#fae! bitty

[ageless-soul-au]

Just a bunch of Kio's recent doodles :3 ft Fae's redesign and Time's whole outfit??? Omg?????

Everyone belongs to ASAU, pls don't tag any other AUs!

[constantvariations]

You know, rwby could be so much worse

It could have sex scenes

[transtundras-fr]

You suddenly find yourself in the world of Sornieth! Thanks to magic, you can turn yourself into any dragon breed you want. Assume the gender/colors/element are what you want. This isn’t necessarily about your favorite breed, but which breed YOU would be most comfortable being!

(A lot of these dragons overlap in category but I had to condense)

[000marie198]

Are there any sonic au’s you would recommend? I am trying to find more to get into so would love to know if you have any favourites out there :D

Hello! Oh there are so many! :D I definitely have some favorites and some which aren't favs but are pretty great.

Putting these under the cut because there are so many! And there's definitely more cool AUs that I haven't seen or haven't saved.

Anyways, please enjoy my personal selection:

Seven Years Too Soon by NightFuchia. Basically what if a much younger Sonic accidentally set Shadow free from Prison Island. It has awesome characterization and happens to be one of my favorite stories. The rest of Team Sonic is also present

Brotherhood's Twist by @/drawloverlala even though I don't think it counts entirely as Au but it still sort of does. Unbreakable Bond ageswitch due to Zeti's meddling.

Passion's @sonic-tangled-au . I love it! So very much. The lore and backstories are so good.

Noonui's World Restored in Imbalanced Chaos au. Extremely engaging and good. Has a bunch of world building and fun concepts and lore.

Sonic's Super Totally Awesome Mixtape, though it seems to be discontinued, I'm not sure. It's pretty good so far! Takes place in the movie verse.

@brainworms-all-night-long is working on a Dreamtale Au which I'm hyped for. The tag in use is 'dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery'.

@/the-starlight-project comic is pretty good too. Mystery! And emotions. So many emotions ough.

And there's @the-emerald-isle-au by @0vergrowngraveyard . Very intriguing. 👀

Please do check out the Pandora Au by @/starrjoy. It's great!

The Fair Folk by Irritable_Fabulamancer, this fic is one of my favorites! Team Sonic as Fae my beloved! I love fae AUs.

On that note, if you're alright wanting to read a Fae!AU which is pretty much a sonadow fic, there is also I don't believe in fairy tales [but I believe in you and me]. Fantasy and Fae! Satbk inspired, another one that had me hooked.

My Arms Are Blue by thekyuubivixen and its unofficial, fan-continuation (My Arms Are Blue! Final Four Edition) by PlaystationPassenger. The story doesn't completely count as an AU but I'm recommending them anyway cuz they're really really good and has that watching your own show from different dimension trope. It's also hilarious and fun.

Burning Arrow, Wildfire Heart by Taranea is SatSR novelisation AU with Sonic's other friends present too, it's pretty fun. Not very accurate regarding the desert but it's a good read and I come back to reread it often. Must read in my opinion. Just don't dare use it as guide for desert travel or you'll be shriveled up in the sand somewhere

This fic. Read it, I will not elaborate this one. Just trust me :]

And don't miss out on @shadofiredragon's Legends Never Die fic. It's a future fic! And an awesome one. I won't spoil much but it is so good. She also has lots of fun AUs in the works.

Down the Foxhole series by MoonlitNightin. Sonic Prime AU series which is great! Tails' pov. The Shatterverses have their own Sonics. Engaging and great.

Feel free to check out @/Son1c's 10verse and other AUs. Those are some pretty great ones. Love the different lore and variants given to the Shatterverses in 10verse.

Spirit of the Wind by TrenchCoatGecko. Satbk inspired fantasy au. Sonamy, has focus on magic and lore and other characters as well.

If you'd like some Forces angst with Unbreakable Bond focus, please do read Illusionary are your arms around me by @nixoon-again. The feels will kill you /pos

Chaos Barren by but_why_not. I forgot to add this earlier (this is an edited addition). Takes place in the Blue Devils AU, great story!

Baby Tails shenanigans by @myymi . Tails got turned into itty bitty infant kit. (And also check @0vergrowngraveyard 'baby tails' tag for more little gremlin scenarios)

Myla is also working on @tails-and-the-ink-machine au

Feral au by Oneshot_bravo. Little short stories or drabbles taking place in Unleashed but the werehog is feral yet keeps his memories. Very lighthearted and fun and cute

Three or more foxes form a skulk by @/chiropter36 . Post Prime au fic, loved it! Go read.

Also, @donelywell 'roadtrip! sonic au' and 'Casino Nights Au'

Haven't yet started reading The Fox's Burrow by @/space-gutz but I'm planning to. Recommending it either way cuz I feel like it's gonna be good. Unbreakable Bond but ageswaped au.

@/sonicchaoscontrol comic. Another in-progress au which is also quite intriguing. Sonic jumps through a portal and exits in future where the planet is a mess. The mystery of what and how it all happened and what's going on slowly unfolds.

The Buzzsaw Dillemma by redpenship. I haven't personally read it myself but I've heard many good things about it, especially it's world building.

Incomplete and won't be updated anymore but if you haven't read them yet, DO NOT miss out on Ghosts of the Future and The Murder of Me fancomics by Evan Stanley (spiritsonic) and Gigi Deutrix (gigi-D) respectively. They're a must read. Both are available on DeviantArt.

The Heart of a Monster comic, @/the-heart-of-a-monster. It's in progress and updates regularly. Unleashed retelling, really really good with some extra lore and everyone involved.

Sometimes the Picket Fence isn’t Perfect and Sharp Edges (Sonic Prime AU) series by @/skimmingthesurfaces. I'm holding off the first one to read later, like that one book you've been saving so I'm not sure if it completely counts as an AU, still putting it in recs, and the second one is intriguing so far. I have heard a lot of good thing about the Picket Fence series.

Dark Boom by Smash50. The entirety of Team Dark in the Sonic Boom universe. Alongside it, there's also Boomtober by the same author.

It Always Snows by the 24th by Selendred had me hooked even though it's a oneshot. Great au and would love to see it explored more.

No One said I Wish by SylWritesStuff. One of my fav stories from the Sonic Platonic Fairytale Week event. It's really funny.

Sonic Phantom Forces (SPF) au comic. Sonic Forces au, blue boy gets taken away but not in the way you think, pretty cool story so far. It's in-progress and available on both Tumblr and DeviantArt. @/spfau

If Black Doom tried to be a better father by Tirainy. Don't take this one seriously. It's pure comedy and I love every second of it. Shadow is having a time for sure XD.

Silent Talkers by @brainworms-all-night-long. Takes place in the Prime Bros verse, feels intensified, all the good ones. A must read, trust me.

And speaking of the Prime Bros AU (in which all Shatterverse foxes also got adopted by Sonic and are now brothers), feel free to scroll through the 'prime bros' tag here. So many awesome posts for this particular au by everyone!

There's so many more, cool ones, epic ones. I haven't saved all and I'm probably forgetting some great ones too so I'm leaving this open for others to add. If y'all have more cool AUs, plz add to these (I wanna check em out too)

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And now a few from the Fanfiction.net site because it doesn't have much audience compared to AO3 and there are some actual gems hidden there;

Premonition by thekiyuubivixen (not entirely an au but it feels like one due to the unique ability Sonic gains)

The Sonic Project by SconnieSA. Rated M but it's a pretty awesome AU and the rating is due to more serious themes and uncensored language in some parts. Highly recommending this one

Survivor's Resolve by DC111. Not entirely an AU but I must rec this fic it's so good and doea havs some AU vibes.

