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RIGEL WILDE (headcanons)

Warning: fluff 🥰

When you met him:

• You saw Rigel Wilde at the first day he had attended to school along with his stepsister, Nica. All you knew that they were new both new in this town.

• the first time you actually met him. When you were sitting down in photography class, the teacher made him sit next to you since only available chair next to you.

• As class began and the teacher began speaking to the students. You were paying attention to the teacher speaking not know Rigel was watching you.

• Next day, you went to school and were walking down the hall to your locker. When a football boy bumping into you knocking all of your books to the ground. The footballers laughs walking past you as one of them kicks one of your books. You sighs and knees down to picks up the books, you picked up the books. Then all of sudden, see a book right in front of your face and you looked up to see Rigel. Smiling at you. You thanked him.

When you & Rigel hangout:

• The day that you dropped your books and helped by Rigel was the best day of your life because that day you and became friends.

• Rigel had never been to the movie theater before because he was raised in an orphanage and never been out. You took him to see a scary movie but you kept on jumping on every time jump scared. You calm down when Rigel had his hand on your thighs to calm down and put your hand on top of his.

• He loved going to the movies and seeing the horrors movies because he would comfort you when you got scared.

• you guys go to the movie theater every Friday after school.

• “I think it was a bad idea taking to the movie theater.” You told him.

• “Really? Because I fucking love it.” Rigel smile in respond.

When he asks you to be his girlfriend:

• You and Rigel have know each other for 5 months and got along fine. Every single day he would wait for you at your locker with a strawberry and banana milkshake from your favorite café.

• At your photography class, you were sitting next to Rigel. You listening to your teacher when Rigel whispered into your hear telling you if you wanted to hangout with him. Of course you told him yes.

• Rigel took you out to the beach that was 30 minutes away from the town. He did not peak a word to you as you begged him to tell you but said nothing to you.

• He had both of his hands on top of your eyes covering it up from your view. Rigel guided you towards the picnic, he had Nica set it up for him.

• Once Rigel’s hand takes off from your eyes see that you were at beach and see a picnic set up in front of the sunset. You were surprised by this and you loved. He saw how much you loved and gave him much hope.

• You guys were enjoying the food that he had made for himself and you. He had made your favorite which was a simple tuna melt sandwich with a sprite soda.

• “Be my girlfriend.” Rigel blurted out as you look up at him away from the sun.

• “What?” You wanted to make sure that’s what Rigel said to you. He repeated what he had previously said to you.

• You nodded your head yes and jumped on his lap and Rigel smiled at his new girlfriend not regretting it what he had did. He leaned in and kissed you in the lips. Your soft lips against his and it’s was prefect.

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roosterforme · 3 months

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How Old Are You? | Bob Floyd x OC

Summary: Bob only gets one birthday every four years. When his wife, Molly, realizes it's almost Leap Day, she throws him a party any nine year old would love. And it's the perfect celebration for a thirty-six year old, too.

Warnings: Fluff, adult language, implied smut, 18+

Length: 2500 words

Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Female OC!Molly (this story accompanies The Curveball)

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Bob was half asleep in bed, post orgasm, when the weird conversation started. "So technically you're about to turn nine? Even though you'll be thirty-six? Is that right?"

He cracked his eyes open again as he watched his wife stretch her arms above her head, her nipple piercings glinting in the soft candlelight that had their bedroom aglow. She was nibbling on her lip, and he could practically see her mind working.

"Yeah," he answered cautiously. "Why do you have that expression on your face, Mo? Like you're plotting something scary?"

"I've never plotted something scary a day in my life!" she told him before leaning down and gently biting his bicep. "I was merely considering what I should get you for your special day."

"I don't need anything," he replied quickly, remembering the naked cowboy statue wearing glasses that she gifted to him last year.

"Well," she said, drawing out the single syllable. "That's where I think you're wrong, Bobby."

"Molly, I don't even want anything." Then he had an idea that he hoped would throw her off. "How about you get some pretty new barbells or rings and let me play with them?"

She rolled her eyes. "That would be a gift for me."

He shrugged as she draped herself across him. "Kind of for both of us when you really think about it."

Her soft lips found his jaw as she whispered, "But it's not every day you turn nine, Coach Cute Glasses. You deserve an extra special treat."

He shook his head in exasperation and said, "I'll really be thirty six though."

"Not according to the calendar." She kissed him sweetly before climbing over him to get out of the bed. "I'll go check on Charlie and Flora one last time before we go to sleep." Bob watched her slip his discarded undershirt on and smooth it down over her gorgeous body, perhaps a little more filled out now that they had two kids.

He reached for her hand and said, "Mo, we really need to sell the condo and get a bigger place. They can't share that tiny room forever."

Even though she told him all the time that she loved the condo and didn't want to leave it, she was finally starting to come around. "I think I'm ready to admit that you might be right about that, Uncle Bob."

"Really?" he asked, jolting up in bed.

She nodded and hummed. "Yes. Besides, your birthday party would be a lot easier to plan if we had more space to accommodate all the guests."

Bob groaned and flopped back down again, and Molly removed his glasses for him. "I don't need a birthday party," he insisted. "I just want a nice, quiet evening with you and the kids. Maybe your sister, Ev and Bradley, too, but that's it."

"We'll see," she replied before leaving the bedroom with a wicked smirk on her face.

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"Can you get to my sister's house by noon on your birthday? For your party?" Molly asked as she watched Bob feed a mashed up banana to their one year old daughter.

"I thought we ended that discussion with us both accepting the fact that I do not need a birthday party."

"Yeah... it's too late for that," she replied easily as she and Charlie both ate their own dinners. Molly's favorite hobby was keeping her husband on his toes. She figured his life would be sad and boring without her in it, and since he chose to be with her, he must have a deep-seated love for nonsense. She always made sure to bring it out for him, especially for his birthday.

He gave her a stern look. "It's just a small party, right?"

"Sure, Bobby."

"I don't believe you."

"Oh come on," she whined. "This is your first real birthday since we met!"

She knew he would crack. He gave her what she wanted the vast majority of the time anyway, but when she whined for something harmless, it was always hers.

"Fine."

And with that single word, Molly executed the most epic ninth birthday anyone could ever have. She called the vendors. She ordered the piñata. She invited the guests. She procured a balloon arch. And on Bob's birthday, her own sister and brother-in-law were looking at her with shocked expressions from their back deck when she started setting things up at eight in the morning.

"I thought this was going to be a small party?" Bradley asked as he watched her assemble the red and yellow balloon arch.

Molly just laughed. "That's just what I told Bob. I lied. The pony should be arriving soon."

"Pony?" gasped her sister. "I'm sorry, I must have misheard. Did you say a pony is arriving?"

"Yes," Molly said, speaking a little louder now to make her point. "How the hell are we supposed to have a cowboy birthday party without pony rides?"

Then Everett came tearing out onto the back deck, still in his pajamas, shouting, "Someone is bringing a horse around from the driveway!"

"See?" Molly asked as the pony and handler appeared in the backyard. "Ev is excited. He has good taste."

"He's ten!" Bradley snapped as he went running across the yard. "Is this thing going to tear up the grass that I spent months watering so it looked this nice?" But as soon as he saw how excited Everett was to pet the cute animal, Molly knew her brother-in-law would be on her side. It was just her sister glaring at her now.

"Whatever you mess up out here, you need to clean up. That includes the horse poop!"

"It's just a pony," Molly assured her, although the animal was a lot bigger than she expected. And yes, it was actually pooping. "It's fine. It'll be fine."

She was hoping it would be fine.

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When Bob buckled Charlie and Flora back into their car seats in his truck at Myers park, he checked the time. It was almost noon. "Oh god," he groaned as he opened the driver's door. He had no idea what to expect, but the text from Bradley about how he was going to need help filling in the hoof prints in their yard next week had him on edge.

"Birthday party!" Charlie cheered from the backseat as Bob pulled out onto the main road. Molly had been talking about it so much, their son kept saying it over and over.

"That's right," Bob told him calmly. "But I'm pretty sure Mommy went bananas over the entire thing."

"Nana!" Flora crooned before she burst into tears. He should have known better than to mention her favorite food right in front of her like that. So he drove to his sister-in-law and brother-in-law's house with one delighted child and one who was crying hysterically. When he pulled down their block, there was absolutely nowhere to park, and there was a horse trailer parked right in front of the house.

