Plethaid - Ye Olde Koolaid

But what if both Mina and Jonathan were left with lingering vampiric traits. A perfectly sweet and normal married couple, expect there is something uncanny in both of them. Animals get weird around them. They’ve quietly removed garlic from their recipes. You see them both working in a pitch black room, and neither noticed that it’s too dark for human eyes. Everytime you see them out in broad daylight, they seem a bit fatigued. They’re such a sweet young couple, but there is something just a bit off about both of them.

peristalsis

In a bid to escape your own life, you run away to the Scottish Hebrides, seeking utter solitude. Instead, you meet a man who won't leave you alone.

He's handsome, and charming, and unfailingly persistent—and he wears an odd pelt around his waist.

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selkie soap x reader. strangers to "lovers." dubcon. breeding kink. suicidal ideation. self loathing. depression. hurt/comfort. angst. smut. afab reader. post-canon. came back wrong.

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selkie. noun. sel·​kie ˈsel-kē  : a mythical being with the ability to shape-shift between human and seal forms.

plural : selkies also Selkies or selchies.

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original concept what kind of seal is soap? what's up with the pelt in chapter 4?

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Lord of the Rings Legolas reminds me a deer. The more I think I about it the more it’s just consuming my brain.

Bro has soft doe eyes.

Bro’s eyes sparkle.

Bro is soft. Like deer.

Bro is from the woodland. Like deer.

I am obsessing like look at these gifs and tell me they don’t give you soft deer vibes ???

DUDE JUST GIVES SOFT DEER VIBES I DONT KNOW HOW ELSE TO EXPLAIN IT

Thinking about vampire!Soap showing up to the den with you—a weak, freshly turned fledgling, clinging to his jacket and hiding behind him.

He gets scolded. Probably punished. They’re not allowed to turn people without express permission from Price to do so, and he’s gone and disobeyed. He couldn’t help himself, he says— saw you wandering the beach alone and knew you needed a forever home. That you’d make a beautiful creature of the night. that his coven would adore you— just look at that face— red tint soaking into your irises, little baby fangs pressing against your bottom lip as you bite it nervously, a few drops of Johnny’s blood still smeared at the corners of your mouth.

By all accounts, they should kill you and start him on some sort of punishment for the next decade. That tends to be how it goes when a vampire tries to undermine the sire of the coven.

But he was right. You are a cute little thing. Already settled onto Nikolai’s lap while they’re deciding if you should live or die. You’re a little too hazy from dying to really follow the conversation in any meaningful way. You’re tired and blood-hungry, your eyelids fluttering as you get bounced on his knee.

Which Price does not appreciate, by the way. This was supposed to be a serious discussion, condemning Soap for his mistake, not coddling it.

Sam and Frodo: We were gay and in love and we wrote it down in this book drawing explicit parallels between our relationship and the epic romance of Beren and Lúthien

Middle Earth historians that transcribed/translated the Red Book of Westmarch: They were such good friends :) Best friends :) Just bros being bros :)

Bitches: mad about Rings of Power's Galadriel not being serene and wise at all times.

Me, an enlightened bitch:

Hello! I am back and I have more headcannons. So yay! We have some more fluffy headcannons to apolagize for the other ones! I am opening the ask box if anyone wants to request something

Anyway!

How tf141 would comfort you/help you after a hell week <3

Soap would definitely be a bit overbearing, but still very helpful and comforting. My man has been prepped for just such an occasion for months. Despite being loud and generally rambunctious, he would definently tone it down or leave you alone entirely if that's what you needed. However! If you need a distraction, he is ready and primed with a whole yap fest about his latest fixation. If somehow your comfort food and snacks is out, you best believe is is running to the nearest store to buy some. Favorite blanket? Freshly washed and warm from the dryer. Comfort show already on the tv. And from advice from his Ma and sisters, all the chores and errands are already done. "Just let me take care of ye, alright?"

Price is internally panicking. He does not want to neglect you. At all. As such, maybe a bit overbearing. Very hands on, I think. Massaging whatever aches, his hands slightly rough but incredibly warm. Has a bath prepped, full of bubbles and your favorite bath bomb. Bought a few asthetic little lamps just so you could relax without the big light on. This man cooks too. Your favorite meal ready by the time you came out. And if it was a food unfamiliar to him, or a family recipie? Don't worry, he's been practicing for weeks. Sneaky bastard. Suprises you by doing a little task around the house that you've been meaning to do but have been putting off.

Ghost. Oh my poor boy. Doesn't know what to do. At all. Or, at least he thinks he doesn't. But he does order in your takeout. Shuts up until you tell him to say something because he knows how too much noise gets on his nerves when he's spread too thin. Gives you his hoodie, still warm from his skin. He puts on your preferred show, and lets you use him as a stressball. Let's you get all of your aggression out on him. Afterall, "I can take it luvie."

Gaz is determined to make you feel better by the end of the night. Like Soap, he also gets the chores and errands done. Doesn't mind one bit if you ask him for some alone time. Uses his time out of the house to buy you some flowers, your favorite little treat; pastry, drink or candy. Picks up take-away on his way home too. He's the one to drag you out of the house on a walk, claiming that it'll make you feel better. Listens to you rant about what's wrong the entire time. Definitely one to ask "you want solutions, or do you just want me to listen?"

fuck all romance except whatever the fuck that dwarf king and his burglar hobbit had going on

Bilbo: I love you

Thorin: .... no

*after a while

Kili: Can someone tell me why Thorin's still in the floor face down?

Fili: Bilbo confessed to him and he said no

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

More Dwobbit Frodo! This time it’s baby Frodo with his adad! I was given on discord the idea dwarves wearing baby wraps to carry their babies with them and I loved it so much I just knew I had to draw Thorin carrying Frodo in one. In the first one Frodos maybe 1 years old? His crazy amount of hair is explained by his dwarven genes lmfaoo. In the second one he’s maybe a few months old. Anyway- I love the trope of a tough guy with a small babe, that’s literally them.