#whee ooo whee ooo

[anotherferalrat]

WDYM YOU DON'T WANT PEOPLE GETTING THE WRONG IDEA

WDYMMMM YOU WERE GONNA DIE IN A FIRE TOGETHER????

I KNOW WHAT YOU AREEEEEEEE

[plainramennoodles]

god gives his most annoying sound effects to his most useful abilities

[cowboymantis]

🚦🚦🚦TRAFFICBLR I HAVE SUCH GOOD SHOWS FOR YOU THAT GIVE THE SAME BRAINROT AS THE LIFE SERIES 🚦🚦🚦

I've been meaning to do this post for so long now, but last Wild Life session being everyone having superpowers finally gave me the motivation-

Have you ever heard of Kamen Rider? No? Now you have. Kamen Rider is a Tokusatsu (Japanese practical effect focused genre, in the case of Kamen Rider it's a superhero-type Toku) show that has existed since 1971, but gets new seasons with new characters/worlds/stories every time.

And every now and then, there are seasons that just give me those brainworms like the Life Series does. And I need to share with you the seasons that I especially enjoyed as a Life Series fan 🥺 I don't think there's much overlap in the fandoms, because they're such different ones, but trust me on this one.

Do you like...

- death games

- time loops

- ever repeating death games in time loops

- characters being forced only to watch while their friends are continuously killing each other in every timeline

- people being silly :3

- absolute insanely intense homoerotic drama (it's one of those things I think both fandoms enjoy a lot from what I've seen 🧍‍♂️)

- watchers and eye-themed admins making sure the game is going as planned

- winners and/or last man standing of a battle royale type game never really winning because it will all repeat anyway and they have to compete and fight strangers and friends all over again

- everyone dying, no one ever really winning in this inescapable fight

... then you will love several Kamen Rider seasons! I'm being so vague and try not to say which season is which of those things named. But some also fit multiple. Those seasons I present first all have a very similar theme, like the Life Series.

Kamen Rider Ryuki, Kamen Rider Blade, Kamen Rider Geats, Kamen Rider Gaim.

Fun fact! Any Madoka Magica fans here? The creator of it loved Kamen Rider Ryuki so much, it was one of his main inspirations for Madoka Magica. (Very noticable... /pos) And after that he also created a Kamen Rider season, and that is Gaim. So if you love PMMM like me, oh you will be eating GOOD with those seasons!!

Also, some random imagery from Geats. The command buckle forms (pictured on the left), I just put out of fun bc they have Hotguy or Gigacorp colours, which Hermitcraft fans will be very familiar with 😌

And on the right, one of my points from earlier, eye-themed admins. Not really a spoiler to just tell you that straight up, don't worry. Also I guess you could say at one point there's something similar to the boogey..??

Anyway, the picture on the bottom... Do I even have to say anything? DO I??? WATCHER MOMENT??

I don't have anything to show for Ryuki, Blade and Gaim, I think? Or rather, nothing that wouldn't be too spoilery. Those are seasons that fr you just need to take in and take over your life and give you brainworms.

One thing I can say about them is that they have forever changed my brain chemistry and I think about them daily and whenever I think of them I want to scream . Real

OH UHH yeah Ryuki has a character named Ren wow! So many similarities! Well, actually, I guess I need to show you Shinji, the protagonist. Because if you love the silly idiots of the Life Series, you will love him too. One of my favs ever and he's so so silly. So stupid. Such an idiot. Everyone hates him and wants him dead and he just wants to make frens... His only crime was being too silly...

Now, there are two more seasons I want to recommend.

Kamen Rider OOO, Kamen Rider Ex-Aid.

Okay, this is a bit shorter, so first starting off with Ex-Aid. Another season I love SOSOSO much. Anyway, it is videogame themed yippie!! And there's an insane game master with a god complex whee!! Also uh... The newest Wild Life episode reminded me . So much. Of Ex-Aid. Because of the zombies. Since there is a character here who basically becomes a zombie and continuously dies in the silliest ways only to literally respawn again. So yeag.

Another thing, I love suit designs that, and I genuinely don't know if this was intentional, look like they have moustaches 😭

This season also has my #1 fav Kamen Rider character!! :3 ONCE AGAIN last Wild Life session, I had to think about this character too. Because of Bdubs powers...

Anyway.

NOWWW... KAMEN RIDER OOO...

One of the funniest and most dramatic and gayest seasons of Kamen Rider fr. I love it so much.

Did you pay attention to the OOO poster? The colours? Yeah, people who love Kamen Rider OOO in the fandom will often put a 🚦in their bio or name. Just like a certain other fandom right...

