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eqgsocials · 2 years

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Headcanons on what outfits the rainbooms would wear?

based on things from my own pinterest board, i've come prepared with photos as well!!! :D

sunset shimmer

(before the demon, sunset gets sent to the human world to equestria girls)

(post demon, before rainbow rocks to present)

heavily inspired by techwear, sunset's style in my mind has a lot of leather, a lot of chains, and LOADS of band tees

after the first movie, sunset's closet touches into much more color and life. she owns a lot of boots and beat up sneakers that she finds comfort in wearing

ps: i also headcanon she started seeing a therapist after the first eqg movie and her depression medication gave her weight gain!!! she's stunning through and through

fluttershy

very inspired by cottage core and fairycore lolita, fluttershy fits into this very floral cutesy aesthetic very well! she wears

rainbow dash

baggy clothes rainbow? baggy clothes rainbow. rainbow's style is very casual and very relaxed. i imagine them having tons of sweats and tons of sneakers with basic crop tops/hoodies, with the occasional letterman jacket completing the look.

rarity

despite following current trends often and applying it to her wardrobe, i feel like rarity's style is also a mix of rich new york city girl. i feel like her style combines a lot of tweed, a lot of blazers and heels, and very heavily inspired by old money preppy style

applejack

applejack's style.... woo. this one was the hardest one for me to do. her style has a mix of a TON of elements, such as plaid, zip up jackets, a load of denim, and a bit of beat up converse and durable cowboy boots

i didnt want to make her a sterotypical cowgirl in her style, but i imagine her closet holds a lot of hand me downs and items that remind her of her parents :,D

pinkie pie

kidcore!!! literally the definition of kidcore :D!!! she owns a lot of bright colors, a lot of overalls, and many bracelets/necklaces that she's made herself

twilight sparkle

twilight will wear outfits for comfort over ANYTHING else, with the most dressiest she'll go in dress pants. they are a business casual icon on the best days and a sweats and a hoodie person when studying for final exams

#eqgsocials #asks!#headcanons!

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is-it-raining-yet · 2 years

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After the Blitzball game

My own epilogue to the book Rainbow Dash brings the blitz

Rainbow Dash and her teammates, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Applejack had just changed back into their regular clothes and put their Blitzball uniforms into their duffle bags. Walking out of the girls locker room and toward the main entrance of Canterlot High they met up with Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy and Sunset Shimmer.

"Howdy Slammers." Applejack greeted her friends by their team name.

"Hey Zips." Sunset Shimmer greeted back, using Rainbow Dash's team name on them. "That was a great first coed Blitzball game."

"Yeah, it was so fun!" Pinkie Pie agreed excitedly.

"Congratulations on the win." Twilight Sparkle said.

"That was an amazing final shot you and Forest Thunder did in the end" Fluttershy added softly.

Rainbow Dash smirked. "Yeah, we were pretty awesome," Rainbow Dash said proudly.

"You and Forest Thunder make a great team." Sunset Shimmer said.

Rarity walked up closer to Rainbow Dash. "Yes you two are quite the couple" Rarity said to Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash looked at Rarity, surprised by her comment. Rarity giggled and patted Rainbow Dash on the shoulder.

"Sorry darling, I was just teasing." The rest of the girls giggled as well.

Rainbow Dash smiled and said "Yeah, I don't think that's gonna happen."

As they turned the corner out of the hallway and into the front office of the building Rainbow Dash and her friends heard somebody from behind them call "Hey, Rainbow Dash."

The girls all turned around to see Forest Thunder walking up to them quickly, like he was afraid he'd miss her before they walked out of the school. Forest Thunder was also out of his Blitzball uniform and back in his usual clothes, black shoes, dark green pants and a bright green hoodie with a picture of a dark green pine tree behind a yellow thunderbolt on the front. His neon green hair was still damp from the boys locker room showers.

Forest Thunder stopped in front of Rainbow Dash.

"I didn't think you or your friends would still be here, the game ended over an hour ago." Forest Thunder said to Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash looked at the clock on the wall next to the front desk. It was past ten p.m. "Wow, it is really late. How come you're still here?" She asked.

Forest Thunder gave Rainbow Dash an awkward smile "Ivory was going to drive me home but by the time I got my turn in the shower he had to leave early, I only just got out." He told her.

"How you gettin' home then?" Applejack piped up.

Forest Thunder's smile disappeared and he sighed "I guess I'm walking." he shrugged.

"Yeah, I'm walking home too," Rainbow Dash told him.

Forest Thunder's face brightened a bit. "Really, how about we go together, I'd like to have someone to talk about the game with me."

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened, uncertain, she scratched the back of her head and thought for a moment then said to Forest Thunder.

"Sure, I wouldn't mind talking about the game some more." She said.

