#Rebel MonStar

[mh-the13thyear-au]

MH: The 13th Year: Operetta

Operetta is known as Monster High's resident diva and rebel. She is not afraid to speak her mind and tells monsters like it is, which tends to rub them the wrong way. Operetta is also a hardcore perfectionist and prefers to do things solo, but she is willing to open up when others stand up for what she believes is right. She is also a very talented musician, open to collaborate with others who share that talent. Operetta also understands that there are consequences to her actions if any of her friends and classmates get hurt by what she may have done.

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-BIOGRAPHY-

Name: Operetta Phantom

Age: 15 (at start of AU; 19 at the end of AU's main story)

Gender: Female (uses she/her pronouns)

Hair color: Red with black streaks

Eye color: Greyish purple

Notable traits: Light purple skin, musical scar on left side of face, beauty mark below left lip, musical notes sleeve tattoo, slightly curvy body

Height: 5'5"

Birthday: June 12th

Freaky flaw: Her singing voice has an effect on monsters if they listen closely, causing them to go "kinda crazy for a few days", her diva/perfectionist personality clashes with other monsters

English voice: Cindy Robinson

-FAVORITES-

School Subject: Music

Activities: Writing and performing music, roller skating, singing (preferably alone)

Color: Red

Food: Peanut butter and banana sand-witches

-RELATIONSHIPS-

Family: Erik Phantom (father)

Pet: Memphis "Daddy-O" Longlegs

BFFs and Friends: Deuce Gorgon, Holt Hyde, Spectra Vondergeist, Frankie Stein, Catty Noir, Ari Hauntington, Casta Fierce, Honey Swamp, Cleo de Nile, Luna Mothews, Astranova

Romance: Johnny Spirit (boyfriend), Holt Hyde (ex-boyfriend)

-OTHER NOTES-

social media username is "thatrebel_operetta"

Helped form "Monstar Rock" with the boys (and helps record their music)

prefers to play instruments (mainly the guitar and the piano/organ) rather than sing (despite being a good singer herself and knowing how it has an effect on people)

Enjoys older music from the 70s-2000s, but also likes music from the late 2000s and 2010s.

Got her sleeve tattoo while on a date with Holt (who also got the tattoo around the left side of his face)

She does not know who her birth mother is.

[galaxyregent]

Though male septarians don’t always get involved during the upbringing of their offspring, they are nearly always so during the gravid stage and the egg stage with the female. Female septarians are very vulnerable during and for a time after carrying the egg. Their regeneration ability is reduced to near nothing. It typically will fall to the male partner or relatives to bring her food and supplies while she practically sequesters herself in a secure place. To encourage the male partner to care for her, the female and the egg release hormones that causes the male to become affectionate and cuddly, turning their protective meter up to like 11.

Moon was rather startled by how dopey and affectionate Toffee became not long after he got the news. At first it was sweet that he was waiting on her hand and foot, but it got old real fast, nearly causing her to hit him with a broom to get him to ease up.

[beautifulbows924]

Enthralled (Request)

General Hux X Reader

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Request from anon: I saw that you write for General Hux from Star wars anddddd I absolutely adore your Cable fanfics XD and I was hoping you could write something for him?? Maybe he just can't stop staring at the reader. (I don't really know it's up to you!)

A/N: This will be my first real fanfic for his (amazing) character! Sorry it's kind of short💕 I hope all of you enjoy:) Feedback is always appreciated❤️

Warnings: None. Fluff, and blushing.

Since the moment you had stepped aboard the finalizer- General Hux had sucumbed to anything and everything you wanted.

If you even only mentioned something in passing that you fancied, he would get it for you. This suprized many officers and sometimes, the General himself. His affection however, was definitely something to be gawked at. This General who held himself to such a standard as perfection had basically just thrown himself at your feet within minutes.

But you were completely and totally oblivious to his advances on you.

You had always thought him very handsome, he was dedicated to the first order, and an extremely determined man. Over time, he and you had become great friends, both sharing the same title and responsibilities.

He had invited you over for dinner tonight, and you would never turn down an invitation from him.

Your favorite General.

You tided up your office, turned off the lights, and started on your walk to Hux's private courters.

When you walked into the room Hux was caught completely off guard by your beauty. It always astonished him how effortless you looked.

His cheeks heated up as he blushed deeply. He tried to cover it up as quickly as possible hoping that you wouldn't notice.

