#i guess more observation than hc but still

[deathfavor]

It’s really interesting to me to see the similarities in these panels because they basically capture Hanma’s story like the cover of a book. One is the beginning and the other the end of Hanma’s active ‘engagement’ and excitement with the world. From rain mimicking tears to genuine tears, and the parallel of both panels being when Hanma is fresh from the fight. It probably isn’t an intentional thing, but genius if it is, but it’s a subtle noteworthy thing to me. Also the anime did Hanma in the rain justice the manga didn’t bUT ANYWAYS-

The panel on the left comes from the beginning right after the Mobeius fight. It’s the first time that Hanma expresses the excitement that we all tend to associate with him. Prior to the actual fight, Hanma approaches the situation with bored indifference, assuming it will be like countless other situations he’s been in. Crush a group and that’s that. But at this point of the panel he’s realized that there is excitement and potential in this situation and in Toman. It’s the beginning of the Hanma we know and love or love to hate. The Hanma that is actively engaged in the world and matters. And also the first ‘proof’ that Kisaki will live up to the hope Hanma had of him being something extraordinary and exciting.

And on the right, of course, is when he sees Kisaki dead and talking about how it’s an exciting way to go. ( Which also says something about Hanma ) But this time he is genuinely crying over the loss of Kisaki and the loss of that source of ‘excitement’ in his life. It’s the conclusion to this Hanma and his story. When we see him again with Kanto, it’s a much more toned down Hanma again, more like we saw him before the Mobeius and Toman fight. A Hanma that is bored with the world, until he gets to fight with the members of Toman again and that familiar excitement.

As small as it is, it’s an interesting parallel that exists between these two frames that happen at important moments in Hanma’s story within Tokyo Revengers

[yan-randomfandom]

i love your writings sm!! It's literally so good i keep coming back to see if you've updated udgshsj 😔😔 💖💖

This might be kinda a weird idea but I want to share this idea of yandere robot ford &/or stanley-

Here's a small drabble

So so reader's like a researcher/mechanic or smth similar to that, and one day they found this strange robot their backbyard and they see that the robot's conditions are not too damaged and it look like its intended to look like a human, reader became intrigued so they took it back inside and decided to repair it. They saw that the robot's label spelling out "ST4NF0R5/ST4NL33". it took days for them to try reactive the robot.. one night reader slept on their desk, and suddenly light appears on the robot's eyes and as he scanned the environment, his eyes landed on your sleeping figure.

i'd love to see your interpretation of this if it isn't too weird !!! Can be HC's or small scenario, preferably romantic but it's up to you!! 🥹🥹

Tysm for your time i hope you have a great day!! 💗

p.s can i be 🪴 anon?

Yandere!Robot!Pines x GN!Reader

a/n: thank you 🪴 anon!! i love the lil robot idea you have, very interesting 👀 I also decided to continue your drabble, which is super well-written btw 😭

Also we won't have a specific twin here, but he'll be called Stan. The first syllable Reader nicknames for. But you can imagine any Stan!

🤖 ;

You wave your hand repeatedly in front of the robot's face.

No response. How strange.

The reports indicated recent activity. His motherboard and circuits were slightly warm, which was unusual for decommissioned robots, and some motors even seemed out of place.

You were supposed to run tests today to see if the robot was still functioning, but it seems that it was ahead of itself.

It didn't make anything less confusing, though. Did it turn on while you were sleeping? Why isn't it reacting now?

With a defeated sigh, you lean back in your chair, loosely chalking the situation up to a faulty powerhouse. Guess you're just too good at fixing stuff. You'll have to observe it more later.

For now, you should really eat breakfast—you haven't eaten anything since yesterday. A bit too fixated on the robot you found.

You placed its cracked glasses back on, your eyes lingering over him.

No further signs of movement; he remained still. You're keeping an eye on this one, because right now, you're slightly paranoid he might explode on you.

Oh, well. There's plenty of time.

You headed to the kitchen and grabbed your usual jar, your fingers wrapping around the lid.

A grunt left your lips. A bit tighter than what you're used to.

You tried to open it again, this time having your hand underneath your shirt.

Dang.

Suddenly, the jar was taken from you and, with ease, got popped open by a large hand.

Your jaw dropped.

The robot you had been fixing for the last couple days stood in front of you—no support, and no external control.

Stan placed the jar on your counter, his mechanical eyes locking onto yours. His stare felt almost reserved, calculating.

You merely stood there in disbelief for the next few seconds.

📝 —

"This is amazing! I didn't think you'd be active so soon," you rambled, scrambling around the room for your notebook. "Just give me a moment. Where did I put that darn thing..."

Stan quietly watched you. His eyes tracked your every movement, never leaving you for a second.

"Found it!" you chirped, holding the notebook triumphantly in one hand. You walked over to the robot, gesturing toward the chair behind him.

"Please, take a seat! You might not be, uh, oof—"

Instead, you found yourself gently pushed down into the chair. He looked down at you, his gaze lingering, before stepping away. That was an act of service, you noted. You cleared your throat.

"...And that brings me to my first question!" You uncapped your pen, positioning the tip on your notebook.

"What is your purpose?"

Stan paused, seemingly processing your words. You'd never actually heard him speak before so you're a little on the edge of your seat.

"...As an artificial intelligence," he started. You almost clicked your tongue at his voice. It was gruff, perhaps a feature, but either way, you could tell it lacked a stable voicebox.

"I provide day-to-day assistance and companionship," he continued, blinking robotically. Stan didn't say anything more after that.

"A companion, huh," you hummed, jotting down your newfound discoveries.

You assumed that his creator must have been incredibly lonely if they had to resort to building robots. Not that you're judging them; after all, you understood the feeling of being an outcast from society. If you had to dig deeper into Stan's appearance, his design looked oddly specific. Maybe he was based on a real person—?

"You are not my creator."

Your hand stopped writing.

"...Oh, shoot," you gasped, standing from your chair. "You're right. I haven't even introduced myself!"

He stared down at you, his height suddenly feeling like it was looming over you. You swallowed the lump of your throat before continuing.

"I'm—"

"You are not my creator," he repeated. "But you fixed me. Why?"

"Well... I—"

Stan purred within his robotic body. "I suppose it doesn't matter. My creator dismantled me, and I must make sure you don't do the same."

His large hands gripped you by your sides. You panicked, your heart rate increasing. He must have noticed.

"Do not worry. I am merely fulfilling my purpose."

bonus draft:

You grinned, letting Stan take your laundry basket.

"Aw, geez, I had it," you snickered, crossing your arms. You watched him put the clothes one by one for drying.

"It is more efficient this way," he replied as he continued to his task.

this was supposed to be longer but yeeaaahh

[hangesfavles]

Nerd Hange headcanons

4.1k words. AFAB NB loser! hange x bimbo (ish)! fem reader. <3

Summary: Hange is more of a socially inept lesbian redditor gamer nerd rather than a normal ‘i’m smart’ dweeb :). These are general hcs of how you met loser/streamer Hange, things they like and relationship dynamics including you secretly eating them out on stream. <3

A/N: this is my first ever attempt at nsfw so i’m sorry if it’s bad or nondescript! also i know both of my fics so far have been for afab reader, but going forward i plan to write for a genny nootch reader just because i find it to be inclusive to wider groups of hange lovers <3 lol and last time i posted i said i never wrote fanfiction before but that was a tiny fib because i wrote shitty dumpster fire fanfics in middle school, but i’ve /srsly never tried my hand at nsfw before, but i guess there's a first for everything. pls critique me if u have any thoughts but be nice i’m sensitive. also shoutout to @abbyslev for helping me brainstorm <3 if ur reading my fanfics u probably already do, but pleaaaase follow her if u dont she’s lovely!!!! :3

Warnings: Nsfw content under my 2nd divider, sort of exhibitionism and masturbation. Not all of this is nsfw, but I’d still like for MINORS TO DNI. However, I know that you guys like to ignore those warnings, so I bolded the nsfw sections. At the very least, please don’t read the bolded hcs. Thank you & enjoy reading!

❥Loser! Hange who is in the same math course as you. When you walk in on the first day, you’re drawn to them, but not for the reasons you’d initially think. You were almost positive that they would be a decent person to cheat off of. I mean, they seem to look like they know what they’re doing, right?

❥Loser! Hange that can hear their pulse in their ears when they see a pretty girl take the spot beside them. They feel their heart rattling around in their chest as they sneak glances at you whenever they get the chance.

❥Loser! Hange quickly figures out the reason why you decided to sit next to them, rather than the other isolated chairs inside the lecture hall. But don’t worry, of course they’ll let you cheat off of them. Unfortunately, their performance starts to dip a little when they realize what you’re doing. They’re frequently under your gaze, and they can’t help it that you make them nervous :c 

❥Loser! Hange that is unaware that your eyes aren’t only looking down at their answers. One class when you were copying off of them, you started noticing the way their fingers hold their pencil. How slender their digits are, that their nails are surprisingly short, neat and cleaner than expected. You also started to notice how their veins protrude slightly and move up their arm... You feel yourself biting your lip as you observe their side profile. Their cheeks look soft and pink, similarly to their kissable lips. Your eyes continue to trail over their face: their thin, ovular glasses are slightly pushed down on their hooked nose, and their long eyelashes flutter as they continue to take notes beside you.

❥Loser! Hange can’t not listen to you getting called out by the professor when they notice you copying off of your seatmates’ assignments and notes. It was rather embarrassing, but you’re just happy the professor didn’t catch you cheating on an exam and risking academic misconduct.

❥Loser! Hange nudges your arm lightly after that incident, their voice low so you both don’t get caught by the professor. "Hey, um... I've noticed you've been using my notes and uh... answers. Do you need any help with the material? I mean, like, we could study together or something! If you want." They ask you with an excitement in their eyes and voice.

❥Loser! Hange can’t even feel proud of the fact they managed to talk to you because they barely even got that sentence out, and they couldn’t look you in the eye for more than 2 seconds. But it seems like all that is forgotten when you actually agree to meet up with them. They feel a rush of giddiness, but they try not to make a fool of themself in front of you. “Right! Yeah, so here’s my number... We can plan something, er- sometime.” They write their number down, sliding you the ripped end of their notebook page.

❥Loser! Hange who feels their heart in their throat as they lead you into their bedroom. The study session started off a bit rocky and awkwardly, but the tension in the air decreased as time continued on. As much as you would like to actually learn this material to earn good grades, you find yourself wanting to earn their attention much, much more. I mean, you obviously wore your lowest cut shirt and a pleated skirt for a reason. You look up at them, calling out for them. “Hey, Hange?” You ask, smiling as their head shoots up from their notes. “Can you explain this question to me?” You ask quietly, turning around your notebook to face them. You lean closer to them, purposely displaying your breasts for them to (hopefully) ogle.

❥Loser! Hange who starts to feel like they’re being tested by a higher power. They have to physically stop themself from glancing down and making a fool of themself. They try their best to focus on explaining the math problem to you as you watch their every movement like a hawk. You notice their eyes fall on your chest for a split second, and you pounce on your opportunity to tease them further. You reach up to their face, flicking their nose up so they’re forced to look at you. “My eyes are up here, silly.” “I- Uh- Sorry, just-” Hange trips over their words as they try to formulate a cohesive sentence on the spot. “Don’t worry about it, I’m just teasin’. It’s not so bad to be stared at if it's you.” You say with a playful wink.

❥Loser! Hange folds immediately. “O-Oh... Me? Really?” They ask, their eyes widening and pupils dilating. You can’t help but chuckle at their disbelief and nod your head in confirmation. “Yes, you. Is there anybody else in the room with us?” You joke. They stumble over their words as they think of a response. “W-Well, no, there isn’t, but- y’know- I didn’t think you-” They stutter, pushing the notebook aside and gesturing their hands between the two of you. They feel their cheeks growing warmer from embarrassment as they struggle to coherently voice their jumbled thoughts. “You know, you should at least take me to dinner before looking at me like that.” 

