#meeting family

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Title: Meet my siblings

Author: Cubricot

Website: Ao3

Published: 27.12.2027

Word Count: 1.433 words

Language: English

Suited for minors? Yes

Warnings: No

Smut? No

Finished? Yes

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonia the Hedgehog, Manic the Hedgehog

Ships: Sonic/Shadow

Author Tags: Family Reunions, walking down the memory lane, Restaurants

Author Summary: "We used to have a band," explains Manic, after taking a look at Shadow. "Though then Sonic quit, so we couldn't really be the 'Sonic Underground' anymore, haha..."

My summary: Shadow meets Sonic's siblings. The sonadow is kind of implied in this.

You can read it here

[pleaseitsjustrae0nly]

Can you please do a Lloyd X reader where the reader meets Lloyd parents (takes place after crystallized garmadon and Vinny are together yes I ship them and Lloyd did reconnect with his dad)

Again, I've read the post. And the ask is the exact same. As stated in my rules I am writing this but I will be changing it to be it's own.

But what if... (Scenario)

A Lloyd x gn! Reader. Uses They/them, pure fluff and some slight swearing.

You and lloyd have been dating for a year, and he's only met your parents...

HE'S ABSOLUTELY SHAKING.

Poor boy doesn't know how you'll react to his family.

He knows you mean well, but his family is quite different than yours.

He has the (ex)Lord of Evil as his dad, a Camera Man as his father's boyfriend, an historian mother, a old uncle, and his friends that are also like his siblings.

So yeah, cut him some slack.

The dinner date was set, and counted the days down. But with your words of reassurance, he calmed down.

"No matter what or who your family has, they love you, so I'll love them."

"Lloyd, it's okay, I'll love you no matter what."

"I'm sure your family is amazing considering they raised you!"

Oh how did he get so lucky to have you as his partner, his beloved...

The day finally came, and the doors to the Monastery opened wide. The sounds of laughter and talking flooded their ways to your ears... you held the scared Oni's hand, giving him on last reassuring glance, as you both made your way towards the dining room.

"Ah! You must be my sons partner! He talks about you so much whenever he's home!" his mother said with a smile on her face. "My nephew tells all kinds of stories, and from what i can tell, you are a caring person." You just smiled and thanked them.

The dinner was smooth, no arguments, no random villains coming out of nowhere, it was a normal family dinner. Lloyd glanced over at you smiling, talking to his siblings/best friends when he felt a tap on his shoulder. "You did very well son, be sure to care for them well." his father said, giving him a small smile. "Thanks dad, and don't worry i will."

"They are my everything, my light, my world, my love."

[pantherastevens]

Sorpresa: Uncle

Back with another one! Welcome to Part Four of Sorpresa (Surprise)

In case you miss the previous parts, they’re right here:

Part One , Part Two , Part Three

I’m not gonna hold y’all any longer so I hope you enjoy Part Four 💜

Warnings: Cursing

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Summary: Miles vaguely understood that his girlfriend was a bit of a wild card. Quiet people tend to be like that. But it never fails to surprise him how often she could pull off such a thing.  

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Aaron Davis didn't survive the streets this long if he didn't know one of the most basic survival rules.

Stay vigilant.

Being aware of your surroundings is key to staying alive. It allows you to get the drop on others.

Which is how he knew about Miles' little crush turn romance way before the boy willingly came clean. At the beginning of Miles' junior year, he noticed a shift in his nephew's behavior. He seemed more lost in thought over something. Then he noticed Miles using his phone more, catching him smiling at it occasionally.

He hasn't really seen the boy crack a genuine smile unless he's around him or his sister-in-law.

Aaron knew that Miles didn't consider the boys at Visions his "friends" and usually got annoyed by girls who tried to get his number.

So who is this mysterious person who managed to catch his attention?

"It's nobody special, tío—just a classmate who so happens to be a little funny." Yeah. Bullshit.

That "classmate that so happens to be a little funny" seemed to be his partner in many assignments. Aaron had times when he had to wait for Miles to get back to him to show up for a job because he was caught in a partner assignment.

He hopes they're actually doing an assignment and not anything else.

Then when Miles' secret identity was discovered by this particular classmate nonetheless, things became even more obvious. Sometimes, he would come into his sister-in-law's home to find the boy on the phone, laughing as he chatted with the female voice. Shit, he caught his nephew on his phone with his feet kicking in the air. He would text her occasionally during a job when he thought his uncle wasn't looking.

The girl's contact was saved as "Gatita" in the boy's phone, which meant "Kitten" in Spanish.

The boy got it bad.