Thankfully for him, you didn't notice his discomfort not paying him any mind, since you were too busy looking at his plans for the next attack on the Rebels.

They were all set out on his desk- they were amazing. You knew how hard it was for him to get where he was today, but he had definitely earned it.

"You have obviously earned the title of General.", You complimented him. You had meant it as a statement, but he felt the need to respond.

"Thank you, that is a high compliment coming from you."

You weren't shocked by his thank you, he had always been quite modest and gentlemanly. You were shocked by his next choice of words. 'Why was this only a high compliment coming from you?'

You knew that many others of higher rank then the two of you had complimented him with same comment many times. 'So why was it different coming from you?'

You shook off your thoughts- you were probably just looking too deeply into things.

"Let me go check on dinner.", Hux told you walking to his kitchen, his greatcoat flowing behind him as always.

"You made dinner?", You asked him, normally high ranker's would have food prepared for them.

"Yes- Well I wanted to make this special."

'He wanted to make this special?' Now you knew something was going on with him. 'Did he need to tell you something?'

You decided to wait for him to tell you what was going on rather than just asking him.

Ten minutes went by when you heard a yell and a crash in the kitchen. You rushed over immediately, and saw a sightly sight.

You had to cover your mouth to keep from laughing. Millicent had jumped onto the stove sending hot food all over the General and was now licking his face clean.

"Well at least she seems to like it.", You said giggling.

"Yes- yes it's all very funny. Now, would you please help me up?"

"Sure thing.", You said offering him your hand, but pulling it back at the last second.

"Y/N.", He chided you.

You shrugged at him chuckling, but finally gave him your hand helping him up.

"There goes our dinner plans.", You said, a bit of sadness in your voice.

"You could still stay for awhile?", He asked you hoping that you would say yes. He didn't want you to leave so soon.

"Sure.", You told him, your eyes wandering down to his hands.

You gasped when you saw burn marks all over his left hand. Carefully you brought it up eye level and coughed at the smell of burning flesh.

You tugged on his right hand which you hadn't stopped holding since you helped him up.

He let you lead him to his bathroom. You had him sit on the porcelain counter while you looked for things to bandage him up with. He couldn't help, but check you out as you fully concentrated on the task ahead of you. 'You were just so damn beautiful.'

You blushed feeling his eyes gaze on you intensely as you wrapped up his hand.

Once you finished you looked up at him and your proximity to one another seemed even closer than before. Feeling a new sense of confidence, he reached up with his good hand placing it on your cheek and pulled you closer to him- finally kissing you.

It started out as soft, but eventually became more needy. He didn't want the moment to end- he didn't want to lose you.

When you absolutely had to pull away for air. He automatically started speaking.

"Y/N I'm sorry if I overstepped your boundaries, but I-", You cut him of rubbing his cheeks with your hands, "It's ok I like you too."

"Good.", You heard him whisper, before he pulled you in for another kiss.

And you couldn't help but feel like this was where you were meant to be.

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[ace-angel-judas]

Monstar Additional Member

Name:  Ki Han Ly (Vietnamese Name), Ki Chun Hei (Korean name) 

Stage Name: Ly 

Age: July 8th, 1995 

Position: Rapper, Vocal. 

Height: 5′3

Nationality: Half Vietnamese, Half Korean, Half Thai (Her father was half Thai, Half Vietnamese, Her mother was Korean)

Facts:

Ly’s older cousin is TK from Rebels, their very close. 

She was raised by her grand father because her parents are divorced. 

Can speak Vietnamese, Korean and some Thai. 

Ly debuted into the group as the fifth member before Erik left, making her the fourth member after his leaving.

She is an extremely good dancer, she appeared in the System Shut Down MV for Rebels and went on their Korean tour as a back up dancer before her debut with Monstar. 

She’s actually very quiet, Ly’s hobbies are drawing and reading, she once read the entire Tolkien series in a week. 

Ly has acted in Kdramas such as ‘Goblin’, ‘Strong Girl Bong Soon’, ‘It’s Okay, that’s love’ and 

Her favorite color is white. 

