#it would be a nice cover for her scar she probably definitely has

[wigglesdtuff]

She let Usopp do them (they are temporary)

#nico robin #one piece #ok but a cleavage tattoo would be so gorgeous dont @ me #it would be a nice cover for her scar she probably definitely has #daily wtt robin #day 71

[radioisntdead]

Just thought about this, but could I request a platonic ask with the Hazbin Crew (or just Charlie and Vaggie) with a frankenstein-esque sinner reader? Stitches all over their limbs, mismatched and it’s a common sight to see their limbs falling off their body and they only sigh before picking it back up?

They’re very nice, just tired and getting fed up/disgruntled with their own body and how it’s scarred, mismatched and always falling apart.

Good evening my dear! I wasn't too sure how to make this into a full oneshot so I made it into headcanons hopefully that's alright!

I actually have a OC very similar to this however she's a ragdoll so taking inspo from that

Hazbin hotel x gn! reader [platonic]

Warnings:

Limbs falling off, Alastor stealing arms

The first time they witnessed you lose a limb it freaked the majority of them out [Alastor only widened his grin because he's creepy like that]

The lot of you were just hanging out and doing a trust fall exercise and poor Sir Pentious was the one to catch you, he was not expecting your limb to just come straight off, like he was holding you and your arm was beside you on the floor.

And you just causally sighed and wiggled out of a panicking Sir Pentious's arms and grabbed your arm grumbling about having to sew it back on.

I imagine you may have to sometimes reinforce certain parts because sometimes you just go running and SNAP the stitches on your leg becomes undone and your face meets the ground.

There's a sewing kit almost anywhere in the hotel for you to use in emergencies,

Niffty is skilled with sewing so I imagine if you let her and don't mind getting stabbed a couple times she'd sew you right up in mere seconds, I imagine if you don't mind melding fabric to your skin she'll sew on fabrics with pretty patterns on, maybe it'll make you feel better about your loose limbs.

Angel dust LOVES coming up with nicknames for you, Frankie, Patches, Frankenstein's long lost child, patchwork, ragdoll etc etc

I'm gonna be honest Alastor probably tries to munch on your fallen limbs, I can see him grabbing your fallen arm and booking it out of there while you chase after him yelling for Vaggie to do something.

Vaggie gets your limbs back

Going off the fabrics if your okay with that going on your skin Charlie definitely buys some for you as a surprise, she'll ask Vaggie on whether or not she thinks you'd like a certain fabric patch.

I think having a bunch of patches gifted to you by loved ones is a nice thought, we adapt habits, traits, mannerisms etc etc from people we love and the people that love us sometimes adapt our habits, traits, mannerisms etc etc from us, we're a lovely mashup of ourselves and the people we love.

I imagine Sir Pentious would build something to help keep your limbs together, like a brace or a prosthetic covering of sorts?

Alastor gives you a patch and it's just arm themed, he probably steals your limbs like five times in a week,

"DAMN IT AL, THAT'S THE FIFTH TIME THIS WEEK STOP."

"no"

You have to get Vaggie to help you retrieve your limbs before Alastor makes your arm into an arm pot pie or something.

Husk would help you with carrying anything super heavy, particularly if it's alcohol because he is NOT risking your arms ripping off and no more drunky tipsy times [I can't legally drink I don't know how it works and I don't wanna know.]

Whenever Charlie asks for a hand and your arm has been detached you hand her your arm, freaks her out for a second before she's just like "Haha very funny please don't do that again"

Charlie definitely works on making sure your comfortable in the hotel, if you're ever insecure about your scars she'll take a pen or something and doodle around them.

Honestly Charlie probably thinks your mismatched patches look cool and you remind her of a plushie she had as a child,

If your filled with cotton like a plushie do expect hugs.

Good evening folks! I am making my way through requests! Plus the part two to Too sweet and Eldritch horror reader's backstory [EVIL LAUGHING] will be out soon!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel

[sleepyfaequeen]

Hello!! I saw your life weaver one shot and I just adore it. I was wondering if you maybe had some general LifeWeaver headcanons? Maybe for a clumsy person, who is definitely not me but tends to have old scars and new injuries from things?

Thank you, your one shot made me weak he is such a darling of a man ♥️

Well, I didn't expect another request for Lifeweaver, but I shall grant you what my mind can muster up. I wrote this in one sitting. Enjoy~

Roommates

Summary: You just happen to always slip on your own two feet. Even in Vishkar University. Lucky for you, Vishkar has given you a nurse who is in 24/7.

Pairing: Lifeweaver x fem!reader

Warning(s): fluff

Requested: Yes, anonymous

Song:

A groan escaped (Y/n)'s lips as she laid down on the ground. The days of overworking yourself to the bone (has) finally caught up to you, and you can't help but just accept it. (Y/n) could hear sudden footsteps from upstairs before a familiar face peering down to look at what had probably caused all that ruckus. It was right then and there that she had wished she would've died on impact, so she didn't have to witness her roommate looking at her pathetic hopeless self sprawled out on the ground.

"(Y/n), did you just fall?" Niran asked as he held onto the railing of the top of the stairs.

"No." She replies.

"Then why are you on the ground?" He cocks his head to the side with a small smirk and raised brow.

".. I fell." She admits and this makes him sigh.

"I'm going to help you up." He said, already heading downstairs. Her roommate was always so nice and friendly while she was a clumsy mess. "Does anything hurt?"

"No." She lies. Nothing was broken, but she did feel ashamed that nearly everyone she knew had known her as the person who always would be in an accident.

"Good, then you can get up." He taps her hip and she couldn't help but groan. "Unless you want me to help you."

"No, I'm totally fine here." She smiles as she watched him roll his eyes and stepped over her before resting his hands on his hips.

"This is your last chance, N̂ảp̄hụ̂ng." He warns.

"Or what?" (Y/n) watched as he bends down and grabbed her legs before pulling her down the hallway.

"NIRAN!?" A squeak leaves her lips as he practically drags her. Her arms cover her fluttering face as he continues to drag her before he lets go of her legs and moves. She can't help but peak between her arm, though that was probably a mistake as his chest was in full view. The man was wearing a deep rose pink V neck t-shirt, revealing his hard yet soft looking chest. How was it that she was so blessed and cursed at the same time to have such a good-looking roommate. She swore she only joined Vishkar to learn and provide people with hope for the future. Still, her eyes can't help but look at the way Niran's white hair was tied up in a messy bun, and his bangs happen to fall over his eye.

"You must really like staring at someone who is treating you." He said with an amused smirk on his lips. This makes her avert her eyes before yelping as he picked her up and sits her down onto the couch of their living room. "I'm going to have to ask you if anything hurts. That was a dangerous fall.."

"I'm alright.." (Y/n) stretched her arm before whimpering as she held it to her stomach. Niran can't help but lean forward and reach over, gently holding her arm. "Okay, maybe not as alright as I had thought."

"This is why I'm studying to be you're nurse." He jokes as he decides to have a look at your arm. "Well, I can't fix it now since it's late. Lucky for you, I happen to be trained in wrapping a broken arm."

"Thank you so much, Niran. I'm so sorry to be such a clutz." She let's her eyes meet his soft chocolate ones.

"It's no problem. Without you falling around everywhere, I wouldn't be learning how to treat different kinds of first aid." He chuckles as his eyes glance at every small scar and recent bandages on you. "But really, I think it's rather adorable."

"Ho-!?" She can't help but almost choke on her own saliva before going into a coughing fit. He quickly pats her back before letting his hand rub the middle of her shoulder blades. "You think I'm.."

"Of course, I do. You're also the sweetest person I have ever met on campus."

"Ahh.." She was feeling her entire face burn up and quickly averts her eyes only to see Satya in her light blue pajamas with her pillow under her arm. She looked so tired and upset, which was never good.

"If you two don't stop flirting so loudly, I will not hesitate to strike you both." Her hands already holding up her pillow.

"Wait.. is that a seashell pillow?" Niran asked as he pointed at it. Satya can't help but look at it herself.

"Yes, it is."

"I didn't realize you believed in fairytales." Immediately, Niran's face is met with a loud "fwap" as the pillow is slammed against his face.

"(Y/n) if you're going to start dating him. I suggest you teach him some manners." She takes her pillow back, glaring at Niran before walking back upstairs. "Start with his snoring."

