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libellule-ao3 · 2 years ago

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Annie Philomena THORN

Meet my MC on this detailed profile . 🙂

Born: 20 November 1972 (Scorpio)

Hometown: Westmeston, UK

Blood Status: Half-blood

Ethnicity/Nationality: White British

Gender identity: Witch (She/her)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Height: as an adult, 1.63 meters

Weight: as an adult, 57 kg

Hair: long, light brown, lightening in the sun.

Eyes: Amber

Skin: Pale, blushing first and tan later.

Other physical characteristics: A scar under the collarbone from a magic wand stuck in the shoulder during a fight. According to Charlie, its shape is reminiscent of a Chinese Liondragon fireball.

A Rowan leaf with 13 leaflets and a circle of 5 others tattooed on the top of his right foot.

The rune Thurisaz, also called Thorn in Anglo-Saxon England on the left little finger.

Style: she rarely goes out without her leather jacket, which she can combine with jeans, dresses, skirts or shorts.

PERSONALITY

Myers-Briggs type: ENFJ-T

Strengths: Responsive, insighful, reliable, loyal, passionate, selfless, charismatic, compassionate, cultured, resourceful, Outgoing and playful with trusted people.

Weaknesses: emotional, resentful, troubled, excessive, reluctant to open up, fluctuating self-confidence, spreads herself too thin, often shows bad faith because she is too proud to admit her vulnerability.

Interests/Hobbies: duelling, astronomy, psychology, being an Auror, sweets, dance, quidditch, and convivial moments with friends.

Miscellaneous: Addicted to Jae's Pumpkins Pasties.

Her body tolerates Firewhisky much better than the Calming Potions, which always have unexpected effects on her (Possible psychosomatic effect because of her mother who abused it after Jacob's disappearance).

MAGICAL CHARACTERISTICS

1st Wand: Acacia with a core of unicorn hair. 12 inches long. This wand was broken by Patricia Rakepick in 1989.

2nd wand: Laurel with a phoenix feather core and a tourmalinated quartz handle. 12 inches long. Like most laurel wands, it has the particularity of spontaneously sending a lightning bolt to whoever wants to grab it.

Animagus: None. Penny left the "animagi" potion in the potions classroom and a student spilled the bottle during an inventory. Annie refused the torture of keeping a mandrake leaf in her mouth for another month!

Boggart: Voldemort, until her reunion with Jacob at the end of the 5th year. Later, Rowan's death awakens some unresolved childhood pain. Boggart then takes the successive forms of all her loved ones, leaving her, reflecting her visceral fear of abandonment.

Riddikulus: Voldemort becomes a clown. She is still working on this problem with a WIP.

Favorite spell: "Diffindo spell", so versatile!

Special Abilities: besides having good instincts, Annie is a natural Legilimens who has honed her skills through self-training. She is also very skilled in martial magic, non-verbal spells and she speaks French well thanks to her bilingual mother.

FAMILY

Aliénor THORN née NEVERS (mother): A Franco-American witch, who arrived in England at 7 and works for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She broke up with Peregrine when Annie was 5 years old because of her husband's repeated absences because he preferred his career - A lock of white hair appeared the day after they broke up - She brought up her two children alone until Jacob's disappearance which destroyed her. To compensate for this loss, Annie tried to be more talented than Jacob and more responsible and helpful than any child her age, without understanding that a child cannot replace the one lost.

Peregrine THORN (father): an English wizard who lost his parents at a young age. He is a tracker so passionate about his work that he often neglects his home, a fact that wearies Aliénor who prefers to break up with him. However, he never grants her a divorce. After that, he visits his children less and less until he disappears from circulation when Jacob disappears.

Jacob Orpheus THORN (brother): a wizard prodigy who does what he can to help his mother after his parents' separation. He has a strong grudge against his father, who has gradually abandoned them. Following his dangerous search for the cursed Vaults and his subsequent expulsion from Hogwarts, Jacob disappeared a few months after the fall of Voldemort. He was found trapped in a cursed vault eight years later. He will stop at nothing to protect his family and he is the typical example of a guy who does bad things for good reasons.

For more details about Jacob, click here

ROMANCES

Barnaby Lee: First boyfriend. He is a good friend who confessed to having a crush on Annie in the 5th year just before the Valentine's Day Ball. They dated for 19 months before Annie realised that her strong temperament overcame Barnaby's much softer and more accommodating one. He is the boy of all her first times. As a result, she still has a special fondness for him.

Jae Kim: Thwarted Love. From their first meeting, they have a friendly crush that turns into a friendship with benefits in 7th year, from which sincere feelings blossom that are hindered by circumstances. But whether they are friends, lovers, partners, friends with benefits, or a little of all of these, Jae and Annie are not about to leave each other. One could write an essay based on their relationship.

Charlie Weasley: Summer Passion 1991. Above all, Charlie is a great friend, one of the best, who doesn't hesitate to tell Annie what she needs to hear, rather than what she wants to hear. This can cause some sparks to fly!

They have a brief, intense passion that ends when Annie breaks up with Charlie, who has just been accepted into the Romanian Dragon Reserve, so as not to clip his wings and because she fears being abandoned again. They meet again after the war and go out together, until they realise that desire and nostalgia are not a strong enough glue to bind their too different conceptions of a love relationship. They realise that it would never have worked between them and they break up as good friends. This time, without regret.

Sam BLACKWOOD (OC): He was Annie's boyfriend from 31 October 1996 until 14 November 1998, when he broke up with her after months of cheating on her with Mona Macnair.

OTHERS RELATIONSHIPS

Rowan KHANNA: Her first and best friend, who died in February 1990. Rowan is a studious, exceptionally well-read witch who aspires to be a teacher at Hogwarts. Her need to understand, her insight and her keen sense of logic sometimes lead her to ask many questions. This can be useful when dealing with someone who is trying to trick her, but dangerous in the darker circles where Jae Kim sometimes drags Annie.

Bill WEASLEY: her surrogate brother, a mentor and an example to follow. They have always kept in touch despite the distance. Understanding her motives, he never resented her for breaking up with his brother, even defending her to his own mother and Percy.

Ben COPPER: Annie and Ben are good friends until Ben's sudden personality change tests their affinity. Bound by grief, they become close again after Rowan's death, until professional life drives them apart.

TONKS: a good friend whose good humour is infectious. They will become very close during their Auror training.

Tulip KARASU: dormate- Annie sees Tulip's friendship with Merula as an endorsement of her misdeeds. So Annie is very suspicious of her. Later, she witnesses her voluntary isolation after her fight with Merula. Only necessity and the insistence of her friends make her forget her prejudices and get to know this fun, quick-witted and unconventional girl.

Badeea ALI: dormate- She devotes herself entirely to her art, so that Badeea spends very little time in her dormitory. Annie and Badeea have a cordial but distant relationship until 5th year, when they become friends.

Penny HAYWOOD: This talented potionist is one of Annie's best friends.

Mona MACNAIR (OC): She is the daughter of the notorious executioner, and also a Death Eater, Walden Macnair. In 1997, she ran away from her father's authority because she does not share his supremacist ideals. Sam helps her to hide before falling in love with her. In January 1999, they moved to the United States.

Merula SNYDE: They hate each other from the moment they meet. Over the years, circumstances encourage them to cooperate, and sometimes even to open up to each other, but Annie doesn't trust her. "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer" is a saying that Annie applies to the letter. Their graduation and original career choices end their rivalry and their relationship becomes more peaceful.

Fergus LARSEN (OC): He is the very popular dark-haired, azure-eyed man who collects conquests like others collect chocolate frogs. But he is also a stalker, manipulative and perverse. One day, Annie violently interrupts one of his worst misdeeds and humiliates him without denouncing him, for a still secret reason, thus sowing the seeds of a fierce discord.

R: After Rowan's murder, Annie is determined to neutralise them.

AT HOGWARTS

House: Ravenclaw.

Best subjects: Charm, transfiguration, DADA and astronomy.

Worst subjects:

-Herbology. She claims that her poor results are the fault of Tonks, who hide Jelly Slugs in her pots, but the truth is that she has no green thumb at all.

-Divination. She has no interest in it. Since it's become clear that Trelawney is very fond of sinister predictions, Talbott, Barnaby, Ismelda and Annie compete to invent the worst ones. Surprisingly, it works!

-History of Magic. If explained or commented on by Binns, even the most exciting Quidditch match would be a bore.

Favourite teacher: Filius Flitwick. He is always positive, available, and happy to teach her anything she asks. He is also the one who introduced her to martial duelling. Bonus point: he always welcomes the students in his office with cakes.

Least favourite teacher: Severus Snape. His favouritism for Slytherin students irritates her, and despite his apologies, she is still mad at him for reading her note to her crush in front of the entire class. That said, she admits Snape is a more complex and nuanced person than his coldness and recurring sarcasm would suggest.

Quidditch: Beater until the middle of the 6th year. Grieving and focused on fighting R, she missed a lot of practice and her performance dropped off after Rowan's death. Orion was therefore forced not to select her in 7th year. Annie struggled to come to terms with what she initially saw as rejection, before realising through Charlie and Erika Rath that quidditch was more of a hobby for her than a priority, unlike the rest of her team.

AFTER HOGWARTS

July 1991 - July 1992: She joins the Auror Training Centre with Tonks, Ben and Talbott. Mad Eye, who had recently left active service, was heavily involved in the training of their class.

July 1992 - July 1993: After passing her exams, she joins the Aurors' Office as an Apprentice and finishes her training in the field under the tutelage of experienced Aurors.

6 July 1993 - 01 août 1993: Disobeying all protocols and worse, her superiors, she acts to get Jae Kim out of Azkaban.

October 1994 - June 1995: Confirmed Auror. She takes part in the security of the Triwizard Tournament.

1 July 1995: She is invited with Tonks and Winger to a secret meeting where she is officially invited to join the Order of the Phoenix. She refuses. Although she understands the need to protect Harry Potter, she is more concerned about the fate of Voldemort's other potential targets who do not have the protection of elite wizards like those in the Order of the Phoenix. Annie therefore prefers to keep her autonomy and freedom of action.

September 1995: Chiara Lobosca's pack has fallen under the control of Fenrir Greyback. Annie and Jae help her escape to France using Jae's smuggling networks, while the Auror covers her tracks within the Ministry, which is riddled with enemies. Other peaceful werewolves will also call on them.

December 1995: Moved by the attack on Arthur Weasley by Nagini, she takes on some of his shifts at the Department of Mysteries while he recovers.

January 1996 - June 1997: Many wizards loyal to Dumbledore fear for their families and seek to keep them out of the coming conflict. Annie and Jae Kim perfect their exfiltration methods.

June 1997 - May 1998: Requests to flee the country are flooding in after Voldemort's ascension to the Ministry is confirmed. They set fallback points up in Belgium, Holland, Germany, Iceland and Spain.

Night of 1-2 May 1998: Battle of Hogwarts.

November 1998: Annie is dumped by her boyfriend, Sam Blackwood, who has been cheating on her for almost a year.

December 1998: Resigns as an Auror.

To be continued...

All information published here is mentioned in the fiction published on AO3. Most of them will be cross posted or relayed here soon. 😊

#hphm #hphm mc #Character profile #jacob's sibling #Annie Thorn

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myfixationacademia · 1 year ago

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Entry number 2 for my series of "my take on the bnha characters or at least some of them", we got Uravity!

As per usual, the headcanons are under read more

- Uraraka's parents had gotten into their situation due to a financial contract they made with a shady person once their company started to take off in popularity, the person in question was none other than Re-Destro, whom scammed the married couple, after his arrest and end of the war, various contracts related to these scams were exposed, including Uraraka's parents', leading to them recovering the money and having a more comfortable life, Ochako never stopped working hard tho, still sending a portion of her earning to her mom and dad so they can save up to enjoy themselves at a restaurant, a beach, or anything of that sort;

- after Ochako gets used to use her quirk for unlimited time, without feeling nauseated, she starts using zero gravity whenever and for any situation, this however has led to her accidentally dropping items from her hands as if she was still under her quirk's effect, leading to her being confused or embarrassed;

- As pro hero, he has a special vehicle for traveling between cities, states, even countries, called the "Air tearer", a powerful jet that can reach huge velocities, made specifically for Uravity as a means of transportation with her quirk in mind, this jet however is mostly not used that often, only In cases of emergency, she wants to save up on gas use;

- her and Toga's relationship bloomed in the war but truly flourish afterwards, The two girls wouldn't waste anytime on acting sweet and lovingly with one another, specially because Ochako is a source of comfort for Toga. However, when absent, Toga would be a real menace to Uraraka's classmates, except for Bakugou, she feels like the two are really similar, although by extension he had to say that Izuku was off limits;

-speaking of him, Ochako confessed to him in the hospital while recovering from her wounds, under the effects of anesthesia, after getting that told by Deku, she apologizes profusely as she intended for that to never be said to him, but he says that he has felt the same, but much like her, it was a misplaced attraction, what others assumed was love, was just admiration and a want to be like the other, but since neither have ever experienced a relationship of that sort, both assumed it was love, however, the recovery period gave them a lot of time to think, and to realize they work better as best friends;

- Uraraka has made various visits to many space stations around Japan, mostly due to wanting to experience the training a astronaut goes through so it could help her with her quirk, not only that, she was later called to assist in said trainings for simulations on zero gravity, also leading to her joining a female only group of researches to a trip to Mars, she ended up getting a mineral they found there after her, the Uravitanion, a rare type of quartz only found on Mars that is gets lighter on earth but heavier on Mars, as well as the property of glowing once someone touches it like a plasma ball.

