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[iwishihadfangs]

Drabblecember 2023 Day 12: Snowball Fight Headcanons

This is for @eternally-smitten and @bioexorcizm's Drabblecember Event! They said that Drabblecember could be anything that was low effort basically, so I've decided to do some headcanons! Just in time for the last day!

Ship: Optimus Prime (TFP)/Honey Moon (S/I)

🖤 So, I think the concept of a snowball fight would come up while Honey (me) is on a low risk patrol with Optimus. I would be riding with Op and near the end of the patrol it comes up that, like Raf, I grew up in an environment that didn't snow. And that I was curious about it too.

🖤 And he takes note of this and plans to take me to a place to see snow. He convinces me to come under the guise of getting Raf a snowball like he promised in the scraplet episode. He surprises me by telling me that the main purpose of the trip was for me to experience the snow.

🖤 "But we'll still get Raf his snowball right?" I would question, wanting to make sure Raf was happy.

🖤 Op would appreciate my thoughtfulness. "Yes, we shall." He would say with a small smile.

🖤 We get to talking about games humans play in the snow, a conversation started after I attempt to make a snow angel. I would tell him about snowball fights and things like that.

🖤 Then I would make a snowball and throw it at his windshield on his chest. He would just slowly raise a metal eyebrow at me while the snowball sloooowlllly slides down his windshield.

🖤 I remember Arcee mentioning that "Primes don't party" and I realize I might have accidentally offended the serious leader. So, I sheepishly apologize and he accepts it. I can't really discern his thoughts as usual. Since, he keeps them very well hidden. I would worry I just ruined any progress on friendship with the stoic bot.

🖤 We take a walk and I end up checking out a tree with snow on its branches. When I go under it I notice Optimus didn't come over with me.

🖤 Before I can ask what's wrong, he raises his foot up and then stomps real hard on the ground. It causes the snow to fall off the branches and fall on me. Some even going down the back of my shirt!

🖤 (I make a lot of embarrassing noises when that happens.)

🖤 Then Optimus chuckles, which is basically the equivalent of keeling over with laughter for him. He comes over and helps gently dust the snow off of me and asks if he wins the snowball fight.

🖤 And I think in my head that I want to keep hearing him laugh.

🖤 (Op: is gentle and kind and then shows a hidden sense of humor, but is still kind-hearted about it.)

🖤 (Honey: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛💛🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤✨✨✨✨✨✨✨🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖)

[thenothlng]

BWAAAAAHH height headcanons be upon ye

[lovediives]

I Wish I Hated You.

ೃ⁀➷✎ warnings: none! (afaik) ೃ⁀➷✎ pairing: kokushibo x sumiko (oc x canon) ೃ⁀➷✎ word count: 1,733 ೃ⁀➷✎ summary: sumiko asks stupid questions and then gets surprised when she doesn't get answered. ೃ⁀➷✎ a/n: this is barely read. i went insane, giggling to myself about half the scenes. there's something wrong with them. i hope they never get better. i hope you guys enjoy my first. (oh my god its been a year and this is only my first completed writing) of my little messy freaks...! this is very dialogue heavy LMFAO. reblogs appreciated!! ೃ⁀➷✎ divider credit: @/k1ssyoursister

this song goes well with this fic. give it a listen for a better reading experience!

Sumiko was not a woman of patience or virtue; she, alone, was someone who everyone could agree was a frigid bitch. So, when she found herself in the cold, rotating walls of the Infinity Castle, she had the ever-changing expression of a cardboard cutout. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, harsh air hitting against her bare legs as she grit her teeth. Her eyes narrowed on a spot for her to safely land, and, to put it short, she knew she wasn’t getting out of this unscathed. Slowly, rapidly, she wasn’t sure, but eventually she hit the ground, her feet failing to keep herself balanced as she tumbled and tripped until her face made a hard, flat surface. Her hands laid flat against it, pressing and feeling up the area to make up for what her eyes were unable to see in the darkness. Another sense of coldness wrapped around her body, pulling her closer against the freezing plane as she grumbled. Why wasn’t she able to move her head? No matter how much she pushed back, her body stayed stuck in place, almost like…

“I see you have made yourself comfortable, my dear.” A baritone voice cut through the air like a striking blade, and Sumiko’s eyes peaked up and were met face to face with her… issue. Six stupid eyes, one stupid, horrible man whose hands seemed to be keeping her trapped against his body. “Do not worry. I have no issue with holding you for now. Although, you have grown more forward than previously.” Sumiko tilted her head, or at least as much as she could in her current position, and looked down at her hands. Those same hands that were now placed on his chest that she was just earlier groping. A squeal escaped from the ruffled woman as she shot her hands down from his chest to her sides.

