#from when she grew her hair out and dyed it a bit lol

[sylverbough]

Field work in Thanalan: Exploring the Sagolii

[seunmong-in]

🌅Sunsets in Sydney🌅

Genre: Fluff, childhood best friend to lovers, Idol! Felix x Reader, Humor, slight cursing, she fell first but he fell harder. 

Words: 2.1k 

Summary: After being on tour for a whole year, Felix is finally back in Sydney for a well-deserved break. While he is ecstatic to be with his family again, there’s one person who he wants to see most. His childhood best friend and crush, Y/N. 

A/n: Okay, can I start this off by saying, Holy crap… Thank you to all who like or reblogged my first fanfic with Han!! ( click his name if you wanna read it ! ) I honestly thought it wasn’t that good since I wrote it in a very sleep-deprived state, lol. But y’all proved me wrong🥹❤️‍🩹 That said, I hope you guys also like this story with Felix! Like always, if you have any feedback or want to make a special request just DM me!! Here’s also my latest one with Seungmin as well 🫶🏼

P.S Does anyone else have “that’s not very nice” stuck in their head too?

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365 days. 

That's how long Felix has been away from the place he calls home. And no, he doesn't mean his actual home back in Sydney. He means being away from his childhood best friend, Y/n. 

Felix and Y/n have been best friends since grade school. They have always been there for each other, from performing in talent shows to caring for each other when one falls ill. They are like two peas in a pod; wherever one goes, the other is sure to follow.

On the day Felix had to tell Y/n that he was leaving Sydney to become an idol in Korea, he broke down crying. He was worried that being thousands of miles away from his closest friend would strain their relationship. As he was about to board the plane, he turned around to see Y/n waving goodbye to him with tears streaming down her face, and he couldn't help but cry, too.

Surprisingly, Felix and Y/n's friendship didn't end after that day. Instead, their bond grew even stronger. Y/N would constantly update Felix through text or calls, sharing the details of her day and making sure he didn't miss out on anything important. While Felix enjoyed receiving these updates, what he loved most was the pictures his mom would send him of Y/n with his family on small family trips. Seeing her smile and taking selfies with his sisters always warmed his heart.

He had already surpassed the stage of simply developing feelings for Y/n. Felix adored her. He loved her. Whenever he watched a video of a couple on TikTok or Instagram, he imagined how to recreate the same videos with Y/n by his side. His heart skipped when Y/n surprised him at one of his earlier concerts with Olivia and Hannah, Chan's sister. The memory of her dancing his part of God's Menu while Hannah danced Chan's part on the big screen was something he would never forget. Since that night, Felix had been planning to confess his love to Y/n, and he decided to do it under the sunset in Sydney.

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Under the hot summer sun, Felix's freckled face is lit up with a big smile as his family rushes to greet him. Olivia is the first to embrace him, screaming, "Oh my God, do you even know how I miss you, Lix?!"

Felix laughed, embracing his youngest sister and repeating, "I miss you more." He noticed that Olivia had grown a bit since the last time he saw her and that her hair was now dyed at the ends. Noticing her brother staring at her hair, Olivia mentioned that Y/N did it a few days ago at one of their usual girls' nights. His mom and dad were the next two to hug him tightly, with his mom shedding a few happy tears.

"I say this every time, but I am so happy to have my baby back home."

Felix wraps his arms around his mom, hugging her as he says, "I am happy to be back home to Mom."

Felix was sitting in the back of a car, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Y/n. He was waiting for her message, asking if he had reached home safely, but he had yet to receive any message from her. Although this was unusual, he assumed she might be busy.

Suddenly, Olivia abruptly interrupts Felix's train of thought, "So, are you finally going to ask Y/n to be your girlfriend while you're here, or are we still sticking to the whole 'she's just my best friend' excuse?" The unexpected question catches Felix off guard. His face turns red with embarrassment as his mother turns her head around from the passenger seat, waiting for a response.

Avoiding eye contact with his mother and sister, Felix clears his throat, allowing himself to find the right words.

"Um.. what makes you think I even have feelings for her?"

Olivia stares at her older brother, scolding him with his earlier response, "Felix be so fucking for real right now. It's obvious you have feelings for Y/n. You look at her as if she is your whole world, your face lights up with a smile whenever she texts you, and you always seem to find a way to talk about her when we talk on the phone. If that doesn't scream, "I am in love with my best friend," then I don't know what does. Oh, and before you go and argue with me about this, even the boys agree that you are completely strung up on her. So do us all a favor and tell her how you feel, will you?"

Felix sighs as he looks up to see his sister's gaze. He knew he had to come clean now before his plans got ruined. 

"Have I mentioned how much I dislike you sometimes, Liv?"

"Yeah, but I'm your favorite sister, so start spilling before I call Hyunjin and have him tell Y/n to you." 

During the last five minutes of their car ride, Felix confided in his family about his plan to ask Y/n out when they reached the house. He made them promise not to say anything to Y/n about his plan since he wanted to create a memorable and private moment between them.

As Felix's father pulled into the driveway, Felix noticed Y/n's car parked across the street. His heart raced as he jumped out of the car, ignoring his mother's yelling about not going inside yet. 

Felix barges through the main door and stops when he sees the handmade "Welcome Home Lixie" banner that Y/n was struggling to put up. He chuckles softly and leans by the living room doorway, watching as she gets on her tiptoes to hook the string onto the nail.

"You know, I could've helped you put up the banner, sunshine if you would've waited a little longer."

Y/n turns around to find Felix smirking. Blushing, she runs to him and hugs him. He hugs her back, lifting her up and spinning her around.

Trying not to cry on his shoulders, Y/n ever so softly whispers, "You have no idea how much I missed your hugs, Lix."

"Me too, sunshine, it's been way too long."

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After returning home and having dinner early, Felix went upstairs to his room. There, he discovered a welcome-home basket in the center of his bed. The basket contained his favorite candies, face masks, a small chicken plushie, and gift cards to his preferred places. Felix smiled, realizing that it was a gift from Y/n. She was always the type to spoil others with gifts, even if it was a small occasion. Looking through the gifts in the basket, he heard a soft knock on the door, and Y/n walked in. When Felix looked up at her, they locked eyes for the second time that day. Time seemed to come to a standstill, and after a while, Y/n was the first to break the silence.

"I hope you like it; I saw it on Tiktok late last night and thought I should make you one."

"I love it a lot; thank you, sunshine." 

He gives her a soft smile and motions for her to sit with him on the bed. She walks over and sits beside him, watching him unwrap more gifts. Y/n can't help but laugh as Felix brings the chicken plushie up to his face, jokingly asking, "Do you think it looks like me?"

"As much as I want to say yes, I feel like I am going betray BbokAri, so I must lie and say no."

Felix and Y/n laugh as Felix places the plushie back on the shelf behind him. The room lights up in a golden hue, indicating the sun is about to set. Without wasting more time, Felix takes Y/n's hand and leads her out of his room and towards his car.

"Lix, what are you doing? Where are we going?"

"I was hoping we could watch the sunset together again, just like we did as kids. It's been quite some time since the last time we did, and let's face it, we're not getting any younger. Before we know it, we'll be as old as old man Chan."

""I'm going to tell him you said that," she says, laughing as she follows him to his car. They both jump in and drive to the nearby beach.

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As the car pulled onto the sandy shore, Felix practically flew out of his side to open the door for Y/n. She beamed with delight as she stepped out, feeling the warm sand under her toes. Felix swiftly closed the car door and took her hand, leading her towards the beach. The sky was ablaze with a breathtaking display of pink and orange hues as the sun descended below the horizon.

"I forgot how pretty the sunset could be when you can see the reflection on the water."

"I know, but it's even prettier with you beside me," Felix responds. 

Y/n stands before Felix, unsure if he is joking or serious. He chuckles as she becomes flustered.

"You know that's not very nice."

"What isn't sunshine?"

"You saying that to me and not explaining what you mean," Y/n states as she turns away from him. 

Felix grabs Y/n by her waist and spins her, holding her close. Y/n's face flushes a deep shade of pink as she catches her breath. They've been close for years, but something feels different about this moment. There's a palpable tension in the air, a feeling of unspoken love that's hard to ignore. Felix looks deep into Y/n's eyes, examining how the sun's warm glow illuminates them. The sound of waves crashing against the shore adds to the moment's magic. Fighting the urge to kiss her immediately, Felix takes a deep breath as he stares into her eyes. 

"Do you remember why I decided to return home for a break instead of staying in the dorms with the boys?" Puzzled by his random question, Y/n nods her head, looking back into his dark brown eyes. 

"Of course I do. It was because you wanted to be with your family since you were homesick, Lix."

"You're right. But there's something important that I need to tell you, something that should've been said from the very beginning. Y/n, I like you. I'm in love with you. I love you so much that it hurts not to have you by my side most days or even to call you mine. The night before I left Sydney, I intended to confess my feelings to you, but I knew it was bad timing since I was leaving, and I didn't want to end our friendship. So, I kept it to myself for years. However, seeing you with Liv and Hannah at our concert earlier this year, dancing and singing to our songs, made me realize that what I felt for you was more than just a simple grade school crush. Y/n, I'd be lying if I said you weren't the person I want to spend the rest of my life with because I do. I want you to be mine, my only sunshine. And if you don't feel the same way, I understand..."

Felix was toward the end of his sentence when Y/n suddenly cut him off by pressing her lips against his. It was a bold move, but she had been crushing on Felix for what felt like an eternity and couldn't hold back any longer. When they finally pulled away, Felix looked at Y/n with a knowing smile, pressing his forehead on hers. In a very soft voice, Felix finally finishes his sentence. 

"I cannot imagine spending a single day without you by my side anymore. Will you do me the greatest honor of all and be mine forever?

""Until forever stops existing, my love."

[tarisilmarwen]

Sabezra Week 2024, Day 1 - Swap

Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a million before me That ultra-kind of love You never walk away from You're just the last of the real ones

-"The Last of the Real Ones" by Fall Out Boy

@sabezraweek

Went with something a little fun I think. Behold: Formative Childhood Trauma Backstory Event Swap!

In this AU, it's Sabine's parents who speak out against the Empire and get taken away when she's seven, leaving her to scratch out a living for her and her brother in the wilderness of Krownest. There's not much time for painting, she doesn't have access to the forges so she grew out of her armor pieces, and she learned very quickly that brightly dyed hair tends to attract predators, lol. But she managed to keep herself and her brother alive until the Ghost crew picked them up.

Ezra, meanwhile, was the one who got sent to the Imperial Academy and was a promising student until he got a little too close to the truth of why students like Dhara Leonis were disappearing. He spoke out but the Bridgers couldn't stand with him, too cowed by the oppression Lothal had been facing for years. Speaking out also immediately put a target on his head and got him a trip to the Inquisitorious. Fortunately he wasn't there long before he managed to escape to where Kanan could find him.

Had a lot of fun coming up with their designs. For Sabine I basically gave her lots of furs and pelts (from hunting) and stuff to keep her warm and with Ezra I kind of had the thought that after escaping he would try to repaint his Inquisitor armor. Not nearly as well as Sabine might, so it's a bit crude in places. She fixes it up all nice for him later and also helps dye the bodysuit. :)

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

unearthing an old loz au :D

Extensive rambling and plot and everything in between below

ok so I made this au over a year ago and the other day in an attempt to procrastinate my brain reminded me of it so here it is! Redesigned!

Ummm basically this version of Hyrule has already fallen to Ganon, and (much like in Narnia) it got very, very cold as a result (I’m still working on the exact ins and out of this, but there IS a reason why lol)

Therefore, Zelda’s clothes are A), very warm, with lots of layers, and B), rather hodgepodged together, as they’re all borrowed. She hasn’t been able to wear her royal clothes in years, as she’s hiding from Ganon. And also most of them burned with Hyrule Castle.

so the embroidered frock (embroidered with flowers for symbolism reasons) thingie is about as princessy as her clothes will get XD

the reason she masquerades as Sheik in this au is more to hide from Link than Ganon. The latter is unaware that the princess escaped, while Link has some issues he’s working through lol

basically, when the kingdom was very suddenly overthrown, a confused and unimportant kid named Link (who was aware of the danger due to reasons I’ll get around to if I post his design), managed to save Zelda, who was still pretty young, and very much terrified. Terrified to see her terrified, Link’s protective side activated, and, well, it never really un-activated after that.

