#nonnie owl

[thesilliestofgals]

Watching the Owl House concept pilot and reading the leaked concept bible... WOW, what could've been, huh?

#nonny's nonsense #the owl house #toh #the owl house pilot #toh pilot #Willow being named Paulina kinda made me exhale through my nose ngl #it was very interesting to see that witches could travel between realms with little issue... #I wonder how much that would've changed seasons 2 and 3.... #someone's totally gonna write a fic based off of the concept stuff and HONESTLY?? I'd read it #I also heard the amphibia concept pilot got leaked? allegedly?? #nonny's nonsense in tags

[enchantedchocolatebars]

I have an idea about what you could write about:

Caleb finding his sick, injured and sleep deprived 13 year old brother on his way home back to his home. Philip has ALOT of emotions and thoughts running through his mind.

But only one thing he can get clearly is:

He was enough for Caleb

Not Enough? Not True.

Caleb wore his leather boots along with his heaviest coat as he traversed through the winter weather, crunching under his feet.

A dreadful blizzard had occurred last night, resulting in about a foot of snow covering the ground.

Luckily today, the snowfall was light as flurries wafted in the wind.

The teen was truly grateful to be returning home after a tiring day of work.

He had an eagerness to see Philip and sit with him in front of their warm furnace.

It was something they did annually when the cold season hit.

As Caleb continues to stroll, his brown eyes soon begin to catch sight of someone sitting behind a tree in the distance.

Their knees were hugged close to them as their head was facing down.

Their sorrowful cries could also be heard.

When Caleb got closer and saw that the sobbing person was his little brother, he immediately rushed over to him.

"Philip!" Caleb yelled out in concern as the brunette's head rose up.

He exhibited symptoms of sickness, injury, and lack of sleep.

He was also without a coat on.

Scrambling up, he clung tightly to Caleb, burying his face in the elder's shoulder.

"Oh Caleb," he cried, tears leaking from his eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't enough. I wish I were more sufficient. Please don't leave me," he begged.

Hearing his brother speak in such a dejecting manner was a source of sadness and pain for Caleb.

It broke his heart.

"Oh Pip," he softly began, removing his jacket to place it on Philip.

After that, he began to embrace him, patting his back gently.

"I have no intention of leaving you, and you are always enough for me," he reassured.

Caleb will need to find out why Philip felt this way later, but right now, the most appropriate course of action is to take him home where it is warm.

"Come on." The blonde wrapped a loving arm around his brother as he guided him through the cold.

"I'll ensure that you and your wounds are taken care of once we arrive home, okay?"

Philip nods, walking alongside his older brother.

"Okay."

#(SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG NONNIE 😭 😭 😭) #the owl house #owl house #toh #caleb wittebane #emperor belos #belos #philip wittebane #ask #asks #anon #anonymous #writing #my writing

[randykorn]

wip game: heart

Ooooh I like this one!

A pulse moved through the air, less a sound than a pressure. Doubled and rhythmic, reverberating deep within her chest, drawing her eyes upward. Luz’s eyes caught on a mass of grey flesh suspended within the gearwork behind the throne. No, not suspended - connected. The pulse came again, and Luz watched as the mass contracted and relaxed in a slow but familiar rhythm. For a moment, caught between beats, she felt her perception tilt and distort. This was something that was not meant to be alive. This was something that was not meant to be seen. The dissonance sent her own heart skittering against her ribs. “Woah,” she whispered, involuntarily taking a step back.

#toh #the owl house #luz noceda #thanks nonnie!

[duendedefined]

luz minecraft pls and thank

#acey’s scribblings #limited palette #artists on tumblr #the owl house #luz noceda #a nonny mouse

[paper-lilypie]

Oh neat I just recently started watching rottnmt! Specifically cuz a mutual kept putting it on my dash/lh

Show's dumb in a fantastic way so far, got to ep like 6 or smthn I think on Netflix :]

oh my god. i can’t stress enough how you NEED to keep watching!! :D

#dumb amazing is the BEST way to start a show with underlying character development trauma-piles and ANGST WAVES BABYYY #think The Owl House or Amphibia or Gravity Falls #much more lighthearted in the the beginning compared to later episodes #believe it or not the first few episodes of rottmnt (however silly or filler-y they may seem) actually set things up for later plot points #definitely stick around nonnie it’s SO MUCH FUN HANGING WITH THOSE DUDES #rottmnt #ask lily

[happi-tree]

whats your favorite song?

Ooooooh, that's a tough one, Nonnie! I think I'd have to say Vanilla Twilight by Owl City, though YOU AND I by Dreamcatcher comes really, really close!!!

