#h a d e s || headcanon

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Animal Crossing Agere ໒ ˚⁎

Hiii, could you make Little! Sherb (for Animal Crossing) hcs? :33

•Sherb’s lazy and carefree demeanor makes age regression feel like a natural extension of his personality. He doesn’t worry about responsibilities and instead focuses on enjoying the moment, whether that means playing, napping, or having snacks

•"I caught a bug today, but he looked sleepy, so I let him go nap again.."

•Sherb adores soft, cozy items like plushies and blankets. He has a favorite stuffed animal ( a small goat plush named "Billy" ) that he carries around during his regression time. His Cute Bed is his go-to nest for naps with his plushies

•Sherb's regressed mindset often leads him to daydream fantastical stories about superheroes or magical creatures, inspired by his love for comics and his favorite song, Hypno K.K.

•Hobbies in Little Space :

•Sherb loves to sit at his cute DIY table and doodle with crayons, creating pictures of his friends in the village or simple drawings of flowers, bugs, and fish. He sometimes tapes these up on his walls like a proud little artist

•Sherb would uses his cute tea table for pretend tea parties with his plushies and sometimes invites other villagers (especially peppy or sisterly types) to join in. He’ll pour "bug juice" (imaginary tea) and serve his favorite snacks, like cookies and fruit

•Sherb enjoys catching bugs or fishing but does so more for the fun of watching the critters move rather than collecting them. He’ll giggle if a butterfly lands near him or pretend he’s a brave adventurer discovering a "new species"

•Normal villagers (like Fauna or Molly) are often his primary caregivers, gently guiding him and offering soft-spoken reassurances when he's in little space. They might bake him treats or read him stories

•Sisterly villagers (like Deirdre) take on a protective, big sibling role, ensuring Sherb feels safe and happy, while also indulging in his playful games

•Sherb gets along best with other lazy villagers (like Zucker or Bob) during age regression, bonding over shared interests like snacks and cartoons. Peppy villagers (like Audie or Rosie) are also great playmates, as they love his imagination and energy

•Sherb’s regressed behavior might confuse snooty or jock villagers, but they’re often charmed by his innocent, carefree joy. Jocks like Dom might even try to teach Sherb games or exercises, which Sherb will approach like a clumsy toddler trying to follow along

•Dreamy Room : Sherb’s house already has a soft and whimsical vibe, which perfectly suits his regressed self. He might add more "little" touches, like colorful posters, fairy lights, or handmade paper crafts. His Hypno K.K. player is always on, providing a soothing soundtrack

•Sherb treasures anything pastel-colored or with a playful design. His Cute Sofa is his favorite spot for cuddling up with a blanket, and he loves fiddling with the old-fashioned alarm clock on his Cute Tea Table

•Nap Enthusiast : Age Regression for Sherb always includes naps. He’ll make a blanket fort or tuck himself into his Cute Bed and call it his "cloud castle"

•"Do you think clouds like snacks too? Maybe that’s why they look so fluffy"

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[aerospectrum]

this is purely rambling for a canon divergent headcanon for jamie’s backstory that I needed to set free but I’m trying to save the dash sanity with a readmore

semi-inspired by this

It’s a quarter past 10pm when Jamie gets up from his desk. He paces the oversized office, pausing at the window to stare out at the empty car stalls lining the street. This isn’t home; this isn’t even life and certainly not one he ever really wanted. 

He sets his permissions badge on the stack of files placed neatly on the corner of his desk. He stares at the half cold cup of coffee he brewed not twenty minutes earlier that ripples with every footstep he takes towards it. This isn’t what he wants. 

He doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life living under the thumb of a neglectful father who’s never shied away from announcing his disappointment in who he was or was becoming. He can’t stand under the weight of his failures and he doesn’t think he can survive knowing his younger sister’s words were never wrong; the more he became what John wanted the more John hated him. He can’t live with knowing she’s right. He can’t and he won’t. 