"Oh, no. No no no. Molly, no," he whispered. When he got closer, he saw the massive banner hanging on the porch that said Happy Birthday, Cowboy Bob. He had to squeeze his truck into the driveway behind the familiar blue Bronco while he gaped at the sight before him.

"Horse!" Charlie screeched. He wasn't wrong. There was some sort of pony walking around the backyard with Everett perched on top of the saddle wearing a cowboy hat. "I want the horse!"

"Okay," Bob told him as he shook his head and climbed out of the truck. He walked around to the back of the house with one child in each arm, and thankfully when Flora saw the pony, she stopped crying, perhaps out of fear.

"Bob!" Molly shouted over the classic country music that was playing as she popped out of the enormous rodeo themed bounce house and ran to him. Literally everyone he'd ever seen in his life seemed to be here, and they were all wearing cowboy hats. Everyone from work was here. Like everyone. Cyclone was wearing a cowboy hat and drinking a beer. Bob thought he saw the doctor that Molly worked with who delivered both of their children. His parents and both of his sisters were here. His niece Piper was taking a turn riding the pony. There were indeed hoof prints in the yard.

Then Molly was somehow in his arms along with both kids, and she was kissing his neck as she said, "Happy birthday," in a voice that would have been a lot more appropriate for their bedroom.

"Mo," he said, shaking his head. "There's a pony. It's making Bradley look constipated."

She just rolled her eyes in response. "He'll get over it as soon as I offer to watch Everett for a few days over spring break so he and my sister can go away and do nasty stuff to each other."

Bob just smiled down at her and said, "You told me this would be a small affair."

"I guess I lied. Oops. Come say hi to Phoenix." She dragged him up onto the deck where Natasha took both kids from him with a kiss to his cheek, and then Molly was yanking his shirt over his head.

"What are you doing?" he asked, standing there in his undershirt with his glasses askew. But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, she was pulling another shirt over his head. It said Birthday Cowboy, and there was a number 9 that looked like it was shaped out of rope.

And that's when everyone started hugging him and running around to get him drinks and chat with him. Mickey was wearing cowboy boots and a cow print vest. Maverick was teaching the kids how to line dance. Bradley's scowl had started to ease up since Everett seemed to be having the time of his life.

"Happy birthday, Uncle Bob," Everett said when he walked over. He hugged Bob and added, "Your birthday party is my favorite birthday party ever, and I can't believe it's in my yard!"

"Thanks, Ev," he replied with a laugh as he watched Molly and Flora dancing with Javy. "It is pretty cool."

"Happy birthday, Bob," his sister-in-law said, handing him a card. "You can open it later. We got you opening day tickets for the Padres. Also, I'm so sorry that my sister is so chaotic, but you should have known what you were getting into when you started dating her."

Bob accepted another kiss on his cheek. "She really can't be stopped once she gets going."

"It's a waste of time to even try. Might as well sit back and enjoy the show."

He did, and the looser he got, the more fun he started to have. He pet the pony while Piper rode around on it. He smashed open a cowboy piñata with one of Everett's baseball bats. He jumped in the bounce house with Charlie and Everett, and Bradley even joined them.

"I'll help you fix your yard next week," Bob promised as Everett did a backflip.

Bradley just laughed and said, "It's hard to be mad about it when Molly just wants everyone to have the time of their life. You're very lucky. Also, I don't know how you deal with her on a daily basis."

Bob laughed, too. "Sometimes I just take it one hour at a time."

"Get ready for cake!" Molly shouted, and it took five people to carry out the biggest sheet cake he'd ever seen in his life. It was cow print and decorated with boots and spurs, and said Happy 9th Birthday, Cowboy Bob!

After he blew out the nine candles he reached for Molly. "Thank you," he whispered, kissing her softly. "I didn't know I needed a ninth birthday party, but I guess I really did."

"You're only a kid once, Bobby," she replied, smiling against his lips.

"You do know I'm actually thirty-six, right?" he asked, pulling her snug against him as her sister started to cut up the cake.

"Not according to the calendar," she responded, patting him gently on the cheek. "Your mom and I had a lovely conversation about how terrible you look for your age."

He tried not to smile, but it was useless. "I'm actually having the best day, Mo."

"I knew it all along."

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Both kids were sound asleep as soon as Molly tucked them into bed. Charlie went on a sugar high and then crashed, and Flora was played with and held by seemingly everyone at the party. They would probably sleep for a solid twelve hours. Which was good, because Molly wanted to give her husband the rest of his birthday presents.

She found him in their bedroom where he was opening up the cards he got with a soft smile on his face. "You have so many friends," she told him, and he turned to look at her. "Everyone loves Bob Floyd."

He actually blushed which made her want to rip all of his clothing to shreds and have her way with him. He shook his head slightly and said, "Everyone loves the amazing Molly Floyd and her beautiful imagination."

"Bobby," she moaned softly, taking the card from his hand and wrapping her arms around him. "Tell me more about how amazing I am."

He laughed and whispered, "You threw me the equivalent of a kids' ninth birthday party, just because you could. My dad participated in the pie eating contest. My mom learned how to line dance. Bradley almost popped a vein in his forehead. It was wonderful."

She sighed in contentment. "In four more years when you turn ten, we'll be in a bigger house, and we can host your party there. But we'll have to wait and see if you're still into cowboys or if your interests change, Kiddo. Now will you please open your present from me? And put on your cowboy hat? I've always wanted to suck a real cowboy's cock."

Bob grinned. "Molly, you suck my cock when I'm wearing my cowboy hat all the time."

"But you've never had assless chaps before."

Bob let out a strangled sound, and when he opened the box that was wrapped in cowboy paper, there were in fact assless chaps inside. "Please, please, please put them on," Molly moaned. "God, I feel like it's my birthday."

As soon as she started whining, he always gave her what she wanted. It was impossible not to. Five minutes later, Bob was standing in the middle of the bedroom wearing the chaps, his birthday shirt, and his old cowboy hat. Molly was panting and biting her knuckle, already obviously raring to go down on him, which just made him harder.

But she took a step toward him and then stopped, a devilish smirk on his face. "Now wait. I'm having a bit of a moral dilemma with you in that shirt. How old are you again?"

"I'm thirty-six," he replied blandly.

"You sure about that, Cowboy Bob?"

"Molly! I'm thirty-six!"

"Okay, okay. Just checking," she said, reaching for the bottom of his shirt. "But let's just remove this anyway."

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I had a blast revisiting these two! I'm so deeply in love with Molly. I hope you enjoyed Bob's birthday celebration. Thanks for reading! And thanks @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls

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atlasscrumpit · 11 months

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I NEED A PLATONIC YANDERE MIGUEL O'HARA STORY WHERE SHE IS FRIENDS WITH MILES AND GWEN AND SHE IS ALSO SPIDER-MAN AND WHEN HE MEETS HER, HE THINKS OF HER AS A DAUGHTER AND FEELS THE NEED TO PROTECT HER FROM HARM BUT THE OTHER SPIDERMEN (Gwen, Miles, and Peter) SENSE HE'S UP TO NO GOOD AND TRY TO STOP HIM (it's totally okay if you choose not to write this)

Warning

You sat at the diner across from Peter and Miles with Gwen beside you.

"So, this Miguel guy is pretty scary, huh?" You muttered while you poked at the vanilla ice cream in front of you.

"Yeah, but just let us talk to him okay? And Miles do not say a word because he will punch you in the head again." Gwen said making you chuckle softly.

"Miguel always makes me feel like I need to exercise more. Even just standing next to the guy I feel fat." He muttered as the rest of you laughed.

You heard the door to the diner open and a tall man walked in, it felt like the entire room went cold when he walked in.

He saw the familiar spider people and walked over, Miles squished in beside me so Miguel could sit next to Peter.

"A diner? Really?" He grumbled, unamused as he looked at you.

"Who are you?" He grumbled as you looked back at him.

"Um, I'm Y/N." You replied as he studied you.

Everyone began to talk while you continued to eat, Miguel wouldn't stop glancing at you the whole time.

Eventually Gwen and Miles went to go home, you stayed back with Peter because you came from the same universe so he always made sure you got home safe.

Peter and Miguel dragged on about stuff you didn't care about. Miguel was now sitting next to you so he could face Peter.

You were exhausted and slowly leant your head on Miguel's shoulder and closed your eyes.

