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spacebarbarianweird · 5 months

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Alright fic request! (Either reader or named Tav, whatever sparks joy.)

I HC that since Baldurs Gate has such a low population of elves, a lot of Astarion's previous sexual experiences did not involve his ears. They are probably the least "used" (his feelings) part of himself.

Maybe Tav isn't an elf and doesn't know, so they eventually just casually reach out- because they are so cute and Astarion's been OK with casual touches like that now they are in a relationship. But he just flinches away- very uncomfortable and hurt this happened.

Tav is obviously going to apologize and try to accept they hurt Astarion by mistake. Maybe not that night, but sometimes later after Astarion got to see them be sincere about his boundaries (maybe even OK woth him having a "bad" reaction) he puts his head in their lap and asks them to touch his ears in a quiet voice.

Basically a story about navigating rough waters with love.

I finally got to your request! I know it's been a while, thank you for waiting!

Synopsis: Astarion has very sensitive ears, you've never touched them. Until today.

Tags: fluff, Elven language and culture.

Thanks @bunnidarling for beta-reading! Your notes are super helpful!

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Pointy Ears

Moon washes the meadow in silver light. As he sits by the campfire, Astarion's skin looks almost marble to you: white and perfect. You glance at him from time to time to detect a hint of disturbance, that his mind has dragged him to some unpleasant place.

But it seems like he is at peace with himself.

His pointy ears twitch a bit when invisible facial muscles move. They’re probably your favorite part of his body: long and sensitive, with a delightful pinkish hue. The elves, Tel’Quessira, have the most amazing ears.

But you suddenly realize you’ve never touched them. You often massage his scalp and have kissed almost every inch of his body, but the ears remain untouched.

The scars and the bite mark? It took months for him to relax enough to let his guard down. You still remember him muttering “Tav loves me, Tav won’t hurt me” while you were caressing his back. You pretended you didn’t hear that. As for the more intimate parts of his body, you two agreed on an “ask before putting a hand into the trousers”.

But his ears… You are a non-elf, a lesser being in the eyes of elves, and know nothing about them. But you remember how many years ago someone told you “Never touch their pointy ears, they hate it”.

“Astarion.”

Silence.

“Astarion, are you with me?”

Silence yet again. He looks somewhere into the woods, mentally far away from your small camp. Suddenly, his eyes squint and you see anxiety on his face.

Nine hells, again.

It happens to him often. He just sits motionless as if someone has cast a “hold a person” spell on him. He can stay like that for hours oblivious to the world around him. As if his mind shuts itself down. Sometimes he returns, surprised it’s already sunset “I thought it was still morning”, he says.

He describes it as a dark wave that just pulls him under into the nightmare, and he can’t do anything, only to keep drowning.

You approach Astarion and sit behind him. Then you touch his curls, slowly brushing them with your finger.

“I am here. I am not going anywhere,” you whisper. “Return to me, please.”

No response.

You keep caressing his head, intensifying your touches as you try to return him to reality.

And then your fingers accidently brush along his left ear.

Astarion flinches, forcing you to take your hands away.

“I am sorry,” you mutter.

Astarion covers his ear with his palm and stares at you in shock. He looks like a person who has been woken up in the middle of the night in some weird and violent way.

“Did I hurt you? I am so sorry!”

“No… you didn’t…” He still looks startled. “I just… Seldarine… How long have I been like that?”

“Since sunset. It’s almost the middle of the night.”

He snatches his shirt from the ground and puts it on. You still feel guilty.

“Sorry… I won’t touch your ears again.”

“Darling, you’ve touched me in much more intimate places and done much more lewd things to my body than this.”

You blush.

“It’s just… unexpected.”

“I am sorry.”

“Stop it! I hate it when you apologize. You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s just… Fuck it. I want to take a walk.”

You nod. “Take a walk” means “I want to wander the woods on my own''. Sometimes he hunts small animals and drains them dry. More often he just walks enjoying the freedom of being in nature. Even a person who loves cities would go insane, forced to spend 200 years within its walls.

You are still embarrassed by your actions, so you return to the tent. You are feeling sleepy and doze off on your bedroll hugging a pillow.

You wake up a few hours later when Astarion returns to the tent. His shirt is bloodstained and his trousers are dirty, but he looks happy.

“Good morning, darling”, he kisses you. “It’s sunrise, time for the mortals.”

