#goes sooooOOOOO HARD

[marblegroves]

@cherrifire ‘s red diamond fusion 👉👈

[inkykeiji]

me vs letting a piece of writing be ‘good enough’ but not perfect

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ grrrrrrrrrr

[marleysfinest]

anybody here that follows me have kids? I need someone to tell me this shit gets better I am LOSING the will to live lmao

[le-velo-pour-dru]

I'M LITERALLY OBSESSED!!!!!!!!!!!!

[awesomehoggirl]

sat down to write about 6 times today i have to finish this short story before critique in class tomorrow and i cant lie it fucking sucks so far. which i know is like the reason critique is a thing but God you guys this is shaping up to be my sophomore slump after my killer debut

[whoslaurapalmer]

almost done rereading but I know that once I finish it I'll have to get all my thoughts down soon after which I do not have time for tonight bc my GO TO BED DAMMIT alarm will go off soon so. I will have to finish it tomorrowwwwwww

[grotius]

quastvert my beloved

[astuteology]

Some more astrology notes/observations🍀🦫

🪐Aries placements are more observant than Scorpio placements. Here's why- they are the babies of the zodiacs, and as a baby, they observe everyone and everything around them. Learning things on their own. Knows who has bad aura or energy.

🪐Planets in the 5th house makes you more appealing to others than planets in the 1st house.

🪐Capricorns placements are hard to anger but once angered, their rage is worse than an aquarius or a cancer.

🪐Underdeveloped cancers fit the stereotype of gemini having 2 faces than gemini itself.

🪐Mercury in the 1st house individuals are turned off "badly" by people who talk shit and speak with half knowledge.

🪐1st house moon has this brightness on their face that makes others stop and stare. I'm sure they've had this question "do I have something in my face?". Actually you do, it's your magnetism.

🪐Underdeveloped Scorpio rising are all talk and no action. They're gonna be like "oh I'm gonna show them why they shouldn't have done that!". And then they run away, avoiding confrontation.

🪐As much as an aries like direct, clear and open communication, they themselves act passive-aggressive sometimes.

🪐Speaking of aries, their love for freedom is above everything. They want love that frees them. Same goes for aquarius.

🪐Virgo's perfectionism can make them loyal and dedicated partners.

🪐Cancer sun + leo moon, when in an argument with their love, they became dramatic and attention seeking, needing reassurance.

🪐Aquarius sun + Scorpio moon makes the individual fear intimacy and emotional vulnerability. Aqua's reluctance to open up and scorpio's intense emotional needs. This create a push and pull dynamic.

🪐Taurus venus + Sagittarius mars makes an individual have conflicting desires. Commitment vs exploration. Stability vs adventure. Emotional intensity vs intellectual connection.

🪐Scorpio placements are often lost in their thoughts even more than gemini or pisces placements. They often feel like outsiders, observing life from afar.

🪐Leo placements are passionate. Like VERY passionate. They do be having a tendency to burn the bridges, quick and fast.

🪐Capricorns often possess a witty, understated sense of humor.

🪐Speaking of Capricorn, they are sooooooooo slow to trust. Even more than a Scorpio.

🪐Aries moon is as sensitive as cancer and pisces moon. They feel so deeply.

🪐Aries placements competitiveness can lead to sabotage and self destruction.

🪐Cancers strive for perfection more than a virgo. But this can lead to anxiety and burnout.

🪐Taurus placements can love you and never let you know. Ever.

🪐I've seen virgo placements being obsessive in relationships more than Scorpio placements. (Tell me why, please.)

🪐Sagittarius placements are often restlessness. They are looking for something that they don't even know.

🪐Mars square uranus- self destructive tendencies.

🪐Aries venus in the 12th house: hidden vulnerability- fear of loss. Fear of losing themselves or their lover.

🪐Mercury square neptune- inner turmoil and emotional depth.

🪐Moon square Saturn: inner critic. Perfectionism.

🪐Gemini in the 12th- easily distracted. Easily scattered. A small memory can scatter them.

🪐Cancer moon in the 12th: fear of abandonment. Fear of emotional rejection. Difficulty in trusting others.

🪐Sun square Jupiter- confidence or arrogance?

🪐Sun conjunct saturn- fear of not shining. Fear of not meeting the expectations. Self doubt.

🪐Mercury conjunct pluto- obsessive tendencies.

🪐Mercury square chiron- self doubt that feels like it goes on forever. Self criticism.

🪐Venus square Saturn- harmony or authenticity?

🪐Libra venus in the 12th- fear of opening up. Fear of being judged. Fear of angering your partner.

🪐Pluto square moon- terrified of superficial people tbh. They are very very very scared of opening up.

🪐Pluto trine neptune: rebirth. Transformation. Regeneration. Renewal.

🪐Jupiter square uranus: restlessness for something. Something that needs a change.

🪐Jupiter conjunct mars- fear if the unknown. (Strange? I know.)

🪐Saturn square moon- weight of responsibilities. Their head are usually heavy. (I'll fight with god to take half of your responsibilities.)

🪐Uranus square venus: detachment. Fear of intimacy. May even lose interest in love.

🪐Neptune square moon- reality or illusion? Is it real or is it fake? Am I being guided or am I being lied to?

🪐Scorpio in the 8th house is same as the Scorpio sun, moon or venus.

🪐Aquarius moon experience emotions in different ways, often needing space to process.

🪐Aquarius ascendant- unpredictable first impression.

[bananaactivity]

Sooooooooo MBAV x SCREAM (1996)???? Anyone???

Scream 1996 is not only my fav Horror movie but my favorite movie in general. I love this movie it’s great. So why not combine it with a show that I love also! MBAV is definitely not my fav show but it is one I like to make art of.

Character Swaps:

Billy Loomis= Ethan Morgan

Sydney Prescott= Sarah Fox

Stu Macher= Benny Weir

Tatum Riley= Erica Jones

Randy Meeks= Rory Keaner

I actually really like this Au idea… I’m definitely making more art for it. In a weird way it makes sense ya know??

Rory’s the goofy horror buff, Erica’s the sexy bestie, Ethan is also a horror buff but in wayyy more self righteous way, Sarah is uptight and vampires are always a sex allegory so that makes sense that she would be a “prude”, and most fittingly Benny is the goofy overacting friend who goes with wtv his bestie wants just for the lols.

I think I like this AU more than my Descendants AU I dunnoooo. It’s just a lot of fun fr.

I think that it’d be the same plot as Scream 1996 ignoring the other movies because that’s what I’ve been doing my whole life. I know some of the later movies are really good but I decided long ago I’d never watch them so boohoo.

I’m sure if I think about it hard enough I could fit some characters into other AU roles but I’m mostly gonna be doing screenshot redraws of the main 5…

Enjoyyyy and ask questions if you’d like!

