#sue clan

[yasmeensh]

I finished reading 4 books from Earth's Children series. The last three were really hard to read. After finishing Plains of Passage, I have come to really appreciate Clan of the Cave Bear as a standalone. I miss all the Neanderthals and Ayla's character arc. Gotta do some fanart!

PS. I MISS IZA! Best character in the series.

[cirr0stratus]

day 6: Bo-Katan and the Armorer(s child oops)

Happy birthday, Buir.

[apricotronin]

Ahhhh we have a canonical name reveal for Masa’s elder brother!!

It’s Tsukoyomi, and it’s actually adorable because according to Japanese folklore Tsukoyomi (moon god) was the brother of Amaterasu, the sun goddess. And they have a younger brother, Susanoo, which is…the storm god! Specifically thunder and lightning. And WHICH element has Masa been shown to extensively use? THUNDER AND STORM SHIT!!! AHHH I love this, it’s kinda cringe and yet kinda really cool too. Anywho, here’s my depiction of the two eldest siblings. I like to think that Tsuko is the calm quiet rock to Amaterasu’s more impulsive nature. Later this month we’ll get to see Masa’s dad!! I’m so excited!! I’ll share my headcanons on the Hashimoto family soon!! Gotta get these theories out before anything’s confirmed lol.

[bookanimalzzz]

Ratshade from Blixemi's Clangen videos

[braveclementine]

Bellas' Wedding and My Funeral

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

"I still can't believe it." I laughed with Marcel and Bree, sitting on top of the Cullens roof. I was wearing an oversized sweatshirt that covered up the large baby bump I was hiding from the rest of the family.

Marcel grinned at me, his orangey-yellow eyes gazing at me. "I love Esme. And I was meant to be a vampire."

I had no idea how I was pregnant. Or when I became pregnant. All I knew was that it wasn't a normal pregnancy.

Bree was very quiet. She had told me that in the newborn coven, she had found a temporary mate whose name was Diego. We had, of course, killed him as he had tried to kill us, but they weren't super close and it wasn't a painful thing for her- that much.

I stared up at the setting sun. It was nearing the end of July, Bella's wedding would be very, very soon, and I was sure I was going to give birth any moment.

I knew it had to be Carlisle's baby because I had started drinking some of the blood bags that Carlisle had stocked away for emergencies only. Not to mention whenever I continued interning at the hospital, I snuck into the blood storage room and stole a couple. . . a lot.

I was terrified. I didn't feel terribly sick or anything and I looked mostly the same but still. . . it wasn't every day that a girl got pregnant with a vampire child.

I had tried running private tests- I was an almost doctor after all- but I could get ultrasounds to penetrate through the membrane.

"Still." I said, becoming slightly serious. "What about the army? You won't be able to fight on the front lines until you can control your thirst better."

Marcel made a face at me. "I know. I told them I had to take a break for medical leave. Carlisle provided me with the papers."

I chuckled. "The perks of knowing a vampire doctor."

Vampire life suited Marcel wonderfully. The paleness of vampirism and the darkness of his original skin tone made him extremely handsome.

Actually, we might as well just say he looked like if someone put Marcel Gerard from The Originals, Kingsley Shacklebolt from Harry Potter, Mace Windu from Star Wars, and Sam from the Avengers together you got Marcel. . . okay so maybe just Marcel and Sam but still.

I felt something kick inside of me and I covered up a wince.

"What was that?" Marcel and Bree asked together.

I smirked, covering it up, "Like I would know. You two are the ones with the superb hearing. Bree, do you want to go down and watch Hamilton?"

Bree's yellow eyes lit up. "Yeah!"

Marcel scoffed, "Hamilton? Really?"

"Esme loves Hamilton." I jested and Marcel glared at me.

I held out my arms. "Help me down?"

Marcel stood up, opening his arms. I situated myself so that my stomach wasn't against him and he jumped from the roof. The landing was slightly jarring. As he let me down on my feet, Bree landed next to us.

Upon seeing Edward, I quickly changed my thoughts from baby vibes to my excitement for Hamilton.

Things had changed after the newborn attack.

For one, Esme had told Marcel about us being vampires. Marcel had accepted it without question and had asked her to turn him that same night. Surprised, but worried, she brought him back to the house. Carlisle and him had talked for a while- I had sat there quietly the entire time, one of Carlisle's arms wrapped around my waist tightly- and finally Carlisle decided to turn him.

I had gone to Sam and pleaded my case, begging him to let him allow Marcel to become a vampire. Sam and I had argued for a good twenty minutes until Billy showed up, asking what we were arguing about. I knew Billy might've liked Esme, but I told him what Esme wanted with Marcel. Billy had been the one to change Sam's mind and let Esme turn him.

"Everyone deserves a life with their true mate." Billy had told Sam. "And if this man, Marcel, becomes a vampire, Esme won't hurt him."

I had left Sam with a sarcastic, "I hope you're more lenient when it's my turn."

Needless to say, Sam and I hadn't talked in a few weeks.

Carlisle had given Marcel morphine, waited twenty minutes, and then Esme had bitten him. Carlisle took me back to the house and made me wait there. Edward had taken Bella back to her house. No humans would be in the house while Marcel was turning.

Next was Bree. She had told me about her abusive father, how he had killed her mother, how he had been arrested by the cops when they found her mothers bones and was also blamed for her murder as well.

Now, she lived here with the rest of the vampires. She had eagerly changed from being a human eater to a vegetarian. Her yellow eyes made her features pop. She was truly adorable, looking more like she was thirteen than sixteen.

Next was that Bella was finally marrying Edward. Which had meant that Jacob had run away, making the wolf pack, Billy, and I sad. It made Bella sad too.

And lastly was Seth. Seth, my almost favorite werewolf son though I loved Jared and Paul too as they were my first sons. But Seth was lovable. First, he was just adorable. Second, he had one of the best attitudes: Sweet, kind, lovable, friendly, borderline annoying, could make jokes during hard times, and he was a vampires best friend. Seriously, him and Edward had a wonderful, strange friendship. I was glad for them. I think it stemmed from them fighting together against Victoria and Riley.

"Mom!" Alice chirped joyfully as we came through the doors. "You need to try on your dress!"

I raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and said, "No. I'm going to watch something with Bree."

Alice pouted. "MOM!"

I grinned, "I'll try it on later, okay?"

"But you're wearing that horrible sweatshirt." Alice complained.

Only to hide the baby bump.

I shrugged, "It's comfortable."

"CARLISLE!" Alice complained.

I could hear him laughing upstairs but if he made a comment, he didn't answer. He zoomed down the stairs at that moment, wrapping his arms around my upper chest. I was just glad he didn't try wrapping them around my stomach. He pressed a kiss to the side of my neck.

"What are you and Bree going to watch?" Edward asked, coming into the room.

"Hamilton." I said.

Jasper was immediately down the stairs, "Let's watch."

I snorted, pulling away from Carlisle, taking one of Jasper's arms and also one of Bree's arms, drawing them into the living room.

I could almost hear Alice gnashing her teeth and then she turned on Marcel, "Alright fine, you're next."

"Oh. I was going to watch Hamilton. . ." Marcel's voice drifted off as he looked into Alice's intimidating voice.

Jasper snickered. Carlisle shook his head, winked at me, and disappeared back into his study. The rest of us settled down to watch the amazing play.

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I watched out the window of Carlisle and mine bedroom as things started to get set up for the wedding.

Jasper and Carlisle were carrying benches that looked like they had been made out of trees for the guests to sit on at the wedding. I smiled down at Carlisle who looked up and winked at me. I blushed. I loved him so much.

