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Analysis: Astro as Boyfriends...

To the anon that requested this: I sincerely apologize about how ridiculously long this is;;; it’s like rly long i’m so sry but once you get me started on Astro as BFs, I could go on for hours, okay? like they’d be the best boyfriends EVER don’t fight me on this <3 T~T

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  • literally the softest boyfriend in the world
  • always wants to make sure you’re happy and comfortable
  • if you’re not though
  • he becomes like this unstoppable pillar of emotional and physical reassurance and support <3
  • he’ll always snuggle you until you feel better
  • or until you’re ready to talk about whatever’s bothering you
  • loves to bear-hug you from behind
  • and just totally wrap you up in his arms
  • SUCH a good listener
  • incredibly patient!!
  • loves showing off for you but gets embarrassed about it easily
  • buys you little presents all the time
  • just lil things
  • like “i saw this and thought of you” type of gifts
  • bc you’re always lowkey on his mind
  • lowkey what am i saying?? ur highkey on his mind

now.

  • let’s talk about skinship =u=

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This is my beautiful best friend Thunder.
I had to be away from his all day but my sitter sent me this.
I always look forward to coming home to this silly little ray of sunshine. #ThunderDog

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anonymous asked:

I WANT A FRIEND LIKE KIRISHIMA SOO BAD! !

ME TOOOOOOO!!

Kirishima is… Kirishima is that friend that would include you in conversations when he notices you’re being left out and he’s that friend that would laugh at your silly jokes when no one else would. He’s a wonderful boy aND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AJK;LSKDGSL

Dating Hunter!Prompto

Shout out to @momokitty27​ for helping me figure out some Prompto ideas for head canons. Much appreciated dear <3

Here are some more cute headcanons for the bros I have written similar to these:

Dating Blind!Ignis (Headcanons)

Dating King!Noctis (Headcanons)

Gladio Dating a Strong F!S/O (Headcanons)


  • During Noctis’s 10 year slumber, Prompto decided to join up with the Hunters.
  • He wanted to continue to protect the people of Lucis from daemons even with Noctis’s absence.
  • Since there was Darkness 24/7, daemons were around 24/7
  • The Hunters were happy to have him.
  • While first joining the Hunters, Prompto instantly became smitten with you. 
  • You are good with a gun just as he is
  • You both took on Hunts together and became inseparable partners.
  • Shortly after you started your work partnership, you started your relationship

  • Since you both we constantly in danger, you both are very protective of each other.
  • You are actually more protective of him than he is of you.
  • Protect this child at all cost
  • If he leaves a battle with merely more than a scratch you insist him to take a potion.
  • He takes the cutest photos of you while you aren’t looking
  • Maybe he gets so many scratches in battle because he’s too busy taking action shots of you. Silly sunshine. 
  • You both share a small apartment at the Hunter’s HQ.
  • You frame the your favorite pictures of the two of you and hang them in your apartment.
  • In your free time, you make scrapbooks with all the photos Prompto has taken on his adventures with you.
  • You don’t spend a lot of time at home, but you’re always together so it doesn’t matter much.
  • Since most of your time is spent doing hunts, you and Prompto camp a lot.
  • Your favorite thing to do with Prompto has become sitting out under the stars.
  • You can both lay under the night sky for hours at a time, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. 
  • You doze off in each others arms and forget to actually go inside the tent you pitched to sleep.
  • The sounds of lurking daemons wake you up.
  • That’s when Prompto says, “Okay, time to pack up and get the heck out of here.”
  • While spending time at the HQ, you both practice shooting.
  • Luckily, Dave put in a small shooting range as the years passed.
  • Shooting practice becomes more of a shooting contest.
  • Winner gets to kiss the loser.
  • So everyone is a winner, basically.
  • Prompto more than often gets really down in the dumps.
  • His insecurities still bother him.
  • But his biggest issue during the 10 year gap… is missing his best friend, Noctis.
  • Sometimes you will wake up during the night to find him looking through the old pictures he took during his quest.
  • He has tears streaming down his cheeks but he tries to hide it from you.
  • You quickly embrace him from behind and place several kisses to his freckled cheek.
  • You remind him that Noctis will return. 
  • Prompto smiles and says, “I can’t wait to introduce him to you.”
  • “I can’t wait to meet him, Prom.”
  • That cheers him up instantly. 
  • His sad thoughts dissipate and he begins to imagine him introducing you, the love of his life, to his best friend. 

francoisebadass  asked:

Hi Claire! Maybe you've already heard the question before but anyway... how do you imagine a possible kabby baby? I mean, when you think about this precious little ray of hope... what do you see? Short/long hair? Dark eyes? Any distinguishing mark? Grounder/ark/mix of both clothing style? I actually think it'd be nice to collect the kabby fandom's most popular ideas to find out if we are all thinking about the same girl (because for me it's a girl) :D

When did we all sync our consciousnesses up to the Kabby Hive Mind and collectively decide through osmosis that the Kabby baby is obviously a girl? Because as far as I’ve seen there is 100% agreement on this question, which I absolutely love. My two favorite name options that I’ve heard – which I believe are both from fanfics, though I don’t recall whose is whose – are Eden and Hope. (Everyone appears unanimous that her middle name should be Vera.)

