#Definitely hasn't gotten to the point where it's overwhelming yet

[sciencegeniusgirlshowdown]

Honestly I've already gotten way more submissions than I thought I would and it's only been two hours... Might end up cutting the submission time by a bit and hosting a second season sooner than I expected... Either that or I might bump the number of participants to 128 (maybe with a new fandom cap of 3?) and split the bracket into left and right sides...

[sunderwight]

Had a thought of the first time Shen Qingqiu does Binghe's hair, it's while Binghe is still a disciple.

It's nothing untoward! His mind hasn't even remotely touched upon that direction of intimacy yet. It's just that Binghe, though matured beyond his years by all the trauma and quite capable of handling many things, is still a teenager. When he's new to living in the bamboo house, he immediately starts taking on too much and trying too hard to do everything perfectly. Even with his protagonist cheats, he gets overwhelmed.

Shen Qingqiu knows how diligent Luo Binghe is about maintaining his appearance. Even when he was being cruelly neglected and sleeping in the wood shed, he did his best to look as presentable as he could manage. So when, one morning, Luo Binghe almost rushes out the door with his hair still in disarray, having gotten distracted by one set of tasks to the point of neglecting another, Shen Qingqiu stops him before he can leave.

With the habit of an older brother, Shen Qingqiu deftly catches up Luo Binghe's long hair and ties it into a ponytail for him, before shooing him back to his business. It's only afterwards that it hits him that doing Luo Binghe's hair for him might have crossed one of those carefully maintained boundaries between master and disciple, but after a minute, he shrugs it off. Old habits die hard, and if Binghe takes any offense, at least it will be mitigated by not having Ming Fan or any of the other disciples scold him for an unkempt appearance (which they definitely would have done, had they caught him).

Meanwhile Luo Binghe is standing frozen outside of the house, having stopped exactly where his legs failed him after Shen Qingqiu's shooing. He no longer remembers what he was hurrying to go do. Or why. His face feels like it's on fire. He's pretty sure that Shen Qingqiu just used one of his own personal hair ties to do up Luo Binghe's hair. His scalp is still tingling. Help him.

[bonesandthebees]

Then there’s Niki. Niki who has not been on Eldingvegr in three years and probably thought she’d never set foot on the planet again. Niki who has not used proper court etiquette in years and probably feels very out of place. And not just because Wilbur took them straight off the ship to Tommy when they were just in a sandstorm.

She was not ready to go from seeing Tommy straight to meeting the emperor and imperator. She didn’t even clock it. She though it was just people who where close to Wilbur and Tommy. In her defense, it’s probably a very overwhelming experience in general. A d then she meets Phil and Techno and immediately gets permission to call them by their equivalent to personal names. Which she either didn’t register or purposfully ignore with the intend to be respectful because of the request she wants to make.

And of course she wants to get confirmation from them that she’s under their protection. Even if Wilbur told her that she’s safe and protected, sh need to hear it from the people in power. She learns that the AE is in her debt and instantly takes that opportunity. I respect the balls on that.

It’s also important that she doesn’t try to rely on her connection to Wilbur do get protection. Neither does she tell them that Wilbur told her she’s under their protection and ask it it’s true? She simply takes the debt they’ve just given her and turns it into a request for protection. (expressing her one worry in the process) It’s a risk, but she’s taking it because it’s something she’s been scared of for years and he only way she can feel safe is if she Knows.

Also, Niki’s had to defend herself before. Part of that is of course during the invasion, but probably on her desert planet too. I just want to point it out because she really wasn’t having a good time.

(4/7)

-🌲

god yeah poor niki is getting whiplash. she's getting hit with so much deja vu over being on eldingvegr again, she's covered in sand and years worth of grime from living in a ship wreck in the desert, and she hasn't even had to think about proper court etiquette in so long so her skills are very rusty

she definitely missed hearing phil and techno's names. to be fair, phil and techno are very casual with their nicknames because they don't have the same ideas of personal names vs formal names that wilbur and tommy were raised with. the only reason it took so long to grant those permissions to the brothers was just because they were in political negotiations so the two were leaning back on court etiquette as means of power control. in most settings though if politics aren't involved they'll give people permission to call them just phil and techno which is what happens with niki. but yeah, niki still ignores it because she wants to be respectful when making her request

niki is smart!! she wants protection and even though wilbur promised it, she still doesn't get the full scope of the power he wields just yet, so she wants confirmation from phil and techno. she sees an opportunity and immediately goes for it. gotta respect her for that. she just has to know she's safe before she can relax. she can't accept any of this as permanent until she knows themis won't come dragging her back.

oh yeah she had to defend herself on the desert planet. not a ton because it's so barren there aren't a lot of fights that break out, but she's gotten into scraps before and has also had to defend herself from people trying to rob her. once they figured out she's a siren though (aka when she used her Voice to make people stay tf away from her) most people backed off because it's extremely encounter a siren by herself off of themis. everyone is scared of sirens because of their Voices, so that helped her quite a bit

[asavt]

Another cookie squad Headcanons

Featuring Sparkling, Vampire, cellphones and the Espresso and Madeleine Story of how they came together. Consider it an AU now baby!