Jasper looked amused, probably because everything that we saw before us was all Alice- a little Esme- but mostly all Alice. There were buckets of white flowers and flower garlands that would be used to wrap around the backs of the benches.

All in all, it was basically to look like everything had grown straight out of the ground.

Emmett walked by with a large log over his shoulder and asked, "Where do you want 'em boss?"

Alice and Bella were standing on the porch of the house, talking. Bella was complaining about the large white heels she was struggling to walk in, which was really amusing because she'd been trying to walk in them for three days- and the wedding was tomorrow.

"On either side of the aisle." Alice's light voice carried through the air.

"You alright?" Carlisle had bounded from the ground to sit on the window ledge.

I paused for a moment, looking at him, and then smiled, "I just feel a little under the weather."

Carlisle sighed, reaching out and stroking my cheek, "You know, it's very unfair that Edward and Bella get to go to our honeymoon spot before us."

I smirked, "We'll just have to go after them love."

Carlisle leaned forward and I met him halfway, our lips meshing together soft and firm. Our tongues clashed, fighting with each other until Alice's voice shrieked through the air, "Does no one have vision!"

We broke apart and I chuckled, "I should lay down."

"Alright." Carlisle murmured, nuzzling against my neck. "I love you."

"To Saturn and back." I murmured, kissing his cheek and went to lay down.

He hoped from the window and I laid down on the bed, my hands moving to rest on my belly. Suddenly, I felt a kick and I bit down on my tongue hard in order not to scream.

Had it just broken a rib?

My arms started to shake and then there was another snap.

Had my rib just fixed back into place?

I got up off the bed and hurried to the library. I needed to research what the hell was happening to me.

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"What do you mean you don't feel well enough?" Alice practically shouted at me.

I shook my head, groaning, a light sheen of sweat on my forehead. Carlisle sat by my side in worry with a cold cloth.

"Alice." He chastised.

"Look, if I feel better by tonight. . ." I muttered and then vomited into the bucket.

"No." Carlisle said firmly. "You will stay in here and drinks lots of fluids, understand me? I don't want you to move from this bed."

"Okay." I whispered.

Alice's expression softened and she said, "Sorry mom, I just wanted this wedding to be perfect."

I smirked, "glad to know that if I'm not there everything falls apart."

Carlisle chuckled softly, stroking hair back from my forehead.

I wasn't entirely sure what had brought this strong sickness on. It was very sudden. I had been reading in the library about vampire children, sucking on a drink that was a mix of rootbeer and blood- don't ask- when I had felt sick.

And now it had just gotten worse. Really worse.

"I'll be back to check on you soon." Carlisle said, smoothing my black hair back from my face. His gold eyes were full of worry.

I scoffed, "Carlisle, it's probably just the flu or something."

Alice and him shared the briefest of looks and I raised an eyebrow, "Davina, is there something you. . . you might know?" Carlisle asked hesitantly.

My heart started to race and I nearly cursed because I knew they both heard it. "W-what do you mean?"

"I mean, I haven't been able to see your future for a while." Alice murmured. "Which usually means that someone dies and now you're sick. . ."

Would I die giving birth to this baby?

I hesitated and then whispered, "After the wedding."

Carlisle swallowed, putting his forehead against mine. I relished his cool skin against mine. "I love you Carlisle."

"I love you too." He whispered.

My phone rang and I reached over and saw that it was Sam.

"Oh. It's Sam. . ." I murmured.

"We'll give you some privacy." Carlisle said, putting a thin blanket over me, kissing my forehead, and then they were both gone.

I picked it up, "Sam?"

"Er- no, it's Seth." Seth said quietly. "You don't sound good."

"I. . . I'm not good." I chuckled and then coughed, "What are you calling for?"

"Sam wanted to talk to you." Seth murmured. "Are you sick?"

I chuckled, "Something like that. . . although now I feel bad for snapping at Sam. I think my time for becoming a vampire is coming sooner than expected."

"How soon?" Sam's voice asked frantically into the phone, "What's wrong? What are you sick with?"

I chuckled, "Well hello ugly."

"Davina."

I sighed, "I. . .I'm pregnant."

Sam paused, "What?"

"The thing is, I shouldn't be pregnant. The bombs, the sulfur, the air, the smoke, the punctures, I shouldn't have gotten pregnant. But I am. So. . . when I go into labor. . . I might not make it." I murmured, feeling like I was going to throw up- and then I did.

"You really are sick." Sam murmured, "Can they turn you into a vampire before you give birth?"

"No. I can't give birth as a vampire." I murmured, "It'd kill the baby. But if they turn me the minute after I give birth. . ."

I could hear Sam swallowing on the other side of the phone, "What do they think of this?"

I hesitated and then muttered, "I. . . I haven't told him yet. Any of them. You're the first one I told."

"You're kidding me, right?" Sam's tone was incredulous and then quiet and then he asked, "Davina. . . whose child is it?"

I started to sob, "I don't know! It can't be his, but I haven't been with anyone else! I'm terrified! What if. . . what if I've been raped and I don't even know it!? I don't remember anything. I swear I've only bee with Carlisle!"

"I'm coming over." Sam's voice was concerned, hard, and extremely husky at the same time.

"Wait." I hiccupped. "I told Carlisle I'd tell him what was wrong after the wedding. Please Sam. Come over tomorrow?"

"I will. I promise." Sam whispered into the phone.

I smiled a watery smile even though I was terrified of everything at that moment, "Thank you. I love you Sammy."

"Love you too shorty."

I smiled, shutting the phone off.

"CARLISLE!" I called.

He was there in an instant, wearing a black tuxedo and a white shirt and a matching vanilla white tie. He had slicked his hair back and it was slightly redder than it was blond at the moment. Strawberry blond.

I smiled, my heart racing at the sight of him in front of me, "You look dashing."

Carlisle smiled, squatting to be close to my face. "This. . . this sickness you have. . . how serious is it?"

I smiled, "Shouldn't be serious at all. . . just. . . different I think. So you don't have to worry during the wedding, okay? I'm not going to die while you're out there, I promise."

After all, I had only been pregnant for a month and a half. Even if the vampire baby grew faster than a human baby, even a month and a half wouldn't cause it to be born, right?

Carlisle sighed, smoothing my hair back from my face gently. Esme appeared in the doorway, "Carlisle, we have to go down." Esme crossed the room, taking one my hands, "How are you feeling?"

"Like I'm glad Alice can't force me into a dress right now." I smirked slightly.

"The Denali's are here." Esme said, tilting her head towards the window. She frowned slightly, "Irina came."

"She won't cause trouble right?" I asked fearfully, moving to sit up, "Seth is coming to the wedding."

Carlisle pushed gently down on my shoulder. "She won't do anything, I promise. And worrying is the last thing you need right now. Try and fall asleep, okay?"

I closed my eyes, relaxing back into the pillows. "Right, okay. Have fun."

"I'll bring you up a piece of cake, okay?" Esme asked with a small wink.

I smiled. Carlisle kissed my forehead, then my lips, pulling away slowly.

"Careful doc." I smirked, "Don't catch my flu."

He chuckled, "I'll try."

And then they were both gone.

I waited a moment before completely ignoring his advice, slowly moving into the chair near the window. I couldn't actually attend the wedding, but I could still oversee it.

From my view, I could see quite a bit. I could see Seth, Sue, and Billy sitting in the very last row together. I guess Leah hadn't come- but she didn't like Bella for several reasons.

I could see Carlisle greeting Carmen, kissing her cheek. I smirked as a swell of jealousy rose up inside me. At least I could laugh at my jealousy. I could see a third blond, her hair curled and piled up on her head standing with Kate and Tanya. That must be Irina.

