#loads of ideas for her

[chiquilines]

Midjoke appreciation post ladies and gents because they're so <333

[metal-harbor]

I am so fond of my headcanon that shadow has no idea how money works

Like he knows he exchanges money for goods, but he has no idea of the value anything holds

G.U.N issued him a bank account that they pay into, but he has absolutely no way of quantifying the amount in there. He was just told that he was not to give the numbers on the card to Rogue.

He once bought a $300 bag of coffee because he liked the packaging. He has a designer jacket that cost thousands and it was only when Amy pointed out that she knew the brand that he realised it must have been expensive. He’s bought VIP tickets for their concert trips more than once by mistake, then got frustrated when they tried to bring him backstage to meet the band (which he accidentally paid to do).

A few of his friends have described him as ‘surprisingly generous’ but truly he just has no idea what things cost

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

After finishing in Indigo’s mouth Bloopy relaxes for a moment before the clarity hits her. “Shit!” her eyes shoot open, she scrambles around, searching for something in her nightstand drawer. She finds what she was looking for and hands Indigo the vial of an unidentifiable liquid, “You should probably drink it right away to avoid permanent organ damage.” She starts punching the local number for medical emergencies into her phone, “I totally forgot, I’m so sorry. Glaucus doesn’t need them so I-“

Indigo interrupts her with an unexpected kiss. Moments later when they finally break away she’s holding up the now-empty vial. “Got any more of these things, Bloop? I’d love to go another round~”

[phantom248]

Finally got around to watching Fangs of Fortune from beginning and not just some broken clips (hurray being sick and getting some time off) and came across Ran Yi describing in pain staking detail how Zhuo Yixuan asked his help in easing his didi’s nightmares and I just thought what if Ran Yi had some place to go to? His death could have been avoided.

This spawned into an idea about how Ran Yi started coming to bureau on Zhuo Yixuan's request to see Zhuo Yichen and Xiao Zhuo gets another gege and after the blood moon and everything Ran Yi kept visiting him even when he was injured which gave him an idea.

What is the idea you may ask?

Establish a Demon sanctuary/therapy clinic!

Much more easier than establishing the hunting bureau because of Chongwu camp and the king cause he doesn't needs military order for this🤗

[johnslittlespoon]

GOOD AFTERNOON IT'S BIKERIDERS DAY OHOHH YEAH in 3 hrs i'm Sat

[musubiki]

at first i was thinking about oscars work with madam springs being in a secondary location from her bookstore but i think a cute idea would be putting the springs storefront in the same building as the bookshops...side by side store neighbors or something...

[lulululovegood]

I started writing a masterpost of trans Luna Lovegood headcanons ages ago so I guess I'll post it here

Luna always loved the moon. On a clear night, she would go outside and dance under its light. Because of this, her mother nicknamed her Luna.

Luna preferred her nickname to her more masculine birth name, and eventually Luna became the only name she would respond to.

There wasn't much information about trans people in the wizarding world, so neither Luna nor her parents had heard of the concept, but when at the age of 8 Luna confessed to her mother that she'd always felt like a girl, her mother accepted her immediately.

Luna's father registered her as Luna Lovegood when she went to Hogwarts.

Ginny was the only person Luna came out to at Hogwarts.

[petricorah]

humble offer of an au instead of (a continuation of) divorced zukka

Zuko fakes his death:

Someone's been trying to assassinate him. It's long after Sokka leaves, and they aren't together. Maybe they had something once, and Sokka always thought they'd end up together, but they aren't together. And he hears word of the fire lord's death all the way back in the water tribe. How there was nothing the Kyoshi Warriors or the palace guard could do, and he was killed.

There are no remains.

He goes to the funeral, and it's this big dramatic ordeal (because they're trying to really hammer in that he's "dead") and Sokka's a mess. A complete and utter mess. He can barely function, and he's angry, especially at Suki, because he doesn't understand how she isn't more upset (she knows Zuko's still alive. She tries to talk to him, but he pushes her away, and they're never able to talk in a private place.) But more than that, he's angry with himself. Because if he hadn't left, he could have saved him. He could have been there. He thought they had a future together, that they couldn't be together now, but someday they would, and that all goes up in smoke.

And then Zuko's alive. They were able to apprehend the mastermind with the guise, and Sokka should be happy, but all he feels is emotions he can't understand. He feels betrayed.

"You were in the water tribe," Zuko said. "I couldn't tell you--"

"You died. You were dead. I-I went to your funeral, I mourned you."

And he wants to be angry, he wants to hit him, to make him feel a fraction of the pain he felt, but he can't hurt him, not ever, and the only thing he can do is crumble at his feet because Zuko is alive.