#one thing to know about me is that i was a BIG owl city girlie in high school and that phase has never truly ended #i'm gonna see him live in september and i'm really excited for it!!! #and then ofc. dreamcatcher is my favorite kpop group so! yeah :]]] #thanks for the ask nonnie!!! #music #i. WAS gonna put spotify links to these but my tumblr keeps giving me 404 messages </3 #if you're curious though look em up on there or youtube! the mv for you and i is particularly gorgeous :D #asks #nonnie

[magic-owl]

3, 4, 5, 23!!

Ask game found here

3. a specific color that gives you the ick?

Hmm. I really have an appreciation for any color of the rainbow, but I'm not a big fan of any color that can remind me of barf/puss/bile/poop, plus anything jarringly neon has to be used in VERY specific circumstances or it can Hurt. Also though beige needs to stop. just in general.

4. mythical creature you think/believe is real?

I mean on the mothman site we all kinda gotta be loyal to mothman, yeah? Also ghosts could definitely be a thing.

5. favorite form of potato?

Oh wow mostly any except for the salad variety or the sweet variety. I love chips and fries and baked potatoes and fried potatoes and really good mashed potatoes and home fries. Just--*insert LOTR "po-tay-toes" gif*--LOVE them

23. do you wear jewelry?

I do! I'm kinda like a magpie in which i really like shiny sparkly stuff and wearing it! I'm always wearing a compass necklace my parents got me when I graduated high school and a cute ring I found at a christmas market in new york city. When I'm not too lazy to put myself together in a cute outfit I'm usually wearing some earrings too and sometimes a bracelet.

#thanks for playing along with me nonny! #anon #ask #owl gets an ask

[renee561]

Renee is pretty funny actually

...

I'm really not actually, pretty sure I say dumb stuff all the time

#i really am flattered but honestly i just im not actually funny #also i dunno which post this is refering to #send me an owl #oh look a lovely nonny appeared

[duelingdestiny]

The Owl decides to inspect his tv. It flies over to land on the floor in front of it. Tilting its head, something moves on the screen, and the Owl fluffs up and flaps it wings before giving Atem an excited look.

Atem looked from the owl to the TV to the owl to the TV and back again. "Funny Bunny?" He asked. "You like Funny Bunny?"

#ore no turn: answered ask #OWL NONNY

[wondeurwall]

Idk if u've seen rafayel's new oracle story BUT IT HAS BEEN PLAGUING MY MIND

"What if i make it up to you like this yeah?"

MAKE UP SEX WITH RAFAYEL.

TELL ME DO YOU THINK THEY'LL HAVE IT OFTEN?? But ones in a more playful sort of way not really full on arguments if you get what i mean 😩💗💗

oh my god please, nonnie, rafayel's oracle story is literally the only thing on my mind. i've been so unwell

i went in with one dream and spent everything i had because my luck is abysmal. and, the worst part?? I CAN'T EVEN BE UPSET ABOUT IT 😭🫵🏻 it wasn't what i expected. it's kind of funny ASKDDJKD!! i thought it'd be myth related. instead, i was blessed with rafayel.... kisses... 🥰

itty bitty nsfw 🔞 mdni.

rafayel would 100% down for playful makeup sex 😵‍💫💕 honestly, he'd pull any kind of excuse just to get you undressed and fucked out in bliss. he loves how pretty you look when you cum 💕 even more when he and you can get a good laugh in between because he'd appreciate lightheartedness in intimacy. after all, he wouldn't have sex with anyone else! he needs trust to do those sweet, silly things too, and he can only ever do that with you.

because i think he'd find a lot of fun with it, he'd do it often, but the sex doesn't necessarily need to be absolutely mind-blowing once initiated. banter is fun, even better when it leads to sex, but he just loves being close like that: naked and a tangled mess of limbs with the warmth coming from your body to his.

he's a night owl, so he's unintentionally ignoring your texts. maybe, even misses a few phone calls or immediately ends an incoming one, thinking it's an alarm he set up before. part of the day goes by and you're coming into his home to make sure he's doing alright. there's no use in pretending that you aren't upset. because you are upset! you didn't hear from him 💔 but, you find that he's just now out of bed after finishing a new piece of art.

"were you asleep this whole time?" you ask.

he rambles on about a sudden inspiration he had and that, "it'd be wrong to rest when the idea was too good."

you listen, nod, but truthfully some of his words go in and out the other ear. you frown at him. and, when he asks why you have that look on your face, you're quick to say, "i'm sure you can figure out why."

he knows. of course, he knows. he reads you well, just like you do him. then, his shoulders are a little hunched over, and he's laughing!

"i've really spoiled you," he says softly. his hands are on your hips the next second, pulling you close. "mm, why not let me make it up to you? i'm awake now, and we have the rest of the day to ourselves."

he lifts you and lays you on the couch. kisses you while he thinks about how many times he can get you gushing on his fingers and tongue before his cock.

