#he keeps in touch with his siblings and is always there when they're in trouble

[confused-stars]

i've already started a Wriothesley Fatui au, but now i kind of want the polar opposite Marechaussee Phantom au where he gets help as a kid and grows up to be a detective instead

[amalythea]

「 stars 」

⤷ info: kazuha, traveler, venti x gn!reader (separate) || angst-ish || wc: 1180

⤷ warnings: mentions of death (not reader), v sad thoughts, i tried to keep traveler themselves as gn as possible too but please do tell me if i missed something, writing for traveler actually killed my braincells

⤷ extra: i used the prompt xiv. “she’s talking to angels, counting the stars.” from @thexianzhoujade 's personal memoires (of the dearly beloved) event!!

kazuha.

In the tranquil solitude of the night, beneath the vast expanse of stars, you sat on the ground, your silhouette outlined by the gentle glow of moonlight as you gazed up at the stars above. Your heart ached with the weight of loss, your thoughts consumed by memories of your one love Kazuha.

Once, he had been the light of your life, his laughter like music to your ears, his gentle touch a source of comfort in times of need. But now, he was gone, taken from you by a cruel twist of fate, leaving behind only the echo of his presence and a void that seemed impossible to fill.

Every night, you would come to this secluded spot, the one you used to visit together, where the stars seemed to shine just a little brighter. It was here that you had shared your dreams, your hopes, and your love. And it was here that you felt closest to him, as if his spirit lingered among the celestial canvas above.

With a heavy heart, you whispered Kazuha's name into the stillness of the night, your voice barely louder than a breath. "Kazuha," you murmured, your eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Do you see the stars, my love? Are you watching over me from beyond the veil of the heavens?"

You closed your eyes, letting the memories wash over you like a gentle tide. You remembered the way Kazuha would hold your hand as you sat together beneath the night sky, his words a soothing balm to your troubled soul. And you remembered the promise you had made, to always be together, even when the world conspired to tear you apart.

But now, that promise lay shattered, scattered by the winds of fate. Kazuha was gone, his laughter silenced, his touch but a distant memory. And yet, you could not bring yourself to believe that he was truly lost forever.

For in the depths of your grief, there was a glimmer of hope, a belief that somehow, someway, Kazuha had found peace in the afterlife. You imagined him reunited with his dear friend, the two of them laughing and reminiscing beneath the eternal light of the stars.

And so, each night, you would come to this sacred place, your heart heavy with sorrow yet warm with the belief that Kazuha was watching over you, his love a guiding beacon in the darkness. And as you gazed up at the heavens above, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that wherever Kazuha was, he was not truly gone.

For as long as the stars continued to shine, so too would the memory of your love burn bright, illuminating the darkest corners of your soul and reminding you that even in death, your bond would never be broken.

traveler.

In Teyvat, where the winds whisper secrets and the stars tell tales of heroes, there once was a traveler from a distant world. This traveler had been searching for their sibling, and in the midst of their search had found someone else they cared for: you.

Your love knew no boundaries, spanning across the nations and beyond the reach of time itself. But fate, like a capricious deity, had other plans. Your lover, in their quest to protect the fragile balance of Teyvat, met their end in a valiant battle against a formidable foe. And as their spirit ascended, leaving behind a world engulfed in sorrow, you were left to wander Teyvat alone.

Every night, as the sky painted itself with the luminescence of countless stars, you would go up to the highest peak you could find. There, beneath the blanket of twinkling lights, you would sit, your heart heavy with longing, your eyes searching the heavens for a glimpse of your lover.

"They're among them," you would whisper to the ethereal void, your voice carrying both sorrow and hope. "My love, shining bright among the stars."

In those moments, you would feel a familiar warmth wrap around you, a fleeting sensation that whispered of your lover's enduring presence. You imagined them traversing the celestial expanse, a celestial wanderer among the constellations, watching over you with tender affection.

As time unfurled its tapestry, you found solace in your nightly ritual. The stars became your confidants, the silent witnesses to your whispered prayers and tearful confessions. And though your lover's physical form had departed, their essence lingered in the gentle caress of the night breeze and the shimmering radiance of the cosmos.

And as you gazed upon the heavens each night, your faith unshaken, you found solace in the belief that your lover had returned to their celestial home among the stars, finishing their search at last.

venti.

In Mondstadt, where the winds sing their eternal melodies and the stars dance in the night sky,

Venti, the mischievous bard of Mondstadt, was known for his jovial spirit and melodious songs that enchanted the hearts of all who listened. But amidst his carefree nature, there was one whose heart he held dearer than any other – his lover, a gentle soul whose love for Venti burned like the brightest star in the night sky.

Your love was as boundless as the vast expanse of the heavens, and together, you would spend countless nights beneath the vast expanse of the sky, nestled in each other's arms as you gazed up at the twinkling stars. Venti would weave tales of ancient myths and celestial wonders, his voice carrying across the night like a gentle breeze.

But fate, like the ever-changing winds, can be unpredictable.

One fateful day, Venti's song was silenced, his laughter stilled. News of his passing spread like wildfire, leaving behind a trail of sorrow that even the wind could not carry away. Your heart shattered into a million pieces, each shard a painful reminder of the void left by your beloved bard.

In the wake of Venti's passing, you found solace in the memories you had shared under the starlit sky. You would sit by the edge of the cliff overlooking Mondstadt, watching as the stars sparkled like fragments of Venti's soul scattered across the heavens.

In the quiet solitude of those nights, you would recall his words, spoken with a whimsical smile and a twinkle in his eyes. "If ever I should depart from this world," he had said, "fear not, for I shall join the stars themselves, and from there, I shall watch over you always."

And so, as you gazed up at the luminous tapestry above, you couldn't help but smile through your tears, for you believed with all your heart that Venti was among those celestial beings, guiding you with his eternal light.

Though the ache of loss never truly faded, you found comfort in the belief that Venti's spirit lived on in the stars, a constant reminder that your love was as infinite as the universe itself. And so, you continued to watch the stars every night, knowing that somewhere up there, Venti was watching over you, his laughter echoing in the celestial chorus that danced across the night sky.

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[yanderes-galore]

Hellooooo!!!!

Hope ur doing alright! If it is much trouble, would you mind writing a story or something with Dragona Joestar and Reader having a little sleepover where Dragona slowly realizes that the feelings they were feeling for Reader are way more than friendship are actually obsessive romantic???? Idk man I just love them so much....<3

Sure! I'm only on like Chapter 6 on JoJoLands so this won't follow canon too much :') Although, I do call Dragona "They" since the translation and wiki I'm reading says "He" but his Japanese is Feminine so... for now I'll say "They". New to part 9, bear with me.

Midnight Revelations

Yandere! Dragona Joestar Short

Pairing: Platonic -> Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Implied stalking, Dragona watches you while you sleep, Overprotective/Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Dragona is a bit of a creep towards his obsession, Delusional behavior, Forced affection, Dubious companionship/relationship.

Dragona knew that they probably weren't the best for you. Poor you had no clue what they or their brother did outside of the Boutique. Far as you knew, you were just friends who loved to talk about fashion and gossip.

You had no clue about Dragona's growing crush on you.

Dragona didn't even originally view their adoration for you as romantic at first. Surely them wanting to be around you all the time was just due to being best friends. You never judged them and even looked after Jodio.

Although... when you two set up a sleepover... they weren't expecting to feel so giddy.

Dragona sighs, laying on their bed while they watched the rise and fall of your breathing. You sat on an air mattress beside them. They couldn't even calm the glowing blush on their face

Maybe... maybe you weren't friends. As in... maybe you both could be something more. Dragona tries to lay their head down to sleep but the fatigue never came.

Their mind went crazy with thoughts of you.

Perhaps they never just wanted to be friends with you. Every time you lent something to them, every little gift you gave, it was all kept as a keepsake. Even just your smile makes their heart throb.

Each time Dragona closed their eyes... they kept thinking of you. Even now they can't take their gaze off you. They keep glancing down at your lips... they think of touching your skin...

Maybe it's about time you started dating.

"You always look so cute~♡" Dragona whispers, mostly to themselves. They find themselves slowly tossing the covers off and inching closer to you. "We'd be cute... together, I think."

They smile as they sit beside your sleeping form. If you knew about this you may see them as creepy. However... you don't have to know...

They've done this every sleepover.

Dragona appreciates these moments you two have together. It's the only time you... aren't surrounded by your friends. Dragona's fist clenched.

Yes... your friends. Always looking so happy. The thought of you spending more time with them makes Dragona want to rearrange their faces.

Clearly you and Dragona have more chemistry together! After all... if you didn't you wouldn't have so many sleepovers, right? So... you two must love one another.

They can't believe they didn't see it before when they watched you from afar... they really thought they were just being overprotective...

In reality they're obsessive, jealous...

Dragona only wants you... only they get to see you so vulnerable.

"Bet I could protect and entertain you so much better than your friends..." Dragona whispers, lightly caressing your skin. "Bet you love me too and just won't tell me."

