#also can��t decide if I want her tail to be long or short…

[whimsyfinny]

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Charlie discovers the Winchester boys to be struggling with keeping the bunker tidy, looking after themselves and being able to do their job simultaneously. Luckily she has a friend who’s from a Hunter family that is in need of work and can help them with research. Or so she thought that’s what her job would be. When Dean sees your more domesticated side, his head won’t stop swimming with all the wrong ideas.

Slow burn, enemies to lovers, smut

Warnings: big smut - oral (fem receiving), rough sex, PinV, angst, Dean being cute

Chapter Word Count: 3158

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A/N: ahhhh so back to the normal shenanigans. Nil this chapter is loosely inspired by the song ‘Fuck Away The Pain’ by Divide the Day. Also I’m making some changes to how I link in my chapters, because I have quite a few now and it takes fucking ages. Also it’s 1:30AM and I’m tired so I’ve proof read as best as I can, let me know if you see any errors.

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New readers start here: Prologue

Previous: Chapter 11

I’m Not Your F*cking Maid

Chapter 12

At some point during the quiet ride home I had fallen asleep, because when I woke up I was in my bed atop the covers, still fully dressed. Not knowing what hour it was I rummaged around for my phone, finding it placed carefully next to my books on my bedside table. The brightness from the screen made me wince, my sensitive eyes finally adjusting after a few moments to read 4:17AM. I couldn’t stop the groan from slipping out and I flopped back onto my pillow. I lay there, listening to the humming vents in the bunker, taking in the deafening silence as I took long, slow breaths. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Daniel. Just not the Daniel I knew. Not the boy who lived in band t-shirts and scruffy jeans, but the strange man who wore a three piece suit and sprouted fangs from his jaw. I didn't know that person, and I'm glad I never would. My mind then drifted to Dean; seeing his confused face and shocked expression towards the revelation that I KNEW the vampire about to be killed. My face scrunched like I'd tasted something sour at the thought. I couldn't place my finger on it, but the whole situation felt wrong - uncomfortable. Like I'd been unfaithful even though I'm technically not tied to anyone. It felt like I'd been unfaithful to Dean, and we all knew the last thing he wanted was commitment. Is that what I wanted? Dean? Something more than just carnal desire? A relationship? Security? Someone to call mine? My head felt like it was starting to spin as I spiralled down a rabbit hole I had no intention of venturing down. I shook the intrusive thoughts from my head, deciding that it was the very last thing I needed to be thinking about right now. Sitting up slowly I swung my feet over the edge of the bed, my socked-feet gently connecting with the floor as I quietly left my room, heading down towards the kitchen. The grumbling of my stomach reminding me that I've not eaten for about twelve hours.

My arrival to the kitchen turned heads. More heads than I anticipated being there. In all honesty, I thought everyone would have been in bed at this hour. Apparently not. Of course there was Sam and Dean, Charlie, and that strange angel - what was his name? Castiel? But there was also a woman who I’d never seen before. She had short dark hair and a kind face, but there was something sad and sorrowful about her smile. The five pairs of eyes scorched my skin and I stopped in my tracks, taking a tentative step backwards. The only thing stopping me from turning tail and running out of there was the soothing voice calling my name that somehow instantly calmed my nerves. It was like molasses; sweet and deep and as intoxicating as aged liquor. Before I even had a chance to change my mind about sticking around, Dean had swallowed the distance between us and enveloped me in a crushing embrace. A strange instinct took over and I buried my makeup-smeared face into his chest, feeling the devastatingly familiar burn of hot tears start to well up and spill over.

“Dean-” my voice was small and hoarse as I squeaked out his name, his arms tightening around me reflexively.

“It's ok sweetheart, you don't have to say anything.

I've got you.”

*

He'd walked me slowly back to my room, like I was something so fragile and the smallest knock would cause me to shatter. In all honesty it wouldn't be an incorrect statement - It felt like the softer Dean was with me the more delicate I became. My demeanour had the density of a feather and the brittleness of tempered glass; one wrong move and I'd burst into hundreds of little pieces that would have to be glued back together.

The door clicked shut behind us and he guided me to sit on the bed. I crawled into the middle and sat with my legs crossed, uncaring of the fact my micro skirt did little to cover what dignity I had left. The thin white petticoat tickled my thighs as Dean shuffled to sit in front of me, his large hands now resting face up in my lap, beckoning my small fingers to become entwined in his. We sat knee-to-knee, Dean's eyes tracking every movement I made - every breath, every blink, every nervous bite of my lip. He took a deep inhale and a slow exhale, like he was using those seconds to decide on what to say. His rough thumbs caressed my knuckles.

“Sweetheart; it's ok to cry.”

That softness radiating from him pulled a ragged sob from my chest, my bottom lip quivering as I made the bad decision to make eye contact with him. The tears started to stream again.

“D-Daniel- he- I s-saw him- he was hit b-by a f-fucking e-eighteen wheeler, D-Dean. H-he was on his motorbike and h-e was thrown a-bout ninety feet b-before h-he hit the g-ground. I went t-to get a FUCKING s-snack and t-the moment I-I came back o-outside he was- he was-”

Before I could carry on he had pulled me into another crushing embrace, my legs slipping over his as he pulled me to sit in his lap. Rough denim rubbed on my inner thighs as his arms tightened around me, my arms moving on their own to loop around his neck.

“We don't have to talk about it anymore if you don't want to.”

I sniffled.

“I just want to f-forget about him. I-I healed f-from this already. I don't w-want to h-have to do that a-again, Dean. I can’t. That person- th-that vamp- he wasn’t him. Please- I just- I just want to forget.”

I pulled back to look at him. I saw this way his eyes darted to my lips and I knew he tried to fight it, I knew he’d scold himself internally for thinking such thoughts in a moment like this. His evergreen gaze flitted across my face before my own eyes landed on his mouth. I saw the way his lips were parted. I saw how his pupils dilated and how his fingers tightened on the small amount of fabric at my hips. How he swallowed, almost nervously, when I moved my own fingers to tug on his hair - to glide over his scalp. I couldn't help but allow myself to sit heavier in his lap.

“(Y/n), sweetheart. We shouldn’t- I shouldn't - I don't want to take advantage of you. Not like this,” his voice was an unusual mixture of pained self-restraint and compassionate sympathy.

“Dean,” my own voice came out sterner than I intended and I felt him flinch beneath my fingertips. “I want to forget. Make me forget.”

It was like a spark had hit a lake of gasoline; one small thing had ignited us, and my face was still wet with tears when Dean threw me down onto the mattress, my head at the foot of the bed. Thick, slightly trembling fingers glided up my thighs and tugged down my underwear, throwing it into the depths of my room. Rough palms suddenly gripped the back of my thighs and pushed up, my knees almost touching my ears whilst he shuffled slightly, like he was getting comfortable. Right when I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing, I felt it: A lick. A warm wetness that wasn’t my own. Precision and practice had made this appendage a dear friend of the night, which I realised when I felt my brows scrunch together shortly followed by a breathy moan.

“Fuck-”

His tongue went around and around and around, occasionally grazing over my clit but generally taking great care to avoid it; to pump up the agonising sensitivity and make me squirm. I felt his lips move against me, his words fanning hot breaths over my most intimate area as his voice rumbled in his chest.

“Fuck, (Y/n) you're delicious.”

Dipping back down and tongue back at work, he continued his actions, starting slowly - oh so slowly - before speeding up, and up and up until he stopped. He stopped making little circles around my bundle of nerves, and before I could even whine about it he'd pressed the entirety of his tongue against my opening. I didn't think much of the hand releasing my thigh and dropping it on his shoulder until the pad of his thumb pressed on my buzzer, sending a singular shockwave through me whilst he continued to taste me. His thumb swirled again and again whilst his tongue carefully dipped in and out, seeming to know exactly where to press, when to do it and the amount of pressure needed. It had only been a few minutes but I already felt like a melting mess, my body starting to writhe as the pleasure started to build in the depths of my stomach. I felt like I was losing control of my thighs as Dean's fingers dug into the soft flesh of the one he was holding up, the side of his head leaning into the other one, stubble scratching at the soft skin on the inside of my thigh as his jaw flexed with every movement of his tongue. If he wasn't holding onto me like he was, I felt like I could crush him. Another moan passed through my lips when he sped up a little more, my fingers racing to tangle with his hair, pulling a satisfied noise from him.

“Dean- please- if you keep going like this I'm g’nna come-”

He ceased his actions and pushed up, leaning forwards so he was towering above me with my arousal practically dripping from his lips. He wiped it away with the back of his hand and there was an almost primal glint in his eye.

“Do you wanna come?”

The sound of his voice could have snapped that coil inside me there and then. Instead I groaned quietly, watching the way he slowly wrapped his fingers around my calf that rested on his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to my inner thigh just above my knee. His dark eyes never left mine.

“I wanna come s’bad, but…” I paused and felt my face heat up.

“But…?”

“But I want to feel you inside me when I do.”

His eyes looked like they were about to roll into the back of his head before he caught himself and stared back down at me, chewing on his bottom lip slightly.

“Fuck sweetheart, those are dangerous words.”

“You're a dangerous man…”

There were a few moments of silence, racing heartbeats almost audible from the other side of the room. I hooked my other leg over his shoulder and linked my ankles behind his back, pulling him further down towards me.

“Dean- please. I need you. I need you to fuck me.”

I'd barely finished my sentence when his mouth pressed to mine, hot and panting. I could taste the bite of the whiskey he'd drunk at the club, the richness of it still on his tongue after all these hours - he must've had more when we got back to the bunker. I stretched my hands down and fumbled with the buckle on his belt, fingers frantically trying to undo everything just so I could feel him - touch him. Anything to focus on him and him alone.

“Do you still want to forget, darlin’?”

I nodded.

“And you’re sure you’re ok with this? I don’t want you to reg-“

“I won’t, I promise. I just need you to make my mind go blank; I need the… pain to go away.”

He pulled his T-shirt off in one swift movement before lowering himself to mere centimetres above me, our lips practically touching.

“Then use me however you need to.”

His words were electric. I didn’t give him a chance to pull away, my hands cupping the sides of his face and dragging his mouth down to mine in a frenzied kiss. I was starting to become familiar with how he kissed me - with how he moved his mouth; how he tasted. I was starting to get used to him. You could almost say that I was starting to crave him. With his intoxicating scent and how he tasted when we practically devoured each other. He was becoming my lifeline, somehow, and that thought alone made my heart race.

I thrust my hands down between us to finish what I started before with unbuckling his belt and jeans, eventually dipping a hand into his underwear and feeling him hot, hard, and heavy in my palm. He made a small noise in the back of his throat, unwilling to break away from my lips. I only pushed his clothing as far as I needed to before pulling him out, wiping my thumb over his tip to gather as much precum as I could before smearing it up and down his length in gentle strokes. I started to play him at his own game by starting tantalisingly slow, speeding up over time before he was grasping at my wrist and halting my actions.

“Please-” he almost begged, pulling away from me slightly, “please don’t make me come yet.”

“Then fuck me and we can come together.”