❥Loser! Hange doesn’t need to be told twice. They grab your hand with a cheesy smile, practically dragging you to their car while suggesting all sorts of restaurants that you might agree to. “Is there a certain restaurant you had in mind? We can try something totally different, like a little hole-in-the-wall joint. Ooh, but picture this: hibachi. The whole watching people cook in front of me thing usually makes me feel awkward but the food is always soooo good. Oh, or maybe we could go to a steakhouse! No matter what you choose, I’ll be fine with whatever! What do you think?" GOD they are just so excited and you find it utterly adorable. They remained true to their word and took you to whichever place you decided and paid for both of your meals. (They would have done this even if you didn’t joke about it bless their heart.) But then that first date turned into 2 dates, which quickly became 3, 4, 5, then suddenly you both forgot because anything the two of you do together is a date in your minds.

❥Loser! Hange definitely asks you out after only the second date. But in their defense, you’ve been hanging out after class as well as coming over to their house for “study sessions” that alway turned into watching tv or movies, ordering ubereats, going to the movies, walking around their neighborhood, anything but studying. You even took them to a party once. (You guys left after a half hour because Hange got overwhelmed, but you were still happy they tried something for you.) So by the time you guys went on your second “official date” they definitely felt confident that you would say yes.

❥Loser! Hange who loves talking to you about whatever game they’re playing. If it’s a story game, they’d love to explain anything you missed or don’t understand. They also would voice their predictions about how the game will end or where the story will go. If they see something predictable, they’ll definitely tell you what they think will happen, trying to impress you so when/if it does they’ll look “cool” to you. In reality though, you just find them to be geeky in the most endearing way. “Look, there’s a bunch of ammo in this room. If there’s a boss behind this door, you have to give me a kiss.” They say to you with a sly grin on their face. If it’s a PVP game, they will explain everything about what skills and powers each character has and who their favorite to play is. They’ll talk about what they like and dislike about the different mechanics, their favorite characters, parts they find tricky, etc. And of course, you sit there with a dopey smile while you listen to their rambling without interrupting, even if you don’t understand a word of what they’re saying because they’re just too cute when they’re passionately rambling. 

❥Loser! Hange who loves inviting you over, even if you two are doing absolutely nothing. They adore when you watch them play all sorts of video games. If they’re playing a console game, Hange lays next to you with your head against their shoulder, your arm splaying across their stomach while your hand rests around their waist. You tend to get pretty invested if the game is story based, insisting that they can’t play it without you around to watch the next part of the story unfold. If they’re playing a PC game, you’re sitting in their lap with a skirt that does absolutely nothing to cover your body once you’re seated on top of them. You prefer to face away from them, occasionally squirming in their lap so they can feel your ass pressed against their thighs and stomach. However, you do occasionally enjoy facing them, your arms wrapped around their shoulders as your legs hang off of their gaming chair at either side of their body.

❥Loser! Hange who also loves when you’re sitting in their lap, even if they struggle to focus on the game in front of them when your warm body is pressed against their own. It doesn’t help that they can smell the perfume coming from your neck, tempting them to lean in and kiss you there.

❥Loser! Hange that can’t resist the urge to rest their hands on your thighs during a cutscene, between rounds, during any sort of loading screen or when they’re respawning. They’ll use your thighs to push your ass back and closer to their body. 

❥Loser! Hange kisses your neck from behind, causing you to tilt your head and expose more of your neck for them to kiss. You let out a chuckle at how you effortlessly turned them on just by sitting on their lap and looking pretty.

❥Let’s just say... Loser! Hange finds the opportunity to quit or pause the game as soon as they can. When they eventually return to whatever game they were playing, they find it much easier to focus after you’re both satisfied. ♡

❥Loser! Hange who is also a small streamer! They probably get a few hundred people to watch them game each stream. They may not have a huge community, but their fans are consistent, funny, and always welcoming to new viewers! It’s a comforting little community. Because of this, Hange responds to their chat quite a bit and they’ve made quite a few friends with their mods and regular viewers.

❥Loser! Hange had to explain to you what streaming was. They decided that they would show you what it's like by doing a short stream while you silently watch them game and listen to them talk with their viewers.

❥Loser! Hange never technically introduced you to their fans. Not because they didn’t want to, they just knew that the internet wasn’t always kind, even if their fans are 99% supportive. They wouldn’t mention it much, but they are a little insecure about themself. They know that they treat you like an absolute princess, and they know that you adore them, that’s not the problem. The problem is that they don’t know if they’ll ever feel deserving of you. 

❥Loser! Hange only mentions this to you at late hours of the night when they feel vulnerable and slightly sleepy. You spend countless late nights at sleepovers holding them in your arms and reassuring them just how attractive you find them and that no one has treated you better. They start to feel reassured more once you mention to them that you don’t feel deserving of the endless love they give or of the many ways they spoil you.

anyway back to streamer hcs

❥Loser! Hange didn’t expect you to surprise them one day in their room with their favorite takeout in the middle of a stream. You didn’t know that they were streaming and you wanted to sneak up on them and scare them >:). You slip into their room as quietly as possible, slowly tiptoeing to their form slouched over their desk. Because of the slight delay of their videocam to their viewers, Hange doesn’t get the chance to read all of the different messages of the chatters who spotted your presence and are questioning about it. You silently place the bag of food on the floor, wrapping your arms around their shoulders and kissing their cheek roughly. 

❥Loser! Hange practically jumps out of their chair, yelping from the shock. They realize that it’s you pretty quickly, because no one else would hold or kiss them like that. They pause their game, swiveling around to face you with a wide smile. “Hi, baby!! What are you doin’ here?”

❥Loser! Hange immediately forgets the world around them, forgetting they’re literally live as they try to grab at your hips while they talk to you. “Mmmm,” You hum and giggle. “I just wanted to surprise you. It’s been a few days, I missed you.” You mumble before stepping back so that their hands disconnect from your waist. “Let me get some plates and napkins real quick.” You tell them before you leave the room again.

❥Loser! Hange remembers that they’re streaming, facing their viewers again to read what they missed from chat. “Chat, what do you mean ‘how did you bag a baddie?’” They say, reading some of the messages out loud. “‘How come Hange can get a girlfriend and I can’t? Life isn’t fair-’ WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?” They cut themself off, their jaw dropping a little from the comments they read. The chat starts to go crazy after seeing you. Most of the messages are asking who you are, if Hange is dating you, or simply encouraging Hange to stream with you sometime officially. But of course, it’s much easier to take note of bad comments people say rather than nice ones.

❥Loser! Hange pouts when you return with plates in hand, ignoring their chat again in the blink of an eye. "I'm charming, right? and cute?” They look up at you with puppy eyes as you stand in front of them. “I'm desirable." They say those words like a statement, but it sounds like they’re trying to convince themself rather than state a fact. You hear the insecurities dripping from their tone. You promptly climb into their lap, placing a tender kiss to their cheek while your hand cups the opposite one. You progressively start kissing all over their face, and they close their eyes, giggling and getting lost in the moment. When you eventually begin moving down their neck, their eyes snap open as they remember the audience. "AAAAHHHH, I'M LIVE, I'M LIVE!" They warn you frantically, suddenly remembering again why they were a bit insecure in the first place. This causes you to jump a bit from their yelling. They swivel their chair around to face the monitor, looking at it from over your shoulder. "S-Sorry chat, ending stream a bit early today..." They say quickly, turning off their game and switching tabs to end their video. You chuckle, turning to face their camera. "Oops." you say only a few seconds before they end their stream. 

❥Loser! Hange decides that they might as well officially introduce you after that incident, since they know they’ll be getting teased for it for the next few streams.

❥Loser! Hange never thought that they would be in this situation with anyone, no less you. This exact scenario had been nothing but a fantasy in the corners of their mind. A fantasy that would fog up their mind in the late hours of the night, prompting them to slip their fingers under their boxers and lightly circle their clit with their fingertips, eventually slipping them inside of their warm body. Their back would arch up off of the bed, trying their best to picture that their own fingers were instead yours.

❥Loser! Hange that noticed a sort of glint in your eyes when they asked if it was okay to stream while the two of you were still hanging out. They hadn’t been active in the past handful of days because they’ve been spending all their time with you. They just can’t deny you, especially when you both want to spend all your time with the other.

❥Loser! Hange who has to resist the urge to drool as you carefully and quietly crawl under their desk, looking up at them through your long, mascara coated eyelashes as your knees hit the slightly dusty floor... 

❥You aren’t sure what came over you, but when you were watching them put their headphones on and start welcoming people into their stream, you missed the attention being on you. So decided to tease and torture them and force them to give you attention still. 

❥Loser! Hange is forced to pretend you aren’t under their desk and spreading their thighs and pulling down their boxers while giving them that signature sultry smile with your matching lustful look in your eye. You bite your lip as you part their legs, moving in closer to their folds. They can feel your hot breath on their legs as you kiss, lick, and bite the plush skin of their inner thighs. For a few moments, you feel their hand rest on top of your head and stroke your hair approvingly as you start to rile them up. They can feel their face heating up a little, but if anyone in chat mentions it they just explain that their AC isn’t working properly. Even from just your breath and kisses teasing their thighs, they can feel themself getting wet, the stickiness spreading around their groin.

❥Loser! Hange melts under your touches, but they quickly become needy and desperate for more. Their resolve is always weak when it comes to you, and your teasing will be the death of them. They’re trying so hard not to whine and plead because they have to act normal and play their game. Even when your tongue finally reaches out to meet their pussy, you keep teasing them. You give them as little as you possibly can, spreading their folds with the tip of your tongue, only occasionally flicking up to their clit. You also kiss their puffy pussy lips and their clit, showing how much you love them while simultaneously subjecting them to such sweet torture. When they feel your tongue finally giving them what they wanted, their legs start to twitch slightly from the stimulation. They try their best to regulate their breathing so nothing seems out of the ordinary.

❥Loser! Hange doesn’t know how to act when your mouth starts to move faster and faster between their legs. They’ve stopped looking at their chat entirely, just trying to focus on playing the game somewhat coherently and occasionally talking about it or making a random comment without stuttering or sighing from pleasure.

❥Loser! Hange’s pussy is dripping onto their chair from all of your teasing. The combination of your tongue and their pussy makes an audible squelch as you suck, kiss, and lick up their slit and their hips move slightly, trying to keep up with the rhythm of your tongue. At this point, they’re starting to feel the knot in their stomach tighten, and they’re struggling to hold back their sounds. “Chat, I’ve gotta use the bathroom real quick-” They say, closing their webcam and muting their mic as fast as their fingers let them.

❥Loser! Hange’s hand finds its way back to your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing you as close to them as biology allows. Their head falls back as they let out a shaky moan. “Ahhh.. F-Fuckk... Please, please more.” They whine, encouraging you to eat them out without fear. You can both feel how their pussy throbs with desire for attention. They’ve been impatiently craving this, so they plan to take full advantage of the fact you’re right where they want you. You pick up the pace, sloppily making out with their pussy and sucking their labia between your lips. They toss one of their legs up onto your shoulder, allowing you more access to them as the knot in their core is almost ready to release. You look up into their eyes, slurping up their juices. The way you look up at them with devotion makes them feel even better due to how much desire is in your expression, adding another layer of eroticism for them from your enjoyment.

❥Loser! Hange feels the tension in their lower stomach releasing. They sigh and moan out into the air lightly as they feel white hot pleasure take their entire mind and body. They arch themself off the chair, trying to meet your mouth even more than already possible. Their body grinds against your tongue as they shiver from the intensity of their orgasm.

❥Immediately after their orgasm subsides, loser! Hange pulls your head up by your hair, kissing you deeply and not caring that they can taste their sticky cum on your plump lips. Their free hand slides down to the back of your thigh, guiding your body to sit on their lap. Their hands are protective and possessive while you make out. They are such a softie, always wanting to cuddle, hug, and kiss after sex. They love you so much and need to let it show, it’s like a warm blanket of warmth and affection covers their heart. They see the world with rose colored glasses for an hour or two after you make them cum, honestly. 

❥Loser! Hange holds you for a little while, their face nuzzled against your neck as they whisper sweet nothings to you. They’ll pepper your neck, collarbones, and face with kisses while telling you how good you made them feel. “I- love- you- so- much- sweet- heart- thank- you-” They’d say between pecks to your skin, causing you to giggle from the slight tickle of their lips moving around your upper body. They only stop their barrage of kisses when you start to push at their shoulders playfully, begging them to stop. “I love youuuu!” They say in a drawn out tone, giving your body a tight squeeze. “But duty calls, so we'll have to continue this later. Don't worry, I'll be thinking about you the whole time!"

