#wander over yonger

[daylightwarriorfan05]

WOY GJINKAS (humanizations)

Hello! this is for my Modern!AU Human!AU where they are all humans. This i s the whole cast, yup, all of them. I hope you like

them

Thank you :-)

help from @lemonbaloni For help! Credit for helping me with these designs:-)

[kukurykunapatyku]

Vinsmoke spooky combo day 1: zombie/hater

I should thank you @pharaohzeth, this prompt gave me motivation to finally work something for my kingdom hearts x one piece au <3 i mean, in the games Nobodies are kinda described as dead so i think it's close enough to count...

By rules of the games Nobodies should look like normal humans but I like when people make them look like corpses or give them some inhuman traits, so that's what we're going to do here folks

[I.D.: Two-panel drawing of Niji and Sanji from One Piece in my kingdom hearts au. Niji is on the upper panel. His skin is greyish and there are places where it came off, showing muscle and bones. His eyes are almost entirly black, his hair blue with yellow undertones. He's wearing the black zipped coat like the one used by antagonists in Kingdom Hearts games. He's smirking, head tilted to the right, holding his goggles in the left hand. Next to him is his yonger version in similar pose. The kid's eyes are covered by black smear. His hair is yellow with blue undertones. Second panel shows Sanji's shocked face. Panels are separated by words "Oh, come on... Don't you recognize me?" said by Niji. /End I.D.]

Eyes trailing over the places where rotting skin revealed the muscle and bone underneath, Sanji wished he didn't. Wished there was no familiarity in the way the creature tilted its head, that the mocking smirk didn't bring back memories he buried a long time ago.

He remembered how those monsters grabbed Niji, the way life had left his eyes, the way Sanji would have shared his fate if Reiju didn't push him through the window, into the sea. The way she didn't have time to jump after him.

It couldn't be him. Sanji refused it.

More about the au under the cut

So, quick KH lore for those unfamiliar: The universe is made from different worlds and it's difficult to move between them but not impossible. Also, it's possible to separate person's heart and body. When it happens, the heart turns into Heartless - monster of darkness that is drawn towards hearts and attacks people to get them, creating even more Heartless in the process. Meanwhile, the body turns into a Nobody - barely humanoid husk of a person. In some circumstances, Nobodies can retain their memories and looks, but without the heart they still lack emotions (at least at first). One of the main antagonists in the game is organization 13, made of Nobodies whose goal is to recover their hearts. Their motivations range from "I'm so desperate to get the heart I'll do literally anything" to "I don't really care but since I'm not human anymore I don't belong anywhere else". Those are the people I'm basing Vinsmokes role on.

[I.D.: Close-ups of adult and kid Niji's faces. /End I.D.]

Now to the au.

Judge was researching the power of hearts and darkness by conducting experiments on captured Heartless.

One day something goes wrong and the Heartless escape, stealing the hearts of everyone in the castle. Except for Sanji, who falls into the ocean and is carried away by the weaves, washing up on the beach in adjacent realm and meeting Zeff.

Later Sanji joins the Strawhat Pirates, the crew wandering between the realms in search of the legendary treasure - Kingdom Hearts.

Sanji enjoyes the adventures and nowdays barely thinks about what happened to his siblings (and his sperm donor too I guess). At least until something looking a lot like Niji runs into him on the recon mission...

Probably because of the experiments Judge was doing on them ever before the Heartless attack, Ichiji, Niji, Yonji and Reiju kept their memories and looks. They assumed Sanji was just too weak-willed and turned into the mindless Nobody after loosing his heart. Judge continues his experiments, now with a side of figuring out what powers lacking a heart will give you. Which includes sending Heartless into other worlds and observing the carnage...

Reiju didn't tell anyone she managed to get Sanji out of the castle, partly because she's not sure he didn't just drown and partly because she doesn't know what Judge would do if he discovered Sanji's still alive. Her worries are validated when Niji comes back with the news and Judge orders them to bring Sanji back to the 'family'.

Because she was older when she lost her heart, Reiju is better at pretending to be human than her brothers. She remembers having emotions and usually gives more appropiate responses. Ichiji, Niji and Yonji kind of suck in that regard since they barely remember what the appropiate response even is. At first Niji didn't even realize Sanji was scared of him when they met again.

[yellowcry]

Forgettable

Mirabel is used to be alone. Even if sometimes (always) the only thing she wants is to be seen

Mirabel tumbled into her seat, the paperwork carefully put on the edge of a wooden cracked desk. Not too damaged, but the furniture was aged, staying the same since the school has been found back when her mamá was yonger than Mirabel herself. Maybe she could check the work again, just in case. She couldn't mess her assigment up too.

