Oh my gosh! You guys have some major thirst for Prince Lotor and I’m living for it you guys!!! Because I’m in love with this gorgeous purple alien of a man! Okay, some snuggle headcanon’s coming up!
The whole aspect of “snuggles” intrigues Lotor when his S/O brings it up.
The first time him and his S/O have a snuggle time, Lotor is shook!
Having the chance to wrap his arms around his S/O without having the eyes of everyone else on them.
“I’ve waited all day to hold you in my arms, my dear.”
Always loves the warmth his S/O radiates off of them, it makes him feel safe and sound.
Caresses his S/O’s sides and hips, rubbing small circles into the soft flesh.
Once he gets comfy, it’s so hard to get him out of snuggle mode.
“(Y/N), my love, just a few more minutes.”
Is always the big spoon because he loves to cradle his S/O in his arms and it gives him a sense of being their protector at all times.
Be prepared for Lotor to be incredibly defensive and protective of you. To him you are a fiercely burning star and your safety is a priority of his.
However, he also holds a lot of faith in you to keep yourself safe and has immense trust in your abilities, so he won’t be overbearing with it.
(He’s seen you kick ass)
Although if you require his assistance with any issue, he will be at your side in a heartbeat, prepared to sort out whatever you need help with.
Lotor isn’t particularly affectionate with you in public, the extent of his affections towards you is that of brushing his fingers over your knuckles as he stands closer to you than anyone else. He has an appearance to keep up as Emperor after all.
When you are alone, it is a different matter entirely.
Initially he was rather bad at showing you affection. Although, given that he was raised by Zarkon and probably didn’t have the… best life physically, emotionally or mentally, who can blame him?
So for a while you are gently easing him into various shows of love and affection. It takes a while for him to grow used to it, seeing as part of him is always prepared to protect himself, but he slowly comes to be relaxed around you with it.
Quick hugs that part too soon for your taste become long and gentle, with Lotor clinging to you as if your body is part of his own.
You pecking him on the cheek with a kiss turns into him asking for a kiss on the mouth (an idea that originally appalled him as it is not part of Galran culture, but he comes to love it), which escalates slowly from there.
Lotor comes to adore all sense of affection once he grows used to them, however he will only accept shows from you and reciprocate it with you. Concerning anyone else, his walls are still up and his defences are heightened.
He really likes cuddling! Something you and you alone are allowed to know.
When it comes to spooning, he secretly adores being the little spoon (even if he is far taller than you). It’s a moment in which he feels completely safe from any harm, wrapped in your caring embrace and held to you.
Also loves feeling your heartbeat against his back.
If you aren’t spooning, Lotor rather enjoys being tangled up with you, with your head tucked safely beneath his chin. He’ll form a protective shield between you and the bedroom door as well.
Prepare yourself for lots of gifts! This man is extravagant and loves to show it, especially to you, seeing as he thinks you deserve the universe and more.
Being an Emperor and helping Voltron is a time-consuming job, so you will usually find little gifts and a sweet note from him in your favourite places to go whenever he is gone for a day or more.
Lotor lives for your smile and the way all the stars in the galaxy shine in your eyes when you are happy or excited.
He has the same look, just when his eyes are focused on you. Something Allura takes a large amount of fun out of teasing him about when they are alone and aren’t focusing on a life-saving mission.
Run your fingers through Lotors hair when he is stressed and he will melt a little bit into you.
If you’re alone he will ask you to brush his hair, possibly braid it as well, as long as you remove it before he goes out again.
One time he let you braid flowers into his hair and regretted doing so when he nearly went to a meeting with some Galra Generals and his hair still had exotic flowers from a jungle planet styled into it.
Lotor also loves it when you gently brush your fingers against the back of his neck (just give him some warning beforehand!), or over his arms when his armour is off.
He loves running his fingers over your arms, shoulders and back! So expect him to do that quite a lot when you are alone.
Also has a fixation with your hair??? He just loves running a hand over it continuously.
Lotor wants to learn all he can about Earth, it’s customs, norms, values etc. So he actively encourages you to talk about it.
You miss home quite a lot, so this works well for you as it gives you an area to vent your feelings, which Lotor is glad of.
In turn he’ll teach you about a variety of Alien cultures that he has encountered throughout his life. Lotor likes it when people learn new things and how enthralled you get is something he finds cute.
Will definitely take you to some of these planets so that you can experience things there first hand.
Buys you more little gifts at these planets and will present them to you when you return back to the Empires central command and are alone.
