#i think she's sort of still annoyed but by the end of the night they're making out again or smth idk

[melonyfelonyfellonme]

Imagine somehow Sutherland runs into Lavellan during Veilguard, and he's like, "Oh you won't believe this, there was a demon in the rotunda in Skyhold"

And she's like, "Oh I knew that" [not over it]

But he continues, "Not one I've ever seen before; it was a Regret demon."

And she turns and looks at Solas and she kinda laughs gently and goes, "Yep. Knew that too."

[galactic-rhea]

Here's an unprompted bunch of Anidala headcanons because I had an awful, awful night/day and I need to ignore life somehow ✨

CW for Fluff(? Overload...probably?

- Whenever he gets the chance, Anakin doesn't take Padmé's hand rather her wrist to check her pulse. Yeaaaaah. i know.

-Padmé has shot Anakin several times (not that he didn't dodge them) because he tends to show up unnanounced through a window or a vent and because Padme gets assasination attempts like twice per week. The handmaidens ALSO have shot him several times, same reasons.

-Padmé is the one that gets "cute agression', aka: Bites, squeezes, headbutts, tackles, punches and pulls of Anakin's hair. In an Vaderdala AU, however...........I think she still bites, lol. She never gets to show emotions at all, of course she spills them all with Anakin, even if the results are weird.

-They're actually very old fashioned (tm). Like, even for the SW standards, common people would think they're weird because they probably recite poems in the equivalent of Space Latín. Probably because Padmé is an ex-queen and neither of them had a normal childhood, neither of them actually know how to act socially outside of formality. They're in their 20s but act like in their 50s idk.

-I don't think Padmé is very religious, but you bet that Anakin decided to study whatever nubian religioin he married into and all the customs. He considers himself more of a nubian than anything else.

-Here's a hilarious one: For some odd will of the universe, the gods, the force or whatever, Jar Jar usually manages to Tag along and third-wheel their dates. And is even more funny because they barely care, So the annoyed one ends being fricking Jar Jar of all people. They're there reciting their wedding vows for the fith time that day and Jar Jar is right there like "Meesa getting fed up of this", but he STILLS tags along.

-At first it startled her, but it kinda became sort of a "normal sunday when Anakin isn't on the battle front"; Anakin literally dragging himself after escaping from the medbay just to drop half-conscious on Padmé's floor like "Honey, I'm Home". And he still has a piece of shattered glass somewhere. Cue to Padme shaking her head and calling for her handmaidens to bring a medkit or to call Kix.Again.

-Padmé lowkey stole several of Anakin's jedi cloaks. Also a poncho.

[missyandthemisfits]

The Black Bulls x Chubby!Reader

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How would they react to developing a crush on a chubby magic knight??? Heck if I know but I got some ideas-

Asta 

- If there's one person on this list of suitors who just straight up does not care about size, it's this one right here

- You're strong, you're a great cook, and he has fun with you- that's all this one cares about, really

- Unfortunately, he's not the brightest bulb and he doesn't exactly get it when he's being approached romantically, so they're gonna have to spell it out in some way shape or form 

- It is only after you two are together that he realizes 'You know what? I think I've had a crush on you for a while now'

- Such a cute dork

Magna 

- Not gonna lie, he's gonna want someone whom he can lift so he can fLEX on everyone-

- That said if you're cute and sassy enough, man is hitting the workout sessions HARD, just to be able to carry all that gorgeous around town- basically the ultimate flex

- He obviously is the first to confess albeit extremely flustered and surprisingly full of self doubt 

- He's actually kind of insecure, especially about his looks - go easy on him 

Luck 

- Honestly? Very into someone on the plusher side and for completely selfish reasons at that - huge, HUGE cuddler once you get him down long enough (plz wrestle him he wants it so bad)

- Is ever so slight the tease, doesn't help that he's incredibly subtle about it either 

- Makes a point to be around you damn near 24/7 so that way when he's not around, you definitely notice (calculated) the lack of lighthearted teasing

- Believe it or not, 100% makes sure he's got a fighting chance before confessing - he can't afford to be rejected by someone who means this much to him (can't handle that)

-Also be wary, randomly grabs you just... all the time, consciously and unconsciously. You've become his single yet constant source of comfort 

Vanessa

- Forgive her she means well, but may or may not unintentionally offend by offering up diets and routines and walks around town together - I SWEAR she's only trying to be kind

- If you're honest about your feelings on it though, she feels just AWFUL and apologetic and buys you many, many gifts to try and make up for it

- Truthfully, you guys just kinda ended up becoming an item one day - rumors of a drunken kiss still floating around town, unconfirmed 

- Doesn't mind it too much all in all, especially if you spoil her

Finral

- He's a little apprehensive about it at first, his mind barreling back into the teasing of how scrawny and weak he is and he's not entirely confident in his ability to shall we say satisfy -

- Buuuut quickly says 'Screw it' when he realizes how amazing you are, on and off the battlefield 

- When I say this man cannot WAIT for the end of every night just to hold you??? I MEAN IT

-  Very soft for his soft s/o, would give them the moon

Charmy

- You already know she doesn't care like come on

- And honestly, she may try to pressure you into many, many impromptu snacking sessions. Food is cooked by her 97% of the time, always. 

- However if you have any personal health or fitness goals, Charmy is more than capable of curtailing menus to be healthy AND tasty so that's a plus for sure - but you will have to drag her along if you want her to walk with you

- Again, the relationship just sort of happened - even you two aren't quite sure when

Gauche

- Sorry lovelies but this man's first ever comment may be about your weight, granted he was already upset about Asta and Marie earlier but STILL - no bueno

- It's only after he starts getting to know you that he realizes what complete ASS he was during that first meeting. Will eventually apologize for that, it's said very softly and he sounds kind of annoyed but he's more annoyed with himself than anything 

- It's gonna take quite some time to worm much of anything that isn't full of sarcasm out of him, let alone a confession, unless you decide to take that first step

- Hope you're ready for the slowest of burns -

Gordon

- If you think this awkward bean would EVER judge you on your weight, or anything for that matter, think again!

- Absolutely adores you for you; all your dimples and folds, all your past trauma, every facet of you is something he wants to learn more of and explore - absolutely all of it

- He develops a crush pretty early on but good luck getting that confession out of him 

- Absolutely will nOT confess until you do because he needs to be 1000% sure he's not gonna scare you off like he did the others...

- Hand holding is must, it comforts him so 

- Truthfully anything more than light sweet touches will send him to the moon, so be wary of feinting if you go in for a smooch

Grey 

- So very, very shy this one is

- Doesn't actually care about your size, only about how you treat others and most importantly yourself - won't stand for negative talk and bombards you with "T-that's not true at all...!" followed closely by an entire assortment of things that make you so great in her eyes

- Just... so damn sweet 

- You'll definitely be the one initiating anything and everything romantic, to include a confession so uh yea 

- Just LOVES holding onto your arm once she's comfortable enough, both for support and as something of physical affection 

Zora

- Yeeeea dubs you something akin to 'Chubs' upon meeting you, there's like...no way around that. He's mostly harmless tho...mostly

- Truthfully tho he's actually really attracted to curves - not that he's ever gonna tell you that (not without a teasing smirk and remark, anyway) 

- He's gonna be dropping the most subtle hints that he's interested in you and the harmless flirting is eventually gonna turn into legitimately pining on both sides so you just flat out tell him one day "If we're gonna keep going like this, we should at least be official..."

- He was content with a situationship of sorts, but a relationship certainly has it perks - ones he could get behind given time 

Henry

- This sweetheart is just ecstatic he's found someone with such a plethora of mana (or no mana at all, your choice), someone he can actually be around for more than a few seconds - he does NOT care  

- Helps if you're nice, but won't shun you away if you have a mean streak- he's not that type of guy

- Believe it or not, he's actually the first to cave and confess his undying love - and no that is not an exaggeration he genuinely falls very hard and very fast 

- His biggest dream is to be able to hold you in his admittedly frail arms, caress your hair, and whisper sweet nothings to you as you drift to sleep

- He'll keep that dream close to his heart until he can make it a reality

Secre 

- Not one for judgment, but also not one for romance so this one might be tough

- She's a sucker for people who are upbeat and positive though so if you've got that going for you, you stand a really good chance of at least grabbing her attention 

- Slowest of slow burns here, folks 

- You'll be the one administering the confession , as well as many complements, to a very adorably flustered Secre and boy is that priceless 

- She very much enjoys pockets, will constantly have her hands in yours for comfort - a little weird but very cute 

Noelle

- Yes absolutely she has a preference and it's definitely not chubby- no offense (please do not take offense I for one think you're amazing)

- It's gonna take someone with a strong backbone to handle the condescending frowns and holier-than-thou attitude that comes along with crushing on this one, you've been warned 

- It'll take a while of chipping away at her steely exterior before she's ready to give way to the fact that yea, you're pretty darn cute 

- You confess several different times before she gives it a real go - hang in there 

Nacht

- May come as a surprise, but he doesn't really care about size - just about the character of your person 

- So yes he's all for someone on the curvy side, actually one of the few that compliments you outright upon meeting you

- Probably puts you through a serious of subtle tests to see how suitable you really are and how compatible you may be with him (cause let's face it, he plays for keeps) but he's very honest about the fact that he's interested in pursuing you romantically 

- Touches are feather light in public, but he very much likes to have his hand at the small of your back or gingerly around your waist 

- A man who knows what he wants and is not afraid to pursue it? Hell.Yes.

