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spahhzy · 24 days
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ArcFall Kid 3: Eldest Sister, your time on the Nintendo has expired...
ArcFall Kid 1: That's Hogwash, brother... your ambition is greater than a virgin in a brothel... find your entertainment elsewhere.
ArcFall Kid 3: You will allow me time on the Nintendo... or I will report your transgressions to mother.
ArcFall Kid 1: Over a silly game you would bring mother into this? You mad dog!
ArcFall Kid 3: The sweetest of dogs can turn to wolves when cornered! Don't make me bite.
ArcFall Kid 1: Very well, we can play together. uhm, here's your controller. *hands him a ps5 controller*
ArcFall Kid 3: My character will not follow my orders, sister...
ArcFall Kid 1: No, no, no! See, you're playing, you're playing, you're right there. *points to NPC*
ArcFall Kid 3 looks at his controller and at his sister's controller.
ArcFall Kid 3: Why is my controller a different color than yours? Is it a bastard?
ArcFall Kid 1: No, No! It's a very special handpicked from the gods, and it's better than mine!
ArcFall Kid 3: Sister, do you take me for a fool?
ArcFall Kid 1 realized she got caught.
ArcFall Kid 3: It's not even turned on!
ArcFall Kid 1: Brother-
ArcFall Kid 3: I have been hoodwinked...bamboozled...HORNSWOGGLED...RUN AMOK!
ArcFall Kid 1: Brother! I swear this was not of my knowledge!
ArcFall Kid 3 glares at his oldest sister before walking over to the outlet, where the switch was plugged to the TV.
ArcFall Kid 3: Then I have no choice.
ArcFall Kid 1: Brother....what are you conspiring?
ArcFall Kid 3: You're Tyranny has gone on far enough!
ArcFall Kid 1: What of my progress!?
ArcFall Kid 1: I have not saved this game! All of my work will be gone in the name of petty revenge!
ArcFall Kid 3: You call it petty, I call it justice. *unplugs game*
ArcFall Kid 1 stares darkly at ArcFall Kid 3.
ArcFall Kid 1: Brother, you've lost your head...*balls hand into a fist* But I can help you find it.
ArcFall Kid 3 inches to the door, ready to run.
ArcFall Kid 1: You have three seconds.
She holds up her hand.
ArcFall Kid 1: One...Two...Three
ArcFall Kid 3 was out the door as his eldest sister gave chase.
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msfcatlover · 6 months
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Bruce: “Tim, I need to go train to regain my skills. I don’t want Jean-Paul to try to kill you again, but I do need to ask a favor.”
Tim: “And here I thought you’d lost all faith in me for failing to control him before. No problem, I’ll win your faith back! What do I need to do?”
Bruce: “You don’t need to prove anything. I just need you to stalk him.”
Bruce: “I mean surveil him.”
Bruce: “Just until I get back—”
Tim, already holding his camera: “Not that I’m complaining about the easiest assignment in the world, but if you’re feeling bad about doubting me, a simple apology would do.”
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grayson-euphoria · 10 months
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Everybody calling Damian the demon child or referring to him as a gremlin when Tim Drake was looking like THIS as Robin
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rwby-encrusted-blog · 8 months
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Ashe: *Fires Crossbow* YOU'LL BE LICKING THE DIRT OFF MY BOOT, LITTLE BROTHER!
Solaire: *Blocks Bolt with a firewall, Throws Bombs* But ten Minutes separate us Sister! Now bow and let take thy head from thy shoulders!
Ashe: *Disappears in light, reappears behind Solaire* Those were the best ten Minutes of my fucking life!
Jaune: Kids! Stop fighting and come eat lunch!
Ashe: *Pinning Solaire, Knife to his throat* Only when He's dead Dad!
Solaire: *Turning Ashe's equipment Red hot* You have no say in what I do, Cur!
Jaune: ... I just wish you guys would get along.
Cinder: I Know they get that from me.
Jaune: I wasn't gonna say it.
Cinder: You were thinking it.
Jaune: Yeah I was thinking it.
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sweetandglovelyart · 4 months
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Knightfall in Dream Land - Page 6
Meta Knight begins his long fall to Popstar’s surface and passes by some familiar faces on the way down.
