#smth about him.... i want to study him like a bug

[introspectivememories]

i hope i am not just your average dc enjoyer to you but also your favorite timbern poster

[inkmaze]

shaking lawrence gordon round like a bug in a jar

[pand1on]

shadow's character model in boom is so endearing to me. he is so itty bitty and overflowing with rage and has the most autistic stare known to man. he's SO important

[arminsumi]

growing up with gojo satoru.

NOTE: it's a trash draft abt growing up with gojo and he had a crush on u since ever or smth idk i think it's a potential backstory for a fic?? 👍🗑️

you and satoru have known each other since you were toddlers because the gojo family and your family are very close. he was born just two years after you.

growing up, he was the richest and snobbiest and snottiest. but he could be charming if he needed to be. formal when he needed to be. just not to you, his closest friend. his only friend growing up.

satoru greatly enjoyed picking on you. he annoyed you to death. chasing you down the halls while your parents had tea together. tripping you. ruffling your hair. stealing your sweets and putting them above his head once he had hit that big growth spurt and you could no longer reach them. "accidentally" spilling tea all over your new kimonos. bringing bugs to you just to freak you out.

but that was just all the annoying childhood memories that you dwelled on. if you asked your parents, you'd hear stories of how you and satoru were inseparable; jointed at the hip, the one never strayed too far from where the other was. where you went, he followed without missing a step and vice versa. often you'd be holding hands without realizing. you remember your grandparents laughing and teasing the two of you about that many times, and then you and satoru would throw each other disgusted looks and let go of each other's hands — only to resume that fingerlocking a few minutes later. it was subconscious for him to stick so close to you.

dwelling on the bad memories detracted you from remembering all the good memories.

the times satoru comfortingly slept at your side when you stayed the night during a thunderstorm at his house. all the times he stood up for you and faced off with that brat sukuna. how suguru would console and hug you while satoru threw fists with the other boy; always, always emerging victorious and bearing a triumphant, almost cocky smirk at you. albeit with blood dribbling out of his nose. you remember sukuna always picking on you, but not in the way satoru did; he had a malicious way about it, but satoru's teasing was playful and even cute. he was tasteful with his jokes, never falling victim to crudeness or vulgarity, never genuinely offending you.

and satoru's mother really liked to bring up that satoru had a "boyish crush" on you around the ages 10 - 14. she mentioned it at dinner all the time, when he was reaching the ages of 16 - 18 it really annoyed him.

"i did not have a crush on bugface." he would always deny it. ah, that ancient nickname, the one that still got on your nerves. and it came to be all because a bug landed on your cheek one day at the riverbank and you didn't notice until satoru pointed it out and burst with laughter.

satoru was gifted. you know, a child prodigy. he was the strongest. and growing up with him, he always used his gifts and strength to protect and care for you, whether it was physically or mentally. throwing fists with people who picked on you, acting like your bodyguard at times even if a boy simply wanted to ask you out on a date. studying with you until you aced your papers so that the both of you could go to the same high prestigious high schools.

albeit he was a bit enigmatic with how he showed his care. it was in the little things. helping you out the river when you fell in when you were twelve, confronting sukuna while you cried in suguru's arms about what he had said about your family, or picking blossoms out your hair.

that last one was something he continued to do through his whole life. whenever a blossom or leaf tangled into your hair, or got caught on your clothes, satoru would very gently pluck it off. he did it so smoothly that you never noticed he was doing it. though sometimes, you'd look at him suspiciously and ask why he was standing so close to you. he'd flick his brows up and hum "nothing."

[revasserium]

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY (belated?) BIRTHDAY !!!!

i was the one who bugged you about a kageyama fic a week ago 😭 i really want to reiterate that you are SUCH a good writer !!! i love the way you bring them to life with words <333

anyway … i wanted to ask if you could do a (surprise surprise) kageyama drabble about him not believing that reader is so gentle and patient with him despite his lack of tact ? and how he comes to terms with the fact that he absolutely does not mind letting himself become familiar to that kind of kindness (that he’s never known before)

smth smth “if you get really good, i promise you someone even better will come and find you”

THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU ARE SO GOOD

rain's b-day event!

a study of hands

kageyama tobio; fluff; this...isn't exactly what you req-ed but i hope you still like it!!! tobio nation rise!!!

