#ANNIE MY ROYALTY

[alsoanyways]

if there's one thing i'm going to do it's have a large cast of characters

[heartsandstars46]

So this is just his thing, huh?

SVU 20x13 // Father of the Bride Part II

[blackpantherismyish]

Uncle Stack’s Wild Day Off. 💰

Modern!Au Elias “Stack” Moore, Elijah “Smoke” Moore X Annie Moore, Jordyn Moore(S&A daughter)

Word count: 1.5k

Authors note: I apologize if the AU description is confusing. 😅 I just wanted to make it clear we ain’t on no Alabama type shit. This is a lil cute fluffy blurb I came up with. As an auntie, I can relate to all of this so I wanted to share. And let me know if yall want more stuff like this.

It starts with syrup.

Sticky, sweet, and halfway across her cheek.

“Unc-leee,” little Jordyn whines from across the table, eyes wide and cheeks puffed like she’s about to explode into laughter. “You said I could pour it!”

Stack wipes his mouth with a napkin and leans forward, brow raised. “And I did. But you said you knew when to stop.”

She looks down at the cartoon pool of maple flooding her pancakes, plate, and a little corner of the table. “I thought I did.”

He chuckles low, that familiar gravel-deep sound that always makes her giggle. “C’mon, syrup queen. Eat up before this place bans us.”

They’re tucked into a booth at Ruby’s Diner—one of the last places in the city with booths high enough to hide from the world and a jukebox old enough to make Stack nostalgic. Jordyn kicks her feet under the table, her tiny black sneakers thudding against his boots.

“You think Mama would let me dye my hair blue?” she asks, mouth full of pancake.

Stack’s fork pauses mid-air. “You ask your mama that, you better be ready to hear ‘no’ before you finish the sentence.”

“Papa said maybe when I’m older.”

He nods, chewing. “That’s code for ‘when you’re thirty.’” Jordyn giggles again, tipping her head like she’s caught on to a secret.

After breakfast, they head to the arcade—Stack’s idea, though he tells her she “wore him down with her big eyes and syrup bribes.” Truth is, he had the whole day mapped out since last week when Smoke casually said, “She been asking about you, man. Wants some one-on-one time.”

Now they’re in the neon glow of the game room, Jordyn’s face lit like a carnival bulb. Stack exchanges a twenty for a fistful of coins and follows her from skee-ball to air hockey to a chaotic driving game she insists she knows how to play. She drives them both off a digital cliff three times and cackles like it’s the best thing ever.

“Uncle Stack, you drive worse than me,” she teases, swinging her little body out of the seat.

“That’s slander,” he deadpans, straightening his shoulders like he’s offended. “I drive like a legend.”

“You drive like someone’s grandpa!”

His mock gasp makes her laugh so hard she hiccups.

Hours pass in a haze of flashing lights and sugar. He buys her a blue slushie—against better judgment—and wins her a giant plush octopus with his precision aim at the basketball game. She names it “Sir Wiggles.” Stack pretends to hate the name, but he buckles the thing into the back seat like it’s a VIP.

They end up at the park just before sunset. Jordyn’s arms stretch wide as she races ahead, spinning in circles through the tall grass like she’s chasing the wind. Stack strolls behind, hands in pockets, smile tucked under his beard.

“Uncle Stack!” she calls. “Race me to the top of the jungle gym!”

He raises a brow. “I’m not tryna break a hip today, baby girl.”

“You said you were a legend!”

He snorts. “A driving legend. Not a monkey-bar legend.”

Still, he jogs after her. Pretends to try. Pretends to lose.

They sit at the top once she’s conquered it, Jordyn perched like royalty on her throne of metal bars, the octopus half-dragging behind them. She looks up at him with quiet wonder in her eyes—the kind that always undoes him, no matter how many walls he pretends to have.

“Uncle Stack,” she says, suddenly soft. “You think when I’m big, I can be brave like you and Papa?”

He leans back, arms stretching behind his head. “You already are.”

She squints, not believing him.

He taps her chest. “Brave don’t mean you don’t get scared. It means you do what needs doin’ anyway. You—” he gently tugs a curl that’s come loose from her puff— “got more brave in you than you know.”

Her smile could break clouds.

By the time they return home, the sky is streaked with lavender and gold. Smoke’s on the porch with Annie, both of them watching with matching smiles as Jordyn tumbles out of the car like a storm, Sir Wiggles the octopus dragging beside her.

“Look what Uncle Stack won me!” she yells. “And I had a slushie! And pancakes! And I BEAT HIM at the driving game!”

Smoke smirks, arms crossed. “That so?”

Stack grumbles, grabbing the last of her wrappers from the passenger seat. “Don’t listen to her. She played dirty.”

“You let her win?” Annie teases.

Stack glances at Jordyn, who’s doing a victory dance on the porch.

“Nah,” he says, grinning. “She earned it.”

Annie kisses his cheek. “Thanks for takin’ her out today.”

He nods, quieter now, watching Jordyn with a weight in his chest that feels like love and something older.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, smiling. “It was good for both of us.”

Smoke tosses him a look—knowing and brotherly. Stack catches it, nods once. No words needed.

As Jordyn runs inside yelling for chocolate milk, Stack leans on the porch rail, sunset cutting across his eyes.

Best damn day off he’s had in years.

The porch creaks beneath them, soft and familiar. The day’s heat is cooling now, cicadas starting to sing in the trees. Stack sits down in the weathered rocking chair, arms draped loose over the armrests, a half-drained beer sweating on the porch rail beside him. Smoke’s got his feet propped up on the step, one hand idly bouncing a tennis ball against the wood post.

Inside, Jordyn is loudly explaining Sir Wiggles’ “backstory” to Annie like she’s pitching a Marvel movie.

Stack chuckles under his breath. “She really said the octopus has a secret twin that lives underground and only comes out when the moon’s full.”

Smoke huffs a laugh, shaking his head. “Man, where she get this stuff?”

Stack doesn’t even hesitate. “You.”

Smoke stops bouncing the ball. “What?”

“C’mon,” Stack says, leveling a slow look his way. “You used to swear you had a twin trapped in a mirror that only I could see. Like I wasn’t the damn twin!”

Smoke pauses, grins slow. “Damn. I did, huh?”

Stack just nods like exactly.

They sit in silence for a moment, listening to Jordyn shriek with laughter inside.

“She’s got both of us in her,” Smoke says, voice a little lower now. “Clear as day.”

“Yeah,” Stack agrees. “God help y’all.”

Smoke smirks. “She’s got my mouth and your stubbornness. Worst possible combo.”

“Nah,” Stack counters. “She’s got your mood swings and my bad attitude. That’s the apocalypse right there.”

They both laugh, that deep-chested sound only brothers make when they’re remembering something that hit them sideways the first time.

Annie’s voice chimes in from behind the screen door. “You’re both wrong.”

They turn in sync.

“She’s got your sarcasm,” Annie says to Stack, pointing, “and his unpredictability.” She looks at Smoke. “But she throws shade like both of y’all owe her money.”

Stack raises his beer. “She do that little head tilt when she’s mad?”

Smoke sighs, nodding. “Like a villain in training. Yesterday she told me I wasn’t ‘emotionally intelligent enough’ to comment on her snack choices.”

Annie throws her hands up. “She’s eight, y’all.”

“Eight going on federal indictment,” Stack mutters, and they all crack up.

