#vet is done and i was right about most things haha

[clits-and-clips]

Just loveeeeee being alone and being forced to do shit alone from now on im SO happy about it🙃

#txt #its not so bad i have my mum and dad theyre awesome and help me #i shouldn't complakn #complain #but im always right lol no one fucking listens to me #do you know how frustrating it is #to beg for shit #im gonna fucking #kick something lmao idk im so frustrated today #people shouldnt have to do shit alone if they arent wired that way #im correct #about that #life should be like a community #thats just #how i am #if i lived alone id probably spiral #anyway #vet is done and i was right about most things haha #just #idek

[imagine-silk]

Hello! May I request fallout 4 companions (Nick especially) with Sole who shares the bare minimum of information about themselves? Not because Sole doesn’t trust them, they really enjoy theirs companions company. Perhaps they busy themselves so they don’t have to think about all the little and big things they miss. (I bet Codsworth would find pristine things that Sole would miss (like a favorite movie, vinyl, or comic?))

Sorry if its not something you’re interested in doing right now. The ask kinda came out as a ramble, I’m lacking sleep haha. Thanks again for considering my request!

》Honestly one of my favorite kinds of characters.

【Cait】 She doesn't appreciate it. Her contract was traded to some random weirdo who barely says anything. It took three days before the topic of your name came up. And two weeks to know what you were looking for, who. But in return you don't ask what she does on her own time or what she's done. It feels like you don't mind rather than you don't care and that makes her feel seen. It stays between you unsaid in her eyes.

♡If romanced she doesn't push for any information. You'll tell her if it's important. People think it's weird the two of you to not share about yourselves like normal people but you're happy, that's all that matters.

【Codsworth】 It's just like it was before. He, unlike the others, already knows you. He knows you very well. Not only did you do an intake for daily preferences but he also served you for a few years. While you're out and about you'll do something or say something that sounds like no information to others or out of context and he'll answer, "Just as I was thinking as well." While you camp with some of the other companions he does chores the way you like without needing to ask, making comment on recent events, which makes them jealous for sure. He digs up things from the house he preserved or found and fixes them up brand new before presenting it to you. Songs you liked or wanted to hear. Movies and shows and comics. Clothes pressed for you and the furniture is redone the way it used to be. He knows you and wants to keep it that way.

【Curie】 Low-key doesn't care. She has one thing on her mind and that's her own goal to better medicine. Finding things to do that is all she needs of you. When she goes to be a synth her feelings overwhelm her and you guide her through that. She's never ever asked about you. She'll tell you about what she's feeling but never thinks to ask what you feel. In her defense, is doesn't understand the nuance of social interactions. And to her credit, it works for the both of you.

♡If she's romanced she realizes she wants to know what you feel and if it's the same as her. She's mostly interested in what you feel now rather than what your opinion is in the past or isn't currently relevant.

【Danse】 Right away he doesn't care for it. A mercenary who talks very little can be dangerous. But you followed orders well and are a damn good shot. The way he asks is more like demanding. It was all for a vetting process but still rude. After the intake he didn't care about your lack of openness. Didn't matter to him personally. After BB he suddenly regrets not knowing you. He was so rude and dismissed you as another faceless soldier and you saved him, from the Brotherhood and himself. Now he wants to know you.

♡If romanced he makes effort to know you, like really know you. For a long time he refused individuality so his own sense of self is not great. But you know yourself and make no attempt to hide it. You are so sure of yourself you don't need to explain. That's one of the things he loves about you.

【Deacon】 He thinks you're like him, that you want to hide in plain sight. As much as he gives that to you he's nosy as fuck and takes every chance to learn about you, mostly from afar. It doesn't take any time at all for him to realize you'll just tell him. Most of them are one word answers. It takes him even less time after that to realize you'll comment on things from before the war especially.

♡If romanced he goes out of his way to show you stuff. Old posters and toys. If you follow my headcanon that he's pre-war, he makes old references and generally adds comments on things to bait your answers.

【Hancock】 He thinks it's pretty cool. "Oh, tall, dark, and handsome/beautiful." He does play twenty questions with you 24/7 and is very happy with your half-answers because an answer is still an answer. Plus he knows at least two other people like you. He is the one who figures out that you just don't have the time or think about talking about yourself rather than purposely keeping secrets the fastest. He knows people so he knows better.

♡If romanced he plays with it. You want a kiss? Tell him what's your favorite color. He'll get on his knees if you tell him what you like about your new home. But honestly he'll do it anyways. All he needs to know is that you want him like he wants you.

【MacCready】 He was more concerned about you putting a bullet in his head while his back was turned. Everyone in the Commonwealth was looking out for number one. So imagine his surprise when you were looking out for your number one and it wasn't you. Not only were you looking for your son but you stopped to help every person who asked for help. Your actions spoke to him in a way your words, he figured, couldn't. You didn't need to help him but you did. You didn't take the caps back. And you killed the gunners the second they turned their guns on him even when they said their beef wasn't with you. It was what you did, not what you told him.

♡If romanced he will ask things. Basic ones are like, "How was your day?" Normal questions that are the peak of domestic life. Then the more personal things. Some sound silly, "What's your favorite color?" But most build off of a quick thing you said in passing, "Wait, you've been to California? What was it like?" He trusts you'll tell him the truth.

【Nick】 As a private detective this simply won't do. He gets it at first, you just need him to find your son, it's business. However, you want him to stay with you after that. It confuses him because you made no indication you like him in the slightest way. He's the second fastest to realize you're not keeping to yourself on purpose. As one of the only ones who are pre-war he's able to get things the others can't. He'll talk about things and give his options and bait you into answering it. That was a common way to get people to talk back then when you were trying to be polite and keep up the conversation, even if the conversation stays a bit thin.

♡If he's romanced he makes fun of the fact you forget to say things about yourself. Don't get it wrong, he makes it clear you don't need to share. He's just poking fun.

【Piper】 This simply won't do. She asks as many question as they come up but she gets depressing short answers. You either give one word answers or say you're not really in the mood, on some occasions you admit you don't know, you never thought about it. It takes a long time for her to stop and that's only because the questions start getting old. And you still feel like a mystery even though you've told her everything.

♡If she's romanced she realizes how much you've told her and pushes it. What is your type? How do your lips feel? Why do you look so good? It becomes playful and light, never serious.

【Preston】 In the beginning he didn't realize he didn't know much about you. He took your help selfishly to get him and his people back on stable ground but you told him you were happy to help. So he takes time to learn about you and give you everything he could possibly help you with. In hopes you would share by yourself he gives things to you without any prompt. It doesn't really work most of the time.

♡If romanced he asks things with hearts in his eyes. He is so lovesick he takes all of your half-answers and files it away in his mind. It hardly matters at that point.

【X6】 It wasn't his mission so he didn't care. You owed him no explanation or justification. Doesn't mean he doesn't question you. He asks why you helped someone, why you stopped for a distraction. And of course you give short answers like, "They needed help." or "I wanted to." Later, after the Institute is gone, he sees how you carry yourself and tries to copy it. Obviously he can't so you help him too. You showed him he can figure himself out by himself and he didn't need you. So he held the same opinion; he doesn't need to know you like that.

♡If romanced he's still comfortable with you keeping things to yourself. It's only after months of being together do you realize he's never asked you a personal question, that you've never shared anything that personal. When you bring that to him he tells you that hardly matters. But seeing you make the effort after that gives him a feeling he can't describe. It's a good feeling he thinks.

#ask and you shall receive #fallout 4 #fallout imagines #fallout x reader #companions react #gender neutral reader #cait #curie #codsworth #danse #deacon fo4 #hancock #maccready #nick valentine #piper wright #preston garvey #x6 88

[swirlygigg]

11 and/or 21 for the ask game ?

11. What’s your ‘signature move’ as a hypnotist?

i don't know that i quite have a signature move yet! i wish i did haha, but i have Not That Much Practice irl, at least not as a hypnotist. i'd like to say i'm fairly encouraging when i'm in the 'tist headspace so maybe i should build off of that, you know?

21. Do you have any tips for how to negotiate hypnosis play?

okay yes! i do actually. most of the people i've done hypnosis play with are hypnotists so this is largely coming from the hypnotee side, but in many ways, it's similar negotiations as any kink!

hypnosis is like... well in some ways, i would say it's a little more risky ground as far as people having power over you, right? i think if you're just beginning, you really need to establish your comfort with triggers and negotiate with people who are responsible with them. i am not a big fan of permanent, open access triggers and i think most responsible hypnotists try not to establish those unless they plan to do long-term play! in general, before you even start negotiating with anyone, vet them and make sure that you feel safe playing with them!

usually i have started negotiations "backwards"--i.e. i usually start by talking about preferences in awakeners and what we both want to feel like by the end of the scene! some people prefer different kinds of hypnosis styles, so that also ends up being a point of discussion.

after that, then you can talk about the scene itself: what kinds of things you'd like to do, what things are off limits, what things you might like to try? for example, you might communicate that you prefer fractionation inductions, that you're interested in petplay and themes around petplay, you like terms like "pet" or "toy" but not "good girl/boy", and that you would be open to experimenting with certain positions or triggers! then you have a pretty general outline to work with. part of the fun of hypnosis kind of is the different styles, so i think getting TOO specific sometimes makes it difficult to play, but you may like to be pretty specific for your first couple times!

#swirlygigg speaks #hypnok1nk #hypnotized #i hope that makes sense! again i am not Particularly well-versed in irl hypnosis but it is actually very similar to general kink negotiatio

[guardian5tiger3]

Hey 👋🏼, how’s it going? Nice to meet you!!!! Can I have a message from my future spouse reading/about him? - k.e.n🩷⭐️🌙

Hey cutie !! Hell yes you can!!!

Spirit wants to talk about your real ass soulmate or whoever you might call them this is the ONE.

This person seems like they'll have their priorities in order and know how to prioritize things accurately and they seem very big on being action oriented and just getting stuff done. Right now though they don't seem like they've actually got to that point and they're being guided to grow in this specific way.

I feel like they're also learning to be a peace maker of some sort and kind of help everyone around them get along in some way, and to stop people bickering and fighting when they are. and they're learning to do that without taking on other people's problems into their personal time. They may have always been the type to want to take on everyone's everything and help everyone but they didn't go about it the right way so spirit is trying to gift them by teaching them how to do that correctly. This could have something to do with their career?

When you meet them you might be busy and balancing a lot of stuff but I also see you being content with your home life. But yes you will still feel like something is missing with that being said cause this person is. You're gonna come in their life and it will give them the motivation to take action on something. I can definitely see how you two are perfect for eachother. You're gonna get them like other people haven't been able to and it will make them feel heard , when it comes to past situations it'll take them back to certain things and people and you will make them say "oh I wasn't crazy, I wasn't the only one, Im not alone."

