#they're going to end up having split custody of you

[impish-baby]

OK, I came up with this idea and I would love your take on it. How about a yandere hero and yandere villain duo for a vigilante who is newer to the game and is close to anti-hero territory?(possibly killing people)(I keep picturing the hero blaming the villain for all of the reader’s faults)

Totally fine if you don’t want to do this

-🌙

You're not as brave as you where at the start - platonic yandere villian and hero x vigilante reader - 🎭

"You bastard."

Eos seems completely unfazed by the snarled insult, inspecting their nails like the city's number one hero wasnt glaring daggers at them. It's scary, Nyx could squish your head like a grape if he wanted to but they act like he's nothing but a pest.

"Please be mindful of the child in the vicinity if you're going to use such foul language." They tut, shaking their head at the hero's uncouth behavior. "Honestly.."

Nyx sputters, glancing between you both in disbelief, it makes you wish the ground would just upon up and swallow you whole. It's bad enough you're on the radar for being a vigilante, the last thing you need is to be associated with Eos.

"Y- You're going to try to tell me off for cursing when you murdered someone in front of them?" Nyx clenches his fists, "Bullshit! You dont have any right to act all holier than thou to me."

A plethora of emotions rage through your mind, heart stopping terror at first then confusion at the accusation thrown at the villian.

Eos obviously knows by the way they shoot you a wink before regarding the hero again, "Oh, that? A silly little mistake." They place a hand over their heart in a show of remorse, "Poor dear just showed up at a bad time. Truly a pity.."

It looks like nyx is going to pop a blood vessel with how hard he's clenching his jaw, a vein bulging out in the man's forehead. You can't help but shrink behind Eos at the sight of his anger, the villain happily accepting being your shield for the present moment. Nyx looks.. almost hurt when you shy away from him, faltering in his aggressive demeanor.

"O- Oh, kid, I'm sorry. Why don't you just come here? I know they may have made it seem like they're your friend, but I promise you, they aren't." Eros frowns, scooping you into their arms so you can't go anywhere, not like you would've in the first place.

"How rude, trying to poison my own child's view of me. Not very heroic.."

The furry on Nyx's face is indescribable as he unsheathes his sword. "Excuse me?"

[woso-dreamzzz]

Flag VI

Barcelona Femení x Child!Reader

Summary: You go for a visit to see the Barcelona team

Ingrid ignores the odd looks she gets as she and Mapi step into the locker room.

She walks straight up to Caro, a smug grin on her face.

"I've got The Baby!" She says gleefully, rocking her body side to side as you giggle.

"Mapi," Patri whispers," That's not a baby. Your girlfriend knows that, right?"

"That's y/n," Mapi says in answer, hanging up her bag," She's Frida and her girlfriend's daughter. Ingrid's her auntie."

"Maanum, right? That Frida? What's she doing in Barcelona?"

"They're having a little visit before they go to Tenerife. Ingrid volunteered us for a sleepover last night."

Patri winces. "Was it bad?"

"She's delightful actually," Mapi answers," Ate all her dinner without complaints and had a cup of warm milk before bed. Most well behaved kid I've ever met."

"Caro!" You say happily," Caro! Caro! Caro!"

Caro smiles a bit awkwardly at all the attention, at the way you're trying to fling yourself out of Ingrid's grip and into Caro's arms.

"Hey, squish," She says," You're looking good."

"Caro!" You continue," Caro, cuddles, please!"

Caro takes you from a slightly put-out Ingrid's arms, bouncing you stiffly for a moment as you try to attach yourself to her.

It looks like Marta is trying to force herself not to coo at the sweet scene as you babble at Caro, rushing through everything that's happened in your life since you last saw her.

"This is so unfair," Ingrid complains as she sits down in her cubby, arms crossed over her chest as she watches longingly while you show off your new Barcelona shirt to Caro and Marta," I'm the one that she had the sleepover with. I can't believe she's gone to Caro...Again!"

"Again?" Pina snickers.

"Caro's her favourite at camp too," Ingrid continues," I don't understand how! I'm the one that always buys her new toys! I spoil her!"

"You're jealous of Caro because she's getting more attention from a child?"

"You don't understand, Jana," Ingrid says dismissively," Squish...Y/n...She's...She's such a little sweetheart and she's so nice and she has so much love to give."

"Mama says Caro has a soft spot for Maanums," You're telling Marta as you happily soak up the attention," And that if I'm scared at camp and can't find her or auntie Ingrid, I have to go to Caro because she's responsible and won't let anything happen to me."

Caro's face glows red at the statement and she tries not to meet the teasing eyes of her girlfriend.

"And you really like Caro a lot, huh?"

"Uh-huh! Caro is the best at cutting up my food small!"

"Really? What else is she good at?"

"She makes sure I'm wearing my hat when it's snowing at camp! And! And last camp, she took me to the vending machine to get cookies! But you can't tell my Mama because I wasn't meant to have any."

Marta laughs. "I won't." She grins at Caro, bumping her girlfriend with her hip. "I didn't know you were so good with kids."

"I'm not," Caro says stiffly," Just The Baby. She's cool."

"I think you're cool too, Caro!" You giggle.

Ingrid doesn't end up with custody of you again until after lunch when Caro goes off on a phone call and Ingrid can snatch you up again without anyone getting in the way.

You giggle as she litters kisses on your cheeks.

"There's my squish again!" Ingrid laughs," You came back to me!"

"Ingrid," You giggle, feet kicking out instinctively," I always come back!"

"Oh! I missed you so much!" She pulls you into a hug that you reciprocate quickly.

After Frida and Emma, you think Ingrid gives the best hugs. Even better hugs than Emma's dog Jordan and he's one of your favourite huggers in the world.

"And who's this little girl?"

"Alexia, this is my niece, y/n. Squish, this is Alexia, she's the captain of Barcelona."

You frown. "Like how Kim's the Arsenal captain?"

"Exactly like that."

You grin, face splitting open as you show off your dimples. "Hi, Spanish Kim! Oh...er...Ingrid...what was her name again?"

"Alexia."

"Hi, Alexia! It's nice to meet you."

Alexia can't help but smile as you hold your little hand out for her to shake.

"It's nice to meet you too, y/n. I didn't know Ingrid had a niece."

"She and my Mama are friends!" You explain," But we don't see each other a lot because I live in Sweden."

Alexia pulls up a chair, settling into it and leaning a bit closer so she can hear your properly.

"Really?"

"Yeah with Mummy and our dog Jordan. But then Mama brings me to Norway when I'm on camp so I can see Ingrid and Caro! They say I'm the team baby!"

Alexia laughs. "That sounds about right, you're still very little."

"I start school soon," You tell her, puffing out your chest," And Mapi told me last night that I'm a growing girl!"

Alexia nods along. "Of course you are! And you know what growing girls get in Barcelona?"

"No?" Your eyes go wide. "What do they get?"

"They get to choose things out of the vending machine!" Alexia tells you seriously as she offers her hand," Do you want to pick some stuff out with me?"

Ingrid sighs deeply as Mapi snickers. "Next time we get her for a sleepover, we're not coming into training the next day."

[cars2-renaissance]

Oh shit you guys I woke up this morning with another headcanon. Ughhhhhhhh this one really fucked me up. I’m gonna post it under a cut cause theres discussion about death and su*cidal ideation and it’s just super depressing. So please don’t read if you’re not in a good headspace.

I think this is the worst one yet. It's just pain.

So I always noticed that Finn is really quiet in Big Ben when they're tied up. Mater is talking back to the lemons and engaging with them but Finn is COMPLETELY silent.

Now maybe it's cause he's an experienced agent and knows not to open his big mouth. But when has Finn ever not been on the spot with these jokers? Why is he so quiet and resigned here?

He's resigned! He doesn't even try to escape. He's glad that Mater makes it out (maybe??) but after that, he's just like oh well guess I'll die?

Finn is incredibly crafty with cheating death. I mean just look at the oil rig scene. Even after the extreme shock of seeing Leland dead, he's still able to make split second decisions to save himself and make it out. And that was when it was just his life on the line! He doesn't even seem to care about Holley's life at all in this scene! And this is the same car who seemed genuinely gutted by seeing the wgp racers getting their engines blown in the second race, these random strangers he doesn't know. You can't tell me he doesn't care about others!

So what the FUCK did they do to him to break him that much??