So when Miles comes around his apartment with nervous eyes, he already knows what this conversation was going to be about.

"So... there's something I got to tell you," Miles says. Aaron hums.

"This gotta do with your precious "gatita"," Aaron drawled, watching with an amused smirk as his nephew blushed.

"How did you-"

"Boy, you ain't slick. I've seen your phone screen whenever you're texting her. So, she your girlfriend?" Miles stared at his uncle briefly before letting out a long-suffering sigh.

'Well, that's half the battle...'

"Yes... and I want you to meet her first before I bring her to mi mamá," Miles said. Aaron tilted his head at the boy, mulling over his words before nodding. It would make sense.

Since his brother died, Aaron was more or less Miles' surrogate father figure. Even though Miles has grown up to be more independent, he knew that his nephew would still come to him for advice, help, or a listening ear when needed.

If meeting this girl to help vet her out before she went to meet Rio helps put Miles at ease, then he's willing to do it.

"Fine by me. Though, it's fair that at least you tell me a little about her," Aaron conceded. Miles nodded.

"So, what's her name?"

"Panthera Genesis Stevens." Aaron raised a brow before chuckling.

"Damn boy, you didn't have to give me a full government name," he teased. Miles grumbled, something along the lines of 'you would've tried to find out one way or another.' The kid wasn't wrong, but that shouldn't be nobody's business but his own.

Also...

"You said her name was Panthera," he asked. Something about that name was familiar, but Aaron couldn't figure out why for his life.

"Yeah, I met her in my music class, but we had a couple of classes together," Miles confirmed. Hm...

"So she's your main partner in your music class? Since you're always mentioning an assignment for that class?" Miles nodded.

"Interesting... what's she like?" Miles let out a dramatic sigh.

"Man, where do I start..."

"When you say it like that, you make it seem like she's a handful..." Miles shook his head at that.

"Nah, it's not that. Panthera's a wild card, for lack of a better phrase. She's nothing like the normal girls you've seen whenever you come to get from after school. She's very quiet and to herself. But she's very confident in who she is as a person. Like she keeps her personality hidden, but when it's exposed, she doesn't care who sees it. She's blunt, straight to the point, and no-nonsense, but she could be shy, goofy, and laidback." Aaron listened, watching his nephew talk about the girl he was dating. His eye sparkled, and he was animated, waving his hands about with curious awe ringing in his voice.

"The quiet ones usually hold the most surprises... and you said she knows about you being the Prowler," he drawled. When he first heard about that, he almost tore the boy a new one out of worry. The girl could be a liability to his nephew and everything he worked so hard for, but she proved loyal. She took him in, dressed his wounds, fed him, and ensured he had ample rest before Miles came to the apartment. And since then, none of their enemies seem to be none the wiser when it comes to Prowler's secret identity.

"Yeah, she does. I slipped up a bit, but even if I didn't, she's very smart. Says her dad always stressed the importance of staying vigilant. Same thing you always tell me." Aaron hummed.

'So the girl was street smart and book smart, interesting...'

Miles could see the glimmer of respect in Aaron's eyes, fighting back his smile.

"I think you two would get along pretty great. She's a total badass, Uncle Aaron. Not too long ago, we went on a date, and man, it was crazy," Miles rambled as he pulled out his phone to show his uncle the videos he had taken that day.

"How so," Aaron asked, genuinely curious. Miles was going through her photo library, searching as he answered.

"So I found that my beautiful girlfriend could hoop that day. Some guys that were playing were hitting on her while she was with me. It wasn't until one dude said something outta pocket that really got her attention, and rejected him in front of everyone. When I laughed at him, he got in my face and told me to play against him to embarrass me in front of her. Before I could answer, she said he was gonna play her instead." Aaron cocked his head to the side.

"It's not strange for a girl to know how to play basketball..." Miles shook his head.

"Nah, tío. Just look at her and look at the dude," Miles said, finally passing the phone to the man. Aaron glanced at his nephew before pressing play on the video. Immediately, he could see what his nephew meant.

The guy playing looked like your average dude, someone you can expect to know how to play ball. But when Panthera came on screen, she couldn't look more outta place if she tried. She was certainly dressed for a date, not to play ball against a grown-ass man.

The girl didn't even have shoes on.

"Hold the fuck up. Did she manage to block this man? She's tiny compared to him. How the hell did she manage to jump that high? How tall is she," Aaron stressed, finally looking at Miles. The boy laughed.

"Don't say that to her face; she's already sick of me mentioning it to her. And she's 5'5. Trust me, I was worried for her in the beginning, but my little baby could hold her own. Wait, you gotta see when she finally beats this man. She legit dunks on his ass," Miles said, clearly proud.

