#dont ask me how to do colors though i can't tell you that

[pyr0-kai]

Could you maybe write a mike x reader that the reader has a crush on Mike for a long time now secretly but dont dare tell him because she just can't is too shy and Abby helps reader and Mike to find together with her drawings since she noticed how they look at each other every time but no one says anything and maybe with just fluffy please. The reader knows mike a long time and knows what he is going through and Mike did become distance from the reader but the reader is still here for him when he needs it too.. And they kiss too :)

Hiiii, thank you for my first official request!! I hope you like it!

There shouldn’t be anything to spoiler-y just some tooth rotting fluff and bad writing!! (And one spicy reference ish? Nothing too bad)

Also So sorry, my art class was watching the little mermaid today so its been in the back of my mind.

Abby, The Little Matchmaker

You had moved in next door to the Schmidt house a few years ago. Mike was watched out the window the day you moved in, while eating breakfast with Abby one morning. He saw you outside of the window, and he wasn’t trying to stare, but ended up staring at your driveway, watching you bring in and out boxes of stuff from one of those large moving trucks. Abby finished a little doodle before looking up, seeing her big brother staring. When Abby spoke up, he zapped out of his little trance.

As a lot of time had passed you had gotten to know him somewhat well. Sometimes he would talk with you from the other side of your fence, or you two would sit on the curb or one of your porches together and just chat about random stuff. As he became more focused on his work, trying and failing to keep a good few job, he slowly began to, unintentionally, become distant. No longer speaking to you directly. But he still would watch you from the window of his kitchen if he saw you pretty [hair color] flash in the corner of his vision. Often seeing you playing with your younger sibling, or younger family members.

Once he landed the job at Freddy’s, he knew he would need help. And you were the best and only person he could really think to ask. It was awkward but, you agreed. Excited to officially meet his little sister, and hopefully see more of him once again. Thats how you ended up watching over Abby once he started working late nights.

Abby was very shy at first, but as time past, and you spent more time at the Schmidt house, she began to open up a bit, talking more and inviting you to draw with her. She also noticed though, how awkward you were with Mike. How you two both seemed to like each other a lot, but it was strange.

One evening however, it was just you and Abby. One of her favorite movies, The Little Mermaid was playing in the background, and she was drawing. Not looking up from the paper, she spoke.

“Hey, [Y/N]?”

“Yeah Abby? Whats up?”

“Do you like my brother? I mean, Like-Like him?”

Your face flustered at that question.

“N-Not like that no… We are just friends really.” You replied, voice cracking a bit.

She turns her head and looks at you.

“Oh really? At dinner sometimes when I mention you, he always says you’re pretty and appreciates you being friends and taking care of me at night. Also, sometimes when i’m not asleep yet, I hear weird noises, and your name coming from his room.”

She notices your face and how red it gets from hearing her speak. She knew you had a crush on him, no matter how much you tried to deny it. Then she turned her head back, smirked to to herself and grabbed a new piece of paper, before heading back into her room, to plan.

Later, Mike invited you to stay for breakfast. He was cooking up some slightly burnt scrambled eggs while you were tapping your nails on the kitchen table. After what Abby had told you, it became even more difficult to talk to him.

Abby came out of her room a few minutes later, a piece of folded paper in her pj pocket. She sat at the table, across from you, wishing you and Mike a good morning. You 3 ate Mike’s slightly burnt food, as Abby told you about a project she’s excited to start at school. Once the food was done, and the dishes were put in the sink, Abby perked up again.

“I drew this for both pf you! Don’t open it until I’m back in my room please!”

You and Mike both nodded as she dashed off into her room to get ready for school. You stood next to Mike as he unfolded the sheet of paper. The inside revealing a picture of You, Mike, And Abby, all happily hugging. You and Mike looked at each other, admiring each other’s eyes. Before you both heard Kiss the girl, from The Little Mermaid start playing from the Cassette player in Abby’s room.

You two both looked at each other, the paper still in Mike’s hand.

“Did Abby tell you that I like you?” He asked.

“Yeah, did she say that I like you..?”

You replied.

But you’re dying to try

You wanna kiss the girl

Yes, you want her

The song played, while you and mike looked each other. He gulped before leaning in slightly for a kiss, and you met his lips halfway. The kiss was everything you both wanted, soft, loving and passionate.

“I love you…”

He spoke.

“I love you too…”

You replied.

The song ended from Abbys room, and you both heard her shout

“I KNEW IT!”

You and Mike both laughed before he pulled you into a tight hug. To this very day, the specific picture Abby drew is framed and sits on a shelf. She draws all 3 of you together much more, loving how happy it makes you all. This always ends with a group hug, as well as you and mike sharing a loving kiss.

[respectthepetty]

Petty, I respect you.

I do.

However.

DONT BE QUITE ABOUT THE COLOURS IN ON1Y 1 BECAUSE I WILL READ A FULL THESIS ON IT, 20 PAGES!!!! 50 PAGES!!!!

PLEASEEEE Give

It

To

Meeeeeeeee 🥹

Anon,

You've opened a floodgate.

Because I always notice the colors, but just because I see colors doesn't mean I know why they are significant. Even if I see there is a pattern, it doesn't mean I understand its importance. And I don't think y'all should be subject to me screaming about Jiang Tian's paper bookmarks being yellow and pink in a book of (love?) poems where he has highlighted that "a girl's shyness is like a tender cherry under the sunlight" and "16- and 17-year-olds are like fruits in the morning sun, sparkling."

Sheng Wang asks who this is about, but we know who this is about. The colors mean things.

And more importantly, I actually didn't write weekly or episodic posts about shows until 2022. I used to wait until a show was over to write about the colors or background noise, and, mostly, I only did it when people would ask me about it. Big Dragon was the first show that I felt compelled to write weekly about the colors and background noise because it was so amazing, so 2024 is still an odd space for me to be in sometimes because as much as I love colors, I'm ALWAYS surprised how much y'all want to know about them . . . weekly . . . per episode . . . for all the shows.

I write for myself, but sometimes I think y'all don't need to witness me losing my shit every week for sixteen weeks over obviously color-coded characters in The Loyal Pin.

And sometimes I think y'all don't want to witness me losing my shit over colors that I can't completely understand like the grays in 4 Minutes.

And then other times I think y'all shouldn't have to witness me losing my shit over colors that I'm not sure are colors until I've watched enough episodes to feel sure that the colors are, in fact, coloring; then, the series, The Trainee, actually tells me the colors were coloring the entire time like I thought.

And that's why I try to be quiet about shows because I'm figuring them out in my head, or I'm waiting for enough information to feel confident about them, and I don't want to hog up the tag with my ramblings. I need to sit in it a bit to figure out what the colors mean.

Kiseki: Dear to Me was the perfect example. I didn't mention anything about colors until prompted by others because it took me until the third episode to feel certain that Chen Yi and Ai Di matched colors, then it took me close to the end of the series to realize all the cameo couples ALSO matched colors.

It took me until the end of My Love Mix-Up to realize Aoki's color had evolved.

It took me two seasons (and a movie) to feel secure that Kiyoi was a Heavenly Human in My Beautiful Man.

And it took me until midway through Semantic Error to figure out why the red disappeared.

That's how The On1y One is for me. I knew yellow/orange and blue would play some part in the story based on the posters, but I wasn't sure how until I started seeing more visuals appear.

Because even though I saw a yellow container of food for Sheng Wang in the first episode,

I didn't realize he mostly ate color-coded food until episode four.

It's such a tiny detail, so I could have easily missed it, but because I know that he is a picky eater, I feel like it's not simply a coincidence, and I quickly noticed it in the eighth episode.

But I needed to collect more images before I could state that. I needed to let the story develop before I realized it. I needed to settle into it. And that's why I wrote my halfway point post after a few people asked if I noticed.

Because I know I seem like a magician who shouts a lot, but I'm not. Sometimes, I have to be patient and let the colors sneak up on me while I'm simply enjoying the moment, like Sheng Wang's orange alarm clock nestled into the corner of his bed while he falls asleep on his light yellow pillow in his light yellow shirt.

I know not all visuals can be a literal bright yellow sign hanging from the color-coded boy's room, ya know?

I'm not Jenny who cannot grasp that she keeps taking food and drinks meant for Benny even when he realized if she could figure out the mug was about gay rights without realizing he was gay then someone smarter will along and piece the dots together . . .

Because like, girl, he's gay.

But it does take me time to collect images and get my thoughts in order, so until then, I'm going to be quiet.

Or as quiet as a loud ass like me can be.

[grendel-menz]

yo im not sure if this is a weird ask so feel free to ignore but like !! sorry i just had a moment bc ive been struggling w being half white for a long time now, like something was off my entire life with how other white people would treat me as an Other, the way they would like reduce me to an animal/the wild friend/make some weird dehumanizing comments, and despite all this not even knowing the truth of my ancestry til i was out of high school. but at the same time i felt like i could never really claim it? like i had no connection to my native side since my father wasn't allowed that so i was basically raised White and every time i looked in the mirror something told me it was wrong for me to even seek that connection. it did not help that i'd meet other half natives here who would tell me that (there is a weird culture here about rooting out "fakers" and accusing people you dont like of faking their history to get yourself more legitimacy). sorry this is all a rambly preface to say id always related to your art about ancestry and culture and finding yourself and how people treat you but felt wrong for it but then you post a picture and you're a stones throw away from me. like, we look like we could be cousins. idk i just went wow, i look like that too, its okay, i shouldnt have gatekept my connecting behind fear of... i dont even know what anymore. idk this ask has no point so from another genderweird half who hallucinates i hope u have a great week month year and i hope good things happen to you. you bring a lot of joy to people

I'm sorry you've struggled with all this, it can be really tough. My situation is a bit different since my mom never let me forget I'm Filipino. I never felt distant from being mixed, just the culture we lost due to some extraordinarily difficult circumstances in the past few generations of my moms side. I'm also lucky in that Filipinos and SEAsians as a whole tend to be very avid about welcoming mixed kids into the community (though there's a lot of racism and colorism involved in the level of acceptance someone gets, unfortunately. I'm pale and treated well, and I doubt someone darker skinned would be treated as well in certain circles.).