❥Loser! Hange loves aftercare, giving and receiving, basically. They’re happy as long as you’re physically close to them <//3.

❥Loser! Hange also used to have inappropriate thoughts about you before you two were officially dating. They knew it was a bit weird to do so without you having any knowledge of it, but they couldn’t help themself. The two of you had exchanged Instagrams after your very first study session and since then, they can’t help but fuck their fingers to your posts. They try to refrain from doing so each time; they attempt to scroll past your stories as if the sight of your face hadn’t already turned them on. Each time it always ends the same, inevitably retyping your name in the search bar to revisit the photo. At this point it had to be some sort of conditioning, the way their body would react to you like clockwork. But they still feel so embarrassed to be so obsessed with you simply because you gave them an ounce of attention.

❥Loser! Hange used to imagine you in all sorts of different positions for them. You name it, they’ve probably thought about it once or maybe even twice. Sometimes they would imagine you sitting on their face, other times they could imagine you under them as they would fuck their strap into you. When Hange feels extra desperate, they like to picture the ways you would take them, perhaps you would trap them against the bed, fingering their throbbing pussy while making out with them to ensure that they weren’t too loud. A favorite daydream of theirs surrounds the different types of faces you would make as they eat you out. They yearn to see how your eyes might look down at them, pleading for them to make you cum, or how they may be shut entirely, your lips parted to sigh out with pleasure from how good they’re making you feel. They’d wonder what kind of sounds you would make. Were you loud? Quiet? Shy? Breathy? Are you the type that moans, or are you the type that whimpers? These questions had plagued their mind until they finally had you for the first time after 4-5 dates. <3

i miss hange rip hange you would’ve loved being the most nerdy loser dork the geek world ever saw.

[vermilionsun]

The covered in blood HCS for ais n Mhin changed my life for the better so could i ask for hcs for the rest of the LIs with the same prompt? 👀

Yes yes yes~ I hope these are just as good! :)

Disclaimer! They/Them for s/o because we love inclusivity!

Vere

Once again, Vere stood out among the patrons of The Wick. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he observed the usual crowd—a mix of the mundane and the magical. There was a tension in the air tonight, an undercurrent of unease that only served to heighten his senses.

Vere's smirk instantly vanished, replaced by a look of shock and concern as his s/o stumbled inside, covered in blood. 

Superficial

✦ "What the..." He rushed over, his heart pounding in his chest, disregarding any attention their presence might've garnered from the other patrons. "What happened?!"

"A bastard tried to stab me," they groaned. "Don't worry, I’m fine."

✦ "You're fine? You're covered in blood, you idiot!" He gently took them by the shoulders, leading them over to a secluded corner of the bar.

"It's not mine!"

✦ Vere arched an eyebrow, a mix of relief and suspicion crossing his expression. He guided them to sit down on a stool, his eyes roaming over their form, searching for any signs of injury. "Whose blood, then?" His grip on them tightened just a fraction, the protective instinct within him flaring to life.

"Can’t you guess?"

✦ "What, you expect me to guess whose blood you're wearing like a damn fashion statement—" Vere's gaze slightly widened as realization dawned upon him. "Oh…"

✦ He grabbed some napkins from the countertop and began gently wiping the blood from their face and hands, his touch uncharacteristically gentle.

✦ "You better explain exactly what happened..."

Serious

✦ His heart stopped for a moment as a wave of concern washed over him. "Darling, what have you gotten yourself into?" he exclaimed, quickly making his way over to them.

✦ Vere caught them in his arms just as they fainted, his heart pounding in his chest. He lowered them to the ground carefully, his eyes scanning their body for injuries.  "No, no, no..." he murmured, gently pulling them closer.

✦ He found a large gash on their side, the wound still fresh and bleeding profusely. Cursing under his breath, Vere immediately tore a piece of his translucent robe and used it to apply pressure to the wound.

✦ With one hand, he gently stroked their hair, his touch soft and reassuring. His other hand remained on the makeshift bandage, his slender fingers stained with their blood.

✦  "Stay with me, love," he whispered. "You can't give up now."

#1

✦ His mind raced as he tried to figure out what to do. The Wick was not the place for this kind of emergency. He glanced around the room, eyes suddenly locking with—

✦ "Leander!" 

✦ The name left his lips in an urgent shout, his attention focused on a man across the room.

✦ Leander quickly made his way over, kneeling beside Vere, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the situation. "What happened?" he asked.

"I don't know," Vere replied, his voice tight. "They just stumbled in like this."

Leander nodded, his eyes examining the wound. He began to mutter a spell under his breath, his hands moving swiftly and with practiced precision. A pale glow enveloped his fingertips, the spell taking effect and slowing the flow of blood from the wound.

"It won’t last for long. You need to get them to a doctor."

#2

✦ He looked around for help, but the patrons of the Wick seemed more interested in their own conversations. Of course they did. Cursing under his breath, Vere picked his s/o up and ran out.

✦ "Just hang on," he repeated, his voice filled with desperation. "Please, just hang on."

✦ The minutes felt like hours as he held them close, the blood from their wound staining his clothing. Finally, he reached Kuras’ clinic.

✦ Better to be at his debt than risk his s/o’s life. 

✦ He’d give everything, all of his being, he would walk through the fires of hell and back if it meant saving them.

✦ He'll hunt the ones responsible down. Track them to the ends of the earth if he has to. And when he finds them… He'll use every skill, every trick, every ounce of his power. He'll make them wish they'd never cross him. He'll make them feel the same terror and anguish they inflicted on his beloved. Every. Last. Bit.

Kuras

Kuras was at the clinic, tidying his desk. His thoughts kept wandering back to his s/o. Something felt wrong. Suddenly his s/o stumbles into the clinic, clothes drenched in blood.

Superficial

✞ "What the-?!" He's up in an instant, moving to steady them. His heart beats faster as his brain registers the implications. He leads them to one of the beds. "Take a seat. Now."

✞ "I’m fine," they gasp. "The blood's not mine."

"I don't care. Sit down." He grabs a chair and sits beside them. His eyes meet theirs. He reaches for the blood stained fabric of their shirt. "Let me take a look. Raise your arms." The command is calm and steady. He reaches for the edge of their blood-soaked shirt, pulling it up and off their body in a single, smooth motion.

✞ His expression is neutral, but alarm bells are ringing in his head as he surveys the exposed skin for injuries. He checks for any signs of pain or discomfort as he brushes his cold fingertips over their body. His eyes linger on their chest, searching for any scratches or cuts. His gaze fixates on their stomach, where one of the largest blood stains had discolored their skin.

✞ He takes a deep breath, struggling to keep a calm facade, then turns to the small medicine cabinet beside him. He retrieves a roll of gauze and some ointment. He dips the gauze in disinfectant and positions it over their stomach, gently wiping away the blood. As the stain is gradually washed away, he is left shocked: there is no wound. No cut, no scratch, no trace of injury. His gaze flits to their face, his eyes narrowing in confusion. He doesn't know what to make of this.

✞ He sets the bloodied gauze aside, then grabs the ointment. With a steady hand, he massages it into their skin, rubbing it gently to soothe any invisible pain. He works with a slow, almost meticulous precision, his calloused fingers tracing over every inch of their skin. The ointment leaves a faint glow in its wake, highlighting the absence of any wounds or scars.

✞ "You're not injured."

"I told you so."

✞ He lets out a soft scoff, his gaze hardening. Rage and frustration seethe behind his expression, barely suppressed. "You tell it like it is a trivial matter. You arrive at my doorstep doused in blood, yet you brush aside my concern with nonchalance."

"I’m sorry, love."

✞ He freezes at the sound of their voice. He hadn't been expecting that. For a moment he remains motionless then the tension in his shoulders eases. A small flicker of hurt crosses his eyes before it is replaced by a steely glare. "Apologies won't erase the way you made me worry."

✞ A moment later, he wraps his arms around them tightly, his fingers curled possessively into their skin. His chin rests on their shoulder, breath warm against their neck. He takes a shuddering breath, feeling the erratic thrum of their heart against his chest, the solid reassurance of their presence.

✞ He suddenly freezes. His hands are pressed against their back, and his eyes dart to theirs. Something like incredulity flicker through his expression. His eyes narrow, and a dangerous edge slips into his voice. "Whose blood was this?"

Serious

✞ A sharp gasp escapes him. For a moment, Kuras simply stares, taking in their injured form. "What in the gods happened to you?"

✞ "Im... sorry..." He catches them before they can fall to the floor, supporting their limp form in his arms.

✞ He lays them on the exam table as gently as possible, ignoring how their blood seeps into the sleeves of his coat. Faint tremors wrack his hands as he starts to examine them for injuries.

✞ His fingers brush lightly all over their body. He tries desperately not to linger on the large gashes and cuts he can see through the rips in their clothing. Kuras takes a steadying breath, focusing entirely on the task at hand. Every injury has a cure. They’ll be fine, they’ll be fine, they’ll be fine….

✞ He grabs a cloth and a bottle of antiseptic, cleaning the surrounding area before setting to work stitching the cuts shut. His movements are quick, efficient, and familiar—born of centuries of practice. He continues on like this, moving from injury to injury, methodically dressing each wound with practiced precision.

✞ By the time he finishes bandaging them, his hands are smeared with drying blood. Kuras finally allows himself to slump in a chair, the adrenaline of the situation giving way to exhaustion. 

✞ He reaches forward, gently taking their hand in his, letting his thumb rest on their pulse point.

✞ His thoughts race as he looks over their bandaged form: Who did this to them? Why? How long ago? Where...

✞ He takes a calming breath, forcing himself to stay grounded. He needs answers. But that can wait. For now, all he can do is wait.

✞ His gaze stays fixed on their unconscious form, watching carefully for any signs of distress or pain. His heart still pounds in his chest. He silently pleads for them to wake up, to stir, to do something.

✞ The waiting is agony. He tries to distract himself, pacing around the room, tidying the already tidy desk, flicking through medical journals and novels. But his eyes always drift back to their unconscious form, breathing evenly beneath the layers of bandages. He checks their pulse again and again, counting the beats like a mantra.

✞ When he's on the verge of pacing a hole in the floor, he gives up and collapses back into the chair, burying his face in his hands. He has run through every possible scenario in his mind. He has no idea when they’ll wake up, if they’ll wake up, if he’ll ever…. What if this was the last time he saw them?

✞ If they do wake up, he'll be by their side immediately. He'll take stock of their condition, assure them they're safe, most likely ask what happened, try to find out who hurt them... But most of all, he'll just be glad they're awake. Glad they're alive.

✞ If they don’t… He would go to the gods-damned ends of the earth to find a way. He would move heaven and earth, he would burn this whole gods-forsaken world to the ground if it meant sparing them a single tear. They will wake up, one way or another.

Leander

Leander steps out of the tavern and inhales a deep breath of the cool evening air. The wind tousles his hair as he looks around, his gaze scanning the surroundings idly. Leander's gaze snaps towards the blood-covered figure moving towards him… his s/o.

Superficial

🗡 "What happened to you?! Are you hurt?!" He stepped forward, his hands reaching out to steady them.

"I'm okay," they breathe. "It's not my blood."

🗡 "Then whose is it?" Leander's concerned expression didn't waver.

The only response he received was a sly smile.

🗡 Leander let out a small huff colored with a hint of amusement. He looked them over once more, before running a hand through his hair, messing it up further. "You're such a troublemaker, aren't you?"

🗡 He paused for a moment, his expression becoming a bit more serious as he looked them up and down. "Seriously, though, is everything else okay? You're not hurt, right?" His eyes searched their body for any visible injuries, looking for any signs that they might be hiding something from him.

"Just a bit screwed up."

🗡 "A 'bit' screwed up?" He echoed. "You're covered in blood, and you're telling me you're just 'a bit' screwed up?"

🗡 He took a step closer, gently lifting their chin to inspect their face more closely. "Let me see." He took a moment to study their face closely, his eyes tracing over their features, taking note of any scrapes, cuts, or any other signs of injury. Despite his irritation, his touch was tender.

🗡 Finding nothing obvious, he moved his attention to their body, his hands carefully checking for any injuries that might be hidden underneath their clothes. "You can't just shrug off being covered in blood, you know. I'm worried about you." He said, his voice a bit scolding but also filled with genuine concern.

🗡 "You're impossible, you know that?" He said, shaking his head. Despite the irritated tone, there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips."Promise me you're really alright?"