“Unless they travel with vampires,” you mumble as you sit up, feeling more or less rested. “I see you are in a good mood.”

“I am always in a good mood when I see your face, my dear.”

You scoot over, making more room for him. The tent is small but enchanted with darkness which fully protects Astarion from the sunlight. You would love to spend a couple of days in the inn, but the nearest town has no such place and you have to stay at the camp.

“Listen… about what happened…” He stumbles over his words. “Could you touch my ears?”

You giggle and invite him to sit between your legs. He presses his back against your chest and you wrap your arms around his body.

“You have leaves in your hair,” you say, brushing his curls with your fingers before kissing the crown of his head. “How sensitive are your ears?”

“Very sensitive, he admits. “That’s why… I… we… don’t like unwelcome touches.”

You carefully touch the tip of his left ear, then move your finger along the edge of the shell.

He closes his eyes and smiles.

You get braver and use your other hand to caress his right ear. You lean forward and kiss the tips, and as you do you feel an electric impulse coarse through Astarion's body.

“Why don’t you wear any adornments? You like rings and necklaces, but all the elves I have ever seen wear something on their ears. I mean, I understand why Tel’Quessir don’t pierce them…”

“Darling, never suggest to pierce the ears of the elf, it’s fucking painful.”

“But are there other ways? Without damaging the skin?”

He shrugs. “Never found anything proper I guess.”

He softly touches your finger and you understand he’s signaling you to stop. You press Astarion tighter.

You sit like that for a while in silence before you make yourself return to reality.

“I need to go to the town to see if they have some job for us.”

“I doubt it. We’d better return to the road at sunset,"he said.

“Yeah, this place is unbelievably peaceful.”

“I would say boring”, he takes out a book from his sack and you recognize Gnim, the language of the gnomes. Noticing your stare, he chuckles. “I prefer to know the enemy.”

You kiss Astarion’s cheek and leave the tent.

The town looks sleepy as if its residents exist in some weird world without troubles and worries. The townsfolk look at you with suspicion. Adventurers are rarely guests since there's almost nothing to do.

You ask here and there about a job, but as Astarion said there is nothing to be found. No troubles. No dangers. No reward.

Suddenly something catches your eye: a small building different in style from the rest of the houses. It is more elegant, with intricate runes on the wooden door.

Elven.

You enter carefully, opening the door as if you are afraid you may break it,

It’s a Jewelry store.

There are dozens of rings, necklaces, and bracelets. They are simple and delicate, but you just can’t take your eyes off them.

“Do you want anything?” A golden-haired elven woman waves her hand over the adornments. “Maybe for yourself?”

You shake your head. “I wouldn’t want to wear such things on the road. I will either break them or lose them.”

“Pity. Maybe for someone you care about?”

Astarion would love something like that. No matter what happened to him, he is still an elf. Nothing will ever change it.

“Yes...” You say with some hesitation. “What do elves put on their ears?”

The woman smiles. “We wear ear cuffs. Like these”, she points at her own ear, showing a golden adornment that looks like flowers. “You want a gift for an elf, don’t you?”

You nod.

“Can I ask what kind of bond you share?”

You blush a bit and the elf smiles again. “It’s not an idle question. Elven culture is very complicated”.

“He is my… love.”

She points at the ear cuffs. “Then, this. Only lovers can give such things to each other. Received from a friend or, worse, a stranger, would be considered an insult.”

“Why so?”

“Oh, poor N'Tel'Quess. So bad of him not to tell you such important things.”

You pretend not to understand that the word she’s used is an insult. You speak some Elven.

“And how important is that?”

“Have you wondered why elves don’t like their ears being touched?”

“Because it hurts?”

Her laughter sounds like bells chiming. “The same way lovemaking hurts when nonconsensual.”

Fuck.

“It’s intimate. Even lovers sometimes don’t do it because they don’t fully trust each other. We allow this only to our aestara, our thiramina.For us, it’s a form of sex. But even regular sex might be less intimate. So, tell me, does he allow you to do that?”

“He did let me do this… today. For the first time. ”

“Then, give him an ear cuff. Choose.”

They all look equally beautiful and you try to picture Astarion wearing them but nothing is quite him. There are smaller and larger ones, golden and silver. Some resemble flowers, and some are more like stars.

Noticing your confusion, the shopkeeper sighs.

“Tell me about him.”