[oodlyenough]

more arcane s2 thoughts in no particular order. this is pretty negative. woops

Cait, Vi, Caitvi

despite being what initially got me watching to begin with caitvi just never ended up being my primary interest with this show, so going into s2 it wasn't like I had very well formulated expectations or hopes. I think if I had I would maybe feel disappointed? They had some nice moments, they got the kiss and the sex scene, they're clearly endgame, etc, and that's nice, but it also felt like their relationship was so ... never really the star of the show or focus of the story to the extent I expected it to be. Did they even get a big fight-together battle-couple moment in the last ep, I don't think so? I didn't find the resolution to their Act 1 breakup especially good, I think Caitlyn owed Vi an apology and Vi deserved to be angry for longer than ten seconds.

I generally feel across both seasons that Vi's pain and trauma is rarely given as much weight as other characters', I was pretty underwhelmed by Caitlyn's dictator arc after being extremely interested in it at the end of act 1...

I dunno. I hope their stans liked it and are satisfied getting to see them kiss and have sex and be together and I wouldn't downplay the significance of The Couple in Arcane being a lesbian couple. But I wasn't personally very compelled or moved by it.

Jinx

Like the above I'm not a Jinx academic by any means but I think if I were I would be frustrated by how cyclical her arc was in season 2. And no, having Silco show up to be like "it's a cycle" doesn't really justify the narrative interludes. Isha is a hard sell of a character for me because I don't ... generally want little kid characters around ... and I found Jinx (basically) looking straight into the camera to say "gee you are just like me, Powder, when I was a little kid, which reminds me of being Powder, is this how Silco felt, is this how Vi felt" to be hamfisted. But some of the scenes with the two of 'em and Sevika were cute ... only for Isha to die and Jinx to be depressed, again, and then come through the other side, again, and then "die", again. Like if we wanted to deal with depressed Jinx we started off s2 that way...

I've seen other posts by Jinx fans that articulate much better the ways in which she goes from the driving plot force in s1 and main autonomous actor to just kind of being wafted around by plot in season 2 so I won't repeat them. But I think they are right. I also question the way her mental illness was portrayed -- or rather wasn't... -- in season 2. Powder in the AU showing no sign of illness (despite baby Powder in the main timeline already having some of that going on, pre-Vander death)... I mean, sure, she's got a support system etc in that world, and one can argue we don't spend enough time with AU Powder to necessarily see it, but combined with the Isha stuff it just kind of felt like a weird message.

Sevika

I love Sevika, one of my faves from s1. I was so excited she seemed to get a bigger role in act 1 and then in the first ep of act 2. And then she never spoke again. What the hell man... like damn... really?????!? Not a WORD in act 3? I'm sure this was some of the stuff they trimmed to get that finale down to 50 minutes but god that sucks, so much, in ways a wordless shot of her in the council chamber can't really resolve. Which leads me to

Piltover-Zaun

I have to admit I don't think the class politics in s1 are as good as they were reported to be, so I didn't have high hopes, but MAN is Piltover going "hey we need cannon fodder <3 thanks" not... a reasonable resolution... especially after an indeterminate time of Piltover being EVEN MORE oppressive with Caitlyn enforcing martial law. It was sooooooooo ridiculous. Also, lol @ the show acting like hextech is solely responsible for the suffering of the undercity. If only Vi, Jayce and Viktor weren't around we'd have a equitable utopia. Sure Jan.

Sky

One of the most offensively written female characters I've seen in recent media. A spectacular, zero-effort failure from the writers. What a horrible decision to write this poor girl, a Black woman no less, and give her absolutely no characterization outside of an unrequited crush on a gay white man. In season 1 I could forgive most of it because a show like Arcane needs redshirts and it's just unfortunate they made this particular redshirt a young Black woman. There are so many other complex and developed women in the show, I thought, they can afford to have some minor ones who aren't.

But oh my god season 2. The ghost hallucination which they never even clarify as being "really" Sky or just being the Hexcore or just being his own imagination of guilt because neither the show nor Viktor give enough of a fuck to explain fhglakhdglh. Even posthumously she barely has any dialogue except to reference off-screen conversations with Viktor we never see them have and then die again. "No you won't" ?????? It is ridiculous that they wrote this.

[holyadoptionpapersbatman]

*twirls hair*Sooooooooo, there's this post by @brucewaynehater101 of a Sherlock AU

And, this is a 'Yes, and' site. Rather than go, 'Yes, but imagine', I've decided to make a separate post *giggles*

Bernard Dowd as Irene Adler.

For those who don't know, In the original books by Sir Conan, Irene Adler is a character that could match Sherlock's wit. I'm just going off on memory here, but some King was scared of being blackmailed because he was about to get married and he had a previous relationship with Irene. Irene also had pics of him and her together, and he was scared that this is the blackmail that could be used against him and stop the marriage. So, he calls Sherlock, Sherlock makes up plans and creates traps. And every single time, Irene manages to evade him, and cunningly trap him back. Sherlock never wins.

In the end, Sherlock realizes that the reason why Irene kept the photo was to avoid the King's wrath. She also goes tells him that she's about to be married, and the king really don't need to give a shit of where she's at.

As payment for all the hard work Sherlock had done, he asks the King for a picture of Irene, and the rest is history!! (BBC's Irene Adler is a Badass Dominatrix *swoons*)

SO----

Say Tim (Sherlock in this AU) and Kon (Watson in this au) are both adults in this non-superpowers AU. Kon, finding out that Tim had a horrible history with women as lovers, jokes that maybe Tim should try his hand with guys (you're not subtle Kon).

It's at this moment that Zoanne shows up, Tim's old high school sweetheart. Apparently, she's now married with a kid. However, a few months back, she and her husband were fighting with each other, badly. She ended up flirting with a co-worker of hers: Bernard Dowd.

Tim remembers Bernard. He hasn't seen him since their friend, and his late girlfriend, Darla died.

Apparently, Zoanne and Bernard's 'relationship' turned into something more, but her relationship with her husband had also been on the mend. She confessed to Bernard that she was married, and that she chooses to go back to her husband. That was the last she's seen of him.

Inwardly she was worried that their relationship might get outed to her husband, but she was also worried about where Bernard might be and how the man was because he also hadn't been showing up to work for a whole week.

Tim and Kon get on the case, they figure out what Bernard had been up to. They discover that Bernard got caught up with some pain cult, the Cult of Dionysus, and that's he's been an established member for years. Tim tries his utmost best to convince Bernard to leave.

To Bernard, the way Tim planned to catch him, laid traps for him, and even tried dismantling the cult, was just both funny and adorable. He made plans and traps of his own to thwart Tim.

It all ends the moment Bernard reveals that he's been dismantling the cult on his own from the inside.

Tim asks if he was doing this to take his mind off the heartbreak, and Bernard reveals that, 'no!' He's never had much more than a fling in his romantic pursuits, and Zoanne wasn't any different. The confession just so happened to coincide his plans of taking down the cult, but it also gave him a good reason to disappear and hide under the 'impression' of a heartbreak.

The past week had been the most fun Bernard had in years. He tells Tim to tell Zoanne that she doesn't need to worry about him saying anything, and that he wishes her and her family well.