“You…!” Sumiko’s voice hissed out like steam from a boiling teapot. “Shut up! You know damn well the reason why my hands were there, Kokushibo!”

The demon’s hands moved over to her long, brown curls of hair, twirling them in his fingers. “Yes,” he stated matter-of-factly, “I am no fool. I’m just a husband joking around with his wife now that she’s returned.” Sumiko scoffed at his response, rolled her eyes, and pressed against his chest to push him enough to get his filthy hands off of her.

“This wife of yours. Is she with us right now? Surely, that dunce of a woman would know how to keep you in check.”

Kokushibo nodded his head, pressing his knees onto the ground to sit as Sumiko stared at him. She crossed her arms as she started to tap her foot impatiently at him. Does this man think of her as a fool? Did he seriously think this was going to work? But, as the clock of time continued to tick down in this endless loop of confusion, it wasn’t long until Sumiko found herself kneeling across from him. “You’re the worst, you know? You knew that I would be stuck sitting with you if I wanted to know what’s going on.”

He continued his journey of silence, leaving the woman adjusting in her position. Her eyes locked onto his (or two sets of them) as she bit onto her bottom lip. “Michi,” she started off delicately, a sigh leaving her lips as she looked down at the ground. If she wanted to get anything out of this man, she was going to have to play by his rules.

“Yes, ‘Miko?”

“Can you please tell me what’s going on?” Silence again. Sumiko had to hold back a rumble in her throat that wanted to explode into a slew of curses and insults. No, she was an adult, an adult who knew better than to play with the second strongest demon in the world. “Please? For your ‘Miko?”

A cold hand moved up against her face. Sumiko watched his hand move up from her jaw, to her cheek… only to… Tap her on the nose. “Do not attempt to manipulate me, Sumiko. I’ve been alive longer than you’ve been reincarnated.” Her fist slammed hard onto the floor as she narrowed her eyes.

“Then tell me what’s going on, Kokushibo! Stop messing with me!”

“You are not stupid, Sumiko. I do not need to explain what you already know. Use that quick wit of yours for a task other than insults, and it will all make sense soon.”

Kokushibo should be killed. That thought ran through her head a thousand times as she imagined the hundreds of ways she could torture and end his life. As condescending and worthless as he was, he wasn’t wrong either… Sumiko scooted off of her knees and sat firmly on her behind as she leaned back. “Yeah, yeah, special blood that…” Sumiko paused. She looked around the empty castle like a child looking around for monsters in the closet and under the bed. “...That man wants. But, there’s got to be more. I know I didn’t agree to just that! Didn’t he tell you anything else?”

“No.”

Sumiko should have kept her sword. Why did she have to be an idiot and leave it back with the corp? It would be a delight to see this man’s head on the ground.

“No? What do you mean no?”

“Sumiko. There is nothing left for you to know. You have blood that Lord Muzan wants, and you willingly agreed to be here. What else is it that you need to know? Your deal is between you and Lord Muzan, not between us.”

Sumiko moved childishly, crawling over to him as she pressed her finger accusingly against his chest. “Then why are you here? The first person I see in this castle just so happened to be you?”

Kokushibo shook his head, moving his hand to rest on the small part of her back. “You truly do not understand the power you have, do you?”

She gasped when she felt his hands wrap around her waist and pull her closer. “What the hell are you doing!?” She shrieked as she found herself plopped onto his lap. Sumiko gulped, now noting how dry her lips were as she wet them. “Kokushibo?”

“Don’t… Call me that anymore.” He said in a hushed voice as he closed his eyes and pressed his head against the nape of her neck. “My… My name is Michi right now.”

Oh… Ohhh… Sumiko let out a weak laugh as she realized the insanity of her situation. Here she was, accusing this upper moon of withholding information from her as if he was the one pulling the strings. A man who had spent months pestering her, claiming that she was his wife. The same man that plagued her dreams with memories that felt so wrong yet so right. Stories and promises she should have never known, but they were forever linked to her soul. Their souls. Right. She nearly forgot why he would be the first one to show up and be there to catch her. “Michi,” Sumiko started, gripping onto the back of his hair tightly. “You’re such a self-centered man.” And yet, as her words spilled out, the strength of her resentment was mixed with a hint of playfulness she never thought she was capable of.

“I missed you.”

Sumiko’s breath hitched at his words. Her eyes shook as she forced a smile to play on her lips. “That talk we had last month…” Sumiko takes a second to recollect herself. Still remembering the loud clash of their swords and how easy it was for him to take her down in just less than a minute. She was so close to death, and yet, he never struck his sword. Sumiko could remember how his eyes lowered, and he offered her his hand. Would things be different if she… “How long? How long have you been waiting for a chance to say that?”

