#*i dont have a brother i was pretending to be his little sister which he didnt have

[vaniliens]

Had a dream where I was talking to my older brother* to solve an issue he has by our pool & people kept beating me up and trying to drown me but my older brother just watches and keeps talking

[drdrizzey]

Late Halloween drawing!!

The good old Creepypastas from the mid 2017s are what basically got me into drawing and art in general. I quite literally started off just to make fanarts of them and boy, I made so much. I know some of those characters are outdated now but I don't want anyone to feel offended from me drawing them, that's really just a really nostalgic Fanart for me with the classic found family dynamic we loved!! Then later on I really got into those slenderverse ARGs and especially marble hornets and again, I filled sketchbooks just with marble hornets comics and fanarts so thats also something lmao

I had a hard time choosing who to draw here arggh

My inner child heals a bit more every time I draw any Slenderverse and Creepypasta character or even my old Creepypasta ocs

Also I want to add a disclaimer that I do not ship Creepypasta characters with anyone and that to me, they always acted all like siblings to each other! (Saying that because I know some people are really sensitive about ship art in this peculiar fandom and I agree that's a tricky one, but for me they've always just been a big silly family in their spooky manor, having fun)

Here's some dynamics I love and loved picturing them with :

- sally is the cute little sister that nobody can say no to and she KNOWS it, she WILL make everyone play dress up with pink ribbons and no one can do anything about it

- Jeff is a really good big brother to her and really tries his best for that

- Masky is 100% the tired big brother having to care for all of his annoying siblings. Since he's a proxy, Slenderman especially asked him to keep an eye on them and to quote, "give them what they ask for and not letting them break stuff or argue too much" which leads him quite often to having to drive to MacDonalds at 3am, because one of them whined for it. He also pretends he hates it but in reality he really cares about them. Also headcanon, this is some alternative version of Tim/Masky from marble hornets because we'll, obviously this is supposed to be Masky and somehow some people literally dont know where he comes from and just twinkifies him (which is a jumpscare to me because tim is literally amazing, hello?but a lot of people seemed to not know where he came from, well go watch marble hornets if you havent its awesome (i'm looking at yall tma and mouthwashing fans, you WILL love it too)

- my HC for Toby is that the guy has a lot going on but he's also not a kid, i like seeing him in his twenties or so. And he loves ranting about really random stuff just to annoy pretty much anyone and especially Masky because he doesn't complain much, and if he does then Toby will just find it even funnier and follow him around, explaining to him like...I don't know random stuff like describing his whole feed of cat videos or something or internet drama

(also that's not a mischaracterization of them as characters it's just my version of them in the way my little autistic brain in sixth grade pictured them, which means very non canon inaccurate)

Here's the fun reference I used :

[i-yap]

hi!! could you write for tim with a reader that just gets him. like they both understand each other, dont have to communicate (verbally at least) to know how the other is feeling. also, she works at damian’s school as an intern/assistant for an art teacher (and brings her pet to school every day. maybe it’s a more exotic animal that piques damian’s interest.). so her and damian are close before tim introduces them (which he really didnt want to do LMAO. he probably let it slip that he was dating someone and now all his brothers want to meet them) so now every time you’re at wayne manor damian barges into tims room to tell you to hang out with him instead. basically fluffy tim x reader with platonic damian. sorry this was a long ask… 😭💞

I love this ask so much!

Tim drake x y/n x platonic! damian

y/n has a gecko as a pet named fluffy ( ik gecko's arent fluffy)

you prolly brought fluffy as an optional muse for your students. And since you are an art teacher at such a prestigious school means you are an amazing artist so damian for sure has a lot of respect for you.

in a couple comics its mentioned that dami is a loner at school so a loner art kid who loves animals hits close to home for you. You guys start bonding really strongly and for once dami has an adult figure who isn't cold as ice or hates his guts ( at least pretend hate) . You become his Didi (I'm indian and I couldn't find the proper arabic term for older sister so I'm just using hindi term for older sister aka didi).

Now when Tim finally opens up about the whole batfamily and how he is like "adopted brother" sort of to Damian, and the whole dynamics between the batfam, you are a little worried. Tim probably has seen you interact with Dami and realized how close you guys are ( dami didn't stab you when you patted his head)

Tim wants to keep you away from the whole batfam , maybe he tells alfred but nothing beyond that. He says its for your safety and he doesn't want you involved in such dangerous vigilante work but it's also because he wants to keep you to himself and being an rich single child...he sucks at sharing .

But nothing remain hidden in a family of detectives and ofc everyone finds out that tim has a secret girlfriend .

Damian probably invited you over to the manor a couple times because you are one of his favorite persons and he wanted to show you his art work or his pets. Everytime you came over, Tim obviously acted like an idiot. Sneaky ( but not sneaky enough glances), innuendos, inside jokes and secretly pulling you away for a mini "tour " of the manor even though Dami insisted he has already shown you everything(non batman related). Maybe everyone found out you were dating when you guys got caught on one of your tours? Damian for sure chased Tim with one of his Katanas till you stepped in.

Damian also doesn't know how to share- rich single child

since the batfam already knew you so well, you were over much more but ofc tim expected it to be for him. He is the boyfriend , the love of your life so why is damian getting your attention huh? Why are you doing an art challenge with dami when there are other more fun "challenges" you could be doing with tim?? WHY ARE YOU WATCHING A DUMB ASS FILM WITH DAMI WHEN YOU SHOULD BE WATCHING DUMBASS FILM WITH TIM?

to be fair, tim does love watching the soft motherly-ish side of you( makes him wanna give you more kids that steal your attention from him) But babyboy wants his cuddles and how dare you deny him of that. you think you are being fair and you are really good at reading tim's feelings so you are able to tell when he needs you attention and therefore excuse yourself politely from damian.

But one day tim is just feeling extra needy and damian and you are in a middle of an activity. you give him a look saying you'll come to him as soon as this activity is over but tim has no patience that day so he just runs into the room, throws you over his shoulder and runs away to his room and locks it. He has installed strong wind blowing thingie so when dami tries chasing him, he just turns the wind blowing things and he cant come close to the door. It then becomes a whole ass hiest while the rest of the batfam just watches and eats popcorn. you obviously have to step in AGAIN.

So you divide up a schedule and ground rules, (steph helps you dw), both tim and dami complain but you just give them both a look and they accept their fate.

Tim likes how much closer you have gotten to his family and damian likes the idea that you guys could actually become sort of related once you marry tim. The rest of the batfam love you ofc but they also love that fact that tim and dami don't try to kill each other( at least not as much as before) because of you. so it all works out( sort of)

I havnt gone exactly by the request and Ive changed up some stuff, I hope that's okay.

[nshmuras]

annoying ~ lhs

sypnosis : you just moved and came to your brothers school and your known as a chatterbox. your a freshman and you ended up crushing on your brothers best friend, lee heeseung who is the strict student council and sadly ... he's a senior. and you can't date seniors can you?

features : sunghoon enha , chaewon lsfm , rei ive.

genre : best friends sister trope , yapper x listener , angst + fluff (some suggestiveness)

pair : college senior student council!hee x college freshman fem!reader

chapter(s) : ONE 2 3 4

To say heeseung was tired of being your brother’s friend was an understatement, he was sick of it.

All your brother did was boss him around all damn day and force him to babysit a chattering little girl; which, if you didn’t know, was you.

his temper wasn’t bad or anything, no. he was perfect at keeping himself in check and not letting little things tick him off.

But somehow when you came around and opened your big mouth while staring up at him with pretty eyes, he always had a hint of aggravation and something else hidden underneath that he just couldn’t put his finger on.

Thats why today, when he told you to be quiet and you obliged with a sad pout, he sighed.

The silence helped him think of course, but it wasn’t the damn silence.

it was you for fucks sake.

well.. you weren’t doing anything anymore but he couldn’t help but get annoyed just by staring at your pouty lips.

"You know what ... you can talk. i dont want to see you pout or whatever."

The words had left to quickly, but when he glanced at your big smile and the way you immediately turned into a yapping machine, something made him feel like that was worth it.

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the past few days after the incident went surprisingly well.

no stress, no signs of you, no signs of your brother.

Until one day that was ruined.

student council was kicking his ass more than usual, calling him for dumb things like someone vaping or a lost bookbag.

all the stress crashed down all on him in one day. leaving him a ball of angered nerves.

what was WAY worse was he had to walk you home today due to your brothers busy schedule with basketball, why did that idiot always have to leave you with him?

he had been listening to your story about something in class he couldn’t even pretend to care about and it was getting tiresome.

