#also we are on the top floor so the rain is on the roof and I can hear it very clearly which is now

[disneyprincessdxminatrix]

ohhh it just started raining when I laid down in bed I’m gonna sleep so well tonight 🥰

[nightingale-prompts]

Energy Levels-Batboy AU-DCxDP

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Dealing with Danny's energy level has gotten 10 times worse. Dick remembered dealing with Beast's bursts of energy but even he got tired after a good wrestle with anyone willing to take on a bear. But Danny's new full transformations are smaller than Beast's transformations with twice the energy. If Dick wanted to get sleep he needed reinforcements.

So a trip to Titans Tower was needed. Before Dick could park Danny had rolled down a window and flew to the landing pad on the roof.

Batboy had certainly changed since his regeneration. The new wings have done a lot. Dick didn't get it when Danny described the process of blending dragon and bat muscle and bone formations. Dick didn't even know Danny had a dragon friend. Dick also didn't mention that sometimes Danny looked like a gargoyle when his wings rested on his back and not around him like normal.

Still, Danny was happy. Well...happier. Sometimes Danny would still blankly stare out at the city at night deep in thought. Like he was searching for something but knew he'd never find it.

Danny also didn't call him dad again. Dick never mentioned it. Danny did have mixed feelings about parents.

When Dick finally made it to the top floor Danny had already pounced on Gar. The two were in the middle of a tug-of-war as wolves. It wasn't a fair battle either as Beast was twice as big.

Wally almost felt bad for encouraging Danny. Almost. He took pictures of Beast being able to drag Danny around by the rope.

But there is a funny thing about wolf instincts. Adult wolves will always give in to pups. If a pup wants something the adult will let them have it. It's called puppy privilege. Like it or not Gar eventually surrendered the rope and let Danny fun off with it.

"Sorry, he's been like for a solid week." Dick immediately apologized.

"We are just glad he is alright. He's certainly more spirited than last time. Although his size-shifting last time left us confused." Starfire said patting Danny on the head.

The wolf dropped the rope before bounding back over to Gar and picking another fight.

Honestly, Garfield was thrilled to finally have another animal shapeshifting buddy. He considered asking Nightwing to let Batboy be his sidekick. Make him the new Beastboy.

After a few more rounds Batboy finally settled down after a race around the training course. The team managed to get some data on him after the other Titans arrived. Tim was the one to type out the data and send it out.

The others were just excited to have a potential new member like Supergirl. There was a debate however on whether Batboy was closer to being their generation's Beastboy or if he's technically a Robin.

All the while Dick took a long nap without Danny there to run or fly around the house to wake him.

*elsewhere in Gotham City*

A tiny dirty kitten trembled in the cold rain. Her sharp green eyes tried to see through the wet smog. A weak mew couldn't break through the sound of rain on the pavement.

"Oh, poor thing." A voice broke through the thundering force that pelted her.

A pair of chilled hands lifted her off the ground and tucked her into a jacket and carried her away.

[rainydaydream-gal18]

(The Bad Batch) A Rainy Evening With Him

Author's Note: Happy Bad Batch eve! I hope you enjoy!

Warning: Storms, Established Relationship, Fluff

The air on Pabu was rather humid. Well, it always was. But you detected something else in the air late that afternoon in the middle of a project. You paused your task to look up at the sky, noting the gray clouds that were gradually rolling in. The wind picked up and tugged at a nearby banner so hard that you could hear the fabric whipping repeatedly.

The citizens of Pabu began to pack up and head indoors. Boats were making their way in for the evening. No one was panicked. There was no rush. Everyone was moving in an unhurried, orderly manner, but with purpose.

You looked around for a particular Bad Batcher in hopes of finding him before the rainstorm began...

Hunter:

It seemed as if Hunter had been looking for you too. You saw him standing at the base of a stairwell, tilting his head to search the crowd of people making their way to their homes. When he locked eyes with you, that familiar smile crossed his features. He took your hand, drawing you closer to him.

"Storm's coming," he said. "But you already knew that. it's nothing major, but it's not the kind of weather to be working in."

"Ah, so that's why everyone's making their exit," you said, glancing around. Hunter nodded and began leading you up the stairs, off toward where the Batch's quarters were.

Just as you made it to the patio, a few droplets fell on your skin. You and Hunter both walked under the cover of the patio, watching as more drops fell, speckling the stone floor outside. It was a quaint little patio with a cushioned swing. You gave Hunter's hand a tug and went over to sink into the cushion comfortably. He followed the unspoken request, pressing his leg against yours as you both sat side-by-side on the swing.

Hunter put an arm around you, and you leaned into the contact. His warm scent mingled with the salty sea air, like a sandalwood candle.

"I love this weather," you admitted. "Sunny days are great, but there's something about a little rainstorm once in a while."

He nodded in agreement. "The air smells good."

After that, neither of you felt the need to say anything more.

He planted a kiss on your head, and the two of you enjoyed the wind and the sound of the rain falling on the top of the patio, until it was time to go inside.

Wrecker:

You saw Wrecker on the docks, having just come in from fishing on a boat. He smiled when he saw you, strutting over to give you a big hug in greeting.

"They said there's a storm, so we are done for the day," he informed you, setting you down gently. His hand didn't release yours. "We should probably get back before the rain hits."

"Good idea," you replied with a nod. The two of you moved with the steady flow of the crowd as they headed back to their homes. There was no hurry, even as the wind continued to pick up and blow palm tree leaves around. By the time you reached the first stairwell, a few droplets of rain fell on your cheeks and hand.

"Oh, it's starting!" you remarked, showing him the drop on your hand. Wrecker grinned as a few fell on him also, and the two of you automatically began to move just a little faster. The crowds had cleared for the most part, so you could pick up your pace.

At one point, Wrecker just lifted you up and carried you up the final set of stairs, with the both of you laughing in glee as the rain started to pour. He barreled into the Bad Batch's living quarters, quickly plopped you down on the nearest cushion, and shut the door. Your body shook with laughter as you got to work on gathering some blankets and pillows. Wrecker helped you make a little spot for the two of you to curl up under some blankets and watch the rain.

Wrecker held you securely against his chest, his arm extended, so that you could rest your head on it beside him. The rain began its barrage on the roof and against the windows, but it began to fade into a dull sound in the distance as you focused on Wrecker's breathing and the low rumble of his voice as you both talked.

Tech:

You made your way to the one place you knew Tech would be. Normally, he'd be out working on projects somewhere across Pabu; but after the Bad Batch's latest mission, the current ship the squad occupied needed some fine-tuning.

Okay, perhaps a little more than fine-tuning.

The thud of your shoes on the ramp paused as you stopped to take in the state of the weather once more. Things had certainly moved along since you began your trek to the ship. Rain clouds cast the island in a gray darkness, though you could still see the sun peeking out in the distance.

One drop plummeting to the sand turned into two, and then that turned into many. Pretty soon, it became a downpour. You closed your eyes to enjoy one more gust of wind before climbing the rest of the way up the ramp. You walked down the hall of the dark ship rounded the corner to see the incredible mind himself seated in the cockpit.

He seemed to be running a diagnostic to finalize the repair process on his datapad. He heard your approach and looked up.

"Oh, hello." He greeted you in a light, airy tone as he adjusted his goggles. "I saw the storm, and I was just about to comm you."

You smiled affectionately at his concern. "Well, I'm here. How's it looking?" You leaned over to peek at his datapad over his shoulder, and he scrolled through the results of the scan for you to see.

"It took me all morning and this afternoon, but everything seems to be in order."

"That's great. I'm glad to hear that." You took a seat in the co-pilot's chair, watching the ripples of rainwater pounding against the shield of the ship. "It's so beautiful out."

Tech's gaze found yours again, waiting for you to elaborate.

"I just like rain every now and then. The air smells so fresh, and the wind feels kind of exhilarating."

"I can relate in finding beauty in it," he agreed. "Although, I am glad to have completed the repairs before the shift in weather. It would've been...inconvenient."

You nodded. "Certainly." While Tech went back to finalizing his work, you smiled at an idea that popped into your head. You rose from the chair and headed into the back to grab some blankets and pillows from the bunks. When you returned, Tech looked up curiously to see you arranging them just so on the floor beside some crates in the hall.

You extended your hand toward him, motioning for him to join you. "Now that you're done, come sit with me?"

Tech typed something out lightning fast on his datapad before shutting it off. To your delight, he sat down against the crates and opened his arm for you to scooch in up against his side.

"This is...nice," he said, gazing down at you with a soft smile on his You breathed in his scent, exhaling contentedly as you rested your head against his shoulder.

With the rain pounding against the hull of the ship, you two spent the rest of the stormy evening just talking and exchanging a kiss or two.

Echo:

You were already inside the Bad Batch's quarters, shaking the rain from you, when the front door opened. Echo entered, glancing around as if he were looking for you. When he saw you, his whole expression lightened.

"I had a feeling you'd be here," he said. "That storm rolled in pretty fast."

"Yeah, it sure did," you replied, taking his hand in yours and giving him a soft kiss on the lips in greeting. "Isn't it nice, though? We get to relax for the rest of the evening."

He seemed entranced by the kiss and nodded. "Uh-huh, very nice."

"Want to get cozy on the couch?"

Echo nodded at the proposition, and you snatched up a throw blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over the both of you as you curled up on the couch together.

You laid your head on Echo's chest, listening to his heartbeat thrum within it. His hand rested on your back, occasionally patting it gently. Your gazes were fixed on the nearest glass window where you saw the wind carrying all sorts of tropical leaves in a flurry. The rain continued to escalate, and you sighed deeply in contentment.

Neither you nor Echo felt the need to speak for a while. You simply enjoyed the sounds of the storm outside and the close contact. At some point, the rise and fall of Echo's chest became slower, deeper. You realized that he had fallen asleep, and you smiled to yourself. Planting a kiss on his chin before settling back in, you let your own breathing slow. It wasn't long before your eyes grew so heavy that they fell shut, and you fell asleep.

Crosshair:

As soon as you'd heard that everyone was heading home for the evening, you started looking for one person in particular. Crosshair found you first, approaching you after you'd hardly begun your own search.

"It's nothing serious," he told you when you took his hand. "But it's nearly the end of the day anyway, so people are going home."

"Works for me," you replied, giving his hand a squeeze. He began to lead the way through the throngs of people making their way toward the steps. You relished the way his hand felt in yours, and the way the wind blew so fiercely against your skin, and the way it felt like you were breathing in the freshest air with each gust.

You and Crosshair made it to the Bad Batch's quarters and went inside just as the rain began to fall. You couldn't help but remain at the doorway with your hand resting on the glass, watching the gray clouds rolling over the island and he way the trees danced in the wind.

Crosshair had initially walked halfway across the room, but when he paused and noticed where you stood, he backtracked and returned to your side. He propped the door open and slid down to sit right in the doorway, looking up at you in an unspoken offer.

You smiled and scooched in next to him, breathing a sigh as you rested your head against his shoulder and felt another gust of wind blow over you. It made you shiver, and yet you felt so cozy.

"Thank you," you whispered, and you felt Crosshair's chin rest on your head in response. His arm wrapped around you gently and took hold of your hand.

A comfortable silence fell over you both as you watched the storm. You would exchange the occasional kiss, and you both stayed like that for some time, enjoying each other's company and also the weather...

[generalsmemories]

[ Request ] It's a rainy day out.. what do Jing yuan & the reader usually do in this weather?

This could be HCs or a drabble ( Please make it the fluff genre )

Thank you! :) ( LOVE YOUR JING YUAN LAYOUT BTW )

the pitter patter of the rain

✧ jing yuan x gn!reader

✧ synopsis: under the gentle sound of rain there's only you and jing yuan... along with mimi of course.

✧ content: established relationship & fluff

✧ a/n: guess who absolutely lost it upon hearing this man speak in the special program for 1.2? yes. it was me. so here we are. i bring forth a gentle fluffy piece today. and EEE THANK YOU! THE HEADER ONLY TOOK ME LIKE 20 MINUTES BUT IM GLAD IT'S TO YOUR LIKING ANON !!!

Jing Yuan loved when the weather in Xianzhou were set to become rainy throughout the entire day. It would mean a certain set of events were more than certainly bound to happen.

He would be able to avoid being at the Divine of Foresight and doing paperwork with easy accesibility for everyone else to come and find him, because no one likes to travel back and forth in the rain.

He could stay home when he negotiaties the terms with both Qingzu and the other commissioners on a set amount of papers he has to look through to further advance the Xianzhou.

He would have your undivided attention (if he manages to shoo both Yanqing and Mimi away) because you too, liked to stay inside when it rained.

And as he expected, the first and second point came to pass without any trouble, but as he slid the door open announcing that he was home, he was met with silence. He was sure that the rain wouldn't stop Yanqing from traveling to the training grounds and continuing to swing his sword, to which was proven true when he noticed that Yanqings' shoes were missing from the entryway. As Jing Yuan ventured further inside the house, he was able to hear the gentle breeze rustle through the curtains, the wind chimes loudly ringing from the added wind from the pouring rain.

And outside laying on the wooden floor of the veranda while gazing out towards the koi pond in the garden were you. You were just out of reach from the splattering raindrops to hit you, but close enough to hear the rain hit the rocks, roof and pond. You were also clearly awake, Jing Yuan could tell by the hand that is threading through Mimi's mane whose head was resting on top of your stomach, while the upper body was covering your lower half like a blanket.

Truly a serene view, but his third point had yet come to pass because you hadn't even greeted him home.

Which meant that your attention was solely on Mimi and the splattering of rain hitting the ground or pond in front of you. But not him.

So with a small chuckle he made his way over to you, "It's quite saddening to be met with silence when I announce my early return home, you know?" Jing Yuan tells you when he's within earshot, you merely turn your gaze away from the pond to stare at him, eyes crinkling as you give him a smile, "Welcome home, Jing Yuan," you say with a grin, "Although I knew you would come home early."

He knew you were already aware of the fact he would return early, so Jing Yuan doesn't comment any further besides setting down the scrolls he took home to read through beside your head. And as if on instinct, you crane your head up from the ground so Jing Yuan's legs can settle on the spot instead. The general merely places a hand beneath your head to ease the strain on your neck while he finds a comfortable position on the ground before he gently places your head back on his thigh. You hum in affirmation, shuffling a tiny bit to get comfortable.

Mimi lets out a growl at your sudden movements, and you stop moving around while letting out a laugh, ruffling her mane quickly before squishing the cheeks together and making the lion look at you, "Sorry Mimi ~ Did I disturb your nap?" you coo softly, Jing Yuan letting out a snort at the use of baby voice. He uses one hand to open up the scrolls besides him while his other hand is busy twirling your bunched up hair by his thigh through various loops around his fingers, "Mimi may have gotten her nap interrupted, but Jing Yuan is lonely," he coos absentmindely, attention still on the scrolls which makes you let out a laugh.

Letting Mimi's head fall back down onto your stomach, you direct your attention back up at the general, who looks away from the contents of the scroll beside him to cock his head to the side, his usual grin still painting his lips. Your arm reaches up to him, to which Jing Yuan is quick to bend his head so that you can pat his head and thread your fingers through his hair, brushing away the bangs that cover his other eye to get a proper look at him.

