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effloradox · 3 months

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Oh that Thomas request with a forehead kiss was so cute. Could I pretty please request one where the reader and thomas start a relationship as ghosts and are super cute together. But most of the other ghosts just don't get it? They catch them holding hands or cuddling and the other ghosts just tease them until they finally realise how good thomas and the reader are for each other - 🌸 anon

don’t let the dreamer get lonely

This was such a cute request!! I hope you like it <3

Thomas Thorne x Ghost!Reader

You would think that after knowing someone for almost a decade that your fellow ghosts would be more observant to changes in your daily behaviour. Part of you is convinced that they have noticed and are just messing with you but deep down you know that most of them don't have the tact to do such a thing, especially Pat and Kitty. It can't be hard to miss all the adoring looks Thomas sends you, or spot the two of you when you go for your daily stroll to the lake for a moment of shared peace but the true nature of your relationship seems to have eluded most of your acquaintances.

The ones who know have been fairly upfront about possessing such information, you probably shouldn't have been overly surprised that Julian had been the first to work it out. Whilst you'd initially written the disgraced politician off as a crude fool, he didn't get to be as successful as he was without the eye for detail he obviously possesses. He'd been surprisingly happy to keep your little secret as long as it benefitted him every so often and to keep some semblance of normality you didn’t mind occasionally doing his bidding.

It’s not that you wanted to keep your relationship a secret per-se, it’s just been an enjoyable experience running around like teenagers in love. Thomas had been so bashful in the first few years when approached with any level of physical affection that it had taken months for him to even ask to hold your hand. Dating and courting rituals have changed so drastically since Thomas was alive that you knew the process of going from friends to dating would take a while but it had to move at a pace you were both completely comfortable with.

It doesn’t help that most of your fellow ghosts are quick to tease you and Thomas if you’re seen so much as holding hands. You’ve had more than one argument with Fanny over the implications that come with holding hands, since she can’t imagine a world where doing so without wedding rings is anything less than a cardinal sin. It’s almost fun to wave your entwined hands in front of her in the beginning, just to take delight in her mortified reactions.

It’s only when Pat almost walks in on a private moment that the cat is finally out of the bag about the two of you. He’d been on his way to his room when he’d overheard a loud laugh from one of the drawing rooms, immediately attracting his attention. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop, not really, but it wasn’t hard to recognise your laugh and he wanted to know the cause of it. It’s only when he hears a quiet exchanging of words that it occurs to him that this isn’t the kind of conversation he can just walk into.

“You know, I think you were sent for me.” The way you speak is soft, like you're afraid speaking any louder would break whatever bubble you've found yourself in and it peaks the scoutmaster’s curiosity.

“You flatter me with your words.” Pat isn't particularly surprised to find out that Thomas was the source of your joy, the two of you are very close after all. But he's never heard you speak to anyone like that and he can't help his curiosity so the scoutmaster inches closer to the half-open door so he can continue listening.

“I'm serious Thomas.” The room goes quiet and Pat is almost afraid that the two of you know he's there and that’s why you've stopped talking. It's only when Thomas speaks encouragingly to you that he stops worrying about being caught.

“Go on my darling.”

“I remember when I was a kid I saw a shooting star on a camping trip to the lakes. My parents told me that I should make a wish and if no one else wished on that star then it would come true. Silly really, hundreds of people must have seen it, but when I wished and they told me it would come true I believed them.”

“And what did you wish for?”

“True love. It took a while, but I'm so glad you're my wish come true.”

“Your words put my poetry to shame my love.”

It's only when Pat hears a noise from somewhere in the house that he comes back to himself. He bolts away from the room, heading to where most of the other ghosts had congregated for Lady Button's etiquette lesson. Even Allison had joined for this lesson, mainly because Kitty refused to leave her alone about it. In his mind, Pat has an eloquent way of explaining what he's just found out but it all goes out the window as soon as everyone's eyes are on him.

“Thomas and (Y/N) are dating!” The room explodes into a series of confused and surprised exclamations, with only two ghosts remaining silent. Allison is the only person to notice that the politician sitting across from her has not changed his facial expression since before Pat ran in. If anything, Julian almost seemed bored by the revelation.

“Julian, you don't look surprised?” The ghost in question crosses his arms across his chest, leaning back against the couch he's resting on.

“Well they've been pretty obvious about it, if you ask me. I worked it out months ago.” The politician's expression settles into a smug smile as finishes speaking. Alison can't resist the urge to roll her eyes at his smugness, not all that surprised that he’s kept the information to himself. She doesn’t doubt that he’s used that information for personal gain either.

The other ghost that remained silent has still not spoken. Alison knows how close you and the Captain are, so it's more surprising that he hasn’t reacted to the idea of you secretly dating one of the other ghosts right under his nose.

“Cap?” The ghost in question seems to come back to himself at Alison’s gentle prodding, straightening up and clearing his throat. A hush falls over the room as the Captain speaks.

“He came to me about a year ago asking me for my blessing for him to begin dating (Y/N). Said it wouldn't feel right if he didn't ask the closest thing she has to a father figure. I of course said yes once he made his intentions clear, and they seem to be very happy.” At the news of the couple receiving the Captain’s blessing, most of the other ghosts seem to settle into the news, murmuring compliments about the two ghosts.

“I always thought they’d be sweet together. Just thought Thomas was too reserved to ever make a move.” Julian laughs at that, redirecting the attention of everyone in the room back to him.

“He looks at her like she hung the bloody moon. I dread to think of how much poetry he’s written about her.” Alison lets out an involuntary groan at the idea.

“As long as he doesn’t subject us to it at his next poetry lesson he can be as poetic as he wants.”

In the days that follow it becomes apparent to all the residents of Button House just how in love the newly revealed couple are. The most surprising thing to them is how it took them all so long to notice. Subtlety is not in Thomas’ nature, and Julian was correct in saying that he looks at his partner like she hung the moon. It’s sweet really, and the others make sure to start giving you space to be alone together.

#my writing #fics #fem!reader #requested #thomas thorne x reader #bbc ghosts x reader #🌸 anon

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writing-in-glitter-pen · 10 months

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Hii have you done an Albedo love language?? I love your work!

Awww thank you so much!!! I haven’t done Albedo so I’ll do it just for you ♡ I can’t believe we’re doing a part three per request!!!! Ily guys ♡

Genshin Men and Their Love Languages Part Three ♡

If you haven’t read part one with Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, and Thoma, or part two with Zhongli, Xiao, and Wanderer, go ahead and check ‘em out ♡

Albedo, Baizhu, Childe x gender neutral reader!

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Content warnings: Albedo and Childe do not know what physical boundaries are. Albedo does not back off when prompted while annoying you. Childe is clingy. Baizhu is winning today.

You’d think Albedo’s love language would be acts of service or words of affirmation; he’s extremely talented in many areas of science that serve a wide range of purposes, and his quick wit would make him an exceptionally talented flirt. However, after your courtship period had ended and you two fell into deep romantic love, you find his love language is physical touch! He loves to sit you down on a stool in his lab as he works (even on the lab bench if he feels like breaking lab safety rules) and have one hand on your thigh as he works, rubbing circles into it with his thumb. When he’s pacing around the lab, working on different things in every corner, every time he passes you, he’ll softy drag a hand through your hair or across the small of your back. This man is also just a fiend for kisses. He steals them all the time. Like…he could get a kiss if he asked for it!! But no. He wants to steal it. He especially loves catching you off guard, suddenly capturing your chin while he was otherwise preoccupied with writing up a lab report and bringing your lips to his. While you’re sitting and maybe drawing or reading in his lab, he’ll come up from behind you and place a hand softly on your neck to tilt your chin up—then lean down to plant his lips on yours as his hand gently strokes down the tendants of your neck to your collarbone. He loves how your face flushes when you’re surprised, it just makes him even more fiendish! He’ll do anything to see you make that cute flustered expression again. When you get angry at him, refuse to kiss him or are just pouting about, he likes squishing and pinching your cheeks. It might make you angrier, but he’ll hold on tight, no matter how much you try to bat his hands away and complain. You just look so adorable with such a mean look on your face and such puffy cheeks! Whenever you’d get indignant enough, he’d grin slyly and suggest that maybe if you’d give him a kiss, he’ll stop squishing them. … well now one’s not enough. He’s going to need another. Another. Another. Despite your boyfriend’s cool and serious persona, he just loves annoying you to death, and loves it even more when he can get his hands on you to do so!

