#hes a good thang to use to practice stuff :>

[sssnakeparty]

spinning this guy around so hard in my brain rn you guys have no idea

[bratdotcom]

Confetti on The Carpet

( Fiddleford McGucket x reader || he has a surprise for you ♡ I couldn't find a good quality picture of him for the life of me I am sorry anon 😭 )

You open your door to find Fiddleford holding... something behind his back.

"Honey, what is this?" You look down at the box in his hand, equal parts curious, equal parts cautious. You smile to yourself, preparing for whatever he is going to give you.

Fiddleford had a tendency to show his appreciation through gifts. Whether that be oddly specific machines, to things that reminded him of you. He once gave you a bandaid he found on the floor because, in his words, you "always knew how to put him back together."

"A surprise, hon." He replies, fighting the urge to smile. "You mind lettin' me in? Don't want anybody else to see this thang besides you. Your eyes only, y'know. Confidential stuff.”

"Confidential stuff?" You repeat, somewhat more worried about the state your dorm would be in after this. "Nothin' that's gonna explode or anything like that. Trust me." He chuckles, eyes crinkling as he laughs.

You wouldn't say it out loud, but hearing the way Fiddleford laughed always let your guard down. You step aside to let him in, closing the door behind him. You notice the box in his hands wasn't as big as you imagined. It wasn't making any humming sounds either.

"Remember when you showed me that ad ya saw in the paper? The one about the icemaker that couldn't be shipped here 'cause we don't got the money?"

"And also because the Dean is an ass about international shipping." You add, wondering to yourself where he was going with this. "And yes, I do remember."

"Well, guess what I got for ya in here." Fiddleford couldn't hide his laughter to himself, he was giggling now, sounding as if he were proud of whatever he put inside the box he held out with his hand.

"Go on, open it." He says, tempting your curiosity.

You take the box from his hand, feeling the weight of its contents. It was light. Was he joking with you, or did he actually make something? Fiddleford always liked making excuses to see you. It gave him time off of working on equations when he didn't feel like quadruple checking them.

Sitting on the carpet, you pat a spot across from you for Fiddleford to sit down. You grab a pillow from your bed for him to sit on. You knew how much he complained about back pain. At the age where he shouldn't even have back pain.

"Thank you, honey." He uses the pet name like it was your actual name, holding his lower back as he sits down.

You tug on the ribbon that held the box together. The box quickly comes apart.

You almost jump out of your seat on the floor when confetti practically explodes out of a compartment on one of the box's walls. "What the hell?!" You exclaim with a laugh, making Fiddleford clutch his stomach in laughter.

"Gah- I knew you'd fall for that!" He snorts, adjusting his glasses against the bridge of his nose.

You weren't even mad. You probably should've seen this coming. Whatever. You still haven't figured out what was inside the box.

Wiping away the stray confetti, that would be a pain to clean later, your eyes set on a penguin shaped...something. "Fidds, honey," you hold the penguin shaped object towards him. "Just what exactly is this?" You ask, raising a brow.

"It's a shaved-ice maker!" He exclaims proudly, most likely because he made it from scratch. "Since it's almost summer n' you complained about how they haven't fixed the air conditioning in your dorm, I made this for ya!" He adds at a pace you can barely keep up with. Hearing him talk so happily about his creation makes your eyes soften.

You place the penguin shaved ice maker on the carpeted floor. You lean in to hug him. "Oh baby, what would I do without you?" You say, trying not to laugh as you speak. You move his glasses out of the way to kiss the bridge of his nose.

"I honestly don't know!" He replies, glasses perched on the top of his head. He can feel himself go red already as you run your fingers through his hair.

"Exactly. You spoil me, honey." You say in agreement, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

[makuzume]

Genshin HCs on how they text their s/o?

Genshin Men Texting their s/o Headcannons (Part 1)

Characters: Neuvilette, Itto, Childe, Ayato

Content: GN! reader; Genshin AU; established relationship; slightly suggestive (Ayato only)

[Masterlist] [Part 2]

💙Neuvilette💙

He has a very formal way of texting: well structured, complete with commas, semi-colomns, dashes, and quotation marks. It's not that he doesn't feel close with you to speak more casually, it's just that it's his natural way of speaking/texting (he already thought he was using casual texting).

Apologizes a lot if you comment on his manner of texting and might try to make it a bit more 'casual,' though it felt too off when he tried it, so you asked him to just text what he's comfortable with.

Sometimes asks you the slang terms used in the newer generation. "Dear, what does sjfskflak stand for? You mentioned that yesterday and I could not find the definition for it." Or even "Dear, what is U.W.U.? Is that some organization from Sumeru? It sounds quite familiar."

He will react to the Reels/TikToks you send him, though he says he will get back to it later on his free time (he always remembers).

There are times when he completely gets drowned in his worked and hasn't said goodnight to you or view your texts the whole night (He apologizes the next day.) Though his instinct is to always greet you good morning once he sees the sun peeking through his window, it's a reminder for him, and he never missed a day to say "Good morning, my dearest. Did you sleep well last night?"

💛Arataki Itto💛

Reading his texts feel loud and lively, it's chaotic- a lot of times he uses uppercase letters, stickers, GIFs, and emojis to express his emotions even further. It's like you can really hear his voice when he texts.

Replies with silly stickers and meme reactions when he's either reading your messages or when he talks about something.

Will literally send his entire IG/Tiktok feed of memes or cool stuff to you.

Typos and wrong spellings all the time.

Itto will update you constantly, he'll send practically everything that reminds him of you "this beetle has ur vibe idk y" or anything mildly interesting that he's doing because you're also his bff got slushies but soem brat ran into me snd spillde it"

Expect constant facetiming for him to show you random stuff, tell a story that just happened, if he's bored, when he's walking through a dark alley and is secretly scared, or if he feels lonely while taking a dump for too long. He's also the type to make silly faces or poses when you accept his call.

He always finds a way to make the most mundane things sound like such s story to tell.

When he feels that your mood isn't vivbing that day, he will always try to lighten the mood through memes or tell you to "lay it on me, my campadre" and do whatever he can think of to cheer you up when he makes a surprise visit (comes over that night with your favorite snack, holding a flower in his mouth, and giving you a rizzed up look to make you smile)

You change his name too frequently it gets confusing sometimes (recent names: beetle dude, Gordon Ramslay, Deoderant, CheesePuff, Guy from McDonalds)

🧡Childe/Tartaglia🧡

There could only exist one: He's either incredibly busy from work and unresponsive for hours/days or he suspiciously has too much free time to be replying a little too quickly to your messages. (He lets you know beforehand if he will be inactive for a while)

Loves using every cute, funny, sweet pet name when texting you. His personal favorite is either babe or one of the many funny ones he can think of like sweet thang, boss, nerd, etc. (if that doesn't offend you)

When he does respond after being gone for days- Childe will send the most random, out of context photos of what he's been up to recently, out of no where (Photo of him on the top of a skyscraper antena, inside a submarine, Mt. Everest, an illegal substance den-) Often this is because this is where his work usually takes him and at the very moment he was done with work he figured he'd text you.

Sends screenshots from chats with his siblings or send photos about his family, talks about them A LOT.

Happy to open his phone and see your messages and see the links you sent, he's just excited to talk to you. He will go "US", "lmaoo", or "FR" and if you send a nice place from a reel/tiktok, he will book a reservation right away to surprise you that week.

INSTANTLY replies the moment he gets a notification from you even if he's at work. (except during those long, complicated missions where he says he will be inactive) you were confused one time where he would view your message, leave you on read for a minute, and reply (you found out later that he was in the middle of beating up some people in their headquarters who owed them money)

💜Ayato💜

Calls you sweetheart, darling, my love, and every other affectionate name. He isn't shy to say anything to you through texts. He's sweet and lets you know exactly how he feels.

Loves teasing you in a subtle, flirty way in his texts, it his way of showing his attraction and affection towards you. Sometimes, he does this during a time when you're outside or if you're out with another guy just to make sure you're reminded that only he knows how to make you blush. Imagining your reactions also amuses him (he knows exactly what to say to make you flusterred and embarassed)

Sends photos of things Ayaka made and things Ayaka she did recently because he acts like a proud grandfather when it comes to her.

Asks you to send photos of yourself when he feels particularly clingy or misses you

There are days he forgets to reply the entire day/night because of his insane workload- but remembers you the next day when he wakes up and realizes 'no wonder my day felt incomplete yesterday': He didn't get to talk to his sweet beloved.

Sometimes texts can get a little more flirty and turn a bit spicy

You get texts from him asking you to check your door (he sends you food and flowers to spoil you and make you smile).

