#or more secret children his father didnt know about

[bluerosefox]

Family Resemblance

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I had another 11pm brain worm.

Enjoy

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Daniel Wayne, the younger toddler brother of Bruce Wayne and the son of Martha and Thomas Wayne had been kidnapped the night their parents were murdered.

Daniel had been snagged the moment their killer heard people headed to the alley and Bruce in his state of shock didn't realize it until it was far to late and could only scream in horror (from everything) as his baby brother is crying his name. (If you wanna make it even more heart wrenching, make it Danny's first time being able to say Bruce's name right and/or Bruce had said some mean things to Danny earlier after he accidentally broke something of Bruce's, something like 'I wish youd go away' or 'I never wanted a brother, you're such a bother!')

Bruce is being held by Alfred as some police officers are chasing down the Wayne's parents killer while some stay behind to see if they could do something.

Minutes turn to hours and as they wait, praying the police at least found Danny, Bruce is ridden with guilt. From his parents death to allowing his brother to be kidnapped.

Eventually the police return to give Alfred and Bruce the news. And it's not good.

The killer escaped and Danny was nowhere to be found.

And it would take many years before he would be found.

-x-x-

Bruce gets a call from Damian during school hours one day. When he answers he is greeted with Damian demanding him to get to the school and explain himself.

Confused Bruce asks what does he mean and Damian responds with

"The two new students in class today are the spitting images of you and I father! Either they are poorly created clones or you have more hidden blood children!"

-x-x-

Meanwhile the very students being discussed are calling up someone too

"Ellie? Dan? What's wrong? You better not have made too much chaos already, I just paid for the uniforms for that place."

"DAD! I THINK ANOTHER ONE OF THE FRUITLOOPS FAILED CLONES SOMEHOW SURVIVED!"

"What?"

[reallyromealone]

Okay so hear me out.

Sanzu x reader but it's an arranged marriage for connections between Bonten and another Yakuza. But the entire time reader is just kinda forced to dress as a girl because his dad didn't have a daughter to shuffle off to Bonten, so when Sanzu gets time alone with reader and actually gets to talk to him and hug him - he finds out reader is a guy and is just like "WTF- Wait I actually like this better" or something.

Absolutely uwu

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(name) was uncomfortable as he was dressed and polished, makeup making his face look more feminine than it was.

He hated that he looked like this.

He was going to his "engagement party" with Bonten higher ups, he was being married off to bontens second, he didn't even know who he was. He just hoped it wouldn't go south.

He didnt know who he was, what to do as he walked into the venue, both Bonten and (Yakuza) were guarding the grounds as (name)s father left him by the arm as if he were a daughter and (name) wanted to claw his eyes out with his manicured nails "behave, fail and I will /kill/ you" (name) wasn't even a spare, third born and just a chip for his father so he knew he was serious. The venue was impressive, many people from various organizations there along with political leaders, it was quite the event.

He was never celebrated this much.

Cremes and pinks, gold silverware and expensive plates along the white tables and the marble reflected the expensive chandeliers.

It was all too much.

"Your fiance saved no expense for you" his father said and practically threw him to the wolves to get a drink.

He just wanted to scream.

He was greeted and congratulated by everyone before he even got to meet his future husband, everyone commenting about how lucky Sanzu was to get with such a beautiful girl, all of them pretending like it was love at first sight, not knowing (name)s secret. He didn't even know who this "Sanzu" was, the entire time being chatted up by others and talks about future children being wed for stronger bonds, (name) wanted to puke.

"So you're the little bird our Sanzu is marrying" a white haired man with a tattoo on the side of his head commented and glanced at "her" up and down almost judgingly but made a sound of approval "he wouldn't shut up about you, he's absolutely smitten from a photo" he said passively before smirking if you grow bored of him let me know"

Gross.

(Name) concluded he did not like the one he learned was named Koko who mentioned Sanzu was off assisting their boss with something of importance, (name) wasn't sure what and he didn't know if he wanted to know.

He stood at the window, the venue being at the top floor of a luxury hotel, the city looking tiny from this high and the lights of Tokyo lit up (name) in a way that made him look ethereal, the city reflecting off his eyes.

"I was looking for you" a voice said calmly and a man walked beside him and stared at the city below with his fiance "beautiful" he said no longer looking at the city lights but at the painting of a "woman" before him, never let it be said that Sanzu wasn't romantic, he only was when he chose to be.

Like now, the man pulling (name) close from behind to look at the city and kissing his hand gently "you truly are a sight" he whispered in his ear and kissed gently and (name) yelped at the sound and Sanzu halted, he wasn't as easily fooled "are...are.. you a man?" He asked pinning (name) to the glass and looking at him fully, taking in the features.

"M-my father... He didn't have a daughter so he used me instead... I'm sorry for lying to you but I wasn't exactly given choice... I understand if you want to leave" Sanzu was pissed yes, he was lied to and given a man instead of a woman...but he was still that beauty he fell hopelessly in love with.

His pretty little doll.

"I'll keep you, it's better honestly that youre a man" Sanzu looked critical as he looked over at (name) "everyone will be looking for a helpless bride when in reality it's a pretty little husband" he pulled (name) close and his lips ghosted the poorly huffed Adams apple "I mean how could one miss this?" He huffed out a laugh as his piercing eyes stared into (name)s entire being "letting go of such a beauty would be fucking stupid after all"

(Name) let Sanzu kiss him as they hid from their own party "you're coming back with me, I'll have people collect your shit" he said simply and bit into (name)s shoulder possessively "get used to me baby, because you're /never/ getting rid of me"

And (name) in his heart of hearts... Didn't want to get rid of him, the man who despite it all looked at him like he hung the moon.

[axelsagewrites]

Hello, dear reader. I'd like to make a wish for Rhaenyra's little sister, maybe a year or two. And she never liked Alicent, who after marrying the king tries (along with Otto) to demote her to bastard status (but Viserys loves his little girl too much to do this to her). Of course, things get even worse when Rhaenyra's sister gets engaged to Harwin...

Thank you for your attention, I like your stories 🫶🏻. Another thing, can I stop by more often? I wish I had more of my ideas adorned with your writing

Harwin Strong*Suitable Match

Pairing: Harwin x f!reader

Word count: 1320

Warnings: Step parent hating step child, secret relationship, kind of implied smut

a/n: ahh thank u sm for being so sweet and ofc request as much or talk however much u want. sorry i didnt reply sooner i just didnt want to lose the request x

Masterlist Here

A life of a princess was something to envy. Well so many had claimed however after the death of your mother life felt like an ever falling spiral. Your sister began to grow closer to Alicent after the death and while you were happy for her to have a friend Alicent had always been unkind to you.

It had started small with her asking Rhaenyra not to let you join in their games to her unpicking your needle work whenever you would wander off to stretch your legs. Soon you gave up on even trying to be nice to her. anytime she was invited to dinner was met with loud sighs from you.

“Why does she hate me?” you pouted one night as Rhaenyra upbraided your hair.

Your sister rolled her eyes as she began to brush your hair out, “She doesn’t hate you. she’s just not used to a little sister,”

“She’s mean,”

“Cmon she isn’t that bad?”

-

You didn’t want to say I told you so when Alicent was betrothed to your father but the look on your face said it for you. at least Rhaenyra was able to marry and move away. you were instead stuck living at court with your evil stepmother and her spawn. Well, the children were kind to you, but Alicent constantly used them to get under your skin.

She’d send toddler Aegon running over with pretend crown shouting that he was going to be king. Or she would have a 2-year-old Aemond claim he was your husband. She tried to make Helena spill wine on your dress one time, but the poor girl burst into tears and confessed to you instantly.

Instead Alicent settled on insisting that your chambers were given to Aegon. Something you managed to convince your father against from at first but soon you were moved to a wing of the castle usually just for guests. You would’ve complained about longer if you hadn’t realised your new chambers window overlooked the kings guard training ground.

From your window you’d pretend to be doing needle work while secretly watching break bones fling any man that challenged him like a rag doll. Eventually Harwin caught onto your staring and would send his own glimpses up between sparring. It was also handy that your chamber was only a short walk from the guards’ sleeping quarters and Harwin soon became a frequent private guest of yours.

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“Ser Barros is coming to court next week,” your father told you over a family dinner, “and I heard his son is looking for a wife,” he said, shooting you a hopeful glance.

“I heard he’s a fine man father,” you said kindly knowing full well it didn’t matter. Somehow every match they tried to make for you was sabotaged. The tall dark Baratheon boy was ever so keen for weeks for your hand then one day disappeared like a ghost. The gorgeous Lannister man that would bring you fine jewels suddenly decided a dornish match was of more importance. Even the Tarly boy you had courted had inexplicitly decided to join the nights watch. Every time Alicent wore the same twisted smile.

The only ones she didn’t send running were the incredibly old and decrepit looking men from minor houses, but it wasn’t hard to convince your father they weren’t suitable matches. “Perhaps we should set up a luncheon to great the boy,” Alicent suggested making your father smile widely. She really had twisted him around her finger.

-

“I wish I could stay here all day,” you pouted as you lay your head on Harwin’s bare chest.

His chuckle vibrated through you as his arm wrapped tight around your waist, “Me too princess but I have my duties and you have yours,”

“I thought your duty was to serve me,” you sighed dramatically, pretending to try get away.

Harwin laughed, his arms moving to cage you against the bed as he moved to lay over you, “I think I serve you just fine princess,” he said, his lips moving to kiss along your jaw.

“Oh yeah?” you asked and Harwin hummed in response as his kisses grew lower.

-

As expected Borros’s son went running after only a week and now you were in another awkward family dinner however unluckily for you the children all had the cold so now you were sat in stoney silence with just your father and Alicent. “You should really think about your future dear,” she said with a fake sweet smile, “We worry for you,”

Instead of replying you grabbed your wine, drinking a hefty sip of it. Viserys sighed, “Alicent is right dear. You must marry. At this point we’re going to have to start considering marrying you to a tree!” he said, flinging himself back in his chair. “Honestly what even happened between you and the boy?”

-

The days that followed were awkward to say the least. Alicent walked around smug as all hell and your father continued to sulk. You decided enough was enough and when Alicent went out to the sept you decided to track your father down. Unsurprisingly you found him staring over a model of the city.

“Father?” you greeted, walking closer to the tired looking man, “May we talk?”

“Of course, sweet child,” he said, nodding for you to sit beside him before sighing, “You know I worry for you?”

“I do father, and I do appreciate it,” you lied but did your best to look sympathetic to your clueless father, “but I was thinking. Well. I found another match you see father,” you spoke, and his head perked up as he waited for you to finally spit it out, “He’s sweet and kind and his family is well respected. You even like his father, and I was just thinking- “

“Out with-it child,”

You took a breath before finally asking, “Have you considered Harwin Strong yet father?” Viserys sighed, his eyes turning away but you continued, “Think about it! I’d be able to be at court and help Helena with her studies. Plus, you have four more children so four more matches. You already have the Velaryon which secures the crownlands. Harwin and I would secure the Riverlands. Then after you betrothed Helena, Aegon, Aemond, and Daeron you will have six of the seven kingdoms on your side. Your reach will go far especially if our children do the same,”

“You want to dilute the blood of old Valyria?” he asked, sounding exhausted as he spoke.