After talking for even longer they realised you were asleep.

"What's her story?" Miguel asked, glancing down at your sleeping face.

"Bitten by a radioactive red-back, caused her to produce venom from her mouth and she accidentally killed her family." Peter replied as Miguel looked at him in shock.

"Who does she live with now?" Miguel asked looking back to Peter.

"She 19, she just lives on her own." Peter replied as Miguel thought for a little while.

"Anyway, I should be getting her back home." Peter said as they began to stand up.

"I can take her back, it's easier for me. You need to get back to your family." Miguel said as Peter looked at him and then you.

"Sure, but if anything happens to her Miles and Gwen will kill you." Peter replied before Miguel picked you up in his arms.

"Don't worry, she's in good hands." Miguel replied before Peter left.

Miguel looked down at your sleeping face and smiled softly.

You woke up when you felt a sudden rush of something, like a gust of wind.

Your senses were going wild before you opened your eyes to see Miguel above you.

"Where are we?" You muttered before he placed you down on your bed.

"We're at your apartment. It's a mess here." He muttered looking around as you glared at him.

"Rude... Being a hero doesn't exactly pay." You muttered climbing into your bed and under the covers.

"At least keep it a little tidy." He scolded as you looked up at him.

"Thank you for the ride, I'll see you later, Miguel." You tried as he chuckled a little.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

You woke up the next morning hearing someone in your kitchen.

You quickly leapt up ready for a fight before you saw it was Miguel.

"What the hell are you doing here?" You said in shock as he looked back at you.

"I'm making breakfast." He said casually as you continued to stare at him.

"Why are you saying it so casually! You're just in my apartment? I barely know you!" You scolded as he chuckled softly.

"All I found in your kitchen was old pop tarts. You think that's a good breakfast for a spider-girl like you?" He said as you watched him make banana pancakes.

They did look yummy.

"Spider-Woman, not girl." You corrected making him chuckle softly.

"You're still just a kid." He replied before you sat down and watched him cook.

"Well, since you already started cooking I won't stop you."

You had met up with Gwen and Miles again.

"He was just standing in your kitchen?" Miles muttered as you shrugged.

"Yeah... It was weird but the pancakes he made were really good." You replied as they looked at you with worry.

"Be careful with him, Y/N. When he loses his temper he can be a pretty scary guy..." Gwen said as you thought for a bit.

"I'll keep my guard up."

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midheavenastrology · 2 years

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Random Astrology Observations # 3

~hey y’all back with some rando astrovations 😇 these ones are pretty personal placements 🍀

Thank u so much 444 reading 💜💜💜

❁❁❁Is it because I have Chiron in Gemini that I’m always cold around my arms and shoulders 💪 when it’s cold 🥶 outside, like I’ll legit be wearing a short skirt with no tights but have three layers on top with a thick ass coat but I’ll only be cold around my arms and shoulders+hands !!! what is this sorcery ? 🤨

✾✾✾Having both Venus AND mars in the 11th house is both beneficial and unfortunate because 11th house is the internet, it’s ur hopes+dreams and friends. This means when you achieve ur dream life, u might have tons of people loving it for you (Venus) while the other half will give you the evil eye (mars) 🧿. This also brings in haters/rivals (mars) but also huge fans/besties (Venus) on the internet.

✿✿✿Gemini and Virgo placements (honorary mention Sagittarius placements) how many tabs u got open on safari rn ? I’m a Virgo moon and I got 153 rn lol 😆

❀❀❀Someone said being a life path number 8 isn’t about obtaining power but it’s about EMPOWERING others and that really hit. My personal fave thing to do is gas peeps up. It’s like that weeknd song ♬star girl♬ “I just wanna see u shine cus I know u are a star girl~” ✨🥹✨

✯✯✯Taurus placements are just as “gothic” and dark as Scorpio placements - remember they’re sister signs so they’re similar yet different. Taurus tends to express it more in how they dress/how it manifests in their physical realm. Like my Taurus sun ex was covered in tattoos and wore all black all the time. For Scorpio its def more internal. I know tons of Scorpio suns who wear bright colors and floral patterns lol. They actually tend to have more of an aversion to scary things- like horror movies and death metal etc. I think it’s because they feel it internally already so they don’t need the outer world to affirm it for them.

★★★ Mutable signs are actual legit crazy tho- lol, if you have a ton of mutable placements, you’re probs a little coo coo bananas and that’s ok. I’m mutable dominant and I get called out for changing my mind every two seconds ! Probs broke some hearts because I’d be obsessed with someone one minute and next my pisces venus will be like ..hmm maybe not..Oops 😬😅

✦✦✦Did u know most serial killers are mutable signs ? It’s because our mood are changeable, as are our personalities. One minute they think they’re doin a sin and the next they’re like “oh I’m eating this man’s heart and it’s cool” 😂

✩✩✩ Speaking of which did u know ur mood changes from day to night ? I think u embody ur sun sign in the daytime and moon sign at night. They say that you also embody ur moon sign when ur inebriated. Lol

✦✦✦ I’m so tired of the stereotype that Virgos are all clean, anal neatfreaks- I actually find virgo placements to be some of the most interesting people I’ve ever met. True freaks (not neat freaks thank u- although that stereotype is actual truth lol) They get this rep for being these bookish, boring germaphobes but if u dive rly deep they’re visionaries- they notice everything, every little detail of ur stupid life. They probably know u better than u know yourself.

★★★Also they have the BEST style- probs because again they notice all the details-they study every fabric, every style icon, touch all the different textures and come to a style that is completely their own.

❏❏❏I’m sorry but if u have Taurus + Libra placements prominently in ur chart, u really DO care about how ur partner looks- physically. Like it’s rly hard 4 u to date someone who isn’t ur type physically. It’s because of the Venusian influence. Again, the low vibration of Venus is vanity. We are attracted to beauty like moths to a flame 🔥

☾☾☾ having lots of oppositions in ur chart can make you feel one way but act completely different. For ex: moon opposition Venus manifests as someone who wants to be a quite pleasant and charming, in fact you probs are naturally a charmer and really lovely to be around, yet you don’t allow yourself to express it emotionally.

✪︎︎✪︎︎✪︎︎Libra placements are such devils advocates lol. 😈 It’s def because you see two sides to everything, just like Gemini (also devils advocates) you can empathize with the other, so when ur friend is bitching to u about someone, u see the opposing sides view as well and try to “justify” their perspective. Hence the scales of balance ⚖️ that’s why a lot of y’all are lawyers lol

✡︎✡︎✡︎ 8th house placements are ur secret superpower 🦸‍♀️ 8th house is power, 8th house is dying and coming back stronger, like the Phoenix rising from the ashes 🔥 for ex: I have Uranus in Sagittarius in the 8th house: my power:shared resource that I gift is the awakening of ur higher mind. (Sagittarius is the sign of the higher mind and Uranus is the great awakener) I basically open ur third eye 👁 wide open lol (legit tho, my friends who have become closer to me have progressively become more spiritual and witchy since meeting me lol) tell me what ur 8th house placement is in the comments ✨✨✨⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️💪😉⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

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luboy7rt · 16 days

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What Animal Los Vaqueros (+ Valeria) Would Randomly Bring Home To You (Headcanons)

(Remember This is just what I (My headcanons), enjoy reading!)(Could be seen as Platonic, Romantic?) (GN Reader) (Alejandro, Rodolfo and Valeria)

Alejandro Vargas

- Where did Alejandro find a literal donkey? Neither of you knew, even Alejandro himself didn't know as he walks through the front door, his arms crossed as he watched the donkey peek her head into the kitchen window, pushing her face up against it to see in.

- When Alejandro spots you, his eyes open a bit wide as he bit his inner cheek, before scrambling to make an excuse. He came up with nothing and just admitted he found her while on a mission, and she was hungry and wouldn't stop chewing on Alejandro's shirt.

- Alejandro would chuckle and ask you for some help, cutting up some apples, carrots and bananas for the donkey who tried to get through the front door. Alejandro quickly ran off to ensure she didn't do that.. moving the donkey to the backyard instead.

- He's actually pretty decent at taking care of the donkey, and teased you, asking if you want to feed or ride her. He's joking, please don't ride the donkey, if you do.. He's standing right next to you, prepared to catch you or calm the donkey down so both you and the donkey will be safe.

