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smallturtlebomb · 2 months

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More lore… How the Mad Dogz met TLND :3

There was a celebration going on in the Hidden City… Every year. Different clans will visit the underground city and participate in different activities and challenges. April soon found out about this event and decided to tell the turtles, Splinter, and Draxum. Soon they signed up the Hamato clan for the event and entered the area with different traditional Japanese clothing. There was also a barrier that made the undead members of different clans be alive for one day for this event so Karai was able to participate. The boys walked around the area while Karai soon bumped into somebody.

“Oh my apologies sir-“ She soon looked the person in the face, its was her old friend Kori. He had his usual spiky toothy grin on his face while looking at Karai.

“Well well well… isn’t it the traitor Karai. How was the Twilight realm?” Korii said with a smug smile while Karai glared at him.

The boys soon looked over at the two with confused faces. “Uhm gram-gram? Who’s this?” Raph asked while Korii looked at the four.

“This is… an old friend of mine..” Karai said as Korii soon interrupted her.

“I wouldn’t say friend. I’d say, enemy of the Hamato Clan.” Korii said with a chuckle, soon putting his hands hands his hips and judging the four. “And this is the future of the Hamato clan? They look.. puny and weak, just like you.” Korii teased.

“Hey don’t you disrescpt gram-gram like that!” Leo glared at Korii.

“Or what? What are you going to do with those toothpicks for arms?” Korii giggled while Karai made him back up.

“Calm down Korii. No need to bully some teens.” Karai said as Korii groaned.

“Ugh! You’re no fun. Still the same old Karai from four hundred years ago..” Korii said.

“But I have a question… why are we rivals exactly?” Mikey asked as Korii smirked.

“Oh this’ll be good..” Korii mumbled as he went up to Mikey.

“Well long ago, me and Karai were childhood friends. We were inseparable! Doing everything together. But one day i got a curse put on me to look like this.. and since yōkai weren’t respected by humans, Karai instantly became frightened of me and ran me out of the village, she even made some humans try to find me and defeat me. I struggled and struggled but i eventually made my own clan called the Nakaruma Clan and we would have many battles. We eventually stopped fighting but still remained enemies. Guess your gram-gram is not so pure-hearted as you think she is..” Korii said while faking a pout. Karai sighed.

“But I’ve changed Korii-.” Karai was once again interrupted. “ah pup pup! You’re many years too late. So are you signing up your future leaders for the battle?” Korii asked.

“Battle? What battle?” Donnie questioned.

“It’s where different leaders pick different members of their clan to fight other people from different clans so they can win first place in a competition. And I’ve already got my team picked out!” Kori said confidently.

“What are they? Annoying like you? Karai said, Korii had an annoyed smile.

“Now not really. I can show you though.” Korii soon whistled with his fingers. “Dolls! I need you over here!” He called out. What looked like two mutants and two yōkai came running down one of the hills. One of the yōkai turned into a giant panther and tackled Raph, trying to scare him. He screamed a bit before the panther began to laugh.

“That! That was priceless! Can’t believe a big guy like you was scared!” The panther said. They soon transformed back into their normal state which is a nekomata yōkai wearing a fire themed kimono She got off of Raph, putting her hands on her hips. The other three soon came down the hill. It was two sea turtles and a kitsune yōkai that stood next to the nekomata.

“Mari-Lynn.. can you maybe not do that again? You caused a scene.” One of the mutant sea turtles said. He was pretty tall and was wearing an ocean themed kimono.

“So what? You’re just killing the fun.” The nekomata said. “Scaring people is not fun.” The tall sea turtle mutant said. “Well you’re just too much of a wuss to have some fun.” The short mutant sea turtle said. “Can you three stop bickering? We got some company.” The kitsune said, hinting at the brothers

“Hamatos. I would like you to meet the future of the Nakaruma clan. The cat here is Mari-Lynn. Tall guy up here is Akira. Short girl down here is Mina. And grumpy pants is Rae.” Korii listed.

“So, are you guys signing up for the battle?” Mina asked.

“Well actually-“ Karai soon interrupted Raph. “Yes, they are.” She said. “Gram-Gram what are you-“ Leo was soon interrupted as well. “Boys, Korii has been non stop bothering and annoying me ever since we were kids. If you win this his charisma will die down. Plus all you have to do is defeat some nerds.” Karai said while the four nodded. “Alright. We’ll beat you in this battle.” Raph said. “Sure you will..” Mari-Lynn said confidently. “See you one the battle field turtles.” Mari-Lynn and her friends walked away to get ready for the battle .

Half an hour passed and it was time for the battle. The Mad Dogs and TLND were ready to fight. They went against different clan members before rising to the top to defeat each other. It was set in the order of Raph VS. Mari-Lynn, Donnie VS. Akira, Leo VS. Rae, and Mikey VS. Mina.

Mina used both of her Charkram to attack Mikey. Slashing at his face while Mikey dodged some of her attacks with his nunchucks but eventually got cornered, attacked, and kicked out of the battle.

Rae soon tried to slash Leo with her Tachi but Leo tripped her making her fall face first. Rae growled and slashed her Tachi against his ankles soon maki him fall to the ground. Rae got up from the floor and kicked him hard in the plastron, winning their section of the battle

Akira then went speed fast towards Donnie with his Kanabō, aiming for his head. The two kept on battling each other before Donnie struck Akira hard in the back with his Bo staff, winning the fight.

It was now Raph and Mari-Lynn’s turn. They were battling for a few minutes before a screen showed up above them. It was Big Mama and she did not looked pleased. “The turtley-boos? And the brat cat that ruined my hotel? No this won’t do!” Big Mama said as Raph looked at Mari-Lynn. “What did you do to the hotel exactly?” He asked with a suspicious expression. “I may or may not have trashed her hotel once.” Mari-Lynn crossed her arms, Raph’s expression turned into a shocked one.

Big Mama soon entered the arena, ready to fight the two. “Shit… ML get out of there!” Somebody yelled, it was her uncle Reggie. Of course Mari-Lynn didn’t listened and began to fight Big Mama. Raph soon joined in as well, trying to take her down. They kept failing to keep her down son Mari-Lynn looked over at Raph.

“Hey! Big red! It looks like we’re not gonna take her down unless we work together so… truce? For now at least?” Mari-Lynn said. She wasn’t used to making truces with the enemy but she decided to do it this time so she can stop fighting the pain in the ass which was Big Mama.

“Fine. Let’s beat this bozo.” Raph said. The both of them did different distractions so the other can land a hit on Big Mama. They both dashed towards her, aiming to kick her face. “Smashin! Dashin! Like a boss!” They both yelled, knocking Big Mama down with a hard kick. Big Mama fell to the floor, the both of them smiling. The crowd cheered for their victory.

“I didn’t know a Hamato can be that strong.” Mari-Lynn said, impressed with his skill. “And I didn’t know a Nakaruma was that fast.” Raph said, smirking at her.

Splinter and Reggie soon came rushing to the both of them. Reggie immediately pulled Mari-Lynn into a hug. “Goddammit Mari I was so worried! You could’ve gotten yourself killed..” Reggie said as Mari-Lynn patted his back. “Sorry tío..” She mumbled. Reggie let go of the hug and sighed.

“Good, now… ¡¿EN QUÉ ESTABAS PENSANDO?! ¡IR CORRIENDO A LUCHAR CONTRA MAMÁ! ¡¿ESTÁS LOCO?! OH, JURO POR DIOS QUE SI VUELVES A HACER ESTA MIERDA, TE CASTIGARÉ DURANTE MESES, JOVENCITA.” Reggie started to scold Mari-Lynn. Splinter soon did the same with Raph. The two kept scolding each other before Korii and Karai soon interrupted them.

“If we may intervene, you two work surprisingly good together. You two were basically in sync, knew all the weak spots to Big Mama-“ Korii soon cut Karai off. “And did some cool catchphrase.” Korii said while Karai nodded. “What we’re saying is that you two should work together. Even though me and Korii still hate each other, that probably shouldn’t stop you from being together.”

Raph was surprised by her words while Mari-Lynn smiled. “Well he was pretty good. I can see myself being buds with him. So wanna keep this ‘truce’?” Mari-Lynn asked, sticking out her hand for Raph to shake. “Sure.” Raph nodded, shaking her hand. The others heard the news too, surprised but they eventually started to talk to each other. Both groups then kept hanging out and talking for the rest of the event until it was time to head home. All eight of them surprisingly enjoyed the others company and went home, hoping to hang out and fight bad guys together again.

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fish-at-fish-fish-resort · 4 months

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holds out hands . may i hear your oc lore

since this is a sequel to this unanswered ask from my main

ill give you my agents (and 2 related ocs) bc giving you all the ocs in one post will be really hard i have SO MANY. too many. ANYWAY sillies under cut!!!

lets start with 3 because thats where the timeline starts

heres a p old timeline drawing thingy that still holds up i think

yeah just read through it. holds up. three is mostly the target of self projection lmao.

smore fun facts ab them:

they were team callie in the s1 final fest

they are wildly competitive

they sleep with an eyemask on bc the scrred eye glows in the dark (it bothers eight)

they value abilities over looks on gear so most their outfits are atrocious unless someone forces them to look good.

they can speak octarian

if they had a penny for every time they let an octarian who just got to inkopilis live with them theyd have two pennies. which isnt a lot but its weird it happened twice right?

which brings us to the next one which is actually an octoling oc i made back in like 2016??? def splatoon 1 era. shes been redesigned a bajillion times but the story is mostly the same. after the octavio fight she is also one of those octos who tried to get to inkopolis. this one was found by three who was like. i jave no idea what ur saying ur coming with the the old man totes knows octarian from his divorce. this n that and they teach eachother language and culture and its sweet and cool and they probabyl had some wlw stuff going on until 3 had a wholeass gender crisis

this is her btw. the drawing on the right is more up to date. im still thinking of renaming her. ill never find a name that fits. her original name was marianna but thats too close to marina!!!!!

shes also a fashion designer! she likes to use traditional octarian or military designs in her clothes. her pieces are not meant for turf wars though. shes still in close contact with three, and they hang out a lot. she wants to get three to ask the squid sisters if they could wear some of her clothes on a splatfest. three forgets.

next up!!!!! agent 4. i have two of those. they independently became agent 4 and then unrelatedly also became college roommates.

hash is more of a canon adjacent agent 4. poser, loser, really dramatic and really loud. kidna does whatever they want and also likes to leave graffitti on the kettles they clear. theyre also an only child. they also call marie mom jsut to annoy her. also their hairstyle is the bob in the front but the back is spiky/shaved. theyre a silly lil punk.

ikarus is a cynical asshole. and also a self centered poser whos set on looking cool for whoevers watching. he has 2 younger siblings and 1 older sister. hes from outside greater inkopolis, thinks hes better than the in city inkopolitans but behaves the exact same. he sucks i love him. he really looks up to n respects marie bc she reminds him of his elder sister. his fav brand is toni kensa

ikarus got the agent job first, n got rlly mad when they found out that theres another agent 4 bc he didnt show up enough nd marie just hired someone else. they share a uniform. they try to annoy eachother by puttinf the weirdest smelling stuff in the uniform b4 leaving it at the canyon. when talking ab em as agent 4 i like to use #4 for hash and n°4 for ikarus

the two also have a 3rd roommate

she doesnt have a name though. and if she does i forgot it :(

the three actually make a pretty good unit in their apartement. hash and ikarus only find out theyre both agent 4 when its time for the boss fight and both of them show up to get it done with. theyre both very competitive. they end up fighting over it and hash wins. ikarus is on the truck w sheldon and marie and is yelling insults at the battlefield until marie shuts him up so she can sing.

thw three roommates also always do salmon run shifts together. if they fuck up on a wave they always blame it on the one freelancer. yes they also kiss.

for eight i actually made this ref here recently!

theyve always been really fascinated with inklings and also were going to become an engineer before running off and landing in the metro.

they are very well spoken but also pretty shy. they try to make a good impression on people. finds it hard to trust others.

it took a while until he got used to sleeping in a bed. still sleeps with an eye open sometimes. its a habit.

theyre usualyl the one forcing three into at least okay looking clothes. oh also this tall loser likes to wear heels n platforms. hes literally taller than marina and still wears heels.

he actually started learning inklish back in octo valley from really outdated books. after coming to inkopolis hes been given a buncha annotated language books from marina (and from three, who still had the ones they used w the other octo girlie). but they still end up using some really old phrases and words that kinda leave some people perplexed.

oh also they're not THAT good at fighting (they were never a soldier) theyre smart and persistent though. still ended up severely in debt w pearl bc of the metro. pearl offered he can just work as stage crew for off the hook for a few tours or so and theyre good. he took the offer immediately bc bro barely got income to repay that all normally.

#whew that was barely organized but ummm yayyyy thats them!!!!#i have WAY more ocs but these are the agentssss #keep asks coming!!!!!#agent 4 #agent 3 #agent 8 #ikarus #hash #eight #three #splatoon agent ocs #splatoon agents #new squidbeak splatoon #splatoon oc #splatoon #fin scratching

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whileiamdying · 6 months

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Farewell

TINA TURNER

The Queen of Rock 'n' Roll was a fiery talent with a voice and style all her own

Tina Turner was blessed with a mix of thunder and fury. Born Anna Mae Bullock and raised in rural Nutbush, Tennessee, the "Queen of Rock'n' Roll" had the biggest voice in her church choir, which helped her burst into the lime-light in the 1960s thanks to the collaboration with then husband Ike Turner. Their Ike & Tina Turner Revue released songs like "River Deep-Mountain High, Nutbush City Limits and Proud Mary, which quickly became classics. But Turner suffered from years of abuse at Ike's hands. After they divorced in 1976, she had trouble landing gigs, and her label, Capitol Records, dropped her. David Bowie, though, knew there was something special about Turner. In 1983 he insisted that some of the label's representatives attend one of her shows and she was signed back up.

