Post-PHM Headcanon: Grace's Eridian students create little constructs as gifts for him. Grace teaches them about Earth beaches/ oceans and they're all amazed. Grace mentions offhand the ways his artificial beach is different to a real beach, like the lack of shells, and within days, his students gift him buckets of hand-made shells to litter his beach. The Eridian equivalent of giving him their drawings to hang up in the classroom.
Grace walks up and down the beach, arranging the shells in the sand, placing them far enough from the waves that they won't get washed away. Rocky grumbles that Grace's house is going to FILLED now because Grace made such a fuss over their gifts, but Grace is smiling so wide it hurts and when one of the shells accidentally gets swept away by the surf, Rocky barrels into the water to rescue it for him
Knowing NYY's tendencies to contribute to conversations in the worst ways possible, How much of SJ's "allegations" with NYY came from conversations that went something like:
Peak Lords: "So Ning Shizhi, what do you think of Shen Qingqiu as a teacher?"
NYY: "OMG My Shizun loves kids!! He is especially nice to girls! (+ 100 more horribly worded compliments I can't think of) :DDDD"
Peak Lords: ... 🚨🚓🚨🚓🚨🚓🚨????????
all jokes aside, I think NYY would actually accidentally screw over SJ like this. Considering what she unintentionally did for LBH with the best intentions.
hollanov is masc4masc until ilya starts experimenting and feeling more free because he's safe to do so and then (on occasion) it's a cunty diva, eyeliner so sharp it could kill a man, boots made to stomp on bigots, bright red claws nails, and some autistic guy in track pants and a tee shirt holding the diva's coat.
Lotr headcanon, having lots of patches on your clothes is fashionable in the Shire. The more patches, the cooler you are. Especially if it's a lot of different fabrics. It's common to trade patches with friends and family, and it's usually treated with high sentimental value. It's like carrying a piece of someone with you.
While the hobbits are on the quest, their clothes get holes and such. This leads Sam and Frodo to nab small things from the other members of the fellowship, like handkerchiefs or anything too worn for use, to use as patches. Merry and Pippin aren't so courteous, and cut pieces from the fellowship's clothes while they sleep.
Of course, the hobbits exchange patches amongst themselves while traveling, and they never go anywhere without a needle and some thread. Sam is the best at sewing. Pippin is not allowed around needles.
Boromir notices this, thinks it's adorable, and leaves things out purposely for the hobbits to use. Eventually, he asks about it, and they convince him to do the patches, too.
Aragorn also notices and thinks it's adorable, but doesn't bring it up to them. He's secretly flattered to find pieces of his rag on Frodo's pants. He asks Boromir about it instead.
Legolas doesn't notice. His clothes are elven-made, and the scissors refuse to cut it.
Gimli notices the random holes in his clothes, and the things going missing, but doesn't realize it's the hobbits. He brings it up to Legolas, who immediately convinces Gimli that he's crazy and it's all in his head.
Gandalf notices, obviously, and he doesn't mind until Pippin tries to cut his cloak while hes asleep. He proceeds to wake up and yell at him until dawn.
After Boromir dies, Aragorn takes his cloak, and sews pieces onto his clothes. These are the only patches he has.
Bilbo has a set of clothes with patches from the dwarves, from his own adventure. He told them about the tradition, and they all gave him pieces of fabric to use. He can still recount which patch belonged to who.