#Kirby#Kirby fanart#my art#comic#Meta Knight#Dark Meta Knight#Sailor Dee#Taranza#sorry it took me so long to finish this page but it’s finally done#I hope that the title of the comic makes sense to everyone now#I called it Knightfall in Dream Land because the knight fell into Dream Land lmao#the parts of the comic set in the present are occurring around the time of Return to Dream Land#so the gang hasn’t met Taranza yet and isn’t aware of Floralia’s existence#but since Meta has a long fall to the surface I’d imagine he’d probably crash through Floralia on the way down and pass by the mirror#I tend not to give specific ages/age numbers to Kirby characters in my fanart/fan AU#the first reason for this is that different characters probably age at different rates since they’re different species#and the second reason for this is that I don’t see years between game releases equating to years passing for the characters#I mean just look at Adeleine she’s still a kid in Star Allies even though that was released almost two decades after Crystal Shards lmao#instead of giving characters specific ages I headcanon them as being in certain age ranges#so in the present Kirby Bandee and Sailor are all kids (and Bandee and Sailor are a bit older than Kirby)#I also see characters like Gooey Adeleine and Ribbon as being kids too#while characters like Taranza Susie Magolor Marx and the Mage Sisters are young adults#and characters like Meta Knight Dedede Daroach Captain Vul and Hyness are older adults#but in the parts of the comic set in the past Meta Knight and Dedede are young adults and Taranza is a kid#and Kirby and the Dees are babies#the older spiders shown here with Taranza and Sectonia are OCs of mine who are their mothers#their names are Lady Theraphoza (Taranza’s mom) and Queen Rachnia (Sectonia’s mom)#I’m giving Taranza some backstory since HAL refuses to tell us anything about him except he’s sad about Sectonia lmao#this post has too many tags but maybe I’ll make a separate post with my Spider Lore
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fancyfade · 8 months
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Re-reading batman knightfall bc I got the tpbs specifically for days I wanted a somewhat entertaining comic that goes on a while but was too sick or bleh to read something that takes brainpower
And anyway I think with Tim's realistic lack of hair cutting experience, him giving Jean Paul a haircut in the batcave should result in Jean Paul having way chopper hair
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rocknroll7575 · 11 months
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Daughter of Arc pt.2
Back at his home, which was a simple two-bedroom house, Jaune sat at his table, and across from him was his oldest friend, Ruby Rose.
"So... where is this... daughter of yours?" Ruby asked in an awkward tone.
"Ember's sleeping in her new room," Jaune said.
Ruby looked at him with a raised brow, "Are you sure?" she asked.
Jaune sighed, "Yes, Ruby I'm sure," he replied.
Ruby just shrugged, "Hey, I'm just making sure, for all we know she could be just like her mom," Ruby told him.
Jaune looked at Ruby, "I don't think she is," Jaune said, "She's got Cinder's looks and she acts like Cinder but there's... just something about her that's different," Jaune said.
"Are you sure there's something different about her? Or are you just thinking that because she's your daughter and you've been absent from her life?" Ruby asked.
"I'm sure there's something different about her," Jaune said, he then looked his old friend in the eyes, "Trust me, Ruby," he said.
Ruby looked at him and saw the look on his face and saw that he believed what he told her and she smiled softly at him. "Alright Jaune, I trust you," she said.
Jaune smiled at her again, "Thanks Ruby," Jaune replied, "Besides what trouble could an 11-year-old girl get into?" Jaune asked.
Suddenly, Jaune's scroll rang and he quickly opened it only to see it was Oscar.
Ruby looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Who is it?" She asked
"It's Oscar," Jaune replied. He answered the call and put the scroll to his ear, "Oscar what's up?"
XXX
Across the city of Vale, Oscar Pine, who looked a little roughed up, sat on a bench his staff pointing at a ball of Aura, inside was a handcuffed Ember who glared at Oscar.
"Let me out of here!" Ember cried, "I demand you let me out!"
Oscar put his pointer finger up to tell her to wait a moment, as he put the scroll to his ear, and finally his call was answered. "Hey Jaune, no uh... everything's not alright, I uh... I got a girl here..." Oscar began, "She says she's your daughter,"
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findafight · 1 year
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Eddie's never met a Jedi. Of course he hasn't. But he's seen a Jedi, way back during the clone wars, when a battalion had helped after seppies had targeted civilian supply lines.
