#i like.... the zem. ze is cute

[nenestansunsthings]

art for my mc in @fell-star-if 's amazing game!! it was super fun to play i 100 percent recommend it

this is lospearl! ze's a really tiny lunacy harbinger who's more or less indifferent about the world overall. i wanted to go with a more alien vibe for zir design, rather than the usual angel or plant stuff i use! (that and the bit where ze looks up and realizes there aren't any stars in the sky just Hit me for some reason. that must have felt so empty.)

ze doesn't really care about shian, but ze's polite enough to the child anyway. might as well keep them content, it doesn't matter in the long run. very little does.

rather than ears, ze has dangly antennae! its a weird thought i had, but i like it. i also really like the skull mask.

[rance-ed]

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[my-sibling-wears-a-muumuu]

This Punk, the feelin' that you stay for

I made a fic with kobra and peach (my character) critique me if you want, interact if you want

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"You're.... new?"

The new person stared at Party, eyes wide. Kobra's arm slung around their shoulders. Ghoul and Jet sat across from both, all holding the only set of playing cards in the diner.

The new kid held out a hand, chipped black nail polish decorated their finger nails. They had on Kobra's fingerless glove, he had the other one still. They wore a woven bracelet, it was various shades of green. And bad luck beads all down to the mid arm.

"Peach Spider, and your kob's siblin' right? Party Poison?"

"Yah," Party answered as they took xer hand, shook a little, and dropped it. "You uh, runnin from the city?"

"The handshake made it a little obvious, huh?" Peach said, putting their hand back on the table

"So, uh, what've you two done today?"

Jet giggled, "And last night!"

"They stayed the night?"

"Ze did," Ghoul answered, "You woulda know had your cute ass stayed here. Which, where were you last night honey buns?"

"I- What I was doing doesn't matter, ze stayed the night?"

"Hah, you coulda heard in the fucking city!" Jet added.

"He was not that loud," Peach said, "American Idiot mighta heard us in zone 2-"

"None of that was you?!" Ghoul exclaimed to Peach, disbelief in his voice he spoke to Kobra, "Your a fucking bottom!?"

"Bottom is a bit- I can't fight it anymore." Kobra tried, and failed to defend himself.

"Well-" Party started, "I'm gonna let you all get back to your-" they made a hand motion, "-game, have fun, don't fuck, in a little I'm gonna go pick up kid."

When they were finished they left the diner, and walked to the other portion of the diner. The diner had a Mechanic's shop and motel attached to it. They walked to their own motel room.

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A few minutes had passed since party left for their room.

"Dude your a bottom?" Ghoul said suddenly. "Woulda pinned you for a top, little man."

"And loud? Like, your so... quiet, all the time, like you never speak." Jet added.

"Well," Peach spoke up, "I like my lover a little loud. Ya know?"

"Sometimes only havin to only make noise is nice." Kobra said. "Lotta effort goes into topping."

"Yeah but you were like, super fucking loud, how do you have all of that in ya? Like...?" Jet asked.

"I dunno." Kobra mumbled, "Can we not dive into this any further?"

"I mean, sure, little man, but i heard you two rooms down!" Ghoul said before dropping the topic.

Off in the distance a school bus was approaching, it was covered in art. The tires were kicking up the sand and dirt on the road.

"Oh shit!" Peach exclaimed before rushing to get out of the seat, they rushed out the door to kobra's room.

"What was all of that about, little dude?" Jet asked, a hint of worry in her tone.

"Zer apart of the fun bus crew. Dirt and Neon are comin' to get zem." Kobra said, putting his last card down, "Also, I win, fuck you." With that he got out from the booth, and went to his room where peach was.

[sukipershipper]

Are you doing just Bear and Hondo ones?

If not could I maybe. *Taps fingers together sheepishly*

Get the boxers freaking out over fem mac’s first date? [You totally don’t have to! Just have that Fem mac brain rot rn lol plus I’d love to see more content on her heheh]

Ofc! I can try and make some up with the others.

Also, I feel that, we love some good Ole vBrain Rot. Fem little Mac is so based. The AI gave ne a really cute interaction and omg I melted reading this. Not exactly what I know you wanted but I think it's still really cute.

Enjoy!

Once upon a time in the colorful world of Punch Out, a young and determined female boxer named Little Mac had been training day and night to become the best in the ring. Her unwavering dedication and fierce punches had earned her the respect and admiration of her fellow male boxers. One sunny afternoon, as the boxing gym echoed with the rhythmic sound of punches hitting punching bags, Little Mac received an unexpected message on her phone. It was an invitation for a date from a charming young man named Jake. Little Mac couldn't believe her eyes. She had never been on a date before, and the idea both thrilled and intimidated her. With a mix of excitement and nerves, she approached her trainer, Doc Louis, to share the news. Little Mac: "Hey, Doc! You won't believe it. I've been asked on a date by Jake!" Doc Louis turned around, a twinkle in his eyes, and his trademark smile stretched across his face. Doc Louis: "Well, Little Mac, that's fantastic news! Looks like you've knocked out more than just your opponents in the ring. How do you feel about it?" Little Mac: "Honestly, Doc, I'm excited, but also nervous. I've never been on a date before. What if I mess it up?" Doc Louis chuckled, his deep voice resonating through the gym. Doc Louis: "Listen, Little Mac, just remember what you've learned in the ring. Stay focused, be yourself, and give it your all. Dates are just like fights. You gotta find the rhythm and dodge those awkward moments." As word of Little Mac's upcoming date spread through the gym, her boxing buddies couldn't help but chime in. Bald Bull, the boisterous Turkish boxer, raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. Bald Bull: "Well, well, well, Little Miss Mac finally has a date! I guess there's more to you than just punches, huh? Make sure to show Jake how strong you are!" King Hippo, his towering figure overshadowing the others, grinned widely. King Hippo: "Good for you, Little Mac! But remember, no matter how the date goes, you're always a champion in the ring. Just like me!" Piston Hondo, the honorable Japanese warrior, nodded in agreement. Piston Hondo: "Little Mac-san, a date is like a spar. You approach it with discipline and respect. Trust yourself, and it will all work out." Von Kaiser, the proud German boxer, stepped forward, adjusting his mustache with a mischievous smile. Von Kaiser: "A date? Ach, Little Mac, you're making us all proud! Show zem zat you can fight in ze ring and win ze heart!" With the encouragement and playful banter of her boxing comrades, Little Mac felt a surge of confidence. She prepared herself mentally and physically for the date with Jake, realizing that her journey to become a champion had given her the strength to conquer any challenge, even matters of the heart. And so, on the night of the date, Little Mac put on her finest attire, stood tall, and made her way to meet Jake. As she walked away, the boxers exchanged knowing glances and shared a mixture of excitement and pride for their friend. In the end, Little Mac's first date turned out to be a success. Just like in the ring, she showed determination, resilience, and her true spirit. And though her fellow boxers continued their intense training, they knew that sometimes, even the toughest fighters needed a moment to find love outside the ring.

[enchantingcoffeecheesecake]

BIG UPDATE! :D

Did a LOT of gameplay today, so a lot of things happened! To start off, we had the final days of the twins as children, and they worked together on homework, projects, and became even closer than before.

Alice aged up with the Painter Extraordinaire aspiration (how did I guess that would happen? Even with the random selection lmao) and added the whimsical trait to hir traits!

Devon aged up with the Renaissance Sim aspiration (following after Bridget's footsteps) and added on the bookworm trait!

Both of them invited their best friends over to celebrate their birthday. Alice invited Ashly Delgato over and Devon invited Nani Kealoha. All four of them had a great time, and Ashly and Devon were super cute and flirting just about the whole time while Alice and Ashly raved over their favorite authors and what music they liked.

Following this, Devon sat down with Nani and talked with her about his confusion regarding his gender identity. After receiving some advice and some suggestions, Devon began playing around with more feminine presentation and using she/they pronouns (they aged up with the feminine clothing presentation, so it made this a touch more obvious). She also decided to talk with Alice more about this, considering Alice was more than proud of hir gender identity already. Alice was incredibly accepting and so happy Devon decided to share this with zem. Alice asked her if she was going to change her name, and honestly Devon isn't sure yet, and is fine with still going by Devon.

Devon asked for Alice's help in speaking with their moms regarding this, and ze was more than happy to help! Alice spoke with both of them (while drawing, classic Alice), and they were both eager to accept and support Devon in her gender exploration.

Immediately following this, we had Love Day!

Both Ashly and Nani showed up separately to visit, and things settled in in such a straightforward way I was shocked to be completely honest.

Devon laid it on thick with the flirtation and affection, and very quickly got their first kiss.

And then almost IMMEDIATELY after offered to woohoo in the shower and MCCC let me know that because Nani's family is too big the PREGNANCY she had after this was removed Oh My God Devon can you NOT I wasn't ready for that omfg

ANYWAY Alice and Ashly were over there on the couch being all cute and cuddling after flirting quite a bit, and Alice asked Ashly out on a date! They went to Pupperstone Park and had an ADORABLE first date, where Alice had hir first kiss (and then hir first Kiss In The Rain, and Passionate Kiss). Safe to say, they're quite happy together!

Quite a lot! And heavy focus on the Twins this time for obvious reasons, but it was a great update! I'm excited for what's to come!

[pridewishes]

hi! not sure if this is okay to send or if this is the kind of thing you're hoping for so feel free not to answer, but what are some little things you like about your partners? maybe like unique traits you love that they might not really think about! please gush as much as you'd like, we love love <3

this is lovely and cute. it's just me (host) answering for now since idk if anyone else feels comfortable or wants to talk and ill use emojis for my partners as to not just blurt out their names or anything personal <3 ill put this under a readmore since ik most followers don't care much abt this kinda thing

📼 - very bright to everyone and extremely friendly and caring. it does it's best with everything it encounters and always does it's very best to keep things on the brightside which I truly admire. he's always been a positive driving force for me and motivated me to do things with my life I never thought I was capable of

📿 - she's always doing her best to be a loving and positive beacon of light for people and it's very motivating. i admire that while they're very sweet they never let that make them a doormat for anyone and stands up for literally everyone. she's so strong and i want to be like her in that way.

💄 - my real evil villain wife but really she's just so kind deep down. she doesn't show it really to anyone but i know how soft her voice can get when she really cares and how gentle she gets. it's really nice to know how loved and well taken care of you are when with her. she always knows what to do and how to help and it's so comforting. whenever im stressed and tired i think she helps a lot with how affectionate she is to me

💼 - he's one of the most loving husband's anyone could ask for. he's amazing with kids and will always listen when you really need it. he's patient and funny and one of the best listeners. whenever i just want to decompress he's one i look to often. he's so kind and so sweet.

⚰️ - really i can think of not many people who get my deep interworkings quite like mun does. i know opposites attract but mun and i can relate to a lot of things about eachother but i think that really helps make us work. he's not afraid to give it to me straight and give me what i need to hear, not want to hear. they were there for me at my worst and i was there at their worst too but we worked on ourselves and are both amazing people now. im very proud of mun and everything mun's done to work on munself.

🔎 - afraid of their own shadow sometimes i think but one of the most clever people i know. they're very sweet and laugh at my jokes even if they aren't that good or I'm just being stupid. he's always looking at things from angles i never thought about and he's also another wonderful listener. you can tell them just about anything and they always offer ideas to help figure things out. he's very admirable and a wonderful sweet person

🩹 - as much as i think he wants to kill me he's one of the funniest people i know. he's very stubborn and can be jokingly mean but i always know he means well and wants to understand me. they're wonderful to share interests with and i think despite our joking banter we get along well and share some very deep things with eachother

⚡️ - there's nobody I'd rather spend a good time with than zem. ze always knows how to make me laugh or just feel better no matter what's going on. i think discovering how good they are with kids was another great thing about them. he's always good at bringing people's moods up and going with the flow for the most part which I wish I was even slightly good at doing. They're a real dork but my dork and my goofball so it's wonderful. we've also shared some pretty deep and personal things and ze knows when to get serious but they're just wonderful.

🐈 - he really is my husband and we are forever meant to be together. we don't completely understand one another and are a bit different but that's alright. he's always been patient with me and done his best to see where I'm coming from in how I am with things. He doesn't like opening up but I do my best to be patient and listen when he's ready. I love my special moments of making him genuinely laugh or smile about even the smallest things. He's a treasure to me and means the absolute world to me.

