#((I'm unsure how to answer some of these xD;;))

[whitecompri]

ohhhhh can you do a bit of the 4S (Son,Shad,Silv,Scour) as dad's but their daughters are teenagers, and they catch them sneaking out (to go to a party or meet a boy or something xD)

Daddy's Lockdown

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Light comedy, Fluff

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Mentions of smoking

A/N: Thanks for the request! It was really interesting to think about how each of the hedgehogs would react to this. And again, I really love creating these Hedgehog Dad scenarios; I think it was one of the best ideas I've ever had, and I'm so glad people liked it and want to see more. I hope you enjoy!

Sonic

In the dead of night, while the crickets chirped outside the house, soft footsteps echoed through the hallway. The young hedgehog girl tried her best to be stealthy as she walked, holding up her loose dress with her hands while tiptoeing across the wooden floor.

One of the floorboards creaked louder, making her frown and grunt softly. She suddenly stopped, staying still for a few seconds, her ears twitching to the sides as she analyzed the sounds, wondering if someone had heard her or not.

But when she realized the house was still quiet, she took a deep breath and stepped forward again. A small smile appeared on her face. After all, she was almost at the front door.

She had been planning this little escape for days. It was probably going to be the best party of the year—there was no way she could miss it. Her friends would be there, the cute boys... she just wanted to have fun, like any girl her age. And like any girl her age, she didn’t want to tell you or Sonic—she knew her parents would never let her go out in the middle of the night to an unknown party.

That’s exactly why she was now walking on eggshells, trying to sneak out.

Finally, after reaching the front door, she let out a breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Then, with a smile, her hand reached for the doorknob.

But before she could turn the knob and open the door, she heard the sound of fast footsteps, followed by a breeze hitting her back, rustling the blue quills on her head.

Almost immediately, her eyes widened and she froze in place, unsure of what to do. She knew exactly who it was.

“Good evening, sweetheart. Going somewhere all dressed up like that?” Sonic’s voice came out soft, almost playful.

The girl’s hand dropped from the doorknob, falling to her sides. She clenched her fists and turned abruptly to face her father.

“Nowhere important...” she said sharply, gritting her teeth.

“The moment you start sneaking out, it becomes important... Come on, tell me, where were you going?” He crossed his arms, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for her answer.

“I was going to a party, Dad!” she said louder than she meant to, getting a little irritated. “I... I’ve wanted to go to this party for months... but you guys would never let me!” She looked away, her heart pounding.

“Hey, hey... Sweetheart, I would never want to take away your freedom...” He held her shoulders firmly. “But come on, you’re my daughter... of course I worry about you.”

The young blue hedgehog kept staring at the floor, hugging herself, breathing quickly.

“If you wanted to go, you could’ve told me and I’d go with you... I’m not going to let you go to a place like that alone...” Sonic smiled at her gently, giving comforting pats on her shoulder.

Her green eyes met her father’s green eyes, her expression starting to soften. She reflected for a moment. After all, she loved you and Sonic very much—she didn’t want to put you two in a tough spot, let alone worry you. But she really wanted to go to that party too.

“I... I just wanted to have some fun with my friends at the party... They say it’s going to be the best one of the year... But... now that I think about it...” she said quietly, “...Sorry, Dad... it was a stupid idea, I don’t know what came over me...” She bit her lower lip.

Sonic smiled, letting out a light sigh, then pulled her into a hug. She gasped softly in surprise but soon relaxed in his arms, wrapping her own around him.

“You’re a really smart girl, you know that?” The hedgehog kissed the top of her head. “I’m proud of you.”

“...Can we... can we go for a night run? We’re already awake anyway... I don’t think Mom will be mad...” she asked hesitantly, scratching her neck between her quills. Sonic’s eyes lit up almost immediately.

“I’d love to, kiddo.” The hedgehog smiled at his daughter, stepping back from the hug. “I know a chili dog diner that’s open twenty-four hours a day. We can stop by and grab a few at the end. What do you say?” he asked proudly, placing his hand on his waist.

“I like the idea...” The girl smiled at her father, stretching her arms. “And Dad... I was actually really scared to go to that party... I think common sense was knocking at the door, and I just didn’t want to let it in...” she admitted.

“Well, it’s going to be great to ditch that party and go with your good old dad for some family fun. Way more exciting, don’t you think?” Sonic chuckled, crouching down to stretch as well. “Besides... I think you’re mature enough to make that kind of decision...” Sonic reached for the door handle, opening it and letting his daughter go out first.

“Thanks, Dad... I’m lucky to have you to look after me.” She smiled shyly, waiting for him to close the door.

“You got it, kid... Now let’s go, I’m starving!” the hedgehog said excitedly, smiling at his daughter. In the blink of an eye, the two dashed off, leaving behind only a blue trail.

--*--

The birds were already singing in the morning, and the first rays of sunlight streamed through the windows. Your footsteps were slow down the hallway—you had just woken up, yawning and rubbing your eyes.

As you headed toward the kitchen to prepare breakfast, a familiar spicy chili scent filled your nose, drawing you to the living room.

Your half-open eyes scanned the room, spotting the TV turned on with a paused game, the controllers tossed on the floor. In the center of the carpet, two blue hedgehogs slept deeply. Sonic had one arm behind his head and the back of his free hand over his eyes, a blanket thrown lazily over him. Beside him, your daughter was curled up into herself, holding onto another blanket.

You placed a hand on your hip, surveying the scene, noticing the countless chili dog wrappers scattered across the floor and soda cans.

Letting out a muffled laugh, you knelt beside them, grabbing the blankets and properly covering each one, leaving a kiss on their foreheads in the process.

“...You had a lot of fun, huh?” Your hand slid through your daughter’s quills, gently smoothing them. Then, contently sighing, you approached the wrappers, picking them up carefully so as not to make too much noise.

For a moment, you paused again, just to take in that comforting, familiar scene. You loved the life you had and would never change the way things were.

Shadow

Her red eyes stood out in the nighttime gloom that filled the house. The young hedgehog girl carefully analyzed the hallway, checking if by any chance you or Shadow were nearby and could hear her during the biggest plan she had ever come up with.

Letting out a heavy sigh, she concluded that the two of you were probably sound asleep by now. Then, she fully opened her bedroom door, trying her best not to make any loud noises.

She knew very well how sharp her father’s hearing was, so she was being extra cautious—especially knowing his sleep was very light.

She ran her hands through her quills, fixing them, then smoothed her dress. Feeling satisfied, she grabbed something from the little purse she was carrying at her side, pulling out a glowing yellow gem.

Smiling to herself, she raised the Chaos Emerald, quietly muttering:

“Chaos Control!” She tried to say it as softly as possible, soon being enveloped by a vibrant light. When she opened her eyes again, she was already outside the house, in the garden.

With a smile on her muzzle, the young black-furred hedgehog took her first step onto the grass, placing the Chaos Emerald back into her purse. But as soon as her foot touched the ground, she froze in place, sensing an unwavering presence behind her, along with an intense red gaze focused on her back.

She didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was.

“Going somewhere at this hour?..." The voice came out deep and almost hoarse. The young girl slowly turned her head, her red eyes locking with Shadow’s.

She gave a sly little smile, turning her body fully toward her father, taking a step back to put some distance between them.

“Dad... I...” she tried to say, but quickly looked away, trying to focus on something else.

“...Answer me.” he said firmly, crossing his arms.

“I was just going to a party...” she scratched the back of her neck.

“A party?... Then why are you sneaking around like a criminal?” Shadow raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

The young girl frowned, looking up at the taller hedgehog.

“Because you’d never let me go if I asked!” she clenched her fists.

“What’s so great about a party?” he asked, still keeping his posture.

“My friends...”

“The ones you said were fake last week?” Shadow began tapping one finger against his own arm nonstop.

“That’s not it... There’s also a boy I like...” She closed her eyes, crossing her arms as well.

“No boy is worth the price of your life. There's no reason to risk going out at night for that...” Shadow took a step forward, grabbing his daughter’s hand and squeezing it firmly. “Tell me... do you really want to go to this party? Or do you just want to be included in some group... to seem cool or something like that?” he asked the young girl.

Immediately after his words, her red eyes widened. She looked at Shadow in surprise, opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out.

“...Dad... it’s just that... I thought it would be cool to go... To show that I’m independent, you know?”

“And aren’t you already?”

“My friends... I mean, my classmates say you’re only independent when you go to your first party in the middle of the night...” She looked away, blushing a little under her fur.

“You believe that?”

“Well, yes...”

“That’s nonsense, my daughter... It makes no sense... You already take care of yourself very well... since you were little, I think you’re more independent by being yourself than by following advice from random girls...” Shadow gently ran his hand across her cheek. Her gaze softened, and a small smile appeared on her muzzle.

“I think... you’re right...” Suddenly, she threw herself against Shadow, wrapping her arms around him. “I don’t even like parties, Dad...” Hesitantly, Shadow wrapped his arms around the young girl too, resting his muzzle on the top of her head.

“I know... I don’t either...” Closing his eyes, he hugged her tighter, feeling proud that she had inherited so much from him, including his more reserved and antisocial personality.

“... I... I took this from your things, I’m sorry...” She stepped back from the hug, reaching into her purse and pulling out the vibrant yellow gem.

“My Chaos Emerald...” Shadow said softly, accepting the gem when she handed it to him. “When you were little... you gave me a hell of a time when you got your hands on this for the first time...” The hedgehog allowed a small smile to appear on his face.

“Mom told me about it...” The girl giggled. “By the way, what were you doing out here?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Night patrol... I do it every night before going back to sleep.” Shadow said seriously. “Sometimes I find a stray badnik to destroy... Want to come with me?”

“...I’d love to... sounds like a great father-daughter activity.” The hedgehog girl smiled.

“I agree...” Shadow turned, starting to walk again. “Come on, we can train a bit afterward...”

Without wasting any time, the young girl ran after her father, holding up her dress, ready to enjoy some good family time with him.

--*--

In the morning, you walked through the house yawning, raising your arms to stretch as you got ready to start a new day.

That’s when you picked up the sound of conversation coming from the yard. You stopped in your tracks, curious, trying to listen more closely. Then you realized it was Shadow and your daughter.

Pulling the curtain to the side, your eyes scanned through the living room window, spotting the two hedgehogs in the middle of the backyard, both in fighting stances. When your daughter charged forward, Shadow easily dodged, waiting for her to recover and attack again.

“I hope you two didn’t stay up all night...” you said, shaking your head, though still with a small smile at the corner of your mouth. After all, it always warmed your heart to see the two hedgehogs you loved most there, together, training and having fun. To you, there was nothing better than having a happy family like this.

Silver

It was already late at night. Outside the house, everything was silent—it was a calm moment. Silver’s golden eyes scanned his book with focus. He was sitting in the armchair in the living room, lit only by his lamp. He usually had trouble sleeping, so he stayed up reading or watching a movie.

Sighing, the white hedgehog gently closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. Jumping to his feet, he stretched his arms upward, grunting softly as he stretched.

That’s when he heard a noise upstairs. His ears twitched toward the creaking wood. It came from his daughter’s room, but she was supposed to be asleep by now.