"Bullshit, ain't no way."

"Bet I got you." Even as Aaron watched the video, he was still shocked. He could barely see her face, but when she finally got down, Aaron knew there was a smirk on her face.

As she should, of course.

"Damn, I would have never thought..."

"Shit, me neither. Check this, though. She pulled a gun on that nigga because he was talking out his neck and coming after us all crazy." Aaron stared at his nephew.

"Ain't no way-"

"I have no reason to lie to you. Her dad made sure she knew how to look out for herself. Says she always remained strapped, even at school. I honest to God thought she was gonna lay his ass out right there on the court." Aaron shook his head out of disbelief.

The girl knowing how to hoop? A smidge shocking but believable.

The girl knowing how to kill a man, at her age and with her looks? Questionable.

"Imma say I believe you for now... Does her mother know she carries a gun?" Miles winced.

"So, about her mom... she's not in Panthera's life. From what Panthera told me, her mom wanted to abort her. She didn't only because her dad told her that he'll take care of her and even paid her mom to sweeten the deal." Aaron frowned, nodding.

He can see how it's a bit of a sensitive topic.

"So it's just her and her dad," he asked. Miles gave another nod.

"Whatchu know about her pops?" Miles had the decency to look a little embarrassed.

"Uhh... not much?"

"How is that possible?" Miles raised his hands as if he was going to defend himself.

"Look, I never even ran into the man, despite spending a lot of time at the girl's apartment. And I admit I'm a little scared to meet him, hearing how this man legit raised a literal badass and might hang me if anything bad happened between us. She does mention him in passing. The most I know is that he's from Oakland and moved to Brooklyn to start a new life for himself and Panthera. And by the sounds of it, her grandfather was born in some African country and moved to the States, where he had her father. I notice a lot of different trinkets that look like they come from there." Aaron frowned bits and pieces of old memories resurfacing.

"I just moved from Oakland, California. It's just me and my baby..."

"Honestly, I feel like my little girl saved me from a dark path. I wanted to avenge my father but found out my ex-baby mama was pregnant. Shit was unexplainable. I felt a pull, a connection to someone that wasn't even here yet. Something told me to save this part of me that I would've never anticipated for my life."

"Aw, would you look at that? She likes you, Aaron."

"AYO! Open up, nigga!" "Aaron, what the hell, man? Had me thinking you the feds or some shit." "Boy, hush! Where she at, you promised that I could have her for the day." "Bro, you sound like a grandfather looking for they grandbaby." "Nigga, shut yo ass up and give me my little baby."

"Uma-lu...me...!" "What did she just call me?" "She called you 'uncle' in our language. I've been teaching her bit and- Aaron, are you crying?" "No! I got something in my eye!"

"A..on? Unc...? Tío!" Aaron blinked, locking eyes with his very confused nephew.

"Sorry... I was thinking about something. Uhh, when do you plan on bringing Panthera over?"

"Today's Wednesday, so is Friday good for you?"

"Yeah... see you guys Friday..."

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"Miles, I'm having second thoughts about this..." Miles looked down at his girlfriend, who was fiddling with the ring on her chain. The girl opted to dress simply for the occasion: a simple white cami, black acid-washed ripped jeans, and black combat boots. Matching Cuban chain bracelets could be found on her wrists. The ring and dragon claw studs from their recent date made a reappearance. Her locs were in two barrel twists with two free ones hanging in front of her ears.

"Why is that, princesa?" Panthera let out a shaky sigh. This was her first relationship and the first time she's ever met any family members of the people she interacted with. She didn't want to mess this up.

"What if your uncle doesn't like me," she asked quietly, anxiously glancing at Miles' hand that hovered over the hardwood door. The boy frowned, taking her face in his hands so she could look at him.

"Hey, none of that negative thinking, gatita. My tío already likes you. There's nothing you have to be worried about, okay," he whispered. He could still see a bit of insecurity in her eyes, but she rolled her shoulders and nodded. Miles kissed her forehead before facing the door again and knocked. Miles knew his uncle was home; he could hear the man's music playing from the other side of the door.

Panthera could hear the heavy footsteps approaching the door's other side, taking a deep breath.

'It's okay, Panthera. Miles seems confident in his uncle's approval. That's all you need... You got this...'

The door unlocked and swung open to reveal a tall, lanky man. His facial features were sharp and hard. The man had no hair, save the goatee with a bit of gray hair. Panthera looked up to find his dark eyes already trained on her. The initial fear Panthera felt slowly started to disappear as she took in the older man.

