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makeminemarvel · 5 months

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Favorite Namor costume other than the classic?

The problem is I admire the classic silver age design- green Speedo, gold bracelets, buccaneer earring if you're lucky- so much for its elegant simplicity. It updates the golden age costume (which is even simpler, the black or red speedo with stylish stripe) with a more fantasy aesthetic while maintaining its character.

His dress-up formalwear is a highlight, such as for re-coronations, tyrannical rule or weddings. His silly helmet-crown makes me laugh but a grand cape suits him.

In terms of superhero costumes, I am fond of his rehydrating Reed Richards-designed black seventies suit.

It maintains the crucial aspect of Namor's design, cleanliness and simplicity, but it adds a little structure with the shoulders that adds a regal quality. The shininess makes it wetsuit-like which is important. The other most important aspect of a Namor costume, in my opinion, is practicality. Namor's classic design is a swimsuit (he's not in his underwear!) because he is an aquatic hero and swims all the time. The weird gold armpit wings look like flippers or fish fins and I also like how even the big belt looks like a wrestling trophy. This costume encapsulates Namor's main activities, swimming and fighting. In fact, you could tell that just by looking at it if you never seen Namor before. You look at this guy and you know he's a swimmer and you know he's a bare knuckle brawler.

Honourable mention: his short-lived X-Men costume from X-Men Red!

Possibly a few too many panels and colours to count as simple, however very practical and the short sleeves and wrist warmers are very sporty, very him.

Now for some self indulgent complaining 😈

The two criteria we've gathered for a good Namor costume are: 1) simplicity, 2) practicality.

This thing is 1) complicated, so much so that no artist has ever drawn it the same way as another, and 2) impractical, as he is covered in heavy armour stupid for swimming (setting aside his superstrength) and dangling chains for enemies to grab onto. What is with that gap between the... Belt? And the buckle??? Is the stylised seashell emblem glued to his skin? I understand the royal -> armour instinct but I think it must be resisted in Namor's case, based on the criteria we've set out but also because Namor's powerset leaves him far less vulnerable to the injuries armour protects you from. (Unless it's a special powerup like the sacred armour of Atlantis from the 90s series, of course, which is just rad).

In addition I notice that in a great many AU designs or fan redesigns of Namor's costume, artists will frequently give him a panel of additional fabric on the front of his swimsuit for no reason, I suppose to look archaic but it always pisses me off. For instance ultimate Namor has one (but I won't post any pictures because those issues are shit and Greg Land is garbage).

#namor the submariner #namor #namor mckenzie #asks #ty for asking conner ❤️

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seokiloquy · 1 year

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Pearlescent Pt 1 - Iwaizumi Hajime

Au: Merpeople

Requested (kind of)

Tags/Warnings: GN!reader, That’s about it.

Word Count: 1.8k

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5

You had seen him a few times while wandering up and down the length of the beach. A towel draped over his legs and a pile of seashells in his lap, the boy would pick one up, scratch at it with a small pocket knife, and then feed a small string through the carved hole. He seemed rather stoic in his concentration, brows pushed down and mouth curved in a natural frown. As you passed, you noticed his hair becoming more spiked as it began to dry off.

“Your eyes aren’t glued. Look somewhere else,” Hanni hissed, digging an elbow into your side.

Your head spun to her. “I— What— No—”

“Don’t try to deny it. Since we got here, you’ve hardly picked up a single piece of trash. Your pockets are filled with beach glass and seashells, and you’ve been staring at him every chance you get,” she scoffed with a teasing grin. “When I asked if you wanted to go swimming, you just said, ‘huh, okay, ya.’”

“And?” Your voice raised.

“You can’t swim.”

“Good point. Look,” you huffed, glancing over your shoulder at the boy, “he’s just interesting? He looks good, and he’s making something.”

Hanni sighed, “You have a type for scary-looking buff guys with a hobby.”

“That’s not true!” You shook, causing the glass and shells in your pocket to jingle.

“Don’t lie. If you’re not going to pick up trash, at least do something productive and talk to him.”

“No way.”

Hanni’s eyes flicked over your shoulder. “He’s looking at you?”

“Heh?” You turned around, catching the boy’s eyes as he paused his craft. “Shit, he is. Hanni—”

“Cool, have fun!” She printed off the bag of garbage bouncing against her hip.

“Hanni!”

You were left with a heavy stare shared with the stranger as he threaded his shells blindly. Raising a brow, he nodded, gesturing to the plot of sand beside him. With pinched lips, you came to the startling realisation that he had heard everything.