They could be a vet or an animal lover they could also like tea. They could be childish and spend money on dumb things because they know that at the end of the day if you aren't broke it don't matter that much. They care more about having a happy family than they do about money. Weird but they might get a pet turtle hahaha. This seems like a dog person so they might get a dog. I can guess this is the type to surprise you with a new dog like it or not 🤦🏽‍♀️. Your personal interests or taste in things might kind of be different but I think it somehow makes stuff you have together and create really cool vibes. Good combo. They also can be and talk pretty mature and they are very upfront and vocal about certain things. Like if someone is doing something taboo or sneaky they will just say what's on their mind and call the person out like in situations most people would stay quiet. This is the type of person if they see someone getting messed with somehow they will go so our of their way to defend a stranger. You guys will just feel complete together. Like whole. Nothing missing. Just stuff to create and things to enjoy after that in your lives. Super peaceful and super fun. Also I see them treating you different from other people like say you keep eating cookies every night hoping they don't notice for some reason but they do and anyone else they'd say something but they love you so they'll just like pretend not to notice haha. Super cute. They want to set you up with everything they see you needing when y'all get together. They're probably gonna ask you to move in with them or date them stuff like that really out of nowhere almost and super bold but it's like. Why not. Just a super bold person. Super loving though. Big optimist in most cases.

Advice to get closer to being with this person I will say you should try to break out of some mental boxes maybe some chains and think more outside the box. Going for walks outside would make you closer to them in a way in the moment that you're doing so so they probably also like walking outside and I kept feeling like that. I also definitely think if you end up dealing with anyone in the meantime be smart about it if they're not the one they're not the one screw them, move on. Or just be friends. Spirit wants to see you doing what's right and learning quick cause they know that you can. Just trust your intuition on people. And like I said from the start you'll be content when your person comes through so I would focus on that. ⭐ You're awesome. Peace and love friend .

[levi-supreme]

REEEI!

For your character Bingo, may I have my husband, his tall sniffy bestie and whacko scientist bestie? (not asking about his grump bestie because you already did that :P)

i.e.: Erwin, Miche and Hange

MRS SMITHHHHHHHHHH ❤️ and with this, we have The Vets hehehe <3 also, my answers are probably going to get really long HAHAHA.

Erwin

I knew you would ask me about your husband HAHA because who else would as me about Mr Smith right???

Okay tbh I wanna talk about the 'wasted potential' here. Yeah a lot of people would definitely wonder how different everything would have been if Erwin was given the titan serum instead of Armin and yada yada yada. Of course I would want Erwin to live and continue leading the Survey Corps. With his brain (and big balls lol), his wit, and the fact that he dares to take risks and gambles, he really is a leader capable of achieving great things.

That being said, and although I am likewise extremely upset over his death, I felt like his death was necessary to somehow show that a leader can't be there forever. Eventually the leader has to step down and someone new would takeover the role, and this is how they learn to become great leaders. Also, if not now, when will Armin (and Hange) step up and achieve greater things? Everyone praises Armin for his analytical ability and all that, but if he isn't given the opportunity to showcase what he is actually capable of, then when will he get the chance to do so?

So yup, when I say 'wasted potential', I don't mean that Erwin's death was wasted. I meant it in a way that it was kinda sad he didn't get to live on to see the results of what everyone had been dedicating their hearts and lives for, but his death was necessary to keep the story going. (side tracking and some kny spoilers) It's kind of like how Kyoujurou's death in mugen train broke my heart and soul and I don't think I'll ever recover from his death, but his plot was necessary for Tanjirou's growth. If Kyoujurou never died, Tanjirou would never have achieved and done everything he did in the later part of the manga.

Also yes tbh I feel like I would be afraid of Erwin irl because he's sooooo intelligent and an extremely good talker, I feel dumb next to him lol and most of the time I think I'll just be listening to what he says without really understanding it HAHA. Also side tracking again... I know different people interpret characters differently and you can write whatever fanfiction you want about the characters. But honestly, I can't see eye to eye with a lot of the kinks and tropes people write Erwin with. Maybe I'm just boring HAHA and I am not throwing shade at anyone!!! It's just a personal preference and tbh I don't read a lot of stuff so yup. Call me close-minded or too picky, but yup I can't see Erwin as a kinky person.

And finally!!! Erwin + Levi + Mike THE BEST TRIO EVER. VETERAN WIVES UNITE. And with Hange, they can now drop their latest dapper top-selling album.

Mike

THIS. THIS AMAZING PERSON IS THE ONE WHO I FEEL IS THE REAL 'WASTED POTENTIAL'.

We hardly knew much about Mike and his life in the Survey Corps, and how Erwin, Nile, and him were all friends. I hated how people somehow only remember him for things like how he always sniffs people, how his olfactory senses are the most sensitive amongst everyone, and how he's the tallest character in the series.

Mike needs more love!!!!! He's more than that. He's the second best after Levi, but how many people actually know and remember this? Levi and Mike complement each other whether they're in combat or not, and I absolutely love them. I absolutely love Erwin and Mike's friendship too. They've been friends and comrades for the longest time, they know each other well.

I feel like Mike is always the middle man between Erwin and Levi whenever things get too heated between them. It's kind of evident with the little amount of Veterans content we have. When Erwin wanted Levi to join the Survey Corps, Mike was the one holding Levi and being in control of him. When Levi went berserk and shouted to Erwin saying that he'll kill him, Mike is the one holding Levi back too.

And somehow!!! I've incorporated their dynamics into my own writing too. In Levi's Valentine, Mike was the one holding Levi back after Levi and Zeke got into a fight.

Man, I just love Mike a lot and I'm so disappointed that people forget about him and only recognise Erwin + Levi + Hange. I wish we saw more about Mike. Honestly speaking, I just wish we learnt more about all the Veterans!!!!

Hange

Omg Hangeeeeeee!!! My irl best friend is a Virgo like Hange, so I can somehow guess and visualise how Hange would be like irl too.

Also!!! (snk manga spoilers!!!) I checked the 'wasted potential' not because I think Hange shouldn't have died. I checked it because given Hange's brain, thirst for knowledge and the curious mind to want to learn more about the world and everything beyond the borders, I feel like Hange would've contributed soooooo much to titan research and everything else after the war. I can totally imagine Hange being excited to empart knowledge down to the next generation and just being so enthusiastic over every small thing, so yup. To me it's wasted because Hange wasn't able to showcase all of their talents and they're just gone like that.

Also Hange is a really relatable and endearing character. I don't think I've come across anyone saying that they hate Hange, because tbh what is there to hate about Hange???? Given the little amount of time they had, I think Hange did a really great job as the Commander of the Survey Corps after Erwin died. And Hange laid a good foundation for Armin to take over too.

In conclusion, I love The Veterans. I love them more than anything else. And when I say The Veterans, I don't only mean Erwin Levi Mike and Hange. I'm also referring to Moblit, Nanaba, Rico, Ian, The OG Levi Squad and sooooo many others who have given their lives and hearts for humanity.

And if you've read till the end.... I love you haha.

Character opinion bingo!

#ack3rlady.asks #rei.answers #you know you're about to get some verbal diarrhoea from me #but i love it hahaha #you always appreciate my verbal diarrhoea #urgh i love you mrs smith

[postwarlevi]

Masterlist + about me

Hi there! I'm Eliza! This is my first about me and I'll probably update at some point! I'm in my 30s, use pronouns she/her, was born 8/15 making me a Leo (pretty sure that's wrong though haha) and am ISFP-T. English speaking and I'm learning ASL. I joined tumblr to connect with other AOT fans and to share some of my work which I've never done before. I'm generally a bit shy but like interactions. This is a SFW page and though I may read some NFSW stories I don't interact with them much. No offense, just personal reasons. I write mainly for Levi, with some Jean and sometimes others thrown in. There's lots of fluff around here with the occasional angsty piece. A lot is modern AU. While I take suggestions I don't really do requests, mainly because I don't want to disappoint and make sure I feel motivated to give something worthy of the ask. Sometimes I get burned out so I can't promise that. I like other things like classic movies/Disney movies, music from the 50s to today, baking and healthy eating, going to outdoor markets, game shows like Jeopardy, tv shows like The 100, Glee and The Nanny, animal planet, reading, family, napping and staying cool in the heat. I was diagnosed with PCOS at age 16 and though it affects me sometimes I think I'm doing pretty good. If anyone wants to talk about any of those things, I don't have another personal blog at this time so right here if hopefully okay with everyone :)

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WIP LIST

Help me decide what to write next

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Masterlist updated 06/23/22

in order of date written, everything SFW (some slightly suggestive), mainly fluff (will mention if other) mainly Levi, sometimes Jean or friendship centered (will mention if other characters prominent).

Headcanon like format & short scenes

short fic under 1200 words

medium fic 1200 to 3000 words

long fic 3000 to 5000 words

longer fic 5000+ words

series/mini series

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Series/Mini Series

Morning Aura post it note series

The Captains Kids scenarios

...always ongoing...

Just Call Me Dad story collection - Complete!

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Precursor to Silence (deaf OC) (fluff, angst, hurt comfort)

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Prologue draft

Ballroom draft

...entire series to come...

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Iris (fluff, angst, hurt comfort)

in order of timeline

Untouchable

Iris

...3 more planned parts to come...

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Aura (short)

Afternoon tea

Later, Levi

Wingman (f. Jean)

Farmers Market

Chaise

Star Seeker

Apple a Day

Milkshakes (texting f Jean and friends)

Summer Squash and Slipper Socks

Scary Movie

Happy Halloween (f JCS group and dad Levi)

Fall Festival (f cadets/vets)

Fall Festival II (f cadets/vets)

With You (angsty?)

Misunderdancing (f Jean)

Happy Thanksgiving

Pretty Beautiful (f Jean)

Snowfall

Saturday Skates (f cadets/vets)

Tabby

Secret Santa

Mistletoe (f Jean, Eren, other cadets)

Santa Levi (f cadets/vets, Gabi and Falco)

Happy Christmas/Merry Birthday (f JCS group and dad Levi)

One Night Only intro (f Jean)

One Night Only/Happy New Year pt 1 (f Jean, Mikasa, others)

The Morning After/Happy New Year pt 2 (f Jean)

PCOS (slight hurt/comfort)

Beach Sunrise

Weary (slight angst/hurt/comfort)

Rest (short)

Happy Valentines Day (f surprise character)

Wild Kingdom

Haircut (short)

Grocery Shopping

Happy Easter (f dad Levi)

Mother's Day (f Kuchel)

I Hope You Dance

Arise

Safe Travels

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24 Hours (Eren x reader f other 104th cadets)

Starting Now (Jean x reader f Connie and Sasha)

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Levi Short Scenes shorts that don't quite go on masterlist

Inspired By asks or answers added to with other writers (most Levi x reader)

Unassigned Character Shorts unnamed character shorts

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Multiple Character Headcanons

Vacation Spots

Reality Shows

Olive Garden order

Kids Electric Cars

Kids Disney movies

Hockey Players/Awards

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Self-ship tag game (ongoing- come join!)

