#youngest and four

[ellestrade]

It's so funny to me when people said that Damian is the only BatFamily member that Bruce didn't choose/want/was forced into caring as if we didn't watch that boy tried to leave on multiple occasions only for Bruce/the other BatFamily chasing him down and dragging him back kicking and screaming

[briizer]

Based on a true story.

[randomminty]

On break..

[weepingtalecowboy]

Windy is just like that

Fanfic prompt: there are quite some fics that portray the windwaker as a literal conductor

And have wind use the abilities of the windwaker

Like the sky gets darker when he gets upset

It rains if he is sad

And it storms if he is angry

But like controlling the wind is not the only ability of the windwaker

You can change day and night with the song of passing

You can also straight up command people (command melody)

And in phantom hourglass you can control time and see ghosts

Like imagine him having an actual panic attack from the point of view of like Wild who already experienced a big calamity

Like there is a hurricane appearing

The sun and moon are fighting for their spot on the sky (till it ends up a solar eclipse)

The wind is strong enough that actual boulders are flying off the ground

And you feel something commanding you to go there (wind really wants someone to stop him )

The time in several places is going out of control

And on top of that your ghost friends are freaking out because of something

You are convinced that that is divine punishment

And that the world will end

Like imagine the sheer shock that any of the chain will experience when it turns out to be wind

[incorrect-green-lantern-quotes]

Hal: I'm only the cool uncle because I don't have kids. If I did, I'd be considered an irresponsible deadbeat parent.

Kyle: Yeah, so I got this power ring because the guy before me crashed out but I'm supposed to live up to his legacy despite having no clue what I'm doing.

Hal: Oh no.

Kyle: Also I was raised by a single mom.

Hal: *visibly sweating, his hair turning white*

[mirensiart]

So I'm like 25+ years old and barely 5feet tall, so like, I'm a "four is actually one of the older links but he's just so fucking short" truther cause people keep mistaking me for a high schooler when like, I already graduated college lmao

Anyway, miry 🤝🏻 four solidarity

[tategaminu]

I feel like I see a lot of fertility issues thing around Rayllum on tumblr just because they are elf and human and it's like, yeah that's fair but-

We are talking about a fantasy series, elves aren't even real. In most fantasy media like DND elf/human people are even considered as their own species and they are very common. I highly doubt elves/humans have problems conceiving. (Unless it's related to fertility issues regarding the couple, that's it.)

Anyways, they will love having a lil combination of them both and I can't wait.

[meiloorun-notthefruit]

For some reason, Four gives me rogue vibes. Like I can see him pulling out some daggers and being really good at stealthing and stabbing things. Most all Links are good at this at some point, but Four’s vibe is really just screaming proficient in underhanded tactics, sleight of hand, and lock picking. Wind definitely has this down pat as a Pirate but his youthfulness disguises it so well he can hide it but Four can’t. Dead give away. Yes, he’s a blacksmith so he wouldn’t even need to lock pick, the guy probably has the tool on him to break the lock but like what’s easier?

I’ve never played four swords or minish cap so I might be completely wrong but I just had to throw the idea out into the void

[dimsilver]

half my family just came for like 24 hours and stayed on air mattresses and such in my house and hung out with me and my boyfriend (and sometimes my housemate) and we played games and went to church and made dinner and it was so comfortable and lovely :D

[weepingtalecowboy]

Fanfic prompt: Wind is actually a baby god because the use of a god's life force during phantom hourglass has consequences

Like using something this powerful would definitely change someone fundamentally

You couldn’t stay a mortal after something like that

And it would make his beyond broken skill set make sense

He can command someone with the command melody

He can control day and night (song of passing)

He can change the direction of the wind

Can control seagulls and has extreme strength that a kid shouldn’t possess (he can easily hold a struggling pig over his head and throw that poor thing)

And has fire , ice and even light magic (fire and ice got gifted by the fairy queen and the light magic was found in a chest but the fact that he uses his own magic for all of the arrows is just crazy to consider)

Can create hurricanes to bring him to other places and probably destroy the world with them if he wanted too because those are literally just hurricanes)

