#Why did I make the one kid look like Twilight Sparkle???

[deadghosy]

DUUUDE OMG as someone who had a HUGE creepypasta phase I'm obsessed with your hazbin hotel x creepypasta reader fics omggg

Anywaysss could I possibly request a Hazbin Hotel x Sally Williams reader? Completely platonic obviously :)

HAZBIN HOTEL X SALLY WILLIAMS! READER

prompt: a small child with a bloody body accidentally visits the hotel of a cartoon she only saw once

“BENNN! I wanna be in a cartoon..” you says whining to Ben as you grip your teddy bear. Ben rubs his chin thinking then smirks. “What kinda cartoon?” “One with friendship! Like My little pony.” You said with an adorable smile. “What about a better cartoon…” Ben said with a evil smile

And now you are now in the cartoon called Hazbin hotel as you just stood there sobbing at not seeing ponies. Where’s fluttershy? Where rarity? AND WHERE THE HELL IS TWILIGHT SPARKLE.

You must have caused a bad scene as Alastor had took your hand and brought you to the hotel for shelter. You told the “nice” man your friend made you come here making Alastor think you got killed by someone. But what’s a child like you doing here?…..

When the whole crew met you, they found you adorable but they were concerned on why a child, most likely a “human” child like you is in hell.

You have a room next to the next lesbian couple. After they cleaned you and having you wear shoes..which didn’t go well so they let you wear a new pair of white socks as you wore a cute pink dress.

Vaggie felt something about you was off. But she felt like heaven had not let you in. So she didn’t press any farther.

Angel gives you fat nuggets because he trusts you to look after him as he works. He never told you what he does for work but you enjoy keeping fat nuggets some company.

You dressed fat nuggets up as a pig princess. Angel found it cute and funny as he took a photo of it to remember the memory forever.

The most to baby you is definitely the Morningstars and Alastor a little bit. As Alastor felt to protect when he first seen you. He always tells you to smile at most to not let anyone see what’s underneath.

Alastor takes you on strolls at times. Even taking you to cannibal town where you can meet his dearest friend. Rosie, an overlord who takes on the cannibal town.

Rosie absolutely adores you! She called you sweetie pie all the time you visit her with Alastor.

I imagine you gave husk ponytails as he just grumbled drinking. He didn’t feel the need to scold you, you’re just a kid. Kids don’t know no better.

You and husk’s dynamic is “drunk uncle x pretty pink princess kid”

Husk hates to admit it but he likes your presence as you help him clean. Although he tries to tricks you to not clean the glasses so you won’t cut yourself.

Lucifer definitely tries to take care of you how he did for Charlie and it’s so wholesome as he would bring you ducks to your room that across of his.

He is such a overprotective father figure-

Angel and you have such cute fashion shows together as you both dress up like princesses💗

I headcannon that Charlie and Lucifer would spoil you rotten like getting you cute dresses or whatever you want as long as you are happy.

I can see that if it was your birthday, it’s as if Christmas and a birthday was combined as you get so much gifts😭

Niffty definitely teaches you how to clean as she always wanted to teach someone how to clean without ignoring her.

I can imagine you trying to contact Ben somehow as Ben is being interrogated back at the mansion as slenderman is chasing Ben with a pan demanding where you are at.

Sir Pentious lets you In on his machine shenanigans as you just smile with the egg boiz who hold your hands.

You showed your teddy bear to Lucifer who cooed at you as he made you a duck that had bear ears..you were weirded out at first but appreciated it. It was nice to get gifts! 💗

I headcannon you like greeting the residents in the hotel as they greet you back not excepting to se an actual human child in the hotel

I can see Angel dust having Velvette make cutesy outfits for you as he likes to see you as a little sister.

I can imagine you just doing that evil ass child laugh to scare the residents…you little ass menace

[lemonjestercoffee]

horses! horses! horses! horses!

i redesigned them! with my own hcs and species design quirks. also woe, height chart be upon ye

some notes for everypony:

Twilight Sparkle- i like gold on her design but not the absurd amounts everyone else gives her for some reason, so i made it an accent color. yes her magic is gold now too because of her eyes. her hair was also inspired by Mikan Tsumiki's cause i thought a more orderly version of her choppy mess would look good on Twilight, i was right. also glasses go brr, i think she looks cute in 'em

Apple Jack- while i love the long fetlocks people give her, i can't see her actually doing that because they'd be a pain to keep clean, so i did the opposite and had her shave her feathering off. i also put her hair up to keep it off her neck so she doesn't overheat while working. her cutiemark is my favorite part cause it's that family symbol where two adults and a kid make a heart, but i made it an apple instead, does a better job at showing her emphasis on family ties. no hat cause i like the idea of her hat being from her dad, and she doesn't want to mess it up wearing it daily so she wears it exclusively to special events

Rainbow Dash- i decided to make her less of a living lightening bolt and leaned more into her lazy side, going for the type of butch lesbian look that makes her feel like she wears tank tops and hangs out in the basement getting drunk and listening to rock. i wanted her to look like the only part of her she actually puts effort into maintaining is her wings

Fluttershy- i take great enjoyment in making Flutters a fucking lumbering giant compared to his friends (yes my Flutters is a guy), taking fluttertree and running with it. no notes aside from tall and green patterns and long hair and ooo pretty bronze jewelry. ig also his cutie mark is like- it was suppose to just be a paw and a butterfly but i accidentally made a parasprite with it, and instead of fixing it i just rolled with it and made it look more intentional

Pinkie Pie- THIS HORSE GAVE ME SO MUCH TROUBLE!! every part of my body was like "give her patterns! add things to her hair! it makes sense for her!!" but everything i did looked wrong and i couldn't get it to work. so i bit the bullet and made her really plain... and it worked. i don't know why but she just.... looks so much better with a really simple design, the hair texture does all the heavy lifting really

Rarity- of everyone, she's the one who'd have the long pretty fetlocks, and i decided to double down on that by not only making them so long you can't see her hooves, but also by making her have the longest and softest coat in general. she has the time and dedication to take care of such a high maintenance coat and she's gonna do it. it's even more impressive when you realize ponyville uses exclusively dirt roads. aside from that i think she deserves nice jewelry, and they use leather straps cause i think leather would be a ponyville fashion staple, she shows her hometown pride in her fashion

Spike- i thought it was weird he was so small the whole run, he should have had a growth spurt at some point imo, so i made him a bit bigger and more proportional to the older teen dragons, this is less of a redesign and more of a "make him actually grow up" thing, he's still small but not toddler small. this is the point where Twilight starts complaining about him sitting on her back cause he's getting too heavy. i also don't like how adult Spike ended up looking, but i haven't made a redesign of him yet

i have made an older alicorn Twilight design that i've been referring to as Ethereal Twilight, but i might hold off on sharing that for a while cause i have some funky hc lore ideas for the alicorns that i wanna refine a little before posting her. maybe i'll have older Spike drawn by then too, who knows

[bobbybutterfly]

I’m back ya’ll with more art! I had all the characters designed for a while but didn’t get around to posting them. Now I’m going through sort of an art block. I’ve got lots of ideas for stuff but everything I draw is crap. So I thought I should catch up on my other stuff. Like talking about this squirrel design for Apple Jack. Now isn’t she cute!

I really like the colours on the powered up ponies. Though I did give her a different shade of pink I thought suited her better. I also gave her a bolo because southern. These uniforms aren’t supposed to be realistic. More like something they would wear in promo images. Lastly look at the little band I put in her tail. I should do something like that with other squirrels.

I made her a squirrel because they’re farmers and Apple Jack’s personality is farm. Nah. I don’t approve Apple Jack hate. I didn’t think of her all that much, when I watched MLP as a kid. Now as an adult (it feels so weird writing that) I find her relationship with her family quite interesting. She always puts herself last. Probably because she was parentified, by having to take care of Apple Bloom and the farm. One of these days I got to write an Apple Jack / Rainbow Dash fanfic. I think she contrasts well with Rainbow Dash’s selfishness.

In the Squirrel and Hedgehog universe she would be raised very patriotic. She would often be the voice of reason. Though she would butt heads with Pinkie Pie over leaving her family and Fluttershy for not wanting to serve her country.

I don’t know why my ramble about the first character is always so long. Anyways. One of my best designs, Rarity! Originally I wanted to make her a mouse and reserve the weasels for the alicorns. But come on. Rarity deserved all the glam only reserved for high ranking military officers.

She was born into a royal family. Given a high ranking position in military since birth. Rainbow Dash had to earn her high rank through blood sweat and tears. With both of them having quite strong personalities they would of course hate each other. Rarity likes being in the military and bossing animals around. Though she can be a bit too much sometimes, she has a soft spot for mice. She doesn’t see them as her equals, but treats them better than many weasels.

Lastly Twilling Sparkle! My best design. It’s the bangs and eyes. I specially didn’t put any highlights in them. The idea for her came from my IRL friend. She told me Twilight Sparkle should be a lab rat. Technically she’s a lab mouse but the joke still works! Once I get over this drawing problem I might do the honorary seventh members. Sunset Shimmer (probably a fox) and Starlight Glimmer (definitely a hedgehog).

Until now I haven’t thought of how Twilight became a scientist. She probably started as a regular soldier. Then one day they needed a lab assistant. She would prove to be quite good so the scientist decided to teach her the ways.

Now I guess I should mention my idea for this MLP Squirrel and Hedgehog fanfic. Basically the mane six would crash on a deserted island. They would have to throw away all their prejudices to survive. Proving friendship is magic. I should do some research how war prisoners are transported. And some research on military ranks too. I’m not sure who is captured. I thought it would be the weasel side considering there’s a scientist amongst them. But on the other paw how would a group of ordinary soldiers manage to catch such high ranking animals?

If you got any ideas for this story, please write to me.

