#granted it's like 3 things but one of them is my absolute least favorite

[varesai]

GIRL DAD OR BOY DAD? - sunday, boothill x reader

- or more clearly, to what gender would they want to have more, and general headcannons of them as papas ☺️

- brainrot brainrot brainrot BRAINROT AHHH... i love these guys and i can do a part 2 for others later but godd theres absolutely not enough dad stuff for these men (especially sunday... if there is its all yandere) so never fear novas here! ahem anyways enjoy

- warnings none! pure fluff!!! wc 711

Sunday is so a girl and boy dad.

Reason why I say this is because he likely needs an heir to take over his position when he gets too old to do so, but he also wants a baby girl he can spoil as well.

Don’t worry! He loves both of his kids the same! They’re the greatest things that have probably ever happened to him and he cherishes them with his whole life. He thanks the stars above every single day for the opportunity he received to be a father to multiple beautiful children, and thanks you for granting him the chance. 

Dunno, but I could see this man wanting a handful of kids. He wants at least one girl and at least one boy, but I could see him shooting for 3-4. Will he be around to care for them? Not all the time, but he tries his hardest (and he definitely has the resources to care for that many).

Considering they’re half halovian and half human, they look pretty much just like their father! Some have your eyes, but they all have his hair. His hair and his gorgeous wings. They have your features though, such as your face, body type, etc.

His favorite part of the day is when he gets to collapse on your shared bed, his kiddos following behind him to cuddle their dad, and most of the time you all fall asleep together. Normally, you wake up just you and him because he’s good about putting them in their own bed once they fall asleep.

Once his kids get older, he’ll teach his son(s) combat and good form. He wants them to protect, and wants to raise them to be strong and independent. With his daughter(s), if they ask to be taught combat, then he won’t see much of an issue with it. He also wants to teach them independence, but in a more subtle form. 

Just expect that his children as teenagers are going to be the prettiest kids around holy shit. They’re obviously enrolled in a private school due to their fathers high status but they always come home and list the compliments they’ve received that day. Thankfully you two have raised them well enough for them to realize that it’ll be bad if all of these get to their head and stroke their ego too hard…

Supportive father asf! All I’ve gotta say here

Don’t play Boothill is SO a girl dad hello have you met the man

He’s so excited when his little girl is born ahh he’s always dreamed of being a father to a girl and his dream has officially come true!!

Obviously, if you had a boy, he’d love him the same. He just wants children of his own tbh lol

His daughter knows western culture fresh out of the womb my friend. It’s like she was born for little cowboy boots and the cutest little cowboy hat. She’s even got a western name, he brought it up and you liked it, so the name you two settled on was Cassidy.

She has his hair! It’s absolutely gorgeous once it starts coming in- a pearly white color with little black streaks stemming from the roots. She has your eyes and your face, and his slimmer body type (before he was turned into a cyborg. This isn’t canon I actually have no clue what he looked like pre cyborgification lmao).

Oh lord, your daughter is so spoiled. On every mission he goes on he’s always bringing something back for her. It could be a super fancy necklace or even just a little trinket he picked up from a street vendor, but she has a whole shelf full of the things her daddy gives her.

She thinks it’s so cool he has a metal body. She asks about it alot but she’s really fascinated with it tbh. She likes to call it “daddy’s special feature!” and he always melts to that sentence gosh

He probably teaches his daughter how to use a gun when she gets older. He, similar to Sunday, wants his daughter to learn self defense tactics and learn how to fend for herself when necessary.

She totally has his accent. Change my mind period.

[nekropsii]

Aww. On one hand, I'm glad my words touched you. On the other, it makes me so deeply sad knowing even the smallest glance towards granting one basic human dignity is enough to drive one to tears. I wouldn't even call my words the bare minimum - I don't think that countering the common idea that a group isn't inherently abusive should be the bare minimum. The bare minimum should be casual respect, the same that's afforded to any other person. The bare minimum should be me not even needing to say any of this in the first place.

NPD is so heavily demonized, especially right now. There's wave after wave of people claiming "Narcissistic Abuse" is a valid term and viciously attacking anyone who breathes in the direction of contradiction, every single search adjacent to NPD results in almost nothing but article after article on, specifically, how to hurt people with NPD, or protect yourself against them... There's conspiracy theory after conspiracy theory posted online quite literally painting them as actual real demons, like, Demons, from The Bible, or linking them to the Jewish Reptilian conspiracy theory, and it's just completely and utterly gut-wrenching. Even in spaces that proclaim themselves as safe, or progressive, or bigotry-free, these unjustified, bigoted snap judgments occur. It's the worst.

NPD is not something that I have. I don't have any Cluster B Disorder, actually. But I'm sympathetic because they're all fucking human beings the world has decided is socially acceptable to turn into a Sinister Other, a Walking Otherworldly Threat, like this is a fucking fiction novel or a video game. I'm sick of it.

There's a few people in my immediate circles who have NPD. They're all good people. They're nice, they're funny, they have perspectives on things that I deeply value, they're smart, and I treasure their proximity so much. They've never done anything wrong, and certainly haven't done anything wrong purely on the basis of being some Evil, Conniving Super Villain. They're literally just hanging out, and I'm glad to know them. My life is better and more enriched having known these people. They have never wronged me, and I don't think they ever will. And even if they do, it would not be because they have NPD, it would be because they're a living being. As people, we all have the capability to harm others. Animals have the capability to harm other animals, too. Plants can harm you. This is not a trait unique to the Disordered.

Us people without NPD need to do better, to listen to our friends and siblings with NPD, to help boost them up so that we can help end this wretched fucking curse - or, at the very least, quell it. We need to help them speak louder, and amplify their cause with our vocal support. Ableism will never go away, but the least we can do is try to move towards making it not as socially acceptable to be bigoted. None of us need a Sinister Other to combat. This is not war, this is not the medieval times. We do not need this. We do not need to beat a persecution complex into ourselves to excuse persecuting others. We do not need to live in constant fear of the idea of the line cook who just wants to go home and play Dark Souls, or the office worker passing the time by thinking about their 3 cats, or the high schooler at home reading their favorite shoujo manga, or the guitarist driving home tapping their fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the radio. These are not your enemies. They are people going about their lives. They've literally never hurt you. Stop projecting your fear of abuse onto strangers - onto minorities.

My message to people without NPD is to fucking check yourself if you believe in Narcissistic Abuse, or automatically assume that people with NPD are up to something. Especially right now, that is a very, very vile, dehumanizing form of absolutely rampant ableism that we needed to take extreme steps to mitigate fucking months ago. Years, even. The best time to shoot this bigotry and burn it's corpse was the moment it started rising. The second best time is Now. Interrogate yourself. Realize that people with NPD are literally just human beings. Stop being awful to your fellow person. The way people think and speak about people with NPD is just absolutely disgusting, and everyone needs to apologize to them right now.

My message to people with NPD is simple: You deserve one billion dollars for having to put up with all of this shit. It's actually deranged. Trust me, there are others out there that think this is horseshit. You are not alone.

[lightseoul]

— BAKUGOU KATSUKI.

arranged from latest to oldest per category!

型 : ONE-SHOTS

ward off (this loneliness) ˖⁺‧₊

love comes when you least expect it. or, in bakugou’s case, when he’s unceremoniously dumped into the psychiatric ward. (or: in which bakugou finds himself haunted by his war-torn past, rancid nightmares, and the pretty face of this girl he meets inside)

twenty-six (18+) ˖⁺‧₊

your boyfriend’s spending his birthday oceans away from you, and there’s absolutely little you can do to celebrate his special day…right?

ready or not ˖⁺‧₊

in which you toe the line between what you can and cannot give.

casual casualties (18+) ˖⁺‧₊

what was meant to be an innocent trip down to the bridge becomes a national sensation when you get outed as #15 pro-hero dynamight's soulmate on live tv. inconvenient, yes, very much so—but it's not like you have to do something about it. but then the bakugou katsuki himself seeks you out, and you find yourself getting into a whole lot of trouble. inspired by @/andypantsx3's fingerprints.

christmas tree ˖⁺‧₊

bakugou catches you assembling the agency's top floor's christmas tree. (post-chapter 431).

and if we do (this thing) (18+) ˖⁺‧₊

you come up with a novel proposition during dinner one night with your dominant brute of a boyfriend. he accepts, although something tells you he doesn’t fully know what he’s getting himself into.

revenge (keep us together) ˖⁺‧₊

you wake up in a hospital and see an unfortunate, familiar sight.

hold me close (hold me tight) ˖⁺‧₊

masaru has a stroke that nearly kills him. bakugou handles it well—until he doesn’t.

maybe? definitely ˖⁺‧₊

bakugou realizes he wants to marry you.

in the dark ˖⁺‧₊

you're struggling to pick out an outfit that works for a reunion with class 1a later in the evening. bakugou comes in to try to help you, but you end up having a difficult conversation. (cw. mentions of body image issues, major weight gain).

call me your favorite, call me the worst ˖⁺‧₊

bakugou visits your studio unit for the first time. let's just say he ends up seeing something he wasn't supposed to see. a short story based on my first-ever self ship art.

endearment ˖⁺‧₊

first, second, and third instances; it's official, there's something going on with bakugou and you're determined to find out.

asymptōtos ˖⁺‧₊

you needed him to meet you halfway. he couldn't.

