#and this sparky hug is one of the best

[mortalscience]

🤍 the ultimate ships challenge: hugs [1/10]

John Sheppard/Elizabeth Weir - Stargate Atlantis 2x01 - The Siege, part 3

[miintsprigz]

Mercs x GN! reader who drew them (ALL NINE!)

This goes out to everyone, not just my artists.

But yes, all my fic material is extremely self-serving.

Big thank you to a dear friend of mine for helping me with mercs like Pyro, Engie, Sniper, and Medic when I got stuck.

VERY LONG POST INCOMING

Scout

• Well, he IS an artist himself, that’s probably how the two of you first started talking.

• Ran past one day, only to immediately throw it in reverse and go “hey whoa whoa whoa when were you gonna tell me you could draw?!”

•Naturally…it was only a matter of time.

•He was always so encouraging about your stuff, so…after working up the guts, you showed him.

• “Yo wait a sec…you drew me??? I…” For once in his life, he’s at a loss for words. He’s never been drawn—not even a self-portrait. For as cocky as he seems…well…

•He just…stares for a second. Marveling. Is that…really what I look like?

• “Do you like it?” “Abso-friggin-lutely, (Y/N)!!! You kiddin’? I don’t even look that beautiful in real life! And ya know, that’s sayin’ somethin!”

•You laugh, and he pulls you in so fast to hug you that you weren’t even ready. “But seriously…thank you. I’ve uh…I’ve never been drawn before. You did amazing. …you know I gotta draw you now, right?”

•And he does. He’s a complete perfectionist about it—he feels like he can’t replicate you, you’re one of a kind. (He actually does very well! But he’s so shy showing it to you…d’aww.)

Pyro

•Pyro was more of a doodler than anything. They loved color. And of course, you could resonate with that.

•Sometimes you’d draw designs and let them color it in. They giggled all the while…they just adored how creative you were.

•Being the most secretive about their appearance, they’re hard to nail down…even for you. Pyro is most themself in their full gear. You, out of everyone, know that best.

•So you took a…different approach. Abstraction.

•Their hands, the ones that so often seemed to be magnetically drawn to you.

•Their back, the strong shoulders when they just felt content to sit in the quiet with you.

•The brief glimpses you’d caught of their face—split second instances in shadows—those were easy, yet challenging. Their brief sightings made them easy to be abstract about, and yet, it made them harder to actually nail down.

•Conjuring a rather fittingly smoky composition, it had a dreamlike feel to it. Pure Pyro.

•You were only a bit hesitant to show them, but when they did see…they surprised you a bit.

•You could see them straighten up a bit…surprised. They craned their neck a bit, looking closer, gently curling their fingers over yours to hold the snapshot-like portraits with you.

• “Hmmm…” There was a sort of…tranquility to them. So unlike your little sparky fella.

• “Do you like them?” Immediately, the edge of their mask bumped against your forehead—your own personal way of kissing. That was all the answer you needed.

•They couldn’t verbalize it, but…seeing beauty in images of themself. The same beauty they saw all around them…it made them see themself in a way they never had before.

•And of course, it made them fall even deeper in love with you, the one who cared for them so much that they took the time to look so deeply.

Heavy

•Heavy is a very intelligent man, but he’s never had much gift for creative work. Even his insults were kind of just the same thing repeated, when the other mercs made it an art form.

•So he couldn’t help but be enraptured by your artistic endeavors and how much work you put into them.

•He loved to see you covered in your medium of choice, your passion for it. Made him lovesick. How lovely you were doing what you loved.

•If he could paint, he would have wanted to paint that. So he could look at it forever.

•So of course, imagine his delight when you decided to draw him!

• That roaring laugh you so enjoyed boomed immediately, just elated.

•“Ohhhh…look at that! You captured me perfectly! Beautiful!” You couldn’t help but beam with pride.

•“Can Heavy keep this?” “Of course you can, hon.” This warranted a sudden barrage of kisses to your face, which cracked you up of course.

•“Very happy to have such talented artist as yourself to love. But to me? You are most beautiful. In all the world.” Despite being more eloquent in his native language, Heavy could still get you to turn red. “Oh gosh…” “Is true!”

Demoman

•Tavish had always been a pretty sentimental fellow. He really did enjoy artwork, but didn’t talk about it much.

•Once he discovered that you were an artist, he was over the moon. Finally, he felt, he could talk to someone about art without them possibly poking fun.

•He’d never go in your sketchbook unless you allowed him to, but he always looked with such admiration in his eyes. “That’s bloody brilliant. So long as ya luv it, never stop doin’ this. Cuz I’ll never stop lookin.”

•One day, you told him you had a surprise for it. “I dunno if I like surprises…” “Oh trust me, Demo,” you chirped, “I think you’ll like this one.”

•As you held up the finished product, his mouth went agape. Almost instantly, he began to smile.

•“Well aren’t you just the sweetest!! That’s me there???” “Yes, love. I uh, I hope that you like it.” His gaze shifted over to you, and you could see his eye had grown somewhat misty.

•Demo was at a loss for words. He had never thought of himself as particularly good-looking, certainly not good enough to be drawn. And yet. You had drawn him. Drawn him very well. And he liked how he looked. Was that how you saw him?

•“Aw, Tav…you okay??” He blinked quick, trying to keep composed.“Never better…c’mere, you…”

•Wrapping his arms around you, he gave you a kiss, just about taking your breath away.

•“My little artist…ya made me look so good.” You caught him rubbing his eye a bit. “I just drew what I saw.” “Well, ya see a work of art in me. And that? That’s the best surprise of all.”

Engineer

•With how much designing went into his machines, Dell could always appreciate the skills of an artist. So when he learned that you were one, well, that only sweetened an already sweet deal.

•You were a little self-conscious at first about him watching you work. You tended to just work parallel to one another, both lost in your own stuff.

•You’d sometimes stop what you were doing to follow his hands as he put the pieces together, fingers wandering as they looked for the correct tool.

•When the inverse happened though—when Engie watched you work��he admired your spontaneity. You could start off with a total wild card and somehow managed to pull it all together and make it work, in a way he never could have come up with.

•Being rather rigid in his own trade, that was something Dell couldn’t help but be dazzled by. Very smart man for sure, but rather by-the-book. Not like you. He saw genius in the way your mind worked.

•So, one day, as the two of you perused each other’s handiwork a bit, you shyly revealed the piece you’d made of him—hard at work on an updated sentry model.

•His lips parted a little like he was about to say something, but nothing came out.

•“I know it’s a little rocky…I’m not the best at drawing machinery.” Gently, he took ahold of the sketchbook and gave it a soft tug, nonverbally asking for permission to hold it. You let him.

•As he looked closer, a warm smile crept across his face. “Well, well…wouldja look at that. That’s me alright.” He chuckled heartily, but you realized it was from admiration, not amusement.

•“Look at you, (Y/N)! Saw me all covered in dirt an’ said ‘yeah, I can make art from that’. I love it…shucks, darlin’, I can hardly get my eyes off of it.”

•He looked back at you, still all aglow, only to find you blushing to the point of near luminescence. “Aw, c’mon now honey…no need to be all shy. You’re incredible, ya know that?”

•An arm slunk around your shoulders, pulling you fast to his side, quickly pecking the top of your head. “I love it, and I love you.”

Soldier

•Soldier was a brave man, that he was confident in. But even he was self-aware enough to realize he wasn’t the sharpest.

•Anything he’d ever drawn looked like kids’ stuff, so to see what you could make? It blew his mind.

•Jane tried not to stare while you drew—you’d gotten all nervous when you’d caught him, and he was trying to be courteous—but he couldn’t deny how it captivated him.

•“Whatcha workin’ on now?” “I’m drawing those two goofs.” You motioned to the Spy and Scout bickering as they often did. “Why them, of all things?” “I just like capturing the moment sometimes.”

•One day, as you sat while he drilled the rest of the team, you started to do just that. You found it hard not to chuckle just a little as the others groaned and rolled their eyes.

•Sure, you got their annoyance, but you couldn’t help but be pulled in by Jane’s excitement and hot-bloodedness.

•“Seemed pretty lost in your work there, or I woulda asked you to join in.” A strong hand ruffling your hair snapped you out of your daze. “Capturing the moment again?”

•“Uh-huh. I think this is my best one yet.” You turned the book around to show him, and you saw his lips part slightly in surprise before he suddenly laughed. “Haha! Look at that! It’s me!”

•You laughed with him, just happy to see him so tickled by it. “I think I really captured you.” “I’d say so, kid! I’d say so…wow.” The amusement gave way to what you realized was…almost awe.

•“I look…strong. Proud.” “Yep.” “…I look good.” “Of course you do.” He nudged his helmet down a bit with his hand, chuckling to himself. From what little bit of his face you saw…was he blushing?

•Imitating him playfully—it was something you two tended to do, he found it cute—you joked, in your best impression of him, “‘Are you going soft on me, maggot??? You’re red as a tomato!’” “Noooo…oh, (Y/N), what am I gonna do with you?”

•He caught the side of your face softly and pecked you on the cheek. “But…really. Thank you, sweetheart. I think that’s my favorite thing you’ve ever made.”

Sniper

•Truthfully, Mick had never given a lot of thought to the arts before he’d met you. What really caught his eye was the amount of time you put into it.

•Sniper knew better than anyone that holding still, completely focused on your task, being all but absorbed in it…that was respectable.

•The fact that he could leave for work and come back to find you in the same spot? It was just very attractive to him.

•You stopped by to watch him sometimes, very discreetly, on less busy days, although he wouldn’t lie, it got him nervous. He trusted in his own skills plenty, but…you weren’t just anyone. He couldn’t have you getting hurt.

•So one day, as he finally wrapped up, he saw you, still hard at work. He didn’t want to interrupt you, but if it was time to go, he wanted to go. Giving you a light pat on the shoulder, he chuckled. “Almost done there, darlin? Quittin’ time.”

•“Just a bit more…there. Perfect. Check it out.” You held up what you’d been working on: a full sketch of him invested in his own work.

•It took him a moment to process what he was seeing, but once he did, he couldn’t help but be amazed. Slightly slack-jawed, he looked up at you, the faintest trace of a smile.

•“Never considered myself the modelin’ type, ‘specially not out here, but…wow. Ya really did it. And I look bloody good, too!” “Well duh!” “Oh, stop—” Oh, that got him. The Aussie was surprisingly easy to fluster once he’d fully grown comfortable, and you loved it.

•“Awww, are you blushing?” “Just a little…now c’mon.” Taking your hand, he helped you up, quickly hugging you around the shoulders, catching you somewhat off-guard.

•“But really. Great job there. Thanks…it’s an honor, ya know that? To be drawn by you?” “Gosh—” “Heh, now you’re the one goin’ all red.” “Oh, stop—”

Medic

•The good(?) doctor first learned of your artistic prowess when he caught you trying to draw the charts he had on his wall. “Ooh! Very impressive.”

•Medic could do a lot of things, but drawing wasn’t really one of them. He couldn’t resist watching you work, even though he knew it was a bit touchy.

•“Poetry in motion, Liebe. Really.” Simp. “Oh, come on—” “I mean it! You have such precision, such grace…it’s a sight to behold!”

•So of course, when you were working on something that you absolutely would not let him look at, he wanted to see even more.

•“I promise that whatever it is, I will find it as beautiful as you!” “It’s not that, silly—it’s supposed to be a surprise!” He seemed almost sulky about it…it was kind of cute, although you did feel a bit bad.

•Eventually though, it was done—him, with Archimedes on his shoulder. “Okay, honey, you can look now.”

•One hand comes up over his mouth, audibly gasping. “Is that…? It is!!! Haha!”

•You had never seen him this happy, and you couldn’t help but smile. “You’ve really outdone yourself this time, (Y/N)! Look at that…and Archimedes too!”

•Perhaps unsurprisingly, he brings the bird out to show him too. It’s hard to gauge the response from a dove, but the tranquil cooing seems to suggest that he enjoys it.

•The doctor catches you off-guard as he sweeps you into a kiss. “Oh…danke, Schatz (treasure). May I keep this?” “Of course~”

•Best believe this man is showing your art off to EVERYONE who he treats, going on and on about what an incredible artist and person you are.

Spy

•This guy is a man of culture, he can appreciate good art. And good artists, wink.

•But in all seriousness, your attention to detail was incredibly attractive to him. After you’d been together for a while, the two of you would sit in his smoking room and relax together once the work day was over.

•Sometimes he’d be off to the side just doing his own thing, reading, but other times he’d actually sit beside you and watch. There was an intimacy to it, one you took time to grow fully comfortable with, but he was patient.

•So when you were very secretive one night, it caught his attention. Nothing slipped past him—not even you. You sensed him behind you surprisingly quickly though, and quickly closed the project up.

•“Shy tonight, are we? So unlike you, mon bijou (my jewel)…” “Hehe…be patient, babe, it’s not done yet.”

•His arms wrapped around you from behind briefly…gosh, it was difficult to keep anything secret from this man. “Very well. Keep your secrets…for now.”

•But he respected that you didn’t want him to see it just yet, and so he waited.

•“…Okay, you can look now.” In an instant, he was behind you again. It was hard to even look up at the guy right now, but once you did…there was this sense of wonder in his face that you hadn’t seen before.

•It wasn’t often that Spy looked at himself unmasked for longer than a few seconds—he’d almost forgotten his own face by now. For spies, he reasoned, it was better that way. But the way you had captured every detail of him…

•“Oh, what a handsome devil…wonder who that could be…” Was he trying to brush off his own flustering? Maybe a little.

•You couldn’t help but giggle as he almost hurriedly sat down next to you, quickly drawing you in close as he continued to look. Almost entranced.

•That element of intimacy I mentioned before? It was his turn to feel it now. Not even in a physical way, which is what this Casanova is so used to.

•No, the fact that you had clearly just…looked at his face, so intently. There was something raw and vulnerable to it. And as much as he wanted to look at it even more, his eyes were magnetically drawn to you.

•“I wouldn’t have ever asked it of you, but…I always wondered what it would look like if you drew me. I…”

•Glancing back down, he found that he couldn’t even come up with anything to say. The act of love had rendered him speechless. YOU BROKE HIM OH MY GOSH/j

•“…Do you like it?” Before you could say anything else, you were swiftly kissed, and I mean kissed.

•Spy always looked at you with a sort of passion, but this was different. He had never felt so much love for someone. Felt like a young, hopeless romantic boy all over again.

•“I adore it…and most of all, I adore you, mon cœur (my heart).”

AAAAND IM DONE. WHEW. That was fun!

[jiniretracha]

ꕤ 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒 - 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟓 ꕤ

Lee Minho x fem!reader: spanking

summary: Part two of Kinktober Day 1

warnings: smut, spanking, rubbing over clothes, minho being a little mean, teasing, unresolved sexual tension

word count: 1.5k

kinktober masterlist // masterlist // ko-fi

The aftermath was taking a toll on you. 

Did you regret having sex with him? No. It was good, you both had a great time and he, surprisingly, turned out to be a sweetheart afterwards.

Did you regret having sex with him under those circumstances? Yeah. Of course, absolutely. 