#ochako uraraka #uravity #my headcanons #My Art Academia

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chronotopes · 1 year ago

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lark and 15 for the asks? OR ALL OF THEM i want to hear about them!! :D

HIIIIII HELEN I LOVE YOU i'm gonna briefly touch on all of them because you have given me the ok. but wow that is a really on-mark question for lark (name subject to change) in particular so good job

I ended up taking these questions into a focus on assumed protection/responsibility moreso than the literality of 'picking up strays' but i hope it's interesting insight all the same

15. Are they the type to adopt strays (animals or people?) What or who have they “adopted” over the years?

Lark: Yes, absolutely. She has a deep affection for anyone in need and, after losing her birth family (including a younger sister), invests herself deeply and without reservation into the concept of The Found Family. She feels confident in her work settings and therefore 'picks up strays' by making a point of befriending people who feel less confident in it; when Jasper, Mari, and Quartz are new to the town she's been occupying for a few years, she's quick to sweep them all under what she thinks of as 'her protection' as well. She thinks of Quartz as 'it's my job to protect you' in particular, in a way that Quartz varies her feelings about: moments of 'this is kind of gay of her and I like it' are displaced by moments of 'doesn't she know I've been taking care of myself almost as long as she has?' And of course (with the caveat that I would not write this plotline of my own accord bc I don't know how to write young children, but am beholden to the much older version of this story written by much younger people), one of Lark's central arcs is appointing herself as the protector/adopted sister/at times functional teen mom of a much younger girl named June (lol) who suffers a family tragedy much like her own, only to have that relationship snatched away after two years, against both their wills, by their absence of a legal relationship. It is a formative trauma for her and part of what sets the stage for Lark to loosen her trust in the Found Family and renew her dream of the perceived safety of a Legal Family.

And shorter responses for the others-

Mari - yes, with the caveat that she's a lot less quick and democratic with the 'I'm your mom/sister/guard dog now!' instinct than Lark is. Still, the two share an overarching motivation to Protect.

Quartz - not as much, she tends to gravitate to people as objects of profound friendship/admiration/friendship-as-desire-as-envy than the Authority that she imbues protection with. If Mari and Lark grew up seeing parenthood or guardianship as a space of safety and protection, Quartz and Jasper grew into the notion of Parents As Deeply Flawed People much earlier. As such, Quartz is much less drawn to the idea of parenthood, whether it's picking-up-strays found family parenthood or actual parenthood, than Lark. Lark's assumption of responsibility for June scares Quartz a lot because she cannot imagine feeling that kind of responsibility. It is one of the major divides between them, one that sometimes feels unbreachable. In adulthood, she grows more comfortable with 'picking up strays' but in the context of academic mentorship and the dream of making university education more equitable. Oops i made this too long <3

Jasper - he is deeply protective of people, the 'keeps trying to die for you' to Mari's 'keeps trying to kill for you', but he feels the same reservations as Quartz regarding assumption of responsibility for a person, their life, or their happiness. Unlike her, he overcomes these reservations enough to have a child in adulthood

Leander - 100% secret horseboy with a deep affection for animals, also definitely someone who feels a little awkward around children/younger people. Combines Quartz and Jasper's concern about responsibility with being extroverted and people-motivated enough that he ranks closer to Lark and Mari on the 'picking up strays' scale. Grows into being more confident with responsibility than he maybe should, though that confidence is very much a deliberate survival strategy

#dare i tag this #extranei #and resign it to a tag where all of these people's names are stupider #thank you again you are a real one #asks #vital light #(YAYYYYY AN EXTRANEI TAG THAT ISN'T EXTRANEI YAYYY)

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80sroboto · 2 years ago

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Agent 025: Cartier

Slay your enemies in style with the fashionable French-Filipino duelist! Cartiers crystals provide AoE damage, concuss enemies and most importantly are pretty to look at!

Her Kit (I might change things around):

💎[C] Spinel Lance💎

A crystal lance that when thrown concusses enemies. It functions like a molly. 3-5hp is removed from the enemy with every step they take in it.

💎[Q] Sapphire Shields💎

A crystal coating that adds 25hp to bought shields.

💎[E] Quartz Bullet💎(Signature)

Cartier imbues two of her bullets with a crystal coating so they cause AoE damage on impact.

-(fun fact: this was inspired by Gany-u's frostflake arrow)-

💎[X] Fleur de Mal/ Diamant💎

Crystal spikes shoot out of the ground and impale enemies. Fleur de Mal can also obstruct the area its planted in. It can be knifed but the resulting shrapnel hurts the enemy.

(I cant decide between those two names)

Bio and personality are under the readmore :>

Bio:

Madeleine “Maddie” Fabron is a French Radiant. Her power is producing radianite crystals. These crystals appear in shades of pink. Cartier’s crystals are sharper and break into shards more easily than Sage’s crystals.

Maddie had a carefree life with her affluent family. She has two parents Teresa Fabron and Nicolas Fabron and an older brother, Vincent Fabron (Chamber).

She flunked out of college and failed many job applications until one fateful job interview.

"So Miss Fabron, why should we hire you? What makes you different from the other potential hires?"

Maddie sweats nervously.

"I-I can make rocks?" The fidgety applicant generates a radianite crystal from her palm.

"What the fuck" Were the last words she heard from the interviewer before he fainted from shock.

After that two things happened: She never heard from her interviewer again and she got hired by the protocol to help with their radianite research.\

Personality:

Maddie is playful, childish and at times flirty. Maddie wears her heart on her sleeve - even if she doesn't want to show it. Despite being competitive she has a cheerful disposition, often amusing others with her reckless shenanigans. Maddie sees the protocol as more like a regular job than as the world saving organization they actually are. Not even her protocol duties can distract her from the luxury goods, fashion, romantic tv shows and music that she loves so much.

Maddie is not much of an intellectual. Her charm is instead in being more emotionally and socially intelligent. Instead of having carefully made plans and weapons she prefers to creatively improvise. Maddie is quite caring affectionate protective of her loved ones.

#valorantart #valorant oc #valorantcartier #oc #valorantmaddie #sodamaddie

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hey-i-am-trying · 10 months ago

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That is crazy because their relationship was a very well build platonic slowburn.

My recollections of Bagi's and Tubbo's story: to one-side rivarly to kinda found family.

Like, the whole thing about Tubbo's hole. Bagi was annoyed that it was lagging her home and that it was ugly.

(I think it was around this time Bagi started to steal from his factories, especially quartz to make her date room)

When Tubbo had misunderstod one of Fred's letter, beliving that Fred was a middle age man, Bagi was one of the people to try comfort him. Bagi end up saying to Fred that Tubbo liked him, and that is why he was upset.

Then Bagi unknowing start an once side rivalry with Tubbo(which was like he bad-mounthing her to like three people, and kinda suggesting she was the worker murder to Foolish)

Before they knew what Purgatory was, they only knew that a they were going into an event called Purhatory. On the day, Tubbo decided to "repent" and said he forgave Bagi and wanted to end their beef. Bagi was surprise because besides hating his hole, she never really had any beef with him, Tubbo admited it was a more one-side thing.

Then, they went to Purgatory, on the beggining on rival teams. Tubbo had killed Bagi once with Bad, although Bad's murder was consensual, different than Tubbo's. But they had ally with Bagi once to try to get the reds, it was not succesuful but they had fun.

When it came down to the elimination day, Tubbo still tried to save the green team but he couldn't do it (in irl, Bagi was completly offline and only discovered there was an elimantion day when ggn had already been eliminated, Tubbo apologized in her post).

In the day of the green team elimination and their member distribution, you could say that they were not that close. However Tubbo knew Bagi was important to Pac, when he was able to secure Bagi, Fit and Mike(still offline) on his team he said "Pac will be so happy".

Their time on blue team together was very fun, and they had time to bond more, and after Purgatory 1, Bagi kept calling him "couch" occasionally.

Bagi and Tubbo were the first islander to woke up on Quesadilha island after Purgatory 1, they dramatically hugged each other, and extressed relive. They both went their separate ways to do their own things, but it was clear now they had gotten closer.

With the arrival of Pepito, Sunny and Em, Tubbo and Bagi would ocasionally spend time together, since Sunny and Em were close, and also kinda bond as their status as the newest parents. Bagi also had become closer with Fit, so you would see sometimes Bagi hanging out with the morning crew, although not much, since Bagi was still in her late schedule. Empanada would sometimes hang out with Tubbo while her mothers were offline.

The event with Eve also brought them together, as Tubbo adiviced Bagi she maybe should reconsider how attached she was to the idea of family. Bagi releved parts of her past to him, including she has no idea who her parents are. This created a ever lasting jokes between them because Tubbo keeps saying she has no idea who she related on the island and that maybe her relationship with Tina was incestious.

When Bagi needed to log off for Chrstimas and New Year, she trusted Tubbo to take care of Em.

After that, Bagi decided to start to log earlier and that allowed her and Empanada to hang out with Tubbo and the rest of the morning crew more. Until the point of her started to be consider a part of the morning crew by the other members.

On prison, Bagi would try to take care of Sunny when she could, especially on day one when Tubbo was offline and Sunny had yet to meet Slime, but she lost sight of her sometimes, althought even in the days when Tubbo was online, Bagi gladly did Sunny's task. Bagi also gave Tubbo drugs and a diamond knife when he log on on day two.

I believe I left some stuff out, but yeah. Bagi's and Tubbo's relationship was a platonic slowburn that has been going on for months.

Sometimes I convince myself that there is way more bagi & tubbo fans than there actually is. Like the combo is not as big as my dash makes it out to be 😔

#qsmp #qsmp bagi #qsmp tubbo

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bells-of-black-sunday · 2 years ago

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The Demon Princes' harem Matriarchs, Patriarchs, and Heads

While I mentioned the Princes' harems in this post, I wanted to go more in depth about the Patriarchs, Matriarchs, and Heads themselves.

The titles are purely whatever they feel like calling themselves, some prefer the more fanciful titles like Matriarch or Patriarch due to their role as a figure head or almost parental role they have within the harem and others prefer to just be called a Head. Their gender or species, succubi or incubi, has nothing to do with it. It's simply a title they prefer to be referred to by. And while these roles are often displayed even in sex demons communal living spaces not associated with demon royalty, today we will purely be focusing on the demon Princes assigned figure heads.

Angel

Angel was the first sex demon ever made and thus exists somewhere between the two species largely seen as a sort of happy failure to create what Lilith truly sought after. Being made from an archangel's feather and carved from marble means he's completely infertile, far from what the demon queen was hoping for, but not a disappointment. His beauty is rivaled by none in all of the 7 rings and Lucifer himself claimed him as his own being his Patriarch.

Though Angel's duties are a bit more intense than the others being a spy of sorts, he does his tasks diligently before taking his vacation on earth once again.

Rose

Rose was the second sex demon to ever be made and the first succubus. Being made from Mephistopheles coagulated blood and feathers instead of an archangels, she notably lacks the wings all modern succubi have in some form or another instead having malformed stumps and very dark fur. Despite this she is the Demon Prince's pride and joy having her own throne next to his. Though there are many rumors about whether or not she truly loves Mephistopheles, she is both happily his Matriarch and mated to him.

Rose is a well beloved figure in the 7 circles and is among many other things, a fashion icon. Though she plays a much more motherly role to the prince's harem being a very calming and centered force within the communal home.

Omen

Omen was the first incubus to ever be made being made from Leviathans blood and scales, carved out of bog wood and one of Lilith's most treasured. Despite his ghastly appearance, Leviathan took him under his wing and made him his Patriarch and they eventually became mated after a few millennia. Unfortunately during Hell's early years, Omen was assassinated by one of Mephistopheles highest commanders in a bold move to start war and gain territory.

Lucifer had to step in to ensure that didn't happen, though of course this has left the demon prince very bitter and cold lading him to be called the Prince of Envy.

Sin

Sin, while not being a first in any sense of the term, is still Lilith's well beloved Head of her communal living space. Being made from a fragment of the night sky and carved from rose quartz she's quite a sight to behold. Though she does take on a motherly role within the harem, she is more of Lilith's assistant and helps her with her work. Sin is one of the well beloved figures in Hell and is quite a big celebrity even more than some of the others.

Trance

Trance is viewed as just as slothful as their master, sleeping most of the day instead of doing what the other Princes perceive as usual patriarch duties. Being made from one of Belphegore's claws and carved from Schorl he is often associated with sleep and dreaming. Many assume he doesn't have many duties to do being viewed as more a pet to the prince than anything. Draping himself in expensive furs, fabric and jewelry to show off whenever he rarely does leave his domain.

In truth much like Angel he is a spy of sorts, though instead of reporting back to Lucifer on the current affairs within Hell, he reports back to Belphegore on what the other Matriarchs, Patriarchs and Heads hold in their memories.

