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zipsunz · 9 months
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a comic i did for sunny's birthday ☀️ 🎨
(art by me, script by @sunkitty143!)
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laikataru · 9 months
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They’re a little silly
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carlyraejepsans · 1 year
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Mary is such a nice name! Was she nice? I would imagine so...
huh? mary? ...heh, no way. i mean, "good"? sure. "best coffee in a twenty miles radius"? that too. but "nice"? oh man, that's like calling the elephant foot a bean bag.
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steele-soulmate · 20 days
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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 592, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU
SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?
WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character
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“Papa Pete! Mama Wen Wen!”
I chuckled as I dropped to my knees to gift little girl with a late birthday hug.
The little missy’s fifth birthday party was at the local Chuck E Cheeses, and her own, personal table was a happy mess of nineteen little boys and girls from her kindergarten class.
Elizabeth and Elle, Katie and Jing, Baby Tommy, Baby Eve and Baby Noah came in behind Peter and I, my beefcake of a husband wearing the Ratajczyk triplets bundled in on my burly chest.
“Liddle girl!” crowed Baby Tommy, leading the charge to hug his older sister, the four babies colliding into each other and ending up on the ground in a cackling mess.
Peter was laughing as the girls came up to hug the birthday girl next, the both of them sandwiching the tiny five year old between the both of them and their American Girl dollies.
I was well aware of the other moms and some dads whispering amongst themselves, and I knew that they were only lusting after my handsome husband as he was showing little girl’s classmates the tiny little triplets in his arms, his deep, rumbly voice soft and gentle as he interacted with them.
“Your husband is good with kids!”
“He has a bunch of nieces and great nieces, so he already had good practice by the time I met him!” I told the mom with a chuckle.
“I would imagine so- how many kids do you have, anyway?”
“Well…” I huffed out another giggle. “Elizabeth is Peter’s daughter from a previous relationship. Katie is a friend of Elizabeth’s from school, and Peter and I adopted her a few years back. Elle and Jing are the girls’ American Girl mini me dollies. Vanessa Rose, or little girl, as we all call her, is my daughter, who I carried as a surrogate for her daddies, and Peter is her godfather and favorite person in the whole wide world. Baby Tommy is our son, Baby Eve is our adopted daughter and Baby Noah is our nephew. The triplets- Baby Mattie, Baby Teddy and Baby Jojo- are the last of the Ratajczyk kids.”
“Oh? Has that been determined for certain?”
“Peter had a vasectomy last year, so yes,” I frowned at her. “It has been written, and so the fates have been decided. And so it had been written.”
“Oh.”
Little girl was now introducing her younger siblings to her peermeates, with Baby Tommy very clearly becoming overwhelmed. He tucked his head into his arms, folding himself into his older sister’s back, creating an absolutely adorable sight, which I snapped with my cell phone to post onto my social media at a later date.
“Hihi James! Hihi Aaron!” I greeted my daughter’s daddies with affectionate hugs.
“Hihi, Mary Claire!” James greeted me, sporting a Triceratops like appearance with three hot pink party hats strapped to his head. “How are things?”
“Doing good!” I answered him, watching as my husband commanded the attention of the kiddos and their parents with an easy smile on his handsomely bearded face. “I regained all of my hearing back, by the way!”
“Yay yay!” cheered James, chuckling as the last round of little girl’s little school friends came up to the table, a surly little man, who threw a wrapped present onto the table, hanging back as his mother tried to gently force him to interact with the others. “Oh, Chrisopher is here- can you ask Peter to keep an eye on him? He’s a wild kid- he’s already been in trouble for pushing four different kids on the school playground. I only invited him because I didn’t want him to feel left out.”
“James, it’s not a crime to lay down a boundary,” I sighed, keeping an eye on the pouting little man. “You are allowed to say to the parents, I don’t feel comfortable about hosting Cristopher at little girl’s birthday party. And if his parent doesn’t respect your boundary, you just walk away.”
“Noted,” he grinned at me, stooping to place his chin on my shoulder. “I wish I had your backbone.”
“I only developed my backbone after meeting Peter,” I shrugged, watching as Christopher pushed himself out of his mom’s arms and sulked to sit at an empty seat, staring down at his neatly folded hands. “I kind of had to, especially after all the traumatizing shit that the both of us had been through!”
The both of us shared a chuckle, turning back to Aaron as he tucked his cell phone away in his back pocket.
