#the kids just keep getting younger and younger...

[pacifistsworstnightmare]

KAMIKAZE MISSION — fwb!touya todoroki

sometimes your not-quite-boyfriend shows up at your place in the middle of the night with his kid brother in tow

a/n : i've been drinking ok i get really maternal when i've had wine. also the drawing is mine i cannot draw but i tried my best 🙂‍↕️

m.list !

shouto’s already asleep— he passed out somewhere between brushing his teeth and asking you about your favourite kind of fish (and telling you his. of course). now he’s curled in the middle of your bed, soft and warm and drooling a little into your pillow.

your bed is too small for three people.

touya’s on the other end, sideways, and staring at you like your face has the answers written on it. to him it does.

you’re facing each other, across the boy’s sleeping body. your voices are barely whispers.

“he’s a bed hog,” you murmur.

“he’s got sharp elbows,” touya replies, just as quiet. “i think he bruised my rib.”

you grin. you don’t say i like having you both here.

there’s a little nightlight plugged in beside the dresser— one of those cheap LED ones from the pharmacy, shaped like a sea turtle. shouto made you plug it in before bed. said the room was too dark otherwise.

the glow makes everything feel soft. like it’s real. like it’s safe.

touya shifts, just slightly, and the mattress dips. his foot brushes yours. you feel it everywhere.

“he keeps looking at you,” he says, voice low. “like you’re something good.”

your breath catches. “he’s a sweet kid.”

“he’s not sweet,” touya says, but he doesn’t mean it. “he’s scared. he’s quiet. and he’s trying so fuckin' hard not to be in the way.”

that makes your chest hurt.

you glance down at shouto’s sleeping face. he looks younger when he’s like this. smaller. his hand is resting against touya’s shirt. his other hand is against your arm.

“he’s not in the way,” you whisper.

“you’re the first person he’s been like this with since mom got hospitalised,” touya says, and it’s so quiet you almost don’t hear it.

then he goes still, like maybe he wasn’t supposed to say that.

you don’t know what to do with the ache in your chest.

you say, “you didn’t have to bring him here.”

“i know.”

“but you did.”

touya exhales slow. closes his eyes. “he needed somewhere to land.”

you nod, even though he can’t see it. “and you?”

“i didn’t think about me.”

he’s lying. he thought about you.

you want to reach for him, but shouto’s in the middle. tiny, warm, still holding you both in sleep.

instead, you whisper, “i’m glad you’re here.”

touya’s eyes open again. they look especially blue in the nightlight, soft around the edges.

“don’t say that,” he says.

you smile. “i mean it.”

“yeah.” he glances at the ceiling. “that’s the problem.”

you’re quiet for a long time.

the city hums outside. the boy breathes, steady and safe. touya blinks slow, tired behind the eyes. and you lie there, feet touching, a ten-year-old draped over you like you’re the only two people he trusts in the world.

it’s not a family. not really. and shouto will be back in his own house soon, and touya will be gone again.

but for tonight, it’s close enough.

— 2025 © pwn. all rights reserved. do not repost, narrate, or translate my works. thanku!

[bloofairyfox]

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙅𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 (𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: mentions of snakes

Note: this is so messy and is literally me just rambling, but my head was just filled with Jason Todd and I needed to get it out. So I apologize in advance to spelling errors and jumping from one topic to another

Dividers by: @cafekitsune & @saradika / @saradika-graphics

I feel like Jason has a habit of kinda softly flicking his nose when he laughs. Not a full on laugh, but kinda when he scoffs or huffs out a dry laugh (?)

Like he’ll hear someone say something stupid, or hear a mildly funny joke and he’ll huff out a laugh as he smirks and tries to cover it up with his hand, flicking his nose a bit

Adding to the laugh bit, Jason’s actual laugh is loud and insane. Like the type of laugh to pierce your ears, it’s so crazy he sounds like a hyena. And it’ll come out of nowhere too. He’ll be on his phone scrolling mindlessly and you’re sitting next to him minding your own business, doing your thing. then here comes Jason “Siren” Todd laughing at a dumb video he found and startling you.

He definitely snores and he snores like a dad, I’m so sorry yall

Jason doesn’t really care much for dressing himself up that much (not that he doesn’t try because he does), but I feel like he collects leather and bomber jackets sometimes. (he’ll even add little patches on them too)

He takes night walks to clear his head whenever he gets overwhelmed. He just throws on his headphones and goes, no destination or nothing.

I feel like he really likes taking night walks during autumn. Not too hot not too cold, but just cold enough to wear his favorite jackets.

Definitely has broken headphones/earphones

The screen on his phone is definitely cracked from all that fighting and jumping off of buildings. Like it genuinely is a hazard how cracked his screen is.

Jason strikes me as a person to keep his apartment moderately clean. Like he may have old bottles and scattered clothes around the house but not to the point where you can’t walk around and it stinks, you know what I mean?

I feel like since everything else in his life is messy he would want control over some part of it, and that would be his apartment, his space. It’s not perfect, but it’s his and it’s clean enough for him.

One night, when Jason was out on patrol, a little kid waved him down to talk to him. And being the kind hero that he is, he jumped down from the roof top and talked to the kid.

It was kinda obvious the kid was nervous, so he bent down to the kids level and spoke just a little bit softer to not be as intimidating.

As they talked for a bit, the kid told Jason to stay put and went somewhere to grab something. A few minutes later, Jason could hear many small footsteps and giggling coming around the corner, then he saw a group of kids from a nearby orphanage come running towards him, all beaming and in awe at Jason.

Jason had never received so many handmade gifts and hugs in his entire life.

Hangs out in public libraries a lot, reading any book that peaks his interest. You can usually find him in a kind of secluded part of the library, a little corner that no one really goes to but not too far away from people either.

I feel like Jason isn’t that bad of a cook. Like when he was younger, maybe Alfred taught him some recipes (maybe even taught him how to make his favorite dish) and he just learned from there. He still messes up from time to time, but he genuinely finds enjoyment in the art of cooking. Makes him feel more normal.

I’ve seen some people say that Jason is a dog or cat person, which I agree with. But may I present you with this…

Jason and snakes!

I feel like he really likes snakes idk why but he strikes me as a reptile kinda guy. He just thinks they’re cool and that snake names sound cool.

When Damian goes to art museums, Jason might tag along just because he doesn’t have anything to do that day. He does have to get through Damian being…Damian, but it beats being stuck in his small apartment all day. And plus the art work is nice to look at. (Damian won’t admit it but he appreciates the company)

Jason is a very complex person, that lives a dangerous life and can be reckless at times. But he still tries to find moments of normality whenever he can and holds on tight to it.

CLAP IF YOU LOVE JASON TODD 🫵🏾👏🏾

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[c4tluver02]

hopefully this isn’t too vague but for a request i’d love some fluff! potentially steve and henderson!reader like dustin’s older sister and what that would all entail, like steve being a part of the family :,)

the secret

wc: 2.1k

summary: After keeping your relationship with Steve a secret from Dustin, he just so happens to find out in the worst way.

cw: Henderson!reader, older sister/ younger brother, slight fight, nothin rlly!

a/n: thank you sm for the request i really appreciate it!!! i hope you enjoy!!! <33

As of right now you and Steve are keeping your relationship a secret.  

At least from Dustin. You both don’t know how he’ll react and personally you’d hate for this to be something that doesn’t work out and you ended up getting him mad for no reason. Not that you and Steve are breaking up anytime soon, he’s actually been great. He calls you every night and on dates he gets you flowers. He’s perfect and you’re extremely happy.   

Steve saw you for the first time when he went to pick Dustin up. He sat in his red car with furrowed brows because the kid was late. Like 20 minutes late. Doing what? Steve still doesn’t know to this day but he’s thankful something kept him up. It’s what brought you to his car.   

You had a pretty summer dress on and if Steve were a gentleman his eyes would have found your face before your dress but that’s just how it happened. You also didn’t have shoes on, underestimating just how hot the summer concrete would be, or maybe, probably, not expecting to tell Dustin’s significantly older friend that he can’t go anywhere today. Steve can see your height get higher as you stand on your tippy toes trying to avoid the heat on your bare feet.

It’s how you got into his car, after he offered you to sit in it of course. Letting your feet have a break. It also lets him keep you for a little longer. You had told him all that he really needed to know and yet here you are in his passenger seat with the door open. You’re letting out cold air but Steve would never tell you to do anything about it.   

After that day Steve picked Dustin up more and suddenly he began walking up to the front door. No longer waiting the whole time in his car for Dustin to fix his timing issues. Instead he sits with you in the living room and talks. When Dustin was ready he’d give you a goodbye and Steve would send a smile and wave. It was easy to fall in love with Steve Harrington.   

With all of this being said Dustin knows you’re dating somebody, just not Steve. In typical Dustin fashion he couldn’t care less about it, it’s not affecting him in any way other than you’re gone more. He’s too busy in his own life to notice anything about yours. And you two have been careful so far. Like when he drops you off a few houses down so Dustin doesn’t see his car, or when he sneaks into your room through your window– But that one even your mom doesn’t know about.   