“I told her to clean her room last week,” Annie says, coming outside and leaning against the post, arms crossed. “You know what she said?”

“Please tell me it wasn’t ‘I’m setting boundaries.’” Stack groans.

“Worse. She said she was ‘centering herself for clarity before engaging in oppressive labor.’”

Stack coughs into his drink. Smoke wheezes.

“She called chores oppressive labor?” Smoke asks between laughs.

“Deadass,” Annie says. “And then walked away humming like a monk.”

“She’s you with better vocabulary,” Stack says to Smoke.

“She’s you with sass and a grudge,” Smoke fires back.

“She’s both of y’all with a dash of me just trying to survive,” Annie declares, shaking her head.

Inside, Jordyn is now narrating a dramatic octopus rescue mission. Her voice rises and falls with theatrical flair.

“She gon’ run the world one day,” Smoke says softly.

“She gon’ burn it down first,” Stack adds, but there’s pride in his voice.

Annie smiles, just a little tired. “Only if we survive raising her.”

They all go quiet for a beat.

The screen door creaks again.

“Uncle Stack?” Jordyn pokes her head out, curls wild, octopus still clutched in one arm. “Can I have more chocolate milk if I promise to do yoga before bed?”

Stack blinks. “What kind of trade-off negotiation is this?”

Smoke narrows his eyes. “Did she just ask you for chocolate milk like I ain’t her papa?”

Stack smirks. “Mmhmm. Like I’m the department of beverages and you don’t even exist.”

“She bold,” Smoke mutters.

“Bold don’t even cover it,” Annie says, shaking her head. “That child been bypassing your authority since kindergarten.”

Jordyn waits at the door, unbothered by the scrutiny.

Stack points a warning finger, sighs. “One cup. One. And don’t tell your daddy what you put in the last one.”

Jordyn’s grin is nothing short of villainous. “Deal.”

Then she’s gone again, sprinting for the fridge like she owns it.

Smoke groans into his hands. “She really just iced me out like I wasn’t sittin’ ten feet away.”

“Stack privilege,” Stack says with a shrug. “It’s real.”

——

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[charliedawn]

Charlie dear, I would like to request Reader making flower crowns for the vampire darlings and surprising them by putting it on their heads. Just. Puts a flower crown on the mid conversation. :)

REMMICK

He was mid-rant, pacing with a cigarette burning between his fingers, hands flailing as he grumbled about “idiot doctors,” “this bloody century,” and someone named Gary.

“And then the bastard—the bastard—had the nerve to—what are you doin’, sweetheart?”

He froze when you reached up on tiptoe and dropped the flower crown on his head. It was lopsided. It had a big daisy sticking straight up. It made him look like an angry woodland bride.

“…Did ye just crown me?” he blinked.

“Yes,” you confirmed, adjusting it like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Remmick blinked again. And then, despite himself, he broke into a slow, bewildered smile. “…I love ye, me cute lil’ weirdo.”

Hours later, he was still wearing it, even when Stack burst out laughing at the sight of him. But he DID growl at him for mocking his precious lil’ love’s work that she had spent time making him.

STACK

He was pacing, hands in his coat pockets, ranting about something.

“—and I swear to hell if they say one more fuckin’ word I’ll—wait—what are you doing?” he paused as you stepped up.

You placed the lilac-and-rose crown gently on his head, adjusting it with careful fingers. “There.”

He blinked. Then blinked again. He then looked at himself in the mirror—even if he couldn’t actually see himself in it. He still could see the flower crown.

“…Wait wait wait. Why is this lowkey real fuckin’ cute?” he said with a smile. “You just—you made this for me?”

“Of course.” You nodded.

He whistled and giggled. “…Shiiit. Ya got talent. Feels like I oughta frame it or somethin’.”

He wore it the rest of the day. Nobody dared say a word.

MARY

You caught her mid-story, arms gesturing, cigarette dancing between her fingers. “—and that’s when I told the fella, ‘Sweetheart, the knife goes in the neck, not near it—’”

Flower crown. Right on top of her messy ponytail. She paused. Blinked. Then grinned.

“Well, shit, sugar. If I knew bein’ crowned royalty came with you as the queen/king, I’da asked for one ages ago.” She tipped her head towards you with a cocky smirk. “Does this mean I’m your favorite?”

You kissed her cheek in reply, and she whooped, lifting you off the ground in a bear hug. “Awww. My sweetie pie. Damn right I’m wearin’ it. You made this with your lil’ hands? Gonna kill a man in it. But first, lemme kiss those hands.”

She proceeded to pepper kisses on your hands.

Annie

She was fixing the old radio, muttering under her breath and cursing modern wiring. You waited until she stopped zapping herself before dropping a pastel crown of clover and bluebells onto her head.

“…What the hell is this?” she said, pulling it forward slightly to squint at it.

“Spring fashion,” you teased.

Annie rolled her eyes—but didn’t take it off. She wore it the rest of the day. Didn’t say a word about it. But you caught her adjusting it every time it started to slip.

BO

He was sitting on the windowsill, shirt unbuttoned, smoking, looking all sad and tragic. Until you clambered up and dropped a crown of yellow wildflowers on his head.

“The hell—?”

“Surprise.”

Bo sputtered. He tried to glare at you. You grinned harder. He grumbled. Then he caught his reflection in the window to look at the crown.

“…Tch.” He didn’t smile, but he didn’t take it off, either. He eventually leaned back, letting you sit on his lap before he kissed your temple. “You wanna make a matching one and be my queen o’ the garden?”

BERT

“Don’t move,” you commanded.

Bert immediately froze like a deer in headlights. “What’d I do? Wait—are ya mad? I didn’t eat your snacks—okay, I did but only a lil’ with a bit o’ blood from last week—”

You set a crown of deep red and indigo wildflowers on his head and beamed.

“…Oh.” He stared at you, dumbfounded. “Oh.”

Then he slowly lit up like the sun. “Holy shit, you made me a hat?”

“It’s not a hat.”

“It’s a love hat.”

“It’s a flower crown—”

“MY LOVE HAT.”

You gave up.

“Well. Guess I better live up to the part.” He puffed out his chest and saluted. “Bert, flower husband. Reporting for cuddles.”

JOAN

You stepped behind her and placed a thin, lovely band of violet flowers onto her dark hair.

She froze. Completely.

Then her head turned slowly, eyes locking with yours. “…You made this?”

You nodded and she smiled. She then removed it to examine it.

“…Thank you. I won’t let anyone else see it though.”

You frowned. “Why?”

She hummed. “They’ll all want one.”

CORNBREAD

He was dozing on the porch in a rocking chair, a toothpick dangling from his lips and a lazy hand resting on his chest. A low country tune played from the old radio beside him. You crept up quietly and slipped a thick, sunshine-yellow flower crown over his hat.

His eyes opened slowly.

“Pumpkin’…?” he rasped, voice still heavy with sleep. “What’s that on m’head?”

“A crown,” you whispered. “You’ve earned it.”

He blinked. Then grinned. “Well shit. Guess I am royalty now.”

You laughed and went to move away, but he caught your wrist and pulled you down into his lap.

“Ya made this for me?” he asked, tilting his head up to catch your eyes.

“I did.”

He pressed his forehead to your shoulder and held you there, flower crown tipping slightly askew.

“Thank ya, sugar,” he whispered. “Feels real nice bein’ thought of.”