The seat next to her was empty. Of course. It was always empty, all the way back from the beginning of the school. Mirabel was a bad luck. Somebody to avoid. Her classmates didn't like her that much. Not to say they hated her. In general, people just didn't care.

Mirabel is the first one to get up. The first to show her work. At least it made her good in something.

Señora Ruiz examines the assigment, brown eyes squinting to read the text. She stares down at Mirabel, makind her skin crawl. Was it bad? Of course, Mirabel knew she should've given a wider answer for the sixth question. Her little palms were sweating. Gosh, it's gross.

"You never dissapoint me, Mirabel." Señora Ruiz smiled. Okay, okay, she wasn't in trouble (yet.). "Look at Mirabel, class, she's one of the best students I ever educated."

Teacher's prising was sweet, clinging to her like honey, drippind under her skin. It almost made Mirabel feel good. If not for the insest attached to the sweetnes she would be so near to believing in it.

"Of course, who else would it be, little good girl."

"Who is she even? I practically forgot she exists"

Mirabel swallowed. It made her feel sick, grossed out with herself. Worlds were stuffing her throat, sliding inside and taking away her breathe. A price of being told she's good enough in something. (Or not, Mirabel was ONE of the best, not the best. And Señora Ruiz is old, she confuses things too, there's no reason to trust in it)

Who cares if her classmates politely say to go away each time Mirabel tries to ralk with them? Show their complete lack of interest in whatever Mirabel can say. It's painful, but Mirabel gets it. At least most of her classmates don't hate her. Even if Mirabel isn't sure what is worse, to be hated, or to be non-existing. She's not seen. Never seen.

Even if Mirabel pushes through herself, spending whole days outside to socialise, it doesn't make anything better. It just makes her "annoying". And in the end, she is still invisible. A snow ghost wandering around the village without a place to stay.

"Who is she? I've never seen this girl."

Mirabel bites her tongue. The disgusting insest licking the honey, small jaws with the sharp razors push into her skin, drawing the white colorless blood out with the countless invisible injuries. Of course. She is forgotten. Always left behind.

"I'm Mirabel," she introduces herself. As if she wouldn't have to do the same thing all over just a few days ago. But they won't listen. Isabela drawns everyone's eyes when she's nearby. The spotlight on her.

Everyone knows Isabela.

Mirabel shouldn't be bitter, shouldn't feel how jealously is twisting her own stomach, wanting her to throw out the larvas. She knows that so far, Isabela is way better than she is. (Isabela isn't labeled as useless)

Useless. The word clings to Mirabel, striping her to the bones. Rising in the air and pushing the oxygen out of her lungs. It's always here, carved in the bottom of her existence. Painful, tearing the leaf veins out of the slab. At least some visible definition. What makes people remember about her. Sometimes. (It really doesn't.)

Nobody looks at her. Mirabel can say she is used to it. To be invisible for the whole town. Trying not to listen to the starving parasits flying around, all ready to hit her from every side.

"Oh, it this that madrigal girl with failed ceremony?"

Mirabel"s breathing hitches. Don't cry. It's okay. Even if tears stinged like bees.

"She's so forgettable"

Her body trembles. Forgettable. Of couse. Mirabel knows it, knows how truthful it is. She doesn't shine with her family. She has nothing to make herself seen. No matter how hard she tries. Like a little unsprout seed inside a lush garden. And it has been lying in that garden for centuries until nobody can remember that she has been here in the first place. Just... Forgotten. She shifts the backets. She got them in the local shop, having run out of sooke threads colours. And then she also got a bunch of handicraft supplies too. Looking back, it's a bit too much. But she can't leave it for the jaguars to eat. So Mirabel swallows her discomfort.

"Go to home," Isabela scoffs, brows furrowed as Mirabel almost bumps into her. By accident, her glasses are misted and her arms are busy with crates for the emboidery she got. "What are you donig here anyway."

Mirabel rolls her eyes, which, luckily is left unnoticed because of the foggy glass. Not like anyone would notice either way. "Forgot to report to you."

Her face wrinkles under Isabela's dramatic sing. Tired from her nonsense. Really what was her problem, Señorita Perfecta should just go grow her stupid roses somewhere instead of picking on Mirabel.

But... it still was attention. But Mirabel didn't like it. Isabela's bickering didn't make Mirabel feel seen. Just annoyingly insulted. And it was confusing. Was it selfish if Mirabel wanted attention aside from people commanding her to go away?

Mirabel notices Luisa too later. The older sister carries a load with bricks. Again at work. Luisa always works. From the breakfast and all time until she sets for the dinner.