He has always loved your hands — perhaps because as a setter, he’s so acutely aware to his own hands, in a sport where they are more than half the battle — in a world that has always taught him to grab onto the things he wants with both hands, and to never let go.

He has never been a gentle person, but with you, he thinks he might like to try.

“You don’t always have to hold on so tight, y’know,” you say, giving him a squeeze. He blinks, frowning. You roll your eyes, “I’m not going anywhere, okay? Promise.”

It’s so different, this kind of being — with you. Learning to let go when he so badly wants to hold you close.

“It’s kinda like water…” you tell him, the sea-breeze twisting your hair into a plume of dark smoke around you, the sunset gilding the sky in gold, “the harder you squeeze, the faster it leaves.”

“Then…” Kageyama looks down at his own hands, wondering at all the things in life he might’ve forced away from him just by holding on.

“Trust,” you say, bending down to take his hands in yours, the touch so light his heart aches, “that the things and people that you love… will always come back to you. No matter what.”

Kageyama feels your hands slip from his, and fights the urge to reach back out. He nods, though he’s still not sure he totally understands.

“No matter what?” he asks.

You turn and smile at him, a smile that he wishes he could press to his chest, to tuck into a pocket and save it for a rainy day. But he doesn’t. He learns, and he lets you smile.

“No matter what.”

final wc: 298 || be part of my taglist!

[withlove-xixi]

hi xixi!! could you write a fic where a normally teasing/silly reader actually gives chilchuck serious compliments and tells him how much they admire him? preferably gn/male reader but i’m not picky (*´꒳`*)

- bard anon

— FROM THE HEART: chilchuck x reader

ᥫ cw: chilchuck is a bit mean, but what's new? ᥫ wc: 946 ★ hello again my dear bard ano-non~! i did something short and sweet teehee :3! wanted to do smth that was chil focused, like w his perspective and him slowly warming up to things and stuff! tho ... idt its how u might've pictured this request to be im sorry but i hope you enjoy ٩(๑`ȏ´๑)۶ cross posted on ao3

— CHILCHUCK’S A BIT TOO SERIOUS SOMETIMES.

[♡]: he saves no time for dillying or dallying, he focuses on what’s important. it was a trait his employers admired him for. sure, it makes him seem more standoffish than he’d like to be, but hey, whatever gets the job done, right? wrong! because as much as he’s planned on keeping his coworkers at simply an arms reach, it seems as if he’s pushed them a bit further than anticipated.

CHILCHUCK ALWAYS SAW YOU AS IMMATURE, how couldn’t he when you could just be so childish sometimes? It’s not to say he doesn’t enjoy your company or admire your skills, but gods, you were just a bit… annoying sometimes. Chilchuck was never a patient man, but with you? It was as if you found new ways to toy with him, to drag him around like a ragdoll in a dog’s mouth. It was aggravating for one, he was a grown man, he deserves to be treated like one. It pissed him off how you’d tease him like you were school kids, how you could just be a bit too carefree at times, especially during work hours.

Now was no different as he pressed his fingers against both temples, rubbing circles on them as you conspicuously watched him work, no doubt wearing that stupid grin on your face. Normally, Chilchuck already hated it when people watched him work, it simply bugged him. He felt cramped, suffocated. Plus there was always the threat of them undermining his abilities as a locksmith, that hurt is pride more than anything. With you, he disliked it twice as much, finding there to be so much pressure with expectant eyes so intently studying the way his fingers moved.

Now was no different.

Chilchuck heaved a heavy sigh, without turning back, called out to you: “you gonna keep staring?” He said it so plainly, though you could tell his eye would twitch in frustration, as it usually did when you pushed the poor half-foot to his limits.

“I just like watching you work, Chil,” you softly said, smiling slightly. You rested your chin on your palm, squatting a bit closer behind him.

Chilchuck sighed again. You could tell he rolled his eyes with the way he shook his head.

