#because my sister has been super stressed about school and it will make her feel a lot better if she can prepare her school stuff at home

[apfel07]

I guess it's being upset about stupid stuff time

[redroses07]

F**k It I Love You /// Michael Langdon

Michael Langdon x Fem!reader

Summary: Reader is a witch, but her and Michael seem to have a special connection. So what happens when her coven has to oversee Michael taking the test of The Seven Wonders. Will she stay loyal to her coven, or herself?

CW: Swearing, Kissing, Alludes to smut, Sexual themes, some violence.

WC: 3.2k

A/N: Hey guys!!! My first full fic after my year long disappearance!!! I really like this and I'm super excited to post it! I'll definitely make a part two if this does good, or upon request. With perhaps smut? Anyways I hope everyone is doing well!! Love y'all and as always, enjoy! ♡⋆˙

You sit in your lonely, over sized room at Miss Robichaux's academy, awaiting this afternoon's daunting task. You and the rest of the witches on the council, including Zoe, Myrtle, and Cordelia, were to visit Hawthorne school for young warlocks.

It was a place where none of the witches, including you, enjoyed visiting. Mostly due to the crude and pompous attitude of the warlocks towards you and your sisters.

It's not your fault that warlocks were naturally inferior to witches. Come to think of it you had never met a warlock who was so much as tolerable. Well...that is until a few months ago.

This particular visit to Hawthorne was something no witch, or warlock for that matter, had ever thought would come to pass.

For the first time ever, the test of the Seven Wonders will be performed on a warlock. A young man named Michael Langdon.

From the beginning Cordelia, your coven's supreme, had refused to perform this test deeming that it would be suicide. That was until Michael brought two witches, Queenie and Madison, back from the dead.

While this changed her mind, it also raised her concerns about Michael.

Cordelia had called a meeting with you and the rest of the council prior to your departure. She had described a darkness in Michael, one she had never seen in someone before. She described his energy as almost inhuman, something otherworldly.

"I am warning you all, proceed with caution." Cordelia had said.

While you smiled and agreed like you had been made to do, you had other thoughts on your mind.

You had connected with Michael from the moment you first met him, and in a way you had never experienced with another. Your fellow witches had been standoffish and dismissive to him, most likely feeling threatened by his power, you didn't feel the need.

He seemed to feel comfortable around you from the beginning. You didn't know if it was because you were the only witch who cared enough to treat him like a human being, or if there were other reasons. Despite that, conversation with Michael came easy, and the more interactions the two of you had the closer you became.

What was originally a simple act of kindness turned into prolonged eye contact and uncontrollable eye contact. The increasingly frequent visits to Hawthorne began to feel less like a punishment and more like a reward.

No matter, your sisters came first, which meant you had to push your growing emotions away.

Under any other circumstance you would be excited to see your friend, but the Seven Wonders weren't just any other event. Especially after Cordelia's warning, so unfortunately today was going to be stressful no matter what.

"Hurry up everyone, time to go!" you heard Cordelia call, annoyance in her voice.

You jumped up, not wanting to anger her further, fixed your hat, and headed down the stairs.

You, Cordelia, Zoe, and Myrtle all gathered in a circle in order to transmutate to Hawthorne collectively. Queenie and Madison also joined you, Madison wearing her iconic scowl.

You stood next to Zoe, your favorite among the council. Not that you disliked the other witches...but Myrtle was a little batty and Cordelia was well...Cordelia.

"Prepare yourselves sisters." Cordelia said softly, a serious look on her face.

Next thing you knew, your group was standing outside the strange structure that was Hawthorne School for Exceptional Young Men.

The six of you walked in, all trailing behind Cordelia.

You passed through the dark corridors, trying to hide the fact that you hoped Michael would appear around the corner.

When you and your magical companions made it to the room where the testing would take place you were greeted by warlock Ariel Augustus.

Out of all the warlocks you despised he was by far the worst, there was just something so off-putting about him. Yet you still shook his hand and gave him a half-hearted smile.

You gave the room a quick glance, looking for Michael.

"And when will Michael be joining us?" You asked Ariel.

"I would like to get this over as quickly as possible" You add, in an effort to seem disinterested.

Ariel looks at you with a sour face before looking over your shoulder towards the door.

"Well, it looks like you've got your wish because here comes the young warlock now." Ariel replies with distaste.

You turn around, and are faced with Michael's golden locks and icy blue eyes. He's wearing his usual, a long black cloak over his school uniform, yet he somehow manages to make the basic outfit look better than ever.

"Hello Michael." You say formally, keeping your serious composure. All while the two of you exchange a playful look, agreeing that these formalities are ridiculous.

Michael greeted you and the two of you drifted off to the far side of the room where you pretended to make small talk.

"God, this is so stressful." Michael says to you, breathing out a frustrated sigh.

Around others Michael had the tendency to put on a show, but never for you. With you, he was free of judgement.

"It'll be okay, just trust your instincts. You've got this." If Cordelia knew you were giving Michael advice you would surely be punished, but she doesn't need to know.

Michael shifted on his feet and looked at the ground, failing at hiding the blush creeping up his pale cheeks.

You almost reached out to give him a hug of reassurance but then remembered the others in the room. If you were being honest with yourself you really did have feelings for him, although reality told you that would never work out.

"Can we all just shut up and get on with this shit." Madison announced with an eye roll.

It was never a dull moment with her around.

"Yes, yes." Myrtle said.

Everyone took a seat as Cordelia began to explain the rules of the seven wonders.

You and Michael stood near each other behind a couch.

You figured since your lower bodies were hidden from the others it would be safe to reach out and squeeze his hand for reassurance.

You slowly put Michael's hand in yours and ran your fingers across his knuckles. His palms were sweaty. You truly believed you were the only one who sympathized with him on this, and you were glad you could give him that.

You and Michael made eye contact and exchanged a look of longing.

You broke the eye contact to look at Zoe who was giving you a look as if to say "stop what you're doing." She knew, of course she knew. Zoe was your best friend, of course she could tell when you liked a boy. Even if the circumstances were far more dire than your average high school romance.

You drop Michael's hand but he reaches back over and pulls it back, signaling "stay"

You sigh, what on earth were you getting yourself into.

"Okay, now if the rules are understood, we may begin." Cordelia announced, while scanning the room.

No one objected, and Ariel motioned for you all to follow him.

You felt the warmth of Michael's hand leaving you, and you were released from your own thoughts. You looked over at him to see him slowly walking towards the exit.

"Come on," Michael called back to you giving you a half-hearted smile.

You hurriedly caught up with him and the rest of the group, although the both of you remained at the end of the pack.

Ariel led you down a series of dark corridors. They all looked the same, and you began to lose count of the amount of turns you had taken.

Good luck getting out of here if you needed to make a break for it, you thought to yourself.

When you finally reached your destination, everyone gathered in the center of the large room. It looked just like every other room at Hawthorne, drab and dungeon-like. The only difference here was that it was larger and relatively empty.

Cordelia stood in the center of the room, a stern expression on her face.

"The first of the seven wonders, Telekinesis." She pointed to Michael, calling for him to join her in the center of the room.

You watched him as he walked towards her. He did almost too good of a job at hiding his nerves, walking with such effortless grace. You were almost envious.

Michael pointed to a candle hanging on the wall along the far side of the room. The candle quickly floated into his grasp.

The warlocks applauded, looking thrilled with his performance.

Telekinesis was the easiest of the seven wonders, and one any basic witch or warlock could easily achieve. So, naturally you and your fellow witches remained unimpressed.

"Next is Concilium, or mind control." Cordelia explained, gesturing for Michael to begin.

Michael also demonstrated this with ease, making Zoe and Madison perform a dance before everyone's eyes.

The next four Seven Wonders, Transmutation, Divination, Pyrokinesis, and Vitalum Vitalus, were all demonstrated by Michael perfectly. Even better than yourself you had to admit, which was odd considering how inexperienced he was.

The further the test progressed, the more concerned the members of your coven looked. You were torn, as you usually were when it came to Michael. Part of you shared your coven's concerns, after all, a male supreme would change the course of all of your lives. The rational part of you did not ever want to see a world where the powers of a warlock surpassed yours. Yet another part of you, the part that cared for Michael, wanted him to succeed despite all other factors.

Although the hardest test of the Seven Wonders, Descensum, had yet to be tested. And you knew Cordelia wouldn't let Michael get off without adding a catch.

"Today, I'm not asking you to perform this wonder...I am asking you to conquer it." Just as you had expected, Cordelia was going to twist the rules.

Cordelia proceeded to ask Michael to retrieve the long lost Misty Day from the underworld, where she was banished after being unable to achieve the seventh wonder.

You glanced over at Michael, who stared Cordelia dead in the eye. You weren't surprised that he looked unfazed, he had in fact done this before when he brought Madison back from the dead.

Despite that, the warlocks were outraged, arguing with Cordelia about the task's unfairness.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Michael said calmly and definitively, shutting everyone up.

You gave Michael a concerned look, which he combated with a soft smile.

Michael laid down on the floor, getting in the position needed for the task. He began reciting the spell, which was a jumble of Latin words.

Michael then fell into a deep trance, signaling that the process of Descensum had begun.

Now all that was left to do was to wait.

You walked to the back of the room and sat in a chair next to Zoe and Queenie. You tapped your foot on the floor nervously, your heel making a repetitive clicking noise.

You waited in silence for about ten minutes, your eyes glued to Michael just in case.

"My god how long is this supposed to take, some people have things to do." Madison huffed, and as if on cue Michael shot up into a sitting position.

You, along with everyone else, rushed forward in anticipation.

"Where's Misty?" Cordelia demanded angrily.

Michael said nothing. He stared blankly at the wall, breathing heavily.

Before you could stop yourself you leaned down to check if he was okay, but just as you placed your hand on his shoulder someone's tight grip pulled you back.

"Watch out!" Zoe yelled, as she yanked you towards her.

You stumbled over your feet, nearly losing your balance. You looked below you and your eyes widened at what you saw.

Misty had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and right where you had been only moments before.

You were in shock, and apparently so was Cordelia.

She dropped to the ground and pulled Misty into a tight hug, tears falling from her face.

You looked over at Michael, who staggered back towards a table in the corner of the room. He looked exhausted, and you fought the urge to ask him if he was okay.

Your focus shifted when you heard Misty call your name.

The curly haired woman gave you a long teary eyed hug, and you only now realized how much you had missed her. You made a mental note to thank Michael for this reunion later.