He managed to get her to a quiet, little known town on the outskirts of Hyrule, where some Sheikah (notably Impa) had taken refuge as well. They promised to guard her, and Link headed off to suffer the slow realization that he was a hero alone.

meanwhile, Zelda grew up, and grew stronger, and (once again due to things I won’t quite talk about yet) began to understand her duty towards her people, and to the hero. But, when Link returned to inform Impa of the plans he had made, he was very against Zelda helping him in any way (mainly out of fear for her).

so Zelda came along as Sheik instead :D

A few little things of note, now

I am vaguely basing Link’s inner struggle off my older brother… Link and Zelda do not have a brother/sister relationship however; it ends up a romance >:)

The only difference between Sheik and Zelda is simply that by the time Link sees her again as Sheik, she has dyed her hair and she’s been in the sun a bit more… magic is not involved in this case. Honestly it only works because Link didn’t know Zelda very well before lol

Zelda likes to sew, and garden as much as the climate will let her.

She has a very bright personality, but she takes what other people say to heart. I’ve found whenever I make an loz au, Zelda and/or Link don’t start out with Wisdom and Courage, but rather must gain it to some extent. This story is no different.

In some cases, I focus only on one of them, but this story specifically is about both. They grow together, just like Hyrule must grow again :D

in this story, they are all traumatized. Including Ganon. (he also has a backstory I’m working on hehe)

finally, the sheik design is not final… I’m still working on it lol

ok, that’s it! Byeeeeee

[zanashair]

— your presences

Ran Haitani x F!Reader

master list

fluff | female!reader | ib that one ts scene (im sad now)

warning : you're an idol? none.

A/N: hello, here's an old oneshot that i had uploaded on Wattpad but forgot to upload it here, I've been a little dead and unmotivated when it comes to writing, not that i hate it, it's more of a i started to become a little to aware of my way of writing stories, I'll work on that since i have a fanfic i wanted to finish lol, anw, bye for now

The loud cheers from the sea of crowds were the only thing filling up the enormous stadium, you and your idol members continues to keep their energy shined out from the very beginning of the concert till to this very second, your body moved and keep on track to the right rhythm playing in your 'in ear monitor' moving position's and changing turns for each other own part of the song

As you continue to sings all out to your hearts content, you couldn't helped but looked around through the vip section of the seat, hoping to see a certain tall lanky figure with a purple haired and black streaks dyed men sitting somewhere in the vip crowd's 

You threw a glance to the vip section every once in a while, not wanting to be seen as if you were searching for someone specific in the crowds which could grew suspicion to the fans since there is always cameras pointing at them each second. dating was not something banned in your entertainment company, but they gave out a heads up on how those delusional fans could get a bit too rowdy and wild when it comes out to their lovely idol getting their selves a significant other, and it wasn't something that is easy to control...

For what have felt like ages you've been looking out for the obvious purple colored haired men that should've been easily spotted since the hair color stands out a lot, you didn't found him, your heart dropped a bit by the fact you weren't able to find him in the vip crowd, even with the very few minutes break to interact with your crowd of lovely fans asking how their days have been going so far and if they have been enjoying their selves with the performance your group idol have been giving out to them, you weren't able to find him, your bright smile fall off for a momentarily before a forced out one rise back up to your lips

You weren't sad nor disappointed that he weren't there, he has always been a busy man himself, having to deal with their clubs and other businesses work stuff in hand, it were expected that he wouldn't be able to appear and show support in your idol group performance all the time, but he had given out the most sweetest words and promise's on how he will 100% show up on the vip crowd and cheering you like he's your number one fan, but it seems that he got himself busy or maybe something unavoidable happened that he couldn't cancel the plans out

"Y/n, are you ok?" your friend whispered out to you as she sent you a worried expression, you quickly snapped your head towards the girl and nodded telling her that you were more than fine, which she did not believed in the slightest "you're horrible at lying you know~" "do i?" she only let out a giggle and put her arms around your shoulder and proceeds to close her mouth with the back of her hands 

"You're looking for him, don't you?" the mic that each of the idol members were given were all hand mic which you were thankful about since this conversation that had just started were only between you and the member only to know, you then closed your mouth with the back of your hand too and put the right hand which were the hand you were holding onto the mic fell to the side of your thigh "was it that obvious?" she only nodded and once again let's out another giggle

"We could go and search for him in the crowds if you wanted to?" she whispered again with her mouth covered with the back of her hands "isn't that too risky?" sending her a nervous smile she shrugged at your words "we'll just multitask between searching for him and interact with the fans and read their hilarious board too~" 

And just with that, you agreed and started walking to the other 3 members of your group, had a minute talk before you all decided to go a bit more closer to the vip crowd from the stage, looking and interacting a bit with the fans

You and the previous girl that have had been talking with you were walking at the left side of the stage waving, laughing at those creative and funny board the fans held up for you all to read, flashing them smiles and having a short talk and selfies using their phones, but even with all of the stuff you were doing your best to interact with the fans, your eyes kept on searching for him, silently

You were starting to lose hope before you saw a group of 12 light stick of your f/c glow sticks that flashing right at the corner of your eyes, you turned around and were met with the sight of 3 grown man, in suits, one with horribly bright pink hair and the other two with a short and long purple hair, waving your glow sticks at your way, each one of them had two f/c glow sticks in each hand

And there you were met with his beautiful purple gaze, you couldn't helped but let the wide smile crept upon your lips at the sight of it as a laughter bubble up in your throat, ready to burst out from your lips by the sight of them

Rindou clearly seemed like he were too tired to even be there, sanzu were just confused but has kinda gotten the spirit to wave the stick in the sky aggressively, and then there was ran, ran haitani, his gaze screamed "head over heels" and the soft smile has been plastered on him for as long as he could remembered, watching you shine brighter than you already are up on the tall stage, he couldn't helped but let his heart melt a bit at the sight of it

The next thing you knew, without any hesitation, you blowout a kiss to the crowd of fans which made the row of seat squeal in happiness, thinking it were given to them when clearly it were sent to the purpled haired man, but they didn't need to know thay only the both of you do (and rin and sanzu, but not the point), ran reach out his hands for the blown kiss, grabbed it and dramatically put his balled fist on his chest as if had took the kiss you had gave and kept it inside of his heart

Now knowing that ran were 100% in the crowds, watching over you, you couldn't helped but give out an even MORE outstanding performance even after all of the hours, even after your legs were giving out on you and you were breathing in for air, you wanted to give out 1000% of your all 

After the last song were performed, you and your group of friends send out the thankyou's for the crowds and waving them a goodbye before you and the other 4 members disappeared from the stage

At the backstage, you were each given a bottle of water by the staff as they told to every members that they all have done an outstanding performance today like any other performance, thanking for their words one of the other staff called out for your name, telling you that a certain dude named ran haitani were looking for your presence, and with that being told, you took off and ran

looking around for ran in the long hallway of the backstage, you finally found his figure, both hands in each side of the pockets, he turned his head around towards the rapid foot steps that were running towards his way, realizing that it was only you, he sent out another soft smile and he removed both arms from the pockets

"i thought you didn't came! i got so sad when i couldn't find you" and with that, you wrapped your arms around his neck tightly "really now?" he said with an obvious teasing voice lacing in his tone, with your face buried on the crook of his neck, you nodded your head while still hugging tightly onto him "i thought you had to cancel it and had to do other stuff" your words slightly muffled out but still managed to make sense to his ears "i always keep my promises, i am a man of my words after all..." hugging you back tightly, he kissed the crown of your head and let the side of his face fell on top of yours

"and what's with rindou and sanzu coming too? i thought it was just gonna be you?" you lifted your head to look at his eyes "i can't hold all 12 of your glow sticks all alone you know?" you sweat dropped a bit at his words "12 glows stick? why did you got that much?" "just so i can stand out the most" you could only laughed at his statement and shook your head a bit at it 

"i think the suit and purple hair already stand out quite a lot if you asked me"

please reblog if you enjoy it <3

[lightlycareless]

Since Naoya dyes his hair, do you think his kids would have some sort of confusion(when they’re of a younger age Ofc) when others around them would say they have their daddy’s hair or do you think maybe for a period of time he’d stop dyeing his hair to match with his kids lol. Idk this is a silly thought 🙈

ahahhHHAHAHAH yessssssss This just gave me all sorts of ideas of how to embarrass Naoya as a dad lmao!! It's you know, mandatory. We've all felt that way once in our life!!

But let's start with one thing first 🤭

I want to say that he’ll grow out of it, but honestly, I don’t think so; that man was 27 and he still dyed his hair lol.

But moving on…

At first, yes. They’re going to be a bit confused as to why his dad has this bright yellow color on his hair, when everyone else’s is dark. But once they surpass that confusion, in true innocent nature, they’re going to be nothing but intrigued by it—and hey! Maybe they’ll say “wow, I want my hair like that too!”

Also, they grew up seeing Gojo, and sometimes Nanami (NOW I WANT TO WRITE HIM MEETING NAOMI someone coerce ME QUICKLY) so unusual hair colors don’t surprise them anymore lol.

But as always, when your children begin to grow aware of their surroundings, start questioning things… is when “issues” with Naoya arise.

In other words, the infamous “second-hand embarrassment” towards their parents.

Now, it’s happening for both you and Naoya no matter what you try to do to avoid it. But as of right now, it’s more onto him because he’s the most obvious out of the two.

I mean, the piercings… the hair—it’s screaming “please drop me off two blocks away from the school entrance so my friends won’t make fun of me.”

What they once thought cool, now they can’t stand the sight of it 😂 and it really, really upsets Naoya.

“Why do you paint your hair, dad…?” Naomi would ask one day, dying to do so for like… years now.

“Because I like it.” Naoya responds. “…why do you ask?”

She twists her lips, as if skeptical of his answer, before shrugging and leaving. He’ll tell you about this interaction later that day, but you don’t have the heart to tell him that Naomi once confided in you that she thought it was a bit… weird, mostly since it’s obvious yellow is not his natural color.

Yet, no matter how much you tried, he still gets to hear about it from someone on the staff and boy, does it finally break his heart.

“You don’t like it?” he asks Naomi one day after picking her up from school.

“…No one else has it.” She eventually admits. “My friends think it’s… funny.”

“Do you think it’s funny?” Naoya insists, Naomi simply looks away; she never liked being put on the spot like that, and the conversation ends soon enough.

He sighs, and all he could think of is:

«It’s already started, isn’t it?»

It’s certainly a long way from the days where Naomi was nothing but enthralled by his appearance, admiring him with those big adorable round eyes of hers as she reaches for one of his strands and pulls at it, as if trying to decipher whether his hair was real, or not—or how she’d do the same for his piercings, gently removing her little hands from them so she wouldn’t hurt him, reminiscing on the day you brought her press-on earrings so she could look like him.

Luckily for Naoya, that’s only one stage of their life, for when they grow a bit older and stop caring about those trivial things, they’d actually being to look up to him for advice on how to dye hair or where to get their ears pierced without having to worry about infections and such; the moment the tables turn and they begin to admire him for his style when he was younger, Naoya feels nothing less than amazing, and a bit cocky too 😂.

“Come on daaaad, tell me!! How did you manage to keep your hair with that tint and without it looking like trash???” Naomi would whine; no other color seems to have stuck the way she wanted it, always washing off after one shower or two. “Like, I remember that you even went on missions, and it would still look good!!”

“Ah, so now you like it? What about the kids that thought it was funny looking?” Naoya teases as if that hadn’t hurt his feelings; Naomi rolls her eyes.

“Ugh, whatever… if you don’t want to tell me I guess I’ll just go with Gojo or something, I’m sure he knows a few places or some—”

“No, wait! Don’t go to him! I’ll tell you all you need to know!!”

