#Omg and don’t get me started on the Fox family

[humongousgothskeletonfarm]

tsc thoughts while reading (beware of spoilers) starting with -

david wymack my fucking beloved

also i never rlly liked/cared for thea but her scene with jean and her nickname for him was cute

chapter 3 thoughts:

jeremy being in awe of neil and the foxes is giving me life

fanfics with alvarez in them gonna go crazy now that we actually have a first name for her (and don’t have to invent one)

oh they rich rich (in reference to jeremy’s family butler?!)

jerejean first interaction!!!!

chapter 4:

omg sunshine court mentioned

having the sudden realisation that i can never read fanfics that have jean’s perspective or anything about the how the ravens work, raven!neil/aftermath of the kings men in the same way again

my neighbours are having a party and while i’m loving the music and absolutely jealous i’m not there, it’s really distracting me from reading

ngl i rlly miss neil and andrew and the foxes please let me see my family soon

‘ what you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself’ nora sakavic shut the fuck up you philosophical genius i’m gonna cry this is so real to me

renee i love u

WIT WTF JEAN IS NINETEEN I DIDNT KNOW THAT OH MY GOD BABY HE JOINED THE RAVEN LINEUP AT SIXTEEN WTF

i’m drinking red wine while reading and i think that’s appropriate… also i’m listening to that jean moreau playlist someone made and it’s mega depressing https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5zlPt63Ap0AjJQ1Ff5OKrd?si=75oEzLE8SO-bfJwewM8Evw&pi=a-ge04jIlVTJGY

this is so funny to only me but i’ve been hyperfixating on one direction again and zayn just dropped new music so everytime i read about jean’s raven roomate zane i think of one direction and confused myself a bit about what fandom i’m reading rn

fuck riko u sick fucking fuck u put jean into a box with a singular hole for air and left him to die u fucking cunt

KEVIN ASKING JEAN TO PROMISE NOT TO KILL HIMSELF AFTER NORA WROTE COUNTLESS DRAFTS IN WHICH JEAN KILLED HIMSELF WHILE ON THE PHONE TO KEVIN AND THE ONLY TIME SHE DIDNT KILL JEAN OFF IS THE VERSION SHE PUBLISHED AND THE REASON WE GET TO HEAR HIS STORY TODAY IM SO BROKEN

jean’s ‘gift’ from the ravens with his broken magnets, blacked out postcards and angry letters is making me cry he deserves so much better

slowly realising that this book is gonna be super triggering lol whoops

a cool evening breeze 🥲

THAT CREEPY LITTLE GOALKEEPER IS MY FAVOURITE GUY OK

‘kevin saw nothingn but the court, but jean had stopped hoping for more than that years ago’ shut the fuckkkk uppppp i cant do this anymore kevin/jean relationship is so deeply important to me (i say this about everything)

chapter 5:

SECOND NEIL/ JEAN INTERACTION OF THE BOOK IM SO FUCKING EXCITED

‘of course it’d be you, you tedious malcontent’ ‘good morning to you too’ is so ‘morning sunshine’ ‘fuck you’ coded (neil and matt bromance confirmed)

the amount of mitski on this jean playlist is making me sick

FUCKING SCREAMING OMFG THIS IS THE JEAN/NEIL CONTENT I YEARN FOR

‘abominable cockroach’ aww jean u say the sweetest things 🥰❤️ neil loves u too babe

literally devouring every last scrap of information jean feeds us about neil - his slow, hungry, hateful smile and the madness in his eyes (neil baby i love u never change)

oh jean don’t diss aaron, do u know how many fanfics have been written about u two

tsc is confirmation that jean moreau will come into ur house and judge u based on the contents of ur fridge (and then throw out ur stash of lollies)

‘to have a real match as a palate cleanser’ jean is really trying to win my favour by borrowing neil’s sassiness huh (no wonder i love them so much together) ((and yes i know he’s BEEN sassy ok))

jean reaching for the tv screen as if he could save neil and describing andrew running for neil as if hell was on his heels is making me absolutely giddy idk whether to scream or cry i’m doing both and i’m giggling

I bet on losing dogs is so jean moreau coded omg

holy fuck nora, the moments after the raven/fox match when riko tries to kill neil is fucking amazingly written. reading from jean’s perspective as he watches the game on tv, the tension, the breathless anxiety and confusion of the scene is palpable i coukd fucking taste it, my chest is tight just reading it

JEAN SAYING ANDREW WILL BE COURT IS IMMACULATE

[coltrainbat]

the reader and chris meet for the first time at a dinner with shared joy. the reader notices chris directly and would like to get to know her better. the reader just thinks he is from the market since she heard the news that he is dating alba. only his family and friends know that alba and chris only have a personal relationship. chris tries to explain that to her

Pork or Pasta?

Disclaimer: All characters, mentioned and referred to even those based on real people are entirely fictional. All characters and events are entirely works of fiction for the purpose on entertainment. I make no comment on those mentioned within the request or story. (Can't sue me now baby I'm a law school drop out 😘 )

Fuck fuck fuck. You were late, sooo beyond late for the Charity Gala. Security were mulling outside and in an attempt to save face and avoid having them open the large and very loud doors for your entrance you ripped off your heels clutching them in your hand with your bag as you raced up the stairs. 

“You’re late…” Tommy, the security guard who got rostered on all the events in your city was at the door, eyes honed in on you with a devilish smirk. Tommy had gotten you out of many difficult situation and in return you’d sneak him beer to drink out the back. 

“No shit Tommy.”

The security guard laughed “Don’t worry no one’s taking your spot, get in there.” 

“You’re the best.” Giving him a quick hug

Muffled conversation filled the room as you made your way to your seat in between your work bestie, Nigel and… who the fuck was that?

“Always making an entrance.” Nigel leaned over to the mysterious stranger with dark hair who you couldn’t see the face of but you swooned at his booming laugh. 

“I’m here! I’m here! Don’t fret!” You slid into your seat with a huff causing your bangs to raise slightly from the sudden gust. 

“Omg when did you stop wearing shoes that’s not chic.” Nigel faux gasped. Realising you were still clutching them you quickly tried to manoeuvre your foot back into the all too expensive, uncomfortable heel under the table. 

“I ran here.” You huffed at Nigel.

“That’s great sweetie good for you! Smashing those New Year’s resolutions! Now turn around and meet Chris.”

You were finally able to look up at the handsome celebrity, who looked thoroughly amused by your grand entrance and clunky movements.

The event was held annually to raise money for the arts and your work was a key sponsor but occasional celebrity appearances were nothing to make your jaw drop like this. 

“Be nice…” Nigel whispered swiftly in your ear before he pranced off to socialise. 

“I’ve heard lots about you.” He held out his hand for you to shake

“Good stuff I hope.” The corners of you mouth raised slightly as you returned the gesture. You never saw Chris Evans on the guest list and Nigel always handled the table seating, it was starting to became incredibly clear that the man who had listened to you rant on and on about your relationship status for years had pulled off the mother of all blind dates. That sneaky, conniving little bit-

“Nigel was telling me about how much you do for the artists you work with and quote how ‘You’re their God’…” You were pulled out of your train of thought by Chris smirking at the last line. 

You finally were able to look at his face properly, the small signs of ageing present in the specks of grey in his beard and the wrinkle on his forehead. He was a borderline silver fox, still in his prime with obvious experience present in his face and demeanour.

But you weren’t going to let yourself swoon so easily. Memories flooded in of your recent girls night, as you all huddled around Instagram reading about his newest girlfriend who was conveniently not present. 

She was young which was fine but your FBI level investigator friends were intricately telling you about her background like she was some girl from college. Her horrid behaviour towards waitstaff, her lack of work ethic and how little she cared about her projects, the tweets of her shaming anyone who wasn’t skinny and white - those ones hit hard. You were never the beauty type but that didn’t stop you from gaining the attention from men. But the idea of another woman shaming another for their looks made your skin crawl. She was the antithesis of everything you ever believed in; good manners, kindness and hard work. You believed people were a reflection of those who they surrounded themselves with. And as the memory recalled in your head you couldn’t help but feel icky at the man who while nice and polite probably felt little of you. 

You felt to get through the night you’d definitely need a little help. 

“Well not really, I just listen. People like when you hear them out. I feel like today that kind of personal aspect is lost in interactions.” 

Great answer. Professional. Clear. Nailed it. 

“Well I think they’re lucky to have someone like you. It’s great to see someone give people a platform to share their art.” 

Your eyes diverted from his intense gaze as he spoke sincerely at you to one of your favourite people walking past with a large bottle of wine, the condensation on the sides told you it was white. Your favourite.

“Yeah it’s great, sorry just a second… pssst Geraldine!”

The elderly woman looked at you with a beaming smile on her face, immediately shuffling over to you. 

“Hey! how are you girl?” You took her outstretched hand, squeezing it with happiness. 

“Good! So happy to see you here - I’ll get you the good stuff this stuff… it’s no good!” She waved her finger at you, sticking her tongue a little. 

“Thanks Gerry.” You smiled at her, appreciative of her and the gifts she brings. She was your version of God. 

“You’re welcome darling!”

“You know the waitstaff by name?” His eyebrow raised and you prepared yourself for a snarky comment. 

“They’re human too aren’t they?”

“No I agree I just have met very few people at stuff like this who aren’t so self absorbed with themselves to notice the people who are doing things for them.” You heart pinged a little at that comment, you started to soften in his presence. Catching yourself, you readjusted your posture, pulling your shoulders back. 

“I dont believe you should treat people on their perceived importance, besides kindness pays and now we are all gonna be drinking the good stuff.” You raised your empty glass up, ready to receive the tasty confidence from a bottle.

“I’ll drink to that.” He raised his tumblr of dark liquor, clinking it to your now full glass, making eye contact as you both sipped.

You had nothing to lose and decided to have fun with this, already planning how you are going to recount this epic story of ego takedown to the girls. 

“So Evans right?”

“Yes ma’am.” 

“Huh didn’t recognise you without your bucket hat.”

Chris scoffs “So you saw that huh?”

“Against my will but yes.”

“Well it was complicated.”

“Yeah I imagine hanging around models and c list celebrities all day is “complicated”.”

“I’m hanging around you aren’t I.”

“I’m not a model and I’m not complicated.”

“That surprises me.”

“You don’t know me near enough to be surprised.” You shake your head. 

“No but I would like to.”

“Now THAT surprises me.”

“Seems you don’t like me very much based on what you’ve read.”

“I never I said I didn’t like you I just believe you are the company you keep and I don’t like your company.” 

“That’s still an assumption.”

“Well screenshots live forever don’t they?” You gave him a sarcastic grin.

“You think I would know about those and still continue to hang around someone?”

“How could you not know, do you not know how to use Twitter?” 

“During all your research I thought you would of realised I’m not the best with social media.” He laughed awkwardly.

“I didn’t research you, as I said ‘against my will’”

“Well we are both here now so ask away.” He gestured his drink outwards.

You bit your lip trying to decipher the bullshit from reality but every word he spoke sounded so earnest.

“Why do you date the same skinny actress just in different fonts every time?”

“Who said I dated all of them?”

“Fair enough.”

“Not every woman I’m pictured with I’m necessarily dating.”

“Why would you chose to hang around someone who is so…”

“Horrible?” He interjects 

“I was going to say repulsive.”

“I don’t always have a choice.”

“That’s ridiculous you’re in your 30s.”

“40s… thank you but it’s the way of the game.”

“So you’re a coward?”

His jaw tightened at the suggestion and his playful gaze fell from his face.

“No I just haven’t found the right one.” 

“Maybe because you’re going for the wrong ones.”

“Do you know what this industry is like? I’m constantly getting pushed into being around people that I don’t particularly like.”

You gestured around you with obviousness apparent on your face. 

“Your job is different.”

“So now you’re saying my life is easy?”

“No I’m saying you don’t have 50 cameras in your face at once and people usually aren’t using you for what you have.”

You pursed your lips realising you’ve hit a nerve,

“You really didn’t know did you?”

“Nope. If I did I wouldn’t of taken it as far as it got. People are damn good at hiding their true-selves when it’s convenient but something tells me, you would never understand that.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Well for starters, you came in late, expensive heels in hand - tells me you have good taste but are practical when need be.” 

You nodded at the analyse. 

“You’re nice to everyone you meet, I think about 50 people have walked past beaming at you which is a nice change to have the attention off me for once.” 

