#SSB Writes

[starshineandbooks]

SLOWLY working on a soulmate broppy au where Branch is missing and Poppy turns grey. It's not slow but not immediate, she loses her colors and just becomes- blank. She takes Ober all the danger and prepping.

Also we get Floyd and Poppy being friends, JD not knowing how to help, Bruce having to gentle parent his family, and accidental baby acquisition.

I will answer questions if you have them, haha.

[cakeflesh]

gogevege au stuff that I’ll probably never finish

[swoodthis]

MALCHUS SICKFIC

[telepathyia]

@dcviated said: ❛  are you always so competitive?  ❜ [ from guna ]

The princess cleared her throat, an old habit of hers whenever she'd tried to regain some decorum after losing face, and she tried to recover that polite yet mild smile. But her embarrassment remained palpable to anyone. Pink stained her cheeks, that blossomed from excitement working in tandem with her now flustered state. Just as she was about to utter a string of apologies for her disgraceful behavior, she quickly closed her lips.

She was not in the court filled with nobles who possessed tongues far sharper than any sword. Rather, she was with Raguna, playing a simple game by the shooting gallery. And sure, perhaps she had gotten carried away with her desire to win, but it was all in good fun. So long as she remained outside of the castle, she was no longer bound by the obligations and burdens set by the royal family and nobles.

Her apologies dissolved in her throat. She didn't want to taint this cheery atmosphere.

"I do not know," she finally answered, gently setting the bow down on the countertop. "Though I must confess, it is a rather novel feeling!"

Something she wanted to indulge in more. So she turned to him, raised one finger, and with a wink said:

"Let us play one last game. I have a feeling I will win this one."

[emissaryorca]

Heaven help me I’m back on my bullshit (Lucas-centric character study 🌻)

[clarislam]

Chapter 8 of my Super Smash Bros/The Last Story crossover fanfic, “Super Smash Bros: The Next Story,” is now posted!

Read on Archive Of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44106405/chapters/114427312

Read on Fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14184114/8/Super-Smash-Bros-The-Next-Story

[starshineandbooks]

I love all of you and am kissing you on your foreheads for this one

no punctuation we read like romans

[hannie-dul-set]

gonna post heartbeat conquest update tonight 😞😞😞 i managed to write while at work but i got punched in the face with thesis work this evening 😞😞😞.

[iknowimdespicableme]

An Introduction to my Searing, Scorching, Blistering original characters.

Wiljem:

"A stranger stared back at him [in the mirror] with a cold gaze and the beginnings of a beard. He traced the uncanny person’s face, from the sharp chin to the piercing cheekbones. It almost looked like a skeleton, with the near absence of cheeks. The only color on its face was in its intense eyes, but even there the color was dull."

A middle child made the oldest thanks to tragedy, Wiljem is Taher’s brother. He used to be quietly positive, a homebody who ignored responsibility. When his safety net, his family, was ripped away from him, he was thrust into a leadership position and was suddenly solely liable for Taher’s survival. On top of this, Taher reveals his abilities as an avatar of the sun. This is normal in their home country but something which is being persecuted after being conquered by a neighboring, much more powerful, country. He travels far away from all he used to know to protect Taher, and now must battle his mental health issues, their poverty, and Taher’s growing itch for independence.

Taher:

"Into the light of the room, illuminated with a few dozen candles, walked a boy with bright eyes and a sharp nose. His face was expressive, with his eyes soft, eyebrows raised, and lips suggesting a smile."

Taher was too young to know his parents when they were alive. He grew up on the move with his two older brothers, Wiljem and Tirakem, inching to the border of the newly conquered territory and, hopefully, to safety. His brothers shielded him so well from the horrors surrounding them, that he was able to mature properly. Then, only a couple days from the port that would take them far away, Tirakem got sick and passed quickly. In his grief, Taher let out the brilliant light of an avatar of the sun, which alerted the conquerors to his existence. Without Tirakem, Taher was hit full force with the reality of their situation. Now, comfortably out of the country for years, Taher pushes and prods at Wiljem to let go of the past and stop treating him like a child. When refused, he takes matters into his own hands. 

Liizesk:

"She was a shorter woman, with old scars painted across her body. Especially up her arms and by her nose, freckles stood out against the pale of her skin. She looked young, about Wiljem’s age. Maybe only a little bit older. Pale blonde hair was parted in the middle of her scalp, and ran down to just above her neck. It was cut at a sharp line. Precise."

Liizesk was a part of the high society of the colonizing country, a noblewoman. She spent her life being comfortable and doted on, described as the greatest beauty the country had seen in a long time. She was on the way up from her already high status. Then, she fell madly in love with another noblewoman. They got to know each other, slowly, and well within the confines of societal expectations. They both knew that they were in love. Soon, Liizesk got a marriage proposal from a promising prospect, but they had both agreed to become spinsters, so she turned it down. She was shunned, but she ignored it because she was happy. Or, she was, until she found out that her lover had not turned her proposal down. Furious and ostracized, Liizesk confronted her. The other noblewoman apologized profusely and shared that she was only going to be married to him for a year in order to get enough money for Liizesk and her to run off together and live comfortably. For a year, Liizesk waited. She never came. Who came instead? The police, accusing her of homosexuality. She fled, and now has a seething fury beneath her eyes always. She joined and clawed her way to the top of the black market to keep herself safe.

Rahn:

"The right half of their body was tan, small and infrequent cicatrices running up their body. Their left side, however, was horribly blackened with scars. They looked charred. Running from their fingertips to their shoulder, up their neck and to their face, it looked as if someone had left them in the oven for too long."