Kicking through the sand, you rushed to sit at the man’s side. “I’m so sorry. That was so rude of me. I didn’t mean to be a creep.”

“It’s fine.” He wore a sharp grin, flashing his polished teeth. “I people-watch too.”

“It’s not exactly people-watching if it’s just one person.”

He laughed. “What’s your name?”

“(L/N), (Y/N). What’s yours?”

“Iwaizumi, Hajime. What brings you to the beach?”

Sighing and glancing back to where Hanni ran off, you adjusted your position to get your feet in the warm sand. “Yearly clean up. My class got sent to the beach to pick up garbage.”

“Well, it looks much cleaner than normal,” he tried to compliment.

“Hardly to do with any of my efforts,” you said, reaching into your pockets for the collection you gathered while walking along the shore. “I’ve been a bit distracted by something else.”

“Me?”

“Beach glass and seashells.”

“And me.”

You sighed, dropping the small objects into a small pile in the sand. “So what are you making anyways?”

“A gift. Though it seems all the good specimens have been collected already.” He looked at your pile with a grin.

Arms raised in surrender, you kneed the pile forward. It crumbled. “All yours. I don’t even know what I’d do with it all.”

Instead of picking a piece from your collection, Iwaizumi reached to his side and pulled a string out, slicing it down before handing it to you. “You can make your own.”

Raising a brow, you glanced at the thread. “Are you going to show me how? That looks a bit complicated.”

“I could, but shouldn’t you return to class?”

You didn’t even check before denying.

You went back every day during summer vacation. If the sun was out and the weather cared enough, you would wake up, get dressed and run out the door before anyone could wish you good morning.

It was a change of pace, but it was all made worth it when you arrived at the sandy shore of your town and caught a glimpse of Iwaizumi working away on his gift.

“Are you here every day?” You asked after a couple days while trying your best to match his skill level at making these necklaces.

“Pretty much. You can often find me on the sand if I’m not in the water. Or the other way around.” He tied a knot in his string before lifting up the design. “Tada.”

The shells and pieces of beach glass were primarily blue and white with the occasional earthy tone. They were all small, each around the size of your pinky nail and formed precisely with a practised hand to not make them break. Your necklace couldn’t even be compared with its clunky wrapping and forgotten pieces that broke in the process and couldn’t be added.

“Is the pearl in the middle?” you asked, brushing the pad of your thumb against the round surface hanging from the bottom by a bent wire.

“Sure is.”

“Where did you get it? There’s no way you just found it on the sand, and pearls are expensive.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say I just found it. I had to hunt for it.”

“Hunt?”

“Clams are sneaky little things.”

You blinked at Iwaizumi. “You’re saying you dove into the water and hunted clams to get pearls?”

“Ya.” He pointed down the length of the shore where the beach turned into a rock ledge. “There’s some over there every once and a while.”

“You’re insane.”

The rock ledge was infamous for causing broken bones and bruised brains. It wasn’t much trouble if you were even the tiniest bit careful. But often, teenagers found themselves calling the emergency line after a risky fall.

“Don’t worry, I don’t jump in.”

“Then… how do you get there?”

“By swimming, of course.”

You blinked at him, jaw slack. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”

“Then don’t say anything.” Grinning, he lifted the necklace and wrapped it around your neck, tying it in a knot.

“I thought you said it was a gift,” you said, adjusting it to lay comfortably before fiddling with the pearl in the middle.

“It is a gift. For you.”

As school started again, you saw Iwaizumi less and less. Besides the fact that every day was spent going to school and doing homework, you found that the times you would walk by the shore and glance over the sand, there was a severe lack of Iwaizumi’s presence.

To make up for not seeing him, you ensured that his necklace was always with you. It was always in reach for you to fiddle with. However, after being told off by your phys-ed teacher, it remained tucked into your uniform and out of sight.

Hanni encouraged you to check on your way back home. Just to see if he would be there, Just in case, because, just maybe, he would be.

He wasn’t there when you arrived. Nor was he appearing from any corner or street. No one was there. With the cold wind and overcast, you should have expected the beach to be relatively empty. But this was where Iwaizumi spent most of his time. Pausing for a moment, you fiddled with the pearl on your necklace and looked toward the rock ledge he had pointed out. If you were lucky, maybe he would be searching for more pearls.

Looking down the jagged edge of the stone wall, you pursed your lips and couldn’t help but think you were being ridiculous. Iwaizumi, as kind as he had been, was practically a stranger. A stranger that was able to woo you with his sharp features and ability to wrap and thread a beautiful piece of jewellery.

The water was splashing against the stone edge with every gust of wind. The movement disguised any visibility deep below the water’s surface. Had it been a nice day, you would have been able to see deeper.