"Hello, Lu!" Mirabel annoynces her presence, their relationship's better than constant arguing with Isabela. Even if something inside Mirabel scratches onto her joints, biting her ribs and wigging across the jaws. She and Luisa have been so close back when they were young (before Mirabel had failed everyone)

Luisa smiles, shifting the tray onto one hand and waves back. "Do you need help here?" She asks, her eyes shifting onto supplies

"No, no!" Mirabel breaths out so rapid, it almost makes her choke. She shouldn't bother Luisa and distract her from actually important job. "I got it! See you at home!"

Nobody talks to her anymore. Mirabel can't tell if it's makes her relieved or sad. And, she really wishes she could say she was surprised. But it's not. Nobody looks at her. They never look at her. No natter how hard she tries. Forgettable, right... Just a nameless child inside of the nost wonderful family. Like a moth flying on the light. But she will never reach it. It's so close, but just out of her reach. Tears burn the elegant patterns on her eaves, but Mirabel doesn't scream. What's the point of screaming if nobody hears her? And even if they do, they will forget about it a moment later. Allowing Mirabel to dissappear into nothingless again. And, she doesn't think she will ever find the way out. It hurts way more that Mirabel is willing to admit.

[loreweaver-universe]

All right, let’s talk about telling the same joke over and over, and how it’s really, really, really hard to pull off well.

Humor generally relies on subverting expectations.  Everything from the complicated, thousand-word punchline setup of the “I’m not a monk” story all the way down to basic knock-knock jokes gets its hits in by hitting you in ways you don’t expect.  It’s why the knock-knock format even works past childhood experiments with the format--you know the structure of the joke, but you’re mixing up something new to fit that shape every time you tell a joke, and clever people will find ways to mess with the structure as well.

It’s also why this little angel works so well:

Padparadscha is a walking punchline...the same walking punchline, over and over and over and over, but she’s so effective because of the way she’s delivered.  You can tell the same joke a thousand times and have it still be funny if you’re constantly mixing up the delivery in fresh and creative ways.   “Steven’s back!” is one of the most raucously funny moments in the entire series because it’s flawlessly slipped into a conversational downbeat when you least expect it.  “Padparadscha exists fifteen seconds in the past” is funny by itself, like, twice, because a punchline all by itself loses its impact once you know what it is.  “Padparadscha constantly messes with the flow of conversation because she exists fifteen seconds in the past” can be funny forever if you’re clever about it, because the joke in this isn’t the punchline as much as it is the delivery.

This joke, though, isn’t mixed up at all.

We know the setup; Sylvia’s trying to get them out of danger, Wander spots somebody in need of seemingly innocuous help.  We know the punchline: Sylvia chases him down only to discover that he’s rendering vital, life-saving service that she just didn’t see the context of.  That’s a pretty good joke!  It was even a good joke the second time!  The third time, it’s boring and predictable, because it’s going through the joke equivalent of a copy-paste and a font change.  We’re halfway through the episode, and I am begging it to mix things up a little, because the performances are good and the designs are good and the joke is stale and I want so badly for them to get to something new.

(I am enjoying Wander, but I got on a roll with this and wanted to write a thing.  LET’S GET BACK TO THE LIVEBLOG)

[bsoulstone]

My personal Vampire in the Garden Sequel Idea

Just watched Vampire in the Garden and, inspired by how bleak the series is despite ending with a bittersweet note, I came up with a sequel/sequel fic idea which partly inspired by original Frankenstein story by Mary Shelley and what I know about Kratos' brutal journey in Greek Saga of God of War series. Rather than Momo, the story centered around a new protagonist I called Forsaken, a monster who bring forth utter annihilation on Vampire Kingdom and Central (human military faction Momo used to be part of) as punishment for engaging a pointless war for too long.

Anyways, here's its full synopsis:

A byproduct of Vampire Kingdom's horrific experiment which unleashed some time after Momo and Fine's defection for their quest to the paradise where both races supposedly live in coexistence, Forsaken had no recollection of who she was, let alone how she became something neither human nor vampire. Fighting for Vampire Kingdom's cause, Forsaken seemingly became the key for her side's victory as she lacked vampires' common weaknesses and too powerful for even human soldiers in their mini-mechas to handle. Many notable figures of Central's side perished at her hands, Kubo Nobarashi (Momo's uncle) included. When she confronts Central Commander's chief Rei Nobarashi (Momo's mother), something horrific happened; the two turned out acquainted with another in bad way with Forsaken finally remembered that she used to be a human commander whom Rei Nobarashi left to die during a disastrous mission long ago. What made such betrayal so bitter for Forsaken was both her helplessness in facing power struggle among her superiors which led to her men perished for nothing to begin with and Rei Nobarashi condemning her for her disillusionment over the pointlessness of the war between humans and vampires. The fact that Vampire Kingdom commissioned inhumane experiments which changed her following such betrayal only made it worse.