"Satya!" Niran whines as he can't help but tuck his face into your shoulder as he hugs (Y/n). Whether it was to comfort himself or to hold you didn't really matter.

Translation: N̂ảp̄hụ̂ng / น้ำผึ้ง: Honey

#lifeweaver x reader #x reader #niran pruksamanee #overwatch #x clumsy reader #fanfic #headcanon #oneshot #blizzard #love story #romance #lifeweaver #overwatch 2 #ow1 #ow2 #roommates #fem reader #x female reader #x f!reader

[zomzomwritingwhileeating]

THERE IS NOT ENOUGH MITSURI HEAD CANONS AND I FEEL THAT IS AN ABSOLUTE CRIME. A SHAME.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Mitsuri Kanroji Body Head Canons+Random HC's˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

HOOOO BOY

So for starters, my girl is chubby. Not pudgy, no, no, no. Chubby.

You're telling me that this woman can pack down plates on plates of food and not gain anything? Anything at all???

Idc about her metabolism, that woman is chubby and you can pry that out of my cold, dead hands.

She is so soft, like pillow.

Mitsuri screams the type of girl who pouts about her thighs in thigh highs (the little muffin tops <3)

Screaming.

She absolutely had issues with her weight in the past, insecure about her stretch marks and the moles on her body because it was "imperfect".

It took a lot to love the body she has, she still probably struggles with it but is definitely better

Also she's absolutely pink-toned. Like fleshy pink tones.

OH SHE ABSOLUTELY HAS MORE MOLES ALL AROUND HER BODY

I like to think she has one on her thigh, one on her shoulder and hand and a few scattered around like star dust

She would paint her nails, not any bright colors but a subtle clear gloss

And makeup. Screams the type to just do natural make-up.

She loves it when you hold her from behind, or you let her lift you up.

Girly is strong under that chub.

Like Kyojuro, she's an absolute heater in the winter. Like furnace/fireplace warm.

Her entire face gets warm when she blushes.

I feel like Mitsuri would overheat in the summer, like heat wave bad, often needing to cool down under some shade or take plenty water brakes.

Naturally long eyelashes. I do not make the rules.

I feel like she's pretty pale, like not paper white but an off white.

Bruises easily, not as much as Shinobu but she's definitely covered in em.

ALSO SCARS

She would be so insecure of them at first, but would eventually grow to like them with a little help from her comrades.

She loves being taller than her lover, no clue why but it makes her so happy.

Also, gives tiddy hugs, bear hugs and is just a nice hugger.

She wants the person she's hugging to feel safe in her arms, so she sometimes squeezes too tight (rip to your back...)

Back to the boobs

Sometimes she doesn't even realise it, and she gets so embarrassed when she does!

(Subconsciously learned it from Kyojuro. It's comforting)

Thick hair, like yes we see how it is braided but it's so thick that it takes forever to wash and longer to dry.

Naturally a little curly. I don't make the rules.

Oh and she's got a chubby face, like round/circle shaped.

And plump lips (pls bbg just lemme kiss u </3)

#mitsuri kanroji #kny mitsuri #demon slayer #kny x reader #kny #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer mitsuri #mitsuri x reader #headcanon #zombiewrites #body headcanon #shes my wife

[ubejamjar]

Nahri Sohl (Non-WoL)

"It is not my preference to see to matters personally, but I will see them done." [Overwatch, Moira O'Deorain]

B A S I C S

Name Nahri Sohl Nicknames Nahri does not suffer nicknames, you will address her properly or you will not address her at all. Age Somewhere in her 40s, maybe 44 or 45. Nameday I haven't decided, but she is most certainly a summer child Race Hellsguard Roegadyn (As far as she is aware) Gender Genderfluid Orientation Lesbian Profession Proprietress of the White Alyssum entertainment hall; aspiring member of the Syndicate; Teledji Adeledji’s personal demon; blackmail (it's a very lucrative business)

P H Y S I C A L   A S P E C T S

Hair Black as coal and always kept short, always mussed like she just rolled out of someone's bed. Eyes Pale blue Skin: Deep bronze Tattoos/Scars: Nahri has horrible slashing scars covering up a tattoo on one of her wrists. The image is indiscernible beneath the gnarled flesh. She does not speak of it, everyone knows better than to ask.

F A M I L Y

Parents Shining Sapphire A wealthy Ala Mhigan merchant and otherworldly beauty. She was ruthless and over-ambitious, and she drew attention from the wrong people, which got her killed. Ambiguously Important Father A Roe or maybe Hyur who might've had a very distant claim to the Ala Mhigan throne. He was killed in one of King Theodoric's purges. Nahri never knew him. She's probably looking into it though, just in case she has claim to Ala Mhigo herself. Siblings: Elle de Marinterre - Older half-sister Nahri knows of Elle but has never met her. Allegedly Elle "stinks of human decency". Elle would try to build a relationship with her sister, but Nahri would never cooperate. She is a botanist. Grandparents: Dead, most definitely dead. In-laws and Other: Miray: An Ul’dah woman with dark hair, bronze skin, a voice like summer rain. She drinks her coffee hot without cream because she says it tastes like sunlight in the desert. She left Nahri after finding out how she was making her fortune (spoiler: it was very illegal). Ajisai Kawanami : Nahri is only nice to her because the Warrior of Light is a capable tool and tools must be maintained else they lose their edge. Pets: I have a hard time imagining this woman having a pet. She's just too busy.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Thaumaturgy To survive in this world, one needs a competitive edge and a fireball seems like a very good place to start. She joined up with the Thaumaturge's Guild when she first arrived in Ul'dah, because if the Ul'dahns would not lift a finger to help her, then she would help herself. Nahri just loves to play with fire, it makes things so much more interesting.

Sleight of Hand Good fortune comes to those who know how to pluck it from well-off pockets. Nahri understands that one cannot make something of nothing and sometimes ‘something’ needs to be borrowed from those with too much. She is also good at card tricks and cutesy street magic that she is very proud of. In another life, she might’ve been an entertainer.

Business Sense Some people might call Nahri’s tactics theft or underhanded, but those people are beggars at the table.

Hobbies: Blackmail, drinking top shelf liquor, falling in love with every woman who reminds her even vaguely of Miray, reading cheesy romance novels, fencing, gambling, making new problems to avoid her personal problems

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Altruism is something people would not associate with Nahri Sohl, but she does see to it that one's basic human needs are met. She does not care about your tragic backstory. She does care that you are starving and nobody is lifting a finger to help. She's very "give a man a fish, teach him to fish, and then leave him to sink or swim." Most Negative Trait: Ambition rolls off this woman like waves of heat in the desert air. She knows exactly what she wants and how she's going to get it. That's not inherently bad thing. It's just she's willing to "do away" with anyone who gets in her path. She'll find all your dirty secrets and she'll use them against you however she pleases. She’ll put you in the ground if that’s where you suit her.

L I K E S

Colors: Gold [the way it looked in Miray's hair], turquoise, deep brown, amber sunshine, red like desert rocks, white Smells: Fresh flatbread, sunshine on linen, hot coffee, the coconut sweetness of Miray’s perfume Textures: Silk, fur Drinks: Bitter coffee with a bite of lokum, fresh spring water, the licorice taste of arak

OTHER DETAILS

Smokes: Yes absolutely Drinks: If it's outrageously expensive, it's on the table Drugs: I want to say no, but honestly I feel like Nahri probably does lines of something in her office. If anyone wants to school me on Eorzean drugs, please do. Mount Issuance: She seldom leaves Ul'dah but when she does, she hires carriages, takes airships, and uses aetherytes. She doesn't usually go on journeys long enough to warrant having a mount. Been Arrested: A few times when she was first learning the dance of taking without permission.

tagged by the dear @ishgard ! Thank you!! :D

tagging (with much affection, trying to tag some friends I didn't tag in the last one. If you already been tagged then consider yourself double, triple, quadruple tagged and you get a smiley face sticker from me): @elliewiltarwyn @sailor-artemis @eorzeanflowers @lilbittymonster @flusteredracoons @laladventures @hinganskies @magitekbun @icehearts

#nahrijar #nahri sol #actual criminal #non wol #tag game #free the drafts agenda #i phoned it in a little bit

[sensei-venus]

I IMMEDIATELY need more the teen mom! Reader x hawk. It’s so fucking cute🥺

Low-key love Dad!Hawk/Teen Mom!Reader, because we all know he's a softy.