Again, it wasn’t that Chilchuck didn’t enjoy your company. In fact it was something he looked forward to, after work hours of course. Post-dungeon crawl drinks at the bar were the carrot at the end of a stick for Chilchuck, and he enjoyed them even more when you were around. You had this way of lightening the mood, easing the tension. Could he truly be blamed if you were simply so nice to be around? But of course, work was different. Chilchuck was different when it came to work. It was something he was certain you noticed, something you’ve learned about him. The change in his demeanor, how he began to smile less, how his eyebrows knit more. It was like Chilchuck had an on and off switch, knowing the right time and place to wise up and when to just relax. And Chilchuck was certain you’d pick up on that, that it would be another thing you learn about him. He’s proven wrong, of course, with the way you leaned forward to get a better view of the lock he’s picking.

He’s about to open his mouth to scold you for doing so, to snap at you to back off and give him some room to breathe or something along those lines. But you beat him to it, cutting through the silence by letting out a soft giggle.

“You’re really cool, you know?”

Five words and he feels his breath falter.

Anybody else, he might’ve lashed out, called them out for patronizing him or looking down on him or teasing him. And honestly, Chilchuck half-expected him to do the same to you. He had fallen victim to your antics far too many times before, a half-hearted, playful quip would’ve been almost natural for him to hear from you.

Except deep down inside him, he knows it isn’t half-hearted, it isn’t playful. He hears it in the way you said it (perhaps his keen sense of hearing helps him pick up on it more). There’s something he’s not entirely used to hearing in your tone, that being pure, genuine admiration. It was the sappy kind he used to get when his daughters would watch him work or cook dinner, the one that was just so awestricken it was almost pure, innocent. And you had said it so casually too, like you were just stating facts and not shattering his world right now, chipping away at the walls he didn’t intend to build so high.

Chilchuck's heart felt a pang of guilt that for even a second he might've thought you were teasing him, because he knew that had you both been in the bar, two or three drinks down, faces flushed, smiles bright, he wouldn't have second-guessed your compliment. He would've smiled a bit wider and blushed a bit more, shoot back some weak response on how you're just joking because he knows you're being serious.

He felt just a bit more guilty when he turned back to meet your face, a gentle smile gracing your lips, staring at him like he had just constructed cathedrals, that he had done something greater than picking a simple lock. It fills Chilchuck with unbelievable warmth and it allows him to entertain the idea that perhaps he's come to be a bit too harsh, a bit too distant.

"Thanks," he says quietly, his eyes quickly averting yours.

He hears you giggle again, louder this time. "Such a cutie." He hears you say with a soft sigh right after. Chilchuck hid his face in his neck warmer, humming in response, afraid trusting his voice would expose how flustered he’s become. He turned back to his work, a small loving smile resting on his face. Perhaps it was time for Chilchuck to take things easy and start to be a bit less serious. Especially when it comes to you.

[lynlyndoll]

thinking of friends to lover w chan.. sorry but I have to do this..

you met him at the beach, he accidentally bumped into you

he lit started rambling w his excuses but you had a smile on your face and when he saw you weren't mad he was smth like "Wait, u aren't mad?". he was so confused😭

but you reassured him that this happens and that it isn't a big deal

he still felt bad, so he got you lunch

you asked him to stay, so you two had a lunch in the beach (pls i want that sm-)

and that's how u got to know each other

hanging out, watching movies etc

before you knew it, you both made a 2 yr old friendship

it was so easy w him. everything was just normal for you both

but things started changing, at least on your part, when it was once raining and you saw a cat freezing outside. even though he likes dogs more, he couldn't let the poor soul there, so he immediately went to get the kitten. he then returned to you and started rambling over how the little guy needs a place to stay, so he said he will take it 😭😭 you wanted to take him as well, but when u saw the look on his face, full of worry for the cat, you gave in

that was the moment u started to feel that you wanted to be more than friends. because he was the kindest person ever. because he always thought about the others in such gentle way.

things started changing for him as well, but you didn't know. he really doesn't know how and when and every other question that he had related to the moment couldn't be exactly answered. but the moment he did realize it was when you, hannah and his mom were having lunch together. he came back from gym and saw the three of you chatting so naturally. obviously, he knew that his family liked you, but the moment where he saw all three, he couldn't stop wondering if this would happen if you'd be his girlfriend.