🎥 - she is the absolute cutest on the entire planet and I want to eat her up. i didn't think I'd develop feelings for him but I'm really glad I did and I'm glad we're together even if it's only been a little while. hes told me he feels like we're soulmates a few times now and i think it's genuinely so cute. she has a weird sense of humor and can be a little freak but that's what makes her so very endearing to me. i just want her around constantly and she's so comfortable to snuggle with she's wonderful.

[limey-writes]

Hi! I absolutely love your TF2 match-ups and stories, they're so cute! If you're not too busy, could I get a match-up as well? But if you can't and/or I'm too similar to someone else you've already done, don't worry about it. I hope your day is going well! :) /gen /lh

My names are Rowen, Arcade, Enzyme, Omni, and Charlie! I'm a comorbid (ADHD + Autism), genderfluid, and polyamorous person (so if you have a toss-up or think I fit with multiple mercs, I'd date more than one). My pronoun sets are (They/Them) and (Ze/Zer/Zem/Zey). I also kinda "collect" more names and pronoun sets as I go. If there's a cool name or word that I like, or if I feel that another set of pronouns describe me as well, then bam! Mine now bitch lmao! I'm 5'7, chubby, have brown and purple hair, and use contacts and black glasses. /lh

First up, my comorbidity sort of makes me who I am in a way. If I don't know you or I'm in a place that I don't go to a lot, I heavily mask my symptoms and am a completely different person; stand-offish, quiet, observant. Once I trust you though, I let down my guard down bit by bit until I know that you and/or the place I'm in is safe. After that, I'm the loudest, most fucking unhinged person you've ever met (unless you're a merc, then I'm slightly more tolerable lmao). But I can get overstimulated too if somewhere/something is too loud. It's a very fine line. Also, as you can see, I use tone tags so that there's as little miscommunication as possible. /lh

Unmasked, I vocal stim all the time, ranging from talking to myself, to making weird noises, to repeating phrases/singing a song over and over. Sometimes I make hand gestures as well, acting out little scenarios in my head by myself or whenever I'm in thought. I also think I'm one of the funniest fucking people to exist, making myself laugh all the time with references that I'm not sure the mercs would get if they're cut off from the internet LMAO. My "feral"/unhinged-ness comes from the fact that I have severe cute-aggression, where if I find something cute then I want to either squeeze/crush/destroy it. Also if I get excited about something, depending on what it is I either hop in place, get the zoomies, or quite literally start barking and/or do this motion while growling:

For clothing/gender-presenting, I (would like to) have a bit of range. I love punk in general, as well as two sub-genres "steampunk" and "clownpunk", wanting to be threatening yet kinda soft at the same time. Think big platform combat boots with purple and yellow laces (bonus points if the mercs know lace code), black make-up, spikes 'n shit. I also love being camp and dressing in ways that absolutely set off even the most sheltered, white evangelical Christian/Mormon/Amish person's gaydar, especially if the outfit isn't stereotypical. And I *want* to dress and present feminine more, truly I do - it gets exhausting being only masc/non-binary at times. My only problem is that because I'm AFAB, people tend to not respect my pronouns and then make me feel dysphoric, so if my match(es) could help reassure me, I'd really appreciate that. /gen /srs

For my hobbies and interests, it really depends. I pick up and put down stuff so often, I can never tell if something I start to like is just another hyperfixation or if I truly want it as a staple of myself. What I *do* know is that I'm an artist, writer, and aspiring animator, even if I'm going through the world's longest creative block right now. I love video games and I'm also a spiritual person, being a baby pagan/witch. I do divination with tarot, I'm learning spells, and working with different deities to help me through my journey. Astrology plays a little bit into it as well, but only a little. I also love language!! I love the way people talk, and would love to learn more than English if I wasn't so burnt out. I know a little Spanish and Scots, and can replicate accents pretty quickly. I've also started cooking and baking, and would like to get into computer stuff, mostly software and coding but a little hardware wouldn't hurt. I also drink a bit and smoke Ms. Mary Jane, and would love to have a hotbox sesh with someone. /pos /gen

Last but absolutely NOT least, relationship stuff. My one big thing is: communication, communication, COMMUNICATION. I fucking hate it when someone gets broody/upset with me and then doesn't tell me what's wrong. How the hell am I supposed to know something if you didn't tell me about it? I'm very upfront and honest about what I want and who I am - and tbh I think that comes through in the fact that this ask is fuckin' ginormous LMAO. Some of this should probably stay private but whatever, I'm here for ACCURACY LMAO. But yeah, communication is my biggest thing and I'm super open to any discussion, serious, kinky, vulnerable, you name it. /gen /srs /pos

Along with that, I like to think of myself as a very affectionate person, even if the ways I show it are a little unorthodox. Sometimes I'm a bit more mundane; cooking, cleaning, spending time with them and doing various activities. Other times it can shine through in different ways, such as sending them videos/memes/posts I think they'd like, sitting in comfortable silence while we do our own thing, biting, and playfully bullying them with banter like "I'm gonna kick your ass!". I also do this thing where I hit my forehead against someone and say "Bonk". /lh /pos

So, uh, yeah. That's literally everything anyone would ever need to know about me, LMAO. Sorry for the long ask, I just like to be accurate. And I know that I'm a little hard to pin down, so just as a reminder, I'm polyamorous! I don't mind (and kinda prefer, but please don't stress yourself out) if I match with more than one. I hope you have as much fun writing for my match(es) as much as I did delving into my own psyche and writing it out!! But if you wanna/have to skip me, that's totally understandable. Please take care of yourself. <3 /gen /pos /lh

You've been chosen!!! Thank you for the detail, I hope you enjoy your new match and thank you for your patience!

I match you with...

Scout, Sniper, & Demo!

You fit perfectly amongst these three, of course they appreciate and love you for who you are and genuinely will fight anyone that misgenders you ofc. So lets break things down and give you a broader feel of the relationship! At first Demo might approach you, due to his friendly nature he just wants to do his best to make you feel comfortable and give you some sort of middle ground rather than you feeling out of place in a crowded spot. He'd start out complimenting your hair and strike up a conversation from there. Demo is the type of guy to somehow make friends with anyone so I'm sure he would somehow do his best to give you the best him he can muster. He talks to you about anything and everything, this man is the master of communication and will be upfront about all the things on his mind. Definitely gifts you flowers all the time and will constantly tell you how they ain't as pretty as your smile <3

Scout came soon after, the excitement riddled lad is ready to throw hands with anybody who tries dissing you, he's so full of love for you that he would gladly go feral along with you. He could walk in on you doing that image exactly and he'd root you on as the supportive man he is. Will remember each one of your names flawlessly, but will ask for help writing them just because he likes the way they look on paper, even if he can't read them too well. Oh man this man loves any sort of love you give him, he loves to bonk you back and gets very excited whenever any sort of banter comes up, this is Scout, of course he'd get super happy with any little loving bullying you guys did together. He tries to help a lot when you are cooking, though just be sure to keep an eye on him so he won't accidentally burn anything.

Now Sniper, we all know he likes to keep to himself, so it takes him a little bit to warm up to you. He's observant, and very blunt, so you can definitely trust he'll let you know if something is up! He can get when you need a moment for yourself or just need space entirely, he knows when to back up and give you a moment, and also when to swoop in and give you a lil smooch on the forehead bc he loves you (: he loves how different your styles are, and however you wanted to dress he absolutely hypes you up in his own ways. Anyone fucking with you either gets a bullet or a death glare by this lanky man, he plays no games when it comes to respecting you and your boundaries! Sniper definitely can relate to the feeling of needing to put up a front when first meeting someone, so he'll also take a bit to be able to come out of his shell and turn into the snuggly guy he is deep down and show you all sorts of forms of affection, he definitely does a lot of small things for you that he tries showing affection with but he's trying his best!

With the three together, you get a big bundle of love wrapped in a pretty bow for you! The trio love to plan together ways just to make you happy, Sniper ending up being the one that has to pull the other two out of some sticky situations that they may or may not pull you into. Scout loves to take lead and show off how great you are to anyone that's out in public, holds your hand and happily uses any pronouns you give him, in fact he even gets Demo to also join in telling anyone just about how wonderful you are as a partner to them. Can and will talk anyone's ear off about it, they are always ready to shower you with love and affection! Sniper is also very affectionate while the two are yelling their love, he on the other hand is much more subtle about it, holding hands, putting his hat on you, he's really sweet and gentle regardless so its always the best of all worlds! They'd definitely partake in cuddle piles, Sniper builds a pillow fort for everyone to enjoy time inside of, no one else allowed without the password that Scout made up on the spot...and forgot when he went to get snacks. Regardless, you've found yourself in a big bundle of love and support!

[qzwrites]

Ayla’s Side part 3

Two years after the shipwreck, Mara and Nic got married. Ayla wondered how obvious it was to everyone else that Nic was humoring Mara. After all, it wasn't like anything changed after the wedding. They'd been living together since the shipwreck, and having sex since they got back from the church's prison island. But it was a good excuse for a party, and Mara was excited about being married. Danny and Chiamaka worked for weeks to make fancy suits for Nic and Mara, and Nan bullied Ayla into letting her make Ayla a new dress.

Ayla was not especially surprised to find Nic drawing up expansion plans for their house shortly thereafter. Not for the common room they'd discussed when ze first built Ayla's room, but for a nursery attached to zeir and Mara's bedroom.

"Something I should know?" she asked, startling zem.

Nic spun around on zeir stool to face Ayla, blushing. "No," ze said. "I mean, not yet. That is, we haven't talked about it, but...Mara obviously wants kids."

That was true. Some of the traders who brought the village things like fabric in exchange for the products of the mine and village sailed around with their whole families in a sort of flotilla, a traveling marketplace, and Mara had immediately attached himself to the gang of children and their minders. The traders had been delighted to have a non-family adult to look after their kids while they were in port, and Mara had shamelessly used his powers to entertain them. The trader kids found it endlessly entertaining to watch Mara chop down trees without an axe and turn stones to powder in mid-air. He let them crawl all over him, and walked around more than once each visit with three or four kids literally hanging off him.

Possibly because he was technically younger than some of the children, and had asked the questions himself recently, Mara was very good at explaining things to them. He taught one of the kids how to do fire magic, which Ayla had never seen Mara use outside of his little spark trick, and which the child's family had been astonished by, because they hadn't realized any of their kids had magical talent.

(Mara had stared at the gathered adults, then pointed out several of them who he said also had magical potential, and asked if they wanted him to teach them as well.)

The week after the seafaring marketplace left, Mara went around asking everyone in the village questions about when their parents had them and how many children were with them in the villages they grew up in. It was, in fact, obvious he wanted children.

"Do you want kids?" Ayla asked Nic.

"He was so cute with them," Nic said, blushing deeper. "And if we want this village to survive, we've got to start having kids. We're the only couple out of the survivors, so it makes sense for us to start."

"Don't have kids for the good of the village," Ayla said, frowning. "If you don't want them, I'm sure Mara would be just as happy being a nosy uncle."

Nic laughed, and said, "I don't think there's any way to avoid that. As soon as anyone else has children, he's going to be spoiling them rotten. But..." Ze rubbed the back of zeir neck and failed to meet Ayla's eyes. "You know, one reason I never bothered to tell my parents I didn't especially want to be a girl is that I did always want children. I didn't want them to think they wouldn't have grandchildren."

That didn't actually make much sense, but Ayla knew Nic's parents had been killed years before her own village was raided. Nic wouldn't have been that old. Ayla did the math once, and Nic had been around fifteen when zeir parents died. Ayla knew she hadn't exactly been good at articulating herself to her family at fifteen. She hadn't been able to get them to believe she was never going to be interested in sex until she was eighteen. Before that, they all insisted she was still too young, she hadn't met the right person, she would change her mind, and so on. The grandchildren thing had certainly been part of it for them.

"Okay, good," Ayla said. "I didn't really want to try and figure out a way to kick Mara's ass if he was pressuring you."

Nic laughed. "Ayla," ze said, "if he thought you had a point, he'd just let you."

"Ugh, he would," Ayla said, and rolled her eyes. "It is disgusting how much he loves you. Hey, Chiamaka'll be thrilled she finally gets to show off her midwife training."

"Oh, I forgot about that," Nic said. "That is good. Especially since Mara's magical prodigy status doesn't extend to healing magic."

"We should probably start making baby clothes and collecting rags for diapers," Ayla said. "Real diaper linen would be best, obviously, but I haven't seen any in the ships that have come by. Of course, I wasn't looking."

"Oh, babies do make way more mess than adults, or even bigger kids," Nic said. Ze pursed zeir lips and frowned. "I wish we could get a hold of some flax or hemp seed."