Sonic the Hedgehog: Attorney of Law by thedraconicwerewolf. Ace Attorney type AU with Sonic and Tails as main characters. Not too adventurous but very very fun and interesting and still managed to keep Sonic in character. Though it has a sequel started, I only rec the main story, not the sequal as it seems to be abandoned and isn't needed to be read like them cliffhanger stories.

beLIEve by Meow21. I have only read snippets from this, waiting for this story to continue but it seems to be discontinued. Felt like an epic story too and deserves to be recommended.

Sonic and the Golden Journey. Sonic gets thrown in another storybook, this time it's a children's classic fairytale. Short but very comedic and fun. Go read it.

Tales of a Samurai. I am begging you to read this one, please it's so good. Also by Taranea.

Wonderful and it's sequal Sanctuary by Inflamore for some Unbreakable Bond angst. (Kindly ignore the obliviousness of earlier ff.net for not knowing the meaning of certain symbols, there's nothing of the sort in story, trust me.)

Regrets by MazzyBooks. A high school au of sorts. Sonic centric with some heavy angst. I'm not kidding about the angst part, trust me. It had me hooked from the first chapter though and I believe it deserves a rec.

You need the cracks (to let the light shine through) by king.needlemouse. Istg this is the most underrated thing I've ever come across, it's one of my absolute favorite fics which I can never forget. Do read it.

Within this Nightmare by sonicfan1990. Sonic get transported to an alternate universe which has gone post apocalyptic and his counterpart in that universe has been dead. Pretty great story, lots of angst and everything.

And that's all I could remember and have saved for now. I'm leaving this open to more AU recs (yes even self plugs are welcome) so if you know any I missed, plz feel free to add. I hope you enjoy all these great AUs!

Thanks for the ask!

[spacebarbarianweird]

I love love loved your Astarion x Big-Breasted!Tav Headcanons! What about some NSFW hcs for a tav who's a member of the itty bitty titty committee?

Here we go! Thanks @harebrainedmage for insights!

Masterlist

Headcanons

Astarion x Small Breasted Tav

The nature didn't bless you with big boobs.

Is it your fae ancestry to blame or something else, but you are flat-chested like a boy.

It's convenient when you are on the road because you can easily pretend you are a young man.

Saves you from a hellish amount of trouble.

You don't consider yourself particularly beautiful, and you don't actually think Astarion finds you desirable.

Besides, he is an elf.

Elven men love human women exactly for their top parts.

But you were wrong.

Astarion loves sleeping on your chest, and he likes cupping you with his arms.

Besides, he can easily fit your whole boob in his palm, leaving no spot unattended.

You also find out that your nipples are extremely sensitive - Astarion constantly rubs them with his fingers when you sit together.

Titjob is out of the question, unfortunately - but Astarion has found other ways to use your breasts in foreplay.

He slowly rubs his erect cock leaking pre-cum all around your nipples till you are begging to put it in ALREADY!

And you are so very comfortable when it comes to "on your fours".

No matter the speed and the intensity, your breasts don't get sore.

Astarion can rail you to complete brainmelt.

Same with being on top.

With time, you learned to consider your body beautiful - mostly, thanks to Astarion who sews your dresses with deep necklines.

One day you confess to him you've always wanted nipple piercing.

He pierces them himself, sucks out the excess blood, and then, knowing how irresponsible you are, monitors the healing process to make sure no infection gets in.

You never change the nipple jewelry yourself - if you find the new rings for your boobs you just bring them to Astarion and let him carefully do the job.

Many years post-game you settle in.

It seems like you've always had a breeding kink.

You are just not sure if it's possible to be knocked up by a vampire.

It certainly is.

Your boobs get much bigger, and they never return to their natural size (you also have visible stretches on hips).

You have to re-size all your armor and clothes.

"If I had known they would change that much, I would have bred you years ago", Astarion jokes, being an absolute freak about your body.

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[gendercomsumer]

Twisted Wonderland Confessions Part 5!

A/N: We're almost finished with the series! Idk what I'll write for after but I'll figure it out eventually. Also my computer broke in the middle of writing this- so yayyyyy

Warnings: Not proof read, Ooc Sebek, Lilia being a menace /hj (Also not knowing how to write him-),

GN!Reader

Characters: Sebek Zigavolt (773 words), Lilia Vanrouge (509 words), Leona Kingscholar (761 words)

Sebek Zigavolt

You'd meet him during the spell drive tournament (Book 2 w/ savanaclaw) When there was the plan to take Diasmonia out of the running for the whole thing.

It was only a small moment you two saw each other but from first impressions he was loud, and most definitely not afraid of showing his loudness off.

You ran into each other again during school realizing you had more classes with the fae then you first thought.

While Sebek is very loud at times, he's diligent and takes great and very organized notes (Even if they're only in pencil with no indicating colors.)

As a friend Sebek is a bit strange

You'll usually find him doing his own thing or lecturing a student on the topic of respect.

You two would hangout during lunch usually close by Malleus in case he needs Sebek to guard him.

A personal head canon is that he's also a bit suspicious of everyone, not like heavily so but it came naturally with him being a knight.

So he might not fully trust you at first to be able to be at two arms length of Malleus.

I mean at least he's being a good guard am I right?

He will let you borrow his notes if you need to, saying some comment along the lines of, "Ha! Of course a human would need my notes!"

While he can help you in math and science he does struggle in art and the more creative classes.

Help him with those and he'll see it as a favors for favors situation.

I can't really see him easily identifying let alone accepting his feelings for you

He at first thinks he's sick, or if you know magic you've somehow slipped a curse on him

He goes to Lilia for guidance and this old man while he looked composed was cackling on the inside.

Lilia explains that Sebek is most likely falling in love with the human and Sebek seems almost appalled by the suggestion.

Him? A fae? Falling for you some random pathetic human?!

No no that can't be right!

This was one of the only times he started to question Lilias judgment and views on the matter.

After getting the same opinion of Silver as well, and a lot of thought, he comes to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, he might have a teeny itty bitty crush on you.

That's as much as he was going to admit though.

Lilia what do you mean when will he tell them? He's not!

He tries to act the same but the words of his family stuck to the back of his head.

How passionate you were about things you loved and how you have done so much despite being only a human

at times you could catch his stone face starting to melt into a soft lovesick smile

Maybe that crush wasn't as small as he said it was

But he'd never admit that

Confession wise, either he puts it off for as long as he can or you decide to go up and confront him on his very badly hidden feelings.

So for this let's say you've picked up on his hiding of feelings and decide that now's the best time as any to let him know how you feel

You kept your fingers crossed that he felt the same as Lila led you through their dorm

"Alright third door on the left should be Sebek's, don't get too crazy now kids!"

Lilia left down the stairs with a childish laugh as you went down the hall hearing Sebeks voice through the walls.

It really showed how loud his voice could be considering the dorm was made of stone

Standing outside the door you could easily hear Sebek monologuing to himself about... He was talking about you?

The mention of your name was sudden followed by the names of Lilia and Silver.

"If both master Lilia and Silver say that I've... Fallen for this human, does that mean it's true!? mater Lilia is rarely wrong... But I can't be! They're just a human! A human who makes me feel like I'm in front of the thorn fairy herself at times... No no! How dare I compare the two!!"

He continued and a dust of color was brought to your cheeks to raise a hand to knock on his door hopefully loud enough he'd hear.

There was a long pause before the door was opened by Sebek and at the sight of you his face flushed.

In an uncharacteristically quiet way he asked "Please tell me you didn't hear any of that... Did you?"

Lilia Vanrouge

One day You walk out of your dorm planning to go get some food from Sam's shop since it had been awhile since you went on a grocery run.

It was a beautiful day out with the just right amount of clouds

You take a step out of your house, and Lilia appears seemingly out of thin air hanging upside down from your shade on the porch of your house

Yep that's how you met, him almost scaring the living shit out of you on a random Tuesday morning

What a fun way to start off!