“He… is very kind. To me, at least. Very brave, but never admits it even to himself. He is smart, can learn a whole new language within a week, and can persuade people to do anything he needs. He can do a lot of things with his hands – embroidery, lock picking, you name it. But… he’s been through a lot. His past is very dark and he is still overcoming it, learning how to be with people, how to live this life.”

You carefully avoid details, trying to sound as vague as possible.

“It’s called srinna. The one who tests limits and establishes new boundaries.”

“Yes, it does sound like him”

The woman hands you a metallic ear cuff. It is simpler than the others but you notice small details like crescents and birds. It will look nice with his curls, you think.

You pay and as you leave the elf laughs again. “If I were you, I would scold him!”

You return to the camp at sunset. Astarion is still inside the tent engrossed in the book. He hasn’t been through too many pages. Gnim is difficult for someone who can’t stand its speakers.

Astarion smiles joyfully as he notices you. He always looks like this when you return. Pure happiness.

“So was I right about these peaceful people?”

“Yes. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Why didn’t I tell you what?”

“About your ears! The elven jeweler gave me a lecture about them! You could have at least explained this to me before I embarrassed myself!”

He disarms you with his puppy eyes. They say: ‘Oh, darling, you can’t be really angry with me, can you?’

“Stop making that face. You know I can’t resist it!”

Astarion sighs. “My apologies. Never really took it into account. But yes, touching ears is a form of showing affection.”

You take out the ear cuff and hold it out to him “I’ve brought a gift for you.”

Astarion puts the book away and takes the cuff. He is silent and you are afraid he doesn’t like it.

“Srinna”, he says. “The one who establishes boundaries. Thank you”, Astarion doesn’t try to laugh it away or mask his emotions. His smile is goofy and sincere; he rarely shows it even to you.

“Put it on!” you encourage him. “I want to see how it looks!”

“You’ve given it to me. You must put it on, not me.”

You lean to Astarion and carefully adjust the adornment to his left ear. To your surprise, it fits perfectly and doesn’t show any indication it can fall off. You think it must be easier to lose regular earrings than elven cuffs.

“How does it look?” he asks.

“Gorgeous.”

He cups your cheeks and kisses you. You feel like floating, forgetting about everything. You touch his ears and caress them with your fingers. Then he lets you go and presses his forehead against yours. “Salen arivae.”

“Salen means ‘my’, what does “arivae” mean?”

“Sunshine”, he answers after a short pause.

Seldarine - Gods! N'Tel'Quess - not people. A derogatory term referring to non-elves. Aestar- love Thiramin - soulmate

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neurthotic · 2 months

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can you please do dabi as a bf again but more explicit (nsfw)? tysm

DABI AS A BOYFRIEND II

Not My Type: Dead As Fuck 2 - Motionless In White

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Dabi enjoys giving head as much as getting it, actually. he likes the way you flinch and shudder when the burned skin on his face scrapes harshly against your sensitive inner thighs. he likes locking eyes with you across your heaving chest to watch you struggle to stay coherent, his slow grin against you exposing sharp teeth to your hopelessly overstimulated parts.

but this doesn’t stop him from plunging his fists into your hair when it’s your turn to get on your knees for him, gritting obscenities through clenched teeth and tensing tight as a bear trap as he tries to refrain from smashing his hips into your face hard enough to break your nose. his knees cradle your head—sometimes his superheated hand cups the column of your throat to feel the bulge in it as he slides in and out.

the other thing. his body temperature skyrockets when he’s turned on, the fire inside him boiling to the surface to simmer behind his eyes and in his fingertips. and in other places. you better hope he doesn’t cum in your throat because it will leave burns all the way down. (you have swallowed, once or twice, anyway—for once in his life, it left Dabi well and truly flustered, pupils so large they nearly turned his eyes black with the dopamine rush as he computed what had happened. he probably abruptly called you a whore and then pulled you into his chest, his heartbeat slamming against your ear like a jackhammer, before getting you water and stroking your hair like he was hypnotized.)