P.s. If y’all want any other characters with this just let me know in my ask box. I love this fluffy shit.

(Unedited)

•Hawk literally will do anything for this kid, literally anything. He goes as far as blowing off training to do stuff that involves the baby.

•What do you mean they are sick? Coughing and bowing snot bubbles and won't stop crying? Hawk is skipping practice to go pick up the babys prescription at the drug store. He's even going to grab a little toy, maybe a new stuffed animal for them while he's at it. He's going as fast as he can to grab the stuff so Reader isn't all alone with a crying sick baby.

•Hawk is the kind of dad to buy stuffed animals all the time. He can't stop getting them for the little bugger. When he goes to golf-n -stuff he can't help but get a stuffed animal with his tickets, even if Reader isn't there he will get one without thinking about it. Talking about drugstores, he's definitely that “dad” who always grabs a stuffed animal from one of those $5 bins in the store. It's just something about seeing the baby's face light up everytime he brings them a new one that makes his heart melt. There room/nursery is covered with them.

•Hawk was secrecy scared that the baby might be afraid of him because of his scar. He's seen to many movies where kids are scared of people with scars, both facial and body ones. He thought about going as far as buying make up or stealing some from his mom to cover his lip scar, but he chickens out. When he holds the baby for the first time and they just smile at him, maybe even giggle at him, he’s sold. I think his heart breaks open just a little when they first touch his scar, they don’t scream or cry, they just pat at his top lip and smile.

•Loves dates where the baby gets to come with them. Sometimes he has to be specific with “No you don’t have to try and find a babysitter, I want to take BOTH of you out.” He never gets over the smile Reader has when he says it, because he knows she feels a little insecure about being a single mom sometimes. But he loves them both and he never wants her to feel like that, because he wants her, and her baby.

•He’s the guy who takes them out to a nice dinner at a nice restaurant. If anyone looks at them weird or side eyes the baby, Hawk is glaring right back at them. No one is going to look at his kid like that, parents can go out and eat to. He's bouncing them on his leg if they get fussy or upset at dinner. Don't tell Reader but he def let's them have a finger full of chocolate sauce from his dessert when she's not looking.

•Talking about food, when they are allowed to start trying new foods, Hawk is ready and excited. You will probably never see someone so excited about watching a baby get covered in spaghetti. Definitely does the thing where he takes whipped cream and shots some in his mouth then let’s the baby mimic him and put some in their mouth. Laughs so hard when they stuff their little hands in their mouth trying to keep the sweet cream in their mouth. Sticky fingers for days.

•He tells his mom that he is dating someone but he doesn’t tell her about his gf being a single teen mom. He doesn’t want her bothering him or his gf over it. (Everyone Headcanons that Eli mom is all sweet, but I have a feeling she would nag at Eli for going out with someone with a kid. Idk she gives me “you need to be a kid- you should get married and have a kid- she might even pull a “you don’t need someone weighing you down” she’s nice when Eli is older but overbearing when he’s a teen.)

•When Daniel and Johnny find out, Johnny is shitting his pants. Johnny couldn’t handle Robby in his late 20s-early 30s, how was Hawk out of all people doing it so well? Daniel thinks watching Johnny have a crisis is funny. Daniel and Amanda are helle supportive. Daniel thinks that it’s extremely honorable that Hawk didn’t cause a huge scene over Reader having a baby, explaining quickly about how it was in the 80s. Amanda thinks it’s sweet to watch him with the baby, Amanda may have a issue with buying stuff for the baby and sending it to Reader. Amanda likes baby’s like a lot. Johnny try’s to be supportive but, he literally knows jack shit about raising kids. (Insert Robby side eyeing him the whole time)

•He loves it when Reader brings the baby to the dojo. Not just for practice, but he likes it when he gets to see the two of them playing outside. He loves watching them play with the grass outside he dojo or watching Reader point out different fish in the pond. Hawk is slowly starting to enjoy the peace and quite after the dojo war ends. Reader and baby are a plus.

#cobra kai #cobra kai blog #cobra kai ask blog #cobra kai headcanons #cobra kai hawk #eli hawk moskowitz #hawk headcanons #cobra kai hawk x reader #hawk moskowitz #hawk x reader #hawk

[pigeonwhumps]

"That's gonna scar"

MD-264N masterlist

Febuwhump day 5: "that's gonna scar"

Asha sews up Morgan's gunshot wound when it refuses to close.

1.3k

CWs: self-dehumanisation, stitches, implied past non-con drugging, mentioned brainwashing, mentioned expectations of death, conditioned whumpee, living weapon

"Are you sure you don't want any stronger painkillers?" asks Asha, concerned. All Morgan's consented to taking are a couple of paracetamols, and while Asha can understand why after seeing the track marks on their arms, she's spoken to Rhian and she's not sure it's going to be enough today. She's not sure it's enough normally, honestly, but Morgan's gunshot wound isn't healing properly after the packing and now it needs stitches. Which means far more intense pain.

"No, thank you, sir. Asha."

Asha exchanges a glance with Rhian. A bit of a setback, but that's to be expected after yesterday. At least they're using her name as well.

"If you're sure. This is going to be painful, so let me know if you change your mind and need me to stop at any point, alright?"

"Yes, Asha."

"Good."

"You can squeeze my hand as much as you like," says Rhian softly, resting her hand in Morgan's. They wrap their fingers gently around it.

"Morgan, can you lift your leg so your ankle's on the pillow here? It's covered in a towel, even if we make a mess it'll be fine. I need your ankle slightly elevated and for me to be able to get to it easily." Morgan swings their leg up on the bed and turns slightly, leaning against Rhian, back to her chest. "That's it. I'm going to start now, you don't have to watch."

"Concentrate on your breathing," says Rhian, as Asha unwraps the bandage around the wound and winces. "Nice and deep and even, copy me."

Morgan does their best as Asha cleans the area around the wound before picking up her needle and thread. This is going to be the painful part. Her patient squeezes their eyes shut at the sight of the needle touching skin.

Asha pushes through the skin with only a little resistance and Morgan whimpers. They bite their lip, clutching Rhian's hand tight, letting out pained cries as Asha pulls the thread through.

Rhian starts humming.

It's a low tune, a soft lullaby that Asha recognises as one of Rhian's self-soothing techniques from when they first joined. It seems to be working wonders on Morgan too, their eyes drifting shut. After a couple of verses they join in hesitantly, the humming replacing their sounds of pain. Their breaths are still hitching, their face is white, but they're a little better.

Asha smiles slightly to herself as she stitches up the wound. They're perfect for each other. Rhian's doing much better with someone to care for, and Morgan's recovery is going better than Asha could ever have predicted.

"Alright, I'm all done with the stitching. This'll probably scar but at least it has a better chance of healing now." Morgan snaps their eyes open and watches intently as Asha wraps a bandage over the top of the stitches. "That should keep it clean and stop you catching the stitches on stuff."

"Thank you, sir. Asha."

"No problem. You were very brave. Would you like a fruit pastille?"

Morgan's eyes light up and they nod. Asha grins. Rhian was right, they really do have a sweet tooth. She holds out the jar. "Here. Take a couple."

"Thank you."

Once Morgan's chewing on a sweet, Asha says carefully, "How are you both? You look exhausted."

Morgan glances back at Rhian, who nods, squeezing their hand. "This weapon malfunctioned last night. It, I, I had a nightmare. And it disturbed Rhian and it is so sorry."

"I told you, it's fine, sweetheart," murmurs Rhian, before turning to Asha. "It was worse than they've had in over a week. We barely slept at all."

"Hey. You'll get better, Morgan. Maybe not all the way, but recovery's never linear. Rhian can tell you that."

Rhian nods. "Definitely."

"If you're okay on your own for a moment, I need to speak to Rhian quickly."

Morgan nods, and Rhian slides out from under them, following Asha across the room. Her voice is hushed.

"What is it?"

"It wasn't just Morgan's nightmare last night, was it? You look too distressed for that."