-As a note, when I say the squad I'm mostly referring to the adults, so no worries about Walnut or Creampuff useless I mention them too

-Each one of the squad has been in Sparkling's bar at last once. There's no need to say who has been there the most. Sparkling has a time every time someone besides Roguefort comes, because to him it's mostly like "Oh I'll finally know the continuation to the burnt toast accident or maybe the cat catastrophe? Maybe a new POV of the--"

He practically knows a lot of what happens in between the squad.

-As another note, Sparkling's bar is called Milabo (You know, like the song from Zutomayo of the same name, which, btw, I relate a lot to Latte)

-*A great part of this “AU” is kind of inspired by the song. Part of its lyrics and vibe.

-Vampire is there most of the time when the squad visits the bar (it's almost as if he never leaves the bar and this is definitely not me low-key putting sparkvamp in this oh no--) Sometimes the fakes his sleep to listen to the things others say (Which is how he knows most of Rogue's pan-ic).

-Walnut has been in Sparkling's bar too, but at day and for case-solving purposes only. Sparkling will give her some alcohol-free drink for free sometimes (mostly because he gets along pretty well with the nut family and because Almond usually pays him whatever he serves her).

-If the squad had cellphones (and probably an app like discord because.), their group chat would initially be called "Coffee mage appreciation group" and then be changed to "Coffee bean appreciation group"

Coffee Bean: Can we please change the group name and mine?

Guided by the Devine: No <3

Coffee Bean: Fuck you.

-*And they all would dedicate half their time to make fun of Almond but with love.

-Espresso has been mistaken for a dark mage before by Almond. It was how they meet actually. Almond had pulled him to interrogate him and got a long lecture on the differences between black magic and coffee magic.

-Madeleine gets along rather well with Roguefort. Rogue seems impressed by Maddie’s acting skills.

-Madeleine is currently living with Espresso. Out of his armor most of the time. He usually takes care of keeping the house clean and preparing meals (He never really had to cook before but the first dish he made wasn’t bad at all). Sometimes he will tag along Almond in the detective’s work, or Almond will ask for his help.

-I’m still unsure if I want the Almond/Roguefort/Latte to be romantic or platonic. But honestly? Both are good. Latte is pretty close to Almond and Roguefort but not in the way she is with Espresso (that makes them look like siblings jkashduawhu). Perhaps I’ll keep it platonic.

-The Espresseleine/Madespresso story of how they came together, because I seem to not be able to write it down JSHALDHUIWADWA-

--It happens after the Puppet Show mini quest. Madeleine starts to ask for Espresso's "assistance" in different mission that are given to him. Angel is there too, of course.

--During these missions is that Essy clarifies that no, they are not friends, no, he does not like Madeleine. Bringing up the knight begin too prideful and self-centered if not all then most of the time.

--Is not until one of their missions goes wrong, were Angel is knocked out and Espresso (seeing and knowing that if Madeleine is knocked down too they might not be able to go back to the kingdom ever) pretty much receives a rather big attack for Madeleine is that he kind realizes the facts given by espresso true. All while he is carrying Essy and Angel back to the kingdom, running and exhausted too.

--Clover begin kind of a mediator between the two (I want to see more of my son--)

--"Devine, protect us" Should happen too after this. An scenario like, Madeleine coming to think something like "I'm the shield, the one who goes on the front line and receives the blows for those who can't, always looking straight ahead... but if I am doing that then who watches my back? Who do I rely on and trust to take care of most enemies so the damage received is not overwhelming...?"

Power of team work baby!!!

--As a note to this, Maddie getting his cape damaged as well as his hair. So, you get short hair Maddie~

(I've been drawing him with short hair in secret now I have an excuse to show)

-- "You...cut your hair..." *Madeleine touches the points of it with one of his hands, pensive* "...pft it'll grow back!"

--There's also this "Search for your own light" thing between Angel and Maddie. Angel encouraging Madeleine to do so. Maybe Madeleine giving his best wishes to them for their wish to fly before they decide to part ways.

--Madeleine trying other ways to befriend Essy. Which at first Espresso mistaken as the knight usual attempts to befriend anyone he sees out of habit and attention seeking, but once they realize the feeling is completely genuine, Espresso is rather perplexed.

--"You can't just befriend people by buying them gifts (although I do appreciate them)" "Then what?" "hmm..."