I can't speak for Native American communities, but I will solidly say in general that blood quantum and its enforcement is colonial. Your ancestors do not love you in halves or quarters, that would be very strange. When I have a baby I plan to love the whole thing and not just whatever dna percentage is mine. It's just important to research, support, reach out to, and represent your community to the best of your ability. (If I've misspoken here lmk.)

I have Indigenous family members, ancestry, and community, but I don't personally call myself Indigenous because I am still researching and reconnecting, and it's such a big word. There's no rush to things, go at the pace you're comfortable with when it comes to seeing yourself.

Sorry for being long winded! Hopefully that helps or yeah! :D

[alldoll3dup]

Yelloooooooo!!!!!! I got a request. Can you write a brozone x pop/rap troll fem reader?? Where there related to the bros? I honestly can't think of anything else, but ik for sure theres gotta be crazy angst and comfort!!!

P.S. LOVE YOUR STORIES

▐ Do you mean all of them together or the separate reaction of each of them? I'm going to do it all together as a one shot kisses 🫶🏻 (but if not, you can make another request)

P.S THANK YOU SO MUCH

໑୧﹒★﹒Brozone x pop/rap!Reader - Headcanon's/one-shot ᰍ﹒∿

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - You are a pop and rap troll, you were already considered part of the family by brozone what would be their reaction? Lets see right now

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 - Trolls band togeter

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - GN!Reader, angsty, platonic

★ When you told them...

– You were really nervous about telling them this, but Poppy and Viva were encouraging you

– Ok you were freaking out, Poppy and Viva got them together and said you had something to say, what were they thinking??? You wanted to stick your face in a hole and never come out

– The two left leaving you there with the confused brothers, you took a deep breath and started telling them

"Okay then well, I wanted to tell you this, because you are like brothers to me and I think you will support me in this"

– John Dory has already started to panic, she has already started to imagine a million things

💭 "IS SHE DATING? DOES SHE NO LONGER TRUST US? DOES SHE WANT TO MOVE AWAY???"

"Well, I'm a pop and rap troll" - you said looking a little embarrassed and JD's jaw dropped to the floor

"Ah, what a silly thing, y/n, everything is fine" - said branch carelessly with a hand on your shoulder (I didn't know what color to put on him, srry)

"SILLY?? NO ITS NOT SILLY HOW CAN YOU BE BOTH? IS THIS POSSIBLE?" - JD didn't understand anything

"Calm down, John Dory, this is normal, I, for example, am a pop and rock troll" - Floyd said, smiling slightly and you were a little sad about JD's reaction (I have a hc that he is a rock troll)

"WHAT YOU ARE A ROCK TROLL???" - He said turning his head to Floyd

"Hey man, relax, this is more common than you think" - Clay said looking angry at JD because he noticed your sad reaction

"My kids sing all kinds of music all the time" - Spruce said with a nasal laugh

"John Dory, you're making Y/N uncomfortable stop it" - he said quietly to John Dory with a sideways glance

"Okay, it doesn't enter my head either you're a rap troll or you're a pop troll, or you're a rock trolls or you're a pop troll"

"Why not both JD?" - you and Floyd said at the same time

"Because it's confusing and strange, it doesn't make sense to be both"

"Okay, that's enough of trying to change other people, John Dory" - Clay said, already irritated

"Clay just relax, okay? It dont make the argument worse"

"But he's right, John Dory is crossing the line!" - and you remained silent watching them argue and left with Floyd

★ When you went out with Floyd...

– He comforted you even though he was also sad about the situation

"Hey, it's okay, don't mind Dory, he'll understand soon"

"But why fight like that? They can't argue without fighting..."

"I know Y/n... it's okay" - he hugged you gently and you hugged him back

– You stayed there until the branch appeared because he got angry about arguing with John Dory

★ A few days later...

– You hadn't spoken to John Dory for a few days and she was really sad about the way he treated you

– He studied a lot about this being more than one thing and thought it was really cool

– He felt horrible about the way he treated you and asked Spruce and Clay for help on how to apologize to you

– Clay didn't want to help at first, but Spruce convinced him to help

– Of course, Floyd and Branch joined in on this, Branch would distract you along with Floyd, Clay and Spruce taught John Dory how to say sorry (which was an almost impossible mission)

– They prepared a "little party" with a huge sign saying "WE ACCEPT YOU Y/N AND FLOYD"

– When you got there JD practically jumped on you crying and apologizing saying how proud he was of you (he had done this to Floyd before the party)

– You ended up getting emotional and forgave him and promised that you would teach him more about being a troll with two musical genres

▐ That was hard to write, huh? Hope yall liked it

▐ Sorry if there are any grammatical errors love you guys ♡

★ REQUESTS ARE OPEN ★

- Read this before making a request

[definitelynotshouting]

context: ik most of my asks are pretty disorganized, stream of consciousness type of thing but GEEZ this got out of hand. you know that thing cats do when they bring you a dead mouse and *they're* super proud of it and you're just like dude.. why /lh

i usually put whatever my immediate thoughts are after reading the chapter and this time i thought it might be fun to write it out before. can you tell im running on five hours of sleep?? lmk if this made any coherent sense because even i dont understand it!!

so last chapter ripped my heartt out and stomped on it. i am LIVING for the way this whole thing was written, gorgeous prose as always <3. i was very curious as to wether Mumbo would question Grian but i think him NOT doing that was SO in character, and i adore it. I feel like w/ some fics (my own writing included) Scar is the ONLY one Grian relies on for support (in ANY area), and whenever Mumbo is even in the picture, he's just kinda "there", he doesn't check up on Grian or broach the topic of whatever is currently plaguing our little bird guy (basically, he's not involved in Grian's life despite being "his best friend"). And the way you characterized him was just So Real?? I would wager a guess (correct me if im wrong ofc) that part of it is that he just DOESNT know, (because Grian is oh so good at telling half truths and privately justifying his self sabotage) but a part of it is also him being lowkey willfully ignorant. he doesnt WANT Grian to be sick (mentally or otherwise) but definetly knows that SOMETHING is up. he really WANTS to help fix whatever is going on (evident by the gold farm) but he doesnt know what Grian needs or how to help him.

i have been OBSESSING over how Grian saying goodnight to Mumbo was ACTUALLY his goodbye to him but Mumbo DOESNT KNOW AND ITS EATING ME ALIVE. (also thought it was super interesting how Grian sort of took Mumbo leaving to sleep as "permission" to do the deed)

side ish note: how tf does Grian even plan to do that?? ik he's got the spider eyes and i *think* he's planning to turn the healing potions into weakness potions but like?? how is he going to do that??? i would assume that the gang would be watching the potions AS they were brewing, and even if they weren't, healing potions and weakness potions are.... vastly different colors. (unless im mixing them up with something else). also aren't they going to walk in on him prepping or already being in the middle of it and just save him like last time? the team as a whole has done a pretty good job on keeping an eye on Grian (from just a "this person can't walk" standpoint) so far. is he waiting for a chance when everyone is busy or does he plan to use MORE weakness potions to make it stronger or quicker?? im interested to see if he's even going to follow The Plan, because up until this point he's been pretty careful with trying to make plans and sneak around EXCEPT for the spider eyes basement adventure, which makes me wonder is he'll get more frantic/desperate as the appointed time draws closer.

Real talk though, Mumbo (and everyone else) is going to be beating himself up over not noticing when stuff goes down (which i would assume would be next chapter, but idk). Also, the fact that Grian asked him to stay means A LOT. To me (and idk if this is what you meant to convey) that signals that a part of him WANTS to stay. theres a part of him that wants to continue to experience the comfort and joy he gets from his friends, but he feels like he's only going to continue to hurt them, so to him this is the ONLY option to keep them safe. also the majority of his existence is just misery and pain so thats probably not helping. (PLUS the whole slew of mental health issues, this is not purely self sacrificial).

anyway, i LOVED this chapter as always, it was like chicken noodle soup for my overworked little soul and i savored every bit of it!! (also, no need to apologize for not having enough spoons!! i dont have any chronic illnesses but i know that shit sucks. this is a particularly long ask for me so dont feel compelled to answer everything in it, or answer right away. hope ur doing well <3)

-🐛

BUG ANONNNN THIS COMMENT IS SO SWEET AND I LOVED READING IT OMGGGG

you hit the nail exactly on the head for where im going with mumbo's characterization-- there is 100% a level of willful ignorance there. Ive always felt like mumbo is the kind of guy who has a thing about avoidance-- he feels very much like a character who will absolutely do his best to ignore things that hes decided arent his business (right up until he stops LMFAO) and part of that in hunger au is him being so anxious for grian to get better that he stops looking at the red flags grian is aggressively waving around. It'll work out!! He's sure of it!! Grian even directly said he's trying to get better!! And i think if he looked at that for longer than it takes for him to flinch away from the entire subject, he would see how much of a bald lie that is.