"Why is our general acting so cute today, hmm?" you wonder out loud, Jing Yuan freeing his fingers from your hair to cup your cheek, thumb caressing your skin softly, you merely turn your head a bit to kiss the inside of his palm, "Because the general hasn't gotten his words of affirmation for his hard work today," he jokes back.

And as Jing Yuan watches your body shake with constrained laughter, his gaze softens. Breathing in the humid air from the rain that's starting to pour down hard - such serene moments with you could truly only be obtainable by the amount of work he has done over the years to keep Xianzhou peaceful.

As mundane as it is, he's somewhat glad that he's put himself in such a mundane routine for the sakes of moments like these.

"There, there, our cute general has done so well today," you praise, ruffling his hair, "What does he want for a reward for his good work, hmm?" you joke, to which Jing Yuan playfully rolls his eyes, only moving his thigh a bit as a signal to make you arch your neck up so he can lean down further and connect your lips.

He truly loved the rainy days onboard the Xianzhou.

[brights-place]

⋆˚࿔ 【 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞‼ - Ch.5 - 7】 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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๋࣭ ⭑ ❝ 【Prologue - Ch.5 -7】❞𝜗𝜚˚⋆

The two walked down the pathway as [Name] seemed to notice how the pathway stone turned into dirt and gravel along with some stones along the path that seemed to start having cracks. dents and part chipped off as the girl glanced to Crowley who was humming happily twirling his staff in his hand before stopping and tapping it against the floor as Crowley beamed towards the girl.

"Here we are" Crowley grinned gesturing a gloved hand towards something on top of a hill as her eyes squinting as she tried to make out the outline of the dorm in the darkness of the night. The dim lanterns seated upon stone columns lining the path did little to show the surroundings.

The sound of creaking was heard causing the girl to tense up for a moment as Crowley paused when he noticed [Name] awkwardly tense up "Well... It has some charm" she said biting her lip as Crowley nodded his head with a smile spreading across his face. "Right, right. I knew you'd agree! Now come on" he said waving a hand for her to follow him once more.

Heading over to a broken and rusted fence. The headmaster placed a gloved hand upon the rusty iron gate before quickly drawing it back a small noise of distaste came from him wiping the small grime on his gloved hand into his pants and using his cane to open the gate.

It let out an ear-splitting metallic screech it's hinges scraping over the other as [Name] winced at the noise "For Ogre's Sake that sounds even worse then duchess swan when she sings.."  Crowley didn't seem too affected by the noise though, probably used to things as loud as that.  Crowley glanced over to [Name] "Duchess Swan..? is she perchance a duchess you know?" "Oh no uhm she's a girl from my school she's the next swan queen in her fairytale" "So you have connections with...Royals?" "You could say that but from where I'm from there are Royals and Rebels. It's a whole thing" Crowley's lips quirked up "Oh? How interesting" his gloved hand reached to tap against his chin before he spoke "A child of seven... and a school filled with Royals and Rebels.." 

Crowley grinned once more as he tapped the bottom of his cane on the ground a few times. Clearing his throat he stepped onto the uneven path that lay beyond "Please, come inside." He suggested, beginning to walk down the path towards the dorm. [Name] stared puzzled at Crowley and his mutterings her hand awkwardly fiddling with the robe she was still wearing lifting it up as her boots hit the pavement following behind Crowley.

Squinting [Name] tried to make out the damage in the darkness before glancing back at Crowley who was in front of the wooden doors opening them with his cane smiling ushering her inside as [Name] peeked through the doors of her new found home where she would have to stay for the next couple of days.

She couldn't help but grimace at the holes in the roofing and chunks missing from the walls, windows boarded up whether there was cracked glass or none at all. One of the stone columns that supported the porch covering had crumbled the walls peeling as She entered first followed by Crowley who was smiling.

"It is a little run down, but I believe it will provide shelter from the wind and rain." Crowley commented, stepping to the side as he continued further into the main room as [Name] glanced at the male as she sighed smiling softly still looking around lifting up her foot when a bug crawled on the floor "It's more than enough, thank you." [Name] gagged at seeing the amounts of cobwebs but she could clean it up easily "Are you sure you don't mind letting me stay in such a... Nice house?" "Not at all." Crowley answered giving the girl with highlights a smile rings glinting slightly.

There were picture frames that' was tilted against the wall. There were holes in the wooden flooring the wallpaper obviously peeling but also shredded. There were big plush seats, but their fabric was all scratched up the stuffing spilling out of holes. The stairs that were suppose to head upstairs was molded and some planks broken cobwebs on the railing.

It was kinda easy to see all the cobwebs that decorated everything and the dust that flew up in the air with every step. "Regarding your soul having been summoned here...since the school owns the mirror of darkness we at the college are partly to blame for the mishap." 

"So, for the time being..." Crowley turned his gaze to the ground "...We will provide these lodgings free of charge..." Crowley's hands twitched as if he was gonna do another dramatic monologue about the money being wasted on her for the next few days.

Crowley glanced back up at the girl hands moving to his hips "I'm going back to do more research and gather things. Make yourself at home." "Thank you..." [Name] smiled before pausing when hearing the sound of rattling her eyes snapping up to the chandelier above the two.  [Name] quickly moved out of the way standing beside Crowley as a loud snap was heard the chandelier crashing down as the metal and glass chandelier hit the floor her eyes widening "The chandelier broke... it's okay don't panic..." a laugh echoed within the walls of the building she was standing in Crowley un-phased as the laughing continued "Heeheee what a shame! It missed" [Name] couldn't help but stare in shock as her robe was tugged on  the girl flinching as she blinked before sighing "Okay let's panic" she muttered at the thought of ghosts. Something soon floated through her body causing her to shiver eyes widening staring down to see a fluffy marshmallow of a body going through her body a plump ghost grinned up to her tipping its top hat as it had a cloak wrapped around it's neck and over it's shoulder. The ghost floating around her "Welcome to our castle" [Name] paused before touching her body "Did you just phase through me?" her e/c eyes widening. "That's what ghosts do" Crowley said un-phased as [Name] deadpanned at him as Crowley smiled "Oh yes I forgot to tell you" "You think?" Crowley waved off her comment "Some mischievous ghosts decided to stay here that is why the place in abandoned" Soon the plump ghost floated above joining two other ghosts the three of them floating in a circle like vultures eyeing it's prey. "It's been awhile since we had visitors" "Make yourselves at home" another ghost said the three of them grinning at the h/c girl with purple highlights who were staring at them. Crowley glanced to the girl trying to pick up on her reaction on the ghosts that soon appeared in front of her face grinning. The large ghost grinned "Oh... It's been awhile since we had new friends" Then ghost on it's right grinned eyes widening leaning closer "OH I know! Wanna try to becoming a ghost?" a laugh came from them their eyes unsettlingly shrinking "The after life's a real blast. There's no death. No suffering" The air was tense around them before a laugh came from the girls lips causing the ghosts eyes to widen "pfft- I'm sorry I'm sorry but this really is such a page turner. I think you'd get along with the other monsters in Ever after high they all try to play into their role as well" The Ghosts blinked at her as if she was some sort of specimen.  She smiled hand leaving from covering her smile as she stared at them "So this place has ghosts too? I'm also going to have to become a ghost, but I hope we can get along as some sort of roommates for my stay?" Silence filled the trio but the ghosts blinked before nodding awkwardly "Uhm sure... No sweat" the three ghosts turned to each other whispering in hushed tones "She's not scared?" "And I thought we were finally gonna have some fun... but you know there's this thing around her" "Yeah I can feel it too.. haven't felt that type of energy in years" the ghosts continued to whisper to one another as Crowley placed a hand onto the girls shoulder.

"As I'd expect from someone with your status ahem.. The other students are far to scared to approach this place"  [name] blinked at him nodding "Well I can start cleaning" she smiled rolling up the sleeves of her robe before pausing when it rolled back down as she sighed planning on taking it off and putting it to the side so she can use her magic properly.

Crowley spoke interrupting her thoughts "I'm not done talking yet" Crowley raised a finger pointing at the girl smiling "I said that I would let you live here free of charge, but that doesn't mean I can't simply let you mooch of me until you get back to your world. Food and clothing will have to come out of your own pocket" [Name] side eyed Crowley "Payment...?" [Name] side eyed Crowley "Uhm sure" she muttered her hand going into her pockets in her skirt taking out a small wallet that had an engraving on it. A raven bird embroided onto it a poisoned apple in it's mouth. 

Crowley's attention took notice of not only the shining gold coin but the wallet and the embroidery "How many gold charms do you need?" the raven masked male quickly snapped his attention to the girl opening his hand out as she placed a gold coin awkwardly so he could see it "Why I've never seen such currency" his fingers playing with the coin checking the sides of it. one side having a crown the other having a golden heart with wings. 

His focus turned to the girl who closed her wallet putting it back inside her pockets staring at Crowley who sighed putting the coin inside a pocket of his vest sighing "I'm afraid I can't accept this as payment. If ONLY there was something else you could offer me." A smile reached Crowley's face "You would be useful to be apart of a maintenance team right-" "I'll teach the history of my world, give examples and I can teach and learn the differences the magic here compared to ever after high in return the best I can" Crowley froze "Huh?" "I cannot do maintenance well enough but I can exchange it with my knowledge of my world for you" Crowley blinked pursing his lips and looked down to the floor thinking as [Name] tensed.

Crowley glanced back over to the girl with a slight golden glare before beaming "Why of course! such a great idea!" he clapped his gloved hands together "If so I would also allow you to use the library to gather information about how to get back to your world! For I am so gracious" [Name] sighed in relief "Though I do want one thing in return first! after that I will take you up on your offer about learning about your world! If it interests me more though I would love you to teach our professors to see if we can be able to try some things with your help... if you also exceed past the year level of a first year my... I'd love to see how helpful it will be." For a moment [Name] could feel a shift in Crowley's voice for a moment. Crowley grinned once more "How kind am I to offer and accept such things from you!" Crowley grinned as [Name] sighed in relief unaware of how his eyes squinted at her the gold in his eyes glinting. "Well then for my quick little favor before we start the official deal I'd like you to help clean up just for a moment, since our school is so vast it would take so long to do I'll just ask to you to clean main street, which extends from the entrance gate to the library for now" [Name] blinked nodding slowly "By the way I still haven't gotten your full name" [Name] blinked before smiling awkwardly at the thought of giving her name and his reaction. If her mother may have existed in this world does that mean do they know who she was? would she have to re-build her status again? was she still feared? [Name] smiled "[Name] Raven Queen..." Crowley nodded his head "Very well then Ms. Queen from tomorrow on you will be known as the exchange student and assistant professor in what was it called? ah yes Ever after high now if you excuse me I'll be off!" He beamed as Crowley  proceeded to start walking away before stopping and speaking over his shoulder "Don't go wandering around the school! Goodbye!" And with that he left the girl in the ramshackle dorm.

[Name] looked around sighing as she took off the robe and placed it on a box a flurry of dust flew up in the corner, only to slowly fall back down. Her hand reached up to her head when feeling something wet hit her forehead her eyebrows knitting with confusion hand coming to wipe the droplet off her forehead. Barley having time to open her mouth to speak a flurry of patters hit the roof along with the open spaces of it the liquid began to trickle onto the area creating a small puddle [Name] quickly going under a small area that was covered by wood as she sighed rolling up her sleeves raising her hands a purple glowing coming out of it. She cleared her throat before speaking ""From crack and chip, and fractured line, A magic touch, to intertwine." her hands twitched as a waft of purple mist wrapped around some planks her eyes glowing a slight bright purple colour "Like threads of silk, so strong and true, The broken pieces bond-" moving her hands as some planks from the floor on the side went to cover the hole on the roof before she flinched at a noise that echoed throughout the room "Hyiii! It's really coming down!" A familiar voice echoed. A small grey figure pushed out the front half of its body from stretching out in to relax his muscles after being curled up in a tight position.

"Being a pillow is much harder than it seems." He mumbled pushing out his backside as he kneaded the torn seating in the plush seat beside the window. [Names] jaw dropped as she stopped casting her spell the purple fading as Grim leaned back doing a strange backwards stretch while his tail stuck out before hopping off the couch seeing the girls face of shock "Gyahaha! You've got this stupid look on your face like a spider being attacked by a water gun!"

"I'll have no trouble sneaking back into school." Grim grinned entirely sure of himself as he began to march past her as [Name] blinked before speaking "Hold on a moment" her hand grabbing the back of Grim's neck the cat freezing his paws were off the ground once more, Grim batted at the girls hand with his front paws "LET ME GOOOO" Grim flailed around "If you think getting thrown out is gonna make me give up on getting in you've got another thing coming!" He states, tail lashing about below him.

[Name[ stared at the cat raising a brow staring at him "Why do you want to get into this school so badly?" She questioned "That's simple!" Grim stated tilting his face up as he looked down his nose at her once more, despite being at a lower level. "I'm a genius who is destined to be a great magician!" her e/c eyes filled with slight sincerity  "I've been waiting for the Ebony Carriage to come pick me up. But...but..." Grim's words trailed off as his ears flattened against his head once more.

"Hmph!" Grim quietly huffed blue eyes becoming lidded as he gave her an unimpressed look almost as if he was disappointed in her "The Dark Mirror just doesn't have an eye for this." He stated gesturing at himself with a paw "So, that's why I came here myself." Grim continued smirking as he crossed his paws over his chest.

A small noise came from the girl Grim not hearing the noise she made "Not letting me in would be a loss for the world. Humans just don't get it." He finished. A sigh came from [Name] "Your really passionate about this" Grim crosses his paws as [Name] sighed before feeling some droplets of water hit her as she paused "oh right" "Nyaa! So Colddd!" Grim complained as he hurriedly shook his body trying to get all the water off his fur. He held his breath for a moment, making the blue flames in his ears flare back to their normal intensity, relighting them with whatever from the small flicker they'd been turned into.

"The roof is leakingggg!" Grim whined looking up at the roof before shaking his head as another droplet fell on his nose "Fgyaaa! It keeps comingggg!" Grim cried hiding in a covered area "My adorable ear flames are gonna go out at this rate!!" He complained.

"Magic should fix this up real quick." Grim whined "Well-" "....Wha, you can't use magic? Pfft! You're useless!" Grim cried out mockingly "Actually I can but you interrupted me with your whining and maybe you should be scolded" she stated picking grim back up once more from the back of his neck hovering him over the water slightly as Grim let out a cry of shock squirming in her hold before hurriedly covering his ears with his paws trying to keep the flames from going out.

"It's colddd! Human stoppp!" He whined desperately trying to keep his ear flames from going out, while also trying to get out of her hold to escape the chilling water. She hummed before placing him back down "You shouldn't judge anybody magic or not" she stated pulling Grim away from the water as the monster wiggled around before being placed down back on the floor "Now will, you let me patch some things up? You have to help too" Grim was about to fuss  before flinching at the slight glare shot his way that cat grumbling "you better ave a can of tuna ready" a small laugh came from [Name] "Fine" She looked back to the broken part of the roof as she raised her hands once more as Grim went to scramble and find some cleaning supplies.