There’s a guilt that peels away at his reserve every chance it gets. Beth’s retaliation for his role in destroying her own chances at bringing life into the world eats away at him more than anything. Her constant threats to kill him; to annihilate him off the face of any map that he lingers on sit heavy on the side of things he can’t reconcile. There’s a damage he’s inflicted on her that no amount of regret will ever undo— they were teenagers, terrified of their father’s rage, but still… he didn’t tell her. He didn’t even warn her. He walked her into that clinic knowing they’d take her future from her. He hates himself everyday for it, but he’s never been able to let her know that. And even if she did know, it wouldn’t be enough and she’d spare the energy to beat it into him even deeper than it was: his self-loathing wasn’t enough. 

He feels stripped of his humanity within the Dutton household. He doesn’t belong and he knows in this moment that he never did. He wants to, he’s desperate to. It’s not even about whether he’s blood related or not- there’s something intrinsically wrong within him, he’s reached a brokenness that can’t be returned for a do-over. He doesn’t belong. This isn’t the life he. It never was. 

Maybe it really is nature versus nurture. Maybe he was always going to be some sort of monster the way his biological father was. He should’ve told Kayce that it was his own father who set up the hit on everyone- sparing him for whatever reason, Jamie would never know. He wishes he’d told Kayce. He wishes he’d done everything differently. He wishes he could call him and say goodbye, but Kayce’s gentle understanding would be too harsh a punishment for what Jamie knows he deserves. So he leaves every part of himself behind in that office. 

For a long time he ponders over what John views him as, he tries to decipher what constitutes as cowardice and what counts as growth. He sets his suit jacket and tie down on the back of the chair and slowly unbuttons the collared shirt. sliding the expensive fabric off he throws it in a heap beside the dress pants and shoes. The exposure of cold air to his skin makes his arms bristle and the hair at the nape of his neck stands. He redresses slowly; contemplating leaving a note the entire time. He can’t bring himself to explain anything. He doesn’t want to. He wants to leave no trace of himself. 

He pulls the dark green shirt on, it’s scratchy and almost threadbare, then he slides the mixed shades of auburn plaid on top of it. His jeans are loose and sink against the abrupt curve of his hipbones and his boots are worn in to a comfortable bend, coated with dirt and earth that’s older than him. He sets his cell phones on the ID and permissions badges and stares at the blank screens. He had his numbers disconnected earlier in the day; he recalls the jovial tone he used with the agent; her laughter at his jokes at deciding to live off the grid that were actually real all along. 

Jamie takes the thick packet slapped with some fancy government seal and warning about how the unlawful theft of it was a punishable crime. He roughly stuffs it into the backpack and slings it over his shoulder. “All I’ve ever done is try to protect this family.” He says to the empty office space, lingering at the doorway he turns to look around, trying to engrave the memory of it all one last time. He clicks the switch to the lights off and heads out the back stairwell, where the hall at the end of it spits him out into the empty parking lot. 

There’s a haunting nostalgia that sweeps through his veins and makes his bones creak with an ache that he can’t shake. Each step takes him further than he’s ever thought to go. 

The roads are silent, the wind howls against him, whistling against the asphalt and matching up with his rhythmic inhaling and exhaling. It’s almost sunrise when a truck comes barreling down the dusty side road he’s been on for hours. 

“Where ya headed?” The friendly voice calls out. It’s warm and gruff and reminds him of his father for a split second. He has to think it over for a beat longer than he should’ve, the impatient tap of the man’s hands against his steering wheel pulls Jamie’s focus back to the moment. 

“Somewhere far… out of state.” He scrounges the answer up as best as he can; he feels like luck is one his side with how easily his identity seems to slide under the radar. 

He traveled all across the states after the first ride. Each time he’d invent a new idea for himself. He grew his hair long, no long needing to plaster it down to his head or keep it trimmed and under control for the office or his families public presence. Sometimes he’d grow a beard and hide behind the disguise of dirt and little sleep. His missing status was difficult at the start; every once in a while a lone driver would offer him and ride and stare at him like he was a ghost. Then it would click and they’d begin to pry, asking him if he knew he was the missing AG or ask him if he needed help back to Montana. They were always well meaning, but he’d brush it off and insist he was nothing more than an intensely familiar doppelgänger. Or he’d lie through his teeth and create an elaborate backstory for why he was traveling. They’d eat it up and drop him off where he needed and he’d leave before they could contact any sort of law enforcement or officials about his whereabouts. 