Tim is amazed by Bernard's cunning, and wondered why he's never seen this when they were both in high school. The two had been close at the hip in school, and the only constant about Bernard that Tim always noticed was that Bernard had always been a flirt with the girls, and had even attempted to flirt with Tim's stepmom.

Bernard gets into Tim's space, like he usually does, and wraps an arm around Tim's shoulders, winking towards Kon, who was just aggressively confused on why he was getting a little bit angry.

Then, he gives Tim the number to his burner phone. Bernard says that he might not contact Tim, but he'd never miss a call should Tim end up using it. Tim keeps the number under a photo of them both in high school that was framed in his room.

Bernard quits his job, because although the cult in the city he lived in is dismantled, it doesn't mean they didn't exist in other places. It's not safe for him to stay in one place.

He bids Tim goodbye, and for the rest of the AU, his mind would sometimes come back to Bernard.

Weeks or months later, Jason (who I headcanon as Mycroft...) and Kon tells Tim that Bernard Dowd had been killed off in some foreign country after successfully taking down the whole cult. Tim emotionlessly sips his energy drink, while reminiscing in a flashback of going on a 'business trip', saving Bernard's life, but also killing off Bernard's 'identity'.

Somewhere out there, Alvin Draper is relieved of his international crimes and works professionally for the FBI.

[brackenfur]

i think medicine cat fireheart is my favorite au currently because it really doesn’t make warriors an entirely different series, if anything i feel like it highlights traits fireheart already has in the books but focuses them in different areas, and it takes scenes that exist in the books and twists them in an interesting way,,,,, like silverstreams death for example - shes the first patient fireheart loses on his own, and she’s also his best friends mate, and she dies after he and graystripe have been fighting about her and he feels so guilty about her death, even though yellowfang swears he did all he could and even though graystripe knows that fireheart tried as hard as he could - but fireheart is so guilty, and it’s even worse when graystripe goes to riverclan (which also makes silverstream visiting fireheart from starclan even more meaningful imo)

or his relationship with bluestar and yellowfang - bluestar is his patient when she’s sick with green cough and loses her second to last life, and fireheart is trusted with caring for her and healing her - while yellowfang is his mentor now

i just love it sm i feel like fireheart being a medicine cat is sooooooooo interesting

[doc-pickles]

sent to save me | sidney crosby (ch. 1)

series masterlist

summary: sid meets nikita’s best friend and runs into a ghost from the past

warnings: none! :)

author’s note: hello! sooooooooo I have probably a million other things to do/write but this came to me and I knew I needed to write it. this is going to be a series and will probably be a lot angstier than my vegas series. I have some ideas for what’s going to happen and I can’t wait to share them with y’all!! anyways I hope yall enjoy this!

xoxo

nina

(ps - title is from ‘always been you’ by shawn mendes)

It starts off innocently enough. He’s at Geno’s for dinner like he does once a week. Nikita is babbling away next to him about everything he’s learning in first grade.

“And Mrs. Riley is super nice and I get to sit next to Vivie who always shares her fruit snacks,” Nikita says all of this at a speed that Sid can barely comprehend but he simply nods at his godson.

“Always with Vivie,” Anna coos as she ruffles Nikita’s hair, her other hand coming to rest against her swollen belly. “Attached at the leg you two.”

Sid chuckles and gently corrects Anya which has her rolling her eyes as she squeezes his arm. Being with his best friend and his family made going home to an empty house hard, but Sid knew he wouldn’t trade his weekly dinners at the Malkin house for anything.

“Vivie is my best friend in the whole world,” Niki rambles on as he runs out of the room. He comes back with a picture frame and shows it proudly to Sid. “This is us at science camp over the summer.”

Sid’s brows furrow as soon as he looks at the photo. The little girl with her arm wrapped around Nikita is a bit shorter than him, dirty blonde hair pulled back into braids. Her big brown eyes are staring up at the camera, upturned nose and gap toothed grin framed with freckles and a set of dimples. Sid stares at the photo for probably a bit too long, the little girl looking somehow familiar even though he knows he’s never met her.

“Nice picture Niki,” Sid smiles when he finally tears his eyes away from the frame. Anya is watching him carefully but doesn’t say anything as Nikita begins talking about how much he loves math.

The rest of the night is uneventful, Geno’s steak and potatoes going over well with everyone at the table. If he and Anya notice that Sid is quieter than usual they don’t say anything to him. It’s not until he’s playing outside with Nikita after dinner that Sid catches his friends whispering to each other as they wash dishes.

When he gets home later Sidney doesn’t even take his shoes off before he’s walking down the hallway to his study. The photo album is tucked into the farthest bookshelf, the dark leather binding helping it to blend in. But he knows exactly where it is, exactly what it feels like in his hands. He pulls it off the shelf and holds it for a moment before opening it to the first page.

‘To Sidney, the love of my life. Happy anniversary babe!

xoxo A’

The handwriting is loopy and decidedly womanly. He traces his fingers over the words reverently before flipping the page. Sid’s breath hitches as his eyes lock on the photo there. Blonde hair, shining green eyes, and a dimpled smile so wide he still sees it every once in a while when he closes his eyes.

There’s a part of him that wants so badly to flip through every page, to take in the smiling woman on the pages and the version of himself that seems to have faded without her. Instead he closes the photo book, shelving it again before he goes out to the living room and pours himself a glass of scotch.

“Why the hell am I still here if you can’t make me a priority Sidney?”

“I’m trying! Don’t you see that? But I also have a team to think about, a whole fucking franchise riding on my shoulders! Don’t they matter too?”

The night and all of his regrets replayed in Sid’s head often. Annie’s tear soaked face, the words they both carelessly yelled at each other. His front door slamming, her things gone from his house by the time he came back from his next road trip.

He’d wanted Annie and hockey, wanted her to see that he was trying to make them both a priority but it hadn’t been enough for her. He hadn’t been enough for her.

And in the end none of it had mattered because three weeks after their argument Sid had shattered his knee in what would be his last game as a Penguin.

Yeah he missed hockey, but he missed Annie Wright more than anything else.

+

A week later Anna’s water breaks in the middle of the night. Sidney drives over and crashes on Geno’s couch as they head to the hospital together. When he wakes up Nikita is poking his cheek with a frown.

“Hey bud,” Sid yawns as he wipes a hand over his face. “Your mom and dad went to the hospital, looks like you’re gonna be a big brother soon.”

Nikita seems wholly unimpressed as he looks at his godfather, “Can we get McDonald’s breakfast before school?”

And because he’s a sucker for Niki, Sid agrees.

By the time they’re pulling up to Nikita’s school Sid is more awake, parking and following Niki up the path to his classroom.

“I’ll pick you up later too bud,” Sid tells him as he ruffles his hair. “Then maybe we can go see your little sister.”

“Nikita!”

Both Sidney and Nikita whip around at the excited voice, watching as a little girl runs up to them. Sid immediately clocks her as Vivie from the picture Nikita showed him. She’s sporting white overalls and a pink sweater, her blonde curls bouncing around in the pigtails fastened high on her head.

