#wild child and old man

[mo-ok]

What's a Red without their Blue?

Zyuden Sentai Kyoryuger

Daigo "King" Kiryu & Nobuharu "Nossan" Udo

[greeniegaes]

I’ve been thinking about omegaverse WangXian AU and I’m so not normal about it

Basically, WWX was always known as a beta by people around him, constantly hiding his scent and on such heavy suppressors he’d practically never have a heat. When the Wens take all of the young cultivators/clan heirs or whatever he no longer has access to that kind of stuff and it’s only so long before the medication’s effect goes away.

In the big carnivorous turtle cave he can feel his omega-ness slowly come back so he’s desperate to get out away from all the young alphas and betas he’s surrounded by. Things go as cannon and only him and LWJ are left in the cave and LWJ??? Well he’s not doing too well, neither of them are with their fevers, being stuck in a cave alone and pheromones- oh yea LWJ is in rut too lol

So they do their do in the cave, escaping out and then WWX runs off after making the other man swear he’s not gonna tell anyone that WWX is an omega.

During the attack on Lotus Pier WQ pulls WWX aside asking if he knows about the kit in his womb. WWX, freaking out about it swears her to secrecy. He’s been… kinda aware about it over the month or two that’s past, but just used his high level of cultivation to just keep it in a dormant state.

When he gives JC his core such a thing isn’t an option. He doesn’t want his child to live during a time of war so he promises himself to end the war against the Wens before his birth.

He levels up his demotic cultivation at way faster of a pace, easily out numbering any bad Wen troops, cutting off the supply lines, anything to get an advantage. His tactics are often called brutal, disgusting but most of the Sunshot doesn’t care because whoever is doing it is on their side.

Keeps following cannon but now LWJ has just a totally weird feeling in his gut all the time. He swears he can feel WWX’s emotions, the stress, the fear, the agony all of it. When he finally lays eyes on who he knows is WWX as the man takes down WC and he can’t help but feel relief. Relief that after nine months (WWX froze his pregnancy for like two months so he’s about eight and half along) he’s finally able to see the man he’s fallen in love with, that he spent a rut with while the man was in heat.

WWX doesn’t acknowledge him.

He doesn’t even really acknowledge JC, his little shidi who’s so excited to see him again. WWX remains quiet, a large cloak wrapped over his whole body

Instead of properly interacting with his friends he instead asks when their plan to attack the nightless city is (he has less then two months, and by god he wants peace of mind that his child won’t be born in a war). He lets them take him to the war camp, discussing with the leaders like LXC and NMJ to move the battle forward, saying that he can balance out the sides.

They agree and that’s that.

At the final battle WWX holds up the tiger sigil, controlling more undead then he ever has. He watches as the rest of the tyrannical Wens get torn apart, their army in ruins before NMJ takes their leader’s head. Some of them still fight, and in a blaze of glory WWX destroys the tiger sigil, creating a bright light that takes out more of the Wen’s army, any of the roaming undead and himself.

LWJ feels his blood go cold. He can’t feel WWX suddenly. He canthecanthecant.

Where did his omega go?

Back in Yiling WWX falls to the ground, any last remains of his power, spiritual or demonic finally shredded into pieces. WQ helps him recuperate, Wen Yuan at his bed side as he looks up.

It’s then and there WWX smiles as he promises himself a normal life, patting A-Yuan’s head and scenting him like he’s his own kit.

Two years later.

LWJ feels lost, constantly wandering around for something, any sign of WWX. He’s looking at hair ribbons in a market outside of Yiling, a beautiful red ribbon with lotuses embroidered in it. He jolts as he feels a hold on his leg, looking down curiously.

“Baba?” The little kid asks, no more then two years old. A six year old huffs as he goes over, bowing his head in apology to LWJ.

“Sorry Mister, my brother gets confused.” Wei Yuan huffs, pulling his younger brother away. LWJ sucks a breath in as he looks at the young toddler, tan skin, enchanting yellow eyes, perfectly straight hair except with the tips granted a slight curl.

There’s no denying this is a Lan child, just from looks alone, but the scent surrounding both of the children? That’s something LWJ had smelt once, trapped in the cave in the throes of passion with his mate.

Wei Wuxian. Wei Ying is alive.

A young looking man pulls the children away before LWJ can say anything. The man picks up the two year old and gently holds him in his arms, the six year old grabbing onto the man’s leg, still glaring at the alpha.