a thousand wild horses couldn’t take this hc away from me: Dabi has a bizarre infatuation with pain. the nerve damage leaves him with such a high tolerance that it registers as nearly orgasmic when it happens. he’s constantly trying to get you to be rougher with him, eyes searing and delirious in the dim light as he murmurs in your ear. “bite there again, pretty, make it bleed this time.” “that slap won’t bruise. do it again.” he contents himself with the darkest hickies you can suck into his damaged collarbone, but before he drifts off to sleep, or when he jerks off, the hazy images that imprint on his brain are more like you stabbing his abdomen with pocket knives or chewing his little finger off. it would be pretty hot if you killed him one day

steam hisses off of his overheated body and out of his mouth in copious white plumes when he finishes with a groan, muffled into the top of your head as he holds you. his wiry body spasms with aftershock. if there aren’t tears streaming down your face from sheer overstimulation, and small, scuffed burn marks where his searing flesh ground too roughly against yours all over your body, he won’t be satisfied. there’s almost never an ‘i love you,’ but this is his favorite feeling in the world— cooling down with you in his arms, listening to you try and catch your breath, your heaving chest pressed tight to his. good luck trying to get up to pee.

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[ sorry this ended up way long + i have no experience writing this stuff LMAO but i hope you enjoyed anon 🫶 thank u for the request! ]

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scp230kinnie · 30 days

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Hey!was wondering if we could get a hunter sylvester head cannon thing not sure what they are called (sfw of nsfw it’s up to you!)

RANDOM HUNTER SYLVESTER HCs

warnings: not proofread and cringe

Genre: fluff (?) relationship, friendship, general, whatever

I have no idea if I’ve used some of these yet but whatever

He would NEVER admit it, but he can get really clingy. In a metal way😒

He tries to get you to join his dnd club thing… if it’s during that one part in the movie where they’re trying to find a bassist good luck

We know he (his dad) is loaded, so if you mention something you like or want offhand, he will go researching it and if he thinks it’s cool he’ll probably get it for you

He’s actually really smart. I feel like he’s really good in English, history (when it’s music related, and math.

More on English, he’s better at poetry, but he’d make it metal. He HATES play and book studies (Romeo and Juliet😒😒😒)

He’s not really that big on skipping,, he likes having good grades. (Despite his metalhead behaviour, he doesn’t do usual stuff like that, and he canonically doesn’t drink or smoke or anything)

If you begged him enough he might skip with you

If you convince him by saying it’s to go play guitar or something it’ll be a yes

I also feel like he’s a good cook. Not gourmet by any means, but he knows how to make a few things

He takes so many pictures of you. Mostly candid. He’s so interested in watching you do things

His lockscreen is a Picture of you two at a concert

If you say something braunrot (skibidi toilet or something😔) he’ll just stare at you like😐

He doesn’t really have “guilty pleasure” music, he’s diehard metalhead.

He’s definitely the type of guy to be like “metalcore isn’t real metal🤬”

(I love motionless in white)

Tell him to give it a try okay it’s not that bad

Sorry if this was short I’m in class

Also sorry for the unwarranted hiatus I was at the psych ward😔

#headcanons #fluff #scp230kinnie #tumblr #fanfic #hunter #Hunter Sylvester #Hunter Sylvester x reader #Hunter Sylvester Headcanons #Adrian Greensmith #metal lords #metal lords netflix #metal lords headcanons #metal lords x reader

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daddyhausen · 1 month

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Could i request a hc with Adam Copelad using this prompt please? “[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 ADAM COPELAND MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — adam thought you perished in that car accident

「 WARNINGS 」 — friends to lovers, age gap relationship [ reader is in late 20s / early 30s ], mentions of injury, mentions of car accident

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 588

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x adam copeland

「 GENRE 」 — fluff / angst

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「 COMMENT IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST 」

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the ringing in your ears became more of an annoyance as time went on

the bleak, bleach stained ceiling of a hospital room felt colder than most

it felt empty despite the bodies of doctors and nurses as well as yourself inhabiting it

a nauseated feeling wased over you the moment you made an attempt to sit up

head spinning, still with visions of the accident,

the innitial hit where the drunk driver had clipped you, sent your car spinning off the highway

down into a ditch where you and adam laid motionless before coming to

your body felt stiff and ached, the creak of your bones accompanied by aching muscles

your leg in a cast, from foot to knee

ribs heavily bandaged, so tight that it caused your to wheeze and sputter with every breath

your eyes scanned around the room absentmindedly

meeting with the backs of sterile doctors who seemed insidtingiusable from the next

all dressed in white and the occasional hospital blue

the colour remeniscant of a mid-day sky but held none of the warmth and charm

amongst the bleakness, glancing down at your hand momontariily

a larger, more rugged one encapsulated yours

your hearing now coming to, adam’s voice calling out your name with soft yet, frantic whispers

you peer up to meet his voice, noticing his face crusted with dried blood, the blondish-grey whisps of his beard now stained pink

a small bandage obscuring five or so stitches above his left eyebrow caught your attention

