idk i love them man

You know what I would like to see in Wings of Fire? A queen who knows that since her daughter is going to be the next queen no matter what, she decides to start teaching her directly on royal business and how to properly be a queen. And the queen accepts that she will have to fight her dragonet at some point, so she teachers her how to fight and defend herself.

When she feels the time is right, she will then allow her daughter to challenge her and allow her to win, after truly proving herself.

anonymous asked:

SCREAMING AHJSHDHAJSKAKAHAJAJAJAJDHDHDHHA!!!!!! You bought saints row PH MY GOOOD!!! Sorry im just so mcfreaking excited you dont even know!! Amazing games honestly! (have fun with driving lmao) btw the cc in 2 is alright but it gets much better & totally different in 3 & 4!! And my fav weapon on sr3 is The Penetrator (il let you see what that is lmao) also lin is my gf & i love carlos... Anyways have fun!!!

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Commissioned my main boy Cobalt Falcon from one of my favorite artists @theasgardiandetective!!!! It looks amazing and I love it!
(If you’re thinking of getting art I definitely recommend this guy he’s the best)

rennoftheraven-clan  asked:

Okay so I was finishing work outside earlier and a random girl came up to me out of nowhere and leant over the fire escape and was like "Can you do me a favour?" and she handed me a folded up towel really delicately and told me there was a tiny mouse wrapped up in it, and she asked me to go release it somewhere safe for her because she had no shoes on. I literally dunno who she was or why no shoes, but POINT IS, can you pretty please turn it into a Wayhaught prompt? Just because because

Waverly lets out a soft sigh as she drags a black trash bag across the parking lot, the mound of discarded gifts from her ex, weighing her down significantly. “Fuck you, Champ,” she murmurs to herself as she readjusts the bag again. 

She’d dumped the man as soon as she found him in his dorm with another girl and not just any girl, her own sister, Wynonna. Sure, Wynonna had apologized and really Waverly wasn’t all that mad at her, if anything she was relieved that she had an excuse to end her relationship. 

Champ on the other hand…he could go fuck himself, in fact, that’s probably what he’d be doing while Waverly disposes of any shred of evidence that she’d ever been with him. 

“Why the fuck is the dumpster on the other side of the fucking building?” Waverly huffs as she pauses to take a breath, running a hand through her hair. 

She shakes her head a bit, looking around the corner and into the alley where the dumpster sits, trying to gauge how much effort she needed to get her bag from point a to point b. 

She knows she could have asked her roommate for help, but there was something uncomfortable about getting someone else involved with something so personal. “Okay, you got this, Waves,” she nods before hulking the bag back over her shoulder. 

Thankfully the lid is open when she reaches the dumpster, making the job of wrestling the mess into the bin, just a little bit easier. When she’s finished, Waverly leans against the brick wall, eyes closed as she just lets herself relax. 

“Hey, you okay?” A soft voice above her asks, making the small girl jump, her eyes snapping open. There’s a tall redhead standing on the fire escape, a small towel folded in her hands. 

“Uh, yeah,” Waverly replies, brows furrowed as she takes in the other woman’s appearance. A baggy hoodie over fuzzy pajama pants and no shoes. “What are you doing?” 

The ginger looks down at herself and then to the towel in her hands before shrugging a bit. “Wanna do me a favor?”

“I-I guess?” Waverly answers, an odd frown pulling at her lips as she watched the taller girl kneel down, extending the folded towel toward her. 

“There’s a tiny mouse wrapped up in this, could you take it to the grass over by the car ports and let it go? I would but…I forgot my shoes and I’m five floors up from here,” Mystery Girl says, with the most sincere look on her face. 

How could Waverly deny this beautiful, caring girl? So, she reaches out and gingerly takes the folded towel from her. “Yeah, of course,” She says softly, bringing the little package close to her chest. 

This makes the girl grin before she’s darting back up the steps, presumably heading back to her apartment. “Alrighty then,” Waverly chuckles to herself as she heads toward the car ports. 

She kneels down in the grass once she reaches it, unfolding the towel slowly. “Hey little guy,” Waverly hums as she catches sight of the small, grey creature. 

The mouse wiggles their little pink nose at her, letting out the smallest little squeak when she gently strokes the top of their head. “You’re really sweet, huh?” Waverly murmurs, watching the mouse crawl from the towel and up her arm. “Don’t you wanna go home?”

The little thing just continues it’s journey up her arm, curiously sniffing her shirt before nibbling at it gently. “Aww, I can’t just leave you out here…” 

With that revelation, Waverly gently picks up her new friend and places them back in the towel, folding it up before making the trek back to her dorm. 

After introducing her roommate to their new pet and checking to see if it was a boy or a girl (which was harder than they anticipated, google was involved) they affectionately named him Goob and placed him in a small plastic tote with some towels and some veggies they checked to make sure were mouse friendly. 

“I’ll head to Petsmart tomorrow morning to get him a nice set up and food,” Waverly hums, smiling at her new little friend. 


A few weeks pass and Goob seems happy in his enclosure that seems much more extravagant than anywhere Waverly has ever lived in, complete with many tubes for him to run around in. “Can’t believe you gave up about half the living room for him,” Wynonna comments as she bends down to look into the cage. 

