this took me about an hour

Honestly,

shout out to @losersclubbb because this is something they made me think of. This is very long and I’m not the least bit fucking sorry!

Okay, but IMAGINE if “It” was a TV show, or a Netflix/Hulu/SOMETHING series. Like “Stranger Things”, each episode is about an hour, and it’s a sci-fi crime show. It shows how the kids all meet up, and there’s more time to develop their characters and reveal their back stories and get things made more accurately. The whole series is just in depth on their lives, and a little less outright horror and more head-scratching mystery. 

Like they all decide the Loser’s Club is a crime solving group, dedicated to finding the missing kids and taking care of each other. Like every few episodes there’s a filler where you just find out more about the target character of that episode while they’re out doing normal kid things, and to reign it back to remind you it’s technically suspense/crime, at the end of the filler episodes they’re brought back to reality by a Pennywise sighting, or a red balloon. 

When I say backgrounds I mean backgrounds- on everyone! The Bower’s Gang is NOT exempt because they deserve to be recognized wholly as King made them to be. Their parents will be included too so we can see how they were raised! Know who else isn’t exempt? PENNYWISE AND HIS FUCKING UNIVERSE PIE HOLE. The kids will unravel much more about him in the show than in the movie, including his backstory and how he came to be. And including that nightmare fest in his face. 

Speaking of, they find out mid-series that he’s NOT human, that these crimes are being committed by another entity entirely. They had no idea at first, thinking this mad man was just appearing dressed as a clown or leaving balloons. Once they know more about who they’re dealing with, he decides to let them know about what he knows- turning into their worst fears and taunting them. He taunts them for their most canon fears in the book, Richie and clowns and werewolves, Eddie and disease and his sexuality, (which, by the by, he’s GAY), Beverly and adulthood and her father, etc, etc, etc.! 

It shows them most detailed in kicking his ass in the sewers as a final show down kinda thing, taking up at least a full episode, preferably two, that way the final showdown with the kids is like its own movie. Any time they interact with him, it should have at least a few moments from Penny’s POV, chasing the kids, getting into their heads, seeing exactly the thoughts that give them their fears. (Also since this is really me and I’m biased, I want Eddie to be crushing on Richie, and Richie crushing back, but they don’t date because that’s not super accurate by any means, but the tension and the love is THERE)(And Pennywise is an asshole and uses that to his advantage of FUCKING COURSE)

ANYWAYS YEAH. They have the season finale two-episode special on kicking his ass and the blood oath. Then when the season comes back as adults, it’s all over again- just as much detail into their adult lives, what they’ve been up to, what they’ve missed. Falling back into familiar friendships, relearning the town and Pennywise and each other. I fully support the idea of Reddie becoming an unspoken thing as it’s canon they kinda do and Eddie is very unhappily married. They basically just have touching scenes and yes some filler episodes but not as many and they aren’t as light hearted, more to get the drama of their personal lives and “normal” lives outside of this fleshed out. 

Stan does die before the reunion, and they take a whole episode for him and his story, showing flashbacks of his life as he would think back on them after getting that call, all of his important moments and achievements captured because he is such a beloved and valuable part of the Loser’s Club even if he isn’t in the story as long. They do show him die, and the trauma of it, because his death should not be understated or glossed over. They take another whole chunk of the reunion episode itself for the Losers themselves to reminisce on him and how much they adored him and how much they’ll miss him, going over his proudest moments, and his silliest. 

Eddie does die in the sewer showdown part 2, in Richie’s arms as in the book, but HE FINISHES HIS FUCKING LAST WORDS AND GUESS WHAT HE’S CONFESSING HE’S BEEN IN LOVE WITH RICHIE THIS WHOLE TIME, AND RICHIE SAYS THAT’S WHY HE NEVER GOT MARRIED, THAT HE MAY HAVE FORGOTTEN LIKE THEY ALL DID, BUT THAT HIS SOUL DID NOT AND IT WAS WAITING FOR HIM. THEY ALSO DO NOT LEAVE HIM IN THE FUCKING SEWER. 