Bowie's faith in Turner's abilities was not mis-placed. Her 1984 album, Private Dancer, featured such chart-topping hits as What's Love Got to Do With It?, which spent 28 weeks on the Billboard chart, including three at No. 1. That record earned Turner three Grammy Awards, including Record of the Year, Song of the Year and Best Female Pop Vocal Performance. Her 1991 greatest hits album, Simply the Best, went platinum.

Despite her talent — she would go on to create 10 studio albums —Turner, who died on May 24 at age 83, was modest about her abilities. "I always felt that my show was second-class, because I'm not a star like Barbra Streisand or Maria Callas," she told Oprah. “I’ve never had that attitude." Yet she was a true star, and with her powerful lungs, long legs and crowns of spiky wigs, Turner became a staple of MTV and sold more than 100 million records.

#Tina Turner #Anna Mae Bullock #Time Magazine #The Year in Review

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welldonebeca · 2 years

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The Wolf Way (V)

WC: 1.1k Warnings: Tension. Crack. Fluff.

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Dean woke up to the sound of his own snore, squeezing whichever girl he'd been holding and hiding his face in her neck, grunting at the way her hair rubbed on his nose.

"Dittie,” he mumbled, recognising the spiky hair.

"Yes, baby?" her voice came from behind him.

He jumped, confused at the answer, and his eyes widened when not only Dittie, but Thea too, were standing in the room.

If both the girls were there, who the hell was he cuddling with?

"Dude!" Sam pushed him away, detangling himself from his arms. "What the hell?"

He blushed, and their Omegas just looked at them with confusion.

"Why were you cuddling me?" he shot to Sam.

"Me? You had me in a death grip!"

"Rufus does that with Bobby," Thea remarked. "Remember when the doctors saw him in the womb just holding his arm? It was so adorable!"

"Right?!" Dittie exclaimed. "Just like their fathers."

Dean nearly jumped out of his skin.

"What?! No!" he sat up. "I thought he was you!"

They didn't even care, giggling and walking away, and Dean blinked a couple of times, confused.

How were they even up like that?! They'd just given birth!

He stood up, rushing after them, and could hear Sam doing the same, surprised to see the babies and the toddlers outside, with some of their grandmothers watching out for them.

Cris - who he supposed was the girls' biological mother, considering how similar they were - was holding one of the babies and had the other sleeping in a stroller, and was showing the girl to Rufus, while Bobby and Mary chased one another.

Aside from them and the three grandmothers, however, the house was just empty.

"Ares was just like that with Asteria," she spoke as Thea sat by her side, smiling at Rufus, though looking a little sad. "He was so sad when he couldn't see her when she got the pox. The poor boy..."

Athena watched her mother's face silently. Though they had never had that conversation, he knew it couldn’t have been easy to lose as many siblings as they had lost.

"And then Aurora came," Tina remarked, walking to them. "And he was overly protective of her. He cried and cried when we said he couldn't come with us when she was getting vaccinated for the pox because he wanted to see it happening."

"You got good mates," Cris caressed the baby's face, and his daughter whined. "Good genes."

Rufus perked up, happy and proud.

"Good genes," he parroted.

They had heard those words so many times in this trip that Dean wasn’t surprised the pups were repeating it.

Tina snorted, caressing his hair, and then looked at Thea.

"Watch out for this one when it's time for Samantha to find a partner," she instructed with a teasing smile. "If he's anything like Ares, she is going to have a really hard time."

Before his wife could react, Samantha whined more, crying softly.

"Alright," Thea reached for her, smiling. "She is hungry and small. No partners to defend yet, just hunger."

Her mother just gave their daughter to her mother, and then checked on Deanna, who was just dozing off.

"Dittie?" Cris looked around.

Dean looked away, and found his girlfriend grabbing Mary, who'd just hugged her leg, spreading big kisses all over her face.

"Yes, Mama?" she held their daughter up.

"Don't you think you should feed Deanna?" Tina tickled the baby's food. "It's been enough time."

Dittie gave Mary one last loud and sloppy kiss before putting her down, and Deanna was already crying from being tickled awake.

"Hi, baby," she sat down by her mother's side. "Did grandma wake you up?"

Dean blinked, completely confused.

"What are you doing?" he asked, shocked.

All mothers - including their kids' mothers - looked at him with puzzled faces.

"You two just gave birth!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing up, carrying the pups all around like that?"

All of them looked at him like he was crazy.

"Yes, and?" Tina asked.

"They should be resting," Sam explained by his side.

Dean only blinked, completely stunned.

"It's in our nature," Thea explained to them. "We just heal up very fast, especially after giving birth. Bunnies usually have a lot of kids to take care of, you can't spend over a day in bed after giving birth to one kid when you have another six waiting for you to parent them."

He frowned, even more confused.

"But you were on bed rest for weeks with the first kids!" he argued.

The twins shrugged, identically nonchalant.

"It wasn't like we had anything else to do," Dittie remarked, watching as Deanna sucked on her swollen breast. "And you two didn't let us up. We didn't want to fight you off."

"And we had some very good naps back then," Thea smirked.

Dean flushed.

Alright, maybe they had been overprotective with them back then. They were so high alpha, trying to impress the girls, and they just obeyed them without question anytime they told them to rest and leave the Alphas to work for them.

The bunnies just laughed all together, and Tina turned to the girls as they patted the babies on the back to burp them.

"Speaking of that," she told them. "Can you go to the farmer's market for us? We'll watch the kids for you, Calire is in the kitchen, she'll stay with us too."

The twins turned to them, frowning.

"What, now?" Dittie asked.

"The babies are done eating, the triplets are playing," Tina listed. "And you four have nothing else to do this afternoon. It's chore hours."

The twins whined, and Dean had to hold back his own laugh at their attitude.

"But mama," Thea protested.

"Oh, don't be lazy," Cris rolled her eyes. "It's literally a farmer's market visit, you're not cleaning, you're not planting anything..."

"And you can take the Alphas with you," Tina added. "Show the other families the great Alphas that our girls snagged for themselves."

"Oh, the Ramirez Omegas are going to be so jealous," Cris took a hand to her heart. "They were all rubbing on everyone's face how their daughter got a fox as an Alpha."

"And we got two wolves!" Tina squeaked.

Dean chuckled.

"We wolves used to hunt foxes," he remarked.

The mothers giggled, and his bunnies just rolled their eyes.

"Don't," Dittie stood up. "Or they'll drag you into that stupid competition they have with the rest of the neighbourhood."

"We are the biggest family," Thea scoffed.

"With the most kids," Tina added, proud. "And the biggest fields."

"Come on," Thea groaned. "Before they start listing how much better we are from the other families."

He laughed, but they didn’t look very happy.

"Well, we are the only ones with three doctors in the family," Tina called out for them.

"Come on," Dittie grabbed Dean's hand. "Let's go."

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doorsenthusiast · 5 months

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My Light will Guide You - Chapter 3

One of your least favorite parts about traveling through out the Hotel was the fact that you could encounter dark rooms. They were such a contrast to the rooms filled with light, the ones that ensured an aura of safety.

And the worst part was when you were unlucky enough to encounter a dark room without a light source.

"Oh shit," you opened the next door only to be hit with a wave of darkness. Yeah, you had died three times already, but that didn't mean you were going to get used to this anytime soon. With a gulp, you mustered the tiny pea-sized courage you had and walked into the room. Fuck.

There were no windows in this room meaning everything was pitch black. Lord, smite you now.

Your hands stretched out, trying to find the wall of the room to use as a guide. You ran into a cabinet and hit your knee.

"Ouch!" immediately, you grabbed your injured leg and jumped in-place a few times. Oh no, you needed to get out now. Fear was sinking in, and who knows what could jump out at you any second? But no matter how much you walked, it seemed like the room was infinite. Did the Hotel have a chance to spawn a horrendously long corridor room in the dark? If so, you wanted to fist fight the creator of it.

Ever since you could remember, you've been afraid of the dark. Running up the stairs after turning off the lights, thinking Bloody Mary would kill you if you went into the bathroom with the lights off, heck, you couldn't even sleep without a night-light.

Yeah, you wanted to piss your pants.

Tears pricked at your eyes as you let out a whimper. "Please, please, please, please, please..." you muttered to yourself, "...please I don't want to die again, oh god, oh no.."

Psst!

You froze.

What was that?

Cautiously turning around, you were met with the sight of two eyes and a black spiky looking thing on your shoulder. You let out a blood-curling scream. The creature screamed too, then scurrying off and disappearing to who-knows-where.

You were about to shit your pants to say the least.

That's it. You had enough.

You slumped against the wall, looking down at the floor and trying to catch your breath. What the fuck was that? Why did it scream when you screamed? Could you be in a worser situation?

Whoever put you in this Hotel must've been the devil himself.

Tears pricked at your eyes. You curled up with your knees tucked in front of you, trying to rock yourself back and forth in a soothing manner. Only the sight of pitch black surrounded you. Anxiety, paranoia, fear of the unknown. Help help help help oh god please please help me help me help me help m

A light.

A light?

You looked up, tears fresh on your cheeks. A... blue light. And all of a sudden, the room lit up in an incredibly pretty, light blue color. Wait, you had seen this color before. Wasn't it the same one you saw in the void? Was it helping you again?

Hesitantly, you picked yourself up, stumbling in the process, but you leaned on the wall for support. Slowly, you shimmied your way closer and closer to the light. It seemed to be calling out to you, taking your hand and leading you through the dark room. There was something about this... light that seemed so familiar. But this was only your second time seeing it.

When you got close enough to the door at the end of the corridor, you finally were able to read the number on it:

Your eyes glanced down to the light. Now that you were close enough, you noticed there was a soft, shimmering sound. It was sparkly. You saw blue sparkles flying around the door, they disappeared like fireflies every time you caught one.

Finally, you grabbed the door handle and turned it.

Fear was extinguished by the white light that hit you. Thank goodness.

When you turned around, the blue light was gone. You reached up to wipe your eyes, but your tears had disappeared as well.

#doors #doors fanfic #doors guiding light #guiding light doors #yuh oh #fuck it we ball #lygophobia #i hate the dark irl sm LOL #but more so in doors tbh

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mochinek0 · 3 years

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Not My Type

Lila walked into school with a smile on her face. She had planned this day out to the tee. She would let Marinette have her false sense of security. She had been spreading seeds of doubt for over three years now. She knew the class would find it suspicious, but it wouldn't matter. Lila wouldn't tell anyone, anything about Marinette, today. She had bought a new dress and shoes for the occasion. She had to look her best after all. By the end of the day, she would be dating Adrien Agreste.

As their teacher allowed them to gather up their belongings before the final, Lila stood up and walked in front of Adrien's seat.

"Adrien, we've known each other and worked together for a couple years now. Will you go on a date with me?" Lila asked, playing up the innocent act.

Adrien stared at her in shocked, before finding his voice, "I'm sorry, Lila, but I don't want to date you."

'He...He said no!'

"Why?" Lila screamed, making the class jump back.

"I'm sorry, but you're just not my type." he replied

"How am I not your type?" Lila shouted, "I'm famous, a model, I'm beautiful, exotic-"

"So?" Adrien shrugged.

"So!" the Italian fumed.

"You don't look anything like the people I fantasize about." the young Agreste responded.

"What do you mean?" asked Kim.

"Yeah, Bro?" spoke Nino, "You've never really shared what kind of person you like."

"My first ever crush was on Ladybug." Adrien smiled.

No one noticed Lila's soured face.

"You told me that a girl didn't have to be super to get my attention, when we first met, but I was head over heels for her." he spoke, facing the class, "I thought she was amazing! Yeah, she's a hero, but she's smart and can outwit Hawkmoth. She called him out her first day as a hero and I just thought, 'Wow! She's the kind of girl that I want to marry'!"

Lila clenched her fist, in anger.

It was always Ladybug who got in her way.

"The first girl I ever dated was Kagami. She's determined, fierce, a fighter. She's smart an calculating, but we were too much alike so we ended things." Adrien continued, "The next girl I had a crush on was Marinette. She's also smart, fierce in her own way, kind clumsy, but in a cute way."

"Hey!" Mari shouted, drowned out by the girls squeals.

"But, I took too long and she's dating someone else. Apparently, she's into guys with green eyes; that's her type." Adrien smirked.

Marinette stuck her tongue out at him.

"What?" shouted Alya.

"Since when?" asked Alix.

"Like a year ago." Marinette shrugged, "Adrien and I still hang out. I told him I understood if he wanted space and that I knew what he was feeling. It was then that I told him that I had feelings for him before, but he was happy with Kagami so I moved on. It was hard, but I didn't want to be uncomfortable around him or them. They're both my friends and I knew that we would all hang out at some point."

"I think I avoided you for a month and it took like six to get over you." Adrien admitted.

Marinette smiled sadly and nodded, understanding.

"Do you see a pattern, Lila?" he questioned.

Lila frowned, feeling everyone's stare on her.

Taking it as a 'NO', Adrien responded, "They all have ebony-blue hair and exotic eyes. I just have a type. It's nothing against you as a person, but dark, short hair and pretty eyes, get me every time."

'I can do that!'

"It won't matter if you color your hair or get contacts, I know it's not the real you." he spoke, as if reading her thoughts, "They all have a look, but I also look at their personality. They're kind, giving, strong, helpful, smart, determined."

"Hey, Lila is all those things!" Mylene shouted.

"But can she kick ass?" Adrien questioned.

"What?" everyone asked.

Their attention was disrupted from the question when someone knocked on the door.

"Angel." A boy with spiky black hair and tan skin spoke out.

"Sunshine!" the boy with black hair, beside him, cried out.

"Damian!" Marinette shouted, running over to the boy with tan skin and kissing him.

"Jon!" Adrien yelled out.

They class were shocked when Adrien jumped into the other boy's arms and kissed him.

Rose squealed in joy, as Juleka, Nathaniel, and Alix shot him thumb ups.