Clearly, you saw his face and spoke up. “Oppa? whats wrong with—“

but he immediately cut you off and yelled, his voice getting louder and harsher.

"Do you seriously not understand how much you're getting on my nerves? You can't seem to keep your mouth shut, it's like you're completely oblivious to how loud and irritating you are. You're just so.. so DAMN ANNOYING."

He paused and took a deep breath, trying to control his anger after lashing out.

he rubbed his temple and felt his veins popping under his skin, making everything around him spin.

suddenly, he heard sniffles, making him stiffen.

He whipped his head around and saw you crying. you were full on bawling, all cause of him.

before he could speak you rushed off down the street with your face covered in tears and a bit of snot, probably going the wrong direction if you didn’t think straight.

after all these years of being beside since you were little up until now, he promised your brother he wouldn’t upset you.

yet here he was, watching you rush off with tears.

Fuck… your brother was definitely gonna chew him out when he saw you.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Hank McCoy’s sibling

Hank McCoy x sibling!reader

warnings:

a/n: i started writing this fic months ago and when i was halfway done mobile glitched and deleted the whole draft so i gave up out of rage anyways. i dont think i liked how it turned out but idk!

prompt: anonymous: “Hellooo !! First of all i have to say that i love your fics !! Second of all , i wanted to request a headcanon , with being hank mccoy’s little sister?? I was thinking that she is a mutant and she has powers like Wanda. It would be really cool to see is with the other x men. Also her age to be around 14 when the first movie sets place ?( Sorry if i didn’t explain it well)”

being a mutant who had just discovered their powers was hard

what was even harder was that your brother hank had to take you in when it happened

hank understood what it felt like to be different, and luckily he had a good enough job to support you

“just sit here and do your homework. quietly” -hank, seating you in his office at work

“what makes you think i wont be quiet?” -you

“you blew up the toaster this morning” -hank

“it burnt my toast” -you

“listen, okay? no one can no we are what we are. just be calm. if you need help on your homework, let me know” -hank

you spent a lot of time at hank’s work, which led to you two immediately being exposed by charles xavier when he waltzed into your lives

“oh, dear, you’ve just experienced your mutation recently. you’re a powerful one, but you can’t control it well. we can help with that” -charles

he quickly realized it was a mistake to comment on yours and your brother’s…issues

“no! no, y/n, it’s too dangerous. you’re in middle school, you have homework. im not letting him turn you into a soldier” -hank

if you couldn’t tell by now, hank was a bit anxious about raising you

after all, your powers weren’t much alike, he didn’t know how to navigate this

“i need to learn how to control them, or else im gonna hurt someone” -you

you didn’t understand what it felt like to look different, but he didn’t understand what it felt like to fear yourself

“who’s the kid?” -alex

“that’s my sibling, y/n” -hank

“what’s your power?” -alex

“it’s kind of…uncontrollable. i can’t show you” -you

“i know how that feels” -alex

“you do?!” -you

when alex finally revealed his power, it made you excited to show your energy blasts

you managed to keep them mostly contained and alex gave you a huge high five

“stay away from him, y/n. he’s not a good influence” -hank

“but we have similar powers. im not alone!” -you

“doesn’t mean you need to be friends” -hank

the rest of the gang was super sweet to you, but you had to remind them you were young, not little

“you’re probably the strongest out of all of us, kiddo” -raven

sean liked to pretend like you were super scary and cower whenever you looked at him

“no please dont hurt me!!!” -sean, convincingly but sarcastically

you became everyone’s little sibling

“admit it, we’ve never been closer” -you

“yeah, you’re right” -hank

“and we aren’t so lonely” -you

“that’s also true” -hank

“so why are you acting so protective and jealous” -you

“im just used to it being us two” -hank

“yeah but now we aren’t struggling, we have all this space to move around and time to focus on important things. i can finally use my powers without getting scared!” -you

“are you still keeping up with your schoolwork?” -hank

“stop worrying so much, hank” -you

regardless of his protests, you still geared up to fight and it infuriated him

what infuriated you was that he was blue

“what. the hell. did you do?” -you

“im the adult here, why are you in that suit. y/n’s not going on this mission. and watch your language!” -hank

you nearly gave him a heart attack, but by the end of the fight he was proud of you. truly.

for a short time, the remainer of the team stayed together

alex and you trained together often

“hey! only i can bully hank” -you

“oh, you’re making rules now?” -alex

“i am the boss around here” -you

charles admired how far you’d come

and hank was honestly grateful he wasn’t raising you alone

you continued your schooling and just as you graduated, charles offered you a job teaching at the school for gifted youngsters

but it shortly closed after that, leaving you without much of a purpose

“hank, i think i need to go off on my own” -you

“it’s too dangerous, y/n. you’re much better off here” -hank

“you mean with you and charles? two of the most self-hating mutants i know? charles is injecting himself with medication to stop his powers. medication YOU made. how long until you make one for me so im not so ‘dangerous’ anymore” -you

“what could you possibly do out there?” -hank

“i already got a job as a teacher, hank. i’m off to go live my life. call me if you need me” -you

he did call you later, rambling about a mutant from the future preventing a war or something. just that you needed to come back

“y/n, good to see you” -logan

“do i know you?” -you

“apparently he knows all of us” -charles

“thats not weird” -you, sarcastically

it’d been a while since you’d seen any action, so it was a little refreshing doing something like breaking into the pentagon

“after this, maybe we could go out sometime” -peter

“get away from them!” -hank

“i got this hank—kid, i’m too old for you” -you

“you’re barely five years older than me” -peter

“you’re seventeen. go away.” -you

you and hank laughed about it later

really, it was weird seeing erik and raven again. even charles with his shit together. it was like old times

you just wished it could stick

you left before any more damage could be done to your personal life and gave hank a big hug

“be safe. don’t do anything stupid” -you

“hey, thats what i was gonna say” -hank

you went back to your life and soon got a call from charles

a job offer, the school was opening again

“come home, y/n. hank misses you” -charles

it took some convincing, but you came back

and maybe this time things would be different

you got your classes and were ready to start teaching a new generation of mutants the way you wished you were taught

(sorry i cut this short i ran out of ideas 😭)

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[dreamyblossommwrites]

I remember reading Bakugou x Tomuras little sister reader fanfic when I was younger and I just cant get this trope out of my head now :((((

! Tiny bitsy spoiler about the UA traitor !

!Fem reader!

Imagine your Tomuras younger sibling, taking care of Lovs buissnes from behind the scene. Making sure missions went right, helping your master with nomu production and and recruiting new members to the league. You liked your role. You liked your life. Even though it was full of blood and violence from an early age. Because you had your brother. And he had you. He could be cold and cruel around others, but whenever you were alone, he was the most caring older brother you could ever have. Whenever you had some free time, you watched movies together, played games, and talked... Like a normal family.

Everything changed when the main league team was formed and AFO decided to send you to UA. You were supposed to make sure the traitor you sent there didnt turn on you. Easy job, really.

That's what you thought.

Making friends at UA was easy. No wonder, since you've been practicing adapting your personality to a given person all your life. Considering what work you did outside of UA on a daily basis. There was only one- well, two issues that you had with the whole mission.

One, you practically don't see your brother now. In the morning until the afternoon you are at school and then you fulfill your duties in the league. There is no time to sit down and talk to the only family member you have.

And two, There's someone here who doesn't buy your kindness. At first, the blonde just glanced at you from his seat in the classroom. Your new friend - Mina - couldn't stop joking about how he probably liked you. Which only enraged him more.

But you knew it wasn't that kind of a glance.

And he knew you knew he was suspicious of you

His suspicion only worsened when the students learned that there was a traitor among them.

He started pairing up with you at every field training with heros. It didn't help with keeping an eye on Ayoama at all,but you have to play along.

Now, you were listening to instructions about public safety from one of the hero-teachers.

Even though there was no requirement to break into groups or pairs for this lesson, you could feel the boy staring at your back. You glanced back at him, then you looked back to the front. Taking two steps back to get closer to him, you whispered "If you keep looking at me like that, I'll seriously start to think you like me." Even though you stand with your back to him, you can imagine the angry look on his present on his face. "I wouldn't touch you with a stick" He barked back in a whisper. You could only quietly laugh at this comment knowing that the spiky-haired boy was only getting more annoyed. "Whats so fucking funny?" He asked. "Oh I dont know.... Meybe the fact you think I would let you get anywhere near me in the first place? I don't date hooligans" You covered your mouth with your hand to stop laughing. You feel him leaning over your ear.

