#like have u seen that kid with his sister figures...

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✶𓏲ּ𐀔.ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀JULIETTE⠀ ( 🐰 ) relationships ! ───── sm family 𖤛

features : boa, tvxq, super junior, snsd, shinee, exo, red velvet, nct— 127, dream, wayv, wish —, aespa, riize

▶︎ FAMILIAL FIGURES

⠀⠀ boA ( 보아 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

when boa debuted, juliette was just getting to be born

with the fourteen year age gap, boa essentially took juliette under her wing like everyone else.

told her the hardships and challenges as a soloist but managed to be her first confidant.

fans LOVE their interactions sm like always point out juliet is boa’s baby 😭 😔

mother & daughter type of duo!!

⠀⠀ TVXQ ( 동방신기 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀80%

just like the rest of the 1980 - 1994 artists, juliette has more of a familial relationship with them

changmin & juliet had have collaborated in the past before and he’s always regarded her as a talented artist

just like changmin, u-know respects juliet for her hardwork as an idol and is always open to hearing out her troubles

⠀⠀ SUPER JUNIOR ( 슈퍼주니어 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀75%

to be honest, juliet only fw a few of the suju members. donghae & eunhyuck and probably leeteuk

although she’s more closer to the d&e duo, she puts suju in high regard as her seniors and their level as 2nd gen stars

she does talk to them occasionally tho

⠀⠀ SNSD ( 소녀시대 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

mothers and their daughter i fear

besties w tiffany and their bond is to die for

snsd > 2ne1 srry

juliet FOUGHT on the forums for them

it’s like sisterhood but also motherhood in a way so like… idk they just love juliet and they baby her whenever they get the chance to

⠀⠀ SHINee ( 샤이니 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

shinee took juliet under their wing once they met the 10 year old. when they were introduced to the pre-teen, they were in definite shock and became her older brothers

one of the core memories she has with them are the way the members would help her with her homework. since taemin had debuted awfully young as well, the pair would often be seen helping each other in their respective studies (with jonghyun stressing bc now he had to take care of TWO kids.)

key made it his responsibility to protect juliet throughout his life. of course she wasn’t the youngest person in sm, but at the time, she was just a mere ten-year-old girl who wanted to follow her dreams

⠀⠀ EXO ( 엑소 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀85%

just like shinee, most of exo (especially suho) took juliet as their daughter

often coined as the mini baekhyun w her massive amounts of energy

talking abt baekhyun, the vocal line is the reason why juliet manages to a “voice pocket” in her dimple. they always manage to teach her new ways to either sing or hit a note

but definitely older brother(s) & younger sister energy

⠀⠀ RED VELVET ( 레드벨벳 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

juliet was originally supposed to be in red velvet as she appeared in the ‘happiness’ mv but the idea was later scrapped

she trained with them and formed a sisterhood bond

out of all of the members, she’s super close w yeri and they have their own little girl dates together

irene is just a single mom who works two jobs, who loves her kids (wendy, joy, yeri, & juliet) and never stops

▶︎ FRIENDS

⠀⠀ NCT 127 ( 엔시티 127 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

if u asked juliet about what she thought about 127, she would tell u that they r her fav group

juliet is a SUCKER for noise music and who invented noise in kpop? nct ofc

out of all of the members, she’s super close w taeyong, johnny, jungwoo, mark & haechan

their bond as a whole leans in the middle of siblings & friends. its def more sibling towards the older members tho

big jungwoo fan. like everytime she sees him, a smile on her face 100%

⠀⠀ NCT DREAM ( 엔시티 드림 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀100%

since all of them are more closer in age to juliette, they all feel more connected

oh she loves the dreamies a little too much i fear

juliet always gets caught talking to them on camera or online which leaves fans super supportive of their interactions

she trained with the dreamies and basically grew up together

when asked about her favorite member in the group, she stays quiet and says jisung (to jaemin’s disbelief)

they always hang out together which has led to weird rumors but fans LIVE for their annually karaoke nights

⠀⠀ WAYV ( 웨이V ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀90%

just like the rest of nct, she fw them heavy 💚

she only goes to their door for ten’s cats and manages to unsucessfully kidnap his cats

tho she occasionally yaps with yang2, hendery, and xiaojun

at the beginning, she found it hard to communicate with them due to language barriers but after she took it upon herself to learn mandarin, she’s been talking shit w them :p

⠀⠀ AESPA ( 에스파 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀100%

just like dream, she’s more closer in age w aespa

she bonds more with giselle and they have such a tight friendship, u would think she’s dating giselle and not jaem 😒

as aespa goes to more award shows now, she’s seen tagging along with them and often coined as the hidden member.

when juliet found out that aespa was going to debut, she cheered bc she finally had more girls her age in the sm building 🙏

▶︎ GETTING TO KNOW

⠀⠀ RIIZE ( 라이즈 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀89%

when she found out shotaro and sungchan were leaving nct but debuting in riize, she cried…

YET she still truly has to make friends with the rest of the riize members. like yes she will film a challenge w them but afterwards it gets quiet…

bias in riize? probably sohee. she finds him so adorable (another complaint from jaemin)

THO she LOVEEEESSS their music.. like play talk saxy and she will SING.

⠀⠀ NCT WISH ( 엔시티 위시 ) ⠀⠀ ─── ⠀⠀75%

to her disbelief.. she didn’t know they could get younger..

like ur telling me she has to say hello to a CHILD. like she probably felt like everyone when she first debuted.. oh man it’s like deja vu

she’s definitely trying to get to know them but she finds it hard… to do that

but she’s an nctzen before human so ofc yk she’s going to support 🗣️

as for ex members, taeil & lucas aren’t rlly gonna be mentioned for obvious reasons. as for lucas, idc if the allegations were fake or real, i just dont fw that guy and so he won’t be mentioned at all other than here. ty and have a good day

[gretahayes]

I think Tim was made to have older sisters and Dick’s just there because there's no right universe where he ISN’T Tim's big brother

[yeokii]

SAND CASTLES AND FIRST LOVES — PARK SUNGHOON

synopsis . a day at the beach was for relaxing and also apparently for meeting your first love?

psh : new kid! sunghoon x fmr O.8K — fluff, crack ❨ warnings ❩ 🫧 teeth rotting fluff I PUKED. 𓍼 note — chat can u tell im tweakinh┆(bookshelf)

The sun iced your hands as you squinted your eyes under the hot weather. It was perfect. All you could do was sit down and relax and just babysit your sister? Right? It couldn't be that hard to watch over a five year old.

But one small thing you quite forgot was how hyper that little brat could be. Now you were stuck in being the little devil's assistant in help make her numerous sandcastles.

"Y/n! Don't you think that one is a bit crooked?" Your little sister pointed at the sand castle that you just made.

You dramatically sighed at your sister's remarks, "Jeez, wouldn't hurt for a compliment."

"Crooked towers don't get compliments!" Your sister huffed, "Now get to work." She said and continued making more sand castles, filling the mold with the damp sand sitting on the land.

You oughta throw her into the ocean if you could, but you stayed calm and followed the boss's orders.

Just as it started to get calm with no more snarky remarks from your little sister and calm waves crashing the sand near you, you were towered by a tall, slim figure.

Before you could even let out a warning, one of your precious sandcastles were toppled down by the boy's feet. Your sister didn't seem to care as she continued to make more sand figures to compliment her sandy mansion, but that was the one that you were most proud of so you knew you had to give him a piece of your mind.

"Hey! Watch it!" You stood up to face the rude boy, your hands on resting at your hips.

The boy turned around and you realised that it was the new kid in your school. Sunghoon looked youthful and charming as ever, his dark hair was slightly tousled from the breeze.

But the thing that caught your attention the most was the genuine look in his eyes, "I'm really sorry about that." He said, looking at the destroyed sandcastle.

"Oh— no it's fine!" You awkwardly laughed, scratching the back of your head after resizing you just screamed at the cutest boy you met.

"No really," He smiled sincerely. "Let me fix it." He knelt down, ready to fix the structure of the sandcastle.

"You don't have to do that you know," You giggled, kneeling down to his level. "I've seen you around..."

He furrowed his eyebrows and shot his eyes at you.

"Oh no! Not like that." You laughed once again. "I meant at school. New kid, yeah?"

He chuckled with you, nodding his head. "How come I've never seen your pretty face around?"

Oh jeez.

You blushed at his flirty remark, shrugging your shoulders not really knowing what to say.

"Hey! Stop flirting and get back to making the sandcastles. New kid, quick!" The little devil sassed, making your eyes widened.

"Shut up!" You whisper-screamed at her and looked back at Sunghoon with a sheepish smile, "Sorry about her. She gets a bit bossy sometimes."

"No she's right." He laughed, "Sorry miss, I'll get straight onto it." He said, trying to fix the sandcastle as quick as possible which made a snicker escape from you.

Sunghoon looked back up at you, finding your giggles really cute. The way your hair ever so slightly brushed against your face due to the light breeze and the sun slightly reflecting in your eyes, making it twinkle just might've been the cherry onto to make his heart skip a beat.

Gosh, you looked really pretty.

He was in a daze watching you make some sandcastles, craving out the minute details onto it with a slight smile fixed onto your face. He slowly panned it to your little sister staring dead straight at him.

Sunghoon went right back to the sandcastle he was fixing, clearing his throat hoping your little sister would be a little less intimidating.

"There, all done." He smiled, while getting back up.

"Hmm, good job new kid." Your little sister crossed her arms together. "It's better than Y/n's" She giggled, making you glare at her.

"Thank you though," You thanked him once again.

"No it's my fault." He brushed it off, "How about I make it up to you? What about some ice cream?"

You smiled at the request, "Of course, I'd love to."

"Me too." Your sister butted in as she walking closer to Sunghoon making him giggle.

"Sure princess." Sunghoon said, ruffled her hair and looked back at you. His warm brown eyes met yours, and for a moment, everything else faded away.

As you three walked away to head to an ice cream stand, Sunghoon stayed close by your side. He knew he didn't need to say nothing more; the look in his eyes said it all. And as your arm gently brushed against his, you suddenly became aware of how close you were.

And that today might be the day you would never forget, the summer leaving a fresh stain in your mind—the summer where you met your first love.

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[hearts4chriss]

Slice of Pizza.

Horny!Chris + Jake’s!little sister

prompt: your filming with ur brother Jake and the sturniolo triplets ur meeting for the first time, you and Chris had already been secretly talking behind their backs, he finally gets to meet you in person. After the videos over he offers to take you home and he can’t resist

Contains: public teasing, horny Chris, pet names (ma, mama, sweetheart??, baby, good girl, my girl, princess), m!oral receiving, unprotected sex ( wrap before u tap ), doggy , dirty talk, phat ass reader, creampie yktv

a/n- a lot of ppl wanted this one hope u like :)) ALL CREDS DUE TO ANYONE WHO INSPIRED ME ILYSM !! ( tags ran out )

fuck fuck fuck fuck

Today was the day.

My brother Jake and I were collaborating with the sturniolo triplets, and I was so so nervous.

The main reason is that I was talking too one of them, Chris sturniolo.

We’d been talking for a little over a month and I was actually gonna meet him, but the thing is.

His brothers and my older brother Jake have no idea we’ve been talking.

let alone how much of a freak he is, as well as I am.

We’ve sent each other, images and texts and said things but I was going insane over meeting this man.

I had decided to reach out to one of my brothers friends and ex Tara fucking yummy.

my baby💞🫂

Tara help me, yk how I’ve been talking to Chris?

I’m fucking meeting him tdy bc Jake and I are collabing w the triplets.

taraa💋

baby you’ll be okayyyy

he wants you so bad trust

Chris is gonna beg to fuck you js wait 😛😛

My cheeks grew a pink hue just thinking of that, it was obviously Chris is very attractive and I’d love to have him fuck the absolute shit out of me.

so there I sat in my room wearing this outfit praying too impress him.

A white mini skirt and a fitted skims crop tank pushing my tits up even more highlighting my figure as I threw a grey zip up over it.

I walked downstairs being greeted with my brother.

Finally, took all day. Jake rolled his eyes and I stuck my tongue out

shut up come on I wanna meet these kids. I chuckle and he raised an eyebrow at me but didn't utter a word as we hoped in the car and began driving too the location.

We got there pretty quickly and I thankfully hadn't seen a text from chris today which calmed my nerves, but it was until I saw him standing outside of my car along with matt and nick.

I quickly got out the car.

holy- shit. was all I could utter under my breath at the 3 same faced men.

Matt had tattoos which i'd always loved and he was fairly attractive.

Nick also had tattoos and he was absolutely adorable I could see us becoming close.

Chris.

The one of three i'd been "sexting" and oh my fuck he was so attractive.