Everyone slowly started to take their seats. I could see Edward positioning himself at the altar, though I couldn't see details from here. I was mostly basing this off hair colours.

Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, Marcel, Emmett, Bree, and Rose all positioned themselves in the front row on the right side. I felt a pang of regret that I wasn't sitting there next to Carlisle. . . or on his lap.

Carlisle was positioned on the outside, closest to the aisle. I sighed slightly, wishing our hands were entwined. I felt a tiny foot kick my rib and I groaned slightly. The rib snapped back into place. It terrified me.

It also reminded me of one of those pens where you clicked down on it, then had to click something else to send it up again. Was the baby just. . . play with my rib?

The thought made me throw up again.

I resurfaced to see that the crowd had stood, looking towards the house. Carlisle was looking more upwards and I smiled at him. He shook his head slightly, mostly in exasperation. The others were looking as Bella and her father walked down the path.

Everything about Bella's dress was the complete opposite of how mine had been. Hers was rather simple and white with little decoration, although her veil and train were pretty. It wasn't that she wasn't pretty- she was breathtaking- but it showed Carlisle and Edwards' differences. Carlisle had loved the extravagance of my wedding dress- but dress had been extravagant back then- and I had loved the simplicity of his suit.

I smiled again, reminiscing in my own wedding days as Bella and Charlie made rather snail like progress to the altar. I couldn't remember my walk being so slow. But then again, the doors of the church to the altar wasn't much of a walk. Plus, Sam had rather long legs for me to keep up with.

I smiled even wider, thinking about myself on Sam's arm. I loved Sam. He was my brother by the same father- even if we both hated our father- and we were so close. I would hate for things to be ruined by becoming a vampire- even if he said okay to it.

I watched Bree and Marcel carefully, looking for any sign that they might try and attack a human. But I also knew Esme and Emmett wouldn't let them get that far.

I looked back towards the werewolves and caught eyes with Seth. I smiled gently, giving him a small wave, which he returned before turning his attention back to Bella.

Charlie and Bella finally- finally- reached the end of the altar and the priest at the front raised his hands, letting everyone sit. I wanted to reach out and touch Carlisle, the longing for him was overwhelming and I didn't know why.

The priests voice didn't carry enough for me to be able to hear what was being said. But I knew it was very close to the vow that Carlisle and I had said at our own wedding.

When they kissed, the kissed for a long time until people started to clap. And then when they continued to kiss, everyone basically stood on their feet, cheering to get them to stop kissing.

I felt a tear fall down my face, wishing I could feel Carlisle's lips on mine and then I bent over, groaning at the feeling of loss and envy. I had no idea what was happening, why I felt like this. I had been with Carlisle. . . what? Thirty minutes ago? Had felt his lips on mine forty minutes ago? Carlisle was all mine, the ring on my finger said so. So why was I feeling like this?

These were Carlisle's kids, despite what I had told Sam. There was no way they couldn't be. Human blood tasted fantastic from a blood bag. I had gone through several a day. It kept me strong and healthy.

I watched the ceremony turn out so that people were standing, chatting with each other, congratulating Bella and Edward. I watched Irina, staring across the room towards where Seth, Billy, Sue, and Charlie were standing, drinking champagne.

I tightened my fingers around the windowsill ledge, terrified.

'Please don't do something stupid. Please don't do something stupid. Please don't do something stupid.' The chant rang over and over in my head, gazing at Irina who was glaring hatefully at Seth.

Irina leaned forward, muttering something to Edward before stalking off. As she passed by the house, she looked up. We met eyes. I gazed back as she glared at me, almost snarling. I looked over and saw Carlisle looked tense at our interaction. I gave him a soft, 'it's okay' smile, before he turned back to the party.

I sighed, wishing he was here with me instead of down there.

Actually, why didn't I just go down there? There wasn't really anything stopping me.

I got up from the wooden chair, shutting the window quietly, moving towards the door. That was when something in me broke.

I fell to my knees, a strangled scream erupting from my lips. I quickly smothered it so that no one heard it.

I felt something gush down my leg, making me nearly faint.

No, no, no. This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not with all those people out there.

With trembling legs, I laid down on the bed. I reached into the side drawer, drawing out the syringe of morphine.

I stabbed it into my leg and gasped.

Seth burst into the room suddenly, "Mom!"

"Seth?" I questioned. If he had heard it, did that mean Carlisle or one of the others heard it. "What-"

"I saw you weren't in the window anymore and I wanted to make sure you were alright." Seth said, staring from the needle to my hand. "What's going on?"

I clenched my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut in pain, my whole body convulsing as there was something like a contraction. I opened my eyes, gasping for breath, seeing stars.

"Mom?" Seth questioned, by my side in an instant. His wide, innocent brown eyes staring into mine.

"S-Seth." I gasped out, touching his brown jacket. "Carlisle."

Seth understood, but he didn't do it the way I was hoping he would, leaving the room to go get him. Instead, he shouted, "Carlisle!"

I zipped the hoodie down, tugging it off and Seth's eyes stared hugely. "M-mom?"

I stared at him, tears in my eyes, before biting down on my hand as something kicked against me. I let out a sob. Carlisle was in the room in an instant.

Carlisle P.O.V.

I was in the room in an instant, hearing her cries of pain and Seth's' call. But whatever I had been readying myself for wasn't this. Wasn't to see her pregnant, writhing in pain.

"Seth." I swallowed, "Get Sam on the phone. Now."

Because I knew, from the weird heartbeat, putting things together, that this child was not normal.

Davina's black eyes were pleading with me.

Seth called Sam on Davina's phone, putting it on speaker.

"Seth, I need you to leave." I murmured, "I'm serious. This. . . this is going to be bad."

Seth nodded, turning and leaving the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. I felt horrible.

"Davina? Darling?"

"This. . ." Davina gasped, the bedsheets tight in her fists. There was a fine sheen of sweat across her forehead and she was gasping for breath. "I don't know how it's possible. I swear Carlisle, I haven't been with anyone except you, I swear."

I chuckled softly, "Of course of all the things you worry about right now it's you wanting me to make sure I know you didn't cheat on me. Davina, I know you didn't."

"Good." Davina gasped, letting go of the morphine needle. It clattered to the floor. "But. . . it's only been a month and- and a- half. They shouldn't. . . it's to soon!"

I had no idea what I should be doing.

"Davina. . ." I whispered, smoothing her hair back.

"Carlisle?" Sam's voice was on the phone, sounding louder than need be.

"Davina's dying Sam." I said. "I need permission and I need it now."

"You have it!" Sam's voice was frantic. "You have it."

"Thank you Sam." Davina and I whispered together. And then Davina screamed again.

"Davina!" Sam shouted.

"Sam, I know you want to be here." I said, picking up a scalpel, "But you and the entire pack need to stay away from the house for a few days. Swear it."

"Alright." Sam said.

"Good." And then I unceremoniously hung up on him.

With a calm hand, I settled into my doctor zone, cutting Davina's stomach open, performing a C section. I wished I had known. Now that it was out there, it was so obvious. The sudden disappearance of blood bags, the missing blood bags at the hospital, the oversized sweatshirts, the sudden reluctance to have sex, Jasper saying she had moments of intense panic and sometimes she felt terrified about something. . . it was all this.

"C-Carlisle." Davina said weakly.

"It's going to be okay." I whispered as I cut open the stomach, "I want you to tell me why you didn't tell me."