[Name] once more raised her hands staring at the broken parts of the roof her hands twitching as a large purple mist wrapped around her fingers glowing slightly "From crack and chip, and fractured line,A magic touch, to intertwine. Like threads of silk, so strong and true, The broken pieces, bond anew!" Agust of purple once more wrapped around the planks that soon curled around the roof the large hole now fixed instead of planks that were covering it. It was changed into bricks that helped block the hole of the roof. A sigh came from [name] her hand twitching for a moment as she reached into her pocket taking out her phone tapping on it's blank screen to see it glowing as her thumb glided through to see if she got any notifications yet was met by nothing the glowing screen reached her face as she sighed shutting it off once more a silence wafted around her in the hallways for a moment eyes focusing on the blank screen of the phone before her attention drifted of to the hallway hearing Grim complaining as a small chuckle came from [Name] as she started to head over to where Grim was unaware of a covered mirror in a room upstairs shining for a moment a woman's figure standing.

⏝꒷︶ ͡𑁬♱໒ ͡ ︶꒷⏝ Dictionary !!

Features!!Physical AppearancesS/C: Skin ColourH/C: Hair ColourH/L: Hair LengthE/C: Eye Colour

Other!!Other things that could be mentioned in chapter

None for now!!

Phrases/Sayings/Refrences/QuotesEver after High dictionary/Rooms/ etc. from the show/or game!!

For Ogres sake: A phrase that just means for Goodness/Pete's Sake Page turner: A phrase that also means mind blowing or shocking! a common phrase used in E.A.H along with being used in other ways of something being interesting Duchess Swan: Duchess Swan the next Swan Queen, and a student at Ever After High. In the destiny conflict, Duchess is on the Royal side, even though she doesn’t get a Happily Ever After. Because of her destiny.  Ever after high: Fairytales have existed for thousands of years, inspiring imaginations around the world. Certain stories were so spellbinding, they were passed down to new generations. But there was nowhere to teach the teenage sons and daughters of famous fairytales to follow in their parents' fabled footsteps. That is until 1812, when the Grimm brothers opened the doors to Ever After High – a high school where the next generation of fairytales learned to live their legacy. Class schedules specific for each fairytale were handed out – from Princessology for royal legacies to General Villainy for villain legacies. Headmaster Milton Grimm, who currently runs Ever After High, believes the future of fairytales relies on all students fully embracing their prewritten destiny today to become a legend of tomorrow. Royals: The Royals of Ever After High are the future fairytale characters who stand for adherence to tradition and piety to destiny. Not too surprisingly, most of them have a pleasant future laid out for them. Nearly all of them are royalty and most have a Happily Ever After ahead. The Royals oppose the Rebels, who seek to break open the system and inject choice, regardless of the consequences this may have for those who do want their destiny and are dependent on others adhering to theirs to get it. Some of the Royals hold a grudge against the Rebels, after they didn't willingly sign during Legacy Day.On the other hand; some Royals feel like disowning their destinies, facing huge and serious debts, problems, issues with their stories like Briar Beauty and Ashlynn Ella. Rebels: The Rebels of Ever After High are the future fairytale characters who believe the people of their world should be free to choose their own paths in life. The Rebel crowd consists of both people with a future that doesn't fit their identity, people who don't agree with role predetermination, and clearly people who have destinies that would make them criminals and get some of them such as Ramona killed if they went through with it. The Rebels oppose the Royals, who want their destinies to take their courses undisturbed, regardless of the cost others have to pay for it.

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@mochiclouds

[waffledforbreakfast]

Too Many Beds - [Yandere!Reo x F!Reader]

Tw: Yandere, female reader, long hair, unestablished relationship, brief mentions of injury, suggestive (NO smut), swearing, cringe, etc.

[Bllk Oneshot Masterlist] [Bllk Headcannon Masterlist]

inspired by the reverse tropes

You sat on Reo’s bed, having been invited by the boy for a simple hangout to catch up since you missed class that day due to your leg injury.

“No wayyy seriously!?”

You looked at Reo with wide eyes and an excited smile as he told you about the fight that occurred early at school that morning

“Yea. There was blood everywheree, I think the girl got her nose broken… and she just got her nose job too!”

Reo laughed along with you, never losing focus on the happy glint in your eyes

It’s a shame you weren’t there to see it. Reo worked so hard to get the two to fight. So many hours he spent on call with the both of them, pressing lies and threats to get them both to snap at each other. He wished you could’ve seen it happen in front of your very eyes, his great masterpiece for the day. Would you be proud of him? Praise him? He wishes he could’ve found out. Oh well, there’s always next time.

“HA! Serves her right! She pushed me down the stairs yesterday!"

Reo nodded. He couldn’t agree more. The f[/]cking b[/]tch shouldn’t have even laid eyes on you. No one deserves that pleasure but him. And especially not someone like her. People who don’t acknowledge your grace don’t deserve to walk this earth.

But he also hated himself for not being there for you. He should’ve caught you in his arms, he should’ve never let you get injured. He'll kill the girl for doing something like that to you

Your phone rang; your mother was calling.

“Hm? Oh yea I’m doing good, having fun!”

Reo smiled. He was glad you were enjoying everything he so carefully set up. As you checked in with your mother, he also went through his own notifications, texting a few people.

“Ah, Reo, I think I should get going… It’s already 9pm after all”

WHAT. No- right now? Why? WHY? WHAT WAS HE DOING WRONG?

“Are you sure? It’s raining really badly outside…”

Reo glanced out the window. Rain droplets were flying at and crazy fast speed, loud ping-panging was heard both the roof (since you two were on the top floor) and the windows

“Was it always raining?”

Thank lord the assistants got the text in time. 

You tilted your head, covering your phone with your hand

“I uh- think so, we must’ve been to caught up in conversation lol…Actually- Why don’t you just stay the night? Tomorrows a weekend after all! Plus it wouldn’t be wise for you to go home this late. I just want you to be safe.”

You hesitated, before turning back to your phone, asking your mother if it’d be okay to stay over

“Honey, are you sure? Do you really trust this guy? Where are you going to sleep, do you have extra clothing, tooth brushes, towels, are you sure about this?”

Reo nodded frantically at you with a plastered smile

“We have multiple beds on this floor, a guest bathroom that comes with everything you’ll need, and extra clean clothes. I promise you’ll be safe with me.”

Reo spoke loudly, to make sure your mother picked up on what he said.

You relayed it to your mom, asking her again for permission. After a half minute, your face lit up and quickly threw out multiple thank-yous. You shot Reo a quick "👌" and he smiled as he put his hands together 

“Great! I’ll get everything setup then” 

He tried to keep his voice as stable as possible, but he felt like he was going to die from happiness.

Reo’s heart was beating out of his chest, he could feel his entire body pulse with excitement. You were staying the night, with him. Reo couldn’t stop smiling, he felt like rolling on the floor giggling with excitement, he was ready to die after this night for all he cared.

But he had to keep himself composed in front of you. He could freak out after you left.

“Do you need to shower? I can show you the way”

You nodded as you stood up, leaving your phone on his desk

“The guest bathroom is a bit far… My bathroom’s closer! Would you prefer that?” “Sure, I really don’t mind”

The guest bathroom was really only a room or two down from his.

Reo showed you the way, and grabbed a few of his T-shirts and shorts and handed them to you.

“Pick whatevers most comfortable with you! I hope you don’t mind wearing something that’s mine…” “It’s fine really. No need to be so uptight”

You smiled and waved it off

Reo nearly exploded. He burst into a smile as he tried to squash it down. You didn’t mind wearing something he wore. You didn’t mind. What if he gave you his hoodie? Would you wear that? Oh, he’d give you his skin if you so wanted.

As you showered, Reo headed back to his room. He sat down at the desk where your phone was. And with shaking hands, he picked up your phone and flipped it around in his hands.

You touch your phone everyday. We wished you’d touch him even once. Your fingertips tracing his jawline the same way they’d trace the edge of your phone. Poke his checks the same way you’d pressed the buttons. Decorate and dress him the same way you’d change your phone case and phone charm. Oh how he wished he could be around you as often as your phone was.

Hell, even throw him across the room the same way you do to it. Throw him on the bed like you do to your phone after a long day. Then check that it wasn’t cracked afterwards from the impact. Turn to him anytime you have a question like you would to your phone. Was it possible to be jealous of an inanimate object?

"Are you snooping through my phone?”

You playfully glared at Reo with an irritated smile

“No no no- See? I haven’t even bothered trying to unlock it!”

He showed you your phone, still on the black screen having not been turned on

“I just wanted to see your lock screen- I swear-”

Reo laughed, a tone of panic and desperation in his voice. Please believe him. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you didn’t trust him…

You looked at him skeptically, but let him off with a shrug.

“Do you have a hair dryer or anything?” “Oh yea! Let me help you”

Fuck, you looked amazing. the way you looked in his clothing, your hair dripping wet, leaving stains on his shirt. God he loved you

Reo reached under the bed and pulled it out, unwrapping the cord and plugging it in. He smiled and signaled for you to sit on the bed in front of you

He hummed contently, running his fingers through your hair as he held the hairdryer. 

"Your hair is beautiful. Would you ever consider doing a shampoo ad or something? You’d look amazing on the cover of a magazine” 

Ah, this caught you off guard- but you thanked him as you smiled to yourself at the complement 

“Think this is the best I can do… Is it okay?”

He turned the hair dryer off, and ruffled your hair lightly

You nodding, running your hands through your hair. Most of it was dry, but the tips were still a bit wet, though that wasn’t a problem.

“You said you have extra rooms?” “Oh… Yea, I guess so…”

Why don’t you stay in my room? What’s wrong with staying with me? I cleaned everything just for you, everything's hidden- THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH MY ROOM. STAY HERE. PLEASE.

“but they’re all supper small- I don’t think you’ll like them” “That’s alright, anything will work for the night” “Well- my bed’s bigger than all the other ones…" “Didn’t you say there were multiple guest rooms…?” “...But- I really don’t mind you staying in my bed…”

Shit. What was he going to say to get you to stay? He should’ve never said there were other rooms. What if he told you the other rooms had rat infestations- no, you’d be disgusted by him….

Bam!

The loudest strike of thunder sounded. It was so loud it was almost unnatural…

“You know what- nevermind. I think I’ll stay with you tonight…”

You laughed awkwardly, body shaking a bit from the sudden bang. You hated thunder.

Reo smiled he’d be sure to give the assistants a raise after tonight

He set everything up. Gave you a cute plushie and brought over extra blankets in case you got cold, a cup of water, and charged your phone. Whatever you wanted, really.

“You gonna come to bed yet? It’s almost 11….”

You yawned, rubbing your eyes half asleep 

Reo wished he could see this sight every night. He swore in that moment on his heart that he’d marry you

“Yup, just turning off the lights.”

He flicked a few switches and the room blacked out. A few moments after Reo joined you under the blankets

“Goodnight, Reo.” “Goodnigh, my love” “Mh?” “I said Goodnight, [Y/N].”

BONUS He may or may not have set a quiet alarm (to no wake you) so he could stare at your face for a few hours... and to preorder breakfast!

A/N: Played around with the formatting here... AND I STILL SUCK AT WRITING SO FORGIVE ME [SOBSOBSOB] anyway i love reo 💜

[scaredofbrits]

"do you have to tease me?"

movie mike x female y/n

• xtra info ⬇️

× ˚ ₊ m a s t e r l i s t

⊹ ₊ ✦× ˚ ₊ warnings; smut

⊹ ₊ ✦× ˚ ₊ !! fyi !! mike is submissive in this one but if you guys prefer him being dom dont be afraid to ask. i will take your suggestions with open arms.. !! ⊹

you softly knocked on your boyfriend's door, awaiting his smile the moment you two lock eyes. your rain coat was being hit gently by the water that was falling off of mike's roof. his window showed that a tv was on and you knew it was probably his little sister, abby. you heard footsteps approaching the door and you pushed some loose hairs behind your ear.

the door slowly opened and abby's head popped into vision, she had the door slightly ajar and took a good look at you. "just trying to make sure its not a stranger." she said softly. she opened the door and smiled at you, and went back to her tv show. you walked in and shut the door behind you, forgetting to lock it. you unbuttoned your coat and hung it up on a hanger. "a visitor?" a voice called and you looked up into the hallway.

mike was standing with a big smile and he raised out his arms, inviting you for a hug. of course, you couldnt resist. you ran up to him and threw your arms around his neck and he got a nice grip on your waist. you two shared many kisses and took deep breaths. "i missed you so much." mike smiled and tilted up your head. you two made eye contact and both shared the comfortable feeling of love. "i missed you just as much." you replied, glancing over at his room.

he caught that you were looking away and followed your eyes. he took one hand off of your waist and led you to his room with the other. you couldnt help but giggle a bit, did you really make it that obvious? he shut the door behind the both of you and you sat on the bed. "so, abby is doing her thing. and we both know she'll be busy for awhile." mike walked up to you and looked down. your fingers ran up his shirt and you began to stroke the buttons on it. "we have all the time in the world." he whispered and softly grabbed your wrist, "but do you have to tease me?"

you nodded your head and smiled at him. finally, you put your finger under the button and pushed it off. his chest began to become more visible, but not all of it. you looked down and noticed the buldge in his pants, "i think id like to be in control tonight." you looked back up at him and placed both of your hands on the bed. he decided to finish unbuttoning his shirt but you moved his hands out of the way. "wrong. unbuckle your pants." he flushed red and nodded his head. he reached his hands down and followed your instructions, but in a hurry.

"youre needy arent you?" you grinned and watched his pants drop to the floor. one more layer of clothing left to go. "i'll do anything for you, please can i take my boxers off?" he asked politely, but that wouldnt cut it for you. you patted the empty space next to you and he instantly sat himself down. he kept looking down at his boner and back at you. "im in control." you got on top of him and held his face up. you pushed him down and he lied back, knowing that if he didnt stay down he'd get teased even more.

you grabbed his hands and slowly led them to your waist, but then you slid them down so that they were on your ass. you smirked as you felt his cock twitch and in response you grinded against it for a quick second. he let out some quiet whimpers hoping for more than just that. "whyd you..stop?" mike said, hesitant to question you, so he rubbed your ass a little bit thinking that youd forgive his questioning. "why should i give you anymore than that, hm?" you softly asked. he looked up into your eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "no reason, ma'am."

you ran your fingers through his hair and began to kiss him. you also started grinding on him again. the moment he felt you doing that, he let out a mhmmm that was muffled through a kiss. you continued pleasing your needy and horny boyfriend until a knock was heard. "mike!" abby called and you instantly got off of him and threw the blanket over the both of you. "uhh.. come in!" mike yelled, and she opened the door to see the two of you cuddling. "yuck.. i just wanted to tell you im going to bed.." she shut the door and walked away.

"guess all youre getting is a teasing session.." you smiled and kissed his cheek. he whined a little then laughed. "too bad for me."

[dapandapod]

For @firefly-party mine beloved wifi, who asked for steddie, and rain against a window.

There is much to be said about living in a trailer, but Eddie always loved laying in his bed and listen to the rain as it was beating against the roof with fierce determination.

Might be a bit cliché, but look, it's cliché for a reason. right? 

Knowing that it's shitty and cold outside, knowing you are comfortable and warm inside, preferably wrapped up in as many blankets as you own, there is just something universal about that.