[note: I'm no Itto simp but fave one I made was his]

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i neeeeeeeeed to know more abt your trojan ocs anytime you wanna share

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06: Mateo Solano (22) USC Trojans Goalkeeper

here comes theeeeee... Bitch™

don't got a gif for him sorry

i also now realize i accidently gave him Seth's number... wow. but believe me, Mateo's sm worse. i love mi princesita Seth. i don't even like Mateo. (jk. but like, he sucks a whole lot before he gets his redemption arc. interpret that however you want.)

he's one of the seniors of the team, he's 5'9 and fucking bitter about it, he studies Spanish because he is a lazy mf who has no plan but to go Pro (fortunately he will)

106% fuckboi energy fr he's insufferable

at the start of the new season (when Jean joins) he is still crabby about Laila having rejected him when he asked her out after their loss to the Foxes (in my universe/wip, Lailalvarez are not together yet bc i want to explore their relationship from the beginnings :) )

Mateo isn't really interested in Laila anyway, though, and he doesn't know why 1) it still stings and 2) he even asked in the first place (perhaps because they are the golden goalie duo of USC, perhaps because she is better than him and has broken records, perhaps because of something else...)

he's also such a bitchy asshole to Jean, because Jean is a beast on the court and Mateo is jealous

he's single and a v because he is waiting for marriage and the right girl (siiiiiiiiike!) (still fuckboi aura tho he's that extra)

comes from a very religious household and he is a practicing believer

he doesn't really have any friends on the team (sad) because he is so prickly and bitchy, but everyone is still kind and open to him because he is very reliable on the court, in the goal, and he does not second-guess or question authority, he's very good at following orders and instructions, always aiming for the best

and though it's good for everyone that he stays in goal because of his problematic attitude that would get the Trojans carded if their opponents heard him talk, the power of bitch he possesses is also a great asset, as he easily makes any enemy player lose their temper with his saccharine remarks paired with a Colgate smile

now! the plot twist!

Mateo is what you would get if internalized homophobia + comphet had two legs and an attitude problem

he is as homophobic as Seth and Aaron were, and even more if I dare say, and though he's never outwardly a hater and never uses slurs (at least he holds back on that for Jesus), he's such a bitch about homosexuality... it makes him so angry and queasy, he'll be rude af to you, he'll leave the room fuming, not participate in conversations, that kind of thing. he tries very hard to forget about Jeremy, to overlook it, and he's not like Lucas, questioning Jeremy's decision because of his sexuality, but it's so much better when Jeremy is single... (ik how this sounds, but believe me when i say he does not have a repressed crush on Jeremy, or Jean. that's just his Exy inferiority complex.)

thing is, it becomes incredibly difficult for him to ignore all of that gayness when Laila and Alvarez get together (oh), when Levi suddenly drops Angie to get closer with their assistant coach, when Jeremy clearly has a huge thing for Jean, the Drivers come out with their own gay thang, when Coach Rhemann himself gets his shit together with his long-lost broody ex... Mateo is literally surrounded by homos.

and sure, the wlw stuff never really bothered him, didn't get the appeal (and why do you think Mateo!!!), but with almost all of his authority figures dabbling in the gay, Mateo is kind of a caged animal, and he's bound to lose control and do some very stupid things, like start fights, get benched, punch a wall or 2...

oh, and there's Yanko too.

infuriating ginger man that won't leave him the fuck alone. mountain man of steal who is somehow always right, and chill. the designated Mateo-handler, apparently, because Jeremy had to delegate that hot potato to someone with less... undesirable traits to Mateo (i'm not sure yet how the rest of the team handles his outbursts bc he's not open about why he has them, not very vocal, but there's definitely a specific thing wrong at play here whenever they happen, and maybe Jeremy has an inkling, idk, tbd)

so it really comes out of NOWHERE. nobody, NOBODY has a fucking clue. least of all Mateo. then suddenly Yanko has had enough and pushes Mateo into a wall, and kisses him, very publicly, and Mateo kisses back.

there's a whole lot that goes on behind the scenes before that first fiery PDA, and after that it all goes downhill for a while before balance is found again. anyhoo. enemies-to-lovers ftw ✊

Mateo's family is very loving and supporting of him btw <3

and that's all for now for the resident pendejo of the Trojans, Mateo Solano 👿

[itspdameronthings]

My Man Ch2

Summary: Finally!! At long last it's finished! Wanna post this before going to bed! All i can say this chapter is full of drama. In this chapter get to know Breezy (female character) little bit better. Then drama begins! Not gonna say too much! A triple frontier character makes an apperance.Enjoy!

Warning: talks about depresson.

Has been wonderful to be home. Love even more is the lazy mornings with Mitch. Listening to his heartbeat while tracing patterns on his arm. Thinking about stuff. More importantly on what's to come. On this day. Mitch and the others are going to look at the wind turbines. What am I gonna do? Either go to the gym to hone up my boxing skills,or do girl stuff. Meaning shopping. Or take advantage of the special space in the back of the bar. Mitch thought I needed my own place to reflect and relax. That's sweet! 

Mitch didn't want to leave me just yet. Held me close to him whispers,” Wish you were goin with us. Ya know. No fucking room. “ Looking up at him smiling at him while rubbing his perfect ass,” Me too. Have business to do. Also I know ya want me safe. Even though I can take care of myself. “  Oh my cowboy. My savior. As usual we were interrupted by the sounds of the car pulling up. Before he left. Kiss me deeply,” love you my little breeze. With all of my heart.” Kiss him again as I moved back,” Love you too.” Heard a lot of teasing from the others .except from Bodie. All he did was nod. 

Love how the bar is quiet during the day. Hardly any noise. Only a few others were present. Goodie, and good ole Mike. Grace , whom I got to know better. Since both of us have one thing in common. Raised on a farm . Told her about my adventures ,and about my brothers. Miss them sometimes. Was hard to leave since that family crisis. Want to forget about it. Little did I know that tonight might get my wish. 

Business was booming! Busy since one waitress went home sick. Meant me and Crystal and one other to mind the floor. Tonight while delivering an order to a group of men that look like high rollers. Being ever so uppity rude. One proceeded to reach for my arm,” Oh come on darlin. Let me feel more of that soft skin of yours. “ Oh that does it! Pulled my arm away ,” Do that again? You're gonna have your arm in a sling!” He laughed,” oh really? I'm shaking in my boots! Little thang like you hurt me?” Moment later his arm was behind his back followed by me kneeing him in the chest,” Ya were sayin? Jackass? Now beat it!” Looking up to see Mitch on stage practically smiling. On my way to the bar to put my tray on the counter. Heard a familiar voice,” love to see my training has paid off. “ Will! Omg! My big brother! Missed him since he had to work on the day I left. By the look in his blue eyes can see some sadness there. Has been a sad month since grampy passed away.  Took us hard. Mostly for him. They were very close. Had to settle his affairs since our parents weren't there since they were on vacation. Which was fine. They needed time away. Leaned against the bar,” Ya taught me well ya know. You and Benny. By the way, How is he?” Rubbing his beard very slowly while taking a breath,” Has his moments,but he just shut down. Like he did after ya know “ Yeah I know South America disaster from hell. Where the trauma took a huge whole of their mental health. Looking for a quiet place to chat. Lead him to the back of the bar towards my room. Closed the screen door,” I know bro. Him rushing to a fight day after funeral,and nearly getting himself killed! Couldn't…” That moment Will reached out for me hugging me close. Rocking back and forth,” Shh…. I know Little Breezy. Could see how scared ya were. He isn't alone. Our friends are there to help him. So I can go to my job interview at the VA tomorrow. Think it's time to move on ya know. Time to start over. “ looking up at him with tears sticking to my hair and cheeks,” Thought ya never leave Tx. What’s going on?” Taking a deep breath,he saids,” My therapist thought I should start a new life somewhere. Luck would have it. Received an email from the VA. They have an opening in the doctor's office. If it goes well? Ya might get your wish. Promise I won't interfere. Enough about me. How are you and Mitch doing? Bet you are glad to be with him . I'm glad to be near him again,but do I tell him about last night? 

Mitch just finished his last set for the evening. Notice that I disappeared. Asked Tyson where he was. All he said was,” She went to her room man. Oh, I think she was some tall dude.”  Jealousy isn't his best suit. When he does? Let's say he might not be in his right mind. Like when a customer flirts with me? He would go ape shit! Marched down the hallway till he heard,” I'm a afraid bro. Afraid I might lose him to some other woman who is Mitch's partner 's daughter. Seen how she looks at him. Whispers something to another woman. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wants! I'm not gonna let that happen! I'm not Will! I'm not! Wish.. he knows…” Will saw Mitch in the doorway. Nods as he steps aside so he could hold me. Didn't know till I heard,” Did I tell ya not to worry about that! I'm not gonna leave ya! I love you! What's gonna take?! I'm not like that guy that broke your heart those years ago! “ Yes he isn't,but I'm still afraid of what's to come. Right on cue. Will comes over. Kisses my forehead,” I'll call you tomorrow. Mitch? Can I have a chat with you?” He nods as he leaves.  While I lay on the couch sobbing. Both of them reached the hallway away from the room. Will says,” Look man. She's scared. Never seen her like that before. I know she never told ya the whole story about her relationship. Way he broke her heart to the core. Sent her into a deep depression. Do me a favor? Don't fucking screw up,or you have me and Benny to deal with. “ Mitch was speechless for a moment. Yes he knew a few details about my ordeal,but not not what happened afterwards. Stood next to Will . With arms crossed,” I'm not gonna screw it up! Why would I fucking do that!! She's my reason for living! We are like one! Yes I don't want her to go down that road.She’s my little spit fire. “ 

After Will left. Mitch returned to sit next to me. Didn't say much. He pulls me close to his side. Kissing the side of my head,” Oh sugar. What can I do to prove that I’m not gonna stray? I know it never bothered ya before. Now? Kind of see why. What I tell you about Tina. She's kind of like Dwight. Sees what she wants,and she gets it. Breezey Rosemarie Miller, you're the one I want. For now ,and forever. “ Looking up at him. In his eyes . See the truth behind it. Even if my eyes were blurry from crying. Reached out his hand,” Get up darlin. Let's go to the bathroom so I can wash your beautiful face. Then go enjoy the others Kay?” Sniffled as we left the room,” I'd rather go home. Wanna be alone with you. “ Mitch nods,” Okay, let's go. “ 

After cleaning my face. Both of us returned to the front where Tyson retells the others what happened to that customer. Tills he sees me,” I'm glad your on our side,or most of us are on da fuckin floor. Where did ya learn dat?” Proudly smiles,” My brothers. “ Mitch nods as we reach the door, seeing Tina looking straight at me. Which caused me to hold onto Mitch a little bit tighter. Send her the message that he's all mine.

