#anyway thanks for the free space to ramble about her

[milesmentis]

Whichever oc is eating your brain the mostest:

Name one thing their parents taught them.

What recurring dreams do they have?

Thank you for asking and waiting so patiently for me to open my inbox again. Although I don't talk about her much at all, I've been thinking again about Solona Amell and since I never include her on OC lists for these it only seems fair. From this list here:

13) Name one thing their parents taught them.

Poise is everything. The way you are perceived by others dictates your own treatment so you must always present yourself to your best advantage. Never give anything away - not your respect, not your disdain, certainly never your opinion - and you will never find yourself in another's debt.

29) What recurring dreams do they have?

No surprise, but Solona is frequently beset by demons. She is like catnip to them: proud, ravenous, bitter, jealous ... and so very afraid. She frequently has lucid dreams which often (though not always) have a demon at the center of them. Most of them revolve around her aspirations: becoming Grand Enchanter and then breaking from the Chantry is a big one. And then of course, there are the Archdemon nightmares. But of her normal dreams, the most common one is "waking up" in a field of wild flowers. Sometimes she's alone, sometimes she's lying next to Heulwen or her mother. That one becomes less common during/after the Blight, but when it does come back the person she's lying next to is always Alistair (or one time that woke her in a cold sweat - Jowan).

[rindragon-from-twewy]

Mmmm forte swap au brain rot upon ye!

I've already completed designs for everyone at the NDA but I wanna space out the posts a bit cuz I don't think I'd be able to say all I'd want to in just one post!

Ramble about character info below; (+spoilers for all of mdarc)

Obviously this is based on my silly doodles for rain code ship week but I've actually started putting a lot of thought in to this now! (I've had waaaaaaay too much free time recently and I'm blessed with the ability to come up with lore/world building very quickly given enough motivation!)

So first off: Why Storm Cypher? Well cuz it's a protagonist swap! Desuhiko's now the amnesiac trainee being haunted by Shinigami so it made sense in my opinion to make this au's name reflectant of his last name, Thunderbolt. So that's where the 'Storm' comes from. 'Cypher' because it's a form of code and... well I just think it sounds nice basically! I do what I do for my own enjoyment, I don't always need to have a reason - no matter what my teachers say.

Also I decided to change some (Not all) character's last name's to better reflect their newly assigned fortes.

Anyway- It's character info dumping time!!!

Desuhiko, like og Yuma, has absolutely no memory of his past. While his personality remains fairly intact, he boards the Amaterasu Express hoping to figure out who he is along the way. While nobody there knows who he is, he instead finds he have a knack for word-play, puns and pick up lines, leading to accusations of secretly being a circus clown as opposed to a detective. This attitude is only solidified more upon meeting Shinigami, the death god with just as many innuendos to make as he does. They get along almost dangerously well, even more so when he learns she has a humanoid form. After completing the first mystery labyrinth, he decides that being a detective HAS to be his true calling, since solving the case was pretty fun all things considered, and receives his hoodie from The Chief to help keep him dry once arriving in Kanai Ward.

Yuma on the other hand, takes the place of co-star of chapter 2. At first he comes off as cool and charismatic but he breaks down almost immediately at the slightest hint of conflict. He's been a very famous musician for years prior to becoming a master detective, though he finds it hard to fully express himself through anything other then his appearance and music. The anxiety induced from an excess of fans, attention, and not knowing who to trust anymore thanks to his own popularity, he was ecstatic to be scouted by the WDO for his talents in disguises. Once it blossomed into a fully fledged forte and he was allowed to work as a detective properly though... they started regretting hiring him. Chaotic, anti-authoritatian and impossible to track down, he's more of a vigilante then a real detective. He was selected to go to Kanai Ward due to it's predicted high mortality rate, the higher ups hoping to dispose of the troublemaker without being too obvious about it. What does APAB mean you ask? All Peacekeepers Are Bastards!!! The Chief wasn't very happy to see him wearing it but permanent marker is permanent.

I haven't decided if I'll change Shinigami's humanoid design yet. If I do though, it'll probably just be more remenicent of her beta design. I haven't decided if I'll swap the Amaterasu Express detectives either though but... maybe I will. Since its forte swap though, the peacekeepers will all remain the same.

I'm hoping to write a fanfic for this, as opposed to like... a comic. But I'm partial to the idea of maybe doing an ask blog as well? I don't know yet. Either way, I'll probably post more for this tomorrow! <3

[monimccoythings]

Progress

Whoah, sorry for the long delay, it’s been a long and tiring part of my life, the worst part is that most of this was already written lol.This happens between the last fic and the bonus scene.

Check previous parts: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Next: Part 5

tags: @loveforfandomsstuff​ @harpy-space​

Since the journey to the Kong Kingdom, your little fella had become... how to put it...more cooperative, yeah, let’s go with that. Even if he gave the others a hard time, he seemed to be considerably more pleasant whenever you or Peach were around.

Not that you seemed to notice, you were so busy cooing all over him, he was such a cute baby. Oh he was still annoyed by it, but how could he blame you when he kept giving you those little doe eyes???

With time, you were allowed to do more things with him. It had been a long probation, but Peach and the Toads were 99% sure he wouldn’t try any shenanigans if you were around. You shamelessly took advantage of your time with him to cuddle him like the chonky potato he was.

Cuddling sessions were a must. It was mandatory. Not that he was complaining. One could say he was the one taking advantage of you, given how he nuzzled you and purred. But the asshole sometimes headbutted you and bit you, like dude, you are two inches tall, chill.

He liked bathtime, or whatever that was, because hitting him with a strong torrent of boiling water coming out of a hose didn’t look like something they would offer at a spa. But he seemed to enjoy it, given how his butt wiggled in a cute little dance of happiness.

Despite his surprisingly good behavior, he had still to learn some manners. He demanded, more than asked, and apparently the words “please” and “thank you” were unknown to him. He also had a tendency to snap and try to attack Mario, Luigi, Toad or whoever wasn’t Peach or yourself. Amgery boi had to be more polite because he couldn’t use the cute card forever to get away with whatever he did. Okay, he could. Damn it.

Unbeknownst to you, Bowser perfectly knew what he was doing. He was marking territory, claiming you for himself. Peaches didn’t want to marry him? Her loss, your benefit. Okay, it was kinda offputting that you were of commoner origins and without a kingdom to conquer, but what the hell, these were modern times, he could make you his Royal Consort and then conquer the Mushroom Kingdom anyway.

He was a romantic at heart, he knew he already had you wrapped around his little finger, he just needed more time to properly prepare you for when, not if, he grew back to his usual size, because then he’ll be fully going all or nothing to woo you.

He memorized every single piece of information he could get out from your mouth, piece of cake, he just had to give you the stare and you would melt to his whims. Everything about you fascinated him he needed to know all about you, he needed to own you, to possess you as his most prized being, he needed to feel what he felt whenever you were around at all times, and even then he wouldn’t get enough of you.

For real, just say hi to him when you see him and he’s already planning your wedding and naming your children.

He gets jealous very easily, just talking to another person, regardless of their gender or even mentionng some friends from the human world are enough to rile him up. He gets all huffy and bitey and won’t let anybody come close. Those days are when he focus the most plotting your kidnapping his proposal.

He knows that the day his armies will regroup and come free him from that prision is getting closer and that he must be patient. If only he was patient enough... Luckily, the only things he has to do is act cute and keep listening to your ramblings, collecting as much intel as he can.

On your part, you are delighted that this babee is willing to give you the time of the day. You smothered him with kisses and hugs while saying sweet nonsense about how cute and tiny he is. Because he was! And everybody has to know!

But sometimes you just casually talked to him as if he wasn’t the most adorable thing you had ever seen. And he listened, which was a tremendous surprise, but maybe he was bored and had nothing better to do. Those times you spent together were as great and special as the ones you spent babying him. But reality was one hell of a party pooper because you always had to harshly remind yourself that despite everything, despite how much you adored his tiny form and enjoyed cuddling him like a plushie, he was a genocidal maniac that would remoserlessly comit his crimes all over again just for spite.

From your perspective, he just looked like a tiny prehistorical pet turtle that spit fire like a lighter and had a high pitched voice. But that wasn’t who he really was. The danger of letting him lose and allowing him to recover even a fraction of his power was a very terrifying thought for all the Mushroom, Kong and Human realm. Still, you couldn’t help but feel compassion for him, because if you all started treating him just the way he had treated them all, what would be the difference between the two sides? Okay maybe that one side wasn’t so willing to kill and maul, but if they were the good guys they had to set an example.

So you spent your free time hanging with your friends in the Mushroom Kingdom and with Bowser, enjoying what new things that new realm had to offer, completely unaware of the danger that awaited just mere days away...

[blorbologist]

🖤💚

for the unpopular opinions asks

:DD Thank you! You get Percy rambles because that's where the brain goes past midnight <3

🖤: Which character is not as morally good as everyone else seems to think?