[yongghuk]

KDRAMA RECOMMENDATIONS

High School Dramas:

•Sassy Go Go/Cheer Up

•Who Are You: School 2015

•Angry Mom

•School 2013

•Monstar

•Solomon’s Perjury

•Moorim School

•Hi! School - Love On

•Shut Up Flower Boy Band

•School 2017

Historical Dramas:

•Iljimae

•Scholar Who Walks the Night

•Love in the Moonlight

•Joseon Gunman

•Hwarang

•Gu Family Book

•Moon Lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo

•Empress Ki

•Mirror of the Witch

•Seven Day Queen

•Arang and the Magistrate

•Warrior Baek Dong Soo

•The Princess’ Man

•Rebel: Thief Who Stole The People

•Jackpot

•Diary of a Night Watchman

•Jang Ok Jung, Living by Love

Action/Thriller Dramas:

•Healer

•Time Between Dog and Wolf

•The K2

•City Hunter

•Bad Guys

•Bad Guys: Vile City

•Two Weeks

•Spy

•Circle

•Signal

•Cruel City

•Save Me

•Duel

•Mad Dog

Psychological (?) Dramas:

•Hello Monster/ I Remember You

•Kill Me Heal Me

•Gap Dong

•It’s Okay, That’s Love

•Remember - War of the Son

•Stranger: Secret Forest

•Liar game

Comedy/Romcom Dramas:

•My Love From the Star

•Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo

•The Lover

•Legend of the Blue Sea

•Queen In Hyun’s Man

•Goblin

•Welcome to Waikiki

•Rooftop Prince

•Strong Woman Do Bong Soon

•Fight for My Way

•Modern Farmer

Romance Dramas:

•W - Two Worlds

•Descendants of the Sun

•Queen In Hyun’s Man

•Innocent Man

•Pinocchio

•Missing You

•Page Turner

•I Hear Your Thoughts

•Blood

•Secret Garden

•Doctor Stranger

•High Society

•Mask

•Flower Boy Next Door

•Cheese in the Trap

•Tomorrow With You

•Can You Hear My Heart?

•Reunited Worlds

•May Queen

•Operation Proposal

•Something About 1%

•Bride of the Century

•I’m not a Robot

•Just Between Lovers

•Are You Human?

•Something in the Rain

•A Korean Odyssey

•Chicago Typewriter

Family Dramas:

•My Father is Strange

•High Kick 3

•Rosy Lovers

•What Happens to My Family

[foreverkpop]

Dramas watched Master list

Dramas I’ve finished

12 Years Promise (2014)

Age of Youth (2016)

Angry Mom (2015)

Another Oh Hae Young (2016)

Beautiful Gong Shim (2016)

Beautiful Minds (2016)

Birth of a Beauty (2014-2015)

Boys Over Flowers (2009)

Bride of the Century (2014)

Cheer Up (2015)

Chief Kim (2017)

City Hunter (2011)

Coffee Prince (2007)

Cunning Single Lady (2014)

D-Day (2015)

Descendants of the Sun (2016)

Dream High (2011)

Dream High 2 (2012)

Emergency Couple (2014)

Ex-Girlfriend Club (2015)

Falling For Innocence (2015)

Fight My Way (2017)

Flower Boy Next Door (2013)

Flower Boy Ramen Shop (2011)

Goblin (2016-2017)

Good doctor (2013)

Healer (2014-2015)

Heartless City (2013)

Heartstrings (2011)

Her legend (2013)

I Hear Your Voice (2013)

I Need Romance (2011)

I Need Romance 2 (2012)

I Need Romance 3 (2014)

I Remember You (2015)

Iljimae: Phantom Thief (2008)

Innocent Man (2012)

Jackpot (2016)

Jealousy Incarnate (2016)

Kill Me, Heal Me (2015)

Last (2015)

Lookout (2017)

Love Rain (2012)

Lucky Romance (2016)

Marriage, Not Dating (2014)

Marry Him If You Dare (2013)

Mary Stayed Out All Night (2010)

Master’s Sun (2012)

Monstar (2013)

Moorim School (2015)

My Father is Strange (2017)

My Shy Boss (2017)

My lovely Sam Soon (2005)

Oh My Ghost (2015)

Oh My Venus (2015-2016)

On the Way to the Airport (2016)

One More Happy Ending (2016)

Pinocchio (2014-2015)

Playful Kiss (2010)

Pretty Man (2013)

Prosecutor Princess (2010)

Radiant Office (2017)

Rebel: Thief Who Stole the People (2017)