Just to name a few interactions hahaha.

But either way, I feel that around… probably late 30s Naoya is going to outgrow the whole hair dyeing thing and just let his hair return to its natural dark color.

Everyone around him will take a while to get used to his new appearance, specifically his kids, since it was always blond for as long as they could remember… but they get used to it soon enough. As for you, though, you’re the one that likes it the most and you make sure to let him know whenever possible—he rewards you appropriately that night, I dare say, Naohime was born out of that lol.

“We finally look like a family.” You’d jest one day—as if all his kids didn’t look exactly like him: dark hair, golden eyes…

If anything, you’re the outcast here 😂

Ngl, I wonder what a much older Naoya would look like; would he still have piercings? Grandpa out there still rocking the blonde hair lmao!!!

Ahhh thank you so much for sending in this ask!! While writing this two ideas came to me on the type of dynamic Naoya would have with his baby when she's all grown up; one of them is sweet, the other one is a bit sad :'( we shall see which one I write first 😏

Once again, thank you so much for sending in this!! I had fun :> Take care, and hope to see you soon!!

[livwritesstuff]

More steddie dads content I really want some Eddie centered like teaching the girls guitar or dnd especially since Robbie is like him I think that they’d bind over a shared interest and he’d teach her stuff from when he was younger!

lol yeah the last few have def been more steve-centric (and also kind of a bummer) so let's switch up the vibe a bit

So, yes, Robbie is Eddie's daughter through and through.

She's stubborn and brazen and loud in her opinions and beliefs. She can be a little flippant about other peoples' feelings when she's not careful, and sometimes struggles to acknowledge the validity in other experiences outside of her own - in other words, she's Eddie to a T. She's even got the same big curly hair (though it's way more well-maintained than Eddie's had been thanks to Steve).

As for hobbies, Robbie is the only one out of Eddie and Steve's three daughters to really take an interest in music.

Eddie is thrilled about this, especially in the early days when Robbie is seven or eight and dying to try out any instrument they put in front of her. She has a natural proclivity for nearly all of them, which is fucking wild to Eddie, but the violin is the one she takes a particular shining towards.

Eddie can't say he'd ever had a resounding interest in classical music, but he wants to support Robbie so he dives into it right along with her.

That shit...

is metal as hell.

Seriously rad.

Eddie anxiously waits for her to be old enough to try out his old electric guitar. He waits until she's fifteen years old - the same age he'd been when he'd gotten his first electric - and then he digs it out of storage and bestows it upon her like the exquisite treasure it truly is.

In true teenager fashion, Robbie is...unimpressed.

She humors him for a bit, and to her credit, she does seem at least a bit intrigued by the almost forty-year-old guitar, but when Eddie offers to show her how to play, she only shrugs.

"I don't want to mess with my technique," she tells him, as if she's not shattering his heart into a bazillion tiny pieces.

"What does that even mean?"

"I dunno," she shrugs again.

Later, once the guitar has been safely put away, Eddie recounts the exchange to Steve.

"I just don't get it," he laments, "She'd be so good at it! I don't get why she won't just give it one chance."

"She's you, my love," Steve tells him, "Are you forgetting all the years you spent rejecting everything outside of what you deemed acceptable. You grew out of it. She will too."

So Eddie resigns himself to waiting it out. Robbie ends up deciding she wants make a career out of playing the violin, and she goes to New York to get her bachelors in music.

Just as Steve had predicted, once she hits college and grows up a little bit, she starts seeing the value in the world outside of the small corner of it she occupies. She comes home from her first semester regaling them with all the things she'd learned, and she catches Eddie by surprise when she asks him to bring out his old electric guitar.

Eddie and Robbie jam in the basement for like five hours before Steve insists they go the fuck to bed, and that "Hazel has school in the morning, in case you lunatics forgot."

(As for dnd, looking at it from the perspective of teenage girls, Steve and Eddie's kids absolutely do not want to think about their dad DM-ing. Eddie can't even breathe the wrong way without his daughters calling him out for being cringe or whatever, never mind executing a whole campaign. They'd die of embarrassment - guaranteed.

Robbie does get super into MTG in college, which Eddie absolutely takes as a personal F-You from his daughter. He gets his revenge by refusing her offers to teach him to play, even though it honestly sounds like a fuckin' blast, but that's a hill he's willing to die on)

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

do you have any headcanons about daeron ii's and myriah's daughter-in-laws?

Oh boy DO I!!!!! I’m gonna organize them in lil bullet point forms cause I have so many thoughts abt them!

Jena:

- Honestly I think it might be a bit weird to say but I think she was the westerosi equivalent of a goth skater girl. Like, there’s probably some old painting of her in Blackhaven as a teenager where she has dyed black streaks in her hair and way too much eyeshadow with a medieval skateboard (horse). I need this to be true in my life

- Her betrothal to Baelor I imagine was to ease up relations with the marcher lords since they probably weren’t too happy about the Dornish having a strong influence on the throne. I wouldn’t be surprised if Myriah suggested the match, and they happened to pick Jena because she was the closest to Baelor’s age

- That being said though, their match went pretty well! I mean for a while it was pretty obvious that Jena and Baelor were basically a pr relationship but over time they did come to care for each other! They didn’t really have the slow burn romance that Daeron and Myriah had but they still had some kind of affection

- She did have her kids pretty young, but not really early in the marriage because I have to believe her weird late teens goth angst was why she named her kids Valarr and Matarys of all things or it might kill me

- If I could give her a friendship with any of her sisters in laws it would probably be Aelinor? But they weren’t like friends friends, they were just able to get along pretty well because they grew up in the same region even though their interests are wayyyy different from one another

- Ngl she probably had some crazyyy beef with Dyanna. Like, those ladies could not sit next to each other at the family function cause it either ended with them fighting (mostly about who’s kids are the worst),or them ganging up to bully another noble while absolutely hammered on some of that dornish red

- Also it needs to be said, Jena was probably absolutely a stunt queen when she had to grow out of her goth phase. Like, she went to the Alyssa T school of Being a Bad Bitch because she probably went riding and sailing with her kids all the time while they were still babies. If Baelor had a dragon she’d be bullying him to take her flying literally every day and get it to shit on the roofs of people she doesn’t like. Myriah’s mentality was “Oh I’m gonna be queen so I have to be careful about what I do” while hers was “Whoah I’m gonna be queen I can do (almost) whatever the hell I want!!”

- Unfortunately tho, it’s highly likely she died with her kids during the great Spring Sickness, but to add tragedy for flavour I think she died after both her sons. Rip queen :(

Aelinor:

- Okay so figuring out the whole timeline/relation with her kinda drove me insane, but my theory for the time being is that she’s Elaena’s stepdaughter through Ronnel, which does make her technically cousins with Aerys through marriage? I think she’s still probably a few years younger than him tho

- I also kinda think Elaena’s behind this betrothal a bit tbh- I think Aelinor really liked Elaena but saw her a lot more as a mentor she aspired to be like rather than any kind of surrogate mother figure

- Personality-wise girlie’s a completeee introvert. Like, I think she wants to be social and charming and all that, but she got that social anxiety that makes it so she’s scared to talk to people and spends most of her day inside reading

- For her hobbies….. I can see her being big into reading and research but idk I also really like the idea of her being big into poems, she likes really analyzing people from a distance and writing lil blurbs about them to spend the time. She’d literally rather die than share any of her works with anyone though, even if it’s really flattering to them lol

- So, I think her social circle’s kindaaa limited to the royal family, I think her best friends would be Aerys, Alys and Shiera cause I think that’d be kinda fun (and also I think she had a bit of a thing for Alys cause….. yuh) :)

- She and Aerys probably slept together like, once on their wedding cause they were completely convinced they would only have to do it one time…. They both regretted it

- And ngl despite the Horrors™️, and the whole of house Targaryen dropping like flies I think she was a lilll glad that Aelora was heir? Not because everyone else before her died, mostly due to the fact that she really liked Aelora specifically and maybe liked to pretend she was her daughter whoops

- Anyways my fun lil tragedy for her is that she outlives pretty much everyone she loves <3 she’d still be kicking during Maekar’s reign as a sorta dowager queen but she’s not doing much with that title, I diagnose her with…… death via heart attack while trying to write her will

Alys:

- Honestly this lady reads as a complete social butterfly to me lmao. Like, really bubbly, charismatic, and likeable as a person- I think she came in as a companion for Daenerys and both Daeron and Myriah decided to set her up with Rhaegel just cause she was really kind (and being from a major house definitely didn’t hurt either)

- For hobbies I can absolutely see her as a lady that was just crazy for birds lol- and that’s an interest I could see her bonding with Daeron over! She loves hawking and keeping some pet songbirds and feeding ravens, ngl I could see her and Aelinor working on a giant bird encyclopedia together lol

- When it comes to her and Rhaegel, I don’t think it was really love at first sight? Like, I think they got along and did eventually bond after the twins were born, but they only fell in love a few years into their marriage

- Speaking of the twins though! I really don’t think she was cool with the idea of them marrying, honestly it kinda horrified her but she saw how weirdly close they became and tried to cope by justifying that they’d be better together than apart with other people cause…. Tbh how the hell else can she get over the fact that her own children are marrying when that hasn’t really been the norm for a bit-

- Oh and she was especially nottt at all happy about Daenora marrying Aerion. Since by then I can imagine she’s lost both her husband and oldest children, she would be f u r i o u s that Maekar would even allow her last daughter to marry his craziest son, even if he wasn’t the one who suggested the match in the first place

- Girlie probably didn’t stay after Aerion died, like- she was quick to pack Daenora and Maegor and haul ass back to the Vale. No she didn’t give a flying fuck that they were considering her grandson as heir, they’re living in the Eeryie forever now!

- She did miss Aelinor after she left though (clueless about Aelinor’s kinda gay feelings rip) so the two probably shared a lot of letters, but I think Alys passed not too long after being back in the Vale from….. honestly imma say slipping on a toy and cracking her head open. At least one of these gals gotta have a sorta silly death

Dyanna:

- Ngl she’s probably second to Alys in being one of the sweetest in the group, but she takes NO bullshit from anyone. As stated before, she’s ready to throw down with Jena at the drop of a hat but tries not to start too many fights

- She and Maekar married out of love. To me!!! Like, idk they don’t seem like a politically advantageous match, so in my brain Dyanna was probably the daughter of one of Myriah’s ladies in waiting and the two ended up falling in love as teens cause idkkkkkk that’s kinda cute <3

- As for hobbies: absolutely cracked at weaving. 85% of the decorations at Summerhall are her tapestries and the other 15% are crafts by other artists that she really liked. She probably weaved most of her childrens’ baby clothes herself and regularly gifts handmade crafts to her family and friends

- Idk if she really had a favourite with any of her kids, but I can kinda say for certain that she definitely had a hard time with Aerion because she felt like she needed to be overly strict with him specifically which….. probably maybe perhaps gave Aerion some mommy issues idkkkkkkkk

- I like to think she had a cat at some point too, and when it had kittens she gifted them to each of her kids but they mostly became general household cats over time (except for Egg’s cat, that was his own and it…. Found itself at the bottom of the well whoops-)

- Canonically she died first out of the gang, and the narrative implies that she died giving birth to Rhae but I’m ignoring it because one fic I read a while ago had her die from breast cancer and honestly while it’s still tragic it also makes it so Dyanna’s not reduced to “woman who died in childbirth #67” which gets some originality points from me

Idk these are all my headcanons, I hope you like them! <3

[demisexual-in-distress]

Any *SHNIFFFFF* helluva and/or hazbin headcanons??? o-o

*AHEHEHEHEM* I CAN RANT YES UR SUMMONING MY INNER NERD (LONG) (SORRY THIS HAS BEEN ROTTING IN MY ASK BOX IVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR A WHILE NOW)

pls dont flop i spent way too many hours on this lol only doing 6 (six) from the main casts!!! And, sadly, no, Fizzarolli is not included, though I do love him dearly.

