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intergalacticaquarium · 2 years

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more terrible no good headcanons for eddie disaster dreamboat munson

I said that if anybody made him too cool I'd have to add more and that's exactly what I'm gonna do babes because I had to scroll for way to long to find him making spagetti-os

(posting again bc it wasn't showing in the tag)

(first post)

-genuinely doesn't know what those stains are. Didn't even know it was stained bc he's had the same fitted sheet on it with one corner tugged off for 8 months and forgot about them since last time

-throws away Tupperware if the stuff in it is too gross

-he's pretty sure that green sour candy counts as a vegetable so he does eat at least 3 a day.

-just. Doesn't ever throw things away. Stupid shit like the backs of band aids and paper straw wrappers and napkins and hooooo boy this has turned into a callout post about myself

-sometimes horseflies fly into his hair and get stuck and he can hear them buzzing around and doesn't necessarily so anything about it right away until it stops

-no room for legs in the front seat of his car that space is reserved for old fast food bags

-buys new underwear instead of doing laundry

-hey why do I keep writing genuinely embarrassing things that I literally do irl. Is this really worth putting myself and the 4 huge bags of laundry I have in my tiny car and all my band aid wrappers on blast. Next I'm gonna write that every surface in eddies house is covered in stacks of hobbies and papers that feel like a goddamn archeological dig every time I clean

-psych he does that too

- ok things that I don't also do so that I don't start having a crisis that makes me a tidier person:

-feeds a family of raccoons that live in an abandoned hunting cabin in the woods

-one time he let one live in his closet for a bit and hoped Wayne wouldn't notice (this may explain some of the stains)

-this boy spills. Everything. He's a hand talker and it doesn't matter if he's holding something.

-the hand talking is also terrifying when in a car he is driving

-never drinks water ever and it stresses ppl out

-every single time he sees somebody he knows in public he will try and sneak up on them to scare them

-wears shoes inside bc he broke glass on the carpet months ago and he doesn't want to vacuum.

-the only place he has to actually sit and do anything I his room is his bed because everything else is covered in stuff

-everything is covered in stuff but every drawer he has is empty

-theres one category of things he owns that is organized absolutely meticulously and idk what it is but he's very proud of it and when he says he's "cleaning his room" it means organizing like band tees alphabetically or sorting minifig painting supplies and everything else stays trashed

-it's a perm and he did it himself in his bathroom 100%

-hair dye stains all over the bathroom from an ill advised look a while back. and maybe a few more times

-doesnt have a compulsive habit to bite his nails he does it bc he can never find the damn fingernail clippers

-notes and doodles. All over his arms

- yknow how when u were in school by the last day you'd have like one pencil and nothing else and u kept a hold of it bc you couldn't find any others?

- eddies been at that point since about half way thru his first senior year. He has one pencil and it is a stub (it is a d.a.r.e. pencil and he does find it funny) with no eraser and it's not sharp and it had a million bite marks on it

-has little stoner burn holes in all his clothes all his sheets his matress his sheets and the seats on his car bc he needs to be more careful and is gonna end up starting a fire someday

-wait that last one was a me thing

-maybe this is how I can embrace my flaws. make eddie do em too. it's cute when he's disgusting

-I no longer have improve myself at all

-puts random food in his pockets for later even though it will get linty. Gonna go ahead and say that I don't do this.

-isn't actually that good at guitar it turns out

-I gotta stop myself now because I know they'll just keep comin but add any you can think of or dm me because every time he gets worse he gets more of my love so like 2 give him a hug reblog 2 spray him with a hose

#eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things fic #my writing #eddie munson #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie tag

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bookwyrminspiration · 6 months

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hello my lovely loveliest dearest favorite quil <333 I have finally actually returned with a slight rebrand and many tales to tell.

How are you bestie!!! I missed you So SO much and it's literally so rude that I can't send you all of the things that make me think of you. Like I swear my partner is gonna be jealous at this point because I'm literally like omg I literally need to show this to quil. It is a necessity. (If you're wondering it was a hoodie that had the classic university logo and said Silly Goose University and I decided that we needed them to match with our friendship bracelets.)

Anyway I am eyeing your new writing up very very closely and am itching to go to Ao3 and read ALL of it. (The urge is quite strong now that I have started Thinking about it, however this ask is taking long enough bc I have to take Wiggle™ breaks because holy bestie I am SO happy to talk to you once again.)

Speaking of your writing I was struck with the most incredible fantastic amazing art idea after looking at some of my old wings AU doodles. However, my drawing tablet went through the shredder (<- Puppy) I have to WAIT. To give the full idea justice but trust me bestie I'm so excited to show it to you.

Anyway I've been extra ramble-y but HI HOW ARE YOU I MISSED YOU WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOUR LIFE.

I'd love all of your thoughts and feelings and I miss you and ily and I'm so happy like I kid you not this ask has taken. So much effort because I cannot sit still writing this to you. I have. The Dumbest Smile on my face. <3333333

(Please note that this ask is meant to be read as if I am laying on your bed kicking my feet in the air while excitedly talking, thank you 😌)

TOBI!!!! I was just thinking about you the other day!! My dad and I were watching Labyrinth for the first time in a while, and when I realized the baby's name was Toby (i'd forgotten) I just went...ah..Tobi...I hope he's doing well...