It's different after the upside down. It doesn't feel as safe, because some nights during a thunderstorm, he is not sure what is beating the roof, not sure what is reaching for him.

It's also different, because instead of the trailer, he is in a shitty apartment now. Walls stained with time and smoke and cheap landlord's poor taste in wallpaper, windows permanently sealed shut for the same reasons.

And because he is not alone.

Maybe that is the biggest part, actually. The best part, too.

The bed is probably a little too narrow for two people, but they make do by tangling themselves so close together it's hard to say where Eddie begins and where Stevie ends.

The duvet is bunched down by their waists, Steve's leg hooked around Eddie's calf, Eddie's arm across Steve's back, Steve's breath against Eddie's collarbones.

Eddie was never particularly hairy himself, despite his huge mop of hair, and that just allows him to feel the smattering of chest hair pressed against him, and the trail leading from Steve's belly button down his boxers. 

The air is stale with sleep and sweat,  the morning grey through their too short curtains.

Eddie is enjoying the sensation between sleep and wakefulness, where you are aware enough to feel, but asleep enough to drift.

The fog clears only when Steve stirs, shifting closer and nuzzling into the crook of Eddie's neck.

The rain outside has yet to give up its fierceness, true to the season, but without the roof of the trailer, without the thin layer of metal making out the husk of his previous home, it feels different.

Instead of hiding underneath a leaf, he feels like he finally found a burrow, a home. 

Not a very good one, objectively, but his nonetheless. His and Steve's.

Jesus, Eddie finds it hard to believe sometimes. 

Steve shifts again and makes a sound, something that sounds like half a snore, half a word, and Eddie finds himself smiling. That famous hair is a right mess, sticking up in every direction, exposing Steve's forehead.

Rain makes him soft, Eddie thinks, as he leans down the few inches it takes to press his lips to that perfectly kissable forehead.

On the floor above them, Eddie can make out the sounds of their neighbors waking up, but he isn't ready for that yet.

It's warm, cozy, safe. 

Steve gives a content sigh and his arm tightens around Eddie, before it travels up, his hand reaching Eddie's neck, under his hair,  his thumb just touching the shell of Eddie's ear.

"We should probably get up," Steve mutters, eyes still closed, lips pouty in the way they are when his cheek is pressed against the pillow.

"Probably," Eddie agrees, lips still against Steve's forehead. Pulling away is impossible, this moment feels like it is plucked out of time, a bubble of their own. "But when was I ever known to make good choices?"

"Hmmmmm," Steve supplies, and Eddie takes that as Steve disagrees, that Eddie is full of infinite wisdom. Good man.

Along Steve's back, Eddie can track moles, like a star chart written in Braille, just for him to read.

Maybe Steve will let him draw them out again, the sharpie only stayed visible for a few days.

"Did you buy eggs?" Steve says, keeping his eyes stubbornly closed as he plays with Eddie's ear, making him shudder.

"Yeah. And ice cream. Today is an ice-cream-for-breakfast-day." Eddie declares, leaning backwards to pull Steve half on top of him.

That's it, he realizes. That is what he was missing. The weight, the security of another person, the proof of being loved and trusted in ways he only imagined back in that trailer, with the world closed off, still only a thin metal wall away.

"Nancy will have my head if I'm late," Steve grumbles, but moves to fill the spaces where Eddie is not, covering him as much as he can.

"Can't be late if you don't go in," Eddie says with his infinite wisdom, cradling Steve closer, closer, close is never close enough.

"Can't fault that logic," Steve huffs. "I really don't want to get up."

"So stay," Eddie whispers.

He doesn't realize how much he needed to hear it, how much he needs Steve, until he says it.

"Always," Steve promises, promises always, always, always, whenever Eddie asks.

The rain doesn't let up until lunchtime. Steve is only let go to empty his bladder, and Steve stays, stays, always stays.

Rainy days are the best.

[five-oh-thirst]

For One Night

Prompt Day 21: Haunted or abandoned place

Pairing: Cody/Rex

Tags & Warnings: suggestive, bad jokes, fluff, nudity

Note: My thoughts were too big for my word count. I wanted the abandoned place/one bed/hot sex trope, but there wasn't enough room for the porn so I improvised.

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The cold rain beat down hard on the ground around them as they trudged through the thick forest. Rex could hear the splatter of heavy rain drops against his duraplast armor, and it began to grate on his nerves. They were still way off target, and with the light of day far behind them and the storm getting worse, they'd struggle to make that night.

"We need to make camp," Rex said through his helmet's intercom.

"Where?" Cody asked. "Everything's been washed away, and anything that hasn't will."

Rex sighed. He was right. Where they were, coupled with the inclement weather, wasn't suitable for anything other than mud guppies, mosquitoes, and giant snakes that wouldn't think twice about dragging them into the forest and eating them. They needed shelter, and they needed it quickly.

"Do you see anything on your radar that looks promising?" Rex asked. Cody always had the best telemetry, which meant he was more likely to find decent shelter than him.

Cody was silent as he looked at the mapping system in his HUD. "There's something two klicks west of here... Looks like a structure."

"Great," Rex said. "Let's go." He turned on his heels to head west, but as he stepped, his foot slipped on a wet leaf, and he fell face down into the mud. Groaning, he lifted his head up and wiped at the front of his helmet to clear it off. It didn't help much. Cody stretched out a hand to help him up, and they set off towards the coordinates.

Relief washed over them when they finally arrived. It wasn't a large structure and looked abandoned, but it had a roof and four walls, and at that point, that's all they cared about. They had a slight moment of hesitancy about just barging in, but at the next loud crack of thunder, they both rushed inside.

The perimeter search was simple enough. The inside was just as unassuming as the outside, and based on the info from their HUDs, there were no life forms or droids inside the building. They were alone. Good.

There was, however, an old bed, which meant they didn't have to sleep on the floor. It was a nice bonus in their line of work. The only thing that could've made it better was a shower with running water, and lo and behold, there was one, but it was cold water.

"Do you want to go first?" Cody asked while he worked at removing his armor.

Rex pulled a twig out of his shin plate. "I'm already cold. I don't need to be colder."

"The water would feel good," Cody countered. He pulled his soaked blacks over his head and wrung some of the water out.

"Hot water would feel good," Rex corrected, shivering as he pulled his top blacks off.

Cody slipped his lower blacks off and wrung them out, leaving him naked. He grabbed his flashlight and scanned around the room. "Look," he said, and Rex turned around. "There's a fireplace. You can get warm after you have your cold shower."

Rex sighed and pulled his blacks off his last leg, tossing them onto the ground. "Fine. I'll go first, but there better be a fire going when I'm done."

Cody smirked. "Yes, sir."

After his stone-cold shower, Rex returned to the main room, where he was greeted by an amber glow and Cody wrapped in one of the blankets from the bed. He tossed the blanket onto Rex, then headed off to take his own cold shower. When he returned, Rex was sitting in front of the fire with the blanket wrapped around him. He'd also found a way to hang their blacks up to dry over the fire.

"May I join you?" Cody asked as water dripped down his legs and onto the floor.

Rex looked up and opened one end of the blanket as an invitation. "If you must."

Cody sat down and huddled close to Rex, then pulled the edge of the blanket around himself and back to the front to close it up. Rex leaned his head against Cody's shoulder, and Cody rested his head on top of Rex's.

"Does cuddling under a blanket while naked make us gay?" Rex asked, barely keeping his eyes open as the exhaustion finally took hold.

Cody snorted. "I thought we already were. Or does sex not count anymore?"

"Nah," Rex said. "Sex is physical release. Cuddling is gay."

Cody chuckled. "We could have sex if you want to feel less gay."

"I'm too tired for that," Rex mumbled. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. "Maybe we can be gay for just one night."

Cozytober Masterlist

[cerebricarchives]

Heroes Die Episodic Drafted #2

Project title - The White Panther Heist (cross reference of The Pink Panther & Why No White Panther?)

==== == set the scene

=minutes until midnight, cold, about to rain. Jewelry store dead but the two dudes decked out in plastic green army wear and one guy looking like a dollar store's he-man. one of them is chucking a cinder block on the display case, barely lacerating the glass after a few hefty drops=

🪖1 - *huffing lift dropping a brick* no i swear all it takes-hah-is a lil-grrrahhh! *SLAM!* eblow grease man, help me out!

🪖2 - I've got a better idea man. *Hops over the display counter* Let's just swipe 'em here.

🪖1 - no way man, hey I actually bought this *points to brick* for this gig. Seventeen-bucks and for what? Can't even break the glass!

🗡️ - and what do you expect it to shatter like a wine glass? Wait don't tell me you brought only a single cinder block to a smash-grab, Micheal

🪖2 - yeah like these are any better *points to m-16 looking rifle that is coated with green shiny plastic, fully functional rubber gun*

=staff door can be heard opened as it knocks back Toy Boy 🪖2 out as an old man comes through with a bat

👴🏽 - you damn punks want now?!? Get outta here before i call the cops!

🪖1 - We wouldn't want the cops here would we? *Throws brick at the store owner*

👴🏽 - Whe- *trips over avoiding the blunt force as it hits the wall behind him but impacts on the floor on the side* Jesus Christ! Who throws a brick at a 77 year old man here?!?

🗡️ - yeah Michael real smooth here, you really want to make that $17 wort over someone?!?

🪖1 - he had a bat like I just-reflexes man I'm sorry.

🗡️ - dude you really think he's going to make a home run on a f◾◾◾ing cinder block?!? Or what do you think that will also shatter too?!?

🪖2 - can we just make up now? Pretty sure the only worker in the whole damn store is on Life alert mode.

👴🏽 - punks you want? Money? I got em in the back, you hurt me bad tho-

🗡️ - yeah *smacks lips* no. *Pulls out replica sword aims directly to the neck of the store owner*

👴🏽 - please ... No no no. I just can't get up!

🗡️ - we're only here for one thing and it is not your dollar. We are here for your diamonds. *Stuffed hand into a money bag filled with the spoils that toy boy 🪖2 was swiping behind the counters* pure as crystal clear di-the hell? These are just gold rings dude.

🪖2 - there's diamonds on those rings

🗡️ - are you color blind? The stuff is sapphire. Or like a lapis?

🪖2 - does it really matter? It's still good jewels all the same.

🗡️ - you know by that logic we should just s◾◾t in the bag. Whatever. This thing? *Tosses card reader into the bag* like you said it's all the same.

👴🏽 - if it's diamonds that you want, I do have them in my supply replacement boxes. You find them in the back room, most West corner. Find a grey deposit box, labeled D. I. You'll find the diamonds there. That's all I have if that's all you want please.... I don't know where my keys are just bust the lock or whatever.

🪖1 - hey so I apologize for this or like... I mean we're taking your s◾◾t

👴🏽 - just get! Get!

= the three goons waltz into the staff back room as the old store owner lays there. One. Two. Three. Four. One. The man tries to get up but the old bones did get hurt in the scuffle. The man tries to find his footing as he eyes over the alarm switch. Just a simple few steps away if the impact felt like it broke a knee.

== zooming out. Out focus through the glass door of the gold 4 cash shop established on an empty lot surrounded by lowering concrete & steel buildings. On top of one across the road lies the top of an office building, spiffy with a slanted roof top to hang out in.

==== == set the scene

=green thunder and thy neon viking chill out on a good star gazing spot as they shoot the shit. Green thunder looking over his shoulder to see the jewelry store with the door open, though unaware of the shenanigans going on

⚡ - how is that a dare?

🪓 - hey it totally counts. I dare you, to tell me if you ever did hard drugs. Like you know we're... Hip.

⚡ - *sighs* I don't know what magic cocktails FAKES put me through the Surge, but I can say it's nothing to brag about. Still though like what kind of dare is that?

🪓 - so what is the college slumber party? Hey want to put out a game of twister, I'll spin the thing and get the four of us to cause wacky poses to try out!

⚡ - all right then fine you want to play hardball? Truth or dare.

🪓 - ...... I might as well pick truth.

⚡ - you ever told your family about this? Like you know being a superhero or whatever? At least I understand that you were orphaned but you know your actual-

🪓 - look at me man. *The washed out crusty dude of old hairy beard and hair donning a bright blue armor and a Viking helmet with neon lights going down his armor lines of cartonish nordic origins* my wife caught me in the act looking like this. She went into hysterics. And then when she said that anything I would tell her she would fully believe it and then I told her?!? *Slugs his flask* gughh..still paying for the kid.

⚡ - .. sheesh. I didn't really mean to upset it.

🪓 - and do you hear yourself? Like you phrased it in a way that I chose this life. No for what the blessing that the ancients of the old world gave me is not but a curse! Like Loki's trickery my lack of control of my power of the Viking Of The Southern Isle is not my style of life!

⚡ - *wrestling to change the subject* you know I still got a ma. I believe she's 60 something, set off to an old home down in Northern Florida. She at least knew I was dispatched the shadow ops thing just y'know... I thought I can get some advice about that but.

🪓 - you are barking up at the very wrong tree my friend. *Heffy burp as he takes out his phone, still a flip phone like* let me tell you some... One I guess. *Green thunder perks his head in interest* it's a lot of Trinity Justice boys gals, some still in contacts. Think there's one here, I think she can help you out with better advice than I can. A real people's person type of gal.

⚡ - ah geez man like *he takes out his phone being a standard android like with still the controller wheel on a bottom corner* sure man I really appreciate it.

🪓 - oh yeah this one's really chill all the solo acts and everything. Yeah here. Her name is TransVania, her nu-

= A cross the scene the cash gold store rings out an alarming bell that can be heard from the hangout spot

⚡ - Augh finally some action! Bet they haven't caught this one in. Wanna two to tango?

🪓 - fighting crime *hic* inebriated. Gotta *hic* drain my bladder *hic hic*

⚡- well whenever you want to walk it off, I got me a slice of this pie. And this time. *Sparks his knuckles out of electric impacts* I want a ala mode this one.

🪓 - hey man. Your air duct won't flush.

==== ==

[chalkerhive-blog]

12th May - 18th May 2025

A lot happened this week. Monday morning was a parking lot in our driveway with the carpenter's, roofer's, tiler and delivery truck. The Brickie then turned up and had to park next door.

The brickie finished the wall for the new internal doorway but used a very dark oxide in the mortar, so it looks a bit strange. Hopefully it will fade a lot as it dries.

The roofers were very quick and had over half the roof finished on the first day. The second day they put the wall sheets on the two back walls and now we are just waiting on the flashings. Jane was very amused with the roofer dance.

The ensuite had the floor tiled on Monday, the vanity installed on Tuesday (after the tiler quickly grouted underneath), the stone top measured on Wednesday and continued being tiled over the week. Once the stone is installed next week the tiling can be finished. With nothing ever going smoothly we had to change the wall in the shower as the tiles that were meant to be the same size were a couple of mils out. Mike phoned the suppliers and luckily could go and pick up the 4 boxes of grey tiles we needed. We can now see the end in sight.

The Garage batons have been progressing and looking great.

Mike has been working on his project of painting the eves. We decided to go dark, and they are looking fabulous. There has been a lot of repair and prep work involved. We also thought it was going to rain on the weekend so hooked up some temp downpipes. Of course, it didn't rain! He has also been staining the new front door. The builders ran out of board, so after a quick trip to Bunnings, Nathan helped Mike move them to paint over the weekend. Luckily, we now have a great undercover space for him to work in.