“No father, only strengthen it,” you said, moving to hold his hand, “Besides there is no other Targaryen or Velaryon to wed unless uncle daemon is brought back from exile- “you said but your father raised his hand to hush you.

He paused for a moment before nodding, “I will think about it. but for now, leave me. I have a lot to consider,”

“Thank you, father,”

-

Apparently Alicent must have missed this chamber meeting because somehow the news came back finally in your favour. Harwin would be your husband. You were so happy when your father told you that you instantly hugged him before rushing to find Harwin however that night at dinner Alicent shot you many dirty looks.

Finally, you had undermined her. you’d won. Well, that’s how it felt at first, but her glares began to sink into your skin till it itched. As the dinner ended, she tapped her cup with her fork, “A toast to my dear sweet daughter,” she smiled at you making your father beam, “May she have a marriage like ours,” she said, holding his hand tightly but you felt your stomach flutter.

“Here, here,” your father said, standing to kiss your cheek.

Alicent did the same, her arms twisting round your back into a bony hug, “Do not forget yourself darling,” she whispered sweetly in your ear, “You don’t win that easily,”

Taglist: @clairacassidy @valeskafics @starkleila @jacesvelaryons

[sleepingontheclouds]

i did a rant for Jason, now I’m doing a rant for my favorite superhero and occasionally morally grey person <3

I’m going to put a trigger warning here and now for the majority of this post. Discussing Dick Grayson for me means talking about very sensitive moments for his character, I will be mentioning and talking about some non-consensual events that happened to him in certain comic canons and one underage event. Please if this can/will trigger you, click off or skim over the parts where I mention it. I will highlight the parts where I actively speak about situations like that in red. Thank you.

Titans

I’ve watched to season 3 of Titans so far and I just gotta say, Dick’s character got a downgrade and an upgrade. Let me elaborate.

Firstly, I love what the writers did and how they characterized the boy wonder in season one. He was an authority figure, a protector. Literally the first time we are introduced to Robin and the first time we see Dick in the Robin suit, he’s brutalizing child abusers.

Throughout the entire first season there are multiple instances of Dick being very protective towards children and very aggressive with people he believes to hurt children.

In a later episode of season one, Dick tracks down a man with Kori after Rachel runs away with Gar. Once he realizes that the man has seen Rachel, let alone in the woods, he immediately goes into attack mode. At that point he believed that Rachel was alone, he didnt know about Gar and he didn’t know that she was with anyone. He punches the man and starts asking if he did anything to her, he goes protective and is very close to breaking that guys nose before his daughter runs out of her room and sees what’s going on, making Dick stop.

Personally, I loved that aspect of his character. It’s not only foreshadowing at the fact that he’s going to become an older brother, I personally think it also hints at a very traumatic event that happened to him in the comics.

It made me so sad to see him lose that aspect of himself after season one. I suppose the overprotective violence faded along side his other more regular violence.

I loved his violent characterization throughout the first two seasons, it really helps understand his character and him as a person.

In the first season, whenever he’s wearing the Robin suit he’s physically incapable of stopping himself from getting too violent, no matter how much he may want to without the costume on.

He stabs people, breaks peoples noses, nearly makes people bleed out, stomps peoples faces in, everything under the sun except kill them. That’s the whole reason he left Gotham, that’s the whole reason he held a grudge against Bruce in season one.

The journey we go through with Dick in season two is an amazing depiction of his character.

The literal order of events just screams mental breakdown to me and the episodes following made me think he had a psychological break, then we find out that he’s just like that.

The events go like this. First Dick starts seeing hallucinations of his father figure which he hates and that’s apparently just a normal thing that happens in Dick’s day to day life? Then he goes Robin mode, hurting a man he used to work with because he’s annoyed with the hallucination of his father. Then he goes to a dance club and nearly kills a man that works with Slade because he has a secret he needs to hide?? Then his traumatized nineteen year old brother tries to kill himself and what does Dick do? He trauma dumps all over Jason hoping that it’ll make him feel better and not want to die. (It doesn’t) then everyone he loves leaves him. He then decides to go visit the mother of the kid he thinks he got killed and finds himself talking to Slade. My guy then books a flight across the world because the fucking assassin with one eye who killed his own son said that he needed to repent by being in isolation?? You know what this dude does instead of going to Japan like he’s supposed to? He assaults two police officers to get himself seven years in jail. You know who he doesn’t tell? Gar. The teenager he left in charge of watching Superman’s clone with no other orders than, ‘call Bruce if he wakes up’ when he knows Bruce will not answer.

Then the dude breaks these gang members out of jail so they don’t get deported, that gets him thrown in solitary. You know what he does in solitary? Hallucinates his dad, fights him in his imagination, and then breaks out of jail.

When Dick eventually grows into his own person after all that insanity, when he becomes Nightwing— he forgives Bruce. It’s another aspect about his characterization that I love. Dick is forgiving, in a good and bad way, until he isn’t.

Dick doesn’t care what people do to him, it’s one of his biggest flaws. He lets himself get hurt over and over again and he just takes it. He lets his peers absolutely bash him and openly hate him, but he’s always still there for them. He always still supports them.

He knows Bruce turned him into a weapon, but he still went back. He went back and tried to ignore everything and forget about all the awful things Bruce did to him. He never directly talks to Bruce about it, sure he’s passive aggressive during [redacted’s] funeral dinner in season 2 but he never actually talks about anything.

The only time he snaps at Bruce is after Jason dies.

After his brother, who he didn’t treat like a brother, dies, he’s trying to cope. Everyone is. He knows Bruce copes in a different way and he respects it, what he doesn’t respect is the fact that Bruce is trying to rope in another child to be Robin. He’s trying to replace Jason right after he dies. That’s when Dick loses his temper.

Even after everything, it takes someone else being hurt for Dick to speak his mind. He never really stands up for himself, he stands up for other people and bottles in his emotions.

Comics

In the comics, Dick is much similar. He bottles up his emotions until he physically can’t.

He’s always trying to be happy, even Nightwing isn’t serious. For Bruce, Batman is a way to let out his true self. Batman is the real Bruce, Bruce Wayne is the mask he hides behind.

It’s exactly the opposite for Dick. Dick Grayson is the caring older brother who has no trauma and exists to help, Nightwing is the funny vigilante, he’s the protector of Blüdhaven who cracks jokes and never breaks a smile while fighting. Either way, Dick just trades in one mask for another.

The only times it’s genuinely him, is when he’s at his most vulnerable. When he isn’t around his family, his brothers, Bruce. That’s when the real him can come out, his real genuine emotions.

In a certain comic run that I’m unsure if it’s still canon or not, Dick gets assaulted. It’s before he has his facade, it’s right when it’s starting to develop. He’s sixteen.

Dick gets in a horrible fight with Bruce, it results in him either running away or getting kicked out, either way he isn’t with Bruce. The sixteen year old is left to fend for himself, then a 21 year old woman who’s targeting Wayne enterprises comes along.

She manipulates Dick and takes advantage of him (along with her husband I think) all to get to Bruce.

He never talks about it.

!! I WILL BE REPLYING TO THIS IN A REBLOG CAUSE THIS IS GETTING VERY LONG AND TYPING IS GETTING SLOW !!

[eclipse-rain]

TR; Yin and Yang:

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Summary: What would happen of there was another child of the sano family that no one knew about, not even mikey. A secret sibling who seemingly came from no where. One who looked alot like a ghost of the past long dead and buried.

Warnings; Slight manga spoilers?, Tense: You/Your, She/her pronouns, slight swearing, Plantonic/sfw - duh, Reader has a resembalance to mikeys mom and shinichiro

Part 2 •Part 3

Masterlist~

He remembered it vividly.

Those moments.

He remebered them all.

The image of his mother in a hospital bed.

His mother, the one who birthed him and his beloved older brother. The one who loved the two as well as their younger half sister emma.

His mother had loved his father very much. So much so that he was almost the only thing they ever talked about when he would go to visit her in the hospital. So much so that she loved his child who wasnt even her own.

Who wasnt her blood nor from her own womb but that didnt matter to her. She loved emma like she did her biological children.

Her children.

They were her children.

They were all her children.

You wondered if that included you.

If it had ever included you.

But you never knew and you never would know now that you stood in the freezing cold air with only one black umbrella held high above your head to keep the pelting rain from drenching your small frame.

Now that you stood at the back of your biological mothers funeral while you watched people walk up to pay their respects.

He nudged you forward, the man who held the umbrella above you, pushing you to start your journey up to the front.

Mabey it was weird that instead of focusing on the sadness of being headed to the place where you would say your final goodbyes to your mother you felt like you were walking the plank of a pirate ship.

You felt weird.

You felt exposed.

You felt like all the eyes in the room bore into you, like they could see who you were and what you were hiding.

You had inched your way about halfways up the aisle in the middle of the rows where people sat to the right and left of you when you felt a familiar hand on the top of your small back.

One that was familar to you but now felt slightly diffrent.

A strong hand that once held yours. Lifted you high and patted your head a million times. One you felt was reliable. One you could entrust everything to like the whole world revolved around this one hand that was held out just for you that you could fall back on anytime no matter what.

That hand now felt diffrent. It was weaker than it was before, it was tired, it was sad. There was no strength to its grip where it was placed on your back, like all the fight in it had finally run its course and had been washed away by the same rain that threatened to grow heavier outside the establishment.

The one who this hand belonged to guided you up to the place where your mothers picture was displayed in the center of seemingly a thousand white flowers.

You hesitated.

The lone flower in your small hands felt meager in comparison.

Noticing your reluctance the man cupped your hands in his and guided them to the place where your flower would rest by your mothers picture, his black hair falling in front of his face to hide his pained eyes in the process.

This was the last time you would see your mother, the only send off you could give her.

He was the same.

This time you both could do nothing more than accept defeat and cut your losses.

Because this had just about been the greatest loss either of you had faced yet.

~

You had lingered up there for too long. Lost in the few memories you had. All your thoughts swirled seeming to have too many and none at the same time.

You hated to think to much, it never did you any good.

But you couldnt stop yourself most of the time.

You hated to be seen.

You hated when you felt like people could see through you and into your heart and soul.

Like they could see past the barriers you put around them.

Thats why you probably felt more embarrassed than sad at your own mothers funeral.

Because she was someone who no one knew had any relation to you at all.

All except one person.

That one person who you could rely on.

Whos hands cupped yours, patted your head and guided you back down the middle of the aisle and out of the building.

Only a few moments had passed since you had been lead out of the establishment but you heard the two male voices not too far from you gradually rising.

'Those two are fighting arent they?' you thought flatly

The one who had brought you here, the one who held the umbrella, the one in the suit was fighting with the one who you relied upon, the one who rested a hand on your back in a comforting gesture, who was donned in a funeral garb and whos wet black hair stuck to his angered face because of the pelting rain.

The rain was belting down and you could still hear them shouting at each other through it.

Mabey they were shouting to be heard because the rain was so loud or mabey it was just the perfect cover. The perfect excuse for people to think that was the reason why they were shouting so angrily.

Trying to be heard.

It was something every person wanted.

But whether people then decided to listen in return was another matter and one you might never have the privilege of.

And you definitely would not if they were fighting about what you thought they were fighting about.

