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Palu cosplay : Link (Breath of the wild version)

Last cosplay: Pit

Next cosplay : Tharja

I TRY! the art style of the game it`s kinda complicate to replicate so i just do what i could .. anyway i believe looks decent 9/10

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partner in crime | jughead jones x reader

Originally posted by lunasof

request

written by: rosie

edited by: rosie

anonymous said: can you do a fic reader x jughead when the reader joins the serpents with/for jughead (to be with him and kinda keep him out of trouble?)? sorry if this has been requested before

chapter song: swish swish / katy perry

i cuss slightly under my breathe as i mount my bike, i was a freaking southside serpent yet i was stuck baby sitting our newest recruit; the boss’ sixteen year old son.

i’d been working under FP since my father passed away, he was killed by the big c, cancer. i was sixteen scared, alone and fatherless.

so the serpents did what they do best, protect their own. so i became a serpent, serving loyally under the jones man as two long years passed.

ever since FP was thrown in jail i was left to babysit the newest snake, brining me to why i was cursing, what the boss says goes. leading me to where i am now, my bike.

there was something about riding around town, the wind in my hair as i zip around the small town, hands gripping onto the handles as i start my search.

i spot the brunette boy amongst the crowd of serpents pulled off the side of the road leaning against their bikes.

i grin, speeding toward them pulling up in front of the large group of leather clad boys. i dismount my bike pulling the helmet from my head, allowing my locks to flow down my back.

my boots crunch in the dirt as i approach, the group turning as i walk toward them.

“boys” i greet with a stern expression.

“jones lets go, now” i huff lowly ruffling my hair out

the group let out a low ‘oo’ sensing that the younger boy was in trouble if i was looking for him.

i was somewhat infamous in the southside of town, one of the most respected serpents -well- by the older serpents. the younger ones seemed to need more maturing.

constant snickers and whistles as they try and pick me up, it never worked. i was a cold hearted bitch, but it worked. you see you can’t have your heart broken if you don’t have one.

“and what if i say no?” he snickers crossing his arms across his broad chest.

forsythe pendleton jones-” “the third” he corrects me triggering an eye roll.

“im under orders from your father, you need to go back to headquarters, let’s go” i push the helmet into his chest hard.

“you want me to ride on the back of your bike?- atleast buy me a drink first” he chuckles the whole gang laughing with him.

“i promise you jughead jones you don’t want to mess with me, your father is being released i need to get you back” i seethe my temper growing shorter by the second.

“my fathers getting release-d?” he’s voice picks up slightly before he lets out and low cough and clears his throats repeating the same words, stronger this time.

boys and this no emotion things was getting boring fast

“as much as i love riding around half the town because i was left to babysit a sixteen year old i actually have better things to do” i sass walking back over toward my bike.

i mount my bike slipping on my helmet as i glance back over to him “let’s go bad boy” i smile sarcasm oozing from my words.

the guys behind him rile him up, whispering god knows what into his ear.

my stare hardens as i watch his adam’s apple bop figuring out his next move before he walks over and secures his helmet before slipping onto the back of my bike.

and with one swift flick of the wrist we were hurling forward causing the boy to grab at your waist afraid he’d be sent hurling off the back.

“you’ve got a iron grip don’t you jones” i joke, his warm hands seemed to loosen but still sat on my waist, my skin pecking out from my jeans and my jacket.

we’re half way to the bar when my bike lights up, beeping like crazy, i hastily pull over the both of us hoping of the motorcycle.

“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” i cuss kicking the dirt as the engine light flashes, not enough water in the engine.

i bend over examining the bike when i catch the younger boy step back taking a long glance at what my ass looks like in my black denim jeans.

“jones” i warn fiddling with the bike hoping i could magically fix it and then get back to headquarters.

“im just enjoying the view” i don’t even have to see his face to know that the infamous jones smirk was plastered on his tan face.

i straight up lifting the bottom of my shirt up to dap the beads of sweat off my forehead, out of all the times my bike decides to brake down it chooses today.

the hottest day of the year and with the worst company i could dream of.

i pull my hair tie off my wrist throwing my hair up into a messy bun as i retrieve my phone from the back pockets leaning against the bike.