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Sweet Aftercare

(A/N- Here is some aftercare for the soul. This is something quick and short I whipped up since it’s been on my mind for awhile now)

Various female characters x FEM! Reader

(Warning: NSFW mentions, mainly fluff and comfort)

Been thinking about women who tire you out during a long love making session and afterwards take good care of you. Practically spoiling you like royalty. Soft praises and words of affirmation fall from their lips while their skilled hands massaged any sore spots that you may have. They slowly kiss and trace every mark they’ve made, admiring their work. Finally they lay down and wrap their arms around you, face buried in their chest as they rub your back up and down. Watching as sleep eventually consumes you, softly smiling at the warm thoughts that run through their mind. The sweet thoughts of a peaceful and happy future with you.

|DONNA, BELA, Hinatsuru, MAKIO, Mitsuri, SHINOBU, Yelena, Pieck, MIKASA, Historia, ANNIE, Rumi, Nemuri, and whoever else you imagine

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[swytmeringue]

𑁍 ๋࣭ MODERN EREN JAEGER HEADCANONS !

warnings: a lot of au stuff since this is supposedly world-building for my modern aot au (oc x eren) fic.

𖥨 notes: i'm gonna make modern hcs about most of the main cast of aot so if you're interested, look out for them! idk when (or if ever haha) i'll get to writing the actual fic but this au has been rotting my brain for a while now. might also do a poll for finalizing the main oc's name since i'm a bit conflicted on that too. oh, and these are also all my headcanons so don't try to correlate them with canon, they won't make sense lol ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა till then, my loves <3

،، Eren Jaeger comes from money. Be it Grisha's diplomatic roots that hold back Marley and the freshly minted Republic of Paradis of only two and a half decades from reverting to their hostile wartime exchanges or his flourishing medical practice that was one of the first joint sanctions made by the two countries, the Jaegar name holds weight and turns heads wherever they go.

And if that wasn't enough, his mother, Carla Jaegar has pioneered her own local chain of restaurants after Paradis earned back their freedom at the end of a century long oppressive regime.

Eren's pseudo-stepmother's side of the family are also Paradis royalty but Dina Fritz often feels like a overly detailed illusion (wrapped in a halo and the whole nine yards) rather than actual human being with how little he sees of her. But his childhood memories of her have always been fond—like the first time she took Eren over to stay at her family estate, since he had a phase of never letting Zeke out of his sight for more than two seconds when he was five.

،، Him and Zeke have a weird relationship now, though—it’s not openly hostile, but they're not exactly the best buds either. For one, Zeke is a good ten years older than him and by the time Eren was in elementary school, Zeke was already in college and also acting as an envoy representing the Fritz clan.

Then there is Zeke’s success in Marley’s Major League Baseball scene which earns him national attention. As if their family wasn’t under scrutiny for their history with revolutionaries, it makes maintaining normal interactions without turning them into a public event near-impossible. They only ever see each other on birthdays or holidays, where passive-aggressive jabs turn into a full-blown ethics debate over dinner.

،، Though Eren double-majors in art and political science, he is on a pre-law track. But he’s more invested in activism and community organization than corporate or criminal law. He organizes mutual aid drives and protests but keeps them lowkey. Granted, his surname can get him out of a world of trouble, but he hates using it.

،، Back in high school, Eren was known as the aggressive point guard on the JV basketball team. He had great instincts but ultimately lacked motivation so he refused to continue down the student athlete route. “I’m not gonna rot chasing scouts,” he told his Coach Shadis after his last game as a senior.

He still plays streetball sometimes with Connie and Jean, or if he's got a point to prove to one of the Marleyan exchange students (mostly Reiner but that's on him for feeding into Eren's loud and proud yammering)

،، Eren shares a dorm with Connie, Jean and Marco. Most of them met in freshman orientation and randomly got grouped together by the dorm assignment committee. Actually, Armin was in Connie's room for the first year but he got with Annie in his Geography enthusiasts program at Liberio over the summer. When Annie accompanied him back to Paradis, she ended up boarding at the Arlerts' and Connie moved into the vacancy.

Eren’s room is organized chaos—half-covered canvases, notes on Marxist and Machiavellian theory, and a corkboard that looks like he solves murder mysteries in his downtime. King of procrastination here, so he often paints or studies at night when his insomnia hits which leads to so many hastily finished projects and papers submitted seconds before the deadline.

Most of his work never leaves his dorm, except the one Armin begged him to submit for an on-campus zine. It was a landscape of Wall Maria, the ruins of which act as borders between the Eldian countries. It ended up being sold for a hefty sum to some socialite.

،، That money went towards customizations for his Kawasaki Ninja ZX-6R. It's a matte black beauty with slightly worn-out handle grips and a single crimson stripe. It’s fast, loud, and borderline illegal—exactly how he likes it.

This man is a menace on the roads, cutting traffic and pissing off four-wheelers at bypasses but he always entertains the awed kids waving at him and sometimes even sits them on his bike if they catch him at a parking lot or something. On campus, people hear the sound of the bike's akrapovic exhaust before they see him.

،، His style is all comfort with a slight edge—tanks under flannels, oversized hoodies, thin layered chains, and chipped glitter polish all thanks to sleepovers with his best friends (Mikasa always gets the shiniest colours and threatens him and Armin till they let her paint their nails).

Eren owns three pairs of the same baggy jeans and cycles between them religiously. His go-to black leather jacket once belonged to his dad—Grisha got it during med school, and it's so old that the inner lining is barely stitched together in patches but Eren refuses to let it go. His Timberlands are scuffed and permanent.

He also owns a bunch of claw clips and scrunchies which Historia has been gifting him now and then, ever since he started growing out his hair at the tail end of highschool. They get him petty glares from Ymir, and Eren is nothing if not a smug agent of chaos.

،، Despite his jam-packed schedule of at least two social events a week which result in him having too many morning lectures that he just barely makes it to on time, he visits his parents' house every Sunday without complaint because otherwise Carla would have his head (he also misses his folks like hell — his mom way more than his dad, but still).

If his mom happens to be running the kitchen that day, Eren drops by with his friends. They adore Carla (especially Sasha), and good food at a discount paired with watching Eren receive an earful for skipping meals or getting into scuffles is a bonus.

،، Eren and Mikasa have been best friends since first grade. They go on late-night rides, crash house parties, and share playlists. Eren used to be constantly on her ass about her Goth era that somewhat wore off after the start of college, so she returns the favor in kind by pulling his leg about his Edge Lord aesthetic. His “pretend nihilist” era, if you must. But, at the end of the day, they’re each other’s ride-or-die.

،، Eren smokes occasionally—only cigarettes on a bit of the expensive side or hand-rolled joints, especially after finals or existential spirals over cheap booze.

،، He only listens to music on wired headphones (less so for the looks and more because he misplaces his AirPods all the damn time). Some of his faves are Linkin Park, Eagles, Radiohead. Deftones was definitely his descent into nu metal. He's also a dramatic little shit who enjoys Hozier tracks, too. Connie once caught him misty-eyed over Nina Cried Power.

،، Despite everything, Eren’s GPA is suspiciously high. No one knows when he studies—he’s almost always occupied with something. But he aces papers with scathing clarity and eloquence that scares TAs. One overdramatic professor for his English requisite called him “a philosopher with a vendetta,” and he bragged about it the entire day and then some.

