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rainbowangel110 · 2 years ago
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Luz I'm sorry but Anne canonically played tennis with an assassin robot from another dimension specifically sent to kill her while hanging out the back of an SUV on a high speed chase in LOS ANGELES and was able to hold up for a solid minute.
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yournightmary · 5 months ago
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Gryffindor!Ellie HCs
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content warning:: fem!reader, Hogwarts!AU, reader wears a dress, nothing else I think
AN:: Is this a very specific thing that no one asked for? yes. Will I still write this? also yes. Replaying Hogwarts Legacy for the 3rd time, sorry.
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ I couldn’t figure out what house she would be in but I think it would be gryffindor? At least that’s the one that makes the most sense to me.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ For anyone that isn’t really into Harry Potter, later years are set in the mid/late 90s… which makes me want to write 90s!Ellie oh my fucking god.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who either has a pet rat or an ugly cat. I’m leaning towards the rat though. It’s definitely one of those albino rats with red eyes, named something like ‘Crouton’.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who constantly sneaks off into the Forbidden Forest, way too often for her own safety. She’s just so mysterious and cool. At least that’s what she thinks.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who is infamous for her beaten up sneakers. They’re definitely taped up in some places and she doodles on them whenever she’s bored. Which is most of the time.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who wears the ugliest, scratchiest, grandpa-looking flannel shirts and sweaters. Some people say that she stole them from Filch’s closet.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who is a menace to everyone the professors. Not paying attention during class but they can’t even do anything because somehow she knows all the answers/brews potions perfectly/knows how to cast spells. Girlie is naturally smart and talented.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who wanted to play quidditch but flying a broom is the only thing she’s bad at. Probably fell off of it during tryouts and got humiliated:(
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who met you while sneaking into the restricted section in the library. She was looking for a dark spellbook to get revenge on someone while you just wanted to learn more about divination.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who made you her partner in crime, whether you wanted it or not. Constantly asking you to steal something for her or distract someone while she does whatever she does.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who ran out of potions class when she smelled your perfume in the amortentia. A few people have done that, so no one really paid attention. You on the other hand have smelled mint, cigarette smoke and cookies. The ones that Ellie loves… funny, right?
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Elllie who asked you to the Yule Ball (let’s just pretend it happens every year, without a tournament) like a day before, under the impression that no one else wanted to go with you. Rightfully, you got pissed (and a little sad that she thought no one wanted you) and declined not-so-politely.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who you’ve found crying in one of the more secluded hallways late into the night of the ball. After you declined she asked some random guy just so she wouldn’t be without a date, he turned out to be a total dick and the whole experience was shit.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who cried even more when she saw you in your beautiful dress, which looked way too similar to not be matching with the suit of some guy she saw earlier. A guy who asked you a full week before Ellie did, and you agreed because you thought she wouldn’t ask you.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who invited you to dance once a slow song came on, even though you could barely hear it over the thick walls of the castle. Cried in your arms and acted like she didn’t after.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who always sneaks you into the gryffindor common room (if you’re not in the same house).
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who stole fire whiskey from some shop in Hogsmeade and got you both drunk. Somehow convinced you that taking a stroll around the castle in the middle of the night is an excellent idea. You got a ton of bruises from bumping into everything while she almost fell off of the Grand Staircase. 3 week detention.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ gryffindor!Ellie who loves to duel with you. Always says she’ll go easy on you but struggles the whole time and ends up getting her ass beat.
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My brain is fried and I hate what I wrote.
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featheredenby · 6 months ago
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Friday Night We’re Gonna Party Till Dawn
“He talked to Cleo about who she was inviting and it turns out that they invited mostly heroes and vigilantes so of course Hotguy will be there.”
Written by: FeatheredEnby
Word Count: 1,250
Part Six of: Show Your Fangs
A Superhero AU of Empires SMP/Hermitcraft/The Life Series
Lizzie stands fidgeting in front of the mirror, her light pink and purple dress is sitting awkwardly on her fur and that’s an issue. It’s a masquerade ball so no one will know that the calico cat mutant in a dress and axolotl mask is her, but the idea of going out without her fur, for the most part, covered is absolutely nerve wracking. It’s not like this is the first time that she has ever felt this way but this is the first time that she’s going out in public with so much fur exposed. Maybe she should just change into her dark pink blazer with a light purple button up shirt and a blue tie, but then again that outfit doesn’t match her mask. So she rolls with it, as she can’t get a new mask on such short notice, adding a pair of blue aventurine earrings along with a pearl necklace and bracelets before grabbing her purse and waiting for Scott and Jimmy to finish getting ready.
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The main question that Grian has to ask himself before heading out to Cleo’s party is not what outfit he should wear (despite having tons of options) but if he even wants to go. He talked to Cleo about who she was inviting and it turns out that they invited mostly heroes and vigilantes so of course Hotguy will be there. Although it’s likely that he won’t recognise him and he won’t recognise Hotguy but still having the knowledge that he’s there still a lot despite having seen him since the incident. But as long as they don't recognise each other it will be fine right? So Grian jumps up from where he is sitting on his bed and brushes off his dress, then heads to the window. Opening the window he feels the cool night air on his face before jumping out and starting to fly over to the cafe.
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Dancing is going to be awfully awkward, Scar thinks while going through the painstaking effort that is getting ready for Cleo’s party, If only I had been able to get Cub to let me use the mechanical leg braces. He doesn’t mind using his crutches but that’s when he’s out as Scar but tonight he isn’t, tonight he’s out as Hotguy… kinda. Of course he was invited to the party as Hotguy but to everyone else he’ll just be one of the masked party goers. Although it won’t be too hard to tell who he is with his signature blue and orange color scheme and the arrow design on his mask, Scar just hopes that people won’t think that it’s him because of the crutches.
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Cleo stands at the counter as she happily watches the dancing people around them, sure this is their party but it’s also her cafe and someone has to keep the place running. And sure there’s only a few people who have arrived but they’re having a good time, a cat mutant in an axolotl mask, a canary hybrid in a cod mask, a llama hybrid in an orange paint splatter mask, and a stag hybrid in a brightly colored mask. Then they hear the doorbell chime as three more people walk in, a human with an axe shaped mask, a wolf hybrid with a simple wolf mask, and another human with a purple vail on. It’s pretty easy for Cleo to tell who can recognise who as when the newcomers arrive as the cat mutant and stag hybrid go over to greet them. Soon after people are once again dancing happily and the party continues smoothly as more guests arrive, an avian mutant in a red mask adorned with feathers, a deer mutant with a butterfly mask, a human with a metal arm and gears on their mask, and finally another human wearing a light blue and orange mask with an arrow down the middle who’s using crutches. At that point the avian comes up to the counter, “Nice party,” he says,”but I have to ask, are we going to do an unmasking at the end like they do at some others?”
“Nope,” they respond,”most of the people that I invited are heroes or vigilantes and I don’t want to jeopardize their safety.”
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Grian moves back onto the dance floor after talking to Cleo only to find himself in a corner not having much to do since he didn’t come with anyone, that is until someone in a lightly colored mask and shirt using crutches comes up to him. 
“Hello,” he greets Grian,”it’s a nice party right?”
“I suppose,” Grian responds,”but if I’m honest I’m dreading the inevitable slow dance.”
“Heh, same,”he admits,”I’m uh… should I tell you my name or?”
“I mean probably not if you want your identity to remain hidden.”
“Hm…What should I use as my name then?,” he ponders,”Oh! I got it, call me Thyme like the herb.”
“Okay then Thyme, you can call me Ariana.”
“Sounds good,” Thyme agrees,”So would you like to dance?”
“Sure but how are you planning on doing that?” Grian asks.
“I didn’t actually think about that…” He admits.
“We can just talk if you want.” Grian offers.
“I guess, but it’s a party you know… I feel like I should be dancing.”
“You don’t have to dance at a party, plus I prefer not to be in the crowd.”
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“So uhm what do you want to talk about?” Scar asks.
“Hm… Well what are your interests? I’m a reporter and I like to fish as a hobby.” Ariana says.
“Oh, well I do landscaping and I like to draw.”
“Cool. How’d you get invited?”
“I work for the GHFA so, you know. What about you?”
“Oh you know,”They say while messing with their hair,”I just do stuff, here and there.”
“Okay I guess.”
Scar continues talking to Ariana for a while before they leave to use the bathroom leaving Scar standing in a corner. As Scar stands there he hears a noise coming from the stage where people perform on mondays. Looking up he finds that he’s not the only one who heard it and standing on the stage are three figures, all wearing red. One of the people turns around but Scar doesn’t even need them to introduce themselves to know who they are. The person who turns around is wearing a red cloak and a mask of the moon, “Hello! It’s so lovely to see you all, did you miss us?” The Red Witch asks sarcastically.
“No!” a cat mutant shouts,”You tried to kill multiple people.”
“Can you shut them up?” The Red Hand mutters.
“Oh! But of course, ᓵꖎ𝙹ᓭᒷ ||𝙹⚍∷ ᒲ𝙹⚍ℸ ̣ ⍑,”all the people at the party can do is watch as her lips fuse together, “Hm, I think that the rest of you are smart enough to shut it.”
Scar has to run but there’s an issue aside from the fact that he can’t, his crutches make way too much noise. So as quietly as he can Scar moves away from the subdued rest of the party and to the bathroom. As Scar enters the bathroom he sees a blast of purple light coming from one of the stalls and hears someone cast a spell, “╎'ᒲ リ𝙹ℸ ̣  ∷ᒷᔑꖎꖎ|| ᓭ⚍∷ᒷ ⍑𝙹∴ ℸ ̣ ⍑╎ᓭ ∴𝙹∷ꖌᓭ ʖ⚍ℸ ̣  i ꖌ╎リ↸ᔑ リᒷᒷ↸ ᔑ ↸╎ᓭ⊣⚍╎ᓭᒷ ∷╎⊣⍑ℸ ̣  リ𝙹∴.”
“Hello?!? Who’s there?” 
“What?” says a confused voice inside the stall,”Thyme?”
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fandom-imagination-ss · 5 months ago
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Imagine: Clark over hears you gossiping over Superman at work 😳 ***warning Mature conversation********
it was painfully boring at work today. you did your Daily upbeat post for the mail. and the online accounts. you Specialized in Happy posts. it helped that you were suppose to Only write Happy posts. and uplifting things. on the website you posted three happy posts about a cat that is a Co manager at a home depot who works Very hard to make sure the place is rodent free and how the cat is no stranger to bribes. Another Post that you needed to get Special permission by Lois Lane who was the "Superman expert" to post.. which was just Superman was caught helping a kid get it's ball back when the kid kicked it up in a tree. and then how the Kid and Superman did a foot race to see who was faster. and Little Thomas Hilga was the fastes boy alive.
Lois has always been so Protective over whatever was said about Superman. in the beginning you didn't understand her need to protect the man of steel. But after discovering the truth of Who was Superman. it was clear why!
you use to babysit the twins when they lived in the city. and they went out for date night. Or they went on mini trips. So when they asked you come over to their farm for a week to watch the boys. since Jonathan was in trouble and they didn't feel comfortable to leave him alone. you happily agreed. and well- Clark flew back home to scream at Jordan for something he did. and you saw Clark.. Clark didn't even have a good excuse to why he was Flying.. But after sitting you down explaining who he was. the Only thing you could come up with was that you couldn't understand why he bothers with he's truck. he could just simply Fly everywhere.
that was months ago. and Now today, you messaged Clark asking for permission and he's Now ex Wife Lois. the week getaway was apparently their "fix your marriage "holiday which ended with Lois confessing she's hating Smallville, and she wanted to go back doing dangerous assignments.. and She has been doing more dangerous assignments, but she still was still incharge of Superman. Mainly for another year before she will decline writing for him. they didn't want to break it off. with superman and Lois right after the divioice so people didn't notice.
But Since work was doen for the day, or well you could probably search for more positivity posts to post other today or tomorrow but why overwork yourself? it was a Hot Friday afternoon, an Hour before you could leave. and it was so boring and quiet in the work room that no one was really working.
"My God looks at that ass!" you turned seeing your deskmate who worked beside you on her desk. was staring at a close up photo of Superman's Ass. on her screen. you laughed softly, "Why you looking at his ass?"
Cassandra didn't turn her face from the screen as she spoke, "I just want to bite it.. Lois is so lucky to have his rumpus ass to herself. Im sure he's happy that her and Clark broke up- if they ever stopped their. fun.. that is."
Rolling your e/c, you felt like they almost rolled out of your eyes socket with how badly you rolled them. ''Oh Please! Superman is a true gent... he wouldn't be hooking up with Lois on the side. while she was married." it helped that he wouldn't be a sidepiece. but she didn't need to know that as Cassandra scrolled the screen from his butt to up his frame to his face.
"you know- he probably has a super tongue." she grinned at that, Cassandra is the Core reason why the last several Hr meetings about work place conduct About he appropriate work chat.. and talking about if Superman had a "Super tongue" was Not work safe conversation.
you knew it.. you also Knew who Superman was. but you looked at Clark faces and were Stunned with How stupid the entire world is that we didn't recognized that the hotty in the office was Superman... who wasn't IN the office. right now.
"Clearly has Super attractiveness." Cassandra rolled her eyes, 'that isn't a superpower! but Super tongue is!"
you turned to her as you spoke, "Super Tongue isn't a Super power! what? does Superman Do with a Super tongue? Confuse the crooks with a tongue twister?"
"or give them the best orgasm with he's tongue"
you gasped covering your mouth as Cassandra leaned back on her chair probably imagining it. you couldn't lie.. the imagine popped in your mind of Superman doing that to you. No doubt in your mind.. Clark Was amazing in the bedroom. but of course you couldn't comment. you were litterally friends with Clark. and thinking of him in that way was. 1) incredibly inappropriate 2) made you feel uneasy Now talking about how amazing his technique is in the bedroom.3) friends dont' talk about how amazing you imagine Clark is in bed.
"you know-.. Im not in the mood for another sexual harassment meeting.. " you shifted away trying to retreat back to your computer. but Cassandra spoke, "God could you imagine oif he was Seflish and lazy in the sack? how disappointing.. probably does the Leo DiCaprio thing and just lays there."
"No way, I've seen walking a old lady across the street.. Superman is probably the sort who makes sure he's partner si completely satisficed before worrying about his own needs." you didn't mean to comment you Should of just nodded in agreement with Cassandra and changed the conversation to a dog you were going to post tomorrow. but you didn't think- it just came out. and Just as Clark walked in completely Stunned at your statement as you truned to Cassandra as you spoke, "So Im posting a dog video tomorrow. of a saint gently pulling his owner off the sofa and stealing the sofa for himself.. you want to see the video?"
"Nah- i hate your fluff pieces.. Hey.. after work- lets go othat new bar. and find you someone to completely satisfice you eever need." Cassandra was married, She doesn't touch but she does Love getting some guy to get her free drinks and trying to set you up. with some random guy for the night.
"as fun as a random hook up is- Call me old fashion but I rather sleep with someone i have a emotional attachment with."
Cassandra looked around the room seeing Clark was back at his desk as She spoke, 'well- Clark is free.. or Tony but trust me.. ive rode that horse before.. Not much to write about.."
"you do know- if the men talked like this.. so openly it woudl be us calling them fifthly Pigs.. and HR woudl be Up thier butts in a heartbeat."
"the advantage of sleepign with HR. . he knows if he gets me in troulbe at work. he gets None at home." you shook your head chuckling, "your horrible." she chuckled as she spoke, 'and yet I didn't hear you deny Clark."
you looked up at her as you spoke, 'he's my friend. I babysit his kids!!"
"you could make him a third.." you gasped saying whay as she laughed patting your back, "God your so easy!"
she let the conversation die after that. switcing to look at a photo of the new deputy mayor who was attractive. as you spent the next hour. Hoping Clark was too busy to listen into the conversation.. that he probably heard his name. and heard you both talking about him..
After work you packed to leave seeing Clkar was taking his time he rarely comes into the office. he picked up freelance gigs onc eLois left to help pay for the farm. you got up heading to the elevator saying Night to Clark as he walked over following you to the elevator "hey."
"hey" you said uneasy.. as he spoke, "why were you and Cassandra talking about superman sexual abilities?" your cheeks burned a deep red as Clark chuckled as you explaiend how it all happened as he spoke, "Super tongue isn't a real thing." you laughed saying thats what you said. as Clark leaned lower as he spoke, "those Lois did make comments that she thought it was.." your cheeks couldn't go any redder as Clark smiled seeing you.
he couldn't deny that since he broke up with Lois the Only women who caugh his attention was you. but he always figured you were off limits since you were you.. but listening to you and Cassandra chatting about Superman sexual abilities he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like with you. Clark has only ever been with Lois you snapped Clark out of his day dream of you and him as you spoke, 'can I still come over? or did that conversation completely gross you out?"
Clark smiled weakly, "No of course not, those surprised to hear you talking like that at work." you laughed covering your mouth, "Cassandra started it! I tried to shut it down!" you both lauhged as you spoke, "you mad at me for that?"
he shook his head, 'nah, it's okay honestly those. the boys will be out. you okay with just us?"