A bit awkward when he gives them to you, but how happily you smile eases any worries on Lotors mind.
Lotor just,,, adores you so much and he doubts that he will ever be able to properly express it.
Oh my gosh, so I usually don’t upload plays or anything but I just had to gif this because it was so funny (and painful to rewatch) but basically I NEVER play Hanzo and I decided to play him in a match last night because hey, why not. So I’m sucking pretty hard almost the entire match until my
pièce de résistance.
Enemy Junkrat about to let loose his Rip Tire and out of the most disgusting stroke of luck, I destroy it right as he’s setting it off…before it even leaves an inch away from him. So I freaking -see- Junkrat’s model standing there with his fingers plugged in his ears and like the twitchy person I am, shoot again, somehow hitting him straight in the head. I had to switch off Hanzo afterward because I died after standing there laughing my head off at the ridiculousness of the situation and the sound that Junkrat makes when he dies
I’ve been in this situation WAY too many times – I absolutely seethe with rage when there’s a good enemy sniper. I could feel the rage from the Junkrat afterward, seeing as how he had a personal vendetta against me the rest of the match. But I just wanna say…I feel you, buddy…I feel you.
Ah, I really like this idea/headcanon. I think it was either canon or speculated/theorized by a fan made timeline that McCree left before everything started spiraling down into chaos? Either way, I can easily see this happening with a wandering McCree, wondering if he should return and settle things with his boss even though things had been going south too quick.
Can you imagine the distress he’d feel after hearing about it? Leaving is one thing, but he never imagined this – never wanted people he’s known for a good portion of his life to just suddenly be gone. His heart lurches when he hears the names of those who were in the building when the explosion happened. Reyes…Captain Amari…so many other comrades. He ends up passing out in that bar from the shock alone.
I wonder if he’d feel any sort of regret – guilt, of some sorts for who knows how long after the incident? He’d try so hard to reach out to people he knew were still around, even though it was hard. Mercy is one such contact but staying in contact with her was difficult enough – after the incident, it’s all but impossible. The two people he confided in most are gone, others are MIA or in hiding…he’s doing the same – without Blackwatch, he’s back on the wanted list.
The memory of that woman doesn’t come back to him for a very long time after that. Thinking about the explosion is at the forefront of his mind so much that he can’t really remember the day before that. But when he does, he always considers it such twisted luck that a random, pretty stranger would talk him into staying where he was at instead of heading back to Zurich like he wanted to.
Sometimes he wonders if he’ll ever meet her again. McCree likes to think about what he’d like to say if he did – would he thank her? Thank her for her cryptic words and enchanting smile that tipped him over the edge and caused him to stay put? Or would he yell at her? Grab her arms and shake her for not letting him have the peace of death. Everyone is gone – it’s all broken, and he feels like he’s left trying to piece back a vase shattered into a million pieces – impossible.
Few years down the road and he’s nearly pushing forty. He ends up in a bar, in a place much warmer than last time. The tequila’s pretty good and the scenery isn’t bad either. He finds himself chatting with a pretty lady and can’t help the feeling that he’s seen that devious little smile somewhere before…
I’ve been waiting for SOOO LONG to finally finish CLASSIC McCree and all my pain and neverending nights working till morning are totally worth now!!! I finished to paint everything today morning at 6AM then we went to shoot in Badlands under terrific cold weather conditions and rain! I kept my positivity and motivation and took everything as a personal challenge because success and results never arrive without pain and sacrifice! 💪🏼
I want to thank again my friends for supporting me, @zombiesmasher_cosplay for helping me out on some accessories, @luce_cosplay for rescuing me on the poncho and @products_of_design for the chest plate! ✌🏼
Last but not least, @otafest organization for arranging this shooting and location ❤️
I wanted to post this piece that my friend, @spacemomo, had commissioned for me last year. Sadly, the artist, @wickedalbion, passed away in February.
Since it was never posted, and the artist asked to be remembered via art, I thought it would be nice to post it for everyone to see.
I requested Goddess Mercy (her Winged Victory skin) & Demon Junkrat (from his Heroes of the Storm skin) kissing, and recieved this wonderful present. Please enjoy it, and also check out the other great Overwatch art by the late @wickedalbion.
@spacemomo also does a lot of cute McHanzo stuff, featuring them as cats, so have a peek at her gallery if you’re interested in that!
I am absolutely blown away by my April patreon reward from @blue-blossom ! I asked for mermaid/pirate Mercyrat to go with my fic In This World or The One Below and it’s beautiful!
