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Joey B Imagines: Out of My League

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Summary: Flashback. The story of how you and Joe came to be. Years before marriage and your little family.

Warnings: none, fluff

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

Imagine universe: Beginning of… Into The Mystic

A/N: Joe is a senior in high school and you are a junior. It's your first year at Athens HS! Also, most of these students' names are made up.

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August, 2014

(Joe’s pov)

“Yo! Joey!” - Zach

I turned around to see one of my best friends running up to me.

“First day of senior year!” - Zach

“Yup! Just think about it, we’re like the big dogs now.” - Joe

“Ya know it. I heard that there's this really hot new chick coming from Kentucky.” - Zach

“Well, I don't want any part of that. I've got enough going on with football and schoolwork. Don't be surprised if my next girlfriend is in college.” - Joe

“Damn dude, that was pretty forward. You haven't even seen her yet. This could be your Juliette, Romeo!” - Zach

“I highly doubt it.” - Joe

We rounded the corner to find a few more of the football guys and a few of their girlfriends with them.

“Yeah, her name is y/n.” - Cassidy

“Who is?” - Joe

After making my presence known, Cassidy turned around and rolled her eyes at the sight of me.

“Dude, what was that for?” - Joe

“Shoo, Joe.” - Cassidy

“What, why?” - Joe

“Because I'd rather you leave than explain that we have a new girl just to hear you say you're focusing on football.” - Cassidy

“She’s got a point.” - Zach

“Who's side are you on?” - Joe rolled his eyes

Before Zach could answer, the bell rang, telling us to head to first period.

The group disbanded, and when everyone else went in the direction of the same classroom, I realized I was probably going to be alone in this class.

My first period was chemistry, and sadly, the teacher was notorious for a boy-girl seating chart.

I walked upstairs and found the room. When I walked in, everyone was in their seats already.

Looking for my name attached to a seat number on the board, I found it and then went on trying to find it.

The tables were for two people, and in the back corner where my table was, I saw that a girl was already occupying the other seat.

She was pretty, I won't lie, but I'd never seen her before.

The girl was looking down at her schedule when I sat my stuff down on the table, causing her to look up at me.

A warm smile spread across her lips, and I found myself studying her face a little too long.

“Hi.” - Joe

“Hey.” - you

I sat down next to her, my mind trying to come up with a conversation.

“Enjoying your first day so far?” - Joe

“Yeah, pretty well, you?” - you

“Same. Other than my friend’s girlfriend being rude to me for no reason.” - Joe

She laughed. It was one of the cutest laughs I've ever heard, and it was infectious too.

“I'm sure you didn't deserve it.” - you

“Thank you! I walked up to them, and she just rolled her eyes at me.” - Joe

“Dang man, she has beef with you.” - you

“That's what I'm sayin’. I don't know what I've ever done to her, though.” - Joe

“Ask her.” - you shrugged

“Nah, I don't care that much. Why am I even telling you this?” - Joe

“I don't know.” - you laughed

There's that laugh again.

“I just started unloading on you, huh? Well, I haven't seen you before so tell me about yourself.” - Joe

“Well, I'm a junior, so that's probably why. I'm not that interesting though. I strive for good grades, and I do gymnastics with a side of dance.” - you

“Oh really? I play football.” - Joe

“That's cool.” - you smiled

“Yeah, I’m feeling really good about this season, I just know it's gonna be great.” - Joe

“Well, I wish you luck.” - you

“I appreciate that, and you too. Hope gymnastics goes well.” - Joe

“Thank you.” - you smiled

Before the conversation could go further, the teacher started talking about what we should expect in this class. The teacher didn't stop me and my new seat buddy from talking, though.

As we talked longer, I realized we had a lot in common. I wouldn't be lying if I said she was the first girl I've talked to about Star Wars.

She was really fun, though, and easy to talk to.

Our conversation lasted till the bell rang, and we both sheepishly smiled when we realized that we'd been loudly talking in a quiet classroom.

I stood up and started packing my things. She did the same. The rest of the students were filing out of the room when we both put our backpacks on, seemingly in sync.

“I… I’m Joe, by the way. Joe Burrow, but most call me Joey.” - Joe

“It was nice talking to you, Joey. I'm y/n.” - you

She shook my hand and walked out of the door, leaving me shocked.

y/n… new hot girl from Kentucky.

After talking to her, it felt wrong to refer to her in that way. She was really pretty, but hot isn't a word I like to use when referring to girls.

I hope I have more classes with her. Woah, what am I saying?!

Focus on football, Joe.

——

Sadly, I didn't have any more classes with y/n, but I thankfully had friends in all my other classes.

I had lunch B, and most of my football buddies were in there, but I found myself zoning out while trying to look around the room for her.

Ever since the bell rang in chemistry, I haven't stopped thinking about y/n. It was becoming a slight problem, but it seemed like all I wanted was to go to chemistry tomorrow and talk to her.

After school ended, the football team stayed after school since we had our first home game the same day.

Hours later, we were suited up and ready to go out and stretch.

When we ran out and took the field as the senior quarterback, I was naturally the one leading the pack, but my eyes drifted toward the sideline.

One of the cheerleaders was flipping while the others were in stunts, but when she landed her last trick and posed, I gasped lightly when I saw who it was.

y/n.

That's how Cassidy knew her name! She’s a cheerleader!

“Joe! Where are you going?” - Zach

The sound of my teammate yelling snapped me out of my daydream, and I realized that when the rest of the team stopped running to stretch, I kept going because all I was paying attention to was y/n.

“Oh.” - Joe

I turned around and ran to where I was supposed to be, but when I turned around, y/n was smiling at me. I smiled back.

——

We ended up winning the game, which is always amazing, but even better since it was our home opener.

After walking back into the locker room to hear what the coaches had to say, I showered and packed up to find my parents.

I wasn't at all surprised when most of the cheerleaders were standing outside waiting. Most of their boyfriends were players, so they'd wait after for them.

My eyes landed on my parents and brothers, but as I was walking in their direction, I heard a familiar voice calling for me.

“Joe!” - you

I turned in the direction of the voice to see y/n speedwalking over to me with a smile on her face.

“Hey, y/n.” - Joe smiled

“Hey, you did well! I knew you said you played football but I wasn't expecting that. You're super good.” - you

Is it hot out here all of a sudden? Why is my face heating up?

“Thanks. You're really good too. I know those flips are hard to do. You make it look effortless.” - Joe

“Thanks… sorry I distracted you though.” - you

“Not your fault, I just wasn't expecting to see you. You look uh… good, by the way.” - Joe

“You too.” - you giggled

Just as I was about to say something else, I heard my mom's voice calling for me.

“Sorry, that's my mom. I gotta go.” - Joe

“It's all good. See you in chem?” - you

“See you in chem.” - Joe

As I walked away from her, I felt something I'd never felt before.

Oh no.

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Next Day

It was Friday and lunchtime.

All my teammates were feeling good after the win yesterday, and sure, I was too, but that wasn't what was on my mind.

This morning in chemistry, I found myself lost in a conversation with y/n again. The disappointment when the bell rang was insane. I never wanted to stop talking to her.

She was just different.

The attention she got from other guys was because of her looks, and she was pretty, gosh, she was pretty… but I didn't like being around her for that.

We had a lot in common and never ran out of things to talk about. She listened to what I had to say and gave great feedback. We talked about our futures and what we wanted to be when we graduated.

I told her about my hopes of going to the league, and what she replied with gave me a flutter in my stomach that I'd never felt before.

“If you make it to the NFL, you have to invite me to come see you.”

I’d known this girl for two days and I was already ready to make that promise.

My mind was so stuck on that altercation that I didn't hear Zach talking to me from across the table.

“Joe? Joe!” - Zach

I flinched slightly and looked up at him, all the guys at the table watching me with weird looks on their faces.

“Sorry… I spaced out.” - Joe

“Anyway, Cassidy told me that y/n was asking about you at their lunch.” - Zach

“What? What'd she ask?” - Joe

Should my heart be beating this fast?

“Asked if you had a girlfriend, I guess. Don't worry, though, Cas told her that you're focusing on football.” - Zach

“Oh. Okay.” - Joe

Is that really what I want?

“She’s so funny to tease.” - Chad

“Seriously, she's got cheerleader brain.” - Max

Why are they talking about her like that??

“I gotta go.” - Joe

I stood up from the lunch table, quickly finding a trashcan and throwing my stuff away before walking out of the lunch room.

“What’s his problem?” - Max

“I don't know, bro.” - Chad

Zach knew because he was right. What he told me yesterday was haunting me.

Romeo, this could be your Juliette.

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My thoughts ran wild as I went to the office and asked to do some volunteer work.

The receptionist gave me the okay to go down to the middle school for the remainder of the lunch period.

I drove over to the middle school and went up to the office, clicking the button to signal the office worker that I was out there.

When the door unlocked I was able to open it. I did, and whose eyes I met surprised me.

“y/n?” - Joe

“Oh, hey Joe.” - you

“What are you doing here?” - Joe

“Gonna head to a class to volunteer, I have a free period right now. Aren't you supposed to be in lunch?” - you

“Well, yeah, but I had to get out of there.” - Joe

“Why’s that?” - you

Her brows were furrowed like she could hear the slight edge in my voice.

“Some of the guys were saying stuff about you, kinda pissed me off, so I left.” - Joe

“What? You left because of that? I’m used to it, Joe. I'm just a dumb cheerleader.” - you

“You're not, though, that's why I didn't want to listen to it. I've only known you for two days, but I look forward to every conversation we share. They don't know you as I do.” - Joe

y/n placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled at me. Her eyes gave off a grateful look.

“You're the first person who’s made attempts to get to know me, and I appreciate it.” - you

“Not even your teammates?” - Joe

“I love ‘em, but they're not the Star Wars type like you are.” - you

“Yeah… I'm pretty cool like that.” - Joe

“Oh, whatever!” - you rolled your eyes

We laughed with each other before the receptionist cleared her throat. Both y/n and I froze when we realized where we were.

“Oh, sorry!” - you

“You guys can both go to room 379 if you’d like, seems like you two have a spark.” - receptionist

I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, but y/n smiled at the older lady and walked through the double doors into the building.

There weren't any words shared between us as we walked to the room, both of us were thinking about what the woman had said. Do we have a spark?

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Ten minutes into hanging out with the sixth graders, the teacher sent y/n and me to the copy room.

“Hey, have you thought about formal?” - Joe

“What about it?” - you

Winter formal wasn't coming until December, obviously, but I felt the need to ask.

“Like are you going? Date ideas?” - Joe

“I figured I'd go, yeah. I don't know who I'm gonna go with, though. Might just go with friends, the guys here aren't the best.” - you

“Ouch.” - Joe

“Hey, I don't count you with them. You’re separate.” - you

“I think that's good.” - Joe

“It is. You're a jock, but a nice one, you know? I like you.” - you

My face dropped as I looked at her, feeling my cheeks flush and my stomach flop.

“Not in that way!” - you rushed to say

“Oh… okay.” - Joe

“Why do you act disappointed? I thought you weren't looking for anything and focusing on football.” - you

“I don't know. I thought I was, but you're making it hard to.” - Joe

“What does that mean?” - you

“I barely know you, but I can't stop thinking about you. You understand me in a way I didn't think was possible… you're just different.” - Joe

“I feel the same way about you. You're nerdy but athletic and have these quirks that I'm obsessed with. You're oddly the guy version of me.” - you

“Nah, you're the girl version of me.” - Joe

“Oh, whatever!” - you shoved his chest

I'm feeling a little bold after she told me she can't stop thinking about me either. Should I make a little move?

“You look cute when you do that. You roll your eyes at me but are smiling.” - Joe

“Oh, uh. Thanks.” - you blushed

“You're welcome.” - Joe smiled

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October, 2014

That's as far as we went talking about it.

Nothing ever came from that one conversation we shared at the middle school. That's the closest thing we ever did that could come close to showing feelings for one another.

We just continued being really good friends who giggle in the back of the chemistry room, but the eye contact we make while I'm on the field and she’s on the sidelines tells me there's something there.

In the past two months, I've concluded that no matter how hard I try to deny it, I have a crush on y/n.

I just don't know how to act on it.

She still thinks that I don't want a relationship right now, so I need to start dropping hints.

The first step of my plan was to ask her to study with me after school, like at my house.

So, when I walked into chemistry this morning, I had that idea in the back of my head.

“Hey.” - Joe smiled

“Morning.” - you smiled back

I sat my stuff down and took my seat next to her.