Nearly five years passed before people stopped recognizing him. His thick black hair had gotten long and taken on a salt and pepper hue, coupled with the facial hair he blended into his surroundings well enough that he’d started to put roots down. He even let himself come out of the closet he’d been forced into as a young teen and for once he was happy, genuinely happy.

He frequented a bar near the river and had become close friends with most of the bartenders there. Sometimes they’d try to work their way into his past, but he’d learned how to decipher their tricks and he cultivated a good enough backstory that they’d buy it and even seem willing to let it be the part of his past he didn’t want to talk about. They never tried to tempt him with any sort of bait and switch tactics; they’d just listen and offer advice. He was slowly finding his own identity and becoming someone he felt ok with being. 

It was early in the evening when his phone lit up on the tabletop, an unknown number. He laughs at something the bartender says to him and grabs the small device out of habit. His smile is warm and it finally reaches his eyes. It’s a type of happiness he only felt when he was a young teen and his mother would tell him he was the luckiest decision she got to make. Before she died. Before his father let it be known through his actions that the land was his true love. Before Beth and him became insufferable mortal enemies. Before, before, before…

He doesn’t know why he answered it. It’s probably an old muscle memory that rears up from his political law days. He slides the screen to answer followed by a grimace at his stupidity. “Hello?” He asks, his heart drops deep into his stomach when she speaks back. 

“You’re a hard one to find.” 

“How did you get this number?”

“I’m coming to get you… you’re coming back.”

“Goodbye, Beth.” He hangs up the phone and the bartender notices how his smile has fallen, replaced with a guilt she only ever sees hardened criminals and people running from a past they can’t escape swimming in. 

[vaedar]

𝐎𝐎𝐂; 𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚝𝙳 𝚂𝟸 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢

Okay, so I wanted more Valyria and dragon lore and that new season 2 opening delivered on both, if only a little bit. Below cut, I will try to break down the first sequences of the opening pertaining Valyria with some theories. As always, a reminder that these things are just my interpretation to be used only in this RP blog, and it is in no way to be considered canon unless so specified.

(Doesn't really contain spoilers about HotD, only the use of the first 3 opening theme scenes to elaborate on dragon lore/valyria theories).

The first one is pretty straightforward. Valyria was built on blood, and so that shows here, which transitions into the next scene, where we see Valyria (particularly, the Anogrion, which we are told was the 'source of power' of the valyrian bloodmages) be formed or 'weaved' from this first sequence of the blood.

We then get the blood continuing the path down to the figure that looks almost like a sphynx, with wings of fire, body of a dragon/lizard creature, and a valyrian head. This is reminiscent to the song Daemon sings to Vermithor, especially with the next sequence:

We see a valyrian seemingly 'offering' themselves to the creature, while apparently being stabbed, with their blood gathered in a bowl. We also see glass candles, three to be specific. Again, the number three, like the song tells of a 'winged leader, fire breather, two heads to a third sing'. In the original english song (not the literal translation) it's more clearly stated:

"One who breathes fire, one who bears wings, but two heads need three, and a spell that sings."

The song is describing a ritual, more specifically, a bloodmagic ritual:

"Follow my voice blood magic old the price has been paid as the fires foretold.

In visions of flame listen to me the spell that needs three is made whole through me."

What I initially take from this all is that we're being shown how the dragon bond was formed. This could also explain why Daemon sings this to Vermithor as a way of 'appeasing' the dragon, as it was once part of the spell/bloodmagic used to bond with the dragons. It would seem that the ritual requires a union of dragon and human blood (DNA?) for the bond to happen, which explains various aspects about Dragonlords and dragons themselves.