Yami

- Excuse me but this guy dreams of having some short, curvy so and so on his arm - someone he can really grab onto

- He's got this glint in his eyes that almost creeps you out at first but is quickly squelched by the invitation to drinks

- It only takes 2 more trips to one bar or another for him to know he wants to start talking to you on a more personal level 

- Will grab ass anywhere, anytime so just... keep that in mind

- Less of a solid confession, more of a drunken offer, something along the lines of "Hey, we should totally make this a thing. This us thing or whatever it is-,"

- He's slurring and you're positive he won't remember a damn thing but he remembers everything, all the way down to how gorgeous you looked that evening 

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A/N - I want you all to remember that no matter WHAT size you are; you deserve love, happiness, and to feel good in that beautiful skin you're in! <3

[thenighthekate]

Am I the one you want ( t.k. )

This little thing, once proud in love and lust, now hides its face and soon it will be dust.

Her hair was wild, flying around in the wind. Her eyes closed, her back arched, the window rolled down as they sped on the highway. It was late at night, the moon already shining for hours, casting a silver glow above the streets. Stars twinkled in the dark sky, the small light specks reflecting in his eyes.

She turned to look at him, a small smile pulled her lips, a childish look on her face. Her hand reached out to touch his thigh, his gaze suddenly turning from the road to look at her. Tom matched her expression, his own fingers travelling to her head, gently taking a strand of hair and putting it behind her ear.

" Watch where you're going." Her soft voice sounded over the roaring of the car and the radio wich was playing a random tune.

" Don't worry about it." He said with a light laugh, his eyes shifting ahead of him for just a second. She let out a hum, turning back to look out the open window.

Hills and mountains flashed by them, his car speeding further up. It felt like they were getting closer to the sky, the cold night air hitting them in their faces, for a moment it felt like they would reach the clouds.

They came to a stop not far from the drop of the hill, plants littering the area. She opened the door and got out, rocks and sand turning underneath her feet as she walked closer to the edge, her arms folding and holding herself around her waist. She felt calm, the sort of calmness you would feel at the world's end, no backing out.

Tom walked closer to her frame, his chest hitting her back, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. She could feel his breath meet her neck, his nose inching closer only to be nuzzled in her hair. Light kisses were left on her skin, their bodies swaying left to right.

" When are you going to be all mine?" It came out as a whisper, so quiet and pure he almost didn't catch it. He thought they were done with this conversation, he thought he had answered all the life questions that were clouding her mind.

With a slightly annoyed sigh he stepped back from her warmth, his feet carrying him back to the car, his body leaning against the shiny exterior as he shuffled around his pockets. She turned to look at him, frown upon her face, her eyebrows scrunched and sad eyes staring up at him. " It's not as simple as you think." A cigarette sat comfortably between his lips, a hand cupping the end while he sparked a flame to light it. " Even if I bring up divorce now it's not gonna be another year till I'm single." His tone shifted, now becoming a full dad voice.

The voice was the one he used often, whenever she didn't get something his whole demeanor would switch. Honestly it made her feel small, stupid in the worst scenarios.

" You could give peace a chance for once." She watched as smoke swirled around his head, through the gray clouds his piercing eyes still throwing daggers in hers.

" You're young, have the world in your hands. You should live."

" You're calling me delusional for wanting you?" With every word that left her mouth she stepped closer, poison flowing freely from her lips.

Yet another sigh sounded out from the man in front of her, his forehead creasing, trying to see the girl's mind. " It's not easy for me either, but if I do it now it's gonna create a lot of drama." The cigarette was long forgotten, only the ashy bud was laying on the ground beneath them. " You know I love you, right?" She was at an arm reach, his words thick like honey pulling her closer and sticking her common sense into a bundle. With his arms around her waist, they're noses were almost touching, sharing the same air in between them.

Her lashes fluttered for a second before she nodded, big eyes staring up into the face of her lover.

She knew this cycle would continue, she knew his heart was split between her and the woman who could actually show him off. The woman who got to sleep next to him every night, the woman whose arms he'll always run back to. It was toxic, she knew it. She knew that the older man infront of her would only bring pain, love for a night and an aching heart for the rest of the week. She was stupid, naive, far too young to be expecting to be his first choice.

Part two Part three

[starrystevie]

based on this post because i couldn't read it and not picture it as anything but steddie

the house is quiet. it's steve's favorite time of the day when everything feels still, comfortable and warm, like a cozy cocoon that his family has built around themselves. daisy is curled up at his side like a personal heater, her head resting peacefully on steve's stomach as they snuggle in bed. he knows eddie will come in after finishing up the kids' bedtime story and yell at him for letting the dog on the bed, but steve knows he'll get away with it once they both turn puppy dog eyes on him. he always does.

steve's just about to put his bookmark in between the pages of his book and turn off the bedside light for the night when there is what can only be explained as a commotion on the other side of the house. it startles both steve and daisy, her big head perking up immediately, cocked to the side as she tries to place the sound before jumping off onto to the floor. steve follows quickly and is standing fast enough that his vision goes a bit blurry.

he hasn't had this fear in a long time. he hasn't felt the need to reach for the bat under his bed in years. his heart starts to beat a tick faster, but then he hears it.

they're laughing.

both he and daisy make their way down the hallway to the kids room where streams of multicolored light spills out over the hardwood from the mini disco ball josephine just had to have. he doesn't even make it halfway to their room when he hears just what they're all laughing about.

"dad, do the voices! you always do the voices!"

by the time steve is leaning against the open doorway, he sees it: his home. it's his kids, josephine and winnie, sitting up excitedly in their beds. winnie's damn near falling out of her bed as she tries to sneak peeks at the pages of their bedtime story. and it's eddie, salt and pepper hair piled on top of his head with glasses almost falling off his nose as he reaches his hands up to imitate some sort of soldier or king or something steve can't figure out.

eddie's yelling some speech with a big boisterous voice, the girls are shrieking with smiles wide enough to split their faces, and steve can't do anything other than take it all in. daisy pushes past him and goes to jump on joey's bed, kissing her into another laughing fit.

"my king!" eddie says once he's spotted steve, bending to one knee with a closed fist over his heart. josephine pulls herself up to her knees on her bed to copy her dad and winnie, who will do anything her big sister does, follows suit. "to what do we owe this most wonderful pleasure?"

eddie's smiling this mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling like the stars the girls stuck to the walls, and steve feels that familiar tug in his heart that always seems to come around when he thinks about how damn lucky he is. he playfully rolls his eyes in opposition of how much love he feels and hurries across the room to press a quick kiss to the top of his head.

"at ease," steve murmurs, his voice a little flat. he's not as good at the fantasy voices as eddie is. "just had to come see what all the ruckus was about."

eddie scrunches his nose, standing back up and pressing a kiss of his own to steve's cheek. he can hear the girls behind them faking a gag, winnie's tiny elongated 'ewwwww' barely audible over how loud joey's acting is. when he gets a good look at them, josephine has found a way to lay across her bed to play dead and it forces a giggle out of winnie.

"why do you guys have to be so gross all the time?" josephine says, picking her head up only to drop it back down, eyes closed and tongue sticking out.

"to annoy you, obviously." steve's response it dry enough to have eddie chuckling at his side. "how much longer do you have?"

steve nods to the book and eddie looks down at where his finger is holding place. he scans over the pages, eyes growing larger when he realizes just how far away the end of the chapter is. he pulls the hand painted bookmark off of the girls' bedside table and sets the book down despite the groans it gets him in return.

"looks like we're done for the night, fair maidens."

"do we really have to be done, dad?" winnie's trying her hardest to get eddie to pick the book back up. her lip is pouted and her big brown eyes are wide enough that even steve almost caves to the 4 year old, but eddie's shaking his head and tucking her in instead.