The rain splattered against the window on the car, where you had been sat, sheltered from the rain outside. You drew various shapes in the condensation that formed along it. You paused your drawing to watch two raindrops seemingly race each other to the bottom of the window.

You tried to guess which one would win. And you watched as they slowly made their way down, seeing the one you chose lose to the other.

"Hmn?" you made an interested sound having formed a thought on the matter

A bad sign?

Could that tell you something about what choice the two men outside were going to come to.

Make for you.

Make for your future.

'Thats dumb' you thought.

It wasnt a bad sign. It wasnt a sign at all. They were just bad feelings. It was just the bad feelings from your whole ordeal right now.

Your mothers death which in turn also ment the re-examination of your future. Of you and what to do with you.

Thats what they were disscusing, or rather, fighting about right now.

Where would you go? Who would you stay with? Grow up with?

It would shape your future, your life.

The choice had to be the correct one and even if it wasnt you, yourself, had no choice in the matter.

You who was still a child had no choice in the matter at all.

You had no choice and therefore you were forced to rely on the adults around you to make the correct choices for you.

The best ones. The ones that would give you the best future possible. The ones that wouldnt fuck you up the most.

But you specifically only relied on one person to do that for you after your mothers death.

Not the man in the suit but the one who donned the funeral garb. The only other person you could remember who was always kind to you and had always been by your side other than your mother.

Thats when you were pried from your thoughts as your eyes shifted to a blurry figure through the foggy window who seemed to be approching the car you were in.

It was that very same man.

The one in the funeral garb.

The only other person you could rely on, who was kind to you, who loved you, other than your mother.

Your older brother.

"Shin" you murmured in greeting and recognition, in a soft quiet voice, a voice that seemed unsure in itself of how it was feeling, that of a child who was lost and looking in this moment for something to cling onto for some solidarity and something in her life that would finally be permanent.

The only thing you had ever had close to that was your mother but even then you knew that someday your mother would leave you. Your mother who was always so sickly and frail looking, which couldnt be hidden even by her immense beauty.

Your mother was not something who would be permanent in your life, she was not someone who you could rely on to stay by your side and never leave you. To take care of you and not cause you any pain.

In fact it was quite the opposite.

It might sound cruel but you would be lying if you said you didnt feel the slightest bit realieved when she finally died.

Always being kept on the edge of your seat. Always being on the edge of that plank which you had started walking a long time ago, which now you could finally step off of to take the plunge into that despair, into that cold darkness that was almost like a refuge at this stage.

You didnt have to stay strong for her any longer. You could finally let go. Let go of your own emotions and despair and cry until you were comforted.

Comforted by a strong hand. One that could be relied upon, one that could protect you, one that you didnt have to be strong in front of.

That was why you felt even a slight bit of realief no matter how selfish that sounded.

The car door had been pried open and the soaking wet man in front of you made a gesture with his hand for you to scooch over.

You both sat there like that for a while in silence. You waited expectantly for his first words but you wouldnt push. You had learned not to push for more than you needed to survive at a young age.

And he was the only person you had every truly, fully relied on. You had no doubt that even if he made you wait years that the first words to come out of his mouth would reasure you of your future.

Yes. That was it.

He was just taking it all in as well.

He already has two younger siblings, even if they have their grandfather it would be hard to take you in as well.

But you were family.

You shared the same mother.

The same mother who was now a corpse that lay stone cold in a casket.

You had another older brother who you shared the same mother with as well, although you had never met him.

He was Shin's younger brother. Shin and your mother had told you about him. He was about ten years younger than shin, close enough to your age actually.

You wanted to live with Shin. You would be lying if you said you werent the slightest bit curious when he had told you about his younger siblings, your other siblings. You were even more intrigued when Shin had told you about his younger half sister.

Even if you and her were not related by blood, since you shared the same mother with your brothers while she shared the same father, that didnt matter. You thought having a sister would be fun and a younger one would be super cute.

So just say the word.

Say those words and im ready to start my new life. I'll try really hard to get along with them. I wont be bothersome. I wont take more than i need. I just need a palce to belong. Where i dont have to be strong all the time. To finally be able to rest.

When you live a life of uncertainty you never get to rest and when you have been living a life like that from a young age you never truly learn how to rest in the first place.

Constantly worried, constantly anxious.

Constant thoughts.

Ones you cant shut out or shut up.

Thoughts of a million diffrent scenario's. About everything. About life. About your future. About death.

But have somewhere you could finally belong, finally rest, and those thoughts might become quite, be silenced, be put at ease for the first time in your short but hard life.

Its not that you didnt love your mother, you loved her more than anything in this world. She was everything to you. Having Shinichiro made everything slightly more bareable though. With the help of your mothers reasurance you felt like even if she really did end up leaving you that you wouldnt be completely lost without her.

Before, you always had constant anxiety about what would happen to you if your mother ever did pass. It never really went away even after she reassured you but as you saw your mothers health declining when you were completely alone you started to spiral yourself.

Shin was your stabilizer.

Honestly, you knew your mother had other kids but you never thought about them much before Shinichiro made a point to tell you about them. And even when your mother would tell you tid-bits about them from time to time you only nodded along while doing something else and gave out the occasional response to show that you were listening to your mother.

You had always known Shinichiro though. He had always been just there. He had always been in your life. He was your constant. He had always been your big brother. Shinichiro really was a natural big brother. He was so easy to get along with, he was reliable and you felt like he understood you.

Understood you who had no one else in your life who you could talk to apart from your mother never mind confide in about your worries and mothers illness and how that might be affecting you and your mental well being.

You didnt really think much about your mothers other kids until one day your older brother asked you a certain question.

"What would you think about having other siblings?"

"Are you talking about moms other children?" You replied

"Yeah, my siblings. Yours too..." He continued "If you want them to be. Im sure they would love to have you as their sibling. Emma especially, she would go crazy for an older sister, im sure of it."

~~~

You snapped out of your thoughts when you saw Shinichiros attention finally shift to you. He had been looking straight ahead ever since he got in the car as if in thought.

To be honest it hadnt even been that long since he had gotten in. It definitely had only been about a minute or two but the pounding of your heart in your chest blasted in your ears as if intensifying every second that passed by tenfold.

When his gaze shifted over to look at your small form you didnt miss the way his expression darkened slightly. He might have had a slight hesitance to look at you now and you could take a good guess as to why.

Even so, he continued to look you straight in the eye as he started to speak and never once did his eyes leave yours until the conversation between the two of you had ended.

You felt your heartbeat quicken in your ears as if your heart was trying to push more blood into them as you strained to hear the words that would be next to fall out of your older brothers mouth.

Your every hope and dream for your future relied on them, on him and you were just waiting to take your chance and run with it.

And run with it you would.

Well, you would have.

If the words that came out of his mouth were the ones you had expected to hear.

But you should have known by now. That there really was not a single soul you could truly rely on but yourself.

Oh...how hard it is to trust someone.

And how easy it is to have that trust betrayed.

Months and months of building up trust, mabey even longer depending on the person and then just like that, in a split second everything is thrown out the window.

Every hope. Every dream. And possibly every spec of trust you had left in your person.

That hand that you had relied upon, the one that had felt strong, well you were right earlier, it had grown weak.

Not in physical strength so to say, but in the capacity that the only words the man could muster while looking deep into your eyes as if also being able to see into your heart and soul in the process were...

"I'm sorry." He murmured in a voice that sounded so defeated, so heartbroken it would have tore at your own heart for him if you had not been in a situation where those words might as well be sentencing you

You stared at him blankly.

"I'm so, so sorry" he repeated

~~~

You blanked out for a second after hearing those words, trying not to believe that you knew the meaning behind them.

But you knew that this time you couldnt run from them, you were cornered and there was no way out.

You felt frozen and then all at once you felt a rush jolt though your body, through every vein, every nerve.

A rush of panic.

One so strong it could have winded you as all the emotions you had been bottling up over the years, almost the whole span of your short fleeting life, burst out.

"It's because i look like her isnt it!"

You hadnt missed the way his expression had slightly darkened earlier when he had turned to look at you.

You were well aware of, even if you were many years younger, just how much you resembled your mother in many diffrent aspects.

"...what...No! Of course thats not w-" Shinichiro sounded as if he had been caught off guard and wasnt expecting such a question but let himself be cut off by the shear panic in your voice

"If its because i look like mother i can fix it! I can just cut and dye my hair! I can wear glasses and even get contacts, it'll be no problem really!" The surge of emotions making anything you thought in that moment that would help the situation go back in the right direction spilled out.

Of course that was not the true reason for the cause of Shinichiros words but the panic inducing thoughts of a child left no room for a proper explaination or interpretation of the meaning of his words or why they were being said.

Outside the car a streak of lightning flashed and soon after a loud crack of thunder was heard as the sky grew darker and the rain continued to poor even heavier.

Although, the two inside the car seemed as if they had not noticed anything that could call for even a split second break in their concentration over their current conversation.

That was until the man in the suit strode over to the car where you both were. He who had been standing just outside the funeral venue under the roof while holding his umbrella seemed to have thought that enough time had been had between the two of you for your older brother, to clear things up.

Not that he cared.

He didnt care if shinichiro had the time of day or not. Who was the one who had to take his annoying little sister away with him?

Shinichiro and his grandfather could fight for custody of you all they wanted but it was certain to say that at least now they were no where near going to be granted that.

His grandfather was far too elderly by now to take in another kid after already having custody of three. Shinichiro could try for custody but he had only just become an adult and was already helping his grandfather in keeping his two child siblings together with them so it was not likely to be granted.

CPS had not been keen on the idea of pushing two children onto their elderly guardian either.

This ment shinichiros younger brother and sister probably could have come close to being rehomed or sent to an orphanage as well if shinichiro hadnt become an adult recently and was working and earning money in a motorcycle shop. And also if theyre grandfather wasnt in good health and still earning money by working in his dojo.

The man with the umbrella didnt want to take you away from them, it really just ment more work for him so your presence really was just entirely bothersome for everyone involved.

And you knew that.

He was sure you knew that.

As long as you were alone with any other person besides your mother or shinchiro you wouldnt speak a word.

Not one.

No matter who talked to you or tried to get you to talk, be it adult or child.

Either you knew you were a nuscance or you were just trying to piss everyone who had to help you off.

Mabey it was both.

It probably was.

Well, he wondered if you would start talking to others now that you would be taken away from the only other person who you would respond to.

Though he didnt care about that either at least it would make his job the slightest bit easier, although he didnt know if it would make you any less annoying than you already were. Worst case scenario it could make you even more so.

All of this really just ment more paper work. More work. More time. More energy. More money.

Nothing that you had but everything that needed to be put in by other people just to raise you.

This you knew.

This was something that you were prevy to from a young age. Something you had often observed.

How everyone would be better off if you had never been born. How much easier life would have been for everyone.

Why were you born?

You didnt know.

Perhaps you would never know the answer to that question.

Well that was the last you saw of your older brother that awful day.

A fleeting and blurry image of his drenched form standing in the rain in the rear view mirror. Donned in his funaral garb watching you go as the black car pulled away with you in the back seat.

Did you get a proper goodbye?

No.

When would you see him again?

You didnt know.

Do you remember what the last thing he said to you was.

Also no.