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[scucharlie]

Hihi !!! Asking you about the slenderverse !! I haven’t seen much outside of marble hornets (and reading a couple creepypastas). So feel free to advertise it as well :)))))

[CRACKS HAND] OF COURSE :3

OKAY OKAY. AHH AHHH I'll go crazy Abt the series I know in order :3

STAN FREDRICK: OH YM GOD. OH MY HOD STAN FREDRICK. JESUSCHRIST. VALERIA SANTIAGO YOULL ALWAHS BE FAMOUS. okay so, Stan Fredrick is SO interesting to me, because it's this series about this guy who instead of being a victim of Slenderman like the usual, he actually is like immune to slendermans shit* and only getd mild headaches. he can scare off slender for awhile , so he uses this to go around helping people. its SOOO good oh my godddddd it's such a interesting fresh take and Stan is such a good characters who is so complicated and oh my godd my little meow.meow <3

*depending on series it's diff, but typical slender sickness shit is being near slender too long and getting nosebleeds, bleeding coughing up blood etc

WHISPEREDFAITH: whisperedfaithhh FREAKIEST RAKE INTERPRETATION I LOVEEEE IT. the whispering, it being this "speaker" fucking FREAK OF A THANG. it's about this guy Lee and his friend mo getting caught up in this cult <- not just using this word it's actual cult, where they worship the rake! and Lee is this "carrier" and they need him so they just keep following him also the rake was in his house just chilling for a few days so. yeah! i love Lee <3 and Mo and lexx and Linnie and -

EVERYMANHYRBID:

OH BOY. the series I never shut the fuck up Abt man. okay. so! Everymanhyrbid is this series about these guys doing a health/fitness gig, at first right? they planned to do this Slenderman prank but uh oh! the actual fucking slenderman is after them! shit! so they get deep in this shit of being hunted down by the slenderrr, bringing people into this and fuck. the acting is so good , fuck fuck fuckkk it makes me CRAZYYYYYYY it's also a arg with way too much shit going on that doesn't show up in he playlist but nightmind has explained all that stuff if you wanna listen to it! it's ultimately a series about change! :) change .. and also bloodying men up <3

MLA0: SIBLING ENJOYERS YOU WILL FUCKINV LOVE MLA0. okay! so, mla0 is about this guy, Micheal who's doctor has asked him to record himself after getting released from the mental hospital. he's of just, fine y'know. but then. JUMPSCARE. THE SLENDER.! slender starts appearing around him, scaring the shit out of him so he fleas to his brothers shauns and his roommate Eric to stay. shit goes downhill! its Soo fuck fuck fuck my life. Shaun and Micheal argue, and yell and they love each other and they're both scared and terrified, and theyre just. human. god..I love this series genuinely the series that started me down being obesesed w slenderverse <3 the acting fucks and Shaun is my babygirl <3 Eric is an interesting character andhhhhhhhhhgg I love themmmm god. the soft moments hit so much hardee after the fucked up shit yk? 10/10 series

DARKHARVEST00: DARK HARVESTRR

okay so this one is so special 2 me, bc me and my friend Mike binged it in two days and it'sso ofucking good oh my hod. Alex and Chris are so silly and fucked up. it's once again about a cult, again. Actual cult not like jus using the word, where this time they worship Slenderman directly who goes by this sick ass name in germmen i believe? I don't remember but, yeah at first! It seems like Chris may be haunted, but then yeah the cult is after them for getting too nosey with It and yeag. god. THEY HAVE PRACTICAL EFFECTS FOR GORE ITS GREATTTT EHEHEHE also the actors FUCKK IT MAKES ME CRAZY. SHIUT OUT CHIRS BABYGIRL I CAN TAKE YOU TO THERAOY <3

audgdhdphyhic damage /POS ty for letting me explode u w slender ejnolwdge :3

[puppycharmz]

whats morison's story? im new here and intruiged

oh let me go crazy with him I . ok.

before i do start though i do want to iterate i WILL be talking about my "canon" version of morrison as thats what im gonna assume you mean. however i have been posting my au morrison recently so if you want that story uhm. you may have to pry it out of me its Really self indulgent. but you Might.

(all under the cut if you dont want to read through all my Shenanigans)

ok so. morrison is a monster Thang who was not always a monster. that also means there are Other monsters and also magic so thats important to note

morrison, as a child, was raised by his family for a good bit of his life. he was well off and happy, though as he got a bit older his parents left for more and more things, leaving him alone for longer periods of time. at some point he causes such a mess while theyre gone that they decide to hire a sitter.

said sitter was Not a good person. she was a practicing magic user at the time and used morrison as part of her 'practice' (she used him as a human target, though thankfully nothing was enough to leave permanent damage). his parents didn't really believe him when he told them bc they knew he was played rough and bruised himself before, plus the sitter would act all nice and behaved when they came back so it OBVIOUSLY couldn't be her.

it did all come to a head when she decided to get ambitious and try a form changing spell on him. one thing leads to another and morrison is now. The Beast. but obv child sized beast bc he Was A Child when he got blasted by the beast beam. hes sobbing and trying to walk on new legs and the sitter does feel a little bad but after having to deal with her for so long he just gets fed up and runs away. this is the last time he sees his family.

years go by (he's a young adult now) and he's living off whatever he can find in garbage and just lying around. hes constantly on the move, scared that if someone sees a monster they'll try and kill him. he settles into one backyard for the night, hoping he's hidden away, but a young girl finds him as shes playing outside. instead of violence, she offers him kindness and some proper food. her parents come out to find her and they also don't try to kill him and instead allow him to stay until he feels he needs to leave (on the condition he doesn't leave the property which he agrees to). for a while everything is good and he finally feels like he has a place again.

but UH OH something has to get fucked up. while hes playing with the young girl she gets injured and the parents run out and immediately assume it was him. they grab whatever they can to attack him and grab a nasty looking garden tool that manages to gouge his eye out, giving him his scar. he runs away in a panic and is back to scavenging for whatever he can find.

a few more years pass by (he's an adult now) eventually he just. gets So tired. he stumbles into a snowy forest and collapses against the trunk of one of them, ready to just. give up. but thats when Owl (another oc of mine) finds him and offers him a second (though to be fair its' probably more like third) chance of comfort :)

thats about it for all his major plot stuff, but if you'd like me to go into him and Owl's relationship and story i would be more than hapy to :D

[saturns-cryptid]

Never got to share some of my headcanons for the hfr characters but here we go:

Chai is a blind mf (near-sighted) and needs glasses. Like, right now.

I don’t really know what glasses to give him though. Maybe like John Johanas has. Those could probably suit him.

Korsica is sporty, without a doubt, all about that daily exercise and healthy nutritious diet. What sport would she do though? I think boxing, like with Macaron, would probably suit her, yet I’d also think of kickboxing and maybe some jogging on the side.

On that note, Chai seems extremely flexible, almost if not outright gymnast levels. It remains a mystery for how long Chai had his right arm the way it was before the implant. Maybe he had it like that since he was a baby, but I can imagine him somehow injuring it in his early years, and it was just so severe that he couldn’t get its fine motor skills back. Like, maybe Chai has a degenerative disease that either runs in the family or only affected him due to him being a gymnast.

Or he’s just that naturally flexible and jumpy idk

Another headcanon for Korsica (me fine woman) is that she actually used to play drums and it’s not just a motive that she has in the game with her batons. Maybe she was part of the school orchestra and would only play simple tunes in there, while actually being good enough to pop off any minute. I instantly remember that video “When you’re overqualified for the job” when I think about it.

If the groups were to start a band, then Macaron would def be a piano guy and Peppermint the bass girly.