"just for tonight, nugget," he whispers against the side of her head as he presses a kiss to her temple.

"but daaaaad-" josephine starts, fighting against steve as he tries to pull the blanket up to her chin.

"nope, no buts, joey girl. it's a school night anyway. you guys can read more tomorrow night."

with the girls grumbling, the two dads trade off kissing them each good night and steve flicks off the bedside lamp to leave only the disco ball flickering rainbow colors over the room. daisy curls up next to josephine who promptly picks up her covers to settle over them both.

when the door clicks shut, eddie lets an arm loop around steve's waist, bringing him in for a soft kiss. they pull away with a smile, crow-footed eyes crinkling in the low hallway light.

"sorry that we got too loud." eddie looks sheepish in that endearing way that he knows will get him of the hook, but steve just shakes his head before reaching his hand up to pick the reading glasses off his husband's face.

"no need to be sorry. you know i love seeing them that happy."

when they turn off the light for the night, tangled around each other before flopping onto their sides of the bed, steve breathes in deep. he gives his husband a kiss goodnight and doesn't think about the bat under his bed. instead, he thinks about his family, winnie's big brown eyes and josephine's toothy grin and eddie's hand forever in his own, comfortable and warm in the home they built around each other.

[y-rhywbeth2]

Been thinking on the afterlives of the party:

I mean Shadowheart is faithful, so Gates of the Moon or Palace of Night (unless Shar is feeling stupid and short-sighted again and wants to lessen her own power by abandoning a powerful faithful soul).

Halsin is faithful and an elf, most likely to go to Arvandor but could get claimed by Silvanus.

Mystra is willing to claim Gale, if he's still mortal, so it's up to him.

Karlach's been praying to gods such as Lathander and Selune as she approaches death, and the gods do take deathbed conversions from compatible mortals, so she could potentially end up with Shadowheart. Cleric characters can also pray with her, so she could go with a Tav.

Wyll's so incredibly lapsed/areligious that you wouldn't call him faithful, but he acts in accordance with the teachings of the Triad, so I'm pretty sure that gives them a potential 'in' if he takes it.

Lae'zel is faithless (Vlaakith is not a god). She can easily dodge that by just not dying on Toril though.

Minthara: false false false false

Astarion is not only faithless but pointedly so. As an elf he theoretically has a foot in the door to Arvandor, but considering his relationship with the Seldarine is probably terrible...

Durge is either Bhaal's faithful or false, and as a Bhaalspawn should go to Gehenna regardless, though Jergal apparently has called dibs and they could seek another faith if we ignore that second bit. There are lots of gods you can pray to in this game. Most of them evil! Shar, Loviatar, Bane... most of them are Bhaal's co-workers, so you can sort of end up in the afterlife where your estranged and pissy dad usually lives and works.

Anyone who undergoes ceremorphosis might have 'property of Ilsensine' stamped on them...?

The Wall of the Faithless has been struck from SCAG errata, apparently, so I guess anybody who doesn't have a place in the afterlife (statistically; Minthara, likely Astarion, maybe Durge and Wyll) is going to be getting a job in one of the most boring cities on the planes, False or Faithless. At least there are occasional invasions from the Abyss, weird politicking with devils, and Jergal sometimes secretly sends souls out into the planes as undead on missions, so it could get interesting sometimes...

(All of this assuming that Jergal doesn't flat out claim any or all of them and fudge the reports the way he casually omits usage of undead from them when he hands them in to Kelemvor. Still comes out to the same result though.)

(There is the question of whether the personality is going to stay intact once they're dead, and what position you get; Myrkul's petitioners sometimes got to be 'princes' of sections of the City, while others were just faceless, identity-less wraiths wandering aimlessly. Cyric turned his into weird monsters who also didn't really remember who they were... The gods get to decide whether you keep your personality or not.)

Speaking of; Myrkul's domain is presumably still within the City of Judgement, so Ketheric is probably there! Dunno about your Tavs or Durge but mine is going to have a beautiful reunion if the idiot ever dies and ends up on the Fugue and Ketheric still has his memories and personality. Eternal punishment: spending eternity continuing the hell that was having this brat/this annoying old fuck as a co-worker.

More fun: maybe Myrkul still has an avatar there! That's not going to be awkward At All. Repeatable boss battles!

[sunny-mercya]

Not so Subtle

James Maguire x Male Reader

Fandom -> Derry Girls

Requested by -> Anon

Masterlist

»Obviously, we knew about ya two, James.« Michelle said it as if it had been some already worldwide known fact—chewing her gum obnoxiously loudly—and crosses her arms as she leans against the counter, looking at her cousin with such a smug, wickedly, grin that James (only in this moment) wants to throttle her, because Michelle really knows how to be a annoying ass—or more shake her like some salt shaker—a bit, just a bit.

»Excuse me?« James was flabbergasted, in all honesty.

And this is a sort of moment for James to feel mortified distraught, because he really had thought, actually believing himself that he's so witty smart—and truly cunning like a english men, which he proudly is after all—to make his relationship with [Name] as much subtle as possible and fool everyone else into thinking it's nonexistent.

»Yeah, so obviously like the Polar bears on the South-pole« Orla's input of commentary certainly didn't help the situation—James momentarily dilemma—his god blessed friend snacking on some sweets, like always, like a nonstop task to do.

Not that James is of anything ashamed or that being with [Name] is embarrassing—this sounded wrong and if Michelle hears such, she would kick James hard in the butt or rugby slam him onto the ground—it's just, it's none of their business who he has a romantic relationship with.

But these girls are so nosy sometimes, like so hella nosy that it creates some chaotic energy, that keeping a secret is not so easy.

»North pole. Orla. North pole. Polar bears are on the north pole.« Erin starts with correcting her cousin, which got her in a back and forth with Orla, to than adding her own two pennies to the already known not so new news.

»Doesn't matter now! Besides, it's a good thing ya actually telling us though and not keeping it a secret for life long.«

So it turns out, when James did decided to finally tell the girls, it apparently wasn't that subtle enough to even warrant a surprising reaction.

»Well! I think James and [Name] are really cute together and I'm giving them my blessing!« Claire fumbling a bit with her words in the end, giving a thumbs up and smiling encouraging—and really, Claire is such a sweetheart.

Although Claire's comment created a whole new level of discussion between the girls, forgetting momentarily about James and his bravery about telling them that he and [Name]—his boyfriend a tad bit late with the promised pizza and fish and chips—are together and James didn't knew if the girls knew that his relationship is nearing a two year anniversary or not, but he won't mention it.