Davina closed her eyes, "Because I didn't know at first. And then. . . I thought maybe I'd been raped or something because vampires can't have kids. And I was. . .I was scared what Lord would do with that information. And I was scared that maybe you wouldn't want to have the child if it was someone else's. And I was terrified once I randomly started drinking the blood bags because then I knew it meant it was a vampire child inside of me. And I'm scared what you all might do with that information. Sam. . . might want to kill him or her. You guys might even want to. . . in case the baby is dangerous. And I was scared. I wanted to give him or her a chance at a life first so we could see how it would be before we decided whether or not. . ."

Tears welled up in her eyes and I gasped. "What!" She asked frantically.

I swallowed hard. This. . . no wonder.

"Davina. . . you have. . . you have triplets."

Davina stared at me in shock and then whispered, "Triplets?"

I nodded, working on getting them out so that I could give her my venom and turn her. I knew it was much sooner than she wanted, she wasn't even twenty-five yet, but I had to. I couldn't lose her.

"Carlisle, we'll have to tell everyone the babies died. They can't. . . even our kids. And the werewolves especially. Hide them in our house so that they don't know they exist. At least until we can assess. . ."

Her voice drifted off, her heart starting to fail.

"Stay with me." I growled, wishing I had a nurse that I could hand the babies over to. I had to make down with laying a few blankets out, placing them one by one on the blankets. I made sure they were all breathing, trying not to be distracted by their angelic faces, before turning back to Davina.

I quickly grabbed a syringe from the bottom drawer in a locked box. I ripped off the lock, taking out the syringe, stabbing into her heart and pressing down. The quickest way for my venom to travel.

And then, because I honestly didn't want to fuck anything up, I bit down gently on her wrist, letting my venom pool into her blood.

I listened, waiting, solely on her heartbeat, making sure it continued, before turning the babies. They had heartbeats, blood flowed through their veins, and they seemed normal sized for a baby that had only been in the womb for less than two months.

I cleaned them up and stared- perhaps from habit- making out birth certificates, filling in everything but the names. Davina would name them- her heart was still strong behind me.

There were two boys and one girl. The girl looked most like me, a head of blond hair and when she opened her eyes- to early- they were bright crystal blue.

The boys on the other hands looked like they were identical with black hair and brown eyes.

The reception was still going on and I debated about what to do. I had to listen to Davina's 'last words'. She wanted me to hide the children in the house and not let Sam or anyone else but the two of us know about the children. Who would take care of them while I waited by Davina's side?

Then I realized that Alice must not be able to see the children. That was why Davina's future had disappeared.

I hesitated. I could tell Rosalie. . .

No. Not that was a bad choice. I finally ran from the house, the three babies in my arms, back to the house that Davina and I shared.

Working with vampire speed, I put together three makeshift cribs, putting each of them in one, watching them. I would have to study, see what they wanted to eat.

Arriving back at the house, I found that Bella was getting ready to leave. I disappeared, as my suit was covered in blood.

I appeared back in Davina's room. I waited, waited, waited. Alice burst into the room a few moments later, taking in the sight of all the blood, my suit, and Davina's still frame, "What happened?"

The others filed in, as Edward and Bella had driven off. Marcel and Bree were there too. Marcel looked horrified.

"She was pregnant." I said, trying to figure out what to tell everyone. "There were complications with the birth." I glanced at Marcel.

"Yes, the doctors said she couldn't have children." Marcel murmured. "And that if she got pregnant, there was a high probability she would die in the child birthing process."

I nodded, "Well they were triplets."

Marcel's mouth dropped, "Well no wonder. . . she would never have been able to."

"The children?" Rosalie asked and even with her mother on the deathbed, she sounded slightly excited.

I just shook my head and her shoulders slumped.

"Sam gave you permission, right?" Jasper asked.

I nodded, "Without a second of hesitation."

"Good." Esme said, reaching out and rubbing my shoulder. "Everything'll be okay brother, her heart sounds strong."

I nodded, "I know."

Rosalie was the first to leave. Everyone followed out after. Jasper kissed Davina's forehead, following Alice out as the last people in the room except Esme.

When it was just Esme, me, and Davina, she whispered so quietly, "I know you're lying."

I swallowed and then jerked my head towards the window. I brought her back to the house and whispered, "Esme, please. You can't tell a soul."

I brought her into the house to show her the babies.

Esme looked at them in wonder and then whispered, "How?"

"I don't know." I said. "I mean, there's never been anything like them. Vampires usually can't have sexual relationships with humans. Not enough control to keep from killing them. But I suppose. . . I mean males can have children at any age so I suppose it's technically possible. . . she's afraid though that they might not be. . . quite right. She doesn't want anyone to know about their existence except me. She's especially afraid of what Sam might do. Please Esme, you can't tell anyone."

"I won't." Esme whispered. "I can stay with them while you stay with Davina though."

"Thank you." I murmured.

Esme paused and then said, "Carlisle. . . Edward and Bella. . ."

I closed my eyes, knowing she was right, "Maybe not. It could be because of Davina's werewolf gene. Two supernatural genes combing together. And Bella doesn't have that."

Esme nodded but said, "I'm just saying you should be prepared if Bella does get pregnant."

I nodded, "You're right. I know."

And then I zoomed back to the house to wait for Davina.

[lesbicastagna]

jpop you will be allowed to live another day, i guess

[godborn]

💪

          source :   prompted   /   status :   selectively accepting .

intention   governs giorno’s life ;   rarely does he perform   any   action without first gauging its range of consequence ,   weighing every possible outcome on a scale   &   calculating the precise angle at which it skews .   he cannot afford to make mistakes ,   &   this has been true as long as he can remember   ━━━━   housed within the abyss of his elusive   &   untouchable core ,  a wounded child still quivers at the threat of   earning his step - father’s wrath ,   though he often finds himself   caught in that bear trap   whether he can fathom a   ‘  reason  ’   or not .

    years have passed since he gazed upon the interior of that   rotten home ,   yet its position as something of a   foundation   for the way he operates cannot be disputed ;   though the fear has beaten itself into aureate armor ,   though he exhibits an unthinkable power only   bolstered   by the height at which he holds his own head ,   there lies a tenderness in him that he guards with vehemence .   never again will he allow that battered boy to be victimized .

    even now ,   as the boy   man  who   owns italy ,   every twitch of a finger   &   bat of an eyelash must amount to greatness .   an entire population relies on him ,   entire crime ecosystems desire his demise ,   &   a   new dream   beams down on him like apollo himself illuminating the path forward .   for all he has sacrificed ,   all he has lost ,   the only option is to ensure he can uphold the causes for which their lives had been torn asunder .   it is all he ever thinks about ,   now ;   the ways in which he can atone .

    the onus of rebuilding a society   &   the   crushing weight of grief   do not quite evaporate when he returns to his father’s house ,   but there is a   sense of reprieve   to be grasped amid the cold darkness of the manor .   pockets of warmth envelop him upon reuniting with his siblings   &   greeting faces that have watched him grow since he’d been removed from the   broken cradle   of his mother’s neglect   &   his step - father’s violence ,   &   though giorno rarely appears these days ,   far too occupied with his responsibilities across the mediterranean ,   in a bizarre ,   almost   twisted   sort of way ,   this place where many have suffered feels like   home .   perhaps it lies in the reality that ,   for once ,   he was not the one at risk .

    still ,   giorno makes no habit of   letting his guard down .   though his father had never lifted a finger against him ,   he knows what he is capable of ,   &   knows that   he   is the source of the   vicious darkness   that permeates giorno’s very existence ;   that ,   despite his   golden heart   &   reverence for life ,   has always been there   ━━━━   threatening to overpower his true nature ,   but since finding   harmony   with it instead .   infinitely ,   it is part of him ,   his father is part of him ,   yet giorno knows himself well enough to discern that they will never be the same .   his refusal to unhinge himself from his humanity   &   descend into the   calculated depravity   wherein his father dwells places a certain   strain   on their relationship ,   but it is not so intense that it unravels whatever love is there .   it only makes it   [   . . .   ]   complex .