Funnily enough, ever since I've gotten into Kamen Rider a while back, there's often fanart where I can't tell at first if it is OOO or Life Series fanart. Yeah. Shall I show you why this might be the case? Let me pick some random Kamen Rider OOO screenshots:

Those two idiots are LITERALLY desert duo. Like. I don't know what to tell you. It's just insane 😭

And I know, scarian is a super popular ship (personally I don't ship it, I absolutely love their silly dynamics tho and all), and so are them!!!

We got Ankh, a so-called Greeed, being the angry blonde red-themed bird sidekick of the main character Eiji's silly superhero character (Calling it superhero is always so weird- but it's kinda hard talking too Toku-y for people new to it), who is maybe also secretly a little bit messed up. They are the ultimate doomed yaoi too, if you like that lmao? 😭 I'M PULLING ALL THE STRINGS TO GET MORE PEOPLE INTO KAMEN RIDER!!!

On top of that, even with all the drama happening later on in OOO, it has to be one of, if not the funniest season, at least to me!!

There's so much sillyness happening and I just love it..

Also this famous scene:

SO WHAT TO YOU SAY DO YOU DEFINETLY ABSOLUTELY WANT TO WATCH KAMEN RIDER NOW?? GOOD!!

((Sidenote. If you do decide to and are a bit clueless as to where to watch, you can always ask me what who said that nothing suspicious going on here Toei assassins-))

[crybabycunt]

Yelena: Shit! I cut my finger. Kate: Whee ooo wheee oooo wheee oooo. Natasha: What is going on?? Kate: (puts a bandage on Yelena's finger) Kate: (running away) Wheee oooo wheeee oooooo. Natasha: And this is who you have a crush on? Yelena: Yuppp.

[grimtermemeing]

No Context, Only Chaos P9

I dunno about y'all, but I'm having a ninth time 😎

I promised I wouldn't bring you cottage cheese so I brought you something WORSE!

Don't you shake your jello at the guests!!

It came out last night!

[Organization] does not pay me enough to put that in my mouth.

Just... don't smell it, is my best advice.

The logic might be weird but it exists!

It's not involuntary, it's just the other option is jail.

Whatever, they can go choke on a weenie sausage.

It's all fun and games until you find out hers is bigger than yours.

Are you just beating it up by dropping it repeatedly?

I'm trying to, at least!

I hate those dolls!

What, don't you keep your cash in the freezer? Why else would it be called cold, hard cash?

I don't need to see the stinky doctor! He's gonna poke me!

Instructions unclear, sassed the fairy ruler.

O kitchen gods, you owe me after that sacrifice back in college.

Whee!! Oh shit!

I'm calling myself out on this, but any AOE damage I happen to inflict is just a happy little bonus.

They're not even good words, [Name] just won't shut up.

May all your meals be foodful.

We same brained too close to the sun.

Ooo, I have an idea and everybody's gonna hate it!

Please do not vore my brother!

I gotta water my teeth.

Y'know, out of those two? I'd rather take my chances with Odin."

Oh so [name] took to pirate life like a firecracker takes to a garbage can.

You should not be conversing with red chocobos.

You have a regen, you're fine…

I'm here to eat your pocket book, this is my job.

Manly as in malewife.

Man they pay me to put up with (local idiot) not these guys.

In this game, that we're going to be playing for the next three days- unless we all murder each other.

Yay! I inflicted psychic damage!

Dammit, I used my one smart for the day!

[Name], you were in the ER. That's the opposite of fine!

The puzzlemid... hopefully the puzzles aren't mid.

You are like a hamster on crack.

I watched a crab get cooked by the forces of GOD-

Eldritch god soup. It's like gamer girl bathwater, but a thousand times worse!

I'm sure we'll have something long and hard with him later.

Call me Odysseus because it feels like twenty years since I have seen my bed (its been like. 8 hours.)

No, I appreciate your face, you bitch.

No that's gay-- wait it's pride month it doesn't count!

Witness the local tsundere in their natural habitat.

You can find one if you look in a mirror!

I have faith, and if not faith, then I have popcorn.

We're trying to be KFC, you know, extra crispy.

Well call me a dumpling, because I got steamed.

It's a simple little thing, but, my day is tasty!

Don't eat yourself, that's cannibalism!