Baizhu’s love language is a combination of gift-giving and acts of service. As a doctor, his vast experience in developing medical products has also given him a knack for making more self-care and cosmetic aids as well. When you visit him at work, he always has a new sweet-smelling lotion or perfume he formulated specifically for you. It makes the other ladies in Liyue Harbor beyond jealous; you get asked at least ten times a day about the brand of perfume you use or where you bought it, only for you to apologetically tell them that your boyfriend made it himself, that it was an original. You lament to your boyfriend about the mean looks you get because of it, leaning sorrowfully against the reception counter, not catching the proud sly grin he adorns—he can’t help but love making you stand out, enhancing your already lovely presence. He also makes various hair, skin, and nail care treatments for you—masks and oils and serums galore! He wants you always feeling your best, maintaining your soft hair and skin, your beautiful hydrated and healthy nails. You’re the perfect image of vitality, all thanks to his doting treatments. He adores soaking in your beautiful visage whenever you drift through his place of work to see him— he’ll check your hands to see how the latest treatment is working for them before giving each of your smooth knuckles a kiss, then flip your hand to lay a firm kiss in your palm, inhaling the sweet notes of the perfume he made for you. In these moments, it feels like you’re completely his, and he takes good care of what’s his. In regards to acts of service, he takes pride in treating you directly. He’ll apply your serums and lotions for you—rubbing them into your skin in a caring massage, admiring any place he touches with gentle praises. Speaking of massages, say goodbye to every knot or ache in your body. His hands are god-sent, you’ll never know discomfort again. And never fret over checkups or any other medical treatments you need, obviously, your doctor boyfriend will take care of you! He honestly loves giving you checkups and you find him doing it even when you’re not in the medical office. He just appreciates being able to get an intimate look at your body to determine anything you might need—from something as minuscule as a bit of dry skin to something more serious. He’ll handle it all for you, dedicated to the cause of keeping his darling as comfortable and healthy as possible.

Childe’s love language is also a mix! He expresses his love for you through both gift giving and physical touch! We’ve been over this—Childe has more mora than he knows what to do with so he spends it all on YOU! Not only does he pepper you with lavish gifts frequently, but he also makes sure no necessities of yours are old or not working in perfect condition. If you were in a modern AU, Childe is the kind of boyfriend who takes your car to the shop for you even if you get the tiniest little knick on the paint—on his dime of course. And while your car is indisposed he’ll be more than happy to drive you anywhere you need to go! In our normal universe, Childe doesn’t let you wear shoes with a single scuff or patch of dirt on them, which makes your life difficult cause YOU’RE AN ADVENTURER. You’ve explained this to him multiple times but he just won’t hear it! So you just have to keep a pair of work shoes at the guild to swap for the latest spick and span pair Childe bought for you once you’ve finished your commissions. And even if you keep that pair looking perfect, you’ll still find a new, originally designed set waiting for you in a nicely-wrapped gift box on your bed once you return home. All you can do is sigh in defeat and love the new shoes he got you—in your favorite color too! Your boyfriend loves spending money on you, but he also can’t get enough of touching you! Whenever he’s home, if both of his hands aren’t bound behind his back, they’re on you. Your sweet, puppy-eyed lover just needs a lot of physical affection—his hands feel empty without you in them. When he’s apart from you at work, all he thinks and fantasizes about is when he’ll finally get to have you in his arms again. You’re a comfort to him in his turbulent work life, and the thought that he does it all just to come home to your beautiful face at the end of the day keeps him pressing forward. He needs a lot of physical affection to feel satiated, to the point that he’s basically on top of you all the time that you’re home. He trails after you everywhere; you’ll be cuddling on the couch, then you’ll get up to go to the kitchen, and not a minute later he’s right there behind you, kissing the space between your shoulder blades and holding you tight around the waist. Part of dating Childe is signing up to be his personal teddy bear, a job you fulfill with dedication and pride. And lots of love of course ♡

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whatyadrawin · 5 months

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The Fruit After The Flesh 18+ -Chapter 3-

Minors DNI!

Masterlist

Approximately 2,682 words

Pairing: Thomas Hewitt(HeadCanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings: Strong language, use of derogatory terms, sexually suggestive language.

A/n: Two drawings took me so long, I feel very pathetic and unproductive but I am so happy to get the ball rolling. I can't wait to illustrate and submit chapter 4 because oooooh lord Tommy boy gon look good in it. I am also so excited to get writing the next few chapters, I have the fire in me and I don't want it to go out until I get a bunch of writing done lol. Please check the masterlist linked above for updates on progress.

Tag list: @fan-goddess

Chapter 3

The day begins with the sounds of birds happily chirping in the tree shading your backyard; a gentle breeze is washing over the land, cooling the heat away from the ground. You feel good today and decide it’s time for a cute yet practical outfit, so you grab some jean shorts, and a bright yellow tank top with a reliable pair of boots, you were ready to get things done. After eating some oatmeal purchased from Luda Mae’s store, you get your things ready to go drive to the next town and do some serious food shopping.

The car is packed with some water and a snack or two, but before you hit the road you take a trip down to see Dover the farmhand to try and appease him one more time. The morning seems to be the best time to catch him, and you can see him watching TV through a window so you knock on the door gently and hear a groan, he answers the door and when he sees you, he rolls his eyes and says rudely,

“Whadya want?”

You put on a sincere smile and reply “Good morning, I hope I didn’t interrupt anything?”

“Ya interrupted my peace, now what the hell d’ya want?” his tone is aggressive, but you continue,

“I just thought I might interest you in some new stuff for your home? I know you like how things are but I wanted to see if I could make it more comfortable, like a new T.V, or a new bed or whatever else.”

He throws his head back and sighs “Ya just don’ get it do ya? I don’ want yer fancy shit from the city, I don’ need nothin’ other’an this here orchard n’some peace! Why don’t ya just go play dress up with the Hewitts again, see if their retard son will play tea party with ya”

He slams the door on you. You feel sick with anger and knock again, this time more loudly.

Dover opens the door and screams “The fuck is yer problem?”

You try to keep your cool as you reply through gritted teeth “Why are you so mean to me? What did I ever do to you other than be kind and offer you help or nice things! You don’t even know my name!”

Dover’s eyebrows furl into and angry frown “This here land belongs t’me, stupid little girl. I worked fer years under that bitch Tilly, and the fact that she left everythin’ to some no-good kid who don’ deserve it, makes my skin crawl. If I had my way, this place’d be mine”

You look visibly confused “What is that supposed to mean?”

He then pauses and gets all flustered “Nothin’, nothin’ at all. You just let me do everythin’ here, soon ya gon’ realize ya don’t belong here and leave, if ya know what’s good fer ya. Now never come back to this house ever again or I’ll give ya somethin’ to cry ‘bout”

He slams the door again and you are shaking with rage, your eyes begin to well up with tears as you walk away back to your car. You set out on the drive to the next town and it feels like it lasts forever, the road is straight and flat, and the surroundings are just large swathes of yellow grass and wheat rushing past you as you speed up to shorten the distance. The sky is cloudless and the sun is blaring down on you causing your eyelids to weigh down, you decide to put on a playlist that only has bangers to energize you. Eventually you see the welcome sign for the next town and feel a sigh of relief.

The town is small but you are able to spot a large Costco in the distance -Oh hell yeah, I can really stock up now-. You find a parking spot close to the door and as you walk in you get blasted by the air conditioning which feels so nice after that long, hot drive. You take your time through the aisles grabbing as many bulk items as you can, finding preserved goods that won’t immediately go bad, and some produce that would be able to last a little longer than others. Once your cart is fully maxed out with goods you head to the cashier who looks at you funny due to the number of things you are buying. They greet you,

“Hi Ma’am, all this for you?”

You smile, feeling a bit embarrassed “Yeah, I don’t live nearby any stores, just stocking up.”

They smile back “Oh yeah? Where ya comin’ from?”

You reply “Fuller”

The cashier squints her eyes in curiosity “Fuller? Where’s that at?”

You are a little surprised by their response, but with how desolate the town is their response makes sense, you say,

“It’s a... um, well…a dead town near the Oklahoma border”

They tilt their head as they scan your Costco card “Must be real dead if I ain’t never heard of it.”