Born of an unwilling marriage between a colonizing soldier and a colonized avatar of the dark, Rahn’s mother hid them in the dark’s domain, a forest that colonizers were too afraid to enter. Rahn was raised by the souls of their ancestors buried there. About a decade later, the colonizing country realized they could weaponize the dark by torturing avatars of said magick. Rahn had to flee and worked with the ancestors to try and stop the dark from becoming dangerous or engulfing towns that wouldn’t survive it. Each time, the angry and confused dark domain stained more and more of their body. When they were near death, getting weaker every day, their family forced them away to forge their own path. Lonely, they made quick friends with Aire and Liizesk and now participated in the black market to keep themself from being too bored and to use their magick on the down low. 

Aire: 

"Tall and muscular, the voice belonged to a towering man. Only barely shorter than Wiljem, he held himself straight-backed and confidently. He had blue-inked tattoos all over his body. Waves on his arms, sweeping, detailed designs along his chest, and smaller symbols on his neck. Within some tattoos, there seemed to be sentences written in a language [Wiljem] couldn’t understand."

Aire lived on a string of islands largely untouched by the main colonizing country for a long time. He enjoyed his community, a large family of interconnected clans. Days were usually warm and the ocean was cold. Honesty, selflessness, and positivity were the pillars of his life. The islands wherein he lived held the perfect environment for planting a specific plant that the colonizing country had run out of space for. Once discovered, the islands were ransacked. Of course they fought and tried to discuss and grieved, the wars waged for 6 years. But, Aire’s people cared about their people more than the land, while the colonizers were willing to throw away thousands of lives for the cause. So, they lost. They were given to the next full moon to leave or assimilate. Aire was one of the last to leave and a raging storm separated him from his community. Making friends at his new harbor where they had agreed to meet if they lived, he is a part of black market to support Liizesk and Rahn. 

Jeb: 

"The young, dark haired Jeb responded, letting a lazy smirk rest on their face comfortably. Leaning against the bar casually, they looked towards Wiljem. With that flash of teeth and dimples, the overwhelming screams of loosing bets faded away."

Jeb grew up in this country, in this massive port city. He was raised in the orphanage, never adopted, and now spends his time oscillating between his 3 jobs and sleeping, with the occasional lover joining him in the bed. He is a caring and intuitive person who is never quite looking past tomorrow. He met Wiljem on a cold night and was immediately smitten. The two dance around each other, unsure what the other wants, while Jeb worries about Wiljem’s wildly fluctuating moods and memory. 

Tirakem:

"Tirakem had more freckles than [Wiljem] did. While Wiljem preferred helping around the house, Kemmie was out in the sun, playing and adventuring more often. He was older, too, and he refused to cut his hair. As it got longer over the years, it lost some of its curl to the weight of it. He also had more scars, known to be less careful than any of his family members. But, it strengthened him."

Tirakem was the firstborn of the family and spent his days running through the hills by the house, following foxes to rivers and collecting rocks. He was always dirty, cut, and smiling. When Wiljem was born, he channeled that energy into protection, bringing home berries to eat and sticks to stoke the fire with. His parents only trusted him with the information that Wiljem was an avatar of the moon, but to keep it quiet as the war marched ever closer, even from the boy himself. When the next boy was born, Tirakem was training to fight. But, when the time came, he was too late. His parents were slaughtered, but he was ready to take on the role of guardian as his father gave him instructions on how to flee and the knowledge that Taher was an avatar as well, of the sun. Stressed constantly and selfless to a fault, a virus latched onto him and ate at him for months before becoming evident a few days from the border. His last thoughts were sorrow, that he could not do what he promised his father, and glee, to see his parents again.

[xkirkex]

following the latest underdogs video, really wish there were fics for this fandom… jordan’s ‘quickie’ bit was too good

[rupeenotruby]

@isasan347 made a post about Fable doing her ssbu stuff in front of Legend and I thought the idea was quite humorous and so I made a comic!

I chose to go with her lightning kick because her three main special moves are just the great fairy spells for OOT which would then belong to Time and her down b isn't very iconic since it is a more recent addition. Lightning kick has been there since the beginning and is the first thing I think of when I think of Zelda in ssb.

I started working on this comic a few weeks ago but had to put it on hold because of my finals. But now they are over and I have finished this! There is a lot I dislike about this comic (namely the dialogue, I didn't really script this out like I should)(If you have a better final punchline you are welcome to edit the panels with it (2nd to last), I changed it so many times and am still not the biggest fan of it). But there is also a lot I like! I actually finished it for one! Yipppe! I'm still figuring out how to draw everyone and wouf! It was a challenge (shoutout to four though he's a real one). I'm probably going to study their clothes a bit more before making another comic though. I'm also still figuring out how to write all these guys so they might be ooc, sorry about that too. Also here's the rough draft if you want to see it(if you zoom in you can see the original ending (maybe)):

Anyways, if you have read this far, I have a favor to ask: You see it has been a while since I have made a comic for human consumption, and I would like some feedback. Is the text big enough? Do you understand what is happening? Anything really bothering you about it? Anything you really like? Etc. Etc. I am open to constructive criticism.

I will take this time to complain about Zelda's horrible heeled-sandal-boots. They are evil and awful and horrible and every other negative thing you can think of. That is all.