“I’m just good at my job.”

“I don’t doubt it but you give it humility. Nigel told me all about what you do and he didn’t understate it.”

You blushed at your accolades particularly coming from the handsome actor.

“I think you can’t help but be anything but yourself and why would you when you’re so great? It’s endearing and a little bit intimidating.” He chuckled out that last line. 

“So I’m asking, can we start over?” He leans in a little closer, placing his hand on your knee like it was nothing out of the ordinary. 

“Yes.” You place your hand on his.

“But first… what if your type?” You quizzed.

“I’m looking at her.” He smirked at you.

After many speakers, more glasses of wine and an unspoken plate swap with Chris who graciously gave you his pasta after you starting drooling over it, the night was starting to become less formal and performers started to play covers of songs you couldn’t help but bop and sway to.

“Do you dance?” Chris asked casually

“Well yes but-.”

“Great!” He interjected, pushing out his chair and holding out his hand.

“Dance with me.”

“I don’t think that’s a good look, there’s photographers around and I know-“

“Omg woman just shut up and go dance with him!” Nigel nudged you out of your seat with Chris quick to steady you.

“You’re an asshole.” You faux sneered at him.

“And you’ll thank me Monday.” He gave you a smug smile.

Chris walked you both to the makeshift dance floor. Wrapping his arm around your waist as you swayed softly.

“So what do you think?” He quipped

“The Gala is going great, no major issues everyone looks like they’re having a good time.” You looked around nervously at a few curious eyes on you two.  

“About me I meant.”

“Oh! Well… I’m 80% convinced.”

“Convinced of what?”

“That you’re not an ass.” 

“That’s promising.”

“Well I’m not easy to sway.”

“Didn’t think you would be.” He purred at you.

You bodies were moving in a slow sway, Chris taking the lead as you melted into his arm as he moved you around the floor. 

“Do you know what you’re doing?”

“Dancing?”

“No being seen with me.”

“What’s so wrong with it?”

“People still think you’re dating her.”

“And? Now they won’t and for good reason.”

“And I was the perfect choice?”

“You weren’t a factor in the plan but if you must know a news report from a “close friend” is due to come out in…” He checks his watch behind your shoulder. 

“12 hours that her and I called it quits.”

“So how do I come into it?”

“You’re just the beautiful woman I met at a charity ball days after a break up that turned out to be my future wife.” He was grinning now. 

“You’re ridiculous you know that?”

“Maybe, but I still want to see you again.”

“80% Evans.”

“Well do you think it’ll be at 90% by next Wednesday?”

“Possibly why?”

“Cause that’s when I’m taking you out… lean back.”

He dramatically dips your body down near the floor never letting an inch of hair even come close to the ground, pulling you back up slowly so your bodies are closer than ever.

You were slightly panting now as he eyes raked your face for a sign of agreement.

“You’re a little too good at this aren’t you?”

“I use to do Tap.”

“No with swooning women.”

“Well if it helps you’re harder to crack than most.”

“Keep it that way.”

He spins you out, only for you to spin back in, your back towards his chest as his arms wrap around your stomach securely. His nose dragging along your cheek.

“So Wednesday?”

“It’s a date.” You move around, hands now landing on his strong chest, his arms clutching your waist protectively, scared if he loosens his grip you’ll somehow disappear into thin air. 

“Would you mind being the front page of a gossip magazine?”

You looked at him confused “Yes why?”

“Because I really want to kiss you but there’s a guy with a camera just over your left shoulder.” 

“Can he see my face?”

“No.”

“Is he filming?”

“Photographer so don’t think so.”

“Could you make him delete it?”

“Definitely.” He grinned.

With that you leaned up a little closer, putting your weight on your toes and placing a soft kiss on his warm plump lips, seeing a sudden flash of white light through closed eyelids you pulled out a little flushed, biting your lip as brush rose to your cheeks. 

“Make him send that to me before he deletes it.”

“Whatever you want.” He leaned down for another kiss.  

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Let’s get some fun recommendations goin around here! What’s a piece of clone content (art, fic, etc) that has stuck with you as being notably excellent? Tag it in your answer so we can all find some new fun to read! If you want, of course; feel free to ignore! 💕

Oooh, this is fun! Yes ♥ I'm an absolute whore for art ♥

Starting off with a beautiful take on my favorite shit boy from the 104th, my babylove, Warthog by @omaano. I know there's no need for an explanation but I'm just so overly proud and touched because this was a tribute to a fallen comrade who happens to be Warthog's bestiecakes, Tracer.

Read more here ♥ And yes, Warthog is my favorite ♥ I will pick him again and again and again and again and again over Commander Wolffe ♥

Second would be Big Boy Wrecker ♥ As much as I am crazy for soft Wrecker with pink beach shorts with Omega, it's the Mischief Energy for me ♥ Love me some unhinged, chaotic, bulldozer baby girl of a man ♥ Also, everything @amorfista is a fave ♥

[WIP] "Shenanigans at the beach"

Another Wrecker by @lornaka because omg, he has truly captivated my heart ♥

Miss these kids sm

Darth Fett by @eyecandyeoz ♥ Candy outdid themselves here and I cannot emphasize that enough because (1) that fic is absolutely filthy, (2) it's a fic and art for one of my hidden/small otps, and (3) that art is as absolutely filthy as the fic.

Vader × Fett😈

This beautiful Crosshair happening that blesses my dash from time to time made by @ditztitz because goddamn, look at those unf-things and them unf-lines.

Very Toned Crosshair

This beautiful Crosshair happening that blesses my dash from time to time made by @ditztitz because goddamn, look at those unf-things and them unf-lines.

House of Fett | Family Picture

House of Fett, of course by @baufraus who I am obsessed with in terms of their art style and sticker vibe.

Thicc Fox & Thicc Wolffe ♥

@patchmates thicc twin love because jfc, Wolffe and Fox being hella fine is such a vibe. I've reblogged this so many damn times, I'm still giddy over it ♥

Bly in booty shorts

Need no explanation than the fact that someone better steal his blacks from time to time for the good of the galaxy. Delicious art by @thatfunkyopossum

Croissants being actual croissants ♥

Anything Fox and Corrie boys related by @amikoroyaiart because they so precious and so much foolishness happening ♥

That one Commander Fox Art that serves so much cunt I feel insecure as a cunt-bearing organism ♥.

This to me is s.ex on the eyes. It's the judgmental tilt of the head, that eyebrow raise, that look of disapproval that can also be seen as 'yeah, I'd hit that... but after work cause I got so much fucking work' — it's the bad boy ciggue for me, that puff of smoke in the background, that turtleneck blacks, that thiccness, that scar, that jfc-i would like to get railed by this man on his desk while he works vibe. ;//////;

Amazing art by @calamity-aims

Need something on your wall? Check them out ♥

Two from @idontgetanysleep that I would love to see on a wall:

Black and white Info Panel feature Wolffe, Rex, Cody, and Gregor ♥♥♥

Vibrant & Groovy Wallpapers featuring Wolffe, Rex, Cody, Howzer, Gregor ♥♥♥

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And lastly, every single fucking panel in this post resonates to me in an astronomical level that I feel more closer to being Fox than being in love with Fox. This is essentially Fox and Me in photos as one. And I'm so pleased that @that-one-egomaniac gave me permission to use this bit because I am obsessed with this that I will post the photo itself — behold, my most favorite thing in the entire galaxy:

Thank you for this very interesting ask ♥

Note: I also don't know why some of the links didn't work as I was getting an error when posting so the rest came out as hyperlinks.

[gemsofgreece]

https://www.newsbeast.gr/greece/arthro/10093567/thyella-antidraseon-gia-ti-nea-seira-krapopolis-pou-afora-ston-elliniko-politismo-einai-ypotimitiki

Omg FOX made a series called Krapopolis that mocks ancient Greece...

It's so bad like who viewed the script and approved of this to be animated? I swear Hollywood it's poison depicting other cultures but for Greece it takes the price.

I am conflicted about this. On one hand I like satire and animation, on the other hand I would appreciate it if FOX started with a Los Crapeles or a Crappington or a New Crap before it moved to a show about a Krapopolis. Greece has already done an animated political satire with some ancient characters (OYK) and it was pretty good, which is not what I am seeing in the reviews of this show. It’s dragged by foreign people not due to being offensive but due to being bad. That’s what you get when you tackle things you don’t know shit about. I see it’s from the Rick and Morty creators so people are really disappointed.

I suppose I can be more or less okay about it if it is the story of one dysfunctional family among normal people. Like, if Greeks are portrayed as normal people but there is just this family, oh well. But the title really annoys me.

On the positive side, the animation is beautiful for the landscapes. Or so I think based on the trailer. The land is literally the only Greek thing that’s not easily satire-able I guess😂

Oh, by the way, literally no character in this show looks ethnic Greek 👀 of course. Maybe it’s for the best this time, it saves us from being compared to the Krapopolis residents 😂

[lexyblip]

Long post sorry anyways THIS BOOK

So when I was at the library on Friday this book in the children’s section caught my eye and I thought it looked cute so I looked it up later and found out the author was gay and the main character has two dads and the story features some queer themes so like it was just really heartwarming to see cus when I was a kid I like never got to even see gay families in media at all. And now kids can just read this and like it’s not skipped over in any way, they mention adoption clearly and normally and it’s shown how uncomfortable the antagonist calling his dads “guardians” rather than parents makes the family uncomfortable (it’s also what later drives Charlie to stand up to them later which is a great scene.) with how it undermines his parents well… being parents. It’s probably something the author himself has had to face being a dad which adds another element.

Anyways I wanted to get it but felt self conscious cus it’s a book for 10-12 year olds but I couldn’t resist picking it up in a bookshop after work when also picking up something for my sister for Christmas and I was intending to just say it was a Christmas gift but then the 40 something year old lady at the counter just started GUSHING over the book and how much she loved it and had read it a lot and I was like woaaaaah ok feeling self conscious about this was dumb apparently!!! So then I told her what the queer rep meant to me and she was genuinely touched and said she was really happy for me. She was amazing love her. But yeah seriously it was a lovely moment and after reading it I feel free of any dumb worries over it being a kids book cus whatever it’s good but also not to be mushy but omg the self hating anxious still unsure if a gay or lesbian couple could even be good parents teenage me needed this silly little Welsh gay fantasy book. It’s just such a glow of optimism and it’s really made my day hhhhhh

Anyways yeah that’s my ramble read this book if you want I guess it’s cute it’s gay it’s got a fox that catches fire what more could you want?? Also don’t feel self conscious about what you love just love it as long as you aren’t hurting yourself or others just enjoy yourself :) they kind of thing yeah

[kithtaehyung]

i finally read it after my post basketball nap 😭 and i hate you but in the best way possible. enjoy the notes i took while reading (there are a lot)

“There’s no telling what he’ll say if you make him comfortable again.”

“He knows you’re safe, and that should be enough. … It’s not.”

• fucking hell ryen 😵‍💫

“And truthfully, he doesn’t deserve those eyes looking at him like that, either. Like he holds all the answers when he really only comes with problems.”

• 😭 ryen im gonna cry

“If you remember anything about that weekend, he hopes it’s that moment. That lone pocket of time is one that he’ll always remember.”

• i swear being in his head is spectacular

“Goddamn, he’s gotten more than soft. Surely, he can deflect whatever the hell he’s feeling somehow.”

• the way he’s been holding it in I can’t 😭

“And with each thing he learns, the more concerned he gets. About the way you’ve been treated, about anything happening to you, and about how he’s starting to feel.”

• this man is… so… i have no words

“Laughing, he feels his chest beat quick, so fucking amused when you come at him like that. Like you don’t give a shit who he is. It does things to him that he’ll never quite admit out loud.”

• admit them you stubborn man 😤

“He’s gonna get you back for that one. You can’t be better than him at his own game.”

• the fact that oc doesn’t even realize the fucking power she holds over this man is absolute perfection 😍

“Did you dye it this morning or did she?”

• JIMIN IS MY GUY! I SCREAMED literally been picturing this for weeks ryeennnnnn 😫

• can we discuss the lengths pjm and kth went to in order to make sure oc was safe because damn. like as much as bro pisses us off sometimes he’s clearly done something right to have friends like this •

“He gathers his things with stiff fingers before heading out the door, looking for the cat he wants you to meet before walking to his car.”

