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[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Vaggie wanting to flip Lute off during their next fight so bad when her stabbed hand Does The Thing again and Charlie calling out from off screen to "wait! remember to move slow so it doesn't get worse!!"

so Vaggie has to slowly and deliberately fold down each of her other four fingers until she and Lute are GLARING at each other over the middle one

so what’s the thoughts on Vaggie getting a heavenly spear through the hand

is it “well nothing got cut off so it probably healed up fine” or “good thing Vaggie already wears gloves by default!”. A “Charlie helps bandage it afterwards and maybe there’s a small scar but it’s okay this time” or “let’s add it to the pile of chronic pain she can blame Lute for”

bc getting so mad at the THOUGHT of your girlfriend dying that you rip out the spear impaling your hand to the floor (something something like a moth pinned to a card) so you can smack your asshole ex-coworker with it is a /move/ and I can’t decide if it’d be more fun for Vaggie to 100% heal from it without a scratch and piss Lute off more, or if i wanna daydream about Charlie having to keep track of which of her girlfriend’s hands she’s holding and be careful how hard she squeezes the right one from now on

Charlie: (delicately wrapping Vaggie's hand with gauze) "This is the THIRD TIME that bitch has given my girlfriend a major injury and I'm getting SICK of it."

Vaggie: "Charlie, the first two times happened before you even knew I existed."

Charlie: "I CAN STILL BE RETROACTIVELY PISSED ABOUT IT!" >:C

Vaggie: "Can you also kiss me about it? Help me feel better?"

Charlie: (instantly melting) "I need zero excuses for doing that ever."

[xappetites]

i'm not completely sure what this is i'm just real emotional about Frank Fucking Woods, same universe as this

This is a long time coming. Too long, where Frank is concerned. Thing is, they haven’t had time for it, with the constant driving back and forth to the VA, the hospital, the physical therapy, and the dragging bureaucracy of honorable discharge. Then David started getting nightmares —which is perfectly understandable for a kid his age who suddenly finds himself with no one in the world except Frank—, and Bell’s real good with nightmares.

So it’s been months since Frank’s had this: Bell’s perfect ass in his palms, her laughter in his mouth and the graceless bumping into shit on their way to the bedroom. The little shushed giggle as she tugs the armrest to straighten him down the hallway, freeing the foot paddle from the corner.

Trying to keep quiet is another new thing, since there’s a sleeping child a couple rooms away, but he’s not letting go now that he has his hands on her. In fact, Frank has half a mind to run her over and try carrying her himself just so he doesn’t have to stop touching her. But then she’s opening the door wide for him and this is why he suffers that sadistic fucker of a nurse at physical, so he can still maneuver his ass onto the bed and his own damn pants off when he wants to fuck his wife.

Bell laughs under her breath, kicking off jeans and underwear, moving to straddle him where he finally settles against the pillows.

“What’s so funny, huh?”

“Here.” Her answer is half whisper, half moan and goddamn, she’s already slick for him. She arches, presenting her tits so Frank can manhandle them free and nose at the warm, soft space between them. “For your frown.”

Frank’s cock reacts before he does, so do his hips. There’s a delightful ache in sliding against her, twitching, pretty much on instinct. Pulling at her waist and groaning into her mouth.

“You’re a little minx, aren’t you?”

“I have good reason to be.”

He’s always been a sucker for Bell’s smiles, from way back when he expected to babysit Adler’s shiny new automaton and instead got a toothy grin in the middle of a firefight —that for a long time made him wish he’d just been hit. But the one she gives him, perched in his lap and rocking against him until his cock catches and slides smoothly inside her, spears him straight through the heart.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this.” She says and she’s wearing this ‘home after a long day’ kinda smile, with eyes narrowed so Frank can’t tell she’s tearing up until the drop escapes down her cheek. “I’ve missed you.”

And he’s right there with her, choked up to finally have a minute for just her, the same old Bell squeezing his heart between her pretty palms, no matter how everything has changed.

“You got me, honey. All of me.”

All that’s left of me, he doesn’t say, because it’s depressing when he’d really rather fucking not. What he does manage, comes out barely understandable, pressed against her mouth and it’s a little bit pathetic anyway, but Frank can’t care when she’s chuckling into a filthy kiss and tightening around him.

“Oh, you like that?”

Bell pulls back, laughter turning into a giggle as she wipes the tears. And this time the pressure of her muscles on his cock is purposeful.

“I do.”

“All that cock just for you, huh?”

She bears down at that comment, rides him so slow and deep that she has to shush the very loud groan it pulls out of his throat. 

“The cock and all the rest,” Bell doesn’t falter in the rhythm she starts, works him like her pride’s on the line, “your laugh and your eyes, and the way your beard burns. All mine.”

God, what a fucking sucker she makes out of him. Frank’s never been a man to speak his affections, it’s too much to put on the line, to have his heart out there like that. Especially now that he’s even more convinced that loving the likes of him is poison. So he sneaks a hand between their bodies, shifts their balance with firm circles over her clit and tries to squeeze the truth into a single word.

“Yours.”

Despite his better judgment and not exactly to her benefit, as far as he’s concerned, but it’s true. It’s enough. All it takes for Bell’s orgasm to hit full force. A thing of beauty, dimmed quiet but so intense, her thighs shake. Aching in the pit of Frank’s stomach for a long second because he can’t flip her under him anymore, give those pretty legs a break and pound her full while she melts into the mattress for him.

She laughs, though, breathless. And she kisses him with a sort of manic joy, face glowing and hair sticking to her forehead; picking back where she left off, rolling her hips ‘till he’s emptying himself inside her, panting like a dog and —for a single shining second— content to the bone.

Hers.