He had a small stubble but not too much, his pink plump lips i'd been dying too kiss and lord the all grey- I could see his dick outline was he not wearing boxers??

wow kid ur short. Chris chuckled reaching in too give me a hug

hey baby, I finally get too meet your fine ass. He whispered low enough in my ear so I could feel a wetness grow in my panties seeping from my cunt.

Hey chris! we wanna hug her too! Nick rolled his eyes pulling me in for a hug.

ur so pretty holy shit- nick said softly and i smiled giving him a thank you.

Why am I last? Matt rolled his eyes playfully and I gave him a tighter hug than the rest.

Alright, can I have my sister back? My older brother basically emerged from his tesla and they all gave me a smile and we piled into the car as we pulled out foods from, McDonalds, a pizza place, Wendy's and more.

I sat in the passenger seat and Chris in the driver whilst nick matt and jake were in the back and he started the intro

“Hey guys welcome back to another video, this time I’m actually In my car, I’m joined by…”

Y/n Webber, the better sibling. I give the camera a wave and Jake rolls his eyes at me

“And also this collab was highly requested so…”

“Nick, Matt and Chris are with us today the sturniolo triplets!” As we all clapped for a bit.

"So today we are gonna be eating a bunch of our favourite foods and just talking and yeah that’s it!" I smiled.

"McDonald’s first?" Chris asked and everyone nodded as we each grabbed fries.

The video was super funny, Chris kept making me and everyone else laugh as well as nick and Matt attacking him it made the whole thing better. Until…

"Alright last thing?" I asked and everyone nodded

I opened the pizza box letting everyone grab a piece, I watched how Chris’s almost slipped so I helped him.

"They weren’t wrong, you are the clumsiest one". I let out a soft laugh and he rolled his eyes

"Yeah yeah". Chris chuckled and I held up the pizza for him as he looked me in the eyes, god I felt something. As he shook his head slowly trying to get a bite he managed to do so after about 7 seconds.

"Is it good bro? "Matt asked him and I let out a laugh as well as nick and my brother

"Shut up Matt". Chris spoke in a monotone and everyone laughed at that as if he wasn’t just fucking teasing me, so I decided to get him back.

"Guys it’s kinda hot-" I say unzipping my jacket Chris’s eyes follow my hand on the zipper

"Right I was gonna say".. Nick chuckles eating his pizza.

I take off my hoodie leaving my tank top as is my tits sitting perfectly upright and I noticed Chris’s eyes and I smirked continuing to eat my pizza occasionally licking the grease off my fingers looking him in the eyes.

Paybacks a bitch huh

little did I know, Chris was a fucking freak

"what did you say too my brother to even allow me to be alone with you". I let out a laugh and he chuckled pulling me onto the couch.

"Im good with words baby. He gave me a small wink before pulling me onto his lap for a kiss".

"Mmm this was well worth the wait". Chris mumbles in between kisses before grabbing my ass making me gasp as he slipped his tongue into my mouth as they played together.

He moved me on his lap, groaning as my clit rubbed on his growing boner.

"Fuck- I need ur mouth so bad" - Chris rested his head on my shoulder before tapping my ass signaling me to get up.

I got on my knees and leaned up pulling down his sweatpants along with his boxers watching his cock spring out and my eyes grow wide.

The length of it wasn’t even describable, let alone the girth, the tip was a dark pink and the veins going up the side had my panties dripping.

"you gonna suck me off or keep staring because I love the sight baby". Chris smirked biting his lip down at me and I wrap my hand around him and he moaned softly.

"baby.. please I need you- been waiting so long for you to do this" - he pleaded, almost in a whiny voice of need for me and I’d been waiting to do this.

I kiss his tip first before spitting on his cock stroking him and he throws his head back on the couch cushion.

I wrap my lips around his cock hollowing my cheeks as I began to suck him off sloppily and his hand gravitated towards my hair.

"oh fuck- just like that" - he moaned softly his eyes fluttering shut his mouth slightly agape as his chest heaved as he felt my plump lips wrap around him beginning to deep throat his dick

"oh shit ma- feels so fuckin good" - he shudders on his words as his eyes open looking down at me sucking his cock, the sound of my gagging on him were enough to make him squirm, Chris’s large hand on my head guiding me while running it in my hair.

Sucking Chris off was an experience I’d never forget and the fact I was making him feel so good whilst doing it only made my thighs clench together with anticipation, needing his cock buried inside me.

his hips occasionally thrusting allowing his tip to hit the back of my throat aggressively knowing I’d be sore tomorrow.

"F-fuckk love that pretty mouth on my dick" - he shudders when my nose presses against his lower abdomen as I deep-throat him having to hollow my cheeks due to his size.

Chris always told me he loved sloppy head and that’s exactly what I was giving him, salvia and his pre cum was running down my chin whilst spit bubbles formed on the corners of my mouth and my mascara was sweating off from the tears in my eyes.

"God you look so fucking pretty sucking me off baby" - he praised, breaths in between each word pulling on my hair slightly tighter as we made eye contact and he moaned at the sight.

"there’s my girl, keep ur eyes on me, wanna see that pretty face- shit" - Chris tried to maintain eye contact with me as best he could, but the way I was looking at him alone made him cum deep in my mouth filling it to the brim and a deep moan as he came.

Chris’s cum smeared along my lips as I swallowed it and getting up off my knees and he smiled.

"C’mere, I gotta stretch you out". Chris’s fingers pressed against my panties and I moaned softly at the touch and he chuckled.

"Hold on baby, you’ll thank me later, trust me". He smirked sliding two of his fingers inside my sopping cunt making me squeal.

"Shit Chris" - I moaned as he held me by my waist on his lap stretching me out for a bit.

"hold on ma, I don’t want you to get hurt". He kissed my cheek curling his fingers making me moan in his ear.

"You feel stretched out?" He rubs my back and I nodded

"I need words princess". Chris spanked my ass and I jolted.

"Yes yes! I do, please Chris- please fuck me" - I beg and he halts his movements sliding his fingers out of me.

"On all 4s for me and strip". He taps my ass and I do so getting on the couch pealing my panties and skirt off along with my tank top allowing me to be bare for him.

"Your so beautiful, gonna fuck this pussy so good" - he pulled his sweats down fully positioning himself behind me rubbing his cock between my folds making me whimper with frustration and his hand came down smacking my ass.

"Patience baby, such a needy girl". Chris shakes his head before gripping my hips pushing himself inside me making my back arch at the girth and sudden sharp pain from the stretch.

"Chris I-it’s not gonna fit" - I cry out and he massages my hip reassuringly.

"shh it’s okay just tell me when, take ur time". He whispered, I took some deep breaths as I felt my body finally adjust to him.

"Y-you can move now" - I sigh deeply and he holds my hips beginning to thrust slowly at first.

"Oh fuck- m’faster" - I moan peering behind my shoulder and he gives me a sly smile before picking up the paste making my jaw hang open as his hips came in contact harshly with my ass.

"shit- ur so tight ma" - Chris groaned his hands grip my ass occasionally letting go to give it a slap rubbing over the soft skin.

"oh god- ur so deep Chris" - i drop my head breathing heavily before he grips my hair thrusting harder.

"huh? I wanna hear that again". He holds his grip firmly waiting for me to respond as I’m dazed out on his cock.

"f-fuck! Your so- deep" - I moan in between words shuddering in his grasp as he releases his grip from my hair gravitating towards my hips again.

"that’s a good girl" - Chris praised rutting his hips into mine, the sound of our bodies connecting and my moans and heavy breathing along with his filled the empty room creating a sex aroma

"shit Chriss" - I dragged out moaning as he arched my back making his cock reach depths I don’t think we’re possible before he paused.

"W-what are you doing?!" I whimper in frustration and he shushed me.

"I wanna watch you fuck yourself on my cock can you do that for me?" He whispers into my neck, tickling my skin, his raspy voice going to my core.

I positioned myself on my forearms arching my back beginning to move my hips back and forth on his dick and he moaned in response holding my hip for comfort.

"fuck- keep throwing that shit back on me ma" - Chris shuddered, biting his lip at the sight, my moans shooting to his throbbing cock as well as my moans fueling his ego and filling his ears

"fuckk yes- feels so good- I cried out". clenching my fists at the pleasure and the angle his dick was hitting, the tip feeling on my g spot made me shake each time.

Chris was in heaven, just the sight of this could've made him cum inside me.

"shit- there you go baby- love that ass" - he lets out a deep groan laying a smack across my cheeks making me squeal as he rubs over the soft skin as I continued fucking myself on his cock, picking up the pace, our breathing syncing picking up.

"oh shitt- yes yess!" I squirm and shake ever so slightly as his tip kisses my most sensitive spot.

"Looks like I found it". He mumbles to himself before grabbing my hips beginning to thrust his own into mine making my jaw hang open whilst only heavy breathing comes out

"shit- fucked you speechless?" He lets out a breathy moan and I can’t help but mimick his actions because he quite literally fucked me speechless.

"God you take me so well" - sound so pretty on my cock- he lays a harsh smack to my ass making me squeal out as I close my walls around him.

"Chris I-I’m gonna cum" - I turn my head to the side seeing his facial expression as my breath picks up fists clenched as his hand rubs my clit.

"come on baby give it to me" - he praises his fingers play with my pussy overstimulating it as I cried out Chris’s name repeatedly until I creamed his cock.

He pulls out painting white ropes on my back giving me a second to catch my breath.

"You okay?" Chris pants pulling me onto his lap.

"yeah I’m okay- that was- well worth it". I smile pushing the hair sticking to his forehead away.

All over a slice of pizza huh.

Shut up Chris. I roll my eyes as he presses kisses to my shoulder

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[laikabu]

i am curious about something, maybe i just missed the memo. where did the name makalu come from, why didnt they just name him makalu instead of his actual real name which we shall not mention because its irrelevant? speaking of which, does pumori have a northern name? any other tidbits you'd like to share about the kids? i love them so much, let us know more about them please and thank you!

ohh yea thank u for asking

makalu’s birth name is aurelios to lessen the suspicion that he’s kabru’s son to people who haven’t seen him. mostly for future history books. to an outsider who doesn’t know any better, laios probably just got a consort from the western continent and the other parent is deeefinitely not the sole survivor of utaya. in short, aurelios is just for legal documents. so would be his little sister’s legal name

kabru’s goal is to not let his and laios’s intimate relationship be known as it’s deemed politically unethical. of course, laios doesn’t entirely understand, so he feels bad about it.

pumori has a northern name too, but i just haven’t entirely figured it out yet. i want it to be in line with “laios” and “falin”, “aurelios” (follower suggestion) just sounded like a laios jr name so it was convenient

right now i really need to at least make a little toyhouse page or something. whenever i answer asks about them i keep forgetting details ive said before… but a little tidbit i could share is that makalu and pumori’s dynamic is a gender bent mirror of falin and thistle’s LOL especially the berries scene…

[mrsstarkey1]

approval - jj maybank

REQUEST: "could u write a lil fic where reader is dating JJ secretly and she's toppers sister??? and he finds out and gets all mad - it can end however u want! thanks" requested by @sofiatheseconf

WORD COUNT: 1.0k

WARNINGS: curse words

a/n: check out my most recent jj fic

“Shh, will you be quiet?” you whisper-yelled to JJ as he practically stomped up the stairs in your house. “My mom and Topper are here,” you said sternly as you closed your bedroom door quietly. 

He rolled his eyes, letting himself fall down on your bed. “Maybe we should just tell Topper,” he said with a shrug and your eyes snapped to him, giving him a look that just screamed, 'absolutely not.'

You laid down next to him with a sigh, “as much as I hate sneaking around all the time, I think I would hate having my boyfriend murdered by my brother more.”

“You have a decent point,” he said, followed by a dramatic sigh. “I just want the world to know about us.” 

You turned toward him, eyebrow raised, “the world?” 

JJ rolled his eyes, “you know what I mean.” 

“I know,” you said softly, turning yourself over to look at him. “I don’t love it either, but you gotta admit, the risk of getting caught is a little thrilling, isn’t it?” You said slowly, tracing the skin under his t-shirt. 

He let a smirk play at his lips, nodding slowly. He re-positioned his body so he was hovering over you. You propped yourself up on your elbows, kissing him hungrily. He moved down to your neck, planting wet kisses down to your collarbone.

“Hey y/n, Mom wants to know if-” you instinctively pushed JJ off of you at the sound of Topper's voice, and JJ landed on the floor with a thud. “What the fuck?” Toppers familiar angry voice echoed through the your now dead-silent room.

Your eyes stayed widened in a state of shock, eyes flickering between the two boys in front of you. “I was wrong, this is not thrilling,” you mumbled to yourself.

JJ shot up off the floor, and Topper snapped out of his shock and started toward him. You pushed yourself off the bed quickly, hurriedly blocking Topper from your JJ. “Wait, wait.”

“What the fuck is going on in here y/n?” you opened your mouth to speak, “actually no, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. But whatever it was, it’s over.”