Even if you had feelings for him, because even if you liked it or not, the intimacy did make you feel giddy for some sort of reason, you still hated him deep down. Minho had treated you like shit for so long. 

Without an apparent reason… well, there was. According to him, it was just him wanting your attention. And it wasn’t that you didn’t believe him, it was complicated. 

“Y/N… Y/N!” you heard Hyunjin next to you, making you jump.

You gasped and turned around. “Hey… Hyunjin, what’s… what’s up?” you asked him with a nervous giggle. 

He smirked at you and then gave you a knowing look. “Who were you thinking about, hm?”

“No one!” you said quickly. 

And it was your mistake, the quickness of the answer that gave you away. 

Hyunjin let out a high pitched laugh and shook his head. “Tell me, come on” he insisted.

You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh. “Okay, can you promise me you won’t say anything? Like- this literally dies here. Please” you pleaded.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened and nodded. You knew he’d agree to anything at this point. He loved drama more than anything. 

“So… uh…”

Hyunjin arched an eyebrow. “Come on… spill!”

“IsleptwithMinho” you mumbled.

Hyunjin snorted. “Huh?” 

“I slept with Minho” you said again but in a whisper and Hyunjin let out a gasp, covering his mouth and your eyes widened, punching his shoulder. “You told me you’d keep quiet!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” he quickly apologized. “Oh my God, it’s huge!”

“I know” you rolled oyur eyes.

“And?” he asked with a smirk. “Are you guys finally dating?”

What? What did he mean by finally?

“Eh?” you asked, “What do you mean?”

“I mean like, that boy has had a crush on you since you started working here, Y/N” Hyunjin scoffed, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

You frowned. “Okay… uh, he told me he wanted my attention and that’s why he’s been treating me like shit. He never said that” you told him.

Hyunjin pressed his lips together. “Oh… I see” he mumbled, noticing he just spilled his best friend’s guts without wanting to. “You should uh… you should talk to him, Y/N” he told you.

“Yeah, and say what, Hyunjin?” you asked. “I don’t even know how to feel” 

“You don’t have a crush on him? Is that it?” Hyunjin asked you.

“It’s- it’s not that” you stammered, scratching your arm uncomfortably. 

“Then, you do have a crush on him” Hyunjin stated. It wasn’t a question.

You shrugged. “I mean, kind of? I don’t know!” you groaned, your head falling on Hyunjin’s chest and he laughed, wrapping his arms around you.

“It’s okay… that means you like him” he chuckled.

“If you say so” You mumbled into the fabric of his Versace hoodie.

You two didn’t hear the door of the studio open, and Minho walking in. His eyes were trained on his phone when he heard familiar voices, making him look up. 

He had to do a double take when he saw you wrapped up in Hyunjin’s arms, his nostrils flaring from the jealousy he was feeling. 

“What are you doing now?” Hyunjin asked you, releasing you from the hug. 

“I think I’m gonna go to my dorm. I’m so tired” you chuckled. 

“Sweet, I’ll walk you up there-”

“No need” Minho interfered and you two jumped, turning around as you saw him standing there, arms crossed over his chest. 

Hyunjin searched his friends eyes and let out a little smirk. “Okay, sparky” he chuckled. “I’ll see you later, Y/N”

You turned around and smiled at him. “Bye, Hyune”

You sighed when he was gone and turned to Minho.

“You didn’t need to scare him off like that” you said, turning your whole body to grab your stuff to flee from the studio far away from him and your feelings. 

Minho sighed and followed you out of the studio and into the elevator.

You glared at him when the doors closed. “Why are you following me?” you asked him angrily. 

He shrugged. “It seems we’re going in the same direction” he smirks at you.

You rolled your eyes and looked away. “Minho, what do you want?” you asked him, slumping against the wall of the elevator.

Minho stood staring at his shoes silently. “What were you talking about with Hyunjin?” he asked you in a mumble but you did hear what he had said.

You scoffed and shook your head. “You’re terrible” you whispered. 

The doors opened and you quickly walked down the hall with Minho following you. “Wait, Y/N, can we talk, please?” 

You rolled your eyes for the hundredth time that evening and reached your dorm, stabbing the keyhole with the key.

“Y/N, come on”

You walked inside your apartment and before you could shut the door, Minho put his hand on the door and walked inside the dorm, making you gasp. “Minho, I can report you for trespassing-”

“No, just hear me out”

You gave up and placed your bags on the floor. 

“What were you talking about with Hyunjin?” he asked. 

You covered your face with the palm  of your hands and let out a sigh. “Where is this coming from, Minho?” you asked him, dropping your hands by your side. “Is this because we were hugging? Is that it?” you asked him.

Minho stammered as he tried to answer you.

“Now I can’t hug men? Wow, what a possessive shit you are. We literally fucked once, I do not belong to you, Minho” you threw your words at him. 

Minho pressed his lips together. 

“If I want, I can go and fuck any other men I want. In fact! I’ll go ask Hyunjin if he’s available-”

Your words died on your throat when Minho grabbed your face, smashing his lips against yours. You wanted to resist him but you couldn’t, not when his lips were moving so sensually over yours and his tongue was caressing your bottom lip, asking for permission. 

You grasped onto his arms and he pressed a kiss on your lips before pulling away. 

“Don’t…”

You licked your lips and decided to tease him. “Don’t… huh?” you asked. “I don’t think he’d mind though”

You let out a gasp when Minho turned you around and pressed your front against the door, making it let out a loud thud. 

“Say that again?” he asked against your ear. 

“I think I’m gonna ask Hyunjin if he wants to fuck- AH!” you screamed when his hand came down to swat your ass violently over your shorts. 

He then grabbed the fabric covering your bum and pulled it down roughly to let it pool around your ankles. 

“Are you gonna ask Hyunjin if he wants to fuck you? Is that it?” he asked, slapping your ass again, even harder this time, letting your forehead slump against the door. He spanked you once again and your eyes rolled to the back of your head. “Hm?”

“N-no… I don’t want him” you said and then jumped when he slapped your ass again. 

“Who do you want?” he asked and you pressed your lips together. When he saw you weren’t answering, he slapped your ass again. “Answer me, you slut”

“You! You, I want you” you whimpered.

“Hmm… that’s right” Minho smirked against your cheek, placing a kiss there.

His hands went to your front, pressing his fingers on your clit over your panties. You moaned, letting your head lean against his shoulder. 

“You… belong to me, Jagiya” he whispered against your neck, licking a stripe over your ear. 

You nodded desperately and mewled as you felt him rub even harder.

“Hm? Is that right? You belong to me?” he asked, gripping one of your ass cheeks with his free hand. 

“Yeah…”

The hand grabbing your ass cheek released it and came to smack it with a loud slap. You jumped and then your eyes blinked open when you noticed he had pulled away from you.

He turned you around and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Glad we understood each other, Jagi”

And then he was out of the door.

You stood there, eyes widened and slumped against the door. 

“What the fuck was that?”

── .✦

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[luna-azzurra]

Hii I love your blog sm ur an angel 🩷. Could you please do like a list or something with examples of nicknames for friends?

I write fanfics in english but it's not my first language so it's a bit difficult for me, thanks 🩷

Heyyy, I'm glad that my blog helps you! 🩷 I’ve written down a bunch of my favorite nicknames, along with what they mean and the vibes they give off. 

Adorable & Affectionate Nicknames

Sweetie: Simple and cute, it’s like the classic nickname when one friend is always comforting the other.

Pumpkin: It’s got that old-fashioned, “you’re my little ball of sunshine” vibe.

Honeybun: Ultimate cozy nickname. You’d call someone this if they’re the nurturing, always-got-your-back kind of friend.

Snugglebug: It’s for the friend who’s all about giving hugs or being there when you need emotional support.

Cupcake: You know that friend who just makes you smile? That’s your cupcake.

Button: This one’s cute for a friend who’s small or just makes you go “aww” all the time.

Playful & Silly Nicknames

Spud: A potato, but in the best way. Perfect for that lazy but lovable friend.

Bean: It’s random but super cute, especially for a friend who’s quirky and fun.

Squishy: For the friend who’s soft, either physically or emotionally, and just huggable.

Giggles: You know that friend who’s always laughing at literally everything? Yeah, this is for them.

Waffles: No reason. Just waffles. It’s silly, weird, and perfect for a random nickname.

Pipsqueak: For the friend who’s short but feisty, like they’re small but will 100% fight you.

Personality-Based Nicknames

Ace: For the friend who’s always on top of their game, whether it’s in school, sports, or life in general.

Firecracker: You’ve got that one friend who’s all energy and attitude? Yep, this one’s for them.

Tiger: Strong, fierce, and maybe a little protective, this is for a friend who’s bold and confident.

Champ: For the friend who’s always winning at life, no matter what they do.

Professor: You know that super smart friend who’s always dropping random knowledge? This one’s for them.

Rocket: This is for the friend who’s always moving a mile a minute, constantly going somewhere or doing something.

Sparky: For the friend who’s got a quick wit or just a lot of energy. It’s short, fun, and full of personality.

Scout: For that adventurous friend who’s always trying new things or planning cool trips.

Nature-Inspired Nicknames

Rosebud: Cute and delicate, perfect for a friend who’s sweet or still growing into themselves.

Buttercup: It’s soft and nurturing, like the friend who’s always there when you need a shoulder to cry on.

Bluebell: Dreamy and whimsical, like someone who’s got their head in the clouds in a totally charming way.

Clover: Lucky charm vibes. This could be for someone who just brings good things into your life.

Lilac: Soft, calming, and just pretty. It’s for someone who makes everything feel more peaceful.

Maple: This gives cozy autumn vibes. It’s for a friend who feels like home or just brings warmth wherever they go.

Food-Inspired Nicknames

Peach: For someone who’s sweet and sunny. It’s a soft, affectionate name for a friend who just makes everything better.

Cookie: Comforting, dependable, and someone who’s always there when you need them. Total softie vibes.

Marshmallow: Soft, squishy, and maybe a little sensitive, but in a totally lovable way.

Gummy Bear: Cute, bouncy energy.

Dumpling: Another soft, squishy one. It’s perfect for a friend who’s a bit quiet but full of warmth.

If you need even more, I’m happy to help! 😊

[coupleoffanfics]

teehee I have a small thought (batfam related, yk that one where y/n gets killed)

imagine if y/n was brought back by the pit, but instead of being a "shell" in that hc u made, she becomes completely stoic, like just blurts out what she was feeling back when she was neglected with the most blank expression ever, I imagine it being more focused on bruce and Damian since yk..bruce was the shittiest parent ever, and Damian with his sparky ass insults.

You…God, damnit Anon. You summoned me and I suddenly have the motivation to write after reading your two requests.

I don't know if you wanted a one-shot or HC. So I just went with a HC because it's much easier to push out. Though if you want me to make a one-shot feel free to ask. I'll take 7 years to write it. Though at the end I did sort of a one-shot.

Damian should have known something was wrong when y/n didn't start thrashing around and attacking anything that moved after crawling out of the pit. She just stared at her hands, clenching them into firsts and then unclenching them slowly.

Maybe Damian was too relieved to see y/n breathing and moving to really care. Maybe he thought that she was just in shock. Coming back to life isn't always expected and it can take a real toll on someone.

Not to mention that y/n was, compared to her brothers, far weaker. Not just physically, but mentally as well. So it's not surprising that she was so docile, right? It's only a matter of time before that effect wears off and she'll be normal. Or something close to normal.

Okay, maybe deep down Damian knew that there was a chance that he wasn't getting y/n back. Everyone knew that there was no getting her back, but he was willing to take the risk. He came this far and it didn't take long for Bruce to pick up on what his youngest was doing.

Damian has his big sister back and he's not going to let her go again. It's only a matter of hours before Bruce comes breaking down the door to drag them back to Gotham. So Damian took the time to clean up y/n.

She was still in her funeral clothes for goodness sake. She reeked of death, but that didn't stop the boy from hugging her tightly.

While getting cleaned up, she doesn't say a thing. Or even make a lot of noise. It was almost like she was still dead.

By the time Bruce gets there, he's not surprised by Damian's actions. He thought of doing the same thing, but he couldn't bring himself to do such a thing. He couldn't disrespect her life by bringing her back. How could he dare think of that when she looked so at peace when she died.

He remembers how her body was tense before it became horrifyingly relaxed. There was a fear of death in those [eye color] eyes, he knows because he saw it. But it was so quick and fleeting that he could have missed it if he wasn't so close.

In a twisted way he wished y/n had clung on to him just like she did when she was a wide eyed little girl and cried. Cry that she didn't want to die. Cry that it was too early to leave now. Cry that she didn't want to leave them.

But all she did was give a crooked smile and mumble to herself as blood dribbled down her chin. She spoke incoherent things to herself. A name or two slipped from her cold lips, but they weren't ones of her family. From what he gathered it was just a close friend and her significant other's name. She died thinking of those who cared and loved her back. Not of the family that she couldn't stand to be around.

Even when her own adopted father held her dying from close, they were far from her line of thought.

So seeing y/n alive was gut reaching for Bruce. There was no pain, anger, sadness, or joy on her face. She was just there. Staring at him with an uncomfortable indifference.

Damian was ready to start a fight with Bruce. Not a physical one, but he would cross that line if he needed to. He was ready to defend himself in what he thought was best for y/n. Yet Bruce lets out a quiet sigh and tells that it's time to come home. How anticlimactic.

The plane ride back to Gotham is long and quiet. It also felt cramped by how close Damian was to y/n and unwilling to give her too much space.

By the time they made it back to the manor, everyone was caught up to date. The development is surprising to some while others not so much.

Everyone is in the bat cave. Gathered around to see y/n back from the dead. The silence is deafening as they wait for something. Just something from her, but she walked past them all. Out of the cave and to where her room was. Nothing was out of place in her room, though it was mostly empty after she had moved out a few years ago. She laid on her bed and slept as if nothing was amiss.

That's where the family infighting starts. Question of was this the right thing. What are going to do now? Why the hell did you think this was a good idea? There's going to be a lot of hash words being shared, but at the end of the day what was done was done and they had y/n back. They weren't going to mess up the second time.

Did they really get a second chance because it didn't feel like it. A week would pass and y/n has yet to come out of her room. She's alive and breathing because the trays of food left outside her door are always empty.

The camera's installed while she slept showed that she was doing nothing. All she did was lay in bed. She'd get up to use her private bathroom, but other than that there wasn't much. She was rotting away alone in her room.

This rang familiar bells in Alfred, Bruce, and Tim's head. y/n wasn't prone to long depressive episodes, so this could be something similar. The lack of socializing and excessive oversleeping was typically a big red sign for them to do something. In the past they would not force, but push her into doing social things or at least being out of her room.

They could approach this situation the same way, but they'd have to be extra careful. This was a unique and tricky situation to be in. It was also odd if not worrying that she hasn't succumbed to lazarus fever.

They could try to bribe y/n out of her room with activities that have to do with her old hobbies.

"Alfred is baking today, he said might need some help."

"I just stole the keys to the batmobile, you wanna take it for a ride?"

"Hey, do you want to…um, play a video game with me. I remember we used to play Hellflight Deadcraze a lot. They came out with the 3rd game. I just bought it today, so...Yeah."