OR, if you're the one making it up to him 🥹

accidentally spilling paint on a good shirt of his? you're panicking as soon as it happens. your hands move faster than your mouth, and you're halfway with unbuttoning his shirt before telling him he needs to take it off.

his laughter is what stops you. it dawns on you! but, to be fair, your thoughts don't have anything else besides: the shirt must be washed before it really stains.

"someone's being bold," he chuckles as your eyes meet. "did you plan this?"

"what?" and, the fabric drops from between your fingers. rafayel doesn't miss the way your gaze falls briefly, catching the sight of his bare chest, last 2 or 3 buttons barely laying over his abdomen. "me, ruining a piece of clothing that's probably over three times my budget? i don't think that's planning. it's called being clumsy."

your face feels warm. you take a deep breath, reach out to him, "c'mon. i'll wash it. take it off before the paint makes it unsalvageable."

rafayel clasps your wrist with his hand, steps into your space, voice deepening with a tinge of playfulness, "no, i can think of a better idea. how about me and you have matching clothes?"

he embraces you, gets you wearing blotches of paint too, and you want to argue. but, you can't find the energy to when one hand is guiding your head back and the other is tugging on your neckline. rafayel's lips move to your throat first. then, trails open-mouthed kisses along the rest of your neck, jaw, the base of your shoulder, before whispering, "it's a good idea, yeah?"

since you're the one to make a mess of his shirt first, he wants you riding him as compensation. to make him feel good? yes, sure, he loves that. though, the reason for it, most of all: he wants you using his cock like you own it. wants you aching and desperate for him. cum all over him, feel good because of him. nothing gets him going more than watching you bounce on top and moan his name so sweetly 🥰

© 2024 wondeurwall ☆ all rights reserved. please don't repost as your own, modify or translate on here or on other platforms. reblogs & likes are appreciated! ♡

#love and deepspace x reader #rafayel x reader #love and deepspace smut #rafayel smut #lads x reader #lads smut #l&ds x reader #l&ds smut #rafayel x you #WONDEURWALL ೃ⁀➷ MAIL 💌 #omg i went a little overboard with this JFRKLGFD!! #i'd love to do drabbles for things like these #maybe i'll do that after this fic isn't eating my brain anymore #the amount of times i've listened to raf's oracle... UNHEALTHY

[enchantedchocolatebars]

I translated the headcanons about Belos and the Collector for you

"When Belos changed his name, he tried for a very long time to convince the Collector not to call him Philip now. He nodded his head, agreed, and then completely forgot about the promise. Extremely suspicious, given that the Collector rarely forgets about promises

Belos got so used to the Collector's chatter over his ear that he learned to write, listen and speak at the same time. However, now it is difficult for him to concentrate when there are no additional stimuli. He has to call Hunter and talk to him

Sometimes, when Belos was in a good mood, they played guessing games and words. In the guessing game, the Collector won by default, showing the wonders of the shadow theater. During the word game, when the Collector started to lose, he tried to invent words and explain that these are some cosmic things that Philip does not know about. Philip in response begins to name things from the human world

In fact, Belos always listened to what the Collector said. For practical reasons, of course. Often, in the empty chatter, one could find important information about magic or archivists in general. The collector, in turn, always thought that Belos was not listening to him and was extremely surprised when he remembered about some little thing from one of the past conversations

Belos was telling the Collector fairy tales that Caleb had read to him before

The Collector taught Belos divination by the stars"

OMG these headcanons! 🧠

They're so GOOD! 🤯

I love the dynamic between Philip and The Collector.

The second headcanon is my fav.

The Collector's assistance in developing Philip's ability to hold a full conversation while also reading and writing is so cool!

#(nonnie i don't know who u are but i love u) #the owl house #owl house #toh #emperor belos #belos #philip wittebane #moldy crumpet husbando #the collector #toh collector #collector toh #headcanon #headcanons #writing #not my writing #ask #asks #anon #anonymous

[nicksolemnlyswears]

Hello, how are you?

I just wanted to say how much I loved your stories with Han. He's my favorite character and the way you portray him is so accurate. I was swooning with every word hahaha.

Can I please request something with Han as a father? I would love to see him and reader with a little girl that's attached to his hip. How do you think he will act with her milestones? (he would be the type of dad who will cry at his daughter's wedding, even if he denies hahaha).

Thank you so much and have an amazing day 🌹🌹🌹

pairing: dad!han x daughter

words: 3.4k

warnings: none. i think there's only one curse word.

notes: ohh i love this request! i had something like this planned since in the headcanons i made him a girl!dad. i got you nonnie! if you want any of these prompts explained a bit better, let me know! i tried to write as much as possible but i also wanted to cover most of her youth. so, i tried to write a bit of every stage.