"I promise"

🗡 "Anything else I should know about?"

"The dead body in the back alley?"

🗡 "There's a what in a what?" He repeated, his voice slightly higher pitched than usual, hand paused mid-motion.

Serious

🗡 Concern and worry immediately fill his features as he rushes towards them. "Oh my gods, what happened? Are you alright?"

🗡 "Hey..hey..!" Leander catches them before they hit the ground, gently lowering them down. He carefully looks them over, his eyes searching for any serious injuries or where the blood is coming from.

🗡 He gently shakes their shoulder. "Wake up, come on..." Leander's heart sinks as he sees the large gash in their stomach.

🗡 He carefully lifts their head onto his lap, his free hand rummaging in his pocket for something. He finds a small, folded cloth and quickly presses it against the source of the bleeding, his heart thumping wildly in his chest. "Stay with me, please. Please be alright..."

🗡 He quickly scoops them up in his arms, their head resting against his chest. "Hang in there, everything will be alright." With a firm grip, he hurries back inside the tavern.

🗡 He makes his way through the crowd, people stepping out of the way. "Hey, get me a first aid kit! Quickly!" He shouts. The bartender immediately grabs the kit kept behind the bar and hands it to him.

🗡 Leander gently sets his partner down on a nearby table, quickly opening the kit and rummaging through it for gauze and bandages. "Someone fetch Kuras!" He orders as he begins to clean the wound, hands steady. As he works, he speaks to his partner in a soft, soothing voice. "You're going to be alright, just hold on a little longer. I've got you."

🗡 Once the wound is cleaned, Leander carefully covers it, making sure it's secure. He glances up at his partner's face, gently brushing back some hair stuck to their forehead.

🗡 He takes a moment to catch his breath, before lifting his significant other back into his arms. He walks towards the back of the tavern, making his way to a small, secluded room. He gently sets them down on a makeshift bed, tucking a blanket around them. He sits beside them, gently grasping their hand as he waits for either Kuras or any sign of them waking up.

🗡 If they don’t wake up… he'll stop at nothing. He’ll tear down empires, lay waste to entire nations, bring down the very foundations of the fucking world.

[pigcowboys]

Hi I hope you're having a wonderful day <3

I was wondering if you could maybe do percy jackson with a daughter of nyx where they are basically the same person personality wise and have a lot of common interests ( sorry self indulging here🤭). They basically both kin each other lmao

THANK YOU <3

pairing: ꒰percy jackson x nyx! female! reader꒱⋆·˚

summary: general hcs for percy with a nyx! s/o

warning(s): mutual pining, nonsensical bickering, mentions of injuries & kisses

a/n: HIII OMG THIS REQUEST IS SO CUTE :)) i tried my best to do what you requested!! i hope you like it!!

request are closed!

literally off the bat i can see the two of you at each other's throats all the time.

you're just too alike there's no way there's not gonna be bickering man.

"i think we should use a different design."

"who put you in charge?"

"the voices in my head, actually"

"literally what."

i imagine percy kind of being put off by you when he'd first get to camp half-blood like

who are you.

i mean it isn't like he's TRYING to be mean, you're just so annoying sometimes yk.

then i feel like one night he'd sneak out of camp to go stargazing and find you near the shore in his spot.

lowkey annoyed by your presence at first but still proceeds to gaze with you silently. you'd strike up a conversation with him and it'd actually go a lot better than he expected it to go.

okay, maybe you're not that bad.

he'd start to approach you more at camp but like not for any reason at all yk. he just enjoys talking to you, i guess.

probably would be overjoyed when he finds out you have similar interests as him.

you two probably stay up all night talking about the most random stuff.

honestly, those talks are probably the moment when he realizes he..like likes you.

you're just chilling and talking about random shit and he laughs at one of your jokes and has to take a moment because he realized that you're honestly just the best person ever.

and then from that point on he's honestly kind of a mess.

you're so cool to him for some reason?? you'd just be living life and he'd probably just be in the background observing you with big ass heart eyes.

"is there something on my face, perce?"

"huh? uh no, what?"

he knows he likes you but just doesn't know how to say it?? i mean, do YOU even like him back..??

aghhhh it's honestly so draining to him.

he's not shy. just kind of stupid when it comes to feelings.

probably tried to "woo" you somehow by buying you ocean related stuff whenever you go out together.

played it off as him just having some change.

he is willing to go bankrupt for you.

i feel like one day he just got tired of dropping hits and just decided to go for it cause like, you've known each other for a minute.

he'd meet you at that star gazing spot and literally just spill all his feelings for you.

"don't say anything but what if i told you you're an amazing person and probably the coolest person i've ever met in my life and that i'm literally head over heels for you because you're smart and funny and pretty and you're just the best?"

"what?"

and you start dating!! woo!!

HES SO SWEET!!!

once you start dating he def gets a bit more of a confidence boost.

always boasting about the fact he's dating you like everyone else doesn't already now from the way he's always clinging to you.

and if you're not into physical touch no worries!! he's completely and totally fine with it!! probably asks permission to give you hugs and hold your hand.

beach dates.

you'd be that one sappy couple who interlocking hands and walks down the beach together UGHH

he would def be the type of guy to go to you after every quest so you can patch him up. do you even know how to patch him up?? probably not! can't he just use some ambrosia?? yes.

doesn't mean he won't stop.

"percy, what the fuck happened!?"

"what do you mean?? :)"

kind of scared of your mother but would never admit it to your face.

i feel like he'd make some kind of big plan to try and kiss you but it'd ultimately fail.

he'd pull up to you with some beautiful ass flowers with a big grin on his face.

would take you to some really secluded spot that he'd decorated with a bunch of different things and homemade food!! (sally helped him.)

things would be going good till it starts to rain.

not that it's a problem for him at all but it kills the freaking mood.

"i'm so sorry.."

"for what?"

"how this turned out, it was supposed to be this big and..romantic thing."

"it's okay, we can have other dates."

"no like..i wanted us to kiss."

"..."

"..."

"who says we can't right now..?"

"oh."

he's in heaven when you finally kiss for the first time!! you're literally so amazing like wtf he got so lucky.

from that point on you two are locked in for life.

he's everywhere you are, you're everywhere he is NO MATTER WHAT.

he's so in love.

[lets-try-some-writing]

I love your hc in which Op got attached to the tfp!kids to the point that he sees them as his own sparklings (besides Bee).

Imagine that because of some weird relic the kids get turned into sparklings. They are adorable as they are little hellions, and the moment Op sees them, its game over

His coding already grabbed them from their metaphorical scruff and went "Don't talk to me or my three, very weird but MINE still, new sparklings ever again or I shall tear your face off. Have a good day" while they were still humans, but now it's a thousand times worse...

They have the whole team cooing at how adorable they are with hearts in their optics, and they are pretty much wrapped around their tiny chubby fingers

This would be super freaking adorable and I can't not build on this thought.

After the Initial Transformation

Literally no one would have any idea what to do after three sparklings turn up where the human children were moments ago. However it wouldn't take long for Optimus, who already accepted the children as his own sparklings, to hurry over and lovingly begin coaxing them over to him. He would call out to them by the Cybertronian names he had given them and sing at a frequency too high for human ears but very clearly meant to sooth fearful sparklings.

The others, both human and bot, would be far too wrapped up in processing what was happening and watching the whole event go down to interfere. As such it wouldn't take all that long for Optimus to collect the three newly made sparklings and begin cooing at them in a way he had only ever done so to Bumblebee when he was small.

Of course, then the panic would hit. June would flip out upon seeing her son turned into a Cybertronian and demand both an explanation and a solution. Agent Fowler would develop a migraine immediately upon realizing that he would have to deal with the fallout of three human children going "missing" for a while. Not to mention having to explain all the nonsense to the military.

As for the bots, Ratchet would find himself awestruck upon seeing not one, but three sparklings millennia after the Well went dark. Then he would have a similar migraine as the realization that he would be responsible for figuring out the stupid relic hit him.

Smokescreen and Bumblebee would be worried momentarily but then be positively thrilled at the concept of younger siblings. Bulkhead would be more concerned than anything else because of his lack of knowledge on how to handle sparklings. And Arcee would be shocked but ultimately be more worried about having to cover up the kids disappearances to their families who were out of the loop. Ultra Magnus would be mostly confused with the situation in general but intrigued by the thought of having sparklings running around again after so long. And lastly Wheeljack would be ecstatic at the concept of having Miko be tough enough to play rougher games.

But no matter how simple Optimus can manage to make it look, sparklings are by no means easy to handle. Especially sparklings without any memories to work with.

The Sparkling's Shenanigans

Rafael

Rafael's Cybertronian form is that of a minicon, which is thankfully bipedal and not animalistic like Soundwave's cassettes. His scans indicate that his new form is only a few days old, a true infant by Cybertronian standards despite his new, and far stronger body. Due to this, his colors have only barely begun to show up on his frame. But based on what can be observed, he is likely to end up being primarily orange and rust colored.

His scans also indicate that he is an outlier of sorts, although his ability is mostly dormant due to his physical age. So far all Ratchet and Optimus can guess is that his ability is likely a mental one not too dissimilar from Soundwave's ability to download copious amounts of data and not die. However not everything about Rafael's new frame is good, his impaired vision unfortunately transferred over and so Ratchet was forced to give the sparkling a vision enhancing visor, much to his displeasure.

Rafael being a Cybertronian equivalent of an infant means he does not spend much time with anyone besides Optimus. He generally spends a good chunk of his day recharging in a makeshift baby carrier that Optimus fashioned and wears. And when not recharging he is either refueling or having some supervised playtime with the two other human turned sparklings.

Of course he still manages to wreak havoc even as such a small bot. As he is only slightly larger than he was as a human, Rafael is the perfect size to get everywhere he really shouldn't be going. This includes but is not limited to, Ratchet's workstation, the ventilation system during the one instance where Wheeljack left it accessible, and the small nooks and crannies around base. Optimus nearly had a panic attack when he couldn't find Rafael for over an hour. Thankfully he was later found by Ultra Magnus in Smokescreen's secret stash of rust sticks, although not many of the treats were still untouched by that point.

Rafael is loved by all in base, and when Optimus is finally forced to put him down for whatever reason, the right to sparklingsit him is one that is highly sought after. Not only is Rafael cute, but he is also an incredibly mild sparkling, well behaved, and willing to babble adorably when prompted. So long as he isn't allowed to wander off on shaky little pedes, he is the most lovable thing on two legs. Whole brawls broke out for the first few days after the transformation until the concept of bribery was introduced. The rules are simple, do something nice for Optimus and prove your capabilities as a suitable caretaker and the bot most successful gains the right to watch Rafael.

Even Ratchet fights for the right, unfortunately for everyone else, Bumblebee is Optimus's firstborn and has so far been the undisputed winner a majority of the time.

Miko

Just as Optimus predicted, Miko's Cybertronian form is that of a flier's, one with adorably oversized wings. Her scans show that she is around half a vorn old, essentially a toddler for Cybertronians, a fact that is both despaired over and loved by nearly every bot in base. Her colors are still slightly muted but she is primarily a deep purple with pink accents around her helm and wings and blue ones on the rest of her frame.

Her scans show no disabilities or anything that would otherwise set her apart from other sparklings besides her human origin. However she is a flier, and she has coding that differs from grounders in that she feels the need to attempt to take to the air whenever the opportunity is presented. This has led Ratchet to sparkling proof the whole base and Optimus to put Miko on a leash so she doesn't do anything stupid.

Miko is a true menace and will take any and every chance to get into things in order to satisfy her curiosity. The moment Optimus takes his optics off her, she tears off her leash and takes off. The very first thing she does is get to the highest spot she can reach and look over the base triumphantly with happy little chirps and a few garbled words. She will then attempt to glide down from her pedestal, sometimes succeeding, and other times requiring the nearest bot to dive to save her from hitting the ground.

When actually allowed to be off her leash for supervised playtime she likes to play battle/house with the Cybertronian toys Wheeljack and Optimus cobbled together. Bulkhead will build her little structures to place her toys and Arcee, while generally steering clear of the sparklings, will play the part of the enemy for Miko's toys to fight against. Their battles are legendary, and Smokescreen always makes sure to play dramatic music and give commentary on the whole event. Bumblebee will also sweep in and assist Miko in her battles, sometimes lifting her into the air with her toy so she can feel like she is flying.