SLUT MUFFINS

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[gootblin]

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[wheeboo]

crying rn, i am that anon who sent wee boo. i was bored and wanted to send you like ambulance sirens but it goes like whee ooo whee oo??

but just decided to make it fun and put it as wee boo. and rania, i don't hate you my love. why would i do such a thing. i thought it would just be fun!!

and why is joshua's head like megamind 😭 i could be a menace in your inbox if you want. just greet you with wee boo haha and pls don't be scared <33

wee boo anon 🫡

oh my god that is hilarious pls 😭😭 i’m honoured u thought of me as the person u sent an ask to HAHAHSH

please i love u now :(( it definitely made me 🤨 and then giggle DIJDJD

MEGAMIND 💀💀 i’m deceased actually and pls go ahead and be a lil menace all u want 🤧 hehe i am not scared anymore SKMDMD

wee boo anon IM GONNA 🥰😭🫶😚🤗😍

[almosthumanjessi]

My body: begging me to sleep

My brain: ooo video edit go whee, keep working

[leanstooneside]

Springboard clothesline

- m

- no

- eh

- well

- hi

- yahoo

- ooo

- nooooo

- whee

- nooooooo

- plz

- hello

- so

- please

- hey

[barrymilland]

ooo! I like the blog change!, very nice, very nice indeed!

thank you!! :3 been playing the walking dead and its making my apocalypse fixation worse im going crayzee over this game. if there were zombies in real life i would go Yippee! Wahoo! Whee! but there arent so one of the only things i can do is make a walking dead blog theme and that satisfies my autism enough

[a-book-of-creatures]

[silkyblood14]

Ooo whee, this hits close to home.

Like I can tick off all of these which I have done around my parents.

i havent seen it talked about at all, so lets talk about it. as a survivor of childhood emotional abuse, i want to bring it up!

misty is the perfect example of a victim of long-term emotional abuse, especially of one between parent + child

cw: discussion of abuse, spoilers for make your mark chapter 2

she flinches at every movement opaline makes, cowers around her, and despite how brilliant she is she bites back her ideas after getting them shut down by opaline and does what opaline says, even if its a bad idea

misty is happier when shes away from opaline, and her not having a cutie mark at all really says something about how emotional abuse like this effects you. its difficult to grow, difficult to discover yourself, because you live in constant fear of the person hurting you. its a very empty feeling, from my experience. you feel very hollow. i can definitely make an allegory about misty’s missing cutie mark and that exact feeling.

misty acts EXTREMELY nervous around others, as if afraid theyll hurt her. reminds me a lot of the constant fight or flight that usually manifests as severe anxiety in abuse victims when they talk to others. its something that is very difficult to unlearn, as often times its the subconscious belief that getting abused is the norm, and not the exception. misty has lived with this her whole life and isnt used to people being nice or even neutral to her.

(also talk about that heavy evasion of eye contact)

fear of confrontation? shes got that too. the LITERAL use of backing into a corner here also says a lot. zipp isnt a threat, but misty views her as one, probably since this is normal for opaline. (and i dont know about anyone else, but i definitely have the “curl up into a ball and look away” response when under pressure, otherwise this is the classic third option of “fight or flight”, which is “freeze”, the typical response for abuse victims)

opaline manipulates misty and pushes her problems onto her. misty wants to be treated by opaline with kindness, and be seen as an equal to her, as evident in their “maniacal laughter” scene. this stuff happens in real life too.

not to mention like, this sequence too? “still got it” implying she has to sneak around regularly, a tactic MANY MANY abused kids have to employ to… exist. learning to sneak around the house without getting sighted or heard is very much a survival instinct we learn. maybe its a bit of a stretch here, but…

its so blatantly obvious that emotional abuse is whats going on here. im happy that its very evident, emotional abuse is NOT talked about enough with kids, especially when its abuse by a parent.

[falsenettleland]

ooo-whee-oo I look just like whizzer brownnn

[spiffywhatevers]

I would like to add that Ice King got his ideas for Fionna & Cake by having it literally beamed into his head. There was also those F&C tapes that the rabbit lady had. So I think there's some interdimensional shenanigans going on whee signals from that universe are being picked up in Ooo.

I know the ongoing theory is that Fionna's universe is a figment of Simon's subconscious but I believe that it is an actual entire reality that just so happened to have been created by Simon's subconscious

You know how people often imagine that they can travel to alternate realities via their dreams? I personally don't think reality-shifting is a thing, but that's what I'm talking about. People will dream about visiting other worlds and more often than not they are fictional realities from books and TV shows and stuff

Suppose that these worlds WERE actually real, though. Imagine that somewhere in the vast multiverse there is in fact a Star Wars reality where everything in the movies, shows, games, and comics actually happened and continue to happen as the franchise evolves. There is no connection to our reality, however. We are not the cause of the events nor are we prophets for them, it just so happens that their reality is our fantasy by pure coincidence

That is what I think is happening to Fionna and Cake, specifically because their story is in the public consciousness. If a Star Wars universe did exist, it'd only be recognizable because Star Wars is in the public consciousness. No one is dreaming about traveling to one specific guy's WIP story about radioactive moths, but many people are dreaming about Star Wars

