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uhlikzsuzsanna · 3 years

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Richard E. Grant Reveals Whether Classic Loki Is Gone for Good: 'How Do You Top That?' (Exclusive)

[Warning: The below contains MAJOR spoilers for Loki Season 1, Episode 5, “Journey Into Mystery.”]

Richard E. Grant seems the ideal candidate to be conscripted into Marvel's cinematic universe: He's an Oscar nominee (Can You Ever Forgive Me?) who doesn't take himself too seriously (he's been in two Hitman's Bodyguard movies) and he's already on the Disney payroll (having joined the Star Wars franchise for The Rise of Skywalker). Yet, the actor says he and Marvel had never discussed his entrée into the MCU until Loki.

"I'd been in Logan, but that's completely separate," he told me over Zoom. "I'd joked on and off down the years with Tom Hiddleston, because of some vague similarity in the way that we look -- me, a much older version of course -- about working together as father and son in something. I assumed because I was asked to play Old Loki, I thought, 'Oh, this is the call finally,' because of the physical similarity. So, that's as much as I knew."

Grant made his Loki debut in the post-credits scene of episode 4 as "Classic" Loki, a Variant of our Hiddleston's God of Mischief who dons Loki's comics-accurate green and gold getup and ultimately goes out in a blaze of magical glory in the penultimate episode. Ahead of the Loki finale, Grant chatted with ET about answering Marvel's call, his one major complaint with his costume and whether Classic Loki is gone for good.

ET: Beyond you looking Hiddleston-y or him looking Richard E. Grant-y, what was it about this character in this story that you knew, "Yes, this is my part in the MCU"?

Richard E. Grant: Well, the key is in Old Loki, because being 64, I was older than anybody on the entire crew or cast. So, that was the clue in, I thought, "Old Loki, that's it -- I'm in the old age roles now."

What else were you told about him in that initial pitch? And was the costume part of it? Because it seems so much part of the character.

Yeah. And when the costume designer showed me my face on this costume that she designed and I saw the Jack Kirby drawings from the '60s, I thought, "Oh, great! As I have no muscles" -- as you can see -- "I'm finally going to be in a muscle suit. I'm going to have muscles like Tom has got!" And of course, I got there and I said, "Well, where's the muscle suit?" They said, "You don't have a muscle suit. This is what you're wearing." I said, "But this is like Kermit the Frog. There's no muscles. There's nothing here! How can I fight in Asgard?" [Laughs] "No, no, it's your magic that counts!" And I said, "Help me. Just give me the muscle suit," but they refused. So, I'm still sore headed that I was never given a muscle suit to fight Asgard as in all the drawings. I still don't really why they didn't do that, but maybe they wanted withered Loki. Who knows?

So, what was your reaction the first time you got all the garb on and saw yourself in the mirror?

Horrified, because I had no muscles! I was standing there like sort of a geek with these Y-fronts. I remember when I was a kid in the back of all the comics, they used to have these little drawing adverts with a skinny kid having sand kicked in his face. And they used to have these chest expanders, they said, "Send off for one of these chest expanders and you too could look like Thor!" Well, I never did, and I thought, well, finally, when I'm cast as Old Loki, this is going to be my chance. And damn, they took it away from me in that too. So I'm pissed at them for that.

How did Hiddleston react when he first saw you in it?

He said, "You have no idea what kind of response this is going to elicit when it comes out." I said, "That doesn't sound too positive or hopeful to me without the muscles, Tom." And he said, "No, no, believe me, I've been playing this part and there's a universe of people who are so obsessed and so ready to see Classic Loki. Be prepared for it." I didn't really take him seriously. I thought, "Well it's a TV series. How many people will watch this on a new channel?" Yada, yada. And how right he was looking into the crystal ball and how wrong I was, because since it came out last Wednesday, I have been absolutely flabbergasted by the response. My Twitter feed and Instagram have increased in vast numbers, and the response has been pretty astonishing. I'm amazed and grateful that it hasn't been negative so far.

I loved your post, by the way, about how your father would have reacted to this costume.

Well, he was right! I'm still at 64 earning my crust by wearing makeup and green tights. [Laughs]

I have to assume this was also your first time with an alligator as your scene partner?

It was. And in reality it was three stuffed cushions sewn together. Sort of fun to hold!

Alligator Loki is such a breakout star and I loved seeing the blue plushy you used on set. What was it like filming those scenes? Did it feel absolutely ridiculous?

No, because I was grateful. Very often you'd have dots or crosses or just a tennis ball on a stick to react to, so the fact that we actually had the soft cushioned shape of something alligator-like was a help. But it's just the nature of being an actor. You know that the CGI and the graphics and production design department, they come up with something amazing. What I didn't take on board is that, of course, he'd have these beautiful gold horns on top of his alligator sideways eyes. I love that. I've only seen the stills of it, but it looks amazing.

Your final moment in the episode is so powerful. I'll tell you, it brought tears to my eyes. On set, I imagine you're probably in front of a blue screen having to use your imagination. Tell me about capturing that emotion and how you and Kate Herron found that moment together?

The camera was on a big sort of jig crane thing that was at the highest section of the studio and I would follow a mark on that and they had, I think, three or four aircraft-sized wind machines blowing the Bajesus out of everything. And I thought, having wondered whether the helmets and the horns had to be quite so tight, I was grateful for them on that day because they did not move despite the amount of wind that was blowing at me. It was scripted to say, "He's laughing and shortly and cackling in the face of his own imminent, catastrophic death in the mouth of [Alioth]," it was very empowering to be able to just give it the full welly at doing that. So, I enjoyed that hugely.

You said you've only seen stills of Alligator Loki. Have you seen the episode yet?

No.

So, you haven't seen how the scene looks with all the CGI yet?

I've seen stills that I'm holding up the city, so I've seen that. I have never got used to watching myself on screen. I love watching other people, but when I come on, I just-- I'm astonished that I get any work. So, I've learned decades ago just to never watch. So, when you see a still, you don't have the horror of your shortcomings to mull over.

Well, I will tell you, you looked pretty bad ass in that moment.

Good. Thank you, John!

This seems like the end for Classic Loki, but if this series has taught us one thing, it's that Lokis survive. Do you think we could see him again someday? And are you down to play him again?

As you just said, everything's possible. But I think that's because his sacrifice is so huge and it's going out with such a bang, how do you top that if he had to come back? I have no idea. You know, it's not within my arena to do that. But I wouldn't say no, if asked. Put it that way.

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voltagesmutter · 4 years

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Shaw Smut

It’s 11:49 pm and I’m running out of time because Shaw’s birthday ends.

I’ve literally fallen for this lilac bad boy and I’m ready to have his babies

*Smut and NSFW Below Cut*

Just over a month you had been away from your lavender haired, bombshell of a boyfriend as you were away on a scouting location tour. It was torturous, painful and just seemed to last forever. Throwing your bag into the airplane cabin, all you wanted to do was be back in the arms of your chaotic lover. The plane ride was excruciating, a dullness kicking into your stomach that made you double over slightly in pain.

“Boss? You okay?” A concerned Minor asked, tearing his way away from the in-flight magazine and you gave him a nod. You knew this pain too well.

“Motherfucker,” You sighed heavily in the bathroom, mother nature decided to bless you with the reassurance of nothing being pregnant, nearly a week earlier than expected. God-damn it, your sexy plans of a reunion with Shaw, went flying out of the window. Seeing him was going to kill you, that eat-shit grin, how his clothes hung perfect to his skin, the scent of him was just another to drive you over aboard. Not only was hugely pent up from a lack of physical activities between the two of you due to your time away, now you would have to prolong it even further whilst your hormones sent you in an impassioned rage.

You had such wonderful plans for tonight, mind blowing plans, the lace lingerie you picked up whilst you was away was just the start. The plan to wear it under one of his band tops as a little surprise would hopefully be enough for his ravage you on the spot, not that it wouldn’t happen anyway, he literally couldn’t get enough of you and your touch. In-fact he was so desperate to get his fill of you, that you A. never got a wink of sleep the night before you left, B. was late to the airport, C. so sore the following day you almost couldn’t get up from the airplane seat. You didn’t just want him physically, god no, you missed everything about him. He missed you as well, his apartment just seemed empty without you in it, not that he would admit this to you. You groaned through your head against the plush leather in front of you, this was going to be a nightmare.

“Shaw, are you here?” You asked down the phone, leaving the airport, suitcase in hand.

“No, I’m outside parked up, they wanted to charge stupid amounts and I refuse to pay it,”. You sighed in response.

“Shaw, how far is ‘outside’?”. There's a brief pause.

“Like a mile… or five,”.

“I’m not walking five miles to the car with a suitcase,” You huff, and a small chuckle comes down the phone.

“If you didn’t take half your apartment with you then it wouldn’t be such a struggle,”.

“I’m sure Victor will gladly give me a lift,” A teasing smile on your face as you hear the engine start before you even finish your sentence.

“Be ready, I’m not paying for more than two minutes,” You could tell he was lightly pouting as he said it.

Shaw wasn’t joking, the second he pulled up he threw your case into the car and sped off before you barely sat in the chair.

“Shaw!” You gasped as he raced out the car park, throwing the change into the machine, giving you a few seconds to do up your belt.

“Sorry babe, but fuck the corporation for the fees,” He chuckles, his hand glinting over your seatbelt to check it was done up properly before speeding away. You chatted pleasantly on the way back to his, him teasing you relentlessly when you blurted out Anna nearly walking in on the pair of you having phone sex.

“It wasn’t funny!” You playfully bash his arm with a blush.

“Imagine if she walked in and saw you, legs spread with them fingers doing what you described,” He wiggled with his eyebrows a little towards you, “Maybe she might have joined you, now that would have been a good phone call,”. He chuckled as you hit him again, calling him a pervert. He gave you a I missed you smile, even if he wouldn’t admit it you could tell that was how he felt, as he leaned a hand off the steering wheel to place it on your thigh.

“You know, we do have a long trip home,” He smirks mischievously, the feeling of his fingertips sending shivers up your body. Although you did take a few heart warming seconds to melt when he reference his place to ‘home’. You were already a hormonal wreck from your period, the slightest touch from him was about to send your hornieness sky-rocketing. Right now, all you could think of was straddling his lap and riding him until either of you could take no more. But you refused to do anything whilst on your period, it just wasn’t something you were comfortable with. It was a blessing and a curse; the slightest touch or even look made took you to a new level of turn on but you were unable to accept any pleasure from the situation.

“Shaw,” You whined, grabbing his wrist as he tried to trace his fingers up your skirt.