“I need to ask you something.” - you

“Oh, what's that?” - Joe

“They haven't announced it yet, but I won junior attendant for homecoming.” - you

“Really?! That's awesome!” - Joe

“Yeah, thanks. We have to have a guy from the football team be our escort…” - you

“And you want me to ask someone for you?” - Joe

She looked at me with a “boy, please” look on her face that made me laugh.

“I'm just playing. I'd love to walk you.” - Joe

“Okay, good. Thanks, Joey.” - you

“Mhm. When will you find out who won Hoco Queen?” - Joe

“Not till the game, but if I win, you’ll get a little crown too.” - you

“I get a crown too?? Now you have to win.” - Joe

“I'll try my hardest. You have to help my campaign, though.” - you

“Sounds like a deal.” - Joe smiled

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Later that week, I met up with y/n during my lunch period and her free period. I helped her campaign, and when she wasn't around, I convinced the football team to vote for her.

I wanted to make sure she'd win.

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“Junior attendant, y/n y/l/n, escorted by Joey Burrow.”

The announcer’s voice beamed through the speakers as we walked down the middle of the football field. My arm was looped with y/n’s, and I shortened my strides with the length of her heals in mine.

I hadn't seen her till she walked out and looped her arm with mine, but she looked so beautiful.

“You look gorgeous.” - Joe whispered

“Thank you.” - you blushed

We smiled for the camera when we reached the end of the field, and y/n gently squeezed my arm when we walked over and stood in our directed spot.

“You don't look too bad yourself.” - you

Our conversation was drowning out the announcer’s voice, who was reading the short paragraph that y/n wrote a couple of days ago. She'd made me proofread it so many times that I had it practically memorized.

“y/n would like to thank her parents and friends, especially her best friend, who is escorting her tonight.”

That part was new.

My cheeks heated up when I looked down at y/n to see her already smiling at me. She'd never come out and said that I was her best friend, but I couldn't say it didn't make sense.

“Surprise.” - you nudged him

“I'm your best friend, huh?” - Joe

“Yeah.” - you smiled

“You're mine too.” - Joe

“No way!” - you pushed Joe’s chest

“Don't tell Zach I said that, though.” - Joe

Her smile was infectious, and I felt my lips mirror y/n’s expression.

The announcer went on to introduce the senior attendant and read her little background story.

“Now, ladies and gentlemen. Your 2014 football homecoming queen is…”

I reached my other hand up to squeeze y/n’s that was wrapped around my bicep.

“y/n y/l/n!”

“You did it! Go get your crown!” - Joe

She let go of my arm and walked back to the middle of the field.

I watched with a proud smile on my face as y/n was handed a bouquet, a sash draped over her shoulder, and the crown on her head.

There was so much adoration in my heart for her, and when she turned around to look at me, my smile only widened.

“C’mere!” - you mouthed

I slowly walked over to her, and y/n re-looped our arms.

Bowing my head slightly, the crown was put on top of it. y/n laughed at the sight of the crown adorning my forehead.

“Lemme fix that. It's kinda sideways.” - you

She stepped on her tiptoes and fixed it, a blush forming on my cheeks when her fingers brushed down my face when she pulled away.

“You look cute.” - you smiled

“Thanks.” - Joe grinned

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December, 2014

“Hey.” - Joe

“Oh, hey.” - you

I put my stuff down and sat down in my chair, the same routine since the first day of school. Hopefully, though, today some things will change.

Or at least be set in the right direction to change.

“I need to ask you a question.” - Joe

“Shoot.” - you

“Be my date too formal?” - Joe

I looked at her with hopefulness in my eyes. Please say yes.

“I'm already going with Chad… sorry, Joe.” - you

“Oh. It's okay, I just thought… nevermind.” - Joe

My shoulders slumped as I turned away from her and faced the board, biting the insides of my cheeks nervously.

The one time I shoot my shot with a girl, and I get rejected.

Guess that tells me what my priorities should be.

Focusing on football.

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“What do you mean Joe’s here alone?” - you

“Yeah, Zach had to practically beg him to even come. Joe said there wasn't any point in going since he didn't have a date.” - Cassidy

“That makes me feel terrible…” - you

“Why?” - Cassidy

“Because he asked me, but I'd already said yes to Chad.” - you

“It's not your fault, how were you supposed to know that Joe was gonna ask you? I mean, he isn't looking for anything right now.” - Cassidy

“Yeah… do you know where he is?” - you

“No idea. Probably hiding in a corner.” - Cassidy

“Chad literally ditched me after pictures. Joe never would've done that…” - you

A few seconds of silence between the two girls went by before Cassidy had a lightbulb moment.

“Do you have a crush on Joe?!” - Cassidy

“What?! No!” - you

“You so do! y/n you should tell him! I honestly think he feels the same way…” - Cassidy

“No… he's focusing on football.” - you sighed

“So you do like him?” - Cassidy

“Maybe…” - you

When you admitted it out loud, it felt real. You like Joe.

Joey Burrow, the quarterback with the nerdy side that only you knew of, the one with the imperfect but adorable smile, the one that made you look forward to first period, your crush.

“I'm gonna go find him.” - you

You walked as fast as your heels allowed you and threw your half-drank cup of subpar punch in the trash can, pushing open the gym doors as Tongue Tied by GROUPLOVE playing through the speakers served as a soundtrack.

Zach wasn't hard to find as a sea of letterman jackets was in the hallway.

“Where’s Joe?” - you

“Oh, hey, y/n! He said he was gonna go take a walk around.” - Zach shrugged

You nodded and walked away toward the academic wing of the school.

Only the generator lights were on, but there was enough lighting to make out that familiar tall frame looking into the trophy cases.

Carefully, so as to not scare him, you slowly walked up behind Joe and tapped his shoulder.

“Hi.” - you

“Hi.” - Joe

“Chad ditched me…” - you

“That sucks.” - Joe

He hadn't even looked up at you yet.

“I'm sorry. If I had known you were going to ask me, I wouldn't have said yes to him.” - you

“S’okay, probably for the better.” - Joe

“Why are you just walking around by yourself, Joe?” - you

“Nothing else to do. Kinda bored.” - Joe

“Wanna go see what teachers left their classrooms unlocked?” - you grinned

Joe’s eyes drifted away from the trophy case for the first time and found yours. A smile pulled at his lips as he nodded his head.

You held your hand out to him, and Joe gladly accepted, clasping his fingers with yours.

There were so many unspoken feelings shared between you two as you made your way down the hallways to find an open door.

“The chem room is open…” - Joe

You gently opened the door and pulled Joe in behind you, the lights being motion-activated turned on as you two walked in.

Joe flicked the light switch back off as the moonlight through the window lit up the room.

Making your way to your table, you and Joe sat down in your respective seats without sharing a word.

“Your dress is pretty.” - Joe

With a longing glance, you examined Joe’s hair, outfit, and shoes.

“Thanks. You look handsome.” - you

“Thanks.” - Joe smiled

A few seconds of silence went by before Joe cleared his throat, immediately getting your attention.

“Uhm… can I be honest with you?” - Joe

“Always.” - you

Here goes nothing.

“I think you're amazing. Talking to you every day makes me want to come to school, and I enjoy every word that's shared between us. You get to see a side of me that many people don't because I feel safe with you. I hope what I'm about to tell you doesn't ruin that, and you might just see me as a friend… but I like you.” - Joe

“In what way?” - you

In all honesty, you knew exactly what he meant, but you wanted to hear him say it.

“In the way that I find myself staring at you all the time because I think you're beautiful, In the way that you give me butterflies when you laugh or smile at me. You are incredible, y/n; gorgeous, smart, talented, crazy athletic, loyal, trustworthy.” - Joe

He paused for a second to scan your face for somewhat of a reaction.

“Now that I think about it, you're so out of my league.” - Joe laughed

“Go on, Joey.” - you giggled

“What I'm trying to say is… I have a crush on you, y/n.” - Joe

“Mr. ‘I'm focusing on football’ has a crush on me?!?” - you

Joe felt his stomach drop at your teasing. He'd just poured his heart out, and was thinking the worst.

“So you don't feel the same way?” - Joe

“What? I didn't say that!” - you

“So…?” - Joe

“I like you too, Joe. More than friends.” - you

“Really?” - Joe smiled

“Yeah.” - you grinned

You two sat there, no words shared, just tooth-rotting grins.

“I've never done this before… what happens next?” - Joe

“I think there's another question you need to ask me.” - you

“Oh, yeah! y/n…” - Joe

He took your hand in his, the size difference making your heart flutter for a second before you shifted your attention back to his beautiful blue eyes.

“Be my girlfriend?” - Joe finished

“I'd love to.” - you smiled

Somehow, your other hand found its way into his. Almost as if magnets were pulling your faces together, you both leaned in.

Your lips molded together so perfectly like you were each other’s missing piece.

Maybe because you guys were.

Joe would forever be grateful that he took the leap of faith and confessed to the girl that he swore was out of his league, for she would become his everything for the rest of his life.

That chemistry room is where you found your first real boyfriend, who would be your first kiss, and unbeknownst to you, you were Joe’s first real girlfriend and kiss as well.

In fact, you were each other’s first everything.

And you'd also be each other’s last.

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Lives Worth Living Chapter 21-23

Spoilers for ISAT/Two Hats below!

"You sure you're good Sif?" (You give a nod and a slight, genuine smile. With plenty of rest and soft food you were mostly feeling back to normal. Your throat was still pretty sore, but Odile let you keep the journal for the time being incase you needed to give more long winded answers.)

"Alright, if you're sure then. How about you Bon? You sure this is the right way?"

"I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life." (They say with a very neutral expression, causing Isa to laugh heavily.)

"Well I can't really argue with that, now can I?"

"This didn't happen last time, did it Siffrin?" (Mira asks you curiously, you just shake your head, looking as confused as everyone else.)

"I wonder what would have caused such a difference? Have there been any significant changes that you think might be to blame?" (Odile asks you, that investigative glint in her eyes. You shake your head at first, but then think some more, your expression dropping some.)

"Well... Loop..." (You mumble with a sadder tone. Odile raising a brow.)

"... It is a star... Maybe they're still out there somewhere, somehow? Helping guide you along one more time?" (You know Odile was just trying to make you feel better, but there may have been some truth to it. Nothing like this had happened before...)

(You feel Isa's hand on your shoulder suddenly, snapping you out of your own head and looking up at him. He smiles brightly down at you, giving a comforting squeeze with his grip. You smile back happily, leaning against him.)

"Nille, here we come!" (Bonbon cheers, leading the charge down the trail towards where they last saw the bright star guiding them.)

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"Why isn't Frin coming?" <You ask, looking around as you notice he didn't leave with everyone.>

"Sif's just tired after the hike yesterday, still kinda recovering, but he's fine! Besides, between you and me I think he liked breakfast so much he went into a little food coma." <Za leans down to tell you that last part, you give a giggle in response.>

"My cooking IS pretty amazing... I guess it's only fair he couldn't handle it all!" <You grin wide, proud of yourself. Za just chuckles and pats your head.>

"Be careful Isabeau, we don't want their head to get too big for their hat." <Dile teases, you just stick your tongue out at her.>

"Does everyone have their shopping lists and coin?" <Dile asks everyone like the responsible grandma as usual.>

"Yup! Got mine! Camping supply duty!"

"A-And mine! Bonnie and I are food duty!"

"Yeah! I gotta find everything to make Nille's favorite!!" <You cheer, taking Belle's hand and heading off towards more of the food stalls.>

"BONNIE!!" <You jump up, recognizing the voice instantly, looking around like mad to find where it came from. You finally spot her, Nille, running towards you with tears in her eyes.>

"NIIIIIILLE!!!" <You practically scream, sprinting towards her and tackling into her, wrapping your arms around her middle, her covering you with her own arms too as she kneels down to your height.>

"Oh Bonnie I've missed you so Crabbing much!!! I'm so glad you're okay!!! I can't believe you helped save the whole dang country!!!" <Your eyes were already pouring with tears, just so happy to finally see her again after so long. Her hug felt the same as it used to, you were so happy to feel it again.>

"I tried so hard Nille! I ran and ran and ran just like you told me to!" <You shout through your tears, sucking at keeping your emotions down even a little.>

"I know you did, I'm so proud of you Bon!" <She shouts back through her own tears. You were both kinda losing it, but it didn't matter, you finally had each other again.>

"O-Oh! You gotta meet everyone!!" <You shout again, grabbing her hand and dragging her over to the others, they were already together behind you, having been watching.>

"Nille, this is Belle, Za, and Dile!" <Nille goes one at a time, shaking their hands.>

"Thank you all for taking care of Bonnie, and for saving me and the rest of the country of course!" <She cheered, like she was getting a little star struck. I guess we are kinda famous now, hehe.>

"Of course! We couldn't just leave the poor kid alone!"