[memow-kris]

sigh how do you write lore like,, i want my little guys to smooch n stuff but !! why do they smooch !! how did they get to a point where theyre smoochin !!

all i have for caine rn is just like childhood stuff but its not even really all thought out tbh,,

warning for bad writing probably because idk how to write seriously

the first idea i ever really had for caine was that he had two mommas one was pop and the other was rock and they were soooo in love or something but it was like wayy before pop trolls knew anything about the other genres,, i dont really know much about them i do have a design for them but theyre not really finished…

(probably gonna remove the star thing from pop mom causee reasons later on in lore,,these are kinda really old so i dunnoooo)

they eventually had an egg but they were SUPER young like,, 18-19 so they didnt really think they were ready for a kid yet so uhhh

‼️🔥TROLL ORPHANAGE 🔥‼️

and then pop mom runs off with rock mom or something blah blah and caines left in the orphanage. he spends about three months in there but then gets adopted by TWO OTHER MOMS and oh wowee he has a lil sister now :]] !! her names ebby and shes soo silly and little.

and his new parents’ names are eva and atmos theyre losers ones an astronomy nerd and the other is an instrument nerd

(im taking this personality stuff from a chart thing my epic partner made while we were discussing lore go follow them noww theyre soooo cool

atmos is an introverted lil hermit who studies stars and astrology stuff ohh shes so cute <33 but also has anger issues unfortunately,, my partner used twilight sparkle as a comparison to her HEHA becauseee shes a lil nerrrd <333

eva is not as much as an introvert but still prefers not talking to people. shes quiet and doesnt like big crowded areas,, oh !! and she makes instruments !! which is kind of a reason shes not fully an introvert since she has to actually talk to people sometimes for her job 😭 very much a workaholic, but also just a chill troll to be around..

look at this awesome art !! wow !! my awesome swag partner made it !!! go follow them now !!!!

fast forwarding a lil to when caine is around 6 and his parents are debating whether or not to send their kids to public school,, because they prefer homeschooling BUT also they knew that mayybe their kids should be getting social interaction from other trolls..so they sent caine first as like a test drive for whether or not public school would be good before sending lil ebby😭

guhh i dont remember that much but once they see that caine doesnt hate it they decide ebby can go too,,

and everyone LOVES ebby shes so very nice and sweet and caines just also kinda there i guess HEHA but he doesnt really mind tbh

uhh poppy tries to be friends with caine obviously cause its poppy

MY MEMORY IS BECOMING FOGGY HERE I DONT REMEMBER EVERYTHING OKAY but uhhh creek doesnt really like caine for SOME reason i think it was because caine didnt really have any interest in being friends with him or something and hes like GUH,,BUT EVERYONE LIKES ME >:(( WHY DONT YOU WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH ME >:(((

so hes just kinda annoyed at him now 😭😭

this doesnt really have anything to do with the lore but !! look !! itty bitty caine !! isnt he a cutie patootie !!!

skipping to age 8 theres a lil TALENT SHOW WOOAH !!!!! this part is basically just to show caines interest in guitars and stuff (like fixing them ig)

poppy was gonna play ukulele for the talent show but !! oh no !!! her ukulele coincidentally breaks right before the show !!! i think !!! i dont remember okay + its 2:32 am

poppys all sad but then she runs to caine basically begging him to fix it for her pretty pretty please because hes literally the only one she knows who can fix this stuff

caine does because hes just suchh a lil sweetheart and all the other lil kiddies are like ooouuh :0 and in the process he ends up winning the talent show because !! wow he fixed it guys !! and it was also so nice of him wow !!!

but unfortunatelyyy creek didnt get to do his lil talent thingy so this begins the life-long one-sided feud with caine,, creek will be a petty little brat to caine for the next few years

tiny little things that happened through his life->

- kinda going back in time but when he was little atmos would take him to go stargaze and let him look through her telescope while she ranted about zodiacs or star signs or smthn,, she kinda stopped doing that though once ebby was old enough for atmos to take her with her instead :(((

- arounddd age 10 probably he actually learns how to PLAY guitar from his mom eva instead of just fixing them. shed also let caine watch her work on instruments as long as he had his lil safety welding helmet ^^

- age 16 wowee !! eva makes him his own guitar aww <33 hes sooo in love with it !! id show you but i havent drawn it !! but i swear its cool !! promise !!!

so hes 18 now and he moves out of troll village into the forest so he could “find himself” or some corny stuff idk man ITS 3 AM OH MY GOD

sometimes he visits pop village but rarely,, like maybeee 2-3 times a year ??

SIX WHOLE YEARS LATER he gets an invite from poppy at his door (which he often gets since poppy somehow found out where he lived and regularly sends a bug to deliver invites to him..) and hes lke “yk what its been a while ig i could go visit them” and so he makes his way back to pop village only OH MY GOD !! BERGEN ATTACK NOO !!! the ONE TIME he decides to visit them and he gets kidnapped by chef,, oh noes,,

some beautiful illustrations from my wife !! wowza !!! go follow them right now !!!!

but yea just trolls 1 with caine. basicallyyy…

after that whole thang poppys like “caine im soso sorry about all this <:[“ but caines like “dont apologize you literally didnt do anything ??”

ummm blah blah blah he becomes buddies with branch at some point after trolls 1

and thats all i have okay no creek caine yaoi yet causeee im not sure how itd work yet but..it will work…eventually…squints

sorry this was so shit to read 🙏

[melodymelancholyart]

We’ve reached 100 followers, and of course here’s your reward lol

The Smosh Pony Celebration Post!🎉

I’m going to supply the Smosh pony art I made in middle school , more art of the “Smosh in Equin” mock au, and Smosh pony designs based on Ian and Anthony’s current appearances! My two hyper fixations merged into an abomination of god!💕 This post is a long one so I hope you all enjoy!

I’ve noticed that some of you guys aren’t familiar with Mlp lore I don’t blame you I’ll supply some terminology and definitions so we’re all on the same page. I’ll be focusing on the lore of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic which I’ll be shortening to MLPFIM for simplicity sake. I’ll only go over really basic lore so you don’t need to watch the show to understand this post.

Cutie Mark - that weird symbol on a pony’s ass. They signify that pony’s ‘special talent’ or a symbol that represents their identity. These special talents are usually an activity that comes natural to its owners. Some can get rather abstract in meaning and design while others might be obvious. For example, a pony good at drawing might have a pencil and paper as a cutie mark. This gets very existential the more you think about it

Equestria - the central setting of MLPFIM ruled by two princesses. It’s home to ponies, dragons, and a multitude of fantasy creatures.

Pony - Ponies exist as three main types; Earth Ponies (normal horse), Pegasus (horse with wings), and Unicorns (wizard horse).

Pegasus (lore) - Pegasi can fly and move/stand on clouds. They usually work in controlling the weather. The weather is weirdly manual in the MLPFIM universe I’m not getting into it

Unicorns - Horses with a horn that allow them to use magic! Mostly telekinesis unless the pony is has raw magical talent (ie. Twilight Sparkle).

Earth Ponies - Normal horses but agricultural makes bank so they aren’t complaining.

Alicorns - All three horse types in one er a Pegasus with a horn.

(Made in 2012)

I originally made a cringey Smosh pony ‘series’ in middle school. All your favorite characters are here! Looking back, this entire concept was just really self indulgent. I shipped myself with Anthony (gurl wtf you’re 12??? Of course she’s an alicorn too lol) and some of these characters. As embarrassing as this is, I remember getting my friends involved, and we all would bounce ideas off each other about plot and lore. Just a bunch of preteen artists meshing what they love in one big project.

That being said if my preteen horse sona did meet Ian and Anthony it would probably be like this:

Cynicism aside I decided to draw the old designs of Ian and Anthony for old times sake.

I have no clue why they’re wearing hoodies like an eddsworld character or why Anthony has the Smosh symbol as a cutie mark but Ian doesn’t.

Fast forward to fuckin last year I got the idea for the April Fools Smosh horse thing and my brain just ran with it. This entire 'au' is one big satire of my middle school concept.

Terms like ‘cutie mark’ and ‘Equestria’ are replaced with ‘soul brand’ and ‘Equin’ since it doesn’t actually take place in the MLP universe.

Minor spoilers: Sketch ver. Ian and Anthony fuckin die and are reincarnated as horses forgetting their past lives. They grew up and live as social outcasts unable to use magic/fly properly because they literally don’t belong there and the universe is actively rejecting them. They fight forces that look like biblically accurate angels because they’re celestial bodies trying to remove them from the universe (Ian and Anthony are only fighting them because they think the big wheels with eyes are keeping them there but it’s actually something else).

With that being said, art time!

That got me thinking about what Ian and Anthony would look like if they were in the mlp universe. Of course my brain took this concept and ran with it. I’d like to share what I came up with!

Stellar Prism (Anthony) and Golden Horizon (Ian)

• They got their cutie marks together at the same time as kids.

• Gold’s talent is radiating sun energy that makes everyone in a 10ft radius happy. He literally glows when he’s happy.

• Prism can focus on someone’s talent and magnify the magic energy from them. I used Anthony’s quote of being a magnifying glass as a jumping off point.

• They preform comedy shows together akin to a manzai routine where Prism is the straight man and Gold is the funny man. They’d travel Equestria preforming together.

• Just like real life, Prism split from Gold because he felt like he didn’t know who he was without Gold. His talent is showing other people’s potential but he wanted to discover his own. While split, Prism studied more “unpopular” forms of magic to rediscover himself. He basically went through the abyss but came out on the other side self content. His ‘tattoos’ are side effects from these magic experiments.

• During the split, Gold met other aspiring comedians (other Smosh members) and they all formed into a comedy troupe.

• When Gold reunited with Prism, he was so happy that he accidentally flashbanged Prism.

• Prism calls Gold “Duck” because he looks like a rubber duck.

• Gold is a pretty fast flyer. He can out-fly most members of the troupe.

That's all from me! Thank you guys again for 100 followers! I've never really used Tumblr and I'm very late to the game. I'm still thankful for all the support I received! <3

Don't come cryin to me if this post got you to draw horses lol

[joltai-showa]

okay, so I've been rereading chapters about kid Obito's stay at his insane grandpa's cave of nihilism and misery (this is totally unrelated to the fic I'm writing and in fact exactly how normal people spend their evening, trust me wink wink) and have finally found what I was looking for for what feels like years at this pont: the actual line dividing Obito's body into normal part and artificial part

(don't worry he's fine. don't mind the fact that his right foot appears to yet to be fully regrown. jesus christ.)

anyway it does confirm a few assumptions of mine and yes to those concerned Obito's balls did in fact survive the unexpected date with the boulder, the stitch line is way off his middle part, in particular that Obito's right foot SHOULD be artificial. You know what does that mean in turn? This foot should be white as fuck and look completely different to his left one.

Now here I have a few pressing questions to Kishimoto. I get it, having a foot fetish is hard, keeping it under control is even harder, but WHY THE FUCK is Obito wearing FUCKING SANDALS since the moment he appeared as Tobi?

(yeah, the pic is kinda awkward, but it's the same weird long-white-socks-under-the-sandal thing that everyone in Akatsuki is wearing. Kakuzu is probably having an aneurism every time they get their laundry bills. seriously people why are you doing murder terrorism and travelling in white socks under your shoes. just why.)

Obito, darling, our smartest mastermind and method actor, why are you showing off your discolored feet like that? I know that people in Naruto universe are pretty stupid at times, and your coworkers/subordinates have seen a lot in their lives and generally look weird enough themselves, but anyone, and I mean ANYONE has to spend like three seconds looking down to see that something's very wrong with your body. Why are you doing this?? Is it a requirement for Akatsuki members to wear these sandals?? Does the gang do the vibe check and checks if everyone on the team painted their nails?? Did Deidara and co bully you for not doing your pedicure and now you have to constantly show off your feet in shame??? What is going on with you????

