#thank you for sending this in !!!

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Hal, i can't say how happy i am to see you hit such a big number, i've been following you since the beggining and it's so amazing to see this community grow, i love how everyone that interacts is so kind and overall amazing, you deserve that and much more, and i hope things in your personal life keep getting better!! ❤

For the event, i would like to request, if possible, a small drabble of Keegan with a daughter, it can be anything, really! I'm a single mom expecting a baby, and i just need to see a strong military man caring for a child, all your other parent fics just hit the hard in the feelings, so i wanted to see my favorite in this prompt too!

—Hold Her Close

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╰┈➤ ❝ [Keegan cares for his young daughter.] ❞

He holds her carefully as she sits on the back of his neck, hands firm on her legs as they dangle around his shoulders with their tiny little shoes. The child was giggling, no more than seven, as her hands tangled in the black locks of Keegan’s hair and pulled without any real strength; her eyes stared at all the sights to be seen. 

It was early at Fort Santa Monica, so early the mist was still in the air and the chill caused the protective father to suit his daughter into a jacket that puffed around her frame. She’d been crying last night, and rather than ask her to try and fall asleep again, he’d gone on his morning run with some company. It didn’t bother him, of course. 

She was yours and his daughter—she could never bother him for as long as he lived. 

“Having fun up there?” He grunts out, blue eyes shifting up as the child giggles out a small ‘yep,’ and returns to gazing around with glittering eyes. She was so tiny, he thought to himself. So easy to pick up and infect those little eyes with wonder. Everything down to the way the dew looked in the grass was a foreign world to her—mixed with magic and innocence he never wanted to see gone. 

“Which way, Sunshine?” Keegan asks, blinking forward at the split in the sidewalk; left or right?

“That way,” her pudgy hand points, and booted feet obey without question. Left it was. 

The soldier hums and puffs out a breath of condensation into the air, t-shirt and running shorts swaying around him. 

“If you get cold,” he utters, “you tell me, okay?” 

“Okay!” Keegan pushes down a smile, blue eyes so soft you could mistake it for dyed room-temperature butter. While he wouldn’t get the workout he had intended in the brightening sun of the morning, with the sound of waves lapping in the air and the scent of his sweat dripping off his nostrils, he’d still enjoy this. 

“Can we get hot cocoa?” A hand slaps his forehead and he chuffs a laugh, flinching slightly at the tiny connection of skin. 

“Careful, Kid,” the soldier mutters but nods as his daughter's giggles make his chest swell. Damn him, he was done for the moment he’d seen her in the NICU. “Yeah, fine, we can get some hot cocoa. You know something though?”

His daughter's face is above his as he leans his neck back, looking up into her bright face. She blinks, smiling wide.

“What?”

“You’re gonna have to give me a kiss first, Sweetheart.” 

“Ew!” She laughs, and Keegan holds her body still as it moves all around in her childish delight, legs kicking out as the man laughs under his breath. 

“C’mon,” he huffs, “nothing for your Old Man? I’m hurt. You give Riley kisses on the nose all the time.”

She’s still laughing, holding onto his head. Keegan decides there’s never been a more perfect sound. Without another word, a little smooch is pressed into his hairline, an overdramatic ‘mwah’ sounding off with a raise of hands upwards. 

He beams, eyes crinkling and lips pulled back with a wide smile as he shakes his head in amusement. Moving his face forward, the normally stoic soldier sighs and continues on, his daughter on his shoulders and his heart full. 

[moonspirit]

Okay so there is an upcoming political ball, but the Ambassadors don’t know how to dance. So they practice together.

Annie masters the sport but it so socially stuff it just looks wrong.

Pieck can barely walk in hills let alone dance.

(Also because Pieck practices with Jean and Annie with Armin Connie and Reiner waltz together and somehow get it down perfectly)

Hello anon!

Ahahahaha xD You know who's winning THIS?

It's Connie and Reiner. Single bros forced into a union of sorts to keep The Sad™ away now that the other four are Very Much Not Single.

I actually hc that Annie's really good at dancing, the footwork comes very easily to her, but... she can only be handled by the Holy Trinity (Pieck, Connie and Armin). She dances with a scowl on her face, you might as well assume she's going to twirl with you on the floor and kill you in some horrible dancey way.