And after phantom hourglass he Was in constant contact with a god's life force

Had three spirits follow him and killed a deity like demon bellum

And Cielia consideres him her brother (and she is conveniently related to a god ) and she promised to forever protect his dreams form nightmares

He can see ghosts

Stop time

And the spirits are three but the elements of wisdom, power and courage

And time is the fourth and belongs to Cielia

She promised to protect him forever and that means that he would have to live forever

She would happily give him one of her elements to keep her promise

And that would make the spirits be balanced with a fourth one

Wind main while hasn’t noticed it but the chain sure has and is very much going crazy in the background

[xxplastic-cubexx]

talking to my brother about quicksilver and i was like 'ik him and wanda are twins but he exudes little brother energy so much' and my bro Without Hesitation just went 'well thats what happens when you're the least favorite in the family' and he says this to me, the youngest in our family like 🧍‍♂️

[enigmatist17]

I have a version of this that is, of course, depressing, and decided to have another that's happier after watching some rescue bots last night with some friends :)

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Chase was quite excited to be back in Griffon Rock, for all the fun he had had with Chief Burns on the mainland. The Chief had been a host at a safety and law enforcement conference, and with some well-placed cameras, Chase was able to attend most of the lectures while parked either outside or on display. He couldn't wait to review his carefully logged notes and other information Charlie had been kind enough to grab for him, and maybe even put on one of his favorite detective movies for the perfect background noise. He was quite sore after remaining in his alt mode for nearly a week and a half straight, and Charlie was just as exhausted, not even keeping up the pretense that he was awake as Chase slowly made his way to the firehouse with his partner fast asleep.

"Chase to Kade. The Chief and I will be arriving soon, but he's fallen asleep. May I request your assistance in helping him into your home?"

"Sure thing bud! See ya soon!" The comm cut out, and Chase wondered why the usually ornery Burns was so cheerful, but figured he would find out eventually through Heatwave. Kade and Dani were waiting for the patrol car when he arrived a few minutes later, Chase popping open his driver's side door while turning on his interior light, the older man grumbling something at the intrusion of his nap.

"Chief Burns, we have arrived home. You may find your berth far more suitable than my interior seating." To most, Chase sounded like his semi-monotone self, but Charlie could hear the slight fondness in Chase's voice as he patted the dashboard before getting out with a yawn.

"Thanks, partner, I'd have slept at the docks if it wasn't for you." Dani headed over to her father as Kade cleared out his bags from Chase's trunk, both clearly pleased at having their father home. "You get your rest, too."

"Copy that." Chase transformed as Dani helped Charlie up and into the upper part of the home, raising an optic ridge at the grin on Kade's face when he paused at the top of the stairs. "Yes?"

"Just a heads up, you've got some visitors downstairs. Night!" With that, he scurried up and into the house, leaving Chase further confused as he headed for the elevator controls.

How strange, no one had alerted Chase that Optimus or any of the others were coming for a visit.

He internally shrugged as he descended into the bunker, a soft smile gracing his derma at the sound of Blades bickering over the remote with what had to be Heatwave, the familiarity already settling his weary spark. The sight to greet his optics when he turned the corner, however, had Chase freeze in place, his processor trying to understand what it was he was seeing, exactly.

"Chase, you're home!" Blades jumping up off the couch wasn't unusual, the helicopter bouncing in place with sheer excitement. "We weren't expecting you until the morning!"

"Blades, give him some space buddy." Boulder had been in his usual painting corner when Chase arrived, again not an unusual sight, though looking very happy for the enforcer as he tugged Blades away from the center of the room. "Welcome home Chase, I would have given you a heads up, but..."

"We kinda gave 'em all a surprise." A bot that had been perched on the couch next to Blades stood with a lax salute, the smile on their face plate forced as much as it was genuine, ocean blue optics scanning Chase as they moved closer. "You look good, little brother."

"I - I don't...Bluestreak?" His processor recoiled at the name as he reached out with one hand, not a single memory file explaining what he was supposed to do at this very moment. By Primus, as always, Bluestreak was somehow still able to read his very thoughts, placing their servos together palm to palm with a gentle brush of his EMF field.

