#May I Have Your Name AU

[dat1angel]

May I Have Your Name?

DP x DC au where ghosts are basically the fae. Danny being half ghost gives him access to the fun bits like the fae magic, trickster abilities, and being able to eat/drink fae food with little to no side effects while he is less affected by the not so fun bits like being incapable of lying(he can but he feels really weird when he does) and being burned by iron(it'll give him a rash if in prolonged contact). Due to fae having extremely long life spans, he has outlived all his loved ones and moved into the infinite realms permanently after their deaths. This has caused him to lean a lot more into the fae traits as the years pass. He occasionally takes trips into different dimensions to cause mischief.

One such trip brings him to Gotham. He's in a park and due to his fae-ness the local fauna are extremely trusting and drawn to him so he has a small collection of birds, squirrels, and maybe even a stray cat or two following him around. This catches the attention of Damian who just so happened to be at that park. Damian walks over to this strange boy who has such an affinity with animals, and starts a conversation with him.

"How do you get them to follow you?" Damian asks as he slowly approaches, voice low to avoid scaring off any of the creatures. Danny glances over at Damian, a smile flitting across his lips, before turning to the gathered animals.

"Patience," he replies, lowering a hand for a young squirrel to climb on, lifting his hand, and cradling it near his chest, "and kindness". He turns back towards Damian and reaches for his hands, which Damian let's him take, and gently deposits the squirrel in his gentle hold. The squirrel looks up at Damian curiously, looks back to Danny who gives an encouraging nod, and then climbs up Damians arm and settling upon his shoulder. "It takes a truly gentle soul to gain an animals trust," Danny says, "Something that I have a feeling you possess. You are intriguing."

If it were anyone else, they may have clocked the way Danny spoke as strange, but Damian was too in awe of both Danny and the squirrel who was currently snuggling against his neck to notice. Even if he wasn't, however, he wouldn't have noticed as he himself was often told he spoke strangely, though he never thought so.

"This is incredible," Damian said, ever so gently bringing a hand up to stroke the squirrels fur. Danny smiled as he watched Damian interact with the squirrel, so kind and gentle, his curiosity and interest in the human growing by the second.

"May I have your name?"

Damian, who takes great pride in his name and would never consider hiding his identity, proudly proclaims, "Damian al Ghul-Wayne".

Danny's eyes sparkle with mischief and his smile grows into something a little too wide and suddenly all his features look just this side of odd. His ears a little too pointed and his teeth and nails a little too sharp and his eyes a little too bright, did they always look like that?

"Well Damian," and when he says his name something shifts in him, like he has no choice but to listen, and... what was his name again? This boy just said it, why in the world can't he remember what it is? "I think you'll be coming with me."

Damian can't stop himself from allowing Danny to take his hand and lead him further into the trees. What was supposed to be a small patch of trees in a park seem to thicken before his eyes, fog rolls in and licks at his heels and they emerge into a clearing that definitely wasn't there before. When he looks around, he can't see any of the park through the tree line. The air in front of them seems to ripple and waver until it divides itself and creates a gateway of sorts to a place Damian doesn't recognize as anywhere in Gotham.

"Come along Damian," Danny says and once again, he has no choice but to comply, allowing this stranger to take him away.

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So basically Danny is a fae and meets Damian and decides, hey I like this one, I'm gonna keep it and steals his name and takes him home. I picture it as Dead Serious but it doesn't have to be taken that way.

Other things I envision for this au include:

Danny showing Damian off to his friends in the realms(Kitty, Johnny, Ember, Skulker)

they congratulate him on his "first catch" and coo over Damian as if he was a new puppy and not a whole human person

Damian being very distraught over his inability to remember his name

Danny tells him that it doesn't matter and his name(and by extension Damian himself) belongs to him now

But if he really wants something to call himself he may go by Dove

Damian always keeps a communicator on him which he uses to contact his family and tell them what happened

They try to track his location but as he is in another realm they cannot

They reach out to Constantine because they need a magic user's help

Constantine hears that Damian got taken by the fae and nearly shits himself

He gives the batfam a run down on fae etiquette and then takes them on a field trip to the fae realm to try to convince Danny to give Damian back

Danny does not want to give Damian back

Anytime Danny gives Damian an order in which he says his name Damian has no choice but to comply

Danny doesn't intentionally abuse this but after centuries without normal human interaction he's lost touch with what is and isn't considered cruel