'He feels so familiar... but from where?' Miles cleared his throat, snapping the pair out of the stupor they seemed to fall under.

"Uncle Aaron, this is my girlfriend, Panthera Stevens. Panthera, this is my uncle, Aaron Davis." Panthera trusted out her hand with a small smile on her face.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Davis. Miles speaks highly of you," she said. Aaron smirked as he clasped his hand in hers for a solid handshake, a glimmer of approval shining in his eyes.

"The pleasure is all mine, Panthera. Call me Aaron. I'm not normally one for formalities all the time." Panthera's smile widened as the pair were ushered inside. The girl immediately bent down to remove her shoes, placing them by the front door. The strange sense of deja-vu seemed to grow stronger as the girl took in the apartment's interior.

"Welcome to my humble abode. Mi casa es tu casa. At least I'm pretty sure that's something my sister-in-law would say," Aaron said, nodding at the sight of her shoes near the door.

'At least I know she was raised in a cultured household...'

"Thank you, Mr.- I mean Aaron. This is a nice place you have here," Panthera said as she looked around. Aaron let a small smile, one Miles noticed. The boy grinned, happy to see his uncle being receptive to his girlfriend.

"Thanks, lil miss. Why not we get comfortable in the living room before we step out?" The two teens nodded, walking to the couch. Miles plopped down first before the girl could sit down, grabbing her wrist to pull her into his lap. The girl blushed, trying to get up to sit beside her boyfriend but failed when he simply tightened his grip on her.

"Miles, seriously," she whined, pouting. Miles smirked, pecking her lips.

"Calm down. Uncle Aaron is chill; besides, he might as well get used to seeing us like this anyways," Miles said, glancing at the man to confirm this. Aaron chuckled at his nephew's antics.

"It's fine." The man sat beside the pair and fell into a comfortable silence. Aaron studied the girl on Miles' lap. She was trying to suppress her giggles as Miles nuzzled her neck, seeking her affection. She threw an arm around his neck, thumb rubbing the skin behind his ear as she kissed his temple. Miles seemed completely at ease, eyes droopy with a lazy grin.

The older man suppressed a smile to take in the girl who seemed to hold his nephew's heart in her hands.

Aaron took note of her simple fit, understanding what Miles meant. He definitely wouldn't have noticed her immediately since many girls at Miles' school like their high maintenance expenses.

Panthera was simple, a natural beauty. It was refreshing for Aaron to see.

However, one thing caught the man's attention.

"What's with the necklace?" Panthera looked to the lounging man, eyes trained on the ring hung on her chain.

"It was my father's. The ring belonged to my grandfather. My dad gave it to me when I was 12, so I had a connection with him," Panthera answered, fiddling with the cool metal. Aaron hummed, his eyes narrowing in thought.

He remembers seeing that same exact ring on a similar chain on a man he met years ago. His baby girl seemed to love to play with it when he held her to his chest.

Before Aaron could say something, Panthera perked up at the sound of a new song playing. A song she hasn't heard in years.

"Oh my gosh, I haven't heard this song in so long," the girl gushed, her head nodding along with the beat. Aaron raised a brow.

"I wouldn't have suspected you to be a 2Pac fan, Panthera. The song's called My Block, in case you wanted to know," Aaron drawled. Big dark brown eyes shone happily at him, reminding Aaron of a familiar look from a little girl who loved this song whenever he played it.

"Baba would play him from time to time, but I mostly remember listening to him whenever I visited my umalume's apartment. Oh man, my dad probably has a video of me trying to sing along with the chorus with my uncle cheering me on," Panthera reminisced with a fond yet sad smile.

She last saw her uncle when she was six years old. It's like he just vanished from their lives almost. Eric told her he was too busy to visit them anymore, and Panthera asked her dad to play 2Pac to remember him. The girl was sad that someone who she considered family was just gone, but she had no choice but to move on.

Unknowing to her, Aaron froze, staring at the girl with wide eyes.

Umalume... uncle.

Aaron remembered returning to his apartment one day when a man with a baby and a couple of bags came off a bus. Aaron slowed, noticing the man's pinched expression. Normally he would've just kept walking, but the man looked rather young and tired. Plus, it was at that very moment the babe let out an ear-piercing wail.

"Ayo!" The man turned to Aaron, looking sheepish as he tried rocking the baby back to sleep.

"Yes, sir?" Aaron approached the young cat with a hint of a smile.

"Need a hand there?" The older man watched as relief washed over the man.

