getting pulled by you. Its like a wordless signal between both of you. Does the job perfectly so why need to ask for it, right?

The second you grab a handfull of his beautiful long blonde hair and pull it, he growls from the very deep of his throat. His body lovering over you for you to feel his weight on you more. Mhm. He got what you want for sure.

"You want to do it my way, darling?" The russian accent with the word 'darling' sounds deep near your ear. You know our giant bear. He gotta make sure even if he is too much over to control himself.

His moves are much over and about controlling you and your body. He is playing with your buttons too but mostly like a 'dim red light sex at midnight' kinda sex iykwim. He is rough but not ROUGH rough. Just the perfect amount to make you squirm under his body.

He can overpower you so easily he cannot lie that this doesnt turn him on. Pulling you in, stretching your legs, lifting you up and everything. And the sounds you make for him while he does these things? He could listen to you all night long. (Thats totaly not the reason he likes long sessions with you.)

This man has the highest stamina in the protocole if it wasnt for kay/o. He climbs up an down on snow for a daily basis. He is not letting you go anywhere if you dont use the safe word and make him stop yourself. If you know how to tire him then its another story.

You swear the first time you two get close like this, you thought that he had no experience whatsoever but now you realize you are so damn wrong. He may not look like he has experience but its all because he wants to make you feel alright and safe in his hands. But if you want to give the control all into his hands, then he will gladly take it from yours.

Kisses, hickeys, bite marks all over your body. Did i mention he has no shame? I guess i did on another one of my posts. I will say it again. He has no shame. He will look proud if anyone notices the hickeys he left over you. They gotta know that he knows how to do his job.

If you were to ask him about how he likes being in charge, he will laugh and just say a simple "yes, i do". Maybe his cheeks will get a little red but not because of embarrassment, its because of he lies how much more he likes it. This man LIVES for these moments.

(I wish i had a Sova for myself 😔)

[caffeinec0rpse]

20 day challenge for beginners to witchcraft

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***this challenge may be valuable to experienced witches who wish to brush up on their basics

there are a few things to understand before we begin:

⛥you will need a journal to record your findings each day. this can be physical or online. i recommend physical because you remember things better when you are writing them down, but either is fine.

⛥it is of utmost importance that you understand the difference between good sources and bad sources, and are able to locate the original source where your information is coming from

⛥ this challenge involves lots of self-guided research as well as applied practice so be prepared to put the work in

⛥this challenge will not teach you everything there is to know as a beginner, but i think it will be a good jumping off point.

⛥don't worry about it if you miss a day or take multiple days to complete one of the prompts. you can take this challenge at your own pace, or do it for 20 days straight. however, i do not recommend that you attempt multiple days activities in a single day. take it slow so you can dedicate the time to fully learning, and aren't overwhelmed.

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okay! let's begin :D

**remember to write everything down in your journal!!!! dont worry about "getting things right" just try your best!!!

Day 1: Find 3 different spells (online, in a book, anywhere). Try to figure out why the creator decided to use the materials they chose. Why are certain colors, tools, or herbs being used in the spell, and what do they represent/mean? What symbolism is being used in the method/steps of the spell to represent attaining the desired effect?

Day 2: Research meditation. What cultures practice forms of meditation? What are some different types, techniques, and purposes of meditation? Why do witches use meditation in their practice? Attempt a basic meditation technique based on your findings. Meditate daily if you can for the strongest benefits.

Day 3: Find a plant or crystal. Try to feel for its energy. Write down what you sense. Research methods if you’re having trouble sensing energy. Once you feel you have everything you’re going to be able to sense from it written down, try to research current spiritual uses + historical folklore/mythology surrounding the plant/crystal. Does it match up to what you sensed? Are historical connotations important to you or do you feel your personal intuitive sense of it/personal experiences are more important to you? Or do you value them equally?

Day 4: Research grounding and centering. How are they performed? What purpose are they used for? Why do people find them important for spellwork? Attempt one or both.

Day 5: Research closed practices, cultural appropriation, and spiritual bypassing. What harm can they cause? Why is it important to avoid these things?

Day 6: Research self-love spells. What are they for? What are some ways people do them? Attempt to perform a self love spell.

Day 7: Research shielding and warding. What do they do? Why are they important? Attempt one or both.

Day 8: Research shadow work. What is it? Why do people find it important for practicing witchcraft? Does it seem like something you would benefit from? Why or why not? Find a shadow work journaling prompt that calls to you and journal freely about it.

Day 9: Research the moon phases. What intentions does each phase assist with? What does each phase represent? Think about the symbolism of waxing and waning. attracting and repelling.

Day 10: Journal freely about the following questions: Why do you feel drawn to practice witchcraft? Have you always felt connection to nature or to the spirit world? What do you think your practice will do for you or help you with?

Day 11: Research item enchantment. What that is, why someone would want to enchant an object and methods of doing so. Attempt to enchant an object.

Day 12: Choose an herb and research its current spiritual uses and historical folklore surrounding it. Look into whether it has any scientifically verified medicinal properties. Be wary of pseudoscience. Find any other information about it that interests you. Try to draw it if you feel inclined to do so.

Day 13: Try a meditation technique or guided meditation you have never attempted before. Write about your experience and how you felt before, during, and after.

Day 14: Research altars. What are they? What are they used for? Do you think you want to use one? If so, what would you put on it? Why? If you have the means to, create an altar inside or outside your house. Be mindful that if your altar is outside, what you place on it may affect the environment. Be responsible.

Day 15: Journal freely about the following questions: Do you believe in human spirits? Do you believe in non-human spirits? Do you believe deities exist? Do you believe in house spirits, land spirits, spirits of bodies of water, and/or elemental spirits? Do you believe in demons? What experiences do you have that you feel impact your answers to any of the above questions?

Day 16: Research divination. What is it for? What are 5 different methods people use to divine? What are the origins of those methods?

Day 17: Choose your own path for today! Choose any topic relating to witchcraft that you're interested in and write down as much as you can about it! Dive as deep as you desire

Day 18: Research folklore about the seasons in your region. What do the seasons represent to you? What sort of symbolism do you attach to them?

Day 19: Choose an intention and perform a spell purely based on your intuition. Don't plan anything. Just do what feels right. Feel the vibe and act.

Day 20: You did it ! Reflect on what you learned, and what you wish to learn next. Which days were challenging for you? Which days were easy? Which day did you enjoy the most? Did your findings meet your expectations?

[hijackalx]

GALE NSFW ALPHABET

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

gale will insist on doing the clean-up himself. like cleaning up both u and him. it's just his gentlemanly nature 😇 i think he also will ramble about stuff completely unrelated while doing it too 😹😹 like while he's wiping off ur face or something with a warm rag he'll be saying shit like "hm. i wonder where tara is, haven't seen her in a while. probably off eating pigeons, i suppose" STOPP IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

i think he's pretty proud of his shoulders. they have good width to them and idk they just look nice and stronk 💪🏻 as for his partner, he is a thigh man. he lovvessss thighs. will kiss and squeeze them while u sit on his face. also, if ur AFAB, he will not ever hesitate to grab a titty 🤭

C = Cum (anything to do with cum,

basically)

not getting any specific places where he likes to cum. i think he will cum anywhere as long as it's on/in u. waitttt he probably does like to cum in ur mouth doe. and maybe to smear it on ur lips a little like some lip gloss 😊 LMAO

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

lowkey think he's a little bit of a voyeur ooohhh nasty boy. idk like i think hes into watching/hearing other ppl fuck but he is deeply ashamed of this so dont ever bring it up 😹😹

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

dawg. nobody can convince me his first wasnt mystra. sooo.... not SUPER experienced in terms of like... numbers...... but him and mystra was doing some freak shit....... i just know it.......