Forest Thunder's smile reappeared. "Great." he replied and opened the front door so they could exit the high school. Rainbow Dash took a step and then hesitated. Rainbow Dash turned to her friends, who all looked surprised by what just happened. Rainbow Dash gave them a shrug and waved goodbye before walking out the door with Forest Thunder.

The pale moonlit night sky greeted Rainbow Dash and Forest Thunder as they walked down the steps of the school, not saying anything until they passed by the wondercolt statue. Forest Thunder was the first to speak.

"So, what street is your house on?" He asked Rainbow Dash.

My house is on Whitetail." Rainbow Dash told Forest Thunder.

"That's fine, it's only about five minutes away, and that street is on the way to my house." he said.

They stepped out onto the sidewalk and started walking their way to Rainbow Dash's house.

Rainbow Dash decided to bring up their Blitzball game.

"So, awesome game tonight, huh?" Rainbow Dash said, starting up the conversation.

"Yeah, it was pretty exciting, I had a great time, and it was amazing how many people came to watch us play it." Forest Thunder said back.

"Our story in the Canterlot Gazette's newspaper did give us a lot of supporters, and they all were pretty excited to see us play tonight" Rainbow Dash reminded him.

"True." Forest Thunder agreed. "But who would've thought that even Comet Chaser would be there watching our game?"

Rainbow Dash nodded and said "Tell me about it, after quitting the Canterlot High Blitzball team, I never would've imagined he'd show up at our school's first coed game, let alone change his mind on making Blitzball a coed sport." Rainbow Dash and Forest Thunder had reached the end of the street they were on and turned left onto Whitetail where Rainbow Dash's house was.

"Word's been spreading out about Comet's apology to you,how he admitted that he was wrong and that he's starting that Blitzball training league for girls at Canterlot High that you were talking about." Forest Thunder told Rainbow Dash.

"What can I say, I'm awesome like that." Rainbow Dash said proudly, as they reached her house.

"Yeah, I always thought you were awesome," Forest Thunder admitted. "And I knew that if there was only one person in the world who could get Comet Chaser to see how fierce girl Blitzball players could be it would be you, as strong, determined, inspiring and smart as you are. You're a very special person Rainbow Dash." Forest Thunder finished, looking into Rainbow Dash's eyes.

Surprised by the genuine sincerity of Forest Thunder's compliment, Rainbow Dash couldn't help but blush a bit. "Wow…thanks" Rainbow Dash said to Forest Thunder.

They looked at each other for a moment then Forest Thunder broke the silence.

"I gotta get home, I'm way past my curfew, thanks for talking with me, Rainbow Dash, see you at school on monday'' he smiled at Rainbow Dash, waved and walked away.

Rainbow Dash stood there watching Forest Thunder until he was out of sight then went into her house.

Rainbow Dash quietly closed the front door behind her and crept up the stairs so she wouldn't wake up her parents. She entered her room, kicked off her shoes and changed into her pajamas.

After she was dressed she sat down on her bed and thought about what Forest Thunder had said to her before he left. He complimented her about being awesome, which is a compliment she's used to hearing from everybody, but after that he also called her strong, determined, inspiring and smart all at once, and he said that she was special too. Nobody at Canterlot High but her friends had ever given her a compliment as sincere and heartwarming as that.

During the Blitzball situation for the past few weeks Rainbow Dash's friends had been pointing out signs that Forest Thunder liked her. Rainbow Dash didn't think too much of it then, but now that Forest Thunder had spoken those words to her tonight, there was no more doubt.

"He really does like me." Rainbow Dash realized to herself.

She got into bed and pulled the covers up to her waist but she didn't lay down. Rainbow Dash thought more about the past few weeks with Forest Thunder, how they talked about Blitzball in class, how he stood up for her multiple times in front of Comet Chaser, their practices together and how they used their teamwork to win tonight's game. Rainbow Dash rested her head on her pillows and smiled,

"I kinda like him too" she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

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somescenecatholic · 2 years

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guys help

should I get this (im literally a size 16)

IM SO TEMPTED BUT AT THE SAME TIME WHAT IF ITS LIKE "CHILDISH" OR SMTH

HELPPPP AGH

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macks-kites · 6 years

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we all have them

Patton wasn't popular.

It wasn't that he was alone -- far from it, actually. He had his boyfriend Roman, two parents, his neighbour Logan (he could have sworn that Logan was his other half; after all, they both had glasses), and two amazing cats, Emile and Remy. Patton was allergic to cats, so this wasn't necessarily a plus, but he appreciated them with his whole heart.

Patton was president of the environmental club, which was most likely why he wasn't popular. It definitely wasn't because he was a wee bit chubby and made friends with all the teachers, because who cared about that? Teachers didn't make much, and they deserved to be appreciated, even if nobody else saw that.