“no signal great” i cuss under my breathe as i slip the device back into my pocket.

i glance as jughead paces pulling out his own phone “good thing i have two bars hey?” i move away from the bike trying to grab the phone from his grasp.

“oh how the tables have turned” he smirks triumphantly

“just hurry up and call help im sweating” i complain removing my jacket and letting the small breeze relieve me ever so lightly.

he walks off exchanging a few words before walking back over to me, “helps on its way darling”.

i roll my eyes picking myself up off the floor dusting the dirt off my clothes “who’d you call?” i pause as the roar of engines flood my ears.

“you’ve got to be kidding me” i groan glancing as the horizon fills with 8 bikes- jughead posse from earlier.

i share a look of displeasure with the raven haired boy as he greets his friends mounting his own bike “my lady” he holds a hand out to me.

“what about my bike?! im not just leaving it here!” i argue looking wearily at the group.

“i called a tow, now c'mon we wouldn’t want to keep my father waiting would we” i roll my eyes walking over to the boy trapping his shoulder as i pull myself up.

“hold on” he whispers a shiver running up my spine as i wrap my arms reluctantly around the boys waist.

“i hope you know how to drive this thing” i huff as he flys forward, the others following behind us as we lurch toward the local bar we called home.

we come screeching to a halt outfront of the small car park, bikes littered the entrance.

i swiftly jump off the bike happy to be on the ground again, i swivel and punch the raven haired boy in the arm “drive like that agin when im on the back, ill kill you”.

he rolls his eyes placing his helmet on his bike.

“i think i did good -we- did good, we’re like-” he pauses his mind wondering “partners in crime” he sing songs a smile working it way onto his face.

i roll my eyes and turn to walk away when his hands clamps around my wrist and pulls me back forcing me against the warm bike, his body trapping me.

his hand jump from my wrist to my neck as he presses his rough lips on mine catching me completely off guard, im taken back at how good the boy kisses i let out a moan.

he smiles into this kiss and pulls me up by my thighs resting me own the bike as my legs snake around his torso. it’s like my mind shut off as i continue to make out with the younger boy.

something clicks and my hands are on his chest pushing him away breathless, you glance to see the older jones man standing outside the bad his arms crossed.

“son, y/n” he states a smirk on his lips, jughead turns and walks away heading over to his old man as he slings an arm around his son guiding him into the bar.

leaving me slumped against his bike my checks red and a knot in my stomach. what had i gotten myself into

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Go for a Round? Part 3

Alright :) final part :)  I’m working on a Juice/OC story but have no idea when that will be determined by me that others can read it.  Thank you guys so much for reading this and giving me feedback :D

Originally posted by redwoodyproductions

You had been living with Juice for a couple weeks now.  Happy had been taking you out on his bike every night he was in town.  You had one cheesy date that consisted of a packed picnic and a blanket but after you both laughed at how much that wasn’t the type of people you were, he started taking you to bars.  He even figured out when a big UFC fight was happening and took you to the only bar in a 50-mile radius that was showing it.  The guys were excited you moved to Charming, leading Happy to come around more often than usual.  When you weren’t out with Happy, you were helping Juice clean the house.
“I forgot about your constant need for everything to be clean, honestly.”  You gulp down the cold beer Juice puts in your hand.  
“Sorry.  You just start throwing your shit everywhere and I can, god—”
“Dude.  I got it, don’t worry.”  You pat Juice’s stomach from his upside down position on the couch.
“How’s everything going with you and Hap?”  Juice lifts his head so he can see you roll your eyes.
“How’s everything going between you and Chibs?”  You stick your tongue out as Juice lets out a sarcastic laugh.
“What about me and Juicy Boy, love?”  You hear the Scottish man and you hop off the couch, running over to hug him.
“She’s convinced we’re in love.”  Juice yells from his spot on the couch.
“She’s right.  How could I resist a man child who can’t stop cleaning?”  Chibs soaks his words in sarcasm as you laugh.
“What’s up?”  You walk over to the fridge and hand Chibs a beer.
“There’s a fight tonight.  Your new to town so no one will expect you to win.  We could get a shit ton of money from this.”  Chibs says.  Juice rolls off the couch and hops up next to you.
“Girl fight?  I’m in.”
“Hap comes to town tonight.”  You say.
“Because he wouldn’t want to watch a girl fight with his girlfriend involved.”  Juice rolls his eyes.
“That word is so weird.”  You shudder and scrunch your nose.
“Love, are you in?” Chibs interrupts you two.
“What, is she easy?”  You toss your beer into the trash, knowing that if you left it out it would drive Juice nuts.
“I’ve never seen fighting like yours around here.  She’s a local so I doubt she’s fought against it before.”  Chibs says.
“I wasn’t worried about that.  Just wanted to know how long it was going to last until I can go out with Hap.”
“That’s the spirit, Love.”  Chibs throws his arm around your shoulder and hugs you tight.