OKAY i'm gonna go down the headcanon list ting bc i love your takes and i want to respond to all of them properly TEE HEE

would NEVER have thought chai to be blind or in need of glasses tbh, though i'm here for it!! i personally think he would've been more far sighted bc of his ability to snatch onto magnets and grab enemies and stuff... (the thought of him squinting the entire game and hitting any moving robot looking blobs in his field of vision is pretty funny though tbh LOL) ... also i looked up john johanas and it's been a hot minute since i've booted up the game but i SWEAR the ones with the thick black frames are an actual pair of glasses you can get in the shop for chai and i am SOOO doodling that if i have the time

korsica is absolutely sporty. proof: sporty fit in shop. also she's head of security she literally HAS to stay in shape to spin that thang around. (also idk if it's just me but it's implied her batons are pretty heavy bc there's this one specific scene during her boss fight when the game is like "okay scratch parrying everything!" where she strains JUST a little bit to get into the spinning motion so she is SOOOOO absolutely muscular). ALSO did not think about korsica and macaron sparring!! macaron doesn't seem like the type to spar at his age LOL... but maybe he'd be up for it occasionally post game :0!!

i definitely think he would've tried to stay limber growing up all things considered, he has WAYYY too much stamina if he can beat up all those robots LOL but now that you mention it, he DID practically fold in half at the very end of the first stage... BUT i personally hc he has monoplegia as a result of an accident when he was really young as opposed to something he was born with. i'm by no means a medical expert, but it sounds... medically inaccurate for a degenerative muscle disease to stay in one arm? (if you ask me tho, i think he would have a brachial plexus birth injury IF he were to be born with it, but again) take that with a fistful of salt, i'm not a doctor and i don't know shit

i don't have much to say for the last two, i agree with you for the most part BWAHGAHGW i love the idea that if someone asked korsica about why she chose the weapons she chose, she'd just say something like "hitting drums, hitting people. same difference." and shrug BWAHWBJAHGSHJF

[zorkyyy]

smut alphabet - " danny elfman "

warnings: its a smut alphabet, expect the worse! its graphic so viewer discretion is genuinely advised.

a – aftercare (post-sex duties, how would he perform?) 

you can anticipate some kind of tenderness after sex, even though younger!danny was a complete slut! he might collapse on you later, or he might just be cuddling with you. he puts his head in the middle of your bare chest since he truly enjoys listening to your pounding heart.

older!danny though? after a few minutes, you may anticipate him getting up to get a warm cloth. he will return and gently push your legs apart, cleaning your delicate thighs of any remaining bliss. he'll find himself joining you and taking a shower. voluntarily washing you off, applying shampoo, and so forth. as he silently compliments you, he massages it in. “ you did s’good baby, hope you know that.. “ or “ bet you’re sore baby, lemme care for you ..”

b –- body parts (your body, which of them does he enjoy?) 

younger!danny .. he most likely liked your breasts. he simply adores a good chest, regardless of gender. loves to squeeze the tender flesh and enjoys the way it squishes in his hand. enjoys caressing his cock and letting his placid seed decorate your chest. bonus points if you accumulate some of the substance (on your fingers) and slurp/lap it up ..

his obsession is pussy. he will part you and merely want to taste it, he is really down bad. enjoys creating that slickness against his fingertips as he runs them into your flesh. adores licking it and is a practical worshiper! this is the case for older!danny, but to be fair, all old men are in some manner preoccupied (obsessed) with puss.

c – cum (what/where is he putting that stuff?) 

he wouldn't cumming inside of you because he was undoubtedly riskier when he was younger!danny. It was simply not a common option. but he enjoys pulling out and letting his seed fall on your folds. like using his big, calloused fingers to rub it in. he enjoys cumming inside, don't get me wrong. although it would be quite uncommon, he enjoys the sensation of your twitching pussy gripping around his cock in need as he empties himself though!

simply put, older!danny enjoys dumping his cum inside of you. why would he want to withdraw when he's so infatuated with pussy? he always wants to feel you. he is virtually going crazy inside of you, and he loves how your gooey pussy clenches tightly around him. 

d – dirty secret (oh, you freaky thang!) 

younger!danny thrives to be in the sense of becoming completely obedient to his partner, he wants to receive dominance. he secretly desires you to give him commands and give him instructions. simply put, he wants his cock to ache (in need) and you to tell him not to touch himself. something like that!

when he's older!danny now? that somewhat follows him. sometimes he doesn't want to feel in control. he wants to request that a rope be tied around his wrists and fastened to the headboard. as you give him pleasure or make a tease of him, he wants to wriggle against the rope. 

e – experience (is he new to the game or has he been playing?)

he has experience, so this will be for both. he had experience when he was younger, and as he ages, he gains even more experience. he is capable of providing pleasure to people of any gender and serving them regardless of any other behaviors that could suggest otherwise.

f – favorite position (this is self explanatory, right?)

he was just interested in making you cum as soon as possible when he was younger!danny. before he climaxes, he will, in a way, make you unravel numerous times. he enjoys forcing his cock deep into you and loves it when you scream and writhe for him as he aggressively pounds into you, so he would undoubtedly appreciate a strong mating press. 

as he gets into older!danny, he appreciates closeness. keeping you near him while he gives you unmatched pleasures. so, he finds missionary position enjoyable. loves to brush his forehead on yours while softly grinding his hips into you. he also adores being near you (as stated) and enjoys a reasonable lotus position.

g – goofy and i – intimacy  (is he cracking a joke or is he serious during sex?)

younger!danny is usually not serious when having sex. while he is constantly complimenting you, he will make a few offish remarks. will discover that the pleasure is so immense that he lets out a little laugh. however, there are undoubtedly moments when his attention is on intimacy and he won't be silly. he will be devoted to you and will care for you in an indisputable way. 

he loves to be nice and passionate with you, and older!danny is undoubtedly more serious during sex. however, he will be laughing inappropriately if the sex is "animalistic" in any way. just KNOW that he will make ridicule of you and say foolish things to you, especially if he is teasing you.

h – hair (does he groom often? does the carpet match the drapes?)

did you believe anyone in the 1980s gave a damn if a woman or a man had a bush? not in my opinion; that was fashionable. for him, it was thus IN STYLE. younger!danny would trim it, but other than that, it didn't matter that he was groomed. he has a bush, a chest of hair, and a charming little happy trail.

it was somewhat the same when he was older. his tattoos forced the removal of the chest hair, but it is already making a resurgence. he still has a bush, but he occasionally trims it to please you, so I stand my stance. he does have a happy trail, but because the hairs are graying, it's not very obvious.

j – jack off (a masturbation headcanon, so?) 

this is for them both; he doesn't jack off very often, but he does it sometimes! he'll take out a picture of you and jerk off to it if you're out on an important task and he's desperate. when he isn't, he wraps his hand around his cock and wishes he was in your pussy. but what's the point otherwise? he has you.

k – kink (what does this freaky thang like to do?)

he likes a lot of things when he's younger!danny. he does have a kink with scents; he enjoys your scent just as much as you do his. interestingly, he has a spit kink. he will tell you to keep your mouth wide while he aggressively fucks himself into you, then he will spit a glob of saliva in your mouth and order you to swallow it.

this old man wants to be tied up because he has a rope kink. as mentioned, he will want to experience that burn. he wants to feel tense and desperate. otherwise, he still has the same kinks from his youth. he has many other kinks, but I believe it would take two pages to describe them all.

l – location (where does he like fucking?)

he liked to do it wherever when he was younger!danny. he enjoyed the thought of either getting caught or actually getting caught. he relished the excitement. that being said, he enjoys having sex with you in his studio as well as in restrooms and janitor closets!

he unfortunately shed some of those dangerous behaviors as he grew into older!danny. however, as I mentioned earlier/previously, he will still want to fuck you in restrooms. however, his bedroom is his favorite spot since he enjoys having sex there in the comfort of his own house.

m – motivation (what gets the man turned on, what gets him going?)

your rage/anger makes him restless and turns younger!danny on. even if you're arguing with someone, he can't help but respect how proud you are to defend yourself and how you appear to be doing it. by this time, he's really getting a boner. he gets so aroused by your focus/concentration and likes it when you are shy around him.

older!danny enjoys seeing you wearing something that belongs to him, so if you put on one of his shirts, he will be on you as soon as possible. he is also captivated by your ability to concentrate and enjoys it when you do something you enjoy. last but not least, if you wear his cologne? he will be caressing/rubbing against you and simply enjoying your company. 

n – no (things he wouldn’t do, i suppose?)

look, he's willing to do anything, but will he harm you in the process? he's not interested in becoming involved. his heart would hurt to see you in pain. he will never treat you too harshly. nothing nefarious, such as vore or scat. not at all. 

o – oral (does he like giving or receiving? both?) 

they (both young and old) both genuinely enjoy delivering oral, therefore this will be for them both. he always craves to eat at your pussy with a hunger that you have never experienced before, to be honest. like, even if he likes to receive, he just loves to give more. he would lap at your cunt for hours on end, producing a numerous amount of orgasms. 

p – pace (slow and sensual? fast and rough? what's the deal!) 

it was all about speed when he was younger!danny. letting that adrenaline kick in when it was thought to be needed. loves to watch your body tremble and watch you writhe as he fucks you ferociously. he rolls his hips as fast as he can while keeping you in a firm mating press. he's a desperate man. 

as he gets into older!danny, he prefers to move slowly and forcefully. every time he slowly pulls away, he will slam back into you. he enjoys watching your entire body tremble with every thrust. loves to watch your facial expressions, observing how your mouth quivers and your face changes. 

q – quickie (does he like doing them?) 

are you joking? he was a huge fan of quickies when he was younger!danny. will use every opportunity he has to take you. if you are in the studio, both of you tense, and his friends' is showing in only fifteen minutes? he will fuck you! you can always count on him to “ help “ when you need it. 

i am concerned that having quickies could grow uncommon as he gets into older!danny. since he isn't growing any younger, he has developed into a fairly intimate man who wants to enjoy you. he needs to savour anything/everything. 

r – risk (are they willing to experiment or take risks?)

he is willing to take chances, so if you want to try anything new, know that he is eager to do the same. he sings about "nasty habits," right? suppose he would rush to you after reading something in an adult magazine and beg you to give it a try. similar to this, he will attempt anything when he gets older. 

s – stamina (how many rounds, how long can he last?) 

five rounds, essentially. he never gives up on good sex; he's like a machine. He's a whining mess and overstimulated by the conclusion of the five rounds. so, yes! he is definitely able to endure a couple rounds. 