“Yeah, it is” you give a little chuckle and they continue,

“Well, alright then, I’ll get yer stuff boxed here and you can be back on yer way to the dead town.”

You finish paying and thank the cashier, then you start wheeling your cart back to the car when a very old man approaches you.

“You came from Fuller?” he says

You reply “Yeah, do you know it?”

He pauses, then says “I know it. That town used to have a lot people go missing after the businesses left. Why’re you out there?”

“I inherited an orchard” you say quietly

He places his hand on his chin “Oh? So, there’s still somethin’ left huh. Be careful ma’am, that town ain’t safe from what I know. The people ain’t right, if there’s any people left.”

You feel extremely confused “Ok, uh, thanks?”

You open the trunk and fill it with the bags wondering what he could possibly mean by people going missing, and the citizens being not right.

The drive back felt a lot faster; you were running what that old man had said through your head, -he must be talking about Dover, or maybe some urban legend-. You have experienced gossip and falsehoods about your own town back home before, so it didn’t seem so absurd to have a random stranger tell you something odd. You arrive back at the house by 1pm, happy to have been so productive today, you begin to unload the car and get everything into the house.

All the groceries get put away and you decide to start baking a batch of chocolate chip muffins for the Hewitts since they have been nothing but nice to you, and it’s the first time in a long while where you feel comfortable around other people; you are hopeful of making new long-term friends with the Hewitts. You bake 24 muffins since you assume that Tommy likely eats a lot and maybe hasn’t had a baked pastry in a while. When the muffins are done baking you take them out of the oven and put them in the little basket you brought the fruit over in, you cover the muffins with a cheesecloth and make your way over.

You walk up the driveway and look to the barn but don’t see Tommy there, just a group of chickens clucking around. You knock on the door which gets answered by Charlie who says,

“Well, well, well, what we got here? Bringin’ us somethin’ good sweetheart?”

You blush and reply “Yeah, I baked some muffins for all of you”

“Well, ain’t you sweet. Come in girlie, Luda’s gonna wanna say hi” he waves you in

You didn’t like how he stared at you but he seemed mostly harmless, he calls out into the house

“Luda! The neighbor girl is here!”

Luda Mae comes out from the kitchen drying her hands with a towel “Oh hi dear! What a welcome surprise to see you. What brings you by?”

You smile, Luda Mae is such a welcoming and kind person, you say “I baked some muffins for everyone, as a thank you for inviting me over the other day, and kindness you have all shown me”

“That is so thoughtful of you! I hope you know you’re welcome to come by anytime dear, you don’t need to bring gifts every visit, your company is enough” she says sincerely.

You feel very accepted among this strange small-town family you say “It was no big deal really, I went to the next town over to get groceries and picked up some ingredients to make sweet things to share”

Luda Mae tilts her head and smiles indicating how impressed she is by your kindness and generosity, she follows with “Well Tommy will just love these, I guess you must’ve known that he doesn’t get to eat baked goods often”

She calls out for him to come upstairs and you immediately get butterflies in your stomach, they make you feel nauseous and excited. You hear heavy, thudding footsteps and the house gently rattles as Tommy makes his way up to the living room from what you assume is the basement. He stops in his tracks the second he looks up and sees you; his eyes were shrouded in shadow from his hair and thick brows but despite the darkness, the brilliant blue looking back at you was vivid and bright; his long hair was roughly tousled and draped down to the nape of his neck in curly dark brown tendrils.

You finally got to see him even closer and you lose your breath with just how incredibly huge this giant of a man is compared to your own height, his chest is so wide it would enshroud your entire body if you hid behind it, his thick pectorals heaving with every breath under his worn-down short sleeve blouse. His legs were massive and covered by a pair of very worn and dirty jeans, they were hanging onto by a worn belt that had a large belt buckle, oxidized by time. You immediately felt a tinge of ancient animal fear from the obvious difference in power his body displayed, he could kill you in seconds if he wanted to but beneath his brutish exterior you could sense there was someone worth taking a chance on.

You wished to be able to see the rest of his face but it was hidden behind a dark leathery mask which was tactfully sewn together, there was only a small slit near his mouth for air to pass through, you wondered what he was hiding if he was already this impressive.

Luda Mae sighs and says,

“Thomas, don’t be shy, Y/N brought us some sweets, say thank you”

He holds his stare on you, he had never seen someone as breathtaking as yourself and your clothes did nothing to hide your robust, curvaceous figure, you didn’t look like someone who could easily break if he were to touch you but your height was barely a third of his own. He couldn’t help but find you simultaneously gorgeous and cute which was a perplexing and new feeling he welcomed. He suddenly snaps out of his trance when Luda Mae clears her throat, he then nods slowly as he shifts his eye contact from you and turns to leave quickly back down the stairs.

Luda Mae shakes her head “Excuse him, he takes a bit to warm up to people he likes”

“What about the people he doesn’t like?” You shocked yourself with your comment, it seemed to have just come out against your will.

Luda Mae looks at the floor and clenches the towel “Oh… haha well, don’t worry yourself about that hun. He likes you; one can tell that plain from the way he’s behavin’ ”

You let out a giggle and try to hide from the heat building up in your cheeks, Luda Mae notices this and smiles, Charlie sees this too and rudely barks in,

“Good thing y’got a crush on him because the people who don’t like him? Well, Girlie, you don’t wanna be them.”

Luda Mae drops her smile and snaps “YOU HUSH UP RIGHT THIS SECOND! THOMAS AIN’T DONE NOTHING WRONG!”

Charlie just laughs and wanders off, Luda Mae looks at you and says,

“I’m so sorry ‘bout him dear, he’s got such bad manners, does whatever he wants.” She places her hands on her hips and squints in the direction Charlie wandered off.

You reply “It’s alright. You know, Thomas seems to not want to be around me every time I come here. I hope I am not seeming like an intrusion to him.”

Luda Mae gets a worried look and says “Oh sweetheart, as his mama I can tell you with full certainty that he likes when you come over. He asked about you the other day, wondering who you are”

You try to suppress the smile forming on your lips, “I didn’t know he spoke. I would love to get to know him better” for some reason you kept saying bold statements despite your mind protesting the revealing honesty.

Luda Mae smiles at you “He speaks to the people he feels comfortable with, so far that’s only been me and sometimes Charlie. I think you may have to make an effort with Thomas dear, he is going to be like taming a wild animal, so you have your work cut out for you”

You continue a bit of small talk about the town you visited and then take your leave back down the drive way to home. The walk back makes you think of so many scenarios in which you would be able to speak with Tommy, he seemed like he would have a lot to say. The prospect of making Tommy trust you and having such a unique friend was overstimulating and got you so excited that you didn’t notice Dover come out of the bushes next to you, making you jump from being startled. He gives you a dirty look and says,

“Seems like yer makin’ friends with them Hewitt folk. What a stupid girl ya are. You know their sons a violent sort dontcha?”

You have had enough of Dover and his cruelty, you reply,

“I thought you wanted to be left alone? Besides, Thomas is really shy, he doesn’t seem violent”

Dover laughs “Ya really are dumber’n ya look! That retard would string ya up and eat ya alive if you don’t get the hell outta here”

You stop walking and face Dover “Why are you telling me this? It seems like you don’t care if I live or die so what would it matter to you if he DID eat me alive?”

He stops and looks at you “I DON’T CARE IF YA GET BURNED ALIVE!”

You stare at him, saying nothing, and he awkwardly looks around, expecting you to get mad, he follows

“Ya like that fool dontcha? Yer fixin’ to have him split yer birthin’ bits in two huh?”

You sneer at the crass statement “What is wrong with you? If you don’t need anything from me then please just go find the peace you claim to want, and let me live my life”

You continue walking away and he yells back after you “Those fuckers ate people ya know! Next theyr’ gon’ eat YOU! Have fun fuckin’ a cannibal man, ya dummy!”

You keep walking and make your way to the front door of your home, the words said to you by Dover were heinous but they did make you think, -He might be right, Luda Mae and her family say some really weird things a lot and seem to change the subject when things get too suspicious. At this point, I don’t care anymore… this is my only chance to have a normal life and have friends, maybe even family. I’m going to continue Tilly’s legacy, if not for her… then for all the people who seem to actually care about me-

#what ya writin #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x y/n #slasher community #thomas hewitt x afab reader #leatherface 2006 #texas chainsaw massacre #my art #the fruit after the flesh

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stories-of-the-nrm · 16 days

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The Great Race Part 4

(We see the actions portrayed as the narrator is talking).