And the story of "Fionna and Cake" is in the public consciousness of the people of Ooo. People are thinking about it, talking about it, asking about it, and most of all dreaming about it. Their belief is what brings that world to life, not just Simon. However, as the original creator of their story, Simon has the most influence over it. No matter what your fanfictions say, only the original author has the power to make things actually happen in their story, and that's Simon's situation. The fans may have made their world a reality, but only Simon has control over it, like angels to a god

Star Wars would've ended with its first film if it didn't attract a fanbase. The fans gave it the opportunity to become two more movies, then three prequels, then three sequels, many TV shows, spinoffs, cartoons, etc. Without the support of the fans, the extended universe would not exist, and the dreamers wouldn't be dreaming of it

Fionna and Cake, both the story and the show, would not exist without the fans. If Ice King's stories never got popular, Fionna and Cake would not exist, but because they did get popular, they do. In the same way that Star Wars may exist somewhere inaccessible, Fionna and Cake exist in the reality of Adventure Time, and their story exists in our reality as a fictional cartoon

But to someone, somewhere, somehow, they are real, and that someone is and always has been Ice King

[pookha]

Changes on the Wind Chapter 3

After a very long delay, here's the last chapter of Changes on the Wind. I'm sorry this took so very long to finish. It became wildly wildly AU after season 2B and then even more AU after season 3. I'm sticking with Masha being Gigi here and using she/her pronouns because it was started that way before the reveal about them in TtT, but I love ENBY Masha and my series "No Tengo las Llaves" explores that.

Thank you to all of you who stuck with it and finished this.

Vee has to get used to living with hyperesthesia and synesthesia. Gigi goes off to school, then veterinary school. Vee struggles with how to contribute when it's hard to leave her home. She meets Mildred Featherwhyle, who is not what she seems and together they forge a path for Vee.

3 Months Later

Vee looked up from her tablet as an orange light blinked on the wall. She pulled her phone out of a drawer and flicked the screen open. The blue and gold painted nail on her index finger made a ‘whee’ sound in her head when she did this and it always made her smile. She saw it was Gigi and answered.

“Hey,” she said and put the phone on speaker while she turned back to her tablet. On it a cartoon knight struggled to pull his sword out of a gelatinous-looking wall while a zombie deer snuck up on him from behind.

“Hey,” Gigi’s voice came out tinnily. It had taken Vee a bit to find the right way to manipulate her phone to make people’s voices bearable, but Gigi’s was the best of the batch, followed by Camila’s. Gigi’s modulated voice made Vee tingle and Camila’s felt like a warm towel fresh out of the dryer.

“Want some company later after school? It’s only a half-day today, so I can come over before work.”

“Ooo, that would be great,” Vee said, adding a bright splotch of gore onto the zombie deer’s antlers then erasing it.

“I’ll take the bus and be there around 1ish.”

“Mom’s coming home for lunch today; I’ll ask her if she can pick you up at school at noon instead.” Vee texted Camila who responded with a thumbs-up emoji.

“She says yes.” Vee added a drape of intestines to the deer antler and erased it also.

“What are you doing?” Gigi asked

“I’m drawing a knight fighting a gelatinous cube, but he doesn’t know a zombie deer is sneaking up on him, but I’m having trouble with making the deer creepy in the right way. I tried to put some gore on it and some intestines on its horns, but it’s just not right.”

“Make the deer look more rotted, maybe have the intestine hang from its belly instead like it’s been rotting and is dehiscing,” Gigi suggested.

Vee undid the intestines over the antlers, then moved them to the deer’s belly and squinted. It was almost right, but would need refining and different colors. Right now it was shouting and it needed to grumble menacingly instead.

“Thanks, I think I can make that work.”

“Cool. Glad I could help. I gotta go back to class.” Gigi paused.

“Love you,” she said quietly. This was fairly new to both of them and it still made Vee’s blood fizz like she was taking magic from Gigi still.

“Love you, too. See you later.” Gigi hung up. Vee put her phone back in the drawer and looked up at the wall over her bed. The bright yellow of the walls tinkled lightly and the black trim mumbled gently. It was restful and peaceful. Gus had done a good job helping them choose colors with his illusions and he had held them on the wall until they could match it with paint. Of all of Luz’s friends from the Demon Realm, he was the one that Vee understood best. It was a shame that Luz had gone back and closed the portal. They still got occasional texts from her as they came near a weak spot and closed it, but they were already getting further apart.