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

ugh this is a good question. i think he likes cowgirl. u have to hold his hands tho and make eye contact with him or just forget it gurl 🙄✋ he likes to admire ur body and watch u use him to get off

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

okkk gale can be a little silly sometimes but are we surprised ?? HES ALWAYS SILLY !! i think he switches between serious and goofy. he takes mess-ups and embarrassing moments pretty well and will never make u feel bad over them 🥺 like he'll use humor to make u feel comfortable and safe I NEED HIMMMMM FUCK

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

yeah hes pretty hairy. i dont think his hair is EXTREMELY thick tho. like he has fine, kind of curly kind of straight body hair? not a lot on his chest but he does have a happy trail, pubes, ARMPIT HAIR 🤤, and leg and forearm hair. i think it looks rlly good on his forearms too eugh.......

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he can be really romantic if he wants to (which is most of the time) but like i said he can also be unserious. but that doesnt make it less romantic i guess ???? anyway yeah he'll even plan everything out. like the type of dude to light candles and lay rose petals and shit 😹😹 probably likes to have some wine beforehand to get yall in the mood better too

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he will but i dont think he does often. if ur an option he prefers that. if not theres like a 50/50 chance he'll beat off. lowkey feel like he might debate on whether or not its too much work and if he should just go to sleep instead LMAO WAIT PAUSSEEEEEE MAGE HAND ????? yeah...... yeah gurl. if hes feeling lazy thats how its gonna go. prolly will close his eyes and pretend its ur hand

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

normally somewhere secluded like in a room together on a bed but if hes feeling spicy then somewhere with the possibility of getting caught 😏 maybe on a balcony somewhere or IN THE FUCKING SKY

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

i think hes pretty sensitive and in tune to teasing glances or accidentally-on-purpose touches. wordddsss too bro. loves dirty talk so much. especially if ur the one to talk dirty to him. ugh ok gemini vibes yall? yes or yes? anyway whisper things in his ear or say suggestive things in front of other ppl, like innuendo shit 😹

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

uhhh... umm.... uh

jk he wont do any noncon roleplay or anything like that. not sure if theres anything else tho 😭

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

wants to give and receive but has a preference for giving head like its probably his fav sex act 😭😭 yall know hes good af at it too and probably says nasty shit while hes doing it

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he'll adjust depending on what u want. but if ur riding him he likes when ur more sensual that way he can admire ur body a little better

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

doesnt seem like a quickie guy to me. like i said he likes to plan it out most days.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

😐

yes. hes a freak yall

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

if he does most of the work then he wont want to go another round but if its u then he probably will. i think it just depends on his mood too. if ur not satisfied yet tho he will use mage hand or projection gale to help 😹😹

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

i think he likes to tease a generous amount. he can dish it out but cant take it tho he gets flustered pretty fast lol

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not extremely loud but will moan/whimper whatever. hes not afraid to make noise like not ashamed at all but i dont see him being obnoxious lol. mostly just talks tho LMAO

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

hes pretty much always thinking nasty but not always horny. he just like me fr. prolly not trying to smash often tho cuz he likes to plan ahead and make everything perfect. will fuck maybe 3 days a week unless ur really raring to go 😭

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

will prolly catch up on a book afterwards for a while before going to sleep. this is so comforting to me tho like what? imagine being all fucked-out and snuggy while ur bae reads their lil book and looks after u while u sleep.... need

[ava-starrs-girlfriend]

Calm Before the Storm

Werewolf!Bob/Reader

Summary: After a second Ava-sourced revelation, almost two weeks pass and the days are full of learning, training, and bonding. After some one-on-one time with Bucky, Lena, and Bob, you decide what's next.

Word Count: 7k

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, Reader has a few sips. Brief descriptions of childhood abuse (vague but implied physical and mental/emotional).

A/N: I didn't even get to everything I wanted to in this chapter and I STILL wrote 7k words. Cheers for me!!! I also went back and re-read chapters 1-3 and made a couple grammar, wording, or spelling updates. Finally, you can now find these fics and my first one, Corner Store Sock Aisle Angel, linked in my pinned! Ok, now for the chapter :)

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Since you didn't know Ava well, you didnt think anyone could blame you for starting to believe she had awful timing or no delicate sense of putting things.

You had an idea, too, of what your magic might be related to. Now that it was a less mystifying concept to you that something was different about you, it became easier to put things together.

But what it *meant*? What did *that* mean?

You set the plate down on top of the others. And you asked her.

"What do you mean, what it means?"

With that, she grabbed your arm and the light and sounds of the water running and Bob's scrubbing warped. Your stomach felt like it was literally twisting.

What must have been only a second later, but felt like ages, somehow, you were somewhere... completely different.

And you were about to get a crash course in witchcraft.

~*~

The first experience of Ava's shadow-walking was awful, and so were the next few times, but the teleportation was handy. And she learned to warn you but never really asked before warping you away from wherever you happened to be.

You learned that Ava was mostly just excited to have another witch to talk to, to share with. It seemed an important part of witchcraft, to share magic with someone, even if they practiced a different kind to you.

Really, you learned a lot over the next few days, about witchcraft and magic.

You were, as Ava did finally have some elegance of putting, a witch of storms.

Apparently, in addition, that meant that you were the best equipped, outside of Oracles, to tell the future and receive visions of it.

"And Oracles are... witches."

"They cover a multitude of si- subjects, subjects," Alex nodded. He lifted his fists, and beckoned you to try again.

In addition to your lessons with Ava, Alex and Lena insisted you also know how to defend yourself, if things ever came up so that your magic ability was blocked.

Mostly it meant you landing flat on your ass on the mulch floor of a sparring ring. There was a clearing past the garage, where there were archery targets, old punching bags hanging from beams that were stronger than they looked, and crates that you'd only gotten to peak into.

This attempt, you were able to land a blow to Alex's stomach, but he didnt flinch before lifting you back and dropping you so that once again your view was the cloudy sky.

"You're takin' a risk," you muttered.

"I dont see any risk, do you, Lena?" Alex asked.

Lena released the bolt from her crossbow, aimed at the archery target. She nodded as you heard the thud even from your place on the ground.

"No risk anywhere," she said casually.

You sighed.

"Maybe- maybe I could at least try against her, for once?" You asked, sitting up and barely brushing yourself off this time. You knew you'd probably land right back in the dirt.

Lena laughed, but put down her crossbow and shrugged off the light hoodie she was wearing, revealing a tank top underneath. Her arms were more muscular than you expected. Maybe you should have stuck with Alex.

"Sure, maybe that will help."

Too late.

The sarcasm rolled through her words, but Alex helped you up and patted your back. "Fight rough," he muttered, surprisingly close. And it wasnt in Russian, which you had learned he and Lena spoke, nor was it English.

It was the language Ava now knew you had grown up hearing from your grandmother, the language that witches taught each other.

Lena frowned, but didnt linger on the moment.

Maybe Alex was right. It would be nice to finally land something.

You'd seen Lena and Ava fight, when you'd complained to Alex that Ava didnt have to spar.

Bob had spoken up, then. "We all get our asses handed to us. Alex is right, you need to know this. Learning means more practice."

Before you could think about how it felt, to have Bob be a little bossy, Lena was moving her feet.

But so did you. You dodged her first blow, but her other hand got your shoulder.

You groaned and wanted to drop your knee, and give up.

Or maybe you could drop your knee and lift Lena up like Alex had lifted you.

You tried it, dropping quickly and, in the moment Lena inhaled to laugh, you pushed your shoulder up into her stomach, hand on her hip and her waist, grunting as you lifted her into the air.

A little breeze flowed along your arms. It was reassurance, confidence. This was right. Lena left your hands, flying in the air away from you.

This time, it was Lena who landed with a thud in the mulch.

You rubbed your shoulder, but felt the breeze again on your neck.

'Nice,' you thought, helping Lena up.

"That was very cool," she said and grinned. "Well done! Now, again."

"Again?"

"Repeat it, yes, if you can." She affirmed. "Fear not the man who has tried a thousand kicks once, but the man who's done one kick a thousand times." She slapped your shoulder, the one she'd hit, and gave you a thumbs up before getting back into her starting position.

You were going to hurt tomorrow.

~*~

"Do you have any plans tonight?" Bucky asked you after dinner.

You'd been at the cabin just over a week now. Long forgotten was the idea that Lena (or, technically, Yelena, apparently) implied that you'd only be with them for a night.