My take on PrinceLotor from Voltron ❤ getting back to painting
silver haired male chars ❤sfw/nsfw psd,hd jpg, video process
etc>https://www.patreon.com/posts/18809959
Satet: (January 1-7, June 19-28, September 1-7, November 18-26)
Nile people are very determined, passionate, and peaceful people. They are leaded by their dreams and passions and bring harmony wherever they go. They are very analytical and are great with details. Their open-mindness makes them well liked, they treat all walks of life equal and help anyone in need of a helping hand.
Amun Ra: (January 8-21, February 1-11)
Amun Ra is the god of creation. Those who belong to this sign are strong, firm, athletic, and hard working. Their strengths are strong will-power, courage, and self-confidence. They are also excellent leaders and organizers. Their known weaknesses are intolerance and anger. They can excel in financial related professions.
Mut: (January 22-31, September 8-22)
If your Egyptian astrological sign is Mut, you have a great vision on how you want to live your life. You are determined and focused on making your dreams come true. Mut people are often sensitive and shy and keep their true feelings hidden from those around them. Only when they get to know someone really well, they will open up and show who they really are.
Geb: (February 12-29, August 20-31)
People born under Geb are reliable, honest, and caring with their families and friends. Their personality is friendly, endearing, and authentic which make them well-liked. Geb people trust their intuition and feelings and have strong sense about things. They can by shhy, sensitive, introverted, negative things can get to them easily.
Osiris: (March 1-10, November 27 to December 18)
Osiris is the god of the underworld. Those who take their birth under this sign are extremely perplexing and misunderstood. Their strengths are dynamism, intelligence, smartness, and enterprising. Their only weakness is that they try to avoid responsibility. These people are good in teaching and selling. Osiris people are optimistic, positive and passionate about their future and therefore excellent with starting new endeavors.
Isis: (March 11-31, October 18-29, December 19-31)
The goddess Isis is the deity of discipline. People born under this sign are honorable, proud, and idealistic. They’re also very logical and intuitive. People under the influence of Isis are mostly calm, generous, and optimistic. Their strength lies in being active and self-reliant. Isis people are also quite popular among their friends and are very good communicators. Their weaknesses are extreme obsession and withdrawing, when the chips are down.
Thoth: (April 1-19, November 8-17)
Thoth is the god of wisdom and learning. People born under the sign of the god of divine words are excellent in solving their problems and skilled at organizing things and events. Nevertheless, they can forego anything in exchange for a better offer. Thoth people are seasoned, original, and authentic. At times, they are very rash, impatient and hasty.
Horus: (April 20 to May 7, August 12-19)
Horus is the God of the Sky and the Shining Sun. The people who are born under this sign are courageous, daring, and aggressive. Horus people are optimistic, social, and extremely motivated to achieve their goals. They want to achieve the best of life. However, they could be unrealistic, stubborn, and extremely reluctant to face others. Family is very important to people under this sign, and they tend to place the needs of their loved one’s before their own.
Anubis: (May 8-27, June 29 to July 13)
Anubis is the deity of the underworld. It’s probably the most determined and tolerant of all signs. People who are born under this sign are self reliant, self confident, and has the ability to carry out any task. They are extremely sympathetic, generous, loving, affectionate, and caring. Their weakness could be that people may take them for a ride at times. Anubis people are very generous and creative. Their emotions are sometimes intense, authoritative, and unpredictable.
Seth: (May 28 to June 18, September 28 to October 2)
If you are born under this sign, you are a free spirit that does not like to be held back. You are seeking change and new adventures that offer you new challenges in life. You dislike any kind of routine and like to try new things and go to new places. Seth people are natural leaders and strive to exceed in everything they do. No challenge is too big for a Seth. You are very determined and persistent in pursuing your goals and dreams and will not give up until they are accomplished.
Bastet: (July 14-28, September 23-27, October 3-17)
You are searching for harmony, peace, and balance in your life and you dislike any kind of confrontations, chaos, and stressful situations. As a Bastet, it is easy for you to put others’ needs above your own and lend a helping hand whenever you see need. You’re not only loyal in romantic relationships but also with family and friends. You can be truly counted on. Bastets can be sensitive, vulnerable and emotional, but at the same time very protective over those they love.