Very, very quietly: my yearly reminder to everyone that Percy knew what he was doing when he invented Gun. The entire character concept, per Taliesin, is 'what the fuck could motivate someone to make something this awful'. He did not invent Gun to free Whitestone, he did not invent Gun to rid the world of terrible evil, he invented Gun because he was a terrified and hurt and furious teenager who did not care what consequences there were to his actions so long as he maybe, possibly, might be able to kill some of the people responsible for his family's deaths. Once it does hit him that he will have to live with the consequences, that others will live with this same pain because of the havoc firearms can sow, he definitely feels awful! And wants to undo it as best he can! But it remains that he was a deeply selfish character.

And still is! No Mercy Percy is a fun meme and all, but he really leans into a lot of needless cruelty when he's scrambling for control. Which pops up again even after the Briarwoods arc is all done with - he is absolutely furious at Scanlan and some of what he mildly brings up to Vex is horrifying shit to say you'd do to a friend.

Anyways he's perfectly in character in C3 and I will die on this hill. And get raised as an undead by Delilah because PERCY WAS FUCKING RIGHT ABOUT THE WHOLE THING -

💚: What does everyone else get wrong about your favorite character?

OK, so I know we (by we I mean me) all love to point at Percy and go 'this man is autistic please let him infodump about the Feywild/clocks/engineering stupid dragon traps'. But there is a really good reason why everyone was shocked by his backstory reveal in C1, and why he's got so few lines in the first two episodes of TLOVM, and that's because he's pretty fucking quiet. And it's something I didn't fully appreciate until recently, so it's really understandable how often it trips people up!

The main thing is that while Lord de Rolo is usually a man of few words, those words are fucking bangers. While a lot of Vax's famous lines tend to be part of a long Shakespearian ramble (which I love), Percy, as a Taliesin character, is a master of the one-liner. Which tends to get over-represented in our memory compared to how often he says very little at all!

Percy often gets wordy when he has a space to do so (a debate with Keyleth, a bit of Whitestone lore Taliesin wants to yell about, nerding out with Tary who is importantly nerding out right back)... and when he's talking to Vex. God he will not shut up when he's one-on-one with Vex. In his conversations with other characters (Vax and Keyleth namely) he usually keeps his input short unless he's doing some arguing. But with Vex? Just won't stop.

So while I do think infodumping can be compliant with canon Percy, he needs to either be doing it in tandem with someone else (he and Keyleth or Tary being little weirdos), he has to have a solid excuse to indulge in it and feel justified, or he and Vex are alone. (Cass can probably get him to infodump, but given her nature as an NPC there isn't much textual evidence alas.)

Ask me about my unpopular opinions!

[fandomnsfw]

Bad Liar - Remus Lupin x EnglishTeacher!Reader

Pairing: Remus Lupin x EnglishTeacher!Reader

Prompt: bet u wanna by Sabrina Carpenter. Bad Liar by Selena Gomez

Warnings: Smut! D/s undertones, praise kink, sub space, aftercare, abusive relationships(not Moony).

no beta!

**************

You stood on the stage instantly relaxing, all anxiety gone as you lost yourself in the music. You’d finally finished your new song and you couldn’t be happier with it. Most people write songs about experience you didn’t have many of those so you wrote about story’s. You preferred to think of yourself as a story teller rather than a singer. Which as an English teacher felt more fitting. As you got to the chorus the room grew even more silent making you smile. Your hands caressing up the mic stand until you grabbed the microphone head.

‘Didn't think about it when you let me down. Hurts to see me out of your reach, Bet you wanna touch me now. It's cold out there, Let me know what you found. Bet you wanna love me now. Bet you wanna love me now.’

When you finished the song you stepped back and gave a short awkward nod before deciding to take a break before the next song. A few regulars stopped you to tell you how much they liked your new song making you grin excitedly.

“Nice to see you again love.” Rosmerta exclaimed as she brought you into a hug.

“I can only do two more songs before Greg gets here.” You whispered to her making her eyes narrow.

“That man is no good for you.” She whispered softly making tears prick your eyes.

“I-I know but I have no where else to go Rosie. A-And he loves me.” You muttered sadly making her shake her head.

“Hi. I really liked your song.” Someone said behind you making you spin around in shock before your eyes widened.

“Holy fudge balls. Y-You’re Remus Lupin.” You squeaked said you stared up at the rather tall but excessively handsome man.

“And you are?” He asked sweetly with a grin on his face.

“Y-Y/N Y/L/N. It’s such an honour to meet you. I read your novel obviously I know you’re in a band, your musics awesome but I’m a big reader. English teacher. And I am rambling…feel free to save me from my fangirling.” You rambled with flushed cheeks.

“Oh, not many people even know I wrote a book. I didn’t think it was that popular.” He chuckled with his own flushed cheeks.

“I loved it! It’s so underrated.” You chuckled before Rosmerta approached telling you to get your last two songs in. 

“Sorry. It was really nice talking to you.” You chuckled as you started for the stage. 

After you finished two more songs you stepped off stage just in time to see Greg walk in with his usual scowl. You were about to walk up to him when a young woman slid up to you. She was bouncing in her spotted like an excitable puppy making you smile a little.

“Hi! I’m a singer and I think the company I work for would LOVE your work! Have you thought about singing full time?” She exclaimed happily making your smile brighten even more.

“Yeah I’ve heard your songs! You’re also  dating Sirius from The Marauders right?” You asked sweetly just as Greg approached.

“Come on let’s go.” Greg demanded grabbing your hand.

“G-Greg I was talking to someone.” You stuttered fearfully as he turned to look at the woman.

“Thank you for the offer but I enjoy teaching English. It’s very flattering you like my songs though.” You chuckled awkwardly making Greg narrow his eyes at you.

“This is my number. If you ever change your mind let me know…but also I just moved here so feel free to call anyway.” She chuckled softly making you smile shyly.

Once she’s done speaking Greg said nothing as he dragged you out the pub walking a few minutes to your shared house. He didn’t say anything as he sat down on the couch. You instantly began making his tea, which you’d thankfully prepped before your gig this evening. You slid the lasagna in the oven before grabbing a beer and walking into the front room.

“What the fuck was that at the pub?” He asked in a eerily calm way that had fear rippling through you. How much more emotional abuse could I take before it consumed me? 

“You were being rude…she’s a famous singer and she offered me a place at her company. She liked my songs.” You tried calmly but his eyes narrowed instantly.

“That’s a hobby not a job. We’ve talked about this. Your songs are mediocre at best. Plus you need to be here, food won’t cook itself and one day when your finally pregnant we’ll have kids that need caring for.” He drawled a hint of anger in his tone.

“Speaking of. Did you see the doctor about getting those tests done. I mean we’ve been trying for 2 years! There’s  got to be something wrong with you as a woman if you can’t even get pregnant.” He growled as he sipped his beer, tears sparked in your eyes at his harsh words but you buried it. There was nothing wrong with you or the secret contraception you had planted in your arm. 

You refused to bring a child into this world to be fathered by a man like him. No child deserves that. You bit your tongue to contain your anger something you’d done for years now.

“Get me another beer.” He demanded as he downed the last of his bottle.

“Would it kill you to use manners. The kids in my class know better and their a bunch of hormonal teenage boys who say things like ‘innit’ and ‘mush’.” You snapped, instant regret seeped into your bones as his face dropped.

You assumed you’d get a verbal lashing as you always did, however when he stood up and slapped you straight around the face you were shocked. The slap was so hard it had knocked you straight to the floor. You looked up at him to see no remorse, you scurried to your feet and ran. He instantly ran after you as you barricaded yourself in the bedroom, locking the door as you pulled out your phone. 

Who do I call? Police? I have no friends or family. Would the police even do anything when he was on the force? Fuck, I don’t even have any numbers in my phone! 

You picked up your phone about to Google The Three Broomsticks number when the internet cut off. Fear was all you could feel when you remembered the card that singer has given you not half an hour ago. You picked the card out your cardigan pocket and dialled the number.

“Hello?” A voice muttered sweetly over the phone.

“I-It’s Y/N from the pub? I-I know you don’t know me but c-can you send me the number for the pub? P-Please?” You pleaded tearfully.

“Hey…it’s okay. Tell me what happened darling I’m still at the pub now.” She asked in concern making your tears start falling.

Suddenly Greg was slamming against the door trying to barge in. Your body was shaking as you tried to calm yourself down enough to talk. 

“OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR YOU STUPID GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH!” He screamed as his fist pound against the door.

“Is that your fella? Did he hurt you honey?” She asked softly making you whimper.

“He slapped me but…I think he’s gonna do more if I open this door! I-I’m scared.” You cried making her sigh softly.

“Send me your address I’m coming to get you.” She stated calmly as you grabbed a bag and started packing.

She hung up as you sent the address, you might not know her but you’d rather leave with a stranger than be in a house with someone who hit you. You should’ve seen this coming. It always started with the emotional abuse.

Greg was still beating on the door when you heard a crashing sound downstairs that had his abuse on the door ceasing.

“Who the fuck are you? You can’t just barge in here.” Greg shouted from outside the bedroom door. 

“Get the fuck out my way you fucking cunt.” A female voice snapped making you straighten up.

“The fuck did you ju—

“If you lay a hand on my woman I will fucking kill you!” A male voice screamed making your eyes widen. 