型 : SERIES / MULTI-CHAPTERED

tbd (tent: meet crazy) ˖⁺‧₊

part 1

part 2

part 3

all out of luck ˖⁺‧₊

you had the biggest, fattest crush on bakugou katsuki in high school, which granted you weird looks and judgment from those who found out, because why, when you could fawn over prince-like todoroki or manly kirishima instead? fast forward to 10 years later, though, and now the joke’s on them, because #2 pro-hero dynamight just got dubbed the hottest bachelor of the year. but that doesn’t matter, because you’re over him now. you’ve been over him, ever since that butchered attempt at confessing where he dismissed you as a gen ed extra before you could even get the words out. so why, all of a sudden—and an entire decade later—do you have to work with him on a top-secret mission?

the wonderful mess that we made ˖⁺‧₊

you’re invited to the wedding of the ex who unceremoniously dumped you over the phone while you were on your way to meet your boss. that boss, who just happens to be #2 pro-hero dynamight, finds out and comes up with a diabolical proposition. madness—affectionate or derogatory, you don’t know—inevitably ensues.

wish you were sober ˖⁺‧₊

sober — based on this tiktok

i wish you would

admit it: the trilogy ˖⁺‧₊

admit it — loving him from afar was enough. at least, it should’ve been enough. until it wasn’t. (or, in which you subtly take care of your ex, bakugou katsuki, who also happens to be the namesake of the agency you’re working at).

still do — bakugou katsuki finally confronts you. you have a difficult conversation.

prove it — bakugou katsuki starts acting differently after your last conversation. you finally arrive at an agreement.

you and me? ˖⁺‧₊

you and me? really? — mina and kirishima invite you to a night out. they conveniently forget to tell you it was a double date.

you and me, both — mina and kirishima invite you to a night out. ‘it won’t be like last time!’ they said. you begrudgingly go.

型 : DRABBLES

get used to it

favorite shirt

it's called having (a clue)

tied (something is)

threadbare pajamas

if this is it now

something blue

flying (cockroach)

casual future

2k milestone drabble event (13/27) based on any of the given 30 prompts, i write a drabble/scenario!

emotional constipation

you're binging a show. sadly bakugou needs some attention

bakugou keeps on teasing you. you choose to bite back

happy 4th anniversary

flighty y/n gets confessed to

bakugou checks out your boobs. you tease him

trial by fire first-time boyfriend katsuki finds himself having to deal with a menstruating partner

*drabbles in response to asks are tagged #bkg

© lightseoul 2025. do not plagiarize, repost, or feed to ai any of my works.

[muffinsin]

GUYS!!! GUYS!!!!!! idea time 😈

the dimitrescus (seperately) with a s/o that acts so much like a vampire, that the dimitrescus were suprised to learn they werent?

Like, reader has irregularly sharp teeth, claw-like nails, oddly pale skin, and literal bloodlust (they genuinly enjoy to drink blood, -- you can cut that part out if it makes u uncomftorable, obviously 💗💗)

Reader, their s/o, also avoids going outside like the plague, -- they hate the cold, always loom around and cause chaos (their energy vaguely resembles Danielas..), and wear dark, covering clothes (that also, somewhat resemble the dimitrescu sisters' cloaks) that you would expect to see in an old, monster-romance cliche.

Their s/o even has a tattoo! Its .. not on their forehead, but, its the same! Its a flower! They must be a vampire too! Wait, whaddya mean you're mortal? ..

.....

what?

IM GOING ABSOLUTELY FERAL FOR THESE LOVELY LADIES GRAHHHH SOMEBODY LITERALLY SEDATE ME 😨😨😨😨😨

And now i leave, just like my father -- aha. Please laugh.

-🐾🍪🏕

Traveling girlscout anon ;3

Awhhh, this is a cute one!! We love ourselves these vampiric tendencies! :)

Let’s get into it!

Masterlists

Bela

Until recently, Bela was convinced you’re a vampire. Or similar to her mother, at the very least

Sure, upon finding you and seeing your (at first glance-) humane nature, she did think of you as a human

But, within hours already, this changed

Early on she convinced herself you were like Alcina, not made of flies, but vampiric at the very least

After all, all about you screams just that

The first Bela noticed, ever, early on into your relationship, was your appearance

Hidden underneath your gloves are sharp claw-like nails

Much like her own, really, and nearly as sharp

She actually screamed in surprise and mild pain the first time you clawed at her back

She likes restraining you when things get wild, now, for the sake of her porcelain-like skin

Not only your nails look strangely inhuman, though

Next are your teeth, sharp and almost filed, again much like her own

Upon feeling them under her tongue, and later on inspecting them properly, Bela became aware of their fang-like nature

Really, she loves this

While she would never admit it, Bela loves to feel your fangs sink into her skin, to feel you break skin, to feel the pain she so rarely experiences due to her nature

And then, to her biggest surprise, there’s the tatttoo

Almost like her own! A rose, one typical for house Dimitrescu like hers, though lacking the other symbols of the house

Placed just below your neck, she saw it first when she offered you a massage

She likes to trace it whenever the two of you cuddle now, giggling whenever you lean up and kiss hers in return

What became obvious next, was your not so human appetite and favorite dishes

Mainly because while she made sure you had bread and such available, you showed no interest in that, and have barely indulged in that in the time she’s known you

In fact, to this day, you share her meals and snacks, blood

When she sits drinking the infamous blood-wine, you often sit down on her lap and take some sips from the fancy glass

At times you prefer it directly from the source

As such, Bela is moaning and gasping beneath you or trapped against a wall, her pale face flushed pink as you first bite down and tear her neck open, then suck at the wound eagerly

To this day, it’s something she grants you and something that gets her flustered like very little else

Your eyes are dark, your appearance even more so

Like her, you prefer dark clothing, something that only feeds into her suspicion of your vampiric nature

You loom about in the shadows, are hardly ever seen outside

In fact, she finds you only join her hunts at night

The sun she enjoys on her pale skin, warming and tickling lightly, seems to almost disgust you

You’re never seen in it, always stay in when you can

Your paleness almost matches hers

Sometimes, she attempts to get you outside

When she holds your hand and gently guides you, giggles as your face scrunches up in disgust

At times, you humor her, walk outside and stay in the shade, watch as she sunbathes

You don’t quite understand why, only growl to yourself at times as you watch her

At least, it’s an opportunity for you to watch her

Still, she giggles when your growls turn to whines after fifteen minutes or so, pleading to go back inside

At other times, you watch her from the window in her room, playing with the few daggers you’re allowed to store there

Then, suddenly, one day the truth comes out

It’s winter, the cool air trapping your girlfriend within the castle

Still, as she nibs at your neck and draws circles along your skin lazily, you feel her become restless

Working for her mother and being busy so often, winter is less harsh on Bela than her sisters

Still, she has cravings, as you come to learn early on in the relationship

And so she’s curled in your shared bed, whining quietly to herself (not that she would ever admit that) as you kiss her forehead

You promise, you’ll head to the woods to get her a snack, freshly caught, the way she likes it

Only is it during the day…and while the air is bitingly cold, the sun is standing high

Immediately, she worries and tries to stop you

Upon hearing her reasoning, you can’t help but giggle, which only prompts an adorably confused frown

You’re not incredibly surprised to hear her think of you as a vampire, but assure her nonetheless: you’re human

As such, she allows you to go, talking only of things to bring with you to keep you safe

And as you hunt for her, you endure the sun, frowning in annoyance at it occasionally

You truly hate the sun, and the annoyingly cold breeze makes it an even worse experience

But, you would do anything for her

And upon returning, you smile as she feasts on your catch eagerly, exploring your body anew after her discovery

You let her, leaving a light smile on your lips

Cassandra

Having met you officially as her mother’s advisor and informant from the village, and noticing your overall appearance, Cassandra has never thought of you as anything but a vampire

In all the time she has and does see you, you’re covered in black, gothic-like clothing, not at all unlike her own

You look regal, but dangerous, mysterious and dark

You look like you perfectly fit into the castle and the family, even before Cassandra has made you hers

Never has she seen you in colorful clothing, except maybe the few times you wore an almost victorian dress for one of Mother’s infamous hosted balls and festivals