(and to anyone curious yes, in my BSSM au I make a point to mention that Obito is, in fact, wearing actual boots. several times. because whenever I see him in canon prancing around with his feet naked and I'm just sitting with sad Pepe the frog face and thinking "oh my fucking god they've got a completly different skin tone, like one's normal and the other one is three seconds away from starting to sparkle like in twilight, Kishi for god's sake give your main villain some boots")

[nightghoul381]

Dead or Love ~ Ellis Twilight

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

When we step into the church, we found--.

Ellis: “Ah…”

Orphanage staff: “Everyone, please take turns to receive a present from Santa Claus.”

The Kids: “Yes!”

Santa Claus: “A gift for a good child. Here you are.”

A person who appeared to be one of the orphanage staff wearing red clothes was handing out presents to the children.

The children’s eyes sparkle as they stare at Santa Claus.

Ellis: “You’ve met the real Santa Claus.”

Kate: “…fufu, right.”

Ellis and I sat on a bench in the church and looked at the scene.

The image of Santa Claus handing out present without asking for anything in return,

There are similarities with Ellis.

(Being kind to others without asking for anything in return. That’s a really nice thing.)

I remember hearing somewhere that true love is when you don’t expect anything in return.

(But… is that true?)

I turned my attention to the time bomb that was still attached to Ellis’ leg.

I felt a rush of regret at myself for not noticing this.

(Santa Claus handing out presents with a smile.)

(…even though he might actually be suffering?) 5304

I don’t want to be a person who only receives kindness without returning it.

The more I think about Ellis, the more I care about him.

Kate: “Ellis, you said you wanted to be my Santa Claus, but…”

Kate: “For me, you’re like Santa Claus every day.”

Ellis: “That’s…why?”

Kate: “You make me so happy, but you don’t ask for anything in return, do you?”

In response to my question, Ellis had a troubled complicated expression on his face.

Kate: “I think that sort of kindness and love is very wonderful and precious.”

Kate: “I’ve been spoiled a lot because of that, and…”

Ellis: “I think you should be more selfish.”

Kate: “See, spoiled again.”

Ellis: “Fufu…”

(But)

Kate: “That’s why…I really wish I could see something other than that.”

Ellis: “So, not me?”

Kate: “Yes… and no, Ellis, please.”

Ellis’s eyes widen for just a moment.

It’s as if he remembers all the words I’ve told him.

“Let’s be happy together.”

“I want you to be happy too, Ellis.”

I wonder how long those words have stayed with Ellis.

Ellis: “You…”

Ellis: “Would you be happier if I were selfish?”

There is a darkness in the smile in front of me—I realized an invisible line had been drawn.

(Ellis’ words just now are meant to hide something.)

(I’m sure you understand that I don’t want you to be selfish ‘for me’)

What I’m looking for and what Ellis is trying to offer me is close, yet very far away.

A tinge of loneliness crosses my mind for just a moment.

(It doesn’t have to be right away.)

(I can’t help it if I don’t understand it for the rest of my life.)

(But, I want to be there to listen to Ellis when he needs it.)

I nodded with that feeling in mind.

Kate: “Yes…”

Jude: “Why aren’t you dead yet.”

Kate: “Jude!”

Ellis: “Oh, Jude.”

Kate: “So, did you find out how to defuse the bomb?"

Jude: “You’re so loud. If it doesn’t explode on its own, your voice will set it off.”

Jude looks annoyed and flutters a piece of paper.

That’s—a way to defuse the bomb.

I was relieved to find out how to defuse the bomb.

(Ah, I…)

(I was more scared of losing Ellis than I thought…)

(I’ve been scared for a long time.)

Ellis’ bomb was defused and we went outside feeling relieved.

Then, even colder air caressed my cheeks--.

Kate / Ellis : “Ah…”

(Snow…)

Ellis: “It’s like an overdone scenario that it’s snowing at a time like this.”

Kate: “…isn’t it?”

Ellis: “Um, where are you going Jude?”

Jude: “You know it’s work. I can’t believe how much time I wasted just wiping your ass.”

Ellis: “Yeah, sorry.”

Ellis: “Also, thank you for helping me, Jude.”

Jude: “Ha. I forgot how thick you are. I don’t need your gratitude.”

Jude: “You’d better keep your promise instead of paying for it.”

Kate: “Promise…?”

(What if he said something like ‘sell me your organs’!...)

Ellis: “I made a deal. In exchange for Jude helping me, I’d pay him back with my body.”

Kate: “B-body!?”

Ellis: “Yeah, I’ve lost my vacation time for a while.” 5378

Kate: “Oh, that… you mean labor…”

Jude: “Give me your organs, what a pitiful thing to think.”

(Uh... It must be obvious.)

Ellis: “It’s more profitable to have healthy people working.”

Jude: “If you understand, then hurry up and get to work.”

--Crown Castle—Kate’s room—

When we returned to the castle, Jude immediately took Ellis away.

(As usual, he’s still the devil…)

When I took off my jacket, my eyes fell on the present box I had left on the desk.

It’s a Christmas present to Ellis from me.

(Ellis said I’m ‘not allowed’ to return the favor…)

(But, I also want to be Ellis’ Santa Claus)

There’s only a little time left before Christmas is over.

I grabbed the present box and headed toward Ellis.

When I give you this present, I imagine how much you’ll laugh with all your heart.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

[ask-the-barkerverse]

Some of you are probably thinking that I'm absolutely insane right now, but I decided to incorporate G5 into my MLP Next Gen AU by making Opaline Twilight Sparkle and Tempest Shadow's daughter as opposed to her being a pony who knew Celestia and Luna when they were fillies. I decided to do this because A) the whole "ancient villain who knew Celestia and Luna over 1000 years ago" thing has already been done B) it gives her more personal beef with Twilight C) It's MY AU and I can do whatever I want and D) Opaline just looks like she could pass as a TwiTempest foal IMO. I also gave her a slight redesign by tweaking her mane and removing those weird braids around her ears because they were too difficult for me to draw. Anyway, time for a backstory!

So in my AU, Opaline was originally named Evening Shade and is Twilight and Tempest's daughter, being Twilight's first foal but Tempests's second as she has a son from a past relationship with the Storm King. Having been born an alicorn instead of becoming one like Twilight, Evening ends up viewing herself as better than her piers. She later got a younger sister named Libra, and while she initially loved her baby sister, she began to grow jealous of her as the years went by as she seemed to get more attention from her mothers when she still hadn't found her cutie mark when other foals her age already had one. While her parents loved all their kids equally, Evening still began to feel that her parents loved her less. After all, they were spending more time with her, by why? SHE was the one who was born an alicorn, not her! Why should Libra be getting more attention when SHE was clearly better than her! After leaving home following an argument with her parents, Evening ends up meeting a scarred alicorn named Caelum (OC brother of Celestia and Luna who I have yet to redesign), who convinces her that she IS better than all of them, and that he can teach her how to be a truly powerful pony.

In secret, Evening trains with Caelum, learning how to hone her magic skills and gradually becoming stronger. In reality, Caelum was training her for when he would one day get revenge on his sisters for leaving him for dead over 1000 years ago, but at some point Evening -now going by the name "Opaline"- catches on to what he was doing and turns on him, using the skills she learned to drain him of his magic and, as she later finds out, his immortality, resulting in his demise. Now more powerful than ever, Opaline returns home and begins to wreak havoc on Ponyville, wanting to show those who ignored her how powerful she was. A battle between her and Twilight breaks out as a result, but Twilight can't bring herself to fire at her own daughter and is struck down from the sky, but Opaline's younger sister Libra manages to defeat her by striking her down with a burst of magic, resulting in her getting her cutie mark. As a result of all the damage she caused, Opaline is banished to the outskirts of Equestria as she was now considered too dangerous to others. Opaline forever hates her mother for this, but Twilight is heartbroken over having to banish her own daughter, and Libra feels some guilt over gaining her cutie mark from defeating her.

Life in Equestria goes on as normal after that, but after Twilight's death from old age over a century later (while Twilight doesn't ascend to Celestia's godlike status in the Barkerverse, being an alicorn DID cause her to live a significantly longer life than most ponies), the magic shield keeping Opaline outside of Equestra finally faded and allowed her back in. Still angry over what had happened, Opaline secretly causes disharmony between the three races of ponies, turning them against each other which eventually results in an all-our war breaking out. Equestria's current ruler Violet Vigil tried to put a stop to all the fighting, but this unfortunately results in her death. In a last ditch effort to stop all the bloodshed, her half-siblings Mystic and High Noon used their draconequus powers to gather all the world's magic and place it into three crystals (i.e. the Unity Crystals), which were then given to the three tribes of ponies. By then the damage had been done as trust between earth ponies, pegasi and unicorns were lost, resulting in the three races becoming divided and going their separate ways.

Then, the events of G5 play out more or less the same: Opaline kidnapping Misty as a filly to use her as a spy, Harmony being restored in the New Generation movie, Opaline trying to steal dragon fire to become a fire alicorn and her ultimately being defeated for good.

[chuuyascumsock]

HI SNOOKUMS IM BACK NOW !!!!!

AND thank youuuuu we could def be twilight sparkle and sunset shimmer now 😋😋

LMAOi found my cousin saying it funny 'cause hes like a toddler

and omg youd throw pinecones at my uncle 🥺 why do you keep making me fall hopelessly and impossibly more :'(

BUT YES- AH milksnakes are so cute !! i also really like hognoses, their faces are so silly and some of them are so friendly but ig it depends on socialising them and stuff. but milksnakes are soo pretty too!! NO I FUCKING GET YOU ON THE SPIDER THING- jumping spiders are so sweet but all of the others can go fuck themselves- im fucking terrified T-T like ill look at them through a screen but if one is in person near me i will jump three feet into the air and need to cling to someone like scooby and shaggy 💔

AND OMG CONGRATS ON GETTIGN THE JOB ❤️❤️ Breadwinning girlboss gf is you def 😘😘😋 and i will fight your dad !! dont cry snookie

IM HOME POOKIE DW ILL HUG OUR 37 KIDS 🥰🥰

And im so glad to hear that you're doing better in general and that you feel you've improved as a person !! and im glad you're able to also spend more time w people who make you happy and who are there for you !! so proud 💐

im finally back from my trip which is nice and ive just finished unpacking and dealing w the jetlagg !! it feels good to be home but im so unbelievably bored :(( ive been lurking on tumblr more even though i havent done anything- but everything seems okay now!

im back to terrorise you and the others 🥰😘

sorry for the ramble T-T

Heyyyy Pookie, so glad you’re back. Missed you bunches 🫶❤️

Love the rambles, don’t apologize. I’ve been bored too (and admittedly slacking on fics…) I say try to find things you like to do or try something new to pass time until you’re out of your little burnout. I made a bestie tie blanket with Libby today based on our aesthetics we like and it did give me some inspiration ideas for like drawing and stuff (I can’t wait to make a slasher sona for Halloween). And the blanket turned out so cute.

