#5th green jacket

[aerialworms-art]

"Somehow I always knew you'd come back."

Happy November 5th!

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[Image ID: A digital painting of Castiel and Dean from Supernatural.

They are in the Empty; darkness swirls around them. However, they are both well lit. They are hugging each other, and Cas' rainbow coloured wings are wrapped around them both, forming a vague heart shape. Dean is wearing his green jacket, still with Cas' bloody handprint on the shoulder. He has his back towards the 'camera'. Cas' face is visible. He's leaning into Dean, smiling beatifically, eyes closed in happiness. They're clutching each other tightly.

It is signed '@aerialworms' beneath Cas' left wing. /End ID]

#supernatural #spn #destiel #castiel #nov 5th #november 5th #supernatural fanart #dean winchester #spn fanart #CAN YOU BELIEVE ITS BEEN THREE WHOLE YEARS????????????????????? #I LOVE THESE IDIOTS SO MUCH LOOK DEAN WENT AND GOT HIM HE'S FINE EVERYTHINGS FINE #FINALE WHO? #also! fun fact! the wings are colour picked from the original gilbert baker pride flag!

[norrisleclercf1]

This one’s kinda angsty… with fluff

Request for poly Charles and max with reader

We all know how quick max can get into a mood so maybe something happened at the race and didn’t go his way. He comes home to you and Charles making dinner for him and you go up to him to comfort him because Charles did better than him in the race so you assume he wouldn’t want to talk to him. But max just gets annoyed with you trying to talk to him but he raises his voice so charles comes in between to protect you. And you leave the place not answering your phone and when you come back max feels like shit and makes it up to you

Prompts -

Stepping in front of the other to shield them from something/someone.

“You actually came back.”

Forehead kisses hand kisses cheek kisses

A/N: I like the way your brain works

"Just don't burn the pasta, Charles." You remind your boyfriend as you start making 3 different salads, each to your liking. "One time, you burn pasta one time." He grumbles but watches the pasta like a hawk.

"He's still not home yet." You remark, looking at the time. A quarter past 7. "Probably a long debrief," Is all Charles replies knowing that Max isn't going to be in the best mood. "Still, he normally texts." Wiping your hands you grab your phone, nothing from Max and you were starting to worry.

"Maybe I should I," The sound of keys in the door, and Jimmy hopping down from his perch lets you know that Max is home. "Wait for him to come us." Kissing your cheek, you nod hating that Max didn't do well.

Max comes into view, not saying a word as he places his bags on the ground. Standing straight he makes eye contact with you and Charles, something passes over his face which has you looking away.

"It wasn't a bad race." You mummer, Charles's chopping of mushrooms stops, it starts back up again. "Leave it alone." Max walks into the kitchen grabbing a beer and popping the lid off. "Max, it really wasn't that bad. You got 5th, what's there to be upset about?" You ask, going back to the salads.

"It was 5th, fucking 5th. Charles got 1st, and I don't want to talk about this." He felt the annoyance starting to creep up, he wanted to remain calm as sometimes his temper gets the best of him. "No, Max other drivers would kill for 5th. You did good today, that doesn't mean you can ignore me trying to talk to you." Max slams the beer bottle down, his temper in full swing.

"God dammit! Will you just shut up." Max roars, but his view of you is swallowed by Charles standing in front of you. His arms out a little bit, like he was ready to block a blow or something. "I, oh Charles," Max is at a loss for words, while you stare wide eye at Charles's back. "I need a moment." You whisper stepping away from Charles.

"No, Y/n I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," You slip on your shoes, a pair of green and a pair of blue eyes watch your movements, shrugging on a jacket. "Don't burn the pasta, also the salads just need your favorite toppings." You mumble opening the front door and walking out.

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"She hasn't answered me." Max whispers staring at his phone, Charles cleaning the dishes in silence. "She left her phone." It's the first word he's spoken to Max in 3 hours. "I didn't mean to snap, I..." He takes a deep breath pinching his eyes. "I would never hurt her."

"Whatever, I'm going to shower." Charles was furious at Max. He knew that Max wouldn't talk to him about the race, since he did better. But, he never expected him to yell at you.

Max nods, as he stares at his phone. Magically hoping it'd force you to come home. "Stop trying to run Jimmy." You whisper, Max hearing your voice bolts up. You walk in holding Jimmy in your arms petting him. "You actually came back." Max gasps, relief filling him.

"Of course, I did." You mumble, letting Jimmy squirm and rush off back to where he came from. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." His words are choked on by the tears gripping them as he moves pulling you into him.

"It's okay, I wasn't mad. Just needed a breather." Max's arms tigthen around you, kissing you all over your face. "Please don't leave every again, next time yell please." Melting into his arms you hug him back. "Okay."

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x y/n #formula one #f1 scenario #f1!poly #poly!f1 #f1 angst #f1 fluff #f1 x you #f1 one shot #formula one x you #f1 blurb #f1 oneshot #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc angst #charles imagine #charles x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc blurb #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fluff #max verstappen angst

[alienssstufff]

MISSING PERSONS ARTICLE (5/10/ NULL):

An extract from a local article published by The Weekly Hermit on the 5th of October (Year: NULL). Covered by Pixlriffs [Pen Name] –DISAPPEARING ACT, The Bachelor Who Vanished In Thin Air

[MEMORY : 1/2 ] [MEMORY : 2/2 - HERE]

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They were young and unafraid, Joel [LASTNAME] alongside friend Scar [LASTNAME] would venture on a hiking trip around the mountains only to vanish without a trace.

With the Joel engaged and set to be married to the current head of the Fairy Fort Resort ranger Lizzie [LASTNAME], accounts state that him along with best man Scar were last seen on the 22nd of September in the safety of Hiker’s Checkpoint, a popular camping destination of the Last Life woodlands.

“He said it was supposed to be an ‘act of bravery’. He wanted to prove he was strong to me.” A distraught Lizzie recounts. 

“I knew Scar was acting rather off the last few weeks, but I never expected he would just.. Up and run away like this. Especially with someone as inexperienced to hiking as Joel – I didn’t think they would go this far!” witness and former roommate of Scar, Grian, relays to the press.

Further interviews with the witnesses on the day of the disappearance recount in agreeance to meet the two at the Fairy Fort Reserve, a small group had held an early-morning farewell bachelor party at the Hiker’s Checkpoint, where the two would begin their 3-day trip along the marked Mycelium Trail to the wedding venue on the 25th of October.

Joel was last seen wearing a thick brown sheepskin sweater, brown pants, and worn white-and-green running shoes - with his most noticeable feature being green, dyed highlights in his hair. Scar was last seen donning a brown aviator's jacket above a black, multi-purpose utility jacket and white plaid flannel with blue cargo pants - most noticeable feature being the green bandanna found at the checkpoint.

Prior background given by loved ones and witnesses of the party reveal that the wellbeing of Joel, a novice hiker, would still be under the guidance of friend Scar who is reported to have years of experience of hiking both within and beyond the hiking trails of the woodlands. 

Reports to the authorities of their disappearance were made just 24-hours past the expected date by the Fairy Fort Reserve and the duo would be officially declared missing on the 28th of September. Several smaller search parties made within the FFR, Lizzie admits, were held prior to making the decision on contact around the reserve and the Hiker’s Checkpoint. A larger, more extensive investigation along the Mycelium Trail was held from the 28th onwards as more people volunteered and potential witnesses were questioned.

The Mycelium Trail is a relatively accessible route for both man and off-road vehicles to traverse between various locations in the Last Life woodlands. While recordings of the weather at this time of year had been colder than usual, there had been no signs of snow, rainfall or forest fires that would hinder the mens’ trip. 

A total of 78 individuals have participated in the search for our runaway bachelor and avid adventure-lover with little succession as damp footprints of the missing, Scar’s green bandanna,  a set of binoculars belonging to Scar, and two discarded lighters and canteens found within the bounds of the Hiker’s Checkpoint. 

Suspect of foul play between the men were brought up in questioning but was avidly rejected by witnesses and investigators for lack of motive even considering Grian’s accounts on Scar’s unusual behavior. Further theories relating to mentions of exploring the nearby Magical Mt were also suspect and a smaller search party made closer to the foot of the mountain was conducted to no avail due to the frigid weather. Urgencies from Lizzie to authorities in further investigation within the mountain were set forth and ultimately rejected due to windy weather and unstable, difficult-to-cross terrain.

As of current release, the status of Joel and Scar remains unknown. For information leading to the safe return of Joel [LASTNAME] and Scar [LASTNAME] please contact [NUMBER REMOVED] at the Fairy Fort Reserve investigation team.

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#stufffsart #myart #last life apocalypse au #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #gtwscar #smallishbeans #ldshadowlady #[mentioned] #last life #last life smp #life series #life smp #trafficblr

[orderforbrian]

ouuugghhh this comic is OLD but it's still one of my favorites 💖 i made rough blocks when the liveshow came out because jon and martin's meet cute/ugly is SO in character and so wonderfully funny

[Start ID: A two page comic of Jon and Elias from the Magnus Archives with Martin as a side character. Jon is a Persian man with short, dark curly hair and rectangular glasses. There are streaks of grey in his hair and eyebrows. He is wearing a green jacket with a grey sweatervest, white dress shirt, and green tie. Elias is a tan white man with slicked back brown hair, there are streaks of grey in his hair. He is wearing an expensive looking blue suit jacket, vest, dress shirt, and tie. He is also wearing long gold earrings in the shape of a closed eye. Martin is a mixed Polish/Korean man with dark wavy hair and glasses, and a beauty mark on his left chin.

1st panel: Jon slams open the door to Elias' office, looking the picture of rage. He is gripping a piece of paper angrily in one hand. A thought bubble shows a meme image of Spongebob choking Mr. Krabs from the series Spongebob. Elias appears unfazed by the interruption and greets Jon, "Oh! Hello, Archivist. I was wondering when you would finally catch me at my desk, haha."

2nd panel: Off panel, Elias asks "How was your first day?". Jon pushes up his glasses, gripping the paper even tighter and responds, "Undoubtedly horrendous".

3rd panel: Elias gives him an apologetic smile with his hands folded in front of his chest. He says, "Oh dear, that dreadful? Apologies you had to endure such unanticipated distress. What exactly happened to cause this reaction?". There is an arrow pointing to Elias that says "As if he didn't spend relish in every chaotic second".

4th panel: Jon begins to list things off, pointing to each finger as he does. Elias responds intermittently to these.