Narrator: After an agreement was made, all the other engines arrived at the sheds and began to go to sleep. Later at around 3 in the morning, Jack had to leave with Henry to pull the Flying Kipper. The plans to streamline Gordon were almost finished, so Gordon went to sleep.

(We cut to the next day at Brendam Docks).

Narrator: Even with all the excitement of the Great Railway Show, work on the railway had to carry on. And Brendam Docks was as busy as ever.

(We cut to Cranky and Diesel. Cranky is lowering a crate while Diesel is pushing multiple crates for reasons unknown).

Cranky: Ok Diesel, this is a nice big crate how about this one?

Diesel (skeptically): Uh, no not that one, Cranky. It needs to be bigger.

(Diesel is looking at Cranky trying to pick out different crates).

Diesel: That one. Yeah, that one.

(He lowers the crate down to Diesel.)

Cranky: What do you want all these crates for, anyway?

Diesel: Never you mind what I want them for. It's a surprise.

(He laughs as he pushes the crates away).

Cranky (mildly annoyed): Oh, some engines.

Narrator: Thomas arrives at Brendam Docks feeling very excited.

(Thomas blows his whistle as he pulls up with some freight under Cranky).

Cranky: What's up with you?

Thomas (excitedly): I had this brilliant idea as to how I can help my friends go to the Great Railway Show. I'm going to have Henry's driver, Jack streamline Gordon so he can win his race.

Cranky: (laughs): Thomas, that's a good one. Streamlining an engine in two weeks with only one person.

(He keeps laughing.)

Thomas: (annoyed): It's not that funny, Cranky. Jack isn't going to do all of the work. He's only going to be drawing the designs before presenting them to Sir Topham Hatt.

Narrator: Suddenly, a strange noise can be heard in the distance.

(We cut to the source of the noise).

Narrator: It was a large ship full of engines that arrived on Sodor. All of the engines have come from many different countries from North America, to India.

(All the engines start leaving the ship and greet the workers in their native language while talking excitedly about being on the island).

Random worker: Hey stop, wait, wait!

(He blows his whistle and all the engines stop. Vinnie, the engine from North America, crashes into Axel the Belgian engine).

Vinnie (annoyed): Hey, watch out!

Axel: Well maybe mon ami, if you had been paying better attention you wouldn't have bumped into me, no.

Vinnie: Say that again, Frenchie.

Axel: I'm Belgian, you silly American engine!

Vinnie: Why you little. . .

(Before the two engines can argue some more, the docks worker blew his whistle).

Random worker: Knock it off you two! I have a very important question: Where are you all going?

Axel: To the Great Railway Show, of course.

(Thomas gasps as he hears their conversation).

Random worker: The Great Railway Show's not happening here, it's happening on the mainland. This is the island of Sodor. You all need to get back on the ship. I need to have a serious word with the captain.

(He goes to the ship as Axel processes what was said.)

Axel: The island of (realizes his mistake) oops. (calling to the other engines) Wrong stop.

(All the foreign engines start backing up to get back on the ship except a pink engine who starts to fall behind).

Pink engine: I'm coming, please wait.

Narrator: Thomas wanted to talk to the foreign engines, but before he could Vinnie the North American engine almost bumped into him.

(Vinnie blows his whistle).

Vinnie: Get out of the way! Why don't you look where you going, shrimp?

Thomas: I'm not the one going backwards. If anything you almost bumped into me.

Narrator: All the engines got back onto the ship. As they started heading off to the mainland they realized that someone had been left behind.

Gina (an Italian engine): I think we left someone behind. Is there somebody missing?

Vinnie (laughing): Who cares, that'll mean less competition and that silly little tank engine won't be able to stow away on our ship.

Axel: Why must you be so rude, mon ami? The little tank engine was just curious. It's not as if he wanted to break the rules.

Vinnie: Why don't you just mind your own business, Frenchie!

Axel: I told you I'm Belgian!

Vinnie: I don't care if you're from Belgium or Bora Bora, stay out of my business.

(The two keep arguing and the other engines are getting tired of it).

Yong Bao (an engine from China to Rajiv): I really hope that the trip to the mainland won't be long.

Rajiv: I hope so too. I'm worried about Ashima though. We come from the same railway in India. I hope she'll be alright. I wonder how she'll be able to get to the mainland now.

(Cut back to Sodor).

Narrator: Little did the engines know, but Ashima was about to make a big mistake. She kept backing up until she almost pushed Thomas into the water.

Thomas: Oh no, help!

Porter: Thomas!

(All the workers rush over to Ashima to couple her up to Thomas).

Foreman: Everyone careful! Careful! Almost there. There we go!

(Thomas is now back on the rails.)

Narrator: Luckily no one was hurt as everyone cheers. Thomas, however was cross.

Thomas: You did that purpose! What is it with you engines? Do you realize what could have happened if you didn't stop? I could have ended up in the water! You silly engine, you you -

(He stops when he sees the engine's face. She looks like she's about to cry).

Ashima: (apologetically) I'm very sorry. I truly didn't mean to bump into you. I simply didn't realize you were behind me. I didn't know that the ship made the wrong stop. Now I'm worried about being lost on this island.

Thomas: (rudely) Well, I'm sorry, but some of us have work to do. Goodbye!

(He leaves the docks and goes back to the shunting yards).

Salty: Argh, don't mind him, me lady. He really means well, I'm sure you'll be able to find your way. The name's Salty. Why we get many an engine at these docks. I'm sure one of them shall help you part the foggy seas.

(Ashima giggles. She's starting to feel better).

Ashima: Thank you, Salty. My name's Ashima. Where do you think I can go that won't interrupt things?

Salty: Ha ha har. There be some sidings down the way. Best talk with the dock manager along the way.

Ashmia: Thank you. Goodbye, Salty.

Salty: Fare thee well, me lady.

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#ttte fandom #ttte thomas #ttte ashima #the great race rewrite #ttte international engines

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wiklm · 3 months

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hello everyone!! i’ve compiled some genshin age headcannons with the help of @interstate35south !!!! because you’re all wrong and i’m SICK of every character only being in their early 20s or several thousand years old with no in between. this will not be nearly the whole cast it’ll probably be like 10 characters or so bc i don’t have time for all that (i’m a liar). ok here we go

- first up let’s talk about ragbros!! this post is gonna be mostly bullet points but we had more to say about these 2. FIRST of all: Diluc was missing for 10 years after Crepus’ death instead of 4. How do i know this?? he told me himself trust me. No but actually him being missing much longer feels more impactful for Diluc and Kaeya’s festering issues they’ve got going on ykwim?? as a wise man (intertstate35south) once said, he’s been gone for 4 years starting at 18?? big whoop that’s just college. Second: Diluc is like 43 ish, kaeya is 40 ish. Diluc came back to mond at ~28 and kaeya was ~25! between then by the time traveler arrives in mond it’s been about 15 years.

- next up cyno tighnari and collei!! i’m ill about them!! i actually have no clue at all what their approximate ages are BUT i’ve seen enough people hc them as being in their mid 20s that i felt the need to make this post in the first place (i am a drama queen)!! in my head i have decided that at the time cyno went to mondstadt to seal collei’s archon residue collei was ~12 (with some wiggle room b/c of how long she was with dottore) and cyno and tighnari were 36 and 34 respectively. as of traveler arriving in sumeru ik sayinf it’s been 3 years and cyno is at 39 and tighnari at 37 and BEFORE YOU TELL ME cyno is the youngest general mahamatra in ages YES that’s true but he could’ve still been the youngest and just been on the job for 15 or so years since being appointed!! he was still appointed young but he wasn’t made general mahatma last week ykwim??

- ok i’m done with the super long ones i’m so sorry for that!! next up we got beidou and ningguang. if i see one more of you call them milfs and then in the same breath say they are twenty seven the heat death of the universe is going to happen and it will be because of me. to be honest i can see them anywhere in the range of 35-47 i don’t really have a specific one for them!! but seriously stop calling them milfs and also 27 years old you can’t do that

- albedo!! i do think him being immortal and some unspecified very large age would be fun but in the case of him being a normal age even if he is immortal i give him a solid 34-37

- jean and lisa early-mid 40s!! it’s just more fun when lisa has substantially less time left yk it ups the stakes

- less of an age headcanon more of a dumb pet peeve of mine but if ONE more of you mfs calls zhongli an old man and then draws baby face twink zhongli.. lord.