You had basically blanked out almost straight after those first words he had uttered to you in that car left his lips.

But you did remember one thing.

The way his eyes never left yours.

The way tears pooled in them before they began to fall as you had yet to see him do at his own mothers funeral.

The way he clutched your shoulders as if holding on tighter ment he wouldnt have to let you go.

He was there through his mothers pregnancy and birth of you, his younger sister, like he was for his younger brothers.

He was the first to hold you aside from his mother and imagined what it would be like for you and manjiro to grow up beside each other.

But of course that never happened.

He didnt really remember how everything went to shit. How you ended up being separated from the rest of them. Just passing flashes here and there.

Neither did you. That was one thing you both had in common.

Blocking things out, wheather it was subconsciously or not.

And soon enough you found yourself walking up that aisle again.

The aisle where no one knew you.

Only this time you were saying a final goodbye to your older brother instead.

☆☆☆

Sometimes i surprise myself by my own writing, i literally basically zone out and then somehow iv gotten from A to B 🤨😟

[yourtouchismidas]

Can you write smth about Matty shutting down sexist comments about his family? Like men will be praised for doing the bare minimum with their family while women are expected to do everything as their “job”?

yes ofc i love this idea.

so i think matty walks a line with how much he talks about his children, and you, in interviews. obviously there is a large part of him that wants to keep your privacy locked down, barely any details out there about you, to never be asked. but then there is another part, which wants to tell the whole world about you. to boast. to wax on. to tell funny stories about shay's games, or brag about valley's test scores, or post pictures of the twins chubby cheeks, or to talk about gigi starting a band with her friends. he picks and chooses very carefully and on top of that it is always a family decision. increasingly though, its been hard to keep you all under wraps, because of the sheer size of the family. fans bump into him in the street when he has a baby strapped to both sides of him. shay waves at people and chatters their ears off about "daddys band" until matty has to playfully put his hand over her mouth while the fans all coo at her. names are kept secret, full names at least, but the size of his family and the little army of mattys that follows him around now is a pretty well known fact. you also run a popular book shop in london, where the band have been known to play some secret pop up sessions, and have signed the doors in the toilets which you've then framed, so fans pilgrimage there and take photos with you too, if you're willing.

so when the radio interviewer asks matty, "you've just had some new additions to the family, haven't you?" he is comfortable enough to say, "yes. i have. my twins."

"big family now huh? was that always the plan?"

"oh god no," matty chuckles. "i always wanted kids. but the how and the when and the erm volume of them just kind of happened. love them. they're the best. hi girls if you're listening. they aren't. by the way. they've got better things to do apparently."

the dj laughs. "i'm sure you're a great father. and having a dad in a band that must be pretty cool."

"erm, again, i dont think they really care. like i know to you lot, i mean to some people, im like matty healy oh my god, matty healy from the 1975 but to my daughter's i'm just dad. or if you're my eldest, you call me matty as well."

"does she really?"

"uh huh," he says, "or matthew. dead cute. it's dead cute."

"and how are you finding being on tour without them? does it get hard?"

"of course," matty smiles, starting to get nervous about how long he is lingering on the girls. he knows jamie has briefed them, but maybe not hammered it home enough. "we make it work though."

"must be hard for them to be away from you. and for your wife too."

matty clears his throat, "like i said, we make it work. everyone has a different life. this is ours. wouldn't change it."

"and is your song true?" the interviewer asks, "do you do the nappies?"

matty laughs again, more comfortable. music. talking about music.

"yeah," he says, "of course i do."

"your wife is a lucky woman. to have a hands on dad like you then. she must love it when you're home to babysit."

"babysit?" matty says, his voice hardening.

"well you know, with you being away..."

"i dont babysit, mate. they're my children. i brought them into the world too. they're just as much my responsibility as hers."

"i know i was just...."

"well dont just mate. okay. think about what you're saying. isnt it sad?"

"I mean yeah..."

"isnt it sad that you think she is lucky? she shouldn't have to be called lucky. equal parenting should be the norm. she's not lucky. you shouldnt be... no one should be batting an eyelid."

"i'm sorry matty, i didnt mean to upset you."

"i know you didn't. but think of the women you might have upset. i dont want my daughter raised in a world like that. i think you should apologize to my wife."

"i will."

"no time like the present."

"you want me to.... you want me to. on air?"

"may as well. right your wrongs now. if my girls listen back, which they wont, i need to them to know that you can hold people accountable"

"okay," the interviewer says, his voice small, "i'm sorry."

"and you're sorry to all women?"

"yeah," he says, "i am really sorry. i shouldn't have put it like that."

"by the way, for the record, my wife runs a really successful book shop as well as being a mum. we're both working parents and we both rock it. shout out to heartbeat books, soho. go buy a book everyone. they also have good coffee. love you darling!"

they cut to a song. jamie shrugs at the dj. he must have hammered it home. when they come back they talk about matty's music.

[rosaniruby]

So I watched that video on youtube "It's all about Ruby" where they explain why ruby is probably the cause of all the supernatural stuff and i dont know why i didnt think of that earlier.

I didn't see anyone talk about it here so i just wanted to point out the times when ruby imply that she is the one being guided every time she gains some kind of succes in her career.

and almost always whenever crows appear ruby is there almost like they're connected to her. And they actually guide her.

so the theory that since this town worships amenouzume (the goddes of art, deity off fulfilled wishes.) its probably the fact that sarina prayed to become an idol and died before it could be fulfilled that she was listened and eventually reborn (mind you, she wasn’t reborn for 4 years and just waited till ai will give birth, in contrast to aqua who convieniently died the same night. Why would they give ai's child the soul of a girl already dead for 4 years if she wouldn't be connected.) as ai's child with aqua there with her as 'the only other person she loved'.

That's what the theory says and im inclined to agree. after all, the crow girl says herself that ruby is fulfilling her role amazingly meanwhile aqua still has to think about it.

(But what is ruby doing different than aqua? They both try to get to their father. Unless, ruby being popular is an important factor.)

Let me just point out as well that shes basically saying ai's death or rather the hope of her reincarnation is the factor that would stop them from achievening their goal or purpose, so we can say ai's death was a very important factor in whatever happened and, maybe, just as goro's death to ruby, was supposed to drive them to change their behavior. It's already something we could assume but the question is what role did crow girl played in ai's death and why she choose not to reincarnate her. Bc It's like she's saying aqua can't hope for ai to live a happy life since it distracts him from his destiny, because then he would rest, and he still doesn't do what he's supposed to.

Personally, I think there is a big missing piece of puzzle we still dont know, either in ruby's past with the gods or ai's secret we haven't came to know, that is the cause of it all. But surely all those things contributed majorly as well, after all ruby is more important to the plot than some people might think bc of her absence.

Oh and someone also noticed the mention of amaterasu (connected to amenouzume)

'her children also carry great destinies'

Again, this isn't my theory and I recommend you to watch that video on youtube if you want to know more details!!

[lordandsaviorlana]

hiii I was reading a little bit of your work and I liked it a lot, I read it from Rhaenyra's child (and Daemon's aparendly too) and I would like to make a headcanon request about Damon confirming that he is the dad of the reader and how Aemond would react when they tell that secret, please? Thanks for your work! ♡

Authors note:thank you so much for this ask!!and i hope you have a nice day,and just thank you for reading my first ever story i was really unsure if i wanted to post it but thank you so much!

Part 2 of Aemond Targaryen x reader headcanon

•the only reason you were on driftmark was to pay your respects to your dead aunt,and to her family,nothing else but it seemed that fate didnt want to give you peace

•the only thing you wanted to do was go to sleep but your brothers decided to wake you since your cousins told them that someone had stolen vhagar

•during your quest to finding who "stole" vhagar with your brothers and your cousins you discovered aemond was the culprit

•then everybody started fighting,and then even you had been hit by a rock on the head,but none had suffered more than aemond after your brother lucerys had cut his eye out but luckily you had alerted ser Harrold and he brought aemond to a maester who was able heal his wound but aemond was told that his eye would never come back

•alicent decided to take your brother's eye out herself after being denied by the king to take one of your brother lucerys eyes out

•but luckily your mother rhaenyra was there to stop her,during the commotion alicent had snapped at her saying "are your children really your husband's?! " people didn't register or noticed what she said because they were to busy with the fact alicent was trying to hurt your mother the heir

•but there were a few people who noticed what she had said such as you,your brother's,aemond,daemon ,and sir cole

•when everything had calmed down and everyone had gone back to bed you went to your brother's room where you saw that they couldn't sleep too so all three of you decided to sleep together in the same bed not wanting to be separated from each other after what happened earlier, but you still couldn't stop thinking about what alicent had said about you and your siblings

•it was morning when you were told about ser Laenor your father's death,you were sad because despite of the rumors about you and your siblings not being fathered by ser Laenor he treated you as if you were his own

•you were then summoned by your mother, when arriving you had ask her about your paternity and then she told you everything about the fact that daemon the rogue prince was your father to add fuel to the fire daemon it was the best time to introduce himself as your father,you didn't want to be in their presence right now since you felt betrayed and conflicted so you decided to run away from them

•daemon after seeing you run away from them wanted to go after you but rhaenyra reasoned with him that you needed time and space alone to better process the information and said that you will eventually come around

• while running away from them you had bumped into rhaena,she had asked you what was the matter upon seeing your distressed expression,you couldn't take it anymore so you told her everything about the fact that you were a bastard,but despite this rhaena offered nothing but kindness and didn't judge you for it wasn't your for fault for being the product of rhaenyra and daemon

•you were happy bonding rhaena and getting to know her but upon entering the great hall in the castle of driftmark you had noticed that your grandfather king viserys was announcing your marriage to aemond whom you didn't want to think about

•feeling distressed you decide again to run away but this aemond saw you and decided to run after you

•while running away you decided to go to your dragon vhaltrax despite not hatching from your cradle vhaltrax was your most trusted companion and treated as she were your own child but before you could reach her aemond catch upped to you and started apologizing for what he said to you but you were hearing none of it and snapped at him saying that you wanted nothing to do with him after he called your brother's bastards and also for the fact that not only did he hurt you and your brother's but your sisters too

•horrified upon hearing this aemond profusely started apologizing to you saying how much he didn't want you to turn your back on him,confessing to you that he didn't care if the seven kingdoms burnt to ashes as long as you were there with him,saying he couldn't bear if you hated him and him telling that the only reason he claimed a dragon was to protect you

•reluctantly you had accepted his apology and befriended him again,but warned him if he ever were to hurt your family again you wouldn't hesitate to leave him and he promised to never do that fearing what might happen.

•moments after your reconciliation you had told him about what you had discovered;that you were a bastard or atleast that was what you thought of yourself somewhat,aemond upon hearing this confession wasn't really that surprised since he too had heard about rumors of your paternity,but nevertheless told you that he didn't care about your paternity saying that he still would love you nonetheless and that nothing would change how he would feel about you

[dollanganger-in-the-attic]

V.C. Andrews Archive Collection

Hey guys! I just got back from visiting the V.C. Andrews archive collection full of super rare vca history! I took a ton of pictures and notes on what I saw- including the original manuscript for Flowers in the Attic back when it was called “Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine” and the two manuscripts for Petals on the Wind called “Where the Greener Grass Grows” and “Reaching for Roses”! I’ll share my notes and some photos here, but for copyright reasons I’ll be keeping most of the photos in my private VCA discord. So DM me for an invite link if you want to join 😁✨

My notes on the manuscripts below ...