“Sorry, my work never ends,” he chuckled, joining us and turning to look out at the kids.
Just then, a person in a fluffy gray costume came out through a door.
“CHUCK E CHEESES!” screeched someone, causing for the kids to race over and knock the giant mouse down onto the ground in their joy at seeing the costumed mascot.
Christoper went over and kicked at the back paw of the fallen mouse, being rewarded by his mother’s sharp voice calling out his name.
“He sure does seems to be a handful,” I hummed in a soft voice as little girl leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to the mouse’s nose. “Good job being gentle, little girl!”
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electriccenturies · 4 months
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me, January 1: this year, I'm actually going to reply to people. I'm going to reach out to people. It's no big deal. I'm going to spend time with people even though its soooooo stressy. I'm so lonely!
me, January 2, after getting a text from a classmate who wants to meet up and practice before our next course starts: I don't want to answer this text please this is so scary :'''''( heeeeeelp
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becoach-a · 6 months
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i do love beard's tendency to learn. like. he truly loves taking in new information, and he loves teaching himself new things. a walking encyclopedia. if he doesn't understand something? he researches it. he takes the time to look it up, read about it, etc. beard's knowledge of things is very vast, and it's anyone's guess as to what beard might know. whether it's about fungi, the history of baseball, biology of trees, the dutch language, several pop culture related things, etc . . . it's a good guess that beard'll know something.
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Creed III: A Cypher Flicks review
By Daniel Paiz Creed III: a Cypher Flicks review is here for this highly anticipated third movie, a movie that’s had its release date circled on the calendar for months! This third installment is the directorial debut for Michael B Jordan, and it’s a film where Jordan’s character Adonis Creed has everything to lose. Cypher Flicks first started in part because of Creed, as that film resonated in…
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🎤 Idol AU
AU Memes - Accepting
The lights shone for a moment longer. Confetti rained from the ceiling like mana from the heavens, with the small difference that mana seldom blinded those it landed on. Still, Nabs held her pose, one arm in the air, a plastic smile that somehow read sincere on camera, legs precisely spread beneath her shoulders creating a perfect "x."
Nobody could tell how heavily her chest heaved, save her stage partner. They weren't looking at each other, but it was easy to tell both their energies had been sapped by the performance. Three rounds of planned encores on top of a full routine was already enough without knowing there was another one tomorrow.
A boy/girl duo wasn't a common trope, but that was probably what gave them their edge. It also helped that, thank god, their manager had never tried to imply that they were an item. It was a bad look for any idols, man, woman, or otherwise to date at all, and dating within the act was probably a bad idea.
Which made it all the more unfortunate that they were, in fact, dating in secret.
It didn't show on stage, though. They were a perfect duo, and they even bickered in front of the press to really sell the image. Big girl bossy Nabs and the charming, suave Gan who seemed impossible off stage, but harmonized flawlessly. No wonder they kept selling out.
The curtain fell, the lights dimmed, and they were finally allowed backstage. Nabs immediately collapsed on a couch in the green room, feeling like glitter had replaced her skin.
"I swear to God if they make us do glitter again next season I'm gone."
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pink-amethyst-tarot · 6 months
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♡ A L I C E I N W O N D E R L A N D ♡
Pick A Pile Reading ♡
General, Love, and What to look forward to readings for each pile.
Take What resonates and leave the rest and know that you're the one in control of your life at the end of the day. . . .
This PAP reading is inspired by my mutual and friend, @itsmealicehi
Thank you so much for the idea and for sharing your energy with me.
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♡ P I L E 1 ~ P I L E 2 ~ P I L E 3 ♡
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♡ p i l e 1 ♡ - Slow Down, you crazy child/ I can do bad all by myself
General: Four of Pentacles, Knight of Swords (Reversed), The Hanged Man, The Moon
Bottom of the Deck: Four of Wands
You might be feeling like there is no control in your life, so you are controlling the things that you can with an iron grip. Because of this, you have been punishing yourself, holding back your own progress. You may be presenting to the world that you have it all under control but on the inside, you feel like your life is falling apart. Right now, you are too in your own head. It's time to reach out to the person or people that you trust. Asl for advice or a helping hand. Right now, it's too hard to tell the forest from the trees. This is not the time to make decisions without care or thought. The life that you want is not that far out of reach. Slow Down. Don't forget to celebrate yourself.