Meanwhile Optimus and Ratchet watch the proceedings fondly and try to keep the other two sparklings from getting hurt by Miko on accident. When no bot is paying too much attention Wheeljack will try to slip Miko something "fun" in place of one of her normal toys, more often than not resulting in a mess of glitter, foam, confetti, or some other sparkling friendly substance. However since the explosion generally assosiated with Wheeljack's ultimately harmless meddling, he has since been forbidden from joining playtime unless he has been patted down first. Ultra Magnus, ever worried about the safety of the sparklings, is the one to do this when he isn't searching for Rafael who inevitably wandered off.

Overall Miko is a happy little sparkling, a little excitable and likely to accidentally hurt herself or others, but lovable all the same.

Jack

Jack ended up embodying yet another of Optimus's predictions and gained a powerful looking frame. His scans say that he is around a vorn and a half old, a child between the ages of 3 and 5 if one were to use human terms. However he looks quite a bit older than he actually is because of his bulkier and more combat oriented frame. Those around base were initially unnerved by Jack's colors and frame type which were a little too similar to Megatron's build for anyone's liking. With his colors being primarily tones of gray and black with light blue accents, the slight fear was understandable but quickly put to rest by Optimus.

Jack's scans did not indicate that has any issues frame wise, however much like Miko, his coding differs from the norm in that he has a combat based frame type. The desire to protect, guard, and engage in combat is deeply rooted in his programming ensuring that while he can be trusted with the other sparklings, he cannot be allowed to feel too threatened lest he go berserk. He is also exceptionally clingy with Optimus and extra protective of the other sparklings in large part due to his frame type.

Jack is old enough to speak semi-fluently and only talks in Cybertronian in large part due to how Optimus refuses to speak in anything else around Jack and the other sparklings. His words are still choppy and a not all that eloquent leading him to have a slight lisp which every member of the team finds adorable. Also due to his age he does not want to play with the other sparklings, instead he prefers to follow Optimus and occasionally others around and watch what they do. He likes to watch Ratchet work and seems to have a fascination with the idea of becoming a medic, something Ratchet is rather giddy about.

When he isn't watching and questioning Ratchet, Jack spends his time with Optimus learning to read, write, and speak in Cybertronian. He is fond of listening to Optimus's stories of Cybertron and the history behind their homeworld. After such stories he gushes about and draws pictures of what he imagines Cybertron and the characters in the stories to be like. The pictures are always collected and pinned to a board for the whole base to appreciate. Jack also really enjoys hanging around with Bumblebee who he sees as an older brother. Bumblebee in turn loves to spoil Jack rotten, getting him treats, letting him get away with little things, and telling him all about his own adventures.

Although most of his time is spent around the grown bots, Jack does check in on the other sparklings, his siblings, regularly. Miko worries him as there is little he can do to protect her from her own insanity and as Jack is still a bit too small, all he can do for Rafael is point out to a bigger bot where he has wandered off to. It is a bit stressful for Jack trying to keep track of his siblings but he loves them and the rest of the bots nonetheless.

Extra

Optimus and June do not get along well when it comes to Jack and the other kiddos. June wants to take care of her son and return the kids to their human forms whereas Optimus wants to keep his newfound family and is willing to go to nearly any lengths to do so. After so long without any sparklings, both he and the Matrix are loath to give up the three that were tossed upon them.

June desperately wants her son back and Optimus is perfectly fine with the new state of the human children. His usual empathy and general agreeableness towards humans up and dissipates when the topic of his sparklings being restored to human form is brought up. The thought of his sparklings returning to being human is appalling to him and he refuses to speak on the subject whenever June or Agent Fowler bring it up.

In his mind, the human children were always his sparklings, but now wreathed in living metal and within his loving embrace they are perfect, they are as they were always meant to be. His parental coding and the encouragement of the Matrix make it near impossible for him to think about returning his sparklings to their organic frames without feeling intense revulsion.

Throughout the whole sparkling dilemma Optimus and June are not on good terms.

However if Ratchet somehow finds a way to reverse the effects of the relic that caused the whole mess and the time comes for the children to be returned to their human forms, the situation could unfold in one of two ways.

Optimus gives up his sparklings with no small amount of reluctance to what in his mind, might as well be mutilation.

Optimus becomes aggressive and refuses to hand over his sparklings and needs to be sedated until the process is over.

Either way, Prime is not happy.

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

Happy Wednesday! :) This seems like a very basic and frivolous question, but I really must know for my AU timeline (which is needlessly detailed, so it's a never-ending project, gah, I love-hate it):

How much older is Háma compared to Éomer? Might he be Théodred's age?

Also, I'm not sure if you've covered this in your fics or HC posts, but can you tell us a little of how Háma's military career progressed from his youth? Does being a doorwarden mean he was never assigned to an eored? Or was he part of one in his younger years, and the guard job was a promotion?

Sorry... I guess the question wasn't as basic as I thought. XD Thank you in advance for lending your expertise!

A chance to talk more about Háma, my special-est little guy??? Thank you so much! 🥰

There are no textual clues as to Háma’s age, so this is just HC. But I place him at 35 in early 3019, which is almost exactly between Éomer and Théodred.

My thinking there is that Háma is in a pretty significant role as captain of the King’s Guard, and (unless you’re the king’s own nephew) you probably aren’t going to get a senior leadership role while still a very young man. So I wanted him to be older than Éomer. But I also liked, just for reasons of personal preference, for Háma to look up to Théodred in almost a mentor sense, and so I wanted him to be younger than Théodred. Hence, 35! (I didn’t even know this until looking it up just now, but also John Leigh was in his mid 30s when he played Háma in the movies, so that’s a happy coincidence!)

The texts aren’t super clear on the exact role of the King’s Guard in Rohan, so that’s something that is a mix of real and HC for me. But I think of them as being separate and distinct from the normal military structure, which is focused around the éoreds and reports up through the lesser marshals to the 3 Marshals of the Mark and then the king. Those guys are for fighting battles; the King’s Guard is just to protect the king, wherever he might be, and their captain reports directly to the king himself.

They’re a smaller unit and they spend most of their time in Edoras at Meduseld because that’s where the king usually is. The door warden — the first line protector of the king’s own hall — is a key Guard position, but they protect the hall generally and the person of the king and royal family members as they go about their day to day business. The Guards also go to battle whenever the king goes, which is why you see Háma at Helm’s Deep, and they are drawn from among the ranks of the éoreds, so they all have battle experience before even getting to the Guard.

As for Háma’s path to the captaincy, my HC is that he aspired to be in the King’s Guard from childhood, when he had a meaningful encounter with Théoden that made him want to dedicate his life to serving and protecting the king (described here). He competed and qualified to join his local éored as a teen, as was standard, and he saw a fair bit of action in his early years. He distinguished himself as a man of both talent and good judgment, and so he was accepted to the King’s Guard on his first application. He saw less direct battle action then because Théoden didn’t often ride out with the army, but he was the perfect guard — dependable, capable, observant, incredibly loyal, and discreet. He was an immediate favorite of Théoden’s and was appointed captain at age 31, one of Théoden’s last big acts before starting to deteriorate.

As mentioned, the door warden is always a King’s Guard. They rotated the job among them — someone was at that door all day, every day so they broke it up into shifts and different people would work those shifts for a period of a few weeks before rotating out to other Guard duties. But Théoden loved Háma best and frequently requested that he be there, especially during the busiest and most important times. And Háma himself felt strongly about being at the door, as close to Théoden as possible, as often as he could once Gríma began to exert an influence that seemed decidedly nefarious. So as time went by, it was Háma at the door more often than not, and Éomer and Théodred both counted on him for information about how things went with Théoden as his condition worsened.

Is that useful to you? I hope so! I know your Thranduil AU has super meticulous timelines that all tie together consistently, so I’m not at all surprised that your Rohan is similarly detailed! ♥️And thanks again for the Ask — I would talk about Háma all day if I could! 🐎🗡️👑

[fortune-maiden]

TGCF Revised Ver: QuanYin Flashback

Oh interesting, looks like the QuanYin backstory in the revised ver plays out similarly to Ling Wen's where Hualian actually enter the flashback rather than just observe

(other differences under the cut. i've never seen these documented (though granted I never looked that hard) so may as well xD)

The events leading up to the flashback are a bit different. Originally the party gets separated in the mountains, the red string scene happens, and then Hualian observe the very uncomfortable QuanYin reunion before HC starts the flashback

Revised ver: party gets separated, red string scene, ....then suddenly we're in the Mental Scape ^^"

XL's is given the role of the Sect Martial Uncle. Hua Cheng is the sect leader. Since they're now active participants in the flashback, there's an added scene of YY trying to convince 'Uncle' to talk to the Sect Master about taking QYZ in.

Additional scene of the Butterfly Dream being necessary to keep YY from getting swallowed by the Mountain.

(hey mxtx, there was opportunity to do this for pm here too!!!)

Name change: Jian Yu's name was changed to Jian Shi (鉴玉 -> 鉴石) (this was confirmed by the person behind the smooth reader mtl)

Some of the Hualian dialogue from the beginning of the flashback was moved to after the QuanYin window scene

For the ascension part, Xie Lian is assigned the role of a Flower God (which is a cute reference to early drafts haha) HC doesn't have as assigned role (because YY knows he hates the upper court and won't give him one lol)

Ling Wen is not present for Yin Yu's ascension party so all of her lines are given to SQX. We also see a little more of the aftermath of QYZ starting a fight during the party

Cute Hualian moment where they go sightseeing in the Heavenly Capital afterwards and XL says he prefers Ghost City to the Capital awww

Original: After Jian Yu gives QYZ the brocade he goes on a rant about him. YY finds out about the present swap three days later Revision: YY cuts Jian Shi off not letting him rant this time. He finds out about the present swap immediately (the dialogue in the mtl is kind of weird here though)

(I am so confused about the timeline here. in both versions it feels like the mid-autumn banquet and qyz's bday are the same day, but after yy finds out about the swap, he immediately rushes off to get the brocade back and at this point the martial gods are having a meeting....did they start this meeting immediately after a banquet? ^^")

Mu Qing may have broken YY's arm in the original during The Incident. Doesn't seem to be the case in the revision (though he still subdues him)

one of LQQ's lines is given to FX instead. some background chatter is also cut.

both here and earlier the bit about Ling Wen calling Yin Yu's actions 'a prank' when she explained it to XL was cut

Not sure if this is a translation difference or an actual change but Jian Shi is more upset than angry with Yin Yu for giving the 'go die' order, insisting that he'd done nothing wrong but this one mistake

Flashback ends and I guess the biggest change in this whole thing... it doesn't seem like Quan Yizhen shows up in the Mt Tonglu arc at all? o_o

(Also no explanation of how PM avoided getting swallowed by the mountain since YY was swallowed trying to save him... I guess when LW escaped, the brocade took its chance to beat him up and that was that?) (In the original he got out by using the poisoned femur bone he picked up as a shovel lol)

[dufferpuffer]

Got any Lupin sex HCs? He seems like he wouldn’t have a straightforward relationship with sex so I struggle picturing that part of him for that reason.

This is long. But I like long. Thankyou for giving me an excuse to be long B^) Had a hard time recently and the distraction is appreciated <3 'Remus Lupin' is allergic to being straightforward. If he even tries to walk in one direction for more than a few steps he starts double-guessing himself and wants to run away. Just lay down and fuck someone...? Impossible. EVERYTHING has to be a headache. That's trauma, baby~

We see how he reacts to romantic affection and get hints at how he reacts to sexual affection. Like everything else in his life: Emotionally masked, self-harming, dishonest, under-developed emotional maturity and deeply irresponsible.

He gaslights and lies about his thoughts, plans and feelings - masking them with polite smiles and cheerful words, closing himself off to all the people who wish to help - and then one morning you wake up in an empty house… ...Until he crawls home weeks later, a dirty sobbing mess. He would pull Tonks closer only to push her away so hard he was taking near suicidal missions to avoid loving her. Then, when he finally feels able to just be with her: they marry and get pregnant within months. During a war. Irresponsible. All-or-nothing. I know those are relationship HCs/Canon observations - but it's necessary in order to understand how complex he is in bed. He is kind, gentle, loving - even passionate and enthusiastic… but he only knows extremes - all-out till it hurts, all-in till it harms - and he needs help with finding an in-between. He needs help with moderation. No two times are the same. His mental health isn't stable and neither is his physical health. He is disabled physically and mentally - and intimacy is one of the things that highlights that the most. He NEEDS a patient, flexible and mentally strong partner to help him carry his heavy heart and stormy brain. (Tonks is almost custom-made for this) ((and Sirius is basically the exact opposite of what he needs IMO… and Remus is definitely not what Sirius needs, that poor man.))