“you’re hurt-” you whisper, attempting to sit up once more before he stopped you

“doll, i’m fine. you’re in worse shape right now”

his weathered eyes watered with tears

“fuck…” he muttered, smoothing down his bloodied beard, hot tears staining his cheeks

“i’m so glad you’re alright…i thought i lost you”

he got all choked up, trying to stifle his sobs from echoing around the hospital room

“you stopped breathing for a bit back there..i..fuck..” he paused for a second.

“i thought i’d never see you again”

his large, calloused palm smoothed down the stray hairs behind your head, his hands still bloodied, not having time to clean them off

his ramblings continued for a minute or so.

adam’s frantic hands found comfort in your stoic ones

“adam?” your croaky words caught him off guard.

the tremble in his hands calmed, smoothing down stray wisps of hair that clung to your sweat and blood tinted skin

tracing down the bruising that swelled around your left eye, the blotches of purple and blue so vibrant against your skin

he paused for a moment, taking in the sight of you, how your eyes welled with tears, not for your own circumstance per say, more so for his own injuries, despite how minuscule they were in comparison

“it’s not your fault, you know that…”

your voice still sounded hoarse and broken, weak with fatigue

“but i was the one driving, i should have seen that drunk driver…”

adam put his head in his hands, a heavy sigh parting his lips

“i care about you. hell, i fucking love you! and i hate that i’m the reason you’re here”

his hands froze for a moment, not embarrassed in the sort, just shocked sightly that those words fell from his lips

‘i always knew you did…” your voice barely spoke above a whisper, still loud enough for him to hear

“and i’ve always loved you, i just wish it didn’t take something like this for either of us to admit it”

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#{ my fics : 🤍 }#adam copeland smut #adam copeland x reader #adam copeland imagine #adam copeland #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew imagine #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction

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ego-meliorem-esse · 6 months

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i love this blog so much; every hc made has the same feeling of staring at an old, european painting flaunt and draped with colour (renaissance; victorian; baroque, etc.) and emotion and feeling that same deep rich feeling of history and beauty pass through you as you stand in the silent hallways of a motionless white museum

I got very emotional at this wow

Thank you very much! You said this yet you have no idea that this is now my absolute fav ask i have ever gotten, you have no idea the emotions you made me feel.

You didn't have to look at my stuff: drawing, hcs and shitposts, but you did and that makes me extremly happy.

I have a flair for the dramatic I have to admit, and it comes out in my posts. Sometimes too much but I enjoy writing/drawing it immensely! And when I find out that someone out there finds as much joy in viewing it as I do making it, it makes everything worth the time i put into it!

Like yes, this is a shitty hetalia fandom blog with a specific niche, but as a community, we put so much thought behind it and make it come to life better than any book or movie ever could. And that makes me emotional.

So thank you again! <3

#fav ask #hetalia #meli speaks #i cried into my pillow a little #:')))))))))))#ask meli

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starlite-sin · 7 months

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*kicks open door* Y'ALL FUCKERS WANT KATE THE CHASER HCS CAUSE I LOVE HER???

-All the proxies (there's more than the four??) live in her house which was made bigger by the slenderman's influence

-She's the second youngest proxy (23), but the first one to join. As a result, she knows how to work around alot of Slenderman's rules.

-Major oldest sister vibes, especially towards the female pastas. Since a lot of them were children and didn't get to experience the teenage years they should have, she works to try to get them makeup, merch, toys, concerts, etc.

-Nina, Clockwork, and Sally go to her for literally everything (boys, tv, books, music, etc)

-Tried to help Tim break his smoking habit but then they both realized they were going to die far to young anyway so they just gave up on it

-Prefers fruity drinks (lipstick lesbian, pina colada, etc) over harder liquor.

-Southern and can have a very pronounced accent.