Romantic Doctor Teacher Kim (2016-2017)

School 2013 (2012-2013)

School 2015: Who Are You (2015)

Secret Love (2013)

Sensory Couple (2015)

She Was Pretty (2015)

Shopping King Louie (2016)

Shut up! Flower Boy Band (2012)

Signal (2016)

Stars Falling From the Sky (2010)

Supper Daddy Yeol (2015)

Suspicious Partner (2017)

The Greatest Love (2011)

The Heirs (2013)

The Liar and His Lover (2017)

Tomorrow With You (2017)

Twenty Again (2015)

Uncontrollably Fond (2016)

Vampire Detective (2016)

Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo (2016-2017)

Whisper (2017)

You’re Beautiful (2009)

You’re the Best Lee Soon Shin (2013)

Web dramas

High end crush (2015-2016)

I order you (2015)

Love for generation of youth (2013)

Never die (2015)

Noble my love (2015)

One more time (2016)

Outstanding women (2014)

Page turner (2016)

Prince’s prince (2015)

Splash splash love (2015)

We broke up (2015)

The miracle (2016)

Drama specials

Disqualify laughter (2017)

Do you know taekwondo? (2012)

Individualist Ms. Ji Young (2017)

Jungle fish (2015)

Ma boy (2012)

My Happy Home (2017)

Naked Fireman (2017)

Pinocchio’s nose (2017)

Queen of the Ring (2017)

Romance Full of Life (2017)

Star of the Universe (2017)

When I was the Prettiest (2012)

Currently Watching / Going to Watch

Bride of the Water God (2017) 14/16

My Only Love Song (2017) 14/20

Reunited Worlds (2017) 13/32

Secret Forest (2017) 10/16

Replay 1994 (2013) 9/21

My Little Baby (2015) 7/16

Falsify (2017) 5/32

Save Me (2017) 4/16

Bad Guys (2014) 4/11

Empress Ki (2014) 3/51

Quiz From God (2010) 3/10

Criminal Minds (2017) 2/20

Strongest Deliveryman (2017) 1/16

Man hole (2017) 1/16

Man Deserving of the Name (2017)

Age of Youth 2 (2017)

Hospital Ship (2017)

I will make an update when I have time to organize the rest of the list.

[mbii]

Mission Possible: Bison in Vegas, Brotherhood, and “The Upset”

I just wanted to run.

I wanted to run away from all of my problems, either self-made or world-made, and bathe in a shower of shoulder slaps and full body hugs. I wanted to go a place where I wouldn’t judge or be judged, or have to measure up to some illusory standard, or have to wear the mask or play a character for their delight or my survival. Orange Julius Caesar was still in office, and I was still reeling from Charlottesville.

I wanted to run. I needed to run. I’d promise to return and fight for oceans of justice and rivers of fairness, but for now, I needed to escape to my alma mater in the interest of self-preservation.

I wanted to be a lovable goofball. I wanted to sport an embarrassingly honest smile that spanned the width of my contiguous country, wear some ill-fitting alumni gear, and throw my arms around complete strangers while singing the aggressively long song of my university.  Winning the weekend for me wasn’t about SCOREBOARD. It was about family coming together at a Kairos moment to share love when we all needed it the most.

But I’ll take the W.

HOWARD OVER UNLV! YA HEARD! WHAT WHAAAAAAAAT?  

According to the sports books, this was the biggest upset in college football HISTORY.

The prediction? PAIN. We were supposed to lose by 45 points. $100 dollars on Howard with the right bookie would’ve gotten someone out from under a year of school debt.

YEP. THAT HAPPENED. Howard went ahead and became a football school. AND I WAS THERE.

Los Angeles is an urban sprawl. The numbers will tell you that it’s full of black folk, which is true, but we’re spread across this coastal city like a drop of grape jelly across two slices of white bread. I knew this was something to keep in mind as a DC transplant and native New Yorker, but even still, I was caught way off guard. Out here on the Left Coast, melanin just ain’t connected to each other like that.

Needless to say, I was eager to meet up with my HU family. I didn’t know anyone else going to Vegas – and part of me liked this, since I had quickly created a highly imaginative alternate reality where I would sneak into Vegas, act totally out of character for 72 hours, and jump back in my Prius for home (because why not save money on gas?). Walter Mitty would’ve been proud. But I caved to my better, more responsible self and invited two of my new LA friends to keep me in line – Gipp and Silk.