"yea of course.. I'll bring the beer?" Clark smile dsaying okay as the elevator door opened as you walked out. Clark realized at that moment that he needed you.. and he was falling for you. he's best friend.
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tarttheart · 1 year ago
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PRECIOUS LOVE: CHAPTER 5 - JAMIE TARTT x YOU
summary: the cat is out the bag.
word count: 840 words
warnings: language, sexual references
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chapter 5: got so distracted
Rebecca was a miracle worker. She empathised in a way you did not think anyone would ever, she said all the right things and you swore a part of your soul healed up just from being in her presence. And, Rebecca must have liked you too because you found herself being sucked into her life as well.
You really appreciated and loved these women in your life. Truly and genuinely, you did. Growing up, your two sisters were both over a decade older than her and your parents were too busy with their careers to pay you much heed. So, Keeley and Rebecca’s presence was something you been seeking out in life, especially after your grandparents’ passing. To have them enter your life like this was such a godsend. But, it would be remiss of you not to acknowledge the risk you accepted in letting them be around. They were too close. You were getting too close. You were going to become Icarus, flying too close to the sun.
You gulped down the wine trying to quiet the voice in your head. You knew it was right. You knew you were getting pulled more and more into the AFC Richmond world you were so desperately avoiding. You had already turned down numerous invites to the owner’s box, finding it hard to laugh when Keeley jokingly suggested meeting and shagging one of the fit footballers in the team to move forward. Then, there was the charity gala. You counted your lucky stars that it coincided with a work trip that had already been scheduled. But, Keeley’s birthday party. That had been impossible to avoid.
“You’ll come, yeh?” Keeley asked.
You hummed evasively in response and Keeley groaned loudly, flopping over on the couch.
“Oi, it’s my fucking birthday, yeh. And, you’re one of my best friends, yeh. So, I’m going to need you to pull on your big girl knickers and not avoid everything football-related. You are going to be there. Rebecca is swinging by to pick you on her way.”
You could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand and you blinked back tears. Of course you wanted to go. Of course you wanted to be there for Keeley. But, it was also pretty much guaranteed that the one person you had done a stellar job of avoiding for years would be there. Everything you had done for yourself felt like it would crumble.
Nevertheless, when the day of the party rolled around, you dressed up in what little fun clothes you had and went along. Surely, you could duck out before Jamie even arrived, right?
“You’re a ball of panic,�� Rebecca observed as you fidgeted constantly by the bar while waiting for the bartender to pour the drinks.
“Yea. I’ll be okay. I’ll be okay,” you repeated, more to convince yourself than anyone else.
Rebecca raised a brow, grabbing your arm supportively, “I’m not sure what’s going on with you right now but I’m here for you. Keeley is here for you.”
You looked at her and Rebecca registered the tears that had formed in your eyes, “Thanks, Rebecca, I might leave early.”
“We’ve got you,” Rebecca repeated, pulling you into a comforting hug.
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Rebecca and Keeley were anything but silly so you were not sure how you had managed to fool them for as long as you did. But, the gig was up today.
The three stood in a corner, drinking champagne and making merry. You had consumed enough alcohol to feel relaxed enough to enjoy the evening, forget about your plans to duck out and forget about Jamie. Until, you saw him in the flesh making his way towards the three of you. Of course he would, it was Keeley’s birthday.
Your expression hardened and you paled visibly, worrying Rebecca and Keeley.
“Everything good there, babes?”
You gulped, blinking at Keeley, “yea, I’m all right, I’m okay.”
You laughed awkwardly as you looked around, searching for an escape.
Keeley turned to see what might have spooked you and it clicked when she saw Jamie wave and slowly make his way towards the three of you.
Keeley turned back, “oh my god. Oh. My. God. It was Jamie, wasn’t it?”
“Pardon?” Rebecca asked, not quite following Keeley’s train of thought.
But they had their answer when you polished off your glass, slammed it down harder than you meant to and muttered, “I have to go.”
“Manchester, you were in Manchester when Jamie was there. The dad, it was Jamie. It’s not football you’re avoiding, it’s Jamie.”
“I have to go,” you repeated more firmly as you turned to stumble away from the group. Your world was spinning and you did not know whether it was the alcohol or the panic attack. You crouched down outside, back against a tree, struggling to breathe.
You really only had a minute or two to yourself before Rebecca was there, pulling you into a steadying embrace.
“You’re okay.”
Tears streamed down your face as you quietly sobbed.
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< chapter 4 | master list | chapter 6 >
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alanaartdream · 2 years ago
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Likes see I have the day off today so did a lot of drawing some of my #originalcharacters some #fanart from #mysteryskullsanimated #rottmnt #invaderzim and some sketches fanart from some cat manga I enjoy as well #catmanga #nightswithacat #amanandhiscat #wondercatkyuuchan ✏️🌈💀🌸🍀🐱🍄⭐️🌙🌼🐾💕✨
Mid I may I’ll try to tell you all about my original characters
Annie the 4-5 year old mage child with the huge living cat monster shadow shade as her well shadow
The skeleton shadow monster girl spooky kitty
And my goat dear faun girl dreamer
And flying beeping fuzz balls critters
Annie is one of the last descendants of Merlin the wizard so her magic very powerful but she’s so young whenever she uses a great amount of magic she ends up falling asleep and well her mother ended up dying trying to get herself and Annie away from those wanting to use their powers for well the wrong things but she manages to use the last of her magic to get a powerful shadows beast to become Annie’s shadow to protect her;
Her mother spirt shows up to protect her though too; she’s stuck as a ghost and can’t past on until she can at least know her child can grow up and make it to adulthood
With Spooky Kitty they’re a creatures made/ born to help those who are having trouble cross over into the next life so most often it’s ghosts and spirits who see them rarely the living unless it’s the living that are keeping a ghost (they get created by an adult skeleton shadow monster taking one of their own bones out putting it with dead animals skull they find and use their magic powers to combine it to make a new shadow skeleton monster on a full blue moon)
Dreamer comes from two faun clans coming together the mountain fauns (book loving goat fauns) and the magical forest fauns (deer fauns who have powers of nature and protect the magical forest from those who wish to use it or it’s magical animals for wrong things)
Dreamer’s dad is a goat faun while her mother is a deer one;; dreamer is only a young faun say maybe just entering her teens so her horns haven’t fully grown in; and some of her hair/furs is alot like sheep’s wool (so whenever she gets a hair cut you could turn what you cut off into wool to make clothes or toys with but it’s magical)
Spooky kitty is like dreamer the faun also only just entering her teens but being as she’s female she’s more powerful than her father who created her being as it’s rare to be able to make female ones of her type being as you have to use a full moon during Halloween eve to do so
Annie is Annie nickname her name is Annabelle
(Still working on a last name for her or she’ll get adopted thus picking up last name of whoever adopteds her)
Being as Annie’s mother was a powerful mage (being a descendant of THE wizard Merlin) she was great friends and allies to Spooky Kitty’s dad and Dreamer’s faun clan so Dreamer and Spooky kitty are in charge of Annie to try to find humans to raise Annie to adulthood as well as be guides to Annie as she learns her magic
When Annie uses her magic her eyes turn golden as the magic she uses
Spooky kitty’s purple while dreamer’s is green like forest 🌳
Also thanks to dreamer and spooky Kitty’s influence Annie has healing powers and can talk to the people of the afterlife as well as animals (well not fish being as faun’s don’t live in water and kitty was created from a feline’s skull)
Thanks to shade Annie can walk on water and climb walls;; Annie is rarely scared of anything thanks to having shade as her shadow; she’s a very curious child who loves to help animals
In my head fauns don’t eat any animals related to goats dears or sheep but will eat fish and chicken so when spooky kitty and dreamer bring food for Annie it’ll mostly be fruits vegetables and maybe fish and maybe wild bird you can hunt and eat
Annie has a jumper too big for her from her mother as well as a bag with a book of tales about Merlin the wizard and a funny plush toy her mother made for her that shade can sometimes control and turn into a huge beast
So if I ever do cross overs into any of the shows/stories I like it’ll most likely happen in a spooky magical forest that alot people have told myths and legends about
Oh and flying beeping fuzz balls are these magical creatures I came up with that talk through beeps and can deliver all kinds of magical mail/packages and they take payment with sweets or cheese Vegemite toasted sandwiches (they come in all kinds of colours and are about the size of a small cat or even smaller than that depending)
((Also also dreamer and Spooky kitty start to fall in love with each other while helping Annie out))
Also some old artwork of my original characters
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briamichellewrites · 4 months ago
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Jason and Bria had to have a very difficult talk. He was getting ready to move to Cambridge for three years. That meant he would only be home during breaks. He dreamt of being with other men and that made him feel extremely guilty. His guilt came from not wanting to hurt her. He was in love with her and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. She knew he was gay but she still married him. Why? Why did she choose him?
She chose him because she loved him more than anyone else. Did she think about being with other men? She thought some of her guy friends were attractive but she was loyal to him. He was her husband and the only man she wanted to come home to every day. How did he deserve her? How did she deserve him? He laughed.
She straddled him on his lap. He gently pulled a strand of her hair back before kissing her forehead. When they got engaged, they both knew there was a possibility of him going to Cambridge. He nodded. They decided to open up the marriage. He promised to get tested every three months. Out of curiosity, he asked who she thought was attractive. Bradford, Brad and Dave. He laughed and admitted he was also attracted to Dave.
“This is why I married you.”
He laughed and kissed her again. What if they hooked up? What if they both hooked up with him? He laughed. What was she suggesting?
Dave thought about the offer. They both made sure he knew he could say no. How could he say no to a very tempting offer? They talked about their boundaries and they all promised to stop if anyone got uncomfortable. It was supposed to be fun. The last thing they promised was to keep it a secret from everyone. They went up to their bedroom.
Jasper was attending a therapy session with Christina. She found out he had secretly stopped taking his medication. Why? He hated how they made him feel. They made him more tired than usual. He also couldn’t be attentive to his wife and he hated that. The therapist reminded him that he had to take his medication. If he didn’t, his symptoms would only get worse. They could try another medication. He covered his face while he cried.
Bria and Dave were rolling around the bed. Jason stepped into the bathroom to do a small line of cocaine. He closed the door behind him and locked it. From the other side, he could hear them groaning. He dumped some of the powder out before separating it into lines. After finding the straw, he bent over and inhaled it.
He couldn’t do too much because he would only give himself away. Dave didn’t know about their drug use. Once the lines were gone, he put everything back. He played with his nose before opening the door. Dave finished inside of her before pulling out. It was his turn. Bria got out of bed and got dressed before walking out. She closed the door behind her to give them privacy. The cats were outside wondering what they were doing.
Meow. Why is the door closed, human? It was supposed to be open! She sat on the floor and pet them. Thank you, human. She brought them downstairs and away from the guys. They went over to their toys. She threw one of their balls. Henry ran after it and batted it with his paws. Micha meowed because he wanted her to play with him, too.
After finishing, Dave rinsed his mouth out in the sink. Jason came in behind him. He put his hands on his hips. Dave groaned as he came in between his legs. This was one of the best moments in his life! He never thought he would be involved in a threesome with two people he had crushes on! Jason was still flying high, so he wanted to continue. The drug wore off as he finished. They both groaned, as he emptied himself inside of him.
They were exhausted but satisfied. Downstairs, they were met by Henry and Micha meowing. Hi, humans! After he left, they went to their bedroom and laid on the messy bed. He rolled over to his side and asked if she was okay. Her beautiful eyes locked into his. Did he know that Dave hooked up with Mike before he went to rehab? No, he didn’t.
She explained how they slept together after they broke up and how it led to his drinking. No, he had no fucking clue. He ran his hands down his face, as he processed that information. Why? That was his question. Why did they attract the same guy?
“Because Shinoda boys are irresistible.”
He laughed.
“Were you getting high in the bathroom?”
“Yeah, I was. I only did a little because I didn’t want him to know. Could you tell?”
“No, I just saw you go in and I assumed that’s what you were doing.”
“If we weren’t doing this shit, would you still have married me?”
“Yeah. I loved you before and I will always love you.”
“Babe, how did I deserve you?”
“How did I deserve you?”
She had to get up early the next morning for another photoshoot. That meant she had to get ready before. They were both very hungry, so they talked about where they would go for less than a hundred dollars. He got his laptop and looked up places that were still open since it was close to eight in the evening.
They found a restaurant that had gluten free burgers. She went into the bathroom to brush her hair while he threw on a pair of pants and a hoodie. The sun was going down and it was chilly outside. The cats were angrily waiting for them downstairs. Growl. You forgot to feed us! She went to the kitchen and filled up their bowls whilst apologising. Once their bowls were filled, they started eating. Should he start meowing for food?
“That would be fucking creepy, dude.”
He laughed. Instead, he followed her out to the car. The restaurant wasn’t too busy. They were seated right away. Did either of them have any food allergies? She had celiac disease and couldn’t have anything with gluten. The waiter would let the kitchen know. He pointed out their gluten free options for her. Thank you. Could they get them started on some drinks?
They both ordered a diet coke. He would get those for them. Thank you. She was so excited to try her first hamburger! He congratulated her! They were delicious!
Jason, can I meet you sometime tomorrow? – Dave
Yeah. Bria will be gone until five. Come over anytime. – Jason
@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon
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elwynten · 1 year ago
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Chapter 41
Ending the Freya Familia and Freya
I decided to wait until the Ikelos Familia, who were capturing some of the Xenos and selling them on the black market, had been taken care of. With the Familia being disbanded and the members arrested and delt with one way or another, before I take care of Freya.
Freya had the ability to turn herself into Syr. While Freya is being Syr, Horn, Freya's assistant, would turn herself into Freya, so no one would know Freya had gone missing. That had stopped happening when I Nullified Freya's powers and abilities on the night the Freya Familia attacked the Ishtar Familia. I also Nullified Horn's ability to turn into Freya and Syr as well. Because of that, Syr has not been seen at the Benevolent Mistress or anywhere else, for over two weeks.
I had thought about going to the Guild, but I could not prove what Freya would do in the future if she was not stopped. Not that the Guild would have done much of anything to the Freya Familia anyway. So that would do no good. I was going to have to go deal with Freya myself, face to face.
I went to Babel Tower. If I understood correctly Freya's apartment is on the top floor. I decided to us invisibility and slowly fly up. I know her apartment overlooks the west entrance to the Dungeon, so I know which side of the tower to look in on. That is the direction Bell walks from and to Babel Tower to the Guild Hall. I took Taima with me. She is in her small cat form so I can hold her in my arms as I fly.
It did not take very long for me to find Freya. It didn't hurt that she was sitting on a chair looking out over Orario in her apartment as I reached the floor her apartment is on.
There is a giant window overlooking the City of Orario. I ported into the room and dropped the invisibility. Freya started. "Who, how, how did you get in here!?" Freya demanded of me. Then she called over her shoulder. "Ottar!"
I chuckled at Freya. "I'm here to meet out your punishment for crimes against humanity." I told Freya as I scratched Taima between her ears.
Freya's face started turning red from anger. "I have not committed any crimes!" Freya told me.
"That's what you say, but then the 'gods' never believe anything they do no matter how evil, vile or harmful, are crimes." I stated.
Ottar walked up behind Freya. "What do you need goddess?" Ottar asked Freya.
"Remove this… person." Freya ordered Ottar.
Ottar looked at me. "You will come with me. Now!" Ottar commanded.
I chuckled then grinned at Ottar. "Not going to happen." I told Ottar. Then I looked at Freya. "Why hasn't Syr been to the Benevolent Mistress in the past two weeks?" I asked Freya.
"Then I will remove you." Ottar stated.
"Hahahahaha." I laughed at Ottar's statement. "You can try, but you won't succeed." I told Ottar, never taking my eyes off Freya.
"What's wrong Freya? Can't you explain why Syr hasn't been to work in two weeks?" I asked Freya.
Ottar started towards me. I tossed Taima into the air. "Go outside while I take care of this, please." I told Taima.
Taima hovered in the air after I tossed her into the air. Then she flew towards the window and disappeared. A moment later Taima appeared in the open air beyond the window about one hundred feet from the window. She turned and floated looking back at Freya, Ottar and myself.
By this time Ottar was close enough to me for him to try to grab me. As Ottar reached out I blocked his hand and knocked it away from me. "I would suggest you leave right now or you will not like what happens next." I told Ottar. I turned to look at Freya. "And you haven't been able to 'watch' anyone while you play your little games either." I added.
"You will leave Lady Freya's residence immediately." Ottar told me.
Again, I laughed at Ottar. "I'm still waiting for you to remove me." I taunted Ottar.
Ottar growled and stepped closer to me. As he reached out again to grab me, I balled up my fist and hit Ottar in the solar plexus. Ottar flew twenty feet backwards until he hit a wall and slid to the floor. "I would suggest you stop while you're ahead." I told Ottar, then I turned to Freya again.
"You have a real problem answering questions. I've asked you several times and you haven't answered yet." I stated.