“You can’t be serious,” you said with a scoff. 

“I’m more than serious, I don’t want to see that pogue around you ever again. Understand? I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

He was not kidding. Over the next couple weeks, where ever you went, he went. Where ever you ate, he ate. Where ever you shopped, he sat on the bench outside the store. He even watched your tennis practices. He would practically hiss at every pogue who even came within 10 feet of you. Even when he wasn’t with you, he had one of his dumbass friends watching your every move as if you were a child that needed babysat.

You’d been annoyed by your brother before, obviously, but this took it to a whole new level. You were furious.

Though he watched you like a hawk when you were out and about, he somehow never thought to watch you when you were home. Once you realized he hadn’t checked on you in your room once, JJ started to sneak into your room almost every night. It was baffling that Topper hadn’t figured it out yet.

He would sneak in through your window around 9:00 every night, so it was dark enough so he wouldn’t be seen but light enough so he could see what he was doing.

One night that planned to come over, he had fallen asleep unwillingly. He didn’t wake up until midnight with about a million missed texts and calls from you. He threw on a shirt quickly sent a short text before heading to your place.

He climbed up to the roof, paying more attention to his feet on the slick roof from the rain, rather than to where he was going. He held his hand out until he found glass, knocking on it softly.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” JJ heard a loud, muffled voice from the other side of the window that definitely wasn’t yours.

“Fuck.”

The window opened abruptly and JJ was pulled into the room, landing on the wood floor. “Didn’t learn your lesson, pogue?” Topper yelled, standing over JJ fully ready to beat the hell out of him.

JJ held up his hands in surrender, “just let me explain, alright?”

“Explain what? That you’ve been sneaking into my little sisters room to-” he scrunched his nose in disgust, shaking his head. “To do God knows what.”

JJ pushed himself off the floor and onto his feet, “listen, we’re not just having-” he stopped when he saw Toppers glare. “Sorry,” he mumbled, mentally cursing himself. “We've been dating for three months, Topper. It’s not just a meaningless fling, it’s serious.”

Topper stayed silent, eyebrows furrowing in deep thought. JJ continued to plead his case, “I know we don’t have a great history, okay? But I don’t even care about any of that anymore. I love her man,” JJ admitted quietly, saying the words out loud for the first time.

Toppers head snapped up, meeting JJ’s eyes and searching for sincerity. He took a step closer, taking in a breath. JJ didn’t move a muscle, doing his best to appear confident.

“Just so you know, I don’t like what I’m about to say. But I love my sister, and I want her to be happy,” Topper started, jaw clenched. “One chance; you get one chance. You break her heart, and you’re gonna have a lot more broken.”

JJ nodded, holding out his hand for Topper to shake, “I’d never hurt her,” he said simply, obvious genuineness laced in his voice.

Topper firmly shook his hand with a short nod.

You peaked your head around Toppers opened door with a smile, deciding it was okay to reveal yourself now. You had heard the entire conversation, including a certain phrase that you couldn’t wait to say back to JJ.

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i got my eye on you - four; marauders

pairing: marauders (sirius black x reader) | 2k words plot: albus reaches out to you to keep the marauders save, to not have them die, so you join them in their seventh year. authors note: i hope you're well, love u! If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know!

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You had left Sirius’ room when the others returned from hogsmeade. With kisses and little miss you’s, you left him alone. The walk to your room seemed longer than usual. You stopped outside the corridor, the moonlit night had a calming effect.

You pushed a stick between your lips and lit it with a tap from your finger. You let your gaze wander, though nothing much could be seen in the dark.

Something caught your attention or rather someone. Four figures argued with each other. You couldn’t make out three of them, they were hidden by the dark but the fourth one, you were sure, was Peter.

Your eyebrows furrowed, unsure what to think of it. You didn’t know Peter as well as the others, not like Sirius. He probably had friends apart from the marauders. You made a mental note to keep an eye on Peter, for his own sake.

Before you were able to accompany Sirius and his friends to breakfast, Albus had waved for you. Sirius didn’t have a chance to argue before you aparated away.

“What’s the matter, Headmaster?” The old wizard swatted his arm, signaling for you to take a seat. You didn’t argue and sat yourself down, the lighter which you stole from Sirius’ bedside table between your fingers.

“You have a little sister, am I correct?” You sighed and nodded your head.

“Millicent Fox, I believe.” You were well aware that your parents had another daughter, although you’ve met her maybe once or twice.

“She’s small, we’re almost twenty years apart.” You answered.

Albus nodded and plopped a lemon drop in his mouth. “Fourteen years to be accurate.” You diverted your gaze and dropped a small “whatever” in the process.

“She’s to enroll for her first year here in Hogwarts.” You looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. “How generous of our parents.” He didn’t answer and gave you a small smile.

“Maybe you could look out for her and the first years.” A small smirk found itself on your lips. “Yet another task, Albus?” 

“Don’t think of it as a task, I heard she only speaks in the highest tones of you.” You shook your head, face in a scowl.

“She’s a kid.” He nodded.

“Exactly, so help her and the others stay kids, we all know what’s happening nowadays.” You didn’t answer the old wizard.

“Was that everything you wanted to talk to me about?” He shook his head.

“Not exactly.” You waited for him to continue. “I wanted to forward my praises.” He paused.

“For-”For exceptional execution of protection. The incident at the last Quidditch Match was a horrible incident which you defused in a short time. For a brief moment your relationship to Sirius Black stated a problem but seeing how you execute your work erased that worry.”

You were dumbfounded.

“My relationship?” He gave you a smile.

“I know everything, Miss Fox.” You cringed at your last name.

“One issue I do have, I’m afraid.” You once again didn’t interrupt him and waited for him to continue.

“I must plead to you that punishment of students in any form is to be executed by a teacher of this school, vigilantism is something I don’t want to see in these walls again, Miss Fox.” You nodded and excused yourself.

With a cigarette between your lips you wandered the school grounds, deep in thought.

You hadn’t seen Millie since she was a toddler, not that you knew her very well. Somehow you felt bad, bad for the little girl who had to grow up in the same awful household you had to. You’d give her a chance, you thought.

Give yourself a chance, maybe.

“Are you my sister?” A girl with big brown eyes started up to you, her hand grasped your coat with an iron grip. You looked around, eyes wide. “Miss Y/N?” A house elf you knew too well stood in front of you. “Esmy.” You spoke, your voice barely a whisper.

You crouched down, your arms already around the elf’s shoulders. “Where has Miss Y/N been? Esmy was greatly worried.” She tried. Esmy has been more of a mother than your own has ever been. 

She cared for you when you were sick, wiped your tears and played with you when neither of your parents paid you any mind.

“Miss Y/N is Miss Millicent’s sister.” Esmy spoke, pulling the little girl forward.

Your sister threw you a big smile and threw her tiny arms around your shoulders.

“I knew, you’re my prettiest best sister ever.”

She said, her pigtails hitting your face in the process.

“Esmy showed me photos and told super stories.” You gave her a small smile and grasped her cheek.

“Is that so?” She nodded and played with your hair while you spoke to Esmy. “How is she at home?” Esmy shook her head. 

“Not as strict but not kind either.” She said and you sighed.

"Millicent? Where are you child? Millicent?!”

Your eyes widened. “I gotta go, Millie.” She frowned and sniffled as she stared at you. “

No, I don’t want you to go.” “Take care of her, Esmy.” Esmy nodded and grabbed Millicent.

“I love you, Millie.”

You spoke before you aparated away, desperate to get away before your parents arrived.

“Love, here you are.” Sirius pulled you out of your thoughts, his bag slung over his shoulder.

With one hand he took your cigarette from you and with the other he pulled you closer, his hand buried in your neck. He pressed a hot kiss on your lips and smiled at you.

He took a drag and looked at you.

“What’s the matter?” You sighed and leaned over the railing. “Dumbledore knows of us.” He chuckled and threw an arm over your shoulders, another kiss pressed to your cheek.

“Does he have an issue with that?” Your lips broke into a small smile. “Not really, since I saved your ass a while ago.” He chuckled and took another drag.

He looked at you once more before intertwining his fingers with yours. “That’s not everything, is it?” You shook your head, a sigh left your lips.

“My little sister will come to Hogwarts soon.” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Sister? I thought you were an only child.” You shook your head.

“She’s fourteen years younger than me, she’s barely a child. I don’t even know her.” You grasped his hand to take a drag yourself.

“Albus told you that, why?”

Your hand found his brown locks. “He wants me to look out for her and the other first years, with everything that’s going on.” He sighed but rummaged in his pockets for his pack. With a flick of his lighter, the next cigarette was lit.

“Then we’ll look out for them together.” You gave him a smile and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

“Let’s grab a bite, huh?” You nodded and took the cigarette from his lips.

Sirius poured some pumpkin juice in your cup and went to grab your plate but you stopped him.

“I’m not hungry.” You protested, your head still swinging with all the thoughts and worry.

“You’ve got to eat something, Y/N.” James had to laugh as he grabbed his cup.

“What’re you laughing at, Potter?” Sirius glared at him. “Oh nothing, Black. Just, hilarious to see you acting all love sick.” Sirius straightened up quickly and threw a biscuit at him.

“I’m not.” James and Remus chuckled.

“Do you want some Pumpkin juice, my love.” James reenacted the previous event.

“Yes please, Sirius.” Remus joined in. “I do not at all sound like that.” You protested.

“Whatever you two, we’re hanging out in the yard later, you comin’ too?” James asked, his question directed at the both of you.

Sirius looked at you, his answer totally laid with you.

“Sure-” Your answer was interrupted by a sudden poof as your house elf, Suki appeared.

“Miss Y/N.” Marlene was so badly startled that she dropped her pumpkin pasty with a yelp.

“Suki, what’s the matter?” You watched the elf trying to not step on any plates or knock something over. 

“This letter arrived for Miss arrived just now. Suki hurried to deliver it.” You took the letter from her tiny hands and thanked her before she disappeared again.

To: Y/N Fox.

From: Millicent Fox.

“What is it?” 

You didn’t answer as you opened up the envelope. The paper was slightly crumbled, maybe she hesitated to send it.

Dear Y/N,

I don’t know if you remember me but I am your little sister, Millicent. I’m about to enroll for my first year at Hogwarts, School of Magic. Your house elf, Suki, has visited me. She let me know that you would be there too, though she didn’t tell me what for. I can’t imagine you as a teacher.

Don’t punish your house elf for talking to me, mother punishes Esmy for every little mistake. I hope you’re nothing like her, hopefully.

I’m excited to meet you, I hope you’re as kind as I imagine you to be.

With kind regards,

your little sister, Millie.

You closed the letter and pushed it back into its envelope.

“Who wrote you?” Sirius asked, pouring some milk into your cup of coffee.

“My sister.” He nodded and stirred the liquid some more. “Here you go.” He paused and placed a biscuit on your saucer. “Just this.” He spoke, puppy eyes forcing you to comply. After you took a bite of the biscuit Sirius had given you, Lily turned to you.

“You have a sister?” You nodded and took a sip from your coffee.

“A very small one, yes.” Sirius placed his hand on your back and spoke again. “What she say?” You grasped his hand and intertwined your fingers.

“She’s very excited to meet me.” Sirius nodded, taking a bite of his food. “That’s good, right?” You nodded, a small smile on your lips.

“I hope.” 

“So, are you two official yet?” Marlene asked, the table stilled. She furrowed her eyebrows.

“Oh please, you two hold hands, smile at each other all the time. I’m not even going to begin to imagine what you lot did while we were at Hogsmeade the other day.” 

James stared at his friend and then at you.

“You two, I thought you were joking?” Lily had to chuckle.

“You really are blind, Potter.” You cleared your throat, a small smile on your lips.

“He hasn’t asked me yet, so no, not official.” Sirius let go of your hand, eyes wide.

“We kissed!” He threw in. “Boys.” Marlene sighed while shaking her head.

“Oh and how we kissed, my dear Sirius.” You paused.

“But until you ask me to be your girlfriend, I’m not.” He sighed and took another bite.

“Do you-”Not like this, Sirius.” Marlene threw in.

“Not over the dinner table, you neanderthal.”

“But how?” She smirked at Sirius.

“That’s for you to figure out, love.” You smiled before you lit yourself a cigarette.

Sirius stayed quiet as his thumb caressed the back of your hand, his head visibly smoking.

“Idiot.” Marlene commented.

“I really don’t know what you see in him, honestly.” You blew some smoke. “He’s not just a pretty face, Marlene.” She huffed a chuckle as she took a sip of her drink.

“Whatever you say.” You threw her a smile and felt Sirius relax. The letter in your pocket weighed a ton, your head was full of thoughts.

You didn’t know if you were prepared for all that but there was something you were absolutely sure about.

These kids would stand by your side and Sirius would be closest.

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Hey Melon!