“What’s up baby?” He questioned, still-in his hand at your movement.

“I got my period,” You pout, turning your head as you hear him chuckle slightly.

“That's fine, we’ve had to wait how long anyway, a few extra days won’t hurt,” He would later live to regret that comment. The night was tortuous when you got home, sweet welcome back kisses turned into a heavy make-out session on his couch, tongues fighting with each other as he lowered himself against the fabric, you coming on to straddle his lap. It was agony, your core was burning, lust and desire pumping through your veins from every kiss. You found yourself mercilessly grinding against his growing bulge under his skin tight jeans, his hands guiding your movements as he thrusted up to you when you moaned into his mouth. He delivered to you every sense of pleasure he could as you dove your hips further and further against him, delivering a slow release to your unholy frustration. Almost ripping your shirt from your body, Shaw’s hands hastily remove the clothes from your top half, cupping your bouncing breasts, tugging at your nipples in a motion that almost made you cry out. He pulls you gently to lean down as your breasts rock freely in front of his mouth, leaning up to embellish them with his lips, sucking before releasing with a wet pop as he moves to the other. The touch of him, sending over stimulated senses through your body was enough to push you to the edge, your fingertips digging into his chest.

“I~I~I~... c-oming!” Was all you cry out, your head thrown back as your hands leaned back to grasp his thighs, riding yourself against him to a release, you clenching relentlessly over nothing. He kept his mouth against your breasts, helping to ride you down before pulling himself away. A few beads of sweat trailed over your brow as you leaned down on his chest with a slight pant.

“Barely even touched you,” He smirked teasingly, “I hope you're ready to put that pretty mouth to work baby after that delightful teasing,”. He thrusted up so you feel his painful erection press against you. Sitting back up and leaning on his thighs, your hands so slowly snake their way to undo his belt and sipper.

“How can I say no to you,” You giggle with a light wink.

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Just a little over a week later, you lay in bed with Shaw pressed up cuddling you from behind, your eyes opening as the light rays began to poke through the curtains. You needed to get up without disturbing Shaw but every time you moved he let out a little ‘hmph’ in disapproval in his sleep. Your eyes scanned the bedroom floor until you saw ‘Bruce’, the plushie shark Shaw had won at a carnival (And yes he was named after Bruce in finding nemo), he had been lobbed onto the floor at some point in the night. That poor shark had seen some horrific sights between Shaw and you, poor baby, how he still had that sewn on gaping smile you’d never know.

Shuffling yourself forward slowly, your hand just about grasped his and you pulled him on the bed. After some carefully planned manoeuvring, you were able to climb out of bed and swap your body for Bruce’s, watching as Shaw snuggled the plushie close to him. Everything about him melted your heart, you felt nothing but pure love for the young lilac haired man currently spooning a toy shark. Even though he never he said it, he loved you deeply back, he had done since the day he first saw you on the bus determined to make you his forever.

Finally getting to wear the cladded set of underwear you brought from your trip, you had kept it a surprise, feeling fresh as a daisy and more than ready to actually get physical with Shaw (It had been the longest and most frustrating few days of your life, no amount of dry humping and blowjobs could relieve either one of your lusts). With a gentle cough as you stood at the end of the bed, Shaw murmured in his sleep before kissing the head of Bruce causing a fit of giggles from you.

“Hmm?” He sleepily asks, his eyes opening slowly before he jolted back, Bruce being launched into the air.

“You two make a cute couple,” You tease, watching the plushie crash back down on the bed as Shaw rested against the headrest admiring the view in-front of him. You crawl on to the bed and over him.

“Happy birthday Shaw,” You breathlessly whisper, straddling him and pressing gentle kisses to his lips.

“You are the best present I could ever wish for,” His lips coming up meet yours.

Poor Bruce lay on the side of the bed watching for hours as Shaw and you ravished each other's bodies, unable to get enough of each other. That poor plushie had seen enough to make the kamasutra look tame.

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mythgirlimagines · 4 years

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Now that today is Tuesday, I’ve conjured up a fresh new talentswap! Give a warm welcome to Myth, Former Ultimate Child Caregiver!

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BACKSTORY AND TALENT

Myth’s parents work at an orphanage, and as such, she was born and raised around little kids. She may have 3 biological sisters, but emotionally, she has close to 53 siblings. Myth bonded especially with a rough-and-tough street rat the same age as her. However, when Myth started to get older, the orphanages funds began to falter. Myth’s parents had no choice but to send their strongest orphans to ”aikido training” in order to earn them money. And sadly, Wyre was amongst the strongest orphans. Myth was deeply hurt by the loss of her childhood friend, but she had to remain strong for the rest of the orphans. Many other Ultimates also visit Myth’s orphanage in order to assist her in caring for the children. She claims she can do it all by herself, but deep down, she appreciates the extra helping hands.

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RELATIONSHIPS

Wyre Anon, Former Ultimate Assassin Aikido Master

Wyre has been Myth’s friend ever since Wyre was first brought flailing and screaming into the orphanage. Myth is only one able to calm a little Wyre down from her outbursts, even to the present day. Myth is also the only one who knows of Wyre’s secret identity as “Ryuuken”, a highly dangerous and violent assassin, and regularly controls Wyre in case she can’t fight her violent nature.

Anon Scar, Ultimate Adventurer

Scar, or “The Crusader Of The Mortal Realm” as she refers to herself, is well-known for traversing across dangerous terrain and through precarious situations. Scar is also a big hit amongst the kids at Myth’s orphanage for her bombastic anecdotes regarding her travels, abliet with Myth and Fusion translating the more complex parts of her speech. Scar will never admit it, but she has a soft spot for the ”Spawn of Heart”, as she calls them.

FU5-10N (aka. Fusion Anon), Ultimate Robot

Originally built for the purpose of being a science museum’s tour guide and mascot, FU5-10N has since being upgraded to look after little kids as well. While some more skittish kids may be a bit unnerved by this 6,3 metal man, the fear quickly dissipates when said 6,3 metal man starts telling dad jokes and science trivia. Myth quickly got along with the metal man for their shared love of puns. However, FU5-10N is also the only one besides Myth who knows of Wyre‘s true talent.

Fusion Anon II, Ultimate Cosplayer

Fusion II is well-known across conventions for her impressively accurate craftsmanship regarding her costumes. Fusion II regularly acts sarcastic and ”too cool for school”, but Myth and the kids quickly busts down her snarky exterior to reveal a massive nerd deep down. Because of Fusion II’s talent, she can not only repair the orphan’s torn clothes and plushies, but she‘ll improve them and make them at least “20% cooler”. She’ll never admit it, but she lives for the orphan’s smiles and words of gratitude.

Just Anon, Ultimate Artist

A natural prodigy when it comes to all sorts of art forms, Janon very quickly establishes himself as a cynical and lazy jerk. Or at least, around adults and kids his age. When around people younger than him need his help, he’d always there for them in a pinch. Unfortunately for him, Myth regularly teases and praises Janon for his soft spot towards the orphans, claiming that he should start working here full-time. This usually earns her paint splashed in her face.

Sparkle Anon, Former Ultimate Magician

Sparkle, or “THE SPECTACULAR SPELLCASTER, SPARKLE“ as she refers to herself, might just hold the record for the most bombastic and elaborate magic tricks ever performed on stage. Myth’s relationship with Sparkle goes back more than half a decade. In fact, Sparkle got her start entertaining the kids at Myth’s orphanage. Myth regularly volunteers herself to assist Sparkle in her magic shows. Even as an adult, Sparkle still hasn’t lost her sparkling and eccentric charm. She lives for the thunderous roar of applause and the tsunami of smiles from her loving audience.

Egg Anon, Former Ultimate Supreme Leader, and Wet Sock Anon, Former Ultimate Astronaut

While Myth normally would allow anyone to help out at the orphanage, these two are the exception to this rule, and it’s not hard to see why. Egg has but one goal; to brainwash children with cursed thoughts and indoctrinate them into their cult. Their twin, Wet Sock‘s main goal is to extend the reach of their cult to outer space. Myth speaks for everyone at the orphanage when she says that Egg and Wet Sock’s cursed images and concepts are hazardous to a child‘s mental health.

Curious Anon, Jr. Ultimate Anthropologist

Just like with Scar, Curious’s stories of their worldly travels entice the children of Myth’s orphanage. And Curious as a person is an equally pleasant experience, for they are tranquil, mild-mannered and easy to get along with. Myth regularly tries to set up Curious with Janon, knowing that Janon has fallen hood-over-heels for them. But despite Curious’s knowledge on the foreign aspects of humanity, romantic feelings seem to be foreign even to them.

Anon Nerd, Former Ultimate Tennis Pro

Unlike other Anons, who frequent the orphanage for the kids, Nerd is after the adorable caretaker, not that he’ll ever admit it. However, Myth knows her romance and would stop at nothing to get Nerd to admit his feelings for her. Not even getting her lip busted by a Mach 2 tennis ball or getting bashed in the head with a tennis racket would stop this girl. She can and will get this tsundere tennis champion to confess, even if she has to suffer scouter burns in the process.

Eldritch Anon, Ultimate Detective

Years of working in law enforcement has left this diminutive detective panicky, hostile and distrusting of just about anybody. Ever since Eldritch heard of an assassin hiding out in the orphanage, Eldritch will stop at nothing to find the assassin hidden among the orphans. But in the meantime, Eldritch has to shake off pesky kids who think he’s one of them. Myth has to save Wyre‘s bacon on the daily from this paranoid detective who wants her incarcerated.

Dream Anon, Ultimate Pianist

Having been attracted to music ever since she was a baby, Dream dominates piano competitions year after year with her energetic and triumphant tunes. She regularly wheels her piano around town looking for places to perform at, which is how she happened upon Myth’s orphanage. Performing for the orphans gives Dream a rush of euphoric feelings that winning competitions could only hope and dream to achieve. And the cute detective that frequents the orphanage with her isn’t half-bad either.

Iris Anon, Jr. Ultimate Inventor

Despite her clumsy and goofy demeanour, Iris has a 7-year winning streak at her hometown’s regional science fairs. Famous for inventing and marketing a new and improved version of Moon Shoes called Astro-Uggs, Iris regularly shows off her inventions to the children of Myth’s orphanage and even donates some of her inventions to Myth in hopes of improving the living conditions of the orphanage. Iris hopes that her inventions would make the world even better and more awesome then it already is.