After him almost killing you with that scare he would randomly pop up at times scaring anyone and everyone around you (after awhile you got used to it)

He's a very fun person over all despite what he's been through with the fae war and all

His jokes and lightheartedness are usually welcome lifting any bad mood you may have.

he'll try his best to help in any classes, he's a fucking god in history having lived though most of what they're teaching

And as the feelings start to appear he's a bit taken aback by their sudden appearance.

He's had many lovers in his years but this time the love feels different almost?

It's hard for him to describe, hell it's hard for him to comprehend, but nonetheless he enjoys the soft feeling you give him when you're around

He'd consider a long while on whether or not he would want a relationship with you

You are a human and he will most definitely out live you no matter what the world has in store

It's just the sad truth of having an extremely long life span like his

Once he is sure of this he will start to make more moves on you and attempt to gauge your reaction to them.

Depending on your reaction will depend when he confesses to you, or how much longer he wants to wait to confess.

I can see his confession being one on the more romantic side, but not like not as romantic as Rook.

Most likely he would confess in the middle of a hangout he'd be subtly flirting with you whether you notice or not is most likely up to how dense or oblivious you are

He'd be laying on the couch of the living room possibly (most defiantly) upside down

You'd be talking about some random topic and you look away for moment and suddenly oop there he is floating upside down in front of you.

You jumped and laughed questioning Lilia what he was doing

He stayed silent for a moment staring at you in a manner some would consider creepy before letting out a small laugh.

You asked what was so funny in a bit of a cautious manner and Lilia smiled at you "I've had plenty of lovers... but none were a stunning nor did they make me feel as strange as you do... so tell me, will you help me explore what makes you the one..?"

Leona Kingscholar

After the events, to say the least, of book two he's very salty about everything for at least a week

Eventually and inevitably the two of you need to work together (Either during or before book 3)

Or Ruggie some how convinced you to help him out with the lazy Lion

And either way hey it worked!

Most of the time Leona is either bored, sleeping, or secret option number 3! bored and wanting to sleep...

He's an interesting character to get along with and once you do it's a different side you see other than the one that's just a lazy ion that Ruggie and the other students need to deal with

You learn very quickly that he's very smart and knows most of what the teachers are teaching.

He just normally doesn't have the energy or the want to participate in classes.

Which in my opinion fair my dude

But because he's really book smart if you ask and he's in a good mood he would "dumb down the lesson" in reality he's reteaching it just in a way that's easier to understand.

He sleeps a lot so he knows how important it is to get enough of said sleep.

So if you're close (good friends and such) if he sees you start to drift off during class or fall asleep, he'll cover for you but will scold you that that's not a proper place to take a nap

He then proceeds to take a nap in potion class with Rook in the room. What was that about proper nap locations Leona?

But either than that he's a bit sassy at times and can joke around, hell he calls you Herbivore all the time, that should be evidence enough.

One time you had fallen asleep under a tree (Silver kinnie energy-) and Leona found you

He ended up staying with you and skipping class to take a nap of his own and that's when his feelings for you start to fully come into light.

When he saw you sleeping there, there was a small part of him who wanted to stay with you and protect you, silly right?

Now Leona's well versed in emotions. He'd seen how his brother acted around his now sister in law and here they were now with the menace of a child Cheeka.

So once these feelings start to become stronger and more prominent it starts to reflect in his behavior

I am an avid believer in the beast men/ mermen are possessive change my mind (warning you can't)

He'd start to stay around you a lot more than normal and once Ruggie joked that you had cat nip in your pocket and Leona was following you because of it.

Leona makes sure you get enough sleep a day. Didn't get 8 hours at least last night, whelp hopefully nothing important is happening in Crewels class cause you're skipping to take a nap!

He also makes sure you're eating right and not burying yourself in your work (I'm looking at you Crowley)

He also gets protective over you and if people look at you the wrong way they will have a lion glaring them down.

As for confessions I can see him being pretty nonchalant about it.

One day you had been studying in your room since you needed help in History.

Leona went to go get something and you decided to ley your head down on your bed to see if you could catch some quick rest

Leona returned sometime later and looked at you confused

you were still awake but you didn't want to bother to open your eyes as you were in a comfortable position and sleep sounded like a very nice idea at the moment

"Oi, Herbivore, are you asleep?" You stayed quiet and still as Leona looked over your face and gave a mischievous smile.

"Well isn't that adorable.. and here I thought I was the lazy one.." He gently brushed some hair out of your face and placed a feather light kiss to your temple

"It was your idea to study and you're the one to fall asleep.." You could feel the color come to your face as Leona sat at the end of the bed watching you

You eventually sat up and Leona laughed seeing the red color across your face "Thought so I wouldn't think you'd fall asleep that quickly, so tell me Herbivore.." Leona leaned closer to you with a smug smile

"you do know it's dangerous to fall asleep around a lion, don't you?"

[whore-ibly-hot]

Can u tell us if any of ur yans have big pecs 🧍‍♀️ . Ngl,I feel like joey has the biggest male boobas between all yans, he just radiates that big titty committee energy 🤭

No, because Joey is shredded from farm work, so he has some big old oingo-boingos. You may notice if you start hanging around him he begins to wear tighter buttons up, or slipping his overall straps off and stretching out. Fritz has pretty big pecs too, but there hard to see under his uniform. Mattias has some pretty good boobs, but his chest is usually kind of tender afyer a match, so he prefers to lay on yours. Patrick's less about pecs and more about abs, he's shredded and has a few scars. Not a lot going on in the boob department.

Now for our itty-bitty tatty friends, we have Ahmed, with a skinny, weak lil frame. No boobs, no muscles, no stability in general. Puck doesn't really have boobs, but he is strong. He's lean, but as a forest fae he does a lot of running and exploring. Johannes hasn't been in the war very long, so he's not the fittest, so no booba. Carl has no boobs, he only likes yours.

The hardest to place is probably our cult boys, Joshua and Gabriel. Joshua is about 20, and has a pretty lanky build. He's strong, but not super developed. Gabriel isn't strong or tall frankly, because he makes Joshua do all his dirty work. Not sure fully what vibes they give me.

Anyways, that's my oingo-boingo overview for all my boys, hope this helps!

[wizard-eater]

Your feedback is appreciated!

[mooshymello]

nothing at all

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*Warning for spice and dangerous amounts of domestic g/t fluff ;)*

Word count: 3.5k

It wasn’t fair. The universe must have been feeling especially cruel when it decided to drop Ezran into Tova’s life, because there was no way anyone should have this much power over her. 

And yet here she was, absolutely bowled over by something stupid as him handing her a pen.

Well, she’d give herself credit, it was a little more than the pen. 

It was late. Tova was sitting on the tiny table that folded out from the giant table Ezran sat on, looking over a mess of paperwork for different properties. Nothing could go unaccounted for. After all, this was it, the dream she’d clutched to her chest like a life preserver, the life she’d fought tooth and nail for. This was her flower shop. 

It had to be perfect. Tova wanted it too long for it not to be.

Truthfully, the flower shop was only half of the business. The other half was the magic plants shop. She bought a mirrorstone, an enchanted stone that would create a duplicate of the building she could place in any magic city. Many magic markets had empty lots between buildings, as if someone had cut a slice from the block, ready to be refilled with a new business. All Tova had to do was pay rent for the lot and place the mirrorstone in a doorway of the flower shop, creating a  portal to its magic twin. She had a few lots in Ogendale in mind. 

Everything was going smoothly except for one tiny, itty bitty thing: deciphering property laws was actually fucking impossible. 

So much fine print and conditions…If this were a magic building, she could challenge the owner to a duel and win it, but according to Ezran’s dad, dueling wasn’t “a legal way” to acquire property. 

“How’s it going?” Ezran asked.

