#the one downside of me never playing in the ''having children'' space with ocs is that

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i'm asking 18 from that list bc i want a whole hashed out Atom Bomb Baby family tree for my personal records

Does the character have other characters connected to them? Do you have a family tree and "offscreen" connections made up for them or do they exist in a vacuum purely for the purpose of the story?

Noah, Gabriel, Ana-Dimitri, and Adrian all claim direct lineage from Ny'arlat/Atom/You-Know-Who. Their interactions are a tangled web of timey-wimey bullshit nonsense, which is to be expected when you're dealing with, well, eldritch bullshit nonsense.

Noah and Gabriel meet each other on the Wasteland level of the Tower; Noah and Adrian meet each other on the Normandy; Ana-Dimitri and Noah do not physically meet each other because they exist in two different iterations of the Imperium but each is aware of their "shadow" (sometimes Noah feels Anadima's heretical impulses like intrusive thoughts; sometimes Anadima feels Noah's empathetic impulses in the same way). Adrian was supposed to be Ana-Dimitri and he only knows that once he reaches apotheosis and becomes unstuck from time and learns about the Imperium whose collapse gave way to the creation of his Milky Way. There is, so far, only one Gabriel, but I'm sure at some point I will find out otherwise. He just got sidelined from Atom's funky web of trickery because he was a contingency plan that turned out not to be needed.

It is logical to think of these four as siblings, being that they all come from the same father. We don't really do typical familial bonds here, though, so they don't necessarily act like siblings. Like, Noah and Adrian fuck each other. They're not the only ones, I'm sure.

The fifth member of this Atom bomb party is Samantha Toren, who is necessarily exempt from my happily incestuous rules of engagement because she belongs to the person sending me this ask, who is the expert on what it's like to have Proper Normal Siblings. Sam and Noah meet each other in pre-War America, before it is the Wasteland; she meets Gabriel later. Her daughter, Izzy Marie, is in yet another iteration of the Imperium, and I don't know if she is aware of Anadima or Noah (or vice versa). And that's all I know so far.

I'm sure there are more Atom Bomb Babies, tbh. Ny'arlat just loves his little genetic experiments (and he also loves fucking human/humanoid women to the point of insanity, like, let's just be real here). In the interest of thoroughness, I must also point to Slaanesh, who may be of an entirely different class of entity, but also... not really, considering what Sam, Adrian, and Ana-Dimitri can do/end up becoming. She's mostly a different class of entity because of how she was created. That was a fun and inspired experiment, for sure.

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Glossy And Sparkles

Day 4 of the blogversary drabble week.

Pairing: fairy!prince!yeosang×fairy!oc (Ae-Cha)

Genre: fluff, angst, best friends to lovers

Summary: they were each other's backbone and blood.

Word count: 2.5k+

Note: @nanibecute thank you for the AU suggestion and the pretty edit! I love your editing skills. The hehetmon tho😭💓💓💓💓

The fairies are really tiny. I didn't grow up watching magical things. The only fairy I know is the fairy godmother. Also, suggest to me some fairy books or movies. I would love to see what I missed as a child💓

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The sound of happy laughter was echoing in the chamber. The tiny fairies were sitting there and helping each other with their hair. All were looking pretty as always. Their skin glowed under the twinkling light that they made from their magic. 

It was the birthday of the Fairy Prince, Yeosang. The most handsome man in the finagle. Hair was like blonde silk threads, they bounced prettily when he flew in the air. He has a unique red birthmark next to his left eye that adds more luxury to his beauty. His voice that came out of his thin red lips was like heaven's sound. He also possessed a lot of magic powers. Let's not forget his pretty golden sheer wings with natural sparkles all over them; nobody had such wings ever. No matter how much one could describe him, words were never enough. 

Ae-Cha, Yeosang's only best friend, was a beautiful fairy. She wasn't as great as Yeosang but she had a golden heart. Her magic was to turn the bad into the good. No one had this magic; not even the prince held such privilege. But the downside was that she would get weaker. It wasn't like she couldn't heal from the weakness but it took time. 

Yeosang and Ae-Cha have been friends since they were children. They learned many things from each other and Yeosang only trusted her in the whole finagle. When she flew in the air, a sparkling trail of wind would appear and it only used to appear when someone held no feeling of sin in them… no hate, jealousy, anger for anything. 

Fairies often envied both of them. They were a perfect blend of pureness and rawness. All the fairy girls hated her. They were jealous for many reasons and not so surprisingly, they loathe the fact that she was so close to the prince, and the prince never looked at anybody else but Ae-Cha. 

Now here their hate made Ae-Cha sob quietly in the corner of the chamber where everyone was ready and was leaving for the feast and dance. They successfully managed to rip her pretty blue dress that matched her watery blue sheer wings with a glossy effect that was unique and only she had. 

Her magic couldn't put the dress together. She sat there sobbing while clutching her dress in her soft, fragile hands. 

…

Yeosang was looking handsome as ever. His outfit matched his wings just perfectly. He added some curls to his hair with his magic. The natural sparkles looked pretty on his hair. He wasn't excited about the feast or dance… he wanted to meet his best friend. Ae-Cha was busy preparing for the feast. She told him about her dress, that she was super excited to wear such expensive clothes for the first time. Her mother sewed them for her, especially for his birthday. 