At the sight of a fish jumping above a wave, you lowered yourself to get a closer look, curiosity piqued. There was something, a shadow moving slowly beneath the whitecaps. The more it moved, the more fish jumped from the water. Shuffling to where people climbed out of the water, you cautiously took steps down, sitting on them to avoid losing balance.

The fish kept leaping above the waves before crashing into them again. As you got to the bottom and sat comfortably on the most extensive flat ledge, another rocketed from the shallow depths and launched itself at you. You screamed as the footlong creature landed in your lap, immediately soaking through your uniform.

It flopped around, wriggling and smacking you as it desperately tried to aim toward the water, but it was futile without any limbs to propel it off you. You grabbed it, shutting your eyes as it wobbled in your grip, risking a smack to your face. Holding it out, you hoped that once you let go, you and it would be free from each other’s presence.

You released your grip.

“Thanks!”

You screamed again. Thinking that suddenly you had fallen into a fairytale and accidentally kissed the fish like it were a prince disguised as a frog. But no.

“You’re a fish!”

“Not really,” Iwaizumi said, holding up your still squirming, scaly friend. “This is a fish.”

You coughed, trying to catch your breath. “You’ve got a tail!”

Pale blue, with a skin-like sheen similar to a dolphin, Iwaizumi’s torso stopped and turned into a long, finned tail of a merperson.

“I do.”

“You’re a fish.”

“A merman,” he huffed, brows pinching. He lowered his arm holding the fish, and raised the other, showing off a clam with a dark shell. “Were you looking for this?”

He seemed too relaxed. While you were feeling your heart pounding against your ribs, Iwaizumi waded in the water casually, with an almost bored expression.

“Uh, no. I was looking for you. You mentioned hunting for clams, so I thought….” you gulped, blinking. “Has this happened to you before?”

Iwaizumi huffed and swam forward, propping his elbows on the rock by your side. “Not to me. But a friend of mine can’t seem to keep himself out of trouble, so I’ve gotten used to the possibility that it could happen. You’re taking it much better than most, though. We usually have to erase their memory.”

You choked. “You can erase people’s memory?”

“No. But we can be very persuasive.”

His smile was too sharp, eyes curving with his cheeks.

“So…like a siren?”

“We’re the same, really.”

You shut your eyes, leaning back against the rock wall as you raised a hand to your chest so you could feel your racing heart.

“You still have the necklace.” Iwaizumi had his cheek pressed into his forearm, shoulders scrunched to his ears as he gave you a soft smile with pointed teeth. “Good.”

“Good? Should I be concerned?” You asked, fiddling with the pearl.

“Not if you don’t want to be.” He dropped the clam by your hip before pushing off the rock ledge. “Go to the beach tomorrow! I’ll be there. And don’t take off that necklace!”

Before you could ask anything else, he dove into the water, tail flicking up behind him. He was gone.

Post-secondary sucks. I wrote this a day before and the day of posting. It’s…. Probably gonna have a second part cause ya. - Bacon

Posted: 20/11/2022

#Iwaizumi Hajime #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi x reader #Haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #x reader #oneshot #oneshots #haikyuu oneshots #haikyuu reader insert #reader insert #aus #haikyuu aus #fluff #haikyu #haikyu x reader #anime x reader #anime

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avantegarda · 2 years

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I'm sorry to tell you all that the interior design vibe in the House of the Wing is "seashells glued to shit"

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pixeljade · 9 months

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One of my fav things about my webcomic im making is that the main characters all work at a seaside gift shop, which is really RIDICULOUSLY fun to think up shit for the background!!!

Like the main things are gonna be sculptures made out of seashells glued together, but also things like shark teeth in tiny bottles, horrendous t-shirts like the ones that have a cartoonish and misogynistic bikini girl on them, faux marine-themed decor items, plastic mini license plates that always have every name except yours, those slippy tube toys that you never buy but you spend five seconds making lewd gestures with, pooka shell necklaces, entirely too much incense with weirdass scent names like "DICK MONEY"...

Its like a setting that EVERYONE who has ever been to a beach town in america will instantly recognize but also its weirdly specific so its a fucking perfect setting for a webbed comic

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doctorguilty · 2 years

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I have lots more curio things coming now that I'm back home and I have all my materials haha. and I brought back a lot of things I collected on the beaches I visited to work with!