January 31st

February 6th casual date

February 14th Valentines

March 27th spring date

April 4th domestic acts

May 1st mornings

#masterlist #about me #eliza writes #if somethings missing #let me know #i'd love to update my masterlist but i cannot edit this post at of 7/1 however i can add tags #one day it'll get fixed or i'll redo the whole thing #which i don't want to do

[anenbylittlepotato]

What are the reactions of the demon brothers to MC's pet bunny who gives bunny kisses to the brothers?

Aww, this is so cute! 🥺

The Demon Bros with MC's Pet Bunny

Lucifer

When he first sees MC's bunny he just groans. He has to take care of a human and a bunny now?! Why doesn't Diavolo tell him these things?!

He just sighs and takes a moment to make peace with the fact that he'll just have to buy bunny food for the next year... Right...?

NOPE. Turns out taking care of a bunny is much more work than it seems, as MC explains to him. Great...

So uh... Yeah, safe to say that he has nothing but burning hatred for this bunny at first. Stop causing him so much more work dammit.

But honestly, who could conceivably stay mad at a bunny for long? They're so round and soft and fluffy and adorable. Even Lucifer, the almighty himself, isn't immune to a bunny's charms.

Eventually, the tiny little thing grows on him. He never lets any of his brothers see, but he'll occasionally slip the bunny a little treat or two, and sometimes he'll set the bunny on his desk while he works so he can reach over and pet her occasionally. And one time when he was sitting on the couch while his brothers were away and he was so stressed out to the point that he was almost tempted to bash his head against a wall, the little thing came up to him and just??? Puts her tiny little paws on his foot??? And looked up at him with those big round eyes, nose twitching and ears perked??? Almost like she was concerned for him??? Oh, he's in love. Now every time he's stressed out like that, he seeks out your bunny for comfort.

But then??? One day??? The bunny??? Gives him little bunny kisses??? Oh, he melts. This man is fucking putty. He's weak.

Please, this man loves your bunny. But of course, he never shows it around his brothers. And he rarely shows it around you. It's just a him and the bunny thing. No one else needs to know.

Mammon

The moment this man sees your bunny for the first time he's in love. Love at first sight is real, my dudes.

But she's just so??? Small??? And round??? And fluffy??? And cute??? How could you NOT love such a thing, honestly?

He still complains when he has to take care of you, but he's still really excited about your bunny.

This man,,, spoils the hell out of your bunny. He's constantly smothering her with love, and he constantly gives her little treats and gives her carrots and lettuce and any little snacks that she likes. And he lets her up on the couch and he holds her in his lap. He's adopted your bunny. That's his bunny now.

And when the bunny gives him little bunny kisses? He's dead. His heart spontaneously combusts right then and there. He didn't think he could love this bunny any more than he did, but then it happened. Please, bunny, you're going to be the death of him.

He definitely doesn't let his brothers see how much he loves this bunny though. He knows they would endlessly hound on him for it.

Leviathan

Honestly? He's definitely not very fond of your bunny when he first sees her. Sorry, but he's much more privy to reptilian and aquatic animals. Land mammals aren't really his thing.

They're just so... Weird to him, honestly. Those big weird eyes, the fact that they're completely covered in fuzz as if they're a moldy piece of food, their weird nails and their weird little noses. They freak him out.

So yeah, definitely not a fan of the bunny. He avoids her at all costs. Every time the bunny comes near him or touches him in any way, he's immediately in his demon form and leaps to the other side of the room, moving faster than anyone's ever seen him move in his life. Get that thing away from him-

His brothers find this so damn amusing. Especially Mammon. Mammon constantly pulls pranks on Levi that involve the bunny (though, of course, bunny-safe pranks, he doesn't want it getting hurt-) and teases him relentlessly about it.

One day you go over to Levi and gently try to convince Levi to at least try to bond with your bunny. It takes a lot of convincing and bribing, but he finally agrees. So you take him over to the bunny and sit down in front of her with him. Levi is shaking like a fucking leaf as you grab his arm and hold it out to the bunny. He jumps and lets out a small yelp as the bunny steps forward to sniff his hand. And he's whimpering and shaking when the bunny moves even closer to him and???? Climbs into his lap??? He's he is frozen with fear at this point. He doesn't know what to do, MC, help him. When you tell him the bunny likes him, he just really shook. It likes him??? A yucky, gross otaku like him???

And then, when it gives him bunny kisses???? MC has to explain what it's doing but when he understands he's just??? In shock.

There's no way he could hate the bunny after that. He finds solidarity with the bunny after that.

Satan

Satan is a cat person, through and through. However, this absolutely does not mean he'll stick up his nose to other furry, four-legged friends. Quite the contrary, he likes them too. Make no mistake, cats are and always will be his go-to, but that he still likes other animals too. He's flexible with his love.

So, safe to say, when he sees your bunny, he gets quite excited. Are you gonna help him annoy Lucifer, little girl? Are you?

He's also really excited to use all of his reading knowledge to help take care of the bunny. He knows exactly what the bunny needs and helps you pick out the things that would be best for her.

Sometimes, when he's reading, your bunny will walk up to him and, without looking up from his book, he'll reach over and gently stroke her ears. Though he has to keep the bunny out of his room because she loves to nibble the books.

He doesn't really care about letting his brothers know he likes the bunny. He's not embarrassed by his love of animals.

Asmodeus

He adores your bunny. She's just so cute! Though don't put her on him, it'll get hair on his new outfit!

This man takes so many Devilgram pics of and with this bunny. His fans love her! And he even gets cute little outfits for her! And he grooms her soft fur and gives her cute little bows! One day he tried to give her a bath, not knowing the dangers. Luckily, MC and Satan managed to stop him before it was too late. Please don't bathe your bunnies in water unless your vet tells you to, it's very bad for them

Seriously tho, this man gives your bunny some little bunny spa days. He pampers your bunny. Asmo, please, she doesn't need her nails painted, she's a bunny. And did... Did you seriously put cucumbers on her eyes??? She's gonna eat them-

But when she gives him bunny kisses? Oh, she's so cute, oh my goodness! He absolutely has to get as many pictures of this moment as he can! It's just too precious not to post all over Devilgram! His fans are going to adore this!! And he was right, too, as it ends up being one of his most popular posts.

And he's never been shy about showing his affections toward you around others why would he be shy about showing affection to your bunny?

Beelzebub

When he first saw her, he may or may not have thought about eating her-

But don't worry, he managed to resist.

Honestly, he doesn't really mind the bunny too much aside from the occasional thought about eating her. He never really pays much attention to her at first except when he's really hungry.

But as he gets closer to you and starts spending more time with her in turn, and he comes to like her. She's really cute. Just like you!

Sometimes she'll come up to him while he's eating and he'll drop her the occasional leaf or carrot piece. And she really likes to crawl into his lap and just peek out at everyone. And he really likes to touch her soft fur. Sometimes the bunny follows him around. I think she feels safest with him out of all of the brothers. Which... Fair enough, honestly.

And when she gave him bunny kisses? Oh, the little large pure boi was so happy and excited. MC, look, she likes him!! Are you looking, MC?

He's never been the most secretive when it comes to his feelings, so he doesn't really mind showing affection to the bunny around his brothers.

Belphegor

Haha, he's in the attic what are you talking about-

Nah, nah, jk, he still sees your bunny after he's out of the attic.

And honestly, he's chill with her. He literally doesn't care that much.

Though he does like how soft her fur is... Do you wanna be one of his nap buddies, little bunny?

Apparently, the answer is yes because whenever Belphie is taking a nap, she hops over and makes herself comfortable beside him. Hey, he's not complaining one bit. She's soft and that's all that matters. Actually, whenever the bunny wants to sleep, she wanders over to Belphie and settles down beside him. She seems to see him as just as much of a good nap buddy as he does to her.

And when she gives him little bunny kisses? Honestly, he's more surprised than anything. He does think it's cute, sure, but he kinda just blinks at her a few times in surprise. Then he chuckles a little and pets her head.

And this man couldn't possibly care less about showing affection towards the bunny around his brothers. He gives zero fucks.

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That took way longer to write than it should have. It probably would have been done faster if I had the ability to not procrastinate 😔

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me writing #obey me headcanons

[arabnico]

You’re one of my favourite pjo blogs out there! I was wondering if you had any Nico and Hazel sibling headcanons?

thank you so much 🥺💕 and of course!!!

- they are both trans and gay thank you <3

- they are very short because they’re underworld kids and also nico with malnutrition and disordered eating. i also think they’re both chubby <3 gaining weight as a sign of healing my beloved

- hazel is the first person nico willingly comes out to and nico is a little nervous despite everything and it goes like “i used to have a crush on percy” and she’s like “oh haha that’s cool i used to have a crush on reyna funny heh XD” and nico is like ???????? system shut down

- nico is super curious by nature and hazel is an average having fun enjoyer so on their mission to discover all things modern they decide they want to microwave everything they can get their hands on and see what happens. most of the list constitutes of “it explodes!!”s but they keep trying because you never know <3

- hazel is kinda really into astrology (rachel is a bad influence) and nico has no clue about any of it so it’s just like “you are so hopelessly dreamy i know you’re a libra moon and a pisces venus but this is pushing it nico” / “you feel like criticism is a direct insult because chiron’s in your sixth house” “uh i don’t really know about that haze i’m pretty sure he’s in archery practice right now ://”

- they both have rheumatoid arthritis

- hazel studies animal science with an equine science minor to become a vet or something #lesbiansinstem and nico is obviously very supportive but you know <3 from a distance <3 because him and most animals do Not get along

- like the only animals who don’t act weird around nico are cats and turtles you know they don’t fear death. they both have cats and nico has a tortoise too 🥰

- they make “back in my day” jokes too much and no one finds them funny except each other they think they are hilarious they don’t care about everyone else like your memes are incomprehensible and you think you can dictate humor??

