#when was cat going to get a look in lol. their sixth??

[melrosing]

you know how in hp all Harry and Ginny’s kids are named after like. his dead parents and his dead godfather and the various teachers he wants to remember. and for Ginny there’s maybe like one kid who gets Luna as a middle name for whatever that’s supposed to mean to Ginny idk

anyway nedcat kind of the same

[neeeooon]

Can I get a request of a reader being from a foreign country she is a gamer but she knows nagi from discord and playing games with him. And she decided to surprise him and pop up in Japan. That’s all I got🤣 run with the rest

yess this is so cute TY FOR THE REQ 💗💞

143 means i love you

nagi seishiro x fem!reader. oneshot, fluff. wc: 1.5k

you joined the japanese server to test your language knowledge. plus, you were sick of children screaming slurs on the english server. you didn’t expect to find such good gaming chemistry with someone in another country, and you didn’t expect to give him your discord after.

usernxgi: so we can play tgt again :x

you: sure! but my japanese is awful :’)

usernxgi: u dont need 2 speak japanese 2 play this game lol

you: Die

you and the stranger, whom you learned was named nagi, played several games afterward. however, you didn’t start playing on call until your sixth match together, when you nearly lost because the in-game chat glitched out and cut off your only form of communication.

there was an obvious language barrier the first time you spoke, but nagi was right when he said you didn’t need to speak the same language to play. you understood more than you could say, so when nagi would say “go left” or “back me,” you’d obey without needing to reply.

the relationship between you continued until you were messaging back and forth every day, whether you played together or not. you even trusted him enough to give him your number, and he spammed you with cat memes for two days before eventually growing bored. due to the time zone difference, you'd fall asleep wishing him a good day and wake up with good morning texts.

you: gmmmmm <33

nagi: gm y/n :) how did u sleep ?

you: good! if u aren't busy today, we should play together

nagi reacted "🤍" to your message!

it was a comfortable relationship, and you tried not to dwell on the fact that it was digital. months went by, and you found yourself wanting more and more from nagi. you loved talking and gaming with him, but you wanted to do simple things like go to a movie or eat dinner together.

that's when you got the brilliant idea to go to japan.

nagi told you where he was attending uni after you were deemed trustworthy, and you were following a few of his friends on instagram. they made a chat with you to help teach you japanese, but it dried up once school started again.

when you reached out to his best friend, reo, with your plan, he was more than willing to help. he offered to pay for your flight and hotel, but you politely turned him down (rookie mistake) and instead asked him to show you around the city a bit before you officially met nagi.

reo: do you need a translator? i could set something up for you!

you: noo that's okay!! i've been studying and taking japanese classes at my college :))

reo: okay! i'll have a driver pick you up at the airport

reo: don't say no, he's already been booked and paid for

you: ....... thank you :')

reo: anything for my best friend-in-law!

you were a nervous, shaky mess when your plane landed in japan. you followed reo's instructions and the english directional signs plastered around the international airport until you spotted a man in a suit holding a sign with your name. you blushed ferociously and sped-walked to the man, flashing him a tight smile as you waved awkwardly.

"hello," you greeted in japanese, and the man took your bags before leading you to his limoseine.

you: a limo?? really??

reo: ;)

it surprisingly didn't take as long as you thought it would to reach reo's penthouse. he was waiting outside for you with a blinding smile, and you were caught off guard by how purple his hair looked in person. "y/n!" he shouted when he saw you. "nagi doesn't know you're here, right?"

"no, i wanted to surprise him..." you rubbed your arm, suddenly unsure if this was a wise idea or not. you wanted to see nagi, but maybe you should have discussed your trip with him first.

the light tap of reo's knuckles against your shoulder pulled you from your thoughts, and he flashed you a small, comforting smile. "don't worry. he'll be super excited to see you! well, maybe not super excited, he isn't the type to get very emotional, but i'm sure he'll smile!"

reo helped you get settled in your hotel before giving you a brief tour of his favorite places in the city. "oh! this is where nagi and i went to high school! i taught him how to play soccer here."

eventually, he got a phone call from a certain white-haired boy, and your stomach twisted anxiously. reo caught your expression and beamed. "come on! i told him i'd bring food over for dinner."

after picking the food up, you followed reo to nagi's apartment. he helped you read signs in japanese when you struggled with your pronunciation, and before you knew it, you were standing outside your online friend's door.

this is a bad idea, you mentally scolded yourself. reo entered the code and used his foot to open the door. "nagi!" too late to back out, now!

"huh, reo?" you heard from inside the apartment and halted. his voice was the same in person as it was over the phone, yet hearing it this clearly startled you.

reo gestured you to follow with the tilt of his head. "i have something for you. come here."

"i don't wanna," he grumbled, and you smiled. he really wasn't any different in person than he was online. after a few rounds of gaming together, he usually gave up and got himself killed first so that he could sit back and watch you and his teammates play without him.

you weren't expecting him to round the corner so suddenly, but your breath caught in your chest when he did. he was dressed in grey sweats and a hoodie, both too big to fit, but what really caught you off guard was how tall he was. his voice was on the softer side, so you weren't expecting someone 6'3.

he blinked when his eyes landed on you. you stared at each other for a moment, taking several moments for the situation to process, before nagi stepped back around the corner and out of sight.

"uh—" you cut yourself off when he appeared a moment later with hair not as messy as it'd been before. nagi raised a hand, and you could tell he was trying to keep his grin at bay by the way his lips twitched. "hey."

a giggle bubbled in your chest as you waved back. "hi, nagi."

reo looked between the two of you with a crazed grin. "oh! it seems i have a meeting i completely forgot about! you two will be alright without me, i'm sure. bye!" he didn't give either of you a chance to reply before sprinting out the door, manic laughter following him down the hallway.

you and nagi stood, silently staring at the spot reo had just been standing. you didn't feel uncomfortable in your online friend's presence, but it was a bit awkward as you struggled to find something to say.

thankfully, nagi broke the silence and tipped his head to the side. "wanna game?"

☆ 🎮

"no fair!" you shouted in frustration as you lost... again. "you know the controls; i've never played this before!"

the soft sound of nagi's laughter filled your ears, and you felt your face heat up. "this is bullying."

"cute."

"it's an abuse of power!"

"mmm, yep."

you glared at him and the little upward curve of his lips. "teach me how to play."

"nope."

"why?!" you gaped.

nagi's head tipped back against his shoulders, eyes lazily meeting yours. "i like when you're mad. 's cute."

your mouth snapped shut. whatever creative comeback you were planning evaporated from your mind, and you found yourself struggling to remember how to speak japanese.

"jerk," you managed after a few moments, and he laughed before saying in broken english, "no english, please."

you switched over to a game you were both familiar with after that and finally started winning. the two of you played until the sun set and the delivery food was gone. stretching your arms over your head, you reluctantly stood and placed the gaming controller on the charging stand. "i should probably go to my hotel,"

nagi let out a silent yawn as he followed suit, charging his controller and standing beside you. "ok. should i walk with you?"

"isn't that too much of a hassle?" you teased, and nagi shrugged. he never gave verbal confirmation, but he shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket and followed you when you exited his apartment.

you breathed in the night air and sighed, smiling when you felt nagi's baggy sleeve brush against your arm every few steps. "i'm happy i got to meet you."

"me too."

"we should hang out again tomorrow if you aren't busy," you offered, sparing him a quick glance to find him already looking down at you with a faint smile. "okay."

[achilles-rage]

What’s Good for You

summary: when your cat gets stuck up a tree, you have to call 9-1-1, which leads you to meet a very handsome firefighter.

word count: 2.3k

a/n: idk where this came from, i just wrote it in an hour lol. it started with thinking about how humiliating it would be to have to call 911 about your cat stuck up a tree, and this is what happened. enjoy<3

warnings: none, no use of y/n, fem!reader, plus size!reader, race inclusive!reader

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” you hear from your phone speaker as you pace around your living room. You’re biting at the skin of your thumb as your eyes dart towards your balcony window, and then you look down at the phone, letting out a quiet sigh.

“Hi. My cat is, um,” you begin, clearing your throat as you feel embarrassment filling your belly and making your cheeks heat up, “stuck in a tree.” you finish, mumbling. 

You feel so stupid right now, but you’re not sure what else to do. You can see the small ball of fur from your spot in the living room, a black speck perched on the branch furthest from your balcony, as if taunting you.

“Sorry, what?” the woman asks. You tilt your head back with a louder sigh, closing your eyes as you gather what’s left of your dignity before you speak up.

“My cat is stuck in a tree.” you tell her again, spacing out the words and letting them hang in the air around you while resisting the urge to hang up the phone and go buy a ladder yourself.

“Did you try to get it down?” she asks after a moment, and you can tell she’s trying to hold back a laugh. She’s most definitely smiling, you can hear it in her voice, and if you had gotten this call, you would be too.

“She’s, like, really high up there.” you mutter, walking out onto your balcony and looking down towards the sidewalk below. Well, at least she hasn’t fallen, you think.

“How high?” 

“Well, I live on the sixth floor, and she ran onto the balcony when I opened the door and jumped into the tree beside it. She’s on the other side of the tree now, right out on the far branch, so I can’t reach her.” you explain. It feels like you’re digging a bigger hole for yourself as you speak. She probably thinks you’re stupid, or at the very least, a bad pet owner. 

“I’m so sorry, this is definitely not an emergency, I shouldn’t have called.” you suddenly add on, ready to hang up the phone and never dial the number ever again.

“No, that’s okay, don’t hang up. It’s better you call us instead of climbing the tree yourself and falling. I’m Maddie. We’re gonna get your cat without someone getting hurt. Now, what’s your name?” Maddie tells you, and you stop your hovering thumb from clicking the end call button.