-Has been made fun of for it

-She has these glowy sabers instead of her knife

-Also incredibly flexible to a concerning level

-Her room is mostly dark since bright lights gives her migranes at best and completely puts her out of commision at worst

-She still sleeps with stuffed animals

-Rogue buys her a lot of them

-Can and will fight the boys and can generally win

-Simps for Tim but will not admit it (she is me and I am her)

-Motionless In White, Dark Divine, Black Veil Brides, etc are her go to bands

-Also really likes Bath and Body Works scents

-She doesn't really have an opinoin on Brian since he doesn't talk to her much

-Suffers from PMDD so her PMS is a new level of bullshit and she turns into an emotional wreck at anything

I got more but this is getting to long already

#kate the chaser #creepypasta headcanon #kate the chaser creepypasta

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cyrusthedragon · 8 months

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14!Mira and 18!Laxus listening to their lil tunes. Laxus is dick, as always, but he promised he'd let her listen her music this evening, so...

Tho, we know Laxus loves rock and stuff, but I love the hc on Mira that she's the one who loves HARD rock. Heavy metal, glam rock, death rock, punk rock. While Laxus is Bon Jovi, Muse, maybe Beatles, Kiss, Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin; Mirajane is SYSTEM OF A DOWN, BLACK SABBATH, SLAYER, MOTIONLESS IN WHITE, SABATON, DEATH ANGEL-

Laxus: 'I need you nooowww, more than words can saaay, I need you now, I've got to find a waaay! I need you nooowww, befooore I looossee my miiind, I need you nooooowwwww---'

Mirajane:

Laxus: that's rock, baby.

Mirajane: pussy.

Laxus: the fu-

Mirajane: 'TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE LOST, HANG ME ON YOUR CROOOSS, IF YOU'RE SO WISE, THEN WHYY ARE YOU SO SOOOOFT? DO YOU LEAVE YOUR THROONE AS YOU CAST YOUR STOOONEES? I'M ABOVE LIVING UNDEER YOOUUR MICROSCOOOPE. YOU'RE MINE, MOTHERFUCKER!'

Mirajane: that's rock, baby.

#fairy tail #laxus dreyar #laxus x mirajane #mirajane strauss #miraxus #fairy tail laxus #fairy tail mirajane #mirajane x laxus #laxus x mira #fairy tail miraxus #ft miraxus #ft laxus #ft mirajane #fairy tail 100 yq

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klovercrown · 6 months

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Omg omg I need to post this before I forget

Just realized the brothers have perfect Motionless in white songs for them

Vincent :

Bo:

Lester:

I honestly feel like he would love their cover of a Rob Zombie song (my music hc is that he loves Rob Zombie+White Zombie) Please tell me if you have any idea, I've listened to all of their songs and can't think of one for Lester. Lemme know your ideas 💖

#slashers #house of wax #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #slasher fandom #motionless in white #MIW band #I'm so happy the MIW fandom is still alive 🖤#Spotify

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vladdyissues · 5 months

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I'm glad you liked the concept of Vlad fleeing to the Ghost Zone. Thanks for answering about him having friends abd that analysis. However, I think Vlad could play his cards right even in canon. He has just tired of waiting love, plus, his emotional nature, and he lost it.

As addition to this concept, I want to share a hc that in first years in the Ghost Realm while Vlad was too weak as a ghost to do some evil plans, between training and attempts to cook blobs (c'mon he has to eat something; I don't think normal human can metabolise ectoplasm but who knows about halfa?) he could travel over the Ghost Zone and paint landscapes. That art therapy wouldn't be enough for Plasmius but it still can help to abstract his mind from his trauma.

Or perhaps he uses art as a way of expressing his trauma instead of trying to distract from it.

Tortured Artist Vlad is something that has been living in my head for almost a full year—ever since I heard Motionless in White's Masterpiece. It just struck me as such a "Vlad" song.

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It's such a provocative image, this man possessed of such incredible power, helpless and suffering. Picture him: furious, weeping, clothes rumpled from sleeping in them, his long hair loose and unkempt, fanning from his shoulders as he slings bloody gouts of paint onto a canvas and then attacks it with brushes, feverishly trying to translate his agony into something he can see, that can be speared and dragged to the surface and then stabbed to death with a palette knife like some kind of Melvillian allegory. It's the only way he can excise his pain and heartache. It's a spell, really, binding his negative emotions. But each time he completes a work, the sooner he has to start a new one. It's as if the magical power of his expression is gradually weakening. What happens when it fails altogether? Will his demons finally consume him? Will he destroy himself trying to keep them at bay? Or will someone special step into the frame of his doomed portrait and help him paint a new picture?