“Sorry about that, sir.” A soft voice rumbles with a chuckle, freezing as he looks up at LWJ for the first time.

[girlfriendline]

🐢.

[xxshaychi]

TW For guilt tripping and parental abuse (minor themes but important to state)

FNaF doodle page because I need to draw more. FIVE NIGHTS AT FREEEEDDDYSSSS

[obeymeow]

nightbringer lesson 14 FUCKED ME UP in several ways but primarily I've spent the last 48 hours making myself sad over the solomon backstory we got. specifically I have, for no reason, latched onto that one chapter in the Kids event where baby solomon cried because he felt so guilty over being responsible for that spell. and that just feels a touch more depressing in context

[get-hockeyed-idiot]

THEYRE NOT GONNA CALL THAT??? CROSBY PUTTING FABER IN A HEADLOCK?????

[rangers-arecool]

@thegreatstrongbow:: beleg | reply to this ::

  ”Ada.” The little boy returned solemnly. Well as solemn as he could get when there was a massive grin on his face. He stopped just inside the main entrance to Imlad Gelair and let go of Beleg’s hand, before pointing in the direction of the inner part.

  ”Papa’s that way. People keep tryin’ to peek in.”

[chromedaddyofficial]

now why did sebastian call skid row’s songs gay? is he gay? 🤨

[towritecomicsonherarms]

Avengers of the Wasteland #3

[simcardiac-arrested]

cutscene ask

one of my special interests is fnaf but more importantly one of my special blorbos of all time is michael afton. since like (checks hand) 2019 he has been living in my head rent free and for what. Something something that one post that goes Get more out of life read too much into an underwritten character. AND I DID! and now i suffer for it. because do you know how interesting he is. Like yeah okay we never actually get any real development or characterization for him in the games which is like whateverrrrr. i fucking get it everyone is here for ourple guy and fredy fazbar and super scary animatronics and child murder . no one is going to care about literally the main character of the games and also ourple guy’s son who is most likely the catalyst for anything happening. no oen is going to care about the afton family and what is up with them But I Will. because yeah look we don’t get any real info about michael. BUT THE IMPLICATIONS!!! we don’t know what it’s like having william afton as your father But The Implications (does he keep up the good parent act? or, in my opinion the thing that is most likely, is he abusive?). we don’t know why exactly michael bullies his younger brother all the time But The Implications (favorite sibling type shit?? an abused kid with no healthy emotional outlet and an abused kid who seems to ‘have it better’ in his brother’s eyes?). we don’t know what happens to michael or how he feels or how exactly his life changes after he kills his brother But The Implications (would his father be angry? hate him? or would he be proud? would he kick michael out? or would he somehow rope michael into more child murder?). and i hate hate hate that we never really get michael’s feelings on the whole baby = elizabeth thing and also that she is manipulating him, but maybe he’s like going with it because he feels bad for his dead sister. But look i get it. fnaf is not about The Characters. no one cares right. WELL I DO!!!! KICKS ROCKS . scott cawthon i just wish you would’ve thought about my guy michael more considering he is like At The Centre Of It All. and there are so many parallels to draw and narratives to make between him and his father. on the other hand maybe the whole open unwrittenness of it all is good for leaving stuff ambitious and letting the fans interpret it however they want. Which is what i have been doing for the last 4 years if you can’t tell. he’s like an oc to me

[gunchamber]

consider: matias calling krissy his daughter to someone

                          𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑  𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐒  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐈𝐒      attached  to  elder  hunter  at  his  hip  ,    &    if  he  found  the  constant  company  of  krissy  to  be  tedious  or  vexatious  ,    he  never  let  it  be  known  .    however  ,    she  never  felt  like  a  bother  to  matias  .    anxiousness  that  would  normally  curl    &    settle  in  the  depths  of  her  stomach  ,    always  worried  she’s  only  but  a  nuisance  to  those  she  holds  close  .    it  never  rears  its  ugly  head  when  she’s  around  the  man  who  came  back  from  the  dead  .    his  presence  only  carries  with  it  warmth    &    acceptance  for  the  young  woman  ,    taking  her  in  with  all  her  flaws    &    troubles  .    a  companionship  that  she  wasn’t  accustomed  to  at  all  ,    she  works  every  single  day  to  welcome  his  nurture  .    to  not  try  reading  between  the  lines  of  his  kind  words  for  ulterior  motive  ,    life  had  not  been  kind  to  the  chambers  girl  .  

                        but  maybe  life  was  trying  to  repay  her  with  matias  .    