Sekhmet: (July 29 to August 11, October 30 to November 7)
Sekhmet is the Goddess of War and Vengeance. Those who are born under this Egyptian zodiac sign are mentally brilliant, imaginative and optimistic. They’re extremely jovial and talkative with people. They are witty and accommodating and their strengths lie in their hospitable character. Sekhmet people are honest, sensitive, and good in business. Their weaknesses are anger, impatience, argumentative, and are characterized by their lack of indulgence, their uncompromising side and their sense of values.
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McCree being this detective who only ever really sees a part of the whole picture because he’s always been more of an action man than a formulator.
Sombra being the exasperated closeted genius who does this sort of thing for fun rather than for a living and anonymously sends in McCree the remaining clues to help him solve the mystery. Because she never likes to see things half finished.
She thinks he’d take all the credit but surprisingly, he doesn’t. Publicly, he announces he’s had help from an unknown source. It dampens any huge reputation he could have gained but Sombra finds herself respecting him for it. The nice things he says about his mysterious informant leaves her ears burning and cheeks warm.
That coat is still ugly on him, though. She hopes that Dr. Ziegler, McCree’s assistant, will help in that department sometime in the future. Lest she’ll be having to leave anonymous letters with wardrobe advice…
He yawns, looking down at the woman nestled in his arms, cybernetics glowing softly in the dark motel room.
“Sorry, sweetheart…didya say somethin’?” he asks her.
There’s no answer, as she simply moves further up into his hold, head resting against his chest and sighing.
“No,” she finally replies. “I didn’t say anything. Buenas noches, McCree.”
He turns so she’s forced to face him, placing his thumb on her chin as he leans in to give her a kiss, soft and sweet.
“G’night, darlin’. Sweet dreams.” With that, he helps her settle back down against him, their combined warmth and sound of chirping crickets outside lulling him to sleep.
But slumber never comes easy to Sombra – let alone when she’s with McCree. She wants to stay awake – desperate to savor each moment she’s with him, even when he’s not conscious for it. It’s always like this when they get together…either it’ll be him that’s gone in the morning or her. It will always be like that.
Despite wanting nothing more than to continue this embrace, she has to go. She slips out of his hold without much trouble, and she briefly wonders if it’s so easy because he knows he has to let her go or he doesn’t care as much as she does. Either option hurts to think about so she stops.
Leaving McCree is always a process, one that isn’t complete unless she takes a look back to her lover and bids him farewell until they can meet again. Silently, she moves to his side and presses a peck to his cheek.
“I wish we could stay like this forever.”
Her fingers lovingly drape through his hair one last time, knowing he will not wake. And then, like the shadow she is, she’s gone, leaving her heart behind in some unnamed roadside motel.
Despite Genji being at peace with his body, there are still some things he lacks confidence with, mostly the appearance of his face and the scarred flesh he has left. To Sombra, someone who’s willingly modified her body, it’s not so jarring as he thinks it is. Still, she respects his limits and when she realizes he doesn’t like taking the face plate off too much, she works around this, grabbing at his shoulder and bringing him down so she can kiss the metal plate of his helm.
Kisses are rare between these two because they prefer hand holding but the kisses that do happen usually happen during emotional moments. Kisses to the shoulder, hand, back, or forehead are their go-to.
THE BROS: If the Royal Tombs had been left in better condition, we’d have more weapons for the Armiger.
THAT 2,000 YEAR OLD FUCKER WITH HIS 117 WEAPONS ARSENAL: Yes…too bad…(kicks walls)…the old kings…(tears down a pillar)…didn’t know…(pours gasoline)…how to build things…(lights a match)…to last.
You really didn’t want to see him take leave. He already wore himself out caring for the people afflicted with the taint of the scourge and although you loved the man he is, it seems only you had reason enough to know limitations. He was only mortal, afterall.
Still, he insisted. He said he had a duty as a king of a land founded by himself and his beloved brother.
Ardyn: “The Crystal chose me.”
Often he would say this, as if it would ease you, but you knew Ardyn as the stubborn sort. He takes great pride as a leader, as an example of hope and courage to others, and this quality made you proud…and frightened. You watched him furnish himself with his armor hidden beneath his surcote and cloak, his signature patterned red scarf wrapped around his neck as the finishing touch. You smiled slightly, always taking great care in his looks.
Ardyn: “If I cannot protect my home, how can I expect to protect my people? My family?”
He steps closer to you, the intensity of his words were held in his eyes as he looked at you.
Ardyn: “The love of my life?”
There was a sinking anguish brewing within your chest. You knew him to be more than capable of taking care of himself, the Astrals assured that much when granting him the blessing of their divine strength, but still…
You: “I…do not want you to go.”