The guy dropped his hand in the center and the girl ran out from her corner aiming to your face which you dodge.  You land a right hook to her jaw and follow it quickly with a kick to her side.  She jumps back a little and comes back at you with a knee aimed at your chest.  You grip her leg but she pulls you down, rolling you over your head as you use your momentum to flip her over on her back.  You grip her left arm and hold onto it as she tries to stand up but you sit on her back, forcing her back down. You reach behind and grip your leg, trapping her arm in the middle, and push your hips out, stretching her arm in an unnatural bend.  She screams when you feel a pop and the ref calls it.  You jump up and Chibs and Tig jump into the ring, Tig picking you up and hugging you.  
“Holy shit, girl!”
“Where’s Hap?”  You ask as soon as Tig puts you down.  He points just outside of the ring to see Happy smiling at you with a tooth pick in his mouth, twirling it to the other side because he knows how much that affects you.  You slide out of the ring and leave Chibs to collect the money.  Happy catches you, letting you rest on the tops of his boots, Juice flinging your tennis shoes at the two of you.
“Nice job, little girl.”  Happy’s arm wraps around your waist, still sweaty from your nerves before the fight.
“I’m a little bit of a bad ass, if you didn’t know.”  You kiss him on the lips while he grips your small love handles, pulling you closer.
“You two are disgusting.  Honestly, who would think the person to keep tally on how many people he’s killed would be in the gag worthy couple?”  Juice says while hoping into the ring, leaving you two to celebrate.
“What?”  Your eyebrows scrunch together and then you pull up the left side of his shirt, showing all of the smiley faces.  A new one is red around the edges on the edge of the rest.  He keeps eyes on your face.
“Yeah, that’s what they’re for.”  Happy says.  You stare at them longer.
“Are they bad people?”
“For all intents and purposes.”  Happy mumbles.  Your eyes wander his face as you let go of the t-shirt.  Your hand sneaks under his shirt and covers the happy faces.
“Ok.”
“Ok?”  His eyebrows scrunch together.
“Ok.  As in ok I won’t ask anymore and ok I can deal with it.”  You trail your hand over his hips and rest them on the dimples on his lower back.
“Will you be my old lady?”
“Did you really just ask me that when I’m sweaty and in a fight ring?”  You laugh and step off of his feet, sliding yourself into your own shoes.
“Yes.” Happy answered.  You snort and take his sweatshirt from him, sliding it on over your sports bra and nike pro shorts.  You start to walk out of the area as you realize Happy isn’t following you.
“Hap?”  You tilt your head and he frowns at you, more than usual.  “Come on, man, I’m hungry.”
“That was a serious question, (Y/N).”  Happy says.
“Oh, shit.  Sorry.  Of course I’ll be your old lady.  Now, I’m starved.  I would like to go grab some food and go home to watch a movie, sound good?”  You smile and hold your hand out, fingers stretched open.  He looks at it and picks up his pace, sliding his hand into yours.
“Sounds great, little girl.”