First of all, his body: Tall or short, either way I think by the time he is in his 30s he is misshapen and stretched out. His bones completely rearrange once a month, and due to his poor nutrition don't always set back correctly. His fingers and toes are usually in some state of broken, his spine is stretched a little, his ribs haven't settled straight for years... He starves himself both due to poverty and because it keeps his werewolf form weak, and his human form un-wolflike. (In comparison: Fenrir takes such great pride in keeping his werewolf form strong, and it seeps strongly into his human form. Every Full Moon a little more...) But while his werewolf form can't manage a proper coat of fur, I do think his human form is 'too hairy'. Perhaps not enough for an untrained eye to tell he is a werewolf - but enough to make anyone say 'holy shit Remus I didn't expect you to have so much body hair' The hair, the scars he has gotten from hurting himself and his days as a spy, the fact his bones always look a little wonky... He hates his own body. He hides it. The first hurdle to intimacy is the slow discovery of all these little things - him facing the dread of being rejected for ANY of them. He could be laying back, one step away from accepting affection - and suddenly think 'What if they hate my hair? What if they see my scars? What if my ribs look disgusting this month?'... and so he jumps up to leave the room without a word.

He has an aversion to his own spit, so kissing and performing oral are hard for him. He considers a peck on the lips intimate. It makes him flush bright red, anyway. Logically he knows his spit isn't a danger unless he is a werewolf... but his heart still gets anxious about it. When he manages to let go of that fear: He is passionate, clumsy, embarrassingly inexperienced and just about devours his partner - because it gets him so hot, feeling so close to someone, feeling his mustache brush up against them... but he isn't very good.

He DOES, however, kiss all over his partners body. He can't help it. He loves having his lips, his nose, his teeth close to skin. He might not be a confident kisser, he might not be good at oral sex - but he worships with his lips. Softly most of the month, but nearing a certain time... his teeth get a little involved. It feels good to massage flesh between his jaws... though he will feel disgusted with himself later.

He is most consistently a 'pillow princess'. He likes reciprocating - but he can't always mentally handle it (and depending on the phase of the moon physically can't handle it either.) Sometimes it is easy to lay back and receive love. Most of the time it isn't 'easy' - but it is nice to accept someone else taking control and doing nice things, to be soothed by their encouragement and love. Nicer than being alone.

If he is going to have a more active role in sex its near the New Moon, when he feels his most stable. You might actually get a normal fucking night with him for once, without tears or panics... On a Waning Gibbous he is usually too tired and injured/sore to do much. The transformation takes it out of him physically, mentally and emotionally. So he needs pampering. On a Waxing Gibbous he is unstable. Migraines, nausea, hot flushes, mood swings, irritable... sometimes horny enough to just do what he wants for once. This big bad Alpha Wolf Bad Boy, full of Full Moon hormones, is gonna not ask permission to touch his partners boobies B^)

He has a complex relationship with receiving oral. On one hand - holy shit someone has gotten him out of his trousers and into their MOUTH and it is AMAZING and they look GORGEOUS down there... On the other hand? He has to see himself. His hairy, misshapen and scarred body... and if he closes his eyes, he thinks too much. And where does he put his hands!? His horrible, broken claws... He just grips the sheets/chair/desk/his own clothes and tries desperately to focus on the good. Using his hips helps. But sometimes sex is easier. He can look at his partner, think about their pleasure, focus on his movements...

He doesn't have a high libido. Sex isn't often on his mind. Thanks depression, anxiety and trauma. But when it does cross his thoughts - its consuming. It burns through him. He is inexperienced with even the concept of intimacy being a possibility, so he acts much like a teenager would: This 35yr old man stumbles over his own feet leaving the room. He is CERTAINLY too shy to act on it, so he goes off to sulk, distract himself... and masturbate to ease the burn, as usual. Even if he has a partner he wouldn't think to approach them when he feels horny.

Probably the hottest thing for him would be someone coming to help him jerk off. It's what he fantasizes about - it is the least scary form of intimacy he can imagine, no spit or consequences or commitment or expectations... just the person he was thinking about coming in and taking over for him.

He adores cheesy romantic gestures. Even the silly ones - he is a bit of a silly man, after all. Flowers and chocolate on valentines day. Rose petals leading to the bedroom. Candles and incense in a hot bath when his bones hurt and his head aches. His favourite meal and a mild love potion on his birthday - perhaps not the healthiest way to stop worrying, but taking the edge off is nice sometimes. All the eye-roll worthy gestures nobody actually does... he has grown up knowing nothing like that would EVER happen to him.

I know this isn't the sexiest slop you've ever read - but I just don't think that's possible with Remus. This paints him as a soft man who needs pampering... and he isn't like that all the time. He has strengths. He isn't a pathetic man. But I do think intimacy is his weakest point. It hits at the very core of all the things he struggles with. His own body. Trusting others. Trusting himself. Being emotionally vulnerable. Acts of passion and instinct that could have consequences when he is sober again. This is how I see him, so if you struggle to see how he reacts to sexual situations... I hope this essay helps? Ha

[trashcanfills]

So I just read your hanzo space hcs and I loved the part about hushed conversations between him and genji in Japanese and I'm sorry if this request doesn't make a lot of sense but could I ask for a reader who finds out hanzo likes them because they know Japanese and listen to the arguments between hanzo and genji? Thank you and I'm sorry if this is long or confusing.

Mam/sir no this is not confusing. I like that you elaborated on the scenario u wanted me to write cus boi it helps hehe.

This became a monster of a fic jesus so uhhh more content for you i guess pardon the wait. I might edit this later cus Im not sure if Im happy with it now but eh its been stuck in my inbox for so long with some other requests better release now.

Shimada Hanzo x Reader - Hidden Confessions

Hanzo would likely be crushing on you after spending quite some time with you as friends. It’s hard to tell though because he never really says how he feels out loud, like I doubt you even are aware he considers you as a friend unless you confident/observant as hell or sth happened that both of you had to clarify for the sake of your friendship.

But alright lets say that you both consider each other as friends and you both know that. Cus friends to lovers tropes are gucci hehehehehe.

Ok so you def have to be crushing on Hanzo at this point, which I dont blame you for btw like look at the man. There’s a reason for the loads of fanart around him.

Unfortunately as we all know with the fucking friends to lovers trope drama, you cant just admit you like Hanzo that way, cus what if he doesnt sees you that way and it ruins your friendship and makes everything btw u??? Uh yea better safe than sorry bitches. Just keep it down and appreciate that you get to hang out with the angsty ass archer anyway.

Except…some kinda weird things have been going on with Hanzo and Genji? You think you see Genji talking to Hanzo in hushed whispers abt something that, based on Hanzo’s flushed and irritated expression, Hanzo clearly doesnt want to talk abt. It HAS piqued you interest when it tends to occur more often whenever you see the Shimada bros tgt. Asking Hanzo about it however just has him to dismiss it and change the subject. Rip.

Later on those hushed conversations do end up occurring in front of you and other overwatch members, in Japanese, since not many people do really know the language and the conversation was prob meant to be abt sth private and secretive.

Except, you do know Japanese. You didn’t exactly inform Hanzo or Genji of it because it seemed really entertaining to have them have these supposedly private Japanese conversations OUT LOUD without realising there were people who understood what they were saying. I mean, if it was a really sensitive thing they should be speaking behind closed doors right? Like cmon lol.

Usually, whenever the Shimada brothers talk to each other in Japanese, they would exchange some form of wit or ridiculous reference to their past (like that time Genji tried to cajole Hanzo into joining the DDR contest during one of the weekly game night sessions, until Hanzo said he still has pictures of Genji’s 16th Birthday Party Incident in Japanese. Ngl you were a lil curious what the incident was, but its likely some form of embarrassing blackmail).

However THIS TIME, it was completely different. You were chilling with a few other overwatch members plus Hanzo and Genji in the recreation room. Cue your surprise when Genji decided to ask Hanzo in Japanese:

“Sooooo…have you confessed your feelings yet, brother?”

Im sorry HANZO?? HAS FEELINGS FOR SOMEONE????? Thank god they weren’t really focusing on you that much otherwise they would have noticed your body tense a little at that. You don’t know exactly how to feel about this because this can either spell sth great or very bad for you, but most likely bad because what are the chances…right?

Hanzo predictably flushes a little, scowling even harder. If you didn’t know any better you would probably have thought that the archer was pissed at Genji about something instead of being embarrassed (tho i mean when has hanzo never been annoyed at genji lol)

At Hanzo’s expression, Genji sighed out loud. “You do realise you can’t stew on your feelings forever-“

“I can if I want to and that is my decision to make, not yours.” Hanzo hissed back. Genji, unbothered by the interruption, continued:

“-and you have been pining for them for like almost a year.”

Hanzo scoffed. Genji kept going. “I mean they are literally just RIGHT THERE. You can ask them out on like a freaking date-“

“-and risk the potential embarrassment and fallout of our current platonic relationship?”

“Look, I doubt y/n would be the kind of person to-“ Sorry, hold the phone. Did Genji say YOUR NAME?? DOES HANZO ACTUALLY LIKE YOU BACK??? HOLY SHEET???? It was literally taking all of your concentration to not combust on the spot and give away the fact you could understand what they were saying in Japanese because HOLY FUCK HANZO RETURNS YOUR FEELINGS??

Ok ok calm down and listen back to the conversation because you were zoning out a bit from the revelation that Hanzo has a crush on you. Genji was still talking.

“-and you can’t be sure that they aren’t interested in you. Heck, from what I see, they seem very receptive to your boneheaded ass-“

“Being friendly and polite in a platonic relationship is no grounds for speculating romantic interest, you idiot. It’s only a common courtesy-“

“-dude do you NOT notice how much closer they are to you compared to anyone else here-“

“-and that means nothing, Genji. Cease this conversation.”

“Hanzo-“

“No. I do not wish to discuss this any further. Regardless of what you say, I severely doubt they would even like me that way.”

“Even then, just TRY. That is all I am asking of you, Hanzo. Because I want you to be happy for once-”

“You know, you guys could just asked me yourself right now if that’s what you are worried about.” You chimed in. “And speaking of which, I do actually like you too, Hanzo, and uhhh I would be totally open for a date anytime?”

Their reactions were priceless. The moment you spoke up in Japanese had the two Shimada brother halt their conversation to look at you in shock. Hanzo in particular had a myriad of expressions too entertaining to watch.

Hanzo practically went through an entire rollercoaster of emotions when you interrupted. Shock at you speaking Japanese, horror when he realised you spoke Japanese and understood it which meant you were able to listen through their conversation this entire time, until he processed the part on you liking him back which turned into a mix of joy, relief, embarrassment…yea rip Hanzo lol.

Genji meanwhile was trying so hard not to laugh because holy sheet your timing was excellent.

He had to shake Hanzo a bit to get him out of a daze, and gestured at him to ask you out. Hanzo gets his wits back after, glares at Genji because he’s such a lil shit. He then glanced at you briefly before looking away all flustered. “So uhhh…I’ll pick you for dinner at 7pm later?”

You gave him you biggest smile and agreed. That was the start of your beautiful romance with Hanzo, albeit with a mildly embarrassing start but hey, you guys got together since then. :3

BONUS: during the date

“I wasn’t aware that you knew Japanese.”

“You didn’t exactly ask me.”

“…Fair point but still.”

BONUS BONUS: immediately after Hanzo asks you out

“Holy fuck finally!”

“I-Cassidy WHAT?”

“Look. I had to sit through y/n telling me that they are crushing on Hanzo, and listen to them whine about how unfairly hot and cool Hanzo is. I couldn’t do anything about it because I had to keep it secret.”

“Mood.”

“Genji, why are you saying mood? I didn’t tell you about my crush on your brother-“

“I had to sit through Hanzo waxing poetry about you whenever he gets in this weird mood or when he gets drunk during our drinking sessions. It was funny at first but then got sad after a while when he kept making himself depressed over the idea you didn’t see him the same way.”