Channeled Song: Vienna by Billy Joel
Love: Queen of Wands, Six of Pentacles (Reversed), Five of Cups, Eight of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Ten of Pentacles
For those in a relationship: The relationship started out amazing and this person promised you everything you could have ever wanted. Now, it seems like you have to pull teeth just to get some attention. This person is giving you love kernels to keep you but never enough to satisfy you. You may feel like because you've put in all this time and effort, you should stick it out. When someone shows you who they are, it's in your best interest to believe them. This person may say they are going to change all the time. But have they put in any effort? Have they done a 180? Or are they doing enough to keep the peace and then going back to square one like a conversation was never had? If you stay, it will only lead to disappointment, dissatisfaction and resentment. I think this person is holding you back from being your best and happiest self. You don't need anyone's help when it comes to being miserable. You can do bad all by yourself.
For those who are single: This is a warning to watch out for people that want to use you and have an unbalanced union with you. It will only hold you back and leave you unhappy and unsatisfied.
Channeled song: I Can Do Bad All by Myself by Mary J. Blige (this song don't have a studio version and I'm still so upset about it! We need to call Tyler Perry and Mary J. Blige.)
What To Look Forward To: The Hermit, Seven of Swords, Two of Cups, Queen of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Six of Pentacles
You have been moving in silence, making plans and moving strategically. You are crafting new opportunities, not just for yourself, but for people in your life. You will be giving gifts once you have reached your desired level of success. I think you are going to meet someone that adds to your success as well. Though this is romantic for some of you, that isn't the case for everyone so take it how it resonates with you. It will be like you can read each other's mind. I definitely this person is a part of your soul family.
♡ p i l e 2 ♡ - It'll be all over in the morning
General: Six of Wands, Wheel of Fortune, Two of Wands (Reversed), The Hierophant, Seven of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Queen of Swords
The hardships that you have faced are over! Because you did not let them break you, it has made you better and stronger, despite all that you have been through. The tides are turning in your favor because you never gave up even when it seemed like things would never be any different. You kept your faith. You may feel hesitant to move forward because the unknown is scary and you've already faced so much adversity but, trust your intuition and reach out to your spirit guides. They love you and they are here for you. Know that you can move forward with protection, and you will be led to abundance and long-term successes.
Channeled Song: Ain't No Need To Worry by The Winans (I will say this is a gospel song, so if you think that will trigger you as someone with religous trauma, don't listen to it.)
ain't no need to worry bout // what the night is gonna bring // it'll be all over in the morning //
Love: Nine of Pentacles, Six of Cups, Judgement (Reversed), King of Pentacles, Six of Wands (Reversed)
It seems like you are happy being single but it looks like you are getting an offer from someone kind, maybe someone from your past. In my mind, I see someone that was a close childhood friend or maybe you went to school with and you knew or knew of each other. Don't be too harsh on this person. It's good to have high standard and knowing your worth, but no one is perfect. Even perfect fruit can have bruises. Even if this person is everything you ever wanted and dreamed of, they are still a person that is living life, just like you. Know that this person is great and great for you, flaws and all. You will feel cared for, loved, safe and so much more. There is a change you will let your ego get in the way. Don't let it. It will slow down the progress of your relationship or even ruin it all together. Know that letting your ego in the way means losing the love that you so deeply deserve. You are safe with this person. Let your guard down.
Channeled Song: Renegade by Big Time Machine ft Taylor Swift (This channeled song is a little different because it's from your person to you.)
are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these? // and let all your damage damage me? // and carry your baggage up my street? // and make me your future history? //
What to Look Forward To: Ace of Pentacles, Six of Wands (Reversed), Ten of Pentacles (Reversed), Queen of Wands, Temprance (Reversed), Justice
You have some exciting new opportunities coming up as well as some things from the past you have to finally acknowledge. This is going to shake up your world. I think you may want to do some self care at this time. Grounding yourself will be really important. Know that whatever this is, you can handle this. You have been through worse. You are strong and capable. You are going to feel unbalanced and like you need to rush to make a decision. Other people may be pushing you to make a decision. Don't worry about that or about them. Take your time and do what is best for you. You will get all that you deserve; all that you have worked for.