- every time they see each other no matter how long or little it’s been they literally Bury themselves in a hug like they will just linger in that embrace like that smiling really big they miss each other a lot ok!!!

- they both love art and use it as a form of self expression hazel likes painting and drawing and she gets nico on it too (he likes using pastels especially) but what he enjoys more is photography partly because he always distrusts his memory and is scared of forgetting so just capturing the moment in any way is important to him

- also what i’m sayings is there are a lot of developed film photos of hazel and him hung in their cabin at chb

- they like doing each others’ hair like an excuse to spend time with each other also there’s this soft intimacy in that that just kills me

- also in arabic there’s this chant that originates from مصلاوية (north mesopotamian arabic) and it’s a song you sing while you’re doing someone else’s hair (يا ماشطة مشطيها, meaning “oh you who combs, comb her”) and nico hums it every time <3

- both of them has rocky relationships with their pasts so like when hazel goes to new orleans again for the first time after everything nico goes with her just as a support and same thing with nico when he goes back to venice and the sham. they hang out sometimes together there randomly too after it becomes easier <3

- they can like. Get each other immediately. i’m talking telepathic communication like they glance at each other one second and it’s like *brain connection meme*

- co-presidents of the “fuck hades” club they absolutely despise him and they don’t see any use in hiding it <3 i think nico was struggling with feeling like he was obligated to forgive him for everything he’s done but like realizing how terribly he treated hazel he’s like you know what. screw that actually. worst being on the planet

i could go on forever about them but <333

#thank you for the ask and for being so nice 🥺💕 #i haven’t done hcs in so long phew i forgot i do not know how to be concise #nico di angelo #hazel levesque #underworld siblings #headcanons #og #asks

[pine-lark]

Ooh trap him somewhere either very hot or very cold?? :D

Oh.

Oh.

This is a perfect excuse to write an old daydream from my childhood. Well, there's two-- Arion on a grill and Arion in a box. I chose the box for this one but I may be tempted to write the grill at some point. I haven't written The Box before now because it doesn't exactly... fit with the plot of the actual story, but I mean...

Alternate Rescue AU, coming right up, Anon. (Also sorry I'm like, infinitely late haha. School threw me into a hell pit and I've been recovering. I'm back now ((though I'm not sure for how long, things might change in a week or two... we'll see.)) For now, I'm working on a lot of Arion stuff that will hopefully pop up within a few days! Cheers!)

CW: Tiny whumpee, some blood, cold/hypothermia symptoms (duh), cages/referenced captivity, briefly implied forced nudity from said captivity, brief reference to a past fever and resulting vomiting, referenced/implied physical abuse, water/rain/storms/being submerged in/splashed with water, thoughts of dying (of the "I might die" and "Am I dead?" and wishing to be put out of misery type), crying, (thinking about) needles, short (kind of) graphic description of a bird being run over, brief religion references

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His legs still ache from running.

Arion sits in the cardboard box he found on the side of the road, huddled in the corner, shivering in the dark. Although he tries to clamp his jaw shut and stop it, his teeth chatter and his shoulders quiver. It feels like the frozen autumn air has grasped him entirely in icy claws that shake him violently in an inescapable grip. It reminds him of being trapped in Heston’s hand, shaken, body tossed in every direction until his head pounded and his eyes watered.

It’s colder outside than it used to be in the garage. But it’s better out here. No one can hurt him here.

As long as they don’t find him.

He rubs his hands over the goosebumps on his arms, hoping to warm them up and calm down the wild pain buried deep in his skin. As he does so, blood smears along the path he touches. It’s still gently creeping out of the series of cuts etched into his forearms. With it, the image of Heston’s glinting eyes surfaces in Arion’s memory. He buries his head in his shaking knees with a wet sniff. But he’s done it, he reminds himself. He’s escaped. Finally. Chewed through rope, slipped through an unlocked door. Heston's gone. For now.

Please, please don’t come looking for me.

A dog barks somewhere in the distance. He jumps. It sets off an echo of shivers all the way down his spine as his hair stands on end.

A raindrop falls on the cardboard roof. Then another, and another. Thunder claps harshly overhead.

Arion shuts his eyes tight, bites back the frustrated tears welling up at the corners of his eyes. He curls up tighter, hugging himself, doing all he can to keep any scrap of heat he has close to his body. A storm might just do it. Might just kill him. A storm means wind. Freezing wind. And freezing rain. The last thing he needs right now is rain. It can’t rain. He presses his body closer to the cardboard wall, knowing it might not be standing there much longer if it rains.

And it does. It pours.

He sees the rain splash into the road before him. The storm swiftly grows. It’s ferocious and feral and cruel. The temperature around Arion drops. His tiny body shakes uncontrollably, as if it weren’t his own. It reminds him of the terrifying fever he had, long ago, in the confines of his red cage just weeks after being taken from his home. He’d been throwing up and twitching and having the most horrible, vivid dreams (on the occasions that both Heston and the illness let him sleep). The fits of shivering drove him mad, the endless teeth-chattering and flashes of uncomfortable warmth and sticky sweat made him feel even worse. It's like that, he thinks. Except, now, as he shivers, he’s unbearably cold.

An involuntary whine fights its way out of him. When he swallows, his throat feels stiff and achy. Snot runs profusely down his lips and no amount of wiping it away with his bleeding arms is helping it slow. Water has thoroughly and entirely drenched the cardboard, at this point. Has crept through the floor and the walls, and, gradually and persistently, has started to drip through the sagging ceiling. For a moment, Arion remembers he has toes, and that they’ve been numb for awhile now. Actually, now that he’s thinking about it, his feet haven’t felt like anything either, and when he tries to move his fingers, they only twitch. They feel heavy and prickly. He feels prickly all over. Like Heston had shoved a thousand frozen needles into a thousand different places all over his body. It hurts to breathe. There’s no way to get warmer. Nothing to hide under, not even something as decent as clothing. No way to escape, nowhere to run to, even if he had the energy left to try. He lets out a miserable sob.

And then the ceiling falls through, in a blur of collapsing cardboard and splashing waves of water that crash over his head and the rest of his body.

Arion tumbles out of the box, drenched. He coughs up water through jittery movements. For a second, he chokes on a mouthful, and he briefly he thinks he'll never breathe again, before his chest jerks and with another cough, the water falls out of his mouth. He tries to get his arms and legs under him, to stand or even crawl, but his limbs fail him and he crumbles face-first back to the harsh surface below him. The rocks mixed in the road’s tar are sharp. They cut deeply through his nose and cheek and the shoulder that followed his face in the fall. Arion winces against the fresh, sharp pain and the beads of blood that begin to form where he’s been hurt. His breaths come in ragged heaves.

He sniffs. Tears drip from his eyes. He lays helpless in the middle of the little road, in his mind begging to no one that a car doesn’t come along and crush him. Under any other circumstance, he’d love to be put out of his misery. But he’s seen a bird been run over before. Under a truck’s tire. And the memory makes his stomach churn. Flattened face, open stomach, popped like a bubble in a stream.

Briefly, Arion thinks of himself in place of the bird. He thinks of the smear of red underneath his empty, open eyes. He thinks of the way the headlights might look as they would suddenly appear right in front of him. The horrid, mind-numbing honk of a horn. The image he creates in his mind of those headlights, his last moments, is vivid. It’s so vivid that he thinks it might be real, or maybe hypothermia is setting in and beginning to ruin his mind.

It’s just his imagination, he thinks.

And then he smells exhaust from a car.

And the screech of brakes.

And for a second, whilst his body is numb and bright white light is all he can see, he thinks he might be dead.

“I swear, if I keep stopping my car for every mouse that sits in front of it, I’m never going to get anywhere.”

That voice drifts from the car stopped in front of him.

Not dead, then.

Almost, he thinks.

“Can’t help it though. What else am I supposed to do, run them over? Just vet instincts, I guess. Huh, Jasper.” There’s a meow in response. Arion’s breath hitches. The voice says, “Me-ow. I know, I know. I’ll be right back.” A car door shuts. Then there’s heavy wet footsteps. Boots clopping over puddles and asphalt. Panic floods Arion’s chest as a shadow cuts through the blinding white light from the vehicle. The outline of a human lowers, kneels in front of him. His breath stops. His mind goes blank.

“What…”

A moment passes. Something touches him. He flinches hard, but trying to run isn’t an option. His body is completely, entirely, wholly exhausted and far too numb to move more than flailing back a couple inches.

“Oh, geez, that’s-- not a mouse. Okay.” Her head turns in a way that Arion can see her face. A young woman with red hair, watching him with a warm but frantic gaze. “Okay. Okay okay. Oh, God, you’re injured pretty bad, little buddy. Your arms are all… cut up. That’s not good. Um.”

Arion stares blankly ahead. Suddenly, freezing to death isn’t something he feels like putting too much effort into avoiding.

“Okay. Here’s what we’ll do,” the girl continues. “I’m gonna bring you into my car where I can see you better, alright? Then I can help you. It’s gonna be okay. Here. I’m picking you up now, ‘kay?”

The feeling of a warm hand washes over his body. It’s both terrifying and incredibly welcome. The sting of cold seems to seep out of his skin, albeit very slowly. Quickly, though, burning prickles replace whatever comfort the touch brought him.

“Oh, you’re freezing, little guy. You must have been out here for a long time. That can be really dangerous… I’m glad I found you. I’ll get you all warmed up in the car.”

Arion whimpers against the hands that carry him to somewhere warmer, where he hears the faint, deep sound of a large beating heart. For a second, he wonders if this is God. And then the car door opens and creaks, and the girl curses under her breath, and Arion remembers he’s an atheist.

Still, as the stinging in his warming skin subsides, the warmth of her hands starts to feel… nice. If his mind were still intact (instead of shattered into vague, useless fragments as it is now), Arion would have done anything and everything to get away from any human or other predatory beast in sight. But with his head swimming, he leans into her touch, and compliantly accepts the soft feeling of some kind of cloth being wrapped all around him.

Words are spoken to him, but he can’t listen. To him they sound broken up and blurry as the insistence of sleep becomes more desperate in the back of his mind. As he gets warmer, his muscles relax, and his eyes get droopy. His vision darkens, and the girl’s voice hushes.

Just before he drifts off into a far overdue, deep and restful sleep, he thinks to himself, vaguely, that he hopes this human is different. He hopes that when he wakes back up, it won’t be in another cage.

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[tundrainafrica]

Hi. An AOT fan here. Can I ask you a question regarding chapter 132?