so, you both started pining over eachother, but without the other one knowing

but, he accidentally revealed it while he thought he was writing to changbin

chan : I can't do this- i feel like im going to explode if I'm not going to tell her, man.

you : tell her what? and who are we referring to?😭

chan : bin, we just talked about it. y/n. tell her that I like her?

you : oh!

that's when he knew he fucked up.

he realized you were the one he texted, so he immediately rushed to his room, locking himself up and throwing the phone on the bed.

you rushed to his bedroom, but saw it was locked. "Chan, it's me.."

he groaned in embarrassment, so you continued. "the texts.. are true, right?"

feeling a little bit awkward to talk to you like that, he opened the door and you sighed in relief. he nods at your question, so you smile "I like you too." is what you say as you hug him

aaaand that's how it goes.. sorry, I am so annoyed that I can't write anything else (even though I want to) as a fic, so I did this😭 I'm so mad (on myself) actually bcs I'll have an exam RIGHT AFTER I GET BACK HOME, on the 6th January.. so I can't even focus on anything else bcs my parents keep bugging me about it. "have you studied?" ofc I did, folks, I'm your child ffs don't yall know me?!😭 anyway, the thing is that I'll try as much as I can to write those Christmas fics.😼

[lenasprouts-words]

olderbrother!skz headcanons :3

gn!reader with a scenerio w menstruation in changbin’s! maknae line

i want an older brother… anyways

bang chan

oh ho ho you KNOW hes gonna be super duper protective of u

like nuh uh the kids can NOT meet you

but u still get to hang out w maknae + jin line (closer to their age)

age gap is like three years or smth so

his parents adopted you when he was four and u were one

movie nights every weekend frfr

or atleast movie nights on call

and whenever you got tea, he’s on the ready

best best advice, like, ever

sometimes you wonder if this is his nineteenth life or smth

so wise

you painted a mug for him once

no one is allowed to touch it

it has its place in the gym bros’ dorm

sometimes picks you up and runs when your talking to someone

and if you ignore him he’ll start cuddling up to you

’channie get tf away go annoy seungmin or whatever im studying’

gives you nicknames like ‘buggy bear’ and ‘baby duck’

makes you learn languages with him

when he learned ikaw for manila, ph concert he showed you first

bc he knows you like listening to tagalog

he has videos of you singing and falls asleep to it when he gets homesick

lets you listen to his unreleased songs and tracks on his laptop

you got to make one that one time at home too

you send little messages to him thru out the day

and scold him when he’s up working

you know bc he gave you his location

you bought his bubble and constantly tease him

when he comes home he takes you and berry to the aquarium

he picks you up and spins you when yall hug

its the funnest thing ever

will not hesitate to bring up that time you ate hamster poop thinking it was choco chips

lee know

okay he’d be really scary to your friends but like a cat around you

your age gap b like, one or two years

he annoys you about anything

crushes, enemies, good animes or mangas

stuff like that

in turn you bug him about the members

’whats jisung like when hes sick’ ‘oh do you know innie’s plans are tomorrow’

he finds your hyunjin pc collection and blows your phone up

but his hugs are so nice and warm

he holds you by the shoulders and his hands go down your back

eventually he starts tickling you

but you use the self defense moves he’s been teaching you

one of your middle school friends had a crush on him

they were flabbergasted when you walked home together

buys you things that remind you of him

and leaves it on your window sill/table/bed

his favorite hoodie is the bunny w the middle finger bc you gave it to him

makes your lunch for you and leaves slightly passive aggressive notes in them, still sweet tho

although once you got a note that said

’give me back my hoodie or i’ll shove a water bottle up your asshole. xoxo lino hyung’ that was for jisung

once decided to pick you up from work to get sushi

your coworkers were like

’wow i didnt know they had a boyfriend’

you cried laughing hearing that and so did min

teased you about the fanfic you wrote when you were thirteen

and you tease him about the 2PM shrine he had

obviously you both r cat ppl

so he takes you to cat cafe dates all the time

insists on paying and saying you’ll pay next time

sends random ass pics on tour all the time

changbin

he absolutely cherishes you

like holds you up like a trophy infront of his friends all the time

youre two-three years apart from each other

he loves loves giving you piggy back rides

also loves squeezing the life out of you

youre the one he goes to when he buys something

and he’s the one you go to for relationship advice

once you took him to an amusement park

your camera roll was full of blackmail

tens of millions of inside jokes

one of the kids will fix their hair and you’ll both burst out laughing

bc once changbin ran into a pole fixing his hair

your ultimate group is newjeans so you went to a fansign

and got bin a signed teddybear

he cried when you gave it

he constantly tells you to be safe

when your going somewhere

’bye baby cub (nickname lol), be safe have fun love ya!’