Curious, he turned off the lamp and silently climbed the stairs. He paused for a moment at the door of the room he shared with you, seeing you still asleep on your side of the bed, confirming it wasn’t you checking on your daughter.

Then, he continued his quiet walk toward his daughter’s door.

He stopped right in front of it, lifting his hand to the doorknob, preparing to open the door slowly—when he heard the sliding noise of the window opening. His eyes widened. It couldn’t be what he was thinking.

In a quick motion, he threw the door open, seeing the window wide open, and a young white hedgehog girl in a dress, surrounded by a navy-blue aura, starting to float out through the window.

“Whoa, whoa! Hold on!” Without thinking twice, he extended his hands, his psychokinetic power surrounding his daughter. She gasped softly, feeling the stronger force pull her back.

Her golden eyes scanned Silver standing in the doorway.

“Dad...” she sighed, exasperated, being slowly placed back on the floor. The young hedgehog stood there, arms crossed, as her father crossed the room and stopped in front of her.

“You were... sneaking out?” He tried to choose his words carefully, unable to believe what his own eyes were seeing.

“It was... it was just a little walk, Dad...” the young girl looked away.

“A little walk? Do you have any idea how many dangers are out there? That ‘walk’ could’ve ended very badly for you, young lady...” Silver crossed his arms.

“Are you mad...? It was just a party...” she asked softly. Silver blinked once, then twice, then sighed heavily.

“No, sweetheart... I just... I worry. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you... By Gaia, just thinking about it gives me chills!” he said quietly. “But I can’t believe this... my own daughter... sneaking out to go to a party? I don’t even know where I went wrong for this to happen...” He pressed his fingers to his temple.

“Dad... it’s not your fault... it’s just...” She scratched her neck, unsure whether she should say it or not.

“Is there a boy involved in this?” he asked quietly.

“Maybe...”

“I knew it... Listen, sweetheart. Who invited you to this party?” He placed a hand on her shoulder.

“A friend of mine... she said it would be fun, that there’d be sweets and cake, and that the boy I like would be there...” Silver froze for a moment, taking a deep breath.

“Sweets and cake?” He raised an eyebrow, repeating it. Then he shook his head. Apparently, his daughter had inherited the same naïveté he once had. But now he knew enough about the present to understand that teenage parties didn’t only have that. “Sweetheart... you’ve never been to a party, have you?”

“No...” she replied, but she looked confused.

“At those parties... terrible things happen. There won’t be cake or sweets... there’ll be alcohol, bad people, and wrong things...” Silver said seriously. The young girl’s eyes widened, looking shocked and deeply surprised.

“W-what? They told me it was just a birthday party...” She hugged herself.

“...I don’t think there are any normal birthday parties that happen at one in the morning...” He held her arm, gently guiding her to sit on the bed.

“...I guess that makes sense... my friend told me to sneak out...” Silver clenched his teeth a little hearing that, feeling a protective instinct for his daughter pulse through his veins. Just thinking that someone wanted to lead his princess down that kind of path was enough to make him furious, even though that emotion wasn’t very common for him.

“...Well, now Daddy’s warned you about the teenage dangers out there...” Silver sighed, slightly relieved.

“Sorry... I promise I won’t hide anything from you again, Dad...” she said softly.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I know you won’t hide anything else from me...” He gave her a warm smile.

But at that moment, a notification popped up on the young hedgehog’s phone. Her golden eyes scanned the message, then she gasped softly, eyes widening.

“What is it?” Silver asked, raising an eyebrow. Slowly, she turned the phone to show him. Obviously, it was her friend’s contact. The friend had messaged asking why she was late, followed by a rather mean message saying she had missed her chance—attached was a selfie of the friend with the boy Silver’s daughter liked.

“...Dad... she...” The girl said softly, visibly shaken.

“Shhh, it’s okay, sweetheart... See? That’s why Daddy warns you about these things.” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.

Then the phone rang—a call from that same friend. The girl reached out to answer, but Silver was faster, picking up and putting it on speaker.

“Girl... why are you late? You have no idea what you’re missing... the good drinks are almost gone...” A female voice came from the other end. In the background, party music and loud conversations could be heard. Silver furrowed his brow, taking a deep breath.

“This is her father! Don’t mess with my daughter again, understood?” he said in a threatening tone, glaring at the phone. No more words came from the other side, and then, the call was suddenly ended.

Sighing contently, Silver turned to the side, seeing a surprised expression on the young girl’s face.

“What is it?” he asked, confused.

“Dad... I’ve never seen you that angry before...” she said, impressed, then a wide smile spread across her face.

“Heh... I’d do anything for you and your mom...” Silver gave a big smile too, but gasped when the girl suddenly hugged him tightly. He didn’t waste a second in returning the hug, chuckling softly.

Drawn by the loud voices coming from the nearby room, you had wrapped yourself in a blanket to protect from the cold night and walked over to your daughter’s room, stopping and leaning against the doorframe.

“Is everything okay?” you asked the two sleepily.

Both hedgehogs turned to you, and Silver smiled gently.

“Of course! We were just talking a little...”

“And Daddy just protected me from a mean girl...” your daughter giggled softly.

“Yeah... a little bit...” Silver scratched the back of his neck, still smiling.

“I’m glad you two are spending time together... Just don’t stay up too late, alright?” you rubbed your eyes, pushing off the doorframe and heading back to your own room.

Silver turned to his daughter.

“How about some tea? Then we can play a board game...” the white hedgehog said cheerfully.

“Sounds great, I’m not sleepy at all right now...” the daughter replied excitedly, already jumping off the bed.

From your room, you watched the two of them walk down the hallway, chatting happily as they headed down the stairs. You smiled, loving the bond Silver had with his daughter—it was certainly something very special.

As you settled in, you began to drift off to sleep again, knowing that you couldn’t ask for anything better than the family you had now.

Scourge

Her blue eyes carefully checked the time on her phone, and she huffed, turning her focus back to the mirror in front of her to finish touching up her eyeshadow. Satisfied with the result, the green hedgehog girl put her makeup boxes away and sighed, running her hand over her dress to straighten it.

Then she turned toward the bedroom door. Now came the trickiest part of the night: leaving without you or Scourge noticing. After all, she was heading to a party she had been invited to. A party she definitely wouldn’t be allowed to attend—especially not by her father.

Clenching her fists, she reached the door, hesitating as her hand touched the doorknob. But before opening it, she thought better. The door wasn’t the best route to sneak out. It would creak, draw attention from you two, and even if it didn’t, her footsteps would surely make the hallway floorboards creak.

So, with a huff, she pulled her hand back from the knob and scratched her chin, beginning to scan the room. She saw her younger sister sleeping peacefully in the bed beside hers. Then her eyes focused on the window—of course, the window. She just needed it to be low enough not to draw attention with the impact of her landing.

She ran over to it, peering through the glass at the outside of the house, trying to figure out how to make it work.

Slowly, she opened the window, taking great care not to make a sound. After sliding the glass all the way up, her blue eyes scanned the yard below, frowning at how high she was.

Looking straight ahead, she spotted a nearby tree branch. That would have to do. She was sure her jump could reach the branch, giving her an easy way down and a quiet escape. And if she was lucky, she could sneak back in hours later without alerting you or Scourge.

Holding up her dress for more mobility, she lifted one leg, placing her foot on the lower part of the window frame. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to leap.

With a burst of courage, she pushed off with her leg, jumping through the window and letting out a small grunt as the cold night air hit her muzzle.

The jump was quick, and she neared the branch. With a swift movement, she grabbed the wood tightly, digging in her claws for better grip and hanging there.

Looking down a bit nervously, the young hedgehog girl mustered her strength and gradually pulled herself up onto the branch until her full weight was supported by the tree.

She lost balance a little but managed to recover, doing her best not to make a sound. With quick steps, she reached the trunk and clung to it, carefully climbing down until she finally reached the ground.

With a small hop, she landed in the soft grass, making only a faint rustle without further noise. Sighing in relief, a huge confident smile spread across her face as she held her fancy dress and took her first step toward the party.

Suddenly, she stopped for a second, sensing a strong and strange smell in the air. She sniffed. Cigarette smoke—it made her muzzle scrunch at the unpleasant odor. Still, she just shook her head, choosing to ignore it as she continued walking across the lawn.

But just as she stepped out from behind the tree, on the other side of the same tree, a figure was leaning against it. A small cigarette was in his fingers, one foot resting on the trunk while his other hand was in his jacket pocket.

Upon seeing the figure standing there, she jumped back in fright with a small squeal. At the same time, the figure was startled too, losing his balance and almost falling over.

He threw the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it and grinding the sole of his shoe to put out the little smelly ember.

The girl's initial fright began to fade, and she started to recognize the green fur of the figure, the flame patterns on the jacket’s shoulders, and the red sunglasses. She narrowed her eyes, watching him frantically put out the cigarette on the ground.

“...Dad?!” she finally said, a surprised tone in her voice louder than she meant it to be.

“Kiddo?” Scourge looked back at her with the same shocked expression. His ears drooped to the sides. “Jeez, I thought ya were ya mom!" he said, exasperated.

“Dad... you were smoking?!” she took a step forward, fists clenched in irritation.

“...I...” he quickly looked away to the sides, then suddenly noticed something—his eyes widened. “Hold up a sec… what’re ya doin’ out here at this hour?" he pointed a finger at her, stepping forward, forcing the girl to look up to maintain eye contact with the taller hedgehog.

“...Don’t try to flip this on me! You’re out here secretly smoking?” she crossed her arms at him.

“It was just this once! I needed it, got it? And you? Gonna tell me why you’re all dolled up like that, sneakin’ out like some kinda thief in the night?!" he almost growled, baring his teeth at her. The young girl mirrored his expression, showing her own fangs.

“Not that it’s any of your business... But I’m going to a party, with my friends, to see a boy!” she snapped.

“Yeah, like I’m gonna let that happen."

“I’ll tell Mom you’ve been out here smoking!”

“Oh, go ahead. I’ll tell her what you were up to. Betcha she’s gonna roast you worse than me. Least I’m smokin’ in our own backyard. You? You’re sneakin’ off to God-knows-where, with who-knows-who, to meet some punk I’d prolly wanna punch!" He stepped closer to her, grabbing her shoulder.

“As if you’d even notice I left if you weren’t out here killing your lungs... Besides, there’s my younger sister—she needs more attention than I do.”

“Ain’t your lil’ sister tryin’ to sneak out in the dead’a night, ya spiky lil’ rebel." Scourge grabbed her forearm, walking her back toward the house. The girl tried to pull her arm free from his firm—though careful—grip, but without success.

“Dad! Let go! I promised Jeremy I’d meet him today...” She slipped from his grip, stepping back with a huff, turning around and starting to walk again. “I already said, why don’t you go take care of my sister? I’m old enough to take care of myself...”

She suddenly stopped in the middle of the path. In the blink of an eye, Scourge was standing right in front of her, fists clenched, brow furrowed in irritation.