Suspended in a moment where it doesn't matter that they’re sort of sticky, staving off the chill only by virtue of clinging to each other. Then Bell climbs off for long enough to get a warm, wet towel that she uses to clean him and herself; before tucking them both in with easy banter. Talking up a storm in what Frank suspects is an effort to distract him until she’s curled sweet against his side.

In the morning, when it’s the sun bright through the window that wakes them, Frank finds it’s the first night David’s slept through without screaming his way out of a nightmare. He lets Bell wash his hair, in the brand new, spanking bench she got installed in the shower. And he figures he’ll find his way through this. Even if it’s embarrassing, even if it’s painful.

For all the shit he’s survived and all the things he can still do, he refuses to let this be what fucking kills him.

[lifblogs]

How Each of the Bad Batch Members Use Their Skills On Pabu

Hunter

Tracks and catches game

Provides an early alert for storms and natural disasters (I’m assuming he can sense lightning build-up)

Helps Shep organize manual labor projects with the community

Learns to cook really well because of his excellent nose

Realizes he has perfect pitch from his enhanced senses and picks up music (maybe a string instrument, perhaps?)

Teaches self-defense classes (it started by accident)

Crosshair

Uses his excellent eye and observational skills to pick up doing artwork. Painting, maybe. He has the stillness and the patience for it.

Fishing (also requires the focus and patience he has, and different types of fishing, like spear-fishing probably require a good eye)

Search and rescue during natural disasters

Tech

Honestly, it’d he hard to get this guy to stop technologically upgrading Pabu. You get access to the holonet, and you get access to the holonet! Where would it end?

Tricky home repair jobs that require precision such as working with technology.

Accidentally teaches a class on strategy because he gets fed up that the local children don’t know as much as Omega about these very important things.

Would also be great with gardening given it is technically a science. Pabu’s gardens flourish under his control.

Wrecker

Home and architectural repair

Debris cleaning after storms

Fishing (particularly with nets and hauling in big fish)

Ends up helping the community by carrying heavy things they might need transported

Is always open to helping the infirm and elderly if his muscles are required

Echo

Accidentally starts physical therapy when he realizes he can provide information, help, and support for Pabu’s disabled community

Omega

This girl can do anything and everything, and her job is to live and thrive and grow, snd she does

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Chapter Three of Eid Fic is live now on ao3. Here’s a bit from the upcoming Chapter Four. The gang goes to Austin’s first Eid carnival!!

“Umm,” Marjan questions, craning her neck to survey the crowd milling around the lawn. “Where did TK and Carlos go?”

“Oh,” he laughs. “Carlos is trying to convince TK not to ride the mechanical bull.”

She groans. “Aren’t the rides just for kids?”

“You wouldn’t know it by the line of grown ass men waiting to ride it.” He spears himself a kebab. “I’d put real money on us having to respond to a medical emergency on that thing before the day is over.”

“As long as it’s not TK,” she laughs. “Carlos will be so pissed if they have to have the wedding in the ICU.”

“So Marj,” Paul starts, his words coming out slow and deliberate. “Where’s Joe today?”

“He is with his parents,” she responds mildly.

“You didn’t wanna join?”

“We’ve been on, like, two dates.”

After dinner with Paul and Asha, Joe asked her out on a formal date. She brought Carlos and TK as chaperones and it felt like a true double date.

They had dinner at a restaurant down by the river where they watched ducks and kayakers float by while they ate. Afterwards, they walked along the boardwalk down by the river and got ice cream cones, which they ate while strolling through the Zilker Botanical Gardens. Joe walked her to her car while Carlos and TK trailed behind, and he texted her later to make sure she got home okay.

TK was already on the phone with her when the text came through, having called as soon as they got home so he could ask her how she felt about the date and gush about how well he thought the night had gone. He audibly swooned when she told him Joe had texted to check on her, and she chucked at the sound of Carlos’s voice in the background asking if he was the one trying to date the guy.

“God,” TK stage whispered into the phone. “I can’t get any privacy to gossip in peace around here.”

In the present moment Paul is asking, “Are you gonna see him again?”

She and Joe haven’t seen each other outside of physical therapy appointments since Ramadan started. But they’ve been texting and even chatted on the phone a few times since their date.

“I think so.”

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🐎 Subtle Sleipnir Worship ⚔️

Take action on something that you've been procrastinating

Stand up for yourself and others

Be a shoulder for others to lean on, but know when you need to lean on others instead

Get a candle that reminds you of him (no altar needed)

Wear jewelry that reminds you of him

Keep a picture of him in your wallet

Volunteer at a local stable or animal shelter

Donate supplies to local stables/farms or animal shelters

Support veteran organizations, animal shelters, or local farms

Have a stuffed animal horse, wolf, or snake

Have imagery of horses (especially eight-legged), Odin, swords/spears, shields, or anything you associate with Viking warriors

Try doing something you consider bold; wear a bold outfit, express yourself visibly, try something a bit risky, etc.

Go running, jogging, or walking outside

Ride a bike or horse

Exercise; get some movement throughout your day

Have some mead or some tea with honey; flavours like chamomile, jasmine, or cinnamon work well

Take a walk/hike in nature

Play in a field; run around and frolic; play with pets there if able

Feed neighborhood dogs, cats, birds, etc.