Who cares if this was creepy... no one had to know. Not even Jodio dared to disrupt Dragona's time with you. His younger sibling knew how much Dragona adored you.

After all it wasn't normal to follow someone else around like a lost puppy... or get jealous that they have friends.

Dragona was so close to leaning in and kissing you but they relent. Now was far too early for such a step... as much as their heart ached for it. For now... they had to wait.

Dragona silently sits beside you as you sleep. Their hand slowly drifts off you as they sigh softly. For now... they could wait.

Maybe in the morning they can confess. They smile eagerly at the thought. Yes... in the morning, you'll be theirs!

Right now... all they wanted to do was sit by you. Even when fatigue eventually began to creep in, they watched you. They didn't even want to swap to their own bed...

Who cares, right? You'll be theirs in the end... so they instead settle in next to you...

Surely you won't mind if they... cuddle you, right?

"I think I really do looove you~♡ You'll be mine... no one else's."

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Todoroki!Reader

Warnings: yeah i know dabi isn't a teenager anymore, but i like the title so fuck it, also don't fucking read it if you don't like siblingxsibling incest cuz yeah there's lots of hints toward it, actually they're not even hints, minors do not interact, this is not for sweet innocent eyes, dark content, brief mentions of Endeavor being a shitty father, reader is shoto's twin (so 16), robbery, cigarette smoking

Words: 1240

Summary: Just two teenage dirtbags.

The light tracing of a finger along your shoulder blade causes you to shiver. A chuckle answers the goosebumps that rise to your skin. His fingers, unharmed by the heat of his quirk, dance and glide as you bite down on your bottom lip. You keep quiet maintaining your steady breathing. Dabi never showed such tenderness when you were awake. At least not anymore. Not since the both of you burned up Sekoto Peak.

"I know you're up." He mumbles against his pillow, you could hear his little smirk as he taps along the length of your spine; tickling the dip. Lips ghost your shoulder.

You readjust yourself, flopping onto your other side to look at your brother's ruined face. Dark purple pigmented skin was stitched to the human part of him. There was barely any left on his face. Everything held together by staple-like piercings.

Your surroundings were still dark, indicating the time. Grumpily, you glare at him from under your blanket. "Why did you wake me up? Just cuz you can't sleep doesn't mean you have to drag me along."

Dabi devilishly smiles and pinches your cheeks to further wake you up.

He was still handsome. At least that's what you thought even if he was no longer your Touya. He was your Dabi now. Your fingers reach to touch his jaw, the wrinkled skin dry under the pads of your fingers. For the briefest of moments, your brother's harsh blue eyes warm to what they used to be. Only for a second before that cold indifference returns.

Dabi sits up, blankets sliding off of his slim build. You follow suit with a huff though you cringe at the cold that hits your bare chest. Again you ask "What are you doing up?" To wipe the sleep from your eyes, you rub a hand over your face.

"Couldn't stay asleep." He grabs the pack of cigarettes from the bedside table. "I'm itching to cause trouble."

Dryly chuckling, you snatch the cigarette from between his fingers. He halfheartedly grumbles at you but is always willing to share with his baby sister. Instead Dabi sets his feet onto the cold floor and stands.

"Great and you couldn't let me sleep?" You groan knowing you weren't going back to bed soon. Dabi wouldn't let you. Watching him make 'gimme' motions with his hand, you give the cigarette back to him and let the smoke slowly curl from your lips.

There's no answer, rhetorical as it was. Your words drift against the four walls of the dumpy room that you and your brother slept in. A shitty mattress on the disgusting floor with metal coils tearing through to poke you in the back at night.

Trash littered the bedroom floor, bottles and wrappers alike pushed into corners or far off against the wall.

Since childhood, Dabi- or rather Touya- had always been clingy toward you moreso than any of your other siblings. You were his little shadow that listened to him constantly and offered unconditional love. Natsuo and Fuyumi may complain about how he despised their father, but you never did because you held equal resentment toward your prohero father. He separated you from your twin, Shoto. Isolated the natural bond that should have formed between the both of you. Shoto was a complete stranger to you.

You were his person, his safety blanket. That seemed to have translated to Dabi as he never liked being too far from you. Always preferred to have you within his eyesight. It wasn't quite as cute when it involved waking you up during one of his insomnia episodes. While you did bitch plenty about it, you always got up and dressed to follow him out to the deserted streets.

Eerily quiet, you feel like even the soft sounds of your shoes hitting against the ground was deafening. Thick fog blanketing your surroundings.

When Dabi couldn't sleep, he wreaked havoc to compensate. You tag along after him, pulling your jacket tightly around you as if it would offer extra warmth. To help, you breathe in slowly before exhaling small flames of white through your mouth in an ujjayi technique. You feel the temperature of your body grow warmer in response. Desperately wishing to be back in your bed. A shitty bed, but at least you were able to escape the land of the living and consequences for a while.

You refuse to acknowledge the part of you that gets excited while on the prowl with Dabi. Predatory hunger licking at your bones.

It makes you feel like you did years ago when you tried giving Shoto something for your shared birthday but Enji Todoroki tossed your gift to the side and pushed you out of the way.

Making sure you put distance between you and the abandoned apartment building that you and the League called headquarters. Into the nicer area of the city where you could really steal quality goods.

What you often tried to forget was the delight you got when you heard the smashing of fragile glass, or the crackling of your flames as it ate away at both architectural structures and those of the human body. Feeling near orgasmic when your knuckles collide against the crunchy bridge of a nose. You wished it belonged to Endeavor. Wish it was him you were burning. Wanted to watch as his flesh bubbled and burst.

From Enji's disdainfulness toward his family festered inside you until Touya allowed you to release it all. Your white hot flames grew from there. Using hate as fuel.

They dance with Dabi's blue. Pirouetting in the cosmic ballet, casting shadows that dance in tandem with the rhythm of the conflagration.

The destruction you created together was beautiful.

Ruefully you'd acknowledge that one good thing came out of everything your family has suffered under Enji's rule: Dabi. From siblings to lovers you went once both of you hit puberty, a fluid change that was effortless. A godless union that would have Endeavor blanching from horror if the truth ever got out to the media. You waited for that day where all of his accomplishments turned to ash in his mouth. What a delicious moment that would be. But not yet. Dabi had to remind you to be patient ("Though I know it's impossible, spoiled girl that you are." Dabi would comment teasingly).

In the mean time, you'd continue to hone your quirk so one day you and Dabi could live out your dream of taking down Endeavor. You were already so close to it. Could see Endeavor's own unraveling begin during the fight against that highly generated Nomu. Everything was coming to fruition.

You watch Dabi kick open the door to a convenience store, smashing the glass in with his bulky black boot. Alarms blare but you and Dabi walk deafly by. Ribbons of flame whip out from your finger tips as they strike at the ringing bell above, melting it until there was no sound left of its shrill scream.

"Usual rob and raid?" You're already breaking open the cash register to rifle through the till. They kept most of the money in the safe below. Dabi would deal with that. Your fire was far too hot that it might incinerate the money inside. That wouldn't go well with Shigaraki as the League depends on the stolen money to keep afloat.

"And kill anyone who gets in our way." Dabi confirms.

[cocoa-rococo]

Koopaling Headcanons: Morton

Larry | Morton | Wendy | Iggy | Roy | Lemmy | Ludwig

The gentle giant who's solid as stone, and the main enforcer of Bowser's army! A wonderful lad, he is.

Right-handed.

Fond of scrapbooking! He has a few about his siblings and growing up together, but also keeps some about his interests. Wendy likes to gift him cute papers and pattern clippers, and Lemmy finds him cool stickers.

Likes watching wrestling with Roy, which often becomes wrestling with Roy.

He likes watching cooking shows for recipes ideas with Larry, and listening to him ramble about how people are doing things incorrectly.

Has a fairly good memory, and is the most likely to not get distracted on a mission, a trait Ludwig is incredibly grateful for.

Favorite season is winter, due to the novelty (but he can't stay in the snow for too long). Summer is a close second.

A pretty decent writer. His prose is fantastic; it's speaking aloud that he had trouble with.

Surprisingly good at healing magic, possibly more so than Ludwig or even Kamek.

He got gifted a camera from Iggy when he was ten, and he's been taking good care of it ever since. He uses it for scrapbooking, mostly, but he likes taking pictures of what surrounds him.

Very fond of yarrow flowers, due to the colors and how so few of them grow in the Darklands. He first discovered them when he was stationed on a mountain fortress waiting for Mario, and picked a whole bunch to keep inside.

Favorite candies are butterscotch and caramel chews, as well as crunchy rock-candy.

While his favorite pastries are donuts, Wendy once gave him a slice of her patisserie’s strawberry shortcake to try, and he’s been hooked on the flavor even since.

Prefers keeping his notes on pen and paper rather than a phone. He likes the feeling of writing.

Favorite fruit is raspberries and oranges.

Allergic to peanuts, but he prefers Nutella anyway.

