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Interdimensional Moms pt4

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The tales had be interesting. The tales had even been emotionally gripping, yet all of them so far didn’t seem to register at the moment as Ruby’s teammates looked at her with the same excitement she used to give her own mother during story time. Ruby couldn’t help but give a little smile.

Ruby:I take it you’re ready for my turn? You do know it’s not exactly a sunshine and rainbows story, right?

Weiss:We figured as much, but....

Yang:You’re so different! From the moment you showed up I could just feel it in my gut. You have this...presence about you. Not to mention intsene confidence.

Blake:Yang is right. You said you beat your Salem when your seventeen. That’s...scary if I’m being honest. Such a drastic departure from any of our worlds.

Ruby:*red* Hehehe ummm I guess I’m just awesome? Really I don’t think it’s the most outstanding feat. At least by my worlds standards I suppose. I mean sure, I’m consider cream of the crop there too but there’s talented people and challenges all over that would put me through my paces still. I’m just...me.

Weiss:Sigh...honestly, I suppose that means our own skills must pale in comparison to our counterparts.

Ruby:Mmmm I wouldn’t say that for sure. My Yang would kill me if she heard this but there’s something about the one right here that has spark I dig.

Yang:Really?

Ruby:Uh huh. Can’t put my finger on it but I think you take her if you want it bad enough. As for Weiss....couldn’t tell ya. Haha, I know better than anybody to not underestimate the power of mother, and you pumped twins out.

Weiss:Not sure if those are pity points or real ones but thanks either way.

Blake:You don’t even have to tell me I’d lose. Just gave an entire story about me an my condition.

Ruby:Don’t feel too bad about it. I can’t imagine much reason for you two to fight for any reason. You’re both too reasonable to not reason with yourself.

Blake:Aw I’m touched.

Yang and Weiss:We aren’t....

Ruby:Hahaha I’m just saying! So, I guess I take things from the top like you all? From what I learned from all of you our Beacon experiences really are more or less the same, not counting certain interactions between a bookworm faunus and an adorkable blonde knight. Enrolled early, blew up the entrance, Weiss was rude, Yang ditched me, all the same beats.

Yang:There’s no super badass change like you beating Cinder the night of dance and making our entire lives easier?

Ruby:Ha! I wish I was that legit. No, I was very much the young girl tripping in heels that night. Vytal festival came around and was attacked, then Beacon fell. Pyrrha was lost and so was Penny. Difference being that was my last time seeing her, unlike Weiss’s story apparently.

Weiss:Yeah that...that’s a little bit of shock to be frank. Sorry.

Ruby:No worries. Not like you did anything and it was decades ago for me now. After that day is when I started to get a bit more serious I think. I had always taken being a huntress seriously and never slacked of in trying to live my dream. However, my perspective may have honed in on just how do or die life his when you’re the one choosing to walk into unknown danger. Team RNJR’s first and only mission, save the world!

Yang:Sub mission: Flirt with Jaune Arc.

Ruby:*blushing* We do not choose who we fall in love with it. But yes, that may have been a personal pseudo mission for me. He’s my first friend at Beacon for crying out loud and I you know.....thought he was cute then too.

WBY:Yeah that checks out.

Ruby:What does that mean!?

Weiss:Ruby, even my Ruby admits to finding Jaune attractive and having a crush on him back in the day.

Blake:Same.

Yang:I already went into enough detail on how my little sister feels about Jaune. Your just the reality where you pounced on the opportunity and never let go. Struck when the iron was hot and none of us were around; sly fox.

Ruby:Gee you make it sound underhanded. It isn’t like I intended to actively pursue him. Everyone was really sad and stressed traveling to Anima. There was a tension in the air. One that really strained us. I did my best to keep focus, but a leader is only as put together as team. Ren and Nora confided one another as usual and I tried being there for Jaune because seeing him emotionally shut down was rough; so I did my best to be there for him. Then...he ended up being there for me and I was the one who needed comfort. All the airing out and late nights just...led to....*red*

Blake: “Breaking the tension?”

Ruby:I guess that’s one way of putting it. We were lonely. I hid my feelings best I could under the veil of comfort in the moment. Not that needed to. He made it pretty clear that he wanted me in the same way I wanted him. I just the two of us were too scared to ask for promises we weren’t sure we could keep so we loved in the moments we could, so to speak.

Weiss:If it wasn’t under dire situations, all that sounds oddly romantic.

Ruby:Right!? Looking back at it makes the entire thing seem romantic but I definitely wouldn’t wish a similar experience on anybody! I guess it’s what I wished for when I fantasized huntress life huh? Things obviously got better along the way. Our relationship got a bit more serious right before we got to Haven. Then Tyrian and other crazy stuff happened that threw all of us into panic mode again before slowly getting better again by a lot.

Yang:We showed up?

Ruby:Bingo! You and Weiss, met Oscar, and then eventually Blake came back. Things were on the up and up.

Weiss:Uh, Haven attack?

Ruby:We lived, up and up. Yeah you got stabbed but you know...that’s not new I’m sure.

Weiss:Yeah I have the scar and I’m still little pissed.

Ruby:Valid. Anyways, so my Atlas experience was different as hell. There was no formation of Remnants armies like Weiss spoke of or even between two kingdoms like Blake. Yang, what happened yours again exactly?

Yang:Nonsense. Cinder showed up with lackeies but not Salem’s lackies. Those people showed up separately, then Adam came back from wherever the hell he- a lot! A lot of people showed up for different reasons but also the same reason and to be frank, we all almost got shot by the military for being in bases that quote unquote, “didn’t exist.”

Ruby:Man I wish we traded. That at least sounds crazy enough to be fun. Just a rollercoaster in the dark basically. My experience was probably as hectic, but also way more streamlined. We showed up, and then all hell broke loose. Specially a mass grimm invasion lead by Cinder and her annoying associates. We were there for about three weeks updating General Ironwood and getting our barrings together when it happened. I wanna call it a hit and run tactic but it was clearly planned in advanced. Mechs were hacked again, traitors in the military, grimm lying in wait before hand; it was chaos! All for the relic.

Blake:Who was the maiden?

Ruby:Never met her. By the time we got there, Ironwood was panicking because she had vanished, taken right from under his nose. It was some young girl apparently, really young. The attack on Beacon looked like child’s play to this. Mantle got attacked, grimm were on the chains, they tried dropping Atlas to the ground; all a diversion for a relic. We all should’ve died, and yet, we didn’t. Winter and Weiss weeded out traitors, huntsman and military held the line, Yang bested Hazel with Nora, Qrow and I cut down Tyrian! Ren, Blake and Jaune helped the kingdoms while Ironwood struck down Watts. Nobody was in the mood to die that day. There wasn’t gonna be another Beacon. By all means, we were pissed. Even Raven showed up of all people.

Yang:What!?

Ruby:You can’t attack a kingdom without the world knowing. Especially when traitors leak info. Honestly she came for you though, or she never left to begin with. Couldn’t tell ya. Thanks to Maria I had a bit more handling with my eyes. That helped a lot. Without them and Os-

She stopped herself, choking on the words. The zest and excitement of recalling the heroic feats of her friends dimmed slightly with her smile. Her joyful smile became bittersweet like the memory.

Ruby:Then there was Oscar, the real warrior on that flamed filled night. That battle had to have been three days at least. We were so driven, and so tired. I was tired, but Cinder, Neo, and the others with her at the time weren’t; always showing up at the worst time. I managed to push Cinder back in a fight but grimm and others still swarmed. We were at a point that grimm very well might’ve did us in and the villains didn’t have to push any harder. But Oscar changed that. Hehe, what’s it about country folk that makes people like him and I not hesitate to grit our teeth? That dork looked at me, gave me the biggest smile on the the steps to Atlas, and then he left. His hair went white as he twirled the cane and then he left, forever. Oz came out, and he left nothing to the imagination. “Limited magic” my butt. He obliterated grimm and made a barrier aroma Atlas while everyone else cleared Mantle long enough for the world to send reinforcements. Salem didn’t get the relic, but she got the maiden and thousands of casualties. Oscar being one of them. Also, Whitley....he was in critical condition for a very long time.

Weiss:What do you mean...critical condition?

Ruby:Everything happened so fast Weiss. Panic was high, buildings fell....a piece on him. I wasn’t there but when I eventually found you, you were nearly hysterical and banged up. By some miracle he lived even though we could not reach him and he did not get aid for awhile. We thought him dead. It was only after everything we learned somebody got him. Being rich never paid off more than with medical bills. Thanks to youth and medicine he can still walk, but he can only do so much before being tired. He also left Atlas. The cold hurts.

Weiss:So, I run the company because he can’t?

Ruby:I wouldn’t put it that way, but it was one of dozens of reasons that made that goal stronger for you. Relax though, both of you get plenty of time to be witty siblings like I told you earlier.

Weiss:I know. It’s just, I guess it’s hard imagining Whitley hurt like that. I don’t think I could handle it.

Ruby:You definitely teetered in the moment. Knowing that happened though probably gave you anger and grit to fight the entire battle. You were a beast. Scarier than Winter. Anyways, that hollow victory was a real wake up call for the world. They didn’t know about Salem and we never told society in earnest. Cinder and other conspirators were enough to make Remnant work together to boost defense. Relief went to places that needed it and I, became the face of hope. Haven, Argus, Atlas, even people from Vale got to chattering of a particular group of people who always seemed to answer the call for help. Then the towns in between chattered. Yours truly had been carving a name in the history books and was only gain popularity the moment I stepped into Vacou, alone.

Blake:Alone!?

Weiss:What!?

Yang:Where were we!!!!!?

Ruby looked at surprised faces around the table, smiling tenderly. She looked down her dress and pulled out the cross she wore around her neck. Her thumb traced its edges as her mind began wandering down an old path paved with emotions raw to the core.

Ruby:I’ve always felt different. Not just because of my eyes but that there was just...a certain spark that never stopped going off for as long as I remember. There are plenty of people who can’t bare to watch others suffer, but there are fewer people I believe that truly feel the agony of other people’s pain. Beacon, Haven, Atlas, Argus; there was no place I went that I didn’t see the faces of others lamenting, and I didn’t make me want to grieve. Atlas took so much out of all of you and I just felt so....driven to stop that ache. For everyone’s sake, but mine as well. I wanted the world to finally get to the happy ending. Enough trauma had be sowed for a hundred lifetimes, so I went on ahead of everyone. I never doubted you all would follow but I wanted to get ahead of the curve and take on as much of the suffering I could do others wouldn’t. If the world wouldn’t give me a miracle than I’d be it myself for everyone else.

Yang:That’s suicidal! Salem wanted you specifically!

Ruby:It’s not like I went marching up to her door and said “1v1 bitch, I’m here” no, I just chose to move forward quicker than what we were all doing. Believe me, all of you were upset when you caught up, after I had already saved Vacou. *smiles* I really like that place. I told the people it was the next target and all they did was double down on pushing back. I managed to pin down the Summer maiden before the villains and thanks with the city on alert, there wasn’t a shift in the sand that didn’t go unnoticed. I got the jump on Mercury and Emerald, personally paying them back. Can’t say I didn’t enjoy it. It didn’t take long before they realized how screwed they were with them being outed like this and Cinder having the nerve to retreat before hand. Both of them threw in the total, outing the plan against Vacou. A wipeout of a win. Not to mention they told me the location Salem’s little hiding hole.

Weiss:We missed all of that?