his endurance may be limited to two or three rounds as he ages and slows down to enjoy the way your pussy rubs against (compresses around) his cock with each deep, slow thrust. however, those moments are packed with anticipated pleasures, so don't get me wrong. 

t - toys (does he own any? does he use any on you?) 

in his younger years, he was so arrogant that he thought a toy couldn't provide the same level of pleasure as he does. because it wouldn't even come close to meeting such standards, I continue to believe that he wouldn't have many toys. he can satisfy your “ demands “ with his cock, so why utilize toys? 

when he gets older, I think he likes to play with such kinds of toys on you. will make you shudder in front of him as he intensely kisses you and slowly inserts a dildo into you. after all, he possesses (owns)  dead things. he definitely has some toys, in my opinion. 

u – unfair (does he like to tease you? how unfair can this man be?) 

he simply enjoys teasing you, whether young and older. when he notices that you're close while he’s eating you out, he will deliberately distance (pull away) himself and make fun of you. he will intentionally push you to the brink and then stop abruptly while fucking you. he would intentionally do that because he simply adores making tease of you. however, it only takes a little �� friendly exchange “ to get him to go back to his previous activity.

v – volume (does this bitch moan or nah?)

he is noisy, but not in the way you might assume. he will be reduced to a mere "puddle" and will be whining and moaning uncontrollably if you're blowing him off. he's loud when he whines, and they're not quiet either. his grunts will be no different. 

as he gets older, he will undoubtedly start groaning rather than grunting and whining all the time. they rumble and operate, and they're deep and husky. he enjoys groaning so intensely and frantically into your ear, and even if he is a little quieter, he still has volume. 

w – wildcard (a random headcanon, what did you think?) 

he had a serious desire to be pegged when he was younger!danny. he even went through the trouble of purchasing a strap for you and allowing you to screw him in the ass. he loves that, albeit he doesn't do it as frequently as he ought to. he's a noisy, wailing, moaning mess. will later eat you out in order to compensate.

x – x-ray (is he packing?)

sensibly he's around seven inches, hard and satisfyingly thick, in my opinion. he is also cut, which accomplishes the task. he has a single, noticeable vein that protrudes and his manhood leans slightly to the left. his flaccid cock is visibly straining against the cloth if he is commando in his shorts and manspreads. 

y – yearn (how high is his sex drive? is he always yearning for sex?)

he used to have an extremely high sex drive when he was younger. the little things you do turn him on, and he always wants you. at the very least, if not twice a day, he needs to cum. quickies will usually suffice the urge times, but otherwise? he’s a very high yearning man. 

and, to be honest, it is very much the same when he gets older. desires sex every other day. considering that he is seventy-one and all, he is oddly sexual for his age. surprisingly, when he's cuddling with you, you can know when he needs you. like TOO CUDDLY. in an attempt to be by your side, he’ll also linger his touch and do other things. 

z – zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

he'll think about going to sleep as long as you're done with everything else. however, I worry that he might spend a solid hour caring for or hugging you before eventually dozing out. to at last fall asleep in your arms. this applies to both of them,  younger and older. 

[adleryoung]

"Flim-flamming?" Rebecca retorted indignantly. "These are the storied and celebrated traditions of witchcraft that stretch back to time immemorial!"

"Maybe so," Burnside answered, "but they don’t do nothin but waste time an make everbody look silly!"

"We are combining the flair of the classic witchy style with elven techniques that actually work! That’s the whole point of this coven!"

"Can't we just cut out all the theatrics an get right to the doin?"

"Being a witch is at least half theatrics!" Rebecca insisted. "That’s what gets people’s attention! It's called showmanship! That's the part they notice and remember!"

"They notice an remember that we look like a buncha theater school drop-outs!" Burnside retorted. "If I told ya oncet, I told ya a hunnerd times, we'd get more members if we dropped the cornball stuff and just got to the magick! An cuttin thangs!"

This sounded like an argument that had been repeated many times already. I didn't feel like waiting for it to play out to its inevitable conclusion, so I politely cleared my throat.

“AHEM," I coughed gently. "What else do you have to show me?”

"Not much," Rebecca admitted. "We make decent money selling natural remedies to townsfolk. Remedies that actually WORK, I might add. That has given our coven a good reputation locally. We also have a collection of books that Ash… I mean, OWTER, left as a parting gift when Burnside rescued me."

"BAH," Burnside snorted. "All o them books is either out o date, debunked, crackpot elf nonsense, or else completely wrongheaded nonsense lowfolk come up with. You keep on overlookin' what this coven actually has: MONEY an INFLUENCE! These here lowfolk simpletons are willin to pay top coin for somethin they coulda made their own selves! Our good reputation makes them locals willin to believe whatever you say! That there’s what'd impress Adler, cause that’s actually useful!"

"Not just anyone can concoct these potions!" Rebecca insisted. "It requires specific knowledge on what to gather, when to gather it, how to brew it, and when to brew it. Such knowledge has to be taught."

"You're both right," I explained diplomatically. "The herbal magick is the most impressive asset because it has direct, practical applications - and it brings in a profit. I wouldn't put much stock in books Dr. Cesawonki gave you because he hates lowfolk and is violently opposed to teaching them magick. Which brings me to my second reason for coming here: Owter told me that Queen Edessa was starting a magick school at Persoc Tor. He of course wants me to put a stop to it, but I am more inclined to let it continue - provided it does so under my authority. You seem to have been running a successful (albeit limited) operation here. You've kept it going without any major disaster for generations, and have earned the respect of the locals. Your experience would be invaluable to me when I go to inspect the Persoc Tor school."

"HOT DANG!" Burnside whooped. "I ain't never seen the Winter Palace before! Rebecca gal, you is in for a treat! Persoc Tor is the swankiest resort town in all of Faerie!"

"It's apparently been abandoned for centuries," I pointed out. "No telling what kind of shape it's in now."

"I've," Rebecca murmured, with a distant look in her eyes. "I've never even been to Faerie…"

[powwuten]

might i ask what a globetrotter is?

Its a collection of music and art that contribute to a project that mostly exists in my head okay bye haha!

Oohhhh i got you there

ahem

“What is globetrotter?”

Globetrotter is a hypothetical maybe happening rpg that currently is having its story told through art, music, and possibly writing or a few comics in the future. It follows three silly little guys that I designed (and have been iterating on because I'm kinda inconsistent) for years now, named Ceridwen, Riice, and Mollam! If you didn’t notice, the first two have misspelled welsh names. What's the significance of them being welsh? There is none! For now! That's the nature of this whole project, really. A lot of the time things exist to be cool, though by the time they leave my head they’ve usually formed enough connective tissue to be a part of a wider story. I had the main protagonists, I had the main antagonists, and I had the themes I wanted to use…then bam! Three cursed individuals trying to defeat a group of time demons to release themselves from being born anew for eternity! Funny how that works!

“Wait so who are those guys in orange?”

in what

“sorry i meant orange”

oh! right!

Ceridwen and Riice are both coworkers at…!! Well honestly I haven’t deliberated on that fact much, but hey, the fact of the matter is they do science 👍👍. Work’s been a little harder after one of their labs got attacked though. Poor thangs. Wonder who did that.

In a world of demons and humans and angels sometimes, how would you categorize a man with a head made of teeth? Perhaps the best description is “cowboy”. Mollam’s the third party member of this trio, but he isn’t exactly enthusiastic about joining them. Strange premonitions are driving Mollam away from Ceridwen and Riice. Poor thangs. Wonder why that is.

“What do these guys look like!!” I hear you ask…and my answer?!?!

I don’t have reference sheets yet. oops. I’ll do it. 👍. I will also say that I didn’t cover their personalities in detail much, but applications speak louder than descriptions! I’ll start writing eventually and in that same vein i’ll start drawing eventually et cetera et cetera…!

“Why is globetrotter?”

Well, to be perfectly honest, to get right to the point, to be quick, to make things simple, in my experience, in the end, it all boils down to the fact that it's fun! It's fun and it’s good practice and I enjoy this world in my head and want to share it with people! plain and simple. im honestly not sure if this section even needed to be here tbh like yeah i like thing im making it i think thats how most things are made.

“Where is globetrotter?”

Primarily boiling in my mind

Secondarily sitting in dms with @marismoments39

Thirdarily out and about on soundcloud

Fourtharily on tumblr

Tumblr? What tumblr? Globetrotter tumblr! https://www.tumblr.com/globetrotterer to be exact! I kinda just made it recently so there isn't much there but hey keep your eyes on it. Seeing as I’ve approached this project across years and grown so much alongside it, it’ll take a bit for some concrete stuff to show up. I’ll do my best to even things out!

“How is globetrotter?”

awww you’re too nice. globetrotter is doing well, and you?

“Is this it?”

No!!!! Unless I die the moment I post this. Feel free to ask me whatever!!!!!

[goodmode]

Corvidan 21, 22, 30?

21. Drink of choice (not just alcoholic)

i think he's actually not big on teas and imported coffee and stuff, despite how well those apparently go with baked goods. he's okay with most things, but he prefers juice and water and anything fresh. just give the guy a glass of apple juice and he's content. does not need anything fancy tbqh

22. Best physical feature

to me? his stupid hair curl because i love drawing that thang. to him? i think he privately takes some pride in being able to lift flour sacks so easily so probably his arms/back. hard worker type answer. he doesn't really care about aesthetics beyond their practical uses (convincing everyone he is boring and unassuming)

30. Sleeping habits

he's an early riser! which to corvidan means a sensible bedtime. dude likes getting up at the crack of dawn and going for a jog or a walk or generally moving his body around and exercising, but he hates people watching him do it (holdover from tahra considering this Suspicious Behaviour. why are you getting fit are you planning on going on adventures like your brother I Just Don't Understand etc etc) so early morning when no one is around is a good time

[ask meme]

[an-ecu-harrypotter-au]

TPS Part 15: Tests And Trials

"Toby what are the three main ingredients in a Forgetfulness Potion?"