“Y/N lovey it’s me. Come out he won’t touch you.” She muttered outside the door. You reached for the set of draws, moving them out the way before unlocking the latch on the door.

“You got everything you need sweetie?” A man you recognised as Sirius asked.

You looked around the room before pointing to the two duffel bags on the end of the bed that you’d stuffed all your clothes and anything precious into. He nodded softly as he picked up one bag as you grabbed the other with a struggle. 

“You can’t just come in here and take my fucking woman!” Greg screamed as he began following after you but Sirius was behind you and his girlfriend in front blocking Greg off from you.

“Y/N do you want to stay?” Sirius asked as they got to the bottom of the step.

“N-No.” You stuttered fearfully as you avoided looking at Greg.

“You fucking bit—

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Someone else snapped behind you making you spin around to see Remus Lupin stood there.

“Oh is that it? Ey, you’ve been whoring around? I hope you at least used protection! Wouldn’t want you to come back pregnant via someone else spawn! Then again we’ve already established you’re a pathetic excuse of a woman that can’t even get pregnant. Haven’t we love?” He snarled as he stepped towards you.

“I have a contraceptive implant in my arm! Because what idiot would want to bare your child! I feel sorry for anyone who ever does! But it won’t be me!” You screamed clearly shocking everyone including yourself.

“I’ll kill you.” He growled making your eyes widen in fear.

“Thanks for that lovely confession.” Sirius snorted as he held up his phone showing the recording had been going from the second he walked into your—his house.

“Y-You…” He started but instantly dropped it.

“Get her out my house. I don’t ever wanna see you again.” Greg snarled viciously as he stormed off towards the kitchen where the faint smell of burnt lasagne was coming from. 

“Th-Thank you.” You whispered as you picked up the bag you’d dropped to the floor. However Remus reached over and picked it up for you.

“Come on. Rosie has set up a room for you.” Remus whispered sweetly making you smile shyly.

You nodded as you follow them towards what looked to be Rosie’s car they’d clearly took for your sake. You got into the back as Sirius got in the driver's side with his girlfriend in the passenger seat. Remus slid into the back with you after loading up the bags.

“You don’t have to answer but has he ever...” Remus asked gently making you sigh.

“N-No it’s always just been verbal…but I feel like in the years it’s happened I built a shell that blocks out his words. Today I ‘sassed’ him because he didn’t say please. I told him the kids in my class had better manners. After he slapped me, I thought I’d see some remorse or regret but there wasn’t any…he looked at me like that slap was just the start of it, so I ran.” You explained quietly making his frown deepen.

“I know it doesn’t mean much as we’ve only just met but...I’m proud you got yourself out.” Remus whispered sweetly making your face break out into a grin. 

“Thank you.” You chuckled awkwardly. 

*************

“Y/N check this out!” You heard a shout from upstairs making you put down the rolling pin in your hand. 

“Just roll this out for me Pete then there pretty much done.” You muttered sweetly as you squeezed past Remus giving him a cheeky grin before running upstairs.

“Lemonade here made a new song.” Cherry snickered making you raise a brow. When she started playing you listened to about 10 seconds of the song before bursting out laughing. 

“I’ve told you guys not to call me that.” Lemonade huffed as her boyfriend walked in doing a stupid dance when he heard the song. 

“See your best songs are about our sex life pup.” Sirius snickered as he pulled his girlfriend into a sultry dance.

“Brilliant! I love it.” You laughed as pulled out a CD with a wink. 

“Here’s my newest addition.” You added as you wiggled your brows. 

“Gimmie!” Lemonade squeaked as she threw hers out without much care. 

When the song came on her eyes widened as she let her body sway to the beat as you pulled her into your arms as you began dancing with her with a grin on your face. She threw her head back laughing as she listened to the song with a proud grin on her face. 

“I have officially made another pop princess.” Lemonade shouted happily. 

Lemonade looked so proud you couldn’t help the wide grin on your face as you bumped your hip against hers. In the last few months you’d become the best of friends with her. It mostly started about a month after they’d rescued you. 

****

You walked downstairs to the pub when you’d heard loud music, deciding to take a break from grading to see who was playing. You slipped on a cardigan over your shorter cottagecore style dress. Something you indulged in after you left Greg. When you were together you weren’t allowed short dresses or anything with too much skin. 

Granted you weren’t one for such things anyway but when you’d seen this dress online a you’d decided to be a little impulsive for once.

When you got downstairs you saw the Marauders playing with Sirius’ girlfriend playing lead singer. You smiled at the look of pure adoration on Sirius’ face as he played his guitar, staring at his girlfriend.

James was no where to be seen though making you look around until you spotted him with the barmaid that you spoke to occasionally. You wandered over to the pair with a grin, they looked up with matching expressions.

“Y/N! It’s so nice to see you! How have things been?” James asked politely making you roll your eyes playfully.

“I saw you last week James.” You huffed sarcastically something you’d recently picked up. After years of verbal lashing you’d learned to bury your true self to become the meek English teacher and perfect girlfriend to him.

“Well Cherry over here won’t update me on your well being and as your self appointed brother I was concerned.” James drawled sarcastically making you laugh.

“I’m assuming Cherry is a nickname?” You laughed making him wiggle his brows.

Just then the music died down and Sirius’ girlfriend ran over so fast she crashed straight in the bar knocking it enough to cause an avalanche of Lemons to roll off the bar making  Cherry face palm.

“Woah calm down you almost became the newest brand of lemonade!” Cherry sighed with a laugh.

“I shall call her Lemonade and she shall be mine and she shall be my Lemonade!” You joked patting her on the head. 

Everyone has burst out laughing making her flush bright red. 

****

It’s strange to think such a simple interaction had made such an amazing bond but at that time it was what you needed, a friend. Since then you’d healed a lot more, you’d even recently been thinking about dating. Although that thought only seemed to occur around Remus which you’d tried to pat down. 

“Soooo is this the only new song because I swore when I was scrolling through the studios hard drive I saw a sneaky peak of a song called Bad Liar!” Lemonade exclaimed dramatically making your eye widen.

“I locked that folder…so what you mean is you broke into my locked folder on the hard drive?” You snorted with an eye roll.

“I didn’t listen to it.” She pouted making you laugh.

“It was just something random. It’s no good.” You answered calmly. I’m a big fat liar. That song is the only song I’ve ever modelled after an experience.

“Can I listen anyway?” She asked sweetly making you glance around the room at everyone else.

“Maybe when we’re alone later Lemonade..” You muttered with flushed cheeks.

“Clear out bitches! I’m too curious to wait.” Lemonade shouted making your eyes widen.

Everyone snickered as they left the studio before closing the soundproof door behind them. You glared at your best friend who instantly opened the folder on the computer and began typing the password to your folder in. She opened the song and closed her eyes as she took in the music.

‘I was walking down the street the other day Tryna distract myself But then I see your face Oh wait, that's someone else Oh oh, tryna play it coy Tryna make it disappear But just like the battle of Troy There's nothing subtle here, oh oh In my room there's a king size space Bigger than it used to be If you want you can rent that place Call me an amenity, oh oh Even if it's in my dreams, oh.’

“This is good was it dream based or book based?” She asked over the music making you flush.

“E-Ermm book!” You tried to sound sure but when she narrowed her eyes at you you knew you’d done a terrible job.

“Oh my god! Is…is this your first feelings based song?” She asked with wide eyes.

“That…is this about a guy?” She squealed as she began bouncing on her chair like an excitable puppy making you groan.

“You’re not gonna let this go are you?” You sighed with another eye roll.

“Nope.” She answered happily.

“Yes it’s about a guy. No I won’t tell you who, no I won’t be dating him and NO I will not be playing this song in public.” You told her sternly making her grin grow in size.

“Fine but I’ll figure it out.” She taunted making you laugh.

“Mhmm sure.” You laughed as you turned off the computer and began dragging her downstairs where the other were sat drinking and laughing.

“I put the pizza in the oven it should only be a few more minutes.” Peter said shyly making you smile softly.

“Thanks Pete.” You chuckled, truffling his hair affectionately before making your way to Lemonades kitchen. 

You poured yourself a glass of wine before leaning against the kitchen side, your eyes closing as you just let yourself have a minute. You might love having friends and places to go to if anything ever happened but sometimes the loudness and excitable behaviour got too much. You weren’t quite used to it yet.

“You okay?” A familiar voice asked making you startle, your eyes opening in slight alarm before realising it was Remus.

“Yeah I’m not used to it yet…The noise.” You explained softly.

“I’ve been around it for more than half my life and I’m still not used to it.” He laughed making you giggle.

“Summer holidays start soon right?” He asked sweetly.

“Yeah just one more week. The year 11’s have already left obviously but the younger years are basically gonna spend the next week getting homework for the holidays and watching films.” You chuckled before sipping your wine.

“You filled Ms McGonagall’s position right?” He asked with a small smile.

“Yeah. She’s the one who hired me. Her exact words were ‘I’m not leaving my kids to some stuffy bastard.’” You snickered making him laugh.