"Y-Yes! It was our duty to take care of them, but they were a lot of help to have around too! I don't know if we would have made it without their amazing cooking, it really kept us going!"

"They're a real talent, aren't they? I can barely boil water without ruining it, they probably learned out of necessity." <Nille chuckles as you grin proudly.>

"I apologize for the interruption, but did you happen to see a bright star in the sky recently? Perhaps one that led you this direction?" <Dile pokes in, you turn to Nille with bright, wide eyes, wanting to hear the answer too.>

"Oh yeah! That's how we found you!! I saw a star and I just knew it was you!!" <You shout to help explain.>

"Yeah actually! Pretty sure that was my friend's doing, they made a little wish for us to find you and we noticed it a little bit later!" <Dile looks very shocked by that, you tilt your head some too since that was a weird thing to just have happen.>

"A wish? As in... Wish Craft?" <Dile asks after a second.>

"Oh, yeah! Hold on, this'll make more sense if they explain it I think." <Nille turns around, looking through the crowd and spotting someone, waving them over. Someone with a very pretty outfit walks over, darkless hair just like Frin, and... starry lightless skin on their arms?>

"Everyone, this is Vale, we've been travelling together for a little while. They saved me from a sadness that got the jump on me, about a week after y'all unfroze everyone." <The strange person waves a little, smiling really wide. Something about them feels familiar...>

"LOOP?!"

...

"Lead the way!"

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(You sit at the dining table, working on a little sewing project. You were never the best at it, but you still wanted to surprise Isa with a little gift. Besides, He'd probably cry over any gift you give him, even if it's complete garbage. The thought makes you chuckle to yourself as you work on the little bird plushie for him.)

(You suddenly hear a knock at the door. You perk up at that, wondering who that could be. If it were the others they would just walk in, the door was unlocked, it's Vaugarde after all, people don't do a lot of knocking. You get up from the table and walk to the door, peeking it open, met with the sight of a rather beautiful individual.)

"Uhm... Can I help yo-" (You start to ask, examining this stranger up and down, your words stop and you freeze as you notice the gradient shade of their arms, speckled with stars, looking to their face to see the slightly discolored eyes.)

"L... Loop?..."

#lwlau #lives worth living au #isat au #isat spoilers #isat fanfic #isat #in stars and time fanfic #two hat spoilers #in stars and time spoilers #isat two hats

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guardian5tiger3 · 10 months ago

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Pick a Group Tarot !

What's up ?

1. 2. 3.

Group 1 .

I'm actually picking up on past energy, like maybe 2000's , early 2010's .? It depends for everyone, the point is it's a message about the past, your past self. Something about your future has something to do with your past. Ok, of course. I mean, it's being suggested that you should go back in time, enjoy stuff you used to like that might make you nostalgic. Music, shows, movies, anything really. Especially around middle school age . Once again, it depends , but for a lot of you that's about the age I'm talking about, I believe. For some of you this is way off lol. The point is to relive some stuff from your past, bring back some memories. It'll open up your heart somehow. You'll feel a lot about it if you do, and find the right stuff. It may motivate you and give you a lot of energy moving forward. Hell. Yah. You guys. What more needs to be said. This is a sweet reading , if you ask me. A lot of you come up with so many questions and thoughts, yo why not just take the advice and try it out and if it works it works. Okay some of you are kind of struggling right now. For whatever reason, though, this is what I'm supposed to tell you. In general what spirit wants for you is to open your heart up and feel in your heart. Also weirdly specific but, something about a croissant.

Group 2.

Y'all need to be strong within yourselves at this time , maybe even more than usual. I'm getting this could very well be socially especially or for some in a work environment. Why am I picking up on a movie theatre. Mainly the popcorn. You guys seem like you're just kinda waiting for something to happen, and you're hoping this something happens, and it's good I'm seeing that you guys are dreaming big and stuff ya know.

Ohhhhhh. Y'all know what. Some of you need to maybe rethink a situation you rejected cause you're wanting someone specific and waiting for that. You literally might have just walked right past exactly what you want deep down lol. You guys!!!!! W.t.f. lol. Take your time to think about stuff and reflect. You may not even know what or who I'm talking about . Y'all gonna have to sit back for a while and contemplate maybe. Maybe you have too many standards or ideas but the universe knows what you want and need even more than you do. Dude I see this being a raw blessing. Y'all lmaoo!!! Serious. It may not seem appealing cause of whatever you've been taught to think or just your perception at first, but I'm telling you!!! Just, think about it, ok. You guys seem great by the way, good vibes. Just a little judgemental maybe. But I mainly feel lighthearted. I think that's lowkey your true natures, so, yeah. Peace and love ya goobers. Dang.

Group 3 .

You guys, sometimes you don't actually have to literally win the game to win the game. Sometimes playing the game and enjoying the game is where you really win, at the end of the day. Y'all get what I'm saying? Don't be too serious, don't be too hard on yourself or anyone else. You might need to have some heart healing taking place. Someone must have been harsh to you at some point in your life. You just need to reflect on that if that's the case, maybe and be nice to yourself and rebel against that. I'm also picking up the general concept of becoming your own best friend , being an appreciable character personality. Mainly a lot of what I'm getting is just reteaching yourself to be nice to yourself and enforcing respect on ya name. If you might be a little scared of personal development in some specific way though you know deep down it's good for you, know I can sense people will actually like and enjoy you even more afterwards.!

#free tarot readings #pac reading #pick a card reading #pick a picture #pick a pile #tarot reading #pac #pick a card #tarot pac #pac tarot

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writing-till-i-am-dead · 5 months ago

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Taylyn oneshot - Ballerina

How can one woman be so elegant? That's something Taylor found herself wondering so often, ever since she was young.

Her earliest childhood crushes where Asami from Legend of Korra and Musa from Winx Club. If that didn't say something about her type, she didn't know what.

And all of that influenced her to be in love with who she is now.

Ashlyn Banner. Local pretty, quiet, badass, smart, elegant girl. And Taylor was at one of her performances.

Ashlyn always was very secretive about her ballet. She never allowed the group to come to her performances, a threatening look in her eye when someone so much as brought it up. No one really knew why, but they just knew it was just who Ashlyn was, so they rolled with it and respected her wishes.

But Taylor had an honor. Ashlyn actually invited her to come to one of her performances. It was a show called La Sylphide. Now, Taylor knew nothing about ballet and had never even heard of this show until now, but obviously she came to the dang show. Being given Ashlyn's stamp of approval and her actually inviting you to something like this was big.

And Taylor was awestruck the moment Ashlyn jumped onto the stage.

Her long, orange hair held in a bun, and she wore a long, flowy dress. Taylor's never seen her in a skirt, let alone a dress. It was almost enough to make her want to sink into her seat and die from how pretty she was.

And was she wearing makeup!? Taylor's heart was thudding just from LOOKING at her. She is such a mess.

Taylor had seen Ashlyn do things like stretches or unnatural bending. Never actual, real ballet. It was something else. She didn't dance, she soared. Taylor knew Ashlyn's legs were strong (after all, she had seen her crush things with a single kick), but somehow the dancing was really opening up her eyes to just how unreal Ashlyn's strength was.

She glowed under the spotlight. Taylor could barely understand what was really going on. She was focused on one thing. Ashlyn.

And so, by the time the show was over, she was completely confused. But everyone in the theater stood from their seats and cheered. Taylor jumped up when she realized she had to as well, clapping fast and so hard that her hands became sore.

Everyone shuffled out into the auditorium, but Taylor quickly pushed her way to the front, saying quick "Excuse me!"s, and "Sorry!"s, and "Pardon me!"s.

A couple of the dancers were there, running to their families and friends, hugging them and laughing and smiling.

There was one family, though, that wasn't acting so giddy. The Banners.

Mr. Banner pat Ashlyn on the head, giving her casual praise while Mrs. Banner had her arms crossed, chuckling a little at Ashlyn face, resembling a mildly perturbed cat at the physical contact.

"Ash!" Taylor called out, causing Ashlyn to look up.

"Oh, Tay. Hey," she said, stepping away from her parents.

"Wow, you look even prettier up close! Haha..."

They both paused before Taylor remembered she had a gift! She unslung her backpack off her shoulder, quickly rummaging through it.

"I got these for you, but um.." She pulled out a bouquet that was crushed and wilting and definitely not as pretty as it was before. "Geez, I'm sorry.."

"Tay, it's fine," Ashlyn said reassuringly, taking the bouquet gently. "This is still really nice of you."

Taylor felt like clutching her heart. Ashlyn was so nice!!

"Trooper, we're gonna head to the car," Mr. Banner said, patting her shoulder. "You gonna hang out with your friend or do we need to wait?"

"Oh uh.." she glanced at Taylor. "I'll be at the car soon. Just give me a bit."

Her parents gave them thumbs up before walking out of the building.

"Ashlyn, you were beautiful out there," Taylor said, fidgeting with the strings of her hoodie. "Wow.."

Ashlyn rubbed her arm awkwardly and shrugged. "Really, I'm not that great at it. But, uh.. thanks."

"I think you were the best one out there.."

Ashlyn pauses, hugging the bouquet to her chest. "You really are, just.. too nice."

"Ashlyn?"

Ashlyn hesitates before she.. she smiled. Smiled! Taylor didn't even do anything that was smile worthy!!

"You know why I invited you to my performance..?"

Taylor didn't respond for a moment, her brain still malfunctioning from the smile before she came back to reality.

"N-No, I don't."

"Because you make me feel comfortable. Like, more than the others sometimes do. They all can be annoyingly pushy or put me on this annoying leadership pedestal. But you.. you don't. Except for things like this. Like, talking about how.. pretty I am, or whatever. It's a different kind of pedestal. But it's almost like I don't even have to try.. you still think I'm incredible. It's not like, 'Oh, if this plan doesn't work out, the team isn't going to trust me anymore and resent me.' It's more.. 'Taylor just.. is so unbelievably sweet.."

Taylor clutched her fists, blushing like an idiot.

"That's why I invited you.." Ashlyn continued. "Because I don't feel like I have to try.. I can just unwind and you still respect me."

Ashlyn took a step forward and placed hand on Taylor's shoulder, and Taylor's breath paused. "Ashlyn.."

"Thank you, Taylor. For being yourself."

Taylor furrowed her brow and her lip quivered. Ashlyn tilted her head a little, observing Taylor before shaking her head and leaning foward, placing a small kiss on her temple.

"I-.. Ashlyn!?"

"I, uh.. gotta go. My parents are.. ya." Ashlyn whirled around and Taylor watched her leave, but right before she opened the doors, she yelled out: "Ashlyn Banner! I think you're beautiful!"

Everyone in the auditorium jumped, looking at her, extremely confused. Ashlyn looked the same before snickering and looked down before looking back at her.

"Taylor Hernandez! I think you're incredible!"

Taylor beamed at her and the two waved goodbye as Ashlyn turned to leave.

#sbg #school bus graveyard #oneshot #ashlyn banner #ashlyn sbg #taylor hernandez #taylor sbg #taylyn #sbg (webtoon)#ashlyn x taylor

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spider-jaysart · 4 months ago

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Character ask: Damian Wayne (duh!)

@venetiangoldroz

Lolll

1. How I feel about this character:

Small boy!! Very intelligent, has a good heart that he usually tries not to show off too often but it is always there with him, sweet animal lover, and is a cool, crazy, weird kid that I love so much lmao

2. All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Jon Kent

3. My non romantic otp for this character:

Jon Kent

4. My unpopular opinion for this character:

Some fans don't like that Damian is a fan of Dinah Lance as a singer, but I personally like it lol. I don't like how silly he was made to be about it though, like singing one of the songs out loud in public for example, because he would never actually do that all lmaooo, he would keep that to ONLY himself lol. Also, I'm hearing now that it was actually a crush he was having on her, which I hate. Like, yes, he's an adult in that specific comic, but I'm tired of DC making him fall for almost every female and older woman that he interacts with, like just let him be normal about them already!!! I just like him being a fan of her music and that's it

5. One thing I wish would happen/had happen with this character in canon:

Not just one thing, cause I'mma list them all here

Start getting the respect he deserves after so much😤, cause like he literally changed himself and went through so much development for years now, but it's still not enough for DC writers or even some fans!! Like, just what do you want from him anymore????? He's been trying so much for too long now!!