He woke up at exactly 7:34 a.m, his internal clock buzzing with excitement. The sunlight shone through where he had carefully placed his glasses the night before, projecting a small rainbow onto his bedroom wall. For a small moment, there was peace.

Then Patton heard the yelling from the kitchen, the sound of something shattering on the counter, and sighed. He was still Patton. This was still his life.

“Hey, Patt!!” His mom yelled. “Come clean this up!”

He scrambled out of bed, dancing around as he zipped up his onesie, trying to make it fit. He dashed down the hallway, nearly tripping over the cracked tiles, and skidded to a stop in the entryway.

“Mom, mother.” He nodded to the two women, a forced smile on his face. “What am I cleaning?”

“Alliyah,” Dienna said, crossing her arms, “decided that our wine bottle was better smashed than calmly opened with a cork.”

“It was impossible to open!” His mom protested, her arm up in self-defense. “Forgive me, but I do only have a right arm, and I'm left handed, so…”

“That sounds like a personal problem,” His mother retorted, a small smile gracing her features.

“A personal problem like me not loving you for the rest of the day?” Alliyah asked smugly.

Patton rolled his eyes, already knowing what would come next.

“Ay, come here,” Dienna sighed.

He turned away with wide eyes and grabbed the broom, ushering the glass into the dustpan and into the trash. He was just about to put away the broom when a shout startled him into dropping it.

“Patton!” Alliyah approached him, hand on her hips. “Why are you cleaning up my mess, eh? Lo will be here soon, you know how he likes to be precise.”

“Yes, mom.” He carefully placed the broom back into the closet and scuttled back to his room, hopping out of his onesie as he searched his bedroom floor for clothes.

A knock on the front door interrupted his tooth-brushing, and he nearly choked on the brush in surprise.

“I'll get it!” Dienna yelled, as she liked to do. Patton beat her to the door by a millisecond, his hair a mess and only half his teeth brushed. 7:46 a.m, perfect timing.

The front door opened on its own, and Patton's best friend stepped through, his hair perfectly parted and his matching glasses sparkling.

Patton pouted. “I was going to open the door for you.”

“You seem to forget that I possess a key leading directly to your living room,” Logan reminded him, adjusting his glasses for no reason at all. “If I were not responsible, you could have been robbed several times since we were thirteen.”

“That's why we trust you,” Alliyah shouted from the kitchen. “Patt, sweetie, you forgot to eat breakfast.”

“I'll eat it on the way!” He yelled back. “Lo is driving!”

Dienna gasped dramatically, her hand flying to her heart. “Lo… our sweet baby…”

“Yes, that will be all.” Logan bowed swiftly and steps out of the open door. “Patton, don't forget to wear that necklace Roman gave you for your anniversary. He will be upset if you don't.”

“Oh,” Patton remembered, his eyes wide behind his glasses. “Right, the charm -- I'll get that right away, wait in the car!”

He dashed back to his room, nearly slipping on the onesie in the entrance, and tore through his dresser to find the small box.

“It's blue,” he reminded himself. “Blue, blue -- oh!”

He rendered it triumphantly, smiling as it fit perfectly into the palm of his hand. He tossed the lid away and fumbled with the necklace, looking in the mirror for guidance as it finally fitted around his neck.

The necklace was beautiful, the chain a light silver and the charm a young green leaf. However, as Patton looked at his necklace in the mirror, it started to look less and less green and took on a red hue, as if it was dying.

The metal leaf shriveled up quickly, and as Patron backed away from the mirror, broken pieces floated in the air in front of him.

Finally, the leaf was gone.

He raised his voice. “Uh… Lo?”

“You better not call anyone,” the leaf warned him, “or I swear to god -”

Patton tried to run away, but his room was small and rather cluttered. The door wouldn't open no matter how much he tried, and as weird as it was to admit, he was stuck in his bedroom with a broken, talking, floating metal leaf.

“I don't understand you,” the leaf told him. “Why are you running? Why are you running?”

“You're a talking leaf,” Patton informed it, “that just broke off of my boyfriend's necklace.”

The leaf scoffed. “I'm pretty sure it's your necklace now, kiddo, seeing that he gave it to you.”

“That doesn't -” Patton shook his head. “Not what I'm concerned about, leaf.”

The leaf cursed in what Patton was pretty sure was Latin. “Kid, I'm not a fucking leaf. I'm a person. I mean, I'm not a person, I just -- look, I thought this would freak you out less.”

“You,” Patton told the leaf, “just crumpled off of my necklace and are floating above my bed. I am thoroughly freaked out.”

“Oh, whatever.” The leaf shook. “If you say so.”