"Cordelia!" Queenie yelled, and once again you were forced to shift your attention.

Cordelia was hunched over, blood running down her nose. She looked weak, like she had after seeing Queenie and Madison return.

"What's happening?" Madison shouted.

"What happens every time a new supreme rises, the old one begins to fade." One of the warlocks said proudly.

"You're a pathetic pompous ass!" Myrtle spat, pulling Cordelia close to her.

You followed her example and stepped closer to your supreme, putting your hand on her shoulder in reassurance.

"There is no denying it...Michael is the new supreme." Cordelia huffed before nearly collapsing to the floor.

You gasped, scrambling to help her back to her feet. Once Cordelia was stable again Myrtle and Misty carried her to a private room to help her recover.

"Well...I guess we will reconvene later." Ariel announced to the rooms remaining occupants.

As everyone began to file out of the room you saw Michael head in your direction. You began walking over to meet him when Zoe grabbed onto your arm once more.

She pulled you in the opposite direction and loudly announced, "Can I talk to you for a moment."

Before you had time to object she had pulled you out of the room and down one of the many dark corridors.

"Zoe is everything o-" She cut you off.

"Do you know how dangerous what you're doing is?" Zoe scolded.

Your stomach dropped.

"What do you mean..." you replied, acting clueless.

Zoe sighed in frustration.

'I'm your best friend, you think I don't see how you two look at each other?"

Dammit. Was it that obvious?

"Zoe, I know it's wrong. I know the coven will disapprove. I'm sorry. I'll make it go away, I promise." You sounded defeated.

Zoe pursed her lips. "Listen, I'm not saying you have to stop. I'm just saying be better at hiding it. Cause you know what will happen if Cordelia finds out."

You sighed, she was right. Cordelia would be furious if she knew, especially since she was already so suspicious of Michael. It would likely even be grounds for being burned at the stake.

"I'm just saying be careful is all, but other than that my lips are sealed." Zoe said.

You nodded in agreement and smiled at your friend.

"Be safe." Zoe hugged you quickly before walking off to go check on Cordelia.

You turned on your heel and walked down the hall, a long sigh escaping your lips.

As you turned the corner you felt someone's strong grip pull you down a darkened hall.

"What the hell-"

You looked up to see Michael looming above you.

"Jesus, Michael you scared me." You gasped, hand on your fast beating heart.

"I heard everything, everything Zoe said to you." Michael said, his piercing blue eyes burning into yours.

Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach.

"Michael. She's right you know. I mean my coven hates you, what would they think?" You explained.

"Shhhh.." Michael whispered as he brought his index finger to your lips.

"I don't care, what we have is more important."

"Don't you agree?"

Michael took your hands in his and brought them to his chest. He looked at you in a pleading, almost desperate way.

"Michael, I-" You said unsure of your actions. You knew the consequences of betraying your coven, but were you ready to embrace them? you didn't know.

"Please..." Michael stammered.

You felt his hot breath against your already warm skin. The strong scent of his cologne filled your nostrils. everything about him was irresistible, it was all just too much.

"I can't wait any longer. I need this, I need you." Michael said.

That was it for you.

"Oh just fuck it." You said before pressing your lips harshly to his.

You pulled Michael down by the front of his shirt to better adjust to his height.

The kiss was short lived, but that didn't stop you from wanting more.

Thankfully Michael felt the same because he reached for the nearest door and opened it, pulling you inside.

He kissed you sloppily and hungrily as he yanked you through the doorway. He slammed the door behind you while continuing to kiss you.

"Is this a closet?" You asked, looking around at the small space.

"I believe so..." Michael replied, smiling at you.

You laughed and kissed him again.

Michael pushed you into the corner while kissing you slowly. He bit down on your lip, drawing a significant amount of blood. You let out a soft moan as Michael sucked at the small wound.

Michael broke the kiss and gazed at you lovingly.

"God you're so beautiful."

You smiled, trying to hide your flustered reaction. He made your heart do back flips.

Michael kissed you on the cheek, then your lips again.

"Everyone's probably looking for me, I can't be gone too long. After all I am the supreme now." Michael said with a smirk.

"Just a few more minutes please." You whined, pulling him into you.

'Well, I guess I can make time for you." Michael kissed you harshly as if this was the last chance he'd ever get to.

His hand snaked down your back and stopped to tightly wrap around your waist. You couldn't hear anything except heavy breathing from the both of you.

You reached up, lacing your fingers through Michael's hair. You pulled at the long blonde locks.

Michael put his hands under your thighs and hoisted you up around his waist. This gave his easier access to your neck and chest, which he began pressing desperate kisses to.

Michael nipped and sucked at your neck and parts of your slightly exposed chest. Only then did you feel something poking you beneath where your legs were wrapped around Michael's waist.

"Well someone's excited." You stated.

"What can I say?" Michael laughed softly.

You smiled, rolling your eyes at his sarcasm.

"Want me to take care of that for you?"

Michael's face turned red, clearly embarrassed. As much as he tried to hide behind his 'bad boy' persona, he truly was just an awkward guy.

"As much as I'd love that it'll have to be another time. Unfortunately I have more important things to take care of." Michael sighed.

You frowned, disappointed. He was right.

"How about this. Tomorrow night we meet, and we can finish what we started." Michael inquired, tracing his finger across your jawline.

You smiled,

"That works for me."

On that note you and Michael exited the cramped closet. But before stepping out into the hall Michael pulled you in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around you lovingly, and you sank into his touch.

"I love you." Michael whispered so quietly you could barely hear him.

"I love you too." You replied with no hesitation.

Michael kissed you on the forehead before stepping out into the hall.

"Till tomorrow, my love." Were his parting words as Michael disappeared around the corner.

You laughed to yourself, what an adventure this was going to be.

[takumaswife]

My Pretty Girl - Todoroki's Sister x Shoji Sameoka

Word count: 2400

A/N: Another think that has been in my drafts for months that I forgot about but look at my pretty sameoka boy🥹

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"Oi, Sameoka!" Shoji heard the voice of his partner calling him. He smiled before turning to see to see his girlfriend of sixteen months running towards him. Chuckling, Shoji looked at you and raised one of his brows. "If you're calling me like that, you must be looking for a fight." He teased, making your lips pout. He pulled you into a hug and gave you a small kiss on the lips. "Come on, my pretty girl." You two were currently at one of your favorite dessert shop in the Oya district.

"How was your classes?" Shoji asked as he opened the door for you, letting you take the lead inside. You looked down at your school uniform and sighed, shaking your head. "The test have been super stressful.. If I don't pass, I won't get into college. Then Todoroki will be the favorite delinquent." You spoke with a chuckle, joking about your older brother. Shoji laughed and grabbed your hand, leading you to the table you two always sat at since your first date.

Spending about an hour trying new desserts and drinks, the two of you were now just sitting and enjoying each other's company. "How's your schooling?" You asked your boyfriend who had his head laid on the table against his arms. Your fingers played with his hair. It was down and curly, so soft and smelled like the cologne you had bought him for valentines day. Shoji, however, had a secret that he had kept from you since the beginning of the relationship. He had to lie everyday to keep from losing the girl he very much loved. "It was fine. We got out early and I got to change before coming." He spoke, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling of his hair being played with. You began go whine at how it wasn't fair that his school always got out early, "that's totally unfair." Shoji just chuckled and nodded his head.

Fujin and Raijin were walking through the Oya district, of course looking for Todoroki. They were wanting their rematch, and they weren't going to stop until they found him. As they walked past the dessert shop, Raijin stopped in his tracked as he saw a glance of Shoji and a girl sitting in one of the booths, smiling to each other. "Oi, check this out." Raijin spoke, calling Fujin over. The two peaked inside, looking at the couple and laughing. "So, he's seeing an Seiho girl, huh?" Fujin laughed before the two walked into the shop, shouting loudly as they entered.

Shoji sat up immediately, recognizing the voices of the other leaders of Ebara. Fujin and Raijin walked straight up to the couple, laughing, "well look what we have here." You stood up, Shoji immediately following and standing beside you. "Is our little Sameoka on a date?" Raijin asked. You looked between the three men before stopping on Shoji, "do you know them?" Shoji shook his head, earning another laugh from the two men.

Looking down at the uniforms the men wore, you gasped. "Ebara.. You're in the wrong neighborhood! You better leave!" You spoke, your voice a little shaky. You knew all about the school after your brother came home from the fight between the three. Todoroki had won, but the school left a bad impression to you. Always causing trouble is what it seemed.

"Aw, we have to leave but Sameoka here gets to stay? Hm, how is that fair, Raijin?" Fujin asked, looking down at you with a pout. Raijin? Why did the name sound so familiar. "I know. Ebara students are Ebara students. So what makes Sameoka here different?" Raijin asked, causing Shoji to shake his head. "I have no idea what they are talking about! You two need to leave!" Raijin and Fujin laughed and shook their heads. "Shoji, what are they talking about?" You turned to her boyfriend, taking a step back from him and the other two men.

The truth was, Shoji hid the fact that he went to Ebara because he knew you would never go out with the school that fought your brother and his second hands, Tsuji and Shibaman. "Listen, I can explain." Immediately you shook her head and pushed the male away, "don't touch me, we are done!" You shouted, immediately running out of the shop. Shoji looked at the two men, feeling anger and hurt. He didn't say a word, he just pushed pass them and left the shop.

You ran home as fast as you and into the house, up to your room, locking the door behind you. Sliding down the door and onto the floor, gripping onto your hair. You were angry, confused, but more importantly heartbroken. The man you loved and trusted with all your heart was a fake, a liar. "Was he with me to get to my brother? Was everything a lie!?" You asked in a whisper as a tear slipped down your cheek.

Shoji was on his way back to his own neighborhood when he heard his friends behind him. "Oi, Sameoka! Stop walking and talk to us." Fujin kept shouting, however, Shoji ignored him. As the two leader's got closer, they grabbed Sameoka by the shoulder and stopped him. However, he didn't turn to look at the two men. "Let go, or I'll break your fucking hands." The two men let go and looked at each other. Shoji continued walking until he got home.

For the next few days, Shoji was constantly texting and calling your phone but you ignored him. Eventually it led to you blocking his number.

Sitting on your bed, you looked at the photos you had got printed of you and Sameoka. The two of you were constantly taking pictures from your dates to the few times you went to his house when he offered to make you dinner. Your favorite was one that Shoji's mother took of the two of you, passed out on the couch during one of your regular movie marathons. You had your head on his shoulder, and his head resting against yours. Your fingers intertwined together. Closing your eyes, you ripped it down the middle, separating your bodies in the picture.