when you need a little pick me up

he comes to you with your favorite ice cream flavor and his laptop

your emergency contact

one of your friends has to text him and he gets super suspicious

’cub who tf is this? why were they texting me?’

almost started a whole ass fight

its okay tho he apologized and bought chocolate

constantly tells you to go to bed early bc he doesn’t want you to ‘become like channie-hyung’

will run to get you what you need

if you got your period and arent prepared he’ll know

just sprints to the nearest cvs

even cleans up your nasty bedsheets bc u leaked

’oh dont worry cub i can handle it’

your on his close friends list on instagram

most times its just dedications to you that he puts on his story

hyunjin

his day one frfr

like your only a year apart so your tight asf

his hugs will be gentle but so warm

bear hugs>>>>

his huge ass hands will totally go around your neck for comfort

he also digs his face into your shoulder

he paints many things for you

like he’ll also give you his unfinished projects when he’s sick of them

shines when you compliment him

teaches you choreos and lets you make up some

dyes your hair often too

spa nights where its just the two of you with a movie of your choice in the bg

those are the days where you can just. let go

tea gets spilt. i mean like, you know absolutely everything abt the other atp

spontaneous karoake nights

he gets worried when you drink tho

’noooo what if you fall on your face and then it gets ruined!!’

when he’s tired or down tho

one of the members text you and you come over with your comfort box you packed for these situations

face masks, iced americanos, watermelons, fluffy blankets, llama eye masks for sleeping, an air purifier, room spray, and a huge hoodie and sweatpants/shorts bc he probs did NOT shower in his funk

when he goes home you take walks together and catch up

also you just. really like smelling his room

it smells like flowers and the perfume your late grandfather used

gifts you things from versace

his favorite colors are black and white; yours are brown and grey

picture wall of polaroids w photos u took together

you stream his music 24/7

he writes sad sad songs abt missing you

worse than hannie and his break up songs 😭

working on the maknae line!

[humblefryingpan]

I like drv3 talent swaps but I rlly wish ppl wouldn't just stick their 'ultimate leader' in dice. Like make up a new organization or just make them a leader of smth else, that's Kokichi's thing! They were important enough to Kokichi to be in his motive video, it's not like they're just random henchmen

Nearly everyone in drv3 had something else they could've led, none of them are connected to dice bc it wasn't designed for them. Like it doesn't even need to be a crime organization, that was tailored to Kokichi.

And you don't need to take away their entire personality because they're better at a different thing? Like gonta would still like bugs, it's like 90% of his personality. Let them lead something that has meaning to them instead of just y/n-ing them into dice. I'm gonna stick ideas under the cut bc like be creative?

Rantaro - idk him very well, didn't he raise his (many) sisters? Being a leader doesn't always mean they're in an organization/club

Kaede - stick her in a band? Or like a choir group. Leading a criminal organization would change her character a lot

Ryoma - tennis team? Idk much about sports. Or like a prison gang bc didn't he say he went to prison

Kirumi - ngl you wouldn't have to change a single thing there, she's the president already

Angie - student council? Or like a priest

Tenko - idk her that well but like lead some kinda akido group? Like a martial arts club. Dice has dudes so she definitely wouldn't be their leader

Korekiyo - yeah I know nothing about him or anthropology. Study group (studying culture) ?

Miu - Engineering club

Gonta - could he be the leader of bugs? Yk like how ppl can train bugs into behaving differently. If not then a bug study group (ik I already said that but it's a different type of study group okay?)