Vca Collection

Notes about the collection:

The collection consists of 12 archival boxes filled with manuscripts, photos, news clippings, letters and more. With the time I had I was only able to look through half of the boxes, I mainly focused on the various Flowers in the Attic and Petals on the Wind manuscripts. I was allowed to take as many pictures as I needed as long as I used the copyright protection sheet you will notice. Obviously for copyright reasons I couldn’t take too many photos of consecutive pages, so forgive me for the page jumps. Here are my findings, enjoy!

Box 1

“Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine” manuscript

Pages photographed:

1,2,3, 9, 27, 33, 66, 87, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 154, 155, 156, 158, 159, 160, 161, 165, 169, 176, 180, 184, 185, 191, 193 (end)

Notes:

This is a typed manuscript of what eventually became Flowers in the Attic. It had the title “Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine” by Cleo Virginia Andrews. This manuscript has the same plot but is overall a completely different book. It is in 3rd person perspective mostly following Cathy but also sometimes Chris. It doesn’t feel like Cathy’s story, instead it feels like the 4 children make up one main character.

It is 17 chapters long with no prologue or epilogue. The first chapter is only 9 typed pages. The story begins with Chris Sr. already being dead. Corrine has just received a response from her parents agreeing to take them in. Corrine tells the children immediately about why she was disinherited, being that their father was her half uncle. And she tells the children they will have to stay in an upstairs room, quiet and secret, for several months. At the time the children didnt see it as a big deal.

From what I could tell, Cathy and Chris never committed incest. But there were many scenes where their closeness was questionable. For instance, in chapter 3 Chris gets into the bath with Cathy and holds her. They read the porn magazines together and discuss them.

In chapter 5 Corrine warns the children that the forces in the house might make her behave and think differently than she normally would.

There are many differences in how the children spend their time. They have a TV much earlier in the story and spend a lot of time discussing the shows they watch. They ask for a toaster at one point.

In chapter 9, when Chris explores the house after the Christmas Party, we follow him in 3rd person rather than hear from his perspective later.

At one point Chris has to hide under the bed and hear his mother getting it on with Bart.

There is mention of Cathy keeping many detailed journals of their everyday life.

Chris enjoys dancing with Cathy in the attic they know many different dances.

Chris and Cathy get whipped for sleeping in the same bed but Cathy is not told to cut her hair. In fact the grandma tells her to hold her hair out of the way so the whip wont rip it out.

Cathy still kisses Bart and Chris hears Bart speculating that they're being robbed but Chris does not get mad and he doesn't assault Cathy. I don't even think he brings the kiss up to Cathy.

Chris wishes that they had run away sooner rather than being the one insisting they wait longer and longer. He seems to blame himself often for ever believing in their mother.

They all get sick slowly over time and throw up often. But they blame the sickness on their food being spoiled.

They get a polaroid camera for christmas and take hundreds of pictures to fill the attic.

Cathy doesnt resent her mother much more than chris. They both want to believe in their mom and make promises to her.

When Cory gets very sick, the grandmother seems to worry that their mother brought them sweets. She feels Cory's head for fever and asks them if their milk or meat seemed spoiled. Corrine doesnt seem to care, she asks them not to get seriously sick before christmas and checks her watch. She tells them to wait until the next day to see if he doesnt get better. The grandmother returns with alka seltzer to help cory’s stomach. Once the children have gone to sleep the grandmother returns in the night to check on cory once more. The next morning Cory is better.

Later cory gets sick again and it is agreed that he needs hospital attention. Corrine takes cory to the hospital promising he will get oxygen and penicillin. But still he dies and is claimed to be buried.

We get to follow Chris as he explores the house for the last time before their escape. He gets a gun somehow and finds the grandfather’s room empty.

Chris hears John Amos laughing about the attic mice being poisoned. Chris runs back to the room to convince Cathy that their mother has been poisoning them. Cathy doesn’t want to believe their mother was involved but Chris insists on it and tells her they must escape now. They make it known that the grandfather was dead BEFORE the powdered donuts showed up.

After escaping, Chris gives Cathy the choice to turn mickey’s body in as evidence for Corrine and Olivia’s crimes but Cathy throws it out. Chris seems disappointed that they will go unpunished but Cathy reveals that she left a candle burning near the paper flowers. However she tells Chris if God doesn’t want anyone to die in a house fire then he can blow the candle out through the window she left open.

“Flowers in the Attic” by Adrienne Vale manuscript

Pages photographed:

Cover, 1, 2, 3, 124, 295 (end)

Notes:

I didn’t get a chance to read this one thoroughly, I only flipped through it. It seemed to be very close to the published version of Fita. It is in 1st person and begins with what is now the prologue. Included is the 1st page of a previous draft, where the prologue part is shorter and a bit different. The first chapter begins with Chris sr. dead and quickly describes their grief as Corrine writes to her parents.

An interesting scene is where Cathy experiences german-guilt over the holocaust after seeing (what i presume was a movie, I didnt go back to look) and reveals that their father, Chris sr., fought in WWII. Chris comments that Foxworths only die from accidents. Cathy comments on her and her father both being Aries.

Once again the story ends with Cathy thinking about the candle she left burning in the attic by the paper flowers, and bitterly thinks that the house wont burn down if God blows it out through the open window.

“Julian the Bold” chapter

Pages photographed:

135, 136, 137, 138,

Notes:

And unused chapter from Reaching for Roses, a manuscript for what eventually became Petals on the Wind. (See below for more on Reaching for Roses)

The chapter begins with Cathy outside a drug store being harassed by boys. She feels afraid and alone but Julian comes to her rescue. Lots of homophobic language in this chapter, especially the f word. In the rain Julian fights this group of 5 footballers, elegantly avoiding all their blows and beating their asses. Cathy is just starstruck by him and even says she would die for him in that moment!

Some bystander girls start cheering on the jocks to knife Julian, with more homophobic jeers. Pissed, Cathy kicks the knife from one jocks hand and stands back to back with julian to fight with him. He tells her to run as he holds them off, but a group of guys from their ballet class run to their defense. Julian still throws Cathy to safety so she wont be trampled, and soon the cops arrived sending everyone fleeing into the drug store.

Box 7

“Reaching for Roses” petals on the wind manuscript

Pages photographed:

Cover, 293, 294, 295, 296, 297, 479, 636, 637, 640, 641, 642, 643, 644, 649,

Notes:

A manuscript which later became Petals on the Wind. This seems to be a second completed manuscript after a previous one titled “Where the Greener Grass Grows”. (Read more about that below)

I didn’t get a chance to read through these manuscripts because there were a TON of folders full of completed typed manuscripts, manuscripts written in pen on looseleaf paper, and carbon paper copies. It was overwhelming. But here are some interesting bits I did see.

There are some letters Cathy wrote to Chris and Paul which were unused in the published book.

In the chapter where Cathy confronts Corrine during the Christmas party, Cathy points out that Corrine only started serving the donuts AFTER her father died. Corrine seems unsure what to say but then blames John Amos. She claims John made her do it so he could inherit his own portion of the fortune.

Now here’s the craziest part. Corries has a young man with her named Gary. She claims that this Gary is actually CORY. She says that once Cory was at the hospital, she told Olivia and the kids he had died. But secretly she had taken him to an orphanage where he was later adopted by Bart’s sister. She claims the pneumonia gave Cory amnesia. Cathy doesn’t buy it, she examines and questions Gary but can’t come to a proper conclusion. He’s much taller than Carrie ever got, and he has no cowlick. Bart claims it all makes sense now why Corrine dotes on Gary so much and always had to see him. But Cathy insists that shes just insane and wanted to believe this random orphan was Cory.

Cathy lies and tells Corrine that one of Chris’s chemistry sets had a blood test function, so they know Cory has blood type O negative, which is rare, so if they test Gary’s blood it should confirm if he truly is Cory. Corrine is shaken by this and seems to lose conviction. Then Cathy claims she knows exactly where Cory’s skeleton is in the attic, and Corrine loses it. Chris comes in as Corrine runs off. Bart asks Chris to confirm if Gary is Cory. Chris seems uninterested and doesn’t really care if he is or isn’t Cory. But in the end he says Gary’s hair color is too different from their own, so he’s not convinced.

Gary says he may be Cory, he has no memories of his childhood and sometimes feels that he remembers Corrine at his bedside in the hospital crying. But in the end Gary only cares about his adoptive mother because she’s the only person who has ever claimed him as her own, so he leaves.

Bart tells Cathy that he really had only been with Corrine for her money, but now he wants to be with Cathy.

After the house burns down, Corrine is taken away in a straight jacket and Bart is found dead with Olivia clinging to him. They died from the smoke.

Box 9

“Where the Greener Grass Grows” petals on the wind manuscript

Pages photographed:

Page 1 looseleaf, 101, 336 carbon, 337 carbon, 342 carbon, 343 carbon, 344 carbon, 345 carbon, 346 carbon (end 1), 484, 485, 486 (end 2)

Notes:

This was an earlier manuscript for what eventually became Petals on the Wind. I suspect this was the very first manuscript, which came before “Reaching for Roses” (see above).

This one was difficult to piece together since it was split into several folders and collected through loose leaf paper written in pen, typed pages from several iterations of the corrected manuscripts, and carbon paper copies. There is no typed version of the first chapter, and among the several folders the pages are not always in numeric order. Some pages have multiple copies in both typed and carbon paper copied form, and many pages are missing altogether. It was difficult to read so I wasn’t able to record much. But here are some of the interesting findings.

This manuscript is in 3rd person much like the original Fita manuscript. I wonder if she always writes her first drafts in 3rd person?

We get to see Cathy and Chris described through a stranger’s eyes (paul). He describes Chris as a “young god” lmao

In this version there are police and detectives. There is a court trial where John Amos is arrested for everything. Bart played a role in his arrest, and is actually a senator at this point. Corrine is dead, actually murdered (by john amos?), and her name was cleared. Cathy even wishes for her mother’s forgiveness as it seems Corrine actually hadnt been the one trying to kill them. Bart also suggests that they go visit Olivia, he tells Cathy that the grandmother has changed and is lonely now.

Corrine left a will which divides her fortune 4 ways.

Carrie had a baby but Carrie still died, and now that baby is in Cathy’s care. Chris has a wife named Sarah.

Cathy and Paul are married much earlier. Paul has a 16 year old son with a woman named Leona, and Cathy wants the boy to live with herself and Paul. His first wife and son scotty are dead.

(Ending version 1)

A woman named Nora Kowles harassed Cathy outside the courthouse, claiming she knows about Cathy and Chris’s relationship. Chris rushes to defend Cathy but a truck hurls toward them. He pushes Cathy away and is hit by the car instead. Cathy is bleeding profusely from between her legs, she is pregnant and worries about her baby. Chris crawls over to her and asks her to say what hes always been dying to hear, and he dies in her lap. Cathy asks Bart to see that Paul gets her share of money and then she dies hugging chris on the pavement.

Paul is left to care for Carries baby until Alex (Carrie's husband) arrives to take her. He also is looking after Chris’s widow, Sarah, who never got to tell Chris she was pregnant.