Purple Anon, Ultimate Maid

With a selfless attitude and an overly formal vocabulary, Purple regularly comes to the orphanage to assist Myth in caring for the children. Despite Myth claiming that she doesn’t need the extra help, Purple insists that it’s the least she can do. Purple always tries her best to help the kids, but most of the children have no idea what she is saying due to her old-fashioned and complex vocabulary, which requires Fusion to translate for her.

This series revolves around Myth and Fusion trying to prevent the other Anons, Eldritch in particular, from finding out about Wyre‘s true talent. However, Wyre doesn‘t do a very good job at hiding her true nature and soon, everyone else but Eldritch finds out. So now, it’s Everybody Else vs. Eldritch.

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APPEARANCE

Myth wears glasses and has undyed hair in two low and long pigtails, held up by green scrunchies. She has a matching green headband with yellow stars and pink hearts and a heart shaped ahoge, designating her as the protagonist. She wears an oversized pink hoodie with yellow details and a smiley face on each pocket, over a blue shirt with multicoloured shapes on it. She also has a necklace with a green clover in the center. She wears a red belt that holds various stuffed animals and a yellow belt that holds a first aid kit. Her long and light blue skirt has various patches sewn in and on her feet, she wears red Mary Janes.

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PERSONALITY

Despite what ChildCaregiver!Myth’s fashion sense would suggest, ChildCaregiver!Myth is more serious and almost monk-like in her tranquilty. Being surrounded by children since birth has caused ChildCaregiver!Myth to grow into a caring, calm and empathetic soul. She is also known to offer sage-like advice on how to deal with loss and abandonment, having dealt with abandoned and parentless children. However, ChildCaregiver!Myth has a bad tendency to overexert herself and spread herself too thin, something also caused by being surrounded with kids. She can be a bit stubborn on insisting that she doesn’t need help and can deal with this all by herself, much to the concern of the volunteers. If I had to compare ChildCaregiver!Myth to a canon character, I’d compare her to Kirumi.

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Finally! I’ve finished ChildCaregiver!Myth! Let me know what you think of this talentswap!

-Fusion Anon

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Well the kids I babysit sure seem to like me, so this is a good talent haha!

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storytellerofuntoldlegends · 5 years

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Sometimes You Just Need a Hug

A/N: do I have a big bang to be working on? Yes, but I wrote this instead. Someone in a discord server mentioned this au, and dangit I had to write it. So finally, finally, another installment of my fusion au!

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Warnings: a lot of emotions, realization of feelings, crying, hugs, vague description of spiderwebs, yelling, self-doubt, kissing, mentioned/implied heartbreak (lmk if anything should be added!)

Patton hummed to himself as he tidied up the various knick-knacks and bits of nostalgia in his room. He cooed over ever every stuffed animal, remembering the memories as he placed each little creature in its place. He paused over one particular teddy bear that Thomas had for years, smiling down on its sewn-on eyes.

His nostalgic reverie was suddenly broken by someone bursting into the room, causing Patton to jump and drop the teddy bear with a surprised squeal. He turned around to see Virgil standing behind him, wide-eyed and panicked. Patton’s heart stuttered in his chest. What was wrong? Did something happen to one of the others?

“Virge? Is there a reason you decided to pop in on your Pop?” Patton joked, but his voice was wavering slightly. Virgil huffed out a laugh, his expression softening.

“Sorry about that. I just wanted to talk to you. Something weird happened, and I don’t really know how to feel about it,” Virgil said, fiddling with the ends of his sleeves nervously.

“Well of course! C’mere, take a seat!” Patton said, sitting down on the couch and making room for Virgil to sit next to him. Virgil took the offered spot, sitting rather stiffly. Patton gave him a soft and encouraging smile, and he relaxed into the couch slightly.

“So… I guess it started when Roman and Logan fused,” Virgil began.

“They fused?!” Patton squealed, clasping his hands together and beaming. Virgil winced at his shrill voice, but there was a fond look on his face.

“Uh… yeah. I was surprised too. And he’s great, a little loud and overbearing, but great,” Virgil said, and Patton was pleasantly surprised to see a blush growing over the anxious side’s cheeks.

“From what I can see, you think he’s more than great,” Patton replied, nudging him playfully.

“No! Well- maybe. He was really flirtatious and he kissed me on the cheek, but what does that even mean? Do both Roman and Logan like me? And some strange part of me wanted to like, actually kiss him. So do I like both of them? I just… I don’t know,” Virgil rambled, face flushing deeper.

“Virgil… is it so bad if both of them like you? And if you like both of them?” Patton asked, his voice soft and comforting despite the disappointment worming its way into his heart. Not that he wasn’t happy for Virgil and the others, but there was a part of him that felt neglected. Left out. But the way Patton felt didn’t matter. If the three of them were happy, then Patton was happy.

“Patton? You okay?” Virgil asked, noticing the sudden shift in his attitude.

“What? Of course! You’re the one I’m worried about,” Patton replied, plastering on a fake smile. Virgil narrowed his eyes, and Patton’s cheery disposition faltered.

“Patton, we’ve talked about this,” Virgil said gently, expression conflicted.

“I’m okay, really! I’m really happy for you guys. I’m just being selfish, it doesn’t-”

“Oh my god, I’m an idiot. Patton… I’m so sorry. I came to you for advice, but I wasn’t even thinking about how it’d make you feel,” Virgil interrupted, placing a hand on Patton’s arm.

“Virgil…”

“Patton, I might be confused on what I’m feeling right now, but to think that my feelings don’t include you is ridiculous,” Virgil cut in, gently squeezing Patton’s arm for emphasis.

“What are you saying?” Patton asked nervously. Was Virgil just saying this because he felt bad for Patton? Or could he really… have feelings for him?

“I’m saying that for as long as I can remember, I’ve always... cared… about you, and the others too. I just… I think the feelings might be more than platonic,” Virgil admitted shyly, ducking his head down and blushing. Patton’s heart soared, and a brilliant grin broke out over his face.

“Aww, Virge! I could hug you right now!” Patton squealed, his cheerfulness and excitement genuine.

“I mean… I wouldn’t say no…” Virgil muttered bashfully.

“Can I really? Can I hug you?” Patton gasped, trying to stay still, as if any movement would frighten Virgil away. Virgil nodded, blushing profusely. Permission given, Patton reached out and pulled Virgil into a gentle hug. It was firm enough to let Virgil know that he cared, but loose enough that if at any moment Virgil felt uncomfortable, he could easily get out of the hug.

Patton expected the hug to be brief, but to his great surprise and delight, Virgil hugged him back tightly. He felt tears prickle the corners of his eyes, and he buried his face in Virgil’s shoulder, hands clutching at the back of his patchwork hoodie. Patton hadn’t been aware of how much he needed a hug until Virgil had agreed to it, and it seemed Virgil needed it just as much as he did.

Before either of them could break away from the embrace, a soft glow began to envelop the pair. Virgil held Patton closer, if at all possible, and the tears finally sprung from Patton’s eyes as the glow grew brighter. The whole room became bathed in the glow as well, and had anyone else been in the room, the light would have been blinding.

The light faded as soon as it appeared, an in its place was one man huddled on the couch, hugging his knees as tears streamed down his face. He wore a gray and purple plaid hoodie, light blue t-shirt, distressed khaki jeans, and light blue lace-up boots with purple laces. Glasses with gray frames were balanced on his nose, and light eyeshadow that shimmered and sparkled was placed beneath his eyes, although it now ran down his face thanks to his tears. The room around the fusion had changed too, if only slightly. What had once been Patton’s room, bright and sunshiney, was now more gray and neutral. There were now Nightmare Before Christmas things and emo paraphernalia scattered among Patton’s soft plushies and knick-knacks. Spiderwebs lingered in the corners of the room, but they were more akin to cotton candy than actual webbing.

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing a distraught Roman standing in the doorway. The fusion flinched at the sound, but Roman didn’t notice. Instead, he stalked into the room, slamming the door behind him and gesturing wildly as he vented about something. But the poor fusion sitting on the couch could barely pick up on what he was saying, instead trembling at Roman’s shrill tone.

“Things were going fine! But then something happened and Logan and I de-fused! He’s just so insufferable, always has to be right-” Roman’s voice cut off once his gaze fell on the trembling fusion, and he took in his surroundings, finally noticing that he wasn’t quite in Patton’s room.

“Patton… Virgil… you fused!” Roman gasped out. The fusion didn’t say anything, still trembling with tears trailing down his cheeks. Roman reached a hand out towards him, and a heartbroken expression came over his face when the fusion flinched.

“I’m so sorry, I gave you quite the fright when I stormed in, didn’t I?” Roman asked softly.

“Y-yeah,” he replied, giving a shaky nod.

“Again, I deeply and sincerely apologize for my actions. I could never dream of hurting you,” Roman said softly.

“It’s okay, I forgive you,” he replied, giving Roman a soft smile that was reminiscent of Virgil’s, yet held the same deep comfort as Patton’s smile. Roman gave him a smile of his own, lopsided yet charming.

“Is it alright if I sit next to you?” Roman asked. The fusion nodded eagerly, unfolding from his hunched position and patting the spot on the couch next to him. Roman flopped down onto the couch beside the fusion, one arm flung over his arm dramatically.

“Drama queen,” the fusion muttered between giggles.

“Yup, that’s me. Dramatic and over-the-top. Y’know, maybe that’s why I keep making a mess of things. First with Logan, then with you… it’s a wonder I can do anything right,” Roman said, his tone edging on bitter. The fusion frowned, turning to look Roman in the eyes- only to let out a sharp gasp. Silent tears were streaming down Roman’s face, but they were glittering, much like the eyeshadow the fusion wore.

“Roman, you’re crying,” he uttered softly, placing a hand on Roman’s cheek. He flinched at the touch, and the fusion retracted his hand instantly. Roman’s hand came up to replace the fusion’s, and he wiped away the tears with numb curiosity. More tears streamed down to replace them, no matter how many times he wiped them away.

“What’s- I don’t- why-” Roman stuttered, now practically choking on his sobs.

“My room- c’mon, I’m getting you out of here,” the fusion said, taking hold of Roman and sinking them out of his room. They popped up on the couch in the living room of the mindscape, Roman slouching into the fusion’s touch.

“Thank you,” Roman whispered shakily.

“Of course, here- lemme wipe those away for you,” he murmured, reaching out to wipe away Roman’s tears. He was relieved to see that no tears came to replace them, sparkly or otherwise.

It suddenly occurred to the fusion just how close his face was to Roman’s. And that he was practically in Roman’s lap. His hand rested on Roman’s face, eyes wide at the realization.