But he doesnt, because thats a LOT to deal with, and hes never really??? Seen this side of Grian before??? Not the way Pearl and Scar have. Theres a lot of intricacy there that i feel im skimming over but like Mumbo is very much keeping his own sanity in mind here too and thats another painful factor to the whole situation. Idk i have lots of thoughts about it and about the choice here to depict Mumbo giving in to that willful ignorance, and how its going to affect his and Grian's relationship in the future of the fic

(Quick tw for frank discussions of suicide below)

You've also completely nailed the subtext i was getting at with Grian asking Mumbo to stay-- smth ive always felt is a bit underrepresented in narratives like these are how at its most base core, suicide and suicidal ideation are often about needing something to fundamentally change in your life. It takes a LOT of both hopelessness and sheer willpower to actively try and overcome your body's instinctive will to survive. That instinct is baked into our very cells; when someone commits, it means their hopelessness for meaningful change to happen in their lives was so strong it overpowered everything else. And that is something deeply, deeply tragic, and also something i really wanted to respectfully highlight in this portrayal-- how bad things are when you spiral that far. Grian is starving to death. He wasnt lying about maybe having a week to live-- the intermittent feeding has kept him alive longer than anticipated, but its like trying to wall off an avalanche; theres only so much you can do in the face of all that :( and that hopelessness, in combination with how guilty he feels for what he did to his friends, has manifested in him feeling like his only recourse is to kill himself... but at the same time, that instinct to survive and KEEP SURVIVING is still blaring in his veins, and that manifests as him asking Mumbo to stay. Its a bit paradoxical, but its meant to really show how bad his mental state is, that he is willfully ignoring all the frantic signals his body is screaming at him to try and stay alive rn 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Also, with the potions-- without revealing too much about how this is going to happen, Grian is planning on making fermented spider eyes and using them to turn the healing potions into harming potions, which he'll then drink in the in-between to make sure he dies immediately. Now.. i know how this is gonna go, and i know the exact mechanics around how this is gonna shake out, but smth to keep in mind is hes not thinking logically anymore, he has FULLY capitulated to his own storm of emotional wreckage. So yes there are DEFINITELY some questions to be asked about how hes gonna try and get this done, but in all honesty they mostly boil down to "sheer opportunity" which you'll see a bit more of in the next chapter >:] but yeah its meant to be a bit illogical skdbwkdjskd since he just isnt thinking coherently anymore at this point :(

Bug anon thank u for my entire life this comment was so sweet and so wonderful to receive, i really love it when my writing is analyzed like this and seen and understood!!! Its amazing its such a wonderful feeling to have your work be seen like this and its something i very much do not take for granted :]]]❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ tysm for the ask i am seriously treasuring it SO MUCH rn (and also thank you for the well-wishes!! Im doing my best to stay silly out here HEHE)❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[mystarsohee]

theres nothing like doing nothing with you

genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, comfort

inspired by bruno majors "nothing" mostly the first verse/chorus tbh (also my first post lowk scared !!!!)

!!! non-sexual use of daddy

cg!sohee gn!reader

silently coloring on the living room floor, which is one of your favorite things to do while trying to make time go faster so sohee would come home from whatever hes doing. usually you would wait to move into a younger headspace until sohee came home, but you felt upset. upset over who knows what, you just felt bad that day.

you didnt hear the door open. or sohee walking into the living room, until you heard his voice, "hi baby! im home now okay?" with a smile on his face which always made you feel at ease, and a kiss to your cheek. you only hummed at him. he decided to sit next to you, "your coloring looks amazing baby, you're gonna have to give that to me so i can hang it up!" again, only humming at him to express your agreement.

"do you want to play? or have you eaten? i havent seen you all day!" sohee questioned. you responded, "i dunno" not accepting it as an answer, he got up and headed towards your room. where was he going? all you wanted today was to be near him, but now hes gone again? you slowly start to sniffle, just because you felt bad all day without your daddy, but he disappeared! "baby? what happened?" oh. you looked up slightly, your favorite stuffed animal stared right back at you. "im sorry love, i could tell you were a bit upset and i went to grab a stuffed animal for you before i tried to talk to you." he said along with a kiss to your head. "cm'ere, lets sit on the couch together." without a word, followed his request, you cuddled up next to sohee, comfortably with his arm around you. not wanting him to think you're mad at him, you held your stuffed animal and tried to explain, "i feel really bad."

"bad? did something happen?" he placed the back of his hand to your forehead to check for an alarming temperature. you looked up at him with a pout, "no.. just feel bad." hating to see you like this, he quickly tried to come up with a solution. he brushed his hand through your hair, "well.. seunghan left his nintendo switch here, are you up for a game of mario kart?"

mario kart? sohee knows that you dont play around when it comes to mario kart. in this headspace or not, you wont go easy on anyone. "i'll beat you!" you sat up as adrenaline quickly rushed through you at the thought of playing mario kart. "we'll have to see about that baby, i've been practicing!" he responds, again, with that pretty smile of his.

after one round and your victory, sohee quickly asks for a rematch. "no fair! i was distracted by your cute face." he says, pretending to be defeated, though he knew he would lose because he cant resist your face while you concentrate on maintaining your spot in first place. you can't help but laugh at him, "daddy how did you lose, this one was so easy.." you ramble a bit and criticize his technique, and try to give him advice. though he makes an effort to listen, he focuses on the way your eyes sparkled while talking about something you love. he wonders if you look that way when you talk about him to someone else. snapping out of it, he hears you say "i don't feel like playing this anymore, it's too easy.."

"well, what does my baby want to do? how are you feeling after totally crushing me in mario kart?" he doesn't want to suggest anything, because you usually like to be the one who picks the activities you feel like doing that day. you think for a few seconds, while sohee cleans up the controllers, "i want to do nothing." you do this often, you request to do something that sohee doesn't really know how to give to you. he still does everything in his power to meet your needs. if you ever asked him to bring the stars down from the sky for you, he would do whatever it takes to get them to you. "alright then. nothing it is." so he just sits there. doing nothing. just like you asked. you did the same, sit against him in silence. and you felt perfect! exactly what you wanted. to be with your daddy, and do nothing! just be there with him is all you want.

the both of you sit there, for atleast an hour or two. you just fidget around with his hands, and admire his pretty moles. he just stares at you in disbelief, watching you somehow entertain yourself with just himself! no movie, no phones, just the occasional "i love you" or kiss coming from you or him. theres a million other things sohee could be doing right now, but he doesn't care about that. as long as you're happy and content with the current situation, he would be too.

"have i told you lately, i'm grateful you're mine?"

author note: my first post on tumblr ever !!!! i hope whoever reads this enjoys, and feel free to request something for me to write! im pretty much open to writing anything riize/nct whether its agere or not 💞 feedback would definitely be appreciated!

[adalwolfgang]

ADAL!!! saw your requests/inbox is open…and i had to send in a little something something!!!

heard you do “i ship you with…” so i was wondering what gotham character you might ship me with!!!

As far as physical appearance goes, I’m a 4’11 cis female with long brown hair and brown eyes, tan skin, hispanic, and wear a lot of black and red :> (and wearing glasses when im not in my contacts sksksk)

As far as personality goes, I’m a little eccentric, lots of jokes teehee, my MBTI is INTP, aquarius zodiac sign, and I love a possessive jealous protective man 🤞 I’m bisexual with a preference for men, and my ideal date idea is a movie at home !! or a grocery store date (i love shopping!!)

tysm adal ^_^ u dont have to if you dont want too, or if you dont do these anymore!! Just thought it might be fun !!

A/N: AHHH YES!! I wont ever stop doing these so you're good! Also sorry for the wait! Im trying to get through asks today because the numbers are starting to stack up and I don't want to keep holding it off anymore! But my inbox will always be open!

I ship you with...

Oswald Cobblepot!

Let's start with the height difference.

He loves it.

A lot.

Almost everyone he's ever encountered is always taller than him, or his height is used against him.

Definitely has a sort of power kink toward it if yk what I mean.

Now onto your color scheme.

We've all seen his many outfits throughout episodes and how fashionable he is.

He'll spoil you to your hearts content on whatever you want.

Including clothes.

There's a black and red outfit you've been wanting from a store down the street?

It's sitting on your bed by the next hour or so with a little love note attached to it.

If he's feeling it, you'll both be matching that day, wearing the similar black and red that you love so much.

He'll also make sure you always have a spare set of glasses or contacts on hand.

Just incase yk?

If anyone dares to even tease you about your clothes, glasses, looks in general?

Dead.

I can't stress the 'anyone' enough.

He knows what it's like being talked down to and mocked so he isn't having non of that when it comes to you.

He doesn't want his darling going through the same shit he went through.

He's gonna do whatever it takes to make you live the best.

As a queen.

His queen.

He's not the best at telling jokes but he does have a certain sense of humor.

Like laughing at the people, who've hurt either him or you, who are on the ground screaming in pain.

Again, a certain sense of humor.

Lets say you try a harmless prank on him, and end up scaring the shit out of him.

He'll scold you but is smiling by the end of it.

If you tell him a joke, he'll laugh at it.

While also staring at you with a loving gaze.

Back to him loving to spoil you, he much prefers taking you out to extravagant places for a ideal date like a fancy restaurant but won't mind just chilling at his mansion and snuggling up on the couch with you.

He doesn't get the whole shopping dates you mention though.

Why do something like that when he can just make others do it for you?

If you beg for it enough, he'll agree.

But he makes sure zsasz and a couple other of his men come along.

Again just in case.

He'll tell them to spread out and not stick so close to you both so it can feel like it's just you and him having a nice bonding moment.

Don't expect him to carry anything though.

Poor Zsasz we'll probably get stuck acting as some pack mule.

[say-hi-intrepid-heroes]

my experience getting/having a septum piercing!

(detailed journal under the cut, overview at the top)

TLDR: my experience was good, but that's because i planned and dedicated time to it. if you're in a situation where you'd need to hide it, make sure you get the piercing at least a week before you would need to flip it under. anything less and it's going to hurt like hell (although it'll still hurt a lot after a week)

general tips: 1) clean it at least once a day for a while. stuff builds up, especially in winter. i'd honestly recommend not getting it right before winter like i did, cause cold metal is not great. 2) try not to mess with it during the day, but make sure to move it around when you clean it, otherwise the healing skin will stick to the jewelry. 3) get a color/style you can live with for a few months. 4) don't flip it back and forth too much. 5) don't blow your nose aggressively or you might pass out from the pain. 6) dont wear face makeup to get your piercing done. touching your nose is gonna hurt like hell afterwards, so removing makeup won't be fun. 7) don't get a septum piercing as your first piercing. i've had two piercings in each ear, so i've had experience with the pain. if you flinch on an ear piercing, it's not as big of a deal cause those are so fast, but this one is NOT. major flinching is really bad here.

i've put a detailed log with dates under the cut. tw for descriptions of blood (obviously) but nothing major.

also, if you have any specific follow up questions, feel free to message or send an ask! i can't necessarily give you a perfect answer, but i can tell you what worked for me :)

(disclaimer: i wrote these on the days they are marked. i have not deleted or added anything, these were my thoughts and experiences as they happened. this does not represent everyone's experience, just mine, and is meant to be used as a reference to anyone wanting more information about this experience)

day 0 (11/11)

- got it done at a tattoo shop, they used a new/sterile needle and disinfected the area or something with something that smelled like iodine. it wasn't as fast as an ear piercing but it was honestly less painful.