His skin is actually much thicker than his siblings to help resist temperature extremities, and since he likes to burrow in sand a lot, it sometimes can get cracked and dry. He and Wendy like to get treatments and make a day of it together.

One of his favorite things is just sitting with his siblings and seeing what they're doing. He's happy to help with whatever they're involved in.

The physically strongest koopaling out of the seven. He's sometimes not quite aware of his strength, but he's trying to get better at it.

Has a soft spot for cute, fluffy animals. Probably aware of Larry's love for a ‘girly’ pony show, but doesn't mind.

Likes listening to Ludwig go on about his mystery novels, and helps as a sound-board for when he needs to bounce theories off someone.

He keeps a miniature zen-garden in his room, and likes to spend time raking little patterns in the sand and moving the rocks around.

The first of his siblings to figure out how to transform his wand into another weapon.

Magic is a weird case with him; trying to cast was difficult, even if the effect was fine. When he learned how to wield his hammer, however, it felt much more intuitive.

Really good with kids, even if he doesn't see a lot of them. He was the most excited out of all his siblings for when Junior was born.

Easily the best secret keeper out of the seven. That koopaling is a VAULT.

Has a fondness for birds, especially ducks. He once got to go to a farm with little ducklings and hold them, and he was crying happy tears almost the entire time.

Coincidentally, he's got an amazing rubber ducky collection. It's very cute, and touching it without his permission will very likely kill you.

Is a big fan of sculpture work, and sometimes will make little trinkets and carvings from chunks of rock he finds. His love of making things is also what convinced him to create Morton's Construction, when his siblings were making businesses.

Wendy is on a persistent quest to make him an Instagram for his scrapbooks and carving work. Morton is on a persistent quest to remember to use it, but always gets distracted.

One of the best taiko drummers —and kumi-daiko performers — this side of the Darklands. He practices with the Hammer Bros.

Can and will stop everything and anything he's doing to make sure an animal crosses the street safely.

Has an almost mom-level accuracy for knowing where lost things are. Any time his siblings can't find something, they go to him, and ninety percent of the time, his guesses are right.

Loves giving hugs! Does not love how he sometimes hugs a little too hard and people get squished.

He likes experimenting in the kitchen with Larry, offering spice suggestions and combos, even if he turns the heat on way too high.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Platonic yandere X Men Evolution Trio Mystic, Nightcrawler and Rouge and child reader who can turn into water and control water

Ah, the bad blood trio! Two siblings who get along, and their mother who shouldn't have custody. Good mutation choice! Let's do this:

You were always kinda weird.

From the way you loved watching fish swim in tanks over petting fluffy dogs, to your interest in nothing but water and aquatic creatures. Even how you came out unharmed from being held underwater for over a minute by two bullies.

You guessed that maybe you should have known you would have water powers.

You could control water, turn into water, even connect to lakes and rivers and use all of it.

It was no wonder you were sent to the X-Men.

It wasn't too bad. Except everyone was older than you. And tall. And sometimes forgot to not say naughty words in front of you. But you did make friends!

There was Kurt, who was a fluffy cat-like mutant, but apparently humans thought he was a demon? He wasn't a demon! Thats stupid. He's nice, and kind, and let's you hug him when ever you want. Then there's who he calls his sister, Rogue! She can't touch you without her gloves on, but you think they're pretty. Plus she can take on other powers, not just one! You don't mind being with them most of the time, because they're funny. Especially when they talk about Jean and Scott.

What you didn't know was they had a mom.

She was blue like Kurt, wore a weird dress (or was it a robe?), and sounded mean when she talked. You knew this because she ended up breaking in when it was just you, Kurt and Rogue in the Institute.

"Mother, enough is enough. Go avay," Kurt says, voice quiet and even. His tail is lashing like an angry cat, and for once he isn't smiling or joking.

"Kurt, Rogue, pl-"

"Get out, Mystique! Can't you see you've caused enough problems for us!" Rogue shouts, pushing you behind her.

"Rogue, that is no way to talk to- Wait. Who is that you are hiding?" asks the blue woman, who takes a step closer.

"Mother. If you take one step closer, you vill regret it," Kurt warns. That still doesn't stop her.

"They said leave!" you yell hotly, and with a flick of your hand, the water from a nearby cup flies out- and right into her face.

It's quieter for a moment-

And then the two teens burst out laughing.

"Okay! THAT was comedy!" Kurt giggles, while Mystique is sputtering and wiping water from her face.

"That is enough. I didn't realize you had a new mutant with you," the woman says, but she doesn't move any closer. "I'll be keeping an eye on you." And just like that- she's gone.

"Am I in trouble?"

"Nah, sugah. But the big mean lady will be."

"Yay!"

After that incident, you're stuck with a babysitter no matter what. Thats usually Kurt, and if he isn't available, it's Rogue. They're fun to play with, especially since they find new ways to play games-

"... Three... Two... One... Ready or not, here I come!"

You laugh as you squeeze together into the hollow of the tree you're hiding in. Since you all have superpowers, the goal is to use the game with them. That meant you flooded the fountain and the pool, so that would keep anyone busy who found it.

Except the person who finds you isn't one you were expecting to see.

"Child," greets Mystique, bending down to look at you. "It seems I've found you. Does that mean I win?" She smiles, but her eyes aren't quite right.

"Oh, you're the Blue Fairy."

"The... what?"

"You're the Blue Fairy. You enchanted Kurt and tried to put a spell on Rogue, and you don't like others."

"... And what if I said I liked Kurt and Rogue? And that I liked you?"

"You do?"

"Why, yes... You three are very powerful, strong mutants. And only the strongest will win."

"... I'm not sure that's how hide-and-seek works..."

"Well-"

"GET AWAY FROM THEM!"

That is the end of hide-and-seek.

And the end of being on your own.

Kurt is always keeping his tailed wrapped around your wrist, or holding your hand in his, while Rogue is keeping the two of you in her sight. The other X-Men try to help, but Mystique keeps slipping past, always trying to see one of you, and with a different face each time.

You really hope she leaves faster. You're not sure how many more times you can splash her with water before she melts, like the evil fairy witch from the wizard movie.

[lets-try-some-writing]

On your parental Unicron fic, does Unicron ever really like the Autobots? He tolerates them because they're protecting Unicron's children, but does he ever do more than tolerate them? (Maybe because one or more actually risk their lives for the children?) Or does he continue to just tolerate them and rather harmlessly torment them?

Short answer: Kinda

Previous part here.

Foolish Little Autobots

After changing his children to better survive on their own, it had been Unicron's hope that Primus's children wouldn't need to touch his as often. He should have known better than to expect the soft sparked Prime and the touch starved team he brought to do that. It had been far too long since any of Primus's creations had seen little ones, and that in a way made Unicron somewhat sad for them. They were so long lived, skilled, and wise, not to mention they could do as they wished and live through just about anything. Their greatest enemies were themselves, and if Unicron was honest with himself, he pitied the fact that they couldn't retain the joy his children had because of their limited lives.

Still he tried not to get too sentimental about it. They were still Primus's creations and they could go die and he wouldn't care. At least that is what he kept saying to himself even as he watched his brother's children struggle bitterly to keep his safe.

He watched on as Arcee nearly got blown up time and time again trying to protect his eldest herald. At first he said to himself that he wouldn't step in, especially now that his heralds were adjusted. But watching Arcee come back from such things covered in wounds yet still smiling and comforting his children first... it made Unicron feel a tad guilty for leaving his children's protection entirely to the Autobots. Thus while he still made it a point to harass Arcee, he always kept the roads smooth for her and made life difficult for any trying to tail her.

When is came to Bulkhead and Wheeljack he wasn't as fond of them for a long while. They were unruly and got his second herald into all kinds of trouble. However upon seeing them work to assist her in mastering her abilities and taking her in as a sibling or sorts... he may or may not have opted to give them a bit of leeway. Any children of Primus who would so willingly accept his were worthy of continuing to live, at least so long as they were useful. Thus for them while he did continue to make it rain a lot when they went out, he would guide them toward energon deposits. They were big mecha and they needed extra energon to keep going, and they couldn't very well teach his herald if they were low on fuel.

After them he said he wasn't going to help any more... and then Bumblebee took a hit to the face trying to protect his youngest herald and the fatherly part of Unicron screamed at him. Bumblebee was little more than a child himself and he was getting closer and closer to giving his life for Rafael every day. Unicron wouldn't stand for it, although he told himself it was because then the Prime may refuse to protect his children. Thus he may or may not have begun giving Bumblebee more advantages during battle, just a random rockslide here, a stray bolt there, and so on. Nothing too bit.

And then there was Ratchet. Unicron had no intention of helping him ever because he was crabby and tended to speak poorly of his children. But then OF COURSE Ratchet had to go and give his all to learn human medicine and care for the children during their changes. And OF COURSE he had to go and be sweet with them, singing them songs they couldn't hear and tucking them in when they fell asleep. Thus there was only one real option. Unicron started leaving Ratchet alone when he left base and even led him to points of interest. It was only right, a payment for his kindness toward his children.