“Is everything alright?” Roman murmured. The fusion shifted so that he was seated more in Roman’s lap, causing the prince’s arms to wrap around him on instinct. The touch sent fireworks shooting off in the fusion’s brain, and he blushed profusely.

“I really wanna kiss you!” he blurted. Roman’s eyes widened, and a blush of his own danced over his cheeks.

“I- I um, I mean- I’m certainly not opposed, but- I don’t even know your name!” Roman replied, incredibly flustered. A dumbfounded expression took over the fusion’s face, and he broke down into giggles.

“Oh geez, I completely forgot! You can call me… Pax, I guess! Means peace… although I’m not sure if that really fits me,” he said sheepishly.

“Pax, your name is perfect. You helped me feel at peace, didn’t you?” Roman said, gently cupping Pax’s cheek with one hand.

“O-oh… really?” he gasped out.

“Really,” Roman murmured back.

Pax wasn’t sure which one of them had moved first, but suddenly they were kissing. Roman’s hand rested on his cheek, while the other pressed against his lower back and pulled him impossibly closer. Pax’s hands buried in his hair, the only thought being how much he needed Roman- Pax pulled away with a gasp.

All the emotions came crashing down, and he was vaguely aware that he was crying again. He was certain that he cared very deeply for Roman, but a part of him- probably the Virgil part- was terrified out of his mind. What if Roman really wasn’t interested? What if everything that had happened so far- the flirting, the fusing- was just part of Roman’s personality? And what if he was just playing along so that Pax didn’t feel bad?

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have- you don’t need to force yourself to-”

“Force myself?” Roman gasped, eyes wide.

“You don’t need to pretend to care about us. I mean- me. I’m a dysfunctional, emotional mess,” Pax said, trying to clamber out of Roman’s arms- only for the prince to tighten his hold.

“Pax, I may pride myself on being an actor, but I could never fake the way I feel about you. All of you,” Roman said firmly. Pax’s breath caught in his throat.

“What?”

“I first realized it when I fused with Patton. And again when I fused with Logan. I’ve fallen head over heels for Patton, Logan, and Virgil,” Roman explained, a bit bashful. Pax’s expression fell for a moment.

“Oh, I see,” he replied.

“Wha- Pax, what’s the matter? That includes you, you’re Patton and Virgil!” Roman exclaimed.

“I know, but it just- it just kinda sounded like you’d prefer us- me- as two, not one,” Pax replied softly.

“Now why on earth would I want that?! When I kiss you, I can kiss two people I care about at the same time!” Roman exclaimed, sounding scandalized at the mere suggestion that he would want the fusion to split apart. To prove his point, Roman began to kiss away the tears that glistened on Pax’s face. This caused the fusion to break down into giggles, trying to stifle the sound with his hand.

“Hey now, don’t deprive me of your melodious laughter!” Roman declared, snatching away Pax’s hand. He laced their fingers together lovingly, and Roman’s dramatics only caused Pax to giggle more.

“You dork,” he muttered, before surging forward and capturing his lips once more. Pax’s heart thrummed with joy as Roman eagerly kissed him back.

A sudden gasp broke the two of them apart. Their gazes whipped over to see Logan a few feet away from the couch, mouth hanging open and eyes wide. Pax scrambled off of Roman’s lap immediately, face flushed bright red.

“Virge- Pat- no, a fusion?” Logan asked.

“Yeah, um. I’m Pax,” he replied, waving sheepishly. A strange expression flickered over Logan’s face as he glanced between Roman and Pax, but it was stifled quickly as his face regained its usual serious composure.

“My apologies. I shall take my leave. It was lovel- satisfactory, making your acquaintance, Pax,” Logan said, turning sharply and leaving the living room before either of them could say anything.

But just moments after Logan left, Pax realized what that strange expression was on Logan’s face. Heartbreak.

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ft-dads-au · 5 years

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Haku and Kuro Eucliffe Fanart by @oryu404

Stingue Week 2019 Prompt: AU Home for the Holidays 2019 Prompt: Family A collaboration by @mdelpin and @oryu404 AO3 | FF.Net | Next: Ch 2

Chance Encounter

Chapter 1

May 11, 2020

Rogue closed his eyes for what felt like only a moment, only to be pulled out of sleep by the soft whining noises of an infant. A short silence fell, and he almost got his hopes up that it was simply sleep talk, but of course, luck wasn’t on his side.

The whining repeated louder and more desperate to be heard. When no response was given, it quickly turned into a piercing wail. The staticky video monitor that sat on his nightstand called for his attention, but he stubbornly refused to reach for it yet. Holding his breath, he willed his son to go back to sleep on his own, but instead, the cry was quickly joined by a second one, and Rogue could only groan in frustration. Both twins were up now, and he was still so tired.

The last six months had been hell on his sleep schedule. He and Sting had been happily surprised when they’d heard from Minerva that they were going to have twins. In their excitement, however, they’d failed to consider how challenging that first year would be, especially with Sting just starting his first year of pediatric residency at the hospital.

Rogue decided to let their sons cry for a bit and see if they were able to put themselves back to sleep, but after several minutes had passed with the cries only growing more desperate, he knew it wasn’t going to happen. Eyes still shut tightly, he willed his body to move but then felt the bed shift as Sting rolled onto his stomach with a groan, covering his head with a pillow before finally getting up to check on Haku and Kuro.

Rogue smiled in appreciation and snuggled deeper into the covers, content in the knowledge that Sting was taking over. A few moments passed before he heard Sting’s sleepy voice come over the monitor.

“What are you little monsters up to? It’s not even light out,” Sting’s voice sounded loud through the monitor, giving Rogue a rather good idea of where he was standing.

The crying stopped instantly, replaced by curious coos as the boys recognized their father’s voice.

“Do you need changing?” Sting asked, and as Rogue heard the creak of the floorboards, he knew Sting had picked Haku up out of his crib.

“You have such a beautiful smile, Haku,” Sting murmured gently, “Oof, but that diaper has got to go, looks like you were busy. Smells like it too.”

Haku giggled as Sting changed his diaper, and Rogue felt his heart swell as he imagined Sting making funny faces at their son. He yawned and fought off the instinctual urge to get up and help. He reminded himself that he took care of them on his own every day, it was good to let Sting help out when he could. The sound of Kuro’s displeased wails at being kept waiting rang out. He heard the click of the changing table’s safety belt as Sting went to get Kuro.

“You wait right here, Haku, I’ll be right back with your brother.”

At first, Haku continued to coo happily until he realized Sting wasn’t there anymore then he began to wail as well. That decided it. Rogue reached out with his arm and turned the monitor off, muting the noise as much as possible. It wasn’t like Sting couldn’t handle it on his own.

Rogue tried not to focus on the sounds so he could go back to sleep as soon as possible before it was time to get up and start another day. It didn’t take long before those sounds weren’t coming from the baby monitor anymore. They traveled through the walls until they reached the bedroom. The mattress dipped next to him, and Rogue felt a weight far too light to be Sting’s plop on the bed next to him, followed by another similar weight, before a third, more familiar one filled up the bed.

When Rogue finally lifted his heavy eyelids, he stared right into a pair of wide-open eyes, their bright blue hue twinkling much too happily in the pale moonlight that slipped into the room through a gap between the curtains. A pacifier bobbed up and down rhythmically against chubby cheeks, and from behind it came a delighted hum.

He probably would have melted at the sight if it wasn’t the middle of the night, and he didn’t suffer from exhaustion as much as he did. Besides, this little hellion and his nearly identical partner in crime, who was waving around his favorite stuffed red dragon, were not supposed to be here right now.

“If you keep doing this, they’ll never get used to sleeping in their own room,” Rogue objected, even though the damage was already done, “and we’ll never get some decent sleep.”

Tiny fingers found their way to his face, probing around and tugging at some strands of his hair as if determined to prove that last statement. Rogue gently grabbed them and warded them off before he could be assaulted in thoughtless enthusiasm.

“They’re only six months old, babe, there’s plenty of time for them to get used to sleeping without us,” Sting countered, “The Magnolia Pediatrics Association recommends that babies sleep in their parents’ room for the first six to twelve months.”

Rogue made a face, thinking of spending another six months sleeping with the twins between them, or in cribs next to their bed. It was convenient to not have to get out of the bedroom to do nighttime baby care, and he absolutely loved sleeping with a tiny warm body curled up in his arms. However, he was far less thrilled about being woken by the involuntary spasms of small fists or the feeling of the soggy end of a suckled on plushie in his face.

“We have to start trying at some point. You have twelve-hour shifts, and neither one of us is getting any sleep,” Rogue argued half-heartedly.

“Shh, go back to sleep, I’ve got them,” Sting leaned over to give Rogue a soft kiss, changing the subject before it could turn into an argument. And as the babies shifted away from him and began to climb on his husband with joyous shrieks, Rogue did just that.

When he woke up again, the other side of the bed was empty, but he could smell the reviving scent of freshly brewed coffee as it wafted into his room.

The alarm clock displayed a time that made him want to hide under the warmth of the covers for a few more hours, but he got up anyway. Sting didn’t have much time left before he had to head out, and the familiar urge to use the bathroom made sure he didn’t stall any longer.

Still sleepy, he yawned and rubbed away at the sandy feeling in his eyes as he trudged into the dining room. The twins were in their high chairs, Kuro intensely focused on drinking from the bottle he was holding up all by himself, while Haku seemed to have given up on that and was diligently trying to pick up cheerios from the tray. Some of them had already landed on the floor, but they were easy to clean up. It was a simple way to keep the little one busy for a while, so Rogue didn’t mind in the slightest.

“Morning,” Sting greeted, cheerful as ever no matter the ungodly hour. He kissed Rogue’s cheek and placed a big mug of coffee, along with a bowl of cereal and milk on the table in front of him. “Right on time for breakfast!”

Rogue sat down next to Haku, already foreseeing what would happen once he ran out of cheerios, and blew some steam off his coffee. He took a tentative first sip to gauge the temperature and then a bigger one when he made sure it was safe.

“Thanks,” he smiled into the mug, “did you ever get back to sleep?”

“Nah, but that’s okay. I got some quality cuddling time with the monsters instead. They’ll probably be asleep by the time I get back tonight, so it’s a sacrifice I was willing to make.” Sting took a seat next to him with his own breakfast, placing a hand on his thigh and his head on Rogue’s shoulder, “I didn’t get to cuddle you though.”

“Eat,” ordered Rogue, softly headbutting him, “you sacrificed sleep, you can’t skip breakfast too. I’ll still be up when you get back.”