[starshineandbooks]

Bottom of the river (long way down) part 3

Pairing: Grimmons, Tuckington, Docnut, oc x oc

Rating: T (cursing, Canon typical banter)

Word count: 4787

Summary: In the aftermath of Simmons putting his foot in his mouth, progress is made. The kids are determined to do what they have to.

Warnings: cursing, repression,

Other: if I missed anything please let me know (Not beta read)

Lani dosen’t look back as she leaves, marching directly into her room. She puts herself in her top bunk and curls up facing the wall.

"Leilani." Zach says as he comes in.

"I'm fucking fine." She snaps.

"Lani." He says again. Softer as he watches her tremble.

Zach closes the door and steps closer. He comes up to the bunkbed and just looks her over.

She tenses up, pulling a blanket over her. She dosen’t turn but she dosen’t snap at him again.

"What can I do?" Zach asks.

"I want my dads." Lani says softly.

"I can-" Zach starts to offer but frowns. "I know, Lani."

She turns, her eyes glossy with unshed tears.

"This is such bullshit, and if I hadn't touched that stupid fucking thing- what if we mess it all up?!"

"What if we don't?" Zach offers softly.

"Look, timetravel never works that great in the books or movies. I'm not fucking smart, but I'm not stupid."

"You are smart, Lani. We don't know how this works, but we can make the best of it."

"I'm really fucking scared, and I just want my dads."

"I know. Come one down here, we'll build a blanket fort." Zach urges gently.

"I just don't wanna mess everything up." Lani laments as she sits up slowly, tears falling down her cheeks.

Zach just nods. He knows. He gets it.

But he also knows freaking out won't help.

Instead he takes a deep breath. "You wanna braid my hair?"

"Yes please." Lani manages.

Zach has to fight the urge to flinch. He hasn't heard her sound so tame since her childhood cat died two years ago. This has really upset her good lord.

Lani slips down the ladder and moves to her friend. She hugs him tightly, burning her face in his chest as she tries to stop the tears.

He hugs her right back, holding her close as he curses Simmons with everything he has. How dare the man upset his friend?

That ass wipe!

"Zach have you- what happened?" Ban asks as he comes in.

The door shuts quickly as Ben comes and joins the hug, pressing against Lani's back. He looks up to Zach with questions unvoiced.

"Simmons." Zach says sharply. He takes a deep breath before he continues in a calmer manner, "Simmons put his foot in his mouth, and it really upset Lani. Which is understandable."

Ben frowns, "Lani... what happened?"

"He said he's not my dad. And why woukd he want to be?! I fuckdd up and were all gonna get un-creatdd cause we're in the past!" Lani groans.

Ben just nods. He tries to make the words make sense, remembering that his friend becomes dramatic when she's upset.

He knows her, and he knows her tendencies to blow things out of proportion but he dosen’t want to make her feel less than either.

"Lani," Ben says, still hugging his friends, "Would you like a blanket fort? And maybe to talk?"

"Just wanna not fuck it all up." Lani says softly. "I'm scared."

"I know." Zach soothes, "I know. It's okay. We're right here, I promise."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, Lans," Ben smiles softly, "And next time we see the rest of our friends we can tell them about this and I promise Caasie will tell Simmons he's a dick."

Lani laughs a little, bitter and exhausted. She finally looks up at Zach. "Can we sleep in the blanket fort?"

"Yes, Lani, we can absolutely sleep in the blanket fort."

So, they build the fort, and Lani braids Zach's hair. They curl up in the blanket fort amd talk about dumb things and funny stories from their youth. And they fall asleep tangled together.

It's okay.

Lani is till hurt and everything still sucks, but it's okay.

And when they wake up in the morning it's to Tucker.

"Hey." Tucker says, kneeling in front of the blanket fort. "Kept the party going huh?"

"Shut the fuck up." Ben groans as he shoves his face further into Lani's stomach.

"Simmons is getting yelled at by Grif, dunno why it is this time." Tucker informs.

"I do." Zach says simply, "Simmons really messed up."

"It's fucking fine, Zach. Simmons is more than allowed to decide he doesn't have a fucking obligation to me. I have you guys and I have dad."

"Wait- what?" Tucker frowns. "What happened?"

"Simmons said things without thinking." Zach says firmly, looking rather done. "I imagine Grif found out."

"Well- shit. Lani I don't know what he said, but he didn't mean it. He just- fucking sucks at talking." Tucker says, hoping to do some damage control. His parental instincts probably the loudest since he's had a kid already at this point and they other's haven't.

Lani gives a dubious look, but she dosen’t argue.

"Yeah, pops is super right, Simmons is a dumbass, but he didn't mean it."

"Yes, he fucking did. He said I wasn't his kid, and he's right. I'm an unknown to him, so what the fuck ever."

"Lani... you kept cutting him off. What he said sucks, a lot. I'm not defending him at all, but he didn't have a chance to explain." Zach says softly.

"Bullshit." Lani scoffs, "He said he wasn't parent material. When I called him papa he said he wasn't. So er-fuckig-go he said he wasn't my god damn dad."

"I'm not saying otherwise. I'm just saying you didn't give him a chance to try to explain."

"Oh kid, ypu had a shit end to your night, huh?" Tucker asks, "Want me to go kick his ass?"

"No." Lani says.

"Lani?" Ben asks.

"Yeah?"

"If you change your mind, you let pops know."

"There's no need to kick ass. I'm still fucking upset and terrified, but that's just stupid. We need all the help we can get."

"You uh- want a hug?" Tucker asks.

"Fuck yeah I do!" Lani gives a smile, more cheerful than earlier. She loves her uncle Tucker's hugs.