I'm doing alright! I've been very busy this semester, and we are approaching finals so it's probably only going to get busier soon. But! This has been my first semester mostly in person in a very long time! And I'm officially fully in uni rather than dual credit, so I'm somewhere else now and have met SO many people. Actually am planning to meet up with one of them tomorrow to go to a restaurant/museum for class! And to watch a few movies with two others sometime soon.

lots of reflections on that because relationships of all kinds have been. rather difficult my whole life, so we'll see what happens here! also would 100% wear some silly goose university hoodies with you <3. move aside tobi's partner I need to glue BOTH of his hands to mine. forever

Also!! If you read my fics I'll love you forever and ever and ever even more. This new titz one has been sitting for several months, but I finally pulled it back out! And I am rather nervous about it because Fitz and Tam are both particular characters, and so combining them just makes them even harder to write. and THEN! throwing in Fitz's Alvar feelings makes that EVEN MORE difficult. but! it was also an absolute delight to work on so I hope you like it :)

and holy shit wings au art!!! i trust you so much I am so excited to see it--and don't worry about however long it takes! wings au is years in the writing, i've got experience with patience. wait btw, I don't know if you're aware, but I'm attempting to post the epilogue soon! I have the rough draft and the anniversary is coming up, so I'm hoping to have it edited to post on the ending's anniversary. it's a little over a week away, but also finals are descending AND its nano, so we'll see what happens. it WILL be out by the end of the year for certain though (and during october I went through and re-edited the whole thing for grammar and details--it's ridiculous how many its it's mistakes there were because i KNEW the difference. i'd just autopilot do one or the other and not catch it in my quick edits)

I keep pausing to do little claps and stim because. tobi!!! it's so so cruel we can't lay in bed kicking our feet together, i have missed you so so so much! what has been up with YOU? how has your life been? what's up with the blog migration--if you want to talk about it. also totally cool to simply accept it and move on. i just like talking to you and it's very nice to see you again :)

#quil's queries #xanadaus #tobi tobi tobi tobi tobi tobi tobi toboi toiobtoi toibtio!!!#i would say more but there's so many thoughts that they've kinda all turned into white noise and actually there's no more thoughts #just excitement #and also I am a little tired. because of the busy #but!! very very happy to see you!!#long post

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sporkdoesclasspect · 2 years

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Can you just tell me some random stuff (facts?) about a Witch of Light or a Sylph of Life. Either one works If I am being honest

ok, sorry for taking so long on this!! i'm not sure i'd call them "facts" since everyone is different and there's tons of different ways to portray any classpect, so it's more like just some random thoughts and rambles :p it's only different from my analyses because i just talk about whatever i think of in the moment instead of touching on every part (arc, powers, quest etc.) - which admittedly is how i used to do the analyses too but i plan to go more in depth with those now!

but yeah here you go!! i'll probably do sylph of life in a later post too! :)

witch of light rambles

so the thing about witches and sylphs is that a part of their arc might be aspect-related isolation. that could also just be a space player thing, since jade and kanaya are both space players and space = distance, but i think you can make enough of an argument for feferi being separated from her friends by her blood caste that it works pretty well as an interpretation.

so when i think of a witch of light my first thought is someone who's in a position of great importance, like being the child of a famous person or having some other special status, and is isolated from their peers as a result. obviously that's not the only way to interpret it, it's just what immediately comes to mind! it could also be that they're very bright, as in intelligent, or even just well-read and knowledgeable, and so they're kind of on a different level than everyone else and they feel like no one really gets them. or they're very charming and likeable or otherwise the type that stands out in a crowd, and they get a lot of attention that makes others jealous, including their friends.

this is really random but i did think of it just now so i'm sharing it: i think a witch of light who's a vampire would be really cool >:) like they're isolated by light in a literal sense since they can't go out in the daytime! ooh, and maybe they're so bored with immortality that they're always trying to learn new things and picking up (potentially light-related) skills and hobbies. though i'm not sure how an immortal vampire would god tier... probably just being staked on their quest bed or something lol

i'll get back to the less silly stuff now though. i think a witch of light could be kind of a know-it-all, except most likely not on purpose? or a little bit on purpose idk, could go either way. they'd also maybe be the kind of person who tries really hard to get through to people who won't listen to them because they're convinced they can make them see things their way - witches change and direct their aspect, and perspective is a part of light. and the perspective part could also mean they're well aware that everything isn't always what it appears to be, and they know what information to share and what to hide in order to get the outcome they want.

they're probably great at distractions too (light = attention). and then of course we have light as in luck/fortune! i bet a witch of light could turn unfortunate events around so that they turn out to be beneficial instead. they're just really good at making the best of bad situations. i could see them having a very sunny disposition (pun intended)!

i hope this is interesting/helpful!! also here's a quick silly doodle of a random witch of light as an apology for taking so long :3

#classpect #witch of light #witch class #light aspect #random rambles

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thatgirlwithasquid · 2 years

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Tag 10 people you want to get to know better!

Tagged by @ickypuppi3 (ty <3)

Relationship status: single

Favourite colour: purple but I'm annoying and have a specific shade of purple. I could not tell you what it's called but this-

I just think it's so pretty

Favourite food: cheese and potato pie

Song stuck in your head: currently basically the whole album Maggot by Dazey and The Scouts

Time: it's about quarter to four rn

Dream trip: i actually don't really like going out that much, especially abroad. I'd much rather stay home but if I were to go somewhere then Manchester with my friends again would be fun.

Last book you read: I've been about a third of the way through Radio Apocalypse by Kayleigh Gallagher for the past month - I've just managed to get distracted, whoops!

Last book you enjoyed reading: I didn't actually finish it because I was only rereading it on the bus omw back home after an exam like 2 months back but The Darkest Part Of The Forest by Holly Black. It's not my favourite book but I love it and probably need a new copy because it's getting a bit tatty.