Jane has been working on repotting cuttings that are growing well. There was lots of lavender as well as Kangaroo Paws and Grevillea cuttings (from Anita), She put up a little greenhouse for the Natives and will see how they go. The carrots are going great, and the tops make a great pesto also using spinach.

We had a nice afternoon tea with Tilly and Nathan on Saturday, tasting flavours for their wedding cake. They were all nice and it was decided that chocolate on the bottom layer and orange on the top would be a great choice. On Sunday Jane went to Wedding Fair with them and Tilly's mum (also Jane, to keep things easy). It is all getting very real now.

[shamelessliarkickapow]

Arrvatarr! The Last Arrbender!

Chapter 3, part... the rest/3

A Zutara pirate AU - comedy/romance/action

Here's part 1/3 on Tumblr or Read the whole thing (chapters 1-3) on AO3

This story is rated M for Mature (Ole Salts only, yarrr)

Detective GoodBrother Sokka, anyone? ^.-

((this one might be boring? idk, things got plotty on me and i've been framing a roof, which has involved climbing around on the inside of gables about 14' off the floor and lots of trips up and down the wobbliest 12' ladder carrying heavy rafters in 90 degree weather and. dudes. i'm tired and all my clinging muscles are like wtf is wrong with you we never do this? so here's a finished chapter to celebrate the framing being done and the roofers coming to finish decking and surfacing yayyy))

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The sun rested low and soft in the east, peeking through scattered clouds and Katara was just finishing off her porridge when Sokka came sidling up on deck. He spotted her where she was sitting on the port gunwale and made his way over, stretching his arms above his head in the super-casual move that clearly meant he was here for a classic brotherly chat.

Katara heaved a sigh. He must have really gobbled his food to follow her so quickly.

“Ahh, nothing like dish duty with Toph to really top off an action-packed night of pirating!”

“You cannot be done already.”

“Right, yeah, no, I just mean I’m looking forward to dish duty with Toph. You know, because her playful and fun-loving attitude makes the chore go so much quicker.”

That could be true. Or it could mean Toph had tried to metalbend the tin dishes again and they were all dinged and bent - and still dirty. Katara sighed a second time and rolled her eyes. Sokka hoisted himself up to sit on the rail beside her and laced his fingers together on his crossed legs.

“So! How are things?”

“Great. I’m the only pirate in the world who has to rewash the dishes for the other pirates. How could I not feel extra special, Sokka?”

“You don’t have to rewash them. We haven’t even first-washed them yet. I’m kind of just here for your bowl, but I was trying to be cool about it.”

Katara frowned at his demure expression and held out her bowl. He accepted it graciously - and then did not go away.

“You seem tense, little sister.”

He said it with gravity and quiet care that made Katara’s frown fade. It also made her aware of how the pucker in her brow had started to ache.

“Usually after a good plundering, you’re as cheerful as the rest of us. But today it’s like you’ve got a rain cloud on your shoulder. Toph seems to be getting to you more than usual. What gives?”

Katara let out a little huff. “Are you really pretending that you didn’t just gang up on me with the rest of them down there?”

“We might have taken the teasing a little far,” Sokka admitted with a half-repentant shrug. “It’s just… it was kind of a surprise to see you take your intimidation game so hard in that direction. I mean, I’ve seen you tease a guy before but… damn, Katara.”

She blushed and turned her head up to examine a very interesting cloud. She had forgotten her brother was watching that play out… “It got out of hand.”

Sokka was quiet for a long moment, then sighed and, sounding like he really didn’t want to, asked, “Was it, though? Because in the moment, you really seemed to be having a good time.”

Katara snapped a glare on him. “Not you too.”

“What?”

“You are not going to pressure me to-! To-!”

“Pressure? Who’s pressuring you?” Sokka’s alarm suddenly became outrage. “Was it those soldiers? Toph mentioned the crew-”

“It’s Toph! She’s out of control! The guy is a Fire Prince - obviously an evil oppressor of all our peoples - and she wants me to jolly his roger like the most-”

“Horrible turn of phrase.”

“-important thing is me getting off!” Katara scoffed and threw one arm up in the air, still disbelieving. “It’s so much more complicated than that. He’s not just some guy. He’s everything that’s wrong with the world, but in a person!”

“Well, not everything…”

Katara turned wide, disbelieving eyes on him. Sokka just shrugged extra-deep.

“Don’t get me wrong, the guy fights like a war machine. But I’ve seen enough firebenders to know he wasn’t exactly going for kill shots.”

“He burned Toph!”

“She was touching her shield and it got hot. Besides, who wouldn’t take a swing at Toph? She’s a powerful bender and powerfully annoying. Risk of the trade. If she’s pressuring you to go after him, she clearly isn’t holding a grudge.” He squinted and raised an eyebrow as if thinking about it, then shook his head and went on. “I’ll talk to her about that. Or get Suki to do it. Kid needs guidance. Anyway, something about this whole situation feels off to me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Come on. The Fire Lord only has a few kids, right? What’s one of them doing so far from home on that crappy little ship with about half the soldiers it’d take to fully crew it, much less defend it?” Sokka stroked his chin as he talked. Katara half expected him to whip out the detective hat and pipe. “That wasn’t a fighting force. Prince Zuko wasn’t out here leading any excursions to put down resistance factions.”

“What resistance?” Katara muttered sourly. “The last resistance in the South Seas disappeared with Dad.”

Sokka peered at her, and she could see the burning heart-deep sting, the horrible grieving aloneness in her chest reflected in his eyes. “For a long time, that was true,” he said carefully. “But now there’s us.”

“We’re one ship. A handful of kids.”

“And we’ve sunk how many steamers in the last year?”

Unbidden, Katara’s eyes slid sideways to the railing on the stairs up to the poop deck. It was scored deeply, one for every steamer sent down. The freshest notch was a quarter of the way up, with many older ones marching behind it.

“And now,” Sokka said quietly, “we have and are training the Avatar.”

“Nobody knows about that. Aang has been really good about keeping quiet.”

“Aang is a goofball kid with too much energy and not enough sense to protect himself. He’s not ready to go public and yet here he is trying to yuck it up and get philosophical with the first firebenders he meets since coming out of the ice. I mean,” he half-laughed, half-scoffed, “did you hear that arr-bender joke? Terrible!”

“I know…” Katara rubbed her arms as if to chase off a sudden chill. “I tried to tell him to stay away from them before dinner but he keeps talking about his friend from the Fire Nation. I think it’s hard for him to really internalize that it’s been a century and everything is different now.”

“Well he needs to get with the program quick.”

Sokka’s tone was all seriousness now and he turned his head to meet her eyes, concern knotting his brow.

“The ship’s log indicated their heading was for the South Pole. There weren’t any specific coordinates cited - just a note that the commanding officer intended to continue his search there. Katara, Prince Zuko was on his way to look for our village.”

Katara’s heart pounded for more than one reason. “Do you think he came here for us?”

There had been a few Fire Navy ships in recent months sent to capture them. Ambushing and sinking those ships was easy enough. It was much scarier to think that the Fire Lord might have sent his own son to target them…

…but the thought that this particular muscle-bound prince had come here to get her had a whole swarm of flutters battling it out in her belly. That Prince Zuko might have tracked them and laid a trap with himself as the bait, and now he was locked in the brig - perhaps as a part of his own plan… It gave Katara a wild tingle thinking about what might happen. What he might try to do.

She would stop him, of course, but… whatever he did, it’d be exciting to watch him try.

But Sokka just shrugged, wide-eyed. “I don’t know what he was after. With a fighting force that small, he’d be lucky to subdue a crew of normal pirates. And if he was hunting us specifically, he’d have had some reports about Toph and probably would have prepared his men to counter her somehow. I don’t think he came here planning on a direct fight. Maybe he meant to take the village hostage while we were gone and force us to surrender that way.”

“You think he wanted to take Gran-gran hostage?” Katara fumed, horrified and furious at the mere notion.

“I’m just not sure what else he could have had planned.” Sokka shook his head and scratched the back of his neck, leaning back on one arm. “And yet… I’m speculating on all that. Whoever wrote the ship’s log was wordy and did not follow standard reporting procedures so it might take some serious digging to figure out what Prince Zuko was really searching for. There’s a chance it wasn’t us at all. I mean, he seemed pretty surprised when we took his ship. And he adapted quick to Toph’s metalbending, but he made a big deal about her being blind. If he’d heard of us at all, he hid it well. Which is kind of weird all on its own…”

“Sokka, just because we’re the scourge of the South Seas doesn’t mean everyone’s heard of us.”

“No, but you’d think a prince sailing into dangerous waters would have at least gotten some kind of warning. They stopped at a Fire Nation shipyard near Whale Tail Island to refuel last week. Why wouldn’t the commander at that outpost tell him he was heading into our territory?”

“They probably did and he figured he could handle it because he’s an arrogant, entitled asshole.”

“Or maybe they were hoping he’d get captured because he’s such a charmer.”

Katara smirked, but it quickly faded. “His crew seemed to like him. If the commander tried to sabotage him, it might have been some kind of political thing. Jealousy or something.”

Sokka assessed her face for a long moment. “What did those guys say to you?”

“Ugh. Toph.” Katara rolled her eyes, then shrugged. “They overheard her loudmouth personal advice and started extolling his virtues like a pack of used boat salesmen.”

He scoffed, trying to hide a short laugh. Katara couldn’t help the grin spreading over her face.

“So I said - get this - ‘What is this? The FNS Wingman?’”

“Classic!” Sokka laughed, then slung an arm around her shoulders. “My little sister, making jokes and witty repartee. I’m so proud.”

Katara looped an arm around his back and leaned her head on his shoulder. The sun was beginning to grow warm in the east, cutting through the chilly night air. For a long moment they were silent, basking in some of the last sunshine they would see before autumn hardened the air and tucked the sun away for winter. At length, Sokka broke the quiet with a gentle, teasing tone.

“A whole ocean of guys and you let it ‘get out of hand’ with the Fire Nation prince who might be plotting to sabotage us. What is it about this guy?”

Katara didn’t really mean to answer, but she breathed it out anyway. “The way he looks at me when I’m winning.”

Sokka chuckled and squeezed her shoulders. “Well, you just keep on winning. And if you ever don’t win, don’t worry. Ole Sokka-” He grinned, bright as the rising sun. “-has a plan.”

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The warrior, Suki, came with bowls of some manner of gruel shortly after dawn and, several hours later, Sokka appeared. He wore a simple blue tunic and a mild smile and he carried Zuko’s broadswords sheathed and tossed casually over his shoulder.

“Rise and shine, it’s sword-fighting time!” he chortled as he unlocked the door. “Ya like that? I came up with it just on the way down here.”

Zuko, who had been meditating (stewing) on his bunk and certainly not sleeping during the day like some kind of sluggard, practically leapt past where Iroh snored to get out the door.

“Finally. It’s hours past midday. I thought you weren’t coming at all.”

Sokka relocked the door and gave Zuko a once-over before starting for the stairs. “Aw, and you got all dressed up just for our fight? I’m touched.”

“It’s a training tunic,” Zuko snapped as he kept apace. “I don’t fight in my pajamas. Unless my ship is being attacked in the night.”

“But barefoot is normal.”

“…No.”

Sokka only kept walking, that easy smile irritatingly unchanging. “Forgot to grab your boots?”

Zuko glared at him and did not speak. He had to fall behind to follow Sokka up the narrow stairs to the next level of the ship.

“Oof, that’s gotta be tough. Forgot your boots and now they’re lost forever, sunk with your ship. Why, you might even get frostbite walking around with no shoes on-”

“I won’t get frostbite.”

“-but luckily ole Sokka has an eye for fine footwear.”

He shoved open a sticking door along a hallway of shut doors and Zuko followed him into an untidy cabin with a wide rumpled bed and shelves crammed with dusty objects. …And several items that Zuko immediately recognized as his. He surveyed the chaos with a scowl. Sokka paid him no mind as he threw open a trunk and fished around.

“It’d really be a shame to let quality leatherwork be lost at sea.”

He emerged with Zuko’s scuffed training boots and held them up like a specimen he was examining.

“Just look at this stitching! It’s so fine, you can’t even see the individual stitches. And you were just gonna leave these behind!”

In the trunk behind him, Zuko spied some of his other, less broken-in boots. “You took all my shoes? When did you do that?”

“Less questions, more deals,” Sokka said, dangling the boots just in Zuko’s grasp. “I’ll let you borrow these for our first round on the condition that they become your prize if you win instead of the swords.”

Zuko considered it for a moment, then tipped his chin up and met those clever blue eyes. “Alright. But I want an immediate second round for the swords.”

“I guess that’s not totally unreasonable.” Sokka smiled like a closing trap. “If I win that one, I want to know how you got that scar.”

Zuko thought about refusing, but what did it matter? He was going to win anyway. “Fine.”

He snatched the boots from Sokka’s grasp and shoved his feet into them, peering around at the packed shelves as he did.

“This is your room? What do you need with all this junk?”

“You never know what might turn out to be useful later,” Sokka said, picking up what looked like a lantern intended to float on a candle’s heat - though it was not quite like any paper lantern Zuko had ever seen. “Sometimes I look at this stuff and get ideas. Build stuff from other stuff. That kind of thing. Sometimes I just like knowing it’s here and not in the Fire Nation’s hands. All set?”

Zuko wanted to go back to the brig for some of his socks - which he had remembered - but he was impatient to get those swords back in his hands.

They made their way up to the deck where Suki and Toph waited, loitering around a little table and tossing bits of food - nuts or something - into the air for that strange little animal to swoop down and grab. Zuko had gotten only a glimpse of it last night. By daylight, though, the big ears and luminous eyes were much more recognizable.

“Is that a flying lemur?” He asked, stopping just past the door to watch it perch in the rigging and munch on whatever it had caught. “I’ve only ever seen those at the Air Temples.”

“Yeah, yeah, super rare animal companion,” Sokka huffed. “At his current pace, Momo’s gonna steal more food from us than we can steal from the Fire Nation. He’s a pirate among pirates.”

Zuko kept staring at the lemur. He had never been this close to one before. They had all been so skittish when he had spotted them during his search.

But then… he also remembered the desolation of the ruins, the ancient blast marks and lingering signs of devastation. The skeletal remains of air and fire people alike, bleaching just the same in the long years of weather but still telling a story of horror and murder and ruthlessness. Genocide.

Perhaps it was inevitable that a creature that lived in such a habitat carried some resonant awareness of the nature of the terrible deeds done there. The crimes and who had perpetrated them.

The lemur presently licking itself and making unsettling eye contact with Zuko, however, seemed to have left such reticence behind.

“Are you guys gonna wail on each other or just stand around sharing precious moments?” the warrior asked, making smirking eyes at Sokka.

“Yeah,” snickered the metalbender. “Would you two girls rather go back to swapping shoes and admiring cute animals?”

Zuko glowered at her, but Sokka was already talking.

“Suki, my love, I’m saving all my precious moments for you. Toph-” His tone dropped to prim annoyance. “-I don’t even know how to respond to such sexist generalizations, being as I am a confident man to whom girls and girly activities are totally fine and not demeaning in any way.”