Then there was Optimus Prime... Primus's chosen champion who reeked of purity and order. He was everything Unicron hated, and yet he showed so much love and care to his children that by the time Unicron started helping the others, he was contractually obliged to do the same for the Prime. He couldn't let Optimus die now. The Prime was too useful, and so he may or may not have tipped the scales in his favor during conflict, nothing too much, just small things like the weather.

Optimus spoke to him often, thanking him for his kindness with utmost respect. Unicron never talked back, but a small part of him was pleased that Primus's blessed one was willing to thank him for his charity.

[dirtytransmasc]

Hi! I’m really sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you had any Aegon x Helaena x Aemond hcs? They circle my mind all day everyday lol!!

not a bother at all, I would never give up an opportunity to talk about our holy trifecta, as they plauge my mind day in and day out. so here are my Helaegond HC's (most of these are very soft and domestic and have no particular order)

Aemond got dragged into their relationship when Aegon noticed how glum he and hel were after the betrothal and wedding. he hoped letting them be together would make everything easier. it did. what he didn't know what just how much he could love his siblings. it doesn't take them long to realize maybe a three headed dragon was better than a two headed one, so to speak.

Aegon is needy as all hell. when it comes to receiving affections, he needs touch and quality time and words of affirmation, he needs it all the love and his siblings are so willing to give it him. Helaena likes to dote on him, whereas Aemond will 'give in' to his whining and begging (he secretly loves it, he's just an ass to the untrained eye)

Aemond is the most distant when it comes to receiving affections, which his brother and sister will not allow. they find he enjoys quality time the most, but touch is not unwelcome, and they make sure he feels welcome to ask for attention. its an ongoing battle to get that boy to allow himself attention, but they're armed, ready, and down for a challange.

Helaena likes gifts, body doubling, and quality times but in the nuerodivergent ways. gifts could mean giving her boys a pretty rock or a random trinket she found, or being given a new insect or oddity. quality time could be one of her boys heads in her lap as she talked about her latest favorite bug. she does like touch, just at certain times and in certain ways.

the boys keep every gift she gives them and makes sure to put them somewhere that she can see so she knows they care about them. they will also go to great lengths to fetch her bugs.

they are mischeivious, Aegon and Helaena more than Aemond, but he'll play along. they're always exploring the secret passage ways, stealing snacks from the kitchen, or escaping to Flea Bottom cause they're bored. Aemond is the voice of reason and uses his "mommy's favorite" privileges to get them out of trouble.

Aegon and Helaena share a room as they are officially betrothed, but Aemond always sneaks in during the night. Aegon needs to be spooned... by both of them, so he's always squeezed in the middle. he tends to use Helaena as a pillow, while altching onto his brothers arms as they wrap around his middle. Helaena likes to play with the boys's hair as they fall asleep, muttering feather light words that serve as a bit of a lullaby. Aemond, who is perpetually on guard (the other two try and make him less tense, but its to little avail most times) is the last to fall asleep, only after he's sure his siblings are safe and sound in their dreams. he's the one who holds the three together, literally, taking hold of both his brother and sister in a gentle but still vice grip, safely tucked under the covers.

Aegon and Aemond take turns being the insecure sibling. Aegon always doubts himself, his ability to love and be loved, to not let his drinking get out of hand again, that he can be a good brother. Aemond worries he is not enough, that he is invading Aegon and Helaena's marriage, that he was destined to be the second choice, that he will always be behind the others, that his scars are ugly. Helaena is always good at pulling them out of their heads, but so are the boys, at least the one not currently spiralling. those are the nights they stay up late, tangled together in a heap, bathed in moonlight. its not always words that are needed, just softness. other nights they will go over each and every one of their siblings perfectections and perfect imperfections, until all their minds are at ease.

Helaena loves going to Flea Bottom, more than either of her brothers could ever imagine. she loves the colors and the sounds and the vibe of all the people bustling around. she's someone who can see the art and divinity in just about anything, so going to see bustling marketplaces, nude shows, and crowded pleasure houses always leaves her with something philosophical to say that throws the boys through a loop. finding out their sweet sister was not so innocent or naive as she always most to view her was quite a surprise. its even better for her cause she has two guard dogs for brothers who make sure her visit goes undisturbed.

they will evade their duties for a day to go out on dragonback to find somewhere to hide away and have a day in the sun. they typically find a soft prairie to land in and lay out in the grass together until it gets late. they end up playing childish games like tag (normally Aegon starts that game, typically by annoying Aemond) or hide and seek.

most of the public has a sneakign suspicion that something is going on between the three, cause Aemond is always a tad too close to the couple than what is considered "normal" for a brother to be. for example, instead of taking his own seat at an event, he will sit with the pair or stand right behind them, giving them little space. Aegon always seems a little too touchy, too eager to hang off his brother or reach for her hand. Helaena is similar, allowing both of them inter her space when prior to truly falling for aegon, and aegon for her (as their was resentment after the forced betrothal, though not for each other, it took time for them to truly take to one another), she would barely allow anyone as close to her as she allowed the two of them. no one says anything though, for different reasons. many suspect and/or fear they will be a repeat of Aegon the Conquorer and his sister wives, which they are easily amused by.

there mother most likely knows, but also doesn't say anything. she knows if she tries to put a stop to it, they will only double down. if she supports it, they might become even more of a disaster. there's a silent agreement that no one says anything, for all of their sakes.

Aegon calls Helaena 'laena' whereas Aemond calls her 'hel". Aegon typically gets shortened to 'aeg' and Aemond to just 'aem' but if Aegon wants to annoy him he'll call him 'aemy' (he has a death wish possibly)

they all use pet names, but mostly Aegon. he loves to see 'laena smile over being called his dearest wife or love or queen. he likes seeing Aemond fluster over being called sweetheart. Helaena also uses pet names, typically simple things like love and dear. Aemond uses titles as petnames, cause the power dynamic gets him going, "sweet brother" "sweet sister" "my king" "my queen".

the boys being very doting and sweet during her pregnancy, wanting nothing more than to serve her every beck and call. both boys being absolute disasters when Helaena was delivering the babes, pacing her corridor when she kicked them out and holding her hands faithfully when she requests them, both scared shitless.

taking care of the kids is honestly their idea of bonding and strengthening their relationship. adding more little bodies to their cuddle pile at night. getting to bathe the kids together or struggling to make it through a meal without a mess. one of the three reading to both their siblings and their kids until they fall asleep. being parents is so fulfilling and doing it together makes them feel more connected.

Helaena having both her boys on a leash. they both essentially serve her willingly.

Aegon is sweet on his siblings, not always as brash as some would expect of him. he likes to hold Helaena's hand, just cause, or to kiss Aemonds eye when they're in private. he's not against a hug either, longing for intimate closeness that isn't sex.

the boys are experts in bugs cause they love listening to their site talk, so they've just picked up knowledge as times gone on.

when nervous or upset or stressed and on their own at the time, they tend to run their fingers over their wedding scars (they did it themselves without a Maester to help or advise them, and it was a bit of a heart of the moment sort of thing, so they accidently cut a bit to deep or too long, leaving them with distinct scarring between them). Aegon tends to pick at his lip where a little white scar hangs off the edge of his lip, ever so slightly raised. Helaena rubs at curve of her thumb and forefinger where her skin shines in the light. Aemond traces the length of the scar on his palm, back and forth, back and forth. they remember they have each other.

Aegon doesn't like to read but likes being read to. Hel and Aemond are always willing to read to him.

Hel likes to dance and her boys make sure to always indulge her. Aegon's not the best dancer. but the childish air of laughter is always worth it. Aemond certainly less clumsy, but stiff as a bored, which typically turns to playful teasing and childish arguing between him and Aegon.

Aemonds very protective and a bit possessive of his siblings, which gives them scary dog privileges (if he was scary in canon, he's terrifying with them as a throuple).

vaugely erotic sword training in the courtyard between Aemond and Aegon, Hel watching from the grass with her spider friend.

[spice below the cut cause I'm in the mood and have concepts I need to dump out of my head for my own well being]

Sex is frequent amongst them, especially as time passes and they become a strongly woven throuple. Aegon is forever eager, ready to be whatever he's needed to be; submissive, dominant, something in between. he just wants to touch and feel pleasure. Helaena is more reserved, but not against it at all, finding it to be a very sensual and emotional thing that is sacred to her and her brothers. Aemond is again, insecure that he's an intruder, but with a little bit of guidance, finds his confidence.

there is worry of bastards, but that only leads to the discussion of true valyrian marriage between the three of them. lets just say sexy blood rituals comense.

Aegon is easily the most skilled, so for the first couple times he's typically taking a guiding role. he knows all the little tips and tricks to getting his siblings off. he's also the most mouthy and uses his teeth a lot, especially when it comes to his brother. he's softer with their sister and lets himself be commanded around, service dom style. willing to get his hand (and mouth) messy.