A deep shade of red, victorian and gothic in style, further adding to her belief of your vampire status

Her believes haven’t changed to this day, even

When she hunts, you join her at night

And while not as fast or strong as her, you have little difficulty keeping up. Often you even slay beasts with her

The two of you like to stay until the morning approaches, kissing and hunting, relishing in one another’s bodies and words until it’s time to head back to the castle before the sun sets

She never questioned why you don’t like the sun. After all, all vampires don’t like it, can’t stand it even

You like to join her in the basement, often cleaning and polishing her weapons and tools of torture

She never thought of it as strange, never thought an immortal being like herself or her family would be bothered by the blood and screams

Your teeth are similar to her own, sharp and predatory, fang-like and glistening when the shine of the moon hits them

And while they’re not as strong or sharp as Cassandra’s, they are still unnatural looking

Of course, she’s very keen on them, as you realize early on

She loves to inspect your teeth and run her tongue along their sharp tips, crackling in delight whenever she isn’t careful and cuts herself on them

Secretly, she allows you to bite her when you play rough

At those times she relishes in your presence and vampiric-like biology, allowing you to take what you want from her, rather than the other way around

It’s rare times, but it’s still one of your favorite moments, when she allows you to hold her down and straddle her, your sharp teeth digging into her surprisingly sensitive neck

At those times it’s often that your sharp, claw-like nails come into play, as well as her own if you neglect to use protection

Always, you tie her arms and wrists up when it’s your turn to take from her

Your girlfriend simply loves scratching too much, so much so you’re sure you couldn’t live through it

You are after all, though oblivious to her, mortal

As such she’s usually tied when you take, and relishes in the deep scratches you give her along her backside when she takes from you

Sometimes, after, she allows you her blood as a reward

It’s divine, and if you could (and if she let you) you could easily live off only that

Alas, you often share in a maid with her, held between the two of you, her cries muffled as both of you share one side of her neck to drink from

While usually discarded after, they always make for a fun snack

Should one be unlucky enough to live through it, it’s clear she’s Cassandra’s plaything now, awaiting the woman’s attention in the basement

And lastly, another detail she loves about you, is the tattoo placed on your chest

A rose, similar to the one she sports, only missing the Dimitrescu sigil and the ring surrounding it

Sometimes, when feeling particularly soft and cuddling up together, Cassandra likes to draw along the tattoo, adding bits here and there

Until, at the end, it looks nearly identical to her own

You smile whenever you see it

The day she finds out about your mortality is one like any other, really

She’s out hunting with you, the late night hours when the sun is down and the air has adapted a nice, cozy temperature

You’re at it for hours, hunting successfully, not worried about the time in the slightest

It wouldn’t be the first time the two of you stay out all night

And as the spirits rise and the hunt slows, the two of you take advantage of the quiet forest that seems to belong to only the two of you, now

With your hands tangled in her hair and your teeth teasing her neck, you completely forget about restraining her hands

As such, when you bite down, her claw-like nails come down on you, slicing and tearing lines down your back

Immediately, you tear yourself away, screaming in pain even as pleasure runs through you and your fang-like teeth and lips tingle with the desire to feast on her again

As you sink to your knees, she’s immediately by your side

She doesn’t understand, not until she notices your trembling body and the deep slashes at your back

She never considered that, unlike her, you don’t heal as fast

Immediately, you feel her tear your blouse from you, straps of your and her clothing used to help bandage your wounds

You don’t notice how tense your body is, until she cups your face

Her face holds a mix of surprise, worry and anger

“You stupid mortal!”, she cusses, and you can’t help but grin stupidly at her

You doubt you’ll get her to trim her nails even a little, but are still somewhat thrilled to have felt them on you

She supports you as you make your way back to the castle, rambling on angrily about how you didn’t tell her you were human, as though it wasn’t obvious by your blood alone

For the next few days you enjoy the mixture of her pampering and scolding you

She feeds you her blood, somewhat feeding into the strange nature of your biology, a human fed a mutant’s blood

You keep ropes and such in mind after this, and allow her to worry about you a little more than before

At least, she doesn’t treat you as she does other mortals, still valuing your skills and abilities rather than treating you like you were made of glass

Daniela

When she first encounters you, she immediately thinks; this is it

You are it

Her true love!

Her one and only! The reason all the others were mere disappointments! The sole reason she hasn’t found happiness yet!

Because of course, her true love would be like her!

You’re even matching her tattoo, somewhat, wearing the rose tattoo on your wrist

Your heart at your sleeve, so to say, she thinks when she first sees it

Of course, it must be a sign

A sign you’re her soulmate!

Often, she traces your tattoo

When you do the same to her, she practically melts against you, a blushing mess of buzzing flies that could easily be mistaken for purring at your touch

You’re taller than the average villager, more so similar to her own height, too

She never once thinks you might be human, and you never once suspect she might have doubts about your mortality, and thus never set her straight

She supports you fully, buying you all the clothing you like, all dark and gothic themed, much like the one of her family

You’re a Dimitrescu by heart, she’s sure

Sometimes, she likes to take your clothing, hunting in a new pair of dark pants and a tucked in, black blouse of yours

At other times, she allows you to take inspiration from her clothing

With both of you detesting the cold, there’s nothing you like more than to curl up someplace with her

Daniela’s not made to keep others warm, being barely able to keep herself warm, after all

You, despite your appearance and vampire-like aesthetic, are entirely different as it comes to that, so that on cold days it’s often you warming her up while the two of you scowl at the temperature

Maybe, your warm body and blood should have been a hint to her, a hint proving your mortality

Often, she feeds from you, especially on the cold days

Your warm blood dripping down her throat and settling in her cool body works wonders, so much so her face is flushed fast and she heats up within minutes

Daniela loves the feeling of your teeth against her skin, the sharp fangs digging in and biting down at one of her most sensitive spots

Often, it gets her excited. You’re always eager

Another way for you to warm her up, after all

In turn, she eagerly allows you a taste of her whenever you want

Unlike you- another hint, probably- she doesn’t have to wait days for the wound to close again, after all, so you can occasionally feed off her multiple times a day

On sunnier days, Daniela tries hard to have you come outside with her

As she hates the cold, she loves the sun!

Next to you, she almost looks as if she is the mortal one, even

You, dressed in dark clothing and scowling a little whenever the sun hits your eyes, her, grinning from ear to ear in a light, fluttery dress, the only indication of her vampiric nature being the bloody splats along her chin and cheeks

Sometimes, she asks for picnics, reading together in the castle gardens, cuddling and sleeping in the sun, sharing little treats here and there that you’re sure she sneaked from the kitchens

She can’t tan, but likes the thought of it nonetheless, so you often read to her while she’s spread out in the sun like a lazy cat enjoying the warmth along its fur

Often, she ends up dozing off, awakening in your arms or in her bed once you’ve decided you had enough of the outside and carried her back to your shared room

At other days, she takes you hunting with her, the both of you running and stalking, laughing whenever a human gets lost among the tall trees

Sometimes, the two of you share the blood of your prey right then

At other times, you drag it home to the castle and you prepare the meat for the both of you

She always figured you do this as a preference, oblivious to the fact you really should not be eating raw meat

And on some other days, the two of you like to race at the castle, causing chaos where you can

You like playing a game of scaring the staff, seeing whose presence is more unsettling, counting how many poor maidens can be stalked until they grow aware of your presence

Only does she grow aware of your mortality when your chaotic games eventually cause a window to break

Immediately, you shield her body with hers when screams are torn from her

Teary eyes look up at you full of sorrow, as though she expects you to die shielding her

But, no such thing happens

Your skin doesn’t crystallize, doesn’t even bruise

You merely shiver as you hold her and wrap your vest around her tightly

“I’ve got you”, you whisper, and while you sound worried, there is no pain in your voice

She doesn’t understand…

As you return to your room, it’s her that checks you for injuries first, despite how you try to fuss over her

She can’t understand..not even a scrape?

You grow more and more confused with her

Why is she so surprised?

Upon voicing her confusion, you can’t help but laugh a little

As you cup her face in your hands, her cold, but soft cheeks pressed against your warm hands, she looks at you with an endearing expression

You explain you’re mortal, something you never quite thought you’d have to do

And yet, the more you speak the more she connects the pieces of what could have been hints from long ago

She feels a little silly, but is quickly overwhelmed by the happiness and excitement upon remembering you saved her

Her knight in dark, shining armor, truly

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RULES FOR INTERACTING

1- Be respectful. There’s an actual person sitting in front of a computer or holding her cell phone here, spending time to play as her favorite pups, interact with people she doesn’t know and have fun; Time which she could be using for working. I’m here to have a good time. If someone starts being a bother, I’ll make use of the block button and delete asks or whatever’s sent my way. I’m not wasting time with assholes.