»Girls! I've brought our dinner!« your calling from the front door, broke off the discussion—all four looking towards the kitchen door, it had slipped for some minutes their mind for what they're actually being in the [Surname] house—and James quickly walked out of the kitchen to help you—he really just wanted an excuse not to be in this warm environment of teasing.

~~~•~~~

»So, how did you know we're together?« it's a question James had asked, because he really itch for a answer, during the movie of their saturday girls night—Erin's mom would've asked if it even could be called „Girls Night“ with two boy being there and then her Grandpa would say, of course with this wee english fella its still considered a girls night.

»Well, ya english aren't so sly as ya believe to be.«

»She's right, I saw ya holding [Name]'s hand during the whole walk to school and home.«

»See! English are to terrible when it comes to secret romance!«

»James also terrible at giving gifts. He had gifted [Name] a British flag tea cup. Candy would've been the better choice.«

These answers aren't answers at all and neither helpful nor logical, James should've known better than to voice his question.

»Oh, I've told them like a week ago,« you said it so casual as if it's an obvious thing to say—and when James had felt distraught before than he feels distressed now, because why did you told them? Oh right, because these girls are your best friends.

»[Name]?!« James whines, bending forward and hiding his face in his hands—feeling betrayed, kinda, for what did he put so much effort and confidently courage in himself to tell them—just go have it all go in vain, because you already told them and now James felt like a fool (Orla's well meant reassuring pats on his back, didn't help at all) probably even looked like one.

»Oh, now you've made the poor english fella cry, [Nickname].« your dads commenting, when he passed by the living room—to check if everything still doing okay, as sometimes these girl nights could turn out into disaster and chaos, like last month when they have accidentally set the table on fire—really wanted to make James sob, because please, give him a rest from such tease.

As an apology, James had gotten—after leaning back at the couch—a few quick smooches on the cheek from you and the world for James feels right again.

[aayakashii]

((splitting this ask in2 3 parts lmk if it gets annoying 😖will also probably post on my main acc hope u don't mind))

dumps this in2 ur askbox enjoy!

rabbit mating context note: okok now! admittedly, i use ruts pretty loosely. rabbits don't really have ruts, they're constantly ready to go. however, rabbits do most often mate during the warmer months, including spring and summer. peak breeding usually happens in april or may. whether or not rabbits breed is entirely dependent on the female. if she decides no, then it’s no! the male just has to try his luck elsewhere. males tend to bite the necks of females when mating, too. why do they do this? no idea. it’s so funny.

now, as far as behavior goes, male rabbits typically tend to sniff, lick, nuzzle, and circle their partner of interest. how, pray tell, would this reflect on haru?

well, let's start off by saying he knows it's weird. he knows it's strange. he can't really help it. he just gets... urges. first, it starts with him almost "patrolling" you. he'll find you playing with peekaboo or helping to feed the animals while ren's slacking off. it'll start subtle. he comes up close to you and starts a conversation, playing off his movements as him being more hyper than usual. which, technically isn't wrong. but eventually, you notice a pattern. he's walking around you in circles. not totally unusual, but still odd. when you bring it up to him, he sort of startles, not even realizing he'd been doing that. he shakes his head and apologizes, but still ends up doing it if he finds you again. he doesn't realize that he's succumbing to the urges just yet.

other times, the second he sees you, and catches a whiff of your pheromones even from afar, he finds himself following your scent straight to you. it's like a switch goes off, and the timer starts. he falls into a trance, his eyes glazing over simply from how sweet you smell. something about it just makes him salivate. you can tell he's not really himself when he approaches, blinded by something as he immediately leans into you, inhaling deeply and burying his nose into the crook of your neck. his nose twitches and he groans, pleased at the full force of such sweet hormones. his nose twitches like a rabbit's does, and he moves up your neck, his lips and nose occasionally touching your neck. you don't stop him, if anything finding this quite amusing. he also unintentionally circles you while he does this, too, shifting from one side of your neck to the other, from your backside to your front, just sniffing at your neck. to snap him out of it, you gently remind him that you have chores to do. it's only when you say his name that he snaps back to reality, the timer comes to a screeching halt, and he realizes what he's doing. he apologizes profusely, thoroughly mortified at his own behavior, but even as he's walking away, he can't shake the lingering arousal and heat creeping up his spine and pooling in his lower abdomen.

then the dreams start. they're sex dreams, to which he is no stranger, but the odd ones about these were that they were about you. his cock presses eagerly against his boxers as he recalls the dream: simply breeding you until neither of you could stand any longer. his bunny ears twitch, and he can hear you sleeping some distance away, after you'd decided to stay and help with the mission. the quiet sounds of your breathing have the opposite effect of calming him down. he begins to wonder what position you're sleeping in, if you're curled up in a ball or loafed like a cat, your hips raised in the air like they were in his dream. for the rest of his nights, all he can think about - after he inevitably wakes up from yet another sex dream, of course - is how pretty your moans must be compared to the soft sounds of your breathing, how cute you would be if you mated with him like in his dream, how pretty your pussy would be, fluttering around his cock and leaking out his cum. he's unable to get much sleep, becoming restless.

after the simple sniffing, haru finds himself getting bolder without realizing it. the sweet scent of your pheromones catch him once again, and he makes a hasty beeline for you. now, he even goes as far as to nuzzle you, rubbing his cheek against yours in a show of affection. you don't think much of it, but you don't realize he's quite out of it when he does that, dizzy from the scent of your pheromones and his timer slowly ticking down, down, down. at least, you don't realize it until he starts licking you. they're small, almost kitten-like licks. using just the tip of his tongue, he'll give you short licks on the back of your neck, behind your ears, on your chin, just above your collarbone, and on the back of your hand if he can't get close enough. when he first does it, you jump, not expecting to feel something warm and wet on the back of your neck. you can immediately tell it's haru from the cute sounds of his sniffing and twitching bunny ears flopping over your shoulder. you jumping in surprise isn't enough to stop him. he continues licking you and sniffing at your neck. his eyes appear glazed over once again, and despite his sniffing, you hear him breathing heavily. his hands start to twitch, wanting to hold you, and his body shivers, resisting the urge to thrust his hips forward and grind against you. once again, all it takes to get him to snap back to reality is calling his name. granted, it takes a few tries this time. he's almost too far gone, drowning in lust and the delicious, sweet smell of your pheromones. when he does snap out of it, he's mortified, unable to believe he let himself go this far. once again, the timer comes to a halt and his eyes regain their sharpness. he’s getting closer and closer to his timed explosion.

despite himself, these things keep happening. he keeps following your scent, keeps burying his nose in your neck, keeps licking behind your ear, keeps dreaming of thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting… he feels warm all the time now, a seemingly permanent blush on his face and neck. he can hardly eat, sleep, or work, too focused on the prospect of an eligible mate and his urgent need to breed. he wonders how animals manage to function like this - walking around with such intense desires coursing through them all the time. he’s never felt such intense desire, never smelled such sweet smells, sever felt like it was only a matter of time before he snapped. it all comes to a head one day when he finds you again, alone, after putting Peekaboo down for his afternoon nap. his ears perk up at the sight of you and his tail twitches upwards, a sign of the immediate arousal he feels in your presence. he bounds over to you to greet you, immediately becoming intoxicated on your potent pheromones yet again. the switch flips and the timer continues. he nuzzles into your neck again, rubbing his cheek along your skin and inhaling your scent. he listens to you as you ramble about putting the animals to bed, only partially listening as his hands slide to your waist, his fingers twitching defiantly as he resists the urge to grab your ass. it is when you refer to yourself as “mama” in reference to Peekaboo that something clicks. (shamelessly using this idea from 👻 anon, 100% haru’s trigger word is “mama”) his mouth goes dry. he blinks a few times, the lustful haze growing stronger. your scent so close to his nose not helping him at all. the timer goes off. he explodes.

he wrestles you down into the grass, pressing himself against your backside. he shifts so he’s kneeling over you, his arms wrapped around your midsection, his hips pressed flush against yours. he’s so far gone that he starts humping you immediately, not even bothering to maneuver his clothes out of the way before seeking friction. his lips press into the back of your neck, little whimpers and whines spilling from him. of course, you don’t reject him, and it takes a bit of maneuvering because haru simply refuses to stop humping you, but eventually, he’s sinking his cock into your warm depths, and sinking his teeth into the back of your neck. he doesn’t bother going slow, quickly pumping his cock in and out of your hole, moaning through his teeth. he can’t even think straight, all of his focus on keeping up his fast pace, lost in the feeling of your walls sliding against his hard cock. when he gets close, he pushes your knees apart with his own, pressing himself against you even deeper. his moans sound desperate and whiny, and you can feel him shivering as he nears his climax. he releases your neck and moves his lips to your ears, quietly begging you to please let him cum inside, please let him breed you, please let him make you a mama…