Helaana is like a feather, light and soft, fluttering against her brother's skin, making them squirm with ease. she's also really good at dirty talk, but in such a regal and delicate manner. she can be quite bossy, but her boys are well behaved so it normally doesn't take much to get them to listen.

once Aemond is confident in his position he is very... mission focused. he's the one who tends to put Aegon on his back and really cultivates that needy subby side in him that Helaena had only began to uncover by the time he joined the pair. definitely the physically strongest of them all with a whole hell of a lot of stamina. he can take Hel and Aegon a few times before tucking out.

Aegon's loud as hell, gripping the sheets and not holding back a single sound. Hel's a bit quieter, but not silent. Aemond's gotta have all the right buttons pushed to hear a sound out of him (aegon see's this as a challenge)

Aegon cries every time they have sex. its just sorta his thing. its a big emotional release so he always ends up a little teary eyed.

aftercare typically consists of a nice long bath and cuddles.

[deerabigailhobbs]

Ok hear me out:

Adamgail siblings x inbred by Ethel Cain. Thoughts?

Oh, how I love analysing song lyrics :D

So I had listened to Inbred before this ask, and I'd actually say it's one of my favourite Ethel Cain songs, but I had sorta taken it at face value. "Oh, this is a song about an inc*stous relationship between siblings" and honestly, that's not something I'm comfortable talking about, especially with characters I see a lot of myself in. But after looking the song up online, seeing others interpretations and analysing the song myself, I think I've found an angle I'm comfortable enough discussing.

So, let me reiterate, because I think it's important. This song analysis is not about that kind of brother-sister relationship. I do not fuck with that type of shit. This is merely my interpretation of the song through the lense of the characters. Any references to love here, while dark and twisted, is strictly platonic.

Anyway, apparently in an interview, Hayden (the person behind Ethel Cain, for those unfamiliar) said that- quoting a Reddit comment here- "when she's using the word inbred, she's reffering to generational trauma. Trauma being inbred throughout the family." And I'd never seen this take before! Really opened my eyes and made me listen to the song in a completely different light.

The song is about a younger sister being dependant on her older brother. He's the only one she can fully trust. The father isn't mentioned in the song, but the mother is said to be "comatosed." I won't go through every single line of the song, but I'll do my best for parts I think are relevant to their characters. :]

Longgggg intro out of the way, now time to break down these lyrics.

"Watching him through holes in his door"

Now, I said that the father isn't explicitly mentioned on the track, but I do think this could be applied to Garrett Jacobs. Here, Abigail is watching him butcher the girls, perhaps he wants Abigail to retain some innocence, to him she's still his little girl. So he takes the victim(s) at night to his Cabin and carves them up. But Abigail is there, witnessing it all. Sort of a punishment she inflicts upon herself. She led the girls to their deaths, now she much watch the aftermath.

"Sucking on the back of his leg to stay warm"

The "him" now is referring to Adam. She's always by his side, so close that she could be "sucking on his leg" like some sort of leech, tight and unable to let go. He's the rock in her life. The only person she can feel safe around. There's also her "staying warm" and I like to think it of her as staying alive. The girls she sacrifices are simply one layer of protection, her brother being another. Perhaps she thought (especially in her younger years) that if anything were to go bad, if her father finally pointed the blade her way, Adam would come and save her. Keep her blood from spilling out and going cold.

"Older brother made a name for himself with the cops

Scumbag fuck, but I swear that he's not"

Due to their father's attention being solely on Abigail, their mother's presence all but absent, Adam would resort to other methods of getting it. That being: lashing out. Getting in trouble with the police, with school, with his parents, because even when they yell and hit him (more specifically his father), they're acknowledging his existence.

I think Abigail wouldn't understand at first. Just see her brother as a troublemaker. But as the years go by, all she sees is a boy in desperate need of love. And she can try her best, to give him that, to be there for him, but a sister's love cannot replace a parent's.

"He's so good to me and to nobody else

So you should watch yourself"

Pretty self explanatory. Adam may be a nuisance to almost everyone in his life, but he has a tremendous amount of love for his little sister. Although she can't replace a parent's loving touch, he still appreciates her for the love she can provide.

And to Abigail, Adam is like her knight in shining armour. He's there to protect her. If she were ever in immediate danger, she's sure he would be there for her, ready to defend. However, I can see her believing this less and less as she grew up, knowing her brother is just as helpless as she is.

"Mama's comatose, she can't leave the bed"

Their mother isn't literally comatosed, but with how absent she is in their lives, it's like she is. A person, alive, but not fully there. Unaware of what the rest of the family knows. (PSA: I do think Louise was actually a wonderful mother in canon, this is merely for the analysis)

"Something smells rotten and it's starting to spread"

A literal approach to this would be the smell of blood and decay from the victims. Another, the spread of crazy. Like Abigail said, "can you catch crazy?" Will her and Adam turn out like their father? Is it already spreading to them? Like a parasite, slowly infecting and taking over their bodies, until one day all they can see is their father staring back at them in the mirror.

"I'm bad, he's worse, we're already dead

We're already dead"

Abigail is bad for luring the girls to her father. "He's worse" isn't Abigail's thoughts on Adam, if anything she'd think he's better than her in a lot of ways, but what others (their town, peers etc) perceive him as. Abigail is the sweet, quiet girl who is "close" to her father. Meanwhile, Adam is a troublemaker who's the black sheep of the family. Due to the other themes of the song, I can see them living in a very religious area that isn't tolerable of what they consider "abnormal." So their hatred of Adam could also be due to other things, such as homophobia or transphobia (as I know trans Adam is a popular headcanon).

"You can't win em all

Who knows how much longer

I'll lay on the floor

Touch me till I vomit"

I interpret this as Abigail finally meeting her father's blade, bleeding out on the kitchen floor. And all she wants is for Adam to be by her side. To hold her until she vomits up all her blood, slowly dying on the cold tiles.

"I'm not scared of God

I'm scared he was gone all along"

Another self explanatory lyric. Abigail's life has been nothing but misery, and she starts to question the validity of God herself. Or maybe wonders if he turns a blind eye to her pain and suffering.

"Who will take the fall

Who of us is stronger

You'll just want it more

If you could, you'd have fought it

But you know you're not

From the start, they knew you were wrong"

This part stumped for a bit (and still does, I'll be honest) but I thinkkkk I've got something. Who will be more like their father? Who will follow in his footsteps? Going back to what Hayden said about generational trauma, which of them has an inbred desire to kill? Who has bloodlust flowing through their veins? Both? And of so, who's strong enough to fight it off?

I think if we're going off of the lyrics, it's Adam. I mentioned this in a previous ask, but the thought of Abigail escaping her dad, going to her brother, only to find out he's helping murderers really sticks with me. He took the fall. He tried to escape, to fight off murder, and came right back to it. And now he knows he can't fight it. That he's just like their father, handy with a knife. Knowledgeable in opening people up and seeing their organs on display. The people back at home were right, he's wrong. He's worse.

Skipping the second verse because it already goes over some of what I've discussed and well... That part, but I do want to discuss one lyric.

"If he wakes up, he'll show you what I'm talking about."

I have an image in my head of Abigail, the events of Hannibal playing out after her father cut her throat, and all she can think about is her brother. He'll see her on the news, he'll be here any moment now. To protect, like he had in the past. Unbeknownst to her, Adam is currently rotting away in some bathroom, his skeleton finally starting to show underneath decaying skin.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITH for cutting off my friendship of 15 years with my best friend?

I(33nb) and A(33F) were friends since elementary school, she just kidnapped me away from my friends one day at school and because we liked the same stuff i never tried to get back to my friends, so we were very tight for a while. Quite literally, she felt i was very warm and pulled me away from my friends, they kind of fought for me for days until she won, it was weird in retrospect.

When middle school came we got into different schools but kept in touch, whenever a friend of mine met her always wondered why i stood her, in their words "she is a very rude person" but i never got why they said that.

She's had many troubling boyfriends i never liked how they treated her but still, when asked for advice she always ignored me and i was always there for her to vent, cry and comfort her.

Whenever we went out and someone tried to hit on her she would pull my hand and say she was already taken, referring to me which was actually very bad for my heart but whatever so she could keep them at bay.

I cannot say it was always bad, we did have fun, shared good moments and still have many fond memories. I also was very much in love with her for a good 10 years lol, but kept it quite to just enjoy the friendship.

As years passed i started picking up on how she talked and depreciated the things i liked, be it music, comics, movies, artists. She even said how embarrassing it was to be with me in public sometimes, because 'i dont have a filter' and if i tried to tell her to not be mean she would just wave me off n say "you know me, im like this and you have to accept me" kinda talk.

Anyways the reason i finally broke was after many times she made me cry for the tiniest thing, i was trying to make her notice how her boyfriend was being a total asshole to both of us, he always changed my name to get on my nerves, and we could never hang the same day he was going to be over because he said so.