Freya was looking at where Ottar had hit the wall, then she looked at me with concern or worry on her face. "I don't have to answer your questions!" She snapped at me.
Ottar is so strong even if a Minotaur hits him, he would not move and I just punched Ottar, and he was sent flying twenty feet into a wall.
I chuckled. "No, you don't, but that doesn't mean I can't get the answers to my questions from you." I replied.
Ottar shook off being hit and slammed into the wall and headed towards me again.
"This is getting tedious." I said to no one in particular. "Isolation." I said and Ottar slumped to the floor. I turned back to Freya. "Now that he's been delt with… It's your turn." I told Freya.
Freya stood up and her eyes glowed as she looked at me. "Hahahahahaha." I laughed at Freya's attempt to charm me. "Your tricks don't work on me." I told Freya. Then I continued. "You have two choices. You can either disband your Familia and go back to the upper world, or you can disband your Familia and spend the rest of your life as Syr not knowing you were ever Freya. Either way I get all of your Familia's properties, money, belongings and wealth." I informed Freya. Then I gave Freya an evil grin. "If I have to make the decision, you'll end up like Ishtar." I told her.
"You don't have the authority or the power to make me do anything!" Freya exclaimed with fear starting to show on her face.
"Oh, I have the authority and I have the power. If you remember what happened to Ishtar. I made sure she didn't go back up to the upper world, and at the moment if something happens to you, you won't go back to the upper world either. They'll just bury your body and that will be the end of you. Then in a few years no one will remember who… you… were." Then I reminded Freya of what happened to Ishtar and what could happen to her.
Fear was showing on Freya's face when I reminded her of Ishtar dying and not going to the upper world. "Y-you did that? It didn't l-look l-like you." Freya stuttered.
"I can change what I look like. I didn't want you to know who it was that took away 'your' immortality and powers. The fact is, you still don't know what I really look like." I told Freya and grinned.
"Now you need to choose what is going to happen to you." I reminded Freya.
"What!?" Freya startled at what could happen to her.
"Whatever happens you disband your Familia. After that you either go back to the upper world or you live the rest of your life as Syr not knowing you were Freya and with none of Freya's powers or abilities.
I could almost see Freya thinking about her options and if what I had told her was true or not. I could see she was trying to figure a way out of her predicament.
I looked over at Ottar laying of the floor. I dropped the 'Isolation'. Ottar jerked then looked around. Seeing me Ottar stood up and started walking towards me.
I grinned. "Do you really think you will make it all the way to me?" I asked Ottar. "[Be a good little puppet and sit down.]" I told him and pushed into his mind.
Ottar stopped walking, stared at me a moment then sat on the floor since there were no chairs close to him.
Freya looked at Ottar in shock as he sat on the floor. Then she turned to look at me. "H-he obeyed y-you!"
I grinned at Freya. "Ottar, go get Horn, Freya's attendant and bring her here. Just tell Horn she is needed at Freya's apartment. You do nothing else, just go to Horn, deliver the message and bring Horn back here. Once you have arrived back here in Freya's apartment you will resume sitting and do nothing else. You will not talk to anyone else, and you will not try to inform anyone in any way what is happening here with myself and Freya." I told Ottar and pushed it into his mind so he would do exactly what I told him. "Now, do as you were told." I finished.
Freya stared at Ottar as he stood up and left the room. Again, she turned back to me with surprise and fear on her face. "H-he obeyed you a-again. How is that possible. Ottar is only loyal to me." Freya asked me.
I laughed at Freya. "You think you are the only one that can 'charm' people?" I asked Freya. "You need to pick what happens to you by the time Horn and Ottar get back here. If you don't, I will choose what happens to you." I reminded Freya.
Freya stared off into space with a mixture of emotions crossing her face.
[May I come in now?] Taima sent to me.
I looked out to where Taima was floating. "[Sure, you can. I just didn't want anyone trying to use you against me.]" I told Taima.
Taima ported into the room, landing on the floor, and walked over to me nodding her head in understanding.
"Human form please." I told Taima. She shifted to her diminutive human form.
"We're going to get a ton of money." Taima said to me smiling from ear to ear.
I grinned at Taima. "More or less, yes. But I plan on giving the Familia about a quarter of what I get." I told Taima.
Taima put on a pouty face. Then she stuck her tongue out at me. I knew she was playing.
"Part of what I keep for myself, I'm going to use to open the furniture shop, a restaurant and maybe a weapon shop. Although they can all be in one building." I told Taima.
Taima nodded her head in understanding. "You've talked about that before. It's good you can open them up with this money." She told me.
I put an arm around Taima's shoulders, pulled her to me and kissed her on the top of her head. "Yes, it is." I said and sighed.
We stood looking out the giant window overlooking Central Park and Orario, as we waited for Ottar to return. I kept a mental 'eye' on Freya so if she thought about doing something to me or leaving, I would know.
Freya got the nerve to ask me a question as we waited for Ottar and Horn. "W-why don't you have an au-aura?"
"I do have an aura. You and the other 'gods' just can't see it. I don't show up in any scrying, mental searches or prophesies." I told Freya.
"That's not possible. The gods can see anyone they want to." Freya tried to explain as if I didn't know anything.
"It is possible. I'm invisible to anyone and everyone, unless I allow them to see me." I informed Freya. "If it's not true then why can't you see my aura?" I questioned Freya.
Before Freya could say anything else. Ottar opened the door to Freya's apartment.
As Horn and Ottar enter Freya's apartment, I was looking out over the city of Orario with Taima by my side. "Horn, there is no reason for you to hate Bell Cranel. He did nothing to cause you to hate him. The cause of your hate is Freya. She changed because of her obsession for Bell. As I told Freya before she does not love Bell, she is obsessed with him. If she loved Bell she would 'not' put him in situations where he could be killed, she would 'not' LIE to him almost constantly and she would 'not' try to take him away from Hestia. Those are NOT acts of love. Those are acts of someone that is obsessed, self-centered and narcissistic. Thus, your hate for Bell Cranel is unfounded." As I finished talking, I turned to look at Horn.
Horn's mouth was hanging open with shock and surprise. She just stood looking at me not knowing what to say or do.
Still looking at Horn. "Freya what have you decided?" I asked Freya.
Freya looked at the floor. "I-I'll be S-Syr." She replied.
I nodded my head in understanding. "Not really surprising. You think if you are Syr you'll be able to find a way to get out of your punishment and possibly even get even with me." I chuckled. "Not going to happen. First disband your Familia." I told Freya.
"How-how did you know!?" Freya asked.
I grinned and tapped my temple with my index finger. "I can read your mind." I told her and grinned.
Freya's eyes widened is shock as she gasped, but she didn't say anything.
Still looking at the floor, Freya nodded her head in agreement and/or surrender. Freya did what was needed to disband her Familia. "There is no longer a Freya Familia. Everyone that was in my Familia is free to convert to any other Familia they want to join and will take them." Freya told me.
"Thank you, Freya." I said then I looked over at Horn "Now Horn." Horn had been watching our interaction, not knowing what to do since Freya was not putting up a fight or trying to stop what I was doing. "Since Freya has disbanded her Familia, she has allowed that I get everything that belonged to her Familia. Money, property, belongings, weapons, everything. If you would be so kind as to help me get everything, put in my name." I said to Horn.
Horn looked at me still shocked. "I-I won't do that. That would be a be trail to goddess Freya." Horn told me.
"That's understandable and loyal on your part, but there is no goddess Freya anymore and there is no longer a Freya Familia." I informed Horn.
I turned to Freya and changed her physical form to that of Syr. I gave 'Syr' a few different characteristics. I changed the color of her hair to be a little more blue than gray. I made her eyes a little greener. I also gave her a little darker skin tone. I made all the changes to make her a new or a slightly different Syr. "[Once you leave this room you will be Syr Flovar. You will have no memory of Freya other than she was a goddess. You will not believe you were ever Freya or anyone else other than Syr Flovar. You will never try or even think of trying to be Freya at any time or for any reason. The thought of you once being Freya is an absurd, Ludacris and insane idea as far as you are concerned so you won't even think of Freya in anyway other than she was a goddess that is no longer in Orario. As Syr you will think of Bell Cranel as a little brother and nothing more. As a big sister you can make lunches for him, if your cooking gets better, if you want to but it is not necessary. You will always think of Bell as an adopted little brother and 'nothing' more. Bell was never an interest to you other than being your adopted little brother and as someone you want to help out. You will also be a good worker, not slacking off like you used to do. You will keep ten percent of your ability to see what people are thinking and feeling and you will still feel empathy for people. But you will only use it to help people, like when you helped Ryu.]" I started telling Freya, now Syr Flovar how she would be and act. I took a few more minutes going over everything I could think of so she would not try to get out of her new life as Syr Flovar. I pushed everything deep into her mind so she would think that she had been Syr Flovar her whole life and everyone she has known were friends and/or acquaintances from work. I also put in her mind that she would still help the orphanage when she can.
I turned to Ottar who was still sitting on the floor. "[Ottar, go to the Folkvangr and tell everyone they have two hours to pack all their personal belongings and move out. They are to NOT take anything that is not theirs. If I find out anyone has taken anything that does not belong to them. They will find themselves on the thirty-seventh floor of the dungeon in the colosseum with a paring knife as their only weapon." I told Ottar. "Then when that is done you can pack up your own personal belongings and move out also. After that, you will be on friendly teams with me and everyone in the Hestia Familia. You do not have to be friends with any of us, just friendly when you see us and do nothing behind our backs to harm any of us in any way. If you want to be friends with anyone in my Familia that is good, but that is your choice. Also, you will not say or communicate in anyway what happened here in this room today to anyone. If anyone asks what happened, your only response will be, 'Freya gave up her godhood and gave everything away'. Nothing more and nothing less. Next, you are to tell Allen Fromel, The Gulliver Brothers, Hedin and Vanir to stay in the main living room, and that I will be there shortly to talk to them. Inform them if I have to hunt them down, they will also find themselves on the thirty-seventh floor in the colosseum with only a paring knife. And one last thing. Please stay at and guard Folkvangr for a couple days until we, the Hestia Familia, can arrange to have it guarded ourselves. You can stay at Folkvangr while you are guarding it. Thank you.]" I informed Ottar. "You may leave now." I dismissed Ottar, then I turned to Horn.
"I'll guard Folkvangr from everyone except the Hestia Familia for two days, sir." Ottar said giving me a small bow, turned towards the door and walked out of the room.
I looked at Horn for a few seconds. "Now, you were saying?" I asked Horn.
Horn still has the shocked look on her face. "H-how are you able to do that?" Horn asked me.
I chuckled. "Long story and one I'm not going to tell you. At least not now." I replied. "Again, I want you to go through putting everything in my name and handing everything over to me. All of the money and properties the Freya Familia has." I told Horn again.
Horn looked over at Freya-Syr. "Freya, are you really going to let this person do this?" Horn asked almost demanding of Freya.
"It has already been done. You will do as he asks. I am Syr Flovar not Freya. I've always been Syr Flovar." She told Horn.
Horn looked at Syr in shock. "It-it's n-not possible." Horn said staring at Syr.
"It is possible. I'll ask you one more time. Will you do as I asked or not?" I asked Horn again. I was trying to be patient with Horn because of what all was happening, but my patience was running out.
While I was waiting for Horn to make up her mind. "Syr, gather all of the grimoire, Freya has in this room and put them on the table" I told Syr. Even though she had said she was Syr Flover, she is still Freya until she leaves this room. Although with what I had put into her mind she was already starting to think of herself as Syr.
Syr-Freya nodded her head in agreement and walked over to the bookcase. After a short time Syr-Freya had picked out four more Grimoire and put them on the side table.
"Thank you, Syr. Those will come in handy for my Familia." I said, picked up the books and put them into my closet PD for safe keeping.
Horn looking at the floor and finally gave me her answer. "I'll do it." She said barely above a whisper.
"Thank you, Horn. Will you need Freya to do anything?" I asked Horn.
Horn shook her head, no. "I'm able to do everything that needs to be done." Horn told me.
"That's good." I said then turned to Syr. "You may go now. I would suggest you go to the Benevolent Mistress and tell Mia that you are sorry for missing so much work and that someone from the Hestia Familia will be there tomorrow, to explain why you were absent for so long." I told Syr.
"Yes sir." Syr said and headed out of the room.
It took several hours for Horn to get everything put into my name. After that the hard part would start. That is, moving everything from Freya's apartment to the Hearthstone Manor and moving everything from Folkvangr, the Freya Familia's home, to the Hearthstone Manor. Then figuring out what we were going to do with Folkvangr. Although the Xenos might be moving into it.
There was a lot of things we would donate to the orphanage and the poor because there was just too much for us to deal with. Other items we would sell either ourselves or to a secondhand store.
The really hard part for me, will be explaining to Hestia, Welf, Bell, Mikoto, Haruhime and Lili what happened and why we now have a very large amount of money, Folkvangr and everything in Folkvangr along with Freya's apartment.
I was debating whether to sell the four grimoire or let four of my friends in my Familia use them. Although I can teach all of them how to use magic that won't mentally tire them out. Or I can just give them magic if I want to. Although if I teach them magic, it will take two to six months for them to be able to use the magic I can teach them. So, selling the grimoires would give us a large amount of money as well.
Before I dismissed Horn. "[Once you leave this room, you will be friendly with everyone in the Hestia, Miach and Takemikazuchi Familia's, and that includes me. You do not have to be friends with any of us, but you will always be friendly with all of us. If you decided, you want to be friends with any of us that is all well and good. You will also never try to stab any of us in the back or hurt us in any way. As for Freya-Syr, you will believe she was always Syr Flovar. You will treat Syr about the same way you treat the members of the Hestia Familia. You no longer have the ability to turn into Freya or Syr. From now on you will always be Horn. As far as Bell Cranel is concerned you will treat him like any other member of the Hestia Familia. You never hated Bell Cranel and you never loved him. To you, Bell Cranel is just someone Freya had a mild interest in and nothing more.]" I told Horn and pushed into her mind to lock it in. I also put images of the members of the Hestia Familia Take' Familia and the Miach Familia into her mind so she would know who we are when she sees us. And to help her out, I used to "Mind Restore" on Horn to remove the 'charm' Freya had put on her.
While I was at it. I searched out all the ex-Freya Familia members and used "Mind Restore" on all of them as well.
"Horn, you can leave now, if you want to." I told Horn.
Horn looked around the room for a few moments with a worried and sad look on her face, then she started walking towards the door. Once Horn had walked through the door to the apartment I called to her. "Horn!" I called.
Horn stopped and looked back into the apartment at me with a look of curiosity on her face. The worry and sad expression was no longer to be seen. "Yes?" Horn asked as she looked at me.
"Thank you for everything you did to help me out, and I'm sure Hestia would be happy if you decided to join our Familia." I told her.
Horn smiled. "You're welcome, Mister Eilwyn. It was my pleasure that I was able to help you. I-I'll think about joining the Hestia Familia. Thank you, again." Horn said, then she turned and walked away with a smile on her face.
I walked around the apartment again. Then I walked over to the giant window that overlooks the city so I could look out.
I heaved a big sigh. "I enjoy helping out and changing the time lines of these shows and books. But sometimes it gets to be more work than I thought it would." I said to the room in general.
"You can always reset everything to before you came here and let it go as it normally would." Taima suggested.
I smiled as I kept looking out over the city. "That's true. But then I'd lose all the friends I've made here. Lili, Welf, Bell, Mikoto, Haruhime, Wiene and even Hestia, Miach, Take', Fia and Sky. As well as all the others that live in Orario that I've become friends with." I told Taima. "It's just that it sometimes gets to be more work than I expected. Plus, I don't like using 'Mind Control' on people, even if they aren't considered real."
"They're real to us and I don't want to lose any of them as friends either." Taima said as she walked over to me and looked out the window. "It's a wonderous view." Taima said as she put an arm around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder.
"Yes, it is, my-heart, yes, it is." I said and put an arm around Taima and hugged her. I kissed Taima on the top of her head. "I'm amazed at you being with me, of how much you've changed my life for the better." I heaved another sigh, but this time at having to leave this comfortable situation.
"We need to stop by Folkvangr before we head back home to the Manor and tell Hestia and the others about what has happened." I said.
Taima and I didn't need to talk out loud since she is my Companion, and we can talk to each other telepathically. Although we do that, there are times it feels more comfortable if we talk out loud, and this was one of those times.
I kept my arm around Taima as I turned towards the door to the apartment, and we start towards Folkvangr.
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Just a side note:
I've lived in many places, so as the saying goes, home is where you hang your hat. But since I've received these powers and abilities. Pern and Orario are the places that feel the most like home to me. So, when I'm on Pern, my Hold/house there is home, and it feels like home. And when I'm in Orario the Hearthstone Manor feels like home. In both places I have friends, family and people that I love and that love me.
