#gets to be with her papa

[probably-impossible]

Sister: I support all the Papas equally. :)

Also Sister: I don't care for Terzo.

[pjs-everyday]

Anya giving Loid a hug pretty pretty pls <3

Smmuuuuuushhhhhh!! 💓💓💓 thank ya for sending this ask! 🐥

[rosieofcorona]

i don't often headcanon my faves as parents, but there's a charm to solas as a father that just...appeals to me. i've seen other folks posit that he'd never talk down to a child, and i agree with that fully, but he's got a silly streak for all his stoicism, and i think he'd also humor them quite a bit. i can see him wanting very much to foster their imagination, especially with art and play and storytelling.

he’d let them paint murals alongside his own. he’d play pranks with them (DAI lizard prank callback, anyone?). he'd restructure some of the great elven histories as bedtime tales, and not really skip out on the hairier details, and then encourage thoughtful critique of said bedtime tales. intentionally or not, he'd almost definitely raise a small historian, who'd have no problem correcting any inconsistencies in his recollections. a real treat for fen'harel, i'm sure.

in my view, he'd cherish the chance to see and experience both the fade and the waking world through fresh eyes. mythal says he watched the world for so long as a spirit, only to suffer when he joined it himself. i think this would be a chance to start over, to see things as a child sees them, to rediscover old joys and fascinations. centuries of wonder made wondrous again.

and i think, too, that it would give him an opportunity to teach someone as he's always wanted to. a new little spirit to nurture and guide. someone who loves him right from the beginning, and who relies on his wisdom. who lets him meet his purpose, and loves him unquestioningly, the way lavellan does.

[emacrow]

Commander Johnson, I-I think I found what or who been stealing our extra spare material supplies

Astronaut Jennifer said in the com as she stared, standing stiff as a board if it weren't for the gravity of Mars making it difficult.

What she was staring at couldn't be human but yet so close and eldritchic- alien like as the inner part of her mind was screaming danger danger, That Is Not A Human Being, Run RUN RUN,HIDENOWHIDENOWNOWNOW

It's look like a adult, a very slim and very tall adult if it weren't for the fact that his skin was tanned with a bit of splash of starlights all over, wearing a suit made of galaxies covered in red Mars rocks, his hair was white, whiter then the clouds on earth, ears pointy and curled a bit as if it wa to shield or reflect to what its was hearing(but they has moved back in a aggressive manner thar remind her of snuffles when threaten) and eyes glows so ominously Neon Green with black instead of white surrounding the iris, splatter of star like freckles that looks like he almost has two pupils mixing into a slits like in each of them.

Teeths razor sharp and thick, as the thing looks like it was growling at her with his body arch over, hands with extra digits of long blacken claws like nails dig into the dirt, hiding all the stuff that the alien had stolen along with a lil head of another mar baby, it weren't for the fact there was no sounds in space, she would've been screaming float running back to her headquarters base.

She was only patrolling the part of the base where they were trying to grow plants in one of the green houses they painstaking made on Mar, but then she saw the glow of unnatural green slipping out of the sealed tight glass.

Curiosity took the best of her as she put on her suit and went to check at that spot is where she find what seem to be a native Mar creature and its baby hoarding all the missing stuffs that they had lost in the base, along with the missing robot, opportunity as the top of it's hoard pile in a makeshift hole(it's a Nest and she has enter this creatures domains) near a small pool full of of oddly frozen water that glowed luminous.

It was a stand off between her and the creature not moving an inch until Jennifer's coms responded back as she flinched, her heart dropping snd face paling dramatically when the creature's ear flick a bit as it heard the static electric device.

"J-J-J-Jennifer, do you copy? I repeat, Do you copy?!?" Commander Johnson spoke a bit frantic.

Unawared of the danger he had put Jennifer in when she flinched, the creature lunged, Jennifer scrambling to turn around and hop/run back into the safety of the base as fast as she could.

Like inspiration for @tinycoded360

[t8oo]

[kabukiaku]

so I picked up Pocket Camp again after like 4 years lol. Made Terzo! 🖤💜✨

Dead Astaire creator code: MA-4460-5759-2528

Papal Paint creator code: MO-S91B-NH4X-0QP1

[countmothra]

The “end of the rainbow” line in Excelsis and the “Wizard of Oz” line in Respite, Sister Imperator and Markia Psaltarian raised two Judy Garland diva worshipping gays.

[pikinanouart]

Headcanon that when a certain workaholic refuses to properly sleep, his family has to take unconventional mesures to make sure he rests.

One of them is The Burrito Treatment.