Todoroki was walking up the stairs towards his room when he heard sniffling and the sound of ripping paper. The crack in his sister's door showed him the sight. Stepping closer, Todoroki knocked on the door before entering. "Y/n.." He went to speak before he saw your eyes. They were red and puffy, tears still falling down your cheek. Todoroki could feel some anger growing as he stepped even closer. Without saying a word, you quickly got up and ran to hug your brother, sobbing into his chest. He hugged you tightly, staying quiet as he wasn't someone who could comfort with words.

Once you had finally called down, Todoroki looked down at you. "What's going on?" He asked softly, stepping back and rubbing the tears from your cheeks. "S-shoji! He.. He's from Ebara!" You spoke as you started sobbing again. Todoroki raised a brow and looked at you confused. "Shoji? Like.. Sameoka Shoji?" He asked once again, earning a nod from you. Todoroki bit his lip and growled. "He was using me to get to you. I just know it because I think his friend is someone who tried fighting you. Ryujin, Raji.." Yoy started saying names, trying to remember the man's name. "Raijin?" Todoroki asked. "Yes! That's it! He and another guy was there and they walked up to us and Shoji pretended to not know them, but then he said he did!" You explained.

Todoroki was angry now. He kissed your head and sat you down on the bed before leaving the room without a word. "Oh, Roki, dinner is almost ready-" His mother spoke, getting cut off by the door shutting. She hummed and shrugged knowing her son was probably going out to fight, but she couldn't stop him. "Y/n! Dinner is almost ready!" She shouted up the stairs to you.

Todoroki knew exactly where the Ebara leaders hung out, since he had kicked their asses there not too long ago for beating Tsuji and Shibaman up. This time he had no intention on going easy on the men, ALL three men. His sister wasn't someone to mess with.

Sameoka sat on the bench. Reading a magazine. Fujin and Raijin were working out. "Are you ever going to speak to us?" Fujin whined at his best friend as he sat the weights down. Sameoka ignored his question, staying silent. "Come on, Same, why are you so mad about some girl?" Raijin asked as he continued to hit the punching bag. "Some girl?" Shoji shouted as he stood up, throwing the magazine onto the junk coffee table. "That girl was someone I truly fucking loved. And you two idiots ruined it!" Shoji shouted. Both men were taken back as Sameoka wasn't one to get loud or even angry with them. "You two don't know when to grow the fuck up." Shoji continued as he walked towards the entrance of the junkyard. His friends called after him, but he continued walking out. He headed straight home, his body fuming.

Todoroki had arrived minutes after Sameoka left. As he walked into the junkyard, he saw the two bulky men training. Clearing his throat, the two men turned and smirked. "Oi, Todoroki." Raijin smirked, walking away from the punchbag towards the man. "Ready for another fight, huh?" Fujin spoke as he walked over from the weights. Todoroki looked at the two men and then around for Sameoka. "Where is Sameoka?" He asked. Fujin laughed and looked at him, "scared we might kick your ass this time and will need him to save you?" Todoroki growled and looked at the man, speaking harshly. "Where is Sameoka." This time it was statement, not a question.

Eventually, Todoroki got annoyed with Fujin and Raijin's games and they started fighting. It was easy for Todoroki to take the two men down. Despite the two men being stronger, their skills were nothing compared to Todoroki. The two men laid against the ground as Todoroki pulled his glasses from his coat, putting them back on. "Last time I ask, where is Sameoka?" Todoroki growled.

Sameoka was sitting on the couch, staring at the black screen of the TV. He was still so upset, but he was better at holding his emotions in. His mind was filled with memories of him and his girl. How she would probably be beside him right now, watching another rerun of their favorite TV shows they had watched a million times together. How they would probably be waiting on the homemade brownies Y/n would make for Shoji when he was upset.

He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a knock on the door. Sighing, he got up, ready to yell at his two friends who he knew was at his door. "What do you two wa- Todoroki?" Shoji asked, confused. He looked up at the man who had a few cuts and a busted lip. "Want to explain why my little sister is crying?" Todoroki asked, pushing his finger into the man's chest. Shoji shook his head confused, "your sister- I don't even know your sister."

Todoroki grabbed the male by his shirt, bringing him close so they were face to face. "The girl you've been using for the last year and a half? Don't try to play games with me." Todoroki growled. Shoji sighed and looked at the other. "I never used her." He admitted, staring into Todoroki's eyes. "Then what did you want to do to her?" Todoroki asked, his grip on the man's clothes tightening. "To love her.." Shoji whispered.

Todoroki was taken back by the man's words. The look in Shoji's eyes showed Todoroki that he actually meant what he said. Sighing, he let go of the man's shirt and stepped back. "You broke her.. and if you don't want me to break your face, you better fix it." Todoroki threatened the shorter male. Shoji knew he was actually tougher than Todoroki, but he wasn't one to fight without good reason. He just nodded his head to agree. Todoroki stepped aside and pointed towards the direction of his home. Sameoka laughed a bit and began making his way to his ex's house.

You sat in your bed, knees to your chest as you looked at the ripped up pictures on your bed. Over a year with someone you loved, only for everything to be a lie. You looked up as you heard a knock on your door and then the door opening. Expecting to see Todoroki, you frowned when you saw Shoji. "What are you doing here.." You asked as you stepped away from the man. Sameoka stepped up to you slowly and shook his head. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to fix this." He spoke. You shook your head, "no, I want nothing to do with you!" You shouted. "You fought my brother and used me to get to him again." Sameoka held his hands up and shook his head. "Y/n, I promise I never used you. I never wanted to get with you for your brother. I just wanted to be with you." He spoke as he stepped closer to you and grabbed your hands. You tried to pull away but he was stronger. "I promise you, with everything I have, I'm not here to use you. I just want to be with you, Y/n." Shoji spoke, a small tear sliding down his cheek.

It was rare to see Shoji cry. The only other time you saw him cry is when he lost his grandmother. He wasn't one to show his emotions, very similar to your brother. "But Todoroki will-" You started when you were interrupted by your brother's voice. "Todoroki will be fine as long as his sister is happy." You and Shoji turned to see your brother standing in the door, groaning a bit. "Just get back together so I don't have to kill anyone." He commanded before walking away to his room. "So is that a yes?" Shoji asked you. You hummed for a moment before nodding, "yes, but you have to prove to me that I can trust you again." Shoji smirked and cupped your cheeks, "I'll spend my life proving it to you, my pretty girl," he mumbled before connecting your lips in a deep kiss.

[poindexters-labratory]

Explaining FNAF: Hurricane Pt. 1: Before the Storm

Having special interests in FNAF and human nature (especially its oddities) can apparently have adverse effects on a subject. The subject being me.

(Warning, there's a lot)

I have autism, the kind where I get super invested in a niche and can never let it go for just about years on end. My niche is William Afton and his family which has been combined with my trivial knowledge of mental health, mental conditions, neurodivergence, history, storytelling, psychology, etc. to create this conglomerate clusterfuck that is the Hurricane AU.

The alternate universe at its core focuses on the father-son dynamic between Michael and his father William. There are six parts to the Afton Family arc:

Wild Cat

Before the Storm

Blood, Sweat, and Tears

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

Freddy's Emporium

and Reunion

I'll infodump about Before the Storm because that's the first one I mentally created and what I have the most art of.

The lore aspect of FNAF isn't apparent at the moment, that will come later on after the characters are properly introduced with all of their flaws, quirks, positives, negatives, and before the catalyst of the whole plot kicks off, starting from 1980 and ending in 1983. This introduction/rising action section has been dubbed what it is called because Hurricane, Utah and I'm a smartass.

Everything in the Hurricane AU happens very slowly at first and when it kicks off, it shoots like a fucking rocket. It's the small details that have the biggest impact for this first section in order for the rest of the story to make sense, especially why things happen the way they do.

Let me introduce you to the family,

Michael Afton:

Oh, yeah, he's a teenager. Cocky, argumentative, confrontational, and the main character of the entire AU. Before the Storm follows him through his upper teenage years: 15 - 18 (fifteen to eighteen). This guy can fit so much resentment in him. He's also inherently kind, artistic, and stubborn in both a good way and a bad one. His mom left with his baby sister when he was thirteen (13) years old and noticeably hasn't been the same since then. Highly embarrassed of what's left of his family (especially his effeminate, odd, and immature father) plus lack of at-home attention has led to a lot of stunts. He's by no means a hateful person, but he doesn't have the ability to express his unhappiness in a proactive way.

Evan Afton:

A rambunctious elementary school kid. As Michael's kid brother, it's his duty to annoy the shit out of him, and as William's middle child, make him fear for his son's life at times. He isn't careful, so accidents happen a lot with him, see the road rash scars on face, arm, and leg. Through his section he's 7 - 10 (seven to ten) years old, and deals a lot with school, peer, and at-home stress, but he's a generally happy child. He isn't without his quirks, Evan is loud, mean, destructive, and likes to deal with his problems very physically (he's a fighter). Evan deals with night terrors every so often, has some twitches and tics, and by god does he have a temper.

Elizabeth Afton:

Lizzie is far more used to privilege and a quiet home, coming from an estate in London, living with her mother for the six (6) years of her life, but the first summer over to Utah in 1980 led to the interesting discovery that she could be loud, messy, and by her mother's terms, 'un-ladylike'. She provides an outside perspective into a household that has music constantly playing, an argument or fight always happening, and a mess somewhere. She's highly energetic, imaginative, and friendly. Michael had no problem sharing his loud and argumentative nature with her, making her a handful when she comes around.

And William Afton:

Co-owner of Fredbear's Family Diner and Fazbear Entertainment immigrated from London, William has a lot of loves: his children, Henry and his mind, creating whatever he can figure out, and rabbits to name a few. He feels everything with a fierce intensity, and he'll express the intensity. That's typically where problems arise. Especially between him and Michael. Their arguments are usually about not understanding the other. William is a troubled individual, but he does his best to make good choices, but he slips in his decision-making very often. He's chaotic, spiteful, intelligent, energetic, and kinda funny to watch per Michael and Henry's fair opinion. He's fairly young, 32 (thirty-two) years old circa 1980, and at times, acts like a child himself.

Before the Storm has a soap opera feel because the main plot hasn't started, but there's still a lot of backstories to explore and character dynamics to introduce before they're whiplashed by tragedy. The section is treated as a control for what is going to change in on-coming parts. I also just wanted something that felt good with all of the rest being angst.