Their excitement was short lived when Lila screamed, "You're dating a guy?"

Adrien turned to face Lila and everyone saw that the mysterious 'Jon' did indeed have ebony-blue hair and blue eyes, behind his glasses. In fact, he could probably pass as Marinette's long-lost sibling.

Adrien smiled as he replied, "I told you I have a type."

"And he can kick ass?" Kim asked, skeptically.

Adrien nodded, "He's really strong. You should see him when he lifts."

"How much weight?" asked Alix.

"I toss between forty to 200 pounds." Jon answered.

"I can lift 250." Kim announced, smiling with pride.

"Well, lifting is easy, but tossing bales is harder." Jon replied.

"Bales?" Kim questioned.

"Of hay." Jon spoke.

"It's like watching Mari lift." Adrien stated.

"Don't make me toss you." Marinette commented.

"Mari?" questioned Nathaniel.

"Have you seen her lift flour sacks?" Adrien asked, "You don't expect it, but you also can't look away."

"Gorgeous." Damian smirked, "Ready for our special weekend?"

Marinette smiled up at the boy with tan skin. They all noticed his green eyes, shimmering back at her. Wordlessly, he intertwined his fingers in hers and led her out of the room. It was obvious the two cared for one another.

"It was nice meeting you all." Jon interrupted the class' train of thought, "I'd like to stay and chat, but Damian's our ride."

"Shoot!" Adrien cried, rushing to grab his and Marinette's stuff.

"You know how Mari looses her head when it comes to Damian." Jon teased as he took Adrien's hand.

Lila was rooted to the floor. Everything was wasted. Her plan had failed. Adrien, apparently, had been able to keep the fact that he was dating, a secret.

Lila felt people patting her shoulder and calmly whispering 'sorry' to her. She clenched her fists and grabbed her bag. As she rushed out of the room, she could hear the other talk excitedly about their friends' new romances.

By the time Lila made it home, she realized she never stood a chance. She knew that now. She never thought that Adrien would have turned to men to get what he wanted. It was a blow to her ego that she wasn't 'exotic' enough for him. She wasn't sure if she could recover from this. She had always been desirable.

Lila stared at her reflection and looked over her features. According to Adrien, her hair was too long. It was also the wrong color. She couldn't color it. Her eyes seemed exotic enough. She could always dye her hair and use contacts, but she'd just look like the goody-two shoes she hated and come off as desperate. Lila glared at her reflection. It pissed her off to no end. She knew she was beautiful; she just wasn't beautiful to Adrien.

She turned to her laptop and immediately began to delete anything and everything she had saved on Adrien Agreste. She grabbed all the magazines and the Gabriel fox necklace and threw them in a garbage bag. She proceeded to block Gabriel and Natalie's numbers. Once everything was gone, she pulled her laptop onto her lap and looked up 'eligible bachelors in the world'. Many of them were older. She spotted an article about a billionaire's son and immediately clicked on it.

As soon as she clicked on it, a picture of Marinette Dupain-Cheng popped up. She was on the arm of the boy that had picked her up with Adrien's boyfriend. Lila screamed.

'How did she get the life I deserve?'

Lila tried to think of how she could spin this. She couldn't lie, everyone had seen them together. Even if she had said they were together in the past, the whole class had seen her ask Adrien out. She couldn't pull the 'childhood sweetheart' card. She had to lay low for awhile. Maybe say she was dating Prince Ali in the future.

Lila trudged to school on Monday. She could feel the sympathetic looks, the looks of pity, as she took her seat in class. She hated those stares.

Marinette and Adrien walked into class happily. There was no way she could feign she heard Marinette broke up with her face smiling.

"How was your weekend?" asked Alix.

"Oh. It-It was nice." Marinette mumbled out, not expecting anyone to ask.

"We went to Damian's beach house in Venice." Adrien declared, "We played on the beach, tanned, ate seafood. It was heaven."

"Having seafood at the beach was great. It seemed a lot fresher. I hope we can do it again." Marinette agreed.

"Damian is lucky to have you as his future wife." Adrien announced, getting the class' undivided attention.

"We're not even engaged." Marinette replied, shoving Adrien playfully.

"Mari, you were his wife this weekend. Hell, you were a mother to me and Jon. He'd be stupid to ever leave you." Adrien commented.

"What about you and Jon, huh?" Mari teased back.

"What about us?" he questioned.

"I saw the goo-goo eyes all weekend from you two. You guys are in the honeymoon state. It's cute." she cooed.

"Says the girl who needs to prepare for a honeymoon." Adrien threw back in her face.

"We're not engaged!" Marinette shouted.

"Whatever you say, Mari." Adrien answered, getting the things out of his bag.

"I'll prove it!" the designer declared.

"Oh, yeah?" he asked, "How?"

Marinette pulled out her phone and smirked. She showed him Damian and pressed the call button, putting him on speaker.

"Angel?" Damian's voice range out, "Are you not suppose to be in class?"

"Yes. Um, Adrien made a comment on something and I'd like your opinion." she stated.

"Very well." Damian spoke.

"He said I was like a mother to him and Jon." Marinette replied.

"That is one way to take it." Damian expressed, "You did put them in their places when they deserved it."

"Hey!" Adrien and Jon cried out, making Mari giggle.

"Was that all?" Damian questioned.

"No. Um....Adrien..." Marinette couldn't continue.

'Why didn't I text him?'

"Do I need to come back? Jon, you better call your boyfriend and prepare him for combat." Damian shouted.

"No!" They all shouted.

"Habibiti?" Damian's voice rang out.

"Adrien....called me...your ...wife?" Marinette spoke, biting her lip.

Damian said nothing. Marinette turned to Adrien and glared at him. He could Damian's silence hurt her deeply, until Jon's voice rang through the speaker.

"Damian's face is red." Jon sang.

"Jon!" the Wayne heir shouted, before taking a deep breath, "Habibiti?"

"Yes?" Marinette answered, hesitantly.

"Do you want to be my wife?" Damian asked.

She gasped, "Are-Are you-"

"I would have to get a ring once I land. I don't know how long it would take to refuel the jet, but I could be there next week." the Wayne heir declared, making a list of things to do.

Marinette turned red.

'Did he just propose?'

"You broke her." the Agreste hair laughed.

"How?" Damian asked.

"I merely teased her about being your future wife. I don't think she planned on you proposing, especially over the phone." Adrien chuckled.

Marinette buried her hands in her face.

"Aww, her ears are red." Adrien teased, "I think she likes the idea of being your wife."

"Adrien, give me my phone." Marinette spoke, calmly.

"I think you're suppose to say, 'Adrien, thank you for getting my ass engaged'." he laughed.

"I have not engaged her rear." Damian stated.

"Damian, shut up!" she shouted, grabbing the phone and hanging up the call.

"Shit!" Adrien swore, "Mari I'm sorry!"

Marinette glared at him.

'Uh oh!'

The class was startled to see Marinette drop to the floor so quickly and sweep Adrien's feet out from under him. With another well placed glare, she left the class. Adrien pulled out his phone and placed a call.

"Nat, I'm gonna need the biggest apology basket you can find. I just pissed off Marinette Wayne." Adrien mumbled.

"Shut up, Agreste!" she shouted from the corridor.

"Second biggest." he chuckled, before rushing out of the room, "Mari! I'm sorry!"

The class burst into laughter, as Lila sulked in her seat. She had done some research into the Waynes and she wasn't about to get him, either. Lila glared at the picture on her phone. It seemed he had a penchant for people with black hair and blue eyes, as well.

She huffed and put her phone away. She wasn't his type either.

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torchwood-99 · 2 years

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Edith and Mary’s relationship in the film

I've never pretended to like Mary in the series (except for a bit in two and three) but she's grown enough in the films that I quite like her in them. Especially in her relationship with Edith, which was understated but quite lovely in this film.

So Henry isn't around, and Mary gets a message saying he won't be back when he said. There's also a bit where she mentions about how 'the last time he wrote, he was in xyz', which suggests to me there are long stretches of him not being around and going all about the place. She says he loves cars and racing and danger, and her, she thinks.

She says the latter bit to Edith after she gets a message saying that Henry won't be back, and Mary goes to call the film producer. Edith says she will keep her company, and asks about Henry. It's obvious that Edith is checking in, and considering the context of their relationships, and especially how their early squabbles so often revolved or were affected by their love lives, that Edith was just checking in with her sister was so nice and a good sign of how far they have come.

It’s not fussy or cloying the way she does it, nor is it snide or pointed. The two just talk about it frankly, and do so naturally.

They also meet the director/producer together, and at the end of the meeting Edith is the one who brings up the length time they will be filming and what he will pay, so it felt like she was assisting Mary there and helping her handle the business.

So Mary sharing her love life and business quite casually with Edith, not bad for the two of them.

There are still some playful jabs between them, of course. Cora says how happy she is Edith is doing something with her brain again when Edith gets back into writing, and Mary asks if it's still there. And when they get back and find Mary is doing voice work, Edith asks if she's any good. But it's sisterly sniping, with a generally warm relationship underneath it all.

When they get back, Edith is also the one to pick up on Mary and the film maker's chemistry, and asks Mary about it. Again, this could have been the sort of thing Mary would have gotten very defensive about, or Edith would have jabbed her about, and instead Edith asks curiously without real judgement, (more 'wink wink, nudge nudge, isn't he handsome you naughty girl), which Mary reciprocates.

These sort of chats are the type of thing they would have been vicious about once upon a time, and now they are comfortable talking about them.

The absolute best bit between them, no words are spoken. It is (BIG SPOILER) Violet's death scene, where Edith is crying and Mary wraps her arm around her and brings her in, so Edith is crying on her shoulder. That final funeral sequence reminded me strongly of Patrick's funeral, and that was when we got the first hint of their rivalry, where Mary scolds Edith for crying. So seeing Mary now consoling Edith, and doing so not just instinctively, but protectively, as a proper big sister, was very moving.

It makes me think back to Edith's lovely speech to Mary in the series six finale, where she comes back to Mary's wedding, and says they need to do better because at some point, they may be the only people who remember their youth and the people in it. And the series ends with the two resolving to do better, the first film sees them being cordial with a little bit of fondness and spikiness, but this film I really felt them as sisters. And there is this thought that they know, more than anyone else, just how awful they can be. They have seen and felt the worst of each other in a way that no one else can. And if, after that, they can still find room for love and friendship, then there is some real security there.

#Downton Abbey #Downton Abbey a New Era #spoilers #Edith Crawley #Mary Crawley

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scarlet-streak-fanfics · 2 years

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[Untitled] Alternate Ending, Pt. 2 (2.1k Words)

Hello! I’m here to deliver more angst with a part two to yesterday’s ask from @lazy-nutella, which I’ll link here! This one isn’t as dark, but we’re still in angsty whump territory. I hope you enjoy it!

Not hearing from Sherlock for 24 hours was common. William knew that the detective was busy and had grown used to waiting. Plus, he was still in Durham–as much as he’d have liked a surprise visit from his most important friend, he never expected them. That’s what made them fun. When the silence reached 48 hours, however, he started to get nervous. Still, he chalked it up to Sherlock being practical–after all, they’d be in the same city the next day. On the third day with no messages or visits from the detective despite William being back in London, the Lord of Crime begins to panic.

He tries to reason with himself that maybe Sherlock got caught up in a particularly difficult case. If that’s true, he probably needs advice, and William should just drop by 221b Baker Street to check. He takes a carriage there, foot bouncing anxiously the whole way. When Ms. Hudson opens the door with a blotchy face and tears in her eyes, his blood runs cold.

“Sherlock has been missing for three days, the bloody idiot. I was just about to send a telegram to see if you knew where he was before we called the Yard, my lord.” William walks past her wordlessly, climbing the stairs to the flat where he’s greeted by a very disheveled John sitting on the couch, head in his hands. “I suppose you have no news either, Doctor Watson?”

He’s proud of himself for schooling the emotion in his voice to one of polite concern instead of allowing the growing fear in him to bleed out. The doctor looks up and shakes his head. “No note, nothing out of the ordinary in the apartment either. Wiggins said one of the Irregulars spotted him leaving the flat, but they didn’t follow. I was out with Mary at the time, and he wasn’t here when I came back. I just thought he’d gone to a bar, I didn’t know he’d…”

His head falls back into his hands, and William crouches in front of the distraught man, still fighting to keep his tone even. “Doctor, I need you to give me all the information you have, no matter how inconsequential. Did he have any visitors, did he seem in a strange mood when he left, had he been working on a particular dangerous case, anything.”

“We’d been between cases at the moment,” William allows himself only a moment of relief at those words–Sherlock had put away enough criminals to have quite the hefty target on his back. Just because he wasn’t an active threat to anyone didn’t mean he was safe from revenge plots. “Wiggins mentioned that Mycroft had stopped by. Apparently, he left in a rather foul mood, and Sherlock left soon after.”

The momentary spark of relief flares into a blaze of barely contained rage. William stands up stiffly, his face a mask of calm. “I see. I’ll do my best to use my connections to start the search for him. Contact the Yard immediately, and tell them what you just told me.”

He doesn’t give John time to argue or ask questions, turning on his heel and stalking out of the apartment. Once outside, he walks down the street until he reaches an alleyway occupied by an old woman, hunched over and huddled in a ragged cloak. “Please inform my brother that I’ll be paying a visit to Mycroft Holmes tonight–I’d prefer he not be present for it, if possible. He’s rather fond of the man, after all.”

The woman pulls back her hood, revealing the spiky black hair and youthful features of Fred Porlock. “Bad news?”

“I’m not sure. However, I expect that this evening’s meeting will be… illuminating.” The young man knows better than to poke at William when he’s in this mood. He simply pulls his hood back up and shuffles out of the alleyway. William gives him time to get a good distance away before beginning the walk to where Mycroft’s office is located. Nobody questions his presence–his brother works there from time to time, and William and Louis have made a point of stopping by to see Albert often enough to establish a sense of normalcy with their visits. He sits on the couch outside of Mycroft’s office, smiling and murmuring pleasantries at the people who pass him. He knows from Albert that Mycroft has a tendency to work late, often staying past when everyone else has gone home for the evening.