    hence ,   his state of forgone consciousness does not immediately register   alarm   when a presence joins him in the study .   gold experience requiem   does not emerge on its own accord ,   prepared to loosen the threads of reality itself to ensure giorno’s preservation .   his blood does not run cold ,   his body does not tense .   he can feel that it is his father ,   just as he has always felt him there ,   even when he wasn’t .

    never would   giorno giovanna   fall asleep some place other than his heavily secured bedroom back at his estate in napoli ,   or a similar arrangement in some other location where business calls .   never but now ,   for this is an exception   ━━━━   a rarity wherein the exhaustion of his demanding life is allowed to catch up to him   &   whisk him off to rest under the promise that   everything will be okay .   those words hardly sound right ,   grating against his   armored conscience   like a legion of cicadas outside his mother’s old apartment in japan .   but he believes them .   thus ,   he is tucked into his father’s chair ,   half - consumed literature strewn across his lap   &   between his dainty hands ,   less than aware of how   small   he must look there . 

    all too quickly ,   his position changes   ━━━━   almost as if he is   floating ,   but somehow grounded just the same ,   secured against something solid   &   teeming with life ,   despite being cold to the touch ;   treelike ,   he muses .   bewilderment tugs at the edges of somnolence ,   but giorno does not fully awaken .   contrarily ,   he relaxes   more ,   a head of golden hair coming to rest against the unexpectedly plush surface of   whatever holds him .   by the time he recognizes that distinct blend of scents ;   egyptian musk ,   fermented red wine ,   the iron of blood ,   he registers movement carrying him out of the room ,   &   the part of giorno’s brain that is always on realizes what is happening .

    a delicate smile curves lips ever so stoic ,   perpetually trained into an expression of illegible disinterest .   giorno is   warm   against his father’s algid skin ,   &   perhaps it is   him   that transfers the sensation ;   the residual heat giorno carries from the caresses of daylight are the most his father will ever feel the sun without recoiling in pain .

    ease flowers at giorno’s core ,   &   for once ,   he does not recoil when touched ,   either .

[missgallavjch]

i still haven't read boruto or even watched the movie but one of the things i knew about the new gen was that sarada wanted to be hokage and it has always bugged me bc i've always assumed she knew about what happened to the uchihas etc., but yesterday a friend of mine told me that she doesn't know anything about her clan's history?? about the massacre?? and i get that it's a heavy topic to discuss with a 12 yo (and that it's likely that sakura doesn't know the truth lmao) but still... she has no clue of what happened?? no one (outside of her family) ever mentioned anything to her (it's a genuine question)?? no one ever alluded to it?? does she know at least that Sasuke had a brother??

and another shocking thing this friend told me is that sarada awakened the sharingan when she was really young because of the pain caused by sasuke's absence. and as i was looking up stuff about her i read that she learnt what the sharingan was only when she reawakened it again years later?? no one ever told her that the uchihas had a kekkei genkai??? like... wtf

[jaakunxkaze]

song challenge .

share at least 5 songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse .

Warrior of the Mind- Epic the Musical

Ruthlessness -Epic the Musical

Thunder Bringer - Epic the Musical(Again)

Hero-Jeff Williams

Daybreak - Cami-cat

Tagged by: @glorytoclorin Tagging: Feel free to steal!

[periwinklefox13]

SnakeEye was born as DashPaw in Autumn Clan. After an unfortunate battle with WinterClan as an apprentice, with resulted with her father, FlameStar's death, and the lost of one of her eyes. She took this lost very deeply, until the new leader, ScarletStar renamed her SnakeEye. After that, she drives to prove her loyalty to her clan, whether she had one or both of her eyes.

A flood hits AutumnClan, two kits and an apprentice goes missing, SnakeEye thinks this is a good chance to prove her loyalty. Although, at the wrong time, a tree fells and hits her leg, paralyzing it and sending SnakeEye temporarily to StarClan. While away, AmberMist, the current deputy needs to take ScarletStar's place. FoxPaw, her own apprentice who was missing until she found him, turns into a warrior. CurlRunner, who was SnakeEye's old mentor, becomes a temporary deputy until ScarletStar gets better.

Although SnakeEye might be a Mary Sue, she has any flaws. She tries to prove herself worthy in a dangerous way. She acts superior because how many cats down her because of her only one eye. I hope to improve this character, and if you want more lore, please ask.

[kirbyddd]

despite only briefly playing it at some random time in a hellish past i dont even remember, oreshika tainted bloodlines really had something unique that's made it subconsciously stick with me through the years, so that i always recall it when certain elements of old japan are invoked

among all the more serious high-art/historical depictions and commentaries I've encountered, oreshika has been the one piece of media that naturally feels the most rich and comprehensive illustration of that era of medieval japan to me, despite not even using a true historical setting.

the myriad swirling paradoxical counterpoints of culture and history in an era of total commodification of the human being... the way oreshika uses a fantasy setting and mechanics to bring that essence to life firsthand through game experience rather than try to depict it conceptually has been more effective than any other historical fiction ive encountered.

[ectoplasmer]

hfhhffhbrfhfj

[xfgpng]

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 -

— : [ nsfw ] yakuza boss toji, arranged marriage, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, pet names, fluff (he’s very ooc with reader, sue me) + breeding kink and mentions of pregnancy

— : wc : 1.9k

when you were first introduced to the zenin clan, you were shy. your father and the head of the zenin family were close, the alliance going as far back to the early 1920’s.

you didn’t ask any questions and like the good and dutiful daughter you were, accepted from the age of 16 that you would be married into their family. you didn’t have any complaints, your parents and older brothers and sisters were always good to you and you felt honoured that your father had chosen you and not one of your sisters.

now, at 23, you were to be married to one of the sons who would rightfully take over the family business as soon as his grandfather passed on.

toji zenin

just looking at him made you squirm. he was big and intimidating and his smile made you feel like he was in on a joke that you didn’t get. still, he was beyond handsome so you had no complaints.

he was always soft with you, different from how aggressive you’ve seen him be to just about anyone else.

“come sit with me baby” he chuckles, watching you leaning awkwardly against the door to his private home office.

“are you busy?” you ask, walking around the large desk to stand next to his chair.

“never too busy for my wife” he smirks, pulling you to sit on his lap. he kisses your temple and then your cheek as he wraps his arm around you.

you can tell that he is actually busy. he has his laptop open and there are stacks of money packed in neat piles on the floor next to his desk.

“couldn’t sleep?” he asks, rubbing your arms softly. it wasn’t necessarily cold in his office but it was cold in the house and the big bed felt empty without your husband.

“not without you” you admit and he laughs. it’s not to mock you, he never makes you feel stupid for your feelings despite everyone telling you how mean and rude he was. you didn’t care, he treated you just fine.

“i’m sorry sweetheart” he sighs, “i’m almost done here”

“toji…” you say, trailing off. you’ve been thinking about this for a month now and you weren’t sure if he was just being nice or if he was just keeping you around to save face.

“what is it?” he asks, turning his laptop off to give you his full attention. he did feel bad for not sleeping with you but he was a busy man and he was still a newlywed. he wasn’t sure how to handle these things all at once.

“i just… do you not want me?” you ask, frowning slightly. you don’t mean to sound so desperate but you were married after all and he hadn’t even…

“what, where is this coming from?” he asks and he seems confused. he turns you in his lap so he can see your face. you really were so cute when you looked so shy.