He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting out of a leaf, but it certainly hadn't been for the parts to fuse together and elongate, measuring out to be a giant leaf the size of him looking like a failed tape project.

“So you can talk?” Patton ventured.

“Well, yeah I can talk,” the leaf buzzed. “I'm not the demon equivalent of Jared, 19.”

“He never learned how to read,” Patton remembered, quickly calming down.

“Speaking of not learning things, would you happen -” The leaf shook. “Do you know how to -”

“How to not be a leaf?” Patton offered.

“Yeah, that.” The leaf huffed. “God, I wish this came with a fucking button or something -”

The leaf shimmered and shrank a bit, giving Patton a bit more legroom. However, the leaf grew black horns and red eyes, which was creepy enough for a leaf. The monstrosity soon turned into a teenage boy wearing ripped black jeans and a My Chemical Romance hoodie -- which wasn't any less creepy, because he looked exactly like Patton, and he could've sworn that the MCR shirt was his.

He wasn't sure whether to be shocked or afraid, so he went for a combination of both, drawing his face into what he was sure was no better than the other boy's.

“Stop doing that, it’s weird,” the other boy complained, fiddling with his sleeves.

“That's definitely my shirt,” Patton told him, at a lack of anything else to say. “That's the stain that Roman put on it at Disneyland.”

“You're wearing it right now,” the other pointed out.

Patton looked down. “Oh.”

“Anyway, I'm Virgil.” The boy stood up and offered his hand, which Patton reluctantly accepted. “I'm you, but, like, a demon.”

The door swung open, both moms and Logan standing in the entrance. They all simultaneously gasped, Logan's glasses sliding off of his beet red face and falling to the floor.

“WHAT THE -”

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#we all have them #demon leaf #sanders sides #virgil #logan #mentioned roman #patton

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imagine-marvelously · 6 years

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Behind the Mask: The Ways to Repair

Pairing: OC x Loki

Word count: 1,892

Timeline: Three weeks after the first meeting

Summary: Loki takes up the shop owner on her proposition.

<Previous> (Current) <Next>

“You didn’t blow up,” Estella muses from atop the desk, watching as Loki walks inside her shop, much more casual clothes than normal on. A pair of black joggers, a white t-shirt, and a green zip-up hoodie. Very nice.

“The directions were quite clear and I am a very good sorcerer,” Loki defends, stepping carefully over Jungo and Ace who are very adamant about sleeping right near the entrance today. Then again, the shop is usually closed today and the pair loves to pretend to be big scary protectors.

“You are a very good one, for what you know, I agree.”

She swings her legs back and forth a bit, anxious to get started. It won’t be long before people will be able to tell that Loki is in New York - and more importantly frequents a magic shop - and magic folk of all sorts will begin to come in. Masking needs to be done.

Loki finally makes it over to her, amused to see her in gray sweatpants instead of jeans. Her hair also pulled back - a French braid pulled tight and clearly meant to be straight, but slightly leaning to the right. Though her t-shirt and flannel top hasn’t changed, her eyes are framed by gold-colored, thin, round glasses. The color nicely brings out the deep brown, but the glasses themselves are a bit too big for her face. A little silly looking to Loki. Eccentric too.

“Do you wear contacts normally?” Loki smiles lightly to avoid a giggle.

“I may be a powerful witch but that doesn’t mean my eyesight is perfect!”

“Wouldn’t you know a spell that could, I don’t know, fix that?” He suggests, throwing his arms with his shrug.

Estella jumps off the desk, arms crossed in protest. “I very much like my glasses. Now c’mon, We have work to do.”

The girl turns quickly, her flannel splaying out wide and smacking Loki lightly. He follows behind her closely.

At first he thinks she is just bring him to the shelves again, they are going up those gods awful stairs, but upon reaching the top, Estella holds her hand against a seemingly random place in the wall beside them. Loki watches as the wall slowly swings open, revealing an entirely new room.

Estella begins to step inside, her cats dashing past her first. She huffs at them; they always want to be everywhere first. But she proceeds anyway, Loki right behind her again. As they enter the door shuts quietly behind them.

The room is large, dark, and filled with relics and artifacts, not unlike the Sanctum. Potions sit along either side of the wall, shelves all the way from the floor to the ceiling, some glowing, some steaming, some… squirming? Loki blinks slowly at that. He’s seen lots of bottled potions, but never one that squirms quite like that. And definitely not 30 of them.

Desks and tables are also everywhere, boxes stacked on top of each other and the desks and strewn everywhere. Books inside them, books outside them, books precariously balancing on top of… nothing? Cauldrons, bits of trees, crystals and gemstones, and other ingredients of any sort strewn, well, everywhere. All save but the very middle where there is a perfect circle, illuminated by the waning moon.