"That's still a lot of processing work," Ayla said. "Although, I bet Mara wouldn't mind the breaking or scutching."

"Yeah, I don't think he could help with weaving or spinning, but beating grass until it's fiber is right up his alley," Nic said. Ze drummed zeir fingers on the desktop. "Isn't hemp basically a weed? Why haven't we found any?"

"The Arizedoans used to burn flax fields," Ayla said. "Maybe they burned hemp too."

"Still," Nic said, "you'd think some would have survived."

"We should ask the next traders who come through," Ayla said. "Being able to make our own fabric and better rope would be very helpful."

Nic frowned. "You know," ze said slowly, "I think I've heard about people making fabric from nettles. There's plenty of those in the marshy parts of the forest."

"Is that safe?" Ayla asked.

"The stingy parts should only be on the outside of the plant," Nic said. "I'm sure once you're retting it, it's just like linen or hemp."

That made sense. Plenty of plants with spiny stalks were edible, after all. "We could probably get Mara to gather some," Ayla said. "I'm sure he can just decide not to get stung."

"I bet he can," Nic said. "Awful."

"Terrible," Ayla agreed. "How could you marry such a monster?"

"I have it on good authority that I need supervision," Nic said, and Ayla laughed.

*

Ayla was laying mostly on top of Mara with her head on his chest, his arms wrapped solidly around her waist, when the door swung open and Nic walked in. Ayla stiffened and tried to jerk out of Mara's arms, but he held her fast.

Nic didn't appear to notice. Ze kicked off zeir boots and wrung out zeir hair over the rag rug, then tromped across the room to the bed.

"Everything go okay?" Mara asked, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Like he had not even the slightest qualm about his spouse finding him naked and holding another person in their bed.

"Technically," Nic said with a shrug. "Could've gone better, but it could've gone worse, too. Ayla," ze said, proving that ze had not somehow failed to notice Ayla sprawled across zeir husband, "do you mind if I take the rest of my clothes off? I don't want to get the bed wet."

"It's your bed," Ayla said.

"You're in it right now," Nic said, already pulling off zeir shirt. "Seems like it's relevant to you."

Ayla didn't know what to say to that.

Nic shimmied out of zeir damp trousers, then crawled under the quilt without throwing it back and exposing Ayla and Mara to the chill air. "Oh," ze said, brushing against Ayla's back. Zeir hand was cold. "You're warm." Ze pressed up against Ayla's side, wrapping an arm around her waist, clasping Mara's forearm where they met.

Ayla asked, "You're not at all bothered by me being naked in Mara's arms?"

"Should I be?" Nic asked. "I mean, it's not like you're a stranger."

Ayla huffed. Again, she felt that mix of reassurance and resentment. No, obviously her being naked in Mara's arms with her face on his bare chest didn't mean she was going to have sex with him. She wouldn't do that to either of them even if she was any more interested in sex now than she had been at the height of puberty. Still, the automatic dismissal of the possibility rankled.

"I told you there's always a place for you in our bed," Mara said. "However you want it."

Ayla flushed. She knew he didn't mean that the way it sounded, but it still sounded pretty nice. Not to do, but to have the option. She wished she could believe him.

"Oh," Nic said, sounding embarrassed. So ze heard it, too. Then ze said, "Yeah, of course," and kissed the back of Ayla's shoulder. Ayla's flush deepened, because she knew Nic did know what ze was offering. Did ze realize they weren't on the same page with this? Ze said, "I just assumed you wanted that sweet skin-to-skin cuddling."

"I did," Ayla said. "I just...it wouldn't be weird for you to be upset. Coming home and finding your husband naked in bed with someone else."

"Again," Nic said, "you're not a stranger. You're our best friend. Even if you wanted to seduce Mara, I don't think you'd feel the need to steal him."

Ayla hid her face in Mara's chest. He chuckled. Maybe he did know what it sounded like, after all.

Nic snuggled closer against Ayla's back, pressing against her so ze could stretch over to get a kiss from Mara. "This is nice," ze said, settling back down. "Have you done this before?"

"Yeah," Mara said.

"Mm," Nic said. "Good. I'm too busy to give Mara all the cuddles he wants."

"If we let him hang off one of us around the clock, he still wouldn't have as much cuddles as he wants," Ayla said, making them both laugh.

"Indiyit didn't know it," Mara said, "but the point of a physical form is to get hugs."

"You are going to be the most overbearing dad," Ayla muttered.

"Honestly part of why I figured we'd be having more than one," Nic said. "He can't smother multiple children at once."

"Don't count on it," Ayla muttered.

"Hey," Mara said. "I'll have to leave the kids alone sometimes. For instance, when I drag one or both of you to bed."

"Don't say it like that," Ayla said, flushing again.

Mara stroked her back. "Don't worry," he murmured, "I'll only drag you to bed for things you want to be dragged to bed for."

"I wasn't worried," Ayla said. A little confused, perhaps, but not worried. Mara hadn't so much as brought up the idea of kissing her since Ayla said she would think about it, and it had been months now. He always asked if Ayla wanted skin contact before he took off any of his clothes. She wouldn't be so confused if he wasn't so considerate. If Ayla thought there was even the slightest possibility of Mara copping a feel, she wouldn't want to do this. But she was secure in the knowledge that he wouldn't do anything without checking first that it was okay with her, which made it much harder to understand why she got so flustered when one of them implied Ayla was in the same category as Nic. She wasn't. She knew that. Nic and Mara were married, were trying to have a baby, and Ayla was just their friend. Their best friend, but still, that was different from a spouse.

"Good," Nic said. Ze took a deep, contented breath, and snuggled in yet closer, draping zeir legs over Ayla's so ze could be against both Mara and Ayla's sides. "This is really nice."

*

Nic didn't actually get a nursery built before ze got pregnant. At least, not one for them. Nan found out she was pregnant shortly after Nic and Mara started trying, and when she decided to keep it, Nic spent all zeir free time trying to make everything Nan might possibly need as a single mother. Even after ze was pregnant as well, Nic devoted far more time to setting things up for Nan than for zemself.

"She doesn't have anyone to help her," Nic said, sitting on the ground with a bucket, weaving bark strips into a sturdy, baby-sized basket. "I've got Mara and you."

"Oh, you just assume I'm going to be helping you?" Ayla joked. She pulled a bark strip out of the bucket and put in another dry one.

Nic rolled zeir eyes, smiling. "Like you could let Mara out-busybody you," ze said.

Which was rude as well as entirely fair.

By the time Nic was heavily pregnant, ze was complaining almost non-stop. Not outside, but around the house where only Ayla and Mara could hear zem. Not that ze didn't also complain when ze was outside the house, but ze was quieter about it, and held in some of the annoyances. Ayla was one of the privileged few to hear Nic whine about every single aspect of pregnancy, from the way zeir feet hurt to the way ze always had to pee, to the way zeir boobs doubled in size and were sore for months on end.

Ayla had to take Mara aside about seven months in and tell him to stop fussing so much. "I know ze's not usually like this," Ayla said, "but you need to pretend Nic is me for the next couple months." Mara frowned, and Ayla hurried to add, "Ze just needs to complain. You're not going to solve all zeir problems when the problem is 'existing while pregnant'."

"But it's partially my fault," Mara said, looking wretched.

Sometimes Ayla wished Mara hadn't murdered his High Priest/father figure, because it would be so fucking funny for Indiyit to see the avatar of his god looking miserable about not being able to make his pregnant spouse feel better. Ayla put her hands on Mara's biceps, because she couldn't comfortably reach his shoulders without going up on her toes or being right up against his chest. "Mara," she said. "Nic had a good idea what this was going to be like. Ze wanted to do this. Sure, now ze knows it was a mistake, but that doesn't make it less zeir decision. But you're going to have to learn to let people cry it out sooner or later, because you've got a baby on the way. Sometimes folks just need to bitch."

Mara continued to frown. "Chiamaka said it would help if I took care of zem as much as possible," he said.

"Taking care of is different from fussing," Ayla said. "Bringing zem water or rubbing zeir feet is taking care of zem. Dropping whatever you're doing whenever ze makes a noise is fussing. It's not like you can piss for zem."

Mara pouted.

Ayla patted his arm. "I know," she said. "I know it's hard when ze's miserable. But running yourself ragged doesn't help zem. You've gotta take care of yourself, too, because when this baby comes, Nic's going to be out of it for a few days at least. The baby's going to need a parent who isn't completely exhausted."

"That's true," Mara said, although he was still kind of pouting.

"Go get some water from the pump and the tin tub so ze can soak zeir feet if ze wants," Ayla said. "I'll see if we have any more of that juice ze likes in the cold chest. Do nice things, but let zem complain."

"Okay," Mara said. As always, he looked calmer now that he had instructions. Well, instructions he trusted; he didn't exactly look calm when anyone other than her or Nic tried to tell him what to do. He bent down and kissed her forehead. "Thanks, Ayla."

*

Kissing was nice. Chaste, close-mouthed kisses like the ones her parents used to give her were pleasant, which Ayla had already known. She liked it when Nic or Mara kissed her cheek or her forehead. She didn't mind it when Nan or Danny did it, either; although Ayla's friends in her first village had not really done it, it didn't seem like something that would lead to misunderstandings about the nature of their relationship. Ayla rarely initiated it, but she rather liked going in for a hug and coming away with a kiss on the cheek as well.

So it was not surprising that Mara kissing her like that, but on her lips, was also pleasant. The way Mara cradled her head in his hands to do so, like Ayla was something precious, was also nice, although she felt a little guilty about enjoying it. That felt like it was veering into territory that really ought to be reserved for Nic, even if Nic and Mara seemed to disagree.

Ayla was a little surprised to like the way open-mouthed kissing felt. She had much more sympathy for Mara's apparent reluctance to go without it. Their lips moving against each other, their breaths mingling, was intoxicatingly intimate. It made Ayla feel like she was cracked open.

The first time they tried it, she pulled away after only a few moments, and rolled over so her back was to Mara.

"No good?" Mara asked, snuggling into her back.

Ayla shook her head. Too good, she thought but did not say. Even if Mara was sure Nic wouldn't mind, even if they both assured Ayla she was welcome in their bed, they wouldn't think that if they knew how much Ayla wanted it. She couldn't believe this was how everyone felt about their friends, even their best friends. She must be crossing some line, enjoying this the way she did.

But she was only human, and sometimes she thought: if they didn't know, it wouldn't hurt them. So Ayla did sometimes give in to her desire to feel wanted and important, and kissed Mara. Not often, not as much as she wanted to now that she knew how nice it was, but more often than she knew she should.

*

"Ayla," Nic said, a few days after Hari was born. Ze didn't look quite so worn out anymore, but ze was still a far cry from the bright-eyed, enthusiastic tinkerer Ayla was used to. Ze was also still wearing a skirt, which Ayla had expected zem to ditch as soon as possible, because ze only gave in and wore them when zeir trousers would no longer stay up. Nic sighed and said, "I have an embarrassing favor to ask you."

"I'm sure it's not that bad," Ayla said, putting aside her yarn. The crochet wasn't going that well anyway; she wished hadn't completely pulled apart the little demonstration square the old lady had shown her in order to reuse the yarn.

"It's pretty bad," ze said. Ze fidgeted, shifting zeir weight from side to side. "I'd ask Mara to do it, but he just got Hari to sleep, and they're both conked out."

"So it's a toilet thing," Ayla guessed. Nic flushed. Ayla rolled her eyes and said, "Nic, you just gave birth, only a jerk would expect everything to be hunky-dory down there."

"Okay, yeah," Nic said, although ze still blushed a bit. "I have to poop and I'm going to need help cleaning up."

"Was that so hard?" Ayla asked. She got to her feet. "Look, all we have to do is give Mara food poisoning or something that gives him the runs, and then I will have cleaned up poop of all three members of your family."

Nic laughed, covering zeir face with one hand. "Ayla!" ze choked out.

"Well you couldn't do it right now, you just had a baby," Ayla said. She grabbed Nic's elbow and looped her arm through it. Ze still looked a little shaky on zeir feet, even before Ayla made zem laugh.

"Thank you," ze said, leaning against Ayla's shoulder.

"Of course," Ayla said.

Thankfully, Nic had thought far enough ahead when ze expanded the toilets that one of them had enough room for an additional person or two. Ze'd been thinking about children who were old enough to be toilet-trained, but not necessarily old enough to go to the toilet unsupervised, but it meant there was room for Ayla to come in to the stall with zem.

