The Headcannon That Hawks Has A Cat Is Just Perfect

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Keigo got even hotter after the timeskip, I do not care😕

Look at that face🥹🥹 I LOVE HIM

Luna mothews save me

No one loves the bright lights more than me 🔴v🔴

Bonjour, y'all

merry Christmas happy holidays, all that *NSYNC jazz

I got some monster high dolls for Christmas, and I wanna show 'em off

I was especially spoiled with the 2023 holiday edition Skellita Calaveras

the following is the line up of all my dolls, three of which I received last year (Scaradise Draculara, Creepover Twyla, and Ghoulia)

I also have Posea Reef, but I don't like messing with her. She seems to be somewhat emotional whenever I move her. The final photo is how I the six of the dolls set up on my shelf. Skellita is with Posea on a special shelf.

they're very gay

♡ Wedding Photos ♡

Mr. and Mrs. Hatter

(the second one is simplier bc i got tired) (i wonder who attended their vwedding, thinking about it)

Their tea cup's have a TVgirl reference ♡

Extras ↓

and suddenly i'm stimming

Regency era Touya who marries you, the daughter of a baron, in secret when you’re both in the folly of youth and then goes off to sea. You get a letter saying the ship he was on went down and there were no survivors. All you have to remember him by are the three weeks of marital honeymoon bliss before he was shipped off, and a wedding ring you keep hidden on a necklace (Elizabeth swan style ya know). You don’t even get a body to bury.

Seven years go by and your gentle heart has hardened. You had love once, but you’ll never get it again. You’re on your second season, determined to have fun and not seriously look for a husband - let alone from any of the young men who pursue you (what do they know of the world. Save them for some naive blushing debutante).

You still get offers though, and when an earl and your guardian sit down to properly consider marriage, he tells you that all he wants is an heir, and that your inheritance will remain yours, and to top it off you’ll have both a country and city home where you can reside and conduct yourself however you like (after the heir is secured, and with discretion of course)

Not a marriage of love, but of convenience and duty.

And you agree.

Your dress is bought, the invitations sent; everything is going off without a hitch.

Until you walk down the aisle and stand next to your fiancé and the doors burst open.

A man with inky hair and wild eyes stares at you and calls for a stop to the ceremony. Scars and tattoos mar his skin. The crowd is in an uproar calling for the removal of the filth that dared enter the church and ruin the wedding of the season.

He only has eyes for you though. With a swagger in his step, he marches down the aisle and grins at you.

“Aw,” he teases, “don’t tell me you don’t recognize your own husband?”

had to do this trend w them

Distorted Reflections

Hawks - Pre-Takami's Universe

Blood was a familiar taste. So was ash. Choking down food as fast as possible to get out there because fucking hell, there are people to save. He can't spend his time sitting around and not doing shit.

"Hawks, this is Strand coming in from the Jean agency." His earpiece crackled to life. The wind whipped by his body, the chilling temperatures seeping into his bones like an old friend.

"Hawks, reporting for duty." His voice was light, airy, and just a little playful, "watcha got for me, Strand?"

"Cleanup on Musutafu, highway 48-B."

Ah.

Well! Nothing like a bunch of dead bodies to start his day, right?

"Elaborate." His voice was just as easy as before, rolling from his mouth smoothly. Just like I was trained to do. Didn't he have a stutter once?

"Yes, Number One." Strand responded immediately, voice even and clear despite the hint of chaos he could vaguely pick up from Strand's surroundings.

Hawks ducked beneath the clouds and banked around nearly immediately, tucking and diving.

Those All For One Truthers sure did make some problems when they really wanted to.

This is beautiful

The guy taking my order at a pasta restaurant was highly skilled in black magic. We figured this out and he basically said, "Fuck it, you're ordering with blood sacrifices now, hope you know exactly what you want."

And he looked HOT doing it.

I want to bite them.