Christopher Bang Chan who would love:

- your stage presence and the dichotomy between that and your offstage self. he would be in awe, backstage, watching your set while in his dressing room on the monitor hanging on the wall. “you killed it!” he would enthusiastically say once you finish your set and come back to your dressing room. he would be fully dressed for his set, which is coming up soon, on a different stage at the festival, but he would be waiting for you in your dressing room, and on the last night of your tour, he would present you with a bouquet of red and black roses tied with black and purple ribbons and be waiting with a really beautiful necklace that suits you, it might even be a black bat, wings extended, in a pretty case that he presents to you. “congrats on your first tour, baby, you did it! you’re a fucking rockstar!”

- your intelligence. one of his favorite subjects is space, and the way you both can go into discussions of hypothetical astronomical events for hours on end makes you one of his favorite people to talk to.

- it doesn’t end there, though, he loves that you are the world’s weirdest encyclopedia of random knowledge. he doesn’t know what to expect to come out of your mouth anymore. he’s sitting at the center island of the kitchen, typing away on his laptop while you brew a pot of coffee for yourself and while you’re waiting, you’d say “did you know a dolphin orgy is called a wuzzle?” and he’ll look up with his confused expression, “a wuzzle?” he’ll repeat, making sure he had heard your nonsense correctly. you sip your coffee, leaning back against the counter as you face him, “yeah, and rams prefer to be homosexual, a lot of animals are inherently homosexual actually-“ at that point he has to stop you, “wai-wai-wait, what? how do you know this?” you shrug, taking another sip as you sing out like a 90s informercial, “the more you know~” it makes him laugh, and speaking of which…

- chan loves your sense of humor. the air sign in him bows to the air sign in you. the dialogues you two share make the both of you fit for a reality series. somehow you land witty comebacks and animated expressions that have him giggling like an idiot. chan can’t take you anywhere, you have no filter. he thinks it’s hilarious but also could get you into trouble. he doesn’t like to admit the tiny adrenaline rush he gets from the chance of you being heard muttering “well fuck me i guess” when someone walks through a door you held open for them without saying ‘thank you’. and you could say it a dozen times and he still thinks it’s hilarious when you land a perfectly timed “alright then, good talk.” after being unceremoniously disconnected from a phone call.

- chan loves and admires your work ethic in the studio. he’s extremely impressed by how you take charge of your projects, taking and giving suggestions to the engineer, understanding rhythm, music theory and composition. when it comes to music, you know what you want and how to direct your team to get it. he’s not used to such a vast level of early career full freedom of artistic choice. you’re a relatively new artist, yet you’re the one calling the shots, making the decisions on how things sound. he loves sitting on the couch in the studio, on his laptop, creating himself in between getting caught up in how good something sounds and becoming distracted, a face of complimentary disgust at how fucking sick your last take sounded once the engineer punched the music in.

- its a given he loves the musician in you, but particularly on foggy, autumn sunday mornings, or late, cool, rainy october nights, when you can be heard playing intricate chords and humming along, or when you strum your guitar, even with the muted strings you didn’t mean to mute, he’s just in love with your feel for music. it’s something that can’t be taught, musicianship is in your bones and he can hear the effects of that as he lies in bed, scrolling on his phone. he’ll be reading the comments of a video one minute, and his ear will catch the pattern of your singing and playing the next, and he’ll find his head grooving and nodding to your rhythm as the backdrop for the little time he spends at home. everytime you pick up a new instrument, you take to it like a pro, and he’s proud to be matched with someone as creatively intuitive as you. you end up inspiring him to be great.

- chan loves how sentimental you are. he’s a romantic libra, after all, ruled by venus, the planet of love and beauty. you remember important moments and celebrate the anniversaries of them in special, unique ways that show how thoughtful you are. you’ll keep movie ticket stubs, or confetti shot out from cannons at a show. he’s naturally the same way, but it’s rare to find someone like that, and he’s found it in you. you’ll secretly prepare his favorite meal, play music by his favorite artist, and have a unique gift for him, even if it’s just to celebrate the anniversary of the debut of his group. no matter what the occasion, you put effort into it and he’s attracted to that.