Helluva Headcanons:

Blitz:

frickin loves spirit

(saw this somewhere else not sure where) huge-ass horns scratch up his couch, hence the shitty tears

Makes sure to cherish Loona as much as possible on her bday bc of trauma from his childhood

Wants to be the parent possible to her also due to trauma (daddy issues :\)

Insecure about his scars :(

Lost Verosika because he adopted Loona in a last-ditch effort to save their relationship, but refused to get rid of her when V wasn't a fan

Eats anything and everything Brandon Rogers does (canon??) (such as cheese and hotsauce)

Told Barbie about his crush on Fizz before trying to tell Fizz himself

never grew out of bands he liked as a teen

Undiagnosed learning disabilites (dyslexia? he tries his best)

Poor education

(TW, S.A.) Stolas:

WATCHES EVERY TELENOVELA IN THE GODDAMN BOOK

Also enjoys musicals and constantly sings soundtracks while alone (projecting a bit)

Genuinely wants Via and Loona to hang out; wants some sort of father-daughter bond? with Loona, but isn't sure how to approach her

was verbally, physically, and sexually abused by Stella in their "relationship"

GREY'S ANATOMY

I think we all know this by now... Eyeliner.

Black sheep (canon?)

plays some sort of classical instrument idk (piano?)

PAINTS (happy little trees)

Big fan of Cruel Prince series yk

Big fan of fantasy in general

Nerds abt astronomy to Via

Adelle. No other words.

Wattpad user u can't convince me otherwise

Definitely neurodivergent

Millie:

Dyed Sallie Mae's hair when she transitioned, was a makeshift hairdresser for a little while (till Sal figured out how to do it herself)

Had a lot of pets as a child

Tries to stay in contact with all her siblings. Emphasis on tries.

Used to get homesick A LOT

Homeschooled

Ik it's a common one now, but babysat Loona while Blitz was in prison, leading to her and Moxxie meeting

THIS GURL CAN HANDLE HER DAMN DRINKS ‼️

Best homemade recipes by far

Has and will not hesitate to eat a bug once more

Very organized

Moxxie:

Likes to write

MUSICALS (canon) he loves phantom, les mis, and a gentleman's guide to love and murder (ahahhaem Bryce pinkham)

Has many hyperfixations! AUDHD

Loves kids, but gets overstimulated/overwhelmed when taking care of them

In severe need of validation due to trauma

Cat person

Out on a limb here but likes pottery

Bouncy leg stim yk

Panic! At the Disco led to his bi realization

Violinist just trust me

Loves mice for some odd reason

Gullible? Is that canon?

Can sketch pretty good!

Overwhelmed by loud noises and crowded spaces

Loona:

ACE SPECTRUM!!!!

Watches movies with blitz late at night as a tradition

Taught Blitz makeup tips for when he does his weird drag human disguise thing

follows 666 News on the hotel's strange journey

percussionistcore idk how else to say that

Knows EXACTLY how to deal with a hangover (ty blitz)

Social anxiety (might break this down in a seperate post cuz im in a ranty mood)

Has seen the show daria (or at least the hell version) (yall better kno wut im talking about)

Tries not to spend too much / is gentle with Blitz's bank account

Octavia:

Deep down, a sanrio girl is born

Nightcore bitches u already know

Very polarized when it comes to her relationship with stolas (canon?)

Has attempted to bring Stolas into her world - definitely shares her special interests with him, he tries his best to support

Plays at least ONE classical instrument bc she wanted to make Stolas proud :,) (never said she was good at it)

Very sheltered when it comes to Stolas and Stella's actual relationship toward each other

avid collector of taxidermy and other creepy things

She definitely knows those OG goth dances

Photography!!

Dr Martens do i have to say more

Hazbin Headcanons:

TW for Angel Dust and Niffty's (of all people), S.A. mentions.

Charlie:

YA sapphic romances!!!

Webtoon freak

Pinterest whore

Listens to Katy Perry + Hayley Kiyoko

Sanrio again!! Aggretsuko or Chococat r her favs

Can genuinely help people through tough times

Autism spectrum? a little out on a limb here, but she seems to have a hard time breaking down the psychology of sinning/sinners

Paints Vaggie's nails all the time

Vaggie was so her bi awakening; Seviathan and Vaggie were her only two relationships

CATS!!

LOVES Pixy Stix yk they're just straight up sugar

has a diary lol

ADHD

Vaggie:

feels so indebted to Charlie because of how much she took care of her after Falling

girl in red kind of sapphic

Struggles with self-worth

Definitely best exorcist girl on Adam's team

Lute was searching for a reason to get rid of her

brushes Charlie's hair idk

Candles. I don't know why

OPENS/CLOSES DOORS WITH THOSE HUGE ASS HIPS IDK ITS JUST RIGHT TO ME

Doesn't have the heart to tell Charlie when she's not fully correct on something

Origami

Wakes up at ungodly hours due to nightmares and anxiety, lock checks the hotel ALL THE TIME

honestly, tumblr user, silent reblogs

Alastor (sorry, most deal with his time alive):

Genuinely beginning to care for the hotel-- it scares him.

DADDY ISSUES + MOMMY ISSUES HE'S COLLECTED THEM ALL!!!!

Follow up: traumatic childhood

Mauled by dogs (is this still canon? Was this ever canon? DOES ANYBODY REMEMBER THAT???)

Knows the basics of technology, refuses to acknowledge it

Constantly playing jazz music from his radio in his room

Has a very vivid memory of his past, will not let himself forget it

Needs fucking glasses but that monocle don't do shit

Tea > coffee

Was convinced his asexuality was a flaw after being told so

Held onto Mimzy for the sake of nostalgia and memories of time alive

Insomniac

Nerd for jazz

Spoke some French as a child, though he isn't fluent

Husk's and Angel's get a bit detailed... I'm a slut for characters with such a vast possibility of headcanons

Husk (yeah I realize this won't make as much sense if you don't know all of his lore because of my obsession with him, I'll clarify what's already canon):

BLEEDS INTO ALASTOR, ALSO STRANGELY DETAILED: While alive, Husk played the saxophone professionally (canon). In his afterlife, as an overlord, he had one and continued to play bc us musicians r weird fucks who love to torture ourselves. Alastor knew he could play, and, being a jazz lover, LOVES that aspect of Husk. Just about the only thing he likes about him. Now, at the hotel, while he no longer plays, Alastor still brought his saxophone, which rots in Husk's closet.

Niffty's in his room ALL THE FUCKING TIME, it can't possibly get dirty

Doesn't make a mess to begin with--- husk hasn't personalized his room at all since he arrived, he doesn't know when Alastor will pull him out

Is used to that kind of travel anyways, since he did so much when he was alive (canon!!)

Never was that close to his parents-- they were busy with the (canon->) casino

Is (surprisingly) educated on LGBTQIA+ terms, labels, and knows about the most important landmark events in the community's history, he just prefers not to use labels for himself

Close to Niffty, has had conversations with her in Japanese (canonically speaks it) to prevent Alastor from understanding

Always wanted kids, knew he didn't have a stable enough life to have them and didn't want them to have a repeat of his own parents' absence in his childhood

MIXED RACE!! A bit of everything, I'd like to say

Had glasses when he was alive, where the fuck did they go in the afterlife

ACE SPECTRUM (previous post)!!! Demisexual & demiromantic (can u tell I'm projecting a lil???)

Hates KeeKee

Hates large crowds + loud noises, idk it speaks to me, especially with those big ass ears

I don't fully lean towards him being neurodivergent, though I do believe that Husk likes to have something to do with his hands as a form of stimming, if that makes sense

Alone most of his life

(TW, S.A.) Angel Dust (a lot of when he was alive):

Lived with Molly while alive

Was disowned when he got the courage to come out to his dad, fell out of the mafia and had to make a living for the first time ever

Wanted to be an actor, never got casted (while alive) due to being queer

Valentino romanticized his career, making him believe that he wouldn't always be the actor that he is

Career was also romanticized by the fact that he was finally accepted as gay

Performed in drag at gay bars

Borrowed dresses, makeup, other "feminine" things/accesories from Molly, who had a similar style

Isn't as up-to-date with technology and modern things as he seems to be

Tries to cover up both (slight) italian and New York(er?) accent, fails miserably

Had fish while alive (canonically loves fish lol)

Brother + father didn't attend his funeral

Met Cherri very close to when she arrived in Hell

learns more about media and pop culture from Cherri

Originally was in something like a relationship with Val, but it was more of S.A. than consenting sex after a while. When he began to disagree, this showed more prominently.

I don't have anything for Niffty except for one thing, so trigger warning once more. I believe that Niffty came from an immigrant family from Japan—half white. In the 50s, housewives got a bit stir-crazy from all the work they did, leading to hysteria, anxiety, depression, and other issues. In some situation where leaving the house was necessary, I believe one or multiple guys, possibly older, attempted to sexually assault Niffty. Asian girls, such as myself, that look like that "stereotypical" East Asian, young, small, etc., are fetishized. Niffty must've been little, judging by her form, and she was also an immigrant, and also a WOMAN—seen as lesser. In self-defense, she killed him (or all of them? I'm leaning toward it being multiple), having had enough. She was soon diagnosed with the housewife syndrome and lobotomized, meaning they gave her SEVERE brain damage, hence her twisted mind in the afterlife.

Overall, Niffty is a character that we don't know much about yet. Of course I'll write my own story over that. Playing with fandoms is just what I do. :) While I do genuinely believe the part about her being lobotomized will become canon, the rest is, again, just something that's been brewing in my head for a while. Maybe I'll incorporate it in my own writing, who knows?

I wanna see other headcanons in the reblogs and replies :D If this does well, I always have more!

[cloverofhope]

I’m asking, tell us abt ur au pls

Ohohohoh gladly

putting a keep reading thing here bc this is gonna be a longish post lol

Quick backstory

Okay, so a little backstory of the au itself. It was originally a roleplay plot that I made to cheer a friend up bc he was upset about something in another roleplay chat, but the plot then was very different to what it is now. Haive didn't exist at the time, nor did most of the characters that are going to be from Haive (aka Berks equivalent.) It was originally called "The Flipped Universe" or at least that was the second version of the plot was. I genuinely cannot remember what the original version was called anymore.

An argument happend and the second version was effectively dropped before we went onto the third version which was effectively the same plot except we switched who played hiccup and boy oh boy are they a good runaway!hiccup player. Most of the times we started the roleplay it, it took place after httyd2 so I'm writing what would've happened from httyd on.

Characters that are important right noW

Clover- she's the main character in this story. She's effectively the Hiccup of Haive. She's a little bit shorter than Hiccup and doesn't grow much past her height in this part of the story. Clover has red hair that goes to about her upper back when she lets it down, and emerald green eyes that could pierce into your soul if she's pissed off. She's pretty artistic, spending any free time she can find drawing something if she's not already focused on something else. She's got a heart of gold and stubbornness to go with it. She's fairly inventive, and she has a lot of spontaneous ideas that do work a fair amount of time

Iris- She's the light fury in the cove. She lost her right tailfin. She's mostly white with spots along her back and head that are grayish purple, but they look more gray than purple. Her ears have pastel blue spots along the top. She doesn't trust easily but once you've earned her trust, there's almost nothing she won't do. She's not the most playful or chatty at first but after she meets Clover and some of the other dragons she really opens up her shell

Rollo- She's the dragon rider that Clover convinced to help. After being raised by dragons, she DOES understand Dragonese and will eventually teach most of the others in the group, one of them being too stubborn to learn. She's the most ruthless of the group in this and sometimes has to be physically held back so she doesn't hurt someone who doesn't need to be hurt. Rollo doesn't understand some traditions at first, and Clover isn't the best at explaining why things are done the way that they are. She's got black hair that's been dyed with flowers that primarily grow on Haive and on islands near it, especially at the nest Rollo grew up on. She's a little bit taller than Clover

Rou- He's the most playful and silly woolly howl anyone could meet. He loves to sing songs for those he loves and is fiercely protective of his family. He's got blue scales and his 'fluff' is a milk chocolately brown. (I'm pretty sure- Its been so long since I've seen his ref sheet lol). Him and Rollo are effectively siblings after being raised together.