I was watching your video on chapter 1113 & when you were talking about Sanji & Bonney's I got so excited. I hadn't initially noticed all the childhood parallels between them (agree with u 100% tho), but I do think Sanji is becoming her favorite Strawhat & that they have a dynamic/growing bond that Oda seems to want us to pay attention to.

However, I was assuming that Bonney was sort of imprinting (might not be the best word) on Sanji. We all know Sanji is very kind to girls so I think Bonney has only seen his best side & I think his specific brand of kindness might be reminding her of her daddy. Kuma & Sanji also both have terrible martyr complexes so she might be getting the same vibes from them & naturally gravitating towards Sanji because of it.

For all we know Bonney will be a true orphan after the arc and since she's still so young it would make sense for her to be looking for a parental figure even if it was subconsciously. That coupled with the points you brought up of how Sanji would be able to understand her in a way maybe the others wouldn't makes me more confident in my gut feeling.

I personally believe Bonney is actually being set up to be the last member of the crew so Oda adding in this dynamic between her & Sanji would help her integrate better. Maybe Oda wants Sanji to parent & mentor a child the same way Zeff did since Sanji looks up to & desires to emulate the kind of man his "true" father is? He has such a strong desire to protect & it would be sweet to see him able to put all that energy towards one person.

I also just think it would be funny to give Sanji a surrogate baby sister/daughter given how outlandish he can be sometimes. We already have Bonney calling him a "good man" (ur like 10 girl what do YOU know 😂) so imagine Bonney being very confused as to why Sanji doesn't get bitches & her trying to be his lil wingman? Their dynamic has a lot of potential for humor & tear inducing moments me think. I'm also very much a girl dad Sanji truther so anything that can quench my thirst for it is great in my book. Give it to me Oda. I'm begging you!

This is so long I'm so sorry! Thanks if you bother to read all of it 😊

Well see first of all Sanji DOES get bitches, it's just that HE'S the bitch that gets GOT and he's oblivious to it, so jot that down!

Second of all, Sanji and Bonney have a very interesting relationship at the moment. Sanji clearly wants to be a positive figure in Bonney's eyes, and wants to be the one to protect and save her - and one of the reasons is because Sanji is softer towards girls. But there's also the fact that Bonney is doing everything to find her father, and we must remember how Sanji reacted to Kinemon and Momonosuke in Punk Hazard,

Sanji's heart immediately softened at Kinemon saying he was looking for his son, and while he had an odd relationship with Momonosuke, Sanji still cared for and protected the kid. Sanji has a REAL soft spot for anyone with a father/child relationship, probably because his OWN blood father sucked, and his ACTUAL father was a man who took Sanji in despite it all.

I don't think Bonney will join the crew because I really cannot imagine Nami accepting a child on their crew for the unforeseeable future, especially in such dangerous waters, but Sanji and Bonney's parallels really break my heart.

The fact the two of them have loving mothers who gave their lives for them. They both have blood fathers they'd despise and, no doubt, have complicated feelings about their blood. They both have ACTUAL fathers who adopted them and sacrificed SO MUCH for their futures.

They seem like mirrors of each other in a lot of ways, and Bonney is also using Sanji's name specifically, so she must feel a strong safety or connection with him. Sanji is trying to help Bonney, to keep her safe, and to keep KUMA safe, because HE experienced all these turmoils and traumas as a child too. Sanji watched Zeff sacrifice so much for him, his heart would BLEED for Bonney - who is watching HER father do the exact same thing.

I'd say it's much more of a big brother/little sister relationship between them, but it's also something more than that, because Sanji is saving a kid he would truly see himself in.

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out of fic scope but landoscar with teenager emma? Hehe

surprise u didn't know it but u assigned me a to-do list thx anon!!

assign me a chore!! (or just send me an ask and i'll assign myself tbh)

nothing is out of fic scope at this point, it's like a 100k universe in my brain that includes the original chaptered fic and like 50 spin-offs. it's really out-of-hand.

anyway, i was thinking about this this morning on my commute but i wanted to force myself to do a chore before answering, so i've been pondering this one all day.

my original thought was oscar's going to race until his mid-to-late 30's at least probably, so Emma will be a teenager and he'll still be in F1. so then I was thinking about emma in the paddock, because i was like she'd DEFINITELY be a social queen (she's lando's daughter) so everyone would have known her most of her life, it's like a second home and she loves going to races whenever she can. and then i was thinking about emma loving the paddock back, and i was like... you know what makes sense in my brain? emma who LOVES f1 and always has, whose most important influences and parent figures (other than actual bio dad obvi) all lived and breathed it her whole childhood, who is probably fascinated by the details and intricacies. so anyway, emma who wants to study to be a race engineer or mechanic. right? like she loves chatting with oscar's pit wall and looking at data with them and talking with osc after races about the strategy and his decision-making process and oscar obviously loves it too, because he loves racing. and lando LIKES f1 and UNDERSTANDS f1 because he karted as a kid, but he's not deeply fascinated by race craft the way emma is. so we get individual special bonding between teenage emma and oscar that they both cherish.

anyway, outside of that, she'll be a teenage girl, so she'll definitely have her moments of drama and irritation and freezing her parents out, but she loves them both deeply and admires them as people. probably embarrassed by lando around race weekends bc she wants to be seen as grown up and mature, so she'd be a bit of an asshole to him sometimes. obligatory "you're not even my legal parent, stop telling me what to do" to oscar when he's asking her to do her homework or telling her she can't go out alone with a date to an event at 11pm. but yeah. mostly just growing pains. not having a female figure in the house with her is really frustrating to her sometimes, like she probably cries when she's having period cramps and doesn't have a mom to help her, but it's passing. she's close with lando's mum and maybe pietra a bit, or one of lando or oscar's sisters. still likes to cuddle with one of her dads when she's sad or sick. i'm undecided if she'll ever call oscar "dad" or an equivalent moniker or just "osc" forever, but she definitely THINKS of him as her second dad from the time she's like five or six. so yeah. normal teenage stuff.

thanks for asking!! i loved thinking about teenage emma.

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no one asked but here's what I would do if I could rewrite the Parkers arc on TVD:

starting out Kai would leave after taking Jo's magic. I don't even care where he goes or if his final line in season six is "have a good life, sissy" but my boy would disappear and go run free for a while and leave mystic falls behind. So no second stent in a prison world or being a blood-bag for a bunch of heretics (like y'all wonder why he came back to the wedding swinging).

Listen, do I still want him to become a heretic ??

Yes, 100%.

But we'd need to figure out how to avoid killing Jo and Liv in the process, so we'd be relying on some silly TVD loophole. As coven leader his ass should be able to sever the ties binding them.

(or maybe jo gets given vampire blood at the hospital pre wedding and when he stabs her she wakes up too but as a vampire i don't KNOW and i don't care but we keep the three of them alive end of discussion. the Red Wedding is so deliciously evil of him part of me wants to keep it but maybe we focus on making it about killing their awful dad/the abusive family and leave the siblings out of it).

so yes, Jo would somehow make it through the wedding unscathed, leaving Caroline out of the horrible gemini baby incubator plot line.

Liv and Tyler get back together post wedding gate, and in season 7 they're hopefully enjoying college and making plans for the future. She's still broken up about Luke, obviously, but she's finding ways to heal. He's helping her, she's helping him, they're healthy and adorable and 100% on track for marriage.

In season 7 we'd see Jo and Ric adjusting to pregnancy/parenthood, with the mystic falls gang rallying around them to help.

We'd get an occasional check in on Kai: i want him off being ridiculous on islands and in europe and just vibing being a menace wherever he'd like; maybe the MFG call him for magical advice since he's wicked smart where the witch histories are involved or maybe hes still hung up on bonnie and calling every few months to see if she misses him yet (she'll never admit she does).

In Season 8, the saltzman girls start to get their powers. The gang hasn't heard from Kai in a while, maybe we haven't even seen him in town since he left in season 6. But he shows up unannounced one afternoon on Jo and Ric's porch (they've upped to a family house) asking if he's missed dinner. It's a holiday: my boys got an awful sweater on, a baked good in one hand and a sack of presents for the girls in the other. I'd also like a santa hat with a little bell if it's christmas.

The loophole about Jo saying she'd kill him if he ever came back is that now she's a mom, and the girls are confirmed witches (which makes them official members of the coven) so if he dies they die, and he doesn't think Jo will kill her own kids.

Obviously he's right, so a super weird and uncomfortable "family" dinner ensues. The girls have no idea who he is at first, but they're thrilled to meet a new Uncle. They have questions about their mom growing up, and questions about Kai now and where he lives, and Josie, especially, has questions about what's wrong with them.

Lizzy is nervous around new people, but Josie isn't even the tiniest bit afraid of him. She peppers him with question after question, hardly letting him catch his breath:

If he's a siphon like her, how come he has magic of his own now? Can she ever have that, too? Does letting her magic drain out ever stop hurting? Will she ever be as good a witch as Lizzy? Why were they born like this?

And Kai can't help but fall for her. No one answered his questions when he was a kid, so he takes his time telling her the truth now. He still doesn't know why the spirits did this to them and not their sisters - but there's nothing stopping Josie from being as powerful as she wants to be.

(Except him, of course, but she doesn't need to know that.)

At dinner, Jo and Ric sit at either end of the table, and Kai sits in the middle across from the girls. Lizzy's warmed up to him now and keeps asking him for special tricks. They haven't seen a real witch except for Aunt Bonnie, and having one so close for the evening - let alone someone they're actually related to, is a novelty they can't pass up.

Suddenly Kai flicks his wrist, and the girls freeze in their seats. "They're cuter than I thought they'd be," he admits.

"What did you do to them?" Ric growls, starting to stand. But Kai keeps him in his seat with another wave of his hand, smiling at both of them.

"We need to have a little chat," he tells them, "grown ups only."

"So send them to their rooms," Jo snaps, "we don't use magic on our children-,"

"Oh nice," Kai nods, "good on you for breaking the family traditions. But this will only take a moment, sissy, and they won't remember a thing. Pinky promise."

"Fine," Jo says, "what is it?"

"Simple question," Kai sighs. "I know which one of them is my favorite, but how about you two?"

Jo and Ric can only stare at him.

"You probably like Lizzy best, right?" Kai asks, rolling his eyes at Jo. "But what about you, Ric? Does Josie being a little freak bother you? Or does it not really matter, since you've never been a witch anyway?"

"Kai-," Jo tries to stop him, but he brushes her off.

"Don't pretend you don't have a secret favorite," he says. "You and I both know every parent does. Now tell me which one it is, and I'll unfreeze them."

"Why would I ever do that?" Jo asks. "I don't HAVE a favorite, I love them both."

"Well," Kai hums. "I suppose I could kill them both, if it's what you want. But between us it only really needs to be one of them. I thought you'd at least want to pick which one you got to keep."

He flicks his wrist, and the girls go back to peppering him with questions. Jo and Ric exchange panicked, horrified glances.

"Why are you two looking at me like that?" Kai asks, making sparks dance on his fingers for the girls. "I'm being nice, or did you miss the part where I said you could keep one of them?"

*

Later, after Ric and Jo have had a heated debate on what they should or shouldn't do, Jo takes the girls into the living room where Kai's waiting.

"Oof, bit harsh, sissy," he says, standing, "making one of them watch?"

Jo doesn't say anything, she just stops before him, the girls standing between them.

"Who's it going to be?" He asks, cracking his knuckles.

"I don't know," Jo says, "because I can't decide, and I'm not going to."

Kai tips his head back, groaning. "Come on, that wasn't the deal-,"

"I didn't agree to any deal," she reminds him, keeping a tight grip on each of her daughters. "I love them both, Kai, equally. If you want me to pick Lizzy because she's the easier option, I'm not going to do it. Josie is just as much a witch as any of us, and I'm not going to give up on her just because we might have hard days. I'm their mother, I can't make this choice."

Kai glares at her, knowing where she's headed.

"So if this is really what you want to do, then you look at your nieces right now," she orders, "and pick."

Kai rolls his eyes. This is her big plan?

Fine, easy.

He drops down to his knees before the girls, looking at each of them. Josie shuffles a bit closer, tugging the edge of his sleeve.

"Uncle Kai," she whispers, "did we do something wrong?"

Kai's expression falters. "No," he says, "you - you haven't done anything."

"Then why are you and mommy fighting?" Lizzy asks, tilting her head.

"Because your mom is being difficult," Kai pinches the bridge of his nose, "can you two just be quiet for a minute?"

"Sorry, Uncle Kai," Josie shrinks in on herself, drawing her little hand away from his arm.

He stares at them, and they stare right back at him. It should be easy - but it isn't. Josie has his eyes, his hair, his curse. And Lizzy can't shut up to save her life, she's twitching now with the need to ask him something else.

"You're both so - small," he says, one hand on each of their cheeks. "You're kids," his eyes flick up to where Jo still stands above them, "they're just kids."