Eren’s favorite class is “Post-Colonial Political Thought,” where he constantly picks fights with professors over state violence and propaganda. He quotes Fanon and Audre Lorde like scripture and once got into a heated debate with a visiting lecturer. Sasha filmed it and the clip went mildly viral on leftist TikTok.

،، Eren used to work part-time at a tattoo parlor at the City Mall in Shiganshina, sweeping floors and sketching flash designs for the 'two for one' events hosted there. He was never licensed but occasionally tattoos friends. The first ever tattoo he gave was a slightly wonky chrysanthemum on Armin’s arm during their sophomore year in college. Armin still haggles him to pay for a cover-up.

،، He doesn’t post much on social media, but when he does, it’s either a blurry group photo taken at the McDonalds parking at 1 a.m. or selfies for his friends' birthdays, supporting them in their games and events and whatnot. His account is private and only follows like 50 people—mostly some celebs and a couple news pages.

،، Eren has a deep distrust of authority, especially since the biker community he runs with often get kettled by the Military Police for allegations of staging riots. Since then, he’s been archiving police abuse footage and compiling legal resources for student activists. He keeps a thumb drive on him labeled “JAEGER BOMB.” Jean calls him paranoid, Eren thinks he’s well prepared.

[anastasia-selwyn]

i'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart !

Hello, my name is Anastasia Lynx Selwyn. Yes, you heard correctly, Selwyn. I am the only daughter born after centuries of sons, the pride and joy of our pureblood line. Pureblood royalty, if you please.

I am currently sixteen years old, and in my fifth year at Hogwarts as a Slytherin student, a prefect for my house as well.

My friends call me Annie, but if I do not like you or if we aren't even close to being acquaintances, do not refer to me as such or you will be hexed into the next century. It's Anastasia for the rest of you.

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Want to Be a Prince

Requested Here!

Pairing: Jim Street x fem!reader

Summary: You play the part of a princess at Lila Kay's party and meet the prince you've been dreaming of.

Warnings: fluff, Street gets nervous and flustered

Word Count: 1.6k+ words

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“You have got to be the best parents in the world,” you tell your newest clients, Deacon and Annie Kay. “If my parents had done stuff like this, I never would have moved out.”

Deacon chuckles as Annie asks, “Then how would you have become royalty?”

“Can’t deny the call of a tiara,” you reply. “But, seriously, thank you for hiring me and Lila is going to love this. All the kids will.”

“Thanks to you,” Deacon points out. “Lila’s had a rough year this is quite literally the least we could do.”

“No, Mr. Kay, it isn’t. Most parents wouldn’t even consider going to lengths like this just to make their kids feel better. Lila won the parental lottery.”

“When you’re done feeding our egos,” Annie teases, “your castle is ready, and the makeover team is here.”

“Thank you.”

Deacon checks his phone, then says, “Street’s dropping off the bakery order. He just left work, so he should be by in an hour or so.”

“Did you get him that cupcake he wanted to try?” Annie asks.

“He’s a grown man, he can buy his own cupcake.”

“That sounded like a yes to me,” you murmur.

Deacon sighs and nods. “I did.”

“Good friends, too,” you muse as you rearrange the princess dresses beside you.

“Okay, can I run through everything one more time?” Annie asks.

Deacon smiles and gestures for her to go ahead. She’s got the party planned out wonderfully, but she wants everything to be perfect for her daughter, and you admire that. Watching how she and Deacon interact, their words and actions filled with love for each other and their family, makes you smile. You want that. But if your better half wanted to arrive a little faster, you wouldn’t argue.

“The girls will get dropped off at 3 after school, they’ll come into this magical wonderland and meet the makeover team, pick dresses, get their hair and makeup done, and then head outside for a royal dinner. They’ll see the castle, be welcomed by a real princess… I think we’ve got everything,” Annie lists.

“You did a great job, Annie,” Deacon tells her before kissing her forehead. He checks his watch, then asks, “Do you need to get ready?”

You lean back and check the clock on their wall, partially blocked by pink streamers, then nod to yourself. “I do. Need me to do anything else?”

“You’ve already done more than enough.”

“Why didn’t you stay at Disney?” Annie inquires.

As you stand, you smile and answer, “I felt like I didn’t have enough time. I loved it, but kids were in and out so fast, getting rushed by the staff, that the magic was gone. That’s why I do this, so it didn’t make sense to me to stay there.”

Annie nods and muses, “Worked out for us.”

“I hope so.”

You leave them to finish setting up and find your items arranged neatly in their master bathroom. Changing out of your clothes, you put on the items you wear under the pink princess gown you chose for tonight’s party. Then, you do your hair and makeup, focusing intently on the mirror to ensure your look is precise and aligns with your outfit. After rubbing body-glitter-infused lotion over your collarbones and down your arms, you step into your dress to slide it over your hips before placing your arms into the off-the-shoulder sleeves. With your shoes on and everything packed away, you take a deep breath and exit the Kays’ bathroom.

“That’s why you’re my favorite,” a voice you don’t recognize says.

As you return to the living room, Annie whispers, “Whoa. You look amazing.”

Deacon turns toward you, and you see bakery boxes on the table and Deacon's friend Street. You remembered his name after Deacon said it, and now you understand why. You assumed he was a cop, too, but you weren’t expecting him to be so cute. Or to stare at you like he just walked into Narnia and you’re a mythical creature.

“Hello,” you greet softly.

“Oh, hi,” he replies, blinking quickly. “You’re a princess.”

You nod. “Sometimes.”

He keeps his eyes on you and says, “I dressed up for Sam’s last party. My costume wasn’t as good.”

“You didn’t work at Disneyland before you started freelancing,” Deacon points out.

“I bet you were great,” you tell him.

Street clears his throat and looks at Deacon, recoiling slightly at Deacon’s knowing look. “Do you need help with anything else?” he asks, hoping that Deacon says yes and he has an excuse to stay close to you for longer.

“Actually,” Deacon begins.

“I’ll do it,” Street interrupts.

You laugh under your breath, and Street feels like a kid at Disney for the first time. He doesn’t even know if you perform well as a princess, but you look like one, and Street can’t seem to look away from you.

“We need to set up the dinner table,” Deacon says. “Which is outside,” he adds when Street doesn’t move away from you.

“Maybe I should be a prince for Halloween,” Street muses as he follows Deacon.

“You should,” you agree.

Street smiles at you before he closes the door, and Annie looks at you with the same knowing look as Deacon gave Street.

“What?” you inquire.

“Nothing,” she says lightly. “You want his number?”

You consider acting shocked for a moment, then look down at your dress and answer, “I’ll ask him.”

With fifteen minutes left, you walk outside to find your place in the castle Deacon had built in his backyard. Street looks up from the princess-themed table and smiles at you. You realize you haven’t introduced yourself and walk to the table before offering your name. Street shakes your hand, and everything feels different when you pull away from him.

Glancing at Deacon, you’re glad to see him occupied with chairs before you ask, “Could I… could I get your number?”

“Yes,” Street answers. It comes too quick, but he doesn’t even care enough to be embarrassed as you smile and push your perfectly curled hair over your shoulder, exposing your glittery collarbone.

“I don’t have my phone,” you tell Street.

He looks at your face as he pulls his phone from his pocket, unlocks it, and hands it to you. Once your name and number have been saved, you return it to him and relish in feeling his fingers brushing over yours.