and this is only the first of many, many times that he will breed you for the remainder of that mission.

towa part next YIPPEE!! his might be more in depth bc i genuinely enjoy writing deer-like ruts in humanoid characters its so fun. reading it will definitely shed light on why towa would be so shameless. the things bucks do while chasing after does is actually insane LMFAOOAOOO

extra note bc i have an odd inkling that you’re curious: rabbits are prey animals, so they don’t like their ears or tail being touched. theoretically you could touch haru’s tail or ears, just be prepared for a neutral or negative reaction at first until he relaxes to it. maybe ask for permission first? bc oddly i don’t think he’d mind too terribly if you played with his tail a lot. he might even wiggle it for you.

GOD

no because I would FOLLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDDDD if Haru ever did all that nuzzling to my neck, I think I would pass away ✋️ AND THE LITTLE LICKS TOO??????

I am OBSESSED with this trope of hybrids being so horny that they become feverish, borderline sick because they can't do or think about anything else but their prospect mate OOUUGHHH IT'S SO GOOD......

YOU 100000% SHOULD POST THESE ON YOUR ACCOUNT TOO THESE ARE JUST TOO GOOD TO STAY AS ASKS!!!!!!!!!

ALSO NOT YOU SAYING TOWA'S WILL BE MORE IN DEPTH WHEN THIS ONE WAS SUPER DETAILED CKFJDHFJKDJFJF MY MOUTH IS WATERING

[lilxmoo]

Squad 312 Christmas headcanons cuz it's CHRISTMASSS

Scarlett is the BEST at buying presents. Seriously. There is not a single person in the galaxy who has received a gift from Scarlett Isobel Jones and not loved it. She knows what the person she's buying for wants, and GETS IT (even if they don't say it out loud) the rest of the squad is amazed at her abilities.

Saedii, on the other hand, is not so good at giving presents. She doesn't understand any need for something that she either 1) doesn't view useful or 2) simply doesn't like, so a lot of her presents are knives. Because if she likes it, then so must the person she's buying for, right? Still, it's impressive that she bothered to buy anything at all, so that's good!!

Auri and Tyler are the two who are the most into Christmas. Auri just loves Christmas in general, thinks it's fun, and Tyler goes full preparation SQUAD THIS IS NOT A DRILL THIS IS FESTIVITIES 101 mode. They both wear Santa hats all week long.

Speaking of Santa, Kal and Fin are both deeply afraid of him. They just think he's creepy. The old man with ugly clothes being put everywhere was strange enough, but finding out he goes into your house???? At night?????? Yeah they're deeply concerned

Finian is the one who picks up all the wrapping. Don't ask me why, I just think that with Scarlett he would get used to a lot of packages, and pick them up and toss em into a bag almost unconsciously. Christmas is no exception.

Kal is IMPOSSIBLE to buy for. He just doesn't want anything. Genuinely. Like, the squad is lucky if he asks for a singular thing. He's one of the first people Scarlett has ever struggled to buy for. It causes a LOT of exasperation amongst everyone else

Contrary to his sister, where everyone just buys a different sort of knife and she's satisfied. It could be a five dollar pocket knife and she would be curious as to what she could do with it.

Decorating the tree as a group is the most CHAOTIC thing you've ever seen. Tyler is big on making sure it looks decent, no two baubles of the same color next to each other, Scarlett says he's being silly as she ties bows on the ends of the branches, Finian is just annoyed because he keeps getting pine needles in his exo, Auri is putting baubles wherever she wants and yapping in the meantime, and Kal is standing off to the side because he's tall and has been put on Star Duty™

The first Christmas Jie-Lin spent with the squad, she looked genuinely petrified the whole time

The Christmas meal is a mixture of delicious food, and absolute monstrosities to the taste buds

Fin is in charge of lights every year, and EVERY YEAR Tyler ends up fiddling with the lights and ruining something. Fin is always PISSED

They all get tipsy. Come midnight and everyone is just giggling while draped over different areas of the living room

MERRY CHRISTMAS SQUAD!!!!!!

[nonbinarypirat]

A fellow enjoyer of mairuma who likes reading others headcanons/interpretations here! just thought I'd share my own headcanons

1.) I think the misfits lack parental validation from one or more parental figures so they seek that validation from someone else, like Kalego. He, as their homeroom teacher, knows full well what they're capable of and actively gives them harder challenges to further bring out their potential. So I think the misfits would seek near impossible tasks not just for the fun of it, but to receive validation from someone they look up to.

2.) I believe that Kalego shows his love in pride. And when I say love, I mean all love; familial, romantic, platonic, and the kind that you know is there but don't have a name for. I guess a good example would be Balam, his closest friend and well-respected researcher. Balam would have achieved great things in his field of research and Kalego would be very proud of him for it, though I doubt he would explicitly show it. The same would go for his students. A mix-match group of kids who have, more than once, taken the impossible and made it reality while proving him wrong every chance they get.

(also a small group of demon plus one human children have better cooperation skills than most adult demons. yes demons are self-centered but i do think its really funny.)

well, these are my headcanons sorry if its really wordy. what are your thoughts on them and what are your mairuma headcanons?

thx for reading and have a good day/night :D

I have been fully focused into my classes and college recently since I’m in my third year (we’re so close to the finishing line yall) but YES I love this!! One, I appreciate you sending me this since I haven’t done a post for a while! I promise im still here and I’m keeping up with the recent chapters 🫡. But yeah, I just love Kalego as a character. Like, he really is my favorite because I love a rude and snide character who you can tell cares a lot. Even if he won’t tell you that.

Kalego cares deeply for his students. Like sure, they annoy him and are goofballs. But at the end of the day, he is also protective of them. He knows they can accomplish great things and that’s why he’s hard on them, it’s not due to a lack of love. His pride is his way of showing affection. He will do his damnest to make sure you succeed and through his little actions, the characters can tell that he’s proud of them too. It’s the little moments with Kalego that make them know he does deeply care for them.

And yes, I also have a head cannon that for many of the misfits, they are lacking in some sort of parental or familiar love. Obviously we can’t say this for certain for all the characters, but it just feels like that’s why, no matter how much they complain about him, he also means a lot to them too.

As for my other head cannons… One head cannon I have (with the little info we have so far) is that Elizabetta grew up similarly to that little girl from Ouran Host Club, ya know the sister of the black magic club president? That is to say, I think she’s loaded but was primarily raised by her maids who gave her a lot of the romance books to keep her entertained. I think her parents were never really around. Or if they were, they don’t have her a ton of attention. I guess this is more of a head cannon slash theory? But when we see the house visits, we don’t even see her parents. A lot of them you saw the parents, a back shot or their torso. Something. We even saw Kalego call some of the parents. But her parents just wasn’t in the frame and she just kept showing him the things in her room which gives me the feeling she had a lot of material goods they bought her, but maybe not their affection. We also don’t see any adult when we learn about her ambition. Which is why I think she’s so attached to love, she is reaching for a connection she may not feel she has with her parents. And maybe in a way, she’s wants to build a family that will actually appreciate her the way she wants. Which to me makes the relationship to the misfits even more special because she finally has the love and pride of her found family. Idk, just a silly head cannon I have based on current knowledge!

[theamityelf]

Thinking about the mini senpais and how that affects the order of deaths (a little like in the mini THH au). Chapter 1 with Sayaka will probably be the same as canon and as you described. My main big first difference I think will be a change in Mondo and Taka’s relationship.

Like Taka is learning to be gentle with Mikan, and is also protective of her in general. And Mikan will probably find Mondo to be scary as well. On Mondo’s side, while Fuyuhiko and Mondo will buttheads, the yakuza is gonna be on Mondo’s side when it comes to anything Taka says, so their initial rivalries will probably be way worse influenced by their senpais.

There’s also Chihiro deciding to train himself. I think he would talk to Kazuichi about it, and the latter is like “There’s no way you can train with Mondo!! He’s a super scary guy and has got that Yakuza whispering in his ear!” I think Kazuichi convinces Chihiro to talk to Taka instead, mostly so that they can get help from Nekomaru (who has since been adopted by Taka) but I think Kazuichi would argue that the “moral compass” would never murder even if he can be annoying.

Toko tells Byakuya about Genocider Syo like canon, but also to ask him if he can look after Gundham if something happens to her. I’m not sure how Gundham would feel but I’m sure he would be concerned for Toko’s wellbeing. And Sonia would be so excited to meet THE Genocider Syo (sort of).

I’m not sure who would kill in chapter 2. Mondo could still have his break down and accidentally kill someone again, it just might be a different target. (Shit what if it’s Fuyuhiko?! He accidentally gets squashed!!)

This could all be different if Nagito gets the idea to share the secrets and tells Makoto to suggest it. But it’s Nagito so rather than to prevent deaths it’s more to see if the ultimates can overcome the despair of their secrets. So everyone gets to find out that Makoto wet the bed until 5th grade. Nagito’s reaction to that might be funny. Though sadly I don’t think it gets anyone else to fess up cuz everyone else’s are all a lot worse.

