#his sleeves are too big but that makes him cuter

[muffinpines]

My sister wants to cosplay Anya Mouthwashing so asked me to crochet a tiny curly to go in her pocket

I was completely winging it but he ended up pretty cute!!!

[hairmetal666]

Steve wins the bat plush at a fair when he's seven. He doesn't care about bats, but it's the prize for making all five baskets in the basketball game, so he gets the little bat. Its eyes are a little crooked and one wing is slightly smaller than the other, but it being lopsided sort of makes it cuter.

He and his dad, they're supposed to be going on rides now, but his dad's pager keeps going off. He puts Steve next to a funnel cake stand, tells him not to move, and goes in search of a pay phone. Fifteen minutes pass, and Steve is bored under the flashing lights and tinkling music. He wants to play not sit and wait.

Eventually, he drifts back towards the midway, watches the people rushing by, searches for a sign of his dad's return. His attention is caught by another boy at the basketball booth. He has to be about Steve's age, with a mop of dark curls on top of his head and a jean jacket that's slightly too big, sleeves flopping over his hands as he lines up his shots.

This boy, he's terrible at basketball. Every shot is too high or too short or goes wide, but he's trying. Even from this distance, Steve can see how hard he's trying. He uses up his five balls, fishes into his jacket pocket for more money, and gets five more.

He misses every shot. This time, when he goes back for more money, he comes up empty. Steve thinks he sees his lip shaking.

A man, one in a leather jacket and boots that Steve thinks look mean, comes up to the boy, drops a heavy hand on his shoulder. He's too far away to hear the conversation, assumes the boy asks to play again and the man's response is a shaken head and a tight smile. They walk away from the games, right towards Steve, who slinks back to the side of the midway, not wanting to be caught staring.

"What was it you wanted? That stupid bat? Just another piece of trash you wanna bring in my house." Steve hears as they pass.

The boy nods, but keeps his eyes down and to the side.

He feels bad then. Felt bad before, but now he looks at his own bat, at its funny eyes and poorly attached wings, and wishes he could hand it over to the boy who really wants it. Steve almost does, then, makes to go after them, but his dad appears, dropping a hand to Steve's shoulder and saying, "ready to hit those rides?" And he knows the opportunity is gone, knows his dad will say it's too soft, not what men do.

Steve manages to lose himself for a while in the swirling lights and funhouse music and carnival rides, forget about the little bat in his back pocket and the boy who wanted one so desperately. But then his dad's pager goes off some more, he goes back to the pay phone, and Steve ducks into the low brick building that houses the bathrooms.

His eyes immediately land on the same boy from the basketball game. His eyes are red, face damp, obviously from tears, and Steve just--

"Here." He shoves the bat into the boy's chest.

For a second, the brownest eyes Steve's ever seen widen at him, before narrowing in a harsh glare, the boy's teeth barred.

"Why?" He snarls.

Steve thinks he may regret every choice that led him to this but he says, he says, "Because I want you to have it."

The boy blinks a few times, hand reaching out to gently pinch the bat's smallest wing. "You sure?"

Steve nods and the bat is slowly withdrawn from his grasp.

"No takesies-backsies?"

"It's yours."

The boy looks at the bat in awe, and Steve says, "see? It already looks happier with you."

The boy's beaming smile is cut-off by a voice calling from the door, "you in there,? I ain't got time to be waiting for your boohooing."

"Coming!" The boy carefully tucks the bat into an inner pocket of his jacket. "Thank you," he whispers, eyes big and glistening and happy, before he disappears out the door.

---

13 years later, give or take a few months, and Steve stands in the cracked shell of a bisected trailer, rummaging through what remains of a life well-lived, searching for anything whole. He's already found a few undamaged mugs and clean hats, but this room--it took a lot of damage. The brunt of it, really. Some sick sort of joke, after everything.

It's mostly rubble in here, scraps of fabric; slivers of notebook paper, magazine, poster; crumbled shards of vinyl and cassette plastic. A few times he comes across the disembodied limb of one of those dnd figures, and something weird happens to his throat.

In the far corner there's half of a dresser collapsed into itself, and he shuffles through the debris to see what he can find. There's something, soft and black, just the edge of it, peaking out from under half of a drawer face. He pulls it out, careful as can be and it's--it's a plush bat. It's a little dirty, but unharmed, though its eyes are a little wonky, and one wing is smaller than the other.

He holds it and he stares and he has to brace himself against the wall. It can't be--it's not the same one--but he remembers those big brown eyes and the curls and--

"Harrington," a warm, rich voice calls from what's left of the hallway. "You get lost in there?"

Eddie shuffles in, slow, careful with his crutches. And it--it took so long, months and months of convalesce and physical therapy, still physical therapy, but he's here. He's alive. He's perfect. And the something blooming between them, it's not spoken yet, but it's there, growing, and now, now--

"Oh my god, you found Lilith! I thought she was toast."

"Lilith?" He's still cradling the little lopsided bat in his hands, but moves closer to hand it over to Eddie.

"Yes, Lilith." Eddie takes the bat, presses it to his chest. "The first boy I ever loved gave her to me."

His heart turns over in his chest and when he swallows his throat clicks. Eddie doesn't notice, he's smiling softly at the bat, at Lilith, but then, "why are you looking at me like that?"

"First boy you ever loved?" He says. He thinks he sounds normal.

Somehow, Eddie's smile grows even softer. "Yeah. Roan County Fair, years ago. Tried to win her, but--" he clicks his tongue--"never had great hand-eye coordination. And then this kid just gave her to me out of nowhere. I used to think I was going to marry him."

"And now?"

Eddie laughs. "I grew up, Steve."

And for a second, he doesn't know what to say, but then, "I was right then, huh? That she'd be happier with you."

He stares at Steve, those same big brown eyes, wide and glistening. "Steve that was--Steve?" Eddie presses a hand over his mouth, overcome, before launching himself into Steve's arms. The crutches clatter to the floor, but Steve has him, will always have him, no matter what.

"I can't believe you kept her," Steve whispers.

"God, I carry her everywhere. She's Corroded Coffin's mascot, and you--Steve, I can't believe that was you."

"Surprise," he bumps Eddie's forehead with his.

They hold each other in the center of the destruction, but none of that matters right now, not when it feels like every moment since they very first met as children was leading them to this.

From the other half of the trailer, they hear footsteps, chattering, Wayne and Robin and Dustin, but Steve wants this to last a little longer.

"So, marriage...that still off the table?"

Eddie laughs softly, nuzzles his face against Steve's neck. "Are you kidding, sweetheart? No way I'm letting you go."

[milunalupin]

— all-american

james potter x reader ★ 869 words

"Can you two stop giggling? People are staring."

The boys followed the tallest Marauder through the streets of muggle London, on their way to some American diner Peter had told them about. The purebloods couldn't help but 'ooh' and 'ahh' at all the unusual things they didn't have back in their world. A large neon sign came into view, the 'C' in 'Nick's Diner' flickering on and off. The loud jingle of the bell as they opened the door announced their arrival, only a few other patrons scattered around the diner. A voice from somewhere back in the kitchen called out.

"Welcome in, take a seat anywhere you'd like!"

They decided on a red leather booth near the back corner, a 'Taxi Driver' poster plastered right above the table. The black and white checkerboard flooring and jukebox made it feel like they were in that film 'Grease' their friend Lily makes them watch every other week.

"Evening boys, how's everyone doin'? My name is Y/N, can I get anyone started with a drink?"

James thinks he must've gotten hit by a muggle car crossing the street to get here because he believes he's seeing an angel in person. You just look so pretty, in your little red dress and white apron, curly hair tied up in a ponytail. Your smile. Merlin, he was going to need to get his eyes checked again after dinner because your smile was truly blinding. Were those wedding bells he was hearing?

"I think James over here is good, all that drool should last him a good week or two."

A hard slap on the back took him out of his daze. His eyebrows pinched together and he was about to say something back to Sirius when he realized he was drooling, quickly wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater before turning back to you with red cheeks and a sheepish smile.

"A Coca-Cola for me, please."

You think the blushing boy before you couldn't get any cuter. You grinned and nodded, telling them you'd be back with their drinks as you strolled back to the kitchen.

Once James finally took his eyes away from your swinging ponytail, he was met with three shit-eating grins. He glares back but their smiles do not falter, causing James to scoff with furrowed eyebrows. "What."