"I don't date criminals."

Up until now you were just playing with him. You were you laughed in his face. But now? He has your full attention. You turned to him with your eyes wide open, shocked of how fast he worked out why youre here. You knew he would be the first one to find out, but you hoped he would take more time. You snorted under your breath. "Criminal? Where did this came from? It would be hard to get a girlfriend if you you assume the worst about everyone-"

"Cut the crap, woman. We both know youre not here for that......You're not here to be a hero either. But just so you know, If you try to do anything that in some way will make my way to becoming a pro longer, I will get you, and you will regret ever meeting me." He interrupted you and then looked back at the hero who was still speaking, pretending to listen. "We will see about that." You said, also looking at the hero.

This will be good.

Reblogs appreciated!!!

Pls dont flop😭

[eatmeandbirthmeagain]

Hello there^^

I saw that your requests are open so i wanted to give it a try. There are a lot of fics that show the reader and baldwin being in a relationship or it slowly developing into such. But i dont really see any fics containing what it was like before the romantic aspects ensued.

Which gave me idea of wanting a story about how the reader and baldwin met. I think it would be adorable to see how little reader and little baldwin got along with eachother platonically before realizing that they both love eachother in a different and more intimate way than they already do hehe.

Also, i wanted to say that i love your work. And i really appreciate the amazing people who make fanart, fanfics, and a lot of many other different content for this little fandom. Like you!

Thank you for blessing us with our daily bread and i hope you take care of yourself and have a great day!

♡ The Fireflies - King Baldwin x Reader ♡

♡ Fuff ♡

A/N: Hello Hana! This is such a cute request, thank you for your love and support 🫶. I hope this is what you had in mind! As always, this is based on the film Kingdom Of Heaven, not the real historical figures. Enjoy!

TW: Leprosy

Baldwin was nine when he was diagnosed with leprosy.

He was sixteen when he left for battle.

He was twenty when his disease got so severe he was required to wear a mask.

And of all people in his life, it was y/n who was by his side for every single moment. His best friend then wife.

She was outside the royal chambers as the physicians worked on him for the first time, poking and prodding his body with cold metal instruments to test if their fears were true.

She was the one who kissed his forehead before he left for battle.

She was the one who missed his smile the very most when it was replaced with a cold, iron mask.

They were both so young when their worst nightmare came true.

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It was early morning when the young boys played in the castle courtyard. Each of them only children.

Y/n sat off to the side in the grass with Sybila, watching the boys play.

The two girls made chains with wildflowers that stuck up out of the grass in abundance while the boys played with pretend swords and shields.

Unbeknownst to y/n, Baldwin watched her from a distance. She looked so pretty sitting there in the grass, her hair spilling around her shoulders, framing her face just right.

“OOOOH BALDWIN HAS A CRUSHHH!” one of the young boys taunted from behind him. “I DO NOT!” he yelled back, striking the boy with the wooden sword, using all his strength.

The boy hit back and in an attempt to block his attack, Baldwin's arm was sliced open with the sharpened wood of the sword. Blood trickled down his arm, hitting the ground in small beads. But he took no notice of this, striking the other boy in the head, knocking him to the ground.

It wasn't until a loud shriek from one of the other boys at the large gash on his arm that he noticed the blood. One of the boys ran off to alert an adult as Baldwin stared at his arm in disbelief.

Sybila ran to her brother and y/n followed to help him inside. Oddly enough, he did not feel any pain.

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When he was taken to the physicians, y/n waited with his sister anxiously, fearing the worst. It had been noted instantly that Baldwin had felt no pain from the wound and this sparked the attention of many.

Soon, the news spread around the castle about the boy's recent diagnosis.

Y/n was permitted from seeing him for the remainder of the day as the physicians worked to ensure that their fears were in fact correct. 

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By nightfall, y/n was fed up with waiting. She left her chambers and headed silently down the hall to his rooms.

When she eventually reached the large wooden doors, she knocked softly in a pattern that the two had decided would be their “secret code”, so they knew who was at the door.

“Come in” a small, broken voice called out.

Y/n entered to find the boy sitting on his bed, tears stained his cheeks and he looked very tired. “Blondie, are you okay? What's wrong?” she said with worry, her kind yet urgent voice calmed the young boy's heart just a little, as did the nickname she had given him a few years priour.

“I.. I don't know” he muttered as she sat down beside him. The girl wrapped an arm around his shoulder, pulling him close to her. “They haven't told me anything… y/n, am I dying?” he looked up at her, his blue eyes that usually sparkled, were filled with tears and fear.

“You're not dying, I'm sure you will be okay” she gave him a small smile. The boy shrugged and rested his head on his friend's shoulder.

Just then, the girl had an idea. “Hey, why don't you come to my chambers for the night? We could have a sleepover, it would be really fun!” she grinned cheerfully, standing from the bed and offering a hand for him to take. Baldwin's eyes lit up at the idea.

“Yeah that sounds fun!” his voice sounded less broken now. He wiped his eyes and stood up to follow his friend. Taking her hand, they walked as quietly as they could back to the girls chambers. 

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Once inside, they stripped all the covers off y/n’s bed, pushed two couches closer together and draped sheets over the top to create a small cave, just big enough for them to fit inside.

They decorated it with pillows and blankets to make a bed, and finally they were finished.

The two crawled inside and laid down next to each other, giggling at their work. “You were right, this is fun!” Baldwin said, turning to look at y/n with the crooked grin that she loved so much, plastered to his face.

“Yeah, I hope you feel better now” she replied with a smile. The boy nodded, taking a second to admire how pretty she was before speaking again.

“Hey, do you want to hear a scary story?” he said with a smirk. Y/n giggled and nodded, sitting up in preperation.

They stayed up late that night, sharing stories of witches and the undead, scaring each other and giggling at each other's terrified faces until they fell asleep during the early hours of the morning.

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Y/n was the first to wake.

Her eyes blinked open slowly and she stretched as her body came awake. She smiled as the memories from the night priour came back to her.

Turning onto her side, she saw her friend still sprawled out beside her, sleeping soundly.

Quietly as possible so as to not wake him, she crept out of their makeshift home to get dressed.

Once she was dressed for the day with her hair brushed, she crawled back into the fort to wake Baldwin. She shook his shoulder gently, “blondie, wake up! Its morning now!” she whispered, grinning when he shifted.

Baldwin groaned and opened his eyes, just enough too see her. “Y/n its too earlyyy” he whined, pulling the covers over his face.

“Come on sleepy head its time to get up!” the girl giggled, prodding his shoulder. Begrudgingly, the boy sat up as y/n pulled his arm to drag him out of the fort.

Once he was dressed as well, the two went to the dining room for breakfast.

The day proceeded as usal.

Baldwin carried on with his royal duties as prince, putting the diagnosis in the back of his mind. That was until night fell again and his fathers physicians came to his chambers to check on him.

As the cold, metal instruments poked at his arms and legs, he caught himself wishing that y/n was there to comfort him with a silly joke or a story.

When the men left his room, he finally allowed himself to cry.

He cried for a long time in the cold, dimly lit room.

Was he really going to die? A thousand questions flooded his mind. “Am I really going to die so young? Will I never get married or have children? Will I never get old enough to be king? What will-” a knock came from the wooden door, snapping him out of his thoughts.

But this was not just any knock, it was the secret code that y/n had come up with.

He wiped his tears quickly and called for her to come in. The girl hurried into the room, closing the door behind her.

“Blondie, come quick, you need to see this!” she sounded exited and was fully dressed in a warm looking cloke and day clothes, she also carried a candle stick with her .

The boy did not heasetate to get out of bed and put on his shoes to follow.

As quietly as they could, they crept down the hallway and outside to the castle courtyard.

“Y/n, slow down, where are we going?!” the boy called out too her.

“Just hurry, you dont want to miss this!” she replied, taking his hand to lead him.

Eventually, the two reached the small pond in the castle courtyard that the children were forbidden from going near.

“Y/n, we are not supposed to play by the water! My mother said its dangerous!” Baldwin whispered urgently.

“Stop being such a baby, look at this!” with that, the girl put licked her fingers and put out the candle, plunging the two into darkness.