He didn’t waste another second as he lined himself up to my entrance and pushed in, getting lost in my comforting warmth as he groaned into the crook of my neck. I gasped at the stretch, a high-note moan slipping out as he barely waited two seconds before rolling his hips back and forth. Aside from heavy breathing and uncontrolled moans, the only other thing to be heard was the wetness between our bodies and the unmistakable sound of skin-on-skin.

“I wasn’t going to say anything because the timing was never right, but holy fuck (Y/n), your outfit is killing me,” he somehow managed to form a sentence between the panting, the almost crude compliment bringing a blissed out smile to my lips, my mind incapable of forming a coherrant reply.

My ankles unlocked from around his back as his thrusting became more erratic and my legs dropped from his shoulders. Dean took this as a cue to change positions as he grasped my ass and lifted it off the mattress, pulling my body on and off his cock over and over and over again, like I was his own personal toy to use. And the whore that lived deep in my soul loved every second of it. My eyes focused on Deans face, noting how his jaw clenched as his eyes constantly moved up and down my body - taking in every curve of soft skin and ruffle of my outfit. The occasional stutter of his hips was the tell that he was nearing his end, so I traced my hands up my body and pulled the front of my top down, letting my tits bounce free. I pinched and twisted my nipples between my fingers, biting my bottom lip as I felt my sex flutter at the extra stimulation. If Dean wasn’t salivating before, he certainly was now. Keeping one hand on my breast I moved the other one down. Down over the softness of my stomach and to the soaking wetness between my legs, my fingers pressing soft circles around my clit and making me clench even harder around Dean. I swirled and swirled whilst still playing with my nipples, bringing that ever-nearing storm closer to home. I know Dean could feel it too, because his grip on my ass was slipping and he didn’t seem to care; gripping me so tight I was certain I’d see bruises in the afternoon. Letting go of my tit I brought my other hand between us, feeling where Dean and I joined together; feeling how intimate it felt. I could feeling myself tipping over the edge as the noises tumbling from my lips kept coming, urging Dean to somehow fuck me harder and deeper than he already was.

“Sh-shit sweetheart, if you keep making noises like that I won’t be able to go on any longer.”

“Fuck - Dean please- please-”

It was when his eyes met mine, those mossy-green irises clouded with lust and desire, that the storm came crashing in and my euphoria struck me like white hot lightning. My own orgasm pulled Dean into his own one as a string of unintelligible curses fell from his lips before his thrusting ceased and he set me down gently on the bed. No words spoken, no movements made; just his eyes piercing mine as the sound of heavy breaths filled the room. I wasn’t sure how long we sat there for, not making a single move whilst regaining our composure. That was, until I reached out, unthinking, and traced my thumb over Deans bottom lip. My palm rested softly on his cheek and he allowed his eyes to flutter closed for a few short moments before opening them again. When I finally spoke, my voice was barely above a whisper.

“Dean I…I’m sorry.”

He looked puzzled.

“What for? I mean if anything, it should be me apologising.”

I shook my head, a few aches starting to settle over my body already.

“I feel like I’ve used you.”

He chuckled slightly, planting his hands either side of my head and leaning in slightly.

“I told you to.”

“No, like, today was rough, emotionally. It was my baggage and I feel like you’re the one I’ve forced to carry it.”

It was his turn to shake his head.

“Don’t be stupid. You think I’m here, helping you to forget two different versions of the same person against my will? Sweetheart, I want to be here, making you feel better anyway I can,” he smiled a boyish smile, “hell, I’d’ve made you hot chocolate with cream and frickin marshmallows if that would’ve helped. Or watched some dumb ass chick-flick. Maybe even both.”

I couldn’t stop the schoolgirl grin from blooming as I fought every urge to pull him down to me and kiss him. Kiss him like I fucking meant it.

“Could we still do that?”

He chuckled, the sound causing the butterflies in my chest to flutter.

“You bet you’re perfect ass we can,” he punctuated with a light slap to my rear. “What do you wanna watch?”

I pondered for a moment, wondering what DVDs the boys would have laying around in the bunker. In all honesty though, I had one box set to my name that Bobby bought me many moons ago.

“Is Lord of the Rings good with you?”

He looked up for a moment and I’m convinced I saw him mouth ‘thank you’ to the ceiling. But that would be absurd, right?

“Darlin’ it’s perfect. But first let’s get you cleaned up.”

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Up Next: Chapter 13

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[skeedelvee]

Carry On Countdown Day 13 - Lyrics

For this year's COC I've decided to put together daily fic rec lists! Let me know if you find any new favorite reads from these <3

For todays prompt I've gone with fics that prominently feature music and lyrics

All I Ever Wanted was the World by @facewithoutheart

Rated E, 30,152 words

Simon finds himself at the Wank of England, Vauxhall’s infamous gay pub. Ruled by drag queen Baz Pitch aka Tyra Fangs, and staffed by lovable queer misfits, many lost souls have found themselves within its dark walls. But Simon’s not just another lost soul, and Baz is more than the sparkling gowns he wears as armour, and together they may build something better than a place to grab a pint.

Only Creatures by @emeryhall

Rated E, 88,073 words

After Simon dumps Baz in the San Diego airport, Baz tries to be normal about it. He finishes up at LSE, gets an MSt in poetry from Oxford, dates a few men, fucks around. Then he gives up and retires to the Scottish Highlands to cultivate his “Rick Rubin beard” and “Unabomber vibe.” Everything is going just bloody brilliant. That is until Fiona shows up with some unexpected news. Oh yeah, and a porno mag featuring his ex wearing nothing but wings and a tail.

Ride 'Em Cowboy by @wolfywordweaver

Rated M, 9,673 words

Before going on a months long trip to the Midwest with his father for business, Baz is dragged to a strip club on a Cowboy Themed night for one last hurrah by his friends Dev and Niall. It just happens that at the club he meets Simon Snow, a stripper that shakes his world and makes him want things that he think he can't have. Except, maybe Simon wants those things too.

Across the Universe by @sillyunicorn

Rated T, 8,815 words

School has started, but where is Baz? And where did this cat come from? Simon searches for his missing roommate, learns to love the Beatles, and finds comfort in his new furry friend. And maybe, just maybe, what he’s been looking for has been here all along.

Take On Me by @basic-banshee

Rated T, 49,589 words

Baz Pitch is an overworked uni student who -- between his heavy course load and his shifts at his aunt's bookstore -- is stressed all the time. There are expectations on him to follow the family footsteps, and he doesn't want to deal with that right now. His aunt Fiona's bookstore is his one oasis in this (except for on poetry slam nights) and he's glad to have her -- even if she does come with her own brand of crazy. But when Simon Snow, a lit student with a short temper who's trying to distance himself from his bad history, starts working at the bookstore, Baz's life gets infinitely more stressful. Amidst bad poetry slams, author signings, getting locked in storerooms and gaining a (unwanted) roommate, Baz comes to realise that Simon Snow is so much more than he's prepared to take on.

✨Gratuitous self rec✨

In Just Seven Days (And Six Long Nights) I Can Make You a Manahhahaan! by me! @skeedelvee

Rated T, 30,109 words

Reccing this one again because I messed up and forgot I was saving it for this day's prompt before

The Popped Cherry shadow cast is in dire need of a Rocky. Simon Snow has a week to prepare for the role. The person enlisted to help bring him up to snuff? None other than the show's star (and Simon's roommate), Baz Pitch.

If you have any recs that fit the prompt that I've missed, feel free to leave them in the comments! There's plenty of gaps in my reading so there's a good chance I may not have read it

Also I've had a hard time finding if some people are here on Tumblr, so if you know someone who hasn't been tagged, feel free to leave that in the comments as well <3

[sweetfire01]

hi! i have a story suggestion, the ideas been so interesting! i know you have daddy howl and stuff, maybe this could be a new idea? im not too sure on any merman characters, but you could find some and adapt if youd like! or perhaps make an oc? anyway:

the merman was caught and trapped as a result of a circus attraction. user felt pity and decided to help him escape, though that resulted in user being shot. user was bleeding out and told the merman to leave, but he couldnt! so he took user down, blowing an airbubble for user to breathe. he took user to a healer, who gave user the ability to breathe underwater, and heal user.

merfolk are actually much larger than humans and he was around 7foot, maybe more with his tail. so user is actually tiny, and roughly the size of a merbaby. at first, the merman treats user like a normal person, but the merman realises how helpless user is. user cant swim, and water is heavy for user to walk in. so user looks like a baby learning to walk. user relies on the merman alot for support, and lets the merman carry user since it helps her get places. the merman also has to carry user when they go out, since user cant tread water or swim and will sink.

the merman holds a small feast of all the underwater foods for user to try. but user has an allergic reaction to one of the foods and cant speak anymore. user can only make babyish sounds. when they go out for treatment and shopping, the merman stumbles across a friend. the friend thinks user is a baby and this sparks something in the merman. he realises he enjoys having user helpless.

the merman actually includes the food that has caused user to not talk in each of users meal. to make sure the temporary effect lasts longer.

its a bit long T^T but this idea seems so cool! its so adaptable and theres so many things that could affect user since its an entirely new environment. if you dont want to write a story abt this pls give feedback! id love to adapt a short story about this, but either way would love to see you write on this!

not sure if it’s taken but,

🥯 anon ^w^

Oh, (bagel? donut?) anon. You don't know how much I loved and thought on this idea. 👀

Come al solito, è più breve di quanto inizialmente previsto, ma volevo darvi qualcosa da leggere.

(Tell me if there is any mistake, I'm sleepy and didn't pay attention while rereading)

PT. 1 of this new fic for which I don't have a title yet

News of the merman sighting had spread for almost a week among the fishermen and residents of the harbor, but you didn't believe it was true, much less that your boss would catch it. "First the shark and now this. The hunts are going really well and that one will make us a big profit!" He had exclaimed that evening on his return to the circus while his henchmen behind him were dragging a net with the merman inside. You all crowded around to get a good look at him, as much as you could see him under the layer of cords and cords in which he was wrapped. He must have put up a good fight against the sailors and it didn't surprise you: he was big, even if you couldn't see his full figure since his tail was tied to his torso, you could swear he was at least 2 meters , probably even more. And yet… he was no longer threatening. At least for the moment. She was breathing heavily, her head turned to the side and from under her long black hair you could see a large dark red, almost brown stain - blood, you guessed it.

"Okay, okay, stop just watching or I'll make you pay for the ticket. It's time to work." The boss called your attention "Use the tank where we had that winged woman. Check that the shackles are well fixed to the ground, then tie him up and fill him with water. Come on, go!" And with that, the two of you split up and you and someone else headed off to prepare the water. The circus consisted of a huge tent overlooking the port. At the bottom, on the side facing the sea, there was a small round tank dug into the ground and protruding just under a meter from the ground, perfect for spectators to observe everything that was inside. In this case, the shark that had been caught just a few weeks ago, a poor creature that kept swimming in circles in a space too small for it. You and your colleague climbed over the barriers while two other workers approached carrying a large, long pipe. The tub had two valves, on one side one connected to an underground pump which allowed the recirculation of water directly from the sea, and another, where you were, more external. You connected the hose to the latter just as the capturing team brought the tank in.