Last book you hated reading: The Infinate Sea by Rick Yancey. The 5th Wave was a good read but that one? Yikes. I finished it fueled by pure stubborness and complained the entire time. Still debating reading the last book in the trilogy for the sake of completion, though.

Favourite thing to cook/bake: I'm not great at cooking but the things I make most often are pancakes or eggy bread. They're real comfort foods and they're hella easy.

Favourite craft to do in your free time: drawing? I absolutely adore sketching in ballpoint pen - I have a whole 15 pack of these WHSmith pens exclusively for sketching in because they just feel so nice for it!! My work notebook is a solid 25% doodles, lol.

Most niche dislike: oooh, here's a couple: the texture of paper, the knowledge that there are arteries in my legs (idk why do not ask it just makes me feel squirmy and ick), having literally any length to my nails beyond the beds

Opinion on circus(es): I do not think I have any opinions on circuses. I've never been, I don't think, and know very little about them other than what they are.

Do you have a sense of direction: aha not at all. I've tried to get a grasp on where things are but I have no clue literally ever. Whenever my irl friends try to dumb down their directions for me I just sorta go '...just pretend I know and get to the point' because I'm a lost cause.

I'm gonna tag the very few mutuals I have because I do not wanna pester people, aha. So I tag: @itsmeeryn @kl125 (no pressure tho!!! <3)

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miss-smutty · 3 years

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Forbidden - Chapter 2

Summary- Jess couldn't stop thinking about the guy she'd met in the coffee shop, he was drop dead gorgeous, mature and everything she's always wanted but how would she find him again when she didn't even know his name?

Word count- 3.1K

Pairing- Prof!Chris Hemsworth x OC

Warnings- Swearing, slight smut talk

18+ only!

Disclaimer: This is an entire work of fiction/AU and has no affiliation to real life what so ever! This is a fictional story about fictional characters who happen to share names and faces with some real people.

Posted: 13th August 2021

Taglist:- @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap @jjpogueprincess @longlostinanotherworld @mostly-marvel-musings @darklydeliciousdesires @monet-belle

Chapter 1

The only thing was, he didn't know I was only twenty and I had no way of finding him again.

If fate did bring us back together, would he mind that I was still a student? That I couldn't even drink when we went on dates?

Who am I kidding? Of course he would mind, he could get any woman he wanted, why would he want me?

"Morning, you feeling any better?" Ellie was awake before me as usual, she spent hours getting ready in the morning and was now sat at her desk finishing her make up.

"I suppose, can't beat myself up forever can I?" I was more the get up and go kind of girl, I could never understand why she'd take hours getting ready just to go to class but I suppose you never know who you're going to bump into.

"No you can not. Not when there's literally thousands of guys here to take your pick of."

"Psh!" I finally pull myself out of bed after thinking about the thought of possibly bumping into my hunk again I changed my mind about making myself a little more presentable.

"What d'ya mean psh?" Ellie turns to look at you, her mascara wand in her hand and only one eye made up, she looked ridiculous. How could you take her seriously looking like that?

"I mean I'm not interested in these childish boys anymore El, I want a man."

"Fuck me, you spoke to the guy for two minutes and already you're acting like you've lost the love of your life." Wow, that hurt a little.

"I didn't say I was talking about him although it would be nice. I just meant I'm sick of playing all these childish games and never knowing where I stand. Don't you get sick of being the one who always falls deeper? Getting messed about and then being the one who's left hurt?" I joined her at the desk, putting on a little mascara and eyeliner. "I want a man who knows what he wants and treats me better. Don't you?"

"Well shit, when you put it like that I can't argue with you. It would be nice, hey I wonder if Mr Aussie has a brother?" She waggles her eyebrows at me, making me laugh. "I gotta go babe, what class you got?"

"My first Comms class this morning." I did not sound excited at the prospect because I really wasn't. I'd put it off in freshman and sophomore years but thought I better get it over and done with before my senior year.

"Oh really? I didn't know you'd taken that class. I heard a load of seniors talking the other day and apparently the Professor is drop dead gorgeous. I was thinking about taking it up too just to see what all the fuss was about."

"Well that should make the class a lot more interesting, maybe it isn't going to be as bad as I thought."

"See, every cloud and all that. See you tonight, fancy the bar?" She shouts over her shoulder as she walks towards the door.

"Sounds good, see you later."

I looked over my outfit I'd already chosen for the day, just some jeans and a plain t-shirt and realised it wouldn't do. Not when there's the prospect of a hot Professor to impress. My wardrobe desperately needed an update, especially now I was focused on finding myself a man and not one of these easily pleased college boys, that were happy with anything as long as I showed a bit of leg and tits. I settled with some tight black jeans with a black, lace-rimmed, cami body suit and a cute little cream, cropped blazer to finish it off. It made me feel confident when I checked myself out in the mirror and if I do say so myself I looked smoking hot. I checked the time on my phone, realising I was going to be late I quickly ran the curling tongs through the ends of my long blonde hair before grabbing my bag and rushing out of the door.

In the hopes of catching the eye of this new professor I'd completely forgotten about the hottie from the coffee shop, which was probably a good thing, it's not like I'm ever going to see him again. I kind of wished I would though, especially when I was looking and feeling this great but hey, on to bigger and better prospects.

I thought that being late would mean I'd be stuck with a lame choice of desk in class but luckily the back row was practically empty and I could hide in the corner of the lecture theatre. I laughed to myself when I realised that practically all the girls were occupying the front desks, obviously they'd heard the rumours too.

I pushed my hair behind my ears and fumbled in my bag for my pen and notepad, when I glanced to the door and caught the eyes of a student I hadn't seen before. I couldn't deny how attractive he was, with his bright blue eyes and floppy hair, oh and that smile. Wow! He smiled brightly at me as he made his way to the back of the class, his eyes glinting, shining like diamonds as he ignored the whispers from the girls at the front. The whole row of desks were free so when he chose the desk right next to me, my stomach fluttered.