- Alejandro's willing to find a new farm or home for the donkey if you don't like her, he would indeed tease You about it though, you don't like that cutie of a donkey? Cue the donkey trying to get through the front door, or looking through the kitchen at 3AM, when you go down for a glass of water, you just see eyes peering at you through the window, like hey... whatcha doing here?

- If you do let the donkey stay, cool. New pet, when Alejandro's home, he does care for her, feeds her every morning, brushes her, ensures she's cared for.

- (Alejandro basically just stole a donkey from someone) he shrugs and says he Just found her wandering far from any cities, and she was now his as he didn't find any owners around back then, he definitely wasn't finding one now.

- You will hear the donkey squeal or grunt throughout the night, or early in the morning, It is annoying at first, and you may never get used to It. Alejandro would get agitated after a few mornings of being back from missions and waking up to the donkey making weird noises outside because she got used to being fed whenever she was loud enough so now it became a habit.

- Alejandro would eventually get a small stall built for the donkey, makes it comfortable but also cute looking from the outside. (Also puts extra food to just attempt for the donkey to quiet down the neighbors have complained. You might be too, Alejandro is definitely grumbley about her being so loud, but puts up with it.

- Also ensures there is plenty of room for the donkey to do what she pleases.

- Alejandro once loudly screeched in the middle of the night, you scrambled out of bed when you heard it. Finding the man murmuring in Spanish, throwing insults and curses at the donkey who had her snout pressed against the window, the moon reflecting her eyes to make it ‘scary’ looking if you weren't paying attention.

If you laugh at him he would give you an unhappy half-glare, gently pushed your laughing face away from him as he shook his head, having had thought you put the donkey away in her pen earlier as it was 2AM.

If you attempt to ‘comfort’ him, he's looking away with a tiny blush on his face while laughing, pulling you close while shaking his head, he would put his hand to the window, and knock to get the donkey to go back to her stall that she somehow escaped.

If you just stayed in bed, he's thankful, at least you didn't hear that. But also, why aren't you getting up when you hear that he screeched, he doesn't know if that's a good or bad thing, a tiny bit offended.

Rodolfo:

- Rudy was picking you up in his car, a little squirmy as you got in the passenger seat, a little blanket on his lap, murmuring quietly to himself, a little distracted.

- If you ask what was ‘wrong’ Rudy would smile awkwardly and pull the blanket back a little bit, showing the little rabbit with one ear on his lap, the rabbit fast asleep.

- He would indeed let you hold the rabbit on your lap instead as he drives, he calls the rabbit ‘Stompy’ as the rabbit stomps around to move. He would smile at you, watching you in the passage seat at a stop sign, he would move to pat your head.. then Stompy's head then going back to driving.

- What You didn't know.. there was two more at home, waiting for you. Three baby rabbits, Stompy (who just got home from the vet due to their ear), Chirps, and Flumpy, all siblings. Rudy would give a awkward and sheepish smile while rubbing your shoulder, like a ‘Please, don't be upset with this choice I made’ look on his face.

- If you do like the rabbits, great, Rudy is happy with keeping them, he takes all responsibility when he isn't working. He smiles warmly everytime he sees them, gets a little silently giddy about the fact he was the one to save these rabbits.

- If you don't like the rabbits, he will sigh quiet, but will figure out where to rehome these rabbits, will be upset for a little while, but wouldn't take it out on you. He would still smile sadly at you, but try his best to be supportive. If you have an allergy, he feels less bad about it, and willingly brought them to a new home.

- Rudy would always place the rabbits on you, gently nudging one of rabbits snout against your cheek or your jaw with a smile, would either make a little ‘bonk’ or ‘mwah’ noise when he does.. then places a kiss on your head.

- Rudy does Make little cages for them, ones capable of being a ‘safe place’ for the rabbits, a soft little home for them in his house for then to sleep. Usually lets them ‘free’ around the house, you both could hear Stompy stomp about, always makes sure to keep an eye on the three rabbits.

- His eyes would soften every time he spots you cuddling, holding, or playing with one of the rabbits, his whole body and face relaxing as he never informs you that he is watching from the doorway, just watching quietly with a soft smile on his face.

- You would catch Rudy cutting up carrots to feed them as snacks throughout the day, quietly murmuring praise to the rabbits who followed him around, he would spot you and chuckle, looking a tad bit red as he would smile but quiet down when he was ‘caught’.

Valeria:

- Valeria walks into the house confidently, smiling proudly as she holds a baby fox in her hands. Tilting her head and raising an eyebrow at you, like A silent ask I'd you were bold enough to question what she had done and where she had gotten a baby fox.

- If you don't she keeps smiling, scratching behind the baby fox’s ears, allowing you to pet him as well, but if you do ask to do so, she grabs your hand to pet the fox for you.

- Valeria illegally bought this fox, (the people who sold him have been.. dealt with as well) a beautiful little baby fox with a few small white spots on his orange fur. She held him like he was a new trophy she would bring home to you.

- If you don't like the fox, she will make a face.. Fine, perhaps she could keep the fox at her base instead of home, she will make a proper area for him, that you wouldn't be around.

- If you do like the fox, Valeria looks quite smug, humming in answer as she allows the fox to roam in the home, giving him his own little room. She would ensure his comfort, safety and also give him the best treatment no other animal would ever get.

- You often find Valeria talking on the phone with this little fox on her lap, she could go from harshly ordering people around to talking calmly as if not to scare the fox. The fox gets used to It, your hand could pet his head whilst Valeria's distracted, she would allow you to do what you please as long as you don't bring the fox outside the gated backyard.

- Valeria treats this fox like her baby, like something that is now apart of her vast collection of things she adores.

- Valeria would randomly bring the baby fox to you, placing him on your lap and telling you to go feed him or go play with him because she's busy and unable or (she just doesn't want to) do it herself. She’d make it up to you later, perhaps a favor.. you want to be done?

- If you are holding or cuddling with the little fox, Valeria would randomly walk past, booping his nose, waiting for a moment, before doing the same to you and then going back to doing what she was doing. No questions asked, none will be answered.

#Alejandro Vargas x reader #Rodolfo parra x reader #Valeria Garza x female reader #alejandro vargas x female reader #alejandro vargas x male reader #rodolfo parra x gn reader #rudy parra x gn reader #rodolfo parra headcanons #rodolfo parra x male reader #alejandro vargas headcanons #valeria garza x gn reader #Valeria Garza headcanons #COD x gn reader #COD x reader #alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #rudy parra #Valeria Garza

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tagged by @theosconfessions & @simmenycricket, thanks guys! ❤️

oc deep dive with samson grey

What uncommon/common fear do they have? deep waters! even tho he love fishing, swimming and take (skinny) dips, he find really big deep waters scary. sinken ships? brrrrrr! i don't see him taking diving lessons any day soon.

Do they have any pet peeves? sims that interrupt other sims while they are talking and when he was living in big cities: traffic jams! never happens in moonwood! lol

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? a lot of books, a cap collection and condoms 😏

What do they notice first in a person? their posture, it can tell a lot about a sim, but also eyes and hair. (especially brunettes)

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? 7-8? he pretty much get bruised every day from work

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? fight!

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? he's not from a big family, he's the only child BUT def. a family sim and he wants one of his own

What animal represents them best? dah! everyone in moonwood mills is a wolf! ;)

What is a smell that they dislike? strong perfumes, they make him sneeze

Have they broken any bones? 1. nose (rugby) 2. second toe, left foot (heavy plank falling down on him at age 16)

How would a stranger likely describe them? friendly, calm, reserved

Are they a night owl or a morning bird? morning! (and early sleeper)

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? not a fan of bananas, too sweet and mushy. as the manly man he is, (HA!) he love heat, all kind of strong chili! (he enjoy watching hot ones on simtube, and would secretly want to try all the wings himself)

Do they have any hobbies? running, fishing, like outdoorsy stuff, reading

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? he would be a good sport but he doesn't like being in the centre of attention

Do they like to wear jewelry? not really, he has a couple of necklaces, but wouldn't mind a ring 🙃

Do they have neat or messy handwriting?