That’s why he feels confident enough to press the hidden blade in his walking stick to the director’s neck when the older Holmes brother finally leaves his office. “What did you do to Sherlock?”

All the color drains out of Mycroft’s face as he slowly closes the door behind him, seeming more distressed by the nobleman’s words than the knife being held to his neck. “You mean he wasn’t with you?”

“I’ve been in Durham teaching for the past few days and hadn’t heard from him. When I returned to London, I was told that he’s been missing for three days, and you were his last visitor.” William reluctantly lowers his blade, the genuine panic, surprise, and fear in Mycroft’s face mollifying his suspicions, if only for the moment. The dark haired man sinks to the floor, back against the door and head in his hands. “Oh god.”

“You have information, then.” Mycroft doesn’t bother to look up. “We had an argument about his career. Nothing out of the ordinary. I just don’t want to see him flounder financially once Scotland Yard cases dry up. He’s too proud to allow me pay his rent, so the most I’m able to do is push him to get a more stable job. I thought he’d run off to you to lick his wounds and avoid me.”

William is well acquainted with Sherlock’s perspective on this argument. Since the detective had come into his life, he’d shown up on William’s doorstep on more than one occasion to do exactly what Mycroft had said, making it a logical assumption. “Mr. Holmes, before I made your brother’s acquaintance, where would he go after these arguments?”

“Bars, mostly, if he didn’t have drugs on hand. He’d stay in when he still kept morphine and cocaine in the flat, but Sherly hasn’t done that since Doctor Watson moved in.”

“Never opium dens?”

“If he did, I’m sure I’d be the last person to know. He’s been too clever for anyone I sent to tail him to get any real information.” William’s shoulders sag slightly and he begins to pace, frustrated by the lack of progress. “I assume I can trust you to work from your side to find him?”

“Of course, as much as I can within the confines of my position. You’ll do the same?” The blond scoffs, sheathing his blade and turning back towards the door. “I would like to see someone try to stop me, Mr. Holmes.”

He chooses to walk back to the townhouse, taking the opportunity of the calm, dark streets to collect his though and begin formulating a plan. When William opens the door, he makes a beeline for the letter tray. “Looking for this?”

The burst of relief that courses through him as Louis hands him the telegram is nothing short of euphoric. He scans it quickly, that relief turning to a bittersweet feeling as his initial theory is unfortunately confirmed. “Louis, please inform the others that we’ll be meeting in my study shortly. An issue has arisen that requires our complete attention.”

The youngest Moriarty brother raises an eyebrow. “Is Mr. Holmes really that much of a priority, brother? I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually.”

He seems to immediately regret his words as William’s cool exterior cracks for a moment. “That’s not a risk I’m willing to take.”

That’s how William finds himself trudging between opium dens in the slums of London, accompanied by Sebastian Moran and dressed in some of Louis’s older clothes for safety. The others had fanned out across the city, covering the more respectable establishments. William hoped that one of them would find Sherlock first–opium dens marketed to the nobility were often significantly safer–but he’d taken the area he felt was most likely for the detective to have chosen. It would be furthest away from Mycroft, John, and himself, the three people Sherlock would most want to avoid being discovered by.

As the late night turns into the earliest hours of the morning, the Lord of Crime begins to grow desperate–they’d met with dealers, checked the identities of dozens of drugged civilians, but still hadn’t found any trace of the detective. He enters the next building he’d been directed to, smiling at who he assumes to be the owner. The man doesn’t return the gesture, instead looking him over with suspicion. This isn’t surprising to William–new faces are as likely to be potential customers as they are to be undercover police. “Don’t recognize you lot.”

“I’m searching for a friend who’s gone missing. Would you mind if I took a look around, sir?” His smooth words are accompanied by the clink of coins as Sebastian drops a small purse onto the table between the two men. The owner still looks wary, but he pockets the coins and grunts a vague permission to the request. William walks past many unresponsive clients, trying his best to breathe in as little of the sickly sweet, intoxicating opium smoke as possible. He’s about to give up when he spots a familiar overcoat covering a lump in one of the corners. William’s heart leaps as he rushes over, kneeling down and pulling back the coat. Sherlock Holmes doesn’t respond to the sudden light, dark hair plastered to pale, clammy skin in an unkempt tangle. William checks his pulse, and he’s never been more glad to feel the rhythm of another human’s blood pumping. “Mr. Holmes.”

The dark haired man is still unresponsive, and the lingering panic in the blond’s chest is joined by annoyance. He grabs a fistful of Sherlock’s hair, pulling it away from his face and using it to maneuver his head and upper body upright so he can look at him properly. “Sherlock.”

There’s a slight flutter of his closed eyelids accompanied by a soft groan of pain, and William’s expression softens. He’s really alive. William shifts his hold on Sherlock from a hand in his hair to both hands on his shoulders, supporting his body as the detective’s head falls forward. His next words are in a soft, almost crooning tone, the kind someone might use when waking a sleeping child.“Sherly?”

If the situation weren’t so serious, the fact that that’s what gets Sherlock lift his head, normally brilliant blue eyes appearing dull and unfocused as he opens them to look at William through dilated pupils, would have been amusing to him. The detective reaches out one shaking hand, grabbing loosely onto the nobleman’s jacket. When he speaks, his words are slow and his voice is exhausted and scratchy. “Liam? W’are y’doin’ here?” Fear creeps into his voice for a moment. “‘M I dead?”

William chooses to ignore the slurred speech and ridiculous question as he drags the other man half onto his lap, trapping him in a tight embrace. Sherlock is practically dead weight in his arms, face falling onto William’s shoulder. “No, but you might be when Ms. Hudson gets her hands on you. We’ve been looking everywhere for you, you damned idiot! It’s been three days since any of us heard from you. You’ve had her, John, and Mycroft worried sick!”

“Not you?” The pitifully quiet, disappointed voice that accompanies the question makes his heart twist. His tone loses its scolding edge as he says, “Sherlock Holmes, I would not have gone through every opium den in this godforsaken city past midnight looking for you if I was not out of my mind with worry.”

“M’sorry, Liam. Didn’ wan’ you t’see me like this.” His voice is barely above a mumble as turns his head to the side, uneven breath warming the skin of William’s neck. William doesn’t say anything, just holds Sherlock tighter in response. The detective doesn’t complain, and they sit in silence until he eventually manages to bring his own arms loosely around William’s torso. “S’nice. Y’r warm, Liam. Missed you.”

The sentiment warms his heart, but the nobleman wrinkles his nose as the initial flood of relief wears off enough for him to notice the nauseating odor emanating off Sherlock. “I missed you too, but you smell absolutely awful, Sherly.”

“I know. M’sorry.” William shakes his head, smoothing down the tangle of sweat-dampened, dark hair with one hand as he tries very hard not to breathe in through his nose. “It’s alright. Come on, Sherly, let’s get you out of here so we can clean you up.”

“M’kay.” Sherlock is completely compliant as William helps him into his coat, packs up his needle kit, and waves Sebastian over. The taller man slings the detective over his shoulder with ease, carrying him like a rather sedated sack of potatoes as he follows William out of the establishment.

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jasmine-the-fox · 3 years

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She got the helping hand she needed

Sorry for not writing anything for such a long time! Don’t worry Loose the model but win a hero is going to be updated soon enough... Just give me some time to read what I wrote so far and I might have a chapter or two up soon?

Marinette only wanted someone on her side after she spoke her side of the story, sure Chloe turned from believing Lila to protecting Mari and she had Kagami and Luka on her side... But her class, miss Bustier and her principal thought she was the bad guy, a bully, a thief or even a villain.

She really just wanted a friend, someone who would let her cry or someone who would listen to her... Even just give her a helping hand! But so far she didn’t have much help, she decided to go online to talk... With the hopes of finding her soulmate, yeah her soulmate... Something that Lila had claimed she was lying about, while Lila talks about her soulmate mark without showing it... Mari was showing her’s to her friends while trying to figure out who it was.

Chloe really wanted to help her, so she went on her international social media accounts and posted Mari’s mark asking for anyone who might have an idea on who might be her soulmate to reach out to her, she really hopes it might help as heck even Jagged Stone did the same thing! Asking his fans to help out with finding his niece’s soulmate making his fans agree and get to work, they began looking at the mark Mari has, asking there friends questions, asking what Marinette is like so they can try and pinpoint possible matches to the girl.

And so far people were doing there best to find something... But still there wasn’t much, anyone could match the orange and black smoking dragon wrapped around her neck and might not even want to reach out to her at all, it made sense since like Alya said if Mari does have a soulmate... They might not even like her and want nothing to do with her once they see her for who she is.

Until someone contacted her.

It was on her instagram, she was just uploading a new outfit she finished that was delivered that she could now reveal when she got the notification of someone reaching out to her on instagram, it was a boy around her age named Katsuki Bakugo. The guy was blond with spiky hair and sharp red eyes, he asked about the dragon design around her neck making her take a picture and sent it to him... Five minutes later he sent a picture of his left rib cage that shows a ladybug with a needle with a red thread.

He was her soulmate... They matched.

He asked if she was disappointed… Knowing her soulmate was an explosive guy who yells often... So it wasn’t smoke but explosions around the dragon, it then made sense to her and so she replied that she would like to meet him before making that decision, Katsuki explained that he was in Japan and he didn’t know if he would ever get a chance to go to Paris to meet her so she explained that she could wait and that for now this was enough for her.

But that didn’t mean her classmates cared about waiting...

They kept bothering her, kept pushing and hurting her, they laughed at her belief of having a soulmate when Lila claimed she was lying, for weeks and then months they kept going and made it worse for the young designer, then one day Lila claimed that the dragon was painted on her so Alya planned to dump water on Marinette to show the whole school that Marinette was lying about having a soulmate, so one day around lunch, Alya had with the help of Kim and Alix a huge container of water and waited over the entrance of the locker room for Mari to come out and when they saw her... They poured the water on her.

Everyone laughed at her... And then gasped.

The sight of the mark still being there proved that it wasn’t a fake... But seeing a boy with spike blonde hair with sharp red eyes glaring at everyone as he rushed towards Mari told them that he was her soulmate “You alright?” he asked softly as he handed her his jacket to cover her shivering body as they walked out of the school and towards the Grand hotel to get dry and dressed in dry clothes, Mari felt relief when she finally saw her soulmate for the first time, he brought her into the room he was staying in and brought her to the bathroom to take a hot shower while he get’s her a change of clothes.

Once she got out of the shower wrapped in a towel with her pigtails down, Katsuki had just set down on the bed a nice dress for her to wear, to find her hair down and slightly dripping with water made him quickly look away, tell her he got her some clothes and leave the room... He hopes she never finds out that he was the one to design her dress as a gift for when he meets her, it was Jasmine’s idea to be honest, Jasmine was his and Izuku’s childhood friend back when they were little and she with Izuku were known as the youngest people to find there soulmate since they met when they were four.

At the time, it was a big thing meeting your soulmate... But when your four? That’s something the world had to know, so Izuku did a lot of research about soulmates and proper gifts and discovered that handmade gifts show a great deal of love... So he made her a green bunny plushie as a gift, when Katsuki saw Marinette’s mark only through Jagged Stone’s fan website he went to look for Marinette and discovered she was his soulmate... Not knowing what to do Jasmine suggested he designs an outfit for her to wear... And he decided to not tell her he made it himself.

Just in case she rejects him in the end.

It was better this way... So he doesn’t feel the pain of her hating his work, he went to the room Izuku and Jasmine were sharing while his parent’s were out to get things ready for the photoshoot he was to work in, he knocked and Jasmine answered “Did something happen?” she asked as he barged into the room “Students laughed at her after someone dumped fucking water on her!” he exclaimed in anger making Izuku look at him in slight surprise “Kacchan... I get that your upset right now... But remember that you just met so your emotions are going to be all over the place right now” Izuku explained making Katsuki sigh and nod.

It was true, it has been confirmed that when you meet your soulmate or at least confirm who it is... Both person’s emotions go crazy for 24h of official meeting, so it’s best to be careful what you say of do when the pair is found “I just don’t know what to do?! What if she hates me!? I mean she was being bullied!! What will she think when she finds out what I used to do to you and Jasmine!?” he asked making Izuku sigh “I know it’s hard... But at least let her decide what she thinks? She might just surprise you” he explained as Katsuki sat down on the bed... He didn’t even notice Jasmine leaving the room to go find Marinette.

She walked into the room as Marinette cried with her phone in hand... She could tell the girl was going through something hard right now from something on her phone “Can I take a look at what is upsetting you?” she asked making Mari jump at her slightly, she then nodded and handed over her phone for Jasmine to look at... On the phone a girl named Alya was calling her a liar by getting a tattoo and claimed it to be her mark and then paying a guy to come over to the school to make them think there soulmates, a teacher sent an email saying she was getting detention for her actions at school and then a guy named Adrien was claiming to be disappointed in her on not taking the highroad like he said she should do.

She sighed and then moved to sit next to her on the bed “Allowing yourself to look at this isn’t healthy... Your allowing them to take you down into a depression to then end your life” Jasmine explained as she handed Mari her phone back “Katsuki would have been heartbroken if his mark vanished before meeting you... Let us help you to get better from this” she then offered and stood up with her hand stretched out for Marinette to take, she wasn’t all that sure of agreeing to be honest but the brunette seemed to be honest and kind... So Mari accepted the hand and follow the girl out of the room and towards another room where Katsuki and a curly green haired boy were.