Well. They had him prisoner and while they kept Mater gassed the whole time in between races, we don't know what happened to Finn or Holley. We don't know that they were unconscious the entire time. But we do know certain among the lemons are complete sadists. I've wondered for a while if they filmed what they did to Leland. Zündapp wasn't there for it and he seemed to take personal satisfaction in the aftermath. It's completely plausible that Grem recorded the whole thing even to just show the professor later.

But you know who they would take particular delight in showing a snuff tape of Leland Turbo to?

Finn.

And that would be enough to keep him quiet in Big Ben, to want nothing more than to die there, crushed to death just like Leland, because he deserved it after not getting there in time to save him. He wanted to die there so bad that even Holley's life didn't matter. And when he did get out of that situation (thanks to Holley), the only thing on his mind was going after Zündapp.

They just found out there is an actual bomb attached to Mater and he's heading for a highly populated civilian area IN LONDON FOR CRYING OUT LOUD; this is likely Finn's home town. You'd think he'd stop at nothing to go take care of that situation and not leave it to the total newbie.

But no. He is out for BLOOD against Zündapp. Holley can save London—who CARES about London or any of these cars he's gotten close to over the past two weeks—Zündapp is on the loose and Finn is not going to let that slide. He puts himself in deaths door yet again to catch this motherfucker. He barely flinches while getting heavy artillery shot at him. And his grand solution at the end is to blow them all the fuck up.

The size of that explosion SHOULD have killed them all. Finn was more than willing to kill himself if it meant Zündapp died with him, plus Tony Trihull who at this point he probably knows is the location of Leland's death. They can all just get blown to hell.

But he and Zündapp survive somehow—I don't think the same can be said for Trihull—and we see them later, finally pulling up to the races. We also see that Zündapp is completely tangled in Finn's grapple lines in ways that could only be possible if he was flipped around multiple times in all directions. Finn got him to the bomb site but not before beating the ever loving shit out of him. He is FURIOUS and doesn't bat an eye when Holley tases a car in full custody. Because it's Zündapp, and Finn only just stopped short of killing him.

Finn is a hot mess throughout the movie. He takes unbelievable risks and pulls ridiculous stunts. BUT he always has it pretty under control and above all, he shows genuine care for those around him. But there is a definite shift in his values and goals after Big Ben. There's a real possibility that it's because he had to watch Leland die in that window of time.

I hate this headcanon so much but I had to write it out this morning

This was all just off the top of my head a few minutes after waking up, haunted by this headcanon, so I’ll go back and rewatch the scene to see if anything sticks out to me. I’ve combed over the opening of the movie so many times to analyse it but I want to go over the Big Ben scene again to comb over it too cause it’s got a lot packed into it.

But yeah. Happy Valentine’s Day y’all!

[luckystrawberrycheesecake]

I had been re-reading "The Third Gift" by @anotheroceanid and a couple of stories and headcanons about Athenide, I had been wondering, other then Athenide's condition as a goddess, what if Athenide was born a infant instead of a fully grown goddess?

And not a regular infant goddess but one that grew at the same pace as that of a mortal child before she stops aging in her late teenage years but regardless, still has a adult mind, and is self aware and such - similar to how reborn child protagonists in isekai genre in anime and manhwa are? Like manhwa such as Arthur from The Beginning After the End, Caliope from Lady Baby, Athanasia from Who Made Me a Princess and Enisha from Beloved Little Princess are.

Can you imagine Zeus's headache? As Athenide's custody would be far from simple and something that he can't easily fix by splitting custody of Athenide with Athenide living with one parent for one half of the year and then living with the other parent for reminder of the year. Instead it includes meetings, custody arrangements, parenting plans and agreements that would change overtime as Athenide grows older before custody plans and arrangements fully set when she stops aging at sixteen.

Can you imagine the highs and lows that Athena and Poseidon would experience in raising Athenide as an infant? To be able to experience the joys of raising a child from infancy, the first and only experience time they would experience this as for Athena, all her other children that she would have in the future, are all mortal and due to the laws, she is unable to raise them herself even if she wanted to. A similar sentiment goes for Poseidon as like Athena, he can't raise his mortal children due to the laws and for his other children, gods and goddesses they grow and mature fast within a blink of an eye.

Imagine the envy all the other gods and goddesses would have on Athena and Poseidon as Athenide grows at the same pace to that of mortals, letting Athena and Poseidon to be able to cherish and savor Athenide's youth unlike that of other gods and goddesses's divine children that grows so fast that they aren't able to fully enjoy the childhood of divine offspring? Or maybe not having the enjoy it at all as some divine children are born fully grown and they don't get to experience it? I mean they're are their demigod children who due to being mortals, grow at mortal pace and all but they can't really raise them and experience the joys of parenthood when they're are laws preventing them from being in their mortal kid's lives. Because of this, the envy the other gods and goddesses would have on Poseidon and Athena would be immense!

And imagine the hardships and struggles of co-parenting that Poseidon and Athena would experience and face respectively and for different reasons Like for Athena, it that she's struggling as a new mom, a mom to a infant goddess at that and goddesses such as Hestia amd Demeter helping her out with Demeter becoming a secondary mother to Athenide and Athenide being a second Persephone figure to her, while Persephone is with Hades.

And how about, instead of falling head over heels in love with Athenide straight away, how about a slow burn for Apollo? However before Apollo could act on it, Athena as Athenide grows older and more lovelier with Athenide gradually growing up into her teenage years, Athena start rounding up oaths and all from all the other gods and goddesses in order for her to protect Athenide. Sure I know in other Athenide stories, Athena had done it earlier and such but in my take of the Athenide universe with Athenide being born a infant and all, I imagine that Athena didn't have to worry about such things like gods going after Athenide until Athenide reached her adolescent years.

Like imagine the storylines that would come from a coming of age story about a goddess before you know, Athenide's eventual death and rebirth in the Athenide universe. Anyway apologies about this ramble, had been on my mind for some time!

[luxaryllis]

hi!! if you're accepting requests rn could you pls write just pure angst of azul with a younger sibling who he was super close to before, but when their parents got divorced they grew distant bc the sibling went to live with their dad instead of with him and his mom. then a few years later sibling ends up attending nrc and azul recognizes them and is excited to talk to them again only to discover that they're not the same as before.

rlly loved your scared younger sibling fics. they gave me chest pains bc of how damn sad they were. keep up the good work :)

Brother Knows Best

Note: OMG!! What is this!? I, Lux, FINALLY finishing something and posting it?! Has a miracle truly happened?!

Anyway, I'll just write the sibling of this one as a year younger than Azul, and the sibling was also be an octopus merfolk. I'm going to mention the reader having interests in some stuff, so please don't get offended if it doesn't apply to you. You can always just replace the traits I put as a trait of yours!

And imma just use Ashengrotto as the family name, cuz idk if Ashengrotto was the last name of Azul's bio father, or step-father, or the maiden name of his mother.

Warning/s: Parents divorcing, Split custody, Angst, Spoilers to Azul's backstory and past, Spoilers to Azul's Ceremonial Robes vignettes, Reader is mentioned to have somewhat similar features to Azul (specific features aren't specified), Tell me if I missed anything

Full post under the cut!

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"Big brother! Why are you crying?" A slightly smaller mer-octopus swam closer with a concerned expression.

Azul, who was hiding in an octopus pot, looked up to his sweet and innocent little sibling. The 7-year-old boy's eyes soften, and Azul knew that it was only a matter of time before his baby sibling, [Name], would go through all the bullying and teasing as well.

But Azul didn't want that. He wanted [Name]'s cute smile to last forever. He wanted [Name] to not have to see and experience the horrors of simply being themself. He wanted to protect [Name] from everything and everyone who dared hurt them.

Azul's heart squeezed in his chest as he realizes that he can't. He can't protect [Name]. Azul couldn't even protect himself! He truly was... a weak, dumb, slow little octopus...

Tormented by his thoughts, Azul continued sobbing, hiding further into the octopus pot, hiding his chubby face from his little sibling.

"Don't look at me!!" Azul cries out, accidentally spitting out ink from his tentacles, staining the waters around them. The mess caused Azul to cry even more, the ugly black liquids reminding him of what the other kids told him.

[Name] frowns softly, they didn't know why their big brother was upset. The younger mer-octopus moves closer to the octo-pot, trying to coax their older brother to come out.