For writers to stop treating him like he's nothing but evil, because he's not!! He's just a kid who grew up with a kind of life that's VERY different from everyone else's and was just taught ever since from a really young age to see things in other ways because of that. He does have a heart, it's the reason why he's made so much effort to become the person and hero he is today now and has left the whole League life behind. And about him being a tough person, that's just literally his dang personality, it's not something that adds to him being "evil" at all either

For DC to also just let him choose and make his own path as a hero when he grows up. He shouldn't become the next Batman by force or go through with becoming head of the Loa either, one of the big parts about his character is about discovering who HE actually is and figuring out what he really wants for himself instead, so he deserves to make his own choices by his own will. He should also become a vetinarian when it comes to getting a career

Stop with the white washing and start consistently representing his Arab side more, just like how the artist Gleb Melnikov did very boldly and also wonderfully in Robin 2021 when drawing him

And another one for the writers is to also stop making him crush on older woman!!!! PLEASE!! Just cut it out already!!! This entire thing has been going on ever since he was just 10 years old and nothing about it has ever been "cute!" or whatever they think of it as! It's just freaking weird and I don't understand why DC writers keep doing that to him! He's just a kid, not a grown man, so treat him like it!!! And stop deaging woman who were also already much older just to be with him and stop setting him up with his own female family members too! That one's already happened twice now (Mar'i and Cassandra) and now I'm scared that the writers of the second Supersons movie are gonna push that into there too with Cassandra AGAIN and ruin the film that way, which I really HOPE that doesn't happen AT ALL!😖

Let him have an actual relationship with his Mother instead of keeping them distant so much! Damian deserves to have her in his life too, not just Bruce as his Father, and she also deserves to have him in hers as well. Despite how things may be, they really love eachother a lot and it's not fair that they don't get to be as close as they were before, which is also really heartbreaking to think about honestly

Damian should also get to have a relationship with Respawn too that can develop into a sibling one at some point if ever he ever does appear again in the future

Never let him act like a normal person, let him forever be his weird, strange self, because that's literally one of the biggest things that MAKES HIM DAMIAN and I love him for it lol. Batman and Robin 2023 tried to change this about him in it's protayal and I hated it, it felt like some imposter, which just frustrated me a lot and made some things boring too. This goes for other kinds of mischaracterizations that were done to him too, like Gotham War as the most recent example, which was a big time failure at doing it well in a different way. Writers need to learn how to get to know him better first before actually writing him in their stories, deciding how he will react and treat things that happen in said story and it's plot. Here's something else much better too, he needs to start getting writers who actually like/love, respect, and actually understand him!

I think that's all for now loll but Thank you for the ask, @venetiangoldroz !! Sorry about the little delay btw, but I enjoyed answering this!!!

#damian wayne #spider-jaysart asks

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phantom-dc · 1 year ago

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Dad Hood - part 16

‘Ok Danny. Let us know if you see anything that looks familiar.’

After the plane had landed, the family set out in a rental car. They had decided to tour the town while it was still light outside. Since they had no leads, Danny was sitting on Jason’s lap and looking to see if he recognized something.

‘Oh! There! That’s the Nasty Burger! Can we go get burgers there? Please daddy? I promise it’s better than Bat-burgers!’

Jason looked at the fast-food place. At least that explained why Danny kept asking for ‘nasty’ burgers. Promising they would go there for lunch, they kept driving around. After a while they came across a large official building.

‘That’s the mayor’s office! Remember the frootloop? He worked there! He became mayor just to spite me and make my life difficult. But he is lost in space now, so it’s all good!’

Jason put down his gun. Looks like he’ll have to ask Green Lantern for a favor later. Too bad. A few minutes later they passed a school.

‘That’s Casper High! I go to school there! The food is gross, but at least it doesn’t come alive! One time the psychiatrist tried to kill my sister. That was Spectra, she’s dead too! But even deader than us, dad! She’s like fully dead!’

Danny then spots something across the street. He phases out of the car, and flies towards it. Jason immediately takes of after him, no way he was losing his kid in a city he didn’t know. He sees Danny nearly tackling a green-haired girl into a hug, who was standing next to a woman with blue hair and a blonde guy with a motorcycle.

‘HI GUYS! I’m back!’

Kitty looked at the little kid that was suddenly in her arms. Despite him being so small, she recognized him immediately.

‘Danny! Where have you been? Everyone has been so worried since Desiree wished you away!’

Johnny 13 ruffled the kids black hair.

‘Dang, little man! You got even smaller! You know that your family has been in a tizzy, right? It’s been weeks!’

Ember pried Danny out of Kitty’s arms and held him up to see.

‘Look at you! Now you’re an actual baby-pop! Almost as small as Youngblood!’

Jason manages to catch up and apologizes for Danny tackling the girl. He notices that the three teens glow, just like Danny does. Are they like Danny? Are they experiments as well? Or is there something about this city that causes it? He then notices that the blonde guy seem to become hostile.

‘Are you the reason that Baby-pop was away for so long?’

A shadow emerges from beneath the blonde’s bike. It is growling at him, making itself look big to intimidate Jason. Before Shadow can attack though, Danny speaks up:

‘No! He’s my daddy! He is really nice and took care of me! He worked reeeaaaally hard to get me back home! Please don’t hurt my dad!’

Calming down, Johnny recalls his Shadow. Kitty smacks him on the head for losing his cool. Wasn’t it obvious that the guy was worried about Danny? Jason, deciding to just accept all this to save himself from a headache, asked if they knew why Danny was so small. From their conversation it seemed they knew him when he was older. Johnny gave him an explanation:

‘Yeah, he was fighting Desiree. She can grant any wish, but messes it up so It’s not what you want. And his idiot of a pop wished him a kid again so he could hang with his dad from what I heard. After that Danny just disappeared. Guess he ended up with you, huh?’

Jason sighed. So that’s how Danny ended up in his appartement. Someone magicked him there to get rid of him. It also explained how he became a 5-year old. All this because of a rogue.

‘Poor baby-pop. Even when he does everything right, someone else messes things up for him. He always gets into trouble like this!’

While Ember laughed, Danny put up a serious face.

’Speaking of trouble, you guys aren’t causing any, right? Even if I’m tiny I can still kick your butt!’

Kitty giggled at the adorable threat:

Oh, no no! Don’t worry, little King! We’ve been good! No one’s causing trouble here!

Jason decides to cut this short. It’s starting to get late, and he needs to find Danny’s parents.

‘Look, we’ve been looking for Danny’s family all day. He has trouble remembering things, so could you tell us where he lives? If it’s a safe place…’

Johnny assures him that the Fentons are loving parents. The times they hunted him was because they didn’t know it was him. Different forms and all that. Plus, now they know that not all ghosts are evil they even let up on the hunt on other ghosts, as long as they don’t cause trouble. He points Jason to a long street, and tells him to follow it until he finds Fentonworks. Jason can’t miss it. Really.

When Jason and Danny get back to the car, the Waynes head into the street. For a moment they are wondering which of these houses was Danny’s. Then the giant UFO appears over the horizon. Hearing Danny’s calling out for home, they head there immediately. Sure enough, Fentonworks is written on the side. Danny is getting impatient, fussing in Jason’s hold. Taking a deep breath, Jason knocks on the door, the other Waynes behind him. An orange wall of a man opens the door, holding what looks like a sci-fi bazooka. Before Jason can react, the man has snatched Danny out of Jason’s arms:

‘DANNY-BOY! GIRLS! DANNY'S HOME!’

As the man starts hugging and doting on Danny, a woman in a blue hazmat-suit nearly jumps down the stairs and joins him.

‘SWEETIE! WE WERE SO WORRIED! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?’

As the parents are over the moon, Jason and the others are standing in the doorway. A girl with orange hair and a 12-year old girl ran into the room as well. Seeing them, Danny gets even more exited.

‘Hi Jazzie! Hi Dani! I’m home! And I brought guests! Is that ok?’

Realizing there are people with Danny, Maddie invites them in. Jack gives Jason a nearly bone-breaking hug in gratitude for bringing his son home. The orange haired girl decides to introduce themselves.

‘Thank you so much for bringing Danny back home. I’m Jazz, his sister. These are our parents, Maddie and Jack. And that is our little sister Dani.’

Looking at Dani, Jason sees that she has picked Danny up, and swinging him back and forth.

‘Jeez Danny! You’re even smaller than me now! I’m a big sister now!’

As Danny laughs, Tim pipes up:

‘Wait, wasn’t Dani a clone?’

This causes Jazz to freeze.

‘You know?’

Jazz had hoped that Danny had managed to keep things a secret. But seeing as Danny was around 5, she realized that was hoping too much. And when she saw that these were the Wayne’s, a very famous family, she was now worried that his identity became public. Bruce assured her that wasn’t the case. They had been very careful to keep Danny hidden from any press. Jazz was relieved. Jack gave Bruce a good-hearted pat on the back that nearly toppled Bruce over. He always thought that Bruce was an airhead, but he guesses he’s not! Danny agrees with that:

‘Of course not! He’s the Batman! The worlds greatest detective!’

The Waynes freeze. Jazz just sighs.

‘Danny, you can’t tell people things like that. What if someone was spying on us?’

‘I’m sorry, Jazzie.’

Jazz just pats Danny’s head. Looking at the Waynes. Now that she took a look at them, they did resemble the bats a bit. It was the right amount of people after all. She assured them they would keep it a secret. After all, they kept Danny’s secret too.

‘So, which one of you is Danny’s dad? I’m assuming it’s you, Bruce?’

Jazz was surprised by the strange looks. Was she wrong? But he was the only one old enough for a 14-year old son? Then Jason stepped forward:

‘Actually, it’s me. Things are very weird, and I’m not sure where to start…’

‘Jazzie! Jason is dead, like me! And my mom is an assassin! And I’m really 6 years old! The assassin mom made me older! Isn’t that cool? I had a superhero origin before I even died!’

Jazz just looked at him. Jason understood that feeling all to well. Utter confusion, mixed with a smidge of horror. He’d become very acquainted with that feeling these past couple of weeks.

‘Yeah, I think we should explain what happened these past couple of weeks.’

Jason told the Fentons everything that happened. From Danny appearing in his appartement, to looking after him and the discovery of Danny’s powers. He told them about Danny’s birth and how he ended up in the orphanage the Fentons adopted him from. He also told them about the misunderstanding with the ‘frootloop’ and the fight he had with Bruce. After that the Fentons told them about their own stories. They explained how they used to hunt ghosts, and Danny’s accident. They explained why they hunted him and they gave more information about Vlad. They explained the Ghost Portal and how Danny saved the world with the help of the other ghosts. They were very proud of their boy. During the talk, Danny started to fidget.

‘Dad, how do I get big again? Desiree’s wishes are permanent after a while, right?’

‘I don’t know ho-’

‘Don’t worry, Dann-’

Jason and Jack looked at each other. Both had tried to answer Danny’s question, responding to being called ‘dad’. Jason suddenly realized that this was Danny’s family. He was a Fenton, not a Todd. As Jack leaves the room to go get something, and Jazz goes to call Sam and Tucker, Maddie puts her hand on Jason’s shoulder.

‘You know you are family now too, right? Just because he is back home doesn’t mean you have to leave his life. I’m sure that Danny would love to have you, whether he’s a child or a teenager.’

Jason smiles at her. He’d like that very much. At this point Jack comes back.

‘Here we go! Danny’s friend Clockwork gave us this. He forbade us for going to look for Danny, something about 'saving the Father' and ‘getting rid of a great evil’ in exchange. This medallion should make him older and fix him up again. Are you ready, Dann-o?’

Dani puts Danny down, and Jack slips the medallion around Danny’s neck. In a flash, Danny was now 14 years old.

Danny looked at himself, getting to know his older, bigger body again. Jason felt odd seeing the kid age up so quick, almost regretful. But even if it meant missing time raising Danny he knew it was for the best. Dick and Bruce were surprised just how much Danny looked like a younger Jason, though less skinny. Noticing Jason, Danny turned to him to thank him:

‘So, uhm… thank you for looking after me? That was… kind of you? Sorry, this feels weird.’

Danny felt a bit sheepish. He now realized he caused Jason a lot of trouble, and it was odd talking to him like this after being a kid for a while. Jason felt odd about it as well.

‘Yeah, no problem… So, this is the real Danny? Older Danny? I guess you won’t need the toys we got for you anymore.’

Danny laughed a bit. He might be keeping some of them.