What are two emotions they feel the most? restless >< calm

Do they have a favorite fabric? denim

What kind of accent do they have? moonwoodish

let's do this @zosa95 @jayveesim @deardiaryts4 @nilonne & @sirianasims (no pressure ;))

#sims 4 #tagging game #samson extras #character building

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writingduhh · 7 months

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Jschlatt Halloween / Fall HC’s

I hope this is all right… LOVE YOU GUYS SM THANKS FOR READING ❤️❤️

Pairing: Schlatt x Y/n

Type: Fluff

▷ You and schlatt enjoy teasing each other as you brainstorm costume ideas. Schlatt might suggest something outrageously silly, like a giant banana, while you counters with a proposal for a matching peanut butter jar… (if you know you know..) After much laughter and playful banter, you’d settle on your quirky and obscure, couple's costume.

▷ Insisting schlatt wears at least one of the multiple flannels you had bought him. After all, he looked like a handsome lumberjack… 🫣

▷ You can't get enough of pumpkin spice, so Schlatt goes along with it, sometimes pretending he hates it. You indulge in pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin pie, and even attempt to make pumpkin spice-flavored dinner dishes. It's all in the name of celebrating the season, even if Schlatt makes sarcastic remarks about it.

▷ Each Halloween you and schlatt have a pumpkin carving contest… We’ll, more like a race with this boy. After the set time runs out it’s time to reveal your masterpieces. Schlatt’s is always entertaining to see the least…

▷ Being known for his bravery and ruggedness, Schlatt insists on visiting a haunted house. Though you weren’t too keen on haunted houses, you gave in to his enthusiasm.

"I'm so nervous," you whispered, clutching Schlatt's arm tightly as you both ventured through the large entrance of the haunted attraction.

“Don’t worry hun, I’m here.” He smirks, snaking an arm around your waist before pulling you close.

As you wandered through the park, actors in elaborate costumes often approached you. Yet, their initial enthusiasm would dim once they caught sight of Schlatt's intimidating, stern expression, making them rethink any plans of startling you. It was the least he could do, knowing you had already reluctantly agreed to go in the first place.

And then came the pivotal moment – the entrance to the haunted house. Your reluctance to enter was palpable, and Schlatt recognized it immediately. With a reassuring squeeze of your hand, he offered a tight-lipped smile, silently letting you know that he was there to protect you.

The haunted house loomed ominously ahead, filled with dark corridors, eerie soundscapes, and costumed actors eager to terrify. Yet, with Schlatt at your side, you found a newfound sense of confidence. As you stepped across the threshold into the chilling unknown, you knew that you had a loyal protector by your side, determined to make this spine-tingling adventure as enjoyable as possible.

“Wow, that was actually really fun!” You admit, walking hand in hand out of the haunted amusement park.

Schlatt couldn’t help but smugly smile knowing his tough guy persona had paid off.

“I told ya toots, I’m always here.” He grinned, kissing your cheek.

▷ To end each October day, the two of you curl up in bed and listen to a scary story podcast. Schlatt jokingly dismisses the stories as "not scary enough," while he discreetly clings onto your torso.

▷ Due to the cooling effect of autumn, you find yourself ‘stealing’ schlatts hoodies more than usual. Once he takes not of this he definitely starts buying more hoodies, making sure there’s always an extra one for you to take.

▷ Once Halloween night comes to a close, the two of you curl up together on the couch, exchanging candies and stories about their Halloween adventures. Schlatt might jokingly complain about you’re "stealing" all the best treats, leading to adorable candy-sharing moments and sweet smiles.

▷ As the nighttime slowly starts bleeding into daylight you both decided it was time for bed.

“Cmon, get up lazy bones.” Schlatt grumbles, stretching his arms as he got off the couch.

“Mm no. I’m too comfy. “

With a playful sigh, schlatt gingerly scooped you up in his arms. “Alright sleepy (girl/boy/babe.) Let’s get you to bed.” Contently you rested your head on his shoulder as he gently carried you to your shared bedroom.

Once in your bedroom, schlatt softly placed you down before laying beside you. Instinctively he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close to his chest.

#chuckle sandwich #chuckle sammy #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt fluff #jschlatt imagines #jschlatt headcanons #jschlatt imagine #jschlatt fanfic #jschlatt x you #jschlatt #schlatt hcs #schlatt imagine #schlatt x reader #schlatt

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[OC] Ninomiya Kurumi - Character Profile

🎀The charming and outgoing fashionista who's obsessed with anything cute! Ninomiya Kurumi!🎀

You can go to this link from our Oniyanagi Wiki site for her full character page!

"You see, I’ve always been a huge fan of cute things!"

Kurumi is one of the two 10th generation bosses of the Oniyanagi yakuza family (alongside her twin, Kana). She is a very energetic and friendly teenager, as well as a skilled martial artist.

Age: 14 Birthday: October 18 Zodiac Sign: ♎︎Libra Height: 158cm Weight: 46kg Gender: ? County of origin: Japan MBTI: ESFP Favorite Fruit: Peach Favorite cake: Peach/Apple/Banana-flavored cakes, Strawberry shortcake, Cheesecake

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PERSONALITY: She has a bad case of cute aggression!

Kurumi has an energetic and outgoing nature that makes it easy for her to make friends and connections. A very prominent obsession that she has is with all things that are cute, broadly ranging from fashion to adorable trinkets. Yes, even cute people are included too.

Despite her carefree demeanor, Kurumi can be surprisingly mature and reflective, often acting as a mediator when there are serious conflicts in her Family and being observant of its overall condition. When someone outside the Family starts becoming too close, she seems to start distancing herself.

SPECIALTY: She has dangerous superhuman strength, please use caution when hugging!

Kurumi inherited an extraordinary muscle constitution that grants her immense strength, enough to effortlessly handle a greatsword that's almost her size. If she is not careful in controlling her strength, she might end up breaking some bones if she gets carried away while hugging a normal person. This inherent characteristic of hers plus her martial arts are a deadly combination.

DAILY LIFE: Despite certain difficulties, she wants to become someone who can live true to herself.

At her new school, there are always various troubles and problems brewing around (may or may not be partly caused by her or her besties), but she always tries her best to help out her friends with a smile! After everything is settled, a nice trip to the shopping district with Kyoko and Haru wipes any remaining exhaustion off. Maybe they could even visit a cafe right after!

RELATIONSHIPS: A new school comes with new friendships!

Reborn: A cute and strong baby! He can be scary sometimes, though.

Tsuna: A cute future mafia boss! My first friend in Namimori too! Don't worry, I'll help you with Kyoko-chan!

Kyoko: She's such a cute girl! I hope we can spend more time together.

Haru: Another cute girl! She even asked me to do a cosplay collaboration project together!

Lambo: Another cute baby! He's just like a little brother to me. I'll take care of you, Lambo-chan!

I-pin: Such a nice cute little baby! Even Yui is fond of her. I'll take care of you too, I-pin-chan!

Bianchi: She's cute, but more than that, she's very cool too! But...You got it wrong Nee-san, my cooking isn't supposed to be poison cooking ueee 🥲

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If you read up to this point, then thank you so much for taking the time to do so! For these character profiles, I'll try to follow the style of the Vongola 77 profiles so that I can have a format to follow and stop myself from going too overboard haha. All information above (and in the wiki right now) only captures her character around the beginning of Daily Life Arc.

Any questions about her or the story is very much appreciated! (Please, the amount of serotonin boost is insane when I get OC asks! Yuipachi-sensei will answer it for you too hehe - I'm IP with an ask rn too ^o^)

When I finish Kana's character sheet, thinking of doing a second batch of outfit sheets for the twins with their non-school uniform outfits. Maybe their "mission" outfit and one set of casual clothes for each of them.

For credits, all Oniyanagi OCs are by me and @amiahoshi! While for the intro audio, Kurumi is voiced by erushaVA and I also got the background music here from MusMus!

Note: I finally un-privated the Oniyanagi wiki. Whenever I'm inactive/on hiatus, this place is my hideout to recharge. Kind of like the "Do it for her" meme, except I'm staring at my OC's page and gallery. Anyway, you'll see me hanging around there when I'm not in socmed, unless IRL reaaalllly decides to suck A LOT lmaoo

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #khr oc #khre #ninomiya kurumi #oc #original character #oniyanagi #einart #the full tl of the audio clip is on the wiki btw!#☢️fangirling tags ahead 🫡 stay safe 🫡#MY BBG!!!#she has a full color character sheet and a voice 🥹🥹💖#someday i'll learn how to animate too #local oc artist fights for her life to improve her art skills out of love and affection for her ocs #also ive always been eyeing eru with voicing knrm for so long so im happy i got to save up enough to comm her for this!#me personally i prob replayed this audio at least 63 times #trying to engrave krm's voice onto the frontal lobe of my brain #outfit designs after those two extra outfits highly likely won't be colored unless it's like the main outfit for a major arc but who knows #bc my brain likes being extra with the ocs a lot of the time #i do have 1 problem and that is.....idk how i'll post this on twt and ig in a format i'll like....lmao

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Back to the Future Part II, The Novel by Craig Shaw Gardner: Thoughts, commentary, and general ramblings

Part 1: An Interesting Start

About a year ago, I picked up a copy of the ridiculous, off-the-walls novelization of the first Back to the Future and had a thoroughly enjoyable time, which I documented in a series of posts (you can check out here).