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twistednuns · 1 year ago
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October 2023
A lazy Sunday in bed with Sex Education and cake until Sandra summoned me with a bossy voice note and I joined the others at Oktoberfest. At one point there were several unicorns flying through the sky (in balloon form). Then I went on a little adventure with Sandra, Robert and David. Selfies at the mirror cabinet, crashing into each other with bumping cars, throwing balls into mouths, gifting red roses to each other, attending the flea circus. Man, I love this gang. I told David that he's naturally gorgeous when he inquired about the fate of his full beard and in hindsight I realised... he actually IS really cute. Also way out of my league? Sigh.
Cycling to school for the first time. Any excuse to escape public transport. But I was surprised by how quick the journey felt! I'm planning on taking my bike more often as long as the weather permits.
My first proper Kundalini yoga class! I kept up beautifully and it wasn't even too weird. Afterwards I appeased the teachers anxious, barking dog by giving her a few good scratchies. Oh, and I met a silky smooth and shiny black cat on the way there!
A return request for a lamp I'd bought turned into... a free lamp. They just let me keep it.
Not sure if it's a good thing but at least it was amusing: waking up in such a crazy mood that I constantly made weird noises and commented on what I was doing in strange accents. That's why I'm never bored.
Garlic-filled green olives.
Swimming in the river. In October! I enjoyed the public holiday at Isar with Ben, Taffy and Lu.
A nightly walk through the neighborhood. Picking up a very affectionate cat who purred all the time. Following a toad. Hanging out in the playground.
Finding out about an Alan Rickman movie I really wanna see: Truly, Madly, Deeply.
I picked up a few vegetables from my neighbours' garage and there was a chonky red and white tomcat. We started "talking" and I was CHOSEN. He wrapped himself around my neck and started purring, basically making out with me. Lots of boops!
I had so much energy in Lucie's Yoga class. I sang all the mantras, kept moving, meditating, even performed a headstand! And I learned a trick with the Yoga belt: making a loop and putting it over me leg and head helps me stretch and twist my upper spine!
A weird half-lucid dream about my dying parents in a mansion. Almost like an epic family saga, one of these long novels with too many characters.
Learning from Sophie Passmann's book Pick Me Girls that I was never special. At all. It's funny - and sad - how many things we have in common.
A long video call with Fox. Unboxing the parcel I'd sent him, sharing book recommendations and going through our many lists together.
My date with Christian. Taking the BDSM test on the big leather sofa at Flex together (100% brat?). He noticed we were actually in the kissing corner and made like nobody was watching. We talked about Integral Psychology (I couldn't get Treya Wilber's quote about love at first touch out of my head), my shadow/mum's death and his depression. We went home together. How is this so intense. High on connection.
Madonna's Don't Tell Me playing while walking to the subway one evening, looking up to the stars, feeling gratitude of this fantastic new plane of existence I'm on. I never knew bliss like this. Tell me love isn't true / It's just something that we do / Tell me everything I'm not / But don't ever tell me to stop
The crisp chop chop sound the knife triggered when it dismembered a chunky carrot.
Scalp-brushing.
Hopping around on Hanna's trampoline machine in the physio practice.
Meeting Michael for the first time! I promptly took him to a burner get-together at Tatjana's place and we got along famously. I also enjoyed creating naughty poetry with Ben and hugging Robert for a few moments longer than necessary. I had a great conversation with the British guy whose name I never learned and loved Sandra's soft fur coat - couldn't stop touching it.
Another nightly playground visit.
An unexpected nude selfie with greetings from the Mediterranean from Galya and Nagu.
Milk foam. / Arriving in the kitchen just in time to prevent the milk from boiling over.
Sunday afternoon at Alte Pinakothek with Katharina. I love that woman and I desperately want her to become one of my best friends. We interpreted the art, paid attention to details, textures, colours. Looked at Tilda Swinton's favourite painting (her partner is a childhood friend of K's ex). Then we got some juice and eggplant bread sitting outside a cafe in Schwabing, playing with tiny spiders and chestnuts. Talking about health, sex and love, fashion, all the important things in life.
A brainstorming session with Fox. Getting the zoomies. Interpreting my OSHO stalker card.
Sandra sending me cute photos of me and David.
A deliciously ripe mango from the Canary Islands. A clementine giving me Christmas vibes. Cosy and nostalgic mint tea.
London Philharmonic Orchestra - Adagio for Strings Op.11a / immediate calming effect, it makes me feel like I'm walking through a dramatic movie.
Cycling to the cafeteria. Someone had a beautiful grey Sheba cat on their lap on the driver's seat of their car, letting it look out the window. Someone else was blasting Toto's Africa and I sang along. I managed to produce a loud whistling noise with my fingers!
Salted Pistachio nut butter cups.
Gifting myself to a beautiful yellow and purple bouquet of flowers (my favourite colour combination).
My new acid yellow blazer.
Staying super calm and positive during a painful medical procedure.
Taking the liberty to leave work instead of suffering through the whole day when I noticed I had tonsillitis again.
Coming up with a sexy mission for Lena and Max.
555 is associated with change, personal progression, and transformation. "It is a sign from the divine that you are undergoing positive changes in your life."
Cycling to Westpark to meet Vroni. The smell of mulch in the air (reminds me of home).
Feeling energetic, strong, powerful (still can't do a headstand without walking up a wall though).
Manu showed up at choir practice again! And Kathrin wants me to prepare a song to check out my voice for a possible solo.
Dusting the whole apartment. Filing paperwork. I love it when I happen to be in the mood for annoying tasks like that.
An inspired dinner & theatre date with Becky (visiting Raphael's opening of Animal Farm).
The very spontaneous decision to turn around and go home with Christian in the middle of the night. Touching him felt electric again and his apartment was incredibly gorgeous. I loved waking up surrounded by nature, meeting the chickens and a shy cat. Meditating in the sun. A debate about AI over breakfast. Playing with his son's toys, receiving one of his tiny toothbrushes (pink with stars and a suction cup). Chestnuts. Reading a picture book to him after giving him a massage.
Lush fields of sunflowers in the sunshine. Fall foliage. Butterflies and a vegetable garden outside C.'s house. More chickens outside the wholefood store on my street.
The first persimmons of the season. Biting into a jam-filled gingerbread heart.
A newfound obsession with Jupiter. Its symbol consists of 2+4, my two favourite numbers. Gustav Holst's The Planets suite.
Morning meditation (autumn vibes, windy with lots of crisp leaves flying through the air - cosy). Starting Roger Zelazny's Lord of Light over breakfast (I'm already hooked). Invitations, coincidences, good conversation. Finalising the stamps (following advice about "Doing the thing" I'd received in a newsletter the day before).
A new musical era? I've started listening to more classical music, being naturally drawn to it. I find it to be very uplifting, making life a little more cinematic .
I got dressed up for Avantgardista and felt comfortable and hot in a see-through top with black jeans, cowboy boots and my new Desigual leather jacket. I looked objectively cute! My hair cooperated and I came up with an asymmetrical flitter make-up idea: Multichrome flakes under the right eye, little gemstones under my left eyebrow to accentuate the highest point (stole the idea from Eric in Sex Education).
Spending Saturday evening surrounded by so many burners, old friends and new ones. Finalising my friendship with Robert at Chili's kitchen table. Starting to flirt with each other ("Just to clarify: I do wanna make out with you but I'm afraid of Sandra" - "Yeah, me too!" / he kept following me around a little bit and stayed close. I love how loyal and playful he is).
Tiny kisses from Sandra. Really great fashion and accessories, so many ideas for my own art projects and future Burn outfits. Christian showing up behind me (with Elena - I was a little jealous). Waving to Heike and Stefan from across the catwalk. Chili repeatedly offering to hold my chewing gum for me. Bringing out my dominant streak (the outfit must have done it). Sharing pinsa and a taxi.
Sending a selfie of Katharina and me to her ex (who we both know): "Hey, I stole your ex!" (He was totally fine with it) Damn, we looked extra cute. I loved our connection. What a unique and genuine person!
Playing Spin-the-bottle. Daring tasks. Connecting with Uli. Falling asleep on the big sofa, waking up surrounded by four lovely human beings in a cuddle puddle. Handing out double massages. Breakfast delivery with extra buttery croissants. My head in Christian's lap. Eye contact and kisses from above.
Luna is such a gorgeous, gentle and ethereal human being. She has this soothing voice, is so supportive and drove us all home on Sunday. And do I even need to mention her fantastic new green latex dress? I loved learning about her job in Game Design, bonding over our nerdiness.
Making plans for a mystery dinner together - Indian food, costumes and a murder case.
Christian coming over for dinner. Sitting in my kitchen in a bathrobe. Black candles lit. I love how comfortable he feels in my apartment. Watching scenes from controversial movies in bed, realising we both have quite unusual and eclectic taste. Being reminded of old fantasies and habits. Seeing his face light up when he saw a little video clip his son had sent him, telling him he missed him. His excitement when I told him about Björk's Cornucopia Tour. We made rough plans to go there together. Daring to tell him that I'm kinda into him.
Still, again, always, a little morning request to hear Run Away to Mars by Talk. 3, 2, 1 I miss you.
Now I've even started to find tiny glitter stars on my apartment floor. This one probably came from Christian's facial glitter? It's magic.
Remnants of summer: Yellow dahlias and a bush still full of ripe raspberries in the neighbours' garden. An older couple making out on the subway like teenagers - holding each other's faces, eyegazing.
An insight I had about gender-aware language (that it might actually emphasize inequalities and differences) in a discussion with Raphael.
An easy-breezy lyrics round at Pub Quiz. Slapping Dennis (with his consent). Being reminded of I Don't Want to Miss a Thing by Aerosmith.
I've been listening to so much more music lately: Björk - Venus as a Boy / Billie Bird - La Nuit / Villagers - Courage / Danit - Cuatro Vientos
Beautiful spheric wall art on my daily bike route. A woodpecker crossing my path in flight. The effect I seem to have on women these days. Peculiar.
Forest & Shore Thrive Hair Oil.
Subtle flirting with my colleagues.
A substitute lesson with the 9th-graders. We practiced some Speeddating! I had so much fun with the older kids. I'm a little sad about only teaching years 5+6 at the moment.
My first Joy of Connection event - ecstatic dance turns cuddle puddle. I loved Stefan's music and touches and was surprised and happy that Katharina and David showed up. Lovely vibes, massages, first attempts at contact improv. An Indian girl developed a crush on me.
A cute date with Atabak. He brought me dark sea salt chocolate! I love talking about language, culture and art with him. He's super gentle but intense and calls me cute one.
Meeting Benni and Steffy for dinner at Giorgia. What a great evening. Benni got me to different spheres again and I loved the stories they shared. We took selfies in the mirrored toilet together and made plans to meet again soon!
A very chill and calming breathwork session at Yoga Garden.
Following an impulse to drive to Augsburg for the Kinky Amore Party. Meeting lovely burners. Grounding C. through a trip. Letting him cut my duct tape outfit off me. Walking through the empty streets together in the early morning. Driving back to Munich during sunrise. Holding hands on the gear stick. Kinky bathroom session. Closing the blinds, spending the rest of Saturday in darkness. Talking for hours. Massages. Getting up close to midnight to eat potatoes and cauliflower. Falling asleep again. Cataloguing all my old maps and charts in the morning. My pillow smelled of him.
A long walk through the forest on a sunny Sunday afternoon. I immediately felt calmer upon entering the woods. The smell was enticing. I found hazelnuts, took a lot of gorgeous photos. Then I put on the inline skates I had with me in my backpack and skated back to my bike. I was honestly surprised that it went quite well!
Meeting Max and Lena. Interesting conversation and playtime. She was super cute, I loved touching her.
Biting into a crisp, buttery croissant.
My connection with Fox. Mutual understanding, inspiration, playfulness.
Walking to school in the morning. I Do the Rock on my headphones. A sudden whiff of sugar and cinnamon, reminding me of my grandma and, weirdly, the bakery at Niederbayernschau.
The life is juicy feeling. Delicious moments and experiences. Feeling like I've leveled up, vibrating on a higher frequency. Manifesting what's to come. Love, safety, adventure, creativity, stepping into my power.
Someone in my yoga class told me how fascinating and beautiful she found my hip rotation. She said she wanted to stop her own Asana and marvel at my flexibility.
The moment I realized I wasn't wearing any make-up (and didn't have to wash my face).
Finally finishing the Playspace Bingo.
Fancy shopping at Muji. I got crisps with old French cheese and a huge sandalwood candle.
Meeting David at work. I love him so much.
Visiting Robert's new apartment. Snacks on the balcony. Seeing Sandra together. Kebabs on a park bench. Train and bus and car ride. He's super touchy and cuddly!
The madness that was Hamburn. Chaotic, stressful, vibrant, pulsating. Wow. Here are a few film stills that live in my head rent free: the long drives with my dudes (Frank, Robert and Uli but on the way back Celia came with us) - Robert and I were such a good team; driving, cuddling, massaging and supporting each other, great conversation and DJ-ing / a moment with Uli on the bar floor, almost kissing after dinner, and an honest conversation about his cancer journey; giving him an exciting challenge for his free bingo space, witnessing how much he was into it; and sharing his apple lollipop / talking to Idan (who still intimidates and confuses me) and Alma (I'm not sure how that immediate level of conversational depth came to be but I went along with it) / dancing with Robert to Oops I Did it Again and seeing him match my energy on the actual dancefloor; going absolutely bananas (Fusili!) / roleplaying our way through the admission procedure: drawing numbers, going along with the tasks and challenges, reading a fantastic story about wolverines, filling out a crazy form and putting Robert on a leash - conveniently, I had a washing line in my bag / lying on the lower bunk bed in the Play-Playroom with Robert, Koali and Ole; reading picture books to each other; toys and candy, vibrating walls / witnessing a very strange scene when the hypnosis duo came in with one of their many victims and Undine said that none of that had ever happened... / walking through the forest, alone, in the middle of the night / taking turns drawing a scene with Robert in the Expresso Tipi, getting buffed / a great conversation about self development with Celia and Josef (who are both coaches) in the welfare room; the two woman doctors who came in just to hang out with me, eat snacks and listen to Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield / exchanging long, sensual massages on an actual massage bench with R. / taking a Lindy Hop class, being lead, slowly getting the hang of it (muscle memory), fighting over Robert and then with him, landing on his face (contact improv) / early morning sauna and quick swims in the ice cold lake / receiving hard slap shots from Jo in drag / recording "podcast" episodes about how much we missed Sandra - receiving her hilarious replies / getting dressed up for the 80s party, taking cute photos / going all kitty on Nas, propositioning him to play because he doesn't speak my native language (bingo task) / seeing Marta dance with a crystal ball player - their interaction was magnetic, she kept following the ball with her gaze and movements / walking out of a door, a flock of people at the bottom of the stairs; playing queen, waving to my people - everybody immediately played along //
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randomheadcanons · 1 year ago
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Darkest Timeline Mini-Fic Pt2
“So,” Cat asked cautiously, turning to Tally, “Did the guys tell you all that?” Tally shook her head, “Nope,” she said, popping her ‘p’. “I doubt they knew, to be honest. They were probably busy fixing their own personal timelines,” 
“What I don’t understand,” Guy said, crossing his legs on the couch, “is why you need us in this timeline to stop us in the whacked timeline” 
“Yeah I’m kind of fuzzy on that justification as well,” Justin added. “Can’t you just fly around and look for them without our help?” “I could,” Renet started, “but I figured you would know yourselves the best, so you could help locate the not-yous faster,” 
“But if they're in a different timeline we’d likely have different personalities and motives and junk,” Tally countered. “So we wouldn’t actually know what we were up to, because we’re essentially different people, right?” 
“Was there like a turning event in not-us’s timeline?” Cat asked. “If we’re going with the multiverse theory there could be infinite,” Guy replied. “So, yes. But also, no?” 
“So Renet’s essentially back at stage one,” Justin supplied, “If she was aiming to get our help by asking us what our motives would be if we were not us-which we’re not. So,” 
“The other thing is,” Renet added. “Is that we-” “We?” Cat asked incredulously, crossing her arms, “This is definitely an ‘I’ moment,” 
“-I,” Renet corrected with a sour look,”Don’t know where in their timeline they got pulled from. They could be your current age, or older or younger or like way older” 
“How’s that?” Tally asked. 
“Time is like a…” Renet trailed off, trying to find the correct words. “A weird, like, yarn ball?” She tried. “Realities and timelines can overlap and that makes it even messier when they interact. So-the not-yous could be any age when they were pulled from their reality into yours, I just don’t know.” 
There was a long pause as the crew processed what had been presented to them. 
“What in the fresh hell,” Cat sighed deeply. 
“Yeah,” Justin agreed, straightening. “But we’re in,” “Says who?” Tally asked. 
“I mean, it’s kind of our problem,” Justin said. 
Tally laughed. “In what way?” She asked, “It seems very much not our problem. We didn’t open a weird time hole in the yarn of existence.” 
“But the wrong versions of us could make our lives a little messy,” Guy suggested. 
“Oh shit,” Cat said, eyes widening in realization as she  looked at the boys. “If any of the Foot see the not-yous around, they’ll know the you-yous aren’t-” 
“Dead,” Justin said, with the same look of realization, looking at Tally. “So it is very much our problem.” 