2- Same goes for the pups, actually - if I feel someone’s bothering them, I’ll do the same as above. Even if I’m not the one affected but I feel the pups would be. 

3- If you wish to RP, please send a DM to my other sideblog, self-indulgent-paw-patrol, so we can discuss about plots first. You don’t need to DM me if you just want to send asks or interact with the pups, though, that’s only for RPs. Personally I have a preference to RP on Discord, since Tumblr post formatting has made it become kind of annoying for a few years now.

4- Thanks to some encouragement and the positive reception this blog has been receiving, I'm willing to try RPing crossovers. The thing is, PLEASE TALK TO ME FIRST! Sometimes I don't know your muse at all, so it would be good to get to know them a bit first, before we plot anything. The ideal is for you to have an "About" page for your muses so I can check them out!

5- I’m willing to RP ships, be it platonic or romance, but absolutely NO NSFW will be allowed here. From the possible ships with the pups in this blog, my OTP is Rocky x Zuma, followed by Marshall x Everest and Chase x Marshall. I’m open for discussing other ships and for shipping the pups with OCs, granted I get to know the OCs first, and the specific pup will need some time to know your OC too.

6- Feel free to reblog any posts you may find in this blog, including the pups' answers to asks they get. The only posts you shall NOT REBLOG (but you can like) are the posts tagged as #RP if you're not the one participating in it. That's basic ancient Tumblr etiquette!

7- M!A (Magic!Anons) are not allowed. One too many people have tried to force stuff that was way past my limitations, even sounding like they just wanted specific free art out of it. I don’t have time nor patience for that.

Rules may be subject to change in the future as I see fit. For now, that's about it!

Now I'll take the chance to promote some other askblogs in the fandom too just because I can XD Make sure to read their rules before interacting!

@jurassicsnowpups - an askblog for Everest, Rex and Tracker!

@pcwpatrol - an askblog for Chase!

@taking-to-the-skye - an askblog for Skye!

@stretch-n-fetch - an askblog for Liberty!

@paw-patrol-pack-leader - an askblog for Ryder!

@clumsycapn - an askblog for Cap'n Turbot!

@rubble-the-bulldog - an askblog for Rubble!

@wheelerchat - a blog for Wheeler from Rubble & Crew!

@bella-the-medic-pup - A friend's OC, Bella!

@truckfactspups - Another friend's OCs, Trailer and Lorry!

@freedompawpatroloc - A friend's OC as well, Freedom!

[rawliverandgoronspice]

For the character ask game: 3, 5 and 25 for Impa

Sorryyyy took me a long time!!

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

Mhhh hard to say. I'm biased, so I want to say that I wish she had a tad more interiority, in the sense that I'd like this from all Sheikah and she is the most prominent one. I think it's great she has this very "pillar of wisdom/strength/resiliency/foresight" approach from a game design perspective actually, and I really like her dedication being her most widespread characteristic, but she is, well, a servant. Even before she was sheikah she was a loyal servant at the castle. I don't mind her staying that simple character, but then I think she should be questioned and poked at and challenged by different perspectives maybe. Replaying BotW, I was kind of struck that, in spite of being such an important character with such complicated and absolutely central bonds to the rest of the cast, she is kind of a nothing guy. I feel like getting into her emotions towards everyone else, and especially Zelda, maybe in an optional side quest for example, would have given an extra layer of depth to everyone in the conflict --and the fact that she is often denied any window on her own motivations is... I guess understandable, she isn't meant to be an active character, but I do spot some *serious* missed potential is all.

(also I wonder how she feels about Paya and Link's super strange interactions, especially since I have to assume she was around her age when they interacted 100 years ago...)

(yeah actually my real least favorite canon thing is how she looks in Age of Calamity, but I guess that's not really canon so vOv but she doesn't look like Impa at all!!! what is this generic Genshin Impact moe waifu design!!!!! bad!!!!! I'm cursing it with my evil spells!!!!)

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

This is the question that has been paralyzing me ever since I received this ask hahaha. I've been listening to a lot of Akira Yamaoka when drawing her recently, but I think A’ phiuthrag ’sa phiuthar (and all its interpretations) is a favorite of mine for her, especially in the context of her relationship to Zelda.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

I think my first impression of her was in OoT and amounted to "wow!! cool lady!!!" and being very impressed at how stoic and cool she was, and then being a little confused as to why we didn't get more of her in the game, but then her presence being mostly obfuscated by the gerudos and by Nabooru, who I originally hyperfixated on far more than Impa.

Now I'm kind of obsessed at how weird her relationship is to the canon at large, how a lot of the stories rely so much on her willing sacrifice, steadfast loyalty and occasional sin-eating while somehow also constantly taking it for granted --she is kind of a pillar the player can rely on for information and reassurance someone is being The Adult in The Room (since she's handling a lot of the logistics of the plot off-screen) so they can be free to play around and grow into a hero at their own pace. Impa as TLOZ's Only Adult is very funny to me honestly, but it is kind of how she is handled! And since I'm a fiend who loves to complicate adult women characters who aren't allowed their own interiority, I'm afraid Impa has to deal with my bullshit now. u_u

[twistedastrology]

you cannot run a subreddit like a fucking dictatorship.

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im pissed as hell rn so im gonna bitch abt this real quick bc im a gemini and bitching is my specialty- and i cant do a workout yet so 😵‍💫

recently I've been very active in the r/astrology subreddit, primarily answering people's questions bc it's my favorite thing to do

I answered one person's question about the difference between the ascendant, chiron and north node, i was incredibly happy to answer bc i love helping people, especially with "easier" questions like that- (i use quotes to be respectful bc i am of the belief that no question is a stupid question)

i will give the mods one thing, they DID have a rule about self promotion even if the thing you're promoting is free- that one was my bad (i offered to look at someone's chart) and i will (and did) own up to it.

the one i will NOT own up to is the one that was not written in the fucking rules goddamn anywhere.

for reference, this was my comment that they took out back and shot:

just from this shit alone i was fucking pissed off because no goddamn way you're gonna sit here and tell me "degree theory has absolutely no basis" DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH OF ASTROLOGY AS A WHOLE IS JUST THEORIES AND INTERPRETATION.

there's a reason astrology and astronomy are separate. one is based off of actual, provable mathematical equations, and the other is INTERPRETATION.

i replied, and then they did too:

"we caJT pUt eVery PoSsIblE tHiNg iN tHe RulEs" YOU HAVE 6 FUCKINH RULES. YOU CAN ADD ONE ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE SO PISSY ABOUT IT. what are you allergic to the number SEVEN???? is it because it's a LIBRA DEGREE? $! #?? #? #

and the fucking "and I'd encourage you to study them" id encourage you to study my fucking ass while i fart in your face motherfucker u wanna find out how korn got their fucking band name? $! #? #? #? #?

you dont believe in degree theory??? Fun fact: your north node of destiny is in 26° MY ASS and your mercury is in 3° BULLSHIT- and your ass and my foot are in a 0° orbit conjunction 🥳🥳🥳

motherfucker degree theory is a T H E O R Y. you can't just remove someone's fucking comment yapping about it because you think it has no "basis in real astrology"- way to promote critical thinking, asshole!!!!!! you would burn the library of alexandria if you didn't agree with one fucking book in it.

this is why i was kind of afraid to go on reddit because people are so high and mighty with their astrology there that they are just about allergic to any other interpretations- and the r/astrology subreddit, at least some of the mods, seem to be exactly like that

like im sorry but my mercury in an aries degree of gemini makes perfect fucking sense to me- and the only other thing i have in aries is my venus which ISNT EVEN IN ORBIT TO MAKE A SEXTILE!!!! and these people definitely dont believe in cranking the orbits so i cant even say that 😒

not to mention dodecatemoria and decans are Technically degree theory- not in the sense of 1 degree = aries, but in the sense of "section of degrees = sign", especially dodecatemoria which is literally 0 - 29° of any sign

here's a chart in case anyone's interested:

dodecatemoria is also literally BABYLONIAN. that shit is OLD. granted egyptian decans and such are older, but that's still DECANS. AND DE GR E E S.

im not coming for everyone on the subreddit as a whole, just whoever appointed this dumbass fucking rule- why have an astrology subreddit when you can't even talk about certain astrology topics. fucking shit yourself loser i hope you burn.

to the people that dont know me that well btw i am not actually actively wishing harm on anyone- i just get very dramatic when im pissy 😒 anyway ill probably do a post on how i use degree theory soon in spite of this so keep an eye out!!! 🥳🥳

[coatl-cuddles]

PLEASE infodump to me, how do we know for a fact the skiddo in the trailers and concert is the prince? I am starved for Alef lore

💫 HAYYY~~~~ 💫

I will GLADLY info dump about my favorite sky kids!!