Ruby:That’s what happens when I leave in the dead of night and running on adrenaline. Like I said before, people were tired. As much as all of you wanted to hoof it, other’s were relying on you. Atlas almost dropped for gods sake. Eventually when you all caught up it was at a good time. Soloing was rewarding but difficult. Fortunately Sun, Neptune, Ilia, and a few other familiar faces were close by if I needed an extra set of hands. My little stunt earned the anger of everyone for awhile.

WBY:Yeah no shit...the leader left.

Ruby:Yang was the most upset, followed by Uncle Qrow, and you Weiss. I was ready for the blowback. Jaune and Nora saw me though and bursted into tears. Hehe, wasn’t ready for that. Felt terrible and cried back. To prevent that stunt again, my Yang convinced Raven to link me. A couple days of apologizing and rest smoothed things over. It also gave time for just a few close friends and colleagues to get together for an assault on Salem’s castle. A few were apprehensive about it at first but at the end of the day I was going. That attitude was infectious apparently. You guys, actually everybody, they started getting this hunger to end it all. Maybe it was the high of victory? Regardless, it sent me racing to the end with those that I loved most.

Yang:You’re a real “my way or the highway” kind of Ruby. I don’t get how that explains what made you so...elite.

Ruby:I’m not sure what to say. A fight needed to to fought so I fought it. A cry for help was heard so I ran to it. A grimm needed slaying so I slayed it. People needed me to win so I didn’t dare think of losing. Dying was never option, even when it stared me right into my eyes. I had things I wanted to do and people I wanted see for years to come. I guess...I am strong because of the fact I want things my way. A moment I’m not giving it 110% is a moment wasted. After all, a huntress is all I ever wanted to be.

A single dream she wanted since birth. The never ending desire to be the hero in stories told to her many nights ago. That’s all it ever was. That’s all it’s ever been. Even in meadow of beautiful red roses, one would be the rose that captured the eyes of many, that bloomed stronger than the rest. As simple as it was, that had to be the answer here. Weiss, Yang, and Blake were in front of that flower. The Ruby Rose that simply bloomed stronger than the rest. The one that clung to her dream as if letting go meant dying itself. The devotion was inspiring, yet also overwhelming. If this was Ruby they had lead them that day in the Emerald Forest, could they have kept up? Could she be the leader they followed? No, they couldn’t have. Something deep down inside them gave them that answer. No matter how she looked and how much she loved, this Ruby Rose was cut from a cloth they simply weren’t off. The same as others, but oh so different.

Weiss:You’re....kinda a monster, you know that right?

Yang:Seriously, I’m so...floored. It’s intimidating.

Blake:Not to mention humbling. I used to think I gave it all I had. Now I’m not so sure.

Ruby:Oh don’t be like that you three! You’re all living proof there was more than way to go about life, this war! Everything you gave was enough because you’re done with it! Nobody failed. Besides, I...am far from ideal. The assault was challenging. Getting around hoards of grimm and making it to Salem was hell made real. Neo tried taking another shot at me but Yang held her off with help. Everyone pushed the obstacles in front of me out of the way as I went to Salem herself. Cinder had been abandoned by her and stripped of a lot of her powers. Angry and desperate, she tried killing me again as a way to prove worth. I beat her. However, I let her walk away.

Yang:What!? Why would-

Ruby:Naive, I was...naive okay? She was all spent and though I hated her, I just couldn’t. Not when I looked into her eyes and saw that same hunger I had to claw and scream at my dream until it was in my hands die inside her. We both knew from this point on there was absolutely nothing she could do where this ends her way. All she worked for turned burned to ash. So I gave her the choice to not burn up with it. Cinder swallow her pride and then fled. A part of me couldn’t help but rationalize killing her didn’t solve or justify any of my beliefs or desires. It would’ve done it because I hated her like she hated me. That was the dumb logic of a seventeen year old who never quite learned to take things slow.

Blake:....I don’t think it’s dumb. Naive for sure, but maybe that’s good? Even my Ruby, she never wanted to act on hate. She didn’t. Salem lives.

Weiss:Mine sent her soul to be at piece instead of passing a cruel judgment.

Yang:As a person who’s seen what you looked like with nothing but vengeance inside, I can say it doesn’t fit you. Before that day you had a warmth inside you to even foes that were somewhat admirable. You chose to leave Cinder’s fate up to those who had that hate and Salem was undone by her own doing at the very end. That’s what really makes you special Ruby. That’s why you’re called an honest soul. Good will is your nature.

Ruby:....Hmm, you sure know how to butter me up. *scratches head* I guess that part of me is uni-I mean multiversal. Strangely, that makes me feel better, to a degree.

Weiss:Do we even have to ask what happened to Salem at this point? I doubt the story ends with you loosing and having to retreat.

Ruby:Who’s to say it doesn’t? I could’ve been beaten to death before the gods themselves descended down to revive me with awesome power.

Yang:....Did you?

Ruby:Wh-No! Haha, I made her an immortal statue.

Blake:I-It was that easy?

Ruby:Well I wouldn’t call rushing into hell’s castle easy, or Salem. I lit her up at least a dozen times. My head pounded from each use, I was tossed around a bunch, magic is annoying, and not to mention running out of ammo. I left nothing to the imagination in that fight. If it were easy then I wouldn’t be rooting my horn and my age doing it. I was so tired I blacked out afterwards. I woke days later with a sore body and the title of “Remnant’s Savior.” Apparently beating Salem had weakened the grimm everywhere and all of you made sure who was to be thanked for it. That’s the tale of how I saved the world with my friends. Love, trust, elbow grease, and a lot of bullets. Before the final battle, Ozpin had struck a deal with everyone involved. In return for saving the world, he’d cut ties with us.

Yang:Seriously? What brought that about!?

Ruby:Good or not, he lied and was a schemer. Sure I was gonna try to save the world regardless of his interference but there wasn’t a person alive that didn’t to finally take a step towards the future after all this. All of us finally had time chase dreams and help the world the way we wanted to before all of this. Blake begin mending hate, Weiss took back her company, if Yang wasn’t with Blake then she was seeking more answers to Raven on wild adventures.

Yang:You mean Raven still left after all that!?

Ruby:In her defense, both of you made everything fucking awkward when she was around. It’s like you both wanted to talk about something but knew any subject was a land mine so you all you ever did was...stare, like weirdos. Glad that’s in the past. She just lives with dad now and you two now to hold a conversation. I dare not ask for more. I’d be a granny by the time I did.

Yang:Sigh...I don’t know what I expected. Shit it the fan several times and children were born before mom and I found solidarity and understanding. What did you do afterwards? Your goal was already met.

Ruby:Like hell it was! I started busting my butt traveling around the world, visiting every place to help in anyways I could. Ren and Nora tagged along for awhile before going off to make an orphanage in Anima near Ren’s old village. That left Jaune and I to do our hero thing.

Yang:As well as other things....

Ruby:Hey, what can I say? We were young and going up in the world. By the time I was nineteen, I was now a married to my partner and best friend.

Weiss:Uhhhh-

Ruby:He’s my partner on RNJR and you’re my BFF, gosh did I really need to explain that hehe?

Weiss:I just had to make sure. Crazier twists could happen.

Blake:Wow you married young. Not that there’s a problem but I’m surprised. Then again you also dated earlier than my Ruby. Hehe, weapons were on her brain for a long time.

Weiss:No kidding. When I learned about you crushing on my brother I was shocked to find out you liked anybody in general. Especially a person who isn’t a weapon nut in the slightest.

Ruby:*shrugs* All you’re telling me is I’m clearly the most impatient or impulsive Ruby you all know. Don’t know how that happened. Maybe I was dropped as a baby or had one too many coffees growing up?

Weiss:I’m willing to bet it’s both.

Ruby:Ruuuuude. So yeah, that’s...the story of how I saved the world and married Jaune. We even built a home just outside Vacou, overlooking the kingdom and neighboring town in the distance where Maria grew up. Yeah, that’s me....more or less. All the triumphant parts anyways. Anything later on is......

.......

Blake:R...Ruby? You okay?

Ruby:Nope, not really. *clenches cross*

Yang:......You know, I never really got religion, especially after learning the truth. It just seemed completely hollow when you learn of the real gods, ya know? However, I changed my tune a bit after being a parent and then some more when uncle Qrow died. It was never really about the truth behind if those other gods were real-

Ruby:It’s the piece of mind in believing in a better place for loved ones and having people watch over you. It’s truly based on blind faith in every sense but that’s okay as long as it gives peace of mind, to stay strong. Yeah....that’s why I wear this.

Yang:If that’s the “why” then I guess the unavoidable question is what happened?

The reaper leaned back in his chair, letting out a long sigh. Ruby brushed her hair out of her face while her face went pale. Then, Ruby’s eyes, her teammates watched a pair of stunning silver eyes dim, becoming akin to a clouded mirror.

Ruby:Being a huntress was all I wanted. The plan of having a family and settling down never appealed to me much. I feel, I felt like being in the field was where I was meant to be. It’s where I was most myself in a way. So the day I learned that I was pregnant was more than a little upsetting and terrifying, until dad and time itself filled me with the most genuine joy I may have ever experienced. Dustin Arc Rose, my first born son. He opened a door to a world and life I never knew I wanted to be apart of. Then...that door was shut minutes after, when Cinder and Neo stole him right from my arms. I couldn’t do a single thing about it other than blackout. That single act of good will I showed, it did nothing but kill me inside. The same way I did to her.

WB:.....

Yang:Ru-Ruby....your eyes.

Ruby:Hmm? Are they clouded? Funny, I would’ve thought your Ruby would’ve had a similar change. Maybe that’s a world exclusive thing, or a testament to the will you Ruby has to endure. Clouded eyes on a silver eyed warrior means the person has lost the desire or rather the mindset of persevering life. Be it their own life or wanting to end another’s life out of resentment, strife. My entire world fell apart when I woke up and learned nobody was able to retrieve Dustin. I was in pieces, Jaune was broken, nobody was the same. There wasn’t a soul we didn’t know that hadn’t tried to find a lead, but we never did. He was just...gone; and I couldn’t cope at all.

Weiss:I don’t think any mother could. Ruby, I’m so sorry that happened to you.

Ruby:I’m sorry too. I lashed out in anger, and shut people out. My eyes clouded and I dove into my work for a little over a year doing nothing but searching aimlessly as I took and every job back to back. The more time went by meant the more people eventually had to go back to their own, and it drove me up a wall inside. No one could reach me. I didn’t want anybody to. Not even Jaune. I....*teary eyed* I left him alone in house. There was no part of me that could even attempt to understand his pain because I was drowning in mine. I was told he tried his best to catch them at the hospital. I never hated him for not succeeding but I...he... I just, I can’t. I don’t know what I thought. All o knew was I didn’t even want him to touch me. How cruel is that? *hugging herself* I made him drown in despair in the same way I was. I wasn’t home so often that I never realized he eventually left it abandoned to live with dad. Yang and Blake I didn’t even show up to your wedding. Jaune did that much. Hell, Raven attended. Ruby Rose as a person didn’t exist any more. I was only a wandering huntress looking for answers or the challenge that might’ve ended me.

Blake:What changed?

Ruby:Oz, he did what nobody else dared to do. He fought me. I don’t think he thought twice about it. He was prepared to accept all the anger I kept inside until I eventually broke down into tears like I’m trying not to do right now. Thinking about that time is still, extremely difficult. Oz let me lament, encouraging me afterwards to finally except the fact Dustin was gone and that I needed to process it properly. First I went to you Yang, in order to have a my big sis to lean on. Can you guess how that went?