Rhian sighs and shakes their head, raking their hand through their hair. "I had a nightmare too, but that's normal. Nothing unusual about it. Been having them for years. But Morgan… they said that they didn't understand why we wanted a malfunctioning weapon. They asked why we hadn't decommissioned them yet. I mean, what do I say to that?"

Asha feels queasy. Morgan's barely grown and already they're expecting to die for being emotional and hurt.

"Reassure them we care, for as long as they need. And hopefully they'll understand our intentions eventually."

"Right. Hopefully. And maybe they'll consider themself a person eventually, too. Is that all you wanted to ask about?"

"Yeah. We can go back over now. I have their present with me too."

Rhian grins. "You finished it!"

"Of course I did."

They head back over, Rhian pulling Morgan gently against her under the window as Asha packs away her equipment. She can just hear Rhian whispering soothingly to Morgan, very obviously trying to contain her excitement. Asha pulls a lumpy package wrapped in scrap paper and string out of her bag, and hands it to Morgan. They frown down at it.

"It's a present for you. I meant to finish it a while ago but I got ill and then I was busy, but here you are."

Morgan blinks. "For me?"

"Yeah. Nothing bad, I promise. Go ahead and open it."

Morgan examines it for a full minute, Rhian almost bouncing behind them, before pulling at one end of the string, undoing the bow. The paper falls with the string, revealing a toy owl made out of scraps of fabric. It's not amazing, the wings are uneven and so are the button eyes, and the fabric's a bit of a mish-mash of anything she and Rhian could find regardless of the colour or texture, but Morgan picks it up delicately, like it's a treasure. They look a little bewildered.

"Morgan? What's wrong?"

They swallow, looking up at her. "What's the purpose of this gift? If it should be obvious this weapon apologises, but it does not understand."

"It's just a present, sweetheart," says Rhian. "It doesn't have a purpose. Though I guess if you need one, we can say it's to help you recover. You can cuddle it and it'll hopefully make you feel better. And the different textures are a great sensory thing. I have a similar one, you've seen it."

"It is only a weapon, it is not worthy of such a present. But it is very grateful."

Asha smiles, noticing that Morgan's already clutching the owl close to their chest. "Do you want to name it?"

"Archimedes," they say after a pause. "If that's acceptable."

"Archimedes," repeats Rhian thoughtfully. "Good name."

As Morgan sinks further into Rhian, eyes full of badly-hidden relief, Asha wonders if they ever watched The Sword in the Stone before they were brainwashed by the government. Maybe it was their favourite film. Maybe it was a sibling's favourite. Did they watch it over and over again? Did they learn the songs, did they annoy their family with them? Did they get annoyed by them?

Asha doesn't know. None of them do.

Until now, it hadn't occurred to her just how much they don't know about the newest member of their family. They don't know how old Morgan was when they were taken, where they lived, who they loved and were loved by in return (because surely, surely someone cared). They don't even know what their name was. Blue's working on hacking the retrieved memory card that may well have helped Morgan escape, but until then…

Just who do they have in their care?

#whump #whump writing #self dehumanisation #stitches #medical whump #non con drugging #← past #← implied #living weapon whump #living weapon #whumpee and caretaker #multiple caretakers #conditioned whumpee #conditioning #febuwhump2023 #febuwhumpday5 #md 264n #morgan the weapon #rhian the fighter #asha the medic

[mint-berry-crunch]

HENRIETTA:3333

OOH was not expecting this one, but still, I love it!

Alright, so, Henrietta, in my opinion, was always somewhat into the goth subculture. Even as a little kid, she was never scared of the monsters that might be under her bed, and she preferred Uncle Scar over Simba or Mufasa, The Evil Queen over Snow White, etc. In fact, one year, she went as Maleficent for Halloween. Because these unusual interests of hers, her parents were worried. The first place their minds went was that she had some sort of mental illness because she wasn't "girly." (As nice as her parents are, they're not too smart.)

They got her tested, but the things they tested her for all came back negative. They made sure to test her empathy levels just in case, and, although they were just a tad lower than the average child her age, the doctor assured her parents that they were not abnormally low, and that other than that and liking "strange" things, she was a typical 4 year old girl.

She first tried on black lipstick in 3rd grade, and she instantly loved it. Over time, however, she transitioned it to a dark purple lipstick instead.

I think she's probably a demi-girl, Voidpunk and uses it/she/they pronouns. They're also omni. When it came out to it's parents, her dad brushed it off, saying it was "too young to know." Her mom, however, panicked and took away her phone, thinking that the internet "made her that way." Little did its mom know, however, it had a secret phone and just pretended to be pissed about not having one.

Her favorite author is Edgar Allen Poe. Obviously. She used to LOVE H.P. Lovecraft's books, but when she found out about all the... questionable... things he did, she was heartbroken and angry. She went cold turkey on all his books and to this day refuses to acknowledge that she ever liked his stuff.

Let's see, what else... I think she had anger issues, as evidenced by her explosive reactions to things that would make most people angry, yes, but not to the extent she gets.

She despises that her last name is fucking "Biggle," and the only people who know are Michael, Pete, and Firkle.

As of the canon timeframe, she's only got her ears pierced, but she definitely wants more piercings and tattoos in the future.

She GETS her piercings and tattoos in the future! She gets more ear piercings, a nose rings, and several tattoos, including a yin and yang, a skull covered in moss, and dolphins, as they're her favorite animal.

(Link warning!)

I couldn't find a clip of just my favorite moment of her, and idk how to edit it on computer, so I'll just say it. When Henrietta's mom walks into her room, she tells her to shut of and calls her a "conformist bag of demon jizz," which, has GOT to be my favorite insult I have literally ever heard /srs

Overall, I think Henrietta is a really interesting character, and should definitely be explored further! She's not as 2-dimensional as she seems and actually have a lot of depth! I really hope they do more with her in the future, as she's probably in my top 15 favorite characters! Thank you sm for the ask, as I really got to get all my love for my little blorbo out!

#south park #sp hcs #south park headcanons #south park hcs #henrietta biggle #henrietta south park

[zaenaris]

Chapter 263: there’s so much to unpack

Oh boy.

So from that one extra in Weekly Shonen Magazine from Wakui, we already knew that Makoto (Papa Sano) died in an accident and that Sakurako (Mama Sano) died from an illness. We didn’t know when tho. I always wondered if it would have been just lore or if it would have been included in the story.

First of all, Makoto confirmed cheater. 

I gave him the benefit of doubt since we didn’t really know when Sakurako died, but now it’s confirmed he died when Mikey was 3 and that poor woman died after him and she probably helped raising Emma and cared about her even if she wasn’t her daughter, given how heartbroken Emma looked was when Sakurako died. It’s true she probably didn’t have much choice since Granpa Sano decided to take Emma in (it’s not clear when Sakurako fell ill, if Makoto and Sakurako used to live with Shin and Manjiro in their own house and then they moved to Granpa’s after Makoto’s death/when Sakurako fell ill) but given Emma’s reaction and the few moments we see her, she seems a quite nice person, she would have understood it was not Emma’s fault

Maybe when Makoto died (and in the following years), Mikey was too young at the time to understand his father’s actions but, holy shit, Shinichiro was not. I wonder if we will ever see something on Shinichiro’s POV because it was fucked up. I wonder what he thought about his father.

And at any rate, maybe not immediately, but at some point Mikey must have realized what Makoto did. Wonder if in the next chapters/flashback we will learn more because, while Sakurako knew what Makoto did (maybe she learnt about it only when Emma was brought to Granpa Sano’s house when she was 4 and Makoto was already dead, but still, she knew), she never spoke ill of Makoto.

Sure, she was quite cryptical but she always talked about him

Maybe she was still genuinely in love with him, never got a closure and trying to process everything herself, while trying to preserve some sort of good/neutral image of Makoto to Mikey, until he would have been old enough to make his own idea about his father? Idk, but it’s interesting, especially since Manjiro says “Then I’ll be like daddy too!” (Idk lil dude, it doesn’t sound the best of the ideas to me)

Mikey develops this idea the crying is for weak people, that he hates weak people and since he is strong he must not cry, he has to be strong to protect his mom (and later everyone else)

which is perfectly normal for a child wanting his mom to get better and to protect her, but, as we have seen many times in the manga, being physically strong won’t save you from pain and loss. Probably he felt he failed in saving his mom.