Eddie's pretty sure they were Kel Dor, what with the breathing apparatus. They'd worn tan and woody robes, long and elegant and flowing as they'd weaved between people, helping them stand or tending to wounds.
What had stood out to Eddie, watching this being that was supposedly a fierce warrior of light, was that they...were normal. They laughed and shrugged and cooed at babies, just like anyone else.
That was until the Jedi had raised their hands and lifted a two-tonne shipping crate into the air without so much as touching it. It frightened Eddie, then. Barely twenty and in the middle of a war his planet didn't want a part of. Beings that could lift and toss objects too heavy to move without machinery like they were playthings are not to be unwary of.
Of course. Eddie had spent a lot of the redistribution of rations effort around clones. They'd seemed...fine? While he is no stranger to speaking his mind he had thought well enough ahead that he probably shouldnt ask if they'd wanted to be there. Figured that might get him kicked off the project and he needed the money.
He listened instead. How they called each other things like Spoon and Duck and Trinity and Loopback as though they were names. Maybe they were. Eddie didn't know and didn't want to ask at the time.
But the Clones had been friendly, if formal. They spoke of their general with fondness and respect and a tinge of awe that felt appropriate to seeing what a Jedi was capable of frequently.
Eddie had liked them.
And then Empire Day came, and the Jedi were declared traitors and the galaxy as he knew it fell apart.
It never made much sense, from what Eddie had seen, for the Clones to kill the Jedi. But nobody asked Eddie, so Eddie didn't say. He did get sucked into the Rebellion though, and heard rumours about mind control and sith and a dozen other things.
So no. Eddie had never met a Jedi. But he'd seen one.
Chrissy had spoken about the rumoured Jedi (or-- not-jedi? She said they often refused the title) that stayed in the small Rebel enclave they've been helping. There were two, apparently. She'd met them, even, during a debrief where she'd been discussing how to better use their resources to help her contacts on the Freedom Trail. They'd barrelled in and spoken in such a way that Chrissy would have swore they were of the same mind, had they not been on opposite ends of the room.
"they were polite." Chrissy said, headtail twitching. "For people who interrupted an important meeting." Eddie'd laughed. "One, the Balosar man, he was very insistent that we delay our plans. The other, I think she was human? It's hard to tell, said the force was calling to them and very insistent about it during meditation."
"seriously? And the generals did it?"
"oh no. They argued for another twenty minutes before the not-Jedi threw up their arms and said, in unison Eddie!, 'The shipment will be lost if you go ahead with it. Better late than never, pricks.' and walked out."
So. On an abstract level, Eddie knew that whenever he entered the hangar bay to run maintenance or completely rebuild a ship, there was a chance for him to meet a former? Jedi.
He'd gotten well acquainted with a group of teenagers there, ones who were friends with the younger brother of the heir apparent to the region they were in and liked the make-believe games he ran in his off hours. But he never really thought about the Jedi that supposedly haunted the base until a woman shouted for Dustin, a rodian who was part of his little sheepies and had literal stars in his eyes when Eddie spoke, to come over. Dustin, the betrayer, jumped up and dashed off without even a word of goodbye.
"okay, so the head mechanic needs this-" she gestures to a small smuggling freighter that had seen far better days "hunk of junk out of the way so they can start work on a couple of x-wings. Steve and I figured we could help her out and get you to work on control of larger objects."
Eddie meandered casually over. Just to watch. Just to...see.
Dustin bounced on his feet. "Really? Woah! Where are we putting it?"
She pointed up, to the open vertical entry doors that created the roof of the hanger. "Steve's up there, he'll make sure if your control slips we don't crush the ship or anyone on the floor once you get it high, and he'll get it out and place it where it's supposed to go. I'll be here with you so you don't hurt yourself."
"I'm not gonna hurt myself."
She patted his head "yeah. Cuz I'm right here making sure."
"uhg. Almost wish I never learned you guys used to be Jedi."
"and who would train you then? No one. You and El would be sad little tooka kits all on your lonesome." She raised her voice to yell at the roof, "you ready Stevie?" and it should not have been loud enough to carry, the tone of an after thought, as though she already knew the answer and the question was just for the spectators, but the figure silhouetted waved.
Then, Dustin took a steadying breath, raised his arms, and closed his eyes. Slowly, the ship in front of him groaned and rose up. A crowd had formed, watching a magic thought extinct.