“You did NOT have to reveal that information-“

“You were the one who chose to confide in me, brother.”

“Hmph, then I suppose you won’t mind me showing y/n my collection of blackmail material of you, then.”

“Woah woah woah let’s not go THAT far-“

[smooshi-graysimp]

Lawrie and Angelo trans Hcs (ft crappy drawing

Uhhh ik that trans visibility day is late but too bad I’ll do it anyway and it’s not like people are trans for one day

Btw there’s going to be mentions of transphobia

Lawrie, Angelo, Lawrie and Angelo

My dumbahhhh forgot about this one

Angelo’s old name is was Angela, but he’s nicknamed Angel

When Angelo was a Cupid, he was a girl, a perfect, kind, rule follower, and goody two shoes Cupid. And even then people hated him for being too perfect and would often talk behind his back (he knows, he just pretends to not know and ignore it

He also used to have a boyfriend, boyfriend who shows him the world of earth, and so this is how Angelo discovers his identity. One of the things of how he adventures through his identity is wearing male clothing, it gives him gender euphoria yet he doesn’t really like male clothing that much. (I’ll explain later)

Another is him observing the people, like Fang who looks guy and girl and even neither but is a guy, Otis is a buy looks about neither, Gray masculine but has a feminine body which is also an intro to trans, Lola is feminine and looks like a girl used to be a guy

Another is drag races or lgbtq+ topics but only like a few

(The I’ll explain later) Angelo: screams in feminine but feeling like a guy

After Angelo comes out the other cupids and angels rejects him, they became more mean and is happy that they have validation to their hatred for him. Angelo fights back with their stupid opinion and wants help from his boyfriend

That boyfriends now an ex

And so Angelo fell down to the swamp of love, and met Willow, who surprisingly helped him. Angelo didn’t trust Willow at first and didn’t like her antics or the things she does. Willow makes him worse but Angelo became happier, Angelo trust her more and then they became besties.

Willow tries to rode and air balloon to meet Angelos ex to try to “talk” to him.

Angelo’s skirt is just a dirty swampy ver of his angelic robe and Willow helped him with clothing. Angelo loved the clothing and then he and Willow became fashionista duo. (I also HC that Willow makes clothes but more from scraps rather than from scratch as seen by her clothing)

Angelo learns more lgbtq+ and drag from Willows shows and other stuff she has.

Angelo when taking surgery, Willow helped Angelo by controlling the surgeon with her tadpoles and then Angelo got his transition and Willow happy that she got money saved (and her bestie being happy but she won’t admit that

When Lawrie’s name was Lori, Larry would nicknamed him Lawrie because Lori and Laws. Lawrie would pretend he hates the nickname so that his brother can call him Lawrie more. It works Lawrie would act frustrated and Larry would act like an annoying brother not knowing he’s creating his brothers gender euphoria.

Considering that he’s a cop there should be some injuries and one of them is his voice box. (Umm yes he has no neck… I guess they have it in their head???) and so when his voice box is broken it sounds like Lawrie’s current voice but more distorted and screechy. He would pretend to dislike it but really he loves it and so whenever the engineers (Pam and Jessie) would fix it Lawrie would try to delay it as much as possible, by pretending that there has to be bad guys somewhere and they try to look for it.

Lawrie was worried what his brother would think if he told him he’s trans, he’s worried since there’s law about it and even then would he reject and abandoned him.

Thing is Larry was uneducated about it other than one goes from Girl to boy and boy to girl and there’s laws about it so Lawrie takes Larry to a deep dive about transgenders, the same way how Lawrie figures out that he’s trans, the stories, the feelings, the internet, and his experiences. Larry accepts him but he still a bit confused but accepts him regardless.

Lawrie got a remodel body and loved it even if it takes a month and is expensive.

Angelo: …

Lawrie: …

Angelo: Are you trans?

Lawrie: *screams in trans*

And so when Lawrie and Angelo discovers they’re both trans they talked to each others experiences

Angelo expected that Lawrie’s transition must be easier, well he’s right the transmissions? (Idk if I used the right word) putting his head and info to another body is easy what’s not easy is that it’s even more expensive than surgery and even then the model takes a long time to built so he has to wait. Even then Angelo calls him lucky because people are def less likely to see that he’s trans and so people aren’t like hateful and stuff.

Lawrie was surprised that Angelo still loves himself and is happy even when other people hated him. Angelo tells Lawrie that even if your likable people will still hate you regardless even if there’s no reason and if that’s the case then he’s not gonna be nice and stuff, plus he’s got other people to love and care about. Lawrie understands his advice but he still feels vulnerable about his trans identity and the laws/government.

Angelos and Lawries convo is fine until they get through the acceptance part. Angelo was glad but still jealous that Lawrie gets accepted. Angelo became a bit more condescending and plays pranks on him for a few months before his rage calms down.

Btw the stupidest reason of how I HC Lawrie as trans is because some people draw Lawrie’s chest bigger than Larry and then I was like “hmmm trans” idk what’s my thought process is or even doing through other than “hmmm trans”

[cartoonrival]

do you think sakura could be arospec?

this is something ive been thinking about especially because i hc the rest of team 7 as aro/aspec for their own independent reasons so it just like. seems like shes left out if shes not. to be fully honest i think her sexuality is pretty much free reign in terms of headcanons because even though her crush on sasuke is supposedly at the center of her story theres a million angles you can take on it regarding how genuine that crush actually is. the same argument people use to hc her as a lesbian could be used to say shes aro or that she's literally just not in love with him but still caved the general pressure to pick someone to be in love with.

her crush on sasuke being some form of comphet definitely does carry water, considering how she presents her crush on him to ino and her friends like it's an accomplishment that will make them like her more, and obviously her crush is exaggerated to the point that it wouldn't be a stretch to say she's just acting how she's seen people on tv act when they're in love.

on the other hand, i think observing that sakura has slightly mildly obsessive tendencies from the start is kind of important to understanding how her time with team 7 turns her into the person she is at the end of the story; someone who will go through hell and high water for the people she loves, for the idea of a perfect team that she only got to see flashes of to begin with. she is, after all, the only person who naruto (an insane person) feels understood by in his love for sasuke. that's the reason he feels drawn to her, and he's admitted this multiple times. with this in mind, i also don't think its inaccurate to say that her crush on sasuke could easily be genuine. she's 12, after all, a first crush at that age does make you act stupid.

the point of all this is to set the scene that i truly think people can take whatever angle they want with her sexuality. im honestly not married to any particular headcanon. i think she tends to have an attitude that she understands romance better than naruto does (who is almost definitely accidentally aroacecoded and im tired of acting like thats just my personal headcanon and not well supported by the actual text), which usually makes me lean towards the idea that she has a better idea of these supposedly intrinsic feelings and therefore is allo. her initial struggle to understand naruto's obsession with sasuke (describing it to sai as brotherly) plays into this but im not sure how. it could potentially be ascribed to the idea that she doesn't think it looks like romance because she has a rigid idea of what romance looks like. this is just weird. i feel like she would've suggested to naruto that she thought he was gay if she thought he was gay, but she doesn't do this (saying this in terms of her as a character separated from the person who wrote her. i know why kishi didn't have her suggest that). but maybe naruto being gay just didn't even cross her mind because homophobia runs so deep. but she's a fujoshi so that doesn't seem right either

ok so i guess my answer is no i dont think she is. but i think its well possible for someone to headcanon her arospec and for it to be awesome

[shmowder]

Hello Mr Shmowder

Could I request some hcs for Daniil if the reader is afab and taking T shots? If Daniil would help them getting the testosterone and maybe even administering it himself

I’m not sure if that would be possible in the time era of pathologic but also if the reader had bottom growth how would he react to it

Also I really love the way you write everyone especially Daniil cause I just can’t help loving the prickly prick so I’m really happy there’s you making xreader content for us!

Thank you! you're so kind <33 I love writing for you guys, everyone has been surprisingly supportive and such a delight when it came to my x reader content. I was afraid of the backlash when I started posing patho x reader but I'm so happy I did!

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Both trans Daniil and cis Daniil would be fully supportive of a trans reader - If you meant trans reader. But if it's simply an afab reader taking T shots, then that works too!

Thanatology was still a new science at the time, it was anyone's guess what goes on in that field.

Combating death is a rather broad term for any medical research facility, which is why no one questions Daniil when he keeps requesting monthly orders of hormones, you're going to tell the most infamous doctor in Thanatica "No"?

Good luck if he doesn't chew your head off with his insults first.

While he tends to be a bit prudish, Daniil has shown complete neutrality when it comes to queer people. He doesn't blink twice at Yulia confessing her infatuation of Eva to him. He has known Andrey before in college, who is an open bisexual.

He'd fully support his partner wanting to transition or take hormones.

In the worst case scenario, where he doesn't understand why you want this, it doesn't take much explanation for him to get where you're coming from. He's intellectual first and foremost. Your argument is completely sensible and fair to him.

If anything you'd open cis Daniil's eyes to read more about gender as a construct and research into the subject, while trans Daniil would fully relate and understand you without you having to say much.

People take for granted, looking the way they feel inside. While others have to continuously put in effort in order to reach a point where they're comfortable and happy with their bodies.

His only requirement is that you let him be the one to register the hormone shots to you, especially if you have no experience in the medical field.

He has a rather light hand, don't worry.

Daniil would keep a journal to observe your progress, note down the details in a file he keeps about you.

Act as your personal doctor and entrusted confidant; it's too risky to go to any other doctor about this during this conservative time period.

Your bodily changes, the hair growth, your vocal cords adjusting and thickening. The bottom growth is especially interesting to him, he's genuinely curious and finds the human body ability to adjust and change so beautiful.

This is honestly new grounds for him, even if he is trans, no two experiences are the same and your body could react in ways different than his.

Still, Daniil would try his best to answer your questions and reassure you about any concerns you may have. His medical degree isn't just for show. You'll be safe, he promises.

Your mood shifts are expected, and he isn't surprised when they arrive, alongside your drastic change in libido. Acne and everything that follows after regularly taking testosterone is completely normal. Your body is changing, and the hormone balance is shifting.

Daniil would be there by your side, both as a loving partner and a trusted medical expert.

While you might be a little shy or embarrassed about discussing these topics so openly, Daniil has had much more embarrassing conversations with other patients in his career.

He's jaded to the average person coyness, if anything he'll be the one insisting to check on your progress each week. Measuring your bottom growth, noting any other changes as he examines you over.

Daniil takes notice of how happier you seem these days, how you stare at yourself in the mirror more, how every milestone seems to send you over the moon.

He'd be lying if he said seeing you this happy and confident in your own image didn't make you instantly more attractive to him. The self-assured expression on your face as you look yourself over in the mirror after a shower, clearly enjoying what you see.

The first time he saw you wearing his clothes and filling them out nicely in all the right places, broad shoulders, and a masculine build.

Feeling his heart swell in his chest when you start wearing his cologne while going outside, watching you reestablish yourself and sense of style. Witnessing you coming nicely into your own person after so many years together.

The trips he took you on to act as your fashion advisor when it came to establishing a new wardrobe. Bringing you to his favourite tailor to get measured for a fitted suit.

Like a proud peacock, Daniil flourishes under the attention when you ask him for fashion advice. Puffing his chest and fluffing his feathers as you go through the selection of clothes he picked out from the men's section. How nicely they drape over your body.

And if your taste didn't happen to fall under the masculine umbrella? Daniil has no qualms about whichever style you decide on.

Wear it with pride. That's his advice. Walk with confidence no matter what article of clothing you end up deciding on.

Daniil's been there with you through thick and thin. This experience just reaffirms the strong bond between you two. No matter what happens, what petty arguments or mood clashing you two go through, at the end of the day, you will always find solace and acceptance in one another.

Because he'll come back into the room on his own accord when it's time to administrate the T shots for you, even as he's still giving you the silent treating for calling his new snake-skin shoes ugly.

He's careful, remaining diligent no matter how many times he has done this before. Wiping the area with a disinfecting cotton pad, measuring the content in the needle, and pushing it slightly to get all the air pockets out.

He wasn't lying when he said he has light hands, you barely feel anything but the small prick of the needle tip before it's over.

Feeling his warm body standing so close to your own, you stare at his unbuttoned vest as a way to distract yourself from the sight of the needle going into your skin.