Gipp was a four-letter athlete at Howard, a starting wide receiver for our forlorn franchise for as long as his academic scholarship allowed. Gipp came from South Carolina as a two-sport guy in his high school days, but ditched his sprint spikes for a college career in cleats. Although Gipp and I didn’t attend Howard at the same time, we became fast friends through our shared Los Angeles church community and an equal zest for life and faith. He’s also the perfect Goose to my Maverick, unlike most sloppy husband types who forget what it is to navigate the perilous waters of young adult male singlehood.  

Gipp and I added Silk later, after running into him at the Whole Foods in Playa Vista. He’s the hyper intelligent black computer engineer friend who writes code for dating apps that everyone should have. Silk lives a sneeze from new Silicon Beach (which is how he got his name), has forgotten more about cryptocurrencies that I’ll ever know, and is addicted to CrossFit. No lie. Silk may not have Gipp’s football pedigree but he’s built like an Olympic decathlete. This, of course, made me the fat guy of the group.

Once the group was set, weeks felt like days. Gipp’s wife said YES, I snagged a room at Aria, Silk rented a gluttonously large Ford Explorer, and we piled in and zipped across the Mojave Desert to Vegas.

After sleeping across the middle row for nearly the entire drive, I yawned like a hibernating bear, rubbed my eyes with my fists and looked through the front windshield at the fast approaching city. Las Vegas is quite charming from a distance, like watching a handful of middle-aged uncles proudly march into church on Easter Sunday with neon suits.  Vegas’s skyscrapers touched the sky like Babel’s towers, but exist as nameless and faceless trophies until you get in range. Mandalay Bay. Tropicana. Luxor. Planet Hollywood. This was Las Vegas, in its marvelous splendor, standing as a symbolic affront to restraint.

We parked the Explorer at Aria, opened our doors, and got smacked in the face by the heat. It was God’s reminder that we were still in His desert, and we hightailed it for the hotel lobby. We checked in, inhaled three burgers at Gordon Ramsay’s, and strolled through the adjacent indoor mall like conquering heroes, analyzing the Labor Day horde that we were about to share our weekend with.

You see, Las Vegas is a city without duplicates. You’ve got your red hats, your coastals, your warlocks, your hookers, your fixed incomers, your derelicts, your grandmas and grandpas, your fiends, your infants, your sultans, your tycoons, your hipsters, your dancing girls and your degenerates, of all colors and shapes, crammed along one long strip of concrete, baking in the desert heat.

Not one person looks the same in Vegas. Gipp and I walked past a six-foot-three black man in the middle of the mall wearing a black welding visor that covered his face down to his mustache, a second golf visor above the first that stretched horizontally from his forehead (presumably, to shield the sun), a black fishnet shirt, and pink marina shorts that squeezed his quads like they were pigs in a blanket. And the man stared at us as if we were out of place.

After a Friday night alumni event catered by the good folks of HUAA (free food!), a superb community service project that I hear went GREAT! (we, umm, overslept), and a full day of soaking in poolside rays and Top 25 football games over family-style meats (although the food at the book left MUCH to be desired)…we made our way to Sam Boyd Stadium, home of the Runnin’ Rebels.

Yes, we were late. In our defense, we were afraid of getting barbequed by the Vegas desert. So, from the parking lot, we heard the public address announcer yell the first score of the game at us:

“TOUCHDOWN! FIFTY-TWO YARD RUN BY CAYLIN NEWTON! HOWARD UP 7 TO 0!”

I looked at Gipp. His mouth had already hit the asphalt like a grand piano.

“Wait, WHAAAAAAAA???”

We darted into the stadium, looked for our seats, and scanned the field turf for clues. The alumni section murmured politely, with a select few engaging in cautious celebration. Let’s keep it 100. We were pretty, pretty confident that this was a fluke. I remember the Jay Walker tales, but come on man: this is Howard football. We had to crumble sooner or later, right? Right?

For starters, UNLV’s QB was a cool six-foot six-inch black Randall Cunningham clone who could get seven yards a snap. UNLV also had a running back who I derisively called NUMBER 3. Dude moved like a Create a Player in Madden whose speed and agility were maxed to 99. And our diminutive defensive front made their offense look like The Monstars from Space Jam.