Yang:With me holding you tighter than I ever had before.

Ruby:*smiles gently* I don’t deserve you. You and Blake then came to patch with me where everyone else waited for me and helped me face Jaune. That may have been the hardest thing I’ve done. Grieving or not, the fact that I left him in such a state. I know what that does to people firsthand and yet I left. For the first time in over a year we embraced and finally grieved together. The next two years were spent trying to heal and cope. During my time away the world had fully acknowledged me. I even got a proper nickname, but it all felt hollow. Imagine that, achieving your dream but not caring? If that’s not salt in a wound then I don’t know what is.

Weiss:What’s your title?

Ruby:I am the person people want to see when evil comes to cut their story short. I am a symbol that their tale still has more to tell. Remnant has named me The Storyteller. Curtsey of Maria, who spread the name around. Healing was slow and most nights I felt a pain in my heart, but then everything changed. One moment made me dare to try again to open that shut door in my life. *looks at Yang* I held your son in my arms. Sweet little Kovu.

Blake:*smiles* Kovu? Now I wonder who named him?

Yang:*red* Huh...how about that? Hehehe, wish I could meet him. I know he isn’t technically mine but I can’t help but feel all warm now. Also I can’t believe I named him that!

Weiss:I can. Veronica’s middle name is Nala.

Yang:Okay, maybe not marrying Blake was a win? Clearly I can’t be trusted to not name my children after other cats.

Blake:The wrong kind of cat too. I’m a panther faunus, not a lion. Even if they’re blonde that’s still false advertising of what they are.

Ruby:Well Yang was the one giving birth so you lost a majority of the option to complain.

Blake:That is fair.

Weiss:You gave birth to Vee, so I think that solves who picked her first name.

Ruby rested her head in her propped up hands that rested on the table. She felt exhausted reliving that chapter of her life mentally. Still she managed to smile, then smile bigger. Her eyes unclouded and a warm feeling filling her again. What Ruby said earlier about what made her different may have reign true, but her friends could since that there was now more to it. Ruby had spiraled into an unimaginable tragedy, yet was able to bounce back thanks to loved ones. To smile as she does, it was truly a strong sight to see. Even if she wasn’t fully aware of that.

Ruby:Carmine Arc Rose, my second born and the first child to call me mommy. Followed many years later by itty bitty Garnet. He’s my little man, five years old while is big sis is seventeen now.

Yang:Damn! That’s a gap. Oh, also congratulations. Almost forgot that part. I’m glad you got to be the super awesome mom that-

Ruby:I am easily C-teir.

Yang:Oh come on! What!?

Ruby:Listen, I know I got on you all for calling yourselves bad parents, but I will hear no debate about me understand!? I flop a lot of times.

Weiss:That doesn’t make you a C-teir. That makes you a new mom, silly.

Ruby:*grumbling* I agree to disagree but thank you. It’s just a lot okay. Too much to dive into honestly.

Blake:Summarize. Give us an abbreviated version.

Ruby:Ummm so Carmine is real special kid. The absolute love I have for her is unbreakable but gods damnit if she isn’t the most... “me” I could be! In a way similar yet different from myself, Carmine has always had this sense of urgency in her and a love for the world around her. She recognizes that it’s a fragile piece we have and just how hard I’ve worked with everyone to make it. I could tell that from her when she was five. I’d sound crazy, but the fact she used her eyes at the age proves I’m not.

Yang:She has silver eyes!? Why didn’t you bring that up?

Ruby:I thought that was obvious. All of my kids were born with then. Unlike her baby brother though, Carmine was a weird little kid. She didn’t socialize well. Still doesn’t, she’s kinda comes off rude and cold because of her bluntness. She doesn’t really express all her feelings or understand others fully. One might call her a little cold but the passion she had to protect life itself is a testament to how much she cares. Carmine is also a genius fighter. To put in perspective, people use the same nickname for her that they used for Pyrrha.

WBY:Oh....

Ruby:Yeah! It’s not hyperbolic to say ever since Carmine is far beyond any skill I was at her age since she turned thirteen. You called me a monster earlier but no, I merely gave birth to a beast. I mean she could pass the huntsman exam at fifteen if I didn’t make her wait. I can’t call her arrogant, she talks with confidence because she has that right by all means. Still, besides her face, that’s where the similarities start separating; besides terrible grades in general stuff. We’ve never been in step completely. To put simply in her own words, “What I am is a hero, while she is a huntress.” That good will and mercy I try to give everyone isn’t how she rolls. It drives a real wedge that has resulted in us not going on missions together.

Blake:Is she...killing?

Ruby:She has before, and it had valid reasons entirely, but I also know for a fact she is more than capable of bringing down people without taking that step. Not all cases are that intense thank goodness. Her overall aggressiveness is the root of the problem. You don’t have to put you back into it when handling thugs. They aren’t Hazel.

Yang:Ooo okay, yeah I’m seeing what you mean now. It’s like that one comic you always read!

Ruby:Sigh...yeah she channels a bit of Batman energy and I need her to not do that all the time. I suppose being an honest soul isn’t particularly hereditary. It always feels like we aren’t enjoying each other’s company these days. I can’t blame her though. So....you know how all of you have had one serious problem that has both destabilized yourself as well as the kids and their relationship to you? *clouded eyes*

Weiss:Wait...you loosing a child wasn’t that?

Ruby:Oh it was. It just so happened that it never ended. It grew day by day. Night by night. Jaune and I were cautious with Carmine. Going as far to give her contacts and giving birth to her off the record and not at a hospital. Just in case Cinder came back. Well, Cinder and Neo came back, with my Dustin.

Nobody said anything. What do you even say to that!? All they did was let out a stifled breath and tried to gauge Ruby’s look of guilt.

Ruby:Yet again we had gotten too comfortable. It happened when Carmine was thirteen. I don’t think Garnet was even one yet. That’s when the cruelest realization hit me. My son had been alive and hearing about how his so called mother being a person who saves everyone, yet she never came for him. She had moved on, letting his eyes become clouded with such seething hate for the world she did save; the children she had after. It’s been four years since the day he attacked Carmine and helped grimm try to invade Vacou. To this day it’s been a life of staying on gaurd, searching for them as they popped up countless places to tear Remna- to tear me down and I can’t decide what part hurts the most. The amount of anger that prevents me from killing Cinder in a blink of an eye, or looking at my daughter who has told me herself that she is going to kill her older brother because I’m too weak to do so. That I’m in no way as good as the world believes me to be. *puts hood up* Like I said, C-teir mom, at best.

Blake:That’s- you can’t- there’s no way for you to reach him? Maybe if you-

Ruby:He looks at me the same way Neo and Cinder do, Blake. They raised him to hate me. Besides, he hurt Carmine. She’s just not gonna let that slide and frankly I shouldn’t either. Carmine acts tough and for the most part is, but gets terrified like everyone else. In many ways she’s still just a young girl that I wish had never chosen to become a huntress. If I had it my way she’d just be a normal girl with normal knees; but her mother’s weakness and inexperience wrapped her up in yet another war. It’s ironic. I barely remember mom and yet I ended up putting my family in very similar situation as if she lead instruction. Happy endings, I’m not sure if I get-

Yang:You’re better than mom....

Ruby:......

Yang:Yeah I said. Look I love Summer Rose but at the end of the day she wasn’t around, not that she didn’t want to be, but it’s the truth. Several years of pleasant childhood memories and a lifetime of grief is what she left me, and all you got were tales you should’ve experienced first hand. Ruby you have spent seventeen years loving your daughter unconditionally and being there for her no matter if it’s for better or worse. Yeah you might not being doing it perfectly and I have no idea how to even fathom your predicament, but at least you are there trying. Take it from me, that’s all a daughter ever wants from their mother. It’s also what makes a pretty kick ass dad. *smiles* Chin up, hero. Your story isn’t over yet after all.

Silence filled the air and Ruby’s throat ran dry. Ruby pulled out her scroll to go to her pictures and displayed one of her favorite photos for everyone to see. It was Carmine’s fifteenth birthday. Ruby didn’t lie about the resemblance. the girl had short blonde hair that stopped halfway down her neck in the back and was longer in the front, reaching shoulders. Like her mother, the tips of her hair transitioned to red. The beautiful young woman tried to her hide her smile but her gleeful silver eyes were practically twinkling with joy as Ruby hugged her tightly from behind and a tall, more solid version of Jaune was smushing one of Carmine’s cheeks with an overly dramatic kiss to it. A tiny child no older than three at most was in his big sister’s arms. Garnet had his mother’s hair and eyes but something about the chubby face definitely showed Jaune’s features. The child had red frosting on his face and was reaching eagerly for more cake somewhere out of frame.

Yang noticed the girl took page from her father and wore some regular cargo shorts, but clearly didn’t lack flair by wearing a red crop top that showed off a fresh tattoo of the Arc crest on her toroso. Knowing her sister, that tattoo was most likely practical. The family looked happy, proud; and the mother of it currently sat across the table crying with her head face down in her hands cwhile Weiss and Blake hugged her from each side. Roses may have thorns, anyone who knew roses knew a simple truth. They’re still fragile flowers.

Yang:(Carmine Arc Rose. For you and your mother’s sake, I hope things go well)

xxxx

Though Carmine seemed cold by nature, people were quick learn the opposite. The most recent learner of this was a scared little girl that held on for dear life. It was nighttime, nothing but the sound of pouring rain and the distant glow of red and the warmth of Carmine holding the girl against her body while she sprinted through a mud ridden forest. The little payed no attention to the pain in her side, but the glow of roses, eyes, and flames through her tear filled eyes.

Beowulves chased frantically but then severed immediately by something the girl couldn’t understand, but it looked like the person carrying her. The dead beasts brought no comfort. Not when more followed close behind.

Girl:I-I’m sc...scared!

Carmine:Don’t look at them sweetie, it’ll be fine. Just keep being a brave little girl.

Girl:M...Mommy was back there.

Carmine:.....I know, she’ll be just fine. Your village, there are plenty of people there that will be just fine! Huff..... You got a name?

Mary:Mary.....

Carmine:Oh that’s a beautiful name, Mary. You know I was almost a Mary? Yeah my grandma was a really amazing person and I almost got named something similar to her. Mary is a very strong name!

Mary:You’re a liar! I’m sad, not strong. I want my mommy! Everything his dark and hurts and I want her!

The girl began painfully crying as Carmine followed her trail of roses to avoid getting lost. Things were getting worse. The storm raged and she could feel this girl burning in her arms. Not to mention the unsettling warmth the mixed with the cold rain against her body and dripped to puddles below. Any grimm near by could only be dealt with by many copies of her nearby, but that would only go so far when fear was out full force. Carmine’s boots felt like cement, but she still ran.

Carmine:Mary, you know what do when I miss my mommy? I sing! Yeah, my mom sings the best lullabies that made me feel super strong when I was little! It’s a magic song that makes everyone strong. How about I sing it you and they can sing it your mommy later okay!? But you have to close your eyes to really focus on the words!

Mary:*sniffling* Okay....

Baby deathstalkers swarmed the path made ahead as small Nevermores dove at her. Out of options, Carmine broke from the path, trying to rely on memory to go towards the safe zone while also singing lyrics to her favorite song.

Dream of anything; I'll make it all come true.