I kept my eyes on my notepad, doodling on the front cover so as to avoid that eye contact with him again. I could see a cheeky glint in his eyes and I'd learnt from experience what that meant, trouble. I wasn't ready to get myself back into a situation like that again.

My eyes shot to the front as I heard the room erupt into wolf whistles, the girls at the front giggling and whispering to each other, I rolled my eyes at them, how embarrassing.

Then I realised what all the fuss was about and my heart almost stopped beating, thudding against my chest at an alarming rate. How is this even possible? How the fuck could he be a professor? Surely he's not old enough. Oh fuck.

I sank lower in my chair, willing the ground to just swallow me up or maybe if I got low enough I would escape his notice. No such luck, his eyes scanned the class and when they fell on mine, his face lit up with anger? No not anger. A hunger. His eyes scanned my body, falling over my hair and down to my cleavage. I felt hot under his gaze, was I blushing? Sweating? Oh god, I've never wished for class to be over so much in my life.

My professor was the guy I'd been shamelessly flirting with in the coffee shop. I don't understand how this could be real, I know I wanted to bump into him again but this is such a cruel twist of fate. I'd never even suspected him to be a professor, he was so damn thick and muscly. The clothes he wore were so stylish and he looked way too young to be a professor. He must be so embarrassed that he'd been flirting with a student, I definitely was embarrassed that I'd been flirting with a professor.

I was so panicked, I didn't have a clue what to do in this situation. Squirming in my seat, trying to look anywhere but at the Professor but I could feel his eyes on me as he prepared for the class to start. People were still whispering amongst themselves and I risked a glance in his direction, that made me bite on to my lip to stop myself from screeching. His eyes were still on me, subtly glancing up from the pile of paper he'd just taken out of his bag, his eyebrows furrowed as he studied me. He certainly didn't look embarrassed infact he looked downright feral and the thought of it made my pussy clench, so much so I had to cross my legs under the table.

"I guess you're obsessed with this new Professor too, huh?" The guy next to me leant across his desk to whisper and fuck me if I wasn't imagining it but he was Australian too. Like have we just suddenly had a huge delivery of hot Australian guys arrive at the University? This was just downright unfair, how was I meant to cope?

"No, what makes you say that?" Why did I ask that question? Like it wasn't obvious how much I was sweating and squirming in my seat. Luckily he didn't have time to answer when my eyes were drawn back to the professor as he stood at the front of the class with his hands casually in his pockets and cleared his throat to get our attention.

If I wasn't mistaken, now he looked angry, the muscles in his neck more prominent as he glared between me and the guy next to me.

Was he angry that my attention had been taken away from him and was on another guy? Or because we were talking when we should've been paying attention?

"Now I've got your attention, we're going to use our first session to get to know each other a little better. You'll be doing quite a lot of speeches so it's best if you feel comfortable with one another. I'll start by introducing myself." That sexy accent makes me sweat even more, nevermind the fact that his eyes keep finding their way back to me. "So, I'm Professor Hemsworth and I'm originally from Melbourne in Australia." His eyes meet mine again, a knowing look in them.

"G'day mate." Some idiot from the back shouted, making everyone laugh and I couldn't help but join in a little. Professor Hemsworth smiled at the joke, his eyes creasing in the corners and his smile growing wider when he looked to me and saw me giggling.

"Yeah, very original. Alright, alight, settle down now." His voice is so commanding and authoritive, it's such a turn on. "So, I haven't been here for very long and I'm still getting used to how different things are here. The weather for one." He earned a couple of laughs from people. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him, he was so mesmerizing. The way his face animated as he spoke, his eyebrows raising and lips curling.

"I was going to ask you all to go easy on me but that's not going to happen is it?" He got a couple of head shakes and sympathetic looks from the girls. "No, I thought not. Well now it's my turn to torture you. I'll start alphabetically, stand up and tell everyone something about yourself." I swallowed back my fear, this is the reason I'd put off this class until now and as if it wasn't hard enough talking in front of a whole class I now had to do it in front of Professor Hemsworth too.

"Claire Abbott." Fuck. He'd started, at least my name would be one of the last ones.

"Hi I'm Claire." The tall blonde at the front stood up, twirling her hair around her finger and giggling like a child. I rolled my eyes at her and caught the Professor smirk in my direction. "I erm… I don't know what to say?" She looks up at the Professor questioningly.

"Just anything about yourself that we might find interesting, the first thing that comes to mind." He replied.

"Well I own four horses and I'm the cheer captain." I rolled my eyes again, scoffing quietly and Professor Hemsworth had to hold in a laugh as he looked in my direction.

"Talk about predictable." The guy next to me leaned over to whisper to me again.

"Totally." I laughed back at him and when I looked back at the Professor he was glaring straight at us again, his face set sternly.

"You two at the back, we'll wait for you shall we?" Professor Hemsworth said sternly, everyone turned around to look at us but I barely noticed, I was too focused on the way his stern voice made my cunt flutter when he called me out.

I didn't speak for the rest of the class, although I had the urge to, just to hear the way his voice sounded when he was angry. I couldn't concentrate on what the other students were saying, too focused on watching the way the Professor's face changed everytime he looked my way, which was pretty often, to my suprise.

"Jake Hudson." In my peripheral, I saw the guy next to me stand and when he did, Professor Hemsworth's eyes narrowed.