Mormo

Mormo is full full of themselves, decorated in fanciful outfits and elaborate jewelry pieces, silks and brocades you either love them or you hate them much like Mammon himself. Mormo was made from a piece of Mammon's golden horn and carved from diamond, their beginning was just was excessive as how they live by Mammon's request. Mormo and Mammon are long since divorced, but they still lives within the Demon prince's domain to be the Head of his harem not that he even really does that either.

Peril

Peril is the former Matriarch of Abaddon's harem having split from the Prince of Wrath not long after they were mated. To him, Abaddon doesn't really have a Harem for him to care for and is too caught up in his own plotting against heaven to give him much time or energy. Currently he still lives within his domain doing what little duties he can, but he's not usually present within his home, only staying to rest before going off to spend time with Angel, Trance or Sin. Peril was forged from Abaddon's fur and carved from moon stone making him just as much of a sight to behold as the others.

#ooc #world building: hell #I'm gonna be hella busy due to game related things; but i do wanna do more world building

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Updated: July 28th, 2021

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Spencer Reid x Reader fics

Hypothetically**~ Ao3 | Tumblr -- 27 chapters, complete. 89k

reader and Spencer were friends in kindergarten, she watched him grow up and explore the world while she was still trying to catch up to him. now that they work together, they fall in love incredibly fast.

friends to lovers, case of the week style story

touch me**~ Ao3 | Tumblr 5.8k

Spencer is incredibly touch-starved and hard on himself since coming home from prison. Luckily, the medical examiner in this small town is really good at reading people, and exactly what he needs.

amethyst you so much P1 Ao3 | Tumblr 6.4k

Spencer has had a crush on Y/N since she started working at the bau. She only ever works the night shift after a case, handling all the aftermath gracefully. one night, Spencer stays back and they strike up a conversation about rocks, causing their feelings to dig a little deeper.

of quartz i will P2** Ao3 | Tumblr 6K

after 2 years of dating, Spencer decides it's finally time to get Y/N something to match her Amethyst bracelet.

Amoreena**~ Ao3 | Tumblr Completed 83k

Heaven is a real place and it's located exactly 14.6 miles away from the FBI, Quantico Headquarters. Off behind a small park, under a fantastical willow tree surrounded by wildflowers, in every colour young minds can imagine.

Don't forget, heaven also comes with angels.

Seven* Tumblr WIP

Summary: Spencer’s been married to Y/N for 7 years now, they have 7 children together and each one is going through something different. Spencer’s always wanted to be the best dad, now he gets to figure out how to be.

the guy at the rock show Ao3 | Tumblr 5.6K

Y/N lost their parents when they were 17, finding a new home and solace in Penelope Garcia and taking the Garcia name. They're the top forensic specialist in D.C, in a band and they drive a motorcycle... not to mention they are madly in love with the cute doctor who works with their sister.

journey to Camelot** Ao3 | Tumblr 3.8K

When Penelope introduces Spencer to online games, he expects to be spending his nights alone. Yet, somehow every time he comes back from a bad case, he logs on to chat with the ever so lovely user FairlyGwen and getting a lot more than just a helpful tip from her.

Exploration** Ao3 | Tumblr 4.7K

request: season1/2 spencer walking in on reader while she's watching porn in their shared hotel room

Expedition** Tumblr 1.2K

Summary: there's a first time for everything... including joining the mile high club with your boyfriend on the work jet.

10 Days Ao3 | Tumblr 1.4K

it's spencer's first father's day and he's extremely emotional about the little love of his life that he's only just met. he spends the day with his baby, Edwin, and his wife, crying and happy about how wonderful new little lives are.

ain't it fun?** Ao3 | Tumblr Masterlist 11K

reader just needs an NA meeting before they have a meltdown, they end up with the best friend they could ever make.

I'm not kidding!** Tumblr 6K

Spencer keeps getting little notes from a secret admirer, they're nice and sweet at first as they tease him with their crush until she's sending him notes about all the dirty things she wants to do to him

Perfect Timing** Tumblr 1K

spencer and reader have been spending the last month together in the same hotel room during a pretty brutal case. tension has been rising and she's completely in love with him.

what happens when they both think the other won't be back for a while and they want to shower?

Redamancy** Tumblr 5.4K

the co-op librarian at the FBI Academy has been secretly crushing on the smartest agent in the Bureau, TA, Doctor Spencer Reid, and he's been crushing on her too.

Being Neighbourly** Tumblr 1.9K

Request: reader is Spencers neighbour and she can hear him masturbating every night that he's home how do you have her deal with that?

Professional Hair Dresser (Ph.D)** Tumblr 6.4K

summary: after Spencer's knee injury, he starts visiting a salon every week to get his hair washed

36 Questions to Fall in Love Tumblr 8K

Summary: When Derek bets Spencer that he cant make someone fall in love with him in a week, he doesn’t expect Spencer to marry the girl the next day

New Romantics** Tumblr 23k

Summary: She needs help studying for her Case Exercises at the Academy, He needs a date for the annual Banquet... they just so happen to be neighbours who aren't afraid to lend a helping hand, or in this case, a helping kiss.

Million Dollar Man** | Tumblr WIP 5k so far

summary: Spencer's therapist recommended he branch out and meet new people who don't want to talk about his work... she didn't expect him to sign up for a Sugar Daddy website.

Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea** | Y/N version | 1-4, 5-9, Epilogue 25.6k

Summary: Fix-it-fic: Dr. Y/L/N and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Warnings: Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Prison, Prison Violence, Assault, Blood, Depression, Murder, Self-Hatred, Hurt Spencer Reid, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Drug Addiction, References to Drugs, Drug Use, Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, Romantic Tension, Forbidden Love, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Strangers to Lovers, Requited Love, Falling In Love, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, past abusive relationship, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault

Spencer x Ethan

Ruin it.** Tumblr 5.4K

Summary: Spencer never had sleepovers as a kid, so now that he's an adult he's always sleeping over at Ethan's house, ad he'll take any excuse to crawl into bed beside him.

Warnings: mutual pining, love concessions, blowjobs, handjobs, anal sex (both top and bottom spencer in this), childhood friends to lovers

400 Celebration fics

Reid Me Tumblr 2.5K

Spencer has noticed a beautiful woman at a spirituality booth at the farmers market every Saturday for almost a whole year now. he finally asks her to give him a reading.

mystery of love Tumblr 700

Spencer surprises his wife with a trip to Italy.

Spy Kids Tumblr 900

Spencer and Y/N's kids think that they are secretly spies and request a mission story before bed.

a father's greatest weakness Tumblr 1K

Princess Y/N is betrothed to the Viking king in an effort by her father to keep the peace between their countries, he doesn't expect her to join in the fight to free Scottland.

Luke x Reader

Best Dad Ever 2.8K

Request: angst with a happy ending, reader and luke have been divorced for a few years but have a child, she tries and tries to fall out of love with him but he's around so often that she can't

Spencer x OC

Sugar Honey Ice Tea** Ao3 | WIP 9/10 chapters complete 25.6K

Fix-it-fic: Dr. Beth Pattinson and Savannah Hayes have been best friends since their medical internship at Bethesda General. When she receives a frantic call that Derek's best friend is being transferred to the prison she works at, an unlikely friendship bubbles.

Eventually falling head over heels for the innocent man.

Intro to Criminal Minds: Why They Did It Ao3 | Tumblr WIP 6K+

Spencer is teaching a 7-week seminar on the most interesting criminal cases, explaining their actions to understand why they took place. Only, not everyone in the audience is a student.

Criminal Minds x Mindhunter AU

Spencer x OC Peggy Carr

Franklin x Reader

Voulez-Vouz** | 3.2k

Summary: in a small town, everyone knows each other… or at least they think they do.

Warnings: porn with plot, smut, Dom reader, Sub!Perv!franklin, making out, teasing, face sitting, oral (female and male), hand jobs, overstimulation, prostate message, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, let me know if I forgot anything.

Chip x Reader

forever is the sweetest con** | 6.2K

Summary: Reader’s dad is a carpenter; sometimes he takes on apprentices and sometimes, if they’re lucky, they get his daughter’s number at the end of their training. Chip Taylor, however, hits the jackpot when her father invites him over for one of her homecooked meals.

Warnings: reader’s mom passed away, mentions of parental death, strangers to lovers, random acts of kindness, mutual pining, falling in love, steamy make-outs, oral sex (male and female receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, sub!chip, food mentions, praise, love confessions.

Raymond x Reader

Alone Together ** | 2.4K

Summary: Raymond moves into a haunted house and ends up sleeping with the ghost who lives there... only he doesn't know that when you fuck a ghost you also become one.

Warnings: details of suicide and murder, blowjobs, pegging, bottom!raymond, top!reader, becoming a ghost, major character death.

Star Trek Masterlist

Star Wars fix it fic

Supernatural masterlist

thanks for all the love, as always,

-Emily <3

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chirp-a-chirp · 2 years ago

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Court of Darkness: Remembrance (Lance)

Characters: Lance X MC (MC named Carla)

Word Count: ~600

Description: Lance and Carla reflect on those that have passed on and look to their future. Story takes place sometime after Lance’s book one.

Alternative Description: CoD creators, give us more Lance content. Until you do, I guess fanfic will have to suffice.

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For those that have gone. We light this candle in remembrance of your life.

With a small wave of his hand, Lance lights two candles on a stump, one for his mother, one for Lutz. Carla walks next to Lance, putting her arm around his waist in silent solidarity. She waves her free hand, lighting two other candles, one for each of her parents.

Carla tilts her head and rests it on Lance’s shoulder, caressing his side slowly with her thumb.

Lance had grown distracted and distant in recent days. Carla knew this week would be hard for Lance, as it was the anniversary of his best friend Lutz’s death. At Carla’s suggestion, she and Lance decided to create a makeshift memorial service for not only Lutz, but for his mother and her parents as well.

Carla raises her eyes to the surrounding trees. A beam of sunlight pierces through the branches, lighting the stump and candles. Perhaps it is wishful thinking, but Carla imagines that her parents have heard the message she gave them and are responding back. In her heart, she knows that they would have approved of Lance.

Lance stares at the sunlit candles, entranced. The wind blows the branches, casting an additional beam of light onto Carla and himself. The feelings of emptiness and despair that consumed Lance the previous week wash away as the light shines on them.

They’d want me to move on.

Lance turns to Carla, noting the way the sunlight highlights the copper tints in her hair.

Carla’s brighter than the sun. And as kind as mum was. And as cheerful as Lutz was. She deserves to feel the same light and warmth she provides me.

“Carla.”

Lance reaches in his pocket and holds out a silver ring. His smoky eyes shine with tenderness as Lance reaches for Carla’s left hand. He places the ring in her palm.

“Lance?”

“Mmmm?”

“You-you already gave me a ring, remember?” Carla gestures to the silver ring on her right ring finger, the piece of embedded Irian quartz within it winking in the light.

“Yes. I was there when I gave it to you.” Lance grumbles a bit, but his grumpiness is offset with a playful bop on the tip of Carla’s nose. “You have other fingers for this ring, you know. There’s an inscription on the inside.” He nods nervously as Carla examines the ring closely, squinting her eyes.

Lance shuffles his feet awkwardly on the grass. Even after all their time together, he feels silly in detailing aloud how he feels for her.

Carla reads the inscription aloud. “Your love, my home.” She peers at Lance in astonishment. The inscription is very much Lance—unadorned and straightforward, with the message piercing her heart. Lance takes the ring from Carla’s grasp and places it on her right index finger.

“Before you came to my life, I was mired by my past and those I had lost. Now, I look towards the future we’ll have together. Your warmth, your perseverance, your optimism are a great comfort.” Lance reaches back in his pocket and shows a matching silver ring.

“This ring contains the same inscription.” He places the ring on his right ring finger.

“I wish to provide the same comfort and encouragement to you.” He pulls Carla gently against him, flush against his chest, his hand running up and down her back.

“With you Carla, I feel whole again. With you I am…home.” His chest clinches as Carla dazzles him with a smile. He leans forward and kisses Carla softly on the lips.

The best way to remember mum and Lutz is to live the life they wanted me to have.

To honor them, I will do just that.

#court of darkness #fanfic #fluff and feels #lance ira #voltage games #love 365 #voltage inc

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sweetsbfreex · 4 years ago

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lethologica

when you can’t think of the word for something...like this fic </3

Summary: Harry’s family navigating his impending fame, and the activity of reader and harry making their first belly cast

Warnings: fluff, slight angst?

Pairing: Husband, Dad!Harry x reader

“Hey! We’re back!” you yelled out, Harry following closely behind you as he shut the door, carefully slipping off your sneakers. It was pretty late at least for the two of you now. The sun was away, you and H coming back from your well deserved date night.

At the familiar sound of the slamming door came the different steps of your kids. Shuffling down the steps from your view you could see the face of your oldest ahead of the covey, bolting towards the two of you. The various sounds of ‘mom’,’mummy’, and ‘dad’ spoken out.

“You guys took forever” Sydnie; seventeen, was the first to say, exasperated as she latched onto you. But was quickly shuffled away by the twins. “Bloo” the seven year old was born a Penelope, but after watching her favorite show Winx Club when she was three. Demanded she be called after her favorite character Bloom, but couldn’t pronounce the name all the way through. If you had called her by official name she wouldn’t respond, going on about her day as if no one was there. And it had stuck since then, forever the stubborn one only to grow into a sweet, shy little girl.