- as a fellow air sign, chan loves that you’re vocal during sex. air signs are communicative and flirty, and thrive off stimulating verbal communication when done right during intimacy. he’s not used to his partner saying so many things, making his brain work to talk back even though he’s lost in the feeling of your pussy squeezing around him, wetting his thighs with each slap against your skin. that’s not enough, no, you have to talk him through it too, “yes, yes, im your good girl, right? right chan? i wanna be so good for you.” the way you whimper underneath him, it’s reassuring to his ego, and stimulating his carnal instinct to feel you coming around him, because if he’s being honest, that’s one of the best feelings in the world to him. “yeah, you are my—good girl, fuck,” he can barely hold back from how you tighten around him when he says it, “you’re always daddy’s good girl, yeah?” he knows you love to hear him talk, really sometimes it can be the silliest thing because he loves that you…

- are fascinated by the things that naturally make chan—well, chan. after being in such close proximity to him for so long, the novelty of his accent wears off to the average human, but every now and again he’ll say something that is just so…foreign that you’ll point it out, mock it, and giggle and find such joy and entertainment in just the pronunciation of a word or an unfamiliar figure of speech. “i dunno, i like the way the accent feels in my mouth when i try to do it. it feels like there’s something in the back of my throat,” you’ll say another word that sounds so vastly different in his dialect, like ‘traffic’, or ‘egg’, and you’ll butcher it so bad, and end up sounding like the australian equivalent of a redneck, and he’ll always laugh, rhetorically asking “what??” and you’ll spit it back out at him again, in an embarrassingly american way and it reminds him just how different you two are, but just how special he is, and always has been. “i have no idea, honest to god, you could read me the dictionary and i’d fall asleep,” you’d say, when he asks just what is it about his accent that you find so attractive. “-wet, i’d fall asleep wet, for sure, but i’d at least fall asleep. can you imagine? i mean think about it, you’re turning me on to the sound of the definition of ‘compass’” there you go with your blunt, transparent and honest humor again, bringing him to laughter at how ridiculous you can be sometimes.

but he loves it 🖤

Stimming HCs

Moira - Needs to stim pretty much constantly - she requires that Constant Small Movement - but she’s a lot more subtle about it in public. - Taps her nails on things, wiggles her fingers, does raptor hands. Used to stretch her bad arm almost compulsively, until she realized she just made it worse. - Likes to find good textures and run her fingers over them - it’s a good, subtle stim. She loves anything with grooves that she can trace. - Vocal stims, repeating phrases to herself, usually in Irish. She tends to annoy herself a little with this. - Taps pencils, and sometimes chews on them without realizing it. - Bounces her legs in private, taps her feet if she’s in a more public space.

Tyrian (TW for s*lf h*rm)

- His tail satisfies 70% percent of his stimming needs - the thing is pretty much always moving, responding to his moods, and when he’s sitting down, he tends to bounce it against whatever surface he’s sitting on. - Sharpening his blades is a good stim, he likes the sound. - Picks at scabs, bites his claws and runs his fingers over old scars. He’s a canon masochist, so he’s got some self-harming stims. Watts tries to get him to stop, but... - When upset/agitated/close to a meltdown, he paces, moves his hands a lot, claws at himself and lashes his tail. - Chews on things, does the raptor hands (again, canon), scratches at anything just for the satisfaction of cutting into them...