Paul reads the journals Cathy kept from their time in Foxworth Hall and plans to open a free school for unfortunate children as Cathy had wished to do.

Now, as I said, there are multiple iterations of corrections to this manuscript, all bundled together. So here is the corrected ending for Where the Greener Grass Grows:

(Ending version 2)

After Chris defends Cathy from Nora’s insults, Paul warns them in time about the truck. It swerves away and both Cathy and Chris are safe. Cathy tells Paul that she chooses to stay with him instead of Bart. Paul accepts her unborn child, fathered by Bart, as his own. Chris interrupts to tell them Nora was killed by the truck, which no one is sad about. Chris and Cathy feel hopeful that the Foxworth curse has finally been lifted from them.

Jory wasn’t mentioned in either ending so I don’t think his character existed. I’m not sure if Cathy ever married Julian since she mentions how his love for her was always one sided, and she loved Paul.

“A Writer's Way to Profit from Memories” article written by VC Andrews

Pages photographed:

1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7 (end)

Notes:

There were a few pages that overlapped, suggesting there were at least two drafts of this article. The last few pages seem to be printed with sentences mistakenly spliced in, so it may be confusing to read.

VCA writes that Fita is not at all an autobiography, the only similarities she has to the story is the way Cathy responds to trauma.

She explains that even as an adult, with mature rationalizations, she never forgot how it felt to experience the world and events as a child. Through this understanding of child-like perception she hoped to one day be an understanding mother.

She explains that she uses her own memories, and the memories of others to write her stories- only she exaggerates and embellishes them. She imagines what the worst possible scenario could have been in a situation she had experienced, and follows that path.

For instance, she compares Audrina’s experience in My Sweet Audrina to an experience of her own, which could have had a similar outcome if VCA had been as unlucky as Audrina.

[yahoodarling]

YAHOOOOOO!!!!~

I love the kind of dark content you do, not overly sexual (ookay thats a lie but it doesnt FEEL forced) and has good plot to it!!!! Could i request an abused and yandere Scaramouch and a reader that helps him?

Mwha Mwha! Kisses for you haha. Thanks for the kind words, i enjoy Dark Content plot more than sex most of the time. Hope this satisfies you. Made it a modern au to fit so it doesnt contrast genshin lore hehe

AbusedYandereScaramouch X ProtectorReader(GN) Modern AU

Warnings:DARK CONTENT, age gap (scara age 8 reader age 21 first half, scara age 18 reader age 31second half), murder, violence, descriptives of blood, child abuse, implied sexual assult, mental instability, yandere themes

Note:Child Scara looked after random/made up parents, NOT DEPICTED AS EI

Of course as any sane and rational being, I don't promote this stuff. If you are romanticizing the abuse of children get the FUCK out. I'm a teacher, surrounded by kids and I hear these things happen and it's fucking disgusting.

He just wanted to read the book, it wasn't a big deal. The cover was so pretty, a secret garden full of flowers and moss with a kind looking prince. The kind lady said he could have it… HE can HAVE it! He didn't ask for it or steal it or anything! He doesn't deserve to be reprimanded!

“This shitty child out begging for freebies. What?! We don't give you enough?!” the man yelled. That's all he is, ‘The man’. Not his father, just the horrid, foul smelling man that made his life a nightmare and next to him stood the witch of a lady he'd never felt to be his mother. 

“(*****), I think he should be a little more grateful and stop embarrassing us. He is already an embarrassment.”

Scara knew the lady wanted a daughter, one to braid hair and play with dresses, not a son like him, she forced him to grow his hair out, to wear dresses, to reject anything masculine.

“No shit. Come here boy-” 

He should run, he should run far away, far away from these people but he couldnt, he was scared. He didnt know what life outside this small apartment would be like, it could be worse than this. Are all kids like him brought up like this? Then maybe he should just take it, everyone must do it for a reason even if it does hurt so much.

Still… he didnt want that man touching him anymore.

“OI! Brat!” Scara ran away from him, clutching the book in his arms, tears streaming down his face. All he wants is to be the Prince, to live in a pretty garden and practice sword fighting with a tree or find a fairy that will lead him to adventure, he didnt want to be a mistake, to live in a grumpy apartment and practice how to quieten sobs from the man or be lead to …

“Leave me alone! Please!” he begged, please can he just live that happy life, please can he just be happy.

‘You have to fight for it.’

“I just want to read a book!”

‘You have to fight for it.’

“All i want is to live!”

‘You have to kill for it.”

“Thats it!” The familiar yell and view of a hand passed his eyes and he braced for protection.

You open the door to your neighbors house, those screams were worth investigating. You hoped they weren't what you thought they were. Upon first sight of opening the front door there was red, so much red. On the floor, smudged on the walls, on furniture and surrounding the two figures lying motionless on the floor. Your eyes scanned to find a young kid, you had never seen them before, with long dark purple hair and clothes soaked red, in his hands he held a knife and wide unfocused eyes staring blankly at the wall. As much as you wanted to scream and run away, call help and leave you knew that would make the situation worse. Before you stood a young, mentally unstable kid who had just killed your neighbors. You never knew them much, they were secluded and kept to themselves but they didn't seem like bad people.

‘I hate this… i hate this so much…’

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You need to think about every word and action.

“My name is (first name)” you say, create a personal introduction so he feels safer to calm down rather than immediately bombard him with questions.

“What's your name?”

It took a while, the boy's chest seemed to heave up and down from rapid breath until he whispered out a faint, ‘Scaramouch’.

“I see, well Scaramouche your hands are very dirty, could you go wash them?” get the knife out his hands, don't be demanding as it may trigger him.

The boy still seemed in shock but he did as you asked, he walked to the nearby sink, put the knife down and began to wash his hands. You took a moment to collect yourself. To call the cops right away may trigger him so you'd have to wait a bit. You looked at the boy and saw bruises and marks litter his skin, your heart fell immediately. So this was a case of an outburst from the result of child abuse? That's the only thing you could assume to imagine your nice, though quiet, neighbors like that made you very unsettled.

“Done.” His voice was quiet and toneless.

“I see. Could I come in?” you ask, still standing from outside, he nodded but still looked down at the sink.

“Scaramouch, could you come here so we can talk?” you ask, a good few feet away from the door if you need to run but inside the house enough to be close to the boy already. He seemed reluctant at first, his face squeezing into different frowns before walking towards you and looking at your feet. Good, he left the knife.

“What's going through your mind right now?”

“You are going to phone the police, right? I'm gonna go to jail like the other filth.”

It kind of scared you he was thinking of that rather than about him being sad or emotional about killing his supposed parents. You have to tell the truth, lies won't help.

“Yes I will but it's different. You are a smart boy, I'm sure you know you won't go to an adult prison. I think you may have to see some doctors and live in a special home but it's nothing like an adult prison so it will be okay.”

He looked up to you with big eyes, eyes that seemed to question, ‘will it really be okay?’.

“It's alright, i will explain to the police, i know it's not all your fault. Do you want to hear me phone them?”

He didn't respond, he just walked to the wall, sat down back to you and seemed to just phaze out of consciousness. The reek of blood and nausea was starting to set in, the whole situation was starting to set in but the best you could do was stay calm.

You phoned up the police to report the crime, needing to be mindful of what you said and how you said it since Scaramouch could hear you. “Hello, yes, im here to report a murder. Two adults at this address. Yes, I know who the murderer is, they are here too, its a child, maybe 6 or 7, he is stable for now. I believe this was an attempt of defense from child abuse, the child has signs of it all over. Okay, thank you.” you were told to be on alert, not like you weren't already, and to not approach the kid, though to see his huddled up form leaning on the wall like a lifeless doll tugged on your heart.

“Scaramouch, how are you feeling?”

“Sore”

“I can imagine.” … “May I sit here?” you ask, sitting a few feet away from him and he nodded.

It was quiet when all of a sudden the boy spoke up.

“Why do you speak like that? Don't all adults yell or talk harshly. Adults aren't supposed to sound… soft.” he frowned at his own sentence.

“Why can't adults be soft?”

“Cause they are mean and they do mean things and are angry all the time. It's my fault, I did something I wasn't supposed to and now I'm in this mess.”

This was his outlook… you really wished you had noticed what had been happening in this house sooner, maybe you could have saved him from some of this trauma.

“Scara, not all adults are like that. Most are nice and soft.”

“... Do they hug?”

You looked confused.

“One night I saw that man watching tv and saw two people hugging. That's normal?”

“Well yes, it is normal.”

“So I'm not normal?”

“Well, this house isn't normal but that doesnt mean you aren't. It will be okay.”

. . .

“Can I have a hug then, if it's normal?”

The question made fear spike through your spine, yes this was a kid but it was a kid that just killed two people. Of course you were hesitant but you were also stupidity emotional.

“Scara, can you promise me, on your most favorite thing, that you won't hurt me if I hug you?” You ask.

Scara looks around for a moment. “I promise on my book.”

You didn't understand the context but had to trust him.

“Scara! Well done!” You clapped for him as you left your car door and walked up to him, he graduated highschool and you two organized for him to stay the night and celebrate, it meant the world to him. Honestly, it surprised you how you were able to stay in contact. While he was a kid in hospital you visited a few times and when in the adoption home you'd message him and take him out for trips when you were free on weekends. He never did get adopted for some reason and now he'd be out in the world, he has told you he has a plan and not to worry about him but you still do. One thing that was hard to grow out of was seeing him in a safe limelight, for a while every time you saw him you reimagined the bloody scene and his face but now you had grown accustomed to the older him. The past still haunted you but at least it was better for you two now.

You hold out your hand slowly, he takes it, and you gently pull him in slow step at a time till he is close by to which you hesitantly open your arms and hold the small boy in you. He hugged back and immediately fell into your seated lap. You two stayed like that until the police came. It was a big deal sorting through everything, explaining and making sure Scara stayed calm and in time, in a long long time you could comfortably say the scene was over. Court done, Scara in a specialty hospital for kids and you were back home but that house next door continued to sink your heart each time you saw it. You decided to move.

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“Thanks” he smiled softly and tugged on his sun hat a little, even though it was late afternoon and the sun was already setting.

You pulled your stuff out of the car and approached him, giving him a side hug with your open arm and then directing him to the door. He had been here many times, it was natural to have him over.

“So, shall we pop open a bottle or have dinner first? Haha” you laugh, putting your stuff down as Scara quietly closes the door and takes his hat off, messing around his short hair for a bit before letting it settle.

“Hmmm, dinner first, then drinks. We don't need to rush.”

It was late and quiet all in contrast to  scaramouches loud heart beat. He couldn't sleep, he never could when he slept over at your house. Honestly he didn't care about school, nearly everyone there was useless and boring but to see your happy face as you greet him, to see you celebrate HIM, for whatever reason, made his heart flutter. He wanted to be with you, be with you more often than you do already and more intimately than just hugs or shoulder pats. He closed his eyes for a second, imagining the life he wished to live, maybe one day he will grow the confidence to make it into a reality but for now he had to be patient and just enjoy what he could get. That's not to say he wasn't confident in getting what he wants, far from it, proved by how he stood up, bare feet padding on the floors towards your room. You were asleep, of course it was close to 2am. His light, his savior from the dark. He wanted to cherish you, worship you and just be with you.