“Meh?” She shoved a clump of documents toward him. “We can afford the one by the bowling alley, but who goes by the bowling alley for flowers?” She held up another equally disastrous cluster of pages. “The one on main street would be a great spot, it already has a cooler and everything, but it's pricey. I mean, I could ask my parents for a loan, but-”

“Nope.”

Tova barked out a laugh. “Woah, I didn’t know you liked them so much.”

“I’m sorry, I just don’t like the idea of them controlling any part of your dream. They spent your whole life crushing it.”

“I know. I agree.”

“And I know they changed or whatever, but they’re still so judgy. I can’t ask them for directions without them staring into my soul. Like I’m a bug or something. You know, like-” He squinted and pursed his lips at her.

“I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about, dear. It’s not like I spent my entire childhood being terrified of The Look”, Tova said, dropping her expression  into a perfect replica of said Look (It was more of an unimpressed glare down the nose than a squint, with the upper lip curled up a little to the left). 

Ezran shivered.  “How do you do that?” 

“TaChauer family magic, baby. Don’t give me a reason to use it on you.” She wiggled her fingers at him, cackling evilly. 

He rolled his eyes, smiling slightly. 

“But okay, no parents. They’re my last last resort, after giving a fae my firstborn. Hm. I wonder if Jamie was serious about that offer..”

“Jamie wants nothing to do with kids, you’d have to pay him to take it. And you are not trading our firstborn.”

“Boo, you’re boring.”

“And you’re crazy.”

Ezran sighed and leaned across the big table, closing 20  feet of distance between them in seconds, to peck her on the forehead. No matter how long they’d been together, her mind always went blank the second he kissed her. Her thoughts just sort of melted when the all-encompassing  warmth of his lips.

He picked up her coffee cup on the way to the kitchen. She marveled at how tiny it was between his fingers. He stood, her heart skipping as he loomed dozens of feet above her, impossibly big and never terrifying, his footfalls shaking through her as he disappeared around the corner. Funny as it was, she forgot he was a giant sometimes, until his tiniest movements gave her that particular thrill. 

The faucet hissed to life. Tova would never understand why he didn’t just use magic to do the dishes. Old habits from his normal life, she supposed. At the sound, her familiar Lil Dacey emerged from under the table, trotting after Ezran into the kitchen. She’d grown to the size of a small dragon, probably because Ez wouldn’t stop feeding her. 

As if to prove Tova’s point, she shoved her snout into the back of his knee, almost knocking him over, and gave him puppy eyes, whimpering pathetically. Ezran reached for the jar of treats on the counter, stopping to meet Tova’s eyes and pout.

“Look at her. She’s starving, Tova.”

Tova eyed the familiar’s pudgy belly and arched a brow. But now both of them were giving her puppy eyes. So Tova huffed and shook her head, but turned the other way as Dacey gobbled up the treat from his fingers. Spoiled little thing. 

She turned back to the table, where the paperwork waited. She chewed on her cheek, tapping her wand on the side of the table while she read. Paper stars started popping from her wand, a tick she’d never been able to shake since graduating, until eventually, the paper stars blanketed the paperwork, making it impossible to see anything. 

Tova groaned, hiding her face in her hands and sliding down onto the table. She could hear her brain grinding in her skull.

“I can’t even read this. I feel like a stupid,” Tova groaned. 

“Maybe you feel like a stupid because it's 3 AM and your brain is mush. You can’t figure stuff out with mush brains.”

Tova puckered her lips, hiding her face behind a papers. 

“Tovanni.”

“Ezran.” She sat up, wagging her pen at him accusingly. “Actually, don’t you have an early shift at the facility tomorrow? You shouldn’t be up either,”

“Yeah, but I have this girlfriend who’s, like, insanely stubborn. And I’d feel like a jerk if I let her stay up alone.” 

Her playfulness deflated into guilt. Sacrificing her sleep wasn’t supposed to come at the cost of his. Working at the creature care facility, as much as he loved it,  tired him out. He really didn’t need to start the day tired. 

Tova made grabby hands at him. Ezran sighed. He turned the sink off and dragged a chair from the other side of the big table, bringing it behind her. He folded his arms around her and gave her a sleepy smile when she kissed his cheek.

“Ten more minutes,” she promised. 

“Mmhm.” He laid his head down. “Ten more minutes. And if you don’t come with me after that, I’ll just have to kidnap you.”

Tova chuckled and leaned back on his cheek while she worked. Ezran would chime in every so often, small tips from watching his dad run the facility, but he didn’t understand the business side too well either. It made her feel better that she wasn’t the only confused one.

Then it happened. 

Tova let herself nod off for a second, lulled by the steady rhythm of his fingers stroking her hair, and her grip loosened on her pen. It landed with a clatter that made both of them flinch awake. 

She rubbed the crust from her eyes. Tova reached down to grab the pen only to realize it had rolled off both her smaller table and the big table, now dozens of feet below. A retrieval spell would do the trick, but Tova’s brain was so foggy she was afraid she’d mess up the spell and turn the floor into pens. Again. 

“Can you get that please?” 

“But you dropped it,” he yawned. 

“Only because you’re too comfortable and I fell asleep. So technically it’s your fault.”

Ezran shook his head but obliged her. He tried reaching for the pen too, but it had rolled under the table, so he got up. Tova didn’t notice how warm he was until he swept all the heat away. 

She hugged her arms and refocused on the papers. Her extra ten minutes hadn’t done much good. Her brain only managed to blurt out a few gibberish notes on a coffee-stained napkin. Tova brushed the paper stars away and started organizing the documents for tomorrow.

In the middle of sorting, one paper slipped out. She absentmindedly slipped it on top of the pile, doing a double take. This one was a picture.  It was a concept for the flower shop, a very simple square building with vines on the walls, shelves of flowers in front of a glass storefront. Ezran titled it “Tova’s Plants and Things” on the bottom, and Tova had replicated it in the cursive sign hanging above the door. They’d drawn the picture when she first decided to open the shop.

Simple as it was, the drawing was enough to set her imagination alight, like flowers bursting out from between endless black rows of legal text. 

She could see it now. Sandwiched between plain storefronts, a spot of color like a jewel catching rainbows in the sun. Caroline jessamines and blue morning glories climbing the walls, an arch of jasmine at the door-no, white wisteria. 

Ezran would help her set up the trellises, the wood enchanted to prevent the flowers from becoming overgrown, and she’d probably spend the whole day ranting about all her ideas. He wouldn’t tell her to shut up because he never did. He always just nodded and gave her the sweetest look, like she was an angel, like she was the most precious thing in the universe, and sometimes that was enough to make her shut up anyway.

It was the same look he gave her when he returned with her pen, albeit dulled by exhaustion. He didn’t fully stand, staying on his knee and offering it to her. “Are you ready?”

It was such a stupid thing to get worked up about. A pen. 

But it wasn’t the pen. 

It was the fact that she used that pen to draw the concept with him, to draw the climbing vines that were going to be yellow and blue because they reminded her of his favorite scarf. It was the pen that cemented the name “Tova’s Plants and Things” for her shop because he hand-crafted her a sign for their first Christmas together. It was remembering being awake with him at 3AM 100 years ago, whispering about the things they’d do after graduation, when Tova was sure the shop would stay a dream and Ezran was sure he’d come buy her flowers every week, and it was being awake with him again at 3AM, just because he didn’t want her to do it alone.

It was the realization that he’d become so deeply entwined with her life that she could pick any aspect of it and find him there.

So Tova laughed. To herself, because he would never understand how impossible that was to her. This was their flower shop. His, and hers, and theirs. The thought sent warmth surging through her, until she felt like she’d burst into stardust. All she wanted was to wrap him up in that feeling, make him feel as breathless and adored as he made her feel.

Actually, she probably could. Or at least something close to it. 