And Alec, fraternal twins who had just turned seven.

“Careful babies the baby, remember” Harry lightly reminded. With that reminder he had loosened his secure hold.

“Well sorry” you teased, kissing all their forehead quickly “But we bought you guys some food too” you reported, holding up the labeled bag.

They responded with excited statements, as Sydnie took the bag from your hold, running to the kitchen with her siblings.

“My hugs!” Harry yelled out, hands cupping his mouth then putting his brawny arms out like a plane awaiting their bodies to clash into his. “ought to take away your allowance for that one” Harry teases, fingers stretching out to tickle anywhere they could.

As a result he got a lively mix of groans, laughs, and pleas.

“Joking” Harry says abruptly, kissing each of their cheeks before conducting all of you to the kitchen, assisting the twins into their own seatings at the kitchen. The light above all of you illuminating the room.

Embarrassingly enough it had been when you were pulling the plastic containers from the brown bag that you realized you were missing a kid.

“Where’s your brother?” you asked, opening Bloo’s Spaghetti and spreading it on the white plate.

“Talking to his girlfriend” Sydnie air quoted, rolling her father-like eyes.

“Why do you say it like that?” Harry asked, wonderingly his back turned, reaching for the Placemats, setting them in front of each child. Placing one in front of an empty stool for Chase.

“Daddy, he’s delusional! I’ve told him a million times. She found out his last name, connected the dots, and now she’s interested. I would know it’s happened to me hundreds of times since middle school” she said indignantly.

Finishing the last plate up, from the side of your eyes you could see and sense his deflation at the statement. Always overthinking about their last names and what it would entail as they grow up with Harry Styles as their father. His top five worry ever since the first time you were pregnant. His breaking point, however, had been when Sydnie came home, furious. From a day from school finding out that some girl in her class had tried getting closer to her with ill intentions.

He could also sense the worry that washed over you, catching your eye to let you know he was fine.

“He’s old enough to know better. He’ll be fine Syd,” you let her know, reaching your hand to fix the hoodie that overshadowed her precious face.

“I wasn’t, it sucks and he’s not taking me seriously”

“Cause you’re full of it” shifting your eyes to the doorway, the sixteen-year-old walked in towards you. His arm over your shoulders before placing a kiss to your cheek. Then making his way to his dad, who had pulled him in setting a kiss to his temple.

“You say that but just you wait!” she walked over to him quickly, flicking his the back of his head, shifting her way over to the fridge before he could retaliate. Pulling out a drink and some cups for everyone else, almost bustling into you, as you made your way to the microwave.

“Don’t wish that on your brother” Harry persisted.

“I’m not, but he better not come crying to me”

"Whatever” he paid her no mind, shifting the conversation to his parents. “How was your date?” he asked, setting himself at the island.

“‘Was fine we went to the arcade, I beat mum’s butt––”

“He’s lying, I beat him at air hockey”

“Just air hockey mum?” Bloo asked, a slight lisp from her missing front teeth. Her attention strayed away while Sydnie placed her cup in front of her, filling it with juice.

“Sadly” you mimicked a pout, Harry smiling with a smug grin.

“Then went to dinner. Guess what” he exclaimed, directing his energy towards Alec”

“Mummy looked so pretty tonight, some chum couldn’t stop eyeing her. So I had to give him a knuckle” he told the story, raising his fist and mirthfully brought it to Alec’s stomach. Eliciting giggles from his which bounced off to Bloo. The rest of you with gratified smiles at the meaningful interaction.

“Why are you such a fibber tonight” you urged Harry, smacking his shoulder.

“I’m not lying” he said, walking to you till he was hovering over your back, trying to annoy you with his insistent cheek kisses.

“Go away” you whined, faking your displeasure, shrugging your shoulders. The kids could note your slight smile except for him.

“Go away” he mocked.

“We all know you wouldn’t hurt a fly” Chase pointed out correctly. Thanking you as you set his plate of food in front of him.

Harry stood across the herd,resting back against the quartz countertop, arms crossed. Until you cuddled yourself into his side. His arm reaching down so his thumb could rub against the side of your belly. Your arms encircled around his waist, head on his chest.

“Not true” he replied.

“It’s okay, it’s why I married you” you sweetly said with a smile adoring your face. He could only look down at you with a close lipped smile reflecting yours, his dimple digging deep. Leaning down to kiss you, filling you up with his love for you.

Both of you had pulled away abruptly from the range of disgusted protests and a slam of an utensil. All except for sweet, shy Bloo. Who had watched with a smile on her face idolizing the love of her parents, swearing it was like the Disney movies. Like her favorite Princess and the Frog.

“We’re trying to eat!” Chase had said dramatically, pasta in his mouth. Sydnie covers her eyes with both hands, while Alec stuck out his tongue finger to his mouth.

“None of you would be here, if it wasn’t for this” you emphasized, your finger waving between you and H.

“No duh, you both won’t stop having children” Sydnie overstated, shuddering stagy.

It was late now, all of you stayed downstairs, more overdue than intended. The twins went down an hour early before the other two. Chase and Sydnie finished their meals for the night and instead of leaving, stayed up talking to their parents.

In your sleep shorts and a light weight tank top, your hands were in Harry’s who was massaging them softly.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” you asked feebly, peeking up at the overly focused man.

“We’ve had this conversation a handful of times, don’t see why we need to have it again” he replied, glancing at you quickly.

“I know, but it might make you feel a little better” you tried again not wanting to push him too far.

“I–It’s just” he had to stop for a minute, his throat closing up too much to even speak clearly. You propped yourself up against the headboard, your lower back aching a little bit, adjusting Harry so his red tainted face was laid on your shoulder.

You could only coo at him, kissing his forehead, while your hand ran laxly on the side of his face. Your fingers brushing against the slight scruff against his cheek. Before moving your arm so your hand could massage his scalp at the back of his neck. Letting your fingers run through his lengthy hair at the same time. Your other arm reaches over to pluck a piece of tissue from the box, wiping under his nose softly.

“Just want them to have a normal life like you and me, it isn’t fair to them that they’ve got to deal with shit like this constantly because of me”

“Baby don’t say that, regardless of it all they’d still have to go through life meeting awful people”

“It isn’t the same y/n, with people like them they know the reason is because of their stupid last name.”

“H” you start sternly, rocking the both of you slowly ��Don’t say stuff like that, you think if they had to choose you wouldn’t be their dad? They cherish you so much. I know it sucks I do, but you’re an amazing dad, there’s no one better for them. They would never hold something like that against you, they love you too much to”

“You’re a brilliant mum too. I’m sorry”

“You don’t need to apologize baby” You stopped rocking the two of you slowly, smiling down at him only to see: glossy somber eyes, a subtle simper, and a hiccuping chest.

“Stomachs getting bigger” he stated, his hand rubbing against your stomach absentmindedly.

“Thank you baby, just what every girl wants to hear”

“No! Not like that beautiful. Just meant now people can see your pregnant again”

“I’m teasing H, I promise the hormones haven’t kicked in yet.”

“Finally get to sleep with ur boobs in front of me every night” He said smugly, naturally looking at you for his favourable reaction.

“You’re such a child” you return, pinching his arm lightly “You wouldn’t want to put it in the nursery?” you ask.

“Wherever you want angel”

That radiant morning led you to now, an impromptu family trip to Target, the kids getting whatever their hearts desired–– to an extent–– while you and Harry stood here astonished by the arrays of different casting kits.

You raise your conjoined hands to point your finger at a baby blue box.

“That one? Genie told me that’s the one she bought” you queried.

He inspected it, twisting the box practically reading every word, before turning to look at the ingredients.

“H you probably don’t know what half of those things are”

He shrugged his shoulder in response, looking at the box one last time. “Sure it was this one?”

“Positive”

You were both meant to go find the kids until they had bustled around the corner, Chase pushing the loaded cart while everyone walked ahead. At the view of his parents. Alec had run ahead towards the two of you a motor car in his hand.

“Mummy! Daddy! May I get this please?” he asked, raising the toy above his head.

“Can I get this too please?” Bloo asked quietly, a lego set sat up in her palms.

“You guys were meant to keep them away from the toys” Harry told the older two. Knowing this would just add to their continual influx of toys. “Yes you guys can, go ahead and put it in the cart”

Alec had done his little dance, skipping his way back to the cart while Bloo walked herself carefully. Placing her set down as low as she could without causing any noise or crushing anything else.

“You both get everything you need?” you asked, following after the twins along with Harry, placing the kit into the cart.

You looked down at everything noticing some groceries, a few skincare items, a book, something for their rooms, and other things you couldn’t find that laid underneath everything else.

“Yep, ready to leave when you are” Sydnie had responded.

“Okay let’s head out, Styles” Harry exclaimed, as low as he could, to not disrupt anyone else, Clapping his ringed hands together once.

“Dude, you’re such a dad” Chase quipped.

“Almost like I’ve been raising kids for seventeen years huh?” He jested back, eyes opening wide in faux disbelief, traveling to bother Chase some more.

Giggling at the two, you looked down when you felt a body pressing into your leg. Familiar arms around your thigh. A distraught Bloo, looking up at you, her chin resting against your thigh.

“What is it, baby?” you asked, softly, tuning out the rest of your family.

“There’s a lady over there. She keeps looking at us” she informed you, pointing her dainty finger discreetly as she could to the woman at the end of the aisle.

Being only seven the twins had a mutual understanding on why their dad had to leave at times, but that decreased once more when you had fallen pregnant again. They understood all the rules.

a) if anyone was ever following, acting suspiciously always let mum or dad know–– if dad was there, definitely dad. b) never talk back to the idiots with the bulky cameras. c) Be careful who you talk to and what you say, some people aren’t always what they may seem.

“H” you called him over.

He walked over to the two of you, eyebrows elevated in question. His hand instinctively brushing over bloo’s hair.

“Uhm maybe we should send the kids to checkout” you tilted your head backward at the not so prudent woman with the shocked face. Her phone pointing towards the two of you.

You undoubtedly saw the happiness of his face shift to one of vexation and frustration as he glanced quickly, shrewdly at the woman. He extended his hand out to rub your elbow soothingly, nodding wearily.

He turned to the kids, masking his face as best as he could. “You guys go ahead and save a spot for us, me and your mum are gonna grab one last thing”

They didn’t care much, just wanting to get home as quickly as they could, Sydnie grabbing both of the twins’ hands.

Harry had kindly walked up to the woman, a displayed smile on his face, asking her to delete whatever she had managed to collect. You watched the encounter from the side, rubbing your belly softly, filled with mild angst.

She had apologized profusely (the embarrassment seeping in her voice), the kindness in Harry letting her know it was fine as long as he could watch her delete everything.

From her camera roll, Harry could see a video still of before the kids came, when you and him were looking for a casting kit. And some other videos of the family loitering in the target section.

He bid her a tight-lipped goodbye, after he kindly asked her again, though it was starting to run low, to go to her recently deleted–– he wasn’t the most tech savvy but he also wasn’t an idiot. Once that was ultimately done, he locked your hand into his.

“Are you okay?” you asked, securing your other arm up to wind around his.

“Just tired of the bullshit...” he sighed. He was just happy that he was able to protect his family this time.

You halt him swiftly; he looks back at you in confusion, until you lug him down for as much of a hug as you could. Feeling his shoulders sag in relaxation and his arms winding around your waist.

You stood next to Harry, in front of one of the sinks, reading the instructions.

“So we start with the lubricant first, use these...” holding up a roll of the plaster tape “dip them into warm water, and just putting them on” you informed Harry of your summary.

He nodded, his lip between his fingers as his eyes roamed over the paper once again. “I’ll go get you a chair, pee before we start” He yelled over his shoulder.

He walked back in, a wooden chair between his hands. Setting it to the floor gently, smiling at you to take a seat. Walking back to the sink,resting his hip against the packet of lubricant in his hand.

You smiled back at him as you took your seat. Deeming it be fit to wear running shorts and a tank top. Harry only in a pair of his joggers. Surprisingly after four kids, this was your first time trying a belly cast and you were a bit nervous wanting it to look just as perfect as it could–– adding your husband being a precisionist into the mix there was no guessing how this would turn out.

“Take off your top” Harry said smugly, bringing the white packet to his teeth– side eying you–– while he ripped it off. Turning to start the camera propped up on the counter. You insisted this had to be recorded as a little keepsake for the two of you.

You could only roll your eyes, trying hard not to feed into his ego. But the heat rising from your neck reported him otherwise. Tucking your arms back in the arm holes and raising the shirt off your body. Your body is bare except for the shorts adorning your legs.

Ogling at you like a caveman playfully at the sight of your boobs out and about, eliciting quick giggles from you. He walked up to you clasping your face between his palms, pressing your aglow cheeks together lightly–– the white, cold packet sitting against your left cheek lightly. Giving you three earnest kisses to your lips and leaning down in front of you, giving a peck to your belly button.

He squeezed some of the lubricant onto his fingers, deciding to start under your belly. You hissed at the sudden coldness hitting your skin.

“Okay?” he asked, eyes a bit wide and mouth slightly open.

“A little cold, but you can continue” you let him know.

He got at it quickly, once he finished that area he stood up a bit getting the sides of your stomach coated. Once he had finished, you stood up looking in the mirror at the shine of your stomach.