As if stealing someones' name and kidnapping them is in any way not cruel

So sometimes he ends up being a little mean

Forcing Damian to shut up if he starts being rude

Forcing him to sit or stand or go here or don't move

Once, in an attempt at defiance, Damian refuses to eat and Danny gets this cold expression and his features once again take on that just-this-side-of-odd look and he says "Damian, eat"

Danny goes out of his way to get food from Damians universe because he doesn't want him to have any side effects from eating the fae food

He wants to keep him and doesn't want to risk anything potentially harming him

Time across dimensions is kinda fucky

Idk if I'll continue this cuz I don't really know the DC universe well enough to write it. Everything I know I learned through fanfics. If anyone wants to try their hand at writing it you have my full permission just please tag me because I'd love to see what you do with it. It's up to author interpretation if Danny ever gives Damian back or not. Maybe he makes the batfam do some tasks to prove themselves to convince him to give him back or not. Maybe if you take the Dead Serious route then as they come to truly care for each other Damian is able to convince Danny that he wouldn't be happy living the rest of his life in the fae realm, unable to leave or see his family, and that is what eventually gets Danny to release him. But at that point they really care for each other(maybe already dating) so they keep in touch and Danny visits often and starts getting accustomed to socially interacting with humans again. He is very embarrassed about some of the things he did while Damian was under his possession after relearning human social norms.

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 05

PREVIOUS

It might be objectively funnier if no one knows Fluent Freshman’s first name (even me because there’s some funny ideas but nothing as funny as “UNKNOWN” Smith) aside from Wymack.

Even the announcers just refer to him by his last name (maybe his first name is very foreign and hard to pronounce, maybe that’s why he got into foreign languages, maybe it’s so bland that the announcers just can’t his full name without yawning, maybe it’s just that someone else on the Foxes has the same first name so there’d be confusion, who knows) This only occasionally creates confusion because the Terrapins and the Ravens both have someone with the same last name as him.

Either way after one-two hit confidence crushing combo of the CVS girl knowing he has tummy trouble and the conversation with Neil where Neil asks about his stomach ulcers FF utilizes all of his years of learned behavior to fully fade into the background. Wallflower? No man I’m Wallpaper you cannot see me.” This has unintended consequences.

1. He has become undetectable which means that he is now, once again, hearing all sorts of relationship talk but now it’s not just between Captain Neil and Andrew Minyard and their surprisingly soft private life.

He is subjected to Nicky gushing to Erik in German. He has to listen to Kevin talk to someone named Jean in French (he only finds out later that they’re NOT dating but it sounds like date talk...though most of his experience is listening to Captain Neil and Andrew Minyard loving say they hate one another so maybe he has a bad pool of knowledge.) Matt, Aaron, Jack, and some of his other freshman players all speak in English but CHRIST he wishes it was in any language he doesn’t know. (If he hears Jack say ‘Yeah sure whatever Babe.’ one more time HE’S going to slap the asshole for being so dismissive to his girlfriend.)

2. He has become objectively better at being a defensive dealer because other teams just kind of don’t notice him and pass right to him. Kevin wants to study him on what about him makes him so adept at causing unforced errors in objectively better players. Fluent Freshman, having been yelled at by Kevin more than once, takes the moment Kevin’s eyes are diverted by Captain Neil saying something and just slides out of his seat into a different seat (Middle of the bus. The least noticeable section) and puts up his hoodie and pretends to sleep. (he does not. what if he drools? It’s already hard enough getting sleep in a room with two roomies. He got to campus earliest so that he could claim a top bunk so no one could see him even if heights make him nervous.)

3. Since he has become undetectable that means that Andrew Minyard and Captain Neil have a hard time detecting him. So he has not had to endure their silent judging company. He is sure that Andrew is waiting for him to slip and he’s also sure that Captain Neil thinks he’s stupid. No other freshman gets as much homework help from the Captain as he does. Still, he doesn’t have to sit in the silent knowledge that they both dislike him enough that they want him to know it. HIs ulcers are starting to get better and the girl at the CVS (He’d have to have a whole conversation to change where his prescription is filled and he’d rather die) didn’t even recognize him when he came in for a refill on his prescription or note that he was buying pepto bismol again.