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Until it stops Chapter 1

Genre: Fantasy, King!Jinyoung, King!Jackson, Princess!AU
Length: 2,215
*A/N  I really enjoyed making this series, and Ooh it’s going to get juicy, just you wait. No, but I really hope you enjoy.

Teaser

You sigh as you slip your legs in the piece of black fabric. A maid gently pulled it up your body, being careful not to disturb you. You look down at her. She was biting down her lip, focussing on pulling the thin fabric over your smooth skin. Sadly, this was another one of the things that came with being a princess. You had to do as you were told and put up a brave and respectful front, even if you felt horrible. And right now was one of those moments. You didn’t want to go out right now, but you had an important party to attend to. In your thought, you hadn’t realized that you had been staring at the maid all this time. 

“My lady… Am I bothering you?” He voice was soft and shaky, almost pleading.

“No. Please continue.” You give her a small smile, to which she quickly continued dressing you. The dress your husband had chosen for you today was a long tight gown, smooth as silk. The fabric wrapped around your skin tightly, showing of your slim body just right, as well as making your breathing just a little bit harder. 

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aok so im sorry if i miss some people out but 

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and so many more, 

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

masterlist

rules:

the characters i focus on writing about are the following, however you are welcome to request other mcu characters:

  1. bucky barnes
  2. steve rogers
  3. tony stark
  4. bruce banner
  5. natasha romanoff
  6. pietro maximoff
  7. wanda maximoff
  • i accept requests for smut as long as they don’t involve the following: 
    • virgin reader
    • consensual nonconsent 
    • blood play
    • any sort of fisting
  • requests including nsfw visuals are not allowed
  • i have the right to decline a request
  • be patient (i’m a senior and school work is actually killing me)
  • i don’t do ships so reader x character requests only please
  • fem!reader x fem!character accepted (pls i’m thirsty for all the mcu ladies send me your wlw requests im needy)
  • be nice

if you don’t have a particular scenario you’d like me to write me about, consider the following prompts and send me the number and character:

  1. “Come over here and make me.”
  2. “Please, don’t leave.”
  3. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”
  4. “Wanna bet?”
  5. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”
  6. “I think we need to talk.”
  7. “Kiss me.”
  8. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
  9. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”
  10. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
  11. “Just once.”
  12. “You’re the only one I trust to do this.”
  13. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
  14. “It’s not what it looks like…”
  15. “You lied to me.”
  16. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
  17. “Please don’t do this.”
  18. “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”
  19. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”
  20. ”Bite me.”
  21. “I wish I could hate you.”
  22. “Wanna dance?”
  23. “Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”
  24. “Tell me a secret.”
  25. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”
  26. “No one needs to know.”
  27. “Well this is awkward…”
  28. “Do you want me to leave?”
  29. “You can’t keep doing this.”
  30. “Don’t ask me that.”
  31. “I might have had a few shots.”
  32. “Say it!”
  33. “I could kiss you right now!”
  34. “Are you still awake…?”
  35. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
  36. “I could kill you right now!”
  37. “Just admit I’m right.”
  38. “That doesn’t even make sense.”
  39. “Just pretend to be my date.”
  40. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
  41. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.” 
  42. “I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
  43. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
  44. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.”
  45. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
  46. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
  47. “How long have you been standing there?”
  48. “Have I ever lied to you?”
  49. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
  50. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”
  51. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
  52. “I’m flirting with you.”
  53. “I’m yours.”
  54. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you are trying to seduce me.”
  55. “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!”
  56. “What are you afraid of?” 
  57. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
  58. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”
  59. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
  60. “Here, let me.”

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anonymous asked:

When out with my friend last week and one of the stores had two women in the front of it. One looked several years older (probably the others mom?), and was arguing fervently with the other. Out of nowhere we hear young lady scream, "I want to buy a tail", followed by a loud slapping noise. Look over to see that Mom had slapped the fuck out of girl. Never smiled so widely.