Well, guess who got her hands on the Part II novel? And while it's not nearly as wild as the one written by George Gipe, the few chapters I've read have been fun, so I decided to make posts to go along as I read. Let's jump right in.

• The book begins with a recap of the major events of the first movie, then catches up with Marty on the morning he wakes up to find that his life is now very different. As Marty thinks about the changes in his parents, he recalls the versions of them he had grown up knowing. There’s description of what a pushover George was, followed by this: “And his mother had reacted to all of this by quietly stepping back from life. she had also started drinking more than she should. They had both been good parents, had raised Marty and his brother and sister the best they could, but still…”

Then the thoughts about his parents just end there. And there’s something so sad about the little reflection and the way it trails off and leaves things unsaid. Dysfunctional as they were, they had been good parents. They had tried their best. But still…

Still, it wasn’t the greatest environment to grow up in. Still, it was difficult. Still, there was brokenness. I cry.

• As Marty takes in all the new things in his life, he finds himself wishing that Doc had waited a bit before taking off into the future. “The way all these things had changed—Marty thought they were great and all, but still—if you looked at it a certain way, all this change could be a little scary.”

THANK YOU, BOOK. Yes! All these changes ARE scary, and there’s no way a kid could be expected to just shrug and carry on when the very foundation of his life has been altered so dramatically but he doesn’t remember any of it and now he’s a stranger in his own life with no memories of growing up with these significantly well-adjusted versions of his parents and even though things are technically better how can he not miss the way things used to be and the parents who raised him and honestly Doc could have waited a day or two before jetting off into the future ya know?

Just gonna drop this here

Eric Stoltz wasn't the right fit for Marty, but he was right about this. He Got It.

Yeah, so ANYWAY

• Marty is so happy to see Jennifer that he has to “keep himself from jumping up and down.” Marty’s so cute. Lil’ jumping bean guy. Golden Retriever of a boy.

• When Doc is rifling through the trash for stuff he can throw into the Mr. Fusion, it refers to the banana peel (twice!) as “banana skin.” Which is. An interesting choice.

• As Doc backs the car out into the road, it’s mentioned that Marty lives on a street with a dead end. Idk why this tiny little tidbit is intriguing to me but it is.

• After they arrive in 2015 Doc responds to Marty’s questions of if he’s a rich rockstar by saying maybe this whole thing was a mistake and he should just take Marty right back home. Which, to me, is the equivalent of a flustered parent doing the whole, “If you don’t behave, I am going to turn this car around,” thing. Very funny. Marty scrambles to apologize because he Does Not want to go home.

• Little confused about the clothes Marty is described as wearing when he arrives in the future. I mean, since the opening scene to part II is just a re-shoot of the ending scene in the first movie, we know Book Marty is also wearing those same clothes: checkered shirt and red tee underneath, yes? Well, as Book Marty gets changed into his future clothes, he’s described as wearing a purple t-shirt. Purple??

I’m sorry, that is not purple. What happened here? Didn’t the guy writing this novel know that Marty’s character color is red? He wears so much red. How did this shirt being described as purple make it into the book?

• Also!

I feel like the entirety of the first two movies can be summed up with those two sentences.

• I’m glad the movie went with Marlene trying to break Jr. out of jail and ending up in prison instead of the horribly depressing route the book (and script its based on) mentions. Good move.

• Intrigued by a bit where Marty is thinking about skateboarding and it's mentioned that he skateboarded “once or twice during the week he had spent in the 1950s.” I’m sorry? Once or twice?? Mr. Gardner, I don’t know about you, but we see Marty skateboard one whole time in 1955, which is not a difficult number to keep track of. Are you trying to plant a headcanon in my noggin’ in which Marty might have snuck in another round of skateboarding for funsies in 1955? Because if so, you’ve succeeded.

And that's it for now. Gonna go ponder the idea of Marty doing some Secret, Forbidden Skateboading during some downtime in 1955. Perhaps I'll even picture him wearing a purple t-shirt.

#back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #bttf II: the novel

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Yayyy!

Guys, I completely forgot that yesterday was @lilcatastrophe's birthday!

You are absolutely amazing!!!! Imma make myself write something in your honor, thank you so much for being so kind and encouraging!

Have I written a birthday themed thingy yet?

(My brainstorming process is saying, 'What's a stupid thing we can do to Keith' until I have an idea.)

I love the word extravagant. Flamboyant is fun too. It sounds like flamingo.

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Lance is distraught.

He had been planning to throw Keith a surprise birthday party in honor of their unexpected friendship. He'll never say it aloud, but Keith might actually become a closer friend to Lance than Hunk.

It's hard to say when that started.

Maybe it was late at night in the kitchen when nightmares kept them both up, and they talked for hours just to avoid sleep.

Or it could be seeing Keith laughing on some distant planet somewhere in space, after they had pulled a prank on Shiro out of boredom. (They may have switched his shampoo out for hair dye. Shiro is still quite intimidating with a neon-pink hair floof.)

There's a million tiny moments with Keith that Lance could list, but regardless, he wants to show his appreciation towards Keith in some (extravagant) way.

However, the red paladin had pulled him aside just a couple days before to request that Lance wouldn't do anything big for him.

So now Lance is having a crisis.

Shiro is no help, he apparently finds the whole situation funny, chuckling lightly anytime Lance paces past him.

Keith’s birthday comes too soon. And all Lance has to show for it is a badly wrapped knife, some alien bananas that taste like strawberries, and a cupcake that he made under the careful guidance of Hunk.

They didn’t celebrate, Shiro respects The fact that Keith hates attention, and everyone else kind of just forgot.

Lance taps his knuckles softly to Keith’s door, and there’s a muffled clamor from inside the room before Keith comes out.

Keith scans the tanned boy in front of him wearily before asking with a raised brow, “Can I help you?”

For some reason, Lance clams up and just shoved the gifts into Keith’s face.

At some point, they’ve both ended up in Keith’s room atop his bed.

Keith’s eyes widen when he sees the gifts, and for a moment Lance is ashamed. He feels pretty shabby giving Keith such generic gifts, but his spiraling thoughts are cut off by the other paladin leaping into his arms.

“Thank you. You… I didn’t know I needed this until you gave it to me.”

For a second, Lance thinks Keith is talking about the knife, but then he notices sincere amethyst eyes trained on him.

“You always know what I need, even before I do.”

The warmth that fills Lance is like summer rain and sunsets over the glittering ocean, but more importantly, it’s being here with Keith in his arms.

He stands suddenly and grabs the cupcake before carrying Keith all the way to the observatory, ignoring any protests.

Lance loves this room becomes of its lack of walls. The whole ceiling is made of a glass dome, and the only actual wall is the one with the door.

It’s almost scary, and Lance feels almost lost surrounded by the cosmos like this.

He turns to Keith and hold the small cake up.

“Happy birthday, Love. You deserve every one of these stars and so much more.”

Keith dismisses the random pet name and curls up at Lance’s side.

“Nah. This is all I need.”

They split the cake and stare up at the stars (and Lance graciously ignores the fat, happy tears rolling down Keith’s face).

And you know what? Like this, Lance really does feel like he has absolutely everything.

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You’re the greatest, Kay! Once again, have the happiest happy birthday!

#happy birthday #vld keith #voltron legendary defender #keith kogane #lance vld #lance mcclain #vld #voltron #technically klance #klance #tawny post #kay tag

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worldwidewebzy · 4 months

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REGRETEVATOR HEADCANONS BOOOOO SCARY

Pest LOVES taxidermy, especially rouge taxidermy. Its a special interest of theirs and they've even tried some of it themselves. He's pretty good at it!!