The intermarrying to keep the blood pure. GRRM has said that not all valyrians practiced this, only/mostly the Dragonlord or noble families. If only the blood of that original valyrian that was part of the ritual to bond with the dragons is what works then, of course, you would have to preserve that blood as pure as possible. However, does this mean that only certain dragons (from the lineage of that original dragon that bonded with the original family member) can bond with that family? Can this be used as an explanation to why the Cannibal ate other dragons, because he was hatched from an egg that was already there from the original valyrians that founded Dragonstone and not Targaryen bonded dragons? Does this confirm that Dany's eggs are Dreamfyre's? Maybe, maybe it's coincidence. I personally prefer to not take it as coincidence, especially for the sake of lore building.

The miscarriages and 'dragon/lizard babies'. If the dragon bond is through a magical fusion of human and dragon blood, then this means Dragonlords have dragon DNA in them, which of course, would probably not make for a great combination sometimes. And we get the deformities and dragon features in the unborn babies from that dragon DNA overpowering the human. It's no surprise that miscarriages can also be common because of some 'error' or incompatibility on the cellular level (magic can only do so much I guess?).

The creation of dragons. In TWOIAF and F&B both we are given the possibility that dragons were actually created. In the song/spell, I believe we are given a little hint to support that theory in the very first stanza: "One who breathes fire, one who bears wings, but two heads need three."

One who breathes fire = fire wyrms. We are told these are essentially blind, wingless, worm-like lizards that live under the Fourteen Flames. This can be supported with the appearance of Caraxes, the Blood Wyrm (the dragon looks like a winged worm pretty much), and the 'dragon' that hatched to little Laena Velaryon (a wingless wyrm, maggot-white and blind). One who bears wings = wyverns. We are told they are reptiles that look like smaller dragons since they have wings, but they don't breathe fire. They are wild in Sothoryos, where we know Valyrians liked to 'experiment' with creatures (because maybe a certain civilization already did as much? little bit more on that below).

In the rest of the song, we have the "But two heads need three" and "The spell that needs three is made whole through me". That second one is particularly interesting to me with the 'made whole' part. It could simply be symbolic only to the dragon bond, since the literal translation of the song says "To bind the three, to you I sing". I think this can be taken as in a fusion of three DNAs are needed to create the dragon, as much as three 'heads' are needed to forge the original dragon bond of a valyrian Dragonlord lineage.

The 'three' aspect is the base of a lot of things throughout the whole of ASOIAF, it's not exclusive to just one particular thing, or even the prophecy itself. So I do believe that it's possible it can apply to both the dragon bond and the creation of dragons. I would go as far as to wager that the hidden symbolism behind the Targaryen three-headed dragon is not just to represent the conquerors, but the original recipe of the 'three ingredients' (for lack of a better term) necessary for dragon creation, dragon bonding, and all else that the three symbolism is used for valyrians and bloodmagic. Let us not forget that the 'Fire and Blood' the Targaryens use is also based on Valyrian culture as a whole, not exclusive to the Targaryens alone, as Fire and Blood are what valyrian magic was rooted on.

However, it's important to note that we are also given in books how dragons pre-date Valyrians, and the existence of ancient Dragonlords before the founding of the Valyrian Freehold. What is an even older civilization that started out great but descended into brutality and slavery, that also practiced incest, dark arts (like manipulating DNA of creatures?), necromancy, bloodmagic, etc.? The Great Empire of the Dawn.

It's an old and pretty possible theory that GRRM might be giving us clues through Dany's dream of those 'gemstone eyed kings' that valyrians are either directly descended from this civilization or are its inheritors, and it's from their legacy that valyrians 'learned' how to forge the dragon bond ( and other magical aspects, including valyrian steel, which is also very likely forged through bloodmagic ). It could be valyrians did not create dragons but instead this older civilization ( that, interestingly, occupied the east of Essos, very likely Asshai, which is often used as the place from where dragons 'originate' from).