• idk why but this got be so hard… the gorgeous subtly of his brain

• This entire thing made me feel so many different things. it probably will change but for the time being bro has softened me a lil. the way he threw hands and the way his friends regard him highly enough to really worry about him and his family. •

• and i have very little else to say about yoongi at this point. he’s shakespeare level tragic and i love that oc is there because he cant admit that she’s healing him. like he’s not just down bad he’s tortured. •

all in all beautiful job 👏🏼

side note: my team won, 118-72, 25$ a point for cancer research so i definitely channeled some yoongi energy for that shit. and the snacks went over real well. one of the docs on my team chuckled when he saw them and when i asked what was funny he said “ah you wouldn’t understand” so… doctor Karalis if you’re here ‘this is awkward but hi and I’ll see you Monday’

- 🦊

omg hello fox!! my goal was to get this out before monday bc your last bit had me crying LMAO. i love the win for you and it's def bc you channeled the yoongi energy! that's also an amazing game holy shit. high scoring for both teams! but uhhh yes hope this isn't awkward for both of you dslkfjdsklf anyway, to your wonderful comments, let's get it!

yeah... yoongi really does want what he wants. it's so tragic and beautiful and i just love him.

the answers/problems line! i love how you pointed that one out bc i love that one.

being in his head is certainly a time. super intimate chapter, and exhausting as all hell to write as fun/comforting as it was. there's just a lot going on.

he is holding things in, i know.. internalizing a shit ton. and the concerned line! i love that pair of lines, too.

admit all the things, yoongi. you can do it!

READER HAS NO CLUEEE

and i love jimin so damn much. he's a real one istg

WE CAN DISCUSS. vmin are the friends we all need tbh. they really did go the lengths. bc yeah tae told reader that he covered for her, but he didn't know about the basketball thing. so when jimin was freaking out.. he needed to know for sure.

the subtly at the end, where yoongi just wanted to see where that cat was and thought of reader :(( that was totally intentional and i'm so glad you picked that to talk about!

i will say this over and over: i love bro. yes, he's an obstacle as far as we know and yes he's a hardass. but it's hard to blame him when he's been the supportive figure in reader's life. on top of all the crap that he's getting done on his own. it's so clear that he can rely on his friends, which is really fcking good bc that man needs help.

shakespeare level tragic? holy shit what a compliment i can't even- wow. thank you for reading and for all of this commentary! i thoroughly enjoyed reading it all, and i'm glad you were able to enjoy going inside yoongi's mind.

[makeste]

BnHA 326: What’s up Kids, It’s Me, Your Old Pal Stain

Previously on BnHA: Ochako shamed the U.A. Clown Mob into letting Deku go back inside his own fucking school by giving them an hour-long speech about how not to be humongous dickheads. Kouta and Gigantic Fox Lady saved the manga by being the only ones brave enough to give Deku a hug. Shouto was all “man, all this togetherness sure does remind me of that promise you made that we would handle Touya together which you immediately bailed on, doesn’t it, Dad.” Aizawa was all, “for the one and a half people out there who thought that my losing an eye and a leg might actually make me less sexy, I’m very happy to prove you wrong.” All Might was all, “[standing outside the U.A. fortress alone in the rain talking to someone or something??].” Like seriously, what was up with that though.

Today on BnHA: All Might is all “here I am in Kamino having a belated mid-life crisis because Deku abandoned me and I’m a terrible mentor and everything sucks and I hate myself.” Stain is all, “don’t make me come over there and give you a ten page speech about why you’re still the goat while menacingly holding you at swordpoint the entire time” because idk if you knew this guys, but Stain is pretty crazy actually. Anyway so he does that, and then All Might gets all emotional, and then the lady from chapter 92 shows up and gives All Might’s statue an encouraging pep talk, and then Horikoshi is all “and it even stopped raining lol can you believe this shit I’m not even a little bit subtle,” and he really isn’t. But I still got emotional anyway, because seeing people reassure All Might that everything he’s struggled for his entire life hasn’t been in vain just got to me okay. Horikoshi knows I am weak to the All Might feels and he just goes for the jugular every time, that bastard.

lmao. “in the neverending downpour, All Might is...” yeah, thank you, glad we’re getting right to that then

“All Might is driving 95 mph in his busted ass car in the pouring rain, is what he’s doing.” huh

so basically a day or two after his adopted child refused to accept the handmade bento that he packed with love, my man is out here acting like he’s got nothing to live for anymore. this sure bodes well for certain prophecies on which the clock is still ominously ticking down

his fucking face though omg. is it weird that I’m kind of hoping more people ambush him just because I think it’d be funny to see them get their asses kicked like the last bunch

(ETA: or maybe he will just stand there openly not giving a fuck and basically daring them to stab him!! get it together please All Might.)

side note, “anti-hero supporters” is such a strange way of saying “people who hate heroes”, which I’m assuming is what they actually wanted to say?? this makes it sound like it’s a group that really loves antiheroes. “these Hannibal stans have been a real menace lately. time to go deal with them”

ha ha ha, fucking ouch

are you really gonna do it Horikoshi you bastard. are you really going to let that be the final encounter between the two characters whose relationship you once described as the vertical axis of the entire fucking story. are you really gonna?? huh??

huh

you’re telling me you were driving 112 mph and you still didn’t get there in time. you’re losing your touch old man. lol Todo’s ice is almost fully melted already, how late were you

(ETA: so apparently this is taking place after the end of chapter 325, meaning he went to U.A., hung out for a bit, saw the kids come back with his bedraggled half-dead protégé in tow, watched as they shamed the civilians into some long-overdue character development, and then was all “welp, time to go argue with the hero-hating faction or something because I’m feeling useless.” and Edge just let him go, just like that. though to be fair I have to imagine it’s pretty hard to say no to All Fucking Might.)

also belated lol at the fact that the kids were all “yeahhhhhhh we are definitely not gonna touch that thing, let’s just leave it here, he doesn’t need it anyway.” probably the right call to make since they couldn’t get a hazmat team on such short notice

fuck. ha ha ha fucking ouch part two

All Might please put that thing down before you get gangrene. also yeah, you dropped the ball, good for you to acknowledge it. nobody’s perfect and you did your best. but yeah you could have handled a lot of things completely differently. but I still love you

is Horikoshi really putting this flashback here. are you serious. what kind of fucking sadist

look, I swear I’m not one of those people that runs up and down the street shouting “DEATH FLAG!!” at every third panel lol. but this shit screamed Death Flag when we originally got it, and it’s screaming DEATH FLAG!!! even more now. like with the capital letters and exclamation marks and all. and that’s just a fact. I don’t like it but that’s how it is

ffkdjslk

“DID YOU READ THE SIGN??!” Horikoshi asks while zooming in maniacally because he thinks we’re blind or something. lol what

-- though actually, it only just occurred to me that this sign is actually written in English. I never really paid attention up until now and had been assuming it was written in Japanese and translated by the scanlators, but the writing here is clearly part of the original image. anyway so maybe that’s why he’s zooming in?? just to make sure everybody pays attention lol

okay fuck this

see, this is the whole problem right here. once again All Might is all on his own. Deku’s self-destructive angst spiral was fortunately brought to a grinding halt because he actually has support from his friends and family and teachers and classmates. but All Might never had that same kind of support, and it’s made all the difference between the two of them, and not in a good way. Katsuki wasn’t wrong when he said All Might and Deku were both cut from the same cloth. but now when it’s All Might’s turn to go all “I WALK A LONELY ROAD~~” once again, there’s nobody in sight

just, after forty plus years of him carrying this torch, I just wish someone would finally come along to let him know he doesn’t have to. all those things that he wanted to say to Deku are also things that he needs and deserves to hear himself. Aizawa was making a little progress there, but now he’s got his sad zombie cloud boyfriend situation to deal with, and we can’t expect him and his perfect hair to solve all our problems. someone else has gotta step up

oh my god

“you rang?” never mind I take it all back sob

omg why am I laughing. shit

this man truly has the best PR game in the series. we were truly convinced he was gonna suddenly become a good guy and defend All Might against the other villains or some nonsense. as if this wasn’t the same man who decided on a whim that Iida Tensei deserved to be paralyzed, and that his fifteen-year-old brother deserved to die for daring to be upset about it

lol even All Might is all “I genuinely never saw this coming” lmao

just want to say, for the record, I have always harbored a very sensible hatred toward Stain. feeling very vindicated right now. good job Past Me

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ffffwefjslkg. ghsdlkg. dsfkkkslkjldwkjrg

STAIN: heard you talking shit old man

ME: smh that’s what I thought you’d say you dumb fucking Stain

STAIN: how dare you talk about All Might that way

ME: gljfljgk

(ETA: in hindsight I have no idea how I didn’t clue in sooner that he didn’t recognize him -- or, well, ~didn’t recognize~ him, to be more accurate lol. I think it was the whole “is that a slight against the heroes?” thing that threw me. Viz’s translation makes it much clearer that he’s offended on behalf of All Might specifically, not heroes in general. anyways.)

sob. so All Might is all “yeah I don’t blame you for not recognizing me in this sweet leather jacket”

good thing he still knows how to do this party trick

A+ reflexes on Stain’s part presumably pulling the sword back a few inches to keep this dumbass from impaling himself with his whole pufferfish routine. can you imagine if that was the gruesome death Nighteye foresaw. and he was just too embarrassed to say anything

lol anyways guess I was wrong about Stain everyone

way to fucking go, Past Me. you really biffed this one

oh wait

Stain sure is one wacky rollercoaster ride

oh fuck me lol I forgot how much I did not miss this

(ETA: “this here is the sacred ground where All Might gave up the last of his power and turned into a shriveled old man!! please ignore the part where I admit to knowing all about that, and yet pretend not to recognize said man when he’s standing two feet in front of me.”)

Past Me, I know we’ve had our ups and downs these past ninety seconds, but I’m really starting to think you were on to something. this dude has always been kind of insufferable. always acting like his high horse is a fucking giraffe when it’s actually a Shetland pony

dammit now he’s got All Might going off on a depressed monologue

oh my god my heart

shit

why the fuck does that hit so hard. he became a hero because he couldn’t bear to just sit back and let bad things happen to people who didn’t deserve it. I mean that’s basically the same as every hero ever, right? so why does it still hit so fucking hard every single time though. what is it about seeing someone so determined to stand up for other people and fight on their behalf. it just never loses its impact no matter how many times I see that determination mirrored in so many of my favorite characters

“I wanted to make the world a better place.” omg. but you did, though. like seriously, I feel like people are always dogging on him for not being 100% perfect, and fandom really doesn’t give him enough credit for everything he still managed to accomplish. this man came of age at a time when Japan was by all accounts a total shitshow, and singlehandedly managed to bring about an era of peace that lasted for four fucking decades. can you imagine having peace for that long?? that’s longer than I’ve been alive. shit

and he gave people hope. he inspired them and protected them and made them feel safe. and no, he couldn’t save everyone, because he’s only one fucking dude (and also because the whole time AFO was also out there desperately working to undermine him so that he could keep preaching his narrative of “heroes are bad actually”). but you know what he did do, is inspire multiple new generations of heroes who, if they can all manage to work together, will finally be able to accomplish everything he never could

so yeah. forty years of peace, and inspired the “that’s how we all became the greatest heroes” generation -- that’s a fucking win in my book. talk about having a net positive impact on the world. lol anyways now I’m all fired up and ready to fight anyone who tries to talk any shit about you, All Might

“but what if I talk shit about myself” okay listen up All Might I’m gonna need you to try just a little bit harder to work with me here okay. please calm down and stop blaming yourself for every single bad thing that’s ever happened in the world. do you remember that time Bakugou was blaming himself for Kamino, and you gave him a hug and told him it wasn’t his fault, and that he was only a boy, and that even though he was strong, even strong people can struggle with the burdens they place on themselves, and that you were sorry for not seeing that earlier? do you remember all of that? that’s what I want someone to tell you too, dammit. anyway please stop breaking my heart please and thanks

wtf

are you dead All Might

um

I don’t even have the slightest idea what’s happening lol

oh snap did he grab him so they could hide??

hold the fucking phone. don’t tell me this person in the background with the umbrella is here to actually do something decent??

oh my godddd

and here come the feels. oh boy. okay don’t mind me, I’m just gonna sit here sobbing over this fictional lady and her simple act of kindness in this weekly shounen manga that I care about way too much

