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lonely-lost-soul · 4 years ago

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Little Fox

(C!Fundy x Reader)

Request 12: Hey if you're making a request, do you do c!Fundy? If so, can I get a Fundy x half fox shapeshifter!reader where fundy finds an injured full fox!reader, and takes her home to patch her up without knowing that she's a shifter ówò? Context, the reader can shift into three forms: full fox, half and half(fox legs, tail, ears, fangs), and fully human. Thank you have a blessed day!!!

Requested By: Anonymous

Moving away from L’manburg or what was once L’manburg was one of the best decisions Fundy has ever made. Did it get lonely from time to time, sure, but at least he was finally at peace. He was away from his ghost of a father and away from the drama of everyone else fighting and the looming sense of death that lingered over everyone that lived in the once-prosperous nation. It was quiet and he was happy to be left alone, well, mostly alone. There was one exception, a snow-white fox that trotted around his house from time to time, curious (e/c) watching him with intent. He had always felt a connection to foxes considering he was part fox, he hated seeing them hurt or starving or treated with disrespect, so he kept them around. However the white fox didn’t seem to pay him any mind other than silently watching and wandering around his home, he started placing food out for the fox. This went on for a few months until one night something felt off. Fundy kept glancing out the window, almost like he was expecting to see someone but no one popped up until he remembered his little buddy. He didn’t know why it sent him so on edge, it was just a random arctic fox maybe it was the way the food was left untouched or the pull he felt to go the woods, but he grabbed his coat and stepped into the forest.

The first thing he noticed was the small animal prints littering the snow, there seemed to be some sort of scuffle. Worry entered his veins and his ears pressed flat against his head, he journeyed deeper into the forest and noticed little droplets of blood. Fundy adjusted his hat nervously and followed the blood droplets, crumpled on the ground in front of his feet was a blood-stained fox. The once pure white coat of the fox was stained with red splotches a big gash was torn from its side, Fundy felt nauseous. The wind seemed to blow against his exposed ears, almost urging him to pick up the fox and take it home. He reached out and picked the fox up in his arms and held it close, the wind blew again, his eyes widened a little in surprise, the wind seemed to whisper a thank you.

Back at the house he laid the fox down on his couch and began to patch up her wounds. Hopefully, she wouldn’t attack him in the morning, be too freaked out, he wrapped the bandages around the wound stopping the flow of blood. He just prayed his foxy friend would be alive come the morning light. Fundy flicked the lights off and went to sleep in his bedroom, even though all the windows were shut and locked tight he still felt that odd breeze tickle the tufts of his ears. ‘Take good care of her’ it seemed to whisper, his heart thudded in his chest as he snuggled under the covers. The morning sun streamed through his windows, blinding the hybrid slightly, he groaned loudly and sat up in bed. He ran his sharp nails through his hair tussling it a little bit, trying to calm the rat’s nest down. As snapped to consciousness fully when he noticed footsteps coming from his living room, very human-sounding footsteps. Fundy tensed and hopped out of bed storming into the room, a dagger in hand. He let out a startled shriek seeing a beautiful half-naked young woman standing in the middle of the room. However, he couldn’t even focus on that, he was more focused on the snow-white fox ears that sat atop her head, the fluffy tail behind her, and the fox-like legs.

She was like him.

“Fundy right?” She sent him a crooked smile, sharp fangs very visible, making him feel all types of things. “Names, (Y/n) and you saved my life last night.”

“You- Fox?! but- human-” His hands tangled in his orange hair mentally trying to come to terms with the fact that he had probably saved a forest spirit. “No shirt!” he sputtered feeling soft hands take his own, he noticed a smile on her lips, their eyes locked together,

“I’m a shifter. A pleasure to officially meet you.” He felt you squeeze his palms and he swallowed thickly,

“Shifter?”

He watched you nod tail swishing from side to side, you were very happy to be talking to him it seemed, Fundy felt oddly honored. “I have three forms! Full fox, half fox, and fully human,” You explained holding up three fingers on your hand. “Usually full fox is easier but as you can see,” You motioned to the bandages covering your chest, “it’s not without risks.”

“Hold the phone you’re telling me the fox I’ve been feeding-”

“Yup! That was me!” You giggled as his cheeks went red, “I appreciated it.”

“I gave you dog food! I’m so sorry, oh my god!” He sputtered out completely mortified by the situation. You let out a roaring laugh, it was very reminiscent of that of a fox but he supposed that, that made sense. He watched you dip your head and nuzzle underneath his chin, once again he felt his entire face burn red, your ears were so soft, the fur tickling his chin.

“It’s okay, I didn’t eat any of that. Just pretended.” You reassured lifting your head to once again meet his eyes. “Soooo...you gonna tell me your name? Or should I just call you handsome?” He felt the blush spread down onto his neck,

Oh no, she was so cute.

“Fundy! I’m Fundy.” He nodded more stiffly than he wanted too suddenly very aware of how close the both of them were to one another. You blinked after a few minutes peaking around his shoulder, oh shit was his tail wagging? A bright smile spread across your cheeks “Laugh it up okay! Not every day I get to have a cute fox girl nuzzle against me alright!” Your ears fell flat against your head, he watched pink spread across your cheeks, score.

“Cute?” You meekly whispered you pulled away a little to grab at your tail shyly, “Thank you.”

He was going to die, you were going to be the death of him.

After that first encounter, you, the real you, had become a staple of his life. You had moved with him a few days after showing your more human form to the hybrid. You knew how to cook which made him swoon, it tasted divine, he was tired of being alone. You made him feel like he still had hope, you were his family now even after only knowing you for such a short amount of time. There was an odd sort of bond the two of you had, he was happy to have someone understand him, on a level that no one has ever been able to before, especially not his father. Days rolled into weeks and weeks turned into months, it was about eight months in when Fundy finally confessed to you.

You’d spent the day away from home, in your full fox form, saying you needed to stretch your legs and Fundy let you go. That didn’t mean he wasn’t a mess all day worrying about your well-being all day, he barely could get anything done, so when he saw your white fur streak through the trees that night he knew you were home. He ran out onto the stones of the path and called out your name, he watched your ears twitch and turned towards him. He felt his tail begin wagging ecstatically and he could see yours begin to do the same, you charged headfirst towards him shifting as you run, as you arrived he held out his arms and you jumped right on in them. He felt your arms wrap around his neck as he lifted you into the air. He spun you around as he laughed,

“I missed you, Dee!” You purred out happily leaning back a little bit in his arms, he still held you above the ground.

“I missed you too Dearheart,” Fundy whispered looking up at your sparkling eyes it was then, with your white fur shining in the moonlight that he realized he was in love with you. “(Y/n)?”

“Hm?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Please.” You breathed out softly, cheeks pink, ears twitching, “I’d like that very much.”

So, he did.

Two years being together of being together was finally when Wilbur- or ghostbur- decided to visit his son. You were outside in the garden, tending to some of Fundy’s vegetables deadset on using some of the fresh ones to make soup for tonight. You were in your human form so you didn’t get your white fur covered in dirt, so you didn’t hear the ghost coming close to the house until he was leaning over your shoulder.

“Hello!”

You screamed like a little kit throwing your basket through the ghost who shivered at the foreign feeling.

“Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you!” The ghost apologized adjusting the round glasses on his face. “I heard my son Fundy lives around here but I must be mistaken!”

“Are you...you’re Wilbur aren’t you?”

“Oh! You’ve heard of me! Was it my music, please say yes!” The ghost’s eyes seemed to sparkle with hope, he shrunk a little as he watched you shake your head, “oh…”

“I’m-”

“(Y/n)! I heard you scream, you alright?” Fundy peeked his head out the door eyes going big seeing his dead father standing beside you. Wilbur looked between the both of you before a tiny smirk spread across his face,

“Ohhhhhh, I see now.” Wilbur nodded watching his son’s face go red, “My little champion is all grown up! With a beautiful human to mind you!”

“Er...not exactly.” You mumbled, allowing your ears and tail to pop up from your head, Wilbur’s jaw dropped in shock and awe.

“She’s like you!” Wilbur gaped reaching up to touch your ears, you flinched a little, and Fundy snarled at his father. “Sorry, sorry,” He pulled his hand back with a sheepish smile Fundy finally walked over to the both of you, pushing you behind him only slightly.

“What’re you doing here dad?” His voice was gruffer than you’ve ever heard it, his tail was puffed up in a way you’ve never seen before from your boyfriend.

He was on edge.

Wilbur shuffled a little fumbling with a piece of something blue in his hands. “I just wanted to check up on my son. No one’s heard from you for a while we’re all getting a little worried. I love you so-”

“Dad.” He groaned pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose pinching it, “look. I appreciate you’re all worried but I’m happier here.”

“But you’re all alone out here! It’s not good for anyone’s health, especially not a young fox!”

“Excuse you?” Your eyes narrowed in offense, “I lived out here all my life.” You bristled in frustration, “I turned out fine.” Wilbur eyed you warily and Fundy squeezed your palm tightly, “I did!”

“I didn’t mean any offense. I’m just looking out for my son.”

“No offense but I think he can look after himself just fine.” You shot right back and Fundy covered up a surprised laugh, “So far so good. Plus he’s not alone, I’m with him.” You squeezed Fundy’s hand rather tightly, as Wilbur glanced at your intertwined hands.

“What she said.” Fundy nodded his head, “we have each other and that’s all we need. At least for right now. So try not to worry too much.” He waved his dad off, “Now if you don’t mind we have dinner to cook.” Wilbur gave a hesitant nod before turning back to look into your eyes,

“Don’t hurt him.”

“I don’t plan on it," You assured nodded your head you both had a brief staring contest before Wilbur said his official goodbyes and headed on his way. “I’m sorry,” Fundy watched your ears fall flat against your head.

“What for?” Fundy’s brows furrowed in concern, “He was being an ass, you had every right to defend yourself. Plus I hate him so.” He shrugged unbothered, “I love you though.” He pecked your cheek and you smiled shyly.

“I love you too Dee.” You spoke softly, pulling him close by his jacket, his tail began to wag enthusiastically.

“Kiss?”

“Kiss.” You nodded standing on your tiptoes to give him a long kiss, he purred tangling his fingers through your hair. You pulled away much too soon for his liking and let out a low whine, you giggled happily and peppered his face in light kisses. “Fundy?”

“Hm?”

“Let’s get married.”