"Zul-ie.. what's wrong? I don't like seeing you sad..."

Upon receiving no response, the younger child purses their lips in a pout.

"Come onnn...! Mom and dad made dinner! They made fried chicken! Your favorite!!"

---

"Big brother!! Look, look! Wanna hear this song I learned on the piano?!"

Piano keys played a gorgeous melody under [Name]'s fingers, and Azul watched with wide eyes full of wonder and pride. Azul felt a small sense of envy in him, but he couldn't find it in himself to acknowledge the jealousy, because Azul was too proud of his younger sibling to do that.

And yet...

As [Name] learned more and more, Azul couldn't help but feel... left behind.

As though [Name] doesn't need him anymore.

But... but that isn't true right? [Name] needs Azul... right...?

As days and years pass by, nagging feelings of envy and worthlessness bubble up in Azul as he watches his sibling shine.

'I should be proud of them,' he thinks to himself as his mind wanders while he was studying.

---

'Mom and dad don't love each other anymore...'

Those were the thoughts in the two siblings' heads while they listened to their parents argue for what felt like the umpteenth time. And today, it seemed as though everyone in the house had finally had enough of the screams and shouts.

Around a month or so later, the Ashengrotto family were in court, for a divorce trial. It was a somewhat long process, but the judge's words hit the two children like a truck.

"Mrs. Ashengrotto is to be given custody over Azul Ashengrotto. Whilst Mr. Ashengrotto is to be given custody over [Name] Ashengrotto."

When the Ashengrotto family split up, Azul and [Name] were desperately trying to stay together. It went to the point that their parents had to pull the crying siblings apart because [Name] and their father had to leave.

"Big brother!!! NO!!"

"[Name]!!! Don't leave me please!!"

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"DON'T LEAVE ME!!"

Azul wakes up with a start, sitting up from the bed with wide eyes and heavy breathing. His hair was frazzled in a bedhead, and he quickly looks around.

The Octavinelle Dorm Leader recognizes his dorm room, and breathes a sigh. Not one of relief, but one of exhaustion. Azul reaches to his bedside table and takes his glasses, putting them on as he checks the clock. 5 am.

Next to the clock, Azul sees the small picture he placed. A family picture of him, his mother, his father, and his younger sibling. It was taken before his parents had divorced. When they were all happy...

Azul stares at his younger sibling in the picture, yearning to see them again. He reaches out a bit, but stops himself and shakes his head. 'Now is not the time', he thinks to himself. He shakily stands up and starts getting ready for the welcoming ceremony of the new first years of NRC.

Azul leaves the room and passes by Jade and Floyd's shared room. The house-warden could hear Floyd's complaining through the door and he sighs, knocking on the door and speaking.

"Floyd, would you stop complaining? Jade and I have to get ready for the Welcoming Ceremony, and you and the others have to start preparing for the welcome party for our new first years."

Almost immediately, Floyd replies with a slight whiney tone. "Says the person who wasn't wrung out like a rag for some lotion! I can barely walk!!" Azul could almost hear the pout in Floyd's voice and sighs in exasperation, listening to Jade trying to calm his brother down.

Deciding to leave the twin eels alone, Azul starts to walk away and head to the Lounge to make sure the preparations are going smoothly. As he walked, his mind can't help but wander to thoughts like if he and his own younger sibling would have a similar dynamic to Jade and Floyd. Hm, or would their dynamic be more like Idia's and Ortho's? Likely not, perhaps.

These thoughts weighed in Azul's mind, and he feels himself shaking his head, trying to rid himself of those thoughts. He hasn't seen his younger sibling for a long time; but Azul certainly hopes that [Name] didn't have such a drastic change like he did.

For some reason, Azul couldn't bear the thought of his previously happy-go-lucky and outgoing [Name] to be anything else other than such a happy mer-octopus. It was wishful thinking, but what kind of older brother would he be if he didn't wish only the best for his younger sibling?

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When the time came for the Welcoming Ceremony to begin, the Housewardens (exceot for Malleus Draconia, who likely didn't receive the invitation, Azul thinks) were all lined in a circle surrounding the mirror, waiting for students to be sorted into their own dorms.

As each student was being sorted to their dorms, Azul takes the time to look at each student that seemed to catch his attention. None seemed very relevant thus far, maybe a few people he could exploit here and there.

"Next student!"

A student dressed in the NRC Ceremonial Robes stepped out of the crowd of the unsorted first-years. Their hood was on and casting a shadow down their face as they walked towards the mirror.

"State thy name." The mirror said when the student stepped up.

Suddenly, the student spoke a name that ran a shiver down Azul's spine. A name that Azul never thought he would hear no matter how much he wished to hear.

"[Name] Ashengrotto."

Jade raised an eyebrow and turned to Azul curiously, and some other students who recognized the last name also snuck some glances to the Octavinelle Dormleader. Azul could vaguely hear Idia's voice through the floating tablet, saying things like, 'Plot twist?!', but he paid no heed to it.

Azul's eyes were wide, and his mouth was lightly agape in surprise. His younger sibling... studying in NRC?!?

Questions ran through Azul's head in that moment. How is his younger sibling doing? Do they still like to play the piano? Or perhaps they still continued collecting those sea shells? Did [Name] still want to be a singer when they grew up? Do they still enjoy chasing their tentacles like a dog liked chasing its tail? Do they still have that same smile they always did; the one that brightened any room they were in and made their eyes glimmer like the stars land-folk liked to gaze at?

The Dark Mirror spoke again, "The shape of they soul is..."

Azul was beside himself with worry and anticipation. What dorm would his younger sibling be sorted into?

'Octavinelle, Octavinelle, Octavinelle', Azul chanted in his head, hoping for the Dark Mirror to sort [Name] in the dorm he was in.

"... Octavinelle!"

It took almost everything in Azul not to let out a sigh of relief, but he was celebrating in his mind. Suddenly remembering that he was the Dorm Leader of Octavinelle, he stepped up and made himself known to his beloved younger sibling.

Azul mustered up an amicable smile (and those who knew him were rather surprised at how genuine Azul's smile looked), and spoke. "Welcome to Octavinelle, right this way please."

[Name], not having realized who the person underneathe the hood was, nodded and walked to the crowd of Octavinelle students, waiting for the Welcoming Ceremony to be over.

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After a rather tiring Welcoming Ceremony, with an entire fire getting started by a racoon-cat-monster named Grim, all the students (save for that one student who couldn't get sorted to a dorm) were allowed to leave and go back to their respective dorms.

The Octavinelle first-years were granted a delicious meal and celebration, and were all briefed on their duties in the Mostro Lounge. The entire time, Azul kept sneaking glances at [Name], which wasn't really left unnoticed by the twins or by [Name] themself.

Azul eventually mustered up the courage to approach his younger sibling and struck up a conversation.

"[Name], it's very nice to see you..! I'm Azul, remember? Your older brother?" Azul's voice was one of slight anxiety, did [Name] eveb remember him? It has been a while since they last even heard from each other..

[Name] turns to look at Azul and nods a bit, smiling a little. "Ah, right. It's so nice to see you again, Zulie."

Being referred to his favorite childhood nickname made Azul smile softly, but he couldn't shake off the surprise at seeing the change of demeanor in [Name]. Back when they were younger, [Name] was much more outgoing and enthusiastic compared to this [Name], who seemed to want to curl up in a ball when someone else tried making conversation with them.

Not even their smile fully reached their eyes anymore. Just what had happened to his beloved younger sibling in the time he was gone?

Internally hoping that his younger sibling hadn't changed too much, Azul tried to continue the conversation. "Ah, do you.. still play the piano?"

[Name] shook their head and smiled a little sheepishly in reply. "Oh, no I don't anymore. Atleast, not as often as before. I still play it occasionally, but I don't exactly find it as fun now."

"What about collecting sea shells? Surely, you still find that enjoyable?"

"Dad and I lived in a more colder part of the ocean, and there weren't a lot of sea shells to collect. So, no, not really."

"Ahh, I see... what do you like doing nowadays, then, [Name]?"

"Oh, well..." [Name] then proceeds to tell their older brother of their interests; though most (if not all) the things the younger Ashengrotto listed were things Azul weren't very interested in.

Regardless, Azul nods in understanding, trying not to mind how much his sibling had changed.