"I know," Jo agrees, "so were we."

and just like that, we've got an immortal coven leader and no need to ever do a merge again

anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk

[morganalatina21]

Manipulating Death: Chapter Ten

Series Summary: When Harry discovers he has a twin sister that was hiding for years, he wants to know all about her, specially about her ability to bring people back to life.

a/n: I'm sorry it took me so long to post this one, I was trying to make it longer bc I intend to add a big time break next chapter and I needed everything to be in place, hope u enjoy it :)))

(Also, english isn’t my first language so I’m sorry in advance lol)

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Pain.

That's all she felt.

Everywhere. Every single inch of her body was hovering and turning in pain.

Excruciating and extended.

Her eyes were blurry and took a long time to focus, and even a longer to realize where she was. The basement of her house.

And that sad figure on the stairs certainly was Sirius Black.

Felt like her brain got flipped, like someone stole and juggled around with it just to return it shaky and scared. The last thing she remembered was Regulus, standing right where his brother is, pulling her closer and closer to the living world.

Fuck, she was back.

"Holy smokes." The man said, crawling closer and closer to her, wand in hand just in case. "Are you really...?"

She blinked her eyes at him, trying to move the lips but feeling the throat ache like she just swallowed a cup of sand and glass.

"That's insane!" He shouted, a small smile on his lips. "But that's like... the eighth most insane thing that I've seen this last weeks."

The jokes were made to stop the tears from falling even though she could notice how his eyes sparkled.

Y/n was alive once more, he hadn't disappointed James and Lily again.

"Hold still, I'll grab you a cup of water." He mumbled just above a breath, and stood up, running to the kitchen. "Here ya go, mini Evans."

Pushing the liquid down her throat, she felt it burning like firewhiskey. Merlin, that hurt.

"Where's.... Reggie?" She whispered, voice breaking and exploding into coughing just as she finished her sentence. "He was here."

"He went back to the house, couldn't bare to look at you any longer." He told, caressing her hair as it slowly gained a little more color. "I said I'd stay behind to take care of your body until he was ready to give you a funeral. I offered to clean the house but he declined."

Of course he would, she thought, Regulus hated when things weren't adjusted his way. When they started living together, he finally had some control of what his house could look like and he wasn't ready to give it up.

His speech.

How he felt for her, even almost made her not regret kissing him the last time they saw each other.

"Take me to him." She pleaded, feeling her bones ache and flesh twist inside her body. "I need Reggie."

"I know you two have this really complicated relationship and shit, but right now you need to rest." He mocked, shaking his head no, like an old father who knew his kid was in love.

"Padfoot." Y/n called sternly, dropping his act. "Do you know anything about resurrecting someone? No. And I don't have strength on my own. If he finds out I came back but re-died because you didn't apparate with me, he'll murder you."

Hell, she was right.

"We'll grab the potions needed and you'll take me to him." She instructed. "Right now, we're both serious."

He choked in a laugh, looking at her in shock that she'd make that joke right now.

But he had to admit, on his early years in Hogwarts he'd tell that joke and its variants all the time, so much the marauders and the girls would already anticipate them.

And for just a moment, Sirius saw James' eyes instead of hers.

Shrugging it off, he pulled her arm above his head and helped feet after feet going upstairs, wanting to get out of there but also not forcing her in case she wasn't strong enough.

But oh boy, she was.

"Take that drawer." Y/n instructed, nodding towards the same furniture she asked Remus a couple nights ago. "And those papers and books, you can put it here." She said, opening a small backpack that was hidden under the coffee table. "It's for emergencies." She whispered upon seeing his gaze.

"Alright, what else do we need?"

The girl didn't answer, holding herself on the back rest of the biggest chair in the living room, shaky fingers gripping into the wood like her life depended on it.

Instead, she opted to whistle a light melody, looking at the main door, open wide due to the Death Eaters' forced entrance.

Sirius was starting at her like she just punched him in the face, asking what was wrong with her.

But he was surprised when two possessors came barging in, following the sound that came out of her lips.

She opened up the backpack and held it with both hands, her back pressed firmly against the wall for security.

The possessor didn't even hesitate to enter it, making their figures smaller and smaller to fit the tiny hole.

"What the..."

The biggest was Regulus' possessor, the one she ran after for the entire city they lived in two and a half years ago.

It's eyes found her pupils, just like the day she won his confidence, after two weeks of fighting each other through the streets.

Suffice to say, Regulus was less than pleased to see that thing once she came home with it, it was much bigger than the ones lying in the basement and stared holes in his face, desesperately wanting to possess his body once again.

The smaller was Luna's possessor, it was way shorter and it's eyes weren't in the slightest scary. That girl wouldn't take long to surpass the layers of the death world, so there wasn't that much work to do.

Once both were nice and organized in the backpack with the other supplies, she handed it over to Sirius.

"Ouch!" He yelled, feeling his head hit the ground and hands twist as soon as she let go of the bag.

"Careful, it's heavy." Her hoarse voice announced, almost giggling.

"Oh is it? I didn't notice!" He responded, forcing himself up and throwing the heavy backpack over his shoulder. "Anything else m'lady?"

Her eyes darted around, staring at every corner of that house, knowing she'd miss it so badly.

"Regulus already took a lot of your things, before you ask." Sirius groaned. "Like the hairbrush, the necklace and the tiara. He said you'd probably want to be buried with them."

The tiara, part of the costume Remus and Sirius got her for Halloween, the one that James died next to.

The younger Black was right. She wanted to be buried with those her whole life, but now maybe she'd give Harry the hairbrush, he had so little from their parents.

"Then that's all." She nodded, the feeling of missing it already shaking her body.

She'd miss waking up to find Regulus in the kitchen, hair pulled back in a small bun with teapot and two teacups on his hands.

Would certainly miss how they'd always want to move the furniture around the room without magic, and always ended up on the floor exhausted.

How sometimes they would feed the possessors like they were dogs.

How Regulus would always say he wanted a cat, and she'd tell him it would leave fur all around the house and he'd go mental with the animal.

That's when she realized.

Sure the house was a big part of her.

But what she missed really was him.

That obnoxiously intelligent man, she loved to mess with. She loved to see him.

She loved him.

And after literally dying, she was ready to admit that. But not to him, never.

To herself.

She could now accept the fact that the long stares when she looked at him, how she fell asleep in his arms every night, led to her feeling that way.

And it was fine.

What was not fine however was the turning and circling in her stomach when they landed right in front of the Order's house.

Her vision was so blurry she could barely see the doorknob Sirius was turning and pushing their way inside.

The Black had to hold her weight by the elbows at the mere sensation she'd fall.

He tried his best not to announce to the painting of his mother that they were back, it would be a catastrophic disaster.

"Regulus is on his bedroom, last door to the left." He instructed, helping to stand on the stairs while turning around to meet his cousin Tonks.

Y/n walked like an animal, with hand and knees, groaning in pain as it felt burning every inch of her skin.

She struggled all the path to the door Sirius mentioned, hearing him downstairs answer the girl's questions to make sure he wasn't a Death Eater.

Without any forces to get up or reach for the doorknob, she just banned slightly on his door.

No response.

Once again, she knocks three times, leaving her hand to rest on the wood, hoping for him to open soon before she passed out, backpack aching on her shoulders.

With a smooth crack, a house elf stood in front of her, his eyes held even more than just disgust.

"Master Regulus don't want to be bothered." He announced, sounding more like a threat. "And he ordered me to petrificate anyone who's behind the door if they try again."

Scoffing, she held tight to the fabric of her pants to stop her fingers from shaking. "That's very you, Reggie."

Before Y/n even blinked, the door was swung open and her numb body fell to his feet.

"For the love of Merlin." The man muttered, kneeling in front of her and grabbing those shaky cheeks, staring intensely at her eyes. "Y/n?"

"I found you once, and then did it again." She concluded, a breaking smile appearing.

Exactly what she promised she'd do, and tears welled up on his eyes before pulling her in for a tight hug.

His hands wandered around, her hair, her cheeks, her arms, all the way down to her trembling knees.

"How?!? I- I saw..."

"I was in the first layer." The Potter answered, being pulled inside by the man.

"All this time?"

"Well, you waited for me all this time."

Regulus positioned her on the bed, placing two pillows behind her head to make it more comfortable and started opening the backpack, holding her hand the entire time.

The possessors jumped out of it, looking around the house and feeling excited with the air of trauma and pain all around, running in circles around his room.

"Kreacher, can you fetch something for them to eat?" He asked quickly, unscrewing the top of a bottle and lining it up on her lips.

"Fuck this tastes awful."

"I know. I've been there."

The girl lightly mocked his comment but smiled big after it.

Regulus was so focused on taking care of Y/n, turning potions down her throat as he saw her doing so many times before, he didn't even noticed Sirius figure peeking from the door, Remus right next to him.

Both men stared at their interactions, how the Black had a faint smile on his lips after so many nights of dark stares and sad tears.

Sirius tapped Lupin's shoulder, indicating their hands enlaced together with a smile so wide. The werewolf smiled too, seeing how Y/n looked at him adorably.

And they dared to deny they're in love! They thought, shaking heads together.

Stepping out, they closed the door to give them some privacy and some alone time, knowing damn well Harry would wake up in the morning and want to spend time with his sister.

Not to mention the insane amount of questions the others would have.

A few minutes later, he fed her the last potion needed for now, eyes and face with a lot more color and it didn't seem to hurt her to breath for so long.

"Kreacher, I want you to meet her properly." Regulus called, welcoming the elf closer to them. "This is Y/n Potter, she's Harry's twin. And the one that brought me back to life."

His eyes went big, taking over his entire scrunched up face and he bowed to her. "I am eternally grateful for bringing Master Regulus back."

"Well, he brought me back too, so I guess we're even now."

We are far from it, the Black thought but decided to stay shut about.

"You need to rest now." He informed, pulling her knees so she'd be fully laying down. "Hell no." Regulus ordered, standing up and letting go of her hands for just a bit, grabbing something on his drawers.

He came back in less than two seconds, grabbing her by the calf and shoving a sock on her foot, doing the exact same with the other one, mumbling curse words in french the entire time.

"Are your trying to convert me, Black?" She asked, a smug smile on her face when she looked at her feet now covered with wool socks in the Slytherin colors. "I see your second intentions."

"You just look pretty in green." He shrugged, trying not to make it obvious he wanted to see her with the colors of his house.

"Sure, of course I'll believe that, Slytherin Prince."

"Fine, if you don't want them..."

"No!" She fought, taking her feet away from his lap. "They're comfy." Regulus rolled his eyes. "Come on, we have to sleep. Wanna be the small spoon?" She suggested, smiling at him and already turning to be on her side.

"I have a better idea."

With a tight grip, he rolled her around to be chest up once again, spreading her legs a little in a motion that made her heart run circles inside her chest.

The Black made his way to be on top of her, between her legs, to which she squirmed a little bit, a chill spreading down her spine.

He lied all his weight on her, adjusting himself in a way his head would be placed on her chest, hearing the heartbeats.

"Relax, everything is fine now." Regulus said, noticing how quick paced they were. "I'll be here if you have any nightmares."

He nuzzle against her body, not moving his head once, wanting to make sure she was there.

Alive.

With the man she was in love with holding her tight, between her legs and head so close to her breasts, it was hard to relax. But she forced herself to, falling asleep like that, close to her loved one and the possessors guarding their sleep.

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"Y/n?"

She woke up, startled, breath hitching on her throat. Regulus was hovering over her.

"Which one was it?"

The Potter felt confused for just a moment, but noticed what he was talking about. She was squirming on her sleep and heartbeat so fast like a rat's heart.

He thought she was having a nightmare.

"Uh the- the one with Abby." She lied, breathing in and out. "But it's fine now, don't worry."

"Are you really?"

Opting for nodding instead of saying it, a bad sensation of thirst in her throat.

"I'm glad. Stay here, I'll bring you breakfast."

He quickly leaned in, leaving a gentle peck on her lips and getting up.

"Oh... oh, uh- oookay." She answered as he left the bedroom, leaving behind a very confused Y/n, with possessor who groaned something to her. "Oh shut it, you two." She grunted, trying to not make her smile so wide.

With two fingers, she pinched herself, making sure it wasn't a dream. But it happened the she was wide awake.

When he came back, a few minutes later, with her favorite breakfast in hands, she decided not to address it. He made it look so casual, as if they were doing this for years so she decided to leave it like that.

Sitting on the bed, back pushed to the headboard, she took in the breakfast, with Regulus lying his head on her thighs and staring at her the whole time.

"Are you sure you're fine?" She asked after swallowing the drink. "You haven't asked me anything yet."

"Because you won't know peace once those kids wake up." He replied, drawing shapes in the fabric of her pants. "Specially those two your brother calls best friends, I was one second away of cursing them."