Dinner goes by in a flash with the friends enjoying their meals and sneakily changing the music from the jukebox, wands hidden under the table. The boys notice they just so happen to have a very attentive waitress, your lovely self coming around to their table often. It was interesting that even after they'd finished eating, you would appear to fill their almost overflowing cups with water or drop off extra napkins. James did nothing but send a dopey grin your way, and he does consider talking to you but freezes the second your big brown eyes stare back at him.

Remus groaned as he watched his friend be so pathetically consumed by you, setting down his now empty mug. "Prongs, tell me. Are you going to ask her out or just sit there with your tongue out like Padfoot begging for someone to throw him a bone?"

"I do not beg!" The dog animagi sputtered, hitting the dirty blonde beside him, "Tell 'em Pete!"

"Piss off Moony, it's not that easy. She's perfect."

Your shift was over, and truthfully it could've been worse. The table of four boys really made up for the more sour customers you had earlier in the day. The disappointment on your face was obvious when you had gone to clean their table and there was no number left behind on any of the napkins.

After finishing your closing duties you walked out the back door and turned the corner to find a large eagle owl perched upon the diner's bike rack. It wasn't too common to see owls in this area, but the shine of its feathers and well maintained claws tell you it's not from around here. Taking careful steps towards the bird, you offer your hand. It expanded its wings and flapped them twice at you before butting its head against the palm of you hand. You smiled and smoothed the beautiful creature's feathers back, now realizing there was an envelope sitting between the owl's talons. Taking the envelope and opening it up, you find a letter written to who you presumed to be yourself.

Dearest Y/N,

You have me infatuated with your beautiful smile and killer table waiting skills. I'm pretty funny and can show you a good time. Not like that though, unless you wanted t

What I mean to say is, I would throw all of England's tea in the ocean again if it meant I could win the honor of taking you out. On a date that is, not like killing you. I promise to make the night magical. I'll come by the diner next week with flowers and hopefully you don't punch me in the face for being a creep.

Yours,

James Potter

Smiling to yourself, you gave the owl one last pet and a thank you before pulling your wand out and disapparating home.

[gardenialver]

Of Eagles and Hummingbirds

synopsis - just some headcanons while dating Ushijima but being like 35 cm shorter

pairings - Wakatoshi Ushijima

content - f!reader, reader does have a few outlined features mainly height, fluff

The first time Ushijima saw you in high school he thought you were a first year but then he saw you at a university junction while in his second year of post secondary and went through a moment of confusion

The two of you got closer through Ushijima's simple mindedness. since you were more academically inclined, or at least more academically inclined than him since you actually passed all your classes at Shiratorizawa

Before he realized it Ushijima suddenly became someone you were heavily dependent on, despite his nonchalant behaviour he always checked in on you when you would go out drinking, letting your head rest against him until you regained composure

His habit of lowering his entire body to hear people better came from being around you and moments where you were more soft spoken

After you started dating Ushijima began to take into consideration how much smaller you were than him, small things (pun) how your hands were tiny, he was used to towering over people in general as someone over 190 cm, but with you, you were shorter than the average person especially since he was used to being around volleyball players

You were so small he just wanted to protect you, he wanted to keep you in his grasp at all times, when you'd go to watch his games he was scared when you'd come down to meet him that his teammates would suddenly start tripping over you

Your biggest concern was that sometimes when you'd go out with him and people saw the two of you, they'd gush over the fact that Wakatoshi was taking care of his baby cousin or baby sister, it was true in your eyes your boyfriend would be much more suited with someone who was tall, the contrast between you two raised too many eyebrows, of course your concerns would always be deflected in the moment when he'd suddenly grip your hand as if it was his lifeline, thrust you in front of him and boldly claim on the street "This is my lady"

Of course you'd feel embarrassed and speechless but still a part of you enjoyed it, that he'd so shamelessly declare to everyone that you were the one he loved

On a cuter note when the two of you hugged it brought you comfort that you could hear his heartbeat so gently and how he tried to immerse himself into you, holding you close to him, putting his face into your hair, placing light soft kisses on your head

Sometimes when the two of you hugged he'd start to carry you, just up to his eye level but still with that your legs would hang in the air, it was childish but you enjoyed it, he'd spin you around while you giggled

Other times you'd jump onto his back and he'd sort of play with you there, whenever he carried you it looked like a koala stuck to a eucalyptus tree but the two of you enjoyed it so what else was there to care about

When you would steal his clothes it would obviously be way too big, the sleeves would hang awkwardly around your arms and you'd look like you were wearing a dress or that you didn't have any pants on but you could care less, his clothes were comfy and they smelled like him, it was all the comfort you needed when he'd be on work trips

He also really adored the way you looked in his clothes and sometimes would leave them around so you'd purposely put them on

Sometimes when getting stuff from higher shelves that you'd struggle with, Wakatoshi would full on hold you like a cat and carry you up to what you needed to get which was sweet at home but in public it did make you feel a bit more shy

One more thing, Wakatoshi thought your tiny hands were one of the most adorable things in the world, they were soft and small in comparison to his larger rough and calloused ones, he thought they encompassed you nicely and vowed to protect them from even the smallest of things, cuts and burns from just cooking or paper, for your cute little hands he'd do anything

[holylulusworld]

Dinner for four (4)

Summary: You, your husband, and little Bucky eat together to celebrate something special.

Pairing: AU!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, pregnant reader, daddy Bucky

Catch up here: Dinner for three

Dinner for … masterlist

“Daddy, tell me again how you met Mommy,” your son tugs at his father’s sleeve. “DADDY! DADDY!” James Buchanan Jr. is a little whirlwind. The spit-image of you and Bucky. Of course, the little boy got his father’s cocky attitude and smirk.

“Bucky Jr., don’t annoy your daddy. He just came home and invited us for dinner. Isn’t he a great daddy?” You tut and run your hand over your son’s head. He excitedly jumps up and down and grins at his father. 

“Daddy? Can I have ice cream too?” Your son pouts and sniffles. “Please, daddy.”

“You’ll ask your mommy,” Bucky crouches down to ruffle his son’s hair. “She’s the boss, you know.”

“Mommy is the boss,” your son nods and turns around to give you an even cuter pout. “Mommy, can I have ice cream?”

“If you are a good boy and eat your dinner first, you’ll get ice cream,” you peck his hair. “Daddy can have some too.”

“What about you and little sis?” Your son turns around to place his tiny hands on your grown belly. He gasps and looks up at you like you are a wonder. “Baby sister kicked my hands.”

“She knows you are her big brother and wants your attention.” You smile at your son. He’s eager to meet his little sister and loves to rub your belly whenever he gets the chance to do so.

“YEAH!” He gasps and covers his mouth with his tiny hands. “I’m going to be the best big brother.”

“We know you’ll be the best big brother,” Bucky softly speaks to your son. “I’m proud of you, son.”

“Your table is ready,” you smile at the hostess. “I assume you’ll take the usual.”

Bucky picks your son up to carry him toward the table. He helps him to sit next to you before pulling the chair for you. “You look beautiful tonight, doll,” Bucky whispers in your ear. He kisses your cheek and runs his hand over your belly. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Mr. Barnes,” you watch Bucky sit on the table. He looks at the only empty seat next to him, already imagining watching his daughter enjoy the food at your favorite restaurant.

“I’m wearing my best suit for you, Mrs. Barnes,” he winks at you and smirks. “If you play your cards right tonight, I’ll give you belly rubs and a nice foot massage.”

“If you play your cards right, I’ll allow you to do more than rub my belly,” you snicker when his cheeks turn pink. “After he put little Bucky to sleep, of course.”

“Mommy, can I rub your belly too?” Your son hopefully looks at your belly. “I bet I can make her kick me again!”

“Later, bud,” Bucky says. “We will eat first, okay. Your mommy and sister are hungry. We need to take good care of mommy. She’s having your sister. Remember?”

Your son nods eagerly. He clasps his hands together, forming a plan to help you cook tomorrow. You’re eight months pregnant and are thankful for any help.

“What do you want to eat, Bucky Jr.?” You run your hand over your son’s head. “You can order anything you want. Daddy pays.”

“Daddy pays,” your son grins. “For my ice cream too!”

“He’s his mother’s son,” Bucky fake-sighs. He knows that your son holds your heart, just like Bucky.

“No, he’s his father’s son,” you shoot back. “Like father, like son.”