[almostvermin]

rewatching alien stage after round 7 heres my thoughts on a prsk version:

sua -> haruka mizu -> an till -> akito ivan -> toya luka -> mafyu hyuna -> shiho

[introvertgoat]

as part of their “getting to know the in-laws” qualification, heather WOULD introduce cardan to the best second-hand bookshops in town.

[morocosmos]

FFXIVWrite 2024 Day 11 - Surrogate

Masterlist Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Pairings: Leofard Myste & Warrior of Light Rating: Teen & Up Additional Notes: Takes place at during HW patch 3.5. Major spoilers for the Shadow of Mhach alliance raid questline. Ao3 Link

Lady Raimille. The picture painted by Stacia's tale was everything an orphaned child could want from a parent. Everything except that she'd passed on too soon — but not before giving her foster son one last gift.

The noblewoman’s real portrait hung above them, enshrined in Leofard’s quarters. Presiding over his affairs and his family; watching over the man himself. Moro'a knew that paintings like this cost a considerable sum to commission, and that taking care of them required specific knowledge and attention; unexpected obligations for a sky pirate. 

But the painting gleamed, immaculately free of blemishes. “I had wondered as to the origin of his vessel's naming,” Cait Sith said softly, his voice touched with emotion. “‘Tis a most beautiful painting.”

Moro’a’s time in Ishgard had also taught him that portraits like this one were made to memorialise — a likeness captured in brushstrokes, preserved from time. Remember me as I was, in this moment. Remember what this person means to us. Situated where their loved ones could gaze upon them, and never forget.

I doubt I'll ever feel worthy to sit where he sat.

Throughout their adventures, Leofard had pretended as though the portrait wasn’t there, and it was all Moro’a had needed to know not to bring it up. He’d accepted it without judgement, without ever considering otherwise. What was he here for, if not to hide from ghosts and broken hearts; from memory?

But now that Stacia had told them what Leofard would never impart himself, the pieces that made up the leader of the Redbills had finally begun to click: why a man who prized freedom so highly would build his new home a stone's throw from the Holy See, and why the loss of his airship had made Leofard retreat into himself, like a creature seeking familiar refuge. 

It seems she kept him safe until the very end, Utata had said, and Moro’a’s heart had clenched so tight that he thought it might shatter.

It wasn’t any of his business. The voidsent had been stopped, and Cait Sith had found a new home. His time with the Redbills was coming to a close. It’d been an engaging distraction, which was precisely what Moro’a had needed; there were no stones left to overturn, no more accidental revelations to be had. He would go his separate way, into the unknown, and then…

Later, as he was stowing the few essentials he’d brought into the manacutter, Moro’a heard footsteps approaching. He turned to see Leofard, who was already dressed in a clean set of clothes and red-tinted goggles. “I almost forgot,” the sky pirate said, as breezy as could be now as he held something out in his hand. A Redbill scarf.

“You didn’t have to,” Moro’a murmured, feeling a strange mixture of reluctance and guilt. 

“And I say otherwise, Warrior. I reckon you’ve done more than you’ll ever need to to have earned this.” His hand stretched closer, and Moro’a considered refusing. He was ready to quit this place, to move on. I’m not who you think I am, he wanted to say. 

Instead he found himself reaching out for the scarf, and tucking it in with the rest of his things.

If, after he'd said his farewells, his hand reached under the collar of his shirt to gently hold the necklace that rested against his chest, to remember, he was the only one who needed to know.

[rathologic]

truly respect patho2's changes to the willows... the whole time in 1 I've been thinking "it would be nice if anna's interior reflected her being a hoarder of medicine by amassing a collection of other objects, thereby offering insight into her character and creating a sense that she has despoiled or disorganized the house by living in it" and 2 did hit that spot on.

[lostlavenderer]

I have a really cool dyhard canon divergence AU idea and by god am I gonna cling on to this excitement long enough to actually write it bc oh my goooood. gonna post a snippet once I actually have time to bloody write BUT TRUST ME ON THIS ITS COOL

[sophisticatedswifts]

Nothing could have prepared me for my mom telling me about the People article she came across earlier about Travis Kelce being at my Eras show and her saying she couldn’t get the video from the article to load on her phone but it sounded similar to a video I got of him and me pulling up the article on my phone and beginning to read it, only to see my own video start playing in the middle of it

[tiger-moran]

Totally inconsequential thing that still annoys me no end: it being still stated and accepted as fact in certain places (even amongst some supposed Class 40 experts) that the train involved in the Coppenhall Junction crash in December 1962 was D326 when it was actually D215.

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

*doofenshmirtz voice* if i had a nickel for every time i wrote a preternaturally precocious five-year-old, i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it's happened twice,