"Well, to start, the Archives is an ungodly mess. It's going to take ages before it gets sorted out. Why you didn't fire Gertrude is beyond me."

"Mm."

"None of the statements are compatible with modern technology so we've had to resort to using archaic tape recorders."

"Oh."

"And-"

"Oh, there's more."

5th panel: Jon tightens his fists in rage, gradually yelling, "I spent a large portion of my already stressful workday chasing after a bloody dog that your library transfer let loose into the Archives!"

6th: Jon begins to rant, shaking one hand back and forth in frustration. "Why is he there? What qualifications does he have? And absolutely what right? He's from Library, why do we need Library in the Archive staff, much more why him specifically? I requested Tim and Sasha who are far more competent than that - that bumbling idiot! Mr. Bouchard, I'd hate to overstep my boundaries but I really must say this was an unwise decision-". Elias cuts him off, a dialogue bubble with a simplified person smiling. "Oh dear - Archivist..."

Next page

1st panel: Elias gives Jon another apologetic smile. "I sent someone from Library because the Archives desperately needs someone skilled in cataloging. And, evidently, he has a Masters in parapsychology so give him time to prove himself a necessary addition to your assistant team."

2nd panel: Jon appears disgruntled and crosses his arms, grumbling, "Mmn. Well, he has quite a lot to prove after today...Apologies for doubting your decision, but if he continues to hinder our progress I will make my objections very clear." Elias says off panel, "I believe that's a fair compromise. Well, apologies again. As always, I'm open to feedback."

3rd panel: Elias continues off panel. "I'm a bit surprised though...". Jon looks up with wide eyes, a bead of sweat on his face. "Huh?". Elias continues, "You didn't find him the least bit charming? I thought he was rather amused the day of his interview, haha."

4th panel: Jon pushes up his glasses, attempting to hide a blush, and says, "A-as of my current opinion, no. I did not find his ineptitude charming if you'd kindly, Mr. Bouchard."

5th panel: Elias says off panel with a simplified smiling face, "Well, I do hope you all get along soon enough...". Jon presses the paper in his hand to his chin, looking off to the side. He appears disgruntled and is blushing too. Thought bubbles of Martin surround him. One is Martin appearing flustered, his eyes appearing as swirls within his glasses. Another is Martin hovering over Jon, asking if he is okay. Another is Martin looking up with a hand to his chin, stating "I mean...yeah, probably!". The last is Martin holding his glasses and giving a flustered smile, saying "Haha, s-sorry!". Jon thinks to himself, "Hrmm...He might be cute, but he's a complete airhead! Ugh. Hopefully today was just a singular incident."

End ID.]

#tma #the magnus archives #jmart #jonmartin #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #tma fanart #literally obssessed with their first meeting like martin really was like this handsome prick is gonna fire me #and jon is like this cute idiot is gonna ruin my career #order up! art tag #comics are all fun and game until you have to write the image id lawl

[jaylienpotter]

5th November @jilymicrofics prompt | 376 words

Green

"Happy birthday!" Potter extended a paper bag from Enchanting, a witch fashion shop, on the higher price.

"Oh, thanks. You really didn't have to." A year ago, Lily would have rolled her eyes and thought this was an attempt at buying her. But the witch had gotten to know the pureblood better during their head boy and head girl duties, and James was much more thoughtful and caring than what met the eye. Or perhaps she just never looked right.

"Nonsense! Open it!" She took the bag, which contained a cotton green cloak. It had a detachable hood and golden buttons - she didn't dare wonder if it was real gold. "It has a heating charm, you know, since it's cold at this time of the year."

"Wow, it's so simple yet intricate, thank you. But... Green? Thought you didn't like that colour. Colour of Slytherins, according to you." Emerald eyes softly rolled at that thought. James could be quite childish sometimes.

"Well, that's true. But this green matches your eyes." Thump. Such a simple phrase, so impactful. She looked at the gift. It was the same hue of her irises. How does one pay attention to such detail?

She looked ahead of her to find a set of dark brown eyes staring at her adoringly. Suddenly she regretted all the harsh words she had ever sent the boy's way.

"That's... That's very kind, James. Thank you..."

"Glad you liked it! Try it on, see if it fits. I asked Marlene for your size but it might be uncomfortable for any reason." The redhead took off her own jacket and replaced it with the new item, soft against her skin, cozy as if it hugged her curves - maybe it did.

"I love it!" She pondered, maybe he deserved a chance after a this time. Besides, Potter stopped insisting to go out after a while, being contempt with the friendship that blossomed. "You know, James... The girls and I are going out to Hogsmead this weekend to celebrate my birthday. Perhaps I could see you there? Maybe go to Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop?"

"Like a date?!" Her cheeks went up and she gave him a small nod. Potter all but beamed. Evans would like to blame her rosy cheeks on the cold.

#marauders #marauders era #the marauders #marauders fandom #harry potter marauders #dead gay wizards #james potter #lily evans #james x lily #jily #jily fluff #jily fanfiction #jily microfic #flowerpott #lily x james

[sweetpandorabox]

Lost Sweater - Fred Weasley x Female Reader (One Shot)

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨sweetpandorabox୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Synopsis: Your boyfriend Fred has been looking for a specific sweater that his mom knitted him and gifted to him during Christmas last year but he couldn't seem to find it, due to its cold bold blue color he adores wearing it a whole lot, especially during cold wintery months such as these, with no luck finding it he turns to you his girlfriend of 1 year only to find that you've been wearing it all along.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Female Reader

Story Setting: This fanfiction is set in your 5th year of Hogwarts during the Order of the Phoenix.

Warnings⚠️: None this one is pure fluff.

A/N : Hey sexy it's Angel here, this week I've decided to write a super short one-shot for all of you, I'll be sure to make one of these for at least all of the Harry Potter boys and girls because it's super easy, and don't require a lot of time, anyways enjoy love you. xx

Word Count : 937

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"Oh, bloody hell where is it! Fred muttered as he trashed his whole wardrobe going nuts for his favorite cobalt blue sweater with a notable golden 'F' being knit into it, George shook his head towards Fred adding a facepalm motion into his own forehead, "Mate how can you lose your favorite sweater? mom made you that last year and you wear them all the time" George added as Fred gave in. "Sigh...I've looked everywhere in this room, maybe I've left it somewhere maybe it's in the common room?... but I know I brought it with me from home" he murmured cleaning up the messy state of his wardrobe back into order. George chuckled at his frustration, "How about you wear one of the older ones you have, maybe the green ones?" he suggested leaning his back into their shared room doorframe.

Fred gives in another sigh before nodding and putting on his older navy green sweater that he's grown out of due to his height now, but he simply went with it and puts another layering jacket over the top to keep himself nice and warm. "Well I'm heading off to see my girlfriend, I'm supposed you're going to do the same huh?" George asked knowingly, Fred gives him a nod as he puts on his shoes, "Well alright then tell Y/N I said hi...I'll see you later at dinner" he mentioned leaving the door open as he leave, "Will do" Fred shouted loud enough for him to hear. Fred made his way to your dorm room still upset about his favorite sweater and couldn't help but retrace his steps when he was wearing them, but his brain was foggy he couldn't remember anything which frustrates him even more.

He finally made it into your shared dorm room, you promise him that the girls will be out doing something together and won't be back for an hour so you and Fred can cuddle for a bit before you both head out to your usual ritual of butterbeer and exploding bonbons by the lake, celebrating the weekend before Monday makes its way back through the week. 'Knock...Knock' as the sound of your wooden door echoed inside, "Oh that must be Freddie" you muttered happily, "Come in" you let out continuing to put on mascara in between your lashes by the mirror you have above your dressing table. He entered your room and closed the door behind him, "Hey beautiful how are you?" Fred asked not paying much attention to you as he takes off his scarf, beanie, and outer coat.

"Hello love I'm alright how about you?" you asked excitedly as you finished your makeup look and made your way towards Fred as his back faces you, it was a perfect opportunity for a hug from behind so you did just that. He smiles at your actions and turned around finally paying attention to you. "I'm alright as well lo-" he paused scanning you up and down, his much shorter girlfriend in her lacy underwear and a giant cobalt sweater with a golden F being knit into it topping it off with a messy bedhead-like hair. Fred blushed furiously as if red paint had made itself paint a streak straight across his face with no warning. "Babe, when did you steal that sweater? I've been looking all over the place for it... it's my favorite one" Fred asked with a slight smile on his face, you pout and looked up at him, "I-I'm sorry I saw it laying around your bed last week when I was over at your dorm room and I was cold so I took it without asking. And I never had a sweater like this one before, it's comfy and it has a giant letter, presenting the first alphabet of your name, it's rather special really" you pleaded to hope your tall ginger boyfriend would spare you from his anger.

Fred chuckled lightly at your response, "Love if you wanted a sweater just like mine you could've just asked me, mom would be more than happy to knit you one this Christmas...I bet she already did she loves you, and she thinks you're the perfect match for me because you tone down my quirky personality and you can bake.... what more could I want?" Fred mentioned still warping his arm around your waist lovingly, your face lit up with excitement. "Really? she'd do that for me? knit me my own personal sweater like this one?" you wondered as your eyes sparkled with joy, Fred chuckled louder at your response, "Well of course but for now, you can wear this one, but it's incredibly baggy on you" he touched the blue sweater watching as the hem hits around your upper thigh area which puts a smile on his face, after a bit of staring Fred couldn't resist your lips, there something about them that drives him and forced a feeling of desires to kiss it every time and so he did.

He pulled you in by the waist close to his leaving no gaps in between the both of you, he uses his pair of chocolaty brown eyes to stare deep into your soul with a smile so enthralling you often wondered to yourself if this boy was truly real at times, and before you know it he'd managed to pick you up with his strong hands and kiss you passionately that soon becomes hungry, leading Fred into landing you softly on your bed breaking the kiss leaving the both of you into a fit of giggle like young children at the park.

#fred weasley #wealsey twins #fred x reader #fred wealsey fic #fred weasly x reader #hp fanfcition #hp fanfic #hp fandom #harry potter series #harry potter imagine #imagine #fluff #romantic #one shot #female reader #gryffindor

[mysticficti0n]

All my attention Part 5

warnings- swearing, drinking, protectiveness, so much flirting

words- 4k

If you'd like to read the previous parts → All my attention series

a/n- so if you're new here I am British and cannot speak any German, I speak a little French, Spanish and Italian but German- no. I also do not trust Google translate so this is gonna be like an avatar thing (if you've seen the newest one Jake says that their language just became normal or something along those lines) so in reality this is all in German, you as a reader know German but, its wrote in English... make sense? no... well, sorry this part has taken a while-

(also would anyone want to be on a tallest?? plz put if you'd like to ♥︎)

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backstory- you are the 5th member of Tokio Hotel and you always thought the love was equally platonic between you and a certain guitarist... but what if that all changed?