Bucky grins from ear to ear. He loves hearing that his son is as cocky and lovable as he is. “You can never have enough Bucky in this world.”

“I second that,” you wink at your husband. “Who else would’ve invited a lonely woman and her teddy bear to eat with him? Only a hero in an expensive suit.”

“Daddy, do you love mommy?” Your son suddenly asks. He looks a little emotional, and you immediately worry about him.

“Baby boy, I love your mommy so much I’d do anything for her,” Bucky is quick to reply. “Why do you ask, bud?”

“My friend said that his daddy doesn’t love his mommy anymore,” your son sniffles now. “That made me sad. I don’t want you to leave Mommy.”

“I’d never leave your mommy,” your husband gets up to crouch down next to your son. “See, your mommy is having your baby sister because I love her so much. And I love you too, bud.”

“Okay,” your son nods. “I love Mommy too, and you.”

Bucky wraps his arms around your son and pats his back. “I love you too, bud. So, so much. You’re my baby boy.”

You sniffle and try to hold back the tears. Watching your husband and son together makes your heart swell. “Imagine, soon we are having dinner for four, Bucky.”

“I can hardly wait…”

Part 5

[the-thing-inside-your-closet]

Trick or Treat…or Else

This is unfinished because I felt like I kept screwing up Jason’s characterisation a bit. Gotta work on that.

Jason glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall to his left, it’s was 2:57 on Halloween. His patrol wasn’t due to start for a few more hours, but something tugged at him that cause him to feel like something was going to happen. He wasn’t sure if it was a good or bad feeling just yet. He just knew that whatever is was put him on edge.

“Haven’t you taken enough pictures, Danny?” Tucker laughed through the screen of the computer Danny had set up in a four way call between himself, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz.

“I could never have too many pictures of my little princess!” Danny retorted as he snapped another photo of little Ellie in her Halloween costume.

“Ahem!” Ellie puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips. The pose made her look even cuter, Danny thought.

“Oh my apologise,” Danny grinned cheekily, “my little badass.” He corrected himself.

Ellie, decked out in her mini Red Hood costume. The child sized leather jacket had been a gift courtesy of Sam, while the mini Red Hood helmet had been designed and built by both Tucker and Danny working together to ensure it would be perfect. They might have gone a little overboard however, since they’d managed to incorporated a real working com unit, an air filtration system in case of a gas attack, night vision, heat vision, and an emergency beacon should Ellie wander off and get lost that only Danny or Tucker could access. Danny had also hand painted two nerf guns for her, and gave her hand painted ‘grenades’ that were just glitter bombs. Ellie had insisted, just in case she was ‘forced’ to choose ‘trick’ from Trick or Treat.

“Danny,” Jazz voice held a fondness to it, “if you keep it up with the picture not only will you no longer have any space on there, you guys will be too late for the trick or treating.”

“Oh no! I don’t wanna miss it,” Ellie ran to Danny and started tugging on the sleeve of his costume, “let’s go!” She looked up at him and though the helmet obstructed Danny being able to see Ellie’s face, he could feel it in his bones that she was giving him those big puppy dog eyes of hers.

After a dramatic show of sighing in defeat, he picked up his daughter and said, “alright my starlight, but let’s say bye to the others first though.”

“Bye Uncle Tuck, Aunty Sam, and Aunt Jazz!” Ellie waved her little gloves hand at the screen from her place in her dad’s arms.

Tucker, Sam and Jazz all waved back and said their goodbyes and wishing her a fun time trick or treating. Danny bid his friends and sister farewell and ended the call.

“C’mon Little Hood, let’s go bug our neighbours for candy,” Danny beamed at Ellie as he put her back down and held out her candy bucket which had been a plastic black pumpkin from a dollar store. He’d hand painted a red bat symbol on the front of it for her, so that it would match her costume more. Ellie held the bucket in one hand, and held her dad’s hand in the other as they exited their apartment.

The clock had ticked over to 3:20pm the next time Jason spared it a glance. The trick or treaters would be put and about now. Most cities started later, but in Gotham there was always the risk of a rouge attack, so many parents would go out earlier, just to make sure they were home to avoid being out when it started to get darker.

Jason stretched his arms above his head and marked his page before putting down the book he’d just been reading. He stood up slowly and made his way over to his front door, checking that he had some Halloween candy at the ready just in case someone knocked on his door before he took off for the night. Jason knew that his building had several families with children under 14, so the likely hood of getting at least one truck or treated was pretty high.

When he was satisfied that he had everything in place he returned to the couch, picked his book back up and waited.

“Trick or treat!” Ellie cheered as the door opened.

The middle aged woman who opened the door let out a small gasp, “oh my,” she said with a smile, “Red Hood, I didn’t know you’d be patrolling our building?” Her tone was teasing as she reached somewhere past the door to grab some candy for Ellie’s pumpkin.

“Of course ma’am!” Ellie happily played along, making her own attempt at a deep ‘man’ voice, “crime could be anywhere!”

“Well I certainly feel safer knowing you’re out there protecting us Red Hood,” the woman laughed, “have a good patrol.” With that she closed the door, and Danny and Ellie Bahn making their way to the next ‘civilian’ as Ellie had started to call their neighbours.

Five groups of kids had come to Jason’s door so far. It was getting later, and he knew he’d need to start getting ready soon. Just as he was weighing the pros and cons of heading out on patrol early another knock sounded from the door to his apartment.

[sweetracha]

No thoughts only building snowmen with felix and then him getting grumpy bc yours looks cuter

Do you Wanna Build a Snowman?

"Lixie come on! You're going to catch a cold" you said as you rounded the corner in your new home.

"It'll all melt away! Hurry" Felix sounded like a little child worried about his double chocolate cookie crunch extreme scoop of ice cream.

Who could blame him though? Felix couldn't remember the last time he had seen snow. You mentioned how badly the streets would thick over with ice and be packed with white as far as the eye could see. To Felix, this could never be a bad thing. How could it be?

You ran through a mental checklist, ensuring you were both ready for the cold about to hit you. Sure, you were used to it by now but somedays the winter bites back. Felix on the other hand was ready to run out blind to his death, the Aussie would never survive without you.

Thick socks? Check.

Warm boots? Check.

Pants with leggings underneath? Double-check

Long sleeves? Check

Coats? Check and a matching check as Felix insisted you two had to have a matching set.

Gloves? Check much to Felix's complaining 

And finally, a hat to keep your head warm? Check!

When you opened the front door, Felix dashed out with excitement. You couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the pure joy on his face. He found the thickest pile of snow in the middle of your yard, where your garden used to be, and fell to his knees. You should have guessed the gloves would have been long forgotten by now as he feels the snow melt on his bare skin. There was no way to sneak up beside him as the unmistaken crunch of packed snow sounded from under your feet. You crouched next to him and took in all his beauty. It was his first life, wasn’t it?

“Lixie baby?” You asked softly, not wanting to disturb his fun. All you got back was a simple hum to acknowledge he was listening. “Do you want to build a snowman?” You thought he was about to die from how quickly he lit up.

“Yes! We could make a cute snow couple!” His mind went running with ideas.

“Pixie, have you ever built a snowman?”

“No but how hard could it be? Animal crossing taught me everything I need to know.”

Oh how wrong he was. Felix quickly realized he had put too much confidence in his ability to build a snow person. It wasn’t meant to be a competition but he decided himself to make it one. Then he looked over at yours, almost finished while he was barely started. 

Yours was perfectly round and white.

His was lumpy and had random mud stains all over.

Yours was perfectly proportional.

His head always ended up being bigger than the middle.

Yours had arms specifically grown by Mother Nature herself.

His looked as if a dog dragged them in.

Even the face on your snowman looked perfect! Brown buttons you stole out of the craft drawer, a little carrot nose from the fridge, little pebbles curved up into the biggest smile. You even broke off tiny flakes of bark to make the freckles on your snowman! 

Wait…freckles…on a snowman? Brown buttons, a big smile, a blue scarf, a matching hat, Felix’s missing gloves, and freckles.

“Y/n!” He didn’t know what to say so he decided to scream your name to get your attention. However, that backfired miserably as you fell straight on your butt onto the cold ground.

“Felix!” You yelled back. He ran as fast as he could to save you.

“I’m sorry…I just..your snowman…he is…” 

“He is you!” Felix swore the smile you shared could have cleared the skies. “Do you like him?”