We saw Mikey crying in the story, but he always try to be strong and hide his sadness

When Mikey scars Haruchiyo, Sakurako was probably dead already, and all these feelings Mikey had and couldn’t process, only worsened. 

It’s interesting tho that Sanzu and Baji where still with Mikey after what he did to Haru - it’s implied some time passed, since Haru’s hair is longer (and Sanzu already was already on cloud nine watching Mikey beating the shit out of everyone. I guess the moment that changed Sanzu definitely was when he got scarred). Anyway, I still need Sanzu’s pov on this shit and what happened immediately after that because sure as hell Shin and Takeomi must have been terrified to see Mikey like that, Haru covered in blood and laughing and Senju in tears.

We know that in this period of time, Mikey was particularly vicious and that he calmed down only when he met Draken, which happen at the end of the chapter. Guess we will see his meeting with Draken from Mikey’s POV and we will see how this event changed him and his ideas.

The both look like lost puppies, how can they be so precious😭

#tokyo revengers #manjiro sano #sano makoto #sano sakurako #draken #sano shinichiro #emma sano #baji keisuke #sanzu haruchiyo #zae talks about tr #zaenaris #tokyorev meta

[iamthunderhearmehowl]

BG3 Headcannons: Halsin's Daughter PT3 (Love Interests)

Hey hi, I'm back again for my nightly post! I dunno man, there's just something so therapeutic about writing out my ideas and stories and sharing them ❤️

✨️ Original post and related posts can be found here

So please note; all love interests are adults. I know some of these characters in the game are kids right now - this is like 10 years (ish. add more years if you like) after the events of BG3.

ALSO: I dont have a name for her yet - so imma just call her HD for right now. I would appreciate any suggestions for names.

Mol:

Mol and Halsin's daughter would be the most chaotic power couple ever.

Double trouble and extremely mischeivious

Would probably accidently set the city on fire

Mol would be like "Oops. Well shit, thats my que to go" while running and dragging HD along

HD would probably be hysterically crying and exclaiming that she didn't think knocking over one small candle would set the whole city ablaze

10/10 would do a horribly planned bank heist; HD is definitely one to steal from the rich/evil and give to the poor. Also - she just can't help that she does like nice things.

Again: she's sweet but is definitely an asshole if you're deserving of it; don't be a dick and don't get on her bad side

They would be a couple that would like witty banter and insults - it's VERY flirtatious tho

Arabella:

The sweet book nerd couple

They would love to cuddle up next to the fireplace together and read

Arrabella would definitely be the more responsible one in the relationship

Likes to kiss each other's noses

Love language is giving each other small thoughtful gifts

They leave each other little love notes in their bags

Mol + Arabella (the polycule):

The balanced power team

They keep each other in check and out of trouble

Arabella is 100% the mom of the group; always prepared, always shooting down HD and Mol's dumb implusive plans

Mol is the captain of the dumb plans; HD follows

HD is the glue that binds them together

Cuddle piles <3

Every night is the best girl's night; it's like having a sleep over all the time

HD shows them love via making the best meals for them; always making sure that they have snacks in their bags

Example of convos:

A: DID YOU SET THE BANK ON FIRE?!

M: I mean. . .it's a little crispy but they'll be okay.

A: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN

M: Well. I thought throwing down grease would slow down the guards and klutz over there knocked over a candle

HD: It was an accident I swear! 😭

M: Dude you slipped in the grease and then grabbed onto the candle stand to try to save yourself; fell anways and kept slipping multiple times

Dammon: (Okay this is probably my favorite one. )

Met him when she went to Last Light Inn; he was there for his monthly visit to sell his wares

She was looking for a quiet place to hide and clean some of her cuts; not wanting to make her father worry about her losing control in wild shape. She's crying and freaking out a little bit - she just brutally tore apart a deer. It didn't need to die that way. She has no idea what came over her

Dammon had just come back from grabbing food in the Inn - when he could hear cryng in one of the animal stalls.

He finds here there, surprised. He nose and her cheeks are red from crying, tears are still welling up in her doe eyes. He notices she's covered in blood AND scars from her life in the underdark.

He grabs a warm damp rag and gently wipes her tears and the blood on her face. She begs him not to tell Halsin . He doesn't.

He grabs a blanket and wraps it around her. He sits next to her and tells her he's there to listen if she wants to talk

Normally she wouldn't speak of her problems to strangers, but something about Dammon's gentle tone and facial expression makes her spill her heart

From then on out; she makes sure to bring him his meals to his little forge; he works so hard that sometimes he forgets to eat

They get really close and their first kiss was very tender and sweet.

She playfully grabs one of his tools; he tells her to give it back but she giggles and runs behind his work table. He chases her around the table and catches her by the waist and places her on the table. (In my head, she's actually really small and petite, but her wildshapes are monsterous)

He hesitates a little bit but everything about her is just so damn cute. Not to mention she is absolutely beautiful. Her skin is perfect, a pale blue that makes her cheeks look bright and rosy when she blushes. She's batting her long eyelashes and looking at him with her doe eyes - the color of caramel. Her silver hair is half up but small pieces are perfectly framing her face.

Dammon swears she could be a drow princess. She's perfection.

He goes for it; even though he may get a threat or two from Halsin

How does Halsin feel about her and her possible love interests:

I aint gonna lie the man is probably super over protective of her

She may be an adult (an old lady even) in human years; but is essentially still considered a young and naive child to elves.

He more than likely is this protective because he feels like he's failed her; He wasn't there for most of her life and because of that she was subjected to the worst tortues and abuse

His blood boils when he thinks about her mother selling HD's body for political gain and favors

If they were ever out and about and someone was eyeing her or getting a little too flirtatious, they would recieve a death glare from him

He refuses to let anyone ever take advantage of her again

Okkkaaay. That's all I have for tonight! I hope you guys enjoyed this! Feel free to add other possible love interests to this <3 I love interacting with ya'll!

Also again: please send name suggestions otherwise she may just be called HD lmaaaoo

#bg3 #halsin #bg3 halsin #baulders gate 3 #bg3 dammon #bg3 half drow #bg3 mol #bg3 arabella #bg3 headcanons #bg3-headcannons #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 fanfic idea #bg3 roleplay #bg3 rp #baulders gate rp #baulders gate tav #mol #arabella #dammon

[darkcrowprincess]

Goldenlight week 2023: 💜💛 Bonus any au: Manny meets Hunter.

Manny Noceda was a huge nerd. Probably why he became a conservator for historical artifacts. With his love of star trek, history, and the supernatural. It's also why he loved moving his family for Gravesfield Connecticut(other than for their hospitals great and successful treatments thank god). 'This town was just filled with so much hidden history' Manny thought as he looked through documents about the two oldest families in Gravesfield. The Wittebanes and Clawthornes.

"C'mon Hunter! I want to show you upstairs!"Giggles his daughters voice. He sees a flash of his daughter and a pale blonde white boy dash past his door. Both of them holding hands.

Actually there was one thing he didn't like about Gravesfield.

"Luz! Come in here for a moment please." Manny watches the door to his office, he hears whispering, a familiar one and unknown male voice. Even from in his office the boy sounds nervous(good). Luz finally tiptoes into the room. Big brown eyes looking bashful and bambi like. But Manny has rasied the owner of said eyes. He's ammuned to them(most of the time).

Manny takes of his glasses and stares at his daughter, "Mija, who is that with you?"

Luz has her hands behind her back, runs her sock foot across the carpet nervously. Finally she looks in the eyes. "His name is Hunter Papá, he just moved across the street. He's my new friend."

Manny remembers now, a Uncle and his nephew. "I'd like to meet him."

Luz pouts at this, but agrees. "Ok but you have to promise to be nice, Hunter's kind of shy." There's an offended squawk by the door they both ignore.

"I'm always nice," Manny smiles with humor. Luz frowns, dead serious now. "I mean it Papá. Hunter's really important to me."