After killing Rei Nobarashi by 'tearing her into shreds' as vengeance for aforementioned tragedy, Forsaken broke free from her vampire handlers' control and slaughtered everyone in Central and subsequently 'turned the whole place into a wasteland'. To Vampire Kingdom's horror, Forsaken began slaughtering its people also, starting from her handlers. Through ensuing carnage on both sides, one thing was certain; believing both factions could never mend their ways, Forsaken opted to destroy them both so they won't have to fight each other anymore. Eventually, Vampire Kingdom fell also. No news coming from either sides' lands ever since.

With her purpose fulfilled, the exhausted Forsaken, having regained much of her human form (experiments which changed her turned Forsaken into something inhuman) wandered aimlessly until she stumbled upon the community where humans and vampire live in harmony — the very community Momo founded at the end of Episode 5. Moved by the idea of both races living a peaceful coexistence truly possible after all, Forsaken decided to tell said community's elders — older Momo among them — her story. Everyone was taken aback by how she singlehandedly and brutally ended the war between humans and vampires at the outside world by eradicating both sides, especially Momo who learned that their guest had killed her estranged mother. Forsaken reassured them that deaths of people who wronged her, Rei Nobarashi's in particular, had not brought her peace; rather, her crimes have made her even more miserable than Rei Nobarashi ever was, especially with realization of her now met her nemesis' daughter. Advising Momo to cherish everything she had built for humans and vampires, Forsaken committed suicide by tearing her own heart with last bit of her strength, ending her tragic life once and for all.

The story ends with Momo staring forlornly at the now lifeless Forsaken and, to her surprise, a picture of Rei Nobarashi and yonger Momo on the her hands. Despite everything, Rei Nobarashi still hold onto memories of their time together...

Darker than original show, isn't it? Probably, I wrote this blog as the way to cope with its bleakness. Queen Fine, Momo, Aria, and even the jerk Allegro deserve better😭

P.S.: I didn't think much about how Forsaken looked like and what she could do until reviewing this post. Perhaps she vaguely resembled Fine a bit appearance-wise albeit with stitch marks and glowing cracks all over her body. Her bat-like monster form even looked like Fine after taking the serum in episode 5 albeit more monstrous and glowing cracks being more prominent. Infinitely stronger, faster, and more resilient than vampires who transformed by aforementioned serum are one thing but, outright immune to UV light was another. However, vampires responsible for Forsaken's unwilling transformation clearly overdone the last part as in actuality, she somehow gained the ability to absorb and weaponize UV light in the same manner as Godzilla with nuclear radiation (probably?). If anything, Forsaken was basically a walking UV bomb throughout her long rampage against Central and Vampire Kingdom. Thankfully, Forsaken had spent too much energy in removing both from the map by the time she met Momo's community to share her story thus pose little to no harm to vampires there.

[chappedandfadedvds]

Jan 17th, Sunday 13:31

They sat on the sofa with some tea and now in thick silent tension.

Jens was nervous and pretty sure Lucas was too. They had only talked a little about how their day went and about some irrelevent pictures that their friends had posted to instagram.

He wasn’t sure how to start the actual conversation that needed to happen.

The words were there, right on his tounge, but he kept swallowing them down. He was too frightened to have to face it and force them both to come to a conclusion. It could all go very well and they would be on the same page. But it also could mean for Lucas to see that it wasn’t worth it after all to stay around.

Jens was scared and he prayed that Lucas would begin to talk instead, but he seemed very content on his end of the sofa, with his legs drawn up to his chest as he watched the steam escape the red mug in his hands. Lucas wore a big hoodie, that Jens was pretty sure was his, but he didn’t minded if he would never get it back.

He found himself smiling just softly at the sight. He felt good to see Lucas still wearing his stuff. It meant that Jens hadn’t lost yet, right?

„What?“ Lucas asked, a grin spread across his expression, him without looking up into the space between them, which Jens decided felt too large.

„It’s just good to see you.“ Jens replied instead of talking about his desire to wrap his arms around the younger boy and pull him against his chest. It was diffucult to imagine that perhaps he would no longer be able to do that again in his life.

Lucas regarded him for a moment, the grin fell of his face and Jens already mourned it’s disappearance. The tension was back.

„I don’t know how to start.“ Jens admitted. He really was overwhelmed by it. Had pushed the meeting back into his mind since he had gotten up this morning. He had believed to be able to just walk in and tell Lucas everthing that weighed him down. But when he had arrived he fell silent.