- lots of initial bleeding (normal for me and head wounds in general), they nicked the outside of one nostril but that's probably because of my nose shape, lots of eye watering (also normal for me)

- cleaning it sucked, used the stuff they gave me (neilmed piercing aftercare mist) and qtips. moving the piercing was the worst part (it was slightly off center so i had to move it a bit), hurt so bad. did not appear to bleed further, however.

- nose area around piercing (nostrils, tip of nose) is extremely tender. putting on moisturizer was painful. glad i was not wearing full face makeup that i would have had to take off

- still too scared to blow my nose. i have a congestion headache.

day 1 (11/12)

- itchy. so itchy.

- currently biggest challenge is cleaning it. the area is so fragile and hurts so bad if you mess up how cleaning is done.

- also, allergies suck. i can't blow my nose. why.

- no bleeding tho, and nothing concerning

day 2 (11/13)

- cleaning is better, but i did figure out i was doing it wrong so that might be why moving the actual jewelry hurt so much. (the piercing was a lot further forward than i thought it was, so i was kinda just cleaning the middle of my nose. i wasn't cleaning where the hole is, so the scab area was just dry when i tried to move it, which is so so bad)

- area around it is much much less tender. no sudden contact though still.

- moving the jewelry hurts like a bitch

day 7 (11/18)

- substantial improvement over the last few days. no longer hurts to move the jewelry or touch my nose. only hurts if excessive force (i.e. getting punched in the nose)

day 9 (11/20)

- flipped it under (to hide it) for the first time. had to look up youtube videos for people with my nose shape cause i was doing it wrong but other than that it was very smooth and painless.

- now i just feel like i need to sneeze, but no pain.

about three weeks post-piercing

- we've kinda leveled out. no more major pain, now i'm able to flip it under in an emergency (without a mirror, without prep, etc)

- i got super sick and had a runny nose and it did fine the whole time.

- highly recommend flipping it under if you're having to blow your nose a lot, otherwise it snags and snot gets caught in it and i don't like it

two months (mid january)

- it is extremely cold where i am (hanging at about 10-15 degrees Fahrenheit) and this is making my skin so so dry.

- basically the piercing wound has cracked open a bit. it hurts a lot. i'm now drinking lots of water and running a humidifier/diffuser, but there's only so much that can do.

three months (mid february)

- just took out the jewelry, cleaned, and replaced for the first time!! it went really smoothly, no pain, no blood, but i did go slowly.

- make sure not to do it over a sink or the pieces could get lost. also, for the horseshoe i have, the little ball is kinda tricky to get back in, but if you take your time it'll work.

- i'm at the point where i feel like it is substantially healed, barring a major snag or other injury. i'm probably going to change out the jewelry soon once i get a new piece, and im very excited for that!!

[end]

[astroceans]

11.02.22

i dont know how to stop it. the thoughts the memories. i thought that maybe when you decided it would all stop. contrary, they wont stop. im stuck thinking about the last 6 months and the times i could of been better and done better. the times where i should of stayed quiet where i should have loved you more. theres no benefit in thinking it though. i know you've made up your mind. and when i called you out i didn't think you would leave. i thought you'd stay like you had before. i thought you would fight more or maybe even just try. but this time you didn't. you left, you moved on. and now i think where i went wrong and if i could just been different. that if maybe i wasn't so messed up you would of stayed. maybe if i was less sad less me you wouldn't leave. but its ok. i know she is kind and she is beautiful. she is loved and taken care of. she can love you. and i know you deserve who takes away all the lies and brings you hope, poetry, and most importantly coffee. if i could talk to her, i would tell her this. his birhtday is january 10. hes actually not a typical capricorn but that might be because his mother is a cancer. hes emotional. he is kind. he is thoughtful. his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. hes a great gift giver. he has the biggest heart. hes easily influenced. gym is his therapy. he loves his family especially his sister and his mom. hes actually a feminist. hes a clean person. his alcohol tolerance is suprsisngly high. he likes to party and have fun. but more importantly i think he likes to stay in and do nothing. his favorite color is blue but he looks great in orange. his favorite artist is j balvin. and his music taste is impeccable. hes cannot park if his life depended on it but hes a great driver. he has a sweet tooth and probably the reason he has so many cavities. his favorite sweet is donuts, coming in second gummies. his grandpa is his biggest inspiration. and like many people, he's been hurt too many times especially by me. he has the worst anxiety and overthinks too much. his best friend committed suicide and his cousin was close to. he needs reassurance and lots of love. overall, i think he's the only person who has fought for me and for our relationship something i couldn't understand and maybe why i can't let it go. 

i know you deserve more than i could ever give you. you deserve an easy love with someone who doesn't have so many layers to cut through. someone with less complications and more love to give. in fact someone who isn't afraid to be loved. i know my thoughts wont leave because i live with regret, i live with sadness. i know i'll have to live without you and live with the thought that i failed you. and more importantly that given the choice, you wouldn't choose me anymore. that i am no longer the girl you want to be with and the one you want to spend the rest of your life with . i am not the first thought in your mind and i am not the last one either. you have simply moved and found arms to come home to. and i am stuck being the sad story. the girl who cannot love and be loved. and maybe thats what kills me the most. you get to move on and i cannot even find myself talking to another person without crying. i cannot listen to music without breaking down. i cant eat without feeling guilty. that i've lost myself throughtout everything and it took you a week to move on. i'd like to ask you how you did it but i fear that when i hear your voice i would lose my breathe. i have no hope for life. and i find no pleasure in it. i live day by day hoping one day i feel less sad but its been a month and a half and i still can't listen to our song. i know its not your fault but how cannot it not be? when i told you this you didnt seem to care and you chose to move on. im so tired of crying and the sleepless nights. the calling out of work. the torturing myself at the gym. the breaking down every time i go out with my friends. you're the punchline to all my jokes and the topic of conversation when it comes to gossip. you're the theme of all my spotify playlists and the inspiration behind my new hair color. youre my excuse when my parents ask me why i can't be more active in church and the reason i dont text back any guy. the reason i've started smoking again. i dont want to love you anymore. but im sorry i love you.

[mintmoth]

OKAY I'm gonna do a big ask response here! There's a few I didn't grab which are mostly just people saying sweet things- to which honestly I can't thank you all enough 😭 it's so wild to me to see people enjoying my art so much

I'm gonna keep most of the replies under the cut since it's gonna get a bit long but I wanted to touch on this one real quick-

Absolutely anyone is free to use my art as an icon wherever! Just be sure to have something crediting somewhere and yeah absolutely go for it!

OH ALSO my submissions don't work on mobile for some reason? The formatting messes up I guess, but check out this awesome coloring!! I love how the layers of shading look 😭

LMAO okay so I've seen a good handful of older/mafia au designs for Floyd and Jade and a lot of them have either both of them with double sleeves or Floyd with sleeves and Jade with a back piece- though I've also seen somewhere both of them having one sleeve on the opposite side

Right now I'm just messing around so I don't have any official tattoo designs for either of them, but I do know I want Floyd with at LEAST the double sleeves, and Jade with some pieces he keeps hidden by mostly wearing business attire lmao

XBSISNK THANK YOU 😭😭 honestly drawing hair is one of my absolutley FAVORITE things to draw lmao, most of my ocs have long hair I just can't help it honestly

YES ABSOLUTLEY probably not too often but I could definitely see Azul going to bed and waking up to a very full bed lmao. Funnier yet because I think all three of them are the type to cling in their sleep when they have someone else beside them. They're just weird sea creatures used to small comfy spaces

I actually haven't thought about this! Honestly I think that would be really cool! Or even if he found that he had a specific shade range of color blindness as a human- though I could see Jade and Floyd taking advantage of that by doing something like giving him the wrong color shirt to wear that day or something lmao

Though you also reminded me! Eels also have terrible eyesight! So I've seen people both having the headcanon that the twins wear contacts, and also the headcanon that Azul needs glasses now because he did a deal to give part of his vision to both of them

Honestly it's really cool to think about! I don't know which headcanons here I like the most, but I love seeing them

Okay honestly I absolutley have to draw this because I LOVE this idea and part of why I'm answering this is to mentally catalogue that I need to draw this lmao

I also love this idea! Like at lunch, after classes before they go to work at the lounge, and after the lounge closes up for the night it just becomes the twins' gossip hour lmao

Because yeah they do spend a lot of time together, but they're still apart a lot, and there's no way they're not telling each other about all the nonsense they're getting up to once they meet back up

DBSISNSK DONT CRY LMAO I got a handful of questions about Niles I want to try to touch on here

Absolutley he wouldn't mind helping anyone set up games on their computer lmao, especially if it's a hard to get visual novel that he's a fan of because he's the type to want everyone to play and love the games he loves

He's definitely dropped hundreds of hours into "creature crossing" with one of those islands with tons of customization and cute shit, and his "island creatures" are mostly cats with a couple dogs and the pegasus LMAO

Also while he's not directly inspired by any specific character, since he's in Ignihyde he does have a little Greek mythos theming and has some inspiration from Eros, which is also why he's very "love" themed/romantic

OH MAN I'm actually not 100% sure which moray I think the twins would be, I'd have to look more into them specifically

But I did want to mention that my idiot self is tempted to make Yet Another Oc (though I probably won't post this one since I feel very oc heavy already) that's also a moray- but specifically a snowflake just because wow I want to make a design around the coloration they have 😭

ALSO!!! Regarding Eel Anon!

I wasn't able to screenshot everything you sent but it was absolutley fun hearing about the dorm idea you have!! I love hearing about new dorm concepts and I've seen a couple nightmare before christmas dorms so it's neat to see the different ideas people have! Also no way do Eri and Rika sound like knock offs of the twins lmao they both sound really fun and I like how they juxtapose one another- also how you have their whole family worked out??? It just reminded me I need to do some more backstory work for my group lmao but honestly it was really cool reading about them so don't even worry about long asks or anything!