Ground yourself within nature; take time to be present within the wilderness around you

Try equine therapy if able; if not, try animal assisted therapy or use your pets to help ground yourself

Drink something that will energize you in the morning; drink something that will relax you at night

Fall asleep/meditate to the sounds of the forest or wilderness

Keep a horse's leg bone or hoof; keep eight of each (ethically sourced)

Keep a horseshoe somewhere; maybe hang it above your door

Release the things that no longer serve you

Try to style your hair in a way that makes you feel good; short hair can be styled, look online for ideas if you'd like

Dye your hair a color you've always wanted to try if you'd like

Take care of yourself physically; look after your physical health and well-being

Take a short shower in the morning to start or end your day; refresh yourself

Take a road trip; go somewhere new; get a souvenir

Explore your area; go to shops or places you've never been to before

Find a local community for you; LGBT groups, Gamer clubs, biking/hiking groups, etc.

Go camping; sleep underneath the stars

Start a garden; grow your own herbs or produce; tend to any plant

Feed neighborhood dogs, cats, birds, etc.; be kind to animals

Take time to decompress after school or work; separate your work/school life with your home life

Spend time with your loved ones, especially relatives or found family; show love to your siblings (found family included)

Spend time with your pets; play with them, give them treats, teach them tricks, etc.

Light a bonfire in honor of him; gather around it with your loved ones; have a good time, share some drinks (alcohol or not) and food/snacks

Foster sheltered pets; adopt rescued animals (if you're able to give them the care they need)

Play a video game that's open world and exploration based; ride a horse in the game if you can

Make your space comfortable for you; make it feel like home to you; get a cozy blanket, decorate with pretty lights/vines, hang art of your favorite media, etc.

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Thank you for reading! For now, this is my list of discreet ways to worship Sleipnir, but I'll likely add more in the future. I hope someone finds this useful, and take care, y'all! 🧡

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[staydandy]

Oh No! Here Comes Trouble (2023) - 不良執念清除師 - Whump List

List by StayDandy Synopsis : Pu Yi Yong is a typical high school student. When he unexpectedly gains supernatural powers after waking up from a car accident, his previously uneventful life is suddenly not so ordinary anymore. (MDL)

Whumpee : Pu Yi Yong played by Tseng Jing Hua (center) • Cao Guang Yan played by Peng Cian You (left)

Country : 🇹🇼 Taiwan Genres : Mystery, Comedy, Supernatural, Bromance

Notes : This is a Full Whump List • I want another season of this so badly! It was well done ... written, acted, cgi ... loved it! • Most of the whump is comedic (until the very end), but it's still a really good show!

Episodes on List : 11 Total Episodes : 12

*Spoilers below*

01 : Cao Guang Yan falls down some steps, sprains his foot … [flashback] hit in the head with a sport-ball (3 separate times! - comedic) … [present] Pu Yi Yong is in a major bus accident, trapped under a large hunk of metal, wakes briefly before passing out again … wakes in a hospital, oxygen mask, was in a coma … (@ 31:56 you go Mama!!) … hospitalized, physical therapy, walking with crutches

02 : Faints several times in a row (comedic) … (@ 16:00 my god, personal space ma dude!) … [flashback] found under the metal at the accident site, piece of metal speared in his side, heart stopped, CPR administered … [present] put in an arm lock (comedic)

03 : (at end) Guang Yan is punched

04 : … continued from previous ep. ... (replay) Punched & knocked out (by Yi Yong), Yi Yong is punched & knocked out (by his mother 😂) … trips & falls … put in an arm lock (comedic)

05 : Hit with the butt of a metal bat … bruised, handcuffed … trips & falls … Guang Yan has a headache … Yi Yong trips & falls … legs & hands skinned up from tripping & falling several times

06 : (near end) Guang Yan is nauseous an amusement ride

07 : Yi Yong trips & falls, Guang Yan trips & falls (comedic) … Yi Yong is slapped (comedic) … (@ 29:33 Guang Yan knows all of Yi Yong's food prefs.. yeah, totally not a couple 😏) … in shock, almost punches Guang Yan without realizing … slapped (comedic) (Guang Yan has great reflexes 😂) … nightmare

08 : Slapped (comedic) (he's gonna get a concussion if this keeps up 😂)

10 : Tackled to the ground, wrist & arm scratched

11 : Falls to the ground in shock

12 : Knocked out … hands zip-tied, dragged, throws up … hit in the head with a hammer, knocked out … wakes, head pain, bleeding … in a fight … tossed over a railing, clings to the edge, falls 2-3 stories, bleeding heavily, CPR administered, coughs blood … comatose … (that ending scene legit made me cry 😭)

[previouslordslover]

His beloved - Part 4

Hello and Merry Christmas, so here is the smut part... I just wanted to write it as something gentle and sweet...

I think it's a little bit like a therapy for me... For the ones who also don't feel well, Apollo, the god of healing, watches over us all.

I think it's possible to read it as a solo fic.

Enjoy.

Warnings: explicit content, smut, M/M/F, men-bottoming, sweet, gentle, sex

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New life was a blessing for Hyacinthus. Especially his growing relationship with Apollo and Rune. They took care of him, loved him and he in return worshipped them. 

Apollo gave him a beautiful lyre and teached him new songs. Their sessions were accompanied by other gods and nymphs. Even though at first immortals were wary of him, they accepted his presence quickly. It didn’t take long for him to feel at home. Sun god called it “his magic spell” and laughed. However he told him to keep quiet about the manner of his arrival to Olympus. 

Rune was helping him to polish his swordsmanship. When she invited him, dressed in glazing armor, he was afraid to go. He couldn’t bring himself to train properly. She was so small, and looked so vulnerable. Her shield looked so heavy, how could she even hold it properly with her small arms? He couldn’t bear the thought of him hurting her. She gave him this life after all. 

Then she knocked him to the ground with her training spear. Her grin was magical. When he got up, gasping for air, he saw Apollo, who was watching from the stands, raised his eyebrow, as if telling ‘I told you so’. 