Vee stroked the tablet and enjoyed the cool smoothness of it. She looked critically at the drawing and thought it was fine , just fine so far. She’d started drawing immediately after she woke up from her coma. She’d been out for two full days and then had to put up with all the visits to the doctors. If one of the doctors at the University hadn’t wanted to do research on her (it had taken a lot to explain that he didn’t want to experiment on her like Belos had wanted to) then Camila would have had a hard time paying for it all. She’d been diagnosed with hyperesthesia and synesthesia. The hyperesthesia was hard, but at least it was controlled with medication. The synesthesia, though, had awakened an urge to draw in her. She picked it up fast and Camila had let her enroll in online art courses as long as she kept up her remote homeschooling. She sighed and opened her math homework and slogged away at it. She was saving the Spanish homework for last as a reward to herself.

She’d just started on her American Government classwork when she saw the light on the wall flash again. She pulled her phone back out of the drawer and saw a text from Gigi.

Yr mom wants to know if White Castle is okay.

Vee texted back.

Yum sliders…no cheese on mine of course, big enough fries to share with all of us. Half-orange soda, half-sprite, pls

Ugh, how can you drink that. Kidding. Will get for you. See you in about 15 mins. Mwah.

Mwah

Vee set a timer on her phone and did a little bit more classwork, then when the timer went off, she went down and put plates on the table. Camila came in a few minutes later with bags of food and Gigi was right behind her with a drink tray.

Vee gave Gigi a big hug before she could sit down and she almost dropped the drink tray. They all ate while talking about their day. Vee wished she could be at school with Gigi, but the noise from the beige walls and the olive-drab lockers was just too much: the constant mumbling of the beige was awful. She also was so far behind after having been left back a grade and then missing summer school.

“What?” she asked, obviously having missed something that Camila said.

“I said that I could get used to having lunch at home with your girlfriend. Although, I don’t think we could have hamburgers every day.” She pointed at her stomach.

“Yeah, I miss you when you’re at work and Gigi’s at school. It’s hard to be on my own so much. The online classes help, but it’s not the same as being there.” Vee sighed.

“It won’t be like this forever; you’ll be able to reintegrate soon.” Camila put her burger and onion-smelling hand on Vee’s head and rubbed her hair. Vee followed her eyes and knew that she was thinking that Vee looked like Luz and that she missed Luz.

“Yeah, high school will be over before you know it,” Gigi said, squeezing Vee’s hand.

Two Years After

High school was over for Gigi. Vee couldn’t believe it; she still had one more year. She’d made up her lost year, but Luz had been one year behind Gigi and when Vee had taken over her life she was also a year back.

“When do you leave for U of C?” Vee asked, lounging on the microsuede beanbag in the corner of Gigi’s room. Vee loved the black paint on Gigi’s walls and the bright RGB lights of her gaming desktop.

“Last week of August. I’ve got one week of freshman orientation and then classes start after that. She flopped down onto the beanbag next to Vee and kissed her. The kiss went on for a long time until Gigi fell off the beanbag and they both laughed. Vee helped Gigi back up and pulled her more onto her lap. This time the kissing got heated before Gigi pulled back.

“Mom’ll be home soon, sorry.”

Vee mock pouted and laughed.

“I gotcha.” She pushed Gigi off the beanbag and she laughed as Gigi picked herself up.

“Seriously, though, do you wanna before I go away or…?” Gigi left it hanging.

Vee stood up, pulled Gigi close and whispered in her ear.

“I’d like to try, but I don’t know if I can go through with it. If I have to stop, you won’t be upset?”

Gigi shook her head.

“Mom’s at a conference next week and you can stay over. We’ll try then.” Vee kissed Gigi soundly and reveled again in the tingle of Gigi’s lips on hers.

A week later, Gigi slept in Vee’s bed, a large sleep shirt covering all but her legs. Vee watched her sleep, enjoying the soft susurrus of her steady breathing. It had been more than she was expecting and less. Mostly it hadn’t been different than making out and the feelings had been just as exciting, but also some of the burning touches did just that… burned. She knew that she’d want to do it again, but worried about when Gigi went to school. She put her hand on Gigi’s thigh and Gigi sighed in her sleep.

Three Years After

When Camila came home Vee was sitting on the couch watching television. Vee let the bright images dance around in her eyes, but wasn’t really paying attention to what was showing. She turned her head as Camila came in and gave her a kiss on top of her head.

“Good day, Vee?” Camila asked and Vee shook her head. Camila put her purse and jacket in the closet and came back to sit by Vee on the couch.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as Vee leaned on her shoulder and tears started to leak from her eyes.

“I want to pull my weight, but what I’m making from my commissions barely pays for my food. I’m sorry to be a burden.” She lifted her head and met Camila’s eyes. Camila wiped a tear from Vee’s cheek with the back of her hand.