Every day I think of the apocalyptic Hawkins we could’ve had. Like mmm yes give me the party exploring their abandoned past, the decrepit halls of their old middle school, the overtaken railroad tracks and car junkyard, the haunted creel house, the quarry and lover’s lake…the abandoned city as a metaphor for abandoned childhood instead of El…impeccable horror vibes from the run-down buildings and fend-for-yourself from Vecna and the military…Vecna memories being for the party and forcing them to reckon with their pasts individually and with their counterparts…do you guys pick up what I’m putting down like ugh the vibes of what I hoped it was were so peak
neteyam and reader like are mated in future, ands she’s pregnant and she doing everything neteyam told her not to do. like fight and ride ikran, climb trees and go hunting.
readers like 🤣🙄
neteyam like 🥹😞😠
sully family like 😂😂
Warrior Versus Worrier
Tags: Protective!Neteyam x Metkayina!Reader, Heacanons, Silly Vibes, Fem!Reader, Domestic Chaos
Warnings: None
Neteyam Sully expected a quiet, domestic few months waiting for his heir to arrive. What he got was a Metkayina mate who views pregnancy as a personal challenge. Neteyam is one heart-attack away from an early grave.
Reader pulls a Ronal 💀 no cause during my rewatch in the cinema when Tonowari wanted her to stay behind, and she was like "I RIDE!" everyone in the cinema burst out laughing 😭 that woman does not gaf fr
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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [25/12/25] ❞
phew... you're in for a ride.
Neteyam is overjoyed at your pregnancy! However...
This joy is quickly overshadowed by him going into responsible mode. He immediately goes from elated to a hovering nanny (*cough* malewife).
He’s researched EVERYTHING that could be potentially bad for the baby.
Unfortunately for him... you are a Metkayina warrior. Taking it easy isn’t in your vocabulary.
"Ma Y/N, the healer said rest. Maybe just… sit by the rock pools today?"
To you, this translated to "go free-diving for the sharpest spear-shells in the reef? Got it."
Neteyam’s face: 😟
Tuk is your partner in crime. She’s the lookout for when Neteyam is coming so you can pretend you’ve been resting.
The shit you put him through is so fucking funny.
For instance, he catches you teaching the younger kids to do a sweep-kick.
Neteyam's nervous system immediately kicks off like a motor, but before he can run to your aid (you're fine), Jake gives Neteyam a heavy pat on the back, beyond amused. "She’s got good form, son! Don't let her hit you."
Or, there was the time Neteyam told you he’s going out with the hunters, and that you must stay back and weave baskets.
Halfway through the hunt, he sees a familiar figure dive-bombing a target...
It’s you.
OH MY GOD, IT'S YOU.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
You, on the other hand, chewed on a piece of fruit looking completely unbothered. "Boredom is dangerous for the baby, Neteyam. I’m stimulating the child."
This time, Neteyam's face goes from 😠 to 😩. He can’t stay mad because you look so cool doing it lololol
Lo’ak lives for the chaos of it all. He'll actively encourage you just to watch Neteyam in distress.
Often, you'll have dinner with the rest of the Sully family. Neytiri secretly loves your spirit.
Once, she whispered to you, "I did the same thing with him. Don't tell him, he’ll faint."
Eventually, Neteyam tries to ground you.
Key word, TRIES.
You simply look him in the eye and say, "I am carrying a future olo’eyktan. They need to know how to hunt before they're born."
After sometime, he finally admits defeat.
He spends the rest of the pregnancy just following you around with pillows and extra water, looking like a stressed out bodyguard.
He really has his work cut out for him...
Now imagine this:
One day, Neteyam was sprinting across the woven walkways of the village, looking frantically into the heights of tangled vines.
"Y/N? Ma Y/N! Please tell me you are at the healer’s lodge and not-"
He stops dead in his tracks and looks up.
YOU ARE 30FT ABOVE THE MAIN WALKWAY.
Neteyam's voice cracks as he pleads with you.
"The wood is wet, Y/N!"
You, on the other hand, merely grinned down at him. "I’m fine, 'teyam! The baby likes the sea breeze up here!"
"The baby doesn't have eyes yet! And the wind is too strong! Please! My heart cannot take this!"
Lo'ak chimed in, shouting from the lower docks while cleaning a spear. "Do a flip into the water! The splash would be huge!"
Ooohhohoho, that made a vein pop out of Neteyam's forehead.