“Promise?” Sting grinned at him, his eyes alight with mischief as he moved his hand a little higher up Rogue’s thigh before squeezing firmly and settling to eat his breakfast.

Rogue rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the smile that teased his lips as he thought about the possibility of spending some alone time with Sting. He peered over at the boys, whose faces were already covered in a combination of formula and mushed up Cheerios and then back at Sting, who was wolfing down his breakfast in a bid to have enough time for a shower before work and sighed happily. This might very well be the most perfect moment he could recall in quite a while.

But as often happened, it was over before he had a chance to really enjoy it. Sting looked down at his watch and jumped out of his chair.

“Shit! Gotta jump in the shower, new rotation today, can’t afford to be late!”

Rogue tried to remember which rotation Sting was going to be working on now as he stood up from his chair but couldn’t remember. He hoped it was one of the good ones, knowing Sting had been itching to have more interaction with patients.

Haku and Kuro began to show signs of restlessness, so Rogue hurried his cleaning efforts, collecting all the dirty dishes and putting them in the sink for later. Grabbing a washcloth, he cleaned the twins’ faces quickly, taking them out of their high chairs and placing them on their tummies on the living room floor.

“Alexa, play children’s music,” Rogue cringed as the saccharin sweet sounds of Wheels on the Bus began to play in the background, but Haku and Kuro both lifted their heads up in wonder as they tried to find the source of the music.

Rogue hurried to get the basket of toys they kept next to their large sectional, reaching in to grab a large blanket with multiple items sewn to it. It was designed to stimulate and help develop an infant’s motor development, and it was Haku’s favorite toy at the moment.

Kuro had been fascinated by his red dragon plush from the moment he’d received it from his Grandpa Weiss. He took it with him everywhere and put up a fuss if it was ever removed from his chubby hands. Not even Haku was allowed to take it from him. Haku had been gifted a similar blue dragon, but he hadn’t really cared much about it yet.

Sting raced out of their bedroom, stopping only to kiss Rogue and tickle the boys’ sides gently before kissing the tops of their heads.

“Be good for Daddy!” he chattered at them before grabbing his work bag and waving to Rogue, “See you tonight!”

“Bye,” Rogue managed as the door closed loudly from Sting’s over-exuberant efforts. And just like that, Rogue’s day had begun. Looking down at his watch, he saw it was only five fifteen in the morning.

A/N: We are super excited to finally introduce you to this world we have been building for a while now, and have really fallen in love with! We'll follow a number of couples and characters on a very different kind of battlefield: adult life, and most notably parenthood! As this is also an entry for both Stingue week and ftlgbtales home for the holidays, we will first introduce you to the lovely, and slightly chaotic Eucliffe household. Hope you enjoy! ^^- Burrito and Mdelpin -

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cutiecrates · 5 years

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September 2019 Lucky Treat!

Well here we are guys, finally! As it turns out, I was supposed to get this on my birthday (the 15th) and it came, but at the time I was taking a nap because I was gone most of the day and I felt really tired when I got home. So they showed up around 6pm but nobody answered the door, and since I had to sign for it they left.

This isn’t the first time this has happened, I somehow miss foreign packages I need to sign for <_< my mom and I argue over this every time, and as I expected it didn’t come the next day. I wasted 2-3 hours stalking the front door and not leaving the room at all for anything. So yesterday morning we picked it up, but it just wasn’t a good day to try to post this.

It’s also the reason why my next review hasn’t been posted but you can expect to see that later today. So for now, let’s focus on this!

As a reminder I won’t be reviewing these items due to them being sent for free. I’ll just be showing them and giving my opinions.

(Note the Kawaii Box I’m supposed to review in the background...)

Okay, so as you can see this is exactly how it arrived. I initially assumed it would be one large box, so I was actually relieved to see it consisted of 2 medium-sized boxes. Both were light weight and easy to carry.

Japan Haul, for anyone unfamiliar with the name or new to the blog is the online store belonging to the branding that makes Tokyo Treat, YumeTwins, NMNL. You can find a lot of the box items, as well as some unique items on there, which is why I try to recommend you check it out if you’re ever interested in the items from those boxes. There wasn’t any special papers or anything in the box, but each of them had an “order summery sheet“ and a sheet of protective Styrofoam on the bottom.

Before I begin I wanted to mention that usually there’s a “value“ depicted in the information or picture for the Lucky Treat, but this one didn’t have it. On each box it says their values were 1000yen, so combined I think that might be $200.00? I don’t know much about foreign currency so don’t quote me on it.

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Mew Plushie & Vulpix Plushie

Anyone who reads this blog knows that I am OBSESSED with Vulpix/Rokon- it was the reason I just had to have this box, and it hasn’t left my side since I opened the one it was inside. It was true love from the day we met; I have various Vulpix items, including a smaller plush from a KFC promotion when I was a kid, a couple toy items, stickers, coloring book pages, and several TCG cards in both English and Japanese~

About a year or so back they were featuring Vulpix (normal and Alola) in Japanese merch. I’ve always wanted to visit Japan, but that was probably when I wanted it the most.

The plush is pretty big (although I know in comparison to the Mew it doesn’t look it), it’s the perfect lap size~ It’s also very soft, with fluffy material for the hair and tails that is a combination of rose swirls and tufts. The tails are one solid piece with lines between them to give them the feel of individual pieces, but the curled portions are separated. I love love love love love it~

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So as you can tell, Vulpix isn’t the only plush we got in this months box :3 in fact we got a handful more to go- including this really big Mew Plush. Currently this is the second biggest Pokemon Plush I own, it’s a few inches taller than the piplup I won at the fair a few years back, but smaller than the Meowth I got when I was a kid.

This plush is made from the same fabric as the vulpix but lacks the fluffy hair accents. The sewn details are perfect, it’s feet are properly stuffed and a little floppy, while its super-long tail is sewn to the back, so I assume it would dangle if I cut the strings. He’s great for hugs.

Flaaffy Plushie & Mini Eeevee Plushie

We got 2 more Pokemon plushies, including this very small Flaaffy plush~ It’s like the Vulpix in which it has normal plush fabric, and slightly softer fabric for the wool on its neck and head. It’s stitching and details are great, it’s a really good quality plushie.

According to its tag it’s part of a Pokemon Fit line. I never heard of it so I don’t really know what it contains- but I think it’s adorable how out of the 4 Pokemon it’s normally the biggest, and here it’s the smallest. It fits in the palm perfectly.

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Our final Pokemon plushie is an adorable, fluffy Eevee. I really like Eeevee and its eeveelutions, and I really liked playing Let’s Go Eeevee! so this was a lovely surprise; now if only I had some items to make it match mine~

It’s well made and very cute and sweet looking, and according to the tag this came out last year- probably for Let’s Go Eeevee :P It’s a big bigger than Flaaffy, but still fits in the palm nicely. I can’t decide if I like its fluffy neck fur or huge tail more~

Kopiyo Friends Cushion

This is our last plush-based item in the box, an adorable cushion themed after an adorable birdie. From Kopiyo Friends there was a variety of various birds you could get in this set, but for Lucky Treat it was this specific... parakeet? It looks like the ones I used to have when I was little, so I’ve been calling it that.

It’s a good size for a pillow (head, lap, legs, etc) and it’s stuffed enough to feel marshmallowy squishy, and it stretches a little bit. It was very comfortable, and it makes for a nice secondary pillow you can cuddle with.

Solgaleo Figure & Mewtwo Mug

If you guys couldn’t tell this box was almost entirely Pokemon oriented :3 and to go with our plushies, we have a Solgaleo figurine from the latest handheld Pokemon games (until sword and shield comes out anyway). It’s from the Moncolle-EX collection of Pokemon figures... and that’s pretty much all I can say other than it’s paint quality is great. I’m not sure about the figure quality itself because I won’t be removing it from the packaging. I might give it to my friend, who bought this version of the game.

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Now this next item goes with the Mew I got, and I think they were both made to celebrate the upgraded/updated Mewtwo Strikes Back movie. I know my picture quality of this sucks, but I was kind of on a time crunch at this point... and by that I mean, I had cats going crazy in the background trying to get in my way and play with the boxes <_<

The mug has a very detailed, mood-setting picture for the movie. I have to admit it’s not really my style (CUTIEcrates probably says it all right?), but I do like it as a Pokemon fan and I’ll find a use for it.

Gengar Mask & Pokemon Memo

Now this is an item perfect for this time of the year, as well as when I clean or when the allergies hit (where was it during summer when I needed it?!). I did have one mask from a really old DokiDoki, but I have no clue where that went.

I love Gengar (at this rate it’s easier just to say every Pokemon in this box are ones I like, nearly), so this is a cute, funny little item. It’s a nice, padded mask with two layers of filtered-like fabric over the part covering your nose and/or mouth. I’m not really sure if they serve a purpose (maybe filtering dust or scent or something?) but they have a nice clean smell.

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We can’t forget the stationery items now :3 and to go with all of our Pokemon goodness we have a notepad with 4 sets of 8 different designed papers! They easily tear apart and come from the Pokemon World Market series, featuring the various Pokemon from various regions hanging out and having fun.

Pokemon World Market Re-Ment & Colorful Ramune Blind Bag

I’m assuming the Pokemon World Market is a current series/collection :3 because next we have an adorable re-ment set. I miss getting re-ments in the boxes, so this was very exciting. Like the notepad, these were based on various regions foods, Pokemon, and activities. Such as the one I got, the Kanto region, having a bike, a Poke Flute, and a Pokemon Doll. Each one also includes a map of the specific region.

If you were curious, here are what the others had:

2. Squirtle Watering can, toy, milk, manju/dorayaki?

3. Torchic, Rice cracker, Pokeblock storage, and what looks like an envelope and ticket.

4. Piplup, helmet, shovel, what looks like chocolate, and Poffins.

5. A Pokedoll, a ferris wheel toy, and ice cream.

6. Pokedoll, food, skates, and the girl trainers hat.

7. A book or magazine with Snorlax, a toucan measuring piece(?), a bowl or fruit in a box, and an Alola Exeggutor pen with base.

Now compared to the others, mine feels pretty simple. But the detail on each piece is amazing; I could look at re-ments all day~ I really wish I could display mine, but I just don’t have a safe place or any room for them at the time. As much as I think a re-ment subscription box would be fun, I’m kinda glad they don’t have one of those :P I’d be in trouble.