-when his baby girl is born han's world shifts. he was so insecure about becoming a dad because for so long it wasn't in his cards. but then she's born and he's over the moon. how could he ever doubt it?

-han is very hands on with taking care of his daughter. both because he loves it and because he wants to help his wife. she carried baby girl for a little more than nine months. of course he's taking the night shift. he's a night owl anyways.

-he has a sixth sense, like women do. whenever his baby is about to cry he feels it. he'll come up to her crib only to find her with a wobbly lip and watery eyes. he'll coo at baby girl and pick her up, rocking her until the sniffles are gone.

"there, there, baby. daddy's here, don't cry," he'd say bouncing her while holding her. her head tucked into his neck.

-baby girl is obsessed with her daddy's voice. she listens so closely when he speaks. if he's talking to his wife and she's on the high chair she'll stare attentively at him, trying to understand the words. the wife thinks it's because he used to talk to her belly when baby girl was still cooking.

"what do you think, baby girl?" han turns to ask her, smiling when she babbles nonsense.

-those long night where she refuses to sleep, crying even after he's fed and changed her, han sings to her softly. whatever song comes to his head.

he doesn't remember any lullabies from his childhood, so he makes do. that being said, there have been times han has sung inappropriate songs with bad words but he shrugs it off. it's not like baby girl understands yet.

-whenever han isn't present when she wakes up at night because he's at the races with the crew, baby girl acts so confused, clutching onto mom's shirt and searching for han. "daddy's not home, honey. just you and me," her mom would say, ready to spend hours calming the baby because she misses han.

-baby girl and mom are close too but she's so blatantly a daddy's girl. her mom just stops trying to impress her and accepts the crumbs of affection her daughter gives her.

-unsurprisingly baby girl’s first word is 'dada.' han would be beaming, asking her to say it again. baby girl is amused by all the attention he's giving her so she keeps repeating the word until it loses all meaning.

"come on, baby. one more time. say dada," han coo's, holding his baby on his lap. mom would roll her eyes and smile at the pair of them, giggling amongst themselves.

-han gets baby girl a lot of toy cars to play with. fuck gender norms. he would get cars in whatever color baby girl prefers. playing with her on the floor for hours at a time.

-there are nights, once baby girl becomes a toddler, that she refuses to sleep. han buckles her into the carseat in some expensive four door sports car and drives around the neighborhood because the rumble of the engine puts her to sleep within seconds.

-the older she gets the more she imitates han. gets to the point where han has to be very careful of what he says and does. if he doesn't have greens in his plate, baby girl won't eat hers because daddy's not eating any.

-baby girl drags han into pretend tea parties. he plays along, sipping from the empty plastic teacup. she forces a small tiara on his head as well.

-makeovers are a must. hans wife often has to hold back her laughs, finding him with kid eyeshadow smeared on his face, lipstick outlining his lips and two out of ten nails painted messily.

-she picks up his mannerisms and turns into a mini han. the toretto crew call her just that because of how much she resembles him. oh, if roman fucks around with han, baby girl comes to the rescue.

"ay yo rapunzel, let down your hair," roman says with an obnoxious laugh when he spots hans overgrown hair.

baby girl as quick as a whip, pans to roman and responds, "at least he has hair. what's your deal, baldy?"

oh, everyone that heard was on the floor laughing. baby girl said it so seriously, a frown on her face as she defended her daddy.

"that's my girl!" han cheers, kissing her chubby cheek, making her smile again.

-there would be a time where baby girl would get in between her mom and han. if they were being romantic, holding hands or even kissing she would push them away and cling onto han.

"no, daddy is mine," she would screech.

"but baby, that's your mom. my wife. i love her very much," he'd say to baby girl while picking her up.

"does that mean you don't love me?" baby girl gasps, her eyes watering.

"I love you so much, baby girl. you're my number one girl. don't tell mom, okay? it'll be our secret!" he loudly whispers, kissing her chubby cheek.

the wife would be amused at this exchange and would throw him a dirty look he'd laugh at. he'd make it up to her later in bed.

-his habit of singing random songs to calm her down would backfire. one day as he drives baby girl to school he’d hear her singing along to fergalicious. it’s possible han played it one too many times in the car. his wife is going to kill him.

-han would express wanting to teach baby girl to drive at eight years old. mom immediately refuses. she can't even see over the steering wheel! it leaves him no choice but to postpone the driving until she's ten.

-when he does teach baby to drive his heart swells with pride. she's a fucking natural at it. they'd drive around a calmer part of town, sunglasses on and music blasting.