♡ p i l e 3 ♡ - You're built different
General: Temprance, Ten of Pentacles (Reversed), Queen of Wands, The Devil (Reversed), Justice
Bottom of the Deck: Two of Pentacles
You don't need to be what others want you to be. I see that, right now, you are at peace and balanced but you're being pressured, either by other people or by your own thoughts, to "get yourself together". The thing is though, YOU ALREADY HAVE IT ALL TOGETHER! You are doing things in an unconventional way and that freaks people out and makes them worried because they can't gage the likely outcome. That's not any of their business and you can't make how they feel about your life your problem. Stay on the path you are on if that is what will make you happy. Be confident in your choices. Act courageously even when you are terrified. The things that are meant for you will find you. The life you want may not be the status quo, but it's yours. Isn't the enough?
Love: King of Pentacles, Seven of Cups (Reversed), Five of Wands, Ace of Pentacles, Five of Pentacles, Queen of Cups
Someone is coming in to offer you a long-term commitment. In the past, you have been offered similar offers, only to end up in tense relationships where you ended up estranged and distant. This new person is different, and I think you are going to be able to tell. This will be something so new and so different. This relationship will be nurturing for the both of you. This will be one for the books. This person that is coming in is your soulmate and you will be shocked by how much a person's life can change just by meeting someone.
What to Look Forward To: Five of Swords (Reversed), Ten of Pentacles, King of Swords, King of Pentacles, Queen of Pentacles, Two of Wands
You've been doing shadow work and making changes, healing your inner wounds. That hard work is contributing to your long-term success and will help you clearly see the path that you are meant to take. Self-discipline is important but you are being asked to watch out for signs of perfectionism. It's not about the destination but about the journey. Speaking of journey, the stability that you have cultivated, you are ready to put your ideas into motion by making plans at this time. You can achieve the goals you have desired to achieve for a long time.
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olderthannetfic · 7 months
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One thing to keep in mind about sign language is that not everyone who uses a sign language is deaf or HoH.
I know this maried couple, both of them are hearing and both of them were raised in deaf households and grew up with both sign language and spoken English. The mom has one deaf and one hearing parent and grew up with both languages equally, and the dad has two deaf parents and learned spoken English a little later than most kids. ASL is his native language and English is actually his second language, and his hearing has nothing to do with that. As adults, they use both ASL and English at home because these are their native languages. They're raising their son, who is also hearing, bilingual in both ASL and spoken English, because this is simply a family that uses two languages.
They're not fandom people, but if they were I'm sure they'd enjoy a video of a signed fanfic as much as they'd enjoy a podfic, and for the same reasons. Not becaus they need a specific format to interact with a fic at all, but because ASL is their native language and it'd be nice to have more media in the same language they grew up with.
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bullet-prooflove · 11 months
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Blankets - Bishop Losa x Reader
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Tagging: @witches-unruly-heart @annetje @abby2 @danzer8705 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @the-wandering-lunatic @alwaysachorusgirl @vannabanana1995 @beardedbarba @multifandomloversworld @camelia35 @queeniesdiary @est1887 @lilvampirina @creativitybeware @genius2050 @mortal--soul @buddinglinguist @spookyboogyuniverse @kishie8 @saltyunicorn079 @nessamc @spaghettificationandpretzels @nu1freakshow @lyly00 @oureternalbond @beccabarba
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When Bishop first meets you, he isn’t at his best. He’s exhausted, the stench of smoke and cordite clinging to his skin. He’s seen too much tonight; he just wants to go home and drink himself into oblivion, but he can’t because now there’s a kid involved that he has to do right by.
When he’d heard that there was a stash house in his backyard he was pissed. He thought the club had sent a clear message the last time Vatos Malditos had encroached on their territory, but apparently, he had been wrong. They’d expected drugs, a little smack, a couple of kilos of coke but they hadn’t expected the kid. He’d known they were into some dark shit but trafficking kids for sex…
Putting bullets in those animals had been way too fucking quick.
They’d found the kid cowering in the corner of a princess themed bedroom, nine years old he guessed, hair in pigtails, a schoolgirl’s uniform with a skirt that was far too short and a tie that was far too low. They’d tried talking to her in English and then in Spanish, it wasn’t until Bishop saw her hand gestures that he realised she was deaf. He couldn’t imagine how fucking terrifying that must have been, to be at the hands of monsters with no way to communicate, to have your voice stripped away from you. He knew a little sign language; he’d started learning when Aidan had been diagnosed with hearing difficulties.  He’s rusty has fuck but he manages to tell the girl she’s safe, that no one in this room is going to hurt her, she signs back to him quickly, too quicky and he has to hold his hands up so that she understands that he’s a novice.
He discovers her name is Mari and she sticks to him like glue after that. He’s forced to ride in the van with Creeper because she refuses to let him out of her sight.