“I LOVE HIM!!!” He got up close and personal to inspect every little detail. “How?”

“I’ve had some practice” He fell for your giggle every time.

“Mine looks so…sad” Just then the oversized head rolled off and smashed into pieces.

“Maybe I can help you? I bet we could make him a real find!” Felix liked this idea much more than the competition he was participating in.

“Gotta make Snowlix the perfect man!” Felix stated as if it was an indisputable fact.

“So snowbin, got it”

The Sweetest Batch: @goblinracha @kaciidubs @channieandhisgoonsquad @comet-falls @ddyskz @jiminskies @j-onedrabbles @lixiesweetbrownie @marrivmel @caitlyn98s

[minamorsart]

🌌✨The Empyreal Within character designs of Lotor, Allura, and Ven'tar! I might do Honerva and Zarkon next, we'll see! This is part of an upcoming project that I am super excited about and will reveal in time!!! 💜

Explanations of the outfits below! I thought about them a LOT hehe.

18 year old Lotor: these designs I am the most pleased with! Lotor's official design in the show is very different from the rest of the Galra, which I believe is significant to him venturing further away from the precedents established by his father and cementing his own individuality. However, as an adolescent it makes sense that he would still wear Galra attire, hence the bulky armor (to make him look bigger since he is smaller than the average Galra) and red and gold colors which appear to only be worn by the royal family. I like to think that the insignia on his chest is a symbol for royalty, but is also exclusive to Lotor's identity, as no one else wears that particular insignia in the show. And despite wearing clothes specifically chosen to represent the Galra Empire, I can also picture him wanting to incorporate his own personal tastes, so there are accents of purplish-blue (as blue is part of Lotor's color scheme) and the addition of his waist cape, both of which represent his growing desire for change and independence.

Mid-20's Lotor: this is during the many years of his banishment. I imagine him hopping from planet to planet, concealing his identity as much as possible while adopting a more humble lifestyle and pursuing his passion for exploring. It is during this isolated pilgrimage that he does a lot of introspection, self-actualization, and gains self-confidence both as a man and as the Galra prince. But before that happens, the lack of identity really shows in his clothes -- lots of neutral colors (with a hint of desaturated blue), absence of any insignias or designs that would connect him to any culture, whether Galra or Altean. These clothes in particular were inspired by Jedi ponchos and Sasuke from Naruto: The Last, and perhaps are worn while Lotor is on a desert planet for a short time! And just like with his armor as seen in the show, he has started to wear gloves to cover himself up almost completely, indicating his avoidance of vulnerability and getting close to others.

Ven'tar: for her fortunately I didn't have to change much about her character design! She is Lotor's age when they meet and the only other change I made to her was to take away her big cape so that she appears younger. Since her planet and species name is not revealed in the show, I want to come up with one myself. Caelifera is the scientific name for grasshopper, so I'm thinking I could do something with that!

11 year old Lotor: this design is also taken directly from the show, so I didn't have to do much there :P The cloak he wears in the little doodle is inspired by the one adult Lotor wears in S6E4. In this case, however, it is several sizes too big for young Lotor and drags on the ground.

Allura: sadly we don't know much about Allura's life on Altea, however in S1E9 we get to see tiny snippets of different stages throughout her life and her good relationship with her father, so I used those as references! I gave her braids, short puffy sleeves, and a slightly shorter skirt to give her that innocent little princess look, and then used the colors from her dress in the show to create a cuter and more childlike aesthetic!

If you read all of that you're the best 😆🙏 I'm definitely by no means an expert in character design and have lots more to learn, but I had a lot of fun coming up with the original designs! Especially Lotor's, but no surprise there hehe. I studied many different Galra armor and clothing featured in the show worn by Lotor, Zarkon, Honerva, and Galra commanders. More than anything I just really wanted to see Lotor wearing something different for a change 😂 and then everything else took off from there!

[lazybutsmexy]

Emotional support bird

Ghost x fem!Reader (Canary) x Soap

Warnings: none. Pure fluff.

Word count: 850~

PT. 2

On AO3

A/N: take this as a little apology for all the angst I've been posting for this OT3 🫶♥️

“Simon, you’re not gonna believe what we saw at the market today!” (Y/n) greeted him with a wide smile as he held the door open for her and Johnny as they carried their full tote-bags into his house. Simon took a brief moment to admire the rosy apples of her cheeks, and her ever-present sparkling eyes, before she rushed into the kitchen to leave her bag on the counter. Johnny followed after her with a grin, offering Simon a wink as he headed straight to the fridge to leave the cold produce in it. 

“...What did you see?” Simon inquired, his curiosity peaked as he shut the door and locked it, before following after his partners to help put the groceries away. They had decided to spend their mandatory two-week post-mission break at Simon’s house, but he had been severely understocked of food, hence the decision was made that Johnny and (Y/n) would make a trip to the closest farmer’s market and gather a few things they would need for the next few days.

“An emotional support dog!” she cooed as she handed him the jars that had to be stored away in the upper cabinets, “a beautiful chocolate lab, her coat was very shiny and she looked super cuddly too!” Simon took the small jars in twos, carefully setting them in their correct places as he listened to her, the hint of a smile teasing his lips as he listened to her. “She was with a family, but I think her owner was the smaller kid, he was holding the leash.” She glanced at Johnny, who still hadn’t been able to wipe the grin off his face. He had already listened to her ramble about the dog, and found it impossible to resist her contagious enthusiasm. 

“Those dogs work for different kinds of people,” Simon commented, “wonder why the kid would need one.” 

“I don’t know, didn’t ask,” (Y/n) shrugged, handing him the last jar - a gallon jar of pickled peppers, her latest obsession, “I didn’t want to approach them and make them think that I was questioning them for having one.” 

“...Do we really need a jar this big?” Simon arched an eyebrow as he picked the jar, nevertheless putting it in place with the others and silently thanking his past self for purchasing such sturdy kitchen cabinets.

“Yes, we do,” (Y/n) nodded in all seriousness, before her beaming smile returned as quickly as it had disappeared, “Oh! She even had her cute little vest on!” she cooed, a pout tugging at the center of her lips as she ended with a whine, “She was so~ cute!”

“Aw, Tweety-bird, don’t be jealous,” Johnny reached over and planted a wet smooch on her cheek, instantly tinting her entire face in a flush, “I think you look even cuter when you wear your vest~.”

“���m not a dog, though,” she whined, and John and Simon shared a knowing look.

“So, you agree you look cute in your vest,” Simon smirked, his finger poking her nose and causing her to erupt in a giggle, gently swatting his hand away from her face.

“Oh, shut it, you know what I mean!”