But even with all that, he was missing a physical touch. Almost chastising kisses and caresses weren’t enough. This didn’t help with his growing desire. Both were waiting for him to take the first step. How could he be worthy of it? 

That’s why when he came back from Dionysus’ festival, he stopped dead in his tracks. He wanted to run or turn away, but it was impossible. The scene before him was so sensual. 

Apollo had pressed Rune against the wall of the temple, their lips locked. He was caressing her thighs, one knee between her legs. Hyacinthus could see her rubbing herself on him. Short sleeves of her dress slipped from her bare shoulders. He could see the smooth skin of her chest. 

A quiet moan brought him back to his senses. He could feel himself getting hard. What shall he do? 

“Ravishing, is it not?” 

Hyacinthus gulped, when the sun god took Rune’s hands and pulled them up. Gently, Apollo showed him his beloved wife. She was beautiful. Cheeks stained with crimson. Eyes slightly agape with desire. Dress fell to the floor and showed her toned body glistening in the setting sun. Apollo kissed the nape of her neck and she squirmed.

 “She was never more beautiful… What do you say, my jade? Should we let him join our fun?” Woman nodded and then gasped when he pushed her towards Hyacinthus. “Do not let him wait.” Sun god was staring at them hungrily. 

Rune went to Hyacinthus and gently took his hand. She looked at him with question. He didn’t love her more then at this moment when she was asking for permission. Something so rare. He kissed her gently. He could still taste the sweet wine on her lips. He felt almost intoxicated when she pushed him on the bed. She could feel his worries and a tiny hint of fear. Even his kisses were soft. He grasped her waist. 

“Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you, my beloved.” she whispered in his ear and slided her palm lower. She could feel the bulge through the thin fabric. She let his member loose. 

Hyacinthus took sharp breath when she took him in the mouth. Deep groan slipped past his lips. It was heavenly. He caressed her head. She knew what she was doing and it didn’t take long for him to finish. He couldn’t hold it. She swallowed every last drop. “R-Rune…” 

Rune panted. Her eyes widened. She wanted more. Apollo joined them on the bed. He discared his chiton. He put a palm on her neck. She leaned towards his strong and warm body. “You deserve a reward…” He let his fingers slide inside her. “Give in the pleasure, my precious…” 

Hyacinthus marveled at the godly couple. He was in awe. They looked so good together. Apollo looked at him expectantly, not stopping his fingers. “She is yours as well…Take her…” She moaned when Hyacinthus leaned in to suck at her neck and took one of her nipples between his fingers. “Ngh…”

Apollo took his fingers out and licked each one of them. Rune cried a little. “You’re not the only one who needs preparation…” said her husband with a smile. Then he pulled Hyacinthus towards him. He joined their lips in a passionate kiss. Rune watched them. They looked so irresistible. She was so glad for both of them. Hyacinthus was the best thing that happened in a while. To be honest, she wasn’t sure how he'd react. After all, she forced immortality at him. However he wasn’t angry. He accepted it as a gift. 

“Lay down, my jade.” She obeyed immediately. 

Sun god let his fingers slide along Hyacinthus’ thighs. Then he found his hole and let in one finger. Young man took a sharp breath. It was a whole new feeling. So different from anything he felt before. He moaned. Not knowing if it was from pain or pleasure. Apollo’s lips were so hot against his neck. Rune was looking at both expectantly. Apollo turned Hyacinthus over so he could face her. “Take him, my jade. He could use your help a little.” 

Apollo slid another two fingers inside. Rune kissed Hyacinthus and took his member in her hand. He whimpered. “Please… I-can’t-” She layed down and let him slide his penis inside her. A loud moan echoed through the room. He filled her completely. Hyacinthus started moving. It was divine. 

Apollo watched them from above with a pleasant smile. He took his own clothes down. “Relax, my amethyst.” said a melodic voice from behind him. At the first breach he couldn’t breathe, it was almost painful. 

Rune knew this and laid her palms on his cheeks. “Breathe, relax and let us take care of you, my prince.” She whispered in his ear and kissed him passionately. Hyacinthus tried to loosen a little. Apollo embraced him and started moving. They were connected to each other finally. Pleasure and desire was the only thing that mattered. It was so hot, full of love. He didn’t want it to end. 

“I love you...” whispered three voices in unison. It felt like eternity. When they finally stopped, Rune fell down and gasped for air. She needed to calm her racing heart. 

Both hugged her. From each side they embraced her. She snuggled closer to both of them and kissed their joined hands. She was enjoying the warmth that radiated from their naked bodies. Apollo took a blanket and draped her over both of them. Rune fell asleep almost immediately. 

“Thank you.” whispered Hyacinthus.“For this chance… For both of you. I love you…”

Apollo smiled warmly at both of his lovers next to him. Both of his lovers were beautiful and so adorable. They were the ones he loved the most. He closed his eyes. The smell of their coupling was intoxicating. The only ones he’d die for, if it meant they would be safe. 

“I love you both, my jade, my amethyst.”

[cloud-navi]

So I finished DuckTales (2017), my thoughts:

⚠️ Spoilers ahead ⚠️

- Bradford Buzzard:

His feelings for hating adventure and chaos is valid but he should have told his grandma to fuck off and got therapy instead of trying to destroy it. Also its not his fault that Della took the Spear of Selene even if he told her about it.

You can’t have one thing without the other, there must be chaos if there is stability and vice versa.

- Webbigail Vanderquack and Bentina Beakly (Agent 22):

It was a good twist, but it makes me question where FOWL got Scrooge’s DNA to make Webby and why her exact clones (sisters) aren’t perceived as Scrooges kid like Webby is.