“What?”

~~~

Next Up: Immortality and Nymphs Part II

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staysuki · 3 years ago

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 ��𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 (2)

Episode 2: “Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumber.”

You didn’t think that your first day could get worse. Boy, oh boy, were you so wrong.

➼ genre: romcom, crack, SUPER SLOW BURN, reverse harem, fluff, boarding school/college au ➼ warnings: implied bullying, suggestiveness, profanities, not proofread ➼ word count: 4k ➼ pairing: afab!reader x secret!skz member (a surprise, basically) ➼ updates: weekly/bi-weekly (twice a week if i’m productive) ➼ appearances: everyone + Yuna and Ryujin

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Boring was an understatement to how dull the orientation was. Sure, you knew that every welcome-back-to-school speech was pretty much the same, but you expected more from the notorious prestigious school. Something like fireworks or celebrity appearances, you know, anything that would’ve prevented you from dozing off.

“Y/N, wait!” You looked back to see who was calling and saw Jeongin catching up to you from the throng of students exiting the auditorium.

“Hey, what’s up?” You asked as he caught up to you, giving you one of his cheery smiles.

“I was just wondering if you wanted to come tour the school with me. Felix and Jisung offered to show me around and I thought you would want to come too.”

Sweet baby Jesus, this boy is an angel. You couldn’t help but reciprocate his smile as you nodded at him, and he lit up with your response, his hands finding your wrist and gently grabbed you towards an empty hallway that led to a dead-end with nothing but the janitor’s closet and a closed staircase that led to the roof. You saw Jisung and Felix sitting at the bottom of the stairs playing red hands hot hands and them screaming whenever someone slapped the other a little too hard.

“We’re back!” Jeongin greeted, taking the attention of the two guys. His hands were still on your wrist and you didn’t bother pulling it away either.

“Took you long enough!” Jisung piped and you raised your eyebrows at him in question.

“Have you two been here this whole time?” You asked and the two boys just gave you cheeky shrugs in response.

“I mean, why waste time when you just get the same thing anyway? Follow the rules, study well, listen to a random old man talk for hours about how great this school is, blah blah.” Jisung explained as if playing red hands hot hands on the bottom of the staircase was way more worth his time. Felix just nodded beside him but you could tell that he was less enthusiastic with breaking the rules compared to his friend.

“N. E. WAYSSS, we’re here to give you guys a special tour of the school! Courtesy of the amazing J.One—yours truly—and...” Jisung looked at his friend,

“Felix!”

“We should really get you a cooler nickname like mine.”

“Hmm, what about Great-lix?” He contemplated seriously.

“We’ll talk about it later, my friend.” Jisung sighed in feigned disappointment as he gave Felix a pat on the shoulder.

Jeongin just laughed and cheered beside you, putting his fists up in the air in excitement, finally letting go of his hold on you.

You wondered what kind of mess you’ve put yourself into now, but it was too late to back out.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, we’ll give you a really cool tour and show you the best spots around the campus and tell you everything you need to know about cafeteria drama.” Felix shot you a smile, and you can’t help but feel excited at his optimism.

Although studying is important, it’s not the end-all-be-all of survival. You could argue that the social aspect of it all was just as challenging so you were glad that you could have a shortcut of sorts on learning how students act amongst each other in JYP-U.

A few hours later and you couldn’t have been more regretful of your decision.

You glared at the three boys in front of you, two being a perpetrator and one innocent fox cheekily egging them on. You all stood at the home economics room, the smell of burning wafted around the walls as the oven beside you was broken beyond repair from a baking mishap.

Looking at the pitiful state of everyone, you wondered how you all arrived to this situation in a matter of two hours.

Jisung was missing a shoe and had scratch marks that tore through his uniform because he insisted on going through a shortcut behind the greenhouse garden that led to the side entrance of another building because it ‘saved time’, however he almost couldn’t save his own life when you all stumbled upon territorial wildlife on the back alleyway of the building where a family of raccoons had started chasing you guys when you step foot into their home. Jisung put himself in the line of attack so that the rest of you could escape with no casualties, desperately throwing anything to get them to back off. One of them still managed to get his shoe. As if the poor boy hadn’t suffered enough, when you got out of that situation, nature felt like karmic intervention was necessary for Jisung to learn his lesson so mother nature sent an aggressive bird that pooped on his hair.

Next, Felix insisted on using a secret bathroom on the closed-off part of the main building because he said there were no lines and it was cleaner. He’s right, but he also seemed to forgot that since it was unused, the plumbing hadn’t been up-kept in months, drenching the poor boy in toilet water when he tried to flush.

Jeongin, on the other hand, had somehow managed to escape the whole ordeal scot-free and as clean as he went but for some reason, he still said yes every time tweedle dee or tweedle dumber suggested some outlandish resort because he said it’s “fun and worth it.” A smile was still on his face and you couldn’t help but wonder if he’s just playing innocent, shaking your head in disbelief as you thought he was a sweet angel when he’s been the little devil whispering over their shoulder all this time.

Meanwhile, you didn’t have the same luck, with bird poop on your shoulder and your blazer drenched with smelly sewer water when you tried to help Felix with the toilet situation. Oh, and your hair also got burnt when Felix led all of you to the home economics room so he could make up for it with baked goods but apparently he wasn’t as used to industrial kitchen supplies as he would’ve thought—

“What could be so different from a regular oven?”

He asked and you swore that he taunted the universe with that question because no more than a few minutes into the baking, he mis-measured the amount of heat the container could take and ended up burning the pan. Of course, the ever-so-gracious Han Jisung came to the rescue but ended up making the fire three times worse than it originally was— and by the gods, you had zero clue how he managed to do that. You jumped in to help and your hair got caught in the flame because of it.

If it weren’t for Jeongin’s fast intuition on using the emergency fire extinguisher, you would’ve been toast— literally.

“All I wanted was a nice tour of the school.” You started, “What. the. fuck.”

“W-well, you see, Y/N...” You snapped your head to glare at Jisung, wondering how he still has the audacity to talk, “We were just getting there..”

You scoffed in disbelief, making the two boys flinch as you tried your very best not to shout every profanity in the world. “I’m out.” was all you could say before you turned on your heels and exited the room.

“Y/N wait!” Felix tried to catch up to you but you didn’t dare look back, tired of the whole ordeal. He didn’t bother chasing you further because they still had to deal with the mess in the home economics room. Truthfully, you were just glad for the solitude.

As you arrived back to your room— or Hyunjin’s room—you heard the sound of thudding inside which made you panic, thinking that one of Minho’s cats had destroyed something. You quickly took the keycard that Chris had left you and swiped so you could run inside.

Only to find a very distressed Hwang Hyunjin sprawled on the floor, his hands guarding his face as Lee Minho stepped on his chest preventing him from escape. One of his hands were trying to pry away the other’s defense while his other one was holding a fork that had an... eggplant on it.

“Y/N, save meee~!!” Hyunjin whined as he looked at you for help.

“You look like shit (lol).” Minho said as he acknowledged your presence.

Can’t I have peace in my life?

You looked at them with a deadpan expression as they continued their scuffle, sighing as you took your phone from your skirt pocket and dialed an emergency number.

“Hello, is this Christopher Bang?”

“I’m really sorry Y/N, I should’ve double-checked to see if the room was clear, I knew it would take more than one command to get them to follow.” Chris pulled out an empty seat for you inside the student council room, followed by a cup of hot Jasmine tea, courtesy of Seungmin.

While you waited for reinforcements (Chris) to arrive to your rescue, you were able to shower off the unfortunate events of the earlier day so you didn’t stink up the whole place. You were relieved at the thought. It also gave you an excuse to lock yourself in the bathroom and hide from Minho when he shot you a death glare after the phone call, you knew you were a dead man once he was done tormenting Hyunjin.

You scanned your eyes on the messy pile of papers on the table in front of you, and on the even messier pile on Chris’ personal desk. You couldn’t help but feel sorry again. “It’s fine,” you say sincerely, thinking it was unfair for you to blame Chris for the actions of his friends that he had zero control over.

“Still, I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.” He assured.

You’ve heard enough of those promises lately and by every assurance, you’ve grown less and less confident with the words of affirmation.

“You’re the system error girl?” A chirpy girl asked from across the table, her head popping out from the stacks of paper in front of her.

“Yes.” You threw a straightforward answer, her armband had “Treasurer” written on it, her nametag read “Yuna.”

“Oh my gosh, today must’ve sucked for you.” She cringed and Seungmin had to throw her a look to get her to stop gossiping and continue her work.

“They never change, do they?” A short-haired girl said with a laugh as she entered from another door inside the student council room, her armband says that she’s a disciplinary officer like Changbin. It was apparently the back exit of the detention room so that the disciplinarians could watch over the troublemakers even from within their office.

“Let me guess, it’s the same guys again?” Changbin piped from his side of the table.

“Lee Felix, Han Jisung, Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Minho, and a new kid named Yang Jeongin. So, yes, you are indeed correct.”

“All of them within the first day? That’s gotta be a new record.” Seungmin deadpanned, “What are they in for anyway?”

The girl handed her file for Changbin to read, “Lee Felix and Han Jisung both reek like shit and had caused damage to school property alongside Yang Jeongin. They set fire to one of the ovens in the home economics room like a bunch of idiots. Meanwhile, Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Minho are on each other’s throats as usual because Hyunjin is still being a dramatic bitch and Minho has separation anxiety from his cats like a loser.” The male disciplinarian read in a monotone voice as he scanned the contents of the paper, Yuna couldn’t stop herself from laughing louder and louder at each sentence, you couldn’t stop the few giggles that escaped from your mouth either.

So the three idiots didn’t rat me out along with them? Surprising.

“Typical. Make sure to document the incidents properly before formally filing it away.” Seungmin said and Changbin nodded, “Already on it.”

“Thanks for dealing with them as always, Ryujin.” Chris spoke from his desk and the girl threw her a salute.

“You’re welcome, Mr. President. You know it’s always my pleasure to torture those poor souls.” Ryujin said with a wicked laugh, taking pleasure in her task, “I just left them there with a 10 hour loop of nails on chalkboard audio.”

You see Yuna shudder in front of you, probably not wanting to be on the receiving end of that whole thing, she then turns back to look at you.

“Why can’t we just put Y/N in one of the empty penthouse rooms in the girls’ dormitory? Surely that’ll be easier than having to deal with those idiots all the time, right?” Yuna asked in innocence but everyone just shook their head at her.

“Oh my innocent baby.” Ryujin cooed at her friend.

“I’m afraid we can’t do that.” Chris winced in response.

“But why?” Yuna kept asking.

“We just can’t. Go back to work.” Seungmin shot back at her, opening no other room for follow-up questions as Yuna slumped back on her seat.

“I mean, we could always try having her stay with us.” Ryujin started and Yuna whipped her head in reaction, almost breaking her neck in the exaggeration.

“A-are you sure?!” Yuna asked her dubiously, sharing meaningful glances to each other. You couldn’t really understand what was going on so you just assumed that they didn’t really want an extra roommate either.

“No, it’s fine.” You politely declined as Yuna threw a sympathetic gaze towards you.

“No— I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just that we have quite a.... difficult roommate.” She explained.

Difficult. Code word for bitch, you nodded in understanding.

“That girl needs to be taken down a notch or two. Or ten.” You were surprised at Seungmin’s comment on the roommate situation.

Was she that bad? You thought to yourself.

“Yeah but it’s hard to do so when she can slither her way into every loophole to justify her actions like the snake-ass bitch that she is.” Wow, you were even more surprised with Yuna’s harsh comments, totally not expecting that the girl was capable of such venom.

“Yeah, and she’s also rich as fuck, has a shit ton of connections, and almost ruined my social life when I told her off for wearing her uniform wrong.” Ryujin piped up, apparently even someone with the bravery of dealing with four idiots and scary Minho would fold from this girl. You wondered what kind of vicious girl could make Ryujin doubtful of her confidence.

You can see Chris in your peripheral reacting to the whole roommate conversation but he opted not to give any input on it. You couldn’t read his expression but you can assume that he’s simply dwelling over the fact that he can’t fix every thorn in the student body. Sometimes, life is just like that, no matter how much power you get, there is always someone much bigger.

You’ve started to realize that perhaps JYP-U isn’t as perfectly clean as you thought. Apart from the infamous troublemakers who’re doing everything in their power to tune out the screeching sound of nails on chalkboard whilst trying to stop Lee Minho from busting the speaker and getting them in more trouble— there’s also some vicious bully that they can’t get rid of, and also the fact that they can’t give you a spare room in the girls’ penthouse area because you can’t have certain things unless you pay for them.

“Yeah. No. I’d rather advise Y/N to stay away from that girl, don’t even bother trying.” Changbin spoke up and everyone seem to nod in agreement aside from Chris who remain expressionless.

“Sorry, Y/N, I wish we could help.” Yuna said sincerely, and you were already grateful for just the thought.

“Stop, I’ve had enough apologies for today. I’m completely fine having Hyunjin’s room for now. But I appreciate everyone’s concern.” You replied before sitting up and excusing yourself from their office.

You didn’t really have a reason to stay there any more so for the third time today, you found yourself walking back to your room again.

And this time, with actual peace and qui—

“Y/N! Wait!”