It was working well so far. Would you like to tell your brother you’re dating someone he sincerely looks up to? Well when it’s put that way no. But you would like to stop being secretive. You and Dustin are pretty close, you never keep something this big from him. It’s what eats you up at night when Dustin asks when he’s gonna meet this special guy you talk about.  

But you know it’s best that he doesn’t know quite yet. To know your sister and best friend are getting together behind your back is understandably devastating. Even though it’s 100% serious Dustin doesn’t think Steve is serious about anything and you’re his sister who is lame and boring. It just simply doesn’t work. 

Steve is coming over again tonight, you had spent a few days last week at his place so now it’s his turn to go to yours. A nice back and forth to make things even. Although being at Steve’s is better than being at your place, no hiding, no parents, just you and him in a house all alone.   

However it is nice to be in your bed with your clothes. Not needing to pack a bag of things that you need. Steve packs light anyways, boys are so lucky for that. And he always tells you how much he loves your room, stating that it feels like you are unlike his room. Something that his parents threw together and he just put his personal belongings into. You have posters and pictures of friends all around, your music collection is stacked, and downstairs is a family that’s close and happy. Something Steve doesn’t get to see at his own home.   

When you hear a knock on your window it makes you jump slightly. Your nose stuck in a book you rented from the library when you and Steve went a few days ago. You’re quick to hop off your bed to open it for him. He always tells you to keep it locked even when you know he’s coming.  

 “Hey angel.” He preens once both of his feet are planted on your bedroom floor.   

“Hi handsome. Have you eaten?” You ask putting your arms around his neck giving him a hello kiss. It’s quick despite his arms trying to pull you closer into him and he answers with a nod. Your mom made one of his favorites but he can always take some home when he leaves.  

Your mom is maybe even a bigger fan of Steve than you are. When he has dinners with all three of you– just as a hang out with Dustin of course– she always asks him questions and makes jokes. He gives into her, laughing at anything and everything she says. It’s very sweet, completely unnecessary, but still he does it. Your mom can like anyone so Steve doesn’t need to try so hard and yet he does.   

Dustin will complain if Steve gets seconds and you’ll kick his leg under the table. Not only is he being a brat but that’s your boyfriend who deserves seconds. He gives you a death glare in return that means absolutely nothing to you at this point, seeing it for many many years.  

Steve even sometimes scolds him and you think you like him the most then. All defensive of you and then he puts his hand on your thigh under the table. The flush that comes to your cheeks is missed by your brother but not by the boy sitting next to you.   

His hands squeezing your hips pulls you out of the memory. You can see his eyes traveling around your room, looking for anything new that he might not have seen the last time he was there. When they land on your bed he immediately speaks up.   

“How's the book going?” He nods his head towards the direction of the book on your bed. Steve remembers how happy you were to find it in your local library, it is a fairly new release for Hawkins to have.   

“It’s really good so far, I barely had time to read it cause Dusitn was bothering me all day.” You huff as you sit back down on your bed, Steve follows suit. The way your hands immediately intertwine could almost make it seem like there's a magnet holding them together. Always coming together when close. 

The timing in which Dustin knocks on your door after you mention him is scary. So scary you fear he might have heard what you said about him. But what's worse is Steve is right next to you. Both of your heads turn to look at each other with wide eyes. 

“What?” Your tone is not harsh but it does exactly say ‘come on in!’ 

“I need to talk to you.” 

Dustin never really comes to you about stuff unless it's to complain about your mom. But she’s asleep now so this must be something serious. You get up from your spot on your bed and make a ‘shoo’ motion to Steve. He quickly fumbles his way into your closet, it’s bigger than Dustins which is why you picked this room. Still it doesn’t leave Steve a ton of moving area for him to stand comfortably. Your hanging clothes force him to be pushed against the door. 

When you open your door Dustin is standing in front of you with a frown. Your arm stretches out to let him know he can enter and he sits on the chair by your vanity, the one that's right next to your closet. 

“So, what's up?” You are leaning against the end of your bed, hoping this goes quick so Steve can get out of the stuffy closet. 

“I think Steve is done with me.” The way he lets his head fall into his hands with a sigh tells you he's really been thinking about this. 

“What do you mean ‘done with you’? He’s here all the time.” 

“No, he’s only here for dinners after mom begs him or to pick me up and drop me off. We never hang out.” You could scold him for spinning around in your expensive chair but you decide against it. 

“Well Dustin he is older he’s probably got stuff to do y’know? I doubt it has anything to do with you.” You give him a small shrug of your shoulders, hoping this clears his head for the time being. 

“I think he’s dating someone.” Dustin rolls his eyes, you're glad Steve can't see it. “He’s all happy and it’s weird.” 

“Oh really?” It’s taking everything in you not to grin, trying to come off like you couldn't care less. 

“Yeah, maybe it’s her that's ruining him.” He ponders. This conversation isn't really going in the direction you were hoping for. 

When a loud sneeze booms from your closet Dustin is quick to jump off your chair and run towards you. Could this get any worse?

“Who is in your closet?” The lack of response you had to the sneeze gave you away. His head shoots from you to the door. 

When it opens slowly and Steve's face pops out with a wince you can't help but throw your head back with a groan. He fully steps out and when you look back at him you can see a slight sheen on his face, it probably wasn't the coolest being trapped in there. 

“I’m so sorry Dusty I really didn’t mean for you to find out like this and I-” The nickname slips in hopes of saving this situation. 

“Are you sleeping up with my sister?” Dustin shouts at Steve. 

“What? No! I’m not sleeping, well I sleep with her sometimes but-” 

An ‘oh my god Steve’ comes out muffled as your hands cover your eyes but it doesn't stop the horrible situation playing out in front of you. 

“How long has this been going on?” Dustin's poor little face is red, maybe from shock or anger but it breaks your heart all the same. 

“We’ve been dating for 4 months.” You say. 

“Dating? 4 months?!” His voice breaks mid screech. 

“I swear we were going to tell you but there was never a right time, and we knew you’d be upset. It just happened since he was here so often and, I dunno I just- he’s really great Dustin I promise.” It comes out all scrambled but Steve's smile from your words shows enough. 

“It isn't a fling Dustin, this is serious.” Steve speaks up. You quickly nod in response hoping it comes out as sincere as it feels. 

“So I was right, you are dating someone. It’s just, you’re my sister.” You can see the wheels turning in his head trying to understand how he feels about the situation. 

“Yeah, and m’not ‘done with you’ man.” Steve says, quoting Dustin's earlier words. “And now that you know about us, you’ll probably get sick of me being around.” He jokes trying to save this conversation. 

Steve walks over to you, again his hand magnetizing to yours. It’s a visual that concretes everything that has been said, proof that this isn't some prank or a dream. 

“Please forgive us for hiding this from you.” Dustin finally looks at you and his lack of words scare you. 

A few years ago you accidentally broke his lego set he spent 3 weeks building and he didn't talk to you for 10 days straight. Now he’s got a serious reason to not talk to you for a whole year. 

“Fine, I’ll forgive you but for the next two weeks you have to do my laundry. And you’ll drive me around whenever I need to go.” He points to you then Steve. 

It takes everything out of you to not automatically roll your eyes but you nod in agreement. “Okay, deal. Are we good?” 

“Yup, we're good.” Dustin smiles as he makes his way to leave. But not before, “Leave this door open.”  

Now you feel safe to roll your eyes at his annoying dramatics. Right as he turns his back from you he can hear the shut of your door. You may have been stressed about this but not enough to have your older sister's antics fly away. 

All Dustin can think now is maybe he should have acted more upset… 

[michellesneptune]

Your future spouse and relationship themes according to Venus/Descendant/Ruler of the 7th

Aries Venus/1H; Aries Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 1H

Someone athletic and fast. Your Future Spouse would be short-tempered and very passionate. Somebody that would openly chase after you. Very open and straightforward. Could have a taste for challenging you just to see whether you can keep up. Someone with many previous, short-lived relationships. They love to take the lead and look like someone you wouldn’t wanna fight.

They (or you) could have some issues with commitment, so the relationship may be on and off. You both could live for the excitement of it. Aries being fiery, the passions may burn and die out instantly. The ideal spouse is one that can capture both the fast pace and the loyalty. Aries likes to fight for what they’ve acquired, but even more for what they don’t have yet. So essentially you’re going to be playing catch me if you can for a big part of the relationship, but underneath the game is burning, passionate, serious love.

Taurus/2H Venus; Taurus Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 2H

A class act. Somebody so good looking you want to eat them up. Flawless skin and beautiful, pouty lips. Wavy or curly hair. They probably love to be kissed on the neck. Someone with a distinctive, beautiful voice. Good manners and well-educated. Somebody discerning, who really values high quality. Maybe a successful business owner, good with money. An art lover. On the downside, could be too materialistic. Will be very possessive about you.

Taking turns spoiling each other as a love language. Attending luxurious, expensive dinner parties. Acquiring rich, influential friendships together. Loyal till the end. Overspending and overindulging. A possible danger here is focusing too much on the physical and not enough on the emotional bond. Thinking everything can be fixed with money. However, those are really dignified placement, hence the love life is overall harmonious (in not debilitated).