Ardyn pulls you close to him and touches his forehead to yours. Both of your eyes close, feeling nothing but affection and adoration pouring from this small gesture. Whenever he held you like this, it was his unspoken way of expressing how much he cared about you, how much he trusted you, and how much he asked you to have faith in him. However, every time he did this, it only further pained the ache in your chest. To you, every time felt like it would be…the last time.
Ardyn: “When I rise victorious, meet me at our spot. Do you remember?”
You: “The cliff overlooking the sea?”
Ardyn: “The very same. We will settle there and start anew.”
You: “Have you forgotten that you’re king?”
Ardyn: “I’m certain Somnus wouldn’t mind keeping the throne warm every now and then.”
You: “Your poor brother.”
It was meant as a joke, one he smiled at, relishing in this fleeting moment of joy. His expression then turns somber.
Ardyn: “…I love you.”
Those three words that held such heavy weight made way to your ears in the lightest whisper. Tears began to fall down your cheeks. With a slight of hand, he wipes them away before holding your face tenderly in his warm, calloused touch and pulls you into a sweet kiss. The emotion pouring from his lips left you shaking and breathless. You did not want it to end, but as all things do, it did. You look at Ardyn who gazed back at you for the longest time once he pulled away, his eyes raking over your face and form as if imprinting it all into memory. With a heavy sigh, he dons his hat and turns his body the opposite way. He steals one last glance at you over his shoulder.
Ardyn: “I will return to you…”
And just like that, you watched him put distance between you two in great strides. His head held high and his back towards you. There he goes again and you prayed to the Draconian that he will keep his word.
You: “For you, I shall wait an eternity and more…”
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He shuffles across the sands of a dusty beach, the rays from the burning sun shining atop his hat, casting a shadow over his face. From a distance, Ardyn hears the sounds of the seagulls cawing at one another and the distinctive sound of water crashing against the surface of the rock bed below. Purposefully, the trek was long and stretched, but eventually he reaches his destination and releases a long awaited breath.
The man walks closer to the edge and kneels down. Before him, a small mound of gathered dirt surrounded by carefully laid stone. At the very top of the mound sat another stone, carved with runes of a language long forgotten by all…except him. It has been ages… He reads the runes aloud before dipping his head low.
Ardyn: “I have returned, my heart… Forgive me for taking so long…”
This way girls and boys can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.
I’m 29 yrs old and I have lots of BIG stretchmarks! They started when I was around 13 and by the time I was 16, I was covered in massive purple gashlike stretchmarks all over my hips and boobs and even a little on my arms. Against my super pale skin, I thought I looked like a monster. I remember crying alone sometimes just because my skin didn’t look like anyone else’s skin, and everything the internet told me was that I’d have to wait for years for them to even look a little better.
And here I am today. They’re not purple any more, but they’re puffy and shiny, and definitely not ‘sexy’. But I don’t cry any more because not only have I learned that lots of people have skin like mine, but I’ve learned that it doesn’t matter. My husband and friends like my skin because it’s part of me.
A person’s skin is just a big organ that keeps us safe from burns and pokes and infections while letting us touch the people we love. Nothing more.
Short but sweet and always done with 100% of their love poured into it – kisses only done in private because Hanzo and Mei-Ling are people who appreciate not being stared at and are professional folk. Sleepy and soft kisses are their jam.
I’m not a huge fan of the Shimada clan dragons being corporeal entities HC that’s popular in this fandom, so forgive me if this isn’t want you were expecting, anon.
But when I read this prompt, I just tend to think of sweet bonding moments between Hanzo and Mei-Ling. The dragon is an ancient and revered symbol in both their cultures.
Of course, as a scientist, she’s always been more of a fan of the things that are proven and tangible rather than stories, but the way Hanzo speaks of the tale of the Dragon of the North and South Winds, she can’t help but listen in awe. It’s obvious that while memories of his family still cause him distress, the story itself holds great meaning to Hanzo.
But one day, she wonders if the symbol of the dragon sometimes does more harm than good for her beloved. The next time he tells her another story, a few days later, she comments, “You see yourself as a dragon, Hanzo. You’re powerful and amazing, that much is true…but to me, you’re a qilin.”
“A kirin?” He seemed almost baffled. When she nods, he asks her what makes her think that and she smiles.
“Well, qilin are known to protect.” She slowly grabs his hand, pressing close to his side. “And I always feel safe with you.”