Tally scrubbed a hand over her face. “Let me call into work,” she mumbled, pulling out phone. “This might take a while.” 
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moonyasnow · 17 hours ago
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Some interactions with sibling pairs chosen at random
Maleah plays the harp, and her younger sibling Malindt (tree hugger- not yet pictured but they are next on the list to chibi-fy) plays the violin. So I like imagining them having duets. The first that comes to mind is Lizz Robinette's cover of 'suteki da ne'
Malek and Maleah were born so close together that they could almost be considered twins (bc in my headcanon, the egg babies' eggs just kinda…appeared magically one day. So Irina was pregnant with Maleah at the same time Malek's egg was incubating. And when Malek had hatched, during the last month of Irina's pregnancy he spent basically all his time(as a little baby dragon at the time) laying on Irina's stomach. Kinda like how cats do with their pregnant owners) and so they're very close. Malek sees it as his duty to basically act as her personal knight/bodyguard since she, as the most 'human' out of them, is more frail compared to most of the rest of the siblings. So you'll often find the two together; it's actually more rare for them to be apart. They're really attached at the hip, you could say. They're really even kinda struggling to define themself and their life without the other. It just feels…wrong, somehow, to imagine living their lives without seeing each other every day and spending the majority of their time together.
Malek is the MOST 'draconic' out of all the siblings, even more so than Malina. So it's a little bit like, you know in one of those stories where a dragon kinda imprints on their rider? Like that. You cannot separate the dragon from the princess he's guarding. He just also happens to be a prince and her brother.
They no longer have the same bedroom like they did when they were kids(at first they actually had trouble sleeping without the other being there), but their rooms are right next to each other. Though to this day, when they're on a camping trip or something, Malek stays in his dragon form so that Maleah can curl up in her sleeping bag under one of his wings. They both feel the most comfortable like that.
Malek also sometimes ends up falling asleep when Maleah is playing the harp because he thinks it's so soothing. And sometimes Maleah likes to braid flowers into his hair— his hair is really short, but she does still manage to make tiny braids!
(Ok so this one turned out to be 3— Malissa, Malindt and Malachi)
When Malindt finds something in the woods they can't identify, they always go to Malachi to ask him what it is. Malachi reads so much that he can basically always tell them. When they (Malissa in tow) one day showed Malachi some half-eaten animal bones they found, Malachi fainted. Malindt went to get their parents while Malissa just sat there poking him with one of said bones.
When she saw him waking up she made sure to put on the scariest face she could manage. His scream woke up the whole castle. Malleus and Irina rushed over to see what was wrong— and they found a terrified Malachi curled up in a ball on the floor, Malissa on the floor right next to him laughing hysterically, like she'd just been told the most hilarious joke in the world.
Anyway she was grounded for a week and started going stir crazy not being allowed to go out flying like usual.
(She torments him often because she thinks it's funny)
Maleah is pretty protective and nurturing of Malcolm. She was already a teenager when he was born, so it's only natural she feels more nurturing feelings toward him than she would if they were only a few years apart. He's a big grump so he grumbles about it, but she still does small stuff like saving him a seat even though she knows he might not show up.
Malissa sometimes gets Malcolm's name wrong on purpose (the thing he hates the most in the whole world) just because she thinks it's funny (can you tell she's a little menace)
They sometimes even get to the 'come at me bro' stage, before people have to tear them apart.
Malcolm has a really hard time entering his dragon form (he's only been able to do it like twice) but Malissa often prefers her dragon form over her human one. So you need to stop Malcolm from slinging spells (and fire) at her and Malissa from getting him with her talons.
Bc I just can't keep it to myself, here's the current state of the family
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Only the theatre kid, the tree hugger, and the evil one left to draw now
AND THEY WILL ALL GET CLOTHES EVENTUALLY I SWEAR
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balladeerssong · 2 years ago
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;; our new family
member ;;
ᵍᵉⁿˢʰⁱⁿ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ' ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇʳⁱⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃʸ ᵃⁿⁱᵐᵃˡ!
ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ---
ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈᵉᵈ: ᴰⁱˡᵘᶜ, ᴴᵘ ᵀᵃᵒ, ˢᶜᵃʳᵃᵐᵒᵘᶜʰᵉ, ˣⁱᵃᵒ
𝔻𝕚𝕝𝕦𝕔 - 🐶
He would be uh.. surprised? I mean who wouldn't be when their partner enters their house with a dirty puppy in hand?
Don't misunderstand, he wouldn't have a problem with it! He just lacks the instinct to rush over and take care of it. If you need help with bathing it, he would be there for you of course. Adeline is already notified to get some food suitable for such a young animal.
Once the dog is all clean and fed, it's time to make the enviroment comfortable for him too. A soft blanket for him to sleep on and maybe some toys he can play with! Diluc would never admit, but he grew fond of your new buddy rather quickly. You can tell by how much he cares for his comfort - be it the top quality dog food he ordered, the whole box of toys for him to enjoy, or just genuinely the way he looks at the fella. The bond between them is already showing.
After a few weeks he might even let him sleep on the bed with you. If the puppy is calm and isn't messy, it might turn into an everyday thing.
ℍ𝕦 𝕋𝕒𝕠 - 🐦
OH ARCHONS WHAT DID YOU DO
She would try to bury the poor injured bird. Please do NOT leave it alone with her under ANY circumstance until that poor animal is fully recovered.. She means no harm! It's just.. an instinct!!?
I'm so sorry but you have to take care of it alone. No matter how much you love Hu Tao, you just can't trust her with these things. Sure, she can accompany you to Bubu Pharmacy while you purchase some medicine and herbs to heal the bird, but the responsibility of actually taking care of it falls into your hands alone. Trust me, it's for the best.
Once the bird recovers, it would only take them a few days to become absolute best buddies. Your original plan was to let it go after it was healthy and able to fly, but no. The bird will not leave no matter what you do.
You now have a bird living on your balcony. Hu Tao named it Fanhui (返回 - meaning 'return' in chinese)! It's just so thankful for your help and love that it refuses to leave, which is cute! And Hu Tao loves it too!!
𝕊𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖 - 🦝
Do not let him see it. I am not kidding. Do NOT let him see it.
If he happens to notice it.. archons please protect that poor animal. He will call it all sorts of names, such as 'stinky', 'useless', 'ugly'.. if that raccoon would know human language she would be crying in shame.
Please protect her from him. Don't trust him with any business regarding her. Not even buying stuff for her. In the first few weeks he would do ANYTHING to ruin her life.
Listen, at some point you just have to sit him down, look deep in his eyes and lecture him about the animal you brought home. She's not a pest, she's injured and needs help, she also has feelings. If he won't stop being grumpy about it, take away his kiss and cuddle privileges until he stops (it will work 100%, don't worry).
Congratulations, you can now trust him to buy food for her. He still calls her names sometimes, but it's not that bad anymore. Sometimes, on rare occasions, you can even catch him call her by the name you gave her. How adorable.
𝕏𝕚𝕒𝕠 - 🐱
In a nutshell: acts like he doesn't care, secretly adores her and pets her for hours while you sleep.
You will often notice her feasting on something when you arrive at home. You're sure she finished eating before you left, how is her bowl full again? It's not hard to figure the culprit out though. But please warn him not to feed her too much, you don't want that cat to roll around the house like a ball.
More often than not, he takes her to Wangshu Inn with him. He sits her down next to him to watch the sunset. So cute.
Don't worry he isn't forgetting about you either! He just treats her like his child, and of course, you as the other parent! You definitely have bracelets that match with the cat's collar, nobody can ever change my mind.
Overall, despite his efforts to hide it at first, he treats her like family. No, he treats the two of you like family<3
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mychemicalimagines · 2 years ago
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Black Flame Candle-Max Dennison-Chapter 5/Finale
Summary: Max Dennison is the new kid in Salem, Massachusetts. On Halloween, his life takes a dramatic turn when his parents force him to take his little sister, Dani, trick-or-treating. He, his crush, Casey Blackstone, and his sister are in for a ride when Max lights the Black Flame Candle.
Series Warnings: Slight Language, Fluff, Flirting, Angst, Supernatural, Paranormal, Canon Deaths. This series is a little more adult than the Disney movie.
Words: 5,929
Tag List: Reblog
A/N: Here’s the last chapter just in time for you to binge for Halloween!! I hope you enjoy! We worked so hard on this!! 
Bring some tissues! I needed them when writing! XD Also, there is the part about ‘Clever White Witch’ in the beginning, I was copying the script but you don’t have to pay attention to that. Imagine her however you want, despite her face claim to be Reese!
Comment your thoughts and we might be out with another series soon!!!
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Together, the older teens jump off the counter and rush upstairs, making sure they have the salt container. Being in the lead, Max bursts open the door and they run into the room, looking around. The bed where his younger sister was sleeping is still covered up, making it seem like she’s still asleep. They glance around the room but Casey’s eyes look toward their bed from earlier. 
“Max! The book!” 
He walks over to the bed, his stomach aching with nerves. He quickly pulls back the blanket and screams when the blonde Sanderson witch jumps up. 
“Trick or treat!” She yells, smiling. 
The closet door slams open as Winifred, Mary and Dani walk out. Mary is holding the younger Dennison captive while also holding a bag that they can tell has their beloved cat inside. Winifred is holding up the book, facing the unofficial couple. 
“Looking for this?” She grins before opening the book. 
Much like earlier in the museum, a ball of energy shoots out from the pages, hitting Max directly in the chest. He groans, flying backward into his drum set, forcing him to flip over it and land on the ground. The three witches laugh at his expense as the blonde human rushes forward to stand between them.
“Boy down!” Sarah laughs.
Cas quickly sprinkles a salt ring around her and holds it out toward the witches. 
“Hand over the girl and the cat, and we won’t have any problems.”
“Salt!” Winifred says, gasping slightly at the mineral. “What a clever little white witch. But it will not save thy friends!”
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Cas immediately starts pouring some into her hand. 
“I said…Hand over the girl and the cat!!” 
“No.” She says, looking toward her sisters. “Come sisters, the candle's magic is almost spent. A dawn approaches!” 
“Max! Cas!” Dani wiggles, trying to get out of the witch's grasp. “Put me down!” 
Angrily, Cas throws the salt toward the sisters causing them to jump backward. 
“Imbecile!” Winifred screeches. “Sisters!!”
The three of them rush up toward the window seat where their makeshift brooms are waiting. The blonde human rushes after them but doesn’t make it in time. The witches burst through the small tower, forcing the young woman to be knocked back from the power. She groans as a bunch of planks of wood lands on her. 
After a few seconds, she pushes the wood off of her and runs back up toward the large hole they created. 
“Dani!” She screams, looking through the sky, trying to find them. “Shit!”
She runs back down the stairs and rushes to Max, pushing the drum set off of him. 
“Max? Max!” She shakes him and gently pats his face to wake him up. “Are you okay?”
He groans and opens his eyes slightly. Realizing where he is, he sits up immediately. 
“Where’s Dani?”
“They took her! I couldn’t get her!” 
She helps him up but they both pause when they hear soft singing coming from the hole in the roof. Their heads snap up before they both rush up the stairs. In the distance, they see Sarah flying on her mop. Cas looks down at the road and sees all the children in town begin to head toward the cottage as if they were in some kind of trance. 
She elbows Max, causing him to look down as well. 
“Hey! Hey you guys! Don’t listen to her!” He yells, but nothing works. 
“Max, I figured it out.” She says, watching the children for a moment. 
“What?” He looks at her.
“Winifred said ‘The candle’s magic will soon be spent. A dawn approaches.’ The black flame candle only brought them back for this one Halloween night.” She says before gesturing to the children. “And unless they can steal the lives of children, when the sun comes up, they’re dust.”
“Yeah, but how can we make the sun come up?” He shakes his head and looks toward the cottage. “They’ve got Dani. We need a miracle.”
Cas bites her lip before her eyes light up. 
“Do you parents have a second car?”
“Yeah…why?” He looks at her once again. 
“Do you have your license?” She asks, ignoring his question. 
“Just a learner’s permit.” He shrugs, slightly confused. 
“Perfect!” She quickly rushes down the stairs. 
He raises an eyebrow but quickly follows behind her, wondering what her idea is.
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After almost running over the large group of children, they finally pull in front of the cottage. The entire way there, they spoke about her idea which Max is praying works so he can get his sister back. He rushes out of the car and toward the building while Cas gets their idea ready. He forces the door open to see the three witches trying to force feed Dani the potion from the cauldron. 
His little sister is tied to the chair they had her in earlier in the night. In two large cages hanging from the ceiling are his bullies, Ice and Jay.
“Prepare to die!” He says, causing them to look up. “Again.”
“You! You have no powers here, you fool!” Winifred snaps before pushing the large spoon toward Dani, who is holding her mouth closed.
“Hollywood!” Jay yells, trying to get his attention. 
“Maybe not!” Max tells them, ignoring his bully. “But there’s a power greater than your magic, and that’s knowledge!”
“Come on, man!” He continues but the young man chooses to ignore him. 
“And there’s one thing that I know that you don’t.” He says, staring at them. 
Winifred sighs and stands straight, still holding the oversized spoon. 
“And what is that…dude?” She says sarcastically, causing her sisters to laugh. 
“Daylight savings time.” He says, revealing Cas’ plan.
“Daylight savings time.” Mary laughs at his words, not knowing what it was. 
Suddenly a pinkish-red light begins to shine behind Max, looking as if the sun is rising. The sisters scream in fright and begin to run around, trying to outrun the light. Waiting for a moment, Max runs over and unties his sister. The witches scream as if they were in pain and fall to the floor in a heap, ‘dying’. 
After helping his sister up, he rushes to the fireplace where they have hung up the bag that contains Binx. 
“Hot cat! Hot cat!” Binx calls out as his bag gets close to the fire below him. 
He quickly grabs the bag and looks toward the cauldron. He makes a split second decision and kicks it over, spilling the contents all over the floor. 
“Hey! Let me outta here!” Jay yells, capturing his attention. 
“Hey! Hollywood!” Ice yells. “Help us out of here!” 
Max runs over to them but instead of opening their cages, he takes his shoes off Ice’s feet with a smirk. 
“Tubular.” He says, gesturing with the shoes before rushing out of the building with his sister, causing the two bullies to start crying. 
Dani pauses at the door and glances over her shoulder as Max runs down the stairs. 
“Max!” He stops and turns toward her. “I wanna see her turn to dust!”
Before he can answer her, the sound of a sharp whistle enters their ears. They glance toward the car to see Cas whistling to get their attention as she gestures into the car. On the headlights is a pinkish-purple film, making it look like the sunrise the witches thought it was. 
“Pump it!” Dani yells before rushing toward the car with her brother. “Cas!” 
She wraps her arms around her new friend in a large hug. The blonde hugs the smaller girl tightly before opening the back door for her. After helping her inside, Cas climbs into the passenger seat and Max immediately pulls away from the cottage, not caring about driving through the sign that once stood there, or the kids still approaching the cottage. 
Driving as fast as he can without getting pulled over, not that that really seems to be a high priority worry of his tonight, he glances over at the girls with a worried look etched on his face. 
“Step on it, Max!” Dani yells out, holding Binx, who is now out of the bag. 
“Are they following us?” He asks, glancing at the blonde. 
She turns in her seat slightly to look out of the back window and shakes her head. 
“No.”
“Good.” He says, glancing at her with a smile. 
Suddenly, Winifred flies up beside his window with a large smile. 
“Pull over!” She yells, scaring the people and their cat. “Let me see your driver’s permit!”
Max swerves a little from the sudden jolt of fear and panic she caused him, but quickly maintains control of the vehicle. She starts laughing loudly before reaching into the open window. She grabs Max by the neck, trying to pull him out of the car. Cas and Dani immediately grab onto him, holding him in as the three of them scream in fright. 
“Resisting arrest?!” Winnie asks, pulling harder. 
The teenage boy disentangles himself from her before throwing his arm out, fending off her attack. She screams as he hits her in the face and flies backward, landing in some bushes on the side of the road. The three people in the car cheer loudly while the two girls clap excitedly. It only takes them another few minutes to pull up to the cemetery. 
As quickly as they can, they hop out of the car and through the gate, needing to get on the hallowed ground. Max closes the gate behind them, holding his old baseball travel duffle bag filled with the rest of their plan items. Cas, Dani and Binx run forward toward their meeting point when they hear a thunk behind them. 
The two females immediately turn around. 
“Max!”
Standing above Max is Billy, who has been looking all over the town for them. His eyes widen and he quickly reaches into his pocket, pulling out his switchblade that he grabbed from his side table before they left. Flipping it open, he points the blade toward the undead man standing above him. Billy, not knowing what to do, jumps back slightly, groaning through his stitched mouth. 
“Go! Run!” Max hollers out to the two girls and the feline. 