Vivie hugs Niki tightly then blinks up at Sid and he swears the air just got much thinner because he can’t pull in a full breath, not when he feels like he’s looking in a god damn mirror. Vivie has the same big hazel eyes as him, the same jutting chin and furrowed brows. But her smile and those dimples… Those remind Sidney of someone else.

“Vivie! You left your lunchbox in the car,” the voice that haunts his dreams is suddenly right behind Sid and before he can think better of it he turns around.

Annie looks much the same as she did eight years ago, her heart shaped face and wide green eyes exactly how he remembered them. Her blonde hair is shorter, resting just above her shoulders now. There’s something else Sid can’t quite put his finger on but he thinks that Annie doesn’t hold that same infectious joy she used to.

“Oh my god,” Annie breathes the words out slowly as she makes eye contact with Sidney. “I- Oh my god…”

“Miss Annie, this is my Uncle Sid,” Nikita explains excitedly. “My mommy is having a baby so Uncle Sid got me McDonald’s and took me to school!”

Annie schools her features as she tears her gaze away from Sid and pastes on a smile for Nikita, “That’s so exciting! I’m sure you’re excited to be a big brother.”

The school bell rings then and Vivie and Nikita waste no time hastily saying goodbye before running off hand in hand. When they’re out of sight Sidney turns to Annie who’s white as a sheet as she stares at her shoes.

“Annie,” the word is low and laced with hurt as Sid focuses on the woman he used to love. “Annie please tell me you didn’t… That she’s not…”

Sidney can’t bring himself to say the words out loud, even though he’s almost positive they’re true. Vivie’s face is ingrained in his mind now, showing up every time he blinks. His eyes, Annie’s smile… He stares at Annie and begs her to tell him anything but what he knows is true.

Please don’t tell me you had our daughter and kept it from me. Please don’t tell me I’ve missed seven years of her life. Please don’t tell me that perfect little girl has been so close and so far. Please. Please. Please.

“Sidney, I am so sorry.”

[ladylooch]

Bones - Part 9 [Mack x David]

A/N: Sooooooooo I hope this chapter isn't what cursed Jake. Cause like... I would have never written it if I knew what was gonna come out of it! But also this has been done for weeks so.... I take no responsibility! I do love this chapter though! I'm excited to give y'all more insight into David and his family dynamics AND see Mack take care of her man 🥹

Word Count: 5.4k

Warning: brief mention of addiction, injury, surgery and general medical discussion

Mack really wanted to like the first member of David’s family that she met. She really did. 

But his sister proved herself to be three strikes and out before the drinks had even hit the table. Mack is already done with this bitch. And don’t even get her started on the husband, Ted, who keeps taking peeks of the waitress’ ass when she bends over to refill waters at the table across from theirs. 

Mack watches Ted do it again, then grinds down harder on her teeth. As she moves her potatoes around with her fork, Mack tunes back into Denise’s self-centered story about how hard the lack of income from the farm has been on her and Ted’s children. Mack peaks at her fiancé. Although he is calm and collected on the surface, Mack can see the frustration brewing beneath with the slight ticking of his upper jaw.

“I don’t know what to tell you.” David murmurs to Denise after swallowing a bite of his steak. “I asked if you wanted to continue on or be bought out and y’all chose to be bought out.” A measured disappointment flows in his tone, but Mack knows it’s for show. He is thankful his siblings all walked away from the farm. They didn’t have the business insights like David does or the college degrees that help him be innovative and calculated. The farm and David are better off without them involved.

“Well, the boys and I feel like you lied to us.” Denise whines. “Like you had all these plans you didn’t share so we could make an informed decision.” Mack scoffs slightly at the word boys, like the people Denise is talking about aren’t almost 8 and 10 years older than David. “We’re family.”

The manipulation is palpable in Denise’s words and tone. Mack’s eyes narrow as she stills in her chair. David’s hand comes to her thigh under the table, giving it a reassuring rub. He can sense her anger. How Denise and creepy Ted don’t is beyond Mack. 

“The changes for the farm were meant to be done if it was just mine. I invested my own NHL salary into the farm for these changes to take shape. I wasn’t going to do that if we were all still in on it. It was my own investment.” Irritation seeps into his voice. Mack lifts her gaze and sees how Ted is leaning back in his seat to get a better view of the waitress’ ass. 

“What about our kids, David?” Denise scoffs. 

“What about them? They’re not mine.” David chomps hard on his steak, then goes back in to saw off another piece.

“Mack, please-“

“No.” David points his fork at Denise. “This is my business. She’s got nothing to do with it.”

“I’m sure the ring on her finger could pay for the kids school for a year.” 

David sighs. Mack purses her lips against a response. Not because Denise deserves any respect at this point, but because David does. And she seems to be the only family member who can give that to him.

“I should have known.” David grumbles to Mack as they get into his cold SUV after a rushed through end of dinner. “Of course they don’t want to actually spend time with me.” His angry breath puffs white in front of his face. Mack shivers from the cold leather and chilly temperature in the car. Her nose and hands are frozen and she curses being too lazy to grab her mittens before they left. 

David turns the SUV on, then starts blasting the heat. He turns on both their seat warmers before placing his right hand on her thigh. He begins to rub at her skin as he backs out of his parking spot, trying to create friction to warm Mack up.

“I hated the way she was talking to you.” Mack huffs.

“Yeah, and that was the good sibling.” David sighs to her. “Did you hear the dig about dad not being around anymore?” He holds the name in a dramatic way like Denise had. 

Yeah, Mack did. That was the moment she abruptly rose from her chair to go to the bathroom. If she didn’t take a break, Mack was gonna swing on her. 

“Disgusting.” Mack sneers angrily. “I wanted to deck her.”

“I know.” David grins. It’s genuine. Proud. “That’s my girl.” He chuckles, flicking the blinker on to head towards home. 

“What are your brothers like?” Mack wonders. She hasn’t met them, but has heard enough stories about them to know they’re probably not her cup of tea either. His brothers live in their hometown still unlike Denise who moved to Texas. Surprisingly, Mack hasn’t seen them the previous two summers she went to Iowa.

“Bad news.” David mumbles. An icy look slides over his green eyes as the SUV rolls up to a red light. “And if I get my way, you’ll never meet them.” Mack regards him silently. The tension in his body worries her. 

“Okay.” She finally whispers. “Maybe we should talk about something else.”

“Yeah.” David mumbles. Mack folds her fingers together with his on her thigh, bringing the back of his hand up to her cold lips to kiss. “Baby, you are ice cold.” David says, shoving his vent openings off him and into her direction. 

The next few blocks are driven in silence until another red light stops their progress home. David looks over at Mack in the dark SUV. His white teeth illuminate in the black interior as he chuckles.

“You’re still so mad.” 

“Yeah! They suck! You deserve so much better.” Mack shakes her head in disgust.