“Now for the fun part” clapping your palms together sitting back down, wistfully watching Harry wash his hands of the substance. He got the scissors cutting the strips of various sizes. Walking to you at times to make sure it fits properly.

‘Wouldn’t it be easier if I was next to you’ you asked.

Only to be replied with ‘No reason to have you on your feet, if I can walk to you.’ He unquestionably is just a bag of sunshine and everything good in the world.

Filling the sink with warmish water and placing on gloves. Snapping it on dramatically as if he was a doctor in a drama series.

“Dork”

He walked over with the first strip in his hand, water dripping behind him as he stepped closer to you. You pulled out your phone quickly wanting to capture a cute picture of this. Right as he placed the first strip you snapped the image. The only thing being seen was your protruded belly and below, his hands placing the plaster tape to your stomach, and a small tuft of his hair from the top of the picture.

He pulled away proudly, smiling down at his work, with his hands on his hips. “Look at that, looks perfect huh?”

“You’re doing good so far H” you confirmed.

It was only fifteen minutes later, half of your stomach–– and that wasn’t saying much.

“Baby it’s fine we’ll just sand it down” you tried to convince H for the last time, but he was stubborn as ever.

His mouth open in excessive concentration, puzzled brows pulled together as he removed the plaster for the fifth time. And from your point of view, you swore, he placed it back on the exact same spot.

“Just wait” he sighed, it wasn’t where he wanted it to be.

“Harry, we’re gonna be forever” you sighed, swaying your feet softly until one of them accidentally knocked into Harry’s leg. He looked down at you, eyes telling you to quit it.

“See there, you big baby” he grumbled.

“You’ve set it back into the same spot!” you exclaimed.

“No I haven’t, you’re just impatient...sounded a little brit there” he hummed, turning his back to you as he grabbed another slip.

“Shut up!”

Then there was, naturally, the sudden interruption.

Bloo had stumbled into the bathroom, expressing out about something one of her brothers did when she stopped taking into account, trying to figure out what was wrong with her mum.

She gasped, eyes wide at the greying stuff. “What’s wrong with mummy?” she asked, looking between the two of you.

“Turning mummy into a mummy!” He screeched, holding up a plaster strip.

She brought her hands up to her mouth eyes growing only wider, her lip already starting to tremble.

“You and your stupid dad jokes” you pulled Bloo closer to you, turning her back to Harry flipping him off behind her head.

“We’re just doing a cast, don’t worry baby. Remember that episode of Jessie when Ravi got that mask stuck on Luke’s face and ripped his eyebrows off” you explained, She laughed at the connection of the episode.

“Kind of like that, but without the eyebrows and we’re just using my belly” bringing your thumb to brush her brows up and the corner of her mouth clean. God what were they doing down there.

“Ohh okay that makes more sense.” you smiled back at her.

And Harry who had a bit too much fun when it came to the upper portion of the cast. Acting like Alec does when Paw patrol was on or when Sydnie when her dad allowed her his card to shop. Finding any reason to smooth down the cast with his wet hands. Or taking his time to cover your nipple, using his thumb to level it out. A haughty expression on his face growing the higher he got from your belly button.

“You’re acting as if we don’t have sex or take showers together” you tell him, popping another goldfish into your mouth (But not the good ones, the disgusting wheat ones Harry urged you and everyone else in the house to eat instead.)

“As if you don’t act like this when I take off my shirt”

He got you there, looking up at you to see you were not going to give him the eye contact he wanted. Your lips closed tight.

He delicately planted the last strip over the top of one of your breasts.

“Wait, it doesn’t look right”

“Harry!”

“Just joking y/n, now we wait five minutes and we can pop this off, sand it, and decorate it however you want” he told you, smiling at the finished product, leaning down to kiss your forehead then your lips.

“Wanna do it like this” you twisted your phone around to show him the image on Pinterest. A light blue belly cast, but you wanted it a pretty purple color, that was held against a frame, with butterflies of surveying sizes going across/diagonally the cast.

“However you want lovie” he told you again, pulling your head to his stomach, leaning down to kiss your head. Your arms winding across his waist.

“Thank you” you hummed in satisfaction.

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miraculouswolf99 · 4 years ago

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Field Trip To Greece

My own take on the Field Trip salt stories that usually are crossovers with Batman and have Damienette. But this is my version with them going to Greece and involves my OCs Lyon and Vallia Garden.

*****

“Mari, Mari, MARI,” Adrien basically yelled into his friend’s ear.

Marinette woke up with a jolt in her bus seat.

“What,” she groaned, never being much of a morning person.

“We’re almost at the sanctuary, so I figured to wake you up,” Adrien smiled at his friend.

“Thanks and curse how fast this bus is,” Marinette said.

“And curse Hawkmoth for late night akumas,” Adrien suggested.

“That to,” Marinette agreed. “Even in Greece, he still finds a way to annoy us in Paris.”

“Well, you brought the horse miraculous for a reason,” Adrien said.

“How are you not tired,” Marinette questioned him.

“I’ve always been a morning person,” Adrien shrugged. “Blame my father for a lot of early morning photoshoots.”

“I’d slap your father if it did not mean risking my future as a fashion designer in the process,” Marinette says.

After revealing themselves to each other after Miracle Queen, the two had developed a more brother-sister relationship. They both thought that it would be better for them to know each other after having all their allies exposed to Hawkmoth and Mayura. They joked around, teased each other, and also always had each others backs.

Having each other’s backs certainly helped them when Lila’s lies got worse. After Chloe had willingly helped Hawkmoth, she had been sent to a private reformatory school in Sweden. Lila took the opportunity to tell more of her lies, saying that she had been telling her “best friend” Ladybug to keep the Bee miraculous away from Chloe for months. And just like everything else Lila ever said, their class ate it up like it was their last meal.

Adrien had joined Marinette almost immediately after he made his “deal with the devil” in order to get her back into school. He threw himself off the “high road” the moment that Marinette told him that Lila threatened her. But even with him backing up Marinette every time she caught inconsistencies in Lila’s tales, there were still few that actually believed them. Some even went as far as scolding Marinette for her “brainwashing Adrien” into thinking that Lila was a liar.

Kim, Juleka, and Nathaniel were the only ones that stayed loyal to their friends. Especially since Marinette had done so much for them in the past. Like curing Juleka of her photo curse, helping Nathaniel get together with Marc, and Kim had been her friend since they were in diapers. With their group was also Kagami, Luka, Marc, Aurore, and Mireille. The rest of Bustier’s class was pretty much made up of Lila’s attack dogs.

What annoyed Adrien the most was how his so-called best friend. Nino may be siding with his girlfriend, Alya being Lila’s biggest supporter/attack dog, but that also meant he was part of the problem. He certainly never helped Adrien when Lila would constantly hold onto his arm no matter how many times he told her to let go. It was driving Adrien crazy and he was very close to taking Plagg up on his offer to Cataclysm the liar.

“I bet the garden is going to be beautiful,” Juleka says, her seat next to the two heroes.

She was sitting next to Nathaniel while Kim was in the seat in front of Adrien and Marinette. They were all in the seats at the back of the bus.

“I heard that the Garden Family Sanctuary is ranked as an unofficial wonder of the world,” Nathaniel said.

“Anyone else find it odd that a nature sanctuary is run by a family with Garden as their last name,” Kim asked.

“I think this is one of those ‘don’t think about it too much’ times,” Marinette shrugged.

“I haven’t been here in years,” Adrien was glad to be back.

“You’ve been here before,” Juleka asked.

“There was a charity fashion show here about a year before my mother disappeared,” Adrien explained. “I was here with my parents for it.”

“Did you meet any of the animals here,” Kim looked excited. “I heard that they let any animals here roam free even when they have events or tours here.”

“The animals do roam around the sanctuary as they wish,” Adrien says. “But the Garden family and all their employees work hard to tame all their animals privately to make sure that even the predators do not harm anyone. They spend months to years taming them before releasing them into the main part of the sanctuary.”

“It really sounds like an amazing place,” Marinette said.

“I can’t wait to draw some of the animals,” Nathaniel already had out his sketchpad. “Marc requested I draw him the most amazing animal that I see. No pressure. Haha.”

Juleka patted his shoulder, but her obviously hiding her laughter made her attempt to comfort him fail.

But, as usual, their good moods had to be ruined by the Italian that never seemed to go five minutes without hearing the sound of her own voice. And, also as usual, she was spouting her nonsense. They were very close to throwing her out the back of the bus if she did not stop talking.

“Of course I know the Garden family,” Lila brags, lying through her teeth. “They are basically family to me.”

“Here we go again,” the five friends groaned.

“The mother and her two daughters mostly handle the plants,” Lila continues. “The father and their son handle the animals. It’s only natural since they are the only ones that can stomach having to put down the more dangerous animals.”

“Tell us more, Lila,” Alya was recording the entire time.

Adrien growled. “There has never been a case of an animal being put down at the sanctuary. The closest that comes to that is when an animal gets sick and there is nothing they can do to help it.”

“They have to put it out of its misery, don’t they,” Marinette asked.

Adrien nodded. “The youngest two Gardens speak fluent French, so I was able to spend some time with kids my own age during the fashion show. They told me that while it breaks their hearts, it is better than letting the animal suffer.”

“I can see where they come from for that,” Juleka says. “They love, take care of, and train all the animals. So it’s only natural that they form a bond with them.”

“I know I am not the brightest person in class, but how can they believe such crap,” Kim shook his head. “Whenever anyone even slightly mentions someone famous, she instantly says she is either best friends with them or somehow related to them. It’s impossible.”

“Tell that to the sheep that follow her around like she’s god’s gift to the world,” Marinette rolled her eyes.

“Makes you wonder if we really are the only ones in class with braincells,” Nathaniel, of all people, said.

The bus doors opened as it came to a full stop at the sanctuary. Bustier was the first out and the class followed her. They all first went into the sanctuary. And even from what little they could see from where they were, it already was one of the most beautiful places any of them have ever seen.

Trees, flowers, and even fruit and vegetable plants were growing as far as their eyes could see. The entire sanctuary also seemed to be covered by a glass dome, making an environment similar to a greenhouse. It made sense since there were probably plants in certain areas that needed to be grown in certain temperatures.

But today the dome’s windows were open, letting in the natural light of the sun, even if it looked like squares on the ground because of the dome’s window linings.

As Bustier lead them to a stop, two teen their age approached the group. Adrien recognized his two penpals. The ones he met in Greece when he was there for the fashion show. Lyon and Vallia Garden.

Vallia was quite beautiful and had a grace and elegance to her style. She had long blond hair braided with roses and butterflies and had pink streaks. Her eyes were a stunning silver that you could see, if you were close enough, had specks of blue in them. Her style was a red, pink, and purple dawn colored dress with gold flats. On her wrists were diamond rose cuff bracelets, a butterfly on the one on her right wrist.

Lyon gave off a very icy exterior that also screamed honor and loyalty that only a knight would have. A tall boy with hair that was black with streaks of white and blue in it, coming to the length of Adrien's. His eyes were the opposite of the girl's, blue with silver specks. His outfit of choice was a sky blue t-shirt under a white jean vest, matching the blue pants with white boots. On his hands were white fingerless gloves. Around his neck was a sword and shield pendant as well as a white cloak only going down to his knees.

They all also saw that the two did have crystal medallions on their foreheads. Vallia’s was a rose quartz butterfly and Lyon’s was a sapphire wolf.

“Your pen pals are hot, Adrien,” Marinette smirked as she saw her honorary brother staring at Lyon.

“Shut up,” Adrien grumbled, making Marinette giggle.

Bustier turns to the class. “These two are going to be our guides through the sanctuary. Please show them the proper amount of respect since they are the ones that work here.”

Lyon and Vallia gave the teacher the side-eye. While they technically did work there, their family owned the sanctuary and it was like Bustier had completely forgot about that and thought that they were just employees of the sanctuary.

“Shouldn’t we be guided by adults,” Mylene asked, trying not to sound offensive to the two teens.

“We’re your tour guides because we are the only ones here fluent in French,” Lyon told the class, his French flawless.

Adrien hid that he was chuckling behind his hand. He knew the twins were fluent, but the looks on his classmate’s faces when Lyon spoke in French was just so funny.

“Before we begin, let us introduce ourselves,” Vallia said, also switching to French. “My name is Vallia and this is my twin brother, Lyon.”

“Please also take note of a few rules of the sanctuary,” Lyon says. “While the animals here have been tamed, do not touch or interact with them without permission. Certain movements or actions could cause them to badly react. They are all also on specific diets, so do not feed them unless we give you food to give them.”

“The plants should also all remain untouched,” Vallia added. “There are certain plants here that are not native to the area and survive here only because we created the right environments for them. Especially the ghost orchid. There are barely even 2000 ghost orchid plants left in the world and they need to remain here so that they do not go extinct.”

Most of the class nodded, understanding the rules. Lila hid how annoyed she was at not being able to take whatever beautiful plant she wants or touch any cute animal that she sees.

The tour than began, the class following the twins deeper into the sanctuary. Already they were starting to see a ton of the animals that lived there. There were some animals of Greek origins. Such as brown bears, red deer, lynxes, rock lizards, weasels, and wild boar. There were also more international animals. Like white-tailed deer from North America, jaguars from South America, pandas from China, African panthers and lions, Indian tigers, horses from Canada, even komodo dragons from Indonesia. And that was just the beginning.