Blake - Like with Tyrian, she stims a lot with her tail and sometimes her ears, and their subconscious responses to her emotions satisfy a lot of that need for stimulation. She also runs her hand through her fur or rubs her own ears sometimes. - Growling. It’s a vocal stim of sorts, she loves the way it makes her chest rattle. - Lots of scent stims. She loves the smell of books, some flowers, and tea (just because it’s got comforting associations.) This also means she will bury herself in her loved ones’ beds because it smells like them. - Fiddles with the corners of papers when she’s reading - she’s also the kid who used to doodle in class. - If given the choice, she will not sit normally in chairs.

Jinx (mild s*lf h*rm TW) - Big, loud, jittery stims, like she’s got too much energy to burn off (she has). Bounces up and down, flaps her arms, bounces her leg. Allergic to sitting still. - Auditory stimmer, whether it’s listening to music on repeat or just finding a background noise to focus on. She can’t stand complete silence. - Chews on stuff - will usually chew on her lip, but substitutes it with bubblegum or hard candy if she’s bitten to the point where it hurts. Also bites her fingernails. - Traces the clouds on her tattoos with her fingers. - Likes to rock back and forth, both as a happy stim and as a self-soothing one. - Doodles on everything.

Caitlyn - Has kind of conditioned herself not to stim much because it’s not “ladylike”/socially acceptable, so her stims are pretty subtle unless she’s in private. - She needs to stim when she’s thinking, and usually ends up pacing. - The thing she does in Arcane when she spins her gun. Very satisfying, but she tends to catch herself and put it down because you shouldn’t stim with your weapons. - As if she doesn’t fiddle with her rifle when she’s holding it... - Will toy with her jewelry whenever she’s wearing any. - Scent stims! She wears perfume for that very reason. - Her favorite/most common one is tapping her pencil when she’s working.

Jon - Vocal stims. He’ll repeat phrases from his statements, if there’s one line that stood out to him he’ll hyperfocus on it for the next few days. - Picks clothes for how they feel - big coats and soft knitted shirts that he can drown in, long swishy skirts, and jewelry that he can stim with. - Speaking of stimmy jewelry - chewy necklaces! - He’s also got a tangle stim toy that he plays with while he’s working. - His favorite stim is anything that makes clicky noises - pressing buttons or, even better, putting on and taking off the lid of... anything, really, over and over (projection).

Pidge - Pidge is another subtler stimmer, with the opinion that it’s “no one’s business”. He finds stims he can weave into his daily life. - There’s a satisfaction to just working with laptops - the glow of the screen, the sound and feel of tapping keyboards is just very satisfying to him. - He loves pressure stims. Big jackets. Tight clothes with a binder underneath. The heaviest weighted blanket he could find. - He also loves soft, fluffy textures, and he sleeps with a plushie - a slightly oversized teddy bear. He loves to just run his hand over its fur. - He’s very protective of his things, and this goes double for anything he stims with.

Jonny - Big stims, loud stims, all over the place. He Does Not Care if he’s being annoying. - Will tap his boots or even jump up and down if he’s wound up. Paces and kicks things. - Music is a huge stim for him, and yeah, listening to it is good, but singing? He’ll start randomly singing when he’s doing literally anything else. - Likes the feeling and sound of playing cards. Will play solitaire when bored, or just idly shuffle a deck. - Paints his nails with obscene amounts of nailpolish and waits for it to chip so he can run his fingers over it. - Stims by fiddling with his gun. He’s immortal, it’s fine.

Nastya - She also enjoys music stims, but she’s a little less over-the-top about it. Hums to herself, sings (sometimes in Russian) when she thinks no one’s listening, and re-listens to their recordings. - Dresses for stimming purposes. The heavy coat is a pressure stim, and she loves the sound her boots make when she’s walking around. - Fidgets with the fabric of whatever she’s wearing, too. - Plays with her hair, or Jonny’s. When her hair is shorter than shoulder length, she likes to shake her head and feel it swish around.

modern au!where whenever jinx is asked about why she hates caitlyn she says it's bc she's straight. as soon as cait comes out to everyone she says it's cause she's gay.

today on: messages that made me crack up more than they reasonably should

I fully believe Michael said ‘it’s only five nights, how hard can it be?’ right before going down to sister location and getting totally eviscerated.