“I’m used to it. I know you don’t like that answer, but it’s true.” He strokes her cheek with his hand. She leans her face into his palm, angst widening her nostrils and lowering her eyelids. “But having you to go through that stuff with now? That’s all I need. I’m finally not alone, honey.” 

The thought of David being alone in that hell hole before has tears stinging her eyes.

“That was supposed to make you feel better.” He smiles gently, acknowledging her growing water line.

“I’m so sorry.” She shakes her head. “You’re so good, babe. Sooooo good. You don’t deserve this.” 

“I know, honey.” He turns his eyes back to the road as the light changes color. “I scraped the bottom of the barrel with the family I have left here, but I won the jackpot the day I met you. It’s evened out. I have a lot to be thankful for with this family right here.”

Mack watches the lights and shadows stretch across his face as he drives. He remains calm and content in the driver’s seat. He wears it all so well, she thinks. The death of his parents, the huge responsibilities of the farm and his playing career, having angry leeches as his remaining kin on Earth. It’s not fair to her. Her mind drifts to his comment on family. 

She can’t help but wonder if her alone is truly enough to counteract all that apathy. 

“I’m sorry if what I said about the farm bothered you.” David’s voice snaps her out of her thoughts. His thumb brushes along her knuckles as he takes a right turn.

“What?”

“About the farm not being yours. I didn’t mean it like that. I just wanted to protect you from the scrutiny. Like you couldn't make decisions or whatever without me. I know you wouldn’t, but she doesn’t need to know you’re getting half ownership when we get married. It’s not her business.”

Mack startles. 

“What?” She repeats. 

“Unless you don’t want it?”

“Oh, no. I’m just... surprised. I know the farm means a lot to you.” She tucks her bottom lip between her teeth.

“I want to share every part of my life with you.” He assures her. “That’s our home. You deserve to have a part of it.” Mack nods. The peace she feels on that land is like nothing she has ever felt before. She’s honored to be given a piece of it by him.

“Thank you.” It’s not enough, but Mack doesn’t have the words right now to tell him what that means to her. He smiles.

“Thank you for loving it like I do.” He turns onto their street. “Shit and all.” He finishes with a cheesy grin. Mack chuckles. 

“You’re proud of that one.”

“Uh huh.” His laugh grows, shaking his shoulders as he turns the wheel with his right hand. “Oof.” He suddenly winces, then grunts out in pain. He releases her hand to rub at his right shoulder with his left and keep one hand on the wheel. 

“You okay?” She reaches out for the back of his shoulder gently rubbing it with the tips of her fingers.

“Yeah.” His voice is tight, which has Mack frowning deeper in concern. David doesn’t show pain. Ever. So to see him openly wincing is unnerving.

“I feel like that has gotten a lot worse since we have been back.” Mack points out. His shoulder was bothering him at the end of last season and a full summer working on the farm wasn’t the healing therapy the team recommended for him.

“It just doesn’t love getting hit again every day.” David insists.

Mack knows it is more than that, but drops it. He’s had enough hard balls thrown at him today. 

She doesn’t need to add to the pitch count. 

- - - & - - - 

Hi Mackie, FYI David left the game in the first period and hasn’t been back. You might want to check in on him. 

Mack’s heart drops when she sees the text from her sister. It’s her last day in Peru and she is currently enjoying a feast with her travel team and the local guides that have been showing them around for the last 13 days. She had her phone on do not disturb but her sister’s texts are always allowed through plus the rest of her immediate family, including David. 

Mack excuses herself from the table. The group is getting louder the more wine that’s spread amongst the glasses. Mack navigates to her phone app, then presses David’s contact. He picks up on the first ring. 

“Hi babe.” His voice sounds normal, too normal, which instantly has Mack suspicious. 

“Hi, what’s going on?” She asks. 

“I don’t know, you called me?”

“Babe, Lucie told me.” 

He sighs. 

“My shoulder. I’m in so much pain I can’t hold my stick. Got smacked into the boards on the first shift and couldn’t lift my arm up after. They want me to get an MRI tomorrow.”

“That’s not good.” Mack sighs, hating having to worry about him from so far away. “Do you think this is new or what you’ve been trying to heal through PT?” 

“It’s the same thing.”

“Do you want me to try and catch an earlier flight?” 

“No, I’m okay, honey. Thank you though. Go have fun on your last night.” 

“You trying to rush me off the phone is not helping your ‘I’m fine’ case.” 

“Can never outsmart you.” She hears a strangled grunt at the end of that sentence.

“You’re sure?”

“Positive. I am already home.”

“Send proof.” He chuckles at her insistence. 

“How about you go have fun?” Mack is silent. “Nothing about this shoulder is getting better before you get home.” He reminds her. Mack sighs.

“I don’t like this. I want to come home.”

“You do what you have to do, but I am okay.”

While on the phone with him, Mack looks up flights to New York. The only flight leaving tomorrow is the one she is already on. 

“Damn it.”

“Don’t stress.” He warns her. “There is no need to get worked up. I’m sitting here all nice and tucked in with my ice and ibuprofen.”

“Fine. But for the record, I hate this.”

“I know and I think that is cute as hell.”

The next 20 hours are tough for Mack to navigate as she tries to get back to New York. The already long flight feels like an eternity. She is grumpy and frustrated with the entire process, making her extremely annoyed to get stuck behind slow walkers off the plane. Once she gets to the end of the international section, Mack breaks through the crowd at a steady hustle. She heads down towards ground transportation when she hears her name being called. She whips towards the noise, seeing David waiting for her. His right arm rests in a sling while the other holds a bouquet of fall flowers down his left thigh.

Mack rushes into his arms as quickly as she can with the crowd. Her nose rests on his brown, leather jacket, careful of his arm. She grips her opposite wrist to keep him tight to her body.

“Hi.” He murmurs into her hair. His fingers rub into the brown strands.

“Hi. What’s the word?” David went in for an MRI this morning, but Mack hadn’t heard the results from him yet. She knows this was purposeful.

“Not good.” He frowns dejectedly. “They need to go in there and clean it up. I asked if we could do it after the season and they told me I would be in too much pain if I tried to play through with getting hit every other night.”

“Oh.” Mack says quietly. She chews on the inside of her cheek then sighs. “I know you don’t like that answer… But you’ve been struggling with this long enough. It’s already painful; I don’t think we want to see it get worse.”

“Yeah.” David sighs. He reaches his good arm down to grab her bag.

“I got it.” She shoos his hand away. “I want to hold your hand.” She insists. 

“Okay, honey.” He murmurs, lacing their fingers together. 

“Thank you for picking me up. You didn’t have to.” Mack rarely gets a ride home from the airport by David. She can get in a cab and out of the airport faster than he can get into it.

“I knew you’d want to see me right away.”

“Yeah.” She sighs, leaning into his bicep as they exit the airport. “Cause I’m really, really in love with you.” David releases her hand and brings her into a side hug. They stay that way until they get to his SUV.

“Do you know when you’re having surgery?” Mack asks once they’re settled into their drive.

“Friday.”

“Oh.” Mack blinks. “Okay.”