“The Garden Family Sanctuary was founded almost a hundred years ago by siblings Apollo and Persephone Garden,” Lyon says. “Having been named after the god of the healing and the goddess of flowers, they had always loved helping nature and animals.”

“They started out with an animal shelter that took in any and all animals,” Vallia continued for her brother. “They had a very clear rule about being a no-kill shelter. The more popular they became, the more room they needed. And since they already came from a rich family, they bought more land. And over the years, it grew into the sanctuary you see today.”

“With the amount of animals and plants coming, there has been chat about buying land on another island to expand the sanctuary,” Lyon said. “Which means more area to protect from smugglers and poachers.”

“Your French is very good,” Marinette compliments them.

“Thank you, we’ve had years of practice,” Vallia says.

“It helped when we hosted a few French fashion designers here a few years ago for a charity fashion show,” Lyon said.

Adrien caught the smirk that Lyon sent his way. It made the blond blush.

The group continued walking through the sanctuary. A few of the animals curiously looked at the group, but chose not to get near them. There were a few did cuddle up to the twins, who happily petted them before sending them away with a treat in their mouth.

But even as the twins tried to talk about the sanctuary, Lila was still telling her lies as the classmates not under her spell surrounded her. They listened to her more than they did their actual tour guides.

“Yeah, poachers and smugglers try to get in all the time,” she was saying. “The first time I was here, I saw one and tried to tell the employees and they didn’t believe me. They certainly did after I single-handedly stopped him from taking a rare blue tiger.”

“That is so cool, Lila,” Rose unknowingly encouraged more lying.

“They should make you a partner here if you caught a poacher that they did not even know was there,” Alya said.

“They wanted to, but my mother said I was too young to be part of a business,” Lila says.

Adrien saw the twins look at each other as they hear what is being said. He knew that while the two were mostly quiet around those they do not know, other than when they gave tours, they would definitely not take liars sitting down. They were extremely protective of their family, which was why Lyon practiced archery while Vallia is an expert with the bo-staff.

“The Garden family would never offer someone outside of the family a part of the sanctuary,” Lyon stated, making the class look at him.

“We would appreciate you not tell such tall tales about such a charitable family,” Vallia crossed her arms. “They are well-respected by all of Greece and do not deserve to have such lies told about them.”

The class looked very insulted at the accusation of Lila being a liar, which happened whenever anyone said that. It happened more than you think since Bustier’s class was the only one in the entire school that actually believed her. Everyone else knew that Lila was nothing but a liar.

“Something tells me that things are about to get interesting,” Juleka whispered to the rest of their group.

“You’re the one that knows them, Adrien,” Marinette says. “What do you think they’ll do?”

“I’ve been in contact with them for years,” Adrien said. “And from all I know about them, it’s a slight miracle that Lyon hasn’t already threatened to shoot her with an arrow.”

“Does he do that often,” Nathaniel raised an eyebrow.

“Only to those that really anger him, really annoy him, or threaten his family,” Adrien said. “But that last part also includes the sanctuary and all of the animals kept here.”

“Guess we should be thankful that he doesn’t have them on him right now,” Kim says. “Even if he could get rid of our liar problem with a single shot.”

“Lyon was actually scouted by the coach of the Greek Olympian archery team,” Adrien tells them. “But Lyon doesn’t like competition. He says that they are nothing but barbaric events meant to to do nothing but enlarge egos and decrease braincells.”

“Can are class even lose what they don’t have,” Marinette smirked.

All of them laughed at her joke. When Marinette got sassy and sarcastic, it was hilarious. She could sass-talk like nobody’s business.

“Haw dare you,” Lila put a hand over her heart and then started up the crocodile tears again. “How could you be so mean to me?”

That was when her sheep glared at the twins.

“Lila is not a liar,” Alya was her main supporter as usual. “You’re nothing but simple employees. I bet you do not even know the Garden family. Lila, on the other hand, is basically an honorary member of their family.”

Both twins crossed their arms this time, staring down the class.

“Let us fully introduce ourselves,” Lyon narrowed his eyes at them. “My name is Lyon Garden and this is my twin sister, Vallia Garden. Our family owns this sanctuary and neither of us nor the rest of their family have ever met this girl.”

Adrien was seriously smirking at this point. He had seen this coming and was very glad that it had finally was. Especially since Lila did not even get the number of family members right. There were two Garden parents, but the children were another story. Lyon and Vallia were the youngest of the family, but Vallia was the only girl and they had two older brothers.

“You’re probably just lying to make Lila look bad because you’re jealous,” Alix glared at the twins. “She’s connected to the Gardens while you are not.”

“Don’t believe us, we don’t care, but we do have a friend in your class that knows who we are,” Vallia giggled. “Isn’t that right, Adrien?”

The sheep looked at the model. He only smirked as he joined Lyon and Vallia’s side.

“You two certainly know how to make an impression,” Adrien tells them, chuckling.

“If we really wanted to make an impression, I would have started at my favorite wolf den,” Lyon snickered. “But I would have been too tempted to order my wolves to eat them.”

Adrien laughed at the looks of horror on his classmates’ faces.

“If you guys haven’t figured it out, it was my family that the twins were talking about before,” Adrien says. “We were the ones that came here for the charity fashion show. It was great to meet the two youngest members of the Garden family.”

“So these are the sheep that follow that liar like lost puppies,” Vallia looked at Adrien. “The liar that doesn’t know how to take ‘no’ for an answer?”

“Got it in one, Vallia,” Adrien says. “And she’s been telling lies about your family since this field trip started. She even said that your family was three girls and two boys.”

The twins rolled their eyes.

“Wow,” Lyon shook his head. “Vallia might wish she had a sister, it’s just us and our two older brothers with our parents.”

Vallia playfully slapped her brother’s shoulder.

While Adrien took his two friends over to the rest of his group to introduce them, the rest of the class finally seemed to get that Lila did indeed lie to them. They turned on her like lions on an antelope and started yelling at her for lying to them.

The twins made mental notes to contact their parents about needing to sue a girl for slander and defamation.

#ml salt #alya salt #lila salt #Lila exposed #original character #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #miraculous fandom

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corvus--rex · 3 years ago

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Next in this bizarre collection of abandoned, semi-abandoned, and deeply sleeping wips is one that has more direct time travel. It's more in the deeply sleeping category as I'm still picking at it. It's also another Omegaverse, so if that's not your thing, feel free to skip it. Also, both Lance and Keith practice polytheistic religions that have been altered to fit an ABO setting

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A few years after the war, the Paladins made the newly rebuilt Castle of Lions their home. Shiro and Adam retired from the Garrison and into diplomatic careers for the Coalition. Pidge’s parents were still with the organization, but she and Matt preferred to be more hands-on, maintaining the places on the castle and with the now-former rebellion. The still close-knit team were still recovering from the recent bonding ceremony for Hunk and Shay, who were also staying aboard the castle, although it was still uncertain as to whether or not human and Balmeran genetics were compatible; they were just waiting on genetic compatibility testing. Lance and Keith, however, were ahead of the game. They had gotten engaged while on the way back to Earth, announcing it to Lance’s family on their return. Not wanting to wait, and with no way of knowing what would happen in their war with Honerva, they’d held a small bonding ceremony the night before leaving Earth for the second time.

Keith had it the worst when it came to post-Hunk/Shay bonding recovery. He wasn’t going to miss Hunk and Shay’s bonding for anything, even if it meant dealing with Lance’s fussing. It had gotten bad enough during the reception that both Krolia and Lance’s mother Mariana told him to sit down and let his pregnant mate be. Keith could understand where Lance’s caution came from. While their little one was only one quarter Galra, and developing as a human child would, Keith’s half-Galra physiology had other ideas, his body and hormones changing like a shorter Galra pregnancy. It meant that he needed to be monitored more closely than he would if the pup’s development and his body’s lined up. It also meant that they didn’t have a concrete due date, and that it was entirely possible he could deliver a premature pup. But at sixteen weeks Earth time, there were still another two months until they needed to watch for their little one’s arrival. They had stayed behind on Earth an extra couple days after Hunk and Shay’s bonding ceremony for some of Lance’s extended family who wanted to see them both before the pup was born. Keith was exhausted from the three days of parties surrounding the ceremony and the event itself, but they were headed back to the castle after that and wouldn’t be back for another eight months, and by then the pup would be at least two months old.

Nadia and Sylvio were excited about their cousin, and had to be reminded that Keith was tired from everything going on. Right then, they wanted to see the inside of the Altean pod the matepair were taking back to the castle. Keith and Mariana burst out laughing when Lance appeared with his niece and nephew each tucked under an arm.

He “dropped” the giggling, squirming pups in front of his oldest brother. “I think you lost something.”

“Who, me? I haven’t lost anything,” Luis said, feigning ignorance.

Still laughing, Nadia and Sylvio began scaling their mountain of a father. Once they got to hip height, he grabbed them both the same way Lance had been carrying them and took off running while mock screaming, making his pups shriek with laughter. Lance just laughed to himself and shook his head at his brother and niblings.

“Like you can talk. You know damn well you're going to be just the same with ours,” Keith called.

“Yeah, probably,” Lance admitted, walking over.

“‘Probably’ nothing, mijo. I know you will,” Mariana said, “Just don’t forget to call when that little one arrives. We’ll be praying for a safe delivery.”

Lance’s parents, grandparents, and aunts and uncles all practiced Santeria, and while Lance and his siblings had been raised in it and still believed, none of them actively practiced. His lack of participation didn’t lessen his appreciation of his mother’s intentions. He would have been worried when it came to telling Keith about his family’s practices if he didn’t already know about his Omega’s neo-paganism. Keith, likewise, had been relieved when Lance didn’t immediately declare him insane and instead explained about his own family.

“Thanks, Mami. So will we,” he said, hugging his mother.

“Doesn’t matter where you are in the universe, the Orisha will hear you,” she told him, then pulled Keith in, “And so will your gods, mijo.”

“I know. Thanks, Mami,” Keith answered.

The pod’s comms chirped, and Lance disentangled himself from his mate and his mother, disappearing into the small craft. Mariana wrapped an arm around Keith’s waist and he leaned into it, fully appreciating her maternal warmth. She was one of a very small number of people who had open permission to touch him. She understood that, especially after Lance had explained about Keith’s childhood in the foster care system and that he was largely touch-averse unless you were one of a select few who had earned his complete trust. She’d earned it through being the woman she was and treating Keith like one of her own children.

She reached over, resting a hand on his growing belly. “I pray for this pup every day. You two are going to be wonderful parents. And I know that you both will be safe up there – you and this little one.”

Keith breathed a laugh. “Altean technology makes humans look like we’re still playing with sticks and rocks. I mean, on an interstellar level, we kinda are. I’ve been thinking about that lately,” he admitted, “The ‘we’ part. I’m still half-Galra. Most of the time I feel like the only places on Earth I feel like I belong are out at my Dad’s place, and here.”

“Oh, mijo. It doesn’t at all matter that your wonderful mother isn’t human, or that you share her blood. What matters is what you do with it. And both of you used your heritage to do the right thing. And now she’s leading her – your – people to a new way of thinking. You both have done so much good. Never forget that. Or that you’re family. You’ll always belong here. And not just because you're carrying my grandpup.”

“We weren’t exactly planning on this.”

Mariana laughed. “Neither was I. For any of them. None of my five children were planned. We always wanted pups, but we decided to let it happen however it was going to happen. And we were blessed with five beautiful pups.” She nudged him gently. “Tell me, do you have any thoughts on what your pup might be? I knew for all of them, even when my mother was trying to tell me that I was wrong. Especially with Lance. She was convinced he was an Omega. And then he was born all Alpha.”

Keith nodded, understanding. “Yeah, that’s apparently not just a human thing. Mom said she knew I was an Omega before I was born. I think this one is too. I’m pretty sure it’s an Omega boy. Little brat keeps moving and won’t let us see, so we don’t know for certain yet, but I feel like it’s an Omega boy.”

“Oh, Veronica was the same. We didn’t know until she was an Alpha girl until she was born. And she’s still stubborn and independent.”

{What do you think, sweetheart? You an Omega boy?} she asked the unborn pup.

Her question was answered with a sharp kick.

“Is he always like that?” Mariana asked in surprise.

“Yes. Yes he is. I’ve been feeling him moving for almost two months, but it got more intense about three weeks ago. That, apparently, is a Galra thing.”

“What’s a Galra thing?” Lance asked, walking down the loading ramp.

“How hard the pup kicks,” Keith said.

“Yeah,” he agreed, “It really is that bad. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night before because of it.”

“Now imagine how I feel! Anyway, what was the comm call?”

“Oh, right. Just Allura asking when we were planning on going back up. I told her we were finishing getting the pod packed up and we’d be leaving within the hour. Varga. Whatever.”

Mariana hugged them both again. “Don’t forget. I want to know.”

Keith’s lips twisted in an amused smile. “As soon as we do,” he said.

Lance didn’t ask about it until they were settled in the pod’s cockpit and on their way to the wormhole point. “What are we telling my mother when we know it?”

“Huh? Oh, the pup’s primary and secondary sexes. I said that I feel like it’s an Omega boy, but that we haven’t been able to confirm it,” Keith explained.