-wriothesley 32 trust trust trust . he’s on the younger side for my age hcs bc i think he is still young just not like early 20s young yk

-thoma is in the same age range as diluc/kaeya/jean/lisa bc i am a diluc jean and thoma childhood friends truther

ok that’s all!! may reblog with more some day but for now this is all i got!! don’t take this too serious i’m goofing around and i think about this god awful game FAR too much it’s terrible actually

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I’m happy to announce my first public post about a personal project I started last April in 2022: an illustrated horror novelette (a novelette at this point in time, at least!) about turn-of-the-(previous)-century lumberjacks!

Yes, you read that right, lumberjacks. I may have to sell that to some of you, so I’ll keep it brief: isolated wilderness, incredibly dangerous work, superstitions and folklore… Hopefully, some of you have stopped chuckling at how silly the words “lumberjack horror” sounds (hopefully). Why an illustrated novelette and not say, a graphic novel? I just hate drawing comics. I love *reading* comics, manga and graphic novels, but honestly I just hate drawing them, plain and simple.

I am serious about this though, and I’ve spent the last 16 months reading 100+ year old books on Archive.org, knee-deep in Lumberjack facts (shorthand: Lumberfacts). I even took a 2,444 mile round trip-road trip from Los Angeles to the Pacific Northwest, where my story is set. (I mean, I also went with my partner to visit his family that lives up there, fortunately they tolerated me asking about old-timey lumberjacks… and Bigfoot.) Some of the most helpful books I’ve read are Pinery Boys: Song and Songcatching in the Lumberjack era (which is a 1926 book by Franz Rickaby that fortunately had a 2017 re-issue) Holy Old Mackinaw by Stewart Holbrook and The Parish Of The Pines: The Story Of Frank Higgins, The Lumberjacks' Sky Pilot by Thomas Davis Wittles. I’ve also spent a lot of time researching the history of the area, including Chief Jospeh of the Nez Perce and the union history and influence that the IWW had on that region. And back to the subject of Lumberjacks (though we left the subject for like, a sentence), I researched the logging town of Maxville, Oregon. Maxville was a community of Black loggers and their families at a time when Oregon was still a Whites-Only state, and is today historically preserved by the daughter of a Maxwell logger, Gwendolyn Trice. I suppose you can say I spent SO MUCH TIME researching because I just love history, and everything I uncovered were subjects I either knew little about, or nothing at all.

So what is my story about? What’s the deal with the three-eyed black dog and the half-tree lady? In all honestly, a lot of it I’m still figuring out. That’s been the hard part of this project— I started with a setting, not a character or a plot outline. I’ve felt like I’ve been moving backwards, and a lot of the plots I’ve developed during the past 16 months I’ve abandoned. However, I finally feel like I’ve grasped something tangible that I can work with. I don’t want to reveal too much yet, but here are some concepts I’m working with: Isolation, the supernatural, folk songs and folklore, man vs. nature, forgotten history, and of course, the deep, dark woods. Two existing works that have inspired me so far are The Man Whom the Trees Loved and The Willows, both written by classic Weird author Algernon Blackwood. As for the art side, I’ve been exploring various styles and looks, but I haven’t really attached myself to any one style in particular. I’m excited to share more with you all as I work more on this project!

Thank you for your continued support of my work,

Mattie

#dark art #folk horror #lumberjacks #pacific northwest #dark fantasy

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teyvat-temptation · 1 year

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Yandere A!Ayato with O!Thoma headcanons

CW: Yandere, toxic relationships, non-con, baby trapping. Don’t read under the cut if these topics are triggering for you. It’s perfectly innocent at first, Ayato doesn’t may much mind to Ayaka’s new “friend.” This skinny little thing that quiet literally washed up on shore. The Omega is sweet and caring, not to mention hardworking. It takes a few months before Ayato starts to notice how flustered Thoma gets around him. The way his fingers tremble as he pours their tea, the nervous almost giddy laughter he lets out whenever they’re alone. Ayaka lets it slip that Thoma has a massive crush on the Alpha. It’s a game of cat and mouse after that, once Ayato realizes how much power he holds.

It’s meaningless at first. Thoma isn’t exactly the first Omega to show interest in the handsome Alpha. Being head of the Kamisato estate, wealthy and teaming with power and influence tends to draw in suitors of all kinds. He’s played with plenty of them before, only to break their hearts once things grow to serious. It isn’t that hard with Thoma though. The blonde Omega seems to understand he doesn’t have a chance with the Alpha, so he resigns his feelings to longing glances and doe eyed smiles. Ayato doesn’t even notice how fond he’s grown of the Omega till Ayaka mentions that Thoma has been seeing another Alpha. A servant from the Hiiragi clan. This sets off something deep inside of him, and be the end of the week Thoma is in tears, telling Ayaka that his would be lover was found slaughtered by treasure hoarders. Of course Ayato is there to pick up the pieces, to put the precious Omega back together once more. He’s there to dry his tears, hold him close and whisper gentle words of encouragement. Thoma mourns for months, but Ayato doesn’t mind. He’s a patient man, and he always gets what he wants. Of course, some heat inducing herbs in Thoma’s morning tea certainly don’t hurt either. A clever little trick, one he really would have to thank Ayaka for telling him about. Thoma’s heat comes fast and hard, out of nowhere. He’s confused, disorientated, unsure of how he’s ended up in Ayato’s room. Body burning, mind clouded over, he’s begging and whining and the sweetest moans are spilling from his lips, driving Ayato further and further. He has Thoma’s body pinned under his, teeth sunk into his neck, cock deep inside, knotted and pumping loads of cum into his trembling frame. The next morning Thoma wakes, sore and frightened. Fingertips frantically rubbing over the fresh bond mark. He begs Ayato to forgive him, as if he was the one in the wrong. The head of the Kamisato estate pulls him close, nuzzling into his neck and hushing him. Everything would be alright, he would protect him, love him, and never let him go. “They will never allow you to take someone like me as a mate!” “They’ll have no choice when I tell them you’re carrying my heir,” he says it so calmly, so matter of fact. He spreads a large hand over Thoma’s toned flat belly, nipping at his neck. Thoma splutters, trying to wrap his head around everything that was happening. “After last night, there’s no doubt in my mind you already have my pup growing inside of you,”

#genshin impact #abo #yandere #thoma #ayato kamisato #mpreg

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acrossthewavesoftime · 1 year

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Turnsgiving Day 4: What If?

I'm a tad late for this one, but hear me out: What if Turn had, in at least one story arc, decided to use a little more historicity?

The series, to phrase it just as pretentiously as John Graves Simcoe quoting Catullus, I hate, and I love. Why I do so, you ask? Because while the topic itself is compelling and I was happy to see a piece of media set in the 1770s, nothing in TURN, which as a piece of fiction only drawing loose inspiration from historical events sadly was marketed as decidedly more faithful to history than it actually was.

I see the necessity of simplifying, abbreviating, and leaving out simplifying events in order to built a drama series around history, but i wish we had gotten to see some more actual interpretations of historic events rather than being forced to follow the less than stellar, and in my eyes rather unsympathetic, main character manoeuvre himself into another sticky situation.

Another aspect that really irked me were the unsatisfying ends the female characters were given: from Abigail to Anna to Mary, they all deserved better.

Now, I am not a script writer, but

What if Mary Woodhull had decided to leave Abe for Henry Clinton?

Mary Woodhull, about to leave a life of misery and cabbage-farming for good, print, colourised, c. 1780.

This sounds absolutely weird, I know, but please hear me out:

I really liked Clinton on Turn, despire his portrayal not having much in common with the man whose name he bears as a very openly homosexual, sociable person. The historical Clinton was the exact opposite of both these things, but it was refreshing to see a sympathetic portrayal of one of the British generals in an American TV show, and I have to say that I find his character deserved better than what paltry screentime he got, and I would have enjoyed to see more him! But alas...