An idea popped into her head and Tova smirked, plucking the pen from his fingers. She scribbled “hey can I kiss you :)” on the back of the concept drawing. She put it on the big table and slid it toward him with her foot, keeping it far from the edge of the table. 

He squinted at the note(she wrote it extra small so he’d have to get closer)and gave it a bemused smile. “Uh, sure…?”

By then, Tova had already taken the opportunity to take her wand out and run her hand over his. Tova whispered a shrinking spell and tapped her wand on his nose. There was a distortion, the way heat wavers in the air. She felt magic simmer in her blood, seeping through her hand and crackled over Ezran’s skin like static electricity. 

One second, Ezran was peering down at her with wide-eyed confusion, the next, a glittery cloud poofed around them and he was leaning on her human-sized table, swaying unsteadily. Tova slipped her hand into his and waited for him to regain his balance with a giddy smile. 

“What was-” He closed his eyes and swallowed thickly. “What was that?”

“That was you saying I could kiss you.” Tova ran her fingers up his arm and curled them around his face, rolling onto her toes to whisper in his ear. “So I’m kissing you. Is that okay?”

“Okay.” He let out a breathy laugh, melting into her touch. His hands snaked around her waist and he touched his forehead to hers. “Weirdo.”

Tova giggled. She tilted his head down and pressed her lips to his. Her eyes fluttered shut.  His lips were impossibly soft as they captured hers. They tasted sweet and warm, like hot cocoa, because he refused to drink coffee past 3 PM. She was torn between wanting to cherish them or absolutely ruin them.

His hands found their way into her hair, pulling her closer. His touch set fizzling poppers off in her belly, made her blood all sparkly and tingly as it rushed to her face. God, she was addicted to him. The moment he kissed her she couldn’t think straight.

Which was probably why she forgot the shrinking spell left him woozy and made the mistake of leaning into him. He wobbled backwards, futilely trying to regain his balance, but by the time Tova pulled away he was already falling. Seeing as he was tangled in her hair, that meant he took Tova down with him. She broke the kiss off with a yelp, narrowly avoiding smashing their teeth together by ducking her face into his chest as they crashed onto the ground.

Ezran hissed, rubbing the back of his head. “Ow.” 

“Sorry, sorry sorry,” she blurted. 

She recited a quick healing spell and brought her wand to his temples. Their eyes met. Tova was suddenly aware of their position, going red and looking away. So much for being romantic. 

He tried to choke back laughter, followed by Tova giggling into his collarbone, ending with both of them bursting into laughter. They stayed there for a minute, simply enjoying being a mess on the table.

Not one to miss an opportunity, Tova propped herself up on his chest, tracing the scar on his face. “Wow Ez. I can’t believe you’re still falling for me after all these years.”

“You’re gross.”

“You love it.”

He rolled his eyes again, but didn’t disagree. He hugged her close, kissing her forehead and burying his face in her hair. “You’re extra mushy today. What’s up?” 

She turned her face into the crook of his neck. “Nothing. I just missed you.”

“Missed me? I’ve been here the whole time.”

“Exactly, and I haven’t paid any attention to you at all.” 

A devilish smile bloomed across her face. Tova skimmed her hands over his chest and up his arms, linking both his hands in hers. She knew it drove him crazy when they held hands at this size. But she could do one better. In one smooth motion, she shifted her knees to straddle him, positioning herself above him. She hooked her thumb under the scarf on his wrist, taking both his hands and pinning them above his head. 

She trailed a line of slow kisses up the side of his neck. He shivered. Any time he tried to kiss her back, she pushed him back down, teasing her teeth along his delicate skin. She smiled at the little noises he made when she laid gentle kisses on the marks, the way his pulse sped beneath her lips and his hands tightened in hers. Pulling back, she surveyed her work with a satisfied hum. 

Ezran was going to have to actually use his scarf after this. 

“T-Tova?”

She lowered herself so their chests were touching, her hair curtaining his flushed face.  “Don’t you think you deserve a little attention, baby?”

“Um…” His wide eyes flickered to her mouth. He bit his lip and turned his burning face away. “...fuck.” 

Tova puffed a breath through her nose, amused. She ran her thumb along his jawline and made him look at her as she ghosted his lips, tilting her head and parting hers just a bit. Tempting him. With a butterfly’s  touch, she ran her hands down his sides, reveling in the shivers that followed her fingertips, and she snuck the tip of her thumb under his waistband. 

Just to be cruel, she slid her hips down, the heat of him pressing on her inner thigh. The intoxicating heat of his moan bloomed across her lips. 

“Needy, needy, needy~” She laughed, an equally breathless sound. “But stars, I want you so bad.”

She waited. Her heart was thudding in her chest. Her stomach was somersaulting. The only sound between them was heavy, expectant breathing. Right when he started to shift impatiently, inching closer, she reeled back, planting a chaste kiss on his nose. 

“Okay,” she said. 

“Okay?”

Tova let go of his hands and lifted herself up on her knees so she wasn’t touching him. Almost immediately, the air wavered, and glittery clouds burst around them. When she opened her eyes she was kneeling on his stomach, and he was his normal size, splayed on his back across the big table.

He stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to readjust to his new perspective. Once he did, he peered down at her, bewilderment swirling in his eyes. 

“...what?” 

“I said I wanted to kiss you. You have been kissed.” She flopped onto her side and folded her hands under her head. “Bedtime!”

Ezran looked at her like he was waiting for the punchline. She refused to look at him. Tova was fighting to hold back laughter. 

“You asshat,” he said when he realized she wasn’t taking it back. 

The walls of his hands rushed into her peripherals. He scooped her off his stomach, scooting off the table. He turned off the lights and marched towards the bedroom, keeping her close to his chest. She could hear his heart thundering against her back. 

“This is a really aggressive way to go to bed. I thought we were supposed to sleep now,” she said, feigning innocence. 

“We were before you jumped me like that.” 

Ezran gently put her down on the pillow. He set his arms on either side of her, brushing her hair from her face and running his thumb along her jaw. The intensity of his eyes made her stomach flip. 

“You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you get away with that, Tovanni.” 

“Maybe I’m-”

He immediately cut her off with a kiss. She sucked in a breath, her back arching in surprise. He slid a finger behind her, pressing her closer to his lips. She hummed, feeling her whole body turn to mush in his hands. Her hands made a beeline for his face. 

And then he stopped. He pulled his hand away and folded his arms in front of her, watching her pant.

“What was-”

He kissed her again, this time pressing her into the pillow. She was literally breathless. He had her lightheaded, seeing stars. The second Tova reached to hold his face, he cut it off. 

Tova gave him a questioning look. “What are you do-”

Another kiss, his hands cupped behind her and entwined in her hair. She moaned and tried leaning into it only for him to pull his hand back, dropping her back onto the pillow. 

Tova narrowed her eyes at him. She knew what he was doing. Either she stopped being sassy and got no kisses, or kept being sassy and got half a kiss, which was worse because as much as Tova liked teasing, she hated getting teased. This was payback.

The worst thing was that it was working. Tova tried holding out, too. She tried not to think about how perfect his lips were, and how they were right there. Instead, she crossed her arms and stared at him. Right in the eye. Right in his big, beautiful bitter coffee eyes, all softened with affection for her, even though she was a mess, and bright with smug amusement because she could see herself cracking in their reflection. Those eyes.

He leaned forward, his curls tumbling onto her shoulders, lips brushing her reddened face. “Tovaaa~”

No. She refused. Because there was no way she was that fucking clingy. 

Except she absolutely was and he knew it and it absolutely was not fair.  

“Ez,” she finally whined, exasperated. 

He grinned, cupping her in his hands. He peppered her face with kisses, like he was trying to connect a constellation on her freckles, until Tova was breathless and flushed, and both of them were laughing their asses off.