Gemini/3H Venus; Gemini Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 3H

Brainy and witty. Likely younger than you (either metrically or by spirit). Loves writing and good with words. Someone with curious, cat-like eyes and a youthful smile. Beautiful hands and fingers. Siblings playing a big role in said persons’ life; they may talk about them frequently. Could be interested in cars. There’s some duality to this person. Like they could be really playful and jovial, but also contain a different, deeper and more mysterious persona, which they bare only at times.

Each day with them is a never ending intellectual chase. Creating an own language together, giving words new meaning only known to you two. Doing crosswords and playing Scrabble together during cosy rainy days. Sharing a genuine friendship. Talking about everything and anything you see. Finding extraordinary in the mundane.

Cancer/4H Venus; Cancer Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 4H

Your Future Spouse would be very caring and protective, reminding you of motherly love. They will be desperate to make themselves a necessity to your well-being. They will take pleasure in home-making: baking, cooking, beautifying the house. Doing these things for you is how they’ll show love. They would try really hard to gain your trust and make you feel emotionally and physically comfortable with them. Physically they could have a rounder build, beautiful breasts and overall a soft look. Deep, inviting and big eyes.

You could move in together very quickly. Home is wherever I’m with you. Adopting a pet together, them getting you a puppy as a surprise. Crying because you make them so happy. Always carefully listening to each other, mindful about their wants and needs. They would be up-front about wanting kids with you since the very beginning. They could be someone from your childhood.

Leo/5H Venus; Leo Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 5H

Your Future Spouse would be someone striving for fame. And it doesn’t have to be world-wide fame — even within friendships this person is someone who loves when the attention is on them. I’m talking Mr. Peanutbutter from Bojack Horseman. Someone with charisma, that is universally loved and has a lot of friends and acquaintances. They can talk to and charm almost anyone. Someone who loves acting. Very open and magnetic — everyone want to be a part of their world. They could have beautiful, thick hair — like a lion’s mane. They’ll love surprising you frequently.

Your relationship could bring up the urge to have children together or to generally-speaking act like your inner child with them. There could be a lot of playful banter between you, that turns into passionate kissing. Everybody and their mom is able to tell that you love each other. Could act like high school sweethearts that everyone envies. Going out on lots of dates, making them your sun.

Virgo/6H Venus; Virgo Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 6H

They’re likely very particular and perfectionists, but when it comes to you they will happily accept each and every flaw. Someone that is already focused on making themself better for you. Someone that is very precise and dresses impeccably. Maybe they wear glasses. Their skin is perfect and overall they’re well-groomed. The kind of person showing up with a hairdo, fresh manicure and neatly pressed clothes, saying that they’ve just gotten out of bed lol. They could work in healthcare and be very organised.

Your relationship would likely be structured around service and helping each other. What they cannot understand about you, they will make up by baking your favourite cookies. Maybe they’re not very outspoken, but they observe and listen carefully, and try to then embody your ideal. You can clearly see the potential in them and do everything to achieve it. They probably have a close bond to animals.

Libra/7H Venus; Libra Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 7H

Your Future Spouse is one of a graceful and delicate beauty. They’re extremely charming, so much so that it is intimidating! They’re very well-spoken and someone that spreads the aura of calmness and balance. They would instantly make you think that they’re the perfect addition to your life. They are outstandingly beautiful, but also modest and balanced. They might work in law or the arts.

The relationship between you could become the most important in your life. You two will be very devoted to creating a healthy bond. The relationship essentially serves its purpose as a mirror — you see your victories, shortcomings and flaws through the lens of the spouse. It is a good thing as that’s the role partnerships are supposed to play. You’re destined to become more balanced, learn the art of teamwork and compromise. You could have a feeling that they’re bringing out the best in you.

Scorpio/8H Venus; Scorpio Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 8H

There will be a darkness about them, a darkness that draws you in. Your Person would have dark, thick hair, dark eyes or dark circles. They won’t reveal all of their cards at first, so you won’t recognise the purpose of the relationship for some time. You could be interested in someone else (not committed, though), but you risk your all as they walk in. They could be someone who has just left a marriage or a long-term relationship.

They could introduce you to higher society (or vice versa). A class difference between you. Some kind of taboo being broken by your relationship. They could sacrifice a lot for you. Power couple. Your friends are weary of this person. No one really knows what’s going on between you. A financial imbalance. They let you indulge in their fortune (or once again, vice versa). If it’s the 7H Ruler it’s likely you that gives them money. They could be someone with a big inheritance. They open you up like no one had managed to before.

Sagittarius/9H Venus; Sagittarius Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 9H

Someone studying or working at a university when you meet. Someone for whom higher education is very important. Very passionate about their studies, devoted to many topics and teaching you about them. Somebody with a true lust for life. They could look up to you like a guru (or vice versa). Someone with distinctive legs — maybe impressively toned, long, or with thick thighs (😋).

A relationship that could connect you to the divine and open you up spiritually. They would introduce you to different philosophical beliefs. There’s a prominent educational value to this relationship, you both are forced to learn a lot through it. You could move out to another country together — or one of you could do it for the other. Could be long distance for some time. Lots of travelling and feeling very lucky 🍀 .

Capricorn/10H Venus; Capricorn Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 10H

A very hard working person, may come from a famous, household-name family. Elegant and sleek. High cheekbones and impressive physique. Could be reminding of a father figure in some way (sensible, responsible etc.). Could be older than you. A MILF or a DILF. You could’ve heard about them beforehand. Someone you want to impress and they force you to work at it. True pragmatics, also when it comes to love.

A relationship that resembles a job, you could work for them in some sense — maybe literally, they employ you, or helping them around the house, cleaning etc. A relationship like a well-structured enterprise. They love to show you off and vice versa. You could achieve your long-term goals through them. Their gifts are generous, but rather practical than lavish (e.g. a car or a house). Them or you could’ve found happiness together only later in life. You could be forced to fight through some obstacles to make your union happen.

Aquarius/11H Venus; Aquarius Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 11H

When you meet this person, you’ll think to yourself, I’ve never seen anyone like this. There is something very authentic and organic about them, that you won’t be able to find in anyone else. Maybe you won’t be even able to name it. They’ll have this electric look (and you’ll know, once you find them) that reveals something to you, invites you in. They just seem aware, you know? Like they’re able to see beyond. Physically, they’ll likely be tall and have a long, alien-like face. Striking eyes and hair that seems to have been struck by electricity. They could look completely different than their family. They’re probably interested in humanitarian causes and take a firm political stance on many issues.

The relationship will be, of course, somewhat unconventional. You could even live separately or choose not to get married, but it will suit you. It will be filled with friends and trying new things together. It will give you both just enough space to feel love, and explore yourselves.

Pisces/12H Venus; Pisces Descendant; 7th House Ruler in the 12H

You future person is ethereal and otherworldly. Very kind and compassionate, high emotional intelligence. They’ll be highly successful in artistic fields, as well as fields that are focused on helping others, like medicine. A dreamer who believes in a higher good. Somebody that would never walk on by if they see someone suffering. Doe, deer eyes with long lashes and a beautiful nose. Could also have pretty feet and even have a thing for them.

The relationship is almost happening in another realm. Many conversations are being had through the eyes. Everything is very intuitive and gentle. There is a prominent sacrifice element here, with you serving them or vice versa. Themes like moving abroad for them or supporting their career full-time are frequent with this placement. Also overlooking the other’s faults, in extreme cases it would be even staying with someone despite an active addiction going on, desperate to save them.

Thank you all so much for reading! Please let me know if it resonated😙 God, how I love writing spouse/relationship posts❤️❤️

Your Michelle~~

[nursejoyirl]

idk abt y'all but...personally...I love the headcanon that Sylus was originally a few years younger than MC. (spoilers ahead for main story ahead)

In Death and Rebirth, we get a glimpse of the childhood they shared in an arena fighting wanderers to the death. Sylus asks MC, "What do you hate more, teammates who steal your points, or teammates who can't keep up with you?" MC responds, "You're so annoying! If you steal my points again, I'm throwing you into Tartarus!"

He sounds like he's trying to prove himself to her, and she sounds like she's fed up with a little brother. I imagine Sylus as a 10-year-old little shit who is completely smitten with 12-year-old MC. When you're 10, a 12-year-old feels so much cooler than you! Little Sylus is always trying to impress MC. Since he's a head shorter than her, he measures himself every day. When he grows just a centimeter taller, he's immediately informing MC. He just leveled up on the weight rack? Time to brag to MC. He's definitely throwing sand in other kids' eyes so they don't have the chance to impress her instead. Little Sylus is truly a tiny fiend.

MC is eventually stolen through the deepspace tunnel. She spends years dying and being reborn as a human experiment. Meanwhile, Sylus spends his life escaping Tartarus and crossing the galaxy to find her. Teenage Sylus is like young Han Solo. A loveable rogue. A jack-of-all-trades who has never met a spaceship he couldn't fly. He speaks broken parts of 15 different alien languages. His reliable talent earns him a spot amongst bounty hunters and drug smugglers in high-rolling crime syndicates. This is where he gains his street smarts and learns how to become the leader of Onichynus.