Everything you need is all I'll have for you~

Carmine never wavered. No matter how badly her lungs her or nearly slipped, she kept singing all the way to her destination where several other clones were seen racing towards with more civilians to injured or young to go themselves. An orphanage where Nora and Ren stood outside rushing people in while Jaune was keeping the grimm at bay. The sight brought a little ease.

Don't worry, I've got you; nothing will ever harm you.

I'm close by, I'll stay here; through all things, I will be near~

Carmine finally reached Nora and passed off the girl who’s grip weakened overtime. A few lyrics in and Carmine knew she was singing mainly for herself.

Carmine:Get her medical attention! I’m gonna go and find more! There’s still-

Jaune:Wait, it’s too dangerous!

Carmine:I know! That’s why I have to go! That fire is spreading and there’s stragglers pinned down! Dad.....I’m pinned down!

Jaune tensed up and looked at Carmine. No scraps on her and her clothes only soiled by others. It didn’t take long to realize. The man resisted the urge to run out to the ruined town and stood firmly.

Jaune:Carmine...end it. We’ll worry about the consequences later.

Carmine:....Okay.

Across the woods amongst the flames the real Carmine stood bleeding and bruised in front of two Beringel that charged over the vanishing corpses of their fallen with more grimm, her sword stabbed into the ground supporting her weight. Behind all living people that remained finally managed to flee. All except for a woman trapped by house debris. The woman watched this young huntsman stand proudly again. She wasn’t sure what happened next. All she heard was one sentence.

“Close your eyes...” before everything went white. Next thing she knew, Carmine was lifting debris off her as rain and wind washed away any evidence. A relief she didn’t care about in the slightest. She neither had the strength, or the time too. Much like Carmine, who began to pant and teeter. It was clear to the woman that whatever just happened didn’t come without cost as she watched the girl fall to her knees. Though she tried moving, Carmine was spent.

Carmine:Don’t worry...we’re safe....let’s-

Woman:Go...

Carmine:Huh?

Woman:I...my legs. Everything...I can’t move. Just go. I d-don’t think I’d las-

Carmine:Don’t talk like that! The hard parts over! I can-

Woman:Barely walk. *smiles* It’s okay. I don’t blame you. You fought hard.

Carmine:.....I...I’m sorry. *teary eyed*

Woman:Say, I know that face anywhere. Your Lady Rose’s kid. Funny, I thought your eyes were red? My daughter, Mary, she loves your mother. Makes me kinda jealous hehe, but hey I love her too. *crying* Do you know if Mary made it? She was wearing-

Carmine:A black dress, pink ribbons in her hair...

Woman:Yes! Is she safe? I saw you- one of you carry her off.

Carmine:...She’s just fine.

Woman:Good. That’s all....that.....

The woman never finished her sentence. Carmine’s body fell limp on the ground, facing the rain. Even with the cold downpour she could feel the warmth of her own tears, containing her emotions best she could as she looked through her clones eyes to watch Nora take Mary away from the survivors and out of sight to not stir further panic.

Carmine wasn’t sure how long she layed there, but it was long enough for Jaune to find her. The man didn’t say a word. The town was in shambles. Grimm were still fading and his daughter looked tired, but not in serious condition. Unlike the those who didn’t make it. Jaune put Carmine in his arms, carrying her away to safety.

Carmine:......Does mom ever save them all?

Jaune:No, but that never stops her from trying; or mourning.

She clenched her father’s shirt and let herself be fragile, to be a Rose.

Carmine:Next time. Mom and I, we’ll both get it right next time. A happy ending for all!

Jaune:Yeah, I know you will. Together....

#rwby #rwby au #the void #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #carmine arc rose #rwby rosebud #rwby lancaster

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Okay y’all, you know what? Chibi is gonna watch another show! And I’ve chosen to watch Voltron Force! And I got the first three episodes watched tonight! And I’m going to be honest with a few things. I’m going in knowing way less about this show than I did DotU, and I didn’t know much about DotU to begin with. And one thing does bug me. Part of the animation. It’s like there’s a clash of styles when involving robeasts and such, but I’m finding I can easily ignore that. Also, I kinda dig the intro song. Nice beat. Now, without further delay, we’ll get this started!

With episode 1! Seeing the flashback of Lotor, his hair just doesn’t look as glorious. Oh well. Now, moving past his hair, the lions are malfunctioning. I’m with the kid, who I later learned was Daniel (I struggle at hearing names at times, so please forgive me), on it seeming shady that they decommissioned Voltron and the lions without looking into it. “I’ve yet to greet our first year cadets.” Lance, you sound like a sadistic bastard ready to make their lives hell with training. I mean, I probably would, too. But that’s beside the point. Also, Sky Marshal Wade? Wade sounds like a jerk and I hope someone defenestrates him. And Keith is a fugitive. Didn’t expect that. Okay then. Lance busting the kids, Daniel and Vince, as I later learn his name with ease. Dude... I wasn’t pleased with this at first until we got further into the episode. Then things made more sense. And I’m led to hate Wade even further. Can we please defenestrate the man? Please? I’m going to be honest, guys. I didn’t think it’d be possible for me to like anyone better than Pidge and Chip in any form of Voltron. But it happened. Don’t get me wrong, I love Pidge still. Can’t go hating on the green team baby. BUT VINCE! The quiznaking adorable baby boy! I just want nothing good for him. I mean, I wouldn’t mind Vince whump either, but I want good things in the end for him! And his use of “snart”. I don’t know what that means but it amuses me almost as much as “quiznak”. I like seeing the robot mouse with Keith. Like in DDP’s comic! The mice were robotic, too! We’ve got Daniel and Vince in the simulator. And Lance joining them! Lance! You being a good boy? And those simulators taking off was not something I expected. And Lance is chill! Yes! When Lance gave them the mission to replace the pin on Wade’s coat, I thought they were bugging him to catch what he says. Nope, the original was keys for the lions. Didn’t expect that, but I’m pleased. Nice! And Keith getting his lion back! Huzzah!

Now let’s move on to episode 2, shall we? “I believe he’s become part of the solution.” This scientist dude working on something... this guy is giving me the heebies and jeebies. Now then, back with the cadets. Meeting the other cadet. Daniel’s reaction. Either a crush or he’s just a sucker for a pretty face. And this cadet is Allura’s niece. This implies that Allura has a sibling. Right? RIGHT? What am I missing!? Oh yeah, Lance’s tone definitely makes him seem like a sadistic bastard when he told the others he was giving them a pop quiz. And that quiz is fighting. This guy’s a bastard and I’m amused. “I’m not gonna hit a girl.” And this cadet isn’t afraid to hit you boys. Good for her. And for the record? I don’t know her name and I was too lazy to look her up. I really struggle with hearing words at times, especially names. Please forgive me.... So I’mma just call her cadet because I’m too lazy. Sorry. Poor Vince. My precious baby isn’t enjoying training one bit... And Pidge helping Keith out. “You might want to take evasive action now.” Shooting starts. Pidge’s timing is impeccable. Oh look, they’re bringing Lotor back to life apparently? And as the camera pans along his body, they flash to his skeleton at his pelvic region. I’m highly amused at that perfect method of censoring him. And back with the kiddos! Vince. He’s an adorable nerd and I love him. His deduction with the voltcoms. And... poor Vince! His fizzled. But that’s fine, he’s happy again in his zone with the lion simulator! Yes, be a happy precious boy! And the ziplines to reach the lions. Ah, such a fun sight. And with the robeast there, I’m glad Daniel’s instinct is to help the others and fight. But he needs to practice with the lion more. And Vince and Cadet working together in the other lion! Until the robeast yeets Green. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I feel sorry for them, but that yeet was amusing. Keith knows how to end a fight in style. Even if he crashes. “You still rocking the mullet?” Lance... um... your own hair is threatening to be a mullet itself. Oh... oh... turning commander lady into the next robeast? Am I seeing that right? Oh dear....

Now let’s hit episode 3. Screw you, Wade. And thank you, Coran, for standing up for Voltron! Though the parallels with Wade and Lotor.... oooooh. Um... guys? GUYS! No spoilers but VINCE HAS GLOWY SPARKY SHOCKY EYES! Should I be worried about my baby boy? At least Cadet is seeming to try and get along with the boys. Good on you. You guys are a team now! I want a giant painting with a usable sword! But since Mama doesn’t trust me with real swords, I may need to make one with a plastic sword. Surprisingly she trusts me with a plastic one. Wade demanding the lions and Pidge and Hunk. “I want them now!” Lance’s sass with “You’re an only child, aren’t you?” I mean, understandably, he got hit. But I’ll be honest, I’d have said the same thing. Or something else dealing with his childhood. It’s cute seeing Vince and Pidge working together. Yes, two faves working together. This makes me happy! And Vince having to work alone. And he’s a shocky baby again. Honey, please be okay! And... spider robeast. Why is it always spiders?! And then the dark lion... that can’t be good. Though the lion losing and Wade being shocked. Yes. Suffer, Wade. Suffer. And... lion in a cocoon with spider... Hunk wants to poke it. I laughed at that collective “no.” Time to poke and quiznak! The bugger mutated with the lion! Getting the black lion fixed and back to the battle, the kids are excited about forming Voltron! Huzzah! And Daniel being adorkable, happy to say “I’ll form the head”. You dork. You’re adorable. I had a feeling Vince’s shockiness would help in the battle. And I called it! He powered them up in the nick of time! Yay Vince! But I still hope you’re okay. Yeet the robeast to space since it’s unstable and dangerous and... is it repairing itself? OH dear....

Okay, guys. This is it. This is the start of watching this series. Which is... just one season? Sadness. But I hope to continue enjoying it. I wanted to watch just the first episode to see, but here I am enjoying it further and three episodes in.

So! Here’s to the start of the next “chibi watches”. Until next time!

#chibi watches #chibi doodles #myst the spectral cat #chibi writes #Voltron Force #Vince quickly became a fave #i adore the precious boy #and now my mind wants to think of colliding realities with this and VLD #adding tag to help clarify series #vforce11 #thank you toastess for suggestion #i will hopefully remember in the future

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elsanna-shenanigans · 3 years

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April 2021 feedback and reviews

Before we release the June stories (please be patient with this - we need some time to work through A LOT of technical issues. This month’s been crazy in this aspect!) we probably should release the feedback for April. Yes, April. Yes, in July. And yes, we forgot about this post - but to be fair, nobody reminded us either.

Below the cut you will find: a run-down of the bonus restriction points, individual feedback for the stories from the voters and a link to a sheet containing detailed reviews of every April submission, courtesy of our Monthlies Reviewing Club (for those of you who already read them on discord: do go in the link, there are some new reviews to see!)

BONUS RESTRICTIONS

Points were being awarded for completing three different criteria: including a body of water, limiting the title to 2-3 words long and including a quote. Each restriction was worth one bonus favorite point for up to three extra points.

Stories awarded 3 extra points: Morning Break, whisper to me, Stupid For You, Love and Sunflowers, Those new feelings, River Rockman, Shocking Confessions, Green Like Flowers, The Seal-Wife, Crack Shatter Repair, Your Worth, Sea of Time

Stories awarded 2 extra points: Prism of White, Staying Close, I'm Sorry, Waves and Wonders, Lake Town Sunrise, After Thaw, Surface Tension, Break Free, Captain's Holiday, Chocolate is Love, A Clean Break

Stories awarded 1 extra point: Rewrite The Stars, One Last Heist, A Break From Normalcy, Break A Leg, Schrodinger's break, Break Me Off

The extra points have already been included on the results graph.