“I’m so glad I picked up those cakes,” Street murmurs.

“Does that mean you’ll reimburse me for the cupcake?” Deacon interjects. He waves his hand and adds, “I’ll ask at the wedding.”

“I have to go be a princess,” you tell Street.

“I have to find an excuse to stay.”

“It’s Lila’s party, Street,” Deacon points out.

Street nods, his eyes on you.

“Fine, you can stay, but I’m putting you to work as a waiter.”

“Whatever you say, Deac.”

“Wow!” Lila exclaims, exiting her house dressed in a blue and purple gown with sparkly eyeshadow and her hair braided delicately. “A castle!”

The girls behind her awe at the castle, wide-eyed as they look around.

“Hello, my fellow princesses!” you call, waving from the castle tower. You move your hand to your necklace and widen your eyes to compliment, “Your gowns are beautiful, true beauties, just as their wearers.”

As the kids rush toward the castle, eager to meet the princess, Street watches from Deacon’s side as you smile, lower gently, and accept hugs with a grace he’s never experienced. He knows it’s an act, but it has to be an extension of you. It makes him desperate to learn more about you. To learn everything about you.

“Can you talk to animals?” Lila asks.

You smile and whisper, “We can all talk to animals, the key is learning to be quiet and patient enough to listen for them to reply.”

“Deac, when you said wedding earlier,” Street begins, leaning toward Deacon.

“Don’t,” Deacon interrupts. “You two figure that out later.”

“Gladly,” Street replies before straightening.

You walk with the princesses to the tables Deacon and Street set up, whispering with them and complimenting their bows as they reach the table. When you meet Street’s eyes, you smile and curtsey before sitting beside Lila.

“Where’s your prince?” she asks.

“He’s saving good people,” you answer. “I see him often, but dinner with princesses is always a treat.”

Deacon and Street serve macarons and chocolate pastries around the table before dinner. When Street reaches you, he whispers, “Princess.”

You smile widely, then quickly replace it with your practiced princess expression.

“I’ve never wanted to be a prince before today, Deac,” Street says.

“The right woman will do that to you.”

“You’re so pretty,” Street blurts out.

You laugh and look down at your t-shirt and leggings. “Thank you.”

“I mean, you were beautiful in the dress, but… it’s just you, you’re gorgeous.”

“And you’re a prince.”

Street hesitates, and you take his hand, smiling your genuine smile as you ask, “Are you going to ask me out or do I have to do it?”

“Where do you want to go? Give me something to work with.”

You brush your thumb over his knuckles and murmur, “You’ve got it.”

Street nods. “Will you go out with me? We can get dinner and then try the best cupcake in the world.”

“That sounds perfect,” you reply. “I’d love to.”

Street sighs, and you bump your shoulder against him as he walks you out of Deacon and Annie’s house. “I wasn’t going to say no, why are you acting relieved?”

“I’m so nervous,” he confesses.

You turn toward him and place your hand on his cheek. As you kiss Street, he feels like he could be a prince. As long as you’re his princess, Street knows who and what he is. And what he's going to be for Halloween.

Bonus:

“I guess the cupcake paid off,” Deacon says as Annie watches you and Street out the window.

“Only you would take credit for what just happened, David,” Annie replies, smiling.

“I knew he’d have a crush on her. Like I told him, the right woman turns you into a prince.”

[daisyjonesgf]

heard u were looking for AUs....

im baaaaaaack for like the third time BUT ITS NOT BILLY N WHIMSY THIS TIME I PROMMY

odesta x periwinkle royalty au

betrothed prince!finnick & princess!annie

periwinkle is annie's lady's maid and secret lover & they both fall for finnick after annie gets betrothed to him so periwinkle also becomes finnick's like mistress

and bc everyone is calling her a whore for "sleeping w the prince behind her princess' back" (even tho annie knows and literally. joins them lmao.) she starts to feel really inadequate bc she's like. "this is. fucking royalty. this is a prince and a princess and they're married to each other and who tf am i??? just some freaking maid????" :(

same to original periwinkle timeline where she & annie get pregnant at the same time but finnick & annie make it seem like annie just had fraternal twins so periwinkle's baby wouldn't be treated like a bastard and would still get to live like royalty !!

sorry im just so obsessed w ur sonassss and im such an AU girlie i've got u babeeee

omg yes yes yes I love this so much but I'm gonna twist it just a little bit for max drama (also bc if you guys didn't know yet history is a huge part of my major, I'm a huge history nerd, I love it sm) and make periwinkle, annie's lady in waiting bc they usually were the ones with a much more personal relationship with princess (etc) they were serving and bc of added drama I have cooked up which we will get too 🫣

anyways you're the daughter of a once prestigious noble family that has been backsliding mostly due to your father's spending but when you're younger your father manages to secure you a position as princess annie's companion and confidante, technically she has a couple, but you had always been by far her favorite (because she has a crush on you). she's also always been mentally on a tightrope so even when your fathers position is becoming shakier, annies father aka the king of your small kingdom, knows his daughter might have an actual breakdown if he were to tear you both apart and he does not have enough children to waste the political pawn he sees annie as by locking her away or sending her to a nunnery. as far as he is concerned a future husband can deal with that. little does he know that as you and annie became older you became secret lovers.

for years her father has been working on an alliance between him and a much wealthier kingdom where prince finnick is the heir, a betrothal offer that goes back and forth, and finally when annie is 19 the marriage deal comes to an agreement and annie is supposed to leave and travel across the sea to the kingdom of her betrothed (a marriage by proxy happens before she even leave though ofc ofc)

anyways annie is allowed one lady to take with her so of course she takes you and she despises the idea of getting married to this unknown prince. she can already see him in her head as arrogant and egotistical, in fact she wants to run away with you and live in a cottage in the countryside somewhere. but you don't let her because you are very aware of the consequences that could befall either of you if you were caught.

so you go with her, keep her calm (brushing her hair and singing songs to her) and gossip about all the new courts fashions together and the ladies who are rude to either of you. plus a duo amongst the new ladies of this court she's been assigned, and they all hate you because she won't give any of them a chance to be her top confidante.

but then there's prince finnick and the first thing that strikes you is that yes he is the tiniest bit arrogant but just enough for it to almost seem like a farce if you look close enough, he's charming, but he's kind overall and so handsome. in a way that makes your heart flutter, and then makes you angry because annie feels the same way. of course you don't verbalize you feel any sort of attraction to him but when you see annie soften about him you know, and you start fearing that whatever you and annie have must actually be coming to an end.

but annie still rarely goes anywhere without you specifically right by her side and finnick can tell it makes her anxious to be without you so most of his conversations and interactions before the wedding even happens are with both of you. and damn him if he doesn't feel something sparking in him for both of you. and he can also tell so quickly on that with how close the two of you, the way you two look at each other, there is something much more intimate happening between the two of you, although he doesn't say it out loud.

and then the wedding day is upon you all and annie is kind of excited because part of her does have feelings, but she also feels like she's betraying you for feeling that way at all so she's giddy and then crying. and you can't tell if you're upset about her marrying someone else or if you're also upset that you want him too. and finnick has no idea why he wants you both and also feels guilty for feeling like he's breaking up whatever secret is transpiring between you and annie. it's all so terribly confusing for all parties involved.