“I’d rather keep both my girls safe at home, far from any trouble. Now turn it around, kid, march y’self right back to bed. Ain’t no guy out there worth sneakin’ out on your ol’ man…" He crossed his arms, grunting.

“You’re so annoying sometimes... it’s just a party...” she looked away, grinding her teeth. Suddenly, she gasped, feeling herself being lifted.

Scourge had picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and beginning to walk back toward the house.

“I’d only let ya go... if I went with ya. But ya do know what I’d do to this ‘Jeremy’ fella, right? ‘Course ya do—you know your dad.." he chuckled darkly, opening the front door carefully, closing it behind him and locking it, then heading up the stairs.

“That’s exactly why I’ll never take you to any party I go to...”

“And I ain’t ever lettin’ you go to any party..." Scourge stopped in front of the girls’ bedroom door, turned the knob, entered, and placed the young hedgehog on the edge of the bed. “There we go. Safe an’ sound, far from all that wild teenage nonsense out there." He said proudly, crossing his arms.

The little hedgehog just crossed her arms and pouted, glaring at him.

Scourge sighed, then sat down beside her on the bed, gently holding her hand.

“I know ya mad, kiddo… but I’m doin’ this to keep ya safe from punks… trust me, I know their kinda trouble all too well…" he said softly, caressing the fur on the back of her hand.

Her expression gradually softened, until she closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

“...I... I guess I know that, Dad... I just wanted to... I don’t know, have fun with my friends...” She opened her eyes, focusing on the other side of the room, where her sister still slept soundly. “But I don’t know... I think you’re right... screw Jeremy...” her words made Scourge laugh softly.

“I got an idea… how ‘bout a hardcore horror flick marathon with your old man? Betcha it’s better than any lame teen party out there… He smirked, nudging her with his elbow.

“...I like that idea... And if Mom gets mad later for us watching those, I’ll totally blame you.”

“Ha! Sounds perfect, kid!" Scourge said excitedly, standing up, his daughter following suit. “Then let’s quit yappin’ and get to it!"

--*--

When the chilly morning arrived, you stretched slowly in bed, already noticing something was missing at your side. As you slowly opened your eyes, you looked around the room, realizing Scourge was nowhere to be seen.

Sighing, you sat up in bed, yawning, then got up and walked slowly toward the living room.

As you began to descend the stairs, you immediately noticed the sound of light snoring coming from the living room, catching your attention. Stopping at the foot of the stairs, your eyes scanned the area. Soda and energy drink cans, chips, popcorn, and candies were scattered across the coffee table and couch.

On the couch itself was a scene that warmed your heart: two green hedgehogs sleeping deeply. On one side, Scourge was passed out clutching a pillow, drooling all over it as he snored. On the opposite end of the couch, your daughter was curled up, wrapped in blankets, breathing softly in her sleep.

They had probably stayed up late watching movies again and eating everything they could find in the pantry and fridge, then dozed off like two little kids. Looking at your daughter now, you once again confirmed something you already knew: she truly was her father’s daughter, and the resemblance and friendship they shared was something to admire.

And you could hardly wait to see your daughters grow more and more each day.

[kesujo]

If you were to have cosplay sex with your idol girlfriend, which idol would you think would look best in the following costumes?

Police

Student

Professor

Witch

Superhero

Cheerleader

Princess

Comics, game characters

Bikini

Nude

For the sake of not being too boring and answering 'Taeyeon' for all of them, imma try to diversify a bit here (although I may still end up going with Taeyeon for more than one :p) Also, this is more gonna be of a 'who I think of first for __' or 'who do I think suits a __ kind of look the best' :D

Police

I think this one is pretty easy since IU, I think, is (or was) an honorary police officer

2. Student Sana seems like she'd be a delight to teach. What a cutie pie

Look at her.

Yep. Looking at her. Looking at her ... wait what?

Oh, also, shoutout to Taeyeon too

And ofc her in her 'Letter to Myself' MV and photoshoot/jacket shoot/whatever they're called

(how to be that cushion, anyone know?)

3. Professor Speaking of Taeyeon (sorry, but you asked me, the Taeyeon-biased guy, so you should've figured that I'd answer Taeyeon for a few of these, even if I said I'd try not to at the beginning of this post)

Yep.

Yep yep. Help, my mind is going fried with all sorts of ideas of principal/professor Taeyeon ... I can't start any more drafts than I already have...

4. Witch First thing that comes to mind for 'witch': Red Velvet. Probably influence of 'Really Bad Boy' and/or 'Peekaboo' or something. Of those, I feel like Irene would suit the 'witch' vibes

(this was the closest thing I could find to 'Witch Irene' LMAO) (Irene didn't really look like a witch in RBB, really, so ... yeah. Lemme konw if you got something better and I'll update this :D)

5. Superhero

First thing I thought of for 'Superhero' is Super Yuppers from Chocome, and Yeoreum is my fav amongst them, so it's Yorm :D (also, have a yorm draft, but unsure when it's gonna come out)

6. Cheerleader

Somehow, first thing I thought of was this outfit from Amazing Saturday and not SNSD's cheerleader outfits from 'Oh!' Speaking of that, though, Tiffany looked the best in their cheerleader outfits for 'Oh!' imo

7. Princess First person I thought of for this one is Yuna

idk why tbh, I just feel like Yuna fits the 'princess' vibe the best, you know? And this is coming from someone who barely knows ITZY, really. Perhaps that's just the power of Yuna...

8. Comics, game characters For this one, I figure I should choose someone who is also known for good acting, and I think Seohyun has been praised for her acting before. Also, here's her as Maelficent:

and her as a cute vampire:

(IU was chosen for the police officer one, which is why I didn't choose her for this one) (Also, I still have yet to watch anything SNSD has acted in, or any kdrama that isn't 'Goblin', for that matter xD) Don't let those outfits deceive you, she got the body to pull off curvier characters too...

9. Bikini As you may have surmised, I tend to follow the SM girl groups quite a bit, and there's no other real rhyme of reason behind any of the other groups I pay attention to. So, on that note:

And then, obviously...

Yeah, nuff said, really.

10. Nude So ... uh, not sure what kinda, like, outfit or cosplay or something 'nude' is, I'm guessing this is more or less 'who do you think looks best nude' or something?

One answer:

Not biased at all

Not in the slightest

...Yeah...

(btw holy FK this pose...)

Also have some cute Taeyeon (that's still showing off her assets) :D

And who can forgot this legendary outfit

Not me, that's who. AND ALSO, Taeyeon showing off her ass for no reason:

And some candids of that LV outfit

Those lil slits on the slide, perfect for sliding your hands in and grabbing a handful of them titties

And,

STEP ON ME MOMMY

Ahem, sorry about that.

Yeah. Not biased btw.

:)

[umnitsa]

That's Why She Calls Me Mr. Fantastic

Summary: Reed evolved.

A/N: This is based on my favorite canon from the comic book. I have been thinking of this since I first read FF, but I have always respected Reed too much to write it. The casting was the tipping point for my poor little coochie. I haven't read FF in a long while and I should go back, honest to The Maker (IYKYK).

I wrote this for me and I'm sharing with you so I can find my people. <3 Let’s have some monsterfucking fun!

Pairing: Reed Richards x fem!Reader you’re not Sue but you are his long time partner. Do not comment about this, I do not fucking care, please let me be in peace with my little fantasy xD

CW: THIS FIC IS WEIRD. It is weird. I would love to keep this a surprise, since I think it would be more enjoyable this way, but: TENTACLE PORN. THIS IS TENTACLE PORN. All the holes, deep throat, pleasure dom!Reed, a fuckload of love.

English is not my first language and this was not proofread, so there may be a lot of issues. *shrugs*

It was hard to wake up beside Reed right after the accident. Nothing could prepare you to wake up to a formless warm mass of soft skin crawling over you, his face scattered all over the expanse of the bed. You remember screaming, and one singular brown eye blinking awake, over the mass, his mouth gasping all the way over the end of the bed. Where his feet should be, instead of…

In a heartbeat, the mass reformed, rippling in quick waves. You witnessed the mass - Reed’s body - bubbling, his face emerging close to your face, fully formed; his beautiful lips half parted, eyes wide in surprise.

You cried together that morning, arms around each other, unsure what would change for you both.

*****

Time passed, Reed’s humanity dripping away with every single second. You both moved forward, every day an adventure in exploration.

You watched him change: the way he moved, the way he talked, the way he behaved… With each tick of the clock, Reed became something else, slowly surpassing the limits of your imagination… and his.

Reed became more.

*****

“Morning.” Reed’s voice echoed on the shell of your ear, the warm breeze of his breath caressing the skin under your ear. “Don’t open your eyes yet, doll.”

Five fingertips gently tickled up your thigh, drawing small patterns on your skin.

“Can I get on my back, baby?” You sounded breathless and groggy, the world around you slow as molasses, your senses trickling into conscience.

“Of course.” Reed answered, lips pressed right under your ear. You rested on your back, sighing. The tickling sensation on your thigh made your eyelids flutter. A hand firmly grabs your jaw, fingers squeezing your thigh. “Eyes closed. Until I tell you to open.”

“Hmmm… ’m sorry.” You gasped, the hand sliding over your throat and squeezing gently. “I’ll behave.”

“I know you will.” Reed chuckled, tongue running over the side of your neck. His fingertips started moving again, gently whispering up your thigh. “You always behave… My good little doll.”

You counted his fingertips, trying to ground yourself, to keep your control.

One, two, three, four, five…

One, two, three, four, five…

One, two, three, four…

Suddenly, the feeling exploded all over your body, thousands of whispers over your legs, between your thighs, over your pussy.

“Reed!” You gasp, chest arching up. “Fuck!”

“We’re headed there. Here, a gift…” Reed chuckled, pressing an appendage against your lips. Warm, moist and pulsing, it slides into your mouth, silky smooth skin with the taste of precome. You moan, tongue exploring the familiar head. “I know you love sucking cock.”

You feel warm tendrils of soft skin wrapping around your ankles, gently raising and folding your legs, wrapping themselves around you until you can’t move. Spread open for Reed, you whine, fingers sliding up and down your folds, pulling your labia apart. Warm skin brushed up your spine; your body was lifted, your hips supported and tilted towards the ceiling. You try to imagine how you look, a pretty shibari scene where the ropes are made of Reed’s flesh.

The cock in your mouth pulses, pushing forward, dripping fluid right on the back of your tongue, down your throat. You tense, lips moving around Reed as you babble, confused by the onslaught of sensation, already lost inside your mind as he showered you with infinite touches.

“I love playing with you… My doll, so… pliable.” His lips brush against your ear, a desembodied tongue brushing against your clit, tracing circles. “…responsive.”

Something slippery, blunt and thick pressed gently against your asshole, testing your resistance, teasing in pulses. You whimpered and moaned around the heavy volume in your mouth; Reed moaned into your ear, an echo of your pleasure.

You felt so close to coming, all the stimuli he provided getting you insanely close to the pleasurable chasm, but not enough tip you over.

“Open your eyes, doll.”

Nothing could have prepared you for the sight: your body suspended in the middle of the room, hips higher than your head, an uncountable amount of tendrils wrapped all your body, all skin, all Reed.