After that first weekend, you sent an email to your boss asking for some time off for a family circumstance. While you didnt know if you'd quite go back to that life from before, it was worth at least trying to give a heads up.

But every day, the life you led before seemed miles and miles farther away. You didnt quite understand how this place was run- how Bob owned the property, or paid the bills, or how Alex and Lena brought back groceries- but it was working.

And for the first time since your Grandmother had passed, you felt like you had family again. Even though you arrived as a stranger, this place was... beginning to be home.

Would you stay?

"Not beside a shower," you told him as you handed him a washed bowl to dry. "Why?"

He shrugged. "You've gotten time with everyone else. Figured you might... have questions for me."

You hadnt gotten as much time with Bob as you had wanted, usually ending up in the workshop or in the training grounds, but every spare moment when you didnt have anything to do, you had tried to find him. Usually you could.

But you did have questions for Bucky, too. About himself, and about vamprisim. Whenever you'd asked any of the others, they would hesitate and suggest you ask Bucky.

Bucky had a sort or presence, though, that didnt make you seek him out.

He was always watching the training you did with Lena and Alex, and he was somehow always finding excuses to drop in on you and Ava in the workshop.

The cold stillness around him felt wrong.

You had, at this point, begun to better feel the air currents around you. Like you couldnt help but notice now, continuously surprised you never noticed before. The pressure change before storms- manufactured or natural. Where the wind would turn.

Like feeling a breeze, a coldfront, before you could see it.

So not being able to feel anything of that around Bucky was... weird.

"I have a few."

"You too tired to stay up for a bit?" He glanced at you, and there was something in his voice that was almost alluring.

"A bit, huh."

He shrugged.

Once you'd finished putting all the clean dishes away, he gestured toward the glass wall's door and you led the way through it.

"Im thinking a little off-roading," Bucky said once you were outside. He stretched a little in the dusky light.

"You mean on one of the trails?"

"That wouldnt be very "off"-road-y," he said.

"Oh. Um, well, i should get my other shoes, then," you said, and gestured to your sandals.

"I'll wait," he said, and leaned against the railing, his hip against the top of it. He crossed his arms as he watched you walk away, toward your cabin.

His gaze was very distinct. Sometimes it still made you shiver.

You emerged from your cabin a moment later, with more proper attire for what you expected.

"Jeez, we're not bouldering," he said, rolling his eyes at you.

You'd changed into your sturdiest pair of leggings, your hiking boots, and a hooded jacket over a tanktop. You shrugged. "Maybe share a little more in your communication, dude."

Bucky looked you over once more and then turned, gesturing for you to follow. "C'mon."

There was a feeling in your gut that maybe you shouldnt be alone with him. He hadnt threatened you, even indirectly, since that first moment you'd met him a week ago.

But just as much as Bob was a werewolf, Bucky was something other-human, too. All of these people were still unfamiliar territory. All of them could still pull surprises out at you.

So you had a guard up.

Just in case.

Entering the woods made the sun's warmth almost immediately disappear, or maybe it was that you were walking closer to Bucky in order not to lose him in the shadows of the trees. You didnt know what kind of powers he had as a vampire, if any.

You *had* seen him standing shirtless in broad daylight, only wearing sunglasses and shorts as he carried groceries inside a couple days ago. So he didnt burn in the classic way.

"You know, you can ask, whatever you want, now," Bucky said ahead of you.

"Why'd you take me out here to chat?" Was your first question.

He glanced back at you and then off to the distance, slowing his paces.

"It's become my element, i guess," he said. "Like Ava's is her workshop and the hunters' is their clearing."

"So you grew up in a place like this?"

He laughed. "Hell no. No, i grew up in a city."

"Which one?"

"New York," he said after a moment. Like he wasn't sure if he should tell you.

"Oh, fun," you said, stepping over a log, ignoring the hand he held out for you to take for balance. "You ever been back?"

"Yeah," he said, but this time it was layered in annoyance. "Yeah. Family events."

"Your family's alive?"

He glanced at you again, uncertain. Then, "My vampire lineage family."

"Oh."

He shrugged. "Can't quite ever get out of blood family."

"I mean, if theyre all dead, you can," you said, and chuckled to yourself.

"What?"

"Vampires are dead."

He stopped and squinted at you.

"Arent they?" You asked as you stopped next to him.

He sighed.

"You dont breathe, you dont eat, you most definitely consume blood," you counted off your fingers. "You dont burn in the sunlight, at least not in any way i noticed, but you're definitely fast and strong."

He didnt comment.

"I imagine you either dont see me as a threat or wouldnt be any more harmed by a sharp stick to the chest like a normal person would be," you gestured to the various sticks littering the ground around you. "So... Can you turn into a bat?"

"Thats your first question?"

"It's, like, my seventh," you looked up as you tried to recall your conversation, ticking off the questions you could remember on your fingers. When you looked at the vampire again, he looked confused. "What?"

"You asked about me."

Now you were confused. You put a hand on your hip. "Yeah? Because we're bonding, dude. Cant bond without knowing each other a little. Ive been assuming a lot about you, sure, but more related to what the- what media says about vampires. You're a guy first. With history. I'm curious about all of it, i guess, but I can learn about vampire stuff from any vampire, if i ever meet another. I cant meet another you."

He shifted his weight, looking to the ground.

"You did avoid the "Can you turn into a bat" question though."

"What kind of bat are you expecting?"

"I dunno. A... brown... one?"

He smirked, and he seemed to be back to the guy you were more familiar with, sitting at the supper table. "Very precise."

"I'll have you know I'm not a wildlife expert, ok?"

Bucky hummed and returned to forging the way for you.

As you followed, you decided to ask something else. "Alright, how can you not burn in the daylight?"

~*~

The shower water ran over your body, cleaning off the day's sweat and dirt. You'd worked hard.

After days of practice, you'd been able to be consistent with a few moves against Lena and Alex, and practiced overturning their various defences.

You hadnt felt stronger in your life. More confident in your control of your body.

And you'd made progress with Ava, keeping up with her trivia and impressing her with your handle on your witchcraft.

The steam covered the bathroom mirror as you stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around you. You reached forward and cleared off the condensation on the glass, and almost dropped your towel as you stumbled back.

It wasn't you in the reflection of the mirror. It was stranger. A man.

He was tall, with red hair. A blue uniform outfit, with a few red stripes crossing his chest horizontally. He wore gloves on his hands and his eyes were... they were very blue.

He stared at you.

You stared back.

"Guard yourself," he said, as you reached forward to wipe the condensation again. "Guard yourself."

And he disappeared, leaving your shocked face in the mirror.

You wanted to cover the mirror with a towel, but didnt have a spare, so you changed into your pajamas in the shower stall, away from the view of the mirror.

"That was creepy," you muttered to yourself as you checked your locks on the windows and doors of the cabin. "And from what? Like, ok, way to be vague as hell??"

You tried to settle in on the couch and read the collection of tales Alex had suggested, but the hair on the back of your neck would not go down; the goosebumps on your arms firmly raised.

Ava had begun to teach you about reaching out toward her, but more the what and not how.

You needed reassurance, though. You needed answers.

You didnt really want to open your cabin door... but Bob was just next door.

You threw on a clean hoodie and your sandals and opened your door, locking it behind you, your key in your pocket with your phone.

You hurried over to Bob's cabin and knocked on his door. A moment later, the door was open, warm light shining out, comfortable air settling around you like armor.

"Yeah?" He asked, tired, opening it to you. He sniffed.

You'd begun to get used to that.

Bob's eyes widened and suddenly he was alert and awake. He pulled you in to his cabin and locked the door. "Are you ok??"

"Im- im fine, just-"

"You saw something."

"How'd you know?"

"You smell really scared."

"I-!" You sighed. "Im not *reeeally* scared," you said and plopped down on his couch. "Just. A little unsettled, or whatever."

"Sure," he said, unconvinced, and sat at the other end of the couch, one knee pulled up to his chest, the other hanging over the edge of the couch cushion. He put his hands on his calf. "Whats up?"