In the current timeline, I sensed that Sylus is supposed to be older than MC. That's probably because he continued his life in one straight line while MC was forced to start over and over again. Maybe she lost a few years along the way while growing up. That's why she's just graduating from the Hunter Academy and he's a mafia boss (significantly different levels of career development, lol). To Sylus, she's always been the cool, beautiful, out-of-reach older girl. Now, he's got the upper hand in age and size. He loves to tease her about it, calling her kitten and manhandling her like a sack of potatoes whenever possible. Despite his hard exterior, in their most intimate moments, Sylus is a huge softie, totally weak for his cool older girlfriend, on his knees trying to please her any way he can.

[flamestar126]

Day 6: AU (FNAF) -> Part 2 (will include background of creating the au) Characters and lore below the cut

Characters/Cast: Sun - David Gregory - Max Freddy - Jasper Chica - Nikki Monty - Edward (Wood Scout Leader) Roxy - Sasha (Flower Scout Leader) Moon - Daniel Fazbear Entertainment (FBE) - Campbell Vanessa - Gwen William Afton (WA) - Max's dad (MD Staff bot - Neil This is WILL NOT include all accurate story/lore of FNAF!

This WILL include mention of death, murder, abuse (typical fnaf stuff) I am not a writer or fnaf expert at all. I'm just sharing my au as a fan of both :> EARLY FBE & FUTURE FBE

Max's dad (WA) was the former owner and founder of Fazbear Entertainment before nearly going bankrupt after his failure of the spring locks gaining a horrid reputation of injuring and even death among the younger guests. Their curiosity getting the better of them and getting too close to the animatronics despite the warnings. Things were getting so bad, they were even rumors of the animatronics glitching so badly that they seemed like they had a mind of their own. Eventually he had to give up his dream and sell his dying company over to an interested party.

Campbell was no engineer but he could bullshit his way through a scam and made success with FBE, much to MD's displeasure.

MAX'S ARRIVAL

He had tried to move on. MD had married and became a dad but it was more of nuisance than anything to him. More often than not, he'd just let his son wander after handing some bills before speeding off. Max came back asking for a freddy plush and he snapped.

Max couldn't have known his mistake. His interest started when he had wandered into a massive building with posters of pizza, blasting music so loud. He's never seen anything like it before, all weird looking robots moved on their own and welcomed him in. Some nerdy ass staff robot welcomed him in a map, Max snatched it out of his metal hands before navigating through every nook and cranny this place offered. Well almost. . . there was no way he was gonna enter those double gates for babies. A camp themed daycare? No thanks. He'll spend his paradise outside. Max even entered his own guest info, pausing when it asked for a phone number as an emergency contact before pushing in some random number.

It was safe to say the staff, mostly the robotic ones, knew of him not too long after. Especially since he loved to mess around with their parts. His mischief eventually made most of the staff end up not wanting to deal with him anymore or went out their way to avoid him in fear of a trip to parts and services. The arcade became his regular hangout plus music man was cool as hell. That's also when he saw it, a limited time golden freddy on the display. It was a long shot but maybe just once he could indulge himself to his parents and ask. . . .

He ran. Max ran to the only place he felt welcomed at but he could feel their stares, every single one felt prickling on his skin and quickly entered the doors he never bothered before.

DAVID

David has seen many things during his time at his campsite. David had gone by many names, D4V1D, David, or Day based off his cheery personality advertised as bright as day. He's built to handle most situation, FBE had put extra love into designing him after the terrible reputation with children. He had two different modes, trooper and scout. Trooper was during the day when he had children to look after and scout was his own special security mode. Where trooper had soft material for handling children, scout or security mode had left him a bit more flexible for potential dangers. But his programming had conflicted with scout mode, leading up to the creation of Daniel/Dream. Not only would he take over his security but new activities for night time for campers. Sure he had few glitches here and there but he had David to keep that side in check.

DayDream was a fairly balanced team between the both.

David wasn't expecting a kid to burst in through his gates. He'd never seen this one before but he had an inkling based off the rumors floating about. He wasn't a gossip but he couldn't help hear about a notorious kid reeking havoc upon the plaza.

MEETING He tried to confront the boy, his programming not only urging to comfort an upset kid but it was the right thing to do. The boy didn't take it too well and lashed out at him. David tried to remedy the situation, even introduced himself.

"David? that's a shitty name for a robot-" "Animatronic-" "They should've called you destructive tron or some shit like that" "I would never cause such destru-" He's already wandered off with a middle finger directed to him "If you ever need somewhere to go, I'm here!" The gates slammed shut.

David heard of the rumors of the boy's mischief and has experienced his pranks after their first meeting but never once did David shoo him away from his campsite. Always invited in, never learning his lesson. He became Max's target for chaos, determined to break him. David was probably the most well known in parts and services and would've been scrapped if not amazing in his area. Max has never seen a more accident prone animatronic, especially when he wasn't doing anything to him.

Still that animatronic was shady as fuck. Seriously, he'd seen the other eventually break patience with him but never David. What psycho kept smiling despite being bullied? He couldn't stand that shit and wouldn't be coming back any time soon.

He came back a hour later.

TIME

It became a routine, even the other glamrocks came to join in. Chica did at least, quickly becoming partners in crime with Max. His walls slowly coming down. He wasn't sure who wore down who but Max meddle out (as much as he could anyway) and spent his time around him. Either partaking in his activities after begging or merely followed him around in silence. He enjoyed his presence regardless! Max had gotten so comfortable around him, he had accidentally took a nap past hours. It was concerning though. David figured his parents would come by and pick him up by now.

David always wondered but never pushed about his parents after the first time he asked who he was with. Yes it was suspicious and worrisome but at least he was here to look after him. He had tried to contact his parents through his emergency contacts in the guest list information. David had tried his best, he really did, but no matter how hard he searched through the database the number never appeared. Was that even possible?

He couldn't contact them in the end so he kept him cozy in his personal room where he didn't have to lay on the dirty matts children had played on all day. He'd clean and tidy up for tomorrow in the mean time and explain what happened to his parents when did arrive in the morning. Surely they would've noticed their own son missing in his bed! All he had to do was make sure the light didn't go out while he was here. Easy peasy!

THE THREAT

Something was here. It was here for Max. A weird rabbit girl was looking for him, chasing him. Not only that but there was something more going on.

ENDING

It was safe. The threat was gone and Max was safe and sound. His home life wasn't though. He'd take him in instead if Max wanted. Maybe he wouldn't having an animatronic as a father figure? It was up to him and he had Gwen and others to support the both of them.

[rheas-ripley]

just some simple fluffy hcs about you and riri being girl moms bc i have baby fever 🥹

- y’all’s daughter is soooo fucking fly omg. riri literally buys her the child version of her own wardrobe.

- she’s honestly just riri’s mini me but you both love it.

- riri definitely uses y’all’s daughter to relay messages when she doesn’t feel like getting up.

- she’d tell your daughter something while you were in the kitchen making dinner and a few seconds later you’d hear your daughter’s little feet padding towards you. “mommy, mama told me to ask you if i can have ice cream after dinner? please?”

- anytime she didn’t want seem like the bad guy her favorite phrase was “go ask your mommy.”

- riri tries so hard not to spoil y’all’s daughter but she just can’t help it. she’s definitely subtle with it, though.

- she’ll do little shit like slip your daughter a $20 bill under her pillow from the “tooth fairy” and dress your daughter in a new outfit without telling you.

- y’all both cried together as your daughter walked into her classroom on the first day of kindergarten.

- y’all’s daughter is so freaking smart, rightfully so. even as a baby she learned quickly and started reading way younger than her peers.

- riri is the loudest at every spelling bee, dance recital, graduation allat. you name it, she’s there screaming the loudest.

- she made sure y’all’s daughter was in basketball as soon as she could walk.

- riri has almost gotten banned from attending the games…multiple times. but she just can’t help it, that’s her baby!

- riri was not going for the ipads as a toddler. both you and her were very adamant on keeping her entertained yourselves with actual enrichment instead of mindless screen time.

- y’all’s daughter lovessss spending time in riri’s garage.

- y’all had a schedule on who would pick y’all’s daughter up from school every day and whenever riri got her, she’d take her right to the garage.

- obviously she never worked on anything crazy around her. most of the time, riri would just make up stuff for them to do so they could spend time together. 🥹

- sometimes you’d even curl up with a book and sit in the lounge chair riri specifically put in there for you to watch them.

- “mommy, look at what i’m making with mama!” your daughter would say proudly, running over to show you a heart carved out of wood with the biggest smile on her face.

- you and your daughter beggedddd riri to get a dog for months because she swore it would just shit all over the place. when she finally caved, y’all went to she shelter and adopted a lil boxer.

- his name in the shelter was mike but riri insisted on renaming him rocky with her corny ass.

- y’all’s daughter is soooo hardheaded, just like her damn mama.