The exhaustion hit them not too long after and they settled down. Tova slid off the pillow, crawling over to his hands. They curled around her, bringing her to his chest.

“Tova?”

Tova hummed, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt.

He curled up, bundling her closer. His voice was thick with sleep, rolling through her like an ocean wave. “I love you.”

Tova doubted he could see the way she looked at him in the dark. Ezran was the first person to ever say he loved her. She’d never told him that. She thought about it every time he said it. It was more pathetic than it sounded, she'd had people who cared, but none who were so open about it. She never doubted it with him.

Maybe that was the part that made her tear up.

She wiped her eyes, smiling into his shirt. “I love you too, dork.”

[nomsfaultau]

You like fae tricks? Itty bitty Tommy? Power rivaling gods wielded by idiots who’d be outwitted by bugs bunny? Then I got a story for you! Featuring SBI + Kristin, this is a funny, fluffy, sometimes creepy crack fic about the most ridiculous ways to outwit the fae.

(Summary blurb:) The King of the Winter Court ventures to find a new child for their home. Fortunately, Philza happens upon one he likes. Unfortunately, Tommy is impossibly adept at twisting his way out of fae tricks, and Philza can’t tell if it’s pure genius or stupidity. Philza does eventually learn his name; only problem is the boy learns his. Shenanigans naturally ensue. Meanwhile, Technoblade and Wilbur are determined to get Tommy back, and Lady Death is more than happy to help. The pair discover they fit a little too well into the fae world, yet all three are acutely aware that one slip up and the humans will be adopted trapped forever. Whether it be illiteracy or eating sand, each new antic Tommy, Technoblade, and Wilbur employ to avoid eternal capture always leaves Philza and Lady Death crying Lord, what fools these mortals be!

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OMG FISH HI AM I LATE FOR THE SKIN INTERPRETATION GAME

one fact: this character is fae

one personality characteristic: she is a little bit crazy bonkers, slightly off her rocker

one physical characteristic: she has little bitty fairy wings that i couldn’t rlly represent on the skin

I think i got crazy confused with this because i drew this, then looked at the skin again and went IS THAT A BEAR? But by then i had already had too much fun to change it =w=""

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[acourtofbooksandshadows]

Alliance Maker- Chapter 9

Summary: You and Lucien do some bonding while Nesta, Cassian and Azriel are gone.

Pairings: Slow burn!Azriel x Afab!Reader

Warnings: Nightmares, fire, swearing and tomfoolery.

Word count: 1856

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When you woke up you were surprised to see Lucien sat at the desk by the large window in your room. You sat up slowly and let out a deep groan as you did. Even though you knew you’d slept for a while your body was still exhausted. You went through nightmare after nightmare without being able to wake yourself. Lucien wrote down something on the paper in front of him before slowly turning your way. He sat looking at you waiting for you to speak before he said anything. 

“Good morning, or maybe afternoon, I’m not sure which one.” Your eyes gazed through the window trying to gauge when in the day it was. Lucien seemed to relax at your words, almost like he had been preparing to be yelled at. 

“Good afternoon.” His smile settled the nerves within your chest. The smell of pumpkin, a mix of different spices and something uniquely Lucien filled the air.

“How long has it been?” You looked under the covers and noticed you were in a clean pair of trousers and a clean tunic. Nesta must have changed you when you cooled down enough. You knew your clothes from before would have been burnt except for the fingerless gloves you had left in your room on your bedside table. Which you reached for and slipped onto your hands. 

“Day and a half.” He brought a hand up to his hair and moved the strand that had fallen in his face. You let out a relieved sigh at the answer, it was the expected time so you were happy for that. 

“Where is everyone?” You had expected for Nesta to be there when you woke up so the fact she wasn’t had you slightly worried.

“There was an issue that arose in Windhaven that she, Cassian and Azriel were sent to deal with.” You nodded your head understandably and stretched your arms out over your head, a deep satisfied groan leaving your lips as you did. 

“I’m starving, do you want to go to the kitchen with me?” You cocked your head at the male curiously. He nodded at you eagerly as though he just realized he was starving as well. 

“I’m sure the house will give us dinner if we go and wait at the dining room table.” The house answered by opening the door. 

“I kind of forgot about that.” You let out a nervous laugh as you both stood and walked out to the dining room. The house had already set the table with soup, bread, salad and tea. You both uttered a thank you as you sat and started to devour the meal in front of you. As dessert was laid out you both settled into comfortable conversation. 

“I’m surprised that Nesta left you here with me.” You took a sip of your tea as Lucien took a bite of his pie. You knew of her protective nature over those she cared for. You also knew that you were one of the few she did care about. 

“She threatened to cut me up into little bitty pieces if I let anything happen to you. Not that I would’ve let anything happen to you.” He cringed and you weren’t sure if it was from the memory of Nesta’s threat or if it was at the thought of letting harm befall you.

“How long are they expected to be gone for?” You took a bite of pie this time as he took a sip of tea, he gave you a shrug in response. Moments went by of comfortable silence before he spoke again. 

“How did you know who I was?” He asked you as you sipped on your tea. You knew he was referring to your first meeting in the kitchen just days ago. 

“Do you know many other fae with red hair and a golden eye?” The sarcasm was clear in your voice and he gave you a quiet laugh in response. 

“I guess that is kind of a dead giveaway isn’t it?” You nodded your head rapidly, a smile adorning your lips at his rhetorical question. You both talked in quiet voices until you retreated to bed. 

When you awoke due to a nightmare that night there wasn’t a shadow to keep you company so you had flicked your wrist out towards the end of the bed where the bodies of Brok and Zas formed. Brok curled up at your feet and Zas came clambering up to give you a rough lick on the face. You groaned lightly before pushing him away softly. He huffed as he laid down roughly on the bed beside you. Both boys' fire was just a crackle as they slept. But the warmth they radiated was enough to keep you company as you slept. 

Lucien was surprised to see the hounds sitting at your feet the next morning when he crawled out of bed for breakfast. You had looked up at him and down towards them in a silent question on if he was okay with them or not. He gave you a shrug that all but screamed “I don’t care” and sat down across from you. 

“Do you have any plans today?” He took a large bite of the apple the house placed in front of him, you let out an obnoxious snort at his question. 

“I know all of one person well enough to make plans with them and they are not here.” You waved your hand around the room, a playful look in your eyes. 

“Would you like to go into town with me?” You contemplated his question, cocking your head back and forth before giving him a nod. While you didn’t usually keep males as company you had a feeling you could trust him with your life. Plus the last day spent with him had made you comfortable and trusting. 

“Can Brok and Zas come with us?” The answer wouldn’t be a deal breaker but you had missed them and didn’t have the heart to send them back to the inbetween. 

“Of course they can.” He didn’t even hesitate to tell you they could and that had your heart warming. Not many people accepted the hounds so you were happy that he was. You both finished breakfast before getting ready to go. You sent Brok and Zas to the in between while you flew down and Lucien winnowed. Upon your feet hitting the ground you let them out again and a group of children just so happened to round the corner as you did. You paused for a moment afraid they would be afraid of you or the hounds but instead they squealed and chased the hounds through the streets gleefully. 

“You already seem to fit right in. That’s a good thing.” Lucien whispered to you as you watched the children play with the hounds. That was something you would cherish forever, the happy sounds of children playing gleefully in the street. 

“Do you have anywhere specific you’d like to go to, Lucien?” You turned to him slightly as you asked the question though you kept your eyes on the hounds as you both started slowly walking behind them. 

“I figured we could just walk around. I can give you the grand tour of Velaris. Maybe we can eat lunch down here.” You hummed in reply and that was exactly what you did. You slipped in and out of buildings, Brok and Zas would wait outside patiently as you did. You eventually found a place to eat lunch that had outdoor seating where the boys could lay at your feet. You had many eyes on you, for not only being someone new but for the hounds that accompanied you. But with Lucien giving you the occasional reassuring smile you eased the worry away. 