THEY BEAT THAT HONKY SIX PIECE CHICKEN MCNOBODY BALDY MONSTER, THEY GET OUT, THEY HAVE A FUNERAL FOR EDDIE, AND RICHIE GETS THEM MATCHING PROMISE RINGS AND BURIES ONE WITH EDDIE AND WEARS THE OTHER ONE AND VISITS HIM EVERY GODDAMN YEAR. THE LOSERS ALL STAY FRIENDS AND THE SERIES ENDS ON 2 FILLER EPISODES, EACH DEDICATED TO THE REMAINING KIDS MAKING THEIR LIVES BETTER- BEVERLY AND BEN GET MARRIED BY THE WAY, AND A BONUS EPISODE OF THEIR FONDEST MEMORIES ALL PUT TOGETHER LIKE A VINTAGE HOME VIDEO, GRAINY AND SLIGHTLY DISCOLORED SOMETIMES, BUT FILLED WITH LAUGHTER AND JOY AND SHENANIGANS, BECAUSE THESE KIDS ARE NOT THEIR TRAUMAS, NOT THEIR FLAWS. THESE KIDS ARE NOT JUST MONSTER KILLERS, THEY ARE HUMAN, AND THEY HAD BEAUTIFUL TIMES TOO. 

BONUS BONUS, THE CREDITS SHOW THE SAME NOSTALGIC VIDEO OF THE CAST INTERACTING AND BEING THEMSELVES BEHIND THE SCENES AND IT’S SO TOUCHING THAT EVERYONE FUCKING CRIES WHEN THE SERIES IS OVER, TEARY KIDS AND ADULTS ALIKE ALL HUGGING AND LAUGHING AND SAYING THAT THIS WAS THE BEST PROJECT OF THEIR LIVES. EVERYONE WATCHING AT HOME IS FUCKING OBLITERATED IN A MESS OF TEARS AND EMOTIONS. THE FUCKING END. 

Squish

Title: Squish

Fandom: Sander Sides

Pairing(s): Logicality

Genre: Angst with a happy ending

Word Count: 2564

Warning(s): Weight Mention

Tag List: @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch

Finally finished @lamp-calm-sanders fic, so sorry it took so long (I say knowing full well this is sadly the shortest amount of time it has ever taken me to write a fic, I am so sorry) (also spent like and hour trying to fix this because tumblr hates the copy paste option)  

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Logan hadn’t always felt bad about his body. Logan hadn’t always looked at his chub with disdain or fantasized what it would be like to be skinny, he hadn’t always wondered what it would be like to not be fat. God, he hated that word, he hated it’s definition, the connotations it brought when he said it, he even hated the ugly way it seemed to roll off his tongue. But he hated that he hated his body even more. He knew he wasn’t unhealthy (He encouraged Thomas to eat healthily often and Logan was not much of a hypocrite) it was just how his body metabolized food and he understood that. He knew the other three loved him and his body but he still couldn’t stop the negativity he felt when he thought about it.

Like he said though, he hadn’t always hated his size, for most of his life the thoughts never dared cross his mind. He wasn’t really sure when they had started, when Thomas was younger he hadn’t minded his size, if anything he liked his body. And he knew the other sides had no problem. Roman didn’t really care, he could playfully quip with Logan no matter how skinny or fat he was. Virgil liked to act like it didn’t bother him but he secretly loved the comfort that came with Logan’s hugs that wouldn’t have felt the same if Logan were any skinnier (he had always taken pride in being the only one besides Patton who could calm the anxious trait down.) And Patton, of course, loved Logan’s size, when they were younger Patton would always gush about how adorable Logan was, calling Logan his favorite “squish.”

Squish (adj)- a way of describing someone who is smol (see card 37), loveable, and sometimes even physically squishy.

Logan pretended he thought it was annoying but he secretly loved the endearing nickname. A warm fuzzy feeling would erupt in his chest whenever Patton said it, his heart would swell and his cheeks would turn bright red (when he was older and could understand emotions better he defined this feeling as happiness.)

Happiness (n)- the state of feeling happy (showing or feeling pleasure/contentment)

But that all changed during Thomas’s teenage years. It had started off small, Thomas would watch a movie with his friends, the coined “fat kid” was always the butt of the jokes. Logan had brushed it off at the time, high school children were often harsh for the sake of it, there was nothing wrong with him, the cruelties of high school were to blame. Then Thomas’s chubbier friends would get picked on at school, Logan once again would brush it off as useless teenage bullying but now there was an inkling of doubt (what if they were right? What if he was the wrong one here, what if they were right) Then social media began to take off and everywhere Logan would people just like him endlessly picked on for no other reason than how big they were. They were accused of being lazy, fat, disgusting, unhygienic, unmotivated, wrong, bad, wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong

After careful data analysis and consideration Logan finally concluded that being fat was bad. If so many people hated it (hated him) then statistically it must be true. Fat was wrong, he was wrong.