FEEDBACK AND REVIEWS

This month’s roster of 17 reviewers included: balambfish, cabanotchi, @djupcake, @dont-tell-them-its-me, @elsanndra, @pitchperfect-lostgirl-rizzles, Jelly, LILI, @nymphaeaceae-noire, Matjojo, NoahRhino, Reina, @adoraslastbraincell, ArendelleFrostfall, Space Alien, @itstooshy and Vergasi.

Due to the amount of submissions, most of the reviewers were assigned a random selection of stories to review. Big thanks to @djupcake, @dont-tell-them-its-me, Reina and ArendelleFrostfall for reviewing EVERY story.

The reviews can be read here. The nicknames listed above and on the sheet might not be the same, but the people are in the same order.

Individual stories feedback from the voters: f = favorite vote, k = kudos vote

1: Morning Break Style 3 (3f) Fits the prompt best 1 (1f) Characterisation 5 (4f 1k) Dialogues 3 (2f 1k) Tone 3 (2f 1k) Flow 1 (1k) Plot 2 (2f) The story's Anna 2 (2f)

2: whisper to me Style 5 (1f 4k) Fits the prompt best 2 (1f 1k) Characterisation 2 (2k) Dialogues 3 (3k) Tone 2 (1f 1k) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 2 (2k) Grammar 1 (1k) The story's Elsa 3 (3k) The story's Anna 3 (3k) Setting/Universe 1 (1k)

3: Prism of White Style 6 (3f 3k) Characterisation 6 (4f 2k) Dialogues 6 (3f 3k) Tone 7 (4f 3k) Flow 4 (1f 3k) Plot 5 (3f 2k) Grammar 4 (1f 3k) The story's Elsa 1 (1k) The story's Anna 1 (1k) Setting/Universe 2 (1f 1k) Other (1k): - I actually really genuinely like the settings and I love the dialogue. It's like really hard to keep me focused and this fic was able to do it even with it's length, also it was written very neatly.

4: Stupid For You Style 8 (5f 3k) Characterisation 9 (7f 2k) Dialogues 9 (6f 3k) Tone 7 (5f 2k) Flow 5 (3f 2k) Plot 10 (8f 2k) Grammar 1 (1f) The story's Elsa 5 (3f 2k) The story's Anna 7 (4f 3k) Setting/Universe 3 (3f) Total other: 5 Other (3f): - Age Gap - MILF ELSA HYPE - the girl is adorkable Other (2k): - also got my second fav vote - Love those dorks omg

5: Love and Sunflowers Style 9 (6f 3k) Fits the prompt best 2 (1f 1k) Characterisation 8 (6f 2k) Dialogues 6 (4f 2k) Tone 5 (3f 2k) Flow 8 (6f 2k) Plot 12 (6f 6k) Grammar 1 (1f) The story's Elsa 3 (2f 1k) The story's Anna 7 (4f 3k) Setting/Universe 3 (2f 1k) Other (3f): - just a nice cute story with light tension, a nice spring day read - absolutely wonderful - The thrill! The longing! The grief! The resolution!

6: Those new feelings Style 1 (1f) Fits the prompt best 1 (1f) Characterisation 1 (1f) Dialogues 1 (1f) Tone 2 (2f) Flow 2 (2f) Plot 2 (2f) Grammar 1 (1f) The story's Elsa 1 (1f) The story's Anna 1 (1f) Other (1f): - I love the Paragraph Breaks, made Frozen 2 sting hurt less.

7: Rewrite The Stars Style 5 (1f 4k) Characterisation 3 (2f 1k) Dialogues 4 (2f 2k) Tone 3 (3k) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 6 (2f 4k) The story's Elsa 1 (1f) The story's Anna 2 (1f 1k) Setting/Universe 3 (2f 1k)

8: River Rockman Style 2 (1f 1k) Characterisation 1 (1k) Dialogues 1 (1f) Tone 1 (1f) Plot 2 (1f 1k) Setting/Universe 1 (1f)

9: Shocking Confessions Style 6 (3f 3k) Fits the prompt best 2 (1f 1k) Characterisation 3 (2f 1k) Dialogues 4 (3f 1k) Tone 1 (1f) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 4 (3f 1k) The story's Elsa 3 (3f) The story's Anna 2 (2f) Setting/Universe 5 (4f 1k) Other (1f): - I like the premise, also even in it's premise it's a breath of fresh air. It did something I've never seen before and therefore gets a lot of points for it in my book.

10: Green Like Flowers Style 11 (7f 4k) Fits the prompt best 2 (2f) Characterisation 14 (8f 6k) Dialogues 9 (5f 4k) Tone 12 (9f 3k) Flow 9 (6f 3k) Plot 13 (9f 4k) Grammar 1 (1k) The story's Elsa 7 (5f 2k) The story's Anna 6 (4f 2k) Setting/Universe 5 (4f 1k) Total other: 4 Other (2f): - I like trains - this was a beautiful story, the descriptions and us of different words was just wow, I've never read a fan fiction story like this before and I loved it. This needs polishing but wow is this story amazing already Other (2k): - Train Setting - This one really stuck with me... loved it

11: One Last Heist Characterisation 1 (1k) Dialogues 1 (1f) Tone 1 (1k) Flow 1 (1k) Plot 1 (1f) The story's Elsa 1 (1f) Setting/Universe 2 (2f)

12: The Seal-Wife Style 6 (3f 3k) Fits the prompt best 1 (1f) Characterisation 3 (2f 1k) Dialogues 5 (3f 2k) Tone 6 (3f 3k) Flow 4 (2f 2k) Plot 7 (3f 4k) Grammar 4 (2f 2k) The story's Elsa 2 (1f 1k) The story's Anna 1 (1f) Setting/Universe 7 (4f 3k) Other (2f): - Writing style pretty - I am a sucker for Elsanna myths ok. Also well written.

13: A Break From Normalcy Style 12 (8f 4k) Fits the prompt best 4 (4f) Characterisation 11 (9f 2k) Dialogues 9 (6f 3k) Tone 8 (6f 2k) Flow 8 (7f 1k) Plot 12 (10f 2k) Grammar 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 6 (5f 1k) The story's Anna 6 (5f 1k) Setting/Universe 5 (4f 1k) Total other: 3 Other (2f): - Absolutely in love with this story. Will bookmark if author decides to post this on AO3 or FFN. - I really liked the detailed schedule details at the begnning Other (1k): - it was nice

14: Break A Leg Style 1 (1k) Fits the prompt best 3 (3k) Characterisation 2 (2k) Dialogues 3 (3k) Flow 2 (2k) Plot 1 (1k) Grammar 1 (1k) The story's Elsa 3 (3k) The story's Anna 1 (1k) Setting/Universe 1 (1k) Other (1k): - I like the premise and the execution is good. There is a bit part where I'm a sort of put off, not the injury but rest assured it's most likely just a me thing. Also too short lol.

15: Schrödinger’s break Characterisation 1 (1k) Plot 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 1 (1k) The story's Anna 1 (1k)

16: Crack, Shatter, Repair Style 3 (1f 2k) Characterisation 2 (2k) Dialogues 2 (2k) Tone 2 (1f 1k) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 2 (2k) The story's Elsa 1 (1k) The story's Anna 1 (1k)

17: Staying Close Style 5 (1f 4k) Fits the prompt best 1 (1k) Characterisation 4 (2f 2k) Dialogues 5 (2f 3k) Tone 4 (4k) Flow 5 (1f 4k) Plot 4 (1f 3k) Grammar 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 3 (1f 2k) The story's Anna 3 (1f 2k) Setting/Universe 3 (1f 2k) Other (1f): - The final couple of lines that leave you with a great way to end a story off of, i dont know the technical term. Maybe closure.

18: I'm Sorry Style 2 (1f 1k) Characterisation 1 (1k) Dialogues 2 (1f 1k) Tone 2 (1f 1k) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 1 (1f)

19: Your Worth Style 2 (1f 1k) Fits the prompt best 2 (1f 1k) Tone 1 (1k) Flow 2 (1f 1k) Plot 4 (2f 2k)

20: Waves and Wonders Tone 1 (1k) Flow 1 (1f) Plot 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 1 (1k) Setting/Universe 1 (1k)

21: Sea of time Style 10 (5f 5k) Fits the prompt best 2 (2f) Characterisation 6 (5f 1k) Dialogues 5 (3f 2k) Tone 8 (6f 2k) Flow 4 (3f 1k) Plot 6 (4f 2k) Grammar 2 (2f) The story's Elsa 3 (3f) The story's Anna 8 (6f 2k) Setting/Universe 8 (5f 3k) Total other: 3 Other (2f): - Role reversal - Immortal!Anna instead of Elsa - This one BROKE me and it’s all I’ve been able to think about since Other (1k): - I am a sucker for Spanish ok

22: Lake Town Sunrise Style 5 (4f 1k) Fits the prompt best 1 (1f) Characterisation 5 (3f 2k) Dialogues 1 (1f) Tone 5 (2f 3k) Flow 4 (2f 2k) Plot 6 (4f 2k) Grammar 3 (2f 1k) The story's Elsa 4 (1f 3k) The story's Anna 3 (1f 2k) Setting/Universe 2 (1f 1k) Other (1k): - The garage was really nice (cough overachiever elsa cough)

23: After Thaw Style 2 (2k) Characterisation 3 (2f 1k) Dialogues 2 (2f) Tone 2 (2k) Flow 1 (1k) Plot 3 (1f 2k) Setting/Universe 2 (1f 1k)

24: Surface Tension Style 7 (3f 4k) Fits the prompt best 1 (1k) Characterisation 6 (3f 3k) Dialogues 8 (4f 4k) Tone 5 (3f 2k) Flow 4 (3f 1k) Plot 6 (4f 2k) Grammar 3 (2f 1k) The story's Elsa 2 (2k) The story's Anna 2 (2k) Setting/Universe 3 (2f 1k)

26: Captain's Holiday The story's Elsa 1 (1k) Setting/Universe 1 (1k)

27: Chocolate is Love Style 2 (1f 1k) Fits the prompt best 3 (1f 2k) Characterisation 1 (1k) Dialogues 1 (1k) Tone 3 (1f 2k) Flow 4 (1f 3k) Plot 4 (1f 3k) Grammar 1 (1f) The story's Elsa 2 (2k) The story's Anna 1 (1k) Setting/Universe 1 (1k)

29: A Clean Break Style 1 (1f) Characterisation 1 (1f) Dialogues 1 (1f) Plot 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 1 (1f) Setting/Universe 1 (1f) Other (1f): - interesting setting

30: Break Me Off Style 12 (6f 6k) Fits the prompt best 8 (5f 3k) Characterisation 13 (6f 7k) Dialogues 11 (7f 4k) Tone 6 (4f 2k) Flow 6 (4f 2k) Plot 14 (8f 6k) Grammar 2 (1f 1k) The story's Elsa 7 (5f 2k) The story's Anna 10 (6f 4k) Setting/Universe 2 (2f) Total other: 3 Other (2f): - Kit Kat Kissing - The simpleness of a nestle treat being the catalyst for elsanna is really funny and heartwarming. Other (1k): - I dont like chocolate, but the love for chocolate was amusing

#elsanna #april 2021 contest #prompt: break #story reviews #feedback #detailed voting results

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dzamie-oc · 3 years

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04 - Stained Glass

Bright "Dork" Penny is actually from a few /tg/ threads in late 2018, in which we had the fun idea of an adorkable dragon, and steadily built a town around her. This is from pretty early in her introduction to the town, before most of the suggested campaign plot hooks.