“Haha, yeah, you almost believe that, Snoozles.”

“Do they have to be here?” Zuko demanded.

“Trust me,” Suki said with an unpleasant smile. “If Sokka gets hurt through no fault of yours, you’re gonna want as many witnesses as possible.”

“Uh, a little faith here? C’mon.”

“You should probably keep it down, too,” Toph added. “Sweetness is taking a little nap and she’ll probably turn you into a permanent prince-cicle if she finds out you’re cheating on her with her brother.”

“What?”

“Okay! Sword time!” Sokka suddenly swung the scabbard around and into Zuko’s chest - he caught it, but barely - and then strode across the deck, stretching out his shoulders. “Remember the rules. We stop at first blood, and no limb-chopping, throat-slashing or other lethal moves. No firebending,” he added with a smirk. “I think that covers it.”

“That’s not all the terms,” Zuko protested. “If I win, I keep my boots. If you win, I’ll tell you about the portrait. The second round is compulsory.”

“Right right right.”

Sokka wore an almost placid look on his face as he reached over his shoulder and drew the weapon waiting there. The blade was oddly dark, and the craftsmanship seemed especially fine - but it was difficult to tell from across the distance separating them.

Besides, Zuko had other things on his mind besides assessing more of Sokka’s stolen goods. He slowly drew the broadswords from their scabbard and tossed it aside. And then he began.

He separated the blades in the artful slashes of an opening sequence, then faced his opponent, whose standard beginning stance had sagged slightly. Sokka watched him with an incredulously curled lip.

“Aw shit,” piped the metalbender. “Better watch it, Sokka. Prince Pretty-hair came to play.”

“I came to win,” Zuko corrected. Then he attacked.

[polyhexian]

Y'know that genre of TOH fic where Hunter stumbles through the portal a few years pre-series and gets adopted by the Nocedas? Okay so like, eventually AU offshoot that follows that premise, except Jasper and Hawk Hunter are there too.

The Golden Guard and the Martlet get blasted through the portal door during a fight and it closes behind them and they're just like, well shit. They have a brief standoff until it becomes clear that they don't have an immediate way back and Hunter is like "OKAY, we are stuck in the Human Realm and as much as it pains me to say this, we need to call a temporary truce so we can work together to survive and find a way home." Potentially this isn't long after that time the Martlet saved Hunter from those people who were attempting to ransom him so he's a little more willing to work with the guy at the moment. Hunter is being VERY MATURE by making the call to cooperate with this criminal, since they obviously need to join forces in this strange and uncharted territory, though once they get home they'll go right back to being enemies. Meanwhile Jasper is like uhhhhhh this is not an eventuality I prepared for but I maybe I can turn it to our advantage.

They make camp in the old abandoned house, because it's just sensible. It's free shelter and it's where the portal spat them out, best to stick around the area. It rains the very first night and there is brief panic followed by the awe of "oh wow it really doesn't boil!" while they stand in it and marvel, which quickly changes to "oh shit now we're cold and wet". They continue to marvel from the cover of the porch and stare at the non-boiling rain and the green grass and trees.

Hunter and Jasper: Wow, it's just like he said.

Hunter, squinting at Jasper suspiciously: Wait, like who said?

Jasper: Uhhhh hey, look, is that a jackalope without antlers?

That night they discover that the issue with old dilapidated houses is that they leak. They're lying on the one patch of dry-but-not-dry-rotted floor and Jasper is like "Hunter. Hunter, please, just give me the staff. I can fix the roof in sixty seconds tops and I promise I'll give it right back" and Hunter is like "THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I AM GIVING YOU THE STAFF."

The next few days are filled with wilderness survival skills, which is a little ridiculous considering they're in a small pocket of woods in the middle of suburbia, but like, those are HUMANS out there, we can't just APPROACH them! Unfortunately, suburban woodland is not conducive to foraging. Hawk Hunter is adept at catching antlerless jackalopes so they've got that going for them.

Hunter is trying to figure out how to get home, but Jasper is well aware that that was Eda's portal they went through and is pretty sure that it isn't gonna reopen anytime soon. He's also realizing that this could actually be the opportunity he's been waiting for. If they don't go back to the Boiling Isles, he has time to explain things to Hunter. Even if the kid refuses to believe him, what's he gonna do? He can't run back and tell Belos. Jasper might actually have time to convince Hunter of the truth.

(Idk how to justify the portal not opening for 1-2 years, but for the sake of the plot the portal needs to not open. Maybe Eda's taking a break from the Human Realm because the trash slug pickings are so good. Maybe she comes through one time and Jasper pounces on her and tells her she can ONLY DO IT at a predetermined time when he can make sure Hunter doesn't see it. Heck, maybe JASPER somehow has the portal key and hasn't told Hunter and is well aware that the portal WON'T open because he's got their only ticket home… And much later this leads to "WE COULD'VE GONE HOME THIS WHOLE TIME???")

After a few days Jasper's feeling pretty confident that this might actually work so he's like, okay, look, if we're working together it's not really convenient for me to wear this mask all the time, so…I'm gonna take it off. Uh. Please don't freak out.

Hunter: WHY THE FUCK DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?

Jasper: Hey look, Hawk's brought dinner, I'm gonna go skin this byyyyyyye.

Inevitably, Luz discovers them.

And this is the point where I need to change gears, because tbh I'm having the most fun imagining this AU from Camila's POV.

Luz is like "Mama, I've made some friends! They're magic! They're living in the abandoned house out back! I'm taking them snacks!"

Camila is like MIJA WHAT? and runs after her. She's expecting criminals or delinquents and instead finds a pair of Renaissance Faire hobos. The man is very polite but his son is glaring at her and Luz suspiciously and they both hedge around basic questions like "why are you living in this abandoned house?" and "where did you come from?" with very unconvincing answers. Camila's realistic side is telling her to call the police, but her sci-fi side is taking note of their pointy ears, and the fact that their clothes look way more functional and lived-in than any cosplay she's ever seen, and how Luz keeps insisting that they're magic, and she's just like…y'know what, I'm just gonna leave this be.

Except she can't stay uninvolved because Luz keeps hanging out with these people and she's…glad her daughter is finally making friends, but she is also keeping an eye on them. She has…some concerns.

Camila: So what kind of hawk is that?

Jasper: Uh…brown?

Camila: …Do you have a falconry license?

Jasper: A what?

Camila is like, oh my god. Do I need to call the Fish & Wildlife Service?

She goes over to check on them one day and finds them in the middle of an argument amplified by non-magical staff fighting and she's just like, oh my god. Do I need to call Child Protective Services? Then she realizes that actually Hunter is inflicting most of the injuries here and Jasper's just kinda taking it while Hunter yells at him and she's like. Do…do I need to call Adult Protective Services?

One day she finds them skinning a deer on their front porch and she's like YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT and they're like what, why? and she's like YOU NEED A HUNTING PERMIT and they're like…why?

At some point Jasper decides to go scope out the town and maybe find a way to acquire some supplies. Camila sees him walking out of the woods by her house and she runs outside to stop him.

Camila: Jasper! You can't just walk around with a mask on!

Jasper: What? Uh…okay, I guess it is a little flashy, I'll just wear the face covering.

Camila: Jasper, you cannot go into town with your face covered, we don't do that here.

Jasper: But my face is going to attract a lot of attention I'd rather avoid?

Camila: You are going to attract SO MUCH MORE attention if you COVER YOUR FACE like a CRIMINAL.

Jasper: Okay, I'll just pull my hood down really far.

Camila: NO ONE WEARS CAPES OR HOODS, JASPER, ESPECIALLY NOT IN SUMMER. Look, how about I just drive you around town, and if anyone asks we'll tell them you're an avid hiker who survived a grizzly bear attack.

Jasper: What's a grizzly bear?

Camila: I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that question. Let me get my car keys. And grab you a t-shirt.

Hunter says something about how Hawk Hunter is an unholy creation of "wild magic" that needs to be destroyed and Camila's like "oh my god Hunter, no, animal cruelty is WRONG, and also all birds of prey are federally protected species" and Hunter's like "it's made of wood, Mrs. Noceda, it's not even really alive" and Jasper bursts out "HUNTER, THINGS THAT ARE MADE OF PALISTROM WOOD ARE DEFINITELY REAL AND ALIVE!" and Camila doesn't understand the resulting argument but while they're yelling she looks at Hawk Hunter and says "if you need a place to hide just knock on my door" and he scrutinizes her for a moment before giving her a solemn nod. She doesn't want to consider the implications of how she apparently just communicated with a bird.

She's really hung up on whether or not she needs to report a kidnapping. On the one hand, they're obviously father and son. On the other hand, Hunter has mentioned needing to get back to his uncle, who apparently raised him, and he doesn't seem very familiar with Jasper at all, and most kidnappings are committed by family members… But also Hunter's uncle kinda sounds like a religious extremist so…maybe Jasper has reverse-kidnapped a kidnapped child?

Jasper obviously cares about Hunter, but Hunter's acting more like an antagonistic roommate than a son. Though maybe that's just a teenager thing? He really doesn't treat Jasper like he's his dad at all though, Camila's pretty sure Jasper didn't raise Hunter. Best she can figure, after piecing bits together over time, Hunter was raised by his religious extremist uncle, who Jasper was also involved with somehow but managed to get away from, and he seems to want to get Hunter away too, but Hunter doesn't agree.

She becomes reasonably certain that they mean no harm (not that they're harmless, she has SEEN them fight), and she has to admit that she likes them, and she supposes she should be grateful that Luz is making friends. But Camila is WELL AWARE that Jasper and Hunter are, like, not…okay. She's not sure what Jasper's deal is but he clearly has issues. Hunter is a nice kid but he walks this weird line between demanding things like he has the power to requisition whatever he wants on a whim and being super nervously polite. Camila refers to Jasper as Hunter's dad one time, and Hunter turns red and shouts "HE'S NOT MY DAD HE'S MY ARCH-NEMESIS" and Jasper just grimaces and Camila is like I have no idea what you two need therapy for but you DEFINITELY need it.

Luz keeps running off to the woods with her Azura books. She says Hunter nitpicks them for everything they get wrong about magic but she doesn't mind because it sparks interesting conversations about what real magic is like. Camila finds herself wondering if Hunter would be more interested in sci-fi.

She starts digging around in her basement to see if there's any old junk they can use. Jasper's like "oooh can I take this typewriter?" and she goes "oh, sure! do you like writing?" and he's like "haha no it's for Hawk, he's upset he can't properly yell at me right now" and she's just like. Uh. Okay then.

Her old sewing supplies are also discovered. Jasper and Hunter are pretty self-sufficient but Camila does help them out a lot and hasn't called the Human Authorities on them so they're always looking for ways to repay her. Jasper offers to mend the pile of clothes she hasn't had time to fix up and she just gives him all these supplies she hasn't touched in years. So he's sitting there with fabric and thread like, okay, it's been a while, what do I want to make? And then he just instinctually starts on the pattern he's made a hundred times before. Hunter walks in on him an hour later and does a double take and goes "Is that Sprig??" and Jasper stabs himself with the needle.

Luz keeps talking about how they're magic, but Camila hasn't seen any magic. Camila isn't going to comment on the alleged magic. Camila DOES notice that every time she goes over the house appears to be a bit more fixed up, and then it somehow has electricity, and Jasper has started bringing her various fruits and vegetables as thanks-for-not-calling-the-cops gifts, which he is apparently growing in the garden that suddenly grew up overnight. There's an avocado tree, of all things. It popped up the day after she invited them over for dinner and served something with avocado in it and commented on how much she loved avocados and how annoyingly expensive they can be. She doesn't know how Jasper managed to get an avocado tree to grow in Connecticut and she's not gonna ask. It's eventually joined by an orange tree and a lemon tree and a coconut tree and after that last one she casually leaves behind a field guide to trees and their growing regions the next time she visits. Jasper might take it as a challenge because next thing she knows there's a plantain tree, too.

Hunter has either decided to trust Jasper with the staff, or has hit the point where he can't stand living in a leaky old house in a woodland that has proven TERRIBLE for foraging and is willing to risk lending Jasper the staff if it improves their situation, or refuses to trust Jasper with the staff but is willing to let Jasper coach him through how to fix up the house and grow the garden. Hunter's like "do you even know how to fix a house?" and Jasper's like "of course I do, and it'll be nowhere near as hard as remodeling a cave without magic" and Hunter's like "okay yeah from the ten seconds I saw of it it was a nice cave" and Jasper's like "aw you remember the cave?" and Hunter's like "shut up."

Luz wants to know allllll about the Boiling Isles and Hunter tells her about how great it is and she sighs like "I wish I could go there" and Hunter's like "Well, once we find our way home, you can come with us! Maybe I could convince my uncle to let you work with me. The Emperor's Coven is great, we get to sleep in until 5AM and we get a whole day off every year and we help bring order and stability to the Empire!" And Luz is like "Never mind, your fantasy world sounds oppressive. Ooh, wait, are there rebels? You said Jasper's your nemesis, does that mean he's a rebel? Maybe I'll just join the rebels" and Hunter's like "If you do that I'm legally obligated to arrest you" and Luz is like "Hey, my mom hasn't gotten you arrested for squatting, you owe me."

Camila actually manages to wheedle answers out of Jasper one day while they're drinking spiked lemonade on the porch (his lemons, her vodka) and she asks "what is you guys' deal?" Jasper admits "I am desperately trying to deprogram my son from a cult" and she's like holy shit okay that actually tracks. Do you want me to get you some books? Do you want me to call Rick Alan Ross?

At some point Hunter storms into Camila's house and announces that he is staying for the night, and possibly the foreseeable future, and then tacks on an anxious "please." Luz starts squealing about a sleepover and Camila is just like "Is…everything okay with you and your father?" and Hunter looks really lost and doesn't answer and lets Luz drag him away. Camila goes to see Jasper that night and finds him sitting on the porch roof gazing up at the suburban light pollution and she calls up "Are you two okay?" and Jasper grimaces down at her and says "I might've…told him about how I created him?" and Camila's like yikes, I hope things don't go this bad with Luz when I give her The Talk. Meanwhile Hunter is laying in a sleeping bag next to Luz, staring at the ceiling and having a crisis.

Idk, I don't actually have any ideas regarding The Reveal or father/son bonding or how this all factors into the show plot or whatever, like, I'm exclusively hooked on Camila being extremely concerned and confused but ultimately deciding that she isn't gonna narc on her weird new neighbors, lol.

I guess regarding father/son things, since this is probably not long after Manny's death and Luz is grieving, we could say she probably talks to Hunter a LOT about her dad, and how much she misses him, and Hunter sits through all these monologues and considers how his arch-nemesis is actually, apparently, his father, and between Luz's grief and being stuck in the Human Realm with no way home and the fact that he has always wondered about his family, he figures he can maybe give Jasper a chance. So that could work.

But really it's like, in the background we have Hunter and Jasper dealing with their fantasy problems and navigating their newfound relationship, and in the FOREGROUND we've got Camila helping them settle in and pass as humans and telling them to stop poaching the local ecosystem, god, this isn't 1600s colonial Connecticut this is suburbia, if you want meat I'll get you some from the grocery store, you give me more than enough avocados to make up for it. Also she's quietly researching squatter's rights and digging into public property records and asking her elderly neighbors questions until she learns that the folks who owned the abandoned house retired to Florida and died 20 years ago and their son who inherited has apparently forgotten he owns the place.