Or what would have been darkness if it wasnt for the thousands of fireflies that swarmed the pond. The boy was lost for words.

“Theyre beautiful arent they?” y/n said softly, sitting down on the grass. “Yes.. they are wonderful” he replied, joining her on the grass.

The girl chuckled, “are you glad you trusted me now?” she said, moving closer too him.

A grin spread across Baldwin’s face, “yes, this is amazing” he replied, his eyes not leaving the pond and the hundreds of tiny glowing lights.

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The moment was beautiful and something the two of them would remember for years into the future.

In times of pain, one would often whisper to the other, “remeber the fireflies my love” and the memories would come back to defeat whatever agony plagued the two, as a symbol of their ever lasting love for eachother.

[persephone11110]

drifting apart || j.seresin

“I don’t know if this is something we can fix.” prompt credit: @allthingsmusings

seresin children oc’s: Rosie Seresin, JJ Seresin

t/w: jake tries to keep the girl, divorcing, part of the reason why bradley and jake hate eachother so much, seresin children, alot of hurt and no comfort, mention of rooster, ooc jake idk tbh

word count:1.8K

AN: I think we noticed of how much of Jake kick ive been on. Instead of my usual writing I decided to break both characters heart.

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*bolded slanted words means flashback*

Never in millions did Y/n Seresin believe there be a day when her and Jake Seresin marriage would falling apart. You no longer felt enough for Jake Seresin, you no longer felt the dire need to keep pretending that your marriage was alive.

You sat on the edge of the bed with a picture in one and with your wedding rings in the other.

The wedding picture,Jake standing behind you in his dress blues, wearing the biggest grin any person could humanly pull. His wedding rings in your hand, he must’ve known deep down that the love between them was going down the drain.

Jacob John Seresin I was not someone who gave up easily, he proved this throughout their twelve years of marriage. He did this when it came to asking Bradley to marrying his kid sister, he did this when it came to flying in the air-having the desperate need to come back to his family—the love of his life.

To see your husband rings on the nightstand only meant one thing, Jake Seresin was giving up—he was throwing the towel in.

He himself didn’t believe Y/n wasn’t worth fighting for.

You wish you could turn the clock back and go back to the times were there was love in the air. You wish you could pinpoint were the two of you fell out of love with eachother.

Did he stop loving her after JJ was born?

Was there ever another woman?

Hell you knew you were no Aphrodite, but you liked to think your husband loved your curves from carrying your two children. The way freckles graced your face—the c-section scar that was left after having JJ.

Maybe he didn’t.

Your twisting the wedding ring that once symbolized love and hope. Your nervous for Jake reaction which was understandable, the papers were hidden away in a kitchen drawer,the kids had been spending the night at Uncle Mav’s house.

You had the house alone to yourself, as Jake had spent the second night in a row at Javy house.

You looked at the closet as it no longer held any of your stuff, the kids room also lacked many of their things. You had already decided on 50-50, Jake keeps the house and she would downsize to a townhouse. They would split custody with the kids, you would keep your minivan, as Jake would barely be here because of deployment.

There’s no reason for this to be messy unless Jake made it that way. Unless he fought to you to the very end—leading them to go to court.

A couple months from now, Y/n would no longer be a Seresin. You would be Y/n Rose Bradshaw, the woman who’s husband left her. The woman who wasnn’t strong enough to hold her marriage together.

Your standing in the kitchen allowing the running hot water to burn your hands. As you dwell on the past without realizing Jake had finally came back from Javy house. He came back to an empty house, the kids were gone—you were almost gone.

“Seresin” The blonde man smiles at you, a toothpick is sticking out the side of his mouth.

“Likewise, the name Y/n”. You tipped your beer at him.

Dimples appear on both corners of his mouth.“Whats an civilian like you doing here, Y/n?”. His toothpick is discarded on a napkin.

“Well Seresin if it concerns you so much I’m here with my brother who just so happens to be a naval aviator”. You blink your eyes, not wanting to be caught rolling your eyes at him.

“Seresin why are you harassing my little sister?” Bradley appears, dragging his eyes between the both of them, his lips curl into a small smirk,“I’m leaving you two kids alone, but I’m telling you Seresin dont piss her off, that right hook has done damage”.

“Y/n Bradshaw”.

“Jacob Seresin”. He drawls at you, his sweet southern accent making your stomach twist into pieces.

“Y/n” his voice is loud, he gently pulling you away from the sink. You could barley make out his words but you did hear the water cut off.“What wrong sweetheart?”, his voice is so concerned—an emotion you missed hearing in his voice.You missed him so much.

He grabs your hands,“Come on talk to me”.

“Its fine Jake” you gently pull your red raw looking hands from his giant gentle ones. “You must be hungry Jake”. You pull away from him walking to the microwave and pressing the numbers, to reheat his dinner. “How was Javy’s?”.

Nice going Y/n the man may not be in love with you anymore but he knows you and your tells.

“Red, whats wrong?” he sighed, staring you down like your one of the kids hoping to make you confess." His big green eyes staring into yours, the same green eyes that made you fall in love with him. This is the last time you’ll see them, this is the last time you’ll both be in the same house, in the same room together.

“I’m tired Jake, I’ve had a pretty long day”. You licked your lips their suddenly dry.“Tell me about Javy’s”. You hands him a saran wrapped dinner plate.

“Weres Rosie and JJ?”Jake asks you, tugging you into a chair before sitting down.

“Their spending the night at Uncle Mav’s, they’ve been dying to be in that damn hangar with him”.

You could tell he’s itching to really ask you whats going on but he doesn’t. Jake takes a mouthful of food first before eyeing you again. “Thank you Red”.

He taking a sip of beer before he’s back to eyeing you again with suspicion.“Baby your scaring me”. Your fidgeting with your hands unable to contain yourself much longer, you let go of Jake’s hand and stand up.

You looked up the ceiling praying to god that shit doesn’t hit the fan the moment you turn back around to him.

You grab the papers from out of the drawer.

“Whats that Y/n?”. Jake asks a level of fear rumbling in around inside of his stomach.

You don't answer him at first, you could feel his eyes boring into yours as you hand the papers to him.“Jake their papers”.

Jake’s jaw clenches as his hands smooths over them

It had taken forever for you to accept the end of your marriage, standing in the shower crying so the kids don’t hear you. Laying in a bed with one side made, asking yourself what happened, hearing knocks at the door thinking it was the day you get Jake’s belongings.

Sitting next to your lawyer with a quivering hand holding a tissue for your wet face and runny nose.

Jake Seresin doesn’t easily get scared, he’s seen death happen in front of his very own eyes—almost losing the love of his life and his son. To begging death to give him a second chance, being the man that majority of the navy hates.

You standing there with a pen in one hand your wedding rings in the other did.

“Fucking talk to me Y/n”. Jake might aswell get on his knees and beg, that just what his tone sounded like.

“I want a divorce Jake”.

Jake heart is slowing down, hating the way how certain your voice sounded. How you given up on him,on the marriage already.

“Are you fucking kidding me Y/n ?”, his voice is rough, his arms crossed onto the table.“You can’t just hand me papers and expect me to sign them without hesitation”.

“Yes I can Jake, everynight since your last deployment Ive wondered if theres a point to this—to us”.

His jaw clenched,the anger in him rising ,“You can’t use my job aganist me Y/n you knew what the navy needed from me the second we met”.

“You’ve been spending nights at Javy, you left your ring on the nighstand”. Your voice is heavy with emotion, your casting a gaze at him.

“Because of that, Y/n we have kids together, there’s other ways to fix our marriage”. Anxiety is bubbling inside of him.“Tell me why”. He goes with unable to pull any words together.

You snort at that,“Jake your gone for months at a time, your aren’t here to be with kids and when you are here, you don’t want to be”. Your voice breaks,“Just let me go please”.

He was losing you and for the first time in awhile Jake didn’t have a solution to his problem. He couldn’t drink his problems away, he couldn’t pull maneuver out of his ass to save his life. Jake Seresin has to sit here and lose his wife to his own selfishness.

“Red I’m in love with you, I can’t just let you go”. You blink with confusion, and it breaks Jake heart watching his wife underestimating the love he had for you.

Jake chair flys back onto the ground he’s on his knees with his head in your lap crying,“ Give me a chance please darlin-let make it up to you”.

“You can’t fix whats broken Jake, you can’t undo years of pain in a night”. You could feel his tears through your silk pajama pants, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“I’m sorry Y/n”. He grabs your hand and holds it with a firm grip.