"You be nice!" She averted, finger pointing at him. "You weren't any better, bombing me with questions every two minutes."

"That's totally different."

She laughed, taking the reforce potion with the rest of the meal.

They just kept in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other's presence in the warmest way possible. Once again, just the two of them. How it has always been. How Regulus wanted it to be forever.

When the conversation outside started to get more and more crowded, the Black decided to call Harry.

Everyone noticed the sudden change of mood in the heir's movement, looking a lot more light and like a gentleman in the 1800s instead of a bloody vigilante assassin.

So for that, Harry was more than suspicious and refused to go upstairs.

"You're acting weird." The boy pointed. "And nothing changed, so I'm sorry if I don't trust you like she did."

"I'm sorry to break it to ya." The voice on the stairs said, attracting everyone attention. "But we've been kind of a package deal for the last years, so he's like this personalized keychange that comes with me, no refunds."

She was holding herself tightly to the handrail and using the biggest possessor as a support.

Regulus immediately held his hand out, being her new crutch despite rolling eyes at how she described him.

"A blood traitor! Regulus how could you?" The portrait of Walburga shouted, muffled because it was facing the wall but still making itself present. "Do you have any idea what we have done for you, just so you could come back and stab us with-"

They couldn't hear anything in a second, and all eyes turned to Sirius, but he was just as astonished.

"I didn't came back to hear mother scream at me again." The younger Black answered, making his brother's eyes sparkle looking at him.

"I'm so proud... Group hug?"

"Lay one finger on me and I'll snap all of your bones in half."

Y/n mouthed something like "He won't" without any sound, knowing Regulus enjoyed this powerful dark face he had.

"I'll take a family hug." She said, removing the hand from the possessor and reaching out for her brother, who immediately ran across the living room to get to her.

They embraced each other so hard the girl felt her bones aching, and held in a huff, just glad she was one again with her twin.

"I thought I lost you." Harry whispered, body shaking from falling tears.

"I never leave my family behind."

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[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

Drop the Miku Binder TJ rant bestie

okay so like

i was just thinking about it, and, like, i think it's fucking nuts but also really weird how the hamilton fandom (which i'm in but i swear i'm not an uwu lams turtles shipper please) somehow took this CRUSTY, TERF-BANGED, UGLY, OLD, REDHEADED, RAPIST ASS MOTHERFUCKER,

and turned his ugly ass into this.

like damn what the hell- what- how???? okay like yeah, they're using daveed diggs as a base for this bullshit, which, okay, fine, but YOU DID NOT NEED TO ADD THE INFO. The idea itself is funny but also a bit weird, however im 99% sure Diggs himself wore that shirt. However, all of the extra info??? come on. Where'd the fandom get this istg y'all-

Also, also, they did something similar by making John Laurens (gay blonde dumbass) into an UWU turtles boy. ....why. Bi trash coffee gremlin tumblr over-worked sleep-deprived alexander hamilton. like yeah relatable but. why. small bean big sweater uwu innocent boy blushy short james madison. ...why. bro was stubborn and would pick a fight and was the 'fuck you' type of shy.

I just find it wild the fandom made this and it is the entirety of the fandom into one. There's the good sides, there's the bad, and there's this. Which encompasses the ENTIRE. FUCKING. FANDOM.

The fandom has its headcanons, it has its perks, but then you reach the side where everyone is just a wild fucking original character. They don't model the historical figures anymore- they're just OCs with the name 'Philip Hamilton' or 'John Laurens' or god forbid our third U.S president 'Thomas Jefferson' slapped onto it.

I'm also so confused as to how this is what the fandom is known for. We have some good fics, we have hella good art, we have a M U S I C A L , and then the first thought people have of the Ham fandom is Miku Binder Third President Founding Fucker Slaveowner Thomas Jefferson.

I also find it kind of offensive (almost put insluting oh my ufckjg-) that they made a founder become this but like he'd probably be really pissed so please keep fucking up his memory lmao he deserves it

But like... also why. What made them think of this.

Like yeah I write 20k word TR smut but you don't see me drawing it.

You don't see me making him an UWU e-boy.

...Eh I probably would for shits and giggles tbh

But like this is founding father Thomas Jefferson. Third Pres. Second VP. First Sec. of State. And he is a furry, ex-cocaine addict. Also btw do they mean John Laurens or John Adams as the former drug dealer part because neither are better but it'd really help

Also bro literally raped his 14 year old slave and had like 6 kids with her. He had her room DIRECTLY NEXT TO HIS. He RAPED HIS DEAD WIFE'S HALF-SISTER. AND HE'S A SAD UWU MAN WHO DID NOTHING WRONG?

Let's not forget this same person made a post saying Lizzie (the Queen) would be reincarnated as a horse when she died. I'm serious. Deadass.

However, it's also funny as fuck because this entire thing is a tarnish to Jefferson and I fucking HATE that bastard so like good job lol

At the same time though it's still super weird??? But insane??? Because how did this become one of the Tumblr exclusives??? like it's Tumblr history at this point. Twitter history. You cannot express any like for the Hamilton musical before you get the 'have you seen miku binder thomas jefferson' and it's like 'well shit'.

But also remember: THIS IS NOT AN OC TO FUCK AROUND WITH. Hamilton the Musical specifically gave you and presented you the founder. Thomas Jefferson. Played by Daveed Diggs. Just because it is played by a POC, but also modernized, and vastly different from the actual founder and President, does not mean that at its core it is NOT STILL THE SAME PERSON.

If you name it Thomas Jefferson, if you use the presentation of him given by Daveed Diggs, you are still using that white fucking slave-owning racist motherfucker, and that's the point of it all.

I find it stupid but funny but also insane, and I wouldn't care, unless I KNEW IT WAS SERIOUS. The artist made it seriously. They made John Laurens. They made Philip Hamilton. They did this seriously.

but like also look at this lmao

This meme of Thomas Jefferson in a Hatsune Miku binder really got trending on Twitter at one point

It's an infamous, hellish, classic meme of both Tumblr and the Hamilton fandom, and it deserves what attention it's got, but Jesus please never unironically make shit like this again, Hamilfans, we're stained by this we don't need another😭🔫

EDIT:

i have more

So like, I just remembered: it kinda romanticizes these guys??? The musical??? so like don't get me wrong i love the music but... it puts them into this light. This pink light. It paints Hamilton as an abolitionist who was outspoken about it. When, in reality, dude traded and sold slaves for his in-laws + wasn't all that outspoken about it + was against immigrants or migrants, WHEN DUDE WAS FROM THE ISLANDS. HE HAD SCOTTISH BLOOD. AND HE'S AGAINST IT? Hypocrisy at its finest.

Washington also owned slaves and ran his own plantation too, so he's not off the hook. Madison, the 'uwu small bean' of the fandom, also owned slaves and ran a plantation. So the main people of this entire fiasco are slave-owners. Perfect. But also I've heard Ron Chernow's book on Hamilton, the entire start of the musical, is a bit biased to Ham himself, so...

You could be saying 'but FDRsduckfloaty, Sally is mentioned!' yes. But however, not enough. Not more. It's not even implied more than potentially ONCE what he did, and I'm not sure it ever was! Cabinet battle 3 states it flat-out but it was cut. For your info, Ben Franklin and John Adams are the only two you can really like in the slavery aspect. Ben bought them but let them go for their freedom, and John detested slavery and was against it. Never owned one.

Jefferson did add a slavery clause to the declaration but it was discarded, and he didn't fight half as much as he could have. Maybe he did and since it was the 1700s he didn't have a lot of support, but surely he could've done something like, I don't know, call it out after his terms? Once you're done gaining your second term and out of office, they can't do shit to it or your presidency, since it's over.

So the musical itself has its own problem and the fandom is even worse. It blatantly disregards that a LOT. A hella lot of the amrev fandom + a small part of the ham fandom has called TJeffs out for it but I mean can we please not make shit like Miku Binder Jefferson and act like he wasn't an actual child rapist???

This video does pretty well at it. I will admit the tagline 'America then, told by America now' almost sends shivers down my spine for what it really means. But then again I find men not knowing they'd make it down into the history books for starting the world's global power and the world's economic powerhouse pretty interesting. Doing something big and knowing it's historical, but not that it's going to form a very, VERY large country, where you'll be honored down the road and called a Founding Father of an entire nation? Signing papers and not knowing they're the founding stones of a country and still looked up to today? Intriguing.

But like still fuck Thomas Jefferson lmao

there's a lot more videos on it that dig deep, but the point is, that Hamilton is a good musical with good songs but it's also very... complex, and a bit problematic, Thomas Jefferson is a little bitch, and you should stan 1776 before you ever stan Hamilton. 1776 does not do this. It is much more realistic. 1776 has Benjamin Franklin and that's an immediate win. Be more like a 1776, be less like a Hamilton.

[pineappleciders]

Can you do sp main 4 with a reader who is trans mtf?? I really like your ftm one and since my sister is trans mtf she would love to read this x

sp main 4 finding out reader is trans mtf

A/N: i am so glad you liked it and i hope your sister likes this too!!!! i know this is really similar to the ftm one mainly because i dont think they'd react too differently! link to ftm vers here

also i wanted to add that i usually write with a fem reader differently than a g/n or masc reader!! mostly because they're like 4th graders and the whole girls vs boys thing. so i'm sorry if they're... colder??? idk how to describe it😭

stan marsh

he's just like "oh" in a surprised voice

doesn't really care but might ask a few,,, personal questions. he's genuinely curious and he doesn't mean harm. asks about what it means and why you transitioned

"how did you find out? like what does it feel like?"

he might encourage you to talk to wendy and the girls if you haven't become friends with them already! he says this because he knows it'd probably be nice for you to hang out with other girls so they can dress you up and help you feel like you fit in

also puts in a good word to wendy for you and u two become friends :)

again you coming out might make him question his own gender. he just gets really confused because he's never had the chance to explore himself and having a trans friend makes him more comfortable to do so!!

might ask you questions at first about how you found out, but other than that he just treats you like how he normally does; probably forgets that you're trans if anything

kyle broflovski

kyle never really hangs out with girls in the first place, the closest girl friends he has being you and sometimes wendy. he is very awkward around girls .

so you don't have to worry about him treating you like more of a bro after you come out, because he doesn't. if he were to treat you any differently he would treat you like more of a girl if anything if that makes sense

like he doesn't mean to exclude you but he figures it'd make you feel better to not be grouped with the boys??

"yeah, i get that. sometimes i feel like i was made to be a tall black man. it's really hard to play basketball as a 4'3" jewish white boy."

mostly, he doesn't really care, and he probably actually would prefer not to hear you talk about it. like i mean he prefers to not hear about 'assigned genders' because it makes him think of genitalia and honestly he does not like to think about that

so yeah, he's a little confused but he tries his best to understand, and he might be appreciative that you opened up about it, but for the most part he's just like "good for you" and moves on

eric cartman

similar to the ftm one, since he's known you as a girl all this time that no matter how hard he wants to misgender you he never truly sees you as anything other than a girl

he'll call you names and tease you for it but at the end of the day he still sees you as a cootie-ridden girl

he kicks you out of games because 'girls can't play games' and the others say you can play and he gets all pissy

he shoos you away at lunch not because you're trans but because you're a girl. he would rather be caught dead than hanging out with a chick. so in a way he's kind of accidentally an ally LOL

he gets uncomfortable when the topic gets brought up and would prefer not to think about it. he genuinely wants to stay out of it because he does NOT want to know what people have down under. absolutely hates thinking about it

"dude, i already live in a hot dog. i don't need to have any more wieners in my face."

kenny mccormick

he looks at you funny all confused.

"mph, nmph? mphph? (wait, what? really?)"

"mmphmph, mph mphph mmf mmphh.. (jesus, dude, i never would've guessed.)"

he's genuinely really confused because all the stereotypes of trans girls he's seen on tv and they all depict them looking super masculine and stuff. he's never really met a trans person so he's confused when you're just some normal kid

he's supportive, but he doesn't really care. he pats you on the back and says cool and then goes back to like. playing mario kart or whatever you guys were doing

he doesn't know anything about what it means so he might ask some questions about what dysphoria is and transitioning and all that. he will listen genuinely but he might fall asleep. he actually does care though!!!

thinks it's interesting but never brings it up again or talks about it and treats you like normal. honestly he would be very happy to play princesses with you as princess kenny

you have sleepovers and he acts all girly. like you do his hair and nails and dress him up and he kicks his feet having the time of his life

[aubreysheadspace]

Hi! Can I please request the gang Sunny, Aubrey, Basil, Mari, Hero, and Kel, with an s/o who has children? That their s/o is a teen parent who had them when they were really young but is already a really great parent.

MAIN CAST WITH A TEEN PARENT READER

WOAH?? i’ve seen this request in some other blogs as well, so here’s my take on it! hope u enjoy!