"Hi I'm Jake." He pushed his hands in to his pockets cooly, glancing at me as he did. "I'm also from Australia." He looked at the professor slyly, a smirk forming on his lips, laughing at the other students shouting G'day mate. "I was forced to move here but I'm glad I did because I've just met the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." The class burst into rounds of whistles and cheers as Jake sat down, smiling at me cockily. I could feel my cheeks blushing, I was flattered, he was absolutely gorgeous but hadn't I sworn of boys my own age?

Professor Hemsworth looked even more angry now as he loosened his tie a little, that black tie that draws my view down, like a arrow pointing straight to his cock. I tried to keep my eyes down on my desk, doodling in my notebook so I could avoid that hungry gaze, anxiously waiting for my turn. What the hell was I going to say?

"Jessica Watson." Shit. I stood slowly, trying to give myself more time to think, I couldn't stand everyone's eyes being on me especially the Professors and Jakes.

"Hey, I'm Jessica." I smiled nervously, tucking my hair behind my ear. "These last couple of days have been pretty eventful for me." I looked away from the chalk board so I could search Professor Hemsworth's face. "I'm living the life of a romance novels heroine and I'm excited to see what the next couple of days bring." I sat down keeping the gaze of the professor, I'd forgotten I was in a room full of people until I heard the ooh's and ahh's and my cheeks turned scarlet. The Professor's eyes glowed with heat as he watched me sit down before shaking his head and turning back to the class. Jake also caught my eye as I sat back at my desk, my cheeks still burning, he smiled at me, the kind of smile that crinkles your eyes. I felt kind of bad that he probably thought I was talking about him when in fact I was talking about our professor.

"I hope we all feel a bit more comfortable with each other now, some of you shared some pretty revealing things." He looked at me again. "Some of you, not so much." He raised his eyebrows at a group of guys. "I'll have a schedule for you all next time I see you, anybody that has any questions can see me after class, everyone else is free to leave." His eyes scanned me as he turned around to sit at his desk, I watched a couple of girls approach him predictably.

"Are you going to the party at our frat this weekend?" I had to reluctantly pull my eyes away from the Professor while Jake spoke, so he was a Alpha Kappa, not surprising really.

"Yeah, I think so. My roommate mentioned it."

"Oh good, I'll see you there then. Jessica." He smiled, standing from his seat.

"Jess." I corrected him. I hated being called Jessica, it was so formal.

"Well Jess, I'll see you around." He winked at me as he pulled his backpack on to his shoulder.

There were still a couple of girls taking up the Professor's attention and I wasn't sure yet whether I wanted to sneak past or wait to speak to him. I thought about it for a minute my fingertips drumming against my desk when the girls left and he was alone. As soon as the door closed, his gaze was on me and I could hear the silence in the room like a ringing in my ears. We stayed like that for a couple of seconds, staring at each other, no one saying a word until her cleared his throat. I blinked a couple of times, realising how stupid I must look before getting up from my seat and packing my things away.

"Did you need to talk Miss Watson?" I could hear amusement in his voice as he sat back on his desk casually, his arms folded across his chest.

"I erm…" I walked towards him, my legs feeling like jelly all of sudden and trying not to fall down the stairs. "I wanted to apologise, I had no idea you were a Professor." I said as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I didn't know what to do with myself but I was nervous about getting closer to him. He made the atmosphere feel tense, like if I was to reach out and touch him I would burn my fingers so I stood awkwardly at the bottom of the steps.

"There's no need to apologise Miss Watson, I also had no idea you were a student but I was hoping to bump into you again. Funny how things work out isn't it?" He cocked his eyebrow at me, still looking amused as he watched me squirm. When he said he'd been hoping to bump into me again it made me feel more confident, like I wasn't imagining the way he'd been looking at me for the last hour.

"I think fate can be rather cruel Professor Hemsworth." I smiled at him as I finally closed the distance between us, watching his eyes flare with hunger when I called him Professor.

"Oh really? Why is that Miss Watson?" His eyes narrowed, his Adams apple bobbing in his throat as I got close enough to touch him, I didn't though. I didn't dare break that boundary, not yet.

I smiled at him through my lashes, biting on to my lip. "I was hoping to bump into you again too, only now the thought of what could've happened will have to remain a fantasy." Wow! I was not expecting that, did I sound like a slut? Shit. I looked back up at him and caught him gulp, that hunger in his eyes shining, his pupils blown with lust, he loosened his tie even more and I caught a glimpse of his smooth chest and chickened out. The tension was way too much and I was about to do something I was going to regret, I could live with being a huge tease instead.

"I better get to my next class, we can't have anyone thinking I'm your favourite now can we?" I smiled to myself when I noticed the muscles in his jaw tense as he ground his teeth together. Turning to leave I looked back over my shoulder and his eyes were glued to my hips, watching them sway as I walked and I realised I had him exactly where I wanted him but was it worth the risk?

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carnelianns · 4 years

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Hello! I hope you don't mind this request, it feels rather plain? But I'd like to know if you have headcanons on how Napoleon, Arthur, Theo, Vincent, and Dazai would react to a female MC whose hair is as short as theirs and who prefers to wear baggy or masculine clothing rather than corsets and dresses? Because she thinks it's more practical? Hope that isn't too many characters! And I wish you the best of luck on your blog!!

it’s not plain at all! thank you for your support uwu

Napoleon Bonaparte

Napoleon was surprised at first. From his time, the only ones wearing masculine clothing and having hair as short as yours were, well, males.

There were times where you’d catch him staring at you, only for him to apologise, giving you a brilliant smile.

He understands the practicality of it all. The infamous emperor and military leader should know.

He gets used to it after a while, though. After getting comfortable with the man, you’d play a cheeky little game of stealing each other’s clothes.