Manny sits up at his daughter tone, than sighs. "All right, bring him in. Let's meet this Hunter." Luz smiles and turns to the door. Hunter is already in the door way. Walking up cautiously to Manny's desk. Fully looking at him now. He's tall, not as tall as him, but definitely taller than Luz. Like a weed. Pale white and covered in scars. The scars give him pause. Fatherly worry, but listens to Luz about his being shy. The one thing that makes him smile though is the star trek shirt the kid is wearing. 'At least the boy has taste', thinks Manny. What really makes him stare is the eyes. A golden brown just like Luz.

The boy holds out him hand,"My names Hunter, Hunter Wittebane." The last name makes him pause, and desperately curious. But he gives the boy his hand to shake. He can feel scars on the palm of his hand too. But his hand is firm strong. Manny fully smiles at Hunter. "Hello Hunter, I'm Manny Noceda, Luz father."

Hunter smiles at this, a gap tooth smile"Luz talks about you a lot. She says you work with my Uncle at the museum. It's very nice to finally meet you."

'Boy has manners at least', Manny relaxes a bit. "It's nice to meet you too."

From behind them Luz watches on, for some reason crying. Happy that they could finally meet. That's when Luz wakes up.

**********

Luz wakes up from the sweet dream with tears in her eyes, but a wobbly smile on her face. She's laying on Hunter's chest. The both of them naked under the blankets. Luz is 18, Hunter is 20. He has one arm wrapped around her, the other running his fingers down her spine. He starts in worry, as he feels the tears hit his chest and hear her sniffling.

"Hey, what's wrong Luz?" Hunter asks distressed by her tears. He turns them on their side bringing her face closer to his.

"Nothing, I just had a really nice dream. A dream about you meeting someone really important to me." Luz smiles at Hunter through her tears. Than she hug him like her life depends on it. She hides her tear stained face into his neck. More tears drip down.

"Than why are you crying?"

"Because I wish you could have really met him. He would have liked you." Luz wetly gasps out.

Hunter runs fingers through her hair, kissing her curles in comfort.

"I would have liked to have met him too. He must have been really important."

#the owl house #lunter #goldenlight #luz x hunter #goldenluz #goldenlight week 2023 #my writing #yes I'm a lunter shipper #huntceda #manny noceda

[ashintheairlikesnow]

For the five sentences! Jameson and Taron au

"I think you should name the goat, if you're not scared."

@for-the-love-of-angst and I have an Au where my OC Jameson stumbles into their OC Taron's restaurant and they strike up a sometimes tentative but enduring friendship.

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"I think... you should name the goat. If you're not scared."

The stray scowls at him, eyebrows drawn like thunderclouds, scars like lightning strikes pulling at the corner of one side of his mouth. His hair's a wild spiky patchy mess in the wind. "I'm not fucking scared of the goat."

His voice might say that, but the way he hunches further into the sweater he definitely took from Taron's office at the restaurant says otherwise. Taron has to work to keep from smiling.

"Yeah, yeah. So. You want to name her? Zizi's got this idea of raising baby goats next year."

The stray brightens a little, although he immediately tries to drop back into his scowl when he realizes Taron is looking. "Baby goats?"

"Yeah, baby goats. They're called kids." He pauses. Zizi would add like you, and the stray would act mad but actually eat it up. If Taron says it, he'll turn the same color as a ripe tomato, mumble something, and then not talk again until the next day.

Taron isn't blind.

He just likes to not see things sometimes, is all.

Zizi clocked the sweater was Taron's - probably one she bought him actually - as soon as they got out of the truck yesterday. All she did was give Taron a raised eyebrow and wry smile when the kid wasn't looking. Good. If anyone points it out, even just as a joking thing, he'll vanish again.

Jameson has stuck around for two months now, put on some weight even. Grown his hair out. Spends less time trying not to be noticed and more time asking questions. Sleeps at the farm three or four nights a week, helps Zizi with everything she'll let him help with. Helps Taron at the restaurant.

Stray doesn't sleep, though.

Or, well, he does fall asleep, but... He has nightmares and walks around at night to settle jangling nerves. Taron's usually up anyway.

Same reason, even.

Sometimes they watch old movies together until whatever haunts the kid's head backs off enough for him to try and sleep again. Sometimes he just falls asleep right there, and Taron covers him with a blanket and lets him rest wherever he finds it.

He looks better. He feels better.

Maybe... maybe Taron can save this one. This time. He tries not to think about that too much. But sometimes - like now, scowling and acting more pissed off than he is - it's hard not to think how alike they can be.

"Kids, huh." Jameson looks over at the new goat. She bleats, but keeps her distance. However nice the kid is, he is not a natural with the animals. And, whether he admits it or not, he's scared of dogs. A smile brightens the stray's expression. "How about... Bogart?"

Whatever face Taron must make in response, that moment of open cheer instantly fades and the angry look comes right back in its place.

"Never mind. Stupid fucking name for a goat. You should name it. I'm fucking shit at ideas, we're not meant to have brains. You do it."

Might be the thing he likes least about the kid - how he shuts down when he thinks someone is judging him, usually calls himself some version of stupid or a slut, and then dares you to argue with him about it. Taron has been fielding this for a while, though. He's got it figured, what to do next..

"What made you think Bogart?"

Simple question, simply worded. No judgement. No false enthusiasm either. Just a question.

Jameson scrapes a circle in the ground with the toe of his shoe. "Cause of the movie the other night."

"Which one?" Could be any of a dozen, actually. Both of them have had a hard week when it comes to sleep.

"Casablanca. Here's looking at you, kid. Kid, goats... Humphrey Bogart... Like I said. Stupid name."

"It's not. Lot of name for a little goat, though. What about... Elsie? The woman in Casablanca is Ilsa. You and I will still know it's from that, right?"

Jameson blushes right to the roots of his hair. Taron wishes he had his phone to take a picture to show Zizi. Not that she doesn't see it all the time - she's an expert at getting the stray to turn this color without actually making him run away. "... Right. Yeah. Elsie is... good."

"Good. Want to ride along to the store with me today? Need to buy a few things for Elsie here to settle in."

As always, the stray brightens all over again. Taron's heart aches, just seeing it. If only this had been something he could have done, creating a safe place to land, when-

He won't think about that.

He just heads for the truck and the stray falls in behind.

#jameson au #taron and jameson au #i love taron #whump #whump oc #traumatized whumpees #insomnia reference #ptsd reference

[dragonflight203]

Mass Effect 2 replay, recruiting Samara

-Samara is up first for that sweet, sweet biotic damage. And even more pertinently, the improved biotic cooldown it will unlock.

-I’ve always liked Detective Anaya. She seems like a good cop, and has a very dry sense of humor.

Anaya: Nice guns – try not to use them in my district.

-Asari seem to know more about humanity than Shepard does about Asari. Officer Dara knows humans religions are fractured, Anaya compares justicars to warrior monks, etc.

While this could be creditted to the asari lifespan, this is true for Shepard and aliens in general. They always know more about humanity than they do about their species.

While this is so the player can learn about the other species, it makes Shepard come off as ignorant and disinterested in anything that doesn’t impact them.

-There are multiple references to Illium not being in asari space. First Detective Anaya, then Samara. Guess the game wanted to hammer home how unusual it is for a justicar to travel outside of it.

Personally, I would have loved a mission to an asari world. What are they like?

-The stolen goods sidequest is so very ME2. All you have to do is examine the blatantly placed console and upload the data.

ME1 would have given you options. What if you used it to take the goods yourself and sell them? Or blackmail the asari on Illium who stole them?

Just… It’s very clear that ME2 leaned heavily into the corridor shooter aspect. I miss the RPG elements. I’m not here for the shooting.

-Samara’s outfit is not as bad as Miranda’s or Jack’s, but it’s bad. ME2, why?

She constantly on the verge of getting into a fight, but she doesn’t cover her chest completely? She wears heels​? There’s no excuse for this. They could easily have closed her shirt and given her fancy flat boots to make her look badass and pretty.

-Speaking of heels, she’s about the same height as Anaya. This is probably for the convenience of using the same base asari model, but it means Samara’s short.

-The Eclipse mercenary group is repeatedly referred to as “Eclipse Sisters”. I think this mission is the only time that term is used.

I’d consider it local slang, but Samara also uses it and surely she’s run into the Eclipse before.

-Back to Pitne For. Where are his guards? He’s terrified a hit’s been taken out on him, so he wondered away from the turians that tower over him and can easily shield him from snipers with their bodies?