You gasped, thick appendages invading all your holes, burrowing themselves deep into you; they stretched you much beyond your limits, triggering both your gag reflex and your orgasm at the same time, a scorching jet of liquid as Reed presses deep inside you. Reed somehow pulls your hair back, invading your throat even deeper, and you wonder for a brief moment if he could somehow high five himself inside you.

Of course he could.

Your body tightened and trashed against his; Reed lets you ride your orgasm, pulling from you ever so slowly, until you are resting against the bed, panting, tears in your eyes. You blink slowly, then turn to Reed, your arms wrapping around his human form.

“Hey.” Reed said, softly, cupping your cheek and nuzzling your nose. He smiled gently, his lips brushing into yours. “You ok?”

“What came over you?” Chuckling, you kissed him, arms tightened around his large body.

“Scientific curiosity.” Reed says softly. “I watched a dirty video yesterday… Got some ideas.”

“I can’t believe it took you so long to find tentacle porn, baby.” You yawn through a smile, enjoying his surprised, dumbfounded look.

“Oh.”

You shrug, batting your eyelashes at him.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself.” You slide your hand over his chest, caressing him gently.

“I did. Maybe more than I should. Did you?” His big eyes were filled with expectation. You nodded and he beamed a giant, bright smile. “Good.”

“Pervert.” You chuckled, hiding your face against his neck.

“You chose me. What does that say about you, doll?” Reed gently rubbed your back, his breathing calming and relaxed.

Reed didn’t need to breathe anymore. Haven’t needed to for a long time. But after sex, while you were fucked out and exausted, he breathed. For your comfort. For your pleasure.

You looked up into his eyes, the dark orbs shining with mirth like the man he once was.

“I love you, Reed.”

He nodded and kissed you, deeply, his tongue parting in multiples and teasing yours, as an unnatural amount of hands held and caressed your body. Reed pulled back from the kiss and looked deep into your eyes, his voice low and rumbling, echoing some unknown dimension of himself.

“I love you.”

[anxiousapplepie]

So probably Bug Ancestry involved in one kind of White Rose. Maybe. Possibly. (And I have no clue what target I did hit, but that's a mystery for me to solve another day) I do have several thoughts and other off-the-wall ideas, but I'm gonna switch topics to tackle something that's been bugging me. Pun not intended.

Onto the question. The RK World is classified as a magical otherworld connected to Earth, yes? But you mentioned previously (as a joke? So unsure how true it is) that Bugs get very much frustrated with our Australian internet (same) which implies the main connection(s?) to RK is somewhere in Australia. But even if such a thing is true or not, I presume there are probably points where maybe the 'barriers' are thinner (possibly in nature??) and allow for passage between worlds (because I have not heard one mention of a proper portal) in a sort of seamless sense. I would say 'liminal', but I am specifically not referring to Backrooms stuff in this case. Either way, I am curious.

Anyway. I know that stuff probably veers into spoiler territory, so I understand if you are unable to answer. I hope my constant questions and thoughts don't annoy you too much. If they are, please let me know. I'll do my best to dial it back a bit in such a case. Have a nice day. ☆

Pun absolute appreciated even if it wasn't intended XD But alas, this is one question I'm not ready to answer yet (for spoiler reasons, yes) All you gotta know for now is that the Bugs are capable of some very clever tricks, one of them is finding "doorways" between worlds. And with the right passports, legal paperwork and connections, it's possible for anyone to wander through and poke their head into "our world" and vice versa! And some of those doorways just happens to be in Australia :3 And MATE you never have to apologize or fear about annoying me with questions about one of my original stories!! I love answering all types of questions, and it's very exciting seeing folk like you connect the dots and make guesses that REALLY make me think I'm getting good grades in telling stories and sharing information! Some days I'm more tired than others, but but nobody is annoying me and I seriously thank you for your love and attention! <333

[cricky-butspicy]

Me again! (surprise surprise) continuing the thought from the chats here: https://www.tumblr.com/cricky-butspicy/784907028098367488/nother-thought-say-reader-is-watching-some-sort?source=share (with no pressure to respond anytime soon or at all really!) but my brain is dead set on writing up another drabble for this one (after I finish Atlas's) cause some good ol' break up comfort sounds so nice; so I'm gonna pick your brain a bit more for a more accurate representation for the two XD reader continues to pull them along, mindless ranting since they're upset and basically 'forcing' the boys into a sleepover cause they don't want to be alone right now (they didn't ask if it'd be okay to stay at their place, just assumed Soleil or Atlas wouldn't kick them out), so they pick up some snacks and drinks and take out, set up a blanket fort in their living room (assuming that would be allowed) putting on more romcoms that go mostly unwatched as they continue to just rant and vent their feelings. "you don't need them, they didn't deserver you anyway!" "yeah, fuck 'em!" in passing though the term makes reader huff and squeeze at a pillow. "Thank god I didn't actually fuck them... though that was a whole different argument we had. I wasn't sure I wanted to, especially since I didn't really enjoy just kissing them, and then it'd escalate to how I always compared them to one of you two... which maybe I did compare them too much. Oh god maybe everything was all my fault? I was the problem. What's wrong with me?" Insert Soleil and Atlas comforting them, assuring them that your partner shouldn't be trying to force you into anything, and while you might have been comparing your partner too much, that maybe that was just a sign that they weren't what you were looking for anyway, and it's good it ended without more regrets. That it's fine if you don't enjoy kissing, or more than kissing.

Reader admits while hiding their face in the pillow that they do like kissing and want to try more than that, that they really enjoy kissing, at least they did when it was with Atlas or Soleil. "Well I guess it's a good thing we're dating now so we can keep practicing all you'd like~" Atlas would tease, which I think Soleil would scold him for; unsure if reader had really meant what they said or if like most of the other things tonight spoken, was just a rush of feelings in the moment. Reader would apologize, embarrassed that they said that in the first place without even checking with either of them trying to further hide themselves away. aaaand I'm not sure how they'd react from there though depending on how far the two would be comfortable going right away I'd want it to lead to naughty fun time XD in my mind it'd be a 'let's explore and find out, stop us if it's too much' - Readers perspective though would be a 'I do love these two but they def only see me as a friend, we kiss and more in my dreams, kind of thing' XD

I'm more than happy to answer you on this because I love to indulge you and see what comes next <3

First thing is first:

Reader is right. Atlas nor Soleil will kick them out. They would actually insist on buying the snacks, drinks, and food. You are their Starlight/Sunshine. They can't make you buy them. So they are paying (By which I mean Atlas is paying, because Soleil is still confused and isn't picking up on hints,) and Atlas already knows the game you are playing with not wanting to be alone and spending the night. He'll give up his couch for you or get you to snuggle with Soleil in his tiny twin XL-size bed if anything (is what he thinks going into this.)(Fun Fact. Atlas won't let reader into his room until it's either *confirmed* dating with you that's more than just talking all the time and holding hands or if you're getting hot and bothered together, which he is about to FIND OUT.)

Next,

Sol does not want a blanket fort in the living room. It MAY LOOK VERY COMFY but it's a lot of clean up and laundry, he'd rather not. It's just cuddle on the couch time or move the coffee table to sit on the floor in front of the couch to all talk together. He prefers stuff like that done in Attie's room, but NO ONE BUT ME KNOWS WHAT IT REALLY LOOKS LIKE YET AND THAT KILLS ME BECUSAE I CAN'T ELABORATE. Spoilers 😔 But he'll allow a few pillows out to cuddle with and an extra big blanket to share between the three of you.

Another thing,

Soleil and Atlas DO NOT like romcoms. They only watch them because you want to and you like them. Romcoms make them uncomfortable because ew kisses and bad jokes? Ew kisses and bad jokes. (Not all romcoms are kisses and bad jokes, that's just how they see them.) So, yes they are definitely not paying attention to them.

"You don't need them, they didn't deserve you anyway!" is definitely Soleil vibes while "Yeah, fuck 'em!" is very Atlas.

Which brings me to our next point, you bring up fucking, and those boys go quiet. They are furious inside that this person even brought up fucking you. Like, your relationship was not that intense, (In their eyes at least, they've heard you complain about it before) and that person has NO RIGHT to put their dirty claws on you. But they do come back once you start getting upset with yourself. Atlas is definitely first to place the very definite boundary of "No one should force you into doing anything you don't want to do, even if you are dating them. That's shitty and disgusting." But Soleil will definitely add, "Maybe you did compare them a little too much to me and Attie, but who can blame you! They weren't your taste, and that's ok! Leave them in the dust! They never deserved you in the first place! Some others, or uh, someone else can treat you much better! But at least you left before more could happen!" "Yeah, before you created any bigger regrets. The damage control is small, Starlight. It's easy clean up." "Just what Attie said! You just learned that maybe you don't like kissing or more than kissing, and that's more than ok! You don't have to like that kind of thing and it doesn't need to be in any of your relationships!"

And then reader can admit and these boys are a bit speechless for a second with Soleil going a bit red and Atlas gaining shit-eating grin to tease with that "Well I guess it's a good thing we're dating now so we can keep practicing all you'd like~" only for Soleil to smack his arm and scold him along the lines of "Be quiet! It was a heat of the moment answer! Don't tease them for it!" before whispering very quiet to Atlas "you'll scare them away! This is sensitive timing; we have to be careful!"

And que reader apologizing and being embarrassed about it and hiding, and both Soleil and Atlas getting a bit quiet and looking at them before Atlas gets Soleil away from him to reach out and try to comfort the reader while trying to pull the pillow away while saying something close to:

"Hey, if it's how you really felt, is it that bad to say? I mean, sure, it was heat of the moment, but you meant it, didn't you? You'd rather date us, wouldn't you?"

"Attie!" Soleil would try to interrupt, but would be sadly ignored by his boyfriend.

"I think we'd both be thrilled to date you, and I'm sure we could show you a lot more than kissing that you might like better from us. Only if you'd want it though. Don't let us try to swindle you like that poor excuse of an ex, though. We go as far as you go, or at least as far as Soleil's poor little heart will allow him until he's horny enough if you decide far enough."

Lucky for you, it is a "let's explore and find out, stop us if it's too much" scenario that Atlas will snatch up in a second with the proper ok. They've wanted this with the reader for MUCH too long now. They don't like wasting time, especially Atlas. And Soleil will about explode with all of the kissing teasing that is bound to happen without any release somehow. And with you pretty much spending the night, he's not getting it unless him and Attie sneak off to the bathroom once you fall asleep if you don't want to go that far, which is fine! It works! But he'll be extra sensitive and maybe a little snippy until he gets a little release from being overwhelmed and overstimulated by horny.

I think this is so fun because some of these aspects WILL be explored in the fic, it's simply later on when things get a little more serious between reader and the boys! There is still much to happen! We gotta get through the PI Christopher arc!

[torihakaraublog]

Obey Me! NB "Presenting Perfect Memories" Pop Quiz

So the last Obey Me! pop quiz has come to a close and on the holidays no less T_T

I wrote about each lesson after I played them instead of after finishing the whole event so there may be some plot questions not answered in some sections <3

Lesson 1

First off LOVE the outfits for this event. 😍 They have a great vibe and look good on everyone. Last year's were kinda blah, so glad effort was put into this last event.