SUNNY

SUNNY has never seen someone in his entire shut-in life who’s a teenager.. but also a parent. it surprised him a bit, but would feel bad for you. what if you still had school to go to but also have to take care of your kids?

he thinks you’re a great parent and wishes to help often, but isn’t sure how to take care of kids in general. if you still go to school, SUNNY would often do your homework and projects with the knowledge he has so that you don’t have to do it, and can just focus on your kid(s)

he would try to babysit your kid(s), but isn’t really the best person for the job. your kid(s) is/are probably a tiny bit afraid of him due to his usual stoic demeanor, but it’s not his fault!

if your kid(s) slowly start to warm up to him, SUNNY would try and be more comfortable to be around. he might even try to smile for your kid(s).

AUBREY

another one who isn’t good with kids. due to her tough exterior, your kid(s) is/are probably terrified of AUBREY at first. she doesn’t want to scare them, but she isn’t sure how to approach them.

AUBREY feels incredibly bad for you, as being a teen parent is stressful enough. she’ll try her best to be there for you when it is definitely needed. she’s not doing so well in school, so the least she can do is offer to babysit

she’ll start to warm up to your kid(s) and be more comfortable around them, hell maybe even teach them something cool! she’d definitely be a great "big sister who’s a badass" figure

she practically has a lot of free time besides school and sometimes church, so she can maybe possibly take your kid(s) out and hang out with the HOOLIGANS

KEL

while KEL isn’t so great at most things, he knows a thing or two about babysitting or taking care of a kid! he’s a big brother now, he’s knows a few things after taking care of SALLY

he’s the third person who’d be a reliable caretaker for your kid(s). he’s a bit confused on why you’re a teen but with (a) kid(s) but then feels bad for you, it must be a lot of work for you!

he’s not doing so good in school, so he’ll offer to babysit your kid(s) so you can focus on your studies for a bit. your kid(s) will probably love KEL for how much fun he is! he’ll always be there for you to help.

though his knowledge with kids aren’t as great as HERO and MARI’s, KEL is at least better than the other three due to having more experience

HERO

it’s a tie between HERO and MARI for who’s more reliable when it comes to caretaking, but he’s a tiny bit more experienced since he has KEL and SALLY as little siblings. plus, he can also cook and practically do anything for you like chores, your homework, anything!

HERO would hate to see you stressed out, and so he would always be there for you. but since he’s at college most of the time, he’ll ask KEL to help you when he isn’t available.

your kid(s) LOVE(S) HERO, calling him big brother. a bit nervous at first, he feels absolutely touched that your kid(s) adore him! he tries to be a great older figure towards them and gives them a few life lessons as well

overall, he’s a great caretaker and would gladly take care of your kid(s) if wasn’t so much busy with college.

BASIL

BASIL is an only child and has his own issues to deal with, so he’s not really the person to rely on if you need someone to babysit your kid(s). he WILL try his best, but keyword WILL

it’d be more better if you let your kid stay at BASIL’s house for the time being if you needed to be somewhere, since POLLY can take care of the kid(s) for you. BASIL is thankful for POLLY for this situation

he will eventually get more comfortable around your kid(s) if they aren’t too noisy and reckless, and would even show them photos in the PHOTO ALBUM and all the flowers and plants he takes care of!

maybe your kid(s) will have an interest for gardening and or photography because of him! BASIL would love it if they did, because they’d have something more in common now!

MARI

like with HERO, he and MARI are tied to who’s the most reliable one when helping to take care of your kid(s). and although she’s practically second place, she’s absolutely great at it!

when taking care of your kid(s), her big sister and possibly motherly instincts kick in. she’d be a mix of a slightly strict mom and a fun big sister. she would lecture your kid(s) if they make a mistake of some sorts but also takes care of them and plays with them as if they were her little siblings

MARI would always be there for you. while she’s not in your situation, she’ll try to understand it and give you anything needed. she might even take you and your kid(s) out for a picnic so that you can relax as the two of you watch the kid(s) playing outside and having fun.

she understands that it might be stressful for you even more if you’re still in school, so she’d also offer to do some of your homework and or projects if you want to spend time with your kid(s)

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Longass for the nights and days of life Chapter Eight RAGE Notes

I had a LOT of strong opinions on this one, babes. Oh ho boy it’s time. 

-I thought the Olangi were absorbed into the Omaticaya and not other plains clans, I wonder if there’s a particular reason they weren’t in this fic… I'm always suspicious of every decision Lottie makes.

-Tonowari getting an invite to this gathering from Jake: nah.

-Listened to Cover Me In Sunshine on repeat reading this. That’s what Spider and Ninat were singing, I don’t make the rules. 

-Jake fighting the English innuendo has to be every Na’vi hearing him speaking Na’vi every day. He has to be fucking it up in a way that makes it dirty some of the time.

-The heard stuff has me like, on the edge, I think it means some shit.

-The absolutely hilarious idea of Jake and Neytiri keeping maskless-only-human-left Spider around and thinking no one is gonna question it is so fucking funny to me. I also love them keeping their GOD CHILDREN secret. EYWA IS THEIR GOD WHO IS GOING AGAINST THIS? Like, if literally God blessed me with kids in an obvious miracle way to people that all super believe in God I’d be like, so this happened. Crazy right? Anyway- I also love that they didn’t discuss it beforehand, like they just figured it’d all be literally fine. They are so goofy and fucking stupid as fuck.

-Spider giving Neteyam bits of fruit makes me want to die! That’s aDORABLE! He is a PROTECTIVE older brother. They are not going to survive his kidnapping.

-Neytiri really came for Neteyam’s ass with that intro. "Here is my brave, cool, son, and my loser son who can't say hi."

-Ah, it’s because the Olangi are our dissenters it seems. I also really like this idea of an anniversary mourning period, I haven’t seen that yet. Every time I see a new idea in this fandom I get hard as a rock (figuratively), like I didn't even tHINK of this concept and I thought we were running out of new ideas.

-Love Jake public speaking king. I always forget he is a natural born leader and speaker.

-We love an Eytukan spirit tree moment. Although, now that I'm thinking about it, he may be the character that means the least to me.

-For some reason I cackled at Jake “the fire is too hot on my legs, Neytiri!” Sully.

-INFORMATIVE AND EYEOPENING IS THE WORST THING TO SAY EVER ABOUT SOMETHING THAT WASN’T A FULL LECTURE, THAT MEANS U HATED IT AND YOU’VE BECOME A WORSE PERSON BECAUSE OF IT. This man Tsantu is a school shooter that everyone saw coming.

-Lol Jake and Neytiri both feeling wary around Tsantu because he’s just them if they didn’t find each other to heal for. I am laughing through my tears. It's a great in depth character analysis though. Usually, I hate the concept of healing for each other, and I hate how much I adore codependency, but if you think about it all Na'vi are pretty codependent with their mates. Jake and Neytiri though? They are a whole 'nother level. They built their second chances on each other. Without the other they don't have the life they have, and they functionally have nothing to live for.

-Lol maybe he won’t assassinate someone and instead will be fixed by fucking Peyral. 

-I didn’t ask this before, but MOE?? WHY IS HIS NAME MOE. IT MAKES ME LAUGH EVERY TIME I READ IT, I AM PICTURING ONE OF THOSE TERRIBLE HIPPIE GUYS ON SURVIVOR.

-Yeah, nope, we are still scared of Tsantu. He’s still school shooter vibes. 

-Ah yup, there he goes, time to murder a whole family?? Sure that’ll fix it all buddy. Eywa knows and that’s why you haven’t seen ur mate, psycho. A lot of people have lost people and haven’t tried to murder families, my guy. 

-LOL FAMILY ANNIHILATORS FEAR ONE MAN AND ONE MAN ONLY, AND IT’S SPIDER SULLY. HE MAY NOT BE ABLE TO COUNT BUT HE’LL STOP A FAMILY ANNIHILATOR IN HIS TRACKS. 

-Lol I get the point but to say this shit to Neytiri of all people is batshit. She has lost literally so much, I was waiting for her to be like “Hey, my sister was murdered in front of me, then my entire home was burned down and my father and my best friend died in front of me as well, what more do you need me to loose until we’re even buddy? Murder all three of my children and my mate and then we are good?? This isn’t the grief olympics, man. We aren’t competing.”

-Tbh they are all being A LITTLE FUCKING GENEROUS with this guy imo. I have always been of the mindset that trauma is a reason and not an excuse. This dude attempted to kill an entire family. Three children. Babies. The only reason he didn’t is because one kid woke up. He is not the first or the last person to have lost family, lost a spouse, lost a child, or even to have witnessed this specific loss personally. He’s not the first person to have wanted someone else to feel that pain with him. But making the decision to cause that same pain, attempting that, that’s unforgivable to me. That makes you no better than the person that did that to you. Idk man maybe it doesn’t fit here, but that’s my continuous domestic abuse argument. “Oh, he was abused too,” well, that makes it even worse to me that he knows what it feels like and still actually went to go cause that same feeling for someone else. It’s disrespectful to those who have been through the same trauma and don’t repeat the cycle. Anyways. No justice for Tsantu. Throw him to the wolves. Jail for attempted child murder? He also did assault a kid. The last fic I read with this premise only Jake was attacked (although much more successfully) and when I tell you the attacker was given the death penalty I am not joking. Forgiving this guy alone is crazy (although I understand the investment in moving on, and improving and being better than those who hurt us), bUT TO MAKE HIM AN AMBASSADOR?? Jesus fuck, I might as well hire a bank robber to be my accountant. How can we trust this aTTEMPTED CHILD MURDERER with any ambassador position on Pandora, after this he wouldn’t be allowed within 300 feet of schools. 

-Neteyam being shy and Spider being a clown is ADORABLE.

-BOB TRIPPING AND JAKE LAUGHING AT HIM IS SENDING ME. I'M WAITING FOR THE DAY THE FICS BECOME LIKE ROUGE ONE FICS WHERE K2S0 IS JUST A REALLY TALL AND UNEMOTIONAL GUY. BOB IS JUST A BIG GUY WITH A SKIN CONDITION WHO IS JAKE'S BEST FRIEND.

-SWAPPING KIDS MID FLIGHT, HILARIOUS AND CRAZY.

-I loved the repeated family version of the toruk chase, almost the same ending but with the kids laughing instead. It’s like they’re all having their out of danger relief moment, and this time Jake and Neytiri are the adults and seeing first hand how bonkers they were lol.

[foggyfanfic]

Mirabel's Super Secret Adventure

Chapter Preview: Eventually, the quiet was broken by the crunch of pebbles beneath slowly moving feet. Mirabel gulped and squeezed her eyes shut, hoping it was one of her parents, sisters, or older cousins.

Tío Bruno turned and his arm tightened around her by the tiniest fraction. She stifled a groan and opened her mouth to apologize.

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12. By the River

Mirabel didn’t make it past the backyard.

“Whoa, hey, hey, kid, where you going?” Tío Bruno appeared seemingly out of nowhere to block her path, holding up his hands.

“I- I-, Away. I messed up, Tío Bruno, I ruined everything,” Mirabel struggled to get the words out, her voice sounded small and miserable.

“No you didn’t. A-and even if you had. So what? You’re just going to leave?”

“Sí,” she dodged around him and started running towards the divide. At first she didn’t think Tío Bruno was going to follow, she could faintly hear him saying something to someone behind her, then he caught up with her. 

He jogged beside her, and didn’t say anything, he just stayed with her. Before long, she was feeling winded, so she slowed back down to a walk. Tío Bruno slowed down as well. 

He wasn’t even close to winded. 

She knew he ran recreationally, and had been doing so for years, but come on. He was fifty!

As they reached the break in the mountains, Mirabel expected him to try and stop her again, but he didn’t. He just walked with her until they were out of the valley, standing in front of a river.

Finally, Tío Bruno asked, “Now what?”

Mirabel blew out a long breath and all but collapsed onto the nearest rock, “I don’t know.”

He sighed and sat with her, “W-would it be alright if I hugged you? Would that be ok?”

Mirabel blinked back tears, then nodded. Soon, Tío Bruno had wrapped an arm around her, and pulled her into his side. She sniffled, and leaned on him.

“You guessed wrong,” she mumbled, after a while.

“What’s that?”

“You guessed wrong,” she repeated, louder and clearer, “I wasn’t in that vision because I was going to fix things, I was in it b-because I’m the one that ruined everything.”

“Now hold on-.”

“No, it’s true. I-I figured out it was Abuela. Abuela was the one that felt disconnected,” Mirabel said, “she was in pain, wasn’t she? She, I don’t know, m-maybe the pressure of being the village leader was getting to her? She was the only one left to be hurting and instead of helping her I-I-.”