"Yes. Definitely." The Brooklyn native chuckled, carrying the bag, leaving the young father with one as he soothed his baby. Dark brown eyes met a matching pair, a tired smile on the younger's face.

"Name's Eric, by the way. Eric Stevens. And this is my little girl, Panthera Stevens." Aaron peered at her little face, smiling at the pout on her lips and big dark brown eyes.

"Nice to meet you, Eric. I'm Aaron Davis. And Panthera's a cute little girl. She looks like you a little bit."

The pair became fast friends, Aaron helping Eric find a place for him and little Panthera after discovering he was new to the city. He watched the little girl grow for years, growing a strong attachment to her after he held her in his arms for the first time. It reminded him of his young nephew, born shortly before her.

"Yo, tío... you okay," Miles asked, seeing the man's eyes grow misty the longer he stared at his girlfriend. The man shook his head, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Lil cub? Is... is that you?" Panthera's head snapped in Aaron's direction, eyes wide. But Aaron could see the spark of recognition in her eyes.

"...Umalume," she asked, really looking at the man. A younger, less jaded version of the man appeared in her mind's eye. She remembers his bright smile and his bolstering laugh. How his eyes would soften the same way Aaron's was right now-

"Oh my goodness! It is you!" Miles was confused by his girlfriend's outburst, which only worsened when Panthera partially jumped out of his arms into the arms of his uncle.

Aaron let out a genuine, joyful laugh as he stood up and spun the girl around.

"Damn, I can't believe it. It's really you, lil cub," Aaron said, squeezing Panthera. The girl pouted at him, reminding him of the kid version of her.

"I'm not little..."

"Yo feet still can't even touch the ground-"

"We not gonna talk about that-"

"So, does someone wants to clue me in here?" The pair stared at the Afro-Latino, who looked more than a little lost. Aaron chuckled as he set Panthera down, resting a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Panthera is my non-biological niece. I met her father when he first moved to Brooklyn when Panthera wasn't more than a few months old. Her pops and I became fast friends, and like you, Panthera wormed her cute little self into my heart." Miles blinked before laughing. Panthera gave him that usual innocent blink whenever she managed to do something that baffled him.

"Just when I thought you couldn't surprise me anymore than you already have, you managed to do so again? What's next? You've met my mom too?" Panthera blushed, giggling.

"Funny, babe, but I haven't. Promise." Aaron turned to his nephew, eyes shining.

"Your mom is going to love her. I wouldn't stress it, lil man." Miles smiled at that.

"But... if you break her heart, you have more to worry about than just her Pops coming for your ass, Miles."

"Wha-?! But I'm your nephew!"

"And I would love for you to make Panthera my niece officially. Don't let me find out you two are no longer together now." Miles let out a groan as Panthera stifled a laugh behind her hand. The trio soon left the apartment, heading to a diner. Aaron took both of them there at some point in their childhood for some food. The couple were happy to revisit it, now older and as a couple.

Despite his uncle's threat, he couldn't help watching on happily as his uncle and girlfriend joyfully interacted with each other.

Things were looking up for Miles.

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Dedicated to @444morales apprecite your support, friend 💜💜💜

[mitsuki-komori]

Yay another magna x luck shipper! Hi! Could I request a fic where luck meets magna's family? I think it will be funny.

Yeah. This was fun. Luck meets Magna’s family and Magna gets bullied by not only Luck, but his mother and sister as well!

As Magna and Luck walked through the woods, Magna got tired. It was dark and they had just completed a mission. The base was still pretty far away… Magna really didn’t want to tire himself more. Magna had an idea. He doesn’t want to actually use this idea, but walking all the way back to the base seemed unbearable to him. They were close to the place he grew up in, Rayaka. For a few weeks, Luck has been asking to meet Magna’s family because of a conversation he had with Gauche.

“Hey Luck, Rayaka’s nearby. You wanna stop and sleep there tonight?” He asked. Luck looked at him and smiled.

“Yeah! Does this mean I get to meet your family!?” He smiled. This is what he wasn’t looking forward to. He was hoping Luck wouldn’t remember and they could just sleep at an inn or something. It’s not that Magna didn’t love his family, his family is just… well he isn’t in the mood to say the least.Just the thought of having to deal with both Luck and his family… utter chaos… for him at least.

“Yeah… I guess.” Magna nodded. They made their way through Rayaka, Luck following Magna and Magna preparing himself. Magna would warn Luck, but Luck isn’t the type of person to need a warning when it comes to people like his family. Luck doesn’t come from a good home. His mother was abusive and she was his only family. After his conversation with Gauche he wanted to know what a real family was like. How much a family loved each other. Yeah, the Black Bulls were his family, but this was… just different.