I would go with brown hair, around Abby’s color; Jake and Clarke were both blonde but Kane and Abby are brunette so their child (let’s call her Hope) (SEE WHAT I DID THERE LMAO I CRACK MYSELF UP) probably does too. Preferably curly, because that’s adorable. As far as clothes, I’d like to think that by six years in, everything is all jumbled up and we’ll come back after the time jump to see that everyone wears some combination of Grounder and Skaikru clothes (and hair; still keeping my fingers crossed for Abby in Grounder braids someday). Especially for the children, I’d imagine that they’re limited by whatever is available to fit them as they grow, and it would be pretty much a jumble of hand-me-downs of anything available to be passed down from older children once they grow out of it.

As far as what she’s like, I think she’d be a calm and thoughtful and serious child who is always asking big questions and wants to learn everything, but there are a few people in the bunker who can make her just light up and turn into a sparkly silly giggly ball of sunshine.

Jackson and Miller are her favorite babysitters; Uncle Nate teaches her pranks to play on her parents and goofy little-kid jokes, and one day Kane catches him teaching her how to pick a lock. (Which he’s not pleased to discover she’s very, very good at.) Uncle Eric is her best friend; he lets her hang out in Med Bay sometimes and keeps an eye on her while Mom is working, and puts her to work doing things like rolling up bandages that make her feel helpful and important.

Auntie Indra always address Hope very seriously, as though she is a tiny grownup, and claims she has no time to be bothered with a small child who is too young to fight; yet somehow, Hope always manages to find her to pester her with questions. Around age five, she startles her parents by casually switching every once in awhile from English to Trigedasleng midsentence.

Auntie O manages to get her hands on a wooden toy sword from a Grounder child who has outgrown it, and secretly begins teaching Hope how to use it (but secretly, to avoid Abby’s wrath if she ever found out). Sometimes when she babysits, Kane stumbles upon the two of them squished together in the big leather armchair in the bunker library, Hope sitting on her aunt’s lap while Octavia reads to her from Bulfinch’s Mythology.

Every night her parents tuck her into bed with stories about the family that she hasn’t met yet, but someday will. She knows all about her sister Clarke, who lives up above where the trees are, and about her Uncle Bellamy who lives up in the stars.

Hope grows up hearing everybody’s stories. She learns about the people who live in the bunker with her, but she also learns about everyone they’ve loved and lost, whose memories are kept alive in the stories they tell to the first Skaikru child born on the ground. Dad teaches Hope how to be the one who tends the tree, which he dug up from the earth with his bare hands and planted in a metal box in the bunker. He tells her all about his mother, who gave Hope her middle name. Mom tells her stories about her big sister Clarke when she was little, about the games she played with Wells and how she was scared of the dark and how much she loved to draw. Auntie Indra tells her stories about Lexa and Luna and Roan, and about the world of Grounders that used to be. Uncle Nate and Uncle Eric tell her all about the kids who live on the spaceship in the sky, how they lived there all their lives, then crashed down to earth and had so many adventures, and now they’re back up in the sky again. But someday, everyone promises her, someday they’ll all come home.

The Vesta IV returns to Polis a year overdue – a year of rationing and limited medical supplies and escalating tensions and Hope asking her parents every day when her family is coming home. When they finally clear away enough of the rubble to open the door, Hope knows them all so well that she greets them by name before they even know who she is. She wants to touch Raven’s leg brace and Emori’s tattoos and Harper’s blonde hair. “Who the hell are you?” says Murphy dubiously, and she flings her arms around his leg and exclaims “Hi, Uncle John!”

They spill out into the desolate land around Polis and begin the quest to resettle. They find a patch of green forest and the whole crowd, all twelve hundred or so, make their way over the wrecked, dead ground towards it.

Hope is riding on Dad’s shoulders, and she sees the flash of blonde hair in the trees before anyone else does. She begs him to set her down and takes off running as fast as her little legs can carry her. Abby chases her down, calling her name, but Hope is off like a rocket, leaping over logs and bracken until she reaches the clearing, sees the girl standing on the edge of the creek, and yells, “I found you, I found you! You’re my sister!”

After that, it’s as though they were never apart.

Seriously, who taught this boy how to be so sexy?