“Okay, okay.” you mumble, then begin to give her all your information.

You watch your cat, and try to call her a few times, and finally, a firetruck appears below your apartment. You haphazardly put on some shoes before going down to the main floor to meet the firefighters, thanking Maddie and hanging up the phone on the way down.

“Is this your cat?” a man with a captain patch on his uniform asks when you approach them. 

You nod, a sheepish smile on your face as you look up to see your cat, now looking extremely small from her high spot in the tree. It’s now that dread fills your belly. You’ve had your cat for years, and she helped you immensely when you first moved to LA and didn’t have any friends, so now that the initial embarrassment has worn off, all you can feel is fear.

“Yeah, I’m so sorry. I opened my balcony for, like, one second to water my plants, and she-” you try to explain, but the captain just shakes his head with a smile on his face, giving you a comforting pat on the back.

“Don’t worry about it. We answer these kinds of calls more than you’d think. We’ll get ‘em down.” he reassures you. 

You give him a small smile, and stand back with him while he tells one of the other men to control the ladder while another goes up.

You don’t miss how attractive the man going up the ladder is; curly hair and bright blue eyes. He looks strong, and kind, but you try not to think about it as you watch him climb the ladder, getting closer to your cat.

You inhale a sharp breath when the firefighter finally gets up to your cat, hearing the quiet, distinct sound of her hiss as he grabs onto her. Your brows knit together in confusion, however, when you see how easily the man is able to come down the ladder a second later; your cat happily perched in his arm.

You take your cat gratefully once he’s down, a grin on your face as you clutch her to your chest and finally make eye contact with the firefighter who saved her, but not after he takes a brief moment to check you out. He’s pulled in by your curves immediately; your soft belly and your thick thighs, but he also thinks you have the nicest smile he’s ever seen.

“Thank you so much for saving her.” you say as you look into his eyes, feeling yourself getting lost in the prettiest blue you think you’ve ever seen. 

You feel underdressed; wearing a pair of leggings and an oversized long sleeve tee for your day off of work. You were planning on lounging around the house, but apparently, the universe had other plans.

Buck’s smile turns to a smirk when he notices the way your face changes, feeling his chest swell with pride. He’s used to being thanked while doing his job, but it’s not as often he’s thanked by someone as pretty as you.

“No problem. She’s sweet.” he replies, reaching out and rubbing the spot between your cat’s ear, causing her to purr loudly and rub against his hand.

“Yeah? She usually hates men.” you tell him with a shrug. 

A small laugh escapes your lips as you both look down and watch your cat being so friendly with him. You’ve only ever seen her like this with you and your close girlfriends.

“Really?” he asks in slight disbelief, eyes raising back up to meet yours. 

You nod, laughing again. It’s like she knows that he’s there to help, or, she can sense that you’re extremely attracted to him and is turning on her charm. You’ve seen it before; she’s extremely good at suckering you into giving her more treats than she needs.

“Yeah, she hated my ex, even after a year of us dating.” you tell him, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as soon as the words fall from your lips. Why did you just bring up your shitty ex-boyfriend to this handsome, muscular stranger?

“Guess she knows what’s good for you. That’s why he’s your ex.” he reasons with a smirk. You begin to nod, looking down as your cat leans into his hand, but when you look up and see the way his lips are quirked up on one side, you realize what he’s also alluding to. That he’s good for you.

���Yeah, I guess so.” you breathe out, suddenly finding it hard to find any words at all. 

You can’t believe he’s flirting with you right now. You know you should be aware of his team surrounding you, no doubt listening to your conversation and able to see the dazed look on your face, but while looking up at him? Everything fades to the back of your mind except for him.

As he’s about to say something else, one of his teammates cuts him off. He’s glad, because he was about to completely ignore his rule about not dating people he meets on calls.

“Come on, lover boy, we gotta go! There’s a structural fire on third!” 

Both of your eyes widen, and you jump slightly in surprise as you look over at the shorter firefighter climbing into the firetruck. You can see the hint of a blush appear on the man’s face as you look back over to him, and he laughs awkwardly, raising a hand and rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’m sorry, I gotta go. It was nice to meet you!” he tells you, taking a second to drag his eyes over your figure one last time before he’s gone, running to the truck.

“Yeah, you too.” you mumble to yourself, watching from your spot on the sidewalk as they drive away, lights and siren blaring.

You walk back up to your apartment in a slight daze, your cat clutched tightly to your chest until you’re finally inside and the front and balcony doors are closed. You throw yourself down onto the couch, unable to stop thinking about the handsome firefighter. 

You run your hand along your cat's back as she jumps up onto your lap and makes herself comfortable, still feeling butterflies swarming in your belly as you think of his kind smile and broad shoulders.

“You did your best, but I think I’m the one that fucked up here.” you tell your cat, laughing softly to yourself. She had acted as the perfect wingman, and you still couldn’t bring yourself to do anything. You know you should’ve asked for his number, or at the very least, his name, but you were far too afraid. 

Maybe he was just being nice? Or maybe he has a girlfriend at home, and he likes to be flirty on the job. 

Either way, you still can’t stop thinking about him, and you desperately wish you could see him again.

It’s been a few days since Buck had met you, and he can’t help but think about you. He could tell that you were slightly embarrassed about your situation, but it just made you more endearing to him. You had a figure that had his mouth watering, and all your dips and curves on show in your outfit were teasing him as he tried to do his job. 

That’s how he found himself here, in the grocery store closest to your apartment, hoping he’d coincidentally run into you. 

He had to go to a specific store a little further from his house; it being the only one that sells a specific ingredient he needs for dinner tonight, and on his way home, he realized he forgot another ingredient for dinner.

He was a couple blocks from your apartment; it being in between his apartment and the store he needed to go to, so he decided to stop there rather than go to his usual grocery store. 

With his luck, you wouldn’t be there, but he thought he might as well try. It’s a perfect loophole to his work-dating rule.

As he wanders the aisles, not used to the layout of the store, he hears a voice apologize to someone behind him, and his eyes widen. He knows that voice, he heard it the other day, apologizing for calling him to get a cat from a tree.

He grins when he turns and his eyes set on you, now in a sundress, and looking fucking incredible.

“It’s you.” you mutter in disbelief, a smile growing on your face as you look up and see him standing right in front of you, directly in front of what you came to this aisle for.

“It’s you.” he repeats, letting his eyes trail down your figure. Your bare legs have him licking his lips, and when his eyes snap back up to meet yours, you finally tell him your name.

He lets your name roll around in his mouth, feeling the weight of it on his tongue and making him grin. Finally, a name to the pretty face.

“Buck.” he replies, and you repeat it quietly, nodding sheepishly. 

He can tell you want to speak, that the words are on the tip of your tongue, but you seem nervous, so he takes over.

“Do you wanna go out sometime?” 

Your lips part as you look up at him, surprised at his words. You had spent the last few days telling yourself that he probably didn’t want you in an attempt to force yourself to stop thinking about him, and you were beginning to believe it.

“Like, a date?” you ask, your brain now completely empty as you try to keep looking into his eyes. His attention focused solely on you has your heart pounding in your chest, and his gaze has you thinking more about what your hands are doing, and your facial expressions.

“Yes, a date. How about tonight? I can make you dinner.” he clarifies with a quiet chuckle. You’re fucking adorable, and he can’t get enough.

“Okay.” You’re not sure what else to say. It would be embarrassing if you did anything else to show him how excited you actually are on the inside. 

He smiles, nodding as he tilts his head to the side, admiring the way you reach up and fidget with your necklace. When you see that his eyes are trained on your hand, you drop it back down to your side, giving him a sheepish smile.

“I’ll pick you up at 7?” he asks with a smirk, and you nod quickly, trying to hide your surprise and excitement with a small, not-too-excited smile.

“Yeah, that works.” you reply, then take his phone as he hands it over to you. You put in your name and your number with shaky hands, then hand it back, eyes focused on how large his hands are in comparison to yours.The rest of the day after you say goodbye to him goes by quickly, and you wish it wouldn’t. You’re stressed enough for your date tonight, and no outfit you put on seems appropriate. All your worries fade at the end of the night though, when Buck pulls you in for a kiss, mumbling a quick “guess your cat does know what’s good for you” before his lips meet yours passionately.

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[harumasa-wifey]

Hey! Glad that more people who love Zenless are here on tumblr. And I’ve been loving some characters but I’m trying to see if i really like Harumasa. So mind helping me out with some headcanons?

Harumasa with a dragon thiren reader who works a bookshop (and secretly is a proxy) who can summon wings, a tail, and a horn✨

Just general headcanons on how this relationship would be!

Harumasa x Dragon Thiren!Reader

Warning: none, not proofread!

Note: my ass had to skip and skimp through some parts so i was genuinely confused what a Thiren is then i found a post on reddit explaining what it is. Thank you for requesting and having patience!

At first he doesn't look like a guy who would visit a Bookshop so often but he does read books sometimes rather than the papers in office.

After hearing from yanagi that you keep some of the best books around the sixth Street oh well he had to visit

Though you keep your tail and wings hidden most of the time you wear a cloak around you a short one to keep it over your head to cover the horns it's energy consuming to hide them all the time.

You keep your bookstore in the vintage style! It's a good change of place without electronics around. ( A big ass lie)

Of course you were surprised by the first visit of yanagi even and now him got you thinking you might get behind the bars soon.

You really haven't done anything bad being a proxy quite the opposite you have helped people get out of the hollows and often retrieve lost items as commissions.

Your H.D.D is hidden in the storage room which is also filled with different type of books.