FUCKING DAMMIT AND HERE’S A SECOND HELPING

DON’T MIND ME, I’M JUST GETTING DISPROPORTIONATELY EMOTIONAL OVER THIS WOMAN’S DETERMINATION TO HONOR A MAN WHO SACRIFICED EVERYTHING TO SAVE HER AND COUNTLESS OTHERS. I’M JUST HAVING SOME FEELS OVER HERE ABOUT HER HEARTFELT, DOESN’T-EVEN-KNOW-ANYONE-ELSE-IS-WATCHING FEELINGS OF GRATITUDE THAT COMPELLED HER TO COME OUT HERE AND MAKE THIS SMALL BUT POWERFUL GESTURE. I’M JUST OUT HERE GETTING ALL PROFOUNDLY WORKED UP ABOUT STATUE MAINTENANCE AND THE HUMAN RACE. NEVER MIND. JUST IGNORE ME AND CARRY ON

holy shit. I was not even remotely prepared. you can’t just do that to me. you can’t just leave all these death flags on my lawn and then suddenly shift gears to show me the best of humanity in a chapter where I was expecting the worst. that fucks a person up lol

OH ARE WE STILL GOING

my heart. you see that, All Might. your legacy is so much more powerful and meaningful than you think

...has. has Stain actually been giving All Might a pep talk this entire time

I give up lol. this dude is a fucking enigma

YAYYY

it may just be a metaphor panel, but I’ll take it lol. I missed them. nice to see the traffic light trio front and off-center. I know the whole “this is the story of how we all became the greatest heroes” thing had left some questioning whether certain characters would continue to play a central role in the narrative, and hopefully this will help to ease those concerns just a bit

anyway, so idk if it’s getting a bit chilly down there in hell, but damned if Stain didn’t just give an actual decent fucking speech

I have to say, earlier when I was whining about All Might not having a support squad, I really was not expecting Stain to be the one to come over and pat his head and reassure him that he made the world a better place

-- okay LISTEN

YOU CAN’T JUST COME INTO MY HOUSE AND HIT ME WITH THOSE ALL MIGHT TEARS AGAIN GODDAMMIT THIS ISN’T FAIR. my god. first 317 and now this

holy fucking shit

“I’m just gonna pretend like I haven’t been stalking him for two days and didn’t see the entire Deku bentogate thing go down, and then I’ll give him the whole big speech that I rehearsed, and then I’ll turn around and be all ‘BUT IF YOU’RE A TRUE HERO’, and then I’ll toss him the super-secret AFO wifi password that I stole from Tartarus. god I’m such a badass. fucking give myself chills”

so basically what you’re telling me is that this whole time my “what’s up kids” characterization of Stain from this shitpost has actually been 100% accurate. just want to make sure I’m understanding this right. okay then

“and then I’ll dramatically spin around and be all NOW COME KILL ME BITCH”

it must be so much fun to write Stain. drawing this coked-out maniac who talks like a chatbot that was trained to speak by reading Alan Moore monologues. that must be a trip

anyway so All Might is still crying, the awesome lady from chapter 92 is admiring her handiwork totally oblivious to the batshit insanity going on fifty meters to her right, and it’s finally stopped raining lol

“THE RAIN WAS A METAPHOR YOU SEE” yes, yes, we got it lol. thanks for that Horikoshi. don’t think we needed any help putting the pieces together on that one but I appreciate the effort

so that’s the end! and as I mentioned in another post, I had the count off by one chapter, but next week should be cliffhanger week! so break out your U.A. Traitor bingo cards, friends and fiends. either that or something else happens that I’m completely not expecting at all. which, based on my success rate with Stain predictions, I’d say is more than likely lol

mmm but anyway, so now that the Hug Deku 2021 campaign has finally come to an end, what’s it gonna take to get a hug for my struggling bento-preparing jacket-rocking world-weary death-flag-waving husband who is the worthiest man to ever live and deserves the fucking world, goddammit

[blushblushbear]

sweetie I run a blush blush blog, I don’t think anything is weird! You’re all good!

OKAY SO NIMH

firstly can we talk about like-- how Nimh canonically has a weak heart??? Cause I feel like that’s not talked about or mentioned much--- he’s only got a couple of lines-- but those lines are like--------------- SERIOUS

Nimh is actually my brother Fox’s favs and he like--- messaged me like OMG HE’S DYING AND WE’RE KILLING HIM?????????????????????

“HE’S TAKING ABOUT BORROWED TIME LIKE--- THIS MAN IS DYING AND WE’RE KILLING HIM BY MAKING HIM GO ON A COASTER 11GABILLION TIMES???????????????????????????????????????? WHAT”

And like

Yeah

Like

Nimh is actually p sad cause he’s probs not gonna live to be super super old???????? Maybe???? Idk

He def has dialouge that makes it like------ like he does mention a few times that he gets light headed and the way we make him feel like-- makes him need to sit down and take a breather???

But yeah, Nimh has a very weak heart and I would like to formally request that we don’t make him go on roller coasters anymore

But yeah like--- headcanons

Nimh’s probably got the most healthy and loving childhood out of all of the boys

His parents are legit the sweetest people

They’re also very chill

His family house is like--- all neat and tidy and warm and cozy, it’s very cottagecore up in there

It’s also a little old folks home-y but not in like a really gaudy way

There are def a lot of decor just chilling around tho

And pictures

SO MANY PICTURES

His parents are like the picture of a quant sweet quiet little suburian couple

But they’re also really like--- more down to earth and realistic than you’d expect???

Like--- they found out when Nimh was very young that he had a weak heart, and instead of like--- keeping that from him or never explaining why he can’t do certain things, they just like----- let him know

They were adamant that it’s Nimh’s body and Nimh’s life and he has a right to know what’s up 

They also never really like--- kept him from living his life as best he could????

Like there was never any “No, you can’t, you’re not allowed cause of your heart!”

It was always more “Well, sweetie, if it’s what you want, we can find a way to do it safely”

They let him have a lot of autonomy but also made sure he was aware of how to be safe and careful 

Tbh when Nimh was told at a young age about his weak heart he was actually pretty scared???

But his parents really helped him with it

They let him know that like--- yes, because of his condition he would have to be more careful than others, but it’s not a death sentence and none of this meant he’s not allowed to live his life

They legit had a moto “there’s a safe way to do anything!” 

They also raised Nimh with the moto “different strokes for different folks”

Cause legit they are also the most accepting people ever

So long as no one is getting hurt or being put in danger they are down for whatever

They have this picture of them on a road trip before they had Nimh, and they’re legit in a biker bar taking a big smiley group photo with their new friends 

A dude in a sweater vest and a lady in a cat sweater cheesing it up with a man who has pain tattoo’d on his knuckles and another one whose got a massive scar across his face

It was a fun trip

Nimh’s dad is a therapist and emotional counselor and Nimh’s mom is a grade school teacher 

So Nimh had just a really supportive loving home growing up

He def still talks to his parents on the daily

First best relationship with his folks, second best is Kelby

Def took you to meet his parents the moment things started getting serious

They a) had already heard a LOT about you, b) ADORE YOU

His family has regular family dinners, usually on sunday, and you are always welcomed

He also was really into books

Like legit-- him cashew and poe need to start a book club 

His canon job is a personal assistant and it’s to the head of a major publishing company

The company mostly does children’s books, though they also branch off into fantasy and young adult coming of age novels

Books always suited Nimh tbh

Not at a bookworm level like Cashew but p close

Even though he was given A LOT of freedom, he tended to prefer the calm and quiet

Less even for his heart and more just cause that’s how he is

He is a comfy boi

Soft boi

Cottagecore boi

He lives in a really cozy little apartment but he frequently visits and stays at his family home as well

NSFW but he’s sexually curious but a little timid in that area, solely due to how soft he is and how prone his heart is to going nuts in bad way when he gets too excited. Slow and steady wins the race for this rabbit folks

Fidgets like crazy when nervous 

Anytime he’s had to be in a full suit for something special he’s been nervous and also his tie is crumpled within the first hour cause he can’t stop fussing with it

He actually kind of loves sad/bittersweet movies

Big Fish is one of his favs. It’s just the right mix of whimsical and strange and heartwarming and sad for him

If anything sad/bad happens to an animal in any movie he cries for at least an hour

Marley and me mcfreaking WRECKED him

Lowkey a vegetarian

Like he’s not SET on being a vegetarian and it’s not for ideological or ethical reasons

He just really loves veggies

Healthy snacker

Can play the piano and a little bit of flute

Not stellar at either but he tries

Is def best friends with Cash and Poe

Him and Cashew are just bookworms together and Poe finds their optimism so quant, so naive, so young in it’s innocence (nevermind that he’s younger than the both of them)

THIS MAN'S SWEATER GAME IS ON POINT

Speaking of games, he actually really likes video games

Less in a here’s my battle station, let’s stomp some n00bs kinda way and more a I have an old cartridge era system in the living room that I play old school games on

Could he make a fortune selling that system and those games on the internet?? Yes.

Does he know that?? Not even a little bit.

Can type surprisingly fast and is an amazing note taker

Bit of a people pleaser too

He’s honestly the perfect assistant and can even get a little— cut throat isn’t the right word…. Sturn?? Serious?? Has a major back bone-y??? When it comes to work

The best assistant his boss ever had tbh

His boss is a lady in her 40’s who wears a lot of pastels and pearls and is p sweet but also very right to business

She does not mince words, very blunt

She’s rubbing off on him a bit, at least professionally 

In his personal life he’s still 10000000% a sweet baby angel

Idk what else there is to say about Nimh other than Fox wants to hug him cause he looks soft and probably smells like vanilla or caramel or something 

[shouldigoondrphil]

I don’t think it’s just me but any head cannons about the how the aftg characters interact and show up in media give me so much serotonin.

Like:

Neil making snarky tweets about Kevin and him getting “pissed” off

Andrew trolling Aaron for no apparent reason

Allison posting pictures with the foxes except they all look hungover and she looks like she just walked out of a model shoot

The whole Andreil being perceived in media

They would have a legit fandom

Think of the level of reach they have on here now as fictional characters. If they were real OH MY GOD. Imagine the power they’d hold

There would be so many ships it’d be hard to keep track of.

Kevin drooling over Jeremy cuz he’s Lowkey crushing but not rly Bc Jean would kill him

But he also gets its Bc Jeremy is amazing and beautiful and the literal sunshine and wait what was he thinking about again…

Imagine the compilations of Neil being an asshole

“Neil Josten being so completely over it for nine minutes straight(I mean Demi)”

Imagine the wholesome compilations

“The foxes being a wholesome(and scary) family for 17 minutes queer”

There’s just so much to work with

AND THE CATS OMG THE CATS

The fans freak about the cats for no apparent reason

It’s seen as confirmation if andreil everlasting love and devotion according to one tumblr user

And another replies that maybe it was a replacement for therapy. They might not be wrong but people discuss it in the comments

And don’t even start about the conspiracy blogs. “Is Nathaniel Wesininski secretly a drug lord using Exy as a front?”

Neil likes to post links to them on his Twitter. He won’t share his tumblr account with anyone.

Except Andrew.

Obviously.

Nicky and Erik’s wedding 😍

Underated couple Laila and Alvarez are besties with Allison.

Kevin also secretly hooked up with someone on the foxes after going pro and everyone is speculating over who it is

The foxes do not make it easy on him. They talk about it on Twitter.

By the end of the week Kevin has had enough. No one ever finds out. Except for one tumblr blogger who worked at the hotel Kevin snuck into.

Guess who was staying there?

AARON. Only Bc I’ve read too many Kevaaron fics and I love them all.

But yea

IMAGINE THE POTENTIAL PEOPLE

[thefoundationproject]

I have to tell you that I love all the family dynamics in the Soft Wars! Even though it's not always the focus, it always sticks out to me the relationships the characters have with eachother.

Like Rex being the 501st dad. Kix being the total mom that he is just trying to keep them in line. ('Do not eat that thing off the floor!' 'Five second rule Kix!')