Tucker moves closer and hugs her. He dosen’t really know a lot about her but he knows it sucks when your parent says something stupid. He hugs her the way he hugs Junior. Firm and gentle.

Lani hugs right back, ignoring the fact she's probably clinging. It's fine, it's her uncle Tucker.

-------

"I fucked up." Simmons says when he sees Grif open his eye.

Grif groans lowly.

"I really fucked up."

"What the fuck are you on about?" Grif groans again as he pushes up.

"I upset Lani. I think I accidentally said I wasn't her dad-"

"You fucking what?!" Grif snaps his gaze to his roommate.

"I don't know! But I hurt her, and she stormed out, and I think she thinks I don't want her."

"God damn it, Simmons."

"I know."

Grif just groans. If this were anyone else, he'd lose his shit, but yelling won't change anything.

So, instead, he just drops onto his bed with a groan and wonders if he can just not do anything today.

Hopefully, the answer is yes.

-------

Sarge has gathered intel. And he can't imagine how he ended up with a second generation of red team, but he is happy about it!

And yes, Grif had a child, but that child is still a glorious red!

So far, he's discovered that Aspen is good with strategy, Violet is amazing as a ppitcher, and Cassie likes tarot. That last one isn’t as useful, and Cassie is a dirty blue.

But still...

Intel can be crucial in ways you don't expect. And Sarge is very creative. He's a genius if he can say so himself!

On top of that, he creates time travel, and it takes that blue team scientist!

Today, he's with Doctor Grey, running blood work and other health tests for the timetravelling teens while a time traveling Kai watches and babbles.

This is a second round of checkups, a precaution, and a way to gather information.

"I hate needles." Violet groans as she burries her face in Aspen's shoulder.

"We know, Vi." Aspen pats the girl's back gently. Their voice is soothing.

"I hate doctors. Emily is supposed to be nice to us." Violet mourns.

"We're in the past before any of our parents got it together, Emily is just doing her job." Cassie chimes in as she drapes herself across Aspen's other side.

"How do you know me by that name?" Dr. Grey asks as she puts a bandage on Violet's arm. She dosen’t sound upset, only curious.

"You're our eccentric grandmother figure!" Violet beams.

"Violet!" Cassie hisses, moving to swat her friend lightly only to almost fall.

"Easy." Aspen says as they snag their friend's bicep and pull them back to stable.

Cassie just smiles, muttering appreciation quietly.

"I have no children, so I can't imagine having grandchildren." Grey chirps happily, "Arm, please."

Aspen offers their arm without hesitation. They don't flinch when the needle enters their vein, focusing instead on breathing.

"Well...." Violet grins excitedly.

"Do. Not." Cassie says firmly.

"Shut it, blue." Violet says so lightly that there's no doubt she is joking.

Sarge is delighted, though. "You heard the little lady, blue."

"Hey, what's wrong with Blues?!" Kai demands as she looks up from the tablet she's been using basebook on.

"You're the enemy!" Sarge scoffs.

"Oh, I can't wait to kick your ass at paintball." Cassie says as she smirks. "Hell yeah!" Kai grins.

"I mean, we'll probably win." Aspen chimes.

"Another victory for red team!" Sarge crows.

"You wish." Cassie scoffs with an eye roll.

"We'll kick your ass, old man!" Kai defends loudly.

"Yeah!" Cassie jeers.

"Oh my, I hope you have a referee." Grey smiles.

"Of course we do. Dad and Zach run refree." Violet laughs.

"Good ol' Doc, he taught me everything I know about medicine." Cassie beams, joking as she kicks her legs a little.

"Which is why my dumb brother won't let you play first aid." Kai scoffs.

"My dad is a great medic!" Violet defends vehemently.

"He rubbed aloevera on me for a pinkie toe wound!" Sarge scoffs.

"Bandaids don't help migraines." Aspen says with a pointed look.

Grey turns to Cassie and starts to draw her blood.

"I like to give people oreos for hunger." Cassie smirks.

"You dastardly blue, Grif has infected your young mimd!" Sarge clicks his tongue.

"Please stop yelling." Grey asks lightly.

"Sure thing, doctor." Aspen agrees lightly

"We're not yelling!" Kai protests.

"Kai." Violet sighs slowly.

"That's my name!"

"Can we please behave?" Cassie groans, ignoring that she too had been messing around.

"Only if you do too!" Violet giggles.

"I miss my brother. He shuts you up." Cassie groans.

"He has a way with that." Violet agrees sweetly.

"Ew." Aspen frowns.

"I see you take after you,'re daddy!" Sarge frowns, trying to decide if having a second Donut is worth the addition to the red team.

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Kimball has learned a few things about the new recruits.

One, they're crazy barley contained chaos who only abide by Zach. The Sim troopers seem to have passed on the gene for 'God won't let us die and it's your problem.'

Two, Lani is a daddy's girl who has Grif wrapped around her finger. This could be useful. If it's used right, at least.

Three, Ben sleepwalks and has nightmares. He frequently ends up in a hallway trying to run.

And four, Zach is the only voice of reason the other two seem willing to listen to. The tall boy is good at first aid and being the adult. Which is a fucking god send.

Today, Kimball wants to use these things (minus number three, perhaps) to whip the captains into shape.

Training is about to start, and thanks to the three teenagers, even Grif is present. The captains, their squads, and the teens stand in a group loose around the front of the training room.

Ben waves, dressed in grey armor streaked with aquamarine. He seems entirely too excited. His other arm holds his helmet on his hip. "My name's Ben, I'm enemy captain."