He picked the beautiful alabastron and sprinkled some fragrance on him. His thin lips had a cute smile. Oh, he couldn't wait to see her. 

He hurried out of his chamber and joined everyone on the ground where the bonfire was lit in the middle and the table chairs were at a good distance, forming a circle around the fire and leaving enough space to dance around the fire without burning themselves. 

It looked festive. The magical bulbs were all around the area. The magical instruments played wonderful sounds. The children were playing, the ladies were setting up the food, the men were keeping everything in place, and the girl- well they ran towards him and wished him. 

After fifteen minutes, he was still standing in between the circle of girls uncomfortably. His eyes were trying to find Ae-Cha.  

Yeosang managed to get away from the girls and went to Ae-Cha's mother. "Mrs. O."

"Ah, Yeosangie~ Happy birthday! May you live longer!" Mrs. O clapped. 

"Thank you," he bowed, wings fluttering with gratefulness. "Have you seen Ae-Cha?" 

"Oh, she went to get ready in the chamber where the rest of them got ready," she pointed towards the finagle of fairy girls. 

Yeosang cussed in his mind at the realization. He bowed to Mrs. O and flew towards the chambers. 

He never trusted the girls with Ae-Cha. She never complained about them or ever thought with hate for them, the magic trail behind her indicated that enough. They have always hurt her. Mrs. O didn't know about this and always encouraged her daughter to be friends with them. 

Yeosang swiftly entered the chamber and saw Ae-Cha sitting in the corner, face towards the wall. Her wings were slumped as well as her shoulders. He could hear her sniffing. "Ae-Cha?" He softly called. 

Ae-Cha perked up and looked over her shoulder. She quickly got up and threw herself in his arms. She sobbed there for a while as he caressed her head. He saw the shreds of the clothes behind her.

It's not the first time he held her crying like this. It happened many times before. He remembered when Ae-Cha came to him in the middle of the night.

It was dark but a little glowing body sat on the floor next to Yeosang's bed. He got up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes away. With the snap of his fingers, the magic bulb turned on showing Ae-Cha's violently trembling body. 

"Good mother of fairies! What happened to you?" He stood up and picked her up and made her sit in the bed. 

"I-it hurts," her voice barely made it to his ears. 

Then Yeosang saw the bruises all over her. Her cheekbone was swollen and turned purple. The corner of her lip was bleeding as well as her nose. Her arms and legs were bruised too. 

Yeosang gasped when he saw a tear in her beautiful wings. His mind burned with anger. He didn't need to be told who did this. He knows. 

With his magic powers, he healed her. But the wing, well it was healed but she wasn't able to fly as high as she normally would without help. He knew that it bothered her but she never said a word instead she kept her beautiful smile and flew here and there. 

"We can fix it. Don't worry," Yeosang kissed her hair. 

He helped her sit on a chair and then collected all the pieces of clothes and set them in a pile. He mumbled something and then placed his hands on the pile. In a few seconds, the clothes were in his hands, just as new. 

Yeosang smiled and looked at her and gave her the dress. Ae-Cha's wings fluttered with utter happiness. She giggled and hugged him again. 

"Thank you… you always save me," she mumbled on his shoulder. 

"You are my best friend, why won't I help you?" He sniffed the peachy scent of her hair. "Get dressed. I wanna eat chicken and dance with you."

Ae-Cha went into the changing room and came out looking like a princess. She twirled around and looked at the prince. "So? How do I look?" 

"Do I even need to say? Just beautiful," he smiled. 

"Thank you!" 

…

The fairies joined the feast. The other fairies were more jealous than ever. Ae-Cha looked different than everyone. The sparkling trail was taunting them as they knew that she still didn't hate anyone. 

Yeosang and Ae-Cha ate a lot. They could feel their food bellies trying to get out of their clothes. The music changed to a more romantic vibe. 

"Ae-Cha… dance with me?" Yeosang nervously asked. 

Ae-Cha smiled and linked her arm with his. They both paddled where everyone was dancing and joined the circle. His one hand was resting gently on her waist and the other was laced with her hand. She was holding his shoulder and hands. 

Their wings glowed and sparkled with affection. This always happened when they were this close, consumed at the moment. As the music and the night got old, they were lost in each other's eyes– cheeks dusty red.

There was much more in their friendship. So much love… probably more than normally friends have. It was scary to admit. Friendships are as fragile as glass; it won't take time to break and shatter with one mistake. That was what kept them from committing. They longed for each other's company, warmth, and scent. They grabbed onto every chance to sneak glances and spend time together. 

Five years old Yeosang was sitting on a leaf of a grapevine. His cheeks were tear-stained and his eyes were swollen. He was upset with four years old Ae-Cha. She went to visit her mother's mother. The granny lived two hours away. There was no one to play with Yeosang. She didn't even tell him that she was going. 