Yeah, they knew. 

~~~~~~

Two weeks later, as the team prepared to go on yet another mission to the other side of the world, Canary ran her checklist again, making sure everything was packed and ready to go. She was interrupted by two sharp knocks on the door, and she was pleasantly surprised when Ghost appeared at her doorway when she answered her door. 

“Oh, hi! What’s-”

“I have a job for you,” he cut her off, and her brow tightened slightly at his serious tone, “follow me.” He left no room for questions as he swiftly turned around and began marching down the hallway in the direction he had come from. Canary was hot on his heels, wondering what this important job could be, being so close to the start of their new mission. 

They headed straight to the infirmary, and her confusion only grew when she found Soap sitting on a chair, his left sleeve pulled up all the way above his shoulder, and the nurse waiting patiently next to him with a ready syringe. 

“Ah, there she is!” Soap declared brightly, lifting his right arm and holding his hand out to her, “come here, I need you.” 

Canary blinked but didn’t hesitate to hold his hand, still confused about the ordeal, “Um, what do you need me for?”

Soap couldn’t stop his grin from widening even more as he squeezed her hand, “Emotional support, duh,” he glanced at the nurse and tilted his head back to Canary, “this is my emotional support bird.” 

Canary’s face burned as the nurse shook her head in amusement, getting on with giving Soap his booster shot. His eyes were trained on her in a soft gaze, and she debated whether she wanted to kiss him or smack him in the back of his head, leaning towards the latter as she noticed Ghost clearing his throat to disguise a chuckle behind her. 

She still held his hand, though.

[bagerfluff]

Your Jacket

BotW Link x Non-Binary Reader

Prompt - Stolen Clothes

You let out a frustrated yell as you looked around the tent that you and Link had slept in. Before you went asleep, you put your jacket down because it was too hot to sleep with in on. But you and Link were traveling up a mountain today, and it was going to get cold.

So you wanted your jacket. But you couldn’t find it. You needed to take the tent down. But you didn’t want to if you didn’t have your jacket. Maybe you should just take it down.

You might find it.

Maybe you should ask Link if he’s seen it. You went with the second option. So you exited the tent and looked for Link. It wasn’t a long look. He was right outside the tent, a few feet away, in front of a fire. He was making breakfast. He said he was adding some peppers to it so when you guys went up the mountain you wouldn’t be as cold. You didn’t really know how that worked but you didn’t mind.

As long as it worked.

When you got closer to Link you noticed something. He was wearing a jacket. It was big on him. The reason was because it was your jacket.

Link had taken your jacket!

Your favorite jacket!

Again!

This was at least the forth time you had caught him in your favorite jacket. Why did he need it? He had his own jacket. So why did he take yours? You never knew. He seemed to take it whenever. If it was cold or hot. If he had a jacket or not. He always took yours. You walked over to Link and sat down next to him. Deciding to ignore the jacket for now.

Maybe he couldn’t find his and borrowed yours so he could cook. Though you and Link were only at the base of the mountain it was still pretty cold down here. You looked over at Link as he cooked the food.

He looked.

Cute.

With your jacket on. It was too big on him, like you noticed. But from a side few you could really tell that it was big on him. He had rolled up the sleeves so they didn’t get in the food and the bottom of the jacket covered his legs. Link’s face was a little red from the cold and his hair looked stiff. But that made him look even cuter.

You blushed when you realized what you were thinking about this. You looked away from Link and decided to confront him about your jacket.

“Did you steal my favorite jacket again?”

“Yeah. Not giving it back to you, it’s my favorite jacket now” Link let out a little laugh at the end of his statement.

You let out an annoyed grunt but didn’t say anything. You looked back at Link and he had a smile on his face. You couldn’t take that smile away. So you let him keep your jacket. Even when you were freezing on the walk up the mountain. Because Link was cute.

And he looked really cute in your jacket.

[averysmolbear]

Picture Perfect

CW: This is just fluff. It has an established relationship in it though but the reader is gender neutral. It's a modern AU setting. Oh, and it hasn't been proofread!

A/N: This doesn't really have a plot. It's just a cute day date kind of a piece with Reiner taking his s/o to a botanical garden. Is it slightly self ship coded? Maybe. Just a kind of slice of life, fluffy, cute moment. If you like it, please reblog and/or comment but likes are always appreciated too.

Reiner watched as you walked a few steps ahead of him. You looked so excited to be at the botanical gardens today. The sun was shining and it was just warm enough that neither of you needed a jacket. Still you had “borrowed” one of Reiner’s hoodies because you knew that you got cold – and mostly because it smelled like him and even with your boyfriend right there, it was a comforting thing to have his hoodie on. It was several sizes too big so you had the sleeves rolled up but it was so long that it almost reached your knees. Reiner couldn’t decide if your excitement right now was cuter than seeing you in some of his clothes though. But it was probably a combination of the two things, plus your smile was infectious. He couldn’t help grinning back when you looked over your shoulder at him with a wide smile of your own.

“You gonna slow down there?” Reiner asked, laughter in his voice as you looked back again. He wasn’t more than a couple of steps behind you but you turned around, starting to walk backwards. A few steps later and you started to stumble over your own two feet. Reiner, of course, was there to grab you by the waist to stop you from falling over. “See? You should’ve slowed down.”

You wrinkled your nose at your tall boyfriend, shaking your head as you looked up at him. You tried not to laugh as Reiner pulled you closer but somehow your smile seemed to grow even wider. “No, I’m just a klutz,” you countered as you got up on your tiptoes to try to steal a kiss.

He lifted you off of your feet just slightly to make it easier for you to reach, even as he bent down, pressing his lips softly to yours. It was an unnecessary gesture but Reiner loved the way you would make a soft squeaking sound whenever he picked you up. “Then you should stay close,” he said as he set you back on your feet after the brief kiss. “I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

You rolled your eyes but you couldn’t stop smiling today if you tried. When Reiner had suggested that the two of you take a trip to the botanical gardens today, you had been so excited, probably more so than your boyfriend had expected, and you hadn’t stopped smiling since the two of you had arrived. It was still fairly early spring but all of the flowers were blooming and the trees were full of green leaves. It was perfect and you had been excited to get there to take pictures and to walk around together.

Just ahead you spotted an apple blossom tree that was nearly in full bloom. The fragrant white flowers drew your attention as you slipped your hand into Reiner’s. You started to pull him toward the tree, almost tripping over your own feet again. His hand was immediately at your waist to steady you as you looked up at him with a light blush starting to paint your cheeks.

“We don’t need to rush,” he reminded you and you nodded in return. He let go of your hand and slipped an arm around your shoulders, tucking you in at his side. Reiner kept his pace slow for two reasons. First he didn’t want you to fall over in your haste to reach whatever it was that had caught your eye. And second, he cherished the idea of taking his time with you right now.

You started to slow the pace even more as you reached the tree. You spotted a bench near it that would put the tree in the perfect spot for a picture so you gave Reiner a gentle bump with your hip and nodded your head toward the bench.

“Can we sit for a couple of minutes?” you asked, looking up at him with big doe eyes since you knew he had a harder time saying no to you when you did that.

Reiner nodded and shifted your course just slightly, sitting down and pulling you down with him. “Getting tired already?” he said, his head tilted slightly as he looked down at you. He still had you firmly tucked in at his side and he had felt you snuggle a little closer once the two of you were sitting down. “Are you getting cold?”

You shook your head before resting it on Reiner. You glanced around a bit before you pulled out your phone. After snapping a few pictures of the gardens that were all around the two of you, you handed your phone to Reiner with a soft smile.

“Take a picture with me!”

The excited tone of your voice made Reiner laugh but he nodded as he took the phone and held it out at arm’s length. He was shaking his head in amusement as you reached out as best as you could to adjust where he was holding the phone. Still he let you move his arm around until you had decided that it was right where you wanted it, quickly snapping several pictures of the two of you cuddling on the bench.

Then Reiner turned his head and kissed your cheek, getting a picture of it. He started to hand the phone back until he heard you loudly protesting. He laughed as he quickly moved his arm and the phone back into position, waiting as you returned the favor. For good measure, however, Reiner made sure to kiss you before you could turn your head away and while he wasn’t sure how well the pictures he had taken of that were, he still tried his best to snap several before lowering his arm to try to pull you closer.