It had thick plates of extremely resistant glass - despite all the kicking and punching from the creatures locked inside, there wasn't even a scratch - held together by a metal structure. The base was also made of metal, with shackles for limbs firmly attached. Honestly, you didn't know why such a thing existed, nor what it could possibly be used for (besides holding your creatures) but it had been provided to you courtesy of the mayor of the city, along with the tent and the warehouse where you kept the stuff. The boss was very happy about it. And speaking of the boss… Once everything was in place and some other worker opened the side door and emptied the sandbags into the bottom of the tank, you saw him and a couple of goons approach with the merman still tied up. He must have regained consciousness considering the way he was struggling, but still he had no way to free himself.

"You're not going to escape from here that easily. Especially not after I put these on you." The boss took one of the handcuffs with a sneer. He then opened the net and knelt down, holding the creature's head still as he closed the collar around its neck, effectively fasten him to the bottom. "Oh, don't worry, it's just so you don't cause any trouble while we take the ropes off. We'll just keep you tied up by the arms, all right?" He only received a growl-like noise in response. With that, he stood up and glared at the two men who were with him. "We should be safe with him like this, but if he escapes I'll make you become food for the shark, understood? Take the two handcuffs and as soon as I free him, be quick to put them on him." So, once they were ready, he took out a knife and started cutting the ropes around his torso.

Immediately, the rest of you who were observing the scene outside the tank, saw a muscular arm flail and free itself from the bonds. One of the two men promptly grabbed him and together with the boss held him with difficulty while trying to put the handcuff on his wrist. The merman continued to flail and managed to free his other arm as well. The second man wasn't so quick to stop him and the creature threw a punch at the boss, hitting him in the face. But the throttle was now closed and soon both limbs were trapped. The boss was a sturdier man than he looked and even with drops of blood dripping from his nose he didn't give up. He took a key out of his pocket and bent down to free the prisoner's neck, while the other two ran out. He then pulled his hair, looking into his eyes. "You throw some good punches, I give you that. But I've faced creatures much bigger and more ferocious than you, don't think you can defeat me so easily. Well, at this point, not that you can really do much." He chuckled. A slick of saliva hit his forehead, mixing with blood from his nose as it fell. The boss simply assumed an amused expression, tightening his grip on his hair even more. "I like your temper. It'll be fun to see how long it takes you to give up." He let him go, allowing him to move into a more seated position as he removed the rest of the net and ropes, and quickly jumped out of the tank just a second before a long, powerful black tail wrapped and tightened where his head was.

"I told you, I know how to deal with you stupid creatures." He closed the door satisfied, leaving the prisoner to try punching and banging the glass with his tail, although the chains ensured he didn't have much room to move. "Now servants, it's your turn to work. Fill this thing with water and clean up all that sand on the floor. Night night." The boss headed towards the exit followed by the rest of his capturing team. There were only you left, a small group of a handful of people, those who carried out the most humble tasks, under the furious gaze of a merman.

[cider-est]

The full line up will take some time so for now have this!!!

Designing process under here

General thoughts: Wanted to make designs that fit the characters but also that gave the vibe that they're children (like 8-12 years old).Thats why, in some cases, the clothes dont exactly match: they're kids who are dressing themselves! Main inspiration was "cute kid clothes" from pinterest and memories from primary school lmao. Their names are also their signatures!

Pomme: Hijabi Pomme!!! My original designs for Pomme didnt have one, mostly because I wasnt sure if children that young wore hijabs (still not sure tbh, but should be fine i hope) but its cute so im keeping it. It defies gravity and has apples on it!! She has fake fairy wings that children wear, MASSIVE beret. Also she's a demon! She has a horn on her right which matches with Dapper, and a leaf shaped tail! Shes wearing light up sketchers (though I might change it in the future)

Tallullah: As you can see, theres 3 Tallullahs since i couldnt decide which design to go with. The one with a yellow jumper and the one with the poncho are more similar to popular fanon design, while the purple jacket is more "emo" (but it fits her "sensitive" personality more imo). She has a Poppy and an anvil cat pin in her beanie and some purple hearing aids. Also her hair is short because its always bothered me people making it long since her model has short hair. Like girls can have short hair too!! (its canon now too YIPPE though i drew it before she got a haircut). She's the tallest egg!

Chayenne: One of my favourite eggos, I really like the fanon design so I mostly based it off that. Only thing to note is that his floatie emotes, like it mirrors his expressions and he has swimming shorts with wave patterns. Also he's one of the shorter eggs (I find his height difference with Tallullah very cute, especially since he has a "protector" role).

Richarlyson: Again: fanon design is perfect, no notes there. Only thing I changed was I made his T-shirt MASSIVE (you cant tell since his arms are up but it is big) and hes always using a running prosthetic since he's so hyperactive, it'd be a pain to keep changing it over and over again. He has an ankle bracelet aswell, each bead one of his parents! Though I may in the future change up his hair, I dont like how I drew it😭😭.

Thanks for reading and ALSO: if you have any feedback on any of the designs Id love to hear it!

[shriekinghavoc]

And now for something a little different...

Further thoughts on these redesigns and my process below the cut.

Earth Ponies:

I wanted t make the earth ponies distinctly bigger than the pegasi and unicorns to give them something more to their lore. I never quite liked the idea that unicorns and pegasi got these special things (magic and flight) and that earth ponies were just somewhat normal or "default." I guess in fantasy terms, they're like orcs or half giant- other large fantasy races. I also decided they'd appear more like real world ponies, patterns and hooves and all. Of course, earth ponies can still be fun colors like Pinkie Pie here.

AJ in particular I wanted to make a bit ruddier. She's what Id call the most generic "horse looking" pony in the group, and that's very much intentional. I gave her a more athletic build to help with her farm work, and took off her hair band in favor of a short bob, and put a tie at the base of her tail to resemble an apple stem.

Pinkie, alternatively, got a chunky rounder design (You can't bake cake for all of your friends every day without giving the batter a taste test or ten haha) and threw various little ornaments and confetti into her hair that shoots out whenever she gets excited. I also brought the balloons in her cutie mark together to show that her parties are a way ths he brings PONIES together.

Pegasi:

In contrast to the earth ponies, I figured that pegasi would be a bit on the smaller side and their hooves are covered in a down fur like the rest of their bodies rather than being exposed, this helps them walk on clouds like the Canadian Lynx's furry paws do.

Fluttershy's eyes might look familiar to my Hawk and Dove followers. I just thought the "umbrella" eyelashes would fit her well and make her eyes look bigger without giving her the puppy dog look from the show. I also gave her bushy brows and I think her mane drags on the forest floor. Her bird friends probably take care to pull out the twigs and leaves that get wrapped in it for their own nests while she brushes other smaller animals in turn- a nice, quiet way to spend time with her animal friends at the end of the day. I also decided to simplify her cutie mark to better fit on her smaller body.

Rainbow Dash's mane, on the other hand, is cut shorter and I gave her some racing tape on her legs. Unlike Fluttershy, Rainbow preens her wings often to keep them in racing condition. It's like stretching before a jog, helping to take care of herself in the long run. Or, fly in this case.

Unicorns:

I am not immune to The Last Unicorn propaganda and neither are you. The medium size of the pony races, unicorns do have longer legs in comparison to their bodies than other ponies that end in cloven hooves from starting out in mountainous areas (as opposed to plain-dwelling earth ponies and sky-dwelling pegasi.) They also have prehensile tails and two common coat lengths (Long and short.)

Rarity is a long-haired unicorn, something a lot of unicorns wouldn't expect of a fashion pony. Many other designers with similar coats trim their hooves and coat down, but Rarity rocks her fluffy legs and chest and a lot of her designs sport flared skirts and pants to better show off and compliment her conditioned coat. This is also why I went against styling her mane, as I think she would be more inclined to let it flow as it chooses... after she goes through a rigorous treatment routine each morning and night, of course.

Twilight is a short-haired unicorn with a straighter mane and tail. I opted for a blunt end to her tail and I think she'd use it to dust her shelves and turn pages if she's using her magic for other things. I was initally worried the dark patterning on her mouth would look like a five o'clock shadow, but I still like how it brings her face together nad helps to draw attention to her glowing, pink eyes.

[orion-mp5]

Okay, so-

I'm working on a project for fun, and it has something to do with the art I posted recently....

I'M WRITING A STORY! I decided I wanna share my process with Tumblr for fun and to possibly hold myself accountable to finish it. I've only ever written short stories before, and don't entirely know what I'm doing, but if 50 Shades of Gray and Twilight can become a phenomenon, I'm sure I can at least get a few likes. Anyway- Here's a snippet!

I groan as I rest my head in my hands, the eye strain from reading for so long finally catching up to me. I’ve been rereading articles, emails, and letters for hours trying to figure out what to do for my next case. I could do a robbery case, there are quite a few missing heirlooms and break-ins, but there are also missing family members, and there are even some requests to have me investigate their bosses. I take a deep breath, slowly breathing out as I count to ten. I hear the door to my office open and sigh in relief.

I open my eyes and look up at my partner Angel. Angel looks terrifying, a black mass with a jaw full of teeth, eyes covering the side of their face, and a scar going through the biggest one. Their hooves tap on the wooden floor as they walk up to my desk, a cup of coffee in their large hands.

I take the mug from their hands, taking a sip of the coffee with a soft hum. I look back up at Angel, signing ‘thank you’ as I relax in my chair. Angel’s tail flicks in satisfaction before raising their hands to continue the conversation.

“You’re remembering to take breaks, right?” I nod as I take another sip of coffee. “Just was. My eyes were starting to hurt.”

Angel huffs, their tail flicking in annoyance. “If your eyes are being strained, you’re not taking enough breaks.” Angel crosses their arms as they glare at me. I sigh, shaking my head.

“C’mon Angle. You know I need to find more work for us to do to keep food on the table. If I wait too long, it’s gonna cause us more trouble than it’s worth.” I rest my chin on my knuckles as I look up at them, the constant furrow of my brow deepening.

Angel sighs, their eyes looking at me worriedly as they step closer, wrapping their tail around my bicep as they uncross their arms. “Alex, please. You’re always overworking yourself. It’s making me worried. We have enough money, we can take a break and splurge a bit. How about we go on a trip? You can pick what we do.” I want to argue, but I know they're right. Working this much is bad for my health, and they’d kick my ass if I kept this up. I look back at my computer, drumming my fingers onto my desk before typing into the search engine. Multiple things pop up, but what immediately catches my eye is an ad for a concert. But not just any concert-

“Tahllulah Byrne is having a concert nearby.” Angel is instantly leaning over me, trilling in excitement. The two of us have been obsessed with her music since before she became popular, so the chance to go to one of her concerts is exciting for both of us. 

I click on the link, and in a few short minutes, we have two tickets for her show in three weeks from now, seated in the middle section near the front.

“Looks like We're going to Foxwoods.”

Angel purrs as their hold on me tightens. I relax back into them, letting the tension in my shoulders subside. 