“Centuries. I’ve spent so long without you.” He admitted as he pulled her closer to press a kiss on the corner of her jaw. Sumiko winced at the touch but relaxed and pressed her hands against his shoulders to steady herself. “Gone… gone from my arms for hundreds of years, but you’re back, you’re mine again.”

Sumiko grumbled again under her breath. “Like you hadn’t left your family to become a demon in the first place.” She angrily hissed out. Her voice sounded not of her own, but that anger, that fire burned within her like a memory was crawling out to be released. “Do you think I’ll just let you back in because you waited?” Another kiss to her jaw. And then another, and another. All of them moving up from her jaw to the corner of her lips with dried, freezing lips that made her skin burn at the contact.

“If you didn’t want me, then you wouldn’t have agreed to Lord Muzan’s deal.” He spoke between kisses, teasing her lips with a promise of reunion as he covered over them but went back to her cheek. “The corps were willing to stay by your side. You had allies, friends, family, and yet you threw it all away.” He wasn’t wrong… flashes of her fellow hashira played through her mind, and yet, the one person who kept showing up was Michi. Her Michikatsu. The same man who loved her over 400 years ago…

“You have a lot of confidence for a man this desperate for a woman. Don’t you have any shame?”

“I am just a husband holding his wife in his arms.” This again? Sumiko thought she was going to throw a fit. “If you wish for me to let go, then push me away like you did before, and I will let you be.”

“If I wanted to push you away, I would have done so by now, you foolish man.” The hashira took a few deep breaths as she tried to lean his kisses to her lips. She groaned when he purposely missed her lips. “Michikatsu…”

“Li Fānghuá?” That name sounded bitterly sweet from his lips. He didn’t deserve to know her name, and yet here he was, speaking it like the two of them had never been enemies in battle. Sumiko leaned closer, brushing her lips against his, and she closed her eyes.

“I missed you too.”

[possession1981-moving]

🚨❤️‍🔥

[cielosuerte]

btw speaking of periods. here's a couple tips if nobody's told you — and these r just my personal experience of what worked for me, so take with a grain of salt! also just to say it from the jump i hope at least some of this could help a trans woman experiencing periods <3

Caffeine can help with cramps & (some) headaches. Even if it doesn't help you feel more awake or affect you in the typical way for whatever reason, it still helps with the cramps! If you don't like caffeinated beverages, midol or excedrin are both painkiller brands (acetimenophen i believe in both) that have caffeine in the pills as well, so you can take those to help without having to drink coffee or tea etc.

Heating pads or an electric blanket will change your life, but they can be expensive. You can make your own microwaveable heating pad with thick fabric and dried beans for much cheaper, just look up a diy guide to make sure you don't blow up your kitchen in a beancident (tone tag: silly!! very unlikely you can explode your kitchen, but you should still handle it carefully and not microwave it too long). If you don't want to or can't buy a heating pad/hot water bottle/make a heat plush, you can buy those little handwarmer bags at convenience stores (especially in the colder months). They're air activated and not all too expensive and last a while. I would take two or three and put them in a pillowcase and fold it up so i could lay it on my stomach like a heating pad without it directly touching my skin - since that can burn you.

Even if you don't experience bleeding, i would still recommend drinking a lot of water especially if you're like me and can barely get through a 16oz water bottle over two days (i'm working on it shh). It just is really good for you & again, can help with cramps, headaches, fatigue, and tbh even emotional symptoms.

You may not feel like eating anything when ur on ur period and i get it, i really do, but u gotta eat still bc it will make it all so much worse if you're on ur period AND hangry. that said, if you have any food sensitivities i would take extra care to avoid them during ur period bc you don't need to feel bloated and sick from your period And from eating lunch. it's horrid & i would sometimes end up playing myself like this right before a 6-8 hour shift on my feet and talking the whole day (i'm a teacher so i also would have to be explaining things and yknow, teaching without collapsing face first bc stomach ache).

As far as food goes, here's what worked for me: eating the same amount of food i normally do, but instead of 3 big meals and a snack or two (eating every 4 hours or so) i'd take my food amount and spread it out to turn it into a kind of constant nibbling the whole day (so finishing eating something every hour or two). i have stomach issues as-is so this helped prevent nausea and bloating, and also helped my energy stay consistent especially if i mixed it with drinking a lot of water and juice. personally it might be worth it to avoid super heavy/dense foods and invest in easy to make and simpler foods. like, protein bars, fruit strips, fresh fruit (apple slices and peanut butter <3) and veggies (carrots glazed in honey or roasted brussel sprouts are more delicious and easier to make than you think!). also, as much as you can, listen to what your body wants to eat. if ur craving chocolate, eat that. bc it's better to eat and feel good abt what you're eating than either not eating or feeling worse than you already do by forcing urself to eat stuff you don't want.