SPOILER WARNING FOR ANYONE WHO HASNT COMPLETED AURORA!

Obligatory nothing is absolutely confirmed in sky unless stated by creators since there's no dialogue. So lots of stuff is always up to interpretation.

Howeverrrr the likelihood of Alef being the sky kid we see is essentially 99.9%!!

So here we go!!!

First thing to note is that the spirit from isle and the concert is totally the same Sky Kid. And we can tell thanks to MAMA Spirit! Or well- the adoptive mama spirit! More specifically... the adoptive mama spirit who unfortunately dies :(

One of the FIRST spirits in the game is a feminine looking ancestor with a relatively high pony tail, who discovers a fallen sky child (likely to be Alef)! This occurs in the Isle of Dawn!

Then, in the concert, we get a similar looking spirit ( high ponytail ) who ALSO took in a sky child-- who dies tragically :( leaving the sky child orphaned and alone.

Granted it is a different body type!!! But considering the amount of retcons and redesigns of areas / updates to the game around this time I'll look past it for now. But regardless, ponytail stays the same.

And of course lastly is our mama from the trailers with our Dawn Ember :(

Who is also wearing a bag on her shoulders like the aurora spirit (you can see the rope strap!)- and who also tragically loses her life as confirmed by TGC during the anniversary livestream. This can be found when they state it's the tale of two ORPHANS... implying our Dawn Ember does not have a guardian. Or at least not anymore. (Which also implies our Dusk Ember/The Stewards parents who gave him the butterfly pendant ALSO die, but that's for another time)

Something to note is that Sky Kids and ancestors are NOT the same race. They are completely different. Ancestors do have children!! But Sky Kids are a separate thing.

And they're rare.

Very rare.

So rare in fact that it's heavily believed by the fandom that Alef/Resh was the FIRST sky kid.

So the likelihood of two different pony tailed ancestors (who live in the Isle of Dawn AND who die tragically) adopting a sky kid is SUPER UNLIKELY!

So that's how we vaguely know it's the SAME Sky kid. BUT!! Most importantly, we know the Sky Kid is Alef forrrrr kinda shallow reasons, but they hold water!!! So it counts!!!

Which is basically to sayyyy... Dawn Ember is wearing a baby version of King Resh's mask.

So like- not the most GROUND BREAKING lore reveal. But---

Like-

Yeah,

That's our favorite star prince right there!

Also the implication that he got the extra four points AFTER prophecy, explains why as a kid he only has the main 4 points at the top and sides. Plus he already has suspiciously placed "cracks" in his mask where the 4 other points will come out of. That's our baby boy for sure!!!

Obviously, this isn't concrete proof of tgc just going HEY that's Alef!

However, for a game with zero dialogue and the most complex game of charades ever, this is basically as good as it's gonna get when it comes to tying everything together!

Also his name is Dawn.

Dawn Ember. For isle of Dawn. Which took me until 5 minutes ago to realize.

Which explains a lot, because we've all been kinda side eyeing the names like why tf did they name Hopeful Steward the Dusk Ember. But, if they're naming them off of AREAS and not literally the day/night motif that makes sense. Especially since a ton of Dusk Embers trailer scenes seem to take place in Wasteland, which the devs call the Dusk area. Despite him probably being from prairie or aviary village.

So badabing badaboom that's our baby boy right there!!! 3 different ways. 3 different flavors!!! All for the sake of mama spirit dying. Tragic. But that's our boy alrighttttt yayyy!!!!!!!!

Watch me be totally 100% wrong and all the fanart make zero sense a couple months from now. BUT IM DYING ON THIS HILL (for now!)

🎉🎉 That's our Prince right there!! 🎉🎉

[littlemissgeek8]

OC Tag Game

Sorry for the wait!! Life's been super hectic the past few weeks and I have had very little time to actually get things done and posted. But I really wanted to fill this out, and @thedissonantverses and @sandcastlekings both tagged me in this, so I knew I had to do it! I may do another pass later for Rhanek because he needs fleshing out a bit, but I stuck with my Cadash for this post. :3 Featuring: rare pictures of my girl from Inquisition itself!

Ignore the one picture where she's clearly ginger, I gave her darker hair later on. Also her hair should be very curly but ''inquisition have decent hair challenge: impossible."

GENERAL

Name: Darvia Cadash

Alias(es):"Herald of Andraste," "Inquisitor," "Songbird/Birdie" (Varric exclusive)

Gender: Cis Female

Age: 35 (as of 9:41 Dragon, born 9:06 Dragon.)

Place of birth: Ostwick, Free Marches

Spoken languages: Common/Trade, some Dwarven (But Dwarven's kind of a dying tongue and she's long removed from Orzammar, so she has little use for it most of the time.)

Sexual orientation: Demi-sexual/Demi-romantic

Occupation: Inquisitor, formerly (minor) Carta agent

FAVOURITE

Colour: She largely sticks to blues and greens.

Entertainment: Prior to becoming Inquisitor, she didn't have much chance for indulging in entertainment with how much work she was doing. However, she's fond of having stories told aloud to her (whether printed or not), she enjoys listening to musicians in taverns and listening in to the Chant being sung, and the few times she's gotten to watch an actual theater performance have been mesmerizing.

Pastime:She draws when she has the chance, she enjoys reading and singing, and she greatly enjoys gardening.

Food: She's fond of breads and potatoes in particular, especially if those potatoes are in a nice stew. Becoming Inquisitor opened up a world of new cuisine, and she's become particularly fond of Orlesian croissants.

Drink: Tea, very much so--sweet and milky. She has a favorite kind she bought at the market once that has a deeply smoky flavor to it (and thankfully the Inquisition was able to find more for her.)

Books: By and large her usual choice is fiction, with the occasional history book or non-fiction about gardening or poisons. Shockingly enough, she'd never read any of Varric's books prior to joining the Inquisition (though she did manage to read a small bit of The Dasher's Men that was being used to prop up a table in the Ostwick Carta headquarters.)

HAVE THEY

Passed university: She's had precious little formal education really, so definitely not.

Had sex: Not before Inquisition (and even then it wasn't before the victory celebration.)

Had sex in public: Absolutely not, she doesn't even let her hair down in public!

Gotten tattoos: Nope, the idea of using needles on your skin for fun (or art) makes little sense to her.

Gotten piercings: Most likely yes, since earrings can be used for disguises. I doubt she was happy about it though.

Gotten scarred: She's a two-handed rogue, she's definitely got scars from close combat. (Granted, not all of them are from combat, she's probably got at least one scar from clumsiness.)

Had a broken heart: Not until Veilguard heyooo fight me in a parking lot, Mary Kirby.

Been in love: Again, not until Inquisition, and it took her a few months to notice and even more months to act on those feelings.

ARE THEY

A cuddler: Oh absolutely, once that person's got past the "I don't know you well enough to touch you" phase.

Scared easily: Yes and no. She wasn't scared much back home or when she was working for the Carta, but once she's out of her depth in the Inquisition, she's a bundle of frayed nerves waiting to jump at every opportunity.

Jealous easily: I'd have to say yes, if just because the one relationship she's been in came with baggage that left her with some brand new jealousy.

Trustworthy: She may hate having to lie, but she'll never turn her back on someone she counts as a friend. (Solas does not count, he made her skin crawl from the start.)

FAMILY

Sibling(s):None, she's an only child.

Parents: Both alive, both largely dependent on her keeping them afloat because they want to be rich and famous, but Maker knows they'll never actually put that much effort into trying to make money in a way that won't land them in trouble with the law. (Usually embezzlement or outright scams, and they're really bad at both.)

Children: Not until after Inquisition, and at least one: a boy, Gwinak. (Haven't decided if they have more than one, but Gwinak's a certainty.

Pets: If Hawke doesn't roll up at some point and foist a mabari puppy onto her and Varric, I'm a nug. The Viscount's Keep is too boring anyway.

Gonna slap on some tags here for @biowaredisasterbisexual and @hyperions-light because I know they're interested, but IDK who else might want to see my cadash. XD

[ladydaybreaker]

Thoughts on the ending

So this isn't going to be as in depth as what some others have done...just my own personal thoughts. So, spoilers ahead y'all under the break

I felt the finale should have been longer. I felt that, especially towards the end, things were rushed and just slapped on in a 'well this happened'. Granted, this makes me have a bit more fun time with my 'job' writing out what happened for my stories as I get to play around...but at the same time, I wanted to see more.