My theory: “The Papyrus of Binding only appears to a direct heir of Scrooge McDuck” I think it mean’s physically and emotionally. If June and May are Webby’s clones that means they are just as much Scrooge’s physical child as Webby is, except they don’t have a relationship with Scrooge. Scrooge even before knowing Webby was his kid thought of her like his Grandniece, like family, making her an heir like the boys.

For how much Beakly talked about how important and strong a family is together when getting the boys to talk to Scrooge again in Season 1, it doesn’t make much sense to have her go in alone without informing the family of what she knows of FOWL from SHUSH.

Goldie O’Gilt:

I love her so much, except in the ImpossiBin episode, there she was okay. At the end of the ImpossiBin episode Goldie calls Scooge assuming he took the fountain of youth when they agreed to keep it for both of them, (she went back to steal it for herself so she says). They made progress in the Youth Fountain episode and having Goldie call him about it being gone kinda defeats the whole purpose of their bonding in that episode. Except I understand they needed a character to tell him it was gone like the other missing mysteries but I find it defeated the whole point.

Lena and Violet Saberwing:

To me it looked like Violet’s parents adopted Lena and I’m all for that. Also love the hinted gay rep with their dads.

Magica De spell:

While it was Scrooge that blocked her spell, it was still her spell that she shot that turned her brother into a raven. Theres no reason or obligation for Scrooge to have caught him and give him to her when they were both terrible people. If anything her brother got a new chance at life as a raven instead.

I wish there was kinda a redemption arc when she was training Lena, if not for Lena a little redemption for Gladstone because I like those two.

Fenton Crackshell (GizmoDuck) and DarkWing Duck:

I like Drake with Fenton regardless if he’s Drake or playing DarkWing but I feel like he needs to accept that GizmoDuck is also a hero. Bro needs to know the difference between hero and vigilante.

Fenton is pretty bbg too <3

Launchpad McQuack:

Giant himbo and I love him so much.

Daisy Duck:

Love her, not much else to say. She had standards, that was clear when we heard what she said while driving away from their second date except she still fell in love and was willing to put up with Donald enough to go rescue him and keep going out. Overall a girl boss <3

Huey, Dewey and Louie:

While Dewey should have come forward earlier about looking for Della I understand his intentions more then Huey did when he found out. Louie was right, its not okay, but in the beginning Dewey was just trying to find if she was alive or not, not where she was. He was sorry because he ‘got caught’, he was genuinely sorry. It’s difficult to want to tell someone you’re finding all this stuff about someone you all seek when none of you know if they’re even alive or not. Dewey didn’t want them to lose hope that Della may be alive even if he found out she might not have. Yes he should have told them but I understand he didn’t want to them to be more hurt that she’s unalive instead of just missing. Also they aren’t even teenagers and communication skills are ass with teenagers what makes you think they’ll be any better as 10 year olds?

Again, their anger is misplaced when they’re mad at Scrooge for building a Spear of Selene.

Scrooge McDuck (sugar daddy?):

I like his character and I feel theres a bit of development through out the show with him and the kids, to be a teacher you need to be able to learn from your students.

While yes, he shouldn’t have built the rocket right there he also didn’t tell Della about it. Not his fault she left. Also the audacity to find out it wasn’t really his fault or the fact he nearly went bankrupt looking for her and they didn’t apologize at all.

Donald Duck (DILF):

Literally the best man in the whole show. He put his family first the whole time even when he should have taken breaks except he stepped up. We know that he had some form of falling out with Scrooge because of Della but even so he stepped up to take the kids and stayed in DuckBurg instead of moving anytime in the 10+ years they lived there. I have a feeling they stayed because he knew deep down that he could somewhat still count on Scrooge if not Beakly. Why else would he have stayed and gone to Beakly to watch the kids, granted he didn’t want to talk to Scrooge, Scrooge still took them in and watched them while Donald was off getting a job.

Donald may not be their bio-dad, but he is no way a fucking Uncle. He raised those boys by himself for 10+ years, through their formative years and until they were old enough to know he wasn’t their bio-dad. He stepped in to be a parent because Della chickened out and chose to go to space even when he told her she shouldn’t so she can be with her kids.

Donald Duck, not an uncle, a father.

Della Duck (cool-ish weird Aunt):

My opinion has not changed, she still isn’t a mother to me. Della is an estranged aunt that comes by and is the ‘cool aunt’. She willingly, without obligation, without threat, consciously CHOSE to leave her kids. Regardless of if she knew she would get killed or stuck in space, “there were too many variables” -Huey. She had a fight with Donald that specifically told her that it was a giant, dumb fucking idea with kids on the way. The idea that anyone would accept her back as a parent so blindly is so dumb. Yes she’s their egg-layer, but there is no way in hell she is their mother. A MOTHER would never choose to leave their children unless they positively fucking had too (obligation for safety). Whether or not she regrets it holds no power because she still chose to leave for a stupid reason.

Season 1 finale: “Get away from my kids” by Donald Duck will forever hold more power and significance then anytime she ever says it because she gave up parent rights before they were born. No parent would willingly, without valid cause like their safety (not fucking exploring space for funzys) would leave their child.

Over all:

Scrooge and Donald are DILFS and Della can get bent.

[thependragonarchives]

William T. Spears -- My Personal Headcanons

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ- Things I give William in my canon ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-

✧ William, in life, was constantly pressured to uphold impossible standards in order to be treated the same as he elder brother, Thomas. In death, this has transferred into William pushing Academy students, strict and unrelenting. The only difference is that William makes sure the students are rewarded properly for their hard work, when he was never given the time of day.

✧ One of the lower managers in the Management Branch. You know how a store has like, a General Manager, and then the Assistant manager, then the rest of the managers?? William is essentially the guy who does 60 hours overtime but has never gotten past beginning manager no matter how hard he tries, so he's just settled into his role.