The next few weeks after that, Azul had found it hard to approach [Name]. Why? Well, maybe it was because of the fact that his younger sibling had grown rather attached to the Ramshackle prefect and a certain trouble-making trio (Ace, Deuce, and Grim).

Azul had enough of it, seeing his younger sibling get roped into trouble from their group of friends. When [Name] had came back to the dorm with the Heartslabyul's dorm leader's collar on them, Azul had to pull his younger sibling aside to talk.

"[Name], may I ask exactly why you have Riddle's collar on you? What did your friends bring you into this time?" Azul asked [Name] as they spoke in Azul's office. Azul was looking at his beloved younger sibling with furrowed brows and a scrutinizing expression.

[Name] replied, "It's a.. long story, big brother. Yuu, Ace, Deuce, Grim, and I were at Heartslabyul's Unbirthday Party. Dorm Leader Rosehearts got mad at us and collared us and kicked us out of the party because a rule was broken.."

Azul sighs in disappointment and exasperation. He can't believe his younger sibling associated themself with such troublemakers.

"[Name], honestly, why do you even hang out with such people?! They're getting you into trouble!"

[Name] tries to defend themself, "They don't mean to! And I can't just stand by and watch as my friends suffer on their own!"

Azul starts to get a little frustrated. Can't they see, those group of 'friends' as [Name] calls them are terrible influences. It's only a matter of time before they start using [Name] for their own benefit, Azul is sure about that. After all, [Name] has always been rather straightforward in the way that they won't hesitate to help (such values were strange to see in a school like Night Raven College). And Azul knew what happened to people like that; they get exploited, wrung out like a rag, draining them out until there's nothing left to give.

If [Name]'s friends were anything like the other students of NRC (like how Azul would treat his 'clients'), it would be so, so much worse for [Name]. Oh, Azul could practically see it now; it'll start small, like helping out with homework or lending some money. Eventually, it'll be like his younger sibling got the life and kindness sucked out of them, leaving them burnt out like a poor, unfortunate soul!

And Azul can't and won't let his beloved younger sibling go through that. He won't let [Name] fall from grace so terribly like the people who've broken their end of the deal with him.

And that is what Azul tells [Name] (leaving out the parts that paint Azul as the scheming businessman he is, of course) in an effort and attempt to dissuade his sibling from staying friends with their troublemaking friends.

"Don't you see, my dear sibling? They're only using you and their troublemaking schemes would run your student record through the mud. They're getting you involved in so much drama and troubles, and as your older brother, I'd hate for you to be surrounded by such terrible influences," Azul says.

[Name] frowns a bit. Azul worded it as though they hadn't done anything wrong, which wasn't all that far from the truth, though. However, [Name] also knew that Azul was thinking that they were being dragged against their will to help out, which they weren't.

"Big brother... I'm helping out willingly, because I want to. Besides, they're my friends. Didn't the Sea Witch always help other people? We're Octavinelle students, we must always follow the Sea Witch's values."

[Name] replies. The facts about Octavinelle and the Sea Witch were things that the younger Ashengrotto used to try convincing Azul to let them go.

Azul clicks his tongue, his eyes narrowing as he pushes up his glasses that were starting to fall a bit. "Then perhaps you should try getting better, more behaved friends instead of the ones you have right now. What happened to the well-behaved [Name] I used to know?" Azul mutters under his breath, but [Name] could still hear Azul's words.

[Name] frowns at the last question. "What 'happened' is that life happened, Azul. Not everyone stays the same! I've changed!!"

Azul, however, has difficulty getting behind the thought, shaking his head in denial, "Then change back!! [Name], I want the old you! The one who'd listen and trust me without a second thought! The one who was dependent on me! The one who actually made me feel special!!"

That was the last straw for [Name]. They have grown tired of their older brother trying to keep them the same as they used to when they were a child. Can't Azul just let go of the past? "Well that [Name] is gone!! I'm independent now, Azul! I'm not a child! Stop treating me like one!"

[Name] shouts in a burst of anger, before their eyes widen, not having expected themself to actually blow up like that. Not necessarily regretting it, though, the young Ashengrotto quickly turns away and leaves Azul's office, ignoring their older brother's shouts for them to come back.

---

Azul breathes heavily as he falls to his knees, watching as his younger sibling walks away from him, closing the door behind them. The sight can't help but remind Azul of the time when he and [Name] were separated; just this time, [Name] was being pulled away by their 'friends' instead of their father.

Azul can't believe this!! Did [Name] really just walk away from him?! After everything Azul did in hopes of having his dearest sibling back?! How dare they!

How dare they change! How dare they change so much to the point Azul barely recognizes them! How dare they move on from the past so quickly, as if it didn't bother them! And how dare they even think of choosing their friends over him!

How dare they make him cry! How dare they say words that hurt far more than when those pesky merfolk would bully him!! How dare they leave him there, with tears falling down his eyes and with a heart aching for family!

How dare they, how dare they, how dare they!!

Azul takes a deep breath of resolution, his eyes narrowing behind the glint of his glasses. Never mind, then. He'll show them, he just knows it.

Azul calls the Leech twins over to the office, preparing to make a plan for the upcoming exam season, a list of specific names he wants them to target.

He'll show [Name]. He'll show them that he's right. That big brother knows best.

[mylordshesacactus]

The Barrissoka Fusion You Never Knew You Wanted

So in celebration of FINALLY rounding out the originally-planned slate of barrissoka Disney AU/fusion challenge fics, I thought I'd put together a masterlist for those of you who are new, returning, or just never got around to them when they were first posted!

By sheer good luck, there are an even split of AU types--three fusions (ie, Star Wars characters adapted to a non-GFFA setting), and three alternate timelines (where the core setting is the same, but events developed differently--in this case, in a way analogous to the core plot of the movie the challenge was based on.).

Fusions

Through The Darkness And The Shadows

Setting: Fantasy-Medieval AU: Beauty and the Beast

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young princess lived in a shining castle…

It'll Sound Like A Promise

Setting: Fantasy-Medieval (Scotland Redux) AU: Brave

A clan leader’s heir had to strive for perfection. That was why Ahsoka was currently hiding in a tree.

Look To The Sky With Hope

Setting: Pirates/Fantasy Age of Sail AU: Pirates of the Caribbean (62k, 5 chapters)

Anakin Skywalker. Every sailor knows that name. Captain of the ghost ship Twilight, ferryman of the dead. Some say he preys on merchantmen, out of vengeance for the loss of his ship and crew; others that he and the charred black phantom are an honest sailor's friend, a protector in the dark and the mist. According to Ahsoka, the truth is both and neither. But the Twilight is...well, it's not real. Barriss Offee may be new to this whole pirate thing, but she knows that. It's a legend, a story, a sailor's superstition; like mermaids and Fridays and the Kraken. The ship of the dead and its captain, they're just a myth. Aren't they?

Alternate Universes

Going My Way?

AU: Aristocats Podfic: By Writers_Block, available here.

Shipwrecked and stranded on a remote agricultural planet, Barriss Offee doesn't dare reveal her identity as a Jedi for fear of drawing unwanted attention that might endanger the younglings in her care. Enter the charming, compassionate young spacer Ashla, who drops everything to take the group under her protection and asks nothing in return, as Barriss grows more and more unhappy with the necessity of lying to a young woman who's been nothing but honest with them. Meanwhile, Ahsoka Tano and her master are on an undercover mission. She really wishes she could tell the scared young mother she's taken in that she's a Jedi, but, well. The mission has to come first.

Back To The Wind

AU: Cars. (I cannot emphasize enough that this is an AU and not a fusion. They are not cars. They are people. For the love of god. It's just a plot adaptation. Please stop asking me if they're supposed to be cars.)

A hyperdrive malfunction strands Ahsoka in a nearly-abandoned trading settlement in the Outer Rim. That's not the problem. While she works off her community service sentence, she ends up in the unofficial custody of a weirdly hostile Mirialan who won't stop giving her these long, searching looks and talking about the failures of the Jedi Order like she knows something Ahsoka doesn't. That's not the problem either. The problem is...Ahsoka's starting to wonder if she really wants to go back.

When These Moments Have Passed

AU: The Fox and the Hound

Jedi Master Plo Koon was sent to Shili to retrieve a Force-sensitive youngling...and arrived just a few hours too late. Years later, a Jedi padawan and an indentured bounty hunter find themselves in the same spaceport. They shouldn't be friends, not really, but...they're more alike than they are different, straining under the weight of roles they can't escape. That bond is stronger than the galaxy's expectations. Until it isn't.