Anyway thanks to reading my gasbagging.

This is all golden, yes!

As much as I love Ishimondo (both as a platonic pair and a romantic one), I gotta agree that they probably wouldn't fall together as easily during this.

Although! I just imagined a version of the sauna scene where, in addition to asking Makoto to witness, they also have him hold their senpais for them (so, Nagito's on one shoulder, Fuyuhiko's on the other, Mikan's standing in the palm of his hand, and he's holding Taka's basket with Ibuki, Peko, and Nekomaru in the crook of his arm), and I find it really funny to imagine. Some of them are really invested in the endurance contest (Nekomaru asks for a higher vantage point, and Makoto only has so much shoulder space, so he's placed on top of Makoto's head.), and Ibuki is really affectionate toward Makoto because she feels bad about what happened with Sayaka.

And either Taka and Mondo end the contest early because Makoto has to go to bed so they have to take their senpais back, because the senpais are their responsibility, or, when Makoto says it's nighttime and he wants to go back to his room, Nekomaru shouts "SLEEPOVER!" and Makoto cares for six miniature people that night.

Either way, I agree with you that Taka and Mondo wouldn't get as close, at least not as quickly, as they do in canon. (I just had to include the sauna thing because the idea was fun for me, lol.) They're on more of a gradual enemies to friends or enemies to lovers track, which may or may not have time to reach its destination, because killing game.

Mikan doesn't like to be around Mondo, but Peko wants to be near Fuyuhiko and so advocates that they spend more time with Mondo, and Taka cares about everyone getting a voice, so when it's Peko's turn to choose, he offers to let Mikan hide in his pocket or back in the terrarium in his room. But she wants to stay with him.

Just to set some stuff up, in the social landscape of Chapter 2, Hifumi has been making little outfits because Celeste is now coping by living vicariously through Chiaki. So, she has Chiaki playing dress-up for her, styling after her, etc. Chiaki insists on continuing to wear her cat hoodie with the gothic lolita dresses, but other than that she's a pretty good sport about everything.

(Hifumi was given Celeste's sewing kit to do this, and he gave her his tool kit in trade. There was probably some joke about him being dominated, or giving away his manhood, or something like that, because I can't imagine Danganronpa would pass that up without comment.)

Aoi also asks Hifumi to make some tiny clothes, because she's worried that Akane's clothes don't fit her right. (When she asks Akane about it, Akane agrees that they don't really fit but basically says that they've always been like that so she's used to it.)

And since Hifumi interacts with both of them really respectfully and works really diligently, Mahiru is praising him for being reliable, and basically Hifumi has been swimming in female attention this chapter and does not know what to do with himself.

When Mondo accidentally upsets Chihiro, and Taka mentions that Mikan is scared of Mondo, Hifumi probably makes a joke about how some guys just don't know how to act around women.

(And there's no "ironic coming from you" response, because Hifumi is genuinely doing pretty great about that.)

Mondo blushes, but he's also like, "Hey, shut up! F you!" and stuff.

Byakuya is isolating himself from the group because he doesn't trust them, but Sonia is so bored with this. She is way too social to just be going straight from his room to the library and back every single day. As a result, Byakuya is more lenient with letting other people talk to him, for her sake.

This is mostly Makoto. He talks with Makoto, and Sonia with Nagito. Nagito talks with Sonia about the killing game, and how there's tons of historical precedent for royalty enjoying blood sport, and how the group is reaching their potential. She knows there's something off about him, but she's starved for social interaction and also this talk of royals and blood sport does appeal to her, in a perverse way.

It's an interesting vibe, because Makoto is bringing Byakuya slightly down to earth, and Sonia is slightly softening Byakuya's edge, but Nagito is making Sonia slightly less down to earth, and Byakuya is sharpening her edge. They're reaching a weird middle ground where Byakuya is less of a jerk and Sonia is less kind.

As a result of this, Byakuya orders Makoto to come sit with him every day. Sonia needs conversation, and also Byakuya has decided that he wants Makoto to make it out of here with him (to be his servant, of course), so he wants to keep Makoto close. Makoto still takes meals with the group, still mediates the sauna thing for Taka and Mondo, but he spends a lot of time in the library with Byakuya, this chapter.

He's still barred from the archive room, or whatever that room was called.

Then we do get the motive about revealing secrets.

Yes, Chihiro trains with Taka. Wholesome workouts for them!

Toko does tell Byakuya about Syo. Obviously, she waits for a time when Makoto isn't around, but Nagito finds out because Sonia is buzzing next time he talks to her, and while she of course doesn't tell him Toko's secret, her explanation for why she's excited gives him all the pieces to figure it out. He might sprinkle her with pepper, like I mentioned last time, which might cause a killing, if he gets a chance to explain to her that her secret will be revealed otherwise.

I think Mondo would seriously be considering killing someone to protect his secret. Like, I imagine him pacing in his room, not wanting to kill anyone but thinking about what would happen to the Crazy Diamond if it got out.

Fuyuhiko puts aside his prickly demeanor and fully becomes both the older student and the professional criminal. "Okay, so you want to kill someone. Are you ready to seriously follow through? You think you can cover up a murder, if it means everyone in your class dies? If you fail, and you die, what happens to your gang then?"

Mondo decides he definitely shouldn't kill someone. Whatever happens when the secret is revealed, he'll face it like a man. Because he's strong. He's a man, and he's strong. (He's hanging by a thread, but his commitment to specifically not killing someone is strengthened by his talk with Fuyuhiko.)

Optional zag, which isn't entirely in character but just the outline of a murder that can happen:

Little does he know! During the senpais' sleepover with Makoto, Nagito planted some seeds by bringing up Fuyuhiko's sister, the "mysterious" circumstances of her death, and just generally musing that the senpais aren't really a part of the killing game in the same way the others are. Fuyuhiko's trying to be there for his kouhai, but lowkey he is also pretty riled up.

So maybe he suggests that Mondo let out his frustration by (non-lethally) punching that guy who insulted him in front of everybody. After all, Hifumi "looks like he can take a hit", and it's been a long time coming. (Fuyuhiko might have said something like "You gonna let him say that sh!t to you?" when it happened.) If Mondo is keyed up about the motive, then just punching someone who deserves it should make him feel better, and then he can move on.

(Fuyuhiko isn't really aiming to kill Mahiru, at least not consciously, but if Hifumi does fall over and crush Mahiru to death by accident, then that's not a murder in terms of the killing game; Hifumi broke the rule about losing his senpai, but Mondo and Fuyuhiko aren't guilty of anything.)

In this situation, I'm imagining Hifumi brings Mahiru to Taka, hoping Mikan can do something to help her, and Hifumi leaves Mahiru with them and gets killed while he's away. So, Taka shows up to breakfast the next morning with Hifumi's senpai, not knowing that Hifumi is dead. The killer could be Sakura or Toko. Technically, it could also be Hiro. It doesn't feel in character for it to be Hiro, but I also don't have anything else for him to do.

(If Toko is the Chapter 2 killer, then Byakuya takes Gundham once she's executed; Sonia wanted him under their protection.)

But hey, the headline is, Chihiro and Mondo probably survive Chapter 2! And maybe Mikan can help Mahiru. But everything I said after "optional zag" isn't set in stone, lol.

[demigodsanswer]

Prompt idea: all the other dancers gossiping about Percy and Annabeth being together over the duration of Sleeping Beauty and when they realize they aren’t together and when they find out they actually are

((This is just the first part of the prompt because I had an idea, and wanted to run with it! Some of the second part (people finding out they aren't together yet) will be in part two of Variation!))

~

Clarisse was glad to see that Annabeth's rehabilitation in Virginia had been successful. When she told the PT team at City Ballet that she'd be handling her recovery privately, far away from New York, all they could do was ask her to check in on occasion.

The Sleeping Beauty had Annabeth making daily visits to the PT room to check on her newly-healed foot. But her alignment looked great, and the strength was back. The goal now was to prevent future injuries to the already delicate bones in her feet.

A healthy foot didn't seem to be the only thing that had changed since last spring.

As she gathered her things to go back to rehearsal, Clarisse caught Annabeth smiling and giggling (giggling for fucks sake) at her phone.

"Anything good?" Clarisse asked.

Annabeth shook her head. "No, just Percy being Percy," she said, before grabbing her bag and typing her response on her way out.

As she left, Chris entered. Clarisse had healed him from a nearly career-ending neck injury, a process that took over a year. Since his return to the stage six months ago, he also made frequent visits to the PT room. Chris's neck wasn't in pain anymore.

Still, he sat down on the bench as she examined him.

"She seems happy," Clarisse mused.

Chris nodded. "Rumor has it ..."

"Oh?"

He lowered his voice. "Rumor has it she and Percy Jackson have been sleeping together since she came back."

"Isn't it a bit soon?" Clarisse asked. Chris had been Luke's friend once, she knew, but Luke had done something to rupture that. Chris's neck injury and extended absence from the ballet only kept them apart more. Clarisse wasn't sure she'd heard Chris say a nice thing about his ex-friend in two years.

"I say, good for her," Chris said.

She thought Jackson was annoying personally, but he had to be better than Luke.

~