I guess at some point Jasper and Hunter DO go look around town, which is when we get "Why is the Golden Guard symbol on this town's sign?" and then Hunter stares at a certain statue before calling over to Jasper "Hey, who's Caleb Wittebane and do you have any idea why we look exactly like him?" while Jasper is like "Caleb WHO?" and then five seconds later both of them looking at the other statue and going "Is that fucking BELOS?"

Luz: Why are you two suddenly obsessed with researching my boring town's boring history?

Hunter: IT'S IMPORTANT, HUMAN. Tell me everything you know about the Wittebanes!

Luz: Uhhhh idk, I think there was a reenactment at the Halloween festival last year? I didn't pay attention, reenactments are dumb.

Hunter: HOW do you know so little about the place where you live??

Luz: Dude, I've lived here for less than two years. Besides, historical witches are nothing like fantasy ones. They're BORING. That reenactment was a trial. Why would I want to think about the colonial legal process when I'm thinking about witches? Have you seen my report card? History is not one of my special interests.

Unfortunately for Luz, history has just become Hunter and Jasper's special interest, and she is their unwilling guide and provider of context for Human Things. They start exploring Old Gravesfield and she's like "whyyyyyyy are we wandering around an old cemetery full of dead people no one cares about anymore??" while Hunter and Jasper are taking note of old Puritan names on the headstones and Jasper is like "there are WAY too many of these that are similar to past Golden Guard names, that can't be a coincidence." They go to the historical society and low-key grill Jacob Hopkins for info (low-key because the guy is happy to talk and talk and TALK) while Luz is just dying in the background. They don't have ID to get library cards so they keep dragging her to the library to check out books for them. They're reading about colonial history and Puritan philosophy and Luz is just like WHY do you CARE, you guys are from a FANTASY WORLD that is SO MUCH COOLER than this boring old place! Hunter shows her his cloak like "Luz the Golden Guard symbol is on the historic seal of your town" and she's like OH WAIT MAGICAL MYSTERY?? and is suddenly a bit more interested.

Camila comes home one day to find Jasper facedown on her living room floor surrounded by books while Hunter paces around muttering to himself and she goes to Luz in the kitchen like "Uh…are they okay?" and Luz looks up from her phone like "Huh? Oh, yeah, I think they just found out they're Christian or something."

Camila is like. Um. What?

Luz goes on "But not, like, Narnia fantasy generic Christian, like. Weird Christian. I dunno, they've been taking a lot of notes about Puritan beliefs and Bible verses and I think something must've clicked because they both suddenly bluescreened. They haven't said much but I guess there's a lot of stuff that's really uncomfortably familiar to them?"

Camila tentatively says "I was under the impression that Hunter's uncle was some sort of fundamentalist" and Luz nods like "Oh, yeah, Jasper says Belos is like 400 years old and we have a working theory that he might be Philip Wittebane. I'm just waiting for them to finish reprocessing whatever trauma they just realized is probably religious so they can start infodumping what they just figured out."

(In the living room Jasper is like "He insisted on naming you Hunter. Oh my god. Oh my GOD. That witch-hunting ASSHOLE." Hunter is like "I never bothered to doubt the Day of Unity or 'the will of the Titan' but this 'predetermination' thing sounds very similar and also like complete bullshit. Saying it's the will of an invisible man in the sky makes it sound stupid, but with that perspective I guess it's also stupid to say it's the will of a visible corpse on the ground?")

Of course, Luz won't let them obsess over history forever, so they compromise and do other things too. Like watch nature documentaries, which are less boring for Luz but still helpful for Hunter and Jasper because suburban Connecticut is not a great example of the Human Realm's various ecosystems. Camila finds Hunter watching his fifth documentary about wolves and she's like "are wolves your favorite animal now?" and he's like "no, this is just…extremely important research" and she's like "of course mijo" and then gets him a pack of wolf patches that he sews on all his clothes. She doesn't understand why he and Jasper are so offended by giraffes, though.

Hunter also DOES turn out to love sci-fi. A lot. Camila lets him go through her Cosmic Frontier collection and he flies through it as fast as Luz flew through Azura. Camila isn't sure why he latches on to Chief Engineer O'Bailey so strongly but she knows a comfort blorbo when she sees one. Luz is like "ugh but why sci-fi?" and Hunter is like "the only reason your 'fantasy genre' isn't realistic fiction is because it's WRONG."

At some point Luz has to go back to school. Camila takes note that Hunter is not going to school. She asks about it one time and receives two blank stares in response and then Hunter's like "I finished my schooling years in advance?" and Jasper's like "yeah he's brilliant, he's got published papers in academic journals and everything" and Hunter's like "wait you know about that?" and Jasper's like "of course I know about that! they're really good" and Hunter looks a little touched by this and Camila decides she isn't gonna push the school thing cuz she's pretty sure neither of them legally exist anyway.

Luz complains about school and Hunter is like "You need to pay attention to your teachers and apply yourself to your education!" and Camila is like oh thank god, finally, someone being a positive influence on Luz's academic life. Except then Hunter continues like "Following the rules is the most important thing anyone can do for the betterment of society, deviating from the norm puts all of civilization at risk!" and Camila's like wait no not like that.

On the plus side though Luz does finally get good grades in history! At least for the Colonial America segment. Hunter is offended by her lackluster academic performance so he starts reading her textbooks and helping her with homework and Camila is just thankful that Luz finally has a supportive study buddy. Though she does have to put her foot down when she realizes Luz is trying to get Hunter to write her essays. You have to do your own work, mija; if he's really good enough to get published in academic journals that don't exist, that means your teachers aren't going to believe you wrote it anyway.

So yeah, this goes on for a year or two, and then TOH happens.

I don't really have any ideas regarding how this entire setup would end up affecting the series proper, but I guess it's like. TOH starts but Luz and Hunter and Jasper already know everything. They've figured out the Wittebane backstory and with Jasper's knowledge they've connected it to Belos. They don't know why a witch hunter has made himself emperor, but Belos is obviously evil so it can't be for good reason. Luz gets to the Boiling Isles and she's just like "AW YEAH the last couple of years were just my prologue, TIME TO BE THE MAIN CHARACTER!" while Jasper is like "Hunter please don't do anything stupid I am begging you" and Hunter is like "I JUST WANT TO ASK BELOS ABOUT HIS THOUGHTS ON DOUBLE PREDESTINATION!" (Hell, it's been a year or two, potentially Hunter storms straight into six-month-old Will and is like "oh my god" while Jasper is like "I TOLD YOU" and Will is like "this job gets more suspicious every day.")

Basically Luz, Hunter, and Jasper would end up speedrunning the entire anti-Empire part of the plot. Belos is like "wait what's happening" when the girl he thought he duped centuries ago ends up being super aware of everything he's doing, and Raine is like "wait WHAT'S happening?" when the Martlet suddenly reappears with plans to kill Belos, and Eda is like "ahaha what is HAPPENING?" when Marty and the two kids tagging along with him start causing chaos. (And Will can just be like "wait what IS happening? hmm.")

But meanwhile Camila is left staring at Vee like. Okay. I have a snake daughter now. My human daughter's run off to another realm but I can probably count on Jasper to make sure she doesn't get snatched up by Hunter's uncle's weird religious cult. I've already paid for summer camp so I'm gonna send my new snake daughter off to learn human skills and we'll figure this out.

And then she does her best to keep an eye on Jasper and Hunter's house and keep Jasper's improbable avocado tree alive while he's away. He'd better get back before the autumn frost sets in because she is NOT losing this avocado tree. This is her favorite tree in the entire world and it has done wonders for her grocery bill. Jasper has come over to her house in the dead of winter with a basket full of fresh-picked avocados on multiple occasions and she has never once pointed out that avocados do not grow in the cold, because she highly values her avocado access.

At some point the Day of Unity happens and the gang ends up in the Human Realm but at least Jasper has a house and a garden and knows how to operate here so that takes a lot of weight off Camila. And since the house is nice and lived in it's very easy to see the weird lump of sludgy goop trying to crawl out the door. Camila scoops it up into a glass jar and stares at the single blue eye that stares back at her and asks "Do I want to know what this is?"

"That's my FUCKING UNCLE!" Hunter snaps, snatching the jar from her and shaking it. "Alright asshole, I don't know HOW you survived but I'm glad you did because I have QUESTIONS. Dad, can you grab all my books on Calvinist philosophy? Luz, I need a notebook."

"Hunter I am NOT helping you go insane over Puritans again."

Camila figures they know what they're doing and leaves them to it. She doesn't really want to know how the sludge is Hunter's uncle, but she supposes it's fitting. And she has to admit that she can't really ignore the magic thing anymore. She has a snake daughter now. Magic is clearly real.

Though there's always going to be a small part of her that groans and wonders whyyyyyyyyy did it have to be fantasy? Why magic? Why couldn't it have been a spaceship that landed in the backyard?

Grabs u

Okay I am an angst goblin tho so IMAGINE they tumble through the portal for Reasons and like two weeks later while hunter is out foraging for mushrooms or something Eda pops up and jasper has to tackle her to keep Hunter from seeing, and he's like listen, here's the infodump on what is Up with me and hunter now. This is my best chance to deprogram him. I just need a little more time. So don't come back when he will be here to see you. And Eda is like oh okay sure. Only jasper just keeps pushing off the inevitable "it's time to tell Hunter we can leave" even once he actually managed to get hunter on his side regarding "Belos should not be beating you" and maybe even "the empire is bad-" and, you know. "He is lying to you." ONLY.... Eventually the cookie has to crumble, right? Eventually the bubble has to pop.

One day Eda pops in and pops out, but Luz followed her and left the door open. Just long enough for hunter to see it! And hunter is like omg a way back. But like. For whatever reason he can tell that jasper doesn't want to like maybe he sees jasper closing the door or something and they get into a huge argument and hunter realizes that jasper has known how to get home for YEARS and has kept it secret- so. You know. "He is lying to you." Then the door pops back open and vee comes through, only for hunter to be like fuck YOU and dart straight into the door and slam it behind him, leaving jasper and vee standing outside like HHHHHHHHH

Jasper desperately trying to keep things together like. He knows Eda will be back soon. Either she will toss the human back out or she will come for more crap in a few days. He can keep this under control. He tells vee to pretend to be luz, hey, I was also a slave to the emperor, yada yada ill protect you, just make sure Camila doesn't find out her fucking kid is missing. And he's like okay: I have three months to get back to the boiling isles and retrieve luz and send her home before Camila notices and also I need to find hunter and Also convince him not to hate me for this and ARRRRGHHHH this sucks.

Hunter doesn't know Eda but he DOES know Luz and like. Imagine the hilarity of after Luz and hunter being neighbors and friends for like three years where he has said he could use magic but she's never actually seen it he like, leaps in front of her as if to protect her from Eda with his staff poofing oh some magic armour like back! Away from my innocent human friend who cannot protect herself! And she's just like what the FUCK was that. Gimme that fucking stick right now

Of course once Eda realizes she's gonna be like shit I gotta go get your dad but Hunter is like DAD? and Eda is like wow he really hasn't told you shit huh yikes. But Hunter knows Eda is gonna turn him in now so he's gotta skedoodle. Time to be a weird homeless child occasionally bursting into the main plot because he IS friends with Luz but he's avoiding jasper and Eda and anyone who might turn him in. So he's also like in hiding to not be recognized. And then will exists as the current Golden guard and I'm sure he annoys the piss out of Lilith.

But also just imagining jasper and Camila as getting to be really good friends and he's been insanely cagey with his past but she has gathered a general idea. Finding out like. The Awful Details. Also Hunter is out here trying to protect Luz- maybe even by sending her home lol. Jasper at the owl house with Luz and Eda while he tries to find hunter... And at SOME point Darius is going to show up and oh my god you're ALIVE? you've been in another DIMENSION? YOU BEING IN ANOTHER DIMENSION WAS UNRELATED TO YOU BEING SECRETLY NOT DEAD???

And Raine like. Seeing jasper without a mask and knowing who he is. Finally knowing what's up with hunter and him. And now jasper is staying with Eda. And jasper knows TOO much of raines shit. He knows they're a rebel leader and that's dangerous knowledge! Ohhh it's so dire here....

[sugoiney-weaver]

A Guided Tour of the Fortress Blizzardpaddles

Starting from the top of the fortress, I have a mist generator on the roof

Above the entrance I have a public tavern and a small library. Archer towers surround my fort, though they've never been put to use.

Before the archer towers, I build this platform for my archers. Also never used. The platform in the center was originally just meant to keep snow and rain from falling into the fortress.

At ground level, we have corpse and refuse stockpiles, beehives, nest boxes, and a garden.

On the main floor, we have the trade depot right at the entrance. I separate my trade goods into two stockpiles: one for elves, and one for everyone else. I recently overhauled my military and relocated some of the barracks and archery ranges. at the south is my fishery, which is protected with iron grates in the river and glass blocks above. I'm not sure why but I have perpetual ice in the river. To the east are some new farms I'm building to scale up my dye and cloth production. I also have my surface hospital here, seed storage, and a mist generator.

Below I have archery ranges, soap making, my citizen's/residents tavern (recently rearranged) milling and pressing, farms, and farmer workshops. I'm proud of that tower sticking up out of the water. The river here freezes from mid-autumn to early spring but it was a race against the clock to get that watertight.

Here I have food & Drink storage for the tavern above. I also have a large library with hundreds of written works. Beneath the soapmakers workshops is a stockpile of lye, oil, and tallow. Below the farmers workshops is a stockpile for wool, milk, and processable plants.

Food and drink production, including butchers, ashery (supplying lye upwards), stills, and kitchens.

Storage and supplies for food & drink production, and block & brick storage. meltable objects are above the smelters for recycling.

Manufacturing level. I try to keep workshops grouped by supply chain, with stockpiles above and below in a way that makes sense. See below for an example.

Wood feeds the carpenters and the wood furnace. Fuel is near all the furnaces, kilns, and forges. Textile industry is grouped together. This requires quite a bit of planning, and learning from experience from previous forts.

TEMPLES! I started making quadruple-size temples for the faiths with ~100 followers, because the smaller ones were getting very crowded. Every temple has a bunch of instruments, and almost all of them have a dedicated performer. The large temples are built with steel block walls.

Nobles apartments, and museum.

Guildhalls. I'm starting to build more even if the guilds aren't established yet. As my economy grows more complex, there are a lot more job titles, so there are fewer guilds being established.

Residential quarter. This is my first time giving everyone a 4x4 bedroom. I used to do 1x3 bedrooms, which allowed me to fit 12 rooms per block. I think the dwarves prefer the extra space though. I spent several years renovating the bedrooms by replacing stone walls with porcelain brick, and they LOVE it!

Tombs. Too many tombs. Most of them are full, a lot of them are pets though. My dungeons is here, with my Cask of Amontillado'd werelizard in the northeast corner.

And finally, several layers below, is my cavern hospital. It's really nice to have a second hospital down below for when the Amphibian Folk come and fuck with us.