The other residents are already used to seeing you sport a button-down a few sizes too big, or Napoleon wearing one that looks just about ready to rip.

“Nunuche, can I have your shirt?” It’s a few sizes too small, leading you to ask the question why.

He looks away, clearing his throat in an attempt to hide his growing blush. “Just ‘cause.” He’ll never admit that it’s because it smells like you.

Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur wouldn’t mind your hair or your choice of clothing — a flirt is a flirt, after all.

The length doesn’t matter; his habit of playing with hair will remain. Besides, it gives him more access to your neck for some, ah, fun times.

At times, you’d go back to your room to find a few, nice pieces of clothing laid on your bed.

They’re from none other than Arthur. You wonder how he knows all your favorites, but then find your own thought silly because he is, after all, the famed author of Sherlock Holmes.

Once, you walked into his room to gather some linen, only to walk into a half-naked writer with his back towards the door.

“Care to join me?” He asks, then turns back to face your wide-eyed form.

He blinks. You blink. He smirks. “My, for a second there, I thought you were dear old ‘Leon at first. Aren’t you glad I’m wrong, dove?” His teasing is as horrible as ever.

Theodorus van Gogh

The first time Theo sees you, he looks you up and down for a solid few seconds, then returns to whatever he was doing or wherever he was going.

He could care less what you do to your hair or what clothes you wear, in all honesty.

You’d learn from Sebastian that he’s actually quite jealous of your hair since his own was way too messy for his own good.

Cue you two slipping into a normal barbershop date routine once in a while. He’d never forget to treat you to lunch, or some drinks, or in general.

“Theo, what are you doing in front of my room?” You ask one day as you’re walking down the hall.

“It’s nothing!” He snaps, turning almost fast enough for your eyes to miss the pile of clothes in his hands. Then, he stops, mumbling, “Stop complaining about not having enough clothes. It’s annoying to listen to.”

The man leaves, but not before shoving the pile of clothes into your arms. All you can do is smile.

Vincent van Gogh

Though he isn’t used to your masculine look, Vincent will be very supportive and will compliment you 24/7, if he doesn’t already.

Once, he left his sketches unattended, and you were surprised to see little doodles and drawings of you in there. It was adorable.

He enjoys running his hands through your hair, and the disappointment in his eyes every time his fingers leave your hair too soon is quite amusing.

If you voiced your thoughts on wanting new clothes, he’d be over in an instant, inviting you into town to help you shop and to spend time with you.

On another day at the manor, you awake to pounding on your door. Opening it, you find Theo standing tall, arms crossed and a scowl on his face. “What have you done to my brother?”

Dragging you to the living room, you find Vincent there, in clothes quite different from his usual, though quite similar to your own.

“... Why are you dressed like me, Vincent?” His blush is positively adorable. “I, uh, found you—it.. Interesting…” He’s whipped.

Dazai Osamu

The first time you meet, he stares at you for an uncanny amount of time, causing you to feel slightly insecure. He smiles and leaves, and only then do you realise that he is literally in a kimono-styled getup.

You feel slightly more comfortable with the eccentric man due to this. And due to the fact that he has taken a liking to patting you on the head in passing, or at random times.

He’s also very curious about your clothes. You’d walk into your room only to scream at an intruding Dazai, his eyes sweeping over your closet.

Most of the time, he asks where they come from, or why you like them, or even the weirdest questions, like why it has to be white and not black.

“And where might this lovely, white top come from, Saya-chan?”

You’ve gotten used to him breaking into your room at this point so, continuing your cleaning, you reply simply, “Sebastian.”

Your back is turned to him, so you’re unable to see him blink, his lips pursed into a straight line. Then, he laughs, eyes closed. “If you must borrow clothes from someone, I suggest my closet, dear.” Jealousy comes quite easy to this man.

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aikainkauna · 5 years

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“OC asks that reveal more than you think”

...part the first. From here. I decided I will do this for everybody, so I will not get too carried awa--oh, what am I saying? I mean that I did want to do Laura after all, but I also want to do some others, and doing them all at once should help deter depression that might result from analysing the darkficcier-than-darkfic stuff. And since this will be long, I’ll just post a few answers at a time. So, here we go.

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1. Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who's the favorite?

-Laura: She sleeps with a living sex panther. I expect she had LOADS of toys as a kid (Lars-Erik in the movie is drowning in tons of fancy, expensive toys, the pampered little nipper he is). But I don't see her being that much into playing with traditional dolls--except for those fucked-up bondage/dark ritual games she bonded over with Birgitte.

-Fadl: I bet he slept with several as a child. And gave them swords made of stix. His favourite was a stuffed horse. When he has to spend nights in tents, he sleeps next to his horse, in true nomadic Arab warrior fashion. (The reason they kept the horses in their tents were because tribal raids were rampant, JYSK. All those "oh, those curious foreign customs!" anecdotes never tell you that bit.)

-Zainab: she sleeps with several soft, warm living lesbians she has been stuffing with dildos beforehand. If it's too hot to share a bed, she just hugs a big pillow so she won't suffocate on her own tits and stomach during the night. The pillow quite likely has embroideries of naked ladies, too.

2. Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

-Laura sucks at plants. Torsten is an avid gardener and faps over his orchids (probably literally. Improves the alkalinity of the soil). Pets? I don't think she really is a pet person, even if she probs had the token pony all little rich girls have. But she had stable hands to take care of it. Torsten, weirdly, would get along with animals, I think, and would be all cuddly and not at all evil in his interactions with them. He strikes me as the sort of person who hates most humans but loves animals, and that pet-owning is one of the few things about him that he does "normally," when the rest of him is batshit insane. It's not an unusual pattern with mental people (the cat lady said somewhat defensively). A child?! Well. If you've read the fic, you know how they deal with children. Don't ever let them near them... please. Especially Uncle Torsten.