And The siblings are also in your contacts it's never bad to have back ups!

Although he was confused why you had your head covered he didn't question it.

He doesn't know why he found himself often around your bookshop it was almost alluring in a peaceful way.

He doesn't read much he often comes here to seek a nap on one of your reading places yet he has the membership to your shop.

Even your bangboo has become all familiar to him, it always knows it's him when there is only one knock on the door. ( He is too lazy to knock twice anyways lol)

Though your cover as a proxy didn't stay for long under his sharp eyes.

Well it's a whatever case now as you and the siblings were excused as a proxy by miyabi herself.

He never outright told you to show him what you actually are but he definitely hints at it sometimes.

And not to mention those pick up lines he drops every now and then from the books and movies he had watched.

Well of course there is nothing to hide from him now anyways. He was amused he has seen many thirens, an oni a cat, wolf and shark. However seeing a dragon was really amusing to him.

Get ready for the absolute amount of ridiculous questions to be asked. He is not holding back.

He definitely read about dragons in the books you have after that of course and his nap time at the shop is more peaceful than ever now.

He might have asked to see your tail sometimes out of curiosity. Feel free to refuse if you don't wanna go that far. But if you let him see he is amazed how well you hide yourself.

He says the horns on your head add to your charm.

He never saw you fight but he has you running around in your bangboo beside him in the hollow.

He definitely takes his power naps with your tail warped around him.

He has read about dragons banishing evil and bringing good luck so now you are named as "Lucky Charm" in his contacts. Only his lucky charm.

[hyukalyptus]

just some sugardaddy!kai thoughts lol. mdni.

cw. reader wears lingerie, kai makes her not wear underwear once, kai calls reader “baby”, consent is sexy, he’s a ~business man~, kai fires an employee for not too big a reason, gamer!reader a little bit, not too much smut tbh, mostly just buying stuff for reader and being a lil protective lol.

sugardaddy!kai who buys his baby new lingerie for every single date, which is every single weekend. go try on your present for daddy, hm? and he makes you wear it underneath the dress he bought you earlier in the week.

sugardaddy!kai who when no new lingerie this week, daddy? what do you want me to wear? but he just hm…how about you don’t wear anything underneath your dress tonight, baby?

sugardaddy!kai who sends extra presents and takeout when he can’t make a date because an important business meeting came up </3 but he definitely expects pictures from you to make up for it.

sugardaddy!kai who asks you to come over to his house for once and when you walk in, he’s simply sitting on his couch, tie loose, a few top buttons of his shirt undone, bags under his eyes and mmhhh…come sit on daddy’s lap, hm?

sugardaddy!kai who picks you up from ur cute lil bakery job in his fancy sports car, windows so tinted that no one can see who he is, but they know you’re taken.

sugardaddy!kai who takes consent so seriously :( what does my baby want, hm? does she just wanna be my cute pillow princess? but no, daddy…i want it a little r-rougher tonight. that got his attention. but still keeps checking in…does that feel good? yeah? who’s making you feel good?

sugardaddy!kai who brings you to the office holiday party in that sexy red dress he bought you. and of course one of his employees hits on you, nothing too bad but, don’t worry, baby, i’ll fire him tomorrow, okay?

sugardaddy!kai who takes a half day on your birthday to absolutely spoil you. coffee and sweets while ur getting your toes done while he’s sitting behind the nail tech with all your shopping bags, angrily answering that email even though he told them he’d be unavailable.

sugardaddy!kai who surprises you with the most outlandish gifts. you—almost offhandedly—mention how you wish you had a better pc for gaming and one day, you come home with your gaming corner decked out with a fancy height adjustable desk, an expensive ergonomic gaming chair, and your dream pc set up. of course with a note on top of a new set of headphones still in the box, one of those with the cat ears…you’ll look cute in these -daddy <3

sugardaddy!kai who sends you links to your favorite shops with texts like pick out five things. and sometimes maybe you try to pick something out to give to him, but he picks up on it immediately and buys you a sixth gift to make up for it.

[talesofpheonixdrop]

Hi! If requests are still open, could you write an Ein version of reaction to you getting injured? Thanks!

Hello!!! Yes, you absoueltly can!!

So a few notes! Since no gender was specficed the Reader will be G/N. And since you didn't specify a species I'm going with human by default.

Also! This one is more notable, for pretty much all my villians the Reader is like, not in the dark, lol. The reader is well aware of the situation they are in. If you've read any of my Gene or Zane stuff, you know that. But I'm going to, unless specified, leave the Reader in the dark with Ein. After all, through PDH he has this whole soft little guy act going on. And I think it's interesting! I hope that's all okay! And let's get into warnings and the fic!

Warnings:

Manipulation ein is king of it, reader and ein are being harassed in the street by some drunk fucks. Cat Calling directed to the reader (Wolf calling?), horrible horrible acts of violence - not directed to the Reader. As per usual with the antagonists, unhealthy relationship dynamics.

Shadow souls were a ghastly thing, You knew it well. Black amorphous vapor with glowing red eyes.

They weren't human, Not anymore. They couldn't be reasoned with or experience empathy.

You've tousled with them your fair amount, a life of fighting Shadow souls could fill a mercenaries pockets to the end of their days. But they are hard to track, nearly impossible once they leave the area. Shadow souls can travel great distances in no time and leave behind little trace ... other than blood and carnage.

Your companion though, seems to have a sixth sense for them. Able to track a Shadow soul no matter how far it travels or even if they hadn't revealed themselves. Incredibly handy to have around in your line of work, and having all the charisma and charm of a pup in the rain endears you enough to keep him around even if that wasn't the case.

Even now, he trails behind you hood covering his large fluffy ears, back hunched to try and make himself look smaller (hard to do when your nearly 7ft.), one hand holding onto the very edge of your own cloak silver eyes downcast to avoid the moons light. While it's not full and won't cause any drastic changes, any exposure at any cycle can make a Werewolf more... volatile, so you guide him through the village when the moon hangs high in the sky.

You prefer to avoid it, but he loathes to leave your side, and you can't predict how long mercenary work will take. Sometimes hunting down a Shadow soul takes until the sun sets... like now. But moments like this are precisely why taverns were made! If... you could find the bloody thing, no village has the same layout, and this one doesn't have any signs to point you in the right direction.

"By Esmunds sword," you mutter under your breath. "Taverns should be front and center, for people who arrive to villages late, and! They are the main source of income in villages that aren't taxes. " You rant and ramble, made irritable by the late hour and your aching sword arm. You hardly notice the rowdy chatter filling the street. Or Eins low growl rumble in his throat, grip tightening on your cloak.

"Hey! You ignorin- me you bitch?"

Your head snaps over at the slurred cursing. A group of men are across the street, in simple clothes and cheeks red from the ale they reeked of from here. A flash of indignation flares in your chest you step forward even as Ein tries to sputter out a protest.

"Who do you think you're talking to??" You demand "to ignore you implies you had addressed me. Maybe if you got your head out of your tankered, you -"

" [Y/N] don't bother, only a fool would argue with a drunk," Ein mumbles, pulling you backward by your cloak further into the village streets causing a flares of indignation to alight in your chest as if you had anything to lose here, your a mercenary! And a damn good one at that and-

"Hey come back here. Should apolagize for being so.. *hic* rude to me and my friends" the man slurs following after, the two men by his side cheering him on and fumbling out crude remarks that make you cringe.

"I'll apologize in your DREAMS damn drunks! Go home to your lumpy mattress and painfully unsatisfied wives!" You shout back. You can hear Ein make a noise between a groan and a whine in responce but you don't really care, lost with the ember of outrage in your chest you hardly even notice your walking through the alley ways, fully putting your attention on shouting insults back trusting that Ein could handle leading you.

That's until a stone, the size of a grown man's fist is robbed into the center of your fourhead. Your head slams back from the impact a shout torn from your throat, hands flying up to where the stone hit getting covered in sticky warmth, crimson staining your hands. The world slows and there's only the sound of rushing wind in your ears as adrenaline courses through you. You've certainly been in more dangerous situations like this but normally your aware your getting into a fight and have a DAMN helmet on. You hardly notice the men approach and grab your arm. You hardly feel the deep, sharp inhale from Ein against your back. Then, Eins Katar comes down and seperates the man's hand at the wrist. You blink the blood out of your eyes, no longer sure how much of it was from your head wound and how much from the screaming man's arm, his hand goes slack and falls from your wrist to the floor.

Ein pushes you behind him and steps forward. Cloak thrown over top of you. Long black tail is puffed and wagging slowly.. menacingly ears pinned back and deep dark growl emanates from his chest Katar of his left hand bloodstained and he pulls out the one for his right. You're stuck, staring as what follows is a bloodbath. Gut wrenching even for a mercenary, the level of cruelty and pure bloodlust. The stones of the alley are soaked, and you're certain the men must be drained at this point.

You stare at the back of a hulking man, breathing heavy from not from exertion with his stamina... Rage... adrenaline... excitement? You can hardly believe this is your Ein. Who was so quiet, shy, and easily flustered. The Werewolf who yelped and begrudgingly required you to comfort him. You knew the moon would boost his ferocity, but this.. felt like much more than that. And yet while you're lost, head still spiraling with your thoughts, when his ears perks and his head turns Silver eyes meeting your own.

He's in front of you before long. Hands cupping your face, ears pinned back as he looks you over, carefully inspecting your eyes and the gash across your forehead blood-stained hands gentle yet firm manuvering your head as he pleases.