All of these things tie into the show's theme regarding prophecy but also how dangerous dragons are, because everything that made Valyria powerful is built on bloodmagic. I will not go into details because I don't want to use spoilers, but I believe that opening tapestry was purposely done to support these theories exposing the 'wrongness' of the dragons and their power. And how eventually, bloodmagic always has a price.

[vahrutasgrace]

CW NSFT;; Zora Anatomy

¯`°¤.¸.¤ ¯`°¤.-- ♕ I

→ Female (afab) Zora anatomy. For Zora (afab) females, they have a slit that is not visible to the naked eye until aroused. In which it opens, allowing for insertion.

Once past the Zora's vulva, within the vagina itself lines multiple tendrils along its walls. Soft and like the tentacles of a sea anemone, they are meant to keep semen trapped without escaping when breeding in water. The Zora have evolved to take water breeding into consideration and their bodies have adapted to ensure that any seed cannot easily leak out.

The tendrils inside of a Zora are also exceedingly pleasurable for any male (amab) as well, and could be described as being hugged and massaged by multiple fingers. Sometimes these tendrils are known to keep their partner attached long after cumming though, and can be hard to pull out, as if trying to coax them in deeper.

When a (afab) Zora is exceptionally aroused, sometimes these tendrils will slither past the vulva, beckoning their partner for breeding.

→ Male (amab) Zora Anatomy: Male (amab) Zora also have a slit that is not noticeable to the naked eye, but are known to sport two cocks, much like sharks that they are based off of. It is meant to double the load in which a Zora can hold to ensure a successful pregnancy.

It is clear that the Zora have evolved overtime to take environmental impacts into consideration and ensure that their people continue to live strong and prosperous.

→Giving birth: Zora children are very small when they are born, but like aquatic mammals-- a birth giver will only give birth to one or two guppies at a time (three can happen, but it is very rare).

Zora give water births since it is easier on the body, and have plenty of nursemaids to assist. The Zora are known to give advice and help Hyruleans. Hylians are known to seek out Zora's Domain to have a successful pain-free birth.

Though when a Zora child is first born, they are very small. Some can even fit in the palm of a larger parent's hand. So a lot pregnancies might go unnoticed until the last minute, unless revealed by a Zora Healer who can sense the baby in the womb.

→Sex for pleasure: Despite a Zora's evolutionary anatomy meant for breeding, this doesn't mean that the Zora don't have sex for pleasure. They are a species who doesn't focus on gender-- only love. It is not uncommon to see two male or two female Zoras in love and starting families together. This is considered quite normal in their culture.

[emiliasilverova]

Silverova's very own list of 00 agents

No idea if anybody will be interested to be fair, but well, I made this on a whim 🙃

Some notes:

This is Craig!Bond verse, set in 2014 shoo, shoo, Spectre

13 00s, because I don't think there has been any number above 0013 in the extended universe (that being said I'm not using any characters from said extended universe, because I just don't know them well enough). Also it puts Bond right at the middle 👀

001 is a weird case because he's both an OC and not an OC. He's technically the main character of the video game GoldenEye Rogue Agent, but since he's one of those silent protagonists everything but his name and appearance is completely made up by me

If @themuller13 is hanging around here, hope you're not mad that I couldn't find a better name than "Martisha" for Nomi

004 chose his name specifically to confuse people over the pronunciation (spoiler: it's Ka-zhee-myesh)... and also because I couldn't help making a Metal Gear Solid reference (Kaz, hmmm?)

"Panj" happens to mean "five" in Punjabi (thanks for the intel @00qsillyfanturtle)

James bloody Bond, a Catholic? 😱 Yessir (or ma'am, or any term that applies)

009 is named Eric after Eric Bryce (009 in the Spectre script)

My faceclaims for 008 and 0010 are respectively Regé-Jean Page and Joanna Dark (from the N64 game Perfect Dark)

0011 is Silver (my 16 year old OC) in 00 form. You might have encountered her in some fics of mine already

0013 is by far the least murderous one of them (followed by 005)

Religious background is just, well, a background--doesn't mean they're practising, or even believers

Languages in italics mean that said languages are more or less understood, though not enough to hold a conversation

You can ask lore questions on any of them, if you want. I'll be certainly happy to answer!