--Said gifts used to be rather expensive things, simple though. Eventually Madeleine settles to just pass by Espresso's place, give him any food he had bought that day (which usually is glazed donuts), ask if he needs any help with something (getting a vase, materials, moving things), and if not then he just says his good byes, best wishes and silently leaves. (A note on the "silently leaves": Madeleine is pretty much used to speak loudly and enter loudly anywhere, he still does this at this point, but when it's about Espresso he is a bit more quiet, a bit showy over his entrances still, but less loud, and he actually knocks the door)

--Madeleine eventually manages to go out with Espresso to other places that aren't some place in the forest full of enemies. Probably after some more visits to his place and more calm talks between the two, Madeleine brings up that Espresso tends to act a bit cold or distant towards a lot of people, and that, although he understands his discomfort at begin in public spaces or too long out of his work, he should try and open up a bit. This reminds Essy of a certain friend he hasn't seen in some time, and from whom he keeps getting letters.

--Shenanigans.

--There's still some bickering between the two, always with a playful undertone though.

--Espresso explains Madeleine, one time the knight has gotten Espresso wrapped in a blanket burrito again and got him to bed, that sometimes, no matter how tired he might feel, he is simply unable to sleep. Part of a headcanon of mine that coffee magic has this side effect on it's users, prolonged usage of this kind of magic will induce a high caffeine kind of state, which on the long run can fuck up the user's sleep schedule. Madeleine understands this, but remains stubborn about keeping Espresso in the bed so at last he can get some rest from his work and clear his mind a little, the idiot falls asleep in the process and Espresso doesn't try to wake him up.

--This happens several times after, neither of them thinking of the implications of not begin bothered by the sudden closeness they share until it's too late.

--Espresso realizes first that he has slowly, yet nicely, fallen for Madeleine. I think I talked about this before but I'll do it again: Is in one of the times Madeleine has gotten Espresso to bed to get some rest, Espresso not begin able to fall asleep and Madeleine doing again. Is while he thinks of how he has gotten to know Madeleine for real, not the Knight Commander from a noble family or the Chosen by the Devine, but as he is, that he comes to think that "Ah.... I love him" and he remains calm about it.

--Espresso doesn't overthink it, just thinks that, if Madeleine ever got an interest in him, he would surely show it. So he waits. Even if in the end his feelings aren't mutual he knows he'll do just fine remaining friends.

--Madeleine realizes not many days after. And the realization hits him like a truck. Alone in his place and probably in bed looking at the ceiling thinking about Espresso. Once he realizes and thinks about it a bit more his face gets all red and chooses to scream in the pillow.

--He would think about telling Espresso as soon as he can, after all, he doesn't want his feelings to make their friendship weird. He values it, a lot. Maybe because his friendship with Espresso it's the first one where he genuinely wanted to become friends with someone.

--Espresso takes the confession calmly, gets all flustered after they kiss for the first time.

--As a few extras of this: Madeleine goes back to the Republic, asked to be seen by his family and Espresso goes to Parfedia, where a few students have applied to his class to his surprise. When they see each other again is at Parfedia (Madeleine sending a message to Espresso beforehand about his arrival) -there was this one drawing I did once of Maddie running to hug Espresso, something like that happens-. Madeleine gets very clingy for some reason, which they speak later and comes out as “Home doesn’t quite feel like home…” “Why is that?” “I don’t know… maybe I’ve become used to be around you”

--Espresso lets ends up letting Madeleine stay with him until he either feels like returning to the Republic or is called back, whatever happens first (though none will happen for maybe a year or a little more).

--Ends with Madeleine meeting Latte and Almond.

[thefanficmonster]

thank you for answering! sorry for all the questions, i don’t wanna overwhelm or bombard you! i’m just gonna go ahead and send in this request, otherwise i’ll never get it out of my head.

i saw your fics with michaela & connor, and loved them! i was wondering if you could write something where michaela is sick, but annalise and connor take care of her? - 🦋

Sorry your original request hasn't been posted yet dear but I hope this little drabble will live up to your expectations. Once again, sorry for the wait but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless 💕

Platonic pairings: Michaela Pratt & Connor Walsh, Michaela Pratt & Annalise Keating

Warnings: Symptoms of a sickness/cold/flu, Swearing (?)

Genre: Platonic Fluff, Comfort Fluff

The first to notice Michaela's atypical demeanor would of course be Connor. Definitely not because the two of them have started growing fond of one another, even going as far as to consider each other something alike friends. No, no way. He simply likes keeping tabs on his competition is all.

To be fair though, the rest of the Keating 5 could tell she wasn't at her usual 100% just as easily. She wasn't in a Michaela-standard fashionable outfit, added points for having switched out the heels for an old pair of tennis shoes. No makeup resided on her face and upon removing her sunglasses she revealed tired, drained eyes decorated with a set of undereye shadows instead of the pools of sparks and motivation they'd all gotten used to seeing.