Suddenly you felt incredibly foolish. It had probably just been nothing, or a vision that you didnt know how to handle yet. Now you'd bothered Bob, who... well, you werent sure what he was in the middle of, but he had to have been in the middle of something. A laptop was slightly open on his coffee table, and an empty beer bottle on the side table.

"You know... it was probably nothing," you began to get up.

He reached across the couch, hand on your wrist. He looked you straight in the eye. "It wasnt nothing."

"What, do you have visions too?" You rolled your eyes, trying to make it lighthearted.

"Scents are good enough for me," he said, letting go of you and settling back just as quickly as he'd moved forward. "I just... i can tell."

"How?"

He shifted, fidgeting with his hands. "The- you smelled different."

"I just showered."

"Beside that."

"I... was a little scared?"

"Other than that."

"What else could there be?"

"You saw something, it, um. Lingered."

You sat up straight as if he'd just told you there was a spider in your hair.

He leaned forward and waved his hand. "It's not a presence, or anything! You're good."

"Can you just say what you mean?"

Bob looked anywhere but you.

You remembered back to the first conversation you'd seen between Bucky and Bob. That Bucky had brought a threat to the cabin. Bob didnt seem to be one to hold grudges for long, so you guessed now that it was recent. Maybe not as recent as the last person to have been in your cabin, but still recent enough to make him hesitant.

"The guy i saw. You know him."

He scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah."

"You could smell him??"

"Yep."

You leaned back into the corner of the couch. "Huh. Wild."

He looked up, his face unsure if it wanted to smile or frown. "Wild?"

"I really do love learning something new every day," you tried to explain. "Hey, but, I'm ok, obviously. So its no big deal, right?"

"The only way he would have had any presence here was if he- was if it was an oracle."

"But im not an oracle."

"No."

"Then how...?"

He sighed. "He forced one to make contact with you."

"Thats a thing??"

"Anything can be used against anyone's will," Bob said, like he'd experienced it. "Look. It really is something we should probably leave until the morning to discuss with the others." He got up from the couch, closing his laptop and going to the stairs.

"So... goodnight?"

"No," he shook his head. "Wait there."

You waited. You didnt know what else to do.

He came back down from the bedroom up in the loft with a blanket and a pillow.

"I'm gonna crash on your couch."

"You- you dont have to," you said, rising from your seat. "I promise, im ok."

"Ok, but i sleep really deeply and you wont be able to get me to open my door if you decide you need company."

You looked at him, holding his blanked and pillow, fully prepared for an unplanned sleepover.

You thought about having him in your cabin. You didnt know if there were any sort of side effects to the oracle thing.

"It... might be a good idea if you come with, i think," you said slowly. "Just in case."

He nodded and followed you to the door, turning off the lights and locking the closed door behind you as you stepped back out into the night.

"Ok?" He asked.

You nodded and he followed you to your cabin, entering with you and waiting for permission to get settled on the couch.

"Let me just..." you cleared off the cushions, holding a couple books and a potato chip bag. You brushed off any crumbs. "Sorry..."

"No worries," he said easily as you put the books away on their shelves and the chips in the kitchenette/storage area.

When you came back out to the front room, he was setting down his pillow and fluffing it.

"Thanks," you said. "For, um. Answering your door."

"Always," he said, glancing over at you. You hadnt needed him to before, but you knew he would keep the promise if that ever changed.

Once he was settled, you checked the door to make sure it was locked, and turned off the lights.

"Goodnight, Bob," you said as you went to the stairs.

"Goodnight," he answered, and yawned.

As you got into bed, you realized you felt safer with him so close by. You turned off the lamp on your bedside table and pulled up the blankets, settling in. A thought of him being even closer than downstairs crossed your mind, but you were yawning and closing your eyes before you could process it.

At least you hoped.

For a little while, you were caught up in thinking about the training you'd been learning, both magic and physical. The joke Lena had said that now you finally had a comeback for. The nice shower cleaning off todays dirt.

And then... the mirror. The man.

For the first time since you'd arrived, you couldnt sleep. You tossed and turned, sighing when nothing felt right. Even with your bones feeling heavy and tired, your mind wouldnt quiet enough to let you relax.

And since you were awake, you got thirsty.

You waited as long as you could. But, like when its too cold or too hot to sleep, you just couldnt ignore it.

As quietly as you could, you got out of your bed and nearly tip-toed down the stairs, keeping an eye on the couch.

You got a glass of water from the sink in the kitchenette, the need finally relieved.

Then you had to use the bathroom, because you might as well.

You refilled the glass to take upstairs, and when you stepped into the hallway, you saw Bob sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Haven't gotten to sleep yet," you shrugged. "I'm, um, gonna try again, though."

"Good," he smiled.

You really wanted to run your fingers through his messy hair. It was a thought you had often, but his hair was particularly messy right then.

You turned away to avoid reaching out and bothering him.

But before you could go up two steps, you stopped.

You closed your eyes and for a split second, you tried to envision the future of this moment.

On the one path, you went to bed again. You wouldnt sleep well.

On another, you stayed downstairs and just... talked with Bob. You couldnt see far enough to tell if you eventually went back to bed, but the warmth of that path was far nicer than the dark stillness upstairs.

"Do you mind if i-" you turned to look at him, and he smiled, gesturing to the couch.

"Sure."

You walked to the couch, waited until he moved the blanket, and sat.

And then he waited for you. You stared at the glass in your hands, unsure of where to start.

He turned and reached behind himself, reaching for the lamp on the end table. He pulled the string and then there was a new, warm light in the room.

"May as well," he shrugged, turning back to you.

You nodded, and your gaze returned to the glass in your hands. Your feet were still on the floor, as if you werent allowed to get comfortable.

He leaned forward. "Hey, can i tell you a dumb story?"

You repeated something Lena had said earlier in the week. "You've probably got plenty of those."

He chuckled and raised his hands. "Sure do."

His break of your tension released a breath you'd been holding. "I'd like to hear it, though."

"Great," he shifted so his back was against the back cushion of the couch.

You didnt want to let go of the glass quite yet, still needing something in your hands.

He lifted the edge of his blanket, inviting you into comfort.

You took it. You crossed your legs to sit next to him, knee almost touching his leg.

"I was sixteen," he started.

"So, last year?"

He laughed, like he'd never heard it before. "Right, of course. Anyway, when I was sixteen, i was with this group of losers, 'cause thats what we were. I'd run away from my family, feeling, you know, unappreciated, or whatever. And there was this girl."

"Ooo," you teased.

"She was cute! Being sixteen, and thinking, hey, i'm forging my life, right? Im the coolest. I can impress her, easy." He scoffed. "Well, she wanted this dress from this place we'd walked by earlier. And of course, none of us had money, and we all teased her for even admiring something like that. It was... it looked like a lot of what we'd all left behind." His gaze was far away, smiling as he remembered. He looked at you, then. Pulling himself back to the moment of now. "Guess what i did."

"You... made something similar for her?"

"No," he shook his head. "I stole it."

For some reason, you'd formed an idea of Bob as a rule-follower. Maybe it was his even, steady mood that you'd gotten familiar with, or his reserved additions to conversation. But he was in charge, too. He was a planner. He knew best out of everyone what the rules were- he'd made them- and how to break them.

"Did you get caught?"

"Of course not."

"Really?"

"Really. I got the dress for her, and gave it to her. Didnt do super well with the delivery, though, because she, uh..." he scratched the back of his neck. "She thought someone else did it."

"No glory, huh."

"Nope. She started going out with the guy who claimed he'd done it, and even when I asked him how he did it, he made it so much more dramatic that I just... gave up about it." He sighed, thinking about the memory.

"What happened to the group?"

"We disbanded a couple weeks later. Turned out that most of them actually wanted to complete a high-school education, and their parents were far richer than they'd let on."

Caught up in his story, you asked, "What'd you do?"

He shifted again, shoulders carefully lowering and back straightening.

"You dont have to talk about it, if you dont want to," you said, leaning back, away from pressuring him.

"I went back to my family. Which at this point, was my pack. I mean, they-" he cleared his throat, eyes far from yours. "So i wouldnt leave again, that's when I became a werewolf."