"if you feel the car, you'll know what to do. life is like that too. be aware of your surroundings and how people react to things. you'll learn a lot from it," were han's words when he taught baby girl to drive.

he will never admit out loud that baby girl at twelve years old is a better driver than his wife.

-nonetheless, baby girl spends a lot of time in the garage with han while he works on the cars. after school she'd finish her homework quickly to assist han with the tools.

"wrench?" he'd ask.

"wrench." she'd say, handing him the tool.

"drill?"

"drill."

"snack?"

"which one?"

-baby girl remains clingy until puberty happens. the mood swings are killer not to mention the cramps. not only that but whenever she's out and about she would want to act cool and not like a daddy's girl. she lets go of han's hand whenever she sees a friend and runs out of the car before school without giving him a goodbye kiss on the cheek. it's probably the first time han's heart breaks. she's not a little kid anymore.

-INSISTS that han calls her by her name if her friends are around. he refuses. doesn't care if it embarrasses her.

-the dreaded day finally comes when she has her first date. mom is excited, helping her get ready while han waits in the living room all broody and pouty. bag of chips in his hand to ease the nerves.

finally baby girl comes around, dressed all pretty with a bit of makeup and her hair nicely done. she looks nervously towards her daddy, waiting for his reaction. while han's heart breaks again he acknowledges he has to come through as the cool dad.

"you look beautiful, baby girl," han tells her, a small smile on his lips.

she smiles nervously, "thanks, daddy."

her crush would arrive and they would go to the movies. his parents driving them. han wouldn't be that far behind in mom's car because it blends in with the cars out on the streets. he would sit rows behind them to keep an eye on the snotty kid that asked his baby girl out.

nothing much happens, they're just 14. at most he wraps his arm awkwardly around her shoulders or they hold hands throughout the movie.

he sneaks out before the movie ends and drives home, forgetting they're going for ice cream afterwards. it's there where the kid gathers the courage to kiss her. her first kiss. it's a good thing han isn’t there or he would've had a heart attack.

-once baby girl moves on to high school she chills out. she lets herself be seen with her daddy. every girl in her high school has a crush on han. i mean he drives her in an expensive sports car and he looks so cool opening the door for her, his salt and pepper hair as flawless as ever.

-lowkey she likes being the girl with the hot dad. it kinda makes her popular or at least the cool kids invite her to all the parties because of it. the girls drool over her dad and the boys over the cars...and her mom too.

-whenever he has to pick her up, he waits outside the school, leaning back on the hood of the car, arms crossed and sunglasses covering his eyes. the girls would eat it up and baby girl would look at them in disgust, cursing them out for ogling at her daddy.

-han spoils baby girl like crazy. it drives her mom mad. she wants this new blush from rare beauty? consider it purchased. after school she wants a snack from the convenience store? he'll get a bunch of them.

"i saw these shoes at the mall that were so pretty, daddy," she'd hum, plopping on the couch beside her.

mom would be glaring at han from across the living room, shaking her head no.

han would stare straight forward, "that's nice, baby."

best believe there would be a bead of sweat on the back of his neck from his wife's intense glare. the moment he got a moment alone with baby girl he'd slip her the amount the shoes are worth, giving her the ‘don't tell your mother' look.

days later he would hear a scream, "HAN LUE!" the wife found out about what he did. hard not to when baby girl is sporting brand new shoes for school.

-baby girl would be into a sport. whether it's volleyball, softball, basketball, martial arts, or fencing. whichever sport doesn't matter. han would attend every game, carry the heavy equipment bag for her, and be her biggest fan.

i think han could get intense at the games. if the referee wasn't being fair he's approach them and exchange some stern words. then, he'd go back to his seat and keep cheering her on. he would definitely treat the whole team to dinner afterwards or a treat like ice cream.

-baby girl and han would be so attached at the hip he would know all her friends name, the drama in the friend group, who is dating who, and who's on baby girl’s bad side. baby girl would get into the car after school and just go on and on about what's going on in the school. han being the person he is would know exactly what to ask to get her to keep talking and spill all the beans.

he lowkey enjoys the gossip and would be waiting for updates. like imagine it's 9 at night and baby girl is on her phone in her room and he'd knock and peak his head in, offering her some chocolate or candy.

"so, what's up with caroline? she break up with matt yet?" he asks, trying to act unbothered.

baby girl would would instantly sit up and pat her bed for him to sit, "now that you mentioned it, they broke up! but here's the kicker, caroline has been spotted around school with tyler, his best friend!"

-this closeness allows baby girl to be open with han. in the past he’s told her that whatever she’s done or if she’s in trouble she can count on him. want to go to a party? go ahead and be careful. got drunk at said party? call me and i’ll pick you up. you won’t be in trouble. puked in my car? i’ll clean it but no new shoes for a while.