I stood in my room ferreting through my clothes to find something to wear for the interview which was coming a lot faster than I thought, I decided on a army green booty skirt with a cream belt, a white tank top, gold jewellery and my hair tied back in a bun, my make up was pretty usual besides my red lips lined in black but I mean if I can pull it off- why not?

Hurriedly I grabbed my shoes, deciding on my chunky platforms and a purse holding lip gloss, lip liner, spray, my phone, a pen and keys. The boys and their families went home after breakfast around 10 meaning we could all spend time with our families for a few hours, the Kaulitz' left a little later as being our neighbours they didn't have much of a drive to get home. Gordon, the twins step dad agreed to driving us 3 to the studio while Georg drove him and Gustav as they lived near to each other

"Y/n sunshine! Tom is out side" my mom called from the bottom of the stairs

"okay!" I shouted back and came storming down the stairs, I saw my mom's eyes light up and a smile decorate her already beautiful face "like it?" I twirled

"You look wonderful! oh my- Martin get in here look at our daughter!" she called getting my dad in who was holding Stella "look!"

"Baba look pretty!" Stella grinned

"she does doesn't she, we'll be watching tonight sweetheart" with 3 quick kisses I ran out the house waving goodbye and Tom laughed as I stumbled down the step

"shut up look at the size of these I'm not exactly gain" I huffed steading myself, I looked up and saw the boy handing is arm which I gladly took to get down and jump the wall dividing our house

"we need your help- well I need your help, Bill wants your opinion on his fit but I don't know what to wear so I’m more important" Tom sighed, at the moment he was just in a wife beater and jorts, his dreads in a mess around his head "and- I need to show you something"

"well lets go then!" we hurried into the house and Bill was sipping a coke and smiled seeing me walk through

"Y/N YES LOOK AT YOU!" he snapped his fingers as I model stepped in, 'flipping' my hair and blowing a kiss "alright what about me?" he was in a black leather jacket, matching black skinny jeans, a Dimond skull belt and chains around his neck, hair on end (in a good way) and a deep smokey eye

"absolutely- I fucking love it!" he smiled getting all giddy "bad bitch vibes- or a good fuckable emo, either really" the boy blushed wrapping me in a hug

"okay go help useless over here now" I rolled my eyes and followed the other Kaulitz up the stairs to his room where clothes were dropped everywhere

"so... what happened?' I asked seeing him shrug "right well... these jeans- dark denim is a look then, where's your green and yellow cap?" I asked seeing him pull a draw open full of at least 50 hats

"what head thing?" he spoke opening the draw above "black?" I nodded opening his wardrobe and pulling a yellow and dark green print, white back shirt out (this is the fits)

"here, change" I spoke seeing him pull his vest off and quickly put the new shirt over, he was finally done fixing individual strands of hair in his ponytail and sprayed a dark smelling cologne on "okay that looks GOOD" I complemented seeing a smile form on his lips

"oh I can show you the thing now" he laughed walking into the hall and bring a small box back in "look I'm proposing!" he got onto his knee holding the said box

"oh Tom-" I played pretending to wipe my eyes "I do!" he shoved me away and opened the box revealing a small ring- gold and had our band logo engraved in it "holy shit! thats amazing!" I called pulling the ring out "do we all have one" the boy excitedly nodded pulling his hand up showing a bigger and chunkier version

"mom got them for us 5, they're so cool" I nodded admiring the metal around my finger "Bill's and Gustav's are in silver as they prefer it"

"god I love your mom" I sighed happily standing up and walking into the hall "THANK YOU SIMMY!" her laugh filled the hall followed by a 'no problem doll'

"KIDS COME ON WE NEED TO GO!" Gordons voice echoed from down stairs and in great style and slow steps me and Tom got into the car, in the backseat as Bill was first in "we have to hurry up its already 25 past" he grumbled starting the engine

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"Welcome to the red seats- Tokio Hotel!" our interviewer names Karter Male introduced, monsoon began playing in the background followed by many screams, Bill was pushed on first closely followed by the rest of us and as we all came into view the noise only got louder "ahah welcome!" we all smiled waving to the people

"hi!" we laughed, Bill was closest to the table followed by Tom, me Georg and Gustav who were relaxing back into the seats "thank you for having us" Bill began

"no its our pleasure, so would you like to introduce yourselves for the people who don't know you all?" we nodded and looked to our lead singer

"oh- I'm Bill Kaulitz, lead singer on Tokio Hotel"

"Hey, I'm Tom Kaulitz, his brother also older by ten minuets and I play electric guitar for Tokio Hotel"

"hello, I'm Y/n Y/l/n, the backing singer for Tokio Hotel" I herd a wolf whistle come from the audience causing me to giggle "thank you" but the boy to the left of me face dropped but I tried to ignore his mood

"evening, I'm Georg Listing and I play bass for Tokio Hotel"

"hi I'm Gustav schäfer and i play drums for Tokio Hotel" claps filled the room and the interviewer grinned

"so now we know you recently got back from doing a mini-tour sort of thing right?" murmurs of 'yes' and 'yeah' ran through us five until Bill started talking

"yesterday actually, we did our last show in the afternoon and all went back to Y/n's parents house for the night and seeing our families was a massive relief as we hadn't seen them in weeks"

"thats wonderful, well going back onto your small tour we herd in Tier that there was a new song? and its was sang by Y/n, can you tell us little about that?" Karter looked to me and I looked to the boys who gave me the nod

"of course, it's called 'Don't jump' and it has so much meaning and I mean nobody has all day to listen to me ramble but its from when I was in a very dark place due to privet things and instead of being sad 24/7 I made it into lyrics and I finally performed it in Tier, I think next shows when we play it Bill will sing as he's much better than I am" I laughed hearing the crow 'aw' at me "but yeah its a beautiful song- not to blow my own horn or anything" The interview carried on and the boys getting asked different thing then turned to the 'public questions'

"so we've had a few questions from your adoring fans who will be watching from home, this one is for all of you actually- from Hallie, 15, she said 'hello Tokio Hotel, my question is- are you all single or seeing people?' so?" I watched as Georg and Gustav nodded their heads saying 'yes we are' Tom and Bill also but then I remembered I hadn't come out publicly about my spilt yet

"yeah we all are" I spoke hearing a gasp but quickly brushed it off

"well erm... next question for Tom from Suzana 'Hey Tom, I was wondering if you have a type?'" the audience laughed as the guitarist became a little tense, scratching his neck

"well.. if you're pretty and have a nice smile I don't have a issue" girls in the crowd cheered and a blush covered his cheeks, I patted his shoulder to which he looked back to me pulling his lips taught as if to say 'what the fuck'

"right, our next questions will be from the audience!, so let's start" we watched a runner hop up the stairs to a smiling blonde girl who was wearing a tour shirt

"Hi! I'm Rebecca and I have a question for Gustav!" we watched as the boys eyes lit up and a smile spread on his face "I was wondering what your favourite song- out side of the band- is to play?" that was surprisingly quite a nice question

"oh erm... I like quite rock sorta music so probably Nirvana?" she thanked him and blew a kiss to which his cheeks only got redder, the runner went to another girl, smaller and younger looking with brown piggytails

"hello... I'm Francine and I have a question for Y/n" my eyes softened seeing her nervousness

"lets hear it!" I grinned

"I- I was wondering whats your favourite colour and why? because I think you look beautiful in green and purple!" she giggled making me pout at her sweetness, Tom was smiling at me as I held my heart

"aw thank you Francine thats so nice of you, I'd say my favourite colour is... baby yellow though I never wear it, my mom calls me sunshine and that colour reminds me of her" the girl said her thanks and the questions continued

"so this will be our last question for Tokio Hotel tonight as our show is near an end!" Karter spoke pointing to the camera and it spun to the last fan

"hey guys! I love you all so much by the way- but my question is for Tom and Y/n" me and the boy looked to each other then back to the brunette "I'm guessing you've seen the ships between you on social media?" being the only girl in a group of 4 boys sometimes came with it's downsides, those being 'shipped' with all of them and people making up rumours "the most common being that you two secretly love each other, well I was wondering if any part of that was true?" I let my laugh slip but Tom's brows furrowed

"yes I do love Y/n, she's one of the most important people in my life of course but the way people make us out is completely wrong- she's like a sister I mean she may as well be related to me and Bill we've know each other since we were what born?" I nodded listening to his words but I couldn't help but know that everything the fans imagined wasn't completely wrong.. and he knew that too

"yeah like he said we love each other but its platonic!" I added seeing the crowd sigh at the disappointment

"you'd make a good couple though" Karter added "you'd be the hottest new thing since people like Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore" I rolled my eyes at the words but Tom seemed to like the idea and shoved me with his elbow "thats all we have time for folks, thank you Tokio Hotel for being here tonight! bye!" we all waved and the crowd applauded, the lights dimmed meaning we all had to go backstage.

"he's gonna come back here in a second to have photos with you guys so if you'd like to wait in the dressing room please feel free!" a runner smiled looking to us pointing up the hall, we all walked into the air conditioned room and fell onto the matching red sofas from set

"that was I think the most comfortable interview we've ever done" I spoke scratching my head, fixing my hair. Tom scoffed folding his arms "what? don't you guys agree?"