you spend the ceremony trying not to cry but not knowing what you're crying about but a huge part of you is realizing so many of those nights where it was just you and annie will be over now if not completely gone if she really falls in love with him and discards you completely.

there's festivities afterwards and so much dancing during which finnick of course dances with annie and during which tries to imply to her that he knows what's going on but that he isn't going to tell or stop either of you and poor guy cannot read the vibe annie is giving off about that and so he tries again with you when dancing partners switch and you also give off strange, unreadable vibes. and he's thinking like I'm just trying to help because I can tell they're in love but also I feel like I'm falling for both of them. but little does he know both you and annie's vibes are weird because you want to continue on with each other, but also both want him, and additionally you feel guilty about that because he's annie's husband now and they're literally gonna be king and queen someday.

so that night, finnick goes to annie's chambers bc consumation ✨️ so you go to leave and he's like no no no stay. and everyone's so confused but bro just wants to talk this out. so there's a long, awkward conversation where basically everyone avoids saying they're point as long as possible and just keeps dancing around the central point of everyone wanting each other until literally over half an hour has passed before they realize this literally has the easiest solution of just all being together even if you do have to stay a secret.

so in a sense everything should be fine, until your father shows up because now you are lady in waiting to a future queen and in this new kingdom, so all he can see are opportunities to move you up as his pawn in society. so he starts trying to maneuver a powerful marriage between you and some random nobleman and you are freaking out because, one, if you get married, the relationship with finnick and annie would have to end until he became king which could be years and years because a new husband could just send you to a country house or even a nunnery if it offended his sensibilities. two, you'd have less time for them more than likely. and three, rumors have begun to spread that you're not virtuous, that you're sleeping with the prince, and therefore sullying your worth as a "pure, desirable bride" which gives your father less "good" options for husband's.

so you're freaking out, and then annie freaks out, and finnick is freaking out too. trying to think a way out of this. annie's plan is that you should get married and continue on the way you are regardless and then if your new husband tries to say anything about his suspicions, finnick convinces the king to make this hypothetical new husband keep his mouth shut and nod, pay him off. but finnick knows that won't work on his father. he does have a solution many royal man have taken, that he thought he would never take, and technically he's not really doing it because annie is aware and involved but also he knows historically it has, and for you, cause tons of slander and defamation of your character. that you would be surrounded by snide remarks and hateful gossip...which is by naming you to be his official royal mistress (a la the French bc this is a fictional royal au of whatever making I want it to be 😤)

this would on the plus side mean he would be able to be publicly seen with you and gift you things, but also you'd be so widely hated since people wouldn't understand that you loved annie too. and finnick is very reluctant to put you through that sort of defamation of character. eventually thought after you all exhaust ideas he goes to his father and tells him he plans to make you his official mistress, and asks him to somehow get your father away (idc that historically many mistresses were married and even given advantageous marriages, not in this universe 😤) so finnick's father, as a man with his own royal mistress, does just that, and your father is actually more pleased for you to be a future kings mistress because it is a title with a lot of prestige even if it's scandalous.

of course there is so much scandal and hate about you, but you, finnick, and annie are happy and that's all that counts. people do get a little suspicious of how whenever annie is "pregnant" you both go off to another royal house in the country or by the sea with just each other and finnick refuses to sleep with anyone else. the first time annie comes back with twins and there are rumors that they're yours or one of you had each but people brush them off the best they can because of how unlikely that feels. but eventually it's the country's worst kept secret that whenever you or annie is pregnant you both go off together and pass the baby off as annie's either way to avoid legitimacy issues.

in such an au mood I love this mwah ty ty pookie ❣️

[breakingsanity-aruani]

Yet another AruAni idea...

Medieval fantasy AU where Annie is an actual princess to a kingdom, but she's bored as anything can be and wants to leave. Armin is a fairy- yes, a literal, small fairy with wings and all... (I imagine that Armin is wearing a garb, robes that cover most of his body but not all, leaving a shoulder exposed. Ofc, he has a ponytail... And Annie is fashioning not so usual princess attire, sporting a purple gown but can't stand wearing a crown...)

One day, Annie is outside in her garden and admiring the birds... until that is, something else flies to her! A fairy! The fairy boy hastily floats in front of her face, wings fluttering, and he reports to the princess that he was sent here to visit. When Annie inquiries about why here, the fairy responds that he's here on orders because eventually, all humans of royalty are granted a fairy companion!

"Oh! Umm- my name is Armin! I'm here to see the princess, do you know where she is?"

Annie blinks, now curious, "... You're speaking to her." She squints at the awfully little guy floating before her face, noting his toy-sized stature.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! This was another idea I got months ago and only now did I remember to talk about it! (I get many ideas okay XD) I can't say this will be a fic or not, given how much I have planned already but... I think it's incredibly cute, and would more of an adventure story!

[anniemariemorningstar]

Hi there Hell!

The Name's Annie!

Family

@certified-autistic MY BIG SISTER!❤️

@hazbinsprotectorxxx MY SISTER IN LAW!💜

@mischievously-royalty MY DAD!💛🍎

@bloodiedbuck MY PAPA!❤️📻

@oppositetwinsmorningstar MY SIBLINGS!♥️🧡

@queensaskblog MY DAD'S EX WIFE!

@overlord-rosie AUNTIE ROSIE!

@starfire-morningstar MY OTHER BIG SISTER!🩵♥️

[whyiliketitantvman]

✨!A New Smiling critters Au appears! ✨

Okay I decided to make another AU!✨ The shadow Moon motorcycle gang Au ✨

Basically this appeared in one of my dreams when I was sleeping :>

Info: In The Shadow Moon motorcycle gang Au The Smiling Critter Kingdom starts more out as a desert As Queen banjoa midnight the heating Oasis attacking unexpected wanderers with something shiny like gold or any other type of expensive things with the help of the clans and their leaders.

✨Yes and I did mention there will be Smiling critters Ocs in this Au!:)✨

also Dragonjoy grumpy lamby and AnQ Fox Aka Anny belong to @krislgfox

(and probably wondering what the heck are the black stripes for basically it shows the royalty and hierarchy and leadership in the clan but usually Queen banjoa midnight is the leader of the clan leaders)

✨Next we have Lizzy spiral and jazz Musichouse!✨

Lizzy spiral belongs to @novalizinpeace

And jazz Musichouse or just jazz belongs to @fanofanythingsblog

And here the blazing epic leader of the molten steam skull clan himself! ✨North heat!✨

North heat belongs to @north-heats-stronghold

And now we have the two clan leaders that were always working with each other!