Ayla loved Hari, and babies in general, but childbirth itself was an abomination. At least Nic hadn't needed anyone to reach inside zem and tug Hari out, the way sheep sometimes did. Of course, a ewe didn't curse when you helped them clean up after a poop, which they asked you to do.

"There's got to be a better way to do this," Ayla muttered. Nic was sore enough that ze couldn't really bend or stretch properly to wipe zemself clean, and tender enough that ze hissed and flinched every time Ayla tried to do it for zem. Her current method was to wring water out of a rag so it would drip down to the right place, and then dab that away with a second damp rag. That minimized the friction that Nic was so sensitive about, but it was kind of slow and laborious. Especially since this had been the first bowel movement Nic had since Hari's birth, and was therefore extra messy.

"You and Chiamaka figure something out, and I'll draw up plans," Nic said, from between clenched teeth. "I can't just hop in the bath every time I have to...." Ze trailed off.

"If you try to run off to find paper right now I will break your legs," Ayla said.

Nic snorted. "I'm not likely to forget this idea," ze said.

"Hmph," Ayla said. To take both their minds off the fact she was still working on cleaning Nic's ass, Ayla asked, "Did Nan have this problem? Chiamaka said some tearing was normal, but she didn't ask me for any help."

"She didn't have as much tearing," Nic said, because of course ze had compared notes with Nan, "but she still had Chiamaka and Danny help her the first couple days. I mean, she also didn't have my problem with constipation."

"Oh, right," Ayla said. Nan had spent the better part of her pregnancy with everything running right through her. Eli made a joke at dinner one evening about having Nan test out the diaper linen they had tracked down, and Nan had started crying right there. Mara had cheerfully thanked Eli for volunteering to make sure Nan had clean bed linens until the baby came. "Okay," she said, "I think we got it all. Let's go wash our hands."

"I don't know if I should hope I don't need to go again any time soon or not," Nic muttered. Ze let zeir skirt fall back down. "Thank you," ze said, shaking the skirt so it would fall right.

Ayla shrugged. "I would say 'any time', but I would honestly prefer to let this be an 'only when you're sick or hurt' kind of thing," she said.

Nic laughed. "Well, so would I," ze said. "So I think that can be arranged."

[enbysiriusblack]

Peter doesn't want to die

Don't wanna be a bad guy, I'm just a loner baby

"Please, I don't want to die", he pleaded.

Lucius smirked, "then join us. You'll be valuable to our side."

And now you've gotten in my way

"I don't know if you can be trusted yet, Pettigrew. Kill the Mckinnons to prove your worth."

I can't decide, whether you should live or die

Peter looked back at zir reflection in the broken mirror, the edges plastered with pictures of her friends.

They pulled off one of the photos of him and Marlene and stared at it.

He loved her. He didn't want to do it.

Oh, you'll probably go to heaven

Peter wasn't religious, but Marlene was. Marlene thought she'd go to heaven, if ze killed her she'd be alright.

Please don't hang your head and cry

They fought off tears, and tried to smile in the mirror.

He was happy. This is what happy feels like.

No wonder why my heart feels dead inside

He made his way up the house, and couldn't feel anything but the looming fear of death.

Kill or be killed. And she didn’t want to be killed.

It's cold and hard and petrified

The door opened and they got zir wand out straight away. He killed Marlene's father, and his corpse dropped straight to the floor.

Lock the doors and close the blinds

This would be easy. He's already killed now. Marlene would just get killed by someone else, ze could do this.

We're going for a ride

Peter pushed the door open and Marlene, wand out and ready, stared at him in shock.

I've got to hand it to you

"Peter?" Marlene said his name, her wand pointed directly at them.

You've played by all the same rules

"I'm sorry, Marlene", Peter said before flicking his wand so her own flew out her grip.

She took steps backwards, towards the small fireplace and floo powder on top of it.

Peter laughed. Smart, but too late.

It takes the truth to fool me

"How are you the traitor? Petey?" Marlene gasped.

Peter clenched their fists at the cute nickname they had called him since first year.

And now you've made me angry

"Avada Kedavra", he yelled and her body went limp.

She was dead.

Oh, I could throw you in the lake

He was now fully a death eater, she had earned his mark.

He felt some sense of purpose for the first time, while they threw the dead body of a muggleborn into a lake.

Or feed you poisoned birthday cake

He sat at the long dining table of Malfoy manor as ze watched the dark lord poison someone.

The table cheered as the traitorous man flopped down, that's what happened to traitors.

I won't deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone

Then Dorcas was there and they knew Peter had killed Marlene.

He had always liked Dorcas, that was a shame.

Oh, I could bury you alive

Dorcas would have to go. They were going after Peter, other death eaters, and the dark lord.

If he didn't kill them, someone else easily would.

But you might crawl out with a knife

Dorcas showed up at a meeting, wand out and way too much adrenaline.

The dark lord tied them to a chair before they had even fully stepping into the room.

And kill me when I'm sleeping

The dark lord asked him to identify that it was Dorcas Meadowes, order member.

Peter took off their mask and Dorcas glared at zem in anger.

That's why

He nodded, and they were instantly killed.

I can't decide, whether you should live or die

James was one of their best friends, since they were eleven. Peter never thought James or Lily would be killed.

Oh, you'll probably go to heaven

They were good. Too good for earth, and the war. It made sense they wouldn't survive, he reasoned.

Please don't hang your head and cry

And at least she wouldn't have to kill them in person, the dark lord would do that.

It was an honour to be killed by him personally.

No wonder why my heart feels dead inside

Now Sirius was there. Of course Sirius would be there to avenge them.

It's cold and hard and petrified

They had killed so many people now, but he was still alive. That's what truly mattered.

Lock the doors and close the blinds

As long as he survived.

Peter didn't want to die.

We're going for a ride

[lostinanightmare]

Uhhh okay so my pronouns are xe/it/thy/he

Since not everyone knows how to use them(especially not for how I use them because people are different😍🤞🏻)

Xe- Xe/xem/xyr, for me that’s pronounced like ze zem zer 😍🤞🏻

Xe is used like he, xem used like them, xyr used like their

Xe walked to the store. Xyr hands were cold. I opened the door for xem. Xe told me xemself xe doesn’t like to be called that. (Xyrself can also be used instead of xemself)

It-It/its

It used like he, its used like his, itself used like himself

It likes to sleep. It’s hands are soft. It can speak for itself.

Thy- Thy/thou

Thou used like he, thee used like him, thy used like his, thine used like theirs(I think), thyself used like himself

Thou loves cats. Thou told me to go with thee. Thy cats were so cute. I think it was thine. Thou was watching tv by thyself.

He- He/him/his

I’m pretty sure most people know how to use he/him/his :3

[neopronounprovider]

Hi! Can I get a name/pronoun check for Percy and Jude with he/him, it/its, and ze/zem/zir/zemself (all singular) please? I like reading, horror, the ocean, and corvids. :)) thank u <3

This is Percy and it has some really cute names! He likes to read, I wonder what type of books he likes? And ze likes the ocean which is super cool! I wonder what zir favorite sea creature is? It likes horror too, which is really fun! Hopefully Jude has an amazing day :)

[sadisticmedic]

"So, you are my BLU counterpart, ja? I must say, not much to look at," said the pompous vampire with a purr in his tone. Heels clicked as he stalked around him, circling the other like a shark, scanning his deep rubies up and down his body. "If I'm supposed to be scared, I regret to inform you that I'm not. I've been to Hell, you're nothing like what I've seen."

Whether or not he'd elaborate that statement, it was up in the air. In truth, he truly has, and he has seen the horrors of the pits of Hell. But judging by his size, he concluded that this Medic had no difficulty in punching a hole in someone's chest cavity with his bare fist. Despite that being a possibility, Vinzenz was not fazed, and would continue to scrutinize his counterpart nonetheless.

"Oh so cute." The bearded male cooed in amusement towards his words. His eyes lidded to his unstable personality that rubbed off on him. It was what he thought of him. Not that he personally knew him himself as he chuckled lightly at him. Tapping his finger against his chin as he grinned trying to think correctly of a time where 'he' once had a soul.

Cocking his head as he looked at the pale Medic once more he hummed. Toask a curious question." Are zu avare of ze SS. Ourang Medan?" He asked as he himself started to move in a simular way. Shivers running up his spine in his thoughts of the past as his cold blue eyes looked to the vampire." Quite ze ship. Too bad it no longer exists. As vell as zoes poor unfortunate souls aboard zat ship."

Shaking his head he cackled." Nein. I haven't seen ze depths of hell meinself. Dummköpfe. But I have made a deal with ze devil. Immortal? Nein. But I can do vonderous things!" His fingers coiled inward like a snake." I vill be Vonce I die. How else do gods survive? Zey are remembered by zoes beneath zem."

[mossy-covered-bones]

Loveable Geeks

Part 1

(AO3)

Started this idea forever and a half ago, I finally got around to finishing the first chapter, here’s to finishing my diving off point I’llstart working on the second part tomorrow

*

“And you’ll let me know if it gets too much and you want to leave?”

Virgil shrugged. “Sure, whatever. I’ll be fine.” He planted a kiss on Roman’s temple. “Now c’mon, let’s go hang out with your theater geek friends.”

Roman’s cheeks flushed, and he pressed a quick kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek before hopping out of the car.

Virgil chuckled fondly, getting out and trailing after Roman, who was already ringing the doorbell. The teen was bouncing on his heels as he waited for someone to answer the door, full of energy as always.

Whose house was this again? Virgil had driven them here, but he couldn’t remember which of the other theater kids was hosting the party. Was it Emily? Johnathyn? Oliver?

The person who answered the door was an absolute stranger to Virgil, but Roman seemed to recognize them by the way his face lit up.

“Hey there, Dee!”

“Ah, Roman. Come on in. Who’s your plus one?”

Roman twined his fingers with Virgil, pulling him inside. “This is my beloved, the light of my life, my Prince Charming, the one whom I—“

“You can just call me Virgil. He/him.”

The stranger let out a quiet, breathy laugh. “Janus. Some of my friends call me Dee. He/him or ze/zem.”

Roman tugged on Virgil's hand again. “Talk to you in a bit, Dee, I’ve got to find Joan. Virgil, will you be fine on your own?”

“Yeah, go hang out with your friends, I’ll manage,” he responded, squeezing Roman’s hand before his boyfriend left to find his friend.

“You two are cute together,” Janus remarked, bumping the door shut with zyr foot. “How long have you been dating?”

Virgil shrugged, curling himself into his jacket. He still had to glance down to meet Janus’ eyes. “A few months, I guess? Sometime last semester.”

“Are you also in theater, then?”

“Nah, I sometimes help out with sets or stagework, but nothing huge. I’m really just here because Roman can’t drive, and I’m friends with a few people here.”

Virgil cleared his throat, casually switching the topic. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around the club before, did you join this year?”

Janus nodded. “We moved here recently. I participated in theater at my old school, though, so I have experience acting.”

Virgil hummed a noncommittal noise, looking away. This was… uncomfortable. Janus wasn’t looking at him, probably thinking up an excuse to slip away to where the other teens were talking.

“Hey, uh, can I use your restroom?”

“Down the hall, second door on the left,” Janus told him.

Virgil muttered a quick thank you, ducking his head into his jacket and hurrying away from the awkward atmosphere as fast as he could without seeming rude.

*

Most of the club had gathered in the living room while Virgil had been in the bathroom, and he could hear them talking over which production they wanted to do this year.

“--haven’t done anything by Shakespeare in a while, why not Romeo and Juliet, or Othello?”

“We did Mac-- uh, the Scottish Play two years ago, that was pretty recent.”

“Two years isn’t recent at all!”

“We could do a nonclassic next semester, why don’t we just pick something people know for this fall? We haven’t put Romeo and Juliet on in the past four years and that's practically a staple.”

“Yeah, it’ll be fun to do, why not?”

“Almost every High School puts it on, and it’s not too complicated. We’ve got more new kids than last year, it’ll give them something simple.”

Virgil peered around the corner at the group, all huddled on and around the two couches, Joan and a Senior--Angie, if he remembered right--standing in front of everyone. He caught sight of Roman fairly quickly, sitting at the end of one of the couches, whispering something to Janus, who was next to him, perched on the arm of the couch. Ze chuckled, muttering something back that made Roman’s face light up, and he waved his hand in the air to get Angie’s attention. Virgil didn’t miss the red that dusted Roman’s cheeks.

Swallowing, Virgil ducked back into the hallway, out of sight from the kids in the other room.