If Logan was younger he would have talked to Patton or Virgil about it. He would have crawled in their beds and cried his feelings away until he felt better. He could’ve sobbed into Patton’s chest and laid his insecurities out as they cuddled in his bed. He could have leaned on Virgil’s shoulder as they watched rain trickle down the their windows, just enjoying the quiet content of it all. 

But it was too late for that, they had grown distant as Thomas had gotten older. Virgil was much more controlling during high school, he knew all the horrible things kids in school could do and he just wanted to protect Thomas from it all. But the other sides never thought that was the right way approach to high school and soon it became a constant war of Virgil vs. everyone else. So it hadn’t really surprised Logan when the other’s bickering had grown so tiresome for the anxious side that he had decided he was done with it all and retired to his room. Patton had been upset at first but Virgil could still do his job and he came out eat when he needed to so eventually Patton relented. By the time Thomas started making vines Logan had only seen Virgil a handful of times.

And Logan, too, had become more distant, Patton and Roman were too emotional most of the time (this was when he missed his left brain bro… the name was Virgil’s suggestion) and he did not have the time or energy to deal with them. He and Roman started disagreeing more often, Roman’s outlandish ideas sometimes overpowering any logical thought. Patton, of course, tried to bond with him every once in awhile but each time Logan would brush it off, so yeah, Logan was not in any position to ask any of them for help.

So he dealt on his own, and he was good at it. He learned to bottle his emotions up into this tiny spot in his chest and never touch them again. Using that method he could cope with all his issues without any negative connotations for Thomas. He was fine.

Until he wasn’t.

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“This one’s for you Patton!” Thomas exclaimed, phone in hand. It was a late Tuesday night and they had yet again been subjected to Sides Q&A. “What’s your favorite cartoon?”

“Ooh! It’s so hard to choose,” Patton gushed. “But if I have to choose I’d saaaaaay, Steven Universe but Legend of Korra is always a close second.” Patton said with a grin. It’d been a bad day for Logan, nothing particular had happened it was just one of those really bad days where the mirrors seemed to distort his image until he felt like he was looking at an ugly monster. It was one of those day where he didn’t want anyone to see him, it made him feel open and vulnerable and he couldn’t deal with that right now.  It was just one of those days where he just wanted to lay in his bed and hide under the covers until the sun went away. But life was never exactly kind to Logan when exactly kind when he wanted it to be.

“Virgil, in your opinion, who gives the best hugs?” Thomas queried, breaking Logan from his train of thought.

“I don’t really have many options considering Patton’s the only one who hugs me but I guess I’d say Patton,” Virgil said, bitterness from his years of exclusion leaking through. Pain pierced through Logan’s heart, he used to be Virgil’s favorite hugger.

Longing (n)- a yearning desire for what once was or what could be

“I will make an effort in the future to engage in more comforting physical contact.” Logan managed to squeeze out of his chest, stoic as ever, determined to hide the swell of emotions threatening to break the surface.

“As will I!” Roman declared. “I shall become the best hugger you have ever seen Virgil dear.” Virgil rolled his eyes but everyone could see the light blush that dusted his cheeks.

“Ah! Here’s another one for Logan,” Thomas interrupted. “What’s your favorite vocabulary card?” The interests of the other three perked up. It seemed like Logan had hundreds of cards and they’d only seen a handful.

”There are many that I’ve grown fond of but at this time my favorite is Extra.” Logan replied, flipping the card out from his back pocket.

Extra (adj)- Someone who is over the top, flamboyant or dramatic when it is not necessary

“It was not only one of the easier ones to learn but it is also an adequate insult for Roman.” He said with a mischievous smirk. Roman feigned an affronted gasp.

“I’ll let you know,” He cried, hand over his heart “I take that as a compliment.” He said dramatically and sniffled.

“See, case in point. You are extra.” Logan said, pointing at him, earning a chuckle from Virgil and another gasp from Roman. Thomas chuckled but pulled up another ask.

“This one’s for all of you,” He said. “Who do you all think is the hottest?” Immediately, they all jumped in, putting in their thoughts.

“Noooo, I can’t choose we’re all beautiful.” Patton said in distress eyes bouncing to all of them wildly.

“Oh it’s me of course,” Roman said gallantly, striking a pose.

“Why are you forcing us to choose who is what society expects to be ‘hot?’”Virgil asked, shaking his head. 