The blonde turned to find Marinette still with her hair down but while wearing the beautiful sunset styled dress, he felt proud of designing the dress because she looked amazing while wearing it “You should call your parents and explain to them the situation” Jasmine said making Mari nod and quickly call them, explaining why she left school and her current location, they only ask for her to pick up her things from school and then stay safe where she was currently “If you want I can go to the school for you, just tell me your locker combination” Jasmine explained making Mari nod “Oh! Also i’m Jasmine Lessard and this is my soulmate Izuku Midoriya” Jasmine explained making the green haired boy nod to his introduction.

Jasmine left and came back with all of her things with a smile “Police came because someone witnessed the incident and demanded to see the CCTV footage and that the three students who dumped the water on you to be punished... So you don’t have detention anymore” she explained making Mari smile, but she was sure that it wasn’t over just yet, even so the trio began to talk to Mari about there life in Japan making Marinette happy about hearing all of this at the moment, after a while Jasmine left the room with Izuku to head out to find something to eat... Leaving Katsuki to reveal to his soulmate how he bullied his two friends from childhood.

And she still accepted him as her soulmate.

“Your trying to change your ways... The others changed for the worse while your fixing what you did wrong” she explained making him smile, the thought of her accepting him even after finding out that had bullied people before like she had gone through made him happy “I guess I should tell you... I actually designed the dress your wearing. My parents are fashion designers so it’s pretty much in the family” he explained making Mari smile at the news, the idea of her soulmate being close to designing made her happy at the fact he could help her in some ways, they began to talk about all kinds of things... Really anything they could think of until Izuku and Jasmine got back with Chloe right behind them with a look of relief at seeing Mari was alright.

For the next three days, Mari got to know Katsuki a little better making her really happy, after that he had work to do and wasn’t able to see her “Why don’t you come to the shoot? My parents have been bothering me since they saw the dress was gone” he explained making her smile and nod to the plan, when school ended she rushed home to put her things away and then went to the park to find Jasmine and Izuku were getting there make-up done for the shoot “Where’s Katsuki?” she asked making Jasmine look at her “He’s still changing... Turns out he and his mom don’t agree on something so there fighting at the moment” she explained making Mari nod as the two then moved to do the shoot.

She waited for a while as Adrien arrived with Lila, Alya and Nino with him, Lila noticed Mari and began to cry about how Mari had been sending her horrible texts about how her soulmate Katsuki Bakugo will hate her, Alya enraged was just about to head over when Katsuki went over to Mari with a lady who looked like him “Mari, this is my mom Mitsuki” he said making Marinette smile “So your the girl my brat Katsuki designed that dress for! My you are simply adorable!” she claimed making Mari blush at the woman's words.

Alya was lost, didn’t Lila say her soulmate was Katsuki? But that guy is Katsuki since she did show pictures of him... Did she lie? With a shake of her head she watched as Mitsuki took Mari away for something making Alya have no other choice but go back in defeat to her friends, Adrien moved away with Lila to get ready for there shoot while Alya told Nino what she heard “Maybe it’s the wrong guy? Just ask for his full name and see” he explained making her nod as she then saw Marinette dressed in a matching outfit to Katsuki walk over to the boy for a shoot together “You both look amazing! And your marks are in perfect view!” Mitsuki claimed as Alya saw the ladybug with sewing needle and red thread mark on Katsuki.

Lila lied. Katsuki wasn’t her soulmate... He was Marinette’s.

She looked over to Nino who had the same shocked face as she did, the duo then walked away for there shoot just as Lila and Adrien returned and a girl with short brown hair with the bottom half dyed red with glasses and a boy with curly green hair went to sit a little away from them “Oh my god it’s my BFF Jasmine! You know I actually helped her meet her soulmate Izuku a few years ago!” Lila claimed as Adrien while he did look interested... Actually winced at the lie “Dudette... Jasmine and Izuku were the youngest soulmate pair in history... They were four when they met and it’s still all over the news today” Nino explained as Lila went pale.

“You want to know something?” Alya asked the blind Lila who nodded with a smile “I saw the blonde boy, his name is Katsuki Bakugo and his mark on his left rib side... It’s a ladybug with a sewing needle and a red thread!” she claimed making Lila’s eyes widen in shock “The only one I remember being called a ladybug was Marinette who also loves to design clothes! We just began calling you our ladybug after you claimed Mari was insulting us and bullying you!” she exclaimed as Lila looked to be panicking at the fact she was found out like this.

Adrien on the other hand... Didn’t know what to do, he turned to look over where the two from the previous shoot were and saw that they were... Laughing and filming the whole thing, this was humiliating! If the video got out his father would be destroyed and known as the man who hired a liar as a model! He had to try and save himself, he looked around for some possible help but the sudden yelling fight between Alya and Lila made him move away to try and hide, he couldn’t believe he failed... He really thought that by being Lila’s friend she would at some point stop lying and change her ways... And yet it didn’t work... Instead his friends got hurt.

He began to look around for some help and ended up finding Marinette and Katsuki looking amazing during there shoot... Maybe even better then he and Lila ever could be really, he felt his heart break as he looked at his inner right wrist to where a beautiful vine of flowers graced his skin... He still didn’t know who his soulmate was and his father wanted him to date Lila, even so he tried looking at places with plants in Paris for his soulmate and could tell they weren’t in Paris at all... He just hopes to find them soon.

In the end Jasmine was actually livestreaming the whole incident with Izuku commenting the whole time in the chat... Letting everyone know about how Lila is a liar, how she tricked her classmates, teacher, principal and maybe even her parents and bullied his best friends soulmate... It went crazy and Lila was bombarded with insults on her social media... So much that she was reported and all her accounts were taken down, the class, Bustier and principal Damocles were also attacked for what they did to Marinette... Police ended up getting involved and investigated the school and class.

It took a month before the investigation was over, the class was punished, Bustier and Damocles were fired and Lila was sent to live in Italy... The class thought that things would then go back to how they were and would be friends with Mari again... But she never came back to class, there new teacher said she transferred to another school making them try to look around Paris for her... What they weren’t told was that she also left Paris for Japan to be with Katsuki and meet his friends.

She really did get the helping hand she needed all along.

#boku no hero academia #miraculous ladybug #miraculous salt #Katsuki bakugo #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #alya salt #lila salt #lila gets exposed #adrien salt #no quirks au #Soulmate au #oc #izuku midoriya #Izuku x oc #Marinette x katsuki #Oc Jasmine #no miraculous au

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sahesha · 3 years

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~30 days challenge~

Day 15: Saddest Death

Schizo Bird intensifies

I'm starting with any death is sad. When someone dies, we lose thousands of opportunities, even if it was the most dangerous and the evilest person. For example, if a person who has committed terrible acts dies, we will forever lose the opportunity to see how they will become better and atone for their guilt. Yes, likely, we wouldn't see it anyway, but if they're dead, that possibility disappears at all. When someone dear to us dies, we lose the opportunity to feel again the peace and happiness we experienced only next to them. Death is always the unfulfilled promises life gives us.

Therefore, every death in this anime is the saddest. I don't think someone's death can be more tragic than another one. So the question is about whose death I took to heart more than others. And my answer is — it's the Donquixotes: Homing, his wife, and Rocinante. Yes, it was clear from the beginning because you know I'm an apologist for the Donquixote family. But let me explain in more detail.

The Tragedy of Donquixote: The Last of The Family

1st Act: Mother

Madame Donquixote was a kind and loyal woman who dutifully followed her husband. The woman trusted the man she loved and expected a happy life with her family, but everything turned differently. The local citizens hunted them like medieval peasants hunted witches. She became ill because they lived in terrible conditions and then died. It's how fragile flowers fade when they're transplanted from a warm greenhouse into a wild field with salty soil, where only spiky weeds can survive.

And it's the fault of her naive husband. Homing had not sufficiently studied the world beyond the Holy Land Mary Geoise and the people living there before moving with his family. When someone's small-mindedness causes the death of their loved one, it's more than sad. It's the kind of absurd accident that is tragic.

2nd Act: Father

Homing's attempt to return his children and his wife to the Mary Geoise failed, as Celestial Dragons refused him. Realizing his guilt and the fact he's a burden to his sons, Homing decided death at the hands of his eldest son is the way out for all three of them. This act again proves Homing failed as a parent. Instead of letting his ten-year-old child kill him, he could tried to fix something, but he chose suicide.

Yes, it's suicide. Is it so difficult to fight back against a small kid, even if he has a gun? No, Homing decided to punish himself, and thus he made Doflamingo responsible for his death and Rocinante's life.

"Doflamingo, Rocinante, I'm sorry you had a father like me."

Then we turn to the third act of this tragedy.

Final: Brother

Doflamingo thought he had freed himself and his brother from the burden by killing their father. For him, it's a typical way of care, which he'll later show again (remember he killed Baby's grooms because they were inappropriate for her.) At the same time, it's revenge for the death of their mother.

So. Doflamingo eliminated the cause of their suffering and decided to return home. However, Rocinante didn't appreciate such aggressive care and ran away. We can only guess what Doflamingo thought of it. Perhaps it was a betrayal for him, so he didn't look for his brother. When you genuinely care about someone, but they reject your care, you can be hurt.

Also, Doflamingo didn't have time to do it. The severed head of his father could decay and become unrecognizable. It hasn't shown anywhere, but it's a logical explanation. Celestial Dragons should have realized he brought Homing's head, not someone else's. The little child had no formalin and no vessel to keep it intact. So Doflamingo didn't have much time.

Perhaps he assumed that after regaining the title, he would find and protect his runaway brother. However, the boy didn't achieve his purpose, and he had to go back. Most likely, after that, Doflamingo decided clumsy and timid Rocinante left without his supervision had died.

Rocinante didn't return until many years later, and Doflamingo accepted him back. It shows Doflamingo was glad that Rocinante survived. Anyway, he loved his brother. Even so clumsy and clueless, Rocinante was needed. Given the younger Donquixote was hiding his actual level of strength, Doflamingo still assigned him the title of Corazon. It's a sign of trust and attention.

Now imagine how a person feels when he realizes that his closest one lied to him. All this time, it was not his clumsy little brother he cared about, but an enemy spy who took advantage of a loophole in his heart and got inside. Doflamingo at that time wanted to rise above Celestial Dragons, and Dressrosa could be a good launching pad. Understandably, he wanted his younger brother to stand by him at the moment when he would take revenge on those who rejected them both. However, it turned out Rocinante didn't share his plans and worldview.

Doflamingo realized Rocinante was a copy of their father, a small lacquered box, locked inside another such box. Again: Homing was responsible for their mother's death and the calamities they went through. Despite Homing's guilt, Rocinante chose his side.

And Doflamingo broke this little box, eliminating the cause of his pain again. The blood family turned out to be false, and it remains for him to trust the found one.

"My brother is a monster."

The box he broke was heart-shaped.

Conclusion: a bit about weeds, flamingos, and boxes.

Doflamingo had to become the weed, which survives on any, even the most unfavorable soil. It's the same weird flower that isn't similar to other flowers of its species initially. Once in different conditions, it begins to mutate even more than before.

Flamingos feed their chicks with fluid, which is known as bird's milk. It's crimson red because it contains a pigment that turns flamingos' feathers pink. And also, it contains blood. Doflamingo is a bird that had to feed on the blood of its parent. But Homing didn't support his son well enough, so Doflamingo killed him and severed his head.

There was another heart-shaped box inside Rocinante's one: Law.

I hope it was interesting to read!

#one piece #one piece thoughts #one piece meta #donquixote doflamingo #donquixote homing #donquixote rocinante #donquixote family #schizo bird talks #30 days challenge #one piece analysis

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hueshiftersofficial · 2 years

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Piercing Refs: Hyacinth’s Group

Since I have been doing these on some of my other blogs, I thought I would make some for the characters here too! Originally this post was going to have both piercing and tattoo headcanons for the main three characters, but then I thought that might be a little much since I haven’t really thought about tattoo ideas for any of my characters yet. So, I thought I would change it to where it’s just the piercing headcanons for now, with the tattoo ones coming later once I think of them!

Hyacinth himself does not have any piercings(nor tattoos), but the other members of his group(Coral, Azure, Maris, Saffron(on occasion)) do, so this post will be about them! I will do the side characters’ ones in a separate post. For now, I hope you enjoy!

(Refs/notes are under the ‘readmore’!^^)

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- Coral

. Coral has several piercings, mainly in her ears but also a couple facial ones

. For her ears she has triple lobes, 2-3 flats, and a tragus for each ear

. A fan of chunky hoops, she usually wears her signature orange pair with her other ear piercings being rather simple(save for her 2nd and 3rd lobes often being connected by a chain)

. As far as other piercings she also has a hoop on her right nostril and a central lip ring

. She got her nose pierced with Azure one day, and the lip piercing a different time because she liked it

. Most of her piercings(minus her flats and tragus) are hoops, all fairly thin minus her chunky earrings, and all her piercings are orange in color

. Has considered getting some more piercings done with the urging of her best friend, but she is actually unsure of what else she would want done

- Azure

. A big fan of piercings, Azure has several, all over different parts of his body

. For his ears he has industrials, triple lobes, a rook, and a tragus in each ear

. For his facial piercings he has an eyebrow piercing on his right eyebrow, a bridge(that he gets done when Coral get’s her own nose piercing done), and a tongue piercing

. And for his last ones he has both nips plus his navel

. Most of his piercings are simple silver or black studs, though he does like wearing more spiky jewelry sometimes

. Got a few of his done around similar times as his best friend, and often encourages her to get more if she would like to

. Just has those ones for now, but is definitely open for potentially getting more in the future

- Maris

. Maris also has several piercings, most she got during her time at college

. Most of hers are just in her ears, though

. For her ears she has triple lobes, a couple flats, a tragus, and a triple forward helix

. As for her other piercings, she has a stud piercing on her left nostril, and a slightly dangly navel piercing

. All her jewelry is fairly small and simple, usually just in silver or blue colors

. She does like more fun and water/ocean-themed jewelry for her navel one though, such as shell one in the ref

. Does not have any other piercings besides those, but she is just fine with the ones she has at the moment

- Saffron

. Saffron does not have many piercings, but he does have a few in his ears

. Got his lobes pierced for the first time at 16 as an idea influenced by his cousin, Coral

. Was originally just going to have those, but then overtime he started getting ideas for a few more

. Currently he just has double lobes and two sets of cartilage/helix for both ears

. All his piercings are very small, usually just small and thin hoops or simple studs

. Does not have any other piercings, but he is just fine only having the ones he does have

#hue shifters #character-building #piercings #main characters #coral rogue #azure hamasaki #maris gorman #saffron seville #coral #azure #maris #saffron

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Sora’s Time to Shine

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Summary: Mari is already not putting too much expectations going into watching the Final Smash Presentation when someone close to her besides Kirby and Edelgard’s beloved Professor pops out of nowhere in said Presentation. All hell breaks loose (but in a good way).