#you bet. and his name is danny #asks #vlad masters #vlad plasmius #pompous pep #(implied)#i've been meaning to write a fic based on this song and concept but haven't yet found the time #maybe when i finish familiar #also anon: i agree with your earlier points #the biggest obstacle to vlad's success has always been vlad himself #either his arrogance or his ambition gets the better of him #''it was always me''

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romanticwealth · 1 year

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Tim and Toby Father-Son HCs ^^

Tim asks Toby about his day and brings him drinks if he notices his ‘son’ looking upset

They watch shows like Rick and Morty, Robot Chicken, Phineas and Ferb, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, and MTV Scream

They steal CDs from local stores and listen to them when going on missions together

If Toby falls asleep after missions, Tim will carry him on his back and take him back to the manor

They have smoke breaks together (Toby doesn’t smoke, but Tim does and they both hang out when he does so)

“Let me drive! I’m old enough to get behind the wheel!” “Are you trying to kill me, kid?”

Steal cigarettes, alcoholic drinks, and other things from corner stores and houses to drink together later on

Motionless In White fans. No questions.

One of them consoles the other whenever they have nightmares

Matching shirts!!!!!

“Dad, I got laughed at in public for my jacket again :(“ “Do you remember what they looked like? I’ll kill them.”

Tim definitely has a ‘best dad ever’ mug

They both enjoy the Scary Movie trilogy very much

They gossip about people in the manor a lot and are REALLY good at twisting stories together

“You’re just like a raccoon in a hoodie.” “I’m a raccoon? :D”

“Dad I got a boyfriend.” “Tell me if he mistreats you, I’ll execute him.” “I don’t think you need to go that fa-“ “I’ll execute him.”

Tim steals a few books whenever he’s on missions and gives them to Toby so he won’t be too bored :3

Jesus Christ my creativity is DYING. Gonna need to start looking for writing prompts soon 🤏🏽

#creepypasta #headcanons #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta headcanons #tim wright #tobias rogers #father son relationship #father son duo #father son hcs #raccoon in a hoodie :D #some headcanons

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changewingwentz · 2 months

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Pinned tweet aka on what to expect here !✨

High time to make an intro now that new people keep visiting my account, so here are the basics

About me!

Name: Hack/Rosalind (main preference but go ham with the others) I also go by Matilda, Darnell, Kitty, Bluebell, Sucy, and Lithop

Sexuality: Ace-demiromantic

Gender: Non binary genderdoe but in the end just a lil guy made of stardust 🌙🫧

Pronouns: They/them/infinity/infinity’s only use she/her if we’re mutuals plz

I don’t mind a preference but prefer towards more masc/neutral identities !

Age : 20

I’m a South East Asian and currently in college !

DNI

homophobic, transphobic, racist, a zionist and/ be “neutral” abt it, or basically a bigot (basically a hard block)

Pro-shipper (do not test me either)

NSFW accs (an adult but not comfortable with you following)

P!ATD (ppl who like the music pre DOAB but don’t support brendon are exceptions) and TØP fans

Identity reveal and/ breaking the boundaries of the ST members anonymity, have some decency

My Tags:D

#hackus art —> My Exclusive Art tag!

#hackus rambles —> the only talking tag

#queueing the end of the eeearth —> miscellaneous/fave post queueing tag

Interests :

AKA what you’ll see from this acc, I have a lot of interests just not talked abt here

The great ace attorney/ Dai gyakuten Saiban⚠️ dgs 2 spoilers untag ahead ⚠️

Sleep Token ⚠️occasional body horror token hc reblog ⚠️

IDKHOW

Fall out boy

Sherlock Holmes (Granada/TGAA/ACD/Ritchieverse/Sherlock hound/ maybe some TGMD)

Motionless in white

Villainous

The Glass Scientists (maybe some MAZM I think that’s the only j&h things I’m familiar with beside the book but that’s it shout out to Me, myself, and Hyde by ice nine kills for this lol)

Disastrous life of Saiki K

Wild kratts

BBC Ghosts

TADC

Alright that’s all ! If you made it this far thank you for reading!🫶

#pinned post #hackus rambles #intro post #blog intro

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ciginatree · 3 months

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Welcome

I figured it's about time I made the introductory post so hi. My name is Mia. This is my side blog dedicated to all things bandom and music (main blog is embracethereaper42). Motionless in White, Bad Omens, and Bring Me the Horizon are the main bands I will be posting about. This blog is a no hate zone, if you don't like the content just keep scrolling please. My inbox is open if you wanna ask or say anything (literally anything idc).