“She was the one who encouraged me to write my book. I love music and the band but I also love writing. I didn’t think I could do both. She told me that I could do whatever I wanted. Said it would be hard work but if I wanted it enough I’d make it work.” He stated calmly with a small smile on his lips.

“Good advice. So James has got Cherry, Sirius has got Lemonade. Are you or Pete not seeing anyone?” You asked curiously, throwing in Peters name to distract from the fact you only cared about of he was dating.

“Pete hasn’t had a girlfriend since school. He’s a bit shy in front of lasses and a lot of women nowadays don’t have the patience for it. As for me I haven’t dated in a while. I’ve been writing another book and between that and the band most woman don’t want to share the attention with my work or hobbies.” He chuckled dryly making you frown.

“Well women can be stupid.” You snorted before continuing.

“Peter’s a great guy and I’m sure he’ll fine someone who is exactly what he needs. As for you Mr Lupin, if women don’t want to share you with your passions their not worth it. You’re kind, mature, creative and handsome. Someone will snatch you up eventually.” You giggled before turning to take the giant square pizza out the oven that had 8 sections with different toppings on it. 

“What about you? A-Are you seeing anyone?” You instantly noticed the stutter in his voice and looked up to see flushed cheeks. I might be a bit rusty with dating and men but to me that seemed…interested?

“No. I’ve been thinking about it but Hogsmeade is a small village. Most men are either under 20 or over 50. The ones our age either moved away or got married.” You laughed making his brows furrow. Is he upset? 

You used the pizza cutter to slice the pizza into many slices before popping them on a giant wooden chopping board and carrying it to the front room, Remus following behind you quietly. You all sat down drinking and eating as everyone made jokes and casual conversation. You lived for these nights, it made the past few years with him worth it.

******

Once the pizza was finished and drinks had multiplied everyone was buzzed and lounging happily. You were curled up on the couch between Peter and Remus as the couples occupied the two single seater lounge chairs. Your cheeks were flushed from the alcohol and your tongue loosening enough to make your sarcasm amplify.

“Oh yeah there’s a rapper I work with and he recently saw a picture of you on my Insta and asked if you were single.” Lemonade muttered drunkly.

“I’d sooner date Dumbledore than a rapper.” You snorted making everyone laugh.

“He’s really sweet.” Lemonade argued making you roll your eyes.

“Which rapper?” You drawled. 

“Prewett.” She answered with a grin.

“Hmm cute…still a no.” You snarled making Remus snicker next to you.

“So sweet ginger rappers aren’t your thing. Neither is the song writer I showed you or the photographer I wanted to introduce to you. Who the hell is your type?” Lemonade huffed with a pout on her face.

“That’s a secret!” You exclaimed loudly.

“Okay here’s an easy question. There’s several blokes in this room! All very different which one is more like your ideal type?” She asked cautiously.

“I was gonna say Sirius just to wind you up but that would be a lie.” You snickered making everyone laugh.

“What about Pete?” She asked making the poor lad turn bright red.

“We’re both too shy! Pete needs someone confident and open.” You huffed with an eye roll.

“Okay Remus then!” She tried and suddenly your face went bright red as you opened your mouth to say something but nothing came out.

“Th-That—You can’t jus—

“Oh my god!” She shouted loudly making everyone jump.

“Wait I wanna know too!” Remus slurred making your eyes widen.

“You guys are so nosey! Yes Remus is attractive okay? He’s the closest to my type!” You grumbled sassily.

“Holy shit! The song is—

“I was with a policeman for 7 years! I will literally murder you and get away with it!” You interrupted making her grin widen.

“What song?” James asked curiously.

“Never you mind deer boy!” You shouted making Cherry laugh.

“It was one time! Why did you lot even tell her about that?” James huffed grumpily. Then all of a sudden everyone was shouting over one another until Remus shouted louder than anyone.

“Stop trying to set her up with everyone!” Remus shouted making everyone stop.

“Moony you okay buddy?” Sirius asked suddenly feeling a little more sober.

He looked to you ignoring Sirius’ question making you smile softly. Jealousy. You let out a soft giggle nudging Remus’ arm with your shoulder smiling at him sweetly. You both seemed to get lost in each others eye for longer than necessary but finally you decided to take a leap of faith.

“Moony here is jealous you guys haven’t tried to set him up with me.” You giggled making Remus’ eyes widen.

“Ooooooh.” James and Sirius said in unison.

“So?” You huffed sassily at Remus.

“O-Oh! Okay! Would you like to go on a date tomorrow?” He asked with flushed cheeks.

“Sounds great. Pick me up at 7.” You giggled with your own flush cheeks.

“Okay.” He mumbled awkwardly but he had a subtle smirk on his lips that had you grinning.

“Awesome! Now get out my house so I can screw puppy into next week literally because it’s Sunday.” Sirius snickered making Lemonade grin happily.

***********

“Re-Remus…” You moaned breathlessly as your legs tightened around his waist, your back arching off the wall.

“Fuck..look at you. So needy for me aren’t you bunny?” He groaned as his cock lined up with your entrance.

Your dress bunched up at you hips as he held you up against the wall. Your heart pounding in your chest a you tried to wiggle closer her his hardened member making the tip slip inside you. You moaned happily as he growled against your breast that were hanging out over the top of your dress.

“Naughty girl.” He whispered against your nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

“Mmm fuck me please. Need you!” You begged shamelessly making him smirk.

“Aww is my perfect little bunny desperate?” He teased before thrusting into you slowly.

“Don’t worry darling…I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t take it anymore.” Remus moaned huskily as he lifted pinned you to the wall and began pounding into you again and again.

“O-Oh! Fuck yes Moony!” You cried out as you clung to him tightly. You didn’t usually call him that much let alone in the bedroom. But the second it left you mouth Remus went feral, his thrust gaining speed and depth as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten.

“That’s it bunny…Cum for Moony.” He growled as his hands gripped your ass roughly pounding into you mercilessly.

“Ah…a-ahh Moony!” You screamed as you came, your orgasm making your eyes roll back as your body shook around him. 

“Fu—Shit! Y/N!” Remus cried out as he came inside you, panting against your breast, kissing them occasionally as you both came down.

Without separating you he walked to the bedroom and lowered you down to the bed his cock still inside you. You moaned a little as he pulled out but before you could get up Remus pinned your hips down and began spreading your legs.

“Wanna hear you screaming Moony again bunny.” He groaned as he ran his finger through your folds.

“Mmm look so good with my cum leaking out of you.” He added as he thrust two fingers into your cum filled pussy.

“Love it when you cum inside me Moony. Fill me up so good..” You slurred as he bent down to lick your clit.

“Is that right bunny? Wanna be filled up with my cum?” He groaned before sucking on your clit, his fingers gently massaging your g-spot.

“Y-Yes!” You cried out as you bucked against his hold.

“Want Moony to breed your pretty little pussy?” He growled making your eyes roll back again.

“Y-Yes fuck! M’cumming.” You whimpered as your legs shook.

“Good girl bunny.” He praised as he coaxed you through it.

“Come on darling. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He took out his fingers and sat up.

You sat up and immediately took his cum covered fingers into your mouth. Both your cum mixing together had you moaning around his fingers. 

“Taste good bunny?” He chuckled as you released his fingers.

“Yes Moony.” You whispered sweetly making him groan.

He was on you instantly, his cock shoving straight back into your sopping wet cum covered pussy. Your back arched off the bed with a high pitched moan ringing out as he fucked you. Remus was the opposite of Greg in every way. Greg was controlling in everything except the bedroom, where he was just lazy and selfish. You’d been together for years but it that time you could count on one hand how many he’d made you cum. 

Remus had surpassed that in one weekend together. Now a few weeks into the relationship you could honestly say you’d never been as satisfied and happy.

You felt yourself slipping into a dazed state something that had never happened. Your brain might have actually turned to mush as his thrusting got harder and deeper. Your eyes were half lid, your lips parted with constant moans and whines of pleasure.

“Cum for me bunny.” He whispered into your ear and you did. You toes curling, your legs starting to cramp as you once again came.

You weren’t sure what happened but you were in your own world. You knew the world was still there but for some reason you couldn’t focus. Until you heard Remus’ sweet voice coaxing you out of your current hazy view of the world.

“Hey bunny…you did so good for me. Can you try and tap my arm to answer some questions? Once for yes twice for no?” He whispered sweetly. You tapped his arm once letting him know you would making him smile down at you.

“Good girl. Do you feel floaty bunny?” Tap.

“We need to get you washed up and to the toilet. I’m gonna carry you is that okay darling?” He asked softly. Tap.

He picked you up your head lolling against his chest as he sat you on the toilet. He turned around to grab a cloth, wetting it with hot water and letting it cool down. He turned around and helped you stand up, leaning you over the counter to wipe up any left over cum. 

“You were so good for me bunny. Make Moony so happy.” He whispered as he helped you to stand up and pressed a kiss to your temple.

“I’m gonna call the guys and tell them we’ll skip tonight.” He whispered gently.

“N-No I can go.” You argued, your voice croaking slightly as you looked up at him.

“Bunny…” He sighed softly making you pout.

“Wanna see Lemonade.” You whimpered with tears in your eyes.