I was so tired that he controlled her so much, he broke with her multiple times and made her cry at least once a week, but they somehow always came back and i just couldn't stand this anymore so she had this big talk with him and turned out i was the problem???

He said he was super jealous of our relationship, but she promised there was nothing between us and even got us in agreement that i was going to try to be his friend too... So yeah i did try, by starting to listen to his music and watch the shows he liked.

I budged, watched 2 seasons of a popular show i never really liked, and got back to them to talk about it, share theories and such.

I was having a conversation with her over our DMs and with him through FB about the same show and somehow both insulted the same actors almost at the same time, very racist and abled stuff, about teen actors, one of them is actually disabled and she called him a cr*ppled fr*ak.

Idk why she felt i was a person she could speak about this, through years she knew i was and am against ableism, racism and just bigotry and im very vocal about it.

I stopped her and she got all offended that it was her right to talk about him like that, and i was her best friend so i should know her already, also if he was a public figure that's what he got exposed to.

Just at the same time her bf was explaining how it was his right to call any dark skinned person whoever he liked.

We're not even white?? Idk where they got all this. I stopped both conversations by telling them to apologize or just go eat shit, but they doubled down so i just told them they're made for each other and fuck off, blocked them from everything and because she tried to contact me through my siblings and partner, had to politely ask them to block them to which they agreed when they saw the conversations.

Even deleted all social media accounts i had her in to avoid any contact with her and that asshole.

Why i deleted? Because it was not the first time i tried to cut her off and she still looked for me until i budged, so i had to erase any tracks and even moved away from where i lived.

Anyways, it's been 5 years from this shit, her bday is approaching and i have never been able to stop thinking about her.

Idk why i worry so much about her, people have repeatedly told me i was right but we both grew in very unstable and abusive homes, so i kind of related to her.

I have never tried to reach back to her, i dont intend to.

So, AITA for cutting off a long friendship over chat for what she said was me being stupid?

What are these acronyms?

[importantshoewolfbat]

[super long] Analysis on Jake & Neytiri on the Avatar: The Way of the Water

[ parenting, family dynamic, conflicts & flaws, and neytiri and jake ]

What we know of this married couple out of the minimal screentime we have of them is that they have been together for 15 years (considering that Neteyam was conceived a few months after their fight with the sky people in the first movie).

We get to see the domesticated life of this two characters from the birth of Neteyam, the physical and spiritual embodiment of their love, to growing a family together. Technically Kiri and Neteyam are supposedly twins and Kiri is the adopted daughter of Jake and Neytiri, born of Grace's avatar.

In the beginning of the movie, Neytiri and Jake let down their guards and is very nurturing and close with their kids. Excluding Spider since Neytiri is tolerant of him but does not stand as a parental figure towards him. (I'll dive into that in a different post)

We get to see the brotherly dynamic of Lo'ak and Neteyam, Kiri and Lo'ak being the typical siblings who constantly fight but is very much similar, Kiri always with Tuk, Lo'ak teasing Tuk, and more. This family is very close with one another even in time of war.

However, Neytiri and Jake, just like every parent, aren't perfect. One year after the sky people comes back, Jake has activated his military instincts and projected it into his sons. He was very heads on towards both of his sons, Neteyam pressured with the responsibility and Lo'ak burdened with the feeling of disappointment. You can tell that the couple expects a lot from their sons in this time of war.

I know Neteyam was heavily burdened with the responsibility, but watching the film, I've noticed that Jake has never put Neteyam on the fighting line as a warrior. Even if Neteyam is persistent with fighting alongside with them as a warrior, Jake has always pushes him on the side and the only responsibility he hands Neteyam is be a dutiful big brother. That's what Jake asks of Neteyam, not a warrior but a brother to his siblings.

In saving his mother in the forest, after escaping Quaritch, he hugged his sons in relief. Man, every time they were in danger Jake does not shy away from comforting and hugging his sons. You can clearly tell that his love language for his family is physical touch.

On the other hand, Neytiri and Kiri can be seen as the typical mother-daughter relationship where it looks like they argue a lot. Even though Kiri has an attitude and is moody, Neytiri puts up with her daughter. When Kiri was unconscious, she cried in relief when she woke up.

Plus, it seems that they're very communicative family.

• Kiri knowing about Grace. Even though it's hard not to know Grace, they still openly talk about her situation. Kiri never felt 'adopted' or 'excluded' from the family. Kiri's adoption wasn't the biggest or even slightest concern of Kiri. Just by treating her normally, scolding her (Jake scolding her when checking Neteyam; Neytiri's time-to-time motherly aggressiveness towards her), not shying away — basically shows that being adopted isn't an issue to them. Even Lo'ak openly jokes about her biological mom.

• Lo'ak immediately goes to his parents in dangerous times. Even though Lo'ak IS reckless, when he senses danger, his first instinct is to go tell Jake. Unlike other clichès where the teens don't confer with the adults. Even if Lo'ak probably knows he'll get in trouble, his mindset is always 'Oh fuck I can't tell this to dad cus I'm in trouble!', his mindset was 'Oh i'm in trouble! I have to tell Dad!'

Is Jake a bad father?

Easily no. We shouldn't unallow parents to be flawed. Was Jake hard on his sons? Oh definitely so. Jake is not a demanding father, we hear him ask for his children not to get in trouble or cause trouble and the first one was that they keep their distance. Neteyam was a warrior and so was Lo'ak but he never asked his sons to put their lives on the line— instead he asks them to be distant from it!

The first time they disobeyed, it put both of his sons in danger and the other one wounded. The second time they disobeyed, his nightmare finally came true!

The best thing Jake & Neytiri can do for their children was to prepare them and keep them from harm's way. (1) In a hostage situation, the kids knew exactly what to do. (2) When in serious trouble, contact parents and be honest. In both times Lo'ak contacted his dad when encountering the RDA, we didn't see him get in trouble from Jake. Instead, we see Jake reassuring Lo'ak on what to do even though it was upsetting for him.

But in both times of disobedience or rebel, he always put himself [Lo'ak] and Tuk right under the RDA's hands!

Yes, Lo'ak is a child and we all feel bad for him. But we shouldn't turn away from the stress and trouble that he seriously caused. Lo'ak didn't get in trouble whenever he was caught by the RDA, Jake comforted him in the first hostage escape and the second was he asked Lo'ak to stay put with his brother.

But it was also unfair of Jake towards his treatment to Lo'ak. It could be why his relationship with his other son is slightly strained is because out of all the moments of recklessness or similarities as him, Lo'ak acted up in a time of war. I don't think Jake would find it an issue if it was just a normal setting because Lo'ak is clearly a teen.

On to the next

In the bits where Neytiri and Jake were laughing when they were alone in the cottage, even with the minimal screentime, their relationship and interactions were quite wholesome and realistic.

The both have grown since the first movie, parenthood did not soften those two up! They were a power couple for saving their children and taking the RDA together. The two combined is a very strong fusion!

The way those two co-parent their children in handling them together (with Kiri, Lo'ak, Neteyam, and Tuk) — you can easily attach yourself to their fortress.

Those two were always together, in Tulkun sightseeing, saving their kids, family meeting, alone moments, DATE NIGHT, mourning, and strategizing. It was a strong and healthy relationship between them.

I find it funny how Neytiri refers to Jake as 'my husband' and Jake as 'my mate' in their first encounter with Ronal and Tonowari. Neytiri lifts Jake's pride for him.

However, one of the overlooked pain for Neytiri was the constant pointing that majority of her family was often harassed as demons. She can't take away Kiri's upsetness over being treated like a freak or Neteyam's embarassment of being an alien, an outcast. She grew up from the Ometicaya clan who are accepting of their alien Olo'eytican and has no issue of their half-breeds children — then sudden refuge and her beloved children suddenly becomes mistreated.

Okay last one is their iconic 'strong heart'. This one's definitely for Jake and Neytiri. This couple has went through so much even with little screentime. The anguish that they both share is so tragic as lovers and as parents. They really did what they can

But they cannot be everywhere at once. Jake and Neytiri are a team. Even if Avatar 2 was mainly about introducing their kids, their relationship stood out. In the context of the first film, you'd sense this happiness for them after all they went through.

15 years of happiness and peace was a good run. I truly hope this family finds that again.

[mesozoic-system]

FAVORITE ROTTMNT CANON FACTS AND HEADCANONS ((MASSIVE SPOILERS!!!))

Don't be afraid to share your thoughts, opinions, and ideas! Comment which headcanons you agree or disagree with! I love hearing your feedback!!!!

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Favorite Canon Facts About Donnie

He's a soft shell turtle.

He loves to dance.

He's autistic.

His true passion is botany.

He hates being touched, but can sometimes tolerate it.

He's unfamiliar with strong emotions and will become confused.

He draws on his eyebrows.

He has an intense chronic fear of beach balls, bees, and spiders.

His favorite music genre is techno.

His gamer tag is "Bootyyyshaker9000".