“I’ll race you back to the house.” Lucien gave you a bewildered look as he tucked his hands into the pockets of his pants. His eyes both gazing in the direction of the house of wind. You had just gotten done eating and were just walking away from the restaurant. 

“What do you mean by race?” You gave him a shit eating grin before replying.

“I bet I can beat you to the house of wind and all the way up the stairs. Without using my wings and you can’t winnow either.” He seemed to contemplate what you said before shrugging, deciding he didn’t have anything better to do. 

“What are we racing for?” You watched as Brok tackled Zas to the ground and rolled around with him for a moment. You were thankful that their fire wasn’t harmful unless they intended for it to be. Because if it was always harmful the grass around them would be burnt to ash. 

“Loser has to tell the winner a secret.” You looked at him in question on if the prize was enough and his only reply was taking off in the direction of the house of wind in a blur. You tore after him, the boys followed you instantly. You bobbed and weaved through the crowd making sure not to bump into anyone. Laughs filled the air as you chased after him. He stayed a good pace ahead of you for a while until you caught up. You went neck and neck all the way up the stairs. 

Until you skifully tripped him and he yelled after you and grabbed at your ankle. Your fingers were at the landing to the house and you kicked your foot in his general direction trying to push him farther down the stairs. You were finally able to stand up and had just opened the door when he tackled you and you both fell on the floor in a fit of breathless laughter. The boys bouncing up and licking your faces as you fell onto your backs. 

“I totally won.” You both said at the same time and then glared at the other. Zas huffed at your competitive nature. 

“You cheated.” You were pointing fingers at each other, jaws both falling open at the accusations flying from the other one. 

“Where have you two been?” Nesta’s voice had you both wide eyed, like kids caught with their hand in the cookie jar before dinner. Cassian was standing behind her with a small smile on his face. 

“I gave her a tour of Velaris. This house can be quite stuffy.” The house answered his complaint by smacking him with the door he was lying beside. You took that as your cue to stand up, then offered your hand to Lucien which he gracefully accepted. Nesta watched every movement and when Lucien was standing tall beside you she spoke again. 

“I am sorry for how I have treated you in the past Lucien.” Her eyes narrowed on him and his face showed his clear surprise. His eye was wide and his mouth was gaping open and closed. You nudged him with your elbow and he shook his head.

“I accept your apology.” With his words you could see it clear, that was the first of many alliances you’d help forge.

A/N: I am so sorry for taking so long to update this series. The last couple of weeks have been insanely busy! I already have the next part of this written so I should be able to update it on Thursday no problem! As always likes, comments, reblogs and follows are much apprectiated. Thank you for reading!

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[witchofthesouls]

More on Cyber June and kids being war trophies / fae captives by Smokey and "Orion" ? 🙏

(So much misunderstandings, culture clashes, and weirdness from Other!heritage.)

It’s found out that June and none of the children have T-cogs after a medic at the trading outpost examined them, which explains why June wasn’t able to transform into a default alt-mode, couldn’t scan for a mode, and the lack of vehicular traits and kibble on her new frame.  

She can’t hide the sudden panic when the medic simply opens up her abdominal cavity and just sticks her hands inside. The only reason why she hasn’t bolted away is the fact that the med-berth immediately connects into a mecha’s systems and keeps them still.

Of course, the kids feel it and immediately start panicking as well. 

This is the start of the pretend relationship between Optimus and June since he’s trying to wrangle three terrified sparklings, be a translator between June and the medic, and attempt to add more context for June on actions that should be innate to a Cybertronian while playing as the supportive Conjunx on his spouse’s check-up because only family is allowed in private spaces.

Some of the local sparklings get very interested in the newest additions to the community really fast. They had never seen someone like June’s armor: robe-like and how it moves like cloth rather than solid armature. Plus, they’re quite enamored by how predatory species seem fond of Jack, Miko’s agility in the ponds and rivers, and Raf’s rock-eating habits. As well as Smokescreen’s shadow puppets.

The phrases: Got’chu! and Can we keep this? fills the adults with apprehension (Optimus), excitement (Smokescreen), and fondness (June).

Optimus is wary of the wildlife as warned by their host. Plus, he has very vague impressions of danger that not even the Matrix could suppress from Orion Pax's sparkling days.

Smokescreen thinks it's an absolute hoot that Responsible Jack is the one to venture away and drag back his loot, especially things he hadn't seen or even heard of. He thinks Jack looks like a proud photovoltaikitten or a fledgling cyberowl showing off to his carrier his hunting efforts.

This doesn’t even phase June. This was Jack’s early childhood, chasing after critters and hauling back wild animals to her lap: owls, crows, lizards, cats, dogs, snakes, and tarantulas to name a few…

Of course, Jack and Miko tried to hide a wild Timbre wolf puppy in the barn.

It’s fascinating to see a toddler gnaw and chomp on materials that either need specific equipment to harvest or would make a medical visit necessary. Not with Raf, though. It’s a dietary supplement.

So many mecha are side-eyeing the rag-tag group. It seems completely far-fetched that the two mechs kitted to Pits and back are willing to leave the third adult in such a… vulnerable state, especially with three little ones running around them. Crosscut, the pathfinder that brought them to such a distant planet, was nipping the more unsavory rumors in the bud. 

“Orion” had built them a cover based on certain truths. Yes, Earth is a planet that’s very far away and has societal structures and cultural practices that are very strange. Hence, why June's weapon systems are inactive/dormant, and why she has no combat training. It’s very unfortunate they had separated from their cohort. A traveling malfunction. Oh, they met by random chance, a hostage situation from terrorists that the 'bots stepped in.

And straight-up lies. Yes, there was a spark at first sight and it grew from there. They're pledged, but not full Conjunx out of pragmatism. The sparklings are very young, in case something happens...

While there are skeptics, most vaguely believe that they’re together since June’s frame accents match the same blue on Optimus’ armor.

There are bets on whether or not the mechs sired those bitties. Mainly Orion with Jack for their similar features and facial expressions. There's some debate if Smokescreen is Miko's parent or her sibling. Seekerkin tend to stick close to one another. Everyone is stumped over Raf…

It still doesn’t stop people from questioning things since June’s armor has connotations, while the overlapping platelets are extremely durable and very flexible, it still gives off a really vulnerable appearance. Something out of a high-class bordello with its cut and style...

Cue Smokescreen balking and Optimus trying to block anyone’s view whenever June takes off the armor of her hands and forearms to feel something properly.

“You’re able to manipulate the connection-link between your protoform and armor, it connects nervecircuits, pressure sites, and sensory-relays as close as possible to actual physical touch.” “I can what now!?”

There's something going on with the newest additions. Some things aren't adding up...

June and the sparklings drop into deep recharge in consistent intervals. It's as if they're operating on a different rhythm compared to everyone else.

It's odd that June is familiar with or has a frame of reference when it comes to cooking, mechanicrops, and domestic mechanimals, while the mechs are either stumped or confused by it.

June struggles with containing her EM field. It's heavy and dense and wants to sprawl everywhere, particularly around the children. She doesn't realize that it can overpower others very easily, especially when very few can match its density. In public, Optimus is the one that has to guide and contain it.

While there are many warnings about venturing into the forests and stepping away from the marked roads and well-treaded pathways, June has little issue with navigating through the tricky and treacherous terrain and seems to always find her way back, no matter the confusion.

Jack has a habit of leaving trinkets at the strangest of places and saying cryptid and/or off-putting things. "The birds told me..."

Miko, tiny she may be as a sparkling, is very much War-Forged and a daughter of the sea: she has a sixth sense for danger and predatory intentions.