Bonus

While these are NOT part of the very specific "I can turn any classic Disney movie into a barrissoka AU, fucking try me" original challenge that spawned all this, they're some very nice AUs and if you're into AUs in general, you'll probably appreciate:

Iced Offee, Caramel Twist

AU: Coffeeshop AU

(What? Someone had to write it.)

Mirror, Mirror

AU: Sith AU

(Series/Duology)

[justanotherobsessedfan]

Buddie fanfic idea

Okay guys so I have a idea for Buck/Eddie fanfiction.

So we know Buck worked on a ranch at some point, for this fic lets say it was in 2015 in Texas, so he's a  junior ranch hand with nothing to his name but his sister's Jeep when Eddie is a newly single dad with three jobs taking care of Christopher with just his overbearing parents for help.

The two meet somehow, maybe they end up witnessing a car crash and saving a life together, however it happens they become fast friends and with both of them struggling decide to move in together.

Now living together Eddie doesn't have to lean as hard on his parents for babysitting as Buck happily steps up and becomes a second dad to Chris.

They become as close as they are in canon and closer, they start 'platonically' sharing a bed for one of the usual fanfiction reasons, everyone around them assumes they are dating, it doesn't help they call eachother their partner without thinking of the connotations.

As they get to know eachother the idiots add more romantic things to their relationship without thought. Eg one of Eddie's sisters offers to babysit one evening a week so they can have a date night, they think she's joking but happily start going out to dinner, catching moves or the game, just doing date stuff and, going along with the 'joke' calling it their date night. 5year old Christopher questions why he gets kissed goodbye but they don't kiss eachother goodbye, they don't have a answer and start kissing eachother goodbye & hello,  it becomes a habit to the point they do it when Chris isn't there or they're split at work (eg one of them is man behind.) They dive into eachothers traumas and when Eddie finds out how little love Buck has been showed/how touched starved he is he starts touching him all the time, including hand holding and 'platonically' telling him he loves him, (also always doing it as part of their goodbye kiss) all things Buck quickly starts doing to.

Between them they come up with the idea of being firefighters early, enrolling at the fire academy in Texas. They love the job but can't stand their coworkers (this is Texas everyone at their fire house is  homophobic and they're too stupid to realize everyone thinks they're a couple)

So they make the move to LA just in time for season 1 to start, and naturally everyone at the 118 thinks they're together too but aren't assholes.

Neither Buck or Eddie end up dating anyone, Eddie doesn't feel the need to give Chris a Mom with the boy calling Buck papa for years, and Buck has his family he doesn't need to find a wife in order to make one.

When Shannon comes back Eddie has zero interest in being with her again, not with Buck there asking if he really wants that or if what he thinks he should. Shannon also thinks they're together, isn't happy about it at first but loves how happy Christopher is with Buck and accept it. (whether or not she still dies, leaves again or stick around with partial custody is up to you)

Years down the line, like season 4 or 5 during one of Bobby & Athena's backyard get togethers someone, maybe Hen, casually asks if they're considering getting married one day and the idiots just share a bewildered look cause, huh? Neither of us even like men.

In the ensuing chaos and repeated shocked conversations with their family both are forced to realize how they feel for eachother.

Bonus!

Buck sends Maddie letters before LA, those letters could be a side fic to this one where Buck tells her about:

1. meeting Eddie

2.moving in with him and Christopher

3.the first time they slept together (shared a bed, not that he clarifies that for her) and how strange and loved he felt, how he's never felt this cared for.

4.becoming a firefighter with Eddie

5.Eddie writes Maddie to tell her how great her brother is and reassure her he's doing well.

6.5 year old Chris sends her a handmade xmas card that says 'Merry Christmas Tia Maddie' maybe misspelled but very cute

7. Buck freaks out the first time Chris calls him Papa and goes on and on about how happy he is with his Diaz's.

8. Buck tells her about their decision to move to LA and gives her the address of their new two bedroom place, offering her the couch if she wants to visit.

I know I'll never write this but god I wanna read it so if someone does write it please link me.

[haliotropes]

Saviour Complex (Pt 1)

Summary: you are a witness in the Jigsaw case, and Mark Hoffman has been assigned to protect you. Neither of you are pleased.

RATED: M

Pairing: Mark Hoffman x Reader

Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, eventual smut, Mark Hoffman, acab, power imbalance, slight age difference, reader is so normal, foul language

Sighs. Groans. Morning coffee and crusty eyes. Day in, day out. Chasing his own shadow, winning awards. Mark Hoffman didn't start a narcissist but holy hell if it doesn't suit him.

This is a morning of mornings. The FBI is hot on Strahm’s trail that leads six feet underground. They've eased out from the local Jigsaw case. The only one with any real clue is Hoffman. And no one at the FBI wants to go near him.

And why would they? Their golden boy agent is the Jigsaw apprentice who went ballistic and killed his boss and his ex-partner. The only one to have walked away from this case is Hoffman. As far as they're concerned, he's jinxed, or worse.

So yeah, Hoffman's king of the fucking castle. Everyone either wants to shake his hand or hide in their closets. He doesn't really care which. On top of all that, his work as Jigsaw keeps him from getting bored at work. There's a monotony to being a hometown hero with no one to chase.

This morning, Hoffman makes it past the water cooler before Betty, the secretary pokes her head around the corner.

“Mark? Chief wants to see you.”

Mark finds himself genuinely surprised. For the most part, no one really communicates anything to him other than “go here” and “do this” and it's always in an email.

Mark grabs a water for the walk and enters the Chief's office without knocking. He's at his desk, white hair balding and frayed. He's a man on the verge of constant breakdown.

“Mark!”

He notices Hoffman and perks up, pressing some papers aside.

“Chief. Betty said you needed to see me.”

There's a chair available but Mark doesn't take it. Something about standing tall and composed over your boss who's on his last leg… It's like a drug.

Chief's face falls. “Yeah, uh, about that, Mark…”

Mark does his best to keep his composure but Chief is starting to piss him off.

“What is it, Chief?”

“Mark…I gotta pull you off the Jigsaw case.”

Mark had to fight to keep from crushing the styrofoam cup in his hand.

“I- what the hell for?”

“It doesn't come from me, Hoffman. It's the FBI.”

“Fucking hell-”

“They want you to cool off. Right now they're running ragged and paranoid. They think you might be a liability.”

“It was their fucking boy that went off the rails!”

Chief spreads his hands. “Mark, it's not me. And it's only temporary. Let them settle down and in a month’s time they'll be over it.”

Keep it cool. Keep it cool.

“So what'll it be in the meantime? Meter maid?”

Chief chuckles nervously.

“Security detail.”

“Secur- you're joking.”

“It's easy, Mark. Protective custody. Feds think she might be involved with the Jigsaw case somehow and she's local.” Chief leans over to whisper this next part, “This is my way of keeping you close to things. Understand?”

Mark nods thoughtfully. This could be good. If not good then at least not a hindrance. Whoever this girl is, he doesn't know about her. That can be useful.

“Fine. You got a case file for me?”

“Yeah, but I'd take it with you. She's waiting in your office.”

-

You've been waiting thirty minutes and you have half a mind to split. You've combed through his bookshelf at least twice now, even pulling a book or two to read the spine, get bored, and replace it.

It's the photos that interest you the most, though. He's accepting an award in one. One’s a newspaper clipping about how he saved a little girl from the Jigsaw killer. Everyone at the restaurant thought it was so vile that a child, a little girl, would end up in one of those death traps. And it was. But you were the only one who thought it didn't quite match up with what Jigsaw had previously done. Everyone knows at this point that Jigsaw only takes people who need to learn a lesson. What lesson could a nine-year-old have to learn from a reverse bear trap?

Another photo has the detective with a young woman. He's younger in the picture as well. They're in front of a river and he looks…happy. Not that you know the man, but just looking at the other photo…it's miles different. Parts are still the same: thick brown hair, strong face, broad shoulders. A handsome man to be sure, but looking at the photos…a devastated one, too.

You turn swiftly on your heels when you hear the office door open. The man himself enters with a cup in one hand and a file (your file, you assume) in the other.

You half expect him to do the stop-and-stare moment, but he spares you a single glance before closing the door, brushing past you, and sitting in the corner of his desk. He sips from his cup. Opens the file.