Lucas sighed heavy, before he put the mug on the low table next to them. He tilted his head as his eyes wandered across the room and then over Jens. Jens felt examined by them, stilled in his position, while he anticipated for something to happen and free him.

„Well, how are you, for starters?“

An easy enough question with too much deep implied meaning beheind these innocent words.

When have you ever asked me how I am feeling? 

However when I ask you, all I get is silence

The younger boy’s words would haunt him for the rest of his live, Jens strongly believed, as his mind defaulted to bring him back to Thursday night.

„Tired,“ Jens sighed, „But I’m always tired. You know that. I guess, I’m just tired of everything.“

He was rambling, trying to find words to his emotions that were just inches out of his reach. It frustrated Jens to find Lucas watch him wordlessly. The younger boy was waiting. Lucas wouldn’t make this easy for him and Jens was assured that he deserved that.

„Not everything. I just want this to be over. Like, I want the courtdate for Lotte and I want her to be at a point where she can accept what is happening. And I want tuesday to have been over with already, so that I don’t have to think about what to say to my father. I want school to be over, the tests and exams written and done. Most of all I want for my mom to be done suffering through the days passing by. As I said, I’m tired.“

It all just bursted out of him, Jens had been unable to stop himself, once the first sentence had been said and from there he grew faster with each new word. He was breathless when he was done and exhausted when they hadn’t even started.

Lucas nodded sorrowful as he remained still on his spot. For a moment Jens thought that he still hadn’t said enough to convince the younger boy that he was trying to fix this.

It simply wasn’t as easy. He had kept it all to himself so long that it got comfortable inside his head. 

„I understand that. I’m sorry that it is so much. I want to help you, I really do. I just don’t know how.“ Lucas stated, finally talking as well. Jens relaxed by the softness of the voice, the gentle gaze that kept looking over.

„I don’t know either.“ He whispered. Both boys somehow closer and still that far apart. Jens really wished he knew what to do here. And even if he had talked to Lies, even she had trouble to find a solution other then talking it out.

Jens suddenly thought of something, somthing that had actually been his firt point on his list and he had forgotten. He was so dumb to not bring it up the second he had accepted the invitation in.

„How are you?“

Lucas’s eyes widened as the question hit him. It must have come unexpected, but the next thing Jens saw, was the faintest hint of a smile on the yonger boy’s face. 

After all this time, he had done something right.

„I haven’t slept that well either, but other than that rather good. I thought a lot about Thursday and what I had said. I hope I haven’t been too harsh? I usually try to stay.“ Lucas’s eyes darted over towards the window for a second of contemplation. „I try to stay considerate. I don’t like arguing a lot. I always feel terrible to raise my voice at others. More so, if it is towards people I care about. I beat myself up over that constantly the last couple of days.“

Jens hummed, unsure how to react. But he had promised himself to come here and not hang after his thoughts for too long.

„Well, it hurt. I’m not going to lie. But I treated you very shitty. So, I guess you deserved to scream at me.“

„I didn’t even get to, though. I would have only woken the whole street. I was so pissed off and furious with you.“

Their eyes met again and both smirked for some odd reason. But it made this feel easier to get through. Jens shifted on his seat, very much aware to keep to his side.

„I’m sorry.“ Jens said, the apology short of everything he should say instead, but he prayed that Lucas saw the earnesty behind it. They had time. Hours to get through this.

„Where should we start?“ Lucas asked, the apology for now ignored. 

„I could tell you about my father?“ 

Jens wasn’t sure why this had come up first. But he would be seeing him on Tuesday and so it probably wasn’t too surprising.

„Okay.“

„Okay.“ Jens repeated, „And then you can tell me about yours?“

Lucas nodded, leaning forward to grab his tea again. The younger boy watched him patiently over the rim of the mug, as Jens was preparing himself to put it all out there. He couldn’t have started with a more personal and harder topic, really. Not even Robbe knew all that much about it.

„His name is Hendrik. He has a phd in marine biology. He knows how to sail and took Lies and me a couple of times when we were super young. I don’t actually remember it, but we have pictures of it at home. He always had something to say. He is really good at talking and explaining and everything, I think.“

As he talked, he couldn’t help but miss the years he got to see his father at least for a couple of month each year. Jens had blocked it out somehow. Perhaps to not feel sad about it, as he felt his beating heart when he went on to explain certain memories he still had from birthdays. Or the one time Henrik had brought home a rock from antarctica, that Jens was pretty sure, was still somewhere stored in a drawer at home.

And Lucas sat across of him, sipping his tea and listened.