-Fadl: I suspect he's actually a really good gardener when he puts his mind to it! Perhaps, in his old age, that's what he starts to fill his days with at Thousand Suns--after all, the house was named after the orange trees growing in its gardens and courtyard. So maybe he decides to make it a matter of personal pride that the oranges turn out as smashing as possible. (Omg, I need to use this in a fic! Jaffar shows up and juggles with the oranges; Salsabil and her mother develop a press, Anwar glugs the juice to fuel his dance practice :3) Animals-wise, he is really, really, really big on those horses, as previously established. As a youth and in his early adulthood in Raqqa and Baghdad, he would go to the horse races with Jaffar and cheer at the Barmakid horses he had himself brought up and co-trained. And kick everybody's arses at polo, likewise with horses he'd helped bring up. Children? Don't bring it up with him if you value your life (cf. The Earth's Turning--you'll have to read that one to know why).

-Zainab: sucks at plants, abhors kids, only just gets along with animals, but doesn't really form particularly deep bonds with them. She only has domestic/work animals like horses and camels and donkeys and chickens and hounds and cattle, and has, at some point, had at least one elephant to show off with.

3. Ask them to describe their love interest.

-Laura: “My Daddy is mad, bad and dangerous to know. And I love him; I don't know what I would do without him. And he most certainly wouldn't know what to do without me, either, the aimlessly drifting cad that he is.”

-Fadl: “Zainab is a heathen goddess. And just as capricious and cruel. But I cannot help it--the marvels of her soft, ample curves, golden hair and Hyperborean blue eyes hold me captive. This Viking bitch has well and truly conquered me, and I might as well admit it. But not to other men besides my brother; God, no. A man has to retain at least a façade of dignity, even if in his mistress's bed, he may be as a slave.”

-Zainab: “Lina? She is my little mouse-mouse, my little golden pearl, my everything! She completes me, in possessing all that I lack: a calm and steady temperament and a head for numbers and books. She keeps me sane, cheers me up, is a good conversationalist and on top of that, she is insatiable in bed. I never grow tired of lapping at that delicious little cunny of hers until my mouse-mouse squeaks--what's that? Oh, you wanted to know about *Fadl.* Well, he has his uses, does my bold stallion. But he needs a fair amount of training still. But I am nothing if not an expert at the art of breaking in unruly colts...” *cracks bejewelled, plump little knuckles*

4. Do they look good in red?

You know, at first I thought I'd Photoshop these, but then I realised it'd take me an entire week. So you just get quick and dirty (literally) doodles doodles I ended up fixing in Potatochop for two fucking hours because fuck the messiness coloured pencils engender :P

Laura:

(She doesn‘t wear her hair like that for most of the time in the fics, but I still love drawing her with Bunny’s ginormous Nancy Drew/The Beloved Brat-era cloud of golden curls. And unlike Bunny, she has Torsten’s nose.)

Fadl:

I... kind of got carried away by what Clone Brush/Burn Tool could do, there. He ended up looking as colourful as a medieval European jester. Well, he is a fucking clown, though, so... what the hell.

Zainab:

Glorious red frock over sapphire-blue, diaphanous shalwars! I reckon the belt and the trim on the sleeves is actual gold. Because she could afford it.

But, yeah. I think the girls win this round. Maybe I’ll ‘shop Fadl in red if I find a good bodyshot of the right kind of chap in the right kind of red sherwani or something. But now, I’ve definitely done my arms and hands and back in for the day as far as Photoshop goes, so that’s it for tonight, folks!

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Hello! I'd like to request headcanons for Makoto, Mao, Natsume, Leo, Kanata, Tetora and Keito trying to help their s/o who keeps getting migraines bc of university. I love your blog very much and every post is such a treat! Keep it up!!

Aah thank you so much for thesupport !! I’m happy you like the blog !!! I’m sorry to hear about yourmigraines…. but let’s be honest college is just [endless screaming] here’s to hoping this back to school season goes smoothly for you and that the boyscan heal you even just a little bit ♥ (your matchup is coming up soon too winkwink) - mod mademoiselle

Makoto :

Oh no !!! You’re not feeling good !!He’s going to get super worked up over this !!!

He read a bunch of articles on thenet about migraines and got super worried you might have brain cancer or another highly implausible illness. You had to cheer him up because he wasbawling his eyes out. (He’s banned from looking any symptoms up the net now.)

He likes to have calm, relaxingevenings with you after class ! He’ll get tea ready and silently read his notesfrom the day, cuddled up with you. He tries to send a lot of telepathic “getbetter” signals too !

He often gently massages yourtemples, shoulders and neck. He heard unwinding pressure in those areas canhelp with headaches ! Well, you’re not sure it really works, but at least itdoes feel nice, especially after a long day of classes…

You constantly have to reassure himand tell him you’re doing fine now, because he’s definitely not above getting empathy migraines too…

Mao :

He’s ready. He’s been ready sinceday one. Finally, the medicine he’s been carrying just in case you feel sickproves useful !

He has so much knowledge aboutmedicine and carries a lot wherever he goes, so rest assured : you’ll be fineas long as he’s with you !

Trust him, he gets you. Sometimes,on evenings, you end up slumped over the couch together, lifeless and headaching from the day.

There’s nothing he likes more thannursing you when it gets especially bad. You don’t remember asking him to bringyou dinner in bed, but he’ll do it anyway. He won’t stop at anything if it’s to makeyou feel better !