PS: damn, it's my 100th post 😮

(Also, cut in two parts to be a bit more readable on mobile)

[bougiebutchbitch]

me: I’m so tired and done with nart drama

also me: HGGGGGG

look, every time I try to dip toes back into the nart fandom I see posts like ‘you NEED to draw this character like THIS because of THESE screenshots of them ignoring all the screenshots where they look different, not because there’s anything wrong with drawing them differently but because it’s MY personal preference and if you don’t adhere to that you’re interacting with this character in a way that is WRONG’

Like, I love plus-size Hinata, and there’s plenty of material to support that reading in the anime/manga. But I’m not gonna go on long rants about how anyone who draws her differently is drawing her wrong? Even if I would much prefer it if everyone drew her as plus-size?

If someone is whitewashing characters, that’s one thing. If someone is drawing a fat character as super skinny constantly, that’s another thing. But this... really isn’t that? It’s shitting on fanartists for not conforming to a fandom preference, and it just comes over as... kinda mean?

[vordenburg]

BTS of Adelaide Kane on the set of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds as Sera of Romulus.

[dualisume]

@feilyne˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡ // sent a message (botanical headcanon)

aloe : how does your muse handle grief ? holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ? magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world.

༘ ೀ⋆｡ Aloe

- Grief is something furina can never handle , it is why she always avoids any events that are connected to grievance -- not because she is unfeeling , but because she is the one who weeps && hurts a lot for the things/ pets / humans that are lost -- && just like what had happened on poisson furina has her own ways to show her grieving heart -- of course visiting the area/ resting place where they were placed && would cry and apologize to them all alone -- & once she is finished she always mentions a promise to the grave that if they will be reborn , the sins of fontaine will be gone -- && there's no more fear for them to feel when they live again.

༘ ೀ⋆｡ Holly

- Furina's intuition isn't strong at all , though it had grown to become strong as years passed by , you see, furina is a person who learns trough trial && error && by observing people , reading their faces & reactions , her ability to sense intuition had grown in the process && she is aware how much it had grown . It is why she became a good actress in the process , as an actress -- you have to know -- how your viewers feel during a performance. Are they bored? are they pleased with you? are they focused on the current scene? Is their eyes focus on you? by using her intuition --- & ability to read the room , she can change the mood or make the air in the room feel lighter. However her strong intuition is also a weakness in disguise, of course intuition had caused her to be over paranoid on small changes that is happening around her.

༘ ೀ⋆｡Magnolia

- Just like how oceanids loved humans && desires to be one, Furina loved nature -- although , except for spring season -- furina gets the sneezing && allergies, at first when she was still acursed human , furina didn't have to straggle with mundane humanly things but now she have to-- . Furina loves animals too && want to make a play based on them ( No , NOT THE CATS MUSICAL ) but just basically dedicated towards them , as for seasons, her favorite is probably Autumn && Winter , after all this is where the best pastries are made & is made to consume in a cozy manner

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Class 09 Agere ໒ ˚⁎

Hey! I-I'm new here... I was wondering if you could do like... Um... Nicole Class of 09 CG headcanons? Tysm!

•Nicole would initially be baffled by the concept of age regression. She’s not used to vulnerability or needing comfort herself, so seeing someone voluntarily slip into a childlike state would confuse and even irritate her

•She’d likely say something sarcastic at first, like, "What are you, five now? Great" but would quickly realize she needs to handle the situation differently

•Though Nicole might act dismissive and frustrated by the regression at first, she’d eventually adapt, realizing that being harsh would only make things worse. She’d tolerate the childlike behavior even if it gets on her nerves, muttering things under her breath but still doing what needs to be done

•Her tolerance would come in the form of passive patience—she wouldn’t be nurturing, but she wouldn’t push them away either : "Fine, whatever, stay like that if it helps"

•Nicole wouldn’t be the type to coddle or engage in baby talk. If the regressor wanted comfort, she might offer it in the form of simple, low-effort actions. She might hand them a stuffed animal, a blanket, or turn on a cartoon, but she’d make it clear she’s not going to actively participate

•Her idea of comfort might include things like handing a bag of chips or candy with a quick, "Here, this should help, right ?"