I know seashells are considered so trite, but y'know, when you stop to consider that, objectively, shells are the dead remains of animals not unlike bones at all, there's a fresh appreciation to be had for them. That sparked in me only recently. I used to be someone who didn't bother collecting shells cause it just seemed like normie decor to me, until I backed up and realized I'm surrounded by dead creatures, very COOL creatures in fact. mollusks are so underrated! And I think the normie decor perspective on that kinda omits or forgets the fact that this all comes from mollusks. it's weird to think "seashell themed bathroom" would kinda be like "cow skeleton themed kitchen" if people looked at it like that (which would be aesthetic as fuck btw)

Anyway, I ended up spending hours happily hunting for the most pristine shells I could find to turn into personal pieces of art/jewelry, and stuff for my shop. I'm going for less "seashells glued to shit" and more hoping to highlight the actual animal! I'd like to inspire that appreciation I feel in others because wow, it TRULY changed my entire experience visiting beaches, from just like "this is alright" to "there is SO much to notice and find here"

#seth speaks

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mwolf0epsilon · 2 years

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🌽 and🍟 for Conch~

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

Conch is a rather socially awkward person, so he's a little on the fence about acts of affection in general. It's not that he hates affection (far from it), he's just not a super touchy-feely kind of clone and doesn't really like to do stuff like talking or hugging it out.

For him it's all about comfortable silence, personal space, boundaries and (of course) gift-giving. He's known for giving people he likes seashells and sea glass as little tokens of appreciation.

🍟: What does your OC admit to be their guilty pleasure? What actually is their guilty pleasure?

Conch isn't much of a talker so he doesn't admit it per say, but people know he's very much into needlessly pointless collections. If he could, he'd have boxes full of the same kind of shell just so he can admire the slight variations in patterns.

He's also the sort to glue shells to stuff (Ever gone to thrift stores and seen bizarre shit with shells glued on to it for no reason? That's what I mean), even if it's impractical or ugly.

#ask meme #ask game #star wars #the clone wars #clone ocs #scuba trooper conch

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realdirtfacts · 5 years

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Can you hear the ocean?

This will look great in the summer beach cottage!

#seashells glued to shit #it's back #submission #thrifting #Toilet

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shiftythrifting · 1 month

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Some great shirts came Into the thrift I work at this week. Really wanted the body piercing one but it was a small 👎

Also a sea shells glued to shit tree and a somewhat threatening raggedy Anne sign. Their little faces look so concerned

#shiftythrifting #submission #thrifting #indiana #shirts #signs #seashells glued to shit #trypophobia #alcohol mention

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yetanotherthriftblog · 1 year

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A sincere shell frog.

#antique store #frog #seashells glued to shit

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bossskinlashes · 3 years

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Wow my gold hair❤️❤️ Bossskin Lashes and Hair Vendors✨

#black hair #haircolor #hairdresser #lipgloss #eyelash glue #seashells glued to shit #lashpackaging #wholesale lash vendors #lashdolls #lashartist #Spotify

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levisgirll · 3 years

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hi cutie! 💖🥺

i got request for u because i know you'll make an awesome work 🥺 what about Levi's marriage proporsal headcanons/fic? i just thought he will be so sweet~ :D

you don't have to do them if you don't want to!~

take care mina, have a good day 💖🥺✨

𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

text: Heya An 🥺 tysm for your sweet words and for this amazing request!! and I would GLADY do this request :,) (i rlly hope you like it 💖) Also have a great day!! and make sure to take care of yourself, love you! ✨. this really gave me feels writing this i-

synopsis: Levi has decided to propose to Y/N after such a long tough journey and finally out of the walls. The end of the battle and the war. He wanted to live outside the walls with his only special Y/N. How will he proposal Y/N though? And how will he act?

soft & cute fluff, modern au ♡ —

Finally...Levi is going to do it 'Today'. No more backing away. He had it all planned out and everything. Why was he still...hesitant?

"I wonder how Y/N will react....will they even like the ring I got for them..?" Levi said as he was hold the ring box and looking at it.

'Wait....Will they even say yes?' He put it back on the drawer and start pacing around.

'Ugh...I cant believe this...I am actually being nervous? Fuck...I find killing 40 titans at the same time way easier than this...so much for used to being called humanity's 'strongest' solider'. Fucking hell.'

He stopped, and turned around. 'No...If I don't then someone will take Y/N away from me.' That got him back up and he finally took out the ring box he had there for a month now. He will do it. Today.

Levi is such a private man and he loves that only between you guys. Not really a big fan with bringing everyone together and all, he couldn't even think words clearly when he looks at you and stutters, so how will he do that with EVERYONE here while proposing and saying what he thinks his ‘cliché’ speech? Hell no.

He wanted it to be so special. He wanted to remember this memory and grave that in both of your minds. He was going to propose to his lover this evening.