It’s Coco that suggests taking her to the community centre. Stitches has been running a clinic out of there and knows the manager, she’s helped out in situations like this before. It’s a happy place he tells Bishop, kid friendly and they’ve been doing some great work in the community. He can’t stand the idea of just dropping Mari off at social services, so he has Creeper swing by.
You’re waiting by the front door when he arrives. It’s been a while since he has been by this way and the place has changed a lot. Shit has been going downhill since the Galindo Agra Park project stalled and it looks like you’ve stepped up, he notes the additional services that are now on offer. The clothing drives, the food banks, the pop-up children’s library…
All of these things make difference to people who are barely managing to keep themselves afloat.
He thinks he recognises you, but he can’t be sure, it might have been back after Aidan was born and he was taking him to the Tummy Time play sessions. Even back then he knows he would have noticed you. He’d been committed to Antonia, but there was definitely something about you.
“Thanks for helping out with this.” He says, shaking your hand. “I only know a little ASL.”
There’s a thrum of connection there, something he hasn’t felt in years. He almost pulls away, but he finds that he can’t bring himself too. You like him, he’s gruff but earnest. He could have dumped Mari at social services, but he chose to bring her here, to a place that hopefully she’ll feel safe so that you can find out more about her.
Mari refuses to venture anywhere without him, so he finds himself seated on a red bean bag in the children’s library, his motorcycle boots resting on a brightly coloured patchwork rug. It makes his chest ache being back here, it’s different than before but the memories of Aidan, they’re everywhere. When he sees the Gruffalo book, it almost feels like he can’t fucking breathe.
It’s the motion of your hands that distracts him. You’re sitting cross legged on the rug across from Mari, continuing a conversation in ASL. It’s moving too fast for him to follow, but he’s captivated by the flourish of your movements, the speed and grace in them. It’s clear that Mari’s impressed too. The kid has been withdrawn ever since they found her, now she’s animated and rapt. He figures it’s been a long time since anyone’s actually spoke to Mari in her language.
“She says she was brought here by her Uncle.” You tell him later on in the break room, your hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. “When he couldn’t pay his own fee, he traded her to pay off the rest.”
“Man, that’s fucked up.” He says, his gaze on the young girl curled up under a blanket on the couch. The kid is fast asleep, a stuffed lion clutched to her chest, it breaks his fucking heart. “What’ll happen to her?”
“I have a friend who works at a charity who deals with this sort of thing. She’ll be here in a couple of hours.” You told him with a grimace. “Sadly, it��s more common than you think.”
Bishop sags back in his chair, his head tilting back as he sighs. The world is a fucked up place and he knows that but tonight, somehow it feels a thousands times worse.
“Obispo.” You say his name quietly, your hand coming to rest upon his. It’s warm, your touch. He doesn’t expect it, part of him wants to yank his hand away because that brief moment of connection is too much. He’s been alone for such a long time, he’s forgotten what it feels like to have someone actually give a shit, about him, about the people around them. You could have told him to fuck off tonight, you could have called social services, stayed at home drinking a glass of wine or whatever you did to wind down, but you hadn’t. You’d stepped up and he fucking admired that. “You did a good thing tonight. If you hadn’t found her…”
You let the words trail off  because the truth is you can’t bring yourself to say it. He gets that, he doesn’t want to think about it either. He slouches down in his chair, arms crossing over this chest. It’s cold in here, colder than he thought it would be. You’re wearing a black sweatshirt with white stars over your jeans, it clings to your form in a way he tries not to notice. All he has on is a short-sleeved shirt and his kutte.
“I’ll stay until she gets here, your friend.” He says, his gaze coming to rest on Mari as he rubs his hands together to warm them. “I don’t want her to wake up scared.”
“Ok.” You tell him, before snatching up a blanket from the back of the second couch and handing it to him.
He shakes his head.
“I don’t need that.”
“You have goosebumps.” You point out, gesturing at his biceps. “I’m still working on getting the heating fixed but it’s a process…”
He fixes you with a stare, it’s meant to be a glower but you can see the exhaustion in his handsome features, how tired he is both mentally and physically. He’s stubborn, you shouldn’t like that, but you do. You set the blanket down in his lap. He huffs before rolling his eyes and shaking it out. You watch as he tucks it around his chest and upper body, drawing it up to his neck.
“I’m doing this because the heating’s out.” He tells you with a scowl.