-Speaking of, guns most be particularly terrifying for volus. If their suit tears, they’re dead. They can’t make a possible recovery like a quarian can.

-How the hell is minagen x3 illegal on Illium?

There’s a drug that causes permanent neural scarring that’s legal if you sign off on a contract, but minagen x3 is illegal?

Yes, it will kill you if you overdose on it. So will most drugs. What’s so special about it that makes it illegal? Did someone fail to bribe the right person?

-Eldora does seem genuinely frightened when you hear her through the door. Quite the contrast to the Eclipse mercenary that defied Samara to the end earlier in the mission.

Does she genuinely regret signing up with the Eclipse?

Going by the recording found later, she sure seemed to enjoy killing Dakni Kur. She doesn’t have as much fun fighting people that can fight back.

She’s definitely a bad person, but I give it 50/50 that the leaves Eclipse if Anaya doesn’t catch her.

-Eldora claims she didn’t think the arda-yakshi was real. Yet both the cafe owner in the Zakera Ward and the Patriarch on Omga reference them.

Hmm. I suppose they could be considered an urban legend. So even if people hear about them, they think they’re just a story.

-Eldora is extremely fake when she claims to not know the ship that smuggled the ardat-yakshi offworld. Wish there was an option to push her on it.

-If minagen x3 is so dangerous and the Eclipse are so pissed at Pitne For for selling it to them, then why is it everywhere? Why the hell didn’t they toss it in a store room until it could be properly disposed of?

-That gunship just randomly comes out of nowhere. Some dialogue to contextualize it would have been nice.

-Also, that’s easiest fight I’ve had with it. I’m wondering if my game bugged; no minions attacked me while I fought it.

-Why did the asari drug Niftu Cal? For shits and giggles? If so, why then leave him to wander around the base unsupervised?

-Also, how did they drug him? You can’t stick a needle through his suit or he’ll explode. I suppose he has intake valves somewhere that they stuck the drug in.

-Of course Miranda’s only concern about him fighting the mercenaries is that he would get underfoot.

-Even if you go neutral when speaking to him, you need to use a paragon interrupt to save him. Bioware really wanted you to see the scene where he attacks Wasea.

-Wasea is one of the best asari so far. She has very little screentime but is convincingly tough without coming off as a try hard. Wish we saw more of her.

-Shepard, when speaking to Samara after fighting Wasea: I’m running a military operation.

I wish. No, you’re running a terrorist operation. There aren’t any standards beyond get the mission done.

-Samara: I admit, I am looking forward to serving with a company of honorable heroes.

She must be so disappointed when she realizes Cerberus is backing this mission.

Yes, I'm aware Samara forms her own opinions and does not rely on the word of others. I'm sure her heart still sunk a bit.

-If you’re an ass to Anaya about presenting the evidence against Eldora, her dialogue notably changes for the rest of the conversation.

I wish that happened more often depending on paragon/neutral/renegade dialogue choices.

Normandy

-Toombs is coping with his trauma by leading a mercenary band and killing all Cerberus teams he runs into.

Good for him. Wish I could join.

-Ah, Kaidan. Your feelings are understandable.

I can see why this is taken as a break up letter by some, but based on the ending it reads to me like Kaidan wants to stay together but feels he can’t come with Shepard while they’re with Cerberus.

If it helps, Kaidan, I agree that it’s shitty writing that I’m here.

-Why does Jack’s loyalty mission trigger before Mordin?

It’s odd since Miranda’s and Jacob’s trigger first. Since they’re your first teammates, it’s logical to assume loyalty missions would trigger in recruitment order.

And even if they’re preset, nearly everyone will recruit Mordin first since he’s required to research upgrades.

So why does Jack’s loyalty mission trigger third?

-It’s a little sad how hungry Samara is for companionship. This comes up during her recruitment, but it’s even more clear in this first conversation with Shepard. She wants someone to talk too.

-Samara says Jacob will either become a great man or be destroyed.

Gonna disagree there. I’d put him as mediocre. I don’t dislike Jacob, but nothing he does stands out either.

If he doesn’t cheat on Shepard, I’d call him reliable by the time he’s defending the scientists that abandoned Cerberus in ME3. But not great.

-Not surprising Samara respects Miranda for keeping her burdens to herself. Samara’s doing the same with her hunt of Morinth.

And ironically they both turn to Shepard for help. Are you sure burdens should be carried alone, Samara?

-I respect Samara’s dedication to the code, but I can’t agree with it. There’s too much grey in the world.

And this is why Samara doesn’t get close to kill people; at any time she may need to kill them.

I suppose that’s why she’s so happy to travel with Shepard – since she’s worn to Shepard, she doesn’t have to worry about killing them or their companions. Her code won’t permit her. For now, at least.

-Gotta disagree with you about the ardat-yakshi you’re chasing not impacting the mission, Samara. If you don’t catch her you’ll be distracted and not as capable when we finally go after the Collectors.

-It’s not surprising that Jack remembers her escape as everyone attacking her. That’s probably how it felt. She was so desperate to get out she wasn’t registering events properly, and nothing that happened later would reframe her mentality as her life being her vs. everyone else.

-Jack’s life is just one giant tragedy. Of course her shuttle would be picked up by a frigate full of people that took advantage of her. Good things aren’t allowed to happen to Jack.

-It sure is convenient the base that experimented on Jack was shut down after she escaped. If it was still active and she wanted to blow it up, we might actually have to have a talk with TIM about how his organization is run and what he’s culpable for.

#mass effect #mass effect 2 #mass effect 2 replay

[cantsomeoneelsedoit]

Ch 29: Under

looking like they just won a game show. Enjoy that Corolla, kids!!

Latla whistles for an orca that comes to save her and Rip with its ginormous tongue (another event Chikara will be describing to his therapist someday). We see down it's throat to assure us that, yes, this is a living biological whale and not a secret base disguised as a whale. Very likely to be an UMA, especially since it has too many eyes. I'll bet Latla really hates how it smells inside the mouth.

She tells Fuuko to save her questions for Rip, who definitely isn't gonna die from the hole Andy put straight through his heart, which raises some questions.

And then Fuuko finally says what we've all been wanting to say:

Right? Her hair is a really cute detail. Obviously, the meta reason is that it covers her up, but it also expands the range of her ability.

Plus, it's probably hard to find a way to cut it. Lasers? Chewing it off?

Andy says that his regeneration is coming back, so Rip's ability must have been deactivated. He didn't say Rip is dead though, and Latla said he won't die, either. What's up with that?

Andy reviews how the team worked together and allowed him to take out Rip with his Crimson Bullet. The team decides to keep Chikara's existence a secret from the Union (which I'm really surprised Tatiana agreed to??) and he can decide if he wants to join after a week of normal life.

The week passes instantly, and we see Andy and Fuuko waiting outside of Chikara's school.

I need to get this off my chest. Chikara's friend has big crazy eye vibes. Is this child OK? Too much caffeine? Extra neurotypical? Supposed to be American? Possible UMA This might be a me problem.

Or maybe this kid has Unmove too, bc looking at him chills me to my very soul. Aright, enough about the kid (for now). I'm watching him, though.

And chibi Rip shows up! He still has on the Blade Runner artifact, and he doesn't even have a scar from where Andy shot him.

Rip's got his hands in his pockets and is hardly even looking at them while he talks. He even starts to say that he'd come bearing gifts! It's like he has no idea why they might still be mad at him, and he let all his defenses down.

But both Fuuko and Andy let him know right away that the fight's not over.

Just standing outside the school, punching children.

Rip is so unlike the other characters we've met.

"You're mad at me for stabbing the girl, right?" <- Yes, duh. It almost sounds like he's talking himself through it. "Why are they mad at me? Oh maybe this reason..."

Did he not expect them to be mad? Well, no, not really, because he's not mad, so in his mind, they shouldn't be either.

Next, he minimizes the fact that Fuuko could've died. Saying "my bad" is for when you accidentally stepped on someone's shoe, not when you attacked them and their friends.

Next, he removes himself further from responsibility by blaming Fuuko for jumping in front of Chikara. It's still his knife that he threw! And besides, if she hadn't stepped in and the knife had killed Chikara, would he still not understand why they're mad at him?