- y’all are very big on movie nights. we all know riri is the biggest nerd ever so she got y’all’s daughter into star wars and star trek very early on.

- “but mama i don’t get it-“ “shhh, baby it’s gon make sense later.”

- let somebody’s snot-nosed kid start picking on y’all’s daughter oh riri was on go. y’all never played you both would be right up in that school as soon as they called!

- even though riri spoils your daughter immensely, she’s def more protective than you.

- when you were getting y’all’s daughter ready for her first lil picnic date in her freshman year riri stood in the doorway just mugging.

- “and don’t be out here disrespecting yourself either,” she’d add with a shake of her head, that being her hundredth random rule about the date.

- y’all have the best relationship with your daughter. riri had been working on her communication skills ever since yall started dating and though it wasn’t perfect, she improved it when she saw how much it was hurting you in the beginning.

- riri puts y’all’s daughter on to the best old r&b songs ughhh. yall know how your mom always puts you on to the best music? riri’s is supreme.

- you and riri taught your daughter all about the ways to take care of her natural hair and you both take turns styling it.

- riri speaks so much life into y’all’s daughter it’s insane. she does it just as much to you too.

- y’all would be standing in the mirror adding the final touches to your outfits since you were about to go out for dinner. you’d be leaning down trying to fix your daughter’s hair when riri would speak up, “my beautiful girls,” she say to you both, pulling you up to give you a kiss, “our lil family is perfect.”

- I NEED HER TO GET ME PREGNANT NOW!

[ploompkin]

Harley actually getting the giggles over something and Elliot deliberately trying to get him to laugh more because the sound makes him so happy How would you say he goes qbout that

Started sketching a comic for this but I do not have the energy to finish it right now so have my words instead

First. Context.

100% at some point in the adoption AU, Elliot takes Harley to a pet store, and tells him he can get any pet he wants. He thinks this will help encourage Harley to be empathetic and responsible with another life.

Harley chooses a tortoise. It just. FITS in my mind… for some reason. He names him/her Aesop (after Aesop’s fables, the hare and the tortoise).

That kid. LOVES. His tortoise. They do everything together. He even makes him/her a little sling so he can carry him/her around everywhere with him.

ANYWAY. At some point Harley is sitting with Aesop’s shell on the kitchen floor, waiting for him/her to come out so they can play. Until… POP! Out comes Aesop’s head. Harley thinks that’s pretty cute and funny so he giggles a bit.

Elliot, cooking dinner, is immediately like ??!?!?! That is the first time I have heard that kid laugh. He needs to hear it again, because it was such a sweet happy sound. So, my man does the first thing he can think of:

Starts voicing the tortoise. Like the cat TikTok videos? Or how my Ma did for my hamster when we were younger.

Like, “yaaaaawn oh that was a nice nap, oh, where did I leave me legs—“ *tortoise pops their legs out next* “OH thereeee they are!“

As soon as Harley turns his head to look at Elliot— he stops.

Harley narrows his eyes. “I know it’s you, Elliot.”

“…”

Harley slowly turns back. The tortoise magically starts “talking” again:

“Hello, young mister Harley! Ooo I’m famished, I could do with a nice bit of lettuce, will you steal some from that taller human up there, for me?”

Harley, getting a bit grumpy because,,, how old does Elliot think he is? He’s not a baby!!

“ELLIOT.”

“Yes Harley?”

(STARING MATCH)

“……..”

“…………….”

Harley turns away again—

“Pretty please? Lettuce? May I?”

Anyway this keeps going on and Elliot keeps pretending nothing’s happening until Harley gives in and “steals” a bit of lettuce from Elliot’s chopping board to give to Aesop.

As soon as it goes in the tortoise’s mouth—

“Nom nom nom nom! Smack! Oooh, fine cuisine, five stars! Give my compliments to the chef!“

And Harley can’t help but start to snigger because it’s just so. DUMB. It’s so dumb and stupid, but he’s still young and un-jaded enough that the humour reaches him, and eventually he’s properly laughing— and then Elliot joins in and does a ridiculous laugh for the tortoise which just makes them both laugh even more.

Afterwards, Elliot makes a separate bowl of lettuce for Aesop and lets them sit on the table while they eat dinner, and Harley’s quietly smiling to himself the rest of the evening <3

[syndrossi]

hi,

*sits down, pulls a cup of hot cocoa to the table and crosses legs*

i’d offer you one but this is virtual. so i’ll just wave.

so i havent been able to read the latest chapter and so tonight i finally get a chance to do so. i dont know if others will get this but like, i need to be in the right Zone, to read stories i like. i reread the previous chaps just to refresh the story, etc. and i keep laughing to myself bc suddenly i have another reason to pause my reading to come here and send you this ask.

and it is:

it’s so funny to me that there eventually may be a moment when the Targs and the Small Council all kinda realize the warlocks Volanteens are only interested in Daemon’s sons. like that has been the goal, solely. idk throw in reports on how the targ dragonspawn stopped ‘disappearing’ around the discovery of the twins. Which led to so many funny interactions in my opinion.

people wondering why it’s Daemon’s kids specifically, Daemon answers very obviously: it’s his kids, duh. Of course they want the best and brightest. No offense to Rhaenyra, but that would be his babies. Price of greatness, he shrugs. Whilst Otto is there in the corner, all angry that Alicent’s sons haven’t even been spared a glance to getting kidnapped, it’s alllll about Daemon’s kids. Even though, huh, he should feel happy that his grandsons are safe from this threat— why is Viserys still talking to Daemon?! What else could they be discussing??

meanwhile, Rhaenyra and Laenor just happy their sons are okay. right?

ok, now imma try to read.

Hope the hot cocoa was delicious! It's 100F here, so I'm somewhat less tempted lol. But I am having pizza tonight because it's D&D night.

I mean, there are only two children whose capture promises a reward equal to the GDP of Braavos (per child). That alone is pretty striking. All of the attempts have focused on the twins thus far, too. It can't be excused as them being "perfect candidates" because they have small hatchlings, either. The same is true of Rhaenyra's sons, all of whom are even younger. (Granted, if you were, say, Jace and kidnapped by Volantis who wanted to use you as a dragonrider, I don't know how much rah rah Volantis propaganda could overcome "but seriously I'm heir to the Iron Throne once my mother ascends and could just...go home rather than be the pet dragonrider of a city." But Luke and Joff are good alternatives.)

On the other hand, there haven't been a ton of opportunities with the other littles yet, so the threat can't be dismissed entirely, even though it's likely that Viserys suspects there may be some connection with the boys' PTWP qualities and the warlocks' interest. Which is good! If Otto is worried about his grandsons' safety, he's more likely to be a good-faith ally against Volantis. But it does seem like Viserys and Daemon are keeping something from him.

We don't actually know whether the kidnapping targets reflect what the warlocks want or what Volantis itself wants. Definitely the warlocks want to get their hands on the twins. Would Volantis settle for Joff + tiny Tyraxes if the opportunity presented itself? I don't think they'd be as happy given that the warlocks claimed their dragon eggs were special and the twins ended up with them.

[nanaluvsyouu]

haii! ! so I've got this req for enha hcs as your 'date' to a desi wedding and what they'd wear (infamous black kurta with rolled up sleeves mentioned) and how'd they'd be at the event type shit 😼

Mummy nu pasand - Fluff, slight crack

First of all, I LOVE that picture LMAO and here you go! I hope you like it!!

Scenario: It was your cousin's wedding. When you told him about the event taking part on your home country he excitedly asked if he could tag along. You happily accepted his request, so he joined you to her wedding as your date.

-Heesung would 100% watch desi movies to learn about the different wedding events. You had attended korean weddings with him and had educated yourself about what they entailed, so it only made sense for heesung to do the same.

He's the type of guy who would try and match his fits with you because he wants everyone to know your his and even if you guys were just friends, he'd match with you to keep other men/women away from you.

Let's imagine there aren't matching outfits available or you told him off for scaring the hoes, he would keep your jhumke in his pockets or your gajra around his wrist. 🤭

He's the type to get chai for you without you having to ask for it. The type to stargaze with you as you tell him stories about your village/ city and your love for your culture.

-Don't get me started on Jay. He's one of those dates that all the aunties swoon over because of his personality and attitude. The date that would spend time with your family, following you around like a lost puppy. The type to wear something not matching with you, but rather complimenting your outfit.

The date that would get mad at you when you mention something is expensive and remind you to just choose whatever you want and don't worry about the price because he's the one who will pay for it. You'd try and argue with him telling him to save his money up only for him to shush you by telling you as long as he walks this earth, his beautiful girl will never have to spend money in her account.

He is the type to make you chai as you come back from the event, as you're exhausted from the dancing and the chatting. The type to help you get unready as he massages oil onto your scalp helping you relax.

-Imagine having a date that everyone's childs go to. Yeah, that's jake. You'd want to talk to Jake about what he's going to wear at the [event name] only for some random kid holding jake's finger as the kid takes him to his dollhouse. Jake would giggle as he makes him play house with him.