His least favorite animals are monkeys.

His "type" are "cute but mean".

He doesn't like Hawaiin Pizza.

He's bad at sports.

He covers his neck when he's in danger.

He knows ASL.

He considers S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. as his son.

Favorite Headcanons About Donnie

Their pronouns are He/They

While experiencing autistic burnout, he'll become nonverbal and use sign-language or whisper to communicate.

They're also sensitive to loud noises at these times, and Raph always has to remind everyone to keep it down.

If he's been injured on his back without his battleshell (but not drastically), he'll have trouble breathing and enter an anxiety attack (turtles' lungs are located right underneath their shell).

They're aroace and would rather focus on science than dating.

He doesn't oppose wearing skirts or dresses. He finds them comfy.

While growing up, they had a tendency to swallow food whole, so Splinter had to cut it small until they learned how to eat properly.

They rarely cuss, but will do so if they get very angry or frustrated.

He lets April paint his nails alongside Mikey, but only prefers the colors purple, black, or both.

He's an insomniac.

He puts his legs on other people's laps when sitting on a coach no matter who it is.

They know the FNAF lore by heart to every detail and spent months putting the pieces together.

However, he has different theories than MatPat.

Favorite Canon Facts About Mikey

They needed braces when their adult teeth grew in.

He's a ornate box turtle.

Out of all of his brothers, he looks up to Leo the most.

His gamer tag is "Flavortown".

His favorite music genre are boy bands.

He's interested in horoscopes.

He has ADHD.

He chooses scissors every time in Rock, Paper, Scissors.

He's the youngest of his brothers.

He's the family cook.

His favorite superheroes are Batman and Superman.

He loves to draw, paint, and color.

Favorite Headcanons About Mikey

He has three known alter-egos: Dr. Delicate Touch, Dr. Feelings, and Dr. Positive.

He has ADHD.

His pronouns are He/She.

Like Donnie, she enjoys wearing skirts, but instead of occasionally, she wears them as often as she can.

He and April are always painting amazing graffiti art in the sewer tunnels.

She hides in her shell when she's overwhelmed, startled, or upset until she calms down.

His favorite type of dancing is freestyle.

She loves rollerskating just as much as skateboarding.

He once found a raccoon, mistook it for a cat, and begged Splinter to let him keep it.

She was not allowed to keep the raccoon.

Because he loves art, his sibling's walls are covered in his drawings.

She flops down on a couch or chair every time she sits down.

He'll sometimes say random things out of the blue, but not realize he said it out loud until the others acknowledge it. Sometimes, they don't react to spare him the embarrassment, being that it's normal for him.

She loves Disney movies and sings along to all the songs, even if she doesn't know the words.

After using his mystic powers for the first time during the movie, his hands became shaky and painful. They eventually became better, but he had to go through the "What if I'm like this forever" phase.

She's pansexual.

Favorite Canon Facts About Leo

He cussed once but didn't know what it meant.

He's a red-eared slider.

His favorite music genre is glam rock.

He's really good at basketball.

He's fluent in Spanish.

He loves cracking jokes, especially in the middle of a battle.

He's the fastest runner among his brothers.

Favorite Headcanons About Leo

His pronouns are He/Him.

He's gay but very flirty with any gender- but only if it's to smooth-talk them into doing something for him.

He likes freestyle dancing along with Mikey.

He's rickrolled his entire family at least twice each.

He used to bite a lot as a kid, especially when he was teething.

He doesn't discriminate between dogs and cats.

He has excellent medical training.

He may not take a lot of things seriously, but when Donnie began using sign language, he was the one to encourage everyone else to learn it. He was even fluent long before anyone else was.

He hates reading.

He prefers to wear sweats.

He has ADHD, like Mikey.

He and Donnie share a twin's connection, meaning they can hear each other's thoughts and sense their emotions if they're strong enough.

Favorite Canon Facts About Raph

He was absolutely heart-broken when Raphael died in the apocalyptic future, but Donnie's death changed him permanently because their connection was severed.

He's an insomniac.

He is a snapping turtle.

His catchphrase is "Like a Boss!"

He loves animals.

He regularly speaks in the third-person.

He's the eldest of his brothers.

He's allergic to peanuts.

Whenever he's on the phone with any of his brothers, he speaks in a gentle tone as if talking to an infant.

His favorite music genre is Rhythm and Blues.

He has separation anxiety.

He wears a retainer headset at night.

He has an obsession with pushing big, red buttons.

He's terrible at taking pictures.

He lets off several scents depending on his emotions if they're strong.

He loves to spar.

He likes to dress in drag and animal costumes.

He loves stuffed animals and plushies.

Big heart, small brain.

Favorite Headcanons About Raph

His pronouns are He/She.

Two of her hobbies are baking and knitting, both of which she's become really good at.

He loves strawberries. And no, not just because they're red.

To her brothers' amusement, she's a raging video-gamer and gets upset when she loses, but not when playing with Mikey.

He loves hugs, snuggling, and holding hands with his brothers and April.

She likes Kool-Aid, but only because it stains her mouth different colors.

He sometimes has trouble communicating and stammers a lot, especially when stressed.

She can't have straws because she always chews on them, even if they're the reusable ones. She once destroyed Mikey's curly straw by accident, but bought a whole new pack as an apology. She was only able to afford it because she did Donnie's chores to earn enough money.

He loves to sing, even though he's no good at it.

She's bisexual.

He's excellent at comforting others when they need it.

After the movie, she needed to wear an eyepatch.

Favorite Canon Facts About April

She's not afraid of a fight, even if her opponent is bigger and stronger than her.

She's rather intelligent.

She gets along well with everyone she meets unless they're mean to her or do something bad.

She loves to play video games.

She is Splinter's student and is currently learning Ninjutsu.

She has accurate aim and can use anything as a weapon.

Hating April for her "new race" is racist. Stop it.

Favorite Headcanons About April

It's pronouns are They/It.

They're nonbinary.

It worked overtime to suprise the boys with Nintendo Switches.

They consider the Hamato family as their own and call the turtles their brothers often.

It's bisexual.

They snap at anyone who misgenders or uses the wrong pronouns for any of their siblings.

It loves sleepovers.

They're dating Sunita.

The first time it wore a binder, everyone noticed instantly and started panicking until it told them.

Favorite Canon Facts About Splinter

He always falls asleep after drinking milk and eating cake.

He used to date Big Mama.

He refers to his sons as their mask's colors.

He can turn the lights off in any room he's in with a clap of his hands, giving him an advantage by using the darkness.

He was a professional actor before his mutation.

He's a really good singer.

He's able to sew rather well.

He can move faster than an eye could follow.

He can set different parts of his body on fire at will.

Favorite Headcanons About Splinter

His pronouns are He/Him.

He had to put leashes on the turtle tots to keep track of them.

He can actually be a good dad if he really needs to be.

Although he rarely says it out loud, he is extremely proud of all of his sons, but secretly wishes he had done more for them as they grew up.

He was extremely protective of Donnie as he grew up and took great favor in making sure she was safe because of his soft shell. The others never got jealous of all the attention she got because they knew how important it was to keep him safe- Well... maybe Leo did a few times. When she grew up and made himself a battleshell, Splinter finally relaxed.

Headcanons About All

The turtles shed their skin and shells annually.

[finn-m-corvex]

Noah Walker Headcanons

To match Tessa's and because he is my precious child!

His full name is Noah Maxwell Walker, and he hates his middle name because he thinks it makes him sound like a nerd (he is a nerd)

Both he and Tessa are huge nerds they just know how to hide it

He learned how to do mechanics and engineering out of Jay's old notebook and from Zane and Pixal because Jay was never around

Never really had a nickname when he was a kid like Tessa but Zane would call him Speedster because of how fast he could talk

Zane sometimes told him about how much Noah reminded him of Jay before Nya passed away, and Noah always feels sad when he thinks about it for too long because he'll never get to meet that version of his dad

Is the dad sibling. Always picking Ethan up and putting him on his shoulders, and any of the others if they want to do it too. He's the first one they call if something happens and they know they're going to get in trouble

Will never leave you high and dry, always has his siblings' back even if he knows he's going to get his ass kicked if he gets involved

EXTREMELY TOUCHY. He thrives off of physical touch like Jay does and he's always touching somebody if he can

Hates confrontation and yelling. He has to go somewhere else or leave the monastery if Jenna and Kaida's fighting gets too loud because it reminds him of too many times of Jay raising his voice

Both Noah and Tessa have scars from whenever Jay would try to teach them how to spar and he would go too far and the beer bottles

He is somehow the most emotionally healthy and yet the most self-destructive of the seven of them

Severely depressed most days and needs a lot of help from Tessa and eventually everyone else. He struggles hard with it day after day but having more siblings than just Tessa makes it better

And it helps that his mom and dad are actually around now and Jay isn't actively making it worse

Doesn't like spending time with Jay by himself, so he'll tag alone with Ethan or someone else

Ethan and Finn both love him to absolute death and will cuddle him on the couch during movie nights until they're both asleep

He and Kaida get along surprisingly well? It doesn't take very long for Kaida to see that he's just as traumatized as she is (same with Tessa) and plus Noah is just extremely chill and easy to talk to in a way that Tessa isn't

Sometimes the others walk into the living room to see him laying on top of Tessa and watching Animal Planet. They don't ask questions

Even just the smell of alcohol sends him spiraling. It makes him nauseous with anxiety and protective big brother mode is instantly activated

Jenna is the sister that he wants to wrap up in a blanket and keep cuddled at all times (Kaida too but he wants to keep his fingers)

Quinn and Finn like to hang off of him like he's a jungle gym and call him Tarzan for funsies (no one else knows what the hell a Tarzan is)

Is extremely ticklish (Tessa is too, she just knows how to hide it better) but will not hesitate to get someone back if they try anything and that includes Kaida

[blessyourhondahurley]

Suptober day 8 - Memories Are Made of This

As the screen goes all wiggly after How Could I Forget? we cut to a high school flashback. Will our star-crossed lovers beat the odds?