Setting: Mari and co.’s house in Daly City, California; October 5, 2021

Notes: I was pretty behind in seeing the reveal since I was pretty tired when it came out and I had to check a friend’s post on Plurk to make sure that it was not all for the jokes before watching it on Gamespot and writing this story down. And yes, the Byleth in my S/I verse is the female version in case anyone is curious. And yes, it took me until around 8 AM to write this up. Featuring Luther Vandross. Here is an ask I made on Sora’ behest during a F/O takeover long before he got confirmed recently. #SakuraiHasReachedtheImpossibleDream #Sora4Smash

Tags: Super Smash Bros. Ultimate, Super Smash Bros., Swift Keyblader, Smash Reveal, Sakurai has reached the impossible dream!, Sora for Smash, #Sora4Smash

“Hurry Mari, you’re about to miss it!” Kairi is dragging me out onto the sofa to see the final Smash Ultimate Presentation on the living room pretty early before plopping ourselves onto the sofa.

“Look, Kairi, guys. I hate to be a party pooper, but I have no clue about who could it be,” I try to be realistic in my views.

“Well, at this point, my beloved, it could be anybody from the video game world,” my dear Philip chimes in while trying to reassure me, “Besides, as soon as it is done, we shall try to reply back to this non Smash invitation that El had found in the mail today.”

“Huh, is that correct, El dear?” I asked my regal adopted daughter for confirmation.

“Why yes of course, Mother,” she replies as she passes me the invitation, “I believe that a friend of yours has sent us one, but I didn’t want to open it immediately since this is addressed to you.”

“Okay then, I will get to read it and reply back once the Presentation is over and see who gets to fight with Kirby and Professor Byleth,” I smiled back at her.

“I couldn’t believe that there was a leak that just came out before this Presentation video and it is about music. Who was that dense enough to do it at a time like this?” Riku mumbles as he gets the video streaming on the Nintendo Direct page in his laptop.

“You know, Riku, sometimes people can act very idiotic at times, so there isn’t much we can do besides ignoring and avoiding that as much as possible,” Harry sighs as he is bottle feeding and gently rocking Serena as she had cried a while ago to be bottle fed.

“Guys, have you guys seen Sora lately?” Issa asks us while carrying Chris in her arms, “I haven’t seen him in the last few days. He didn’t even reply back to either my or Kairi’s texts and calls. Do you think he’s off to visit Jack and Sally in Halloween Town? It’s nearing Halloween soon.”

“That’s really a good question, Issa,” Ahk agrees, “I had given up trying to find him by calling over on the phone since last Thursday. All I have gotten from it were many ‘The subscriber could not be reached’ messages.”

Even Riku and Kairi are in a loss for words as they turn to each other and wonder what is up with our friend lately. Did he just went poof without us knowing? Kirby always informs us through his many Poyos that he would have to head off to Smash whenever a new tourney starts or a newcomer arrives and Edelgard’s class often gets shorter class schedules or early dismissals whenever Professor Blyeth gets to fight in Smash: she is the professor handling the Black Eagles class. Sometimes even El, Petra and Dorothea along with a few others (and yes, that includes the Gatekeeper) would come over to Smash to spectate from the sidelines and support their beloved Professor.

There is a long silence when the Nintendo Switch title card plays in the laptop and Karina directs us all to watch the screen to see many clips featuring many Smashers in the current tournament before it transitions to Sakurai-san in the studio explaining about the video as well as showcasing the Mii Fighter costumes.

“Hey look, Isabelle the Dog’s demon slaying friend from Bethesda is now coming to Smash to rip and tear up the competition!” Moana screams when the Doomguy Mii Gunner costume appears.

“Good for him; I know that many fans really did want him to be in Smash, though the costume is a nice addition,” Issa agrees. “That now makes three Bethesda franchises represented in the costumes.”

“Even the Octolings and Judd the Cat got hats based on them too,” I chime in as well.

“Oh hey, guys! Sakarui’s about to reveal the last fighter for the Second Fighter’s Pass, so keep down it and don’t expect too much,” Karina informs as Sakurai transitions to the main event and we all stay silent and stay glued to our seats.

The screen turns black before the usual Smash logo opening shows up, but instead of the usual zoom in, it then turns into a flaming Smash logo with all the Smashers up until Kazuya Mishima (yeah, the guy who tried to drop Kirby off a cliff) looking at it and covered in the shadows. Did MH decided to get them to show up in there and meet the last fighter in the dark? Probably, I bet that he might be keeping it as a surprise and possibly even conserving electricity at the same time. Then cut to Inkling Girl looking in awe with the Smash logo reflecting onto her pupils as a nice ode to the first reveal trailer for the game/tourney, I honestly love this shot.

Wait a minute, the logo turns into stars and the next scene shows everyone frozen in place as toy-like ambiios?!? How is it even possible? Well, it does certainly confirmed once again that the video game version of the tourney is set in a world of make believe after all. I could swear that a lot of people crying their eyes out as they are watching this. It looks like this is the end of one great video game series about mascots fighting among each other. Or is it? Because the camera is aiming at Mario as if he looks like he’s trying to take a nap while standing up.

Riku then proceeds to mumble some words to me incoherently that something big is coming the moment Mario wakes up to see a glowing light to see the last remaining flame glowing on the floor, which I do agree with him. Suspicious right? Oh God, Mario no! Please don’t touch the fire for everyone’s sanity. Wait, hold on a second: that isn’t not just fire that he just grabbed on and then tossed it into the sky like a boomerang: the mystery object looks like a Keyblade and there’s that Mickey keychain! Yep, that’s a Keyblade alright. Could it be...

I could recognize that beam of light that Keyblades often produce whenever they lock and unlock Keyholes to other worlds, so does everyone in the room. Riku and Kairi hugged onto each other as if we’re about to brace for an emergency (Karina and Moana also did the same), Ahk stares at the screen to see if he’s not imagining things all the sudden, Issa has her mouth drop in shock, Chris and Serena didn’t cry throughout this entire presentation, Harry gasps and nearly drops Serena’s bottle, Philip turns to me for answers while Edelgard begins to sweatdrop in concern.

No words are exchanged as the light grows and shines brighter before it proceeds to shoot itself away from the Keyblade to reveal a Keyhole on another part of the room. It then glows bright within as the camera switches back to the rest of frozen Smashers as the light begins to fill the room and revives Link, Cloud, Incineroar and Mewtwo as they all gawk at it as it reveals something from the World of Light with the orchestral rendition of Simple and Clean playing in the background. And that’s when it hits us right at the gut: the familiar spiky brown hair poking out from that Keyhole.

“What!?!” Kairi shouts as the Keyhole ‘spits’ out Sora from the World of Light.

“H-h-he actually got in, for real?” Riku squeaks up.

“Oh my…” I gasp in pure shock as we watch the whole thing played out.

“Sakarui finally did it?” Issa adds in to the discussion.

“Well, it’s about time that they managed to get his darn behind into the tourney,” Karina seconds in.

Soon enough, Sora finally wakes up from his nappy time and takes notes from Peter Pan and Tinkerbell as he flies around, sprinkling fairy dust all over the other Smashers, before landing on the floor and the Keyblade flying back to his hand.

“Damn it, Sora!” I scream as the splash screen pops in.

“Kai, your boy has finally made it big time!” Moana shakes Kairi in congratulation rather rapidly that it nearly gives my lil sis a dizzying spell.

“Moana, please don’t make Kairi that dizzy,” Harry had to tell her that.

“Whoops! Sorry Kairi,” she apologizes to her which she accepts.

So with that, we switch back to Sakurai going in depth with Sora’s moveset after he discussed about the Kingdom Hearts games and world. And he has gotten 4 costume changes, man Sora, that’s a big wardrobe you’re bringing in, oh wait, he even got the Timeless River costume too. That makes it 5 then.

“Oh gods, Sakurai is making us suffer by watching Sakurai using Sora to beat up everyone,” Ahk tells us as the Sora moveset showcase begins.

“No kidding,” Harry muses as we see Sora beating everyone in Battlefield.

“Whoa, they went for Sealing the Keyhole instead of having Trinity Force with Donald and Goofy? What a bummer,” Karina bemoans in dismay.

“Well, you know modern Disney: too overprotective of their IPs,” Philip reminds her.

“Oh new stage, what could it be?” Riku gleefully chimes in before they reveal Hollow Bastion as the stage, “Whoa, Hollow Bastion. I never thought that you will return again.”

Then the stage changes into Dive to the Heart and it had Riku and Kairi in the stained glass in one, Riku being the main focus of the second one, Roxas in the middle of the third, Xion in the fourth, Terra for the fifth, a sleepy Ven in the sixth, and Aqua’s in the seventh.

“Pretty!” I complimented the look of each stained glass.

“Quite impressive I will admit,” El agrees with me too.

Then Sakurai begins a playthrough with Sora facing Cloud and Sephiroth in Hollow Bastion, for a while, we all thought that he’s going to be a goner with Cloud and Sephiroth beating him up in the Stamina match but then the tides begin to turn in his favor after Sephy lost his full stock and with Sora having to take down Cloud next. When he did, the scene begins to go into a slow white fade out with a Game!

“Alright! Sora did it! He defeated both Cloud and mean old Sephy,” Riku cheers on.

“Woo! Go Sora!” me, Kairi, Moana, and Karina screams aloud.

“That was brilliant!” Harry agrees before he turns to Serena, “Did you hear? Uncle Sora managed to defeat two opponents in a Smash Ultimate playthrough.”

“9 songs is better than nothing at all,” Issa observes, “It would be a licensing nightmare to talk to Disney if they can borrow a couple of songs from them and they straight up refuse to assist, oh well. Oooh, a Dearly Beloved Swing arrangement, nice! I better get that save file on the Switch prompto!”

“And check out that Spirit Board: Aunt Kairi has a Spirit of herself,” Edelgard informs us as the Spirit Board for KH is revealed.

“Oh gee, never thought that it could ever happen, but thanks,” she blushes.

“Hey, I got one as well, same with Axel, Xion, Roxas, Aqua, Terra and Ven,” Riku joins in, “Marina is so going to be happy to see her boyfriend as a Spirit. She will probably try to get him real soon.”

“You bet it right, Riku, you bet it right,” I nod and agree with that last statement.

“Oh hey, he’s going to be ready within a few weeks’ time,” Karina speaks up, “Neat! The roster is now complete.”

“Even Steve and Alex have amiibos of themselves being made, that’s even more wonderful,” Ahk takes note of it, “I’m pretty sure that Sora will have one of his own along with Pyra, Mythra, that jerk who tried to threw Kirby off a cliff, and even Sephiroth soon.”

“WHAT?!? Kingdom Hearts are coming to the Switch too!?!” I am surprised to hear the news as Sakurai reveals this new information, that is so mind-blowing.

When it fades to black then to the Ultimate mural, the camera then goes for the space between Ganondorf and Dark Samus to fill in Sora’s spot before panning back. Man, this Presentation is long and is finally ending, thank God; it must be tiring to sit down and watch a nearly hour long video as Sakurai showcases the screenshots he has made and showed off in Twitter. Man, so many memories and montages. And the achievements, wow, that is a lot of them, it will be a game feat that I don’t think it will be broken for a long time.

Man, I will miss the presentations and Sakurai’s corny jokes for sure. I wish him a nice deserving break from all the game development for sure as he gives thanks to everyone from the devs to the players to the people prompting the game and ends it off with a heartfelt goodbye as it fades to back into the full reveal trailer.

“Oh gee, I’m going to miss the Smash Presentations,” Kairi sighs, “I can’t believe that we’re coming to an end.”

“Man, it’s finally over,” Riku gasps in remark as the full trailer plays out, “I don’t think that there will be a game like Ultimate for a very long time. That’s for certain.”

“I agree, Riku. It’s to going to be a tough act to follow up on,” I add in before I look up at the ceiling and murmur some words, “It’s been a long time coming, Sora. You truly deserve that last spot, you really do. Have fun in the tourney and Smash Mansion, buddy.”

Sora is Finally Here!

The End

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mari-rosa-skiess · 4 years

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Hey, can i please request a one shot where todoroki and the reader’s future child accidentally uses their quirk for the first time and time travels to when shoto and her weren’t dating yet? The kid seems to recognize Deku and co., and the description of their parents sounds a LOT like shoto and the reader. And when shoto and the reader do show up, the child runs up to them like “🥺 mom, dad, uncle deku is being annoying again” and everyone is like w t f?? Tyy

I love this request so much. I’m so sorry it took me so long to write, but I hope you enjoy it none-the-less!

Thanks for requesting!

-Mari <3

Mha masterlist

Shoto Todoroki masterlist

Word Count: 1.0k Key: (H/C) - hair color (Y/D/N) - your daughter’s name

Warnings: Fluff, Swearing

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You and Shoto have been blessed with a beautiful daughter. She has your hair color and nose shape, but she has Shoto’s eyes and face shape.

Her quirk is unknown since she’s so young, but you and Shoto have been expecting her to use it for the first time at some point. You were hoping that she had Shoto’s quirk and not your quirk. Your quirk is a time travel quirk, but it’s very hard to control in your younger years.