The truth is that it's all just a grand way to hide her embarrassment and when she's dancing with Armin, he becomes very annoying about it, giggling and whispering cute teasing nothings into her ear every five minutes until she just becomes a ball of goo.... or something.

(That said, Armin's initially not too good at dancing but hey, he gets to learn from the best).

Pieck and Jean are in a constant state of battle over who can do BETTER. Both of them think they're the best and the other sucks. And the height is a real problem. Pieck jokes that she has to dance on stilts and calls Jean funny-looking. He gets enraged and calls her a pipsqueak. Welp. There's never a normal dance between both of them - it's probably turns into some Beyblade-battle type of shit.

So what's left... Connie-boy and Reiner-man... to dance with each other... and they're sad at first... so, so sad... two single-bros... dancing sadly and single-ly... with each other....

But hey... wait... waaaaaaaiit.... it's actually.... kinda... feels GOOD?

Like... Connie isn't a bad looking guy... He's actually... pretty hot at close quarters? He's got that serious look now... and he makes really bad jokes that are so bad they're good.... he's a chill dude... and a decent dancer...

And... Reiner's a really good looking guy... in this very sad way... big and bulky... kinda like a chonky depresseed cat? Feels kinda nice to... dip him like a dainty princess.... he seems to like it too.... his light eyes are sparkling happily... woah man.... what's happening...

So is born.

The ACTUAL most normal, most happy couple on the Rumbled Planet.

Reiner x Connie.

[shit-the-vampyr-cast-never-said]

Geoffrey: This is horrible, this is the most humiliating thing that's ever happened to me.

Jonathan: Oh? Even more humiliating than—

Geoffrey: We are NOT doing this!

[liamthemailman]

trying to get back into traditional art but i'm too scared to post this on my main so i figured you'd appreciate soap <3

ARGHH,, MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE,,, Valentino thank you again for blessing me with your art,,

ough i actually have such a soft spot for pencil sketches and was just thinking of returning to pencil and paper myself,, ough your art style is just so pretty,, i could stare at this for hours,, and the way you draw eyes,, hairs and lips? will always be my favourite,,

[shattered-divinity]

@lettherebemonsters asked: " Oh fuck no."

( Sinner Adam at Lu! Lol thanks for the follow!)

"Well well well...would you look at what we have here."

Lucifer was damn near purring the words, a smug little grin forming on his lips as he leaned in close (the fact that he was hovering in the air to be taller than the other was totally beside the point). Oh this was almost too good. Adam? A Sinner? Trapped in his domain? He had to admit, it made him more than a little gleeful. How the mighty have fallen, huh? Wait...fallen...HAH! Oh that was too good. He giggled, wings fluttering to send him in a lazy loop before bringing him right in front of Adam again, this time sitting in midair and crossing one leg over the other as he leaned forward to rest his elbow on his knee and his chin in his hand - still grinning.

"What, not happy to see me? And here I thought you'd be excited to finally see what it was like for me. No? Awwww shame. I'm almost hurt."

[loumandforyou]

What really gets me about Louis and Armand is how much potential they had to understand each other better than anyone! Like, there are so many ways that they could have been genuinely healing for each other, but they were both too fucked up and trying so hard to protect themselves that they never really saw or understood each other. I agree with you, it's not "endgame" but it's one of the most interesting and tragic relationships in the show and I really do think they still loved each other

I agree!!!

I think they had "show" potential too, as in it'd be interesting for the show to explore their relationship more than they did. Especially since in most of their scenes Lestat was there too (I suppose it made sense narratively) but I would still be very interested to see their life over those decades they spent together.

[hiraya-rawr]

Alright so I wanna add more to this cuz I feel like bullying Ayato. I’m calling reader Darling in this one

After the divorce you decided to move somewhere more secluded, away from the public eye since it pains Darling to see her Ex-husband and his mistress.

But during this time Ayato started loosing feelings for his now-Fiancée, like everything she did he would mentally compare it to your behaviour when you were married, like “Reader would usually do this instead of that” or something similar.