"By Menphias sword" Ein whispers as he looks you over "Are you okay?? Don't you know your name? Where you are??" He shouts off questions that you fail to awnser for the moment. Attempting to gaze past him at the body's or...parts that lay on the ground. Your cheeks are squeezed a little harder nails pressing causing your eyes to snap to Eins Gray ones. Now wide and without light... a slight, green tinge swims through them. His voice is eerily still as he speaks.

"Are you scared of me?"

[heartofwritiing]

I don’t deserve you, you deserve the world.

paring: cc!wilbur soot x fem!reader

summary: a very drunk wilbur makes a belated confession to you about how he has be feeling lately.

authors note: I literally had this in my drafts since february and forgot about it XD this is two times I've used lyrics of your sister was right as a fic title ahha! this is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only! hope you enjoyyy

warnings: wilbur has negative thoughts about himself (i love writing sensitive boys lol) alcohol consumption, fluff, pet names, wrote wil as a happy little drunk with mood swings, swearing, short, not proofread, unedited!

Wilbur stumbled through his apartment, leaning on a tipsy Joe, who was trying to not let Wilbur bump into anything.

After another very successful gig, the band decided that going out for drinks to end the night was the best thing to do to blow off the adrenaline.

Wilbur had taken one glance at his drink and thought fuck it, with the way his mindset had been, he needed something to numb his brain, even if it was just for a little while, and downed his first drink in one gulp. Letting the alcohol settle into his system.

One drink turned into three, then four, then by his sixth cup he was ready to fist fight a very amused Ash who had truly hadn’t consumed a single drop of alcohol that night.

-

You had been sleeping over at Wilbur's tonight. You said you wanted to see him after his show since you could not make it due to personal circumstances, but you would definitely be at the next lovejoy gig. He told you not to sweat about it and told you he wouldn't be home not too long after the performance.

Luckily Ash had messaged you notifying you that Wilbur would be home late due to getting drinks as a post show ritual after-party. You didn't mind, the band was getting more recognition which they deserved. He was so endlessly talented that he should have the right to celebrate the success along with his bandmates. So it was no surprise that around 11:40 pm you heard noises coming from the front room. You crawled out of your comfy position in Wilbur's bed and pushed yourself to the living room.

You then walk in on Joe kneeling over Wilbur who had fallen to the ground and was giggling incoherently about something. Joe had taken one sympathetic look at you and said “he’s all yours” offering Wilbur's hand to you that was clutching his wrist.

You bid goodnight to the boys, You waved to Mark and Ash who watched the interaction from the front doorway. When they shut the door behind them it was just you and Wilbur in in silence.

Glancing down at Wilbur you couldn’t help the smile that stretched across your face at his state. His hair was disheveled, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top revealing his skin, and he looked so sleepy you felt so bad. He tried to pull himself off the ground, but he tripped over his feet, nearly causing you to topple over him. Luckily you caught yourself before you could fall.

Wilbur looked up at you his lips had the cutest pout resting on them but he shifted into a dopey grin upon realizing you were holding his hand. He was lifting your connected hands up like he was seeing you for the first time.

"darling! What are you doing here?" his voice was hoarse as he spoke, you knew it was the singing and the exhaustion catching up with him finally.

He must've forgotten in all the mist of the evening that you were staying over. Nonetheless, you didn't blame him, he had a pretty busy night.

Wilbur leans forward to attach himself to your waist, wrapping his free arm around your hip and pressing his face into your tummy. Warmth increased on your face at the gesture. Wilbur pressing so close to you made butterflies burst in your chest, which you didn’t mind at all he was being so clingy.

"I told you I wanted to stay over tonight, remember?" you said gently, carding your fingers through his locks. He hummed almost like a cat purring at your touch, nuzzling you further. "is that okay with you? I can leave?"

"no!" he instantly gripped your waist tighter, not wanting you to leave. "please, stay."

"Okay! I'll stay," You giggle, feeling his arms untighten slightly. "Let's get you into bed, yeah?"

Wilbur nods against your belly, and you pull him to stand up.

“I don’t deserve you..” he mumbled in your ear as he leaned on your for support had you walked to his bedroom. You didn’t quiet catch it you thought he was muttering something incoherent to himself. You shook of the frown

In his bedroom you help him to take off his shoes while he stumbles and almost tips over his feet. He mostly got himself undressed and put on his pajamas, which were just an old band shirt and sweatpants. Both of you crawled into bed with the hopes he would sleep off this drunken high and be his old self again in the morning.

Wilbur was curled into your side pulling you so close under the covers. You ran your hands through his hair as he blinked up at you.

“Darling do you love me?” he asked sincerely.

Your brain did a one-eighty with the tender tone of his voice. From his comment a minute ago to now this, It almost sounded like he had doubts about your feelings. You pulled back from him slightly so you could see him. exhaustion written all over his face.

“Of course I love you bub,” you reassured. “Why would you think I don’t?”

He looked away from you shyly like a kid who had gotten in trouble for doing something they knew was wrong. His hand came up to trace along the bottom of your shirt when it caught attention his eye.

“Well… sometimes I don’t think I'm good enough for you, that I have always not been good, and I'm scared that one day you’ll leave me just like everyone has in my life.”

Your heart sank at his drunken confession, but you could tell it was coming from a place of trueness and insecurity. It completely shattered you to hear this coming from Wilbur. Who was so wonderful and beyond anything you ever hopped for. To hear that he doubted himself and your relationship brought tears to your eyes. Your feelings for him were more than fondness, you loved him with everything you were and you couldn’t let him leave your life. he was your light at the end of the very dark tunnel, and you would just have to show him that.

“I'm too busy with my band, with my streaming, I feel like I neglect you too much, and I want you to have something better than all of this,” his lips slightly quiver. He moves to lower his head and bury it in your chest. However, you stop him with your hands coming up to gently cup around his face, to make him look you in the eyes. His eyes widened and his hands followed yours to grasp your face the same way in his woozy state. It was comical and made you smile at how he was trying to mimic your own action.

“I love you more than anything Wil, you’re so kind, supportive in everything I do, and- I would be so lost without you. I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else. You’re more than enough for me. You’re everything. I would never leave you, not even if you kicked me out of your life I am always gonna be here for you. nothing is ever gonna change that.” You let your heart take over with your words.

Wilburs eyes lit up and gloss over with tears, the contentment of your words hitting him through his senses making him break out into a dopey grin.

“Do you really mean that, love?” he croaks.

You nod.

He lets out a shaky breath and pulls you closer to him until your legs are intertwined.

“I know I'm super drunk right now and probably won’t remember much of this tomorrow but, I love you too, thank you for saying those nice things about me.“

You giggled and pulled him in for a short kiss to seal your own confession.

“I’ll gladly say them again.”

You pampered his face with kisses until he was a bright red giggling mess copying you, delivering even more kisses to your face. Once you finished, the small lamp on the bedside was turned off, and you succumbed to darkness, intertwining your limbs once more to settle down.

Sleep was just about to take over you when Wilburs slurred voice suddenly teased out to you through the dark.

“So what else do you love about me?”

“oh shut up,” you laugh.

-

Im gonna be starting a new tag list so please commet/reblog if you want to be added!

[scp230kinnie]

Hcs for the titans mcs pls (Dick, Gar, Rachel, & Kori)

Lowkey gonna marry whoever sent this 😜

TITANS RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

I assume you meant relationship, so here’s that

Characters: Dick Grayson, Rachel Roth, Gar Logan, Jason Todd, and Koriand’r

Genre: fluff 😜 relationship hcs

Warnings: SPOILERS ⚠️ mentions of death & injury. Slightly suggestive. None of the characters mentioned are mine, all Headcanons are made up by me, not canon whatsoever. Everything said/mentioned is fictional.

On with the fic

Dick Grayson

He a baddie

He tries actually so hard to keep you out of danger

I feel like he would try to hide the whole titans thing from you if you didn’t know about it, but realistically finding out would be inevitable

He can always tell when you’re lying. It’s like a sixth sense to him

As a matter of fact, he can tell when anyone lies to him

He probably likes it when you help patch him up after a fight (not that he would admit it)

If you’re expecting a man who’s open about anything (his past, etc) you have another thing coming

It would take a lot for him to actually open up

Even if he does open up, he doesn’t like telling you much about his time with Bruce.

Dont bring it up either lol

Man is so touch deprived omggg

It’s not exactly that he never got it, it’s more that he never wanted it

He would like flinch if you ever touched him, but he would get used to it

He has a fat ass I wanna slap it

If you do that, he’s probably gonna slap yours back

No PDA. Holding hands at the MOST. Unless you’re upset or hurt, then he’ll give you a quick hug or something

He likes to stay serious generally, but sometimes he’ll be silly and it’s so cute ong

He wants you to stay away from the crime fighting scene.