Magma knocked on the door. After a few moments a young girl opened the door. She gasped and it turned into a smile she turned back and yelled. “Mom! Magna’s here, and he brought his boyfriend!” Magna waved his arms around trying to shut her up.

“Hey! Shut up!” He whisper-yelled. 

“Why? He is your boyfriend, isn’t he?” She asked.

“Well… yeah, but-“

“Magna! Where have you been!? Last time you visited was months ago! Do you know how much I was worried!? You’re supposed to visit once a month! And before it was every two months!” She yelled while continuously whacking Magna with a book. It seemed to be about blacksmithing. Luck laughed.

“Well! You must be my son’s boyfriend Luck! So nice to meet you. My son talks about you all the time in his letters, and when he visits too! We’ve been wanting to meet you for some time now. Where have you been hiding him!? You shouldn’t be hiding things from your mother!” Luck and Magna’s mom shook hands. Luck was tempted to buzz her, but he wanted to be liked so he decided not to. “My name is Shia Swing, but you can just call me mom!” Luck had to admit, he was definitely caught off guard by how kind these two were. Why was Magna waiting so long to introduce them?

“Mom!” Magna shouted. The younger girl could be seen poking Magna’s cheek again and again.

“You said you’d come with me to get my grimoire.” She stared at him intensely.

“Come on, don't even! Your birthday is next week! You aren’t 15 yet!” He rolled his eyes.

“Damn… I thought I could trick you.”

“You think I’d forget my own sister’s birthday!?” He asked, clearly offended.

“Well maybe! You’ve been gone for six months.” She pouted her lips.

“I’m sorry, we’ve just been a bit busy.” He apologized.

“It’s ok.” She forgives him. Luck wasn’t expecting her to just forgive him that quickly. These people were nice.

“Oh yeah, hi brother’s boyfriend, my name is Mirajane. You can just call me Mira though. She waved. Luck waved back with a smile.

“Yeah! Hey Mira, what's your magic? Is it fire like Magna?” Luck questioned.

“Luck I KNOW you are not trying to fight my sister right now.” He gave Luck the death stare.

“Of course not! I’m just curious.” Luck explained.

“No, fire’s lame. My magic is much better than my brother. I have the ability to do this!” Mirajane brought her hand up and wrote a word in the air with her finger. The word she had written was water, after a second the word morphed into water. She dumped it on Magna, he gritted his teeth and twitched. This is just what he was afraid of and wasn’t in the mood for. Luck watched with excitement.

“Wow! That’s so cool! We should fight sometime!” He cheered, Mira nodded. Luck looked at Magna, “What? She needs someone to help train her!” Magna crossed his arms.

“Although right now I can only use elemental magic like fire, water, ice, lightning. I’m gonna try to train and branch my magic to use other types of attributes! Then, I’ll join the magic knights and I’ll be able to get closer to him!” She started to fangirl as a boy crossed her mind

“Who?”

“Leopold Vermillion! He’s a royal from the Crimson Lions! He’s so cool! He has fire magic! One time he came here and saved me! He’s powerful, he never gives up, and he’s cute!” She explained.

“I thought I was your favorite fire mage… screw that I thought I was your favorite person!” Magna clearly felt betrayed.

“No. Leopold’s so much cooler than you. Mom is my favorite. You can be number 4.” She said, he scoffed.

“What!? What happened to 3!?”

“Luck.”

“But you just met him!” Magna sulked. He was the victim in this family.

Luck and Shia started to laugh as Magna and Mirajane went back and forth. “Now, let’s go sit down, I’ll make some dinner.” Shia said.

“Ok mom!” Luck cheered as he followed her to the table. Magna chased after Luck.

“What did you just say!?”

Afterwards, they sat down at the table. Luck found out that Magna’s mom was a blacksmith and she liked to lecture Magna. She had fire magic. Magna’s dad left before Mirajane was born, and she acquired his abilities. Mirajane was a 14 year old girl who wanted to join the magic knights like her brother, she also wanted to open her own bakery. She had an attitude, but when she’s talking about something she loves she talks about it non-stop and with passion.

Magna got to introduce Luck to his old room. They went to sleep. Luck was glad he got to meet Magna’s family. They were really nice and he couldn’t wait to see them again. “Goodnight boys, don’t make too much noise.” Shia waved, as Luck and Magna got ready for bed.

“Mom!” Magna shot at her.

“Ha, you two are totally gonna f-“

“Mira!” Magna yelled.