Though the likelihood of that working is low. If they're really desperate to interact with her, they might as well just bust down her door.

At some point all the poking and prodding is going to irritate y/n. Whoever popped her bubble is going to be on the receiving end of pent up emotions.

I don't believe y/n would ever intentionally say how much the family's treatment harmed her. Again it would bubble up and fester for a while before she explodes. The thing about y/n is that she has an inferiority complex. In her life she aimed to please and help.

She understands that Gotham is dangerous. A lot of people need help and she couldn't bring herself to pull them away from their job. To her it would be like pulling a fireman away from a fire to chat as people burned alive. Even if the fire was out the fireman would be tired and need to rest, so she couldn't just pull them wherever she wanted to go. She shouldn't pester them.

In y/n's eyes, she was never worthy of being a hero because she wasn't good enough. She was never worthy of being with the family because she wasn't helping enough. She should do this to prove her worth. She's not worthless because she can do this for you and this as well!

She embodies inferiority and self-loathing. Someone that feels insignificant and has the strong urge to do more. She has- or had in this situation, hope. Hope that she'll be worthy of love. Love, affection, praise is what drives her and will seek it out if she's desperate. If she does ask or seek it out she'll be feeling guilty since she didn't really do anything to get it. In her mind she was being greedy and she couldn't help herself.

Bonus

"Just stop. Leave me alone." Her voice was almost pleading as she gripped the wrapped gift box. The gift was a symbol of peace, almost a treaty. That's all it was supposed to be, but she acts as if she had been spat in the eye.

Seeing that Bruce wasn't listening to her, she dug her nails into the gift. Almost tearing into the [favorite color] wrapped paper. He stood before her like an unmoving entity. The longer he stood by the more she wanted to snap into herself. She didn't want to slowly curl into a ball. She wanted to snap herself together with a violent and almost sickening crack. This just wasn't fair.

Clenching her jaw, her voice became much colder. It wasn't as cold as the middle of winter, yet it still had a chill to it.

"I thought you'd get it that I didn't want this. I shut you out, but you- all of you just keep buzzing. None of you are getting the hint. You just keep coming back louder than before. Why can't you let me be alone? Why can't you act overworked and tired? Why can't you just leave things the way they were?"

Bruce was conflicted upon hearing her say that and would try to claim that everything is going to come around. Everything always comes around in the end and this wouldn't be any different. They are going to get through this as a family.

y/n's frown would deepen and her eyes would furrow at his attempt at comfort. She looks as if she just ate something that was expired, leaving her mouth with nothing but a nasty sour taste.

"Because we're family." She whispered to herself before almost grimacing at the words. Her voice became sharp and cold as a blade, "I don't understand why you'd suggest that I was still a part of the family. I don't think I've been family for a good while now."

She clicked her tongue as she dropped the gift box while looking Bruce in the eyes. "Come on, you can't say you cared about me after I stopped being useful. When did you realize that I wasn't anything special? Was it when I kept crying about punching villains or when I was too slow to teach."

Seeing the conflicted look in his blue eyes confused her. Why would the truth conflict someone unless it was pity. Even after all this she's just a pitiful little crybaby to him. One good hit and she's out wailing on the floor for someone to kiss her boo-boo away.

Somehow this hurt her. Her pounding heart felt like it was twisting on itself. She wanted to cry and laugh at how she thought things couldn't get any worse. Then somehow it did. The universe, the world, the Wayne had proved her wrong yet again. It was as funny as it was sad.

She could have broken down there, but she needed to hear it. She had to hear the truth, so she kept twisting her heart with her own hands. It didn't matter how much it hurt.

"Or maybe you were in denial? You had wasted a lot of time and resources on a dud. Then Damian threw cold water on you and left you shivering, right? I'm just leeching off of you and the others. Then…Then you choose them over me. I was an afterthought, or is that being too generous? Did I ever circulate in your mind before this?"

Her voice was becoming shrill and gruff like she was on the verge of tears. "When did you realize that I was dead weight, Batman? Did I make Bruce Wayne look more caring to the people when I talk about how much I love my family? Did my life serve any use or was I always just a speck of dirt on your shoes?"

Those words were far from the truth, yet with how she spoke Bruce knew that she believed in all that she was saying. Each and every word was true to her. Honestly he didn't know what to say. This was all too much. Having to hear your own child degrade themselves with such honesty was heartbreaking.

Taking his silence as a sort of confirmation, y/n ordered him to leave and of course he did. He'd fix this somehow. He just needed time. They needed time.

I cut off the ending because I didn't want to write too much. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it. I haven't proofread this, Google Doc says there aren't any errors (probably a lie), and it's 3 in the morning. Goodnight.

[winniefrezcomics]

So i have 2 questions

Why do iris and perry have godparents?

Does Dale still suck as a father in your human au?

(Will get to second question in a separate post 🧡)

The short answer for the first one is that , despite being best friends in preschool, when Perry and Iris reconnected in elementary school, it literally went SO BAD that they made each OTHER mutually miserable enough that they both got assigned godparents 😬😬

Perry IMMEDIATELY recognizes his childhood friend, but B-lining to HUG the school bully on his first day went just about as well as you’d expect ☠️☠️

This hug actually freaked Iris out SO much that is took him DAYS to finally get a good look at Perry, and when he did, well…. 😬

As much as I hate to torment my bby boys, Its still Peri and Irep- The two of them having ZERO communication skills is intrinsic to my characterization of them tbfh snsndndndndjdj ☠️☠️

LONG ANSWER:

I actually wrote some drabbles about these events! (mostly so that I wouldn’t forget them if I get questions that allow me to illustrate parts of them for the blog)

I’ll put the link below! 🥰💜💙

As for why they STILL have fairy god parents even after clearing up their hurt feelings and becoming friends again-

💜Perrys mom is often out traveling for movie shoots, and Perry’s Dad is very busy with his accounting job, especially at the end of every month- tho they used to spend every waking moment with thier little man, Perrys terrible habit of people-pleasing has led to him majorly downplaying how lonely he feels, especially now that his big brother and best friend Timmy has left for college, and took thier dog Sparky with them (something that Perry INSISTED he was fine with, despite being very much not fine with it at all)

💙On Iris’ side, if you directly ASKED him why he was deemed miserable enough to get a godparent (despite coming from money and having attentive, adoring parents) I’m not sure he’d actually be able to tell you himself! Between mod and readers tho, the reason Iris is miserable is that deep, deep down, he secretly RESENTS the role of “the scary kid” that his natural fangs and unorthodox upbringing have forced upon him, but because he’s always been SO SMALL for his age (my poor evil son was a preme, and spent much of his first few months in the hospital) he committed to the bit so hard he doesn’t even know HOW to be nice anymore, instead pushing ALL his peers away so none of them ever get close enough to see his flaws and weaknesses, because being “the scary kid that no one would dare mess with” is the only thing that makes him feel safe- despite how desperately he wants to be loved and praised by his peers 🥺😭

Here’s the Doc detailing Perry and Iris’ first meeting, godparent assignments, AND eventual reconciliation! 🥺💕(Hoping to get questions that I can finagle into excuses to eventually draw the vast majority of these events tbh 😂)

(Cw for UNINTENTIONAL misgendering and mild- mostly just implied- child violence ☠️)

Aaas for your second question: he’s even WORSE! 😃

Just a second, I’ll answer that one in a reblog so I can tw for Dale Dinmadome lmao (Only Half joking. Fairy Dev’s backstory is NOT going to be a pleasant read 🙃 you have been warned dbdbdjdjdjddjej ☠️)

[autismgirl4998]

Okay, so everybody has some mixed feelings for episode 8 of Murder Drones. They either love it or they hate it. So I put in some notes if I were to rewrite episode 8. So here are the notes.

What I Would Add if I Rewrote Episode 8 of Murder Drones?

• The Beginning of the Episode should start with a flashback of Uzi as a kid having a talk with Nori before the Murder Drones came to Copper-9.

• After Flashback, we get to N waking up after Uzi used her Solver to push him out of the church with key to the spaceship stuff to his coat, and he grieves over losing his best friend and his one true love.

• After grieving, N gets out of the underground lab to find the spaceship J and 'Tessa' used to come to Copper-9 where he finds J, Thad, Lizzy, and Khan about to have a fight.

• N tries to talk to J about what happened in both episodes 6 and 7 and tries to tell her about the truth about Tessa, but J doesn't want to hear it and attacks N and the others, so a fight between N, Khan, Thad, Lizzy and J starts, but mostly the fight between N and J because we need this for a long time

• During the fight, N tells J that the Tessa they have met and she was with all the time was actually Cyn in disguise and the real Tessa died in the gala a long time ago, to which J, in a upset look, replies "I know." before using her laser cannon to fire at N.

• After the fight in which N is victorious, J reveals on why she always abuses N all the time is that in the past, she is always jealous on how N is always following orders and never breaks them and gets in trouble by the Elliots and how Tessa is always her favorite while she is always get in trouble for all of the stuff she is trying to avoid and ends up getting beaten by the Elliots all the time, and takes all of her anger on him, not knowing that her abuse towards N is similar to the Elliots' abuse towards her.

• N, being the kind-hearted drone he is, forgives J for what she did to him all of those years ago and tells her that she can reform herself if she can help him and the others fight against Cyn and save the universe from being destroyed.

• Before J can give her answer, Cyn appears out of nowhere and rips out J's core, telling her that she did a terrible job and that she wouldn't be number one in anything, and then eats her core up similar to how Cyn ate Doll's core near the end of Episode 7.

• Cyn was about to attack N, Khan, Thad, and Lizzy, but they are saved by V and Sparky the Sentinel similar to the original canon of Episode 8.

• N is relieved that V managed to survive from the Senitels and hugs her. V then tells N the truth on why she avoided N because Cyn forced her to do the job so she would leave them alone and that she is sorry for hurting him all of those years ago when they arrive on Copper-9 and that she ruined their chance to be together, but N forgives V and tells her even though they can't be together like they did when they were Worker Drones, but they can still be friends, but first they need to take care of Cyn for.

• The scene where Sparky shakes Lizzy like a dog toy and both Khan and Thad screaming in terror can still be the same because it was funny as hell! 🤣

• N and V were about to fight Cyn, but somehow N is too scared to fight Cyn as memories of what Cyn did to him in the past start to come back and he can't hurt his little sister.

• Cyn uses her Absolute Solver powers and lifts everyone and everything into outer space similar to the opening scene in episode 8 except don't add the Teacher in it cause I don't know why he was involve in it.

• Scene changes to where Episode 7 left off where Uzi wakes up floating in space to see Cyn about to devour Copper-9.

• Uzi and Nori reunite and Uzi apologizes for kicking her into the hole in episode 7, which Nori tells her that it's water under the bridge

• Nori explains why she had to fake her death and left because she remembered her experience at the Cabin Fever Labs all those years ago and that Uzi will have the same effects of the Solver, so when the Murder Drones came, stabbed her with the nanite acid, and Khan hitting her with his wrench, believing he killed her, Nori went back to the labs to find a cure for both Uzi and Doll so that Cyn won't posses either of them.

• Uzi tells Nori that Doll was killed by Cyn when trying to look for the patch and Yeva and her husband died by the hands of V after Nori left, which greatly devastate Nori because she and Yeva were best friends in the past.

• Uzi and Nori have a heart to heart talk and Uzi feels confident that she will defeat Cyn and save the universe, so Nori gives her daughter her choker and a pickaxe, and Uzi unfolds her wings and flies back towards Copper-9 (Sorry, she won't be hit by the spaceship that N is piloting, but I have N piloting the spaceship planned, so you'll see it later on).

• Once Cyn has gotten everyone and everything on Copper-9 to space (And where Sparky tries to kill Khan, Thad, and Lizzy with that air gas thingy he spit up like in canon because that was also hilarious), she is about to kill N and V since gravity makes them too heavy to move until Uzi comes in using the null power to hit Cyn while also keeping the line "Hey, Cyn! Suck! On! This!" in the most badass way every, then lands in front of N and V in a cool and edgy pose like she and N did in episode 8.

• N was in shock at first, but he cries in joy and runs up to Uzi and hugs her tight, yelling at her that she was stupid to make a sacrifice like that and asked why she did it, in which she told him that she didn't want to lose N, so she took the risk. N knows he couldn't stay mad at her forever, so he keeps on hugging her.

• V clears her throat a bit, which causes Uzi and N to pull away from their hug and V tells Uzi that she is glad that Uzi is feeling okay since they last saw each other or whatever in a monotone voice. Uzi tells V that she is glad she is not dead or whatever in a monotone voice like she said in the original canon, and then both girls give each other a smile as a sign of respect.

• After the trio is reunited, N wants to confess his true feelings to Uzi in person and not just through writing back in episode 7, but Cyn shows up and destroys the Null that Uzi created similar to canon

• The scene where Cyn goes to confront Uzi and N is still the same, only V will be with them.

• During the scene where Cyn attacks, instead of ripping Uzi's core out for a few seconds, Cyn rips out V's core instead and Uzi saves her when she swung the pickaxe at Cyn, then Cyn tries to use the Callback Ping method on Uzi to have her core come out on its own, N saves Uzi from Cyn and then Cyn claws through N's chest to get his core just like in canon (Poor baby... 😣).

• Uzi saves N using her Solver and they both hide from Cyn, and it's where N's memories of Cyn tearing him apart to become what he is now starting to come back to him after she just tried to tear his chest up to get his core and starts to have a panic attack. Uzi tries to calm her best friend/crush down, but Cyn is using the Callback Ping method to try to find the two and it hurts Uzi that much and her core is trying to come out of her chest on its own, so Uzi grabs N's hand and holds him tight, which causes his panic attack to dwindle down for some reason just like in canon.

• V shows up after her core is placed back in her chest and looks for Uzi and N, but is encountered by a hologram version of N created by Cyn and tricks her into telling her that they should go and kill Uzi by manipulating her old romantic feelings for him. V was about to accept, but the real N shouted "V, STOP!!!" and then Cyn rips out his core from behind and drags him out from the hiding spot and the hologram version of N disappears and his body and core is shown to V, who is terrified, and Cyn tells her she did a bad job for not doing her thing and chases after her just like in canon, but only this time Uzi comes out of her hiding place and chases after Cyn to save N and V instead of just standing there terrified of what happened.

• Uzi manages to catch up to Cyn who was about to eat N's core, so she swung her pickaxe at Cyn, only by her arm that was holding N's core and catches him in her hands. Cyn grabs Uzi by the throat with her tentical things and uses the Callback Ping method on Uzi and her core was about to be ripped out of her chest on its own until the door behind Cyn suddenly closes and lets go of Uzi, knowing that Khan saved his daughter and N's core from Cyn with his automatic door opener and closer remote he always carries similar to how he saved N's core from being eaten by Cyn in episode 8. Once freed, Uzi places N's core back into his body.

• Thad throws Uzi's railgun at her, which she tries to grab it, but Cyn stops her from doing so and she was about to kill her, N, and V right at the spot similar how she was about to kill V and N's core in episode 8, but suddenly her claw like things were chopped off and Nori landed on Uzi's shoulder and tells Cyn that nobody kills her daughter and her daughter's murderous boyfriend and gets away with it, which causes Uzi and N to both blush hard and Uzi tells her mother that N is not her boyfriend, at least not yet.