Length: 2100 words Rating: E (though contains brief mentions of violence) Summary: A dragon is enamored by a stained-glass window, and wants some of her own.

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Clearwater was a fairly average port town; according to the fishermen, it was even idyllic. When the wind blew just right, the smell of fresh fish and bread filled several streets. When it blew just wrong, of course, the farms managed to be perfectly upwind, but such were the risks. It was situated on the coast of the Great Crystal Lake, a veritable sea full of water so fair it sparkled like an enormous, polished sapphire when the sun found a good angle. In years past, several traveling poets had said of Clearwater, “it was exactly the sort of town an epic tale would begin in, only to have an unfortunate encounter with a dragon to start things off.”

And, well, they weren’t exactly wrong. But neither were they right.

The morning sun fell on the town, and in particular an old barn kept apart from the rest of the farmed plots of land. The front of the building was missing, and for several reasons, never replaced. One such reason poked her red, scaly head out into the outside air, with the rest of her soon to follow. Dorakathen Azurakluzzelenark Nur Zulauknagh, or “Bright Penny,” looked around, noted that someone had dug up her latest attempt at planting a sheep again, and gave her wings a nice, big stretch and flap. A soft groan from within the barn caught her attention, so she turned around to face the slowly-rousing woman within.

“Oh, Gwendolyn, did I wake you? I guess it is kinda early, still.”

The young woman sat up and waved her off. “No, no,” she said, “I’m used to being up with the sun. Do dragons usually sleep later?”

“Well... I do. My mother would always head out before the sun rose, said something about making sure she’s back before humans usually tried to steal from her.” The dragoness drew in and let out a big breath, taking care to keep the fire out of it, this time. “I never knew what she meant by that. You guys are pretty friendly, and with how often the ones around her lair seemed to gift her their old, claw-marked armors, I can’t imagine any human trying to take something from her lair.”

Gwendolyn thought for a few seconds on that, opened her mouth to speak, thought better of it, and instead asked, “so, Dork, how long is this happening, again?”

Bright Penny’s mouth curled into a smile. “Oh, the kidnapping? Just a week, same as how Mom would do it.”

“The, uh, the same?” the human said, paling. While the young dragoness seemed friendly, if a bit misguided and, well, inexperienced, her mother, Bloodstained Ruby, was an entirely separate matter. If any tale of life under her claw managed to escape her grasp, it was always one of terror and bloodshed. Her lair was filled with glittering, shining treasures and adorned with colored glass as red as her scales, all gained through pillaging, extortion, or both. While nobody knew for sure, any fool would guess that, if a ransom wasn’t paid, the hostage would serve as the main course for her dinner. Gwendolyn’s mouth went dry as she looked at the cheerful dragoness with her sharp claws and sharper fangs. “How... how would Bloody Ruby...?”

The red dragon sat back on her haunches and put a paw to her chin. “Well, sometimes humans would visit her with a big pile of gold and stuff for her hoard - and now that I’ve seen how much you guys usually have on yourselves, they must’ve really liked her! - and she’d go get her kidnap-ee, and then the humans would all leave together and Mom would have a nice smile for a while. Um, and then other times, humans wouldn’t come, or they would but I guess they weren’t the ones the kidnapped human knew, because Mom would shoo them away, or claw them if they went crazy and tried to stab her. I always thought that was too strict, since her claws are half the length of their bodies while their swords were pretty small to her.”

Gwendolyn glanced around the barn, looking for an exit that the dragon would have trouble following her through. “And, what about the kidnapped human after a week of... no visitors?”

“Oh, she’d ask whether they’d like to leave or get eaten - I guess she didn’t really have patience for long-term visitors, especially seeing as how she kinda did technically kick me out of her lair eventually.” She furrowed her brow. “It was weird, though, humans could definitely go up and down that mountain, but they always seemed to get eaten. ...is that a human thing? Because I don’t think I’m up for it with you. I hope that’s not rude.”

The woman’s brain fizzled for a moment. “Um... okay, I’ll... we’ll talk later, but as long as leaving after a week is one of those options, I’m fine.”

“Of course!” The dragon nodded vigorously, then got to her feet again and made her way out of the barn before looking back. “I’m gonna go see around the town for a while. I know I don’t really have all the actual kidnapping stuff like a fancy dress for you and a pole to lean against, but I’m trying my hardest, so please don’t escape?”

Bright Penny took a few steps away, then froze, spun, and stuck her head back under the barn roof. “I mean, unless it’s an emergency, of course.”

Her fears momentarily assuaged, Gwendolyn let out a laugh. “Of course. Have fun, Dork, I’ll be right here when you get back.”

“Great! Okay, see you, Gwen!” Bright Penny trotted away - this time, without turning back - and wasn’t able to see Gwendolyn put her head in her hands, trying to process what the dragon had oh-so casually said about her mother. Instead, the dragoness hummed a wandering tune and let her feet carry her to a rather interesting-looking building.

As she approached, she was drawn to the beautiful stained-glass windows in each wall. One showed a sheaf of wheat, its opposite showed a few fish hanging by lines, and the third had a woman in a plain dress, holding a sickle in one hand and a net in the other. Bright Penny circled the building a couple of times, then took a seat in front of the fish one and stared at it, admiring the way the sun pierced through the glass, giving a strange sort of energy to the art. She moved her head back and forth, playing with her shadow on the glass.

After a few minutes, a man exited the door on the unadorned side, and peeked around the corner. “Uh, excuse me, dragon? You’re the one who’s been staying at Brown’s old barn, right?”

Bright Penny turned towards the voice, looked around for a couple of seconds, then smiled when she saw the face. “Yes, that’s me. I’m Dorakathen Azurakluzzelenark Nur Zulauknagh, nice to meet you.”

“Dora Kathen Ashoora... er, pardon me.”

“Oh! Sorry, I’m still not used to being around people who don’t speak Draconic. It means Bright Penny, but some helpful adventurers said I could be called Dork for short!”

The man looked unconvinced, but slowly stepped out from behind “cover.” He was dressed similar to many of the Clearwater residents Bright Penny had seen, though his body was less toned or worn, so she guessed he did something that didn’t require much heavy lifting. “Well, Dorakathe- uh, Dork, what brings you to our town’s temple?”

“I just thought, if I’m going to go about figuring out how to be a proper dragon, I should know more about the town I’ll be- what was that word Mom used? Not terrorizing, uh... monitoring?” She shook her head. “Anyway, I kinda got distracted, and seeing these really pretty jewels made me remember that a dragon should have a hoard, and I don’t. So, may I please have one of these?”

One helpful thing about outlandish requests is that they are superb at making one forget that the one who asked was a dragon. As a prime example, the man replied, “what? No, they’ve been part of this temple for generations,” before his brain finally caught up to the rest of her words, so he quickly added, “uh, t-terrorizing? Where does your mom do that?”

“I’m pretty good with my claws; I’m sure I could help patch up the hole,” the red dragon cheerfully replied, then caught herself. “Oh, you mean ‘part of’ as in ownership. That’s alright, then. Where can I get one, then? ...also, what’s your name? I don’t remember if you said.”

“Abraham, I’m sort of this place’s priest. I’m not sure where you’d get something that big or intricate - again, it’s been generations - but you could ask the smithy. I know he can do regular windows.” Abraham said, then took a step back. “Also, what was that thing about terrorizing?”

“Oh, yeah, my mom’s Bloodstained Ruby. I think she’s just dramatic with that, though; it’s hard to believe she causes terror, with how many presents people keep giving her. Kept. But she probably still gets them after kicking me out, too.” With a destination in mind, Bright Penny unfurled her wings and crouched, preparing to take off. “I’ll go check the smithy out, then. Thanks, Abe!”

The words “Bloodstained Ruby” and “mom” were still sinking into Abraham’s head while he watched her go. He fell back against the temple wall, breathing heavily, then ran inside to begin praying to more gods than usual.

A peaceful stroll down an empty street and one abandoned-and-therefore-free fish later, and Dork found herself at her destination. Luckily for her, a red, fire-breathing dragon was not enough to scare away the blacksmith, who insisted that he’d weathered a lot worse - and she agreed, seeing as she was going to be pretty good at dragon things and therefore easy to be worse than. Although initially dismayed that she had nothing to pay for glass with, her enthusiasm soon swayed him to teach her how to make some, herself.

“Look, I’m sure it’ll wear down eventually, and until then, having a solid boulder of glass IN the beach is a bit of a novelty,” he said, “but I must admit, that may have been the most effective way I’ve ever seen to teach someone to make sure molten glass should only exist in something that can hold it.”

Bright Penny nodded and tried again, breathing fire around a large, metal cup filled with sand. Once its contents got nice and soft, she carefully dumped it into a mold she’d carried from his workshop. It was slow to spread out, so she reached out...

“No! Don’t!” the blacksmith shouted in a panic. When she looked at him, worried, he remembered that she wasn’t just another foolish human apprentice, but rather a foolish dragon. Waving his hand, he said, “nah, you’re fine. I’d burn myself doing that, is all.”

As they waited for it to cool, the dragoness looked down at her shadow, then up to the sky. “Oh! I’ve been out awhile, I should head home soon, after a quick stop by the bakery for Gwendolyn.”

“Gwen? The baker’s daughter? Whatever for?” A tough old smith like him, he could see hanging out with a dragon. But Gwendolyn? She was closer to a proper lady - in her mannerisms, if not by her upbringing and hobbies - than near anyone else in the town. “Also, take yer glass. It’s still hot, so don’t go touching it to anything, but it oughta keep its shape, or near abouts. Wouldn’t use it for a window, but it’ll look fine.”

“Oh, I kidnapped her, so her dad’s helping me make sure she can eat right.” The dragoness lets out a rumbling laugh. “You should’ve seen her reaction to him cutting shapes into her sandwich.”

In his mind, the blacksmith went over the locations of several swords, spears, and other weaponry that might prove useful in a rescue. “Kidnapped, eh?”

“Well, I did ask her first. Then I made sure to carry her and fly away, so I’m pretty sure it still counts as a real dragon kidnapping.” Bright Penny picked up her glass in one scaly paw and looked at it. “By the way, how do I get it to be all colored like the temple has?”

The man put his weapon-finding thoughts on hold until after he talks to the baker. “Hm. Well, tell you what. I’m busy tomorrow, but come by the day after and I’ll show you.” Either way, that would give him time to organize a few good men if need be. “I’ll get the mold back, myself.”

“Okay! Thanks so much for the help. My hoard’s gonna be so pretty...” With a leap and flap of her wings, Bright Penny was airborne again, thoughts of stained-glass dragons in her mind.

#dragon #smaugust #smaugust 2021 #stained glass #writing #writers on tumblr #bright penny #adorkable #tg #dragons #text

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redhairedwolfwitch · 4 years

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Lockdown with Spencer Hastings x Fem!Reader - Pretty Little Liars AU

A/n: What if the liars were in lockdown with their significant other and parents away on worktrips when the lockdown is enlisted?

A has stopped in like season 4 or somemat, idk, I haven’t sorted it all out yet.

If you want me to do part 2 or like one with each liar then say aye!

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

That was all you heard as you stepped out of the bathroom, heading downstairs to where Spencer was staring at the tv.

“What’s-oh fun... lockdown...” You mumbled, quickly checking your phone.

“My classes are being moved online.” You announced as Spencer just scrambled to her phone and laptop.