“Okay okay bunny. But you don’t leave Moonys side. And no drinking tonight. You’re in subspace and I don’t want you to drop darling.” He explained to you slowly. You nodded your head and started stripping to change into something else.

“Can I borrow a cardigan Moony.” You asked sweetly, your lashes fluttering innocently.

“Of course bunny.” He chuckled as he helped you out on a fresh dress with one of his way to large cardigans.

***********

“You two are late!” Lemonade shouted as you both entered the pub. You were less floaty after taking a slow walk to the pub but you still felt clingy and more shy than usual.

“Sorry. We weren’t going to come but Bunny wanted to see Lemonade.” Remus answered as he sat you on his lap. 

“Bunny?” Sirius snickered making you pout.

“Ignore him darling.” Remus whispered as you nuzzled into him neck.

“What’s wro—is she in subspace?” Lemonade squeaked as she gaped at you.

“You brought her to the pub in subspace?” Sirius hissed as he shook his head.

“She wanted to and I’ve never seen her in subspace I didn’t know how she’d react to me telling her no.” Remus huffed.

“Hey Y/N want me to order you something to eat?” Lemonade asked gently.

“Yes please Lemonade.” You answered quietly making her lip fork a smile.

“So cute.” She giggled before running off to get you some food.

Just then music began playing making you wince a little as you looked up to see The Valkyries on stage. Except their lead singer wasn’t Marlene like it usually was. You tilted you head in confusion before looking at Remus.

“I’m assuming Marl’s throat isn’t going to get better then?” You asked a little more with it than before.

“Yeah she needs surgery and she doesn’t want the band to suffer so they hired a new singer. Tonight’s her first night performing live.” He answered as Lemonade ran back with a basket of nachos with all your favourite toppings and cheese sauce.

“Thank you.” You giggled as you dug into your food. Every bite clearing you mind more as Remus, stroked your hair and kissed your cheeks, whispering about how good you were.

“So since these two have nicknames I eel it’s about time you have one!” Sirius exclaimed making you scrunch your nose.

“Another fruit related one?” James grinned making you glare at the pair.

You stood up from Remus’ lap, deciding  to finally go to the bar yourself. Lemonade stood up but you waved her off with a playful eye roll before turning to James.

“I don’t need a terrible nickname from the likes of—

Just as you said that someone ran into you spilling a vanilla shake all over your dress, thankfully missing Remus’ cardigan.

“I am so sorry!” The woman cried out as she looked at you in concern.

“Vanilla it is.” Sirius snickered as you turned to him with the deadliest glare you could muster.

“It’s fine. Accidents happen.” You replied as you turned to the lady.

Remus took off his jumper leaving him in a plain white T-shirt as he traded you for the cardigan. You stormed off to the bathroom grumbling to yourself as you went. When you’d changed into the giant cream jumper that fell to mid thigh you burst of laughing. This was living.

[maeizy]

C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

[dracocheesecake]

I’ve been lowkey stalking your page cause with the new KFP movie coming so too has my love for Kai. He’s just. HE’S SO?! HE’s so bro he is so-

Not even just like RAUGH. As a character he has so much depth and there’s so many things you can explore about him (as you’ve done, I think Yuelong is so wonderful!!), I love his personality, his place in the story as what happens when both Yin and Yang are left unchecked for so long and they need to clash to better remind themselves who they are. And of course his voice is just sooooo, both his voice and his design is just…sheesh 😮‍💨 (thank you J.K simmonssssss) he’s so perfect gaugh.

Anyways, thank you for being like one of the sole content providers for this man, if I had time, I’d start writing my own x reader’s for him. But all the rambling aside, I was wondering what you think the dynamic would be like with him as a Spirit Warrior and like a wandering, stubborn ram with a spiritual streak who could like astral project to and fro between the mortal realm and the spirit realm. Her visits aren’t too long in the spirit realm, but enough to explore the place, and probably accidentally sneak into Kai’s place of residence.

Cause I can only imagine Kai’s shock and bewilderment at someone in his space that seems…out of place? They have swords do they expect to threaten him, seriously? Why is their chi like that?

Yes yes yes I agree I agree he is so very much RUUGGHHHSHSHDGSHEHWHW 💚💚💚

Hemhem- anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I'm so happy that my content has fed someone else as much as it has fed me lol. I had to make the content I wanted to see in the world, and that was of this guy XD.

Thank you so much for reading and liking my stuff! He was absolutely a character full of potential that is actually really fun to explore!

Now that question:

I think Kai would be extremely surprised to see someone that's well...there, but not quite. Someone in the Spirit Realm, but not dead and not a mortal somehow transported there...or at least, not physically transported there. Where is the chi that he can take?- There's only this ephemeral veil of it before him, but infuriatingly out of his reach. How dare you dangle this chi in front of him and not even be decent enough to actually be there for him to take it! Oh please, swords- what are you going to do, goatie ghostie? Poke him with them?- As if.

I think past his initial bewilderment he would start mocking her, trying to goad her into actually appearing physically, or just to annoy her to amuse himself and pay her back for the annoyance she unwittingly caused him. He even threatens her a few times, telling her that once he gets out of the Spirit Realm- and he will, it's only a matter of when- he'll track her down. He's reserving a spot for her on his belt.

And when he does break free of his exile in the Spirit Realm, and does track down her physical form...well, I'll leave that to you. ;)

-OK, OK, no- no, you know what? I can just imagine what happens when Kai finally actually does make his way to where she actually is. Just...I have it so vividly ingrained in my mind. There's a knock on the door, it opens, and he's just there smirking down at her all "Hey, guess who just got out of the Spirit Realm?"- And then there's this moment on her end where she realizes she really messed up, because you know she was probably talking alot of trash to him when she was astral projecting- but she is absolutely willing to back it up and throw down with him, which Kai gladly accepts.

What happens afterward?- I'll let you decide.

But the entire interaction at that point would be hysterical to me, and honestly does have alot of fun potential.

Snippet cuz I can't resist:

The ram looked up at him in mind-numbing shock. Kai smiled and spread his arms.

Then he settled down. His glowing green eyes seemed to bore into hers. All the joviality from before dropped, save for a cold insouciance.

"Honey, I'm home," he sang, and then promptly laughed, tossing his head back and clapping his hands together. The ram could only stare up at him.

"...Well?" He said, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Only the hard habits of etiquette led her motion, puppeting the hollowed out husk of her body- and that was the saving grace that kept her from breaking. Her mind refused to process this at all; he had been trapped in the Spirit Realm, herself just an astral manifestation, when they had met- and now he was here, and she was making him tea- tea, as if he were just a regular guest.

The strange things the mind resorted to in order to keep sane.

Kai watched her, sitting at a low table in the center of her cabin home. The small teacup she lent to him seemed especially so in his hoof- but then again, he seemed especially large in her house. She took her seat across from him, sipping at her drink. It was then she noticed, during that long, quiet interval, that he never touched his- maybe he had forgotten how, or maybe he had no need of nourishment.

Or maybe chi was enough.

His eyes had never once left her. The glow of them felt like it would burn her if they gleamed any brighter. She inhaled softly and put her cup down.

"How did you get here?"

His eyes widened, and he smiled, tilting his head to one side, childish in gesture and tone, another form of mockery. "How?" He said.

He pointed to the assortment of jade amulets hanging at his waist, next to the twin blades also holstered there, and the ram could see the powerful aura surrounding each of them- could practically hear their souls screaming from within for release, and it made her nearly sick with the realization; no surprises, he had mentioned as much before- threatened her with it, in fact, when she had pressed his patience too far with sardonic remarks. She sipped her tea again.

"...Got a nice collection going, I see."

"So you know why I'm here now," Kai said.

He leaned over, ever so slightly. The air of the room became tense. Predatory.

The ram froze, immediately aware that the taut string drawn between them was about to snap. Still, she had always been stubborn: she held her ground, watching him in silence with as much wariness as he watched her. Kai smiled and slid his cup slightly over, leaning to rest his forearm full on the tabletop, leaning closer to her.

"You had alot to say in the Spirit Realm. When I couldn't touch you..."

His other hoof reached out, slowly, cupping her chin and jawline with a gingerness that should not have been able to come from such a brutish form. It was only a deception, though; just a touch, just to remind her that he was real, just to hammer home the potential of the threat he now presented. His tone was low, a mere rumble on the thickening air.

"...What have you to say now, Ghostie?"

She caught her hitching breath. Then she snatched her chin out of his grasp and held it higher, stubborn as ever.

"I say: I don't take back a single thing I said in the Spirit Realm," she said, raising her brows at him defiantly. Kai's eyes widened, but then he grinned. He slammed both of his hands down on the tabletop, making the clay tea set jump and rattle.

"Shall we take this outside, then?"

"We shall."

"You have your little knives?"

"They're swords! And they're more blades than those glass pokers you have on you!"

"They're jade- But we'll see for ourselves which are the better blades, won't we?- Here's a hint: they're mine."

"Nuh-uh!"

"Come prove it, then- and it better be worth my time. I didn't come here all the way from the Spirit Realm for nothing, after hearing all of that talk from you."