He… shouldn’t be worried, really, but some small part of his brain kept pointing out all the bad things about him, all the things about Janus that were probably just better. Janus was actually in theater, they already had that one huge part of Roman’s life in common. And, well… Janus was definitely more attractive than Virgil. Not that it was that high a standard, with his messy hair and smudged makeup and too-tall, too-wide build. Virgil was too anxious and high maintenance to be worth the trouble, and… and…

He stopped the train of thought there, rubbing at his eyes with shaky hands. Probably smearing his makeup even more than usual. Gods, Virgil probably looked like a mess.

He took a few deep breaths before stepping around the corner, still unsteady hands shoved into his pockets. Janus looked over—back straight, shirt smooth and unwrinkled, hands clasped in his lap—and smiled politely, tapping Roman on the shoulder.

Roman glanced up at Janus, then over his shoulder at Virgil, and his smile positively glowed, the troupe’s discussion forgotten as he scrambled out of his seat, nearly tripping over himself to get to Virgil.

Virgil couldn’t help but melt as the warmth of Roman’s attention turned to him, and he let his boyfriend lead him to the couch. They sat down, Roman’s fingers entwining with Virgil’s, the smaller boy pressed into his side as his eyes turned back to Joan and Angie, that radiant smile still lingering on Roman’s lips every time he glanced back at Virgil.

Virgil’s fears were pushed to the side, too entranced by that smile to think about his own shortcomings.

Perhaps Roman’s endless confidence had started rubbing off on him, if he could set aside his worries so quickly.

Virgil squeezed Roman’s hand, watching him out of the corner of his eye, idly listening to the group debate over which play to put on that semester.

*

@heckinsnekboi @definitely-a-living-human @genesiscaveat @a-ghostlight-for-roman @astrozei @janus-is-an-adorable-snek-boi

[queen-of-my-goofball-army]

I Think There's Something You Should Know DuckTales Fic~

A double post?! In what kind of fresh hell world is this?! All joking aside, this is a fic that my best friend @i-want-a-donut DM about via my recent discord account making! She want a soft fic with Sabrina and Ludwig so that is what I'm here to bestow upon all of you!

I paced around the bedroom that I had recently been given at McDuck manor. I knew that this day had to come but I hadn’t expected for it to be so soon. It was the deadline for something that I had promised myself that I would do.

“It’s just uncle Ludwig, has he ever hated you?” I muttered to myself just not wanting to get this done. This was not something that I had ever wanted to do.

“You can’t help this. It’s not like when you were born somebody bestowed the gay upon you. It’s something that you have to discover for yourself. Whether or not he accepts that is not up to you. He’ll still love me. Through everything he’s been the one person that has ever stood by my side and vouched for my decision making. He would never, ever reject me for being who I truly am inside. Right Ji?” I asked my cat who was sitting on the floor looking up at me with his big green eyes as if to convey human I have no idea what you just said to me.

“I know, you’re just a cat. You’re lucky, these kinds of things can’t bother you because the only thing that matters to you is pets, cuddles and food. You’ll still love me right Jiji?” He meowed softly at me and I couldn’t help but chuckle lightly at him.

“Of course you will. I’m the human that looks after you so you’ll have to always care about me. I’ve pushed this out already way longer than it needs to be. Everyone else in the family already knows and still loves me. But if he doesn’t… if he can’t accept me this way…” I chocked on the sob that threatened to leave me just trying to calm down and think about this rationally. My phone buzzed next to me and I hesitantly picked it up.

Gosalyn <3: Love, I know you’re nervous about this but this is kooky uncle Ludwig that you’re going to tell. This is the person that you’ve always wanted to be. This is the same person that taught you the colors of the spectrum through freaking song, you’ll be fine babe. I believe in you!! Through Gosalyn’s encouraging words I took severally deep breaths.

“Thanks Gos, you always know just what to say to make me feel better.” I laughed a little bit when she sent me a picture of her skating on her Darkwing Duck board.

Me: Thanks gorgeous, I’m just panicking that’s all. Sure, my family accepts me but there’s no opinion in this whole world that I value more than uncle Ludwig even if he is kooky. I sighed adjusting my ponytail for what felt like the millionth time that day.

“Sabrina?” I heard my uncle Donald knock lightly on my bedroom door and I sighed a little bit playing with the ends of my hair.

“It’s time to go and meet uncle Ludwig for your weekly lessons.” I sighed a little bit looking over at the calendar and seeing that it was the day that I thought it was. I had to do it today if I wanted to treat myself to that trip to St. Canard for my birthday at the end of next month.

“Sabrina, just because you set a deadline for something doesn’t mean that it has to be done that specific day. You make these promises to yourself that if you can’t do this one specific thing by this one day that you’ll panic if you haven’t done it yet. Whatever you have to tell us I’m sure that it’s not as bad as you think it is inside your head.” He reminded me patiently and I nodded my head looking down at my webbed feet.

“You can do it Brina. I know that you can. It might seem difficult at first especially because your uncle is your biggest hero in the whole world but you’ll see. Everything will work itself out in the end.” My mom got down so that she could easier talk to me.

“But what if you all hate me? I couldn’t live with myself if all of you hated me…” My mom just thumbed my tears away from my eye.

“Oh honey, we could never ever hate you. No matter what it is that you feel that you need to tell us, we’ll understand. We’ll listen and we’ll be here for you no matter what happens. I know that your brain has probably been running around in circles these last few weeks trying to tell us something. I want you to tell us when you come back with uncle Ludwig for dinner.” My mom reasoned and I hugged her tightly. I took a couple of deep breaths knowing that she made, as usual, a decent argument.

“You’ve been hiding things from us too sis so I know that whatever you’ve got going on in your personal life that you’re scared to admit it. It’s okay to keep shit to yourself. But it’s also okay to talk about whatever you’re afraid of as well.” Louie reminded me and I looked over at my green hoodie wearing brother.

“I think what Lou is trying to tell you is that we have your back Brina. Everyone in this family sticks together no matter what it is that we’re struggling with. Whatever is going on in your life we’ll be there for that as well.” Huey reminded me and I looked over at my brother with tears in my eyes and he just wound his arms around my neck in a tight hug.

“I’ve always got your back sis. No matter what that secret is that you’ve been keeping I’ll always fight with you. You’re not alone in your battle. You have so many people out there backing you up.” He encouraged me and I smiled softly at my brother knowing that he was already in my corner. He’d probably already figured out what I was going to tell them all over dinner tonight. I was planning on telling uncle Ludwig before I told the rest of the family anyways.

“Sabrina, it’s time to go.” I nodded my head retracting from my brother’s hug and ruffling Louie’s tuft on his head.

“I’ll see you later Lou, send me cute Animal Crossing pics.” I picked up my over the shoulder bag checking to make sure that my laptop and my homework from the last week was inside of it.

“You’ve got it, if I see Dora in my village I’ll send you cute screenshots.” I saw my brother instantly log onto his switch and flip upside down so that he could play the cute game that he had gotten me into in the first place. I buckled my seatbelt and spent the rest of the car ride over in silence my brain still running laps around itself trying to figure out the best way to possibly tell my favorite family member that I was a lesbian.

“Have a good lesson okay Brina?” I nodded my head kissing my uncle’s cheek with a small smile on my face that instantly relaxed when I saw my uncle Ludwig at the front of his stoop.

“Mien starchen!! So happy to see you, are you ready to get ze learning on?” I nodded my head with a bright smile on my face.

“I’m always ready to get my learn on Uncle Ludwig. Bye uncle Donald!” I waved to my uncle who was driving the old family car back to the manor.

“How have you been this last week? Ze homework wasn’t too difficult for you was it?” I shook my head with a small smile on my face.

“I could figure everything out! I had an amazing teacher after all and you’ve alway made sure that everything was crystal clear before you sent me off on my own. I did have to ask Lou for help with calculous but math has never been my best subject other than algebra.” I explained the homework that I had struggled with and he just lightly patted my head.

“You’ll understand ze calculus eventually it’ll be like chemistry where at first it just looks like a bunch of gobbly gook until you understand ze mechanics.” He reasoned and I smiled softly as I saw that my uncle was wearing one of the vests that I had knitted for him. Uncle Ludwig had always been encouraging of my passions and my interests and always wore the designs that I made for him.

“I know uncle. Thanks again for taking time out of your busy schedule.” He looked at me his eyes soft but at the same time sad.

“Oh hush ze sad thoughts, this is ze highlight of my week. You know zis.” Ludwig’s eyes were filled with the varying emotions and I just looked down at my webbed feet.

“I’m sorry uncle Ludwig… I’m so sorry…” I chocked on a sob and he just took my hands in his running comforting circles into them.

“What ever are you sorry for mein starchen? What is up with ze crocodile tears all of the ze sudden?” He thumbed away as many as he could and I just shook my head.

“I’ll tell you once I can be calm enough. I’m telling the-the rest of the family at dinner tonight.” I chocked out and he just smiled sadly at me.

“Oh starchen come here my little one…” He hugged me tightly to his body nearly lifting me off the ground but I couldn’t help but cling to him just as hard.

“It’ll be okay, whatever it is that you have to tell I will promise you right now that there is no reason to be sorry. You could never do anything that would make me hate you Sabrina. There is nothing wrong with you whether it be ze mental or ze emotional. You just need help to understand things sometimes and zere is nothing with asking for ze help every now and again. I wanted to sign you two new books for today anyways. Shall we talk zis talk to ze library where you can be comfortable? I’ll get you a cup of hot chocolate from ze machine and some breakfast while I am at it.” His soothing voice brought me out of my own head and I found myself slowly melting into the warmth of the affection of it. There was so much there that I could get lost in. I found his library easily because that was where most of our lessons were held. I looked around me at all the huge stacks of bookshelves seeing two that were in front of his desk. Brave New World and Slaughterhouse Five.

“Oh you have found them already!! Those will be your next book reports zat I want by ze end of ze month. Both of ze books I would highly recommend for somebody like you. They are very unique and I think zat you will love zem both.” He encouraged me and I nodded my head with a small smile on my face picking up one of them.

“I have heard of both of them, isn’t this where you took your If you had a bad day, take a soma. If you want to forget that you even had that day, take two poster from that’s in your office?” He nodded his head coming to sit next to me. He took my hand in his and I wrapped one of them around the hot chocolate. I saw the toasted breakfast sandwich in front of me as well.

“What has been bothering you as of late mien starchen? You have been pulling away from me and it is very troublesome.” I sighed a little bit knowing that it was now or never. I couldn’t keep living like this, where I was hiding who I truly was inside of me.

“Uncle Ludwig, I think there’s something you should know about me… I’m gay. Gosalyn is my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for the past month and a half.” He slowly set down his cup of cocoa that he had made for himself and turned to me.

“Zat’s what all ze crocodile tears were for? Oh starchen I already knew that. Why else do you think I have been giving you so much reading material based upon things that aren’t straight laced? I wanted you to tell me on your own terms and you did. I am so proud of you, my little shining star…” He praised and I looked up at him with my eyes full of tears.

“You aren’t angry with me?” He shook his head fervently putting my cup down for me so I could bury my head into his shoulder.

“Sabrina I have never once in my entire life been angry with you. Zat’s just not humanly possible. You are far too lovable for me to ever hate you. I first picked out Fun Home because I thought zat you would find it to be interesting. I knew when I read your report on that book how true to you it really was.” He reminded me of the graphic novel that he had given me earlier on in the year. That was before Gosalyn and I had even officially started dating. I had known that I was very much gay for her but had no way of knowing if she actually felt the same way about me or not.

“You knew even then? That was when I had just figured out that my brother’s teasing me about Gos being my girlfriend hit a little bit too close to home for me. I thought that you’d be angry with me. You were always encouraging me to find myself but I was just so scared that I’d lose you for good.” I chocked back a sob and he just thumbed along my cheek with a small smile on his face.

“I’ve never not told you to be anything other than yourself. That’s ze reason that you continued to amaze me starchen. I’ve been calling you my star since you were a newly hatched egg. You were always uniquely your own person. Somebody zat continued to amaze me every day that she spent with me.” He nuzzled his beak against mine in a loving gesture. His eyes full of determination to make me believe that he was telling me what he truly felt.

“Th-Thank you uncle Ludwig, for always being there for me…” He laughed softly, that same laugh that always sent warmth and happiness down to my bones.

“I should be the one thanking you starchen. What’s about we go shopping a little bit later? I’m supposed to pick up ze dessert for tonight and I have an idea.” He told me and I blinked in confusion as he got out his computer and pulled up the local bakery.