You see, this question is stuck in my mind and I need someone to talk about it or give opinion to it. I read your metas and other explanations about AOT that's why I believe you will give me the best answer. It's about the scene where Hange is about to sacrifice themselves for the Alliance. Hypothetically, do you think Levi would've trade places with Hange? Do you think he is willing to die just to let them live? Why do you think he let them go instead? From the looks of it, he isn't in best condition to fight because of his injuries and an injured soldier in the battle is a suicide. He could've said to Hange, "Live, survive. I'll be the one dying instead because of my condition. " I'm not implying anything. Levi is one of my favorite characters aside from Hange and the vets. I do not wish any ill will on the character. It's just my curiosity trying to find answer.

I hope you will notice me. Your opinion is highly appreciated. Thank you in advance.

Hello anon,

Thank you for the question!

Sorry for the REALLY late reply. I’m still alive haha. I just got out of quarantine, I fixed my schedule and got through the hardest of the Levihan week prompts so I am here to stay (ish.)

Also, to be completely honest, my memory of canon is bordering hazy now because I am just trying to forget as much of canon as I can so I can have a pretty fresh experience of Seaosn 4 Part 2.

Before we answer the questions though, let’s try to answer the question of “Why Levi didn’t trade places with Hange?” This is actual deep into meta territory already so we will never have a clear answer as to why Levi wouldn’t have taken Hange’s place and will have to settle for speculation.

in canon, maybe it just didn’t cross his mind. Maybe Yams just conveniently wanted Hange dead. As simple as that.

As Levihan fans though, we naturally wanna put more meaning into Levi and Hange’s relationship and if we do wanna headcanon that 126 and 132 really meant there was a bond between Levi and Hange then for sure, Levi must have considered trading places with Hange right?

If he did, what would have stopped Levi from doing it?

Responsibility over Relationships: These two have already proven to be very dedicated soldiers. It looked like in the last chapter that Levi had some understanding that since he was an Ackerman he would be immune to most of that titan magic. Maybe even if just a bit, I think Levi was aware that he would be playing a crucial role in the final battle and he knew he might be the one that would have to kill Zeke. It’s not too far fetched to believe that Levi made the most pragmatic choice given both their capabilities and their roles in the war and that was to let Hange go.

His Own Perception of Himself: I’m sure most people would say Levi is so overpowered he would have been able to fight the titans even with two missing fingers and all his injuries. Levi’s perception of himself may be a little different though. He might have believed that he would have been too injured or too exhausted to have put up a better fight than Hange. Given the urgency, someone really needed to take down the titans to buy them time. Hange was perfectly healthy, she has the combat skills and was obviously the better choice between the both of them, at least according to Levi.

Out of respect for Hange:

“I want to look as cool as possible up there.”

I always headcanoned that Hange saw that sacrifice as compensation and a way to absolve herself of the mistakes she believes she has made as commander. They were in the middle of the war, and if Levi considered pragmatically, the situation, the fact that they couldn’t lose any of the titan shifters either and the fact that Hange would not AT ALL have wanted to sacrifice any of her own soldiers, he would let her go anyway.

We could even speculate that Hange blamed herself for Floch’s betrayal. She could have also seen that sacrifice as a way of her making up for not managing the cadets properly in the first place which eventually may have led to Floch dissenting. It was also Floch after all who shot the tank and delayed the departure in the first palace. Hange may have though buying them time was the most direct way she could make up for whatever mistakes she made with causing the split of the survey corps and of course, Floch's face heel turn.

To answer your actual question:

Hypothetically, do you think Levi would've trade places with Hange? Do you think he is willing to die just to let them live? Why do you think he let them go instead?

If circumstances were different, Levi would have most likely done it.

I think Levi choosing to trade places with Hange wouldn’t have been the most logical and the smartest move but given my own interpretation of Levi's personality, I think he would have wanted to do it.

Levi had never acted on desire though and he never had a particularly strong hero complex. He generally tends to act based on what he sees is the most logical move.

If the stakes weren’t too high, if moves didn’t have to be made carefully, if it wasn’t a losing war where they had to consider their resources carefully, maybe Levi would have traded places with Hange. I think in the end, given their larger goal, Levi decided to make a decision pragmatically, similar to how he dealt with Erwin’s sacrifice.

And his choice to consider the majority is a very Levi thing to do.

I actually wrote a one shot on Levi sacrificing himself instead of Hange. You can find it here.

#levihan

[onlyhereforangst]

WWR

this may be my latest one (aside from those that never saw the light of day), but sorry life calls sometimes. enjoy the rollercoaster of emotions at the end 😘

Oh Carl, poor Carl. How on earth is he going to survive with Nick? 🤣 Honestly though, Jack so sneaky with her therapy despite being halfway across the globe. I love McGee’s “obviously she thinks you need it Nick” because HAHA nail on the head right there Timmy, he definitely needs it. Needs it to prove to himself a living thing can depend on him and he won’t let it down. 

They clearly still don’t believe in personal space, Nick does NOT need to get that close to look at a simple picture of a body on the camera 👀 broooo you so hooked on her she’s like a magnet pulling you in. Alsooooo them both officially switching to first names even in the field is so key. They might not even realize they’re doing it but at the same time they’re so (relatively) comfortable in their feelings of each other that they’ll say it in front of everyone, no qualms about it. I will also never get tired of hearing Nick call her Ellie. For someone so closed off initially, to now have slowly grown to call her on a first name basis when not a single other soul (sans Toby apparently) gets that sort of treatment 🥺😍 Plus he’s teasing her about food just slightly and it’s like old times again. Ellie getting back into her foodie status is perfect, thank you NCIS for finally giving us that. 

Were back to Carl and I’m chuckling at Nick’s worry for killing it. That is all, it’s hilarious like Gibb’s creepy laugh. 

Ok and now it’s Nick almost making fun of Ellie again, just barely and then he just…listens to her 😩 he just says, oh shit she’s really into this and borderline obsessed and I think that’s actually really f-ing adorable so let me just quietly take this all in because I can’t get enough of this woman and when she’s excitedly rambling about something I’m just going to soak it in because she doesn’t do this often so instead of teasing let me just look, listen and smile like the idiot in love that I am. He’s even kind of holding back a smile when she corrects herself about Kosmic vs Killer Korn. Like goddamn this woman does things to my insides even when she’s just talking about corn and poking me with her finger. Also we’re back to Nick taking a step back and letting Ellie take lead with questioning the food truck people- I love that he respects her so hard that he’ll follow her lead and knows she is a BA with this stuff. 

Some more cute partner stuff as per usual, and I’m sorry Nick do you not have your own computer and desk??? I mean, I don’t mind and I know Ellie doesn’t either but Gould you BE more obvious??? Plus he just nods along when she’s talking because his woman knows what is up y’all and you should listen and bow down. 

Nick calling Fornell, Toby is hilarious to me- such growth. “Emily is finally squared away” FUCK YOU NCIS. FUCK YOU. THE MOST POINTLESS LAZY STORYLINE EVER OKAY. AND I REFUSE TO DIVULGE THIS SHIT MORE BECAUSE IT PISSES ME OFF TOO MUCH. IF THEY DON’T HAVE THIS AS A LARGER PLOTLINE I WILL BE RIOTING. And yes I knew something major was going to happen but good lord that was so unnecessary. I digress. Ellie pondering out loud about Gibbs’ sad personal life and Nick and McGee’s reactions had be ugly cackling. Like dyyyyyyyying. I can’t with her 🤣🤣🤣 she saying what’s everyone is thinking. Nick giving her a little grief is also so perfect for them “yeah you DID say that out loud.”

Ok now to my favorite part, Nick once again following Ellie’s lead and being initially like oh you writing an article ok we’re going with that ok cool. And then Ellie says hold my earrings we getting crazy but at the same time this is rolling off my tongue like I’ve said it a million times and doodled it in cursive in my diary, my HUSBAND and I can help so like you know let us on your truck mister we’re vaccinated anyways. AND NICK I MEAN HIS FACE. The initial surprise of oh no did she *actually* just say that??? Did she??? why yes she did and I’m sorry why do I like the sound of it so much??? What is this bubbling feeling inside my chest of oh damn I would very much like to be her husband and have her babies and have her announce to random strangers on the street that I am hers??? Is this normal? Do I need to call a medic?? Can she say that again is there a reason she would need to? Prove our cover one more time baby, give me a quick kiss, serious it’s for the good of the case. But ok fine no kiss but yeah I’ll roll with this and call you smoothly with your first name and just play into it. I love them both so much in this whole moment. I love them undercover together and just being all cutesy and Ellie’s deepest desires coming out while she’s just you know, investigating the case. 

Ok I am going to completely ignore the reason we are somber in this bullpen in fear of losing my shit again (see above) but we’ll break down the ellick part of it. Nick near her desk because he needs to be by her side even if it’s just her proximity 🥺 And then he takes a long look at Carl before looking at Ellie and man that is poignant even if it seems like just a fish. This living being that he’s been so stressed about keeping alive, realizing he HAS kept it alive. Realizing that he CAN be a person that someone (or a fish) depends on. Realizing he is built for long-term, he is built for the interdependency of a serious relationship. And looking up to Ellie and seeing that need for comfort, for strength, for a person to depend on. He knows her own strength and independence, knows yeah- she could do it on her own if she had to. But he also acknowledges he can be there to help her, he won’t break and he won’t let her down- just like he hasn’t let Carl down. So what does he do? He takes the corn he’d most definitely picked up *before* the news of Emily’s death (and oh good lord is that not the cutest fucking thing? He’d listened to her gush and obsess over Kosmic Korn (and yes if you freeze frame, he got her favorite because he’s observant) and he said, let me take notes, let me get my wife I mean girlfriend I mean partner some corn because it makes her happy, and if I can do even the smallest thing to make her smile goddamnit imma do it. I’m going to show her that any little teasing I give her is for show and I listen and I love this woman enough to go back to Kosmic Korn BY MYSELF—willingly Nick Torres will go back to a food truck—and get this lady some damn corn). But yes he got this before Emily’s death and now not only is it just to make her smile, but it’s a shred of “I hope I can bring you some comfort because otherwise I’m not sure how even though I desperately want to give you comfort.” And Ellie, the small smile of recognition at what Nick did is so sweet. And it morphs into a hesitant, yes corn is great but I really need to feel you, I need to touch you and know you’re still here. Feel you in my arms, feel your chest rise and fall as you breathe me in and I breathe you in. Feel you being alive after all we and this team have been through. McGee might go hug his kids but god I need to hug you Nick. I need to nestle my head even closer to get as physically close to you as possible, feel every inch of your warmth while I wrap my head around how short life truly is. And Nick looking down and stutter slightly at the overwhelming emotion he feels having her in his arms. The peace it brings him and the peace it brings her all-consuming. The realization this is where he was always meant to be and the same to her. How even in a somber moment he’s grateful to be her strength and yet he knows she’s also his strength. That hand that didn’t need to but came up all the same to cradle her head and stroke her hair- holding her head right at his heart. His heart that’s inevitably thumping in his chest for all the right reasons. Pressing her into him, doing everything he can to keep her from shying away and retreating behind those walls they both have. Wrapping his other hand around her upper back, shielding her from the hurt that is the world the best he can. If she never leaves his heart, she can’t be hurt. And he can’t lose her. He’d do anything to never leave that spot, that embrace he so desperately craves and needs. The grounding embrace of finally being in one another’s arms for more than a brief adrenaline-induced second. Neither wanting it to end, and yet knowing it will have to. And honestly I can only picture Nick’s hand still gently brushing her hair as Ellie leans back ever so slightly to look up at him, his warmth still radiating over her as he looks down. Wordlessly they both collect their things to go, never wanting a sound to break that moment. Hands maybe even brushing as they enter the elevator- the unspoken shift between them refusing to be broken if words aren’t muttered. They’re still locked in that embrace if the world stays silent. And that last look of longing at car doors, knowing the moment they step in and drive away it does have to sever- the shift is there but the embrace is split. Both swirling with thoughts as they drive their separate ways home as to where to go next…