Oh no! Memories of Christmas are disappearing!! It is currently not affecting; us, Levi, Mammon, Simeon, Diavolo and Barbatos. Unsure if it is affecting Asmo or not??

The memories are not lost just stored away. You can temporarily remember them if someone else mentions Christmas 🎄 Most people seem to have a 'feeling' still when their memories are locked away. Like Mephi buying presents for his brother for something he feels is important but can't remember specifics of the occasion.

The only clue to a cure is the treat advent calendar from the human world that Solomon bought! Eating the treats could be an antidote of sorts.

Gift exchange planned with Thirteen! 💜 *kicks feet in excitement*

Levi is being extremely adorable in this event!! <3

Lesson 2

So we find the store in the human world - can't find more sweets but we find present boxes with everyone's memories in them - Christmas ghosts (?) were behind it!

We also go to a Christmas market with Barbatos and Diavolo (have option to take Dia's scarf or Barb's gloves). And take photos with Santa Simeon with Solomon - a bunch of kids also take photos with him.

The ghosts are mad about only getting to watch people enjoy Christmas so we are cursed to enternal Christmas!

BOX MEMORIES

The boys each decorating their own tree with their fave things.

Us baking cakes with Luke and Beel.

Lesson 3

So we are stuck in Christmas ground hog day (look up the movie if you are unfamiliar its really good :3) and I somehow manage to summon the ghosts to the devildom. The ghosts challenge us to a date competition where they pretend to be one of the brothers. The fakes and reals compete together to see who can pit on a better date.

Levi makes us a music box 🥺💜

Lucifer seemed very bold in his claims about us 😳

Also like how Beel and Bel eventually became friends with their fakes - the personality's of the fakes were opposite xD

Ghosts didn't like that the brothers won and try to snarch you. So next option is to beat the ghost up lmao.

Was laughing at this dialogue line lmao. 100% going to be saying this irl xD

Lesson 4

Bottom route - Diavolo makes a Christmas village and we delivery Christmas gifts with the ghosts.

Sparkle ✨️ - we invite the ghosts to spend Christmas with us. Lots of characters inviting you back to their room scenes ❤️ (at least Asmo, Dia, and Lucifer).

Fave Moments

Getting tree with Beel and riding it through the snow.

Bel saying he's gonna wrap himself up, then Levi deciding to do it too.

Horny Diavolo xD (he really wanted to snach us the whole event lol).

Lucifer asking if we were asking if he loved us.

Cards

Started off with an amazing Nightmare pull in 'Presents 1'! Got; Diavolo, Levi, and Beel all in the same 10 pull <3

Was not as successful in 'Presents 2' :( I'm always complaining I pull Bel when I'm aiming for other cards but this time Bel refused to come home! Ugh! Mammon was also hiding from me. But I pulled Satan! ... 4 times...

Not surprised but it was Celestial Blessings for the event prizes, which I never do well in. I made it to box A3 (not all awards were collected in previous boxes but pretty close cause my -luck) which is further then I normally get and got the Simeon UR (both images are super pretty! yay one of my husbands!) and the Mammon & Bel SSR, but 'Everlasting Snowflakes' evaded me!! Really liked 'Forgotten Winter Fun' (Solomon & Mephi & Mammon) in box B, but of course that was the last card.

Overall this event was okay. The cards were amazing design wise, but the story wasn't super exciting compared to last years Christmas story. That crazy nightmare pull I got was defiantly a highlight though ^_^

[parvulous-writings]

AHHH YOU WRITE FOR BILL AND TED !! there's so little of them on here or anywhere else it's so sad.

If it's not too much trouble, could you write some Bill fluff hcs, or like a mini fic about gn or fem reader tutoring them both and Bill has a crush on them/her?

If not, no worries just ignore. And if you do, thank you for your service 🫡

OKAY OKAY - I'm going to combine these a little bit- so, you tutor both Bill and Ted, and Bill has a bit of a crush on you- as headcanons!

Apologies the sides of tutor/relationship are a tad uneven, I wrote most of this in the early hours of the morning, and muse was... all over the place XD

Not my gif

Bill had always just scraped by when it came to his grades. He was just about average for the majority of his education - but his teachers had always had an inkling that he could push himself more, the same with Ted as well. Neither of them particularly minded being average grade, though - they weren't failing, so why try change anything?

It's only when they start getting further into their High-School education that they have this... Nagging feeling, that something needs to be done- but, no matter how hard the pair of them try, nothing seems to change. Nothing... Grabs them, or holds their attention for very long. They try again and again - drilling each other, testing one another on the right answers to all the questions they've made based on the subjects. It never works, nothing sticks.

Starting to get desperate, Bill starts to turn to you - not explicitly, initially, though. He sits next to you in a couple of classes, so he starts looking over your shoulder every so often, scribbling down as many notes as he can without being suspicious. He manages it - but nothing makes sense to him OR Ted when they look back on the notes.

Unsure of what else to do, they keep up this little scheme. They've no better ideas, and though they have absolutely NO clue what half of it means, they cannot see any other option for them.

Unfortunately, Bill was not as sneaky as he thought that he was. Nowhere even close. You'd noticed a couple weeks ago- and you'd just let him continue, assuming that he would be able to go up at least a grade with the notes you'd essentially given him. But as you watched, his grades never changed. So, you decided to take a more active hand in it.

You approached him and his friend Ted one day, whilst they sat in the corner of the courtyard together, surrounded by books and notes they had made. "Bill, my most excellent friend," The darker haired one began, looking up from his work. "I can't understand a single thing any of these books say..." Bill looks up at this, looking equally as disappointed. "Neither can I, Ted... Neither can I..." He sighs, before returning to his little endeavour.

You clear your throat, startling both of them. They both turn to look up at you. "Uh... Hello?" Ted breaks the silence, "Can we help you?" He doesn't mean to sound rude at all, and if anything, he just sounds like he's attempting to sound like he's a gentleman of a bygone era. "Well, I was actually wondering if I could help you..." You chuckle back at them. Their eyes light up simultaneously.

And that's how it begins - your tutoring lessons. Twice a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Any subject, and all of them - you leave it to Bill and Ted to decide what you cover, and you spend however long they need on it. You actually begin to notice some remarkable improvement with this method- they finally start to understand and build on the knowledge you help them to gain. They start to improve in class, and you couldn't be prouder of them.

Ted thanked you to no end - and often showed his appreciation with a non-stop flow of all the musical facts stored in his head. Bill, on the other hand, was a little bit quieter. He often just... Gazed at you. He often stayed longer than he needed as well, thanking you for your time and making sure his notes were correct.

It was roughly two months of this before Bill actually decided to make his move on you. "So... Are you doing anything this evening?" "I don't think so... Why d'you ask, Bill?"

He tries to overlook the way his heart flutters - as it has started to more and more in the past few weeks - when you say his name. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to catch a movie with me, there's this drive in theatre not too far away, and.."

You barely have to hear the rest of the sentence before you say yes - and you don't regret it. It was a sweet little evening - Bill even got you popcorn. He drove you home after that - and over the next few weeks, it became your thing. Go out to the movies, have some popcorn. Ted even comes along with you a few times!

You always looked forward to your movie night with Bill - whether it was at the theatre, the drive in, or even at home. Neither of you minded where it was; it was more of the fact that the pair of you were spending time with one another, outside of the tutoring. Even though it sometimes bled over into your study sessions- with Bill often going, "Hey, isn't that like when we saw..." when it's relevant (and even sometimes when it's not) - it's a nice getaway for the pair of you, and it's a little weekly tradition you have to yourselves for a very long time.

[vitanithepure]

20 Questions: Writing Edition

Tagged by @cawyden-gaming, thank you so much 💜

How many works do you have on ao3?

17! That is actually more than I thought ^^

What’s your total ao3 word count?

54,977!

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Read me, love me (BG3 Gale/Astarion fic)

Answer to your prayers (BG3 God!Gale/A!Astarion fic)

Starting anew (BG3, you guessed it, Gale/Astarion fic, actually the first I ever shared with the public ^^)

Eyes (my first RT fic, which...is shameless smut, go figure xD)

Not enough for you (BG3, yes, yes, Gale/Astarion, sue me)

What fandoms do you write for?

BG3 was my fanfic writing awakening, so to speak, but right now I pour all my love into Rogue Trader 💜

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to them all! Every comment, even the smallest one, always makes my day! I am grateful people take their time to read my fics and even more so when they go the extra mile to leave anything for me to go on.

What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Most of my fics are one-shots with no true ending, but... I'm pretty sure my longfic, Once we were, won't have a cheerful ending.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That probably goes to Tender, a fic I wrote for the Rogue Trader Gift Exchange for the lovely @captastra 💜

Do you get hate on fics?

Not directly on ao3, no. Got some nasty anons here after the few bg3 fics I uploaded so...I kept the rest in my head, just for myself.

Do you write smut?

It was never my intention, and yet here I am :D

Do you write crossovers?

No, not really my thing.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so? I am neither good nor popular enough I think, so worst that probably happened is my fics being fed to some AI.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of :)

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

No, but I think I would like to!

What’s your all time favourite ship?

That's such a hard question, because it is easy to name the recent ones as they are fresh and you can recall all the emotions with ease. I'm not gonna lie though if I say Heinrix/RT is definitely at the very top right now.

What’s the wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh my gosh, I hope to finish them all one day, but the least probable is my own spin on the Knight Pilot AU I started planning out some time ago...always something more compelling pops up on my radar :)

What are your writing strengths?

Not sure if it's a strength, but I very much like to play with character emotions and I think I make a decent work out of it.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I do not give the reader enough descriptions, I think. Where are they? In a room! What are they doing? I dunno, but here are four paragraphs of the character agonising over wanting to touch someone's hand!

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

Well, I am not writing in my native language so I guess it counts? :D If not then...I think I wouldn't. If someone would talk a language other than English, I would just describe it depending on the listener knowing the language or not.

First fandom you wrote for?

Baldur's Gate 3

Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

What's with the hard questions? 😂

When I will finish it, it will probably be Once we were, but right now...? Definitely On the prowl 🙈🙉🙊

I am completely unsure who did this and who didn't, so if you see this consider yourself tagged, but to try to spread the fun: @iamaweretoad @ex-textura @lylakoi @lorenofcominantes @pallysuune @fuchsiareign @inquisitornocturn

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Gachatober Day 1. Djinn - Zhongli

Day one of the monster fest!!! As stated in a previous update, the reader will usually be gn to apply to more people, and it'll be entirely fluff to make up for the kinktober I'm also doing XD

I did a lil bit of research on Djinn, and one of the main results when looking them up is how they can look like anything they want, so I leaned further into the shapeshifting aspect rather than general magic and other qualities. So with that said! Thank you for reading <3

Word Count: 1,241

You always knew something was a little different about your boyfriend, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. Despite being a couple for several months now, there were still some aspects of him that were a mystery to you. He always seemed to know your favorite foods, and it was almost like he was reading your mind sometimes. But it wasn’t like you had any proof, so you kept your thoughts off the matter. Surely he wasn’t something inhuman…right?