"Would someone tell me why my son is acting as the enemy captain?" Tucker asks sharply.

"Because he fucking can." Lani says as she comes up beside her friend.

Simmons nearly screams when he realizes his daughter is in armor. Fuck. No.

This is so not okay. He needs to stop this right now.

Lani is clad in orange armored streaked with maroon. She's putting her helmet on and if they didn't know her voice they'd never recognize her.

"Lani what the fuck?" Grif manages, because that seems an appropriate question.

"It's cool. we're only doing hand to hand and wood knives today!" Ben waves off the concern.

"I'm running first aid." Zach says as he steps over, clad in baby blue armor. "Don't worry."

"Anyway, we're running training today!" Ben grins from under his visor, "Kimball says."

"Absolutely not."

"They are, actually." Kimball says as she walks in. "If you guys can't beat these teens who have never been military, we have a real problem."

"You are not getting involved." Grif says firmly, "Tucker back me up."

"Grif is right." Tucker says sharply.

Simmons wants to back Grif up. He wants to ask why Grif didn't ask him to. But then he remembers two nights ago and how he accidentally said he wasn't Lani's dad.

Right.

He's still being treated like a stranger. Like someone she has to put up with.

Ouch.

And like, Simmons knows he fucked up, he just- didn't expect the icey treatment to last so long. He knows he deserves it but it still sucks.

"I am, dad. I promise it's safe! We're in a war zone, you want us to know how to fucking protect ourselves. Don't you?" Lani asks, gaze hidden behind her visor even as her voice gets all soft.

"I-" Grif frowns. He can't argue with that logic. And what better way to keep her safe than to know she can fight?

This seems like really shitty parenting, but Grif also knows Kai probably taught his kid to sneak about. So isn't it better to have her know he's here? That he wants her safe?

Shit.

"Fuck, kiddo, I guess." Grif says, feeling like a failure and unable to see any other real and safe option.

Damn free will. Amd damn his sister for almost certainly teaching his daughter delinquency.

"This seems like a bad plan." Simmons frowns.

"No one fucking asked you." Lani says, her voice barbed wire, the sudden change should give someone whiplash.

"Hey, don't talk to your dad like that." Tucker says.

"Whatever."

"I still can't believe you." Grif hisses to Simmons. Having already given the nerd an earful but still upset about the other night.

"I know."

"Let's get this show on the road." Lani says.

"Hold on, I'm still not convinced this is the right thing." Tucker says.

"Pops, look at it this way, if we lose wee will all stay out of the fight." Ben says, "if we win, we get to fight."

Lani grumbles at that, but she dosen’t argue.

"You'll all stay out of the fight if you lose."

"Sure." Lani agrees.

"Really, you'll make a deal?" Grif frowns. Why didn't he think of this. That's the first rule of negotiating. Make a deal!

"Let's go. You'll see the right side has a cone square. That's jail." Zach cuts in, "that's our side. The left side is your side and has a big tape square that's your jail."

"What is this?"

"Capture the flag." Ben grins, the sound of his voice betraying it despite the helmet.

"We made flags from lost shirts." Zach explains.

On one end is a large white t shirt with a skull drawn on it in Sharpie. That one is Lani and Ben's team flag.

The other flag is a crop top cut from a graphic t proclaiming "that bitch".

"Anyway the team are super easy. Me, Ben, and everyone who just got a cat gif are a team. Everyone else is with the captains."

Half of the soilders join Ben and Lani's team. Leaving The captains, their lieutenants and one other member of their teams.

"Alright five minutes to strategize." Zach calls.

"I'm staying to observe." Kimball informs.

Lani, Ben, and their team go to their side and huddle around. The two teens take point on leading and come up with a strategy that should combat their parents easily.

They know their parents, and their usual behaviors. Bickering, and mind games should work fine.

Distract and the bribe Caboose.

Distract Simmons.

Bicker with Grif.

And keep Tucker occupied with either combat or jokes. Possibly both.

Grif, Simmons, Caboose, and Tucker decide head on is the best way to overpower the teens.

Simmons is left to guard the flag, because he isn’t the best at pure power.

Caboose is left to charge in, and promptly gets distracted when Lani sings the meow mix song on loop. The super soilder joins in quickly.

Lani ends up convincing Caboose to help through words no one else quite catches.

Ben pulls Grif into a bickering match while they lazily fight.

A soikder from Tucker's squad is distracting him by asking about the sangheli.

And then of all things, there's another soilder bickering with Simmons. Just bickering.

Amd oh wow, Lani and Ben chose psychological warfare apparently because now Caboose is helping Lani barrel through his own team and get the flag.

Huh.

It's eight minutes in and Lani has arrived to Simmons, looking more or less unscathed while Caboose looks like he got dinged up.

"I'll take the flag now, Simmons." Lani says evenly.

Ouch. It still hurt everytime she calls him by nape instead of 'papa'.

"No way! You cheated!"

"No. I didn't. The flag, Simmons. I'd hate to kick your ass."

Simmons almost laughs. Because what kind of danger is an untrained teenage girl?

And then she lunges.

Simmons should have been prepared, but he is caught off gaurd as she sweeps his legs out from under him.

Ben shimmies up and grabs the flag before dashing off. He's laughing as he dodges and wrestles his way through.

Simmons goes to follow only to be thrown onto the floor over Lani's shoulder.

Well shit, apparently, the teenage girl is some danger.

And then Zach blows a whistle, "Future team wins!"