"I think he was playing favourites all the way through" Bill spoke opening a water "but yeah it was fine"

"I agree" Georg added, I personally didn't know what their issue was but I mean they are edgy, angry teen boys anything ticked them off. we sat in silence until the door opened with Karter smiling widely at the five of us

"Ah Tokio Hotel- thank you for tonight it went beautifully! shall we take some photos?" he asked fixing his suit jacket as we all stood "perfect, follow me" he instructed going out the door, Bill grabbed the door before It slammed into us all and held it open nodding his head allowing me first to which I whispered a quick thank you and slipped through following the man "okay so erm.. shall we have twins next to me, then Y/n on this side with Gustav and Georg" we all lined up in front of the photographer who was bending with a camera

"3...2..1" he spoke clicking the button and a flash blared our eyes "grate, we'll get a few more" he spoke fixing his position

"so what did you think of the interview guys?" Karter asked looking to his side "fun?" his hand which was now on the small of my back jolted slightly

"ah yeah it was nice we were just saying" I answered as the boys stayed silent "the people who asked the questions were so sweet" the photos continued and so did his hand, slowly his hand went my hip, thigh and then as he moved it to my ass I pulled away "were not doing that" I quickly spoke pulling my own hand away from being behind him

"sorry- its very inviting!" his eyes narrowed looking down and back up to me

"we're fucking done-" Bill started walking out the room and going to the exit door followed by Georg and Gustav as he shouted curses

"Y/n come on" Tom grabbed my arm shoving the man out the way "she's fucking 17 you prick" I didn't get a look at the man after that before Tom was yanking me through the doors out the building to the car where his step-dad was stood "were going straight home"

"Bill went with the lads" Gordon pointed as Georg's car pulled from the space with a roar of the engine "come on we need to be quick the meal is in like an hour and a half"

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"hey darlings how was the interview?" Simone asked as we went into the Kaulitz' house "it looked good"

"we're never going on that show again" Tom murmured walking to the kitchen and grabbing a drink from the fridge "fucking looking Y/n up and down like she was someone to hook up with"

"what!" Simone started looking to me "are you okay sweetheart?" I nodded my head realising what Tom said

"anyways I need to shower" the twin grumbled walking up the stairs "Y/n I need you first" he shouted back down the stairs

"oh okay- sorry Simmy I'll be back" she smiled turning back to the tv as I made my way up the stairs to the boys room where I could here him shuffling about saying things to himself "Tom?" I walked in to see him standing at his mirror top off and belt half way undone

"shut the door" I did as he said looking at him oddly, I turned and shut the door behind my self and looked back to him "you didn't see what he was doing that whole interview did you?" I shook my head no "right well we all did, he was trying to see up your skirt- stared right at your tits, lips, eyes, legs- everything" I felt a lump in my throat as his brown eyes became darker looking at me "and no man can do that to you-" I nodded stepping over to him and wrapping my arms around him hiding my face in his color bone

"well though I fucking hate that- I'm okay don't get worked up okay? this sounds so cringy but he can't touch me like that ever again either because I'll brake his wrist" Tom looked down to me with a small smile spreading along his lips as he played with his lip piercing

"yeah nobody can ever fucking touch you there" I rolled my eyes seeing his eyes go serious in a jokey way "unless its me of course"

"oh yeah- of course, anyways you need a shower and come my house after help me chose my outfit for tonight" he nodded hugging me back quickly before going to his shower leaving me to go back home

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I was sat in my bedroom flicking through my radio until I found a station playing a song I liked, Brittany Spears started playing, I started dancing around my room like I was her and nodding my head along to the lyrics of freak show 'Make it a Freakshow freakshow We can give 'em a Peepshow, peepshow Don't stop it let it flow Let your inhibitions go It's a crazy night Let's make a make a freakshow'

"Y/n!" I scream left my mouth as I turned to see Tom stood in my door frame laughing "what the fuck are you doing?"

"can you knock! I think I shit myself" he pulled his fist to the door and knocked with a cocky smile "haha" I spoke sarcastically, soon he fully walked into the room and my jaw did nearly fall to the floor, he was in black suit bottoms and a white button up blouse, rings around his fingers and his necklace on show, dreads in a messy bun

"wow! you look good! pulling out all the stops Thomas" I complemented seeing him become a little shy "genuinely you look amazing"

"thanks, I mean were going to the Stadtpfeiffer restaurant so I wanna look good" he popped his chest looking at himself in the mirror "what are you wearing?" he asked looking at me as I stood in joggers and a tank top

"a dress but can't decide which, wanna chose?" I'd never seen him walk quicker in my life, the doors flew open revealing all my 'fancier' clothes and his hands moved quickly through the hangers, until he pulled a red dress with a black rose lace pattern on top "really? don't think this might be a bit scandalous for a family dinner?" Tom smirked placing the dress onto the chair and turned back to the wardrobe "wait- no don't open tha-" I watched as his hand reached for the draw full of my 'sexy' clothes

"fucking hell Y/n how many thongs do you need?" he laughed looking back at me, he dug through them until he pulled a red lacy Victoria secret pantie out and threw it at me "here, wear that underneath" with a sigh I went to the bathroom and slipped into the clothes, I stared into the mirror and regretted ever letting him chose my outfit "let me see!" he called from the other room

"okay-" I walked into my bedroom and his eyes widened, lip tucked between his teeth and his hands dug harder into the bed "like?" I asked twirling

"like is a understatement" Tom hummed "god you look so hot right now- I literally don't have words" a small blush painted my cheeks as I stepped into my full body mirror, I turned to check my reflection but all I could see was the guitarist staring in awe

"my eyes are here" I laughed seeing him nod "okay well make up and hair now" the boy seemed to be confused "what?"

"you don't have make up on?" I shook my head turning to him "so you are just naturally gorgeous? fuck" I rolled my eyes sitting on the chair where the dress once lay, I pulled my make up draw open and picked out my foundation and began the process I came to love over the tour, dark eyes and a dark red lip , next my hair I decided to have it straight down and hair-sprayed it into place

"okay I'm done!' Tom looked up from the magazine he found himself flicking through and a smile spread across his face "too much?" I asked seeing his head shake "sure?"

"you look perfect Y/n" I grinned standing and going over to the wall wear my jewellery hung grabbing a necklace and a few rings and bracelets "you need shoes" Tom quipped abruptly going into the box under my bed full of misilanious shoes, he rummaged through for a while before pulling out my chunky Mary Janes I sat back on the sheets of my bed waiting for him to hand over the shoes but he stayed down, grabbing my ankle and slowly slipped the shoe onto my foot "Tell me when the shoes tight enough alright?" I nodded seeing him thread the strap through and pulling it taught

"there" he quickly pressed the buckle through and moved to my right foot doing the same before kissing my bare knees "you are so cute Kaulitz" soon his hands reached mine and we stood together "thank you- I love it all"

"no problem"

The time ticked slowly as me and Tom waited for everyone to be ready as in fairness we were done quite quickly, I sat at the desk with my computer on, flicking through web pages while Tom was messing around with my ukulele that one day just appeared in my room. I scrolled down a page until I saw a subtitle of 'picture ideas' and I immediately knew what we'd be doing to pass the time, the first one was the girl holding the camera above the couple and the boy holding her- perfect

"come here were taking these photos" I called bring the boy back to me, he stood fixing his outfit and passing me my phone and standing with me "okay so you need to-"

"I can see what I've gotta do babe" Tom soothed into my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his forehead into the crook of my neck "take it" with a click of my button the photo snapped, and we did this about 50 more times, standing in the mirror, at the window, and my poster wall

"perfect" I smiled flicking through the pictures "we look so good" cheering I looked back to see Tom looking to me, eyes scanning my body and face "you okay?"

"fine, just can't stop staring" a blush tinted my cheeks, over the past few days the flirting gone from funny to romantic giving me new feelings of giddiness every time

"Tom your making me red" my cheeks were aching from the smile I couldn't hold back

"good"

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the clock struck 8:45pm meaning everyone getting in the cars to go to the Stadtpfeiffer, Bill had come back earlier and so the Kaulitz went in their car and I went with my family, me and Stella sat in the back dancing along to the music playing on the radio "what were you and Tom doing Sunshine? I could hear you laughing like you've just seen the funniest thing in the world!" I sighed with a smile to her words

"oh taking stupid photos together" but they weren't stupid- anything but, every time I looked at one my stomach felt ticklish and my chest heaved with a feeling I couldn't explain

"oh very nice, you'll have to show me" I laughed at her words mumbling a line of 'sure' after another 20 minuets we finally arrived and it look beautiful, the yellow haze lights illuminating the entrance and fancy jazz music filled our ears "oh my-"

After us the Kaulitz' arrived, the boys walked straight over to me laughing about something "evening" Bill nudged to me "I have something to tell you after by the way" I looked oddly at the boy who only smiled and followed his stepdad to my dad, I turned to Tom who shrugged

"you smell good" I commented smelling his cologne

"Paco Rabanne" he spoke lifting his arm to me so I could smell it better "oh and send me those photos will you, I need them" his voice became seductive making my knees weak and I all I did was hum in response "thank you angel"

“Stop it Thomas- we’re in public” I giggled seeing his eyebrows rise

“That’s only gonna make me worse” my heart stoped for a moment at his words- what’s did he mean by worse?

#bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #kaulitz twins #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #00s #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz imagines #germany #Pinterest #alt #emo girl #🦇.txt #🥀 #bill kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz icons #Tom Kaulitz x Y/n

[imminent-danger-came]

i've only ever dipped my toes into lmk, can you give me a light summary on the significance of blue in mk's new character design?

So in lmk, characters are often associated with a color. You have purple for Macaque, pink for Ne Zha and Pigsy, green for Mei, red for Red Son (lol), blue for LBD, yellow/gold for SWK, MK, and Tang, the list goes on—a characters "color" is important to how they're portrayed!

For example, in the episode 1x09 "Macaque", we see MK's color change from yellow to purple, which visually (and I'd say impactfully) shows the effect Macaque's mentoring has on him:

We also see color changes denote significant effects for other characters!

Take Wukong's possession as for example. Wukong goes from his normal, warm/yellow color palette to a cold blue:

His eyes, outfit, and abilities all change color, showing the Lady Bone Demon's complete control over Wukong.

This same color shift is seen in Mei, with her colors going from Green, to Red, then back to Green, with the final change cementing her progress and control over the Samadhi Fire:

All that to say a characters main color is important, and changing the color is a big deal for the character and for the narrative.

So what's the deal with MK and teal?

Teal/blue are a colors often associated with the Lady Bone Demon and the Underworld:

MK's color palette has incorporated more and more teal across the seasons (as can be seen here!). That on it's own wouldn't be enough, but this along with the fact that he fought a shadow/teal version of himself, he seems to have some association with the curse/underworld, AND we see a little smudge of teal in the top right corner of his golden power in 4x08:

All of it points to a scary color palette shift for MK!

(Of course Wukong has teal in his design as well, but it's the fact that the teal in MK's design keeps increasing, even overtaking the yellow, like it does in the 5th anniversary lego set.)

I also don't know if this is significant in the slightest, but I'll always think about Mei burning away MK's outer yellow jacket to reveal the teal hoodies underneath:

The way he's able to directly withstand the samadhi fire feels like it means something, so I'm noting it down here!