“Then so be it!”

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He neared the bed and climbed on, leaning his head over to yours, he 'd hear your breaths and see even the smallest movement on your face. He leant down, meeting his lips with yours for a very soft kiss, one not to disturb you. With a quick light hug to your covered body he then stood up, neared the door and watched you from a good while before getting back to his room. He doesn't need to worry about the future, where he will stay or anything else if his future is with you, no matter the cost.

[brackenfur]

truly i feel like if warriors was good we would've seen both brambleclaw AND squirrelflight struggle with parenthood in the power of three. theyre very much treated like general background characters in that arc which is fine but the entire arc is not just about the prophecy but about hollyleaf, lionblaze, and jayfeather's relationship with them as their parents. it sets it up FOR the gutpunch that is them not being their bio parents.

its like.................squirrelflight is pretty young, and she took in leafpools children pretty suddenly. at that time leafpools wish didnt exist so we didnt know abt the starclan lying to her thing, but regardless of that i think it wouldve been normal and natural to see squirrelflight struggling with motherhood. its not that she didnt want to be a mom and not that shes not thankful to have the kids in her life, but it very much was a sudden "oh wow, im responsible for three lives now, and not even just in the like normal mom way, but in the way where i have to protect and guard them while also keeping leafpools secret, hoping they dont look anything like crowfeather, making sure that no one can see any windclan traits in them, while also dealing with my romantic life being kind of uncomfortable", and shes genuinely pretty stressed for most of the kids kithood/apprenticehood. they think it stems from her unability to nurse and in part it KIND of does but its soo much more than that

and man, brambleclaw was suuuuchhhhh a wasted opportunity too. hes pretty much treated like a basic "yeahh he was a good dad" kind of thing, but i feel like brambleclaw was the one who struggled the most with parenthood. and its not that he never wanted kids and doesnt care for them, but i think that his own childhood and relationship with his father would play a massive part in his fear of bringing up kits in the clans. hawkfrost literally just died and hes reeling with that, with knowing his half-brother tried to kill him and firestar, but i feel like although he tries to mean well, he very much would squander and become anxious when he sees lionblaze or hollyleaf showing too much ambition. its not that he doesnt want them to succeed, but he knows how someone with his bloodline looks to the rest of thunderclan when they show too much interest in becoming leader or moving up in the clans, so sometimes he comes off as dismissive towards their goals and the kids never know Why but they just know that he does.

[transdimensional-void]

what was life like for children in adalgiza villa (i was gon say "whatd it be like growing up in" but then i realized.......a lot of em didnt get to grow up did they?) what was ferdinands early childhood like?

answer under the cut for those who wish to avoid spoilers! there will be spoilers for the next few volumes as well as some q&a answers from fanbooks here, so click at your own risk.

there are actually several short stories in upcoming volumes that will shed some light on this topic, though we may not ever get full details about ferdinand's childhood.

we know that the royal family of lanzenave is split into three branches, and each branch has its representative "flower" in adalgisa's villa who produces potentials heirs to the throne. when the king of lanzenave determines that it is time to select a new heir to raise, the boy currently in the villa who has the largest mana capacity is selected to be raised as the new heir.

any boy who is not selected to become the heir (meaning, the vast majority of them) is executed before reaching baptismal age. this means that it is important to keep track of the children's age, so their medals are registered at birth and they are assigned numbers based on their birth order among their mother's children. ferdinand was registered as "quinta" meaning "fifth" at birth, meaning he was his mother's fifth son or child (i'm not clear which). i believe he was only given the name ferdinand at the point that aub ehrenfest decided to keep him.

the main building of the villa is separated in two parts: one for those who work in the villa, who are registered as collateral royal family members and one for the flowers and their pre-baptismal children. the side with the flowers and pre-baptismal children is little more than a fancy prison, with no exit to the outside, bars over the windows, and the door to the other side of the villa locked at all times.

within this prison, there are three different "rooms," each one designated to house a princess from a different branch of lanzenave's royal family. they are assigned the names of different flowers native to jurgenschmidt: coralie (the lily-like flower eglantine's hairpin was based on), shentis (the rose-like flower adolphine's hairpin was based on), and lebeleyer (a flower that it something like a large marigold or carnation). ferdinand was born from the lebeleyer line.

the boys born in the villa are referred to as "seeds," indicating that their ultimate fate will be to be turned into feystones that will be sent to lanzenave. girls are divided into four categories based on their future: seeds, buds, flowers, and gardeners. i believe girls only become seeds if there is an unusually large number of girls born around the same time.

flowers are destined to bear children for their branch of the family. there is only ever one flower at a time, so i don't think girls are necessarily designated as flowers at birth. instead, once a flower dies (aka, is executed either because one of her seeds was adopted by their father or because she stops being able to produce children, and her feystone sent back to lanzenave) a new flower is chosen from among the girls designated as buds.

buds and gardeners are baptized as collateral royal family members. upon baptism they move to a side building where they are raised along with other members of their branch of the royal family (coralie, shentis, or lebeleyer). they are raised as princesses and attend the royal academy as any noble would.

gardeners return to the villa to work there as attendants to the flowers and their children. buds are allowed to marry if they can find a suitable partner. if not, they become seeds, or if their family's flower dies, they become the new flower in her place.

other than when they attend the royal academy, none of these people are really allowed to leave the villa because its existence is a secret to the rest of jurgenschmidt. the boy selected to become the future king of lanzenave is raised in the side building with the girls of his branch but is not allowed to attend the royal academy in order to avoid him building ties within jurgenschmidt, considering that his role is to ultimately leave for lanzenave. he is educated by royal family members during the seasons when other nobles aren't at the royal academy, and he is encouraged to build ties within the royal family of jurgenschmidt.

ferdinand would have been born in the prison side of the villa, registered as quinta, and probably nursed by his mother for the first six months or so of his life. then he would have been taken from her and raised by the gardeners of the villa. he grew up without ever knowing his mother and spoke to her only once that he remembers. it seems that she was the one who chose the name "ferdinand" for him.

he was raised knowing that when he grew old enough he would become a feystone. i'm sure he was fed, clothed, and cared for well--all to ensure he would become the best possible feystone he could be. imagine a small child who's been told from birth that they were only born to die, so that their mana could benefit distant family members in a country they've never been to. if not for aub ehrenfest, he would have lived his entire life in a few rooms inside a prison and died there as well, never knowing what love or family or really even life were.

he had no hopes or dreams for the future because he knew, from the time he was capable of knowing such a thing, that he had no future. his only goal was to become the best possible feystone he could be. ;_;

[sixosix]

Finally have a chance to throw my thoughts together! And boy do I have them!!

Just ahshshs- lyney you’re so smart and cunning but also pretty dense my guy. I’m so glad you have moral standards but the fact your first thought when thawed!reader wants to kiss you is that ‘oh she is just drunk, :(‘ as opposed to ‘Ah! I may actually have a slight chance’ says something. I know you’re basing your thoughts on imperfect information and past experiences but please- I’m begging you- I know you have a big brain please use it-

But honestly, my heart goes out to him. In his half of the pov his pinning is so clear to see. I’m willing to bet money that Lyney would just happily accept the fact that he can interact with t!reader on some sort of positive level again, no matter if he is just a friend forever because she’s back! She’s real again, not just rose-tinted memories and this silent secret between the twins and Freminet. He is going through these extra and at times inconvenient steps just to keep her safe, even going against his own desires (letting Childe keep an eye on her while he goes to father) and even against his own loyalties to an extent ( i mean, the sensible loyal fauti thing to do would be to immediately report that the previously awol/MIA solider was found, wouldn’t it? )

ALSO THE ‘MON LAPIN’ NICKNAME!?! So many thoughts AND feelings on that!! *insert the cork board meme*

It fits so well!! I looked up some rabbit information just to see and rabbits are so skittish! I checked it out and so many things can set them off- bad experiences, new lotion smell, smelling like a different animal like a cat!! Like they not recommended to be children pets cause you gotta be gentle. But they’re so active! Not to mention herbivores!! Lyney may not know the truth but I’m sure he knows where his gift was delivered too! Thawed reader is a rabbit confirmed.

Looking outside of lyney and t!reader’s interactions though, it’s always so interesting to see t!reader’s other interactions. The obvious joy she has when she realizes Lynette showed up, and Lynette’s instant care in asking if t!reader has anywhere safe to go to. The tense somewhat friendship forming between aether and her, where a slight misstep could mean destruction of her life but there’s enough going on for minor banter and to try and help recover from a hangover (the water, and my current guess is that is the reason why her drink is different at the end) and now the beginnings of co-conspirators between Childe and her; the former laughing and seems to be almost excited while the latter is even more tense and nervous because it’s about to get a whole lot more complicated

ALSO CHILDE! SMART MAN, SO GLAD YOU’RE IN THE KNOW! Welcome to the peanut gallery of lyney and t!reader’s relationship! Hope you enjoy the show! But now that childe is officially an active player in the story, it’s making me think about the current time line and how different it’s gonna go from the canon game. As of right now, the only confirmed event from the Fontaine archon/various other quests is Lyney and Lynette’s trial since Childe has yet to be accused of anything (so we can assume that the missing people case is still ongoing) and aether is specifically doing this to see if he can trust the twins (something you can argue about him realizing via/during Lyney’s story quest). Especially know with the knaves early arrival to push things along

I should stop myself at this point so imma just leave off with the fact Lyney is starting to feel something as wrong when faced with Childe at the party AND the fact that t!reader remembering a fair bit of what happened, but the key point being that’s it’s very blurry has me kicking and freaking out. It’s gonna get much more messy real soon.

-deadman aether anon

HI DEADMAN AETHER ANON!!! its so wonderful to have you back AND ITS SO WONDERFUL TO ME TO SEE THIS ASK I AAS LIKE WHOAAA HELL YEA

i didnt really think too much about the bunny nickname even i was so shocked by that info!! i just heard from my friend that its one of the common french nicknames—and i thought it fit because of lyneys whole magician thing,,, like magicians and rabbits…. BUT THATS SO COOL!!!! makes the nickname so deeper than whatbi initially thought 🙏🙏

AND YEAAHHH its definitely overwhelming for our mc to be exposed so suddenly to so many people who seem to be willing to be friends w her! its been rosalie and its only been Father before 😢

the canon game event is gonna be veeeerrryyy detached from the game bc im going to be ignoring it for the sake of not copying it and just inserting MC in. if i did that, THAWED woukd just be a longer version of my other fic, Sleight of Hand HAHAHA. either way, since im writing this before arlecchino’s official release, i think i might end up mischaracterizing her…..so im a bit nervous about that. i think in THAWED shes definitely going to be a bit more evil than what she might be in-game

[and-stir-the-stars]

Oooof, first of all good luck with college and dealing with whatever is happening in your life, it gets better and worse but thats life

Anyways, so about the sisrer location arc in the saffron pawn au, how does Michael get involved in it in the first place?

If im remembering correctly, William is dead by now, so he probably didnt tell mike about it, then again, he might have find out through Williams notes or something like that...

And for michael to accept, i dont think its that hard, specially if he knows elizabeth might be down there...

Does evan know about the possesed animatronic things in this au? Are they even a thing in this particular take? If so, did he tell michael about it?