"Leaf River water, Valerian sprigs an mistletoe berries."

"It's Lethe as in lethal."

Ah blink. Ah gotta look at mah book agin.

"Ohhh. L-E-T-H-E. Greek thang right? Also why'd they use mistletoe berries if they're poisonous?"

"Yes it's a river in Greece. As for the mistletoe berries it's because, as you said in the past, they can cause visual disturbances and convulsions. Those things impact memory and would therefore make sense to use in a potion like this."

"Ok. So fer the magic part what kinda charm do we use ta make it?"

Jacklin thinks. Ah know the answer Ah jus wanna test 'er like she's testin me.

"The Memory Charm. You spell it O-B-L-I-V-I-A-T-E and you would make a wand movement that looks like a brain."

"Ah gotta draw that then so Ah don't ferget."

Ah laugh at mah own joke an start ta draw the outline of a brain.

"Ya know Jacklin Ah think Ah can do this."

"That's great to hear, Toby. I really think you can do it too."

Ah look at mah Transfigurin notes an ask a question.

"Why's we gotta learn bout turnin mice inta stuff?"

"Mice are small. You need to start with something small because there's less room for mistakes."

"So we don't really need ta turn mice inta anythang in the real world?"

"No we don't."

Ah look at how Ah got it spelled in mah notes. Ah dunno how Latin works so Ah hope Ah got it right.

"How do ya spell it the words fer that?"

"It's mures emuncta greges."

"Ok lemme write that down."

Ah write it phonetically an the real way so Ah know how ta spell it. Mirror-ez em-unk-ta gregs.

"Toby did you finish your map of Jupiter for Astronomy?"

"Ah think Ah did. Why ya wanna look at it?"

"It's because I have a feeling Professor Sinistra would want us to fill it out from nothing. As in she would give us a piece of paper with nothing but a circle. We would have to color and label everything seen on Jupiter."

"Oh."

Ah pull out mah map a Jupiter.

"Ah ain't gonna do well on this part. If it's only part a this map Ah can probly do it. But the whole map from scratch uh uh."

"You need to make many maps until you can make a complete map from start to finish. That's how you'll remember, Toby."

"Oh yeah yer right. At the same time it's way easier ta remember stuff in History a Magic like Elfric the Eager than tryna label everythang on the surface a Jupiter."

"I understand that, Toby. Both of these classes are important but at least you won't need that to be a Healer."

Ah look at mah notes then look at Jacklin.

"Well tha's good. If Ah can jus keep gettin E's in mah classes that'd make me a real good student yeah?"

"Of course, Toby. A Healer definitely isn't an easy job. In fact if it wasn't for Healers a lot of Aurors would've died during the last Wizarding War."

"Oh yeah Ah guess that makes sense. But wha's an Aura?"

"An Auror is someone who actively tracks down and fights to defeat Dark wizards. They are the ones who helped Headmaster Dumbledore take out Voldemort's followers before he was defeated by the Headmaster himself."

"They're the wizardin FBI then got it."

Time Skip

"So how they plan on testin all a us?"

"Outside of our OWLS and NEWT exams all exams are done during our regular class period. Some of them are divided into practical and theoretical exams."

"Oh yeah Snape said we gotta do our written test taday, our incantations on Wednesday an a whole potion on Friday."

We end up in the dungeons an sure nough Ah see a whole pile a papers on Snape's desk. Ah sit down at a table bout a chair apart from Jacklin. Snape comes in an looks real serious as usual. Makes sense cause tests're always serious business.

"This is your final chance to prove your competency in mastering the most basic level of potion making. Should you fail this set of exams, the results will be quite..... ghastly."

Ah hear a couple kids gulp an take a deep breathe. Ah dunno why they're so nervous. Even Jacklin kinda looks nervous an it makes no sense ta me. She's always helpin me an other kids so it ain't like she's a dummy.

"You will have exactly 45 minutes to complete this part of the exam. Do not even think about cheating because all of your exams are different."

Ah hope tha's a good thang cause Dumbledore tol me Ah gotta have special tests. Ah look at mah test an Ah read all the questions. A lotta a the questions're multiple choice. Ah got a couple questions at the end that are writin questions. Gotta do the writin questions first.

"Explain the effects of the Cure for Boils Potion."

Ah try ta control mah wigglin. Ah know all bout this question. Snape tol us all bout it day one.

"It's used ta remove boils, such as those produced by the Pimple Jinx."

Ah realize Ah gotta change ta ta to. Snape'll take points off if Ah don't write properly. So now Ah got "It's used to remove boils".

"Question 2: What's the difference between aconite and wolfsbane?"

Ah know tha's a trick question cause Ah know mah plants. So far this' real easy.

"There's no difference. They're the same plant. People only call it wolfsbane since it's used in the werewolf potion called Wolfsbane Potion."

Ah finished both a mah writin questions an Ah feel real good bout it. Now Ah can jus fly through the rest a the test. Ah got bout 30 mins left ta finish an Ah think it's doable.

Time Skip

Ah'm workin on mah last question a Quirrell's paper test. It's a bit harder ta me than Potions cause a lotta the words look the same.

"Explain the difference between an imp and a gnome."

This' an easy question. Imps an gnomes ain't the same creature. Sure they're both small, annoyin, an like ta hide in dark places. But they look different, love gardens, an actually got animals that eat 'em. Pop wrote me a letter sayin Uncle Travis was complainin bout the gnomes in his garden so Ah practcally got 1st hand knowledge on 'em.

"Fi-five min-minutes left c-class."

Ah stand up an hand in mah test. Jacklin's been long gone but that don't matter cause Ah awready know she's smart an can do all this fast.

"Tha-thank you, Mr. Kw-Kwimper."

Ah get mah stuff an go back ta the Gryffindor Tower. Somethin bout 'em's felt off. Ah dunno what'd it could be outside a him stealin the stone. Ah can't think bout that though. Ah jus hope Ah pass all mah tests.

Time Skip

"Toby? Our grades will be posted in the common room soon."

"Wha's that mean?"

"That in just a matter of minutes we'll not only know if we move onto our second year at Hogwarts but also be able to focus entirely on telling Headmaster Dumbledore about the philosopher's stone."

Ah get nervous bout all that. Dumbledore ain't gonna believe us if all we got's mah visions ta go off of.

"Ah dunno if he'll believe us. Seerin powers ain't an exact science like potion makin."

"If Headmaster Dumbledore can believe that you're a Parselmouth, he'll believe that you're a Seer."

"Ya mean if Ah can show 'em Ah can talk ta snakes, then that'd prove Ah ain't lyin bout mah Seerin powers?"

Ah see Jacklin nod an Ah guess it'll be a good idea ta try. Who knows maybe he awready knows bout Quirrell wantin ta steal the stone an we don't gotta worry bout it.

"I'll be right back, Toby. If I see that the grades have been posted on the board, I'll come and get you."

"Ok."

Ah wait in mah room an talk wit Trevor. If Jacklin's gotta use the bathroom ta deal wit 'er bleedins tha's her business.

"What'd ya think Trevor? Did Ah pass all mah tests?"

Trevor jus looks at me wit his froggie eyes an croaks.

"Yeah Ah kinda feel good bout mah tests too. Ah dunno if Ah got O's on all a 'em but Ah know Ah didn't fail. Tha's all Pop ever wanted outta me. So long's Ah jus pass mah magic classes that'd be jus fine wit 'em."

Trevor stands in a way that tells me Ah gotta feed 'em.

"Yer tryna butter me up fer a bloodworm ain't ya. Well yer lucky cause it works."

Ah feed 'em a worm an he jus gobbles it right up. Ah love watchin 'em eat cause he jus looks so happy.

"Toby come downstairs! Our grades have been posted."

"Ok!"

Ah follow Jacklin down ta see our grades. Ah jus hope Ah passed.

"Wow. Whole lotta kids here."

"This is for all of Gryffindor. We need to find the first year section."

Ah look through the thangs on the board.

"Found it. Yer up there Jacklin."

"Thank you, Toby."

Ah see mah name bout a couple rows below hers. Ah dunno if Ah can look at the line a grades till Jacklin tells me wha she's got.

"I got all O's!"

"Wow! Wha's that star next ta yer name?"

Jacklin takes a deep breath. Ah'm gettin excited cause she's gettin excited.

"That star means I'm at the top of our class!"

Ah can't help but flap mah hands round till Ah grab Jacklin's hands.

"Ok. Now Ah gotta see mah grades."

"They have the names of the core classes across the top. You would've had to skip every class to not get a passing grade in Flying so they usually don't count that."

Ah'm feelin too nervous ta look as much as Ah wanna look.

"Can ya look fer me?"

"Of course I can. Potions: O. Defense Against the Dark Arts: E. Magical Theory: E Charms: O. History of Magic: O. Herbology: O. Flying: O. Astronomy: E. And Transfiguration: E. That means you have 5 O's and 4 E's."

Ah can't even think of how ta react ta that.