HOWEVER

This means that Neil has come back with slumped shoulders and uneaten snacks the last five times he’s gone for his usual hangout. They are never planned hangouts it’s just that FF is always in the same 3 locations because there are only so many spots on campus where your back is completely secured and that weren’t so intimidating to go into (The library is terrifying. What if he sneezes???) and for the last two weeks Andrew has been unable to find FF outside of practice either.

(It has to be stated that FF is in the EXACT same spots as before but he is in stealth mode and therefore only visible if you are a mantis shrimp.)

Andrew Minyard does NOT like this. FF is THE singular tolerable teammate. Andrew likes the decompression time  he gets when him and FF sit in quiet and do their own things. FF never asks for his attention but occasionally offers him good german literature recommendations for every stage of literacy ever since Andrew had mentioned wanting to get better at the written language so he wouldn’t have to rely on Neil or Nicky when the Monsters vacationed there next summer. He doesn’t call people friend easily but FF is a friend.

So it’s incredibly irritating that for the last two weeks he’s been completely unable to grab that friend and ask what the hell is going on. The Foxes have histories and it wouldn’t be the first time a Freshman’s past caught up with them or that one of them had something set them back into old survival habits. It’d happened with Matt, it’d happened with Aaron and Andrew, it for SURE happened with Neil, Sheena’s coping mechanisms had been the bane of Andrew’s existence the year before, some of the other freshman had setbacks this year and a few players over the years have had to leave due to the very circumstances that gave them a home with the Foxes. Andrew had never really cared as long as his people were fine.

It’s just that Andrew actually kind of cares about this Freshman, he considers him as someone who could be one of his people.

Which is why Andrew will keep stalking the campus around FF’s preferred haunts until he grabs him.

Andrew catches him outside of stealth mode (He had been using a urinal that is NOT where you don’t want people to notice you) and grabs him by the scruff. “We’re taking a drive.” he says and FF just sort of goes limp and lets himself be dragged off.

He hopes that he can write his grandma a letter telling her how much her love and care over the years meant to him before Andrew kills him. He’d even take if Andrew would only let him write it in his own blood.

NEXT

Per your requests:

@i-have-three-feelings, @blep-23

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Okay, random question but in the panel where Lan Zhan & Wei Ying are riding side by side, why is Alan Zhan’s horse sad? Is Little Apple bullying him? :(

PS: I check in daily for your posts, OBSESSED 😭

Alan Zhan (patron saint of when the substitute professor gets your name wrong).

[angelbitezzz]

Goofy nerd in slutty white tank top save me...save me goofy nerd in slutty white tank top

[fruitysoupy]

Grasshopper meets the Hero of Time from @zelda-the-sacred-realm

(click for higher quality!)

Whenever I see a Links Meet AU my first thought will always be "but what if they met my boys", and feisty little Grasshopper squaring up to the grumpiest hero I know made me giggle the most so it had to be done teehee :]]

Thanks for sharing your AU with us <3 I had a lot of fun drawing your Time

[good-beanswrites]

🎬: About Es being a past prisoner and the secret 11th prisoner in your AU. But advance apologies if I'm overstepping into your AU!

I had this idea from a story that pretty much did the same thing. Going off there are novels/manga on Milgram and there being another Es and their own prisoners running another Milgram (but differently) I imagine this Milgram projects has been going on for a while, and our Es was from a previous project who might have gotten the worst verdict (or the most spared out of everyone), and was given this final task as a warden for the next group of prisoners. This is why they so readily agreed and had their memories wiped for this Milgram project instead of being weary on a shady project on judging an almost crime, they've already been through this.

(BTW is it bad and worrying for one of our ten fav prisoners to be the next Es if this is legit...)

Anyway, that's why Es is in Milgram in your AU, I guess? And the lore drop that Kotoko picks up on them being the 11th prisoner, I can imagine her also talking to Kazui since he's a policeman to see if she could cross out any theories on who Es is (Did they look familiar. Possible missing child. Any cases to do with an almost crime by a child other than the 10 of them here). Kazui knows Kotoko wants to investigate, but reminds her that, like in their prison while the trial is on, the facilities they're in have high security too. They do have the freedom to move about, but still limited.

If they're trying to investigate Es, maybe Fuuta, Kotoko and Mikoto can try to do the hacking on the comp Mikoto's allowed to use to Photoshop some shots for the MVs and photos (Fuuta and Kotoko seem to be able to search up info they need I think...). Yuno, Mahiru and Muu can work on charming the staff to see if they can spill more deets on Milgram. Not sure how much the group can gather, but oh boy fun times in Milgram can turn into another sort of stress in this AU...