I felt there definitely could have been more with J and Tessa (or "Tessa's" relationship, giving a better reason of why she sided with them than "I want to live". I kinda did the "Oh...so she knew the whole time." response when I saw J's reaction to the Solver bringing the ship down. Personally, I kinda hoped that she didn't know, which would have gotten a lot of very interesting interactions ranging from grief to confusion to absolute effing fury that the Solver took another thing from her. Which would have meant J fighting alongside N and V rather than against them...which imo could have been a cool thing. The "I hate you but I hate this thing more."

V I expected to be alive. In one way or another. Either she was going to be fully ok like what we saw in canon (that oil drag away in the ep7 teaser clued me in she survived) or we'd have Eldritch V to deal with before messing with "Tessa".

I do wish that the "Bus Crash Trio" had more of a relevance other than delivering the gun to Uzi and Khan getting to slam the door down on "Tessa" and stop her from eating N's core.

Also literally everyone but Doll and Tessa living was just a "aw come on..." from me (though there might be a chance to get Doll back from what I could see since we see Uzi's HUD flash her purple, Cyn's gold and Doll's red.)

I felt the entire episode could have been at least ten minutes longer.

Now, enough with the complaining and on to the stuff I liked.

The horror and action was wonderful. I adored the final fight against "Tessa" and J. The Hallway scene with "Tessa" stalking Uzi and N while giving Callback Pings to call Uzi back to her was chilling. Not to mention the whole "LetMeInLetMeInLetMeIn" scene. (I wish these scenes were longer, make the Solver horrifyingly threatening as it's toying with them/hunting them down). Also. Uzi's core literally trying to rip itself outta her chest as she's getting pinged was just horror fuel.

V and N's PTSD kicking in when "Tessa" confronted them just MWAH! Yes. All the Trauma for the cute murder bots. V's shrieks of terror and panicked "I need to get away!" moments were absolutely gorgeous and I will gladly enjoy messing with that in my own way.

The callback pings also made me squeal because that was something my awesome friend @banyanas created for their DD headcanons and we all kinda went feral over them. I'm glad to see them there!

Cyn lived. Even if she's not in her own body, I am happy to see the silly little chaos gremlin alive. I am STILL of the opinion that Cyn and the Solver are not the same person. As I kinda got that vibe when Cyn was talking to Uzi at the locker...it was a lot more kind and innocent compared to the earlier battle. Maybe it was her resignation of being stuck like that, I don't know.

Cori, effing Cori. I love the purple spitfire, still my favorite character to traumatize and love on and oh my god yes the Khori content. I am so glad she actually lived. Khan still loves his crazy beautiful wife even if she doesn't have a proper body (yet...I'm not convinced they don't eventually give her her body back). Tsundere Nori was sweet as she saved him and oh I'm totally not gonna weaponize this :3

Nuzi confirmed! My Biscuit Bites lovin' heart is happy. (Picks up Orion and Astra) Look! You two are somewhat canon now!

Uzi kicking god in the screen. CROSSROADS CREW! LOOKING GLASS BEAU AND FLIPSIDE VERA YOUR GIRL KEPT HER PROMISE AND KICKED GOD IN THE SCREEN!!

A detail I haven't shared much but have been thinking on was Uzi's eyes now. How they're a gradient of yellow and purple. I...will admit I did have the thought of when she gets stressed/frightened/angry there are little yellow glitches in them even though the Solver is destroyed in Suns, Moons and Stars.

All in all, still kinda 'ok' on the episode. My favorite is still Episode 4 though 7's up there. I wish some things went different but eh, that's what my job as a fanfic writer is.

As it stands, Thank you Liam, thank you Glitch, thank you Michael, Elsie, Nola, Daisy, Fitzy, everyone. All of you did your hearts' work and it very much shows. If not for you guys, I never would have met people I am honored and blessed to call friends. And I never would have started writing probably the longest story project I've ever done.

May you dance among the stars from adversity.

-Lady Daybreaker

[nyxyooni]

(3) Honey Ties

Prev/Next

hello! i'm back!!! i know its been a little over a year, trust me. out of all the fics that i have not updated this is the one that haunts my nightmares the most. BUT enough of that, im here! this is here!!!!! not only is this an update, but ive also just made up my mind, literally as im typing this out as to what this whole thing is gonna be. and im thinking of a slice-of-life-esque collection of loosely connected chapters with very little plot scattered about.

and! before you continue, this is also my informal invitation for you, my dear and wonderful readers, to make requests for any future updates! i'll make another update as to what im comfortable with writing for this particular story later! so, without further ado, lets go!

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In retrospect, the man kept a decent amount of distance between himself and Bruce, one hand was steadily holding out a flute of champagne while the one next to Bruce clutched the opposite lapel of his suit jacket. Really, he was most likely leaning closer to their father simply to speak clearly to him. His eyes, although hard to see through the glare of the glasses covering them were looking at Bruce's face with respectful interest, an easy smile on his moving lips. There was nothing scummy about the man, nothing threatening—well except maybe for the sheer size of him but then again, his shoulders were slumped, rounded despite their broadness.

"Jason!" Hissing as he reached a hand to the bigger man in front of him, so close to being able to grab him, and lamenting when his hands failed short a mere inch. At least Jason wasn't bulldozing people out of the way, small victories he guessed. "Jason!" Near desperate Dick threw himself at the hulking figure of his younger brother stuttering to a stop just as Jason froze, suddenly becoming a brick wall. "Jason for the love of god, get your issues under control you absolute freak—"

And they were right in front of Bruce and the stranger, except that the stranger wasn't a stranger at all.

"Mr. Kent?" Straightening in order to stand next to his brother, Dick suddenly felt a little stupid for being even remotely suspicious of Clark Kent, granted he hadn't known it was him, but still, the man couldn't hurt a fly even if he tried.

"Hm? Oh!" Straightening up with a little jolt Clark Kent patted his free hand against his thigh, letting go of the suit to reveal the fact it didn't quite fit properly but he was smiling gently, dimples sinking into his tan cheeks, "hello, Mr. Grayson, Mr. Todd." Nodding at both of them, voice sure and body steady. "I don't mean to be rude or overstep my boundaries, but it is a wonder to see you at one of these events, Mr. Todd."

Huffing, relaxing at long last Jason popped out one of his hips as he crossed his arms, beside him Dick also deflated, taking a nice, slow deep breath and lifting his head to smile at the reporter. "Mr. Kent, you know how we feel about you addressing us like that," Dick would probably say out loud in his next interview, that Clark Kent was his favorite reporter of all time. Something about the man felt incredibly warm.

Laughing, somehow in a way that felt like walking out onto the porch of a country house on a warm summer morning, Clark Kent's smile grew. It dulled the intricate glass chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.  "And if I remember clearly, I said that the only way I would stop was if you would stop calling me as such," peeling away fully from Bruce and the baby, Damian following the movement with a small sway of his body, Clark stood a couple of steps away from their father, "in that regard, I can see the family resemblance..."

It was slow, it was gentle, and somehow, despite being in the middle of a gala, full of old, rich people with money stuffed all the way up their asses, they looked at each other as though they were alone. Dick took a step closer, his body moving on its own.

"I am here to pry. What is a man such as yourself doing here, Mr. Kent?" Jason's voice cut through Dick, it made little baby Damian snap his head over with his mouth open. Only Bruce remained serene, with a gentle smile as he looked at everyone gathered around him, gently bouncing Damian. "Out of all the stuck-up people who just love to talk about themselves, you're here, bothering our father and—"

"Jason..." Bruce's voice wasn't hard, it never was, and never had been, and if Dick were to bet money on it, couldn't be. "Let's not be rude, Mr. Kent and I were just having a nice conversation," in his arms the baby seemed to focus on Clark Kent, body leaning over, to stretch out towards the reporter, hands flailing and mouth moving in words that were not words and could not be heard over all the other noise. "What is it, baby, hm?"

Moving Damian, shifting him so that he held him up in front of his face from somewhere under his shoulders, hands wrapped securely around his body, cradling his ribs. However, Damian leaned over to the side, hands reaching and reaching. Toward Clark Kent.

All four of them stared at the baby, shock clear across their faces, Clark Kent stared blankly until a smile broke out on his face, so very unlike the previous one. Somehow it shined brighter, it made Dick take half a step back and made Jason go rigid. It was obvious, he was whole-heartedly and unabashedly endeared with the little bundle of joy currently trying to claw his way into his arms and out of his father.

Raising a hand, curled weakly, Clark Kent used two of his fingers to pinch the baby's cheeks, he did not take Damian into his arms the way the baby wanted, but he did give him attention. The man stepped closer, hunched down so that he could look into those priceless jewel-green eyes, and smiled. "I don't know, baby, maybe you should stay with your daddy?" It was near deafening, the soft tenor and sway of Clark Kent's voice amidst the maddening constant buzz of the crowd around them. "Who is he gonna hold if I'm the one holding you, hm?" Letting go of the soft supple skin to instead gently rub with the back of his index finger the man smiled again.