Loki doesn’t realize he has stopped to observe the room until Estella calls his name. He looks to where her voice is coming from to see her all the way across the room.

“Are you coming or not? I don’t have all night unfortunately and my cats are about to claw down the next door themselves.”

The two cats meow, eyes glaring yellow in the dim lit as they turn to look at Loki. He walks over, strides wide. It’s as he walks he notices the glimmer in the walls, so small and barely noticeable, but visible in the low moonlight. It’s not the same purple color his is, it’s a rainbow of shades. A very, very strong masking indeed.

“Good, now, for this next one, just so it doesn’t kill you, I’m going to need your blood,” Estella smiles.

“You’re going to need my what now?” Loki asks, eyes wide in bewilderment.

“Your blood, thank you.”

Before he can respond, Estella has already cut is left palm straight across. Her left pointer finger swipes across it, taking what she needs and healing it at the same time. When the palm is all healed she drops his hand. Loki picks it up in his right, interested in the immediate healing she did.

Estella presses her pointer finger to the small crevice in the wood designed for her finger print. With his blood on top, the enchantment on the door will allow him through. She enjoys him to much to let this be his demise.

The small wooden slides open, Jungo and Ace scampering in. Estella steps in as well; she turns quickly, however, knowing that the God is likely still distracted.

“Loki, c’mon!”

Loki jumps at her voice. “Yes, sorry.”

He steps through the threshold and the door slides shut.

This time the room is surprisingly bright for the late time of night; candles adorning approximately every foot and a half of the wall. To the right is a small kitchen with a wooden table that could fit four people around it and only one chair. Straight ahead is a door and what looks like a porch. To the left is a small living room area, complete with two worn down old love seats, a very old Persian rug, and a very small coffee table. Much like the room previous, books and ingredients are everywhere. This room has windows, however: three in the living area, one in the kitchen about the sink, and two beside the door, skinnier than the rest.

“Are we in New York?” Loki inquires, walking closer to the door across from him.

Estella bites her lip to suppress a grin. “No, we aren’t. We are in possibly one of my favorite places in the universe.”

Loki presses his face against the glass of the window on the door. The night sky is dark, dark enough to see all the stars. But they are the stars of Midgard. So where on Midgard could be her favorite place?

“Where?”

“Bottom of the Grand Canyon, just outside of the national park. It’s just so dark here.”

Loki removes himself from the glass. While he wants to make a snarky remark about Midgard wonders, the reflection of Estella prevents him. She is happy, content, her face relaxed. He turns slowly to face her.

She is holding a book she did not walk in with, likely one she conjured while he stared outside. It looks a lot like the one she left on his bed, leather bound, clearly a journal of some sort, and well used. This one is much larger. Estella clutches it to her chest like it matters more than anything in the world.

“Ready?” She asks, her eyes filled with excitement.

“Where do you want me?” Loki replies. The innuendo he just made escapes even his mind a moment.

“The floor.” Estella pauses. “Move the table. We need more room.”

“Would you like me naked as well?” Loki teases. “Or would you like to do that part yourself?”

“Just, move the table.” Estella shifts the book to one arm, gesturing the left one towards the living area. “If I wanted you naked, you’d already be so.”

Loki goes to move the table, Jungo and Ace meowing loudly up at Estella. She glares down at them. The two of them love to annoy her. Just love it.

“Hey, you two, go find a mouse or something,” she commands, the door of the room and the porch flying open. The two go running out the doors with them shutting tight behind them.

Loki watches. Simple magic, moving a door, but complex for it to follow those to cats specifically. Nothing like that on Asgard. He’ll have to learn that so doors can automatically slam into his brother’s face.

Estella walks over to the living area before sitting on the carpet, back again the loveseat facing away from the windows. Loki looks to her, almost asking where to sit. She pats next to her. So the God sits beside her, leaving more room than he needs to, following her lead of leaning against the couch.

“This is my personal spell book.” Estella presses her thumb to the lock. It clicks slowly as she continues on. “I have taken spells I know and combined them. But not quite like combining a mind control spell with a death spell. More like each individual overall magic type has the same set of spells. You can learn them all, individually, sure…” the book cover lifts open revealing the first page. “…but to learn a single spell, with the power of each magic type, makes it much more efficient and powerful.

“For example, in masking. You were using a specific type of masking, correct?” Estella looks up to Loki who, while still staring at the book, nods his head. “Every type has there own versions of masking. For your specific version it is found in Asgardian, Earth Elven, Light Elven, Dark Elven, Fairy, Eldritch, several human types…” she begins to flip through the book. “… by keeping the overlaps of all these spells, you then are left with the individual pieces each type created. All it takes is some experimenting to get precisely what you need.”