How does Evan notice Michael is working for afton robotics in the first place? Does mike tell him? Or does he discover it after mike doesnt get home in night 4?

(sorry for rambling it, i actually really like sister location implications in general and this au just intensifies that :>) alsoo take all the time you need to answer!

so when the sister location arc takes place-- when Evan is 17, about three or four years after the Arrest-- William is on death row but is not yet dead. On death row, he sends Mike a letter-- likely an encoded one that could get past inspection by authorities and that only his children would be able to understand-- that tells Michael he can find his sister (who "went missing" when they were kids) if he comes to talk to him. Mike doesn't want to, but he's scared what "finding" Liz means.

Is Liz dead? Did William isolate and manipulate her to a degree even more intense than he did Evan? Is she abandoned somewhere now that Will is in jail?

So he goes to talk to William, in secret, not telling Ev or Jem about it. William honestly partly wants to take in the glory of his would-be greatest accompliment (Mike, who was so close to being "Like William") one more time. William also just wants the control of being able to make Mike come to him even tho Mike clearly doesn't want to-- control is one thing that Will desperately needs and is lacking in this high security prison. And another part of William wants one more last-ditch effort to make Mike be Like Him by showing off the "glory" of all he accomplished, and Will sees the sister location as the best way to do that since 1) Liz is there and he knows Mike can't resist and 2) that location was William's most successful, "grand" creation in terms of luring and killing kids. If anything can make Mike see the "beauty" and efficiency in what he does, it's the SL, right?

Anyway, Will doesn't give Mike specifics. Liz is down there he says, but refuses to answer whether she's okay or if she's dead or what happened to her all those years ago or what's been happening to her in the meantime. Maybe part of Mike thinks he might find his sister, kidnapped and hurt and seriously malnourished and even more thoroughly brainwashed than Evan was, but still alive down there.

as for whether possession is a thing in this universe. It is, but I don't want the au to become "Evan and Mike risk their lives every day and night trying to free souls and right their father's mistakes." The point of the au is to give them some distance from that, and let them grow and heal without the weight of what William did weighing on them, yk? So there is possession in the universe, but it'll definitely be a less common occurrence, with a lot of the famous ghost cast from the series not present in the au. I know I want Charlie/the Puppet and Liz/Baby to be possessed, but as for all the other spirits, I'm not sure which ones, if any, exist as ghosts. There are probably only a handful of ghosts other then Charlie and Liz.

Does Evan know about possession before the SL arc? Yes and no.

He knows his dad would put children's corpses in the suits. And he knows that the suits don't quite act right. I don't think Evan ever consciously makes the connection that it's possession that causes this. It might weigh on his subconscious, especially since there's all these rumors around town about living or otherwise haunted animatronics, but he's never consciously aware of this. He tells himself he's being irrational and childish, likely parroting Mike and William's words about his old (and current, as much as he tries to deny it) fear of animatronics.

Evan DOES find out that one of William’s animatronics killed Liz when Ev gets a glimpse at some of Will's notes that he wasn't supposed to see. Evan is haunted by the information and confronts Will about it. Evan mayhaps even starts to understand that his sister is posessing Circus Baby, but the knowledge-- especially when paired with William's anger and violence toward Evan's reaction, esp if Evan sneaks away to see CB-- is too horrible, and Evan represses it away. So in effect, Evan doesn't know about possession or what happened to his sister. The Sister Location arc starts to tug at these repressed memories, and Evan is increasingly sure that Mike is in danger but can't name WHY Mike would be in danger. Not until he and Jem get to the Sister Location and they see for themselves. So Evan wouldn't have known about/remembered possession to be able to tell Mike about it, not until it was too late.

The sister location is supposed to be in Utah, either under or near the Afton house. I don't know exactly where the brothers are living by the time the SL arc rolls around, but it wouldn't be in Utah. So Mike wouldn't be coming home every night while working at the SL; he'd be returning to a motel or hotel room in this au.

When he gets Will's letter, he asks Jeremy to watch over Evan for a bit and leaves, essentially refusing to say where he's going and refusing to take no for an answer. He comes up with some excuse that neither Ev or Jem really buy for why he's leaving.

Evan or Jem end up finding Will's letter in Mike's room, and they end up having to talk to William, too. I don't think Will would purposely tell them where Mike is, but he would either let it slip or accidentally say something that triggers a repressed memory of Evan’s about Circus Baby's, thus revealing Mike's location

From there, they go to the SL-- both of them tense and terrified, not knowing what they'll find-- and narrowly save Mike from being scooped (and only narrowly saving themselves)

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6,7,13,16 for the ask game U CAN ANSWER PRIVATELY I JUST WANNA KNKW

THANK YOU LAB i think i can answer these publicly

6 (which ship fans are the most annoying?): i mean considering ive had the first image saved on my phone for years and i made the second one based on it months ago i feel like i couldnt possibly answer anything else

i dont even dislike sns itself but the way the fans act about hinata in particular makes me so genuinely angry.LOL like theyre so pissed naruto didnt marry sasuke that they invent a whole new narrative where hinata was always fully in control of the hyuuga clan and saw & treated neji like a slave and would happily brand one of her children with the caged bird seal. nevermind the fact that she was practically disowned and her own father told her teacher that she could die for all he cared, that she worked with neji to change the hyuuga clan all throughout the timeskip despite him almost killing her shortly before, and that they have canonically succeeded in making the branch family equals to the main one and that they do not use the seal anymore. like can you shut up about hinata if you dont even know that the only way to break the seal is by dying so shes not simply refusing to undo it and that they dont brand people who dont have the byakugan because the whole point of it is to protect the secrets of the byakugan so its not like boruto or himawari would ever be at risk of getting the seal since boruto doesnt have the byakugan. which btw doesnt make sense w the established hyuuga lore and neither does himawari awakening it since theyre supposed to be born with it and its the sharingan that people have to awaken but whatever. this is unrelated to sns fans im just annoyed that kishimoto forgot. ALSOOOO sns fans making post after post about how hinata forced this marriage on naruto, and that he is sooo unhappy in it that he GOTTA cheat on her with sasuke. WHY DO YOU ALL WANT HIM TO BE A CHEATER SO BAD go outside and mind your own business!!!!! ohhhh it annoys me !!!!!! sorry.

honestly the second one is more that theres a specific clique of fdkd fans that ive passionately hated since 2018 but like... if theyre the only fdkd fans i see then i can say i hate fdkd fans. but unlike sns i also happen to fucking hate the ship. LOL

7 (what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?): i think this one is a little hard to answer because im too stubborn to ever really let fandom make me hate a character for real? but people have definitely made me care WAYYY less about sasuke. sorry this is about naruto again and definitely related to the people from the question above but also as a taka fan i just kind of hate that most people talking about taka are sasuke fans and they tend to do it in a way where like. they dont like team7 so taka are their replacement and they dont acknowledge at all everything shitty sasuke did to them or even the circumstances of their getting together. like theyre not a team because sasuke likes them as opposed to team 7 they were just the most useful to him for his revenge against itachi... like it all just feels a little like sasuke fans only think of taka as sasukes accessories and dont really care abt them as characters really which has def lowered sasukes likeability ratings for me. LOLLLL but honestly when i read naruto i dont dislike him at all i quite enjoy everything abt him but when i log into tumblr and see a post hoo mama 💢💢💢

also i similarly quite enjoy reading kusuo in the saipsi manga but the way people talk about him on here makes me roll my eyes so hard sometimes. i like to be a hater w my friend privately sometimes cuz its funny LOL but its whatever idrc about him anyway

13 (worst blorboification): oh my god i dont think i can answer this one because i literally dont think i know what blorboification specifically means. i vaguely get it but i dont think i can confidently say anything unless someone gives me a clear definition 😭😭 sorry

16 (you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)): MAKING SAIPSI ANGST I DONT GET ITTTTTTT WHY ARE YOU READING A GAG MANGA TO GET SAD AND DEPRESSED I DONT GET ITTTTTTTTT

girlboss karin SHES A FAILGIRL evil imayoshi HES LITERALLY JUST A GOOFY LITTLE GUY AND GAY taka settling down in a village (especially konoha??) WHY??????? THEYRE WANTED CRIMINALS AND NONE OF THEM EVEN ARE FROM KONOHA THE 2ND VILLAGE WITH THE MOST REASONS TO WANT THEM DEAD poor little meow meow hanamiya ARE WE READING THE SAME MANGA sakura karin shipping ITS UNINTERESTING AND ENTIRELY BASED ON SASUKE EVEN WHEN YOU KICK HIM OUT OF THE LOVE TRIANGLE stripper aus ON SOME LEVEL I GET WHY (THE PORN I GUESS) BUT IM ALWAYS BAFFLED THAT THEYRE EVERYWHERE im out of breath

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✨Stardew valley Elliot Head canons pt. 2✨

I am in love with this man so much and he is consuming all of my thoughts. Hes just living in my head rent free. Some of these head canons are self projections of myself or my irl spouse.

He’s transgender. He came out to his parents at the age 18, who were not accepting about it at all.

The only person in his family who is accepting is his aunt from his dad’s side ( who is a lesbian). She helped him transition medically and took care of him more then his actual parents

He comes from a VERY wealthily family. Thats why has such expensive taste. His dad is probably some shitty CEO of some company not sure what yet tho.

He moved to pelican town after transitioning fully, hes had both top and bottom surgery thanks to his aunts help. Only people who knows hes trans is willy and Leah who are very supportive of him

He wanted to keep his hair long even after transitioning. Hes very comfortable with his identity and it doesn’t matter to him if you dont believe hes a man. He knows hes a man and he knows hes vaild and he is vaild and i love him.

His parents had his ears pierced when he was a child but he doesnt mind it. He wears earrings often.

He is an only child, he was a bit spoiled but also emotionally neglected because his parents were always busy with their jobs.

He loved reading as a child and would read for escapism and like a way to cope. He was very shy and didnt have a lot of friends either

He wears contacts, he doesnt like wearing glasses, he would accidentally break them sometimes and had to replace them often so he just wears contacts, totally not because he was bullied for them.

Hes a leo ♌️

Love languages are quality time and words of affirmation.

Hes a hopeless romantic. He falls in love hard

He keeps a “journal” its more of a diary tho

Hes the type to send secret admirer letters to the farmers mail box until he is ready to confess his love.

He’s always wanted a cat but his mother was allergic. He loves cats and is very good with them.

He’s only able to afford to live because his aunt convinced his dad to keep sending him an allowance.

When he leaves a tip ( like at the stardrop saloon) he will leave a tip greater or equal to how much he spent for his order.

If the person hes dating is sick he will drop everything to care for them. Help them with the farm, run errands just take care of them. He will read a book to you while you rest. He would still kiss you even if you are sick then get sick himself the next day

He will read to you if you have a hard time going to sleep.

Willy sees elliott as the son he never had and elliott sees willy as a father figure. They have a great relationship and he often goes to willy for advice. He would also go to willy for advice when he has a crush on the farmer and willy will just give him a bunch of fishing analogies.

Hes great with children and wants to be the best father he can for his children and be involved in their life. He knows it would be hard to have biological children but that doesn’t bother him.

And most of my other head canons are just some things i saw on other peoples head canons post i agree with but thats it so far.