Im smiling right there with you

Cheesy. ,Smutty one shot Estate agent Tom and OC looking to buy a house. This was inspired by.   snugglyhiddles responses to the above picture and a smutty comment of mine, to have someone write a fanfic about it. The estate agent. She stood outside the house waiting for him to arrive, typical an estate agent that thinks he’s more important than the client and therefore keeps them waiting. I bet he is a five foot two rotund, bumptious, prat who think all women kind would fall at his feet. the kind that looks greasy and talks the same way. Finally here he was, pretty average car for an estate agent. The guy inside seemed to have to unfold from the vehicle, “God I’m so sorry Im late, last client wouldn’t leave the house they were looking at and then decided not to buy” Well this was not five foot two this was a six foot something, drop dead fucking gorgeous, blue eyed, 30 something god! “No worries I had time to see the outside” of you sod the house “Was the last client female by any chance?” “Yes kept getting me to lead her up  the stairs and would wait till I was up there before following, odd” sensible lady she was after the ass shot. She thought. The Estate god started his sales pitch. “Well this is a really good bit of real estate, only just come on the market. It has  two bedrooms, both double. The master bedroom is en suite. One other bathroom, large kitchen diner, reception room, entrance hall, conservatory and large garden” He walked up the drive pulled a key from his pocket near his rather well shaped crotch and opened the main door. The house was, as she expected painted in every shade of boring beige and very, very sensible set out. It didn’t matter, if she bought it she would paint it every colour of the rainbow and change it all again on Sundays cos that’s the way she was. The last house she and her daughter drew chalk drawings on every wall including one large nude. Grandfather and X hubby were still getting over that. She’d sort of zoned out from Estate god but realised he was talking directly at her, “ Sorry redesigning the place in my head with real colour” He laughed out loud a real joyous sound “It is bloody bland isn’t it? You’d be surprised the amount of houses that are” the blue eyes twinkled. “Nope I know how people love to blend in, so much so some of the boring sods could stand against their walls and no one would see them, my X was one” “Oh dear didn’t end well then?” He actually looked as if he cared,  was this guy for real? She was tempted to ask him if he was the completed package by being a good shag as well, she decided to simply answer the question. “He wanted me because I was all colours and fun, then when we married he found that embarrassing and annoying- his words- and spent the next 18 years effectively rubbing my whole personality out and wrecking my confidence” She knew she looked like she was about to cry, so turned to look at a very interesting bit of wall. Now most guy would either say something totally stupid at this point or try and ignore the girl with the tears. The Estate god strode across the room and wrapped her in a warm loving hug. “Hey look at you girl putting your life back together, that’s not easy so dry your tears and we will see if this house can be saved from mediocrity” he wiped a tear away from her cheek with the ball of his thumb and took her by the hand, after that the pair of them could not stop laughing at the darfed and way out ideas the pair came up with to improve the little dull house. She realised she was bumping into him as much as she could and that he was being very tactile, his hand brushing against hers as often as he could make it. He stepped back round a door back into the tiny hallway and she tripped over him as she came out, slamming them both up against a wall. He stared down at her briefly before tipping her head up to his with his hands and pressing his lips to hers. He had warm soft sensual lips, with a tongue that came out and very carefully ran over her lips till they parted and let him in. Hunger is a terrible thing and she was very hungry, to long with a man whose idea of passion was a quick fumble, a quicker hump before grunting and then sleeping. This body was responding, needing,asking and hers was answering its call. Tongue fought tongue and hands found bare flesh under shirts and blouses. Buttons ripped open and zips came down, exposing needy areas long since played with and satisfied. His touch was gentle at first as he found her wet folds and caress them with a tender care. She followed suit by taking him in her hands and massaging slowly before wanting more. Dropping down she ran her tongue around the head of his gorgeous, large, cock, lapping at the precum before taking him fully in the mouth and pumping with both hands. He was now breathing hard and raised her back up turning them round and pushing her against the wall. With her underwear long since gone he put his large hands on her butt and lifted her up,her legs wrapping around him. She didn’t need telling what to do but took him in her hand again and guided him to her cunt so he could thrust deep inside her, filling every greedy want in her. Taking his time to make sure he was rubbing her in exactly the right place he picked up the rhythm, till the sound of flesh slapping against wall and flesh sounded all over the house adding in the pleasurable groans and sucking kisses on necks and lips. The overwhelming feeling of orgasm built inside her till she clench around him with legs and arms and cunt, and he responded by spilling his seed deep within her, with a final exhaling moan. Pulling apart,  looking some what disheveled they adjusted clothes as best they could grinning at each other like naughty children. “Well I don’t normally sell houses this way but boy, you are good” “You know we don’t even know each others names, don’t you?” She smiled shyly at him, this was now embarrassing, “Oops I’m Tom and you are?” “Sarah, oh and you have sold the house, and maybe when I’m in it you can come eat here” “Oh I’d like that, would I get dinner too” another giant grin and she was back laughing. Six months later the house was hers and so was Tom. Rather like a stray cat that takes a fancy to you and moves in, so had Tom, somehow they made a comfortable, mad fit. The house was no longer beige, anymore than her life was in fact it was all colours of the rainbow. ladywyldfire @snugglyhiddles munchkin80 jdmookami clojury the-haven-of-fiction vampirewithbedsidemanners