Just as they start backing up, Billy grabs the teenager by the arm and pulls him toward him. The two girls and Binx run off, just in time too, as another problem arises. Outside the gate, the three Sanderson Sisters hover on their makeshift brooms, grinning as the male Dennison had been caught. The zombie glances up and twirls Max around, holding him in a headlock of sorts with his other arm, keeping the blade away from them.
“Billy!” Winifred screeches. “Kill him if you must, just bring me that child! That Dani! And put some wiggle in it, you putrid festering sore.”
Glancing down at their hands, the ex-lover of the red-head quickly removes the knife from the young man’s hand. Shocked, Max watches as Billy uses the blade to cut the strings that have been holding his mouth closed for three centuries. 
Winifred, giddy with excitement, urges him to do her bidding faster. “Come along now! Kill him! Do it now!”
Billy opens his mouth, coughing slightly, allowing more than a few moths, who have made his mouth, their home to fly out. He takes in a very deep breath glaring up at the witches. 
“Wench!” He croaks out, much to his ex’s surprise. “Trollop! You buck tooth, mouth rind, firefly from Hell!”
Billy smiles to himself, glad to finally have gotten that off his chest after all of these long centuries. Winifred gasps in shock, feeling enraged that he turned sides. The zombie leans down toward the teen in his arms.
“I’ve waited centuries to say that.” He whispers, informing the Dennison boy his thoughts.
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Max groans and turns his head to the side, trying to lean away slightly as the foul stench exits his mouth. 
“Say what you want, just don’t breathe on me.” He mutters to Billy.
“Billy!” The oldest, and only scorned, Sanderson sister shrieks. “I killed you once! I shall kill you again, you maggoty mouth peasant. Hang on to your head!”
With that threat, she scoffs before her and her sisters fly off. Billy rolls his eyes and waves his hand, dismissing her words as he lets go of the teenager. Needing to get back to them before the witches enter the cemetery, Max runs down the path he watched the two girls and feline go, the zombie following close behind.
“Max! Come on, move out of the way!” Casey calls out, holding out a long stick she found as she stands in front of Dani, keeping her safe. 
“No, no wait!” He calls out, putting his hands out between them. “He’s a good zombie.”
She watches him before slowly putting down the stick, still unsure if the zombie is actually on their side but she stands straight. She nods slightly, silently conveying that she will play nice. 
“Come on.” Binx says, jumping down from a rock. “We’ll have to hold them off until dawn. It’s our only hope.”
The cat along with the unofficial couple start rushing through the cemetery trying to find a safe spot they can fight this last battle. Dani, staying behind, walks over to the undead man and smiles. 
“Hi, Billy.” She says, reaching up to take his hand. 
He groans out his hello with a makeshift smile and helps her walk through the graveyard after the teenagers. Remembering the one spot they can hide Dani successfully, Binx leads them to the friendly zombie’s open grave. Knowing the witches can pop out any moment, Max takes off his jacket and kneels down to open his duffle bag.  
Reaching inside, he pulls out the can of salt Cas was using earlier at his home. Turning toward her, he smiles softly and holds it out, giving her her only weapon. She blushes and takes it, whispering a soft, quiet ‘thank you’. He pulls out his baseball bat and stands up before putting his hand out toward her. Taking it, she stands up with his help and walks over to Billy’s grave. 
She begins to pour a circle of salt around the open grave, making sure not to put too much, knowing she’ll need more later. Nearby, Max takes a few practice swings with his bat, not having played since the last season. Finally making it to them, Billy ushers the young girl to his final resting place of the last 300 years and what will continue to be for the rest of eternity. 
“You’ll be safe in here.” He says, looking down at her. 
“Thank you.” She says, smiling nervously. 
“You okay, Dani?” Max asks, walking over toward them.
“Yeah. Fine.” She nods but the group knows she’s scared.
“Alright then.” Billy says, picking her up. “In we go.”
He gently sets her inside of his grave, making sure not to touch the salt below them. 
“Here they come!” Binx calls out, jumping on top of a headstone. “Billy, guard Dani! Max, Cas, spread out.”
The undead man steps closer to the grave, looking around while Max walks through a few dead trees toward the oldest Sanderson who flies toward him. 
“For the last time, prepare to meet thy doom!” She says, glaring at the teenage boy. 
Max swings his baseball back, praying that it scares her away but it just makes her laugh maniacally. 
“You little pest, I’ve had enough of you!” She growls slightly leaning forward toward him. 
He swings again but gasps as she grabs the top of the bat. He starts backing up, nervously causing her to fly toward him. He turns around and begins to run but he doesn’t make it very far. She throws the wooden bat aside and pushes on his back, forcing him to fall onto his chest with a groan. Cas notices the blonde witch is flying toward her on the dirty old mop and starts pouring some of the salt into the palm of her hand. 
When Sarah gets close enough, she throws the salt up in the air and falls to her knees. The ditzy witch screams in fright and pain as flies backward in a quick loop. Winifred turns around and grins down, realizing she’s close to the girl who they’ve hidden. She sees the salt ring and groans slightly before yelling out as she uses her electrical powers to hit the tree branch nearby, forcing it to break and fall halfway into the circle. 
Billy growls as he glares up at his ex-lover.
“Go to hell!” He yells.
“Oh, I’ve been there, thank you.” Winifred grins, putting her hand on her chest, pretending to be bashful. “I found it quite lovely.”
He growls and stands straighter, ready to fight against her to save the young girl next to him. The red-head screams and holds her arms out as she takes a nose drive toward him but at the very last moment, she curves her broom. Billy’s eyes widen when he realizes what is about to happen. For the second time tonight, his head is knocked off his body causing Dani to let out a loud shriek. 
His head rolls down a small hill, far enough away that it will take some time for his body to find it. Nearby, Sarah takes another shot at Cas but as the young human blonde begins to pour more salt into her hand, she realizes the container is empty. 
“Shit!” She looks up and sees that the blonde witch is too close. 
She falls down to the ground on her stomach as the witch flies above her with an irritated yell. Cas jumps up and rushes over to Max to help him off the ground. Taking a quick look around, together, they rush up toward the grave and see…that it’s empty. 
“Oh God.” She whispers and sits up to look around. 
Winifred, who has turned her broom around again, grins as she sees the young girl helping her ex-lover. She cheers loudly as she begins to swoop down toward her. Hearing the scream, Dani’s head snaps up and she screams. 
“Max!” 
Hearing the screams, the teens jump up from their hiding spots to see the red-headed witch grab his little sister. 
“Dani!” Max yells.
“Bye bye, big brother.” Winifred laughs loudly as she begins to fly away. 
Climbing over the fallen tree that the witch had created, Max, Cas and Billy look toward the sky at the young girl and the red-head. 
“Alright, you little trollymall!” She says, pulling a large vial of the potion out of her pocket. 
“No!” Dani screams before trying to cover her open mouth but the red-head is quicker. 
She covers her mouth so the young girl can’t, giving her the advantage of prying her mouth open. Using her teeth, she pulls the cork out of the top of the vial.
“Hold on, Dani!” Binx yells out before running toward the group and up the fallen tree.
“This’ll teach you to call people ugly! Open your mouth!” Winifred demands but the young girl keeps resisting and struggling against her hold. “Open your mouth, I say!”
Using his claws, Binx climbs up the rest of the tree and takes a running leap, landing right on Winifred’s shoulder, making sure to dig the rest of his claws into her. He knocks the vial out of her hand causing it to fall toward the ground. Angry, the red-headed grabs the head of the feline and throws him across the graveyard, forcing him to hit a rock nearby. 
“Binx?!” Cas calls out, looking in the direction he was thrown but can’t see him. 
“I am…okay…” She hears weakly. 
Unsure of his words, she turns back toward the scene before her to see Max had caught the vial before it had smashed against the ground. 
“Give me that vial!” Winifred demands.
“Put her down or I’ll smash it!” Max says, glaring up at her.
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“Smash it and she dies!” She wraps her arms tighter around the young girl. 
He looks at the green bubbling liquid before glancing up at the witch again who puts her hand out for her potion. Making a quick decision to save his sister, he downs the liquid. 
“Max!” Cas yells, trying toward him.
“No!” Billy yells, grabbing her and holding her close. 
Tossing the vial away, Max smirks up at her. “Now you have no choice. You have to take me.”
Growling, Winifred lowers her broom toward him, holding the young girl in her arms, hovering only a foot above the ground. 
“You are a fool to give up thy life…for thy sister’s.” She mumbles out before throwing the young girl to the ground. 
She grabs him by his sweatshirt and begins flying upward, his feet dangling. 
“Max!” Dani screams from the ground. 
“Dani!” Cas says, rushing over to her.
The older teenager wraps her arms around her, helping her off the ground with Billy standing on her other side. They all look up to see Max, now having a gray aura around him, struggling against the red-head’s hold but she doesn’t care. Winifred begins sucking the life out of the teenage boy. 
“Put him down!” Dani screams, knowing it won’t work but she has to try. 
From the angle that she had grabbed him, Max is having trouble breathing. He reaches up and grabs the red-head by the throat, pushing her backward. She loses her grip on his sweatshirt, almost dropping him but just in time, he grabs onto her broom handle with a light yelp. The witch growls and leans down, grabbing his shirt once again.
Not having the strength to pull him up fully, she leans down further to continue to suck on his life. He reaches up and pushes on her face as hard as he can from how he’s position causing her to lean backward and almost fall off her broom. She screams in fright as she loses grip and her arms start flailing. 
“Sisters! Sisters! Hallowed ground!” She calls out, needing their help. 
“Winnie! Winnie, I’m coming.” Mary says, finally joining in on the fight due to her slow makeshift broom. 
Riding her vacuum, she flies by the group who are still on the ground. Getting an idea, Cas grabs the power cord that was hanging off of it. Realizing her idea, Dani and Billy follow her lead and begin to pull backward, keeping the plump witch from flying. 
“Hold! Hold!” Cas calls out, pulling backward as hard as she can.
Getting her grip back on her broom, Winifred growls and grabs Max by the hair, pulling him up again.
He yelps in pain and tries to fight back but she has a better grip on him this time. 
“I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.” She growls before sucking on his soul again. 
“Sarah!” Mary calls out, still being held back by the three people on the ground. 
Flying toward her, the blonde grabs at her sister’s hand, holding it tightly. 
“I got you!” 
She begins pulling on her, trying to get her out of the three people’s grasp.
“Now!” Cas yells out.
Together, they let go and fall backward, Dani landing on her and Cas landing on Billy. They quickly look up to see the two sisters being flung backward into the sky. Finally getting an opening, Max throws his arm out, knocking Winifred backward. Losing her grip, they both fall off the broom, landing hard on the ground. 
Winifred growls and slams her hands onto the ground to push herself up. Spitting the grass out of her mouth, she looks around. She grins to herself and crawls over to Max who only landed a few feet away from him. His eyes widen and he tries to roll away, but she grabs him by his sweatshirt. Standing up, she pulls him to his feet and holds him in the air. 
He struggles against her newly found strength, but she holds his shirt tight and begins to suck on his life once again. After a few seconds, they both hear a loud sizzling sound. Confused, Winifred looks to her right and her eyes widen as the sun begins to rise. She looks down at the ground and gasps, realizing that she is now truly standing on hallowed ground. 
The sizzling that they heard was her feet turning to stone as it made its way up her body. She looks up at Max and his eyes widen, wondering what’s going to happen to him now that he’s being held by her. Together, they take a double take at her feet then at one another. Knowing she can’t do anything about it, she tries one last thing. 
“Book!” She sings, trying to summon her companion but she’s too late. 
As she sings, her entire body turns to stone. Being caught by her nails, Max wiggles in her arms and flings himself backward, ripping his sweatshirt. He lands on the ground, groaning from the impact. The three humans and their zombie friend look toward the sky, looking for the other sisters. As the sun rises over the hills, the light hits the two flying witches.
“Winnie! Good-bye!” Sarah calls out, waving toward her sister.
Before they know it, she bursts into a flash of purple sparkles, disappearing forever. Mary’s eyes widen and she looks down at the group below.
“Uh-oh…” She whines before waving her fingers. “Bye-bye.”
Just like her sister before her, she bursts into her own flash of red, disappearing as well. Being the last one, despite being stone, Winifred’s statue explodes in a flash of green forcing all the children to shield their eyes in some way. And just like that, the children have fought off the three witches that have tormented them the entire night. 
“Max!” Dani rushes toward her brother and falls to her knees next to him. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah…” He groans as he rolls to his side slightly. “I think so.”
“You saved my life.” She smiles at him. 
“I had to.” He grins before pushing gently on her shoulder. “I’m your big brother.”
“I love you, jerk face.” She throws herself at him, hugging him tightly. 
“I love you too.” He chuckles, hugging her to him.
After a few moments, they pull away and she helps him off the ground. They look around the graveyard to see Cas helping Billy into his grave. Together, the siblings approach the hole in the ground and Cas steps up next to them with her own grin. Max smiles at her and wraps his arm around her shoulder, holding her to his side. 
“Bye, Billy.” Dani waves to him. “Have a nice sleep!”
Before he can lay down, the older Dennison calls out to the zombie. 
“Hey, Billy.” The zombie looks up. “Thanks.”
He nods at him with his own smile before yawning loudly as he stretches. He holds his arms in the air before collapsing back into his grave. Giggling softly, Cas looks around the cemetery. 
“Wait. Where’s Binx?” She says, leaving her unofficial boyfriend's side. 
Splitting up, they begin looking for the feline. The blonde walks to the area she saw he was flung earlier and gasps. 
“No…No!” She runs toward him.
“Cas?” Dani calls out, seeing the girl run across the cemetery.
“Dani! Don’t look!” The blonde says, turning toward her as tears form around her eyes. 
Ignoring her warning, she looks around the blonde and gasps. “No! Binx!” 
The younger girl kneels down to the non-breathing feline and throws her body over his own. 
“Binx! Binx, wake up!” Dani cries against him. 
Cas covers her mouth, trying not to let out a sob from seeing the body of her beloved cat. The cat she’s taken care of for over a decade is gone…while laying on top of his own sister’s grave. Max immediately wraps his arms around his friend, allowing her to cry against his chest. 
“Dani…” He speaks up, holding the blonde close. “He’s gone…”
“But he can’t die, remember?” The young girl cries. “Wake up, Binx! It’s like last time!”
“Dani…Cas, girls, come on. Please don’t be sad for me.”
Both girls gasp and look up to see the ghost of a young boy, no older than 16. His hair is pulled back into a low ponytail and he’s wearing 17th century clothes. It’s Thackary Binx. He’s finally been freed from the witches’ curse. 
“Binx, is that you?” Dani sniffs and stands up.
“Yeah. The witches are dead, my soul’s finally free.” He chuckles slightly as he approaches them but Dani continues to cry, saddened by his death either way. “You freed me, Dani. Thank you.”
He grabs her hand and squeezes slightly, causing her to smile through her tears. 
“Thackery! Thackery Binx!” They hear a young girl voice call out, but the older teens know it wasn’t the younger Dennison. 
They all turn to see the ghost of a young girl looking through the trees with a smile on her face.
“It’s Emily!” Binx says, excitedly before looking down at Dani. He leans down and whispers in her ear. “I shall always be with you.”
She nods at his words, a small smile appearing on her face. He grins and kisses her cheek softly before looking up at the older teens standing close by. Letting go of the younger Dennison’s hand, he walks over to them, a smile on his face. 
“Max, thanks for lighting the candle.” He teases.
The older Dennison chuckles and nods. “Yeah. No problem.”
He removes his arm from the blonde beside him and holds his hand out. Binx smiles and shakes his hand, finally glad he’s able to do something other than meow and kill mice. Lastly, he looks at the blonde who has tears falling down her face as she bites her lip, trying to smile. For eleven years, the Blackstone child has taken care of him. 
She made sure he had something to eat and made sure he had somewhere to sleep at night. She even played with a fake mouse with him and kept him occupied throughout the last few years. Having spent almost 300 years alone, he is more than thankful for her finding him in her backyard. 
“Max, do you still have it?” He asks, looking toward him with his hand out. 
Remembering what happened back at the school earlier that night, Max pats his pockets before pulling out the collar they had to remove so the witches wouldn’t follow the sound. He lays the cord in his ghostly hand to which he nods his thanks. He looks back at the blonde and reaches out toward her, gently taking her wrist in his hand. 
“Thank you for taking care of me all these years.” He says, latching the collar closed around her wrist, now making it a bracelet.
She lets out a sob as nods softly, her heart breaking with every second. He smiles at her and squeezes her hand before leaning down to her ear, much like he did with Dani. 
“You really are my best friend.” He whispers the words she always tells him before she leaves for the day. “I love you.”
He kisses her cheek and steps back as she lets out another sob as she squeezes his hand back. He grins before letting her hand go. He turns and begins walking back toward his sister who is waiting at the gate. He pauses and looks over his shoulder at his friends for the last time. Dani has approached them, wrapping her arms around Cas’s waist, tears still falling down their cheeks.
Casey wraps her arms around Dani as Max wraps his arm around the blonde’s shoulders, all three having some form of smile on their face. The older Dennison waves his hand, saying his own goodbye. Binx chuckles to himself and waves at the trio before turning back around. He walks over to his sister, his smile never leaving his face. 