Wilder- Clover's younger brother. He's about five years younger. He's a clever little guy who wants to be just like his sister when he grows up. (Or at least he will eventually lol). He's got red hair and freckles galore. He cares a lot, sometimes too much.

mm i think thats all the characters imma do for now- at least in this post- I don't need it being 5000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 characters long lol

The 'What Ifs' that this AU is based off of that don't really spoil anything

What if Toothless was a light fury instead?

What if Dragonese existed in the movie universe?

What if Hiccup and Toothless ran away before Astrid ever found out?

What if httyd was more gay?

What if hiccup had help while training toothless?

As I'm thinking- I'm realizing that most of the other 'what ifs' spoil a lot- so that's all ya get for now

Headcanons! These won't spoil much- right?

Furies bond with other species by mimicking behaviors

Light furies are great swimmers

Dragons have a whole ass culture, some things can vary from nest to nest, but most things are pretty similar

not exactly sure how to explain this one, but an alpha's command isn't like spoken words- its more a sense only a dragon can feel, and isn't something humans can possibly learn

fury eggs don't explode- nor do woolly howl eggs-

hmmm not sure what else i can add that doesn't spoil a whole lot- so enjoy this!

[rottenpumpkin13]

I adore my CC bois (AGSCZ) but they need to adopt a girl into the squad at SOME point and I know just who.

So. Ahem.

Zack brings Aerith over to meet his bros. (Just pretend Sephiroth didn’t meet her as a kid lol).

How are they all getting along with her? Do she and Angeal nerd out over plants? Does she causes chaos with Gen? Does she bond with Seph over Hojo trauma? Does she get Cloud to come out of his shell a bit? I am dying to know!

Zack falls into the habit of sneaking Aerith into the building to hang out with him and the guys. Highlights of this newfound friendship between the First and Cloud with Aerith include:

• Aerith giving Angeal a bunch of plant care tips and exchanging plant cuttings. They bond over Zack and love to join forces to pick on him. Angeal is also acquainted with people in the slums, so they have lots to talk about.

• Late night talks between Aerith and Sephiroth, spanning everything from growing up in the lab, Hojo, losing their mothers, and the expectations Shinra holds over them. Sephiroth feels relieved that there's finally someone who understands him, and approaches all of his vents without any judgement whatsoever. And yeah....maybe they start a plot to kill Hojo.

• Genesis finally gets a girl bestie to share his makeup and fashion interests with. Although Aerith is less interested in girly things, he quickly persuades her to be his practice dummy and loves to play with her hair. You can find them with their arms linked, off causing trouble somewhere.

• Aerith and Cloud become fast friends with their complimentary personalities. They both grew up very lonely, and understand what that's like. Aerith is his support system through and through. She goes out of her way to make him feel included and heard, when oftentimes the others simply brush off his shyness as him being closed-off.

[littlemessyjessi]

"Treasure of the Wild": Chapter 1: An Unexpected Hostess: Thorin Oakenshield Story

"Treasure of the Wild" 

A Thorin Oakenshield Story 

Warnings:  This is middle earth and by that statement there will be unease and pain and loss and all sorts of unpleasant things.  In this chapter, there are mentions of loss of home and hardship.  Bilbo is admittedly being a bit of a nag in this chapter though he means well, lol. 

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The morning light streamed through the window, warming the skin of a woman still cozied up in her bed. 

The afghan tucked under her chin was the color of lavender that grew wild in the meadows. 

What was once vibrant had faded with age. 

Dyed by Belladonna Took many years ago after a rather plentiful blueberry harvest. 

When Fawn had been barely ten, a cherry tree had fallen after a great storm. 

She'd ended up crying over it, so deeply disturbed that something so old and sturdy could just be uprooted in a moment's time. 

Belladonna had collected some of the root and pressed it into the young girl's hands, "Here, sweet girl.   Keep it safe in your trunk at home.  One day we'll use it." 

"Can we help him find his way back?" she had asked, hope shining in her eyes. 

Belladonna had tilted her head at the child. 

She had always spoken about plants as if they were people- like she'd known them her whole life. 

Of course, the woman was not unwise to the Ents of forests far away… but she'd never known the cherry tree in Widow Briarbristle's backyard to be one. 

"No, my little doe.  This tree's time has come and gone.  However, we can help it live on." Belladonna had said, resting a hand on the dark haired girl's head.  

"How?" she questioned. 

"Well." Belladonna said, placing her hands on her hips with a definitive nod, "We'll make a blanket.  And we'll use the root to dye the wool. You'll see.   We'll wait for a blueberry harvest.  A good one.  And then we'll use them both.  It'll be beautiful.  A nice rich shade, you'll see." 

Belladonna had been right, of course, but in reality she would've said anything in that moment to comfort the distraught girl. 

Fawn Baggins, now a woman in her thirties, held just a bit tighter to the memory of her mother. 

Or rather a dream. 

She kept her eyes closed, the blanket pulled up to her nose and it was almost like the sun itself stroked over her cheek reminding her of how Belladonna used to do the same. 

"Fawn!" 

However, the moment didn't last as Bilbo's voice cut through the quiet of morning. 

"Fawn!" 

"I'm awake, Bilbo!" she called back, scrubbing a hand over her face. 

"Well, put a little haste in your step, would you?" he teased.  "Breakfast is ready and I need you to run some errands." 

Fawn rolled her eyes at her brother before clambering out of bed. 

He was always setting her to task as a very thinly veiled attempt at keeping her out of trouble. 

When Bungo, their father, had passed Bilbo stepped forward quite a bit to help and when Belladonna followed only a few short years ago, well…

It would seem that Bilbo Baggins was quite the magician. 

For he'd managed to transform into the biggest Mother Hen this side of The Shire. 

Fawn knew he meant well though. 

They were all the other had left. 

Sure there were distant relations- cousins and such. 

But it wasn't the same. 

Both Bungo and Belladonna had passed early by hobbits standards and it had rattled them both a bit. 

Fawn had just finished tying a band around her head to keep her long hair from her eyes when Bilbo all but burst through the door. 

Hands on his hips. large foot tapping impatiently on the floor, a pointed look in his eyes under a set of brows that told her he was nothing short of unimpressed with her dawdling.  

He looked every bit the picture of his mother in that moment and it actually made the woman smile. 

"I was coming." she said with a laugh, squeezing past him and heading towards the kitchen. 

"After you've all but slept the morning away." he chided.  "It's nearly time for second breakfast already." 

"Bilbo." she laughed, settling at the table and slicing the figs to go in their morning oats. "It's only ten past seven.  You act as if it's noon." 

He harrumphed and chuffed in indignation but settled down at the table all the same. 

"Now, what are these 'errands' you have for me today?"  she asked, accepting the tea he offered her. 

"I need you to go over to Farmer Dundledricks." he said.  "I've purchased some of those apples you like so much." 

A small smile curled his mouth as he watched her eyes light up. 

Fawn did love her apples. 

"And whilst you're there have a look at the cheese he has.  I'm in the mood for something sharp and maybe sometime in the next few days you can make that delightful little dish you made last autumn.  What did you call it?" he said. 

She chuckled, "I hadn't really called it anything yet.  I was really just trying to use up a few odds and ends that we had lingering in the larder." 

"Well, in any case, it was wonderful and I'd like to have it again.  If you don't mind, that is." he said. 

"Of course not." 

They spoke the words out of politeness, as any respectable hobbit does. 

Regardless of the fact that it was neither needed nor the fact that Fawn was very obviously not a hobbit at all.  

They'd finished their breakfast soon enough and washed the dishes, the pair of them doing so without speaking at all. 

Though, there was no awkwardness. 

They'd simply been in each other's presence for so long now that they moved in harmony almost like a dance. 

Soon enough, Fawn was out the door, a basket for second breakfast, elevensies, luncheon at Bilbo's insistence. 

"Is this really needed?" she asked. 

The look he gave her was withering and it was at these times if Fawn wondered if he forgot she wasn't a hobbit at all. 

Despite the fact that she was at least two and a half heads taller than he…if not a bit more. 

"Well, I haven't packed you for afternoon tea." he said, a bit of attitude bleeding into his words. "And I highly doubt, with the way you like to socialize, that you'll be back for it." 

"Well, not all of us like to hole up like a little crab in their sand dunes, brother." she teased him. 

He narrowed his eyes, "Well, get on about it.  I'll need you back to help with dinner." 

"More and more like him every day." Fawn giggled. 

"I beg your pardon." he asked, head quirking to the side and brows furrowing. 

"Father." she laughed. "You are rapidly becoming Bungo Baggins made over!" 

At that Bilbo's pipe twitched in his mouth and he straightened his waistcoat, "I should hope so.  One of us needs to be respectable around here." 

Fawn's eyes turned to the sky, exasperation and amusement coloring her features. 

"I shall return to help you with dinner, brother." she said before turning and making her way down the winding path towards Farmer Dundledrick's. 

"And there are extra biscuits in a tin!" he called after her.  "In case you're still hungry before you get back!" 

She laughed though in reality she was grateful. 

A hobbit she was not. 

But she'd raised by three and heavily influenced by the one still residing at Bag End… which meant that Fawn, in fact, did have quite the appetite. 

Bilbo knew this, of course.   

As it was, it turned out to be a lovely day all together.  

Fawn, aware of the time of the year, had chosen to take a shortcut by the stream where she picked mushrooms and the wild flowers that grew there.   

A thatch of sunflowers as well which she found odd for April but picked some none of the less. 

Bilbo was particularly fond of roasted sunflower seeds. 

Her simple errand had produced some fruitful foraging and a nice little visit with the farmer.  

Old Man Dundledrick had been a bit lonely since the recent passing of his wife, Azalea. 

He'd always been a kind hobbit, coming round to check on the pair of them after Bungo's passing and again when Belladonna followed. 

And so the Baggins siblings made it a point to check in on him at least once a week.  

He'd been quite appreciative for the jams and jellies she'd brought along as well. 

She was late getting back, of course, and darkness had already settled in the Shire. 

About half down the path back, she had been very grateful for Bilbo's overpacking. 

Fawn laughed softly, fully expecting to hear a heavy admonishing from Bilbo for losing his jars and her tardiness. 

Though, she knew he'd simmer down when she told him where they were. 

Only a few lanterns were lit amongst the homes. 

The sky was an inky indigo sort of blue around her, reminding her a friend from the past.  

A little raven had visited the Shire, a broken wing as a result of a run in with a rather tempermental neighbor. 

Fawn had rushed to save the little thing and nursed it back to health. 

She'd called it Sapphire for the blue cast of it's ebony feathers. 

Then one day, it simply flew away and she hadn't seen it since. 

She shook her head, clearing the thoughts from her mind  before the sadness could linger and instead looked ahead to Bag End. 

She figured Bilbo would be sat in his armchair, a candle beside him, an expression of utmost contempt on his features as he waited like a mother to catch her child sneaking in after a run off with a lover. 

To her surprise, when she entered the home he was instead sat at the table. 

Fish on the table and a cold shoulder at the ready. 

"You are late." he said, cutting his eyes at her.  "I told you-" 

"Yes, I know but I got caught up.  Look what I've brought." she said settling the basket down on the table. 

Bilbo set about rummaging through the basket. 

Gleeful of her finds though not missing the opportunity to scold her for taking her time. 

She informed him of her chat with the farmer and the two of them sat down for supper. 

A pleased smile tugged at Bilbo's face as he took great care to sprinkle it with salt and fresh lemon juice when the door chimed. 

Bilbo's eyes stared towards the entry for a moment before he leveled Fawn with a stare, "Is this your doing?" 

She shrugged, "I haven't a thing to do with it." 

The hobbit was huffy about his supper being interrupted but stood to answer the door anyway. 

Fawn waited at the table when she heard a deep and gruff voice. 

"Dwalin.  At your service." 

A beat of silence followed by Bilbo's confused if not forcibly polite, "Ah, Bilbo Baggins.  At Yours. Do we know each other?" 

"No." 

Fawn almost laughed at the tone of the voice. 

The heavy footsteps thudded against the floors of Bag End. 