                        this  day  had  been  a  prayer  answered  ,    sun  casting  a  golden  glow  of  morning  ,    slowly  warming  tips  of  noses    &    pads  of  fingers  as  people  began  to  swarm  at  the  farmer’s  market  .    stands  plenty  lined  in  rows  ,    the  smells  of  fresh  produce  permeated  the  air  as  the  huntress    &    mentor  walked  side  by  side  .    matias  had  offered  that  krissy  stay  back  at  home  ,    aware  that  she’d  come  in  late  the  night  before    &    he  was  an  early  riser  for  the  market  .    but  she  insisted  that  she  go  with  him  ,    wanting  to  spend  as  much  time  as  she  could  with  him  before  she  would  need  to  set  off  again  .    she  could  suppress  her  yawns  at  the  back  of  her  throat    &    between  clenched  teeth  ,    times  like  these  were  priceless  with  the  older  male  .    he  was  worth  the  two  hours  of  sleep  she  grabbed  when  she  could  .

                        they  stopped  more  so  for  krissy  to  pet  the  animals  at  every  other  stand  than  for  the  straight  off  the  vine  fresh  vegetables  for  sale  .    when  she  glanced  up  at  matias  from  her  stooped  form  down  low  ,    a  baby  billy  goat  cradled  in  delicate  hold  ,    she  expected  to  see  exasperation  .    it’s  what  her  dad  would  have  done  to  her  wasting  his  precious  time  ,    time  that  could  be  used  for  intensive  research    &    miles  gained  on  asphalt  .    instead  she  sees  pure  happiness  ,    glittering  hues  so  gentle  while  watching  on  at  the  scene  before  him  ,    like  he  couldn’t  be  more  joyous  that  krissy  was  experiencing  such  precious  soft  moments  .    she  had  to  force  herself  to  look  away  ,    heart  physically  aching  with  how  much  she  cared  for  a  single  human  being  .    how  much  he  meant  to  her  .    

                        time  crept  on    &    the  orb  in  the  sky  rose  higher  ,    with  it  bringing  spring  heat  that  causes  everyone  to  shed  off  their  light  layers  .    krissy  shrugged  off  her  flannel  ,    tying  the  sleeves  around  her  hips  as  something  was  placed  onto  her  head  seconds  later  .    the  rays  that  had  been  blurring  her  vision  seconds  ago  now  shielded  by  a  brim  of  a  straw  weaved  hat  that  now  sat  snuggly  on  her  dome  ,    with  a  quick  inspection  of  the  man  next  to  her  she  lets  infectious  grin  overtake  features  seeing  he  adorned  a  matching  hat  of  his  own  .    he  presses  a  knuckle  to  her  chin  ,    explains  the  sun  gets  too  warm    &    he  didn’t  want  her  to  get  burnt  .    a  thoughtful  gesture  that  to  anyone  else  would’ve  been  overlooked  or  brushed  off  ,    but  to  krissy  she  holds  these  little  moments  so  close  to  her  heart  whenever  they  happen  .    it  hushed  the  negative  noise  at  the  back  of  her  mind  ,    one  that  tells  her  no  one  cares  for  an  orphaned  woman  who’d  rather  push  everyone  away  .    with  all  the  confidence  in  the  world  ,    she  can  say  matias  cares  .    he’s  always  cared  .

                      they  ventured  onward  down  to  the  last  lane  of  the  day  ,    admiring  sweet  smelling  fruit  laid  out    &  what  was  left  for  the  taking  .    the  woman  in  charge  handed  krissy  a  couple  of  strawberries  ,    hair  white    &    pinned  in  a  bun  at  the  back  of  her  head  ,    a  warm  smile  of  encouragement  as  the  huntress  nodded  in  thanks  before  accepting  the  red  fruits  in  her  palm  .    knowing  her  praise  was  what  the  woman  was  waiting  on  ,    krissy  took  a  quick  chomp  of  the  berry  .    closing  her  eyes  at  the  juice  that  spread  over  her  palette  ,    before  giving  a  thumbs  up  at  the  owner  of  the  stand  .    ears  pick  up  on  a  rumbling  chuckle  from  the  man  next  to  her  ,    his  hands  moving  fast  to  pay  for  the  last  few  baskets  of  strawberries  that  were  left  .    when  krissy’s  eyes  reopened  the  woman  giggled  ,    patting  matias  on  his  arm  before  the  inquiry  left  her  in  aged  timbre  ,    “  well  matias  ,  aren’t  ‘ya  gonna  introduce  me  to  the  young  lady  ?  “