Unsurprisingly, Connor was the first to throw his two cents in the ring, addressing Michaela's out of character appearance as well as attitude which lacked her signature quips, sarcasm and argumentativeness. She simply was too drained for any of it. And yet still somehow managed the anger to snap at her classmate, telling him to mind his business, which simultaneously discouraged all the others in their intentions to get her to take it easy or go home even.

However, as someone who'd been exposed to such outbursts from Michaela, Connor wasn't ready to back down just yet.

His efforts went by seemingly unacknowledged. The coffee he handed her was accepted with silence; his unusual cooperativeness wasn't commented on; his niceness was let slip by - except it wasn't. None of it was. Michaela clocked each and every act of kindness and was silently grateful for his efforts. Made her smile to herself behind the file she was looking through but no one - especially not Connor - needs to know that.

This entire ordeal was also quietly observed by Annalise who had opted to not be as locked away as she typically is. Instead, she'd joined the group in the main area, looking through files with them. It was almost relaxing, which shouldn't have been the case considering she's a woman who enjoys her solitude.

She picked up on Michaela's downsized attitude and attire as well as the occasional coughing fit or sniffle. Or the fact she'd borrowed Connor's jacket to wear atop her own because of how cold she felt.

Needless to say, Annalise had it a lot easier convincing the girl to go home than Connor ever could.

But it was still him who stopped by her apartment in the evening to bring her food and the files she demanded to take home for research but was refused by Annalise.

Frenemies or not, everyone among the Keating 5 knows these two will always have each other's backs at the end of the day.

[agooberscast]

Sudden Hunger (Maruko and all of Bowser's Castle)

Sitting outside the grounds of the castle, Maruko stares. On the one hand, she misses being absolutely pampered everyday and being a simple Chomp. On the other hand, she can't go back without being in trouble or cursed to the Underwhere. Maybe that last part is a bit too dramatic, but she definitely doesn't want to lose her hands! These are awesome!

All while waiting, something ticks in her simple brain. A thought, not her own, is scrambling around to try and find where to land so it can take effect. Silly magic thought, it doesn't take all that to make a Maruko start!

She is staring at the gates, realizing she's probably far more prepared than she might ever be. Just go for it! Who's going to stop you? No plumber, no boss or mini-boss! Maybe not even the Koopa King himself! Hell, she's probably considered a boss herself, at least? She has a chance!

Cue her running back a bit, preparing herself only once. Once this starts, she's committing until the end...and then she takes off, her cleats digging in as she speeds for the first gate.

BAM!

She bowls through the first gate and is currently speeding along to plow through the rest. After the third, do alarms finally start ringing and troops come out to see what's happening. A grin from the Chargin' Chomp as she plans to take out as many as she can from running them over and also scooping them up for quick snacks.

Her points and body-count begin racking up past the thousands and hundreds of thousands easily as she speeds deeper and deeper into the castle grounds. Whatever or whoever she hasn't gobbled up has been trampled under her feet, ass, gut, chest or hands. It's hard to stop a lady as tough as steel or harder, apparently!

She finally makes it deeper into the labyrinth of the castle, soon face-to-face with Bowser himself. To say he was surprised was barely scratching the surface, given he was expecting a certain...anyone else. He roars at Maruko, who braces herself for whatever trick the King may pull. This is her fight and she's going to make it count.

He seems to be weighing his options, before grinning at wanting to try a new 'unwinnable' boss level. He snaps his fingers and claws, chains soon bringing a massive maze up from the abyss. Maruko looks around in worry before her platform tilts and tumbles her inside of it. She hears his rolling laughter before being in the dark fully.

She pulls herself up from belching up a shell, looking around the dark maze. What is this supposed to be? Torches soon light up in a beat, revealing high walls that the woman can't get over. The Koopa Klown Kopter is barely visible above with a sneering King inside to watch her fail.

Something feels off about this, yet familiar... something ancient and something...fun. The King bellows and the games begin. The stuffed Chomp Lady gets moving as she runs around right corridors and tries to find her way out. Lots of little pips to snack on, though.

Was that a pink Boo? How peculiar! And then an Orange one seen down the one lane? What kind of game is this?? Maruko keeps on trucking, munching on pips and avoiding ghosts, all to the uproarious laughter of the Koopa King above.

Both of them are extremely surprised when Maruko finds a star in the one corner of the maze, leading to less laughter and more swears thrown at her as she takes it to get a speed boost and to get moving faster and pips gotten!

Ghosts gobbled, pips all gotten and an echoing jingle signifies she won! The maze slowly disappears, leaving a very full Maruko glaring up at Bowser from her new platform. To say he's furious is putting it lightly as he calls out his remaining troops and leads a full-out blitzkrieg against her.

Hop! Dodge! Roll! Maruko is now struggling to keep up as she's battered around by the Magikoopas and overwhelming numbers of ground troops.