As Luck was drifting to sleep he smiled. This was nice. This was what a real family was like. They love each other and care for each other, yet they can also mess with each other as much as they want and fight they don’t talk for days. Then, they’ll talk and mess around again like nothing happened. Luck loved it. He hopes that most people have a nice family like Magna’s. A family that cares and loves each other. Luck was glad he got to experience it.

Magna and Luck got ready to leave. Magna’s family and Luck though didn’t want this to end so soon. That’s when they remembered that Mirajane would be turning 15 in a week. So when Magna and Luck left left, they decided to make plans. Luck and Magna could go with Mirajane to get her grimoire for her birthday in a week. Her birthday also just so happened to be the same day kids would be getting their grimoires. Then, they would go back home, help with her magic, and then celebrate and eat together. They would bond and get to know each other more. Luck looked forward to it.

“Farewell then Luck, if you ever need to talk about something or my son does something, you talk to me. I’ll whack Magna upside the head!”

“Hey!”

“We should fight sometime Luck. I’m sure it’ll be fun… or whatever.” Mira waved. 

Luck loved Magna and his family so much. He doesn’t know what he would’ve done if he had never joined the magic knights.

“So… do you like them?” Magna asked as he and Luck walked. Luck turned to him.

“Yeah! I love them so much! They’re so nice.” Luck responded

“Yeah says you.” Magna sulked and hung his head down, Luck laughed.

“Really though… this was nice. You know how A lot of our families are in our squad, and mine. It was nice to see how real family is. Thanks Magna! I love you!” Luck gave Magna a sweet smile. Magna blushed and smirked.

“Yeah… I love you too ya brat.” Magna replied as he pulled Luck closer to rest his head on Magna’s shoulder. It probably wouldn’t be long before Luck would ruin it to fight him or something, but that was fine, because they loved each other and they were perfect. No matter what.

They couldn’t be happier.

[c-tepx]

NEVERMIND THE MEETING HAPPENED

found the screenshot from the adventure bible and I'm obsessed

i knew girls are gonna dress up!! look at flertom! she's ready to charm that dwarf bachelor

mayjack seem to be wearing her "prettier" shirt and just regular boots. just like her dad. cute

puckpatti even brought some flowers!

[thefigureinthecorner]

as above, so below.

[spatziline]

Loid meets the real Yor

[feyburner]

Guess who got hit with a de-aging beam 👍🏻

Page one text:

Dick: Let’s see, you’ve met ✨me✨, Duke, Dami, Al… who else is around…

Dick: Oh hey! It’s Jason!

Jason: Uh.

Timmy: Jason………. Todd?

Dick: That’s right!! (Wow, good memory!)

Jason: Hi.

Dick: T-TIM?!

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Bonus:

[crescent-cubed]

Okay I've had this in my head for, like, a week now and I need answers dammit

The poll's just there for posterity, but you can also leave your answer in the comments or a reblog if you're comfortable!

[animusrox]

[90's Sitcoms]

[kcyars99]

[chloesimaginationthings]

The Afton family gatherings are always wild in FNAF,,

[athlast]

there's something about butches reclaiming protectiveness and chivalry from an imposed "caring, nurturing" character associated and often forced upon women. something about how while straight men often try to present as careless as possible, masculinity and care are not only not conflicting in the butch identity, but inherent to it. there's something there.

[evilminji]

Ooooh~ Drink mix up? >.>

Because! Wes DID, in fact, get that dream job. HAS learned... after many, many hours of "beat about the head and shoulders with an ethics pamphlet by his great aunt", to keep his mouth shut! Family curse of Sight? WHAT family curse?

He doesn't see shit! Mind your business.

What're you? A cop?

Look, he sent Fenton a gift basket. He was a shitty, shitty "I have to be RIGHT and nothing else matters!" Stubborn lil asshole of a kid. He got better. Grew up. No one is there best Self during puberty. He DOES, in fact, regret it.

Which is WHY, he is deliberately ignoring Kent's terrible, awful, paper-thin, "who meee~?" Aw shucks BULLSHIT excuse of a disguise, like it isn't blatantly obvious he's Superman. Yep. Nothing to see here! Nothing but us chickens! Mmmmm, morning coffee! Delicious.

But see, here's the THING.

The Itty, bitty, teeny lil PROBLEM...

Wes grew up in Amity "Totally Not Supernatural Hotspot For Centuries" Park. He is... to put it mildly, genetically? A freak. His biology is ALL fucked up. Everyone's is. And it WAS NOT made better by the Fenton's playing fast and loose with their hell basement. The Ectoplasmic NUKE that was that portal.