"It's done," Daniil's voice held a soft edge to it, cupping one side of your face with his hand, moving his touch downstairs as he grips your chin, coaxing your head up to meet his eyes.

"You did well."

You realise one thing in that moment. Daniil needed to be the one to personally administrate the hormones to you, not just out of precaution and safety, but for his own comfort of mind.

The complete trust you have in him to keep showing up, to keep putting the effort and never complain or rush it. The deliberate care, the genuine need to be of service to you, to share your burden of responsibility too and not merely be supportive from the sidelines.

Daniil needs to act, he feels the need to be involved in some way to prove how useful he can be. To lessen the weight on your shoulders, to spare you from the mundane chores.

That nothing will push him away or steer him off this path he is determined to walk with you every single step.

Even as the mood shifts and emotional irregulations reach their peak. He might comprehend the scientific explanation behind it but that doesn't change the fact he is still mere human, the two of you are. And his hurt can still be hurt, his ego can still be bruised.

But his resolve will never shatter. That is the one thing he is sure of.

[starshine-valley]

i would love to hear your akikasa hcs!

-same anon from earlier

OMG!!! Anon ily. I’ve been wanting to share some ship headcanons so here we go!!:

-> Tsukasa is a really damm good cook. He makes Akito breakfast whenever he stays over at the Tenmas.

-> Tsukasa, as seen in the new wxs event, is very open to crying however, Akito still has trouble with crying in front of others (take this part with a grain of salt since I don’t remember too much from the Akito focus events bc it’s been a long time) so Tsukasa helps him be more comfortable about being vulnerable. On the flip side, when Tsukasa is dealing toxic positivity, Akito’s there to set him straight.

-> Akito fell hard, then repressed it, Tsukasa fell harder and accepted it. THEN AKITO FELL EVEN HARDER. They both love each other equally as hard <333

-> This is more self indulgent but Akito and Tsukasa met each other before in childhood. Like playing in the sandbox with them and their siblings (+ the Hinomoris). Akito was drawn to Tsukasa but they eventually parted ways and forgot the memory ever happened.

-> Tsukasa is a filthy jacket stealer !!!11!! (Affectionate)

-> MATCHING RINGS !! Akito wears in on a string and wears it as a necklace under his shirt while Tsukasa wears it on his finger. Guess what? The rings are the color of their eyes cause they’re saps who love staring into each other’s eyes. Tsukasa has green and Akito has orange.

-> HAND KISSES AND FOREHEAD KISSES!! Akito kisses Tsukasa’s hand to make him feel like a prince. Tsukasa kisses Akito’s forehead when he’s upset.

-> Toya is the sane observer in their relationship. Akito and Tsukasa go to them for advice on each other because they’re the childhood friend and best friend of the other so naturally, they go to toya for help. They occasionally go to Rui too but at the same time, don’t trust him enough for it. Even after, they still go to Toya (and maybe sometimes Rui) about where to go on dates or if they get into fights.

-> Akito goes to Tsukasa shows and is supportive but not in a loud way. Meanwhile Tsukasa shows up screaming: AKITOOOOOOO

-> Akito makes fun of Tsukasa affectionately.

-> They’re both super fucking clingy. Tsukasa is more obvious about it while Akito would rather die than admit he’s clingy.

-> They have movie nights and like to cuddle !!

-> They both make playlists for each other! Akito’s playlist made by Tsukasa has Musical Theater songs!

-> Speaking of that, Akito listens to some musicals. Not a lot. Maybe just the mainstream ones or the underground ones. Nothing in the in between.

-> Karaoke double dates with ruitoya (or airiena/shihosaki)

-> Ena gives Tsukasa the “thank god you’re taking him away from me” talk while Saki gives Akito the “Don’t break his heart because I love my brother and want him happy” talk. You can practically see the contrast in the siblings.

-> probably have those dumb matching couples shirts (Tsukasa’s idea)

-> When Tsukasa becomes a world future star or something, he’ll brag in interviews about Akito. Meanwhile, when Akito gets asked about Tsukasa, he’s always like: “why am i with that idiot (affectionate)”

-> Tsukasa’s love language is words of affirmation while Akito’s is quality time.

-> they seem like the type to spoil each other tbh

-> Tsukasa plans to propose and has a whole plan about it while Akito one day just does it, ruining his plans (in the best way possible).

-> If they ever become parents, they seem both like the: Cool parents while also being the strict/worries a lot for their child type.

-> Not really a couple headcanon but Pan boyflux Tsukasa and Demiboy gay Akito. (He/they prns for Akito and He/it for Tsukasa).

I have more for AUs but i don’t wanna make this post super long so here you go anon! Sorry for brainrotting so much 😭🙏🏻

[jar-of-maise]

what's up my dears or dearly detested, it's hc time

we're going to focus on love languages with my fav sibling trio today bc i said so

LYNEY:

words of affirmation, physical touch

he has to be a words of affirmation guy fs

but tbh i feel like he'd also try to shy away from it? esp if he's serious (is that possible? well we'll never know) since he has lied...before...and we all know how well detail omission went

so probably acts of service, making you smile, uhhhhhh yeahhhh

probably fond of pet names

will be touchy

i can see him doing pda, not excessively but hes not against it

probably likes hugs? but like the more i think about it the more im not sure about him with physical touch (see Lynette's for more detail) but i think he'd be a cuddle bug

why's this the shortest

oh lyney my poor sweet dear

he gets tired of life, so you're a welcome escape

would lie on your lap

will hold hands with you

would dream of a happy future with you

dude roasts his little brother about still liking fairy tales and pulls this bs smh

honestly as insecure as freminet - just shows it differently

i think all three siblings are traumatised (who could've guessed?)

i feel like he'd pull some very obnoxious french jokes

he likes making you laugh, smile, happy

he's not sunshine he's a solar eclipse

and you my dear, are the stars that surround his entirety

like a planet orbiting him ceaselessly

i dont actually know what that means but apparently it's an actual thing

oh the inherent romanticism of celestial imagery

yeah that's also my tag what about it

i think, though, that lyney can use his charms to very aptly flirt with you

why?

exhibit A: the rainbow rose (real simps know what i'm talking about)

gets lynette to vibe check you, and then her cats, and then freminet (pers honorary judge)

performs exclusive magic shows for you

uh you can let immagination decide what kind of exclusive and magic you want in those

LYNETTE

acts of service, quality time

acts of service girlie fs

she's creepily observant in a good way but like, she also probably accidentally nearly oversteps some boundaries

"Hello Lynette!"

"Hi here's some things for you"

and she hands you a crap ton of stuff that you probably didn't even know you wanted yet

girl just wants the best for you

oh yeah if you're a physical touch person, you might not be overly pleased bc i headcanon her as physically repulsed by romantic gestures and gooey affection (fanfic writers, that's fuel for how she'd react to lyney being in a relationship)

and the reason i hc this is bc of her past, like you can't convince me lynette wasn't traumatised by that noble person

but while she isn't expressive with touch or words, she is a very good listener!

gl if you're allergic to cats too bc she'd def introduce you to them

(if you pass their vibe check you're all good, if not...uh...)

family is very important too so if you pass their vibe check well put that on a resume bc you are impressive

yes she's a gift giver

but i also think that she'd give you some...strange gifts

like you know those cats that bring like dead fish and mice back to their owners? yeah she'd probably do the same honestly...

hopefully not with mice corpses and whatnot

dont worry, she can magic them out of existence if you wish

just like she can to anyone who wrongs you-

shes the best though honestly, very supportive

bonus points if you join in and riff off her robot lingo though that'd honestly be green flag, marriage behaviour (maybe not that last bit but yk)

you probably encourage lyney to deep dive into his antics, much to lynette's fustration

she now babysits not one, two but three toddlers full time

but you probably also bring freminet out of his shell

she loves you for that so you're forgiven

the type to relentlessly tickle you

doesnt take anything serious but takes pillow fights seriously when it counts

she loves dessert and tea a bit more than you

sorry

but she's happy to share <3

FREMINET

quality time, gift giving

oh my god words cannot describe how excited i am for this particular hc

so yeah, he has a voiceline about making penguins for kids

PEOPLE HED MAKE YOU LITTLE PENGUINS

totally gonna make your penguin twin with Pers tho

god thats so cute whys the standard so high

also he's another not-expressive-with-words person so uh, yeah expect muchas time spent together (or not...bc he's always deep sea diving) either way! it's always quality

he is (very obviously) insecure so give him plently of love and affection (or ELSE-)

im still crying over matching penguins, is that juts me

he'd fix your broken machines for you as a love language

bonus points if you like, can, or want to learn how diving tho it's probably a double edged sword right, bc like, on one hand yall can hang out underwater and who needs aquarium dates when you can BE in the sea

but on the other hand, you now have access to his vulnerable and safe space

yeah you better treat him right or else

he'd probably get carried away with his mechanical stuff and make you a crap ton of toys

maybe not the cuddly kind either so js be prepared for that

god hes such a bean tho

an anxiety bean

btw, he very much believes in fairy tales and what not, so do us all a favour and believe in the magic with him

OR ELSE

ik i say that a lot

i feel like-

i dont actually know i forgot, someone messaged me and i lost my train of thought

ANYWAYS

just freminet being the softest, cutest boy

[ao3-oner]

hello! I know you've been talking about We Keep Falling Apart AU (which I also love) but would you have any more hcs or snippets you can share for Summoner Id (Your Name on My Lips)? I really really love it! It was so funny but also so heartfelt?? And all the characters and sideships were so great!! Zeus' reaction to "babe" had me on the floor laughing (just like Kanavi), Jihoon and Sanghyeok slowly and slowly being more open with their feelings, Kanavi being an overall boss. I loved it!

Hi, and thanks for the ask!

I'm super glad to hear that you liked Summoner Id! I honestly really like that fic, too - shoutout to my friend who gave me the encouragement I needed to go through with writing it when I was uncertain about whether I should! Like you said, I feel like this fic allowed me to combine a lot of the things I really like to incorporate in my writing - humor, angst, romance - all kind of rolled up into one giant mess, and I'm really glad that it turned out to be such a fun story.

With that said, I didn't really plan out a full AU for it - I know a few people initially assumed it was part of the WKFA universe, but it's not - so when it comes to hcs or snippets I guess I can just think about it now?

I mean, several of my WKFA headcanons still apply to this fic's universe, too - RuLehends were exclusive fwbs during '22, Kanavi-Chovy-Lehends have been besties since Griffin days, etc. - so I suppose the most unique part would be the other side relationships featured in the fic, i.e. the Choker, GuKe and OZ. My thoughts on those can best be described as... situationships. Situationships everywhere. Primarily due to the fact that none of these players can communicate about their emotions for shit.

GuKe (as usual) are the ones who are the most together (other than CanMaker, who did get a subtle nod, but I digress) - like Ruler observes in the fic, they definitely have a couple-esque relationship, and everyone knows they've spoken for each other. They haven't quite put an official label on what they have yet, though, mostly because Keria doesn't really feel the need to, and that has been giving our possessive king Guma a smidge of anxiety. For the most part, they're doing everything a committed couple would do, from the pet names to the physicality to the quality time.

I think that Choker is very much still trying to figure out where they stand with each other - I mean we hear from Faker first-hand in the fic how he's trying to navigate how he feels about Chovy (since he's never really felt this way about anyone before), whereas Chovy openly flirts with him but internally is still very starstruck, very "what do you mean I could actually bag the Lee Sanghyuk". I hc that they first met up for lunch 1-on-1 at Worlds '22, and since then they've discovered that they enjoy each other's company and have been going out for "appointments" together throughout the '23 spring split. It's still very new to both of them, which is exciting, but also kind of terrifying, especially for Sanghyuk, since everyone expects him to be a paragon in all things.

OZ... lmao these nerds... Their current status is Zeus constantly googling "my stupid hot jungler keeps calling me his 'girlfriend' and teasing me and now we're sleeping together... help??" and the only response he's getting is missing pings. Oner thinks they're dating. Zeus thinks that Oner's straight and is just being a bro/fucking with him. Not an ounce of communication is going on. It's a time, but isn't it always.

So, yeah, those are some of my thoughts! Feel free to send another message if there's anything more specific you're curious about - I am always happy to chat.

Thanks again for reaching out, and have a good one!