“You must be y/n.”

“I must be,” you say with a bite. His eyes actually widen at that and you sigh. “Sorry. That came out much bitchier than I intended. You must be Detective Hoffman.”

“I must be.”

“Huh. Cute,” you chuckle at his retort. And for a man who seems so composed, he shifts ever so slightly at your response. “So. Guess we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.”

“Try not to sound too excited,” he quips, and your face sours; you make no attempt to hide it.

“Forgive me, but if you ask me, and no one did, this is a waste of time and resources.”

“Waste of time?” he flips open your case file and his eyes widen. “You saw the Jigsaw killer?”

You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

“No, I didn’t.”

“That’s not what your witness statement says.”

“I said that I got a glimpse of them, and maybe not even that. Look, I was on my way home when I passed that packaging plant- the one you were in? I heard some weird sounds, saw someone, and reported it. Now I’m starting to wish I hadn’t said a fucking thing.”

He watches you. His eyes, which were something akin to mirthful, have now darkened.

“How much of him did you see?”

Jesus Christ, the man doesn’t get it.

“I. Didn’t. See him. I got his build. That’s it. And now, all of a sudden, I’m in protective custody weeks later. How does that make sense?”

Detective Hoffman places your folder on the desk beside him and goes around to sit in his seat.

“It makes plenty of sense. They’re worried Jigsaw might come after you.”

“That doesn’t make sense, either. Jigsaw only goes after fucked up people, and I hope to fucking god that I’ve never done anything that would land me in one of those traps. I don’t do anything. I’m a waitress. I don’t have friends, I don’t leave my apartment. I don’t do anything.”

He watches you carefully during your tirade. Your voice bridges on hysteria the more you talk and you tell yourself to reel it in. This guy is a smug bastard from what you can tell. The last thing you need is an excuse for him to write you off as crazy.

Unless that’ll get the cops off your back.

Finally, Hoffman sighs and sips his coffee. “Well, it isn’t up to either of us, is it?”

You huff and cross your arms. Your eyes drift to the newspaper clipping.

“Why’d you get benched?”

Hoffman stiffens a little. It would’ve been imperceptible if you weren’t clocking this man’s every move and facial twitch, dissecting every word.

“What do you mean?”

“You’ve been on the Jigsaw case for years. I looked you up. You saved that little girl after surviving a trap. So, why would they bench their star player?”

Once again, he is silent as he observes you. His stare is starting to weird you out.

“Like I said. Not up to me.”

Walls up. Files locked. No chance in hell you’re getting close enough to figure this one out, so you decide to let it go for now.

“Fine,” you sit in a chair. “So, what now? Are you my live-in bodyguard? You follow me to work?”

“I babysit, yeah.”

You scoff. “Real nice.”

“Like I said.”

“Yeah, I heard you the first five times. Fuck.”

You stand and pace the floor.

“This doesn't have to be painful. I'll just keep my distance and you'll do whatever it is you do. We don't even have to talk to each other. Deal?”

You chew on your lips. You think of your small apartment, you waitressing gig, your sleepy Sundays reading at home. You're gonna be pissed if you have to leave any of that behind. You seethe.

“Fine.”

[thebluestbluewords]

custody battles

in honor of this post reigniting my brainrot about isle custody battles, have a little half a fic that’s been lingering in my drafts!

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"Jay," Evie says. Begs. Her voice is so soft and so, so achingly kind. "It was never going to be us. She's going to one of Jordan's friends. They'll take her to Agrabah for the summer, and then she'll be back at Auradon Prep, and we can see her-" 

Jay's voice rips out of him like he's dragging the words over broken glass. "You can see her." 

Evie's eyes close for a moment. "You can see her too. Going to college isn't a death sentence, you know. You're allowed to come visit us." 

"Right. Like we're allowed to visit home." 

"That," Evie says softly, "Was uncalled for. I'm trying to bring over as many kids as I can--" 

"She's my family--"

"You're my family," Mal snaps. "And you're being a fuckin' jerk right now, jaybird." 

Jay explodes up into furious motion. He's not made for sulking, not built for it the way that Mal is. He's meant to be in motion, so it's better that he's pacing now, even if his jaw is set and angry and he's clenching his hands alternately into fists and tight, sharp flat-hand gestures. There's nerve clusters in the neck and wrist that are better served by a flat chop or pinch than a punch, and based on the motions that Mal's seeing, Jay's thinking about the one in the wrist that'll make the whole hand go numb. 

"They split us up--" Jay spits. 

"Because we can only take on so many kids." 

"They don't care. They don't. Care." Jay growls out. He's clenching his shoulders so tight that they're shaking. He's shaking all over, a low, furious vibration that the pacing isn't doing anything to fix. "We're numbers to them." 

"We're not just numbers to Ben," Mal points out. "He's one of them. We're people to him, and he's fighting for us." 

"Against his shitbag dad," Jay growls. "And the fucking government who fucking hate us. They're not gonna listen to him. They never fucking listen." 

"That's why we have to keep trying," Evie breaks in. "And trying again, and again, until we can get it through to them that we're more than just a bunch of numbers on paper that they can lock in a drawer the second we're out of their faces. We're being as loud as we can right now, and look at where it's gotten us. We have more kids coming over, and most foster families approved than we thought we were going to get, so we are making progress. Slow and steady will win this race in the end, Jay." 

Jay's shoulder twitches. He rolls his arm, all of the muscles in his back tight and visible, strung hard with tension. "Right. Yeah." 

"Jade's going to be fine. They're going to take care of her." 

"Yeah," Jay mutters. "Like we couldn't." 

Ouch. The insult isn't meant for her, but it still lands. They've been attached at the hip for so long, Mal-and-Jay, Jay-and-Mal, that the barbs Jay turns on himself land for her too. They're the ones who were supposed to protect the gang, and they're the two who failed their people. 

[arcanemoody]

M*A*S*H genderswap notes

I wrote these a while ago and have yet to sit down and actually craft a narrative or series around them. So, in memory of my first childhood fave (Loretta Swit), here we go:

Hawkeye is Beatrix “Hawkeye” Potter Pierce. Butch lesbian and only child of a widowed GP from Maine. She did well in major cities, was not drafted but signed up at the tail end of WWII — “I believed in patching up people the Nazis blew apart. I don’t believe in this… domino theory, geopolitical fucknuttery.” (She and Bigelow have big Life Twin energy)

Margaret doesn’t understand Hawkeye — who signed up for the army same as she did, worked in army hospitals just like her… but doesn’t love the army. Didn’t marry the army as she did. Hawkeye thinks it’s her own revulsion at a lesbian or , worse, a lady doctor. But it’s not. She loves Frank but she’s not him — it’s different. She doesn’t understand this person who is the best surgeon she’s met. And she would like to. Because they are.

Margaret for her part is fixated on the idea that Hawkeye looks down on her as a woman who chose nursing and a nurse’s role, or someone who didn’t have the courage to be a doctor. Nope. Hawkeye just thinks she’s a natural in that role, because she cares and wants to give people her time; which is maybe more vulnerability than she’s ready to admit to, but it’s damned admirable. It makes for some solidarity in the situations when they’re in real danger (Aid Station, Bugging Out). Margaret always thinks they’re both going to be raped, tortured, and KIA. “I’ll protect you.” She says that to Hawk, which makes Hawk love her just a little more.

Trapper John is “Trapper” Joan McIntire. Similar to Hawkeye — she got kicked out of a Catholic girls college for eating too much pussy. “I was top of the class but they wanted me on my back.” The only good medical college that would admit her was attached to a military hospital. She met Lou there, a fellow queer who frequented the same mixed bars. They have a lavender marriage — prompted by a custody fight for Joan’s niece (Becky) when her brother-in-law was killed in Sicily and her sister jumped out a window. Kathy was born two years later — they were BOTH surprised at that one. “It was a fluke… but we love her.”

She and Hawk are a Butch-on-Butch couple. Unheard of in 1950, even in San Francisco. But hey, what are the odds of two confirmed dykes landing in the same camp, let alone two medics? It makes letting her go even harder.

Frank is still Frank. Still genuinely bigoted, genuinely irritated by both of them and how easily they bully him. But there are also some uncomfortable moments where Hawk and Trapper are basically his lesbian moms, esp. Hawkeye. Frank doesn’t know how to fully navigate a world where he’s only conforming to expectations — and he would rather die than admit it. Hawk has compassion for him in rare moments, particularly after the split from Margaret. Joan finds his inability to adapt irritating.