That's all for this fort. My FPS hovers between 8 and 15 so it takes about 15 hours to go through a single year. I don't want to be done with it, but it's getting unbearably slow.

[teriwrites]

Below: 'The Fun House'

My Live Reactions to Reading Through My 2011 Novel, pt. 7

Dude I KNEW there was a legit fun house!

Oooo first time we're getting Raevin's POV with the whole gang, instead of just centering around Kristen

'Nick could probably had teleported them all there, but she figured they couldn't get lazy with all of this.' is lazy in the room with us?? girl y'all are on the run from multiple groups, maybe cut corners

Kristen and Ben are suddenly chums. Interesting.

Raevin once walked a near-marathon in 2 hours. Sure, why not

And then did it again in the span of time between sunset and nightfall. Uh-huh.

"The circus is in town..." Raevin commented, looking at the tall elephant standing in the middle of the street. "It's either that or my family has come to visit." (a reference to her animal transformation powers, not comparing her deceased relatives to elephants, but also!! who tf is leaving their elephants in the STREET)

The hitmen Mr. J hired to hunt down Lea all look like Smelly Gabe from Percy Jackson

But seriously what kind of hitman wears a wife beater?

Something about this feels very Scooby Doo

"We should really try to avoid these guys," Kristen whispered.' who, the hitmen? The guys tasked with hunting you down? Those guys? You should avoid those guys?

Oooooh shit we're getting Everybody's perspectives for this scene!!

Raevin: fighting off Trinity, in gorilla form (a classic)

Kristen: waging psychological warfare by giving her hitman tormenting visions of his parents

Ben: literally nobody followed him lmao he had to turn around to go back to help fight people off

Nick: sudden reveal of his Actual second power (teleportation only counts as one ig), creating mini tornadoes

Lea: STOPPED TIME??

'Suddenly, everything stopped moving. Lea blinked. She rushed over to Kristen and pulled her out of the way. Mr. J didn't move. Lea ran right in front of Mr. J and did a little dance. Mr. J didn't move. Lea stuck her tongue out and danced over to where Kristen was.' icon

Oh literally Everyone is getting a POV snippet, coolcoolcool

Trinity: appeals to Raevin's conscience to not murder her bc "You're too good for murdering and you know it." (chat, Raevin has, in fact, murdered before)

All of this is going down in a haunted house/fun house combo, including scare actors who have no idea what's going on

"Move!" Mr. J commanded a fake clown. He slammed past it and ran down another hallway.' ha, It reference

'The top floor was no fun house; it was more supplies for the fun house.' fun fact, this was the sort of imagery that inspired the lil book cover I drafted up in Below's wip intro. Just kinda a gross attic

Literal skeleton in closet

'The floor creaked behind him, and he jerked around to see a man, pale and withering away, staring at him. "Wither and die!" the man cried out. "Wither and die!" (what in the actual fuck is going on, there is 0 context for this)

Wow we're even heading back to Nicole

Her body somehow got summoned away from the prison compound and brought to wherever she is rn - some old mansion

WHAT.

For this ceremony she has to do in order to gain full access to her weird demonic powers thing, she has to cremate her physical body????

Can someone please explain my own WIP to me?

Okay she's been entirely on board so far, and it's only once this 'voice' says that most people who try to go through with it shrivel their souls into essentially husks, and NOW she's like 'ooo pal, can I not?'

Back to the fight, and Trinity really just single-handedly took on a Gorilla and managed to survive so yk, good for her

Raevin questioning her loyalty at the last second when seeing her evil old boss faced off with a walking-corpse-guy

It's raining. Of course.

They're all on the roof. Of course.

Mr. J just jumped off a roof and fell six stories. And is totally fine. Of course.

'Instead of stepping back and trying to avoid the energy, the man opened his jaw wider than any live person could do and swallowed it whole. Okay, that was weird, Raevin thought.' NO KIDDING

Where tf did this dead guy come from??? Why was he just hanging out in an attic??? Was he aiming for Mr. J and changed his mind and targeted the kids bc Mr. J was too far away, or is he just going after anybody in his vicinity???

Okay I just read back, I think this was the skeleton in the closet??? Like maybe it was cursed for whoever opened that door?? That answers 0 questions thx

Oh, cool! Mr. J's second power is an inability to die!! Awesome!!!

'I almost felt sorry for her, emphasize on almost.' ignoring the grammar here, Kristen really can't stop her sass huh?

Bill's total powers over the course of this story: ice, stealth, making 'barriers' (force-field-like boundary), perfect mimicry of voices he's never even heard before

THEY LITERALLY JUST LEAVE THE ZOMBIE GUY UP ON THE ROOF

Lea froze him in time and they just went 'not our problem anymore' lmaoooo

'It made me go into hysterics thinking about how much we had learned today.' that makes one of us, Kristen, I'm still reeling

'We ended up sleeping in an alleyway. Lucky for us some rich person threw away their comforters and sheets.' DON'T SLEEP ON THOSE

Yk, maybe it's a good thing I gave up on writing romance post-2011 bc hoo boy... it's rough

Anyways Ben's confessing his feelings for Kristen, and I'm really failing to remember how in the hell this becomes a love triangle with Raevin later on

Like even Raevin is genuinely teasing them about it, no 'what if's in sight

Pretty sure they just teleported to the town they were previously in bc they're talking about going back to the same cafe the next morning

Kristen gets access to the internet, immediately first and foremost checks her email, and she only had 300 new emails in the past TWO YEARS she's been in prison. What a dream

The solution to trying to hide your identities and superpowers is clearly to use said superpowers in clear view of absolutely everybody!

"Let's break," I whispered to Lea, who nodded. She put her hands up and stopped time for everyone but us, and we calmly walked out the door. Then, she raised her hands again and everything was normal. I had to run back in quickly to turn off my email, and several people gave me startled looks.' girl you gotta sign out omg

'I hated seeing people cry, it always made me so angry.' Yeah, Kristen, everything makes you angry

Lea managed to break her foot, maybe. Great! I'm sure that'll go swimmingly out here in the middle of Alabama with no access to a doctor!

Time jump as Lea heals naturally bc of course they don't need a doctor!! Just time and some rest

Meanwhile, in the hospital: Mr. J with a broken arm! As he deserves

Bill with a broken arm, cracked skull, and black eye! As he deserves a little less, but still deserves

'It confused him how an almost if not already dead guy knew so much about him and his curse. It wasn't his fault that he had stumbled upon that tomb was it? Anyone could have.' who is this guy, Indiana Jones??? why does Mr. J have a curse on him???

So the reason Mr. J stops immediately hunting the teens is because he's told by his doctor that he's not allowed to physically fistfight teenagers for 6 months

Nicole is no longer down with the sickness (this ritualistic cremation situation)

'Now that she was free from the grip, she knew that what was about to happen was b-a-d bad.' oh to inhabit the headspace that wrote those words for one more day

genuinely how in the World is this storyline going to find a common thread with the rest of it

Nicole's fix to preventing her body from being destroyed was to re-inhabit it... bc this demonic voice thing is so desperate for servants that apparently it won't destroy the body with the soul inside??

For tricking this thing, her curse is now that if she gets close to anybody, she will 'feel inclined to kill, hurt, and murder them slowly.' Cute!

Real quick ending! Lea has healed, they're facing the sunset, and preparing to head out

"We've faced a lot," Ben told me, turning around to face me. I nodded; escaping a prison, getting into several fights, running from the law. It was a lot to take in. "Let's just head to Auburn tomorrow." "Auburn it is," I nodded and fist-bumped with everyone. We were ready.

Ending Thoughts

That was A Lot to unpack lol I'll throw together more coherent thoughts about the whole novel later, but right now, my head is still spinning from trying to piece together what I just read. But hey! A somewhat-coherent ending! A trajectory for a sequel! My first ever finished novel draft! What a ride. I was so excited to get to this silly little funhouse confrontation, and it delivered. I kinda wish I'd included things like fighting over moving floors and weird perception-twisting rooms and things like that, but yk, I got my hall of mirrors, so I'm satisfied. Also I think whatever Nicole's got going on really deserved its own separate WIP because I'm truly failing to grasp what's happening there in relation to superpowered teens running across Alabama, but hey! Everyone loves a little sideplot, right? Anyways, that was a lot of fun! And now I'm going to go look at literally anything else and thaw out my brain a little lol

[lunaxmar]

Laying in Bed Together ❤️

Fem!reader, gender neutral lover/partner

1,436 words of smut and romance ❤️‍🔥

Genre: Smut, romance, a bit of fluff here and there

Warnings: smut, sub/dom dynamic, fingering, kissing, “master”, orgasm, permission to orgasm, clit play, finger play

A/N: this is my first time writing anything smutty but I like how it turned out and I hope you do too!!

(This could be read as a self-insert or OC story!! The love interest in this short story is gender neutral so you could imagine them however you would like!)

“The rain softly hit the roof as the last of the daylight began to disappear. It was sundown and the dark of the night was quickly approaching. The room was slowly dimming into darkness as we laid with each other. My left leg laid on top of their legs as their hand remained gently laid on my butt. Their other hand was on my back, their touch firm yet gentle. My left hand remained on their chest as my right arm remained laid out on the bed behind them. I occasionally lifted my right hand to touch and caress their hair. 

Although they were fully clothed, I was nearly bare. My skirt laid on the floor by our bed, my ass and thighs covered only by a pair of underwear and black thigh-high socks. The straps of my red long-sleeved top were pulled down to reveal my breasts. My chest and ass were in plain view for them. I enjoyed showing them my body. I reveled in the fact that they not only loved me, but loved my beauty. It was like they couldn’t get enough of my body or my touch. I also knew that they reveled in the fact that they were the only one that got to see me or touch me like that. They loved that I was theirs and theirs only to savor. I felt their chest rise and fall against my touch.

I smiled as I watched them close their eyes and lean their face closer to mine. They slowly opened their eyes and frowned at me when they realized I hadn’t leaned in as well. I stared into their beautiful, lovesick eyes with a soft smile. 

“I would love to kiss you, my love, but…I need something first.”, I whispered in a flirty voice.

“Anything…what do you need?”, they replied immediately, as if on instinct. 

I loved how kind and gentle they were. They always made sure to make me feel happy and loved. All I wanted was to give them that same happiness and love. Yet, I must admit, I enjoyed teasing them.

With a sweet smile, I placed my hand over theirs as it laid on my ass. I slowly took their hand in mine and lowered it until their fingers reached my center. I watched as their eyes widened and their cheeks turned red. I let go of their hand, placing mine on their forearm as their fingers remained on my center. My underwear was the one thing separating their fingers from fully touching my sex.

“Are you sure, honey?”, they asked in a gentle voice. 

I could tell by that awe-struck look in their eyes that they felt excited. That made me so happy.

I nodded and smiled at them, feeling heat rise in my body. They slowly pulled on my underwear until it shifted to the side of my sex. They began to touch me, placing their index and middle fingers against my clit. As their fingertips circled my sensitive bud, I let out a soft whimper. I leaned into them, wrapping my arms around their neck. I looked up at them and saw them smiling down at me with those soft puppy eyes. They slowly increased the speed of their fingers as their touch circled my clit. 

“I wanna make you the happiest, my love. I want you to enjoy yourself and feel amazing. I’m glad to be the only one to bring you this feeling. The only one bringing you to the edge.”, they whispered softly into my ear as I moaned and whimpered.

Their surprisingly brazen words combined with the feeling of their fingertips on my clit caused the heat in my body to rise. My legs trembled as I covered my mouth to keep my moans and whimpers in. That heavenly, euphoric feeling in my center made nearly everything else in the world disappear. Everything except for the one bringing me that pleasure. Suddenly, I heard a light chuckle.

“Wow, you must be getting close, honey. You’re already so wet, and your legs won’t stop shaking. But just remember…” Their voice dropped to a soft whisper as they leaned into my ear once again.

“You don’t finish until I say so.”

My eyes widened as I stared up at them. They were smiling down at me, but I could tell they meant it.

“Don’t worry, I promise I will give you what you want. You’ll just have to wait a little longer. And don’t cover your mouth anymore. I want to hear all the cute sounds that I can draw out of you.”, they spoke in a soft, yet firm voice.

I released my hand from my mouth, touching their chest once again. I continued to moan and whimper, only getting louder as the pleasure in my center grew. 

“F-fuck…I’m…I’m so close!”, I whispered in a trembling, aroused voice.

“Sh, it’s okay, honey. I know. Just relax. Just let me take care of you. Let me make you feel good.”

They looked down at me with a sweet smile, although that look in their eyes seemed nearly hungry. Then, I felt their middle finger slowly enter my vagina until the full length of their finger remained inside of me. I felt my vagina wells squeeze around their finger as the heavenly bliss in my center grew stronger. Pleasure raced through my body as I moaned and whimpered, burying my face into their neck. I felt the heat rise in my chest as they began to move their finger, slowly pulling it back and then pushing it inside of me. Their palm against my clit only heightened my pleasure to another level.

“Your insides are so warm. I love it. It’s amazing!”, they whispered with a laugh.

I pulled my head back to look at them and saw their blushing face smiling down at me. I smiled at them, laying my head against the pillow as they continued to finger me.

“Hey, keep your pretty eyes on me, okay? I wanna see your face when I make you cum.”, they whispered in a firm voice. 

“Y-yes…Whatever you say.”, I whimpered in a soft voice as I stared into their hungry eyes.

I felt their finger increase in speed. I let out another moan as I felt the pleasure build up in my center. 

As their finger rammed into me over and over, they spoke to me in a firm tone.

“Ask me for what you want. And say Master.”

“M-master…”, I spoke in a trembling voice. “Please make me cum, master!”

My Master smiled down at me, a sickly sweet look in their eyes as they listened to my words.

“Of course, my love. Anything for you.”

Their finger continued to penetrate my vagina as the palm remained atop of my clitoris. I whimpered as I stared at them, feeling the heat in my body grow and the euphoric pleasure between my legs build up more and more. As I felt the pleasure in my sex grow close to a climax, I clutched their forearm and gazed into their eyes. Suddenly, they leaned closer to my face until their lips met mine. They kissed me until my lips parted and our tongues touched. The warmth of their mouth and the sweetness of the kiss finally brought me to the edge. 

I whimpered into their mouth as I arched my back. Waves of pleasure coursed through my body as my eyes fluttered open and rolled to the back of my skull. The walls of my vagina squeezed and pulsed around their finger as I rode out the waves of euphoria. As I felt the last waves leave my body, I laid my head against the pillow and began to pant softly. I closed my eyes as I smiled in satisfaction.

“Thank you…Thank you so much!”, I whispered softly.

“It was truly my pleasure.”, they whispered in a smooth voice before gently pressing their lips against mine once again. 

Although my eyes were closed, I could feel them watching me as exhaustion slowly took over my body. I felt happy knowing they were there with me. Looking after me. Loving me.

“I love you.”, I whispered gently.

“I love you, too.”, they whispered back, touching a strand of my hair.

I smiled at their words. They laid down on the bed next to me and gently pulled me into their arms. My head laid on their chest as they stroked my hair. Their other arm was wrapped around my back. My smile never left my face as I fell asleep in their arms.”

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