Ben is currently crowing his victory.

"Well shit." Tucker says. Realizing his son won and he's supposed to let the future teens fight now.

"How'd they do that?" Grif asks.

"I helped!" Caboose grins as he pulls off his helmet.

"The wrong team!" Simmons snaps.

"I asked him nicely dickheads!" Lani defends quickly.

"Miss Lani promises to paint my nails pretty colors."

Grif gives a low whistle, "Damn kid, bribery?"

"Fuck you," Lani laughs. And she dosen’t mean it at all.

"I can not believe you lost." Kimball frowns.

"I don't know why I'm surprised Caboose turned on us. They have a short cut to report his team kills." Tucker laments.

"We're just fucking awesome!" Lani grins, "Take that!"

Kimball has to wonder if the teens are that experienced or if the captains suck that much. Or if there's just a spark because the teens were against their parents and know them well.

"When is lunch time?" Caboose asks.

"After I check everyone." Zach says, "Injuries have to be treated Uncle Mikey."

"I am okay!" Caboose declares.

"Go sit down I'll check in a minute. The rest of you are free to leave unless you need to see me." Zach waves the soildeds off.

There's two soikders who see Zach, sprains or bruises that are particularly painful. Nothing bad.

Lani comes over, helmet off as she grins up at Zach. "We kicked their fucking asses!"

"Good job, you two." Zach smiles.

"Hell yeah!" Ben is beaming, slinging an arm over Lani's shoulders. "We're so bad ass, dude."

"How did you pull that off, kid?" Grif asks as he comes over.

"We know you guys. It's so fucking easy." She shrugs.

"Yeah, it's in the art of war. Know your enemy!"

"Have you read that book?" Zach asks.

"Shut up." Ben scoffs. This is answer enough, he has not read the book.

"Well... I don't like that you're going to fight in a war... but I'm proud of you, for kicking Simmons's ass." Grif pats his daughter's shoulder.

Lani smiles softer, "Thanks."

"Let's go get some lunch." Ben suggests.

Lani just grins, pulling her helmet off, "Lead the way, Benny boy."

Grif watches his daughter follow Ben away and wonders what led up to those kids. How did he have a kid with Simmons when they haven't been together. Grif has never told Simmons his feelings.

Why would he? The nerd can't handle a compliment, Grif can't imagine confessing.

Besides, Simmons probably dosen’t even like Grif.

No. Grif shouldn't be thinking about this. This isn't helping anyone or anything. He should just focus on how kick ass his daughter is.

Maybe ask about her full name.

Yeah, parent shit.

He isn't that bad with kids. He practically raised Kai. He didn't hate Junior.

"Grif." Tucker says, snapping his fingers in the man's face because this is the tenth attempt at getting his attention.

"What?"

"You've been staring at your food for a while, man. Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine. Just missing oreos." Grif says, trying to make sure the topic changes.

"Of course you do." Simmons scoffs.

-------

Donut is having a great day! He has his baby girl with him, and they're doing the laundry together.

Right now, they're just waiting for the cycles to end.

"So, what's your life like Vi?" He asks. Looking to his sweet baby, wondering how he got so lucky.

Violet smiles, "It's pretty awesome! I'm a senior in high school and my friend group is amazing! I'm the star pitcher on my team, too."

"Oooh, that's so exciting! What are your friends like? Do they like to get down and dirty?"

"Sometimes, you should see Cassie and Lani in mosh pits!"

"Oooh, that sounds fun!"

"It is! And then Aspen and Zach are always good to talk to. And then there's Ben, you'll love him."

"Ben?"

"Yeah, Ben. He's uh- my boyfriend."

Donut squeals excitedly, "That's so cool!"

"Yeah," Violet smiles shyly, "He's pretty great. He's in Jiu-jitsu, and he skateboards, and he's good to me. He comes to all my games."

"He sounds dreamy!"

"He's going to go to school for archeology next year."

"That's so cool he can get up close and personal with those big statues!"

"I know! And I'm going to start school next year too, I'm going to become a therapist."

"That's amazing, baby girl!"

"Thanks! I'm so excited to start school! We found a really nice three bedroom apartment we're all going to share!"

"That's amazing!"

"It is. I'm really looking forward to decorating it with my friends. A few of us have jobs lined up, too."

Donut squeals as he hugs her, absolutely thrilled to see how well she's doing. He's so proud of his baby. He's so glad to meet her.

Violet hugs right back, as energetic as her father. She's just glad she's with people she can trust.

As they talk and do laundry, they start to compare nail care techniques. They come to the end of it when a private comes to drag Vilet away for armor fitting.

Donut cries a little. His baby is all grown up. Not that he raised her just yet - but the principal!

-------

Tucker sits himself down beside Simmons, giving the man a look of consideration. Which is rude.

"What?" Simmons asks.

"Just thinking, dude. Chill."

"Whatever." Simmoms huffs.

Simmon's gaze lands on Lani, who's currently sitting on a table and laughs at whatever Ben had said.

"You're staring." Tucker informs.

"I'm mot! I'm just watching the boys around my daughter."

"Didn't you say she wasn't your daughter?"

"No! Well- I didn't- shut up."

"Just talk to her."

"She's mad at me!"

"She's fucking hurt, Simmons. Ben says she sobbed her fucking eyes out!"

"What?"

"Look, I don’t know what happened I wasn't there. But I've raised a kid, when they're hurt lots of people act mad. She's hurt."