She picked the skulls/spiders while I picked the butterflies/flowers :]

Our backs do hurt a fuck ton though so beware of arthritis and back problems lol.

[silvertws]

I may have watched all of the Descendants movies in one day.......

I'm ok guys, this is a sane thing to do.

Why Descendants if you may ask?

Because yes, songs are ok, Queen of mean is my entire gacha phase so I will of course watch it's origins ^^

Like, I could rant about them but like. You know.

I already forgot everyone's names.

Also wait wtf happened in the fourth movie??????? Where did our beloved golden retriever boy go??? Did he fucking die??? Are you kidding??? HOW WHY WHO DARED.

He was hands down the best character, I don't want to believe anything bad happened to him. No he's fine. I probably just misunderstood something... Right??? RIGHT????

I need to stop watching like, multiple movies from the same universe or an entire series in one day because like, emotions be emotioning.

Like, other than the fact that I taking down the barrier is literally the stupidest thing ever, because like, fine, you want to give the people who actually didn't do shit to have a chance to be normal.

BUT LIKE, YOU MEAN TO TELL ME, YOU'RE JUST- LIKE- WHAT IN THE EVERLASTING POWER OF FRIENDSHIP IS THIS?

I'm getting so worked up over some teens dancing and singing istg (nah jk, I love them they were great :3).

BUT LIKE BE FR.

Well, Twilight Sparkle would be proud ig.

Also like, so, all the Disney villains and heroes are there right? Something like that?

Also like.

WHY DID THEY MAKE THE DAUGHTER OF MULAN SO FUCKING PLAIN.

Nah like I'm sorry girl, I love you, but that energy in the second movie was not nearly enough screentime for you.

Like, she's the daughter of the most badass woman ever and the most badass man ever, there could literally be a whole movie about her maybe wanting to, unlike her mom, being more feminine and doing girly things because there's no war and so there's no need to train or some bullshit.

They could have gone the opposite way where the daughter is just as skilled as her mother (which has been shown to some degree but come on) and wanted to be just like her, maybe going through an arc where she was afraid of not meeting the expectations (not from her parents they would never) and instead making her own path, oh but we can't do that, why? WHY? IT COULD HAVE BEEN ADDED TO THE FIRST MOVIE, INSTEAD OF HER JUST WANTING NEW HAIR??? LIKE SHE COULD HAVE BEEN AN ACTUAL HELPFUL CHARACTER and a good middle ground???? Smh.

Ok, I mayyyyyyyy be looking too much into this my bad guys, I didn't want to turn this into a ramble but I guess here we are.

Also like if the guy with the dog died or went missing... What happened to the dog? His gf???? Was she with him??? Were they both???? Like, istg if they don't delve into this in the next movie imma go YEET something.

But to me it looks like the next movie will probably be about Uma's aunt cuz, time travel, she's angry comes for revenge and yada yada yada.

That whole charade we definitely haven't seen before in like... 4 movies...

But hey, the last movie I can say from a special effect point of view, and overall quality definitely showed a lot of improvements from the other 3.

Also, 3rd movie, girly was so justified in her villain arc, like I'm sorry, but one, Queen of mean slays, second of all, Mal literally ruined everything she had ever worked for, everything she had ever known now didn't matter. All the things she prepared for, all the times she had to be perfect, and she was! Before Mal arrived and by the way, stole the prince by giving him basically a love potion, which was like, "ok it wore off so it didn't matter" because at the end of the day he loved Mal right? WRONG, Mal, I love you, but you should have just gotten with your best friend tbh (even tho I do love the combination of nerd × creative couple, they are actually probably the couple I enjoy the most) like I'm sorry, I'm just saying. So like, I'm not saying I condone her actions, but I do understand why and what led to that whole thing. That could have been avoided if Mal also just simply, I don't know, bothered to say sorry? To check on the person whom she stole the boyfriend from? Again, Mal, love you so much, but this whole thing was just a big no for me.

(I wanna clarify that I don't actually hate anyone..? Like just in case someone thinks I hate the actors...? I don't???)

I'm just vibing here guys, this is just me being silly, you know how I am atp, (especially if you've ever seen my rambles on Steve Stories and stuff).

I have no friends to rant about this with, so the internet shall deal with me (bestie I know you exist, but I don't wanna bother u with Descendants).

Anyway, everyone have a lovely day and remember, it's summer, so hydrate a lot.

[pipermint8magic]

Luster Dawn pov.

I was walking in one of the hallways of the castle.

The glass windows looked more butefful in the night then in the day, I must admit.

I stopped in front of one where Queen Twilight Sparkle and her friends are shown after their victory. Just like me and my new friends now.

"hehehe..."

I heard some laughter from somewhere near me.

"Hello? Who is there?" I asked while getting ready to defend myself.

"Oh, dear Princess, is that anyway to treat you're guest?" a mare appeared out of nowhere in front of me.

"Screwball?! "

"One and only!" she snaps her fingers.

"*sigh* What are you doing here?" I demand and light up my horn.

"Oh, you look scared? Don't be. I'm not going to kill you."

"Well I'm sorry, but how could i not be. You're a thief. How am I supposed to know you don't decide kill me?"

"Now, Luster Dawn. Listen here. I may be a thief and a 'crazy monster' as you ponies call me, and I just escaped prison again... I don't kill!"

"Then why are you here?"

She smiled a big grin. It was scary how she could stretch her smile.

"Why, I'm here to help you're brother."

"My brother?"

"You got it Doll. Has he told you he cant have any children? "

I frown. I knew that he wanted someone to take care of. A family of his own.

He asked for my help before I left. I told him that magic would be dangerous and that it would be Impossible. I regret not helping him more.

" But why you? "

" I don't know, to be honest. Lets just say before I got taken to jail again, when we met, he started talking and talking. But when he told me about his problem... Well I ussaly don’t care, but he be looking adorably hot."

" don't you dare - "

" Relax! I'm not going to do anything bad to him. Lets make a deal... "

" A deal? What kind of?"

" I help him get a kid for him using our DNA. "

" Our DNA? "

" Ofcurse! Even with magic, its too dangerous to use his DNA! I thought you knew that. Ha! "

" I-I... What do you want in return? "

Her grin becomes larger.

" Simple! Those Elements of harmony things. "

" What? "

" How about... When you and you're friends don't need them, I'm going to keep them Well... Umm... You know safe. " she said the last word in a bit lower tone.

" No... "

" Why? Do you want to risk upsetting you're brother? "

I frown and look down.

" No, ofcourse not!.. I just want to keep the world safe... "

" And you will, but right now, you're brother needs you're help more."

"* sigh *alright... How do we do it?"

"Give me you're hair and blood."

"Wait, should we -"

"I'm not sleeping with you! although if you want to -"

"No!"

"Good. This is the way to avoid that awkward stuff."

"Thank Celestia!"

"Indeed...oops, I have to go, cant keep my little guard friends waiting. See ya tomorrow, Princess! Hahaha! "

(sorry for my bad english) 

---

ships

Luster Dawn ( Starlight Glimmer x Sunburst x Donut Joe x Rolling Thunder)

Screwball (Fluttershy x Discord)

How did my Screwball get Joker vibes slightly  now, idk...actually this gives me a idea for her voice (might go with TDK J voice for her. again idk why...)

base by 

DILF-LOVER-3000

cutie marks-

The-Smiling-Pony

Parcly-Taxel

background-

I cant remember sorry

stained glass-

https://mlp.fandom.com/wiki/User_blog:Spyro1996/Dude,_Where%27s_My_Stained_Glass_Window%3F

redesigns and ng belong to me

characters from MLP

[goldfades]

★ RIZZLER P ─── PB⁵ (part one)

౨ৎ ─ summary | y/n is a youtuber and on the cancelled podcast, she reveals she has a crush on paige bueckers. this unfolds a series of events which ultimately ends with y/n at one of uconn's games. part two!!!!!

─ warnings | mention of vaping and white claws, lots of banter, also sm tana and brooke content its insane (cause im obsessed w them, what can i say?) nothing else!!!!!

⇨ missing out on updates? check out my wcbb masterlist!

"SO YOU'VE ALWAYS known that you were a little... fruity?" Tana's voice came out amused as she sipped on her White Claw, looking back at you.

Brooke's attention was on you as well as the girls exchanged looks before laughing. You sipped on your own White Claw as you thought about the question before nodding, a smirk on your face.

You pulled in the microphone before answering the question, "Yeah I guess so, like... when I was in middle school I really liked this girl and then I just kinda knew."

"Was that like, the earliest memory? Or..." Brooke asked as she drank her Alani, her attention centered around you.

"God, I actually believe I'm saying this on the podcast," You paused before letting out a small podcast. "No, my first crush was on Bella from Twilight."

"You're kidding!" Brooke giggled as all three of you laughed.

"I mean, I guess you knew she was gay when you first saw her. Your gay-dar is that great, huh?" Tana joked as she took another sip of her White Claw.

"Hey, my gay-dar is top-notch," you retorted with a grin, leaning back in the couch. "But seriously, it's funny how those little moments stick with you, right? Like, even before you fully understand what it all means."

Tana nodded, her expression turning more thoughtful. "Totally. I remember being drawn to certain things, certain people, and not fully getting why until later."

"It's like our subconscious knows before we do," Brooke added, taking another sip of her drink.

"Exactly!" you chimed in, feeling a sense of camaraderie in the conversation. "And then looking back, it all starts to make sense."

"So is your type still the cool, effortless girls or..." Tana raised her brow with a smirk as you laughed, feeling a blush on your face. She had to bring this up, especially because you'd began sending her 50 edits a day.

Brooke's eyes widen in surprise as she glanced back at you and Tana, an amused look in her eyes. She hummed as she sipped on her drinking, Tana took a hit of her vape as you sighed.

"Can't believe you brought that up," you mumbled into the mic as Tana bursted out laughing.

"Of course, I brought it up!" Tana exclaimed between laughs, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Bro, don't be shy it's the podcast. It stays between us, promise."

"Shut up, Tana," you mumbled as Brooke snickered. "Okay well my type has always been basketball girls. Like always, my first girlfriend played basketball but she didn't go D1. My second girlfriend did go D1 but she didn't make it into the WNBA,"

"Not you dissing your ex's," Tana laughed as you rolled your eyes, but couldn't help but chuckle along with them.