The woman's eyes darted between Dustin and the freighter, one hand loosely outstretched. It occurred to Eddie that neither wore the tunics and robes of Jedi. Dustin ran around in the mismatched pants and shirts of the Rebels' donations, while the woman wore deep greens. There were no dramatic sleeves that swished when they moved, just slightly loose fabric fastened by a belt and holster. He wonders if she ever wore them.
Dustin struggled for a moment, the ship quivering ten feet up, and the woman tensed slightly before he loosened. Eyes open, she deftly moved her arms up with the ship following, an ease in her movements that Dustin lacked. When she dropped her arms as well, the freighter stayed moving upwards, the other not-Jedi, Steve, likely taking over.
"good work for your first go." She said, draping an arm casually over Dustin's shoulders.
"I barely got it off the ground! Don't patronize me, Robin."
Eddie stepped in "considering I wouldn't even be able to move it sideways an inch, I'd say you did pretty well, Dustin."
The kid spun, just as the light comes shining back through as Steve maneuvered the ship out of the hangar. "Eddie! You saw?"
He scoffed "uh. Yes? Why didn't you tell me this is what you did when Im not around"
The woman-Robin, Eddie supposed, tensed. "It's not particularly safe to boast about it. Especially when it's not clear if you're alone."
Ah. Yeah. That did make sense. "Then why practice in a hangar with two dozen people around?"
She shrugged, and looked up. Eddie followed her sightlines and "wait is he gonna-" just as the figure that must be Steve launched himself off the edge of the open roof and towards them. He landed, he's leather jacket flapping behind him, and stood straight, grinning.
Robin laughed. "You'll give someone a heart attack one of these days, Steve."
"eh. No one's died so far."
Dustin smiled too "I'm getting pretty good at my controlled falls too! Oh, Steve, this is Eddie!"
And then Steve turned his gaze on Eddie, and his brain may have melted.
Steve looked like a spacer, windswept from the fall and leather jacket snug around his shoulders, two different holsters visible, his pants deliciously tight. He ran a hand through his hair, his antennapalps bobbing, and stuck it out for a shake.
"so, you're the great Eddie Munson Dustin hasn't shut up about? Good to meet you."
"mmhmm!" He forced his hand out to jerkily shake Steve's. Jeez. It was as though he'd never seen anyone beautiful before. His best friend was a Twilek dancer (and spy) for star's sake. He needed to get it together. Jedi didn't date, Eddie was pretty sure. Something about the force or power or devotion or something. He wasn't sure. He wasn't a Jedi. He wasn't a not-Jedi either.
Steve only smiled and turned back to Dustin. "So. Next time you need to let the Force flow. You're still trying to shove it, which never works. You direct it, like changing the course of a river."
"but not," Robin added seamlessly, and oh, wow, that was weird than you Chrissy "like a dam. Trying to block it won't give you strength. You're more..."
"using a log to ensure the water finds a different path."
"to go where you want it to go, do what you want it to do, without preventing it's natural flow."
"you guys are so annoying." Dustin huffed. "You know that? You can claim it's your Concordance of Fealty all you want but I know your freaky thing is not normal for it." He groaned. "But sometimes I feel when you guys, like, shape it. Change it. What the kark is that about? If I'm not supposed to dam it, how do I change it and use it like you do?"
Both grinned "We're older. Master the basics, we must, before attempting the advanced, young one." The voice Steve used was croaky, an impression.
Dustin pulled a face. "Don't quote Grandmaster Yoda at me!"
Robin and Steve laughed, leaning on each other. Suddenly, Eddie felt as though he was intruding. Though they hadn't told him to leave, they were sharing about...about a relative, Eddie guessed. Someone near to them and their almost-dead culture.
"I can quote him all I want, I drank enough of his atrocious tea to deserve it!"
"he's dead. You're going to sit here and insult your dead great-grandmaster, the last Grandmaster of the Order?"
Steve got Dustin in a headlock "while we mourn their loss, and acknowledge the pain of their untimely and unjust passing, we celebrate their memory. Yoda, the old frog, is one with the Force, and while I can wish for his guidance, I can also make fun of his vile cookies I had to eat at lineage dinners all I want."
"pretty sure they were barely considered edible for near-humans" Robin adds. She caught Eddie's eye, and winked. "Who's up for actually edible tea? Dustin can practice his fine control and pour for us.