[your-queer-dad]

Hey Queer dad, I only just found this blog, but I'm writing you anyway, I Don't want to be anonymous, I want my name attached to my story I fear that I'm probably going to explain myself poorly but here goes anyway I am going to be 24 years old this May, I've been on E since 10 - 2020 Ive had to move out to live with my boyfriend of 3 years and it feels like I've all but abandoned my dreams of going through college as an engineer, things were hard to keep up with when covid struck and now I'm a trans-woman living in Georgia USA, I understand that its not as good as my home-state of New York on trans issues, but I have my BF and his Family who are supportive... I'm SCARED as of late sure I live in a fairly chill part of the state, but i'm SCARED like big time, its making my mental health journey harder, and I'm finding a lot of VERY bad thoughts creeping in, mostly about my appearance and all that, I don't look all that fem when i have trouble taking care of my day-to-day hygiene,

My dad is ""Supportive"" as far as accepting the fact that I'm his daughter now, but he and most of my extended family still doesn't use my pronouns or chosen name. My mom, well she left this world, and me alone in it, sure she was never the best to me, but she would have been the one person to support me. When she left I promised myself and her that I would take the little support I spit on and ground into the dirt as a teenager and actually be true to myself.

I know that at this point I am rambling, but I want to put meaning and journey behind my words THANK YOU, for being here for us. THANK YOU for providing a space for us to ask questions, and get parental style advice when we have no-one else and I ask of you this, how does one find community in this world when one struggles to navigate the fear she feels from the world around her?

Hi!! Thank you so much for reaching out. Honestly, it sounds like you've had such a rough time and I am really proud of you. Thank you for sharing your story, I appreciate it, and I'll do my best to help out.

Personal story time: I myself was (and still am sometimes) in a very similar situation myself. And it is scary, it's really isolating to see so much hate from others just for being yourself, and it makes you want to withdraw and hide. And I hid, for so long- it's really hard to show your true self in a world so full of hate and fear.

But I did, slowly, step by step. A little bit every day. Us humans, we're not supposed to be on our own. We're pack animals, like wolves or lions, we thrive off other people's company (some more than others). With mental health, when all you want to do is hide and let the world forget that you exist, what helps you the most is finding others who feel like it and can help.

Easier said than done right?

I'm still working on it, and there's never going to be a stage where you're perfect at it- but every day, just actively trying to engage with others around you, I found helped me. Not running away when people offer help, speaking to new people, finding my local queer community- just actively being aware of my surroundings and gently pushing myself to talk to new people.

The worlds a lot less scary when you have an army of support behind you.

It takes time, and energy. It's hard. And definitely baby steps, small steps. But there are so many good people out there, who will love you and accept you and value you, you just have to find them.

I'm really proud of you, I'm always here if you need someone to talk to and feel free to reach out anytime. Everything will be okay.

- dad x

[threeking]

... ⠀⠀יִיִ⠀𝃣 ⠀⠀ writeblr intro ⠀⠀ 💌 ⠀⠀ ── ⠀⠀ ;

hello ! my name is third king january but feel free to call me third or january ( or any other nickname you'd like ) ! i'm a twenty two year old black lesbian pursuing a graphic design major with a minor in art history and creative writing—considering media studies—who uses they/them pronouns !

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ :⠀ 🍓. i think this may be my third or fourth time trying out a writeblr, but the other attempts didn't go well since i was busy and didn't put a lot of effort into interacting with my mutuals </3. this time around, i really want to be a part of the community and be more supportive of everyone's writing! my goal for this account is to share my wips, any writing, and keep motivated to do more than just stare at a blank document for hours </3.

i'm a big reader and i plan to share some of my recently reads on this blog. please feel free to send me book recs if you think it's something i might like or if you just wanna ramble about something you read that you really liked! my favorite genres are horror, magical realism, fairy tales and fantasy. i love beautiful prose that's almost poetic and ambiguous writing that has you questioning everything until the grand reveal.

my favorite books are: bunny by mona awad, deathless by catherine m. valente, and how to win the time war by amal el-mohtar and max gladstone. the last two books helped me understand the kind of writing style i want to strive for as did poetry !! i don't have a whole lot of fav poems, but worm king's lullaby by richard siken is one that's always spinning in my head.

alongside reading i like manga, webtoons, videogames, and anime. my all time favorite anime is hyouka followed by angel beats and clannad. my favorite webtoon is omniscient reader's viewpoint and i can't recommend it enough. it's soosososo good! ( i started with the webtoon before switching to the novel bc i was too impatient to wait for the updates ) my favorite games are the halo series and oxenfree.

other interests of mine include music, drawing, art, watching youtube videos, journaling, horror movies, and sleeping 😴. i have a few graphic novels / webcomics in my wips so i'm learning how to draw to make them a reality! i also have a video game that's tied to another wip so i'm getting into coding as well !

please never be shy / afraid to tag me in ask games, send me an ask, or even a message! i also have a discord ( username: thirdking ) if you'd like to add me and message me there. also never think or feel like you're bothering me or anything if you wanna say hi or ramble about your interests. i'm always looking to make new friends !! 😁

i ask that minors don't interact or follow !! thank you !!

i have a handful of wips that's been running laps in my head for some time now but these are the ones ( excluding shorter stories ) that aren't multimedia projects or animation ideas, but i may talk about those anyways 😋 since most of these are still in the outlining stage they're subject to change but i'll make sure to update anything to reflect those changes !

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip one ; spring ( technically untitled but springs gna be in the final title )

the story follows two ex band mates reconnecting in their adult years after they parted ways when their front man signed a major record deal.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip two ; sisyphus

sisyphus stars three siblings at the center of a conspiracy 1!1!1 the oldest sibling, an astronaut, goes missing during a privately funded space mission embarking to a new planet found in the solar system. i wouldn't call this a greek retelling, but it does a feature a lot of nods to classic greek myths!

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip three ; atwe

atwe follows the mother of a teen superhero getting revenge after her kid is killed by an unknown villain. though it's my own special take on superheroes featuring my personal criticisms on teen heroes, it's also a study on family—in particular—distant family relations and saying i love you a little too late.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip four ; march marchen ( title will definitely change )

march marchen is my sort of alice in wonderland / fairy tale retelling that follows an unnamed girl in what might be wonderland trying to figure out who she is and who she isn't. ft parallel worlds, escapism, the fear of childhood, and the fear of adulthood.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip five ; neapolitan ( title will definitely change )

neapolitan is a magical girl webcomic / graphic novel. the story follows a trio of girls becoming the successors of a long line of ice cream inspired magical girls. ft a bright fun palette, gore, and cannibalism! though it's a webcomic, i intend to give it a novelization from the perspective of a different set of magical girls.

if you'd like to be added to a taglist please send me an ask! it'll be easier for me to keep track ! thank you for reading <3

[forthesanityofstorytellers]

On my worldbuilding bullshit again

NOW FEATURING MAPS!

And it's after midnight and I'm way too tired to let anxiety get the better of me and prevent me from posting so here's a worldbuilding ramble!! Settle in if you like worldbuilding rambles.

So this:

is my latest attempt at making a map of The Domain, (THE GREEN IS WATER and also plant growth stick with me for a minute) a section of the larger wold map of Elewna, here:

Which is the land of shapeshifters. There's *counts on fingers* ten overarching clans that live on this continent alone and they are:

Umatoe

Onisraeri (with four subclans: The Onishiki, the Arros, the Ooneloah and the Aoni)

Orieiifio

Sati

Ugi

Ubli

Kamare

Faroae

Deveol

Bahaat

BUT there are also two LOST clans that are aquatic in nature that disappeared a long time ago and no one knows where they went which is a given really seeing as how Elewna is an ice planet so where the hell did they go? No one knows, that's why it's a mystery. It's even more of a mystery how they came to be in the first place, but let's not talk about that right now *laughs in worldbuilding hysterics* BUT ANYWAY none of those are the ones Imma focus on right now simply because they don't live on The Domain (the original opening map); that honor belongs to these guys - The Umatoe!!

(Early work in where I decided to take my cat and my mom's cat and play with forms)

Which, yeah. Essentially to get to an Umatoe you start with a giant (like maybe 7/8' tall) feline that can stand upright. Add in a fin around the tail that can stretch and shrink, a neck pouch that can hold extra oxygen, and variously-sized tusks, and you got yourself an Umatoe. They have a lore about how one of the early Umatoe's participated in a race with the elemental gods and the gods cheated, but the Umatoe still won because she ripped the fins and the neck-pouch from the gods' bodies and attached them to herself, using them to swim faster than the boats the gods had created for the race and she beat them to the world's end and then demanded freedom for all her kind to live without the gods' interference. One of the gods (oh right, did I mention that Elewna exists in a Polythesitic universe where there are actually two different levels of elemental gods, one of which being the ones that the Elewnai have stories about interacting with called Atmu, and the giant creator-gods which are called Masu which are essentially giant Space Dragons) decided that the Umatoe was correct in her demand and so granted her request while at the same time letting her keep her stolen bits. And that's why the Umatoe believe they were born with an affinity to water and the bodily accessories to match.

ANYWAY.