He even gets scared for your health in case one of his enemies decides to go for you

He would try to teach you some self defence

If you are a crime fighter, he helps you train, and stays close to you on missions if he can

His favourite part of your body is your face. He loves looking into your eyes or kissing your lips or cheeks

Next 😜

Rachel Roth

She’s probably so sweet and understanding

You are always her main priority

All she ever wants is to keep you safe

Sometimes, she gets very distant because she can’t control her abilities and she doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you

If you didn’t already know the titans, she would absolutely introduce you to them as soon as she can

She can’t help but smile when she looks at you

She gives you her clothes if you want <3

She’d only open up after a while, it wouldn’t take too long, but she would still be a little distant

She loves being close to you and like hugging you or holding hands

Very up for PDA

No making out or anything, but will hug you and hold your hand in public

She just thinks you’re the most interesting person ever

She remembers every word you tell her

She would probably get matching piercings with you omgggg

She loves painting your nails to match hers

Like Dick, she can also tell when you’re lying. (But that’s just a side effect from her abilities)

She always posts pictures or videos of you on her social media if she has any

Will always offer you an earbud if she’s listening to music, will be very happy if you do the same

She loves learning about what music you listen to

Loves getting matching anything (hoodies, rings, even online profile pictures)

Her favourite part of you is your eyes or your hands

Garfield Logan

When he sees you’re upset, he will say the worst jokes he can think of to make you laugh

Even when you’re not upset he does that anyway

He just loves hearing your laugh or seeing your smile

He thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

Absolutely LOVES playing video games with you

It’s literally his favourite thing in the world

If he notices you’re cold, he might give you his jacket for a bit

Will defo turn into your favourite animal for you

Especially if it’s a dog or a cat so he can cuddle with you

Opens up so fast tbh

It’s good tho that means he trusts you

Little spoon fosho 😜😜😜

He loves holding or touching you in some way

Loves PDA sm

Just loves proving you’re his

The titans probably knew about you the first day he saw you💀

He’d get you guys matching white shoes and get sharpies to Color them together <3

Would draw a wiener somewhere on em tho

PAINT HIS NAILS

He would make you do some stupid ahh tiktok dances with him

Would give you some stupid nicknames

His favourite thing about you is 100% your hair. He would absolutely adore touching it/playing with it, no matter the length

Jason Todd

He a little cute patootie

IDC WHAT HES DONE

Everyone he talks to knows about you tbh

He’s just so proud of you

He makes so many sexual jokes it’s wild

Also always grabs your ass 😢

Gives you some cringe nickname

He doesn’t like opening up, I can understand that

He prefers hearing you talk, rather than him

Would protect you with his mf life

Also would teach you to fight

He wants to know that you can protect yourself when he’s not there

Adores it when you clean his wounds or rub his shoulders after fights

He’s pretty secretive but would probably break down one day and tell you everything

Would definitely give you his hoodies/sweaters

Into PDA

He just likes to prove to everyone that you’re his tho

Loves to hold you

His face part of you is ur nose

Easy to kiss

Koriand’r

She’s gorgeous my wife

She seems more stoic, but she really cares about you, more than anything

She loves to talk shit with you tbh

Only abt people who deserve it ofc

She loves when you make her laugh, it makes her feel more comfortable with you

Matching jewelry 🔛🔝

Loves it when you play with her hair

She can’t really use words to express how she feels about you, prefers to use her actions instead

She doesn’t want you to think differently of her because she is a princess or whatever

She’s had plenty of past lovers, but she knows you’re her favourite

She’ll take a while to open up, but she will eventually

Doesn’t do PDA

Or very much physical affection as it is

Will still hug you tho <3

Like everyone else, she will do everything she can to protect you and make sure you don’t get hurt

Will k word anyone who looks at you the wrong way

She’s very protective

And kinda jealous

She loves every part of you lowkey

The end guys idk what else to write

[tadc-harlequin-au]

≈SOUL MAGIC≈

It’s Spooky!

It’s Scary!

It’s better necromancy! (Human rights not included)

But what else should we know? What are the requirements to use it? Does it have different applications? What are the limits?

This is definitely NOT for a wizard OC I’m thinking about

HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA

Take a seat and buckle up Chroniccarbondrinker, because it's time for;

The HARLEQUIN AU WORLD HISTORY LORE!

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What else should you know about soul artificing?

Soul magic was a BIG thing in the past if it wasn't obvious already. The reason why wizards, witches, spells... hell, even GODS existed was BECAUSE of soul magic's existence. Back in the day, it was more widespread, uncontained, anyone could practice it if they had the means to do it. Unfortunately... having such a powerful asset means it's bound to be in the wrong hands as well. And that's exactly what had happened. So, with a slight bit of meddling from the void, the practice of soul magic was sealed off, and every human born or existing from there on out had their very flesh seal off the ability to control soul energy beyond powering their fleshy bodies. There were some humans who showed slightest bits of proof that soul magic was possible, but it eventually fell into the category of paranormal or supernatural and people forgot about it.

At least, that was the case until some scientists rediscovered ancient ruins that depicted the practices and uses of soul artificing. And the one thing about seals? They don't last very long.

Something I forgot to add, by the way... there is a saying that the "eyes are the window to a soul". So make sure to color-code your character's soul magic the right way!

What are the different requirements to using it?

First of all: enlightenment. Or madness, whichever way you wanna go at it. Only the most enlightened of Puppets, or the most crazed of them get to wield soul-based abilities. Now, the abilities are first unlocked when a Puppet achieves first stage (which will be the case for Pomni), and then from there on out it's just a steady progression of unlocking more and more new abilities until you fully max out your level lol It kinda goes on from physical advantages, to actual magic spells and bullshittery, depending on what stage of enlightenment one is on.

Speaking of enlightenment... The sixth and final stage holds a special ability: the usage of Avatars.

What are Avatars? Well, they're... animal avatars that look like a physical manifestation of constellations in the sky. They're the very representations of one's "spirit animal", if you will.

It can range from normal insects/animals such as a cat or an owl, to mythical creatures like a dragon or a wyvern.

Does it have different applications?

Yes it does! Some soul magic may need other equipments to utilize, or even cited incantations. That's why wizards have their staff, and Caine has... well, a cane and his tools. lol

What are the limits?

There are two limits to the usage of soul magic. One is the very energy of the artificer itself, and two is the user's own creativity. Creativity's context can also vary between one another. (ex. someone may be more logically creative, while the other can be imaginatively creative) Now, soul energy is quite self-sufficient, which means that it eventually replenishes overtime like video game health. But that still doesn't mean you can use it all willy-nilly. Every soul energy may vary from one to another, which means that you may have a weaker soul (which may hinder them), a stronger soul... or just an average joe. Emotions can also amplify this energy to greater degrees. Which is the case for our good friend, The Patriarch of Puppets. That man is constantly fuming with every step he takes.

Now, I also said creativity can limit the usage too, and there's a reason why. You can have the strongest soul ever, but if you don't have IMAGINATION to aid you? Pssh, good luck man. You're not gonna achieve a lot no matter how much you try. lmao Usually, creativity and energy are the ones that balances out this otherwise limitless magic system. Got energy for weeks? Okay, you have quite possibly the tiniest bit of creativity out of everyone. You're quite the imaginative fella? Okay, you're going to be the weakest soul for the sake of everything. So be sure to use this information to balance out your character's stats and NOT make them a Mary Sue.

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Oh BOY that was doozy. Quite a long read, but... hope this helps lmao

[catiuskaa]

GET TO KNOW ME ⭐️

this looks so much fun! thank you sosososososo much for tagging me @j-0ne25 my lovely babyyy <3<3<3<3

WHAT’S THE ORIGIN OF YOUR BLOG TITLE?

caituska is a random nick i came up because I was playing animal crossing and I always used the little polka-dot red and white rain boots? iykyk lol, so yeah, those are katiuskas, and I changed the first k because... i like cats? i guess lol

FAVOURITE FANDOMS?

i am STRUGGLING to keep up with skz lately, but that's on my procrastinator ass. of course I have to give a massive shout out to the harry potter fandom that made me start writing silly little tidbits that are still on wattpad (plz don't look for em lol)

OTP(s)

me and @knowbites because that's my wife fo sho 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ lol but i gotta mention minsung because i remember being a baby stay and thinking they were dating 😭😭

FAVOURITE COLOUR?

oh yes, white. it reflects all other colours, and I use it so much for painting, I need that, but also... idk... red? teal? i just love colours

FAVOURITE GAME?

Video games: Animal Crossing is 100% my summer material and I'd die without it (I’ve been neglecting my island for a while though, fuck classes and homework for that🥰)

Board games: UNO IS MY BITCH, I LOVE IT

SONG STUCK IN YOUR HEAD?

under the sea because i just watched (like literally JUST finished) watching the Little Mermaid live action and I will go and annoy @knowbites about it because it's so good, pookie you were so right

WEIRDEST HABIT/TRAIT?

i do voices so much that i've gotten people to ask me what my real voice is? maybe? and probably the fact that I keep band-aids in my wallet (next to a minho photocard of course) oh and I randomly start singing, my friends call me their walking radio sometimes

HOBBIES?

Writing, reading, yapping 25/8, singing, video games, painting, playing the flute and the piano (although I majorly suck at it), watching movies.

IF YOU WORK, WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION?

I am a full-time student, but I can't figure out for the life of me if what I'm studying is what I want to do? i feel like the bee in bee movie, I'm that lil bitch (no hoes tho)

IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WISH, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

i'd die to be an actress or a painter but those also terrify the shit out of me

SOMETHING YOU’RE GOOD AT?

writing. starting things and not finishing them (see my masterlists), yapping, singing, painting (although it depends on when you ask me bc yesss imposter syndrome).

SOMETHING YOU’RE BAD AT?

" trying to not interrupt people while they’re talking to me. I overthink WAY too much. I also am such a people pleaser it’s fucking annoying. "

funny, but that's a leftover from copy pasting the questions in @j-0ne25's post but dawg I AGREE, 100% SAME

SOMETHING YOU LOVE?

family, friends, colacao or basically chocolate, strawberries, yapping, sea, and the smell of alcohol markers, painting, and good ol' guacamole

SOMETHING YOU COULD TALK ABOUT FOR HOURS OFF THE CUFF?

movies. music. art. more specific, pro-abortion arguments thanks to dean withers and hasan piker. all of the sneaky references in my works that I secretly always hope people will notice. probably lots of things because I'm a yapper at heart and soul

SOMETHING YOU HATE?

people who interrupt me but then look at me like what I was saying was... what? wHAT?? WHATDOYOUWANTFROMME (help) and I HATE unwarranted attitude, like homeboy (or homegirl or homethey) I AINT DONE NOTHIN TO YA WHY YOU BITCHIN AT ME FOR😭😭😭

SOMETHING YOU COLLECT?