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Now, this is a Tokyo Treat special box, of course there has to be a couple food items~ and first up is a Pokemon, Wobbuffet bling bag candy tin, which features 6 different designs that feature Wobbuffet interacting with various Pokemon. They’re all so cute!

But lookie lookie, did you notice which one I got~? The special mystery one :D I’m not sure if that was intentional or not, but I thought it was a fun additional surprise.

There are 3 flavors of candy, including a blue ramune/soda, yellow... I think lemon (but it could be banana? It doesn’t taste like it though), and a pinkish-red one that I couldn’t identify. It might be cola, because it tastes like a nasty cola Japanese candy DIY I tried a couple years back- one of the only cola flavors I didn’t like. But the candies are pretty good, even that weird might be cola one.

Pokemon Nori Chips & Dragonball Super Candies

Given the few Non-Pokemon items in the box, I was surprised to see this Dragonball themed candy. These come in a tin-like piece similar to old-style Japanese fruity hard candy. I’ve seen them several times but never had them before- and let me tell you, it’s a picnic trying to open these! You’ll definitely want a pen or scissors or a cornered object or something, nails are not recommended though. But maybe mine are just wimpy. The good news is that you don’t have to worry about them spilling.

Anyway, these are just cute orange spherical candies with a simple orange-ish flavoring to them. It’s not overly sweet or tangy, so it’s good if you like a mild candy.

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To kick up the snacks, we also have some curry-flavored Nori Chips/Seaweed. They come in this adorable Pokemon tin featuring Pikachu and some other impressive pokemon, and the inside is lined by pleated paper. The tin is 71.0 calories.

The seaweed/nori is thin, but in 2 layers, with curry flavored powder/substance between them. If you don’t like the taste of curry or seaweed you probably won’t like these, but if you do then you will. I actually really like eating seaweed as a snack, and curry is pretty yummy so I really like them x3 they’re not spicy, but it seems to pick up heat the more you eat of them. They’re also very crunchy.

Pokemon Tote

We also have some fun apparel, including a Pokemon Tote by the brand Outdoor Products, which has been in business since 1973 apparently. It includes a rainbow variety of colorful Pokemon from a few different generations making a variety of poses. I think there’s 2 per Pokemon. The bag also features a velcro strap to hold it shut, and it’s a medium-big size, so it would come in handy for a lot of stuff.

Pokemon Mini Bath Towel

To go with the Pokemon World Market collection, we also have this adorable and colorful mini-bath towel featuring all the different regions Pokemon having a fun time playing and checking things out at their respective hangouts x3

Despite the name, this thing couldn’t be fit into a single picture without losing a lot of detail, so I had to settle for this. It’s very soft fabric, I’m very eager to begin using it because it’ll go great with that set of Pokemon wash clothes I got a few months back.

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Okay guys, that will be it for now! What did you think, was this Lucky Treat good? I really wish the other subscribers could have won this too because it was very fun and exciting- I still can’t believe i won it!

However, I did notice an item is missing. There was also supposed to be a pair of Pokemon Socks that I didn’t find in either box. I checked multiple times, and I couldn’t find anything to say the item was removed from the box, so I don’t know what happened. I messaged them about it, but because this was entirely free, I don’t actually mind the mistake. It happens... of course, if it had been my Vulpix then heads would roll.

Just kidding :P Anyway, I’ll keep you guys updated on that. Until later, remember to hug a Pokemon!

#tokyotreat #luckytreat #pokemon plush #pokemon merchandise

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harbingers-appointed · 5 years

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Ahsjakskd my first ever Sans plushie!!! I’m so happy with how he turned out!!!

So this is all hand sewn i don’t even own a sewing machine yet ;;w;;

//also he doesn’t have his shirt yet but shhh... or hoodie zipper !

But shfhfhdhdh so much work and I think he looks really cute??:”D

Been working on him since yesterday//drafted pattern ideas last week tho....!

Hhhh about 8 hours of sewing+cutting yesterday.... annnnd 6 hours today!!! Woop

So much work ;;w;; I feel like if I had a machine this would’ve taken half the time or less.... cause most of my time is spent sewing everything hhh.

Annnywwhooo

Comments and reblogs are SUPER appreciated !!

Keep in mind this is one of my first plushies ever (biggest thing I’ve ever made sewing wise)...! I only started sewing in the last few Months ;0;

I plan to get a sewing embroidery machine soon they’re just so pricey ;;w;; sooo

Help support meee ~<3

Materials

Minky (white, black, electric blue)

Felt (black)

Acrylic paint for the mouth details

Alchohol marker for the blush

Thread(various colours)

A little hot glue (for double siding some things...)

I don’t plan to sell this sleepy boy but if you’re interested in him I wouldn’t mind looking at offers <3

#undertale #art #sans #my art #ut #undertale sans #plush #plushie #plushies #stuffed animals #stuffedtoy #toy #undertale plush #handsewn #minky

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bionic-egypt · 6 years

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Magical Realism/Urban Fantasy Sanders Sides AU

Two people liked my post on whether or not they’d want to hear about a Sanders Sides AU I had come up with and, well, that’s good enough for me! It’s a Magical Realism/Urban Fantasy AU (which is the genre called?) where each of the boys are either magical creatures or affected by magic in some way. Inspiration from @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors series Love and Other Fairytales, which I’ll link here (it’s the ao3 link, since I have no idea how to link to tumblr. Let’s be honest I barely know how to tag people). Their series is so good! You guys should go read it. My AU doesn’t actually share any common elements with theirs other than the genre. I just thought it would be cool. Moving on to the actual AU idea.

As stated before, each of the characters is either a magical creature or has their life affected in some big way by magic. Character list now:

Patton Hart: a selkie. Not like ones in fanfictions I’ve seen, where if someone returns their coat to them they’re married. Nope. Just a normal selkie, where if someone has their coat they can’t return to the water. Patton is still a naturally kind person, but he never ever lets his coat out of his sight. 99% of the time, it’s tied snuggly and securely around his neck, though once he becomes super comfortable with someone and trusts them absolutely, he will sometimes let them borrow his coat when they’re upset, much like how people will drape a blanket around their friend’s shoulders when their friend is sad. But no matter how much he trusts them, he won’t let them leave with his coat. He meets Logan when they’re in elementary school and instantly decides he wants to be friends, even though it takes a while for Logan to warm up to him.

While he’s in human form, Patton doesn’t look completely normal. His eyes are just a bit too round and his ears slightly pointed (selkie are fae, after all). When he’s in seal form, his eyes are way too light for a normal seal and he looks like one of those Baikal seals (because they look like a seal plushie, just a round orb with a head and flippers. They’re adorable).

Roman Prince: a cursed human. When Roman was about five or six, he ran into a warlock in the woods while pretending to be a brave hero who needed to save the princess. The warlock, being an evil magic user, decided to curse the child that had annoyed him. Much like Elva in the Inheritance books, Roman is cursed to be a protector to anyone he sees in danger, even at the risk of his own life. At first, it doesn’t seem so bad to him. He gets to save the day and be a brave prince for everyone in trouble. But he realizes he has no control over even how he saves people after getting hit by a car while pushing someone out of the way. After that, he vows vengeance on the “evil snake-faced dragon witch” that cursed him *cough* Deceit *cough*. Unfortunately, Roman doesn’t know the different between different magic users, so he assumes all people who use magic are evil like the warlock. This causes some issues when he meets Virgil in college (oh my god they were roommates).

Roman starts dying his bangs red sometime in high school because a kid dared him he wouldn’t do it. It started out as stubbornness, but eventually he grew to like it and decided to keep it. He also constantly wears the letterman’s jacket he earned for track even way into college. Sometimes he’ll wear the prince outfit he stole from the theater program at his high school on the last day of senior year because he likes how it makes him feel regal and brave. It helps him pretend he doesn’t mind his curse as much as he actually does.

Virgil Knightly: a witch. Specifically, a storm witch. When he’s upset or angry or scared, it starts raining outside. When those particular emotions are exceptionally strong, lighting and thunder soon follow. He also goes outside during natural storms and just lets the wind and rain wash over him. It’s very calming. Because of his anxiety, he has a habit of making charmed worry stones and knotted bracelets. A few of the kids in his school end up buying them from him around exams, but they usually leave him alone because everyone in town knows the Knightlys are all witches and can hex people if they don’t like them. His older brother Remy is very well known for hexing people who annoy him. Virgil himself has never actually cast a hex before, since he’s always afraid it’ll backfire or the person will realize he hexed them and come after him. He meets Patton and Logan in high school and is instantly adopted by Patton. It does make him slightly uncomfortable at first, but eventually he comes to be grateful for his friends.

Because of his witchy heritage, Virgil’s eyes are two different colors, one green and one purple. Later on he ends up dying his hair purple because he thinks it looks cool. Sometimes he ironically wears a witch’s hat with sewn on patches, but most of the time he just wears his matching hoodie. After moving in with Roman, he wears the hat more and more just to mess with him.

Logan Picani: a Seer. The first born in his family is always a Seer. Because he is a direct descendant of the first Seer, his visions are stronger and more accurate than those of his eldest cousins. If the energy surrounding a person, place, or object is strong enough, he can get a vision by just being near it. Otherwise, he would actually have to touch the person/place/object. Because of this, he rarely, if ever, actually touches anyone. After he becomes very comfortable/familiar with someone, he has to actively try to have a vision, even if he’s touching them. It takes several years of being Patton’s friend for him to reach this stage, since he doesn’t want to risk seeing Patton’s future (sometimes he sees things he doesn’t want to see. Once he bumped into someone on the street and saw the exact way they were going to die). His first vision was of his younger sibling Emile’s future as a therapist, though he wasn’t sure what was happening at the time.

Normally, Logan’s eyes are a dark blue, somewhere between navy and sapphire. However, when he’s having a vision, his eyes turn pure white and start glowing slightly. In order to be taken seriously, because Seers are sometimes viewed as tacky fortune tellers, he starts wearing a light blue necktie in his freshman year of high school. It doesn’t help much, but it makes him feel more important, so he keeps it.

Remy Knightly: a witch. He doesn’t specialize in any particular type of magic, but he does enjoy reading fortunes in coffee grounds to piss off Logan after he meets him (he thinks Logan is too uptight and needs to chill out). He was hexed by another witch (though he doesn’t know exactly who) when he was in his early teens, but something went wrong and now no one can reverse the hex. It interferes with his sleep; normally he’s a little drowsy, but the more stressed he is, the less sleep he can get. It’s easy to gauge his stress levels by how many cups of coffee he drinks in a day. Normally this sort of curse could be bypassed by using magical solutions like charm sachets or teas, since medications are voided by the magic, but he has the unfortunate luck of being allergic to lavender, a common ingredient in these solutions (what do you mean I’m projecting my annoyance at being allergic to lavender and having sleep issues onto Remy that’s insane shut up). His parents got him a cat a while after the hex in hopes that it might help. It did not, but Remy loves Mocha, the cat, even if she does knock his crystals and candles off the shelves like the little bitch she is.