"Hey, I'm just stating facts here," you replied with a shrug. "But yeah, there's just something about basketball girls. Maybe it's the confidence, the athleticism, or the height, I don't know. It's just always been a thing for me."

Brooke nodded in understanding, her expression thoughtful. "I get that. There's a certain vibe they have, you know? Plus, there's nothing like watching them dominate on the court."

Tana grinned, taking another hit of her vape. "Well, looks like the fans have uncovered your type. Now we just need to find you the perfect basketball-playing, D1 and WNBA-bound girl. Oh wait,"

"She already did," Brooke grinned as she glanced toward you. You sent her a glare before she put her hands up in defense, "What! We need interesting topics."

"Bro, it's Paige Bueckers or whatever her name is," Tana spat out as you sent her a glare before throwing your head back in embarrassment. The girls laughed loudly as you resisted a smile before shaking your head.

"Yeah, yeah, so funny" you muttered, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment as Tana and Brooke continued to tease you mercilessly.

Tana shrugged, unfazed by your reaction. "Hey, you said it yourself, she's the perfect basketball-playing, D1, WNBA-bound girl, right?"

You couldn't argue with that logic, but you still couldn't help but feel a bit flustered by the teasing. "Yeah, but she's also, like, a superstar athlete. And like... she lives in Connecticut,"

Brooke chuckled, reaching over to pat your arm reassuringly. "Don't sell yourself short. You never know what could happen and pretty privilege is real, I'm sure Paige would fly out for you."

"I mean she followed you back on Instagram," Tana added as Brooke stifled a laugh, her eyes twinkling mischievously. You felt your embarrassment deepen at the reminder.

"Okay, okay, let's not get ahead of ourselves here," you interjected, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks at the mention of Paige's Instagram follow. "Just because she followed me back doesn't mean anything."

"Sure, sure, keep telling yourself that," Tana teased, a smirk playing on her lips.

You sighed, shaking your head in mock exasperation. "You two are relentless, you know that?"

"But that's what friends are for, right?" Brooke replied with a grin. "Paige if you're listening, Y/N's in desperate need of a girlfriend so-"

"Shut up, Brooke!" You groaned as Tana laughed loudly, her amusement evident in the way she doubled over.

"Hey, don't knock it till you try it," Brooke shot back, still grinning ear to ear. "You never know, Paige might be listening and thinking, 'Hmm, maybe I should slide into her DMs.'"

You rolled your eyes, feeling the heat rising in your cheeks. "Yeah, right. More like she's listening and thinking, 'Who are these weirdos talking about me on their podcast?'"

Tana finally composed herself enough to speak. "We're not weird, we're just... enthusiastic. Oh and hot,"

"Yeah, because that's definitely going to win Paige over," you quipped, a playful grin tugging at your lips despite your embarrassment.

"Oh abso-fucking-lutely, hello. Have you looked at yourself recently?" Tana gestured toward you with a smirk, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "I mean, who wouldn't want a piece of that?"

You couldn't help but laugh at her boldness, shaking your head in amusement. "Alright, alright, enough with the flattery. Let's get back on track before this podcast turns into a matchmaking show."

Brooke chimed in, her grin widening. "But wouldn't that be fun? We could be like the queer version of 'The Bachelor.'"

You laughed at the thought, but quickly shook your head as the whole room erupted in laughter. Brooke looked confused as she mumbled "what?", the whole room laughing.

"Nothing, you're just cute," you took a sip of the White Claw as you tried to stifle your laughter, feeling a warmth spreading through your cheeks.

──

"Damn, she is hot," Paige mumbled to herself as she scrolled through your instagram, zooming in on your pictures as she took you in. Ever since the episode was uploaded, TikTok made it a point to let Paige know that the Y/N L/N had a crush on her.

Now, she's heard of you before. You were close with those Triplets from Boston (she couldn't think of the name right now, something with an S) and best friends with Brooke because of your older sister. They'd both went to the U of A and were in the same sorority, and they became inseparable. You made your own YouTube videos and had a massive following which made Paige a teensy bit nervous.

That was before she looked at your Instagram, because holy cow were you gorgeous.

And apparently, KK and Ice were huge fans of you too, so they were fangirling. They'd sent her the podcast link as soon as it dropped and were freaking out, trying to play matchmaker between you and Paige (they needed tickets to the Cancelled live shows, and this was the easiest and cheapest way). They'd also managed to send her tons of edits of you, as well ─ she underestimated the power of edits until right now.

At first, Paige had brushed it off, thinking it was just another internet crush blown out of proportion. But now, as she found herself scrolling through your Instagram, she couldn't deny the flutter of excitement in her chest.

She paused on a picture of you smiling, your eyes crinkling at the corners, and couldn't help but feel drawn to you. There was something about your energy, your charisma, that seemed to leap off the screen and capture her attention.

Paige shut her phone as she bit her lip, thinking about her next course of action.

──

we ❤️ white claws

y/n | guys paige liked my story y/n | like the thirst trappy one

brooke | UR KIDDINGGGGG WHAT THE FUCK

tana | whatd we tell you 🥰 talking abt them on a podcast is the ultimate rizz

y/n | no im freaking outttt what the fuck y/n | what do i do

y/n | guys pls tell me im freaking out

tana | idk, text her?

brooke | yeah! y/n ur a cutie pie n she already made the first move, it's pretty a safe bet to say she likes u

tana | or at least thinks ur super sexy

y/n | im scared

tana | of what??? 😭😭😭 get yourself a white claw, and hit some blue razz and TEXT HERRRRR 😫

brooke | what she said !!!!!!

──

Paige skimmed through the comments as she laid back on her couch as Ice and KK talked about whatever topic they were on. Paige had been distracted this entire live and everyone could piece together why ─ anyone would be distracted if someone as popular as Y/N had a crush on them.

Lost in her thoughts, Paige barely noticed when Ice nudged her and asked if she was okay. She quickly snapped out of her daze, offering a distracted smile and nod before turning her attention back to her phone.

"P, the fans wanna know how you feel about the recent Cancelled episode." KK wiggled her eyebrows through the screen as Ice laughed.

"Bro, I know you were gonna bring that up," Paige said with a chuckle, shaking her head in amusement. They really wanted to go to one of the Cancelled live shows, huh?

"She's fine as hell, I think that's like... what I feel right now." Paige shrugged nonchalantly as she smirked, feigning indifference but unable to hide the hint of a smile playing on her lips.

Ice and KK erupted into laughter, clearly amused by Paige's candid response. "Whoa, straight to the point, I see," Ice joked, flashing a playful grin.

Paige couldn't help but laugh along with them, feeling a sense of lightness wash over her despite the nerves fluttering in her stomach. "Hey, I'm just being honest," she replied, trying to play it cool.

Ice leaned closer to the camera, his expression playful. "So, does this mean you're gonna slide into the DMs?"

Paige shrugged, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "Who knows? Maybe I already have."

"Rizzler P is back, whew," KK exclaimed, her excitement palpable even through the screen. "We're definitely getting those tickets to the show now, Ice."

Paige grinned at KK's enthusiasm, feeling a rush of excitement despite the nerves dancing in her stomach. "Hey, don't get too ahead of yourselves,"

"Already protective of your girl, P?" Ice teased as she raised her eyebrows, earning a laugh from KK.

"Bro, shut up," Paige mumbled as she shook her head, wetting her lips as she glanced up at the screen.

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[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO CATA COSMIA, AFTON KAZAMA. 🌕

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: mocha

age: 29

pronouns: they/them

ooc contact: @ givemeurbread on twt!

triggers: N/A

other characters in xc: primula aoki & afton aoki - original characters, Twilight Sparkle - My Little Pony: Equestria Girls

ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: afton kazama 

age: 33

pronouns: he/him

series: original

canon point: n/a

app triggers: parental death mention, child abuse, psychological abuse, alcohol mention, general violence, human experimentation, firearms, scars/burn scars, needles,

personality: Years ago, Afton would be described as stubborn, reckless, aggressive, violent, and bloodthirsty. And while all of those can still hold true, he has calmed in his age. At first glance, Afton seems intimidating - a strong, straight posture, a hardened gaze, no nonsense. Yes, there are times where he’s a little rough, a little tactless, and maybe even downright rude - but, underneath that, is simply a man who wants to do right by his family. Though he may complain, he is terribly selfless, especially to children, and often goes out of his way to help the moment he sees someone in need. His no-nonsense ways simply comes from being ‘too old to deal with this crap,’ choosing to simply go straight for a solution. Can he be impatient? Stubborn? Reckless? Yes - old dog, and all of that. Does his venomous sass outweigh his younger cousins? Most definitely. But Afton, at the end of it all, is a man trying to leave the world better than he left it. 

something your muse struggles with: dealing with his trauma - his anger and aggression is from years of taking everything done to him, and putting it in front of him as a wall to make things easier, or to not think about it. afton really struggles with being open and vulnerable to almost anyone - even renji doesn’t always get to see the vulnerable sides of afton. 

your muse’s greatest strength: afton has such a strong sense of justice, even if it’s a little black and white at times. do what you have to to get the job done, and always do what you gotta do to protect the little guy. he’s also incredibly loyal to those that have his heart - once afton trusts you, he wouldn’t hesitate to hurt or be hurt for you. 

history / background:

“Wanna know my story? Interesting. Most people are lookin’ to hire me, or lookin’ to kill me. Thank Christ you’re neither. Two things I needa know, though.

One, do ya drink? I need a drink. And, two, gotta light?

Ah, figures. Anyway, ain’t much to tell. Was born in the heart of Kyoto, father was a proud scientist, mom stayed at home when I was a kid… Never found out why. She ended up leaving him when I was 16, anyway. I don’t blame her.

Dad taught me to fight when I was old enough. Came from a disciplined family, but I still thought a scientist knowing martial arts was weird. Held my first gun at six, and of course, I was shit with it. Dad said I took to it well though. 

School was decent enough. Made a few friends, a few enemies. Never got along with everyone: who does? At any rate, when I was old enough, Dad asked me if I wanted to get into the family business. I said I didn’t know, but I guess he had the answer for me, anyway - started training to be a bounty hunter. I was young, and the only other hunter in the family was my aunt, his sister, since his parents got outa the biz a while ago. It was strange, but he said it was what was best, that I needed to be ready for anything. He said it was an honorable path, so y'know what? Damn right I signed up. I wanted to make him proud.

He began training me with a blade when I was eight. Now, like I said, I was shit with the gun when I first started, and it was a pain to become the crackshot I am now. But I’ll never forget the look on pop’s face when I began blade training. Said it was like a fish in water. He was proud of me that day. To be honest, it was weird to hear it.