Earrings? Like funny ones with cute charms. That’s all I could think about.

OK @j-0ne25 SAME?? i'm wearing my favourites right now, little plastic bags with a small fish inside! (no there's no liquid inside em, yes people wonder and try to squeeze em when they notice, yes they yank my ears lol)

SOMETHING YOU FORGET?

YES. YESYESYESYES. ME? DORY. PLEASURE TO FORGET.

WHAT’S YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE?

physical touch and quality time

FAVOURITE MOVIE/SHOW?

i can't choose just one but i really like sleepless in Seattle and also the sixth sense but ALSO when harry met sally. i love me a classic

FAVOURITE FOOD?

i can't choose! i'm a foodie but also very picky... i think?

FAVOURITE ANIMALS?

cats. I just love them. if no one pspsps at a cat, me and lee know are both dead.

ARE YOU MUSICAL?

I'd say so! I love music, I looooove singing, and I play both piano, flute, and I used to take guitar lessons too.

WHAT WERE YOU LIKE AS A CHILD?

luhh... oud. an ENFP in the making, basically. too extroverted, if that's a thing? lol

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?

Philosophy and History, both just plain old history and also art history, and spanish.

LEAST FAVOURITE SUBJECT?

PHYSICS. FUCK THAT.

WHAT’S YOUR BEST CHARACTER TRAIT?

being able to make people comfortable with me and vent

WHAT’S YOUR WORST CHARACTER TRAIT?

I’m still too much in my head and overthink shit. Emotions overwhelm me to the point where it’s hard to focus, and most of the times I don't know what to do with myself? (sigh)

IF YOU COULD CHANGE ANY DETAIL OF YOUR DAY RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

i want it to be longer so i can actually finish the tasks I wanted to do today and also i'd make it so my head and back don't hurt randomly (hate periods)

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL IN TIME, WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET?

myself when I was younger, probably?

FIC RECS?

by @dreaming-medium, animals without direction, but also all of her other works bc god she's so good, also everything by @seospicybin, @skzms @hwangism143 @moonjxsung @hyunsvngs ...so many more I can't remember... i love y'all, your writing inspires me so much

tagging! @knowbites @galarta @strayingawayy @straylightdream @seospicybin @palindrome969 @starlostastronaut @facioleeknow

[cecilysass]

get to know your moots

What's the origin of your blog title? Fox Mulder's address. It's not that original; I was trying to come up with something fast and I've never gone back to be more clever. I'm always kind of fascinated that it seems to be a reference to the philosopher G.WF. Hegel, but that it's misspelled.

Favorite game: This is not really my thing, but I do like Carcassonne, the game on my phone and the actual tabletop game.

Song stuck in your head: Burning Pile by Mother Mother. Someone in my house was playing it yesterday.

Weirdest habit/trait? Lol... I have so many I wouldn't know where to start. I harmonize obsessively with songs I hear (or even, like, the hum of the dishwasher). I constantly write essays and angry comments in my drafts and never post. I talk out loud to myself in the car all the time-- telling stories, making speeches, practicing accents badly.

Hobbies: Writing, history, reading (fanfic, fantasy / sci-fi, historical fiction), watching documentaries, film, baking. I like museums a lot. I guess working out, if that's a hobby, but I have this IT band problem right now that is limiting me.

If you work, what's your profession? Education. I'm really struggling with it lately.

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be? Writer. Playwright. Museum curator?

Something you're good at: Writing essays, trivia about pop culture and the humanities, theme parties, sarcasm. I used to be a good actor; I don't know if I am any more. I'm usually good at talking to kids.

Something you're bad at: Keeping my surroundings neat, spatial relations, driving, interacting with people at parties, being "positive," sitting through meetings without letting my face betray my feelings, being assertive.

Something you love: Alone time, recharging time. Time with my family.

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: American cultural history, especially religion. Shakespeare. The X-Files. The history of online fandom. Fanfiction. American politics, although I'd be stressed doing that. Problems with the American educational system, although I'd also be stressed about that.

Something you hate: Being undervalued, unheard. Cucumbers. The current leadership of my country.

Something you collect: I used to collect ticket stubs from movies I went to, starting from the early 90s when I was young. We go to fewer movies and the tickets are usually online now, so this has kind of stopped, but I do still have the collection. I'd write the names of the people I went to see the movie with on the stub. (For some reason I don't have FTF or IWTB, but I do have Playing By Heart and Return to Me lol.)

Something you forget: People's names. The way home from places.

What's your love language? Words of affirmation. Although we did this at work one time, and I was like uhhhh, definitely ACTS OF SERVICE at work.

Favorite movie/show: The X-Files. Also: Pride and Prejudice (1995 and 2005), Dirty Dancing, Rushmore and Wes Anderson in general, Spotlight, The Sixth Sense, basically all the Michael Schur shows.

Favorite food: Bagel with lox.

Favorite animal: We have a dog who acts a lot like a cat now. She's a good animal.

What were you like as a child? Too much, full of ideas, always wanting to put on a play or do an elaborate project. I was a social disaster and what a 2020s kid would call "cringe." I took up space and raised my hand all the time. Looking back, though, I wish some adult had fanned that flame in me and not let me become quite so self-conscious / self-censoring, because I just became a totally different person as an adolescent.

Favorite subject at school? Drama, history, English, chorus.

Least favorite subject? Math, science. I KNOW. It doesn't sound very feminist. I'm so sorry, Scully.

What's your best character trait? My capability to see different sides of a situation?

What's your worst character trait? The older I get, the more I realize that my tendency to avoid confrontation is a major character flaw. It seems like it makes you "nice" when you're younger, but I realize more and more that it can keep you from doing what's right. It's something I work on.

If you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? It's Sunday and I have to spend five hours grading and planning for school next week. I wish I didn't.

If you could travel in time who would you like to meet? I have so many answers to this, some of them strange. I'll try to keep my answer less strange. I wouldn't want to "meet" a historic figure, probably, as then I have to think about what they make of me, and I have to think about how we would communicate easily, etc. But I would very much like to somehow be able to see one of Shakespeare's plays performed in the Globe. I think the early modern English would sound odd to my ears, but probably not odd enough not to recognize speeches I knew already. Some people say early modern English actually sounded more like American accents. That seems suspect to me. I think that's only because early modern English was rhotic like contemporary American accents (pronounces the Rs), and most contemporary British accents are non-rhotic, so still I think it wouldn't be enough to make it sound normal to me. JESUS ENOUGH CECILY.

Recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love!): I have an entire recommendation list of fics I love to promote. You all don't understand how much I love that list. I add to it and re-read fics off of it all the time lol.

tagging @libbytxf @azure-firecracker @spooky-jordan

[play-rough]

Re: pet regressors, what is comforting to you when you are in petspace? What activities do you do to play? What would you like your caretaker (owner? what’s the preferred terminology?) to do with you?

Ehehehehe, as someone who goes into little space and pet space at times, you have no idea how happy this question makes me ^-^ This post will bounce all over the place. Apologies in advance.

First topic, verbal communication ✨ sometimes I am capable of speaking, but the words are usually improper/grammatically incorrect due to the headspace. I prefer noises like whining/barking/mewling/squeaking (depending on what pet headspace I'm in).

Second topic, nonverbal communication 🤐 body language does play a good part of how you communicate with your owner or other pets in pet space. It lets another see your emotions or thoughts. Nuzzling, biting, head butting, pushing, leaning on, eye contact/motioning, licking, nibbling, rubbing against, pawing at, wriggles (picture excited dog that starts a full body shake when they hear the word "walk")—these are all different things I use to motion what I need or want. Because you write so much hurt/comfort, I also noted down a list of common behaviors I have when feeling certain emotions, but I have no idea if that's a tmi. (Side note, I can use ASL properly when in pet space, but it's a bit awkward.)

Third topic, lingo 💃 I usually see other people call it petspace, and for the most part I do as well. Animal headspace is a slightly different thing for me because it's not so,,, codependent? Usually I call my partner "master," and I refer to them as that or "owner" when talking to their people about my dynamic. I prefer the first in direct address, but certain nicknames work too when in headspace. I don't use either if I'm between little and pet space. I have a specific way of talking then.

Fourth topic, objects of interaction 🧸 toys and comfort objects are definitely important. I was a semi-destructive mess before I finally bought some to keep me from chewing on stuff I would have to repair later. Because I'm not always near my partner when I'm in pet space, I usually keep myself occupied. Hm, collars help ground me, and leashes are occasionally to my benefit. The collar's weight and significance of showing I have a master helps my head to not be so foggy/have me not spiral into on emotion, and the leash has two purposes depending. If I'm in petspace alone, it's something nice to play with with my hands. If my owner is holding it, it's a way I can immediately know where I'm looking for guidance/instruction.

Fifth topic, master-to-pet interaction 🤝 because my main pet space is dog/puppy, I'm a big fan of commands and training. When I talk to people about the dog in me I mean the acts of service girlypop who's very eager to please lol. Exercise/going on walks is also tons of fun. Romping in the grass is peak. But also toys >>> Toys are the best.

Sixth topic, little shittery 🤭 people in pet space are not exempt from a love of mischief or habits of getting into things. I'm more obedient when leaning towards dog, but when I'm in a feline headspace, I have no qualms about doing stuff I shouldn't. Knocking stuff off the table for fun, moving stuff around to frustrate someone, hiding a belonging that I should not have, stealing food—all this done while acting completely innocent. I will pull out big doe eyes and a curious purr while knowing I will be darting to go hide in a closet or under a bed the moment they figure out it's me who did it. Playing chase is fun; what can I say...