“Not because it’s comfortable as fuck,” You summarise. “Yea I think I got it.”
The two of you fall into a comfortable silence as you busy yourself collecting the coffee cups and depositing them in the sink.
“You didn’t have to stay you know.” You tell him, glancing at him over your shoulder. “I can keep her company.”
Bishop tilts his head towards the little girl asleep on the couch, he remembers the way she clutched onto his kutte when he helped her to feet, how she refused to let go of his hand when they’d first stepped inside the community centre…
“Yea.” He said, closing his eyes as he hunkers down in the chair. “I do.”
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redactahoe · 6 months
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Tank centric shaw pack headcanons
Tw:// this is unorganized brain rot shenanigans, there will be mentions and talk of Quinn, tanks shitty parents, etc. but it will be mostly fluffy shenanigans also mention of my personal tank headcanons, this also is unedited
Tank was and still is freakishly huge (like bigger than David) in wolf form but kinda “tiny” in human form. And this caused a lot of health issues and social issues. But Mr Asher “I befriend everything that breaths” Talbots(is that his last name??) decided at the age of 14 that he was going to befriend the impossible(or that’s how he puts it)
Asher is one of the few people that could touch tank without them flinching
Tank was born half deaf(like they hear next to nothing without hearing aids) and a little blind in the left eye, so b/c of this Asher with the help of David forced ever single pack teen to learn asl(American sign language) so tank could feel included
Tank also didn’t even realize that they were deaf, they thought that everyone heard like them and struggled for the first few years of life to learn how to read lips (they got to learn sign language w/ everyone else :) )
That is until it was Milo that noticed that tank was deaf and brought it up in the next hang out the teens did(tank wasn’t there cause they were taking care of honey they’re baby sib)
Then the word was passed on to Gabe who decided to take tanker to get some hearing aids
Asher likes to greet tanker by shifting and tackling them to the floor
Asher was the one to introduce tank to music and movies and shows when tank got they’re hearing aids at 15
Asher is a very touchy person and (other than Sam) knows that tank is very touch starved and cuddly
B/c of this Asher used to scare the shit out his mom and dad by jump scaring tank
Most of the pack except for Gabe, David, Milo, Marie, Asher, and a few others are afraid of tank b/c of not only their abnormally sized wolf form but also b/c tank was and still is very instincts based person and more animalistic in nature
Despite the fact that Asher is a giant goofball he still very protective of his pack and mate
The most protective of them all goes tank, David, then Asher. Everyone else is normal
Asher had to be physically held back from running down to the d.u.m.p facility that Quinn was in so he wouldn’t tear Quinn apart
The pack didn’t know the full extent of abuse tank went through until after Quinn was arrested and it’s safe to say that a lot of the pack(including our non werewolf members) had some pretty violent thoughts they wanted to enact on Quinn
When Asher’s parents started traveling and his sister moved tank regularly checked up on him b/c they know what it’s like to feel abandoned
Soon after tanks meeting back in daliha, they had a heart to heart with David explaining that Quinn would’ve only attacked the pack if they were “in his way”. And that the only reason tanks friend was attacked was because that friend consistently called Quinn out and tried to keep tank from falling to deep into Quinn’s manipulation. The said something like “ Quinn is a coward, he would never attack Shaw pack without a sure fire way of getting away with it or if he’s was running out of ways to manipulate me and the pack had too many connections for him to do anything that wasn’t a desperate last attempt.” This is really when it clicked for David that tank really knew what they were doing when they kept everyone away. Sure it was self sacrificing at its finest but tank probably didn’t see many other options
This was even more solidified for him when tank was going on for hours trying to get a rise out of Sam and he said that if tank kept “acting”(whatever that meant) they would’ve forced him to “hurt those precious little humans the Shaw pack keeps around”
Out of spite of what Quinn said about darlin being his last sight before death, darlin, David,angel, sam, Milo, sweetheart,Asher, and babe stayed inside and had a sleepover at the pack house and actively avoid Any thing regarding the execution
Around the time tank and babe started getting close(they’re besties b/c I said so) bab started to work for a research facility they focused on bettering vampires lives and was able to get in contact with William and DUMP to start a experiment to see if they could find a way for vampires to be in the sun by using Quinn as experiment fodder
Babe went ask tank for permission and tank asked why keep him alive babe responded with “Quinn has hurt to many people to just simply die, he deserves so much worse, and hey maybe he could be useful for once in his pathetic life :).