✨SoalaSpace Kooky and connAxolotl! Both clan leaders of the Death space and darken connection Clan!✨

connAxolotl belongs to @blo0st4r

And SoalaSpace Kooky belongs to @valentinbelleyh505

✨Also I will be working more on this Au because I have became obsessed with this creation of mine! ✨

[the-forest-library]

December 2024 Reads

Orbital - Samantha Harvey

I Who Have Never Known Men - Jacqueline Harpman

Ghost Wall - Sarah Moss

Fox 8 - George Saunders

The Muse of Maiden Lane - Mimi Matthews

Finding Mr. Write - Kelley Armstrong

Cole and Laila Are Just Friends - Bethany Turner

P.S. I Hate You - Lauren Connolly

Not in My Book - Katie Holt

The Rules of Royalty - Cale Dietrich

Wrong Answers Only - Tobias Madden

Lily and the Octopus - Steven Rowley

The Mistletoe Mystery - Nita Prose

A Night in the Lonesome October - Roger Zelazny

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow - Washington Irving

A Matter of Execution - Nicolas Atwater and Olivia Atwater

The Scholar and the Last Faerie Door - H.G. Parry

Cursed Cocktails - S.L. Rowland

Games Untold - Jennifer Lynn Barnes

Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats - T.S. Eliot

So Thirsty - Rachel Harrison

Hunting November - Adriana Mather

Two Sides to Every Murder - Danielle Valentine

Demon in the Wood - Leigh Bardugo

Thistlefoot - GennaRose Nethercott

Ghost Squad - Claribel A. Ortega

Heartwood Hotel: A True Home - Kallie George

Understood Betsy - Dorothy Canfield Fisher

The Death and Life of Benny Brooks - Ethan Long

Jeremy Thatcher, Dragon Catcher - Bruce Coville

The Boy, the Mole, the Fox, and the Horse - Charlie Mackesy

In a Jar - Deborah Marcero

Frog and Toad Are Friends - Arnold Lobel

Frog and Toad Together - Arnold Lobel

Frog and Toad All Year - Arnold Lobel

Up in the Garden and Down in the Dirt - Kate Messner and Christopher Silas Neal

A Little Like Magic - Sarah Kurpiel

Sugar and Spice and Everything Mice - Annie Silvestro and Christee Curran-Bauer

Mr. Santa - Jarvis

I Shall Never Fall in Love - Harri Conner

Bunt! Striking Out on Financial Aid - Ngoni Ukazu

Swamp Thing: Twin Branches - Maggie Stiefvater

Shadow of the Batgirl - Sarah Kuhn

She-Hulk, Vol. 5: All In - Rainbow Rowell

Briony Hatch - Ginny & Penelope Skinner

March: Book One - John Lewis, Andrew Aydin, and Nate Powell

Cat People to Judge in Art and Life - Nicole Tersigni

Pen & Ink - Isaac Fitzgerald and Wendy MacNaughton

March Sisters: On Life, Death, and Little Women - Kate Bolick, Jenny Zhang, Carmen Maria Machado, and Jane Smiley

Everybody Needs an Editor - Melissa Harris

We All Shine On: John, Yoko, and Me - Elliot Mintz

Never Play it Safe - Chase Jarvis

Women Living Deliciously - Florence Given

Things to Look Forward To - Sophie Blackall

Real American Girls Tell Their Own Stories - Thomas Hoobler and Dorothy Hoobler

The Wood in Winter - John Lewis-Stempel

50 Ways to Rewire Your Anxious Brain - Catherine M. Pittman and Maha Zayed Hoffman

Democracy or Else - Jon Favreau, Jon Lovett, and Tommy Vietor

What I Ate in One Year - Stanley Tucci

Greekish - Georgina Hayden

The Vegetable Eater - Cara Mangini

Bold = Highly Recommend

Italics = Worth It

Crossed Out = Nope

Thoughts: So, uh, I read a lot of books this month. I leaned into beating my total from last year since I was close and read a lot of short reads, graphic novels, and the children's books I was giving for gifts.

There were some good reads this month, including two new canine narrators that I adore: Fox 8 and Snuff from A Night in the Lonesome October (which really should be a big tumblr book as it has Jack the Ripper, Dracula, the Wolf Man, a witch, a clergyman, a druid, Victor Frankenstein, Sherlock Holmes, a Rasputin-coded mad monk, and occultists along with their familiars scheming over the fate of the world).

Goodreads Goal: 476/400 

2017 Reads | 2018 Reads | 2019 Reads | 2020 Reads | 2021 Reads | 2022 Reads | 2023 Reads | 2024 Reads

[signed-sapphire]

The Fallen Star ✨

A Wish rewrite

Asha redesign 💜

Hehe hi Anny sorry I’m basically stealing your reimagining format… let me know if you want me to change it

Anyways hi! Inspired by so many amazing Wish reimaginers (yes that’s a word shut up), mainly @gracebethartacc/@gracebeth3604 and the aforementioned @annymation, I decided to post my own rewrite! This being the character details.

Now, unlike the prior AU Ashas, my Asha acts less like a Cinderella and more of a… Kusco. If you catch my drift.

But don’t worry! Our girl is going to go through some major character development!

But first… let’s get to meet her!

(Ignore the shit quality this is the only art I have of her atm since I don’t have my ipad with me… will update with better photos later)

Princess Asha Arabella Arman is the heir to the throne of Rosas, the kingdom of wishes

It was founded by none other than her adopted father, Magnus Arman

She was raised by Magnus and Amaya for the past 8 years, and has been coddled quite a bit

All three of the Armans lost their homes to to the evil Stars, so Asha is against everything to do with Star magic

Just like the movie, Asha is 17 years old, and can’t wait until she turns 18 and can wish to become a great magician like her papa

No matter how hard she tries, wish magic doesn’t work for Asha, something she finds extremely frustrating

When this happens, she has a tendency to lash out and snap at people

Many servants have been fired for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but they understand

At least, the older generation does

Stars destroyed their homelands with their greedy magic, and Asha just wants to be as great as her parents

Though… they do think she could be nicer about it

Asha’s parents are always quick to come to her rescue and smooth things out after her temper blows up, rehiring staff and gently reprimanding Asha

They’re not the best parents but like they adopted her when she was 9, they don’t know how to deal with kids

Still, they love Asha as their own

Gonna get more into the king and queen of Rosas in part ii, back to Asha!

Becaude her parents are such great heroes, Asha feels very strongly that the citizens of Rosas should be treating them as if they are the most grand royalty ever

And as their daughter, she should be awarded some of the same privileges

Except none of the teenagers her age seem to like hanging around her, always calling her snobby and self-centered

Excuse me? She was not self centered! Asha just believed her kingdom deserved the best, and their rulers even better! Obviously!

Personality traits

Stubborn

Loyal (to those she deems worthy)

Spoiled

A bit naïve

Insecure but covers it up with WAY too much confidence

Bad liar. Will be important later on.

^But SUPER good at pulling out her “I’m your princess I’m better than the air you breathe” face when needed

Never seems to take her duties seriously… think Rise!Leo if you can

Backstory

So my rewrite’s epilogue is posted already, but imma put her angst here too anyways~

Stars used to help people fulfill their own wishes, until one day they got lazy and started simply granting them instead

This method messed with the system and drove the Stars crazy, mad with power, and they started destroying kingdoms to get more magic

Little Asha’s village was unfortunately one of the victims

Sakina and Tomás barely had time to react before the glowing streaks of light crashed through their roof

Screams echoed through the chaos, and giant hands made of twilight ink scooped up villagers

Tomás and Sakina grabbed their little girl and huddled over her protectively as another blast of scorching light exploded through their roof

When the dust settled, and the harsh glow had faded away, there was only one sound left in the village

The sobbing of a 9-year-old girl, crying and begging for her parents to wake up

That’s when Magnus came across Asha, and took her under his wing

He could fight away Stars, so Asha stuck with him

It took a WHILE for her to learn that Magnus wasn’t going to harm her, but hey, Magnus had her back through it all

After he and Amaya founded Rosas, Asha was reassured that she would never have to see a Star destroy everything she loved ever. Again.