"Oh. I... guess i thought you were turned... earlier than that." You didnt elaborate on when.

He shrugged, picking at fuzz on the blanket. "They were the ones who took me in in the first place. My dad," he laughed. "My dad left me for dead at a campground on a full moon. I was maybe five?"

"Damn."

"Yeah," he said, and sighed. "So i knew the wolf pack for a while. There were just as bad as my dad, though."

"You dont have to tell me this, Bob," you reached out, finally, putting your hand on his forearm. "I mean, really, if its not a good memory-"

"Pasts are good and bad, though, arent they?" He met your eyes. "I've got no intention of leaving this place, this family. And you know you're welcome to stay, too. So you're a part of that. And i dont share now, then i'll share another time."

"Another time is ok, if you want?"

"I need you to know now, though," his voice was pained. "I'm- I'm a sharing guy. I w- I want you to know. So you can decide. Stay or go."

It was more than just this moment of his vulnerability.

You'd been getting plenty of time getting to know the others, hell, even Bucky, who's whole vibe freaked you out. You knew some of Alex's past, and some of Lena's, although she shared hers over a couple glasses of wine. Ava shared her story as she shared her knowledge with you, carefully and with reverence, but with full honesty.

This was important for Bob to share, too. So you knew who you were choosing to stay with.

He had your full attention as you set the glass on the coffee table. "Ok." You folded your hands in your lap.

He took a moment to decide where exactly to start. "They were family, the wolf pack. I believed that my dad would be even worse to me if I ever ran away from them, like, really ran away. So they did a lot of things. And since I was human, i could do things they couldnt. And I couldnt do things, like defend myself, when they hurt me. It was... not great."

You nodded.

"So when I came back, after that summer of learning to, i guess, be my own person, instead of being their punching bag, well, I wanted things to change," he winced as he recalled something. "Dumb idea."

You wanted to interupt and call him brave instead. For standing up for himself, even if he went back to a dangerous place, it was all he had. Teenage years are tough.

"Probably the worst month of my life. And when it was finally the full moon... they took me with them."

He was doing well in staying steady with his retelling, but this is where his voice shook.

"First time's always the worst," he said. "I wish i didnt remember all of it as well as I do."

"What happened?"

"We hunted. And then we- God, we-" he cleared his throat and moved his shoulders back again, and he tried to leave the emotions of the story behind. "We attacked people. Not animals, people. And then thats what full moons became. Instead of me staying behind, terrified for them to come back angry and riled up and covered in blood, i was the one covered in blood. But i wasnt afraid of it, i was finally a part of something. They bullied me less. I was finally a real part of the pack. I felt... invincible."

He rubbed his eyes. "That didnt last." Hands back in his lap, he rubbed his thumb over his other hand's palm. "The pack was attacked, just as severely as we'd attacked people. So i ran again, but now I had this other thing i was running with. This other part of me that demanded... a lot. And I knew how to get what I wanted, too."

Bob glanced at you, unsure of your reaction.

Mostly, you'd just been taking in the information of his past, his story. You tried not to react, with gasps of shock or horror, or reach out to him. But your heart hurt for him.

"It was like that a couple years, running, always moving, and always alone. Until i quite literally ran into Bucky, and he somehow figured out all these things about me, and he told me i could stop running, start building something. Myself, a family, i don't know what exactly he meant. But i listened. Because I needed to." He lifted his hands as if to gesture he was done with the story. "So... thats me."

"Thanks for telling me," you said, before the moment could fade. "Really." You didnt want to overdo your gratitude for his vulnerability, but finally, you felt certainty.

"Sure. I just needed you to know."

"I want to stay," you spoke barely after he finished speaking. "I want to stay."

"Really?"

You loved the way his eyes lit up. If he had the canine ears, you just knew they would have perked up, too.

"Yes," you nodded. "I still have a lot i need to learn, but I also just... I feel like this is the place where I belong." You almost added "for now, anyway" but you didnt want it to be temporary. You wanted it to last, this place, the friendships you'd begun to build, the trust placed here. You wanted to hold on to it.

And the oracle you'd seen in the mirror hours ago was long forgotten.

~*~

In the morning, the couch was empty.

Your brows knit together as you got ready to head up to the main cabin for breakfast. Had last night just been some crazy dream?

After he'd shared his past with you, you shared some of yours with Bob. Though not really as dramatic, you shared a little about growing up with your grandmother and laughed each time you realized she'd done magic or you'd caused something on accident. You talked for hours with him, ending up talking about nothing and anything. Before you'd gone back up to bed, you'd sat shoulder to shoulder with him as he showed you pictures on his phone of one of his latest woodworking projects.

He said he'd make you something. As you wandered up the walkway, you wondered what he would make you.

You opened the glass door and smelled bacon. Alex and Lena were busy as Ava was setting the table.

Bucky followed you inside and chuckled as he passed you.

"What?"

"Nothing," he said, clearly meaning something.

You rolled your eyes and made your way to Alex and Lena, who piled food onto your plate.

"Morning," you greeted them.

"Good morning, my friend!" Alex said. Was he never not in a good mood?

Ava was sitting in your usual spot, so instead you sat in hers.

"Almost the new moon," Ava said, eyes glinting with excitement. "Lots of things to cover."

You hummed as you chewed some bacon, and you didnt have to look up to know Bob was approaching the house.

"Morning, guys," he said as he entered, and you smiled as you caught his eye.

Ava hummed, and you snapped your head to her.

She giggled and raised her eyebrows.

"What?"

"Bob went for a run."

"Is he not allowed?"

She just giggled again and then you realized she swapped places with you on purpose.

"Why are you being weird?"

"Its in my nature," she shrugged, and leaned forward to prop her chin in her hand, elbow on the table, as Bob sat just next to you.

"Oh!" He said, looking at Ava first, then you. "Hi."

"Hey," you answered, and suddenly felt so incredibly stupid as butterflies started fluttering in your stomach. The nerves made it hard to eat, but Lena's stern look was a lot stronger.

~*~

Regardless of whatever she thought had happened that night, Ava pushed you to learn how to properly set things up for the new moon. The phases of the moon were incredibly important to her and her witchcraft, which had something to do with shadows. Naturally, the largest natural shadow cast upon something celestial was a big deal. You could only imagine how she'd react to total solar eclipses, or lunar ones.

"Have fun?" Lena asked, pouring you a glass of wine. It had become your habit, sharing a little something to drink at the end of a long day.

"I guess," you shrugged.

"Lots of actual stuff to do, on top of the theory and history, hmm?"

You nodded and took a sip of the sweet wine. "Yeah. But hey, I think I know more knots than boy scouts now."

She laughed.

After a moment, she said, "So you and Bob."

You choked, setting your glass down carefully. "What?"

"He told you his story?"

"Yeah?"

"Get all weepy about it?"

"No?"

She nodded. "Didnt think you would."

"Why are you asking?"

"Because he told me today. You saw something that scared you, couldnt sleep, kept you company." She shrugged. "No big deal."

"Right. Of course."

She gave you a side-eye look of suspicion before taking a sip of her wine. "Good. And youre staying?"

"Yeah... although I'm not sure about my job."

"Can you work remote? Isnt it an office job?"

"I could, i guess, but I'd probably have to go back for important meetings and stuff."

"We can drive you. Or you can drive, whatever," she waved her hand. "They'd be stupid to lose you. Youre a good person."

"My job isnt really about if im a good person or not. But they probably miss me because of how much i get done."

"See? Thats not something they want to lose!" She pointed at you and smiled. "Thats settled. You email them tomorrow, tell them."

You shivered, putting your hands under your thighs.

"Why are you nervous?"

"Its a big deal."

She turned to you, facing you directly, and squared her shoulders. "You made a promise."

You wanted to keep it.

So you nodded.

She reached across the counter and squeezed your hands. "There. Good."

~*~

Two mornings later, dreary from staying up late with Ava, you found a letter under your door.

It was from Bob.

"Hi,

I hope your new moon stuff with Ava goes well.