No worries!! Like I said before, this whole au has been a fun collaborative project, so there's no overstepping :) I am sorry I won't be writing a lot on the ending until we get more info, but that's just the perfectionist in me who doesn't want to be proven wrong 😅 Still, I love tossing around and digging into ending scenarios, I really love this!

Because that would make a lot of sense why they're so willing to subject themself to the whole experiment! They remember how tough their experience was, and are confident they can care for the new set of prisoners while doing their job. I'm imagining they get the opportunity to return as guard, and get to have a nice talk with their own guard first. Once they fully understand what it's like, they're know they can handle it and sign up. It adds a bit of drama, too, since they must have been really young committing their crime in order to complete a years-long experiment prior to this one. They would have been like 10? Oof. (Now I wanna see their three trial songs 👀)

And like you said, that also brings up the question of the new warden. Though I think it's based on verdict results, I can just picture Jackalope keeping an eye on everyone during filming. He studyies their interactions and personalities, keeping his own set of notes on who would make a good successor. (I'm not going to go through every character but there are pros to any choice, it's very fun picturing them all taking the job.) Haha, on the other hand, maybe the reason Kotoko keeps bringing up her role as Es' partner/bringer of justice is because she did discover the truth. She drops as many hints as possible so she can be chosen next 😅

Ooh, I love her working with Kazui on an investigation! The fact that eh may know details on recent crimes (and almost-crimes) is super fun to work with. He's the last person who's going to spill a secret, so the group could go several trials without realizing Kazui had actually heard all about their situation this whole time.

(Getting sidetrack for a sec, I'm suddenly realizing that he and Kotoko may have heard things about the crimes in canon, too. They're a bit unclear about how much time passed between the murders and arriving to Milgram, so maybe he heard some things. I don't know how well-connected Tokyo police departments are, but Yuno, Fuuta, Muu, and Shidou are all nearby. There's definitely a chance he caught word of the vigilante nearby, and she heard about the odd policeman's suicide. Both of them could have heard about the tragic housefire, the disgraced doctor, or horrible schoolgirl murder nearby.)

Anyway, I like that idea of Kazui wracking his brain for any similar cases. Though, if he had, Milgram may have had the foresight to wipe parts of his memory, too. Maybe he does end up using his call to reach out to Hinako and have her look into it from the outside. Sadly, Kotoko seems the type to sacrifice her personal call to reach out to a connection who can help as well. I'll have to think about how closely Jackalope monitors those calls, hm.

I'm going crazy over prisoner investigation team !! Kotoko and Fuuta had the online knowledge to find some good info, and Mikoto and Kazui seem like they'd have a huge network of people they can ask for info and favors from. Haha, I'm torn whether Mahiru would have flirting down to a science or if she'd refuse to do it since it wasn't real love 😂 Still, she's very good at reading people and could definitely help the others charm and bribe their way into some restricted areas. Amane and Haruka can also charm with their innocence/cuteness (though I'm not sure Amane would). Shidou seems very organized, he'd have a plan and backup plan and backup-backup plan ready, no matter what happens. I think it's even funnier, then if Milgram had run several experiments prior. Jackalope would think this was just another runthrough, and for the first time the ten subjects decided to organize together and Cause Problems.

I think there's a beautiful irony in a story featuring ten prisoners planning a jailbreak to save the prison guard...

[skitskatdacat63]

I started a "big" drawing of them, but didn't wanna get too into it, so here are some small Hussar Martian :)

[hamburgrr]

Well I know what Doc is doing to try and win over Peepaw. (Putting him in the water torture cell and going “So I know you love magic tricks…”)

IM SORRY THIS WAS SUCH A FUNNY MENTAL IMAGE I H A D TO DRAW IT

It’s ok he probably had fun holding his breath for as long as possible to fuck with Doc before either hitting the glass or zipping to the nearest sword……. And then having to find someone to cut him out of the pillory thing he’s got on his legs lMAO

I’d say he’d just be a dork about magic enough to get out without mystic but you can’t get out of this one without other people to pull the pins out for you so bros stuck

[hexiewrites]

me, earlier this week: i'm just gonna write a short little one shot, kind of a prequel thing, but mostly an excuse to write some more smut. short, sweet, nothing major!

me, 5k in with no end in sight, sweating buckets: there may have been a slight miscalculation here!!!