-han would throw baby girl a sweet sixteen party or a quinceañera (if his wife just so happened to be latina)(let's be real he's mister worldwide, like pitbull). it's a succesful party, he goes all out and spends too much money. baby girl has a blast though, making it all worth it. she danced the whole night away with her friends and even asked han to dance some slow songs with her.

-han will definitely get her a car for her sweet sixteen. it would be a car she's been wanting since forever. han would modify it so it's more unique and fits her style better. he'd add a huge bow on top to make it abundantly clear that's her birthday gift. he'd add one of her smaller toy cars from when she was a baby to her keychain.

-honestly, han would probably be the type of guy to get baby girl those huge keychains that have a taser, a poof ball, a stabby thing, and a whistle in her favorite color.

-baby girl is super smart and the time comes when she has to set off to college. han is miserable on her graduation day, watching her walk on the stage and give her valedictorian speech. she's been accepted to a fancy school for smart kids...far away from home.

he's fully capable of moving his whole life to whatever place that school is in but his wife holds him back. it's time for her to go and start building her own life. she'll forever be his baby girl.

-baby girl makes it her goal to spend the whole summer with her parents. she follows han around like when she was a child, helps him in the garage, goes out shopping with him, and take late night drives to talk about the latest gossip on her friends.

-in august she has to go settle into her dorm. the ride to the airport is quiet, baby girl didn't want any tears. she checked into her flight, dropped her bags off and headed for the line for tsa.

she hugged her mom tight, giving her a kiss on the cheek and turned towards her daddy. she threw herself at him, hugging him so tight.

"be safe, okay? if you don't like it and you want to come back home, that's fine. whatever you need let me know," han whispers in her ear as they hug. he holds back his tears since he promised her no tears.

"bye daddy," she mumbles, stepping back.

she grabs hold of her carry on bag and walks away without looking back. han knows that tears are underway, though. it's his sixth sense. as baby girl walks through tsa she looks back and sure enough there are fat tears rolling down her face.

-his life feels empty when he returns to the house. his wife comforts him, even if she's sad about her daughter's move. he reassures her he's fine but she knows better. han and baby girl have been attached at the hip since she was born.

-those first weeks are hell. han can't shake off the habit of knocking on her door at night to check up on her. often times he'd grab two of something to share it with her until he remembers she's gone.

-a friday night he receives a call. baby girl is face timing him.

"missed me, old man?" she'd beam at him. she's in her dorm room, getting ready to go out. she’s into clubs now much like her daddy was years ago.

the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

"i don't know what you're talking about. you called me," he'd chuckle.

"i got some hot goss for you. caroline is pregnant with twins!" she'd scream into the phone, picking up a brush to apply her blush.

just like that a new habit would form. almost every night baby girl would call him to tell her parents all about her day. sometimes the conversations are short but other times they could go on for hours. all she wanted was to hear his voice.

-han looks forward to those calls. he always answers no matter if he's sleeping or out with the crew. if he's with the crew the phone would be ripped out of his hands as everyone says hi to baby girl. best believe there would be a jab thrown at roman. the two of them never quite got along.

-on her third year of college she comes home for the holidays, bringing a boy with her. her boyfriend. baby girl and his wife blind sided him, he had no idea this person was coming into his home. if he thought he was staying with baby girl in her room he's wrong! the guest room it is for the boyfriend.

-han hates to admit it but the boyfriend treats baby girl like he's supposed to. like a goddamn queen. he even peels her oranges for her so she doesn't ruin her nails.

-the boyfriend seeks han's approval. han basically has him as a lapdog during the holidays, keeping him busy with things to do while han spends time with baby girl. she notices,of course, but says nothing on the matter. if her boyfriends wants han's approval he has to do what han tells him to.

-at the end of the holiday's, when it's time to return to campus, han pats him in the back and says, "sees you in the summer, kid." baby girl's boyfriend proved his worth, now it's in his hands not to screw things up.

-two years later that same boy visits han and his wife and asks for her hand in marriage. han reluctantly agrees. baby girl has just gotten back from college this year. she's finally back under his roof and she'll be leaving him again. her boyfriend is a fine man, though and he'll make her happy.

-just like her huge party when she was a teen, han throws a big wedding. it's everything out of baby girl's dream.

han walks her down the aisle, her hand holding onto his arm as she stares ahead at the man of her dreams. her soon to be husband. he looks at her approaching with tears in his eyes from how beautiful she looks.

"i love you, baby girl," han tells her, kissing her cheek, careful not to ruin her makeup.