Though today you thought you saw a small shift in his appearance. It wasn’t a different hairstyle, nor did you notice him getting any taller…but it seemed like something was completely wrong about his appearance. You were stumped, and stared at him intensely at the dinner table. Any other day and you might have dropped it, but you were determined to know the answers to your questions that had been building up for the majority of your relationship. 

When you saw traces of red and orange across his face for a split second, you couldn’t deny those nagging thoughts anymore. Though as soon as you opened your mouth to speak, you hesitated. What were you supposed to do? Ask him if he was even human? That wouldn’t go over well, but neither would sitting here contemplating if you should just ask the question or not. With a deep sigh, you looked at him with a mixture of hesitation and overwhelming curiosity. 

“Zhongli…this might sound stupid…” You tried to give him a small smile, but you were worried you’d look like a complete idiot for even thinking about asking your question. “Are you…entirely human?” It was hard to maintain eye contact with him, but it left you with your jaw dropping when he responded casually. 

“No.” 

You gasped, but gulped and tried to gather your courage to continue on with this train of conversation. “So what…are you?” It had your full attention, knowing he wasn’t one to joke around when you were being so earnest…or even joke around at all. “Sometimes I see you look different. Like a different skin color for a second, or you always seem to know what I’m thinking or what I like.” You felt the need to explain, trying to prove to him and yourself that you weren’t crazy. 

“I’m a Djinn.” He spoke, matter-of-factly. As he took a sip of his drink, he waited patiently for your response. When he didn’t get one, with you stumbling for words, he continued. “I’m sure you’re aware of what that is. Though I’m a bit different from the others, in that…I sought a relationship with a human. And I don’t regret that choice.” His words held no hesitation, but there was a small glimmer of vulnerability in his eyes. He was genuinely scared you’d react harshly to it. 

“Oh…” You muttered, unsure of what exactly to say. Sure, you’d heard of Djinn, but you had no idea they were real. And even moreso, you had no idea you were dating one. “I don’t really know much about them-I mean you! I mean-wow I’m really messing this up…” You sighed, and looked at him apologetically. “Is it true you can look however you want to? Is it a mirage or do you actually become what you want?” The traces of excitement were clear in your voice, and he gave a soft smile in appreciation. 

“It may be easier to show you.” He coughed, and let you pay for the meal as per usual, though you didn’t mind. As soon as the bill had been paid, he held your hand and led you to the outskirts of your small town in Liyue. 

Normally, you’d be afraid to go this far away with someone you didn’t know. But in that moment…you were sure you’d always known the real Zhongli. You may not have known WHAT he was, but you knew WHO he was, and that was far more important. Still, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous to see him potentially shapeshift in front of you. Would he be something dangerous? Something cutesy? Maybe even something small. Though when he did change his form, you couldn’t have been prepared for what you saw. 

In a matter of seconds, he had changed and become a long legless dragon. Despite not even having wings, he floated effortlessly a few feet above the ground. Your jaw dropped once more, and you reached out to feel his face without thinking twice. To your surprise, it seemed as if he really did change into this creature. You could feel every scale, and the structure of his bones through your fingertips. 

“That’s so cool…” You mumbled, and you heard a soft chuckle. It made you jump, somehow even surprised at the fact he sounded the exact same, except for a slight twinge of roughness in the tone. “S-Sorry…I just don’t know what to say.” You staggered a bit, but leaned into his touch with a laugh as his tail wrapped around you loosely. 

“If you’d like, I can show you the skies. I’m overdue for a flight anyway.” He didn’t portray any preference, as if it was completely up to you or not, and he didn’t mind either response. Though he could pick up on your question easily, continuing. “I wouldn’t let you fall. Not in a million years.” He leaned his head forward, and relaxed himself as he gave you a small reassuring squeeze. 

“I think…I’d like that. But I’m gonna hold you to your word!” You playfully poked his nose and let out a giggle. “I’ll never forgive you if you let me fall.” But as you grew more used to his form, you ran your hands along his scales in a display of affection. Your eyes were still wide in awe, but your face held a wide grin, as you felt like you’d been able to see something very few in history have. You swelled with pride, and you promised yourself you’d never do anything to break his trust. 

With his help, you got on him, grasping tightly around him with your arms and legs. A surprised yelp left your lips as he moved slowly and precisely further into the sky. But true to his word, he never got you anywhere close to falling off. If you neared that point, he grasped you firmly and helped you stay in place. It was the first of many flights, and you got to see just how easily he could look like anything he wanted to. 

One question stuck though, and you had to ask a few months after you learned of what he was. “Why…this form? You could look like anything in the world! So why do you choose to look like that?” You hummed, your head in his lap as you looked up at him. “I’m not complaining! I mean you look great, but I wanna know the thought process behind it. 

It caused him to let out a chuckle, and he cradled your face in his hands. His eyes were full of adoration, and he stroked your cheeks with his thumbs. “Because…I believed this was the kind of man you would speak with.” His confession had you blushing red, but your look of shock was replaced with a grin. 

“You’re really sweet and sappy, beneath that apathetic facade you know.” You giggled, and leaned further into his touch. 

“Only for you, my love.” 

[sakumira-agashi]

Hi! Sorry to bother you, but have you seen the 50-question lamb ask thing? If so can I ask 1, 7, 8, 12, and 26? Sorry again if that's too much :]

Ah- I'm so sorry for being so late to this ask, and of course it's not a bother what the hecc 😭If anything, I'm ecstatic that someone's interested in my Lamb enough to ask, considering I'm not too big in the fandom.

The Q&A list

1. Does your lamb go by any name other than The Lamb? If so, what?

I'll admit that my Lamb is not developed that much in depth XD But they only refer to themselves as The Lamb! To this day, no one knows their actual name and likely never will. Partially because they do like how it rolls off the tongue, but also the name's tied to their pre-cult life and for now, they'd prefer to not think about it too much.

7. Where was your lamb raised? A village? A prison? Constantly on the run?

They were raised in a village! A tight-knit community, if you will, with a typical family with two loving parents. I'm unsure how many siblings they have currently, but probably more than 2.

They were especially close to their mom. And sometimes, they wish they had kept more of her memories with them.

8. Did your lamb have any specific skills pre-sacrifice?

Sewing! It was their way to bond with their mom when they were small. They'd also dabble in some artsy crafts here and there.

12. How tall is your lamb?

5'4, which is pretty average, but when you compare them to my Narinder, who is 6'7, um-

26. Does your lamb wear jewelry or makeup?

Oh hell, yeah, a lot of jewelry. A LOT. Not normally, but they love it and would try to be so extra for special occasions. The shiny makes them happy :)

Lemme know if you (and yes I mean anyone who may be reading) wanna ask more questions! I'd be so happy to answer ^^

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HELLO!

I just wanted to pop and here and ask a Lil smt, I'm unsure if you've been asked this before and if I'm being honest I don't want to spend hours trying to find smt that idk if it's been asked before lmao-

But! I was wondering If you could describe your OCs Jelly and Raven's personalities and how they act?! If that's okay ofc, thank you!!

*casually slides back through the window waving enthusiastically*

Hey there! thank you for this ask, it's going to be a long answer so buckle up and get some tea xD let's start with Jelly first because she is still a relatively new OC, I haven't develop her story completely yet.

cw: there'll be mentioned of suicidal idealisation on Raven's part, some canon-typical violence here and there

Jelly's a silly gal, initially the one OC that I want to make it so that she's relatable to most people (around my age at least) and project my chaos and goofiness on. She's bubbly and kind, a bit awkward and sometimes a dumbass but this kindness isn't born from naivety but rather it's a choice. Shaped by her tragic upbringing (when can I make an OC that doesn't suffer? likely never, anyways), she has felt and seen first hand what it's like to be disregarded and overlooked, knows how it feels to be underestimated, to be someone you're not, thus this makes her perceptive to emotions and empathetic. She's the type of person who will go out of her way to help someone, even if it means putting her own needs aside.

She's a bit of a geek, anime, gaming, figurines, fan fiction, you name it she'll love it. Though she doesn't show it outwardly in fear of judgement, you'll see trinkets/merch in her workshop. Though if you approach her on those topic, she'll gladly yap about it with you.

Think of her like a mix of orange cat and golden retriever.

Now when it comes to Raven...oh boy, this one's a lot to unpack here.

The short answer is she's the fem version of Ghost, minus the muscles and repressed gayness (wheeze, no really, I made Raven using Ghost as a blueprint and then slowly expanded her story from there, lazy character making so to speak) but that may offend a portion of people so *cough*

Where do I even begin? xD

Raven's life has been hard since the very start, so she has a different level of mental toughness so ingrained that she often pushes herself past the point of exhaustion, has faced anything and everything from psychological pain to near-death experiences (multiple times). This makes her fiercely independent and rely solely on herself most of the time, viewing dependency on others as a weakness. So she doesn't like getting approached, and would likely ignore anyone who tries doing so.

Despite so, if you earned her loyalty, she will commit and submit to you wholeheartedly. While her past has taught her that loyalty can be a weapon used against you, she still chose to willing go to great lengths protecting the people she thinks are worth protecting for. So, let's just say she has some possessive tendencies. This trait however, is dangerous as well because that made her value her life a lot lesser, her own life is a pawn on the chess piece, a weapon that should be sacrificed for the greater good. It takes a lot of patiences and love on John's side to resolve a big part of that. (Raven goddammit it you are important just as much as Price and everyone else is, doesn't matter if you are useful or not because simply existing, is enough!!)

Ambiguous moral complex, I think that's the word, instead of operating in the black or white, she operates in the shades of gray. She's disciplined and highly analytical, ruthless and heartless when she does, so she can be coldly logical (stole this description from Jack). She has no qualms about deception, manipulation and dishonesty if it meant achieving her goal. This sort of...behaviour of her would make her unpredictable at times, and creates a tension between her and other operators, because can you trust a woman who wouldn't hesitate when necessary?

She has a cynicism perspective in live, which often isolates her from those around her, I could go on and on about this but she views empathy with suspicion, questioning the motives of kindness, which is why she's more reserved and distant to others, detached even. She copes by compartmentalization, which is basically isolating thoughts and feelings separately, think of Raven putting anger, sadness, happiness in different boxes, it's some form of dissociation to avoid feelings because they get in the way of life. So sometimes she doesn't react emotionally towards situation, which makes her seem like a monster. (at some level, she is one)

But despite her being a hardass, she does have a softer side that's hidden. Buried, deep-seated empathy of hers is quiet, almost reluctant, they appear when she least expected, and thus she has a hard time to express her feelings directly. Actions speaks louder than words, afterall. She's the type that shows her appreciation rather than speaking them.

This also, kind of make her awkward in some ways, especially when she's flustered. She wouldn't how to respond to heartfelt compliments or simple act of kindness.

Oh you bought her tea? She'll stare at you for an uncomfortable amount of time before she drinks it and tell you to get the same one next time.

You dust off her uniform? again, stares at you before she awkwardly pat your shoulder with a nod.