To the map; Elewna works on an opposite geothermal principal as ours. The higher you go and further from the ice core you get, the warmer it is and vice-versa. They don't have a whole lot of moving storms outside of the mountains so far as I've got so far, but the cluster that's at the top right of the map? All clouds. (AND I MADE THIS WHILE THINKING OF THE RAIN SHADOW but I may not have gotten it completely right, still working on my understanding of the thing, THANKS TUMBLR) That's possibly the highest mountain range on the entirety of the planet (The larger world map doesn't agree yet because I haven't changed it yet, but trust me it's Like That) and everything slopes down from there. So the big greenish looking thing is essentially one of the only spots on the world that is all free-flowing water as it's from the clouds, the storms, and it's high enough to not get frozen over. The mountains around it act like a big bowl so far as I can tell, keeping most of it stopped up with exception to the mountains at the very bottom, where the rivers start to form and sort of give freshwater for the rest of the territory of the Umatoe. Which means the Umatoe are one of the only clans to have actual fresh free-flowing water on the whole of the ice planet. I'm still thinking of what this means in terms of biome. BUT

It also means that the Umatoe culture evolved building things on mountainsides and cities that float. They're very well adapted to their environment, which is a huge mountain pool at the top and slick ice at the very bottom because it's close enough to the lower zones to have started to freeze over but is still high enough that it's more like foggy cold sludge than anything else. AND THEY STILL SWIM IN IT SOMETIMES BECAUSE THEY ARE BEASTS!!!!

Anyway

I think I'm running out of ramble steam, so here. Have a poem of the race against the gods in their own language because yes I conlanged because I'm insane with translations under each section.

Mauhr-Ro-Mauha, Raistr, Sloa;bolsro Raistr;Punaek Hapro Ain;canani

Uma believe that song and music carry more than words can say They carry out beyond sight, and speak to the heart without knowing

Nheiohmauhr osc Naioh-Ro-Rahisc-Ro-Iea-Ro-Utaiar Niknipa-Ro-Acranipa Atmuad;chaakt kabnikni Bic;naniorapa Utran;Padu-naheakt Bic Rahspr;atmukaac-kabicni

We sing of the AllMother, a song of freedom, of journey, of skill and fireceness. She tricked and stole from Atmu wanting to trick her She beat the ones who made her She befriended the honorable Padu Won the race they set up to lose

Iscipa, raha;naehempra Atnabo-Ro-Boioh, urypa, atmuad Aiakbioh, kabliocalu;loiotpra Aiakbioh, kabasiahac;Iohnirahu Aiakbioh, kabracicca;micalu

Walked a path through the mountain Tore fins and breath from the Atmu to win Was the first to swim through the water Was the first to reach World’s End Was the first to come back to home

Rahspr Paruospa Liocalunai, Umatoe Atmunaini;bolsni Kabumtoaiako, Umatoe Liocalu

Her race was gifted Uma allowed to swim free  No more Atmu control Uma swim to their own destiny

[flamigoat]

🌺Raypeach Tarzan AU?🌺

Okay guys. Hear me out.

Rayman, Ales Mansay, and Globox end up stranded in another dimension thanks to some magic going wild (according to Ales. Who’s totally not there for ulterior motives..). Kong Country, as Globox put it. A land where massive hulking beasts called ‘gorillas’ rule over the jungle and its pristine beaches. Turns out, they aren’t the only life forms from the Glade stranded out here. Rayman is saved by a mysterious, pretty, blonde, Rabbid woman and her robot companion.

That struck his curiosity. He knows this isn’t the Glade. So what is a Rabbid doing all the way out here? Another invasion? Maybe one gone wrong. If so, he must know why! And have a chance to see her again. Even if it’s just this once. To thank her and take them back home.

More under the cut… :D

Basically a Tarzan AU where Rabbid Peach is raised by the Donkey Kong family (Rabbid Cranky Kong, DK, Diddy Kong, etc.).

One day, Peaches finds a robot washed up onto shore. After some tinkering, she actually gets it to work!! This robot was Beep-O, whose memory is a bit spotty, but he remembers he was sent to find something. She doesn’t really care though, and just thinks his screen is cool to look at. He lets her play games on it sometimes with Donkey Kong.

Beep-O and Rabbid Peach became fast friends, which leads to him often watching over her so she doesn’t get into too much trouble. Rabbid Peach helps to maintain his systems by finding scraps around the island. At first, he’s impressed with her innovations, until he learns it’s just to increase his storage space so they can take more pictures.

Sigh…

He doesn’t know what to do with her, especially when she meets a strange eggplant looking creature one day.

Rabbid Peach (Peaches) takes the role of Tarzan and Rayman takes the role of Jane. Just seeing Tarzan’s never ending curiosity I thought Peaches would definitely fit the role! I head-canon her to be an extremely curious Rabbid. Also, of course I’m going to put Rabbid Peach x Rayman into this, because I can hahaha!

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed my rambling. I might redraw some shots from the Tarzan movie with them maybe, but that’ll probably be it. Feel free to use this ideas as you like. I had fun thinking about it! 😆

[destinyc1020]

"I just wish Tom had some autonomy from Spiderman, his girlfriend (Zendaya), and other Marvel-related stuff.... Like, can fans just have stuff related to just HIM??"

This is why I like your blog compared to others. You get it. The others can't help themselves. The only other time I've seen this is with Justin and Selena and Brad Pitt and his two relationships. I think the issue is how Tom got popular. He used to be on social media and it was related to Marvel, his friendship/secret relationship with Zendaya, and him joking around with his male friends and costars. People used to watch his stuff like a reality show.

Like Tom said once, he's kind of a walking meme now and I don't know how he gets out of it other than to keep pushing it with his non-Marvel work and hopefully get something else that's recognized as successful. It pisses me off daily how people go out of their way to not recognize his successful work. "It was before Marvel." "It was streaming only." "It was just voice work." But if it's anyone else doing the same work, they'll find a way to talk about it in a good light. Most people won't even recognize that Onward was Oscar nominated but if it's Puss in Boots, it suddenly counts as valid work for that celebrity voice cast. That's my rambling rant.

Thanks Anon 🥰

And yea, I don't want ppl getting the wrong idea... I LOVE Tom's privilege of being able to work with Marvel and be in such large films from such a young age. He struck gold early on in his career, and it's afforded him a lot of free space. He should be proud!

I also LOVE his relationship with Zendaya, and I think they're cute as a button together! ❤️ 🥰

I just wish that Tom had more autonomy outside of those things. Even Z has fan accounts dedicated to JUST HER on tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, etc. But with Tom, it's almost like, if it's not related to Spiderman, Marvel, or "Tomdaya" the couple, then it's almost like people don't care to really start an account about him. 😟

Maybe you're right, maybe it is the way he got famous? 🤔

Anyway, it's just a minor complaint. It's just smthg I've noticed and picked up on.

I do feel like people seem to undermine his work, even though it's GOOD work!

Idk what will change that in the future, but I do feel like he should just keep pushing through with non-spidey related work and just keep picking good scripts, directors, and actors to work with. ☺️

I really do think that once he hangs up the spandex for good, we will probably see a LOT of changes.

[mumbobee]

might aswell just make an au lol

(Stuff about them under this thing v)

Mumbo is a starshaper aka. Person who creates stars and sets stars off and everything related to stars, he is very distant and has his own area (the closest star to earth is very far away). He doesn't contact others that much but is willing to say hi if theres an event or something like that. He kinda just- observes

Grian is controlling the suns- as suns are seen as energetic things and happy and all that, he has an area with child like things and free space to run and jump around for him being so energetic. He also is vary warm to touch and his hands and feet go to full ash like texture and he has fire hair thing under his main hair. He also is the most social to everyone else.

Pearl is controlling the moons and their phases- she has a purple, very soft space with lots of moonbunnies. Shes quiet and very kind, if you approach her she will seem tired but thats just the way she is. She hangs out with mumbo alot (yk nightsky and all that). And forces mumbo to socialize because shes pearl. She's, unlike grian, very cold to the touch and her hands and nose fade into black void like stuff.

Anyways this is me rambling and if you read it thanks uhh yea :D lmk if you want more hermits to this au ^^ (i have a copule in mind ;])

[sleepyezzy]

hello everyone :)

hello! my name is Ezra (he/him) and I’m (no longer) new to tumblr. I draw things for fandoms I’m in which changes pretty often but it’s fun anyway. Still a beginner artist but it’s just a hobby <3

list of names because i called myself them in my brain and it made me happy. no particular preferences

ezra , liam , sketch , silver/silv

‼️ i am a minor ‼️

things I like (will add/delete things) : murder drones , tadc , lackadaisy , studio investigrave , fnaf , regretevator , sdv , pokemon (sylveon and wooper are my favorites) , object shows!!!!! , dandys world (though i do not support the creators) , pressure

i want my blog to be a drama-free safe space for (almost) everyone. <3

dni - proship and other basic dni criteria. please and thank you.

tags :

#ezra yaps again (for rambling / not art)

#ezra draws for the 17th time (it will be 17 every time)

#dingleberry says something stupid again (stories about my brother)

#ezra reblogs (for reblogs. obv.)