The book finally opens to masking. From what Loki can tell, it has several hundred pages on masking alone. The book grows as it is flipped through it seems, or not. He tilts his head. All the pages she flipped through are gone, save a few before.

“People say master one type. The Grand Coven celebrates diversity in magic and says we should respect all types of magic. But what good is Earth Elven magic when some spells are useless against Fairy and Fae? What good is Asgardian magic if it is weak on Earth? Why separate the overall types when you can combine them and protect yourself from them all?”

Loki looks up to her. Estella no longer looks peaceful. She looks worried, eyebrows slightly furrowed, face tight. It’s impossible to see her forehead with her bangs, but he imagines there are worry lines all over it. But her eyes stay on the book, no matter how many times she clenches and unclenches her teeth.

“So if I learn this, will you be able to tell it is me?”

Estella relaxes just a little. “Yes, only because I can designed this particular masking spell and the one to read through it. But it will be very hard for others to. And I suggest a different kind of masking spell. Your attack was years ago, the animosity towards you is not here in New York. Confusing people will do nothing against those that will try to follow you.”

“Teach me what I need to know.” He places his left hand over her shaking right.

Her head tilts to look at him. Though her brown eyes have not dropped the worry and anger, her face has. The shaking in her hands has also ceased.

“I’ll teach you more than what you need to know.”

A/N: A bit short. Friday’s are fairytale Fridays now! Also, I’m moving into college tomorrow.

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girlclothvan · 5 years

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halloweenfor · 5 years

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bunchamunchafaunus · 7 years

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Everyone Lives Ending - Peri & Roy

Send a muse + an ending

(Most of it under read more cause long post is long)

A year has passed since Roy decided to temporarily join the crew of The NeverCondor. Having spent a year prior debating the decision to join them to seek out new knowledge and to find himself among the mess that was the dying Dust-dependent brawler he was. To search for a way to rid himself of his mortal curse. It was pain to tear himself away from his home, his friends, his sister. It hurt most of all to be going so far away from Rhine.

But now he was returning. He was coming home. Reuniting with his family, his friends, and his love.

With the airships’ slow descent to the safe-zone’s docking area, a familiar sound hit the moth’s ears. Aegis’ jets roaring through the skies. It brought a smile to his lips as he walked out across the ship’s deck. Though the smile wouldn’t last too long, frowning and groaning a little feeling the heat of the summer day beating down on him. After having been working this morning to help save a smaller ship from a couple nevermore that had been attacking it, he certainly didn’t want to be working up a sweat from just standing in the heat now.

Though keeping cool had become a little more difficult for him after everything had happened. His only option now was to remove the hoodie from over his tank-top. which he got to right quick. Sighing in relief from the extra heat of the article of clothing he had just removed.

For a split second, he could have sword he heard someone call to him just as the NeverCondor’s horn sounded, signalling it’s successful landing. Once it calmed, he heard it again. Two familiar voices, one of a female the other of a male. In an instant he knew who these voices that called to him were from, spotting the familiar jet-powered shield with two figures atop it circling ‘round to the front of the ship where he stood.

Roy happily watched as the two would circle the ship again before beginning to approach. Taking a few steps back as the identities of the two who were atop Aegis were confirmed with their closer proximity.

Especially with the blond Faunus male jumping from the shield into a mad dash to his outstretched arms. That and the immediate long awaited but ever so familiar and welcoming kiss he received from the Retriever. The reunited lovers sharing a few more passionate and excited kisses as they continued holding to one another, obviously happy to be able to see each other again after such a long year. Neither felt like letting go of the other now not wanting to ever leave the other’s presence again, even if only for a few seconds.

“Alright, alright, you two lover boys have all night to spend together, sister coming through!” The Komodo’s familiar voice chimed from off to the side, a wide smile across her lips at the sight of her brother and his boyfriend enjoying their reunion. The two sharing one more quick kiss before the Canine would step aside, letting the twins approach each-other and share a warm hug.

“It’s great to see you again, Roy.” She’d remark to her brother.

“Same goes for you, Peri.” Roy returned the mark to her sister. Stepping out of the hug a second after so he could look back to Rhine. “Needless to say, it goes for you especially... I missed both of you so much honestly.” The two reaching hands for one another, though the Retriever seemed to pause, head tilting and brow rising as he looked over Roy.

The Moth was confused by this for a short second, both him and his sister asking “What?” to the other before Peri finally took a closer look over her brother as well.

Both her and Rhine were speechless at what they saw, or rather what they didn’t see across Roy’s body now. His tattoos, the varying colors and detailed patterns, the ever glowing gentle colors of their power, none of them were there. His skin was clear, save two new tattoos, but these weren’t with the colors of the dust the old ones had been. Nor did they seem to have any power.