[just-more-pr0mts]

The Tranquilizer

In this AU the justice league and Danny have a sort of 'truce' where danny is part of the justice league but he's a heavy hitter so he only really comes out when it's a dire situation. (He was hit with the full jack fenton growth spirt in this)

Danny is also ruling the entire infinite realms as his main occupation, and is studying as a (whatever) major.

So combined with the recent attack on earth which he was called to, his finals and the new influx of ghosts and their paperwork Danny has been running off of a few hours of sleep and a weird concoction of caffeine and redbull. This admittedly was not good for his health and it was seriously starting to worry his significant other, a ferocious goth, Sam.

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Sam has had enough of Danny's nonsense he had not come to bed for the last 4 days and has been working himself to death no pun intented. So she packed up her things and made her way to the place she knew Danny would be.

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Danny knew this was coming, it had not happened in years bit Danny knew Sam never left home without it. He was just hoping that she would have atleast waited till he was done with he's meeting! What would Martian manhunt think of him after seeing his pregnant wife tranquilize him? Oh and how the hell was she able to carry his 6'3 figure while pregnant?!

[varpusvaras]

I really need to go to sleep but I also really need to get this out of my mind

Force Ghost Fox, wandering around the Galaxy. His brothers cannot see him. There aren't left any people who could see him, anymore.

He visits Bail and Breha, too, and sits with them and wishes that he could reach out, that he could tell them that he is right there.

He watches their daughter as well. A cute, tiny little thing. He sits besides her cot at nights and hums at her, even though he knows she cannot hear him. He watches her sleep as he does so, and he wishes that she was his, too.

One night, she awakens, and her little face scrunches up like she's going to cry. Fox shushes her, out of instinct, no matter how little it will be of help-

She stops, and looks up, and Fox swears that she is looking straight at him.

No, no, she cannot be. He is just imagining it.

Then she smiles, and reaches towards Fox.

[transthatmasc]

My brain keeps providing me with the outline for a trans Viktor pregnancy fic where he decides that the solution to him dying and being able to do nothing about it is to secretly give Jayce a child that can replace him even though it will surely kill him faster than his disease already is.

It would be body horror and angst and whump. There would NOT be a happy ending. Viktor’s discomfort with the constant reminder of his femininity as he grows a baby. The physical toll that it takes on his body as he is physically unable to eat enough to grow it. The feeling of it hollowing out his already brittle bones, sucking him dry for resources as he pours out his limited reserves away from trying to keep himself alive any longer. The isolation of doing it alone and without Jayce’s blessing, knowing full well that Jayce would never have had sex with him if he thought they weren’t on the same page about how dangerous it was for Viktor to have children.

Jayce does not figure out that Viktor is pregnant until he is so far along that there is nothing to do but hope the baby is viable before it kills Viktor. He beats himself up for not realizing sooner— for thinking it was just the illness ramping up. He quickly loses the energy for rage and instead shifts straight to grief, unable to enjoy the little time left he has with Viktor and the impending arrival of the child he has always wanted.

The baby is born very prematurely by emergency c section after Viktor’s lungs aren’t able to get enough oxygen for him or the baby. Viktor survives the birth but is simply unable to recover in any meaningful way from such an invasive surgery and passes away a couple days later. The baby is in the nicu for three weeks, born small and quiet, but eventually gets strong enough to breathe on its own and fuss when it’s hungry.

Jayce doesn’t know how to cope with the fact that he couldn’t convince Viktor that he was worth every second Jayce could possibly have with him. He doesn’t know how to cope with the constant reminder that Viktor loved him enough to give him a something to live for after he left but not enough to let him take care of him while he grew this final gift.

Jayce moves back in with his mom. He names his daughter Laska. She has golden eyes and little wisps of dark brown hair. Jayce thinks about killing himself but can’t waste the gift that Viktor has given him.

[cryptid-stuff]

Little sketch based on this post by @cirrus-ghoulette :3

It's sorta simple, but I'm in LOVE with the idea of the Papas coming and doing prayers with ghouls who can't make it to mass (in this case, the ghoul being Dew) and I also go feral about any chronically I'll ghoul headcanon so😭

[gayinajar]

I MIGHT BE ABLE GO SEE A GHOST CONCERT IN APRIL

AND SEE MY LONG DISTANCE GIRLFRIEND FOR THE FIRST TIME

AND ILL BE ABLE BRING MY CANE WITH ME TO TRAVEL

IV NEVER BEEN ABLE DO ANY OF THOSE THINGS BEFORE

IM SO FUCKING EXCITED

[nebby-exists]

Father and Flower..

I don’t have a proper title yet but father daughter time and some stuff after vanilla hearing his lil baby skaddled away (I should clarify he only finds out white orchid left home a month or more ago- he did get worried after he found out he couldn’t see through her eyes anymore-)

TW: Did NOT proofread at all / thoroughly, and chances are, all characters may end up being OOC(this could be wrong, but just in case).