“Looks like I am working from home for the unforeseeable future.” Spencer stated a few emails later, noticing how you were sat at the kitchen island, working on some report.

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You raised an eyebrow at Spencer’s phone began to ring as the two of you sat down to eat dinner infront of the tv.

“Hey Hanna. Yes, I know... what do you mean it’s one per household to go food shopping?” Spencer began, noticing how you had perked up in confusion.

“They didn’t let you and Caleb in so you sat in the car?” Spencer continued to talk as you began to write a shopping list on your phone.

Spencer raised an eyebrow as her phone buzzed.

“One sec Han... Y/n, what are you doing?”

“Texting you a copy of the shopping list since one of us is going to need to go and either way, we usually just toss stuff in the trolley if we see something so...”

Spencer just nodded at your explanation, leaning over to kiss your cheek before continuing to talk to Hanna.

Your attention drifted to the tv as you switched the news onto watch Adventure Time instead, knowing that Spencer wasn’t paying enough attention to realise.

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You smiled as you noticed Spencer was video-chatting Emily, Aria, Hanna and Caleb who was staying with Hanna. Alison was out of town with her dad, staying with some other family or something. You weren’t sure but you weren’t that bothered either.

You had your headphones on to avoid blasting the video chat with music as you began to mess around with the ingredients for the banana bread you were making.

Spencer raised an eyebrow as Caleb and Hanna began to smile and try to withhold their laughter, Aria and Emily eventually joining in before Spencer turned around and worked out what they were laughing at.

You and your attempt of dancing to Hush Hush by The Band CAMINO which Spencer realised as she heard you mumble-singing the lyrics.

“My girlfriend’s a dork.” Spencer stated, face-palming to the camera before hanging up.

“Babe! Darling! Princess! Baby girl! Sweetheart!” Spencer began to call, trying to get your attention but she just gave up, eventually sneaking up on you by climbing over the couch, wrapping her arms around your waist and dipping her finger into the mashed banana to taste it.

“Heyyy!” You began but Spencer’s lips met yours in interruption.

“You’re adorkable. Now, do you want help with this banana bread... how many are you making?” Spencer enquired, glancing at all the tins laid out.

“I thought we could go on our one hour’s exercise and drop off banana breads wrapped up in baking paper in some tupperware on our friends’ doorsteps?” You suggested, pausing at the look on Spencer’s face.

“God I love you... also, you’re cleaning it all up afterwards.”

“I love you too-hey!”

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“I am going insane.”

“Insane in the membrane...” You echoed but the pillow that was thrown hit you in the back as you sat at the kitchen island on your laptop.

Spencer was lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling in boredom.

“What’s up?” You enquired, spinning around on your bar stool to face her.

“I’m sick of being inside.”

“Then do what I do, stick your head out the window and breathe in that fresh air for a moment before a neighbour gives you a dirty look. You could even try gardening, cut the grass or something.” You remarked, feeling Spencer’s glare from the couch.

“Or maybe not.”

“We could-”

“We did in every room twice and I’m trying to write an essay, babe.” You stated, gesturing at your laptop, at all 213 words of the 1500 words you needed.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, S/n!”

“Are you telling me that’s not what you had in mind?” Spencer looked like a deer in headlights, staring at you before she finally spoke.

“No...”

“Sure, love, sure.” You waved your hand dismissively before continuing to type, smirking as you heard the Adventure Time theme song in the background as Spencer caved.

#spencer hastings imagine #spencer hastings x reader #pretty little liars imagine #pretty little liars x reader #pretty little liars #spencer hastings #spencer x reader #spencer imagine #lockdown au #au #pll #pll x reader #pll imagine

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blackhakumen · 3 years

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Mini Fanfic #655: After Karaoke Night..(Kingdom Hearts)

9:45 p.m. Outside of the Karaoke Night Club.....

Kairi: (Walking Alongside with her Three Boys in a Flustered Manner) ('Sigh') I can't believe you two sometimes......

Sora: You didn't like our performance?

Kairi: No, Sora. I love it. You and Riku did amazing back there.....(Rolled her Eyes) Little too amazing if you ask me.....

Riku: (Starts Smirking at Kairi A Tad Bit Playfully) It did made your heart skip a beat?~

Kairi: (Glares at Riku) YEAH! It did actually! Maybe even a lot more than I thought would! You two singing in a duet fashion, the spotlight pointing down on me the entire time.....If I didn't know any better, I think you dorks have been planning this the entire time.

Sora: (Shrugged While Smirking Himself) I dunno about that, Kairi~ Might've been a huge coincidence of sorts, you know?

Riku: I agree with Sora. (Starts Snickering a Bit) There's no way we could possibly planned all of that from the beginning~

Kairi: (Gives her Boys a "Really?" Look on her Face) ..............I don't believe either of you. But it doesn't matter. Cause the next time we come back here....(Points at Sora and Riku in a Determined Manner) I will be the one who will be singing a love song to the both of you!!

Lea: (Chuckles Lightly) I'll pay money to see that.

Kairi: And Axel is going to sing it with me.

Lea: (Eyes Widened in Surprised as He Stopped Walking) I'm gonna do what now?

Kairi: (Turns to Lea with Bright, Determination in her Eyes) Sing with me at the next Karaoke night. We're gonna do a duet together.

Lea: (Turns Away While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Yeeeeaah....... that's gonna be a hard pass for me, sis.

Kairi: (Eyes Widened in Shock) What!? But why?

Lea: (Shrugged) I'm not that much of singer compare to you kiddos.

Kairi: Bull-Hockey!! I've heard you sing once before back when we were training together and you sounded like an angel from above!!!

Lea: (Starts Blushing a Little At the Memory) W-Well, I mean....Yeah, but.... that was only one time! And it wasn't front of a live audience! And besides, I doubt I would sound any good nowadays. Sooooooo......

Kairi: Lea.

Lea: Look, Kairi, I- (Eyes Widened in a bit of Fear) Wait. Why did you just say my real name out of the blue like that? You've NEVER call me that at all. What gives?

Kairi: Do you remember the oath we've made once we became siblings?

Lea: Uhhh....To be there for one another in their time of need?

Kairi: Exactly! Here I am, desperately asking for your help and you're just standing there declining the offer. (Gives Lea the Sad Puppy Dog Eyes) Don't you love me anymore?~

Lea: (Oh god. Not the Puppy Dog Eyes Again.....) Oh come on, kiddo, you know it isn't like that. You, of all people, should know that I love you very much.

Kairi: Then help me out with this! Be my singing partner for the next Karaoke Night! I promise you'll sound as great as you have been before Pleeeeeeasee?~ With cherry on top of a sundae?~ (Her Lips Starts Wobbling Up and Down)

Lea: (Stares at Kairi's Pleading Eyes for a Couple of Seconds Before Finally Groaning in Defeat) Fiiiiiiiiiine. I'll sing a duet with you..... But you owe me big time for this!

Kairi: (Immediately Squealing Happily While Hugging Lea Tight) Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!! I love you a bunch, big bro~

Lea: (Rolled his Eyes While Ruffling the Top of Kairi's Head and Slowly Smiling a Little) Yeah, yeah. Love you too, lil sis.

Kairi: (Turns Back to Sora and Riku with a Triumphant Smirk on her Face) You hear that, boys? Axel and I are officially gonna do a duet together! And we'll show you who's hearts are gonna be skipping beats when the time comes!

Sora: (Smiles Brightly) Cool. Can't wait.

Kairi: Yeah. You- (Eyes Widened in Surprised) Wait. That's all you gotta say? "You can't wait"?

Riku: (Smiles Softly) Yep. (Making his Way to Kairi) And I'm sure you two will sound amazing together too.

Sora: (Nodded in Agreement While Following Alongside Riku) Definitely.

Before Kairi could say anything else, the two boys started kissing her on both of her cheeks. Causing the poor girl to blush yet again.

Kairi: (Groans Before Wrapping her Arms Around One of Sora's and Riku's Arms Respectively and Starts Walking Fast) Let's just get going already!~

Sora/Riku: (Chuckles Lightly at Kairi's Cuteness Before Walking with Her)

Lea: ('Sigh') What am I going to do with these kids?......

Kairi: (From a Distance) AXELLLL!! COME ON!

Lea: Hold your high horse! I'm coming! (Follows Behind the Adorkable Trio)

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@albion-93

@italian-love-cake

#kingdom hearts #kairi #sora #riku #kh axel #lea #humor #cute romance #sorikai #takes place after Karaoke Night #lea is best big brother #kairi is best little sister #lots and lots of fluff here

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i want to rec you another figure skater that you might be interested in.

junhwan cha (19) from seoul, korea — bts fan, meme lord, mesmerizing supermodel:

he’s the whole damn deal. tall, fun, and gorgeous. if you see someone this hopelessly beautiful on the ice, you found junhwan:

as a rule of thumb: he’s usually dressed in his signature lace outfits (yep) or super thin silk fabrics. his recent back slit shirt has caused a whole frenzy.

similarly, his skating is like you’re watching a baroque theatre.

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and yes, vogue already heard of him with good reason.

now here comes another feat. junhwan loves BTS! and thanks to his soft baby face combined with his height, he’s been called the ‘kim seokjin of figure skating’. he’s even skated to DNA and showed up in typical bts fashion.

jun has attended korean variety shows, too. gushing about chungha 😂 and really serving quality skating. you can tell by the vivid commentary, this guy knows how to wow the audience.

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it’s a collab of him and VIXX’ hyuk! i know i know junhwan looks even more beautiful in selfies

junhwan is not the most technical or 100% clean skater, but an entertainer he sure is. his gala performances are always memorable, he’s the kind of guy that brings his A-game when there is not a competition 😂 he’s great when the lights dim and the spotlight shines.

now, figure skaters start very early but he’s still young for that matter, we will see a lot of his development. and as you can see, he has the power of collabs on his side. it’s good to know junhwan cha if you’re into k-pop 😄 he’s your #1 fanboy in figure skating.

it doesn’t stop there: he trains under the same luminary coach as yuzuru, our dear brian orser:

so you’ll likely see these two dorking around at the same skating event. hold on to your seatbelts, it’s a double whammy.

jun is well-protected, yuzu takes care of the kiddo ✨you won’t believe it, they have a 7-year age difference. onion headline: smol uncle found babysitting prancing supermodel.

and seriously though. junhwan is cute as hell in these hats, can we talk about that 😿

and look at this. he’s just precious.

junhwan is an unproblematic legend and unsurprisingly, his fans call him their goodest boy. the only way he raised brows so far are his chaotic skating music choices lmao! if you want a meme on ice, this is your guy. he showed up like this at the olympic (!) gala:

he has courage and i like it.

the fandom has called him ‘rock lee’ (the naruto character) because of his long hair that frequently floats and fans out when jun does intense spins and jumps, creating instant memes.

even newspapers make entire headlines about it. this is the korea herald:

he can really amp up the show, but his character tends to be on the shy side regardless, frequently adorkable.

last but not least, and that’s why junhwan cha is worth watching out for in the future: he’s sporting quite some historic feats! and yes, his english is fantastic, listen to that:

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#figure skating #junhwan cha #brian orser #yuzuru hanyu #figure skating intro #bts #dna

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birdy-bat-writes · 4 years

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Plumerias

Heyyyyyy, So, I wrote this thing for @anothertimdrakestan because I was so in love with that ship she wrote. Elle, I literally love you and you are my soulmate so Bart can like share you with me but I first soulmate dibs. ❤(ˆ‿ˆԅ) I really hope you like it!