There is a REASON his morning coffee? Is COVERED. Contained. Fenton brand, LEAD LINED, specialty cups. The sort that can't be EATEN from the inside out. Eroded after a few uses. They're ugly as sin, but they work. He even ordered a few covers from Star's etsy shop. (Apparently he wasn't the only one who hated how ugly they looked. Good for her though, he heard it was doing well.)

He SAYS this? 'Cause his morning brew is less... straight COFFEE... and more... how to put this? A blend? Brew? Potion, really. Like an energy drink. From hell. Or, partially at least, the Zone. It's the combination of roots, seeds, and a few dried berries. Kinda like a tea, actually!

Tasty. Adds this nice fruity, warmth. A zing. Goes GREAT with the coffee. And it really perks you up... if you are Limnal. If you AREN'T? It'll desolve your esophagus like swallowing straight acid. And that's not TOUCHING the... witch-y, more Seer specific bit of the blend.

That stuff is medicinal. You know, "calm the mind" and "mental clarity". That sorta thing. With a good ol helping of "don't blurt out everyone's secrets, you spacey bitch! For the love of God, those are our INSIDE THOUGHTS!". Which? Really helpful! Infinitely less likely to get decked. It's a family staple.

Poisonous, though.

They're fine cause they've basically developed an immunity to that part, but like? Wouldn't recommend. It's why he NEVER shares his drinks. Food? On occasion. If he PLANS it and knows not to add and interesting spices. But DRINKS? Never. Weston family brews are basically NEVER safe.

Which? Begs the Very Important Question ™!

Who's Coffee Is This?

Cause it SURE AS FUCK AINT HIS!

You never realize quite how fast you can go from "completely calm and kinda sleepy" to "bomb strapped to my chest, primal panic AWAKE" until it happens to you. His coffee was ON HIS DESK. People have passed by. He talked to them. Cups put down and picked up. Lazy early morning. He doesn't even register, really, as his chair crashes to the ground.

He's shouting.

People confused. They don't realize yet. His head whips around, looking for that distinct cover. Before it's too late. Before someone takes that fatal sip. He spots it. Bolting from his desk. Crashing through coworkers, over desks. Chaos and outrage. "It's 'just' coffee!" They cry.

Kent turns, confused. Pretending. Raises his (HIS! Oh god!) cup to his lips, unknowing. Wes SCREAMS a warning. But he doesn't listen. "It's 'just' coffee" They never listen. Curse of Cassandra. God's damn it. This is why his family fucking CONVERTED!

He TACKLES the man of steel.

RIPS his cup away from him, knows his eyes are frantic. How much have you had?! Spit it out! Wes voice ECHOES in the sudden silence. I'm a META, Kent! It could KILL YOU!

And oh, Oh NOW they get it. Or perhaps it is the burn in his mouth that finally registers. He rolls, spits oil slick nebulae that eat away the floor. There is blood mixed within it. It took mere moments. Superman stares, transfixed and horrified, as Wes shakes. He... he should probably get off of him.

He'll move in a moment.

When his legs no longer feel weak from terror.

The news room is in chaos. Lane kneeling by her husband, Perry trying to do damage control. He... he's probably gonna lose his job, isn't he? Wes wants to cry. Protection laws only go so far, after all. And warning his boss about his dietary needs means jack shit, after an incident like this. Beloved as Kent is. Not that anyone likely believed him.

They never do.

And now he's nearly killed Superman.

@hypewinter @hdgnj @legitimatesatanspawn @nerdpoe @lolottes @babbling-babull @mutable-manifestation @dcxdpdabbles

[bet-on-me-13]

Sandwiches

So! Clark is a Kid, and he is making a sandwich, but the Ketchup he puts on it accidentally makes a Summoning Sigil.

He turns around to find a Glowing Eldritch Being floating behind him.

He stares at the Eldritch Beast.

The Eldritch Beast stares at him.

Clark wordlessly picks up 2 more slices of bread, makes a other sandwich, and offers it to Being.

It takes the Sandwich, looks at him, and smirks before saying, "Not bad." And disappearing.

The next day, Clark's parents told him that they were going to have an extremely bountiful Harvest that year, and that they would be able to pay off all of their remaining Debts, lifting all of the stress that he had seen them begin to accumulate over the years.

Later that week during the Party to celebrate their success, Clark sneaks away with a plate of Food, draws that same circle on his favorite Tree, and leaves the Plate of food alongside a note saying "Thanks!"

And thus was the start of an incredible, but rather strange, friendship.

(BTW I left the specific Ghost blank to play around with, cause maybe it wasn't Danny)

[chipper-smol]

star abducted :3