I've got some things I've gotta do. I'll be away a few days.

Be back soon.

Bob"

"Ok?" You muttered to yourself. You folded it back to the way it was and tucked it into your jeans pocket.

After breakfast, Lena pulled you aside.

"What's up?" You asked her. "We're still going to the lake tonight, right?"

"The paper in your pocket, is it a letter? From Bob?"

You stepped back. "Um. Yeah?"

"Ava!" She shouted, causing Ava to almost drop the dishes she was carrying. "How long do you have until the moon?"

"Yelena!" Ava groaned.

"I need- just a bit."

"Fine. But you'd better not be late," Ava pointed at you.

You barely had time to give her a thumbs up before Lena dragged you out of the kitchen.

"Why are we headed to the lake now?" You asked once her steps had slowed.

"Private."

"Ok??" You rolled your eyes at the lack of explanation.

Once you reached the beach, she stopped.

"What is with you?" You asked her.

"The letter from Bob. He'll be away a few days?"

"Yeah?" You crossed your arms over your chest. "How do you even know that?"

"He used to leave *me* notes."

You didnt know why that stirred jealousy in your gut. She said *used* to, what that have to do with now?

"So?"

"Because-" she glanced up toward the cabin. "We were together."

"I- Bob and I are not a thing."

"Only Alex is this oblivious." She groaned, hands into fists as they fell to her side, then lifted right back up toward you, palms flat. "He is head over heels for you."

"I barely know him."

"That doesnt matter, not to him," she said. "And, he told you his story, and he said you didnt even blink. You just accepted him."

"Well- yeah? I mean, because-"

"Why?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but you didnt have words yet. You didnt know.

"You dont have to feel the same way," Lena said gently. "But if you dont, you have *got* to tell him. Because I- I thought he hated me when I took months to decide. He's too good to have waiting."

"How do you know?"

"I- when we first got together, he- felt like a lot? But i thought that was just part of romantic relationships. We never did anything i didnt want to, but... the sweetness he shared, i just, didnt know how to give back to him." She put her hands on her hips. "So i finally told him. And, he wasnt mad, of course, but I felt like I'd never be friends with him again, and I really wanted that."

"You seem pretty close," you offered.

"We are. Best friends again," she grinned, like that friendship was the thing she held most dear. "But he- before you were even in the picture, I just knew he was looking for something, someone. And then he'd be off for even a week at a time. He never did that."

"But he's gone right now?"

Lena shook her head and cut the air with her hands. "No, no. Very different." She sighed. "When Alexei and I saw you, I just knew."

"What??" You asked, finally annoyed. "What the hell did you know?"

"He was hoping we'd bring you with us."

"Is that why you acted like you hated me that night?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because I finally knew where I was with him, and I didnt want to lose that."

You frowned. "I've been here less than two weeks, Lena. How could I possibly challenge your friendship with him?"

She groaned. "I dont know."

"Do you still hate me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because he asked me not to. He told- he told me to just trust him, so i did. And i will. And so now im trusting you."

You werent sure she even trusted Bucky.

"He doesnt want to scare you with- how he followed you, to make sure that he wouldnt bring home any danger," she explained. "But you mean a lot to him."

At this point, you werent really surprised. Bob had all but confessed as much the first night you'd met him.

"I'm not scared."

And you werent. You looked out over the lake, a view you'd grown familiar with, but always in a way of worry that you'd have to leave it.

You'd seen just a few sunsets over this lake, but you knew you'd see many more. Thousands more.

As if watching a dream, you saw yourself sitting on the sand, and then Bob coming to sit next to you, his hand behind your back so you could lean against him. Natural, without speaking, like you'd done those motions together a thousand times.

Walking one of the trails, nearly bumping into each other for how close you were. Reaching to hold his hand so that the awkwardness lifted, and your steps became synchronized.

Cooking a dinner for the family, moving easily around each other as you kept things from burning.

And fighting alongside each other, shoulder to shoulder. Wind following your movements, never worrying about your back- the wolf had it, just as you had his.

Your future was with his. His was with you.

You could see finally see it.

~~*~~

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hi! i love your work! i live for your forget me not stuff. i was wondering if you could write relationship hcs for diggers? if it's not too much trouble.

;R1999 DIGGERS - Relationship Headcanons

Compilation of headcanons about Diggers in a romantic relationship.

cracks knuckles. I'm a bit rusty so bear with me while I get the braincell juice going. as a disclaimer, we dont have the transcript of his anecdote and 1.1 was sooo long ago so my memory is blurry and I'm mostly going by his info as a playable character

Whereas some characters may struggle exploring their identity, let alone deviate from a conventional and traditional relationship, Diggers is absolutely not one of them.

Because of the countercultures he's related to and his overall character, he strikes me as the type of person who has a close relationship with the concept of love--in all of its forms, regardless of any labels. His artistic eye allows him to find beauty anywhere he looks, no matter how hidden it may be, and thus has an easier time bonding with people even if those interactions may be one-sided. With his open mind, I think he would also have a lot of experience with relationships and dating overall, contrary to popular belief; polycules, unlabeled relationships, open relationships, QPRs, you name it.

If his enthusiasm when advocating for a better world that focuses on the arts and connecting with each other is anything to go by, then one can also expect Diggers to give his all when it comes to much more personal matters, such as his potential partners. I wouldn't say he's actively looking for a relationship, more so that these just tend to naturally happen and he simply goes with the flow.

Of course, there's another layer of Diggers that is often overlooked in favour of his role as comedic relief within 1.1 Theft of the Rimet Cup--he is very insistent and enthusiastic with his beliefs of utopia, but he isn't oblivious to reality by any means. When inspecting his character, it becomes clear that this passion is an active choice he makes despite the futility of his actions, or rather, the lack of support his ideas receive and the lack of impact he makes on the world. I feel like this perseverance works as a double-edged sword, being a strength of his as well as a weakness.

On one hand, Diggers would be a great partner who gives his all and beyond to make things work, able to adapt to those around him and notice the little details. On the other hand this can result in him becoming blindsided, stubbornly delusional in his pursuit of a happy ending for everyone. It's certainly a tricky balance, a quirk that certainly doesn't appeal to everyone.

On the subject of Diggers and long-time committment.

As stated before, it's easy for Diggers to be attracted to the beauty within people around him. This, along with his open mind, experience and his passion as an artist might lead people to think he's the type to rush head first into a relationship, and dream about staying with his partner forever, but I like to think it's just the opposite!

With how much thought he gives to community and connection, Diggers understands that love takes time and active effort, a solid foundation with mutual understanding from all parties involved. He's always down to meet new people and see what happens, and even has a romantic streak--meet cutes, soulmates, the idea of fate bringing people together, or even defying fate itself to be together, you name it--but he never expects nor demands a relationship, let alone one that should last forever.

Part of me likes to attribute this to Diggers being so used to losing, the subtle sense of loneliness that seems to follow him as a character who can never earn the spotlight, let alone be remembered. So when he does get noticed, when he does find someone who is willing to commit to a relationship with him, or who brings out the best in him, he's aware of the efforts, the risks and the fact that things are meant to change; he'd rather let go, ending things amicably and part ways than hinder his or his partner's growth.

I feel it works for his character, to have this oddly mature and solid grasp on life and its twists, especially when it comes to people. He's definitely someone who priotizes the journey rather the destination!

If you want to fly, then go and fly! Who is he to keep you trapped in the same spot? Who says you two can't meet again in the future and pick up the relationship where you left it off?

This isn't to say that he can go through a break-up unscathed; Diggers will cry, either on the spot or in the privacy of his van, he's so full of emotion it's impossible for him to not whimper. It's always a memorable sight whenever Diggers starts crying and wailing while encouraging you to live your life and thanking you for the good memories.

On the subject of Diggers and how he acts in a relationship.

I feel like not a lot would change, since his relationships are born from friendship and honest commitment--he's already close friends with whoever he's dating!