“Ze colors of the lesbian flag are dark purple, a lighter shade of purple, an even lighter shade of purple, white, light orange, orange, and red correct?” I nodded my head as he plugged in all the numbers into the bakery website and I saw the beautiful cake that he had inside of his head.

“Uncle Ludwig…” I trailed off and he just smiled softly at me squeezing my hand with a small smile on his face.

“It is ze least that I could do for my amazing niece. I am so proud of you for coming to me about this starchen. I know how scary and how nerve-racking that must have been for you.” He encouraged me and I melted into the affectionate touch of his warm and soothing presence. This library always felt like my second home. I picked up my two books that were on his desk and read the descriptions on the back of them.

“Slaughterhouse Five? What’s that mean? Wasn’t Vonngeunt a prisoner in WWII?” Uncle Ludwig nodded his head since I had remembered that from last week’s lecture that he had given to me about the author.

“Zat’s what inspired zat novel. He was trying to make sense of humanity.” My heart broke for the poor man that had been through so much.

“Now I remember you telling me about that when I asked about the other poster in your room.” I nodded my head at the memory and he just smiled softly at me taking the books from me.

“How about we have ze free day of ze month today?” Every month he would give me one free day to either research something that I was interested in or we would just spend it together.

“But that’s supposed to be next week…” He just laughed at me, that laugh that I loved so much for how open and unique it was.

“It might be next week officially on your calendar but I would much rather do something fun with you today. If you want to do something productive with your day with me then I do have an assignment for you to research for next week. I want you to make me a powerpoint.” He went over to the front of the room and struggled to pull down his projector.

“Do you need help?” I asked him through my giggles but he just gave one final pull that left him flat on his face and his glasses askew.

“If it means anything I asked.” I joked and he just sighed heavily at me as he adjusted his glasses and I looked at the projector seeing a powerpoint about Marie Curie.

“I want you to make me a presentation about your hero. I know zat you have many like I do but I decided eventually to just go with the one that I knew the most about so Marie Curie was the one I chose.” I looked up at him and his powerpoint about the woman that discovered radiation.

“It doesn’t have to be a woman but I would prefer for it to be. It also doesn’t need to be science related but I was trying to find one for my special interest.” I listened to the criteria that my uncle was looking for when I made this powerpoint. Every month he would have me do one on a topic that he was interested in.

“Ursula K Le Guin…” I trailed off and he just smiled softly at me kissing my forehead with a small smile on his face.

“Of course you would pick the author of your favorite books. I would prefer it if you did it based off of things that you already know about her so that you won’t have to waste too much time on zis. I just thought that it would make you happy because you’ve been so stressed and anxious lately.” He encouraged me and I looked at his powerpoint going through the slides.

“I’ve got it! Thank you for this uncle, this means a lot to me. I’ll make an amazing powerpoint.” He laughed at me taking his cup of coco.

“I know you will starchen you always do. Here you go, these are also going to be your assignments for the rest of the week. There is extra calculous but I know zat you’ll also do the ze best you can.” Uncle Ludwig sat down next to me and clinked his cup with mine.

“I’ll have Hue help me if I need it. I need help with math usually it’s just a struggle for me most of the time. I prefer algebra because that’s more like doing a puzzle.” I reasoned and he stood up going over to his puzzle shelf.

“I recently got a new puzzle and I wanted to do it with you.” He stood up on his ladder getting what he was looking for and he waved his new puzzle around.

“Oh that sounds like fun! I’d love to make that one with you.” I smiled softly at my uncle as he dragged a clean table over and I took my sandwich. I looked over at the front of the box and smiled softly when I realized that it was an outdoor one with a waterfall. I always preferred the outdoor puzzles as opposed to ones that were themed to indoors.

“Hold on, let me get some music.” He went over to his old fashioned record player as I looked at the front cover of the puzzle box and set it up so that I could easily look back up at the object.

“Zat’s better now we can have some background noise. Good job getting it all set up starchen!!” He encouraged me and I smiled softly at him shaking my head.

“I just did what you would have done and what you taught me to do when dealing with puzzles.” He leaned his head against my shoulder and I just sighed a little bit. No matter how exhausting he could be I still loved my uncle more than anything in the entire world.

“I think zat we should glue this one and zen hang it up.” I nodded my head. It looked like it would be a really beautiful picture when it was all finished so I knew that he made a good point.

“I’ll help you to find the perfect place for it. This library is getting really busy with lots of things going on.” I teased him lightly as I found the perfect spot for the puzzle piece in front of me pressing it lightly into the square next to it.

“Excuse you, zis library is perfectly organized.” I quirked an eyebrow up at him gesturing with my wings to the room around me.

“What part of this is organized? I just helped you organize this chaos last month during free day how is it already like this?” My uncle just laughed a little bit to himself and I sighed. He would continue to have his library be an organized disaster where nobody knew where anything was but him. I was amazed that he still remembered where things were half of the time.

“I know it’s a problem starchen but I like my library the way that it is. Even if it’s messy and unorganized it feels more lived in this way.” He reasoned and I sighed a little bit knowing that there was no way that I’d make him feel any different.

“Zis one goes here I think…” My uncle pressed the piece against the one where he thought that it fit and it slid perfectly into place.

“I started another anime with Lou. It’s a science show, it’s really, really good.” I mentioned off handedly to my uncle. He was always interested in what I was watching and we had watched FullMetal Alchemist together in German something that was actually a lot of fun.

“What’s it called?” I could tell that he was genuinely excited, as he always was when the idea of science was brought up.

“It’s called Dr Stone. The story is about how one day the entire world turned to stone. 30,000 years into the future the main character Senku unfroze and he’s trying to get the world back to where it was in the modern society. He finds this village of people that are already living there and dubs that his kingdom of science and that’s how he gets society back onto it’s feet.” I explained the plot of the show and he listened to me intrigued.

“Zat sounds extremely interesting!! I will have to give it a watch and see if it can apply to what we are learning together.” My heart melted at the idea that he wanted to make some of the science that we did based on the show that had recently captured my interest. We had studied alchemy for months for fun after I had finished FullMetal and he got me all the volumes of the manga for my birthday.

“Thank you uncle Ludwig. That sounds like fun. There are experiments that Senku makes and explains how he does on the show so we’ll have to see if they work in the real world.” I melted into the warmth of the atmosphere that I was in at the moment.

“What else have you been doing with your siblings?” He asked me curiously and I got out my phone showing me the latest science project that I had helped Dewey make.

“Dew is going out for basketball again this year he’s getting really genuinely good at it. I love practicing with him he’s been teaching me how to play and everything. It’s a lot of fun! Plus you’re always going on about how I need to exercise more and that’s a fun way to do it. Hue is working to be a camp counselor this year for the Junior Woodchucks. Louie and I have been mostly playing Animal Crossing together.” Uncle Ludwig put his arm around my shoulders with a small smile on his face. He listened to me and paid attention to everything that was going on in my life.

“Animal Crossing is ze cute one right?” I nodded my head with a small smile on my face showing him a screen shot of my favorite villager.

“This is Dora. My brother and I both got lucky enough to have her on our islands. She’s a bookworm but is adorable. Every one of the characters has a little catchphrase that they use, her’s is squeaky.” I tried to explain to him but he just blinked at me in confusion.

“Hold on, I’ll show you! I already logged on this morning.” I turned on my yellow switch with a small smile on my face doing the familiar three taps and running around my island.

“Your island is called Magnolia?” I nodded my head with a small laugh rubbing the back of my neck a little bit.

“It’s a guilty pleasure show that my brother watches with me sometimes, it’s a fantasy magic anime called Fairy Tail. I thought that the name of the town was just adorable so I took it for the name of my island.” I kicked my webbed feet back and forth and found Dora.

“This is Dora, she’s a dorm mouse. She’s not the serious social type but she loves reading books and other things like that.” I went over to her and she did her catchphrase and I saw the realization go off on his face.

“Oh zat is quite adorable!! I can see why your brother and you have been so bonkers over this game.” I laughed a little bit because that was a way of describing things that only my uncle could do.

“Alright sorry for that little distraction let’s get back to work.” I cheered and he just smiled softly at me when I leaned against his side.

“We shall have to go out to ze mall later zis afternoon because I want to pick up a little something for you. A little surprise.” My heart started to beat more rapidly as I texted Gosalyn to let her know that everything had gone according to my plan that I made.

“What is it? What is it? What is it?” I asked him rapidly and he just laughed at me. He shook his head pressing a wing to his beck.

“That is for me to be knowing and for you to find out in a few hours. I still want to spend time with you in my own home.” He reminded me lightly squeezing my arm lightly where his was linked through. I pressed another piece of the puzzle into it’s rightful spot.

“Good job starchen!! You truly are a master of puzzles and thinking things through. I used to really struggle with zis when I was your age. They annoyed me because they took too much of my time.” I laughed a little bit at the idea of my uncle’s frustration. He used to be annoyed by a lot of things when he was younger before thankfully mellowing out as the years went on.

“I like things that help my brain to work. It’s why I love algebra, puzzles, and knitting so much. It’s busywork for my brain and it appreciates being used the way that it was intended.” I leaned a little bit further into his side just enjoying the quieter moments between us.

“Can I ask you a question starchen?” I made a soft sound that I was listening to him as I put another piece into it’s spot.

“Did you always feel zis way about Gosalyn? Or was it recent?” So, we were going to talk about the massive elephant in the room.

“It wasn’t the second I met her if that’s what you’re wondering. It was more of something that happened over time. If I had to put a specific time on my feelings for her I’d say New Years. Something changed around the holiday when I went to go and visit her with Launchpad. There was always just something about her that was different for me. I realized after that trip it was that she was just beautiful. There was no other rhyme or reason about it she just was. I feel like I can be myself around her and she won’t judge me for it or anything like that. I love her uncle…” My uncle looked at me with tears in his eyes and he wiped them away.

“Look at me, getting all emotional over my niece’s first brush with ze feelings. I knew zat there was something between ze two of you from the first second you told me about her. Your eyes just sort of went all soft and sparkly.” I handed him a handkerchief and he just smiled gratefully at me drying his eyes with the object.

“Zis is what I’ve always wanted for you. For you to feel comfortable enough to be with somebody else and to be happy.” He reminded me lightly and I looked up at him with a surprised expression on my face. I put my arm supportively around his shoulders.

“I didn’t think that it would ever happen to me if I’m being entirely honest. I have never felt this way about anyone else before. Not man, not woman, just Gosalyn. I know that I’m a lesbian because boys have just never done it for me. All of my fictional crushes have been on the same gender. Ever since I was little so there was always that little thing about me that was different. I just want to make her happy uncle. She’s everything that I’ve ever wanted.” He lightly kissed my forehead in understanding. I drank the rest of my hot chocolate that was in front of me.

“Do you want ze refill?” I nodded my head knowing that it would be too much sugar for me but I still wanted the extra pep anyways. I checked my phone seeing the encouraging response from Gosalyn that she was proud of me and that she loved me.

“There’s the happy smile that I was talking about. It lights up ze room. That’s how I had a feeling of what you were keeping from me.” I smiled a little bit sheepishly rubbing the back of my neck. The feeling of comfort and family always remained when I was here. It never failed to bring me back to my childhood since I spent so much of it sitting in these chairs, doing puzzles, drinking homemade hot chocolate, and just learning all that I could from my uncle in these chairs. I had spent my whole childhood coming here on the weekends and reading with him.

“I think that my brothers already know as well. They know me a bit too well, especially Louie. He’s definitely onto me and my attitude changes as of late. They’ve always called Gosalyn my girlfriend anyways as a joke.” My uncle thumbed a finger around my shoulder with an understanding smile on his face.

“But to you, zis is not a joking matter. You’re afraid zat they will make jokes about it.” I nodded my head and he just smiled at me.

“They won’t. Your brothers care about you more than anything in ze whole world. They do try and make jokes but they will see how important this is to you.” He reasoned and I smiled softly at my uncle who had only ever tried to encourage me to be myself.

“Thanks uncle, for helping me. That means more than you can ever know. You’ve always been so patient with me whenever my brain was running a million miles an hour.” I thanked him and he just kissed my forehead understandingly.

“You’ll always have me by your side starchen I promise. Nothing could ever tear me from it. Especially not a silly little nothing like what sexuality you would prefer to date. This is just another part of you that makes you wonderful. Zere is nothing wrong with it. You are perfectly normal.” Uncle Ludwig reminded me lightly pressing another piece into the puzzle as tears filled my eyes.