✧ Takes the duty of a reaper seriously, because he's seen what happens to those who cannot be 'reformed'. Yes, he pushes hard, and seems strict, but it's all for the betterment of his team. Becoming a part of the Management Branch means seeing some things the Higher Ups don't allow the regular reaper to see.

✧ 'Detach yourself from your emotions' has become one of William's main teaching methods, due to emotions being one of the main reasons workers 'desert' the Dispatch. Being emotionally attached to a soul and thinking of changing things? It'll get you to the Reformation center. Being mournful on the job, clouded by grief when reaping? You would be distracted, and the soul would have a chance to fight back, ending with the reaper gaining the Thorns. Hesitating because of fear? A chance for something to hurt you. Reaping comes first, and William encourages putting the job before your own feelings (regardless on if that's healthy or not).

✧ Mostly blind without his glasses, and uses a cane (or scythe on the field, even though he loathes using his death scythe as such. He's too stubborn to use either when undercover.) as a mobility aid, alongside constant migraines. (Medical couldn't get the bullet out of his head entirely, and might've accidentally damaged some of his brain more.) He goes to physical therapy once a week for his leg, but usually only spends one day a year at Medical for his nerve damage.

✧ Two specific special interests: Avian psychology (specifically the cognitive abilities of carrier pigeons) and Greek Mythology. He keeps several pigeons/doves in his Dispatch Mandated Residence, to observe and cherish (a fantail pigeon named Henrietta is his licensed emotional support animal), while also gathering several different renditions of the same Greek mythos. He has three prized copies of the Iliad, and two handbound copies of the Odyssey.

✧ Whenever he has free time, which is…rare, William does bookbinding! Grell has come to him wanting photo albums made, or repairs to her favorite romance novels, and William gladly takes the time to create new covers/repair the leatherbound ones. Each book he binds is unique, and William will never do the same design twice.

✧ Autistic. William is very specific about many things, needing it done certain ways or else it's all Wrong. Food, however, is the worst for him to handle. None of his food can touch or it'll taste bad, it has to be arranged a certain way on his plate or else it'll look gross, it cannot be ADJUSTED or else it'll all taste bad, and he has to be the one to make it because it'll taste bad otherwise. So things like William eating something Grell made, or sharing Ron's food, are huge signs of trust/comfort in their relationships. Because his brain puts what they give him in the same category of 'I made this so it's okay to eat :]'.

✧ He fake-smiles with too much teeth (akin to a stressed chimpanzee). It's more like a grimace than anything (and usually forced). His true, genuine smiles are always with his mouth closed, and are a lot more subtle than his coworkers. He covers his mouth with his hand when he laughs.

[spotsupstuff]

What happened to suns?

NSH: This man has done irrepairable damage to my mental facilities. That's a crime, y'know?! Messin' up an Iterator's noggin cogs??? They are a *filthy* criminal.

serious answer: a sequence of unfortunate events, basically. idk how long you've been here so i'll start from the beginning

Suns is a very early Gen 2 Iterator. the jump between the 1st n the 2nd Generation went physically very smoothly, but when it comes to the more subtle aspects of a person, it went worse. early Gen 2s r known for bein bad with emotions (the other Iterator that is like that that shows up is Fish. he's rather emotionally crass and unwieldy)

Suns scored the worst possible lottery result while spinning the early Gen 2 emotion capability wheel and their emotional skill and ability to produce the stuff in the first place is in the single digits. they are very conscious of this fault of theirs and instead of doing something more productive with it more often, they rather spend their single digit emotion capability on bemoaning and despising this fault

they do come to Nish for help with it, basically have therapy sessions with him (Nish is the most emotion-capable Iterator in like... Ever) and they do put up a front of this cool, chill, amazing guy persona around themselves to get better accepted by the other Iterators (all of them except Gen 3s know that this cool guy thing is a ruse though. they appreciate the effort however). so they kinda awkwardly fake emotions n go on through their life. this persona is who Pebbles ultimately decided to look up to as his mentor btw. it was never really the real Suns, only maybe some glimpses of it

next unfortunate event shows up first mentioned in my old big headcanon post for the canon Iterators:

(Suns is built quite close to the south pole, though the summer months can still get stupid hot)

at some point i started headcanoning that my Suns has very slow processing time. like absolute Shit reflex time. like

this is canon ☝

n then i put these two headcanons Together ✨ so basically: because of the lack of emotional capability, Suns feels a big need to compensate for stuff. even though the Solis colony is one of the sweetest and kindest colonies out there, they felt like they need to give More. so they started running hotter for the sake of their citizens. but yanno, periodic basically overheating is going to cause damage to hardware shit, not to mention the poor fauna that makes up an Iterator Hivemind. and that's how Suns damaged their processing speed

now as to why i say Suns would go offline in the post-mass ascension off string au: they are falling apart at the seams. torturously slow, but terribly. they are rotting alive- but not in the same way as Pebbles, it's not THE Rot. it's just... a rot. natural decay, not godly cancer. their nickname in DMs between me n shkiki is literally mr. Decay cuz of this

because of a combo of their slow processing time, their location (snowstorms + changing temperatures that go into extremes on pretty much both sides of the spectrum) and their pre-occupation with Pebbles related matters, Suns got yo normal booboo and didn't treat it and when they finally directed attention to themselves, a good portion of them has already decayed including the puppet

yes, they are That wigged that they didn't notice one of their most important parts rotting alive while even using it. this whole thing i refer to as hot girl summer arc btw

after Spears' campaign (they notice they have an infection during the slug's journey back to them) Suns is so fucked up over everything that they just go "Fuck it. why try anymore. i won't fight this. at least i feel *something* rather than nothing, i suppose. i deserve this." and allow their condition to only worsen and don't tell people about it

in the time of the Hunter's campaign i can imagine that they'd be so caked in all of this shit, all physically, emotionally and mentally, that they just wouldn't try at all to save themselves

and fact is, the others will try to help them. especially Wind will. but at some point a person needs to recognize that nothing is going to go anywhere if the other party refuses to put in any effort into getting better too and only drags the innocent one down right along with themselves