You stopped yourself from groaning loudly as you pressed the wait button on the elevator, only to be greeted by the sight of an exhausted Felix who had to catch his breath once he entered the small space with you.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in detention?” You asked but had zero emotion in your voice, not even bothering to ask why he ran all the way to catch up to you.

“Yeah but Jisung took extra hours to get us out, he felt guilty about the whole thing. Jeongin chose to stay though, he said it’s fun. Weird guy.” You didn’t respond to his explanation and was just about to press your floor when he suddenly stopped your hand and pressed his own floor.

“Come over for a while, please? I really want to make it up to you, you won’t regret it, I promise.” He slowly took your hands, holding it with both of his as he gently squeezed it in encouragement. You tore your eyes away from the ground to stare at his brown ones.

You could see the sadness in it, along with the downturn of his pouty lips, making it obvious how much he feels bad for pulling you along with their stunts.

“Fine.” You sighed, wondering what kind of mess your weak and soft willpower would bring you to.

Felix immediately brightened and you couldn’t help the swelling warmth in your chest when you saw his sunshine smile back on his face, and how you had been the cause of it.

He gently let go of your hand when the elevator dinged open, signifying your arrival. The whole time, Felix was very attentive and took care of you in every step of the way. He helped you shrug off your uniform blazer and placed your shoes neatly on the rack before stepping in. He then pulled out a chair for you on the kitchen counter so you could watch him bake— and this time, he promised that he won’t accidentally burn anything anymore.

Normally, you would feel anxious about being in a dorm room alone with a guy but Felix made sure that you didn’t feel anything but safety and comfort. Nobody has ever treated you with such care before, as if you were a fragile being in their hands, and if you were being honest, you liked the thoughtfulness of his actions. Enough to send the beating of your heart into overdrive.

It was also a huge bonus how Felix is such a sweetheart and conversation seemed to flow freely between the two of you, and without even noticing it, you’ve started to grow more and more at ease with him.

You learned that he likes to play video games or bake during his spare time and that he’s majoring in Performing Arts while doing voice-acting gigs here and there for some spare cash. You found the passion in his words quite inspiring, and you hoped that there was something in your life that would give you the same spark that his eyes held when he talked about it.

“Wow, that’s amazing. I bet you’re crazy talented.” You praised and Felix seemed to shy away from the compliment.

“Nah, I still have a lot to learn.” He said, scratching the back of his neck, his ears turning pink in embarrassment.

“Don’t be so modest about it! Your voice sounds awesome.”—and incredibly hot, you wanted to add but decided not to.

“Thanks, Y/N.” He said and changed the topic back to video games where he managed to convince you to play Animal Crossing with him as long as he teaches you how to.

“I don’t have a switch though.” You said, and there was no way you were going to buy one either.

“Don’t worry, I’ll just take Jisung’s and erase his file.” He smiled mischievously. You didn’t really understand but it sounded devious. However, Jisung also needs to be taught a lesson so you weren’t gonna stop him.

It took Felix an hour before he finished his first batch of brownies, and it was well worth the wait. You took a bite out of the heavenly chocolatey goodness and you couldn’t suppress the delightful moan that escaped out of your lips as you closed your eyes, enjoying every bit of the taste.

“This is probably the best brownies I’ve ever had in my entire life.” You exaggerated as you licked the chocolate off your lips, clueless about how Felix snuck glances at them as he reveled in your reaction. His cheeks turning red as a tomato.

“I’ll, uhh, I’ll p-pack some in a container for you.” He said as he willed himself from staring at you too much and letting his thoughts be infiltrated by sinful imaginings caused by your moan that sounded a little too good for his ears.

“That would be great, thank you.” You shot him a smile and he returned the action, turning the scene into a wholesome one again. His eyes dropped to your hair and remembered the fire incident.

“Do you mind if I fix your hair for you?” The question surprised you.

“You can do that? I mean, sure, I guess.” You shrugged, thinking about how you can save yourself the trouble and money from going to a salon or saving yourself from the embarrassment if you do it yourself and failed miserably.

“You see, I saw this trend on tiktok—”

You weren’t confident with what he started with but when you two got to work on putting your hair in a tight ponytail and Felix cutting off a few inches from the top, the end result wasn’t that bad. In fact, it actually looked kinda good now that your hair had some sort of layers in it compared to its plain form last time.

Both of you looked at the mirror with pride as you swished your hair around.

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Hm, yeah?”

“I hope you don’t get discouraged on hanging out with Jisung because of today. I swear he’s not really that bad. You won’t regret it, I promi—”

“Pfft, Felix it’s fine. You can stop saying that, I trust you.” You cut him off and he felt relieved with your answer. He seemed to be the type of guy to care about everyone in his life and would hate for them to be fighitng amongst each other.

He looked at you again, and only then did you realize that your face was a little too close for comfort when you both tried to fit your face to look at the mirror. You couldn’t tell if his face was inching closer towards yours or if you were just imagining things but when you caught his eye quickly glance down to your lips before looking back up again, you were 100% certain that he was slowly leaning down towards you.

Is he about to kiss you?!

Felix is a handsome boy paired with a nice personality, it’s hard not to like him. But you’ve also known each other for less than twenty four hours so you can’t help but feel that everything was too sudden. Yet, your body betrayed you as you found yourself unable to move away from the position, and instead, licked your lips in nervous anticipation— the action not escaping the boy’s eyes.

Time seemed to move slower and it was thanks to the sound of the door busting open that you were able to pull yourself out of the trancing spell that he had put you under. You both stepped back from each other quickly, looking everywhere around the room but at each other.

“I got bored in detention.” Jeongin announced his presence as he greeted the both of you and you smiled at him gratefully for saving you out of that situation.

You quickly grabbed your brownie take-out before saying bye to the two, rushing to finally have some alone time.

Surely everything was just in the heat of the moment and Felix doesn’t really like like you in that way.

Because even you, yourself, wasn’t sure that you even liked him that much to kiss him already.

You just waved the whole incident off your head and went back to the penthouse, glad that the three cats were also nowhere in sight anymore.

Dear JYP-U, I just want a peaceful college life.

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The best songs of the 1970s

“What started out as a joke has turned into a disaster!” - Stu Nahan, Rocky IV

So my employment has me in my car a lot, which means I’m listening to the radio a lot. If I’m not listening to a podcast or baseball game through my phone I also have SiriusXM, which of course has a plethora of musical options. I gravitate to the 70s and 80s channels because, well, of course I do.

Something else about me you may or may not know is that I love ranking things. I have a Note on my phone I’m regularly accessing that is nothing but different types of rankings.

Thus, you can imagine my excitement when the 70s on 7 station announced a listener-voted Top 700 Songs of the 70s countdown over Labor Day weekend. It was a fun listen. They went through it twice over the four day weekend, and I was laboring much so I heard much.

It prompted me to think: What are my top seventy songs of the 70s? Surely I wasn’t going to come up with a top 700. After all, some in that list were real stinkers. But seventy? No problem. And indeed, it wasn’t hard to come up with that many songs. The hard part was narrowing it down. And once I did, there were still so many songs on my list I had enough for more lists, so I expanded it to 140, then 210, and... well...

I’m about to give you the authoritative list of the 350 best songs of the 1970s. I originally put out a Top 70 list on Facebook a few weeks ago. Much that of that list remains the same, with a few changes. But now there is much more. I’ve divided these into five “volumes” of seventy songs. They are my picks, but I welcome your feedback, because what’s a good set of rankings without debate and discussion.

Vol. 1 (1–70)

Chicago - “25 or 6 to 4”

Billy Joel - “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant”

The Doobie Brothers - “What a Fool Believes”

Queen - “Bohemian Rhapsody”

Boston - “More Than a Feeling”

Elton John & Kiki Dee - “Don’t Go Breaking My Heart”

Gerry Rafferty - “Baker Street”

ABBA - “Waterloo”

Don McLean - “American Pie”

The Eagles - “Take It to the Limit”

Fleetwood Mac - “The Chain”

Lynyrd Skynyrd - “Free Bird”

Billy Joel - “Until the Night”

Looking Glass - “Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl)”

Stevie Wonder - “Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I’m Yours”

Elton John - “Philadelphia Freedom”

The Bee Gees - “Stayin’ Alive”

The Knack - “My Sharona”

Derek & The Dominos - “Layla”

Chicago - “Just You ’N’ Me”

The Emotions - “Best of My Love”

Jefferson Starship - “Miracles”

Aerosmith - “Dream On”

Joe Cocker - “You Are So Beautiful”

The Who - “Won’t Get Fooled Again”

Carly Simon - “You’re So Vain”

Electric Light Orchestra - “Livin’ Thing”

The Rolling Stones - “Beast of Burden”

Queen - “We Will Rock You / We Are the Champions”

Billy Joel - “My Life”

Journey - “Lights”

Toto - “Hold the Line”

Michael Jackson - “Don’t Stop ’til You Get Enough”

Pilot - “Magic”

Bruce Springsteen - “Born to Run”

Led Zeppelin - “Stairway to Heaven”

Styx - “Babe”

Stevie Wonder - “Sir Duke”

Orleans - “Still the One”

Samantha Sang - “Emotion”

Foreigner - “Feels Like the First Time”

ABBA - “Dancing Queen”

The Four Seasons - “December, 1963 (Oh What a Night)”

Marvin Gaye - “Trouble Man”

The Spinners - “Rubberband Man”

Kansas - “Carry On Wayward Son”

The Jackson 5 - “I Want You Back”

Chicago - “If You Leave Me Now”

Bill Withers - “Ain’t No Sunshine”

Earth, Wind, & Fire - “Shining Star”

Olivia Newton-John & John Travolta - “You’re the One That I Want”

Yvonne Ellman - “If I Can’t Have You”

Fleetwood Mac - “Don’t Stop”

Billy Joel - “Just the Way You Are”

The Eagles - “I Can’t Tell You Why”

Free - “All Right Now”

Kenny Rogers - “The Gambler”

The Bee Gees - “Night Fever”

Player - “Baby Come Back”

The Ides of March - “Vehicle”

David Bowie - “Starman”

The Five Stairsteps - “O-O-H Child”

Carole King - “I Feel the Earth Move”

Elton John - “My Father’s Gun”

Jefferson Starship - “Jane”

Stevie Wonder - “Higher Ground”

Electric Light Orchestra - “Mr. Blue Sky”

Seals & Croft - “Summer Breeze”

The Temptations - “Papa Was a Rollin’ Stone”

Chicago - “Old Days”

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Vol. 2 (71–140)

The Who - “Baba O’Riley”

The Eagles - “Hotel California”

Billy Joel - “Prelude/Angry Young Man”

Aerosmith - “Walk This Way”

The Four Seasons - “Who Loves You”

Gerry Rafferty - “Right Down the Line”

Chicago - “Make Me Smile”

The Bee Gees - “Too Much Heaven”

Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - “Old Time Rock and Roll”

Elton John - “Your Song”

Earth, Wind, & Fire - “September”

Queen - “Somebody to Love”

Paul McCartney & Wings - “Live and Let Die”

The Village People - “Y.M.C.A.”

James Taylor - “Fire and Rain”

Led Zeppelin - “Whole Lotta Love”

The Spinners - “Could It Be I’m Falling in Love”

Three Dog Night - “Joy to the World”

Jim Croce - “I Got a Name”

Billy Joel - “Stiletto”

The Jackson 5 - “ABC”

Styx - “Come Sail Away”

Dobie Gray - “Drift Away”

Ozark Mountain Daredevils - “Jackie Blue”

Stevie Wonder - “I Wish”

Credence Clearwater Revival - “Up Around the Bend”

The Hollies - “Long Cool Woman (In a Black Dress)”

Daryl Hall & John Oates - “Rich Girl”

Elton John - “Saturday Night’s Alright (For Fighting)”

KISS - “Rock and Roll All Nite”

Fleetwood Mac - “Go Your Own Way”

Carl Douglas - “Kung Fu Fighting”

Steve Miller Band - “Jet Airliner”

Chicago - “Saturday in the Park”

Led Zeppelin - “Immigrant Song”

The Beatles - “Let It Be”

Three Dog Night - “An Old Fashioned Love Song”

Bad Company - “Can’t Get Enough”

Grand Funk Railroad - “We’re an American Band”

The Bee Gees - “More Than a Woman”

The Charlie Daniels Band - “The Devil Went Down to Georgia”

The Doobie Brothers - “Listen to the Music”

Black Sabbath - “Iron Man”

Chic - “Good Times”

Billy Joel - “Movin’ Out (Anthony’s Song)”

Harry Chapin - “Cat’s in the Cradle”

The Bay City Rollers - “Saturday Night”

Elton John - Bennie and the Jets”

K.C. & The Sunshine Band - “That’s the Way (I Like It)”

Lynyrd Skynyrd - “Sweet Home Alabama”

Carole King - “It’s Too Late”

The O’Jays - “Love Train”

Billy Joel - “Piano Man”

Foreigner - “Double Vision”

Chicago - “Feelin’ Stronger Every Day”

Peaches & Herb - “Reunited”

Deep Purple - “Smoke on the Water”

Wild Cherry - “Play That Funky Music”

Marvin Gaye - “I Want You”

Orleans - “Dance With Me”

Earth, Wind, & Fire - “After the Love Has Gone”

Van Halen - “Ain’t Talkin’ Bout Love”

Paul McCartney & Wings - “My Love”

Little River Band - “Lonesome Loser”

Stevie Wonder - “Isn’t She Lovely?”

Steely Dan - “Reelin’ in the Years”

Cheap Trick - “Surrender”

The Sugarhill Gang - “Rapper’s Delight”

Maxine Nightingale - “Right Back Where We Started From”

The Who - “Who Are You”

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Vol. 3 (141–210)

Gloria Gaynor - “I Will Survive”

Led Zeppelin - “Kashmir”

Chicago - “Baby, What a Big Surprise”

Sister Sledge - “We Are Family”

Jackson Browne - “Running on Empty”

Olivia Newton John - “Hopelessly Devoted to You”

Vicki Sue Robinson - “Turn the Beat Around”

Billy Joel - “Big Shot”

Starland Vocal Band - “Afternoon Delight”

Rupert Holmes - “Escape (The Piña Colada Song)”

Queen - “Don’t Stop Me Now”

Andrea True Connection - “More More More”

The Guess Who - “American Woman”

The Doobie Brothers - “Black Water”

Paul McCartney & Wings - “Band on the Run”

Stevie Wonder - “Superstition”

Elton John - “Someone Saved My Life Tonight”

James Taylor - “Your Smiling Face”

The Rolling Stones - “Miss You”

Chicago - “Beginnings”

Bachman-Turner Overdrive - “Let It Ride”

Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - “We’ve Got Tonight”

Styx - “Lady”

Three Dog Night - “Mama Told Me (Not to Come)”

Journey - “Lovin’, Touchin’, Squeezin’”

Foreigner - “Cold As Ice”

10cc - “I’m Not in Love”

Credence Clearwater Revival - “Have You Ever Seen the Rain”

K.C. & The Sunshine Band - “Get Down Tonight”

Billy Joel - “Summer Highland Falls”

The Delfonics - “Didn’t I (Blow Your Mind This Time)”

Electric Light Orchestra - “Don’t Bring Me Down”

The Bee Gees - “How Deep Is Your Love”

Ike & Tina Turner - “Proud Mary”

Elton John - “Levon”

The Doobie Brothers - “Long Train Runnin’”

Seals & Croft - “Diamond Girl”

Redbone - “Come and Get Your Love”

Kenny Loggins - “This Is It”

Manfred Mann’s Earth Band - “Blinded By the Light”

Roberta Flack - “Killing Me Softly With His Song”

Paul McCartney & Wings - “With a Little Luck”

The Bellamy Brothers - “Let Your Love Flow”

The Carpenters - “Superstar”

Blue Oyster Cult - “(Don’t Fear) The Reaper”

Stevie Wonder - “You Are the Sunshine of My Life”

Eddie Money - “Baby Hold On”

Ted Nugent - “Cat Scratch Fever”