For a second you think about taking him back—ripping up the papers and throwing them away but you can’t. You pull his face out of your lap and sigh—you prayed for this day to never happen but it did. You leaned back—grabbing the papers and the pen.

Your letting go for him.

“Just sign em Jake”.

Your starting the process of going back to becoming Y/n Bradshaw.

[badendinggamer]

Random sprunki lore headcanons I have except it's mainly just jevin and black cause I have favorites so what-

- Jevin is 58 years old (surprise) and is the middle child with 2 sisters, Aurora(eldest) and Gwendolyn

- he was pretty much born into the cult, his father (Valerius Lunaire), was the cult leader along with his wife (Aurelia) who they basically co-op in terms of ownership

- of course there parenting was shit, no doudt. He mainly spent his time as a child learning preaches about there god and ifk other cult stuff

- the Cult doesn't really socialize like a normal sprunki society would as they have very strict social norms. But the main points is that they don't have form of relationship outside of the cult unless if there intent is to indoctrinate them

- when they got older his sisters were went to a different location than him to start up and run there cult and spread there beliefs. Jevin got sent to the main sprunki twon (i don't have a name yet) where the main cast is as his instructions were to just ....indoctrinate and start a cult and nothing else.

- unfortunately jevin has very little knowledge on how a Normal sprunki society function so he was quickly outlasted as he was not subtle about his intentions being there-

- sky was one of his first attempts cause of course he was. Tho partially why is because sky's father was once a part of Jevin's cult and worked with Jev's dad before he realized how bad it was and left the cult and eventually started a family. ....so you know kinda created a target

- of course Jevin being Jevin he eventually caught the eye of the sherif Tunner but for all the wrong reasons (we aren't to the gay part yet) and mainly keeps an eye on him ....and jevin still keeps screwing around like a cultic idiot

-ok let's move on to our other guy Black who is like 60 and some how has mom's with a younger brother( Polo, a scorpion)

-uhhh to sum it up, normal sprunki moth mother(Riley) .....monstrous praying Mantis probably-not-a-sprunki mother(Miss Noir ) . . . Truly an interesting love story

- so I don't remember where I got this idea from but black works as an independent detective, who is pretty much rivaling tunner in terms of jobs

- tbh he was kinda cursed thanks to his mother as most of the time bad stuff happens when he's around (it's like walking past a black cat....except it's a black centipede) and often gets blamed for it (but unlike his future son corvus he doesn't care)

-really bad smoking habit (inherited from his mother Riley)

- anyways here's kinda meets jevin while he's being stupid at a bar (not drunk) tho i guess jevin is kinda throwing a tantrum as he's preaching stuff about his god being right and the sun is a liar (that's a whole other lore piece all get into later but basically the main religion for sprunkis has Mr.Sun basically be god-) and pretty much causing a scene

- to save his ass Balck pretends to know the guy and basically drags an Upset Jevin out. Which kind makes jevin mad at first

- i completly forgot to mention how jevin has been in town for like 2 weeks now and has been sleeping on benches cause he doesnt know you have to buy homes (reminder, this guy is 58...well technically at this point he's probably like a few years younger tbh but still)

-idk how there conversation goes just yet but I just know black offers him money that jevin has absolutely no idea what to do with (someone give this guy an education please)

-dont ask how much black makes cause that was enough for jevin to buy himself an old creepy "chruch" like building to make both his main cultist area and home which i guess starts to bring in some people and let's jevin starts his newly cult leader stuff

- the next time they meet is like about a month after where jevin gets introuble again this time by Mr.Sun cause what do you know, trying to empose your cultist ideas on people isn't good. (This is the reason why in present time he is pretty quiet) where the conversation goes

Jevin: i got in trouble

Black: Ya kinda had it coming

Jevin: Fuck you

Black: have you eaten anything? You look unhealthy thin

Jevin: yeah I've been eating the diet my cult told me cause I clearly don't have a life outside of my cult.

Black: . . . . Instead of being concerned for why you haven't left this cult, I'm gonna take you out to dinner.

Jevin: ok fine but this isn't a date

Black: Agreed

Anyways random things idk how to fit in here

-so there god is Crecendo (totally not inspired by gametoons totally. Tho he does have a different design and color ok)

Long story short the sun kinda took his powers away cause he was a damn tyrant (and totally doesn't look like the devil) but he gained a cult following where his whole deal is that he was right and the sun's a bi-

- jevin does gain a crush on Tunner but his parents don't agree cause again, no relationships outside of the cult, they also didn't like tunner since his family helped sky's dad leave the cult (bad family history i guess)

- they only approves of black while it may not be there god he has some godly like status from his mother Noir. (Also cause he basically helped boost up the cult)

- sky is most definitely weary of jevin, he does like him to an extent but his family warns him of jevin and his intentions.

-both jevin and black use to have there hair in curls (black in a ponytail and jevin keeping it in a bun under his hood cause the cult was that strict) but after meeting each other they decided to get them into braids/locks

- Jevin is technically a good guy but he's not exactly a good person (very morally gray) and of courses choices the toxic option (Black) over the healthy option (Tunner)

- ok black isn't that bad, he isn't much of a villain just yet and even then it's mostly misunderstandings. But compared to tunner he is basically a demon (even tho jevin is the demon in the situation)

-bonus(next gen au edition): they may love there Sons but they will unfortunately repeat many of the mistakes there parents have made (also Jevin is a bit of a dead beat to Jane so idk what you'd expect)

[xoxiu]

twinkle - ot7 x reader

chapter 01 table of contents masterlist

summary: she had just wanted attention, that’s why she kept texting the strange number, updating him on everything in her life. little did she know how dangerous this relationship actually was. it had been jimin’s idea to kidnap the girl, but the ability to travel across the world to actually do it had been all hoseok’s doing. convenient how some things work, right? they knew that they were destined to have their baby with them, whether she wanted it or not.

tags/warnings: kidnapping, forced age regression, spanking, noncon, mafia au, drug use, stockholm syndrome, caregiver!bts, little!reader, nonsexual, diapers, panic attacks, fluff and angst, sickfic, referenced child abuse, unrequited love

a/n: i wrote this fic in 2018 on ao3 and wattpad, but im putting it here for archival reasons ♡

They had used a burner phone to talk to the girl, not wanting to risk her tracing the number back to one of them. It had been Jungkook's idea; he found the girl's Instagram page, where she frequently posted pictures of herself, her dogs, and her friends. A quick DM and an hour later, Jungkook got her phone number and the two were texting daily.

He found out so much about the girl: her name was Ophelia, she lived in a small town in America, her dogs were named Gengi and Jingob, she had a younger brother named Henry and a 6-month-old sister named Rose, her father was Korean and her mother was Israeli. She had naturally dark, curly hair, but she frequently bleached and straightened it (right now it was an adorable baby pink). When she was born, her mother wasn't together with her father, so she was named Ophelia Felicite Potter, but her father forced her mother to change her name to Ophelia Lynn Park once they had officially started dating three months later. Henry, her little brother, was in Junior High, and Ophelia always drove him to school, since their town was so small that their Middle School, High School, and Community College were all in one building. 

Eventually, the rest of the boys began talking to her. All seven of them were pretending to be one person, a 19-year-old named Ian. Of course, Ophelia believed everything 'Ian' said. She had told them that she never had a boyfriend before, and absolutely loved the attention she was receiving for the first time. Even though she was still young, naive, and too trusting, she was still smart- both academically and morally. Whenever 'Ian' asked for nudes, she refused, which both pissed off and pleased the boys.

It was important that Ophelia never found out who they truly were. At least, not yet. The boys were heirs of one of the biggest mafia rings in South Korea, and they all knew that if the girl found out, the fake number would be blocked immediately. Even though the seven of them weren't important members in the business- their fathers and older brothers were more active than them, they were more of the poster kids- they were still expected to keep certain things private in order to keep them safe and their fathers in power. 

They decided that Ophelia would be one of the things they kept private.

'i have a surprise for you in an hour!! :D'

God, the kid was so cute. Seokjin looked down at the phone as the text alert caused the coffee table to gently vibrate. He smiled as he sent his reply.

'Why can't I have the surprise now?'

A moment later Ophelia's reply pinged.

'i'm in class right now and im fairly certain you dont want calculus as your surprise'

'Alright, I'll wait. Do your schoolwork.'