Poob also likes taxidermy!! Though the specific process you have to do makes poob very squeamish and sick and icky,, (that being said poob IS NOT a uwu soft enby bean, they could kick ur ass lmao)

Poobians as a whole, are the embodiments of joy, happiness, and FUN!!!!!! They thrive off envoirments with high morale and general good vibes. Their population dwindles when said elements are scarce. If a poobian's mental health is hurt in anyway, that poobian's mental health will directly correspond to their physical health, causing the poobian to fall ill.

If a poobian falls to much into their pit of despair, they can "metamorphize" into a party pooper. Party poopers are the antithesis to poobians, thriving off of despair, sadness, and turmoil. Party poopers aren't inherently evil, but their nihilistic and melancholic nature can cause party pooper communities to be.. Not the healthiest space for anybody to be in.

Party poopers can remorph themselves into a poobian, but that requires extensive mental health intervention for that to happen. Depending on how much despair is in a party pooper, recovery can take as long as years.

To avoid this, poobians are a very social species. Full of many support systems ready to help any poobian! Though unfortunately, toxic positivity has been prevalent in some poobian societies. And there's a silent, but all to painful ableism riddled in poobian society as a whole.

Every poobian smells like their favorite food!

Pest has an EXTREMELY hard time empathizing, thanks to her undiagnosed aspd, npd, and autism. They also have an hard time realizing the concept of consequence and law. (this is pretty much canon expect for the autism part iirc but yeagh)

Gnarpy has IBS. Xe seem like a IBS girlie (gender neutral) to me do yuo understand

Poob HATES gender reveal parties with a passion.

mannequin mark and wallter... Do you hear me..

Gregoriah basks in light like a lizard

OK split pilby YURI SWAGGERR!!!

HOLY SHIT you guys have no idea how cornily, unconditionally, atrociously lovesick pilby is for split and i mean it

This dude's catapiller antennae form into hearts just thinking about split, absolutely cartoonishly in love with her.

They like having silly picnics where they eat apples and bananas (pilby looooves apples) go bird watching and just have a gay ol' time...

When they were first starting to know eachother pilby wrote """"anonymous""""" love letters to split, the letters in question were painfully obviously writen by them and it made split laugh and giggle. She didnt tell pilby that she knew they wrote those letters until after pilby confessed their love to them. That made pilby all bright red it was adorable

The confession in question was pilby performing a musical number about all the stored feelings they've been hiding for split all told through song and... It didn't go how pilby wanted to and kind of failed, but split still was genuinely blown away by it. She cheered pilby up when they commented how "bad" it was and kissed them on the forehead....... <33

Infected has a friend thats minecraft youtuber and yes they have a dubstep channel intro for it yknow the ones..

Gnarpy's form is a facade, like how invader zim has a human disguise. It acts like a shield, keeping gnarpy's (surprisingly frail) true form safe in a non gnarpian envoirment. It's designed to be conventionally "cute" to ward off suspicion, and increase trustworthyness.

Gnarpian govermentals are planning on making upgraded versions of these facades. Making them more unassuming. They're even planning "human" looking facades. It's fucking scary

mannequin mark and wallter make lampert together like constructed a child. Building blueprints AAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! hashtag yaoi swagger

MICHE IS A DRAG QUEEN HE IS A DRAG QUEEN

Miche is also swagapino and black as a people SWAG

Also miche isn't actually a cat he's very much like... Hes cat adjacent but his fangs are like the whiskers if a cat fish LIKE

The elevator has existed for as long as existence itself. Nobody runs it as the elevator itself is technically an living organism

Bive exists in quantum super position. She simultaneously exists in both FNARB, and the funny maze, it's only until a player enters either floor is where she stop existing in this superposition. Kinda like Schrödinger's cat. Schrödinger's conspiracy theorist

Bive is built like she was designed by dr suess

Unlike a red teddy, reddy is very much full of love :)

#Webzy ramblez #Regretevator #IM NOT TAGGING THE CHAARSTCERS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#// ableism mention #Long post #Headcanon

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apinchofm · 6 months

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Haladriel, doctor's au, light seeing and best friend's brother! For Haladriel Winter Solstice 2023 ❄️❄️

A/N: first time writing these two, especially in a modern context!

The festive season at At Thomas’ Hospital meant many things - A&E filled with drunk people, often with their drunk family members and Christmas music playing over the tannoy.

Galadriel typed up her emails to be sent before she went on annual leave.

“I need those notes, Dr Nerwen." Halbrand ordered, poking his head into her office. He took a moment to look at the Christmas decorations from the tinsel on her bookshelf and the Santa and his reindeer on her desk.

She held back a scowl, having emailed him last week, “Have you tried a please, Dr Sauron?”

“Why waste all those syllables? Get it done.” And he was gone without so much as a thank you.

Halbrand Sauron was the bane of Galadriel's existence.

He flirted with all the nurses, which meant he could get as many favours - blood test hurried in the labs, a cup of tea on demand and a pass on his attitude because he was a brilliant surgeon.

She didn't like surgeons - all brawn and no brains. She hated him the most. But today, one of her favourite patients would be saved and would be home for Christmas.

So, she put on her glittery red hairband and went to the paediatric ward.

“Hello Kaia," Galadriel smiled at the young girl sitting in bed. She pulled out a lollipop from behind her ear, a trick that never failed to draw a laugh from the girl. Eight years old and the poor thing had a gallbladder infection, which meant she now needed a quick surgery.

Finally, Halbrand showed up

"This is Dr Sauron, he will be performing the surgery," She introduced, "And then you can have all the ice cream you want!"

Halbrand, to her surprise, went to greet Kaia first, shaking her little hand.

“Dr Nerwen is magic!” The girl whispered to Halbrand who smiled gently in agreement.

“She is, isn't she!” Halbrand replied in kind as he knelt down next to the cot, “I'm not as magical but I can which is why she called me so you can be better."

"Are you one of her fairies?"

He smiled, "Yes, I am." He stood and looked at the parents, "I will see you just before prep and the OR is prepared."

Galadriel followed him out, going to elevators with him, "Here are her written notes since you don't read the emails I sent you."

"I did read your email and memorised them, but thank you." He said.

“You were very good with her.” Galadriel observed.

He shrugs, “Children find surgery scary. I reserve my attitude for you,"

She scoffed, “Must you be such an arse?”

“Do you think about my arse a lot?” He grinned, "Nice headband, by the way." using the sanitizer machine, before going into the elevator.

Galadriel was surprised when her pager went off, for the surgery was not over yet and it was not an emergency page.

Then, poking his head into the office was her elder brother she thought would not arrive until next week!

"I missed ya!" Aegonr grinned, lifting her into a hug. He lived in Scotland now, so she missed him a lot, used to the close knit nature of their family.

They went to the hospital cafeteria, sharing a plate of chips and cups of tea as they caught up.

“Have you been home yet?” Galadriel checked

“Of course I have. Mum would have sniffed me out!” Aegonr jokes, “What about you? How are you?”

“Good! My study got approved and one of my little ones will be at home for Christmas with a repaired gallbladder," She lists.

"All of that is great, but I meant your personal life," He teased

"I have a cat." A sweet ginger thing called Bard.

Aegonr groaned playfully and she threw a chip at him, "Shut up! I love my work."

"I know, I know just don't let it consume you."

Meanwhile, Halbrand had spotted Aegonr sitting with his sister and immediately went to greet his friend and grab a banana.

“Halbrand!” Aegonr's face lit up and the two hugged tightly, "Good to see you!"

"You too." He said, then looked at Galadriel, "Kaia's surgery went well. She's in recovery if you want to check her stats."

"Great. Thanks." She says, sipping the rest of her tea, "How do you two-?"

"Edinburgh med school." Aegonr said, "Remember, I told you about my grumpy classmate? Still hitting them away with a stick?"

"Always. But your sister doesn't approve." Halbrand replied and she rolled her eyes.

"Hey, why don't you come over on the 23rd for our mother's dinner party?" Aegonr asked Halbrand. Galadriel glared at her brother.

"I don't want to intrude on your family dinner, mate, but thanks."

"No, you are not doing this again." Aegonr retorted, "Come on, seriously. Also, you and Gal are working together and you are my friend. You are basically family."

Halbrand saw that this was not something he could get out of this year, not when Aegonr knew him so well now. So he nodded and took his leave.

Galadriel gifted her brother with another kick to the shin, "Why would you invite him? I told you how much I hate him!"