Damian whined, high and reedy and short, he wriggled one last time and sighed. As though a wave of sleepiness hit him all at once he settled against Bruce's chest. Blinking slowly and instinctively moving his hand up to his mouth so he could suck on his curled fist.

No one moved, no one made so much as a sound. Even when around them the buzz seemed to be near a delirious height the baby's body relaxed, chest rising and caving slowly and steadily like. Damian had fallen asleep.

Awestruck, Dick reached out to gently poke one of Damian's soft, chubby cheeks as though he couldn't possibly believe what the baby had done. It wasn't that Damian struggled to sleep, at least not when he was comfortable and in a quiet peaceful space, not silent, the baby seemed to love the sound of their father's voice, or the soft chirping of birds, the trickle of water from a stream, the pitter-patter of gentle rain. Never silent, simply calm. The beating of their father's heart as he slipped away into slumber atop his chest.

Damian disliked loud, chaos that held no rhyme not reason, crashes, bangs, or pops, just like any baby. Damian loved the sound of his family, just like any baby.

"Well, would you look at that," gently maneuvering the baby so he was being cradled in his arms, Bruce smiled up at Clark Kent, that utterly wonderful and disarming smile and made his eyes crinkle and his dimples show. "It seems that my baby was all tuckered out, it has been a very exciting day for him," halfway through his sentence, Bruce had instead focused on Damian, speaking down to him in a hushed tone. Leaning down to plant a dry kiss on the baby's forehead. "Does anyone have the time?"

All three of them snapped to attention at finally being addressed, neither Dick nor Jason had their phones on them, Alfred insisting that it was ruining their suits pointlessly so. Still standing beside their father, Clark Kent brought his wrist up in a quick, sharp movement and slid his sleeve down so he could peer down to his watch for about three seconds.

"It seems to be a quarter to eleven," came the man's smooth voice. His glasses had slid down his nose, resting at the very tip. Swiftly he pushed them up with his middle finger in a practiced motion from years that had transformed it to instinct.

"Dad." Jason called out, voice taking that tall-tale brattish tone that had irked Dick to insanity when they were still getting used to being around each other. The shock of having the young man call their father as such settled in right after the irritating bit of nostalgia. "If you still want to hang around and..." trailing off, pointedly looking Clark Kent up and down, he finished with a clear expression of distaste. "Mingle... I'll take Damian up to his room."

Bruce looked from his son to Clark Kent, he wasn't stupid, he knew his children. Knew how to read their moods, how to soothe them, and how to speak to them, Bruce knew when they lied to him and when they kept secrets from him. Like how he knew there was something all of his kids were keeping something from, something big, that no matter how much he wanted to know, no matter how it hurt to not be trusted, would wait for them to tell him. Bruce knew his children, and because he knew his children, he was keenly aware that Jason did not likeClark Kent.

"Oh Jason," stepping forward to his son, not for the first and definitely not for the last time, startled at how the young man was taller than him, "don't worry about that, I'll take him up, get him nice and settled." Cupping the side of his face, Bruce smiled when Jason's shoulder's relaxed, "stay here, make sure nobody tries to steal Dick away, or worse, Tim." Grinning, he dropped his hand, stepping away and towards the way out, "I'm worried that he'll try and bite someone again."

Dick's laughter leaves his chest before he even realized it. Someone had once made the mistake of trying to... cozy up with Tim while the boy was practically falling asleep on his feet, never mind the fact he was still very underage. The outcome had been hilarious. And very satisfying, Bruce had unleashed hell on the degenerate and was banished from any and all future galas that he hosted.

"Mm, I don't know..." Jason rested his chin on the webbing between his index finger and thumb, "it was pretty funny last time... something tells me it'll be pretty funny a second time..."

Huffing fondly, with a roll of his eyes, their father shook his head as he turned around. Maneuvering around people with an amount of tact and ease that made all three men jealous.

"Well... that went great!" Dick turned to Clark Kent with a clap of his hands and a smile on his face. Beside him Jason grumbled, refusing to look at the reporter and instead surveyed the hall, glad that in about an hour or so, everyone would be gone and their home would return to the peaceful atmosphere he had learned to appreciate. "We understand that you and Dad were talking and... we want to apologize for interrupting—"

"I don't."

"—since you two seemed to get along and, while I shouldn't be saying this, Dad doesn't have many friends, so I appreciate that he had you to talk to tonight." Finished Dick, as though he hadn't been interrupted at all. 

Clark Kent looked at them both with mirth dancing in his blue eyes, the shade was darker than their father's, it was almost like the blue that inked the ocean, low and mellow, or the rich blue spanning over a field of wheat, reminiscent of serenity. As they gazed at them, however, it matched the blue of kings, the reflection of the lights against his lenses made due for the golden accents. His smirk charming, the curls of his hair that fell just right over his forehead enough to distract from the ill-fitted suit. Flute of champagne half empty in his hands. 

"Please! None of that!" He was smiling, dimples deep, he looked younger this way, disarming, Dick narrowed his eyes, careful to safeguard his own smile. "It was entirely my pleasure, not many people can say that they've had the privilege of speaking with Bruce Wayne, to count myself as one of the lucky few, well... it's almost a dream come true." Clark Kent's voice was smooth, almost impossibly so. 

Jason felt a sneer pulling at the edges of his mouth, that wasn't what a friend would say. He knew something was up with Kent, if it wasn't to try to wheedle some bullshit to fill half a collum on the front page of The Daily Planet, then, of course, it was to get nice and cozy with their father. 

"If you two would excuse me," the man was speaking again, dimples and curls and big blues, "it's been a rather exciting day and an even more exciting night." He was bowing his head, in respect, "and well, I find myself a long way from home. Good night, Mr. Grayson," he held a hand out towards Dick, who took it and shook it, amiably. "Mr. Todd." Then out to Jason, who took the hand, and squeezed a little harder than he should've, in return, the dimples and the man deepened. 

Watching the man walking away, lacking the same grace of his father but still impressive in his own manner, a bad feeling began to stir in their stomachs. 

[evilkitten3]

Kakashi, 3 9 and 23

(tumblr decided to log me out right as i was about to respond to this i freaking hate this site gah)

ok, kakashi time!!

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

in shippuden kakashi tells naruto to keep quiet about what tobi told them concerning the uchiha massacre until they knew more (which does make sense, and i absolutely understand his decision even if i don't really agree with it) but then he never. actually tried to learn more about it. like bro the government you work for may have ordered the massacre of your student's entire family and you aren't. you aren't at all interested in following up on that? granted things got a bit out of hand, but then he became hokage. so. no excuse for that as far as i'm concerned.

by the time he bumped into sasuke right after danzou exploded himself, he already knew what tobi had said, and instead of trying to actually talk to sasuke - who is visibly having a breakdown of some kind - about that, he just. comes to the conclusion that now it's up to him to finish the job. of genocide.

on top of that, sakura not knowing the truth about the massacre is what led her to believe sasuke was insane and she had to kill him so he didn't kill naruto (or worse, force naruto to kill him), and kakashi could have at any point brought this up. if he was determined to keep sakura in the dark, he could've told sasuke "she doesn't know" or something, which sasuke probably wouldn't have cared about regardless but would've at least clued sakura in to the fact that something was up.

like idk if it ever occurred to kakashi, but if obito hadn't gotten squooshed, itachi would've killed him too.

so i guess what i don't like is that the kakashi who said "i will never let my comrades die" in the wave arc and who disobeyed tsunade and went after naruto in the retrieval arc turned out to have some conditions on that. gay sharingan rights but only for him, i guess

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

ehhh maybe? i think he could put up with my bs but i don't think i could put up with his. i don't really like being lied to, and while his reasons for being late are funny to see/watch, i'm pretty sure i'd lose my shit if it was happening to me.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

oh there's so many. ....i say that, but when i tried to think of my favorite panels involving kakashi, most of them were actually about someone else (gai or sasuke, typically). but here's a handful of good kakashi moments

...maybe this last one is my favorite tho

~technically that's treason~

[murdleandmarot]

for 2nd oc game:

- describe bluebelle's voice. does she have a voice claim?

- what is the thing bluebelle likes the most about herself?

- least favorite food and color?

preciate !!

-cilly :3

HI HELLO AGAIN!!!!!

It’s literally midnight but I wanna knock this one out of the park rly quick lolll

1. Voice claims are difficult, but it’s a combination of things for Bluebelle. I answered this question but like 3 weeks ago, so I had to go digging to remember what I said to see if I still agree with it.

It’s a mix between Aurora Aksnes and Haley Grant from the Harmaleighs, (Don’t Panic is the best song by them for reference), and her timbre and tone is VERY emulative of Savannah Brown. She’s a poet/video essayist on YouTube and I am absolutely in love with her forever and ever.