"Which way, laddie? Is it down here?"  the accented voice asked.

Fawn could hear the pure confusion in her brother's voice, "Is what down here?" 

"Supper.  He said there'd be food.  And lots of it." he answered. 

"He, He said?  Who said?" 

Fawn, having had more curiosity than she could stand, abandoned her seat to seek out the guest. 

He rounded the corner at the same time as she, causing Fawn to slam into a very firm chest and wobble on her feet.  

His hands reached to steady her, "Oh, I'm sorry, lass.  You alright there?" 

She laughed and took in the sight of his massive forearms and tattoos, "Yes, yes.  I'm fine." 

He released his hold on her, "My apologies, Miss."  

And then to Bilbo, "And to you, Mr. Baggins. I did not mean to offer any offense to your wife.  I only meant to steady her." 

Bilbo's brows shot up and Fawn laughed again. 

"No offense taken." she said.  "I appreciate the interception.  I'd rather not take a tumble. The last time I did, I ended up smacking my head on the wall sconce.   And Bilbo isn't my husband.  He's my brother." 

"Ah." he said and gave her a bow.  "Dwalin.  At your service." 

"Fawn Baggins.  At yours." she said in return.  "Please, come and sit down.  Have some supper." 

Dwalin smiled at the woman, eyes soft for her sweet nature while Bilbo's looked as if they might pop from his very head. 

She encouraged the burly dwarrowman into a chair, "Please, tuck in!" 

He didn't need to be told twice and Bilbo sat in somewhat of a daze as she flitted around, producing more ale and even a bottle of wine. 

"Here." she said, "Now this is my violet wine.  I'm not sure if you've ever tried it but I grow the violets myself and it pairs beautifully with fish." 

Dwalin, it would seem, would try whatever she placed before him. 

The woman was enchanting, a bit childlike in her joy of company.  

She sat at the table, making small talk with him and filling the silence with chatter but he didn't mind. 

It was better than the awkward silence of her hobbit brother who seemed completely put out.  

"Very good, this.  Any more?" he complimented.  

Nothing was said as Bilbo stared. 

"Bilbo." Fawn pressed, nodding towards the buns and giving her brother a pointed look. 

"What? O-oh, yes, yes." he said, handing the bowl over, though not without knicking one for himself. "Help yourself." 

And Dwalin did. 

"It's just that, um, I wasn't expecting company." Bilbo said. 

Fawn's brows furrowed, "Bilbo." 

Dwalin could tell there was an argument brewing but the door chimed again, cutting it short. 

"That'll be the door." he said, looking at Bilbo who only stared. 

"Bilbo." Fawn pressed.  "The door." 

While her brother left the room, Fawn turned back to the guest. 

"Do you like seed cakes?" she asked. "I'd love to get your opinion on a new recipe I'm working on." 

He gave her a grin, "Lassie, I'll try anything you set in front of me." 

She grinned, bright and excited, at him and placed one down. 

One turned to two and two to three and before she knew it, he had his hand in the glass jar hunting for more. 

"I'll take that as a good sign then?" she asked hopefully. 

"Aye, a great one." he said. 

"Oh!" sounded another voice breaking into a chortle. 

The two of them turned to the door where another visitor was entering. 

With white hair and white beard that flicked at the end. 

"Ah, evening brother." said the newcomer with a bit of a bounce in his step. 

Fawn watched as Dwalin's eyes twinkled, a little chuckle escaping him. 

Clearly, these two knew each other very well. 

"By my beard." Dwalin said, a tease in his tone as he set down the jar. "You're shorter and wider than last we met." 

"Wider. Not shorter. Sharp enough for both of us." he said, with a mischievous wink. 

The two shared a laugh before embracing one another's shoulders… and promptly headbutting. 

Bilbo balked while Fawn couldn't contain the giggle. 

"Ah, excuse me.  Hate to interrupt.  But the thing is- I'm not entirely sure you're in the right house." Bilbo began. 

"Balin, meet Miss Fawn." Dwalin said, interrupting him. 

"My apologies, m'lady." Balin said, looking up at her. "Balin." 

She gave him a little courtesy, "Lovely to meet you, Master Balin.  Please, come.  Let me get you some ale." 

Bilbo, flabbergasted with his sister, as she led them both to the larder, followed.  

"Have you eaten?" Dwalin asked him. 

"Oh, yes, Master Balin. Please let me get you something to eat and a place to sit.  I'll be just a moment." Fawn said, darting off to prepare another setting. 

The two brothers pittered around the pantry as Bilbo spoke, "It's not that I don't like visitors. I like visitors as much as the next… hobbit.  But I do like to know them before they come… visiting." 

Though neither brother seemed to pay him any mind. 

"The thing is… the thing is…I don't know either of you." He said watching as a piece of blue cheese came hurling out.  "Not in the slightest.   I don't mean to be blunt but I, uh, I  had to speak my mind.  I'm sorry." 

The pair of them halted, turning to look at the hobbit in question before Balin smiled, "Apology accepted." 

"Oh." Bilbo said, seemingly more confused now than ever. Fawn reappeared at his side, "Master Dwalin, Master Balin, please come and sit down.  I'll bring you something else to eat." 

The two of them followed after her. 

"Tell me Master Balin, do you like seed cakes?" she asked.  "I had Master Dwalin try my new recipe and he seemed to like them." 

"Sounds wonderful, dearie." Balin smiled. 

Fawn practically glowed with happiness as she guided them towards more food. 

Bilbo's face aghast when the door chimed yet again to reveal, of course, more dwarves. 

This time a younger pair. 

One with golden hair and the other with that of darkest ebony. 

"Fili" said the blonde. 

"And Kili." the brunette. 

"At your service." they chorused together with a deep bow. 

"You must be Mister Boggins!" said Kili with a happy grin. 

"Nope!" chirped Bilbo, "You can't come in.  You've come to the wrong house." 

He rushed to close the door though he was stopped. 

"Has it been canceled?" Kili asked, shock and disbelief in his dark eyes. 

"No one told us." said Fili, suspicion and disbelief coloring his.  

"Canc- No, nothing's been canceled." Bilbo said in exasperation. 

"That's a relief!" breathed the brunette and the pair of them made their way inside.  

The hobbit opened his mouth again to protest. 

"Bilbo!" Fawn gasped, rounding the corner, leveling her brother with a disappointed look before she turned to the newcomers.  "Hello, there.  Do come and make yourselves at home." 

Fili turned to use Bilbo as his personal assistant …or a coat rack while Kili stared at Fawn. 

"Mr. Boggins!" he cheered. "I had no idea you had such a lovely wife!" 

Fawn laughed softly, "Not his wife but rather his sister.  Come, warm your bones and fill your bellies, the pair of you.   Master Dwalin and Master Balin are just this way." 

She ushered them towards the other room but not without throwing her brother a very annoyed look… who returned it with one of his own. 

Though it only lasted for a moment before one of pure irritation settled on his features… when the door chimed again. 

He set about having a right fit but the door opened nonetheless, sending a whole herd of dwarves tumbling in. 

And behind them stooped none other than Gandalf the wizard. 

"Gandalf." Bilbo breathed… suddenly very much aware now as to why his home was full of dwarves. 

Followed by the absolute dread that followed when he realized that he would have to explain that Gandalf had visited the day before… and Bilbo had not bothered to tell Fawn. 

She was going to have a fit and he would be the unfortunate recipient of her upset. 

However, his inevitable tongue lashing was delayed as the house was alive with hustle and bustle of the guests. 

Fawn seemed to sparkle as they moved around her. 

This way and that, setting up a meal and moving furniture. 

Bilbo was beside himself with exasperation. 

"Miss Fawn?" 

She turned to a young dwarrowman whom she learned was called Ori, "Yes?" 

"Where would I find the forks?" he asked. 

"Oh, just this way, darling." she said, tugging him along. 

She found her mother's prized gravy bowl in the process, tears building in her eyes. 

Belladonna would've loved this. 

Visitors and parties, the home alive again. 

"Miss Fawn?" Ori asked. 

She laughed, wiping a small tear, "Oh, I'm alright." 

"Miss Fawn, has something happened? Have we done something to offend?" 

It was Fili that came forward, followed by his brother. 

"We did not mean to.  We promise we'll set it right." Kili said. 

"Oh, no, no.  Not at all." she said. "I was just thinking of my mother.  She would've loved you all coming round to visit.  She was quite the life of the party, you see.  And she never met a stranger in her life.  Just friends she didn't know yet." 

The dwarrowmen smiled though concern still lingered in their eyes. 

"Come now, the lot of you.  Will one of you help me set the table?" she said, brushing the sadness from her voice. "And Fili, Kili.  Strapping young lads.  Let's go and get a barrel of ale from the cellar please.  I'll show you where it is." 

Ori took the settings from her, "Let me, Miss.  It would be my honor." 

She patted his cheek fondly, "Alright, love." 

He flushed and wandered off towards the dining room as she turned to the brothers. 

"Alright, you two follow me." she said leading them down to the cellar and settling on a nice ale. "Now it's a bit heavy and awkward to get up the stairs but I think between the three of us it actually should be no trouble at all."  

The two of them laughed and Fili simply scooped it up onto his shoulder. 

Fawn blinked in shock, "Well, that isn't something you see every day.  Really, Fili.   I can help you.  It's no trouble. Please, don't hurt your back." 

The pair of them laughed.

 "Miss Fawn, we dwarves are strong stock.   This is nothing." said Kili moving up the stairs to hold the door open.

"'Sides we wouldn't let you carry it anyway." said Fili following his brother. 

Fawn frowned, feeling quite cross in that moment, "Excuse me?" 

They turned to look at her and Kili's eyes grew as he spoke, "Oh, not to say that you couldn't." 

"Just that you shouldn't." said Fili. 

Her brows rose further, "Come again?" 

The pair of them recognized the look of an angered female and the panic built between them. 

"I'll have you know that I'm the one that put this all down here AND the one who brings it up." she snipped. 

The dwarves looked positively upset, "Master Baggins, allows you to do that?!" 

Kili sounded scandalized. 

"Master Baggins doesn't allow anything! I am more than capable of my own decisions." 

Fawn was growing angrier by the second. 

Kili glanced at his brother, confusion coating his features, "Well, of course, you're capable.  But… you shouldn't have to. It's the job of the…"

However, the look of complete and total indignation on her features told Fili that this was a cultural difference. 

"We are sorry, Miss Fawn.  We meant no offense.  In dwarven culture, we cherish our females as there are so few.   Of course you can do absolutely anything you wish.  That was not the point.  Females are a rarity among our kind and so with each of them, they are held in the highest of regards.  We apologize for this misunderstanding and do hope you forgive us."  Fili spoke like a true prince. 

Fawn deflated, "Oh, it's alright, boys.  I'm sorry for losing my temper.  I, as you may have guessed,  am a little sensitive at times.  While raised by hobbits, I am clearly not one.  I am of the race of men.  I've been fortunate to have the life I have here in Bag End… but in my youth I've had some experiences.   Women aren't usually treated so kindly… and certainly not with the respect that dwarrowmen seem to have for them.  I apologize for my outburst." 

They smiled at her, hearts warming a little at her use of the term 'dwarrowmen'. 

It was, in fact, the most polite and correct term… but rarely used anymore. 

"No need, Miss Fawn." Kili said, dark eyes blinking at her.  "Now, where shall we put this?" 

Fawn smiled, "Up the stairs and just outside the dining room will be fine." 

They had just cleared the stairs when she spotted a gray robe and heard a familiar voice ticking off names. 

"Gandalf!" she smiled rushing forward to envelope him in a hug. 

"Oh, Fawn!" he laughed, "I had wondered where you'd gotten to." 

"Just in the cellar.  Fili and Kili are bringing up some ale." she said eyeing her brother who was chittering on about some tea cups. "I had no idea you were part of this merry gathering. Though I can't say I'm surprised." 

"Bilbo didn't tell you?" he questioned, eyes twinkling knowingly.  "I was here just yesterday."