Suptober prompt: Satanic Panic Flufftober prompt: Rainy Day

(Read on AO3)

“Dean. Hey. Dude, are you drooling?”

Charlie's voice cuts through his gauzy daydream like a hot scalpel. He shakes himself alert, blinking rapidly as his eyes and his mind struggle to refocus on his dreary surroundings. Third period biochem. Rainy day. Middle of nowhere, Kansas. Ugh.

His bestie continues to lay into him in a hissed whisper. “You need to wake up! You haven't been paying attention to anything Mr. Singer has written on the board, and he already told us it's all gonna be on the test next week!! Where's your head today?” She narrows her eyes and gives him the look that always makes him feel like she's corkscrewing right into his brain. “You're not still thinking about that Novak kid, are you?”

He tries. He really does. He doesn't flinch, doesn't fidget, doesn't drop his eyes. “Nah,” he drawls, putting what he hopes is the exact right amount of casual disinterest into that single lying syllable.

She doesn't buy his act for a second. “Bull. Shit,” she replies, smacking him on the shoulder. “You are. Dean! I told you, that one is not for you! Between your Led Zep shirts and our weekend D&D games, his parents would call an exorcist if they found out he was even talking to you!”

“Oh come on, Red,” he protests weakly. “The Satanic Panic died out in the 80's.”

Charlie gives him a dark look. “Not in the Novak household, it didn't. I'm serious, Dean. Those blue eyes may be super dreamy, but he is more trouble than he's worth. Trust and believe. Now settle down, focus, and catch up!” She points furiously up at the whiteboard, which Mr. Singer is continuing to fill with blocky, crabbed lettering, and then down at his blank notebook.

Dean sighs and picks up his pen.

~~~~~~~~

Everybody at the school knows about the Novaks, Lawrence High's very own pack of homegrown Cullens. They're an unwieldy gaggle of siblings, almost too many to count. Well-dressed, God-fearing, condescending little pricks, the lot of 'em. They keep themselves to themselves, and everyone else appreciates the favor. Nobody in their right mind would ever try to date one of them.

Except.

Except...

Except Castiel Novak, the baby of the family, with his eyes as blue as the sky and his messy black hair and his voice like a rake being dragged across concrete? He smiles at Dean, laughs at his jokes. They sit side-by-side in fifth period study hall now, and Dean's grades have dropped almost half a point since the new seating charts were drawn up, because he doesn't get a damn bit of studying done in that hour.

He's completely fucking smitten, is the thing. It's disgusting. But Charlie's right: he doesn't have a chance with someone like Castiel. The Novaks are bible study, violin lessons, honor roll. Dean's cheeseburgers, greasy carburetors, ripped jeans. So what if they have a blast hanging out every afternoon when they're supposed to be doing their homework? So what if Dean shakes sometimes with how much he wants to take Cas's hand, kiss his lips, touch his skin? It'll never happen, and that's a fact.

And then one Friday in March, just as they're all gathering up their books and backpacks to head to sixth period, Cas hands him a folded-up piece of notebook paper and runs out of the room. When Dean opens it up, he sees the question that will determine the course of the rest of his life:

DO YOU WANT TO GO TO SPRING FORMAL WITH ME

YES          NO

This fic concludes here...

[kyinpeachichu]

Lyney and Lynette headcanons and imagines because I am head over heels and obsessed with them rn-

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Teeny tiny note: I will be writing dynamics and mostly on Lynette being a cat girl and how these two live together.

If anything sounds too 'shippy' just tell me and I'll remove it. That or you interpret it wrongly and don't know what it's like to actually love your sibling. (I have a sibling)(I actually do love her...)

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I still don't get how Lyney is human and Lynette a cat girl but genetics are weird I guess.

Then again Lyney still has his own little connection to cats so maybe it just runs in the family.

Whenever Lyney is sick, Lynette handles the situation calmly enough. She goes to get medicine and takes care of him whenever she can. She acts like she isn't worried but Lyney can see right through her.

She actually cares alot. One time, Lyney woke up to see her crying on his bedside.

Whenever Lynette is sick.... Lyney is ready to make SACRIFICES.

Cancel every show, spend any amount to get her the best medicine, send her to the hospital-! (That is until Lynette insists that this can be treated at home)

Is secretly panicking. But whenever he sees that she's getting better, it always makes him immensely happy.

Yes they can spend time away from each other but they have severe separation anxiety.

As a cat girl respectively, Lynette will have heat cycles every now and then.

Lyney is always eager to help with this. Whether it's by giving her herbs and tea to help calm her down, or give her as much privacy as she needs. Always checks in on her, never judges. Gives her hugs if she ever needs them, and maybe a kiss on the forehead when he's really worried about her.

Whenever the other has nightmares or has trouble sleeping, they're welcome in each other's rooms.

Lyney knows not to touch Lynette's kitty features. But whenever he does do it on purpose, it's always in a teasing fashion.

They are cute. They are popular, as such they earn themselves a good bout of admirers here and there.

Whenever a guy tries hitting on Lynette Lyney is quick to the rescue. That is unless he actually sees that Lynette is enjoying the company. Even so he's keeping a very watchful eye.

Whenever Lyney gets hit on... Lynette abandons him. Even when he's asking for her help, what could she do? She just huffs and watches in amusement.

But if she overhears a few girls actually thinking of going out with her brother, she's quick to step up and give them warnings. And proceeds to drive the maidens away if she doesn't think they are worthy.

"you sure about going out with my brother? Y'know, he snores alot."

Lyney is the one who spends their money on clothes for them.

"Look at this dress Lynette! Wouldn't you look adorable in it?" / "Isn't that kinda pricey?" / "No price is too high for my sister to look her best~"

Lynette has to bonk him into not spending too much of their money.

Card games. Card games. Card games.

Occassionaly Lyney would find himself staring at how expressive Lynette's tail is. But he's quick to avert his eyes whenever she might catch him looking.

They do each other's make up.

[wilcze-kudly]

Hmmm asks about the Beifong babies.....

What do you reckon was Bataar Jr's final straw that turned him against his parents?

Do Wing and Wei ever pretend to be the other, can people tell?

What is Opal's favorite genre of book?

What is one very unartistic thing Huan enjoys that would surprise people?

I think Baatar Jr's resentment for his family had been growing for a while before he left. I'd say maybe the feeling of resentment grew much faster after Opal got her airbending? I wouldn't say he'd want bending perse. But definitely seeing the sister he probably shared this sense of kinship with (since they were the only nonbender kids) thrive as a bender would be constantly poking at a sore spot.

And at the same time he's met with the golden opportunity to prove himself. To step out of his father's shadow and prove himself just as, if not more capable as his siblings? He JUMPED.

I think the twins would do this a few times, especially when they were younger. I headcanon that Wing would do it more for practical jokes and pranks while Wei would absolutely do it to get out of trouble. I don't think a lot of people are actually good at telling them apart, especially when they're trying to pass as each other. I think Kuvira and Huan would be the best at telling them apart.

Baatar Jr can't tell for shit. I think he sorta sees them as more of a unit, since I can see him bearing a bit of hostility and jealousy towarss them. They're everything he isn't.

Opal's fave genre of book is adventure! She loves stories about scrappy wanderers and galant heroes braving the great unknown! All her life, she's longed to be like them, and to see the whole wide world and help the needy!

She also has a huge amount of cheesy romance books, but they're not actually hers. She's 'safekeeping' them for Wing, who's big on romance novels, but is too embarassed to keep them in his and Wei's room.

Hmmm... Huan actually likes taking care of kids, even though he acts like he hates it. He's good with kids and actually treats them as equals. He finds them interesting and calls childish scribbles the purest form of art. After the Earth Empire, he would often volunteer to take care of kids touched by the war and give free art lessons and workshops.

He also likes gardening. He yells at the plants, however.

Thank you for the asks love! I'm always so freaking HYPED to talk about Su's kids!