I grew up, I did my training, took my classes, and earned my fair share of scars. And I never once allowed my family history to dictate my grades, or my success in school. Every grade, every achievement, and every damn accommodation I got was because I busted my ass. It’s all I knew how to do, really, since I was a kid: work hard, and you get what you give.

… But somethin’ wasn’t right. I was gettin’ older, I was questioning why mom was still with my dad, their arguments. What my dad was workin’ on, why he was gettin’ so damn hard on me. But I got nothin’. And ya know what? Somethin’ about his attitude began to send chills down my spine. It didn’t seem right.

Just as I was preparin’ to take off, my younger cousin, Renji… His father had been killed years prior, but of all the bad luck, they got his mom, too, my aunt Jun. Sucks, man. He was a good kid. A good fighter. Shit with a blade for a while, but a damn crackshot. He stayed with us a while, but my dad, he… Started him on a training regiment too. Said we needed to be ready for anything.

I couldn’t leave him. Not Renji, not with my dad. I busted my ass during the day to help him, and even took the occasional bounty to save up money to get the hell outa there.

… Shoulda been nosier when I got the chance.

Ren had really hurt himself - dad didn’t give a shit. Never did, once we were older. I was rummaging through my dad’s shit for a new first aid kit, and I… Shit, man, I shoulda known.

I couldn’t understand the papers - there were a lot of words I couldn’t understand, Ren’s the smarter one, he would’ve. But all I could make out, was that my dad was contactin’ some woman, arranging the deaths of Ren’s parents. Somethin’ about needing custody because Ren’s “DNA sequence was the most compatible.”

I couldn’t look Ren in the face. I couldn’t even say anything to him. God dammit, I wish I woulda said somethin’.

My dad, the sick bastard… Told us he had one test left for us, one final struggle. Next thing I knew, I had a bag over my head, and Ren was screamin’, shouting that it hurt, that his blood was on fire. I fought, and struggled, and panicked before I was able to get loose of the bindings.

There was some… Syringe, near Ren, not like one I’ve ever seen. It was empty, but left the nastiest mark on Ren. He was writhing, crackles of electricity sparking around his body. As I knocked the last mook that held him down, I felt the worst pain ever in the back of my neck.

I was next - my own skin felt like it was on fire, and the lights became blinding. Black… mist trailed from my skin, and I felt like I felt every particle of it.

That was the second time my father told me he was proud. Proud that I actually survived. Well… I survived. Made damn sure he barely did.

Last I saw of dear old dad, he was a bloodied mess on the floor, until I carried my cousin out.

We wiped our records, traveled the country and got as far away from him as possible. I never wanna see that damn guy again. I didn’t want Ren to. I needed to protect him.

Can’t begin to tell you how much shit Ren n’ I have been through since then. He, uh… Found out. Renji found out that I knew, and, uh… It was bad, man. He looked about ready to kill me, but instead, he just… Went out to kill the old man, instead. I told him not to go. But he pretty much told me to piss off an’ let him do his thing.

So i did, but…  God. I was scared. I thought I lost him. I mean - who even survives that? I just… Thought he was dead, and then he just turns up, like nothin’ happened? But you can tell. You can look in a man’s eyes and tell when he’s seen things. When he’s changed.

Next couple of years went by well. Renji opened up to Vera and I more. We got into contact with Naoko and Fahy again - they had actually been lookin’ for us. They handle our jobs, now. Much more reliable than the two of us.

Even when Renji caught wind of the woman my pop hired to kill his parents, you could tell he was determined. When he came back half-dead, I knew he’d want another shot. And i was ready to tie him down to the damn bed, but the weirdest shit happened. Vera just told me to let him go.

… Renji and I have been with each other for as long as I can remember. We’ve had each other’s backs through hell and back, and I wouldn’t have anyone else watchin’ my back over that lightnin’ rod. And… I never realized that sometimes, I had him on a tight leash. I mean, alls I’ve ever wanted was to protect him. No one else would. But… She was right.

So, he left, after gettin’ his ass kicked by her - by Yukimura, the cold killer. And it was months until I ran into him again - wearin’ that damn mask again, still goin’ by the Reaper. Feh. He always was a fan of the dramatic. Anyway - Nao sent me, Vera and Fahy on a job to take out the last remnants of the whitecoats that were responsible for our gifts. But, damn, we weren’t prepared for her.

Primula Aoki. Renji’s little sister. My sick father decided to take she… well. They used her. She had… all of it, man. My shadow manipulation, Ren’s bioelectric conductivity, Fahy’s freaky omnivision. And she had some ruttin' magic. Could probably put an icicle through my damn head. But, Renji got through to her. An’ now our little circle of misfits and freaks keeps growin’. She’s a good kid. Sweet. Damn talented in music.

We began to realize that… yeah, we do a lot of bad stuff to bad people, for good people, but. Vee and I thought, ‘we can do more. We can do better.’

So we did. We made Vermilion. We still take bounties, do private security and body guard work. But we also help people with fixing, building, maintaining - anyone anyone needs, we help with. 

That’s all, I’m done talkin’ to you. So, either get me that drink, or you can skedaddle. Odds are, one or two people in here are lookin’ to kill me. Best for you to not get caught in the crossfire.“

powers / abilities: 

Shadow manipulation - Afton can create, shape and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance. Abilities include:

Shadow walking: Afton is able to traverse through shadows and dark areas in a 100 yard radius.

Umbral dome: Afton can create a dome of dark energy that completely sucks out any natural or artificial light - it’s a double edged sword, as his own allies cannot see, as well. Only Afton is able to traverse the darkness.

Tangible wisps: Afton can create tangible wisps of shadows that can be used for blunt or bladed objects.

Enhanced vision at night: While it isn’t complete night vision, Afton does have a bit of a natural edge when traversing in the dark. Think of it as the brightness was dialed up one or two times - not total night vision. 

inherent abilities:

Incredible swordsman - he is savage, ruthless, and efficient with any bladed weapon. 

trained in several forms of martial arts, mixed or otherwise, including styles such as judo, daito ryu jiu jitsu, taekwando, and krav maga.

 enhanced biological functions: the serum injected in afton severely altered his natural genetic makeup. his body functions are not superhuman, but much stronger than your average person, such as but not limited to:

muscle strength and density: afton’s muscles begin to repair quicker than a normal person, and the process to repair and fuse muscle fibers together are significantly thicker and stronger. he’s certainly no hercules but his strength isn’t anything to pass off as standard.

healing wounds: while afton still bleeds and heals like anyone else, his body reacts quicker and more intensely to identifying, and closing wounds. hemostasis to close the wound begins quicker, the blood cells travel quicker to create collagen and the other tissues needed to form scar tissue, and the strengthening of the tissue also happens quicker. while he doesn’t heal instantly (still far from it) a minor cut that would normally take a day or two to heal only takes hours; a broken bone that would take 3 months to heal might only take one and a half, a laceration would only take a week or two instead of several. again, he is not invincible, not even close, but his body’s cellular makeup works fast. 

alcoholic consumption; the enzymes in afton’s liver begin breaking down the acetaldehyde into acetic acid much quicker, requiring afton’s body do, if desired, consume more alcohol in order to feel it’s effects. 

items / weapons:

Taurus Raging Bull - An absolute hand cannon, Afton carries around an 8-cylinder Taurus raging Bull that uses .454 casul rounds. Thankfully, the only reason he carries it around is because his confidence in his accuracy actually matches his real accuracy. 

Ninjato - A 24 inch short straight sword, crafted by an old family friend known for their masterful work in bladed weaponry. Afton takes care of this blade as if it were his child. 

Amaya - a show of his caring side, Afton took in a chocolate lab puppy he found diving through garbage. She’s about 4 years old, but is hardly pushing ~55lbs/25 due to being the runt. Suffice to say, she’s forever puppy size. 

starting ability: shadow manipulation

starting item: taurus raging bull

extra: 

Paternal instincts rolled a D20 if you’re a minor he WILL politely ask if you need a homecooked meal and a supervised walk home. His nickname is Aftdad for a reason.

Goodness gracious his voice is more gravelly than sandpaper being dragged down an asphalt driveway.

body is littered with scars, most prominent being the wound over his heart, the burn mark near his neck tattoo, and a scar down the other side of his neck. 

Lots of tattoos. heavily tattooed right arm, sleeved in east-asian street art from his hometown. gaelic symbol of strength on left side of his neck, under his ear. 

has a pendant necklace held by a dark leather cord - half moon sigils are carved into it, an obsidian stone embedded in the middle. it was given as a 30th birthday gift from his friend, magdalena-orion hayes - he rarely ever takes it off. It’s only value is sentimental.

He is my one(1) cishet muse and even then I’m unsure about the het. 

6’2 but his posture is as straight(?) as he is. Creates almost an intimidating aura with it. 

discord id: .kagejin.

passcode: i love the way the bg is written

[bokettochild]

Scars

This was prompted by seemingly nothing but it's the first productive thing my brain has done it a while so here

“What’s the craziest scar you have?” Wind asked randomly one night. 

The other heroes stopped what they were doing and looked to each other. Blue in all shades, and one set of hazel, flashed in the firelight as a few smiles formed and others smirked. 

Four motioned to their left ear. “A cat bit off the tip of my ear when I was a kid.” 

Warriors spun in his seat to look at the smithy at his side, “Is that why you hate cats?” 

“Yep.” 

Well that made sense. It also explained Four’s issue with people talking about claws. Wind had noticed that Four tended to shiver when those were brought up and he’d always sort of wondered. 

Time holds up his hand, on the outer side of it a small pink scar can be seen, one which most of them tended to gloss over but Wind had always assumed was because the man nicked himself with his sword once or something. “My mom bit me when I was a kid.” 

Faces fall and the heroes stare in shock and horror until Hyrule kicks their leader. “Your mother was a fairy, Time! How else was she to discipline you?” 

The man smiles but pulls his hand back, eye sparkling at their still frozen faces. 

Twilight hums softly. “I had my arm chopped off once.” 

All eyes instantly turn the rancher’s way. He still has his arm. Both of them. “When did that happen and how do you still have it?” 

A shrug. “A goat put it back. Scars still there though. It’s weird, sometimes I get phantom pains ‘spite still havin’ my arm. My brain just can’t process that it’s s’posed to be there or somethin’.” 

Warriors nods slowly. “Mood. I almost lost my leg during the war and I still have to remind myself it’s there sometimes.” 

Well, this is going downhill fast! He wanted to prompt some stories! Not a trauma fest!  

Wind shoots a look at Legend, the man usually has something to say at times like these, but the vet just stares back and shakes his head slowly. “Nothing interesting, sorry, sailor. Not the kind of stories you’re looking for.” 