“Thackery Binx, what took thee so long?” Emily Binx asks, reaching toward him.
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“I’m sorry, Emily.” He says, taking her hand and walking with her through the now opening gate. “I had to wait 300 years for a virgin to light a candle.”
Cas and Max let out soft laughs, watching as the siblings walk into heaven. As they disappear, Dani looks up and steps forward, wrapping her other arm around her brother, bringing him in for a group hug. He wraps his free arm around her and gently squeezes as he places a kiss to her head. 
“Let’s pack up and go home. Hopefully Mom and Dad will be there.” He says, gently patting her back. 
She sniffs and rushes toward her brother’s duffle bag to help them pack up. Knowing that she needs a few minutes, Max turns toward Cas who is wiping her cheeks as she takes a few deep breaths, causing the bell on her wrist to ding. 
“Are you okay?” He asks, rubbing her arms. 
“I am now. Just knowing that he’s finally with his sister makes me happy.” She whispers, sniffing as she smiles up at him. 
“I’m glad.” He smiles and wraps his arms around her shoulders in a hug. 
She wraps her own arms around his waist, digging her face into his chest. Swaying to the side slightly, he leans his cheek against her hair, just enjoying the moment. After a few seconds, he decides to bring up what he’s been thinking since they fell asleep on his stairs. 
“You know…” He starts causing her to hum, informing him that she’s listening. “We saved our own asses and got rid of the bitches…”
She lets out a soft giggle and nods against him before tilting her head back to look up at him. 
“Yes, we did.”
“Does that mean what I think it means?” He whispers, looking into her crystal blue eyes.
“I think it does.” She mumbles, staring into his own ocean blues.
Just as they’re about to lean in, Dani’s voice is heard.
“Come on, guys! Just kiss already! I want to go home!” She whines. 
The teenagers start laughing at her words before Max takes a leap of faith. He cups her cheek and leans down, gently pressing his lips against hers. Her lips curl into a smile as she happily kisses him back. He gently rubs her cheek, deepening the kiss very slightly, wanting to make sure not overstep. They finally pull away when they need air and pant slightly as they look into one another's eyes. 
“Wow…” They say almost in sync. 
She lets out a giggle as a blush appears on his cheeks. 
“Come on.” She says, leaning up to kiss his lips quickly. “Let’s get you home.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles and ushers her toward the gate, where his sister is waiting with his duffle bag.
“Hey, Max?” Dani asks, watching him as they approach.
“Yeah, Dani?”
“Next Halloween, we’re still going as Peter Pan and Wendy, right?”
He laughs and nods. “Yeah. You did a wonderful job tonight.”
“Only if I get to be Tinkerbell!” Cas grins, looking down at her. 
“I love that idea!” Dani squeals, taking her hand. 
Together, the trio exit the cemetery, thankful that their eventful night has finally come to an end. A lot of things have happened but they learned one lesson through it all. Friends will always have your back, even when a virgin lights a Black Flame Candle.
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BUNGA (FLOWER) | FUSHIGURO MEGUMI
gender neutral.
summary; you’re megumi’s dream person.
note; i wrote this bcs my birth name is actually a type of flower ugh the self indulgence also i like butterflies. also inspired by a song called bunga by masdo. i recommend listening to the song while reading. bunga means flower in malay!! also pls open the gif for better quality.
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YOU REMIND MEGUMI OF A FLOWER. white orchids; they symbolize purity. and that’s exactly what you are to him.
fushiguro megumi remembers this one day when he and tsumiki had went to a flower garden together. he didn’t know why tsumiki suddenly felt like visiting a garden, but he followed anyway. he observed as his sister looked at the flowers around them, a smile never leaving her face and her eyes were practically sparkling. it felt nice to see his sister actually enjoy herself, especially after their parents got up and abandoned them, leaving tsumiki with all the house chores.
“look at all these flowers!”, tsumiki caressed the petals with her fingers, thumb gently gliding over the flowers, “they look so nice, don’t you think so megumi?”
megumi didn’t reply, he opted to stand beside his older sister. tsumiki explained the symbolisms of the flowers she knew of. the raven head looked stoic, as if he wasn’t listening to any of her words but the truth is, he was. he found the symbolism behind the white orchids particularly interesting. it suited the orchids’ physical appearance. white and innocence just made sense.
as the siblings chatted (though it technically was one sided on tsumiki’s part), a cat walked towards the duo. the ball of orange fur purred and nudged it’s head on tsumiki’s legs, immediately getting the teenage girl’s attention. she kneeled down, her previous smile growing wider.
petting the cat, she looked up at her younger brother, “aren’t cats so adorable?”.
“yeah,” megumi uttered. a lie. he wasn’t a big fan of cats, he found them annoying. dogs are better, that’s what he believed in but he didn’t have the heart to say that to his sister. not when she looks the happiest she had been in a while.
“and the weather’s really nice today!”, she added, eyes glancing up at the sky. the sun was glaring right into her eyes, so her pupils shrunk. she didn’t mind however, she had always loved sunny days. the sunlight shone right above their heads, and megumi didn’t like it. he could feel drops of sweat trickling down his back, causing his shirt to cling onto his skin. megumi much prefers when it’s cloudy, shades of grey in the sky, the perfect weather for staying at home and reading books.
even so, he just nodded, “mhm.”
shortly the sun started to set, spreading orange hues throughout the sky. flocks of birds returned to their nests, and so the fushiguro siblings made their way back to their abode. on their way tsumiki stole glances at her brother, letting out a dry chuckle everytime she notices the lack of expression on his face.
“you should smile more you know, megumi”, she ruffled his erratic hair, “you won’t get much friends if you keep on frowning like that”, she teased.
he grumbled, “i don’t care if i don’t have friends.”
megumi thought it was ridiculous. why would it matter, anyway? he’s fine being alone. people are bothersome; they’re too loud and they stress him out. especially the stupid punks in school who thinks they could do whatever they want. megumi simply shrugged and pushed his sister’s words out of his mind. scratch smiling and being likeable.
yet here he is, smiling at you. over no particular reason too.
currently, he’s walking along a beach with you. you; dressed up in a white sundress, a pair of sandals in your right hand. the sand burns under fushiguro’s feet but he couldn’t feel it over the fast thumping of his heart, he couldn’t feel the heat when his whole skin is tingling. he trolls behind you, walking over the footsteps you made. your sundress flows to the rhythm of your walk, flying slightly up when the wind blows your way, exposing the plush skin of your thighs. fushiguro looks away from your figure, his fair complexion tinted with blush.
you’re his best friend, he’s not supposed to look at you like that.
“it’s so nice here, megumi!”, you call out to him as you stand at the edge of the sea. waves crash, they trickle up to your toes. with a smile you hold up your hand for megumi to hold.
bashfully, megumi walks up to you and takes your hand in his. he’s reluctant, for he dislikes his hands. they’re cold and filled with callouses. so when you grip his hand as though you didn’t intend to let go, when your thumb rubs against his, he feels less insecure of his hands. the sensation of your hand in his is hot, it burns; however it feels nice.
megumi fushiguro hates warmth, but if it’s your warmth, he’d enjoy burning in heat.
the sand by the sea doesn’t feel hot on your feet. the waves get bigger and bigger; till they reach up to your ankles. you giggle because it tickled, the sound of your laughs reaching megumi’s ears. he turns to his side to see you crouching down, collecting the water in your hands.
that’s when megumi concluded, your whole existence screams purity.
a week later megumi meets you again. sometime at 11pm, by an oak tree—your usual meeting spot. the oak tree is large, it’s impossible to miss it. you stand under the oak tree, allowing dried leaves to fall onto your head, getting stuck in your hair. you know megumi would get all the leaves out of your hair. he does it everytime. he’ll pick out all the leaves out of your hair while lecturing you, though his words enter one ear then out from another. no matter how many times he says “i can’t do this all the time”, even he himself knows he would.
from afar megumi watches his best friend run around the flower field, chasing butterflies. your hair gets swept away by the wind as your hands stretch up to the sky, desperately trying to get a butterfly to land on your hand. you’re wearing a jumpsuit, the white color of the material truly brought out your skin tone. your complexion is glistening, and it makes megumi’s heart throb.
“they’re scared of you, y/n,” he finally says, putting both your hands down. the butterflies fly away from your sight, and you pout.
“but they’re so pretty,” you sigh, watching as the butterflies choose to fly anywhere but on your fingers. and then one lands on top of megumi’s shoulder.
your eyes widen, holding the sides of megumi’s figure to make him stay still. megumi could see sparks in your eyes when you admire the blue butterfly. soft is the expression you wear on your face. he likes it on you. that cute expression of yours makes megumi fall five times harder for you even when he knows he shouldn’t.
“you’re like a flower ‘gumi. it likes you.”
ridiculous, he thinks. you’re the flower. it’s obvious by the way your body moves under the moonlight, and how insanely beautiful you are.
fushiguro megumi doesn’t say anything in return, as always. he rarely does. if possible, he wants to avoid you from finding out just how in love he is with you.
after that day, you never show up under the oak tree, a few minutes distance from jujutsu high. he’ll wait for hours long only to be disappointed.
--at least not until his birthday comes, about a few months later. his face turns pale once he spotted you. you wait by the jujutsu high gate with a wide smile on his face, as if you didn’t ghost him for three months.
"glad to see you doing okay," the apple of your cheeks seem more prominent when you smile, megumi feels an urge to kiss them.
"i haven't seen you in so long," megumi mumbles, "happy to see you here today."
you grin and hold up your hand for him to take per usual, and didn’t mutter anymore words until the two of you reach a café in the outskirts of tokyo.
“nice café,” the raven comments , glancing at you. you’re wearing a puffy sleeved white blouse now—honestly, do you only own white clothes?
“found it on instagram”, you mutter, “i thought you’d like it. happy birthday, megumi.”
megumi smiles for the first time today. as a jazz song plays, he eats the birthday cake you purchased for him quietly. the cake tastes delicious (to be fair, anything you buy him is perfect) because it’s not too sweet. the fact that you remember his preference makes his smile grow a little wider.
you hum to the song and rest your head on his shoulder. it seems like the two of you are the only ones in the café—a much needed privacy. you’re usually touchy with him, and he prefers affection to be private. typically they make megumi blush, and he doesn’t want people to witness him all flustered.
“did you miss me, megumi?”, he replies to your question by nodding and placing his hand on top of yours.
serenity is this feeling, megumi thinks.
at the corner of the café stands an antique grandfather clock. it’s sounds are so loud, they resonate the whole environment. megumi suddenly becomes hyper aware of the sound, there’s a pounding in his head. the sound becomes louder and louder, to the point where megumi couldn’t feel your skin under his. he shuts his eyes close, an impossibly bright light glares his eyes.
“fushiguroooo!”, an annoying voice yells. itadori’s voice, megumi is certain.
the pounding in his head slows down. his sapphire eyes flutter open, and he realizes the light he saw was sunlight rays peeking through his blinds.
“seriously fushiguro, we’ve been calling you for an hour now. hurry up, we’re going out to eat in five. to celebrate your birthday”, megumi looks up to see nobara standing behind itadori. 
they’re both leaning against his door frame. itadori is dressed in a yellow hoodie, while nobara rocks a coat over a turtleneck. the female sorcerer holds her toy hammer tight in her grip, her eyes boring through megumi’s figure. by her posture, megumi guesses she was about to hit him with the squeaky hammer if only he didn’t wake up sooner.
fucking menaces, they could’ve left him to sleep for a little more. he hasn’t seen you in so long, he wanted to sleep in to spend time with you.
finally rubbing his eyes awake, the boy looks at the vase of orchids sitting on his nightstand. he sighs before standing up.
megumi will find you someday, he promises. if you’re a flower, he’ll gladly be the butterfly.
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themaribatpit · 3 years ago
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Jasonette July Day 1: Suit Up
EDIT: Written by The Maribat Pit Content warning: Swearing, there is a quote that is a reference to Titans!Jason, references to Chloe’s actions in “Battle of the Miraculous”. Rated: T Inspired by: that one Tumblr post that suggested what would happen if Jason used a Lucky Charm.   Prompt: Suit Up The kidnappers had Marinette, and Jason knew that desperate times called for desperate measures.  Marinette hadn’t returned home from her mission the night before, Plagg returned that morning without her.  He explained that Marinette had managed to free most of the kidnapped kids, but she was captured shortly after being depowered.  They assumed she was one of the kids that hadn’t managed to escape. 
Jason went from slightly worried to absolutely frantic.  Roy was still in rehab, and there was no time to call in the Bat clan for help, it was up to him.  In his mind, the more time they wasted, the closer she came to sharing his fate.  “Great, just fucking fantastic”, he muttered to himself “the bad guys have the girl you love and you’re here looking for her jewelry”.  If he went in guns blazing as the Red Hood, they would probably just kill her instantly and without a second thought.  That being said, she would probably kill him later for tearing through the apartment like this.   He was flipping the bed on its side, opening all the drawers and pulling out all of the contents.  He was trying to find the Chinese Miracle Box, thinking maybe someone in there would help him if it meant saving their Guardian.  He remembered a conversation they had when his curiosity about her powers got the better of him.
“So what if you were to, hypothetically, use several of these things at once?” He remembered asking.
“I did once, the Multimouse clones were using different fusions.  Wearing them all at once can be pretty draining, even the fusions can be pretty taxing at the best of times if I’m not careful” she explained.
She also explained what happened when her old classmate tried to put on various Miraculous at once and started demanding power from them. Suffice it to say she didn’t get her way.  So, by the sound of things, Tikki was his best bet, or he’d probably end up pissing off the other ones like Chloe did.
He found the box in her closet and opened it, to find that Plagg’s ring was missing and so were Tikki’s earrings.  He closed the box and pushed it back into the closet, before searching the room for the earrings.  She had said something before about Plagg and Tikki being the least suspicious of him.  Probably because their combined magic was what created the Lazarus pits, the very reason he wasn’t still six feet under.  He finally noticed the small red and black box sitting on the chest of drawers, and he popped it open to find the earrings inside.  He wasted no time putting the studs in one ear, before a pink ball of light appeared in front of him. The ball of light turned into Tikki who gave a little stretch and yawn before being startled to see Jason instead of Marinette in front of her. “Hey Tikki, sorry, no time to explain but Marinette’s in trouble” he spluttered, “please I need your help, I wouldn’t be asking otherwise”.
“If that’s true, then there’s no time to waste, let’s go!” Tikki exclaimed, “Just say the words and I’ll help you.” Jason’s mind suddenly drew a blank, as he tried to remember what words Marinette used to transform into Ladybug.  
“Bug Prism Power Make Up?” he tried.
“He doesn’t know the magic words?” Plagg asked slyly, “our Guardian’s life is on the line and he doesn’t know the magic words”.
“I know that you’d make a nice chew toy for Brutus”, Jason snapped as he tried to think.  “Go go Lucky Charm?” he tried, Tikki shook her head.
“Lucky charm usually comes a bit later” she rubbed the back of her head, “keep trying, if Marinette is in trouble, then she needs our help”. 
“Okay let me think, uh…It’s Magic Time? Ladybug Up? In brightest day, in blackest night...?” He kept throwing out suggestions, but Tikki continued to shake her head.  “Uh, Shazam?” he had to give that one a try at least once, Tikki sighed.
Tikki thought it was admirable watching him at least trying to figure it out, even if Plagg was no help at that moment.  It was clear to the little Kwami, she didn’t need to look that hard to know that this boy cared deeply for Marinette, even if he was hesitant to admit it at first.  Tikki remembered gently encouraging Marinette to confess her feelings towards him, while Roy and Jason’s brothers took a more…direct approach.  
“All right Jason, I’ll tell you the magic words but first,” Tikki told him and they both heard the Kwami’s stomach growl, breaking the awkward silence in the room.  Jason remembered why Marinette usually kept a cookie on hand whenever she brought Tikki along, while the faint smell of cheese usually meant Plagg was in tow instead.  
“Come on, let’s go get you a cookie” Jason said, “and some cheese for you” he shot Plagg a slightly irritated look.  As Jason looked around the kitchen, the only cookies and cheese they had were the cheap stuff.  Tikki tried to be polite about the fact that the oreo wasn’t going to cut it, Plagg just turned up his little cat nose at the processed American cheese. “Sorry Tikki, Marinette’s been a bit busy lately,” he told her before rounding on Plagg “what’s your problem?”
“You don’t happen to have any camembert, do you?” he asked, still refusing to even look at the slice of processed cheese.
“Camembert? Who was your last user?” Jason asked incredulously.  Desperate times were calling for even more desperate measures, “just hang in there Marinette,” he thought.