Really all the Commanders/Captains/LTs etc. with their respective hoard of little brothers/kids. (They were not trained for this!) Even the brooding 'cool guys' like Neyo, Faie etc. seeing a little brother and 'Baby🥺Must protecc😠'

Bacara being the cool mysterious stepdad to Anakin and Ahsoka. ( But like imagine Rex introducing them. Anakin does not know what to do about his dad having a boyfriend. Ahsoka just thinks he'd be good for Murderball, he looks like he has the build for it. He does. She approves. )

Neyo, his tooka and Vaughn in their little cottage. (Enentee is a genius name btw. Imagine Neyo trying to explain what it means. If they have kids soon enough he could pawn off responsibility, or so he thinks. Omg imagine Enentee meeting the new baby in the family. Neyo's already got the dad who loves the family pet even though he insisted they shouldn't get one routine down, he's totally ready.)

Ultimate mother Ponds, Grumpy (Secretly just as doting) dad Fox and their Ponds' strays. (Headcanon they keep buying out the neighbouring flats to make more room until they give in and buy a house.) Also Ponds gives me Soccer Mom vibes, no I can't elaborate, but he def gets all organic snacks. Would Fox be the dad yelling on the sidelines getting more into it than the kids are?

The CC squads and their dads Alphas! (The original 'we weren't trained for this' teen dads. The vindication when their kids get their own menaces to give them gray hairs.)

Colt and Shaak, the Rancors and all the Littles. (Six put Colt in charge one time and he's been in Dad Mode ever since. The button seems to be stuck.)

Hardcase, Wolffe, Roger and their amazing dynamic! (What would Wolffe do if Roger befriends C3PO? 3PO is a cultured droid who would def know alot about plants. Hardcase would have a blast, he wants Roger to socialise. He's read on the holonet that it's important to have friends with similar interest and he doesn't want Roger to be lonely.)

Domino in all their glory! (Fives and Echo are my faves and I adore the way you write them and the rest of Domino. Droidbait is wonderfully adorable. Cutup is hilarious and def the middle child Look-Away-And-He's-In-The-Vents-Listening-To-The-Adults type. Hevy being a Fusser™️! Total Put-On-Your-Sweater-It's-Cold-Outside type. (Hevy, it's 40 degrees Centigrade and we're inside). Them adopting Dogma and Tup is adorable. )

And all the endless older brother/ little brother dynamics! (Who's the ultimate older brother? Some would claim Cody since y'know Alor, but the Alphas would have some opinions about that. The opinons being all the colours of you're wrong.)

This is a lot longer than I intended but there is so much amazingness and I just had to.😅😅

Thank you very much! Family relationships are my absolute favorite to do. There’s something so inherently sweet about it! They’re just all doing their best, making life better for their youngers however they can, even if they don’t much know what they’re doing, they’re trying.

Rex went into all of this full dad mode. Kix got pulled in and went ‘if I don’tkeep these morons from eating out of the bins then clearly no one will’, and then just went ahead and did that thing.

It really starts with the Alphas. They get handed these CC cadets and decide that this isn’t the way they’re going to do things. And the CCs and CTs both see that and at that point that’s the only thing they know. They don’t know any other way but ‘help the Littles’. From the very first generation, it’s become institutionalized: the moment you have a vod’ika in your sphere of influence, you are in some small way responsible for them. Maybe they don’t need raising, maybe all they need is a little support. You give them that. And yeah, even Neyo and Faie and Appo and Bacara who aren’t immersed int hat culture, it still bleeds through. This is a Little. There are many like them. You are to protec the Littles.

I headcanoned that Bacara taught Anakin dirty Marine hand-to-hand combat cheating tricks to use against the Domino twins. And not only is he great at Murderball, he can throw her an incredible distance. Anakin and Ahsoka both decide that this one’s okay.

Neyo definitely, definitely doesn’t have a tooka. Just like he definitely didn’t always want a woodsy cabin with a nearly 360 view and a lake within walking distance. Funny story, NNT is inspired by Endy, my parents’ cat. Endy’s short for NDC. Cuz he’s definitely Not Dad’s Cat. Endy likes to lie along the back of the couch and watch Wheel of Fortune with my dad. Apparently he gets annoyed when they miss Wheel of Fortune. He’s still NDC, though, apparently.

(Oh goodness, Neyo would be the most doting father. Goodness he’d be so soft and careful. Mushhhhh)

Fox calls all their varied hangers-on Ponds’ strays. Even the ones like Han and Qi’ra that Ponds wasn’t even there for. Even the young Guards that hang around. All Ponds’ strays. Clearly.

(… I never once pictured that but that entirely would track. Both. Both those things would entirely track.)

There is no vindication quite as sweet as watching your grand-cadet give your cadet the exact same headaches your cadet gave you. This is why the Alphas are in Priority Chat. To watch the madness and glee that it’s no longer them that has to deal with that.

(You know Cody gave 17 so much trouble. Far as 17’s concerned, every single time priority blows up is justice.)

6 never told Colt to stopholding his brother’s hand. So he just kept doing it. Thousands of brothers and he’s just gonna… keep doing it.

I have never roomed with … dating? Newlyweds? A Hardcase-and-Wolffe. I admire Roger’s fortitude. (Oh no. Oh no. Wolffe would be so displeased about all of the this. Why can’t Roger befriend the tin can instead? The pyro one? Please? Please????)

Domino! The youngest beans-become-middle-children and all living all of that all the way up. I am Quite Fond of all of them, a whole lot. Hevy and his tendency to always get high up so he can get good sightlines to watch over everyone. Droidbait who’s the sweetest baby and also basically as Ataru as you can possibly get without the Force oh and also a polyglot. Cutup livingto get into places he doesn’t belong, and then being brazen enough to make sure you know he’s there. Echo, who’s never done a thing wrong in his entire life. Fives who trades off big-brothering everyone with Hevy. I love themmmm.

Tup and Dogma’s adoption was inevitable. Domino all have to quibble about who is older/who’s turn it is to ori’vod everyone else. Solution, get dedicated vod’ika that everyone can agree is always the vod’ika. And two of them, because they need to socialize. Like cats.

6 definitely calls Cody Alor’ika to his face, and there’s probably others too. 17 doesn’t have to bother, he can just give his brat a look if he ever gets too big-brother for his britches. What’s also fun to think about is the big-brother-pecking-order among the Alphas. Not Jangotat, Jangotat everyone has agreed is eternal Little. Jangotat disagrees, but he doesn’t get a vote. The others all have various incarnations of ‘I’m older right now’. And yeah, the most constant opinion is ‘you’re wrong’. Except the Jangotat thing. They all definitely agree on that.

Thank you so so so much! I love them a perfectly reasonable amount of course, but I’m always thrilled that others do too!

[leia-imogen]

aaron & the family he's found all by himself; vol. 2 // vol. 1

( ft. short jokes, a belated birthday shopping trip, & an ultra-chaotic winter break )

( for @criswisstuff & anyone who enjoyed the first one <3 )

savannah, who is 5'9, is constantly teasing aaron and cleo for being short. katelyn's good at 5'6, and also a bit impossible to tease bcs she's the actual best, so she gets to escape this

cleo ( 5'2 ) is perfectly delighted to have someone shorter than her for once in her life, even by only 2 inches

aaron: guys, just try and see this from my point of view

sav: [ collapses ]

katelyn: [ crouches down ]

cleo: [ sits cross-legged on floor ]

aaron: dude you're literally 2 inches taller than me

cleo: 2 and a quarter

sav is so smug about this but in a good-natured way, in that she and cleo call aaron "kid" or "kiddo" or "pipsqueak" and he doesn't mind bcs they always say it w such a huge smile and he likes to respond to sav with "how's the weather up there, tall-ass?"

and katelyn thinks it's ridiculously adorable how tiny aaron is and obviously she uses him as an armrest all the time

katelyn, petting aaron's hair: guys guys omg he's like an angsty mini blond kitten and i would kill for him <3

sav, popping up between them: mini-yard :))

before i get super distracted, i just wanna mention that aaron met sav and cleo towards the end of november, so they missed the twin's birthday

but sav still insists that she must take him shopping bcs sure his fashion sense is fine but there's always room for improvement, isn't there, aaron??

he relents, so long as she and cleo and katelyn ( who already gave him a birthday present?? why's she doing this??? ) don't spend too much money

sav drags him all around south carolina to the best thrift stores she can find and cleo and katelyn are amazed that she can get such fantastic deals on the supermodel clothes she wears

fr she's literally a fashion design major ( + minoring in business management ) and she shows up to class in skilfully done drugstore makeup and an absolutely killer outfit for like 15 bucks

she grew up poor, and she's still poor now, even if she ( thankfully ) managed to scrape a cheerleading scholarship

sav, flicking through a rack of dresses labelled $4 apiece: RIP to little miss rich bitch reynolds but i'm different ;)

no hate to allison she's awesome but she grew up in the lap of luxury surrounded by designer brands so she knows NOTHING about thrifting and rationing money in general

oh and sav and allison have kind of a frenemies thing going on bcs they're both fighting for the top spot of their fashion design course

they spend the whole day shopping and aaron ends up with a highly upgraded wardrobe that contains a lot of cute pastel stuff and sav's promise to do his makeup

aaron insists on paying for dinner at the really nice pizza place a short drive from campus even tho they all protest

and andrew knows he's found new friends, but has no idea that it's the vixens and he's dating one of them. nicky does tho, but he's sworn to secrecy

nicky thinks his new clothes are adorable and is stunned when aaron tells him the total cost

"oh my GOD that girl sounds like a genius."

"yeah, her name's sav. you guys,, would get along, i think."

okay now for the winter break part!!

i think that you can get permission to stay at dorms if you're an international student or something??

anyways since sav's super upset bcs her father straight-up told her not to come home bcs he has a new girlfriend ( god i hate sav's father )

katelyn would stay with her, but her dad can finally have her home in new york for christmas and she really doesn't want to miss it

cleo, the only one with a properly functional family, is going back to her big family house and loving parents and grandma and aunt and siblings and cousins. love that for her.

so aaron and sav are stuck at psu for 2 weeks and aaron's surprisingly cool with this. and sav's excited bcs for the first time since her mom died, she can spend her christmas with someone she actually wants around instead of her shitty-ass father and his constant stream of bitchy girlfriends

they spend a lot of time together, stealing food from the athlete's dining hall to make their own weird combos, which usually ends with aaron making something Cool and Interesting and sav gagging and spitting out whatever strange concoction she had previously insisted would taste good

i literally can't bring myself to give a shit about the twinyards' deal bcs andrew literally became best friends with renee?? and hooks up with guys at eden’s??? idk what's going on there but it's like andrew is trying to control aaron's life while he can do whatever he wants??? and honestly wtf????

also let me just make it clear that i ADORE andrew so so much he's one of my favourite comfort characters ever but i'm not gonna make excuses for his shitty behaviour. i fully believe he heals and puts away his pride to apologise to aaron, nicky, and kevin for his treatment of them

that's definitely not to say that aaron's internalised homophobia isn't eww, but with so many important people in his life gay, he makes a huge effort to get over it

so andrew just thinks that aaron is spending a lot of time in the library or out with nicky or something

and when aaron tells sav about this deal, she's kinda horrified, but it's pretty clear to her that aaron so desperately wants to fix his relationship with his brother, and she's not in any place to discourage him, is she?

the only thing she can do is hope that he won't come out all the worse for it

and stare at the boy curled up on the other end of the pale pink sofa cleo's parents had gotten, wonder just how much shit he'd been put through, and decide she was going to be his best friend

aaron's face has gone entirely impassive. sav nudges his fluffy-socked foot with her own, then reaches out to smooth the crease between his eyebrows. "careful, you'll wrinkle your pretty little face."

aaron is very caught off guard by this, and very promptly flushes bright red, which contrasts with the pale teal hoodie he stole from katelyn

"okay, enough talk about depressing crap. wanna go make christmas cookies now?"