"i love you too, daddy. thank you for everything," she responds.

it's so hard for han to let go of her hand. still, he hands her over to her fiance and tells him, "take care of her. it's my life you have there."

"i promise."

-han's heart breaks for the last time he hopes. the ceremony is beautiful and the vows make people cry. han watches his baby girl up there. she's no longer a baby, she's a woman. yet he still sees that baby who would calm down at the sound of his voice.

it's later in the reception where the water works happen. baby girl grabs a microphone and says, "as many of you know, my favorite person in the whole wide world is my dad, or daddy, as i still proudly call him. he's made me the person i am today. all my quirks, my interests, and my morals are all things i've gotten from him. i couldn't of asked for a better father. my god he spoiled me to no end and taught me the best lessons there are, including how to change a tyre, which has proved to be very useful. i'm going to stop talking now and ask for you to come up here and dance with me."

so far, han is composed. he stands and grabs her hand to dance to the song she chose. (i imagine it to be first man by camilla cabello. it's a beautiful song.) they sway to the music and it's while listening to that song that the first tear falls.

"don't cry, daddy," baby girl sniffs, swiping it away.

"i'm so proud of you, baby girl," he says as more tears tumble down his eyes.

"gosh, you're making me cry," she says, looking up to prevent the tears from falling.

"it's okay, i paid for the waterproof makeup," han jokes, pulling her into a tight hug.

she'll always be his baby girl. no matter what. in his eyes she could do no wrong.

fin.

han would be a great dad. i didn’t get into the dark side of the business here. i wasn’t sure how to write it in. but be rest assured he’d keep her safe from it all.

thank you for reading! i hope you liked it!

-nikki 🤍

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[drunkenlionwrites]

The idea of straddling Dan Heng’s lap and holding his chin,,, in my head rent free.

Nonnie, I've heard you, please enjoy :3 Warnings: suggestive content, no gender or body parts of reader are mentioned

You’ve always perceived Dan Heng as a stoic and logical person, reliable and calm in tough situations. He’s always been an enigma, a walking mystery to you. His expressions unreadable, his thoughts incomprehensible. All you know is that he’s always taken care of you and other passengers of the Astral Express. Always the reliable and responsible one, dragging you, March and Stelle out of hellish situations. You think a man has no weaknesses; his battle skills polished, his moves graceful, even his dry jokes have never failed to make you laugh. You feel that he keeps everyone at arm’s length still, his problems and successes are all his own. Sometimes you ponder if he’s keeping you all out of harm’s way simply because it’s his official occupation on the Express, or if he has some kind of attachment to the crew. That is, until you hear his screams coming from the archives room in the dead of night. You’ve always been a night owl, enjoying the quiet of the empty halls and rooms of the express, having the time you can spend all on your own without any distractions. And frantic screams are certainly a distraction. You quickly enter the archives room, not knowing what you’ll see. If Dan Heng has been hurt, or if something terrible has happened to him, then prepare for the worst. All you see upon entering though, is a glossy-eyed boy, his hair disheveled and wet from the cold sweat, his face expression pained and terrified. You suppose that you became a witness of something not meant for your eyes and try to leave the room hastily, but Dan Heng has already noticed you, his face looking even more disturbed than before, quickly hidden from you by his palms. Now you know that Dan Heng isn’t perfect, isn’t emotionless, isn’t stone cold. And he proves it to you day by day now, you becoming a confidant for some of his fears and memories. You cannot stop yourself in entrusting him with your emotions and burdens as well. It is only a matter of time before something else entirely blooms between the two lonely people that now share each other’s pain. And now you know that Dan Heng is fiery and passionate. Troubled and guilt ridden. Loving and gentle. Now you can see something dark in his dilated pupils, looking up at you, as you gently hold his chin to make eye contact during the moment of closeness that you share. Bodies bare and hot and vulnerable, as you continue to unravel each other bit by bit, both body and soul.

You can feel his legs shaking under your plush thighs, as you are pulsing around him in pleasure, your eyes still never leaving his, soaking up all the loving and yearning expressions he can wear on his pretty face. Now all you know is how deeply sensitive your lover is.

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[strwbmei]

hihi meimei!! :33 m here to share my current thots for 2day, nd its ab riding mei's two abnormally huge dragon cocks u may hab the honors to continue this horny thirst ヽ(o´3`o)ﾉ (I love dragon mei au :3)

-😽 nonnie!!!! (missed u sm meimei!! kiss kiss mwa mwaaaa (っ´▽｀)っ)

I missed you too!!! This turned out way longer than I intended...

I imagine Mei would be a gentle lover even in bed, so you'd have to be the one to propose the idea to fuck her while she's in her more dragon-like form. She was understandably hesitant at first— after all, the thing she'd least want to do is hurt her previous darling. She thought you'd be able to understand why it really wouldn't be a good idea once she rested her heavy, partially scaled cocks on top of your stomach and showed you how they'd basically reach your ribs, but that only made you want her even more...