The first sat o’er Roy’s chest, right across the middle. It was his emblem, the design of a Lunar Moth, and the same dark Royal blue to match it, though outlined with thin lines of the multiple colors of the rainbow to match his eyes.

The other sat across just below his collar, from one shoulder to the next. This one a decorative design, almost like a border to a card, but it was multiple colors. Not those of the dark blue or the rainbow like his own. Instead, it had a Rhine blue core, a thick Persian red layer beyond it, then one of Myrtle Green, one of Smoke White, then one of Tyrian purple and ending with Vegas Gold immediately after. The Persian red layer sitting thick around the Rhine core, then each layer of different colors growing thinner from then on.

It took Roy looking down at himself to finally realize the reason for their shock and surprise. Chuckling a little and nodding as the extended hand rose to rub the back of his head some. “Yeah... I don’t think we’re gonna have to worry a whole lot about dust for me or my life expectancy being in my forties anymore.” He remarked.

Suddenly his shoulder was recoiling and he felt the pulsing pain of having been punched, and hard. Peri having delivered the hit herself, and just about to receive an angered reaction from her brother when she hugged him tight. This earned a snicker from him as he reciprocated the embrace, feeling her nuzzle against his neck and the moisture of tears meet his skin.

“I did it, Peri...” He spoke softly, turning his head to nuzzle against hers a little. Turning it the opposite way to look over to his now teary boyfriend with a smile. “I got the dust out of my system. I’m not dying because of it anymore.”

The hug between the twins had Rhine join it, Roy’s arm slipping around him as he pressed a kiss to his head. Holding sister and lover within his arms as the three shared an emotional moment of relieved joy.

For so long Peri and Roy had been trying to find some sort of hints, even just rumors of a way to be able to rid Roy of his curse. But they’d no longer need to. They could now focus on the future. On being there for one another throughout the rest of their lives. On not having to lose another member of their family like they did their parents all those years ago.

Meanwhile the focus for Roy and Rhine could be shifted to their lives together. To living happily with one another. Maybe even...

Their embrace was cut short with the ringing of Peri and Rhine’s scrolls. The two checking only to see messages inquiring of their location. The two chuckled a little before stepping out from the embrace.

“We better get going. Everyone’s at the Inn waiting to welcome you home.” His sister spoke up, stepping back over to Aegis and setting herself atop to start it up again. Roy nodded, stepping over to retrieve his jacket from the deck of the ship before joining his sister, and then Rhine stepping atop behind him just before the jets roared to life. Within seconds, the three were blasting off soaring away from the NeverCondor and over the now better-off Vale Safe Zone which resembled more of a small town now than it did before.

A few silent minutes passed, the returning Hunter taking in the sight of the town’s new condition. He felt a sense of pride for the people of Vale and the progress they had made in rebuilding over the year. He almost didn’t recognize the edge of the Safe Zone near the Empress Inn where he had lived for a while after the fall of Beacon. Before he knew it, they were descending. They had arrived back home, and the front door was open with light shining through and the sound of laughter and chatting within.

Roy felt both excited and nervous as they stepped off from Aegis and he turned to the Inn. A hand reaching to one of his coat’s zipped pockets and feeling at the contents within for a second.

“C’mon man.” Rhine spoke up stepping beside the Moth with hand at his back. “Everyone’s been dying to say hi to you. Not as much as I was honestly, but that’s kinda why Peri made sure I got to welcome you home back at the ship.”

Roy snickered. “Of course you were missing me the most. It was the same for me honestly. He remarked with a wink to the Canine. Slinging his arm around his shoulders while keeping coat over his other, the two walked in together.

The collective voices of all his friends within the Inn foyer greeting him at once as they saw him enter hit Roy like a pillow to the face. Hard and fast, but soft and fun. He could’ve sworn he would have broken into tears had he been a kid.

With all the attention of the room on him, he greeted everyone happily before asking for a moment to speak. Moving his arm from ‘round Rhine to retrieve the contents of the pocket of his jacket which he had felt at a moment ago, but keeping it out of sight from everyone. Waiting the second it took for Peri to step past him and join the others, making sure Rhine stood with him before speaking again.

“I’ve been gone for a year. A very, very long year. One where I have been away from my friends and family, where I’ve traveled the world and visited places I never even knew existed. Hell, I even went to Atlas for a short bit, the place was as cold as I always imagined it would be!” Him and his sister chuckling a little from such remark.

“Though while I was away for that year, I also learned that even with the dust in my system slowly killing me, I still had a life to live. I still had people to live that life with. And the more I realized that, the more I asked for the NeverCondor’s help to find some way to free me from the fate I had cursed myself with. As you could probably see, we found that way.” His empty hand gesturing to his new two tattoos visible thanks to the tank-top he was currently wearing.