He had the idea already figured out, and it took him around a month to prepare it and get it perfect. He was doing this all while seeing you everyday, and had to try and hide it from you. Which kind of made you a bit of suspicious. He would usually go out during the afternoon to that 'same' expensive ring shop and stand there for 3 hours trying to pick the perfect ring.

"Um...Sir, I can help you if you would like?" The retail assistant would say as she approached Levi who had such a serious look, as if he was making a life or death decision. "No. I need to pick this, cant be someone else." He would say and his eyes glued to the collection of beautiful rings. He takes a long time to buy that ring just for 'you' that day. Nothing but full of his love all poured into it as he finally picked one.

He called up the people to set up and get ready with the preparation today at 10pm.

After he hanged up, he went to his contacts and pressed 'My Dearest'.

Y/N picked up, “H-Hey Love, how are you hm?" Shit. Why did I fucking stutter, I hate my life. He would say cursing himself under his breathe.

You picked that up, and started to chuckle which made his heart flutter. "I'm alright love! Just out with Sasha and Christa shopping....Is something wrong?"

Levi: "No. Can I see you tonight at 10pm? I will pick you up." Please say yes for this....

"Hmm...Yup sure! See you then, Love you!" You said that so cheerfully that he wanted to see you 'now' and hold you.

"Great. I love you too Y/N." He said that and he was holding his phone so tightly. This is it.

It was 10pm, and Levi has picked you up. You looked so amazing and beautiful to him, that he just stood there and gazed at you so lovely, losing his focus.

You started to blush, "Levi..." you said as you waved your hand at him.

"Oh...Um...You look gorgeous." Fuck Levi why do you keep messing up, I haven't even take them there yet.

Levi then took you to one of the top 10 hotels that they had, but this one was special. It was a beach resort hotel! When you both got in to check in, everything was made in glass, sparkling everywhere. But you were the one sparkling beautifully to him.

"Oh my god Levi...I did not expect this! If you told me we were going to a beach resort I would have dressed up so pretty."

“Tch, dont be silly. You are already pretty.." He said that as his cheeks had a faint red blush.

As you guys checked in, you sat and laid on the bed on your back. “Hmm, so what is the occasion Levi?" You go straight to the point which got him off guard. Of course you would ask.

"Nothing, Just that I remembered you wanted to come here so I decided to take us both here today" His heart was now racing. He was actually going to do it. You looked outside and saw the beautiful beach shore.

“Oh lets go check it out!!". You got excited and got up from the bed.

“No! Not now...lets get comfortable and change. I even bought you a gift. If you want to wear it...and we can head to the beach shore, Hm? Ill see you there.”

Weird. Levi would always go to places with you and he has always waited for you, but today was different.

As you changed to the outfit Levi bought for you, you went towards the sliding glass door to open it and stepped outside to find Levi.

As you stepped outside and wore the sandals that was there, you headed towards the beach shore which was kind of dark. Not much lights.

“L-Levi..!!” You yelled out, a bit nervous. As soon as you called out his name, lights started to brighten as you were approaching the shore and you see beautiful decorations that was hanged up, full of beautiful roses, lilies and others that were glooming with the light.

You see Levi standing by the shore, and he turned around. “Y/N.”

He called out your name instead of ‘love’ which meant that he was serious.

You started to get worried. What's going on? You stopped and stood beside him looking at him.

“Remember...When we first saw the ocean...and first stood at the beach shore.” He said that as his grey eyes were looking at the waves that were driven by the wind so calmly.

“Yea...I do remember it clearly. It was one of my best moments.”

He continued. “We...won, and some of our comrades survived, but...we did it and got through it and I am glad you are here alive with me.” He started to sound....sad? “I never expected this new lifestyle and to be honest, I am glad I am living it with you by my side....You.” He stopped and turned around to look at you. “Stood by my side till the end Y/N, and believed in me, but...not only that but you also saw me as a human being while everyone thought I was heartless. You gave me hope, and you started to make me feel that I deserved to be loved, and I don't think anyone would have made me feel like this if it wasn't for you.”

You stood there so startled, you eyes started to widen. Is Levi really saying this all...? You knew he was a bit talkative with you only but, this....this is different.

Levi then took out what looked like a seashell..? He was looking at it then, handed it over to you.

“Oh wow, this is so pretty!” You said amazed by how it looked and you looked back at Levi.

“Levi, Thank you for your sweet words...I am so happy hearing that from you.” You said while holding on to it, you couldn't stop smiling.

Fuck just say it Levi. “Y/N, I know I have been the hardest to love....so I want to recreate this beach shore memory with asking you something....”