Now historically, Clinton fell in love with a woman called Mary (Baddeley) while in America, a lady with a less than stellar husband who started out as his housekeeper, and ended up as his partner for life. By the time they embarked upon a relationship, Mary Baddeley, the daughter of a genteel family, had a son by a largely absent, cheating husband (whom Clinton took to regarding as his own) solely responsible for the family's social decline and strained finances. If that doesn't sound familiar...

In a marriage of my desire for more Clinton-screentime and a satisfying ending for Mary Woodhull, I could picture Mary being pressured by Abe to interview for the vacant position of housekeeper in General Clinton's household, and getting the job. What begins as a means for Abe to gain information on British military secrets slowly melts into a bashful romance between Sir Henry and Mary. In time, she decides to cease any spying for her husband as she does not wish to deceive the man who treats her with respect and warmth, which naturally causes friction between the couple.

Over time, things get a little more serious; Mary discovers that Clinton is secretly delighted by the presence of her son Thomas in his house, whom he treats affectionately, and rather sooner than later, there is a first kiss.

Mary, religious and aware what rumours of an alleged dalliance with her employer might do to her reputation, decides that, whatever her wishes, cannot allow herself to indulge the idea of a serious relationship, or even just a short dalliance with Clinton-- that is until she, visiting home, catches Abe cheating on her with Anna Strong.

Feeling that there is no way to salvage the marriage neither party had ever truly wanted, Abe having been in love with Anna Strong and she having been originally promised to Abe's late older brother, and tired of being the only one to ever put work into the relationship, bids farewell to her husband for good and returns to New York announcing that she is done with Abe, and her marriage.

In time, Mary follows Clinton back to England where she lives happily ever after in a London townhouse with Clinton, Thomas and the latter's new half-siblings.

If you want to read about the real Mary Baddeley and Henry Clinton, I have previously written a long post about them!

#turnsgiving2022 #turn amc #turn washington's spies #mary woodhull #abe woodhull #thomas woodhull #henry clinton #18th century

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blanksbae · 2 years

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Love in Aisle 23

Not beta’d, all mistakes are mine (I wrote it at like midnight and gave it a review this morning). I’ve been stuck in my soft, fluffy feels lately. Totally fiction…you know the drill/rules regarding that.

Don’t ask about the title- I was drawing a blank, haha

Tagging: @calermakar08 @brenbrissonsgf @thombordy @driverpicksthe-music @erikports @1-800-iluvhockey @hockey-lover86 @huggybearr @ethancale @blankyblanks @barzyismyhusband13 @bordestapa @cobrakaisb @njdhischier @ice-hockey-is-pretty-cool

You had severely underestimated the amount of food you needed for the party. How these boys could eat so much was beyond you. You found yourself going to the store; Thomas had insisted on going with you.

“Thanks. You didn’t have to come.” You said. “You could have stayed with the boys.”

“I didn’t want to.” He said, cheeks flushing a little. “I need to be away from them sometimes,” he admitted, “and I wanted to spend a little time with you outside of just hanging out with the boys.”

“All you have to do is ask.” It was your turn to blush. You had developed a crush on Thomas the first time he’d walked into the English class you both shared, and you’d met up at one of the hockey parties (the one where Blanks had gone into overprotective dad mode and sent you to his room early in the night, after you’d tripped over your feet after two drinks. You had actually done it cause you were staring at Thomas, but you let Nick have his moment. The next morning, when you came downstairs, Nick had sat you down and had a very serious discussion about what was on- and off-limits.) but you’d been too shy to make your move. Thomas had been too.

But here in the produce aisle at 9 PM on a random Wednesday, everything changed. “Um, would you like to come out with me after the game Friday night? Not with the boys, just you and me?” Thomas rubbed his neck and blushed as red as the tomato you were holding.

“Sure. Yeah, that would be fun.” You said, flushing red as well. “Should I wear anything special?”

“Jeans are fine.” He paused. “Would you wear my jersey?”

“Yes.” You could feel your face flaming as well. “I’d love to.”

“Alright. Let’s go. The boys are probably wondering what’s taking so long.”

“Oh, come on, you and I both know they’re engrossed in Chel or passed out on a couch or bed somewhere.” You chuckled.

“That’s why we need you. You keep us in line and take care of us.” Thomas said, placing a couple cases of Gatorade and water into the cart.

You grinned. “I do. I like taking care of you guys too.” You loaded everything into the car and got home, where true to form, almost all of the boys were sound asleep; Matty and Truss were the only two awake.

“Did you guys figure it out?” Matty asked. You softly chuckled as Thomas flipped Matty off, and Truss said, “I think that’s a yes.” You made your way into the kitchen to put everything away. Thomas went to sit by Matty and Truss.

“We like her. Don’t run her off or hurt her.” Truss said.

“That’s not in the plan.” Thomas said. “I like her too. A lot.”

“We’re glad you made your move.” Matty said as you came into the living room. Truss got up so you could sit next to Thomas. “We’re going to bed. Don’t stay up too late kids.” Matty said.

“We won’t. I’ll send him to bed at a decent time.” You chuckled.

“Yeah.” Thomas agreed. “She’ll take care of me.”

After Truss and Matty left, you leaned into Thomas’ side for a minute. “You should go to bed too. We have class in the morning, and you have practice.”

“Will you stay?” He asked.

“Sure. I’ll sleep on the couch.” You said.

“No, take my bed. I insist.”

“Thomas, I can’t make you sleep on the couch. I can’t sleep in your bed.”

“Y/N, please. I insist. There’s a lock on the door. That way you can have some privacy and not have a house full of hockey boys staring at you when you first wake up.”

Dammit, he had a point there. “Fine. But I’m making you all breakfast in the morning.”

“Please.” He kissed the side of your head. “Goodnight.”

“Night.”

In the morning, you were over the stove making breakfast when Matty came downstairs, chuckling as he saw Thomas sleeping on the couch. “Good morning. Banished him to the couch already?” He chuckled.

“No.” You turned around. “He wouldn’t let me sleep on the couch and told me to sleep in his room.”

“That’s Bords for you.” Matty grinned. “He likes you. Don’t break his heart, ok?”

“I’m not going to if I can help it.” You said. “I like him a lot too.”

Thomas woke up to the smell of eggs, bacon, and coffee. He walked in to find you at the stove. He placed a kiss to the back of your neck as he slid his arms around you. “Morning.”

“Good morning.” You said. You would have been embarrassed by the affection, but it felt nice. “We have class in an hour.”

“Will you walk with me to class?”

“Yes.” You said. “Go tell the rest of the boys breakfast is ready.”

“Yes dear.” He chuckled, laughing as your cheeks turned pink.

“Don’t.” You pointed your finger at Matty., who was laughing and opening his mouth to speak.

“I won’t. It’s nice to see this side of him again.”

“Yeah.” You had been there in the post-breakup phase, and you never wanted to see him like that again.

After breakfast and getting all the dishes in the dishwasher, you went and took a quick shower and then you were on your way to class, wearing one of Thomas’ sweatshirts to hide the fact you were wearing the same clothes from yesterday.

It was game night, and you were a little nervous. Sure, you’d attended games before, but never wearing Thomas’ jersey. You knew the girls were going to talk, but let them. You were the one he wanted, not them. He hit into the glass in front of you and smiled; you smiled back.

They had won in overtime, and when he bowed out of the celebration, the boys looked at him. You came up at that time and he pulled you into his side for a hug.

“You can go celebrate with the boys. We can do our date later.” You said.

“No.” Thomas said. “I want to go out with you. Just you.” He said, leaning in, “I’ve been looking forward to it ever since you said yes.” He whispered in your ear. “Boys, have a good time. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

They all cheered (they loved you) and let you guys out without too much ribbing. You let Thomas grab your hand as you walked to the little diner on the outskirts of campus. “Good game.”

“Thanks.”

Dinner was nice, and he walked you back to your dorm. “Can we do this again?” He asked as he stood on your porch as you got out your house key.

“Yeah. I’d like that a lot.” You grinned, kissing him goodnight on the cheek. “Goodnight Thomas.”

“Night, y/n.”

#here-for-Bords writes #hockey blurb #hockey imagine #thomas bordeleau blurb #thomas bordeleau imagine #thomas bordeleau imagines #thomas bordeleau x reader #thomas bordeleau fic #umich hockey imagine #umich hockey blurb

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tomb-bloom-noctem · 4 months

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Stupid vent ignore this but I'm mad about something.