__ __ __ tagged: @odi-et-amo85, @tayspots

[luving-hanni]

Caught

Ask:  can u write something were Junhoe (ikon) has a younger sibling and he catches them making out with Chanwoo? Ty  Paring: Junhoe’s yonger sibling (reader) x Chanwoo Genre: Suggestive fluff???  Warning: kissing Word Count: idk 1k?  Comments: I think this ask has been sitting in the inbox for over a year. Both of us haven’t really been active on this account, but we’re happy to have it for when we are motivated.  ALSO this is a gender neutral story :)

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Growing up, Junhoe and you were very close and you missed him all of the time when he was away in Seoul with his group. You’re so proud of your older brother for being so successful, but you missed him. He was so busy, but did his best to call home as often as he could.

Being the younger sibling did have its perks though. You knew all of his members and sometimes got to tag along on the world tours. Sometimes between comebacks, Junhoe would let you stay at the dorms for a weekend. It was so much fun having more brothers. 

You friends would tease you and say “fall for your brother’s best friend.” Little did they know that you did. His name is Chanwoo. Your brother’s group’s maknae. Channie, as you liked to call him even though he was STILL older than you. During your stays at the dorm, you’d always have great conversations with him and he’s cute as heck.

The group finally had a holiday and junhoe and channie were going to come home for the week off. Chanwoo’s family liked too far away and your family didn’t mind if he came home. You were so excited that your crush will be living at your house for a whole week.

The week went smoothly. You got to spent a lot of time with both of them and it was amazing. It was like having TWO older brothers to hang out. They’d let you win playing video games, made sure no one hurt you when you went out, drove you around in the middle of the night to get snacks and even let you teach them a new skincare routine. You tried your best to hid your feelings around junhoe since,.. he’s your brother. But you knew that he probably knew that you had a crush on Chanwoo. 

It was the last last night together with an extra bother. Chanwoo asked if you could bring him some snacks in his room. Of course you obeyed because you’re a great hostess. Junhoe went into his room, but didn’t enter his room fully. He knew something was up. 

You brought the snacks to Channie’s room and he patted the space next to him on bed. Nervously you climbed on. He took a breath, he was visible nervous, “it’s been a great week. Thank you for letting me stay in your home” he began to trail off and lost eye contact with you. You opened your mouth to say something, but chanwoo beat you too it, “I just wanted to tell you... uhhh” he trailed off again. 

“You can tell me anything,” you replied back in attempt to comfort him, not knowing exactly where this was going to go. Chanwoo took a deep breath “ikindalikeyoubutyourmymemersyoungersistersoitskindaweird,” he said in one breath. You brain was still processing but you subconsciously scooted closer to him.  

He took this as a sign to take a leap of faith and pressed his lips against yours. They were soft. It did catch you off guard, but after a split second of processing of what was happening, you relaxed. He also calmed down since he realized you also had feelings towards him. After a moment, you pulled away and he let you go to your room to do homework or something.

Junhoe heard you shuffling to leave Chanwoo’s room and went to lay on bed to act like he was there the whole time and didin’t hear what he thought he heard. You passed Junhoe’s room and went into grab his trash to take out. Junhoe raised an eyebrow “since when are you being helpful?” he chuckled and tried to act like he didn’t know anything. “Mom said I should be extra good since we have a guest,” and he couldn’t argue that. 

Later that day, Junhoe came into your room to thank you for being a great younger sibling. “I know it might be weird to have me bring home one of my members, but you made him feel at home. Let me know when you want to come to dorms again, but I hope you don’t fall for any them. You know, that’s not allowed in our contract,” he sighed. He missed having friends of the preferred gender and all. He has expressed this before. 

You nodded and wondered if he knew about what happened earlier. He left your room without saying anything else. You spent the rest of the night hanging out and texting channie for a room away, not even acknowledging what happened. 

The next morning, channie invites you into his room again. You thought it was going to be awkward, but he just wanted to thank you for being welcoming and all. You wandered over the mirror and he came up behind you. You turned around and reached up to meet his face. Darn he’s cute. Again you softly began to make out.

Neither one of you heard your older brother’s footsteps approach the room. He cleared his voice and the two of you snapped away so quickly. Both of your faces turned a bright shade of pink. Junhoe shakes his head a you and whispers under his breath to Chan “don’t you dare hurt (insert your preferred pronouns please).”  

You travelled back with them to the dorms. The trip back wasn’t too awkard since the entire family was there. You helped get their stuff back into the dorms and hugged your brother good bye. You welcomed the other members back and Bobby excitedly said you need to stay over soon. When you got to say good bye to Chanwoo, he winked and said “I’ll have to convince your brother to let me go home with him more often,” and you chuckled.