Stepping Up: Part 4

Pairings: Chibs x Reader, Past Jax x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 6,309

Stepping Up Masterlist   Aesthetic by @ravenangel33

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

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“You don’t have to do this, you know.” You said softly as you and Chibs got ready for his final divorce hearing. It surprisingly only took him six months and Fiona, even more surprisingly, was completely cooperative. You looked up at him in the mirror above your dresser as he tucked a red tie around the collar of his black button down. His eyes met yours for a moment before he abandoned the tie and turned around to face you.

“(Y/N), I want to do this for us. I almost lost ye once over this, I won’t do anythin’ ta lose ye and Kelsi again.” You nodded as you walked across your bedroom to tie his tie for him.

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Today i finally took the time to take a look at “which character represents this or that hero?” and I’m legit crying. Remember Terajima actually took in consideration the personality of the characters before making this piece of art.

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Hello, friends! Please LIKE or REBLOG if you’re interested in interacting with a Bigby Wolf from Fables / The Wolf Among Us! He’s a grumpy wolf dude serving up some hobo detective realness, living his Fairytale Law & Order nightmare. Smokes too much, should probably tuck in his shirt, says bad words, but he’s got a few redeeming qualities like heightened observational skills, impressive detective instincts, a beleaguered whiskey-drowned liver,  and can turn into a giant wolf????

He’s got modern verses, historical verses, magical/fantasy verses, mundane verses, though I’d love more crime/detective things! 

My name is Mint, 21+, multiverse, plot-driven, always open to OCs and crossovers, no autoshipping, will send you way too many memes, toss me all your lady muses, etc. I look forward to meeting all of you!

Ok but what if Marinette got a haircut and Adrien compliments her on it in class

And later on patrol Chat is about to compliment his lady on her new look (because dang that hairstyle looks great on her) when he’s just like wait a second

so have we talked about daemon au yet

tw: child abuse (mentioned), death, essentially sexual assault (both mentioned and explicit), animal abuse