•Nicole would set firm boundaries, not fully understanding the need for regression but respecting it to a degree. She might say something like, "You can do your kid thing, but don’t expect me to act like a babysitter"

•Nicole would ensure the regressor’s basic needs are met without too much fuss. If they needed food or help with something, she’d get it for them

•Her caregiving would be matter-of-fact. "You need food ? Fine, here’s some mac and cheese. Don’t make it a big deal"

•If her little one wanted to play or have fun, Nicole might engage half-heartedly. She wouldn’t put much effort into playing games, but she might watch from the sidelines, rolling her eyes at the innocence but still keeping an eye on them

•She’d eventually give in to minimal participation, like building half a tower with blocks or playing along with a stuffed animal briefly. " This is ridiculous, but sure, I’ll stack some blocks. Happy now, sweetheart ?"

•Despite her emotionally distant attitude, Nicole would be fiercely protective of the regressor, especially in their vulnerable state. She wouldn’t tolerate anyone hurting or taking advantage of them, especially if she feels they’re unable to defend themselves

•If anyone threatened or upset her sunshine, Nicole would jump to their defense immediately, though she’d downplay her actions. "Hey! Back off, or you’ll regret it" Then later, she’d mutter to the regressor, "Can’t believe I had to step in like that. Don’t make it a habit.."

•While she’d have no problem giving the regressor small comforts like snacks, toys, or letting them watch shows, Nicole wouldn’t be overly attentive or affectionate. She’d allow it without engaging deeply herself. "Fine, watch your cartoon. But don’t expect me to sit through this nonsense with you.."

•She’d be supportive in her own harsh way, trying to balance her natural tough-love approach with understanding their emotional needs, especially during their age regression

•Nicole would never openly express that she cares about the regressor, but her actions would quietly show it. She’d be there when needed, making sure they were safe and comfortable, but she’d downplay any tender moments

•If she noticed they were upset or regressing out of stress, she might toss them something comforting without a word or put on their favorite show, all while pretending it’s no big deal. "I saw you were freaking out, so I turned this on. Don’t think it means I care or anything.."

•In rare moments, when the regressor is particularly vulnerable, Nicole might let her guard down just a little. She might offer a quiet word of reassurance or sit closer to them while they regress, silently watching over them with a protective, almost softened presence

•While she’d never admit it, Nicole might start to grow more attached to the regressor’s vulnerable state, feeling an unspoken sense of responsibility and care that she can’t quite shake. She’d do her best to hide this, of course, but every now and then, a flicker of true care would shine through

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[pctaldrunk]

it's a headcanons night baby (they're only sort of related, so, different posts, shh). After months (maybe literal years), we have returned to Ro's series on J.in G.uangyao.

I was thinking about how in a great deal of circumstances when J.in G.uangyao likes someone - the less likely he is, almost, to accept any promises from them. Which - sounds counterintuitive, and it is, but - he knows he can't handle the emotional ramifications of someone he genuinely cares for and believes in go back on or retract their word, as they inevitably sometimes have to (and I do think he knows better than most that there is a circumstance for everything). Like everything with him - it's kind of a trust thing, though I feel even the people he trusts...will have to deal with this some, until something can resolve. Because he carries these walls with him from the beginning of his narrative - maybe from the beginning of his life.

The tragedy of his mother and the rather violent rejection from his father begins this thought process - and arguably I think, the events during, following, and after s.unshot, cements for him - that it only hurts worse and puts you in a worse position when you allow yourself to have any expectations or to believe in things that are subject to change. It's pessimistic but I think he genuinely prepares for and accepts it when people do turn on him...relatively quickly. He may or may not take measures, dependent on his level of panic and ability and energy availability to care about the outcome - but he accepts it very quickly. You can see that in G.uanyin T.emple - never let it be said that he wasn't shocked, because truly he was played, but he rolled with it, you know? Whether or not that screams repression - is a different headcanon, truly.