“I hate to say it, but I do agree with Roman,” Logan spoke up and everyone paused to stare at him, even Thomas, Logan rarely agreed with Roman, much less on frivolous things such as this. “While you all are beautiful in your own way, Roman is the only one who fits the societal version of a hot version and actively tries to maintain this image.” No one spoke for a moment, the air tense and uncomfortable. Everyone was staring at Logan like he’d just grown two more heads, he looked away, not used to so much attention on him at once. Finally, Patton broke the silence.

“You mean, we are all beautiful, you forgot yourself.” He whispered and Logan tensed, Patton was the type of person who just sort of knew when someone wasn’t feeling like themselves and Logan didn’t want Patton to know right now.

Intuition (n)- the ability to understand something immediately, without the need for conscious reasoning

“Yes, yes, of course, merely a slip of the tongue,” Logan lied, his fingers tapping on his wrist to the beat of his nervous heart rate. “However, this question was shallow and I’d prefer not to take part in ones like these again, therefore I shall be going. Goodbye everyone.” He sunk out as quick as he could, he could hear the others saying their goodbyes and following behind him as he willed all his strength into not sprinting into his room and collapsing into his bed.

“Hey, Logan,” Virgil mumbled from behind, managing to catch him in the commons. “Umm.. sleep well.” He said, smiling softly, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. It may not have seemed like much but Logan knew it was so much more, when he was ready he would go to Virgil and finally talk about what was bothering him but he wasn’t ready yet and Virgil understood that.

With that comforting thought, he finally made it into his room and collapsed on the bed, the metaphorical damn breaking as his chest seemed to cleave in two, silent tears leaking out as he curled in on himself, bringing his knees to his chest. But he surprisingly didn’t feel particularly bad, there wasn’t any of the usual uncomfortable ball of sadness weighing on his chest, instead there was nothing. But he didn’t feel good either. It wasn’t like the weight had been lifted, it seemed more like a pleasant numbing. If he was being honest, he didn’t really feel anything at all.

He could deal with that, not feeling was fine, Logan was perfectly okay with not feeling. It probably wasn’t healthy but it was something different from the aches that usually plagued him everyday and Logan could use every break he could get. Patton, on the other hand, was not fine with that and chose a very poor time to barge into Logan’s room.

“Hey, kiddo, I noticed you were feeling down earlier and wanted to know if-” Patton paused, noticing the strange emptiness of the room. “Logan?” Logan didn’t move, laying still in his void of nothingness, he wanted Patton to go away and take all his feelings with him, Logan did not need them right now, he couldn’t breathe when they were there and needed them to leave.

“Oh honey,” Patton cooed and hurried over to the bed to sit next to Logan, his hand resting soothingly on Logan’s knee. “Is this about the Q&A question earlier?” Logan hesitantly nodded numbly, staring right past Patton. It was useless lying to Patton, he’d pester Logan until he confessed if he didn’t.

“I-I was not feeling my best.” He managed to mumble, the salty sensation of his tears shocking him closer to reality.

“Why?” Patton asked softly.

“It.. reminded me that I-I do not have a.. d-desirable body type.” He said slowly and Patton frowned.

“Is it because you’re chubbier than us?” Patton asked and Logan nodded again, more tears flowing as a silent sob wracked through him. Patton frowned and turned to face the crying boy. “You know that your size has nothing to do with your beauty right?” Logan paused.

“B-But it does,” Logan said earnestly. “I have looked over so much data, and the data shows that fat people are ugly. So I must be ugly… It’s only logical thinking.” He trailed off at the end, looking away from Patton and focusing on a tiny speck of dust in his covers.

“Can you sit up kiddo? I want to prove you wrong.” Patton said after a moment, an unidentifiable look in his eyes. Logan frowned but relented, sitting cross legged across from Patton, who smiled and poked his arm.

“See these arms? You may only see flab, but I see that these arms are the same arms that give the best hugs in the mindscape, even Virgil will agree with me on this one.” Patton lightly squeezed his arm and Logan rolled his eyes.

“And this tum?” Patton lightly pinched a bit of fat around his stomach. “This is the cutest tum I have ever seen. Even if you don’t think so.” He gave Logan a quick tickle as Logan giggled slightly and squirmed away.

“And you said your body isn’t hot? Well we must be talking about different people because Logan baby those hips do not lie.” Patton whistled, gaining a small chuckle from Logan. “You are perfect just the way you are Logan, your size is beautiful and just the right size for you. Your size is a part of who you are, you wouldn’t be my favorite squish without it.” The childhood nickname sent Logan over the edge as he launched himself into Patton’s arms, sobbing as Patton cupped Logan’s head against his shoulder. He let years of anguish and self loathing overflow as he clung to Patton like a frightened child. Patton calmingly shushed him and whispers words of kindness into his ears as they fell back against Logan’s bed, content in each other’s arms.