It was pretty late at night and everyone in the household was asleep, including your daughter, (Y/D/N).

She woke up to discover that she was in front of a giant building which sort of looked like UA. She hasn’t been there before, but she’s seen pictures of it, so she kind of knew where she was.

(Y/D/N) was still her regular age, but everything else seemed to be different. She looked over and saw Jiro and Momo walking into school together. They seemed younger though, so it was confusing the hell out of (Y/D/N). She followed them in the school, somehow not being seen by anyone.

She looked around once she got in the school and spotted a few other people she knew from who she’s met and from pictures she’s seen in yearbooks. She saw Iida, Uraraka, and Midoriya, which she recognized since she sees those three pretty often. (Y/D/N) followed the three to a classroom and Midoriya finally spotted (Y/D/N).

He squatted down so he was at her level.

“Hi, what’s your name?” he asked the small girl.

(Y/D/N) just looked at him and slightly tilted her head in confusion. Midoriya saw the confusion in her face and got a little confused as well.

“Are you lost?” he asked (Y/D/N).

She once again didn’t answer, she just looked at him.

“Do your parents live near the school?” Midoriya asked another question, causing a small eye roll from (Y/D/N).

Uraraka turned around to see what Midoriya was doing and she gasped when she saw the little girl.

“She’s so cute!” Uraraka exclaimed.

Tsu walked over and looked at (Y/D/N) as well.

“She sort of looks like Shoto or (Y/N)...” Tsu pointed out.

(Y/D/N)’s facial expression went from slightly confused to completely inquisitive.

The door opened to reveal her parents walking in. They looked younger, but she still recognized them as her parents. She ran over and looked up at the two, which earned a confused look from the two.

“Mom! Dad! Uncle Deku’s being annoying again!” (Y/D/N) exclaimed.

Midoriya’s face turned red, but he looked even more confused.

You and Shoto just looked at each other than back down at the child. You did notice that she does look a lot like you two, but you didn’t understand why the child was calling you mom and dad.

“What’s going on?” Uraraka asked.

You and Shoto weren’t even together yet, so a child calling you two her parents baffled you both to a whole other level.

“Wait, (Y/N) has a time travel quirk, right?” Tsu asked, earning a nod from you.

Uraraka’s eyes lit up and she smiled.

“What if that’s (Y/N) and Todoroki’s future daughter!” Uraraka exclaimed.

You and Shoto became flushed and you just looked at each other confused.

The door opened again, revealing Bakugo and Kirishima.

Bakugo’s bored facial expression immediately became a confused, yet disgusted, facial expression.

“Why’s there a toddler in the classroom?” Bakugo asked.

“Oh, it’s you,” (Y/D/N) stuck her tongue out at the spiky-haired blond.

“She knows Bakugo too?” Uraraka asked.

“I really think it is (Y/N) and Shoto’s child who just inherited (Y/N)’s quirk,” Midoriya concluded, taking a closer look at (Y/D/N).

“Um, what’s your name?” you asked your future daughter.

“You should know, mommy, you named me,” (Y/D/N) crossed her arms with a huff.

You just looked at the child with a puzzled look.

“(Y/D/N)!” the child shouted.

Your eyes widened since that is what you wanted to name your future child. Shoto’s eyes just kept flickering between you and the (Y/D/N), trying to come up with another explanation.

“I knew you and Shoto had a thing for each other!” Uraraka exclaimed.

Your face turned red again, but you just looked back down at (Y/D/N). You decided to pick her up, and you could definitely tell she was your daughter.

“This is so...weird...” you quietly spoke.

Shoto hasn’t said anything yet, he’s still trying to put two and two together. He’s always liked you, but he didn’t expect to walk into school and see your future child.

“She looks so much like (Y/N)!” Uraraka exclaimed, walking closer to the young child.

“Auntie Ochako!” (Y/D/N) exclaimed, reaching her small arms out to be held by Uraraka.

Uraraka grabbed her from your arms and looked at her with a smile on her face.

“She also looks a lot like Todoroki,” Tsu smiled, ruffling the child’s hair.

Shoto cleared his throat and finally went to say something.

“So will it be here forever or will it disappear?” Shoto asked, turning to you.

“When I time travel, no one remembers that I was in that timeline, so she’ll go away and we won’t remember her,” you shrugged.

“This is so trippy,” Kaminari stated.

(Y/D/N) turned her head and saw Kaminari.

“Aren’t you the one (Y/N) calls a dumbass?” the child asked.

Kaminari just paused and looked at you.

You just let out nervous laughter before trying to change the subject.

“Have you ever used your quirk before now?” you asked (Y/D/N).

She shook her head.

“This makes sense then,”

Uraraka put (Y/D/N) down and she ran over to you.

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(Y/D/N) woke up in a cold sweat and looked around her room. She didn’t have a nightmare, but she got back from using her quirk. She got out of her bed and walked over to you and Shoto’s room. She crawled up on the bed and quietly whispered your name.

“Mom?” she called out.

You opened your eyes and sat up to look at her.

“What’s wrong?” you asked her.

“I-I used my quirk...”

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starshineandbooks · 4 years

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Things are better if I stay...

word count: 4,105

Title from Helena by My Chemical Romance

Ao3

Warnings: MAJOR CHARTER DEATH! Angst, dealing with the death, after life, trauma, blood, gore, attempted murder, accidental murder, successful murder, Murderous! Virgil (He isn’t the killer) LOGAN ANGST! Fuck it, everyone hurts. Also not beta read

Pairings: LAMP, Thomas/Harley (Heart)

For @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors‘ Laoft au LOGAN ANGST

Summary: A coup gone wrong ends Logan’s life early, even by human standards, he dies and his loved ones are left to pick up the pieces.

AKA: I got sad so I took my emotional support character from not only the fandom but the LAOFT AU specificaly, and killed him. Oops.

Logan wasn’t supposed to be there, he never was. It was meant for his husband, for Virgil. A plan made by drunken faeries to throw a coup, and try to over through Virgil.

Virgil who was at home with their daughter. Virgil who was the faerie prince. Virgil who would later be very very murderous.

Logan strides through the door of the faerie hill,making sure he has everything in his satchel, eyes falling to the crunching leaves under foot. He sighs, the autumn air chilly this evening, just this side of unpleasant.

The next time Logan has to go and get Bell’s lesbian out of trouble he’ll have to have a real coming to Jesus with Bell. Logan shakes the thought from his mind, he must be spending too much time with May.

“Help!” A voice calls, and Logan goes still.

Logan is not delusional, he is still in a decidedly Fae part of the woods, and voices from an unseen source are definitely not to be trustable.

“HELP ME!” It rings again.

A second voice sounds, “No, you’ll draw attention.”

The second voice sounds like that of an injured man.

Logan swallows, he can’t leave them here. The voices, they’re those of his mortal husbands. Logan could never just leave them there.

Logan has never been very good at rationing things when he is distressed for a loved one.

He doesn't care, he runs to the right suddenly, following the calls for help that are in Patton’s voice, broken and brittle like glass shards. Scared, almost as chilling as when he’d been confronted with the Roman the serpent king owned, the night Roman.

Logan doesn't feel the first arrow until the second one is hitting.

Each arrow goes to his chest, hitting vital organs, and making him bleed entirely too much. He feels each arrow, fifteen in total, hit him, piercing through his skin and muscles, flowers growing from his wounds and hurting him further.

Logan crumples and hears an exchange of words that worry him.

“Oh fuck- That’s snowmelt! Oh we are so dead!”

“You are so dead, I didn’t shoot the arrows.”

“That won’t matter when the witch hears about it.”

Logan swallows hard, eyes glazing over and heart racing, what if they get Virgil next?

“Virg-” HIs throat is too full of sharp bloody shards of pain to continue.

“Logan?!” Virgil calls, appearing, it’s pretty hard for the magic in Logan’s bracelet to not let Virgil know of Logan’s condition.

Virgil scans the area just long enough to feel terrified before he looks to the ground and feels something far, far more potent than the terror of a few seconds before.

“Logan- This- This isn’t funny! Come on, get up! Get up, get up you- you- you incredibly wonderful man, get up!” Virgil shrieks, knees feeling weaker than they have in years.

“Get up.”

Logan swallows hard and manages, “I would like that very much, yes.”

“Then get up!”

“It seems as though I cannot at the moment, darling.” Logan coughs hard, lungs rattling and blood coming to splatter his face and arm as Logan tries to cover his mouth.

“Logan,” Virgil says, sinking to his knees in a surly undignified matter.

Not that Virgil could care in even the slightest with Logan bleeding out on the forest floor, in front of him no less. This isn’t right. This isn’t okay. Nothing is okay and he’s going to lose Logan isn’t he?

What is he going to tell PAtton and Roman? Kai, Sloane, Remy, Emilie, everyone else? What will he tell Linda? Or Dot and LArry?

God, what will he tell Thomas?

“Pretty stars tonight,” Logan rasps, eyes falling from the sky back to Virgil, “darling?”

“Yeah,” Virgil nods, he’ll alway agree with his husbands.

But right now Logan could say he’d never loved Virgil, and wanted to marry the serpent king but married Virgil to spite the unseelie, and that Logan had never loved anyone, and that Virgil deserved to be tortured, and Virgil would agree. Virgil would agree to anything.

“Don’t be sad, love.” Logan says weakly, reaching for Virgil.

Except that.

How could Virgil ever possibly not be sad over this?!

“Logan,” Virgil sobs, eyesight blurring at an alarming rate. But he takes Logan’s hand between his own two gently, “Logan don’t, I can get us to May.”

Virgil focuses everything he has on taking Logan to May, the shadows closing in around them, he won’t lose Logan too. Never, Logan isn’t- Logan’s not even old enough to die by human standards!

A startled shriek from Patton on the couch followed by a gasp and a call for mAy in about three voices.

Virgil’s own, if anyone was really listening, was distorting and turning decidedly non human, and much more eldritch horror-y than not.

“Shhh,” Logan shushes, “Don’t -Linny’s asleep.”

Virgil snaps back around to give Logan a very dirty look, how dare Logan shush him when Logan is literally dying. Oh god, Logan is dying- this isn’t right. Nothing is right-

“Everyone get the hell away from Logan.” May snaps, stomping forward with a black bag with pastel paisley embroidered on it and her duck slippers.

Virgil growls low, in the back of his throat, and not even he is sure what the sound most resembles.

May stares at Logan and she shakes her head with a sigh, “Logan, baby, why on God’s green earth would ya decided to become target in target practice, ya mongrel!? Are ya tryin’ ta kill me early?”

Logan stares just a little more blank than anyone would like at May’s face, “Nana-”

“Don’t you dare start some goodbye speech.”

And as if the moment could not get any worse, as if the universe hadn’t just done the not only unthinkable, but the also unforgivable by promising Logan chronic pain if not death, banshee shrieking starts up in the yard.

The snarl that leaves Roman as he drags Patton into the yard is much more threatening than Virgil thinks he’s ever heard.

“‘M sorry.” Logan rasps, a gurgle following before he swallows as hard as he can, “nd I love you, and all o’ them. Don’- d-”

“Logan don’t you dare,” May snaps wetly, “Don’t you dare! Just hold on!”

She sets a hand on his shoulder and starts digging through her bag hastily with the other.

“Don’ let them be too sa-”

“Logan, I’ll kill you if you do this.” She growls, pulling a bottle from the bag and opening it quickly before doing her level best to get it down Logan’s throat.

Logan swallows the liquid as best he can around the lack of control over his muscles he has going on. His eyes fall to Virgil’s, trying to plead Virgil to do something. To ease the pain.

And what Virgil wouldn’t do for those quick silver eyes.

“Have I told you about how I love you? Well, I’ll tell you again.” Virgil’s voice starts to lessen in distortion and grows more and more alike to the moon breaching the broken ice of a pond.

Logan’s breathing becomes more and more shallow, and even harder to keep up. His lungs rattle with every breath now, and his blood collects in his throat.

And Virgil talks, he isn’t quite sure what he’s saying, and from the looks of it, neither is Logan. May has turned her back on them, oddly quiet.

Then, “Vatti?”

A small voice, a girl’s voice. Linda’s voice.

As if shocked, Logan tries to get to see his baby one last time, figure out why she sounds so broken.

Linda slowly steps forward, “VAtti, what- Is he-”

“Go upstairs, Linny.” May says, voice making Virgil think on those spiky balls from the trees everyone uses around christmas, sometimes called a witch burr, but as miserable as wet socks.

“Mamaw-”

“Upstairs Linda Marie.”

Linda casts a look to Logan and chokes, “Papa-”

“He loves ya, now go upstairs.”

“Mamaw-”

“Now. One.”

“But-”

“Two, Miss Linny I’ll tan yer hide if ya make me get ta three.”

“I love you papa,” Linda says before running upstairs to try to pray this all into some twisted, dark, horrendous nightmare.

Virgil looks down just in time to watch the life and fight leave Logan’s eyes, and oh, that’s a rather dull look in those eyes. Isn’t it?

“What’ll we tell Thomas?” Virgil asks after a pause of who knows how long, but more than he could bear.

“The truth, I’d imagine.”

“You want to tell Logan that his brother was murdered in cold blood in the middle of faerie?” Virgil growls, then growls lower, “He was killed in the middle of my land.”

“So he was.”

“I have business as soon as we finish telling the others.” Virgil sneers, “Someone is going to answer for all of this.”

May turns after a moment, “You won’t be going alone.”

“We’ll see you hag.”

“Shuddup.” May scoffs.

And if the two are teary or maybe even crying, neither says anything, just this once.

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Virgil doesn't know when Patton and Roman came in, only that he hadn’t gone to bed yet. Having instead opted to sit in Logan’s garden, out back.

“Virgil?” Roman asks after a moment, sitting on the ground beside his husband. “Did- Was he in pain-”

Virgil snorts, “No, he was only murdered and shot full of arrows, he wasn’t in-” Virgil promptly shuts his mouth before sighs, “I- I am sorry. That was cruel.”