A tragedy as big as losing a child can take over lives, (especially in a sudden accident) and the family in Before the Storm are the lives that it took. So, this part is an inside view into what exactly was lost.

Feel free to ask me questions; encouraged, really, I love to talk about it. A lot.

[firespirited]

I've been sick with some sort of fluey thing that sets off migraines all week. Did manage to meet the therapist: she's fantastic, no nonsense, up to date science, specializes in autism in women and trauma from interpersonal abuse. Unfortunately I'm going to need that therapist more than ever.

Mum had no intention of doing group therapy, has no interest in fixing our relationship, she's got this idea that it would somehow be taking sides even though she regularly has long whispered conversations with me about how to deal with a situation with sis. I also really upset her by describing dad as having cluster B personality disorders that made him cruel, she read the first sentence of my psych homework and decided she was out.

Because in her mind cruelty requires intent and dad was just being pre-emptively nasty because he'd had a paranoia where he felt we'd been mean. She's retconned him as bpd??? He didn't get paranoias until I was nearly 20. He wasn't borderline, he was a bully. It was calculated and calm not often spontaneous. He had just as many calm collected bouts of psychological violence as he did rages. And oh odd thing right? he never damaged a relationship with a man or employer even if he resented them privately. He never ever once implied he was suicidal to anyone else when that was his go to move. He had depressions and manias, he was rapid cycling. He also managed to keep the damage to his immediate family (except for that school incident) and constantly quitting jobs. There are times when the cluster B was the real issue and other times when he was just selfish and enjoyed his power over others. I know that's an awful thing to say but I've known a lot of cluster B folks who are trying to not break everything and I knew dad well: he blurred the lines between deliberate long term choices and his pathology. His hostility towards my and mum's existence as ill people was obvious to my doctor and every carer we had. My sister's cptsd is mostly from the damage he did with gossip and how she made herself compliant at home.

I can't say this to mum she's in rose tinted glasses mode about dad. The psych definitely noticed when she said some really weird hurtful stuff to me. I did get very serious that she was not to talk about dad around sis. To not even think about it because it could reset her entire recovery.

I have spent the past 25 days neck deep in bpd type cptsd symptoms, learning every trigger point and rebuilding a relationship with sis where she has no idea that I'm just not sharing secrets and fears. I'm still her rock. She's just not my anchor anymore. We're actually doing pretty well now. I can trace the intense anxieties back to last may when she brought a stray dog home and began obsessing about adopting a cat (she's allergic). I can perform the correct emotions on cue instead of relying on just words. Every time she loses trust I reassure and rebuild. She's been able to open up about what she couldn't stand about 'us' (it's not us, she needs a fully quiet space not just a bedroom in a busy flat) etc.

It's sad because every worst fear I outlined in the psych homework came true over the past few days. I have to hope it's some kind of stress phase. Maybe she's got the same flu thing as me and it's making her feel vulnerable and cranky.

There are very good odds she was super spooked at the idea of therapy, goodness knows she doesn't like talking about feelings. The idea that she might one day have to explain her wild family to someone else terrifies her.

Now that I know she's not ok, I need to keep my distance for a while and build myself up so I can handle sis' next crisis alone.

[princess-hope-selfships]

I have a few selfship children, like, kids I had with an f/o but they've been mostly in my head and I think I'm going to make a post about them to give them concrete identities, this is gonna be long and mostly for my reference pfft

My Kids with Elliott

Primrose and Salvador!!! Primrose is the eldest. In my head she's about 8, and Salvador is maybe 3 or 4.

Primrose is a rambunctious little child, loves to play pretend, very imaginative and curious!

She LOVES the animals on the farm, tries to spend time with them, sometimes even ends up bothering them lmao she will sometimes get in trouble for stressing them out by trying to play with them I think

Takes a leader role when she's playing with Salvador

Salvador is also super rambunctious, often gets into places he shouldn't 'cause he's just so damn small and fast lmao

Salvador eagerly follows Primrose everywhere, he thinks she's so cool and wants to be just like her.

Sometimes Primrose gets him in trouble or tries to frame him for things she did, the crafty lil kid

Salvador is scared of most of the animals 😂 He LOVES the cat though, and he's the only one the cat tolerates bothering her like that, to the point of cuddling up with Salvador on her own accord

They are loved by everyone in town!!!! Because I yearn for idyllic small town life. Primrose especially likes Haley and Emily, she likes Haley's fashion sense and loves when she does makeup on her. She really likes Emily's energy and the weird stuff she does. Salvador really likes Gus, always wants to get dinner at the Saloon. Gus loves Salvador's appetite and willingness to try new foods, and always gives him free snacks. Salvador also really likes Shane for some reason??? I think he thinks Shane's standoffishness means that he's shy so he wants to make him feel included lmao

My Kids with Sidon

Thresher and Frill our beloved little zora babies 🥺

They exist in the AU where I become a Zora via a Zora mask like in Maj/ora's Ma/sk, blah blah blah

Thresher and Frill hatched together on the same day only minutes apart. Thresher hatched first.

Thresher is a wild child, very loud and excitable like his father

Frill is a shy kid, a little soft-spoken and very clingy to her parents

Thresher is super protective of Frill but also wants her to come with him on his little adventures!

Though I do think Thresher sometimes gets in trouble for picking on his sister. He can be a little shit sometimes, I think lol he takes things away from her so he can look at it or play with it, and plays keepaway

But if anyone else does that stuff to her he gets really upset and might even get into fights with them

Thresher is also super protective of me, I think, even from Sidon sometimes when Sidon and I are roughhousing or he's picking on me for being short or something pffft Thresher run in like I'LL SAVE YOU MAMA

Thresher thinks his dad is SO COOL and he's right but yeah FDSFH SUPER IDOLIZES HIS DAD !!!

Thresher looks up to Dorephan too, and loves to hear his stories about his feats as the previous king. He loves to hear about Zora history. He probably asks Sidon to recount his own experiences as a bedtime story.

Frill is so creative and so smart, she loves to make her own little pieces of jewelry and she loves gemstones. She collects rocks that she finds, whether or not they're gems, she just has a rock collection and she loves to talk about her rocks and what she named them and makes up stories about them. Of course, we all listen super intently.

Possible Kid with Demyx???

I've had a thought about having a child with Demyx ahfkdjsh he means so much to me and I can kind of imagine us having a kid eventually...

I remember having a fankid designed when I was in high school and selfshipped with Demyx lmao and his name was August, inspired by the film Aug/ust R/ush... idk if I would do that again but I'm considering it..?

They would be such an imaginative little child... with two artists for parents, I think they are just downright wacky and creative and fun and we just absolutely love them and we encourage that creativity so much.

They eagerly learn music and how to play instruments with Demyx!!! Maybe even write him songs and get super excited to play them for him!!

They are genderfluid like their dad!!!

THEY LOVE SORA SOOOOO MUCHHHH I think Sora would be such a wonderful big brother figure to them!!!

[just-a-queer-fanboy]

Long ass ramble about special interests and vivziepop drama because the new trailer has me all the way fucked up

Uhh this starts off being like "wow I'm so weird about this cartoon I kind of hate myself for it" and then the story about how I cut myself off from my special interest (said cartoon) and ruined my mental health in the process just to avoid being weird

Never in a million years did I think a cartoon made by a tumblr girlie would have a chokehold on my psyche but here we are and I am somehow more emotionally attached to it than half the other interests in my life

Like. I'm usually super emotionally numb to almost everything but then act unhinged to seem like I'm not and to be funny but THIS FUCKING TRAILER somehow emotionally affected me?????? Is this a fever dream what the fuck

I can even tell if this is a special interest or a hyperfixation anymore but it is legitimately a part of my identity now and I don't know how to feel about that. Especially with how many allegations go around about the show and the creator and the voice actors and all this shit that never has enough evidence or explanation so you can never tell whether it's real or fake and I just fucking???????????

Like. When I first got sent a screenshot of viv allegedly being transandrophobic, I genuinely broke down. I was sobbing and shaking for 2 or 3 hours straight and I struggled to sleep for a week. My mental health was legitimately wrecked because of how strong my attachment to the creator and her work was/is. And that was DURING a period where i was the most miserable and anxious i had ever been! Then, when I told my sister why I was so stressed and showed her the screenshots, she explained to me how easily they could be faked. And it all felt so stupid.

I've had a similar experience with close to every other drama. The person who sent me the poison music video edited it to seem like it was much more explicit than it really was, and I yet again broke down, because I filled in the blanks myself. Whenever I saw people mock the character designs or writing, I internalized it and decided I was a bad person for enjoying or being inspired by it.

I managed to detach myself enough from it to not seem weird, but I just made myself depressed. I couldn't find something I could replace it with, so I was just empty most of the time. I felt like a horrible person every time I thought about it or saw something related to it, and, spoiler alert, depriving yourself of your special interest(s) isn't good. At all. I couldn't sleep, I was only eating at school so people wouldn't think anything was up, i basically relapsed on every issue I've had in the past 4 years.

So uhh idk how to finish this off but don't be like me don't cut yourself off from your special interests to avoid being judged that is fucking dumb. Also most of the vivzie dramas were fucking dumb anyway. I can think of 1 that was confirmed to be actually wrong, and any others showing actually bad shit have yet to be confirmed, so I really don't care.

Make fun of it with me all you want if you're my friend I accidentally made someone feel like shit about that once when I told them. I don't automatically make it into "I'm bad for liking this" anymore I will gladly mock the bean pole boys

What the fukc did I just write I'm off my meds if you can't tell so I kind of can't string together a coherent thought

[post-office-by-the-bay]

dearest covey,

how is life by the sea treating you? i hope the salty air and wet sand are making you feel at home.

no, but in all seriousness, i love the new blog! this must have taken so long to make! the idea is so cute, too, the vibes are immaculate. I feel like i'm actually at the seaside.

i know i haven't sent a letter in for a while, and i'm sorry, it's just been a super hectic week. i went to visit my grandparents this weekend, and they don't have internet at their cottage, so i wasn't able to access tumblr, but i did manage to finish an essay that has been stressing me out this past week, and i'm really proud of it! in othwe news, i went thrifting on friday, and found the CUTEST white maxi skirt, plus some pretty pajama shorts with blue flowers. i also got some makeup from the mall, including some nice blush/highlighter, and some lip oil. my little brother (5th grade) came third place in a district-wide chess tournament, which makes me a little worried about him getting bullied, but i'm still proud of him lol. seriously, though, that kid is scary smart. he's definitely the favourite child. (joking, I hope). do you have siblings? i have two younger ones, my brother and my sister, and while they can be a pain in the butt and hog the nintendo switch, i'd still die for them any day.

i'm thinking about converting the radio station to a flower shop, if only because there's better inspiration pics on pinterest and i'm not extroverted enough to be a dj lol.

that's all i really have to say, but I hope you life has been good recently!

love from way up in canada, flora. 💐

to my best girl flora,

the salty air is amazing, but compares nothing to sitting in your flower shop with you by my side!!