It's been over a year since someone in the Sonic community accused me of being a creep because I had poorly phrased how much I like the character (prompt went, to best of my memory, are you normal about Sally Acorn? Which I responded "I'm sooo in love with her!" Which I didn't intend that in any form of a literal sense. It was poor phrasing on my part. The OP called me out saying how as an adult I shouldn't be talking about a minor aged character like that. I apologized, removed my post, explained it wasn't intended that way. Got called a creep anyway.)

I've gotten some serious internet hate before although most of it themed around my TA&TA fic. But this has stung me bad and still makes me mad and cry whenever I unfortunately remember it.

Just fucking drives me up the wall. Yes I am an adult in a fandom who's characters are teen and kids. I have also been in this fandom since I was 5 years old.

I am also extremely asexual. And I am also extremely sexually traumatized.

I get it's only one person who misinterpreted my statement and didn't care to accept my apology and explanation that it was a mistake. But it was a poor choice of words. It's not like I drew or wrote smut of the character.

The internet has buzzed some lately after Kotaku released an article about pornography featuring video game characters. With Sonic being the highest ranking male character and 6th most highest overall.

*cue my gagging*

Seeing folks tweet about that has just made that stupid interaction hurt again and again then learning shortly ago that an official artist is drawing porn of them. For fucks sake. I'm not someone who's contributing to that at all. Not on Pornhuh. Not on Ao3. I don't make it, I don't want it, I block on sight. I don't engage with sexual content. I don't want it. Meanwhile

Ken Penders. Adam Bryce Thomas. And I'm sure they aren't the only ones. Folks who have worked on the series officially. Making gross statements and suggestive or downright pornographic art of characters.

The Ao3 tag for Sonic being downright unuseable without filters because some much smut content is made for it.

And then the statistics Kotaku pulled there.

I know it's dumb to still be frustrated over but fucking hell. These characters are so important to me. But not at all in a sexual way. And being called a creep because of a poor word choice just. God I can't bear it. Even if it's only a single person who thought it and frankly I'm sure has moved on plenty by now, the idea and fact of someone thinking of me as a creepy pervert for Sonic characters has me royally upset.

#tomb talks #venting

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myrddin-wylt · 1 year

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What the hell is anon going on about? We don't even own these characters like...

And like you said, we're drawing from the same source material so we're bound to come up with similar if not the exact same headcanons.

Also, the whole nations dying headcanons has been done to death (pun not intended). Which isn't a bad thing, it just means there are not really any original takes on the subject. And you want me to go all the way back to like 2012, possibly farther to credit the original person to say nations can grow their limbs back? Who's to say the one anon considers the "original poster" of the headcanon didn't take it from someone else, who took it from someone else, who took it from someone else and so on.

Also also, sometimes others headcanons will influence me without realizing it. But often times in the mix they become my own/I don't remember where I first heard the headcanon.

Sorry, this just got me heated 😅. Like I can't explain it. Headcanons are kind of different than art and fanfic. I don't think they need to be as harshly protected as anon is making it out to be.

When I see someone with the same headcanons as me I don't immediately think they stole my idea, I just go "Hey you're very smart 🤝"

at this point I've gone on too much but I wanted to respond to you so: it's very annoying for a few reasons but like. as an aside. there's a reason people are entitled to their work and the form it takes and the effort put into it but they are not entitled to their general ideas, especially not when drawing on the same material. and I think a lot of the irritation is because we've likely all had to tell ourselves that exact thing, because there's nothing quite so annoying as realizing you aren't as uniquely creative as you thought.

idk man I just wanted to talk about Vampyr crossover so I started with nation biology. like Arthur has to have a vampire for a doctor because no human in the world could get him to admit that he does, in fact, feel pain. and not only that, but he's vulnerable in several ways due to historical injuries that he sustained because he was 'too weak' to avoid them or heal from them or whatever. and Arthur won't admit important shit like that because that's his actual canon characterization, so most of the time Jonathan has to use his blood sense and manipulation skills but he does that fairly easily because the game revolves around the player being able to pick all the exact right dialogue options and be a total manipulative bastard until you can figure out what these people are suffering from because they literally will not just tell you even if Jonathan is their literal doctor.

this includes characters like Thomas Elwood, who sustained serious burn injuries during his time fighting in France in WW1 and who has physically healed but still feels immense pain because he has a psychosomatic condition, and the only way you can unlock the hints for his character is to figure all that out yourself without saying the wrong thing because the game runs on an autosave feature so you can't go back and fix mistakes and the characters WILL clam up if you say something wrong. there's also, hold on, Harvey Fiddick who fucked up his hand and needs surgery but the doctors keep fighting over what procedure to do and they aren't sure if he'll ever actually get full use of his arm back anyway because sometimes injuries heal wrong or never fully heal at all. like the only thing that makes Arthur different from any of them is that he has historical flavor.

like I'm really trying to emphasize the degree to which I've been thinking about nations having old injuries despite their healing abilities and how their biology differs from humans. also I'm stalling because I keep getting my ass kicked by this goddamn sewer beast. also I'm trying to get other people to try this game because I love it. ALL THAT ASIDE--

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sleepy-achilles · 6 months

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The Michaels kids, Kids.

Generation three? Let's go! No. I am not doing generation four. If I ever do a doubled aged up family of destruction I'd just mention them in passing.

Because let's remember, Leon and cassie are supposed to be kids right now. They have been aged up for content purpose. Their original birth dates? 2000 and 2005. But these two were never meant to be kids, they are more interesting teens and adults. And also for the storyline, they have to be. I mean I've changed John's birthdate, and I'm always changing or avoiding Shawn and takers age 😅

John Cena Micheals and well his undisclosed partner (edit when revealed I guess)-

Willow Sky Michaels-

Willow is John's only child, but with the amount of cousins she has, she's basically not a only child. She's the oldest of the Michaels. She follows John strongly in the fact she loves music. She doesn't become a wrestler but sure loves making apparences in the business and has a spot on the wrestlers roster. She mainly makes entrance music for wrestlers.

She's childish and loves to mess around but just like John can be serious when necessary, and as the oldest grandchild, she tends to be the leader a lot. She also has her other parents bad temper and anger issues. But, she manages to control it with music.

Her base age, (the age she's designed to be, obviously ages change all the time in my stories.) Is 17. Her birthday is 12th of May.

Her favourite cousin is Athena but she's closet with Beau. Leon is her favourite uncle/auntie.

Nicknames- Will and songbird.

Leon Thomas Michaels and Drew Mcintyre-

Beau Zeppelin Michaels

Beau is a split of Leon. He has Leon's personality and attitude but Drews looks. Beau enjoys wrestling but it isn't his first love, just like Leon, he hates being the center of attention, but the issue is, just like Leon (lol), he's a natural at it which makes him a big deal. He's well known for his strong ring presence and skills in the ring.

Beau has a passion for art (drawing and photography), sports (dancing, basketball and wrestling) and skating. He's a class clown, a real asshole and trouble maker but he has one of the sweetest, purest souls out there. There's just a few walls to get through. He clashes with both drew and Leon but especially Leon because their so alike. But, because their so alike they get on the best aswell. They rarely fight but when they do, it's like a world war.

He definitely has his anger issues but will eventually learn a way to control it.

His base age is 15. His birthday is 9th of August. (Allow it fam. I need pieces of myself in all my ocs)

His favourite sibling is Ophelia. His favourite cousin is Willow. He's the closest to Willow and Athena, mostly because of their age. His favourite auntie/Uncle is John.

Nicknames- BB, Zep, Beaut, Punk and Mini Lee

Athena Esme Addams-Michaels

She's the child of Leon and Valentina. Leon offered to be a sperm donor for Val when the father dropped out when Athena was born. So Leon stepped up and now they share custody of her.

Athena is definitely a cliche popular girl and she loves it.

She's definitely Leon's most sassiest child. She's a drama queen and loves stirring up trouble to watch.

She ends up being the most like the Death Valley lot because neither of her parents have a pure soul.

She loves singing and acting. She does adventure into the wrestling world, but only as a manager as well she wants to focus on a acting or singing career more.

Her base age is 14. Her birthday is 1st of July.

Her favourite cousin is willow. Her favourite sibling is Beau. She's the closet with Beau and Ophelia. Her favourite uncle/aunt is Cassie.