Kaito - training group? Like with Maki and Shuichi or like a group of astronauts-in-training with Kaito as their group leader

Kiibo - robotics/engineering club. He'd be so different without his talent though ngl

Tsumugi - cosplay group

Shuichi - lead detective on a case

Maki - she was in an assassin group right? Make her the leader of that

Himiko - magician club (lol my old teacher tried to make one of those but no one wanted to go)

Like they literally could've just led a group project rlly well, it doesn't need to be dice. I once read a fic where the new leader was literally just Kokichi with a name change. Sometimes it rlly seems like people want a roleswap instead of a talent swap and like there are so many options!

[weeb-polls-with-pip]

Autistic Anime Boys Side A Round 1 Match 2

Propaganda:

Gohan -

"Even though he has the potential to be the world's strongest fighter he'd rather study bugs. His rant about "super saiy-ants" in DBS: Superhero combined with his socially awkward behavior around people other than the main cast sealed the deal for me."

K1-B0 -

"KIIBO HAS SO MUCH AUTISTIC SWAG. It's hard for him to understand social cues and tones, he's also a cutie patootie. He may be a robot but I still think he should count. Robots are inherently neurodivergent coded to me sorry!!! Anyways he's just really sweet. He wants to understand other people but it's a bit difficult for him. He can seem like he's entirely logical and emotionless but he has like. A lot of feelings. A LOT. He just can't really express them all that well. Me and my friend were obsessed with this guy for years so that's gotta count for smth."

[lvrsturniolo]

im already obsessed with slytherin!chris omg let me cook for a sec

aurora wants to study for her owls w chris and chris keeps bugging her like “can we do smth interesting instead 🙄” but reluctantly helps her study anyways

fuehfjajckqks i alr love them sm

THANK YOU ANON!! I LOVE THIS IDEA SM

this is just a little smtn while im working on an actual fic!!

warnings: not proofread

it was around 8:45 pm, the large room was nearly silent besides the sound of rain falling on the top of the tower. Aurora and Chris are currently in the library, Owls are next week and Aurora takes studying very seriously. Chris on the other hand has much more “important” things to worry about. (In about two hours there will be a party in the Slytherin common room, a celebration of winning their quidditch match earlier in the day.) While the small blonde girl has her head buried in a book, Chris has his hand lightly placed on her thigh, thumb circling calmly as he tries to stay focused with what the girl’s trying to teach him. He misses so much class that he’s lucky to even know basics. He’s always been very touchy with her, which has never been much of a bother because he’s a touchy person. He’s always got his arm around someone, or playing with someone’s hair whilst chatting in the common room amongst your friend group. The soft skin on your thigh’s keeping his attention held to the book as well as it can, but it’s still not enough.

“C’mon Rory, put the book down just for a few hours. This party is gonna be so much fun, everyone’s going. I can’t stand sitting here any longer my ass is numb.” The boy begs quietly due to being in the library.

“Chris, you told me you’d study with me tonight! I promise there will be another party in less than a week, we can go to that one. You have got to focus if you want to pass!” The girl says, looking up at him, eyes a pleading expression.

“I-I know there’s gonna be more but this is celebration, Rory! I promise you I could care less about this stupid test, and you shouldn’t care as much as you do!” He says, almost a little frustrated but he keeps his calm, mostly because it’s only her; but she doesn’t know that.

Rory huffs lightly, sad that he wants to change plans but she knew he’d want to after the quidditch match. She turns her head back down to her book for a split second, thinking, before looking back up at him, doe eyes as pleading as ever.

“If we can study for just about two more hours, then we can go” she says, lightly smiling at him.

His grin widens instantly, grip lightly tightening on her thigh in happiness.

“You’re the best Rory, now where were we, page 82?”