When you pulled away slightly after Reiner moved you so you were sitting on his lap, he frowned slightly. You rested your forehead against his and very softly giggled at the pout that you could just make out at the moment.

“What if someone sees us?” you whispered against his lips, feeling his arms tighten around you.

Reiner had slipped your phone into the pocket that was at the front of his hoodie and now held you close, shaking his head. “Don’t care,” he quickly said before he leaned in, not giving you any chance to move away. He pressed his lips firmly against yours, holding you tight against his chest. If someone saw the two of you, Reiner really didn’t care. Not while he had your soft, sweet lips pressed against his like this.

The moment was too perfect for him to want to rush it, relishing the taste of you on his tongue as he slowly eased it into your mouth. The kiss was soft and slow; his hands had slipped just under the hoodie you wore but not under the t-shirt you had on. Reiner was deliberately taking his time with it before slowly pulling away with a soft sigh, his fingers lightly brushing along a bit of your back before both of his hands came to rest on your ass.

You slowly opened your eyes, blushing. “We should keep going,” you softly said, although you sounded a little dazed. “There’s still a lot left to see.”

Reiner laughed as he let go of you, letting you slip from his lap and his grasp so he could stand up. The moment he was on his feet, however, his arm was back around you once again. He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to the top of your head.

“Let me know if you get tired of walking and I’ll give you a piggy-back ride the rest of the way, okay?” he said, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. He could see the way you grinned at the suggestion.

“Okay,” was all you said as the two of you continued strolling down the winding path together.

[avalil18]

Party Animal

Summary: you and Joe meet at a party!

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Y/ns POV

I was getting ready in my bathroom when my friend Ruby walked in. She was wearing a ruby red mini dress with boots and her ginger hair was straightened. Straightening your hair is a big thing these days in 2017. I think she straightens it like every day but it’s ok. I on the other hand am wearing a black mini dress that was short sleeve and a jean jacket with my white converse. My hair was also straightened but I put my front two pieces up and into little clips. I was just putting on some last minute touches to my makeup.

“Hey! Who’s ready to party!”-Ruby

I looked at her through the mirror

“Well I know you are!”-you

“Oh come on y/n it’s going to be so much fun! And there will be so many hot boys! I’m definitely getting laid tonight!”-Ruby

I turned around and chuckled

“Ruby I thought you had a thing going on with Nick?”-you

“Well yeah I was, but him and his friends are apart of our friend group and that will make it weird between us. Also I can find someone way cuter than Nick.”-Ruby

“If you say so!”-you

I turned back around to finish my makeup

“So, I know you have a thing for Joe, so maybe try to make a move tonight!”-Ruby

“Are you kidding? No way, I’m not doing that!”-you

“Oh come on y/n, you’ve had a crush on him ever since we all met last year. It’s the start of the new school year so that means you should start somewhere with someone! Start a new chapter in your boring life!”-Ruby

I put my blush down and faced Ruby

“I know, I know, but he probably doesn’t have feelings for me and I don’t have a boring life Btw.”-You

“Y/n are you kidding? Have you seen the way he looks at you? He likes you y/n!”-Ruby

“Ruby, you can’t tell if someone likes you just because of the way they look at you.”-you

“Yes you can! But whatever, just try to have fun tonight!”-Ruby

“I will, I promise!”-you

“Good! Now let’s party!”-Ruby

She took my hand and led me out of my room and to the front door. We are going to Nick and Joes house which they share with a few other guys and they are the ones hosting the party. The drive wasn’t too bad, only 10 minutes. There house is where all the parties are and all group hangouts. I honestly wasn’t really in the mood to party. I just took a really big Writing test and not in the mood to party it all out. I just wanted to sit on the couch eating ice cream and watching The Bachelor.

After the ten minute car ride we hopped out of the car and into the boys house. Once we walked in it was filled with students. Most of them were in the backyard and some inside.

“Hey guys!”-Sam

“Hi Sam!”- you and Ruby

“Come on in! Let me get you guys a drink.”- Sam

We headed over to there kitchen were there was an arrangement of alcohol.

“Here ya go!”-Sam

“Thanks.”-you

He handed me a beer which I wasn’t a big fan of but I will drink it. More of a wine or spicy margarita person. Ruby went her own way so I was left alone. I made some small talk with people on my classes but they went there separate ways after a while so it was just me.

“Hey y/n!”-Nick

“Oh, hi Nick!”-you

He came in to hug me

“Hey, do you mind going into joes room and getting some extra cups? That’s where we put them.”-Nick

“Oh, sure!”-you

“Thanks y/n! Just put it in them kitchen.”-Nick

“Ok!”-you

I started walking into the hallway and to Joes room. I knocked on the hard wood door and opened it. I don’t see Joe was on his bed playing with a Football.

“Oh jeez, you scared me!”- you

“Haha, sorry y/n.”-joe

“It’s ok!”-you

I stood there for a second fidgeting with my cup of beer in my hand.

“What are you doing in your room when there’s a party going on?”-you chuckled

“Not a big party person.”-joe

“Understandable.”-you

“I just came to get the cups and I will be out of your way.”-you

I reached down to get the big package of red solo cups.

“It’s ok! Dont worry.”-joe

We smiled at each other but then all of a sudden the door opened.

“Hey sorry, but I can take those of you want!”- Justin

“Oh uh, yeah thanks!”-you

“You’re welcome!”- Justin

I handed him the bag

“Bye guys”- Justin

“Bye!”-you and Joe

He closed the door

“Well I guess my job is done!”-you

“I guess so!”-joe chuckled

“So uh, are you just going to be in your room the whole time joe?”-you

“Yeah, I don’t really feel like going out there right now.”-joe

I nodded

“I honestly didn’t really want to come. I just wanted to stay on my couch eating ice cream and watching the Bachelor.”-you laughed

Joe laughed

“Not a party person either?”-joe

I shook my head

“I feel ya!”-joe

We both laughed

“I’ve never been in your room before!”-you

“Really? You come over all the time!”-joe

“Haha yeah.”-you

I walked over to his desk and saw that he got a bad grade on his writing exam.

“Joe! Why did you get such a bad grade? Seriously a D?”-you

“I know, I know, but I couldn’t study because I was having football practice really late and I was at an away game so I never got time to study.”-joe

“Well how about I help you!”-you

“Really? You want to tutor me?”-joe

“Only if you want me to, and if your grade keeps lowering you will get cut from the football team and i know you don’t want that.”-you

“Yeah I really don’t. But I think I will take you up on that offer!”-joe

“Great! You can text me when you are free and we can meet up sometime next week!”-you

“Sounds great! Thanks y/n, truly.”-joe

“Of course!”-you

I just stood there staring into joes eyes

“Um, well I’m going to head back out there.”-you

“Yeah, uh you know what I will go to!”-joe

“Really! I thought you weren’t a party kinda guy!”-you

“Well things change y/n!”-joe

“Well then let’s go party boy!”-you

I opened the door and Joe followed me out

“Let’s get you a drink! Not to much I promise!”-you

“Ok!”-joe

You get him a beer and hand it to him

“Here ya go!”-you

“Thanks”-joe

He pops the bottle open and he looks so hot

“So, uh how’s football going?”-you

He looks at me with a small smile

“It’s going good! I just wish I got more play time.”-joe

“I’ve seen you play Joe and you honestly deserve to be QB1.”-you

He gives me a smirk

“Seriously Joe! You are an amazing QB and deserve to be on a team were you can show people what you got.”-you

“Thanks y/n, that means a lot to me.”-joe

“Of course! Because it’s true.”-you

After a few moments of silence and joe and I just standing there watching the party happen our friends came over.

“Hey guys!”- Nick, Sam, Justin, and Ruby

“Hi!”-joe and you

“So any hooks ups?”-ruby

“No..”-you

“Ugh, what about you Joe? Anyone you think is hot?”-ruby

“Um..yeah but I don’t want to make a move just yet.”-joe

Joe likes someone? Who? I’ve never really seen him talk to a lot of girls.

“Why don’t you make a move? Perfect place to do so!”-ruby

“Well, I don’t think she likes me back and I want to take things slow. Get to know when better.”-joe

“Aww that’s so sweet but I would make a move if I were you, but your choice!”-Ruby

“Yo, why haven’t we heard about this girl?”-nick

“Um.. I don’t know.”-joe

“Well is she hot?”-justin

“Yeah I think she’s pretty gorgeous.”-joe

He then looked down at me. Why did he look down at me? But I gave him a small smile trying to hide my jealousy. I don’t want to be that person but I like Joe and it’s hard to see your crush like someone else.

“Damm man, good for you!”- Nick

“Thanks.”-joe chuckled

——————

It was around midnight when the party ended and Ruby and I decided to help clean up. Well I cleaned up. Ruby was passed out on the couch on nicks shoulder.

I was picking up the cups in the kitchen and putting it in a garbage bag when Joe came up behind me.

“Hey.”-joe

I turned around

“Hi!”-you

“I just want to say thanks for helping us clean up and for getting me out of my room. It was a fun night so thanks.”-Joe

“Of course! And you needed to get out of that room. You know have some fun for a minute, and I know you aren’t a big party animal or love to be social so it was nice you came out of your shell QB.”-you

I smiled at him and he gave an even bigger smile back.

“Haha yeah.”-joe

I turned around to pick up some more cups. The counter was a little wet from spilled drinks and liquor was everywhere.