Nicknames- Ena, queenie, Princess and Bee

Ophelia Catriona Michaels

Ophelia is definitely the quietest of the pack. She likes painting and drawing. Loves video games and cooking/baking. She hates sports. Her sketch book is basically surgerically attached to her. She loves reading. She also loves hiding away in Beau's room.

Ophelia also gets involved in wrestling but it's entirely behind the scenes. She's very into fashion and goes on to be a fashion designer, one of her side jobs is creating gear for the wrestlers, which she does for free.

She enjoys getting involved in Athenas trouble making by adding quiet little comments, then she'll just sit back and watch.

She's not entirely innocent. She loves bullying Caspian and Hunter. Especially caspian. Ophelia has a dry witty sense of humour and yes, sarcasm is a gene that runs strong in this family but Ophelia? She's the queen of it.

She's definitely the smartest of the pack.

Her base age is 11. Her birthday is 6th of December.

Her favourite sibling is Beau. Her favourite cousin is Jesse. She's closet with Caspian and Hunter. Her favourite aunt/Uncle is John.

Nicknames- O, Cat, baby girl and scout.

Caspian Kai Michaels

Caspian is a golden retriever puppy as a human. He's always needs to be doing something. He's hyper and loud. He loves running and he loves annoying his siblings.

He loves video games and he especially loves watching wrestling. He also loves practicing moves on hunter. He becomes a wrestler like Beau but is more known for his humour and mic skills than his in ring talent.

He struggles in school the most out of the kids but is the most well behaved one in school. He just struggles on focusing and staying on the task at hand.

Caspian has a love for building things aswell. The only reason he stays in school is for the wood work classes. He adores legos and anything DIY.

He goes on to grow a love for working on cars and bikes. It seems the only time he can focus is when building or fixing something.

Nicknames- Pup, Buddy, Cas and Pain.

His base age is 9, his birthday is the 15th of March.

His favourite sibling is Beau and Athena. His favourite cousin is Josh and Jesse. He's closet with Hunter. His favourite uncle/aunt is Cassie.

Hunter Michaels (Kang Hyun-Woo)

Hunter was taken in by the Michaels when he was 5. They saved him from a very shitty situation in which his parents left him in the valley. Which obviously isn't safe. He's very grateful for Leon and drew and even more grateful that they go out of their way to continue letting him explore his culture as well as theirs. He's also impressed by how good Leon's Korean is but also that the others go out of their way to learn it as he begins to learn English.

Hunter began his love for dance whilst watching Leon and Beau dancing in the gym one day and decided that was his calling. Leon, obviously knowing what it's like to dream of being a dancer, immediately signs him up for classes with Beau.

Hunter goes on to become a dancer, doing back up dancing for celebs but also running his own dance class. He adores dance and wouldn't trade it for the world.

He's also hyper like Caspian but is more on the quiet side. He loves playing with caspian and the pair are practically joined at the hip for most of their life.

His base age is 9, his birthday is the 15th of March.

His favourite sibling is Beau and Ophelia. His favourite cousin is Willow. He's closet with Caspian. His favourite uncle/aunt is Cassie.

Nicknames- Kiddo, H, Hyun.

Fake twins- Cas and H are the families fake twins. They both share the same birthday but also act a lot like twins. They clicked immediately and are basically inseparable. The wrestling community refer to them as the sunshine twins because of how bubbly and happy they are.

Cassidy Athena Michaels and Rhea Ripley-

They have Twin boys.

Jesse Leo Ripley and Joshua Theo Ripley (I have never struggled so much to find twins. So, they both look like him)

Jesse is definitely the trouble maker whilst Josh is the good kid. They have a Grumpy and sunshine dynamic.

Jesse is younger by 4 minutes.

Josh loves this and uses it to tease him.

Jesse loves engineering and josh loves having his photo taken. Both boys loves started at a young age and went on to develop and become more serious as life went on.

Jesse hates his photo taken and josh hates having to work on cars and normally gets his brother to deal with it.

Josh is very clumsy and Jesse is dyslexic, so both boys are always looking out for each other whether it be ready to catch josh or to read over Jesse's school work before it's handed in.

Even tho both boys are polar opposites they get on the best in the family. It has to be a twin thing.

Their favourite saying.

They also have a thing they do in which they'll perfectly copy each other, as if they were reading each others minds, and not even notice.

They hate twin stereotypes but that is the only one that applies to them.

The pair do become wrestlers and do the whole twin dynamic. But they have side hobbies that also become jobs.

Jesse goes on to design and sell motorbikes whilst Josh models.

Their base age is 5. Their birthday is the 3rd of January.

Well..their favourite sibling is well each other. Jesse's favourite cousin is Beau and Joshs is Willow. Jesse's favourite aunt/Uncle is Leon, Joshua is John.

Jesse's nicknames- J, Guy, Buster

Joshs nicknames- Josh, JT, Dude

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #leon michaels #john cena #cassidy michaels #rhea ripley #drew mcintyre #oc characters #the family of destruction #got a extension

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oh sorry for sending you down a random and inane internet rabbit hole that's what i get for speed typing on a tiny iphone screen and just sending it without checking lol. i think i mean to write what if instead of the batman 2022 it was the owlman 2022 movie. because i think pattinson could play a very scary villain if they gave him the material.

🤣 ahahaha oh, I see!

okay, then...i think an owlman movie in the style of the batman 2022 could be great, that is fun, but crucially i would want it made in the context of battinson already existing.

mirror universe rpatz, just taking his already hingeless and vaguely stunted yet deeply sincere portrayal of the character and upping it to true detached-door levels.

since the official position is to not have owlman be mirror bruce, but his brother thomas jr, they obviously would never make this, even leaving budget considerations aside.

but there just haven't been enough owlmans for batman 2022's specific treatment of the material to work as a dialogue in the same way, so i think it could only really land if it was done as a dialogue with their own, existing film.

so then, what would an owlman launching from the world established in the battinson film want? he believes all the worst things about his father, i guess. he believes all the worst things about everything and thinks it makes him rational and clear-eyed; he's got to be the most self-congratulatory cynic ever, and also walk around in a bird hat in total seriousness.

he's out to master the Gotham underworld and also control its politics. you could do something with his owning the mayor?

or with a contrast to battinson's hatred of being in public etc where owlman is the one running for mayor?

if we pursue the themes around Riddler in that movie, battinson owlman probably encourages the bitterness and disillusionment of The Youth and their radicalization, and takes advantage of it to turn them into weapons against society. very modern and yet utterly traditional!

idk, owlman is a hard villain protagonist to work with imo, because he's such a control freak and so selfish you need a big external problem to get any story out of him. absent the 'thomas jr vs police commissioner thomas dad' drama at least, which is hacky but hey it's comics ig. otherwise he just keeps chugging along doing evil, unless you want to chase down the nietzche multiverse breakdown from the Crisis on Two Earths or something.

i'd want to pitch a version of jokester at him to get some dynamism in there, but realistically then i'm just using battinson as a set of action figures to play out my fanfic lmao.

robert patttinson could certainly do a good villain, in that he seems to revel in the camp end of melodrama without checking out on acting while doing so, and also he has the capacity to be quite threatening because he's demonstrated that he can go ham while maintaining character. which is not actually easy to do.

but i'm not sure how well drawing the audience's attention to the fundamental idiocy of owlman as a concept would work when he's not uh. very lovable. because battinson works because he attracts our derision and our affection simultaneously, you know?

and i've never seen pattinson play anything he wasn't making fun of--i've only seen snippets of him as cullen, come to think of it, and if i saw the fourth harry potter movie i formed no memories, but anyway.

mostly what i'm coming away with here is i'm now curious to see what pattinson would do with an actual serious dramatic role. which is not how i would describe owlman.

#ask #hoc est meum #Anonymous #owlman #battinson #hypothetical films #unsure to what degree contempt upon the world is pattinson's actual baseline setting #and to what degree he plays it up because it's his brand #but it's definitely not all fake so idk how much he can turn it off?#would be interesting to see #but i appreciate that for all it harnesses the energy of irony poisoning batman 2022 is a pretty sincere film #and you can't really capture that balance with a villain movie in the same way #...i'm thinking maybe owlman dies at the end #batman #i guess #it feels off to have the owlman movie be a refutation of owlman #but i can't imagine what else it would be

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