He doesn’t seem to agree. “They’re also pure creatures – noble, and prosperous.” There’s a chuff of self-degrading amusement. “I am none of the sort.”
“And you are not a creature,” Mei-Ling states, using one hand to gently palm his cheek and turn him toward her. “You are incredibly human, Hanzo…very much a dragon at times…but always my noble protector.”
The usual far-off look in his eyes lessens, and the warm brown of his gaze melts her heart as it always does. There’s a ghost of a smile on his face and it’s one of Mei-Ling’s most favorite of sights.
“As you say, Mei-Ling,” he answers, turning his body fully and cups her face, leaning down to place a kiss at the top of her head. “As always, your wisdom soothes my doubts.”
YOU FOOL! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED ALL ALONNNNNNNG!!!!
There had always been a latent fear Pro Heroes had. The one where they would not be able to protect those closest to them. Aizawa saw a perfect solution to this; don’t make friends with people who were going to get hurt.
I really have no qualms how people headcanon him ever, so if you do differentiate in opinion, that’s totally okay! I mean nothing to be in any way offensive ever in my content.
For all intents and purposes, I tried to make assumed partner talk as gender neutral as possible for all imaginations!
I hope this isn’t disappointing, but I honestly feel like I headcanon Aizawa a touch more vanilla than some others! He’s a softy, after all.
Firstly:
There are a few important things to note about how I headcanon Aizawa in a relationship. I may have mentioned these in another place and another time, but I’m gonna reinstate anyways:
I HC Aizawa as Demi and a BIT of a gray ace, but a little more on the sexual side than the not, when he finds someone with an emotional attachment. The Demi part resonates most, however.
Aizawa has rarely felt connections strong enough to have many, if any, relationships.
If he does enter a relationship, the person must leave room and understanding for his lifestyle; that is, have a healthy comprehension of what kind of a busy, tiring schedule he has.
Aizawa would have zero patience for abusive tendencies or manipulation. He could probably see it a mile away, and absolutely does not have the time or patience for it.
He may not admit it, but the concept of being domestic makes his chest clutch a bit, though he likely expects to be alone for the rest of his life- unless as stated, he manages to find someone who makes him feel extremely comfortable. Bit of a tsundere, I feel.
More detailed information:
He isn’t someone who latches onto people easily, so if you land a relationship with him, he must feel one hell of a connection, which is why I headcanon him also as a Demi. I truly feel that our Shouta is, through and through, not a superficial person at all when it comes to others.
That is not wishful thinking on my part. This is my conclusion based upon how he views himself: And viewing things in a superficial, shallow manner would be irrational to him.
I thoroughly believe he takes a person’s intentions, behavior, and well meaning to heart far more than appearances. They don’t necessarily have to be a hero… just a good set of morals on their side, a comprehension and respect for logicality, and a passion to do the right thing, even if they aren’t entirely positive what that is a lot of the time. In other words, I do with all of my heart believe That Aizawa is not a shallow person in a relationship whatsoever. I can see him with people of just about any body shape or size.
Favorite body part… All of them, no, this isn’t me trying to answer lazily. Aizawa sees the whole picture- the movement of shoulders, subtle position of hips- it’s all a part of someone who is special enough for him to spend his time with. Someone who understands how his lifestyle may limit a relationship- someone who treats him the same, even of they haven’t seen him for days and days with his hectic schedule. I mean no over the top cheesiness here- I mean this so much!
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Hizashi isn’t the type to hide the fact that he *wants* kids with you. Even if you just adopt -he wants to have his own family.
But in that same vein I don’t think he’d actually try for kids with you unless you said you wanted a baby. He’s gotten to the point in his life where things will happen when they happen.
Soooo when you both stood in your bathroom staring down at a little pregnancy test you are both overjoyed. Squealing, hugging, kisses and proclamations of “We’re going to be parents!” are abundant.
Past the first month or so things get pretty serious, though. Hizashi looks into selling the penthouse for a family home in a good neighborhood where you’ll be safe.
He consults a gene therapist specializing in quirk outcomes to determine what the chances are he’s going to need to get you ear-plugs when you go to the hospital… Turns out– it’s about a 30% chance.
Spends most of his days working on his things or on things for the baby, then feels bad about it because he spent zero time with you.
And you thought Hizashi was cuddly before… He makes up for being busy all the time by peppering kisses on you.
Hizashi relents eventually and leaves you in charge of planning the nursery, but refuses to let you do any of the hard work yourself.