As he was saying that you noticed the seashell, could open? So you did that...and you saw a beautiful diamond ring shining. You froze.

He held your free hand with both of his warm hands and caressed it, “Y/N, will you...m-marry me?” He said that as he looked directly to your eyes that was open up.

Silence. This made Levi worry so much. He looked down but then noticed tears dripping, which made him look back at you so quickly and you started tearing up as the wind started to blow your hair and the ocean waves crashing.

“Yes...I want to be your Mrs. Ackerman. I want to live the rest of my life with you!!” You said that while crying and this made Levi panic, and he quickly hugged you, covering you with his muscular arms and....he started to cry with you too.

“Y/N, thank you. I won’t fail you, I can’t wait to have moments like this for the rest of our lives.” He went back, and looked at your beautiful face, and proceed to kiss your forehead so lovely.

“Y/N!!! Levi!!” You both got startled and looked to the other side and you saw...all of your friends!

“Oh my god....guys!” You saw everyone from Levi’s squad including Hanji who was screaming out your names and all your friends started to run towards you guys.

You then noticed, the whole beach shore started to brighten and you saw beautiful wedding decorations hanged up, heart balloons, a huge long table filled with delicious savory, desserts and drinks while soft jazz music started to play.

Connie and Sasha rushed with celebration poppers and popped that to everyone and confetti's were all over both of you and everyone started to laugh including Levi.

He actually rented out the whole beach shore just for this special occasion to make a special experience, and even planned a surprise celebration after that with all of your friends.

This went on for what left like forever, and everyone headed back after congratulating both of you and you both went to your beach resort room.

You guys did not sleep that night and actually stayed up together talking about how this special evening went, about the future while holding hands, being cuddled up and leaving each other soft kisses throughout the conversation.

Now, everytime you think or even go to the beach shore, you think of Levi’s amazing romantic proposal. This man really took a long time figuring this out and wanted it special cause you deserved that.

And, whenever you look at his steel grey gaze, you saw the love he had for you, and you saw your soon to be husband that you will spend the rest of your life with.

ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ʟᴏɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ it ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ !! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴛʜɪs ᴄ: IF ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ! ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ 🥺 ♥

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ceilingfan5 · 3 years

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Hehoo funny numbers 6&9 whao

(6 is being comforted after a nightmare and 9 is sharing a bed)

“It’s one thing already that we’re off on this wild alien goose chase-” Kravitz slams the door of their rental car and glares at the ugly little motel. The neon sign flashes weakly that there are no, no, no vacancies. Who else is stupid enough to stay in a shithole like this? Kravitz isn’t sure he wants to know.

“That would really be somethin’, huh, an alien goose? But we aren’t chasing an alien this time, Kravitz, it’s definitely, definitely a bigfoot.”

“Wild fucking bigfoot chase,” Kravitz begrudgingly amends. “But the goddamn FBI couldn’t spring for two rooms?”

“It was hard enough to get them to spring for one. We could be sleeping in the car if it weren’t for yours truly.” Taako winks at him and gets his luggage out of the trunk. Kravitz huffs, but he accepts his duffel from his partner.

“Gee,” he says, giving the motel one more long, sour look. Kravitz doesn’t believe in the supernatural like Taako does, but even he would buy that this place is haunted. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” Taako flounces off to the office and returns with their key. It takes a few tries to get it to open the old lock, and he has to shoulder it open. The room smells a bit musty, and it’s small, definitely not going to have a fridge, or microwave, or coffee pot, maybe even a clock or a lamp.

It is also lacking in another department.

“Taako,” Kravitz says, strained. “Maybe I’m having trouble counting on my fingers here.”

“Nope, uhhh. I’m having the same, uh, the same challenge. That would happen to be one, count em, one, singular bed.”

“Do you think I can get enough cell service to quit my job?” Kravitz quips bitterly.

“Shit, Krav, it won’t be that bad.” Taako doesn’t look quite convinced. He tosses his luggage down and flops on the bed. It’s a king, at least, but unless it miraculously undergoes mitosis in the next twenty minutes, they’re sleeping together. Kravitz eyes him. Taako stares back, blushing a little. “We, uh, we can keep our hands to ourselves, yeah?”

“Of course.”

“Then, it’s no big deal, right? And it’s just one night. I mean. What could go wrong?”