"yeah."

so they make christmas cookies. well, it was supposed to be christmas cookies, but it turns into double chocolate fudge cookies somewhere along the line. neither of them knows how

them baking together is the definition of chaos. they're still blasting songs, and sav is singing along terribly

"yOu'Re A mEaN oNe, Mr. GrInCh," while poking aaron's cheek as he tries to mix something. he throws a handful of flour at her. "yOu ReAlLy ArE A hEel."

anyways obviously sav retaliates and that ends in a flour fight. it only stops when aaron deadass cracks an egg on sav's head and she smears chocolate into his hair

she also tries to make him sing along to baby, it's cold outside

"i'Ve GoT tO Go `wAAyyy~" she holds a spatula up to his face

"go away."

they video call katelyn, who takes one look at the mess in the cramped dorm kitchen and sighs so loudly and dramatically that her dad pops in and asks if everything's okay

aaron freezes up at the sight of him and sav quickly turns off the camera, bcs they both want to make good impressions on him, and being covered in various cookie ingredients just won't cut it, ya know?

the cookies turn out delicious and sav sends all their group chat various photos of the process, most of which consist of selfies with her making goofy faces while aaron is simultaneously baking and flipping off the camera

plus a several videos of sav enthusiastically dancing and mouthing the lyrics of, as follows, all i want for christmas is you, let it snow, and santa claus is coming to town and aggressively pointing a spatula at aaron

"c'mon aari, just sing! please??? please???? please you can do it i believe in you!!"

finally he just. gives up. "okay, you know what? fine, i'll sing to ONE and then you will STOP bothering me you insolent dumbass."

sav beams. santa baby starts playing. aaron is very clearly going through five stages of grief in 0.5 seconds

"go on," sav says sweetly as she slides in next to a pouting aaron, "i'll sing with you."

sav slings an arm around his shoulder and sways with him, so it's just her doing that and him grumpily mumbling the lyrics

and when the cookies are cooling down, they start cleaning the kitchen up. aaron rubs some spilled egg yolk into sav's hair but it goes pretty okay otherwise, since they're just listening to more christmas songs and chatting about light stuff, like aaron's biochem course, sav's fashion course, and their dumb classmates

aaron mostly listens tho, and learns that sav kind of hates allison reynolds for giving up her inheritance when she would do ANYTHING for even the tiniest fraction of that money

but she still thinks allison's gorgeous bcs c'mon

and that sav's dream is to one day open her own boutique!!

aaron spends most of the actual christmas day with the monsters at eden's bcs nicky and andrew wanted to

he spent a lot of the time texting on their group chat

doessavvyisgay: so u just go to a nightclub every week??

unaliveme: i mean yeah, i literally worked here for a while. we needed money and nicky was already working 2 jobs night and day

actualblessing: babe ur backstory is so tragic

unaliveme: i'm a fox for a reason ig

cleo.magda: Yes but-

doessavvyisgay renamed this conversation "aaron miniyard support group"

unaliveme: oh ffs

unaliveme: sav subject change go

doessavvyisgay: i'm at the clothes store what should i get?

actualblessing: something pretty :)

doessavvyisgay: sorry, i can't buy the cashier

cleo.magda: Wow.

doessavvyisgay: I DID GET HER NUMBER THO

unaliveme: lmaooo what's her name?

doessavvyisgay: uh

unaliveme: savannah istg u don't even know her name??

actualblessing: s a v

actualblessing: damn u really do be turning on the Charm tho

actualblessing: respect i didn't even talk to aaron till i asked him for notes bcs he has rly pretty notes and also a rly pretty face

actualblessing: and even then i was like :0

unaliveme: IT WAS CUTE I PROMISE

doessavvyisgay: u 2 = the only valid heterosexual couple

actualblessing: rt

unaliveme: oh shit i'm getting super drunk

cleo.magda: Aaron, you drink? That's not legal, get out of there right now. Kids these days-

unaliveme: cleo u have literally seen me get drunk af,, the first time we met,,, and anyways this is how my family bonds ✌🏻

doessavvyisgay: that's. so damn weird kiddo but go off ig

actualblessing: no go find better things to bond about other than alcohol and weird sweaty dancing

cleo.magda: Yeah, go watch some Christmas movies!

unaliveme: nicky makes us watch die hard every year

doessavvyisgay: see u in hell, kiddo ;)

cleo.magda: I meant things like The Polar Express and Home Alone.

actualblessing: merry christmas ya filthy animals!!

doessavvyisgay: merry xmas y'all i'm gonna go to that christmas party bcs i'm super bored

unaliveme: merry christmas mothers and fuckers

cleo.magda: Merry Christmas, you guys!

[no-idea-what-imdoing]

Hi since school starts back soon (for me at least) I thought I’d share some things my classmates have said that I overheard last school year (junior year for me) some may be repeats I have posted before

(5/13/22: this is a lie, I never posted this from last august)

[about 7th grader’s] they get smaller and smaller every year

If I was rich why would I live in [redacted]

I’m anxious sometimes

While you’re getting taxes we’re living on government money

don’t eat the penis nut

TikTok bullying is real

As soon as I get in my car I’m whipping it out of here

Hey sexies

[about a petition to get on student government ballot or something] My signature doesn’t count I’m a registered sex offender

September

T: how much do you like [now former]President trump with a 1 being you hate his gu-

S1: 1.

S2: is there anything lower than 1

[talking about the upcoming at the time (2020) election] would you like this old white man or this old white man -my English teacher

I honestly forgot we were juniors that’s scary

[for a project on the elements] Someone got uranium and now I’m mad

This parabola and line are following coronavirus protocol…(don’t feel like adding the other dialogue) or they’re girls and Justin

[evaluating credibility of sources] Is it okay if we have a negative number

Is it that bad

It’s Fox News

[teacher nods like ok valid and walks off]

S1: Does the royal family even have a last name

S2: Steven why are you asking a bunch of standard white southerners about the royal family

It’s Florida tempatures out I am not going out there

I’ve seen this before

do you play geoguesser in your dreamsI used to unironically play Minecraft in my dreams

*pics from prom*

Is that Ben? (Kid that left our school after 2018)

Omg that’s Ben Thomas

He looks the exact same but taller

What school does he even go to now?

*person comes in late*

Teacher: Did you have testing this morning?

Student: No. Therapy

*dancing to Home Depot theme song*

(Saying the pledge) One nation under Canada

it is now the end of the 2021-2022 school year and I graduate in three weeks but I just found this in my drafts so enjoy ig

[maxineswritingcenter]

Bray Road - Fox Mulder x nonbinary!reader part 7

TW: Remains

-

It was so interesting how different things can change how you feel. On (Y/N)’s cheek they could feel the soft cotton their dad’s blue sweater he liked to wear. They remembered laying their head on his shoulder after they fell asleep in the car on a long trip. On their right, their fingertips brushed an objected that made them remember their mother’s wedding ring. They remembered fiddling with it as a small child, moving it from side to side on their mother’s finger because it was too big for her slender digits. They smiled to themself, surrounded by familiar feelings and senses. 

But...how?

(Y/N)’’s blood ran cold as they opened their eyes and was met with the skeletal face of their father. Looking to their left, they saw their fingers playing with their mother’s wedding ring on her skeletal hand. (Y/N) screamed, scrambling across the dirt floor to move away from the remains of their parents. Both of their clothes were in tatters, covered in blood, bugs and rats crawling through the skeletons. Roots of trees rooted them to the dirt walls Their bones were brown, their hair was straw like and white. 

“I thought you would like to see them.” Winterfield came from the shadows, much less hairy than he had been earlier that night, “Give you the closure you deserve. Twenty-five years of waiting to find them.” He walked towards them with his arms behind his back, he wore black sweatpants but was bare everywhere else. Their eyes were brought to their arm, a cotton swab was tapped to their arm, tell-tale signs of an injection. (Y/N) glared at him.

“What did you do to me?!” 

“I gave you what you needed!” He came closer, “I gave you the ability to become stronger, faster, healthier. To be perfect.” 

“I don’t want to be a monster!” 

He chuckled at their words, “A monster. That is exactly what I said to my maker. I was only fourteen when I was turned. I was a weak, frail child, sickly. I was dying and my family brought us to our lake house for one last vacation. And that’s when he found me and made me what I am. He made me strong again, so strong that I killed him myself after my bloodlust started attracting the locals and he called me dangerous. I realized after that that I needed no one, so I killed my family. But I became lonely, I wanted to share this gift that been given to me. I decided that I would make more, taking children like you and make them strong, for them to realize their true potential. It took years of trial and error, but finally I perfected the transformation. By introducing canine DNA into their systems, they were more likely to take to the gift.” He kneeled down in front of them, “You were my vision. A sickly child that could be healed by the transformation. But your parents took you away. I had to get rid of them, you understand.” He stood again, “They would not let you get better.” He grabbed a hold of their arm and tugged them into standing, “Just one bite. And you’ll be like me.” He looked up and they followed his gaze above, a lattice work of roots on the roof of the cave, revealing the moon near its peak. He looked back down, bringing their arm closer to his mouth where sharp teeth. 

“Wait!” They said, causing him to pause with his mouth open. 

“You want this to be perfect, don’t you? You should wait until the moon is as its highest.” (Y/N) rambled. 

“You’re right.” He smiled, dropped their arm, “I should also prepare what you’ll have as your first kill. But then again, once the thirst starts, it won’t end well for your partner. I am so glad you finally understand. And soon, we will see the world through the same eyes.” He made his way back into the shadows. 

(Y/N) bought Mulder time, but would it be enough?

- 

After getting back out of the woods, Mulder led the Elkhorn sheriff’s department back to Winterfield’s home, the idea being that he would take her back to the cellar where the other body was found. But maybe... that wasn’t the case. He made an abrupt right turn onto Stuart Drive. 

“Where the hell are you goin’, agent?” The sheriff’s voice crackled in over the walkie talkie they had given him. 

“Bray road has been this guy’s feeding ground, I think he’s taken (Y/N) there to turn them. Once they becomes a beast, they’ll associate the road with food, he’s starting the cycle over with (Y/N).” 

“Bray road goes out for miles, how are we going to find them?” He asked. 

Mulder thought a moment, “We spread out in a fifty mile radius around the site of the most recent killings. I think that he took Jason there before dumping him back on the road since he was the only one left alive.” 

When they made it to the area, the officers surrounded Mulder as they looked over a map. 

“We start here and branch out. Please use your weapons with the silver bullets, your regular rounds will not work. We are looking at a monster, not a man. He is to be treated as an on-site shot. He is extremely dangerous and will kill you. Agent (Y/L/N) is top priority. Go out in pairs and keep your flashlights on when it gets dark.” He sent the officers on their way. The sheriff came up to him, cocking his shotgun. 

“Lead the way, Agent Mulder.” 

-

After a while into their search of the woods, the sheriff spoke up. 

“So, do you think he’s already... bit, Agent (Y/L/N)?” Mulder had put off thinking of this, not wanting imagine them turning into a monster. Thinking about it though, (Y/L/N) was smart. Smart enough to get him on a case with them when he would only work with Scully or alone. (Y/N) believed in the truth and fought for the justice that their family deserved. He looked up at the sky, seeing the moon was getting closer to its apex. 

“(Y/L/N) is smart, I’m sure they bought us some time.” He said, then tripped over a root in the ground. The sheriff caught him by the shoulder and steadied him. 

“Whoa, there, Agent. Gotta watch out for those roots. These trees have root systems that go out for miles, they can make some pretty big sink holes too.” He said. Mulder looked down at the thick tree root that caught his shoe and an idea popped into his head. 

“Are there any large sinkholes in this area?” Mulder asked. 

“I do believe, about a mile or so that’a’way.” The sheriff motioned to the west. 

“I got a hunch.” Mulder said, the both of them making their way towards the sinkhole. 

When they made it to the sink hole, they found a large gaping hole in the Earth, there were deep grooves around the rim that seemed to be created in a clawing motion. 

“I think this is where he’s been hiding,” The sheriff was down on one knee, looking at the foot prints in the soft dirt, “Looks like he’s left here recently, but he could be back at any second. You go down there and get Agent (Y/L/N), I’ll keep watch.” He stood. Mulder nodded, carefully scaling down the wall on the sink hole using roots and natural footholds in the dirt. He go the bottom, and flashed his light down to reveal a tunnel. If (Y/L/N) was any where, here was probably a good place to search. 

He made his way until he saw light again, a voice caused him to pause. 

(Y/N) was sat against the wall of the cave, watching the moon move across the sky. Winterfield would be back any minute and they would turn into a monster just like him. Tears burned in their eyes as they looked back at their parents. One of their father’s arms had been ripped away and half of their mother’s face gone. 

“I’m sorry.” They said, biting their lip to try and stop crying, “I promised you I would never come back here. But I had to find you. I had to find the truth.” They hiccupped and laughed sadly, “I guess I did it though. The mystery is solved. But I’m going to be a monster just like him.” 

“(Y/L/N)?” They stood up quickly at the voice, fearing that Winterfield was back. But to their overwhelming joy, Fox Mulder appeared in the moon light. 