“you haven’t tried to touch me” you pout, “i know you’re far more experienced than i am but i thought you’d —”

“y/n” he cuts you off, cupping your face gently, “i’ve wanted to fuck you since we were teens”

“hey!”

he laughs, kissing you. you really were the sweetest thing.

“i know you’re a virgin, i would never want to force you into anything unless you’re ready” he says, “and besides”

you look into his eyes and he’s smirking again.

“i’m big, i don’t wanna hurt you” he’s so smug and you’d slap him if you weren’t interested in finding out just how big.

you squirm in his lap, moving your hips against him and he grabs your waist.

“watch it” he narrows his eyes, “i’ll take that as an invitation”

“take me to bed toji-san” you flatter your pretty lashes at him and his jaw clenches. he really couldn’t give a fuck about finishing any work tonight.

“mark your words baby” he warns, scooping you up and heading towards your bedroom.

you kiss his neck, sucking marks into it. you weren’t always like this but you’ve seen the way people look at him and even though he was all yours, you had no problem reminding them that toji was a married man. he was off the market. he was yours.

he grins, titling his head to the side to give you more access and you moan, biting down. he grunts, slapping your ass before laying you down gently on your expensive silk sheets.

“i didn’t know my wife was so slutty” he scoffs, pulling his sweater off in one swift motion. the way he looks standing over you, big and bulky has you squeezing your thighs together.

he licks his lips, pulling your legs apart and leaning down to kiss the inside of your thighs.

“let me get you nice and ready for me yeah?” he bites your thigh in retaliation from your own marking and you gasp, legs falling open wider.

your pretty silk panties are damp and he looks up at you with a smirk.

“that excited for me already baby?” he teases, just to see you try to cover your pretty face with your pillow.

he kisses the inside of your thighs, watching as goosebumps arise. you were so sensitive and he liked that a lot about you. he reaches up to pull your panties down, groaning at the sight of your pretty pussy glistening with your arousal.

you knew you were pretty, you’ve never doubted that but the way he looks at you, makes you feel so beautiful. you think your parents made the right choice when it came to toji.

he kisses your clit, earning a soft whimper from you. flattening his tongue against your pussy, he licks a long stripe from your slit to your clit, wrapping his lips around your sensitive bud as he slips a wet finger into your tight pussy.

his thick finger feels different from your own but it’s still so good, so much better than you even imagined and you find yourself moaning louder for him, grinding your pussy against his face.

he grins, adding another finger before scissoring you open. it hurts just a little but you don’t want him to stop, the pain doing nothing to stop the tingling sensation you’re feeling all over your body.

“feels good baby?” he asks, licking his lips as he watches you fall apart beneath him. it’s so sexy, the way you squeeze and pinch your nipples.

you look so disheveled and fucked out and it’s all for him. he feels his cock throb and twitch knowing he will be the only person to ever see you like this.

“i’m ready for you” you whine, “please, i want it”

he’s too weak to deny you anything and it should scare him but he can’t help the chuckle that leaves his mouth. a sweet thing like you had him wrapped around your finger and you probably didn’t even know that yet.

he strokes his cock a little, watching your eyes widen when you see just how big he is. you’ve never had sex before but you weren’t exactly innocent. you’ve seen porn and his dick was a lot bigger than the ones you used to see on your screen.

it has you unconsciously closing your legs.

“don’t hide from me sweetheart” he grins, “it’s all yours you know?”

he’s teasing you but he wasn’t wrong. all of toji belonged to you in the same way you were his.

he’s careful when he rubs his thick and veiny cock through your folds. you’re so wet and it helps ease the tension he felt. he would never hurt you unless you asked him to. he would do whatever you wanted.

“ready?” he asks, rubbing soothing circles into your hips as he leans down to kiss you softly.

“yeah” you gasp, “want you”

you’ve wanted him since you learned what it was like to please yourself. a silly teenager who didn’t know the first thing about sex aside from what you were taught.

he takes his time, pressing into you. the stretch shocks you and it’s almost enough to distract you from the pain but it does hurt. when his tip pops through, you cry out, eyes squeezing shut.

he kisses you gently, whispering praises as he slowly bottoms out. his eyes widen when he looks down and sees the blood. he’s about to pull out when you wrap around legs around him.

he can see you crying but you’re also smiling. he knows it must feel uncomfortable for you but he mirrors your sweet smile.

“you’re so big” you moan, moving your hips on your own and he bites the inside of his mouth. you’re so wet and tight and your velvety walls welcome him home like he belongs.

“don’t” he groans, “please baby, i need a moment”

he slides out slowly, watching your face for any discomfort. he knows how big he is, he’s always taken pride in his body and he can’t help but feel smug about your moans and whines.

he moans, thrusting back into you. he knew it would feel good but this is nothing like he could ever imagine. he doesn’t want to think about the women he’s been with before you.

he was arrogant when he was younger, refusing to get married to you or waiting. he feels like a piece of shit whenever he thinks about you and how loyal you’ve been, despite his reluctance in the beginning.

“more” you beg, gripping his bicep with the hand that wasn’t gripping the sheets below you. your nails make crescent moons in his skin and he knows it’ll leave marks. he hopes it bleeds too, he wants to feel you all over.

he picks up his pace, enjoying the way your moans get louder, the sound of skin slapping against skin is loud and he wonders if everyone in the house can hear you. he hopes so. you sounded so pretty, he would never get enough of you.

“i love you” he gasps, leaning down to kiss you. he feels you smile against his lips before you wrap your arms around his neck.

he slows down and he almost regrets it. he’s so close to busting his load when he hears you whine and then, “put a baby in me” you say, “fuck me full of your cum toji-san”

he bites your shoulder. he really needs to calm the fuck down. everything is so overwhelming and you’re just so perfect it makes him nervous.

he would be lying if he said he hasn’t thought about it. he’s fucked his fist to the idea of breeding you, stuffing your pussy with his cum until it leaks out but he wouldn’t stop, he’d keep going until you passed out.

“y/n” he warns, feeling your clench around him. you were playing a dangerous game and you clearly knew that. perhaps you did know the power you had over him.

“i want your cum” you plead, kissing his jaw and then his cheek, whispering right into his ear, “i wanna feel you for days, please”

he’ll make you regret messing with him like this.

“safe word” he whispers and he’s not sure why he’s even surprised when you don’t look confused or surprised. you smile so sweetly and oh so innocently up at him when you say,

“sōko”

[vintagegeekculture]

"The Ayla Descent Theory" of Mary Sues

"Children of the Earth," Luis Royo.

After the success of Jean M. Auel's stone age novel Clan of the Cave Bear, there was a very lengthy trend in the publishing world of stone age adventure novels aimed at women that lasted for a decade and only really fizzled out in the early 2000s. After all, "Ayla," the name of the main character of these books, was one of the top baby names of 1987.

The target audience for these books were weird midwestern aunts....you know, the Mists of Avalon and the Mercedes Lackey/Valdemar audience. Therefore, the Clan of the Cave Bear imitators also featured things of interest to the weird aunt audience: Scotland, redhaired women with sharp tongues, commanding wolves, Ireland, Feminism, riding herds of wild horses bareback in scenic locations, Wicca, matriarchial religions, swimming with dolphins....but above all else, American Indians (a culture this audience finds interesting, as anyone who has seen the home decor of a typical weird midwestern aunt can attest), with many novels set in Ice Age America, like Children of the Dawn, Reindeer Moon and the First Americans. Decades later, this audience would form the core fandom for Game of Thrones, and the character of Khaleesi Targaryen in particular.

These books almost assuredly still have a place of honor on the book shelf of the weirdest woman at your job.