After brushing their teeth and putting on their pjs, Taako and Kravitz both sort of shimmy under the covers and try to leave a big space between them. A buffer. A no-man’s land. Taako rolls over and looks at Kravitz, and they’re close enough that Kravitz can smell his minty breath, and his whole chest aches. If only… well. There’s no sense in pining. Kravitz is a sensible man, despite what everyone back at the Bureau likes to laugh about at the water cooler. He may be stuck on these ridiculous cases with Taako, but he takes his job seriously. And he knows that nothing is going to happen between them. And nothing should. It simply wouldn’t be professional.

“Um, goodnight,” Taako says.

“Goodnight,” Kravitz repeats, a little too softly.

“Just- um. Just so you’re aware and I don’t scare the full shit out of you, I, well- I have night terrors sometimes. Just, you know, a heads up.”

“Got it.” Kravitz rolls onto his back and folds his arms across his chest like a corpse, willing his stupid body to fully stay within the bounds of a professional relationship.

“But, uh, it’ll probably be fine.”

And with that, silence falls, and they spend an uncomfortable amount of time struggling to fall asleep. Kravitz is so very aware of Taako next to him, how warm he is and how good he smells, and he has to remind himself that Taako believes that an ooze possessed a man last week and made him commit insurance fraud. He is under no circumstances going to touch Taako in this bed tonight.

Kravitz wakes up with his arms around Taako. They fit so perfectly together, Kravitz almost doesn’t realize why he’s woken up, but Taako has jolted awake and he’s shaking, biting down on his hand like he’s using every bit of will his body can contain to keep from disturbing Kravitz.

“Taako,” he says blearily. He wishes there was a lamp. Maybe it got stolen. It probably would have had seashells glued to it or something anyway. “Taako, are you alright?”

“Mmph,” Taako says, which might have been rude if he didn’t have his mouth full.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Kravitz’s voice is so soft, softer than even he would have expected. “Hey. You’re alright. I’ve got you.” He gently takes Taako’s hand out of his mouth, relieved to find he didn’t actually draw blood. He wishes he knew what time it was. “Fuck...”

“I’ve got you. It was just a dream, okay?” Kravitz strokes his hair, pulling it out of his face. Taako twists to look at him, eyes wide with panic and probably also surprise that Kravitz isn’t being a stone cold dick.

“Just a dream,” he mumbles.

“You’re safe. I’ve got you.” And despite every instinct screaming at him to keep his foolish hands to himself, Kravitz wraps his arms back around Taako, because that’s what Taako needs right now. Taako’s startled, but he rolls and tucks into the embrace, still shaking. Kravitz rubs his back.

They can deal with consequences in the morning. For now, in the dark of night, he’s going to be what Taako needs. Taako believes in things that go bump in the night, and Kravitz? Kravitz believes in Taako.

#taz #taakitz #tazb #taz balance #the adventure zone #the adventure zone balance #fan5fics #three guesses what ive been thinking about

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bookstantrash · 3 years

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Happy bday to the fantastic @perseusannabeth !!! First person I ever got the notifications on here on tumblr and that writes the most perfect fics ever even tho you kill me with the angst sometimes

I really wanted to update P&P for your bday but uni finals are a toxic thing and I couldn’t. Instead, I present you a Nessian HC after the mating ceremony!

After the mating ceremony, Cassian and Nesta stay two weeks at the House because of the mating frenzy.

Given that those two idiots finally admitted their feelings and are over the ‘iT’s OnLy SeX’ bullshit they can’t keep their hands to themselves.

Cassian’s love language is touch and he’d be damned if he didn’t shower Nesta with love 24/7

I’m talking holding hands, kissing her nose, cuddles, snuggling close to her when they’re laying down

He can’t stop touching her and neither can Nesta

She’s not much of PDA but for Cassian she makes an exception

They have wild and rough sex because of the frenzy, but they are also so fucking soft with each other and when they make love it’s always as magical and special when they did it in Solstice

Nesta noticed how Cassian always paid attention when she was brushing her hair, so now he’s the one who does it

The smile he gave her when she asked him to brush it was the most precious thing she’d ever seen

Cassian shares with Nesta his hair routine (because his hair is that good and she’s insanely obsessed with it too) and now they’re that couple who had the best hair™️

Cassian learns how to braid and braids Nesta’s hair all the time when they’re going out.

She only lets her hair down when they’re at home.

Nesta also braids his hair and he loves it.

After the two weeks, Nesta thought they were going back to their normal lives

She was wrong

Cassian informed Rhysand he and Nesta were going on their honeymoon and that they’re not to be bothered for the next month or two

Rhysand obviously agreed because a) Cassian never took a vacation in his 500 years of life b) they deserved it after all the shit they went through

Cassian gave Nesta a journal with their itinerary, but said they didn’t have to follow it and could change some stuff if they felt like it

He did it because he knew how she likes to be prepared and in control of the situation

“It’s my mating gift to you. Feyre once told me you wanted to see the world. I want to show it to you.”