‘If it’s ok with you, I’d like to keep the Red Hood one. And maybe we could give the rest to Dani instead.’

Jason smiled. It was nice that he was still Danny’s favorite. Seeing his own family hinting franticly behind them, Jason decided to push his luck a bit.

‘If you’d like, you could come over sometimes? Like for a holiday? We’ll get your room updated for a teenager and everything!’

Danny thought about it. He wanted to have Jason in his life.

‘I’d like that. I’d like that a lot!’

As Maddie starts inviting the Waynes for dinner and everyone starts to relax, Danny got a weird look in his eyes, his older mind realizing something important has happened:

‘Wait, did I kill a guy?’

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#danny phantom #danny fenton #dc x dp #dp x dc #red hood #jason todd #dad jason #dad hood

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radioappleheadcanons · 8 months ago

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Part two of Whumping & comfort 7 years later

Vox somehow doesn't see it at first. In his defense, he doesn't expect anything really Alastor related to pop up on sinstiagram. He doesn't even have notifications made anything Alastor-related. He did at first when he first went missing but after a while, he just turned them off. So, Velvette knows before him. She keeps waiting for him to explode. He doesn't and she’s like I'm so glad you've gotten over this. It's wack that the pair of you got over it at the same time but I’m not complaining. Vox doesn't know what she’s talking about, and she realizes that he just doesn't know. She refuses to tell him but that doesn't stop him from finding out about it. He is livid when he sees it.

Alastor, in new clothes. New hair, new section of the radio show. How dare he? He refuses to change for years and now suddenly everything is new and cool and what? He starts bashing Alastor again, as he does, but the thing is when he tries; Alastor just responds in kind. He notes how he isn't as 'modern' as Vox wanted him to be. Points out that getting new clothes and not straightening his hair doesn't mean jack in the long term. And he's added things and taken them from his show before, it’s nothing new. Vox demands to know what changed his mind and Alastor just says that it’s something Vox could have never done.

This just ticks him off, of course.

He starts on a quest to figure it out.

Velvette is also interesting, but mainly because Alastor looks good in the new clothes and dang if she could get him to model that be great. He doesn't even have to be in shows, just him wearing things out on the town is a big deal. And because excuse her? What do you mean, stop straightening your hair? You kept your natural hair when you came down here? She thought it was just straight, it's happened to a few other demons.

Meanwhile Luce's social media becomes active for the first time in a long time. There are a lot of pictures of all of the hotel residences. Even of Alastor, who hadn't let Charlie post any more pictures after the first one. The Vees start there, trying to figure out what would have caused this.

But here's the thing.

Luce knows that it makes Alastor very uncomfortable to be on the internet, or for people to know about whatever they are. So, he makes sure not to post anything that would give them away, and only with Alastor’s knowledge and consent. So, they don't get a lot out of it. Of course, the fact that it’s happening at all should clue them in, but they think it’s just Lucifer trying to promote the hotel and threatening ALastor to let him in a way that Charlie is too nice to do. it's in one of these videos that they get a big clue. It’s a video of circle time and snippets of what everyone says. When it gets to Alastor, he rolls his eyes and says that while he isn't interested in getting to heaven, he is glad he came to the hotel. It helped him learn that changing one thing isn't consent for everything. No one really understands what he means, but they know it must be connected to his odd behavior. So now they're digging into that rabbit hole.

Velvette goes to meet Al at the hotel and talks to him about wearing her clothes on the street and also if he's taking care of his hair correctly. She doesn't press anything else, though when she is asked, she is very blunt about what Vox is doing. It’s rather funny to Alastor, who strikes up a tentative agreement with her.

#qpr radioapple #💚 aka mine #hazbin vox #hazbin velvette

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itsclydebitches · 1 year ago

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I’m screaming Clyde, what WAS that epilogue?! Also since semblances were just a discussion did you notice the moment when the guy tripped and Qrow caught him THEN we see the pin? Which is probably calling back to the mine incident where he tripped and Clover caught him? But now he’s kinda in the unique position of causing both. Looks like Qrow did indeed get a semblance upgrade without explanation. Maybe that’s why he’s so dang happy lol

Oh man you're right! That callback didn't occur to me, but it seems too big a coincidence to not be a callback. Yeah, I'm wondering now if we're meant to take this as further evidence that Qrow's semblance has evolved into a kind of...equalizer? The man near him still trips (bad luck) but now Qrow, in a mirror of Clover and his own good luck semblance, is able to catch him with a smile. I mean yeah, we could simply chalk that up to Huntsmen reflexes, but it seems a little too on-the-nose to not be meaningful, particularly after the miraculous save on the airship. That begs the question though of what this actually means for Qrow moving forward. I mean, if he has good luck and bad luck now, don't they just cancel each other out? That's just normal luck. Congrats, your semblance makes you like everyone else where some good things and some bad things happen in your vicinity.

Ngl, after RWBY semi-canonically introduced the concept of some semblances severely impacting mental heath via Ironwood, my mind immediately jumped to the possibility of Qrow's upgrade coloring his reaction to everything. Not that I think this is actually happening in the story (and not that I'd want RT to attempt such a story-line), but from a fun AU possibility my brain went, "Qrow is acting all content and optimistic after everything in his life has gone to shit. Salem won back in Atlas, she's two steps closer to destroying the world, a whole Kingdom is dead/displaced, his nieces are presumably dead and at some point he's going to have to tell Tai that... and yet he's smiling. Not even in a 'I'm holding it together through extreme denial' way, but acknowledging that yes, he's actually, surprisingly happy. That doesn't make sense! I wonder if this spontaneous upgrade that presumably revolves around generically Good Things is fucking with his head somehow." In more nuanced and respectful hands, it might be interesting to explore what it means for a magic-based power to influence someone's mood. Can it be equated to medication? Is it seen as an "unnatural" version of who they are (something that, again like meds, could be a bias the show works to unpack)? As events unfold, is it revealed that his semblance simply gives him a stronger, more optimistic will for shouldering such tragedy, or does it become clear that he's not reacting appropriately to what everyone recognizes as—formerly for him—crippling emotional blows? There's a difference between, "My semblance keeps me from sinking back into my self-destructive depression. No, I'm not like who I was before and that's a good thing" vs. "Ruby? Yang? Uh... sure. I guess I miss them? I recognize that I'm supposed to miss them... but I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be? They did a good thing, those girls, trying to save the world and all, but now it's time to move on. Chins up, everyone! :)"

In my attempts to work through Qrow's everything from the epilogue, I'm also dying to know how long has passed. This is one of those times when a firmer timeline makes a huge difference because it can make or break our acceptance of these characterizations. How long did it take for them to accept that Team RWBY aren't coming back? How long passed after that when Qrow goes to wipe dust off the grave? If it's, say, a few days or weeks then I'm like hey wtf they should still be DEVASTATED. If, however, we've jumped forward six months, a year... that at least makes a little more sense. I don't like that we've skipped over all the cliffhanger conflicts of Volume 8 as well as a long-term grieving arc for every character that would fundamentally change who they are and their approach to this war... but I find that slightly easier to swallow then Qrow strutting around the new slums with a smile on his face, happily telling the ghosts of his dead family that he's doing surprisingly good during the end of the world.

Also, in the realm of skipped-over character growth, I saw someone point out that Oscar's tiny smile at the group's arrival... might not be Oscar's. Or might not be Ozpin's. God knows the writers have proven that they don't know how to write the merge on screen—they just keep insisting it's happening without either of them changing in any meaningful way—so this would be the perfect opportunity for them to just skip over all the important bits and land on the final product, a la Oscar getting over his crisis in Volume 6. If we hypothesize based on what RWBY has shown us before (ha) we should expect for Ozpin to be gone for good and Oscar is now in control, but with mannerisms and knowledge that he's never displayed before; a fundamental shift in his personality. After all, we never got to hear Ozpin the host. The show acts like Ozma existed on his own after a certain point, a body without a voice in his head anymore, but living as a, you know, merged version of himself and whoever was last with him. Which I hate! And Oscar hated it too, as evidence by him understandably freaking out about it, but the story never bothered to let him work through that. (Or just solve it with the magical aura machine + android bodies that have already been introduced.) As a favorite of mine, I'm not looking forward to being told that they've merged now. It's not Oscar. It's not Ozpin. It's someone who sounds like both at times, but really the characters you enjoyed are gone... without fully being gone. Combined with worry that Ironwood might come back—someone commented that the "Don't come back" was directed at Weiss, though that doesn't make any sense to me?—if we do get Volume 10 I can't help but think that, like Penny, the writers aren't going to leave these characters alone, despite them supposedly having left the story.

#rwde #rwby #mymetas

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pancake-breakfast · 1 year ago

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The problem with being on Volume 9 is that means we're on the last buffer before Volume 10, and I am Not Ready. None of us are.

Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for TriMax Vol. 9, Chapters 1-2 below.

TriMax Volume 9 Covers

Ugh, we just have to start with a Vashwood cover, don't we? I have too many Vashwood feels right now. I can't handle this.

Ah, the return of the blow-up doll. Is... is she jealous of whatever the hell is going on with Vash and Wolfwood here? (Honestly, I have no idea what's going on with them here, and I wouldn't be surprised if Nightow doesn't know, either.)

Back cover Liviooooooo.... Oh, shit, he's not wearing his skull there.

Ahahahahahaha, that's a no-face reference on the back there. Looks like he's got some dolls of his own. I... I don't know what to think about that. I'm just not going to lest it make my brain hurt.

What kind of chapter/volume name is "LR"??

Someone take down the Kuroneko-sama. I'm pretty sure she's dry.

Chapter 1: Home

In Stampede, "Home" was a reference to the place where Luida and them live. Here, it seems to refer to the orphanage.

Baby Livio! Baby Nico!!!

Wolfwood, feeding the forlorn. Of course.

Ah, I see he's been reunited with Angelina II. Get yourself reunited with Vash, you idiot.

Aaaand he's going against the caravan for some reason.

LOL, he is DETERMINED to get through going the wrong way. And quickly. This feels like a bit of overkill for a simple gate.

Heh, even as a child, he still has so many Wolfwood mannerisms.

Oh, shit. He's going back for Livio, isn't he?

He really loved his life at the orphanage....

Goshdarn puppies getting in stupid places.

Yeah! Go, baby Livio! Do good things!

Oh, Livio, honey.... If you thought you getting dumped here was because you didn't do something--whatever that might be--to make yourself lovable, you are dead wrong. I don't have to know any more about where you came from to know that.

Baby Wolfwood is such a big brother to everyone here.

Something wrong with his eyes...? Is that...?

Did he ("he") kill the puppy because it put someone else in danger?

Hahahahaha, no secrets between siblings. And an orphanage has a LOT of siblings.

Oh, no. Poor baby Livio. He's just... got a lot going on, I'm sure. But it might be easier with friends.

Hey, is this round guy the kid Wolfwood used to walk to the bathroom?

Hahahaha, yeah, it's him. He doesn't recognize his big bro, of course. Wolfwood's been through a lot.

Twelve, huh? Why's it always gotta be twelve? Something something religious imagery, I know.

Ohhhh, nooooo. Livio, this isn't where you should be....

He's helped set a trap for Wolfwood? My dude, no.

Also, goshdarn, why's he gotta be good-looking?? There are some grumbling about his looks in Stampede, but both versions of him are freaking dorito chips with long hair and goth aesthetic, so I'm not complaining.

Yeah, Wolfwood definitely sucks at cutting ties to people he cares about. I'm not sure if Knives really succeeded or really fucked up by ordering him to escort Vash, 'cause there was no way in hell Wolfwood wasn't gonna get attached to Vash.

Wait, did Livio do something to get on the Eye of Michael's bad side? Also, just how big is their cult? I thought a good chunk of it got wiped out a few volumes ago by that horn-headed guy and the weird CLAMP bishounen. Also also, wasn't Chapel bragging to Wolfwood about how Livio was basically like a better version of him... but Livio got kicked out??? Questions.

Dude, is this little Cactus kid gonna try and take on Eye of Michael by himself?? Dang, no wonder they recruit from this orphanage. These kids got guts.

Side note, I love how Wolfwood's chillin' here, loading up his gun, but also his whole demeanor is like he's just one of the kids.

Oh, I guess these guys aren't true EoM. They're... like... mercenaries or some such.

"Once this ark scare is over...." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA hoo boy, who's gonna tell him?

Welp, this guy is trash. He needs a name. I'm gonna call him... Cable-Face.

Seriously?? He wants interesting reactions from the child he's tormenting and likely to kill?? This guy needs new hobbies.