Expect him to wake up earlier thanyou on mornings, just to slip medicine in your bag. It even comes with a cute post-it note, onwhich he doodled hearts and wrote words of encouragement for the day !

Natsume :

It’s not like he can tease you aboutthis, but he’ll try anyway. He likes commenting that your head hurts onlybecause of how hard you focused while patting your head. Maybe he’s just tryingto comfort you, though… You’re not quite sure.

He’ll help in his own way ! Sincehis classes end earlier, he likes to get dinner ready for when you come home,or order your favorite food. He loves this kind of little attentions that canhelp you cheer up after a long day.

While he’s more than okay withspoon-feeding you medicine, he likes suggesting other types of “home-made remedies”. “You know, little kitten, I’ve heard of another very effectiveway to cure headaches… Maybe you want to try it out ? I can help, you know.”He won’t stop smirking after that.

He won’t let you stay up late atnight. You need to rest ! You already go through a lot and you don’t need to betired the next day. He always has a new scheme up his sleeve to trick you intogoing to bed early. Besides, it helps him sleep at decent hours too, so it’s awin-win situation !

Recently, he’s started to take advantageof your migraines to coax you into doing stuff with him. You should totally go have a bathwith him, because “it should help with headaches”. Well, how could yourefuse him anyway ? Maybe giving him excuses isn’t that bad, from time to time…

Leo :

He’ll be super compassionate whenyou tell him, then forget about it an hour later. Every time you have to remindhim he gasps loudly and apologizes furiously… and then he forgets again.

He loves making up new remedies ofhis own ! And they’re “super-duper extra great !”, too. Like kissing yourforehead five times, or massaging behind your ears, or holding you as tight ashe can for ten minutes… He seems convinced they really do help, although yoususpect he may be doing all that to amuse you.

While he’s usually pretty noisy, hetries to quiet down a bit on evenings, especially on school days. It’s subtle,but he’ll use his headphones when composing a new song on his keyboard, forexample. Well, it’s not like you can stop him from shouting whenever he needsto “evacuate all the stress”, as he says.

He’s the absolute best as suggestingsolutions that are anything but helpful. “So, your migraines come up when you’reat school, right ? Well, why don’t you just stop going ? You can just stay at home and help meout today, wahaha !”

He hates seeing you pushing yourselftoo hard ! He’ll come hugging you in the middle of a super importantassignment, claiming you need a break because “you’re going to die if you worktoo hard !! Trust me !”. It’s not the best for your concentration, but he reallydoes mean well, so you just can’t be angry at him !

Kanata :

He’s very compassionate and likes tocheck how you’re feeling, once in a while. He’s especially worried you might notfeel good and never tell it to avoid bothering others…

His very presence is healing, and ithelps you relax ! Just cuddling quietly on the sofa an evening while watching adocumentary about sea creatures is enough to make you unwind and alleviate a bitof the pression.

He likes to sneak behind you andmassage your temples as you’re doing something else. He’ll also whisper magicwords for the migraines to go away. It’s not like it really works, but if he can get you to smile by doingthis, his mission’s fulfilled !

He’s super careful about you andwill make sure you’re not too anxious because of classes. He’s worried yourbuild-up stress may have a part in this, so he likes to do fun and relaxingthings with you on days off. He wants you to unwind !

He likes herbal and natural remediesas opposed to medicine, and you can expect him to have a cup of your “specialtea” ready for when you come home ! Sipping on it and watching his peacefulsmile at least helps with your tension, and makes for a pretty good evening ritual…

Tetora :

Finally, he gets an opportunity toshow you how cool and manly and reliable and helpful he can be !!! Just leaveit to him, he’s gonna find a miraculous solution in a heartbeat !

Well, he can’t say his plans aregoing well though. His extensive google search didn’t bring up anything useful,the full-course dinner he tried to cook for you turned out inedible, heaccidentally flooded the bathroom by trying to run a bath for you… You’ll haveto settle for headache medicine and the pizza he ordered as a last resort.

He can’t stop moping because hethinks he’s totally powerless against your migraines ! He still puts up abrave, smiling front because he wants you to feel good and relaxed. You alreadyhave enough on your plate and don’t need his whining, especially after a longand painful day…

He knows quite a lot of breathingexercises and likes to practice them with you ! He heard from Kuro that theyhelp with good blood circulation, and that they may even relieve headachessometimes. He also suggested trying meditation, and he can vouch it does havehealing and calming properties !

He showed up at your universityonce, just to bring you medicine. You did swear to him you were going to bealright and that you were used to the pain, but he wouldn’t have any of it !And, well… he hoped you would rely on him a little bit more, after that.

Keito :

If anything, he’s compassionate. Hedefinitely gets you and has occasionally been struggling with migraines too.

He suggested you go get your eyestested, as he’s worried you may need glasses. He’s also been researching extensively tounderstand just why you get those, and if there’s anything he can do to help.

He’s always well-prepared. He alwaysmakes sure you have medicine on hand, gets everything done for you so that youcan relax on evenings and days off, and he likes to call you during lunch breakto ask how you’re doing. He won’t admit it, but he really is worried about you…

He gets weirdly nursing when you’rein pain, and will literally stay at your bedside and make sure you haveeverything you need. You even have to stop him from spoon-feeding you ! Eventhough you assure him you’re not doing that bad,he doesn’t listen to you. He’s determined you need some rest, and he wants tobe the one to care for you in the meantime.

He likes to gently hug you when itgets really bad, holding your hand tight until the pain subsides. He won’t letgo of it, though : he likes it and feels connected to you, that way… Besides,it’s a way for him to show you he cares and that he’s here, by your side !

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