                        what  can  only  be  perceived  as  PRIDE  overtakes  matias’  visage  as  a  hand  clamps  down  on  her  slender  shoulder  ,    she  feels  him  give  a  quick  squeeze  before  his  reply  is  spoken  ,    ❛    this  here  is  my  daughter  ,  krissy  .    she’s  visiting  me  a  couple  of  days    &    helping  out  at  the  farm  .    kris  ,  this  is  —    ❜  whatever  he  says  next  is  tuned  out  by  the  thudding  of  krissy’s  heartbeat  that  begins  vibrating  in  her  skull  .    there  was  no  mistaking  what  he’d  called  her  .    bone  digs  into  tender  rims  of  her  lips  as  she  tries  to  reign  in  her  disposition  ,    but  she  already  feels  the  familiar  burn  behind  her  lids  ,    curly  lashes  moistening  as  tears  gather  along  her  waterline  .    without  lingering  around  for  much  longer  ,    krissy  gathers  the  berries    &    spares  the  woman  a  quick  ‘  nice  to  meet  you  ‘  before  her  feet  carry  her  away  .  

                      it  must  have  taken  matias  a  second  or  two  to  really  analyze  what  just  happened  before  she  hears  a  quiet  muttered  curse  behind  her  ,    something  that  sounds  similar  to  ‘  SHIT  !  ‘    then  booted  feet  run  up  behind  her  in  quick  strides  that  easily  caught  up  to  fleeing  huntress  ,    calloused  fingers  reached  for  her  bicep  to  stop  her  midstep  .    turning  her  around  to  face  him    &    she  doesn’t  cower  away  since  she  knew  it’s  just  the  two  of  them  now  .    market  left  behind  yards  away  in  the  distance  .    he  studies  her  wet  eyes  ,    &    misunderstands  her  reaction  ,    ❛    i-i  didn’t  mean  to  call  you  th  -    ❜

                        ❛    did  you  mean  it  ?    ❜  krissy  interrupts  ,    desperation  heavy    &    underlying  quiet  whisper  .    his  gaze  flickers  between  her  glassy  orbs  before  he  gives  a  nod  .    has  the  audacity  to  try    &    explain  that  if  she  wasn’t  comfortable  with  the  title  ,    he  would  understand  but  she  hurriedly  shakes  her  head  .    moving  forward  a  few  steps  before  her  limbs  tangle  around  his  waist  ,    pulling  the  man  tightly  to  her  ,    all  the  love  she  has  for  him    &    all  the  love  he’d  fueled  her  with  since  his  return  is  what  can  be  felt  within  the  embrace  .    strong  ,    yet  tender  .    krissy  doesn’t  even  realize  her  fingers  grasp    &    claw  at  the  back  of  his  shirt  ,    like  she  was  afraid  he’d  disappear  AGAIN  .    

                      ❛    you’ve  been  a  father  to  me  for  as  long  as  i  can  remember  ,    &    nothing  is  going  to  change  that  .    ❜  words  weighted  with  meaning  ,    uttered  into  his  chest  .    ❛    as  far  as  i’m  concerned  ,    you  are  my father  ,  matias  .    &    i’d  be  honored  to  be  your  daughter  .    ❜

[magnoliamyrrh]

also on a kinda different but similar train of thought, people who dont have chronic pain and fatigue making fun of those of us who do for being willing to try just about anything are just. cruel and stupid and annoying

already annoying to think that modern western medicine is the only one who has any answers. but a)they have no ability to understand the absolute desperation that years on end of severe chronic pain and fatigue puts you in b)they havent yet figured out that if you have a chronic illness or issue, especially a more misunderstood one, or one more common in women, western medicine is in many cases likely to not do much of anything or even make you worse, and after years on end you realize many if not most doctors are fucking idiots who dont actually understand anything

[righteousruin]

I know Penguin's an unreliable narrator but I gotta say,,, the audacity of including Bane in a room full of batvictim villains who joker got together to figure out who Batman was,,,lol,,,lmao even

[shironezuninja]

More than 30 days without having smooth legs is just as uncomfortable as an unwashed mouth with unbrushed teeth.

[lexezombie]

Cackling that a photo from 2007 (when I was six) basically predicted my transition

[stephanooch]

the horror and the wild by the amazing devil is so astarion coded. i'm losing my mind