“You have no idea how much I needed to hear those words from you… to hear that you still accepted me even as this person that I am.” He just thumbed my tears away lightly making sure that there wasn’t anything that was wrong with me.

“Oh starchen don’t you start ze crying. Because if you start crying zen I’m going to start crying and then we’ll just have one big old mess.” I laughed watery at my uncle as I shook my head and just tried to stop the tears that badly wanted to flow like rain water.

“What other series have you been watching with Louie?” He asked me and I pressed another piece of the puzzle together.

“That’s really about it lately, it’s just been a lot of Dr Stone. I’m rewatching FullMetal for what feels like the trillionth time though. That’s been helping me out a lot through this whole process. I want to show it to Gosalyn.” I mentioned off handedly and my uncle nodded his head in understanding at the mention of my favorite show.

“Zat show is a big part of who you are. I recommend zat you do it because it’ll make her happy. Your sharing that part of your life with her.” I smiled softly thinking about how my girlfriend would react to me wanting to show her my favorite show.

“I think that she’d enjoy it. I’m still trying to get her through the whole Miyazaki library.” I laughed rubbing the back of my ponytail.

“Understandable, zos are some of your favorite movies. How many has she seen so far?” He asked me and I got out my phone to show him my list of movies.

“She’s gotten all the way through Howl’s Moving Castle. The next one that I want to show her is Ponyo. It’s okay, you took me to see that one remember? It was his rendition of The Little Mermaid.” I reminded him lightly of the fairy tale that he had taken me to see.

“I remember zat one… zat was a weird one.” I laughed a little bit at him as he pressed another into it’s rightful spot.

“It was a little bit strange but I don’t know. I still enjoyed it and thought that it was really cute. The first brush with love between the two younger main characters made it easier for me to swallow and less weird.” I reasoned since I would always have a soft spot for anything that he made. His movies had this ability to take me into another world and the older that I got the more I found myself getting lost in it.

“Your favorite is still ze Moving Castle yes?” I nodded my head getting out my sketchbook and showing him the latest painting that I had made.

“Oh starchen… it’s the most beautiful thing zat I have ever seen. You painted this all from your own memory?” I nodded my head playing with the hem of my ponytail ribbon a little bit nervously. I always got self conscious when I was showing something that I made, especially when that something was artwork.

“I figured that I’ve seen the movie enough times that I should know it like the back of my hand by now. I’ve always loved Howl’s secret garden and there was something about that always called out to me. I decided to paint it a few days ago and I just finished it last night.” My uncle carefully tore the page out of my sketchbook and scurried around his library.

“Where is zat empty frame…” He muttered to himself and he found the offending object that was hiding from his line of sight.

“I shall help you hang this when we go to McDuck manor for dinner tonight. This is something that you should be very proud of Sabrina. It is obvious that you worked extremely hard on it and long hours as well. I love it.” He praised and I just smiled softly at him looking at the frame. For the first time in a long time I thought proud of something that I had accomplished.

“I do too. It was fun for the first time in a while I enjoyed the painting process. It’s also one of the largest paintings that I’ve probably ever made as well.” He held it up in front of him and he just lightly thumbed over my shoulder.

“Then zat is progress!! I know zis is not something that you are very good at, taking ze praise. I’m often too good at it and my head gets too big.” I smiled softly adjusting my uncle’s spectacles on his face with a small smile.

“You do but that’s just a part of your lovable charm uncle. I know that you’ve worked on getting your ego trimmed down to size these last few years and I’m proud of you.” I reminded him for all the hard work that I knew he had done in order to get everything squared away.

“I think the last few inventions going slightly off the rails have rather helped to trim down my ego.” I smiled sadly at him squeezing his hand.

“You’re getting a little bit older and that’s okay. You have enough money to live comfortably. It doesn’t matter that the instant bandaid dispenser bit you in the ass metaphorically speaking. The apple peeler and hot chocolate maker still work!” I pushed a little bit further trying to hear that ho-ho-ho laugh that I loved so dearly. When I heard I instantly felt better.

“You are right starchen everything that I’ve made that worked these last few years has been something for you.” I settled against the back of the couch putting my cup of finished hot chocolate onto his table and taking the small side of fruit that was next to my sandwich.

“I put some nectarines into zat, it should be good. I got zem from ze farmers market ze other day. I also got you ze kettle corn. You can have it when I drop you off back at the manor.” I cheered at the mention of my favorite sweet/salty treat that I always shared with Dewey for our movie nights.

“Thanks uncle Ludwig, your contribution for me and Dew’s movie nights will be greatly appreciated.” I teased lightly and he just huffed a small sigh.

“Have you two been getting along better still?” I nodded my head getting out my phone and showing him the picture that Huey had taken of me asleep on my brother’s shoulder from yesterday’s movie night.

“We meet up once a week for movie nights still. They’re going rather well we switch off weeks so he just went yesterday. I get to go next week to have my movies that I want to watch. I still have no idea what I want to watch.” I shrugged my shoulders and my uncle just listened to me talk about the further development with the brother that had given me the most grief growing up.

“I’m glad zat you two seem to have worked out your issues as you got older. I told you zat he just needed to grow up and into himself before he realized what a mistake zat he was making.” I leaned against the couch kicking my legs back and forth.

“It’s the little things that he does that surprise me. Things like remembering my drink preference, my snack preference, and things like that. He used to not care about me at all so the little signs that he does now, they make me happy.” My relationship with my blue clad brother had come a long way from where it started.

“I am proud of you for working so hard to fix things with your brother. I know zat he hasn’t always made things easier for you to deal with. Zat’s why I’m proud of him for working so hard to mend what was broken.” My uncle reasoned with an understanding smile on his face and I looked over at him with a small question in my gaze.

“Now we’re talking about you and uncle Scrooge. I know that you two have had your disagreements and that he can be awful a lot of the time but deep down he cares about everyone in his life. Including you.” I reminded him lightly nudging his shoulder with a small smile on my face.

“You are right starchen I was referring to your other uncle. We’ve disagreed a lot over the course of my marriage to his sister but through it all he’s at least tried to be there for me since you came into his life.” I listened to him talk about my other uncle that was sitting back at home in his mansion.

“He’s been trying to get to know me a little bit better over these last years. I’m happy living with him I really am. Adventure is always right around the corner for me and that’s part of the fun of the thing for me. I love adventure and I’ve always wanted to have my own. When I was younger I was satisfied with just reading fantasy novels but then I wanted to have my own.” I leaned my head against his side lightly as I talked about the dream that I had when I was younger.

“I know zat was your ultimate goal in life was ago lead your own adventure. I’m just happy zat you were able to achieve it.” He encouraged me the same way that he always had but with that kindhearted edge that he did everything else.

“I think that I’ve learned a lot underneath uncle Scrooge. About how to handle myself and get myself out of a bad situation. I admired that a lot about Webby at first.” My uncle got up from the sofa taking the plates downstairs and came back checking his pocket watch.

“We shall need to go in a little while to hit everything that we want to. The bakery said zat the cake wouldn’t take too long actually. Zey have done that sort of thing before I presume.” I couldn’t help the tears in my eyes as I quickly dried them away.

“Thank you again uncle Ludwig, for the cake and for everything else that you’ve done for me.” I thanked him and he just lightly ruffled my hair with a small smile.

“It is no need for ze thanking. Not if I wanted to do it and if I wanted to see your little face light up with happiness.” He reasoned with a small smile on his face as he sat down next to me and I put one last piece into the puzzle.

“So where exactly are we going on this extravaganza?” I asked him and he just smiled softly at me gathering his own satchel that matched my own.

“Just to ze mall. Zere are some things that I want to pick out for you.” I cocked my head to the side but shrugged it off just wanting to see where this day would get me.

“I’ll take these books with me as well. I’ll probably start reading one of them in the car.” I saw my uncle smile softly at me kissing my forehead.

“Don’t give yourself ze migraine. Zat will not help you out in ze future. You need to be on your best health for dinner tonight.” I sighed a little bit knowing my uncle was right but not wanting to admit defeat. I didn’t want to have this talk with my other uncles, Daisy, or my brothers. What if they didn’t like what they saw or what they heard?

“I know zat you are nervous about it. But sometimes ze things that we are most nervous about are ze things that we need to ze most. You can do zis. I know zat you can.” He encouraged me with an understanding smile on his face. He squeezed my hand softly and I just sighed.

“Okay you’re right as usual.” He laughed at me in his typical fashion that lit me up inside. I grabbed my yellow satchel that had everything that I needed inside of it.

“You forget starchen I’m right all the time. It’s just zat you and I think about things in a different way than everybody else.” I laughed a little bit at him taking the books anyways and finding them a safe spot inside of my backpack.

“Yeah, yeah I know. I’ll remind you of that the next time that you wear those crazy goggles.” I teased a little bit and he just stuck his tongue childishly at me.

“Zey protect me from ze sparks we’ve talked about zis.” I laughed openly at him as he held the door to the library for me.

“I know I’m just messing with you uncle. Come on, it’s already nearly afternoon and the mall is kinda far from here.” I reminded him lightly knowing not knowing where in the world he had planned on taking the two of us yet.

“It’s just a few errands some things for tonight that I can help you hang up in your bedroom.” I got into his old car that smelled like so many afternoons spent together. I remembered when I was younger and he would take me to the aquarium and teach me about all the fish that were out there in the world.

“I haven’t taken you on an outing in a really long time. Not since you started your lessons with me.” He carefully pulled out of the driveway and I still wondered where in the world we were going and why it was to the mall.

“I missed our old outings. I remember when you used to take me to the aquarium and taught me about all the different kinds of fish that they have there.” I laughed a little bit at the memory since it was of something that seemed so simple.

“You were so cute when you were zat age. Not that you aren’t adorable now but it was different when you were younger. You used to look at everything with little stars in your eyes.” I smiled softly at my best friend and the uncle that had been there for me when I was younger. He was always there for me whenever I needed for him to be.

“I love you uncle Ludwig…��� He smiled softly at me running a hand through the fringe that was at the front of my ponytail.

“I love you too so very much mein starchen.” He reminded me lightly as the red light turned green and I watched the rest of the world go by outside my car door. When I saw our large mall and I quickly was led behind him to a store that I had only ever seen before when I looked around with my brother’s.

“Uncle Ludwig… this is…” Pride store was written in bright booming colors at the top. I saw all the colors that were on the flags.

“Come on Sabrina, let’s get you some things for your bedroom.” He put his arm around my shoulders encouragingly.

“Hi! How can I help you both?” I heard the familiar sounds of Freedom ’90 instantly playing inside of the store.

“Hello ‘dere this is my great niece. She just came out to me and I wanted to get her some zings for her bedroom.” My uncle explained to her and I saw the worker’s eyes fill with tears as she looked away from me and a man sighed.

“Forgive my girlfriend, she can be a lot and very emotional. What exactly were you both looking for?” I saw a trans pin on his jacket and I instantly took a deep breath.

“I have a girlfriend in St. Canard. I’m a lesbian and I just came out to him earlier today. I’m doing the rest of my family over dinner tonight. He’s my great uncle and has been my teacher since I was younger.” I mentioned my relation to my uncle who was already looking at everything that he could.

“Is he, a lot?” I nodded my head with a small laugh just looking around my surroundings. The first thing that stood out to me was a lesbian pride flag that I could hang above my bed.

“Oh that’s a really popular pride flag! We make all our pride flags here in house if you wanted something unique written on it I can sew it on or my girlfriend can.” He told me with a small understanding smile getting the material down for me as I looked at it.

“It’s beautiful…” I trailed off but the worker got down another flag with a small smile on his face as he unwoven it in front of me.

“This one is for the feminine presenting lesbians out there. People like my girlfriend, it’s called femme. You look to be the type that puts a lot of care into your appearance so that’s why I think that this one suits you best.” He reasoned and I nodded my head feeling the texture of the flag. Even though I knew that nobody would know what this flag meant, I would. I’d have to explain it a lot more but I’d like that. I wanted to be open about my sexuality and the way that it made me feel personally.

“What’s that you zere?” My uncle asked me and I showed him the two flags that I had found for my bedroom.

“That’s the stereotypical lesbian flag right there and that’s the femme flag sir. What that means is that’s what my girlfriend identifies as. It’s the lesbians that put a lot of care and love into their appearance. She can’t leave the house and come to the store if she’s not looking her absolute best.” The woman in question put her hands on her hips.

“I see how it is, you’re just going to trash talk me. Well I’m not falling for it mister. Come here sweetie, let’s see if we can’t find some other things that you’ll enjoy.” The woman took my hand while my uncle looked at the flags before nodding his head.