Due to his witchy heritage, Remy’s eyes are different colors, one green and one grey. He kind of doesn’t like them, so he wears dark sunglasses a lot. Besides, the glasses totally go along with his aesthetic. He paints his nails all the time, mostly staying in the dark color range, though sometimes he’ll paint them pastel colors. When he does this, he’ll usually try to convince Virgil to paint his the same shade, with a 50% success rate.

Emile Picani: the only completely normal human in the bunch. To the surprise of everyone in his family, Emile is perfectly fine with not being a Seer like his older brother. He even helps Logan out when he’s having/dealing with a vision. After helping Logan with the emotional toll seeing people’s futures has on him, Emile realizes he wants to help other people too. This leads to his decision to become a therapist. He applies his love of cartoons to his practice once he notices all of the parallels cartoon problems have to real life ones. Also, it annoys Logan because it works, which is a bonus. After realizing that Logan’s first vision was of him in his practice, however, he starts to doubt his choices. What if he’s only choosing this path because of what his brother saw? It is a bit of struggle for a while, but eventually he accepts that it was his choice, not fate, that made that version of the future reality. He meets Remy in college through Logan’s friend group and they start hanging out together. They’re an odd pairing, but they work somehow.

Emile is also genderfluid, shifting between male and nonbinary. On days they don’t feel like a man, they wear a little yellow star clip in their hair (which has the front dyed pink because screw gender stereotypes) given to them by their mom when they came out as genderfluid. It doesn’t hurt that the clip looks like the star from Steven Universe, which soon became their favorite show after it came out. When they want to be taken more seriously, they copy Logan and wear a tie, but they wear it under a sweater because they like how it looks. When they care less about being serious, they just wear a sweater or graphic tee for a cartoon they like. Sometimes they’ll even wear a dress or a cute skirt, but only sometimes.

Plot? Um, right… plot… I think it would probably be about the main four meeting in college and learning how to interact with each other. Patton would try to get everyone to be friends instantly, Roman would want to hang out with Patton but not Virgil, Virgil would want Roman to stop being such an asshole to anyone who uses magic, and Logan wouldn’t really care if Roman joined their group or not. Maybe they would also help Roman break his curse. Or, drawing more from the Inheritance books, maybe they try to break his curse but they only lighten it a bit, enough to where he can ignore the need to save every single person he sees in danger.

The pairings would either end up being Prinxiety and Logicality or straight up LAMP, though I’m not sure which. There would be background Remile, though, that much is certain.

Would Thomas and his friends end up in the AU? Would other characters from Cartoon Therapy? Maybe. Dot and Larry would definitely be Logan and Emile’s parents, I can tell you that much. Maybe the others would be random classmates. If Thomas and his friends were to make an appearance in the AU, they would be background characters because I find it awkward writing about real people. (However, I think it would be funny if Thomas was a necromancer in the style of the Darkest Powers books because then he would be able to talk to ghosts no one else could see. Kind of like the Sanders Sides verse, depending on what you think actually happens when he talks to the sides.)

Pictures under the cut because this is already super long and I don’t know how to make pictures any smaller. Also, excuse my crappy art. It’s the first time I’ve drawn the characters and the first time I tried to draw chibi characters.

The ears were supposed to be a bit pointier, but oh well

Why does the red in Roman’s hair look pink? I swear the pencil was red

I’m actually kind of proud of this one, except for the weird bumps on the hat. Note: acrylic paint is not a good substitute for whiteout. Also, I just realized I forgot the stitches on the patches

What even is his hair? Nail polish also is not a good substitute for whiteout, as seen by the side of his hair. I like his eyes though

The cat was just to add some witchy-ness, but it’s become a character now. No take backs

Hair. Is. My. Enemy.

#sanders sides #au #magical realism #urban fantasy #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #remy sanders #emile picani #my writing #my art #would anyone read this?

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jamblams · 6 years

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I bring you my biggest sewing project over the summer...Rune the Moonwalker!

Rune is the first original pattern I’ve ever made- but to clarify, his body proportions were adapted from a Kingdom Hearts shadow plushie pattern made by EuTytoAlba on deviantart. Though none of the pieces are identical to this pattern now, I wanted to credit the pattern maker for inspiring Rune with the unique shapes they used in their pattern. The head and tail, however, are completely original patterns made by yours truly!

Moonwalkers are an original species that I created based on a few physical traits that I find myself drawn to constantly in character design- tiny deerish legs, big fluffy paws, and the classic mouth-face.

Rune is made from minky, plush fabric, and felt, and he is 100% hand sewn. He is fully articulated as well- his head, arms, and legs are poseable.

Tell me what you think about Rune! I personally love the fluffy little guy, but I’d love to hear your thoughts!

#original plushie #original pattern #plush #furry plush #plushie #plush sewing #sewing patterns #moonwalker #rune the moonwalker #plushie pattern #jamblams originals

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majestic-singing · 6 years

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Cardboard Swords and Cat Puns - Chapter 1

Cardboard Swords and Cat Puns

Word Count: 3,108

Pairing(s): Romantic Analogical, Platonic Royality

Warning(s): Brief mentions of past neglect, swearing (honestly I don't know if this needs to be a warning but ok), I believe that’s it but tell me if there’s more !!

Summary: Logan and Virgil Eddington decide it’s time to expand their family from two to three. After months of planning, they finally jump in the car and drive down to their closest orphanage. They find two very interesting children there however that catch there attention more than the other children: a boy with a prince costume that has no true volume control and a boy with crude cloth cat ears on his head.

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A/N: alright, hi! So, first off, a little disclaimer, I have no idea what it’s like to be in an orphanage or how it actually works, so this is kinda how I imagined it would be like?? I apologize if I’m way off. And second, if enough people I guess enjoy this on here, I wouldn't mind continuing on with this.Or even if one person wants me to continue, then I’m honestly done for it. Like making it multiple chapters kind of thing. I’ll probably post this on AO3 too, because I have like no following at all on here, so yeah. Anywho, enjoy the story!

Logan Eddington stole a quick glance to his left. In the passenger seat sat his husband, Virgil Eddington, who was anxiously twisting the wedding ring around his finger this way and that as he stared out the window. Flicking his gaze back on the road, Logan took one hand away from the steering wheel to lightly rest it down on Virgil’s thigh, palm up and hand relaxed. Virgil took it almost instantly.

“Anxious?” Logan questioned.

“No.” Virgil replied, his voice quiet. Silence fell over the two for a few seconds. “Yeah.”

Logan gave a gentle squeeze to Virgil’s hand. “That’s what I thought. Do you want to talk about it?”

The man gave a dry chuckle. “What is there to talk about? It’s just the same things I’ve told you before.”

“Yes,” Logan said calmly, “but that doesn’t mean it won’t hurt to voice them out loud no matter how many times you have in the past.”

Silence fell over the pair again, the only sound breaking it being the blinker indicating when Logan had to turn. Virgil’s knee started to bounce unconsciously. “You know the usual. I’m gonna be a shitty dad to whatever child we adopt and their going to hate my guts. I’m not going to be able to give them the right amount of love and affection, I’ll just be a complete bore.”

“The children at the orphanage have either come from abusive families, families who did not want them, their family could not afford to take care of them, or their family members have died and this is where they have been sent. To be a shitty dad, as you had said, you would have to either be abusive or neglectful. Would you be either of those?”

“You didn’t include that I could be dead.”

“You are not dead.”

“I could be.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “Falsehood. You are not dead, abusive, or neglectful. You will be a fine father. This is a new experience for you, as well as me.” He pulled Virgil’s hand up to his mouth and gave it a very light kiss. “We won’t be perfect father’s, and it won’t be easy, but we will get through it together.”

Virgil smiled bashfully. “You sappy fuck.”

“I would also like to point out,” Logan said as he dropped they’re intertwined hands back on his husband’s thigh with a smile, “you are still using profanity that is not acceptable. I have told you the words you must use are-“

“Limited to crap and heck, hell on occasion, I know Logan. I’m using whatever the fuck kind of language I want till I become family friendly.” Virgil smirked, feeling his anxiety loosening up ever so slightly. Especially after his nerd of a husband let out a chuckle.

“As long as you don’t do it impulsively after this, then I suppose there is no harm in doing so.”

“Fuck yeah.”

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“These look pawsistively perfect, Roman!!” Patton squealed happily to his twin, the cloth cat ears on top of his head slightly cricked from his consistent bounces.

Roman chuckled softly, resting his hands softly on the other’s shoulder’s to hopefully cease a bit of the bounces. “Well, of course they are! They were made for you, brother!”

Patton giggled and quickly spun around, pulling Roman into a bone crushing hug. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the head of the orphanage, Ms. Baker, supplying Roman with cloth and a plain headband as well as helping him make the ears and everything, Patton probably might’ve just had some lame picture of a cat or something. Not like Patton would think it was lame, but it would be pretty lame.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, Roro! I love them so much!” Patton’s grin was wide and bright. So bright it could probably rival the brightness of the sun.

Roman gave a few weak pats to Patton’s back. “Y-You’re welcome, Pat, b-but I can’t breath.”

“Oh, sorry!” Patton quickly let go, but his smile didn’t move at all. “Imma show Elliot my cool new ears! He’ll like to see them too!”

Roman straightened his prince costume and nodded his head quickly. “I will come with you! I must see his reaction as well!”

“Well, of course silly,” Patton giggled, “you made them for me.”

The bubbly boy grabbed a hold of his brother’s hand quickly and dragged him away from the mirror they were previously standing in front of. Patton led the way down the stairs and came to a stop in the room most of the kids all hung out. It was pretty much just one big playroom.

Roman felt Patton let go of his hand and he was off, running to the other side of the room to a dark haired kid in the corner. Roman was about to follow his brother when he heard the front double doors open. He quickly spun around, looking to see three adults walking in. One was Ms. Baker, while the other two were complete strangers, both male.

One of the men was wearing a sweaterswirt a few sizes too big for him with purple patches sewn on it. He was wearing black skinny jeans that were ripped in several places and his shoulders were slightly hunched. The man was very tall and lanky. A faint purple fringe fell over his face a little, casting a shadow over his eyes. The shadow caused his eyes to look black, but at a closer inspection his eye color was a dark brown.