'dont tell me what to do love u xxx'

Seokjin smiled again and put the phone in his pocket. It was currently three in the morning in Seoul, so two in the afternoon Ophelia's time. She gets out of school at 2:25, so it wouldn't be long before Jin received the 'surprise' Ophelia was talking about. 

Jin idly played on his own phone, waiting for another text from the girl, when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned his head towards the noise to find Namjoon approaching him.

"Hyung, what are you doing up?" Namjoon asked, voice deep and rough with sleep. In the back of his mind, he knew he was texting Ophelia, but if something important had happened he wanted to know. 

"Ophelia's getting out of school soon and she has a surprise for us." Namjoon hummed in response. He never was as obsessed with Ophelia as the other boys, but he had talked to her quite a few times. 

Jin grabbed Namjoon's hand and guided him to lay on the couch with him. Namjoon immediately curled into his boyfriend, breathing in the lingering scent of his cologne. One of Jin's hands began stroking the younger's hair while the other continued aimlessly scrolling through his emails. 

Namjoon quickly fell asleep again, and the burner phone pinged soon after that. Jin carefully took the phone out of his back pocket, trying not to wake his sleeping beauty, and became excited as he saw Ophelia had sent a picture message. He quickly opened the messaging app and cooed at what the girl had sent. 

She had sent a mirror picture of her in a dress. The dress was a flowing red ball gown with gold accents on the waist. Ophelia looked absolutely beautiful in it, and Jin quickly saved the picture to send to his real phone. 

'prom is in a month and i really wish i could go with you. what do you think of this dress? someone told me this shade of red suits me but idk'

Prom. Ophelia would be going to prom with someone other than Jin or one of the other boys. While one of them taking her was unrealistic and impossible, it still pained him to think that it wouldn't be him. 

'You look stunning. I wish I could see it in person.'

'<;3 :)'

Jin put the phone back on the table, smiled, and closed his eyes. He was absolutely whipped.

Once the rest of the boys woke up, the dress was the main discussion at breakfast.

"I think she looks adorable in it," Taehyung said, "Just look at her face in the picture- it's obvious she's in love with it, too."

"But its too mature for her! It shows off too much!" Jimin said, his voice distressed. 

"Jimin, she's not our baby yet. Once we have her then you can decide what is and isn't too big for her," said Namjoon. 

For the past month, they had been preparing a plan to bring Ophelia to Korea with them. They wanted her to be their Little, and them be her Daddies. Some of them were more excited than others (Jin and Jimin were both ecstatic about this), but all of them had warmed up to the idea. Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung had gone crazy over putting together a nursery and clothes shopping. It had been easy to find childlike clothes in Ophelia's size, including a car seat, since Ophelia was rather small for her age. 

They had decided what they would be called almost as soon as they got the idea of Ophelia being a Little. Namjoon and Jin would be the main caregivers, with Namjoon being Appa and Jin being Eomma. Yoongi and Jimin would also be her caretakers, Yoongi being Daddy and Jimin being Mommy. Hoseok, Taehyung, and Jungkook would be less of caretakers and more of playmates, but they still wanted to spend time with Ophelia. 

Luckily, they had a business meeting in America in two weeks, which would be relatively close to where Ophelia lives (thanks to careful mapping done by Jungkook), so they could take her and bring her home with them with ease. The boys knew Ophelia would have a much better life with them.

[clay-pidgeon]

What is mayberry's. deal

Cracks knuckles. mayberry sweetsunn was born as the second (or third, if you want to get technical) (dont ask me about that im not explaining it) child to the sweetsunns, a somewhat affluent family circa 50. which means around 50 years ago. i have a calendar system. said family generally ignored her--her brother and sister were always the gogetters, and mayberry, being...strange from the beginning, was not a child her parents quite wanted to acknowledge . she didnt like this

the next step to this is obvi patricide. a certain mysterious force that is not pretending to me Anyones father convinced mayberry that she would be NOTICED and acknolwedged and people would see her and her name and face would dot the streets of the big cities shes never visited even though she could, if only she just--gave up a little. it wont hurt! and it didnt! but her father is now dead and her small town is small enough for everyone to know and her mother is in her room now and her siblings look at her and say "maybie, why?" and she doesnt have an answer

so...she keeps going. once youve staked the plot you might as well just dig your own grave. god-or-whoever is strong and hey, theres those ads, and hey, heres an affair with someone sharp tongued and pretty, and heres a messy breakup that puts your name even farther, and your brother has married the girl you loved and your sister starts dating the person shes always giggled at and you marry a man and youre the worst stepmother ever and your brother gets a divorce

slowly the public influence grows boring. you could probably topple a life over if you tried, and you do, its really very easy. maybe you could control one. Theres the force again ! it tells her, murky and rottinf, that you could have even more control. so she finds somevulnerable people--government-funded scientists among them, HI WAINWRIGHT PARK--and tells them nice things and were all warm bodies death calls for in the end, so what does it MATTER if you give something up now if yoy give it all up at some point? This is a thing normal people who are not manipulating you say

Anyways breaking from the weird poetic part of that i rambled into she gets in gingers dreams #lies like a #femalemanipulator and she ends up possessing ginger for a month. Which gives him zero problems 👍 And is framed in a really normal and comfortable way 👍 He is so normal about his own free will much like everyone in this story

tl;dr shes the Cycle Of Autonomy Violations Character in the Cycle Of Autonomy Violations story

[marigoldbaker]

I dont know your girls, but tell us 17. how do they celebrate their birthday?

HI THANKS !!! <33

marigold keeps trying to con people out of remembering that it’s her birthday because she can’t handle positive attention despite craving it constantly and she doesn’t want people to go out of their way for her despite also craving that constantly. so she will be that girl going “oh i don’t want a celebration!!!!! it’s fine!!!!” when she actually kinda does lowkey but has 87 psychological problems. her mom and sisters have danced this dance for 12 years though so they very patiently ignore her when she does this and just put on a really cute and small party (family only, plus jaheira’s kids every so often) with an exorbitant amount of really silly gifts. sofie’s gifts are always new drafts of magic recipes inspired by marigold and they always make marigold extremely emotional.

evie uhhhhh . Oh man. does she even know when her birthday is? her mind is kinda soup by the time canon happens. i think when she finds it out again she’s probably supremely indifferent and astarion is like GODS i have to do EVERYTHING around here and figures out a way to throw her an extremely extravagant party on ye olde brother’s credit card. she does in fact ditch this party with him to sit on the roof and throw hunks of birthday cake at all the fancy guests he invited. ideal times for evie

birthdays are a little hard on roslin with her family in another city, so the actual date she was born is a family only secret bc she gets a little twitchy if customers start wishing her a happy birthday. the bakery ladies put on a much more lowkey version of the marigold party (the nice wine is brought out and everyone makes something fun for dinner) and everyone gives ros a single present that she probably cries over for like 10 minutes. very sweet.

lenora’s birthday is some sort of deranged affair because when she was 9 and moved to live with thea she refused to admit she had a birthday, so thea had to use all of her governmental connections to figure out norie’s birthday and subsequently figure out how to sneak attack norie with a celebration. her version of a sneak attack was probs just a surprise cake but she explained the concept to ros and mari and they got. Overzealous. so every year the bakery ladies act like they’ve forgotten norie’s birthday, they don’t remember norie’s birthday, and then WHAM someone dumps an industrial tub of confetti on lenora while she’s trying to go into the kitchen (which marigold has used illusory magic to turn into a giant ballroom full of presents.) norie LOVES THIS bc she gets to complain and moan and pretends she hates it and also she gets presents and the attention of her sisters. Wins across the board.

thea wasn’t planning to mention her birthday to anyone, but her daughters asked jaheira about it. jaheira actually already knew when it was, which thea did NOT know about because jaheira has never gotten her anything for her birthday and paired it with an actual verbal “happy birthday,” so when every other year or two jaheira would randomly give her a new weapon or some rare ingredients on her birthday & then immediately leave, she’d just be like. Does she know??? no she can’t. But does she????

the girls like surprising thea but ros and mari have zero subtlety. norie COULD pull off a surprise but really doesn’t care enough to try bc she knows thea is expecting it every year. they like to take thea for a picnic by the chionthar with a bunch of her favorite pastries (that she taught them to make) and goof around and talk about all the fun stuff they got up to over the last year. all of thea’s presents are always handmade (mari usually makes her a long term preservable snack that is both magical and delicious, norie embroiders her something, ros also embroiders her something which is a real labor of love because ros fucking hates embroidery and is very bad at it).