“You pull your weight; you contribute.”

“I don’t, though. I eat, sleep, barely go out and my medications have to put a hole in your pocket, even with insurance. I don’t know what to do,” she wailed.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing. I’ll take care of you for as long as you need. I love you, Vee.”

“I know you do and I know it’s not just because I look like Luz.” Luz’s texts from the Demon Realm had gotten even more rare as they closed more holes between the realms. The last one had included a photo of matching engagement rings and Amity looked especially happy.

“No, I love you for you. I wish the ritual had gone better, but what happened made you you. You see colors and shapes differently than anyone else and I know that one day your art will be sold at auction for a lot of money.”

“C’mon, I don’t make that kind of art.” Her original pieces were body horror mostly, and her commissions were mostly portraits of role playing characters.

“That’s what they said about what’s his name that did the Alien stuff.” Camila patted Vee again.

“Giger?” Vee half-asked.

“Yeah, that was his name.”

Camila stood.

“Wanna help with dinner?”

Vee nodded, wiped her face with her sleeve, stood and hugged Camila and they both went to make dinner.

Three Years Later

I was accepted

Vee read the text again and again. She’d known this was coming, but it meant she’d be away from Gigi even longer while Gigi went to veterinary school and then a one year internship with a clinic. She closed her eyes in thought, rested like that for a few minutes then opened them. She turned on her full-spectrum lights and looked down at the illustration on her tablet: the Cthulhoid horror on it had a princess in its tentacles, but it didn’t see the dagger she held behind her back. The princesses grim smile said she knew that she’d had to get into the horror’s grasp to kill it and she’d do what was necessary.

Vee’s phone buzzed and she jumped. She’d forgotten to put it in its drawer and the sound of it made her skin crawl. She sighed and looked at it, expecting another text from Gigi, but this was an email notification. She sighed again, and dithered with her finger over her phone before finally opening it and then opening her email. She didn’t recognize the email address, so she opened it in protected mode. She read it, then she read it again and again, trying to decide if it was legitimate. She looked up the company it came from, then the person it came from, then reviews from artists who’d worked with them. Finally, she closed her email, turned off her tablet, turned off her full-spectrum lights and sat in the dark in her room. She stayed that way for almost an hour before she texted Gigi.

I’m happy for you, but also sad that you’ll be gone longer. I got an offer to illustrate Wizard Warrior cards for Wizards of Seattle! I looked it up and it looks legit. They say they saw some of my work when one of their programmers for their digital cards saw a commission of mine and then they looked me up.

Gigi texted back right away.

That’s great! I’m sorry I’ll be away longer, but I will have 3 weeks after I graduate and before I go to vet school and I look forward to spending them with you.

I love you, Vee and I want to spend my life with you.

Vee smiled. They’d been basically engaged for a year, but Gigi wanted to finish school. She was driven and Mom had been there and been encouraging about Gigi going to vet school. She had told Gigi she’d always have a summer job and a place in her clinic when she was graduated.

Thinking of Mom made Vee text her about her offer. Camila texted back that she’d have her lawyer look over the Wizards of Seattle contract that was attached to the email.

Five Years Later

Vee opened the video call. Her agent was dimly backlit; he knew about Vee’s sensory issues.

“Hey! Good news, bad news!” he said exuberantly like always.

“Bad first,” Vee said.

“Wizards of Seattle didn’t offer you any contracts for the upcoming set.”

Vee grimaced. She’d been expecting it since they switched art directors there, but it still stung. The pay was a big part of why Camila had been able to take less hours at the clinic and be more of a supervisory vet.

“Okay, not unexpected. How about the good news.”

“Tripleday Publishing wants you to meet with one of their authors to discuss illustrating graphic novels based on their work and if they like it to make a new animated series on it.”

Vee raised an eyebrow. The graphic novel probably wouldn’t make up for the loss of the Wizards of Seattle income, but an animated series probably would.

“What’s the series?” Vee asked.

“They actually won’t say. I think they’re afraid of leaks, but I’ve been asking around and I think it’s a reboot of the Good Witch Azura by Mildred Featherwhyle.”

Vee sat back heavily and almost fell off her chair.

“I’m sorry, could you repeat that?” she whispered.

“I think it’s going to be the Good Witch Azura series. Rumor has it that Mildred Featherwhyle has finished a darker, updated reboot and that she’s signed a movie or television deal.”

“How would she have heard about me?” Vee asked.

“I’m guessing from the illustrations for the body horror anthology that Tripleday published last year.”