“I just wanted him to be comfortable…” Waverly mumbles, shrugging a bit as she comes to look at her pet. “I’m even looking into finding him some friends…since they’re social animals and I’ve read that they get really lonely.” 

“You’re ridiculous,” Wyn chuckles, shaking her head a bit as she straightens up. “Anyway, you ready to go? Doc’s waiting in the parking lot.” 

“Yeah,” Waverly smiles, taking a moment to drop some treats in for Goob before grabbing her jacket. “Let’s go!”

They head down stairs, chatting about the night they were about to have. Doc and his partner Doll’s had finally opened up their new bar and they were treating Wynonna and Waverly to free drinks for always supporting them. 

“Hey, do you mind if I check my mail quick? It’ll only take a second,” Waverly hums as they step off the elevator, brows raised at her older sister who just shrugs. “Kay, just wait for me by the door.” 

Waverly all but skips to the wall of mail boxes, skidding to a halt when she sees a familiar crop of fiery hair a few boxes down from her own. “Mouse girl,” she finds herself saying outloud, causing the taller girl to turn. 

“Oh, it’s you! I was kind of wondering when I’d run into you,” She says, running a hand through her already messy hair. “Well, hoping actually. I wanted to introduce myself since I didn’t after handing you a small life.” 

Waverly chuckles at that, biting her lip. How was this girl so damn cute? “Yeah, that was a little weird,” she says, shrugging her shoulders a bit. “But I’m Waverly.” 

“Nicole,” The red head replies, leaning against the wall of boxes. “I hope that little guy is alright out there.” 

“Yeah, about that, I kind of adopted him when he did the cutest thing and climbed up my arm and I just…i couldn’t leave him out there, ya know?” Waverly spits out quickly, rubbing the back of her neck.

This makes Nicole grin, the same grin she wore when Waverly accepted the little creature. “That’s really awesome and super adorable,” she says, shaking her head a bit. “I’d love to see him sometime.” 

“I’m sure Goob would love that,” Waverly replies, a blush crawling up her neck at the thought of seeing Nicole again. “I can give you my number, so you can let me know when you’re free?” 

“Yeah, that’d be awesome,” Nicole hums, offering up her device without a question. “Wait, Goob from Meet the Robinsons, Goob?” 

“Yeah actually,” Waverly smiles, handing the phone back before shuffling her feet a bit. “But, I should go, I have a thing to go to with my sister.” 

“Have fun,” Nicole says softly, offering Waverly a warm smile that has the smaller girl feeling a certain kind of way. 

“Thanks, I’ll text you,” She murmurs, taking a few steps back before turning around and forcing herself to walk to where her sister was waiting for her. 

Waverly is in the car when her phone vibrates, Nicole’s name flashing across the notification bar.  Do you like fishing? Cuz I’ve been hooked and you’re reeling me in 

Jesus,” Waverly breathes out, her cheek flushing as she shakes her head, sending Nicole a heart eyes emoji before tucking the phone away, unsure if she’ll be able to keep her mind from wandering during the night. 

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There are a lot of people in the Haus, and Nursey doesn’t want to talk to any of them, so when he gets home he heads straight for him and Dex’s room, and then straight for his bed. He doesn’t put any effort at all into flopping onto his mattress, his backpack still strapped on and his shoes toeing the floor. 

He’d spent all day telling himself that he’d feel better once he got into bed, but he doesn’t. He feels like his skin is crawling and he feels like something is wrong and he feels like the air around him is weighing too heavily on his skin. He can breathe fine and he can move fine and he is fine, but he also isn’t and he hates it.

When his bedroom door opens a little while later and he hears a set of footsteps fall short suddenly, he wants to disappear.

When he feels the footsteps start up again, moving towards him, he shies away.

“Nursey,” Dex says, his voice sounding like a question and a warning, as he stops in front of the bed and kneels down. “What’s up?”

Nursey doesn’t have words to explain what’s up. He doesn’t have words to explain how fundamentally off he feels, so he hugs his pillow tighter and rolls onto his side and eventually he says, “I’m just really tired,” and Dex’s brow furrows.

“Tired?” he repeats, and when Nursey just barely nods, he reaches out a hand that looks like it’s headed for Nursey’s forehead, but Nursey pulls away again.

Dex looks hurt but he doesn’t say anything so, after a long moment, Nursey does. He closes his eyes and wrinkles his brow and he says, “I feel gross,” and it’s true, and it’s the most accurate thing he’s said so far.

He feels gross, and he doesn’t want to be touched and he doesn’t want to move and he just barely wants to exist at all and, when he opens his eyes, Dex is frowning.

“Gross?” he repeats and, when Nursey nods again, he purses his lips. “Are you getting sick?”

Nursey shakes his head.

“Have you tried having a shower?”

Another, slightly smaller, shake.

“I could wash your sheets?”

Nursey closes his eyes in response to that one, and Dex sighs.

“I could clean the room?” he tries, and Nursey loves him for trying so instead of shaking his head or frowning or looking away, this time he grabs Dex’s hand and pulls it into his heart, still curling up in a ball, but feeling a bit better about it now.

“Can you just stay here a while?” Nursey asks, and it’s more of a mumble than anything, but Dex nods and he smiles a bit too.

“Yeah,” he says, more a whisper than anything, “I can do that.”