(squealing- we're so cutesy, you and i!)

no worries about the time between letters. i'll always wait for all of you!! i actually spent my weekend by the beach but i had the worst goddamn cell service like fr not a single bar in sight- pissing me off lmao. congrats on finishing that essay tho!! i FINALLY found time to talk to my ap gov teacher and she was a massive help with my FRQ4 (essay answer, basically) bc ya girl was STRUGGLING. also, i loveeeee when i have a good thrift. i found the cutest tank top the other day but it's been too gloomy to wear as of late.

also, about your brother, TELL HIM CONGRATS FOR ME!! my school is kinda strange bc we're also having chess competitions rn but they are actually hyped up more than football games. everyone who competes is actually so cool and well loved, so just let him know that cool people play chess too!!

i've got an older sister who's pretty cool. but...tbh, i think in every single other universe, im the older sister (lemme explain-). she's got really bad anxiety so my parents have always kinda babied her and there have never really been any expectations put on her, so they were all kinda put on me. i've gotten really good at lying to take the blame for things that she did bc her anxiety and mental issues would just make my parents reaction worse so i just take the blame bc she's my sister. of course im gonna look out for her, ya know??? she also went through a weird phase of wishing i didn't exist to my face when i was like eight BUT she's gone to therapy and apologize for that so we good!! i truly do love her but i know im her protector, not the other way around!! which is chill, ya know!

ANYWAYS MOVING ON FROM THE KINDA TRUAMA DUMP- i think a floral shop would be so so cute!! and while i LOVE the dj theme, i think it's kinda hard but the floral shop will be so much easier and wayyy easier to find pics for too!!

all my love from da beach,

covey 𐙚⊹ ࣪ ˖

[wellhalesbells]

15 Questions, 15 (or whatever) Tags

I was tagged by @kikiroo​ - thank you!!  *heart hug!*

1. Were you named after anybody?

Nope.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Um, I cannot stress enough that I cry at the drop of a hat in fictional situations (pretty much never in real life) so it was either Ted Lasso or reading The Celebrants by Steven Rowley, or it could’ve been The Emperor’s Bone Palace by Hailey Turner - I just finished that.  I can’t remember if I did or not, but I was so stressed out, I probably did, things went poorly for a bit there and I was a wreck.

3. Do you have kids?

I do not and have no plans to.  I’ve never wavered on that, I’ve always been very ‘who knows, could change,’ about it but so far: nah.  And I feel like if I had ever wavered, my sister having two pandemic babies and me being her entire village (I am the only relative who lives in the same state.  And the people who are best at babies do not live in the same country.) has nudged me more firmly towards: that’s really not for you, broh.  I love them to death but I am so glad I get breaks where I just get to be a selfish monster for seventy-two hours straight.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Neever.

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

I played soccer for maybe a few weeks in middle school and then I was like: this is just running, and running is so much worse than sitting, was everyone aware of that?  I’ll be on the bench if you need me. *throws up a peace sign*  Though I did just tell my sister that I would absolutely fucking kill at basketball against K-1st graders and I stand by that.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about someone?

Sense of humor.  Honestly, I don’t know if it’s an ace thing or not, but I can’t even describe people beyond: heightish and hairish until you interest me as a person, which is usually because you make me laugh.  It’s kind of embarrassing sometimes because I really do not notice, and sometimes I’ll be asked to describe someone I’ve been in the vicinity of for, like, two months and I’m like: I genuinely cannot tell you a single thing about this person, I’m so sorry.  I just don’t track details.  That’s why I try really hard with names.  I can’t tell you what they look like in any detail (do they wear glasses? Have freckles? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ), but I can tell you their name.  And sometimes that can feel like a superpower tbqh, because you know who people come to find out the new person’s name: moi.

7. Eye color?

Blue.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Oh scary movies, hands down.  They’re my favoritest things.  I regularly have them on as background noise.

9. Any special talents?

If I do have them, they’re a secret even to me.  I like to have that Kathleen Madigan mindset about it: “What if we’re all prodigies, but it’s just at something we’ve never tried yet? ... What if I sat down at a pottery wheel and made a cup and people were like: Holy Christ, lady, that is the most phenomenal cup ever made.”  It could happen!

10. Where were you born?

St. Pete, Florida.

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, tending to an imaginary beluga whale that lives in my nephew’s bathtub, creating to do lists over and over again that I have no intention of ever completing, and playing Pokemon Go.  There’s a girl at my work and we were the two nerds who were really into it, we would get together, do the fests and the raids and community days and such.  We have now converted half our workplace into either reactivating their accounts or creating them and there are now at least two more people who are just as - if not more - into it than we are.  (Like, they had to make a Pokemon Go policy because of us spreading it like a virus, lololol.)

12. Do you have any pets?

I have a doggo that I accidentally made obsessed with me and super introverted.  You know how they say owners start to resemble their dogs?  Nope.  I broke her and now we like to stay in, are wary of strangers, and essentially try to occupy the same space at all times - I blame COVID, honestly, we were both way more normal before that.  Or she was, anyway.  The good news is I can let her off leash ‘cause she’s going precisely zero places without me.

13. How tall are you?

5’

14. Favorite subject in school?

English in high school, Evolutionary Psychology in college.

15. Dream job?

I hate to say it but: I do not dream of labor.  Anything I’m passionate about doing, I would immediately tarnish by needing it to now be the source of my livelihood.  It would lose all its joy because I would put immense pressure on it.

Though if I could somehow make bank through sleeping? Yeah, that.

I don’t know who to tag because I feel like I’ve seen everyone do this on my dash so: um, whoever hasn’t done it yet and wants to - consider this me tagging you!

[ari-writes-things]

hi!! I'm currently 17k words into my very first queer romance novel! I'm young, very asexual, and on the aromantic spectrum so this is not something I've ever written about before, but I'm so in love with how this project is turning out.

this is gonna be a long one...

the story is in alternating perspectives between these two girls in their junior year of high school, Riley and Andy, who meet through their school's production of Romeo and Juliet.

my original concept for this story was a combination of a bunch of different story ideas I had floating around in my head and one was examining neurodivergence through a lens of theatre. this wasn't ultimately as thematically influential as I initially envisioned, but it gave me the plot point of the girls meeting through high school theatre and ties into Riley's character development. I chose Romeo and Juliet to pay homage to my gay awakening, Bare: A Pop Opera, which takes place in a Catholic school producing the same play.

so, characters:

Riley is autistic and recently moved from a small town in Minnesota to the city in Oregon where the story takes place. she has a brother named Nathan who is four years older than her and, for most of her life, he was her only friend because growing up autistic in a small town doesn't do wonders for the social life. she fell in love with theatre as a way to be anyone but herself and because she unintentionally got quite good at acting from simply trying to Person correctly. Riley's story is one of self-acceptance and trauma recovery. she falls in love with Andy and has to come to grips with the queer identity she'd spent so long repressing and trying to be "normal". I recently decided to layer on an element of previous sexual trauma and how that deeply impacts how Riley views her own sexuality and romantic/sexual relationships.

Andy has lived in Oregon her whole life with her twin sister, Eloise. the two did basically everything together and, even though they're two very different people, Andy doesn't really know who she is separate to her sister. joining theatre in her junior year (where she meets Riley) is the first major thing she's done without Eloise and that brews conflict in their relationship as they explore who they are without each other. Andy has known she was bisexual for a while before the story takes place and she is out to her family, although they didn't take it particularly well. her sister is basically holding the family together all by herself, which adds another level of stress and conflict in the sisters' relationship. Andy's story is about self-discovery and personal growth. her relationships have always been assured and stable since she had Eloise by her side her whole life, so Andy never learned how to properly think of others and put effort into her relationships. her conflict with Eloise and budding romance with Riley really expose her deepest flaws as a sister and as a friend/romantic partner.

I don't know if any of that was particularly coherent, but this is the part where I gush: I love love LOVE how this story is going. the plot is kind of boring objectively since it's just following these two girls going through high school, but the emotions! the angst! the cuteness!! I can't get over their banter and voices and lore!

I've been taking particular effort into making my characters feel like real human beings with real lives leading up to the story. Riley is super outdoorsy and can name basically all kinds of trees and plants. Andy is into outer space and painted constellations on the ceiling with her sister as a kid. Riley can ice skate because she used to practice on the lake when it froze over in the winter. Andy and Eloise play these talking games like "Who Would Win" and "The Secret Game" with each other. Riley wants to be a biologist. Andy is an artist currently really into continuous contour drawings. there's like a hundred other things I could say about them!

and their relationship is just so cute!! Riley feels everything so strongly and lives her life dialed up to eleven so Andy isn't afraid to try new things when she's with her because Riley will put her whole self into it with her. Andy is generally quite nonjudgemental and playful so Riley feels like she can be herself around her. Riley teaches Andy to ice skate and she's the first person Andy teaches the games she plays with Eloise to. their first kiss is on the front porch of a friend's house during the post-show cast party. their first date is coffee and going to a plant nursery to buy matching succulents. Andy doodles all the time and she and Riley pass notes and doodles on post-its during class. Riley keeps the post-its to use as bookmarks. this description doesn't do justice to how adorable they are.

I've currently thought out 75% of this book, made a detailed storyboard for 50%, and actually written maybe 7% but I so badly hope this is a project I stay passionate about and finish. I'm already so in love with the character voices I'm developing and the themes of queer identity, trauma, familial relationships, and mental illness (and more). there's symbolism in rain and stars and trees and art and scripts and I have so many more ideas in my head that I can't wait to pour out onto paper.

okay that's it for now! thanks for listening to me gush about this :D

writers, listen up...

i've fallen out of touch with the writeblr community a lot in the past few years, and i want to rectify that. the community aspect was what made me fall in love with tumblr, and what improved my writing for the better.

the golden days of my writing were when i was highly active and engaged in this wonderful community, but life and work and the horrors of self publishing have overtaken my energy in the past year. however, i have been really struggling with original writing, and i want to get back into the community here.

that said...

you write fantasy with queer characters

are an indie author

post frequently about your wips (taglists are a bonus!)

are queer

are a very active and friendly writer

if any of these apply

please, please reblog and tell me about your wip. gush over it. infodump. characters and ships and worldbuilding and plot, i want it all! this is your invitation to be as selfishly indulgent as possible. let's make some new friends and restore some community!!

boosts appreciated!