Fawn's jaw ticked in irritation, those fluffy cheeks of hers becoming rosy with anger. 

Her eyes narrowed in on her brother who seemed to freeze all together, "No, he did not." 

She took a breath before smiling at Gandalf, "Well, in any case, I'm glad you're here.  It is so good to see you.  It's been ages.  Far too long, my friend!" 

"Far too long, indeed." he said, patting her head that rested on his shoulder.  "Now, if you don't mind, I believe I need to keep counting." 

He recounted the names and after a short conversation with Bifur said, "It seems we are one dwarf short." 

"He is late is all." said Dwalin from his spot.  "He travelled north for a meeting of our kin.  He will come." 

"Another guest?" Fawn asked, an excited sparkle in her eyes.  

"Aye, lass." Dwalin said in amusement. 

"Wonderful!" she said with a clap of her hands.  "Oh, we'll need another chair, I think!" 

And she was off in a dash. 

In no time, the lot of them were crowded around the table, thoroughly enjoying the meal. 

Sounds of merriment and laughter filled the air.

The very essence of it chased away the loneliness that sometimes lingered in the air. 

Fawn couldn't have been happier if she tried. 

And Bilbo couldn't have been more annoyed at the state of his larder. 

"Fili, here. Please pass around some more ale." she said handing over some more mugs to the blond who climbed the table to distribute them.  

It all resulted in the chugging of it and a chorus of resounding belches. 

Disgusting Bilbo and dissolving Fawn into a fit of giggles. 

Though the hobbit had had far enough of this, as proven by the argument he was having with Gandalf. 

"Oh, Bilbo, please." Fawn pleaded with her brother.  

"Please, what, Fawn?!" he said. "We do not know these people!" 

"But we could GET to know them." she said, looking down at him. 

He blew a harsh breath out of his nose, "Fawn.." 

"Bilbo, please." she pleaded, tugging on his heart strings. "It's just so nice to have life breathed back into the home." 

Bilbo deflated only a little and opened his mouth to speak, "Fawn, I know it's been a bit lonely since mother and father but-" 

"Excuse me?" 

The pair of them turned to Ori, "I'm sorry to interrupt but what should I do with my plate?" 

Fawn gave him a smile, "Oh, darling, I'll take it. 

"Here, Ori, give it to me." said Fili stepping up to intercept it. 

"Honestly, it's alright." she said. 

Fili gave her a smile and a wink, "It's our way, Miss Fawn.  Let's us handle it and rest yourself. You've welcome us into your home so graciously." 

She titled her head, a soft smile upon her face, "Alright, thank you." 

He simply tossed it behind him towards Kili who popped out of kitchen to catch it.

Fawn gasped and then again when Dwalin reached forward to pull her back out of the way, "Back here. Enjoy the show from a safe distance, lass." 

Her eyes lit up as the dishes flew through the air and back again, a song reverberating the very walls of Bag End. 

The merriment only halting at the sound of three solid knocks at the door. 

It was Gandalf that answered, pulling the masses of them through to crowd around the entrace. 

"Gandalf." the stranger acknowledged stepping inside.  "I thought you said this place would be easy to find.  I lost my way.  Twice.  Wouldn't have find it at all if it were not for the mark on the door."

Which of course sent Bilbo into a tizzy about the door that he'd meticulously painted just last week. 

"Welcome." Fawn stepped forward.  "Please, let me take your coat and come have some supper. We've saved you some." 

His eyes, like bright sapphires, looked up at her, halting him in his place. 

His gaze softened momentarily at the sight of her. 

Something she was beginning to realize happened with all of them. 

She wondered if it had anything to do with what Fili and Kili had told her about females down in the cellar. 

"Fawn Baggins." she smiled. "At your service." 

Thorin opened his mouth to return the gesture but Gandalf cut him off. 

"Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce you to the leader of our company." said the wizard drawing his attention away.  "Thorin Oakenshield." 

Thorin stared down Bilbo and then glancing at Fawn who moved to hang up his coat, her fingers ghosting over the soft fur there. 

Baggins. 

He deduced that the two of them were married. 

Fawn, unawares to the shared looks of the company, as she was too busy admiring the fur of Thorin's coat. 

Oh, how she did love fur.

She briefly thought of the dwarrowdamn who'd bought a thatch of it from many moons ago and a smile tugged at her lips. 

"So." said Thorin, crossing his arms over his chest and circling Bilbo not unlike a wolf stalking a bunny.  "Tell me, Mr. Baggins.  Have you done much fighting? Axe or sword? What is your weapon on choice?" 

"Well, I do have some skill at conkers if you must know but I fail to see… why that's relevant." Bilbo responded. 

"Thought as much." Thorin said, eyeing him and speaking to the company over his shoulder.  "He looks more like a grocer than a burglar." 

Anger rose in Fawn, fluffy cheeks flaring in protectiveness. 

"Now, you hold on just a minute." she snapped, surging forward and cutting him off. 

Thorin's brows lifted and his eyes widened having not expected her to move so quickly… or to confront him for that matter.  

"You listen here, you listen now and you listen well, Master Oakenshield." she said all but looming over him with a stern expression.  "You are a guest in the house and you would do well to behave like it.   If you can be civilized and polite you are welcome to come warm your bones and enjoy supper.  However, if you insult Bilbo once more, you can just take your uppity attitude and your sparkly eyes right back outside and eat your supper in the dark." 

Thorin blinked, unsure how to respond as she had just scolded and complimented him at the same time. 

He bowed his head, "My apologies, Missus Baggins. You have my deepest regrets." 

"Good." she said, with a firm nod.  "And it's Miss Baggins, thank you very much.  Preferably just Fawn. Missus Baggins was our mother, Belladonna Took wed to our father, Bungo Baggins."  

Thorin, much to the amusement of everyone else involved, kept his head slightly bowed but nodded. 

Fili and Kili nearly beside themselves as they watched their uncle, the 'great and mightly Thorin Oakenshield' be humbled so ruthlessly by a woman who moments ago was petting his fur coat as if it were a bunny.  

"Now, then." she said, smoothing a hand over her skirt. "Come and have some supper.  Maybe that will sort out your clearly irritable attitude." 

Gandalf slightly choked on the smoke of his pipeweed but the lot of them decided to file in anyway amusement barely concealed on their faces and Fawn pointedly directed him where she wanted him to sit at the head of the table. 

Thorin, wisely, chose not to comment and instead settled before her.

She turned to fetch his supper but was beaten to it by his nephews. 

"He is my guest." she told them. 

"Ah, but Miss Fawn." Fili winked. "He's our uncle." 

"But it's my home." she countered.

"To which you have so graciously opened." Kili said. "And as your guests, it would give us great pleasure to assist you.  What is the hospitable thing to do, Miss Fawn? Deny your guests such a simple request?" 

Kili's eyes twinkled and she just sighed quickly realizing that this was a battle that she hadn't the energy to even attempt. 

Bofur pulled a chair up beside him right between himself and Thorin and offered her a kind smile. 

Every ounce of her hospitable hobbit upbringing was telling her to go and prepare room for her guests to stay the night however, at the twinkle of Bofur's eyes she simply took the seat. 

The excitement of the evening began to wear her down and she simply sat back to listen to their conversation. 

Soon the the purpose of their visit became apparent as a quest was brought to the table. 

"You're… going on a quest?" Bilbo asked from his spot. 

"Bilbo, my dear fellow." said Gandalf.  "Perhaps a little more light." 

Fawn began to rise to her feet but Bilbo waved her off and she chose to settle down as Gandalf spread a map across the table. 

"The Lonely Mountain." said Bilbo. 

Fawn drew closer a bit to Thorin so that she could read it. 

He tensed. 

And she noticed. 

Blue eyes caught amber for a moment before they both looked away. 

"Aye, Oin has read the portents and the portents say that it is time." 

"Ravens have been seen flying back to the mountain as it was foretold. When the birds of yore return to Erebore the reign of the beast will end." 

Fawn's eyes snapped up to her brother's, a glimmer of hope shining in them. 

"Sapphire?" she mouthed drawing Thorin's attention to her and then her brother who gave her a look of sympathy. 

He wanted to ask but knew it was not the time. 

"What beast?" asked Bilbo. 

"Well that would be a reference to Smaug the Terrible." said Bofur.  "Chiefest and greatest calamity of our age. Airborne fire breather.  Teeth like razors.  Claws like meat hooks. Extremely fond of precious metal." 

"Yes, I know what a dragon is." Bilbo cut him off irritably which then prompted Ori to shoot up and proclaim he'd shove a sword up the dragon's hind quarters. 

It only resulted in him being tugged back down to his seat. 

This of course drew a comment from Balin which then caused the lot of them to erupt into a upset at the possibility of insult to their intelligence. 

"We may be few in number. " Fili said thudding his fist on the table.  "But we're fighters.  All of us.  To the last dwarf." 

"And you forget we have a wizard in our company." Kili said.  "Gandalf will have killed hundreds of dragons in his time." 

Which… of course… led to another squabble demanding to know the numbers. 

It was all beginning to give Fawn a headache and Thorin noticed as she massaged her temples. 

He was sure that his roar of a yell did nothing to help her blossoming headache but at least it had quieted them and drew their attention back to where it was needed.  

"If we have read these signs do you not think others will have read them too?" he said.  "Rumors have begun to spread.  The dragon, Smaug, has not been seen for sixty years. Eyes look east to the mountain assessing.  Wondering. Weighing the risk.  Perhaps the vast wealth of our people now lies unprotected.  Do we sit back while other claim what is rightfully ours or do we sieze this chance to take back Erebor!" 

He followed with a few phrases spoke in his native language, his dark braids swinging forward. 

Fawn found herself staring at him and understanding without fail how he was the leader. 

There was a strength and charisma to him that she found even he were not born to royalty… others would still follow him.

Thorin caught her gaze again but she did not look away for a moment. 

His heart hammered away in his chest. 

Whether it was the excitement or her gaze… he was not sure. 

Eventually it broke when Balin spoke up, "You forget the front gate is seal.  There is no way into the mountain." 

"That, my dear Balin, is not entirely true." said Gandalf, producing a key. 

"How came you by this?" asked Thorin, eyes lingering on a key he had not seen for many a year. 

"It was given to me by your father.  By Thrain.  For safe keeping.  It is yours now." Gandalf said passing it to him. 

"If there is a key, there must be a door." said Fili. 

Gandalf nodded and pointed to the map, "These runes speaks of a hidden passage to the lower halls." 

Kili smiled, "There's another way in." "Well, if we can find it but dwarves door are invisible when closed." Gandalf sighed.  "The answer lies hidden lies somewhere in this map and I do not have the skills to find it.  But there are others in middle earth who can." 

With Gandalf locked eyes with Fawn, a distinctive look in them that caused her own to widen. 

"The task I have in mind will require a great deal of stealth and no small amount of courage." he said glancing at Bilbo. "But if we are careful and clever I believe it can be done." 

"That's why we need a burglar." said Ori. 

"Hmph."  said Bilbo.  "A good one too by the looks of it. An expert I'd imagine." 

"And are you?" 

"Am I what?" asked Bilbo. 

"He said he's an expert!" 

"Me, no, no, I'm not a burglar.  I've never stolen a thing in my life." he said, choosing to the ignore the look Fawn sent him. 

She particularly remembered him stealing apples for her when she was smaller. 

And he was rather good at it. 

"I'm afraid I have to agree with Master Baggins.  He's hardly burglar material." said Balin. 

"Aye, the wild is no place for gentle folk who can neither fight nor fend for themselves." Dwalin said, sneaking a glance at Fawn who curiously seemed rather put out. 

The room again dissolved into a rumble of arguing until Gandalf, having had enough, bellowed out mightily that Bilbo was a burglar… while simultaneously leaving no other room for discussion on the matter. 

Stunning Bilbo in the process. 

"You asked me to find the fourteenth member of this company and I have chosen Mister Baggins.  There is a lot more to him than apperances suggest.  And he's got a great deal more to offer than any of you know.  Including himself." Gandalf said.  "And furthermore, there will be a fifteenth spot taken by none other than Miss Fawn herself." 