Last thing about food sorry it's just that eating is so important: If you have a good idea of when you get your period or when the worst symptoms are, try meal prepping the week before. nothing huge and complicated. you can straight up just make like six PB&Js and keep em in the fridge. if you have the energy to cook something you can have as leftovers, awesome! (one of my go to meals was boiling frozen pork & leek dumplings in chicken broth i made from store bought concentrate. took like 15 mins and i could sit by the warm stove and just watch it cook and then pour it in a thermos and then go lay face down somewhere. and it had salt, protein, carbs, veggie, just a great meal. and it being hot helped with cramps plus it was super light on my stomach!!)

Hate to say it but exercise helped so much with making periods manageable. If you can, try taking a 15 min walk each day. at the very least do some stretches within ur ability and comfort to help with general joint pain and keeping your body from feeling "creaky".

I love u please take care of yourself 🤍

[teutaranaway]

quick little 40 min helvetica doodle i havent drawn him since the Incident

[edwardteachs]

theres an inherent loneliness in online friendships. I've had so many deep and beautiful and profound relationships with people in other countries, on the other side of the world. but suddenly they delete a social media, or stop responding, or life gets in the way and it's not like you can just ask to hang out some day because how are you supposed to reach them? how am I supposed to reach you? I miss you. I miss you. I'm so lonely and I miss you

[monsterbisexual]

[turntechanomaly]

My f/os think my short bitten nails and cracked chewed lips and crooked teeth are cute and charming <3

[virmillion]

keep meaning to write this down and then forgetting. anyway the vibes of the ragt crew are akin to this post i think, plus that whole dynamic in general

worry not, i will explain insufficiently

ghost - maximus

here out of obligation. a little different bc they’re more here for aleth (rapunzel) than for rough (flynn), but by god are they stuck here until rough is dealt with

absolutely does not trust or like rough, but plays nice for aleth’s sake

unwittingly buddies with tumble (pascal), for reasons neither of them can particularly discern

aleth - rapunzel

sort of the peacekeeper between Angry Horse and Angry Boy

would really like to do her own thing, but has to rely on their antics to get through it

tumble - pascal

also there

does not speak

what more could you want

rough - flynn

a lying liar who lies

trying his darnedest to be something he’s not

also trying to help aleth, but keeps getting distracted by his own thing

inexplicably in an ultimate bro-rivalry with a fucking horse ghost

there’s more in terms of the Vibes that i can’t quite put in words but i wanted it saved Somewhere bc i keep coming back to it in my mind. anyway. “weird vibe here guys” aleth vs “sworn enemies on sight” ghost and rough

[nistarot]

sorry but it is literally so important to love yourself especially if you don't love yourself. maybe that doesn't make sense but i mean that i have a lot of scars. i mean that i have a soft jawline and my nose bumps in a weird place and my eyebrows like to grow into each other. i mean that my elbows are sharp and my arms hang like batwings. it is so vital to make litanies for yourself. to think of yourself as someone you love even if you do not love you. i don't love a lot about myself but i love the idea of myself because if i think about myself, my skin on someone else's skeleton, i have to love it. i have to because it is so cruel, i think, to hate the immutable for its own sake. things suck so bad and i can never blame anyone for the angels they wrestle but i can say please please please love yourself even if you hate yourself because there's only ever gonna be one of you and rare things normally sell for millions but rare things are not people and rare people are priceless. you cannot quantify the sum of your parts it's love all the way down even when it isn't. is this microphone on. are you listening. oh my g-d you have to love yourself like nobody is watching. this is how you build a life to live inside of. it's all from the inside out.

[gemharvest]

Ok I think the game I was thinking of involves being sent a character as well and I'm going to explode if the song and character don't work together so.

Send me an ask with a number* 1-100 and I'll sketch what the corresponding song makes me think of.

*Sending in multiple numbers is welcome!

Ok now is anybody reblogging that wrapped art ask game. I want to do art based on my top songs.

[scaredstupid]

i love obsessing over characters that literally nobody else gives a shit about

[fagdykevash]

customers honestly amaze me to no end. where did you find this. why did you "put it back" all the way over here. how did you manage to open that product to "test" it faster than i can blink. we have demos of that out right now. what the fuck

[reg1ment]

hugs from forest :>