After leaving the dorms, your phone dinged. It was from Junhoe:

I knew there was something between the two of you. I don’t mind, but please don’t let management find out.�� Our dating ban is over in about a year. Please. I love you and my group, but please please be careful. I would hate to see something happen between my favorite people <3

[recluse-hobo]

Thundering Pride I

LEADER & SECOND TAIL

Canopy Ryewing LEADER:HUNTER

Russet, darker ears & tail with lighter muzzle & underbelly, soft feathery furred with smallish body. yellow lidded, forest green eyes/// Godwitfur’s mate, parent to Stillwater, Rainbird & Kitface///died with Godwitfur due to a fargone sickness.

Canopy Grainfall LEADER:FIGHTER:BANISHED proceeded Ryewing

Molted, more scars than fur, light & dark grey ticked tabby prick of a tom. pale, unfocused greenish-yellow pin pricked eyes///Ex mate to Rainbird. ‘Father’ to Flitterfeather, Son of Aconshine, Littermate to Greycloud///banished with his 'Tail (Wagtail) assumed to be dead.

Wagtail 'TAIL:FIGHTER:BANISHED

Mostly white calico, scarred ears & shoulders///elder sister to Tallpad, Second-tail to Grainfall & served him loyaly along with Buckhawk///banished with Grainfall for treason & general selfishness.

STAR SEER

Thunderfall STAR SEER:HUNTER:TRAINER To Tallpad

Spikey, short furred, ginger & pure white tom with long legs & ginger flecked white muzzle///son of Fogcrest & Soiltoe, Brother to Mountainfall, begrudgingly accepting Stillwater's courtship (but does not like it.)

HERB HEALER

Chamomilefolly SENIOR:HEALER

Scraggly, large, long furred, yellow stained white moggy lady. suffers from seizures & plagued by Rotcough, has a prominent under-bite & bitter attitude.

WORKERS

Godwitfur :HUNTER

Ice grey she-cat with ripping thin black stripes, stocky body, light green eyes///Ryewing’s mate, mother to Stillwater, Rainbird & Kitface. (adopted Kitface from a young-love relationship with SB & BF, Fogcrest & Soiltoe are the only two who know as Kitface herself dosen't)

Boulderheart FIGHTER:TRAINER To Talonpad

Golden eyed, dirty blond whisp furred tom with longer dewlap. Thicker set build with long muzzle///Wanted to train his lil buddy Talon & subsequently made him 'Tail when Soiltoe retired///after Grainfall was banished he took roll by poll to be Thundering Pride's new leader. (he also gave Buckhawk a second chance)

Greycloud :HUNTER

Long furred only grey tom with warm goledn eyes///son of Acornshine, brother to Grainfall, loving mate to Kitface, very doteing father to Talonpad & all of the Colony.

Flitterfeather Greystone EX FIGHTER:ADVENTURER

Dusky grey tom, underfed (by guilt) with hunched shoulders & miss-matched long belly fur///doted over by a protective Colony due to his less than available parentage, bolstered by Rainbird's need to keep him safe he left with Patchtail & Honeyed for a safer life.

EXPECTING BAIRN

Acornshine HUNTER:QUEEN

Cream-ish redie brown tabico with swirling brown stripes///Mother to Greycloud & Grainfall///only talked about as she got sick & died before Greystone was born.

Rainbird HUNTER:QUEEN

H///Doteing yet hopeless mother to Greystone, feared mate to the malevolent Grainfall///as advised by Chamomilefolly she retires to a pouncer to build her mental health.

Kitface HUNTER:QUEEN

Greyish white belly-ed little legged mother to many with black forehead & ankle stripes with puddle like shadowy patches///Adoring mate to Greycloud, mother to Talonpad & expecting more. sister to Rainbird & Stillwater.

TRAINEES

Talonpad :TRAINEE To Boulderheart

Wide shouldered & thick furred dark brown tabby with black under-paws///Son of Greycloud & Kitface, Exited to have new siblings (as Kitface is pregnant at the time)

Tallpad :TRAINEE To Thunderfall

Sleek yet scatterbrained with white paws & warm brown tabby fur///quite naïve & stubborn with decisions with the most squeeky voice///is charmed buy Boulderheart & often watches over his & Talonpad's training///yonger litter to Wagtail

WANDERER

Honeyed :WANDERER

Sweet, short legged ginger tabby with thick white whiskers///helped Greystone & Patchtail along & out of Colony territory's

The first Thundering Pride cats that appear before Snowtail & Whitedawn, some who weren't listed will appear in the official listings eventhough they are not here.

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Over the last days I read many complaints about the show never telling us why Dethan broke up and how Jethan then happened, so let me share my head-canon with you.