#sunnii! (talking to sunnii)(shes so cool they get their own tag)

#one tpot please punch me (sunnii's new tag. as per request. i. this was not me saying this. this is all her doing.)

#pen x eraser gay yaoi me just now (thats. thats hatzsune. don't ask because i don't know either.)

[peakyblinders1919]

Haddie Harrington Pt. 10

|part 1| |part 2| |part 3| |part 4| part 5 | part 6| |part 7| |part 8| |part 9|

The BMW would have looked out of place in the driveway of the little chateau save for the way it was worn, the once shining maroon paint now marked with age and dust and just enough scratches to look lived in. 

“It’ll be quick, I promise.” You didn’t need reassurance, but thats what Steve’s words did anyway. Once the door was unlocked, you were met with the smell of cleaning supplies and Steve’s earthy cologne, the hysterical wailing of Haddie, and the frantic rambling of Robin.

“Thank God you're here, I’ve tried everything, she won’t listen to me, she doesn’t like the voices I did, she’s been crying for you-”

“Robin, alright, alright, calm down… a minute, two tops.” He smiled back at you before slipping into her pink bedroom, hearing the faint hint of his high-pitched voice trying to lure Haddie back to sleep.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, I wanted to be able to handle it, for me, for you, but I just, kids are used to routine and she doesn’t know me well enough yet and I don’t know her and what she likes… and maybe she doesn’t like me at all-”

“Robin, Robin, Robin. It’s fine. It’s alright.”

“But your date was ruined…”

“No it wasn’t. It’s just starting…” you smiled, taking the solitude you found yourself in making yourself feel at home.

The house itself was a stark contrast to Steve’s childhood home, this one small but perfectly lived in with stuffed animals littering the couch, a mess of papers on the kitchen counter, boots and shoes spilling over in the mud room, and candid family pictures on almost every free shelf and surface. Hanging back as Steve soothed Haddie back to sleep, the pictures were under your scrutinizing gaze; a baby picture of Haddie, a picture of Steve and Haddie with matching sunglasses at the beach and a shirt that reads “My First Beach Day,” another picture of a house that must have been his home before this one, painted blue with butter yellow shutters, and finally, a picture of Steve with a younger Haddie on his shoulders, and a beautiful blonde woman with Haddie’s eyes standing next to him, looking at them both with love and mountain and adventure behind her.

Is that her? You asked yourself, already knowing the answer. 

Haddie’s mom. 

She was stunning, so at ease and beautiful without trying to be. Where you should have felt jealousy, anger perhaps, all you felt was happiness for him. This picture was shiny and new and hope captured behind a camera lens, proof that Steve had successfully moved on and made a life for himself despite all the shortcomings he’d just shared with you. Whether he had fully forgiven himself or not, he had moved on. The Steve smiling in that picture surrounded by two beautiful women? That Steve could feel truly loved. He was deserving of love, worthy of her love, and the happiest version of himself. 

What happened?

Not realizing you’d even picked up the photo to examine it closer, Robin’s voice startled you to the point of nearly letting it fall from your hands. 

“Robin,” you gasped, fumbling to put the picture back on the mantle with the others. You regained your breath, a quiet look passing between you two, sad and sympathetic and all but saying everything you couldn’t bring yourself to. There was something too intimate about stepping into Steve’s life again after five years, and something even more intimate stepping into the place he had worked so hard to call home for his family.

Suddenly it was all too much. The house was beautiful but small, the four walls around you starting to press in on you. The house was too small because it was already too full, unable to allow someone else to move into the space, his space. 

The world went quiet, quiet enough to hear the faint whispers down the hall, Haddie’s little voice sounding excited that you were here, quietly asking Steve if you could read her to bed because she loved the voices you made.

Suddenly it was all too much. The idea of  playing house in a home that wasn’t yours, sliding into a position that wasn’t yours, into a role that would always belong to someone else. Not only were the walls pressing in around you, they were sucking the air out of the room, leaving you lightheaded and fighting for air. 

“Y/N?”

The world stopped, the pictures on the mantle blurs of color. Haddie’s door down the hallway opened with a slight squeak of its hinges, the sound of Steve’s heavy tred coming down the hall, accompanied by Haddie’s.

“I’m sorry.” It came out in a whisper, eyes glued to Robin, hoping she’d understand all that you wanted to be able to say before you pushed past Robin back out into the driveway, the chilly Hawkins air hitting you in the face like the reality check you needed.

Suddenly, your world was upside down. Left was right, right was wrong, and Steve was the one you loved, the one you always loved, and now that you knew he loved you back, you couldn’t do it. Couldn’t find it in you to stay with a man who looked the same, sounded the same, but wasn’t the same at all. He was grown, he had moved on, he knew what love was really supposed to feel like. And who were you to measure up to it now?

What had you done in all that time, years since he’d left you behind? You never left, you never got to see the world, hoping there was still something better out there for you than this. You walked the same streets day in and day out, hung out with the same people you did back in high school, you forgot what it was like to live. And now that you felt alive again, it was too scary.

“Y/N, wait!” Not noticing how far your legs had already taken you, you stopped in the middle of the quiet suburban road, not sure who was speaking to you.

“I can’t do it Robin. I can’t.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I can’t be with him. I’m not supposed to be with him. He’s supposed to be with her, Haddie’s mom. I’m just… I’m just a dream he’s chasing. A dream that’s going to led them both to heartbreak. I can’t… I can’t…” It was difficult to find the words because there were simply none to express the overwhelming feeling carving its way into your chest. 

The next thing Robin said- Robin, normally known as the one to ramble more than you- was simple and the only thing you needed to hear. “Your feelings are getting a little too big so your just going to run away? That doesn’t seem like you.”

Running away hadn’t seemed like the kind of thing Steve would have done either, but he did. And that had changed everything.

“I… I need some time to think. Tell him,” you swallowed hard, “tell him I’m sorry and I’ll see him soon, yeah?”

“Why don’t you tell him yourself?”

“Because I’m afraid of what I’ll say if I see him right now.”

“Like what? What would you say to him? Say it to me.” 

Robin watched you pacing in the shadow of the streetlamps while the rest of the world slept.

“I’d, I’d, I’d say I forgive him. I forgive him for everything that he did and didn’t do. That I forgive him for leaving but it was still the hardest 5 year never hearing his voice, and it sounds better than it’s ever sounded before. I never left home but it never felt like home until he was back. Hawkins was never the same without him, I was never the same without him. My heart was never the same without him, it was broken and shattered and in the few weeks that he came back, he peiced it back together to something that feels. And I’m afraid if I went back right now and told him all that, I’d be with him the way I ached to be with him when I was 18, but we’re not 18 anymore, and I can’t say or do any of that in case too much has changed and my 18 year-old heart isn’t enough for his 25 year-old one. I’m not even scared he won’t live up to my expectations because… because I know he would, I’m scared I won’t live up to his. What if I can’t replace the woman he loved?” Silence. Eerie silence, the silence of the world asleep and the silence of them listening enveloped you until it was deafening. “What?”

Robin just shook her head at you, waiting until you turned and locked eyes with the very man you were talking about.

“Steve,” it come out as a gasp, perhaps shocked that he was there, or relieved that he had heard it and- was he smiling?

“I’ve got that drink ready inside, if you want.”

[starwalker03]

question time! Since Dick seems have it made with adult skills in WMLP I'm curious about the others. How's the rest of the team doing on adulting skills? Does Wally even know how to drive?

Considering Wally wasn't overly invested in learning to drive, during the show, on his 16th birthday I'd say no. There's a chance his parents taught him anyway but I think it's funnier if he just has no clue. I do intend on writing a scene of Dick teaching Wally to drive. Chances of it ending in chaos are high.

Artemis is all set on adulting but she gives me the vibes of a 20-something who calls herself a fully-grown-child or something. Tiktok adults like 'i need an adultier adult!' kinda vibes. She refuses to acknowledge that she is 25, she is perpetually 20 until further notice.

Conner is like. Meh. Like he can mostly handle himself if the need arises, he can cook himself food that's sustaining, he knows how to keep both himself and his living space clean, he functions. I wouldn't put him further than that. If he was given free reign in a grocery store without full context and an assigned mission he'd get lost in the aisles till he inevitably ended up standing in the cereal aisle looking at the many different ways you can eat high-sugar, low-protein grains in different shapes and sizes. Options are the enemy.

Kaldur is very similar. You know that thing where veterans who are dealing with PTSD struggle in "adult" situations due to the sheer amount of stimulus and decision making? Yeah. That's him. In his current state asking him 'what would you like to drink with breakfast this morning?' would reduce him to tears within five minutes.

M'gaan was hopeless at cooking in the show and I don't think they ever actually said she got significantly better over the course of the first season so uh. Yeah. She then lives as a tortured psychic lap dog for a glorified tyrant for a decade. She doesn't know how to do anything. Moreover she shapeshifts her own clothing half the time. She probably couldn't tell the difference between a washing machine and a dryer by appearance.

I am obsessed with the way they are all affected in different ways by their traumas so I'm so glad you're interested! Thanks for letting me ramble.