The Eagles - “Best of My Love”

The Four Tops - “Ain’t No Woman (Like the One I’ve Got)”

Chicago - “Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?

Chairmen of the Board - “Give Me Just a Little More Time”

The Cars - “Just What I Needed”

Queen - “You’re My Best Friend”

Thelma Houston - “Don’t Leave Me This Way”

Heart - “Barracuda”

Isaac Hayes - “Theme from Shaft”

Daryl Hall & John Oates - “She’s Gone”

Rod Stewart - “You’re in My Heart (The Final Acclaim)”

Billy Joel - “She’s Got a Way”

The Hues Corporation - “Rock the Boat”

Steve Miller Band - “Fly Like an Eagle”

Thin Lizzy - “Jailbreak”

Supertramp - “Give a Little Bit”

Harold Melvin & The Blue Notes - “If You Don’t Know Me By Now”

America - “Sister Golden Hair”

Pure Prairie League - “Amie”

The Temptations - “Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me)”

Prince - “I Wanna Be Your Lover”

Van Halen - “Eruption / You Really Got Me”

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Vol. 4 (211–280)

Led Zeppelin - “When the Levee Breaks”

The Clash - “London Calling”

Chicago - “(I’ve Been) Searchin’ So Long”

KISS - “Detroit Rock City”

Bobby Womack - “Across 110th Street”

Bad Company - “Feel Like Makin’ Love”

Billy Joel - “I’ve Loved These Days”

Jim Croce - “Bad, Bad Leroy Brown”

Aerosmith - “Sweet Emotion”

Ace - “How Long”

James Taylor - “How Sweet It Is (To Be Loved By You)”

The Chi-Lites - “Oh Girl”

Frank Mills - “Music Box Dancer”

Amii Stewart - “Knock on Wood”

ABBA - “Take a Chance on Me”

Grand Funk Railroad - “Some Kind of Wonderful”

Elton John - “Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds”

Fleetwood Mac - “Dreams”

The Sweet - “Fox on the Run”

Herb Alpert - “Rise”

The Eagles - “The Long Run”

K.C. & The Sunshine Band - “Boogie Shoes”

Marvin Gaye - “What’s Going On”

Todd Rundgren - “Hello, It’s Me”

Black Sabbath - “Paranoid”

Paul McCartney - “Maybe I’m Amazed”

The Rolling Stones - “It’s Only Rock and Roll (But I Like It)”

Boston - “Don’t Look Back”

Billy Joel - “Streetlife Serenader”

Journey - “Wheel in the Sky”

Poco - “Crazy Love”

Blondie - “Heart of Glass”

James Gang - “Funk #49”

Kansas - “Dust in the Wind”

Kenny Loggins & Stevie Nicks - “Whenever I Call You ‘Friend’”

Steely Dan - “Do It Again”

Natalie Cole “This Will Be (An Everlasting Love)”

Billy Preston - “Outa-Space”

Boz Skaggs - “Lido Shuffle”

Leo Sayer - “You Make Me Feel Like Dancing”

Alicia Bridges - “I Love the Nightlife (Disco ‘Round)”

10cc - “The Things We Do For Love”

America - “Ventura Highway”

Smokey Robinson & The Miracles - “Tears of a Clown”

Donna Summer - “Hot Stuff”

Edgar Winter Group - “Free Ride”

Chicago - “Wishing You Were Here”

The Jackson 5 - “The Love You Save”

Carly Simon - “Nobody Does It Better”

Parliament - “Flashlight”

T. Rex - “Bang a Gong (Get It On)”

Ohio Players - “Love Rollercoaster”

Chuck Mangione - “Feels So Good”

Jackson Browne - “Doctor My Eyes”

The Eagles - “Take It Easy”

The Ramones - “Blitzkrieg Bop”

Seals & Croft - “Get Closer”

Queen - “Killer Queen”

Carol Douglas - “Doctor’s Orders”

Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - “Her Strut”

Billy Joel - “Vienna”

Average White Band - “Pick Up the Pieces”

James Taylor - “Handy Man”

Thin Lizzy - “The Boys Are Back in Town”

Walter Murphy - “A Fifth of Beethoven”

Three Dog Night - “Shambala”

The Three Degrees - “When Will I See You Again”

Jim Croce - “You Don’t Mess Around With Jim”

The Commodores - “Machine Gun”

Led Zeppelin - “The Song Remains the Same”

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Vol. 5 (281–350)

Bachman-Turner Overdrive - “You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet”

Billy Joel - “Miami 2017 (I’ve Seen The Lights Go Out On Broadway)”

Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band - “Still the Same”

Al Green - “Let’s Stay Together”

ABBA - “S.O.S.”

The Cars - “Let’s Go”

Ted Nugent - “Stranglehold”

Elton John - “Rocket Man (I Think It’s Going To Be A Long Long Time)”

Styx - “Renegade”

Eddie Rabbitt - “Every Which Way But Loose”

Alice Cooper - “No More Mr. Nice Guy”

Daryl Hall & John Oates - “Sara Smile”

Chicago - “Lowdown”

Love Unlimited Orchestra - “Love’s Theme”

Rod Stewart - “Maggie May”

Paul Simon - “Slip, Slidin’ Away”

Robert Palmer - “Bad Case of Loving You (Doctor, Doctor)”

MFSB - “The Sound of Philadelphia”

Ambrosia - “How Much I Feel”

Electric Light Orchestra - “Evil Woman”

Bruce Springsteen - “Thunder Road”

ZZ Top - “La Grange”

Gino Vannelli - “I Just Wanna Stop”

Gilbert O’Sullivan - “Alone Again (Naturally)”

Fleetwood Mac - “Say You Love Me”

The Doobie Brothers - “Rockin’ Down the Highway”

Golden Earring - “Radar Love”

Ram Jam - “Black Betty”

The Eagles - “One of These Nights”

Meco - “Star Wars Theme/Cantina Band”

Billy Joel - “Honesty”

The Bee Gees - “Tragedy”

Queen - “Stone Cold Crazy”

Chic - “Everybody Dance”

Bread - “Everything I Own”

Olivia Newton John - “A Little More Love”

The Trammps - “Disco Inferno”

Neil Sedaka - “Laughter in the Rain”

Marvin Gaye - “Got to Give It Up”

B.J. Thomas - “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head”

The Village People - “In the Navy”

King Harvest - “Dancing in the Moonlight”

Ohio Players - “Fire”

Nicolette Larson - “Lotta Love”

Main Ingredient - “Everybody Plays the Fool”

Barry White - “Can’t Get Enough of Your Love, Babe”

The Kinks - “Everybody’s A Star”

Michael Jackson - “Ben”

Elton John - “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road”

Dionne Warwick & The Spinners - “Then Came You”

Nazareth - “Love Hurts”

Eric Carmen - “All By Myself”

Foreigner - “Hot Blooded”

Bobby Caldwell - “What You Won’t Do For Love”

Foghat - “Slow Ride”

Andy Kim - “Rock Me Gently”

Cheryl Lynn - “Got to Be Real”

Captain & Tennille - “Love Will Keep Us Together”

The Miracles - “Love Machine”

Blondie - “One Way or Another”

Elvin Bishop - “Fooled Around and Fell in Love”

Leo Sayer - “When I Need You”

Little River Band - “Reminiscing”

Hudson Brothers - “So You Are A Star”

Exile - “Kiss You All Over”

Mountain - “Mississippi Queen”

Heat Wave - “Groove Line”

Sugarloaf - “Don’t Call Us (We’ll Call You)”

Hot Butter - “Popcorn”

ABBA - “Mamma Mia”

#1970s music

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The Beginning (Brotherly Distaste AU)

A/N: Here's the chronological first part of the story. It kind of goes with The Things That Brought Us Here.

Word Count: 782

Warnings: injury of a child, lots of crying, I think that's it but let me know if I need to add anything.

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Virgil was small. That was the first thing about him that Logan noticed. He knew the child was about to be three, but he was so… little, and skinny, all bony and pale and tiny. The baby whose crib the toddler sat next to was even smaller.

They had just returned from the hospital. After whatever accident had left the baby all bandaged up like that, they had taken the baby, Dee, Logan remembered, to the hospital and brought Virgil here, to the group home. Virgil hadn't stopped crying and wailing until they took him to the hospital too, to see Dee. Logan assumed they were brothers, but he wasn't sure.

Roman clung to Logan's leg, and Logan put his hand on his little brother's head.

The first time Roman had tried to befriend Virgil, the toddler had growled and hissed at him and tried to hit him. Logan knew that Roman just felt protective over the tiny kid and the injured baby. That was just the way Roman was, even at a tender eight years old.

Just then, Mx. Vee walked by, and Logan reached out to stop them. Mx. Vee was the sweetest, honestly, the lovely individual who was both their social worker, and Virgil and Dee's. “What can i do for you, Logan?” they asked kindly.

Logan glanced back to where Virgil sat, clutching that tattered cat plushie to his chest. “Can I ask about them?” he inquired hesitantly. Roman looked up at Vee hopefully.

Vee hummed, reaching up to pull back their short brown hair and pin it. “They're cousins. Dee's parents took Virgil in when his passed away in a car accident. They… were not the nicest to Virgil. Then there was the fire. Honestly, with Dee's injuries, it may be hard to find someone to foster or adopt him… They'll probably be separated.”

Logan frowned. It hit a little too close for him. He and Roman had been too near to being separated too many times, and he'd seen how Virgil reacted when separated from Dee for even a short amount of time.

Next to him, Roman pulled away and stomped his foot. “No!”

Logan and Mx. Vee both looked at him, surprised. He was often loud and obstinate, but it almost seemed like he was about to throw a tantrum, which he hadn't done in a while.

Tears were welling up in Roman's eyes. “You can't separate them! You can't!”

Logan quickly knelt down, holding Roman at arms’ length to wipe away his tears. Mx. Vee knelt down next to them, smiling sadly.

“If it were up to me, we wouldn't separate them. But it's not up to me…” they said ruefully.

Logan pulled Roman to his chest as Roman started to positively wail. “Well… Well… I won't go anywhere without both of them!” Logan said, squaring his jaw and rubbing his little brother's back gently.

Mx. Vee sighed and ran a hand through their hair. “Roman, please stop crying… I can give you a few months… I think I can stall the separation until your birthday, and we'll try to find someone to foster or adopt all four of you.”

Roman stopped screaming, his sobs slowing and turning into sniffles.

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A month passed. Then two. Then three. Dee was healing. Virgil was now completely attached to Logan and Roman, as was Dee. Roman turned nine. The separation was happening. Someone was going to come meet Virgil soon, and maybe adopt him.

It was on the day after Roman's birthday that Patton came, looking for one or two children to foster. He met Logan and Roman. He loved them , even though they refused to talk to him.

Then he asked Vee why.

Vee gave a sigh. "...There are two younger boys who are going to be separated, and Logan and Roman are pretty torn up about it. They want to stay with them."

Patton set his jaw. "All four of them, then. They'll come home with me. I have room. The playroom can be a bedroom instead, and the guest room can be one of their rooms."

Vee brightened. "I'll get all the paperwork and tell them!"

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Roman and Logan could hardly believe it. Virgil didn't seem to understand. But when Dee was handed off to Patton, Virgil didn't throw a fit, like he usually would. Instead, he reached up and made grabby hands, so Patton picked him up, too. Then Roman hugged Patton around the waist, with tears in his eyes. Only Logan hung back, distrust on his face and uncertainty in his eyes.

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"My own room?!" Roman cried. Patton laughed and nodded.

Logan couldn't help smiling a little. Maybe this would be okay.

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scaredofheroin · 4 years ago

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Captain N - Chapter 17: Step into my Ring

Zelda took the map for herself, not entirely trusting Pit or Falco to not get the group lost. With her eyes glued to the map, she guided the other three out of the park and back into the city. Captain N walked further behind the group, his eyes anxiously searching the rooftops. Despite the chaos that ensued that morning at Peach's Castle, it looks like none of the Koopa or Waddle Dees or Kremlings got a description of him or any of his allies. The sinister forces atop the buildings patrolled as uniform as diligent as ever, clutching their advanced spears close. It was difficult for Captain N to get a good look at the spears from such a distance, not to mention the need to remain inconspicuous, so he peered at them from out of the corners of his eyes. The spears seemed to be made of some kind of white metal, with a glowing blue interior. The tips of the spears also glowed blue slightly, and he could tell the goons held the tip away from them. Perhaps the spears could shoot laser blasts? It would hardly be surprising at this point. Captain N also thought it was strange that the Kremlings that attacked New Leaf Town weren't wielding such weaponry. Perhaps the spears weren't constructed yet, or they didn't expect to need too heavy firepower when on the assault of that small town. Whatever the reason may be, it's more than likely that further reinforcements would wield this more advanced armaments. Captain N kept his head down as he followed the three, navigating the maze-like streets of New Donk City. Even with her face buried in the map, Zelda was able to gracefully weave in between the surrounding commuters and effortlessly navigate around corners and across intersections. Falco and Pit struggled a bit more to match her pace, bumping into the odd businessperson. As Captain N drew the irritation of other people, all he could offer was a quick, meek "Sorry!" as he attempted to keep up with the other three.

The further Zelda led the group on, the quieter the road to the right became. Captain N also noticed that foot traffic lightened as well, and the occasional passerby was dressed more casually than the suit and tie worn by the businesspeople. The buildings towering above them gradually shrank in size, from skyscrapers to being about five stories tall. It seemed that they were moving away from main street and were getting closer to the residential area of the city. Between the shoulders of the chatting Pit and Falco, Captain N spotted a mother and father holding the hands of their young son as they walked down the opposite side of the street. The young boy happily skipped down the sidewalk while his parents struggled slightly to keep up with him. Seeing this happy display inflicted a pang of homesickness onto Captain N, reminding him of his own family in his home world. His mind wandered to what they could be doing right now. Were they panicking, wondering why he never came home? Were they idly going about their day, confident that he was just running a little late? Were they coming to terms with the idea that he could be dead? The more his mind raced, the more he drifted away from the three in front of him. Tears welled up in his eyes as he remembered how he never even got to say a meaningful goodbye to his mom and dad. Despite how similar he looked to everyone around him, he knew he didn't belong. Pit's wings, Zelda's pointed ears and Falco's... avian physique made him feel even more alien. If only he knew that all this would happen. If only he knew he would get transported as far away from home as he possibly could be. Maybe then he would have gone to Homecoming. Maybe then he would have asked Sarah Thompson in Geometry class to Prom. Maybe then he would've went to the movies or the skate park or the shake shack with friends. But now all those days were wasted. The years he spent alone in his room reading comic books instead of spending time with his mom and dad or friends at school now haunted him. Now he'll possibly never get back home. Maybe he'll be trapped in this strange world for the rest of his life...

...No.

He wiped away the tears accumulating in his eyes and sucked in a deep breath of air.

He's seen things that he would have called impossible last week. Magic, Gods and Goddesses, animal people, animal people, laser weapons, disappearing castles, and so much more. He got to this world from his own, surely it's possible for him to go back home. It has to be possible to jump dimensions to go back home.

It has to be.

"Hi there, would you like to sign my petition?"