“Yeah, he’s being a little brat about it,” Lance agreed, “We will find out eventually,” he added, poking the unborn pup only to be rewarded with another kick. “See? Brat.” He stood up, stretching hard enough to pop his spine. He let his arms drop and extended a hand to his mate. “Come on. Allura’s not opening a wormhole until we’re way out of system, and I want snuggles.”

When they first packed the pod to leave for Earth, Lance had shifted a few things around in the passenger compartment, making room for Keith to set up a nest. He was worried about their pup and was trying to just be a good Alpha for his Omega. Keith was particularly hormonal that day and broke down in tears when he saw the cleared space, his favorite nesting materials neatly sitting in the middle of it. Lance had been afraid he’d accidentally done something wrong until he found himself with his arms full of sobbing, pregnant Omega telling him how amazing he was through hiccupped tears. The nest was built and stayed there until they landed on Earth, where it was taken down and rebuilt in Lance’s old bedroom, right on top of his queen bed. Now it held their scents mixed with Lance’s family’s. Lance also knew about the sweater Krolia had given Keith for the express purpose of fitting it into his nest.

Keith let Lance lead them through to the rear of the pod and got settled into the nest. Leaning back against his Alpha, Keith reached into his shirt and pulled out the crystal he always wore. A clear quartz point, with a triple moon carved from rainbow moonstone woven into the silver wire wrapping the top of the crystal. He ran his fingers over the moonstone, feeling its carved lines and points, the smooth gem comforting. He was safe and comfortable in his Alpha’s arms, tucked into their temporary nest, but he still worried. He knew better than anyone that their pup could come earlier than anyone was comfortable with, especially him. He sighed, letting the quartz drop.

“What’s up?” Lance murmured sleepily into Keith’s neck.

“I’m just thinking again,” he said, the pad of his thumb following the back of his fingers in a small line on his belly.

Lance knew what he was thinking, read worrying, about, and wove their fingers together. “I know. But even worst case, even if he is three months early, he’ll be ok, and so will you. There is literally no one else like you in the entire universe, and all of this is new to everyone. Best we can do is take it one day at a time.” He grabbed the tablet from outside the nest, checking the autopilot. “We still have about an hour before we get to the wormhole point. Get some sleep. I’ll wake you when we get there.”

Keith yawned, curling up in the nest, Lance wrapping his arms around his Omega. “Nap sounds great,” he mumbled, half-asleep already.

Lance didn’t last much longer, drifting off the second Keith’s breathing evened out in sleep.

They were woken by alarms blaring throughout the pod. Keith shot up, startled and growling. Lance went for the tablet, checking the readings from the pod’s sensors. They should still have been twenty minutes out from the meeting point, but the star map showed them being in an entirely different galaxy, the familiar Milky Way nowhere in sight. He leapt from the nest, running for the cockpit. When Keith had calmed a bit and hauled himself out of his spot and to the cockpit, Lance was at the controls.

“Get yourself strapped in,” the Alpha said without looking up, “We’re headed straight for an asteroid field and there’s no time to change course.”

Lance changed the controls to manual and the front shielding changed from opaque to transparent, showing the looming ancient debris in stunning real time. Keith sat himself in the co-pilot’s seat, fastening the 4-point harness over his chest just in time for the first asteroid to go whipping past. He wanted to take the controls, but he knew that his awkward current shape made it nearly impossible for him to fly with the deftness an asteroid field required. Lance had no such problem, weaving through the asteroid field with his usual liquid grace.

When they finally broke through and into empty space, they still had no real idea of where they were. Keith brought up the galactic map. He noted several familiar planets and systems, realizing that they were on the far side of the Andromeda galaxy. As he was relaying all of that to his mate, the pod’s comm chirped with an incoming hail. It was the castle, but something was different and they couldn’t quite put their finger on it. Lance answered the hail, Allura’s face filling the screen.

“Hey, Allura. Do you have any idea what the fuck just happened? We were on our way to the rendezvous point for the wormhole and now we’re here,” Lance asked.

Allura stared at them in complete shock. “I – I don’t understand. How are you two there? You can’t be there. You’re both here on the castle.”

Lance and Keith shared a confused look. “No. We’re not,” Keith said slowly, “We just left Earth a couple hours ago and were on our way to the spot you designated for the wormhole back to the castle.”

“Earth?! What the quiznak are you talking about?! Stay there. I’m going to tow your pod into the castle and we’ll talk about whatever prank this is.” The shock was in her voice at first, before it became almost angry. She looked back at them from her projected control screen, and then looked at them both more carefully. “Lance, how in the quiznak do you have Altean marks?”

“From you?” he answered, now totally confused. Had she forgotten reviving him after he took the full damage of an energy attack meant for her? Did she not remember that he’d ended up with sky blue Altean marks as a result of the sheer amount of quintessence she poured into him?

“That’s impossible. I can’t give you our markings. And Keith, have you gained weight?” She was still confused, but turned it to the Red Paladin.

“Not in the last three days,” he said, then glanced down and back to her, “Not that way, anyway.”

They felt the pod guided into the pod bay and land softly. “Stay there, inside the pod,” Allura said, “I’ll be right there.” The screen cut out, leaving them alone again.

“What in the absolute fuck is going on?” Keith asked.

“I wish I fucking knew,” Lance answered. “Does she really think this is some kind of over-elaborate prank? She can’t. She knows us. Knows we’re mated. Knows you’re pregnant.”

“Yeah, that was weird. Asking me if I've gained weight. I mean, I know I've put on about fifteen pounds, but that’s almost completely directly related to him. I haven’t really changed anywhere else.”

Lance sighed. “Yeah. I don’t know. We’ll figure it out. But at least we’re back. We can get your nest rebuilt in our suite and take a fucking nap.”

Something told Keith to leave his nest as it was, and he told Lance as much. They also decided not to get back into it while they waited for Allura. The matepair waited in the open seating, Keith nuzzling into Lance’s scent gland. It was something they’d come to realize was a side-effect of his pregnancy. He couldn’t get enough of his Alpha’s scent and would use any and every excuse to get close and scent himself, not that Lance minded it at all. It always stroked his Alpha’s ego that their Omega was so devoted to them.

They both looked up when there was a failed attempt to open the rear door of the pod, which was followed by a polite knock. “Hang on a tick,” Lance called. He extracted himself from his snuggly koala of a mate with a soft kiss to his temple and a gentle hand on their pup.

Allura stood in the doorway, possibly even more shocked than she was on the call. He was still in the faded blue t-shirt and grey sweats he’d been wearing all day, not having been bothered to change. He was expecting an off-hand comment about not being up to his usual standard at most, but she just stood there, staring like he was a new race they’d never met before.

“Allura?” he asked.

“Lance, what the quiznak is going on here? Where’s Keith?” she asked when she found the words.

“I was going to ask you the same thing. And Keith’s right here. The kids were all over him this morning and he’s still pretty tired.”

He didn’t think it was possible for Allura to be any more confused or her eyebrows to arch higher, but she was and they did.

“What kids? Why should he be tired?”

Keith listened to the questions being fired back and forth. Something wasn’t adding up. Allura knew they’d been with Lance’s family. She’d met Nadia and Sylvio before and knew what kind of energy they had. It shouldn’t be a surprise that he was worn out after dealing with them. Keyword shouldn’t. But she was. He decided to see her for himself, or more to the point, for her to see him. He slid out from the seating area, turning the corner to where she and Lance were asking questions without answering any. He stepped up beside Lance, sliding an arm around his Alpha’s waist, his free hand resting on his pregnant belly.

Allura’s jaw dropped. He knew she could tell that he wasn’t faking, and that she somehow either didn’t know or had forgotten that he was four months pregnant, even if he looked farther along because of his body’s reaction.

“I – how?! How did this happen?! When?! What is happening?!”

“Allura,” Lance said softly, “Has anything happened in the last two or three quintants?”

“What? No. Nothing. And you two are here onboard the castle. Keith, you said you would be in the training deck for at least a few vargas, and Lance, you were helping Hunk in the kitchen. How did you two end up out there and in a pod I didn’t know had gone missing? And don’t tell me you were on Earth. That’s utterly impossible. We can’t go back without leading the Galra directly there, you both know that. And how have you been hiding not only your apparent relationship but also – Keith, you're pregnant! How do you expect to be able to fly the Red Lion in your condition?”

The feeling of something being fundamentally off continued to tickle Keith’s brain. An impossible thought hit him. “Allura, I need you to answer this question honestly. How long have we been out here with you?”

“What do you mean? It’s only been about three phoebs, but we’ve made good progress in the war effort. I really believe we’ll win. But you already knew that.”

Lance cut her off before she could voice a suspicion about them being spies. He realized as soon as Keith said it. “I think we somehow managed to go back in time. We really are who we say we are, and so are you. But you obviously don’t know anything about us as we are now. I can promise that we’re not hiding anything from you.”

“Well…I don’t know that we can really say that…” Keith said, trailing off. If the them that Allura knew had only been in space for a few months, then he and Lance were already seeing each other secretly. But then they decided that keeping it from their friends made absolutely no sense, even if it meant that Pidge lost her bet with Hunk.

“Ok, fair,” he said, then turned to Allura, “What was the last major event that happened related to the war? It’ll help us narrow down when exactly we are.”

“You two seem awfully accepting of this,” she said, a note of accusation in her voice.

“We – we’ve been through a lot,” Keith said, intentionally not elaborating. They had been through a lot – alternate reality, quantum abyss, the quintessence field, Bob, finding themselves inside Honerva’s mind – but they couldn’t tell Allura any of it.

“And if we tell you anything, we don’t know if or how it could affect anything,” Lance added.

“Hm, I suppose that’s true. The last major event? Well, we’ve only just found out about your Galra heritage, but after meeting with Kolivan and Antok, I have come to realize that your blood does not define you. You both have only just returned from separate missions. Keith, you and Hunk went to retrieve the Scaultrite from the Weblum-” Keith shuddered involuntarily at the memory “-and Lance, you, Shiro, and Pidge went to rescue Slav from Beta Traz. He’s still here on the castle with us.”

“Wait wait wait – Slav’s still here?” Lance asked. He turned to Keith. “If Slav’s still on board, then he would be able to help figure out what happened. Maybe find a way to get us back to our own time. And hopefully before…” he trailed off, giving Keith a look that the Omega understood. Before the pup comes.

Allura also understood what Lance hadn’t said. “Um, how – how far along are you, exactly?” she asked awkwardly.

“That’s a little complicated,” Keith answered. “The pup’s developing like a normal human, but because I’m half Galra, my body is changing and reacting as if I were completely Galra. Pregnancies are shorter. Six Earth months, or about four and a quarter phoebs, to a normal human ten months or just over seven phoebs.”

“So, you're saying that with how your body is reacting, your pup could be premature?”

“It’s a distinct possibility. But to actually answer your question, sixteen Earth weeks. Almost eleven and a half movements. It gives us no more than five movements to figure this out and get us back to our time.”

Allura nodded, making her decision. “All right. We’ll meet in the lounge first. Paladins and Coran only. Shiro…doesn’t exactly do well with Slav.”

Lance and Keith laughed. “That’s something we will never forget,” Lance said as they followed her out of the pod. Keith turned, locking it with their biometrics. Given the alteration to Lance’s DNA thanks to Allura’s quintessence infusion, they knew that it would stay locked. Their younger selves didn’t have a chance.

They walked in silence for a while, following Allura down lesser used corridors to the lounge entrance that was never used. “Is there anything you can tell me?” she asked, “About your time. How far into our future are you?”

“I don’t know that that’s a good idea, Princess,” Lance said, “You already know that we make it to Earth safely, and I don’t know how that might already be affecting our time. I understand that you want to know if it’s all worth it in the end, but I can’t tell you.”

Allura thought for a few seconds. “I understand. My knowing about the future could affect the present. It could change our decisions about things that will change the outcome of the war. And I take it that however the war does end, it’s the best possible outcome.”

“We think so. There’s a lot more going on than just Zarkon, but if you knew what, I don’t know – there are just too many variables.”

She paused in the doorway to the lounge. “I really do understand. There are more factors and facets to this war than I am currently aware of. Knowing about them now could upset the balance. Well,” she said, gesturing to the room, “Make yourselves comfortable. You already know where everything is.” Her smile was one of genuine affection for the Paladins in front of her.

“Thanks, Allura,” Keith said, maneuvering past her.

Once they were seated comfortably (“Comfort is a bit relative for me at the moment,” Keith told her with a laugh) she called for the Paladins and Coran, and them only, to come to the lounge.

Lance was the first to arrive, ready to drop onto the sunken sofa from the floor above, but stopped himself when he realized he was looking at something that looked like the back of his own head. He only knew what that looked like after a prank involving his siblings and every single mirror in the house. He saw Allura sitting at one end of the semicircle and slowed, turning to her.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“Ah. We should wait for the others to arrive before we explain,” Allura said.

“Actually,” one of the unknown people said and Lance nearly choked at hearing his own voice. A little rougher and maybe older, but it was definitely his own voice. He realized the other owner of his voice was still speaking. “I think we should start now. I know we’ll have to repeat ourselves, but I know that you’re kinda nauseous right now,” a long, tan finger pointed in his direction, “And I really think this is the better solution.”

“If that’s what you –” Allura was cut off by the next arrival.