“Just- just a little, sweetie.” Patton ists on Virgil’s otherside, and Virgil isn’t sure when that happened either.

“We have to tell the others, his parents. We have to tell Thomas,” Virgil croaks, “How are we meant to tell Thomas?”

“Linda said she saw him.” Roman supplies, “So, uh, there’s that.”

Virgil forces himself to look at Roman, and he nearly screams when he sees the look upon Roman’s face. Whether in protective rage or broken sobs, Virgil’s isn’t sure, so he bites it back.

“He uh- God!” Virgil mutters something unkind under his breath about himself and words before managing, “He said we shouldn’t be sad. What the fuck does that mean?!”

Patton gives a laugh, and the underlying tone of a glass bell breaking as it rings isn’t unnoticed by Virgil. Virgil turns his head to see Patton and that was also a bad choice. It seems Virgil is only capable of making incredibly, spectacularly horrid decisions tonight.

“Just like him,” Roman shakes his head, setting his hands palm down on his knees and squeezing, “always so dismissive of his own worth!”

A thick, suffocating, decidedly sharp silence settles over the three. None of them quite touch the others, but they all want to.

To everyone’s surprise, it’s Mamaw who breaks the silence by walking into the backyard. Hands on her hips, “It’s three thirty in the morning, get yer asses in bed. This ain’t gonna be an easy recovery but we all know Logan’d have our hides if we let it tear us apart.”

“Mamaw,” Roman croaks weakly, turning to see his grandmother, “You can’t mean-”

“I mean what I said, Roman. Get yourselves in the house, or the faerie hill or somewhere else, but ya better sleep. We’re all going over to the Sanders house as soon as the sun comes up, because tonight’s a full moon and I am not going ta loose more o’ ya.”

“We should go there now.” PAtton says softly, “They’ll be angry if we put it off.”

“But-”

“I’ll go.” Virgil pushes to his feet, eyes finding the moon, not technically full, tomorrow night it will be though.

“Virgil-”

Virgil turns to face the humans, his humans, “You could come, if you like. I would not blame you if you stayed though.”

“We-”

“You two are decidedly human, yer stayin’ right here.” May says sharply, “and Virgil will be back by breakfast.”

“Yes, by breakfast.” Virgil says, though he isn’t sure when it is, or whether it will be this particular breakfast.

May nods, corralling PAtton and Roman into the house, and onto the couch, because she isn’t fool enough to think they’d sleep in the bed all four shared. Three now.

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Thomas shrieked when Virgil appeared in his bedroom, waking a worried Harley with said shriek.

“Oh- goodness! Virgil-”

“I didn’t mean to come to this room.” Virgil whispers softly, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, force of habit, I mean, Logan used to share this room with me and-”

Virgil gives a choked sob at his husband’s name.

“Is Logan sick or something?” Thomas staggers out of bed quickly, grabbing a shirt from the floor.

“They-” Virgil shakes his head, “He’s dead. Dead, dead, dead.”

Thomas goes silent and Harley mutters a curse word.

“Well, I suppose we’d better go downstairs then.” Thomas sighs, shaking his head, “And, you’re sure he’s y’know, gone?”

Virgil gives an indignant sound, “As if I didn’t watch it happen.”

“Okay.” Thomas walks to stand by Virgil, and he just pulls the taller man into a hug, “It’ll be okay.”

“How are you so-”

“Calm?” Thomas gives a laugh, “I'm not awake and haven’t processed it yet, give me a bit.”

“O-oh.”

“I’ll go get- uh- yeah.” Harley finishes lamely, striding out of the room.

Brian rushes into the room, “Linda’s upset, she said-”

“I heard,” Thomas sighs, “Brian it’s threey forty ish, why’re you even awake?”

“Had a nightmare, ‘nd I didn’t wanna bother anyone, but kitty’s always there.”

Virgil sighs, finally wrapping Thomas up in a hug. “I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t your fault.”

“You can’t know that!”

“I do. You’d never hurt any of them, let alone kill.” Thomas says thickly, “”mon then, we’d better go tell mom and dad.”

“I’m still sorry.”

Virgil is led downstairs and sat on the couch, in Logan’s spot on the couch. And if that doesn't just make him want to scream, cry, or through a tantrum he isn’t sure what does.

He is vaguely aware of voices, and a conversation happening, but he couldn’t tell you who was speaking or what was being said.

“Virgil,” Logan’s voice insists urgently, and he knows it’s just his mind being cruel. Logan can’t be here, Logan’s gone.

“Virgil!” Thomas says louder, setting a hand on his shoulder, “Hey bud- we uh-”

“We- was he in pain.”

Virgil just nods slowly, “Uh- yeah, arrows do that.”

“He was-” Dot swallows hard.

“Y-yeah. Well, I should go. I’m sorry I don’t uhm- I don’t wanna intrude-”

“You can stay.” LArry offers weakly, “You’re family.”

“I have business to attend to.” Virgil says finally, “The sooner I start the sooner the bastards that killed him are found.”

“O-oh.”

“Hey uhm….” Thomas sighs before he just goes for it, “You’re family Virgil, don’t disappear on us. Please. And don’t you dare disappear on your daughter and husbands.”

“But-”

“You better come back on friday, we’ll have a big family dinner, all the gang.”

“But.”

“You’ll be here.” Thomas says, “And you’ll do it.”

“Thomas-”

“Go home, see your husbands.” Harley says finally, “It’ll do you some good.”

Virgil looks to Harley, startled, “But-”

“Go.”

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Virgil appears in the kitchen to his own house after a stop to demand Bell and white to start an investigation. It involved Bell and WHite berating him for abandoning the living husbands.

Virgil finds Patton and Roman on the couch, tangled to gether. Tear tracks staining their faces, but their breathing deep and even, they’re asleep.

Virgil goes about lifting them, and carrying them to the guest room, curled together and clinging to each other in his arms.

He sets them on the bed and sits on the edge, he won’t be sleeping tonight, or maybe ever again.

Linda stands in the doorway, “Vatti?”

Virgil turns, he’s never been good at ignoring, let alone denying his daughter anything, especially such a thing as comfort.

“C’mere liebling.” Virgil says gently, holding his arms out.

Linda rushes forward, burying herself in Virgil’s arms and chest, clambering into his lap. Virgil hugs her as tight as he can while she still breathes.

“Vatti, I- Will he come back like Gretta did?”

“No.” Virgil says, “No.”

“Oh. Good. But uhm…. Are you all going to leave too?”

“No liebling.” Virgil says, “I would never leave you.”

“But- what about daddy and pop?”

“Oh, liebling,” Virgil hums gently, “Not on purpose. But they’re human, they’ll die eventually. You and I will still be here though.”

“O-oh.” Linda says weakly, “But why-” she cuts off and a sob wracks her body.

“Because liebling, life isn’t fair.” Virgil says, not quite sure what she was going to ask but knowing it wasn’t about to be pleasant.

“I hate this.” She whispers, “It’s- it’s- it’s atrocious.”

Virgil gives a cut off sob at her choice of words, “Oh liebling, you’ll be the smartest one in the family as you get older.”

“Don’t wanna be the smartest, I want my papa.” She says petulantly.

“I know.” Virgil says gently. “I know.”

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Logan wakes up. To his surprise, in no pain and under a blue sky with those puffy white clouds. A large dog barks excitedly at him, so he pushes to his feet and tilts his head, watching the creature.

It barks again, turning tail and running to the edge of a tree line before turning to bark once more. Ah, Logan supposes he’s meant to follow the dog?

Logan shrugs, then laughs at himself, no one is around to see such a slip of self control after all. He follows the dog, noting the trees to be apple trees.

As the dog leads him he finds himself wondering where his husbands are and- oh. Yes. He is dead then?

He looks up to a startled gasp, finding a woman with inky hair and her hands on her hips.

“Logan Sanders.” She snaps, cuffing the back of his head, “You left them?!”

“I didn’t mean to.” Logan says, rubbing the back of his head in an attempt to soothe it, “Who are you and why did you hit me?”

“You’re a moron, you know that?!” The woman scoffs, “Askin’ who I am, if Virgil didn’t-”

“You’d be Gretta then.” Logan snorts, “You look better than last time I saw you.”

“I’d hope.” She crosses her arms stiffly, glaring at Logan.

Logan sighs, “He uhm…. Virgil misses you still. A lot, and as someone who ate your biscuit recipe product, may I just ask, do you know how spices work?”

Greta scoffs, “If it ain’t broke ya don’t fix it! Yer insufferable.”

Logan shakes his head, “I am sorry it was rude to say that I suppose I’ve spent too much time with Kai and Virgil.”

“It’s fine, Logan.” Gretta shrugs, “I figure I have eternity to make you like my cooking.”

“I see. Yes, I suppose so. But first, if I truly am dead, I think I have a snake to slap.”

“What?”

“I am less and less fond of the snake king every time Roman reveals another bit of past, I wish to slap the bastard out of the usurper.”

“Oh.” Gretta blinks, a cheshire grin spreading over her lips, “Let me get Trudi and we’ll all go with ya.”

“Very well.” Logan nods, eyes observing the people in the distance.

“I think,” Gretta says, “This is the start of a wonderfully elaborate prank on my brother. Don’t you?”

“Maybe.”

“Well, c’mon, we’d better hurry up, I know Abbey’ll wanna see you. Not sure why, you aren’t nearly as pretty as Virgil was, but he wasn’t shit either.”

Logan laughs softly, “Oh, you’re a little softer than he said-”

Gretta cuffs the back of his head again, “Shut up ya overgrown pixie.”

“O-oh.” Logan freezes, ‘Oh god Virgil- I left them. All of them- Thomas, my husbands, my parents, my friends.”

“Oh, yes, crying fixes it.”

Logan grabs Gretta’s wrist tightly, “No, you don’t get it. I left all of them, but I also left my baby. She is ten. My ten year old daughter saw me just as I was dying.”

“Oh.” Gretta blinks, “That’s uhm- Let’s go get Abbey, she’ll be better equipped for emotions.”

“I just want to go home!” Logan snaps, “Please?!”

“Ya can’t, Logan. Yer here now.”

“Thanks, I hate it.” Logan croaks, his voice cracking like thin ice over a lake, and he plunges into the darkness below.

“Oh- ABIGAIL GAUGE!”

“YEAH?!”

“C’MERE WOULD YA?! LOGAN’S HERE EARLY AND HAVING A PITY PARTY AND I CAIN’T HELP ‘IM!” Gretta calls, flinching as Logan collapses into her.

She awkwardly wraps her arms around him, patting him stiffly, “There there. Strange faerie I don’t know well who’s sobbin’ inta my shirt.”

“Virgil used to talk like that.” Logan says miserably, “I miss him.”

“Ah, I know, little gremlin weaves his way into your heart and then you lose him.” Gretta mutters, “C’mon Logan you can’t mean to cry forever.”

“I might.” Logan petulantly mumbles.

“Logan, baby, that you?” A second woman’s voice sounds, “God, you’re bigger than I remember for sure.”

Logan turns slowly, finding a fiery redhead, “Who- Who are you?”

“I go by Abbey,” She shrugs, “I’m Roman’s mom.”

“Mom and dad talked about you sometimes.”

“Ye-ah, well, I talk about them sometimes too.” Abbey holds a hand out, “C’mon baby, we’ll get you settled and calmed down, then we can go wherever you like.”

Logan takes Abbey’s hand, flinging his arms around her, feeling an oddly deep connection he didn’t know existed with this woman who looks just enough like Roman to hurt.

And maybe it takes Logan a while to settle, sometimes it still hurts. But he does end up slapping Durrant, multiple times, Gretta, Trudi, and Abbey also join the slapping the bastard out of Durrant party.

Virgil sees the poor faeries who killed Logan to a public execution. But it doesn't do anything to fix the ache Logan’s loss created. He’s more protective of his loved ones, each and every one of them. Especially Linda.

Linda who may not look like Logan, but shares in the ability to grow plants. Linda who has taken up the habit of reading herself to sleep with dictionaries. Linda, who will outlive Virgil, god willing that is.

Patton heals slowly, they all do, but Patton lost not only his husband, but his very first friend. Patton lost the man who he did his first play date with. Patton lost a lot when Logan left them, but he healed slowly.

Roman becomes more reckless at first, he couldn’t care less, if he dies he can see Logan again. He eventually, through therapy Emilie provides -who else?- realizes that he still has so much to live for. It gets a little easier, but Roman internalizes it, that two men he’s loved dead, what if Patton aor Virgil is next?

Virgil, Patton, and Roman’s marriage is strained at first. They still love each other, and that would never change, but the dynamic changed. They were mourning, and breaking, and not talking about it. Again. After a year and Linda sobbing and asking if they’re going to break up and leave her too, they go to counseling, which, helps. It isn’t perfect, and they’ll alway be missing their last piece, they won’t be whole. But, they’re better, they’re marriage isn’t strained.

Thomas withdrew from the world, only really talking to Harley and Brian. He lost his best friend in the whole world, his barley younger but still baby, brother. He lost his partner in crime, his childhood memory. Now Thomas only knows half of everything, where as before Thomas knew half of everything, so did Logan, so they knew everything.

May got crankier. May lost another kid she’d loved to a horrible accident. Another kid she couldn’t save. May lives in the past for a while, but she knows the drill, she’s probably the best prepared.

Dot and Larry stop going in public when avoidable. They cry together, and the gp to therapy. They lost their child, and so much more. They lost not just Logan, but almost Thomas too.

Kai doesn't make fun of Logan anymore, he misses the nerd.

Sloane and Corbin try to keep Thomas company when they can, but they all have lives of their own.

Elliot spends a lot of time with Virgil, maybe they weren’t as close to Logan, but they did count him a friend.

Remy and Emilie while they mourn and definitely are a little strained and weary, they make sure the others have groceries and therapy. They do their level best to help the others when they can.

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