"You said you hate Sauron!"

"He is Sauron!"

"He's always been Halbrand to me and besides, he doesn't have any family.” He shrugs, “Christmas alone is shit.” He laughed, seeing her eyes roll, “He is not too bad."

“No, just a condescending prick.”

"So are you sometimes." He mumbles and receives a kick to the shin.

—-

The idea of Halbrand spending time of her home, her childhood home was not one Galadriel enjoyed. In fact, she stayed in her room as she did when she was a teenager and her parents had their boring work friends over.

He arrived early, with a bottle of wine and was welcomed by her family. She never thought her arch nemesis would be eating at the dinner table she grew up at but here he was.

And Galadriel had to sit across from him at the dinner table. Though, for once, he was just as awkward as he enjoyed making her feel.

"Now dearest, when will you give me some grandchildren?" Her mother asked even before dinner was over.

"Why don't you ask Aegonr? He and Andreth are still dancing around each other." Galadriel deflected. But her mother was not done, she never was when it came to this subject.

She looked at Halbrand, "Now, my dear, you must have many admirers as a handsome surgeon. Do tell my daughter she can have a life and work!"

“Galadriel is a brilliant consultant. You always get nominated for that patient award.” Halbrand said, oddly gently, “She's doing a great job.”

Galadriel blinked, surprised by his staunch defence, “Thanks. So are you.”

“I thought you said surgeons were all brawn and no brain?” Aegonr teased.

“Well, they are.” Finrod agreed, dodging a thrown bit of food.

Galadriel laughed and she ended up meeting Halbrand’s eyes. He was laughing too, something she had not seen him do and he looked rather good doing so.

She went outside to the garden with a mug of mulled wine after pudding, her favourite part of being home in the countryside was the light show. Every December 22nd, there was a beautiful array of lights in the sky.

"It's beautiful."

She turned around at the sound of Halbrand's voice and watched as he put his coat on to watch the light show.

For a while, they stood in silence, before Halbrand hesitantly reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Your parents are great." He said.

"Considering your patients are unconscious, I was surprised by your bedside manner," She snarked, then sighed, turning to him. He was unmoved by her words, but still she apologised.

"I suppose it's all I have." He admits, "All I really know. I'm not great at the connecting part. Not like you are."

She looked at him gently, "Perhaps you could be less of a dick? Your new year's resolution?"

Halbrand smirked, "I'll try. And yours? Getting married for your mother's sake?"

She scoffed, "No, I don't think so."

"Celeborn has a thing for you. You know, the paediatric lead?"

She shook her head, "We went out on a date. It wasn't great. He wasn't awful, but..."

"No spark?"

"No spark."

He chuckled, "Perhaps you need someone who will challenge you "

"I've not met anyone brave enough." Galadriel jokes, "Aside from you."

"Aside from me," Halbrand agreed, watching her watch the lights in the sky.

#christmas fic #holiday fic #haladriel's winter solstice 2023 #haladriel fic #one shot

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wherehyperfixationsgotodie · 7 days

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so i kind of went to see ajr this past weekend (they were absolutely phenominal btw, go see them if you haven't and you like their music) but during the down time i may have gone a little nuts with art. finally figured out my style, so that's good.

presenting: the babies

some extra notes about all of them (that didn't fit into the ref sheet)

x: - even though x is very in touch with their feminine side, putting she/her as pronouns didn't feel right. it's not a part of his Main Pronouns, yanno? if someone calls them that, though, they won't really mind, though it may throw them for a loop. - x is the only character in this headcanon that doesn't prefer one set of pronouns to the other. they're fine with they/them as much as he's fine with he/him - "nanah" as a nickname is derived from the fact that they lowkey look like a banana. also because two and x have food themed nicknames for eachother. - instead of calling him "xy" for a nickname like in canon, i went with xie instead. this is because, if you're aware of miraculous ladybug, like you've seen a handful of the earlier episodes, you might be aware of the fact that there's a character in that show named xy. he's a horrible person and i hate his guts. can't associate my favorite variable with that guy, the hell? - they're very prone to wandering off while in a store. also, they must touch everything. - x is the most emotionally intelligent out of the three. - x's favorite food is a bagel with cream cheese covered in strawberry jam.

two: - two prefers he/him pronouns to they/them pronouns, but also he doesn't want to fully label himself as anything. either is fine, though he very slightly prefers he/him. - two is very himbo, but the good kinda himbo! he’s not unable to do shit, they’re genuinely really dedicated and smart, but he gets pretty distracted from the task at hand if he isn't fully invested in it. if they put their mind to something though, they will get it done. - four only called two "twink" once and two started crying laughing about it. he finds it hilarious. - is still british! that's an important distinction since that's one of the core pieces of their character in canon fhdsufhdsu

four: - four prefers they/them as pronouns but also likes the feeling of being "boy," so him and two have opposite problems. - four has a resting bitch face, which means that x has scary dog privileges while they're out in public. - our has really bad panic attacks when they go out in public alone. like. sitting on the ground, back against a wall, sobbing violently kinda panic attacks. being with x and, as much as four hates to admit it, two helps a lot though. helps keep his mind off of everyone around him

anyways, thanks for reading, that's all. expect more art of them (i already have two more fully done pieces of them and one more that was supposed to be a sketch but kinda got away from me dfhsudihf.)

- moondancer

#i am Thinking about them if you can't tell #my friends all want me to shut up about the number guys /pos #bfdi #bfb #tpot #object show art #bfb four #bfb x #bfb two #xfohv #algebralien

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girlwithwolftatoo · 11 months

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I have fallen in love with the HC that Pav goes absolutely crazy bananas and a bit scary when someone he loves gets hurt/held hostage/threatened (it’s always the unexpected ones that are secretly unhinged). If you’re up for it, could you do a Pavitr x f!reader where one of those things happens to her and he gets all protective and just absolutely raging mad? Mans deserve to go ballistic at least once

Thanks you’re amazing 😊🫶

Oh gosh my first Spider request!

Pavitr + losing control:

Pavitr's life as Spiderman is usually really chill. Everyday is a new, fresh and easy adventure for him, and of course, enjoys the mystery of having a girlfriend who doesn't know about this...

(Specially because he also likes to flirt with you when you meet him as Spiderman but that's other story)

But one day, a big main villain shows up, probably his universe's own version of Green Goblin who makes a big havoc and... you end up in the middle of it.

Pavitr manages to put everyone safe, but the villain literally takes you out of his arms. This is the last straw, Pavitr will chase them trying to shout calm words for you.

Probably the villain dropped you on purpose,or you were in the middle of crossed fire. Anyways, you're alive, thank heavens*, but when Pavitr approaches, he sees you're very bad injured. A big cut on your forehead, some scratches, and probably other things that may need of medical attention.

"(Y/N)? Can you hear me? (Y/N) answer me please!" Poor Pavitr even forgets his secrecy and calls you by your name. You're weak and dizzy, and can barely keep your eyes open. The villain is still roaming around, thinking they won...

It's like a berserk button. Pavitr's sweet and chill demeanor shifts to pure rage. He swings towards his foe, kicks them, makes them fall tothe ground and begins to punch them in a gross, wild estate nobody could even imagine.

He's so angry he barely notices the punchingretribution of the villain. He may end up also bruised and bleeding but doesn't care. He's ready to leave this dude more battered than red curry (sorry about the joke).

At a certain time, Pavitr probably loses his mask, due to the fight or by pulling it offhimself once the villain is landing fainted on the ground. Just then, he only can stare, shaking violently as the last minutes pass through his mind like a weird film.

"Pavitr?" he hears someone calling him. He lifts his head and... no, this can't be, you're approaching! You, his sweet little flower, not only has discovered his secret, but also witnesssed him losing control. His face goes pale and his eyes widen in pure horror.

"N-no, no! I'm not Pavitr! Who's Pavitr?" he comes back immediately to his goofy mood and tries to put the mask on again. But it's late, now you know... "Please don't" you ask, extending a hand to stop him from hiding. He sighs, embarrased.

"This is not me, (Y/N), this isn't usually me..." he mumbles, about to burst in tears. You don't say anything, you're tired and he's too, you'll have time to talk. But not now. Now, you only sit besides him and put your head ion his shoulder. "Put... put the mask on... people's arriving" you whisper to him.

#spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #pavitr prabhakar #spiderman india #pavitr x you #pavitr x reader

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