"Alright so, they're sleeping together for sure," Jason proclaimed as he and Piper left for the day.

"Gotta be," Piper agreed. The way the two of them looked at each other, flirted shamelessly ... if Percy wasn't getting it in, she'd almost have to laugh at him. Annabeth stared at him like she was ready to eat him alive. Piper knew Percy had zero self confidence, but he had to be able to see that at least.

A week later, Piper triumphantly texted Jason: Percy slept over Annabeth's last night! She told me herself

Jason responded: Do you think that was the first time?

Now that was a good question.

~

Katie had been firmly on the "they're not going out" side of the company-wide debate. She knew Percy. He didn't do casual hook ups, and when he was with a woman he wasn't very good at keeping it a secret. Sure, he'd given Annabeth flowers opening night, and then they were seen leaving together after Annabeth violently rejected her ex. But that ...

So maybe they were together. "But newly," she said to Drew, her dressing room mate, "no way has it been going on longer than a few days."

"How can you be so sure?" Drew asked.

"Percy loves a public display of affection. Hand holding, kisses goodbye, that sort of thing."

"It's been like five years since you went out. Maybe he's not into that anymore," Drew said, "maybe she's not into it."

"Maybe ... but I still feel like they wouldn't keep it a secret if they were together," Katie said.

"I don't know. The timeline is a little suspicious. Maybe they're trying to hold off for a little while," Drew suggested.

"What do you mean the time line is suspicious?" Katie asked.

"She was dancing with Percy when she called off her wedding. And she and Percy had serious chemistry during Jewels," Drew said.

"You think she cheated?" Katie asked. That was certainly not Percy's style. And it didn't seem like Annabeth's either.

"Who knows. All I'm saying is it's not totally unbelievable."

~

Ethan wasn't exactly sure what had happened between Annabeth and Luke. All he knew was that things ended suddenly and badly. He'd been called into Chiron's office and asked if he knew anything about their relationship. He'd kept his mouth shut about the pictures; Luke had promised him Annabeth knew. He wasn't into them, personally. Annabeth was hot, but not his type. Still, whatever she'd told Chiron about their relationship had been a good enough lie to get Luke to "retire."

"I think she was sleeping with Jackson," Luke told him after his move back west.

"What?" Ethan asked.

There was an unfortunate logic to Luke's claim, though. Sure, Annabeth had been so in love with Luke the entire time he Ethan had known her. But in the months leading up to the wedding ... she seemed so sad. She fiddled with the ring constantly, leaned away from most of Luke's touches, and rarely expressed excitement about the wedding. Ethan thought it was cold feet or just the stress of wedding planning. Or maybe she'd just been depressed. But maybe ...

"You saw the way they hung around each other during Jewels," Luke said.

Ethan still had a hard time believing Annabeth was cruel enough to cheat on him and get him fired.

But then she just about jumped into Percy's arms at the end of The Sleeping Beauty, kissing him behind the curtain as if they'd done that a thousand times. Neither hesitated to hold onto the other; there was no surprise in their body language. Just pure comfort.

Okay, Ethan conceded, they were definitely together.

[dullgecko]

I was painting my nails and was thinking about how the Bad Kids would like their nails painted.

I think Gorgug might not like it, as if it chips; it might get into his artificer work.

Fig loves to paint her nails and is always looking for new nail polish

Riz has tried it once or twice, but doesn't like you have to keep your hands still

Kristen wasn't allowed to have nail polish while living with her parents so pretty much went hog wild the moment she could - she has mellowed out a bit, but has started painting her nails a fiery orange and sparkly purple for her Goddesses

Fabian didn't start trying it until after Sophomore Year but he really likes it.

Adaine is really into nail art, but can't do it herself so she usually keeps to solid colours for herself - Fig and Fabian are always willing to lend their nails as her canvas though

Gorgug thinks it looks nice but will only keep it on for a day or so before removing it as it starts chipping. He mostly goes for black polish but Fig will sometimes stick little silver stars on it so they sparkle. He keeps his nails trimmed incredibly short and blunt even though if he let them grow he could have claws almost as sharp as Riz. Being half human makes maintaining claws a bit of a pain though so he prefers not to.

Fig paints her nails a different colour every couple days, they're chipping constantly though from playing her bass so they only ever look immaculate for an hour or two after she does them. Every single nail is always a different funky colour.

Fig painted Riz's claws once when the goblin was a little drunk and also half-asleep at a house party. He allowed it because his friend looked like she was having fun but he was pretty annoyed the next day when he woke up because it blunted them completely. He purposely let the paint chip off around the tips almost immediatly (he went and sharpened his claws on a rock to knock some of the paint off), and was it completely gone by the end of the day because he uses his claws constantly for climbing around. She tried again once when he was sober and the paint smudged everywhere because he couldnt sit still long enough for it to dry.

Kristens nails, once she settles on the colours she wants, are the same for months at a time. If the paint chips she simply redoes that nail the first chance she gets. Fig got her a fancy sparly top-coat to go over the top of the coloured polish and she wears it almost exclusivly over the purple to make it look like a night sky.

Fabians nails, effortlessly flawless. Even after a fight he has never been spotted with a chip or smudge in the paint and his friends are convinced its some sort of witchcraft. He gifts Adaine and Fig a lot of really expensive and fancy nail polish which they both love.

Adaine has a meticulously organised craft box with a thousand different little decorations and beads and different kinds of glitter to make nail art with. Fig loves getting her to do her nails but it will inevitbly be ruined in a couple days and need to be done again. Fabian, however, will let her do his nails and will keep it nearly flawless until there's a sizeable gap at the base of his nail because its grown since he got it done.

[hoverboards-and-dragons]

I know this is really random but I was just curious, do the Archangel's need sleep? And if so what are their sleep schedules?

I don't think this was directed to the archangels themselves so I'm gonna answer it normally.

No, they don't need it in the same way we do.

But they are capable of it (while God isn't) and it considered healthy for them.

It gives them an internal sense of routine, helps them keep track of time and recover from hurt or exhaustion quicker. Occasional mental rearranging and room to breath is nice.

This is their relationship to most physical 'needs' like food and water, their only real reliance is Grace and worship (which the deprivation is actually quite similar is symptoms to lack of sleep)

Individual sleep schedules!

Raphael has strong feelings about keeping a consistent schedule, have a whole bed time and wake up and nap routine. They have gotten in the habit of oversleeping the last few centuries because they are, insanely burnt out. They've been doing personal care work for such a long time with no real noticeably progress in The Plan, the compassion fatigue is real. A lot of the naps is born of them dragging their siblings into the nest, the small circle that their care still extends too.

Gabriel sleeps intermittently whenever, where ever, 1-3 hours at a time. They try to get back to their own nest at least once a day. Otherwise they spend a probably embarrassing amount falling off of ledges after being startled awake.

Uriel sleeps through dawn and dust, managing the archives throughout the night, for the least amount of interaction with others, dating records, sorting accounts, making timelines and retreating into the distant cosmos during the day to track and organize the constellations etc. I imagine them a lucid dream. And getting very annoyed at their sleep being interrupted or happening outside the hours they're used to.

Jophiel gets 4-5 hours at most consistently, she sleeps at night to be awake at the same time as her winners but is driven by artist's brain so ends up going to bed late pursuing ideas and inspiration, waking up at random times after being haunted by unfinished pieces. Queen of resting her eyes a few minutes during random tasks. She can wake up and go to bed so quickly you have no idea.

Michael; I know what you're all here for; doesn't generally. But on top of his tendency to run himself ragged and his siblings', specifically Raph's insistence he has to take it every now and then. He can't sleep alone, any attempt is a fitful painful waste of time and effort - he hasn't touched his own nest in who knows how long. Luckily his brothers' alternating schedules means there is always at least one place for him to collapse when he needs it; they are very used to him stumbling in, falling on top of them and latching on like hes afraid they're dying. Nightmares are still an issue but... manageable. He will sleep for days if he lets himself, he will not let himself.

Zadkiel is just, so in inconsistent. 10 hours here, 3 all nighters in a row there, during the day, at night. Wakes at 8am and sleeps at 12am every day for 4 weeks before suddenly staying up till 4am and never going back. Always goes back to their nest, either on earth or in heaven, to sleep and has a before bed and wake up routine. They just follow whenever the urge hits and then sleeps until it goes away.

[arliedraws]

Why Sirius ran away at sixteen...

Still avoiding responsibilities so I'm back with more headcanons (trust me, this account will go quiet in a few days when I'm back in the swing of school).

I'm entertaining the idea that Sirius didn't run away during the summer holidays before sixth year. Instead, it was during the winter holidays of his fifth year.