[themomsandthecity]

TikTok's "Eldest Daughter Syndrome" Made Me Feel Seen . . . and a Little Attacked

If you ask me, my 24-year tenure as the eldest daughter has been totally fine and super chill - but not everyone remembers it that way. My parents love to rehash the time I organized a weekly meeting to make Christmas presents with my two younger siblings. In exchange for my crafting supplies, they were made to sign Crayola contracts, swearing their dedication to the holiday spirit. I was shocked when they later attempted a Christmas coup . . . but the gifts that year were still impeccable. To be fair, I held the same high standards for myself. In school, I was an avid rule follower, sometimes referred to as "bossy." When I got to middle school, this meant that everything had to be perfect - I had to be perfect. I stayed up all night erasing and rewriting my homework because my handwriting wasn't neat enough. I decorated my history notebook with ribbon and stickers and scrapbook materials just so it would stand out to my teacher. Outside of class, I went to ballet five days a week, chasing the rush I felt from even the most wayward compliment. I took piano lessons for ten years even though I hated it. I read to my sister and walked my brother home after school, once hiding us in my parents' room and grabbing a baseball bat to defend from an intruder (read: the UPS delivery man). On paper, it seems like I'm certainly a candidate for "eldest daughter syndrome" - a buzzy term on TikTok used to describe why so many eldest daughters are the way that we are. As a note: eldest daughter syndrome is not an official diagnosis. As explained by Kati Morton, LMFT in a TikTok with over 500K likes, "It's a term coined to describe the unique pressures and responsibilities placed onto the oldest daughter in the family." According to Morton, this stress can lead to: * Intense feelings of responsibility * Anxiety * Trouble setting and maintaining boundaries * People-pleasing behaviors * Resentment for family * Overachieving * Guilt * Difficulty with adult relationships The idea that birth order can influence one's character isn't new, but some might consider it a bit outdated. Psychotherapist Alfred Adler was one of the first to suggest that birth order might have an effect on personality, and even life outcomes. In 2021, a study published in Frontiers of Psychiatry found that younger siblings in Japan had the fewest reported "difficulties" and considered themselves the most resilient. By contrast, middle children were found to be the most unhappy. That being said, some researchers remain skeptical about the relationship between birth order and personality, due to mixed evidence and a myriad of confounding variables (family income, family structure, state of caregivers, etc.). Still, as long as eldest daughter syndrome doesn't claim to be a legitimate mental health diagnosis, it seems like it's helping people feel seen (if not a little attacked) . . . myself included. "So much truth it hurts a little," one commenter wrote under Morton's TikTok, along with many others, eldest daughters or not. "This is me. But not anymore. You can change this," another wrote, offering some hope to the collective. Exact circumstances vary, but the eldest daughter syndrome discourse gives emotional validation to kids who took on more than they should've. I spent a majority of my childhood feeling like a bit of a villain, but the truth is, I was just an anxious kid desperately trying to stop her little world from falling apart. I wish I could tell her that one day, her "bossiness" would become a great asset. Her handwriting is still perfect, her siblings are fine (happy, even). And let's be honest, there's no way Christmas would've gone on without her. Related: What Is High-Functioning Anxiety, Exactly? Here's What 2 Experts Say. --- Chandler Plante is an assistant editor for PS Health & Fitness. Previously, she worked as an editorial assistant for People magazine and contributed to Ladygunn, Millie,… https://www.popsugar.com/family/eldest-daughter-syndrome-49372933?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[purplesurveys]

1865

New tats in your near future? Unless it's a medical necessity, I intend to keep needles as far away from my skin as much as possible haha.

How about piercings or re-piercings? Nope.

Are there any rooms in your house that you don’t go into every day? I certainly don't go up the rooftop these days because this summer season has been the WORST out of my 26 years of existence and because this 45ºC weather can actually fucking kill.

Who else do you know who has the same favorite color as you do? My sister also likes purple.

Have you ever had a tattoo covered up or added to? I don't have tattoos.

Have you ever kissed someone who has previously kissed someone you hated? No.

Do you have any relatives with red hair? No, not even dyed red hair.

What is tomorrow’s weather forecasted to be like? 43ºC, so we'll be miserable as usual.

Have you ever known anyone who committed suicide? Yes.

What’s some of the worst pain you’ve ever felt? Stomach cramps that came with a particularly bad episode of food poisoning; my hair being bleached; leg cramps that were bad enough to wake me up crying without realizing I've started crying; that brief exact moment I sprained my ankle on my 24th birthday.

What’s your favorite kind of pasta? Fettuccine is sooooo satisfying to eat. 

Would you rather a friend come over to your house or you go over there? Me coming over to their place. There's so much pressure that comes with entertaining guests lol like you want to make sure they're not too feeling hot because the last thing you want to see is them sweating, that there's more than enough food to serve, that the house smells nice, that they have indoor slippers so their socks don't get dirty, that you have enough activities to choose from in case they want to do something fun...it's great once you're in the moment but stressful during the prepping period haha. Maybe it's just the Filipino hospitality in me.

Have you ever had rabies? Nope. I did need to take anti-rabies shots before when my dog bit me.

Do you know anyone who ever had to get a rabies shot? Meeeeeeeeee. A few other people as well, yeah.

Ever eaten deer? Duck? Squirrel? How about lamb? I've had duck and lamb.

What is your favorite parody movie? I remember enjoying This Is Spinal Tap. Johnny English is another one.

What is your least favorite ice cream flavor? Anything with nuts. Rocky Road and Double Dutch is a no-no.

Does your car have heated seats? We have no use for that feature.

Have you ever been tempted to steal? Nah.

Would you rather travel to Ireland or Japan? Ireland.

Does tickling turn you on? Nope.

If you could go over to someone’s house right now, whose and why? If I absolutely had to, just Angela's. They're practically my second family + I can always accompany her while she's reviewing for boards.

What is the age gap between you and your parents? 27 years.

How many bathrooms does your house have? Is this enough? Two. Yes.

Have you ever video-chatted with someone you met online? Yes, video calls with Carley was routine when I was in high school. I never talked out of shyness and was just happy to nod and laugh to her stories, but she seemed more than okay with that which was very sweet in retrospect.

Do you collect anything, or have you ever? I used to collect Beyonce everything, then it turned to collecting One Direction everything, then now it's BTS everything.

When was the last time you used Facebook? 1 hour ago.

How many siblings does your best friend have? She's an only child.

Have you ever dated someone who was emotionally or mentally unstable? Yes.

Be honest: are you clingy? I used to be but not anymore. I loooooooooooove my space.

Have you ever had bronchitis? Nope.

Have you ever had a reptile for a pet? No.

Are you afraid of the dentist? No. I've only ever had positive experiences at the dentist and all of the ones I've been to have had super super light hands.

Did you attend Sunday School as a child? Thank fuck I was never made to attend.

Who was the last person you cuddled with? Uhm my ex, a lifetime ago.

How would you feel if your significant other (or possible partner) told you they dislike having sex, but do so with you to make you happy, even though they personally think it’s a chore? This is the case with me actually. Sex is fun for me but historically it had been a struggle to get my drive up. The incompatibility with my past partner definitely could've been one of the reasons it didn't work out.

Your boyfriend/girlfriend isn’t around but their phone is. Do you look through it? I used to before but only to mess around. I never had any malicious or sneaky intent. Like genuinely all I wanted to do was drop a playful tweet on their Twitter account or to play a game that they had LOL. Never had the desire to look through messages or anything more private.

Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now? Nope.

Have you ever liked anyone that was in a relationship with someone else? No.

Do people ever compliment your eyes? Not my eyes but my eyelashes, since they're long.

Have any of your exes ever given you roses? Yeah.

Do you think your last ex ever thinks about you? No.

Would you rather have salad or french fries for a side dish? Fries.

Which one of your relationships was the shortest? I've only been in one relationship, so that technically counts as both the shortest and longest by default.

Which was the longest? ^ That.

Have any of your exes told you they regret breaking up with you? No, she seemed very happy with their decision as she stopped talking to me as soon as we had our final conversation. She was happy, 100%.

That fucked with me mentally for a very long time, still does from time to time like a random slap in the face; but I've stopped fixating on it. My mind is stronger now and I'm in a much happier place myself, have been for a very long time.

Would you feel hurt if your last ex is in a relationship? No.

Are you going to be getting any new pets soon? I don't think so.

Do you like BBQ sauce? I love barbecue sauce holy shit. Especially on my pizza.

What do you like to do when you’re home alone? Whatever I like to do even when there's people haha. It doesn't change.

Should the guy always pay for the date? No, eugh.

What kind of music calms you down? Depends on my mood.

Do you know anyone who has autism? I don't think so.

What is your favorite way to eat eggs? I love most ways tbh EXCEPT fried. I hate when the edges are all crisp and burnt it feels like eating paper lol.

Do you like Frozen? No, I was always on Team Tangled.

Who is one of your heroes? I don't have any.

Do you enjoy hot chocolate? There's only one kind I look for, which I get from La Creperie.

Do you use Instagram often? Everyday.

If you got a kitten, what would you name it? Hard to tell, it'd depend on their personality.

Do you have a Pinterest account? Nope. I use it for work when I need pegs and such, but only use a guest account.

Do you prefer a quiet or noisy environment? Again, it depends. Am I on a dinner out with friends? It'd be great if it's somewhere noisy so it can help drive up my social battery. Am I on a tight deadline with a press release needed in 30 minutes? Absolutely need all the quiet I can get.

What is one question you don’t like being asked? First world stuff. I don't have a last thing I bought from Walmart, and no I haven't been to any states because I have a shitty third world passport that requires me to get a visa to travel 70% of the world lol.

Who is someone you know who is talkative? Yes. I'm in the PR industry. Everybody is talkative, including myself LOL.

When was the last time you saw one of your uncles? At lunch today.

Do you know anyone who plays the violin? I have a very distant cousin who does. An orgmate does too. I think Hannah or Michelle? I'm blanking out on who it actually is.

Do your parents enjoy any of the things that you enjoy? Do you bond over these things? I share the same appreciation for food as my dad.

Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? The one for my Twitter. Yes, I recycle it quite a lot.

Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? Yes. I LOVE getting into black holes like that haha.

If someone told you that we live in a society that hates women, how would you respond? I'd ask them how they feel about it so I would know how to treat and deal with them going forward. A test question, essentially lol.

Can you remember the last thing you thought and subsequently thought, “wow, I really shouldn’t be thinking that”? Yes. But it will stay in my head, sorry haha.

[dailyangelrant]

My sister tried to kill herself yesterday. I keep repeating that sentence in my head. I guess it wasn’t technically yesterday when she tried to do it, but I found out yesterday. She tried to kill herself on Tuesday. My parents waited to tell me until after my finals on Thursday. I have so many questions. Most of them have something to do with “why?”. I guess that’s the big question. She hasn’t told us anything. We think it’s related to a girl my sister used to be friends with. We’ve heard a lot of different stories but I think there’s more that we’re missing. We were told that my sister was making unwanted sexual advances onto the girl? Was bullying her on group chats? Was taking photos of her in school? I think there has to be more to the story than we presently know, but it’s hard to know anything since my sister isn’t saying anything.

I’m supposed to fly into Charleston tomorrow and I’m dreading it. I don’t want to go into all of that. It’s stressful, anxiety-inducing… I’m not sure what to do. I don’t want to see her in the hospital. I don’t want to use the bathroom where she tried to take her life. I don’t want to stay in her room where she hated her life so much she wanted to take it. Is she going to do it again? Is there anything I can do? I just feel so helpless and I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t know how to feel.

She called me yesterday and sounded fine. I’m not fine. It was so hard hearing her talk. I know I should be happy to talk to her. But this is super traumatizing for me. I can’t think, I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I can’t feel. I just feel like a walking empty version of myself. This is all so bothersome to me.

Luca tried comforting me. Bringing me a snack, wine, and flowers. It was really nice thought. But I ended up spending the night alone. Trying to sleep and watch tv to distract myself. Towards the end of the night he was being cold to me and I asked him if everything was alright. He alluded to being bothered that I didn’t spend the evening with him. I felt upset at first that he was adding onto my stress, but I see where he’s coming from. He wanted to be there for me and I kind of shut him out. But at the same time, I needed to focus on me and my family and to be honest, wine and snacks and talking and pretending to be okay, wasn’t possible for me. Maybe that would have been a good solution for him, but it wouldn’t have been good for me. He seems fine now. I apologized but I’m not sure if he fully understands that I appreciate his gesture but I needed to rest and take time for myself to process.

Also, I was supposed to be hanging out with my friends. Now I’m going to feel guilty the whole time because of my sister. Ugh it’s just such a mess of emotions for me. I don’t want to feel like this. I know I’m supposed to feel bad and sad about what happened to my sister, and I do, but I can’t help but feeling a little angry. Because I want answers. And I don’t want to be stressed and feel like shit. I was doing good. I was relieved my finals were over and then immeditely had this thrown at me. Shit sucks.

[kwockxpressions]

Arnav Akula

1. Name, Year, Major & Hometown

My name is Arnav Akula and I’m a first year Computer Science major. I am originally from Burlingame, CA.

2. What are you most proud of? 

I am most proud of my work ethic as I feel like I can balance things in my life pretty well and not get overwhelmed.

3. If you could choose a Sanrio character as a pet, which one would it be and why?

My favorite character would probably be Hello Kitty. I know it’s basic but Hello Kitty is cool and the only character I know. :0

4. What is the biggest green flag in someone? 

My biggest green flag is when people are easy to talk to, because I feel like I can easily become friends with them.

5. What’s your biggest ick? 

One of my biggest icks (probably not the biggest, but up there) is when people are obnoxiously bad with names. I don’t know why but it frustrates me when people take forever to learn names.

6. If you were Kirby, who/what would you swallow and become? 

If I could swallow anyone and become them I would probably swallow Brock from Pokemon just because I feel like he has a lot of unspoken rizz.

7. What’s the most embarrassing moment in your life? 

One of the most embarrassing moments in my life was when I was talking to this one girl and when she mentioned she had a sister, I got nervous and instead of asking the girl how old her sister was, I asked her how long they had been sisters. I haven’t talked to her since…

8. When’s the last time you cried? 

I don’t really remember the last time I bawled but I did cry a little when one of my closest family friends ended up moving to Nepal last summer.

9. What’s your most used emoji? 

My most used emoji is the 😎emoji because I think he is really cool :D. I wish I was the guy in this emoji.

10. What do you value in friendship and tell me about your best friend? 

One of the biggest traits I value in my friends is that they are all easy to talk to. This made it easy to originally get to know them and it makes it easier for people to join our friend group and feel included. I want time spent with my friends to overall be relaxing and help ease my stress from other factors of my life. Another trait that I value in friendship is that they put effort into our relationship. I feel like I put effort into spending time with the people that are closest to me, so I would want my friends to reciprocate. Another important trait that I value in a friendship is being honest and down-to-earth with each other. Something that immediately discourages me from being friends with someone is them being arrogant or obnoxious. One of my best friends (that I have been friends with since elementary school) is not very similar to me in terms of our personality and interests, but we still get along super well because we share these traits. Although we go to different colleges now, we used to put in effort to hang out with each other, and we would always do dumb, spontaneous things together back in high school. For example, one random school night, we were at school late for a club meeting. We decided to walk all the way to the closest In-N-Out, which was a few miles away. Although the walk there and back ended up taking a few hours, it passed by quickly because we got to know each other even better than we did already. We are still very close even though we can’t spend as much time together.

[arty-chase]

Graveyard Siblings (3)

Some for revenge and some sibling bonding.

[Masterlist]

(Part 1)(Part 2)

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Adrien was next to be visited. Plagg woke him up from his sleep.

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“Kit, wake up. I want camembert.”

“Plagg, silence. You are not getting any cheese if you do that.”

“Sorry, Adrien but you are not my ‘master’ anymore.”

“Plagg? Why are you here? Where’s the ring?”

“The ring is as far away as possible and kept safely away. I am here because someone wants to talk to you.”

“Who?”

A cloaked, hooded figure stepped out of the shadows to his room.

“Kitty. My Chaton. Did you miss me?” A sweet, familiar but yet so terrifying voice came from the figure.

She pulled down the hood to reveal Ladybug with a wicked-looking black mask with white lenses.

“What am I talking about? You do miss me. Your Bugaboo. Too bad I don’t feel the same, Adrien.”

Lightning flashed and it started to rain. The mask was gone, revealing his dead classmate, Marinette with chilling red eyes. The pigtails grew longer and curved upwards, giving the illusion of her having horns. Twin blades flashed and she leaped towards him. (Damian gave them to her with some lessons in exchange for spending time with, babysitting, the kwamis.)

Adrien scrambled away from the bed in the nick of time. A sword impaling the spot where he just was.

“Plagg, help. Where is the ring? I need to transform.”

“Sorry, kitten. I am not telling you. Even if you did have the ring, it’s not going to be much help.”

“Kitty, stay still. Then, we can be together. Just like you wanted.”

Adrien continued to dodge.

“What do you mean?” He all but screamed at Plagg.

“Pigtails, here, is a vengeful spirit. She’s not going to stop until she is satisfied. How about asking her what she wants?”

“Ladybug, what do you want?”

“What I wanted was a partner I could rely on, someone I can trust with my life, someone who wouldn’t stab me in the back for his own selfish gain. I wanted a friend who would have my back and not tell me to keep quiet at the price of my mental health and my relationships with people I care about. WAS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?!”

She managed to get a cut on his left cheek.

Soon, he was on the ground, bleeding out on the round.

“Tell Hawkmoth that he better watch out. Because-” lightning struck and Plagg and Ladybug had disappeared, “his downfall is coming.” Her voice echoed through his room.

Adrien laid bleeding until Natalie opened the door after hearing a crash from the room and came to check on him. As she called an ambulance for Adrien, she wondered if it wasn’t too late to ask for redemption and be spared from Ladybug’s wrath for her part in her murder.

Adrien had the word ‘TRAITOR’ carved into his back. Forever reminding him of his crimes.

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He wasn’t in school for a week after the incident. They all were told that Adrien had an accident while fencing.

Gabriel was a little panicking now.

He hired an exorcist, (John Constantine got a hefty amount and did a few flashy magic tricks to appease Gabriel but he didn’t lift the curse Maria put on the place. She is not someone to be on the bad side of and he thinks that he can’t lift it even if he wanted to.)

Emilie gets a little sus at Gabriel when he brought this strange man with a British accent into their home after their son got attacked in his own room with security tighter than Fort Knox.

She doesn’t buy that ‘accident’ bullshit that her husband, son and even Natalie tries to sell her. She thinks it is connected to what happened while she was in a coma.

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Adrien has a curse too.

(Credit to @raeuberprinzessin for giving me an idea)

He couldn’t act like the ‘Perfect Adrien’ in public anymore. Acting more like Chat Noir at first then, later a spoiled brat. His friends thought that he was finally rebelling against his father and encouraged it a lot.

Adrien started criticizing other people, strangers at first then to the people working on the photoshoots to his fans to his other school mates, people in his class and his friends. (The curse planted ideas into his head about what he should say and he said them all without thinking about the effect it has on other people)

People started avoiding him not liking his attitude and his comments about how they should behave and change something about them because he doesn’t like it that way and guilt-tripping them when he doesn’t get his way. Even Nino started to distance himself after he saw how Adrien talked to a fan.

The public thought it was a phase but as he got progressively worse, people started despising him. Adrien doesn’t realize this of course so far, happy that his father let him get away with ‘ruining the Agreste image.’ (Gabriel was worried about a potential vengeful ghost and making sure his wife didn't know about his stint as a supervillain. There was also the fact that the Afterlife made more sales than him again and managed to get on the cover of Vogue when he should have, dammit.) He was finally able to say what he wanted to without repercussions. Until he realized when Nino and everyone else cancelled for a hangout for the third time that week that he was slowly losing his friends.

He panics and tries to fix the situation. He didn’t want to be alone again.

He talks to Nino about it and to his horror, he couldn’t stop himself from saying many things that were a little hurtful. (Second part. The moment he realizes he is going to be alone. He is going to find out that yes, lies can hurt people. He is going to see it happen firsthand.)

Nino moved seats and told Adrien that their friendship was on hold until he apologized.

Soon, nearly every time his mouth opened, lies and insults about his friends or their embarrassing secrets came spilling out. Everyone hated him now and Mme. Bustier tried to give him a reprimand about his behaviour, which when he tried to defend himself, he found himself unable to speak.