“Wow.” Vee thought about how Luz would react to find out that Vee might work on the Good Witch Azura.

“If it is the Good Witch Azura, I want it. I want it badly. I’ll fly to a meeting if I have to.”

Her agent blinked. She’d never offered to leave Connecticut before.

“I’ll get back to you by the end of work tomorrow.”

Vee nodded. The rest of the call was about residuals, which were smaller than Vee had hoped.

It was only an hour later when her agent texted her a meeting link for 10 a.m. the next day. Vee didn’t tell Camila about it so she wouldn’t be disappointed if it fell through. She slept poorly that night and woke up with her head pounding. She turned on her full spectrum lights and changed the curtains covering her walls to bright primaries. After showering, she dressed in one of her best dresses and put on the string of pearls that Mom had given her for luck.

Right at ten she opened the meeting link and was unsurprised to see MIldred Featherwhyle. She didn’t look any older than she had on her book covers.

“Vee Noceda?” she asked.

“Yes. You’re Mildred Featherwhyle. My sister was a huge fan of yours.”

“Was?”

“She’s gone to live somewhere else,” Vee said.

Mildred smiled.

“Yes, I know. She went to the Demon Realm, right?”

“I—Uh…umm…what?” Vee stammered. The red curtain chimed at her in warning.

“I saw your art in the anthology. You’ve either been to the Demon Realm or you’re from the Demon Realm. That was unmistakably a basilisk in the background with a flesh-eating fairy on its shoulder.”

“I—I—I,” Vee kept stammering.

“Breathe child; I’m not here to expose you or capture you. I want to work with you because you’ve seen what I’m writing about and I like the honesty of your artwork. You know what it’s like to be trapped in your body.”

She paused.

“Most people seem to think its a reference to your illness, but I think it’s because you have to pretend to be something you’re not…like me.”

“Is it safe to talk over this link?” Vee asked.

“It’s the best technology. The NSA would have to work for years to break the encryption. I paid for it myself.” Mildred smiled, showing more teeth than Vee thought was normal.

“What are you?” Vee asked.

“Oh, neither witch nor demon, nor human. I’ve lived in this dimension long enough to see the rise of man…and maybe I’ll see its fall if you don’t change your ways. Now what are you?”

Mldred’s eyes glowed and Vee couldn’t look away. She could; however, close her eyes and she did.

She heard MIldred laugh.

“I won’t hurt you; I promise.” Mildred’s voice was soft and grandmotherly.

Vee opened her eyes.

“I’m a basilisk, but I’ve been forced into a human shape permanently so I could stay here without needing magic.”

“Ah, that explains something. Your sister that went to the Demon Realm is the one who’s closing the holes between the realms? Did you take her spot in this world?”

Vee nodded yes to both questions then asked, “Wait how do you know about closing the thin spots?”

Mildred laughed and suddenly her seat was full of flames. The flames spoke in her voice.

“I’m what you’d probably call an ifrit, though I’ve had many names over the centuries. I come from another realm entirely, having travelled through the In Between. I’ve been to the Demon Realm, I’ve been to the stars with the Archivists, I’ve lived in the city of Fire and Brass.”

Suddenly she was Mildred again.

“But I like it here. I like writing for children and showing them that there’s hope and light, but also darkness and death. I want them to learn that they make their own destiny as long as they choose themselves.”

She looked at Vee again.

“You can help with that. Your art has truth in it that goes beyond its form. Your colors and subjects give life to themes that sometimes are lifeless in most human artists. Only rarely do humans achieve that level of consciousness combined with talent that sublimates to the divine.”

“I have that?” Vee squeaked.

“Yes, and now that I know what you are, I understand why.”

“What’s the project?” Vee asked, changing the subject.

“You’d be Art Director for the graphic novel based on my new novel and if it goes well, which it will, then you’ll be Art Director for the animated film for it. It’s a lot darker and about Azura and Hecate’s children discovering the truth of what happened with Villainous Lucy and their culpability in her death.”

“It pays quite well, and in addition, I can grant a boon.”

“A wish?” Vee whispered.

“No, not a wish, but a boon. I’m not omnipotent. I can offer money, power, travel between worlds if your sister should wish to return.”

“But the soft spots they’re closing?” Vee asked.

“I can travel without ripping them open. I understand what they’re doing and why. The Demon Realm had become too much in conjunction with this world; I could feel it. But my ways are not their ways and I can do it.”

“I—can you make it so text messages pass more easily and not just when the realms are in conjunction?” Vee asked. She got up and switched her curtain to a tangerine orange.

“I could make communication better, yes, but it would be different than you think. You’d write in a book like a diary and it would appear in an identical diary there. It would be writing only; voice would take too much magic power to cross the In Between.”