“Kid we’re on page 351…”

A/N:I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS BUT LMK GUYS!!! AND THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST ANON!! 😚😚😚

I lowkey wanna make Chris an asshole but like with a soft spot for Rory type situation 😋

[merakiui]

THE COUNTDOWN IS THAT SOON??? oh goodness gracious. I checked your blog for the first time in a bit to see if I'd missed anything and was jumpscared 😭 thats so exciting though!! Omg!! :D - :3 anon

I gotta stop writing anon asks at like 2am I keep worrying I've made some kind of horrible typo 😭

I did want to add on though to my last ask that I checked your ao3 awhile ago and was honestly really surprised I'd missed so much! But I guess not checking in for a few months(?) will do that. I hope you're well btw!! I ended up reading your one fic about sea queen's son Azul and augfhhh your Azul continues to be lovely I Adore him. I need to bite him or smth. he's great. The way you do all the fish is SO good I really wish I had better words for it right now. I'm going to put them all in jars and study them like little bugs

- :3 again sorry

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:3 anon!!!!!! HELLO HELLO!!!! The countdown is indeed very soon!! My apologies for the jumpscare. ^^;;;; the murder eel has that effect.

Thank you so much for reading 'tako no hanayome'!!!!!!! I love sea prince Azul. He's so beloved. ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) I also like the disagreement plot between humans and merfolk. In Floyd's suisui card, he mentions that humans and merfolk used to have tense relations and that it's not like that anymore, but his parents still warned him and Jade from going to the surface when they were young. I'd like to explore that in more fics, especially with royalty aus!!!! >w< there's so much potential!!

I'm happy you enjoy my portrayals of the fish. ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ I will be studying them alongside you!!! They're so fun to write.

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

do you have any shiera seastar headcanons? i hate how little we know about what part she played in westerosi politics even though she's supposed to be one of the great bastards.

Omg for real though!! Let her have some of that evil advisor slay I think she’s earned it 😭

- For starterssss though!! I think I’ve talked about this a lot but I do like to think she was raised in Daeron’s household because there was no one to really take care of her since her mom (Hightower plant) died and her dad kinda sucks. She was most likely primarily raised by a nurse but…. Idk. I like to think Myriah would braid her hair and she’d play with the other kids, as a treat <3

- Also, I think she should absolutely be a Weird Kid™️ like, making mud potions and catching bugs and putting them in her pockets to show people, for no other reason than that’s kinda fun lol

- I think I did see an art piece of Shiera a while ago with a pet parrot or smth like that……. I like that idea tbh, so she gets a parrot his name’s Sunfyre II and he regularly picks fights with Brynden’s ravens :)

- This headcanon might be a bit weird but I mean….. I kinda want her to have a passion for a very early sort of marine biology? Like yes witchcraft is also really cool but I have no idea why her last name is Seastar so….. idk, let her dissect starfish and other sea creatures or smth!! She can make cool graphs about their biology! Let her study the migration patterns of salmon whenever Brynden brings her up to the riverlands!!! And idk maybe this weirdo obsession with the sea can add to her witchcraft allegations!!

- Likely did sleep with both Aegor and Brynden but liked Brynden better because he’s goth. Don’t have many headcanons on their relationship but I like the idea of him proposing marriage in increasingly convoluted ways to try and trick her into saying yes and her pulling even more convoluted ways of saying no. It just kinda became their lil game, as a little haha silly <3

- Lived for a long time. Like, an absurdly long while. She might still be alive now, even, who knows it’s a ~mystery~ wheeee!!

[jfouler]

speaking of jamie's mom, here's the jamie's mom post

miss li huiwen (going last name-first name) ... english name is loretta, she likes to be called lorrie :]

very stoic, but not cold, really. she just doesn't outwardly express much emotion, and definitely doesn't smile often. her emotions are locked away very tightly! this is mostly a deliberate choice - she sees no need to serve them up or bring eyes to them. i also like to think her parents claim she rarely cried as a baby.

values her community quite a lot, especially now that she lives alone with her plants (and her cat). she manages the plant nursery which she has been working at for many many years. her coworkers adore her. though there are definitely some frequent customers that think she's 'offputting'

has always found true solace in gardening. she names her plants, talks about their different 'personalities'… they're her little friends who need her. she likes to have something to care for, to be needed by something - a plant, a pet, a child. it keeps her tethered to the world.

she is fascinated by human anatomy and the workings of it. originally that was what she was studying - she wanted to become smth like a physical therapist or smth in forensic science. then she got her silly plant nursery job which was supposed to be temporary but she was like ugh. i like this so much more

still she loves to critique gore in movies and books. "an injury like that wouldn't bleed that way" / "that is NOT what happens if you get sliced there" / "that is NOT what that organ looks like" etc etc

loves mae so much. as everyone does! she sends her holiday cards in the mail, complete with fun animal facts or something. she is very happy to be a grandmother, even though she doesn't see mae very often.

when jamie graduated, he and his mama went out to dinner afterward, and she told him she was proud of him. he cried. and now she makes it a point to tell him she's proud of him - she always ends their calls with that

not afraid of any bug. she will beat the shit out of the scariest roach you've ever seen. she'd be a great monster hunter.

she can play the piano!