The man next to him was about the same height and was also pretty lanky, if not just a bit more built. He was wearing a black polo shirt and a blue tie with khaki pants. Thin framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, causing his piercing light blue eyes to seem slightly larger then they probably were. Dude reminded Roman a lot like a school teacher. While the first guy seemed to be anxious and nervous, this man seemed very serious and intimidating. Cool and put together. Roman found himself staring at him longer then he wanted to.

The school teacher’s gaze shot over to Roman, and he felt his whole body freeze up. For the first time ever, Roman Hart felt exceptionally silly in his princely garments. Quickly, the boy spun around, and sprinted to where Patton and Elliot were.

“Alright, here is where all of the kids are!” Ms. Baker said, grabbing some of the kids’ attention, which included Elliot’s and Patton’s. Though what also caught Patton’s attention was his brother, who was pouting and not looking at the two adults near Ms. Baker.

“What’s wrong?” Patton said to his brother.

“Stupid school teacher,” Was all Roman had mumbled. He then looked up, catching Patton’s pale green eyes. “Do you want Mrs. Fluffybottom?”

Patton stole another glance to the adults and after a bit, gave a slow and hesitant nod. “If it isn’t too much trouble…”

“Nonsense! It’s no trouble at all if she helps you! I will be back before you know it, my good man.” Roman gave a salute, before quickly running off to their shared room where the stuffed rabbit would be sitting on Roman’s bed. It was technically the princely boy’s rabbit, but he let Patton hold her when people who wanted to adopt came around. He would get nervous and the soft plushie kept him calm.

“I’ll be right back, Patton.” Elliot spoke quietly, standing up. Patton gave a nod and a soft smile and watched as the quiet boy left. He stood alone silently, waiting for his brother to come back.

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Logan was a slight bit disheartened he had made the kid in costume high tail it by just a single glance, but he was quick to brush it off as the head of the orphanage, a jolly woman, went on to summarize what they could do.

“I suggest the best way to find the right kid for you two is to go up to one and try and get to know them as they play in this area! We find it is the most comfortable for children because they are in a place that is familiar to them and they feel more relaxed. They’re more inclined to act like themselves then!” Ms. Baker explained to the two, ushering them in. “I’ll be staying in the area in case of any problems occur or you have any questions. Or you find the perfect dream child!”

Logan gave a polite nod to the woman and gently took a hold of Virgil’s hand, which he noticed was shaking and slightly damp. “Sorry.” The anxious man mumbled.

“It it quite alright. Let’s just walk for a bit and you point out any kid you feel like you want to get to know.” Virgil gave a little nod and onward they went, crossing the room slowly. Most of the kids’ had looked up from their playing for a second to look at the new people, and some even gave excited waves to Logan and Virgil.

Virgil knew it was going to take a while for him to relax and would only cause the two of them to lap around the room a hundred times, so after the third time, Virgil decided to pick one of the kids farthest away from any other because fuck it.

This child was wearing a light blue collared shirt and jeans with dirty and warn out sneakers. He had glasses like Logan, except the frames where much thicker and adorably too big for the small tot’s face. Speckles of brown freckles littered his slightly tanned face. The boy’s skin was darker compared to Logan and Virgil’s very fair complexion. The boy’s pale green eyes where bright and curious, but they also seemed to be looking for someone.

Virgil stopped and motioned towards the kid with his head. “That boy?” Logan asked. Virgil gave a nod in reply. “You’re ready?” Virgil was a little more hesitant with his nod this time, but he nodded nonetheless.

Logan gave another nod back and, still holding tightly to the other’s hand, approached the boy. It didn’t take long for the child to turn his gaze in the direction of Logan and Virgil and once he did, the kid froze up like a deer caught in headlights. As they stopped a good bit closer to the child, he reached up with his right hand to play with his left sleeve and his left arm wrapped gently around his middle section. He looked nervous.

“Hello.” Logan greeted first.

The child caught Logan’s gaze and shot his gaze back down to the floor. “H-Hi.” He replied back shyly.

Alright, so far so good, Logan thought to himself. “My name is Logan Eddington and this is my husband, Virgil Eddington.”

The boy glanced up for a few seconds to look at Virgil before looking back at the ground, not saying a word. After a few moments of silence, before Logan could ask a question, the boy said in a quiet voice, “My names Patton. P-Patton Hart.”

“Like H-E-A-R-T?” Logan asked. Logan doubted that it was spelled like that, but it was a conversation starter for this shy boy Patton.

Patton shook his head. “No.”

“So, like the famous comedian?” Virgil asked. It was the first time he had spoken once since they arrived in the building, except for the small little “sorry” for his sweaty palms to Logan.

Patton’s head shot up when Virgil spoke. His glasses had slid down the bridge of his nose because of the force, but he didn’t seem to notice. “W-What?”

Virgil raised an eyebrow. “The comedian? Kevin Hart? Or are you too young to know who he is?”

Patton blinked a few times, then shook his head, quickly pushing his glasses back up. “N-No no, I know him! I-I was just- I-I mean- I w-was a little- oh bother, never mind. Yes, l-like the comedian.” At this point the boy’s face had grown a tomato red color.

There was a few seconds where nothing happened, until Virgil started to quietly chuckle, which did turn into quiet laughter. Hiding his mouth behind a sleeve covered hand, he leaned against his husband as he tried to compose himself. Logan’s eyebrow’s furrowed and he found himself looked over at the child. They’re eyes met, and they both looked very confused.

“I’m sorry,” Virgil managed between laughter, “I promise I’m not laughing at-“ He was cut off by a snort and then his laughter stopped completely as his eyes grew wide and blood quickly rushed to his face. Oh dear.

The snort from Virgil, however, had only brought a soft chuckle from his husband and a giggle from the boy, which did surprise the two men.

However, before anything else could really go down, a rush of mostly white and a dash of red zoomed by and stood next to Patton. “Patton, I have arrived! Here you go,” The boy, who was in a prince costume, handed a stuffed rabbit to the boy, completely ignoring Logan and Virgil. “How are you?”

Patton hugged the rabbit to his chest and smiled hesitantly, adjusting the cat ears that were on top of his head. “I’m feline okay.”

Virgil let out a huff of amusement while Logan looked, well, unamused. Deciding to just ignore it, Logan looked to the other boy, which he remembered was the boy from earlier. “Who are you?”

The boy looked up and this time kept Logan’s gaze. He puffed his chest out and stood up straighter, wrapping an arm around Patton’s shoulder and bringing him close. “I’m Prince Roman Hart, but you can just call me Roman! I am this puffball’s brother, so if you’re planning to adopt him, then you’re adopting me too.” He stated in a matter-of-fact tone, not leaving any room for argument.

“Well, we had not even talked about-“ Logan had started before he was cut off by Ms. Baker.

“I see you’ve run into the Hart twins!” She said with a wide grin. Now that she had said that, both Virgil and Logan realized that the two were exactly identical, except for the clothing choice and Roman didn’t have glasses while Patton did. Virgil also realized that Patton had a blue barrette in his brown curly hair, probably to keep it from getting in his eyes, and Roman had no barrette, but a bobby pin. “Why don’t you boys run along while I talk to the Eddingtons?” She didn’t have to tell Roman twice. He quickly grabbed a hold of Patton’s hand and practically dragged him away from the adults as fast as he could, causing the other boy to squeal in surprise.

“What did you want to talk with us about, Ms. Baker?” Logan asked.

“I know you two were only looking for only one child today,” Ms. Baker started, a sort of sad smile finding her features, “I can understand why, kid’s are one big handful. They take up lots of energy, money, that kind of thing. I want to see all of these kids get a home, but… I really want to see Roman and Patton get a nice home.

“I’ve heard them talking during dinner before. All they want is parents that will love them, that’s it. There father had died at a young age for them and their mother was neglectful. They’re not perfect because of it, I’m sure you know. But they’re great kids once you get past that, I swear. You saw with Patton, he does have a shell that you need to break but he’s a very bubbly kiddo. And I know you haven’t been able to see much of Roman yet, but he’s a swell kid, I assure you!”

“Ms. Baker, I’m sure all of these kids here want a loving family and I would believe some would have a more tragic family experience in the past.” Logan pointed out, only to get a harsh elbow to the side from Virgil.

“That doesn’t mean shit. It was still a bad past nonetheless.” He hissed quietly. Logan’s eyes widened, and he cleared his throat.

“Of course, my apologies. That was uncalled for.”

Ms. Baker sighed softly. “Just, consider it at least. I assure you they are wonderful kids.” With that she walked off, leaving the two adults to their thoughts and discussion.

+++

Roman and Patton both sat in silence, both fiddling with one of the ears of Mrs. Fluffybottom.

“I thought they were pretty neat.” Patton said after a while.

Roman’s head shot up, eyes wide. “What? Pretty neat? What is that supposed to mean?”

“I’m not planning on leaving you for them, Ro. I’m just saying they were neat people. I’m not going unless they adopt you too!” Patton noticed the off look his brother had and frowned. “What’s the matter?”

The prince picked at a stray string on the rabbit’s ear, his eyes on the hardwood floor. “Maybe it’s best you do leave without me.”

Patton gasped. “Roman, no!”

“You’ll be able to be in a family, Patton!” Roman retorted. “I’m just holding you back from freedom. You should just go talk to the Eddingtons and tell them they can just adopt you. It’s not a double package.”

“It is a double package.” Patton sounded very serious, and he let go of Mrs. Fluffybottom’s ears to grab a hold of Roman’s shoulders. “Look at me.” He didn’t continue till his brother had looked at him. “I love you. More than any family that could ever want to adopt me. We’re family, blood family. You matter to me more than anything in the world. And if staying with you and never leaving you means I never get into a family, then so be it. I don’t care. I love you too much.”

Roman could feel tears prickle the corners of his eyes and he sniffed. “I love you too, Patton.”

“Boys!” Ms. Baker called, bringing both of the boys attention to her. “Go up to your room and back your things! You’re going to a new home!”

Both the brothers’ jaws had dropped to the floor. “B-Both of us?” Roman had stuttered.

“Well, of course, silly goose! Now scoot! You don’t want to keep them waiting, do you?” The Hart brothers turned to look at each other and once everything sunk in, they jumped and cheered.

“YAYY!!” They practically screamed, catching pretty much all of the kids’ attention as they quickly bolted up the stairs to their room.

Boy, were those two excited little beans. A new home, a new family, a new life. They couldn’t wait.

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