As someone who worked in dentistry, I like the implication that nearly every one of Cable-Face's teeth are fake. AND he still managed to chip TWO. This kid's life might be worthless, but so is your dental hygiene, Cable-Face.

AAAAAAHHHHHH LIVIO TO THE RESCUE!!!! GIT 'IM MY BADASS BOI!!!

Oh, I guess Cable-Face was very cyborg. Whatever, he may not have needed to be if he had taken better care of himself. And Livio's right; he was pretty annoying.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go simp for Livio for a bit.

*This space reserved for Livio simping*

(Crap, I just put two and two together and I think I know what "LR" stands for now. MOVING ON!!!)

Chapter 2: Tempest

Aw, man. Them kids are putting two and two together about their good friend Wolfwood. Let us all shed a tear for Wolfwood's lost youth.

Welp, that's two "alarms" down.

G'night, Burnsie! All y'all are in for a baaaaad day for pissin' off my guy Wolfwood.

OMG he didn't kill Burnsie. And he's trying to negotiate these guys out of dying, too. He's literally fighting for the thing that matters most to him, and he's trying to do it Vash's way.

Great camaraderie amongst these mercs, I see. /s

Ultimate tiger family?? Ugh, sure, yeah, whatever, man.

HAHAHAHAHA, Wolfwood with the backwards shooting. Get wrecked, tiger man.

Badass Wolfwood poses.

"Keep your eyes on him!" *friend gets smacked in the face* LOL

Badass. Wolfwood. Poses.

DAMMIT, I just remembered *redacted redacted redacted* Ugh, they really gotta do this, don't they???

Wolfwood and his kid self....

@sweetpotoooooooos noted Kid Wolfwood training with Eye of Michael looks like Megumi from JJK is cosplaying as Lara Croft and now I can't unsee it. (I think Megumi is angrier, though, and has a LOT more chill.)

Getting worse? How?? Because he doubts his right to take another's life??? Screw you, Old Man. Like, seriously. You talk like what he's doing now takes less courage and less calculation and less skill, and that's absolute bullshit.

LOL, Chapel is SO MAD! Good, be mad and dumb. Also, he's really rocking that dramatic cult leader garb today.

*COUGH* Sorry, I had to many words and they got stuck.

UGH, I dun want them to fight! They should be brothers!!

Duuuuuuude, something something Stampede! I can feel the influence here. Also, I'm not ready for this.

LOL, Chekov's rocket. Wolfwood sure has fun with these things.

Looks like everyone's in a lot of pain... but they're alive. And also...

Epic

Wolfwood

Poses

May the humiliation all these mercs faced here today inspire them to rethink their lives. Maybe make a change in their career paths.

Heh. He knows Livio is here, and he's calling him for help.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! LIVIO RESPONDED!!!!

Ok, I need to focus on this pose for just a moment. Because this is first time I've seen anything... anything resembling actual will and determination in Livio's face. And it's just for a second, a single panel, before we pull out too much to get a clear read on him again. All the rest of the time, his face is either hidden in shadows or he just looks resigned, depressed, and/or detached. But this panel? There's life in his face here.

Haaaahahahaha, their greeting to each other is such... brothers. Sibling energy. I submit that they are both dumbasses.

One step closer....

Archive

Trigun Vol. 1: Covers + 1-3, 4, 5-6, 7-8, 9-10 || Vol. 2: Covers + Extras, 1, 2-4, 5-6, 7-8

TriMax Vol. 1: Covers + 1-2, 3-4, 5-6 || Vol. 2: Covers + 1, 2-4, 5, 6-7 || Vol. 3: Covers + 1-3, 4-5, 6-7 || Vol. 4: Covers + 1-2, 3-5, 6-7 || Vol. 5: Covers + 1-2, 3-4, 5-6 || Vol. 6: Covers + 1-2, 3-4, 5-6 || Vol. 7: Covers + 1-2, 3-4, 5-6 || Vol. 8: Covers + 1-2, 3-4, 5 + Bonus

Extra Credit: Trigun Vol. 1: Nebraska vs. Vash's Motivations, Vash's Loneliness, Vash's Depression (pt 2 of post), Soupy Brains || Vol. 2: Coin Factoids || TriMax Vol. 1: Lina, Vash, and a Haircut || Meryl, Vash, and the Pursuit of Happiness || Vol. 5: Knives, Vash, and Hatred for Humanity || Vol. 6: Coping Series: Wolfwood, Meryl, Vash || Vol. 8: The Uncoordinated Counterattack

#trigunbookclub #trigun maximum #volume 9 #pancake thoughts

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leffee · 2 months ago

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esteban thoughts? especially in regards to his dynamic with vinnie (romantic or otherwise) cause its so funny to me and i love it

Well well well, those two have my heart and mind right now.

Yeah, all thoughts I have about Esteban circulate around Vinnie anyway, so that will sure be the center point of all this.

I just love it because it's the only relationship I can imagine for Vinnie where he does not have his cherishing his partner/friend quality because while he genuinely likes Esteban he's also consistently pissed with him.

You know the stuff with how I think about Esteban: he met the main 7 one day, lied to them about his adventures, Vinnie was the only one who decided to check this "viral" legend only to confirm his suspicions but was unable to tell the rest of them and then at the end of the day Esteban did something brave (but honestly idk what that could be in human au :/) and Vinnie promised not to reveal his secret, so like in the episode. Except that the way I think about it after a while Vinnie was like "You know what? Actually I'm not fine with this, the guy lied about something so big!" but... he has already promised he would not tell. And let me tell you, when Vinnie makes a serious promise he will not break it. So what do we end up with? Vinnie who does like Esteban, yes, but also is upset with him about something he can't tell anyone.

Which results in him acting really tsundere-ish with Esteban. And if we're talking about him getting a crush on Esteban? Oh boy, it'd be even worse! He almost doesn't care if there's a possibility Esteban feels the same, quite frankly he'd rather he didn't so he can hopefully get over this and just forget. And then it turns out Esteban does in fact feel the same and Vinnie reluctantly starts a romantic relationship with him. And God he's not having a good time. But also he does. He's conflicted and he hates it. The way he always was he gets obsessed, if he were to have a boyfriend he wanted to cherish him and love him, breakfast in bed kinda stuff. But with Esteban he just... can't. He wants to, but he is also mad. Some part of him genuinely hates or at least dislikes Esteban for that one thing, he just can't let go of disliking his lying habits (the hypocrite- then again Vinnie does not lie about things like that or for praise).

And let me tell you, everyone else is so confused. Vinnie does not act like that with anyone else, let alone some he calls his friend/boyfriend. Sure, he can be teasy, poking some fun every now and then, but if he likes someone then you can tell for sure he does. And if he hates or dislikes someone else he's open about it too. And here's that contradiction, he says he likes Esteban, but then there's that tsundere-ish attitude and sometimes he really looks like he wants to kill him.

Esteban had no idea at first. As far as he was concerned Vinnie told him they were fine, and looked very genuine while doing so (and yeah, at the time Vinnie really was) and especially at first when Vinnie realized he was still upset he tried to hide it, especially from Esteban. Until he gradually stopped, mostly. Esteban was confused a little but at the same he thought maybe that was just their dynamic so he kinda embraced it, treating it with a laugh and a wink. Honestly maybe that's what Vinnie found so attractive about him. He likes being teased oop. He's still pissed but his love is growing and dang it he needs that man's lips on his-.

One and only kinda enemies to lovers ship I can accept. Except that Vinnie is the only one who sees it this way.

In short: Vinnie: >:( Esteban: :). That's their thing

#lps 2012 #asks #ehehhe estennie my beloved <3 #or maybe I just like Vinnie being sarcastic and ironic

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indecisive-dizzy · 11 months ago

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Any ideas for Howdy and Eddie? They are my special little pookies and I love them

I’ve been obsessing over Howdy x Eddie, that ship is just so fun to me and I love them (Frank can be part of the ship too, Frank/Eddie/Howdy is lovely too :3)

hhhh I'm so sorry but I'm brainrotting over my disabled Eddie au sobbbs but I will Try dang it

But first! DISABLED EDDIE IS SO 😭😭😭✨✨

I'm going to bite Eddie Dear. I'm feral and Unwell.

To me it just makes soo much sense??? I have shit coordination/balance and my life is hell and I want to project so hard. It's representation and it gives me Delicious angst and hurt/comfort opportunities.

phew ok ok ok,, hcs,, howdy,, eddie,,, ok,, i got this

They both will, would, and have eaten an entire head of lettuce. Howdy makes sense, bc he eats lots of greens already. But Eddie? bbg is so sleep deprived it's the only thing he can think of to eat.

They're rivalry is a Bit. They are the only ones aware of this. Everyone else thinks Howdy genuinely has problem with Eddie in regards to business but it's all jest! A joke, a charade, a whole ass Bit! They find hilarious!

Eddie swears more than you think. He just keeps it professional when working. Howdy wishes he could record some of Eddie's more,,, creative cursing.

By contrast Howdy doesn't swear that much, he's so used to being surrounded by little siblings + other family that he just,, doesn't think about it? ofc he'll swear occasionally out of shock, exasperation, or anger. he can say fuck, he just doesn't think to! he doesn't have an issue with swearing, either.

Shipping stuff,, ok!

The Bromance turned Romance Pipeline is Real. It would take a while for the others to notice they even started dating lol bc they keep it 'professional' during work hours.

Physical affection is both their love language. Oh My Golly. They are never Not in contact with each other. Cuddles are top tier holy shittt

Eddie also writes love letters bc he's a sappy goof and words of affirmation is his other love language.

Howdy has never received a love letter before and Swooned when he read the first one. He keeps them all in a special box by his nightstand <3

Bringing Frank into the mix? Hoo boy they are not ready. They are. But also not. If it's not Eddie holding his hand it's Howdy's on his back. If it's not Eddie holding him by the waist it's Howdy literally picking him up for a kiss. Frank is overwhelmed with affection all the time /pos

A sprinkle of angst, Frank may get sad from time to time bc they feel almost,, out of place in the relationship. Eddie and Howdy are incredibly close and have known each other longer than they've both known Frank. This causes some self doubt.

However Eddie and Howdy are Quick to shoo the thoughts away! The reassure Frank and smother them in affection! All praise and loving words. How much they love him, how happy he makes them, just everything about Frank Frankly they adore.

Over time this doubt fades away, Frank becomes confident in themselves, their love, and their Loves!

Literally the best wedding ever. Eddie and Frank combined forces to keep Howdy from turning it into one Big Advertisement lmao. It was great!

#ok thats enough #i need to stop before i talk about my own au #i just... love themmmmm #PLZ let me talk about disabled eddie #I am gripping the bars of my enclosure #srry for being unhinged this was All over the place #its very late and I have eaten nothing but a few bread rolls today #cough anyways #i hope this is kinda what u asked for my dude(gender neutral)#!!! wow i need to show emotion hold on forgetting how internet #!!!! Thank You!!! <3 For asking Questions!!!#I mean that genuinely!!!! <3 #ok thats enough back to calm haha #welcome home #eddie dear #howdy pillar #frank frankly #dizztalkstoomuch #neon child

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blahhhhhhhohmigosh · 11 months ago

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How about this? One day when Mikey is walking home it starts down pouring snow. And in a hurry he opens a small portal and his hands slightly crack. But he doesn't go to his brothers for help till the next day. It can either be one or all three brothers your choice.

Day 7, a snowy day

Summary: Mikey makes a portal cause of the snow conditions, his older brothers find out and give him a small lesson.

A/n: I AM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO POST YESTERDAY BTW THIS IS RUSHED SO SORRY 😭 ANYWAYS ENJOY! PRO SHIPPERS AND T-CESTERS DNI.

Lee: Mikey.

Ler: Donnie, Leo, Raph.

Warnings: tickles and maybe a bit of pain and angst.

Mikey the box turtle, the mystic warrior was stuck in the pizza store, he snuck out to buy himself pizza, but now, he was stuck, he tried opening the door but there was too much snow outside, well, dang it! Mikey sat inside as the pizza shop was closing soon, so they kicked him out outside, Mikey was now in snow and he needed to swim up through the snow to the nearest bulding and climb it up, dang it, how can he get back home? Then he got an idea, he concentrated, his hands turning into glittering bits making cracks on her hands, slowley he made a small golden portal home, he rushed through it before he closed it, his hands trembeling as he got teleported to his room, the small cracks remaining on his hands and arms worried him for his brothers finding out, but for now, he whanted sleep.