“It’s okay if you still need to go Chicago.” This was supposed to be a quick drop in to New York before she headed to a conference in Chicago as their division’s representative. She would never choose work over David, especially when his health is involved.

“No, they can easily send someone else.” Mack waves his worry away. “I need to be home with you.” She says with conviction. He smiles in the darkness of the car.

“You’re so into me.” His smug, residual smirk has Mack laughing in the passenger seat. 

“You caught me.” She waves her engagement ring at him. She crosses her legs into her seat as they exit the airport. “Are you going to talk funny from the anesthesia?”

“No, but I guarantee I am going to grab your ass. Be prepared.”

- - - & - - -

Five days later, Mack is curled up in a hospital chair, deep into reading her book in the waiting room. She swipes across the screen of her Kindle, caught up in a thrilling chase in her book. Her heart rate accelerates as the main female character is pinned into place by the villain. 

“Mackenzie?” She hears called beside her. Mack startles, then blinks away the reflex.

“Hi, yes, sorry.” The nurse chuckles.

“He’s ready. And asking for you quite insistently.” 

“Oh, okay. That was fast.” She looks at the time on her Omega watch. He is done almost 45 minutes early.

“Only the best for a Ranger.” Mack can tell she is a fan. “The surgeon will stop by once David is more alert to let you know how it went.” The nurse tells Mack as she drops her off at David’s recovery room.

“Honey?” She hears him drawl from the room. It’s lazy and slow like if honey was dripping from a spoon.

“I’m here.” Mack calls as she stops in the doorway. He grins dopily at her, white teeth shining as he languidly blinks. One of his legs is out from under the blankets, hospital gown pulled up his big thigh, showing off his tattoo. His black hair is long right now and it falls a bit over his forehead. Mack sits on the side of him that wasn’t operated on, then smoothes his hair off his face.

“You’re here f’r me.” He slurs. “My honey.” His good hand slaps onto her thigh with a thump, almost uncontrollable like it’s too heavy. “I wanna kiss.” She leans forward and kisses his lips. He is slow to react so she gets limp lips at first. She starts pulling away and a high whine comes from his mouth. “That sucks. More.”

“Oh okay.” Mack laughs against his mouth. His tongue comes out and he licks at Mack’s lips like SpongeBob. “Maybe tongue later?” She suggests, then pecks his lips again. She grips his chin in her hand to gently ease him away from her face.

“I liked it.” He scoffs. “I have a bionic shoulder now. I’m Winter Solider.”

“Mmmm.” Mack raises her eyebrows. His hospital gown is slightly off his right shoulder. She can see the small incisions closed with a few black stitches and blue hue from the residual bruising.  

“I love you so much.” He suddenly sighs. “Like… I don’t know what. But a lot.” 

“I bet I love you more.” She teases him. He shrieks again and she watches his heartbeat soar on the screen monitoring his vitals.

“You don’t. No! I love you more.” 

“Okay, okay. Jokes aren’t landing for ya.” She leans forward and kisses him to settle him back down. He leans back into his pillows. When she pulls away his eyebrows are furrowed together in annoyance. “Hmm?”

“I wanna go home. You’re wearing too many clothes.” 

“Okay. That’s not happening when we get home.” 

“Yes.” He says, shaking his head at her.

“No, David.” 

“I won’t do anything. You can ride me. You fuck me so good, baby.” His voice carries into the hall and Mack can hear a nurse giggle as she walks by.

“David!” Mack hisses, leaning forward to clasp her hand over his mouth. She starts laughing, shoulders shaking as she rests her forehead on his good shoulder. “Oh my god.” 

“What? I’m not embarrassed. Mackenzie Hischier fucks like-” Mack’s hand slaps over his mouth again. He keeps mumbling into her palm while trying to peel her hand off his face. 

“Babe, you know what I heard?” Mack changes the subject. 

“Mm?”

“Stella made you something and really wants to give it to you today, if you’re feeling up to it.”

“I am! I wanna see Stelly!”

“Okay, but maybe we rest here for a little bit and then you can see her?”

“M’kay.” He nods in agreement. 

Mack thinks she finally has him settled, but then his hand strokes up her thigh and settles on her ass. His big palm squeezes her greedily and Mack has to bite her lip to stop the yelp. She adjusts his hand to her lower back once his fingers relax. Quickly, with his hand on his comfort girl, David begins to fall asleep again. Mack has to wake him when the surgeon comes in to speak to them. 

After a through discussion of how well it went and what his restrictions are, Mack and David head home in her car. David can’t stop talking about how fancy it us. Usually they take his SUV, but he is drooling all over her new Mercedes she just picked up. Two stoplights from their place, David passes out again. After parking, Mack navigates to her brother-in-law’s phone number, asking him to come help her get David into their place.

“Hey!” Golden Retriever Connor greets her. “How is he?” 

“Either high or asleep.” Connor chuckles.

“Nice, let’s get him to stay stupid shit.”

“Let’s not.” Mack gives him a look.

“What, it’s funny.” He pops David’s door open with a shrug. “Hey princess, wake up.” 

“Connor!!!!” David yowls tiredly. “Oh my god, I’m so fucking high, bro. You look hot right now.” Mack and Connor start laughing. “No seriously, tell Luc I see it. I always thought she was so much hotter than you. I mean, look at you. You’re like… Magic Mike sexy.”

“I think we just fell in love.” Connor jokes, looking dreamily at David.

“Oh. I just remembered you have a dick.” David sighs disappointedly. Connor starts laughing so hard he almost releases David into the car next to them.

“Connor!” Mack exclaims. 

“You’re in trouble.” David mumbles to Connor. “She is not nice when she is mad. Like I love her, but she’s mean as fuck.”

“And you were like, this is the one. Were you high then too?”

“Stone cold sober.” David smirks. “But look at her. I didn’t stand a chance.” 

“We are still not having sex when we get upstairs.” Mack insists.

“Damn it! Woody, help me out.” David groans.

“Nope.” Connor shakes his head. “You’re on your own with that one.” 

They get into the elevator together and all talking ceases. David sighs loudly.

“I’m tired.”

“Yeah, I know buddy. Almost there.” Connor takes on more of David’s weight. “Where am I taking him?” He directs at Mack as she unlocks the door.

“Bed.”

“Okay. Hey, Dave, you’re gonna help Mack out and stay in bed right?”

“Yeah.” He agrees. “Wait, I think I have to pee.”

Connor takes him over to the bathroom and goes in with him. Mack sighs gratefully. She would be lost without him right now, unable to cart David’s big body around. David is hanging over Connor’s shoulder when they come out.

“She’s gonna come see me though?” David asks.

“Yes, I’ll bring Stell up after you get a nap in.” Connor assures him. They head to the bed and Connor sets him down, then they tuck him in. 

“Thank you.” Mack whispers to Connor. 

“I’ll see myself out. Call later when we can come up? Lucie has dinner planned out so don’t worry about that.”