“Ever since that day that I was freed from that short life, I realized I have a much longer one in my future. I’m not wanting to spend the rest of this newly extended life the way I used to. I don’t want to be the quiet, stuck-up and strict airhead I was anymore. Even though me talking to all of you like this is technically my first step to doing that, I want to take my first leap into that new life now.”

He took a deep breath after speaking. For the first time, everyone could see him genuinely shaking. Not shuddering because of lack of dust or anything like that, but he was genuinely shaking from nerves.

But before everyone’s eyes, Roy took a step forward, gently pulling Rhine to stand beside him. He then turned to the Retriever, swallowing hard, and lowering himself atop a knee. His closed hand opening so he could take the object within into his other hand, holding it before Rhine and revealing what it was.

A golden band with a prismatic strip around the center of it.

“Rhine Tybalt... will you marry me?”

#Anonymous #Roy Gaia #Peri Gaia #drabble #I guess???#teamochr

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Nickname: Jacky, Jacky Medan..

Star Sign: Sagittarius but I’m pretty sure I was born in the wrong month (+ year/decade tbh)

Height: 179 centimeters (5′10.5″)

Time right now: 14:14 :) (2:14pm)

Favorite Music Artist: Celldweller/Valensia... idk

Song stuck in your head: none atm..

Last movie watched: part of the first Harry Potter movie when it was on tv recently

Last TV show watched: I watched a dutch cop show yesterday called Flikken Maastricht.. no, wait- I watched brooklyn 99 after that as well..

What are you wearing right now: a black t-shirt with a dark green zipped hoodie, red plaid/tartan (possibly flannel idk) pajama pants and I have a dark blue fleece blanket wrapped around me as well because it’s COLD in here..

When did you create your blog: made this account back in 2011, started using it in the second half of 2013

What kinds of stuff do you post: The Man from U.N.C.L.E., due South, things about my OTPs, my art, other people’s art, colour palettes, stuff about mental illness and/or autism, other fandoms I haven’t mentioned (the eagle, star trek tos, monty python, twin peaks..), fic recs sometimes, sometimes I liveblog shows I watch, personal things about my life, pictures of cabins and northern lights etc., otters.., memes and shitposts, things I find funny, sometimes important news events etc. idk.. a lot

Hogwarts house: Ravenpuff or Huffleclaw idk.. probably more (60-70%) hufflepuff..

Pokémon team: I only played pokemon go maybe 3 times and then gave up because I still have pre-paid and never have my mobile internet on (I just use free wifi) so when I leave my house it can’t load the map and has no idea where I am.. I once turned my mobile internet on for maybe 10 minutes and walked around a bit and that cost me way more than I’m personally willing to spend on such a thing and I didn’t really understand how the game works anyway..

the only other pokemon games I did play (red, crystal, ruby, soulsilver and pokemon stadium 1 and 2 and pokemon snap on my sister’s N64) do not have any “teams” as far as I know you’re just on your own trying to beat the elite four etc. so.. none, basically..

Favorite color: dark purple.. and petrol blue (the colour of this dress).. but basically I love almost all the colours as long as they’re combined in the right way in a pretty palette or something :).. I also love rainbows a lot.. one of the only colours I p much always hate is this shade of pink >__> *twitch* there’s very little combinations/contexts in which I could find that colour pretty.. and you’d probably never find me personally wearing white or orange because I hate to have them on my body for some reason idk, especially white clothes legit scare me.. but there might even be exceptions to those rules idek, colours are a complex concept..

Average hours of sleep: 6-8 I think.. but I’ve been having trouble getting out of bed in the morning lately even if I’m already long awake..

Lucky number: 9

Favorite characters: Illya Kuryakin, Napoleon Solo, Ray Kowalski, Benton Fraser, Ned the Piemaker, Special Agent Dale Cooper, Jim Kirk, Geoffrey Tennant, Esca Mac Cunoval, Marcus Flavius Aquila..

How many blankets do you sleep with: 1 in the summer, 2 or more in the winter (it’s freaking COLD in my room I have no central heating)

Dream job: idk something that doesn’t stress me out, isn’t full time and still brings in enough money to live off.. if possible something in a museum or involving colours/art

Following: 165 blogs, many of which aren’t active anymore so there’s less than that actually producing posts on my dash.. I’m the kind of person who still wants to be able to get through everything on my dash every day so I don’t follow people very easily/quickly (especially if they post a lot.. I also don’t unfollow people very quickly/often so I don’t want to end up regretting I followed someone after the fact..) but wether or not I follow you doesn’t necessarily say anything about whether or not I consider you a friend/if I like you or not :) there’s plenty of people I don’t follow back but still enjoy talking to.. It’s just that I’m too easily overwhelmed by too many posts on my dash..

#lalalameme

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