That’s the closest I think I’ll get to knowing what her voice sounds like, because she doesn’t even really ‘talk to me’ at all, if that makes sense. Im going completely off of vibes with this one besties.

2. She is SO proud of her dancing skills, it’s the thing she’s best at, and she’s worked a lot to get as good as she is. If there’s one thing that bluebelle definitively likes about herself, it’s her ability to dance. Ballet my beloved.

3. LEAST favorite food and color is a good question oooo. I don’t think she’s a huge fan of much meat, she’ll tolerate most of it, but she doesn’t like rly chewy and tough food, it’s annoying to her. And her least favorite color is probably yellow, it’s too bright a lot of the time.

[zarogz]

Writing tag game!

Tysm @moonlightfrogsandkisses for tagging me!! :D

1.How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 4 so far! Working on my first au rn :)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Somewhere around 1500 I think? Probably a little less.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Young royals :)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I only have four as of now, but ranked by kudos would be:

The Road We Take Funnily enough the first one I ever wrote.

As Darkness Falls I think this one just had to get out of my head, I'm not a huge fan of how I wrote it and looking back there are a LOT of mistakes but I'm keeping it online in case anyone likes it.

Where Soul Meets Heart Genuinely forgot that I wrote this :')

When Two Worlds Collide A space/sci-fi au I'm working on right now!

5. Do you respond to comments?

absolutely! (I accidentally ghosted like an entire fic once because I forgot about them, sorry!!! and responded like 2 months later) but yes definitely! I think it's really fun to see the perspective of other people on my stories, and they inspire me!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I want to say Where Soul Meets Heart but realistically it's probably As Darkness Falls

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Definitely The Road We Take

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope! luckily not

9. Do you write smut?

no :)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Nope :D

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope :)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Oooh not yet, but that does sound fun! I think I'd like to settle a bit more into my writing skills/style first tho. But I would definitely love to do that someday!

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't have any (posted) as of right now. At least not any that I don't think I will finish. But I have so many ideas/scenes that I just can't figure out the right fit for if that makes sense? I'm thinking of posting a fic with just random WIPS though.

15. What are your writing strengths?

I like to think I write dialogue pretty decently? But all the fics I've posted now are my only experience so we'll see!

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Probably making things sound smooth, or write how the characters feel in a smooth way. Sometimes I read a fic where people can describe certain emotions in such beautiful ways instead of "he was anxious" and I think that's so incredibly cool.

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I definitely think it can be done right! But also in a way that doesn't pull you out of the reading experience because you don't understand what they're saying, if that makes sense?

18. First fandom you wrote for?

Young royals

19. Favorite fic you’ve written?

When Two Worlds Collide Which I'm working on right now. I think it's my first 'professional' fic if that makes sense? I proof read a lot more, am settling into writing, and I even managed to convince a friend to beta read!

Granted they watched the first few episodes so they don't really know when a character is out of character, but they have helped immensely on the rest of the writing or when I can't figure out certain sentences!

I’m also messing around a bit with world building and sketching/drawing things for a fic for the first time, so that's fun!

I haven't really connected with people on here yet, so I also have no idea who's been tagged, but I'll give it a shot. No pressure!:

@gioliana @grapehyasynth @filmspring

[phyrestartr]

Good evening! Hope you’re doing well and everything is good and sexxxyy~

I discovered your blog a few weeks ago and have been meaning to send a message for the l o n g e s t time, but sadly, it was finals season for me at my uni 🫠 (I survived and passed my shit but jfc).

N e ways, you are an amazing M/GN reader x character author and your writing, style, and seamless grasp of drama x tension x romance x smut is absolutely scrumdiddlyumptious 🤌🏼 😙 like gurl, I started with your Divine Favor series and I was in the trenches. And your MIGUEL O’ HARA STUFF?! (Immediately followed you). I hadn’t even watched JJK prior to this (only passively engaging thx to the hot anime men), but you pushed me to finally watch it.

I wanted to inquire about 3 things:

1) I saw this being done with your anon ask posts, but may I please be added to the list w a 🚂 pls 🙏🏼😣?

2) I have a tendency to listen to music as I read x reader fics and I was wondering for Divine Favor (or your other Sukuna/Miggy fics) if you had specific songs that helped set the vibe? Personally I thought Generous Palmstroke and Losss by Björk were rlly fitting! Highly recommend and lmk what u think

3) Lastly I’m unsure if you’re taking requests (esp for Toji 👀) but if it’s not much to ask, may I ask for a Toji x shy (downbad) m reader whose incredibly powerful despite his personality. I like the trope of an unassuming character no one expects to be anything managing to surprise/put others in awe or in their place at their prowess and talents. Toji seems like the guy who’d become pleasantly surprised (and a little smitten) with those of strength of equal caliber, so maybe this can take place during a mission against a rather difficult curse or enemy. I’ll give you the liberty to see if it progresses to impromptu smut or maybe a sweet date. For reader’s cursed sorcerer weapon, let’s make it a whip! (Kinky)

This was hella long so have a good evening!

- 🚂

Yo yo! Firstly, I'm glad you survived your finals!! CONGRATULATIONS LET'S GO RISE UP UNI GANG YEEHAW EDUMICATED I remember when I did my finals and I was truly withering away o(--( granted I went to animation school so at least I got to draw ig LOL. BUT WELL DONE, I HOPE YOU CAN REST EASY FOR A BIT!!

YES you are officially dubbed 🚂!

2. YES I listen to music a lot when I write tbh, and sometimes a specific song will influence the entire vibe of a piece/the entire plot. One of my favourite fics I've written (Your Godly Path Leads Back to Him) was inspired by "Western Nights" by Ethel Cain and I could deadass only write that fic when I had that song on lol... For Icarus, I listen to Isabel LaRosa (favorite, older in particular), keshi, Dove Cameron (We Go Down Together), NBSPLV (The Lost Soul Down). Lots of sensual vibe songs mixed with some very quiet romance-y songs at the same time. Those are for the base story at least, but other drabbles I just listen to whatever fits the vibe. I'll check out them song recs too, tysm for the suggestions!! 👀

3. I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO!!

Tysm again for the support my dude!! IT'S VERY APPRECIATED ASJDKLFJASLKDJF

[spiritsglade]

15 and 16 for dick or bruce?

[character ask game]

15 & 16 are the fav/least fav ship questions and. well.

i'm gonna be so for real i don't really know that much about dick or bruce canonically outside their relationship to jason (because i sure have a favorite) and the immediate batfam. i don't engage with dc ship content very often. so i'm just gonna speedrun vaguely the ships i have opinions on off the top of my head, based on what are mostly first impressions.

bruce

batcat - they're fine. cute. the part where bruce reveals his identity to her in hush was very nice!! made me care about them for a bit even though i was only reading that comic for jason lol. unfortunately i like a different 'i am the vengeance of the night' vigilante and his catgirl girlfriend better. im sorry selina kyle and bruce wayne you have nothing on those like... 3 panels of marc spector and greer grant nelson i am rotating around in my brain daily

brutalia - very interesting to me!! particularly from talia's side where she has to choose between loyalty to her father and how much she cares about bruce. the fact they can't ever have something stable and long term is what makes them compelling. i am ignoring whatever the fuck morrison did to talia

superbat - fun. they're cute. think it's the bruce ship i've seen the most fan content of. i think i like clois more but i am capable of multishipping.

i saw some funny panels of him failing to date vicki vale once. that was entertaining

batjokes - someone tagged a post of mine that was not even about them with the ship one time so now i just hate them regardless of justification. i don't know what the appeal is i assume it's some unhealthy fucked up corruption arc thing. good for you i guess but personally i am blowing up the joker forever and killing him with hammers.

dick

birdflash - i have read a couple fics with them i think but it's been several months at this point. they're cute. i feel like i know nothing about wally after all of those fics. victim of a bat-centric fandom i fear

dickbabs - i like them in a 'they were never gonna work out in a long term' way. i think that's interesting. the love was there but they have changed so much that they can't be together in that way anymore. it's a special kind of bond you develop after that, i think.

him with kori - don't know much about them. kori misses him in rhato and it made me feel emotions beyond deep and unabiding hatred for the writer, which is more than the writing in that run usually does for me. i've seen enough that i'm curious enough to check out more.

read a couple dickroy fics that i liked once. they have something complicated going on, from the looks of it. good for them.

i do not ship him with catalina just to be entirely clear. but i did actually read the nightwing comics post 93, unlike the rest of his canon content. his absolutely horrendous mental health during this era was so interesting and i wish it was explored further. i feel like with comics it is so easy for the reader to just go along with dick's 2 billion facades over his real feelings. i wish we saw those real feelings a lil more. as a treat.