In the morning the older trio realised something was...wrong...their little brother was trembeling, he flinched when anyone whould touch him look like his arms are in pain and wearing long sleeve hoodies which made the turtles worried, meanwhile Raph and Leo decided to confront Mikey Donnie decided to do something else.

The red eared slider came through the door with the snapper turtle as they greeted the box turtle.

❤️:Hey big guy! Uh- You fine?-!

💙:Okay cut the talk big bro let me handle this, Mikey, what's going on??

When Leo said that the orange turtle froze as he looked at Leo and mumbled out.

🧡:W-what r you talking about hehe?...

Mikey giggled nervously before Donnie entered the room and said sternly.

💜:He made a portal.

Mikey's, Leo's and Raph's eyes widdned as they looked at what Donnie was holding, it was a ipad, with a video of Mikey making a portal, everyone forgot that Donnie recorded EVERYTHING.

Mikey was too stunned to speak as he quietly hid his neck into his shell trying to hide himself as the older trio glared at the youngest with a stern, cold look that said "you're in trouble".

❤️:Mikey...you know you're not allowed to DO THAT!! WHAT WHOULD HAPPEN IF WE WERENT THERE AND YOUR CRACKS WHOULD TURN YOU INTO GLITTER??

🧡:Raph calm down! I'm fine!

The oldest and the youngest argued while Donnie and Leo helped to heal those small cracks. Making Mikey giggle a bit since it tickled a bit (his arms were a bit sensitive cause of the cracks).

That made the 3 get an idea as they all grinned, Leo and Donnie slowley started tickling Mikeys arms as Mikey shrieked and started giggling while Raph kneeled down to Mikeys level and started tickling his tummy, this went on for a few minutes before they all stopped and just hugged as Mikey apologised.

🧡:Sorry guys! I promise I tell if I ever sneak out agian!

#rottmnt tickle #rottmnt #tickle fic #fluff #requests?#rottmnt fluff #ler!donnie #lee!mikey #ler leo #ler!raph #christmas tickle series #christmas tickle

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blupengu · 1 year ago

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All righty I’ve finished science brofist’s route and that means more rambling! (Seriously though everyone sees his name as that right?? How the hell else am I supposed to pronounce Scien Brofiise??? It sure as hell ain’t how they say it in Japanese! 😂) spoilers under the cut as usual

Hmm… overall while I liked it, I think I’ve been so thoroughly emotionally and mentally broken by Mathis and Lucas that Scien’s route seemed pretty… tame in comparison LOLOL 💀 or maybe I’m still on residual WTFs from Lucas and should’ve waited another day to let it settle oops

The pain meter from these first three to me is Lucas > Mathis > Scien

The ending was definitely still a big oof and a little yikes though 😬. But with how dubious the “science” is in this game, part of me was wondering why Scien couldn’t just make a clone from Ceres’s body and then stick the memories he had into her after? Like people save memory backups of themselves prior to dying so why couldn’t he have saved her memories on whatever constitutes a USB stick in this world lmao

The science in this game in general honestly I just… can’t think about too deeply or it all falls apart LOL, being in like the medieval ages where you still gotta hand wash clothes but then suddenly having shit like electric cars, headset phones, touch-holograms, and perfect cloning with memories but not emotions is such whiplash 😂

The final CG was super pretty though, oof the expression on his face, my poor babygirl 😩 but… why are all the kiss CGs… not super great LOL, is the artist bad at drawing kisses? Because so far they’ve all looked a little uhhhh in each route? 😬😂

I very much appreciate the fact though that Scien’s best CGs are hands down the ones where he’s posing like a lil slut lmaooo, the jigsaw puzzle one?? Bitch he’s practically twirling his hair!! 😂

And his interactions with Ceres were very cute, especially the whole sandwich thing! But when she was like yay I’m so happy I’ve been promoted from maid to a sandwich dispenser! I was like girl… are you okay…?? Well clearly not but still 😂 like dang, never been happier getting told by a man to make me a sandwich lmaooo

Anyways! Back to the route in general - the whole thing of him being an oh no evil science man was so… meh to me? Maybe because I work in the sciences so I have a different view but like, I was perfectly fine with him experimenting on criminals? That’s pretty much what clinical trials are in the real world?? Of course you need to test shit on a few people before giving stuff out to the the general populace??? Why are people upset at this????

It was nice learning a bit more about Salome (though tbh I thought her backstory and relationship to scien would be… more significant LOL). And kinda weird that they left her mumbling when they were in hiding as “…” instead of maybe just quickly forcing the text to go through, because my limited amount of Japanese from anime let me understand the gist of what she was saying and oh. Gives a bit of a different vibe knowing what she said vs it having to be explained

Also, my face when they just decapitated Adolphe but then Ceres TOOK HIS HEAD WITH HER? HONEY NO, GIRL PUT IT BACK HE’S DRIPPING

FUCK THE ROYAL FAMILY, ALL MY HOMIES HATE THE ROYAL FAMILY 🔫🔫 The reservoirs or repertoires or whatever the hell they’re called can eat my ass and die 😂

The way I hollered when Lucas went in and shanked their asses, MY MAN!! … every other time he showed up though was a big aw shit Lucas we’re not in your route anymore go away please!! You’re causing the despair end nooo!!! 😂 very conflicting emotions when I see him now lmao

Same with when I see Jean… like you’re still so pretty and I love you but uhhh, hey Mathis maybe come over this way instead 😬

Side note, kinda sad we didn’t get to see Ankou in the second half of the route…

And finally - I love you Dahut, I was so worried you’d be evil but oh, thank god we have someone that’s just like a good friendly person (I think), you are so pure I love you please show up in every route to ease my fears (Hugo doesn’t count because I’ve still got my eye on him LOL)

Aight I think that’s it! In summary, Scien is this meme:

Literally just look at him

I wish I looked this sexy doing a jigsaw puzzle 😂

#blupengu yells about virche evermore #virche spoilers

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whitherwordswither · 1 year ago

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Logs from the Starfields, III

Captain's Log #0.03:

After some heavy trading in New Atlantis, I picked up a contract from GalBank to get some con-man who defaulted in his loan to pay up. This had me heading out to Tau Ceti.

Of course, I can't just go somewhere with something else cropping up to distract me, now can I? As soon as I hit the system I picked up a distress signal. A local settler was having spacer trouble. So, naturally, I went to go see if I could help. Any day I can unload a few rounds in to a hostile spacer trash is a good day, I say.

Turns out him and three other families in the system are having a bad time of it. And on top of that they've been feuding with each other, or as it turns out, the guy who sent the signal for help had initially been kind of a colossal asshat to the others. But at least he's level headed enough now to admit his mistakes and wants everyone to legitimately survive. So not only do I have to get these grump dirtworkers to vibe together again, I got to deal with mucho spacer trash.

I set off to repair three satellites to restore communication lines between the families. Sadly, it looks like one family was already removed from the galactic equation. Each stop I made I blew some spacers out of the cosmic skies. Good riddance. The repair jobs weren't too difficult. I don't know why the spacers didn't just blow the transmitters up entirely. But I guess maybe they were gonna move in after their prey was hung up to dry? I don't know. Ain't no point in thinkin' too hard about it.

After getting all three family heads to meet up and cooperate, we made a joint run against two groups of spacer ships then almost immediately went all in for the kill and took out their base of operations aboard a derelict station. Another ton of haul this go. And the extra creds from the settlers was a nice boost.

Luckily, my initial contract is nearby in the system so I make a stop there to negotiate before heading back to New Atlantis. The target had himself holed up in a sparsely populated military outpost near a mostly abandoned mining facility of some sort. Not a whole lot of resources of note on the planet either. I manage to scan everything of worth on a short trek around the zone. Lady Luck must be on my side today. I was able to avoid a painful confrontation with the target and get him to pay what he owed without incident. Sometimes I'm amazing at my own talkin' skills. I'm glad he wasn't dumb about it. I hate to shoot someone, even if they give me a reason 'cause they got their head too far up their own ass.

As I'm leaving the planet I run in to some old friends of mine, coming to collect the bounty on my head. Jokes on them though, 'cause I've had enough excitement for one day. I ignore their comm hail and charge up my grav drive. While they're scrambling to get a target lock I'm skipping out of the system and back toward New Atlantis.

Sorry, boys. I got more creds to acquire and I don't feel like playing with ya'll right now.

Once I'm touched down at the Atlantis port I jog over and give the GalBank man his credits and get a nice little sum for myself. I might come back and take another job. Not that I enjoy helping the big bank corps or anything, but. My ship ain't gonna last forever and I'm gonna need every spare cred I can get to afford a new one. 'Cause god damn is they expensive.

I dump my haul at the local Trade Authority down in The Well, then head back topside. I run in to the scientist I helped the other day, who wouldn't you know, could use a bit more help! Heck, why not friend. I'm right here after all. And all he needs me to do is talk to an associate and get some data. Now, this associate don't like him much for whatever reason. Ain't any of my business. And as I'm talkin' to his associate friend… gosh dang. I'd really just like to punch him in the face. I almost had to to get that data. To think… he wanted me to break in to the apartment of his MAST supervisor and falsify his records so he could get a promotion. Boy. You just told me you got terrible performance reviews and you want me to make you look like a golden shiny apple? I don't think so. I had to a get a little grumpy with him, but I got the data. From the sounds of it, my scientist friend is on to something and may need my assistance again in a few days. I look forward to it! (Apparently something downright awkward is going on with this certain species of trees in New Atlantis and it could spell trouble for lotsa folks if something ain't done about it. So, of course, I'll help where I can.)

Now… I been doin' a lot of work around the New Atlantis area. I'm thinkin' I'm gonna head out and check out one of the other main hubs. See what else is out there. Atlantis is a nice enough place but. It may just be a little posh for my blood. And I'd like to, y'know, get my own place. Never owned a spot outright before and… I'm thinkin' maybe for once… I'd like to.

I'll catch ya up later.

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#creative writing #queer writers #writing community #sci-fi #space #starfield

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bblues-ocs · 5 days ago

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Glavrahir meets Cýrlinnaril

A while ago I asked @rhasphodyinviridescentgold if I could write Cýrlinnaril and Glavrahir together. I got permission, and I actually had the bare bones of it since the beginning, but today I woke up possessed and wrote this in one sitting. lol enjoy!

Cýrlinnaril hates this place. They're trying to take her away from Erestor and they want her to be happy about it! Everyone expects her to go along with the decision, but jokes on them, she's survived the wilds once, she'll do it again to be with Erestor. The Elves from Greenwood keep wanting to hear her sing and stalk her for it. Like who does that? People who don't respect others wishes, that's who!

Whatever. She takes solace in her music, so she'll find a place no one can find her. She takes her compositions (man she wishes she had her harp) and wanders, eventually happening on a clearing, where she can no longer hear any noise from the City. She looks up, and yup, no houses above her either (she's not making that mistake agian).

She gets to work, and finds herself moving herself through her music, losing the negative emotions that came with her and she feels herself relax.

As Cýrlinnaril is humming a familiar song, a voice says,

"Do you know uh…" and snaps their fingers.

Are you serious?? Cýrlinnaril left to get away from this!! She scowls and moves to pick up her papers when the Elf finishes.

"It's Kingdom Hearts, I think. The piano part. Sincerely Loved?"

Cýrlinnaril freezes. KINGDOM HEART?!

"D…Do you mean Dearly Beloved?"

"Yeah!" The stranger points at them. "That's the bitch!"

That's the bitch??? Does this Elf know what tumblr is???! Oh Eru, Cýrlinnaril can feel herself blue screening and responds. "No…"

"Oh dang. Oh well. Do you know any from the Princess Wolf Girl? Same guy as the pig movie."

MOVIE?? Princess Wolf Girl, what?? Pig movie, what? what? what?

Cýrlinnaril is frozen.

"Guess, not. Bummer–" BUMMER! "anyway, sorry to disturb you then, bye." And the Elf who has caused her distress, just LEAVES.

"Hey Hey Hey, no no no, WHAT!"

They turn around, audaciously confused. "What?"

"What do you mean what, how do you know those songs?"

"Oh." They turn around fully. "I remember too. Hey, you don't look very good, are you ok?"

"I…I just…I just need a minute."

"Oh ok. Take your time." The Elf simply stands there while Cýrlinnaril stares at the Elf who has so casually flipped her world on its head. They're a fairly short (but taller than Silvers), olive toned, thick muscular Elf, with brown eyes that shine weirdly, and light brown hair that are not tight curls, but enough so that their hair is voluminous and obscures their ears--"Where are your ears." Cýrlinnaril is too out of it to care how rude that is. This Elf caused this, they will deal with her.