Not long after you finally get settled into your new house you order your crib.
…. You go back to the furniture store less than a week later when you discover you’re going to have twins.
He is the proudest papa when his girls are born (turns out the earplugs were unnecessary).
Yes, there are pictures of him coddling his twins in the tabloids any time the pair of you step out of the house.
Aizawa:
It’s not that Shota doesn’t want children- it’s just that he doesn’t see himself as great father material. Besides; he’s a teacher. He basically has 20 kids at any given time.
Sooo when you discover during a routine doctor’s appointment that you- are in fact pregnant with Aizawa Shota’s child you… Hold it back for a bit.
Telling your husband shouldn’t have been as stressful as that was- but what could you do? Was there a good way to bring this up? You stress relentlessly about it until Shota calls out how dodgy you’re being.
He looks… So heartbroken by the time you tell him you had no idea how to broach the subject. It’s one of the few moments Shota pulls you into a hug and doesn’t let you go.
Shota assures you that you’re going to be a great mother, and he’s not going to let you do this on your own. He’s only sorry if something he said ever made you think he’d detest the idea of starting a family.
You and Aizawa upgrade apartments- enough to have nursery: but unlike Yamada he puts it off long enough to make sure he’s going to be a father of one.
Morning sickness hits you HARD, as does cravings. Luckily it’s nothing weird- just lots of fruit and boiled vegetables.
You also begin to notice you always get woken up at around midnight. About the same time Shota normally gets back from patrols on the weekends.
Mastermind Shinsou has graduated at this point, and has offered multiple times to stay with you when Aizawa is working. Yamada is on god-dad standby for getting you to the hospital and threw the baby shower.
Lucky you it didn’t come to that. You went into labor in your sleep at three am. Aizawa happened to be just winding down after that.
When it was noon you and he were gently coddling your quiet and wiggly baby boy.
You son is grabbing and scratching at everything until the nurses put some mittens on him.
Aizawa decides that, maybe, he’s got this whole “Dad” thing.
Toshinori:
You and Toshinori had never ever ever talked about starting a family together. It just… Hadn’t come up? He was a very busy man, you were pretty busy yourself and you seemed satisfied as you were.
So when your cycle got all out of whack you didn’t think anything of it. This sort of thing happened due to stress… But Toshi still noticed.
The moment you started vomiting for no apparent reason Toshi was practically in the car with the doctor’s visit already planned and paid for.
That’s when the doctor confirmed it; you two were going to be parents.
Ever want to see All Might Cry? No?…. Well he was crying because of how happy he was. He had no idea how to handle this. Frankly- he suspected he’d be dead years ago– now here he was starting a family.
Toshi spent a lot of time devoted on learning what to do, spending time taking care of you rather than restricting what you could do because of your pregnancy.
He only gets a little apprehensive of your activity level when you’re late into your term. He’s always trying to be his most consoling when he’s with you.
Not even Midoria knows about you, so it’s quite a surprise to him when he actually gets to meet you.
So many symbol of peace jokes.
“This is the symbol of peace.” *gestures to your belly* “And this is a piece of the symbol of peace.”
Truth be told Toshi’s actually VERY nervous about any complications that happen. It’s a residual fear from knowing he could still be killed or die from his long-term wounds.
He absolutely flips out when the doctors have to untangle your baby girl from the umbilical chord.
That aside she’s a healthy, screaming, happy baby.
One of your fondest memories if actually of Toshinori in a hospital gown with your yelly bundle of joy nestled in a towel on his chest.
Your daughter is a hugger, and a total daddy’s girl.
Don’t talk to me or my carbuncle or my carbuncle’s carbuncle or my carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle or my carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle or my carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle’s carbuncle ever again.
as ur friendly Neighborhood Nursing Student™ i feel somewhat compelled to remind everyone with the hot weather:
every liquid except sea water and alcohol hydrates you. It’s not CHUG WATER OR DIE. in fact, gatorade and the like are designed to hydrate you efficiently.
yeah, this includes coffee and tea and soda. the diuretic is not enough to cancel out the liquid. juices and milk have solids in them, sure, but they’re also mostly liquid! it counts.
your body can only absorb so much water at a time, so chugging 64 oz of water at noon and calling it good will do a wonderful job of flushing your kidneys, but not so much of hydrating your tissues. it’s more important that you’re getting consistent fluid throughout the day.
there’s a lot of fancy ways to determine How Much Water (Liquid) I Should Drink but honestly? 8 oz (1 cup) every other hour on cool days and 8 oz every hour on hot days should be fine (assuming you sleep for a normal amount of time per day…. i’m assuming ur awake 16 hours a day.)
figure out how many oz each of ur favorite cups is. it’ll help your guesstimation.
if ur urine is darker than light yellow, you’re dehydrated.
if u pinch the skin on the back of ur hand for a couple seconds and it takes more than a second or two go to back to normal then ur dehydrated.