Let us tell you a small story of The Saint and the Orchid. This little tale will be of before the Orchid became the Lantern, and when the bond between father and child hadn’t been distanced.

During an afternoon in the Fall, the Little Orchid was within a cozy corner of the library. The castle was big and known for its beauty and welcoming nature. Common it was to hear the chatter, teachings of the bishop, and footsteps of the loyal lambs. Yet in this little place, hidden away, all that sound was muffled and near silent. All that could be heard was the turning of pages, the adjustment of getting comfortably seated on a little red cushion, and the oh so soft breathing of the Orchid. All was peaceful in this little lonely place, though lonely none the less.

As the little one read, they would hear nearing gentle footsteps. They were soft and careful, as if trying not to disturb or be noticed. Those familiar steps weren’t difficult for the Orchid to know it was. Smiling with mischief and glee, the book would be set down before she began climbing the shelves. High they were, but familiar the Orchid was to its sturdy shelves and climb.

Highest level she would sit, looking down with silent giggles as she sees the returning Saint walk within the library’s halls. It was clear he was looking for her, wondering what she may be reading now. ‘How funny it would be,’ thought the Orchid, ‘How funny and enjoying leaping off to see if he will catch me would be!’

Of course the little Orchid knew risks like a friend, but knew of her safety being certain.

The Saint would turn into the corner, peaking at the corner to see if she was reading still. Of course, he would be confused then amused at the missing sight, doubting she went far. He hummed with curiosity and amusement, looking about in the area as he steps in. His steps were beyond soft, not listening carefully enough would even leave them mute. The only indication of approach was the soft thump of his staff, but even that was near quiet as well. He looked about to see any indication of her hiding nearby, looking about to see if she was hiding behind one of the small cushions or the stacks of books she made from her reading.

indeed he did not find her, but thought of something. He brought his staff’s lower to his view, as it closed its eye, before opening. Its eye had swirled slowly into blur, with the sight becoming clearer.

As the sight of him being watched from high above came into clearness, so did the view of the orchid leaping off, floating down.

she would land onto his hat, somehow light enough not to break nor harm him. She giggles, her father joining in with a chuckle as he takes off his hat with caution. “There you are, my little angel. Trying to surprise me I presume?”

The Saint asks, his nigh-permanent smile warm with affection as he lowers it to view, the little Orchid smiling all the joyfully.

“did I?” The Saint hums with a nod, gently taking her off his large hat and holding her with one arm. “indeed my child, quite the surprise truly. Though please be careful now, I don’t want you getting hurt if you do it again.”

he places his hat back on his head, holding her with both his arms, one arm around her back and the other under her legs to support her.

”Book time papa?”

“mhm.”

He walks over to the plethora of cushions she was sitting around, plopping down and adjusting her onto his lap. She grabs one of the storybooks, a gleaming smile on her face as she hands it to him.

It was nothing new to the little orchid. Afterall, many a time he had came home, would he read a story to her, or tell about his days out. In trade, she would speak of her little adventures around the castle and the streets of what once was the vanilla kingdom. Oh the happy chatter and the occasional soft laughter.

Such joyous memories…

Ones the Saint will tend to reminisce of anytime he took time to read in that little corner where he sometimes found her. The soft lighting into the area, the gentle carpet, even the cushions often made into seats or a fort by the little orchid held the bit of warmth the child had. But now, she’s no longer there to greet him. No surprises nor hugs, not a single time of stories to be told since she had vanished. No matter how many times he checks to see what she sees, all he’s met with is a blur almost like a cloth. The Saint held hope that one day she will return, and their little story times and gleeful routine would resume again. New drawings would once again be seen on her little desk by the window, and the toys once again found scattered around from her playing. Is it strange to feel more happier at a messy room? Is it odd to feel worry or sorrow at a tidy and quiet room?

If so, then another oddity to add to the Saint’s character. A strange yet terrifying cookie he was to all outside the Lambs of Penance. However, he longed for the day he saw his little angel again. One who didn’t see him as a god nor messiah, yes, but one who saw him as a father and a kind one no less…

Or maybe, she found he was broken, from the loss of strong friendships to the agony of seeing darkness take over many….Only one may tell, and only the truth will allow her to understand….

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Beast ancients AU by @cuppajj

White Orchid/ Lantern Mage cookie by meeee :33

[kataraavatara]

nesta only three years older than feyre…three kids in three years was kind of diabolical of papa archeron idk

[conjuring-ghouls]

Terzo funny moments (3/?)

So me and @sxnnelysister are back with more parts for the Terzo series we've been working on! As always, you can check her blog for the next part (and give her a follow if you haven't already! 🖤)