Danny and Ethan left Beacon Hills as we all know, but we don’t know where to. I think they just wandered aimlessly around the world for some time. Ethan, who had nowhere else to go, was happy this way, but Danny, who had friends, family, and a life back in Beacon Hills, was not. Ethan eventually realizes that he is drawn to something. He cannot immediately figure out to what or where it is, but he decides to give in to it. They end up at the French Nematon we could see on a map in episode 6.16. They meet other supernaturals there, and Ethan figures that he might as well just live among them in the wilderness. Danny, however, is unhappy. What he had been feeling during his voyage with Ethan reached a new climax at that moment.  He decides that, although he loves Ethan with all his heart, it is not enough to have him live as a savage. As neither are willing to compromise, they agree to split-up. Danny then returns to Beacon Hills and avoids interactign with Scott and co., since he wanted nothing more to do with the supernatural following the break-up.

Around the same time, Jackson, who is living in London, begins realizing that something it drawing him to it, too. Once the school-vacations begin Jackson then does as Ethan did and decides to follow the inner-voice. He takes a ferry from England to France, and back-packs around the country for several days. He, too, ends up at the Nemeton. There he introduces himself to the other supernaturals. Ethan, who has sharp werewolf-hearing, can make Jackson out saying “Beacon Hills”. He then approaches Jackson, and the two learn that they both used to call the same city their home, albeit at very different times. They then delve into a conversation, in which Ethan tells Jackson (who was not in Beacon Hills during S3) about the Nemeton’s drawing powers.

It should be mentioned at this point that Ethan stopped wearing clothes VERY Soon after his arrival, since he had no way of cleaning them out in the wilderness. For Jackson’s sake he put on a pair of boxer’s out of fear of having Jackson feeling awkward. Little did Ethan expect that Jackson was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate, and eventually noticed that he has a HUGE boner in his pants. Ethan inquires about Jackson’s weird behaviour, and eventually finds a possible explanation. “Jackson, are you gay?” “NO!!” Jackson yells, VERY, VERY loudly, so that even the other supernaturals turn towards them. Ethan apologizes, but there is now an awkward silence between them. Charlie eventually figured out that it might be better if he leaves, but Jackson grabs him by his wrist. He then places a kiss on Ethan’s mouth. The latter was taken by surprise completely, but eventually returned the kiss. It didn’t take much longer until they made out passionately, and it doesn’t take much longer for them to retreat behind the bushes. There they have hot and passionate sex. For different reasons this is very special for them. For Ethan, because he had thought he would never have sex with someone again after Danny left, and for Jackson because it was his first time with a man. After the cum, Ethan falls asleep contented, but Jackson is now disgusted at himself. While Ethan is sleeping, Jackson takes to his heels. Ethan is slightly disappointed next morning. He had never expected Jackson to want a relationship with him, but he had hoped to be able to enjoy his company for a little longer.

Back in London, Jackson proceeds with things as if nothing happened, but after a few days he realizes that he cannot get Ethan out of his head. He returns to the french Nematon, and both are delighted once they reunite. Jackson apologizes to Ethan for leaving immediately, but the latter is not angry much to his surprise. Jackson then opens up about having suspected being gay since he had been much yonger, but having been scared of accepting it to himself. He also exlains about his struggles in bed with his ex-girlfriend Lydia Martin. He suspects that it goes along with his “unrealistic expectations” problems. Ethan offers guidance, and reveals he knows a way to help him see things clearer. Ethan then seduces Jackson, and they fuck again. Ethan asks Jackson if he liked it, afterwards, and Jackson says he does.

Jackson stays in France with Ethan for the next couple of weeks. They spend almost their entire time together, and have more sex. Once Jackson’s vacation ends, Jackson reveals to Ethan that he has come to accept that he is gay. Then he tells Ethan the he loves him. Ethan returns he loves Jackson, too. Jackson begs Ethan to not let things end here, and asks him to come to London with him. Ethan is sceptical at first, since he had grown accustomed to his life here around the french Nemeton, but Jackson appeals to him about being able to do better than live as a savage. He emphasizes that Ethan would be with somebody who really cares about him. In the end, Ethan is convinced and follows Jackson back to London.

In London they search for an appartment together. With the help of Jackson’s parents and some inheritence from Ethan’s family, they manage to rent a loft in the city. Ethan does not find it difficult to settle back into civilization, considering he is right around West-End. That’s how Ethan and Jackson found their happy ending, which even the werewolf-hunters, who came for them exactely one year after they had confessed their love for each other, had been unable to spoil. In the years to come Jackson and Ethan would joke about whether the Nemeton had actually wanted to draw them towards each other, or not.

Edit: Feel free to say what you think. Could you imagine things playing out like that?