Henry and Sherman are both Midwestern dads. Sherman’s a career soldier; he’s met queer WACs that would have a drink and a dance with you “but that’s the line, sonny;” soldiers that might have been somewhere in the middle, knew some rez kids in the aughts (through his Cherokee grandmother), and cavalry kids who just needed to know they were still human after what they saw in the trenches. He’s not a fool and he knows what’s his business and what’s not. Henry’s more sheltered but finds it almost too easy to treat Hawk like a baby sister. (And the anguished rage that flies out of her when he dies highlights it; prompting the R and R request that coincides with Joan’s discharge).

Hawkeye and Trapper have a long call in Radar’s office after the latter is discharged and the former makes it back to camp; the soulmates heart-to-heart/reasons you suck speech. It's not the goodbye either of them wanted and they're both too prideful (and girding themselves against heartbreak) to say just what they mean.

B.J.’s still a man, still married to Peg with a newborn. He’s not overly shocked by Hawkeye. He’s a little surprised they’re rooming together at the swamp. (Henry had wanted his surgeons in a centralized area and Frank’s assignment had apparently been a compromise with Trapper, who arrived four days before he did, and Dr Jones, who got his points a month after Hawkeye arrived. Two lesbians and a black Olympic athlete,and a milquetoast soft bigot from Indiana, all surgeons.)

Charles being from Boston, doesn’t comment on Hawkeye’s masculine presentation or the fact that he’s assigned to bunk with a mixed gender group. He doesn’t seem to acknowledge her gender and/or sex period. The term “creature” is gender neutral. He’s as uncomfortable being too personal as he always was but he has a sister and the sexism of the day doesn't touch him. “Just don’t leave any unmentionables on my side of the tent.” “I won’t mention it. And I don’t wear those.” Hawkeye gets music being a refuge, understands feeling out of their depth. Charles never diverts to unsavory comments about her being a dyke and he never loses his dignity even when he lets loose on Hawk or BJ over something petty. His respect for Klinger and Radar is also high, and he can admit when he’s scared. So, for Hawk, he's still a massive improvement on Frank.

Radar’s crush on Hawkeye is confirmed. They don’t have to talk about it really and Radar never crosses any lines. She treats him like a little brother and values him as a person. On his end, he’s mostly confused that Hawk’s masc presentation is attractive to him. He doesn’t know if he’s felt that before. (It won’t be the last time).

Klinger cross-dressing to get discharged is perplexing at first when he’s standing next to Hawkeye.

They first meet when Hawk arrives at camp on a gurney with a group of casualties she'd stopped to help after a mortar attack. Klinger is surprised when he takes the shirt apart to reveal Hawk’s breasts. (Radar in the background: “holy geez! It’s a girl!”) “I’ve met the lads that do pans acts in the clubs in Brooklyn," Hawkeye says. "But they usually shave their facial hair. Thank god, that stuff is itchy.” It gets a laugh out of Klinger who confirms that Hawkeye gets it — “I’m a man.” “Swell. I’m not.” “We’re both just nuts then?” “I don’t know. Check back with me next Tuesday.” “I’ll check back once they say you don’t have a concussion, Captain.”

Hawkeye continues to flirt with everything that moves, with the usual step-on-me energy… which only seems to unnerve everyone even more.

[kittykatrattie]

Question: If Camp Camp hired you as a writer, and you got to write like a few episodes, what would you write about?

YESSSSS IVE BEEN WAITING TO GET THIS ASK IVE SEEN IT IN THE TAGS

Ok ok. If I was realistically writing for the show? More Neil and Nerris interaction, maybe them playing more nerd games together and hanging out. They're such a cute dynamic 🩷 gay nerds. Also, an episode or at least one scene where Nerris actually gets called they/them or nonbinary. Or just all the episodes I get to write uses they/them for Nerris

More dadvid too, ofc. Maybe a father's day episode or smth where everyone gets to make cards or gifts to send home for their dads, with David trying to distract/entertain the campers that don't have dads or good dads (Max, Preston, Nurf i think) to make presents for. Episode ends with an "anonymous" father's day card left on David's bedside table

One. One "future" episode that is either Neil inventing, not a time machine, but a screen or projection or smth to "watch" the future in (even if it ends up only being a projection of what all the kids WANT their futures to be, so fans still get to theorize) or theyre all talking around the bonfire or smth imagining their future selves and lives, and Max goes last and his is the shortest/plainest because He's Suicidal and can't imagine himself living into adulthood

If I was being completely self indulgent- Maxneil episode where they start dating and go on a date and are gay. And also an episode with trans Max, somehow. OH MAYBE A COUPLE EPISODES EACH FOCUSING ON A DIFFERENT CAMPER AND THEIR HOME LIVES. I was almost hoping that's what season 5 would be. But like, an episode showing Neil's split custody arrangement between his divorced parents. Or Nerris running a campaign with their dad and his party. And of COURSE Max at home and we still only BARELY see his parents to highlight that even at home theyre mostly absent and neglect him. Just aighghu the Emotion.

(Psst u should send this question to @metasactreon too :)

[writersmorgue]

Fic that came to me in a dream (that I may or may not write eventually who knows) where Deku (2nd year - no war au) gets hit by a quirk that knocks him unconscious and makes him unusually brave and clear headed for 24 hours after waking with a short lived migraine.. he suddenly knows exactly what he wants/has been missing and is brave enough to go after it. So he walks right up to Kacchan, grabs him by the wrist with a low "we need to talk" and drags him out to stand beneath a sakura tree and confess. It works out immediately to his surprise - no fighting, no posturing, no misunderstandings. Just Kacchan standing there with wide eyes and pink cheeks in stunned silence for a few seconds before lunging toward him to grab his face and kiss him! They're attached at the hip through the rest of school, tie for second top marks right behind Momo, get an apartment together after graduation, immediately register together as a hero duo and take the charts by storm.. they toy with the idea of opening their own agency but ultimately decide it's too much paperwork and they're fine having a boss if they can focus on the actual hero work and each other.. Kacchan proposes at the hero gala when they break the top 10 and all of Japan loses their minds.. when they're number 7 and 8 they're part of a rescue team up very similar to Eri's, and there are 2 traumatized toddlers with no next of kin that imprint on them like ducklings, so they make the difficult decision to foster them just like Aizawa did for Eri. And just like Aizawa, they end up adopting them when they still have custody 2 years later. It's slowed their climb toward number 1, but neither of them really mind. They have a family now! They're both so so happy! They buy a house closer to the neighborhood they grew up in, get a dog, get comfortable at 10 and 11 on the charts, celebrate with the rest of Japan when Mirio takes the number 1 spot, cry together at All Might's funeral, cry again when Kiri and Mina welcome their first baby to the world and ask them to be the god parents, watch Kota and Eri and Maharo and Katsuma all graduate.. they're walking home hand in hand after their oldest's middle school graduation and had just decided to stop for ice cream when his heart stops - someone he's thought he's seen from the corner of his eye a few times over the years is now standing right in front of him with a smug look despite the split lip and bags under their eyes - the same person who hit him with that quirk that helped him confess to Kacchan all those years ago. He can't move, can't even breathe, when they stride right up to him and tap him on the forehead. He has time to give Kacchan a panicked look and get confused concern in return before he crumples to the ground unconscious... and wakes up back in Recovery Girl's office in second year. There's a quietly relieved All Might sitting in the chair beside him, and a gruff teenaged Kacchan calling him a reckless idiot leaning against the wall by the door and he's hyperventilating immediately while he thinks about what this means.. he never adopted his children (he can still feel their hands in his and hear their muffled shouts of concern as he fell), never got married (he can feel his wedding band too, just as cold as the tears on his face), never broke the top 10 or celebrated any of his friends doing the same, never graduated, never had his first time with Kacchan, never even confessed to Kacchan.. he lost EVERYTHING in the blink of an eye and suddenly the migraine is back and the pain radiates down into his chest and he's screaming and he can see the panic in All Might and Kacchan's faces but he can't stop.

ANON PLS I'M BEGGING YOU IF YOU DON'T WRITE TRHIS I WILL,. OMFG. RTHEIUJYFG OJGJLHG I'M. NOT OKAY. OH GOD THIS WOULD BE AMAZING.