Captain N was snapped out of his mental turmoil to face the voice that just addressed him. The man he was met with was tall, wore sunglasses, a black trench coat, a blue shirt, jeans and combat boots. He also had short, thin red hair with a small goatee and was holding a clipboard. The confusion on Captain N's face was apparently visible, as the man held out his clipboard for him to see. The clipboard contained a petition with only two signatures and was titled "PETITION: To make whiney princesses watch violent movies". "Uh, I really can't. I've got somewhere to be." Captain N awkwardly answered, turning away to continue walking. "Look, just sign the stupid petition. I've got stuff to do." The man insisted, stepping closer to him as he held out the petition. Captain N stepped back, almost stumbling over the curb onto the road. "Look, I've just gotta-." "There you are!" Pit's voice suddenly rang. The two looked over and found Pit, Falco and Zelda standing at the nearby crosswalk. "Try to keep up, Cap! You could've gotten lost without the map!" Falco reminded him. Captain N nodded, and the man held out his clipboard at them. "Wanna sign my petition?" He offered. Zelda's face soured upon reading it, and Falco's answer was a blunt "Can't, busy.". The man grew more visibly irritated, but Pit yanked Captain N away before he could make another demand of the four. "Hope you get those signatures soon!" Pit yelled over his shoulder and Zelda buried her face in the map and continued on. Captain N could spot the man groan impatiently before walking in the opposite direction to haggle more people. Making an effort to match the pace of his three teammates, Captain N could sense Zelda wasn't in a good mood as she read the map. Reaching another intersection, he and Zelda met eyes for a brief moment as she looked around the streets, where he quickly averted his gaze, wanting to avoid any awkwardness. "I'm not whiney, you know." Zelda suddenly shot at him. "I know, I know!" Captain N quickly defended himself. "I don't know, she can be a real-" "Where should we go next?" Pit suddenly interrupted Falco. Zelda huffed to herself, scanned the road signs, and answered "This way." before marching on.

Awkward silence was shared between the four for the remainder of the trek. After not too long, the four found themselves in front of an unassuming gym with an aged sign on top reading "Doc's Gym". From the outside, it didn't seem very lively. The lights were on inside, but little else indicated the building was currently occupied. "Should we knock?" Captain N asked. "Knock the door on a gym?" Falco rhetorically asked back. After rolling his eyes slightly, Falco shoved the doors to the gym. Blasted with a wave of cooled air, the four were met with a makeshift boxing ring in the center of the gym currently occupied by two people, with weightlifting and other exercise equipment stored around the sides. Aside from a small office, a bathroom and a storage room, little else was inside the gym. The smaller man, wearing a black tank top, green shorts and boxing gloves seemed to be practicing boxing against the bigger man, wearing blue sweatpants and a red sweater. The smaller man turned his focus from the bigger man to the four intruders, whereupon the bigger man landed a hit on his shoulders. "Don't get distracted, Mac." The man instructed him, slight teasing in his tone. Rubbing his shoulder slightly, the smaller man nodded and grabbed his water bottle for a quick refreshment. "What brings you all to my humble establishment?" The bigger man asked the four. "So you're Doc?" Captain N asked him. "Doc Louis, that's what people call me." He introduced himself, wiping his forehead with a towel.

"Say, I feel like I've seen you two before." Doc Louis noted, eyeing Pit and Zelda. "Well, I'm Pit, captain of Lady Palutena's royal guard!" Pit introduced himself. "That's it! I knew the wings were familiar." Doc Louis snapped his fingers. "And I am... Zelda of Hyrule." Zelda spoke up after some hesitation, removing her hat to better reveal her visage. Doc Louis's eyes widened from sheer surprise. "My apologies, your highness!" He clumsily responded as he hastily bowed out of respect. "What'd she say her name was?" Mac spoke up from the opposite end of the boxing ring, wiping his mouth. "Show some respect, she's a princess!" Doc Louis whispered at him, still bowing. Zelda nervously laughed as she waved her hand. "Such formalities aren't necessary this day." she dismissed. With some hesitation, Doc Louis carefully met her gaze, along with Mac walking up to meet them. "So who're you two?" Mac asked Captain N and Falco. "Name's Falco. Star Fox Squadron, you heard of 'em?" Falco answered. "Didn't they disappear?" Doc Louis asked him. "I had to stay back because I 'wasn't fit for piloting an Arwing'." He said, making quotation marks with his fingers. With a simple "Hm", their eyes turned to Captain N. "So... who're you?" Doc Louis asked him. "Well... I'm Captain N, the guy the prophecy was talking about." He said, trying to make that sound as official as he could. Mac snorted as he tried to hide a smirk. "That old bedtime story?" He asked, incredulously. Captain N drew his Zapper and showed it off to the two. "If that's what you wanna call it.".

Mac and Doc Louis froze and looked at each other, sharing a silent conversation through their eyes alone. After coming through a seeming understanding, the two turned back to Captain N. "...No joke?" Doc Louis asked Captain N. "Well, I don't picture Raiden as any kind of comedian." Captain N remarked. "Lady Palutena can be pretty funny, though!" Pit piped up. Taking in the prestige of those before them, the two boxers felt more humbled than ever before in their lives. "So... what's an angel, star pilot, Princess and chosen one doing here?" Doc Louis asked. "Apart from being the setup to a bad joke, we're looking for Ryu. We were told he could be found here." Falco answered. Mac chuckled slightly rubbing his forehead. "I could've guessed that. You wouldn't believe how insistent the paparazzi are in getting a one-on-one with that guy." He mused. "He's out now, doing who-knows-what. He'll probably come back here for his stuff before leaving again.". He continued, motioning to only a white punching bag laying on the ground in the corner. "Would you know when he'll be returning?" Zelda asked. Doc Louis shrugged in response. "Nope. Guy's a mystery. Never really opens up about his daily routine.". "The longer he's gone the better." Mac grumbled to himself. Doc Louis let out a hearty laugh, overhearing Mac. "Don't mind him, Little Mac's just sore after their last sparring session." Doc Louis informed them. Captain N could tell he meant that figuratively and literally, spotting some bruises on Little Mac's chest.

"If he's gonna be a while, mind if we crash here until he shows up?" Falco asked, earning a slight scowl from Zelda. Before she could scold him for intruding on them like this, Doc Louis answered with "It would be an honor." with great esteem. Little Mac climbed out of the boxing ring and sat down on a nearby bench, resting up. "Thank you." Zelda politely thanked him as Falco and Pit idly walked around the small gym. Captain N took this opportunity to rest his legs, and sat against a wall near a row of punching bags hanging from the ceiling. "You sure we're not intruding? I'd hate to be a bother." he asked Doc Louis. "Don't worry, as long as none of you break anything we'll be fine." he answered. "You hear that, Falco? No breaking anything." Pit teasingly reminded Falco, where he responded with rolling his eyes. "I'll try not to." He sarcastically said. Zelda sat down on a bench on the other side of the gym, sitting straight up as she breathed deeply in and out with her eyes closed. He didn't want to disturb her meditating, so Captain N slumped down against the wall, soaking in the period of rest. Little Mac took this opportunity to rest as well, moving over to Captain N. "So what's your story?" He asked him, drawing him out of his slight drowsiness. Captain N shrugged noncommittally before answering.

"I was just, suddenly brought here by the Bowser's airships using those laser cannons." Captain N explained.

"What do you mean 'brought here'?" Little Mac asked.

"...Well, I'm actually from another world."

"You mean like Corneria?"

"No, I mean like... a different universe."

Little Mac only responded with an incredibly confused face, before shaking his head and dismissing the question.

"So what do you need with Ryu?"

"Mac, that ain't none of your business. Now get back in here, break's over." Doc Louis spoke up from inside the ring. Little Mac nodded, got back on his feet with a slight groan and climbed back inside the boxing ring. "In case any of you are hungry, I've got some chocolate bars in the cabinet over there." Doc Louis offered to the four, pointing to a cabinet near the office. Captain N politely declined, Zelda didn't seem to hear him, still meditating, but Pit and Falco hurried over to the cabinet and rifled through its contents, evidently incredibly hungry. "Try not to eat all of 'em." Captain N advised the two, which Falco responded to with "Mind your own business.", still focused on finding the chocolate. "Don't worry, I've got more stashed in other places." Doc Louis waved off. He put his arms up, Little Mac steadied his form like a boxer, and began practicing against Doc Louis. Captain N watched Little Mac closely, analyzing the boxer's technique. While he was lacking in physical strength compared to Little Mac, Captain N figured he could still put up a decent fight if he knew how to fight. Little Mac weaved about, swiftly dodging Doc Louis's jabs. When given an opening, Little Mac would quickly strike Doc Louis with either a jab or hook. Doc Louis seemed to be going easy on Little Mac, as Captain N could tell he was reacting slower to Little Mac's strikes slower than he should be able to. Falco and Pit finally retreated from the cabinet, each holding two or three chocolate bars in each hand. Captain N gave them an unimpressed look as they sat down. "What? I barely had breakfast!" Pit defended himself, mouth half full of chocolate. Captain N relented, remembering how Pit was the only one who didn't get to enjoy the delicious waffles for breakfast that morning.

"So are you training for the World Warrior Tournament?" Captain N asked Doc Louis from outside the ring. "You betcha. Mac here's gonna need all the training he can get if he's gonna go toe-to-toe against those guys." Doc Louis answered, still focused on training Little Mac. Zelda seemed to be finished with her meditation, and opened her eyes and relaxed her form against the bench. Little conversation was shared outside the ring, with the four watching the boxing session closely. Little Mac's demeanor remained mostly determined, but apparently the notable guests watching him seemed to be feeling some performance anxiety. Doc Louis didn't relent, and Little Mac seemed to be slowing down. But for the briefest moment when Doc Louis changed his stance, Little Mac took the opportunity to knock him down, hitting the floor of the ring with a loud thump. Captain N was at first concerned for his condition, but was assuaged with Doc Louis heartily laughing. "That's the spirit, Mac!" He congratulated him, where Little Mac smiled gratefully and helped Doc Louis back on his feet. "You paying attention, Cap?" Doc Louis asked Captain N. "Yeah, that was impressive stuff." He said. "Well, it's only gonna get tougher from here, and you're gonna need to learn to fight if you're gonna give those Koopa thugs what-for." Doc Louis reminded him. "But he's got us with him! Those goons don't stand a chance!" Pit declared. "Yeah, that's right." Doc Louis chuckled. Suddenly, the doors to the gym opened, and in stepped a large, muscular man wearing a white martial arts outfit with a black belt and red headband. Pit sprung up, and Falco and Zelda got up to meet him. "Captain N, meet Ryu!" Pit introduced him to the newcomer.

#captain n #nintendo #crossover #fanfic #writing #reboot #the legend of zelda #princess zelda #star fox #falco lombardi #kid icarus #pit #postal #postal dude #punch-out!!#doc louis #little mac #street fighter #ryu

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amintyworld · 5 years ago

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Delta - Avian Fantasy AU - Sander Sides (Part 2)

A/N: Hey guys, Minty here! First off I just wanted to take a moment to thank each and every one of you who liked and reblogged the first part. I never thought so many people would read my stuff, let alone like it. So thank you. Second, as always, this AU is made by @zhe-lazy-fox! Give them some love for letting me use it and making it! Also, if you need a refresher on the AUs plot, check it out on their blog! Third, I'll be making more fics on my blog about Sander Sides and other fandoms I love. Please let me know if you want to be tagged! Love you all! -Minty

Summary: Delta awakes.

TW: Death threats, emotionally distraught character, Mistreatment of Children mention, Sympathetic Deceit, Pain, Scars, Flashback. (Let me know if I missed any, though I think I got them all)

Delta heard faint murmurs as pain jolted through his body. He groaned, and suddenly, the voices quieted quickly. Where...was he? He was trying to get a message to the fleet, then the...the storm…

His face felt sore and burning, he guessed most of his flesh was charred from the flash, but if that were the case, he should be dead.

Why wasn't he dead?

He opened his eyes slowly, his pupils adjusting to the bright light. He saw a man with glasses standing over him. As he was taught in training, he needed to use any nearby object as a weapon. He could be in a torture chamber for all he knew. Be quickly stood up on the bed, pointing his pillow like a sword at the man.

"W-who are you?!" Delta yelled as the man slowly put his hands up in surrender.

"Please stop being irrational." The man sighed. He didn't seem scared at all, at most even annoyed. "I was simply trying to help your injuries, and furthermore-"

"ANSWER ME NOW, OR PREPARE TO DIE!" Delta interrupted, pointing the pillow at the man's chest.

"You're planning to kill me...with a...pillow?" The man said. "That is utterly ridiculous."

"I know 32 ways to kill you with JUST this pillow, don't test me." Delta said. "You should be scared, very scared that you tried to capture one of the Dragon Witch's-"

"Delta…?" A soft voice interrupted. Delta turned to...his friend. Alpha. Why was he…? His wings were light purple, not the black as they were supposed to be. He held his hand out, slowly walking toward him. "Delta, put the pillow down. Please…"

"What happened…? Why...why are you here? They said you...you died…" He said, getting choked up with every word.

"I know, Dee. I know. But I'm right here, okay? I'm right here and I won't leave you again."

"Are...are you...WITH THEM?!" He said, tears starting to flow down his face as he pointed his pillow swiftly at Virgil as he inched closer. Virgil quickly put his hands up in surrender.

"Delta...they...they...saved me." Virgil looked up to Delta. His family. His brother. "You don't need to kill or steal to be happy. Not here."

Delta hesitated. This sounded...fake. It's not true. They...they've brainwashed him. They...they must've.

"No more trying to impress Mom. No more competition, no more...feeling like you're not enough." Virgil said. Delta looked at him timidly.

"No more...p-punishment?" He stuttered. Virgil smiled sadly.

"No more." Virgil said. "We'll be a part of a family...a real one. What...what do you say?" He held out his hand.

Tears flew down Delta's face. He broke down as he took Virgil's hand, and Virgil wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his back and hugging him tight. "I...was...so s-scared…" Delta sobbed.

"I know, Delta. I know."

Virgil never left Delta's side as much as he could as he recovered, he barely trusted anyone else. At least, at first.

A few days later, Logan had helped him take his bandages off his face. He gave him a small mirror he had for him to see his work. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more, but I salvaged what I could. Unfortunately, half your face will always be...scarred. I am truly-"

"It's PERFECT." Delta smiled, admiring his face.

"W-what…?" Logan said.

"I love it. Every warrior needs battle scars." Delta said.

"Speaking of," Virgil said. "You might want a name change. People around here don't like the Dragon Witch very much."