It was only 4 months before his wedding he realized he fell out of love for his Fiancée and fell inlove with Darling.

2 months before his wedding he showed up your door looking at Darling with love-filled eyes, he confessed that he couldn’t take her off his mind and wished for them to be together again or in secret if Darling wants to.

Obviously around this time Darling already moved on from him and looked at him with a confused and irritated look as if he wasn’t the one who suggested the divorce in the first place.

She said no obviously and slammed the door in his face. The next morning when she went to the market she heard everyone saying that the famous Commissioner broke things off with his now ex-Fiancée and how she left crying with bags in her hands.

Darling being confused asked the local for more detail and to summ it up the local explained how there was a rumour that the commissioner broke things off with her because he confessed to her in the middle of the town that he fell in love with his Ex-wife.

Mind you the reader isn’t exactly well known so not many know what she looks like.

Dumbfounded she thanked the local for the information and ran back home immediately.

At her doorstep she saw her Ex-husband with a bouquet of flowers. She asked him if he has lost his mind and said “Do you really expect me to forgive you after the pain you put me through?”

She was basically explaining how she no longer loves him and she has moved on so she expects him to do the same, she went into her house slamming the door with the bouquet still in his hands.

Oh how the tables turned

-💋

I don't read a lot of ayato works but when I do, it's usually angst-

[twistmusings]

I love your room analysis posts!! I just wanted to let you know tho that in your discussion about Leona’s room and the chess board, rooks cannot move diagonally! :)

The internet has lied to me yet again.

[actuallysaiyan]

Do you have any idea when the next part of the virgin Nanami series is coming? No rush just curious

🥹🥹🥹 honestly I have been kind of on a bit of a tumblr hiatus but knowing that someone is excited for it...it makes me want to write it very soon!

No promises, but hopefully within the week! If not, definitely next week!! Anything in particular you'd like to see in next chapter?

[bakshiis]

♔ - Pajamas / bedtime outfit

♚ - Casual / everyday

♧ - An outfit they wear related to one of their hobbies

outfit headcanons, @solarisgod, accepting!

for pajamas / bedtime brad wears basically the same thing every time. he has an old faded ducktales t-shirt that was given to him by his grandmother and of course it's got scrooge mcduck on it. for bottoms he wears a baggy pair of grey sweatpants or just his boxer briefs. brad tends to run cold so he tends to leave the sweatpants on.

brad's casual / everyday outfits tend to be clothes that he will wear to work. he sticks with collard shirts topped with some sort of sweater. he sticks with neutral colors and jewel tones, favoring dark reds and blues. he wears slacks, usually gray or some other neutral color.

for a hobby related outfit, this is something that brad would wear to go hiking. he likes fleece jackets and cargo shorts or pants.

[goldenashes-if]

Today in More Outrageous Outfits for MC to wear:

Dying blushing for these, with the knowledge that MC would wear those and slay-

[luimagines]

hm... despite all i say, i still feel quite shy about coming out of anon, so.. for now, i hope you don't mind.

but darling, do know that your works inspired me so much, being actually one of the main reasons i actually did a blog for the fandom solely. i'd just like to say, that no matter what, i appreciate all of your efforts and all of your hard work. if your feel tired of the blog not being as rewarding, don't be ashamed to take a break, i just hope that you know that we'll be here for you no matter what. or at least, i know that i will.

Feel free to stay on anon. I don't have an issue with that. :)

I have been taking breaks from the blog so that I don't burn myself out from writing so much. It's just a bummer when something comes out that I was really excited for and there's radio silence on the other side.

Like I've been told that I'm one of the bigger creators, but goodness it doesn't feel that way. I feel like there's just... an expectation of me to put something out and then that's the end of it. Like a bot that spits out stories. It's discouraging, is all.

I don't want to stop the blog. Far from it. I want to keep writing all the prompts that I have and then get more. It's just hard to believe that people care about this when there's not a lot of proof to back it up.

Especially since I've been as consistent as I have been for the past three years. (Almost three- we're getting there)

[makeitmingi]

Hii, Scar! It's been I while since I lastly interacted with you 🥺

So, first of all, I wanted to wish you had a great time on Europe.