How could Mei refuse when you're muttering and begging for her to let you have both of her cocks inside; rubbing your pussy back and forth the shaft and effectively covering them in your slick? She's completely and utterly weak to you— and maybe what you're doing is selfish knowing that, but you can't help it! Just thinking of the scales and ridges rubbing perfectly rubbing against your walls and the sheer size filling you up in ways you've never been filled before has your arousal rapidly multiplying...

Seeing you so desperate and needy to have her has Mei going crazy. It might just be her primal instincts kicking in, but the sight of you on top of her cock, so wet and ready to take one, or maybe even both of them, has Mei thinking of how good you'd look with your belly round and swollen with her child. In the haze of horniness you've put her in, it doesn't take long after that for her to finally give you the green light— and when she does, you don't waste any time to sink yourself down her length. Even with how wet you were, it felt like she was going to split you open and you loved it. It's everything you've expected and more. Mei's size was on the longer side even when she was in her human form, so that certainly helped in getting you prepared for her girthy dragon cock.

It might just be because she's in her more draconic form, but you notice she's also more... feral. More animalistic and hungry; greedy for all of you. You loved Mei's gentle and tender side just as much, though at the same time, this side of her was wild, exciting, and refreshing. Don't get me wrong— she's still being gentle with her movements; her hands holding your hips and guiding you at a medium speed, but you can tell with the way she looks at you that she's holding back.

The moment your hands land on her horns, you realize you've made a grave mistake. It wasn't on purpose, you were just instinctively looking to interlock fingers like you usually do when you're having sex with her, but since her hands were busy, yours landed on her horns of all places. Let's just say that you couldn't feel your legs for the next few days...

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[happi-tree]

owl

🦉 *nods*

#owl... house? *the* owl house even??? #sdjfbdshjfhsfs thank u for this nonnie this had me cracking up after 6 hours of walking around in the hot sun <3 #asks #nonnie

[hiemaldesirae]

Swap AU:

Angel Dust does get called into the studio for work, but he only does one shoot per month. He's actually filling Valentino and Alastor on what Vox, Husker, and Charlie are up too. Thanks to Angel, all of Valentino's workers get a 250 dollar raise because of the pictures and coat he managed to grab for Alastor.

Alastor's Shadow is under strict instructions not to leave Vox's side, no matter what. Vox only really knows it's there when it decides it's board of playing at being a regular Shadow. Which usually happens when Vox is at the hotel, doing paperwork.

Vox's Geotia is related to Stolas! He's a nephew via Paimon. He's been to almost all of Octavia's Bday parties.

Valentino and Vox technically remote when Vox rescues both Charlie and Angel Dust when Charlie interrupts a shoot and catches everything on fire. Before Valentino can put it out, Alastor appears and shit nearly hits the fan(--he murders and devours the remaining camera crew, and cast except Angel, Charlie and Val) before Vox himself appears.

Vox just appearing immediately calms the radio demon down, his form returning to the one everyone recognizes as he gently moves towards Vox, a dark possessiveness in his eyes.

Vox tells Charlie to grab Angel and go, now he'll be right behind them, and Alastor chuckles, purring softly. "Will you, darling?" He asks, voice smooth. "Just this once I'll let you go. But next time I have you in my hand like this....you'll be mine, Vox. Mine and mine alone. Now go."

Vox and company run.

THE COAT???? lmfao angels working overtime that boy better be getting raises in the thousands if hes nabbing voxs fucking hotelier uniform. the disrespect :sob: and to think alastor probably sleeps with the coat held in his arms and his nose bured into the collar to smell voxs scent... god hes such a freak

WHAT NO WAY??? my god. for some reason i just cant stop thinking of those mafia (??) ad games where its like level 1 hitman to level 100 hitman... and in my eyes im thinking of canon vox as level 1 stalker swap alastor as level 100 stalker. theyre so terrible theyre meant for each other (which is actually. an interesting concept hmm what would happen if swap!al and canon!vox met)

oh!!! cute little guy... imagining vox just bursting down the hotel doors and setting down this tiny little owl one day and going 'found us a casino manager'. vaggie and charlie are freaked out of their minds because thats a KID and a GOETIA where the FUCK did he get that

im gonna.be sick. nonny whywould you do this to me.... my HEART fuck WAGWHHDJ... alastor going insane and only calming down when vox arrives on scene... vox telling the others to go without him and promising that he'll be right with them but alastor just laughs about it because he knows vox will end up with him in the end...theyre horrible. i need more of them immediately thank u nonny for ur incredible service

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