Their eyebrows raise, before they laugh and obligingly move their hair to the side to show athat the scar that is on their cheek bone goes along their face to vivisect their ear, which has a downward tip.

"How do you know those songs?"

"I remember them." She says it so simply. Like it's not a big deal. "As best I can anyway. It's been a bit–"

"You remember them?!"

"Yeah??" She sounds like Cýrlinnaril is the weird one here.

"No one else knows those songs, no one else remembers their life before now, why do you?"

"I 'unno, I just do???" She sounds defensive.

"Why do you sound so defensive then?" Cýrlinnaril narrows her eyes.

"Because you're asking me weird questions and are being really intense about it!"

"These are not weird questions! If anything, you're the one being weird about it, because we're the only ones who remem–"

"Ranil remembers."

The clearing is silent.

"WHO?"

"Ranil, the Queen of Lothlorien. Don't they teach this?"

"Oh, I thought it was Galadriel."

She scowls briefly, before sighing. "No, they Co-Rule. Galadriel deals primarily with the Noldor population of Lothlorien and the Kingdoms outside it, so I guess that would be the name you'd run into most…" She trails off.

"Huh," Cýrlinnaril thinks to herself. "Is that why Haldir said that I was invited to Lothlorien on behalf of Galadriel?"

"Oh you met Haldir?" She beams. "He's my brother!"

"He makes funny faces."

"He sure does!" The Elf laughs.

"wait." Cýrlinnaril takes a moment. "Don't change the subject! Are there more people who remember? Is it just Elves who remeber?"

The Elf shrugs and makes an 'I don't know' noise.

"What do you mean you don't know?!"

"It's never been a concern of mine."

"Wh-It's never been a concern? Haven’t you ever been curious? How can this not concern you."

"I have different priorities." She is beginning to look a bit irate.

"This is a big deal! Why do we remember? How do we remember? Who else remembers? Why don't you care?? We need to find this stuff out, it might be important!"

"Listen," She fully turns her attention to Cýrlinnaril, and wow, was she always this imposing? "The past may shape us into who we are now, but we can't go back to what we remember. I have different priorities and concerns. I lived in Ossiriand, I moved; I have friends, I have family, some died, some didn't. I've fought wars, been in hunts, I trade, I sing, I make. My life is bigger than whatever came before. I don't need a brat who hasn't even seen 25 winters to tell me what I should care about."

Cýrlinnaril stares and thinks about dumplings, about movies, and songs, and people who she will never see again, and oh–

Tears start to well up and drip from her eyes, and the Elf said that their friends and family died, is Erestor going to die? Arwen? Bastard, Elladan and Elrohir, Silvers, Celebrian? She starts to make soft cries as she thinks about people she already won't see again and people she might not see again.

"Aw, made a kid cry, way to go Glav." Cýrlinnaril can hear the other mumble. Glav moves in front of her and sits down cross legged, then stiffly moves their right leg to be stretched out. "been still for too long, urgh."

Glav moves their attention to Cýrlinnaril, who has moved from soft cries to harsh ones, because she thought Elves lived forever! And she knew that she couldn't see the people from her memories again, but she didn't need need it to be thrown in her face!

"There there," Glav doesn't reach out to touch her, which Cýrlinnaril appriciates. Who'd want a stranger touching them while they cry, especially one who is the cause of it! "Do you want me to go get Erestor?" Cýrlinnaril shakes her head. "Lady Celebrian? Lord Elladan? Lord Elrohir? Galador? Noendîn? Anyone??" Each name is a shake of the head and an increasingly desperate tone. Everyone is already so stressed, because of her, she can't--she gasps in a breath--she can't be the reason for more stress.

Under her breath, Glav murmurs something, and then says, "I'm sorry, I called you a brat."

"That's not why I'm crying!" Cýrlinnaril wails out.

"No, but it made you speak instead of cry."

Cýrlinnaril sniffs. "That's a stupid way to do it."

"Hey, but it worked!"

Glav continues to speak as Cýrlinnaril works through her tears. Glav is weirdly in tune with Cýrlinnaril; while Glav speaks and Cýrlinnaril cries, she provides a steady stream of conversation that doesn't require another person unless Cýrlinnaril wants to inject herself. It's not unlike a babbling brook; Glav has a constant, steady, alto voice, that doesn't fluctuate in tone in her monolouges. When Cýrlinnaril begins to work herself up again, Glav injects herself into Cýrlinnaril's thoughts and won't allow for her to focus on anything else but Glav. When Cýrlinnaril doesn't want to respond anymore but isn't working herself up again, Glav returns to her monolouges. And so the cycle goes.

Cýrlinnaril's eyes are red and tired as she moans out "I hate it here."

"Where?"

"In Greenwood." The 'stupid' is unspoken, but defintely there.

"Oh yeah. You should come to Lothlorien sometime. Ranil won't mind you once a decision has been made here."

"What do you mean 'she won't mind me'?"

"Well, Galadriel invited you, not Ranil."

"So?"

"So, that's not to say that you can't visit, but it wouldn't be the full visit."

"Why not?"

"Because Ranil didn't invite you."

Eru, this will go in circles if Cýrlinnaril lets it. That's how Glav gets you, she learned in her crying sesh. She responds to the question, not the context. Cýrlinnaril doesn't know if Glav is deliberately obtuse or a genius to keep people engaged and reacting.

"Why didn't Ranil invite me?"

"Because once she knew that there were no messengers sent out to Greenwood about you, she knew that Thranduil wouldn't take it lying down. Ranil doesn't care for politics, especially inter-kingdom politics, so she wants to stay out of it."

Cýrlinnaril moans. Can't she just live in peace with Erestor?

"Hey, no one knew he'd try for an Alliance baby. That was a surprise to everyone. But I guess who knew you had potential blood family?" Glav tries to reassure.

"She's not my family." Cýrlinnaril refuses that Lady. She never even said hi to Cýrlinnaril, what kind of family does that?

"Yeah, I get that."

Cýrlinnaril scowls at Glav. Throughout the entire monologue (that Cýrlinnaril paid attention to), so many of her stories included siblings, uncles, aunts, and she definitely said "ada" and "nana" at some point. Fake empathy is the worst. "What would you know about it?"

Glav scowls right back. "I reject the entirety of my fathers side."

"Whatever." She mumbles to herself. She thinks she had another question, what was it--"Oh!"

"Hm?" Glav looks back at Cýrlinnaril. Cýrlinnaril is again reminded of rivers, where they go with the flow, except when they don't, because Glav has no indication of her previous anger.

"What is an Alliance baby?"

"It's when two kingdoms get custody of a child."

"...They can do that?!"

"Yup."

"Why not marriage?"

"Do you know of the house of Finwe?"

What do they have to do with this? Let's see, there's Fury Road Feanor, Ice King Fingolfin, and the other one. Uh, they were brothers. Finwe is their dad. Miriel is their mom. Or wait no, Findis? No that's a daughter. Indis is their mom. Finwe is their dad. Wait, then who it Miriel?

Cýrlinnaril scratches her head. She's…Feanor's aunt? No, mom. Polygamy isn't a common thing, so two marriages--"Oh Yeahhhhhhh…"

"Oh yeahhhhhhhh…" Glav joins in the chorus in agreement.

"Wait, Elves exisited before Finwe right?" Glav's mouth moves to answer, but Cýrlinnaril is quicker to follow up because she is NOT getting stuck in that cycle. "So if Finwe marraiges are why there's no Alliance Marraiges, what about before him?"

"There wasn't a need for them."

"Why not?"

"There weren't kingdoms. Well, not as we know them today."

"What is the difference?"

"What is this, a history lesson?"

"Fine." Cýrlinnaril folds her arms. She'll go bother Erestor about it when she seems him next. "Alliance babies."

"Yeah?"

"When did Alliance Babies become a thing?"

"First Age."

"Why did they become a thing."

"Because there were now like, six different factions, in Beleriand–"

"six?"

"Two factions of Noldor, Two Sindar, Lindar, and Falathrim."

"Who?"

"You really need to review the Journey of the Eldar."

Cýrlinnaril groans. "Fine, moving on. There were six factions in Beleriand. How do Alliance Babies fit into this?"

"I feel like I shold tell you Alliance Babies isn't actually the word, but I can't remember it right now, which is funny because I am one." Glav laughs.

"What? No! Stop dropping lore and moving on!" Cýrlinnaril feels like crying again. "You're an alliance baby, or whatever they're called?"

"Yes? What's with that tone? It's not like I needed a prerequisite, other than parents involved in the alliance?"

"Oh my Eru, you're impossible." Cýrlinnaril places her palms together and puts her finger tips to her mouth, taking a deep breath in. "Okay." Glav looks at Cýrlinnaril in concern, which is insane, because she isn't the one casually ruining her perception of reality. She exhales and moves her fingertips away from her mouth with it to point at Glav.

"Alliance babies. Beleriand. Tell me everything you know about it. Go."

"Oh, um, ok….so uh, there are six factions, but only three kingdoms, Noldor, Sindar, and Lindar. Because you don't know the Great Journey, I guess, you might know them as Nandor."

Cýrlinnaril stops herself from interupting, becasue she totally does know the Great Journey, but she will not let Glav turn this conversation off the road. "Due to…I don't really know, mistrust? that's not the best word, but it works well enough. Due to the mistrust of the Noldor from the Sindar and Lindar, how alliances worked for them wouldn't work for the Noldor. For the Sindar and Lindar, who by the way, reside in Ossiriand, the Coast, Doriath, and North Belerinad, they had just been like, "Hey, we gotchu fam." The Noldor I guess like things official, so they wanted Alliances, capital A. The Sindar and Lindar who, A) hadn't heard from the Noldor for a loooong time and B) when they did, one left his brother behind to cross the Helcaraxe, and both killed their kin in cold blood. No mercy kills there at all."

Concerning statement, but not the time.

"So the Lindar and Sindar have an idea. They can't trust the Noldor and they can't just say "yeah we got you," because the Noldor won't trust that. They can't have marriage alliances, for the aformentioned reasons, so…"

"Alliance Babies."

"Alliance Babies." Glav agrees. "Children are well sought after, and so both kingdoms would work to protect the child. Both kingdoms benefit, and the child grows among both kingdoms well loved, in theory."

"I hate that. I'm not going to be an Alliance Kid!" Cýrlinnaril refuses. She will become ungovernable. Peace will not be an option. "That sounds like it sucks for the kid anyway!"

"That's why I said 'In theory'." Glav agrees.

"Wow, that sucks for you."

"Thank you."

"Anyway, I refuse to live here, I refuse to be an Alliance Kid, I refuse to leave Imladris, and I refuse to be apart from Erestor!"

Glav stares intensely into Cýrlinnaril's eyes, searching for something. "It will be a hard road."

"I don't care."

"It will be full of hardships for you and Erestor."

"Erestor is mine and I'm his." She has to believe it. Erestor will have to pry her away from him with a crowbar.

Glav stares and Cýrlinnaril doesn't care. Cýrlinnaril will stay with Erestor, come hell or high water. The silence stretches and Cýrlinnaril shrugs it off. If it's uncomfortable for Glav she'll leave. Cýrlinnaril doesn't care that Glav remembers from before, if she's going to stand in her way. She begins to work on her compositions again becasue she found this spot first. She gets back into the flow of music, letting the worries leave her behind.

"Convince me." breaks the silence.

"...what?"

"Convince me." Glav repeats, still staring. Cýrlinnaril is unsure if Glav has blinked the whole time. It's been a long time actually.

Cýrlinnaril glowers at Glav. "I don't care what you have to say or what you have to add! It doesn't matter the outcome of the trial or what anyone thinks! What you have to say doesn't matter! It doesn't have any weight. Even if it did, I will stay with Erestor, whereever he goes!"

Glav smiles with her teeth. "What I have to say doesn't matter?" Her laugh sounds like a wolf barking. "I am Glavrahir of Lothlorien, Formally of Ossiriand, Herald of Queen Ranil of the Lindar, last in line for that very throne. 'Your word carries little weight,' she says." Glav--Glavrahir moves to stand up. They never did introductions. Oh eru, her name is actually Glavrahir? She's been calling her Glav in her head. How embarrassing. "My word carries much weight, Cýrlinnaril of Imladris, Erestoriel. My Queen will not mind. You will have our support come the trial."

Glavrahir leaves as quietly as she came.

#tolkien oc #glavrahir #tolkien

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