The kind of date that randomly impresses the uncles and aunties with his physics knowldge. Your cousins and family members would be swooning over his accent as you roll your eyes at them.

Jake would try and wear matching accessories with you, if you were wearing silver he was wearing silver as well, if you were wearing gold he would incoperate gold into his outfit or wear a golden acessory as well.

He's openly flirt with you to help calm down your jealousy because of your cousins oggling him and swooning over his accent. The kind to roll back his sleeves as he hand feeds you saalan and naan/roti. (A/N: I need to be sedated).

-You know those men that let their partner pick their outfit? That's Sunghoon. Why you may ask. Well the reason is very simple, he knew that you knew him more than he knew himself and he also knew whatever you would pick for him would not only make him shine but also have people envy the beauty of you two.

He's the type to help you choose what jewellery to wear, calming you down when you panic about not being able to find the other pair of the jhumka as he calmly points towards your ear where the jhumka was already in. If you're a Hijabi, he's the kind of person to help you find a Hijab that matches your outfit perfectly.

The type to sneekily give your younger siblings/cousins money, bribing them to leave the two of you alone so he can spend his time admiring you without having to hear the aggrivating voices of the little gremlins.

You can't tell me that he won't befriend your sibling, spoiling them to get them to like him more than you.

-Imagine your boyfriend/husband doing your mehndi, that's sunoo. He's the type to learn how to do mehndi just so he can do yours and write his name in between the design so you can always remember him as you look at your hands.

Now he's one sassy and self assured man. He knows exactly what would flatter him and that's exactly what he's going to wear at the events. Shopping with you, nah, shopping with your mum and the aunties??? YES!

He loves hearing gossip about people he doesn't know from your mum and her friends and family, he's the kind of guy that would spend more time gossiping then actually buying the outfits, to engrossed in the conversation to care about the kurte he's meant to buy.

You are going to be kept in the loop as Sunoo discreetly points at the guests and tells you the gossip he heard when he was shopping.

-Jungwon is the date that would have already chosen what he was going to wear at the event when you had agreeded to take him to the wedding as your date.

He's highly organised, he knows exactly what he wants and he knows that he wants to visit places that mean a lot to you, this includes the graves of your loved ones or the place their ashes were spread.

Respecting your cultural belief he would pay respect to the dead, pray for them as he holds you, letting you tell him stories about how amazing they were.

The date that is helping your little sisters/nieces/cousins fix their hair, he probably lets them do his makeup and poke his dimples as they ask him questions about being a singer and if he can sing them a song.

He would happily agree as he starts singing romance bollywood songs, smirking at you, as the girls get really excited and happy and they start singing and dancing with him.

-You had begged ni-ki to match with you, he said no saying it was too cingy, so imagine the surprise on your face when he showed up matching with some of the men in your family. You scoffed as you saw them all wearing the same attire as you remembered ni-ki shutting you down for wanting to match with him.

He's not stupid, he notices the way your mood drops slightly as doubt takes over you. Ni-ki knew you were thinking something negative about yourself, he approached you as he asked for your forgiveness. You only pouted at him as you walked away ignoring him.

Ni-ki is that date that would start dancing to bollywood songs, mostly freestyling and some choreographed as he tries to get you to forgive him.

It's safe to say by the end of the performance you were too impressed by his dance to care about the non-matching outfits. You made him help you dance as you both did a couple dance at the next few events hyping up the crowd as you parents look at you two with love and admiration in their eyes.

[seaskate]

[Part 1]

Little Brothers

Jason was looking for Tim. This wasn't an overly uncommon thing to occur, Tim was one of the few bats that Jason truly liked and tolerated most days, the kid being absolutely terrifying when anyone paif any sort of attention to the things that he did. If there was information out there to be had, then it was more than likely that he already had it or could within moments of being asked.

If he and Jason were to work together, the younger would only slightly frown if it ended in death, though not lecture like most bats would, not when he was nearly just as violent as Jason himself (someone gave the kid a rocket launcher once, Jason doesn’t think he's ever been closer to a heart attck then he was the day that he learned of this)

When it came to working with the bats, Tim was one of the most likely ones that you would find Jason alongside these days. So, it was no suprise when he was at the manor looking for the kid now, even if it didn’t have anything to do with a case.

When he found the younger vigilante, the other was in his room, cleaning what looked to be camera lenses on his bed, a nice bag at the teen's side.

"Planning some late night stalking?" Jason asked, hoping to catch the other off guard and make him jump.

No such luck.

Tim doesn't even bother looking up as he moves onto the next lense.

"We both know that out of the two of us you are the one more likely to follow people around taking pictures, Mr. Having my pictures on his wall so that he sees me when he wakes up in the morning," Tim responds, a slight smirk in his voice as he reminds the other of Jason’s first few months back in Gotham. It wasn’t exactly a time that he was proud of. "But no, me and Duke are going to the park. I want to take some candids and he needs a different location to write his current assignment."

And the answer is so simple and mundane in nature that Jason almost laughs, because of course those two would be going out to do something normal when most of the others in the family couldn't be in the same room without it turning into something pertaining to vigilantism. He would never admit out loud that it was nice to see.

Tim pauses for a moment, finally looking up to meet the other’s gaze. "You could come if you want, take a look at the paper when Duke finishes it, bring your own book and read in the meantime."

And the thing was, that actually did sound nice, it really did, but something about it all bugged the older of the two reds.

"What about Damian?" Jason asks. "The Deomon Brat not want to tag along?"

He knows that they don't exactly get along, but he also sees enough to know that this is something that the sword user would like to change, even if he doesn't know how.

Tim only shrugs though, nonpullsed.

"I didn't really feel like dealing with the gremlin today," is all that the boy says on the subject, it even as he tries to hide it, Jason can see the hurt there.

Idiots, the both of them.

"You should ask him."

Tim scoffs. "Since when are you running around playing adult?" The teen asks as he pushes up from the bed, slinging his camera bag gently over his shoulder.

"Since when are you running around playing chicken?" Jason asks in retort.

And Tim stops then, something sad in his gaze.

"I have tried with him Jason," the younger says tiredly, sounding much older than his years. "He doesn't want me around, and I've lost too much to try and keep people that don't want to be there."

And wasn’t that something that Jason knew all too well, he had died after all trying to do just that.

Jason sighed. "Let me grab a book."

Tim smiled then, brighter then he ever had before Duke had come along but still dimmer than what has been shown in the months since the meta's arrival.

Damian walked away quickly before either of them could know that he had over heard it all.

-

The air is pleasant on the skin of the three vigilantes as Duke and Jason sit down on a blanket in the shade, while the pair glanced up from each of their works every now and then to watch Tim running around the park with a camera in hand, even as it always took each of them a few moments too long to find the teen as he slipped in and out of the shadows like the student of Lady Shiva that he was.

"You spoke to him earlier today about Damian, didn't you?" Duke asks suddenly after a while, though it isn’t much question at all. Jason turns to look at the other, his eyes a bit wider than he would like them to be even as Duke isn't looking at him at all but the teen in question that they were speaking of, as best as he cpuld that was. "He only gets this assassin like when an al Ghul is involved."

"I tried to get him to invite Damian," Jason admits.

Duke nods, the simple movement making him loose sight of Tim. "Today marks a year since Tim had to watch two of his friends die in front of him, him and the third almost dying with them." Duke could hear the intake of breath that he got at that. "He never got to bury them, Tim and Pru had to leave the bodies behind in that desert. But, Tim wanted to do something normal today to honor them because even though Tim had been on that mission to save Bruce, Owens had wanted to save Tim.

"You get that don't you, Damian?"

Damian flinched, stepping out from where he had been hiding behind the tree that the siblings had set up in front of. Jason sighed, knowing that he should have expected something like this.

"How did you get here?" The eldest asked, making sure he hadn't missed a child hiding in the trunk or something.

Damian made a small tick noise. "Pennyworth has excellent driving skills."

"Tim not inviting you today only had a small bit to do with you, Damian," Duke continues, sounding a bit like Tim as he does so. "For him, today is a day of mourning, he didn't want anyone to make it worse."

"I wouldn't have," Damian says then, something like horror slipping into his voice at even the thought of doing so.

"You have before," Duke says bluntly, cuttingly, protectively of the Robin that he had looked up to in the sky and admired long before he ever called him a brother. The one that brought him hope enough to take on the name for himself with the others even without the training that Batman's Robins had possessed.

Jason and Damian turn quickly to look at the teen then, confusion and hurt in both their gazes at the thought.

"When Superboy died, Tim changed the colors of the Robin suit to that of colors of mouring. A testament to his grief," the teen says factually, as if it wasnt a heartbreaking sort of thing to say, speaking a bit too much like the third Robin himself. "He took out all of the green then, leaving only Kon's colors. When the suit was taken from him, he could have chosen multiple other names and suits that have been used and discarded over the years, but the one that he did choose was of the very same colors that had been taken from him. Even out of the suit he still wears them, black suits with red ties even as green is his favorite color."

The three looked at him then, gazes sweeping across the field as they found the teen sneaking up upon a butterfly and taking a picture of it, and found that Duke was right, Tim wa wearing a deep red sort of hoodie with black pants.