This just makes sense to me

it’s literally canon that Silco wanted Jinx to heal, otherwise his ideology doesn’t make sense. And it’s still not supported by the text that he wanted to make her into a weapon from the start (to the point where ppl somehow believe he orchestrated it cos *looks at notes* he actually wanted Vi and settled for Jinx???)

star guarding again

I am frothing at the mouth, this is basically a love confession

you need a PhD to understand gender in arcane

Jinx walking into Noxus like she's Lady Gaga at the 2019 Met Gala, but instead of a series of elaborate outfits underneath one another, it's a series of elaborate outfits embedded with just as elaborate weapons she handmade. They guards need her to remove them all for everyone's sake and to avoid an international incident. Meanwhile, Swain is Anna Wintour breaking years of tradition to step out of the gate and see this visitor in person to applaud and approvingly nod at the cartoonish intricacy of her weapons and her outfits. Swain's just seeing her and thinking, "This young woman is a danger to us all. What a joy to have. "

Hyunjin so fucking fine it makes me angry, it makes my stomach hurt. I wanna kick the shit out my car. He’s not even my bias. Not even my 2nd or 3rd bias either. Why is this man so fucking perfect. Bro is 5’10, beautiful, can paint, sing, dance, rap, skateboard, and probably a bunch of other shit I don’t know, he got a big dick, he’s a Pisces I just, I can’t physically handle it so it makes me aggressive. He’s lucky he’s not my man, I’d punch him in the stomach soon as he comes home from work and then suck his dick. That’s how fucking perfect this creature is, I can’t even be a coherently cognizant human. That’s why ancestors said nah you can’t have this one. I’m much tamer about Chris; but Hyunjin would have me keying cars and putting trackers in his hairties. LMFAO some people I just know I shouldn’t touch because the door to my insanity will bust off the fuckin hinges on god.

I was thinking about my fic Play Among The Stars. It got me curious about what other places they would do in Piltover 🤔

Also taking into consideration Ekko having his z-drive, he assures Jinx that if they get caught by enforcers he'll go back in time.

If he repeatedly uses the z-drive Jinx gets deja-vu. She'll ask him how many times they've been caught. Ekko tells her and how he came up with a plan to evade them.

They're both having fun breaking into stores and vandalizing buildings.

Ekko is being over cocky with his latest invention and not taking the near arrest seriously.

That is until something happens to Jinx.

Inspired by @letters-to-rosie @oreo-oro-orero & @julietwiskey1 !

mice to meowt you :3

seeing grian being. whatever he’s being this season like

finally, representation for us minecraft players who just live in caves and fish and do nothing else

ive seen a lot of posts about how morro should come back to life but not have an important role but is kinda just there and i agree w it 100% so imagine

lloyd finding out morro is back when they bump into each other at an MCR concert

lloyd is definitely in disguise with those dark hair dyes that can be washed out and HEAVY liner- that he stole from kai- around his eyes and he's having the time of his life screaming at the top of his lungs along to 'this is how i disappear' in the pit when all of a sudden, he's bumping into someone who's screaming voice sounds so eerily familiar to someone that haunted him and- lo and behold, its morro

and morro is still just vibing. he just got back from the dead, he wants to enjoy his next chance at life without fuckin it up now that him and his da-master wu are cool. he's screaming the next song out when he notices the dude next to him staring and finds green eyes that he loathes staring right back in shock and- wouldja look at that, its the "pathetic exuse" of a green ninja lloyd (what the hell happened to his hair he missed a whole patch of blond in the back wtf)

knowing them, they're about to start a fight right there but 'welcome to the black parade' starts and they both just. loose it

they just (with unspoken words) decide they'll deal with each other later and spend the rest of the concert screaming and crying