Logan knew he’d always have bad days. He knew there would be times where he couldn’t stand to look in a mirror. There would be days he’d want to hide away and never let anyone in but he knew Patton and the other sides would always be there for him and in that moment, for Logan, that was enough.

Also, Logan lied, extra was not his favorite vocabulary word.

Squish (adj)- a way of describing someone who is smol (see card 37), loveable, and sometimes even physically squishy. (i.e Logan)

Kudos to writers who can reply within an hour/a day after someone comments on their work because it takes me a whole month(s) to reply to all in one go but know that I very much appreciate comments on my fics and that i die a little more inside (in a good way) because hey someone took their time to say something about my fic and bless you because you are treasure

I was going to hold off on any new artwork until I got the new display tablet, but I got inspired and bored so I painted this!
Took me about 3 and a half hours to make all in all, and I’m super happy how it turned out! I learned how to paint candles the other week, so I wanted to do something with Candles, semi transparent wax, and my favorite color pallet (Orange/Blue complementary) so this is what I made! I hope everyone likes it! I tried to capture a sense of cold warmth.

Just one more step to reaching my random goal of becoming a professional artist! :D

get to know me tag

Rules: Tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know

@sheparddcommander @smellyowl @noshirtnoblouse update me on yourselves

Tagged by @4kthighs shylene babe I’m sorry it took 2 years for me to do this

Nicknames- mo, morgana

Gender- female

Star Sign- aries

Height- 5′3″

Sexuality- straight but like…. everyone’s at least a little gay… 

Hogwarts House- slytherin

Favorite Animal- cats and corvids (crows and ravens specifically)

Average Hours Spent on Sleeping- it really depends, sometimes only 4 and sometimes I can’t get up and I sleep for 10 hours

Dogs or Cats- cats >>>>>>>>> dogs (I like dogs but like….. CATS u know?)

Number of blankets I sleep with- three thousand and two

Dream Trip- currently to south korea for skincare and makeup. and the final wings tour (gdi, Shy, I wish we could go)

Dream Job- too many to list. I can’t figure out what I want to do the most that’s actually reasonable 

When I made this account- uuhhh a handful of months ago, like July or something 

Why I made this account- got tired of my dash on frannykranzy, wanted less followers and mutuals

# of followers- 33

Day 3 at work

I took the morning off to see Emily. (I told them at the time I was given a start date that I had an existing appointment.) I got here at 12 and saw my supervisor in the break room so we meet for about 45 minutes. We talked about my schedule and went over the electronic record program. She said she was trying to find appointments that I could sit in on and in the meantime found me an office and told me to play around in the records.

I pretty much know the system already. I mean over 3 hours yesterday was a lot of time, considering I’m very computer literate and am a quick learner when I can do things hands on.

So it’s now been two hours since we met. I have a session to sit on tomorrow at 1:30, but nothing today. I’ve spent two hours playing with charts. I’m bored out of my mind. The office I’m using today is vacant, so there’s not even anything to snoop through or books to skim…

I’m going to have to be proactive tomorrow morning to get some intakes to shadow. I think Monday I’ll try to get one to do myself. Intakes are only between 8:30 and 11 am and 2:30 to 3:15 pm each day, so at most I could sit in on 4.

She doesn’t have me scheduled to start at the school until the first full week of November. I might ask to start the 30th though, because I’m so bored and I really want to start my regular schedule so I can see Emily. I could probably work that schedule anyway, but what the hell am I going to do at the clinic from 8:30am until 7pm if I have no clients? I suppose I could read my packet about mutual funds for my 403b. *insert eye roll*

Emily might be able to see me Wed night next week. *fingers crossed

The idea of having my own clients is scary as fuck. I am only moderately intimidated by doing my own intakes, as you literally ask questions and type it into the form as you go. Very similar to the family assessments I’ve done in the past, probably easier because these clients are seeking help, as opposed to families feeling that I’m intruding into their life/privacy when their child is the client.