Aaaaand then cue a Gibbs-centric episode with trash references to how vets do their job, I’m not bitter. She says as she ruins a sweet emo moment at the end of the wwr with her bitterness 🙄 ANYWAYS I’m gonna leave it with no side notes because honestly I don’t remember any and also it is literally the day of the next episode I’m so terrible at getting this done how do y’all keep waiting for me & reading this trash 😅❤️ 

#ellick #ncis #torres x bishop #wwr #18x09

[tasteofgummies]

I love that dynamic!!! It’s so cool I haven’t seen it done before besides one of my friends!

Could I please request a relationship with Jotaro (3 or 4 I don’t mind which one) He’s my favorite bby and I love him sm I go by she/her pronouns and I’m a animal lover! I’m working to one day go to vet school and get a shit ton of domestic and wildlife degrees so I can work with all animals! I also love music I’m in varsity choir (rip my vocal cords because Christ all mighty it’s a bitch when they make us do extreme shit) I have a pretty low voice for a girl kinda sound like Jirou from my hero academia I also really really love video games I have an addiction lmao I also do archery and fighting!! My personality is WACK when you first meet me I’m extremely aggressive and closed off once I trust you, you see the crack head side of me where I get random bursts of energy and jump around and goof off a bit however I’m usually pretty chill (maybe it’s the anxiety and depression who knows!) I have issues where I need reassurence that people still like me because I always feel like I’m not good enough or that people hate me I have severe anxiety and depression so that’s a part of it. Around my s/o I am really chill they see a side of me where I’m playful but calm I really don’t get aggressive with them (that’s how people tell I have a crush I’m not aggressive to them) unless it’s jokingly I also try and see their likes and dislikes, how they interact with people, etc. I like cuddles I’m not big on PDA tho the most I’ll do is hold your hand or put my head on your shoulder. I’m also 5’7 have short brown hair blue eyes and am dummy thicc to the point I have scoliosis (haha that’s fun). Jesus sorry this was so long holy shit-

Hey! So sorry for how long it took, here finally is 💜

Jotaro x you ✨

•One of his favorites things about you is your love for animals, he finally found a partner to share all of those animal facts, probably once he know about that, info-dump is the first thing he do, so if you want him to stop, tell him, bby doesn't read signs

•He is at first annoyed by you, you are just so aggresive, yet tries to talk to him, he changes his mind all the way when he knows your dream, no one with such pure ambitions can be that bad, and he was right, he found a heart of gold

•Likes your voice, found it calming, and if you are in a long relationship, he will ask you to sing when he has insomnia

•If you want him to play with you, first of all, it's gonna take some effort, and two, he'll be better than you. If you stay quiet, you can hear him whisper "ora ora ora" when he's playing

•Not the best at comforting, but even in his way, he always tell you that you are not hated, but loved

•"Can we cuddle? I brought a dolphin documentary" he says it like that, very direct

•Did you know Star Platinum is amazing doing massages? He'll try to help if you are un pain

•When he's concerned about you, he will... Call her mom asking for tips, he's a little embarassed, but you are the priority

•He sincerely appreciates your efforts to learn about him

•If you are on therapy, he tries to help with the process the most he's able

•"Just in case... You know i love you and you are a valuable person, no?" He's scared he'll lose you too, so sometimes he acts like an abandoned child

•"Is bizarre to know how i end up with you, but the only thing i want is to keep you safe and by my side, i love you t/n"

#jjba #jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #jojo headcanons #jojo jotaro #jotaro headcanons #jotaro kujo #jotaro x reader #jotaro x y/n #jjba jotaro #jotaro joestar #jjba x y/n #jjba hcs #jojo hcs

[kat-n-dog]

Rogue is being SO SO GOOD today and I am unbelievably proud.

He absolutely killed it at the vet. Everyone loved him and went on about how pretty he is (they are correct and he knows it). There were a few other dogs there and he didn't yell at any of them!! (For those who don't know, he had some pretty intense frustration-based reactivity when I got him. We've worked on it a lot!) The vet herself was really impressed with how well-behaved he is and how well he responds to me - I caught her muttering "I wish everyone would work with their dogs like this." Me too queen.

She said his body condition is perfect and that his coat is really nice - overall super healthy! We talked about how often he pants and she said that it doesn't seem that it's indicating that anything is wrong, he's just a high-drive dog who gets #hype and also gets hot easily due to how thick his coat is. Gonna turn the AC up in the apartment and that should help.

I also asked her how old she thinks he is because I've been suspecting he's a bit younger than the shelter estimated him to be. They said he's two years old, but I'd noticed a few behavior things that were more in line with a teenaged dog. Turns out I was right! She said he's almost definitely not two yet, and estimated him to be around a year and a half at most. I feel so validated in my dog knowledge, lol

Afterwards we went pretty much straight to the trail that's near us and walked for about two hours. Tethered him to me and let him go on our 20ft line. It was gorgeous out, and he had so much fun sniffing ALL THE THINGS. We saw lots of people and other dogs and he listened to me around all of them. Held his sits, recalled pretty readily, and did decent with short bursts of heeling.

Quite a few people commented on how well-behaved he was, which made me feel really good about my training haha. He was pretty crazy when I got him but has responded so well to the work I've done with him. I can only take partial credit - he's honestly just a really good boy. 💜

We just finished taking a nice nap in the living room. He came and rested his head on me for pets for a bit when he woke up and now he's just hanging out next to me chewing on his bone. I love him so much.

#long post #sometimes im still in disbelief that i actually have a dog #ive been planning for two years and now it's REAL and i almost can't wrap my head around it #i look at him and im like. whoah. you're MY dog. and you're such a good boy. and we get to go do things together whenever i want #that's so cool #agh #going rogue #mine #dogblr #training #dog training

[idontmeantosoundrudebut]

This is Home (stupid Eretlout oneshot)

Oh hello it is currently 4 am and I've just finished this impulse one-shot about Modern Eretlout haha lol bruh! It's set in Britain by the way, because I'm British and I love my British culture lol! This hasn't been edited by the way so... yeah, it's really bad in my opinion but I need to post some writing because yeah! I'm actually currently working on a long Eretlout fic but I have no idea when/if it'll be finished so haha lol bruh awkward! Oh yeah, warning of abuse and past child abuse and only slightly steamy content, really its just making out and all that!!! haha lol bruh enjoy

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Blood fills his mouth. It drips from his chin, pours from his head, spills from his nostrils.

He opens his red-speckled fist and a tooth lies in the scarlet pool gathered in his palm, it almost looks like gold beneath the glow of the streetlamp that slants into his car. His upper jaw throbs from where he'd yanked out the already loose tooth and he can make out the rivulets of gum-flesh still clinging onto the roots. He stares at it with an unbothered and tired expression.

"Couldn't even punch my tooth outright," He mumbles to himself, opening the glove box and chucking the tooth inside, "Had to yank it out myself,"

It makes a high-pitched clanging sound as it bounces off a half-finished bottle of Captain Morgan and then, silently, it disappears behind the several cigarette cartons that lay piled unceremoniously within (Marlboro Reds, Marlboro Golds, Caramel Blues, Regal Kingsizes, even the odd Mayfair for when he gets desperately low). He reaches a hand inside and rummages through the collection, most of them are empty at this point, he needs to restock and clean out his car, it's been a solid few months since he did that. He shakes a Caramel carton, empty. Another Caramel? Empty. Marlboro Red? Empty. Regal? Ah, lucky day, only half-empty.

A great sigh forces its way through his clogged nostrils and, with the abruptness of a cut artery, blood spatters all over his shirt and along his forearms. His hand freezes mid-air, fingers tight around the bending carton as he blinks slowly, anger simmering beneath his skin because really? Really?! He looks down at his shirt, it was ruined anyway. He'll never get the red out that white, looks like someone's just slit his throat from all the blood that's been pouring down his neck. That table-corner got him good in the head and cut a deep gash just above his eyebrow, the entire right side of his face is crimson with blood and it shimmers in the flickering lamplight.

He bites into the end of the cigarette and lights it with a silver zippo, the flame casting writhing shadows across his blood-spattered hand. The first drag is the best, the first hit to the back of his throat, the first exhale of smoke. Each heartbeat hurts a little less with a little more smoke, a little more tar, a little more death in his lungs.

Snotlout starts the car and drives away. He watches his childhood home disappear around the corner and it feels like goodbye. He can't kind it in himself to be sad about it.

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He parks outside of Eret's house on the edge of the path, walking up to the red door with a tidy black seven nailed on it.

"Oh Snotlout, love, you alright?" Comes a familiar voice and he looks over to see Chantel from next door, wrapped in her dressing gown with a black bin bag clutched in her hands.

Eret's house is tucked in the centre of a row of brick houses, it's the kind of street where everyone knows everyone and everyone knows everything, whether you like it or not. In the last year, Snotlout has gotten to know a lot of people (and a lot of rumours) who live along this here street.

"I'm alright, Chan," He says honestly (because he is alright, it's just a bit of blood and few bruises) and stamps the butt-end of his fifth cigarette in thirty minutes into the cracked path.