"Toby?"

"Sorry Ah think mah brain broke fer a sec there. Did.... did that mean Ah made it ta 2nd year?"

"Yes!"

Ah don't even know wha ta say. Ah jus gotta write Pop or tell Dumbledore bout Quirrell or somethin.

"How much time we got till the last day a school?"

"Our last day is on the 31st. We have to have our final Quidditch match to determine who wins the Quidditch Cup."

Ah try ta think bout wha ta do next.

"Le's go talk ta Dumbledore bout this. Quirrell's been feelin off the whole time Ah was takin mah test."

"Yes, I agree."

We walk ta Dumbledore's office. McGonagall sees us first though.

"Is there any reason you wish to be in this part of the castle?"

"Yes Professor McGonagall. We have something to ask Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Well I'm afraid you must wait. The Headmaster had left on important business and won't be back until tomorrow morning."

Ah feel nervous an Ah dunno what we gotta do now.

"I see. Thank you Professor."

Ah follow Jacklin back ta mah room.

"Professor Quirrell had to have sent a false notice to lure the Headmaster away. He's going to steal the stone tonight if he hasn't started already."

"Jacklin... Ah don't think Ah'm gonna be able ta stop 'em. Ah don't even know how ta get past Fluffy or what's even past the trapdoor."

She sighs an Ah dunno if she's mad at me or not.

"In that case, I'll go alone."

Before Ah can even think bout wha she says, she grabs the invisibility cloak an heads outta mah room. Ah know Ah don't gotta be a Seer ta know this ain't gonna go well. Ah jus dunno what ta do.

Tagging: @arrolyn1114, @nemos-rapture, @xanatenshi, @briefpandatimemachine, @hooked-on-elvis,

@vintagepresley, @aliengoth3, @smokeymountainboy, @bigdaddyelvislover, @mercsandmonsters,

@pledgingmylovee, @presleysgirl6, @thetaoofzoe, and @elvispresley4life.

[leweekendrock]

A Le Weekend Retrospective - Part 1

Like the night sky, the band Le Weekend has been around more than 15 years. While the night sky lazed around and contributed nothing to anyone, the band used the time to write songs, play shows, and put out recordings at what couldn't be called a breakneck pace. Responding to a fantasy where there was popular demand to hear our story, please enjoy–or failing that, read–a retrospective in some number of parts.

So this is the first part. It covers 2006 to 2008, in which we formed the band, released our first EP, and sadly parted ways with two founding members.

SOUNDTRACK: https://leweekend.bandcamp.com/album/suite

DISCLAIMERS: 

The writing is mostly Matt. Don’t blame the whole band for what follows.

This isn’t supposed to be (slash hopefully isn’t) a nostalgia trip. Those are for things that are over. We’re just demonstrating some ongoing history behind this thing we do and keep doing for some reason.

I’ve tried to avoid the social media pose of pretending to be an Important Band. It’s hard to avoid entirely when writing anything, as suggesting something is worth your time is already bold. But we’re merely a Good Local Band in the sense of all three words, and mean well.

Finally, if you’re looking for Salacious Details(!!), you’ve come to the wrong band. Here are the three most shocking excerpts from the whole thing:

The booking agent hoped I wasn’t miffed. Miffed?! I was downright perturbed!

“Looks like you’re going to the Grammys!” our manager exclaimed, turning the laptop screen our way. “This Photoshop stuff is really something.”

And THAT, my dude, PROVES Kurt Cobain and Anthony Kiedis were talking about the same bridge!

And those are all from my correspondence course How To Write Shocking Excerpts.

The year was 2006. I was out of my 20’s, and my last band (Hotel Motel, now ending) had gotten together through alt.music.chapel-hill. It was time to put the next band together through Gmail, which was the style at the time. The phrase “jam sandwich” appeared in an acceptance email that also warned me “That was your out.”

We got Robert Biggers on drums, because I played with him in Audubon Park, knew him to be gifted on various instruments, and we were friends going all the way back to the 20th Century.

Through my good friend David Nahm, we got connected with Ben Ridings on lead guitar, and Ben introduced us to Missy Thangs on keyboards and vocals. Both hailed from the excellent early aughts Asheville band Piedmont Charisma.

At this point we needed bass which meant Bob Wall. I’d only recently learned he played bass (knowing him for guitar and drums) when during downtime at a Hotel Motel practice he whipped out Steely Dan’s “The Boston Rag." They say you learn everything you need to know about a bassist when they play ‘The Boston Rag’ on the couch, and they're right!

So now we were formed. And such well dressed people.

(Photo by Ben Spiker. l-r, front row: Missy Thangs, Robert Biggers, Ben Ridings; back row: Bob Wall, Matt Kalb)

We started with a few songs I’d already written in the sense that I write songs, which means a clear idea of structure, chord progression, and my guitar part–at the level of a good working draft–combined with vague-to-no ideas for the rest of the band’s parts. As in, I’m open to hearing what they'll bring, and zeroing in on it without a predefined landing place. That’s both HOW I WANT TO DO IT, but also something I worry about being NOT THE REAL WAY TO DO IT.

Because, yep, when creating music, one of the things I love doing most, imposter syndrome is in full effect much of / most of the time! I also didn’t know Missy or Ben very well, and in my usual (overly literal) way of interpreting their feedback about looking for more direction, I swung over to giving way too much direction, arbitrarily filling in the blanks I’d have rather left for the band, because I thought that was what was being asked. We figured it all out, of course.

In bands with this individual freedom and responsibility, sometimes everyone effectively (if unconsciously) wants everyone else to be all done with their experimentation, presenting an unwavering idea while their own experimentation continues. Sartre talks about this and didn’t even have a band, I’m pretty sure. Plus the songs were, as rock/pop goes, fairly complicated, lending themselves to situations where one person could be learning how it goes while another is past that and working in tweaks and changes, which throw off the first person, rinse/repeat. But we figured out how to get through that too, of course. To me, every new song feels like the one that will never get learned, and every one’s gotten learned so far.

Within a few months we had several songs together and played our first show, a WXDU thing at the Duke Coffeehouse, thanks to the unseen or possibly seen (I couldn’t find my emails for this) hand of Ross Grady. That made things feel more real, as it usually does for bands starting out. We did a cover of “Hold The Line,” which we learned that day and never returned to. It was more of a fun-for-the-first-show kind of thing.

About a year after that we started working on our debut recording, Suite, with our friend Nick Petersen at Go! Studios. This was the first of many great recording experiences the band would have with Nick over the years.

My favorite memory from these sessions is from "Blinded Me With Silence", which is also my favorite song from the EP. I wanted two layers of disorganized improvisation from several guest musicians, mostly playing marching band type instruments. I explained what we were doing, threw my arms wide shouting “Go!”, pulled them back in shouting “Stop!”, and we repeated once more. At which point Robert helpfully weighed in over the PA, “Your music is dumb!”

Credits for 13 SECONDS OF NOISE x2

Crowmeat Bob Pence (trombone)

Dave Cantwell (parade bass drum)

Kerry Cantwell (parade snare drum)

Chuck Johnson (Ben's guitar)

Jeff Herrick (trumpet)

Rob Koegler (toy percussion)

The centerpiece of the album, kind of the theme song of the band at this point, was "Le Weekend Suite". It came from a self-assigned writing exercise, after Robert mentioned his college songs tended to move from part to new part to new part, etc., going off in many interesting directions and often back to part 1 for an end (“snake style”), but he’d wanted to write something that folds back in on itself.

I considerately stole the idea and made it work in the most natural way possible: forcing in advance that it just had to work because that’s how the song goes. The song, progressing through parts 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 (‘the great divide”), then rewinding through new versions of 4, 3, 2, and 1, was slowly and (for my patient band mates) excruciatingly born. As in, this one took quite a while to write, arrange, and learn. But I definitely think it’s a highlight of the EP.

By the way, alternate iterations of a part would itself become a recurring theme, explored at full song level on our 2nd album, aka the one that got ALL THE ATTENTION, and at the part (shared across multiple songs) level on our 6th album, aka the one that got ALL THE PANDEMIC. It had a small role in our 4th and 5th ones as well. What can I say? I’ve had one idea and it wasn't fully mine to begin with.

I can’t remember which song led to Bob internally debating which single held note he used to play and/or should play, but I think it might have been “Le Weekend Suite” as well. Recapped in the famous line “Bob’s changed his mind about his notes” in our next album.

The CD design came from our friend Lincoln Hancock using photos from Ben Spiker, the start of another very fruitful tradition for the band. I mean, look at this thing.

(Layout by Lincoln Hancock, photo by Ben Spiker)

And we got a very nice review from Grayson Currin at the Indy.

Unfortunately, at this time Ben and Missy decided it would be best to step away from the band after our release show at the Nightlight. This was on very friendly terms, and they encouraged the three of us to continue. We opened with the trio playing “Lower yr action” (soon to be part of our first LP) as a nod to what was coming next, then played our last show as a quintet. To thunderous applause, at least in my own head.

We’re very grateful to Missy and Ben for their contributions to the early life of the band, and for encouraging us to keep going. While they’ve each got great performances all over Suite, one of my favorites is the middle section of "Rock staple, scissors". Just listen for the ON FIRE keyboard lick and you’re there!

During the time frame of this installment, we played these shows.