[intersex-support]

Do you have information regarding chimera intersex conditions (if im using the right term). I have reason to believe I at least may be some form of chimera but have suspicions about intersexism aswell, but information is hard to find. I'm mostly wondering if there's an intersex condition that could outwardly appear as an afab, with most of the condition being internal if that makes sense?

I have a very masculine build and square jawline, with small hips (though I sport stretch marks there), and I have a clear line on my stomach and lower back where half of it is darker than the other, and my face is clearly very asymmetrical (like weirdly asymmetrical, my eyes are two different shapes).

(Cw for like period/genital talk rq)

I also have rly painful periods (though I only rly cramp on one side, though this could be attributed to the possibility of Endometriosis) yet my flow is abnormally light (considering my family's history of heavy flows) And I dont know if this is normal because I cant get a solid answer from google but I have literally no feeling inside my vagina, like none at all. (if this is normal just ignore this, but I have a feeling its not? Sorry btw if that is awkward I just need a solid answer)

I don't know what other information to include so if you need more I can send another ask in. It's just rly rough being almost 21 and realizing ur body is like, "abnormal" compared to everyone around you (sort of feels like a teenager issue lol). And I just need someone to tell me if I should drop it or if i really should bring this up to my doctor.

Thank you for the time you took to read this, it means a lot this has really been bothering me and i just need some help

Hi anon,

I'm glad you reached out. I know how tough it is to find information about intersex variations on the internet, so I also asked some of my friends who are chimeras to give some input on this answer. I know it can be really overwhelming to try to figure out if you're intersex, so just want to affirm that you are not alone in that and that you can research at whatever pace feels comfortable for you!

There are several intersex variations where you might have external genitalia like a vulva and clitoris, but that you might have internal testes, streak gonads, or ovotestes.

For chimerism, there is a lot of variety in terms of how it presents, so people will have a whole range of combinations of genitalia, gonads, secondary sex characteristics, all depending on their own unique variation. This can include ambiguous genitalia, genitalia that looks liek a vulva and vagina, and genitalia that looks more like a penis. It can be hard to find specific information, because so much of it will vary depending on your own situation. This article (tw for intersexist medical language) describes someone with chimerism who menstruates, so that is definitely possible. I can't find any specific information about period pain and chimerism, but I talked with a friend with chimerism who experiences a lot of period pain, so that definitely can happen.

I've only found information talking about different eye colors as something that can sometimes happen with chimerism and couldn't find anything about eye shape specifically. Having patches of different colored or textured hair can be a sign of chimerism.

Basically, it's possible that you could be a chimera with both XX and XY chromosomes, have a vulva and clitoris and menstruate, and potentially have ovaries or testes. The only way to confirm that would be through genetic testing.

Other possibilities to look into might include mosaicism. I'd suggest reading through this intersex variations glossary and see if anything jumps out at you that is in line with other symptoms you might have.

Overall, it's certainly possible for someone to have chimerism/chromosome variations, a vulva and vagina, periods, and potentially variations in gonads as well. If you are interested in looking more into this, you would probably want to see an endocrinologist or a clinical geneticist who could help you explore different options. I wish I had more resources to offer you, but most of the stuff out there is just different medical articles that use a lot of discriminatory language. Please feel free to reach back out with any follow up questions or just to receive support, and know that we are wishing you the best of luck on this journey.

-Mod E

[outsiders-owen]

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII APO

:D

How are you doing! being out of prison and all must be nice!We can ask you questions now so i have a few. hope you dont mind!!!!

Whats it like being a demon? Do you have voices? Whats your biggest dream/what you do want to do most when out of here? What do you think would happen if someone other than Owen found you? What do you remember from before the maze? How do you cope with everything thats happened? do you regret pulling the lever? Do you miss anyone? Whats you favorite color?

Sorry i got excited! Im a HUGE fan.

-Salt voice

Oh! Um! I didn't realize I had fans, that's... something. This is... a lot!

Yeah, Salt Voice generally has the most to say out of all the voices.

...Is that a bad thing? Are they rude or something?

Oh, no, not at all. They just talk a lot. It's refreshing. The only two voices who are ever super rude are Vex Voice and The Other Voice- and also Last Voice, I think. I haven't seen The Other Voice in a long time though, and Vex Voice has left, I think.

Okay, um, about your questions:

Being a demon is just normal for me, just like being a... Voice, I guess, is normal for you, or being a human is normal for Owen.

I do have Voices! They're mostly pretty kind to me. I think I share some Voices with Owen, actually. Some others two.

Biggest dream... I want to live in a nice house. By the- by the ocean? A blue one! Facing west, so I can see the sunset.

Apo...

What?

You know what you're doing here. Stop. I can't- not right now.

I was just saying I wanted to live in a house by the ocean.

And I'm telling you that- before you lied, Apo, don't you remember? You always said that we'd live there together. And learn to paint. We'd paint sunsets. Apo, I know you mean well, but I just...

No. Okay, I get it, I get it. Let me just... answer the questions, yeah?

Apo, I didn't mean...

No, I know what you meant. I'm just going to finish talking to Salt Voice.

I-

Your next question! I'm assuming you mean if someone other than Owen found me in his house... well, depending on who it is, one of three things would happen. I'd either be killed, sent back to prison, or they'd keep their mouth shut and help me out.

I don't remember a ton from before the maze, but what I do remember is really... muffled, I guess. I remember fishing, and a village, but that's kinda standard. I remember a war, I think? There's not a whole ton.

How do I cope with everything that happened... uh, I just... don't think about it much, I guess? I just kinda vibe. Pretend that everything is fine! It works for the most part.

Do I regret pulling the lever. I don't think I want to answer that question.

I miss a shit ton of people. I miss all my friends from the clearing who threw me under the bus as soon as they found out I pulled that lever. It really is true that everyone betrays you eventually.

Favorite color... I mean. It's basic, but red? I guess that makes sense, though. Thanks for all the questions!

[night-dark-woods]

ID. photo of a whiteboard with bullet points written on it, titled "Stocking Reminders."

Top stock goes in the same 4' section as the stock.

Each SKU's overstock should be all in one spot. (below this point there is a diagram of a shelf with colorcoded boxes, one mixed up and one with the colors together)

Don't overfill hooks/shelves. There should be one straight line of product! If it won't hang nicely that is too much.

End ID.

end of my fucking rope tuesday. this won't stop my coworkers because they can't read but the amount of topstock i found in fucking random aisles today was truly absurd. like we've graduated from putting it in the same aisle 16ft away on the opposite side (annoying but at least line of sight) to putting it in topstock in its unlabeled cardboard shipping box, three aisles away, in a different department.

other highlights of today:

i asked this kid to downstock One Aisle and he spent 3(?) hours standing over there doing, as far as i can tell, nothing. which dgmw i can respect. minimum wage => minimum effort but my man that wasn't even CLOSE to the minimum and you are actively making everyone else's lives more difficult!!!

hardware mgr tried to have someone else (the aforementioned kid who can't even put stock in the right spot!!!) do counts on stock, BEHIND MY BACK, AGAIN. so i started off the day with an argument with him. bc if im not shooting outs regularly enough for you fucking TALK TO ME. and i will tell you what i need, which is you to do your fucking JOB and MANAGE YOUR PEOPLE. and get on their asses to actually maintain their sections!!! i could do the whole fucking store in an hour if literally anyone else did their jobs!!!

got a new rope assortment in from a new vendor, hardware mgr packed up the old stuff for buyback but ALSO managed to pack up a bunch of the NEW stuff with it despite the packaging being a completely different color AND saying the new brand name, so i had to go digging in 15 different taped-shut boxes to find it back.

just some truly atrocious and annoying customers. girl if youre in a hurry that is YOUR problem for not planning. i cant read your mind and i cant give you an answer if you cant explain your problem to me.

got called "ladies" collectively about 8 times today by my coworker who a) does ABA as his other job b) asked me if ozzy was my "real name" and c) said he used to be a liberal but he thinks there are more important things than peoples' identities. we're mostly copacetic now though bc he sees how much work i do and also we've commiserated about the state of the educational system & when he was talking about how "boys and girls learn differently" i very lightly floated the "well, i don't think that's inherent necessarily, you know, like we're raised and taught certain ways to be from SUCH a young age, and kids pick up on stuff pretty fast," and he was like huh ive never thought about that. ill have to think about that. so not unsalvageable! just a particular Kind Of Guy.

they're doing work on the roof and they fucking broke the ancient drainpipe that runs through our upstairs backstock area, so theres like three totes worth of roof-water-soaked merchandise that i have to take out of inventory tomorrow. and everything else in that backstock area has a fine coating of rust flakes from the disintegrating ceiling. and i was paged up there to help sort thru the stock and like. there are THREE PEOPLE here today who actually have a manager title, which I DONT!!! so why cant the three of you take care of it!!! and i KNOW its bc im good at problem-solving and don't really say no and would do it faster than anyone else but god. come on. its putting wet stock in totes.

also in the last 30 min of my shift (in the hardware dept!!! doing inventory counts!!!) my coworker walkied Me, Specifically, even though i knowww they were fully staffed in cashiers and housewares today, to pick up a call from a specific problem customer ABOUT A HOUSEWARES PRODUCT. bro i know FULL WELL you are doing fucking nothing but online shopping on the work computer, you fucking handle it!!! im on a DIFFERENT FLOOR and im busy doing other shit!!!

and its only tuesday!!! yippee!!!

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Broken Bloodlines Chapter 6

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Hello everyone! Have a part 6!!!

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

have fun reading!

and as always reblogs are appreciated! (Also ASK’s are open so feel free to bother me!)

AO3 Link for those that prefer the layout there; https://archiveofourown.org/works/44627188

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Right now the thing was put somewhere near the bridge with some of Maringands Blue and gray clad soldiers stationed around it.

Winton was gesticulating so wildly that it was plainly visible from even behind the tent.

Quite frankly he looked ridiculous and for a second I was sure I could have spied his monobrow from where I was.

Then he waved at the soldiers around the tarp while shouting something inaudible to me.

The soldiers he screamed at pulled at the tarp which dropped to the ground revealing-

Oh-

Oh no

Oh no no no

THAT could not be, no way, no!

The tarp had revealed another Ardua underneath it, albeit a lot smaller than me.