[kindheartedgummybears]

ITS HEEEEEEEERE ARFARFARFARF @ssssatoru icb i finally finished it omg

the McEleni vid I was STRUGGLING to make😍🙏

@unhingedlesbear @qusok @kagoa @blubary YALL ARE HERE TOO DONT THINK I FORGOT ABOUT THE TAG YOURSELF POST!!

[sexynetra]

it’s less of a writing game today and more a writing question, but i’m curious: how did you come up with the idea to write your current wip? did you have a ship in mind and then find an idea that would work, or did you have an idea and then find a ship for it? if it was the latter, what other ships did you consider (if any)?

Hello my sweet darling angel light of my life Gi <3333 what a fun answer this will be :)

The idea for my current wip came from SOMEBODY posting a set of photos with some very interesting tags.

And then I, a certified figure skating fanatic, replied something along the lines of “don’t tempt me” and SOMEONE sent me more photos from this shoot and a formal request to write a skating au.

So from there I began brainstorming various prompts and concepts. It took me at least a week or two to settle on the current one (attempt 3), and lots of encouragement from @lady-assnali who is my #1 cheerleader always and forever

The concept actually was somewhat inspired by @aqpippin because I had recently read their iconic 5+1 goodecox story (post the last chapter I am BEGGING I am pleading I am on my hands and knees) and also I had a few key ideas for moments that could happen throughout and the story formed from there. I didn’t fully settle on the concept in its finalized form until relatively recently, but now that I’m almost finished I have a solid grasp on the idea 😂

It was always going to be crygi, since it is being written for a legend and icon in the crygi world, but it did break my heart slightly to make my first Olympic-centric story not rosenali. Also I was fully assuming I would give up and not do it since I had never written any of these characters before, but everyone has been so kind and encouraging and here we are, the finish line in sight :)

[villainsidestep]

smth smth fawn’s self rivalry in the siblings!au

[voidfell]

Tag Dump 1 / 2

Still working on Kaz and Marty's tags but consider them added too. Might add my rules + muse list to my pinned post cause it seems easier then updating my carrd every time I get impulsive.

[twinksintrees]

How slow does the burn have to be for a fic to be considered slow burn

[adoptsomecookies]

Hey uh- I have a question.

Is it legal to try to remake any ancient cookies?

* Absolutely not!!!! It is very illegal to own an Ancient Cookie if you are not part of the government, to remake them.... thats just a horrible thing to do in general! Would you wish to give the human government an way to churn out more Ancient cookies? Would you like it to put more Dark Cacao Cookies into the world only to fight wars that they themselves do not care for, but must in fear of their lives being taken away as they are treated as weapons of war rather than people? Or how about a Hollyberry Cookie? Forced to be secluded with an snotty brat of a politician day in and day out without any sort of chance to truely shine in her social ways? Or how about a Golden Cheese Cookie, unable to see others and show off her beauty to the wide world, and instead be forced to hide in various vaults in the world underground, counting money for hours and hours upon end, and her wings unable to spread into the wide blue? Or perhaps a White Lily Cookie, lost and confused, and forced out into the wilderness to fend for herself just to monitor animals in delicate ecosystems, without any way of truely hiding away thanks to the chip in their chest? Or even Pure Vanilla Cookies, who are forced to be diplomats and peacemakers for groups of humans that keep fighting amongst eachother, where he must always be watching over his shoulder lest he gets crumbled by spiteful human or Scorpion Cookie? Would this truely be justified to bring more Ancient Cookies into a world that uses them as work fodder?

* Besides, their ingredients are currently extinct, they have not shown any signs of growing back/being produced as of late. That is a good thing, maybe when Cookie Corp finally gets the ruling out that the government officials cannot do such things, the potential of more Ancients shall arise.

Tldr: Dont even try.

[dreamcatcher-ranger]

The coffee shop looked pretty nice. Just a tiny, comfy spot for a tiny, comfy latte. Could a latte be comfy? Amity, or at least the mind version of her, shrugged. Probably not. But it didn't matter, it surely delivered the concept.

The line was advancing slowly. Her attention began to lower. With a huff she took on her phone and scrolled a bit down her chats, to no avail. Amity shot a glance at the people around her. Nobody would have paid attention to a young girl with purple hair, or at whatever she was looking at on the screen. She opened ao3.

Just a little dip, she said to herself. Just a couple of paragraphs. Immersed into the sweetness of Hecate's love confession to Azura, she hadn't noticed that she was now right in front of the counter.