[panhelleniios]

𝟏𝟎 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫

1 — Hercules has a very low alcohol tolerance. || LMAO this one being first. No, Herc’s got an abnormally HIGH tolerance. It takes a LOT to get him drunk, which is partly why it was so difficult for him to quit. He just grew accustomed to drinking so much all the time since mortal alcohol is so weak compared to what his body can handle. 

2 — Hercules tackles and wrestles people to show affection. || Absolutely. 100%. Herc LOVES showing physical affection, and if he knows someone can handle being picked up, wrestled, and squeezed by him, he’s going to go for it. 

3 — Hercules will go feral. Watch out. || Yeah. Have you seen his berserker rage?? It’s less common these days now that he’s in therapy and in control of his emotions, but he used to be notorious for losing it. 

4 — Hercules is going to hell. || Well, he did. Multiple times. Kind of. His mortal half was sent to Tartarus when he died the first time. And 12025 Herc’s whole deal is that Zeus banished him to Tartarus for … Kissing Wolverine. 

5 — Hercules is a switch. || Very very iffy. 95% of the time he’s a top. Very seldomly will that change. If you ask nicely about his time with Queen Omphale, he might offer a story or two that will raise eyebrows. 

6 — Hercules has a knife under their bed. || More like a sword. Or spear. Or his mace. Or a gun. He has an arsenal of weapons all over his apartment. 

7 — Hercules is awful with kids. || Generally he’s great with kids. Got a soft spot for them, too. He’s probably got kids of his own scattered around the globe, and he very willingly funds his former lovers’ lifestyles (even buys them homes!), but having a relationship with whatever children he’s fathered is a different story. That’s where he’s awful with kids. It’s difficult for him even now to overcome the guilt of what happened to his kids with Megara ages ago. So he’s distant. 

8 — Hercules was dropped out of a window as a child. || Probably. He’s durable, though. 

9 — Hercules is an oldest child. || When it comes to his mortal family, actually, yes. He had a younger twin brother, Iphicles. Otherwise, on the divine side, he’s the youngest of all the Olympians. He’s the baby of the divine family 

10 — Hercules listens to 80s music. || That’s his main music taste! He’s heard music from all over the world, all genres and eras, and he’s a musician in his own right — but there’s something about 80s synth, glam rock, and hair metal that he just really, really appreciates. And he roadied for Adam Ant, so take from that what you want.

tagged by: stolen from @kirbyflown :3c

tagging: go ahead and steal it from me that's what it's here for!!

[thelunarsystemwrites]

Infectious Love Tale: Lust.

(TW FOR NOT GOREY BITE MARKS AND PINK VEIN LIKE LIGHTNING MARKS!)

Lust: Stats.

Infected? Yes. (Fully infected)

Hunger: 45% (He's hungry, but not starved)

Thirsty: 35% (A drink would be nice)

Sanity: 89% (I missed my last therapy session.... heh...)

Magic: 14% (incredibly drained.)

In love? Yes.

Handler: None, yet. (I'm not an object!)

Appearance: Like most infected, his body has a greenish tint to it, even if it's faint. The colour of his magic, is the colour of the lightning like markings that expand across his whole body. His pupils, or, eyelights, are much larger than before. He has permanent indents of where Tori bite him... other than that? His body doesn't seem to be able to take physical damage, like an amalgamy...

The chipped eye, is from before he was fully infected. His eyesight is wonky in that eye, like he sees everything curved in that eye. The eyelight is misshapen... atleast it's a cute heart?

He found the muzzle in a random AU, he's been wearing it ever since, it's not a high grade one—but better than nothing... makes him feel safer when rescuing survivours.

His weapon of choice: Spear.

Infected don't seem to attack him unless they feel threatened, unlike not so infected... who, the zombie like creatures immediately go after.

Normally, Lust is wearing his coat, it's a long tail coat with sleeves and a hood, that covers most of his face, arms, and legs, disguising his infected state. But, recently it was lost in a hoard.

Hes tried hanging out with the zombies, he can kinda understand what they say? More like he just gets them. He's good at guessing what they want, or what they'll do next.

He misses Papyrus...

[vannhawke]

the time between act 2 and act 3 leaves a lot open and i think there's a lot to cover, at least for vann.

so to recap the end of act 2, in the rough order that it happens:

vann and fenris have sex, and fenris struggles to deal with the reemerging memories. fenris phrases it poorly, vann with his body issues takes it personally, miscommunication wins the day. vann considers them permanently broken up.

leandra dies from a serial killer. her death is likely worse than what is witnessed in game, due to varric doing his best to write his best friend closure he does not get. there is a small funeral for leandra. vann destroys his bedroom in the estate. highly mute throughout the rest of the act.

aveline and isabela both request vann's help at the same time. vann nearly throws aveline out of his house and helps isabela first. he's hurt when isabela runs, but understands. partially wishes he could run too.

barely helps aveline. at this point, the arishok has a point. at least, up until he declares it an invasion.

vann fights his way up and is surprised when isabela returns. does not hand her over. duels the arishok. deals the killing blow while he's speared on the arishok's sword by dragging himself forward and stabbing him with his broken sword.