Magikoopas...?

Maruko has a genuine thought for once in her life, looking around. She grins when a Magikoopa flies too close and she snatches them out of the air. A proper chomp before she spits out his wand, looking it over. Pyew! That Koopa was just turned into a Mushroom, whoops!

Bowser demands someone stop her this instant before she does anything stupid with a wand! Funny enough, for once, she does something smart. The girl remembers one spell, and only one, that she ever saw her handler do. She remembers the motions and does it with grace as she casts it on herself. Her body begins to glow with sparkles and colors, getting her to shake up a storm.

Bowser is fleeing out a window in the Koopa Klown Kopter as fast as he can. He zips along before hearing a loud crashing sound and that his vehicle stops flying forward. He looks back to see a mountainous Maruko having broken through the castle from a growth spell, holding him in place with her fingernails. It seems to have changed her a bit too, far more Chomp-like and feral-looking. A true boss.

Before he can even attempt a forced apology, she brings his vehicle in to pop him and it in her mouth like a jawbreaker. And swallow it like a gummy, too. A massive roar-like belch escape the monstrous Maruko as she has laid waste to the Koopa Kingdom and devoured her way to the top. Using the ruins of the castle as a proper place to slumber, for now, she is quick to doze off from being satisfied in her attempt.

She'll eventually shrink down and then have even longer to digest all these troops and the Koopa King himself, but she knows she'll have to leave shortly after. She'll be Public Enemy #1, after this!

Finally, the thought gets through and she simply belches in response. She's already done it of her own volition, so no need.

"URRooRRRROOooooOAAaRRp~!!"

[chaotic-carnifex]

Hi! So I love the concept of hellpunk, deeply identify with it, and even before I heard of that I’ve been having Thoughts lately on the reclamation of and identification with villainy by marginalized groups. Specifically, the deconstruction of the concepts of “good” and “bad” and how to meaningfully engage with the world in the absence of a definitive right-and-wrong framework. Oh my god I’m using so many big words rn I’m sorry it’s the autism. ANYWAY so!! As the coiner of “hellpunk” I’d love to hear your own Thoughts on like,,,how you redefine that moral framework

Oh shit this is not something I should be trying to answer after midnight hfjfjhcvh this is gonna be so rambly

Honestly I think there's a lot of ways to go abt redefining the whole good & bad thing and that's one of the things that makes it so cool bc different people may take the concept in entirely different directions and there's something beautiful abt that kind of diversity and I can't wait to see what other ppl may do with it

A lot of my thoughts on essentially deconstructing and playing with the way we categorize things as evil and good are still kinda vague and nebulous and hard to grasp so I can't put them into words just yet unfortunately (I'm hoping they'll solidify through engaging with other ppl's takes on the whole thing but hellpunk hasn't gotten that much traction so far, definitely let me know your ideas & thoughts tho please!!)

What I do have words for is gonna seem somewhat disjointed and like snapshots but like

Okay so outwardly there's the aesthetics of evil and the way ppl will mark evil / represent it in a character's physicality / point out physical traits on bad people as if those have any influence on their morals, and there's a lot of very different things there already, from tropes that use disfigurements & scars as visual representations of some kind of inner flaw (red right hand and all that) to linking fat to gluttony & excess to camp / flamboyant cartoon villains to making fun of bigots' looks to rare natural variations like albinism being used to make evil characters more "other" and just so many other examples of morally neutral things being seen/treated as outward signifiers of evil and like yeah some of this is already getting plenty of criticism and being deconstructed a lot but even then it always endures in some way (and there's definitely room to lean into that kind of thing and build an aesthetic on it if one's looks are demonized like that and one wants to)

And then inside there's neurological things like mental illnesses and personality disorders and other neurological differences that are demonized and there is just so much there that I'm getting overwhelmed just thinking abt it. Why is it called the Dark Triad anyway, isn't that stigmatizing? What does it mean if people are demonized for how their brain works? How do we recognize & judge the amount of effort somebody may be e.g. putting into not acting on some harmful compulsion? Some people will say having that compulsion at all makes them evil (wow thoughtcrimes much), some may argue since nothing happens it's morally neutral, some may say the person is good bc they are putting that effort in! Is it bad to think you're superior to others? Is there virtue in having high empathy (cognitive, affective, does the type change the answer?) and is there anything wrong with not having any? Also hey you remember when a study showed that autistic ppl are on average more altruistic than allistic ppl and they tried to spin this into a flaw? Altruism bad, apparently, but only if it's influenced by your neurotype

And also inside there's feelings. Anger is seen as evil but look at the world and tell me how a good person could not be angry at the state of it. Sadness & suffering are painted as noble in Christian belief systems but where is the virtue in hurting? How does your pain make the world better? The demonization of pleasure and of just feeling good abt yourself - wasn't there a story with a man who tells a rabbi he's worried that building an orphanage would cease being a good, moral thing to do if he did it bc it made him feel good abt himself? (And how much do intentions vs outcome matter anyway? The road to hell and all that) And yes of course there's always the whole thing if whether feeling or not feeling something / being capable or incapable of a certain kind of feeling is good or bad or neutral, like is having little emotional reaction to things in general bad? Is there virtue in feeling things strongly? Is being aro bad? What abt being apl? What about being loveless?