Seventh topic, miscellaneous notes 📝 • I don't like using eating utensils in petspace. It's just kinda weird for me to actively pay attention to. But if it's a command, I can momentarily get over it. • When punished by or frustrated at my owner, I'm more prone to being sulky in a cat petspace and being dejected in a dog headspace. Being snippy versus curling up and crying type thing. • I'm definitely possessive of my master in an odd way that makes me like to wear something to show I'm theirs. It's like a symbol that not only do I have an owner but they're also the love of my life, hehe. • Reading and writing are do-able in headspace, but I don't exactly like to. When I'm little, I just focus on the task and tell myself once I'm finished I can go get my blanket and hug it (if I'm big enough), but my attention span and energy levels in pet space usually have me falling asleep on any paperwork I'm supposed to be doing or be unable to do anything in a timely/constructive manner. Do-able but not very useful. • I'm neurodivergent, and that also affects my time in petspace. Auditory sensory issues become stronger, and I sometimes have to walk myself through some things I could normally do without thinking. • Crawling on all fours just feels more natural.

P.S. I was grinning like mad fool the entire time I was writing this.

P.P.S. because I had to go off to class before I could answer, I spent most of my day drafting up a reply and making notes.

-💜🐕‍🦺 (I might also use 💜🐕 depending on the mood sksksk I'll get into that explanation later if situations permit)

Thank you! This is all very very helpful!! I really enjoyed how detailed all your examples were and they will be very helpful for the petre fic 🥺🩷 thank you for taking the time to type all this up i really appreciate it!

[mylifeisjustafeverdream]

A Retelling of My Mind Whilst Reading Shadow Kissed-

Omg it's the Sixth Sense up in this bitch

Bitch when are you ever "just tired" when weird shit starts happening to you, I swear to fuck.

Rose is so me because I too would rather die than spend an extended amount of time with my best friends boyfriend.

Eddie Castile the man that you are.

From the bottom of my heart I hope Jesse gets his shit rocked.

Omg Rose girl do something, ANYTHING. YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US.

Least Favorite Trope: Entire plot would be resolved if this dumbass just like communicated the issues she is having OMFG.

If Rose Hathaway has no haters all her teachers must be dead because wtf is their issue???

Homegirl is unstable at best.

I feel like at this point she should probably go to where Mason the Friendly Ghost is pointing.

Girly-pop that's not a migraine....

I do not fucking trust that bitch Tatianna

*Viktor explains master plan* "Cool motive still murder"

*Law and Order sounds*

HE JUST SAID THAT SHIT IN OPEN COURT IT'S ON THE RECORD

How much of an asshole do you have to be that it's more believable that you're lying than a crime having actually happened lol

Lissa is so clueless it's kinda funny.

You know what I hope Rose fucks Adrienne and gets pregnant just to spite Tatianna.

She wants her nails done omg she's just a girl 🥺

*starts looking at my tarot book to see if this is accurate*

I love when Dimitri starts lore dropping to Rose

Well.... I think they know about the ghosts now.

That doctor is the only rational adult at the school cause literally why tf didn't she talk to a counselor.

Her therapist just clocked her so hard.

Well that's an unfortunate fact about Shadow Kissed Anna

Dimitri took part in that attack exercise specifically so she would hop on it lmao

Can't even celebrate for a moment before Lissa is off doing something dumb I swear to god

Lissa try not to get tortured challenge go

*New power unlocked*

YES ROSE BEAT HIS ASS GIRL......oh shit.....GIRL YOU GOT HIM IT'S GOOD.

She's like a feral cat.... Dimitri should use a spray bottle.

Oh my GOD IT'S HAPPENING EVERYONE REMAIN FUCKING CALM

Girl you gotta give me more details than that PLEASE

"My body ached" that'll happen when your first time is with a 6'7 Russian built like a tank

CAN WE NOT HAVE ONE GOD DAMN MOMENT OF PEACE

Girl I'm gonna throw up he's all alone out there.

CHRISTIAN OZERA THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

HE DIDN'T DIE THANK FUCK

Mason upstaging Dimitri even from the afterlife that's my man right there.

SECRET TUNNELS, SECRET TUNNELS THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS

The uncanny ability that 17 year old female herions have to radicalize societies is amazing

Do y'all think Dimitri came up with that life plan while he was fighting the strigoi?

"You're scared of my mother" um yea girl she's fs going to catch an attempted murder charge once she finds out.

*Clenched my jaw so tight during the cave fight it started to hurt*

Oh my God girl stop internal monologuing about how everything is going to work out THAT ALWAYS GOES POORLY

Oh God it's that blonde bitch from earlier this is going to be so much worse than him being dead.

Rose: *literally tries to throw herself back into a vicious attack just to save Dimitri's body*

Everyone Else: She just respected him as a teacher so much there's no other possible explanation.

Lissa clocking what was happening with Rose and Dimitri just now is like when someone steals the answer on Wheel of Fortune after the other contestant mispronounced the phrase

*Knows it's definitely going to happen* "Dimitri is a strigoi"*gasps*

I'm shocked they didn't grab like a single Guardian teacher to try and talk down Rose like why tf did they think Kirova would have any affect.

I know it's not malicious on Lissa's part but I'm glad Rose is finally speaking about how one sided this relationship is.

"Off to kill the man I love" oh this next book is going to fuck me up.

[lizzardwitch]

Sending you a show ask: Power Rangers Jungle Fury & Beast Morphers. For aesthetic reasons~

Yeah I knew this one was coming LOL

Gonna start with Jungle Fury obviously because I have SO much to say

Favorite male character: RJ would be an obvious choice for so many reasons, so even though he's my second favorite character I'll have to pass on him to highlight Master Swoop. Amazing design, ESPECIALLY with the bat theme (< incredibly biased I love bats), and manages to make fans look fucking cool. Was probably the only master of the three old guys to not be a fucking dickhead towards his student and actually consistently gives Theo good advice. No wonder he was RJ's favorite master. I wish more people would talk about him he's so unique and hot (I am unashamed to admit that)

Favorite female character: Fran no doubt it's so obvious from my blog lol (She's literally me. I am her. None of you know her like I do. I can write essays about this bitch all day)

My OTP: Fran/RJ is the primary reason I'm still obsessed with Jungle Fury lmao (my orange/purple team parents oh how I mourn what could've been). Thought they were gonna get together when I first watched it and I still wish they did. Camille/Jarrod is a close second though (now THERE'S a canon ship in this season done correctly). There's also Fran/Camille, god the amount of bonding we could've had between two girls wanting to feel loved by their bosses ourghdhfsdlkf

My NOTP: No amount of mutual interest in books will ever make me like Fran and Dominic. I'm not sorry about this btw, a ship being canon doesn't make me any less angry that someone, much less my favorite character, with so much potential to do more just gets turned into Mrs. Hargan for the next 13 episodes. Dom, do the world a favor and stay away from the nerdy brunettes thanks. Also any het ship with Casey is a red flag that is the gayest Red Ranger I've seen in my entire life next to Jayden

My other ships: I do enjoy the primary color cat polycule, as I'm equally inclined to ship Theo with either Lily or Casey (Theo/Lily gets the distinction of being one of the only canon couples in this franchise that didn't bore me). Despite my exasperation with Dominic, I do enjoy shipping him with RJ (or a polycule where he and Fran are strictly platonic but both dating RJ). Jarrod/Casey is also a contender but post-canon specifically, and there's even a bit of Whiger/Casey if you squint...there's also the numerous WLW Fran ships that I have (Fran/Lily, Fran/Maryl, Fran/Camille, even Fran/Kendall LMAO). RJ/Merrick is also a delight if you don't let those wolves kiss rn

My Least Favorite Character: For a category of Ranger that is universally seen as pretty cool (Sixth Ranger), Dominic severely underserved and ended up making a good chunk of JF's second half damn near unwatchable, ESPECIALLY with that bullshit situationship he and Fran were up to. He alone knocked my overall ranking of JF's characters down from 9 to 7.5. (Nikolai is cool, though. We LIKE Nikolai here)

My Favorite Episode: Friends Don't Fade Away was honestly almost perfect. It was the Fran/RJ episode, the RJ Ranger debut episode, the closest thing we have to a Fran episode, only minus was the annoying MOTW, and Casey suggesting Lily take care of RJ, which wouldn't be shocking to interpret as lowkey sexist. (Also no Fran/RJ kiss dnfsdnfsdkl). Definitely the episode I've rewatched the most, on my top 10 favorite PR episodes list.

Who I Would Date Off The Show: Fran would be an obvious #1 but so would RJ. It helps that my boyfriend acts almost exactly like him. Would also date Master Swoop. And Camille. And-

Now for Beast Morphers (this is going to be severely underwhelming I'm warning you in advance)

Favorite Male Character: Nate Silva is about as close to Dr. K as you can get, plus I have an affinity for the shy nerds. Cruise is also dear to me (I love you Kelson Henderson <33).

Favorite Female Character: Was REALLYYYY tempted to put Dr. K down since she made a cameo but I decided not to. Anyways Roxy my dear girl oh how I adore you (I love me a reformed villainess). Betty actually didn't piss me off either I found her hijinks to be adorable

My OTP: Blaze/Roxy would probably be it, since I don't really have OTPs from this season LMAOO but they're the only ship where I'm like "Yeah, they should've kissed."