nearly dies, if not for anders and merrill. it takes all their skill to keep him alive after the fight. they get him back to the estate and have to put him in leandra's room due to vann's still being destroyed.

so now, after act 2, in that nice 3 year gap:

anders and merrill spend the first week at the estate, ensuring vann is actually healing and not on death's door. it's touch and go for a long while, but eventually they're confident that he should be healing, except...

vann spends about 6 months comatose. physically, after that first week of healing, he's fine. mentally, he can't handle all the shit he just went through and there's a part of him that doesn't want to continue on. during this time, anders moves into the estate to keep an eye on vann around the clock. varric stops by to read to vann multiple times a week, and isabela drops in to check on orana, bodahn, and sandal. merrill visits to update vann on what's going on in the alienage and ensure he has fresh flowers.

eventually vann's room is fixed up and he's moved back into there.

bethany and carver are eventually permitted to visit after a month of petitioning the circle and templars. they try to visit more often, but only manage to get permission for one or two visits a month.

when vann finally wakes up, he's lost significant weight and muscle, he struggles to move, and he's generally unhappy with having woken up. i hc that anders, bethany, carver, and varric are the only reason vann makes it, as anders is consistently there, varric visits near daily, and bethany takes to writing letters since she can't get out of the circle and demands vann writes back every time. truly, he can't disappoint his baby sister. carver stops by so he can get bethany off his back about visiting and makes sure vann's actually doing the things he says he is in those letters.

for the next year and a half, he's in ye olde physical therapy. he never quite fully regains his strength to where he was at before, to the point that his new greatsword is about a foot shorter and an overall more narrow blade.

he also gets new armor and sword, gifted to him from the city for his heroics, alongside getting the title of champion. vann was absent from the ceremony, mostly because he was still in a coma.

the remaining year is spent trying to catch up with news and friends. the only two he doesn't make an effort with is aveline (fully blames her for his mother and has no interest in helping her ever again) and fenris (he very much assumes they're broken up and that fenris never wants to see his face again)

[searchingforserendipity25]

🦄 for maglor!

thank you for the ask @spiritofwhitefire!! unusual maglor physical appearance headcanons...

lots of freckles and moles.

lost a couple of teeth in alqualonde (harpoons, you know how it goes). they grow back very, very sharp, and too white. draw blood from his cheeks and lips a little too easily; he often has to wipe it away with the back of his hand, terrible on the cufflinks.

looks as unremarkable as nerdanel, with míriel's dimples (and míriel's quick, easy speech). not pretty, exactly.

a wide, wide guy. solid rider type. chest depth pavarotti would envy. very, very strong and nimble.

not short for an elf.

able to walk silently whenever he pleases, and very loudly, too, when he wants to. generally maintains a very strong sense of acoustic control around his surroundings with his voice, will and gestures.

silence, too, can be a weapon. great at thrall-catching; he can make them speak just by the force of not speaking, parsing out in the silence all the words half-willed into speech.

eye bags. lots of them. purple and dramatic.

wounded after the bragollach, loses eyesight in one eye, and is badly burnt on one side after being trapped under dragonfire.

everyone keeps going for his fingers. why do they all go for his fingers? the bones grow back stronger every time, and the skin gets though. he takes great care, with honey and goat milk and possibly the blood of some animals, to make certain the skin remains supple.

does a great deal of physical therapy and stretching even in valinor, as all singers and musicians do. guy who will start improv rehearsal exercises whenever.

gap-style tattoos.

strongly attached to his old layered surcoat of mail and silk (enchanted not to catch fire, enough mesh to keep out arrows and spears) (the fraying brocade leaves damning red thread wherever he passes).

furry hats aplenty. no armour. on account that if you wear armour around a wyrm, that's not your head, that's some wyrm's roasted dinner in a plate.

very curly hair as a prince, perfumed and often decorated with chains and headdresses. stiff braids bound with chains of gold coins as a regent and lord; goes half-wavy and half-straight with stress. fully pin-straight after the 3rd kinslaying. braids fall apart and off, sometimes, in ratty strands, once the salt eats at them enough.

on the other hand, his thick eyelashes and eyebrows remain very striking through his wanderings! so there's that.

[just-here-for-the-whump]

Whole Whumpy Episodes

Flight 29 Down 2x9 Regrets (the show follows a group of teens stranded on an island) - mysterious illness, stomach pain, off screen vomiting, fever, worried caretaker (The character is 16, but the actor was 26 at the time)

The Green Hornet 1x21 Bad Bet On A 459 Silent - shot in shoulder, pain, friend tries to fix him up, has to pretend to be fine, fakes getting shot again, hospitalized, arm in sling, fights while still injured, helped to walk

Bloodletting & Miraculous Cures 1x7 Isolation - mysterious illness, coughing, fever, collapse, hospital, oxygen mask, alcohol withdraw, shaking

Due South 1x22 Letting Go - recovering from being shot in the previous episode, hospitalized, wheelchair, physical therapy, angst (The episode is a Rear Window homage)

Due South 2x1 North - in a plane crash, bloody cut on head, blinded, trips and falls several times, loses the use of his legs, fireman's carry

Hudson & Rex 5x20 One for the Road - shot, CPR, hospitalized, nasal cannula, weak, slurred speech, seizure, surgery, bandages, worried friends

Star Trek: The Original Series 1x29 Operation -- Annihilate! - infected by parasitic alien that attacks his nervous system, intense pain, fought twice, restrained, temporary blindness, worried friends

Star Trek: The Next Generation 7x16 Thine Own Self (whumpee is an android) - offscreen shuttle crash, amnesia, care, bigotry, stabbed through with a spear, "dies", rescued, revived