“Okay.” Mack nods. Connor disappears from the room and Mack focuses on helping David get comfortable. “How is that, babe?” She asks. David is already asleep. She smiles in adoration of him, then goes to grab a few items he may need when he wakes up. She plugs his phone in, gives him a big water bottle and a protein bar in case he is hungry, then disappears into the living room to work.

David wakes up after lunch. Mack is editing her article when she sees him appear in the opening of the hallway. His hair stands on end and his face has a crease in it on the left side. He looks adorably sleepy and pouty.

“Can you help me? I’m hot.” He motions to his shirt.

“Like feverish?” Mack asks in alarm.

“No like you two tucked me in too tight and I got overheated.”

“Oh.” Mack bites her bottom lip as she laughs. She comes over, unsnapping his sling for him. She takes it off completely, then works the hem of his shirt up the left side. “Keep your arm in place, okay? I’ll move the shirt.” David nods, then stays perfectly still as Mack works it off. She gently pulls his forearm a bit away from his body so the fabric can slide completely off.

“Thank you.” He sighs as she puts the sling back in place. She kisses his bare chest as he rubs his good hand through his hair. He looks tired and grumpy, not normal expressions for David.

“Are you hungry?” She tries.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want like.. a sandwich or maybe some pizza?”

“Whatever. I don’t care.” He mumbles, going over to the couch. “I feel like shit.” 

“Are you in pain?”

“No, I feel hungover.” He rubs at his forehead.

“You were pretty drugged up earlier.”

“Did I hit on Woody?”

“A little bit.” Mack chuckles. She leans over his good side from the back of the couch. “Food though?”

“Pizza.” 

“Okay.” She kisses his cheek.

“Wait, lips.” He mumbles, slowly turning his face towards her. She cups his cheek gently and smooches at him until they get their fill of each other. 

Mack orders pizza, then heads downstairs to pick it up from the delivery driver. Philip asks how David is doing and she fibs a bit that he is doing well. On her way back up, she knocks on Lucie’s door. Lucie opens the door wearing a sleeping Winnie in a wrap. Mack explains that they are tentative for later, including that visit from Stella.

“He’s not loving life right now, but I’m going to give him some pain medicine with this.” She raises the pizza box. “I’ll let you know.”

“Okay! No worries. I’ll bring two plates up for you at least.”

“Thanks, Luc.” Mack smiles, then heads back to her patient upstairs. 

David is up, pacing around when she gets back. Pain stretches his nostrils and furrows his eyebrows. 

“Something wore off.” He tells her through gritted teeth.

“Yeah, it’s time for your pain medication.”

“No.” He snaps. “I don’t want to take those. Just ibuprofen.”

“Babe, that’s not going to work.”

“I don’t want to take pain killers.” He shakes his head then grunts at the pain it caused. "Fu-uck."

“Um, babe? Your bones and ligaments were just scraped and repaired. ibuprofen isn’t going to be enough.” Mack watches his face switch from pain to panic then he runs his good hand through his hair. He tugs at the strands and winces, grunting slightly in pain. She curls her lips together as she sets the pizza box on the counter. David breathes heavily across the room, rooted in place as his eyes move rapidly while staring out the window.

“Can you tell me why you don’t want to take them?”

“My whole family is, like, addicts.” He blurts. “I don’t want that to happen to me.”

“I understand.” Mack nods. “But you are going to suffer like this. How about we talk through how to manage it all?” 

“I don’t want you to see me as a junkie!” He exclaims. She puts her hands gently on his bare stomach, hoping to ground him.

“I don’t see you that way and you’re not. Let’s sit and talk.” 

The pain is making David edgy as he sits on the couch next to her. His breathing intensifies and a low groan of pain follows after he leans into the cushion. Mack holds her hand out for him to take. He does so, squeezing her fingers immediately. Mack pretends it doesn’t hurt.

“What are you scared of?” She asks him gently.

“That I’m gonna get hooked on this shit.”

“Have you taken these before and felt that way?”

“No. I’ve never taken ‘em.” His wide green eyes stare into hers, clearly worried and afraid. Mack pauses, thinking through how to ease both his pain and anxieties. 

“How about I control the medication? Like I’ll take them and hide them somewhere, so they aren’t out in the open and then I’ll bring them to you when it’s time to take.”

“Okay.” He nods. “Can you, uh, take the alcohol out of here too?” They don’t have much right now, only a few bottles of red wine that can go to Connor and Lucie’s.

“Yeah.” She agrees immediately. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t know why this is effecting me so much.” Mack knows, even if David hasn’t shared much about growing up in a small town. She knows he has seen addiction ruin families, including his own. 

“It’s okay. Thank you for trusting me. We will work through this together, okay?” He nods.

“Can I have a hug? I really need a hug.”

Mack gathers herself into his lap. He leans forward, connecting their foreheads, until Mack falls forward into his good shoulder. She is careful not to squish his arm between their bodies. David’s rapidly beating heart falls to a normal level in her embrace. She kisses along his jaw to his temple, then closes her eyes, holding him as completely as she can.

“Okay, I’ll take the meds.” He gasps as she sits back. 

Mack gathers the orange bottles from the counter, then disappears down the hallway to find a place to put them while they navigate this addition to the house. She places them in her safe in the back of the closet, and changes the combination to one he doesn’t know. Her heart aches for him and how genuinely worried he is about this experience. So worried that he was willing to break his teeth off from gritting in pain.

She returns with his first dosage of the medication and his water bottle from earlier. David pops the pill back then swallows. Meanwhile, Mack gathers an ice pack for him to start on his icing routine. Within twenty minutes, David is relaxed, eating pizza and watching his show. Mack goes back to finishing her article, then sending a few emails. Eventually, David falls asleep sitting up on the couch. She wakes him, then walks him down to their bed so he can be more comfortable.

This is their routine for the next week. David sleeps and recovers. Mack manages his medication until it is all gone. David doesn’t request a refill and chooses to navigate the pain with ibuprofen and ice. His spirits increase when he goes to the rink for physical therapy and gets to be around the guys. Another assignment comes in for Mack to take, but she declines. This is where she needs to be.

Over the course of 6 weeks, their focus as partners is on David’s full recovery. He begins to attend PT, slowly working his way back onto the ice. The best day is when he gets to ditch his sling completely. Soon, range of motion begins to build back to a normal level. Mack has to do a little more work in the bedroom for a bit, but she doesn’t mind. Neither does he. 

Unfortunately, even as everything goes right in David’s recovery, the process is still long. He is out until around the end of January. His patience wears thin towards Christmas when he feels ready to go, but the medical team won’t clear him. It’s great he is feeling better, but being able to do normal things is not the same as getting checked into the boards every night.

Mack helps David with his frustrations. They go running together. They plan their Allstar break, Caribbean wedding. They take a pottery class. They fuck. Often and exquisitely. It’s a rough job taking care of her sexy, angry hockey player, but Mack is willing to do what it takes to get David back on the ice.