11/11/06 - Duke Coffeehouse - DEBUT OF LW - WXDU FALL BENEFIT w/ Grappling Hook, Noncanon, Natasha, Scene of the Crime Rovers

03/01/07 - The Reservoir - w/Darker Brighter and Goner

05/24/07 - The Cave - w/Audubon Park 

07/30/07 - Bull City HQ - w/Mahasamatman and Minchia 

08/23/07 - Nightlight - w/Grappling Hook 

09/25/07 - Duke Coffeehouse - w/Dirty Projectors and Ecstatic Sunshine

10/16/08 - Bull City HQ - w/Cantwell Gomez & Jordan and Impossible Arms

11/06/08 - Duke Coffeehouse - TROIKA 2008 w/Red Collar, Sorry About Dresden, Pink Flag, and Sequoya

12/04/08 - Nightlight - CD RELEASE FOR SUITE w/Actual Persons Living or Dead, Crash, and dj NASTY BOOTS

And that’s all you get! For now.

[itspdameronthings]

Wanna say thanks for liking my Mitch fic. Means a lot. Thought I post a preview of the next part. There's a surprise at the end!

Has been wonderful to be home. Love even more is the lazy mornings with Mitch. Listening to his heartbeat while tracing patterns on his arm. Thinking about stuff. More importantly on what's to come. On this day. Mitch and the others are going to look at the wind turbines. What am I gonna do? Either go to the gym to hone up my boxing skills,or do girl stuff. Meaning shopping. Or take advantage of the special space in the back of the bar. Mitch thought I needed my own place to reflect and relax. That's sweet! 

@dameronscopilot , @musings-of-a-rose @marmie-noir @romanarose

Mitch didn't want to leave me just yet. Held me close to him whispers,” Wish you were goin with us. Ya know. No fucking room. “ Looking up at him smiling at him while rubbing his perfect ass,” Me too. Have business to do. Also I know ya want me safe. Even though I can take care of myself. “  Oh my cowboy. My savior. As usual we were interrupted by the sounds of the car pulling up. Before he left. Kiss me deeply,” love you my little breeze. With all of my heart.” Kiss him again as I moved back,” Love you too.” Heard a lot of teasing from the others .except from Bodie. All he did was nod. 

Love how the bar is quiet during the day. Hardly any noise. Only a few others were present. Goodie, and good ole Mike. Grace , whom I got to know better. Since both of us have one thing in common. Raised on a farm . Told her about my adventures ,and about my brothers. Miss them sometimes. Was hard to leave since that family crisis. Want to forget about it. Little did I know that tonight might get my wish. 

Business was booming! Busy since one waitress went home sick. Meant me and Crystal and one other to mind the floor. Tonight while delivering an order to a group of men that look like high rollers. Being ever so uppity rude. One proceeded to reach for my arm,” Oh come on darlin. Let me feel more of that soft skin of yours. “ Oh that does it! Pulled my arm away ,” Do that again? You're gonna have your arm in a sling!” He laughed,” oh really? I'm shaking in my boots! Little thang like you hurt me?” Moment later his arm was behind his back followed by me kneeing him in the chest,” Ya were sayin? Jackass? Now beat it!” Looking up to see Mitch on stage practically smiling. On my way to the bar to put my tray on the counter. Heard a familiar voice,” love to see my training has paid off. “ Will! Omg! 

[drakenology]

Their s/o has a fat ass (feat. Midoriya, Bakugo and Todoroki)

warnings: slight smut..?, mentions of sexual activity, fluff!, fem!reader, some blurbs cause I talk too fuckin much anddd swearing.

author’s note: shout out to all my big booty bitches! Just a reminder! I am new to writing on tumblr so if I do anything wrong please let me know and don’t hesitate to give me pointers and tips. also i am taking asks and requests so please don’t be shy, i wanna make friends 🥺. also enjoy!

Bakugo

the ass man of all ass men, duh

would smack it at any point, just to watch it jiggle.

he thinks it’s sooo fucking soft, especially feeling it smack against him when he fucks you from behind, watching it bounce 🥴 (prefers you that way)

would wanna spank you all the time and definitely would want you to walk around the house without any pants on cause he lovesss watching you walk around.

would make you walk in front of him so he can watch it jiggle around as you walk

he’s just obsessed with your big ol booty 🍑

has absolutely no fucking shame

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, ahh, summer! Bakugo’s favorite season; not because of the weather, but because he gets to see you in short shorts. He loved looking at your ass peek out slightly at the hem of your shorts, the sight was tantalizing. Today, you two were going on a road trip with Izuku and Uraraka for a cute lil double date (your idea, not Bakugo’s). While getting ready, you jump into a pair of shorts and a tank top since it’s absolutely scorching outside much to Bakugo’s delight. As you’re getting all your supplies together for a beach day, you feel a stern smack on your ass as you bend down to grab some towels. You yelp and turn around to see Bakugo standing right behind you, staring at you with lustful eyes.

“Damn, you have such a nice ass. Why don’t we skip this stupid trip and fuck around at little, huh?” He said, pulling your shorts down to get a good look at your bare ass. You blush a furious red as you swat his hands away.

“Stop it Ka-chan! We’re already late.” You squeak, pulling your shorts back up over your ass. Katsuki sighs deeply as he helped you get everything else together.

“This isn’t over, y/n. Sooner or later, you’re gonna be bent over. That ass is mine.” Katsuki said in your ear, sneaking another squeeze on your ass.

Midoriya

ugh my sweet baby boy 🥺

ok so, he loves your ass. but he’s a lil shy ya know?

Stares a lot. Doesn’t touch in public tho.

feels a little guilty about oogling at your ass, even though the poor guy can’t help it. it’s so juicy!

but indoors??? BABY

he’s smaking that ass all over the house!

standing behind you as you bend over to reach stuff, grinding up against you.

he nasty. 👀

he won’t say it to anyone else; because you’re his and he doesn’t want anyone even fuckin fantasizing about you, but he loves your booty. gah damn..

Izuku had been away visiting All Might to catch up with him, ya know, gushing about you and his hero work and how much he’s grateful to him. So when he came home to you cleaning your shared home in nothing but a cute little tee shirt and some slippers, nothing covering your lower half except some plain black panties, he was floored. He saw you dancing around, your air pods blasting your favorite song as you swayed your hips to the beat. Izuku started to blush, watching your every move as you danced and cleaned the living space. You hadn’t even noticed him standing there watching you as you vaccumed the carpet. Suddenly you notice it had been turned off somehow. Turning your head you see Midoriya, holding the cord to the vacuum in his hand, as he unplugged it to get your attention.

“Izuku, wh-“ you questioned, interrupted by Midoriya’s strong hands pulling you towards him, kissing you feverishly. You feel him grab and caress you, hands stopping at his favorite part of your body. He gave it a hard slap, leaving a pleasurable sting as he pulled away from the kiss.

“Y/N, you have no idea how badly I want you right now. You don’t know what you do to me.” He said, lifting you up using the strength of One for All. He rushes to your shared bedroom, telling you how he’s gonna fuck you all night, and went on and on about how sexy you are.

“I love you so much Y/N, you’re so perfect.” He said gently laying you on the bed, the last gentle thing he did for you that night.

Let’s just say... yall need a new bed frame.

Todoroki

Ahhh!!! My other baby. Ugh I love him.

Todo is a little similar to Midoriya in the sense that he’ll feel guilty about oogling at your body in public.

But he’ll get over it once he reminds himself that you belong to him, as well as dat ass. So he looks as he pleases.

Would WORSHIP that thang, ok??

Would pick out cute little outfits that accentuate your lovely curves.

Would sock the fuck outta anybody who even glanced at you while he was around.

that’s HIS ass, dammit.

You come home from a long night of serving as a combat paramedic because of your healing quirk, and your uncanny ability to defend yourself and others in combat. You were a legend; saving lives and fucking villians up was your specialty. Sighing, you practically kick off your shoes and plop down on your couch, laying down on your stomach. Shoto was sitting in the love seat across from the couch you were laying on, listening to you whine about your day and how sore you are.

“Want a massage, love?” Shoto asked, soaking in the sight of you in your hero costume; a form fitting black catsuit adorned with a utility belt that sat perfectly on your hips and red medic crosses all over the garment in a pattern. He didn’t mean to stare at your body as you were talking to him about your night but he simply couldn’t help himself. Your hero costume fit your body so snug he couldn’t help but to imagine what’s underneath (even tho he already knows). You nodded weakly, head buried into the throw pillows on the couch as you asked about his day. He ignored your questions, standing up from his seat to walk towards you. He was very eager to feel up on you (especially on dat ass). Todo crouched over your body, sternly massaging your tight back. He was weirdly good at massages. You moan as you feel your body relax, the sound turning Shoto on immensely. His hands start to travel down your back, gripping your ass with both hands as he bounced and jiggled the cheeks around. You feel yourself get a little wet when you feel him unzip the back of your hero costume to reveal your bare back.

“I’m sorry, baby.. you just look so sexy in your costume.” Todoroki admits with a red tint on his cheeks. You giggle as he kissed down your back, giving your voluptuous ass a firm smack.

“I know what could help you relax, pretty girl.” He smirks, standing up on his feet. He reached his hand out to you to grab it so he could help you off the couch. You grab his hand and stand in front of him, kissing him sweetly.

“Meet you in the bedroom, Todo.” You said, winking at him. You turn and walk away, swaying your hips a little extra on purpose. Shoto chased behind you lifting you up and throwing you onto his shoulder, slapping your ass along the way to your room as yours and his laughter filled the halls.