He managed to explain to his father what caused his unpopularity by writing what happened to him. Unfortunately due to his poor behaviour before the second part of the curse was activated, his fan base was dwindling and people didn’t like him anymore so there was a hit on the Gabriel brand.

He no longer has to do modeling, clearing his schedule. But no one would spend time with him.

The best solution he could do with his predicament was to keep quiet and endure the loneliness and the glares of his classmates at school. Adrien was relegated to the back and nearly everyone avoided him. He was now a social pariah.

Even Lila avoided him because of her own curse which made Adrien turn into one of her previous victims. (She also didn’t ponder why Marinette rarely appears compared to the others.)

If Adrien felt a tiny bit remorseful or guilty for making Marinette keep quiet or betraying Ladybug, he can gain a little control over what he says.

The curse can be broken if he apologizes to Maria herself or to her grave.

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The first few months, while Marinette adapted to living with the Waynes, Jason stayed over at Wayne Manor because having Maria living with him at his apartment wasn’t a good idea and he had no clue how to take care of a teenage girl.

On paper she is adopted by Bruce because Jason can’t. (Some CPS reasons.)

Making Jason a little more salty towards Bruce. “I found her first. I called dibs.”

Brought Maria to meet the other Outlaws and they adopted her too. “Hey, guys. She’s my sister first.”

Jason was the one to teach her how to shoot a gun because he was ‘the most capable’ of teaching her.

The first few months were a little tense with Marinette not fully trusting them and the same with the rest of the Batfam.

Jason warmed her up a bit to him by telling a little of why he took her here.

He was also the one to book them flight to Paris with Bruce’s credit card so she can tell her friends that she wasn’t dead in person.

They bonded more after stopping some nefarious plot in Paris while they were there. Let’s say Gentleman Ghost and something involving the catacombs in Paris. (I watched some Batman: Brave and the Bold for childhood nostalgia.)

Kwamis were animal-shaped and they were interesting creatures to be around. And very very curious.

There was a stressful day for Maria when all the Kwamis decided to play hide and seek. Damian somehow got roped into helping her as the only available person in the Manor and he will deny that he enjoyed it.

Damian is the little brother she always wanted and she is more tolerable compared to his brothers. There is also the fact that she trusts him with the kwamis and deep down, he feels super-honoured. (I just love older sister!Mari)

Tim and her being insomniac/coffee buddies. There has been many many interventions to stop this.

I get that Marinette is this selfless person and loves making people happy but she has siblings now and them eating the stuff she made for herself to enjoy, should get on her nerves after a while.

She makes a box with booby-traps in which she puts in her cookies and food.

There are many different layers of traps because this is the Batfam and each of them is non-lethal and more ridiculous.

Okay, I once read a fic about Marinette making a bear-trap style box to hide the Miracle Box so this box is also like that but kept for food. (Traps and Sneaks by quicksilversquared)

Someone (I vote a hungry Dick or Jason, maybe a suspicious Bruce) made a mistake of putting their hand into the box and the first trap activated.

Screams filled the house.

Everyone came down including Marinette.

Bruce asked, “Who did this?”

“It was me.”

“Why?”

“They kept eating the cookies.”

“There are other ways to stop them from doing that you know like a ‘Do Not Touch’ sign not a death trap box.”

“They are non-lethal.”

Bruce locked it away but Tim later stole it to tweak it and store his coffee. ------ (Part 4)

[sieglinde-freud]

Ok you said you have like five pages worth of headcanons for Faye and Kliff and now I wanna hear them👀

sad as i am to say i have since lost those docs with my notes on them but the love i have for faye and kliff transcends memory so from what i can remember: (also my apologies if this turns into an incoherent tangent… thats usually what tends to happen when u ask my thoughts on something 😭)

i had a lot about their relationships with eachother but also the other ram kids? the ram villagers are like my favorite fire emblem group aside from the awakening second gen so i have a LOT a thoughts about all of them. with faye specifically, i know she has probably the least developed relationships out of the two just gives me more creative freedom (whether or not thats a good thing though.. eh) so given that shes the oldest of the group along with gray, i always liked to headcanon her as the groups big sister figure :) with the few tidbits of her canon personality we do have, when you take away her love for alm, she just seems like a really sweet girl who wants to take care of people and i see literally no reason that wouldnt extend to her (supposed) closest friends! especially with tobin and kliff. like, tobin is an older sibling himself i know, but i like to think that when things got rough for him and his family and he had to hide his stress from his parents and younger siblings to not make things worse, so he turned to faye. idk if im making this up, but i think its said she likes baking? so i think she’d make him little sweets to cheer him up and take back to his siblings, especially when they were low on food and she had materials to spare (her family seems much smaller in comparison). and then we saw how kliff was as a kid, so i think having an older sister figure like faye around would have been really good for him since he didnt seem to have a lot of friends in school and had a mediocre relationship with his mom (from what he said in his base conversation anyways) and gray seemed a little tough on him as a kid.

speaking of though, i think its said somewhere that kliff was raised alone by his mom who was honestly kind of mid as a parent? im not actually sure how good kliff's mom was, but from the very small amount of times she was referenced in the game as well as kliff's father not being super present in his life, i dont think its really a surprise kliff turned out the way that he did. so kind of the opposite to faye, i like to think all of his friends doted on him a lot. he very clearly does not like talking to them very much, but the fact that he still has the battle bonuses with alm, gray, and tobin, he still loves them. hes just 15 years old and a loser. but i do like to think he tried to bring what he learned from school back to ram to teach his friends. its said that kliffs father is fairly wealthy in the valentian accords (im not sure how canon that is but i mean i dont really have a problem with treating it as canon. im scraping at the bottom of the barrel for content here let me be) i think its said tobin went to school too? but he struggled a bit with some of the topics so kliff tutoring tobin in his free time when he could has always been very cute to me :) and maybe in return, tobin tried his best to protect kliff from the bullies at school. as to whether or not he was successful, i am not sure, but its my personal explanation as to why kliff only has a support with tobin. i think he feels the closest to him because of it, even if he'd rather die than say that out loud. and theres like very little canon basis for kliff's relationship with gray due to them never talking outside of the prologue, but i like to think kliff looks up to him quite a bit. grays the only one out of the villagers who ever got to travel zofia before the war, and since traveling is kliff's dream i like to think that gray was pretty much kliff's only connection to the outside world and thus a really large part of forming kliff's life goal. and also he totally picked up his sassiness from gray. they team up to bully tobin. i know thats real.

and then obviously kliff and faye both have their relationship with alm thats probably the most expanded upon relationship either of them get given the nature of base conversations (and fayes support with him but... ugh). but honestly, those conversations, especially kliff's, always just seemed like glorified monologues. great for character lore! not great for building relationship dynamics. i used to have a lot of thoughts about alms dynamics with both of them, but again. i lost those docs. and for whatever reason recalling anything about alm and the ram villagers is just not happening for me? but on the spot, i think that kliff's wanderlust along with alm's refusal to go back home would give them something to bond over, and kliff was probably the most encouraging of alm's wanting to leave ram because he gets it. alm is probably also much more receptive to kliff's snark and introversion, so hes probably the least likely to ever step on kliffs toes concerning his teenage angst (and hey idk maybe alm had an emo phase too. maybe he gets it). this is in direct opposition to faye's relationship with alm, who wants nothing more than for him to return to ram and go back to the way things were. thats not a headcanon obviously, that is quite literally what happens in the game, but i do think its really interesting aspect to faye's canon character because she seems to be the only one of the ram villagers who wants that at all. whether or not its a fun character trait or valentia-typical misogyny i dont really know, but it sets up for really fun ("fun") dynamics regarding faye and the friends she probably will never be able to have the same relationship with ever again.

i also REALLY like thinking about how both of them work with celica. like, i definitely dont prefer recruiting them with celica because it gets rid of the only canon content and development either of them have, but i think their friendship with celica would be SO CUTE. im a huge cleric!faye stan and we all know mage!kliff is canon, so i like to think that for the brief time celica was in ram as a kid, mycen tutored all three of them in magic that they all really bonded over. and those bonds clearly stuck given that they are willing to drop everything and go travel with her after not seeing her for years (yes yes i know its just an easter egg because faye and kliff arent relevant enough in alms route shh) but also like. in general celica has a really complimentary personality to both of them as shown by how receptive both of them are to her coming back and also i think kliff is like. a fun little mix of boey and genny who both love celica so like. you know how introverts have that one person i think kliff’s could be celica (platonically!) like i think he’d be so excited to dump his musings on magical theory to her. and then im sure plenty of other people have broken down faye and celica’s relationship more than i ever could, so i will simply say i LOVE that faye adores celica canonically, and i HATE that they only get one conversation exploring that. like be fr rn i KNOW faye appreciated having another girl in the village to talk to. i know they were best friends. i know they teased the boys behind their backs. i know they r in love with eachother so. idk i just like to think theyre close :) this is also only partially relevant so i wont go into too much detail, but among all of my echoes things that i lost (I HAD A LOT. ITS ACTUALLY KIND OF EMBARASSING. BUT ITS ALL GONE NOW AND IM SO SAD ACTUALLY) i had this massive au that was pretty much a rewrite of the game under the basis of “what if rudolf never gave alm to mycen” which ended up with celica never having to leave ram and kliff and faye serving as the more plot relevant villagers and i had. so much about the three of them. do i remember most of it? absolutely not. i wrote it like five years ago. but all of this is to say these three are special to me and if i start painfully brainrotting about echoes again (which i always do at some point so its more of a matter of “when” rather than “if”) its going to be because of them. and maybe the rgb boys. but probably these three

anyways my last thing thats only about kliff tbh is that i REALLY liked the plot point from the original gaiden manga that had kliff and silque as siblings because lord knows i love giving that boy sibling figures. theres not really anything in canon to prove that thats still a thing but theres also nothing in canon that DISPROVES it. and you know. silque got done pretty dirty in terms of characterization (i love faye. i do. but that support was not it.) it is completely plausible that silques mom dropped her off at novis before having kliff and coming to ram. and then the fact that they both have magical prowess… like obviously that doesnt mean anything because there are plenty of mages in fire emblem who have nothing to do with eachother. but idk i like the idea. i like to think about them feeling a connection to eachother, not really being able to describe it, and slowly figuring it out as time passes. plus giving them both an extra family member doesnt hurt. idk i love found family, even though i guess this is taking the term a little too literally