“What to come take out the trash with me?”-joe

“I would be delighted.”-you laughed

We walked out and into the front yard to the garage cans.

“Here I got it!”-joe

He grabbed the garbage out of my hands and into the garbage can.

“Thanks.”-you

“Yep!”-joe

We stared walking back into the house

“So uh, tell me about this girl you like.”-you

“Well, she is really smart, kind, funny, and really pretty. She makes me feel comfortable and happy whenever I see her. I feel like she just has to be mine.”-joe

“Aww that’s so sweet! You should make a move on her Joe!”-you

“Really?”-joe

“Yeah! I’m sure it will make her really happy knowing our very own QB is making a move.”-you

“Yeah, I guess you are right.”-Joe

Next thing I know Joe has my face cupped in his hands and he is kissing me. I couldn’t believe it. I thought he liked someone else.

“You said to make a move party girl, so I did.”-joe

“I can see that!”-you

We laughed

“I like you too Joey.”-you

—————

The end

I honestly didn’t really feel like writing more so here ya go!🩷

[ngmn2002]

This thing has always fascinated me... especially the part "Likes the blood of cute girls, but it would be a pity if they dried up completely. So just a tiny bit is enough."

This gives me the impression that… let's say… for your blood to be wanted by vampire Hanako, you should be… A) A girl. B) A "cute" girl (to him). And since Hanako is a… nice vampire... should I call it? He will feel bad if he ended up harming his targets or killing them… so, just a tiny bit of their blood is enough to satisfy him… or so he says.

Now… to the part I want to get into… There are 2 persons Hanako… let's say tried doing that to them, as far as I know.

Let's start with…

Nene.

-I wonder what happened with her after that... did she become a vampire Like Hanako or something...?-

She is….

A) A girl. ✓ B) A "cute" girl. ✓ And l will add this "special feature" too… C) She is Nene. ✓✓✓

Everything is going great until this point.

The second person is…

"But in the past, he misjudged the amount of blood he drank. And accidentally killed someone."

Someone… as in…

Tsukasa.

What an adorable little ghost. -where is your other hand by the way...? If you're covering it with your sleeve, then it's good.-

Now, the description from before started falling apart a bit...

Is Tsukasa...

A) A girl. X  B) A "cute" girl. The "cute" part is ✓, the girl part is X. Now, I will also add this here as well: C) He is Tsukasa. ✓✓✓

He is a special case, a special exception.

Now, let's say what makes vampire Hanako want your blood a lot depends on your cuteness. The cuter you are to him, the more Hanako will feel the need for your blood.

Nene is of course so cute to him.

Tsukasa…

Let me get back to the that little sentence for a moment… here it is…

"But in the past, he misjudged the amount of blood he drank. And accidentally killed someone. (Tsukasa)"

Vampire Hanako "misjudged the amount of blood he drank". It seems the amount of Tsukasa's cuteness in his eyes is way too high, although he sees it as "it would be a pity if they dried up completely. So just a tiny bit is enough". It seems with Tsukasa… he couldn't control himself, Tsukasa is super cute to him, his blood is so sweet to him it seems, that he couldn't help it, kept going because he couldn't have enough, a "tiny bit" is not enough, and…  couldn't stop, until Tsukasa… ended up dying. And Hanako accidentally killed Tsukasa.

I think that is how it went?

Well… maybe…

I wonder if that was the only time Hanako tried doing it to Tsukasa… or if there were other times before… and he managed to hold back, but in this one time he lost control and couldn't stop.

Anyway, if it happened for multiple times or only one time, it seems Tsukasa is not bothered by that at all. Ghost him is all happy and I believe when he was alive, he was still feeling the same way, he is happy to try helping Hanako get the blood he needs, and maybe… dying in Hanako's arms is not bad at all to him. Dying for "his good big brother" Hanako is worth it to him.

Let's pretend Tsukasa from this AU said that. They had the same sort of experience after all.

And here… such a sweet big brother, doing all that for your beloved, "cute" little brother. How caring and sweet.

Also, the fact that Tsukasa's grave isn't with the other graves in the graveyard, and is "alone" and there in the forest some distance away from the other graves, shows how special Tsukasa is to Hanako, right? A way to give Tsukasa's grave more sanctity. His grave is treated with all the care and attention by Hanako. And also, maybe Hanako wanted for it to be private, and wanted to have more privacy in general with his "cute, dear little brother".

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Now, I will add this short part...

What was said about Tsukasa...

Hmm... "cannot sleep without his favourite pillow", this is so cute, but why? I always like to go and say it's a present from Hanako, and therefore Tsukasa feels comfortable when it's with him. It's even still with him as a ghost, it must be so dear to him.

"Even among the employees, it seems there are those who can see him, and those who can't." ........... "why is that so?" That's what I want to know.

At least we know Nene can see him, since they interacted with each other, but... what about Hanako? Maybe he does too? But still likes to decorate and take care of his "cute" and dear little brother's grave. A way to show his love and care even more.

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Anyway, I had these thoughts in mind for so long. It's time to let them out. Hopefully, I will do the same with the rest remaining thoughts someday.

Thanks to whoever read my random little thoughts until here, I hope you enjoyed them.

[discotenny]

IDEK WHERE THE IMAGES R FROM IM SEEING EVERYWHERE BUT CANT FIND VIDEO BUT HEY LOOK DID U SEE THIS (from someone random blog post bc idek where to find the original)

https://www.tumblr.com/lochness-art/733533305005293568/no-one-asked-but-here-r-my-opinions-on-the-new

NEW SPRITFESSS TIME SKIP REAL TIME SMIP REALFL

NEW SPRITES NEW SPRITES AWAHHWAHFHEAJIORERER

I posted my thoughts on the outfits when that big compilation image came out but now that we have visible LEGS for the all the charas now I feel obligated to update my thoughts fdsafadsfs. Put under a cut cause I have a feeling its gonna be long fdsfdsafs

Original thought post

Original post listed in the ask

ALSo, the images are from the new hypmic flava trailer posted on their yt channel here :3

Ichiro: We saw him in full before, but I just want to reiterate how they intentionally got rid of all the connections Ichi had to the bros within his clothing. From Jiro's blue on his sleeves, the zip up shirt they all shared, and having the iconic BB lettering not there anymore- it seems like they're trying to distance Ichi's character from being so bro centric. Maybe to show growth how he's going to be more independent? It's a bit odd because being dependent isn't Ichi's flaw, that's Jiro and Saburo's... Maybe it's to show how THEYRE distancing from HIM 🤔

Jiro: This hair change is such a W for Jiro fans!! It was unclear if he actually changed it in art prior but this is a W SUCH A W!!! I miss the white stripes on his shoulders for contrast reasons but he looks just like a more mature version of his old design. It looks like he's wearing the checkered shirt instead of wrapping it around his waist which is cuter and makes much more sense fdsafdsfds.

Saburo: He looks all grown up LOL The time skip is only supposed to be a few months from what I recall, so at most he's now 15 but imo I think they're keeping them to og ages tbh. The mustard is such a good look for him! The more pastel yellow and school uniform esc coat of his old design did a lot to keep him looking / feeling young so this new design feels like he's growing up to be more comfortable to be who he is ;_;

Samatoki: He looks just as hot and he's somehow showing even MORE skin despite having a jacket lmao. Those popping buttons I see you Toki fdsafdsaf. Again he looks less like a gangster / yakuza but I wonder if they're trying to lean into that look. He pretty. Real pretty...

Jyuto: Thoughts have pretty much stayed the same, it reads like an Extra Wardrobe outfit rather than something he'd wear on the daily. In the new arc did he stop wearing his uniform since the government shut down? Did he just say fuck the dress code? I do like the outfit, it makes him look a lil more sleazy LOL

Rio: Rio looks good he looks good!! I don't have much thoughts on him since I never really do but I still find it hilarious he has the same pants as his old outfit.

Ramuda: He looks excellent as always but I do agree with the original poster that I miss his blue :C I think the yellow makes him look really young and it kinda doesn't jive with me ??? I love the hat though he looks very very cute. Ramuda also has the best shoes in the cast and I appreciate they didn't change it.

Gentaro: Gentaro is so funny I think they legitimately just made his back cape longer?? He also got rid of the high collar undershirt, which probably symbolizes that he's hiding less of himself to his friends. I love Gen but I need to see him not in motion to see how well this outfit fits him. ATM I think the longer cape messes up his silhouette by making him seem like a rectangle.

Dice: I miss the trench coat!! I miss the trench coat!!! I don't care if it would be smelly I miss the trench coat !!! I think getting rid of the black parts on his collar and outside his sleeves kind of make him look too... normal??? Like idk, where's the spice!! Give him fingerless gloves or sm shit he needs SOMETHING to make him look less like just a guy :C He's cute but I think his old fit is >>>

Jakurai: He looks SOOOOO GOOOD. We've seen this in full before but he looks CUUUTEEE. Like I'm no Jakurai stan but hooo boy that coat does smthn to me. He looks looser, like he's gonna have some fun, maybe go to the mall or smthn he looks good !!!!! Anons brought up Jakurai removing his doctor coat as a symbolism for his savior complex going away and I think it's really cool !!! One of the best new fits imo.