Poop. Maybe Wild then? 

The champion chuckles, rolling up one sleeve to show a rather impressive scar on his good arm. “See this?” 

“How could we not?” The captain grimaces, looking more than a bit pained. 

Wild smirks. “Splinter.” 

Eyes widen and gazes trail back to the rather massive scar. 

“How big of a splinter?” Legend asks warily. 

The champion doesn’t answer, he just rolls his sleeve back down and gets back to doodling in one of his notebooks, looking entirely pleased with himself. 

“Champion, how big?” Warriors presses. 

Wild still doesn’t answer, he doesn’t even react and though Wind is dying to know he could also kiss his brother on the cheek for helping to lighten the mood again and playing coy the way he is. 

The rest of them huff, exchanging glances (and grins in Time’s case) and start discussing quietly among themselves. He knows he hears Warriors trying to calculate how big the thing must have been and Hyrule correcting him softly about whatever mathematical formula or nonsense they’re trying to use. Sticks are grabbed from the woodpile and the dirt is etched over several times before the captain caves and darts for his own bag and notebook. 

The rest of them watch, both entertained and intrigued by the answer, and it’s quiet in camp for a moment before Legend breaks it with a drawl. “Surprised the old man didn’t say he got scarred with a sliver of the moon or something.” 

The leader’s brows twitch just the slightest bit. “And who says I didn’t? Wind asked for craziest scars, vet.” 

Violet eyes twinkle slightly as Legend leans forwards, leveling their leader with a stare that’s met with equal force from the other side of the camp. The fire flickers between them, casting odd shadows and making them look quite strange indeed. “And being bitten by yer ma is the craziest you can get, Old Man?” 

“I don’t hear you beating that, vet.” Time’s lips quirk upwards for all of a second before his face is blank, only his good eye flickering enough to show a slight smile. 

Legend scoffs, but leans back into his own space as a few of the others giggle, Sky especially. The Chosen Hero nudges his friend gently, looking down at the vet with a teasing look. “What, you’re not going to tell them about the goat thing?” 

He’s never seen Legend blush, and he almost thinks the other will, but Legend only shakes his head, smiling slightly as Twilight looks to him in confusion. “Goat thing?” 

“Not explaining, rancher.” 

Sky rolls his eyes with a scoff. “Fine then.” Bright eyes turn Wind’s way with a smile he loves and which holds more warmth than their fire. “Zelda accidentally stabbed me with a knife when we were kids.” 

Across the fire, Warriors chokes and both he and Hyrule start up to stare at the Chosen Hero. 

Sky continues, entirely clueless, or else fully aware and pretending to be clueless. “We were pretending to be sword fighting and had stollen some knives from the school kitchens. I managed to trip her, but she ended up careening forwards and stabbing me in the leg.” He chuckles. “It hurt bad, and we were grounded for weeks, but it’s only a little scar and I honestly can’t feel it most days.” 

Four nods slowly, sagely. “I fractured my own ankle once trying to convince someone of something. It didn’t scar, but it sure hurt a lot.” 

To his surprise, while most of the others look vaguely concerned, he knows he sees Time crack a smile and Legend sniggers a bit into his hand.  

Hyrule nods though. “I once broke my leg in a keyhole. The bone cut right through and the scar is really nasty.” 

That gives them all pause save Legend who jumps up with a look of horror. “Excuse me you what?” 

[witlessficcer]

The Archer and the Assassin 6

Note: This post is three short ficlets that emerged from the idea that Yelena is most definitely touch starved and that Kate, thought not a replacement for her sister, is a person she wants to love...not like a sister. 

As always, if you like what you read, please leave a like, comment, or reblog. Feedback is encouraged.

Drumming Fingers

Yelena rested in a twilight state, her head in Kate’s lap while her new girlfriend watched Ghosts on Paramount+. She could feel Kate’s fingers lightly drumming on her forehead and occasionally combing through her scalp soft and delicate to the touch. It felt so good. So simple. So…intimate. In the in between, she would hear Kate chuckle, even start, wanting to show or tell Yelena about what she had seen, but she would stop, lean back against the couch cushion, and continue her fingers walking over Yelena’s head and around her ears and down her neck. Goosebumps rose reflexively. She wondered if the archer even noticed. If she did, she kept quiet.  

 *****

What if… 

What if I were not an assassin and you were not archer?

I suppose we might never have met.

That is sad version. What if I am Russian exchange student staying at Bishop’s house?

I like the sound of that. We would be roomies and be sleepover pals for a whole semester.

Sleepover pals? What is this?

You really were sheltered, weren’t you?

Tortured.

Oh…yeah. Sleepover pals do all kinds of fun stuff. Pillow fights, spin the bottle, make jewelry, make out, make cookies, and tell secrets. Fun stuff!

Make out, eh?

It’s a coming of age thing. Or not.

What is your what if?

What I became Kingpin and were…still you?

I would have to kill you.

That is sad version.

I said stop with the Russian accent.

Oh! What if I am the President of the United States and you are the Russian Premier. I see a whole new meaning to diplomatic relations. World peace.

World piece of ass.

Yelena!

 *****

Upside Down

Yelena’s eyes opened and she smiled inwardly seeing Kate smiling. She was upside down, again. Kind of. She thought of Natasha and her heart ached for a moment before she looked at Kate and the ache went away. Kate was not Natasha. That was okay. Kate was Kate. It was still love. Still selfless like Natasha. But not like sister. Yelena suddenly felt like she wanted to share what she had done with Natasha with Kate.

“Have you ever been upside down?” Yelena asked, sleepily.

Kate looked down and her eyes sparkled. “You put me on a wire.”

“Not like that,” the blonde continued. “Like handstands or back bridge.”

“I used to do them all the time when I was a kid,” Kate said, glancing at the TV and back to Yelena.

“We should do back bridge,” Yelena said, raising her head from the archer’s lap and sitting up.

“You mean now?” Kate answered, pointing at the TV to indicate that the intrusion was not welcome. “Can it wait? The show is almost over.”

“Pause it. You will miss nothing.”

Kate pressed her lips into a pout as she relented and pressed pause. “Why are we doing back bridges now?”

Yelena swung her feet to the floor, sitting next to Kate. She leaned in and kissed Kate softly, but lingered on her lips. “Because When I was a kid, Natasha was broody older sister. I loved her so much. But was always sad. There was one time when she and I did back bridges together. It was like pivotal moment for me. I looked up to her, but I would not be sad. When she did back bridge, I felt like she saw me. Like she loved me as much as I idolized her. Perhaps she was just humoring me, but I don’t believe it. Maybe it won’t be same with you. But I am asking you to humor me. To see me in this way. It is silly, but I can not tell you how meaningful it is.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“I heard you, Yelena,” Kate said, taking the blonde’s hand. “This is important to you. Let’s do it.”

Yelena nodded her head eagerly and stood up. She took a couple of steps to the left and raised her hands as she bent her kneed and went over backwards. Her hands pressed into the concrete floor as she looked up at her girlfriend. “Your turn.”

Kate nodded in acknowledgement and stood up, taking her two steps to the right.  In the same fashion as Yelena had, she threw her hand in the air, archer her back, bent her knees, and fell flat on her ass, never fully arching or following through with her head.

“So much for training,” Yelena huffed, her face pink. “I will show you stretches. You will get it.”

Kate stood and tried again, her hand hitting the floor at the same time as her bum.

“Hip thrust, Kate Bishop,” Yelena coach, still arched and holding.

“Third time is a charm,” Kate said, determined not to let her lover down. The third attempt was a near success, but her feet shot out toward Yelena’s face and she was on her bum again.

Yelena broke the bridge and twisted into a position where she was laying on her stomach with her elbows and her chin resting in her hands. “Third time was charming. Thank you for trying. To tell you the truth, when I woke up and looked at you, above me, watching stupid Ghosts. That was the moment. I was looking up. To you. To my girl on a wire.”

Kate had turned over and was face to face with Yelena, chin in hands, also on her stomach.

“I won’t let you down, Yelena,” Kate whispered. “I can do it. I want to do it.”

Yelena inched forward and kissed the earnest face or her girlfriend. “If you want to. Just know that you already did.”

[cheelduh]

How to Not Kill a Ginger (High School Au!)

Part 5 to the series hehehe

Parts: 1 2 3 4

Pairing: Childe x fem!reader

Synopsis: Childe’s stomach stirs when you take care of him, and he’s not sure if it’s because of his major crush on you or just plain old diarrhea.

Warnings: Swearing. Graphic descriptions involving the true idiocy of teenage boys.

Words: Abt 2.6k

Note: Sorry I sort of half assed this. I have big ideas for the next part tho ✨😮‍💨

If there's one thing you're sure of, it's that Teucer knows how to throw one hell of a tantrum.

Him and his brother, Anthon, under your watch, manage to get into a petty squabble that's been airing for the last fifteen minutes. You've done everything, from offering candy to promising an extra hour on the switch, but your efforts do not bear fruit.

What did you tell Childe again? Oh yeah, that babysitting kids was a breeze. Apparently it's not a breeze. Maybe something more like a shart. A chunky, messy one at that.

"Listen dude," You reason to Anthon, the oldest of the bunch gently. "Where did you hide his toy?"

Anthon sticks a tongue out at you, and you nearly cry at the intensity of the insult. "Not telling."

Your patience runs thin.

"C'mon Anthon," Tonia lectures from her chair on the table like the godsend she is. "Just give him his toy back. You're being so annoying." She's taking the words right out of your mouth.

"Not until he apologizes!" Anthon crosses his arms, huffing. "He ate my cheese string!"

"There are more cheese strings!" You exclaim, opening the fridge to prove your point. "I'm sure Teucer's sorry for taking yours. Just pick another one."

"But it's not the same! He took the last cheddar and mozzarella one, now there are only mozzarella ones left." He speaks in between Teucer's wails. You wonder if this is a daily occurrence.

Tonia sighs, gets up from her chair, and hands the eldest her cheese string. "Just take this and give him his toy back."

Almost immediately, Anthon reaches a hand behind the tv table and pulls out the miniature Mr. Cyclops, then throws it point blank at Teucer's feet.

Teucer wails louder.

You pinch the bridge of your nose, shoulders sagging under the stress of being a temporary teenage mother.

Then you take a deep breathe, voice booming over Teucer's cries, Anthon's grumbling, and the clicking of Tonia's tongue. "Let's make a cake!"

Everything in the room stills. Even Teucer's loud cries comes to a halt, and he inhales so sharply that the streak of snot over his lip goes right back into its origin.

You wince inadvertently.

"Poggers!" Anthon cheers, and his siblings join in, laughing and clapping in excitement.