There was an incident where the local medic had to administer emergency services for the poison some of the sparklings had eaten. One of them had mistaken the deadly and dark chromium cap for its edible, paler counterpart and mixed it into the group's snacking bag. While Jack received treatment and was watched like a hawk by the adults, he never suffered any negative side effects. Unlike the others, who were vomiting, sweating, and had abdominal pain, Jack was his usual self and he ate the majority of the dark, dusty cap; he misses the rich flavor and hopes he can find more in the forest where Mistrunner got it.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

If your still taking asks for your Sun and Moon fairy Au I'd like to ask.

What would happen if Sun, Moon, or possibly both had offerings left for them, I know that in some cultures that there's a myth saying that if you leave small trinkets as offerings or gifts for fairies that there's a chance they'll leave you something as thanks. But from what I've put together so far the two don't seem to care much about gifts.

Hi Bitty!

That IS a used practice in things like paganism where some witches will work with the fae, but that doesn't apply to the boys.

They say to never accept an offering from the fae or you are immediately bound to a contract. But with Sun and Moon there's no worry about that.

They always appreciate gifts and may leave something as thanks, however they're not gonna bind anyone to any kind of deal should it be accepted. It's simply a token of appreciation and nothing more.

[obviouschangeling]

Humans are Space Orcs Concept: what if we were the only sapient species with the concept of the Afterlife and Psychopomps?

This is from my own universe, in which all of the old fairy tale species are actually based on aliens: either their remains, members of the species that got lost and landed on earth, or stories from those lost aliens. (Fairies never stopped kidnapping people, humans just caught on to their origin as extraterrestrial instead of extraplanar.)

Anyway, the Story!

Captain Khantannon's brush with Death

Khantannon thumped his tail in surprise. He was lying in the fields of his home planet, just outside of Todrommo City. He ran a hand over the teal grass and stared at the familiar lilac sky arching above him. Khantannon pushed himself up to sit, perplexed. He had died, he was sure of it. He had a hazy recollection of lying ignobly on his bed in his ship being tended to by Kinn-Dotor with Jaiya sitting at his side and refusing to leave. She had muttered under her breath, expletives and prayers both-- though to whom or what he did not know-- begging for him to get better. She need not have bothered, he could tell his body temperature was cooling far too quickly to be recovered from and that he would solidify soon. He should have changed his Arrangements to have his body be sold to provide for his crew, but dismissed the thought. Commander Ashe was the most flinty Fae he had ever met, but she would take care of her assets, if her rumored treatment of her rumored half-human daughter was any indication.

Still, he gazed around, concerned at the familiarity of his surroundings. There was no way that he was alive, and his ship hadn’t even been in the same quadrant as his home, much less close enough for him to have been placed on its surface while still unconscious. And yet, there was the great citadel, looking over the fields in which he sat, its shining columns and faceted domes that were made from the crystalized bodies of the Great Ancestors looking as real and shining as bright as they always had in his youth.

It had always been a point of pride for young Khantannon (then known as Tan as he had yet to earn his full name) that both the base of the citadel and the apex of its largest dome were his own ancestors-- the great father and great mother, respectively, surrounding all who entered the citadel, supporting them and shining light on them. Dragons (and he was surprised that he no longer thought of the human given moniker with disdain) from his lineage were rare, chrysoberyl being just as rare on Alantar-3-5 as it was almost everywhere else.

He shook himself from his musings. He needed to find answers, and his ship. (He didn’t bother with looking for his crew. While he was a little, itty bitty, bit worried for them, he knew none of them would be dumb enough to try to come down to the surface.)

He was about to lever himself into standing when he caught sight of a tiny figure approaching from the direction of the capital. The figure was much smaller than any creature who would inhabit the planet normally, and he oddly felt the desire to not loom over it. It seemed important, in an abstract sort of way. So, he waited for the figure to turn off the road and make its way over the field, stopping at his side. He still had to look down a bit to see the figure; a Changeling-- half human, half fae-- still in its adolescence. 

The Changeling looked at him with warm brown eyes, both different and not to the cold black of her fae parent, and offered him a hand. He opened his mouth to tell her the assistance wasn’t necessary, but what came out was:

“How are you here? Without special equipment, Changelings would float away into the atmosphere and die.” The girl, for she was a girl, he knew, in the way one knows things in dreams, chimed a laugh.

“This place is not your real home, it is in your mind.” She said, wiping a tear from her eye (a human trait, Khantannon was sure, even if fae had tear ducts they would never cry. Especially not from laughter.) “Even if it were real, it wouldn’t matter; I am more powerful than any other concept.” She smiled.

“You… are a concept?” Khantannon scrunched up his snout-- another tick acquired from his proximity to a human. “I do not understand, you are a Changeling, aren’t you?”

“I am.” The girl nodded. “But I am also the concept of Death the Guide. The Changeling is simply the most appropriate form, as a Changeling can be seen as a transition between Human and Fae, so can Death be seen as a way point between one world and the next. You, however, are one of the few with a choice to make.”

“A Choice?”

“Yes. You are not dead quite yet. You can choose: stay in the land of the living…” The Changeling made a gesture with her hand, opening a hole in the dream to where Kinn-Dotor and Jaiya rushed about, covering him in blankets, stoking fires, and dragging in heaters to keep him from crystallizing. Jaiya was doing most of the work now, as the room was getting too hot for Kinn-Dotor’s wooden body to handle, though he still cracked branches at the other crew members to get them moving, “... or you can come with me.” She extended her hand once more.

He reigned in a flinch, shifting a bit where he sat as he looked between the portal and the unwavering hand outstretched to receive his.

“I’ve never heard of anything beyond this life.”

“No, most species have not. Death the Guide was once a purely human construct. One of my earliest forms was that of a ferryman who would carry the souls of the deceased into the underworld to face judgment for their deeds in life. I have taken many forms in many cultures. You know the power of human belief firsthand, it is capable of managing incredible things. Over the centuries that humans have mingled and mixed with the many other species in the universe, a strange thing began to occur. Suddenly, I was responsible for all intelligent species that had come into contact with humanity. I became real, and present in a way that I never had been before, and the amount of species in my care continues to grow as humanity expands. The only way I can explain it is that those who have the ability of hearing about me, of knowing my story, are now mine to Guide. I am no longer Death, the Guide of Humanity, but Death, the Guide of People.”

Khantannon was stunned. To think, humans had such a power to shape the world that they could create a guide into the next one. To think, he was a person that humans would want to share their Guide with. Fear gripped him, of what waited for him beyond. His mind went to all of the human funerary rituals that he had derided as insanity: the prayers, the food, the music, the tears, in his world dead was dead, all that was left to do was to sell off the gemstones that made up the deceased. The thought that there was something beyond this, somewhere he would go, where he would be without his friends or comrades, somewhere with multitudes of humans… The Changeling-- Death, his mind supplied-- smirked at him.

“Do not fear too much, Captain. Humans have been destroying and degrading each other for far longer than you have been alive.” Still, he couldn’t bring himself to be easy.

“I want to return.” He said, absurdly grateful that he had the option. Death nodded at him and dropped her hand. Her face shifted to the clear coldness of crystal.

“I should warn you, Captain, that the road back will not be easy, and after that recovery will not be swift.”

“I will not let pain stop me.” Death eyed him thoughtfully, before nodding once more.

“Then I suggest you follow that road,” She turned and pointed towards the stone paved road that led into the mountains, “and let your crew guide you back.”

Khantannon did not know how to ask what she meant. Instead he nodded to her and finally stood up, determined to make it back home. He had taken only a few steps when he paused, an urge taking hold of him. He called out to the Changeling who was Death.

“Do you have a name? Other than Death, I mean.”

The Changeling had already been making her way back towards the capital. She flipped around to walk backwards-- not bothering to slow her pace-- and met his eyes with a grin.

“This form is known as Arturia Ashe.”