This one didn't look as green as me though, in fact it had more of a yellowish green hue with browns and a dark sand colored underside.

Aside from that he looked gaunt with only a half formed mane that had the color of brownish clay and he looked, for a lack of a better word, Wilted with his ribs sort of visible and a thin face.

He did wear an Ardua bracelet though and I questioned where they had gotten it or why this one was on Maringand’s side.

But from what I knew of Winton it was probably blackmail.

I couldn't say exactly how much smaller than me this one was but I was pretty sure it was only about half my size.

But i truly pitied the guy, Winton was a jerk and probably kept him locked away in the tower i had been trapped in before until he needed him.

Considering the tower was pretty dim and only had one window way too high up it was no surprise that this one looked so unhealthy.

Still that shouldn't distract me from the fact that this was an enemy, but if I got the chance I'd just turn the bracelet off his and then nab it so he wouldn't be able to shift anymore.

That way would probably minimize bloodshed, at least I hoped so.

I couldn't see Rikaad's face from here but I doubted he was happy about this development, hell I wasn't.

Both parties retreated back to their respective territories and all of the soldiers lined up, ready for the signal to fight.

At the sound of a horn both armies charged and a fight broke out.

With growing horror I realized that I had no idea what to do.

I looked around for a clue but the only thing I saw was Fable taking cover in a ditch and shooting arrows at the enemies that got too close for his liking.

What was I supposed to do? I was the only one here that received no training at all and I didn't even know what the general plan was!

FUCK FUCK FUCK wrong time and place for a panic attack!

“Donovan?”

I jumped at the sound and turned around to see Oakley standing there having just landed beside me.

“Oakley? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you throw explosives?”

He shook his head.

“I can do that in a few minutes, i'm here to check on you”

“On me? Why?”

“Well one; you are breathing heavily and two; There is another Ardua which can be quite jarring and I wanted to see if you were okay, especially with this one on the enemy side.

Look if you think you can't do this you can leave and i'll tell Rikaad, okay? 

I know you are not violent, you are kind at heart and a battle like this is no place for you”

That was the nicest Oakley had ever been, his voice had lost that teasing and amused edge it usually held and the entire birdlike demeanor had dropped.

As right as he was, I couldn't quit now, I'd be marked a coward for the rest of my life, not to mention that Fable was only here because I was here and I couldn't abandon him.

“I- thank you Oakley but i can't leave,  Fable is also here and that is only because of me! 

And aside from you I'm the only one that can fight that other Ardua, whether I want to or not I can't quit now!”

The smile reappeared on his face.

“I knew you wouldn't leave, now come on we have a battle to win!”

At the last sentence the cawing property of his voice came back and he swung himself into the air once more.

As weird as this had been, I felt better now, so it was time to face the other Ardua.

I sprang out from behind the tent with a roar just to scare the enemy soldiers, some of which actually dropped their weapons in shock.

For the moment i decided fuck looking like a good guy and bared my teeth in a horrible snarl.

So, where was that other Ardua?

I got distracted by a dull thunk sound and the feeling of pain in my shoulder.

Looking as to what was the cause I saw an arrow stuck in my flesh.

Oh right, the enemies had Bows too, fuck.

Well the arrows were barely toothpicks to me so it was annoying at best but they wouldn't be able to kill me.

Weird to think that an arrow able to kill a full grown man was barely a toothpick to me now.

While walking over the battlefield in search of the other Ardua a lot more arrows were shot at me but I didn't let that bother me even if the blood clumped my fur a little.

At some point something bigger than an arrow whizzed past me and as I looked I saw some of the Maringand soldiers literally throwing their blades at me as well as a variety of spears.

Some of them hit and caused cuts but as everything else these were rather superficial.

I roared at them and they immediately ran off.

Now off to find the other Ardua, where was he? Something the size of an Ardua couldn't just disappear, unless he shifted and was hiding and I had no idea what that one's human form looked like.

Oh no wait nevermind that, there he was! Cornered by approximately fifteen Kamerasca soldiers that had thrown spears at him.

He was also gearing up to pounce on them.

Oh no he wont!

I ran full sprint over the grassy field and headbutted the other Ardua away from the small humans.

He was smaller than I had originally anticipated so he flew straight into a boulder with his head first with more force than I had wanted.

It made a sick sounding and dull 

*THUMP* 

and the Ardua didn't get up again.

Oh no, was he dead? Please don't be dead, please don't be dead!

I went over to where the other had landed and could see that he was still breathing.

Ah just knocked out then, well that worked too.

It also worried me greatly how thin he was but I couldn't do anything about it.

Also on top of all that he was tiny, well tiny compared to me.

Standing he would barely reach the elbow of my Ardua form but he was still bigger than a horse.

I'd better drag him away from here now and then worry about the bracelet once I was sure I wouldn't get shot or stabbed in the meanwhile.

This did leave the question on how to transport the guy though.

Eh if cats did it i could too, so i bent down and grabbed the smaller Ardua with my teeth, being careful not to injure him further.

On top of being small compared to me he was also pretty damn light too.

I glared at some Maringand Soldiers and then set off to find a spot where I could take this one's Bracelet.

I didn't like how limp the smaller one just hung there and I especially didn't like how I could feel his individual ribs but I couldn't do anything about that.

I ran over the battlefield to the back of our side where it was extremely unlikely to come face to face with an enemy and then a bit further towards the slope that led to the castle.

Confusingly enough there was a limping figure coming down the hill dragging an unusually big sword behind them.

Nea! Wait she had been instructed to stay behind due to her foot what the hell was she doing?

Well it was Nea so it wasn't really surprising that she ignored orders if there was the prospect of kicking ass.

Also, I was actually lucky now that I thought about it.

With Nea there I had someone who could watch the unconscious Ardua after I took the bracelet and if Nea was watching what she probably considered a prisoner of war then she wouldn't walk into the battle!

Two birds with one stone! 

Though I wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to achieve with her oversized sword.

It was barely a minute until I reached her in the latter third of the slope and stoppen in front of her before laying the smaller Ardua gently on the ground in front of her.

“Nea! Thank god you are here! I need your help!”

She looked up at me with a fierce expression and leaned on the sword that was longer than she was tall, 

how she managed to swing that around was a mystery to me.

“Ya can count on me! So how can I help ya?”

She was already eyeing the smaller Ardua with a mixture of unabashed curiosity and what I could only describe as the want to hit something.

Well the last part wasn't new, but what i was about to tell her had to stay secret under any circumstance.

“Okay what i'm about to tell you HAS to stay a secret! Swear it!”

She blinked in surprise but could clearly tell how earnest I was.

“Alright, I'll swear it on my gramps' old Helmet! Now what is it big guy?”

That was probably the best swear to secrecy anyone could get from her considering how much her gramps dented old helmet meant to her.

“Okay these bracelets are the reason I can shift like this, but you have to have Fae blood or else it'll just kill you.

I'm going to make this one shift and then I want you to take the bracelet off and keep an eye on him, and do not give the bracelet to anyone but me or Oakley, and DON'T wear it!”

Her eyes went wide for a moment before it turned grim again and she nodded while saluting me.

“As ya say big guy!”

At her confirmation i bent down to the other Ardua and gently pulled the leg with the bracelet out from underneath him, idly noting he was wearing it on his left arm instead of the right one, and twisted the gem that put him back to a more human form.

He shrank more than I had originally anticipated and for a moment thought the guy just had dwarfism which would also explain why the Ardua form was so small.

But as Nea turned him over a little I saw that wasn't the case, at all.

This wasn't an adult, not at all, the boy looked to be somewhere between twelve and fourteen and seemed oddly familiar.

Then it hit me, I HAD seen this guy before! Back when I was led out of the Maringand tower he'd watched from one of the rooftops!

But what was he doing here now? And why?

I also got a flash of extreme hatred that was aimed toward Winton.

Sending a child to war? Really? That's how low he wanted to go?

Now it also made sense why this guy's Ardua form was so small! 

The little one was barely a cub!

OH he'd pay for that! 

Winton had fucked almost everyone i knew over and then some!

The fur on my neck raised and i bared my teeth angrily at the thought of being able to punt Winton into the fucking ocean.

“I'll have this covered! You go and kick ass!”

Nea called up to me and she didn't have to tell me twice!

Now fueled by rage I ran back into the battle where the Maringand army had now started to use their trebuchets.

Eh i could handle a rock thrown at me, after all couldn't be too different from the beatings i got as a bastard streetrat.

Somewhere to my left I could see Oakley fly by and then use his tail to fling those Granatas at a group of soldiers.

I noted he was careful not to do it near any of our own soldiers.

He threw some more and I looked away from that,  I wasn't keen on seeing people being torn to shreds in an explosion.

I ran full force into one of the enemy's catapults and toppled it over.

Since it was possible to put it upright again I decided to just tear it apart.

After all, from the time in the cave I knew I could bite through solid wood.

The wood crunched and splintered under my teeth and I could see some of the soldiers fleeing in a panic.

Fine by me, after all with what's happening right now they might be better off that way.

I roared as loud as I could at another group of soldiers that had attempted to sneak up to me with spears and half of that group retreated as well or held their hands over their ears.

At this point I was getting the hang of this, or it was more likely just adrenaline taking effect.

Whatever the cause, I'd continue till we won!

“DONOVAN WATCH OUT!”

I looked to where Oakley was shouting from and turned to my left only to be hit with a searing pain in my shoulder.

A burning net! And it was stuck to my fur!

Fuck Fuck Fuck!

I had to get that off! I tried to yank it off with my teeth but that only burned my tongue and gums.

Before I could come up with something else Oakley had landed on my back and was cutting the thing into tiny little pieces with his claw gauntlet so that they fell to the ground.

Luckily the only thing that happened was that most of my fur was singed and some bald spots.

“Thanks Oakley!”

He saluted as well as he could with his wings.

“No problem! They have a crossbow like contraption the size of a catapult back there, it's throwing the burning nets! You need to destroy it!”

Oh so that's what it was, and I agreed with Oakley,  a weapon like that needed to be destroyed!

Oakley himself flapped back in the air which was now easier for him seeing as he had exhausted his supply of Granatas.