Well see if this is relevant anywhere, lol

#hope this clears things up! #tldr: teal is a bad color #UNLESS it's associated with sandy #then it's fine #but that's just a color theory #a lego color theory! #thanks for watching #lmk #lego monkie kid #asks #lmk analysis #lmk MK

[kellyvela]

Sophie's Hon Vol. IV Paris Fashion Week Edition

Welcome back to this series in time for the lovebirds' return to Paris, the City of Love, the same the city where we saw them kiss for the first time.

A lot of their most romantic pics yet and some sexy stuff under the cut!

WINE ME, DINE ME, SIXTY NINE ME . . . .

The first sight of Sophie and Perry in Paris was on Sunday, March 3th, while they were leaving Le Bristol Hotel to attend a especial dinner:

Here we can see Sophie with Danielle Haim and Jamie Mizrahi at FRAME Paris Fashion Week Dinner, held at Caviar Kaspia Restaurant:

On their return to their hotel, Sophie was pictured very happy and relaxed and holding Perry's black jumper:

I guess Sophie was looking at Perry in these pictures, he seems to make her laugh and smile a lot 😊

Now, we don't know when the lovebirds arrived in Paris, but while these pictures were appearing on the internet, I was alerted by anon message that Sophie had created a playlist with a very particular name just the day before (Saturday, March 2th) . . . . 👀 🙈 🤭

Here some songs that stand out:

These lips can't wait to taste your skin, baby, no, no And these eyes, yeah, can't wait to see your grin, ooh, ooh, baby Just let my love Just let my love adorn you Please baby, yeah —Adorn by Miguel

Oh lá lá . . . . 💋

Whispered something in your ear It was a perverted thing to say But I said it anyway Made you smile and look away Nothing's gonna hurt you, baby As long as you're with me, you'll be just fine Nothing's gonna hurt you, baby Nothing's gonna take you from my side —Nothing's gonna hurt you Baby by Cigarettes After Sex

I guess Paris brings out passion in lovers . . . . 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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YOUR CLOTHES LOOK BETTER ON ME . . . .

The next day, Monday, March 4th, Sophie and Perry went to the Louis Vuitton Paris La Samaritaine store, probably for Sophie's outfit fitting for the next day show:

On their return to their hotel, they went on a very romantic stroll through the City of Love, holding hands, walking by le Pont des Arts, sitting on benches to exchange clothes, and being the most affectioned with each other . . . .

Oh my heart . . . . Why are they so cute and sweet and lovely???

OK, so when they actually arrive to their hotel, Sophie was wearing Perry's green jacket that looks so big on her, and I love it!

I know, Sophie, I know . . . . It's so nice to smell the scent of the person we love on us . . . .

Oh, to be young and in love . . . . in Paris 💕

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GIRAFE & COSTES

During the night of Monday, March 4th, Sophie and Perry were seen at Girafe restaurant, and later at Costes restaurant.

There are several videos of Sophie being so nice and sweet with her fans waiting for her at her hotel door and at those restaurants doors. She took pictures and videos and sent greetings for a lot of lucky fans. You can watch it here & here.

In those videos you can see that Perry's friend, Rupert Gorst, joined them that night. He is the same friend that travelled with them to ski in Meribel.

In those videos you can also see that Sophie left Costes restaurant with a Glowery bag. Glowery is a brand founded by Alexandra Kolasinski (a long time friend of Sophie's ex husband), so Sophie probably met with her at Costes. I'm mentioning this just to reiterate that the "cheating allegations" are a made up narrative.

OK, let's see the pictures!

Leaving Girafe:

Loving the way Perry is holding Sophie's hand in these pictures . . . .

Leaving Costes:

Lol at Rupert waving his hand to the paps in the back 😂

Here's another video of them leaving Costes, via Backdrid with Game of Thrones theme lol

I like how Perry is the last to leave, several steps behind her and Rupert and he opted to read his phone to avoid the paps pictures . . . . Also, how lovely and polite Sophie is with fans and paps!

Now to the main event!

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LOUIS VUITTON WOMEN'S FALL-WINTER 2024 SHOW - PARIS FASHION WEEK - TUESDAY, MARCH, 5th 2024

No Perry sighting during the Show, just lovely Sophie in Louis Vuitton.

Here's a picture of Sophie's Glam shared by Christian Wood:

Here's Sophie arriving at Musée du Louvre, arm in arm with Chioma Nnadi, the new head of editorial content for British Vogue 👀 👀 👀

Chioma Nnadi also attended FRAME Paris Fashion Week Dinner, held at Caviar Kaspia Restaurant the night before, so maybe they met there.

Here's Sophie posing for photographers:

Here's Sophie being interviewed by Alexa Chung:

You can watch a little bit of the interview here!

Here's an official picture shared by Louis Vuitton:

Here's a picture of Sophie inside the Show:

Here's Sophie for Brithis Vogue:

She looks so happy and lovely ❤️

Before the Show started, Sophie was chatting with Anna Wintour and posed for pictures with singer Lisa, member of Blackpink, and actress Ana de Armas. You can se the video here.

Here's Sophie, Anna Wintour and Cynthia Erivo watching the Show:

Here a few of my favorite pictures of Sophie from the day:

Gorgeous!

Hopefully we will have Sophie on a Vogue cover soon and also attending the MET Gala!!!

She's an angel 👼

Straight out of a Renaissance painting, right?

Loveher so much ❤️

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MAXIM'S

After the Show, Sophie and Perry were seen leaving Maxim's restaurant where Louis Vuitton held an after party:

During the after party, Sophie was seen next to singer Felix from Stray Kids and Nicolas Ghesquiere, while listening to singer Zaho de Sagazan performing her song La symphonie des éclairs on the piano.

Rupert Gorst joined Sophie and Perry for the after party as well. They sure had a blast.

There is a lot more of Sophie from the Show but Tumblr doesn't let me upload more material 😭

I'm gonna leave you a few links tho:

More Sophie from Vogue Germany! - Similar video from Vogue Italia! It seems Vogue is promoting her a lot!

More Sophie from Madame Figaro France!

Sophie posing for photographers pre Show! - Same video from TikTok! She's so lovely!

Sophie Turner & Chloe Grace Moretz!

Sophie leaving the Show & interacting with fans! Love her so much ❤️

Another video of Sophie leaving the Show!

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You can read the previous editions here: Vol. III - Vol. II - Vol. I

I'm going to update this post as new content appears.

#sophie turner #PP #thehonseries

[fckinwild-kiwi]

Dec. 5th: Lean on Me

Day 5: Caring for them when they’re sick/Admiring them all dressed up

Here is day Five of @comp-lady’s Domestic December writing challenge!

Warnings: Swearing (This is an 18+ blog, minors dni)   Word Counts: 1.2k+ Words Pairings: Eddie Munson x Reader

A/n: The characters in this story are in their 20s but still living at home, because the economy sucks and rent is expensive. Nobody is in high school, except the younger kids in the party!

It was not often that Eddie was stuck in bed. The boy had a continued need to prove he was capable of taking care of you, not that you ever needed a demonstration. There was never a moment he made you question his ability to be a caring or dependable partner. And though communicating your feelings and thoughts was becoming easier between the two of you, Eddie still struggled to admit when he needed help. So when you called to talk to him after dinner, you were startled to hear the poor boy with a sickly voice behind the receiver.

“Hello,” you heard grumble through the phone.  

“Baby?” You questioned, noticing the unusual grit in your boyfriend’s voice. “Are you doing okay?”

“I’m fine, sweetheart,” came muffled from Eddie. “Just have a headache, I’ll be fine in a few hours.”

“Okay, Eds,” You hesitated, before continuing, “Do you need me to bring you anything? We just finished dinner, I was going to start homework but that can wait.”

“Course not babe,” Eddie choked out, trying to mask a groan.

“Get some rest, handsome,” You sighed, hanging up before letting your parents know you were heading over to Eddie’s. Before leaving, you picked the phone back up. “Wayne?”

“What do ya need, darlin’?” Wayne said into the receiver, his voice perking up at your voice.

“I’m about to head over to check on Eddie, I think I’m going to get him some soup and medicine. While I was out I wanted to check on you too. Are you feeling okay? Do you need me to grab anything at the store for you while I’m there?”

“Eddie better keep you around forever,” Wayne joked, dodging your question.

“Wayne, I’m being serious,” You scolded. “I want to make sure you’re taken care of too.”

“I’m feeling fine, darlin’. I wouldn’t mind coming home to a donut or two in the morning though.”

“I can do a donut or two,” You said, smiling into the receiver before continuing. “Have a great night at work, the donuts will be on top of the stove when you get home.”

“Thank you, hun,” Wayne said slowly before hanging up. 

Quickly grabbing your jacket and car keys, you rushed out the door, to head to the grocery store. It was hard to determine what Eddie was dealing with or what was hurting him since he decided to be so nonchalant and keep his struggles to himself. So to cover all the bases, you grabbed Tylenol, TheraFlu, Sudafed, PeptoBismol, and NyQuil to be safe. You could narrow down exactly what he needed when you got there. In addition to the mediations, you walked around the store to find the ingredients for homemade chicken soup, a surefire way to make Eddie feel his best, and some Gatorade to refuel his electrolytes. Then lastly, the donuts for Wayne because he deserved to be taken care of too.

10 minutes later and with a bag full of groceries, you knocked on the door to the trailer trying not to drop anything. “No one is home!” You heard through the door.

“Eddie, baby,” You said loudly to get it through the door. “It’s me, please open up!”

“My sweetheart,” You heard Eddie say as the door swung open. “What are you doing here? You should be at home, I don’t want to get you sick.”

“Let’s get one thing straight, Munson” You mumbled, pushing past the curly-headed boy to get into the trailer. “You deserve to be taken care of too! What the fuck is up with you Munson men trying to avoid help at all costs. My god!”

“Woah,” Eddie said, wide-eyed, as he closed the door behind you.

“Just let me take care of you,” You whispered, looking up at the sickly-looking boy before you. 

“Okay.”

With the green light given, you quickly got to work assessing Eddie’s pain and discomfort level. With a quick workup, you settled on giving him some nighttime TheraFlu so he could start relaxing while you cooked the soup. After getting all of the veggies into the pot to sauté and shredding the rotisserie chicken, you walked into the living room of the trailer, bringing the small cup of medicine to Eddie with a Gatorade.