Tank obviously agreed because there was just something so ironic about how Quinn’s want for power and eternity(he use to go on and on about how vampires are superior and how powerful and old he was) would be the cause for his suffering
On that same note babe despite being kinda small can be quite scary
I’m gonna end it hear. I’ll make a part two sometime later
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fleogecorpse · 9 months
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# CREEPYPASTA/MARBLE HORNETS HEADCANONS
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#note : silly thoughts + and attempt to revive this dead asl account
nina is, obviously, a scene queen and has managed to drag cody into it. now they both dress like scene kids and became a lot closer, both skateboarding when they have nothing else to do.
jane’s a metalhead. often times she blasts music at full volume at her and mary’s place.
due to burning herself, nina lost all of her hair and can’t grow it anymore. as a result she wears wigs and false lashes, and draws on eyebrows. slowly though she’s getting used/more comfortable without them.
brian uses mobility aids, ‘nough said. he has a toothgap too.
until slenderman took him in BEN couldn’t stay in the outside world too long, so he mostly stayed in electronics.
helen’s both touch starved and touch repulsed.
sally’s a shy, closed off and quiet girl. she tends to stay away from the men of the mansion, and even when they grow close with her she’s still very wary.
laughing jack has no insides or anything, just an empty body that’s like a rubber hose cartoon.
liu is the lead singer/guitarist in a band
clockwork has a shaved head and she looks fucking amazing
toby has 2c-3a hair that reaches just above his chest. most of the time he wears it in a low ponytail or man bun, sometimes half up.
cody is toby and lyra’s half brother through their dad.
while the rest of his senses got enhanced, eyeless jack lost his taste.
nina knows how to play the drums, toby can play the cello, brian can play the bass, and jeff knows piano.
alex can’t play a single instrument but he has a good singing voice.
jeff is actually really good with kids, much to the others’ surprise.
helen can’t cook for shit.
they didn’t choose their aliases, it was the humans/society/idk.
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hii may I request the ASL brothers with a little sister reader who acts like Marie from the movie Aristocats.
You got it!! Thank you, @chochotorianime10 !!!!
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ASL X LITTLE SISTER
HEADCANONS
First, you are a little bit prissy and spoiled.
You're a middle child, and you always judge someone. You always everything neat and perfect.
Whenever the food ready, you yelled, "Me first! Me first!" And luffy asked, "Why should you be first?".
Then you looked at him with a dead look, " Because I'm lady, that why!" You answered, But there are things you good at.
And it steals, like you slay like a fox. Without getting caught or noticed. And good at disguise someone.
When you got older, you didn't make your own pirate crew. You keep stealing, but you always give the poor people who need it.
And a good fighter like yor from spy x family. You just like Nami.
Whenever you go gambling, you all way win, but you always attack someone who is okay with the rules.
And you did buy fancy clothes.
Here are your fancy dresses and glasses:
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And also have your bounty,
(Y/N) (L/N) dead or alive $60,000,000- and you also needing some things. Being perfect like a princess.
Everybody calls you (Y/N)(L/N) the slay fox. Or the fox lady. As your brother, well, they ask to join their crew.
But you refuse to join, the only one you can join is by playing gambling or having a fight.
Oh yeah, as your power, remember I said you slay like a fox?
That is what you are, but don't show your ears or tail. But you can show your fox eyes.
And you have besties fox eyes called six eye fox, it can grants the bearer extraordinary perception, allowing the to see the flow of someone power.
And allow for the extremely precise manipulation of cursed energy, down to an atomic level.
But you have to wear black glasses, like these:
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And you able to actually see/perceive the universal truth and forces of nature.
You also met Shanks. The guy gave his hat to luffy. Well, guess what!?
Shanks tells you to join his crew, but you refuse.
And you have your favorite ability called infinity it can slow down objects that approach you by taking the distance between them and dividing it into infinitely smaller fractions.
Nobody touches you unless you let them. Your ability, the Six Eyes, is what truly gives you the godlike powers that set him apart.
You can create clones from your hair, just a little bit.
Well, thank you for reading. I hope you love it, and thank you, @chochotorianime10 , for requesting.
If you want more, give me any headcanons you want.
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steele-soulmate · 3 months
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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 580, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU
SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?
WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character
WORDS: 1122
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“Hey Elizabeth!” I greeted my daughter as she came bounding out of her ballet class, a face splitting smile on her face. “How was class?”