Both Dustin and Steve groaned. "The kid is gonna spill all over us for fun, Bobbin."
Concept post Dustin discovers they're jedi
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bombusbombus · 9 months
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Obsessed with the idea that of the batkids everyone has like. genius level intellect and extreme murder skills and powers and stuff. And then there's Dick Grayson whose main strengths are being bendy and having emotional intelligence. And the emotional intelligence thing frankly makes him OP among his family
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righteousruin · 2 years
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navree · 1 year
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if i had a nickel for every time a famous and influential batman story arc had both superman and jason todd playing a pivotal role, i'd have four nickels, which really isn't a lot but it is weird that it's happened four separate times over three decades
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unholy-boi · 1 year
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thinking about jpv azrael to adapertio by ghost. yeahhh this is so them. 
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spahhzy · 6 months
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Cinder was awoken from her warm slumber to see her two kids in front of her.
Knightfall kid 1: Mother, my brother and I have a request for dinner.
Cinder: Out with it then.
Knightfall kid 1: The delegation has come to a verdict...
Knightfall kid 1: We would like 'Oliver Garden' for dinner.
Cinder: Oliver Garden? What an audacious request.
Knightfall kid 1: We will also take McDonald's as a compensatory selection.
Cinder: Do you have the treasury for your demands?
Knightfall kid 1: Are you asking if I have McDonald's money?
Cinder: Perhaps...
Knightfall kid 1: Mother, please! My brother and I have been eternally faithful to this house. we will use your funds for the Olive Garden campaign!
Cinder: I expect you're aware of the leftover spaghetti in the frdige that your father made?
Knightfall kid 1: Yes. I am...now would also be a good time to mention that I got an A on my algebra test.
Cinder: How convenient...now tell me when did you received this A?
Knightfall kid 1: Last month.
Cinder: A month ago... you waited four whole weeks to tell me of this victory so you could leverage it for olive garden? Do you see me as cattle for you to milk whenever you grow thirsty?
Knightfall kid 1: You said we could choose what we wanted, and this is our decision (points to older brother)!
Cinder: Answer the question, child!
Cinder: Am I midas? Am I made of gold?
Knightfall kid 2: I will rake the leaves!
Knightfall kid 1 is stunned at her brothers interjection.
Knightfall kid 2: ...and I will vacuum all the floors...mother please hear our cries!
Cinder: Does she speak for you?
Knightfall kid 2: My sister was out of line. Yes, I wanted McDonald's, but her ambition convinced me to take up arms in her crusade.
Cinder: So you're both greedy...I have raised seagulls.
Knightfall kid 2: I am no seagull.
Cinder: Get the spaghetti out of the fridge.
Knightfall kid 2: Mother!
Knightfall kid 1: Liar!
Knightfall kid 2: Sister!
Knightfall kid 1: You wench. You will rue this day!
Cinder goes back to sleep, cuddling up next to her husband.
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msfcatlover · 25 days
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I have been thinking so much about Jean-Paul Valley in my Reverse!Robins AU. Specifically, how he’d react to Steph’s return.
Because, listen: here is a man who had his autonomy stripped from him. Had his identity stripped from him. By the cult his father secretly raised him to serve, while letting Jean-Paul think he was having a normal childhood (and he did. That is one of the things I like about JPV as a character; in the original “Azrael: Fallen Angel” & “Knightfall” stories, he had a perfectly normal childhood… aside from the hypnotic brainwashing implanted while he slept.) This guy who was tricked into murdering several people, when he never, ever wanted that.
He gets saved by the Bats. And they help him. They really, genuinely help him, and sure, Duke & Damian are still teenagers (JPV’s like… 20-22 at this point in my mind,) but they’re also his anchors to reality. Damian, who also was raised to be a weapon by someone he should’ve been able to trust. Damian, who has experience with cults & rebuilding your identity after losing everything. Damian, who’s basically JPV’s “Brainwashed Cult Assassins Anonymous” sponsor. Duke, who also had a normal childhood. Duke, who knows Gotham like only a kid who was raised in its heart can. Duke, who agrees that this whole situation is certifiably fucked, but never hesitates to help Jean-Paul potentially recover a lost memory or find a new one, because it’s not just about who Jean-Paul was before the cult of St Dumas got their hands on him, it’s about remembering that he’s a living human being right now.