“Here, I’m hoping this will start to take some of the discomfort away,” You said, passing the medicine over so you could open the Gatorade up. 

“Ugh, that’s so gross,” Eddie whined, snatching the Gatorade from you to wash away the artificial fruit flavor of the liquid medication. 

“I know baby,” You said, sitting next to the sick boy before pulling him into your lap to relax. “It will make you feel so much better though.”

You sat there for a few minutes, Eddie lying in your lap as you ran your fingers through his hair reassuringly. “I think that alone could cure me,” Eddie moaned out.

“Let me finish making the soup real quick, and then we’ll get you showered and I’ll play with your hair and rub your back as you go to sleep.”

After untangling yourself from Eddie and getting him situated on the couch, you went to the kitchen to combine the rest of the ingredients. “Baby,” You called from the kitchen. “Do you think you can make it to the bathroom? I have a feeling the soup will be ready around the same time as your shower.”

“Yeah, I think so,” Eddie groaned from the living room as he began the process of pulling himself off the couch. Soon enough, as you were watching the soup come to a boil, the shower also turned off signaling that Eddie was about to come out of the bathroom. You turned off the stove, ladled the soup into bowls, and put the rest into the container for leftovers. 

“That smells so fucking good,” Eddie mumbled, as you walked into the small bedroom. 

“I hope it tastes good too,” You said, smiling as you handed him a bowl, taking a seat next to him on his bed. 

After a few minutes of loud slurping and content sighs, you took the bowls to the kitchen before walking back into Eddie’s room, signaling him to lie down. “You get to be the little spoon tonight, my love.”

Eddie’s eyes lit up as he lay on his side. A moment later, you crawled under the covers, getting comfortable behind Eddie. The two of you quickly found comfort within each other as one arm went up to Eddie’s hair and the other trailed under his shirt to rub his back. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you how I was feeling.”

“You take such good care of me but I need you to know that I want to take care of you too. It’s not a burden,” You whispered into the quiet room. 

“I know that now,” Eddie whispered back. “I have to warn you though, this kind of treatment is going to make a man do crazy things.”

You scoffed, “You act as if I don’t always give you this treatment.”

“You’re right,” Eddie said, turning his body around to face you. “I’m a really lucky guy. I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too, Eds,” You said, leaning in to kiss him before he stopped you.

“I don’t want to get you sick.”

“I don’t care about that,” You argued, pressing a quick kiss against his lips. “Besides, if that happens then you just have to take care of me.”

“I can live with that,” Eddie mumbled before leaning in to press his lips against yours once more.

#stranger things #stranger things au #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #comp lady domestic december #domestic december #fckinwild kiwi #fckinwild kiwi writing

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: ten pieces of digital owl house fanart.

The 1st image is a finished illustration of Amity and Willow in clouds on the horizon, in fighting poses welding their magic against a dark purple background.

The 2nd image is a doodle of Luz from hollow mind with an exaggerated and distraught face looking at the viewer against the purple background. She's labeled "has witnessed the horrors" a small scribble of hunter can be seen in the background.

The 3rd image is a limited green, yellow, orange and blue colour palette drawing of willow in her flyer derby uniform.

The 4th image is a doodle of Luz and Hunter in a Labyrinth (1986) au. Hunter wears an outfit similar to his one in eclipse lake and looks at Luz grumpily. Luz wears Eda's jacket over an azura dress and looks back at hunter. Each has a thought bubble- hunters says "ruining his chances of getting his uncle back" and Luz's says "brother napper".

The 5th and 6th images are a set of limited colour palette drawings of Willow and Hunter. Both are from the bust up, willow's palette is green and hunters is blue.

The 7th image is a doodle of Caleb and Evelyn labeled "ye olde bisexuals".

The 8th image is an all green doodle of willow in her Halloween costume on a transparent background. The 9th image is of possessed hunter on a black background.

The 10th and final image is a young Luz being held by Camilla as she cries. The palette is all purple and yellow and the lyrics "one of these days I'm gonna move far away..." Are written and partially cut off in the background. End ID]

All the art from last year (dad joke) that I liked but never posted! I'm not gonna write a huge dedication because this post is long enough (that's what the tags are for). Instead I will simply say that now my conscience is cleared of all the requests I did but never posted (third image is a request for @hotwizardstuff and 10th is for @loverboybrightsideghost), I am finally free to be as silly as I want in the new year!!! 🎉🪩

#the owl house #toh #hunter toh #luz noceda #willow park #caleb wittebane #evelyn clawthorne #amity blight #camilla noceda #TOO MANY GOD-DAMNED CHARACTERS #oh my god never let me make a doodle dump post again. so long and for what!! #long post #i feel like the last doodle dump post i made yonks ago was a lot prettier 😭 I wasn't experimenting as much w/ colour back then #I've honestly been pretty touch and go with posting art this year? owl house got me back into it but even then I've made less art this year #than i think in previous years #mainly cause whatevers going on with me (i am back on medication for my blood baby!!) has kinda impaired that #but even beyond physically making less art I've been posting less of it #on the one hand it's very freeing to not care so much about what people think of me and my art! #i really enjoy being able to keep things for myself. it takes the pressure off and makes me happier i think #on the other hand i miss the engagement with other fans that i get from posting art frequently #i think the only reason I developed a small presence in my own corner of the last fandom I was in (besides a couple good meta posts) #was the fact that i posted a LOT of art at a semi frequent pace #compared to toh where i just. haven't been able to lol #there's also the fact that the last fandom i was in spanned beginning of GCSE and lockdown to middle of A Level #which was overall a much less taxing time school wise than now where I'm in my final year of highschool #it's nothing that really bothers me but it's interesting to muse on the way fans respond to different types of creators #who have very different outputs #i definitely think i wanna hone my skills a little more this year (maybe come up with some reasonable goals to achieve?) #and try and set up commissions over summer for a bit of extra cash and just for fun! to say I've done it #I'm out of tags so I'll just end by saying the most important thing: happy jules holland hootinany to all who celebrate <3

[roroswitherose]

FALLING ASLLEP WHILE TREASURE HYUNG LINE…

#~ pairing: treasure hyung line x female reader

#~ genre: fluff, short scenarios

#~ warnings: established relationship,

Hyunsuk: falling asleep while he shops

You should have never agreed to go shopping with hyunsuk. You both had a day off work so you decided to have a walk around town, stopping at stores and having ice cream. It was getting dark soon and you guys were planning to have dinner at one of your favorite restaurants.

While you guys were walking towards the restaurant,Hyunsuk gripped your hand and stopped in front of one of his favorite stores. You already knew what he was going to say before even turned to look at you. With a sweet smile and a promise to buy you dessert you were suckered into watching him try on diffrent jackets.

He had promised to only try on a few but it's been 40 minutes and he was talking to himself about how he doesnt know what jacket looks better on him. You were very thankful that the shop had a comfortable couch that was in front of a bunch of mirrors and the dressing rooms.

After the 5th jacket you were noticing how tired you were, you had a long day of walking around and the soft couch was so comfortable.

“ I think I like this black one more than the green one, '' Hyunsuk says from inside the dressing room.You just hum loudly too tired to respond and knowing hyunsuck his mind would change in a few minutes.

“ Actually this red one is better,” Hyunsuck says, changing his mind and that was the last thing your heard before you fell asleep. Your head resting on the back of the couch, the bright light not seeming to bother you at all.

“ Did you like the red one to y/n/n?” He asks you But after you dont answer for a few moments he walks out of the dressing room holding both jackets. He rushed to you, putting the jackets next to you looking down at you worried that something happened, but his worried look turns into a smile when he sees you sleeping.

“ Are you finding everything okay?” The nice lady asks but stops when she sees your sleeping form, a smile on her face as she watches him blush and scratch the back of his neck.

“ Ah yes, Sorry I guess I was taking so long that she fell asleep” he says with a bashful smile. The Nice worker just waved him off with a smile telling him that it happens all the time and that the shop was closing in 30 minutes.

He smiles politely and watches her walk away before turning his attention to his sleeping girlfriend. He goes to softly shake your shoulder but quickly pulls out his phone to take a picture of you, smiling to himself making a mental note to set it as his lock screen later.

“ y/n wake up” He says bending down to wake you up, moving your hair out of your face. It only takes a few seconds before you're sitting up confused about what happened. You wince and cover your eyes from the bright light making hyunsuk chuckle and fix your hair for you.

“ I'm sorry I took so long,” Hyunsuk apologized. You just smile tiredly and shake your head trying to get used to the light “ Its okay i know how much you love this store”

“ Okay the stores close’s in 30 minutes so let me try on this last jacket and we can go '' Hyunsuk jokes, making you glare and slap his arm.

“ Hyunsuk i'm tired and hungry” You whine making him laugh and help you up, grabbing both of the jackets deciding to buy both.

“ I'm just joking, let's go” He smiles, pulling you towards the checkout counter.

Jihoon: falling asleep while he dances

Jihoon promised that he would take you on a date after your shift at work….he just had to practice a few dances before. He said it would only take an hour tops, but here you are laying down on one of the black couches falling asleep to the slight squeaks of jihoons sneakers against the floor and the song he's been practicing.

You were tired from a long day of serving drinks and cleaning tables, all you wanted to do was relax and spend some much needed time with your boyfriend. You were trying to stay awake, you didn't want to waste the time you had with jihoon on sleeping, but the surprisingly comfortable couch wasn’t helping you at all with staying up.

After a few minutes of struggling to stay awake you finally give in and fall asleep.

Jihoon quietly curses as he stares at himself through the mirror, repeating the same move he's been working on for the past 10 minutes. He didn't understand why he wasn't getting it. He didn't want to push himself too hard but he knew that he had to have this choreo down by the end of the week.

Jihoon grabs his phone that's leaning against the mirrors and stops the recording that he would use to watch his progress later on. “ I'm sorry y/n/n i just couldn't get the one move right” Jihoon sighs, shutting off his phone, turning around to look at you.

Jihoon couldn't help but feel a little guilty as he watches your sleeping form, he cleans off his sweaty hands and walks towards you and crouches down watching you with a small smile. Contemplating if he should wake you up or not.

He knew you were exhausted so he wanted you to get some sleep, but he also knew how upset you would be if you missed out on spending time with him. With him and his members working on their comeback he had a busy schedule and he hated how he couldnt spend that much time with you.

“ y/n…love wake up” Jihoon coos as he softly shakes your shoulder before leaning down to kiss your forehead. You can't help but groan as you wake up, snuggling your face closer to jihoons hoodie that you've been using as a pillow.