Nearly all of these imitators have two of Clan of the Cave Bear's defining traits: 1) a supremely beautiful, usually blonde athletic and statuesque main character over 5'11" who does not realize that she is so beautiful and desirable, who is good at a variety of different skills and is friendly with animals like hawks, dolphins, or horses, and 2) a love triangle between this aforementioned blond but innocent Venus and two bodybuilder muscular he-men cave hunks, one of whom is a blonde guy with long rock star hair (it was the 80s), and the other being a buff black guy with dreadlocks (or otherwise ethnic in some way).

The heroine usually picks the blonde guy in the end, but the audience usually picks the ethnic guy.

In the late 90s and early 2000s, in the broader culture of fandom, it was fashionable to dump on "Mary Sues" (indulgent wish-fulfillment author personas in fanfiction) and the people who wrote them. Accusations of creating a Mary Sue approached a kind of hysteria. Even at the time, when everyone else was getting swept up in this, I thought that getting mad about aunties writing fanfiction showed a loss of perspective, and was a bit silly. Thankfully, we've benefitted from moral evolution: the consensus in fandom now is that writing aspirational characters is a harmless activity that tests a young writer's creative muscles, like the half-Vulcan pretty new ensign on the Enterprise that Kirk and Spock both fall in love with, or a new archer girl who Legolas falls in love with joining the Fellowship. This hate walked hand in hand with insecurities, in the exact same way that people worried about their appearance or concerned with their weight are often cruel to fat people, and there were frequent tests if this or that character in your writing was a Mary Sue.

There was a running joke in this 2000s culture of anti-self insertion called the "Ayla Descent Theory of Mary Sues." The joke was that Mary Sues came into existence because Ayla, the beautiful, athletic heroine of the Clan of the Cave Bear novels, was the ancestor of their entire lineage, as the first known Mary Sue to ever exist in the historical record, described as being a statuesque blonde who did everything right and was always at the center of love triangles, and who changed human history.

According to the running joke, Mary Sues everywhere were descended from Ayla from Clan of the Cave Bear, and she was the first to exist, and Ayla was the explanation of where all the Enterprise's new ensigns main characters fall in love with come from.

[marymary-diva17]

When someone insult you

One way to cause tension and trouble for someone on Pandora will be by insulting one of their family members. As it will show, you disrespect someone you love and care about and think nothing bad will happen to them after saying hurtful words. These hurtful words can have any effect or consequences on anyone involved.

Jake x reader x Neytiri

evil demon women

It was a sunny and hot day you had taken the kids out for a swim near the water for some fun, and relaxation as there was no task for the day. Your spouse had been gone of the day so you were just with the kids today, but you are still enjoying your time with them. Some other families had arrived as it seems like, they all had the same idea as well.

tuk " mama can I have some fruit please I'm hungry"

y/n " sure sweetie" you had take out some fruit and cut in half give some to tuk, as she smiled and eat some of the fruit.

tuk " thank you mama" tuk soon hugged you before she ran off back towards the water.

navi women " look at her that dreamwalker has found a way to infect our clan"

navi women 2 " she acts all high and might just because she mates with neytiri and Jake sully"

navi wonen 3 " she just some evil demon women" you had become sue to everyone words and gossip towards you, as some of them hated the idea that you are with two heroes of the clan. At the moment you are avoid conflict as you didn't wish for any trouble with them.

????? " hey" a voice had been heard getting everyone attention, you soon looked up and saw your eldest son neteyam.

neteyam “ you will not speak to my mom in that behavior”

y/n “ neteyam”

neteyam “ no mama they are being rude and I … we won’t stand for it”

Kiri “ yes they are being rude mama and it should be addressed”

loak “ we not let anyone be rude to our family”

y/n “ kids”

Tuk “ mama says if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say it at all” the group of ladies looked taken back of what the kids had said to them. As you had stood there looking at them as the women seem to be regretting what they had said towards you.

y/n " come on kids lets go home right now we can spend the rest of the day together there"

neteyam " oh yes our dad and mom will be learning of this whole situation, lets hope to has a good outcome for you all"

y/n " come on neteyam"

neteyam " coming mom" the kids had soon walked home with you and you had embraced them into a group hug, proud of them standing up for family.

lo'ak " so are we in trouble"

y/n " no it all good no one is in trouble now come on lets get home, and maybe I can make a very sweet snack for my wonderful kids"

kids " yes" you and the kids had soon gone home as it soon started raining, the kids had been able to keep themselves entertained while you made them snacks. Later on in the day Jake and neytiri will find out the truth of what happened, and they were not happy Jake had to hold back neytiri. The ladies had been order to stay away from you until any other word given from your mates and you.

Jake x tsu'tey x reader x neytiri

Demon

It had started off a peaceful and good morning for you, as you had been working out of the humans bases. You are also enjoying the sun hitting you skin it seems like it was going to be a good day. Now there was only the wait for your kids and mates to get here, as they promised to come over and have morning meal with you.

y/n " they will be here soon should I make some juice for us or maybe pick some fruit ... it can do anything to help with some of the meal" you had decided to pick some fruit and make into juice for the family, as you were picking some fruit you were humming a song.

????? " what is that sound"

???? " I don't know but it coming from over there" you had soon heard movement coming towards you, and soon saw some navi from the clan.

y/n " good morning"

navi women " oh it just you"

y/n " yes it just me good morning as well let hope, the great mother blesses us with a good day"

navi man " she will not need blessing from a demon like you"

y/n " excuse me"

navi women " you heard us you and your demon kind have wormed your way into omadtikayaia clan and have ruined them, by become mates with them and having half navi children"

y/n " I know we have hard time getting along with other navi ...."

navi man " no matter what you do demon you will never be one of us and mostly the demon child you have as well"

y/n " we are not demons"

navi women " yes you are demon and we will make sure no more clan get effected by the likes of you" the demon soon had shoved you to the ground, she was about to grab you again.

???? " mama" tuk soon came running and soon held tight onto you, as the three other kids had came and started hissing at the two adults.

neteyam " how dare you touch my mother and hurt her"

lo'ak " you messed up big time never mess with a sully"

kiri " mama are you okay" kiri and tuk had helped you onto you feet as you soon look, at the two adults.

navi women " looked what we have here two sure born navi and two demon blooded kids"

y/n " you can insult me all your want but leave my kids out of this"

navi women " what are you going to do about demon" the women had hissed at you but she was not acting all pride, when she soon had been take to the floor.

neytiri " how dare you insult my wife and kids"

navi man " hey we were just teaching her and those demons a lesson" the man had soon been punched hard in the face by no other then Jake, and soon someone tossed him towards the women and that was Tsu’tey.

Jake " no you dare speaking to my wife like that ever again, or we will have more trouble here"

Tsu’tey " you two don't have any rights to come near y/n and our kids"

navi women " we were just voice how other feels"

neytiri " then your parents have failed you two on teaching you two to bid your manners, our y/n has done more then you will ever do"

Tsu’tey " no leave and stay out of straight and ear shot if we see you again near here, with our a good reason and causing trouble it will not be good for anyone" the pair had gotten up quickly and soon ran off leaving the family alone.

neytiri " ma y/n are you okay"

y/n " I'm fine neytiri no need to worry thank you all for standing up, for me it makes me feel good"

neytiri " if that women ever come back here again tell me and I will deal with her"

Jake " yes and I and Tsu’tey can deal with her buddy over there"

Tsu’tey " yes we will make them play"

y/n " thank you all but for now more violence at the moment, let go have some breakfast"

tuk " yeah we were able to save mama and now we get breakfast"

y/n " yes we do"

neytiri " we brought some stuff over to cook with as well"

y/n " good now come along" the group soon followed you home, the situation of this morning had soon speed the rest of the clan. it say no one was happy will be a understatement as, everyone was upset about the words that were spoken towards you and the clan. The duo had been made to say sorry by their clan leader and promised to keep their distance from the clan until notice,