But, to our surprise, our defense bent without breaking. They were the unsung heroes. UNLV would hit a big play – like a monster play-action pass at the end of the first quarter to put them in the red zone – and our Bison would burr their noses into the goal line and hold them to chip shots.

A long run by College Randall Cunningham. Only 3.

A short field after a short punt. Still 3.

Later, a HUGE mistake by their QB…he was rushing to the line after another one of his backbreaking downfield plays…fumbled inside our 30-yard line, and our senior linebacker Rollins scooped the loose ball (he bobbled for a second in our line of sight and we GASPED) and rumbled down the sideline with an envoy of his comrades to pay dirt. 21-9. BISON.

UNLV quickly got some of it back, but the halftime score told no lies. In the face of open disbelief, Howard football was WINNING. 21-19 after 30 minutes.

It was a short halftime show. Showtime marched with a skeleton crew and UNLV danced their pirated moves. Meanwhile, the winds at Sam Boyd picked up to Dust Bowl levels. The debris blew so much that I watched most of the third quarter through my sunglasses like a freshman at his first nightclub.

The third quarter was rough. The Rebels ran out like dogs with their tails on fire, scoring two quick touchdowns and sending some of our alums straight to the strip. 33-21, UNLV.  We got the ball back and Philyaw – our ex-quarterback-turned-running back and runner-up for Player of the Game – quickly scored on a short run from three yards out. 33-28, UNLV.

Throughout the half, the wind was catching kickoffs and pulling them directly to Earth. On our ensuing kickoff after the score, the wind forced the ball into the hands of a clumsy UNLV up man, who promptly fumbled the ball right back to our squad. Short field. Back to Philyaw. Touchdown. Go for TWO? Why not! 

36-33, BISON.

Now, it was the fourth quarter. The wind flipped to our backs and our kicker booted the next kickoff into the UNLV end zone. UNLV started their drive at the 20, with a healthy dose of NUMBER 3, their all-Madden man. Six handoffs later, he was dancing in the far end zone, giving UNLV a 40-36 lead with just over 10 minutes left in the game. Gipp groaned, I stared deeply into the cement stands, and we began to prepare for the inevitable.

And then, Caylin Newton went to work.

Cam’s little brother is a tidy 5 feet, 10 inches. He looks and plays like a miniature version of the 2015 NFL MVP minus the alligator shoes and Popeye arms. Still, Caylin’s deft handling of the offense – read optioning, audibling at the line of scrimmage, jump passing, and getting to the edge on designed QB runs – proved far too skilled for the Howard program I knew. How did we get this guy? Did his family owe a pound of flesh to the Merchant of Venice?

On this go-ahead drive, Caylin picked apart UNLV’s defense like a NASCAR pit crew mechanic. Handoff. Handoff. Run. Handoff. BIG PASS. PLUNGE. SIX! Howard up by 3, with a half quarter to burn.  

UNLV got the ball back, Howard held, and UNLV decided to punt into the wind. BAD IDEA. Only 10 yards in net distance, and we braced for the kill. Lil’ Cam got us to their goal line, but finally: UNLV’s d-line held firm. Turnover on downs.

Clone Cunningham got the ball in his hands at his own 2-yard line with a vendetta, firing a deep in route across his body to a streaking Vegas WR. His man caught it, had the angle on the Howard corner, slowed down for no apparent reason, and FUMBLED. HU with another recovery. Time to milk the clock.  

Penalty. Run. Run. Run. Pooch Punt. Touchback. And UNLV got the ball back, 19 seconds away from becoming an opening weekend trivia question.

I stood up. My hands were on my head like a sprinter after interval training. I had done no running.

Pass one? COMPLETE for 19 yards. UNLV now on their 38. Could Randall throw a Hail Mary from here?

Pass two? Incomplete. My heart was beating out of my chest. Why is our defense so far back? MOVE CLOSER. OHMYGOD. SOMEONE TELLS ME WHEN IT ENDS.

13 seconds left.

Pass three? CAUGHT. By speedy NUMBER 3, my personal nemesis.

He made his first man miss, and sprinted across the 50. We had men on his tail, but he was just FASTER.

To the 45. SOMEBODY STOP HIM.

To the 40. WE CANNOT LOSE LIKE THIS.

Down. Tackled at the 30.

GAME OVER.

HOWARD 43, LAS VEGAS 40.