"You 'aven't been fighten' again, 'ave you? With those Trapper boys?" Chantel asks severely, a mother of four, she's very intuned to her maternal instincts and even the slightest sign of distress has them flaring up, "It better not be with those Grimborn brothers! I'm telllen' you Snotlout, those two are shady bastards and its best to stay clear of 'em-"

Snotlout lights another smoke, this one from a full carton of Marlboro Red, and spits blood and phlegm onto the grass, tongue prodding the empty socket in his jaw.

"I haven't been fighting, Chan, promise," He reassures her, and that's also true because he didn't fight back at all, it was more of a beat down, "Just a disagreement with my old man, you know how it is,"

Chantel's back straightens like she's been in the army her whole life and she crosses her arms over her chest, red hair wet and shining like blood in the moonlight. Only four of the streetlamps work and they're further down the road, so the road and paths are alight only from the horseshoe moon that hovers amongst the star-filled sky, the black-asphalt gleaming silver. They've been complaints to the council to get them all fixed, but they won't do anything, they never do, they just leave the poor to rot.

She looks like she's about to say something about it, but he shakes his head at her. Instead of telling him to call the police, she says;

"You're bleedin' like a stuck pig all over the place, Lout, people'll gonna be thinkin' that Jack the Ripper is back from the fuckin' dead," He laughs at that and he offers a straight to her, as a thanks for not making a big fuss over finding him bloodied like a murdered boy in the middle of the night, but she shakes her head.

"You're grand, love, I got a pouch this mornin', save 'em for desperate times," Chantel looks him up and down, black eyes near white in the moonlight, "You look like you're in one now,"

Snotlout agrees with her. He waves a hand to bid her goodnight and goes inside. He closes and he turns on the hallway light. The marrow-deep tension in his bones slips away, causing a breath that comes from the very bottom of his tar-clogged lungs to fall from his lips, and his hurting heart finally stops beating against his ribs like a jackhammer as he leans against the front door.

He's safe, he's home. Because this small, shoddy house with its water-stained ceilings and peeling wallpaper and creaking floorboards is home. It's simple and a little broken, but it's home.

"Snotlout?" Eret calls from upstairs, he can see the bedroom light glow up the hallway at the top of the stairs, "That you?"

"Yeah," He takes a generous drag, then exhales slowly, "It's me, sorry I'm late... Went to see my dad, after work,"

Footsteps ring across the house and Eret appears at the top of the stairs, dressed in nothing but a ratty pair of grey jogging bottoms, his terribly handsome torso bare for Snotlout and Snotlout alone to see. He grins proudly around his cigarette at the sight of those hard abbs, those firm pecs, those faint scars, those old gang tattoos. Oh, what a handsome devil he is and Snotlout caught him all on his own.

"Fuckin' Hell, Snotlout!" Eret comes charging down the stairs like a mad horse and Snotlout barely blinks when he comes over to him, large hands gracing over his oozing temple and along his bruising jaw. The touch is very much welcomed.

"What happened? Were you jumped?"

"No, I wasn't fucking jumped-"

"You've lost a tooth!"

"It's in the car, in the glove box, I'll get Gobber to stick it back on,"

"I don't think that's how it works, darlin',"

Eret drags him into the living and posts him on the black vinyl couch. Hookfang, his German Shepherd, immediately bounds over to him and rests his snout on top of Snotlout's knees, wet nose twitching and throat moving with unfurling whines and whimpers. He pets him affectionally between his ears, humming lowly to Hookfang to help ease the old war-vet. Eret goes to snatch the half-smoked cigarette from his fingers, but Snotlout's reflexes are too fast.

"Hey! I'm not done, asshole,"

"Not smokin' in the house is your rule, not mine, I'm just helpin' you out,"

"Fuck that rule, just for tonight, fuck it,"

With a rich laugh, Eret saunters into the kitchen to get the med-kit. But Snotlout saw the concern and anxiety in those dark, earthy eyes and he heard it too in that laugh, it was a little shaky at the end. Hookfang barks at him.

"Easy Hookfang, I'm okay," He barks again, louder, black eyes glistening with fear, "I know pal, there's a lot of blood, but it's okay, I'm okay, soldier," He ruffles the War-dog's neck lovingly, trying to ease Hookfang's unnerved mood and distract him from the blood. It probably brings back bad memories for him.

Eret comes back with the med-kit tucked beneath his armpit and a large bowl of water cradled in his hands. He set it on the coffee table and politely nudges Hookfang out of the way, the Shepherd in turn leaps onto the couch and curls dutifully at Snotlout's side. Such a loyal friend, Snotlout doesn't deserve something as honourable as Hookfang's fidelity.

"Look like a stuck pig," Eret whisper, running a wet dishtowel along the drying river of blood that pours down his face and throat.

"Ha, Chantel said the exact same thing," He chuckles lowly, watching rivulets of watery blood travel down Eret's powerful forearms as he sponges at the blood along his cheek.

"Chantel?" He queries, eyes briefly flickering to meet his.

"Yeah, caught outside just as I was coming in," Snotlout closes his eyes as he lifts his chin so Eret can easily swipe the already stained towel down his throat. It leaves a funny tightness in his gut and a nice shiver ghosts up his spine at the vulnerable display.

"Well, expect the whole street to know by lunchtime tomorrow," Eret replies, then adds, "I mean, I love Chantel to pieces, but by God, she gossips like there is no tomorrow,"

Snotlout nods in agreement, smoking his cigarette and tapping the ash into an ashtray that's always kept on the coffee table, despite his own rule of no smoking in the house. But he's never been good at keeping to the rules, even his own ones. Eret wipes away the twin-tracks of maroon streaking from his nose and begins to wrap the gash above his eyebrow up.

"We'll go to the doctor tomorrow mornin', yeah? Think you might need stitches,"

"Cool," Is his reply, tired and uninterested.

All the blood is finally cleared from his skin. The towel is scarlet. The bowl on the table is no longer a bowl of water, but a bowl of blood. A swathe of bandages is wrapped around his head like a bandana, but there hasn't been any bleed through for a few minutes so Eret looks satisfied (and rather proud) at his nursing work.

After a moment, Snotlout flicks his finished fag into the ashtray and stares into Eret's dark eyes; he's very tired.

"Thanks for patching me up, babe," Snotlout says quietly, not because he doesn't mean it but because he is full of such a sudden exhaustion that it feels well overdue. His head, his brain, needs a good rest or else he's going to start screaming.

"No problem," Eret soothes his large hands up and down Snotlout's thighs, "Now, are you going to tell me what happened?"

Snotlout sighs, big and heavy, hand settling on the nape of Hookfang's neck and running through the dense fur. His heart shudders, his lung quiver, his blood boils, his body doesn't like any of this. Just get it over with, as he did with his dad.

"I told my dad about us. About me... you know, liking guys and all-"

"And he did this to you?" Eret's voice goes low, like a growl of an animal with its teeth bared. Snotlout would be lying if he said it didn't turn him on a bit. Thick fingers curl protectively around his thighs.

"Eret, don't get yourself all riled up about it, okay? It's done. I knew he'd react like this, it's not the first time he's punched me around and called me a faggot, just this time, he actually had a reason to call me one,"

"Yeah, well, it may not have been his first time but it sure as fuck is his last, do you understand?" Eret snarls vehemently, hands moving from his thighs to his hips and sides, Snotlout doesn't even flinch when he accidentally brushes against a forming bruise, "You are never going near him again, Lout, I won't let you be hurt by scum like that,"

Eret's eyes burn. Dark soil and spitting embers in furrowed sockets. The firm frown on his face and the clenching muscles in his jaw, grinding teeth that thirst for a hating man's blood. It's making Snotlout's throat go dry.

"You're hot when you're angry, have I told you that before?" He says lowly and Eret looks at him, vengefulness fading as he takes note of the wanton look in those pale eyes.

"You may have mentioned it once or twice,"

They breathe on each other's lips, tempting, waiting for the first one to move. Hookfang books it upstairs, sensing the heady change in the air.

Eret pushes Snotlout back onto the couch and crawls carefully over him, their lips immediately locking in a wet and obscene kiss that stretches on and on forever. Snotlout moans as Eret forces his tongue down his throat, golden hands skimming beneath his shirt and touching the tender flesh beneath in a skilled and teasing way that drives him mad. They make out for a while, dominating each other's mouths with vigour and gusto till their breathless and sweating.

The bloodied shirt is pulled over his head and Eret stills above him when he sees the black and blue bruises that bloom along his ribs and chest and stomach, even Snotlout gazes at them with morbid curiously. Fuck, his dad got him more than he realised. Not that it matters.

"I'll kill him, Snotlout, I'll kill him," Eret promises in a snarling growl and Snotlout wraps his arms around his shoulders, drawing him down so he can mumble against his lips;

"I know, but fuck me first,"

Of course, Eret complies.

Later, tangled in a mass of sweaty limbs and exhausted desires, Snotlout knows that he'll be okay. With his head on Eret's chest, he closes his eyes and sleeps because he's home, home has always been in those dark eyes, in those large hands, in those warm arms. Home has always been here.

Eret, a wanderer for most of his life, a lost man at sea who was bound for dirty work, has finally found a place to set loose his anchor. Snotlout is home, is the harbour he'll always be homebound to. He'll protect his Snotlout because who is he but a wanderer without his home.