Angel and I have known each other for years, having first met at a festival. I perfectly remember how they scared a group of people by shifting into a tiger, and how they laughed in such pure delight. After that, Angel and I have been inseparable. I smile at the memory, before yawning, tears pricking my eyes.

Angel pulls away, dragging my arm with them, silently egging me to rest with them. I sigh, pressing my hands on my knees as I stand up. Angel heads upstairs ahead of me, and I stay behind to clean up my desk. I tuck the articles and letters into separate folders, organizing them by date and category before locking up the filing cabinet. 

I scan the room, looking for anything that needs to be tidied. I adjust the position of my chair before grabbing my mug and leaving the office, locking the door behind me. I take a swig of coffee before heading towards the stairwell, slowly ascending to the apartment with a wince, my body sore and creaky from sitting for so long.

I head into the living room, where Angel is already lying on the couch reading a book. I chug the rest of my coffee before placing it on the table. I sit at Angel's hooves, leaning forward to pull up the leg of my flared pants to undo the laces of my boots before kicking them off. I lay down on Angel's chest, wrapping my muscular arms around their middle. I hear Angel humming softly as I start to drift off into sleep, grateful I have them in my life.

And that was the first chapter of The Music of Murder, I hope you enjoyed!

[nom-noms-things]

My tmnt 2012 au rambling also T*cst DNI

Leo

• she still has the crouchs 2 of them in fact!

• he uses the crouchs whenever he doesn't have her prosthetic leg around the lair

• their brothers gave her a nickname at the farmhouse: Tee

• almost drowned at the farmhouse because of bigfoot when it hit the 4th month

• thought of sacrificing herself without splinter telling her this but shen interfered and told her not to but didn't listen

• Raph's twin! 2 minutes older

• hatched first but had to get help to get out of her egg or else she would die in their own egg

• got frozen in that one ice plant because why not expand her phobia of the cold to a million :)))

• hard day + training + cold = cuddles from April

Raph

• took care of his older sister/brother and cleaned them every 4 hours

• had to get help from donnie because he didn't even know what to do the first month

• bit bigfoot at the 4th month because she almost drowned leo, but didn't bite to hard

• the first time he met casey he just "I like you, you get a tail slap" and then somehow they become weird friends and then lovers at the farmhouse

• Leo's twin! Younger by 2 minutes

• helps leo sometimes move around the lair if her crutches are in her room

Donnie

• the medic of the team but is very close to losing his sanity if leo WOULD TAKE A CHILL PILL-

right right sorry this was supposed to be a chill post

• amputated Leo's leg and just left her room

• just needs coffee and sleep both are good

• will snap at you if you say anything about his brothers

• got frozen in that one ice plant like leo because somehow a dragon snuck up on them

• never really had a crush on April but he knew his sister liked april so he still kinda uh stalked her

• leo one day found out and told him to stop stalking april on the same day the mutagen containers fell from the kranng ship so that's fun

• donnie got mad at himself so he tired calling april but she blocked his number

Mikey

• happy? Yes, sad? Maybe, but is very optimistic

• likes to wear pants because she thinks she looks stylish

• still has a crush on renet but she rarely visits so she misses her a lot

• most of the time he heard raph and shen argue but when shen and leo argue its a different story

• got scared when leo got thrown through April's window and saw how his older sister/brother was barely conscious

• shen appeared in her life when she was 3 so she Dislikes her a little bit

Casey

• met the turtles at the middle of season 1 and raph almost killed him

• had a crush on BOTH leo and raph but when leo got into a 6 month coma he decided to wait and confess to raph

• is a bisexual disaster

• is 2 inches taller then raph (raph is 5'11)

• he hates math

April

• Biromantic queen!!

• she saw leo and said "why is that turtle so sad I bet can make them happy" boom dating

• she heard leo scream twice on 2 different days, one time leo had a panic attack in her own room, and the 2nd time was when donnie amputated Leo's knee

• her eyelids are yellow the more she grew up as a krrang human

• will definitely defeat someone in battle if she wants to ans has to

• leo admires her a lot

• she knows that splinter is VERY overprotective over his sons and daughter so she tries not to overstep

• her tongue is shaped like a fork

• cut her hair to kinda short (I'll design her eventually)

• she's 5'6

This took me a long time to do so please read it

[pbandjesse]

I suffered with my allergies all last night and it was terrible. I would wake up at 730 without an alarm just so dried out and uncomfortable. It was not a fun way to get up.

I would get up to get some water and wash my face. And I felt. Fine. I didn't have as much energy as yesterday. But that was fine. I didn't have as many things on my mental list.

I had a piece of cornbread for breakfast again. And started figuring out how I was going to attack the day. It was going to be very warm and I would take advantage of that later on.

I made my outfits for the week. And end t downstairs to start pulling out the stuff for the music festival market next weekend. I am frustrated that my pet shop idea isn't coming together the way I wanted. I maybe have a plan but still I was struggling with it.

I would make a list for all the things I would be selling. And would finish up the mice I started last week. They all have tails now. And I got more pins made up. They aren't all the way done yet but that shouldn't take long. I just struggled to stay motivated today.

At 930 I left to go to target. I would have a nice time walking around. Listening to music. I got my lotions and soap. I would also get some bug spray wipes for our trip. And a little Lego flower set for James because I love them so much.

I would go check out the clearance section and was disappointed by how little it is now. I found that a lot of clearances I checked out today were pretty picked over ot just very small. Disappointing. But I did find a very soft grey cropped button up for $7 so I still got something too.

I went to the craft store next to look for display stuff. But no luck. I did get two small baskets that I really like but I was frustrated still and was getting more and more upset as I kept looping the store. I just wanted to go home.

I went back to the house and decided to take advantage of the nice weather and brought the screen door to our front door so I could work on there and have a nice breeze and it worked great and not only did it make me happy, Sweetp seemed thrilled by the new sunny spot.

I would make a set up for my table. I think I have a plan now. And I would get everything put away for now. I still want to make a new sign but that's not something I had the motivation for today.

I would start working on a new stamp for the music festival. And sat in the doorway carving it. I want to do another couple passes on it but I'm happy with it so far. It was nice to have a little project.

While I was finishing tearing out the stamp I got a text from Sophia at awah asking me if I could come and sub. Super short notice, as it was 1145 and I have to be there at 1230. But lucky for them I was available. She was super grateful.

I finished what I was doing. Let my phone charge for a second. Pour a new drink. And right before I headed out I scratched the back of my leg and it wouldn't stop bleeding so I had to pause to clean that and get a bandaid. But then I was off.

I was still pretty early so I sat outside for a bit to get some color on my legs. And I just felt really happy. It was a good day.

And my class was great. Everyone was so nice. And I got to see some students who weren't there last time so it was just really nice to see them.

And I really enjoyed my two groups. They were finishing an eclipse project they started last week. And we had some issues with one was missing? But we were able to give them one that was extra and it was all okay in the end. But it was fun and a good project. And I got to teach them some painting skills, specifically that adding white can help with the opacity and cover the newspaper they were working on. And I had some really wonderful conversations. With parents and students and Naomi. Me and her had a good system going with cleaning and resetting and we had some weird stinky bottles of paint but we just laughed about it and it was really a good time. They only have one class left for the semester and I really hope I can be with them again in the fall.

I would leave there at 3 and headed over to the museum. I was very happy to see my James. I hugged on their head for a little. They did my hands felt good on their ears. Cute.

I headed to the print shop and started putting together a chase for Jesse. He wanted something we could possibly just create for couples, rather then just offering that if I'm there. A better guarantee.

Deborah was finishing a tour while I was in there and it was really nice to see her. Once her tour was over she would help me look for my old flower trays but we had no luck. So I just showed her how I made my little chases. We chose a font we thought screamed BMI. And it was fun putting it together. Jesse would come in and kept saying how cool it was. Which it is! Printing is very cool!!

I finished up my examples and checked in my James. I let them know I was going to go check out the dollar store for my market ideas. They would meet me there.

I had no luck there either. I found one thing that was a maybe but I ended up not liking it as much as I hoped. So I just got candy. And walked to five below.

I also had no luck there. Got more candy. Got a hair clip. And went to wait for James on the bench outside.

They took a few minutes because they were trying to help with a tech issue with the wedding at the museum. But then they were over and they had to quickly take my picture because my visa was declined for having the same photo as my passport photo. Apparently you need a totally different picture. They said this happens a lot. So I'm not to worried. Even though the sun was in my eyes so I'm kind of squinty.

We would walk to the grocery store and got cereal and eggs and Pop tarts. Which was $20. Which is insane. This country is a nightmare.

I was having fun with James. And we decided to go to the diner for dinner. I was kind of being weepy and was struggling to express myself. But James gets me. I love them very much.

We took the tunnel because it was a 10 minute drive vs a 30 minute drive if we didn't. And that was great because I was very hungry.

We had our dinner. I had some emails from feildtrips. One be was super complimentary about Friday and even asked me to come give an earth day talk at their school but I won't be in the country! Still very flattering to be asked.

We would head home after dinner. I felt a little off. James asked what I wanted to accomplish when we got home but my only answer was to put up the last shelf in the little room. But then when we started I got very dizzy and James told me to go lay down.

So that is what I did. And James would gather themselves and go do laundry. Which is greatly appreciated.

I would just lay here and rest. And now James is home! I am looking forward to being together tomorrow. I hope I am in a good head space and in a good mood.

I hope you all have a good night and a great day tomorrow. I love you all. Goodnight!!

[alyssasstories]

I'm a slave for you! - Part 1

I had been wanting to go to The House for a long time, but I'd never built up the courage to go. I had heard from other women that they had never had orgasms like they had there, but you had to earn your membership. The House also had rules, but the only rule anyone would tell me is that you weren't allowed to tell anyone exactly what went on in there, nor what the requirements of membership were. I knew that some women didn't succeed in earning it, but that even the attempt was worth the effort. That was obvious when I finally built up the courage to submit my application, but was told that it could take up to a year before I was allowed to enter and make the attempt at earning my membership. After I was told that my application was being considered, I was informed that I would be told 1 week ahead of time when my time to make my attempt at earning it would be. 8 months later, I finally received my invitation to The House. I wasn't told anything except the date and time to arrive at the doors and that I should wear something sexually enticing. I had 6 days to prepare, so I went shopping and bought the most enticing outfit I could find. I bought a short, red and black school girl skirt, a white, cutoff T-shirt, black thigh high stockings with a black garter belt to hold them up. I debated whether or not to wear underwear, but finally decided to wear a tie-up thong with the words "Eat Me, Fuck Me, Cum In Me" printed on the front with no bra. I added a belly chain and a black leather choker and a pair of knee high leather boots. I put my hair up in pig tails. I picked out my favorite belly button ring which had a chain of dark red hearts hanging down from it. It was really smoking hot! When the day finally came, I put on my outfit and headed to The House. When I arrived at the door, there was a sign that read "new applicants please wait outside the door. I was the first person standing out there. A few minutes later 2 other women arrived. One was a little too chubby for my tastes, but the other one was sexy as hell! We chatted a little, but eyed each other, wondering if we would end up in competition with each other for a limited number of membership slots. As we talked, a dozen or so people came up to the door, knocked and were let in. I assumed they were members. The men all wore white dress shirts with red ties and black pants and the women wore evening gowns. Everyone looked excited and really looked the three of us up and down. Five minutes before our designated time, two other people showed up, one man and one woman who told us that they were also new applicants. The man was wearing the same as the other men, minus the red tie and the woman wore what I can only describe as a chain mesh. She had massive breasts that stretched the chain mesh allowing her nipples to show through and while I could not make out her pussy, I could see a small patch of pubic hair. I almost felt over dressed! About 15 minutes late, after watching about 30 or so people enter, a man wearing only a leather thong came out and brought us inside. He took us through a large room where everyone seemed to have gathered, although it was hard to tell, because is twas so dark. He took us to a small room off to the side where a woman who was completely naked told us to sit and wait to be called. We all sat and as we waited this naked woman walked around to each of us touching us all over, making comments about our outfits and our bodies. Watching her naked body move around the room touching each of us was very erotic and it didn't take long before we were all aroused. (cont...)