Things that come to mind are perhaps the fact that Diggers trusts you wholeheartedly, and thus you're privy to all of his stunts and plans to vandalize the town as a way to protest and spread his message of utopia. You're his partner in crime, literally, the one he seeks out to make sure his plans are sound and doable. And he might whine and pout and argue his case whenever you point out how ridiculous his ideas might be, but most of the time, he listens to your advice. Most of the time. Diggers is still reckless daredevil, but you can bet that you will be the first person he goes to should he get injured or caught.

You will also hear a lot of his more melacholic and contemplative thoughts; it's no secret that Diggers feels very strongly about peace and the consequences of war, thinking about the philosophy of a simpler life and what not. But at times, the world does get to him, and he'd enjoy hearing your thoughts on the matter, regardless of your stance and own opinions, as a way to ground himself.

If you opt to comfort him, then get ready for his more clingy and needy side. This is when he will show absolutely ZERO shame, asking you to hold him for hours on end while he cries or complains about the state of the world and how unappreciated he feels.

I like to think that this doesn't happen on reverse, though; Diggers is proactive when it comes to the affairs of others, especially those he cares about, so he might come across as insensitive or a bit dense when you go to him for comfort and his first instinct is to take you outside to revolutionize the world and find solutions to whatever is bothering you.

But it's as easy as being clear and vocal about what you want! Just like him!

If it's difficult for you, he would encourage you to write instead, or find any other way to communicate your thoughts, no matter what they are. I feel like Diggers is the type of boyfriend who can never make his partner feel unseen or unheard, it might be overwhelming at times with his impulsiveness (especially if the Muse calls for it), but he definitely doesn't want you to end up like him, struggling for attention.

Round of cute things I can't fit in a cohesive bullet point.

Speaking of arts and the muses, you will inevitably end up becoming the subject of his many, many works of art. And you will get an endless stream of sculptures, paintings, poems and other gifts in whatever art medium from him. And you better smile and nod, because the second Diggers notices the slightest bit of hesitation, he will assume he's fucked up somewhere along the way and he needs to create something bigger and better, something more meaningful for you.

Considering how spontaneous Diggers is, I think he would be the type to take you on a roadtrip unprompted, just you and him against the world to sightsee and free yourselves from the big city. Be warned: a lot of things WILL go wrong.

Oh, he would love to have you play with his hair and teach you how to braid flowers into it, he thinks it's super relaxing and will mope around if it gets ruined by the wind or the rain. You can probably tell Diggers is around just by the flower petals he keeps shedding around the house.

His favorite thing to do on a date is to lay by the grass on a summer day and look at the clouds together, simple and easy. Hell, even if it rains, he will insist that you to soak together for a while and enjoy a little splash--Diggers will get sick, and he will be insufferable when he does, but if he got you to laugh and forget about the horrors of capitalism for a moment, then it was worth it.

I really love the headcanon that Diggers has a very low pain tolerance threshold, so getting his current tattoos were a huge pain and he won't get any others, not even something meaningful related to you. BUT! He can have something better, he can have you doodle on his arm with a marker or a pen--that way it's much more intimate, because it's a direct gift from you that can always change. It brightens his day whenever he catches a glimpse of these doodles, even if all you do is write silly things for him.

[everythingisawayoflife]

EVEN MORE Random Dead Poets Headcanons

i’m jonesin for some dead poets content real bad without putting myself through the tragedy that is the movie so why not create the content myself

while neil as an only child makes so much sense, i can see him having a little sister, who he loves very much. he’s very protective over her and is the best big brother in the world :,)

i feel like we should also get into the family numbers for each poets cause except for todd, no one mentions having siblings but i feel like with maybe the exception of cameron and charlie, none of them are only children

pitts: only boy in a family full of girls. he has three sisters.

meeks: a nutty nutty part of me wants to say meeks was a twin but then he absorbed his twin in the womb. imagine two meeks’. crazy. (EDIT 05/26/25: meeks has a twin sister. i always felt off abt this headcanon and couldnt tell why it felt 99% right instead of 100%. she is his polar opposite but she loves him so much it hurts, her name is cecilia and she is named after the patron saint of music and musicians. meeks is the friend with the designated hot sister that is always pointed out everytime they interact with her and she leaves the room. meeks cant count how many times he’s hit charlie for hitting on his sister after she’s left the room)

knox: he has an older sister. i see her being engaged or married by the time knox is a junior in high school

meeks likes to sit outside when he gets stressed. as technology focused as he is, getting back in touch with nature (or quite literally, touching grass) is incredibly important to him

charlie is a grandma’s boy . her name is carol and shes the coolest lady alive in charlie’s eyes. she chainsmokes, drinks tough, and spoils him rotten (carol has lore, she has been around the BLOCK)

meeks has an eccentric pet situation at home. he’s got a turtle, two gerbils, a lizard, a ferret, five fish, and a guinea pig. they’re all named after important scientists and/or historical figures.

^^the turtle’s name is darwin, the lizard is newton (HA), the guinea pig is pavlov (meeks doesnt have a dog but since the dogs WERE the guinea pigs in that experiment, he feels that’s close enough), the ferret is faraday, the gerbils are marie and pierre curie, and the fish are einstein, franklin, galileo, copernicus, and kepler. fucking nerd (affectionate)

pitts is a comic book nerd. anytime welton students are allowed free time off campus, he goes straight to wherever he can find the comics. i think he’s a marvel comics nerd (which at that time was known as atlas comics, fun fact. it became known as marvel comics in 1961)

charlie and neil had planned to travel across the world after graduation. they were gonna go backpacking in the mountains in switzerland, smoke in french clubs, drink italian wine, the lot. charlie abandons these specific plans after neil’s death but travels around the world whenever he can

i dont think cameron let himself really be happy after the events of junior year. he’s the type of person who expects something bad to happen after a long streak of happiness. so he never lets his guard down like that again. he knows what he did alienated the rest of the group and it really does hurt him but he doesn’t let it show

neil has a cat. he has a proper name but like any reasonable cat owner, he calls him anything but. the nicknames range from sweet things like “little man” to crazy things like “stinky rat bastard” somebody give this cat a government name (i couldnt think of anything, naming meeks’ pets took all my brain power)

pitts has the miraculous ability to fall asleep anywhere. classroom? sleeping. cafeteria? dead to the world. a really noisy restaurant? he’s honk shooing.

neil and todd both wear mouth guards to sleep. todd is a teeth grinder and neil’s jaw doesn’t sit right when he lays in bed (i am projecting on neil as i am currently lying in bed with a mouth guard for my jaw)

meeks is really into gladiators. like he knows everything about them.

charlie makes fun of people who sleep with their socks on. cameron sleeps with his socks on.

knox talks in his sleep. its actually quite frightening.

“no, get out of the corner.” “knox. who is in this corner.”

pitts’ lips are always bleeding cause he’s always chewing the skin off of them. he’s a lip biter who always loses chapstick too.

todd had a lisp growing up

out of all of them, knox is the best kisser. the worst? its a tie between meeks and cameron.

okay i ran out of ideas enjoy

[lovelybucky1]

a little gross drabble inspired by @hanasnx’s most recent hayden thirsts

warnings: gender neutral!reader, armpit kink, scent kink, teasing, playful bullying, fwb, mentions of sex, dont like dont read, 18+ minors dni

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you and anakin have been friends for almost half your life, ever since he came to the temple to begin his jedi training. you’ve grown up together, and while your friendship was innocent and nothing more as children, as you got older, your eyes started to wander.

being as close as you two are, it was only natural that your sexual experimentation was done together. you swear you and anakin have tried everything, and you feel there isn’t much left to experience.

now in your early twenties with the innocence of childhood long gone, you would describe your relationship with anakin as friends with benefits. you love him, of course, but the idea of dating him makes you want to gag. you’re best friends who just so happen to fuck, because they just so happen to know everything the other likes in bed.

seeing as you’re just friends, anakin has no qualms about bullying you. he’ll play pranks on you, flip you on your back during sparring, use the force to hide objects and move chairs out from under you. you try to give as good as you get, but with his size and strength, he does have an advantage over you.

you’re pretty open with anakin, he is your best friend after all. you don’t have many secrets, and he knows you very intimately. what he doesn’t know, however, is how much you like it when he stinks. every time you train with him, or even stand next to him, you try to get a whiff. he smells so masculine and strong and it makes your knees weak.

you know it’s gross and embarrassing and abnormal.you know you could never tell him because he’ll never let you live it down. he’d constantly be riling you up just to leave you hanging, aching. that’s why you’ve kept it a secret… up until now.

you were in the training room practicing your hand to hand, nothing out of the ordinary. you almost had the upper hand until anakin wrapped his arm around your neck. the crook of his elbow cradled your head and he pulled you in, effectively preventing you from going anywhere.

the issue was, your nose was pressed right into his armpit. his musk was strong, having accumulated after hours of fighting. the shirt he wore was wet with sweat and the scent filled your nose. it smelled good; anakin always smelled so good. it smelled like sex, like pleasure, and you wanted all of it. combined with him physically restraining you, using all those muscles against you, your head started to spin.