"I'll...think about it." Delta said.

"Well, I'll be out for a bit with errands. You okay?" Virgil said.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Patton said I can help with dinner!" He said proudly, almost like a child. He'd been spending time with the others, and Virgil noticed how easily Delta was fitting into their family. He seemed happier, less tense and shielded. Patton just had a way with people.

Delta thought his new family was...perfect. He walked over to the kitchen as he became almost lost in thought. Patton was very happy, and very...what's the word? Loving…? Yes, loving. He vividly remembered how much he loved to hug, and giggled at the thought.

Logan was very smart, and well, a bit of a nerd when it came to books. Delta had asked about Harry Potter novels he could borrow, and didn't expect to be in a two-hour-long conversation about it. Boy, Logan knew his stuff when it came to Harry Potter.

Roman...well, Roman was a dreamer, there was no doubt about that. He'd been dreaming of becoming one of the town's guards, but was deemed too unfocused for the work, and instead was assigned a job building houses, and Delta was excited to help. They never built houses in the forest. They always lived in the trees, usually on a platform or two.

Virgil was always a helping hand - doing this, making that. Delta wondered how he changed his wings, and why he was so overprotective. Mom wouldn't get them here. She...couldn't.

They had nothing to worry about, right?

"Oh, Delta, glad you're here. Could you grab some salt and pepper for me? This soup needs some flavor." Patton called, and Delta shook the thought out of his mind. It was ridiculous, anyway.

After dinner, Virgil had called Delta to wash his wings. He sat in the river as he washed them, the thought earlier not going away. "You see, when I first got here, I had washed my wings as to not rouse suspicions. I thought if I washed them enough, I could change them. Maybe remove the color completely. But, instead I found a whole new color underneath." Virgil said. "Mom...she never told us."

"Oh." Delta said. A moment of silence fell between both of them.

"But things are different now. Safe. We're leaving all of that behind, okay?"

"I guess, Alpha."

"Virgil. My name is Virgil."

"Oh...right…"

Another silent moment.

"I think I've decided on my name."

"Really? What?"

"Deceit." He said. He thought long and hard about it, and he loved that one the most.

Love...Virgil...Mom…

Deceit's head whirred. He felt like he was forgetting something. Something important.

Mom…

His head hurt, and he fell forward quickly as the pain hit his head like a stack of bricks.

"Delta, tell the fleet to be prepared. I'm preparing an ambush on Baranan. Alpha was too stupid as to not cover his tracks, and I won't stop - kill whoever, steal whatever- to bring him home. Understand, you useless, brainless nitwit?!"

"Woah, oh my god… Deceit! Are you alright? What the heck just happened?!" Deceit grabbed his arm. "Buddy…?"

"Mom…" He stammered.

"What? Mom can't find us, remember?"

"She..she's found your trail. She sent me to tell the fleet about her plan, I-" Deceit stammered out. "We're in danger. She's going to attack this town, kill and steal anything, EVERYTHING-"

Deceit gripped Virgil tighter as he looked into his eyes."...just… to find...you…"

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hoardofhyperfixations · 6 years ago

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Good For You: Part 2

Part 1

Warnings: Panic attack, crying, Deceit

Pairings: Platonic Moceit/Paceit, mentioned past platonic Anxceit, platonic/parental Moxiety

Genre: Angst

Summary: Deceit hasn't left his room in days and Patton is worried about him. (Short again oof)

1, 2, 3, 4 days.

4 days since the last time Deceit had left his closet.

1, 2, 3, 4 days.

4 days since the last time Deceit had eaten.

1, 2, 3 days.

3 days since he'd stopped answering Patton through the door, 3 days since he'd last spoken to anyone.

Patton was getting increasingly worried.

"Hey, uh, Virge?" He asked, popping his head into Virgil's room.

"Yeah, Dad?" Virgil replied, looking up from his phone.

"Do you think... something's wrong with Deceit?" Virgil noticeably stiffened at the question.

"Oh- I don't know, Snake Face is probably just moping because a plan of his didn't work." He said dismissively.

"I don't think so... even then, he always answers me, even if it's through the door sometimes." Patton sat on the bed. Virgil swallowed thickly and glanced away.

"I-I'm sure it's no big deal, Dad."

"Kiddo, he hasn't left his room or eaten in 4 days."

"Good." Virgil grumbled. "He's figured out that nobody wants him here."

"Virgil!" Patton scowled. "That's worse than how Roman used to talk about you!" Virgil's blood turned to ice. Oh.

"O-Oh-...really?" He stuttered. He'd felt so horrible when they'd treated him like a bad guy, but he'd always had Deceit to lean on. So...he could only imagine how Deceit felt. "D-Dad, I think I made a mistake."

Patton knocked on Deceit's door, much louder than usual.

"Dee!" As he expected, there was no response. Patton hesitated, then pulled a bobby pin out of his pocket. After messing around in the lock a bit, he finally heard the telltale click. Patton bit his lip, hesitating before opening the now unlocked door. Deceit was hugging himself and struggling to breathe. Patton crouched in front of him. "Dee, calm down."

"I-I-" Deceit shook his head, gripping his curly hair.

"Kiddo. It's okay, I promise." Patton stood and pulled Deceit to his feet. Deceit almost fell, but Patton held him up. "C'mon, we're going to Virge's room." Deceit stiffened and whimpered.

"NO- He- he doesn't-"

"Dee, calm down. It's alright. You'll see. Do you trust me, kiddo?" Patton said softly.

"I...no." Deceit said hesitantly, slipping back into his usual lies. Patton hummed, leading him to Virgil's room. Virgil was sitting on his bed, biting his lip. Patton gently pushed Deceit into the room, then shut the door wordlessly.

"...Dee, I'm sorry." Virgil apologized quietly. Deceit looked at him silently. "Really. I-I...you were right. I shouldn't have said any of that, and...and I'm sorry."

"I...It's n-not okay. I don't forgive you." Virgil smiled slightly at his words. Patton opened the door, grinning.

"Did you two make up?"

"No." Deceit replied.

"Good for you two!" Patton beamed. Deceit nodded. Patton and Virgil did the rest of the talking, mostly Patton. Deceit felt numb. And cold. Unbearably cold. Why? Easy; It's because he could tell when people were lying.

And his ex best friend had lied straight to his face.

Tag list (people I think would like this):

@im-so-infinitesimal @tea0-0stache @5am-the-foxing-hour @sympatheticdeceit

#deceit #ts deceit #deceit sanders #sympathetic deceit #patton #ts patton #patton sanders #tw deceit #ts virgil #sanders sides virgil #virgil sanders #angst #im sorry #i know its not a happy ending #so maybe if anyone wants it i might do a part 3 #the trash writes

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multishipper-baby · 6 years ago

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Here are some music recommendations for a few ships from my playlist. If you want some more or want to know why I picked a certain song for a ship feel free to ask.

BxB: Stupid for You - Waterparks & Accidentally in Love - Counting Crows

Bonoy: Umbrella - Rihanna

Deuzaggie: What Took You So Long - Emma Bunton & Sara Bareilles - Love Song

Deuzangle: White Flag - Dido & Suffer - Charlie Puth

Deuz/Fox: Go Fuck Yourself - Two Feet

Eaktrap: Drive By - Train

Eakwynn: Hotter than Hell - Dua Lipa, Black Sea - Natasha Blume & Million Dollar Man - Lana del Rey (Never More cover)

Fon: Blame It on the Stars - Andy Grammer & Fool for Love - Stefy

Fonnie: Cool for the Summer - Demi Lovato (Cover by Alex Smith) & Rock That Body - Black Eyed Peas

Freddedy: Hurts Good - R5 & My Life Would Suck Without You - Kelly Clarkson

Freddowynn: Obsession - Innerpartysystem & Gallery Piece - De Montreal (Quick warning: Both songs have abusive themes)

Freddoy: Wait on Me - Rixton

Gold/Freddy: Like Real People Do - Hozier

Goldica: La Da Dee - Cody Simpson

Goldred: Colorblind - Movements & It's Strange - Louis the Child (Whetan Remix)

Golxy: Animal - Neon Trees &

N. Fonnie: Manboy - Eric Saade

Owami: My Boy - Billie Eilish (Also warning for abusive themes)

#fnafhs #fhs #not gonna tag all of this lol #otp #playlist #audio

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airlock · 6 years ago

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I’ve been seeing some fun and interesting speculation about who else could be echo fighters in the new Smash and decided to get completely nerd sniped- I mean, try my hand at something challenging: coming up with the entire echo roster

commas indicate “or”; I’m not tryna to flood this with echoes, aside from the 60-odd I’m suggesting-

1e (Mario) - Metal Mario, Paper Mario

2e (Donkey Kong) - Funky Kong, Cranky Kong

3e (Link) - Dark Link, Ghirahim, Mikau

[Dark Samus already in]

5e (Yoshi) - Woolly Yoshi, TTYD Yoshi, Boshi (beating Geno to the SMRPG rep, hilariously)

6e (Kirby) - also Kirby but different copy powers? eh, someone who actually goes there would probably have an idea

7e (Fox) - Krystal

8e (Pikachu) - Raichu, Alolan Raichu (100% wishful thinking on my part but I a m b e g g i n g y o u)... or Eevee I guess but ugh

9e (Luigi) - Mr. L, Waluigi (AH GO ASSIST YOURSELF, BAH, WALLELUJAH)

10e (Ness) - Ninten

11e (Captain Falcon) - Blood Hawk, Black Shadow (I think those are their names at least?)

12e (Jigglypuff) - Clefairy, Marill, Togepi, Cosmog, why so many pokémon good sphere

[Daisy already in]

14e (Bowser) - Wart? Cackletta? I dunno, I have a lingering feeling I’m sleeping on a really good idea here

15e (Ice Climbers) - it’s very early for this but I have to admit I’m rightfully stumped

16e (Sheik) - Impa

17e (Zelda) - what was the name of that purple zelda from A Link Between Worlds? might as well be that one, since we’re doing that Zelda

18e (Doctor Mario) - my memory’s real hazy on whether there’s genuinely been a Doctor Luigi or a Nurse Peach but if there’s been any of those then sure why not. or maybe Dr. Crygor? there’s a weird indirect line from Dr. Mario to WarioWare anyway...

19e (Pichu) - Pachirisu, Emolga, Dedenne, Riolu, Magby... look, I know I’m not throwing out any winners here, but it’s not as if Pichu is one-

20e (Falco) - Slippy, Peppy, General Pepper

[Lucina already in]

22e (Young Link) - Skull Kid I guess?

23e (Ganondorf) - Zant, Darunia, I guess Ghirahim could also go here

24e (Mewtwo) - Zoroark, Poipole, Mew

[Chrom already in]

26e (Mr. Game & Watch) - someone who’s really old think of something

27e (Meta Knight) - Bandana Waddle Dee I guess

[Dark Pit already in]

29e (Zero Suit Samus) - ... Zero Suit Dark Samus? har

30e (Wario) - I’m completely out of my mind here but hear me out: Mona

31e (Snake) - Raiden, Naked Snake, Venom Snake would be the obvious answers, but... it could honestly be any of the other billion gunslingers in the series? Liquid Snake, Revolver Ocelot, EVA, you name it really

32e (Ike) - Black Knight, Hector

33~35e (Pokémon Trainer) - Rival (note all the following echoes having a type advantage on their original!)

33e (Squirtle) - Treecko, Snivy, Chespin, Rowlet

34e (Ivysaur) - Quilava, Torracat

35e (Charizard) - Swampert, Feraligatr, Samurott, Empoleon

36e (Diddy Kong) - Dixie Kong

37e (Lucas) - I think he had a similar-looking brother with some tragic shit going on I guess? that or Kumatora, ignoring that she’s on his final smash now

38e (Sonic) - Shadow, or any of the other billion characters with roughly the same body shape as Sonic in the entire franchise

39e (King Dedede) - I have a vague feeling that there’s at least one boss that would work there but again, I don’t go there

40e (Olimar) - eh, I guess Alph kinda counts already

41e (Lucario) - Lycanroc, Blaziken, Lopunny

42e (R.O.B.) - something that actually sold whatsoever-

43e (Toon Link) - his grandma

44e (Wolf) - if any of his cronies actually stick to the minds of people who go there it can be that one I guess

45e (Villager) - hmmmmm, I don’t go there and I don’t have the foggiest, least of all with Isabelle confirmed as semi-clone instead of echo

46e (Mega Man) - Roll

47e (Wii Fit Trainer) - Wii UnFit Trainer! training you to become more sedentary!

48e (Rosalina & Luma) - I have a feeling that you can hilariously adapt their mechanics to something completely different in the mario verse but I’m drawing a blank as to what exactly that’d be

49e (Little Mac) - Glass Joe, Super Macho Man, Mr. Sandman, pretty much any of the Punch-Out!! fighters who aren’t giga-heavyweights (and even some who are) could work really

50e (Greninja) - Sceptile (again more wishful thinking than much anything but P L E A S E)

51~53e (Mii Fighters) - mii fighters but EVIL

54e (Palutena) - Viridi, Medusa

55e (Pac-Man) - Ms. Pac-Man

56e (Robin) - Celica

57e (Shulk) - please god let it be anything other than people from the new xenoblade

58e (Bowser Jr.) - besides all the koopalings, well... the fortress turtle? I dunno, I’m getting that same feeling I had with Bowser

59e (Duck Hunt) - banjo-kazooie of course-

60e (Ryu) - Ken

61e (Cloud) - someone who goes there can mentally fill in their favourite other FF protag I guess

62e (Corrin) - corn but on the cob-

63e (Bayonetta) - I go there even less than I’ve ever gone to any of the other franchises that I don’t go to here, I have a perfect 0 idea

64e (Inkling) - Octoling

65e (Ridley) - first thought is Meta Ridley but he’s already in as an alt costume, hmmmmmmmm

[Richter already in]

67e (King K. Rool) - could be a boss from one of the more recent DKCs but my memory’s foggy on those, hmmmm... or maybe KAOS somehow?

68e (Isabelle) - see Villager, although I guess she has a brother or something at least?

watch some part or another of this become hilarious by the time of the next smash news I guess

#my stupid text posts #Super Smash Bros Ultimate is tagged in this post #if you've thought of any that I haven't feel free to splash'em my way as well!

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converginglives · 6 years ago

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Aesthetics Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @lifeis--write, I actually plan to do this one twice, just cause. I will still have plenty others to do, so feel free to keep tagging me.

Rules: Bold what applies to your character. Feel free to add to the list!

Nessa really wanted to answer and was dancing in her spot while I did her brother’s. She really wants to know why she has to pick, but is willing to do so, cause it’s the rules.

[ COLORS ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. mist. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. magic. anti-magic.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. wrinkles. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. piercing. tattoos. lithe.

[ WEAPONS ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. pyre. teeth. rifles.

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. poppies.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. wolves. eagles. owls. bears. falcons. hawks. swans. stag. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. crickets. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. rats. livestock. foxes.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. french fries. ambrosia.

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. reading. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. comic books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running. exploring.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. sweater. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. duster. trenchcoat. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. ties. uniform.

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. kisses. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs. revenge.