[mauannacreates]

Flufftober: Feburary.

I'm doing Feburary's Flufftober by @flufftober.

As of who I wanted to do the flufftober on, I was thinking about it for a while, when I decided that I wanted to do it with Elaine and Tynan this time around. And honestly, I wanted to write a short story on them for a while, so why not.

For the art I did Elaine dancing while Tynan is watching her dance. I did it a bit differently than usual. First drawing and coloring the picture in, and then I used Krita to color it on top.

So I hope you enjoy the art and the story.

___

Sitting on the desk, Tynan eyes wants to close on him. He looks tries to look around, wait for Elaine to come back. It has been an hour since she has gone. The heaviness of his tired eyes starts to close... When a door slams open.

Tynan eyes shoots open, as his wings flaps a few times. He looks up and see the gray cat with pink hair reaching just above her shoulders. And her white streak from her hair isn’t there. How unusual.

“Elaine! What took you so long?” he asks, the hoodie going half way through his sight. He adjusts it.

She is laughing. “Tynan. You haven’t gotten ready?”

“Ready...? Ready for what?”

“Snappi invited us to a party, remember?”

And it hit him, a party. With lots of people. he remembered that conversation. The green crocodile came to their house a few weeks before.

“Hey hey! Elaine, Tynan, we’re holding a party next week. Feburary 14th, Valentines day! Do you guys want to come?”

“Oh really? Hell yeah, I want to come!” She then turned to Tynan, “Did you want to come Tynan...? I know you don’t like these sort of things, I --”

“Yeah, I can come.” he gave the most convincing smile he can manage.

He thought at the time, that it wouldn’t be that bad. But now since it is the day, he is not too sure if he wants to go.

He looks away from her.

“Is this your way of saying that you don’t want to go?” Elaine asks, with her arms on her waist.

Tynan blinks and his eyes widens. Elaine is wearing different clothing to what she usually wears. Sure, she’s still wearing white, but instead of a dress, she’s wearing white pants with a white long sleeve shirt and coat that falls just below her knees. She is also wearing black boots. He could actually see her gray tail behind her. “You’re really admiring how I look, huh?” Her mouth curves.

“Yes, Elaine. You look beautiful.” He says. If Elaine have her katana made, then she would look even more elegant.

“You want to go? Or are you starting to have second thoughts?”

“Honestly Elaine... I don’t know if I want to go...”

Elaine’s eyes widens for a second, but then she nods slow “It’s ok Tynan... We’ll just...”

A sudden knock come to the door.They look at each other before Elaine goes towards it and opens to see a stubby little green crocodile with the small dark blue T-rex holding their arm. They both are wearing top hats.

“Greetings Elaine and Tynan.” Snippy says with a small smile curving.

“Are we gonna start walking there together? But, oooh, you look so nice Elaine.”

Elaine starts to laugh, putting her arms behind her back.

“Thanks Snippy and Snappi, but Tynan doesn’t want to go today.” Elaine says, “And honestly, I don’t really want to go either.”

“Elaine!” Tynan says flapping on the top of her shoulder, “You were so looking forward to that party." He said, now remembering her talking about it at least half the time she was near him. "You can go if you want to.”

“No, it’s ok. There’s no point in it.”

Snippy and Snappi glance at each other before they face them both.They both had a smile on their face.

“I kinda expected that you didn’t want to go Tynan. Isn’t that right Snippy?”

“Yes, it's ok if you want to be alone for the day.”

Snappi gives them a disk. “Here, have this. Maybe you both will like this song.” Elaine reaches out and grabs the disk, staring at it.

“You know you didn’t have to, right? We’re not your lovers.”

“But you are a charm to have around.” Snippy says and Snappi nods.

“Ok, we will go now. Have fun~!” Snappi says as they grab Snippy’s small stubby hand and they both run off.

Elaine and Tynan watches them run for a minute before Elaine closes the door.

“Well... I guess it’s just us two.” Tynan bobs his head. As they both stare at the disk the reptiles had given them.

“Silence by Marshmello feat Khalid...”

“Who is Marshmello?” Elaine asks, and she looks as if she’s going to laugh. “Is it an actual marshmallow singing this song!?”

Tynan laughs. The thought of an actual marshmellow singing is funny to think about. “I do not know Elaine, but if they say that we’ll like it, then perhaps... We should listen to it.”

Elaine grabs the radio from the room, and puts the disk in, and closes it. Then, a red rose appears from her hand.

“Here. I nearly forgot to give this to you.”

“What...!? For me?”

“Yes.” Elaine says “I would of given a bouquet to you if you came to the party, but I decided to grab one with me in case.” She clips it onto his scarf and he looks at her.

“Elaine... Thank you.”

The song starts to play and Elaine gets up and starts to dance, and Tynan looks at her and smiles, with her arms swinging around with the rhythm.

‘I found peace in your violence

Can't tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long.

I'm in need of a savior (Savior), but I'm not asking for favors

My whole life, I've felt like a burden

I think too much, and I hate it

I'm so used to being in the wrong, I'm tired of caring

Loving never gave me a home, so I'll sit here in the silence... ’

Tynan looks away at Elaine, with tears in his eyes, Those memories he’s been keeping for so long is coming back. The song continues when Elaine looks at him. Then she runs towards him.

“Hey, Tynan. Are you ok?”

He breathes in deep and his eyes glance at her.

“I... I don’t think so...” He says, looking down from the table, looking down to the floor. “I am scared Elaine. After when they went and put her in the Telling arc. To test her and to see if they can get magic... But then... She never came back.” His feathers fluffs out, as tears couldn’t stop flowing down.

“... So we’re going to be talking about that time...?” Elaine’s ears droops. He nearly forgot that she doesn’t like talking about it either.

“I... I’m sorry I --”

“Tynan.” Elaine raises her hand. “Don’t apologise. I know it’s harder for you then it is for me. She was one of your pupils after all...”

Tynan breathes out hard. “Yes... I... Having to hide this secret. This... ‘accident’ from others... I still think there are people who think I did something bad to her. I don’t like to hide any of this.”

“I know I...” She leans towards him and her arms wraps around his body. “I don’t like it either.”

Elaine lets go and her slit eyes stares at Tynan, her eyes bent down. “But you know... Even if we are now bounded to this place... You are my partner, and I will always have your back. Ok?”

“... No matter what happens?”

Elaine nods “Yes, no matter what happens. Because we still have a duty to fulfill.” Elaine’s mouth twitches upwards “And because you’re my adorable little marshmallow.”

“Are you trying to sidestep that you’re not a marshmallow too?”

“Oh my god, no!” Elaine says as her face starts to glow red, “Shut up! I am not admitting that!”

Tynan laughs at Elaine, as she starts going on a tangent on twenty reasons on why she’s not a marshmallow.

But that is right. As long as she is there, they can go through anything together. They have gone through countless battles together, so he thinks they can get through the next series of battles, no matter what will come next.

[briamichellewrites]

58

Bria was one hundred percent real. The band introduced her to Ken when he came in to watch them rehearse. They had practiced for hours and were wanting to take a break. After everyone sat down, they were all introduced to each other. Bria was looking especially beautiful. She braided her long brown hair to keep it out of her face and it was lying on her back. It was May, so she had on a zip-up hoodie over her t-shirt and jeans.

Ken asked her about her name. Was it short for anything? No, it was just Bria. She was used to people asking if it was short for Brianne or Brianna. It was Italian, though it was also used in French. Was she Italian? No, she was French and Namibian Polish. Her father was French and her mother was born in Namibia to Polish parents.

She was looking into getting one of those DNA ancestry tests done because she was interested in learning about where her parents came from. Ken was Korean and Vietnamese Jewish. His mother was Vietnamese Jewish while his father was Korean. It was an interesting mix of cultures.

Brad asked her what she was going to do while they were gone. She was thinking about adopting a kitten. Her housekeeper gave her the go-ahead. She was also planning on spending two weeks in New York City. The apartment had a maximum number of days it could be empty before it was considered abandoned. She was working with her assistant about selling it.

They had to go through the probate court to see how she could do that since it was inherited by her. She was thinking about adopting a kitten? Yeah! She had wanted one for years but she couldn’t have one while in school. Cats were awesome.

“I read somewhere online that kittens are like toddlers and cats are like teenagers. As a teenager myself, I can totally relate to that.”

They laughed. How were they like teenagers? They were picky about when they wanted attention, they did things just to piss you off and they were messy. Kittens were like toddlers because they put stuff in their mouths, got into trouble, demanded attention constantly, and silence was not always golden. What would she name her kitten? She had no idea. Maybe something French.

Was she like a cat? No, she was a tiny hyperactive puppy that ran around in circles chasing her tail. She was probably a chihuahua who barked at everything. They laughed. The more they hung out with Bria, the more Ken realized what Mike was talking about with her. She was magnetic, beautiful, and open. He could see what he had fallen in love with. Did she know about his dream, or whatever it was? He decided to ask him that in private.

Mike was thrilled when he heard that he believed him. He apologized and agreed to take him seriously. I was wrong. He thanked him and asked what he wanted to know. Did she know about the dream? Yes, she did. She was the only one who did. They both had the same memories. When she was introduced to the band by Rob, he knew exactly who she was.

How did she die? It was pneumonia. He had held her hand while she took her last breath in the hospital. Everyone had come to say goodbye but he stayed behind because he couldn’t leave her. They knew she was dying because she had trouble breathing and her body was shutting down. She also had Lou Gehrig’s disease after suffering a Traumatic Brain Injury from a DUI accident. Her half-sister hit her while driving under the influence of drugs.

Her brain bounced around in her head, causing it to bleed. She had emergency brain surgery, along with open heart surgery to get rid of fluid in her heart. Before the accident, she was exactly what he just witnessed. She was outgoing, independent, and a joy to be around. After the accident, she lost the ability to eat and swallow.

She also became paralyzed from the waist down and was unable to talk, eat and chew. Over time, she lost control over her other muscles. She needed a feeding tube, a wheelchair, and an iPad-like monitor to communicate. Eventually, she was given a monitor with a device that tracked the movements of her eyes. When she got to the letter she wanted to use, she blinked. It then read the sentence she picked out. Using a program, it read the sentence back out loud.