“are you sniffin’ my pits?” he asked after he heard you take a deep inhale.

immediately you began to stammer, trying to come up with an explanation.

“no, i just-” you started, voice muffled by his arm.

“nah, you are. how’s that smell, huh? you like that?” he said, voice teasing.

mercifully, he gave you some slack to pull your head back and look up at him. your eyes were glassy and lust blown, even after something as simple as that.

“what’s that look for?” he asked

“nothin’”

“nothing? then why do you look like you’re about to cum in your pants just from smelling me?”

you couldn’t meet his eyes. “smells good.”

he let out a chuckle. “don’t get shy on me. i know you have a thing for it.” you looked up at him with wide, worried eyes. “you’re so fuckin’ obvious. i haven’t worn deodorant in months just so your slutty ass could get off on it.”

“h-how did you find out?”

you want to evaporate, melt right through the floor to escape this humiliating conversation.

“i know my workout clothes don’t magically disappear from my room and end up in yours,” he rolls his eyes. “and you always stand right next to me, especially when it’s hot out, and… you’re always more desperate for me when i’m sweaty.”

“anakin i’m-”

“shut up.”

“what?”

“shut up. i don’t care what you’re into. honestly i think it’s hot that you want me so bad you’d sniff my dirty clothes just to get off.”

anakin let you go and stepped away from you so he had enough room to take off his shirt. he tossed it to the floor and let you admire him in all of his tanned, muscular glory. he raised his arms and clasped his hands behind his neck, putting both of his hairy armpits on display.

he smirks at you, “go ahead, it’s all yours.”

[thirdofdxcember]

hold on let me give you guys the tea

summary at top in case tldr: my friend told me a guy shes friends with thought i was cute, i let her give him my number, but im conflicted on how i feel.

BUT THERE'S A LOT TO UNPACK HERE

basically i was texting my friends while on break at work and mentioned "oh this one guy do u know him he's on swim and ive thought he was good looking he also works here and blah blah blah" and my friend CASUALLY GOES "oh yeah that reminds me i know a guy who told me he thought you were cute." and i need you guys to understand that nobody has ever thought that about me. like. ever. i literally didn't believe her.

(not doxxing myself but the crossed out part is my real name and the long one is my full first middle last name😭😭)

and so i was like well tell me who. and she did. lets call this kid. hmmm what name. i just looked up a random object generator we'll call him seatbelt. so seatbelt is an interesting guy. he's weird, but when i say that i sound like a bitch. im a weird kid, as in not popular, small but close friend group, "nerdy" interests, i mean im on TUMBLR so yknow. but he's actually weird. like he kinda gives off bad vibes and his friend group is kinda iffy. not a bad person, but not a great one. but also he's not not a good person. idk how to explain it.

so then i consulted my best friend of eight years of course. she knows him from cross country and she was like ehhh idk bc hes not the best. she was like yeah he's not it. but she was also saying maybe give him a chance.

i cant get a screenshot of her saying yes but u gotta trust me bc my parents took my phone so im relying on screenshots i alr sent people lol. but after this convo she was like hmm and i said what if i just give him a chance. it's likely not gonna go anywhere, in fact i am certain that it won't go anywhere. but im a nice person and if i were in his position, i would at least want a chance even if its very slim, yknow? so i told her that and she agreed so i said "so you think i should?" and she said "Yes" thats the exact message and i know that bc she refused to admit that ITS HER FAULTTT I WASNT GONNA DO IT BUT SHE SAID YES

so then the mutual friend who told me about seatbelt, i told her i said you can give him my number but dont tell him i like him back. because im conflicted but dont tell him anything i said about him. im just conflicted. because okay the way i talk about him makes him sound like a terrible person and makes you be like "eun what are you thinking" BUT HESN OT THAT BAD. shit i sound lke im trying to defend him. im not. i dont like him. he likes me and im trying to be nice. but he is an interesting guy. the thing is, my other best friend (it was a group chat but she didnt reply until later) told me that she had a class with him and he was super sweet and it was an animation class so he would go around and help other people. so then i was like well which is the real seatbelt, him with or without his friends??

of his friend group tho, he's the best one. if it was anyone else in his friend group it wouldve been an automatic sorry but no. he doesnt look terrible (MAY EMI SHUT UP) like he's not the best looking guy ever but he's nice looking he's tall he has glasses i like glasses ykwim. there's wayyy worse out there lookswise. i just dont know how i feel personality wise. im deciding to give him the benefit of the doubt. if he acts weird or i dont like the way it's going im gonna be honest with him and say hey so this isnt gonna work out. but it's worth giving him a shot.

my two best friends are both saying opposite things tho. the one in the screenshot who knows him from cross country said "its a good experience because youll have a story to tell later on and youll know how to reject guys in the future" 😭😭 but the other was saying "well maybe giving him a chance will be worth it and he's actually nice and something comes out of it." so idk which way im leaning more towards.

all i know is that he has my number and is gonna text me sometime tomorrow. ill keep yall updated...

[rewritingcanon]

rate how freaky the marauders ships are

lmfaooo im crying is this my legacy, like what do you mean rate, rate out of 10? 😭

nsfw under cut ig 💀🙏

wolfstar: i cant really see them being that freaky in hogwarts years just because i dont think sirius’ libido is that crazy high and i bet remus had a bunch of body perception issues…. but after PoA….. the make up sex about to go crazy. 7/10.

jily: i dont think theres a million kinks in this one but i could say much that’s basically summed up by: lily got knocked up at 19. thats all imma say. like getting married at 18 just shows they were in loveeee in love, but getting pregnant at 19 shows they had the freakiness to back it. 10/10 freaky as hell, not even wartime could stop the nut.

dorlene: yeahhhh they were freaky they were disgusting idk if i want to go into more detail because digital footprint but yeahhhh. they call her marlene mcfreakinnon and dofreak meadowes. 9.5/10.

rosekiller: i dont think they were ravaging each other every second of the day, they’re the couple to take baths with each other without feeling the need to do anything, they just want to be close. but when they would have sex they would be SO freaky. theyre such weirdos they deserve jailtime for what they do together. 9/10. FREAKS.

tedromeda: i bet their only freaky experiences with each other were during their hogwarts years because they had to sneak around to not be found out. so they couldnt go to their respective dorms, they’d get caught. soooo. what did they use? empty classroom? broom closet? room of requirement? either way, FREAKY. 7/10 (they chill out once they get older).

nobleflower: ngl these two are not freaky. in fact theyre too not-freaky. im begging for them to get their freak on UGHH. 2/10 (two points for sexual repression on narcissa’s side).

quillkiller: its bellatrix lestrange, what do you think? 10/10 freakiness by default.

lucissa: ngl i feel like theres a rough start to this one but as soon as draco is born, i think they find their way. like the opposite of breeding kink (they had no idea there were other ways! 🤯). 7/10.

fralice: nahhh not freaky theyre too lovey dovey. but hey at least theyre enjoying themselves. also i think they’re a bit obsessed with each other so 4/10.

emmary: mid-freaky tbh. theyre not gonna do it just anywhere, they have decorum. but some days…. 5/10

marthur: they had SEVEN CHILDREN. 10/10 not hearing any arguments. that d was good.