“You’re very lucky, to have somebody who loves you that much. He’s willing to work to understand somebody that he’s not even that closely related to. He’s your great uncle?” I nodded my head with a small smile on my face.

“I know zat I’m lucky to have him. He’s taught me so much about understanding others and he’s always tried to understand me as well. He works really hard, he’s an inventor even if he’s way past his prime.” I explained about what he did for a living and she just listened to me.

“I think that’s amazing that he cares so much about his great niece. A lot of older people don’t really take the time to understand us youngsters and our orientations. I wanted to show you this! If I know a good femme when I see one you love stuffed animals right?” I nodded my head enthusiastically and she brought down a rainbow bear and a lesbian colored one.

“We also have really soft sweaters and long sleeved shirts for all the sexualities.” I looked at the lesbian one picking it up off the rack.

“I want this one, it’s really pretty.” The worker just smiled at me as I picked up that one and the femme bear that was soft to the touch.

“I think that your great uncle is getting both of those flags for you.” My heart melted seeing him at the cash register waving his hands around as he told eccentric stories.

“He can pretty much talk to anyone for three minutes and they’ll be friends. It’s one of the things that I’ve always admired about him.” I went over to him and he just lightly picked up the two things that I had found not even batting an eye as he paid for everything.

“Now zat’s out of ze way, let’s go to ze bakery and zen to ze manor.” I smiled softly at him as we went back to the car.

“You didn’t have to get me both of those flags uncle Ludwig…” I trailed off and he just smiled at me brightly.

“I did too, zey made you happy and what makes my niece happy I have to purchase. Zat’s the motto for today.” I smiled softly at him as we drove down to the bakery. The smell of sugar cookies, brownies and baked goods instantly hit my nose as I took a picture of the flag cookie to send to Gosalyn. I told myself that I would need to stop her before my flight next month to St. Conard so that me and her could try some.

“Starchen? I got ze goods, come along. It is time to meet up at the manor. Ze sun is nearly setting, time really does fly when you’re having fun.” I took the cake from him lightly carrying it out to the car where all the rest of the items were.

“Well we did spend most of the day shopping at the mall and doing that puzzle. We didn’t even come close to getting the puzzle a quarter of the way done. More for next time?” I offered and he nodded his head getting the car door for me.

“We will definitely do more of ze puzzle next time. I think zat you need a little bit of a break. We don’t want to tire your poor little brain out.” I chuckled lightly at him blowing the fringe out of my eyes. The drive to the manor was spent mostly in companionable silence. I saw Dewey practicing his basketball on the front driveway again.

“Hey Dew!” I waved to my younger brother and I watched as the ball went into the basket when my brother turned around.

“Hey!! How was your day, learn anything cool?” He asked me enthusiastically and I smiled softly at him. Recently his favorite thing had been me second hand teaching him things that would help him on his own homework.

“Sorry to say zat today was one of her free days where I don’t teach her anything. We have zem once a month so zat she can get a break and not overwork herself.” Dewey took the cake from my hands and tried to open it when I glared at him.

“No peaking at the dessert I see you. Stop that right now, the dessert is a surprise.” I warned him lightly taking it from him knowing that the curiosity would only make him want to look more.

“What could be so secret about cake?” I sighed a little bit playing with the hem of my dress skirt and he just put his arm around my shoulders.

“Want to tell me what’s been going on with you? You’re doing it again, closing yourself up into your own little shell. I thought that you weren’t going to do that again?” He reminded me and I just sighed heavily nodding my head.

“I’ll tell you once we’ve all seated for dinner. I want to tell this to everyone at one time. Uncle Ludwig already knows since I spent the day with him. The cake has something to do with that since I couldn’t stop him from buying it.” Dewey nodded his head in understanding lightly shoving my shoulder with a small smile.

“I think I already have a decent idea of what it is and I’m totally fine with it. If she makes you happy then that’s great. You deserve somebody that could make you happy. I’ve been questioning lately myself which sex I prefer as well. You might not be the only queer sibling.” He joked a little bit and I blinked at my brother as we went inside the manor. I saw uncle Ludwig get everything out of the car and discreetly carry it up to my bedroom.

“He bought you a bunch of things didn’t he?” I nodded my head with a small laugh rubbing the back of my neck with a small smile.

“Yeah that’s pretty much what happened. We spent hours at the mall today and he pretty much bought me an entire store. He spoils me a lot more than I deserve.” Dewey just laughed a little bit at me helping me to carry the cake into the kitchen.

“Hey Lou! I’m back you lazy bum, have you even moved today?” I teased lightly and he just flipped me off from the couch.

“How was your day?” I sat down next to him and I put my feet over his lap with a small smile on my face.

“It was good! I spent the day with uncle Ludwig and we did a lot of fun things together. Are you hungry yet?” He nodded his head putting up his switch for the day and stretching his arms with a small sigh as the joints popped.

“Dinner is ready family.” Uncle Donald called from the dining room and I just sighed a little bit. It was better to just do it now and get it over with. Ripping it off like a bandaid and then having their ridicule and judgement for the rest of my life if that’s what happened.

“Sabrina are you hungry?” Mrs. Beckley asked me and I nodded my head with a small smile on my my face.

“Yes I am! I haven’t eaten truly since breakfast today.” She led all of us into the dining room where my uncle Scrooge was sitting at the front of the table. I kissed his cheek with a small smile on my face.

“Hello lass, how was your day?” I nodded my head just sitting at the his right side with uncle Ludwig next to me.

“Do you want to hold my hand starchen?” My uncle murmured with a small smile in his face. I leaned my head against his shoulder with a small smile back.

“I know that a lot of you have been worried about me for the last month or so. I just want to let you know that there isn’t anything wrong with me living here. That’s not the problem. It has nothing to do with any of you. Family, I’m a lesbian. I’ve been dating Gosalyn for the last month and a half.” I admitted the thing that I had been hiding from everyone and I saw Dewey make a small fist bump.

“That’s it? That’s all that you wanted to tell us? Lass, we already figured that you had more than friendship feelings for your best friend. At least I did. What about you Donald?” My uncle Donald swept me into a big hug.

“Sabrina I’ve always loved you just the way that you were. The you that would hide herself away and read her books, the you that would play her violin only in the privacy of her own room, and the you that looked at Gosalyn like she hung you the moon stars. She makes you happy. I am so proud of you for telling me.” He encouraged me thumbing away the tears and my mom just wrapped her arms around the two of us tightly.

“I love you, so much Sabrina. There isn’t a thing wrong with you for feeling the way that you do about Gosalyn. Everyone in the world has someone that can match them. I genuinely think that she is yours.” My heart warmed into my chest and I looked over at Louie who had an understanding look in his eyes.

“I get why you kept it from us. You were scared that you would be rejected.” I nodded my head and Huey just ran to give me a tight hug.

“You’re still my favorite sibling sis, I’ll always think that you are. This is just another thing that I can add to the list of things about you that are amazing!” Huey had always been the brother that was closest to me and I watched Dewey bite his lower lip.

“She’s not the only one that’s not straight. I’m still trying to figure my sexuality out but I know that it isn’t just girls that I like.” Webby just squeezed my hand with a small smile. I knew that this was the happiest that I would ever be. Everyone in my family had accepted me the way that I wanted to be and the way that I was. And what in the world could have been better than that?

[aroace-mako]

for character asks: mako, huan, teo, and kanna

mako

sexuality headcanon: greyace bisexual!

gender headcanon: they use he/they pronouns and has zero idea what his gender is (very valid of him i think)

ship: wuko

BROTP: he and asami make an excellent duo

NOTP: makorra

general opinion: i literally would die for them i love him so much

huan

sexuality headcanon: aroace, but on the rare instance he experiences attraction of any kind it’s for a guy

gender headcanon: nonbinary, uses ze/zem pronouns

ship: n/a

BROTP: very good friends with opal because neither of them got along with the other siblings that well

NOTP: i don’t really know any ships with huan so

general opinion: queer artist i have to stan

teo

sexuality headcanon: gay

gender headcanon: trans, uses he/they pronouns

ship: i’ve seen a couple of posts about teo/aang and i think it’s cute (but in a world where aang’s concerns about the air temple weren’t disregarded)

BROTP: sokka

NOTP: again, i don’t really know that many ships with teo

general opinion: adorable! he’s my son

kanna

sexuality headcanon: lesbian

gender headcanon: trans, she/her pronouns

ship: she and hama are in love your honor!!!

BROTP: i’d like to think she’d bond with aang when he and katara start dating

NOTP: kanna x p*kku that shit is disgusting

general opinion: she’s so iconic i love her

[lukatheselkie]

PruMano Week Day Seven - Roommates

@prumano-week

I’m kind of sad to see this College AU end. I might have to pick it up in the future!

Warnings: Cussing, sexual innuendos at the end

    Lovino grunts quietly, throwing down his last box. He’s glad he saved the non breakable items for last, because there’s no way he would have been able to carry anything breakable in toward the end without absolutely destroying it. Gilbert comes up behind him and wraps his arms around him lovingly. He leans heavily into him, nearly taking them both down. Thankfully, he manages to keep them up. “I’m tired,” he whines out, barely above a whisper. Gilbert chuckles, and he feels it more than he hears it.

    “Good zing I had our bed installed earlier today. Vould jou like to go lay down vith me? Maybe ve can even get a nap in before everyone comes over to help us unpack.” Lovino sighs dreamily at the thought of finally being able to lay on the softest bed he’s ever felt, and nods. He wraps his arms around his boyfriend’s neck, and gives him puppy eyes.

    “Carry me?” Without hesitation, Gilbert picks him up and whisks him off to their bedroom. He laughs as he’s thrown onto the bed, and spreads out as much as he can. It’s a king size bed, so he knows he’s not in his love’s way. He closes his eyes, and lets out a deep sigh. “This feels amazing!” He hears a laugh from somewhere above him, then his glasses are plucked off his face.

    “Jou can’t sleep vith zese on. I don’t vant jou breaking zem or hurting jourself.” There’s a peck on his right cheek. “I’m sure jour eyes aren’t coming back open until after jou have slept.”

    “Oh how right you are! Thanks for taking my glasses off though. I had completely forgotten about them in my excitement.” He rolls over onto his side, making himself slightly more compact. “I can’t believe what a steal we got on rent!”

    “I can’t believe ve’re finally living togezer.” Lovino feels the bed dip, and he leans toward it against his will. Damn physics! An arm lays over him, holding him loosely. “Look at us. Our first official sleep as roommates!”

    “Technically we’re taking a nap. We need to wake up in two hours to at least get started unpacking before they come. We don’t want them thinking we didn’t even try.”

    “Yeah, yeah, fine, I’ll set an alarm,” Gilbert grumbles, tugging his phone out of his pocket. He sets a timer for two hours, then lays the phone next to his head. “Now sleep. I vant as much rest as I can get.” He kisses the back of Lovino’s neck, laughing a bit when he jumps. “I love jou.”

    “I love you too, stupid potato bastard,” he mumbles, cuddling back into him with a pout.

~

    Gilbert’s eyes open the moment the timer goes off. He silences it, and looks at Lovino to see if it woke him up. It didn’t, though he’s not sure how. “Lovi,” he nudges him lightly. “It’s time to get up.” His eyes open, and he groans loudly.

    “I don’t wanna,” he whines out.

    “Jou are ze one zat said ve had to vake up in two hours. Did jou change jour mind? Because I don’t mind going back to sleep.” His boyfriend lets out a sigh and sits up, rubbing at his eyes.

    “No, I didn’t change my mind. Has it really already been two hours?” A nod. “Well it doesn’t feel like it!” He stretches his arms out above his head. Gilbert takes the opportunity to tickle his slightly exposed stomach. “H-hey! No! Don’t do that!” He says through a fit of laughter. They tumble around on the bed a bit, and it stops when Lovino pins his arms to his sides. “Who’s the one in control now?”

    “Jou vere alvays in control,” he comments cooly, taking pride in the red that spreads across the Italian’s face. “My cute tomato.”

    “You hush!” He sits up, pulling away from Gilbert. “Let’s start unpacking. When our friends are gone, you’re definitely going to see what I can do! I’ll make you scream yourself hoarse.” He huffs angrily, sliding off the bed to look for his glasses.

   “Oh please do, my beloved roommate.” Lovino glares at him, but there’s no malice behind it. Only love. Gilbert, for one, can’t wait to be writing out what he wants to say for a week, as annoying as it is. Because it will mean he was as loud as he wanted to be, for the first time since they got together.