She also needed diapers and was diagnosed with epilepsy. Who took care of her, besides him? His parents did. The band and her other friends also came over to spend time with her. He also hired two nurses, who worked a twelve-hour shift each five days a week. He became her caregiver and conservator. Why did he marry her? Because he wanted to take care of her.

Before the accident, they dated on and off because he had issues with commitment. He would push her away. She pushed him into getting help for his issues and he did. He decided he didn’t want to lose her, so he proposed to her. After she was discharged, he moved in with her. Despite everything, she was the one reassuring him that everything would be okay. He would ask her how she knew. She didn’t. It was just something she believed in.

“You would have loved her. She was the most incredible person. One of her favorite things was to go around the main floor of the house in her wheelchair. She did it when she had the energy to burn off. We called it the Zoomies because she would go around in circles. She also loved being in the pool because it helped her muscles feel better.”

Rob was back at Bria’s. He was in a good mood, so he was making her laugh while they were in her room. It had been a great day and he was pumped up. He was thinking about telling the band they were dating to get them off his back. What were they doing? They wanted him to find a girlfriend. Mike and Brad were worried about him spending so much time by himself. He didn’t have very many people to hang out with, so they didn’t want him to develop depression.

She was okay if he wanted to tell them about their dating. He would do that, then. Before he asked, she had her assistant make her an appointment to see her doctor about getting a birth control implant. He asked what that was. She explained that it was an implant that went under her skin on her upper arm. It had the drug that prevented her from getting pregnant.

It lasted up to four years. Nobody would know she had it. She picked up her phone and looked it up under her search history. He was handed the phone, so he could read about it. It was ninety-nine percent effective. It was the best option for her because she didn’t have to worry about remembering to take the pill at the same time every day. She had ADHD, so she would one hundred percent forget. With the implant, she didn’t have to think about it.

He handed the phone back to her. She placed it on the bed. He rolled over on top of her with his head resting on her chest. Could she come with them? That would be so cool but she might get in the way. He would make sure she didn’t. She ran her fingers through his brown hair. He kissed her as she wrapped her arms around him. She smiled at him because he was adorable.

“Ask Brad.”

“I will do that.”

She kissed his forehead before he returned his head to her chest. He wanted to stay there forever and never leave. Even though they had just started dating, he was falling in love with her. It was sexual and romantic. His longest relationship lasted two years. He wanted to be with her longer than that. Maybe forever. She took a picture of themselves together, so she could always have it. He laughed and asked her to send it to him. She promised she would.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @alina-dixon @fiickle-nia

[askcmcarscrew]

Chapter 3: Settling In And Soaring High

At Ramone’s Fashion and Paint Shop

“Alright they’re ready!” Sally shouted from the dressing room.

She had just finished helping the girls get dressed in their new clothes that Ramone had made for them. After him and the others had gotten a chance to get to know the girls and decided to make something that best fits the crusaders’ personalities.

“Well then.. What are you waiting for let’s see them.” Lightning shouted back into the closed curtains.

Seconds later Applebloom stepped out first. Wearing a sleeveless blue plaid shirt, blue jean shorts, and brown faux leather material stitched design casual knee high cowboy boots, and a M&F western twister wool cowboy hat. Good thing her mother’s ribbon hadn’t fallen off when they entered this world so Sally had tied it into a tails down bow.

“What da ya’ll think?”

Applebloom did a pose with her hand on her hip while the other holding up her hat.

“You look ok.”

Sarge gave a small shrug, while everyone else applauded her.

“Thanks ya’ll!”

She stepped off to the side giving Sweetie Belle her time in the spotlight she stepped out the dressing room. Wearing a white sleeveless mini dress with a lime green bow, light purple leggings, light purple zip side wedge boots, and a lime green glitter headband.

“How do I look?”

Sweetie Belle shyly gave a small pose holding her hands behind her back.

“You look fabulous.”

Ramone and the others applauded her and Sweetie Belle smiled moving next to Applebloom,

“Alright Scootaloo you're up! Let's see what you got!”

Lightning shouts into the dressing room and Scootaloo steps out. She's wearing an orange sleeveless T-shirt that Ramona had also cut holes in the backs for Scootaloo’s wings, a mid wash contrast jersey sleeve denim jacket to hide her wings, blue jeans, converse black classic high top sneakers, and a grey slouchy beanie.

“Well. What do ya say?”

Scootaloo gives a pose her fist up in the air and her other on her hip.

“You look awesome Scootaloo.”

Lightning and the others applauded them as they show of their new looks one more time.

. . .

Now that the girls have gotten a few lessons in how the human world works. Some new clothes to wear as well, and finally decided to tell the rest of the town about them. All that left is to decide who the girls will be staying. It took a while but Doc had decided that the girls should stay with him the first night just to get settled in. Then Applebloom will be staying with Sarge, much to his dislike, Sweetie Belle with Ramone, and Scootaloo with Lightning. So far everything looked all good, they’ve taken care of everything that needed to be done...That is...until Scootaloo asked one little question that caught everyone off guard.

“So..This is all cool and stuff. But when can I get started on my flying practice?”

Scootaloo was sitting at a table inside Flo’s V8 Cafe giving Lightning and Doc a bored look. At a loss for words they haven't even given the thought that a pegasus would not want to be stuck on the ground all day.

“Well..Scootaloo ya see we have a lot of people that visit own town quite often. And we don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be flying around. The wrong person might see you.”

Doc and the others have already explained to them what might happen if more people find out that they’re magical, talking, multi-colored ponies from an alternate world. And the thought of being taken off to some lab and experimented on...didn’t sound to fun in the girl's mind. But still Scootaloo didn't like the thought of being grounded during their entire stay here, especially for who knows how long they’ll even be here. And Scootaloo needed to practice her flying or else she’ll go stir crazy. Everyone paused to think for a moment...suddenly an idea popped into Lightning’s head.

“I got the an idea! What if Scoots goes flying at night around Willy’s Butte. It’s the perfect place and no one else will be able to see her because it’s so dark. And if they do they’ll think she’s a bird flying around. And I’ll be there to keep an eye on her to make sure nothing bad happens.”

Doc put a hand to his chin in thought.

His plan sounds possible, the fact no one will be able to she her, and Lightning standing guard keeping watch. It seems like the a pretty solid plan.

Doc was instantly snapped out of his thoughts when he found Scootaloo kneeling down in front of him, hands out front in a begging manner, and giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes imaginable. Unable to resist the sheer cuteness of it all smiled

“Sounds like the perfect plan…”

Doc was stopped mid sentence when Scootaloo jumped in his arms giving him a great big hug.

“Thank You Thank You Thank You Thank You Thank You!!!"

. . .

The sun set and the moon's now high in the sky. An excited Scootaloo cannot wait to get out, stretch her wings and finally teach herself how to fly.

“ Come on come on hurry up! I wanna get all the time I can flying!”

“Alright alright. Just let me get my jacket.”

Lightning grabbed his jacket from the bed and slipped it on, locked his door and the two head off to Willy’s Butte.

. . .

It’s been three hours already and Scootaloo still could not get herself off the ground. Lightning had automatically assumed that she already knew how to fly...Boy was he wrong. For the past three hours Scootaloo had done nothing but fall flat on her face..quite literally. Covered in cuts and bruises Scootaloo was stomping the ground, kicking dirt and rocks everywhere, pretty much throwing a tantrum right there in front of him. Then she plopped down next to a rock pulled her legs up close and started crying.

That’s it!

Lightning got up from his spot and walked over to Scootaloo kneeling down in front of her

“ Hey there Scoots you ok?”

Sob Sob…

“Aw Come on Scoots you’re not giving up are you? I thought you wanted to fly? Do you really think you’ll achieve anything by giving up every time you get frustrated?”

“...”

“You can do it if you really try.”

She looked up at him and he held out both hands

“Come on squirt. Give it another go.”

She took his hands and he lifted her up, wiping away her tears she put on a determined face and took a deep breath, opening up her wings at first getting nowhere.

“You got this Scoots! Don’t give up!”

Scootaloo looks back at him for a second she could of swore she saw Rainbow Dash standing right there turning back looking up at the sky.

This is what I want. I can’t give up,opening up her wings.

I won’t give up.flapping hard.

I won’t give in, floating off the ground.

I won’t back down, closing her eyes.

Not now. Not when I’m so close. I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I can do this. I believe in myself. I have faith in myself. I trust in myself. I trust in my heart. I’ve got the power. This is it. This is my goal. This is my dream. Everything I’ve worked so hard for. Is all for this.

Scootaloo slowly opened her eyes, looking down at Lightning she was at least 30 feet high in the sky.

“YAY! ALRIGHT SCOOTALOO YA DID IT!!!”

Lightning shouted high in the sky cheering on Scootaloo eyes widen beaming with pride Scootaloo exploded

“AWWWW YEAAAAH!!!”

shooting through the sky, and soaring up higher. Feeling that she’s finally broken free from her cage. Spreading her wings out wide and soaring, finally flying.

I’ve done it. I’ve finally done it. Lightning if it wasn’t for you I would have given up..

flying down into his arms Thank you Lightning. Thank you.

[tonowarii]

Headcanons of the Sully brothers dating a Fem! Human

Note: Since I am a sucker of human x na'vi relationships... and also this had been a request in my main account and i just decided to do it here <3 these are so short im so sorry??? and i wrote a whole friends to lovers w lo'ak mb, both of them have my heart

GIFs used are mine

N e t e y a m

If the word "protective" was a person, it'd be him no doubt

Because you're so tiny?? He can literally cover your whole face with his bare hand

Def did it once as a joke to laugh at how tiny you are and you were not amused

But also for him, tiny = needing more protection from the whole pandora world

You tripped over a huge branch once, almost breaking your exopack in the process

Let's say Neteyam nearly had a heart attack dragging you to the lab in camp to get you a "new" one

Everytime you'd go over to their place, he always have to be holding your hand/touching you in some way

Always.

It's to make sure you don't get lost from the crowd of people much much bigger and taller than you, like he described one time "you are like an ant to them, i have to be holding you so you dont get crushed"

Either your whole hand in his fist or his huge hand on your waist guiding you where to go

He knows humans are fragile but he knows you can handle yourself but- he

Just always keeps an eye out for you, always asking if you're feeling anything different or if you want something

You appreciate the gesture tho, he's so caring <3

Now, he knows you're human and he is Na'vi, things are bound to get complicated from there since..

A human, and a na'vi? it was unheard of

But Neteyam doesn't care, as long as he loves you and you love him

He'd do anything for you

Probably let you ride w his Ikran once and he was just smiling like an idiot as you were clinging to him for your whole life screaming

He's obsessed w your touch

I hc he's also touch starved so he has to be touching you in a way

In public, sure its his tail wrapped around your thigh, or his hand always on your back

Just those small subtle touches <33

You'd never want anyone else except him

Seriously would you want anything else??

OH ALSO HIS FAMILY

Tuk was so curious abt you, Kiri and Lo'ak are chill, but you were mostly close w Kiri <33

"Your hair is so nice!!" - Tuk

"Thank you, Tuk!"