• Cyn was about to grab Nori, Uzi uses her Solver powers to make like a shield thing to protect herself, her mother, N, and V, Uzi then tells Cyn that she is not going to let anyone close to her die tonight, she is going to stop Cyn and save the universe and her home planet.

• Cyn finds this all boring and annoying and tries to use the Callback Ping method on Uzi, it hurts her chest, but she keeps her core in tack, and as Cyn keeps on using the Callback Ping method, the more Uzi is resisting it and tells her that she is no longer going to be her puppet because she is frickin' Uzi Doorman and she is going to put an end on Cyn's reign of terror once and for all, in which Cyn replies "Kay."

• The battle between Uzi, N, V, and Cyn remains the same, it's just that J is not in it because Cyn ate her core in this rewrite.

• As Cyn lunges at Uzi to attack her, something inside of Cyn causes her to stop and is somewhat struggling for some reason. Uzi then suddenly sees, through her optics, the spirits of J and Doll holding Cyn down as best as they can, then she sees a blurry spirit next to J and Doll, and it looks like Cyn Uzi seen in N and V's memories back in episode 5, and to Uzi's realization, it is the real Cyn; the Cyn before she had the Absolute Solver. The real Cyn tells Uzi to rip her core out of her and destroy her and the Solver for good. Uzi does so as the real Cyn says and puts her fist into Cyn's chest and rips her core out of it just like in canon, only she didn't use her Solver powers to make a hole to let the sunlight melt the core, she just holds it as she watches the body and Tessa's skin melt away.

• N and V fly over to Uzi and the trio believed everything is all over now, buuuuut, Cyn's core stabs Uzi by the hand and gets out of her grip, then jumps from building to building until she is floating in space, then suddenly becomes a giant black hole and begins to suck Copper-9 up with everyone on it, meaning it's not over just yet.

• Knowing what Uzi has to do and remembering that N still has the key to the spaceship J and 'Tessa' used to get to Copper-9, she takes N to the spaceship and get in it to fly to that black hole. But N is hesitant on piloting the spaceship knowing that he crashed the other one when he, V, and J first arrived on Copper-9, but Uzi tells N that she believes in him, which gave N confidence and starts the spaceship and flies up into space, which Uzi and N are excited that N actually piloted the spaceship without crashing into anything and N shouts "Spaceship Pilot!" in happiness.

• Once they fly to the black hole, Uzi tells N that she is going inside the black hole and find the source the Absolute Solver and hopefully destroy it, meaning if the source of the Solver is destroyed, the the Host of the Solver dies, meaning Cyn will finally be defeated for good, but N objects to this plan, as he can't lose Uzi again and that he just got her back, then he tells her that Uzi is N's universe, which confuses Uzi a bit, but N explains it better by confessing his love for her (And piloting the ship to avoid the asteroids hitting it, which scared him and Uzi a bit and their hair is all messed up before they fixed it similar to how it was at the beginning of Episode 8). Uzi then kisses N on the lips for a couple of seconds and tells him that she loves him too, but this is something she needs to do in order for her home to be saved, for her friends and family to be saved, and for her love to be saved, so she jumps out of the spaceship and flies into the black hole.

• As Uzi flies to find the source of the Solver, she encounters Cyn, but she is in an abomination eldritch form of her former Worker Drone self, J, and Doll all combined together and attacks Uzi. Uzi sees the source, flies to it, and grabs it, but Cyn grabs Uzi and is about to eat her whole so she would be apart of her. Thinking of no other choice, Uzi eats the source of the Solver, which shocks Cyn so much (Cyn: 😧). After Uzi ate the source of the Solver, the eldritch abomination of Cyn begins to fall apart as she is no longer the host of the Solver, but Uzi is the host now. Uzi doesn't feel good, and something pulses inside of her, and that pulse causes the black hole to be destroyed and shutting off Uzi, causing her to fall down back to Copper-9.

• N sees Uzi falling down to Copper-9, so he jumps out of the spaceship and goes after her (Not even spreading out his wings to fly) and once he's close enough to her, N grabs Uzi's hand and pulls her close to his chest, protecting her as the two fall to Copper-9 for impact similar to the end of Tears of the Kingdom, except instead of landing into a pond of water, because they are robots, they landed on the ground with the biggest thud every (Uzi and N will still be on fire as they are falling down to Copper-9).

• V comes out of the hole that was caused when the black hole exploded, sending everyone flying after that, then flies around to find Uzi and N. Thad and Lizzy get out of the hole as well, then Khan was about to get out, but was about to fall to his death, but Nori uses her Solver to save him and tries to run off after she tells him that he doesn't know her and that she hates him, but instead of Khan thinking Nori is kind of hot and doesn't recognize her for no reason at all, he actually recognizes Nori's voice and stops her from running away, then he hugs Nori and tells her that he missed her so much. Khori reunion well deserved! Sparky also gets out of the hole using the bus and then uses the bus to try to run over Thad and Lizzy, which they both run away from.

• N regains consciousness from the impact of the fall, but when he looks at Uzi, her visor has a FATAL ERROR displayed on it. N begs Uzi to come back, that he needs her, and that she is the best thing that has ever happened in his life, but to no avail. Heartbroken that the love of his life is now gone forever, N places a kiss on her lips and says goodbye to her, but before he leaves, the Solver resurrects Uzi from the dead and softly calls N's name, which surprises N, but is relieved and grateful Uzi is alive and hugs her. Uzi then asked N since everything is over and that they confessed their love, if they are like dating and all, which N confirms that they are and that was the whole plan after all. Uzi then looks at N's visor and sees her digital eyes are now purple and yellow combined together as a result of being the host of the Solver and saying she looks like a damaged OC, but N tells her that she is not damaged at all, that she is beautiful. Soon, Uzi and N kiss passionately, officially becoming a couple. V finds Uzi and N, but leaves the couple be and smiles, as N has found someone that truly loves him.

• The scene where Uzi shows everyone in class, including N and V, the whole event (In which the Teacher is banging his head trying to kill himself I think as it's not the project he assigned Uzi) and everybody clapped for Uzi, with N, V, Thad, and Lizzy cheering for her (And N shouting "That's my girlfriend!" out loud) will still remain the same, only Nori will have a body, V is wearing a new pair of glasses, and Doll's corpse is not shown at all.

• After the credits, Uzi heads to her room and looks at the variety mirror, which doesn't break at all as she stares at it. Then N comes in and asks if everything is good, which Uzi replies. "Yeah. Everything is fine." and she leaves her room with N by her side and the two holding hands.

Perhaps if I were to write a fanfic story of it, I think people would like it, but what do you guys think of it?

[nofingjustaninchident]

omg i’m so excited for this surprise event you don’t understand 😻

if you’re taking requests for the event, could you possibly write something fluffy between a daughter of apollo and jason grace? maybe she’s teaching him how to shoot a bullseye or how to properly apply a splint? and then it just turns fluffy and cute with some playful banter here and there?

if not, that’s totally okay and you can ignore this :’)

YAY FOR JASON GRACE!!!

ᯓ★ it’s your golden hour

summary jason doesn’t say no to an opportunity of spending an evening with his crush.

warnings like two curse words

word count 1.2k

now listening to golden hour by jvke

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the sun was high in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over Camp Half-Blood. jason walked towards the archery range, his heart light with anticipation. he had been looking forward to this day all week - spending time with y/n, his favorite daughter of apollo. in general, the apollo kids were known for their knowledge in archery and in medicine, which were two things that jason learnt and perfected back in camp jupiter.

but how could he deny an excuse to spend whole afternoon close to his long-time crush? it’d be stupid, wasn’t it?

y/n was considered by many the best archer in camp. while she was really good at the infirmary and tended to spend most of her time there, she indeed was one of the greatest archers that camp had ever seen.

jason spotted her frame at the range, her bow slung casually over her shoulder. she was looking down at her hands, and she probably was holding something. but, at that distance, jason couldn’t see much. when the girl realized that her apprentice was there, she raised her eyes and smiled at him.

obviously, the girl would never admit it to anyone other than herself, but ever since jason feel out of the sky in that burning chariot, she had been extremely attracted to him. and now that she knew him for who he was?

“ready to become an archery pro?” y/n teased, handing him a bow.

jason chuckled, taking the bow and examining it. “i’m ready if you’re ready to teach. im more used to wielding a sword, you know.”

that wasn’t a lie. he did prefer fighting with swords, but he already knew how to shoot perfectly. but you offered so kindly, and he just couldn’t say no, could he?

she laughed, positioning him in front of a target. “don’t worry, i’m a great teacher. just follow my lead.”

she stood behind him, adjusting his stance, her hands warm on his arms as she guided him. jason felt a pleasant shiver run down his spine at her touch. it wasn’t quite electric - and he knew enough about electric touch - but it was pleasant. warm.

she was so close to him that he could smell the faint scent of wildflowers coming from her hair.

“okay, now pull back the string and aim for the center,” y/n instructed, her voice soft and encouraging.

jason cleared his throat, trying to put his focus back on track. he did as she said, his eyes narrowing in concentration. he released the arrow, watching as it flew through the air and landed just shy of the bullseye. he let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

“not bad!” she praised, stepping back with a grin. “you’ve got potential, sparky.”

jason smirked, a playful glint in his eye. “maybe i just have a great teacher, hm?” he asked, teasingly.

y/n rolled her eyes, laughing. “alright, let’s see if you can do it again.”

after a few more tries, jason’s shots improved, each arrow landing closer to the center. she cheered him on, her excitement contagious. eventually, he managed to hit the bullseye, and they both erupted into cheers.

“see? i knew you could do it!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around him in a spontaneous hug.

for a beat, he didn’t respond to the hug, to stunned to do anything about it. but, when his soul went back to his body, he hugged her back tightly, circling his arms around her waist and spinning her in the air.

jason’s heart was pounding, and the time just froze in those few seconds they were hugging. he memorized everything. the smell of her hair. how soft her body felt against his, how her own heart was also beating fast.

she pulled back slightly, her arms still around his neck and his own around her waist. their faces were inches apart, and jason couldn’t have missed the way she stared to his chapped lips.

well, maybe he was imagining it, but still.

“uh, so,” jason said, breaking the silence and pulling away completely, “what’s next on our agenda? maybe you can teach me how to properly apply a splint?”

at this point, he was clinging to anything to spend more time with her. maybe if that spark appeared again…

she grinned, nodding. “sure thing, mr. hero. follow me.”

y/n led him to the infirmary, where she gathered the necessary supplies. she demonstrated the proper technique, showing him how to support and immobilize a limb.

“got it?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

jason nodded, concentrating hard as he practiced on a training dummy. she watched him, her heart swelling with affection. he was so earnest, so determined to get it right.

gods, wasn’t he handsome doing it.

“perfect,” you said, smiling. “you’re a natural.”

Jason looked up at her, his blue eyes warm with appreciation. “thanks. for the whole teaching part. you’re really cool, you know that?”

she blushed, shaking her head. “flattery will get you everywhere, sparky.”

he chuckled, stepping closer. “good to know. but i do have to test if flattery will take me somewhere i want to be.”

y/n gulped. what was happening right now? jason was easily one of the most socially awkward people she knew, and now he was doing this? he couldn’t be talking about flirting, right?

“you’re so damn pretty, you know that?” he continued, running a hand through her silky hair. “you’re smart, you’re fierce, you’re funny. and beautiful. so damn beautiful.” he muttered.

suddenly, he pressed a feather light kiss to her cheek and pulled away. she shivered when he was out of reach. she missed his warmth and his comforting smell.

jason smiled brightly, as if nothing ever happened. “thanks for today. i had a great time. we should do it again someday.”

his exterior was calm and collected, but he was freaking out. his mind was racing two hundred miles per second and it all revolved around her. what if she didn’t like that? what if it was way too forward? he could’ve just killed the beginning of a really good friendship.

but, before he could leave, y/n walked over to him and, tip toeing, pressed a soft and light kiss to his lips. “sure, just say the time.”

he blushed and smiled, waving to her as he left the infirmary. y/n stood there, staring at the door with a stupid grin on her lips.

“come on!” she suddenly heard, and turned around to see an annoyed looking will. “in front of my meds? really?”

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a/n: happy fourth, you americans! this means absolutely no fucking thing to me, but yeah, have a good holiday!

[harmeu]

hello!! I saw that your open for requests, if it's cool, may I request the HSR boys finding their shy and sleepy s/o wearing their clothes because they miss them. The boys have been busy lately and reader didn't want to bother them so they decided to incorperate their partners clothes into all their outfits.

Thank youuu

HSR Boys Finding Their S/O Wear Their Clothes

(I may has misinterpreted your request, if I did please tell me <3)

(GN!Reader)

Sampo:

You’d been missing your beloved all week. Sampo’s usual sparky attitude vanished when the Slivermane guards took him to conduct an inspection on some recent crimes that were happening in Belobog. Sampo usually gets caught for petty things like stealing of course he’d be a suspect. You missed him. Greatly. As the shy person you were, you didn't want to burst into the Silvermane guards headquarters demanding to see him so you decided another way to feel close. Wearing his clothes.

 His clothes were huge on you and kept slipping off your shoulders. Though you felt extremely cozy. The baggy attire made you feel at ease drifting to a sleepy state till you heard the door slam open. It was Sampo. His eyes widened at the sight but eventually softened into a cheeky smile and scooped you up in his arms hugging you as tightly as possible.

“Did my dear miss me that much?” He said with a flirty tone making you flustered. Sampo took note of you being sleepy and threw you gently on the couch laying on top of you. He could suffocate you with his weight. His hands threw themselves around your waist as you two cuddled on the couch. “Don’t leave for that long again.” You murmured averting your eyes. Sampo smirked and pecked your lips.

 “I may have to if I get to see you in those clothes.” A seductive voice spoke.

Jing Yuan:

The general of the Cloud Knights. Of course this man is busy. He has a disciple to look after and an army to run. As well as paperwork. You hadn’t seen Jing Yuan all day and you were growing worried. You knew he was just doing his usual duties but you couldn't help missing him. You bit your fingernail and looked for a way to ease your nervousness. An oversized shirt of your darlings was laid flat across his bed indicating he was in a hurry earlier to not even put this away.

You step up and slip the fabric on. The shirt fabric was rather strong, maybe because of Jing Yuan’s busty..you know. It was also warm and comforting. You could fall asleep in it. You hugged yourself and laid on the bed thinking sleeping was the best option to wait for him. You flinch all of sudden as you see the doors open. The general was standing there with a stunned expression on his face. Though that eventually departed in a matter of seconds.

“Darling? What's this?” He points at the shirt you were wearing. You flush and shake your head vigorously thinking he was uncomfortable. “N-nothing! I thought it was mine.” Jing Yuan raises an eyebrow and smirks cat-like. “No need to lie." He shuffled close to the side of the bed sitting next to you. He kissed you once on the neck, then twice, then a third, and it continued.  “Jing Yuan stop!” You say quietly flushed. 

