Hissed-the-lovecatss - Lovecat Central

I don‘t know. I made so many of these because the hyperfixation is strong 🧟‍♀️

this is what happened right

More ghouls interacting with the Sisters of Sin.

-with some old era boys who I headcanon stick around the ministry to help out even if they no longer tour.

Mountain helping the oldest nuns who have trouble getting around now and then. They call him a sweet young man. (He is.)

Omega is another that does this frequently. He's a beefy boy that can carry any ladies too tired or sore to walk.

He also helps clean the headstones in the graveyard.

Keeping watch or standing guard is a common task for ghouls, but Aurora goes on the offensive. She patrols the surrounding area and woods almost eager to sink her claws into anyone with ill intent.

A Sister gets caught out in the rain or snow. Ifrit ushers her inside and with a gesture of his hand lights the fireplace so she can dry off and warm up.

Dewdrop helps if someone has trouble sleeping. He's often up late, so he sits with those struggling to fall asleep and talks with them. Sometimes he'll run his claws gently through their hair until they're lulled to sleep.

Cumulus uses her magic to help sweep the cathedral and dust hard to reach places, making the job easier on the Sisters.

-and she'll cheekily make a nun's skirts fly up, if she's involved with them.

Swiss is the willing-and-eager errand boy, whether it's helping in the bustling kitchens or running things from one end of the cathedral to the other. He likes being around the sisters.

Sometimes he leans down and taps his cheek in that playful way to ask for a kiss, in return for his hard work.

Cirrus is the go-to support for anyone frightened or upset. She's mellow and steady and her hands are strong when she holds onto a trembling sister who's just been shaken awake by a nightmare.

Rain's hands are magic. He rubs any sore hands for the ladies after a day of work. Shoulders, or feets too if they're comfortable with it. It's easy to be flustered when he's knelt down in front of you making every ache melt away though.

Phantom is the type to put blankets over people who fall asleep. Days can be long and everyone has nodded off from exhaustion before. His magic makes him quiet and gentle enough to move Sisters to their beds without waking them if it's close enough to lights out.

Aether, old ghoul, sweetest of demons. He's seen it all and there's nothing you can throw at him that will phase him. He's held these girls through every loss and heartache and his arms are always open for them.

does anybody else ever think about the fact that Maximus carried Lucy after she fainted? do you think he admired her while she slept and made sure she was comfortable? he had to administer the medicine and he was glad to have kept her alive because some part of him hoped to be friends with her, even if he was sure they’d go their separate ways again. maybe even checked her pulse to make sure that she was still alive? maybe even pushed her hair away from her face. stood sentinel to make sure no more roaches came by and tried to eat either one of them while trying to fix his suit.

no? just me? okay :(

Predators in AvP were designed to “reflect a comic book-style silhouette, possessing more heroic proportions: wider shoulders, narrower waists, smaller heads.”

They were given longer dreadlocks to help punctuate head movement.

Scar was thought of as a romantic leading man, albeit only in “subtext.” He was more regal in appearance (or handsome, in other words).

Predators’ eyes were based on a “predatory cat’s, imbued with warm golden tones and a slightly larger iris.” Their eyes were also initially based on the yellows and purples of the original Predator, but were eventually replaced by browns and golden ochres to “elicit more of a noble and heroic feeling.”

The Elder Predators in the film were originally designed to have facial scarring, tribal markings, larger teeth, stronger, more furrowed brows, bone-shard piercings, and larger, engraved mandible tusks.

Scar had 66 dreadlocks.

A Predator’s foot was marked as a size 20 US (BIG ASS CLOMPERS)

One of the filming crew experienced severe tooth damage when the Queen’s piston-powered tongue fired prematurely.

Over a dozen puppeteers controlled the Alien Queen.

Condoms were used for the Alien Queen’s jaw tendons.

It’s a head canon, but feel like Yautja would LOVE WWF and RAW. They’d get so into it, sometimes getting drunk with their hunt siblings and placing bets on who would beat their favorite the fastest.

I think Wolf would really like Stone Cold Steven Austin. He enjoys watching the old sketches, especially the one where he basically assaults his rival Booker T in a grocery store. He approves of the creative ways Stone Cold comes up with to throw around his opponent.

Scar would like Roman Reigns. He admires the warrior aesthetic Roman has. He longs to beat him thinking that he’s a real warrior and would be a worthy trophy.

Feral would like The Undertaker. He’s down with the vibes of showing up with his enemies coffin ready to go and appearing like he’s about to fuck shit up. When he hears the entrance gong he’s ready to watch the carnage. He likes how he presents himself.

For some reason the versions of this where he gives two salutes is being deleted and replaced with a version with a quick cut to a cheering crowd so I’ll just share it here 🙃

"getting laid" is very hot and sexy. "getting off"? great news as well. so you would think "getting laid off" would be wonderful news for your penis. but alas

My Ghost BC theory is that there is a rat below Copia’s new mitre that dictates how he runs the Ministry. like Ratatouille. aaaaaand post

Simon who didn’t cry when Johnny died. His eyes never filled, never stung with tears. Simon who didn’t close off like they expected he would, Simon who seemingly didn’t change after it happened.

Simon who sat awake so many nights. Cold. Alone. Simon who instinctively went looking for Johnny just to spend hours in the gym beating his knuckles to bloody shreds to punish himself for being so stupid. Simon whos eyes still linger in spots Johnny used to frequent. Simon who wishes Johnny was there to patch up those knuckles and kiss them.

“Aye be more carful yee fuckin’ brute…”

Simon could still hear Johnny’s voice. Simon who still waits to hear Johnny’s jokes over the com on missions. Simon who could have sworn that shadow in the corner of his room looked like Johnny. Simon who cant close his eyes for months without hearing that gunshot.

Simon who never once cried.

It was only years and years later it hits him. Simon’s eyes had stopped looking. Dreams and shadows of Johnny MacTavish had long stopped. It hits him while he’s trying to sleep one night after a particularly rough mission. What color were his eyes? His hair… black… brown… brown right?

He couldn’t remember.

That’s when his eyes stung, hot tears filling to the brim and spilling over. How could he of forgotten? How was that possible? How could he betray Johnny like that? He couldn’t remember his smile anymore, he couldn’t hear his voice anymore, couldn’t feel lingering phantom touches anymore.

He couldn’t feel Johnny anymore.

The memory of someone he held so dearly once was fuzzy, blurry. Hardly there. Swallowed and eaten alive by time. How cruel.