Damian felt shame was over him then as he thought of the way in which he had gloated so proudly when he had worn the suit in the cave that day as both himself and Richard had watched Timothy fall apart before them, talking of a father lost in the timestream. He thought that he might have deserved worse then the strike across the face that he had gotten out of it all, even if Timothy likely felt guilt for the action now.

Damian slipped away before the teen ever knew that he was there at all.

(Tim had known since Alfred first followed them from the manor)

-

When Tim searches the manor for Damian, it takes him longer than he would have liked to finally find the other boy, the child sitting outside in grass of the front yard, looking up at the sky as if seeing something that no one other than he could. Maybe he was.

Damian doesn't look up as the older boy sits next to him on the grass.

"I don't hate you," Tim says as he looks off to the side , running a hand through the short grass around them both.

"I know," is all that the younger says in return, short and simple and something that they each knew was as much the truth as it was a lie.

They sit together for a long while, the wind kissing kindly at their skin as the only noise the surroend them was the sound of a pencil scratching against paper as Damian drew. Tim didn't look at the other until the noise stopped.

Damian held out the piece of paper to the other, watching as Timothy took it slowly into his grasps as if expecting that the child would steal it away before he ever got the chance to see it.

When Tim looked down at the sketch he felt his breath catch in his throat.

The drawing was that of Robin flying through the skies of Gotham, a grief stricken sort of smile on his lips that still managed to be bright. Tim knew that if the drawing had been rendered in full color, that their would not be a stroke of green upon it.

The suit wasn't perfect, some of the details a bit wrong with the version of Tim's suit that had so clearly been drawn from memory rather than a photograph or anything of the like. Tim thought that these imperfections made it more bearable to look at as the memories of one of the worst years of his life were brought so close to mind. It separated them in a manner that a photo could never have.

"Can I keep this?" Tim asks softly, holding the paper in his hands as if it were something precious that he didn’t know if he could part with if he was asked to. Holding it lightly in his grasps just in case he was made to anyways, with judt enough force so that the wind did not steal it away.

Damian nods.

Tim stands then, noticing immediately how the younger boy’s shoulders tensed with something like disappointment. Tim only holds out his hand to the child then.

"Come, Duke and I are going to watch a movie in a few minutes and you're coming too."

And Damian smiles then as bright as a child like him truly could as ge took that outstretched hand for the first time in his life, letting the other pull him to his feet as he knew that it meant far more than just this moment.

Tim laughs when the boy asks if Alfred the cat can join them, but says yes nonetheless.

(Little brothers, huh)

[kittydruthers]

Okay but I’m dying to know what franks parents/family thinks of Mel. Like they love her, right???

Oh that’s a trip and a half. Mel’s mom and Becca actually met Frank first because they came to visit for family weekend and Mel was so excited to introduce them to her peer mentor Frank that she endlessly talked about on her trips home and near daily phone calls that were slightly slowing down as she adjusted more and more. Her mom could absolutely tell Mel had a big crush but Frank seemed nice and like he cared about helping Mel so she put that on the back burner. When at the end of her first year she admits Frank’s become her boyfriend she’s definitely concerned, reminding Mel she doesn’t have to rush into anything but Mel is so sure about him. Frank is respectful when he comes and picks Mel up. Eventually she comes around to their relationship the more she sees of it. Becca is easier to win over, she’s happy Mel is happy. The worst of it is her not wanting to share all her Mel time with Frank, the balance eventually works out and Becca comes to love Frank like a brother.

Frank’s family on the other hand tends to be fairly opinionated. They aren’t rich, they’re comfortable. They know he has a new girlfriend, they know she’s younger. He finally brings her to a family dinner a few months into their relationship, over a year from when they first met. Mel is understandably nervous, holding his hand in a vice grip as they enter the restaurant. It’s just his parents and his sister Gabrielle (he can still hear his mother yelling Frankie and Gabby across the house when they would run on the freshly polished floors). Gabby’s the first one to realize how much younger Mel is, as soon as they walk in giving Frank a, you dog look. His parents think she’s sweet, probably naive, but nice. They don’t consider the age gap a big deal. But they also don’t really take the relationship seriously at the beginning. In a few years Frank will be in residency, they likely won’t even make it until then. If he wants Nancy from the junior leagues daughter just passed the bar, maybe they should go out to lunch sometime.

Except Mel and Frank stick together through it all. When Frank is going through the match Mel has a color coded spreadsheet of hospitals and their programs he wants to apply to and she keeps it updated as he submits all his applications. It is literally a life saver for Frank who found himself so overwhelmed by all the options he found himself putting it off from the stress. When he gets invitations for interviews she creates a new tab to keep track of his availability. He tells her everything about the process. She’s his confidant in going through it all. He wouldn’t have been able to do this process without her and his family not only hears about it, they see it in action. The way Mel is good for him, is what wins them fully over, this is something that can be forever. They let themselves be closer to Mel. Gabby starts to have a very active text thread insisting they start going to concerts and shopping together. His parents keep saying Frank needs to bring her to more holidays, bring her mother and sister too. He’s brining Mel on their New Year’s trip to the Bahamas right?

They see the sweet, bubbly, caring person she is and know she’s the one for Frank. Frank’s mom starts to really dote on her too just like she does her own kids and she encourages Frank’s worst coddling (she thinks is adorable). Oh, Mel’s laptop broke? Frankie you got her a new one didn’t you? You’re taking her out on dates regular right? She’s the kind of girl you take out on the town, you kids need to be having more fun. Don’t let her drive! What if she can’t see as well at night? She wears glasses after all! His father thinks Mel is extremely endearing and she’s always willing to watch the history channel with him.

So yes they adore Mel! They’re absolutely thrilled when he finally pops the question, when they get married so soon after and she gets to officially be part of the family. They buy them a house as gift when Mel graduates med school and Frank becomes an attending (they’re trying to encourage grandchildren).

[haikyuuusimp]

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part6

You were walking your kids to school, doing your best to stay hidden under your sunglasses and wide-brimmed hat. You didn’t want to be noticed today. Not by anyone. Especially not by him.

You were always on high alert, keeping your eyes peeled, making sure he wasn’t waiting around the corner. You weren’t ready for a full-on conversation with Atsumu. You knew it was selfish, even cowardly, but you couldn’t help it. You weren’t ready to face the person who had hurt you so deeply, to see that regret in his eyes that would only tear you apart.

You were scarred. You didn’t want to get sucked back into the past, to remember what things were like when you were younger, when everything seemed perfect.

But then you heard it.

"Y/N?"

Your heart stopped. You turned instinctively, and there he was—Bokuto Kōtarō, running toward you with that familiar energy, the same wild grin stretched across his face.

"OMG, Y/N, how have you been?" His voice was loud and cheerful, but you could tell he was trying to keep it quieter than usual, almost like he didn’t want to draw attention.

"Hi, Bokuto," you said, trying to sound casual, but the nerves in your chest made your voice waver. "How are you?"

"Oh my God, Y/N! How have you been?" Bokuto’s voice was full of excitement, but there was a soft vulnerability hidden behind his words. It wasn’t the loud, confident energy he usually carried around. This was something else.

"I'm here for the volleyball program," he added quickly. "Long time, no see! OMG, it’s been forever!"

You blinked. You and Bokuto hadn’t been that close. You were usually stuck with Atsumu during team dinners, but seeing Bokuto here, in front of you, felt... comforting, in a way.

"Hi, Bokuto. How are you?" you said, trying to keep it casual.

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, his usual playful vibe still there but mixed with discomfort. "Yeah, I know... about what happened between you and, um..." He trailed off, not needing to say the name.

"I know, Bokuto. You don’t have to worry about it," you reassured him, trying to push the tension away. You didn’t want to dwell on it.

He nodded but then looked at your kids, who were energetically chattering beside you. "So... I heard about the twins. They’re Atsumu's, right?"

"No," you said quickly, your tone protective. "They’re mine." You didn’t know why you said it that way. Maybe you just wanted to claim them, to protect them from everything that had happened with Atsumu. You wanted them to know, no matter what, they were yours.

Bokuto blinked at you for a second, processing your words. "Ahh, yeah. Twins. Gotcha." He nodded slowly, then paused, his expression turning serious. "But hey... are you sure you’re okay? You’re wearing sunglasses and a hat... it’s not even that hot out."

You sighed, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "It’s... complicated," you said softly, not wanting to go into it. But there was something in his eyes, something that made you feel like you could trust him, even though you barely knew him.

Bokuto raised an eyebrow, then, in a sudden shift, looked at you with more intensity. "Are you hiding from Atsumu?"

The question took you by surprise. You stared at him, unsure how to answer. "What?"

He lowered his voice, glancing around as if making sure no one else was listening. "I mean... if you want, I can drop you off somewhere. Atsumu won’t be coming around here, I promise."

That hit you in a way you didn’t expect. Bokuto, the loud, carefree guy, was offering something more. He wasn’t just being the clown you knew him to be. He was standing in front of you now, offering something serious. Protection. A way out.