"I can’t help it. You look adorable in my clothes." He leaned close again.

Blade:

Blade is a Stellaron Hunter. Of course he’s a busy man. He’s also an enemy of loads of people so he has to be cautious 99% of the time. You were here in your house waiting for him to come back. You knew his job was tough and his colleagues were not exactly the nicest so you couldn't help but worry. He isn’t one to open up either and gives the cold shoulder to nearly anyone exposing him to more danger.

You sit on the couch looking at the ground as the clock ticked annoyingly. He had left in the morning and now it was pitch black night. Anxiety swept on you. He’s just working, you told yourself but you still couldn’t help but worry. You drag your legs to his room to find a way to ease the stress. You search through his closet and find a black shirt. He doesn’t usually wear casual clothing so you think it's fine to wear it.

The clothing slips on and instantly the bubbles in your mind popped. It was warm. Like laying in a field of grass. You nuzzled up into it and felt sleepiness wash over you and you lay yourself on Blade’s bed. You hugged yourself as you imagined him being there cuddling. That silence broke as the doors slowly opened to reveal Blade. He stares at you for a good minute with a neutral expression but then goes in your direction going on his knees on the side of the bed,  laying his head on your lap, and wrapping his arms around your waist nuzzling. 

“I’m here now.” He says quietly as his ears go red.

[pinkmeanschaos]

Split in Two.

An Atomic Betty Fanfic I've been writing for the sake of practicing my writing at work when I have no WiFi. I'll probably add to it whenever I can. It serves no real purpose. It serves as an introduction to my two OC's Trix Polaris and Xeron Praxis.

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The ship's autopilot made its miserable way through the clear void of Gamax. The planets and moons added a respite of color amongst the blackness of space. Betty sat back in her chair, her hand resting on her cheek, propped up on an elbow. The only sound besides the beeping of the radar, were the quiet sounds of weeping from the pilot seat. Betty had given up trying to console her lieutenant. What could she say? She'd never lost a sibling before. X-5 had powered himself down, insisting he needed to install new updates. Betty knew that was a lie. He just wanted to escape the misery on board the starcruiser. 

With a sigh, Betty lowered her chair and made her way over to the cockpit yet again. She placed a hand on her lieutenant's shoulder, trying to offer him some sort of comfort.

“Sparky?”

The teenage Martian boy did not respond. Too deep in his own misery. Though he did lean into the touch, craving affection. Betty felt a surge of guilt. She'd left him alone when he wanted her company. She wrapped her arms around him as best she could, despite the position they were in. Finally, he spoke. His voice, gravelly and hoarse.

“She's gone…”

“I'm sorry…” 

“She's gone and it's all my fault.” 

“No it isn't.”

“Then who's fault is it?!” Sparky’s head jerked upwards, tears streaked his face, his moon white eyes bloodshot and blue. “I'm her brother! I should have been there to protect her! I failed my sister! I disobeyed your orders, the perps got away and I lost my sister!” Fresh tears filled his eyes and he buried his face in Betty's shoulder. She hugged him tightly, his body shaking and shuddering with every strangled sob.

“We'll find her.” She ran her fingers through his messy blue hair. They'd long removed their helmets in the confines of the ship. 

“She's dead…” He managed to choke out between tears. “I killed my own sister…she's dead…”

Betty awoke on one of the bunk room beds. She didn't remember just how she'd got there but she felt a warm weight pressed against her. Sparky was asleep beside her, one arm wrapped around her and the other clutching his raygun. Even in his distressed state, he'd tried to keep her safe. A blush tinged her cheeks pink. She had slept the night in bed with a boy. Alien or not, that wasn't something her mother would approve of. She had to admit though, it felt nice, being close and warm with someone else. She wondered how long they'd been asleep. Given X-5 was still whirring away at his upgrade station, probably not very long. The pale blue glow washed over them both, making their skin look cold and washed out. It cast unflattering shadows on Sparky's face. Ugly bluish streaks were visible on his cheeks and his freckles stood out like dappled spots against his pallid green skin. She'd never seen him so run down. Betty had seen Sparky cry before but he usually managed to get over it. Given how his shoulders still gently shook, she knew it was far from over. 

We need to get back to HQ.

That much was certain. More importantly, Betty needed to get back home. She didn't know how long she had been drifting in the void of space. Her face was probably stuck up all over town.

Missing! Betty Barrett. Aged thirteen. Last seen at hockey practice at Moosejaw Junior High. Please notify police with any information!

Not that they'd ever find her. Not unless the Mosejaw PD could commandeer a space cruiser with hyperdrive. She groaned and lay back on the pillows, trying not to think about it all. The boy beside her stirred, moving closer to her but didn't wake up. She wrapped her arm around him, absent-mindedly trailing her fingers up and down his arm. Suddenly, the blue light switched off, leaving the bunk room in darkness and the whirring of a robot returning to life filled the silence. Sparky opened his eyes, irritated by the sound.

“Shut up…” He muttered, pulling a pillow over his head. 

“Sleep well?” Betty asked before she could stop herself and Sparky pulled away in shock.

“Oh…it's you, Chief…” 

“Yeah…we must have fallen asleep..” Betty didn't want to bring up the events that had led them to sharing a bed. 

“Ugh…my head is killing me…I feel hungover…” Sparky clutched at the offending appendage.

She couldn't blame him. She said nothing about it.

Finally returning to earth, Betty was relieved to find her picture not lining every street. What she found instead was an uproar at HQ. In the midst of the commotion, a short, stocky old lady with gray hair was in the middle of a hushed conversation with a Martian woman. She was lovely enough to turn the heads of a few earth astronauts if they ever crossed her path, but her usually immaculate make up was disheveled and her blonde hair tossed into a rough ponytail. Sparky rushed over to her the moment he saw her and flung his arms around her.

“Trix is gone!” He wailed as his mother embraced him. Her face, a mixture of relief and horror.

“Is that true?” The elderly woman approached Betty. 

“Yes…grandma. It's not…it's not Sparky's fault! No matter what he says. It was-” Betty insisted. Beatrixo sighed.

“I know, sweetie. We heard everything. Those no good bastards…” Beatrixo excused herself but Zulia shook her head.

“That word is too good for them. Attacking my babies and making off with my daughter…I have the right mind…”

“Your blood money days are over.” Beatrixo eyed Zulia sternly. 

“I'm barely forty, I can handle one more mission, Bea. Watch me.”

“Blood money?” Betty looked at Sparky's mother in surprise. “What do you mean?”

“She was an assassin.” Beatrixo gave a proud smile. “Back when she was your age, matter of fact. Taught her children everything they know.”

“You flatter me.” Zulia shifted her attention to her sobbing son. Betty couldn't believe it. As far as she knew, Zulia had always been a wonderful mother of twins who did her best to bring her children up right.  Betty had never imagined her as a hired gun. It would explain Sparky's means of dispatching enemies though. He always went right for the throat. At least when it came to robots.

An hour later, the four of them plus X-5 were seated in Admiral DeGill’s office, facing his desk. There was an unshakable silence all around. A failed mission and a guardian lost to an intergalactic crime ring. Things couldn't possibly get worse. X-5 had not spoken since his updates. It would take a while for his voice banks to reorder themselves. Betty wondered if he had planned that too. To avoid having to give testimony on Trix's disappearance. DeGill slid a manilla folder across the desk. On the front was a photo of a sullen Martian girl. She resembled Sparky down to each freckle. The only difference being her longer hair, heavy eyeliner and a liberal amount of  blue chapstick. Sparky lifted the folder with shaky hands. His sister's file.

Bellatrix Polaris

Age: 13

Rank: Calvary pilot

Ship: The Blackbird 

Place of birth: City of Ares, Republic of Neutropia, Mars, Milky Way Galaxy.

Known family members include:

Zulia Polaris (Mother)

Unknown Father

Lt Sirius Polaris (Twin brother)

Status: Missing in Action.

Sparky frowned at the page and looked up at DeGill, who regarded him with his large goldfish eyes. They were almost unsettling.

“Missing in action? She's dead!” Sparky clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from breaking down again and tried to steady himself. When he spoke again it was in a low, shaky tone. “I saw them grab her. I wasn't fast enough. She pushed me away…” Betty placed her hand on his shoulder as he tried to compose himself. “She's as good as dead…” He sniffed. “She's not coming back.”

“I wouldn't be so sure…” Zulia had lifted the folder off the desk and was scanning through the words on the page. “There's another discrepancy here, Admiral.”

 Betty clutched the fur overcoat of her disguise closer as the Bitter wind of Blackwater City cut into her, whipping her curled red hair around he face. The whole place reminded her of the photos she had seen of New York City in the nineteen forties. All glitz and Jaz and putridly cold weather. She rubbed her hands together, the outfit she'd been given leaned more to the side of glamour than warmth. The sky of Carcosus had faded to a deep blue and a few stars speckled across among the twin moons. Twins…just like Sparky and Trix. She cast a glance at her Lieutenant. He was dressed in an ash gray suit, a fedora perked on his slicked back hair. He was attempting to flip a coin to better fit into the archetype he was playing but his heart wasn't in it. Noah, dressed similarly to a newsie of old, was standing on her other side. Since X-5 was not ready yet, he had taken his place as their third. Betty had the feeling X-5 wanted to stay back in the nice peaceful lab instead of walking the crime riddled streets of Blackwater. Betty checked her bracelet’s watch. Their contacts would be arriving any minute and when they did, well, she knew what kind of characters they were dealing with.

The sound of an engine drew her attention and a sleek black space cruiser drew up beside her. One of the black tinted windows rolled down and a purple Neptunian peered out from beneath the rim of a lowered fedora. 

“Yous the contact?” He looked with disbelief at the three young teens standing on the side of the rad, shivering in the salty air. 

“I am.” Betty crossed her arms, hoping it made her look imposing but mostly to keep the chill out.

“How do we knows we can trust you?” Betty saw the alien’s hand reach for his piece. Before she could aim her bracelet, Sparky leapt in front of her. 

“We're here, we're unarmed and you're planning to pull a gun on us? What kind of honour code you running here?” He growled. 

“It's okay, Louie, just show him the cash.” Betty said, calmly. Sparky muttered something obscene under his breath and lifted the suitcase handcuffed to his wrist. Noah scurried forward and opened it.

“There you go, ten thousand intergalactic bareabonds for your assistance.”

“Yeah…you're good to go…get in.” The alien grumbled. “Can't believe they sent friggen kids to do the hand off.”

“No one would suspect us now would they?” 

The ride through Blackwater had been far too long for her liking. By the time they reached the elaborate townhouse, Betty's nerves were completely on edge. It felt bizarre to her, given how many times she'd dealt with the late Maximus IQ, but somehow the idea of the intergalactic mafia frightened her much more. If they were anything like the ones on Earth…she shuddered. Sparky climbed out first and opened her door. Noah let himself out. Betty took Sparky's arm, thankful for the support as her shoes felt like murder. She was going to have words with X-5 about his choice of disguises. 

“So…what do you need the boss for?” Their Neptunian contact had been well placated with their generous bribe. His disloyalty was appalling but it had worked out for them. Still, she wouldn't want him on her team. That much was for certain.

“We have some important information for him.” 

“Uh ha…” The Neptunian said, absently. Betty had the feeling they could have said they were there to take his kneecaps and their guide wouldn't care.

“Here ya are, kiddies.” He opened the door to a massive ornate Parlor. “The boss is right through there. As for me, I have a space cruiser to catch.” With that, he was gone, leaving Betty, Sparky and Noah in the frying pan heading towards the fire.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Noah gulped. The portraits  of nasty looking Martian men that lined the walls didn't offer any respite.

“DeGill knows what he's doing.” Betty assured. “We've done much more dangerous missions, right Sparky?” The latter didn't reply, his gaze was fixed on the ornate wooden door that lead to the boss's office. He'd been silent most of their little endeavour, save for when he'd jumped to Betty's defense. He simply nodded and the three made their way towards the door.

Xeron Praxis, the current head of the Praxis family was a tall, slim Martian man with keen clear eyes and a sharp toothed grin. Anyone who saw his face knew better than to stick around. The freckles that dusted over his cheeks did nothing to soften his features. 

“Who the Tardiris are you three?” He demanded as Betty and her group entered the room.

“We have a message for you from Zulia.” She said, crossing her arms, her fingers finding her bracelet just in case things went south.

“Zulia?” A flicker of recognition flashed across the mafia boss’s face. “How do yous know Zulia?” 

“So you remember her?” Betty gave a steely smile and she recognised the look in his eyes. He knew who she was.

“Atomic Betty! Who let you in here?!” He grabbed his gun but Sparky was quicker. He leapt into the desk and crammed his blaster in the man's face with so much cold fury that Betty felt unsettled.

“Do you know who I am?” He demanded, ripping off his fedora with his free hand. “Take a good long look.”

“You're…you look just like…” Xeron Praxis swallowed hard as he took in the features of the boy who had him at gunpoint. 

“I'm Zulia's son.” Sparky's voice was a low rumble. Betty had never heard him speak like that before. Noah grabbed hold of her hand, shaking like leaf in his newsboy loafers. Betty gave him a squeeze back. Her other hand raised up, bracelet pointing at Xeron Praxis should he dare to try anything.

“You're Zulia's kid…?” Another dry swallow. “W…why did she sic her kid on me? What we had was years ago.”

“How many years ago?” Sparky was fighting to keep his temper, his whole body shook as he focused on the man in front of him. Betty grimaced. He wouldn't be able to keep the gun in place. “Thirteen years?”

“What are you saying, you little shit?” But the quiver in Xeron Praxis’s voice didn't hide anything. He knew exactly what they were implying.

“Xeron Praxis, you're under arrest for organized crime.” Betty made her way towards the desk. “You will be taken to Galactic Guardian HQ where you will submit to a paternity test.”

“You think this little bastard is mine?” Xeron Praxis’s frosty white gaze raked over Sparky, taking in every detail of his face. “Well I ain't gonna lie…he'd be a chip off the old block. Too bad, I ain't planning to come quietly.’

[sl-newsie]

Spelled (Descendants x Sanderson Daughter): Red's Rising

“A 5-year graduation reunion?”

“Yes, following the opening ceremony for the upcoming school year. That’s next week.”

Fairy Godmother’s sink in. How has it already been five years? 

“But I didn’t officially graduate,” I reply with an arched brow. “Got run out of school, remember?”

The kind woman smiles and takes my hand. “You’ll be awarded a diploma nonetheless.”

An official education? Sounds fancy. But the past years of studying witchcraft have taught me far more than any textbook could. 

“This means that you can apply to be an official member of the Magic Committee.”

My eyes widen. Five years ago I would have killed to be on the council. To be taken seriously. But time can change one’s perspective.

“With all due respect,” I start slowly. “I think my place in Auradon lies somewhere else rather than discussing politics. Something… independent.”

She nods in understanding, though still saddened at my decision. “Will you be staying for the reunion?”

“Of course.” Now to tackle a different topic. “You mentioned that you have a meeting with Uma?”

Fairy Godmother’s eyes light up. “Oh! Yes! She’s probably on her way now. Um, would you like to stay? She can be a bit… bold.”