"I didn't mean-"

"I know. Look, she's ypur kid. She's smart. She kicked our ass today. And yeah, she's got an attitude, but that dosen’t mean she isn't hurting."

"When did you get smart?"

"When I had an alien baby."

"Well... fair."

"If you won't talk to her, talk to Grif. He kinda raised his sister, and he's close with her."

"Yeah..."

Tucker just rolls his eyes and takes a sip of his water. His entire energy seems to give off the air of 'you're stupid' which is fun.

Grif comes over and plops down opposite Simmons. "How's it feel to get thrown around by a seventeen year old girl?"

"Shut up."

"Lani totally kicked ypur nerd ass!"

"So?"

"Dude, your daughter is a unit." Tucker snorts.

"Shut up." Simmons says sharper yet.

"Maybe she got her attitude from you." Grif rolls his eyes.

"She got your attitude." Simmons counters.

"Nah she's snippy."

"Get back here!" Lani yells as she chases Ben.

Ben is fast, and darts about to better evade.

Zach sits at the table that his friends just left looking rather tired.

Simmons watches, intrigued by what's happening.

Grif let's put a low whistle as he watches Lani vault over the next table and tackle Ben.

"Are we sure Lani isn't a freelancer kid? She's scary." Tucker glances to Grif and Simmons.

"She has my mom's athletics." Simmons mutters, "Holy shit."

"You never talk about your mom." Tucker blinks.

"Yeah... she uh- she's not around anymorr."

"Shit." Tucker says.

"Hello!" Caboose declares as he sits down. "Did you see me win at capture the enemy today?" Caboose beams.

"It was capture the flag and ypu turned on ypur team." Grif scoffs.

"Miss Lani asked me to help her! I said yes of course!"

"Oh my god." Tucker groans.

"You let her kick our asses." Grif accuses.

"No. I helped her win! She promised to paint my nails pretty colors."

"That's my girl." Grif smirks. "Bribery gets you everywhere."

"Don't encourage her!" Simmons chides.

"One of us should." Grif rolls his eyes.

"Grif."

"What? I'm just saying one of us should encourage her."

Simmons groans. He dosen’t need reminders that he's a shitty father.

"

-------

"It's been two days and I don't know where the fuck my kid is still." Grif snaps sharply as he plops down.

Sarge looks up from where he's trying to fix the busted time travel device. "Quit hollerin' I'm working on it."

"We have a problem. Several problems." Simmons says as he comes in, "Kai is missing. Also I was trying to remember what it was like when the kids were there and uh- well... they got kidnapped remember?"

"I think I blocked that put." Grif frowns, digging and finding nothing off the top of his head. And then- it all slams into his head.

He remembers.

Fuck!

-------

Felix and Locus meet at the usual spot, both have news the other will find useful.

"The Sim troopers have kids." Felix smirks, "and those are untrained kids."

Locus nods. "I know. We are going to use this."

"What do you know about rhem?"

"There are three with the Feds. Washington's kid seems the least aware of danger."

"Huh. Grif and Simmon's kid seems- more competent than expected. I think Cabooses nephew woukd be easy to nab."

"If we pull the right strings we can get them all." Locus contemplates.

"Like what?"

"Take one or two and have the rest come running." Locus says, sounding as though this should be totally obvious.

Felix thinks about this momentarily. Running numbers on which of the kids from Kimball's army would be easiest to grab.

Lani is loudmouth, and as far as Felix can tell she enjoys taking it easy and bickering.

Ben is nimble, dodging obstacles with ease. He seems alert.

Zach is- huge. And oddly strong, even without showing it off.

Lani seems easiest but Felix isn't holding his breath. The Sim troopers have been nothing but trouble.

"I think I'll take Cassie." Locus informs.

"I'll grab Lani."

"Good." Locus says.

"Meet up tomorrow with hostages?"

"Of course."

Felix is smirking, scenarios running in his mind. All he has to do is get the girl ti Locus and they'll switch hostages and then they'll be safe from other things.

How hard can it be to grab a kid that's never known war?

[kirby-secretcupidevent]

TIMELINE AND RULES

Timeline: Sign Ups: December 27th -January 7th Assigning partners: January 9th Check-in: January 17th Submitting: February 10th Posting: February 14th-15th

Rules:

Absolutely no disrespecting any and all ships gifted in the event. We want this to be a fun and welcome event for everyone to enjoy- everyone is entitled to their opinion but that doesn’t allow you to trash on a ship someone else enjoys!

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Ships can be romantic or platonic. It does not need to be all romantic, relationships can vary!

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Do not post WIPs (Works in Progress) of your gift, as well as contacting your giftee.

Light Angst/gore is ALLOWED [always double check your giftee’s blacklist about whether they would be comfortable with receiving these as a gift, however]

AI "art/writing" IS NOT ALLOWED.

Adult x Minor ships in a romantic light are NOT ALLOWED AT ALL. Yes, there are no canon ages for the characters, but many characters in the series are very much child-coded with their actions and behavior, and thus, any romantic ships with them in are banned from the event.

Characters counted as minors include but are not limited to: Kirby, Bandana Waddle Dee, Ribbon, Adeleine, Gooey, Prince Fluff, Shadow Kirby, and Elfilin.

[If confused about whether your character is considered a minor for this event, please get in touch with one of the moderators]

Some examples of some ships that come under this category and thus are BANNED include but are not limited to: Meta Knight x Kirby, King Dedede x Kirby, Magolor x Kirby, King Dedede x Bandana Waddle Dee, etc.