Honestly Neteyam would probably b jealous since Tuk is always stealing you from him >:(

But he loves the sight of you bonding w his siblings, it makes your relationship even better, stronger somehow :D

L o ' a k

Boy was probably cautious of you at first

Kiri dragged you to their tent as you were engaged in conversation

Lo'ak was doing something when he heard your voice, making his head perk up

Who were you????

But as time passed you also meet Kiri's siblings, growing a special interest for Lo'ak <33

Soon enough you both find yourselves to be bonding, growing closer as you joined his reckless adventures

Then when Lo'ak realized he was, in fact, growing feelings for you

It had him confused.. And probably became distant w you to make sure what he was feeling was true and it wasn't some kind of stupid spur of the moment type feelings

It led to you being confused as well, why was he suddenly ignoring you all of a sudden? It kinda hurt

Lo'ak then decided to open up to his sister, Kiri, about you after a few weeks

After Lo'ak was done explaining, Kiri smacked him on the head

"Lo'ak you are probably the dumbest person I know at this moment, why don't you just go tell her how you feel!"

Bc Kiri also knows you like Lo'ak but she can't be too obvious

"(Y/N), I have to tell you something."

Oh no

You had feared that you did something that made him this distant from you, or was he going to tell you that your feelings for him were too obvious and that he couldn't be with you because of the obvious difference? Or was it maybe because he just doesn't like hanging out with you anymore-

"I'm sorry I was ignoring you, I did not mean to.. Its just.. Okay here," He hands you a flower almost bigger than the size of your hand, but it was pretty

Wait what-

"That reminded me of you... I like you, (Y/N)"

You took the flower from him and you looked at him before tackling him in a hug, jumping on him.

You look like a koala hugging a tree atp

Lo'ak almost failed to catch you as he was trapped within the hug that he wasn't used to receiving, ESPECIALLY FROM SOMEONE HE LIKED??

That was when he knew you liked him too

NOW ONTO DATING HIM

Now remember when you used to join his reckless adventures in the forest?

You still join him, but you could feel that he was now hesitant w his actions, afraid that you could get hurt from his recklessness

You reassure him that he doesn't have to worry abt you and you could handle it, just like old times

He knows that but STILL

Whenever he spots a scratch on you he'd be taking you to Kiri, asking to put that special ointment that she uses on him and Neteyam whenever they get hurt from doing something stupid

"Put it on her, I don't want it getting infected"

"Wow, since when did you become a doctor, Lo'ak?"

With every adventure you took with him, Lo'ak makes sure to pick up a bead every time to remember the moment

Bc he's going to make you a bracelet w it <33

When he finishes it and he gives it to you, he almost fell in love again w the look of adoration on your face as you thanked him over and over as you hugged him (yes he was carrying you or else you'd be hugging his leg 💀)

You never took it off and you even proudly showed it off in the lab and w his family, making him a blushy shy mess

Took you to ride on his Ikran once and he loved that you weren't afraid, but you were still clinging onto him while admiring the beauty of the Hallelujah Mountains

For Lo'ak, he can handle pda

No, he loves it

In a way he's reminded that you aren't ashamed to be with him and vice versa

He swears he's abt to go wild when you hold his pinky in public

When you both are free and hanging out in the lab he loves comparing hand sizes

And loves having your finger on his face, tracing his stripes

Its the small moments w you two that he treasures the most

He knew that you were the one, even if you were human, nothing's going to stop him from loving you

[dumbduckfan]

🐺Dating Jimmy Crystal headcanons🐺

A/n: I'm not big fan of this man, but he kinda fine

(The GIF is not mine)

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- This man would certainly spoil you.

- He's rich, of course.

- Any clothes or jewelry you like? A moment later you have it.

- Dating guy with anger issues... yaay.

- He can be impulsive. Intensely impulsive. So you calm him down to the best of your ability whenever he goes berserk.

- During bouts of aggression, he tries not to involve you. Although that's practically the only reason for your quarrels.

- But he's trying to fight it. One person had already left him because of what he was like.

- Calls you prince/princess, sometimes sugar or babe.

- Okay, when you cry/are sad Jimmy is confused, but he won't leave it that way. He's not 100% sure what to do. He will try to calm you down by speaking in a low, soft voice. He rubs your back gently, puts his lips on your neck.

- When he finds out that someone has done something to you or upset you... it might not be interesting. Crystal will make sure that person regrets this 'minor' mistake for the rest of their lives.

- Jimmy is definitely invited to various banquets and dinners, so he will take you with him. To show what everyone else can't have, to show how lucky he is, and also to show you that he cares about you.

- Sometimes you get tired of not being able to be with him for a long time because he works, so he lets you sit with him in the office and sit cuddled with him on his lap while he is doing paperwork.

- Jerry literally adores his boss, but clearly is not fond of you. He's jealous and tries to get Jimmy away from you.

- You are not impressed by his attempts, of course, but it can be annoying in itself.

- Usually, 'short' kisses lead to much longer kisses. Once Jimmy gets sticks to you, you won't get rid of him that easily.

- If not on the lips, then he loves to kiss your shoulders and neck.

- He may not seem like the hug type. But if you let him lie in your arms after a hard day, he will feel great.

- When he is in a hurry, you can give him a kiss on the cheek before he go out.

- Kisses on the cheek are also a way to calm him down. Sometimes he even starts wagging his tail gently.

- When the time comes, he introduces you to Porsha.

- "Oh my gosh, I totally love your t-shirt!" Was the first thing she said when she saw you.

- But she liked you. If you're okay with her, she's okay with you.

- If you have a long relationship with Jimmy, she will start to treat you like a second parent.

- On the subject of Porsha, sometimes you tell Jimmy he should spend more time with her. She seems quite lonely. And he, as a father, should spend at least some time with her.

- If it makes you feel uncomfortable, he will not force you, but will certainly encourage you to take a bath together.

- This guy will take you to any of the most luxurious restaurants in the city.

- Jimmy is good at choosing clothes himself, but if you find something that suits him, he'll be wearing it.

- Okay, wanna keep THIS post sfw (I don't mind writing nsft in other posts...) but calling him Big Bad Wolf (in the seductive way) is a big turn on for him😳

- He likes to have his hand on your hip. Wants everyone who decides to come close to you should think about it again.

- If he's jealous, he won't hesitate to show it.

[standreamy]

 Felt like revamping the fankids for my main headcanon of future Sonic! So here to you Skie and Chill! 

Skie and Chill are both 10 years old and they live together with Sonic and Tails, who decided to raise their own kid with the help of the other like a family and live again under the same roof as they did when they were kids themselves, since both don’t have a significant other anymore. 

Yes, both Cosmo and Amy passed away.  My main headcanon is set in the IDW universe, but it also contains the Metarex saga re-adapted. Chris is not present (Which is why i named him Chris. Full name would be Christopher but it was too long for Amy and Sonic so they kept it short), The events with Cosmo are more or less the same, but the adventure last a bit longer and Sonic has his IDW personality more, so it also portrays a closer bond with Tails.  Cosmo’s death and Tails’ missed chance at being with her put things into perspective for Sonic, who decides to admit his feeling for Amy and proposes to speed up things a bit to her. Still “taking it slow”, with him living his free life, but also actually trying to take a step further and try a romantic relationship. Years pass after the war against the Metarex, while Tails and Sonic (Now respectively 20 and 27) still go on missions, they also are more sedentary, helping out more with the Restoration, which is going under some changes, between moving headquarters and reorganising their forces.

Cosmo’s seed has blossomed into a beautiful and strong plant, which however doesn’t make flowers yet, bringing Tails to plant it in his garden, in a space where it can grow bigger.

Amy is pregnant with her and Sonic’s first child and Tails doesn’t seem particularly invested in finding a partner. One day however, the fox is involved into an attack right by his workshop and gets injured (not gravely), some of his blood ending up on Cosmo’s plant’s roots.

Imagine the surprise when a few weeks later a big sprout forms from the plant and the moment it blossoms a fox cub is found inside.  Of course the thing surprises everyone and Tails is shocked and confused. He finds himself with a baby and from some easy tests it’s clearly proved that she has both his and Cosmo’s DNA, but it’s a being on her own. The simpliest way to define her is that... she is their child, somehow.  And the plant she came from is now withered.  What a way to move on... Things are hard, but somehow Tails manages, also thanks to his friends’ help and Amy and Sonic’s presence (the latter being more a moral support than anything, or giving some pointers based on his own experience when Tails was young). However, things get rough as they seem to look better. Amy gives birth to a healthy son (Whom Sonic wanted to name Chili and Amy conceided a compromise after he brought a small cute alternate nickname), but she herself gets ill during the delivery and after a couple of years of bitter happiness and fighting against the weakness growing, she too passes away, with no regrets.  Cream steps up and becomes the new leader of the Restoration, but as much as he could try to be prepared, Sonic is left shaken much more than expected by the void she left. Trying to keep all his worries and grief bottled, he starts being distracted on missions and with his son.  That’s when, after opening up with each other, Tails and Sonic decides to move in together again (the Restoration has various sectors and resemble a village, so they live there basically but in their own area/piece of land) and, as brothers, raise the kids and try to help each other out. When one needed to grieve, to take a small breather, the other would be there to help or to cover on duties and chores.  And their friends help too! Skie and Chill are often around their other members of the Restoration, between being helpful or driving everyone crazy, and making friends with the other kids.

Don’t trust the appearances, Skie is a true tomboy and hyperactive child, while Chill is... more chill. Still very much eager to get into action, but less chaotic than his best friend.  Sometimes Sonic and Tails wonder if their kid got their personality swapped somehow with the other before being born.  Chill and Skie don’t view each other as siblings or relatives as kids. They see each other as part of the same family, just like with the other kids of the Restoration, even if with a closer and irreplacable bond, as best friends. They also don’t have a crush for each other. At least for the moment.  They don’t care a lot of putting a label, just enjoying being pals and leaving the open possibilities for the future, depending on how their bond and views will shift and evolve. But they are sure of one thing, nothing will break their relationship.

Sonic and Tails keep working to help others with the Restoration, and are often in the first line, but they try to spend time with the kids as much as they can and to enjoy the moments they have, hoping they’ll last long and knowing that in case anything happened, they would have a lot of people who would be there to take care of Skie and Chill.  Also NO. Sonic and Tails are not romantically involved with each other. They live together again as family, and they raise their kids are a couple of bros helping each other out but that’s it. Nothing romantical between them, so please if you reblog this post don’t tag it as ship.

More infos about the kiddos!