“Allura? Why are we meeting here?”

Pregnant Keith snorted at how young he sounded. His mate patted his head. “I know. We sound like babies.”

The younger Keith froze.

“Yes we’re real. No you're not hallucinating,” pregnant Keith said without moving. He knew what his younger self was thinking.

“Well, as long as we’re both here,” Lance said, “We should explain as much as we can.”

The younger Red and Blue Paladins walked around to the steps and froze again when they were suddenly face to face with themselves. Their older selves were snuggled together in the middle of the sofa horseshoe, not caring who saw them. There was too much for them to take in all at once, but they did notice Lance’s Altean marks and the undeniable fact that the older Keith was significantly pregnant.

“Yeah,” pregnant Keith agreed, “It’s a lot to unpack. We’ll tell you what we can.”

The younger Paladins sat together opposite Allura, not knowing what to say.

“As far as we can tell, we’re from your future. We don’t know how we got here. We were on our way back to the castle and decided to let the autopilot handle the flying while I had a nap and woke up to all the alarms going off about a half hour later. We realized that we weren’t where we should be and found the castle after clearing the asteroid field nearby.”

“And, I’m – or, you – I don’t even know how to phrase that,” the younger Keith stumbled through.

Older Keith just laughed. “We? Since we’re the same person, just at different ages. But yes, I’m pregnant. I'm due fairly soon, so we need to figure this out as quickly as possible.”

Both his mate and Allura noticed how he phrased himself, but said nothing, understanding why he had done it.

It was the younger Lance’s turn to stumble through a sentence. “So, you’re – and – is that –”

Older Lance snickered at his younger self. “Yes. Yes we are, and yes it is.”

“What?! But -”

“But nothing,” older Lance said, “Although that might have prevented this.”

“Yeah, sure. You try telling my heat brain that,” pregnant Keith said.

The younger Keith pointed at his older self. “That. But, how? I mean, I’ve always been so careful about taking it on time. Unless…”

Pregnant Keith shook his head. “No, that hasn’t changed. It failed. We weren’t planning on this. But it happened, and we wouldn’t change it for anything.”

“Ok, so I just need to know one thing. Not about the future, not that.” His hand went to his chest almost unconsciously. “Just so I know. That you’re really me.”

Without moving from his spot snuggled into Lance’s side, Keith reached into his t-shirt and pulled the quartz and moonstone pendant out, letting it fall to his chest. “It was the first thing I ever bought for myself after Dad died. He taught me the basics of the Craft and I've kept it up ever since. Helps me feel connected to him even though it represents Omegas.”

Younger Keith nodded, holding his own crystal. “Yeah. It does.”

Looking from his not-so-secret boyfriend, the younger Lance turned to his own older self. “And he knows about…”

Older Lance cracked an amused smile. “Yeah, he does. But wait, haven’t you already told him about us?”

“Oh, well, yeah. I guess that didn’t really make sense, did it?”

“No, not really. But the last thing Mami said to me when we left her last was that it doesn’t matter where in the universe we are, the Orisha will hear us.”

“That – that’s –”

“What Mami said when I left for the Garrison. Yeah, she still says it.”

Pidge was next to arrive, and stopped when she saw the two older versions of her friends.

“No, you haven’t been up long enough to hallucinate yet,” pregnant Keith said through laughing.

“Come sit down, Pigeon. We’ll explain once everyone’s here,” Lance said, waving her forward.

They were all surprised that it hadn’t been Shiro to appear first, but he and Hunk were next, walking in together. If they thought that Pidge had been surprised, it was nothing compared to the double take from the Black and Yellow Paladins. Allura had yet to say anything once her Paladins began filtering in, and she still didn’t, letting the two older Paladins take the lead.

“Hi, Shiro,” pregnant Keith said. He still hadn’t moved from his mate’s side, enjoying the warmth and safety of his Alpha’s touch.

“What in the almighty fuck is going on?” Shiro asked, stunned.

“We’re just waiting for Coran, and then we’ll explain.”

Shiro and Hunk sat down, among the other Paladins. Hunk seemed to look for some kind of comfort from the familiarity of Pidge, and Shiro sat himself between his Lance and the older Keith with an expression told them that he was trying very hard to wrap his head around the idea of Keith being pregnant. Coran came running in a few minutes later.

“Oh, my apologies, Princess. The scanners went all wiffeley for a few ticks. They’re perfectly fine now.” He noticed the two new additions for the first time. “Erm, Princess…” he started, scratching his cheek with one gloved finger.

“Yes. It’s why I’ve called you all here,” Allura said, “When I was alone on the bridge briefly, scans picked up a single Altean pod. When I hailed it, well…”

“It was us,” the older Lance finished, “We seem to be from your future.”

Everyone stopped, if only briefly, before exploding into questions and demands. Questions about what happened, how they got here from their own time, how did the war end, what’s it like now, did everyone survive…

Lance put a hand up, silencing the onslaught. “We can’t answer most of those questions. Anything we tell you could possibly alter the timeline, and I can’t risk that.”

Pidge pouted, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Well, we already know you two end up together. And if you're here, then you guys obviously made it out.”

Pregnant Keith shifted, sitting up but not leaving his Lance’s personal bubble. “Yes, we did make it out. And yes, we know what it’s like now. But is it worth it to know about our future when it could change your own?”

For maybe the first time in her life, Pidge didn’t have an immediate answer. Her natural curiosity demanded to be sated. The older versions of two of her best friends were sitting in front of her with the answers to so many questions. So much of her own personal stress could be relieved just by knowing if she ever found Matt and Sam. She could know the outcome of the war. But thinking about those things, she realized that Keith was right. If she did know, it would change what she did, how she could react to things. The butterfly effect wasn’t real, or, if it was, it didn’t quite work that way, but a change to a major event could lead to a cascade of differences. And there was no way to know if those would be good changes or bad. But she didn’t get to answer the semi-rhetorical question because Slav walked in at that exact moment.

“So we’re in this reality,” he said, seeing the future Lance and Keith. He narrowed his eyes at them. “You haven’t told anyone anything, have you?”

“Nothing that wasn’t immediately obvious,” Keith answered, settling back against his mate.

“Ah. Right. I need to confirm things about you two before I can recalculate probabilities, but we should discuss this –” His owlish eyes narrowed again as he looked around the room. “- privately.”

~*~*~*~

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Pile Three: Red Healer Quartz

1. Soul Gift: What you came here to express and share with the world.

*We the Hathors: Deep love. Mother's milk. Birth is a portal.

*Break the Chain: Ancestral patterns. Healing. Rewriting the future.

*Get Wild

*Soul Song

You came here to express your wild side and give life to different yet beautiful creations. You came to break the chains of your family patterns and do something so totally different and wonderous that it will change your family dynamics for future generations. Whatever your soul sings about, that is whatever it is that calls to you and makes you happy, is what you are meant to express and share. You could very well be a parent but raise your children much differently than your parents raised you. You could be a natural born singer or song writer, giving life to new music that you will share with the world. Whatever the case may be you are meant to breathe new life into this world whether that is in a literal or metaphorical sense. The things you create will be wild and amazing, and sharing these things with the world will help to open the mind of the collective, challenging outdated views and replacing them with new, more flexible ideals. So dive into that wild side of yours and bring your amazing ideas to life!

2. Karmic Wound: What you came here to heal.

*Whale and Orca Elders: Share your song. Frequency of sound. Diving deep.

*Starseed: What lights you up?

*Nature

*Variance

In past lives you have followed the same kind of path as you are now, one where you are called to share your unique song with the world. The difference here is that within your past lives, you gave in to the pressures of society eventually, giving up on your soul dreams. In this life you are meant to heal that wound and push beyond, sharing your creations with the world without hesitation or fear of judgement. For you, being out in nature is the best way to ground and heal your energies. You could very well already have a favorite spot within nature that you like to retreat to when things get a little too hectic within your life. If you do not, you would be doing yourself a great justice by finding a happy, calm place within nature that resonates with you on a soul level. You could even have multiple places that bring you grounding energies, each one for different reasons. One place may bring you peace and calm, somewhere else may bring you a feeling of passion and inspiration, yet another place may bring you warm, friendly vibes connecting you with your soul family on a spiritual level. There are so many variants of how different locations within nature can heal you in different ways. The bottom line is that nature plays a major role in your healing process. Connect with the Earth and her elements as much as you can when you feel that your life is off-balance.

3. Life Lessons: What you came here to learn.

*The Void: Stop. Embrace winter. Great cosmic womb.

*Get Grounded: Empaths. Highly sensitives. Connect with Nature.

*Love

*Soul Name

You came here to learn how to embrace the seemingly slower times within life, the times when things are in the process of creation, but not yet ready to be birthed. You are learning patience with all things, but especially within yourself. The things that you bring to life take love and nurturing. And those things need time in order to cultivate properly. You are learning that love is the highest vibration that you can attune to and the most powerful fertilizer for your mental garden. The more love you use, the more potent and authentic your creations will be, attracting more abundance to you. You are learning to ground yourself within nature in order to harness and direct this warm, loving energy to all aspects of your life. You are also learning what things truly feel right for you. You could discover that a name that you were not given at birth suits you better, you could possibly be building a name brand of your own with your creations, or the names that you give your creations could play a big role. Whatever the case may be, you are learning the importance of naming things from the soul and how their meanings touch your life in significant ways.

4. Current Obstacle: The thing that's challenging you the most.

*Baby Steps: Action. Follow your intuition before it makes sense.

*Take a Break: A life's work, not a season. Get off the treadmill.

*Transmute

*You Are the Universe

A big obstacle for you is following that gut feeling without having any evidence that your actions will be fruitful. You sometimes feel like you need to see guaranteed results or you may not take the risk to go after something. But deep down you know that your inner voice is never wrong and always leads you the right way, even if the actions you take seem ridiculous or risky, things always work out for your best interest as long as you are following your true happiness. You are the Universe and the Universe is you, so as long as you support your dreams, the Universe will support you and help you to transmute your life into how you envision it to be. Another hurtle that is hard for you is learning when to take a break. You're naturally a very hard working person and perhaps you were taught that you need to work hard to achieve what you want in life. While focused passion is definitely helpful to success, "working hard" by running yourself ragged is not. Learn to listen to your body and take breaks when you need them. Recharge the batteries so that you can work at your full, attentive capacity rather than running on empty and chancing making mistakes or wearing yourself out to the point of burnout. This includes more than just physical work, it includes mental and spiritual as well. Do you get tired in the middle of the day for seemingly no reason? Do you have headaches that tend to hit you out of nowhere? Do you find yourself unable to focus on things that usually hold your interest quite well? These are all signs of mental fatigue and suggest that you need some serious relaxation and rest. Incorporate more self care routines into your week. Make the time to take care of you, you'll thank yourself later.

5. Soul Calling: What your soul is calling you toward.

*Cracked Open: Rock bottom. Surrender to the alchemy of life.

*The Great Gathering: It's all coming together. Intuitive hits. Soul tribe.

*Paradox

*Soul Family

What your soul is calling you towards is a paradox of sorts: Hitting rock bottom will actually lead to you rising higher than you ever have been before. Cutting off toxic relationships within your life or changing the boundaries around them to be more healthy, especially with your close friends and family will attract your true family. Your soul family. You are being pulled towards making the right connections with people and fixing the unhealthy ones as best you can. Set your boundaries. Your true family and friends will respect your decision and adhere to your personal rules. People who are not meant to journey with you at this time are the ones who will poke, prod, test, try to destroy, or even just blatantly ignore your boundaries. Boundary setting is a sure-fire way to weed out the toxic environments from your life. Revealing who may not be there for you when you were hopeful that they would be could feel like hitting rock bottom. But remember that just because those people do not have the capacity to support you and your dreams right now doesn't mean that nobody supports you. Your soul family will always have love and support for you and your dreams, no matter who you decide to be or what you decide to do. So don't be afraid to stand up for yourself and show your true colors.

6. Guidance Message from your Spiritual Team

*Sovereign of Coins

*You Deserve to be Seen: We each have a desire to be seen, heard, and known. These are natural desires that are crucial to our wellbeing and the embodiment of our true self. It is nothing to be ashamed of. Give yourself the gift of being seen, heard, and known by yourself and by others who appreciate you, allowing yourself to take up the space you need.

*Reconciliation

*Stay strong, be a guiding light. Ground yourself, be love.

You are meant to live a more than comfortable life with the abundance to do so coming from the creations you put out into the world. You and your work are meant to be well-known, seen and loved by many. Throughout this journey you will come across those who may throw some negativity your way, such as those who say "that will never work" or that your dreams are "unrealistic". The underlying message here is that these types of people are actually jealous of those who go after what they want because they themselves feel like they cannot do the same, they feel trapped in a certain way of life, like they can't do anything differently. So they take it out on others who broke free from this mentality that they are stuck in. Most of the time these snide comments come from somewhere deep like this and are the manifestation of these people's subconscious thoughts. So no matter who you come across on your journey, no matter what possible negativity they try to say to you, remain strong and respond in the energy of love. Be a guiding light to others with how you respond to negativity with happiness and love, not with more negativity. What someone says about you is generally a reflection of themselves, so the best thing you can do is wish these people peace and happiness and move on. Stay confident in who you are and remember that you and your creations deserve to be seen, known, and loved.

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