I chuckle and stand up from the couch. “Uma’s like that with everyone. I’m sorry but I’ve already promised Ben I would meet with him.”

I give her a final handshake and pass through the room, taking a moment to look at Carlos’ portrait hanging proudly on the wall. He would have been proud to see Auradon’s program come this far. How much everyone’s accomplished. Jane, being the ambitious go-getter she is, became a foreign exchange student in Auradon. Audrey, having found love in planning Mal’s wedding, became a wedding planner. Tiffany’s been working at Miss Muffett’s, Fiona landed her own spot on the Magic Committee, Lonnie is a member of the royal guard, Doug’s the best security technician in the kingdom, and Rosaline appropriately became a hair product saleswoman.

Back in the courtyard, Ben and Mal are waiting. Packed luggage waits next to them.

“Late honeymoon?” I joke.

The beared king laughs. “No, this isn’t a pleasure trip.”

“We’re sailing the Trident Seas for international diplomacy,” Mal says. “Ben says he’s wanted to do it for a long time but our kingdom needed to be dealt with first.

I remember hearing his dreams like it was yesterday. “And you left Uma in charge? Smart choice.”

“Well since FG’s being made the President of Auradon University, Uma will bring order for the time being. We thought about asking you, but…”

“I’m not exactly jumping for joy to boss around kids,” I finish for her. “You read my mind.” I snicker. “I gave up being Royal Advisor ages ago. Honestly, all the politics and rules are starting to bore me. I’ll pass.”

Honk honk!

The familiar limo drives up and Remus pokes his head out. “Time to set sail!”

The couple gives me one final group hug and they both climb in. Before they take off for the harbor Remus gives me a wave.

“Still up for that walk by the Bewitched River?”

A blush colors my cheeks. “Yes, when you get back!” I call as he starts to drive.

“A walk?” Uma taunts from behind.

I groan and turn around to face the aqua-haired VK. “Yes. A walk, nothing more.”

“Sounds like a date,” she smirks. “You deserve a treat, Sparky.”

“Treat? I want a treat!” A voice whines.

Dude comes bounding across the lawn and jumps onto a rock. The sight of the mutt makes me smile. After all these years he’s still got spunk.

“On a different note,” Uma continues. “I’m about to go talk to FG about my plans. I’ve decided to include Wonderland in our student program.”

Wonderland. Hm. I’ve heard rumors but never gone too deep down the rabbit hole. Literally. 

But Uma’s not finished. “And I’d like you to be in charge of magic security.”

My thinking comes to a halt. Magic security? Must be a new position. But why bring me into this? Uma knows I’m not a fan of high authority.

“No one else can? What about Fiona or Bianca?”

Uma pretends to think deeply. “Hm. A snippy fairy, or the most powerful witch in Auradon? It’s an easy choice. I trust you.”

Trust. The word feels refreshing. But the unknown of Wonderland still leaves me uneasy.

“Uma, is this a good idea?”

She takes a deep breath. “Magica. We both know what it’s like to grow up in an unwanted place. I need you to help me make the new student feel welcomed. How do you think she’ll react when she gets here?”

Uma’s right. This girl’s past could potentially mirror my own, or any other VK’s for that matter. 

“I can’t speak for others, but she could very well be scared. Auradon isn’t like Wonderland and she might need help adjusting.”

“Sound familiar?” Uma asks, then gives me a pleading look. “Please.”

Dude nuzzles against my boots, almost giving a sign to say yes.

“You’re right. And if Carlos were here, he’d say the same thing.”

One week flies by and before I know it it’s time to welcome the new students. If only some of the old ones weren’t leaving.

“Will you be returning to Oz?” I ask Evangaline as she hauls her luggage across the courtyard.

My green cousin stops to give me a tight hug.

“Yes. It’s my home. I’d love to explore Auradon more but I’ve been waiting so long to be home.”

“You’ve made wonderful progress at Auradon Prep,” I smile. “Your parents will be proud.”

Evangeline squeezes my hand. “And so will your mom.”

Mother. I do miss her. The spellbook containing my family is still safe at home but the thought of bringing them back has been taunting my conscience for the past year.

“Oh by the way, how’s Willow?”

Hilarious. Another jab from my past. After the whole turning Willow into a plant situation, I reversed the spell and returned her back to normal. In a sputtering mess Willow apologized and seemed to grow a genuine fear of me. I reassured her that there are no more hard feelings. 

“She wrote me last month. Said she’s settled in Charmington.”

“It’s good to hear that not all Sandersons are afraid of letting go of a grudge.” Evangaline finishes packing her luggage into her green car and gives me one last hug. “Goodbye, cousin.”

“Safe travels.”

So off drives another friend. Maybe I can make some new ones- Or rekindle old friendships.

“All set, Remus?” I ask as I approach the red head, who's wearing a spiffy white suit.

“I guess so. Uma’s stationed me near the front gate to inspect the cars.”

Is it wrong to think of how cute he looks in his suit? These past years have allowed my heart to heal from grieving Carlos, but have also allowed for me to detach from the idea of having only one true love. I know deep down that Carlos wouldn’t want me to keep myself stuck on him, so I’ve slowly been moving on. Remus has been nothing but patient and understanding. But has that been through friendship, or something more?

“Excuse me, where do we check in?” A dark-haired girl asks. “I’m Jade, by the way. Jasmine’s daughter.”

“Oh, of course! Right over there.” I point to the forming line.

Goodness, everyone showed up for the opening ceremony. Yzma’s daughter Yanitza, the Madrigals, Sylvia, King Arthur’s heir Adam. I can’t believe all these people have traveled here just to be part of this!

“Magica!” And here comes Lonnie in her new uniform. “Magica, since you’re now the head of magic security I thought I should touch base on a few things. Merida has set a perimeter just in case the Queen of Hearts isn’t so friendly. Where would you like us to escort Queen Anna?”

This all feels too familiar to when I was Royal Advisor. Only this time instead of carrying out Ben’s wishes I’m being asked for my own perspective. It’s starting to grow on me.

“I think the best place would be the tea room, so she won’t be crowded. She can give her speech after Uma kicks things off.”

The soldier nods. “Good choice. It’s better to think ahead before everyone gets here and starts running a-muck.”

Uh-Oh.

My eyes spark and I hold my hands stiffly to my sides. No, no! Not now- But it’s too late. I start clapping and twirling around, unable to control myself. 

“A-muck, a-muck, a-muck-!”

“Easy now,” a calm voice says and I feel someone behind me. It’s Remus. 

“Is she okay?” Lonnie asks.

“Just excited, that’s all,” he replies and rests his hands on my shoulders, wearing a big grin. “Aren’t you?”

I get my own sheepish smile and look to the ground. Lord, why today? 

“Thanks,” I mutter once Lonnie’s gone.

“Don’t fret about it. I think it’s cute.” Remus suddenly gets a concerned expression when he sees someone behind me. “Is that them?”

I turn around to see who he’s talking about. It is. The Royal Hearts family themselves. Their clothing practically screams red royalty. The queen’s wearing a blood-red gown with roses making up the skirt. A giant heart is formed into her bodice and collar. Her daughter obviously shares her tastes. Her leather outfit reminds me of Mal’s old one, only it’s red too. Patterned with hearts, of course. They each share the same red hair, only Red’s is curlier.

And no one looks happy to see them.

Everyone gasps in horror and scatters out of the way as the red royals march up to the school entrance. The princess’ look hides a smidgen of apology for their harshness but the queen’s enjoying their fear. We watch them get to the line. People are still tense- Except for Queen Cinderella. Is it just me or does it look like they know each other? The red queen’s icy glare shows dangerous chemistry between them. It seems to be spreading to their daughters as well.

“I’ll go handle them,” I assure Remus and make my way over.

 I’ve never personally met Chad’s younger sister Chloe but from what I’ve heard she’s a lamb compared to the other Charming sibling. The blue-haired girl sees me approaching and she gets a giddy smile.

“Oh! You’re Magica Sanderson! I’ve heard so much about you!”

Her excitement to see me is not shared by Red. She gives an annoyed groan and leans against the wall while her mother banters with Chloe’s mom. Uma’s guess about Red wanting to be here could be right if the Queen of Hearts wasn’t so keen on spreading her ego today.

Meow!

Something claws at my skirt. A feline I haven’t seen in years.

“Twilight?” I gasp and scoop up the black and white cat. “Where have you been, you frisky kitty?”

“He hitched a ride with us from Wonderland,” Red speaks up. “She must have fallen down the rabbit hole.” She scans me with uncertainty. While all the other AKs are wearing cheerful sundresses, my own attire of a purple corset dress and laced boots sticks out like a sore thumb. “You are… different. Are you a VK too?”

“Indeed. Magica Sanderson, at your service, Princess Red.”

She huffs a laugh. “Red, please. Being a princess is being a prisoner.”

So I’m right. Red does want to be here but it’s to escape her mother’s parenting. Can’t say I blame her given my own family history.

“Try being the daughter of a witch who wants to eat children’s souls,” I joke lightly.

Red chuckles. “Touché. Eh, no matter. Once school starts I’m gonna paint Auradon red.” Um, alright. Not sure what to say to that. She looks around the courtyard with slight surprise. “How did commoners get in?”

How different are things in Wonderland? 

“Actually royal status doesn’t matter at Auradon Prep,” I explain gently. “At least it shouldn’t. There are some, not giving names, that still hold themselves high for it.”

Chloe rolls her eyes. “Stop the teasing, I know you mean Chad.”

“Yes. Remind me, how did he get into college?” I mutter under my breath with a doubtful tone. 

“What about her?” Red points to a ‘“commoner” girl on the bench reading a book.

“That’s Annie Kelly. Her mother runs the orphanage and her father works in our stables.”

Red nods and points to another new student. “And him?”

“That’s her cousin Denton Jacobs. His parents work for the biggest newspress in Auradon- I’ll take that.” I reach out and swipe another boy’s cigar.

“Hey! That’s my cigar!” he whines.

My eyes narrow and I wave a finger at him. “No smoking in public places.”

He scowles and takes off sprinting to follow some other kids. “I wasn’t gonna smoke it!”

“Antonio Higgins, if I catch you running again you’ll be scrubbing floors for a month!” I warn. “Celia, Elvin, stop encouraging him!”

Forget magic security. My biggest challenge is going to be keeping these rascals in check.

“By the way, do you know Maddie Hatter?” I ask Red.

“I know her brother, Maddox. He’s my tutor. And my… friend.” She pauses. “I talk to him when mom’s not being the friendliest… which is often.”

Oh. Red’s got so much potential. Why does her mother have to hold her back?

“Coming from someone whose aunt worships the Devil, I know what it’s like to not get along with family.”

Red’s stern gaze softens. “How do you deal with it?”

“I don’t let my heritage define my future. At first I never thought I could fit in at Auradon Prep, much less make friends. It took some time, and a few mishaps, but it’s how I’m here now. That, and it helps that my coven is locked away in a spellbook.”

That sparks her interest but we’re interrupted when Cinderella walks over.

“Hello, dears!” She smiles kindly at us and playfully nudges Chloe. “I hope my daughter’s behaving.”

Chloe rolls her eyes. “Yes, mom.”

“I’m going to miss you.” Cinderella squeezes her into a hug. “And so will your father.”

She walks off into the courtyard to take a seat. I’ll admit her daughter is a peach compared to Chad, but how did he not end up with the blue hair?

Chloe groans. “School's gonna be a break from my family. I love them dearly but I’m sick of seeing my parents make heart eyes at each other.”

Red and I share a look. We were just discussing our troubled family dynamics and she complains of having loving parents?

Uh-oh. The red queen’s noticed us and is coming this way.

“Darling!” She smiles tightly and pulls Red to her, eyeing me closely. “Who is this?”

Careful. Don’t set off her temper. If it’s anything like Aunt Winnie’s I want no part of it and I don’t feel like having my head chopped off. 

I curtsey politely. “Magica Sanderson, your Royal Highness.”

The queen tilts her head. “Finally, someone who recognizes power. The daughter of Winifred Sanderson. I should have guessed from that ridiculous pointed hat.”

“Actually I am Sarah’s daughter,” I correct her.

She puts a hand to her chest and chuckles. “Oh that’s bupkis. How is the daughter of Sarah so… level-headed?” 

My jaw drops. It’s like a broken record. The instant people begin to respect my heritage, someone comes along and kicks it into the mud. Red catches my appalled reaction and leads the queen away, who's still laughing at me.

“Don’t listen to her,” Chloe says. “Maybe being in Auradon will help change her.”

I scoff. “Which one? The prejudiced killer queen or her clone of a daughter?”

Normally I wouldn’t think such dark thoughts but how much more must I have fingers pointed at me? Instead of screaming in terror at my name the queen mocks my mother’s dumb kindness.

“Come on, Magica!” Chloe pulls me along. “It’s starting!”

Maybe the welcome ceremony will lift my spirits. Fairy Godmother stands ready on stage and signals for everyone to be quiet.

“Attention please! Parents and students, it has been a great privilege to serve you. But the time has come for another to take my place. So please join me in welcoming Auradon Prep’s new principal!” 

We all turn to see Uma’s crew flipping down the aisle chanting her name. Out strides Uma, making her grand entrance as usual. Hasn’t lost her touch.

“What’s my name?” She asks the crew.

“Uma!” 

She smirks and points to the audience. “That’s Principal Uma to you. So you better get it straight, or you’ll be walking the plank.”

“She’s just kidding, just kidding!” Fairy Godmother assures the crowd.

“I never got to go to Auradon Prep. But as its captain I am proud to be charting a new course to a bright future. Beyond the old ways of heroes and villains.” Uma finds me standing in the back and we both nod. “So in that spirit I’d like to welcome Princess Red of Wonderland.”

Everyone looks expectantly at Red but the royal red pair remains seated. The queen seems to be toying with something… Playing cards?

“Excuse me.” The queen’s head rises to look at Uma. “Do you mind?” she asks kindly.

"I do, actually,” she replies tartly, looking at the crowd. “Hm.”

“Mom, what are you doing?” Red asks nervously.

“Oh, I’m playing my favorite game.” She chuckles as she stands and shuffles the deck. “Waaaarrrr!”

The queen’s Hellish cackle fills the air. She throws the cards into the sky, causing a cloud of red cascading across the sun. Pop! Pop! What in the name of Auradon-? They’re soldiers?!

Red heart soldiers pop from the cards and land all around, caging us in. The queen flicks out more cards and they block the exits. Uma’s trying her best to fight the soldiers with her sword but I can already tell it won’t be enough. Where’s-? Fairy Godmother! She has her wand!

“Bibbidi bobbity-”

The red queen’s icy glare stares her down. “No.”

Another card flicks across and collides with the wand, snapping it in two. Dear God. 

Fairy Godmother stands there still as stone, trying to piece together what just happened. Red’s watching it all with the same expression.

“No! Let go of me!” Uma grunts.

There’s no way I can fight these soldiers hand to hand. Even my most powerful magic is too dangerous to use. I could hurt the captives. Oh! My invisibility cloak!

I slip it on just in time to see the queen striding towards Fairy Godmother with a triumphant smirk.