"Cycle in, cycle out, we don't need a tac net crash." Bluestreak hummed, remaining perfectly still when he felt the first hesitant tug on his spark, one that he thought would remain cold and cut off for the rest of his life. He responded with a feeling of affection and love, the two other parts of his spark responding at the sudden flood of emotion as Chase stared at his brother, following his instructions as Boulder moved closer with a brush of his own field to calm the other.

"Where...Where is Heatwave?" Chase's voice is laced with static when he finally responds, looking between Boulder and Bluestreak as he lowers his servo.

"He's out with Smokescreen and Prowl, they wanted to see the island for themselves. Well, that an' Prowl didn't want to wait for your assessments, impatient aft." It was a good thing Boulder had moved closer, Chase felt like the world had tilted at the two other names he never expected to hear again, the green servo on his shoulder keeping him upright.

"Alright, time to get you seated before we're picking you up off the floor. Bluestreak, go get some energon from the comm room I showed you, Boulder could you go and get Cody? I know he's watching us, and I think Chase could use the company." Blades shooed the Praxian away with a click, gently grasping Chase's arm and guiding him to the couch. "How's the processor?"

"I do not know." Blades didn't look happy with the answer, but smiled as he fished out his scanner from one of his subspace pockets, doing a once over just to ease his own processor. Bluestreak was pressing a small container of energon into his servos just as Boulders returned with Cody, the small human placed on Chase's shoulder by the construction bot.

"Hi Chase." Cody was a bit tired with how late it was, but neither he nor his siblings were able to sleep tonight, having been watching the bunker cameras from the living room. His father had been filled in and had gone to call Heatwave when Boulder came for him, and despite the curious look from Bluestreak, Cody was more than happy to sit with his friend. "How was the ship ride from the mainland?"

"It was a pleasant journey." Chase sipped the fresh energon as Cody dangled his legs over the edge of Chase's shoulder, his free servo patting them with his usual care. "How was your science demonstration?"

"The science fair? It was fun! I got third place, but I'll have to wait for a new award ribbon, someone's experiment exploded and destroyed the judging table." Cody chuckled at the memory, Chase eyeing him with slight concern. "Everyone was okay, and no structural damage either! Kinda wish it did cause some, I still had P.E the next day."

"And yet you survived." Cody smiled at the ghost of a smile that crossed the bots face, looking toward the tunnel that the Burns' used when the sound of three vehicles approaching filled the air. Heatwave was the first one through the opening, the rescue bot leader transforming with his usual grace as the two bots behind him entered moments later, transforming as Chase set his unfinished energon aside.

"Good to see you, Chase." Heatwave only nodded at his second before taking Cody from his shoulder and moving him to the table, stepping back as the enforcer got up and onto his pedes. "Rescue Bots, time to go topside." No one spoke as the small team headed to the elevator, the room silent for a moment before one of the other bots couldn't contain their excitement any longer.

"CHASE!" The rescue bot grunted when the slightly shorter of the two bots in front of him launched forward with a happy cry, hugging Chase as tight as they could. "You're alive! Oh thank Primus you're alive!"

"Smokescreen..." Chase finally understood what humans meant by feeling dizzy from a varying range of emotions, cycling air through his vents in an attempt to cool his processor. It's the steadying servo on his shoulder that sends Chase to his knees, a series of pained clicks and chirps escaping his vocalizer as the eldest bot in the room knelt down, taking Chase's trembling servos into his own. Cody watched the older bot click at Chase in a tone that reminded him of Dad trying to calm him or his siblings whenever they got hurt, the EMF field that practically filled the room radiating so much love that Cody could feel it, limited as it was to a human. It seemed to help his friend, the weird rattling that Cody had only heard when Chase's tac net unit (something that none of the bots ever explained, and he could understand that) was overwhelmed fading away as he listened to Prowl, and despite the heartwarming scene, a question burst from his lips before Cody could stop himself.

"Are you Chase's dad?" Four sets of optics flicker over to the tiny human on the table, and he only ducks his head with an embarrassed smile. "Um, sorry."

"It is alright, you are merely curious." Bluestreak moved to take Prowl's place at the flick of the older bots' doorwing, the black and white Hellcat crossing the room and kneeling down to Cody's level. "I am not, although I had to take on the task of his and Smokescreen's upbringing when our sire...left."