Tonowari x reader x ronal

false navi

It a good day in the village a very funny and warm day and the clan was going on with their day. The same could be said about you and the kids, as you are with them near the shoreline collect materials while the kids goofed off here and there. Making you laugh as you had looked at them being kids and making sure to have fun today.

rotox " ahh aonung no fair" aonung and shoved his brother into the water soon, gaining your attention as you look at the two boys.

aonung " oh come on I'm just playing around"

tsireya " you two are so childish" the two boys soon looked at each other and soon smirked, when they looked to their sister and before trsireya could do anything. They had tackled her into the water getting a scream from her and laughs from her brother.

tsireya " hey"

rotxo " oh come on baby sister you should of seen that coming" tsireya soon started a water fight with her brother as you stood there laugh and looking at them.

kids " mama"

y/n " be nice all three of you and not hurting each other please"

kids " yes mama" the kids had went deeper into the water having their battles still going on, as you stood there watching them. You had been standing there for a while before you had waked off.

navi women "excuse me y/n"

y/n " hello how may I help you ladies"

navi women 2 " well us and some of the clan were wondering if you are true navi or false navi"

y/n " excuse me"

navi women 3 " yes after ing the olo'eythan you have failed time to time again, to have a kids with him while ronal has three kids ... are we sure you are actually navi or just some unwanted child the great mother gave your childish parents"

y/n " that is none of your business the great mother will bless me with a child, when the time right"

navi women 4 " are we sure because if you are false navi maybe it time, to have someone become the perfect mate and perfect navi to our clan"

navi women " you have these kids call you mama when you are no a mom to them"

y/n " I will not waste me time with you all anymore good day" you were about to walk away from the women, when big splash of water, had hit the women.

navi female " ahh"

navi women " who did that"

????? " it was me" the group of women and you had looked and saw it was aonung on his IIu.

Aonung " how dare you insult my mother like that"

navi women " mind your manners young man"

aonung " you should mind your manners when you are speaking to my mother, a very import women in the clan"

navi women 2 " we are speaking to her that all"

rotxo " you are being rude toward her and we heard everything you had said"

tisreya " yes and we will make sure to tell our parents about what you said, I wonder what they will think about how you all acted" a crowd had form due to all the fighting that was going on right now.

y/n " kids"

tsireya " you will start showing our mom respect"

???? " what going on here" tonowari and ronal soon had arrived, they soon walked towards you and the kids.

ronal " ma y/n and children what has happened"

aonung " these women were insulting mama mom they called her a false navi"

ronal " false navi"

aonung " yes they said she was a false navi because she failed to give father a child"

ronal " you dare insult my wife like that"

navi women " we had been speaking what is true she has failed to have a child with the olo'eythan"

tonowaro " how dare you speak to y/n like that after everything she has done for the clan, you all make me sick and not only insulting her you insult my whole family"

ronal " my family as well" ronal had gotten closer to the women and hissed at them, making them step back from her as ronal was very mad and so is tonowari.

tonowari " ma y/n are you okay"

y/n " I'm good now"

ronal " you are hear by not allowed to come near her or the children until I and tonowari deem to far enough, and your words and actions today might reflect your families and mates as well"

navi wonen 3 " wait no please"

tonowari " enough the tshaik has spoken I will decide on the offers I was going to give your mates, but for now leave before you all do anything else ... if anyone thinks the same speak now so we can deal with you all" no one dare to speak right now as it bad idea, the women had been escorted away getting glares some everyone else. Your mates and kids had taken you home as they comfort you about the whole matter.

tonowari " dont pay them any mind ma y/n you are the perfect mate, perfect mom, and perfect navi"

ronal " yes and one day you will be blessed with a kid"

y/n " yes I know the day will come"

tsireya " we love you mama"

y/n " thank you kids and my wonderful mates" the family had spent the rest of the day together, having a good time along with making sure you are okay as well. Tonowari and ronal had made sure the group of women stayed far away from you, and the kids their mates had apologized to you and were able not to be affected of what happened that day. You knew the day will come when you will be blessed with the another child in your life and family.

[thankskenpenders]

Part1: Thank you for the reply! Sorry if I keep pushing the subject, but what I don't understand is Penders' disdain/hate for Chronicles. For someone who always boasts about his contributions to the Sonic IP, one would have thought he would have been elated to be the inspiration and starting point for what would become a plot and setting of the IP's core media, games. Plus, you said it yourself, to everyone's knowledge (Even Penders, maybe?) they were seen as fair game at the time of production.

Part2: I would understand if he was asking for acknowledgement/compensation, but his ownership claims seems to be made out of malicious spite, rather than a proper sense of injustice. Like if DC would have dressed Superman in a red & white costume for a few issues after the Fawcett case (I know it's not exactly the same legal case). But why do you think he acts like that? I would love to read your thoughts as you are one of the few capable of reaching unbiased conclusions when it comes to him.

So the thing with the Sonic Chronicles case is that by that point Ken had discovered Archie had lost his contract, cooked up the story that it never existed, and started filing for copyrights for his work. As such, he argued that Sonic Chronicles taking inspiration from his work was an instance of copyright infringement. In his eyes, Shade literally is Julie-Su, and the Nocturnus Clan literally is the Dark Legion, just with the names changed, and if he never signed a contract then that stuff wasn't fair game for other Sega projects to touch. To him, it wasn't uncredited inspiration, it was theft.

The case was dismissed in court because the Archie v. Penders case to determine who actually owned the copyrights for his work was still ongoing, and then by the time that was settled the statute of limitations for the Chronicles case had passed. (In basic terms: it had been too long since Sonic Chronicles came out to sue over it.) So it ended in a stalemate, with both sides still arguing ownership, and Ken would only be able to revive the lawsuit if Sega did something new with Sonic Chronicles or those characters - a sequel, a port of the game, Shade appearing in new stories, etc.

Since then, it's basically turned into a game of chicken with the copyrights. Ken believes Sega has just washed their hands of Chronicles because they don't want to deal with the legal trouble, which is honestly probably true. Meanwhile, Ken has been testing how far he can push his claims of ownership over Shade before Sega does anything, such as when he announced that Shade NFT that declared she was literally the same character as Julie-Su. (Or at least it would have if he'd ever released it.) If Sega doesn't do anything about it, then they're at risk of forfeiting the copyrights, which Ken will take as a sign that they've fully abandoned Sonic Chronicles as their property and therefore he can do whatever he wants with its elements.

So, basically, yeah, he's still just bitter and spiteful over the plot of Sonic Chronicles being based loosely on his Knuckles comics without his involvement. And to a certain extent I'd get that. Comic artists and writers are paid in table scraps and get no benefits, then they see the companies who own their work turn it into billion dollar movies and video games and mountains of merch, and they don't see a penny of those profits. They don't even tend to earn royalties off of their comics' sales. It's unfair. But while I think he deserved some form of credit and maybe some form of compensation, there's a difference between adaptation and inspiration, and Ken's just being a copyright troll here.

There's immense irony in Ken believing that Bioware's homage to Julie-Su should be seen as the same character as Julie-Su in the eyes of the law, while he's out here publishing a comic featuring K'Nox, The Legally Distinct Character Who Is Totally Not Knuckles. Also, like, one of his pet characters has always been a blatant homage to James Bond. He was out there basing Archie Sonic stories on Star Trek episodes and Superman comics and shit. My favorite Sonic story of his literally just ripped off the plot of "For the Man Who Has Everything." I don't see him out here cutting Alan Moore a check. He's nothing if not a hypocrite.