[If you include any romantic underage (Adult x Minor ) ships in your wish lists, you will be banned from the event. Aging up characters to ship them with adults is also not permitted and anyone trying to do so will be kicked from the event.]

Minor x Minor ships in a romantic light is ALLOWED. Kirby OC x Canon is ALLOWED. Kirby OC x Kirby OC is ALLOWED. Gijinka designs are ALLOWED. Crackships are ALLOWED.

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[swoodthis]

Starting Whumptober. I’m gonna regret this, aren’t I.

First chapter is actually the table of contents. The first fill is for Super Smash Bros with my human form Master Hand and Crazy Hand.

[ash-arts-a-thing]

Thank you so much for the SSB art of Olimar and Captain Falcon my brain decided to fixate on there (one sided friendship? I guess?) the language barrier thing is something iv thought about to. I would love to see more interactions between them may I request more art? please tell me some of your headcanons if you want to I'd love to hear them!

You have no idea how much I’d love to draw more for their weird dynamic. For starters I think the Pikmin would HATE Falcon, at least at first, they probably wouldn’t let them anywhere near Olimar. Like they would throw full on tantrums and attempt violence

Olimar wouldn’t be too fond of him either, but he’s also too nice to be mean so he’d probably still give him a chance at friendship, albeit hesitantly. It doesn’t help that Falcon doesn’t quit and he assumes that they’re already friends, but once they’re ACTUALLY friends the Pikmin probably wouldn’t leave him alone

As for the language barrier Olimar would be able to understand Falcon, but not the other way around. He would have probably studied everybodies native languages before he came and added them to a translator in his suit, so he could understand it, but not speak it or write it and the moment Falcon finds out he can actually understand what he’s saying he wouldn’t shut up

Falcon would get especially excited after he finds out Olimar is also a captain even if it’s just the captain for a freight company, few things can be as universal as saluting a captain 🫡

Also still trying to decide how Olimar would react to seeing Falcon without his helmet for the first time because that has potential in my goofy little brain

Anyway here’s something I managed to draw, hopefully I can do more sometime!

[rafent]

TOA Anniversary Monday

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: Soji

Pronouns: She/her

Birthday (no year): October 14th

Where are you from? What is your time zone? United States and EST timezone. I was born in California, I lived in Pennsylvania for 15 years, and now I'm living in—(it's a secret)

How long is your roleplay experience? 14 years, phew

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? Wolfquest Online

How were you introduced to TOA? The TOA blog spamming the Fire Emblem RP tags which I can't even blame because it works

Do you have any pets? Soji Man my lovely chinchilla. There's a Bichon Frise puppy in my household right now but I consider him more my mom's dog

What is your favorite time of year and why? Maybe Thanksgiving for the food. Autumn is the best

What is your IRL occupation? I'm a medical scribe in the meanwhile but I'll be going back to school. Occupation...soon to be student :littleantbitch:

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? Sleeping and also curating my pride and joy Fire Emblem shrine

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? FFXIV, Lethal Company, and Stardew Valley with friends when the mood strikes

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: My favorite Pokemon is Scizor and I like bug type Pokemon

Tell us some fun facts and trivia about yourself! 1) My favorite food is shaved ice with condensed milk. When I last went to Korea that's what I ate every day so I understand Rafal's sweet tooth 2) I have very strong, dexterous toes from years of picking up laundry and throwing it in the bin with my feet

How did you get into Fire Emblem? SSB Brawl and Marth (soft smile)

What Fire Emblem games have you played? FE1, FE3, FE7, FE9, FE11, FE12, Awakening, SOV, 3H, Engage

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: Awakening was my first game. My favorite games are Shadow Dragon, FE3, and Engage

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Marth, Rafal, Rath, Xane, Alear

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! Marf

Any Fire Emblem crushes? None

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays?

- Awakening: First was Stahl, then Chrom. I'd still S support Stahl now - Fates: Have not played, but Leo or Takumi - Three Houses: Dimitri was my first S support. I'd support Yuri now - Engage: Alfred at first. I would S support Rafal or Gregory now

Favorite Fire Emblem class? Manakete

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Archer or mage I feel it in my gut. Good skill, okay speed, and okay attack. Shitty defenses. I would be playable

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Blue lions

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons in archery and faith. Bane in axe. Potential budding talent in sword

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? Solm, my original bias nation in Engage

How do you pronounce TOA? Toe-uh

Current TOA muses: Rafal

Past TOA muses? Marth and Xane * blows them a kiss *

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Marth! I could see myself writing him again but not for a long, long time. He and I need a break

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? I joke about it all the time in DMs, but yeah...sighs..."The Little Brother"

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? Soft, girly girl type characters. I've written female muses before but I'm usually very picky. I like my women chaotic and cray cray

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like writing scenes with complicated emotions. Feelings are funky, this is true for reality, but I like putting that to words in roleplay as well. I think characters most come to life through these moments and it gives them a 'human' edge so to speak

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? I don't really have a wish list. I find value in every interaction that Rafal has because he's a bit of a blank slate. The perks of starting over as a new person and turning over a new leaf

Favorite TOA-related memories? The first month of joining when everything was fresh and new

Present or past tense? I can do either, it just depends on the muse for me, but I've definitely written in present tense more

Normal size text, small text, no preference? Small text! I think it looks nicer for myself. No preference for partners though

Got any potential muse delusions to share? Not right now. When I consider possible muses, I am very focused on their potential for longevity because I tend to be extremely loyal to what muses I DO have. Call me an oshi with how I give them 100%