They take him in. They save him. They help him save himself. Bruce offers to pay for him to go back to college, for fuck’s sake!
They gave him his life back.
Jean-Paul can never, ever repay them. They tell him they don’t need it, but he wants to and he can’t. He feels so selfish to take & take without giving back, but how do you pay someone back for all that?
So his couch is always open to them, whenever they want. He’ll be their ally, their friend, their confessor, their confidant, their homework editor if need be. And when newer batkids join, well, Jean-Paul would’ve done his best anyway, but the fact he’s entrusted with Duke & Damian’s apprentices is just. It’s something else. And it’s hardly a hardship—the kids are a delight. Obnoxious, sure, and messy, and pushy, and constantly interrupting, and sometimes they break his stuff, and always they eat all his food, but Jean-Paul has more civilian friends now, and they tell him that’s just what kids are like.
What matters is that he loves them. He loves them because Duke & Damian love them, and then he loves them for being them.
And then. Stephanie. Dies. (Because Jean-Paul is broken, he’s a sinner, he can never make up for what he’s done, what he is, and he can never have nice things. Because Steph was sunshine & rage & stubbornness, because she joked that “We blondes have to stick together!” Because no one was there for her when it mattered most. This has to be punishment, right? He got too close, and Steph paid the price.) (His therapist says he’s being irrational again, but it doesn’t feel irrational. They say they need to adjust his medications. Jean-Paul knows better than to trust himself, but he can trust in Bruce to make sure the therapist is safe, so Jean-Paul doesn’t fight it. He’s not happy, but he doesn’t fight it. Because if he starts hallucinating again, he knows it won’t just be his father hovering over him, demanding to know why Azrael refused to avenge them. So yeah, sure, adjust the meds if you think it’s needed—he doesn’t miss Steph that badly. Yet.)
And then. Steph. Comes. Back.
She’s not dead. She’s not dead, but she’s different, she’s so very, very different. Damian says she fights like she spent time with the LoA, that same cult that raised Damian which he’s told Jean-Paul so much about over the years. Training like that takes time, but it’s been 6yrs, and she’s back, risen & gifted back to them! And she’s killing, but Jean-Paul’s killed before, and he’s been kidnapped by a cult before, and he thinks he knows how this goes. Death Mask isn’t Azrael, but he thinks it’s close enough.
And. And. And. He can save her. Because he knows what to do now, after nearly a decade in recovery. He can make up for his sins, he can bring her home again, and maybe, finally, he’ll have finally managed to pay them all back! He can give Steph her self back to make up for—(“You didn’t kill Stephanie,” his therapist reminds him, “you never laid a finger on her. Remember? You didn’t hurt her. It’s not your fault.” But it feels like it is, it feels like it, he can’t shake the idea that he did)—and he can give the Bats their sister back to make up for all that they’ve given him over all this time! A life for a life, and yes! This feels right!
He cooks up scenarios, imagines Steph reaching out in a moment of lucidity, or showing up injured on his doorstep guided by muscle memory, or running into her on the street or in a cafe and the look of alarm & recognition in her eyes as she—like he did, still does occasionally—knows that she knows him but can’t remember. He imagines the conversations they could have, all the different variations, and knows that it will take time, but patience is a virtue and Jean-Paul’s gotten rather good at it. He can be her anchor.
He just needs to figure out how to start.
(And meanwhile, Steph’s on the other side of Gotham like, “Why are my ears burning, and why do I feel like I’m staring down a tsunami-level wave of second-hand embarrassment right now?”)
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sweetandglovelyart · 4 months
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I decided to try designing a Metadede child and a Taransusie child, this is Meta Knight and Dedede’s daughter Cintia and Taranza and Susie’s daughter Clover. Before anyone asks how they exist, my lore for them is that both of them are clones, but instead of being cloned from one person they’re cloned from a combination of two people. I have more backstory about them and explanations for their names under the cut.