Oh, Asha, if only you weren’t the protagonist of your story

Design

BEFORE I DO ANYTHING I WANT TO GIVE A HUGE SHOUTOUT TO @mythartist21 BECAUSE THEY DESIGNED BASICALLY THE WHOLE LOOK FOR ASHA AND CIELO GIVE THEM A ROUND OF APPLAUSE AND GO CHECK THEM OUT

*Ahem* So I did a bit of a deep dive into Asha’s design in the “pilot” over here BUT for her fully updated design today, notes below (a lot of it copy-pasted from here)

Asha’s concept art was inspired by Moroccan and Amazigh fashion, so @mythartist21 added a bunch of inspiration from that in her design

Our girl has her hair accessories back!

I gave her fuller lips and a longer nose bc we only had Jasmine for the nose rep in Disney Princesses, and she’s Afro-Hispanic! Show off her black features!

I also darkened her skin bc… I get that people from North Africa can have lighter skin, heck, Pepa from Encanto showed good rep for the lighter skinned Colombians! But like… we only have one other black princess. Let’s show off that skin color diversity

She also has wider shoulders, a bigger chest, neck, and waist, bc she’s not white but also WOMEN WITH MUSCLES>>>

Asha isn’t super jacked but she does have muscle defining and I want to write in a scene where she has no sleeves on so we can appreciate her arms

RatLD had Namaari’s back and my bisexual ass needs some more women to simp for

Eyeshadow as a reference to Elsa but also I felt she needed some color on her face. Miiiight change it later on when I add in her hair beads but for now she has eyeshadow

Gonna keep the many Rosas symbols bc she’s the princess of the kingdom, what do you expect?

Also she just looks older in general (even though she’s still seventeen like canon!Asha) which I think lends itself to her royal status idk

+ technically more realistic proportions which ig can be a callback to the times when animators did rotoscoping?

Dimples. Bc they’re fantastic

I TRIED to draw Asha with her fine braids, but people were complaining that canon!Asha looked too much like Isabella Madrigal, and with TFS!Asha having darker skin + longer nose structure + more haughty personality? Yeah, I gave Asha back some body in her hair

Idk I tried to make them look like the braids from this concept art ⬆️ (imagine they’re like this… I did the art at like 3am okay)

I HC that Asha’s canon outfit is her younger self’s outfit, down to the detailed braids done lovingly by Sakina

But after the incident with the stars…

Let’s just say Amaya tries her best, and Asha appreciates it

I also finally modeled our girl a crown! Based off of Amaya’s weird ass canon one, and the tiara look of the early Disney Princesses

Gotta make one for Maggie too…

[aruxani]

Hi everyone!

I'm Ally, also known as aruxani on ao3! I mostly write about aruani but I'm considering giving other ships a chance (at least at a oneshot)

I'm also a huge Swiftie and a firm believer that Armin and Annie are as well.

My ships include:

Aruani, Eremika, Hitlowe, Eruri, Yumihisu, Reibert

Works:

📜Snow on the Beach

-Longfic (completed)

- High school au

- Golden child (clearly the favorite)

-Very Midnights coded

-First person POV (I've changed since then, I swear...)

📜Here it's safe, here it's warm

-Oneshot

-They have children omg

-Heavily inspired by the ending of Mockingjay

-Canon verse, post-rumbling

-Very proud of this one

📜Dream of some epiphany

-Oneshot

-Everlark coded

-Ohmygoshtheyreonaboat

-Angsty

📜Wanna be end game

-Oneshot

-Enemies to lovers (to enemies?)

-Royalty AU

📜Everything has changed

-Oneshot

-Childhood

-Summer camp AU

📜What a ghostly scene

-Oneshot

-Inspired by the hunger games

-Armin in Liberio

📜Foolish One

-Oneshot

-Armin is a police officer

-Annie is a criminal (apparently)

-Enemies to lovers

-Wrote the ending after watching Grey's Anatomy

📜Between me, the sand and the sea

-Oneshot

-Aruani's children

-Lots of fluff

-Canon verse, post rumbling

📜Haunted

-Longfic (completed)

-...its on wattpad

-I like to pretend it doesn't exist

-Probably gonna rush the ending

-Everlark coded but at what cost?

📜 Colored Skies and Cotton ties

-Oneshot

-Valentines day special

-Modern au

-Same universe as SOTB

📜 If our love is tragedy why are you my remedy?

- Oneshot

- sickfic

-Annie's birthday fic

-hurt/comfort

-modern au

📜 Where the Spirit meets the Bones

- ongoing fic

- Pure angst

- modern au

- Armin is dead so...

And hopefully more to come!! (will eventually add the links, my phone is dying)

If there is anything else you want to know, ask away!

[daisyjonesgf]

the official w.i.p list

masterlist

disclaimer: asks get eaten sometimes, I don't get all of them and I'm so sorry for that. also I have so many requests that it's just inevitably going to take me a while to put the effort and thought necessary into each thing I write. I try to space out requests and my personal things I want to write so there's variety but sometimes I just want to write something in that moment so I will and it will get done faster. that being said I love your requests and asks so much and really just want to put the most effort I can into each story to make sure you feel like you for the bang for your buck yk. love you all 💋

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖏𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖘

the rest of the river

finnick x virgin!reader

finnick x reader x annie modern college!au

𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘: 𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

angst with fluff one-shot, reader with self-esteem issues

fluffy one-shot, finnick teaching reader to swim

finnick with reader who has an english accent

one-shot based off of 'slut!' by taylor swift

one-shot based off of 'she' by dodie

angst one-shot, reader thinks finnick is cheating

one-shot jealous!reader, fake dating and mutual pining tropes

notting hill au with smut

one-shot where reader is based off of the archer by taylor swift

✨smut✨ we'll see which of the two options I pick when I get here

fluffy, smutty part two of let me down easy

an angsty ANGSTY one-shot and like I can't even describe it the request is so good and sad and I'm just gonna drop this one on you guys without explanation 💋

one-shot, finnick x reader x annie reunite in district 13, a fluffy, smutty girlie

one-shot based off of mastermind by taylor swift

not to be dramatic but this might be the series after the river is done because it's a soulmate, royalty au request and since I've said finnick and his sweet girl are every lifetime maybe I'll just use this as an opportunity to explore them in said other lifetime 💋

one-shot where reader is taken by Capitol, forgets about finnick, but they were in their enemies to lovers arc

one-shot based off of paper rings by taylor swift

fluffy rivals to lovers type beat with drunk!reader

finnick x short!reader

angsty one-shot, eventual fluff, reader taken by Captiol, forgets everything, closed off, angry, and she's pregnant

pregnant!reader, district 13, angst bc she's scared the baby is someone involved in the trafficking, hurt/comfort things

one-shot based off of I think he knows by taylor swift

one-shot based off of national anthem by lana del ray

how to lose a guy in 10 days au

angsty one-shot, 'cheating' that's actually trafficking, reader gets reaped, breakups, finnick lies and says he's cheating to keep reader safe from snow

model!reader x finnick, hurt/comfort

coincidentally I had two asks about finnick being the one hijacked one right after the other so yeah we're definitely exploring that one

smut, finnick jerking off the picture of reader

finnick x mermaid!reader one-shot

finnick and reader who faints

finnick introducing reader to johanna

finnick x deaf!reader

oral fixation reader one-shot

finnick showing love through non-sexual intimacy