You remember the scene from Goodfellas, when Henry Hill is showering while listening to the radio for details on the Lufthansa Heist, hears the juicy goodness, and begins to shrill like a banshee?

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! JIMMY!”

That was me, in the backseat of our rental, yelling and pounding the mats with my feet like a rebellious toddler.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HOWARD! THE REAL HU! LET’S GOOOOOOO!”

We arrived back at Aria still delirious with excitement, cackling as black men do when richly enjoying the company of their own, sauntering into the casino at Aria like three sumo wrestlers after a buffet. We were using our outside voices inside, but we didn’t care. Something unbelievable had happened, and we were chosen by God as Las Vegas’s first apostles. And the whole world needed to know.

The tomb was empty, and our football program was alive.

MISSION POSSIBLE.

- mb

[galaxyregent]

Old but thought you guys would like it. After battling Monster!Meteora, Toffee, saturated with the wand’s over the years, uses magic escapes to the realm of magic to recover, instinctively. Star manages to fin her dad but soon falls victim to the realm’s power. The little unicorns are less than pleased with the giant predators now lurking in their home. Also Toff is naked because reasons.

Extra points to whoever can tell who she’s imitating.

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Toffee proposes his plan, that doesn’t go over well.

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Prepare for ficlet!

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“You’re pregnant.” Moon sat om the bed, stunned in mid movement. It was just an upset stomach, that’s all it was supposed to be. A crooked smile inched across her face.

“That’s not possible.” The healer looked at her calmly, maybe with a little pity?

“I’ve attended to many mothers, dear. I know pregnancy signs when I see them.”

“You’ve never, you’ve never examined a mewman, right?! You can’t be sure!”

“Dear, I can promise you, I know what I’m talking about. Mewmans aren’t that different from many species of monster in this.” Moon pulled her legs to her chest, suddenly feeling very much like a child despite being nineteen.

“What, what now?”

“That’s entirely up to you. I could help you carry to term or….”

“Or?”

“Or I could prevent things from going further.”

“You mean, kill it?”

“At the moment, it is a small lump of flesh. You don’t need to think of it as killing.” Moon simply took a deep shuddering breath.

“You don’t need to tell the father, if you like.” Moon stared at her in shock.

“Men of all kinds have a way pf complicating thing like this. He don’t need to know, if you say.” Moon shook her head.

“No, no, he deserves to know. He deserves to know.” The second sentence so much fainter than the first,

X

Toffee was still recovering, there wasn’t much that could hurt a septarian but the Butterflies knew what did. They used it on him, everything they could do to completely incapacitate him. The poisons and magic still had him weak, even so long after it happened. He was sitting in bed, and smiled when he saw her. Even now she felt such butterflies in her tummy. Her Toff had a way of entrancing her, no matter what. He claimed the same of her. Moon awkwardly walked into the room, not responding to his cheerful greeting. Moon sat on the cot, averting her gaze. She didn’t know why she felt embarrassment over all else.

“Moon, are you alright?” He asked softly. His voice was so refined, if one closed their eyes, they would never guess a monster of any sort were speaking. Toff had taken to education, unlike her who found it all dull.

“Yes…” She answered after a long moment.

“Clearly not, you’re upset.” Bless her Toff, he always knew, more than anyone. She bit her lip, preparing for the new she was about to drop in his lap.

“I…..” She whispered.

“Moon?”

“I’m pregnant.” She spoke so softly, barely above a whisper, her eyes had left her lap. Toffee cocked his head.

“What?”

“I, I’m pregnant. A healer checked me, it’s true.” She whispered. She dared to finally glance at his face. She was briefly taken aback. For once, he did not look put together and suave. His pupils were wide like a cat with a toy, his cheeks were flushed with color and his mouth was ever so slightly agape.

“Really?”

“Toff…?”

“I, I’m sorry, did you just say you’re pregnant?”

“Yes.” Her voice small.

“That, that’s not possible.” Moon shrugged.

“Well I am.” Toffee looked down, his pupils shrinking to normal size.

“What do you want to do?”

“What do I want to do?”

“Yes, of course.”

“I don’t…”

“Moon, you’re pregnant. Any and all consequence will be held on you, not me. So, what do you want to do?”

“What about you, what do you want?”