[g-reenmari]

The Ducklings having a good time at the cafeteria.

Chase joking: It's just me or whenever House and Wilson fight I feel like "my parents" are getting divorced and soon they're going to split our custody?

Cameron smiling: It's a mood.

Foreman: Only hope I don't end up in House's custody.

House appearing from nowhere stealing a frie: Don't worry, you will go with mommy to scare all the vultures that go after his fresh divorced good looks.

[reidslovely]

okay wait first ! just cause i’m curious.

what’s your hc of utbh ending?? how would you continue / end his story if it was up to you ?

I've already written a little about this a couple months ago but I never went fully into detail. I think he leaves the church personally, he seems very accepting of everything that happened and I know it takes a lot for him to pull out but it is what's best for him and his daughters and he knows that. I do see him and his wife separating but cohabitating for the sake of their girls. He's definitely a hot topic around the community seeing as he still works for the police department but is no longer an active participant in his church. However, being a part of his daughter's lives means more to him than anything they could say about him. He is always reminding them about the issues within the church and how it can be unsafe and if they ever feel like they're ready to leave they can work with that. He and Becca are cordial they do their best to co-parent and cohabitate but they do have rocky parts of their relationship.

I can see once his daughters are a little older that he moves out and probably relocates down to Vegas with Taba to work. However, I also hc that this is what he does after UTBH initially. He and his wife split custody with their daughters its easy because their homeschooled. However, I think Jeb would work to get them into a public school in Vegas once they're a little bit more adjusted to the living situation, maybe causing Becca to move closer.

So use which ever one you guys like we can go off of!

[expirisims]

Bursting at the Seams

It's a beautiful sunrise for dropping in on the Jones family and after selling off some inventory they have just enough money to move...next door!

They are now next door also to the Chadwick household who seem to have an adorable dog gnome hanging out at their house!

Well it looks like their youngest, Dante is up bright and early! Maybe he's ready to go through the town notifications...

What!!?? Well this isn't the wedding I was planning for the summer, but congrats you two! I can't believe you've been engaged long enough already!

I had been planning for Jess and Reggie to finally get hitched! They've been engaged for well over a year! I know I really intervened with Alicia and Kyle, but those two literally ONLY ever dated each other. With Reggie and Jess, I'm getting notifications for flirtations quite a lot...and of course, there's the whole Jess and Clark flirting at Reggie's party thing...Now that Clark is officially married, I'm really hoping that situation is over.

Hmm...I figured Clark would just move in with Edith...maybe he wanted to take Zachery with him or something. He is with Zachery a LOT more than Jess ever is autonomously.

Aww...

Don't get too preoccupied with making pancakes, Thomas...it looks like Karim and Tana just woke up!

Everyone looks to be settling into their new home well!

Time to give Corinna a quick makeover, I don't think I've done much with her makeover wise the entire game!

It looks like Jerrod is thriving as our first born in game kiddo to age into childhood! Karim is set to age up this week too!

Both Thomas and Corinna learned a new recipe before Thomas ran off to a party at the Bright/Torrez household. LOVE the dance moves Thomas, LOL!

Oh boy! Looks like the meager amount Alyson is paying for the kids while they're with their dad sure isn't helping him! This is the last straw. It's time to put Zombie Roommate to rest. I'm due to play Terrell next so I'm going to get him a steady job. There's just no choice anymore.

On another note, with all the split households I have forming in Redwood Harbor, I've decided on a plan for determining custody. For the rest of this rotation, children will go with their mothers for the school year, but with their fathers for the summer. That way, no one will fall out of touch entirely. At the start of the next rotation, I will evaluate the relationship of each child with their parents and whomever has the higher relationship will be considered custodial parent. They will still go with their respective non custodial parents for the summer.

I'm also going to have to review my child support settings again, it should be set at 3% of income per child so $14 seems super low!

We end our first night with Thomas getting attacked by a zombie, facepalm...Thankfully he got away!

[petalsfm]

if you’re hearing THIS HELL by RINA SAWAYAMA playing, you have to know ISADORA KIMANI-LIN (SHE / HER; CIS WOMAN) is near by! the FORTY-ONE year old PRIMARY CARE PHYSICIAN ( FAMILY PRACTITIONER ) has been in denver for, like, ELEVEN YEARS. they’re known to be quite STOIC, but being STEADFAST seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble CONSTANCE WU. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those WORN-OUT MEDICAL BOOKS LINING THE SHELVES, SIGNED AND FRAMED PLAYBILLS DECORATING THE WALLS, THE THRILL OF DECORATING FOR EACH HOLIDAY vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the CHERRY CREEK DISTRICT long enough!

STATS:

full name :       isadora kimani - lin nickname(s) :     dory ( by solana only ), iz, dora birthplace :      new york city, new york date of birth :       02 / 02 / 1982 parentage :      tbd. sibling(s) :      tbd. relationship status :     married spouse :     solana kimani - lin gender identity :     cis woman ( she / her ) sexual orientation :      lesbian faceclaim :      constance wu

BACKGROUND:

isadora lin was born the first child of two dreamers. her mother an aspiring singer, her father an aspiring filmmaker. together, they supported each other and all they wanted out of life.

living in new york city seemed like a no-brainer for people with such big dreams, so it's no surprise that's where this little family ended up

there were some jobs here and there for both, and they each felt a rush every time they had an opportunity pop up

these opportunities would often pull them away from their small family unit. it was hard for the other to stay with their baby / toddler while the other was off chasing their dream

it soon became a game of hot potato. one parent gone for a few months, the other taking off as soon as the first returns home. this game continues until isadora is five, when the couple finally called it quits.

they were never married, so legally the split was easier. and, surprisingly, the custody problem was easy as well. they lived in the same city and would allow her to go back and forth as she pleased ( as long as it were possible ).

isadora having the option to CHOOSE growing up was helpful with her confidence. knowing her choices were heard and mattered.

with such artistic parents, it's almost expected for her to start attending theatre camps at the age of six.

her parents had taken her for a couple of commercial auditions from the ages of eight to ten, but overall, isadora found herself most comfortable on the stage.

some people loved the stage because it gave them the chance to be somebody else, but isadora loved it because it gave her the chance to simply BE SOMEBODY. somebody that people recognized, perceived, and listened to.

she was confident, there was no doubt about it. you had to be to do live performances. if anything, each performance made her confidence grow more and more.

she'd auditioned for each and every school play in high school, but everything changes for her when she's cast as helena in a midsummer night's dream her senior year of high school

in typical high school rivalry, it's a bit of shock when another school in the district is also doing a midsummer night's dream

during an impromptu meeting between the casts is when isadora meets SOLANA KIMANI for the first time. they're meant to be enemies ( and if you asked isadora, they were ), but is it really isadora's fault that she can't stop glancing over at her?

they're definitely enemies, but they're also definitely meeting up after school to rehearse their lines together. isadora can't help but be entranced by solana's... well, everything.

they're most definitely enemies, but isadora can't help the butterflies she feels when solana shows up to her opening night with flowers to support her ( ditching her own opening night in the process )

it's all very innocent after that. a few dates and a few kisses, because they're both off to different colleges after that. they knew what they were getting themselves into-- a relationship right before college was never meant to last. they were enjoying each other's company while they could, and after that, they're just a fond high school memory

when your parents are such artistic types, they're only a tad bit heartbroken when you tell them you DON'T want to be a professional actor and would rather be a doctor

isadora is twenty-nine when she finally finishes her residency. she decides to take one more year in new york for a fellowship program.

when she's thirty, she realizes new york is too fast paced for her and she needs something a bit slower

denver seems nice, and horizon family health is looking for a family practitioner

as she's adjusting to the new surroundings, isadora can't help but just feel LONELY. she's left everyone she knows behind in new york, so can you blame her for turning to online dating?

isadora has to think she's dreaming, because is that SOLANA KIMANI on her screen?

she tries to act cool, but how do you act cool when the universe is handing you the one who got away on a silver platter?

it only takes two months for solana to propose and for isadora to say yes. when you know, you just know.

they're married a year before solana starts bringing up FOSTERING and ADOPTING. it wasn't something isadora had really been thinking, but she would do anything to make solana happy. she didn't hate the idea, either.

it's been ten years since they started fostering, and although it has been a struggle, isadora wouldn't change a thing