Likewise, I think it's hard for him to accept or consider someone's regard for him as the Solution to His Problems (tm), the sum of his worth or even a viable backup plan - feelings are fickle, feelings change, feelings can be acted - when you're stuck in a brothel, it's better to earn money yourself than to hope for someone to buy your contract. A relationship, whether that's platonic or romantic, is not a safety net he's willing to fall on. Barring his mother, he has accepted that it's easier if love is conditional, even if he is exhausted by it, because fulfilling his end of the bargain when he knows what it is is easier, safer and eons more reliable than counting on the ever elusive and easily changed thing known as human hearts. He's known to be eager to please - or rather, he's eager to bring something more substantial and demanding, shall we say, of attention and admiration, to the table other than being the blurry and mystifying concept of "a person another person likes."

[vaedar]

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 「 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙻 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽𝚂 」

𝑨𝒁𝑨𝑬𝑺, mount to 𝚅𝙰𝙴𝙳𝙰𝚁 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚈𝚂.

These types of dragons were bred for SPEED and ENDURANCE. It’s because of this that they were mostly dispatched for long distance travel, as they would be able to cover the most distance in the shortest time possible; both thanks to exceptional speed and the endurance to remain flying for longer periods. Their heads and bodies were shaped in a more slender, aerodynamic manner ( like that of a horse ), which would enable them to better traverse air currents as well as grant them enhanced agility. They were the dragons that the Freehold sent first when in need of swift action, such as to put down uprisings in its colonies, or the call for help from Volantis against the Rhoynar at the beginning of the wars ( when Valyria underestimated the strength of the Rhoynar ). 

This practice became a norm since the Freehold came to its widespread power millennia ago, as it would be challenging to maintain such vast holdings over so stretched distances. And so these types of dragons ( and the families who rode them ), were a necessary commodity that granted them power and influence in the Freehold. They were dispatched for brokering trade agreements to far off lands such as YiTi, or as messengers ( especially when the intimidation factor was required ), as well as escorts for transports of important goods. As rider to a dragon of this breed, Vaedar would frequently be dispatched for such tasks on behalf of the Freehold. During combat situations, these dragons excelled in agility, which made them particularly skilled in the use of their claws as weapons. 

Examples of these dragons would be Syrax, belonging to Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen, and Meleys, mount of Princess Rhaenys Targaryen.

More on this RP world building info to be found here.

[a-passing-storm]

Why is my taste in men The Way A Dead Guy From 1300 Wrote A Different Dead Guy From 70 BC. 

[seginbeats]

When Giacomo meets famous dark-type specialists, it’s like that scene from SpongeBob where SpongeBob meets Kevin.

[vahrutasgrace]

Meeting other Links from different timelines;

It doesn't matter which variation of Link she could potentially meet; she would care for him both platonically and even romantically if her heart has time to settle. The fact that any Link outside of the BOTW timeline is not her Link would take some time for her to come to terms with, but once it does, she would be oh so very smitten. All Links share the same courageous and strong nature that Mipha finds alluring, so it would be inevitable that her heart would be snatched by them. Perhaps a small part of her would find herself comparing these other Links to her Link, which is sad to consider, but she wouldn't be able to deny what the heart wants. Which opens up a lot of potential for angst. Not to mention-- that pretty face that all Links across the timeline seem to share. She wouldn't be able to deny her attractions for that handsome face, lol.

[theendiswherewebegin]

what does your muse's handwriting look like ?

tagging: anyone who sees this!

[pastelaspirations]

Yeah, yeah, but. But. Hear me out. What if. Ink can love Error back. He just needs to go on his 50k word slow burn epic discovering that. That's his character arc, he just hasn't started it yet-

Ink is frustrated because he knows he can't love Error back