If everybody is the hero of their own story, is it the morally right thing to be the villain in certain people's stories? If yes under which circumstances? Ethics are fucking complicated anyway, the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants is supposedly made up of villains, but. Is it? "Magneto was right" is not an uncommon sentiment

Also personality traits, like selfishness is supposed to be bad but what is or isn't selfish? Is this boundary you're setting for your own comfort selfish? If somebody wants their friends to be well bc they are their friends, is that selfish? (Something something Sir Pterry quote abt witches and selfishness, you know the one.) Ambition is often painted as evil. I stopped knowing what I'm typing 20 minutes ago at least. Fuck.

Damn this got long, I hope it's. somewhat coherent? There's probably so many typos in there. Shit. I hope I at least somewhat managed to address you question bc I don't fucking know what I just wrote my brain is dripping from my ears right now ugh

[bxoken-heartss]

@tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo asked: Could you do the 8 and 17 fluff with Joel? tht would be cute (ik u hate him lol u could do zabdi if u want)

Lmao I don't hate him Bby..he can just be a bit dramatic sometimes...that's all 🙆‍♀️

Prompts: (I did a bit of alterations in it so excuse me)

“I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you.” (Prompt 8)

“My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.” (Prompt 17)

So Y/N is your name

~ ~ ~ means change of scenario.

✓ ✓ ✓ means the end.

So...ahem...this went a bit more than I intended it to go...I swore I would just write drabbles but I guess old habits die hard? So this is it? I hope you like it Dia! 💕😅 (oh new nickname alert)

This song is beautiful and sorta inspired me! 💕

- - -

Y/N and Joel were friends ever since they were little kids...They had met when Joel had gotten lost wandering around in a series of pet shops staring at pets (especially various dog breeds and puppies). When his senses had hit him..he understood he had gotten lost..he began to feel nervous and uneasy and let out childish sobs as he began to run around looking for his mother.

He barely paid attention to anything around him as he only focused in searching for his mother that which eventually ends up with him bumping onto someone.

"Ouch! Why can't you watch where the hell they are going?!" A voice speaks

Joel falls down as he looks at the person speaking...a little girl who held a husky in her arms on the floor angrily glaring at him

"I'm so sorry...I didn't..." He begins as he stares at the husky...

"It's fine...Just watch where you're going at least the- -" She begins

"Is that the Siberian Husky?" Joel asks interrupting her as he stands up

"I'm kind of offended that you interrupted me...But yes...yes it is.." She replies as she possessively holds her husky

"Can...Can I pet it?" He asks as he looks at the husky eagerly

"Well sure I guess..." She says as Joel begins petting the husky.

A few minutes later, the duo had already begun talking about...dogs things in general..

"Y/N! There you are!!" I was looking all over for you!" A voice speaks, tone concerned

"Oh..Mumma..I was just on my way back but then this boy bumped into me and apparently loves Zachary a bit too much.." She says as she points at Joel

And that's when our oblivious little Joel realizes that he was lost and was supposedly supposed to find his mother..not stand here fanboying over a husky.

His eyes widen as he looks around, searching for his mother a.k.a his official/ main intention...Panic strikes his system as he realizes he was obviously potentially lost..

"Are you okay Joel?" Y/N asks

"I'm LOST!" Joel replies as he looks at her letting out childish sobs

"Oh god...Mumma...Help him!" Y/N says

"Listen lil boy...we'll find your mother...do you like know her number or anything.." Y/N mother asks

"Yes..." He replies as he tells her the number letting out soft sobs

The husky jumps onto Joel's arms as it began licking his face. Joel stopped crying slowly as he began smiling a bit.

"Oh my god...He is just so adorable..." Joel says as he pets the husky

"Yeah...he seemingly likes you..strange..he's not pretty comfortable with strangers.." Y/N comments

Soon Joel's mother comes in, her eyes scanning around, her eyes instantly gleaming with happiness as she finds Joel.

"Joel!!!" She says as she runs over and hugs him, Zachary jumping out of Joel's arms onto the ground.

"Mumma!!" Joel yells as he hugs her, sobbing quietly

Y/N stepped away a bit letting them have their moment.