In short, she's quiet and reserved, emotionally guarded and cynical. But beneath that hard exterior she's a loyal person who cares more than she likes to admit.

[partywithoutsmiling]

Here's a fun idea you said that if he wanted to branch could make his own tribe. well what if he did, where do you think the tribe would live? I'm thinking something like the lash caves from minecraft because underground, and what if that was hundreds of years ago? What do you think folk trolls would evolve to look like? What about their culture? Would the leader position be passed down through bloodline or successes? What would their leader even be called? I feel like it has to be chief. Aaaahahahhah this ideas so funnnnn

Hi!

Sorry for late answer, I had a late shift at work, and that didn't leave me with much energy to do anything but have midnight dinner and then sleep XD

The thing about Branch, and his Folk String- yes, he could form his own Tribe and his own genre of music, but I am unsure if he would. Not at least while he travels, and while the events of the first and second movie are taking place.

First it comes down to the fact that he has no idea that the Strings exists and what they even are- and that knowledge would probably change somewhere around when World Tour happens. Even as he travels through the other territories, the topic of Strings just... doesn't come up, so he has no idea what power he holds in his hands (paws XD).

He also just still feels very connected to his own Tribe, no matter how badly they treated him. Especially after he realizes that Poppy actually missed him and was devastated to see him gone. (And sorry to say but my Branch will always be a bit of a simp for her, he is a lost cause in that)

BUT, all that said, entertaining the possibility of him forming his own Tribe...

Him straying underground once more would be very in character- especially as apparently Rock Trolls are subterranean people, in that most of their dwellings are underground and I do headcanon Branch as having a rock troll blood. So he would have never felt comfortable high in the trees like a full blood Pop Troll, but he also wouldnt want to be without any access to sunlight or plantlife.

The Lush Caves are a good idea certainly- and I raise you the possibility of their dwelling be more like the Hidden World from HTTYD XD

Not to the full fantastical extent as in the movies- but with the definition on whimsy and calm, some bioluminescence and giant crystals would be a great conversation piece XD

Chief being the title of the leader also fits- that, or more specifically Chieftain. Branch definitelly doesnt think of himself as coming from line of kings and queens (He is wrong about that in my headcanon buuut that's for another post XD), and so he would never think to use those titles. I think the position would be hereditary- but definitelly not going to the 'firstborn of the firstborn', but based on suitability. Culturaly, I think that would also be most familiar to any troll who who migrates from the large Tribes, where the leadership is definitelly a hereditary position (I think even Country Trolls, despite the Fandom calling Delta Dawn a mayor, do regard her as their queen).

Now for the fun part, the physical changes XD

Honestly that by itself requires a whole another post, since this need to encompass all of the Trolls tribe by tribe, but let me sum it up based on the Major Genres:

Pop: - Colourful little menaces as we know them from the movies XD - Largely arboreal- that means long tails that compensates for balance, and paws with retractable claws used for gripping onto tree bark - All trolls- apart from Classical and Techno- are in possession of fur, or (as one AO3 fanfic writer called it) in possession of 'flocking' XD - Pop Trolls grow thicker pelt in winter and shed it with the coming summer- but in general, it still grows rather fast for some so those trolls took to shaving it down to keep it need (Poppy is one such with unlucky ancient genes when it comes to that) - Before they evolved to use their Hair to the exten they do now, they largely counted on their own agility and ability to jump from branch to branch, and chipped away burrows into the trees - so powerful leg and arm muscles, and comparativelly amazing strenght for beings so small -They definitelly used to be taller than any non-funk trolls, slightly shorter than Biggie, but with the Pop String creation, their hair abilities and the selective survival of the smallest (after all, smaller trolls hid from Bergens' better), they've been getting on average shorter - They do have small hint of fangs, but are largely leaning towards non-meaty diet, though still very much omnivorous

Country: - Centaur-ish; I know movie depicted them with horse bodies, but I headcanon them more in the way unicorns are in old medieval illustrations, ie Artiodactyls - Long tail hair, almost as luscious as their own hair - Pointier ears, clear fangs on top of their large front teeth (since meat seems to be large part of their diet), but not really paws and claws; I would say they are the most carnivorous of all the trolls, raising livestock both for milk but specifically for meat - (diving into the territory of evolution, if they were hunters of prey, they probably chased them and kicked them to death XD) - All in all, not that different from how movie showed them

Classical: - More fairy-like/Hummingbird-like than in the movies - Definitelly still smaller and glittery, but with the idea their skin is not actually glitter like with Glitter Trolls, but either some kind of scale like feathers, or more durable version of the scales like butterflies have on their wings -Two pairs of wings instead of one, and definitelly beating faster to keep them up in the air - No tail- a rarity out of all the Trolls- and their hair is more like bird feathers/crest, in that it can puff up or lay flatter depending on situation - Most likely nectarivous and herbivorous? Making something like 'honey' from their farming efforts XD - The gemstone in their belly is an accessory and not something they all grow naturally- meant to show the troll is grown and ready to join the Orchestra XD

Techno: - Not much to change there- I just imagine their neon and digital looks came much later after decades/centuries being influenced by their string, they used look a little bit down to earth before that - Omnivorous, with crustaceans and molluscs making up for the majority of their animal protein- and probably necessary source of compound their bodies need to be bioluminescent

Rock: - Being looks wise the most similar to Pop Trolls, there was probably some speculation they both came from the very first same ancestor- before the Strings were created - Their flocking/fur is thinner and sleeker, and they don't grow a thick undercoat in winter, but similar to Pop trolls they have paws with claws- only theirs are not retractable - Their tail is also shorter and not as luscious in fur, used more for display than for balancing - Pointier ears for sure, more visible fangs; as mentioned, I think they are supposed to be subterranean? So most of their dwellings is underground- probably to avoid the volcanic ash on top- but I imagine living so close to the sea, they are largely focused on fishing (their angler ships suggests that they have no issue going underwater), probably hunting whatever critter lives in the cavern bellow, and maybe they are using the advantage of volcanic soil to grow some hardier crops? - Living underground with no direct sunlight for days probably gave them killer nightvision while their colours dulled to make hiding in the caves easier

That said, Branch is half and half. Despite his ear deformity, I would imagine they would always be a little pointier than on any other Pop Troll, and he cannot retract his claws (and thus took to filing them down to keep them blunt for safety sake- still sharp enough to help him climb, not sharp enough to hurt) Even if he grew up with his true colours, I'd imagine they would dull as he grew older, going vibrant only if he indulged in the poppiest of songs (or if he performed on stage) He has the tail and the luscious tail-hair of a Pop troll, but his flocking never grows a thick undercoat so he is almost always chilled to the bone in winter, forced to wear padded clothing to keep warm

With the Folk String coming from him, and representing him.... I imagine some of these things would change He'd grow hardier- more temperature tolerant at least- and similar to Rock Trolls, his night vision would grow better. Would any potential Folk Trolls change the same? Maybe? Perhaps more bioluminesce similar to that of Techno Trolls, while their general basic colouring grows more grounded- more into muted pastels and leaning towards greens/aquamarine tones

Culture is hard to pinpoint, as it would be evolving from various established cultures of all the other Major and Minor tribes; who knows what hodge podge it would end up as XD

My mind is full of various headcanons pft- ones that are blanket for all my AUs and ones that are just part of that one specific one- so be on lookout for more regarding that

[sickness-health-all-that-shit]

thank you @callivich for sharing the idea of making fic dvd commentaries! I thought I'd give it a go 🥰 @shamelessdvdcommentary

Broken things

summary: When Lip brings home an advanced android in order to test it for the company he works for, Ian doesn't know what to make of him. MIK-940810, or Mickey, seems virtually indistinguishable from a human being, throwing Ian for a loop as he feels an undeniable connection to the android. Their relationship deepens when Ian finds out about something that Mickey has been keeping from Lip and the people who built him.

There’s a faint blue light shining from the place where Lip’s thumb rests for about two seconds. Ian’s expecting some kind of whirring noise, like when you turn a computer on, but there’s just silence.

And then suddenly the blue eyes come alive.

some stats: I started writing this about a year ago, as part of the latest shameless big bang and finished it around january this year. it's a multichapter of about 28k words divided into 8 chapters

What was the initial inspiration for your story?

probably something I was watching at the time. I love sci-fi! I think I would've had the initial idea in the spring of 2023 and then let it marinate for a while, until the big bang came a-knocking lol. I'm pretty sure it was always gonna be android!Mickey and human Ian, and when I remembered Lip's canon interest in robotics it all started slotting into place for me

If the story is written from a character’s POV, why did you choose this character?

like I said it was always gonna be android!Mickey and I really wanted to explore Ian trying to figure out what made him tick and questioning what makes us human in the first place

What was your favourite scene to write?

probably their initial conversation when Ian asks all sorts of questions that make his brain explode more and more, while Mickey sort of watches him spiral and just seems to have an obvious answer for everything lol. that and the scene where Mickey heavily flirts with an increasingly flustered Ian, that was a lot of fun

How did you come up with the title?

one of the main themes of the fic is the coming together of these two individuals who meet at a time when they both needed it because they were feeling broken, for different reasons. there's a parallel especially between Ian's relationship with his bipolar disorder and Mickey's feeling that he's malfuctioning as an android and that he'll be seen as a broken toy. in both cases it's because of heightened emotions compared to what's considered 'normal', but they heal each other throughout the fic and overcome that sense of brokenness together

Are there any little moments or references you hope readers will notice?

hopefully all the little references and parallels to canon! (things like Mickey's serial number for instance) I had a lot of fun with those, it was like winking at my fellow fans like 'get it? it's like in the show!' lol

Was there anything you struggled to write? If so, how did you overcome this?

I struggled a bit with the resolution of the main conflict/angst, especially explaining how Lip suddenly decides to help them in the end, after being a dick for most of the story lmao. hopefully it doesn't feel that sudden or rushed, but yeah. I still think about it at times lol

Favourite line in the story?

“Well, ask away, doc. You studyin’ human anatomy all day, right? Bet you’re curious as fuck to know all the ways they replicated that shit in this hot little android body o’ mine.” - like I said, I really enjoyed Mickey shamelessly flirting xD

Did the storyline change in any way as you wrote the story?

I just checked my original (handwritten) outline, and I think I had meant to make Ian catch on more to the fact that Mickey is a different type of android, even with Lip's reassurances, but I think in that version he ended up being suspicious in a way that didn't gel with his blossoming feelings for Mickey, and maybe as a result I made Ian a little bit more unsure of himself, which goes back to him feeling broken because he feels like he can't trust his brain too much. also when I was still gathering my ideas for the story I initially thought Mickey might turn out to have memories of a human Mickey Milkovich who had died, but I scrapped that because I wanted this Mickey to be the real Mickey, android or no

If you are writing a particular trope or genre, was it your first time writing this?