Okay then, she’s got quite a list yeah? But then, not surprising as she didn’t really wanna pick but cause she likes a lot of things and wants to try new things often.

Tagging some others off the writer peeps spreadsheet: @writingwith-love @whollyart @we-honeygirls @theshadowsofthenight @theteacupuniverse @scribble-dee-vee @sapphicauthor @minor-writer @pen-for-sword @lynnafred @lagamerita

#writerblr #Character Aesthetics Choices #Agnessa Beena Pudovkina #Balakhnov Event: Pudovkin Siblings #Balakhnov Event

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themisadventuresofcando · 7 years ago

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Life #3 (DC)

Character Sheet

Basic

Name: Carmencita D. Kerr/Quinn (Depends)

Meaning: Little Song

Nicknames: Carmen, Little Carmen, Dee, Alice in Gothamland

Meanings:

· Carmen: Shortened from Carmencita

· Little Carmen: Carmencita translates to Little Carmen

· Dee: Short for Tweedle Dee, used in tandem with Tweedle Dum (Also my middle intial)

· Alice in Gothamland: Costume

Titles: Clown Princess of Crime, Princess of Gotham

Aliases: Alice Caroll, Trickster

Age: 16

Date of Birth: June 4th

Species: Human

Affiliation: Joker, Rogues Gallery

Social Status: Fugitive

Dead?: Eventually

How?: Mysterious Circumstance (Honestly, Dum probably got us killed… again)

Appearance

Eye Color: Blue

Glasses/Contacts: Contacts

Skin Tone: PALE

Hair Color: White

Hair Style: Curly and Loose

or Pigtails

Hair Length: Waist Length

General Height: Short (5’1)

Notable Features: Umm… My entire appearance

Piercings: Two Ears

Tattoos:

Matching with Dum on Ankle

Inner Wrist

Left Shoulder Blade

Right Ear

Scars: Diamond Shaped Scars on Legs and Arms

Birthmarks: N/A

Wardrobe

Style: Pastel Blue and Black

Casual Outfit 1: Pastel Blue Skirt with Suspenders and Heart Shaped Buttons, Black Off the Shoulder Long Sleeve Shirt, Black Thigh High Tights, Pastel Blue Converse, Black Bow Chocker with a Dangling Pearl, Teddy Bear with Bunny Ears Purse, Rose Gold Headphones, Pastel Blue Bow

Casual Outfit 2: Off The Shoulder Blue Ombre Sweater with Music Note Design, Black Jeans, Grey Ankle Boots with Gold Studs, Black Bag with Teddy Bear Key Chain, Shooting Star Cuff, Black Bow Chocker with a Dangling Pearl

Formal Outfit: Pastel Blue Strapless Above The Knee Dress with Tule Skirt, Tule Flower on Waist, and Ribbon Trim, Black Leather Jacket, Black Combat Boots, Rose Gold Heart Cut Diamond Ring, Rose Gold Bow Necklace and Dangling Diamond Heart, Rose Gold Bracelet with Diamond Heart, Stacked Rose Gold and Pastel Blue Heart Bracelets

Alter Ego Outfit: Jester Headband, Strapless Knee Length Dress with A Half White Half Checkered Bodice and Blue Tule Skirt With Black Trim, One White Pastel Blue Fingerless Glove, One Black and White Checkered Fingerless Glove, One Black Thigh High, One White Thigh High With Checkered Jester Garter, Checkered Jester Chocker

Winter Outfit: Pastel Blue Leather Jacket Lined in White Fur, Black Jeans, Blue Boots, White Knit Hat and Gloves, Moschino Bear Backpack, Black Bow Chocker with a Dangling Pearl

Accessories: Black Bow Chocker with a Dangling Pearl or Anything Rose Gold

Scent: Sugar, Wildberry

Family, Friends, and Enemies

Mother/Mother Figure: Harley Quinn

Father/Father Figure: The Joker

Brothers/Brother Figures: N/A

Sisters/Sister Figures: Dum

Aunts/Aunt Figures: Poison Ivy

Uncle/Uncle Figures: Frost (HE HATES US), Lex Luthor, Penguin

Cousins/Cousin Figures: N/A

Nieces/Niece Figures: N/A

Nephews/Nephew Figures: N/A

Sons/Son Figures: N/A

Daughter/Daughter Figures: N/A

Current Guardian: Harley Quinn and The Joker

Mentors: Frost, Assorted Villians

Best Friend: Dum

Friends: Duela Dent, Assorted Villians, A Few Hero Sidekicks

Team Mates: Dum

Rivals: Duela Dent

Enemies: Batsy, GCPD, That BITCH Amanda Waller (Though My Mother Again… I DARE YOU)

Love Interest: Dick Greyson

Current Significant Other: Dick Greyson (It’s Complicated)

Pets: FOX NAMED FOXY

Relationships

Relationships with Parents:

Our original parents were actually murdered by The Joker for attempting to steal form his club. We weren’t really old enough to remember our parents but we were told that they were planning to take the money and leave us.

Harley found us in our room asleep and took us without the The Joker’s permission. Mom says they got into to a big argument about it and dad only agreed to keep us because mom threatened to leave. Dad didn’t care about us until we got older and we got interested in continuing the family business (if you know what I mean). He got Uncle Frost to teach us to fight and use weapons (after a few failed teachers) and now as his heirs he could not love us more. I love my daddy and mom just as much!

Relationships with Siblings:

Dum is dumb. She lacks common sense, is too reckless for her own good or anyone else’s for that matter, she is afraid of her own shadow, she’s an attention whore, she can’t lie and she is one of the most annoying humans to ever grace this planet. Somehow she is still alive and somehow I still love her.

Other Relationships:

Aunt Ivy only loves us because we are our mothers and she loves our mother. Ivy likes to take us out on girls days and try to get us to talk shit about daddy to make her feel better… usually works too. Ivy got me into gardening and its something we bond over.

Aunt Selina love to teach us stealth. We frequently make it a game to see who can steal the most without getting caught… she always wins but I’m catching up! Dum likes to take after our parents and draw as much attention as possible (she gets caught a lot quicker and causes less chaos). I prefer Aunt Selina’s method mixed with mothers to make my own which I call quiet chaos (Its much more destructive than you’d think and it takes more time for them to catch me)

Frost is our oh so loving uncle… NOT! Frost is annoyed to hell by us but he deals with it for daddy dearest. He taught us how to fight and use our weapons. And I know he secretly love us!

Ahhh… Uncle Lex… See there was a period of time when my sister and I were sent away from home for our protection and to continue our training. Dum was sent to Ra’s al Ghul to work on her stealth killing and I was sent to Lex to work on manipulation and strategy. We di NOT get along well at first, which, was my fault because I was being a complete bitch about having to leave my family. Once I got over that (It took longer than I care to admit) we did actually grow close. He even offered to house me if I ever needed it!

Relationship Status: …It’s Complicated

Health

General Health: Okay (Tend to get sick when its hot out)

Injuries: HAHAHAH DO YOU NOT KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?!

Disorders: Mild Anxiety, PTSD, Kakorrhapiaphobia

Deformity: N/A

Allergies: Peanuts, Honey

Disabilities: N/A

Mutations: I’m double jointed in places I didn’t know could double jointed

Education

School: Gotham Academy

Best Class: Psychology

Worst Class: Math

Sports: Track, Gymnastics

Clubs: Art Club

Abilities

List of Powers/Abilities: Enhanced Agility,, Enhanced Aim, Enhanced Flexibility, Enhanced Stealth

Origin: Birth and A Hell of a Lot of Training

Strengths: Gymnastics, Running, Long Distance, Stealth, Stealing, Strategy, Manipulation

Weaknesses: Short Range, Failure, Family, Strength, Animals, Babies

Restrictions: Still Human

Immunities: N/A

Combat

Fighting Style: Long Distance, Stealth, Quick

Weapons: Throwing Knives, Darts, Exploding Playing Cards

Targets: Anyone really…

Criminal Record

Wanted For: HAHAHAHAHA A LOT

Wanted By: Amanda Waller, Belle Reve, GCPD, Justice League

Prize for Capture: I Actually Don’t Know

Prison Time: Somewhere around two years served sporadically

Personality

Likes: Cards, Gymnastics, Drawing, Jokes, Laughing, Making People Laugh, Animals, FOXES, Teddy Bears, Family

Dislikes: Failure, GCPD, Batman, Pink, Jerks, Self-Centered Assholes, Threats (Just FUCKING Do It!!!!)

Hobbies/Interests: Drawing, Gymnastics, Track

Talents: Gymnastics, Stealth

Sense of Humor: Very Dark and Twisted

Greatest Fear: Failure

Why?: Have you met my father?

Other Fears: Being taken by Amanda Waller

Why?: She’s more insane than my mother

Most at Ease When: Running or Hidden in the Dark

Most Uncomfortable When: Being questioned (You Just Assume I’m Gonna Give Away All My Secrets)

Darkest Secret: Having Fears

Does Anyone Know?: NOPE

Who?: NOPE

Favorites

Prized Possession: Bow and Pearl Choker

Color: Pastel Blue or Rose Gold

Song: Milk and Cookies by Melanie Martinez

Quote: “I may not be playing with a full hand, but did you honestly think I was showing you all my cards?”

Movie: Alice in Wonderland (have you seen me?)

Food: White Chocolate Mousse (Blame Uncle Lex)

Season: Winter (WHITE HOT CHOCOLATE)

Book: Alice in Wonderland

Genre: Fantasy

Flower: Tiger Stripped Roses

Flavor: White Chocolate

Dessert: White Chocolate Fondue (Again… Blame Lex)

Either/Or

Pessimist or Optimist: Pessimist

Pacifist or Fighter: Fighter

Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert

Proud or Humble: Proud (Not Like I Have A Choice)

Messy or Tidy: MESSY

Risky or Safe: Risky (Look at me life, look at my choices)

Strength or Wisdom: Wisdom

Flashy or Simple: Simple

Long Range or Short Range: Long Range

Cats or Dogs: FOX

Hot or Cold: Cold

Book or Movie: Movie

Loud or Quiet: Quiet

Logic or Emotion: LOGIC (LEX BEAT THAT SHIT INTO MY HEAD)

Work or Relax: Work

Confident or Shy: Confident

Out of 10

Knowledge: 7/10

Wisdom: 5/10

Motivation: 9/10

Agility: 9/10

Hand to Hand: 5/10

Long Range Accuracy: 7/10

Offense: 6/10

Defense: 4/10

Reflexes: 8/10

Speed: 7/10

Strength: 3/10

Sociability: 2/10

Bravery: 4/10

Generosity: 3/10

Endurance: 7/10

Evasion: 8/10

#dc #dc comic #dc rp #dc roleplay #dc oc #oc #oc rp #original character

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the-caws-meow · 7 years ago

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meet the robinsons (me)

rules: tag 10 followers you want to get to know better

Name: D! just the letter (please don’t do dee it kills me inside)

Nickname: why are you here, god it’s that guy, the 2001 person, etc etc

Gender: it (but they them is good too)

Star sign: aries (ribbit)

Height: 5’4″ (i still think it’s 5′7″ the ruler was rigged)

Sexuality: asexual polyromantic

Hogwarts house: slytherin

Favorite animal(s): fox!!! BIG cats (and house cats but specifically big cats)!! birbs? snakes

Average hours of sleep: what’s that?

Current time: 2:28

Dog or cat person: dogs make me uncomfortable B:/

Blankets you sleep with: i have more quilts than i have reasons to live

Dream trip: invading a con w/ @imlovedavestrider or going back to puerto rico w all my friends (hopefully it’ll be better soon, i hope the castle is still there B:(

Dream job: marriage councilor!

When I made my blog: April of 2017

Followers: ah man i never check on this blog but i think it’s somewhere around the 170′s? ask me on my hal blog and i can tell you the EXACT number but on here i’m too lazy to save this as a draft n check

Why I made Tumblr: basically i had this old one that was nothing but memes and i’m not even a big meme fan so i made a whole new account to start fresh and make it more tuned to me personally

Reason for my url: because i’m literally davepeta everyone else go home

tag ten people: i don’t even know ten people bro @knight-of-heart-and-art (my moirail of course) @terminallytestified97 (fuckin ninja turtle nurse guy) @vantiskin (a really sweet and awesome person??) @davestriderwhomst (what a meme) uhh @killjoyuttara (love you babes) hmm i think that’s everyone who i don’t already know the answers to, i mean i kinda already know killjoyuttara’s but i want to tag them anyway @artificial-splinter (because we just started talking and it turns out they’re hella rad (and their blog description kills me))

i hope that’s good enough?

#long post #enjoy #i just copied and pasted it from the person who tagged me #thanks bro

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queennicoleinboots · 5 years ago

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Day 55 of Peter and Xara the Goat's Curse:

Battle of the Bands of Goats, Walrus Bear Pigs, Cats, Clowns, and Asgardian Gods, part 3

A/N: This story is cartoonish and does not necessarily make sense.

"Fuck you!!!" Everyone in the meeting hall sang before they bleated.

"Peter W. Parker, your orange hair makes it easy for us to troll you!" Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater sang.

Murphee howled in agreement.

Kissy walked over to Peter and sang, "I'm here, motherfucker."

"I'm here, motherfucker!" Everyone sang to Peter before bleating.

Peter bleated and was one with his inner goat. He then sang, "Fuck this! After the spaghetti squash dinner, I'm out of here."

"Spaghetti squash! Spaghetti squash! We can't wait for spaghetti squash! It will be delicious!!! Dee-dee-deelicious!!!!" Everyone sang.

"I fucking love this organiiiizzaaaaatiiiiionnnn!!!" Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing sang loudly.

"You are inducted! You are inducted! Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing! You are inducted into the secret society of gooooooaats!" Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater sang before he chanted. "Come on the stage!"

"You are inducted! You are inducted! Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing! You are inducted into the secret society of gooooooaats!" Everyone sang before he, she, or it chanted. "Go on the stage."

Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing went on the stage. He waved to everyone and thanked us for having him. Kissy meowed at him.

Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater pointed at Kissy. "Come here, cat. I require thee," he said.

Everyone else sang, "Go there, cat. He requires thee."

Kissy walked quickly on the stage. Everyone said, "Awwwww!!!" as she crossed over to Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater.

"Are you not an inductee of the secret society of goats as well?" Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater asked as he petted her.

"I am," Kissy answered as she purred. "My Mommy is a high-ranking officer."

"Well then you are also required to sign and say the oath of the secret society of goats," Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater said as he scratched her belly.

Peter's phone alerted him of a text. I was sitting next to Peter, so I was able to see his text messages. He sighed.

Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater went on with the inductions. If you are rank 10 or above, you are allowed to have your phone on because you are that fucking important.

My inner goat told me to look at Peter's text messages.

Jamie texted him, "I need you to fix my wheelchair. The remote isn't working. I need you to fix the tables in the garage. They're broken. I need you to fix OUR toilet. It's now broken. I need you to fix the toilet garden. You broke it in Episode 3. I need you to fix the carpet and drywall in your room. It's mentally scarring. I need you to fix the ceiling. Pennywise is coming through the ceiling, and it's freaking me out."

"Dad, Dad, Dad," Peter muttered.

Another text message showed up on his phone. This time, it was from his mother, Godiva Parker. "I hope you're having fun at your party. Your father requires a lot from you. I told him *not* to bother you, even if the clown from "It" the Stephen King novel is indeed coming down from our ceiling. He's talking about stuff floating from our toilet. Oh brother. This guy's obnoxious. When you're done being a rockstar, come home."

Peter smiled and responded, "Actually, everyone's trolling me because of my ORANGE hair. I'd do anything to get my hair to an auburn color. Literally. Ha!

Yes. I got a long to-do list text message from him. He mentioned Pennywise coming out of the ceiling. Oh brother. Never a dull moment at home. I leave home to relax."