Hifumi: I like his og outfit much better I'm sorry 😭😭😭 I think with Materno's main color being light grey, Jakurai being in white, Doppo being a light grey now, Hifu being that off white just makes him blend together with the other members. Maybe it's the fact that he's set against a white background but he just gets lost among the other two. Having the darker colors concentrated around his head / upper body helps though.

Doppo: I love him my baby I love him I lve nye my baby my vobeoteoy frmajwfmweoijfghuefuwafjewanjmisafkowafewoawfeaiow. I say from my last post: "He’s getting loose he’s getting silly he’s CRAZY DOPPO IN THE HOUSE !!!"

Sasara: I like the outfit on it's own but I kind of... hate how it's matching with Rosho. SasaRo enjoyers rejoice but I don't like how it doesn't allow Sasara (and Rosho in turn) be his own character. It was mainly an issue I had with Rosho but this new fit puts in on Sasara too, that it kind of forces you to look at him in the lense of his relationship with Rosho rather than who he is as a chara on it's own. Also they made him less colorful :CC The bowtie is super cute though I like it.

Rosho: Rosho does look cute but again I wish it wasn't so obviously a callback to his relationship with Sasara!! I do like the hair, it's very cute fdsafdsa. He looks a lot more comfortable and a lot more confident but I'm unsure if its due to character development or just for cool points. Rosho looks like he smells good

Rei: He's too grey 💀 TOO GREY !!! I think getting rid of the hat and glasses was such a downgrade it does not look very good. It's a lot of my issues with Hifu's outfit without actually having a good clothing design to make up for it. I think it's nice how it could possibly be a call back to Kazuma Kiryu but that doesn't really make up for it :/

Kuko: I was wrong his hair did not get shorter 💀💀💀 But he is INCREDIBLE !! IT'S VERY GOOD!!! I have nothing to complain / nitpick about I think it's very good. (one nitpick I guess FDSAFDS. His bright hair now seems a bit out of place against the darkness of his clothing. Maybe making the purple accent stripes blue or red would have made it better? Unsure though.

Jyushi: He looks very good but I wish they gave him more interesting pants they're very underwhelming compared to his incredible top!! Like imagine sm crazy shit like lace racing stripes, some peekaboo patterns in triangles at the bottom of his flares, it would be very cute !!!

Hitoya: Very cute, very good, a stark improvement from his original look I have nothing else to say fdskafdasfdsa. Again, a 35 year old baby.

I think for some of the characters the outfits really really really really work (Doppo, Hitoya, Jakurai) but for a lot of them I think their original looks were much more iconic and much more fitting to themselves (Dice, Sasara, Rei). I hope we still get content put out with their original outfits because I'd legitimately be sad to never see Dice in his trench coat again :C

[starrysharks]

how do you go about creating characters and designs and a story for them?? im an aspiring character designer / storyteller and i looove your designs so im curious!!

when it comes to stories, i always try to imagine something that turns common tropes/things on their head ! like for ultimate excalibur, as its focused heavily on naval stuff, sailing and pirates, instead of regular ships on the sea, its all in space ! and for reassassination, the main character is a teenager, but her dramas are all mostly focused on assassinating people while juggling exams and rumors, so i guess it's kinda like a juxtaposition? for my stories i always get a lot of inspiration from other media (ult. ex is inspired greatly by the premise of one piece and other media and reassassination is very loosely inspired by panty and stocking), so it's good to broaden ur horizons when looking for new things to watch/play/read - you could find a new story idea from that!

for designs, i focus on three things: character personality, profession, and cool/cuteness factor. for example, musa marine - she has a bright and energetic personality, so her colors are bright and sunny (yellows and blues), she's a pirate, so her clothes are rugged, and she's more cool than cute to me, so 'cool' pieces of clothing are added like her big hat. other 'cool' character traits include V-CON's shades and clyde's scarf, but cuter characters like mina have other design traits like a starfish hairpin (who is also mina's manager!) i like to call these specific design traits 'the key point' - to me, theyre what make the designs unique! i use a mental 'cute - mix - cool' scale for that, but you don't need to if you don't want to! its just a weird thing i like to do ^_- but stuff like that is just the beginning!! when designing characters you have to take into account how they'll look next to everyone else in the cast - even if they have a similar color pallete to another character, they have to look unique while still being obvious as someone from your story's universe ! like, if i gave savory animal ears and plunked him into ult. ex, he'd look out of place because his sharp design and darker color scheme clashes with everyone else. speaking of sharpness, shapes are really important too! for my own designs, i like to take one or two shapes and apply those to as many aspects of the design as i can - like in my deep cut designs, i tried to focus on sharp, triangular shapes! shape language can help accentuate personality especially if you have a more cartoony/anime artstyle ! :D there are lots of people who are better than me at explaining character design/story stuff so i'd suggest you look at other guides or watch videos on how to write + design! also, this is just a me thing, but if i see a design or a story that i really like that inspires me to draw/write something, for the first few weeks/months of the development, i like to wear that inspiration on its sleeve if that makes sense? like it'll look *very* heavily inspired as it starts out - this is because i know that as the story develops, the characters/story will be redesigned to look unique ! like, when i first started writing starsaints carnival in 2021-ish, all the characters looked like rip-offs of characters from worlds end club lol ,, but as i redesigned the characters (3 times!!), they now all have (imo) unique designs while still looking inspired by wec!!

that's pretty much it about character design and story, sorry this is so long ;w; ,,, i just like talking about characters and stories,,, hope this helps !!

[fourseasonsfigs]

Poolside Beauty

Why is this fig being shown from behind in his glamor shot? Because of the beautiful inspiration for this fig - Zhehan's Chic Magazine pool shoot.

And here it is! This pic is so epically beautiful it figures in all kinds of Junzhe art. Let's have some more shots from this magazine:

To be fair, this shoot is all epically beautiful pictures. Shots like this always reminds me when he said (I'm paraphrasing by memory here, always dangerous) that his figure is thin in clothes and fleshy out of them, and he's exactly right.

Yes, those ARE socks he's wearing in the water. You can tell in this fan cam video of this photo shoot:

The first time I saw this video, I was like, no, that's the reflection of the water on his feet, no way is he wearing socks in the pool. But nope! 100% these are socks.

Another resin fig safely delivered to me in his polystyrene protective shell! I do always get nervous when they're wedged this tightly in there, but he was just nice and secure.

He did go right on a fig stand - those little socked feet were a bit unsteady back out of the pool. I really like that the fig maker included the bend in his hat - these makers miss no details.

This is one adorable fig with his sweetly lost little expression! The fig maker even has his shirt tucked into his shorts in the front, just like the pics.

The fig maker also gave him some proportions - his legs are a bit stronger looking than many figs-in-shorts, and his backside is Zhehan-appropriate!

I like how they did the patchy bucket hat too - very cute.

Ah yes, the famous pic pose! It's so cute. The fig maker did a nice job of picking out the relevant prints on the shirt without overwhelming it. I can definitely see the big cactus on the back and a smattering of desert plants.

Not the finest angle on this fig, sorry Zhehan, you cutie.

There we go! The rolled up sleeves and the rest of the outfit is looking good.

The fig maker did a stellar job on his hair - it really frames his face the same way it does in the photos.

My husband just said, did you just mutter 'cuuuuute' while looking at your own pictures of your own figs on your own post? I did! Look at him! No jury would convict me!

I took this pic from a bit of a higher up angle so we can see, well, a cuter angle than just straight on.

I know this is a pic of his hat, but his sock feet look extra adorable from up here.

This hat is so cute it deserves a top down angle from the back too.

I would think it would be hard to make figs look like they're wearing shorts (instead of short pants) because there's not much real estate for the legs, especially when you have to add in socks. But this fig maker did a really nice job.

His hands are really beautifully modeled too.

Hmm, there was a box card, but now I can't seem to find it. I'll have to locate it and upload a pic when I unearth it. This fig maker never does box art - the boxes always arrive in a plain white box, but there is always a nice card. I'll track it down!

Material: Resin (and some wet socks)

Fig Count: 263

Scene Count: 19

Rating: I can't help it, whenever I see either of these two in shorts all I can think of is the Bazaar interview. May I just say that those are some mid-thigh shorts there, Zhehan!

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