So cute, Jihoon thinks with a smile as he watches you slowly open your eyes, looking at him tiredly. “ Are you done now?” You mumbled, turning your head away from him as you let out a yawn. Jihoon can't help but smile at your cuteness before helping you stand up.

“ Come on let's go eat something” He offers knowing that the way to your heart is food. You give him the side eye as you follow him out of the practice room, you know his intentions. He's sorry for making you wait so long. “ Are you paying?”

“ Of course”

“ Okay good because I want Korean barbecue” you giggled holding onto his arm as he led you out of his company building. Jihoon smiles and moves his arm out of your hold and around your shoulder mumbling something about how cute you are.

Yoshi: falling asleep while he paints

Being with yoshi was always relaxing. He just had this aura that made you completely comfortable wherever you were. And here you are, under the covers lying comfortably in Yoshi's bed, watching him paint.

You always loved to watch him do the things he loves, he did it so passionately. He always put so much effort into everything he did. You watched him with a tired smile as you pulled the blanket under your chin, the breeze coming from the opened window making you cold. Yoshi had opened the window in hopes that the smell of the paint wouldn't give you or him a headache.

After a few more minutes of watching him paint in silence you start to feel your eyes droop and your body submerge into sleep. Yoshi Didn't notice for a little, he was used to the quiet atmosphere you guys had whenever he would paint. He would be painting and you would either be on your phone or reading a book.

When Yoshi turns around to ask you a question he sees you sleeping peacefully. His eyes widen and he blinks a few times as he watches you sleep before a smile breaks out onto his face. He gets up and tucks you in, grabbing your phone and putting it on the charger, leaning down to kiss your forehead “ Sleep well” he whispers.

He moves to sit back where he was sitting in front of his painting, but instead of continuing the painting he was already working on. He grabs a new canvas and starts painting your sleeping form a big smile on his face. His heart warm.

Junkyu: falling asleep while he plays piano

How could you not fall asleep? The song he was playing was basically telling you to fall asleep. You both had originally gone to the practice room for junkyu to teach you how to play the piano.

But after an hour of you complaining about you can't do it and that your fingers hurt. You retreaded to the comfy chair and decided it was better to watch junkyu instead, and besides you were tired of hearing how bad you were…it was better to hear him play.

And you could tell the junkyu was also tired of hearing your off pitch tries, Who knew that you were so bad at it?. But Junkyu was very sweet and encouraging about it. You could tell he was also trying hard not to tease you about it.

“ What do you want me to play y/n/n” Junkyu asked you as he saw you pull your knees to your chest. “the one that I always forget the name of” You smile while staring at him. Junkyu laughs and starts playing, making you sigh and rest your head on your knees listening carefully.

And after that song he was playing another and another and you could tell there was a common theme, they all were slow and made you want to sleep even more. After closing your eyes you hear him change to a piano version of one of your favorite songs to sleep to. And before you know it you were asleep.

Junkyu was quick to notice you were falling asleep, at first he thought you were just resting and listening but after he asked you if you wanted to try again and you didn't answer he knew you were asleep.

Junkyu watches you for a few moments wondering if he should wake you up or not. That position is definitely not comfortable, he thinks. He decides to wake you up knowing that you would complain about it later so he presses hard on a few random keys that make a loud noise.

You can't help but jump up at the loud noise, now awake looking around in confusion as you sit up putting down your knees. Junkyu can't help but laugh at your expression, whispering that you're cute.

“ Did my playing bore you to sleep?” He jokes making you shake your head and stand up, moving to stand behind him. Leaning down to rest your head on his shoulder. “ What do you mean i was awake the whole time”

Junkyu laughs, shaking his head, tilting his head to look at you. “ wanna go back to the dorms and take a nap?” He offers smiling when you give him a tired smile

“ please”

hyung line middle line maknae line

#~ note: Just a warning! My drafts have been acting weird and they have been duplicating paragraphs so I’m sorry if there are any duplicates. This was my first reaction or short scenario so I hope you liked it! Yoshi’s part was smaller then the others but I thought it was cute and simple, again I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know if I should make other parts for the other members <3

#treasure #hyunsuk x reader #jihoon x reader #yoshi x reader #junkyu x reader #treasure fluff #treasure scenarios #treasure x reader #treasure reactions

[drifthail]

a basic breakdown of emo, punk, and goth— a character resource for writers and artists by someone who is emo :] (under the cut!!)

the most important thing: emo, punk, and goth are all music-based subcultures. you cannot be a part of the subculture without listening to the music.

this is a basic guide and won't be going into subgenres (like screamo, hardcore, etc etc). this is what this guide covers:

the five waves of emo (with a focus on midwestern emo and 2000s emo) and emo fashion

punk rock and punk fashion

gothic rock and traditional goth fashion

i've listened to the majority of bands and songs i mention here!

i'm going based off what i know, so if any info is incorrect, please lmk!! :]

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emo

emotional hardcore (emocore or just emo) formed in the mid 1980s from post-hardcore and hardcore punk

there are five waves of emo music (w/ bands):

1st wave (1980s) - rites of spring 2nd wave (1990s) - the get up kids, cap’n jazz, american football 3rd wave (2000s) - my chemical romance, paramore, fall out boy 4th wave (2010s) - the world is a beautiful place & i am no longer afraid to die, the front bottoms, you blew it! 5th wave (2020s) - home is where

specific songs to listen to:

1st wave: for want of by rites of spring

2nd wave: oh messy life by cap'n jazz

3rd wave: thank you for the venom by my chemical romance

4th wave: match & tinder by you blew it!

5th wave: yes! yes! a thousand times yes! by home is where

midwestern emo fashion vs. 2000s emo fashion

midwestern emo: its hard to find any pictures, so i’m going based off of pictures i was able to find, as well as an explanation by madeline pendleton (an alternative content creator who was a part of the subculture during the 90s).

looking at pictures, denim jeans, striped sweaters, and plaid jackets were popular. very classic loser/nerd vibe.

according to madeline pendleton: black dyed spock rock cuts or karen cuts were popular. clothes: low rise flare jeans, small banti shirts, plaid cowboy snap ups, track jackets, and white collared shirts with ties. accessories and shoes: flower clips, white belts buckled to the side, cowboy hats, low top converse, and saucony jazzes. eyeliner was also common. her video with pictures!

2000s emo: 2000s emo often features choppy, jet black or colourful dyed hair, band tees, studded belts, stripes (especially black and white stripes on arm warmers), spikes, checkers, kandi bracelets, black jeans, and shoes like converse, vans, and doc martens. the fashion is similar to scene. however, scene and 2000s emo aren't the same thing, because scene has different music (and emo has a darker aesthetic overall).

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punk

punk rock (or just punk) formed in the mid 1970s from garage rock

a counterculture; rebels against the mainstream. punks are non-conformists

very politically-driven subculture— generally left leaning, acab, anti-establishment, anti-capitalism, and value individual freedom

punk has a diy ethic (a lot of punk fashion is made of readily available materials that the wearer customizes with things like patches, studs, spikes, paint, etc etc)

several subgenres (anarcho-punk, horror punk, hardcore punk, queercore, riot grrrl, etc etc)

punk bands: sex pistols, dead kennedys, the clash, the misfits, x-ray spex, green day

specific songs to listen to:

god save the queen by the sex pistols

london calling by the clash

art-i-ficial by x-ray spex

punk fashion

punk fashion often features safety pins, patches, spikes, studs, and chains as accessories. leather and denim are common materials for jackets. common hairstyles include mohawks and liberty spikes. many punk outfits are made out of readily available clothes that are accessorized or altered by the wearer. (hence punk's diy ethic)

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goth

gothic rock (or just goth) formed in the late 1970s from post-punk

several fashion types (trad goth, victorian goth, mall goth, cyber goth, etc etc)

goth bands: the cure, sisters of mercy, switchblade symphony, bauhaus, depeche mode, skeletal family

specific songs to listen to:

clown by switchblade symphony

disintegration by the cure

dominion by sisters of mercy

traditional goth fashion

traditional goth fashion mostly uses black and white in its look. the makeup generally consists of white foundation with thin eyebrows, black lipstick, and heavy black eyeliner. hair is teased and worn up. fishnets, lace, flowy dresses, leather jackets, chains, spikes, studs, crosses, and corsets are common clothing and accessories.

#character resource #goth #emo #punk #art reference #writing reference

[orderforbrian]

new chapter of Sea Glass Promise (our jonmartin selkie au) is up!! i wanted to post the pictures here, im happy with how they turned out - martin's face in the last one is so cute and babby jon is even cuter <3

[Start ID: Five images of Jon and Martin from The Magnus Archives based off scenes from a selkie AU. Jon is a thin Persian man with short dark curly hair and a beard, both streaked with gray. He wears square framed glasses and has dark eyes. Martin is a fat mixed Korean/Polish man with short dark wavy hair and a beauty mark under his lip. He wears browline glasses in some pictures and has dark eyes, he also wears a blue sea glass necklace.

1st image: Jon is holding a book titled A Guest For Mr. Spider and looking at Martin with a horrified expression. He is wearing a white button up shirt rolled past his elbows. The book has a simplified black spider hanging upside down with a friendly fanged smile and is tipping a red bowler hat in greeting. Martin is holding a hand to his mouth and snickering at him in the right corner. the background is simple book shelves.

2nd image: Martin is flexing his right arm, looking down at his bicep with a proud smirk, his other hand is rolling up the sleeve of his white t-shirt. A couple diamond stars are in front of his eyes and there are three lines marking where he is flexing. Jon looks on with wide eyes and a blush, there is a white circle around his head to indicate he is thinking deeply about the sight. He is wearing a simple dark t-shirt that looks too big for him. The background is a dark window to the left with pattering rain outside, with otherwise light grey walls.

3rd image: Martin is dressed in a jean jacket and a striped shirt. He is smiling at a photo in his hand along with Jon's grandmother, Mrs. Sims, who is pointing at the photo. She is a thin, elderly Persian woman with rectangular glasses, dark eyes, and grey eyebrows. She is wearing a hijab patterned with flowers and a simple dark dress, as well as wearing dark lipstick. Jon is in the background thumping his head against a kitchen cabinet, his arms slack in front of him. He is wearing a dark v-neck shirt with sleeves rolled past his elbows and jeans with a belt. He looks very put off by the two looking at the photo. The background is a kitchen with a fridge on the left, a curtained window in the middle, and cabinets and countertop spanning the middle and right.