"Oh, that must have been a lot of work!" Cody missed the look shared between Prowl and Bluestreak, Smokescreen visibly wincing as Chase just stared at the floor. "Were you all Rescue Bots before your um, War?"

"No, I was an Enforcer, effectively a police officer of our city Praxus." Cody straightened a little as he listened, noting how Chase finally relaxed when Smokescreen whispered something in their lyrical Cybertronian speech with a smile. "Bluestreak was something akin to a gardener, but I do not have the proper reference to fully explain his occupation."

"A gardener?" The tiny human looked over at Bluestreak, who couldn't help the soft chirp that escaped his vocalizer at how cute he was.

"More a mix of a gardener, singer, and a nurse. Praxus was home to special floating crystals, which were carefully harvested to help in the medical field, and could only be tended to by very specific bots. I happened to be one of those bots." His tank churned at the memory of seeing those beautiful crystals shattering in the bombing of Praxus, but Chase didn't need to feel that across their bond, so he shoved the files deep into his processor. "It was calming work."

"That sounds really cool." Cody smiled, looking over when Chase nudged his brothers, the three getting up off the floor in a tangle of limbs, not wanting to be separated longer than necessary. "You feeling better?"

"As much as I can for the moment, but your concern is appreciated Cody, thank you." Chase dipped his helm at the youngest Burns before regrettably extracting himself from the tight holds on him. "You are up well past your recharge cycle, you should go and rest."

"You sure?" Prowl moved to the side as his second to youngest brother walked over, the human jumping onto his offered palm with no resistance.

"I will be fine, I promise." The smile that crossed Chase's face did much to ease Cody's worry, his field draping around the young human as he carried him to the elevator. "I will see you after school tomorrow."

"Okay, goodnight Chase." Cody hugged one of his digits before hopping off onto the platform, waving behind the Rescue Bot. "You too, Smokescreen, Bluestreak, and Prowl!"

"Night lil' human!" Bluestreak waved, amused at the slight tilt of Prowl's helm as he watched the human be carried up and out of sight by the platform. "He's so cute."

"Cody Burns is an extraordinary human, especially for one of his age." The rescuer turned to face his family, still partially wondering if this was all some sort of sick mirage summoned by his processor. "How did you find me?"

"Optimus Prime cannot hide a secret from me." Prowl replied in amusement, holding out a servo that Chase took with a soft rumble of his engine. "I only arrived with a small group of fellow Autobots four jours ago, so many of us are still adjusting to this...strange planet."

"Earth is indeed strange, but I have come to enjoy it since our arrival here." Chase squeezed Prowl's servo as the four went to sit down on the couch, Chase settled right in the middle of the group. "It is not home, but there are places similar enough."

"Perhaps you can teach us all you have come to learn, it is our home as much as Cybertron was." Chase clicked at the hint of grief that danced within Prowl's words, wishing he had his doorwings to flick them in comfort, so he settled for pushing reassurance through their revitalized bond. "We have much to catch you up on."

"Are we goin' to start with the big one?" Bluestreak hummed from his spot to Chase's left, a grin on his face plate as Smokescreen had to bite back bursting out the answer as Prowl shot him an irritated look.

"Speak of what?" Chase watched his brothers with a soft vent, optics dim as Smokescreen gently rubbed one of his audial fins.

"That can wait, this is not-"

"Big brother met his Conjunx!" Smokescreen blurted out, unable to contain his excitement, as well as knowing Prowl was far too adept at skirting conversations he wanted to avoid.

"Smokescreen." The eldest sighed, doorwings drooping slightly as he shot his youngest brother a look. "There are far more important topics to discuss before any concerning myself, you did not need to drag that to the forefront."

"Oh hush, he's only excited." The second eldest reached over to flick at the lower part of Prowl's closest doorwing, unphased by the faint growl directed his way. "Besides, I know he followed us here, no use pushing off the inevitable."

"Y'know Blue, ruinin' the surprise is no fun." A voice said from behind the four bots, Chase the only one turning to see an Autobot emerge from the shadows of the entrance to the tunnels that ran all throughout the island, heading toward them as Prowl stood. "An' of course I did."