[demonic-charcuterie]

The Trancy Triples as older brothers with a human girl.

(Pretend Hannah’s you! Not proof read)

You were the young master’s cousin coming from the city when you first meet them. They we assigned to follow and assist you as you made your way about the manor. Alois is was loud selfish boy and hard to live with and you found comfort and their presence. Even more when Alois was having one of his fits and you stood in the corner with them and even joined in on the whispering the much enjoyed.

Claude stared at you through his lashes and you shiver and quickly turned around and walked away from them. You had come down from breakfast when you said blood on the floor and a Miss Hannah missing an eye. You rushed down and as one of the boys picked her off the floor and the others cleaned the floor. You brushed her hair away and ripped small piece of your skirt and wrapped it around her eyes.

“Oh dear cousin! Have you come down for breakfast?” Alois asked while Claude cleaned his to fingers. You looked as the red blood staining on your make shift eye patch and sigh. “I’m not hungry”

After that you did your best to avoid Alois and Claude by all means. The boys started bring dinner to your room and even staying in there while you ate. That turned into playing games while gossiping about Claude. The did your hair and you let them play with your makeup while using you as a canvas. She laughed on the bed together and Alois hated it.

One day you were in the garden when you saw the boys picking flowers for Alois’s latest waste of time, a butterfly. “What hideous flowers” you said coming up behind them. “Roses, so overused. No special value anymore” you said. She turned around the garden and clapped your hands together. You came back with Marigolds and placed them and the triplets hair. “Much better. For my favorite brothers.” She said while their arms formed a protective shield around you. “My big brothers.” You said. Their little sister, their harmless innocent little sister.

Suddenly their eyes glowed pink. No one while ever touch their perfect loving little sister. They’d loose hands to touch them with.

You stood and they did with you before lifting their arms and letting you out. The boys nodded to each other before turning to you. “Goodbye little sister.” They said as you waved. “Bye big brothers!”

After that everything changed. You started finding gifts all over your room. You started acting like the triplets two.

“The master clearly mental.” Said timber

“Why does he insist we speak up.” Saids Canterbury

“It’s foolish.” Saids Thompson

“Utterly ridiculous” she said

So in sync.

You started matching your dress with their brown and black vests. You put plum purple ribbons in your hair to match them. Alois didn’t like that more.

He threw to the floor and she screamed. “I’m your family! Not those useless three.” You cried for hours on the floor just like that while the boys stood in the corner their hands in fists

That..BRAT. THEIR FUCKING LITTLE SIDTER?! THEY OUTTA KILL HIM AND GIVE YOU HIS HEAD AS A GIFT!

They carried you of to your room and started to back your bags.

“Brother what are you doing?” You whispered into the night as Timber dug through your closet for some reasonable clothes. “We’re talking you away. We’ll all live together. No more of this” He said and he siloed her feet into steel toed boots.

You smiled. “A cottage in the woods. With a garden.” You said smiled and the smiled back. “What ever are little sister wants. She’s two cute to refuse.” They said. Thompson cracked open the window when I knock sounded at the door. It was Hannah.

“Where are you four doing?”

“We’re leaving.” Said Canterbury

“We are not contractually obligated to by here and our sister needs to leave.”

“She’s not your sister Canter. She’s a human.”

She boys glared at Hannah with sighs disgust which was shocking considering how much love they showed to her.

“ yn your cousin loves you. Dont waste that.”

She shook her hand. “Don’t lie Hannah. He only loves himself.”

Hannah scoffed and turned out the door. Timber lifted you up in his arms and you all ran into the cold bitter night. But it was warm and sweet for your beloved brothers were there to hold you.

“Thank you brothers.”

“Anything for you our little Marigold. There’s not line i would not cross” said Timber.

“No sea I wouldn’t swim.” Said Thompson

“Not a single land I wouldn’t conquer.” Said Canterbury

“For our little Goldie.” The said In unison.

(I hope you liked this story!)

[lungfishpoem]

Okay absolutely nonsense oc bullshit go

Tw: brother abuse, uh trauma I guess. Also a bit of body horror ish gore ish on the last bits of the text

We have technically two stages of post-Evan Pierre. One is a with-clock and the other one is without-clock. Why? Because uh he completely lost notion of time and listen it's a bunch of nonsense pretty much but he cannot do shit without staring at a clock for hours because he has no notion of time or memory without one. Without-clock Pierre is a void of a person. He doesn’t remember Evan to the point where he accidentally calls him "my sister" (no, nothing transgender here it's just his memory being fucked. Ps you dont want Evan as a transgender icon). The only things he knows in this state is whoever is his doctor (he counts time with doctor visits), flowers he had in his garden, his mother (who he writes letters to) and an angel he believes to be his only friend (any coincidences with irl me are on purpose and SHUT UP!!!) . He is stuck in an almost motionless state, reactionless and overall blank state of emotions n shit like he is just like this all the time 😐. Then his doctors decided to give him a clock (!!!) and ever since then he slowly starts regaining sense of time and starts to try and do things with a strict routine which helps him recover slowly. Then he starts remembering shit (according to him his angel tells him about it all). And oh boy doesn't he HATE Evan. He however is constantly in the AGONY of seeing himself being similar to his brother. The way he smiles, the way he talks and tries to coerce people into doing what he wants. Every time he realizes that he wants to kill himself essentially. He smiles more, though not completely genuine. He is a bit more obvious with his clock and angel obsessions too. Staring at the floor becomes staring at the time and counting seconds until the time hits a chore time (like eating food time). Anyways I'm bad at explaining stuff I'm better at writing the fuckers. But I won't write so soon so whatever. Oh isn't Pierre DELIGHTED to meet Ian when he discovers that Ian dated Evan. Like oohh is it my brothers fault youre here too? :) :) isnt that funnney :) :) anyways want to date ME I pinky promise to be awesome differently from my horrid brother (he isnt awesome he is also a horrible bf but dont tell him that otherwise he'll go mad because he was once again haunted by how similar he is to Evan)

If you want to know WHY he hates Evan so much it's essentially because Evan hurt him in MANY ways and managed to always SOMEHOW put the blame on Pierre himself. Also Pierre because of this constant abuse got so traumatized that he developed whatever is wrong with him and then Evan proceeded to prohibit Pierre to visit their mother (who he loved very much) because "it would be bad for her health to see you in this state". So Pierre can only talk to her via letters in which he pretends to be OK. I'm still deciding if Evan ever tried one of his little Playing God art experiments on Pierre but chances are that yes. But since Pierre is alive it means he managed to escape or make Evan stop whatever he was doing. (Context: Evan likes stealing bodies to sew and mold them into more beautiful creatures in his taste. Trying to see if he can invent something completely new and consider himself better than God Itself. Something super corny like that).

(These ocs are overall speaking very corny over the top bullshit. Dont get me started on Ian.)

[yourbigendergremlet]

Here is a bunch of rambles ive vollected over a few months instead of posting them in seperate posts

Feeling dysphoric about my face not being masculine, putting my hair down because it makes me feel masculine, i hate hair in my face, all my headbands to hold my hair back have bows on it, rip off the bows, wear is like a sweatband

Manly ✨

Even if i was ever gonna come out to my family as bigender, they wouldn't just say it is terrible, they would just tell me that im making no sense because i am still female, a part of me is still that, but they just wouldn't get that a part of me is also male, they would just say it was a tomboy. If they continue to misgender me, they aren't exactly wrong because i am still female so calling me she/her is still not wrong so i cant get that angry about it

Feeling dysphoria? I just made a new album in my gallery and copied any images that made me feel like a guy into there and named it "i am a big strong beautiful manly man"

Felt like a guy today but went to church and was gonna sit in the mens side but then felt extremely uncomfortable so i went to the women's side but i also felt uncomfortable with myself there and aaaagh

Me making braclets with my pride flags but my family dont know that thy are pride flags because they dont know the bigender and genderfluid flags 😎

Complaining to my little brother about our mum not letting me buy men's clothes and freely shopping in the men's section with him because he has not yet been tainted by our parents and older sister's views and feeling amazing even though he still knows nothing about lgbt stuffs

Me thinking of a plan to ask my little brother what his views on the lgtvs are but descreetly so that if he doesnt like it he wont tell mother 0.0

Conversation switches to "lgbt people bad", me goes completely silent 0.0 me: "haha yeah thats weird..." when talked directly to desperately trying to switch topic while not outing myself

My sister wants to try new nail polish but already has some on so asks my little brother to do it on him, parents being like "nooo he's a boyyyy" and my sister being like "yeah guys wear nail polish now tho but he still isnt gonna be able to be a girl" and me being there like "yeah, he can put on nail polish" and internally screaming that guys can be girls if they are aaaa

Hahaha internalised transphobia :D for a while there

Me: am i actually genderfluid or am i actually bigender? Am i faking it? Am i pretending to relate to genderfluid and ftm trans people? Am i only just female and male or am i non binary also a bit??? Am i duel weilding my genders or am i fluctuating between them right now i have no clue??????? Is that why im feeling like thisssss???