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I wanted to give Cintia a moon-themed name (because of the moon theme in the final battle against Meta Knight and Dedede in Kirby Fighters 2), and I also wanted her to have a Spanish name because of Meta Knight’s accent in the anime. However, I didn’t want to call her Luna since she’s a princess and I didn’t want anyone to confuse her with the My Little Pony character Princess Luna. Cintia is the Spanish version of Cynthia, which means moon/is related to the moon goddess Artemis, so I called her that instead of Luna. The little gold and black design on her crown is supposed to be a crescent moon to further convey the moon theme. I feel like Meta Knight would call her by her full name most of the time but he might call her “mija” (“my daughter” in Spanish) or “pingüinita” (“little penguin” in Spanish) as a little affectionate nickname lmao, Dedede and most of the other characters would just call her Cindee.
For Clover, I wanted to give her a floral/plant themed name since she’s the princess of Floralia (in my AU of things Taranza becomes the king of Floralia after the events of Triple Deluxe, so that makes Clover a princess). Four leaf clovers are also symbols of good luck, and each leaf of a four leaf clover represents luck, faith, hope, and love, so I thought that it would be a nice meaningful name for her. Her full name is Clover Maxine Haltmann, she has Susie’s last name since Taranza doesn’t have one and her middle name is Maxine in honor of her grandfather Max.
Clover is the first one to be cloned, when Taranza and Susie are engaged and are preparing for their wedding. They go visit another planet to establish diplomatic relations between Floralia and the aliens on that planet, and after they mention that they’re getting married soon the aliens ask them if they’re planning to have kids. Taranza and Susie explain that they can’t have kids the usual way since they’re different species and that wouldn’t work, but the aliens are experts at cloning and have technology that allows them to clone children for couples who are different species. The aliens clone Clover as a wedding gift for Taranza and Susie, not realizing that the two of them saying that they couldn’t have kids didn’t necessarily mean that they wanted to have kids lmao… it all works out though, Taranza and Susie didn’t expect to get Clover but they’re still happy to have her and they return to Popstar with her. After seeing Clover, Dedede and Meta Knight decide that they want to have a kid, so they go visit the aliens and ask them to clone one for them, and that’s where Cindee comes from. I drew Cindee and Clover as little kids here so I could give them some outfits and convey their personalities a bit, but I’ll have to draw them again as babies.
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knightfall-4-life · 1 year
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Knightfall For Life 2
Jaune: *currently tied to a chair* Whatever you do to me, I’m not telling you anything!
Cinder: *caresses Jaune’s cheek* My, those certainly are some brave words. Fitting for a Huntsman of your stature.
Jaune: *glares at Cinder* What do you want?!
Cinder: Impatient, too? Surprising. What I want is information. Namely, the location of the Relic of Knowledge.
Jaune: And if I refuse to tell you?
Cinder: *chuckles* Then I predict you will have a lot of blood on your hands by this time tomorrow.
Jaune: You monster!
Cinder: *rolling her eyes* Haven’t heard that one before.
Jaune: You’re psychotic! No wonder your stepmother never loved you!
Cinder: *a frown replacing her coy smile* W-well, you-
Jaune: I see now why you were always alone as a kid. 
Cinder: I-I wasn’t always-
Jaune: Because you’re just a deranged lunatic who can’t even realize when she’s out of her depth.
Cinder:
Jaune:
Cinder: *sniffles*
Jaune: Oh, I’m so sorry, my love. Was that too much?
Cinder: *nods as she wipes away a tear slowly sliding down her face*
Jaune: I’m so sorry. Come here.
Cinder: *sits on Jaune’s lap before nuzzling into him*
Jaune: There, there. You’re not any of those things.
Cinder: *hugs Jaune tighter*
Jaune: You’re the most brilliant, wonderful, and most beautiful woman on Remnant. Nobody else comes close.
Cinder: *whispers into Jaune’s ear*
Jaune: You’re also the smartest! Not to mention an amazing mother and wife!
Cinder: *whispers some more into Jaune’s ear*
Jaune: And you're also the best cook on the planet!
Cinder: Do you mean it?
Jaune: Of course I do! In fact, the number three thing I look forward to after a successful mission is to eat your delicious and scrumptious dinner!
Cinder: What are the first two?
Jaune: Coming home to my beautiful wife and amazing daughter, of course!
Cinder: *blushes* Thank you.
Jaune: Feeling better?
Cinder: *nods*
Jaune: So, shall we go back to where we left off? Or do we start all over again?
Cinder: *gets up from Jaune’s lap before grabbing a nearby whip with a sly smile on her face* Let’s start all over again.
Jaune: *gulps*
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