“You pointed out that she acts like our gifts are more important than our family,” Tío Bruno finished, “yeah, I heard. I also heard you stick up for me. That’s-, gracias, for that. U-usually the only one who does things l-like that is Leandra. O-or my sisters, but it usually doesn’t work as much when they do it. They- it sort of makes them feel- they give up sometimes.”

Mirabel sniffled again, but didn’t say anything.

“Let’s be honest here kid, it uh, you weren’t wrong,” Tío Bruno said, sounding as tired as his eye bags always made him look, “well! You were a little wrong. She does love us, it’s just… You remember what I said about me freaking out after marrying Leandra? How I was trying to earn love I already had?”

“Sí?”

“Mamá has been doing the same thing,” he looked out at the river and thought for a beat, then continued, “I’ve seen what’s out there, a-and I understand why she’s so afraid of losing the miracle. I think that may have been-. Abuela has been getting-. I should have said something. I-I saw the effect Abuela was having on everybody, the way the pressure was hurting us, but I just-. I didn’t realize how bad it was until I heard you yelling at her.”

He shrugged, jostling her. She could sense he had more to say, so she waited.

“I’ve spent so long trying to quietly patch the cracks, it wasn’t until you stood up to her that it even occurred to me they were coming from our foundation,” he shook his head, “I don’t know where I thought-. I really did believe the cracks were from somebody else. It just never occurred to me that she could even-.”

“She always seemed invincible,” Mirabel muttered, “no matter what was happening, it never seemed like-. If we hadn’t already eliminated everyone else it never would have occurred to me to check on her.”

Tío Bruno nodded, “Sí. I always knew she was afraid of losing the miracle, but I never thought that fear could hurt her, or us, this much.”

“A-and I just made it worse,” Mirabel felt her voice crack, tears spilled out of her and she had to take long, even breaths to keep herself from sobbing. And even those breaths kept hitching and wobbling.

Tío Bruno twisted on the rock so he could hold her with both arms, gently, he rubbed her back and let her cry on him. 

“Somebody had to tell her she was hurting people, or it wouldn’t have mattered what we did, the cracks would have come back,” Tío Bruno whispered, “and all us adults failed to speak up when we had the chance. That’s why you were in that vision mija, because you were always going to be the one to expose the cracks that have been there all along. You didn’t ruin anything Mirabel.”

A few heartfelt sobs broke free and she waited until she had them back under control to say, “Stop being so nice to me. I destroyed our house.”

“Meh, the house was coming down with or without you,” he said, voice casual, “you just made it happen a little faster.”

Mirabel laughed a little, then cried a lot more. Eventually, she sighed and just leaned on her Tío. He pressed a kiss into her hair, then slowly loosened his hold so they were once again side by side, facing the river.

They sat for what must have been a millennium, Tío Bruno didn’t say anything else. He held her and let her work through her thoughts.

“I owe Abuela an apology,” Mirabel muttered.

“Myeh, I might be biased because you stopped her from killing me, b-but I feel like she maybe should apologize first.”

She wanted to agree, but wasn’t sure she had the right. So she didn’t say anything for a while. 

Eventually, however, she said, “I’m going to miss Casita.”

“Oh,” Tío Bruno breathed, he paused and when he spoke again his voice was tight and creaky, “yeah. M-me too.”

They sighed in unison. Staring out at the river Mirabel thought about Casita, and knew Tío Bruno was doing the same. The silence that settled once more over them was now punctuated by quiet sniffles from both of them.

Eventually, the quiet was broken by the crunch of pebbles beneath slowly moving feet. Mirabel gulped and squeezed her eyes shut, hoping it was one of her parents, sisters, or older cousins.

Tío Bruno turned and his arm tightened around her by the tiniest fraction. She stifled a groan and opened her mouth to apologize.

“She didn’t do this,” Tío Bruno said, before she could get a word out, his raspy voice taking shape as a growl, “she only wanted to help. I’m the one who lied. A-and then I was the one who told her to do everything else. I was like go! And she was like pfft! I don’t care what you think of me, but if you’re too stubborn to see how much she loves this family-!”

“I know Brunito,” Abuela said, voice soft, “I know.”

“Oh,” that seemed to take the wind out of his sails, and in different circumstances, Mirabel would have been amused, “w-well good. That’s uh, that’s good.”

She heard Abuela sigh, deeply.

Tío Bruno cleared his throat, uncomfortably, “So umm…?”

“You are so like your father,” Abuela whispered, “always jumping to protect the ones you love, even when-. Even when all you can do is-.”

She cut off and Mirabel lifted her head from her Tío’s shoulder. Abuela was standing on the shore of the river, looking out at something only she could see. Her eyes shined with unshed tears.

Both Bruno and Mirabel waited in silence.

“I’ve never been able to bring myself to come back here,” Abuela finally said, "this is where our miracle..."

It clicked, “This is where Abuelo…?”

She nodded mutely. A tear slipped free from her lashes and trailed down her cheek. Then she closed her eyes and hung her head.

“Mamá,” Tío Bruno said, voice pained. He looked to Mirabel for permission and when she nodded, stood and wrapped his arms around his mother. She allowed him to hold her, then lead her to the rock so she could sit where he had sat besides Mirabel.

“I thought I would be a different woman,” she said, “I thought we would have a different life. I-. Your Abuelo and I were from a town much larger than Encanto, growing up there was nothing like the childhoods you have had here. There were so many people. We didn’t meet until we were adults, not even in passing.”

“You uh, you never told me how you and Pá met,” Tío Bruno prompted gently.

She swallowed thickly, “Have I told you anything about him? I-I can’t recall.”

“No,” Mirabel said, fascinated by the turn this conversation was taking, “all we know is- is-.” 

All they knew was how he’d died.

While they waited for her to start talking Tío Bruno kneeled beside them.

“We met by accident, on Dia de las Velitas, at the sermon for- or was it one of the games? Well, I didn't watch it, whatever it was. I-, it was crowded and I had arrived late, I was at the very back of the crowd and couldn’t see a thing. So, I climbed onto a lamppost. I looked up, I don’t remember why, but I looked up and… A butterfly, a butterfly crossed in front of me and I was watching it, and it passed by him next. By my Pedro. He was so handsome, he had had the same idea as me and stood there above the crowd. I’ll never forget how he looked that first time I saw him,” she smiled softly, “the butterfly caught his eye and when he looked past it, he caught me staring at him. He waved so I waved back and almost fell off my lamppost. He- we were too far away for me to hear his laugh, but I could see his smile and it made me feel-. From that first smile I knew I was going to fall for him.”

She took a stuttering breath, and Tío Bruno rubbed her back. Mirabel took one of her hands.

“It started with grabbing some food after the ceremony, and then we were seeing each other any chance we got. Before long he had proposed and we were planning our lives, together,” she put the emphasis on that last word and Mirabel’s heart broke for her, “we got married, got a place of our own, a-and got ready to start a family. He was apprenticing with the shoe cobbler, and writing on the side and I-I thought I would be a cobbler’s wife. I thought I would handle the front of the shop while he worked. I thought our children- if we had a son that he would-. I thought we would have a different life.”

Mirabel looked over at Tío Bruno and tried imagining him wearing a cobbler’s apron. She found that no matter what she did, she couldn’t make the image fit. From the way his eyes briefly lost focus, then his mouth twisted, he was having the same problem.

“We were a little worried when we found out we were having triplets, I was young and we were a lot more reliant on money out there. However, Pedro was so… excited, i-it was impossible to let my fears drag me down, his joy was too great to be overshadowed by any fear,” Abuela gave Tío Bruno a tight smile, “you may have gotten your bravery from him, but I’m afraid you got your tendency to worry from me. That was how we were. I could worry because he never let me sink too low, and he could breeze through life because I made sure his feet stayed on the ground. We- sometimes it felt like we were made for eachother, as if god himself crafted us to-, to-.”

She paused, taking deep breaths. They waited patiently, until she had calmed herself down enough to keep going.

Then Abuela smiled softly.

“When I gave birth to the three of you, I thought that was the hardest thing I would ever do, and that it would be the happiest day of my life. You were born in the morning. Pedro took care of you while I rested and recovered as much as one can from that sort of thing in a day. I remember lying in bed, listening to him making up songs to sing to you. Mostly just nonsense, explaining what he was doing, begging you not to cry too loud so I could nap, or even just your names over and over,” she chuckled and shook her head, “that was the happiest I’ve ever been.”

Slowly, the smile faded away.

“Then the sun set.”

Abuela didn’t say anything else for a long time, but then, she didn’t need to. They knew what came next, Abuela and Pedro were forced to leave their home, they fled into the rainforest with other refugees only for the raiders they were fleeing to follow them. Abuelo made his sacrifice, the miracle was born, and the rest was history.

Only now, with this new context, Mirabel understood how dark their family’s darkest hour really had been. She could see clearer than ever the grief stricken woman that had lost her husband, the life she had, even the person she had been, crying by the river. She could practically hear her Abuela’s sobs of fresh anguish echoing through the trees. For the first time Mirabel understood how much Abuela had lost, and how much she had survived.

She understood the price that was paid for their family’s miracle.

Was it worth it? Could anything ever be truly worth that?

She looked up at Tío Bruno, who frequently experienced migraines due to his gift. And he looked back at her, maybe thinking about how much trouble he went through to protect her from the consequences of being giftless.

Then Abuela said, “With the miracle I never had to worry that my children would know the same grief I had. I never wanted you to know.”

Tío Bruno’s face crumpled and he went from rubbing Abuela’s back to holding her again. He gently pressed his forehead to the crown of her head, like he used to do when he was comforting his children after nightmares or skinned knees. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, and smiled sadly.

“With the miracle protecting us, I never had to worry I’d lose you too,” she whispered, then turned to look at Mirabel, “I was so desperate to keep it, to protect it, I forgot who the miracle was for.”

Mirabel squeezed her hand.

Abuela shook her head, sighing gustily, “I was never meant to do this alone. I was never-, Pedro was the one who knew how to protect us without squeezing too tight. I-I am so sorry. All I wanted-, I have hurt you, I have made you feel-. I am so sorry.”

Mirabel took her hand from Abuela’s so she could wrap her in a hug instead, she pressed her eyes shut as a few sympathetic tears slipped out. Tío Bruno shifted to accommodate her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder so the three of them were in one big group hug. She heard Abuela take a few shaky breaths. 

Mirabel opened her eyes.

In the middle of the river, a golden butterfly landed on a long blade of grass.

She almost laughed. How could this possibly be the way things were supposed to go? Then again. How could things ever have gone any other way?

Tío Bruno was so focused on Abuela, he didn’t notice the butterfly, so Mirabel stood and pulled Abuela up with her. With her chin, she pointed it out, and even though Abuela didn’t know what Mirabel did, she looked at it with wonder. Slowly, they waded through the water so they could get closer. Tío Bruno started to follow them, then his eyes found the butterfly and a look of understanding passed over his face. 

There was no surprise, and only the barest hint of relief as he made eye contact with her. He smiled at Mirabel, and nodded once. Then held back.

So, Mirabel led Abuela into the river alone.

For a second she stared at the butterfly, just trying to figure out what to say, then she started with a whispered, “Thank you, for telling me about Abuelo. I want to know as much about him as-. Anything you can share.”

Abuela turned from the butterfly to look at Mirabel, something shining in her eyes Mirabel couldn’t place.

It was funny, Mirabel had gotten so good at reading everybody in the family except Abuela. It was just that Abuela had always seemed above the rest of the family, somehow, she was the leader, the center, but not quite one of them. How had it never occurred to Mirabel how lonely it must be?

“Thank you for-, we have a home, a-a safe village, a loving family because of you, because of everything you did and survived. Thank you,” Mirabel all but whispered, the words feeling inadequate in the face of what she now understood, “You lost so much, and then gave us everything. I can’t imagine-.”

“And I don’t want you to,” Abuela insisted, gently cupping Mirabel’s cheek, “I have always wanted to shield you from all that. And I’m sorry that I let what it did to me hurt you.”

Mirabel shook her head, “Abuela, you’re my family. If this-. I don’t want to be shielded from you.”

Abuela drew a sharp breath in through her nose, then she smiled, tears running down her cheeks, “Ay, Mirabel, you could hold the whole world in your heart.”

She wasn’t sure which of them started the hug, but she suddenly found herself holding her Abuela tightly, both of them crying. Mirabel felt lighter than she could ever remember feeling, as her tears slowly dried up, she gave her Abuela one last squeeze. When she let her go, she gasped.

Surrounding them was a whirlwind of hundreds, maybe thousands of golden butterflies. They flew in a spiral, slowly rising into the sky. They trailed up and off flying back towards the Encanto. Mirabel smiled at them as she watched them go.

A/N: I headcanon that the musical numbers actually happen in canon and are a side effect of magic BUT I hate writing songfics and can not write music to save my life. So, I have decided to ignore my own personal headcanon for the sake of my sanity. Which meant I had to figure out how Abuela would tell the story of how she met Pedro.