“Mulder.” (Y/N) breathed out, running to greet him at the tunnel mouth, wrapping their arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. After the excitement subsided, they realized they were hugging their superior and that really wasn’t appropriate-

Mulder pulled them closer, hugging them around their waist. They were quite sure he could feel their heart pounding. He created space between the two, placing his hand on their cheek. His green eyes were filled with happiness and his sly smile graced his face. 

“You found me.” They whispered, leaning into his touch. 

He nodded, “Yeah, us spooky people gotta stick together.” He looked over, seeing the skeletons in the corner. 

“Is that...?” 

They pulled away, and looked at them, “Yeah, that’s mom and dad.” 

“I promise. We’re going to give them the proper funeral.” He said. 

“I’m afraid, Agent Mulder.” Both the agents frozen at the growling voice that came from the shadows of the tunnel, “The only funeral will be yours.”

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[crystalirises]

I just binge read all your fundy one shots and had an idea.

Sooooo you know how the little mermaid has a sequel???? Ariel has a daughter named Melody, and during her baptism they're attacked day Ursula sister. Ariel builds a wall around the castle and Melody hates them and sneaks out all the time.

I was just thinking red haired mermaid + handsome prince who likes music + walls and didn't know where to go from there

Oh god I loveddddd the sequel to that movie! It was just so good, and omg you’re totally right! I didn’t realize how kinda similar some of the stuff are when it comes to Fundy’s life. :333

Anyway, I made this short (again, is this even short lol) one-shot about this idea. Some stuff are different cause well, I honestly forgot some stuff about the movie since I watched it when I was like 12 skskks. Anyway, hope you like this!

Sally cradled the precious bundle closer to her chest as Wilbur guided her down the steps that led from the captain’s quarters to the deck of the ship. She scoffed as he quickened his pace, stretching out a hand as though to help her down the last steps. Ever the gentleman, her king of music. She took his hand, refraining from jumping down with the precious cargo in her hold. The sun was bright in the sky as they looked out into the sea, her people flocking near the edge of the boat to catch a glimpse of the small prince of the land and sea. The baby gurgled happily in her arms as she rocked him back and forth, waving a hand towards her sister who had settled nearby. Niki waved back, crooning sadly that she wouldn’t be able to actually see their new addition to the family. Fundy wasn’t quite like the mermaids - like Sally - taking on a more human-form with the addition of fox-like attributes that Sally just knew came from Wilbur. There was no other option.

“They seem excited.” Wilbur chuckled, hands against the rails as he gazed down at the mermaids. There was a twinkle in his eye as he wrapped an arm around Sally, cooing down at their beloved boy. “He’s just so small... so fragile. I’m going to cry, Sal.”

“Like you don’t do so every night each time you put Fundy to sleep.”

Sally leaned into his touch, resting her head against his shoulder as she continued to rock Fundy in her arms, the small baby giggling as he tried to reach for a strand of her long curly hair. She leaned down to boop his little noise, smiling as Fundy reached up a hand to boop hers too. Wilbur kept his family close as they stared out into the waves, the party was in full-swing behind them, but they stayed where they were. She could hear Wilbur’s younger brothers arguing in the background on a matter regarding what she could only assume was Tommy stealing some of Techno’s stuff. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her father-in-law, Phil, heading towards him. There was a serene look on the man’s face, his stance relaxed as he approached the couple with an ease and regality that only a king could ever hold. He had retired from the position recently, trusting Wilbur with the kingdom and now here they were, celebrating the first birthday of the kingdom’s heir. Sally held Fundy closer as Phil finally reached them, patting Wilbur on the shoulder and pulling Sally into a one-armed hug. She never knew the comfort of a parent, having only her younger sister, Niki, for company.

“Not going to join in the  festivities, mate? I could watch Fundy for both of you, if you’d like.” Sure enough, Fundy began to reach his little arms towards his grandfather, whining as Sally continued to hold onto him.

“In a minute, dad. Sally and I were just enjoying the view.” Sally let Wilbur take Fundy from her, the newly crowned king rubbing a hand against Fundy’s soft ginger curls before pressing a kiss to the babe’s forehead. Wilbur chuckled as Fundy suddenly gripped a loose brown curl from Wilbur’s hair, the baby holding onto it tightly that Wilbur couldn’t escape. Phil shook his head at the small display, Sally giggling at the sight as Wilbur looked up at them with pleading eyes. Soon enough, Fundy got bored and started to squirm in Wilbur’s arms, reaching towards Phil with grabby hands. The baby’s eyes were fixed to Phil’s wings, clearly wishing to pluck a feather or two if Wilbur and Sally were to allow it. Phil wasted no time in scooping his grandson up, the small baby yipping in the older man’s hold as he settled into his grandfather’s arms. Sally mentally crooned as she looked down at her baby. At least he’ll always have the love of his family. Fundy would grow up with his mother, his father, his grandfather, and his three uncles. “Although, maybe we could spare a few minutes. My little champion seems to want to spend some time with his grandpa, hm?”

“Don’t call me that, mate, you’re making me feel old.” Phil scoffed, holding Fundy in his arms with a gentleness that the king only ever showed towards family. Sally took the opportunity and looped an arm around Wilbur’s, dragging him off towards the center of the deck where most of the partygoers were. Phil gave her a small smile as they left before turning to look out into the distance, cradling a cooing Fundy in his arms. Wilbur looked down at her in surprise, eyes blinking as those deep dark brown eyes - that reminded her so much of the dark ocean depths that she once resided in - looked at her with such love and endearment. How could she have been so lucky as to have him? It had been his heart-song that had made her so deeply in love with him. That and he wasn’t that bad of a looker either.

“If you wanted me all to yourself, you should have just said so, love.”

“Now where would the fun be in that, my king?” She leaned in closer, their faces nearly touching when the band began to play a familiar tune. She gasped, Wilbur’s eyes widening before wrapping his arms around her. The band was playing their song, the song that they had danced to on the night of their wedding. It wasn’t quite the traditional slow song that Wilbur said most weddings had. It was a fast-paced yet short tune, a ditty if you will, that left the dancers breathless and nearly exhausted once it finally concluded. His hands were on her waist, her hands pressed against his shoulders in a sort of faux waltz despite the music that was playing. From the corner of her vision, she could see that the crowd had dispersed, leaving space for Wilbur and Sally to dance if they so wanted to. She smirked, leaning up until her lips were close to Wilbur’s, her breath against his face as she looked up at him with a raised brow. “Well, my king, care for a dance?”

“As if you have to ask, love.” Wilbur grinned. Then they were dancing, their steps hurried and quick as they heard the crowd cheer and clap. Of course, Sally led the dance - as if she’d ever let Wilbur lead. Wilbur adjusted to her steps accordingly, knowing exactly what she was doing and feeling great pleasure at letting his wife take control of a skill that she had tried so hard to master.

As they danced, the creak of the wood pierced through the air as the band started another round of songs. The crowd began to join in, Sally catching a glimpse of Techno, Tommy, and Tubbo amongst the crowd - though Techno was simply standing in the sea of people with an awkward look on his face. Wilbur noticed and left Sally to dance by herself. She watched as Wilbur headed towards Techno, no doubt to help his brother with the sudden influx of people in the small space of the center deck. After a few minutes, she broke off to let herself rest, whizzing through the crowd until she reached Phil who had his wings raised in the air. She ducked beneath his left wing, glancing down towards her son who had managed to fall asleep in Phil’s arms. She pressed a gentle kiss on the sleeping babe’s forehead, glad to know that she can trust Phil to put his grandson to sleep. There was a small feather clutched in Fundy’s arms, a content smile on the baby’s face as he snuggled closer to what he was holding. Phil shook his head, chuckling before pulling Sally into a one-sided hug.

“Wilbur went to help Techno. I hope Fundy wasn’t too much of a nuisance... and that him plucking one of your feathers off didn’t hurt.” Phil laughed, shaking his head as he passed Fundy over to Sally. The baby stirred, but didn’t wake as Sally held him closer, cooing about how adorable he was when he wasn’t awake trying to pull other people’s hair or feathers off. She remembered Phil shrieking the first time it had happened during the first time she had let him carry his grandson. Now, Fundy’s crib consisted of feathers hanging overhead - although those came from the ones that naturally fell off Phil’s wings. “I’m glad you got him to sleep so easy, it usually takes forever━”

She felt the shift in the air before she noticed the dark clouds that had rolled in. Phil tensed up, his wings wrapping around her and Fundy protectively as they all took an instinctive step back. Everyone had gone quiet, the band that had played so loudly ceasing to a lull as the crowd began to disperse. The clouds roiled overhead, yet not a single drop of rain came from above. There was a static crackle in the air that didn’t felt like lightning poised to strike. Sally looked down, her people that were once there having vanished back into the sea with only her sister left on the surface. Niki gazed up at her, worry dancing in her eyes before she too vanished into the depths. Sally felt her breath caught in her throat, clutching Fundy closer as she realized what was causing this chaos.

“Sally! Sally!” She heard Wilbur’s voice call out from across the deck, his curly brown hair appearing within view as he tried to reach for her. She felt the arm around her shoulder tense up, the air screaming to a halt as Phil shouted for Wilbur to get back. There was a low whistle in the air and she heard Wilbur scream as a trident sailed past him, nearly grazing his cheek as it lodged itself into the wood of the main mast. She shrieked, teeth clenched together in anger at the thought of anyone daring to hurt her Wilbur, but Phil kept her where she was. They all stood in utter silence, until a flash of lightning - actual lightning - broke through the sky, a figure appearing at the front of the ship. The familiar painted smile on that damned porcelain mask seared itself into her memory.

Dream tilted his head, “Hello.”

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Fundy watched curiously as a bit of ocean water seeped past the tall blackstone walls that kept him prisoner within the palace. He laughed as the water tickled his feet, reaching down to feel the cool water against his face as he patted his hands against the water. He looked up, noticing a small grate on the side of the wall that led directly to the ocean. He held back his excited gasp, before deciding to make a break for it.

A pair of arms caught him just as he was squirming his way between two bars, the familiar scent of salt hitting his nose as his mom held him in her arms. He blinked up at her, ears pressed against the top of his head, whining as he was taken away from the grate that presented freedom. He could see his dad by the doorway, a hand clutching at the stone wall as his mom brought him back into the palace. He tried to squirm out of her grip, but she was unrelenting and only let him down once his dad had closed and locked the door behind them. He stomped a foot against the floor, tail bristling in indignation. 

“I wan’ go out.” He pointed towards the window, locked (he should know, Fundy had tried it before he realized someone had left the door unopen) but it served a greater purpose of showing him the outside world. The walls had always blocked the ocean view, but his parents knew that he wanted to see it. So why weren’t they letting him? His mom sighed, crouching down so she could look him in the eyes. She cupped her cheek, pain dancing in her sea green eyes as she stuttered to answer him. He huffed, looking away as he crossed his little arms in front of his chest. His dad had moved to stand at his side and he could feel a hand rubbing the top of his head and scratching behind his ears. It would have been nice if they hadn’t kept him from leaving. He wanted to see the vast blue ocean that his storybooks always talked about, to see the shells and the fish that he’d occasionally see pictures of. “Don’ wanna talk, I angy.”

“Sorry, baby. But you know how dangerous the ocean is... We can do something else if you’d like, honey. Anything you want for the entire day, how does that sound?” Despite the anger he held in his tiny little body, he slowly began to forget as his dad began to pet his ears and his mom began to pick him up again. They held him in their arms, doting on him as if trying to make him forget what he wanted in the first place. He purred, happy to be the center of his parent’s attention. Even if he did feel a bit coddled, he wouldn’t pass up the chance to spend an entire day with his parents.

“Go nyoom!” His parents laughed as he raised up his arms, both of them setting him back onto the ground as they both counted from 1 to 10. He giggled, turning to leave the small room they were in. He wouldn’t be caught so easily.

And as Fundy ran away, he spared a single glance back, catching a glimpse of the grate that he had tried to escape from.

‘Someday.’ He thought to himself, and then he was running, his parents chasing after him as they tried to coax him to come back. He giggled, happy to play chase with them even if it meant giving up momentary freedom.

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Somewhere, a man clad in a white mask sits upon a throne, trident in hand. He had sensed the little one call out to the ocean. Truly, it was a pity that his own kind would ever interact with a human.

Ah, well. He’d just have to take both of them back then.

‘Someday, indeed.’