Tonia's eyes widen in confusion when she briefly pauses from her rally. "Wait a minute. What are we celebrating? We can't bake a cake for no reason! It won't taste nearly as good."

Everyone stops to ponder.

Then you snap your fingers in realization, and the kids huddle around you. "How about a 'get well better' cake for your big brother?"

They erupt in cheers again, but you shush them gently, wink an eye for extra measure. "We have to be quiet! He won't get better if we wake him."

The three nod in understanding and begin shushing each other, failing to conceal their giggles.

As you watch them making their way into the kitchen, bounce in their steps, you can't stop the warm smile that reaches your eyes.

That smile soon becomes a frown of horror when Anthon cracks an egg over Tonia's head.

-

The cake is not half as bad as you thought it would be initially. Between mixing the ingredients and ceasing the kids minus Tonia from being menaces to society, you were able to find middle ground.

Eventually Anthon found interest in finding ways to lick the batter whenever you turned around, and Teucer found comfort in your left leg, latching onto it as if it were a life line.

Just like how Venti latches onto his stupid little bottle of wine disguised as a water bottle. Seriously, you’ve never talked to him sober, and at this point are afraid of what’s he’s like lucid.

Tonia had been the only one taking things seriously for the most part, except for the sprinkles-to-icing ratio. She drowned the entire cake in sprinkles, the mere sight adding on the ghost of an ache in your teeth.

It looks like twilight sparkles took a fat dump on it.

"Okay besties," You inwardly curse yourself for giving into Gen-Z vocabulary as you brush your hands on the apron. "I think we've done a pretty decent job."

"It looks so pretty!" Tonia grins widely, eyeing the edible pearls she strategically placed. She quickly strikes down a finger Anthon tried to poke into the icing, with the accuracy of a true warrior.

You shudder at the thought of Childe teaching her how to stab someone with safety scissors.

"Can we add candles?" Teucer asks, but Tonia clicks her tongue in distaste.

"It's not a birthday cake." She crosses her arms judgementally. The power in her glare reminds you of La Signora, strangely enough.

You ruffle his copper coloured locks anyways, and his grip on your thigh tightens. "We can add candles if you want Teucer."

He nods his head and snuggles deeper into the side of your leg. Your heart warms up considerably.

After the candles are poked in, you try to shrug him off. "C'mon dude, just for five minutes. You don't want me to drop the cake before your brother can get a bite do you?"

Reluctantly, he obliges, and runs off to help Tonia collect utensils to take up to Childe's room.

Anthon's on door duty, kicking away any toys that serve as obstacles in your way like a professional soccer player.

Once you four make it up the stairs in front of the designated room, Anthon doesn't bother knocking. He barges in like he owns the place, chin up high and a signature smirk on his face that he probably learnt from his older brother.

Childe fumbles awake, kicking the air whilst in shock by the chaotic sound of the door hitting the wall and Teucer screaming "Happy Birthday!" at the top of his miniature sized lungs as he runs in to plop right on top of his older brother.

His bewildered expression soon turns into something of a loving smile as he begins to process what is happening, eyes lighting up despite the deep bags that frame them.

Tonia places the plates on his side table, right next to the empty soup bowl you placed there earlier. She climbs up onto the bed as well to join in on the hug.

Anthon approaches at last, hands in his pockets as he coolly acknowledges his older brother. Instead of a bone-crushing hug like the other two are indulging in, his opts for a fist bump that Childe happily reciprocates.

Then finally, between the shield that are his siblings, his cerulean eyes land on your near the doorway, then trail down to the cake in your oven-mittened hands. He averts his gaze back to your own, and grins so wide his cheeks start to throb.

"Big brother! We made you cake." Teucer moves his head from his chest to face him. "So you can get better."

Childe's laughs ring in your ears, but you don't shy away from the sound. It's a pleasant, something that you wish to hear more of in the near future. Sure enough he laughs a lot at school, but the genuineness of it at home, surrounded by his siblings, stirs something deep within you.

"How thoughtful of you." He ruffles his hair, then his eyes widen as he ushers the two off of him. "You guys can't be near me! I don't want you to fall ill as well."

"But-but how will we feed you the cake without getting close to you?" Tonia frowns, and her two brothers nod in unison.

You chuckle lightly, approaching the bed with the cake in your hands. "I'm sure he has enough strength to feed himself. The hugs and kisses surely must've energized him."

To be honest, Childe's all green in the face and the last thing on his mind would be to indulge in the cake. You understand the feeling all to well. With his nose clogged up, throat all sore, there's no way he'll stomach it. It took a lot of nagging on your part to get him to finish the soup earlier as well.

He blows the candles anyways, clapping along his siblings and letting Tonia drop a fat chunk of the golden cake onto his plate. You find it endearing, regrettably so. His dedication to keeping their dreams is admirable in more ways than you can count.

This is the same guy that wears meme shirts to school, topped off with douchey sunglasses to give him a pristine vibe. The same guy that punches holes in walls like a Kyle. The very boy that flexes his toned biceps in-front of you during lunch time, successfully ruining your appetite.

"Wait a minute..." Childe inspects the cake closely, narrowing in on the candles. "Why is there an eleven?"

Teucer scratches his neck sheepishly. "Those were the only candles we had left."

After another short-lived laugh, Childe manages a bite as everyone stares in expectation, the sound of a tight crunch enveloping the room, making you grimace in secret. If Childe feels like puking out his guts right now, he's doing a hell of a job hiding it from his darling siblings.

You're glad nobody forces you to take a bite, or it would've been a double homicide right then and there.

Soon enough, one by one the children file out of the room, satisfied with their visit. The reality is that they don't want to miss an episode of backyardigans.

Once they leave, you approach him with a napkin. He gets the gist, spitting out the remnants of the cake you slaved over for about two hours.

"Colour me impressed." You snort, moving the cake aside so you can take a seat on the open space next to him. "How're you feeling?"

"Amazing." He exclaims, eyes red like a crackhead's, nose runny, with goosebumps kissing his pale skin. He sure does look...amazing.

"Cool." You say, abruptly getting up. "I'm gonna vibe with the kid—"

His hand shoots out from underneath the blanket, clammy palms wrapping around your wrist to keep you locked in place. You gulp in anticipation.

"You kissed me." Childe reminds you, eyes twinkling in mischief, a vicious grin plastered over his stupidly handsome face.

You try not to choke on your words. "You have circumstantial evidence at most." No attempts are utilized to pull away from him.

He raises a teasing brow, and you give in because the tension is thick. Thicker than the tension between Albedo and Kaeya when the latter shamelessly unzips his front to show more of his biddies. You have no idea why he hasn’t been dress coded yet.

"Fine." You snap out of your impure thoughts, and huff out, frustrated all over. "I kissed you on the cheek."

"Still a kiss though."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes. Also, cute nails." He points out, hand moving down to grasp your fingers. The act is intimate, his caress gentle and caring. Despite his brash, violent personality, he shows you a completely different side to him that hatches butterflies in your stomach.

"Thanks." You show off the bright jewels on your index. "You have a real nail technician in the house."

Tonia has some serious talent.

When he taps one of the jewels, you slap his hand away. "Careful there dude. These cost me a fortune."

His chuckles die down and he smiles again, but this time apologetically. "They didn't trouble you too much did they? I know they can be loud."

"I like loud." You answer him truthfully. "They're fun to be around. Not nearly as chaotic as you."

He blinks in mock offence, eyes narrowing shrewdly. "You come into my house, talk to my siblings, and have the nerve to insult me? Right after taking advantage of me?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll also have the nerve to rip you a new one." You reply dryly with the innocent curl of your lips.

"Bet."

You're about to lunge at him and scream a string of obscenities that no one has ever heard of before, but the Archons are listening and you don't want his siblings to grow up without someone to look up to. Wait a minute—scratch that. You'd be doing them a favour if you wiped his existence right here and now.

You have a fragile heart though. So you sigh, and grab a fistful of sheets in both hands instead.

Childe's grin turns into a petrified scowl.

"Oh no," He pleads, weakly fighting you back. "Have mercy! Please!"

You have loads of mercy. Just not enough for him.

When you have him wrapped in a successful bundle, Childe can’t help but beam, laying limp in his confines.

“What are you smiling about?” You inquire, pulling out the medicine from his box, pausing momentarily in shock. “Wait a minute, don’t tell me you’re into these things you freak.” Head snaps up so fast you nearly suffer from whiplash.

He’s about to answer you but his words turn into a fit of shallow coughs.

“I’m into whatever you’re into.” Childe’s shrug is nonchalant. “Even if that means I have to be tied up. Kinky by the way.” He winks, and you roll your eyes, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as you hold the spoon up. The dark reddish medicine swirls in deep hues.

“Shut up and open your mouth.”

“Girlie, I don’t think you understand how contradicting that statement is.”

You momentarily wonder if it’s too late to abort yourself.

—

Childe awakens at the crack ass of night, sweat slick, sticky all over, tousled hair sticking to his forehead. He’s a panting mess, eyes darting around the dark room, inhaling, exhaling, mind in a haze from the fever. Gaining somewhat of a grip on reality, he fumbles around to turn on his lamp, throat parched and in need of water.

When he manages to find the switch, he recoils at the brightness, adjusting to the sudden change in his vision. On his side table, there’s a bologna sandwich tucked safely in plastic wrap, a glass of room temperature water, and a bottle of painkillers.

His eyes disregard most of the things, finding interest in the bright pink sticky note next to the painkillers. Unable to ignore the dryness of his throat and the pounding of his head, he quickly gulps a pill down with most of the water, instantly feeling the relief of hydration.

Then, he pounces on the note, giddiness overtaking him despite the pang in his muscles, and the general feeling of absolute shit.

I had to leave. Don’t worry about your siblings, they’re all tucked in and fine. Except for Anthon maybe. Apparently he’s mildly lactose intolerant and thought it was a good idea to overdose on chocolate milk when I was busy with Teucer. Anyways, get better soon stupid.

— Y/N

He safely tucks the note under his pillow, edges of his lips turned upwards, warmth flooding his veins when he takes another look around his surroundings.

The room itself is cleaned, floor cleared from the initial clutter and the cool shiny collector’s knives he buys off of Amazon safely hung over the wall, not littered on his desk like they usually are.

The homework he was supposed do, but most likely wouldn’t, is already completed, stacked neatly atop each other.

Childe swears his heart bursts in his chest, exploding into tiny particles that overheat his entire body.

There’s no way in hell a few days worth of homework is gonna bring his failing mark up, but then again it’s the thought that counts.

While the sandwich is catered to his nausea, bland and plain for easy digestion, an easy fill, it’s the best meal he’s ever had in his life.