He knocked at her door only to see her father coming out with an apologetic face. He sobbed harder. He missed her. But he knew it wasn't her fault that she didn't tell him because he was away for a couple of days. But that's what made it worse, he was away and came home sooner to see her. He wanted her. 

…

Ten years old Ae-Cha was nervous. Her breath picked up its pace and her pores started sweating. Her soft eyes were looking over everyone but were trying to find one pair of eyes. She was standing on the little stage. The other country's fairies visited them as usual and this year Ae-Cha was supposed to welcome them, on the King's order. Finally, after five minutes, her eyes fell on the prince. He was standing by the door at the back, holding magical words that only she could see—

"I know you are gonna do great! Just look at me and start<;3"

The speech was better than ever. The King was proud of her heartwarming speech. This happened only because Yeosang was there for her. 

…

It was raining hard, something twelve years old Ae-Cha was afraid of. The school organized the trip near the beach. But the rain made it all scary, especially because it was night too. 

Yeosang glanced out of his window and saw how the rising water of the ocean was hitting the land aggressively. So he got up and wore the slippers that Ae-Cha made for him in her arts and crafts class. 

Just as he opened the door of his room which he was sharing with three others, he saw her trembling body, head on her knees. She was sitting on the clammy floor. 

"Cha. Come here," he helped her up and brought them to the lounge area of his floor. "Who are you here? I thought you would be in your room."

"Th-they won't let me in," she sobbed on his shoulder. 

Yeosang felt bad. He was mature enough to know that his fairies were cruel to his best friend. Not only that, but it meant that his country will be considered bad if others know about this. He was gonna sit on the throne next. He was worried. 

"Can w-we stay here?" She asked. 

He nodded and hugged her closer to his warm body and fell asleep on the uncomfortable sofa.

Memories…

It is something that goes with you to your grave. And these memories, some bitter and some sweet, are stuck with them now when they were celebrating Yeosang's twenty-first birthday.

They felt like they were reliving the memories but in most of them, they comforted or longed for each other. There was no in-between. 

"How about we go somewhere else?" Yeosang asked. 

"This is your feast," she looked around. 

"Hmm. But I feel better when I am with you… alone…" their blushes deepened. 

"Okay."

…

The magic bulbs were surrounding them as they were sitting on the grapevine. The same grapevine where they have spent hours and hours talking and playing. 

"Happy fourteenth birthday, Ae-Cha!!!" Yeosang clapped as she blew the candle. "Here is your gift."

Ae-Cha took the gift from him and opened it neatly, trying not to ruin the wrapper. She gasped when she saw it. There was a thick glass frame with Ae-Cha and Yeosang's pictures carved into it. It was when they first met each other. She was two and he was three. It was a blurry but a great memory. 

…

Yeosang hurt his knee when he was trying to put together the blockhouse for Ae-Cha. But ended up falling face down and all the blocks on his back. 

Ae-Cha softly scolded him with the cutest pout ever, "Sangie~ why would you do that? You could have used your magic and assembled it," her wings' glow dulled and slumped with hurt. As she was sitting in front of him on the leaf. 

"Sorry… I wanted to do something myself for you…" he pouted.

"It's okay… seeing you is enough for me. You don't have to do something like that for me… but I appreciate the effort," she kissed his cheek, causing their wings to glow brighter than ever. 

"Hmm. This is all I wanted for my birthday," Yeosang laid down and perched his head on her lap. 

"Mhm. Your father might get angry…" she threaded through his hair. 

"He said I can do whatever makes me happy… and spending time with you like this is what I love the most in this world," he looked at her and sat back again in front of her. "Ae-Cha…"

"Yeah?"

"You know that you're my best friend. Right?" 

"Mhm."

"I care for you more than anything in this world… I can't spend even one day without being with you," he held her hands. 

"Why are you saying that?" Her wings nervously moved at her back. 

"... Because I want you to know," he clutched her hand harder. 

"Why?" She whispered. 

"Because I want you…" he let out. He was afraid that this might end their friendship but he had to take the risk. 

"You have me…" 

"No… more than that. I want you to be mine. I feel more than just a friend… I love you more than just a friend," he did not stutter. 

Ae-Cha's wings glowed more than ever. The glossiness shined through her wings. Her skin glowed with a deep red blush. That was enough for him to know that the feeling was mutual. So his wings reacted the same. The golden of his wings shined and sparkles increased. 

"You do too, right?" Yeosang cupped her face. "Please, tell me you do," he whispered. 

"I do…" she whispered. 

Yeosang's face came closer and closer to her until their noses were touching. Their hearts were beating faster. He looked into her eyes, "can I kiss you?" 

"Yes please," she barely whispered, and Yeosang's lips landed on hers. They tasted so sweet. Their soft and glossy lips moved in amateur movement. This was their first ever kiss but they got hold of it quickly. It felt like they were meant to be touched like this. 

The sky shined brighter as they glowed more and more with overflowing love. Their songs fluttered and then they flew in the air while kissing deeply. They let out their pent-up need. 

When they couldn't breathe, they let go but still held each other closer. Their heads were resting against each other. 

"You make me so happy… it was easier than I thought," Yeosang giggled. "I love you."

"I love you too…" 

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