I'd definitely never written sci-fi or an android fic before! I might delve more into science fiction in the future though, who knows 😌

What are you most proud about in the story? (plot, characterisation, dialogue, twist/cliffhanger, etc)

overall plot and dialogue, probably. I'm really proud of how I developed my original idea, and some of the lines still make me laugh (or cry)

Are there any deleted scenes that didn’t make it to the final story?

going back to my original outline, I apparently had a whole chapter that never came to be? here's what I'd written down: "Lip's boss shows up at the house. Mickey needs to pretend to be a regular android despite his anger. Ian defends Mickey. The police gets called. They have to make a run for it." maybe this would have helped the resolution feel less rushed/anti-climactic but it also seemed to complicate things a bit too much for my taste, so it got scrapped

Would you ever write a sequel to this story?

I think the epilogue leaves things in a good enough place!

Were you nervous or excited to post this story?

both!! but more excited overall, I think. it's probably my favourite story I've written

Ask your followers to pick a snippet (no more than 500 words) and share your thoughts about it.

please!!!! I will love you forever <3

this was great, I highly recommend it to all writers 🥰

[tiny-tini-imagines]

Hey, I saw your post and just realised you're new here🖤.

I saw that you take requests so I was wondering if you would mind to write some headcanons about the fellowship members and how they would react to a female fighter from our world. (Maybe refuses to wear dresses and is very emancipated) Hope that's understandable & thank you 🖤

Re.: Thank you for your request! Never thought I'd actually get an answer xD. I tried my best and hopefully its what U wanted.

Headcanon Request - Lord of the Rings

incl.: independent female fighter, fellowship

(added: character art, what they would say to them, or about them)

Aragorn:

Respectful: Aragorn recognizes her capabilities and respects her as a fighter, acknowledging her contributions.

Gravitas: He conveys his seriousness through his tone and demeanor, showing her that he considers her an important member of the group.

Empowerment: Aragorn empowers her by entrusting her with important tasks and responsibilities, boosting her confidence.

Guidance: He provides guidance by sharing his extensive knowledge of the world and offering advice on surviving in challenging situations. He's secretly protective (just as he'd be with Arwen)

Comradeship: Aragorn actively involves her in decision-making and treats her as an equal, fostering a sense of unity and camaraderie.

"Your strength and determination are truly remarkable, my friend. In this fellowship, we stand together as equals, comrades bound by a common purpose, and I hold your skills and character in the highest respect."

Legolas:

Curiosity: Legolas' curiosity leads him to engage her in conversations about her world, learning from her experiences and perspectives. (based on reciprocity)

Admiration: He frequently compliments her combat skills and courage, demonstrating his deep respect for her abilities, especially since she's a human

Grace: Legolas appreciates her fluid movements and agility in battle, often complimenting her grace under pressure. (however he always keeps an eye on her, although he knows it's not neccesary

Friendship: Through small gestures like sharing stories (and defending her in battle - if ever needed), he builds a strong and trusting friendship, sometimes showing her how she can do better

Teamwork: Legolas actively collaborates with her during fights, highlighting her importance in their team dynamics.

(same "who can kill more?" competition as with Gimli)

"Your grace in battle is as awe-inspiring as the dance of the leaves in the forest, my friend."

Gimli:

Skepticism: Gimli's skepticism is rooted in his initial doubts about whether she can keep up with the group, which he gradually overcomes. (get's actually impressed by her)

Curiosity: His curiosity about her world leads to lengthy discussions, and they bond over shared interests and differences. (He'd often talk about his folk, and would rave about dwarves)

Loyalty: As she proves herself, Gimli becomes fiercely loyal, actively supporting her decisions. If a man ever appears who doubts her or doesn't take her seriously, he is immediately at her side

Surprising Friendship: Over time, his skepticism turns into a deep and surprising friendship, marked by trust and camaraderie.

Mutual Respect: They both earn each other's respect through their actions, setting aside prejudices and working together effectively.

"Aye, lass, ye've a fire in yer heart that matches the forges of Erebor. I doubted at first, but now I see - ye're a true warrior, fierce and capable, and I'm honored to fight beside ye."

Gandalf:

Wise Mentor: Gandalf recognizes her potential and takes her under his wing, teaching her about the world they traverse and imparting his wisdom.

Guidance: He guides her in decision-making, fostering her growth and helping her adapt to the challenges they face. (However he keeps an watchful eye on her, unsure about her intentions)

Empowerment: Gandalf instills confidence in her abilities, believing that she can contribute significantly to their quest. (Thinking that she might have another point of view/ sees things and details that the others don't notice or think are seemingly unimportant)

Trust: He trusts her judgment, showing it by relying on her insights and respecting her choices.

Strategic Ally: Together, they strategize and plan, viewing each other as indispensable allies in the pursuit of their goals.

"In you, my dear, I see a spark of inner fire, a potential yet untapped. Embrace your strength and let it blaze like a beacon in our dark journey, for you have the power to change the course of this quest."

Boromir:

Initial Skepticism: Boromir is initially skeptical of her abilities and her commitment to their quest, as he worries about her impact on the Fellowship's safety. (Believing they'd have to protect her)

Gradual Trust: Over time, her actions and determination gradually earn Boromir's trust and respect, and he slowly starts to see her as a valuable member of the group.

Protectiveness: Boromir develops a protective attitude towards her, ensuring her safety during dangerous situations (offering to train with her to improve her combat skills, however shes the one to beat him in a battle)

Mutual Respect: As they share the trials of their journey, Boromir and her come to respect each other's strengths, skills, and dedication to their common cause. He'd open up to her (when alone) and talk about Gondor and his fears

"Your strength is undeniable, but in this perilous journey, remember to heed wisdom as well, my friend."

Frodo:

Protective: Frodo feels responsible for her safety and wishes he could protect her in dangerous situations, although it is absolutely not neccesary. He might feel guilty to, however she is quick to sense that and makes sure to tell him, that he should not worry about her

Trust: He trusts her unconditionally, evident in his reliance on her during crucial moments and his openness about his concerns and fears. (He only trusts Gandalf and Sam more, however Aragorn might share the same level of trust with her)

Friendship: Their deepening friendship is built on shared experiences, mutual trust, and unwavering support for each other.

Empathy: Frodo's understanding of her struggles (as a woman) fosters a strong sense of empathy, and they confide in each other about their personal challenges. (him as a hobbit/ her as a woman)

Courage: Both exhibit courage in their own ways, inspiring each other to persevere and face adversity head-on.

"Your courage reminds me that even in the darkest of times, the light of friendship and determination can guide us through."

Sam:

Respectful: Sam respects her independence and appreciates her combat skills, addressing her with deference and showing admiration for her capabilities.

Trusting: He trusts her judgment and decisions, often turning to her for guidance in challenging situations.

Friendship: Their friendship flourishes as they share personal stories, trust each other implicitly, and develop a profound bond during their journey. (it's also a bit like a mentor - protégé relationship)

Loyalty: Sam's loyalty to her is unwavering, always putting her safety and well-being above all else. (He'd instantly worry if she would not eat something and insist, even if it was just a bite)

Kindred Spirits: They connect on a deep level, understanding each other's motivations and providing emotional support when needed.

"Ye've got a heart as brave as Frodo's, and I've seen it in action more times than I can count."

Merry:

Curious: Merry's curiosity about her world leads to inquisitive conversations where they exchange stories and knowledge.

Supportive: He is supportive of her choices and actions, often backing her up in debates and ensuring she feels included.

Friendship: Their camaraderie transforms into a genuine friendship marked by laughter

Encouragement: Merry frequently offers words of encouragement and praise, boosting her confidence and morale unknowingly

Wit: Their friendship is sprinkled with witty exchanges and playful banter, creating a lighthearted atmosphere (that she actually treasures)

"Blimey! You've got a spirit as fiery as a dragon's breath, lass! I reckon you'll give even the bravest of us a run for their money on this quest!"

Pippin:

Playfulness: Pippin's playful nature adds a touch of levity to their journey, lightening the mood when things get tough.

Friendship: Their friendship deepens as they share adventures and form lasting memories together. (He'd occasionaly offer her his pipe, but she'd politely decline)

Loyalty: Pippin's loyalty is unwavering, standing by her side through thick and thin. (She's often the one to watch out for him and safe him from dangerous situations)

Admiration: He admires her determination and independence, often expressing admiration for her spirit.

Growth: Their experiences together lead to personal growth, making them more resilient and capable adventurers. Pippin learns a lot from her, might get a bit more serious

"Y'know, I've never met anyone quite like you, lass. Your spirit's as fierce as the fire of the Shire's finest pipeweed! And I reckon that's saying something, coming from a Took like me!"

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

Luna did not even pause to think, she immediately dodged the question to ask a counter-question.

This is one of those scenes that can be used to promote "Luna is ace", "Luna is a lesbian" AND "Luna is autistic" theories.

Luna does not KNOW what is normal to feel. She's not sure if she feels any of the examples Nina brought up. So, before she answers, she decides to ask Nina. Because if Nina felt similarly to her, then she knows it's normal. But if Nina didn't feel similar to how she felt... well, then she does not know if what she felt is a good or bad thing. OR, she might just mimic what Nina answers, if she feels unsure.

Is there an unwritten rule on how to feel when kissing a boy? Luna has already missed plenty of unwritten rules.

Also, there was this moment in the beginning too

She looks a bit like "I don't see what's so interesting about it but ok??"

She's told Nina how the kiss went. Like the basics, where they were, how they kissed. But she didn't add any details on her inner thoughts. Nina who's a writer and reader wants those details so she can truly live into the scene. And Luna can't really give her those details, cause... she didn't reflect on her feelings. She just kissed him. It was nice, she guess.

Also it's possible she asked about Gastón to make Nina talk about something else, because she didn't want to talk about her and Matteo's kiss... for some reason. Either because she doesn't find it too interesting to talk about, or having to think about what she actually felt would make her start questioning stuff. And she does not have that energy.

Or I'm just of course just slapping random ideas on a small insignificant exchange xD But it's fun to analyse shows even if you analyse it from a headcanon perspective

[thatfukawagirl]

I’m unsure if this will be read by Syo or Toko again, but suppose this is me checking in again.

I still haven’t been able to find a good copy of one of your books, but I think I am finding some leads into other things I’ve been doing besides that search. Probably not worth spilling to you, but hope both of you have been fine nonetheless. I don’t assume anything noteworthy has been happening on your ends since I’ve last sent an ask in.

- M.H.

Toki's actually away at the moment..I hope you don't mind if I write a reply, it's rude to keep people waiting.

She's mentioned you before though. Hello from all of us in Towa! I should introduce myself as well, considering this isn't my blog. You can just call me Komaru, I'm Toko's friend.

I had no idea Syo had been using this blog btw- I just wanna clarify that she's joking- I wish she wouldn't post that sort of stuff but that's her type of humour...

Oh gosh I'm rambling a lot. To answer your question, no. Nothing exciting has happened recently. We chose to wait in this city until despair has been eradicated, though I think she's told you this already-

(also did you guys know my brother's the one fighting against despair? My brother? Isn't that incredible? I still can't believe how much he changed over just a few years)

Anyways, the futures looking bright! I'm sure we'll be leaving this town soon enough, and the world will slowly return to how it used to be.

~ Komaru

Also, if we end up finding her pet bug I'm sure everyone here will be second to know. The way she speaks about her... Toko might faint from excitement if we ever find her xD hopefully there's something soft underneath her-