"Good afternoon, miss. What can I offer you today?"

The cheerful voice wasn't enough to distract her. Without looking away from the screen, Amity mumbled: "A chocolate and vanilla latte, thanks"

"Alright, will do. And may I..."

Amity shot a glance to the barista. She was a girl about her age, with dark, short hair and kind, warm brown starry eyes. There were no other ways to call them. Starry. It was the perfect definition. Cute, also. She was holding a cup and a pen.

"...have..."

Said cute, starry eyes became less starry and more malicious as her whole face turned into a mischievous expression. Now she got all of Amity's attention.

"...your name?"

Amity was not impressed. Her interest vanished as quickly as it came. She couldn't feel any threatening aura. Just another girl. Cute, but that was it. She returned to her fic. "They call me Amity."

"Huh."

The purple-haired girl looked up. The cutie pie on the other side of the counter was still holding the cup, looking at her quizzically. And vaguely intrigued.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's just the delivery. Scared that you may get... Witchnapped?"

"That’s not a word"

"You didn't answer."

Amity looked away, remaining cool and aloof. The barista little smile faded.

"Oh, okay. A choccy-nilla latte for..."

"You have to be careful with names."

Amity wasn't sure about why she said that. But maybe, just maybe, this girl wouldn't have took her for a weirdo.

"They are prized. They are yours."

Maybe, just maybe, this girl wasn't like the others...

Her warm, starry eyes lit up. And the adorable smile returned.

She slammed pen, cup and hands on the counter and leant towards the other, excitedly.

"You too?"

Amity hurriedly took a step back.

"Me too... what?"

"You know the tales, too? The legends, the stories?"

In a way, Amity thought. But before she could say anything, the other girl regained a bit of composure, with an awkward, apologetic smile, and waved her hands.

"Sorry sorry, too lively, wasn't it? But the question stands. You too into folklore?"

Too darn cute. Amity found herself blushing, despite her best efforts. She covered her mouth and tried to focus on something else. Oh, look, how cute this cream dispenser is...

"I'm Luz, by the way"

The girl- Luz- was holding out her hand. Amity took it. "Amity. But you already know it."

This seemed to make something click into Luz's mind.

"Oh, cierto, your latte. Silly me. On it. Anything else- is that a Good Witch Azura keychain?!?"

This girl was a surprise after another. Amity took the little Hecate keychain that was dangling from her purse. She chuckled.

"Yes, I, uh, didn't thought somebody would recognize it..."

"You kidding? It's adorable! And look- we match!"

Luz tucked her hand in the pocket and fished out a phone in a nice bat case, a bunch of scraps, a pencil and finally a couple of keys with a little Azura keychain.

Proudly, she deposited it next to the cream dispenser.

"Twinsies!"

Amity giggled. Luz was an absolute little ray of sunshine, and it's been a real lucky shot having met her. Stretching her purse, she brought Hecate next to her... nemesis? Sweetheart? Frenemy? Whatever.

"Twinsies."

An older boy popped from behind the coffee machine.

"Hey Luz, ya done making googoo eyes? What was her order?"

Luz scrambled back, stuffing everything back into her pocket, and scribbled down on the cup.

"Choccy-nilla latte for Amity! Here it comes!"

Amity tucked a stray strand of purple hair behind her ear, and stepped to the side. Examining the various tip jars, she picked the one with a lot of stickers and doodles of witches on it and dropped her tip. She hadn't found a name, but was somewhat fairly certain that it was Luz's one.

"Choccy-nilla latte!"

Amity took her cup and started walking away. On it, somebody, guess who, has doodled a kitten and a star and a little heart and... wait... is that a...

With her free hand, Amity fished her phone and unlocked it. Typing carefully, she then let it ring a few times.

The sound of a commotion from behind. And then:

"Hello."

"Hello. May I have your name?"

"Noceda, Luz Noceda. But who?..."

Amity turned around, not completely, just enough to let the cutie pie behind the counter see her little smirk.

Luz's face went from puzzled to charmed.

"Oh, I see..."

"Scared of being witchnapped, Noceda?"

With the teasing "Not a word!" from Luz still in her ears, Amity walked out of the coffee shop.

She let her gaze wander over the skyline of the woods, and the light orange hue of the sunset.

"Luz Noceda..." she hummed. That was the prized name. That was hers.

Amity would make good use of it.