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do you know that (8/8) : bts edition

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An afternoon date~

and a bonus

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SHADOWHUNTERS SEASON 2
beside still water

“the destruction of the souled creatures of the downworld, and of our own nephilim? that is not heaven’s wish

my browser crashed and i retyped all of this just for @rreneewalker bc she’s Nice™

hey lets talk about ronans buzzcut cause i just shaved my head, cool? cool

  • its therapeutic as hell
    • seriously its the best feeling
  • the first time he shaves his head its not long after niall died
  • everything he sees reminds him of his father
  • its one too many times he sees his reflection, sees his father staring back at him, and he decides fuck it.
    • he grabs a random pair of scissors and just starts chopping off his hair as close as he can get it to his scalp
    • he doesn’t sleep that night
    • he keeps having to wait for his vision clear to finish the job
    • its the first and last time he cries for his father
  • gansey finds him the next morning red eyed, wide awake, and clutching the scissors in a death grip
  • he takes the scissors away, doesn’t say a word about ronan skipping, and comes home that afternoon with proper clippers
  • from then on, it becomes monthly routine for them
    • “ok dick, no cutting my ears off”
    • “it was one damn time, and i barely nicked you leave me alone”
    • “language, dick”
    • “say goodbye to your ears”
  • the first time adam is around for it, he’s at monmouth for something or other, and him and gansey are doing homework (re: adam is doing homework while gansey is hunched over his journal waxing poetic about is magical sleeping boyfriend)
  • ronan busts out of his room, clippers in hand and just yells “HEY DICK”
    • cue gansey flailing and dropping all his shit
    • he’s a soft guy ok ronan startles him a lot
  • gansey gets up and goes into the bathroom/kitchen/laundry room to cut ronan’s hair 
  • adam’s kinda ???? until he hears the clippers
  • he’s…kinda curious so he goes in and sees ronan on a stool, gansey balancing on the side of the bathtub behind him (ronan’s super tall ok this is the only way he can get it even stop laughing noah), and noah’s chilling on the counter
  • adam can kinda tell like…this is Important. this is a ronan-and-gansey thing that he’s being allowed to be a part of because ronan? adam’s never seen him look this relaxed, like. ever. his head is tipped forward and that permanent set to his shoulders is gone. gansey’s even humming his terrible hipster music under his breath and ronan hasn’t complained once.
    • when adam and ronan first met, ronan was, of course, kind of a dick. but after this, after adam is allowed to be there for this little monthly ritual, he feels like ronan has taken him in. 
  • because theyre dumb boys ronan and noah will try to blow shavings into each others faces (which lemme tell you?? all those tiny hairs??? THEY GET EVERYWHERE ITS THE WORST)
  • gansey scolds them and all he gets is a “shut up mom” in unison back, and adam, sitting in the doorway watching his friends, can’t help but smile
  • later, when adam and ronan are dating, adam sort of gets obsessed with the buzzcut. he can’t make fun of ronan’s hand fixation at all okay the kid has not a leg to stand on because he’s constantly running his hands over ronan’s head, eventually he starts cutting it for him, theyre,, so into each other i can’t deal good god anyway
  • when adam is off at school and gansey is off helping his mom one weekend, blue and ronan are….unsupervised
    • theyre idiots ok 
    • blue decides she wants a side shave and lets ronan do it
    • the boy has never??? done it to himself??? he’s just standing there with the attachments and blue’s like “well?” and he looks at her dead on and just
    • “i have no fucking clue what i’m doing”
    • once she’s done laughing at his sorry ass, she calls in calla for help, who ends up just doing it for them 
    • ronan totally tries to sneak away cause hell no he’s not letting calla shave his head she’ll try to kill him
    • she snatches him by his damn tank top “sit the fuck down, snake. you’re starting to look unruly.”
    • you better be damn sure blue recorded the entire process of ronan grumpily getting his hair trimmed and sent it to adam
  • all in all, ronan loves getting his head shaved. at first, it was like the tattoo. it was about doing something different, of being something different, because how was he supposed to get people to see how much niall’s death changed him if he didn’t throw it in their faces with a buzzcut and a huge tattoo. 
  • but now….now its memories of calm afternoons with gansey and noah, and later adam too. its blue having to jump comically high to smack him on the head and yell “FRESH CUT”, and him pretending its annoying she noticed. its adam giving him a soft peck on the crown of his head after a trim. its a nice little monthly ritual with his family. 
  • he may not see niall’s reflection staring back at him anymore, but he’s not just niall’s son. he’s not just the greywaren, he’s ronan and he likes his buzzcut, he likes the people who help with it, he likes that it makes him feel like he has his own reflection. 
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Bakugou’s smile can scare off childrens easily..(・∀・ ) He could run the title of “Number 1. Most Evil-looking hero” for generations lololol

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i hope this counts as “several children” XD @princeasimdiya12

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