4th image: A close up of the photo from the previous image. It is of Jon as a child (around 6 years old), wearing oval shaped glasses and his hair is just past his shoulders. He is glaring up from a book he is reading while sitting in bed. The book is untitled but has a silhouette of a mouse on a broomstick on the cover, presumed to be some fantasy novel for children. He is wearing a plaid button up pajama shirt with matching pants. There is a plate of Jammie Dodgers (crimped cookies with a heart shaped hole for red jam in the middle) by his side and a teddy bear and lamp on his other side. A blanket is covering his feet and he is resting against a pillow. Martin's thumb is pressed into the corner to hold it.

5th image: Jon and Martin at sat across from each other at a circular table that is in front of a large window at a dessert cafe. Jon is wearing a plaid flannel with a dark shirt underneath, and is looking at Martin with shock, he is holding out a cup of rum raisin ice cream towards him. Martin is making a disgusted face and sticking his tongue out, he is holding a tiny spoon in his right hand and making a fist with his left. By his right hand, he has a cup of green tea ice cream. Outside the large window, there is a fuzzy outline of street lamps and a walkway railing. There appears to be scribbled writing on the window that is intended to represent the cafe's name. End ID.]

#the magnus archives #tma #tma au #tma selkie au #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #jonmartin #jmart #selkie!martin #order up! art tag

[zaacataac]

Living Percy au headcanons because I said so

He is really pale, even in the summer. (I wouldn’t say he sunburns easily but he also doesn’t really tan either)

He has green eyes because Solomon has green eyes and I will never get over the fact that he supposedly looks like his dad when he was younger

When he wears a binder, Diggory has to remind him every now and then because otherwise he forgets and will accidentally wear it for way longer than he’s supposed to

He cannot cook. He has tried to cook. He is banned from cooking.

Either that or he’s really good at cooking, he just hates it

When he’s bored, he braids the hair of the nearest person with hair that’s long enough to be braided (usually Diggory’s, but Olivier and Danielle have both been the victims of his boredom in the past)

He has snakebite piercings because I said so (there is actually logic behind this one, but I’m too lazy to explain it)

He got his ears pierced when he was in 5th grade, and wore earring for a few years, but they also made him dysphoric for a while so when he was around 16 he threw all of them out. A few years later, he bought a pair of studs just to see if they still bothered him, he realised that now that he was out and more comfortable with himself he liked them, left them on, forgot about them for months, and now they’re almost definitely infected but he’s too scared to check.

he does that thing where he says he’s cold even though he’s not cold because he wants to wear Diggory’s jacket, and it almost always works, sometimes they’re a bit confused depending on the weather but it looks cute on him, so they go with it

#I have thought about this #I am never not thinking about him #Please take my headcanons #hello from the hallowoods #hfth #hfth fanart #percy reed #character headcanons

[tacosrobot]

Meet the gang! Or don't, I guess.

Actual character bios under the cut!

RUSTY JACOBS

Full Name: Russell Jacobs

Nickname: Rusty

Birthday/Age: 24 – 5th of April

Place of birth: Somewhere in Colorado

Place of Residence: Somewhere out in the middle of nowhere

Education Level: Highschool graduate but barely

Occupation: Vampire Hunter (self-appointed)

Pets: n/a

Appearance: 

Height: 5’9

Eye colour: Green 

Glasses/Contacts: N/A 

Prominent features: Freckles, lots of freckles.

Distinguishing Marks/Scars: There’s a thin scar running down the back of his right shoulder to his elbow. He has a few tattoos, too. They’re mostly around his shoulders and on his arms, he has no tattoos on his back but has tattoos on his chest and waist. They vary in nature but he holds the record in his friend group as ‘Guy With the Most Spider Tattoos’, he has three.

Hairstyle/Colour: He has ginger hair, cut by himself, of course, is choppy and layered. It reaches just below shoulder length and was once styled into a very fashionable mullet.

Style of clothing: He’ll wear anything he can get his hands on. He doesn’t care about conforming to any sort of gender norms and thinks fashion is a great way to express himself. He always has paint-covered yellow boots on.

Other: He has two nose piercings, a septum piercing and a bridge piercing. He almost got a tongue piercing but he chickened out and got another tattoo instead.

Personality:

Optimist or pessimist: Optimist

Introverted or extroverted: Extroverted

Conflict Avoider or Seeker: Conflict seeker

Personality description: Upon first meeting Rusty, people usually sum him up in one word: ‘irritating’. Once you get to know him a little better, however, you soon learn that it’s not entirely true. Rusty can be annoying, don’t get me wrong, but he can also be considerate and caring when he needs to be. He may give off the vibe that the whole world revolves around him yet outside of trying to be the centre of attention, he’s a gentle guy with a somewhat gentle soul.

Traits and interests:

Strongest trait: Individualistic

Weakest trait: Arrogant

Habits: He cracks his knuckles, or just his fingers in general. Sometimes this extends to his neck too.

Hobbies: 

Photography

Scrapbooking

Painting

Favourites:

Favourite colour: Pink

Favourite music: Electro-pop or anything with synths

Favourite Food: Greasy foods of any sort.

Favourite Literature: Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, but literally anything to do with Vampires. He thinks that it’ll give him some sort of advantage over the vampires.

Goal: To get back to Colorado.

Motivation: Seeing his younger sister again.

Relationships:

Parent(s): Hank Jacobs, May Jacobs (deceased)

Sibling(s): Mildred ‘Millie’ Jacobs (younger sister)

Best friend: Janey Brinkley

Other friend(s): Emeric Moore (belongs to @viaterra) Donovan V. (belongs to @ross-stories)

Partner: N/A (his last girlfriend died)

Enemies: WILMER KRAUS. WILMER KRAUS IF YOU’RE OUT THERE.

RODDY FAREBROTHER

Full Name: Toddman Farebrother

Nickname: Todd, Roddy (he calls himself that)

Birthday/Age: 19 – 12th of November

Place of birth: Wothead.

Place of Residence: Wothead.

Education Level: Got expelled in year nine

Occupation: Stay-at-home nuisance.

Pets: a hamster named Cricket

Appearance: 

Height: 5’6

Eye colour: Brown 

Glasses/Contacts: N/A 

Prominent features: A significant number of freckles, primarily on his face. He also has a tooth gap; he’s missing his second tooth on the left.

Distinguishing Marks/Scars: N/A

Hairstyle/Colour: Roddy takes good care of his hair, despite how it may look. It’s short, layered and very messy. At some point, he decided to dye it redder than it was originally then settled on some weird shade of pink.

Style of clothing: Anything he can put a worn-down brown leather jacket over. This can vary from shirts to vests and even (albeit very rarely) jumpers. Trousers are often a second thought. He’ll put on whatever’s clean.

Other: He went through a phase of wearing fingerless gloves, no one knows why he did this. It didn’t even look that cool.

Personality:

Optimist or pessimist: Pessimist

Introverted or extroverted: Ambivert

Conflict Avoider or Seeker: Conflict seeker

Personality description: Roddy has a problem with any kind of authority. Friends, family, the police; he doesn’t care because he knows he’s in the right every time. There are exceptions to this rule, he respects his sister and like one other person, plus his hamster, but that’s it.

Traits and interests:

Strongest trait: Independent

Weakest trait: Abrasive

Habits: He has no idea what he’s supposed to do with his hands so he often picks things up to play with. Also scratches his left cheek regularly.

Hobbies: 

Sports, including but not limited to football, cricket and tennis

Cycling

Nature walks

Favourites:

Favourite colour: Red

Favourite music: Whatever the Clash and The Ramones have going on?

Favourite Food: Sausage sandwich with brown sauce and a sprinkle of salt

Favourite Literature: He doesn’t tend to read much, but The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle has a very special place in his heart.

Goal: Play football professionally.

Motivation: Making money.

Relationships:

Parent(s): Phillip Farebrother (deceased), Catherine Farebrother (absent)

Sibling(s): Patricia Farebrother (older sister)

Best friend: ‘Harry’ Hamilton

Other friend(s): That’s literally it. You could be his friend if you wanted but I don’t recommend it.

Partner: N/A

Enemies: Kenneth.

THE CROW

Full Name: Hayden Hayes

Alias: The Crow

Birthday/Age: 24 – 7th of March

Place of birth: London

Place of Residence: Still London, it’s a small world, ok?

Education Level: University Graduate. He got a degree in some sort of science. He doesn’t remember

Occupation: Museum security guard

Pets: n/a

Appearance: 

Height: 5’6

Eye colour: Blue 

Glasses/Contacts: N/A 

Prominent features: His hair is pretty prominent

Distinguishing Marks/Scars: Nothing overly distinguishing about any of him if you look past the fact he’s a vigilante crime fighter.

Hairstyle/Colour: It’s short, black and really messy. It fans out at the sides and cannot be tamed, so don’t bother trying.

Style of clothing: Ignoring his big crow-inspired get-up, Hayden primarily wears whatever’s on sale. He tends to lean towards black clothes, though and has had the same coat for almost five years.

Other: He always, always, always carries a tie with him? For some reason? He calls it his ‘emergency tie’.

Personality:

Optimist or pessimist: Optimist

Introverted or extroverted: Introverted

Conflict Avoider or Seeker: Conflict seeker

Personality description: To be honest, Hayden is kind of mixed up. He doesn't know if he wants to be the goofy comic relief hero or if he wants to be the stoic brooding type. He's street smart but not smart smart. He knows what he wants but he doesn't know how to get it sort of thing. He’s still figuring it out.

Traits and interests:

Strongest trait: Humorous

Weakest trait: Muddle-headed

Habits: Will cut you off while you’re talking. He’s not doing it on purpose he just a little bad at conversations.

Hobbies: 

Reading, he’s a big fan of non-fiction but will sometimes read fiction, too.

Calligraphy

Watching documentaries

Favourites:

Favourite colour: Yellow

Favourite music: Early 2000s dance music

Favourite Food: Crème Brulee

Favourite Literature: To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Goal: Stop the stupid idiot guys running this weird underground network of illegal stuff.

Motivation: Keeping his family safe.

Relationships:

Parent(s): Keith Ashbee (step-father), Polly Hayes

Sibling(s): Dylan Hayes (younger brother)

Best friend: ???

Other friend(s): He goes out with his co-workers a lot; I suppose they count.

Partner: N/A

Enemies: Those freaky little guys in suits who are doing weird illegal stuff under London.

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