-neil, his daemon settling late, constantly forced to adapt to new identities, small, safe, harmless daemons, mice and songbirds, squirrels, frogs (but rusalka never lets herself revert to insects or arachnids she will be seen she is real she is here) until he has to burn her body, smoke rising to join the last remnants of gold dust
-in millport rusalki starts taking on bigger forms
-he doesnt think anything of it until the plane ride when the lady at check-in puts him in the large daemon seating and he’s like oh no actually you dont need to charge that im not settled yet and rus is like um actually about that. the lady just looks at the moose whos like 7ft (its possible tho rare for cow moose to have antlers). back at neil. who is five fucking three. finishes checking him in. she’s seen worse tbh.
-as funny as it would be to see a giant fucking moose fuck up riko, sport stadiums have a sublevel so people’s daemons can follow them underneath as they compete, aquatic daemons have aquariums on wheels and there are similar mobile perches for birds since most birds depend on things like thermal updrafts and wind currents to fly for an extended period of time and also terrariums for basically everything else that isnt able to keep up with the speed of high contact sports
-his daemon is a moose bc neil is so fucking done w hiding despite whatever he tells himself and rusalka is also ready to fight everything and everyone and also moose, like neil, are surprisingly fast
-actual angel jeremy sunshine knox w a golden retriever her name is aurora
-jean’s daemon is a sunflower seastar. hear me out ok. starfish keep growing, they heal themselves over n over n over. like they’ll survive almost anything. including rikos knives which isnt to say its not painful it just means riko had alternative torture methods he could employ without killing the daemon/Jean or resorting to touching the daemon (for those who havent read hdm its a hugely personal thing to touch a daemon since theyre basically a physical manifestation of the soul
-allison’s daemon is a mute swan: graceful, lovely, will snap ur fucking neck without blinking if threatened, extremely protective
-kevin also settled rly late when he went to wymack and made the deal w andrew
-her names deidre, she’s a fennec fox bc Irony and also bc do not let pop media fool u; foxes and most other predators are the opposite of fierce they prefer most reward for least effort simply bc thats the most efficient way to survive and foxes are pretty cowardly
-also fennec foxes in particular are a desert species (evolved to survive harsh conditions) and have a lifespan of 14 yrs which sounds about right considering the state of kevin’s liver and they have eagle owls as predators
-which brings me to riko, who has a golden eagle. and as anyone who’s read animorphs know, they are the bullies of the bird world, they hunt other birds, it would be incredibly fucking funny if isonade was a raven but at the end of the day riko has to face it, he’s just not a team player
-do you think smol kevin & riko with tiny lil fluffy not-yet-settled raven babs would be cute? yeah well so does edgar allens PR team and since they have matching daemons, riko torments kevin by making their daemons switch, isonade pretending to be deidre and deidre pretending to be isonade and riko stroking her glossy black feathers while kevin tries not to throw up
-nathan has a shrike nicknamed a butcher bird due to the way it eats, in certain social circles shes called the butcher’s knife
-nicky’s daemon is a san blas jay: social, omnivorous, and fairly colorful birds that have been observed to show homosexual tendencies (which isnt saying much tbh wikipedia had like 200 birds and thats not counting mammals, fish etc)
-matt has a st bernard they are so damn pure honest to fucking god dan is so blessed they give the best hugs
-renee has a mongoose and in like retrospect the guy who assaulted her shouldve known because his was a cobra and she fucking destroyed him
-after she converted to christianity she was conflicted about this intrinsically violent manifestation of her soul and when she expressed this to stephanie, she asked: would you do it again if you were in the same position, and renee said yes, and stephanie said: good. god would not want you to allow harm through passivity
-it took her a while but she worked through it
-andrew’s daemon is a cat, american shorthair, really dark tortoiseshell, this isnt just cuz of the extra content okay imagine tiny andrew needing the ability to defend himself, but if wistry (short for wistrelyn) goes for something big like a wolf or a lion his abusers really wouldnt hesitate to touch her so she has to pick something that seems defenseless
-but at the same time this way he knows he could fight back if he ever really needed to, he has the option he’s just choosing not to
-the first time wistry claws drake, he declaws her slicing off the tips of each toe with an x-acto knife while andrew retches into the corner
-there’s no evidence; daemon parts dissolve into rusokov particles
-the second time she waits until drake shoves his pants down and clamps her teeth in the soft flesh of his groin, aiming for the femoral artery, but then his hand twists in her scruff and even though theyve lost count how many times this taboo has been violated its never any better to have someone else touch your daemon
-and it just makes things worse anyways so wisty just stops fighting it
-and she cant switch to another form to regain her claws; whether it’s because they’ve settled on identity or because of dismemberment they don’t know (mostly bc i feel like it would be Bad disabled commentary to just. regrow bones. but lemme know if i should stay in my lane)
-dan’s daemon is a black mamba and for the longest time a bunch of shitheads would be like ooo how sexy how exotic~~~ but hey it brought in money and when she started dating matt he totally made a bunch of “heartstopping” puns
-wymack’s daemon is probably like a beagle
-aaron has a california red-legged frog
-he’s like the kind of person who knows 5000 facts about every form his daemons taken
-that kid who went to preschool with a goddamn velociraptor bc no one told him it was impossible for daemons to be extinct species
-like, yknow, before his mom gave up on him and crushed his dreams lmao
-i feel like. a bat would also fit aaron
-probably he went through a phase trying to get his daemon to be a pokemon