Secondly, I wanted to thank you for such a hard work on your writing. I love to read it and learn such things I've never thought I would one day

And theory time: I think that Y/N working in their garden will make the boys to LOVE Y/N, and it will also make Hongjoong jealous even if he doesn't know why, and the boys (cofcof Wooyoung cofcof) will tease him for life.

nawww hello lovely!!!

i had a great time!! being away for 3 weeks was a little weird at first but i love love love the cold weather so much ❄️ i can live in a Waterstone i swear

asdfghjkl dont thank me!! im so shyyyy but youre very welcome. you make the hardwork worth it ❤️ i have such weird pieces of info in my head (thats why i can help with pub quizzes i guess) but im glad you find some of that info useful hehehe

theory wise… i cannot agree or deny 🤫 but we’ll see where this series takes us. i havent really planned much for this series, kind of just going with the flow for it

[shattered-divinity]

@shiningxfates asked: "Is there a kink your muse found weird, but are now into?"

I feel like I might need to put this one under a read more lmao.

tw: vore

This kink in particular is 100% yours and Alastor's fault, you know that right?

Lucifer has kind of always known he liked getting a little rough. Well...ever since he discovered sexual desire and pleasure, that is. But it's always been something he's been into. He likes leaving marks...he likes being marked...he likes knowing he's going to feel it long after he's done. That, naturally, led to liking to bite and being bitten. It was just a normal segway from leaving marks to leaving more permanent marks.

Granted, being an Archangel and then the King of Hell, most marks aren't ever actually 'permanent' as such. Bite marks last longer than hickeys, however, much like how claw marks last longer than bruises. When he was cast down, it twisted something deep inside him...tainting it. His enjoyment of 'marks' became more than that. With how empty and lifeless he feels inside most of the time, the pain brought by claws and teeth became a way to feel something again...something that made him feel alive. It also became something he enjoyed - coming to crave the pain paired with pleasure that such activities could bring.

This led to an entirely new desire...something that would have likely revolted him in the beginning. The urges only surfaced recently, discovering that when being bitten...a dark part of himself wanted to encourage more. Bite harder...bite deeper...take more than just his blood. The pain would be exquisite when paired with pleasure, and he can't allow himself to think about it for more than a few seconds because it flusters him so badly. It's not that he desires to be completely devoured...far from it. Even if such a thing would still be nearly impossible to actually 'kill' him, he has no active desire to die. He just...wants the biting to go further than simply piercing his flesh. He wants a piece taken, part of himself consumed by his partner as he loses himself entirely in the ecstasy of the moment.

[bisexual-horror-fan]

(idk if you remeber but I sent u a whole think abt jacking it to ur fics like a WHILE ago lol)

Literally not a DAY goes bye that i don't at least consider rereading one of ur fics, and i almost always give in which poses a problem bc then one fic becomes three and then I've somehow reread 12 stories and my vibrater is dead.

Youve ruined me, and my vibe is working over time

(Thank you thank you thank you thank you ur such a good author omfggggggg ur amazing thank you SO FUCKING MUCH)

Of COURSE, I remember that ask! It is one of my all-time favourite ones I have ever gotten! The highest of praise! I am so fucking happy to hear that you are still at it, this is why I do what I do, for the fans like you. <3

[mr-mansnoozie]

hello! I just came across your blog and I really love your work! 💛✨

I was wondering - since Sandy sends dreamsand to basically everyone on the planet, how would he deal with lucid dreamers? Especially ones that sometimes have nightmares?

Would it literally be a battle where Sandy and Pitch are in the same bedroom, both of them fighting to make the dream good or bad? How would the sleeper react - would they twitch a little, or toss and turn? Going off of another headcanon here: can Pitch see the nightmare the same way Sandy can see the dream?

That could also beg the question: who is really in control - Sandy, Pitch, or the sleeper themselves?

I’d really appreciate it if you did something on this! Thanks so much 💛

Hello friend!

I can only imagine you sent this in an age ago and I am so sorry for making you wait so long for a response, hopefully this comes as a welcome answer to you, out of the abyss of time that are my hiatuses. I am glad you enjoy my head canons, I can only apologise for them haha. I hope this one lives up to any expectations you had.