“Moon, I’ll be frank. This, this pregnancy is incredibly risky, only a handful of monster/Mewman breeding has even been heard of, let alone documented. What exists is laden with gossip and conjecture. And none of them, none, document a Septarian Mewman crossbreed let alone with a daughter of the Butterflies, let alone a future queen!”

“You haven’t answered my question.”

“And that’s just form medical standpoint. The social ramifications could destroy your life, maybe even your dynasty! A bastard isn’t unheard of, but if the child is a girl, she’ll have a claim to the throne. The court is not simply going to allow such a child to live! If it’s a boy, maybe you can marry some Mewman boy and live out your life but Moon-”

“answer my question!” Toff was taken aback, seemingly broke out of his trance and eyeing her.

“I, I don’t want the child to die. I love you Moon, I love you and I want this child. I can’t deny that. But, I would never risk your life or your kingdom over it.” Moon took a breath.

“We don’t have to make a decision immediately; you have some time. So, think it through, think of your options.”

“Why does it matter, it’s no bastard, I married you didn’t I? Maybe it was the Septarian way but I married you!”

“I doubt the laws of Mewmans would see it that way.” He chuckled. Moon pursed her lips.

“Even if we keep the child, there are options that won’t topple a dynasty. Marry a Mewman, hell, River even, disclaim this one and maybe, they’ll be able to live in peace.”

“I get it.”

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              Moon did consider her options as Toff said. It was true, maybe this child could topple the Butterfly dynasty, maybe no one would ever want her now that she had been “sullied”, maybe she would die in childbirth leaving a war in her wake. So many maybes. She touched her belly, it was bigger than it used to be, but not perceptively so. There was a potential life inside of her, one that could kill her, topple the dynasty or maybe…….. Just maybe it would bring peace between Mewmans and monsters.

              With the timing the healer gave her, the baby would have been conceived around or maybe even on her and Toff’s “wedding night”. Septarians had two different forms of marriage, marriage of love and marriage f legality. One could be both or either. One didn’t suggest the other. Theirs was a love marriage. She had read about it in her books. Moon was a week from being nineteen, and the court would beginning to pressure her to find a suitable husband. But all she wanted was Toff. She wanted the septarian she had grown up with, and come to love.

              Septarians had a specific and romantic ceremony, a pair that wished to be married, for love, were to declare fidelity to one another under the light of a full moon and then consummate. That’s what they did. Her Toff had been so hesitant, but then reminded themselves their marriage wouldn’t be legal in Mewman eyes, so he wouldn’t be harmed. She remembered that night, the moon was full and beautiful and the sky was so saturated with bright shining stars. There was one star she remembered gazing at, so bright even in the light of the moon. It was bold and unapologetic.

Stars.

Moon pursed her lips, she knew what she wanted to do.

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Though male Septarians don’t always take part in rearing a hatched child, they are very involved before it hatches. The hormones given off by a gravid females and the eggs make them dopey fools. LOL

Moon’s not used to such a drastic mood shift

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You guys have all been super patient with me and I appreciate it. I was hoping to get all six pages out at once but it’s taking longer than I hoped so I thought I’d give you guys the first two pages.

This takes place after Star defeats Meteora for the throne, think Battle for Mewni, but even in celebration there are loose ends that need to be tied up. Wysteria, flawed as she may be, is still the daughter of the false queen, any remaining supporters might seek to use her.

I had fun designing Star’s coronation gown, a lot of symbolism in it, see if you guys can spot it.

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Finally put toegther the wand for Rebel Monstar, got the sickle like Daddy’s weapon which she will often use as such for her enemies, or sandwiches.

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Why is Wysteria “Simple” is it because she’s Quarter Monster? or because Her Mother was older when she had Wysteria? if you don’t mind me asking? Thank you for reading.🙏

Why is anyone?

Honestly her mother being older and preserving her youth by sucking it away from others was likely a factor. Another factor could be that she was born in a royal family where’s there’s typically some level of inbreeding. But Wysteria is the way she is, sometimes people are born like that. And even calling Wysteria “simple” is really incorrect, it’s a phrase from I stole from times when there was no understanding of things like autism or Aspergers and it was blanket term for people who didn’t act correctly. Wysteria is arguably one of the more intelligent cast members of Rebel Mon!Star, more so than many of the adults surrounding her.

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What does Wysteria look like grown up?

She’s a lovely lass :P

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Next Page Guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Old sketch of Cuties being cute