Red’s still shocked. “Mom, this is crazy! Even for you!”

“Crazy, crazy that it’s taken this long,” her mother mutters with malice. “I have been waiting years to be welcomed back into Auradon! So thank you, Red. You finally did something useful.”

Red’s invitation. Her mother used it to infiltrate Auradon when our guard was lowered. She can't even be proud of her daughter for wanting an education.

“I should've known this was never about me,” Red whispers, shaking her head.

Her mom’s eyes narrow. “Everything I do is for you.”

“That was my invitation. My school. My life.”

“Someday you’ll thank me.” She pats Red’s shoulder and smiles at Fairy Godmother, holding what looks like a small mirror. “Oh! And we’ve already seen the ending. Spoiler alert! We win.”

Through the scrambling crowd Cinderella makes her way to the front, only to be stopped by the queen’s guards. “Stop it, Bridget. You’re better than this.”

Her Cheshire grin sends chills down my spine. “Let her through.”

The guards comply and push the blue royal ahead.

“This is too far. I know what happened was hard on you but that was ages ago.”

Talk about never forgetting. And I thought my family held grudges.

The red queen simply looks down at her with murder in her narrowed eyes. “Feels like yesterday to me.”

Cinderella shakes her head “It was a stupid prank.”

“Stupid? Who could forgive humiliating a girl at her first dance? Turning me into a monster in front of everyone? Now that’s just cruel.”

“You’re right,” Cinderella admits.

The red royal sneers. “You didn’t care then. You were off with your prince. Ooh, but you will now. You will all show me the respect I deserve!” She points down at her. “Now kneel.”

“I will never kneel to a tyrant,” the blue queen rejects.

“Ugh. She’s denied a royal order.” The Queen of Hearts looks at her daughter. “What do we do about that, darling?”

This whole time Red’s stayed quiet. There’s no denying the guilt behind her eyes. She’s too young to be given an order to kill someone.

“Look. All you have to do is pledge allegiance. Is that so hard?”

Cinderella also seems to see she’s hesitant. “If it means giving up everything I stand for, yes.”

Her mom is getting impatient. “Who are you loyal to, Red? Hm? These strangers? Or your mother? Hm? Now make me proud. For once.”

Ouch.

“Come on, Bridget. Even your daughter knows it’s wrong. She can’t do it.”

That sparks something. Why did she have to say that? That’s just edging Red on even further!

“Treason. She’s guilty of treason!” Red declares to the crowd of captured guests.

“Exactly right, my dear. And that means off with her head!” 

Lightning crackles across the sky. An execution? Lord, I have to do something! But what?

“Shoo.” The red queen waves her hand at the guards, signaling for them to drag Cinderella away. 

“It’s gonna be ok, Chloe.”

But her daughter is far from calm. “Mom? Mom!”

“I love you! Be strong, Chloe!”

The blue royal is dragged away to the dungeon. Chloe tries to follow but the guards block her path. She grips her sword and stands to challenge the red royals.

“That’s not fair! Let her go!”

The queen shows mock surprise. “Oh, bless your heart.”

Chloe charges with her sword held high. In the corner of my eye Red’s pulling something out. A pocket watch-?

Flash!

The two girls collide and a snap of light engulfs them. I’ve seen some strange magic in my time but that was something completely new. That was no portal, no spell… What could possibly have caused them to vanish?

“Oof!”

One of the guards crashes into me, sending us both tumbling to the ground and my cloak slips off. Oh no-!

“Well well, what have we here?” The red queen looks down at me. “Here, let’s fix you up, shall we?”

She snaps her fingers and another guard hauls me to my knees. Ow! I feel them clasp something around my neck- A metal collar. Attached to a red chain.  

“Stop this madness!” I order and hold up a hand. But no magic sparks to life. An enchanted collar?

“Obey, Sanderson.” The queen yanks the chain and I fall to the muddy ground. “Do you want these people to suffer?”

“Let her go!” I hear Remus growl somewhere.

The queen huffs. “No.”

He fights his way forward. His suit is just as torn as my dress. “Take me instead!”

Wh-What? No, Remus! What are you doing?

“Hm. A Sanderson witch or a simple peasant? I don’t think so.” Guards seize Remus and force him to kneel. The red royal approaches him slowly with an intrigued smirk. “Interesting… Oh, how precious! You love her.”

My pulse snaps. Love? 

Remus doesn’t back down. He keeps glaring up at her with his jaw set tight. In a split second his gaze flickers to mine. He’s biting his tongue. Why would he speak out to save me? Quit it, Remus! She’ll chop off your head!

“Yes. I love her. Please don’t hurt her anymore.”

My jaw drops. He loves me? 

“And I thought your father was pathetic,” the queen sneers. “The question is does she return your love?”

Everyone’s eyes turn down to me. Do I love him…? Yes. I do love you, Remus. Despite my stubborn mind telling me not to, my heart can’t let you go. But how can I answer yes? She’ll use Remus as leverage against me. I can’t put him at further risk.

My lip quivers as I lift my saddened eyes to the diabolical royal. “No. I do not love him.”

It’s convincing, because the reaction it gets from Remus shows me his heart just broke. I know that look all too well. I’m so sorry.

“Aw, boo-hoo,” the queen mocks and waves her hand. “Lock her away and I’ll find use for her later. Maybe a housemaid.”

Locked away. My fears are coming true. Go ahead, Royal Highness. Lock me away in the dark where no one can ever find me. I’ve been broken before, I can heal again. But will Remus?

The chain is tugged and I’m forced to follow, but suddenly a man bursts through the crowd. The guards grab him just before he reaches the queen.

“Ah, Charming. So nice to see you again.”

He must be Chloe and Chad’s father. God, how to tell him his wife is being executed and his daughter has vanished?

“Where is she? Where’s Cinderella?” he demands.

“Why? Are you looking for these?” The red royal holds up a gleaming pair of silver heels that’s just been handed to her. Oh Lord. I’m too late.

Charming’s face falls. “What have you done?”

She lazily flings them to the ground and they shatter. The king falls to his knees and reaches out for the gleaming shards.

“Not so funny now, am I?”

“No… No! No!” I screech as I’m pulled away. 

“Quiet!” The guard leading me barks. 

I hang my head in shame, crawling pathetically down stone stairs into the inky darkness. Whatever prison or dungeon this is, none will ever be able to hide my disgrace.

“In here!”

The sound of creaking metal means a door is being opened. The guard grips my torso and tosses me in, locking the cell. How did I let this happen? I was supposed to be in charge of magic security. Is there no right place for me in Auradon?

How long has it been? How many more innocent lives have been slaughtered because of the queen’s rage? Why must she keep me locked down here instead of killing me too?

Thud thud thud!

Hurried footsteps alert me to look up. Someone’s coming. Probably to finish the job-

“Remus?” I gasp weakly.

He kneels down and clings the bars separating us. How can he still love me after what I said? Why would he risk coming down here?

“I’m sorry, I had to see you. I-I’m sorry about earlier…” He pants and hangs his head. “I know what you’ve been through and never want you to feel that pain again. But… I love you, Magica.” He softly presses his hand to mine. “Even though you’ll hate me-”

“No, no,” I quickly interrupt. I’m not going through this again. I’m not pretending to not love someone anymore. “Remus I could never hate you. I… I think I love you too. Even though I’m supposed to have only one true love.” I try to ease the atmosphere with a small chuckle. “Guess I cheated Fate after all.”

Remus’ melancholy face shifts to one of bewildered enchantment. He leans his forehead against the bars and slips a hand through to caress my cheek. I’d forgotten what it’s like to feel loved. I miss it.

“Is this okay?” he asks softly, his eyes never leaving mine.

“No tricks,” I answer honestly and press a soft kiss to his cheek through the bars.

If there was no cage separating me I would bury myself in his arms and give all the love I have left. But even through this small act Remus moans against the bars to show his affection.

“I won’t let them hurt you,” he promises and gets up to search for the key. “I’ll get you out of here-”

I grab his hand to stop him. “No. If I rebel against the queen she’ll hurt you.”

Remus kneels down again, this time with a stern look. “Do not ask me to have to witness you walking to the courtyard to have your head chopped off.”

Aw. Gory, but still very sweet. He’s-

Snap!

Ow! Something tugs at my head, almost as if an invisible knife is slicing through my brain. I buckle down and Remus starts panicking.

“Something’s happening…” I grunt in pain.

“Magica! What’s wrong?”

“Something’s… changing.”

Indeed, I feel the magic around us being warped. What-?

Flash!

“What’s my name?” She asks the crew.

“Uma!” 

She smirks and points to the audience. “That’s Principal Uma to you. So you better get it straight, or you’ll be walking the plank.”

“She’s just kidding, just kidding!” Fairy Godmother assures the crowd.

“I never got to go to Auradon Prep. But as its captain I am proud to be charting a new course to a bright future. Beyond the old ways of heroes and villains.” She finds me standing in the back and we both nod. “So in that spirit I’d like to welcome Princess Red of Wonderland.”

Everyone looks expectantly for Red but she’s staying near the back while her mother remains seated. The queen seems to be toying with something… Playing cards?

“Excuse me.” The queen’s head rises to look at Uma. “Do you mind?” she asks kindly.

I do, actually,” she replies.

“Mom, what are you doing?” Red asks nervously.

“We’re my favorite game.” She chuckles as she stands and shuffles the deck. “Hearts!”

The queen’s red and white gown stands out in the crowd. Wait. I could've sworn her dress was all red. And she’s… smiling? The cards fly across the sky and pop into heart-shaped bubbles. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” She apologizes to the crowd. “I couldn’t help myself, I’m just so excited for my daughter to be here.”

Her loving gaze traces back to Red, who’s approaching with her own smile. 

“Well nothing I say is gonna top that, so… Have a great year, y’all!” Uma finishes.

Something changed. But what? It feels like a faint dream but I swear I was imprisoned in chains.

The crowd laughs in delight as Twilight and Dude run to and fro through the sea of people. While the students and parents dance and enjoy the snack table I walk up to the redhead VK. 

“I don’t know what you did, but you’ve proven to be good, Red. But thou be warned: manipulating the future has a cost. The bill will come due.”

But before she can respond her mother tugs her away for a dance. Uma walks up from behind and we both watch Red and Chloe jig about.

“Getting your way can be dangerous when you mess with the fabric of time,” Uma says. “They did something, didn’t they?”

I nod. “You and I both sense it. Something shifted not too long ago.”

Just then Remus walks into the room with Adam in tow. Remus. Does he-? Could that have been a dream too? Or maybe…

“Go to him,” Uma says. “It’s time you went on a date, Sparky. Though I never pinned you for a ginger fan.”

I roll my eyes. “Uma-”

“No, no, I get it!” She holds her hands up defensively. “A Rumpelstiltskin and a Sanderson? It sounds like a match! Now go.”

She pushes me forward and I nearly trip on my skirt.

“Okay, okay, I’m going!” I giggle. God, please let it be so. “Remus! Can I talk to you? Alone?”

The spark in his eye tells me he does feel the same. “Sure! See ya later, Adam.”

He offers an arm, which I graciously take, and we walk out to the gardens where it’s less noisy and more private.

“So, what’s on your mind?” he asks. “I think today went pretty good.”

“Remus, would you like to go out on a date sometime?”

The question throws him off guard. Remus stops in his tracks and looks at me as if an angel just descended. 

“Wha- Really? Yes! How did you know?”

“I just… Know. Once upon a time you might have confessed to me. Not that you remember- It’s complicated.”

Remus shrugs and nudges my shoulder. “You know best. So… Does that offer for a date still stand?”

I nudge him back with a playful smile. “Yes.”

He catches my gaze again and we stop walking. No words, just two young people testing the waters. Time truly is a fickle thing. We’re not quite grown-ups, but I’m worlds away from where I used to be. Who I used to be. Maybe Remus is the person who’s been there for me all along.

Remus breaks the silence. “Does this mean things are normal again?” he whispers.

I have to stop myself from smirking. “Things are never normal for us, Remus.”

“Yeah, but… Can we abnormally be a couple?”

He’s leaning closer. Unknowingly I’ve gotten closer too. We each see an unspoken message and our lips finally meet. No memories of Carlos trouble me with guilt. I just feel Remus, and the love that he feels for me. It’s no wonder people enjoy love so much. It’s time to end my time of being alone and search for the next step in my life.

We break apart to breathe, but don’t stray too far. Whatever the future brings… It shows so much potential.

“With a little bit of luck, I hope so.”

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Outrun the Future G.Cleven Ch 3

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Ch 3

A gentle shake had Marley nearly jumping out of bed. Betty was standing over her, robe wrapped around her body, trying her hardest to wake the pilot up without waking the others. “Captain Sutton just came by and told me to get you. Looks like ya’ll are headed out this morning.”

Marley let out a deep sigh and nodded her head. “Thanks, Betty. Sorry you were woken up so early.” She didn’t have to look at the clock to know it was before sunrise. Mission days always started the same and it was clear that a change of location wasn’t going to change that.

“It’s no problem.” She paused for a few seconds, trying to figure out the best way to say goodbye without actually saying it. “I better not see you in medical later. As much as a few of us would love to see your handsome brother around, something tells me he wouldn’t do well with you hurt.”

Marley chuckled as she got out of bed and gave her friend a hug. “I’ll see you when I get back.”

The base had a different feel to it this morning. Majority of the men and women were still asleep, not knowing the small group of fighter pilots were getting ready for a mission so soon after getting there. It made Marley feel on edge as she walked to the mess hall to try and eat whatever would stay down. Their base prior had a few different squadrons housed there, making go days loud and energetic from the moment feet hit the ground.

But with only ten of them here, the base stayed in a state of slumber while the group made peace with whatever God they prayed to.

Marley walked into the mess hall to find a handful of kitchen staff working and most of the pilots sitting at two tables next to each other while the rest stayed empty. Grabbing a plate of food, she sat next to Sparky, thanking him for the wakeup call. “Not a problem. Have any idea where we are flying today?”

She shook her head, “No idea. Can’t be too big if the 100th aren’t headed out.” While the P-51’s mainly provided air support for the bombers, they quickly realized that when the 100th wasn’t called out, the mission was typically a shorter one. Or at least they hoped.

The morning went by faster than any of them would’ve wished for and before too long, the planes were being fueled and preflight checks were under way. The sun had started peaking over the horizon, signaling the day was taking charge and soon the base would be buzzing with life.

Sparky walked up to her plane and watched as she finished her checks. “Are we just going to ignore the fact that your brother has no idea you’re flying today?”

Marley hummed in response as she ran her hand across one of the wings. “If I had told him, I would be getting a lecture right about now and another one when we get back. By not telling him, I have now reduced the amount of nagging to one sitting. Call it time management.”

Her friend shook his head but didn’t argue. He learned that when she had her mind set on something, there was nothing anyone could do to change it. “Be safe out there. I know it’s a short flight to France today, but you know things always seem to go bad on the easy ones.”

She gave him a small smile and told him to do the same. He gave her a small boost into her plane and tapped the side of it as he walked back up to his. The small group of ten was ready to take off all before anyone had left their bunks.