"Thank you for finding him! He's always roaming around..pet stores...or just everywhere in general...I'm so sorry for his careless actions...and all the inconveniences he has caused you..." Joel's mother apologizes

"Oh not at all...He wasn't a bother at all.." Y/N's mother reassures

"Joel...at least next time don't go around without telling your mum! If you want a pet come over to my place...We can play with Zachary together..." Y/N says as she smiles at him, holding her mother's hand

"Okay..I will." Joel says smiling at her as he pets Zachary one last time...

"Bye Joel! See you...well...soon?" She says as she walks off..

That was how it all began...After that, one day he had turned up at her place surprisingly...They were next door neighbours...And eventually they spent a lot of time together..which lead to their everlasting friendship which began at the age of 6..

~ ~ ~

"Joel...when am I going to see you again?" Y/N asks as she lazily sat on his bed whilst she helped him with her luggage.

"Around 9 months...I'll be back soon.." Joel says as he puts in another shirt

"Oh come on...that's technically the entire year!" Y/N comments as she rolls her eyes

"I swear I would have taken you if it wasn't for your Fashion Designing Course..If that had been completed..then you could have joined.." Joel says as he stuffs in something else

"Yeah yeah..it's important right...I'm going to miss you Jo..." She says as she looks at him

"Me too..I wish there was something I could do.." Joel says as he walks over towards her.

"Just promise that you'll facetime me before all your performances..and just text me once at least every day...send me those lame audios of yours...I don't care.." Y/N says as she holds his hand...

He was still here...not gone..why did he have to leave?

"Hey...I'll text you and call you everyday.. You're my best friend...If I wouldn't call you.. who else would I?" He asks as he holds her hand and hugs her

~ ~ ~

"Wow! That was a spectacular show right boys?" Joel asks obviously excited as he walked behind the stage...

"Yes..exhausted but overwhelming..." Richard replies as they walk into the room backstage

Zabdiel immediately falls onto the couch, Erick cools off, Chris begins to fix his hair

"God..Why hasn't Y/N even seen my message! She didn't even facetime me today or even call me! Isn't that just mean?!?" Joel comments as he slumps onto the couch

"Yes...call her mean and every other negative word you could think of Ho-eL! She brought her arse from miles away, sat on a 13 hour flight just so she could surprise her best friend and yet you call her that?" A voice speaks from behind him

"Wait...a minute..." Joel trails as he instantly turns behind and sees Y/N

"Y/N- - !!!!" His tone surprised and shocked as he leaps off the couch and hugs her, a few years falling through his cheeks in the rush of excitement.

"Curls!!" She yells as she hugs him.

They hug on forever none of them every wanting to let go...Until an intentional cough from the guys pulls them away

"Ah...err...Guys! Meet my bestie Y/N!" Joel says as he grabs her hand heading towards the boys

"We talked Curls...I talked to everyone and they all helped me hide...You guys were amazing...The performance was just fantastic!" She comments as the boys yell out a chorus of thanks

"Okay so everyone except me knew that you were here?" Joel asks

"Duh curls...I couldn't sneak into backstage without their help..." Y/N says referring to the boys.

Joel grabbed her arm and pulled her into an empty room and pulls her into a hug again

"I'm so glad to have you here...Thank you for the support.." Joel says

"Wow wow...I never knew I'd see a sweet side of you Joel..." Y/N remarks

"Shut up and just hug me..." Joel says rolling his eyes

She returns the gesture as they kept hugging, an odd source of comfort filling both their veins.

~ ~ ~

"Joel...this is beautiful..." Y/N comments as she looks around the woods.

It was a small forest sort of place filled with thick green trees and a small river which gleamed with reflections of the littered stars that laid scattered in the skies.

"I know right..." Joel says as he looks at the river and at her..

They spent a lot of time making jokes and just talking about life...he had just returned from tour a few days before and thought he ought to spend some quality time with his best....friend...

He almost sighed at his own thoughts..he had begun to have feelings for her...but he didn't want to let them interplay..he didn't want to lose her...he needed her as a friend at least in his life..his feelings didn't have any part in this...but he couldn't help but wonder everytime she smiled..was she thinking about him? Did she think of him..as something more than a friend?

"Joel..Joel...HOEL!" Y/N yells.

Joel's eyes widen in shock as he falls off the log he sat on because of how loud she yelled and how distracted he was..

"Oh god...you are so clumsy sometimes Curls! Wait..actually all the damn time!" She says as she holds out her hand, Joel gratefully accepting her extended hand as she pulls him up.

"Look at that Y/N..My hand was made to fit into yours..” Joel comments as he sits up

Y/N face floods with a tint of pink as she nervously laughs it off..but never lets go off his hand..

"Of course you dummy...We are besties so god made sure it would work that way.." She replies uneasily

"Y/N I want to tell you something.." He says interrupting her from speaking further

An awkward moment of painful silence fills the air...

"What is it Joel?" She asks nervously

"It's.. it's..." Joel begins but his anxiety kicks in.