"I didn’t think you’d be the one to offer that," you admitted, surprised.

Bokuto shifted uncomfortably but stood his ground, his eyes sincere. "I can’t leave you to handle this alone," he said softly. "I may not have been close to you before, but I just... can’t stand seeing you go through this by yourself. No woman should face this alone."

His words, simple as they were, struck something deep inside of you. For a moment, you felt a warmth in your chest, a spark of something that you hadn’t felt in a long time.

"I’m not asking you to owe me anything," Bokuto added quickly. "But... if you ever need help, if you ever just want someone to talk to, I’ve got your back, okay? You don’t have to carry all of this on your own."

You blinked away the sudden emotion, realizing how much you needed to hear those words. You hadn’t heard them in so long, not from anyone. You felt like a weight had been lifted, just a little.

"Thank you, Bokuto," you said quietly. "That really means a lot. You have no idea."

He grinned, that familiar infectious smile of his making its return. "Anytime, Y/N. Seriously. Anytime."

As you turned to walk away, you couldn’t help but notice your kids. Aoi had noticed Bokuto, and his eyes were wide with excitement.

"OMG, THIS GUY MADE THE VOLLEYBAL GO BAMM TO THE GROUND, HE'LL VOLLEYBALL TO THE GROUND!" Aoi exclaimed, jumping up and down. "YOU'RE SO COOL, I WANNA BE LIKE YOU!"

Akira, usually quiet and reserved, couldn’t hide the sparkle in his eyes. His cheeks flushed slightly, and you saw him shyly glance up at Bokuto.

"OMG, YUEAA WAS I COOL?!" Bokuto asked with his usual infectious energy, and it was enough to make Aoi laugh even harder.

Bokuto's boisterous and upbeat nature seemed to rub off on your kids, and before you knew it, they were excitedly talking to him, Akira even chipping in with more than his usual quiet responses. You’d never seen him like this.

Bokuto handled it all so effortlessly, his energy infectious. He bent down to their level, listening intently, and making them feel like they were the most important people in the world.

For a moment, you found yourself smiling.

You were smiling at Bokuto—at the way he was treating your kids. At how he seemed to genuinely enjoy their company. And for the first time in what felt like forever, it wasn’t just about you. It wasn’t about your pain or your struggle.

It was about the present. About your kids. About the people around you who cared enough to step in and make things feel a little less heavy.

And maybe that was what you needed right now. A small moment of joy, a little lightness, after everything that had happened.

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[trinketstar]

Hai! :D

First of all, I LOVE your art style,and your tadc designs ('specaly pomni<3) but also, I had 2 questions :3

Okay, #1, I don't know if you take requests for doodles,but if you are, do you think you could draw my pomni design in your style? (Art for it is pictured) (actually, I think you need to copy and paste it into a search tab and it will work) (maybe)

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1255241224609206382/1392984862968774676/Untitled107_20250710174055.png?ex=6872d73f&is=687185bf&hm=4691bdc8c911f05b95c00b68a2d1196720ed8b992f88f75838d91313fe424965&

And #2, is you pomni an age regressor? As one, I've noticed that she has some similar coping mechanisms as me, and also I've seen her with a paci in a bunch of drawings :3

Well, have an amazing (digital circus) day/night! And tysm for doin what u do!

Such a cute design! Thank u!

And HAH I was waiting for someone to notice that! It's not something I talk about a lot since it's a sensitive issue and misunderstood a lot. But learning more about age regression and how it works has Really helped me overcome some deep seated stuff in my brain over the last year. (Imma get a little real here sorry)

For the uninitiated, age regression is an often involuntary dissociative state caused by repressed childhood neglect or trauma. With certain triggers, your brain kinda puts you back in that vulnerable mindset where you feel like a scared little kid again. It makes it harder to control your emotions and it can be really disorienting and frustrating, especially if you don't know why it's happening. When you calm down you're like "whyyy was I acting so immature?? I know better than that!"

I use characters to work through my thoughts a lot, and Pomni just felt very fitting as an outlet for that feeling? Idk, the way she gets defensive over being treated like a kid, the way she spaces out when stressed, the whole premise of being suddenly turned into a tiny thing in a huge overwhelming childish looking world with a room full of baby toys, it felt like a big metaphor for how it feels lol. I've written fics and comics with her as I've been learning more about how to cope.

The healthy way to work through it is to kinda become the parent you needed. It's similar to other types of anxiety recovery with the positive affirmations and self-soothing, just more focused on the stuff that would have helped you when you were younger! Take good care of yourself, have a gentle and positive inner monologue, forgive the mistakes, bring back positive memories with fun shows and games, let yourself scribble color, get some chewlery, give yourself stickers and rewards for finishing chores, have fun with it! It can feel VERY SILLY, but when you begin to heal that part of your brain, you can kinda.. let the baby go take a nap and get through your regular adult responsibilities! As long as you keep yourself grounded in reality and don't get TOO stuck in the past, I feel it can be very healthy.

Most important to remember is that it is VERY DIFFERENT FROM "AGEPLAY". That term refers to a type of sexual role-playing. I wish I didn't have to clarify this.

[sugrr-coated-poserrr]

Nathan headcanons !

Weirdly good with tech - never made fully Canon, or we never had a statement about it but just based on what we see I like the think he's super good with tech, and also given how outcast he was when he was younger it wouldn't surprise me if he got into super techy things and early computer design and components. Building off this I think he'd be super territorial of files when it comes to the band music, he doesn't quite like other people going over his shoulder and he'd hate working with other composers and managers due to not only wanting to keep the general sound of his band but also in fear of them completely using the tech component differently.

Enrolled in sports (involuntarily) - not sure if it was ever shown in the show but I see so many people when it comes to university aged / highschool aged Nathan make him dress in football wear and varsity jackets.. I could imagine his mom especially enrolling himself in these teams as an attempt to making him fit in more due to how cold he came off. This would also be part of his pushing factor to stay fit, not only to preform well [ since he wasn't getting academic validation through the maths and other harder subjects ] but also so people didn't think he was some smuck. At the end of the day the poor guy would still get voted in year books " most likely to go to prison - life sentence" or something like that.

Early relationship with pickles - I like to think he had met pickles in either late highschool or college age [ very early 20s ], would ask him to get him beer and pot since he wasn't legally allowed to yet and carried a small friendly relationship with him even once he was able to afford his own booze. Once he was old enough and didn't really need him, he'd start attending snakes n' barrels [ if not some other first band pickles might've had. ] shows. Not talking or even really bonding with pickles but still feeling a comfort of seeing him again. Not gonna make this any longer but I could see them getting much closer pre snakes n barrels breakup - leading way to his place in dethklok.

Eating - selective eating all the way. Pulling straight from cases I've seen in real life of families from around the same time nathan would've been a kid - the misunderstanding of lower-spectrum autisitic / neurodivergent kids and the rising diet crisis I don't think he mom would've pushed him much to try new foods or get anything as a substitute that he would've liked. I think Nathan as a kid had very few actual foods he'd eat [ mostly junk ] and only now [ I like to think in canon he's mid 40s ] he's expanding his diet.

[certifiedsexed]

sorry in advance i keep asking so many questions haha... 😅 i've been recently um. getting in touch with my sexuality and body in a way? i dunno. but now i have a trillion questions i can't stop thinking about

anyways! is it bad to have a kink that isn't actually possible in real life / how does that work really? i have a thing for wireplay (i've always wished i was a robot, ended up manifesting into that. i don't actually even know if it's a kink since. again. can't happen irl) and daydream about having someone dig their fingers into "my wires" and pull on them and yadda yadda but i know it's not possible? is that?? a bad thing??

i know it's not possible but i really do like imagining it and pretending i can feel it and reading wireplay fics and pretending i'm the robot in the situation and i don't know if that's BAD or not.

(also. side question. is it BAD to know you have a kink as a minor....)

okay that is ALL sorry for my minor yapping fest. thank you in advance

-🎉🌀

No apologies needed, I love questions! Thank you for trusting me to answer them. <3

No, that doesn't hurt anyone and it's perfectly fine. Plenty of people have kinks that aren't possible, if you were wondering-Its one of the reasons roleplay during sex is so popular. You can get really creative with it.

As for how it works, it depends on what you like, who you're with, what you have access to, etc. Some people make accessories and outfits for it, like furries, some people do a lot of imagination and roleplay, sometimes its an online thing, it varies from person to person.

But it's not bad to fantasize about something just because it can happen. You're not hurting anyone, its not hurting you, you're just using your imagination, that's fine.

And who knows! Science is always progressing and kink folks fucking run some of that shit, maybe it'll be more than roleplay and imagination some day!

But yeah, imagining things is fine. Its not hurting you, its not hurting anyone else, you're having fun, just enjoy yourself. Your imagination does not become a bad thing just because a kink and/or sex is involved.

As for your side question, absolutely not! Some people know things younger than others but its actually fairly common for people to discover kinks and sexual preferences as a kid! There's nothing wrong with that.

No apologies needed, it was very fun to answer this! Let me know if you have any others! <3