Me going out somewhere, analysing how guys walk and act differently to girls and taking mental notes

Walking two steps like how people say guys walk and feeling absolutely on top of the world before going back to normal

Hoping im being subtle in trying to lower my voice so my family dont question it (and horribly failing at being subtle why is lowering your voice a bit so hard??)

Tumblr recomending me a suspicious amount of transgender posts before i had started properly questioning my gender or even thought about it

If i was a AMAB, being bigender would be so much easier becuase it's easier to just wear a skirt or dress and look distinctly feminine and then wear other stuff and look distinctly masculine but as a AFAB when you wear male clothes you still look female but who just bought something from the male section instead of looking like a guy

My mum speaking arabic and using the masculine versions of words for me as a joke but me internally pretending that she is using my correct pronouns 🥲

Me considering getting the school trousers so i can wear that sometimes instead of my skirt but also its my last year and no point spending money on uncomfortable trousers ill never wear again if its only for one year

So in church, women wear something called an isharba which is a headscarf meant to cover your hair to be modest.

Ive noticed that on days where im feeling like a girl, i can wear the isharba theoughout the mass but on days where im feeling like a guy i feel very uncomfortable wearing it and dont usually wear it in the mass. On some days i can wear it on and off throughout as well. It's intresting how my gender also effects something like wearing a head scarf, but i guess it can also be kinda like skirts in that sense? It was also a very subconcious feeling and even when i wasnt aware of what gender i was that day i would sometimes feel uncomfortable

Some days i feel more comfortable with the label bigender, and sometime im more comfortable with the label genderfluid and it's weird

Today im feeling more masculine, but also not fully so im more between he/they. But also there is a small twinge of feminine but only a small amount.

So i dont really feel like he/him, but i dont like they/them for myself, but then also im not he/she because there isnt a lot of she in me but im not he/him because i dont feel fully like a guy.

Im not none of them because i am all of them but to varying degrees to the extent where im not comfortable with any of the pronouns no matter how they are balanced. Idk? Are people just not meant to refer to me when i feel like this????

A very specific feeling i want to experience is wearing a dress while looking like a boy, i really want to have the feeling of being a cis boy wearing a dress so much

I didn't realise how important having facial and body hair was to me until my mum and sister kept saying that i should shave it. I really really love my body and facial hair and i really want even a small beard but my mum and sister made me shave my tiny moustache hairs and unibrow for christmas and tried to get me to shave my leg and arm hair and i feel super dysphoric without it being there anymore

That moment of delusion where i pretend to myself that the soft fabricy present my sister got for me was a binder and fantasise about it but its just a jumper in reality

My sister was talking about starfield and how stupid it was that you could put pronouns "why not just have it male and female lol" and i tried to laugh along but really just could not make it sound energetic and i felt kinda sick

Ive recently had the epithany that as a bigenderfluid person i am still allowed to be a femboy or a tomboy and that being feminine doesnt necessarily make me a girl that day and i am still a guy and-

[cozfics]

Character notes for a crossover fic i’m working on

Time:

Majora’s mask and Ocarina of time

Physical age of 35.

Left handed

Married to Malon

Has the facial markings on his right side and the scar

Wields the biggron sword

Is a bit of a jokester

Strict and scary to Sora so far

Stoic and very quick to make decisions

Has a story for that lesson

Twilight:

Twilight Princess

Age of 25

ambidextrous

Pining for Midna hard

Mentored Wild as Wolfie

Comforts everyone as Wolfie

Takes place before the secret was out

Big brother to almost everyone

A very strong person. Strongest in the group

Very mature

2nd in charge

Time’s descendant

Animal whisperer

Warriors:

Hyrule warriors

23

Right handed

The strategist of the group

3rd in charge

Hes a little confused about where his relationship falls with Time. who looks up to who here

Loves to argue with Legend

Cares about how he looks. Up early every morning to prep

Doesn’t trust easily. Wary of Sora

Mentored Wind

Sky:

Skyward sword

20 years old

Right handed

Best swordsman out of all of them

Big on physical touch. Very clingy in his sleep will often cuddle those closest to him

So hard to wake up

The master sword is important to him. He is friends with the very soul of the sword

Loves his zelda with all his heart

The one to find Sora

Four:

Four swords, Four sword adventures, Minish cap

19 years old

Left handed? Maybe ambidextrous

Smallest

Skilled blacksmith

Eyes change color on which emotion is most present

Very upset no one knows Vaati

Shad is in his shadow because i say so and i love my feral catlike boy

Very interested in Sora’s weapons

Who Sora tells about Roxas when he remembers him

Legend:

A Link to the Past, Link’s Awakening, Oracle of Seasons, Oracle of Ages, A Link Between Worlds, 

19 too

Left handed

Closest to Hyrule

Enjoys bickering with Warriors

Tries to pretend he isn’t bothered by his adventures

Has nightmares often

Magic powers

He has an item for that

Had a counterpart named Ravio

Little bit of a hoarder

Most experienced 

Chooses not to lead

Scars all over

Can turn into a pink rabbit

One adventure is upin the air about it being real

Wild:

Breath of the wild and tears of the kingdom

17

ambidextrous

Survivalist

Knows what plants can be made into medicine.

Great at cooking, 

Gets hurt often

Does stupid ideas

Insecure because he ‘failed’ his mission

He used to be a knight, but lost his memories. He still gets them back every now and then

Views past him as a seperate person almost

I really want a bonding moment with him and Ven over this

Wolfie mentored him

He had a bag and the shekah slate

Will smack anyone who touches the slate

Hyrule:

The Legend of Zelda, Zelda II: Adventures of Link

16

Left handed

Doesn’t speak often. And when he does he is quiet(mumble, whisper, murmur, hiss, croon,croak, purr, breathed out, bleat, coo)

Mans has anxiety and overthinks things a lot

Not used to having friends

Doesn’t see himself as a warrior like the others

Has magic with no need for items

Looks up to legend like a big brother. Plus he’s legends sucessor

Loves exploring, drags Wild and Sora off often

Grew up in a cave

World is desolate and dangerous

Monsters in his world want to use his blood to resurrect Ganon

Never used the Master Sword

Has the entire Triforce

Wind:

Game: Wind Waker, Phantom Hourglass, Spirit Tracks

13

Left handed

A pirate!

The youngest of the group

Very expressive. Use emotion terms! Dont use said use exclaimed. Keep him animated!

Has lots of fun

Big prankster

Has a little sister

Others are protective to him because he’s so young and he hates it

FORCED the gods to choose him, he wasn’t born a chosen hero he shaped his destiny through assembling the triforce

Can control the wind.

Sora:

16

Has amnesia

Right handed

After using the power of waking too much he wakes up in hyrule with no memories

Can’t summon his keyblade for the first while?

Has never seen a horse before

Often talks to Wolfie about these ‘feelings’ he has. He knows he has to be doing something

Keeps mistaking Link for two people

Gets his keyblade back during either a heartless or unversed tide idk which yet

Riku:

17

Was about to confess to Sora after the keyblade war

Is now desperately leading the search for his best friend

Hasn’t been taking good care of himself in his desperate search

In the times he isn’t actively in the field searching for Sora he is sparring to keep his skills sharp to be able to actually save Sora

Thanks to being part dream eater he keeps getting flashes from Sora. can sometimes see through his eyes?

Every now and then he feels Sora’s emotions. This is all one way

Kairi:

16

Currently in training with Aqua

Very frustrated she can’t be a bigger part in finding Sora

Also was about to confess

A very capable keyblade wielder, though most of what she started with was from mirroring Sora

Mainly a cause from spending time in his heart

Currently planning to help Riku save Sora and locate any new princesses of heart