He flew ahead to where the Net thrower was and I followed him while running over whatever was in the way as long as it was the enemies.

Oakley dodged a second burning net mid air and swooped lower to the ground only to be hit with another burning net that ensnared the entirety of him like an insect trapped in a spider's web.

“OAKLEY!” 

His wings had wrapped around himself and his legs were tangled with his tail, he couldn't free himself like that!

He fell out of the air and landed on the trampled grass with a pained screech.

A screech that only upped in intensity and sounded less and less human the longer it went on.

Some of the surrounding soldiers even stopped what they were doing while I ran to where the winged man had landed.

He was writhing in the burning net and screeching inhumanly and worst of all, was Burning like dry wood.

His skin blistered and then turned black and there was the cracking sound of firewood while he curled up like a drying leaf.

“NO!”

But it was too late, Oakley burned more and more in mere seconds before he fell apart into clumps of ash and the only thing that was left of him were the claw gauntlets.

I stared at it full stop for a good minute,  There was no way this pile of charcoal was Oakley.

So his element had been earthen like me.

I felt strangely empty at first but that soon turned to Rage.

Oakley had been the one to help me with the bracelet!  Oakley had offered me a place to stay even if i ended up not needing it, Oakley had made sure i was alright before the battle, Oakley had always made sure I was okay even if I now realized it way too late.

And he gifted me the bracelet even though he had no reason to.

I turned around with absolute hatred in my eyes, that fucking Net thrower HAD to be destroyed, no not just destroyed, 

Eliminated so it was unrecognizable!

“ROOOAAARRR!!!!!”

At the loud sound every Soldier and Guard near me fled as fast as they could whether it was friend or foe but I found I didn't care much.

I turned in the direction of the Net thrower and charged forward in an irregular zig-zag pattern.

That way they wouldn't be able to hit me.

Eyes narrowed, I barreled as hard as I could into the hellish contraption and started tearing it apart with all I had.

Teeth, claws or brute force every piece of the thing that had killed Oakley was rendered to pieces in my rage and I even ended up breaking some solid metal thing in two which sent a good part of soldiers deserting.

Good.

I stood upon the wreckage and let out an ear splitting loud Roar once again

“RRAAAAHHHHRR”

I stared challengingly at every gray clad soldier I saw who all turned tail when they noticed me looking at them.

Looking from the vantage point of the destroyed net thrower I tried to spy anything familiar, be it a friend I could help or winton himself who I definitely was going to kick off his High horse, both literally and figuratively.

Huh, we had gotten really close to the river while fighting, oh no wait I had actually crossed it at some point during my rage.

When did that happen? 

Well nevermind that i needed to help Kamerasca.

There were still plenty of enemy catapults and the like so I'd better start taking those out.

Since I was on this side of the river now there were plenty to topple over and at this point most people lept out of the way instead of trying to shoot or stab me.

Aiming for the nearest catapult I sprinted towards it and rammed it shoulder first.

I'd feel all of that the next day for sure.

I tore this one into pieces as well and then kicked one of the spare boulders into a weapons cart.

I really had never realized how strong the Ardua form really was and to be honest I was pretty sure for any onlooker it was absolutely terrifying.

Well Maringand also was currently trying to take over Kamerasca but there was no way I'd let them!

Kamerasca was not only my home but it finally felt like one too! and I was not going to let anyone take that from me!

I growled at a group of gray clad soldiers with halberds that had mustered the courage to get closer to me and they immediately ran off.

I heard someone shout my name nearby and I turned to look.

“Donovan! There you are you- whoa you look terrifying what the fuck?!”

It was Norrin, and some of the other core Guards but there were less than I remembered, I didn't dwell on that.

“What is it? Are there more net throwers?”

I might have sounded more grimm than I intended to but to Norrin's credit he didn't flinch.

“Donovan do you see Rikaad anywhere? We got separated and I lost sight of him, please tell me you know where he is''

Rikaad was alone out there? Oh hell no, as capable as he was I'd rather he had the Guard with him.

Especially after Oakley died, I did not want to lose anyone else today.

My head shot up as much as it could and I scanned the area to try and spot Rikaad anywhere.

At first I didn't see him and only some skirmishes between soldiers but then I did manage to spot him.

He was quite a bit away and currently fending off three other soldiers.

The three soldiers weren't doing so well against him though and soon enough he had stabbed one in the knee and another where the upper arm plate met the chestplate, 

both went down and the third one futilely tried to hold his ground.

The last of the soldiers also went down after Rikaad lopped his hand off.

Eugh, that Image would follow me into my dreams for sure.

“He's over there!”

I pointed in the direction Rikaad was in and then I noticed a group of at least thirty Maringand soldiers were going in the direction of Rikaad.

Whether they knew he was there or not didn't matter to me. 

I darted past Norrin, who had set himself into motion as well,  towards Rikaad’s position.

I reached him in barely a minute and saw he was still pretty okay.

He only had one scratch on his face which was barely bleeding

And while there was blood on his armor it was clear it wasn't his own,  as dark as the implications of that were.

“Rikaad! Thank fuck you're okay! Let's go there are thirty soldiers coming right in this direction we should go and regroup!”

He didn't look exactly surprised at seeing me, but that was largely due to me having ditched being quiet, and then nodded.

“Good idea! Have you seen the Guards?”

I pointed the way I came from and Rikaad immediately went to jog in that direction.

Oh so that was why he still had so much energy, 

he was jogging instead of full on sprinting.

He really was something else.

We met up with Norrin pretty quickly considering he was walking towards us.

The rest of the Guard was also there and we were eight people total.

Rikaad immediately took the reins on what to do.

“Okay this is chaos, but good job taking out the catapults Donovan-”

I couldn't help but smile at the praise.

“- now we just have to find Winton, he's got to be somewhere even if i wouldn't put it past him to ditch the battle entirely.

Donovan, do you know where Oakley is? 

We could use someone with wings”

My face immediately fell, he didn't know, well why would he?

They had been on basically opposite sides of the battlefield.

“Donovan?”

It must have been pretty obvious that something had happened in my expression.

“I- Rikaad Oakley is Dead- he- he burned like dry leaves after he got hit by one of those fire nets”

For just a second there was a crack in his tough facade.

“...so that's what that screeching sound was…”

I nodded sadly, I still couldn't really believe it, it happened so fast too!

Way too fast, a normal being of flesh and blood didn't burn like that.

Then again Oakley had never been normal.

Rikaad spoke up again.

“We still have to find Winton, he has to be somewhere after all!

Maybe if we find Arthur he’ll have an idea”

Oh right, Arthur was also somewhere but I hadn't seen him since all of this chaos started.

I hoped he was okay.

“Well i have no idea where he is, i haven't seen him since this started, hell i haven't even seen Fable!”

Fable! Oh god, he was only here because of me and I didn't even know where he was!

Why did I have to be such an idiot?

Well nothing to do about that right now.

Rikaad turned to me.

“Well, can you see him anywhere? You are the tallest here”

I strained my neck and tried to spy over the carnage if I could catch a glimpse of the Blonde idiot.

I didn't see him but at this point there was a ton of stuff scattered over the field and it was possible he was behind something.

Then I realized that just because the Ardua form was four legged didn't mean I couldn't just stand up on two legs.

Sometimes i really was dumb.

So I stood up on my hind legs to look over the battlefield which probably looked horrifying for some of the soldiers running around.

Eh, not my problem, right now I had to find Arthur.

In my head I was Quietly chanting please be okay, please be okay while I was looking around for fear I would only see a corpse.

I had already lost Oakley, I didn't know if I could handle losing another friend.

At first I couldn't see him but eventually I did,  He was beating some soldiers' faces concave with his fists.

He had an animalistic look on his face and was really going at it.

Yeah I doubted he was okay right now.

And to top it all off he had cornered what looked to be some of Wintons Guard between two boulders,  and both of them looked absolutely spooked.

Oh right they were there when he ‘died’ and probably assumed he was a vengeful spirit.

To be fair he currently looked like one as he was partially covered in pale sand from the river and him beating that one Guard like a raging animal.

Somebody ought to stop him though.

“I see him, he’s Rabid or something and beating Winton’s Guards like a madman”

“Really? What way?”

Rikaad called up and I pointed to where Arthur was.

“He's over there by some- FABLE!”

Somewhere behind Arthur and slightly to the left right next to the river was Fable, he was limping and fending off four soldiers with his Rapier.

It was clear he'd been doing it for a while as he had to back up more and more getting ever closer to the river which would mercilessly drag him away and under.

I jumped forward and started running away only hearing Rikaad call out to me once before I was too far away to completely hear what he said.

“DONOVAN DON'T!-”

I didn't understand the rest of it nor did I care, I NEEDED to get to Fable!

I couldn't bear to Lose Fable too!

I just bolted to where I had seen Fable, not caring what was in the way.

I body checked another enemy catapult on the way though and it toppled over with a satisfying crash.

I swerved to the left to run along the raging river and avoid any more stuff in my way aside from the Rocks sticking out of the sand and mud.

Fable was still a good ways away though and near cornered by the enemy soldiers even though he'd managed to behead one in the short amount of time I hadn't had him in my sights.

Parrying another onslaught from the soldiers he was forced even further back to where the ground became unstable.

Then the Soldier next to the one with the sword pulled a crossbow and shot it into Fable’s foot,  Piercing it right through the top of it and robbing him of the rest of his balance.

The ground gave out underneath him and he fell into the Violent waters of the stream.

“NO!”

He went under for just a second and I lost sight of him for a horrifying and near heartstopping moment.

Then he resurfaced a good ways downstream,  clinging to one of the jagged rocks that split the water.

Oh thank god!

I didn't stop running though as Fable was still in the midst of a raging mass of water and from what it looked like he had trouble holding onto the wet and slick stone.

“FABLE! HOLD ON I'LL GET YOU!”

He looked at me for a split second and then continued to try and get on the stone itself.

I didn't really have a plan on how exactly to get to him as the river was actually too wide to jump the distance in this spot.

Well since I had to get in the water anyway…

I jumped in at roughly the same spot Fable had fallen in and swam to the left as best as I could while the current pushed me downstream faster than I had anticipated.