My NOTP: Woah, woah, look what we have here? A ship that became canon when it's not only trash but a better one was right fucking there?? No wonder you requested JF and BM lmao (FUCK Ravi/Roxy bro I'm so tired of comphet in this franchise, especially that episode where Ravi got severely angry with Roxy and given his gorilla powers which holds pretty terrifying implications that I hope don't go any further.) Also Nate/Zoey was like the DEFINITION of comphet lmao this season's romances were so fucking mid.

My other ships: Again, not much to say in this department LOL, although I do feel more inclined to ship Betty/Devon now, orange/red is an intriguing combo here....

My Least Favorite Character: Ngl rarely anyone in this cast stood out to me but I guess Ravi. Again, not a fan of the anger thing.

My Favorite Episode: The crossovers carried. Seeing some of the Dino Charge crew was a delight but seeing DR FUCKING K HAD ME SO HYPED LET'S GOOOOO. Also the musical episode because it was directed by my queen Olivia Tennet <33

Who I Would Date Off The Show: Commander Shaw kinda bad lowkey I love me a commanding older woman

[readerofoddities]

More warriors OC art!!! I love rambling about my silly little guys!!!

Warning for some gore :D

These two had a pretty okay relationship as mentor and apprentice. Heronsight (first cat) is pretty sullen and closed off due to some unfortunate circumstances in her past, such as her mom and godmother dying when she was an apprentice and her sisters dying before she did, but she did her best to be a good mentor. Opalpaw (second cat) really looks up to Heronsight and wants to be a great warrior like her. She also appreciates Heronsight's softer side, as Heron helped Opalpaw (now Opalblaze) through some tough emotions when her mom died.

These two also got along really well! Ratclaw (first cat) has trained a lot of cats in his day and Oakpaw (second cat) was nothing he couldn't handle. Ratclaw has lost a lot of people in his life, from his wife to his children to his mom and aunt, but he doesn't let that get him down. He's lived a nice long life and he's come to terms with those deaths. Oakpaw really admires Ratclaw and they were really close while Oakpaw was training. Even after Oakpaw became Oakclaw, they were buds

Anyways, he's dead now lol

Ratclaw died in the fire I mentioned in the last post because he got trapped in a fox trap and couldn't escape. The first thing he saw when he died was his wife, Silvershine (silver ghost w/ orange eyes), and his kids: Swankit (white & black), Batkit (brown & black) and Stormpaw (silver w/ scars). BTW, kits & apprentices who die young get to grow up in SpiritClan because I think it's horrible and morbid that they don't in the books. I only mention that because Swan, Bat & Storm look grown up here

Back to semi-normal stuff.

Coalwing (first cat) has been mentioned before. She is Jadepaw’s aunt. Coalwing is aroace and has never wanted kits of her own. But, when her brother, Firestorm (second cat), and his mate, Onion (third cat), started discussing having kits, she offered to carry them so that they wouldn't have to both with finding a surrogate mom outside of the Clans. She had a stressful pregnancy, what with the fire and having to share a camp with victims of said fire, she is thrilled to get out of the damn nursery. She's only around because she needs to nurse the kits and because these are technically her niece and nephew since they're officially her brother's kits

Now it's time to discuss some family drama. First of all, these are all the kids born around the same time. They're all cousins and we're born in the same moon.

There's Spotpaw (first) and Swanpaw (second) who are littermates. Then there's Wolfpaw (third), Peachpaw (fourth), Brightpaw (fifth) and Tornpaw (sixth)

Wolf, Peach, Bright and Torn are Halffur (who I mentioned in my last post) and Sapphireeyes's kits.

I'll also use this section to let you know about the kits's disabilities because their mom had a pretty complicated pregnancy and it affected them. Wolfpaw has bad eyesight (which actually runs in his family on his mom's side) and is practically blind. Peachpaw is polydactyl (she has an extra toe) but her extra toe sticks up to far to really be useful and it causes her a lot of pain in her paws that she doesn't complain about. Brightpaw has a tightness in her chest that makes it hard to breathe (she has kitty asthma) and talk, so as a result she has decided she is mute and uses a makeshift sign language that the rest of the Clan has come to learn by now. And finally is Tornpaw, whose disability is the most obvious. He was born with a crooked jaw that causes him to have a lisp and it makes it hard to chew and hunt.

Sapphireeyes has always told her kits not to think too much about their differences and to embrace them. Halffur on the other hand...

Halffur noticed Tornkit's jaw when visiting his kits one day and became irate. "No kit of mine will look like this" "he's a freak and he needs to be put out of his misery" etc.

Halffur was going to drown Tornkit when he was attacked by Sapphireeyes's mom, his mother-in-law, Mirrorpool. Mirrorpool and Sapphireeyes teamed up to beat the hell out of Halffur and he was later killed while the battle was in full swing (Fallenbranch dealt the final blow, btw)

Tornkit was luckily unharmed, but hearing about the event as he grew up made him nervous about his jaw.

Peachpaw always jokes that she was next if Halffur had succeeded in his endeavor. No one really likes this joke but her

The kits are honestly just living life now and they like to make light of their situation sometimes.

Wolfpaw especially likes to say that one day he'll go fully blind and he'll be able to use his hearing to catch all the prey in the forest.

Most of the time, at Gatherings (which are called Meetings in my story), the siblings try not to draw attention to themselves and don't really talk about their dad. They don't even acknowledge him as their father, even, just the guy who happened to be half of their DNA (or cat-slang equivalent, ig)

What a nice note to end on. More art to come later!

[miss-musings]

Because I've watched this scene and these gifs more times than I can count, I'm going to give you a quick breakdown of all the little details in this scene. (Many people already shared some of these in the tags/reblogs on this post. I just felt like compiling all of them into one, while also adding some of my own observations.)

First gif: Omega stops a few feet away from them. Hunter looks at Omega and seems to smile, while Crosshair closes his eyes, shakes his head and chuckles. My HC is that he's thinking back to their conversation in 3.05: "You're capable, but you are still a kid." He now realizes it's both: she's capable AND she's a kid -- their kid.

Second gif: Omega is looking at Hunter first. Then her eyes move to Crosshair, and then specifically down to his missing hand. This is the first time she sees that his right hand is gone. (She saw him earlier in the CX lab, but she didn't see his hand was missing because she was on his left side.)

Third gif: Hunter looks from Omega to Crosshair (and seems to specifically look down at his missing hand). Meanwhile, Crosshair almost looks like he's spacing out at first, but then he looks up at Omega. I love his expression here. I really think this is when he finally realizes their fight is over, but I just can't shake the impression of a dog/cat looking at its owner like, "So... Did I do... good?" (I think someone else said in the tags/reblogs that they look like cats who brought her a dead bird or something. LOL. I really can't unsee it now, especially with how Crosshair's expression changes as he looks at Omega.)

Fourth gif: Omega's eyes flick from Crosshair's face to his missing hand back to his face again. She then bursts into tears. 😭 (It's hard to tell with the rain, but when they stand up later, she definitely wipes tears from her eyes.)

Fifth gif: We got a lot going on in this one, so let's go left to right. Hunter turns to watch Omega hug Crosshair, and he seems to be happy or at least content to see the two of them embrace. Then, we have Omega closing her eyes and straight up throwing herself at Crosshair. (Very reminiscent of how she hugged Echo in 2.14.) If you look really closely, you can see some tears/rain flying off Omega's face as she does. Finally, you can tell from the way Crosshair's torso/head jerks back as she embraces him that he was NOT ready for that. Like girl just barreled into him with no warning. (Again, kinda like what happened when she hugged Echo the first time in 2.08.) Then, the shot switches to Crosshair's face and you can see how shocked he is: wide eyes and slightly open mouth. 😯 There's a lot of other emotions going on there, but shock is probably the biggest/most noticeable one. Also, the English-Audio Description says Crosshair’s eyes well with tears once Omega hugs him. Even with a brightened gif, I don’t see any tears in his eyes, but this would absolutely be the moment for them.

Sixth gif: Crosshair's eyes shift from looking forward to looking at Omega. His expression changes too: his mouth is closed and his eyes have softened. It's a look of pure love. Both Omega herself and the shot move to bring Hunter into the hug too. We get a view of all three of them now. Crosshair closes his eyes and leans his head against hers. Hunter, who also has a very soft and happy expression on his face, also closes his eyes and leans into Omega. He also puts his green-gloved left hand on her back. (I've seen a lot of people ask whether it's Hunter's hand or Crosshair's. It's definitely Hunter's. Crosshair is still holding his rifle in his left hand, as we see later when they stand up. Meanwhile, Hunter's free left hand is holding Omega and -- as we see in the next gif -- his right hand and blaster are against Crosshair's back.)

Seventh gif: Another angle of Hunter and Crosshair leaning into Omega's embrace. It's important to note that while Crosshair can't use either hand/arm, he is reciprocating the hug as best as he can. As I said, we can also see that Hunter has his right arm and blaster on Crosshair's back -- Hunter is hugging both of them. Omega's eyes are initially closed as she hugs them. If you look really closely, it looks like her left hand tightens around Crosshair's neck right before she opens her eyes and prepares to release them. 🥺

~end of gif analysis~

One final thing I'll add is that, while it's not in the gifs, I love how Crosshair puts his stump on Omega's shoulder as they walk away. Essentially, his reaction to/preference for physical touch is somewhere between Echo and Tech's. Like Echo (at least in 2.08), when Omega initiates a hug, he's unprepared but accepts and reciprocates it as best he can. But, when he initiates, he's a lot like Tech: he's comfortable with just putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder, because he's not really a hugger. 🥹

Anyway, I just wanted to add this, because I love this scene so much. It has lived in my head rent-free for two months now, and probably will for the foreseeable future.

Star Wars: The Bad Batch 3.15 | The Cavalry Has Arrived