"If you don't tell her now...you'll never tell her or know if she felt the same.. you'll probably live in regret but you have to! " His inner voice encourages as he takes a deep breath

"I...I like you..." He breathes out

"I like you too Joel! You are my best fr- -" Y/N begins

"No Y/N...I like you more than a best friend.. you make me feel warm and mushy on the inside..I don't feel anything else around anyone else...You make me feel safe, happy. You understand me...We fight..but that's only because you care..but I like you in a different manner...You make me want to the cringy -est stuffs like taking couple pictures, share smoothies together, go on dates...and make me wanna dance with you in between an army of fireflies under the moonlight and what nots.. and to think that you make these cliché activities look normal...that's weird and definitely not something I feel one fine day.. I knew I always had these feelings..But I realized them...only recently...I understand if you don't feel the same..but just so you know I'll keep loving you..on and on..." He finishes off

"Who said I never had feelings for you Joel?" She asks "Every night... I'm just waiting and wondering if you have found someone that'll make you feel like that..Because why not? There are millions out there..prettier, hotter and just beautiful girls out there waiting for you so why would you choose me over them? Yeah... nothing.."

"Y/N I don't care...for you were..are the only girl I've had my eyes on...from the start.. today and forever..." Joel says as he holds both her palms. (I'm low-key swooning 🤧)

Before she could answer, Joel extends his free hand and pulls her up.

They walk over towards a place where the moonlight reflected brightly and the clear water flowing gently, causing small ripples as if it was singing a song.

"Well...can I have a dance with you?" Joel asks as he extends his hand out in a sorta gentleman style

Y/N nods softly as she takes his hand, his hand instantly softly interlocking with hers as she rests her free hand on his shoulder, his free hand holding a space above her waist securely..

As they began to softly dance in sync, an army of fireflies had encapsulated around them causing her to smile wide.

"Look Joel...True to your 'cliché' wishes..the fireflies are here..." Y/N jokes about it as Joel's face floods with a bright pink colour.

They enjoyed the overall aura, the silence suddenly turning comfortable...as they merely enjoyed each others' presence without any words being exchanged.

"So..Y/N..." Joel begins

"Hmm?" She asks as they continue dancing

"Will..will you be my girlfriend?" He asks nervously

Y/N stops dancing as she tries to catch Joel's gaze..but the boy would look at anyone or anything but her..

Y/N stood on her toes as she holds his face with both hands as she stares at his beautiful dark brown orbs, her eyes filled with nothing but love..that too only for him.

Joel looks at her nervously and before he could speak anything, she softly presses her lips against his. He instinctively bends down a bit to reach upto her height as his hands wrap around an area a bit above her waist.

She pulls away, Joel's arms still firmly fixated above her waist as he looks at her

"Did that answer your question Pimentel?" She asks, her tone filled with sassiness

"For real Y/N?" He asks in disbelief

"Yes Joel..For real...I promise you...I'll be there for you..." Y/N says as Joel smiles

"I love you Y/N.." He says

"I love you only..Joel Pimentel.." Y/N says as Joel pulls her in for another kiss.

✓ ✓ ✓

The Ending kinda sucked tbh...but anyways hehehe... I'll try to improve! 😅🙃

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

Tell me one of your most embarrassing moments! (for any muse you want! maybe one who hasn't gotten an ask yet? :) )

((Your wish is my command... and his problem to deal with!))

The old guardian draws a sigh. He’d rather not share these aspects of his private life... but what else is there to do? The group is taking a break for the night, and sleep isn’t something his unsent body requires.

There’s absolutely nothing left but silence and reminiscence to be had.

“It has to be from my time in Zanarkand, to be sure... It all goes back to that place, one way or another.” His death, his friends, his mission... his story.

“When you are thrown in a world that is absolutely nothing like you’ve grown to be used to, it’s inevitable to slip up and make mistakes.” He says slowly, hinting some hesitation in getting further on the subject. Nonetheless, this was the request, and he’ll oblige it. He was already dead... it’s not like shame could kill him twice.

“The first time I’ve accompanied the boy to buy supplies, it was rather overwhelming. Marketplaces in Zanarkand are not like what you find here in Spira. I believe Tidus called them... ‘supermarket’. Such a childish name. I initially believed that was just how the kid would refer to them. Turns out it’s the actual type of building we were in.”

Looking away, he lets out a quiet ‘hmph’ under his breath. The tall collar of his coat covers the frown on his mouth.

“In any case... I lost sight of him at some point, and soon after I heard my name called through loud speakers on the ceiling. I was required to go find a ‘reception desk’ of some kind... But I really didn’t know what or where that special desk could be.”

“I had to stop and ask other people in the place to take me there. A merciful old lady was polite enough to assist me. Tidus’ expression when we finally met again was definitely not impressed.”

No one ever said being a guardian was easy.