"Plenty fun for me." The visored mech chuckled as he joined Prowl, standing a helm shorter as he looked down at Chase with a friendly wave.

"Chase, I introduce my Conjunx Endure, Jazz of Polyhex." Chase got to his pedes as his brother bowed slightly, mirroring the gesture in return before addressing the new bot.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, and congratulations to you both." Jazz's grin only grew as Chase held out his servo, only to chirp in surprise when Jazz pulled him into a hug, his other arm around Prowl's waist.

"Aww, yer just like yer brother, a mini Prowler!" The older cooed, and Chase was glad they could not blush, cautiously extending his field when Jazz teeked at him, confused by the adoration this bot held for him, despite this being their first meeting. "I'm glad I got ta finally meet ya, Prowler talked about you all the time."

"H-He did?" Jazz laughed as he gave Chase a small squeeze, before loosening his grip to allow the other to walk away if he wanted. "How long have you both been Conjunx?"

"A long time my mech, but obviously after you...vanished." The word was heavy, but Chase merely tugged the couple toward the couch, letting Jazz's arm remain around him despite his usual aversion to touch by someone unknown. It was a bit of a cramped seating arrangement until Smokescreen took the floor, but no one complained as Chase took in the three familiar figures, and one he knew was soon to become family within his coding before long. "So, yer a Rescue Bot huh? I knew some good mech who were some as well."

"I am, it is a title I have always held proudly." Chase let a faint smile grace his face plate, and he was sure his fellow first responders could probably feel the positive EMF fields from outside. "I appear to be the only one to hold my original...occupation."

"Mhm, no shame in that." Jazz watched the way Prowl's doorwings twitched, and sent a gentle wave of affection through their bond. "Why don't ya tell us what you've been up to? We're not goin' anywhere anytime soon."

"Where shall I begin?" Chase straightened a little as Smokescreen perked up, the youngest grinning.

"Start from the beginning?"

"Our journey to Earth began when an Energon Eater attacked our vessel..."

Heatwave was the one to check in on the Praxian sibling's breems later, spark warming at the sight that greets him when he turns the corner. Chase was in a light recharge, his fellow team member resting against the Enforcer he'd met earlier, the older bot protectively holding him while the other one (Bluestreak?) guarded Chase's other side. The youngest bot was dozing off against Chase's legs, doorwings fluttering in contentment as he most likely took in the positive feelings filtering through their reunited bond. The last bot that Heatwave hadn't seen beforehand, but had been warned off during the island tour, was the only one to remain awake, helm tilting up to meet Heatwave's gaze.

"All good?" The visored mech grinned, one servo tracing a mindless path along one of the Enforcer's doorwing.

"All good, go an' rest, yer all safe with me." The mech spoke with a soft tone, but Heatwave could hear the weight of military rank behind every word, promising death to those who would dare break apart their reunited family.

"Goodnight then, we'll check on you in the morning." With that Heatwave left, his spark content that his teammate would be safe without his watchful optics.

Griffin Rock sleeps well that night.

[drjackabbots]

MATT PASSMORE as DR. LOGAN NELSON ↳ "You have a choice. Scream, or don't."

[jamereadsmanga]

I dunno about that, but Makima is more likely to the youngest rather than Yoru to me, Yoru is the second youngest. The Horsemen mostly following by the youngest to eldest: Control/Conquest (Makima, both Control and Conquest share the same kanji being 支配 (Shihai, which is domination/control/conquest. Which match with Makima's abilities)), War (Yoru), Famine (Fami) and Death.

What you're referring to is order in which the horsemen arrive (according to the bible). That is a fairly responsible model to follow and likely the canon order. But me personally I just like to fuck around with philosophy and anthropology when it comes to the devils.

Here's my rationale

Tldr

Using a complex approach and analysis of Makima and Yoru combined with a vague knowledge of anthropology and philosophical theories on war, i believe that Makima was born around 10000 bc latest while Yoru was born around 3000 bc latest. Therefore, control is the older devil.