🔞Minors do not interact my blog is 18+

Requests

My requests are open for headcannons and one shots and I am comfortable writing smut, fluff, and angst BUT I have some rules:

No rape, no age play, no necrophilia, no piss kink, no foot fetishes (sorry).

Anything else is fair game unless I say otherwise :)

As of right now I am only writing for the members of Bad Omens and Motionless in White, but I may be open to writing for other bands depending on who it is/context.

Tag List

If you would like to be tagged in anything fill out this form

Masterlist

MIW incorrect quotes: #MIWIQ

Bad Omens incorrect quotes: #BOICQ

Personal works

Vinny Mauro:

Pretty

Movie Night

Perfect for Me (request)

Headcannons

Ricky Olson:

This Place is Haunted

Neighbors hc

#pinned intro #pinned post #obligatory intro post #hello

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scp230kinnie · 1 year

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pls do music tastes for stardew valley bachelors🙏🙏

- someone you definitely don't know

Before we begin I want everyone to know I did see the requests for other fics/hcs and I’m working on them but it has been a little hard cuz of exams 😭 will have them finished as soon is I can

I love shartstew valley omg 😻😻

I definitely don’t know you or anything 😻💪

May I introduce to you all

STARDEW VALLEY BACHELORS MUSIC TASTE HEADCANONS

Characters: Alex, Elliott, Harvey, Sam, Sebastian, Shane

Warnings: cringe

Alex

Modern music

Not Harry styles or anything I think he would hate him

He probably listens to imagine dragons and rap music

He secretly listens to country music

His favorite songs are believer by imagine dragons and high hopes by panic! At the disco

He probably listens to pierce the veil secretly tbh

Emo music is his guilty pleasure

He listens to Eminem while he works out

He also probably doesn’t listen to music very often

Elliott

So obvious but classical music

Like if it has piano or violin he loves it

He also listens to opera

Like he won’t watch it but he likes hearing the voices

He has his music going when he’s writing or he’ll have it playing quietly while he does stuff in his shack

His guilty pleasure is EDM music

He swears he hates it and insists he’s a man of culture

But he does listen to EDM

Not very often tho

Harvey

I like to think he doesn’t really listen to music that often

But if he were to I think he would like smooth jazz

He has it playing quietly in his little hospital sometimes along with the elevator music that’s probably playing

He also listens to 80s rock music

Not very often tho

Usually just when combing his moustache or reading

Not really music but he also likes to listen to ocean noises

Usually only when he REALLY can’t sleep

Which isn’t very often

Sam

Rock music

Of course

He also probably listens to whatever music his own band makes

His favorite artists/bands are måneskin, Paramore, Ozzy Osbourne, and Metallica

He also listens to ABBA

His all time favorite song is dancing queen

He secretly listens to KPOP

Specifically the girl groups

But he totally fanboys over Felix from SKZ

Same

It’s not really a secret because I can guarantee Sebastian knows

He also tries singing along but he doesn’t know Korean so he just says gibberish and hopes it’s close

He also likes listening to whatever openings are from his favorite shows lol

Sebastian

My one true love

Listens to emo music duh

Jk he likes metal, rock, and nu metal

His favorite bands are being me the horizon, Pierce the veil, motionless in white, evanescence, and asking Alexandria

His favorite Song is dark passenger by motionless in white

He is not open to new music

He’s the typa guy to go “come on turn on something good instead of this trash” when you’re listening to anything that’s not within his music taste

He insists his music taste is better than everyone else’s

He doesn’t say it out loud, but when he sees someone in public wearing merch from one of the bands he likes, he really wants to ask them to name 3 songs

I still love him tbh

Late night K-POP karaoke with Sam

Shane

He listens to SoundCloud rappers

He doesn’t make any but he kinda wants to

His favorite band is Green day

His favorite song is Superman by Eminem

I feel like he would put in headphones on the way to work every morning and listen to music

Aside from that I don’t really feel like he listens to music that often

His guilty pleasure is country music

Claims it’s the worst thing he ever heard but secretly shazams any songs

Probably sits in silence with his own thoughts most of the time

Okay that’s it lmk if y’all want the bachelorettes lololol

I hope you enjoy person i definitely don’t know

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