But Andy has him by the collar right now, and as far as we know, Rip is unarmed. He has no idea what they'll do next. He tries to smooth things over by apologizing to Fuuko. "How's the wound? All right, I hope?"

The apology catches Fuuko off guard: "Huh? Uh, yeah. Mr. Ni- Err... I mean, a nice doctor patched me up."

"Ah, Gotcha! Good to hear! Sorry about that!" What?? Is it really so easy for Rip to just flipflop friends and enemies all the time like that?

And since he feels that he's smoothed everything over with Fuuko, Rip continues explaining why he's come.

I think this is the 4th artifact we've seen: Apocalypse, Nyoi Kinko Staff, Blade Runner, and this gun, which causes terrible visions the first time it's held.

Rip says that the image is of God. If that's true, then this is a damn terrifying God. There's also these fire beings doing most of the work while God just looms there.

But there's more! Rip says that the goal of his group is to rule the world in the years prior to the end of the world. Very Mad Max of him.

Then he adds something cryptic:

He finally gives a name to the Negator Hunters: UNDER

I'm a little concerned about putting Rip in charge of deciding what's fair...

He again offers Fuuko and Andy spots in Under, but they decline. He leaves, and poor Chikara walks up in time to hear the end of their conversation.

Masterpost

#overreading undead unluck #undead unluck #undead unluck spoilers

[kon-konk]

Hand headcanons for team Melancholy?

Oh boy, hands! My favorite! (I wrote these down while at work the other day, and have had them tucked away for the past few days.)

Overall, I think Tsubaki would be very big on making sure his subclasses take care of themselves, so he recommends ways to better do so, but won't force them if they don't want to do it (unless it falls into the unhygienic category).

Tsubaki - More or less average sized hands, leaning towards the small end of average. But they're so perfectly smooth and delicate you'd think they were made from porcelain and painted to look like flesh. I hc he has quite strong hands, it just doesn't look like it. His hands feel so delicate that you'd be afraid you're going to break them if you squeeze too hard. They're smooth enough that you'd have to double check that he did, in fact, have fingerprints and it wasn't all just freakishly smooth skin. And they're so soft. Like, his hands feel like you're touching very large flower petals. Uses moisturizer, but his hands are just naturally like that even when he doesn't. Very nicely manicured nails. Also, I feel like his hands are cool to the touch. Not freezing cold, but noticeably cool.

Sakuya - The large end of average size. Long fingers with lightly defined veins. His hands look like they'd be soft, but they're actually rougher than they look. Probably uses moisturizer, but only when he sees someone else using it. Takes care of his nails, but not to the level Tsubaki, Shamrock, or Otogiri do. I hc he has very warm hands. Not like sweaty warm, but like he's just taken them out of his pockets kind of warm.

Otogiri - Tiny, cute little hands. I think her hands would be very strong, and very dexterous. Her hands are rougher than you'd think they'd be, but not quite over the line from soft to rough, and they're covered in the thinnest scars from times her strings have dug into her hands. You can see the larger veins in her hands, but they're not defined. I also think she'd have naturally blushed knuckles. Absolutely beautiful hands. Very well manicured nails. For sure moisturizes. Very neutral temperature hands. Like they're not noticeably warm or cool. BUT they do warm up very fast if she's holding something warm/hot.

Higan - Very large, very rough hands, with very nicely defined veins. Definitely artist's hands. Covered in various scars from art-related incidents, and callouses from paintbrushes and pencils. Does not moisturize. Basically just cuts his nails and goes. Also usually has a smudge of some art product on them. Another with neutral temperature hands.

Shamrock - Man has fucking beautiful hands. Like everything about this dude's hands are damn near perfect. On the larger size, and probably with some notable faded scars from his time in C3. Nicely defined veins. The perfect line between rough and soft. A third with beautifully taken care of nails. I can guarantee you that for the longest time he moisturizes only when he sees Tsubaki do so (which is fairly often), but always carries moisturizer with him (it's the same kind Tsubaki uses just in case Tsubaki forgets his). He's gotten better about this over time, and now carries both a moisturizer he likes and the kind Tsubaki uses. Hands are relatively warm (warmer than Sakuya's, but not by much).

Berukia - Absolutely middle of the road average sized. Very pretty veins, but not much definition except between his knuckles, where they're very defined. They're just barely over the line from soft to rough, but oh my gods why are they so dry. It's not that he doesn't use moisturizer, his hands just dry out quickly. He leaves his moisturizer in random places because he'll use it and sit it wherever he is at the moment, but never puts it back where he got it from. (I hc that Tsubaki will "randomly" ask Berukia if he's used his moisturizer lately to make sure his hands don't dry out too much.) Tries to keep his nails manicured, but I feel like he doesn't go through that effort very often (maybe once a month or every other month), but keeps his nails cut on a weekly basis. Has the boniest fuckin' knuckles you've ever seen. And for some reason his hands are always freezing cold.

Lilac (this is my son, I don't care that he's taller than me, so he gets included) - Little kid hands. Like, they're the perfect size for his body, the proportions just resemble a small child's. He probably bites his nails pretty badly. Also probably only moisturizes when someone reminds him. His hands never seem to be the temperature you're expecting, though.

#pei answers things #pei rambles about servamp #i'm not kidding about hands being my favorite #can y'all guess which ones I want to hold the hands of? the answer might surprise you. or it might not. #i was at work when i got this and couldn't answer because i needed to get back home to the list

[i-can-even-burn-salad]

Seven Snippets

I was tagged by @verkja a second time, and since it doesn't seem to have any conditions, I'm gonna pick Heal my Wounds :D Funny enough, this one will be done before the first tag, because uhhh... *trails off*

Here are some of my favorite parts.

1)

Unlike Valadan, the other two were carrying weapons—one a short sword, one two axes. When she had asked him about it, he had told her that she’d have to get to know him better if she wanted to see his sword. It was a shame that such a nice ass was attached to such an asshole.

2)

Valadan looked at her right arm, at the spot where her short sleeve ended. The skin was covered in thick scars, reaching down to her hand, across the back of it, and even along her fingers. Three of them didn’t move as she picked up the cork, twisting it between thumb and index finger. “Your arm,” Valadan said tonelessly. “Yeah.” She chugged down the contents of the glass and poured a second one. Valadan wished it had been him in the mountain. 

3)

“Can I touch it?” Valadan couldn’t help himself. He grinned, trying very hard to bite back an extremely inappropriate response. When he didn’t say anything, Josephine looked up, noticing his grin. She huffed. “You’re impossible.” She playfully hit his upper arm, and Valadan’s grin turned a bit strained. There definitely was a bruise there. “I mean, is it solid? It has to be, right?”

4)

There was no future for him here, no way to get out of his predicament. He’d have to leave and find another town where he could actually earn a living; leave before the hunger would leave him too weak to wander, or the nights would get even colder. If he stayed here, he wouldn’t survive the winter. If he left, he wouldn’t survive the loneliness.

5)

Her hand on his cheek made him flinch and open his eyes. “Hey, are you okay? Looks like you fell asleep.” He stared at her, his throat bobbing slightly as he managed to croak a ‘yeah’. Josephine furrowed her brows. Why was he looking at her like… Okay, yeah, perhaps she was way too close, considering that he was very in her bathtub and very naked.

6)

Here, in the dark of the night, he was someone else. Someone completely new. Earnest and calm and gentle, every trace of his arrogance and playfulness gone. He was still holding her hand, but barely. The slightest movement would have made hers slip out. She took care not to move. “Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked quietly.

7)

“Listen. I know you probably have a hard time understanding it, —” The ‘princess’ got stuck in his throat. He couldn’t call her that, not when the topic was serious. “But there really aren’t that many options when you have no money. You can take a private portal, or you can eat for a month or two.” Now Josephine must have noticed the stray speck of oatmeal. It was truly fascinating. He wondered if she saw a cat in it, too.

I lied; I think there was this thing called "7 Snippets, 7 Friends", but I am incredibly bad at tagging a specific amount of people, so I pretend I didn't see it.

I'm gonna tag (if you want to - no pressure :D) @whumpflash @sergeantnarwhalwrites @boldnightmarishreverbs and @starlit-hopes-and-dreams (look, it's almost 7... I mean... at least more than halfway, right? Right.)

#salad-tag