I think lucid dreamers are a whole other kettle of fish for Sandy. While I do believe that the realm of dreams is something Sandy can enter at will and just as easily as stepping through a door since he can fall asleep on cue. Maybe he spots lucid dreamers roaming around places they shouldn't be or doing things that he has not weaved into his dreams.

He does not take any offense to these people though, if anything he is more likely to admire their work and what they're doing. He never ceases to be amazed at humans and their creativity so while he was definitely surprised when he encountered the first lucid dreamer just wandering around he only turned all the more fascinated and amazed at the dreamers of Earth and that they too could walk freely in dreams as he could. He takes of note of who the lucid dreamers are though and makes a special effort to ensure that despite their lucidity, they are still getting proper rest.

Sandy will probably happily watch a lucid dreamer as they go about their business in the dream world. Maybe even taking inspiration from a few of their ideas. He is not human, sometimes he misses things. Who knew that people apparently not dreaming about phones was a thing? Not Sandy! At least not until a lucid dreamer pulled one out.

However, as your question alludes to, it may not always be fun, smiles and mischief for lucid dreamers. While Sandy does try his best to protect them, the world of dreams is a dangerous place. I do think Pitch can see nightmares the same as Sandy can see dreams. I imagine it is easier for Pitch to change a lucid dream into a nightmare, he need only whisper enough fear worthy things into a lucid dreamer's ear and that blissful adventure can quickly turn into a horror.

In such cases and where Sandy is not already out distributing dreams, if he can see or sense a dream becoming corrupted he will rush to wherever it is the lucid dreamer is suffering and yes, attempt to battle Pitch in the bedroom of the sleeper to convert the nightmare back into a dream. Sandy will always try to soothe a sleeper back into a nicer dream, hoping that whatever horrors Pitch has unleashed will be easily forgotten by the lull of sleep, he will do his best not to wake a dreamer. Pitch on the other hand wants to scare someone awake, and try and have the final image of his horrors imprinted on their mind so they can't forget it. This creates quite the impasse.

Sandy and Pitch will fight it out in that bedroom, yes very likely causing the dreamer to twitch and toss and turn in their sleep as their dream switches between comfort and nightmare as one tries to keep them asleep and the other to scare them awake. Sometimes Pitch wins, sometimes Sandy wins. However the difference is that Sandy is a presence that attends every night. No matter how determined Pitch is, Sandy will always be there every night and every time that person falls asleep, ready to fight and chase away the Nightmare King and the little Starling is relentless and eventually always wins.

That could also beg the question: who is really in control - Sandy, Pitch, or the sleeper themselves?

An excellent point. I do believe for lucid dreamers, Sandy at least creates a safe almost 'base' dream for them to enjoy, like putting them in a park or a fancy castle, but leaving the rest of the creativity and actions up to the dreamer themselves as that seems to be what they relish, he's also probably learned that lucid dreamers do not follow his weaved stories and can often go very far off track where everyone involved is confused. So he simply tries to put them somewhere safe and let them loose. Sandy does not seek to control these dreams. When Pitch corrupts these dreams, he is trying to gain control of them by manipulating the dreamer. So Pitch himself is never actually in control of a lucid dream, he's more steering the sailboat without being able to predict the wind. His aim is to instil enough fear to wake them up- and no doubt cause more fear in the waking world.

The lucid dreamer has a lot more control over the events of their dream but they also cannot fully control it when Sandy and Pitch are battling in their bedroom and both entities are trying to steer them one way or the other. Sandy tries not to steer but to prevent a nightmare taking hold, he is for sure going to do his best to push a dreamer back into the sweeter side of dreams.

In the end for lucid dreamers, it may be whoever genuinely has the most power that night. Sandy will leave them be once the nightmare is chased off, Pitch will of course linger until Sandy turns up and the lucid dreamer may even get to decide either way themselves. Dream or Nightmare, maybe even in a dream it can come down to one seemingly insignificant action or another. Maybe the fate of these battles is determined by which the lucid dreamer inadvertently sides with, making the fight two against one.