Personally, I think the Blacks would have been annoyed that Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor but I don't think they would consider him tainted at this point. "He's young, he's rebellious, but maybe it's just a phase. We hate the Potters but at least he's associating with a pureblood." Remember, he isn't blasted off the family tree when he's eleven; it takes until he's estranged himself for his mother to do it. Don't get me wrong -- they're not kind to him, and he's just as aggressive back. Yet I think the final straw for him comes that Christmas after he's turned sixteen.

So I imagine he's dragged to the extended Black family Christmas as usual, but now the family includes Bellatrix's husband's family and the Malfoys.

While the older adults at the family Christmas party are together and talking or starting to wind down, Bellatrix invites Sirius to hang with the young adults like Roldolphus, Rabastan, Narcissa, and Lucius (and Regulus can't come) in a private room or something. Everyone is at least five years older than Sirius so this should be a great honor for a sixteen-year-old. They invite him to drink, and they treat him like an adult. I think he'd be suspicious about it all, but they would include him in conversations that reeeeeally haven't veered towards blood supremacy yet, so he gets comfortable and even finds himself enjoying his time. Part of him is wary, but it's actually nice to be amongst intellectual equals.

When Sirius is comfortable, Bellatrix mentions she's bored, and they should have a dueling tournament. This is all fun and games at first. Sirius beats his opponent--maybe Rodolphus--while Bellatrix helps him by giving him pointers as he goes. When Sirius wins, Bellatrix and the others praise him. And all of this feels so good even though he doesn't want it to. He sinks into the feeling of acceptance from his family--something he's denied even to himself that he's wanted since he was sorted into Gryffindor.

Then, he duels Bellatrix. She is still giving him pointers as they duel, and Sirius, in the end, wins (did she let him win?). Bellatrix, proud, tells him to use the Cruciatus Curse on her. He refuses, and Bellatrix is, at first, kind and encouraging. "You're the strong one, Sirius. You can do this." When Sirius still refuses, she tries another tactic and starts to goad him, and she's taunting him with all of the things he hates about her, about the family, how his mother thinks he's a bloodtraitor, etc. This gets him, and he caves into his anger, the hurt he's felt for years, the rejection. He puts the Cruciatus on her, and he finds that it's satisfying, that her screams echo in the hole in his heart. He holds the curse for too long, and the others have to force him to stop.

Then Bellatrix laughs and says he's still a Black--he's just like her. Or maybe she says something (mirroring the dialogue in OotP) that suggests the Cruciatus only works if you mean it, if you want to cause pain. Anyway, she helps him understand that at his core, he is able to hurt people.

Terrified at his own capacity for extreme cruelty, Sirius runs away that night. He could be just like her; he can be as cruel as Bellatrix. This horrible truth disgusts and scares him. So he flees to the one person who can keep him from becoming the worst version of himself.

Anyway, if this has been pulled from a fic that I read years ago, I apologize. If not, someone who is better writing at trauma than I am should take a stab at this :)

[ybyag-lil]

I just... LOVE Sunshrine as a ship and have my delusions and HC's about it and I needed to put these thoughts out on WHY I like them so much somewhere other than in my fics or else I'm literally going to explode, so—

Annoyed x Annoyance. Need I say more?

I will.

If we're talking purely potential ship dynamics, we have:

Flirty x oblivious, Denial/Dense, Sunshine x Sunshine protector, stoic vs pain in the ass, optimist vs pessimist, "why me?" "why not you?", Insecure vs showers them in love.

Sun and Moon/Day and Night yadda yadda y'know the drill

Complementary colors (orange/blue) that you can correlate with their difference in personality.

But I hate reducing them to basic opposites attract and other dynamics bec they're NOT completely opposite - they actually have a lot in common!

"Two sides of the same coin" is how I'd actually describe them.

They're both trying to find their own way in life, and the paths they're taking are so fundamentally different than what has come before them.

Their voice-lines about it. Love to read into those

("I'll walk a different path this time." "I'll find my own path." "The path shapes you." "That's the path you've found?")

Potential for shared isolation issues and fear of abandonment!!!!

I feel like Kiriko's life suddenly shifting one day when Sojiro was killed and her proceeding to lose a bunch of people she held near and dear (not even counting Kanezaka itself facing major power and societal shifts) is not talked about enough. The only real personal connections she knows she has left are:

Her mom, who is forced into inaction and can't move to help liberate Kanezaka or save-

Her dad, who is currently Hashimoto's leverage/hostage and she doesn't even know for sure is still alive rn bc she hasn't seen him.

and Hanzo, which, there's a load of angst there HC and actually in-game wise for her connection with both him and Genji that would be a while 'nother conversation. I don't know if Kiriko even knows Genji's still alive, actually? More issues!

Illari's pretty self explanatory with that isolation/abandonment point. That girl's riding the, "I don't need anyone else (because I'll only end up hurting them)" train so hard. So much so that she doesn't even really feel comfortable showing any positive emotions to people around her (cheer/hello/chuckle animations anyone?).

Kiriko/Illari are both "chosen".

That one's kinda out there tbh, but my logic behind it is that Illari is already notably special. She's prodigy that was quickly predicted to be the GREATEST fucking Inti warrior of her time, whose power was so great that she turned every single other Inti warrior to ashes unintentionally.

(which, by the way, is insane if we assume the augmentations have to give you some sort of resistance to solar power to be able to wield it in the first place?)

Kiriko is where I start playing fast and loose. I'd argue her having the power of the Kitsune (which is not fucking science idc what lore comes in the future, magic exists in this fucking universe!) to such an extent makes her chosen in her own way. Like I'm assuming the teleporting around, the self healing like, and everything else is not a standard affair but no-one talks about the Shimada FAMILY being able to summon dragons so. Maybe that's just the standard in Japan.

On that note — they also both have a responsibility to their people which sort of parallel each other.

Kiriko has happily taken up the mantle of a vigilante to protect the people of Kanezaka, and, as far as we know, she has no qualms about doing it. Her way of doing things is different to how her family served/protected for generations in the past, but she still upholds the duty like it's second nature.

Pure conjecture, but I don't think Kiriko's ever felt forced to do it either. There was never a, "you must protect the town!" talk or anything like that from her grandmother/mom, she's doing it because it feels right to do.

Illari, conversely was always told she had a responsibility to her people. If you read between the lines of her lore blurb on her OW2 page and listen to what she says in her origin video, you get the sense that it was a sort of... burden? Heavy is the head that wears the crown and all that.

I compare it to the "gifted-kid burnout" precisely because of this. Illari has always been molded to follow one path, a rigorous one she didn't really have a choice BUT to follow. You're told at a young age that you are special, that there's no-one else like you, that you will grow to become a legend. How could you even begin to refuse that?

You don't. And when it all starts to fall apart, you start to wonder what's wrong with yourself. Illari has lived a life dedicated to serving, and now there's no-one left but her.

She def has some self worth/esteem issues stemming from having to be this prodigal kid essentially groomed (not that way) her whole childhood to be strong and nothing else. Couple that with an overwhelming feeling of regret for failing to uphold her duty as a protector and you have someone who is just completely lost - direction AND sense of self wise.

And I think Kiriko could help with that. Say what you want about her, but you can't deny that Kiri is strong. Imagine Illari meeting her and realizing that for herself. That despite how careless and foolish Illari thinks Kiriko is, she somehow still manages to protect her people as her duty.

Imagine her realizing that she's been taught a lie her whole life, that she doesn't have to just be Illari, the strongest Inti warrior, she can also just be Illari - the scared 18yr old trying to find a new purpose in life after that choice was stolen from her.

Like Zen says to her, "true strength comes to those who accept their weaknesses". Illari's gotta learn that she can't just be strong, she has to learn to balance these aspects of herself.

and who has played a balancing act between conflicting ideals before? Who has carved her own path out of what she's known? Kiriko.

Ahem, back to a few more hehe haha shipping things

They're both pretty capable as fighters, and both trained since they were kids. They're both probably very disciplined because of it.

(I was going to say "though Kiriko is reckless despite that" but I refuse to believe Illari isn't equally as reckless.)

They're both very petty, check out those revenge voice lines—

("Forgive and forget? Nah..." and, "Forgiveness? Never heard of it." Are two examples LOL)

They're both smart assess. Kiriko is Kiriko so that one's obvious, and I'm looking at your Hanzo/Soldier/Sombra/Ana start up interactions, AND your sassy ass "I didn't do it for you," ally save voice line, Illari.

THEY'RE LITERALLY SPRING - SUN ILLARI, BREEZE/WHATEVER TF ELSE KIRIKO

And the two most important things....

They're just cute. Like seriously look at these little idiots, I love them both dearly.

And it's kind of a funny ship. I'm a firm believer that you don't need a reason to ship two characters, and Kiriko and Illari liking each other can lead into some hilarious ass dynamics, so why not?

Anyways, finished with my brainrot spew. If you've made it this far, check out my AO3 where I will be brainrotting even further in the future. Might post some dumb shitposts here about these two from time to time.

Illari and Kiriko's voice line pages for the things I quote.

(some of this, particularly parts regarding Kiriko, might be incorrect bec I haven't read a single lore comic and am going of things I can vaguely remember hearing about.)