#snotlout whump #Snotlout #eret son of eret #eretlout #fanfic #httyd fanfiction #this is crack

[allexteriordark]

Can I just ask why you're so interested in the john/dean dynamic? I just never found it interesting, John wasn't in the show enough for me to grow an interest, so I'd like to hear it from your pov :)

@ghost-go-roasty-mctoasty let me start off by saying i cannot possibly explain or phrase this in a way that's better than what others have said.... refer to nikki fearlastyear and bug familyhorror for real 🥴 but i get that you're asking why i'm like this so

i'm gonna put a read more since i'm incapable of being succint. i just rambled on and you'll have to take it because that was enough time spent on this. and like, i might not be satisfied, might not feel like i conveyed what i wanted to, but i don't feel like i can pull anything better out of myself lol and that's okay

and the answer, the relationship i have with my dad is certainly something and i'm projecting 💗 no but the key to dean and john is that a lot of it is off-screen. we're told about the night azazel paid a friendly little visit, about john being a vietnam vet, an ex-marine who just wanted to settle down, about sam and dean's childhood, about dean's problems with identity and self-worth. the show tells us a lot of things about them, just not outright. a lot can be deduced imo!!

the appeal is this: dean was devoted to his father, served him as well as he could, idolized him, despite john being absent and despite how he treated his sons. like,, john was his god. (i don't see this kind of intense devotion often in media when it comes to fathers - or it doesn't do it for me?? why i latched onto them probably has something to do with john's character. anyway,)

i feel like i was shown enough of john to... find him interesting enough to make me think about him and how he raised his boys? from very early on, john was dean's hero. as @familyhorror said, the night mary died intertwined their lives, not just because trauma, but because from that point on they were sharing this mission: protect sam, avenge mary and the sanctity of family.... i'm interested in dean's space in this family, in this unit, when the three of them were together (especially with me having a shitty family like i had to raise my sister and protect her from my parents sometimes. relatability points!!)

i wonder how dean and john operated when sam, the disobedient son, the one who didn't put family first, left them. that was a shared pain, shared betrayal to an extent. and from when sam left to when john went missing, it was just the two of them. that's all dean and john had 🥴 i'm probably definitely underestimating how many friends and acquaintances john had (pastor jim was definitely in the picture from early on..) but the stanford years couldn't be insignificant!! their relationship must have intensified. so they were sergeant and soldier, but also john, broken man on a revenge mission, and dean, his only true companion and provider of comfort.... tugging at john's coat when he was sad (above the clouds of pompeii by bear's den is actually about them just so everyone knows) and telling his dad it'll be okay after he came home from a hunt. dean did that, when he was small o_o i doubt he stopped wanting to care for his dad

sam wasn't elevated to the level in the family dean was elevated to. because dean's the oldest. the parent's supposed to provide the comfort, children can't possibly make good friends for their parents, no matter how much the parent needs a supporter. "i put too much on your shoulders, i made you grow up too fast. you took care of sammy, you took care of me" !!! dean turned into his dad's partner, in a way, because john needed one. total coincidence that my mom also thinks i can care for her like a friend and forgets that i'm her daughter ahaha <3

with mary dead, someone also needed to do the tasks traditionally assigned to like, the mom. i just doubt john always did the laundry and cleaned up when there was a mess and acted as a health care provider and did the dishes, it makes more sense to me that he passed most of the khmm ""duties of a mother"" off to dean... i mean. john definitely didn't do a lot for the comfort of his boys, in the name of nurturing them.... but dean had a baby brother, he had to make things better for his brother, i feel like when john left a spot empty, when something wasn't done, he stepped in. sometimes. this doesn't mean dean was a good wife replacement or that he was the only one who cooked or anything like that lol i'm just saying that dean definitely took on more responsibility than a kid's supposed to and his relationship with his father existed mostly so john's needs would be met. he wasn't just a son to john, that's what i think of them

also once sam left i think john could just, pull dean even deeper, have him be more obedient, on the same page as john - i'm doing this for your perfect angel of a mother and for family and for sammy, i'm doing this to you for your own good, because the world is a dark place and i love you so much. and isn't it interesting, dean thinking the abuse is justified? that john was right to leave them to go on hunts and to move them from motel to motel, eradicating any chance of connection they could've had outside of family and any chance of feeling like they have a home? and of feeling safe.. that's another thing: when dean's a kid all he knows is something killed his mom, there's monsters out there, but dad's gonna make it better :) of course he clung to a perfect image of his father and he stayed with john and modeled himself after his dad. (of course that's interesting to me)

dean loved like his father, learned love from him, because he learned everything else from him too actually, and he became his father. isn't that level of devotion insane. i don't just mean the music, the jacket, the car, or the lifestyle, or the alcoholism and violence later on, i mean more like, the very foundations of who dean is. his morals, his being is based on john. so his entire life his father never left him :) there's something religious about this, and also something that reminds me of platonism: john being the idea of absolute good and true, that dean wants to take inside himself,,, as much of john as possible. he could never be good and heroic enough though (the american hero he was trying to measure up to is like. not real ofc). dean sold his soul for sam, even though that's what john did for him and it was a terrible burden, to be saved, through sacrifice, but he couldn't help it :) and he comes back from hell and is told that his father lasted longer, could withstand more, he'll never be the hero john was.

so, the abuse was passed on (dean violating sam's autonomy because he can't live without sam, and, other stuff like that. i couldn't list everything dean did that was fucked up <3) and the selling your soul for your family, for your kid, was passed on!! horrific, turning into your parent and fucking someone up the same way they fucked you up. i'm very compelled by the winchester family and what they do to each other, because, that's family, to me at least, it's horrendous and the only thing that matters :/

and this is the part where i talk about my dad 🤪 so get this: i fucking hate him. i despise him, i want him dead, the intensity of it scares me. he turns me into something ugly! i can't forgive him and there's really nothing to salvage here, in what i have with him, and i've thought about it a lot. for a while i thought, okay, then i just let him go, see, it's done, i don't care about him, no more pain!! he's nothing to me he can't hurt me! but then turns out that i can't do that, because now that he's dead to me, i have to mourn him. i can't let go, family doesn't work like that! haha silly me!

so i miss the father i never had, and will never have, so much. it's worse that i have no connection to him, in a way, than if it was a love-hate thing. i think it makes sense that i'd latch onto dean winchester's intense connection to his father. i'm envious as fuck :)) <3

i hope you got a bit of a look into what compels me about dean and john. if you have any questions though, if something wasn't clear, i'm happy to explain anything!!

#someone could totally be compelled by dean n john if they had a similar relationship with their dad #or if they took up the same place in their family as dean did. eldest sisters calling themselves dean-coded and stuff #that's not me though 🥴 #dean & john #rambles #ask

[khorren]

Fae's guide to Mad King's Lab.

Warning: Contains Opinions of a crispy 8 year vet who just wants everyone to have fun <3. It's a fun place, really! Bad groups make the baby Fae cry :(

First things first

Class to bring: Pick something mobile, tags a lot of things, and above all, mobile. Last year you'd see thieves and mesmers a plenty. Engies work too! Flamethrower and jump boots. Whee. A mediocre thief (that's me!) should have no problem with 500-600 bags an hour. If you're getting around a stack per half hour, you're doin' great. Even if you're getting a stack in an hour, that's cool. As long as you're having fun. You don't have to be OpTimAL on a damn festival farm.Just throwing out some numbers here!

Magic find! Go to your guild hall, and get the magic find buff from the tavern. Remember all those banners you got from the boss blitz event? Time to use em up! Halloween poops out magic find food and utilities, so don't really need to stock up before hand on these, just open a few ToT bags and you're good for the whole 3 week event.

Throw a Stamina and Speed sigil on your weapons. Endurance recharges like crazy, and speed sigil gives you all the swiftness. I refer back to point one. Be mobile. Be very mobile.

Don't be afraid to play with your traits. You're not looking for big DPS here, you're looking to tag things and be mobile.

Some groups will ask you to take off trinkets so your DPS isn't as high because you're one shotting things. The downside to this is when you fight Steve (The big skeleton with the chainsaw, we call him Steve. He looks like a Steve okay). It's polite to do this, or you can just be mindful and tag things once and move on. You only need to do like 1k damage to the mobs to get credit, you don't need to unleash your full raid ready DPS rotation. Tag and move on.

Autoloot mastery is key. If you're close to getting it, use this time before halloween to work on it. Otherwise you either end up leaving loot behind or you're the one left behind.

And most importantly, if you're new to the lab. Don't worry! It's not scary. It'll be a learning experience of how to keep up, and how to run in circles. You probably wont be pulling in big loot gains, but that's ok. Just learn from others. See what classes people are on, see what weapons they're using. Remember you’re scaled up here, so good time to level up a class :D

Getting into a lab instance! LFG fun times.

Lab can hold about 25 people. If you see a group in LFG with more than 25 people, just move to the next one. Or enjoy spamming "join instance" i guess? Commanders will generally keep their lfg up because numbers can dwindle pretty fast. Don't nag them to take their listing down. Just stop trying to join the big ones.

🚨🚨Controversy time! Alarm bells. Woo.🚨🚨  If you're there for profit, you want a lab that only does mob doors. Maybe vet doors at a push. But ignore "all doors" groups. Killing the big bosses takes way too much time. Sure you get some extra one per day loot, but you could have done like a full loop if not two in the time it takes you to to kill that stupid boss. No one is bringing their A game to fighting the bosses. People will die in droves to the Lich's Retaliation, and it's been 8 years and people still don't know to stand in the viscount's candy goo (but only a little bit) so they don't explode. Don't have high hopes for pug intelligence in the lab. Haha, looty man go brrrrr.You’ll sometimes get a daily to kill a boss, and that’s cool. Go do that.

And finally, when you join an instance and there's a group going on. Go join them. Don't open random doors, don't decide "i'm just gonna sit in the middle and afk farm!". By all means use a mount to catch up to the commander, but you MUST dismount, rather than use your number 1 skill to engage. You'll do too much DPS and be hated for the rest of the time you're in that group.Don’t be that guy. 

Tips for commanders and everyone else.

For the love of god, go counter/anti-clockwise. When you get to the point of getting to the South East loot door, you do not want your zerg passing through the boss door just to the north. Because someone will have opened it and he'll just be chilling there. You do not want to pull your little brainless zerg through the boss to get to the mob door. Please, please, please go anti-clockwise.

Since you can't just do mindless loops on the outside, you have to go into the middle to give things time to respawn. Generally you want to go in either the north and south sides, or the east and west sides. Decide right now if you're gonna be a north/south or an east/west and stick to it. Basically go in to the middle at west, do a loop of killing the mobs there (please still go anti-clockwise) and head back out the west the way you came in. Then when you loop around to the east, go in to the middle and do a loop of mob killing there. Again, back out the way you came in. If you're taking over from another commander then try to keep the same pattern they did.

Don't try to outrun Steve. It's not gonna happen. If he appears, you go kill him. No buts. If you've told your group to take off trinkets, this fight will take a while.

You only need to go to the SW corner when the door is up, otherwise just take the little shortcut to the side.

Simialrly, don't go backwards. If a door pops and you're less than 5 seconds away, sure, maybe consider it. But everyone on that loot train is on auto pilot and watching netflix on their second monitor / mobile phone / tablet. You doing a 180 out of nowhere isn't gonna win friends.

And finally, commanders, give your groups a little break once in a while. We’re all responsible gamers here! Maybe after an hour just give em a 5 minute break up at the centre. Don't be salty if people still wanna farm the centre mobs though. General tips to everyone, if you need to go pee or whatever, just go find a safe place and go. The group will move on without you and that's ok, you'll catch up. The same goes for the commander. If you need to bail for 5-10 mins it's cool. Most groups can run on auto pilot. Maybe hand the tag to someone temporarily, just like, communicate with your group. 

Tada. Yes I’m crispy when it comes to the lab. Thanks for asking. But yeah, some tips for everyone to have happy fun times.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

#Guild Wars 2 #fae rambles about stuff #long post #GW2 Halloween