Nesta loved it.

She had given Cassian the other sword she had Made.

“I think it’d be nice if we matched” she had told him while he unsheathed the sword, mesmerised once again how beautiful it was, and he could she was blushing a little

“What should I name it? I want it to match Ataraxia’s name”

“Maybe Silver Majesty” Nesta’s reply had Cassian flicking her nose and laughing

Their first stop was at Illyria

Cassian showed Nesta his house there, took her hiking (a proper hiking trip this time) and cooked for them traditional Illyrian food.

After that they went to Day Court.

Helion was happy to receive them and specially delighted when Nesta asked about his famous library

No need to say she spent a lot of time there

They wore traditional Day Court attire and Cassian almost died when he saw Nesta

Her reaction was similar to his because his muscles were very much on display and he had braided his hair in one of her favourite styles

Next stop was Dawn Court

Cassian took Nesta flying a lot in their stay there

She liked to fly very high, among the clouds, during sunset

She gradually lost her fear of flying in the time they spent there

She knew Cassian would never drop her

He was very happy when she asked him to fly faster and screamed in delight, the wind kissing her face

Nesta also took notes about the Dawn Court architecture and design. She was having ideias to refurnish the House.

She wrote her ideias down in the journal Cassian had given her and transformed it into their trip journal. She wrote about their day, glued tickets from operas, restaurants they had gone to, even the small poem Cassian had attempt to write her

When they went to Winter Court they had a snowball fight, Cassian boasting all the time how he had won that year’s SnowBall Battle

His snowman, however, lost to Nesta’s

They did snow angels (or ‘bat angels’ according to Cassian)

They also spent some quite days inside the guest manor Viviane and Kallias had showed them.

Nesta would wear big sweaters and fuzzy socks and let her hair down all the time

She hugged Cassian when they were on the couch or the fluffy carpet reading or just resting after eating chocolate cake (Cassian had learned how to bake her favourite

“You’re so hot I don’t think we need the fireplace”

“I know”

“I didn’t mean it like that stupid bat”

But Cassian indeed was a living furnace and they didn’t use that much fur blankets because of that

Nesta liked to warm her cold feet when they were cuddling and Cassian would always complain how cold she was

But he always hugged her closer

Summer Court was a bit trickier to go to given Cassian’s banishment

But he talked with Varian and called favours from the males in the Summer Court military that he knew

Tarquin ended up allowing them to go but they stayed in a beach house, far from the city so Cassian would not cause problems

They didn’t care, it gave them privacy and they had their own private beach

First time Cassian saw Nesta in a bikini he spit the beer he was drinking and almost fell face down on the sand

He had seen her naked, but to see Nesta in a red bikini (the exact same colour as his Siphons), hair in a high bun that gave him full view of her neck (‘why was her neck so sexy?’) and large sun hat was a different experience

Nesta also didn’t complain about seeing Cassian only in swim drunks and shirtless all the time

She didn’t like to go very deep in the water because it reminded her of the Cauldron, but when she did Cassian would hug her all time and she’d feel the safest she’d ever felt

They had a sandcastle competition

Nesta won when Cassian accidentally destroyed his

He had been running, his hands full of seashells to decorate it when he stepped on a crab and feel on top of his castle

Nesta laughed so much her stomach hurt and she started crying

Cassian didn’t care one bit because seeing Nesta so free and happy was all he needed

They both got a tan

Nesta’s freckles on her nose, shoulders and back were more visible, her hair got lighter and even her eyes seemed to be bluer

Cassian’s scars were highlighted because of his tan, and Nesta spend an awful lot of time running her hands over them

She specially liked his eyebrow scar

She kissed his scars all the time

It was her way of assuring Cassian she loved him and that his scars didn’t bother her

If anything, they made him even more beautiful

Not that she told him that, his ego didn’t need it

They did not go to either Spring (allergies and well, Tamlin) or Autumn (things with Beron were not good and Cassian still did not trust Eris)

When they finally came back — needing Varian to winnow them back to Velaris given how much souvenirs and other things they had bought — you could practically see how closer they were

They had sometimes fought during their travels but they always made up

They had talked a lot too

Of the past, the present and the future

And when they arrived at the House — welcome back meal already served for them, courtesy of the House, who had missed them a lot — Nesta and Cassian knew they were home

And that as long they were together they’d be happy, no matter the rocky path they had to face

#nessian #nessian headcanon #nesta x cassian #cassian #nesta archeron #post acosf #sim’s bday present

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