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig texted me. "Garfield sends his regards by meowing. I'm cooking the spaghetti squash with meatballs and alfredo sauce. It's taking forever to scoop out the seeds. How is Kissy's induction ceremony?"

I responded, "Pet Gar for me. Tell him 'Hey Bubba.' Also, when will the meal be done? Everyone sang a song about the meal when you left. Kissy is doing fine. She can meow and bleat at the same time. She also sounds like a wind-up toy you'd get at Toys R Us."

Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing and Kissy were signing the appropriate forms to become members of the secret society of goats.

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig responded, "At least another hour. Ugh. Bad timing. P.S. Garfield is laying near my feet."

I responded, "I love that animal."

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig responded, "I love you. 30 seconds until I grow man-boobs. Oh wait. Too late."

I laughed out loud at that comment.

Mr. Thor the Appliance Beater turned to me. "I'm glad someone laughed at my joke. But seriously, my band is called Mr. Thor and the Interrupters. I legally removed "The Appliance Beater" from my title. I got tired of writing it on every document I signed."

"Screw the appliances! Where are the-" Peter started to ask.

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Thor answered.

"But you didn't-," Peter started to say.

"You're a dick!" Mr. Thor exclaimed.

I started laughing and rolling on the floor.

"You know what fuck-" Peter started to say.

"You!!!!" Mr. Thor said.

"Apparently the idea behind this game is-" Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing started to say.

"Is to interrupt the other person!" Peter yelled before going on stage.

Ronald McDonald went on stage with Peter and started singing.

The line of goats on the stage started singing.

Murphee barked to interrupt everyone. "Fuck Peter," he said.

"Good idea!" one of the females in the group said.

"No orgasm for you, miss," Peter said. "At least, not while-"

"We're interrupting each other," I blurted out.

Everyone started to bleat before the four rams bleated to interrupt us.

I laughed my head off some more. Lindsay interrupted my laughing by laughing.

Prince Carrington started to ask, "Am I immune-"

"No!" Kissy said with a loud and long meow that got interrupted by Peter starting to sing and dance.

The Rams played some hard rock music in the background.

"No!" Ronald McDonald shouted.

"Sleep!" Peter sang.

"Till!" the line of goats yelled.

"Bleating!" the audience yelled.

"Bleating!" Peter and Ronald McDonald sang loudly.

Peter and Ronald McDonald started to dance on stage before Murphee jumped in front of them and barked loudly.

Peter and Ronald McDonald jumped to the left and stepped to the right.

The rams started playing the "Time Warp" from the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Everyone sang. "First we jump to the left. Then we step to the riiiiiiggggghtttt."

"With a pelvic thrust! Which we do in time!!!!" Mr. Thor interrupted.

"Let's do the time warp again!!" Peter sang loudly.

"Let's do the time warp again!!" Ronald McDonald sang loudly.

Kissy sneezed.

"Gesundheit!" Everyone yelled.

Kissy jumped off the stage and was sniffing my coffee.

"Get out of my coffee," I said.

"Get out of her coffee!" everyone said.

"Apparently we did the time warp again," Peter said.

All of a sudden, a basenji burst through the door.

Everyone turned to see Tug running up the aisle to the stage.

"I thought I locked the door..." Murphee said. He did a kujo growl.

"Oh shut it. Will you? I'm here on official business. I know it's not goat business, but this is important," Tug said.

"Well why not? This whole meeting has turned into a series of interruptions. What better way to conduct business than to have a random fox dog burst into the meeting," Mr. Thor said.

Tug stood on stage and howled before he walked over to Peter.

"Tug! What are you doing here, boi?!" Peter asked as he petted his dog.

"Awwwwww!!!!" Everyone said before they bleated.

"I need to let you know that I cope with your existence every day. I also want the world to cope with the fact that I can talk. I can even siiiiing. But. I can't bark. Am I a dog or a fox?" Tug asked.

"I'll be honest. You be whom you want to be. I do all the time. Today, I want to be a rockstar who sings in bleats," Peter said.

Tug howled and then started singing, "What's New Pussycat?!"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoaaaa!!!!!" Everyone else would sing at appropriate times.

After the song was over, Tug walked to the front of the stage and said to Peter, "I am going to demand that you feed me now. Thank you."

At that moment, Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig walked in with a bunch of spaghetti squash and meatballs in Alfredo sauce. "Dig in!!!!" he commanded.

Everyone gathered spoons, forks, knives, plates, and bowls and dug into the masterpiece called Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig's cooking.

Kissy was munching on a meatball while Tug ate some spaghetti squash. Murphee chowed down like there was no tomorrow.

"This is dee-dee-dee-deelicious!" Everyone chanted. There were celebratory bleats.

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig growled like a bear and said, "Dee-licious!!!" He ate another bite.

Even the rams and goats ate happily. They bleated to show pleasure.

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig cuddled with Kissy while they ate together. She meowed like a wind-up toy to signify that she was ready to rock and roll.

I finished my meal and then went on stage.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and animals. I want to perform a song with my bae. It's called 'Public Beatings.'"

The goats bleated in happiness.

Kissy went on the stage and meowed as though she were an instrument.

"Public Beatings! Public Beatings! I love to give those Public Beatings!" I sang.

Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig waddled on the stage and sang, "I want you to open your window and yell, 'I'm mad as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore.' Ohio is one big Norman Bates phenomenon."

Everyone in the room yelled, "I'm mad as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore."

Kissy coughed and sneezed before meowing as though she were a sitar.

"Easy easy easy easy beats!" I sang operatically. I then proceeded to softly beat Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig.

"My love! Here you go! I profess my love to thee as I'm getting beat. Getting beat!" Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig sung.

The rams were playing their instruments while the line of goats bleated and sang, "Getting beat! Getting beat!"

"I'm not gonna take it anymore! I'm not gonna take it anymore! I spawn! I die!" Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig sang. "I hope you all enjoy the khatents of my butt as I'm getting beat!"

Mr. Thor beat the cymbal. "Not that kind of meeting. No pooping on stage. K thanks," he said.

"It's not a song. It's a sandwich!" Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig and I sang.

Kissy then jumped on Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig and bit his leg.

"Owwwww! That hurt! Your teeth hurt like pins and needles!" Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig sang loudly.

Kissy continued to meow like an instrument.

"You know you're my bear if you get beat I public!" I sang as I beat Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig.

Kissy meowed an operatic meow.

Murphee howled operatically.

Tug howled and threw in what barks he could.

"One two three four with your ass. I'm gonna beat your ass right now," I sang.

Another animal entered the stage area dramatically. Garfield walked to the center stage in the middle of our song and sang,

"Get your ass ass ass off my table table table.

Get your ass ass ass off my table table table.

Get your fatass off my table! Get your fatass off my table! Get your fatass off my table. Table. Table. Get your fatass off my table!"

Garfield then walked off the stage and exited out the back door.

Kissy, Wally the Walrus the Bear the Pig, and I bowed and signified that our song ended.

Everyone bleated and clapped because it was socially acceptable to clap at the end of a song.

Peter then blurted out, "Party at my house! Apparently, my dad wants me to do a bunch of shit, so I gotta go home. Anyone who wants to join me is welcome!"

Tug howled again.

Murphee howled.

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What Are You?

You’ll Like It...

He didn't know how much more he can take looking at that sodden blue God. He understood it was to early to mess around his head much less the sheets. Especially under the current circumstances where grief still rumbled in their chests. Some more silently than others, But the close quarters doesn't help his dick...

It's even harder when his scent overpowered the rum, the passing hours daydreaming when he should be sleeping, listening intently to the sleepy breaths shooting small shives down his spine. Even the look in his eyes held a beautiful amount of amazement when he peered at the waterlife, full of awe and fear. He was a goner, he realized it the moment his thoughts wandered to his missing front teeth.

he slumped back in his chair chewing on his pipe, seeming uninterested in the tall bluenette he stared down like a hungry fox and tried to seem uninterested in anything related to the man in front of him. Especially the bonding he's trying with the cyborg.

“ Well, no not quiet. It getting close though! Here” He grabs her hands to show her the handshake for the twelfth time always getting stumped on the same damn step, He needs to stop messing with that damn robot. “Now, copy my face” he says as he scrunches up his nose poking the tip with his tongue.

Cyborg follows suit exactly,perfectly even, leaving behind no feeling and a loose dead stare. Dee’s tongue hangs limp in a moment of realization. What am I trying to do? All was quiet till a scan was put in place by the other causing an alarm to go off in the Cyborg, a small series of little bloops making 2D spark back.

“Im detecting emotional distress” Noodle states blantly looking back to Murdoc, and with those two little words that makes him turn back fast. “Ok time for a charge” He replied quickly to cover up the machines words “Tusspot why dontcha come look here for a bit?” Cyborg then stands, marching straight to the back to plug herself in as 2D ceases to move from his hard stare at the spot “Noodle” once sat. “Oi, faceache” “...” he could still see a fuzzy outline of her if he concentrated hard enough. “2D!” he speaks up a bit louder. “God Are you bloody deft? “Hu?” he blinks the dryness out of his eyes before answering Murdoc.

Murdoc pats the arm of his chair to emphasize.

“Im...I'm good Mudz” “Get over here”

Stuart gives a sigh before stumbling over to the faux Captain. Standing, Silent as they listen to the passing waves, As he takes in every little intake of the others breath. Its peacefully. Murdoc watched absentmindedly along to the breathing as seeing the other focused on a school of fish warping through the waves. He had a hint of a smile on his lips yet, there it was again, that look in his eye. What's he scared of?

“So what's the problem?” Murdoc asks to break the silence. “Mean besides the kidnapping?, everything” Stuart says all to quick wittedly smile wiping from his face. Well damn, got me there. “I ment with the ocean” “What with the ocean? Nofinks wrong wit the ocean, I love it you know that” He says a little too quickly making the words unbelievable with his stumbling accent. “Dents”

Stuart clicks his nails together behind his back hoping to keep his nervous habits hidden as deciding whether or not to tell the man his problems.

“Its……, well its.” “Your mumbling” Murdoc says agitatedly. ‘Whales” Stuart says speaking up.

Murdoc laughs as Stuart watches the cork pipe bob mockingly, furrowing his eyebrows.

“What!?” Stuart says with a bite in his words. “Ain't ya dad like a fish guy though?” he asks though his laugh “Marine biologist and yea, so?” “So what ya scared of those fat things anyway?” “It could eat me!” “Eat you! Eat You!? Whales eat krill dumbass” Murdoc explains, with breathing difficult to handle ‘Krill swim in groups don’ they?” Stuart says in a quick retort “Yeah?, your point?” He says calming down from his manic high. ‘Well...when dey swim in the groups it's big!...so dey can mistake me for krill hu?, like when sharks bite surfers by accident?”

As he thought over his words he was taken aback at the question, could they mistake things for a group of food? It was a stupid yet, somewhat intelligent thought that he couldn't really answer, well really how could he? but he wasn't wrong. “.....far fetched,but this- this isn't some pinocchio scenario Dee, and you're not scared of sharks so why whales? “Well, a shark is smaller... I cou’ somewhat fight back, maybe even win?” “Fat Chance” Murdoc says with a grin staring at the others annoyed expression. “Wot Im tryin ta say is that it’ll be scary jus livin in a whale. You’d just be sitting in a pitch black room made of flesh.. till ya jus die, if it dont ripe ya leg apart first.” he says ending the conversation to look out the window again.

…..

A loud sneeze after the following silence makes Stuart jump away from the Bassist glaring at the other through his sniffle. Murdoc rests his hand on the Singer's lower back in a non-verbal apology only to slip lower as the other allows the rare comfort.The pair stops there,right at the hip precisely as they both gaze out the window, working out each other's uncertainty with daring movements, lower down the hip, through a belt loop, thumb slowly rubbing bare skin. It's only till the Bassists dares to move under the shirt does Stuart speak up.

‘Mudz..” He says with warning Does it really look like I know what I'm doing either? He said to know one but himself. He lingers his hold a few moments longer before dropping his arm to the side, making a chirped noise of disappointment for the both of them.

“What's it like?” Stuart asks after a pregnant pause

The question took him back few stages as he tried to pinpoint exactly what he was asking. Sensing the other's confusion he spoke before the Faux Captain had a chance of retaliation.

“You painted it pink, but like ugly pink?” He asks making idle conversation

Murdoc closes his mouth with a solid hum and hands the pipe over to 2D, Lighting a match for the mans whose hands shook to much to do so himself. Watching him inhale the fumes of the remaining salvageable tobacco before speaking.

“Its wonderful, I think. Not the type of amazement wonderful it's more like ‘why is this heap of shit here?’ sort of wonderful.” He spoke while he fanned the match out.

“Like when ya find an arm on a corn dog?”

“Yeah?” he says with a questioningly, mumbling to himself as he repositioned himself in the chair.

“Far away it looked amazing…. Then when ya get up reeeal close n’ see all the melted plastic you’ll do a double take I swear”

“So its literal garbage?”

“Yeah... not gonna sugar coat it, it's a landmass forged from a shit load of garbage. Don- don worry your pretty head though Dents. I cleaned most of it up and made a palace modified from that playboy-ishq mansion we got kicked out of in Monaco” Murdoc spoke while watching the smoke tendrils pour from his thin lips.

Though trying to seem uninterested in the charismatic levels pooling from the Bassist he couldn't hide the smile threatening to form at the corner of his mouth.

“You'll like it we got a studio, a lovely rotting lighthouse where I hold my radio channel, and a very Hot sun~”

“It sounds like crap Mudz” Stuart said laughing as he handed the pipe back to him.

#beelzebub-36 asked for more so Ill give you guys a chapter #2Doc #Murdoc #Stuart #I know his dad runs a carnival but I had other plans in this story #Au where Murdocs trying #Plastic Beach Redo #How good are people with changed Canon?#WhatAreYou?#My Writting

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