Makima's powers follow a naturalist interpretation of control (focusing on the interpersonal relationships between two individuals), while Yoru follows a social constructivist definition of war (social groups, modern society). Therefore, makima only required the concept of social order while Yoru needed it to truly begin to grow.

Firstly, devils are born with a name. Their power is then determined based on how much they are feared. From that, I organized the girls based not on when they were born but when they became horsemen. I follow the history of humans and sort of estimate how powerful they would be at each point and at what point they become powerful enough to be horsemen (best way I can contextualize the idea of devil births with such vague and historical concepts).

Now we dive a bit into philosophy and analyze the root of each fear.

Death is a primal fear. We are born afraid of death. It is the eldest and unequivocally the most powerful. Next is famine. Contrary to popular belief, famine is very probably pretty strong. She is the only other horseman to have natural regeneration powers. She only loses to Death and Falling, two primal devils.

Famine for me is about more than just hunger but rather suffering due to a lack of resources. Food, water, shelter, clothes... it's rare for one to exist without the other. That makes her fear not primal, but it definitely became a thing from the moment humans existed.

Using the Bible for reference, famine would be born the moment Adam and Eve created and greatly empowered once they were kicked from the garden of Eden.

So they're not only the eldest of their sisters but some of the oldest devils out there.

(Things get murky if we think of famine as just famine and not an umbrella concept for suffering but it's hard to separate the two).

Now to try and place control and war in this timeline. To do this, we will focus explicitly on how their powers are defined and what definition that alludes to. I will now introduced two approaches to the definition of war:

1. Naturalist: war is innate to human aggression

2. Social constructivist: war is a product of social conditions and learned behavior.

While these both discuss war, they do help support my arguments for makima. There are 2 ways to think of control: natural or social.

Makima's main power is her ability to control anyone she perceives as less than her. This, however, does not involve entire groups but rather individuals. Makima does not seek to overthrow the government or take control of the entire world. She is content just being a devil hunter in Japan and using her position to make a better world. Makima lacks any sort of lust for collective power. She is only interested in her power over individuals. Therefore, makima's definition of control follows a naturalist model. Control is more related to interpersonal relationships rather than collective domination. This would likely explain going with control over conquest.

Yoru is very different. While her power is still interpersonal, her source is based in the collective. The way she talks and how the concept of war is constructed around her is very modern (guns, tanks, nuclear weapons, WW2, America, etc). She also positions herself as a member of a group rather than an individual. She wants to fight chainsaw man to avenge her comrades. She considers the gun and tank her children. Her tendency to collaborate with others (Asa, Denji, Fami). Yoru has a sense of community within her. Furthermore, when Death tried to empower her, she went about it by evoking conflict between two groups: the chainsaw man church and the remainder of society. Therefore, Yoru's definition of war follows a more social constructivist approach.

With that in mind, let's actually decide which came first. Short answer is control. Control would have existed as long as humans had relationships and some notion of order.

Long answer (disclaimer I am not an anthropologist. Bare with me here)

Civilization would have begun around 10,000 BC or the Neolithic period. This is where we see agriculture, permanent settlements, and social structures beginning to take form. This is the latest we can place Makima, but also, the earliest we can place Yoru. We have a defined social structure that can allow for a flow of control, and we have distinct enough social groups to cause war and conflict. However, modern civilization with far more complex and rigid social structures did not begin until 3000 BC, which is therefore the latest birth period for Yoru. At that point, you gotta call it war, or you're just being stupid.

With these ranges in mind and the understanding of how each concept is defined within the csm realm, you can kinda sorta see why I say Control is older. Hopefully, i was able to explain in excruciating detail the crazy way my mind works and not make any typos in crucial places.

[maruniee]

this is caelum to me btw

[skyward-floored]

BUT ALSO IMAGINE THEM HAVING A GIRL AFTER ALL OF THOSE BOYS

- hero-of-the-wolf

Oh my gosh ksdfgbjfsgvjfh Malon would be so happy— like she’s never sorry she’s had all boys, but there’s a part of her that’s always wondered what it’d be like having a girl. And then she doesn’t even expect to have any more kids, and then suddenly she is and it ends up being a girl. Everyone is beyond shocked XD

And Echo having six older brothers LOL nobody would touch her 🤣