Chill greatly admires both his dad and uncle, often trying to make them proud and showing he is useful his own way. He is afraid to disappoint them more often than not and feels frustrated, because Sonic’s fighting style is more direct, he is the absolute first line of all the first lines. A legend that brings hope. And Chill can’t exactly imagine himself becoming that kind of hero. He likes Tails’s role in the team, how he acts, thinks, fight... how useful he is with his strategies and inventions. How he puts his creativity at use. However, despite how much he tries to act accordingly, Chill ends up realising he won’t fit that role either, because despite his efforts, he isn’t a genius and he won’t think as fast as Tails or naturally come to his same conclusions. Eventually, he will become a medic on the field, finding a way to help others while in the first lines without having to fight as default like his father, managing to put his creativity, adaptation skills and wish to emulate Tails but save others as Sonic at perfect use. He both has competences in normal medicine and more... “magical” one, studying the effects of creatures’ powers and Chaos and Gaia energy. He has Amy’s hammer in the bag he carries around and is skilled with it. Sonic instisted when Chris was born to give him Amy’s surname since it sounded better. He didn’t have the heart to change it after she passed. 

Skie had good fighting competences like Tails, Knuckles and Sonic, but doesn’t really excel in it, so she uses a lot her flying abilities and tricks. In the next generation of fighters there aren’t real protagonists, so the work is shared mostly. She is, however, a natural spiritual leader and often gives motivation to her teammates. Even if both her and Chill miss their mothers, she takes the thing with more bitterness. She doesn’t resent her mom, she deeply wish she met Cosmo... but maybe that’s the issue. Even if she is a fox and her Seedrian mutation is minor and genes recessive, she desperately feels like she is different in a bad way, being the last creature ever in the whole universe having Seedrian DNA and not even complete one. On a side, it’s a relief, on another, it makes her feel a confused mass of fluff. Soon it becomes a weight, due to some bullying in the first period of her childhood and the lack of informations on part of her heritage and often she feels frustrated towards her own nature. Being allergic to the flowers she herself produces when nervous doesn’t encourage her. Which kind of creature is allergic to themselves? Couldn’t she just be a normal fox? Did her dad even want her since she was born by accident? She often keeps these doubts down however and hide her turmoil with a smile and optimism, while Tails reassures that she was the most beautiful surprise that ever happened to him.

[valenhell]

From the studio that brought you “I can’t find good Byler fics in the ao3 tag”, comes:

"The Definitive Byler fic rec list"

Literally no one asked for this but because I spent the majority of last year (...and 2019, and 2018...) reading byler fics and coping with life, I thought I’d make a list of some of my absolute favorites. 

The other day I was basically starving for some byler fics and the angel @magicalfairy provided me with some of her faves so I thought I’d do the same, because I love reading, and I love all of these fics and I appreciate their writers💗 And fic writers in general, come on!

- This is a mix of long works and one-shots/short stories. - Everything is mostly fluff with a tad of angst and a lot of internalized homophobia conflict.  - Every fic is completed, except for the ones I mention that they are not. - I try my best to lay out the stories in a way that I won’t spoil you the plot but also warning you of some stuff you might don’t like. Either way, all of these fics are correctly tagged by their respective authors/owners, so read at your own risk. For better understanding, in between brackets I denote Rating, Words and quantity of Chapters. - I feel like I should clarify, none of these are narrated in the singular first person. None of that “And I told him...”, no. 

Long fics

a dream always the same (T, 99k, 35 chapters) What happened in those few weeks between the Battle of Starcourt and the Byers leaving Hawkins. Literally a satisfying and very needed fill in of season three, with a good dose of Mike’s thoughts and conflict. Mike’s characterization is specially amazing in this one. The writing style is amazing and I know the author put everything into making it historically accurate, and it was really sweet. You probably read it, it’s by the amazing sevensided here on Tumblr🧡

Spring Break (T, 120k, 14/15 chapters) The slowburn of my dreams. Lots of internalized conflict and conflict with each other. Conflict within the Party (uhh kind of), conflict with Mike and Will. Byers family has moved and the kids are visiting! Chaos. Characterization is on point. Yeah, I know it’s unfinished, but the fourteenth chapter actually serves as a pretty nice ending. 

This is where it starts (M, 148.8k, 24 chapters) Aged up characters. The Party is in college and Will disappears again, but now it’s different. Mike knows he didn’t vanish from thin air, and the discovery he and the Party end up making is pretty insane. Mystery solving/fantasy/third dimension, throw in a bit of D&D and Mike realizing some shit, and you get this marvelous fic. It’s a breath of fresh air. The world building is definitely one of the elements that stands out the most, because it’s very nicely described, it sounds like a dream and it’s completely immersive. Absolute gem of a fic. 

there’s a Starman waiting in the sky (M, 30.6k, 8 chapters) Do I need to say anything? Will is out there living his best life and Mike realizes that wow, umm, maybe his best friend looks a bit too nice with that costume... and wait, is he getting horny? It’s actually really fun and sexy.

The Evening Speaks (T, 23k, 7 chapters) In where Mike is a late-night college radio host and Will is the art student that stays up till late to catch up with Wheeler on the Mic. They flirt through songs y’all, this one is really sweet. 

heads or tails? (E, 24k, 3 chapters) Aged up characters. I know most people don’t enjoy sex in fics and with specific characters but this one is insanely well written. It’s a slowburn that commits to the tension and with every word you are grasping and anticipating their next move. I think you can find the author here on Tumblr as yousaidyes🧡

The Man of Average (M, 56.7k, 5/? chapters) Aged up characters. No but you don’t understand, the writing here is absolute gourmet. The story is exciting as well, it’s super interesting. Weirdly enough, for being very aged up characters, they are well characterized but they don’t feel like teenagers. They are naturally Mike and Will. The author really captured Mike and Will’s essence. I know, it’s unfinished and it’s updated very rarely, but this is the typical fic you can’t believe someone just posted on the internet for free. I will say though, I think it’s definitely not for everyone. Read at your own risk.

Heartstrings (E, 82.8k, 24/? chapters) Aged up characters. By the same author of The Man of Average. A collection of memories, the road to Mike and Will’s happy ever after. And fucking hell!!!!! You’ll cry and get angry, you’ll cheer for them, then you’ll want to crash their faces together because god dammit you love each other!!! But yeah, same thing here. The writing and the way the story is laid out as a nonlinear narrative is brilliant. And I also think this is one of the best Will versions I’ve read. The author might as well be the og creator of this two characters tbh. You can find the author here as mylesimeblr🧡

Sinners behind the walls (T, 1.5k, 1/1) And because I can’t stop recommending this author, a little thing of Mike tormenting himself but also being too deeply committed to Will. 

The Red Envelope series (T/E, 167K, two completed works) Something happens that Will thought was impossible and from there, pure drama and romance. Anything by this author has the potential to become your absolute favorite fic, but this series in particular is amazing. I doubt that any of you haven’t read this, but it doesn’t hurt to put it in this list. I’m pretty sure the author is serendipitous-magic on Tumblr🧡

A New Fight series (T, 91k, two completed works, one WIP) And finally the Star Wars AU that we all needed. But this isn’t your typical “Mike is Han”, “Will is Leia” and “El is Luke”, it’s way more interesting than that, and the author has appropriated the Star Wars world like no other. I’ll admit I’m not a 100% fluent in SW lore but this is amazing to me either way. This author is also on Tumblr, tea-for-one-please🧡

- Yes, most of these are (if not all), in a way, canon compliant/canonverse/canon continuation into fanon. (In a way)

One-shots and short stories

Sundae for Two, Please (G, 4.8k) Steve being the supportive friend and older brother these kids collectively need. (not Jonathan erasure, we love him). Steve is very sweet himself, and this little cute thing through his POV is gorgeous. Yes, it’s byler.

Backstage (T, 10k, 2/2) Jonathan, you forgot to mention to Will how hot your new band’s guitarist is, dude. Now he’s hyperventilating and weirdly flirting with him in the corner. Background Stonathan because why not.

102 Peach Street (G, 3.8k) Established relationship, but not only that, they are married :’’))) PURE fluff. Extreme fluffiness. Diabetes. 

sweatshirts and bottled up feelings (T, 3.2k) Or, Mike thinks that the sweatshirt Will wears looks insanely good on him. And kitchens are for lovers. 

kiss it better (T, 16.3k) Basically one of the best character studies of a few precise moments of Mike and Will’s relationship and feelings. 

will wonders ever cease (T, 11.3k) #i ship will and happiness. Omfg what a beautiful piece of fanfic. Will centric, this kid really deserves all the good in the world.

The Calm After the Storm (T, 1.6k) Tooth rotting fluff, boyfriends in love. Boyfriends being lazy, cuddling, love words, kisses. Boys loving each other’s company... Basically, Mike and Will in their element. What more can you ask for?

neither of us ready to let go (T, 4.8k) That scene from season three, but a bit of a fix it. 

Still in love (G, 1k) Domestic, married life au fluff. Y’all, I’m a sucker for established Byler, even if I can’t find many fics with it. But this is very sweet. It takes place in 2020, but I don’t think there are any mentions of the COVID-19 crisis that I remember.

I Nver Find Out ‘Til I’m Head Over Heels (G, 12.5K) Classic 5+1 fic. If you haven’t read it, where have you been? This is your moment. In where Mike keeps inviting Will to the school dances and Will thinks it’s just a joke until he realizes it’s not. 

Before You’re Gone (T, 5.9k) Will is leaving Hawkins and Mike thinks this is a great moment for a confession. This one I discovered last friday, thank you friend @magicalfairy 💗

You’re weird Wheeler (M, 4.5k) Mike unintentionally starts a tradition of going to each other to talk about their sexual encounters just after they finish. Will keeps getting more explicit with the details he shares, and he makes his best friend interested. This one is really fun y’all.

Out-Of-Town Friends (N/R, 4.6K) It’s not rated. I haven’t re- read it but I’d say it would probably fall in a T rating. So cute!! Will has new friends and sneaks off every friday and the Party doesn’t know where he is going, so Mike decides to follow him and is surprised. 

Snowed Under (G, 1.3k) By the same author of The New Fight series. Mike is spending christmas by himself in college because a snowstorm hits Chicago and Nancy can’t drive to see him, but then he has a surprise visitor. Ahhh just a lil sweet holiday fic. Super cute. 

you love me anyway series (T, 7.1k, three completed works) Literally just the cutest thing ever. Established Byler. Will loves to take pictures and he loves taking pictures of Mike. It’s adorable. 

you wanna be friends forever (i can think of something better) (T, 9k) This one is so amazing. So. Amazing. From Will’s POV, my kid deserves the world and he gets it. 

okay not to be okay (T, 4.9k) Mike is a bit sad but then everything is okay. 

can’t hold out forever (G, 18.4k) Y’all!!!!! 5+1 sweetness. Mike has been falling in love since kindergarten. And it’s long af, you’ll enjoy it. 

even if it takes forever (G, 1.3k) College short AU, they miss each other, they love each other, they promise all to each other. It is sappy y’all.

clear as day (N/R, 18.4K, 4 chapters) It’s not rated, but I’d say it falls in the T category. Strangers to friends to lovers. And also, everyone is pretty gay; we have our dynamic trio Mike, Max and El as disaster lesbians (and gay). Will works at the library and he is also gay. Lucas and Dustin and Will are the best friends we needed. It’s very sweet and the Party is kind of formed here!

I went overboard with the one-shots, so you must have realized how much I love long one-shots and I favor them over long works lmao but they are all amazing!!! If it’s on this list, I probably read it at 2 am, sobbing in my bed. So. Hope you enjoy it☺️🧡