[bilberson]

Webber story hc:

I know this is directly ignoring the canon of how it happened but I don’t care. I like suffering cause I have to suffer too. This is I’m direction of Webber. This hc is just a little more detail than what was shown in his rework video. Still the same Webber but more... details.

So we all know how it went, stole the key, got ate, became Webber, parents come in and his father goes in with the flame, causing Webber to flee. What if that didn’t happen straight away. Yeah yeh fight or flight, what about freeze? You know when spiders get attacked they just stay stunned and take it? What if Webber just froze up to the sight of being Threatened? Crouched on the floor and just held hands over head. Also, what if the door was just locked and he literally couldn’t escape into the outside?

This would allow rational thinking, Webber’s mother or smth would stop her husbands advances and go closer know seeing this was probably their child. So, their son transformed into a spider monster, something his mother wasn’t even aware was in the house. Blame shifting happens and it’s a back and forth, but it’s okay they still have their kid right? He’s safe...

Well, since Webber is no longer fit for school, or being outside, he’s home bound. That’s okay, at least his father is paying attention to him now, like he wanted. Though probably not in this sense, Webber if he does see their father it’s to spend time in his locked room being studied like a bug. It’s safe to say he didn’t see Webber as his son but more just another specimen now. Webber’s mother still tried, her best at least. It was hard to ignore how sad and distressed she was by her son’s appearance.

And let us not forget Webber is the combination of both the boy and the spider, some odd habits were picked up being the weird genetic mix. Most notably was climbing the walls to fall of straight after, that made dinner time eventful. That, and the fact Webber began to have peculiar eating habits and cravings for food not of that world. One way another it was gonna end up in tears. One night, one thing after another happened, Webber bit his mother. His father, seeing him at this point as nothing more than animal, grabbed him and chucked out the door. Webber scratching and begging to be let back in the house, promising to be good.

All he could hear was the loud arguing in the house and stuff breaking.

So, here we back are, Webber crying under a fallen log he used for shelter from the pouring rain. Then, Maxwell, being the kind soul he is (trademark) let Webber go to a world were he would be more accepted. In the end it’s the same result just more angst between the lines. This was all mainly inspired by the line “stale, like mums leftovers” which my brain auto went to “why he being fed stale stuff” so after that I made this.

[aesrot]

Thinking about one of the days in high school when the boys are playing dnd (this a little after rolan gets bugged) n rolan just conks tf out when they’re playing and like this is incredibly odd for rolan but he’s super stressed n everything has been super overwhelming that the one time he actually gets to relax for the first time in whatever n he just passses out and rolan is normally kinda quiet during dnd bc he’s very focused n they don’t even notice until it gets to combat or Rand asks rolan what his character wants to do and he’s just head down asleep b they’re just like ???????

ohhh this is interesting, we could explore more of how his (new?) body deals with being a bug and growing up and yk, Trauma™, all at the same time.

i picture he'd get some part time job and grind as much as he can to save some money for uni and for leaving galloway (bc i think that even if his departure was probably brusque for the others, i think its been planned for a while. not necessarily super detailed planning, byt yk saving money and keeping a bag with some things ready if things get too much and he has to leave quickly). that, along with his studying, which were already smth difficult and he tried tried tried but for very little result, plus his helicopter parents making him stressed at home as well... he didnt really allow himself to just sit down and actually truly relax.

so i think that maybe the guys would laugh a little, maybe rand would be like 'dude are my campaigns that boring??' at first, but i also think they'd understand, they'd let him have his rest. things have been tough for all of them, and they see how bad rolan is taking it, how hard he's trying to be normal, so jokes aside, they'd just cover him w a jacket or a blanket when they can and quietly agree to continue the game later.