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Today was supposed to be about relaxation and letting loose. You were about to meet your friends at the beach for a little retreat. Sounds great, right? So, explain why your car’s ‘check engine’ had to start flashing on your way there. What a whump. The car won’t start…. I guess I have to call her.

Miles away, the phone of your amazing Tumblr soulmate phone rang (shameless self-promotion). “Hey, Elle. On your way?”

“Dude, my car won’t start.”

“Seriously? Wait, where are you?”

“Oh, um, outside the Dunkin Donuts on Field street.”

“Dunkin Donuts on Field street. Got it. I’m going to come get you. Wait there.” Unbeknownst to you or her, someone else was paying an awful lot of attention to our conversation. Your one and only, Bart Allen. He heard your name in conversation and was instantly drawn in. He had been crushing on you for months now, and because you both were adorably oblivious (him more than you), he hadn’t yet realized that you felt the same way. Nonetheless, he took that moment to take off.

“Dunkin Donuts. Field street.” He really only showed up because of you, and if you couldn’t be where he was, he might as well find a way to you. And besides, he just got an opportunity to be all heroic and save your day. Wally and your friend only got to know when a gust of wind blew sand onto them.

“So, I’m assuming Bart’s going to get her now.” Riya said, brushing sand off of her.

“Wait, he didn’t take a car. I’ll call hi-,”

“STOP! I sense shipping opportunities. Let it happen…”

Bart got to the parking lot and saw your car parked by a lamppost. Then the nerves kicked in. You looked so cute dancing in your car. Before walking over to you, he checked out his reflection in the restaurant window and straightened his hair. You saw this though. “Is he… checking himself out in the window? HEY, DORK!” Bart stiffened. Awww his looked so cute with his baseball tee and board shorts.

“Heyyyy, Elle.”

“What are you doing here? I thought Riya was coming to jumpstart my car.” Truth be told, you were quite happy he was there.

“Oh, yeah, well I came here to do that,” And that when it hit him that he didn’t come with a car. Or jumper cables. “but looking at it now, I don’t really know what to do.” You laughed at him.

“My hero.” Sarcasm was evident in your voice. He responded to you sticking his tongue out you. “You’re such a dork.”

“You know it, babe. I’m adorkable.” He said, flashing a bright smile and a wink.

“Oh my god,” You giggled softly. Why does he have to be so darn cute??? “Okay, any suggestions?”

“Let’s get food.”

“I meant to fix the car.”

“Eat first and think better later?” You didn’t even want to argue with that because you were hungry too.

“Alright, I could eat. We’re by Dunkin, want to get something from there?” he nodded. You both went in and ordered quite a bit of food. Bart offered to carry all on the food bags to car but you insisted on carrying some of it and made your way out. Bart met you about two minutes later with the reaming food bag and cup of coffee. That was odd since Bart didn’t like coffee and you don’t remember either of you ordering a beverage.

“This is for you. Iced coffee with cream, no sweetener. Please tell me I got that right.” You were smiling so much.

“You did get it right. How did you know that?”

“I remember hearing you order it sometime.” He remembered a lot of the things you did and said. He can’t pinpoint when or how he heard them but he made it a point to remember the little things just to see you smile. One of the things he loved about you was how your smile was never something as simple as the corners of your mouth turning up. You smiled wholeheartedly with a twinkle in your eyes. It was the type of smile that could light up a whole city, and he lived for it.

“Well, thank you for the coffee, and for remembering.” After that you both sat back and finished your food. The conversations you had were so random, it was hilarious.

Bart: “How is Po not your favorite Teletubby?”

Elle: “How do you have a favorite Teletubby?! They’re creepy!”

***

“I like Ellie.”

“Call me whatever you want.”

“E?”

“Sure.”

“Lele?”

“Sure.” You chuckled at him.

“How about Leelu?”

“I like it.”

“Elle, ma belle?” He did the French accent too. “It means beautiful in French.”

“I know that.” You were stiff as a board and clearly a little shy. *Your heart really went (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥*

***

“Okay, what’s your favorite flower?”

“Hmm, plumeria.”

“Plume-what?”

“It’s the white one with yellow in the center.” Bart still looked very lost, so you decided to show him a picture. You had leaned over to show it to him and didn’t realize quite how close you were until you looked up and met eyes with him. The moment was however interrupted by your phone ringing. “I’ll just take this.”

“I’ll throw the trash away.” You were both slightly blushy heheh. Cuties. Anyway, you answered the phone.

“Hi.”

“How are you not here yet?”

“Well why didn’t you come with a car?!”

“Because your boyfriend was in too much of a hurry to get into a car.”

“He’s not my boyfriend!”

“Yet.”

“What?”

“Never mind that. What was wrong with your car?”

“The check engine light went on, so I checked the engine and everything is fine. I just need to jump-start it.”

“Make Bart do it. Speedsters can produce electric charges high enough to do that.”

“How do you know?”

“Wally does it all the time.”

“So, you use your boyfriend’s powers for this?”

“….Yes.”

***

So, Bart started the car. You made it to the beach without breaking down again and you already felt like that was a victory. You arrived just as the sun was setting too. The water was glowing with gold and orange and high up, you could see the faint glow of stars in the darkening sky. You met with everyone and laid your things down on the beach chairs before heading towards the water. Bart joined you and you walked along the beach. People lit bonfires and the light gave the whole place a warm glow and being there with him felt surreal. *Splash* Surrealism gone. You splashed back. You went back and forth like this and ran to distance yourself from him but being a speedster, he caught you. You both called a truce and sat down where you were, still laughing. You were at a more secluded part of the beach. You were closer to the cliffs and greenery that surrounded this part of the beach, and while you were admiring it, Bart stood up.

“I’ll be right back.” You wondered where he went but he didn’t take long to come back. When you saw him, he had one hand behind his back, and before you could ask, he crouched down next to you and showed you a little white and yellow flower. It was a plumeria. “Tada.” He delicately put it in your hands.

“Oh my gosh, thank you. Where’d you find this?”

“I saw a small tree over there, and I thought the flowers looked like the picture you showed me.”

“I love it.” Gosh, why is he so cute? And caring too??? Only a few moments later he asked you,

“Hey, E, most people pick roses or carnations as their favorite. How come you like this one?”

“In Hawaii, there’s this sort of tradition. If you wear a single plumeria on your right, it means you’re single and if you wear it on your left that means you’re taken. I always thought it was really cute.”

“That is cute.” You’re cute. I love you.

“Hey, Bart?” All or nothing. I can do this.

“Hm?”

“I really like you.” He didn’t say anything. He just smiled really wide, and leaned in. you closed your eyes and felt his lips brush yours. It was sweet and passionate, and when you pulled away you saw his beautiful forest-green eyes. The evening sun brought out every glimmer of gold and olive in the green. “So you like me back then?” He let out a short laugh.

“Yes. Very much.” He looked down at the flower in your hand. “Actually, may I?” he asked, gesturing to the flower. You nodded. Bart tucked a few strands of hair behind your left ear and placed the flower between them. It was really cute- *CLICK*

“What the-?”

“SHIIIIIIIIP!” ‘Twas your crazy friend. She fangirls. Let her have this. She ships it.

“Riya, get back here!”

“Never! This is going in a scrapbook and you can’t stop me!”

End. :D

Hi, so I know I told you I was writing this Fic but I bet you didn’t know about the Headcanon:

Because you’re too precious and I love you too much to stop there.

- You and Bart are literally the cutest couple though.

- He calls you Leelu, E, Ellie. Smelly Ellie if he’s feeling daring. Hehe.

- You guys make endless meals of chicken nuggets.

- He will never and I mean NEVER go to bed without messaging you ‘Goodnight, I love you.’ And at least four emojis.

- He loves your hair. Sometimes he’ll try to play with it, and you’ll lean back into him. Sometimes you both will just fall asleep there.

- Can you imagine him trying to read your fanfictions? Aww that would be so cute. Endless teasing.

- He would constantly be impressed by how smart and creative you are.

- He would go to all of your games and school events, cheering the loudest.

- He’s so in love with your eyes. He’s so in love with YOU he’ll just sit sometimes and stare at your face, smiling.

- You’re the only person who gets to call him Henry. There’s also SO many cute nicknames. Bar-bar, imagine if you called him Bartholomew, call him mew-mew.

- He would do the Kidflash and Jinx thing but with plumeria instead of roses.

- I really feel like he would speed up to you wherever you are, kiss you and then run away just because he missed you.

- So much cuddling. He would LOVE your dog.

- You radiate tall person energy but you’re actually a smol bean so like imagine the height difference when he kisses you! (hehehe I’m taller than you)

- He’d lift you up all the time and twirl you around while he kisses you.

- He hates when you don’t give him attention so if you’re distracted when he’s around, he’ll kiss your neck and cheeks until you focus on him.

- You guys would be goofy and fun. He’d love your energy.

- Ice cream dates. Get ice cream on your lips. He’ll kiss it away.

- Also, a scene:

- “Okay well, I confessed first.”

- Well, I kissed you first!”

- “I said ‘I love you’ first!”

- “Well, I proposed first!”

- “What?”

- *Down on one knee with a ring*

- That would be you two.

- Oh, and I won’t be taking pictures of that, I’ll be recording it. It shall play at your wedding.

- Overall, you guys are so cute and healthy and perfect. He would definitely do everything he could to make you happy and you’re such a caring, loving person, I know you’d do the same.

#bart allen #impulse #flash #fanfic #fluff #i love you so much elle!#Ships

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Title: Knock-knock, knock, knock knock {One-Shot}**

Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Cheesy, Fluffy Goodness, NSFW, Mild Smut, Cursing

Words: 3.4k

Summary: We all know Chris is a Disney geek and we all know the beginning of this contagious song, he loves it, you—hate it, but you can’t say no to the big dork.

Note: Next up on Christmas With Lee. A cheesy Disney fluff-filled read with some spice. I hope you enjoy this. Thank you for reading!!!!

***Loosely Edited/Proofread***

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“Uggh, more snow? How is it possible for it to snow even more?” You looked out your window at the falling snow that met the seven inches already on the ground. You hated the snow, it was cold, wet, and only was “pretty” for like an hour until traffic hit it or feet, then it turned to brown, dirty bacteria-filled disgustingness. You hated winter. Every time you turned around it was snowing. There hadn’t been a winter where you didn’t get sick, slip, trip and bust your ass all because of the snow. You were already over it. Living in Boston you were in prime snow time. The snow season had just begun.

Dropping into your couch you pulled your mermaid tail blanket up around you and surfed the channels trying to find something to watch. You were home at Christmas because your parents were away on a Christmas cruise and you really didn’t want to be around them being all mushy and gushy. You didn’t mind, there was nothing wrong with being alone. More times than not you enjoyed it more than being around people—well most people, except Chris.

You found a cheesy Christmas movie and decided to sit through its predictableness. It was a plot as old as time. Prince is in town and needs a service but chooses a lesser-known vendor and while working together they fell in love and then there was a catastrophic falling out usually something like the girl finding out about a long lost fiancé or woman hoping to snag her prince and she runs off feeling hurt and betrayed that the prince she’d known for four days had a life before her. Then miraculously by the end, all was well, and they lived happily ever after. It was the recipe for every novel, movie, tv-show and tv movie. You knew it well.

An hour later the closing credits sealed every one of your predictions. Even though it was predictable and cheesy you still enjoyed it. as you were scrolling for another you heard a series of knocks at your door. Pausing and muting the TV you listened again and there it was.