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*brain processing noises*

Listen. I don’t know XD

Okay, explanation. Sally is not royalty, she is just a normal mermaid who happened to have fallen in love with Wilbur - who was the crown prince but in this one-shot he is now the king of L’Manburg. Sally’s only family is Niki here while Wilbur has Phil, Tommy, Techno, and Tubbo.

Essentially, mermaids in this world have the ability to transform into a human form but they usually don’t do so cause they fear humans.

Now, yes, Dream is kinda king Triton and Morgana in this AU (no he is not related to Sally XD). Essentially, Dream is the king of the mermaids and he really does not want his people to associate with humans, so Sally has pretty much angered him for deciding to fall in love with human. However, he won’t hurt them, he just wants them back in the ocean and stuff. Yes, he also considers Fundy as one of his people since one of Fundy’s parents is a mermaid. So ye...

This is confusing and I apologize. I hope you guys like this tho! Also, to the anon, I cross-posted this on ao3. I hope that’s alright with you!

[giuliafc]

Betrayal Chapter 11: Volatile Victory

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Written by: JuliaFC

Beta: @itsagrestebug

Summary: Big trouble in Chinat… er, I mean, the Agreste mansion. Gabriel thought he won, but his victory was volatile. And now... the Butterfly Miraculous is gone? Nathalie is sick? OMG! (998 words)

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by (c) Thomas Astruc, TS1 Bouygues, Disney Channel, Zagtoon, Toei Animation. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Written for the "Snippet July" challenge of the Miraculous Fanworks Discord server @miraculousfanworks AND for LadyNoir July @ladynoirjuly Day 22 — Volatile/heal. Let me know what you think!

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Back at his lair, Papillombre’s eyes widened in shock, mirroring the expression of Sentijacques. "You know who I am?" he asked the blond boy in the cage. Adrien smirked at him.

"There are so many things you don't know about me, Father!" he said as he patted the head of the little black kwami that had twirled out of the ring and came to rest in his hand. Adrien proceeded to take a wedge of… cheese… from the pocket of his shirt and give it to him. The kwami was very quiet as he chewed his food.

Papillombre groaned. "What else d'you know?"

"I know everything. Why you want our Miraculous; and although I'd love to get her ba—"

"So help me!" interrupted Papillombre. "We can bring your mother back and be a family again."

Marinette's gaze darted to Adrien as SentiJacques said that. His eyes were full of tears, and she saw him gulping audibly and sniffling. "She's gone! She won't come back and it wouldn’t be fair if she did! That wish can have serious consequences, someone could die if you tried to revive Maman. Instead of fixating yourself on bringing the past back, look around, and think about your present, your future! You need to heal, and you won't until you let her go!"

SentiJacques banged a hand against Adrien's cage. "SILENCE! You ungrateful brat! You will nev—" But as he said so, the Sentimonster froze.

"Father? Are you alright?" asked Adrien, but SentiJacques didn't reply.

In his lair, Papillombre looked in horror at the figure coming off the lift. He tried to speak, but his whole body was paralised.

"It's over, Gabriel," said Nathalie, (or better, Natha...bee?) when she approached. She looked very different. Her hair was in a ponytail in the shape of a bee's sting and her uniform was gold striped with black. She wore a 1930s style dress similar to the one she wore as Mayura. Her smile was hard, devoid of softness as she took the Peacock brooch from his chest. Duusu appeared in a flash of light and Papillombre changed back into plain Papillon, who was left staring at his assistant saying it quietly, her eyes still trained to his, "Duusu, Pollen, Unify." A flash of energy wrapped around her and a familiar blue toned woman took the place of his previous opponent. She was different, in the sense that her hair was still long and combed into the same ponytail and a yellow and black striped mask covered her face, creating a strange contrast with the blueness of her skin and the purple of her eyes.

"Adrien doesn't deserve this, Gabriel," she whispered. Then, she grabbed a small boat figurine that Papillon held into his hands. The sentimonster in the room with Marinette and Adrien flinched.

"What's going on?" asked Adrien as SentiJacques approached his cage, opening both with a key that came from nowhere.

"I couldn't leave you like this, Adrien," said the Sentimonster. Adrien's eyes widened in shock.

"Nathalie?" he whispered. "You're sick. Why are you wearing a Miraculous? It could damage your health even more!"

The sentimonster coughed. "I'm okay. I couldn't stand by and do nothing. Mlle. Bourgeois isn't a threat any more, I have her Miraculous and Gabriel is paralised. Now don't waste time talking. Transform!" The tone of voice was harsh, but the eyes of the sentimonster were full of love.

"You've unified Duusu and Pollen?" said Marinette out of the blue. Adrien's eyes widened. "Nathalie, that’s extremely dangerous in your condition! You should never have done that, the power of the two Miraculous combined can kill you!"

They both watched in horror as the sentimonster crouched over itself and fell to the ground, a fit of coughs shaking its frame. "I'm okay," it whispered, but it said nothing more after that. In fact, it didn't move at all.

"NATHALIE!" shouted Adrien. "PLAGG CLAWS OUT! I can't leave her like that. M'lady, we need to do something!"

Marinette had tears in her eyes as she whispered her transformation phrase. "She sacrificed herself for us. She really loves you, Adrien." Chat Noir hugged the crouched figure of the sentimonster and let his sobs flow freely. Reluctantly, he let go of the sentimonster and they wiped their eyes. With a single look they jumped out of the window, running across the rooftops to reach the mansion.

Unseen from anyone, someone muffled a laugh in Papillon's lair. The figure approached Papillon and, without being seen, took his brooch off. A blob of purple wrapped Papillon's body and Gabriel Agreste appeared in his place, looking stiff and extremely uncomfortable being unable to move a single muscle. "You won't need this anymore," said a female voice, but when she took a breath in and was going to continue, a portal opened in front of them as Gabriel heard the thief running to hide in the darkness.

Gabriel wanted to scream, but could utter no sound. In a few minutes he had gone from being victorious to having lost everything. That's when the figure of a girl wrapped in a brown and white costume came into view. She reminded Gabriel of Rena Rouge, but her hair was combed in a ponytail and instead of having the fox tail behind her back, she displayed a fluffy horse tail. Next to her stood Carapace.

"Monsieur Agreste?" said the superheroine. "Damn, we're too late. What's going on?"

Carapace had approached Nathalie's listless body. "She feels cold, babe. She’s not moving."

Gabriel's heart sank. No, it was impossible. Nathalie hadn't fallen into a coma like Emilie, right? The Peacock was fixed now, why should she? He still couldn't move and his eyes stung with tears he didn't think he was ready to shed. As Carapace picked Nathalie up and started walking towards the lift, the horse superheroine moved his hands behind his back to tie them up. Then she grabbed hold of him too and followed her partner to the lift.

To be continued… Day 23

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Author's Note

Here we are, day 22. Did you really think I'd leave Adrien and Marinette like that? Nathalie on the other hand… poor woman. Gabriel is also devastated (he deserves it though, Nathalie doesn't!). And… the Butterfly is gone again. I wonder who took it… ;)

I hope you liked the chapter and will leave me a comment. I love reading your feedback!

Until tomorrow, bug out!

[purrincess-chat]

I thought of a random one-shot idea in bed this morning when the tornado warning notification on my phone woke me up that I may or may not write later, but gather round, let me tell you a thing.

So, post-s3 Marinette is the new guardian, and the other heroes have been exposed to Hawkmoth so they can't come do the thing anymore (canon will likely find a work around but idc this is my fic). Now Alya knows the importance of secret identities, she does, but when she latches onto a possible scoop, she can't just ignore it.

An akuma attacks the school, someone failed their maths test or some shit, and Ladybug and Chat Noir save the day as per usual, and Alya notices that right after Ladybug leaves, Marinette shows back up and is like wow did you see Ladybug defeat that villain? Amazing. And Alya is like that's funny, cause I never saw you, girl, ya know I never see you during akuma attacks come to think of it, and Marinette gives another lame excuse which has Alya like

So she just so happens to get assigned to do a group project with Nino and Adrien so they all convene at her house, and she's like okay hear me out: Marinette!

And Nino and Adrien are like, bitch you tripping, but Alya is like no! I have evidence! Because Marinette always suddenly disappears when akumas show up then reappears after plus when Alya found Ladybug's textbook in Pharaoh Marinette mysteriously didn't have hers and looking at who all the heroes are they are all people in the class and the first two she picked were Alya and Nino, aka her two closest friends. Nino tries to argue that the two of them had plenty of bonding time with LB and CN to warrant miraculouses but can't argue some of the other points.

Meanwhile Adrien is just sitting beside them like

Because just when he starts trying to move on, Alya drops this bombshell in his lap and now he can't stop thinking about it because Marinette would make so much sense because she's awesome and an amazing friend but like wait, does he love her what is happening??

Alya devises a plan to test Marinette, so they plan on meeting in the park one day to hang out when an akuma attacks (adrien gives an excuse that he has a photoshoot but will be there right after) and Alya and Nino hang out during and once the day is saved Adrien shows up then a few minutes later Marinette comes running up with another excuse for why she was late (akuma was across town so they were fine where they were), and Alya remarks that it's rather funny that Marinette seems to disappear and reappear around akumas with lame excuses almost like she's living a double life.

Marinette is like that's crazy I am totally normal and have normal people things to do! How dare- I was helping my grandmother with technology, and anyway I'm like way too clumsy to be a hero, you know that, so like I-I am not Ladybug.

And besides even if Marinette was Ladybug there is no way she could tell Alya because it's too dangerous, so there.

Alya is like I get that, I get that, but like can you prove you're not Ladybug?

Marinette: Can I what?

Alya: if you're not Ladybug then prove it. Hang out with us during an entire akuma attack. No running off or lame excuses.

Marinette: ...fine. Deal. Good. I will absolutely prove to you that I am not Ladybug. You'll see!

So next akuma attack, they all gather at Alya's and Marinette is like wow look at me here at your house while an akuma is happening right now at this moment, and Alya is like uh huh, yeah, great sure except Ladybug is the guardian now which means she has access to all of the Miraculouses, and I am not so easily fooled by my own Miraculous, and you are a mirage! So Alya yeets a book at Marinette and she disappears and Adrien and Nino are both like

And Alya is like holy shit I was right! Marinette is Ladybug! I figured it out! This is awesome! Now we can be her ground team and help her out, and we have to swear secrecy no one else can ever know who she is or that we know because the fate of paris and possibly the world depends on it so no getting akumatized and holy shit my best friend is Ladybug!

So Adrien is internally freaking out like oh jeez oh dear oh what do we do??? And while Alya is rambling, Ladyfox herself shows up, sensing that her illusion was broken, and Alya is like I knew it! You merged with the fox to create an illusion of yourself, but omg it really is you!

So Ladyfox is like yes, yes, you're very smart, but you cannot know my identity because that is bad news bears, and I can't allow it. And Alya is like but I already know so now I can help you out! And Ladyfox is like if 'you know anything about me, you know that I always have a plan A through plan Z if I have to, and did you really think I'd be so careless with my identity? Because you're wrong about one thing. I didn't merge the Ladybug and the fox.' She holds up her wrist and a second illusion fades to reveal Snakefox with the snake already been activated. 'Now I know you'll figure this one out, so next time I'll have to try something else.' Alya starts to beg her not to, but she resets with Second Chance.

The same scene plays out only Alya goes to hit Marinette with a pillow.

Alya: Because you're a-

Marinette blocks pillow with her arm: real person?

Alya is shocked that she got it wrong, and Marinette is like see? I told you I'm not Ladybug.

Alya: But you always have lame excuses!

Marinette: *sighs* okay, fine, I'll tell you the truth. This is super embarrassing, but akumas freak me out so I come up with excuses to go home so I can be near my family until it's over. There. Happy?

Alya: But you hate the movie they made!

Marinette: *shrugs* I don't like the writing. Is that allowed?

Alya: But...

Marinette: But I'm not Ladybug. Now let's play Ultimate Mecha Strike so I can kick your butt.

They hang out for the whole akuma (adrien eventually fakes a text from his dad to come home immediately) and after the day is saved Marinette teases Alya then returns home to find Bunnybug waiting in her room to bring her back to her timeline (earlier that morning), and they remark that that was close and they'll have to be more careful in the future, but Bunnybug feels like this will put Alya off her trail for a while. The two fist bump before Marinette goes back to her own time to do the events all over.