“If you can do that for my Mom and my sister, I’ll join you. I’ll even take less for it.”

“No you won’t. You’ll earn your money; the job will be hard. I’ll make the books and deliver them to the Demon Realm and your mother, Camila. Then I’ll send you the contract. Sign or not, the books are yours to keep.”

“Thank you,” Vee whispered.

“Don’t thank me yet,” Mildred said and hung up.

Vee sat there for a long time before getting up and calling Camila.

The book appeared on their table two days later with a note from Luz. It talked about Manny and it was clear that it couldn’t have come from anyone else. Camila cried while writing in it about everything that had happened. They discovered that photos wouldn’t travel, but Luz drew pictures of her wedding with Amity and their child, Azura. Vee drew back what Mom looked like now and the promise ring she had given to Gigi. No matter how many pages they filled, there were always more.

Vee signed the contract and drew the graphic novel. It sold amazingly well. Interviewers were always surprised by her reclusiveness and her disabilities, but she told them they weren’t disabilities, but rather just who she was. She finished the novel and then started working on the film. She’d just started putting the finishing touches on it when Gigi came back to Gravesfield as a newly minted veterinarian. She was going to do an internship with another clinic in Gravesfield then Camila would hire her for the clinic.

The book’s advance paid for the abandoned house next door and the first residual for it paid for the renovations. The movie advance paid for her wedding to Gigi and their move next door. Camila loved having them close, but also loved having the house to herself.

The movie was a smash and Vee’s star rose, but she stayed in Gravesfield with her wife. The world was too big, and this small part of it she had made was her part, her family.

Her family. She knew what she wanted and called Mildred with Gigi.

“Mildred, I know I don’t have the right to ask for another boon, but there’s something I would like if you could do it.”

“You wish a child?” Mildred guessed.

Gigi smiled and Vee blushed.

“I can do it, but children born like this are often different in unexpected ways. Will you love them no matter what?”

“I will,” Gigi answered in unison with Vee. Mildred looked sharply at Gigi.

“Ah, case in point. You didn’t tell me your wife was a witch.”

“It’s not been important since Vee became human. I can’t do anything magical.” Gigi sighed.

“Oh my dear, yes you can, you just haven’t discovered it yet.”

Mildred laughed her creepy otherworldly laugh.

“I’ll send instructions on how to conceive, but Vee, you’ll have to carry the baby. It’ll be very difficult with your hyperesthesia. Are you willing to sacrifice?”

Vee met Gigi’s eyes.

“Yes.”

Mildred hung up.

“Why is she an author when she could be anything?” Gigi asked.

Vee shrugged.

“I think she just likes it.”

A thick packet came in the mail the next day with instructions on how they could conceive. Very blunt instructions. Eleven months later Manuel Caleb Noceda was born.

They lived mostly happily ever after.

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Hm ... 🌹 + 🌟 for whichever fellow feels like taking the floor!

~ librarian-lover 📖

“Ah. Another question? Ok, let's see—“

“Now hey there Cathal! What'chu been up to lately?”

“!!! M-Mr. Crow!”

“. What are you doing in my office—“

“Aw, I just had to talk with yer old man a bit 'bout somethin' er other. Wanted to stop by 'n' say hey! Yer gettin' so big now!”

“…Mr. Crow, aren't you, um… isn't there a Toon who keeps coming by your building?”

“Ah. You mean that reindeer who just won't get out of my hat!?”

“Yes. Ms. Darla, right?”

“Right as rain.”

“Well, um… how did you two first meet?”

🌟 - Describe how you met.

“Just how every one of those critters meets me: storms my building and throws pies at my head! But Ms. Petaltail… ooo, she was a crafty one. She had come a few times before, but then she did something I would've never expected.”

“I made a joke to those Toons that I would only be friends with them if they gave me the deed to their estate. 'Well, I got the deed right here, Mr. Architect,' said Ms. Petaltail. 'You can sign right here if you'd like.'”

“Hoooo-whee, was I jumpin' off the walls with that! So much so that… I didn't read the fine print. Stupid of me, I know.”

“But now you own Ms. Darla's property?”

“Not quite. I own her land… 2 square inches of it. She can't do anything to it without my permission. Seems Ms. Petaltail knows her land laws better than I thought.”

(Second question below because this ask is getting long)

🌹 - What’s your love language? What is theirs?

“Now you know me Cathal: I believe in Southern hospitality above all else. I'm a right proper gentleman!”

“You do send a lot of food over from your district.”

“So if you ever see that Ms. Darla come into your office, don't believe anything she says, y'hear?! That reindeer's the sweetest talker I've ever met!”