I ended up ramming the boulder Fable clung to and almost shook him off but managed to snag part of his tunic with my teeth.

Luckily it was a very sturdy fabric so it didn't tear but holding onto Fable with only my teeth clamping shut on part of his sleeve was far from safe.

Despite the water pressing me painfully against the stone I managed to heave myself up a little and drag Fable to a position where he could stand on the rock itself even if there was little space.

With his other arm he grabbed a handful of fur on my face to stabilize himself as the stone was still extremely slippery.

At least he wouldn't fall immediately back into the river now.

But what to do next?

We were essentially stuck here and glancing to both sides of the  riverbank I could see that almost all of the soldiers had retreated further upstream.

So there was no one to help us, not that they could in a short amount of time anyway with how wild the water was.

So we had to help ourselves, But Fable was exhausted and had a crossbow bolt in his foot, 

so there was no way he could do anything to help.

I looked further downstream to see if there was anything useful but the only thing I could see was the river ending abruptly with a bit of steam coming up.

Oh right, there was a waterfall,  and if I remembered correctly it was about fify feet tall.

But there also was nothing dangerous underneath it,  just the basin like indent in the land where the water came down.

Still the fall and current could kill a man,  so good thing I was an Ardua right now!

Ardua were sturdy fucks after all, even Oakley had said i was more durable like this so i’d, hopefully, survive.

Though Fable wasn't an Ardua, hell he didn't even have a Bracelet and simply holding onto him wouldn't work,  the water would rip him from me before I could blink.

No, holding him was not going to be feasible, not to mention that I needed all of my limbs to try and steer where I was going.

Well, only one thing I could really do.

Looking around again to make sure nobody was looking at us I turned back to fable who was still unsteadily holding on to me and bleeding from multiple sources.

Opening my maw I took his upper half inside as that was all I could reach while the water pressed me against the rock.

Fable froze in what I assumed was surprise and I managed to get a little more of him inside my mouth,  always being careful not to injure him further with my teeth.

I would have liked to talk to Fable first but considering that all of that Ardua stuff came from his side of the family he'd know he would be safe.

Tipping my head back I managed to bring all of Fable inside who still didn't protest about the rather undignified treatment.

Now that finally all of the tall elf was in my mouth I tipped my head back again and swallowed.

As it turned out the river water Fable was soaked in made this entire thing a whole lot easier.

Normally the dry clothing would drag uncomfortably but at least that wasn't a problem now,  I just hoped I didn't put too much pressure on any of Fable’s wounds.

I swallowed again to keep things moving and then again a few seconds later after which Fable slipped into my pouch.

As soon as I was sure that Fable was secure where he was,  I leaned to one side of the stone and slid back into the water.

The River immediately pulled me downstream ever closer to the waterfall.

I managed to spare a paw to press in at my probably confused occupant.

“Don't worry, i've got you now”

I got dunked repeatedly under water by the current and in some spots had to fight to stay afloat.

But in the end I always managed to breach the surface again no matter how many times the angry river tried to pull me under.

I sincerely hoped the ride wasn't too rough for Fable.

Fable himself was just calmly lying at the bottom of the pouch, well,  what currently was the bottom at least, and barely moving.

Has he passed out? 

I hoped not as that would mean he needed medical care even sooner.

I got pulled under again and when I resurfaced the waterfall was right in front of me, Roaring like a dragon.

Oh that would definitely hurt no matter how I landed on the water.

It was only a second after that thought crossed my mind that I was pushed over the edge along with uncountable tons of water.

Free falling down towards the ocean,  I was suspended in the air for just a moment.

Was this what flying was like? No wonder Oakley had done it so much, and to flex on us as well, it was Oakley after all.

Then I hit the water, the initial impact almost pushing all of the air out of my lungs before I somehow ended up underwater again.

Swimming back up I spat the saltwater that had gotten into my mouth out and turned towards the shore next to the waterfall but still far enough that no current would drag me away again.

Going ashore again, I really wanted to rest but I couldn't.

Fable was still in my pouch and weirdly calm about it aside from some trembling which I attributed to the rough ride from falling down the waterfall.

Also there was still a Battle just up the cliff and Rikaad probably needed help unless he already found Arthur.

Still at this point i was exhausted as well and breathing heavily, going back like this probably wasn't a smart idea, i needed at least a little rest.

I'd give myself seven minutes before I would start to climb the cliff back up again, this time on the Kamerasca side as I wasn't keen on getting shot while climbing.

Landing on solid ground would hurt a lot more than landing in water.

I spent those seven minutes in near silence and trying to calm my breathing and heartbeat.

Fable was also silent but that wasn't too unusual for him, besides it was possible that his mind was still reeling from falling down the waterfall.

Mine was for sure but i couldn't waste anymore time,  They needed me up there and not at the bottom of a cliff.

I did spare a moment to reassure Fable though as he'd been shifting his hand over the walls of my pouch for a bit now, probably restless.

“Don't worry, i'll get us out of here and back up, and after this is over i'll get you to a medic”

After that I tackled the dilemma of actually getting up there again, 

which meant climbing the cliff.

Oh fuck that wasn't going to be easy.

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NEXT / PREVIOUS / OVERSIGHT

[mustardflavoredbear]

I used an incorrect promt generator, so take my silly because my ass has not been drawing. I've only been crocheting

Teddy : Is something burning?

Double Trouble , leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you.

Teddy : Double Trouble , the toaster is literally on fire.

Teddy : I love you.

Double Trouble , not paying attention: What was that?

Teddy : I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

Double Trouble : Sorry I’m late, I was doing things.

Teddy : Hi, I’m ‘things’.

Double Trouble : Wow, they really hate us.

Teddy : Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic.

Double Trouble : But we’re not gay, Teddy .

Teddy :

Double Trouble :

Teddy : We’re not?

Teddy : I feel like doing something stupid.

Double Trouble : I’m stupid, do me.

Teddy : How do I tell Double Trouble that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined his crème brûlée?

(This could go both ways)

Double Trouble : So you like cats?

Teddy : Yeah.

Double Trouble : *tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

Double Trouble , to Teddy : We had a date!

Double Trouble : *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*

Double Trouble : Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Teddy !

Teddy : You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

Double Trouble : So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Teddy : Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Double Trouble : Yes.

Teddy : I'd sleep.

Double Trouble : Talk dirty to me, baby~

Teddy : The dishes.

Double Trouble : Wh-

Teddy : They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

Double Trouble : Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out?

Teddy : ...Have you never taken a shower before?

Teddy : How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?

Double Trouble : Teddy , it's four o'clock in the morning.

Teddy : So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?

Double Trouble : Did you hear glimmer got ligma?

Teddy : Who's glimmer?

Double Trouble : Ligma balls.

Teddy , at Double Trouble 's funeral: I need a moment with them.

Everyone: Of course. *They leave*

Teddy , leaning over Double Trouble ′s coffin: Okay, listen here, you little shit. I know you’re not dead.

Double Trouble : Yeah, no shit.

Teddy : Wow, Double Trouble , you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Double Trouble : We literally had s e x yesterday.

Teddy : That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

Double Trouble : I like your new shorts!

Teddy : Thanks, they were 50% off!

Double Trouble : I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks*

Teddy : The store can’t just give away clothes for free.

Double Trouble : Thats’s… not what I meant.

Teddy : That’s a terrible way to run a business, Double Trouble .

Teddy : This date is boring!

Double Trouble : This isnt a date. I said I was going to the store.

Teddy : Then why did you invite me?

Double Trouble : I didnt, I specifically said "dont come with me" then you said " fuck you Double Trouble I'll do whatever I want!

Teddy : Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt?

Double Trouble :

Double Trouble : Why are you eating dirt?

Teddy : Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.

Double Trouble : I wasn’t that drunk.

Teddy : You colored my face with a highlighter because you said I was important.

Double Trouble : BECAUSE YOU ARE!

Teddy : You smell so good.

Double Trouble : So lick me, then.

Teddy : Huh?

Double Trouble : Huh?

Double Trouble , texting Teddy drunk: There's a fucking oul outside.

Double Trouble : Ouwl.

Double Trouble : Owul.

Double Trouble : Houl.

Double Trouble : Oul.

Double Trouble : How the fuck do you spell it...?

Double Trouble : Hoot hoot.

Double Trouble : There's a hooter outside my window.

Teddy : Wait, so how big are you though?

Double Trouble : Uhh, 6'3-ish?

Teddy : No, I mean like in bed. How big are you?

Double Trouble : Still 6'3? Just... Sideways…?

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I cant Deny my feelings anymore that i have for y/n

Y/n was in recovery from a hunt that didnt turn out so good and the guys thought they should get something to eat . Dean could tell castiel had feelings for y/n for sometime even though y/n was his sister he still wanted her to be happy .

"Ok cass lets have it ." "Have what dean?" "Come on i know you want to talk about y/n hell i even know you like her ".

Castiel sighs and leans back playing with his pop can. "You know when i frist met you guys i thought i was doing a job by saveing you . But when i met y/n something Clicked as you call it . Its like me and her. Had this Connection. But i wanted to keep her safe from the angles and look how that turned out shes in the hospital " . Dean sighs "look i know this will sound Cheesy but in this line of work we are bound to get hurt and if theres one person i want my sister to be happy with . Its dam well you Castiel. " he smiled and drinks his pop . "I guess your right dran i can't Deny my feelings anymore. He tacks out a ring box . " Whao hold the brakes there dont you think its a bit fast to get married?" Said dean . "Relax there Promise rings one for me and her so down the line we will get married "

"Ohhhhhh ok . Why are they blue?" "Its her Favorite color " dean smiled . Later sam was pushing y/n in a Wheelchair. "Look whos up " "y/n are you feeling ok?" "Better then i have been said a trieing girl

" Castiel gets up and pushed her in the chair so they gould talk . Dean and sam were watching them . "Are we actually ok with this?" Asked sam. "Yes we are because this may be the most normal relationship are sister can have in this line of work . And if that means leting her be his mate then so be it " y/n was smiling as Castiel put the ring on her finger . "Uhhhhh dean?" "Relax its a promise ring sam . "Right ok got it "