John Egan took pride in knowing what was going on at the base. His job title made sure of it. So, when he heard the sound of planes starting up at the ass crack of dawn, he sprinted out of bed. Standing outside in only his boxers, he watched as all ten P-51’s took off without hesitation. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be shocked, scared, or angry at the fact that his little sister just flew off on a mission without so much as batting an eye in his direction.

The door opened behind him, and Buck stepped out with at least more clothes on than his friend, extra jacket in his hands. “Might want to get dressed before the guys see you. You’ll never hear the end of it.”

Bucky took the jacket, not taking his eyes off the dots in the sky. “She didn’t tell me.” His words were quiet, but Buck heard them clearly. He had a feeling the younger Egan didn’t wake them up so they wouldn’t worry as much. But she didn’t realize how much that would piss off her brother.

He took a small step back when he saw Bucky shake his head. “If she makes it back in one piece, I’m going to make sure she’ll never fly again.”

“When. When she makes it back.” Buck tried to keep things positive, but he knew it was a lost cause in this moment. Because right now, it wasn’t Major Egan standing outside watching the planes get smaller. It was big brother Egan who didn’t get to say goodbye to his baby sister.

Bucky was on edge for the next few hours. Some of the guys tried to lighten the mood but nearly had their head chewed off by the Major. Soon, everyone but Buck had left him alone.

The two of them were sitting in the jeep, eyes in the direction the P-51’s left in. Neither of them had said a word for the past half hour, making Buck antsy. John Egan always had something to say no matter the situation. Most of the time you couldn’t get him to shut up long enough to get a word in. It was one of the reasons why the two of them worked well together. Buck was never one for the spotlight.

But with brunette silent, Buck felt like he needed to say something. “She’s going to be fine.”

Bucky shook his head, “First she didn’t tell me she followed me into this damn war and now she’s runnin’ off on missions without so much as a wave. I deserve better than that.”

He agreed with his friend, not liking the way things happened this morning. They all knew what could happen out there and robbing your family of one last goodbye is something that will haunt a man.

Conversation stopped as they both saw the first plane come into sight. Bucky got out of the jeep and counted each plane as he was able to see them, praying one of them held his sister.

His jaw clenched as he counted and counted again. “Am I blind or is that only seven planes?” Buck wished he could’ve corrected him, but he too counted three less than what should’ve been.

Each plane landed without issue and they both had to wait until the fighter pilots jumped down. The grounds crew rushed out to assess the damages, already trying to work on what needed to be fixed.

After what felt like ages, Bucky’s shoulders dropped with relief as he saw the familiar braid jump down from her plane. “Go easy on her.” Buck’s voice drew his attention.

“Like hell I am. She deserves everything I’m going to give her.” Bucky went to walk towards her when a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned and saw his friend giving him a somber look. “Only seven planes came back.”

And it was like cold water had been thrown on him. Bucky was so wrapped up in his sister making it back, that he didn’t think of the pilots who didn’t. Three teammates were lost, and he didn’t know how close they might have been or if she saw it happen. While no one wanted to become a prisoner of war, it was still a chance of possibly surviving.

Now, instead of walking over there to chew her ass out, he needed to make sure his sister was okay.

As he got near her, he could see a faraway look in her eyes. It was like she was physically there, but her mind had escaped to some place dark. He took that moment to look her over, making sure there were no injuries. A quick glance at her plane showed bullet holes riddled throughout the structure.

Each piece of information he was learning had the grip on his heart tightening. Never would he have wished this life for his sister, but he knew he needed to learn to cope with it for both of their sakes.

“Come here, Mar.” His voice seemed to snap her back to reality, shocking her with how close he had gotten without her noticing.

Marley shook her head, tears already pooling in her eyes. “If I do that, I’m going to have a breakdown on this runway, and I really don’t want to ruin my mascara. I didn’t splurge and get the waterproof one.”

Bucky gave her a slight smirk, “When have you ever known me to listen?” He didn’t give her a chance to back away as he tightly embraced her.  

And there the two Egan siblings stood. One, feeling like the world was crumbling around her. And the other, holding his entire world in his arms.

[reni-reads]

Reni's Read Along: The Baby Dragon Caf��

only click "read more" if you don't care about spoilers please!

So this book is about a café owner training a hot guy's baby dragon. That's the plot.

I went into this with the expectation of the book being garbage (because my best friend Janchei told me it's garbage and I fully trust her judgement) but holy shit it's so bad, "garbage" doesn't even summarize it properly. It's garbage that's set on multiple fires, caused someone's house (or café, haha, get it?) to burn down and now their souls are haunting me.

So anyway let's get into it, shall we?

Day 1 of Reading The Baby Dragon Café

• So we're introduced to Saphira, our quirky female lead who starts out by complaining about her job. Okay, been there done that. Hating your job is relatable, I guess. So...

• then she rants about her sad backstory of having no family left since her grandma, who raised her, passed away. RIP granny, you died to make FL look deep for our sins and you'll be missed. Not by me, but you know. Someone's gonna miss her.

• Okay so FL runs her own café, doesn't fireproof it because "where's the fun in that?", SIGNS A WAIVER and then complains that the baby dragons destroy her café and she doesn't get insurance money??? GIRL what the fuck is wrong with you???

• I can already tell the lore is about to be good. So apparently, only special "Drakkon" families can own dragons, yet somehow every single customer has one lol? And none of them are trained?

• Oh great it's a double POV and Aiden is the average r/NiceGuy who's just too shy and awkward to be liked by anyone 👉👈

• Pheeeew the physical descriptions read like a fanfic I wrote when I was 11. Everyone is hot, naturally, and everyone shines and glitters and is radiant and smells like roses (FL) or wood (ML). Eeeek.

• Their "meet cute" was definitely not cute. But it was a meet, I guess, so it got the job done.

• LMFAO she changes her mind FAST lol. So she's like "I hate getting up early!" and then Aiden is like "I like getting up early because everything is calm" and she's then like "Omg I've never seen it that way you're totally right". Talk about being desperate or a people pleaser? The getting up early thing should have changed gradually and then be a nice callback maybe?

• The author is plugging her next books hard lol, get your bag girl

(The second book will be like "The Baby Dragon Bakery" starring FL's coworker/bestie (SHE'S LITERALLY INTRODUCED LIKE THAT!) Lavinia and her childhood friend Theo in a ✨️Childhood Friends to Lovers✨️ story and the third book will be "The Baby Dragon Coffee Roast Battle" starring Emmeline (Aiden's cousin) and her nemesis Luke in a ✨️Enemies to Lovers✨️ scenario. Amazing. Can't wait. Actually yes I can.)

• How can you open a business without knowing math??? Girl what are you doing????

• Drakkon families look down on poachers... uh yeh, because poaching is bad? Am I supposed to be in favor of poaching here?

• My last note for today is: Saphira is damn annoying with baby talking Sparky (the baby dragon) all the time. She's generally super cringey and irritating with her "I'm so cute and sweet and wanna hug everyone!"-attitude.

Jeeez I need a break.

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE FNAF MOVIE AND I HAVE SOME THOUGHTS

✨ Non-spoiler section ✨

I had such a fun time with this movie! There were a ton of Easter eggs I caught and I’m sure there’s a few that I missed! My best advice for anyone wanting to see this movie is don’t take it super seriously, you’ll enjoy it more! The makers of this film weren’t lying when they said that they made this movie for the fans, I do feel like fans will enjoy this movie way more than a general audience and that’s perfectly fine! It’s campy at some parts and funnier than I thought it would be, but that’s what made it so fun! Now for the nitty-gritty…

❌ SPOILERS BELOW ❌

What I liked…

• First off, Matthew Patrick is a fucking LIAR! He does have a cameo in the movie, he says his iconic “That’s just a theory” line which was great! He’s a waiter at a diner, which leads me to my next point

• The diner was named “Sparky’s”, which I feel like only OG fans will get the reference. But for those of you who don’t know, back when FNAF 1 came out, there was a rumor of a secret/rare animatronic in the game called Sparky the Dog. There was a fake image floating around showing him standing in the door to parts and service. This was later confirmed to be fake. BUT! In the movie they also have a dog-looking animatronic in the parts and service room which absolutely took me out lol

• Acting was great! Everyone was fun to watch, Josh Hutcherson was a great lead as Mike and Piper Rubio was so sweet as Abby but I gotta give my props to Matthew Lillard towards the end of the movie, he looked like he was having so much fun being this unhinged monster! Speaking of…

• There is a spring lock scene!! It is real!! And God was it cathartic to watch! Obviously being PG-13, they couldn’t do blood and guts galore, but I think they managed to pull it off pretty well! Afton’s scene was definitely my favorite in the film hands down! And yes, he gets his “I always come back” line which put 5 years back on my life if I’m being honest lmao

• There is blood in this movie! Not a gratuitous amount, but it was enough for what they were going for I think! The kills of the people breaking to Freddy’s were more entertaining to watch than I thought! Especially Freddy’s kill…that caught me completely off guard lmao

• There aren’t too many jumpscares but that was fine with me! They do this repeat jumpscare with a little figurine of Balloon Boy like 3 times and I thought it was funny every time! They do a really good job with tension in this movie!

• The animatronics!!!! LOVED THEM!!!! They were so detailed and well designed, they were so fun to watch!! The Jim Henson company did an absolutely stellar job with the designs, I want to hug them 🥺

• So the story…I thought it was fine! They do stray from canon by making Vanessa Afton’s daughter in the movie instead of Mike being his son. They do confirm Afton was the one who kidnapped and killed Mike’s brother Garrett. The story is kind of left open ended as if they could continue the story (which I hope they do), but I think it leaves a more or less satisfying ending!

• There’s a minor mid-credit scene with Cory Kenshin and a secret message at the very end of the credits. I couldn’t hear it well but it’s spelled-out letters exactly like the ones from the death minigames in FNAF 2

• Yes, The Living Tombstone’s FNAF song is in the end credits, I felt my soul leave my body 😭

Minor Negatives…

• The story is slow at the beginning, it takes a little bit for anything super interesting to take place

• There are some plot points that don’t get explained or resolved (which is par for the course for FNAF) but that leads me to believe that they want to make sequels which I am all here for

• The Aunt Jane character wasn’t super important, she was fine, but she was there just to serve as an antagonist to Mike for a whole 5 minutes of the movie, if that

• I wanted so much more Afton/Spring Bonnie time, it was too short for me but I am happy with what I got. Also, he didn’t wear any purple in the movie which I think is a crime 😂

• Kind of wish there was an R rated version of this movie even though FNAF isn’t known for being bloody and gory, but some parts felt a little tame

• Also please correct me if I’m wrong but, they didn’t use the Toreador March music at all?? If I missed it, please tell me but I was waiting to hear it and it never came from what I remember

Speculation…

• So the biggest plot issue for me was that they never explained Afton’s intentions for killing. I think fans of the games know why he’s killing, but the general audience won’t. I’m sure it has something to do with the saw blade machine that tries to stuff your head into Freddy’s head. But it wasn’t clear. Vanessa never gave us a straight answer either even though she was in on it from the beginning.

• Towards the beginning of the movie, Abby is shown to be talking to her “invisible friend”, this is before Mike is hired as Freddy’s security guard. Turns out that friend is the ghost kid who possess Golden Freddy/Fredbear (again, isn’t clear lol). I wanna know why that kid showed up before Mike and Abby even went to the location??

• I may be reading too much into this, but when Mike goes in to get a new job after being fired from his mall security guard job, he’s talking to “Steve” and Steve does something interesting. He’s berating him for his inability to hold down a job, the he looks at his name on the file and just goes “…Mike S…” and just, doesn’t finish saying his name. He looks at Mike really weird like he’s trying to find something, and then just completely changes the subject. IDK, I’ll probably have to watch it again, and I think it would be a stretch to go the “Mike Afton” route especially since they established Vanessa was his kid. But ya never know with FNAF 😂

• Also the secret message that was spelled out at the end of the credits. If any of y’all know what they spelled, please tell me because I could not figure it out! I would love to know what it said!

Conclusion…

I just had a blast with this movie! I wasn’t sure what to expect with this movie but I think Blumhouse and everyone who worked on this movie did an amazing job, you can tell they put so much heart and soul into this! I will patiently be awaiting the announcement of the next movie until then!

Rating - 8.5/10

[trailerparktombombadil]

June 13

RIP The Mystery. You will forever haunt me. What were you????

I'm actually quite angry, but the fact that I got so angry is worth noting. Radical acceptance. Maybe I'm still a little dehydrated this morning (or it's the bipolar 🤷). Maybe I should pretend it was something I definitely wouldn't have wanted. 🤣😬

Okay plenty of good things to report as well.

The volunteer transplants look AMAZING this morning. The little darlings are doing so well!

I still need to research how to harvest/prune the amaranth, but I'm getting intimidated at this point.

Like, that could fight me. And it would probably win.

Now for the most exciting thing. That which soothed the fires of my wrath - my green eggplant!! This thing was a sprout 🌱 forever (because I didn't do good with my seedlings, in fact some might call the things that happened war crimes). It was in a suspended state for the longest time. It's been in the ground about 2.5 weeks at this point and it suffered some bug munching that I thought was its death knell. But no! More leaves began to sprout and today the little bastard looks like this! I seriously think I have a chance at green eggplants this year!!

Here comes the okra!

A nice, peaceful morning with Arwen and Minerva-Sparky.

A very good fur friend unexpectedly said good bye this past week. Molly Moo was my best friend's (Gothic garden) basset hound. She was the utter empress of her home, the matriarch if you will. She was a cyclops (a recent transition), a bed hog, a loyal gardening companion to my best friend's mother, and one of the best dogs I've had the pleasure to groom and know. She wasn't my dog and I'm perhaps grieving a little too hard. But she deserves to be spoken about. My best friend went through some heinously difficult times just before Molly came shuffling into her life and I know things would have been much harder without her.

Hug your pets and love them well!

[calies-art]

Yapping about my Pokemon oc Julia!

She would meet Ash and co relatively near the time they meet Diantha, only meeting the kids when they see the advertisement for Diantha’s battle. She pipes into their conversation by saying “she’s the best Pokemon trainer there is!” Which gets Ash MORE excited to see her battle and ask to battle her. She then accompanies the kids to the stadium (They also introduce themselves). Julia is about to walk over to Diatha’s spokeswoman (or whoever it was lmao) before Prof. Sycamore calls the group into that room, to which it’s revealed that Julia knows who he is, and vice versa. When Diantha walks into the room Julia is quick to jump up and practically fly at Diantha in a big hug, and after the kids are confused Diantha explains the two are girlfriends! Hehe, which just blows their minds that they met Diantha and her girlfriend.

During the battle, Julia sits with Ash and co, and when Ash and the prof are talking about the key stones, they chime into say they have one! Lifting their bag up to show a red and yellow one, and mentioning it’s for an Amphros. And how their partner is an Amphros. Bla bla bla, the battle happens, they don’t see the mega evolution (“She’s just THAT good!” Julia says, so proud of her girl)

Then they part so Julia can meet up with Diantha. (But they show up a bit after the kids see Diantha at the cake shop, after returning from taking Sparky, her Amphros, to the groomers)