“It was great!” she bubbled excitedly as she stopped in front of me, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
“Hey Elizabeth, don’t forget to bring your knitting stuff next week!” called out a brown girl leaving the studio with a tall, slim man wearing a head wrap and an impressive beard.
“Okay, will do Aditi!” she laughed, walking next to me and leaning into me when I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “I’m going to show her how to knit a beanie next week!”
“Oh, fun!” I smiled as we both got into Peter’s Doom Buggy 3.0, which was neatly parked in between a blue Lovebug and a yellow Smart Car. “My love, I’ve intercepted Agent Elizabeth- and now, let’s boogie.”
“Only if you’re quiet sweetheart,” Peter hissed as he pulled out and got onto the road. “The babies and Katie are fast asleep!”
“Sorry my love,” I meeped apologetically as he quickly got onto the freeway and began to drive back to our home. “How long did it take them to conk out?”
“Ten, fifteen minutes maybe?” he whispered, merging with the light flow of traffic expertly, our pinkies interlinked as he drove the family back home again. “Isabelle texted me and told me that she was having an early night tonight. She has something that she’s doing up at the community college first thing tomorrow morning, so I told her to get as much sleep as she needs.”
“Ah,” I breathed out. “Well, Elizabeth had a good time tonight. I think she’s starting up a knitting club in her class and teaching them how to knit beanies.”
A soft bark of laughter flew out past his handsomely shaped lips as he exited the freeway and got onto the street that led up to our house.
It was now March, and the family had mostly healed from the unexpected death of one Samantha Heart. Baby Noah had since carved a perfect place for him in our mismatched family tree- he and the other older babies enjoyed puttering around the house, getting into playful mischief by way of hiding balled up socks in shoes, unplugging consols and giving out surprise huggies.
In the meantime, Baby Eve took her first steps, with her older brother and cousin on either sides of her, the three babies grinning happily as they toddled all aver the main floor of the house, and pretty soon, the little lady was beginning to speed about while cackling loudly. Mittens trotted not far behind, not wanting to leave her furless kittens alone without her around to supervise their every which activities.
“Okay sweetheart, we’re home now,” Peter alerted me as he pulled into the garage, killing the engine before shutting the door and getting out. “Can you help me bring the kids up?”
I smiled, getting out of the passenger seat and opening the back door, where I unbuckled Baby Mattie before heading up the stairs into the house.
With Peter and I both working together, we quickly unloaded the car and brought the kids to their beds, where we quickly tucked them in before retiring to our bedroom for the night.
I moaned as Peter removed my clothes before giving me a gentle birdbath with a damp washcloth, whispering sweet words of love and brushing innocent kisses to my bare befreckled skin.
“I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS “I love you.” KISS I couldn’t help the sleepy giggles that bubbled out of me as he doted over me.
Can I warm my teddy cock tonight?
He nodded his head, chuckling as I wriggled around, flip flopping as he disappeared into the bathroom to change into his nightclothes.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK…” he snarled, baring his teeth as I sank down onto him with a sleepy mewl before curling up close to his chest. I folded my fingers into the thick weft of gray hairs that covered his chest, feeling anxious for some reason.
“My love?” I murmured, suddenly unable to sleep. “I can’t sleep.”
“What do you want to talk about?” he asked me, rolling onto his beack and folding his hands under his head as I began to move over his naked cock.
“I don’t think Elizabeth is happy about needing to get braces tomorrow,” I confessed as I lazily moved along his thick meat. “But I think our talk about it at lunchtime convinced her to go through with it.”
“What did you tell her?” he asked me, bending his knees up to offer me something to lean back onto.
“I told her that if she doesn’t get braces, then her teeth will become black and holey and gross and make her feel even more insecure about herself than she already is,” I told him with a hum as I felt him loose his load inside me, me following close behind. “My love, do you have any more swimmers after your vasectomy surgery?”
“I have some,” he confessed, welcoming me in for a tender embrace. “You’ll have to take a morning after pill tomorrow when we wake up, but Peter Jr. is officially out of commission.”
Okay daddy.
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puccadraws · 1 year
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Linh character spotlight featuring Linh’s supervisor, Zione Hong!
Zione talks about the people who helped build Linh’s character from the ground up, the choice of having her sign in both ASL and VNSL, and about the Asian Signers committee!
Back Pen Pals Forever now on Kickstarter! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/puccanoodles/pen-pals-forever-an-animated-pilot-by-marie-lum?ref=user_menu
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