@swifty-fox @coldsaturn @everythingthatmatters @poze-laceen @burningfairytales you guys help me idk where this is going also im. forgetting hazels url. wh y. (@foxandquill u dont gotta contribute since i know ur aesthetic but i thought u might wanna see it. yeah)

indimitable  asked:

Jeffermads? Maybe? If you ship it?: my printer isnt printing anymore and my papers are due tomorrow so im on my knees in front of your door begging to use your printer when the old lady from above passes us and thinks im proposing to you

Jeffmads. My fave. But I’ve never written it. So here goes. Sorry if it’s bad. 

James was looking forward to a quiet evening alone, just him, a cup of warm tea followed by several cups of scolding coffee, and the seventy pages of reading he needed to get done before his 8 am class the next morning. It wasn’t going to be a thrilling night, but a productive one if all went as planned. 

Of course, nothing had gone as planned since that Jefferson kid moved in next door and promptly fell in love with him. 

James didn’t dislike Thomas, in fact sometimes having him over was entertaining, but Thomas was a lot. And James needed a break every so often, but Thomas insisted on getting lunch together, coffee between classes, study sessions on the weekends, etc. etc. etc. James didn’t mind, but Thomas was not good at hiding his feelings. Or James was too good at reading people. Either way, despite his failure to actually say anything yet, James knew that Thomas wanted more from this relationship than James, coming off the end of a three year relationship, was ready to give. He tried to keep Thomas at arms length, but it didn’t take much to accidentally encourage the other man. 

It was getting closer to finals, though, and Thomas, finally taking a hint, had promised to leave James alone for the weekend. Though, he worded it more along the lines of, “Unfortunately I don’t think we can do much this weekend, I should get some studying done,” and James pretended to be at least a little disappointed and hid his relief at finally having a weekend to just work and recuperate from the week. Since meeting Thomas, James hadn’t gotten that much recharging time, and it was unfortunately beginning to fray his nerves. 

Forty pages into his reading, James was interrupted by four sharp knocks at his front door. He marked his page and stood up with a quiet sigh, though he apparently moved too slow for his guest, who started knocking non-stop until James finally reached the door and pulled it open. Thomas stood there, hair popping out of a loose bun and eyes frantic. James merely quirked one brow. 

“I know I said I’d leave you alone so we could both study,” Thomas started, nearly tripping over his words with how fast he was speaking. “But I have to go turn in a paper in approximately one hour and my printer is out of ink, or jammed, or something, and I really don’t have the time to deal with that. Do you have a printer?” 

James nodded and Thomas fell to his knees, grabbing his hand, “Can I use it? Please? I’ll be, like, five minutes tops, and then I’m out of your hair. I promise.” 

He was too taken aback for the moment to respond, staring down at Thomas in surprise, mouth agape and searching for words. 

“Oh! Congratulations!” 

James’ eyes widened further as he looked up to see one of their upstairs neighbors, an elderly woman who often shared cookie recipes with him, watching them with misty eyes and a bright smile. 

“I - oh, no, no, god,” James tore his hand away from Thomas’, stepping back and gesturing for him to stand up. “Oh my god, just come print your paper.” 

Thomas, unaware of the situation and mildly confused, shuffled into the room on his knees. He stood as James closed the door, leaning back against it and letting out a sharp breath. 

“Are you okay?” Thomas asked. 

“Mrs. Adams saw us. I think she thought you were proposing.” James whispered. “Good god, why are you always so over the top?” 

Thomas looked wounded. “Excuse me? Maybe she just thought we’d make a good couple.” James could see the next line before Thomas said it, “She’s not wrong.” 

James pointed to his computer, shaking his head. “Print. Then out. I have too much to read. And you have a paper to turn in.”