Jason wouldn’t be racing over to Wayne Manor if it wasn’t a dire emergency. Tikki was safely tucked away in his jacket pocket, while Plagg was clinging to the hem of his jacket as it billowed behind him.  Jason brought his motorbike to a stop just outside the gates, before hopping off darting past Damian, petting a sleeping Alfred the cat in his lap.  Right now, he was hoping Alfred the human was baking something that would catch the Kwami’s eye.  Sadly, he was not, a note on the kitchen door explained he wouldn’t be back until tomorrow.  Sadly, this couldn’t wait until tomorrow.  He opened the kitchen door, the cookies from Alfred’s last batch were stored in a cookie jar on top of the fridge.  There was one cookie left, he unzipped his pocket and gestured to the cookie in the jar.  Jason reached up and grabbed the jar, before opening it and grabbing the cookie inside.  He also reached into the fridge and grabbed the camembert for Plagg.  With the Kwami munching on their snacks of choice, he dashed out of the kitchen. Plagg had practically inhaled the wheel of cheese all at once, and glided alongside him. Meanwhile, Tikki clung to the cookie with one hand and the hem of Jason’s pocket with the other. 
That morning, Bruce was not expecting to see Jason rushing past him.  He wasn’t expecting to see a half-eaten chocolate chip cookie threatening to fly out of his jacket pocket.  “Hi, can’t talk now, Marinette needs help, bye.” He called before disappearing down the hallway. Jason dashed past Dick who had just woken up, and Tim was on his way to the kitchen for some more coffee. 
“Was that the last cookie?” Dick asked, slightly groggily.
“Oh that had better not be the last cookie” Tim groaned, someone had better be dying if that was the case.
Jason rushed to his motorcycle, and slammed the gate shut behind him before hopping on and putting on his helmet. Tikki was halfway through munching on the cookie, when she gave him a quick rundown of the powers that she would be giving him.  Jason knew that the Miraculous granted the user enhanced speed, strength and endurance, he just hadn’t thought there would come a day when he would have to use their power.  It was probably for the best that their guardian didn’t choose him when he was 13, for reasons that a bunch of guards were about to find out very soon.
Meanwhile, Marinette found herself in a cage inside a warehouse.  There were two men guarding the cage, neither of them knew that Marinette was the girl in the black leather catsuit. They caught her just as the clock had run out on her powers, and they assumed she was one of the kids that had been captured.  She was a petite young woman, and they found her dressed in a polka dotted hoodie, shorts and tights.  She sent Plagg to go get help, and he had been gone for a few hours now.  She was getting increasingly antsy,  Jason was probably worried sick about her.  
Jason arrived at the suspected gang hideout as fast as could, leapt off his bike and grappled to a vantage point. “Ok, relatively small time trafficking racket. Now where is Pixie Pop?” Jason thought to himself, scanning the area from his vantage point. “Plagg, go find Marinette, and tell her to not transform until I arrive.”  Plagg flew out of Jason’s pocket and made his way there.  “Alright Tikki, what's the magic word?” The Kwami flew out of Jason’s pocket as he spoke, Tikki glided to Jason’s ear and whispered to him the phrase. Jason repeated “Spots On” and felt power coursing through his veins. It felt like Venom without the addictive or berserk tendencies, pure energy was flowing through him. He felt the uncontrollable urge to pose and move with the flow of energy, doing a flourish of kicks and punches.  It ended with him raising his left leg to his head, as if it was a vertical split and slamming it down. “Owwwwwwwwwwww” Jason groaned, “My thighs were not meant to do that.” He was not expecting the compulsive flourishes for the transformation itself.
Jason looked at his reflection in a nearby puddle, he could see he was wearing a full spotted suit and domino mask like Ladybug, yet his leather jacket stayed during the transformation and received its own ladybug pattern. Jason sucked up the pain and pushed onwards to the gang hideout.
Jason snuck in through a vent and approached a large main room, housing most if not all of the guards and their “merchandise” with cages strewn across the room with mostly women and children locked up. He finally sees Marinette, alive but imprisoned in a cage with a few other people in a corner. Jason needed a distraction so that Marinette could transform into Lady Noire. He had to do something to take the attention off every single person in the room. 
Jason sighed and thought of a plan, it may not be the most flattering, but it worked and it would not be so threatening as cutting out the lights. He burst from the air vents and landed in a crouch, standing straight and shouting “Halt Evildoers, it I...Red Bug?” 
This indeed worked as planned, as every guard, goon and hostage set their eyes on the intruder.  The guards began pointing and laughing, “Good, they don't think I’m a threat” thought Jason. The guards underestimating Red Bug was what he needed, so that they would not find him threatening or harm anyone just yet. 
Marinette took this opportunity to transform into Lady Noire. She wasted no time and began with Cataclysm, bringing down all the cages and making her way to Jason’s position. Both Lady Noire and Red Bug began fighting the guards, buying the hostages time to make their escape. As the last person successfully escaped the gang hideout, both Lady Noire and Red Bug stood side by side.  More of them began to trickle in as they heard the commotion and began to surround the pair.
Marinette needed to think fast, she didn't have much time left after casting Cataclysm. She said to her partner, “Lucky Charm, Now!” Red Bug raised his eyebrow, “Lucky Charm?” he repeated. He suddenly felt the same compulsion as he did during the transformation, his arm suddenly shot upward with the yo-yo spinning. He looked up to see a swarm of ladybugs converge to form...a purse? Red Bug caught the purse with a look of disbelief, Lady Noire looked around the room for a plan to use the purse. Lady Noire got a burst of inspiration and turned around to tell her partner of her cunning plan, only to be greeted by thin air. She was brought out of her stupor hearing her partner yell out “LIGHTS OUT BITCH!”.  She whipped her head towards the source of the noise to see Red Bug beating the guards with the Ladybug-themed purse.  “I guess that works too” she said to nobody in particular. Knowing she had little time remaining as Lady Noire, she started running for the exit. Red Bug had no issue dealing with the remaining goons. Marinette hadn’t expected Jason to suit up with one of the Miraculous, not that she was complaining.  She had expected him to come charging in as the Red Hood, or maybe start by picking off the guards one-by-one.  She was surprised, but it wasn’t an unpleasant one, mostly.  Since leaving Chat Noir behind in Paris, the fight left her feeling oddly nostalgic.  Sometimes she missed fighting alongside a Miraculous user, though Tikki might have something to say about his...unusual use of a Lucky Charm.  She walked over to Jason’s parked motorcycle and waited. Within minutes Jason followed suit and walked out the front door of the hideout.  A swirl of green light surrounded him as he changed back, and Tikki zoomed over towards Marinette.  Tikki nuzzled against Marinette’s face for a moment, before Jason walked towards her.  He pulled his girlfriend into a big hug,  Marinette is left breathless for a moment as he nuzzles into her neck.   He didn’t say anything, but neither of them really needed to say anything at that moment. Touched by how much Jason cared for her, Marinette returned the hug. She stayed in that warm embrace for a long moment, before reaching up and gently patting him on the head.  “Let’s go home...Pixie Pop.” Jason pulled away at the mention of the nickname he gave her, and before she could react, Jason began pinching her cheeks. “What did you call me?” Jason jokingly interrogated, while Marinette giggled like an idiot. EXTRA: Jason is sitting next to Dick and Damian in the Wayne manor lounge with two ice packs on his thighs Jason:  I don’t know how you do it Dickie, my thighs were not meant to do that. Dick (covers Damian’s ears): Soooo did you and Marinette…. Jason:  I literally beat up some guys with a purse today, don’t push me.
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nevermore-the-kitsune · 3 years ago
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Pokemon Teams for Fictional Characters pt. 2
Damian Wayne
(Also, I'm not including move sets because in my headcannon Pokemon do remember all their old moves. But humans choose to only use four)
For this AU I'm having the Wayne's own the Gotham City Gym, which specializes in Dark types. Most of the cannon events still happened. Just with a few tweaks here and there. (Dick's 20, Jason's 16, Cass is 15 Tim's 15 but younger than Cass and Damian's 13 because I love AUs where there closer in age).
Anyway here we go!
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First things first in the Pokemon Universe his alias wouldn't be Robin since they don't exist. Instead I think it would be Rookidee, since thats the closest Pokemon to a Robin.
His Partner Pokemon and ace would be a Gligar
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Name: Goliath
Gender: Male
Why: Gligar screams Goliath (his Batdragon) plus the coloring of his evolutions matches with Dami's Robin and Batman outfits
Story: He found Goliath while climbing a mountain for his training. At the time he was four and Goliath was a hatching. Damian ended up giving him some food, seeing that the hatching was hungry.
Grateful, the Gligar followed him hoping to return the favor.
When Damian's hand got broken on that same trip, Goliath was the one to help him finish his mission and get home safely.
Talia was impressed that Damian could tame a wild Pokemon without catching it, so she allowed him to keep him as his first Pokemon.
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Next he would have a Meowth
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Name: Alfred
Gender: Female
Why: This one has to do with its evolution. Persian are said to only be loyal to trainers it likes and that it takes a lot to get them to like you. Their also said to be prissy and uptight. This reminded me of Damian. How it took forever for him to trust his brothers and his own snobby attitude. Thus I think it fits.
Story: After coming to live with his father Damian didn't know how to act. He saw his "brothers" and father treating their Pokemon so different than how the League did. They all trained hard. But, there was something eles: warm praise for a job well done, asking for insight on a case (they had taught their bipedal pokemon sighn language) and comfort on a bad day. His father and brothers treated their Pokemon like... people
In the League Pokemon where the lowest soldier, lower than the slaves or concubines. They trained, ate then they had to and got in their ball.
He had been a little more lenient in his training with Goliath. When asked he said that he was still a baby and he had to take things slow in this stage or he might develop too much muscle mass and be unable to fly.
He had kept him out of his ball with the excuse of developing muscle mass at a proper pace.
He liked Goliath's company. The Gligar was a good companion. But on the same level as another person?
He had expressed these thoughts to Pennyworth, the only person in the house to give him a straight answer when he needed it.
Pennyworth had explained to him that some people love to hold power over others and that Pokemon where an easy target, since they couldn't communicate their emotions as clearly as people could.
"Think of Mistress Cain. She sometimes cannot communicate with words, but we know that she's intelligent. But some people see her as less than intelligent and treat her as such because of the power it gives them."
Two weeks later Damian would come across a group of teenagers attempting to shave a Meowth. The Pokemon was little more than skin and bone and crying out on pain. So, Damian broke their fingers and shaved part of their heads for good measure.
He kept the Meowth and named her after the man who taught him about the abuse of power.
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Next, a Poochyena
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Name: Titus
Gender: Male
Why: These Pokemon and their evolution are ruthless with their pray, and only obey trainers with external skill.
Story: Raven gave Damian Titus as a gift. She said that she rescued him from an underground fighting ring (where the battles are to the death). He was still to young to battle so he didn't need much rehabilitation. The other Pokemon there though...
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Now we have a Type Null
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Name: Heretic
Gender: ???
Why: This Pokemon was created in lab, and artificial designed for the purpose of fighting, just like Damian. True I could have given him Mewtwo, but that cat seems to fit Kon more.
Story: Damian's mother had spent years creating Type: Null with the purpose of being able to kill any target. As a last test she wanted to see which of her creations was suppirrior. So she sent the Type Null out to (try and) kill her son.
Damian, with the rest of his team, beat the Pokemon but couldn't kill it. He had long since vowed to wash the blood from his hands. Instead he offered his hand to it and asked it to join him.
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Here we have the hardest to explain... Mimikyu
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Name: Habibi (I hope I spelled that right)
Gender: Female
Why: Damian is complex, he wants to be accepted and loved just like Mimikyu but dosent know how. Both try to mimic others in order to get that love, Damian his father and Mimikyu Pikachu. So I see this as Damian's spirit Pokemon in a way.
Story: He didn't know why it was so hard to fit in. Gods know he tried. But... little things confused him. Like how eveyone could understand each other without words or singhing. He had no problems with that on a battlefield, but in day to day life; it felt like he was on a separate server.
Like how Todd knew at breakfast with just a look that Drake was in a bad mood and how to help. Or how Grayson could audomadicly tell what kind of day at school the rest of them had withen a few minutes. Hell even Drake could tell what grunts ment what from father! Which ment good job, Which ment I'm glade your okay, or frustration either at them or at a case (Cass didn't surprise him, she had to learn how to communicate without words and watch body language and micro expressions).
School was no better; sometimes it was to load or bright othertimes, when everyone was doing a test, it felt to quiet. But, to much or to little, Damian was always aware of every movement, every sound. It was like the very instincts that saved his life every night where turned against him.
He turned to his nearly forgotten childhood habits to distract himself from everything around him. That only led to more whisper shouting and what even he could tell where displeased glares with a grunt of "fucking tapping" or a snap of "stop!" He knew it was disrupting but it was all be could do to drown out the noise or silence.
On one particularly bad day at school; apparently during one of their tests one of his classmates had had enough of Damian's tapping and decided to make a scene.
There was some yelling from the kid. A few cries in agreement. Before the teacher had gotten hem to settle down. He had demanded that Damian look him in the eye and when he finally did told him to stop with the tapping or else he would be sent to the office, Gym Leaders son or not.
He was the last to finish that test where he normally finished first. The silence had been to load!!
After that clusterfuck Damian finally headed home. He had texted Grayson saying that he was meeting a friend somewhere to work on a project and to not pick him up. In truth he didn't want his brother reading what kind of day he had had. He needed some time to himself.
That was how he found himself in a nearby park. It was filled with plenty of sounds that didn't suffocate him and the fall leaves where soothing to his eyes. Damian had Titus out of his ball as company, knowing that the pup loved park walks.
They had been walking for an hour when they came across a box set off just on the edge of the trail. "Free to Good Homes" was written on the side in black sharpie.
No sound was coming from inside, so he assumed that the had all been taken. Until Titus went closer sniffing at the seemingly empty box.
"Pooch Pooch"
"Hmmm... what is is it boy?" He asked as he walked closer to his Pokemon and the Box. Damian hoped he was wrong. It was cruel to leave a baby Pokemon all alone, especially since the weather was getting colder by the day.
Inside the box was in fact a lone Pokemon. At first glance it looked like a Pikachu. But something was off. It looked more like a doll than a living creature. If it wasn't for the small chirps it let out and slight way that it was shivering from the cold Damian would have written it off as a toy. No wonder it got left behind...
Damian reached down and picked up the mystery Pokemon as gently as he could.
"Come on beloved, lets go home."
He tucked the Pokemon in his jacket to warm it up before reaching for his phone to call Grayson for a ride home.
That night Damian locked himself away, even skipped patrol, and spent a sleepless night learning everything he could about his newest Pokemon.
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That was inspired by this comic
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Finaly, for his last spot Eevee!!
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Name: Omni
Gender: Female
Why: I'm going to have all the Batfam members have an Eeveelution. This branch and the Batfam are both growing consistently. We all have our favorites but we love them all the same. So I think it fits.
Story: Everyone in the family had an Eevee or one of its evolutions. Damian's Father said that Eevee was the Wayne family symbol, it was potential, the ability to become whatever you wanted.
Though it surprised Damian that the Wayne symbol wasn't a Noibat or Noivern (Batman's ace) at first he eventually understood the logic in choosing such a Pokemon to represent the family name. That only made things harder for him being the only one not having one. Did they not truly see him as family?
On the one year anniversary of Damian arriving at The Mannor, his family through a small party. Pennyworth made his favorite foods, The Mannor was decorated in tacky streamers (Graysons' idea) and they watched some of Damian's favorite fims, their Pokemon curled up with them. His father had offered to take the day off from the gym. Until Todd suggested that Damian take on the challengers.
The Gotham gym was part of his heritage. Damian had been training for the day that he could finally help weed out the weak challengers just like his siblings sometimes did (think the battles you do before challenging a gym leader in the games).
On that day, if the challengers agreed to it, their final battle wasn't with Bruce Wayne the Dark Knight but instead his son. Most accepted thinking that it would be an easy win, that they had lucked out in not having to battle one of the stongest Gym Leaders in the League and could still get the Shadow Badge.
Those poor fools.
Damian was only allowed to use Alfred, Titus and Habibi since he used Goliath and Heretic primarily as Rookidee.
Damian fought seven trainers that day in 3v3 fights. Only two of them got the badge.
With the day overwith and the night rising, so did Gothams' protecters.
The night ended with exhausted body's and adrenaline crashes. Damian was ready to slip into a mini coma from the day he had but before he could head upstairs to The Mannor...
"Not so fast baby bat." Graysons' voice called out to him. "We got one more surprise for you."
Damian raised his eyebrow at that. What else could they do? His father came back from the locker rooms where he had been desuiting, it always took him the longest because of his "old man bones" as Todd said.
"Son," his father said "its Wayne tradition to get your first Pokemon when you turn ten years old. I missed that with you." He paused, eyes briefly shifting to the floor before they snapped back on Damian's face. "Luckily there's one tradition we didn't miss. When you've lived at The Mannor for a year or the adoption papers get finalized, I give my children this..."
He pulled a Poke'ball out of his poket and handed to Damian. "Go on son, let them out."
He did
Staring at him was his own Eevee.
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AN: All of Damian's Pokemon (sans maybe Omni, I'm thinking of leaving her as an Eevee) will eventually evolve. Eventually.
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