In regards to #1, don’t take this as an excuse to drink the sugar water that they call sports drinks. They aren’t bad for you per se, but please choose water.
actually this entire post was written in the spirit of ppl using it as an excuse to drink sports drinks and soda etc
ppl have been commenting abt sodium levels in soda and sugar levels in sports drinks and thats all well and good but what i’ve noticed is that people who internalize “well, ONLY WATER hydrates me” but who HATE WATER remain horrifically dehydrated cause they dont drink anything.
so like. if ur a person who haaaaates tap water, this is absolutely me giving you permission to drink whatever fluid you can stomach. please take this as a direct excuse to drink nothing but gatorade if that’s what it takes to get enough fluid into ur body.
it’s not the healthiest for you, sure, but you’re a smart enough person to know that. please drink fluids anyways.
if u like water thats gr8. if you can stomach water that’s gr8. if you can’t, that’s okay too, and you need to stay hydrated just as much as anyone else, so pleasedrink.
I used to hate tap water, and in some places (looking at you, Iowa) it is legit disgusting, but one thing I do which helped a ton and was long term cheaper than buying soda or juice was to get a bottle of Angostura bitters. It’s a cocktail additive with a strong distinctive flavor, so although a tiny bottle is like $6 it will last you for ages. Put a small drop or dash in your glass then fill with water. It has a pleasant sort of herbal metal taste (I understand that those words don’t seem like they should go together but it’s hard to describe) which masks tap water. It also helps me smooth an upset tummy but your mileage may vary. It’s not something that will get you drunk, just a flavoring like vanilla extract.
If that all sounds like too much bother, dropping a lemon wedge into water also helps.
I am learning that lemon wedges are magical in almost everything I like to drink.
here is the magic that made me stop being chronically dehydrated:
because yeah, i can’t STAND plain water – it tastes like the inside of my mouth. it tastes like spit. imagine drinking a glass of ice cold spit. ugh. but add a squirt of this stuff to your glass of tapwater, and now it tastes like apple, cherry, lemonade, whatever.
i also got a bunch of these
and pre-prep them with flavored water, iced tea, iced coffee, whatever (or ask my helper to do it), and then when i’m thirsty but distracted and want to just grab some kind of liquid without thinking about finding a clean glass etc., i can just grab one of these.
because yeah, hating water is a thing, and dehydration SUCKS. so drink SOMETHING, don’t be a water purist. better to chug iced coffee than go without.
mio was a damn genius for comin out with that shit
can I just speak up here as someone who has been a nurse for 17 years? I heartily endorse this post and also give you permission to DRINK WHATEVER THE HELL IT TAKES TO KEEP YOU FROM BEING DEHYDRATED
especially in the summer, you can’t play around with that. drink something. seriously. for the love of kittens. DRINK SOMETHING.
Okay, so like I’ve always imagined that McCree and Sombra are part of Captain Reaper’ crew. Here’s my idea for the crew and their positions:
Captain: Gabriel “Reaper” Reyes Quartermaster: Jesse McCree Navigator: Sombra Master Gunner: Jamison “Junkrat” Fawkes Cook: Mako “Roadhog” Rutledge Surgeon: (against her will) Angela “Mercy” Ziegler Boatswain: Genji Shimada Carpenter: Satya “Symmetra” Vaswani (was taken from a Vishkar ship as a prisoner, quickly took on the role when she deemed Reyes’ ship ‘lacking’). Musician:
Lúcio Correia dos Santos (saved from a burning shipwreck)
It was her charm, sense of humor, and quick wits that drew Quartermaster McCree’s attention to the Navigator. They both take their duties seriously but they can’t help the occasional exchange of flirtations. Even though she’s usually stationed at the helm, some nights find her in the crow’s nest. McCree will watch her until she finally invites him up. The two spend time at the top, over looking the endless black of the ocean’s waves and the infinite sea of stars above, conversations and hand holding secret to the rest of the crew below.
Meanwhile, when Reaper can’t find his Quartermaster and then finds a confused crew member manning the wheel instead of Sombra, he’s just like:
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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