The night he is finally cleared for game play, David floats into MSG on cloud nine. Mack is in the stands, cheering loudly for him next to her sister and nieces when David flies onto the ice. Nico and Lexi flew in to support him too and right next to them are Lio and Savannah. The starting lineup’s are announced and David’s name is received with thundering applause. The fans are ready and so is he. 

It’s a picture perfect night in the greatest city in the world. 

David scores with a Connor assist.

David handles every single hit and bump with ease. After the third hit, Mack finally stops digging her nails into her palms. He is navigating it all so well, as is David’s way.

Thankfully, he leaves the game in one piece and swings his girl up into his arms at the end of the night.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” She mumbles into his lips. 

“Hey, I was wondering something?” David pouts as if he is contemplating.

“Hmm?”

“Would you wanna marry me next week? If you’re not busy?” Mack laughs. “You nursed me back to health and now I can’t let one more week pass without you being my wife.”

“I’ll have to check my schedule.” She teases. He sets her back on her boots. Mack shyly leans into him when she sees everyone watching them.

“Just think,” Lucie murmurs, adjusting Winnie in her carrier. “Next time you’re in this building, you’ll be married!”

Now it’s Mack’s turn to float out of MSG.

Tomorrow, they’re all bound for Turks and Caicos.

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random kotlc headcanons :p

*clears throat* *puts fancy suit on* *pulls out whiteboard* @swans-chirping-in-the-distance you wanted headcanons, right? sooooooooo

Tam wears glasses, mainly to see things farther away better. He didn't know it until sometime during Flashback, he just thought everyone sees stuff that way. Tiergan helped him figure out that he needed them and helped get the perfect pair.

Biana buys Tam flower bouquets. He mentioned that he really liked flowers, and the next day she comes up to the door of Solreef, and blushing very, very hard, she gives Tam the bouquet. Linh had to spend a full 15 minutes with a dazed Tam.

When Keefe comes back from the Forbidden Cities, he uses all these weird slang words. One time, he told Councilor Emery that "You have no rizz, man. If you wanna become the alpha, you need to up your aura."

Emery is scarred for life after that exchange.

Sophie is a Red stan. She doesn't listen to Taylor Swift often, but she is forever a fan of the album Red.

When Fitz was looking for Sophie, he found a video of one of those kids baking competitions, and he was just amazed. It's how he started to get into baking.

Tam and Dex have this amazing friendship no one really knows about. It's not like they kept it a secret, it's just no one really notices either of them.

Tam can be chaotic as heck when he wants to be. Most of the time, he's the quiet and chill yet quite comfortable introvert. Though if he's got the right energy, BOOM he's as crazy as the triplets with enough energy to make the world explode.

One time, Dex asked Tam to watch the triplets (feeling pretty bad because the triplets are you know, the triplets) for him and his parents because they all were out that day, and when he came back home, they were asleep. And they stayed asleep, for hours.

It was one of the best days ever in the Dizznee household.

The reason Tam got them to sleep was because his chaotic side clicked in. It was a hour and a half game of tag.

(It was only that one time though. Next time Tam babysat, the triplets were prepared).

Even after making up with Tam, Linh still didn't really trust Rayni. But for every little conversation they have, they both start to ease up on each other.

One morning, when everyone's up for breakfast, Linh comes down and Rayni grins and goes, "What's up, Water-Gir?" and everyone is doing a double take because Linh was gonna kill Rayni. But it gets worse when Linh replies, also grinning, with "Good morning, RayRay."

Everyone else almost had a heart attack because it seemed like yesterday they were about to kill each other.

At one point, Keefe cracks a joke about Tam having a crush on Rayni (before he knew about Tam and Biana already dating), and Tam says, "Okay, for one: She's like, 25 and I'm like 16, I think, so that's disgusting, and secondly: Rayni is old and ugly, and-"

But he doesn't get to finish because Rayni hears and runs downstairs, pissed and yelling "WHAT THE HECK TAM?! WELL, AT LEAST I DON'T USE THE OVERUSED SHADY AND EMO IMAGE" and then that gets Tam pissed, so then there's this whole argument that goes on for about 10 minutes.

Basically, Tam and Rayni are siblings. Rayni is the oldest sister, and Tam is the annoying little brother.

Marella and Tam have gossip sessions during lunch; they also just have this really great friendship. (And by friendship, I mean they each have blackmail on each other and are forced to interact so the other doesn't spill their secrets).

Keefoster and Tiana double dates :>

At Solreef, Tiergan has this huge library, filled with elven books and even human books.

Tam has read almost every book in there. His favorites are the fantasy books.

His favorite book series ever is Percy Jackson. He's read every single PJO book in the library.

When Sophie finds out, oh boy do they geek out about it.

Forkle set them up on a sleepover one time, because "You kids need to be kids" or something like that.

None of them expected to have much fun, but they did. They even made a plan that once a week, at someones house they'd meet up and have a sleepover or just have fun.

TA-DA!!!!!!! KOTLC HEADCANONS YAYYYYYYYYY!!! Most of the are about Tam but Tam's amazing so its fine <3

hope you enjoyed! <3

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Reread Midnight Sun and I love that you write TimKon as competent characters.

My favorite fics are hurt/comfort but that genre of fic tends to “woobify” them into wet noodles, specifically Tim. You write him going through it without taking away that he is competent and doesn’t cry at every little thing.

Also your love for Kon is clear in the way you write him like the badass he is and thank you for carrying the Kon tag on your back. I hope you feel better soon! Sending well wishes <3

wahoo thank you for rereading!!! always the highest compliment ♥

and YEAH. i love hurt/comfort but i don't care for woobification or declawing or whatever - i want to read about competent characters genuinely trying their hardest and doing their best in insurmountably challenging situations, not about a wet pathetic paper bag who constantly makes bad decisions and isn't capable of doing anything on their own. (like, the occasional bad decisions and needing help are good! when it's all the character does i just kinda start hating the character.) so i hear you Loud And Clear!!!

tim especially is like. he's soooo... not any of the wet wooby Whatever The Fuck is going on in the tim drake tag. he's repressed as hell and really good at putting his feelings on the top shelf to deal with Later, whenever he's in a situation. frankly, writing midnight sun with the prompts "it's okay, they won't touch you again" and "i'm going to pick you up now, okay?" was actively a challenge, because i was like what the hell would actually make tim "repression" drake so panicked that kon would need to be that gentle with him???? and the answer of course was "being drugged and therefore unable to trust his body to do what his mind wants" because he's a control freak, but like... it takes special circumstances to freak him out, man.

and YESSS kon being badass and competent is very important to me. i am forever jumping up and down and yelling about sb94 #84 and #87-90 and just. aough. he's silly and goofy but also ttk goes hard as hell!!! and he gets knocked around when fighting superpowered opponents but against regular dudes with guns??? oh they are sooooooooo outclassed. (this is also inspired by the superman issue mentioned in the authors notes, where superman shows up in gotham and just fucking obliterates some guys. ruins their whole MONTH if not YEAR. really funny tho)

and wauhh thank you!!! i have yet another doctors appointment tomorrow so 💪 we shall persevere!!!