The woman in question widened her eyes at the wizard before her.

"Excuse me? What?" she gasped. 

It unleased an onslaught of argument from the surrounding company as she did her best to process. 

"Fawn is incredibly skilled with herbs and plants of all kinds. She is a remarkable healer with talents far beyond ever her own knowledge." Gandalf said. 

Fawn blinked at him in shock. 

"Aye, but we have a healer already." Dwalin cut in. 

"True but should anything happen to him, it would not hurt to have another.  Besides, Fawn had a certain way with things.  Plants respond to her and she is able to find the most obscure root and turn it into a flourishing plant.  I have seen her grown a full garden in the dead of winter in nothing more than a patch of mud.  Now which of you can tell me that that's not useful?"

"Well, yes, but.." Nori started. 

"And you'll need help when you've reclaimed Erebor.   It may take a while to get the details sorted and a trade route set in stone." Gandalf pressed. 

"Alright but-" Bofur began. 

"And she is a very quick learner, picks up skills like a dream.  Very adaptive and blends well with others as you all have seen tonight when she so graciously welcomed you into her home." Gandalf continued. 

"Aye, of course, and we're very appreciative but-" Dwalin began with a worried glance at the lass. 

"And she is going!" Gandalf all but roared leaving them quiet.

He turned to Thorin, "You must trust me on this." 

He sighed, glancing at the stunned woman beside him who's eyes kept slowly blinking.  

"Very well. We will do it your way." Thorin said turning to glance at Fawn who still sat stunned before nodding, "Give them a contract." 

Bilbo's panic began to rise as he protested while Fawn dreamily accepted the scroll given to her. 

Her eyes skimming over everything, her brother's voice echoeing aloud as he too looked it over. 

She was in such a daze that she'd tuned out Bofur's teasing until the thud of Bilbo hitting the floor drew her out of it. 

She leveled the dwarf with a glare that had him stepping back. 

He atleast had the decency to look shameful. 

Fawn went to her brother, easily lifting him into her arms and moving him towards an arm chair and fanning him until he came to. 

"I'll get you some tea." she said, pressing a kiss into his curls. 

She busied herself in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil and something stirred in her stomach. 

She didn't know if supper wasn't setting right or if it was something more. 

She wished for the former but guessed the later. 

All her life, Fawn had known that there was something more out there. 

That she was meant for something more. 

A quick look to her brother who sat in his armchair, clearly rattled, told her that there was more to her life than Bag End. 

It disturbed her greatly for she loved Bag End. 

The Baggins' had taken her in when she had no one. 

Bilbo, in particular, for he had been the one to find her and bring her back. 

The most rotten feeling settled in her stomach as she took his tea back out to him. 

"Brother…" she started. 

"I am not going." he told her.  "And neither are you."

Her temper flared but she managed to quiet it, "Bilbo, I love you but you do not control me."

He sighed, tears pricking at his eyes, "I'm not trying to control you.  I'm trying to keep you safe." 

"Safe." she said, a breathless laugh that made him furrow his brows. "Bilbo, I know you are but safety only gets you so far.  I know in my heart that I'm meant to do this." 

She thudded her fist against his chest before letting her fingers splay over his, "And I know you're meant for it too." 

He shook his head, anger that developed from worry bubbling out of him, "I am not about to go and get myself killed.  If you must, you go and do it but I will not be trailing after you.   If you go it, you go alone.  Just go ahead and mark me out of your life all together." 

Fawn gasped. 

It was a small and sharp sound, like he'd just cut her. 

Tears welled in those golden eyes and she looked at him in a way that she hadn't since she was maybe six and he'd yelled at her for the first time. 

"Fawn.." 

But she'd whirled around and fled through the door. 

The dwarves had heard the commotion but chose not to comment on it. 

"Should someone go after the lass?" asked Dwalin. 

Gandalf shook his head, "She won't be far.  She'll be alright.  Likely just cooling her head so she doesn't say something hurtful to her brother… who would very much deserve it at this moment." 

Gandalf gave Bilbo a piece of his mind and they'd scattered amongst the living room to smoke their pipes. 

Thorin had just began to sing when Fawn returned. 

The deep timbre of his voice drawing her in as she leaned against the archway and listened. 

She could feel his pain and the pain of the others as they joined him. 

She made up her mind right then. 

Fawn Baggins was going on an adventure. 

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Hello, my loves!!! Whew! I know I'm a couple of days late posting but my god, this was a long one!  I hope you all enjoy it and I would love to hear your thoughts! 

Love, 

K 

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Oliver Full Timeline

Oliver age progression timeline sketch page

I made these sketches last night

Let me break this down

I think most people remember Oliver’s backstory but I just wanted to give a refresher lol

Born on September 18th as Kelsea Maria Thompson, she was orphaned at a very early age and was taken to an orphanage somewhere out in the countryside of Oklahoma where she would stay until the age of six when she gets taken away by scientists to be experimented on in a lab

Over time, the scientists noticed that Experiment 189KT4 was growing more hostile towards staff in the laboratory and most other experiments save for another child who gotten similar treatment to her (that will be explained in a later post). Enough was enough and she found a way out of the lab when she was 17, taking Experiment 64A18 along with her (more on that soon)

After escaping the lab, Kelsea gave the experiment she saved an actual name; Abigail. She didn’t know the first thing about taking care of a child but little Abbie still seen her as an older sister figure who brought her to safety but she understood that Kelsea wouldn’t be the one who would be her new adoptive parent (more on this will be revealed in another post). Kelsea would spend the next year saving up enough money to get her and Abigail away from their past for good by taking the first flight they could afford to make their way to Toronto, Canada. This was when she was Kelsea no longer as she had her name legally changed to Oliver soon after she moved. She cut her hair short and dyed a streak in her hair. A couple years later, Oliver is invited to a party at Julie’s house which also caught Abigail’s interest. Oliver noticed this and had Abbie tag along. She would stay close to Abigail at the party until she noticed a familiar face across the room. The girl of or from her dreams. Oliver went up to her while Abbie went to get a drink and decided to talk this girl who caught her attention. Oliver was terrible at talking to new people since she had spent much of her life confined in a lab so she started awkwardly talking about Sonic the Hedgehog of all things and that seemed to be enough to catch the other girl’s attention. It was when Oliver asked her if she was real that she would’ve became skeptical which would lead to Oliver leaving to find Abigail again. When she eventually found Abbie, Oliver happened to run into Julie and asked her about the one girl she talked to earlier. Oliver later learned that the girl’s name was Ramona Flowers. Ramona was from New York City, she moved to Toronto after a bad breakup, and she delivered DVDs for Netflix. Julie warned Oliver not to date Ramona but Oliver ultimately ignored this and went back to her apartment with Abigail in tow. Oliver later when to her computer and ordered a movie that both her and Abbie would like before sitting at the front door. Abigail questioned why Oliver chose to sit and wait for the DVD to arrive but Oliver assured that it shouldn’t take that long. Oliver later heard the doorbell ringing and went to answer the door, surely seeing Ramona standing there. Oliver spoke with Ramona and questioned how she had seen her in her dreams as Ramona explained that there was a subspace highway in Oliver’s mind. Oliver was still slightly confused but understood the logic behind it as she later asked Ramona out and Ramona eventually agreed

Blah, blah, blah… This part is about the same at canon and I think I should jump to the more interesting part

Oliver grows quite attached to Ramona as well as a boy that the two grew found of named Thomas and the three settled down together and they would eventually have their daughter Anova. Oliver and Abigail still keep in touch with each other even after Abbie found her forever family (that will be revealed once I get a reference for her done). Abigail still views Oliver as her older sister and she visits often, growing a close bond with Anova

That’s everything for now

And hey, I’ve leaked a bit of information about a new character I thought of on a whim while I was asleep last night too

I’ll work on a reference later on and patch up some of the bits of lore that I personally decided to leave out as to not completely spoil the surprise before I make the reference sheet

I’ll see you around

[a-tale-of-legends]

Alexis - Honestly???? I don't think he's the type to really grow out his hair by that much. He either keeps it short or has it about his neck( when doing locs or braids). Mini afros, buzz cuts, simple locs/braids- I think he's more interested in that than anything more elaborate or colorful. Elliot probably calls him boring for it lmao, but he's chilling.....also I haven't thought about Alexis with cornrows until right now but I think he would like them. Also!!!! Hats n durags are his best friend I think. Doesn't always wear them but he they're usually his go to accessories.

Elliot - Used to just keep her hair in a ponytail before realizing "oh. I can do whatever I want forever". Her hair is pretty long, I would say it goes down to her mid back when braided. Ponytails are her go to, but she likes to experiment - afro mohawks, bantu knots, etc etc. She also likes dying bits of her hair. In generally, she likes things that are Loud and Bold - hence why she calls her brother boring lmao.

Eva - Eva's hair journey is like. All over the place. She's a fashionista so it honestly depends on what she's in the mood for. She can straighten out her hair,make it wavy, or decide to keep things natural with afro puffs and the like. Wigs are also something she likes to wear! Basically Eva honestly goes with whatever she feels like, and she makes it work!

Wayne - I've always seen Wayne as a pure afro guy. Though honestly that's probably bc he didn't really know anything else? I don't think he really gotten the chance to experiment with his hair in team plasma cause. Ya know. But after that, being with Clay and merging Eva, I think he tries to do his hair more. Still an afro guy, but I can see him liking twists of short jumbo braids. In general, Wayne learns to take care of his hair more bc oof it was rough out there before.

Dante - I feel like there's a lot of complexities of Dante and his hair from a social standpoint and the fact that he is mixed, but I don't think I'm smart enough to really explain so basically: I can see Dante actually straightening/ perming his hair when he was younger( even in the events of xy- a kinda nod to the games not having any poc hair styles lol). If not that, then he would simply put it in more simple braids. Shauna, I feel, really helped him understand his hair when they met. As he gets older, though, his understanding of his hair and desire to make it look good naturally grew, resulting in his preferred style of long braids with ringlets!

Ray - Honestly he keeps it simple. Would either keep it flat or do cornrows. I can see him as an adult just growing out his hair and loc-ing it.

Naomi - Again generally keeps it simple- though the way she does her hair kiiiiiinda has a cottage core vibe? Sorry if that's not super descriptive I'm losing steam lol. I might change this, but she likes having her hair kinda pulled back, with a low afro puff.

Luca - Loooooves beads and other hair accessories that are colorful and loud. Kitakami was the first time he ever wore Bantu Knots and he adores it- though he generally has his hair short or in a half up half down style ( with his locs)

R.B - usually wears locs and braids, particularly loves dying her hair and trying a style she always wanted. Currently, though, she's sporting an afro that's dyed on the bottom tips just slightly.

[ell-vellan]

Masterlist of my BG3 Tavs

Because I need to keep a list of them around somewhere lol

Safiel Farspirit

Half wood elf druid (circle of the land)

Folk hero

Chaotic good

Raised in a free love hippie commune druid circle by her wood-elf father and human mother, Safiel ran with a small band of Robin Hood-esque do-gooders made up of her childhood friends before being captured by mind flayers. She is a free spirited, idealistic, slightly foolish, soft-hearted animal lover. Feels like she has a duty (imparted by her parents) to make the world better. Open minded, she respects all life, belives everyone deserves a chance for happiness and equality. She wants to fix Astarion - even vampires are a sort of life - and right the wrongs of his past. Safiel gets along great with Wyll - like a brother - as he reminds her of a childhood friend. She accepts Shadowheart, and wants to help her heal. She instantly hero worships Halsin, then is quickly head over heels for him, soaking up his wisdom with wide eyes and admiration.

Romance: Astarion and/later Halsin

Caitris Silverguard

High Elf Cleric of Selune (knowledge domain)

Sage

Lawful good

Stuck up, book-learned, ice queen who looks down her nose on...pretty much everyone who isn't a high elf. Not as smart as she thinks she is, but pretty close. Spent most of her life in study. Perfectionist. Haughty. Not very well versed in combat. Very devout. Clashes with Shadowheart, suspicious of Astarion, thinks Gale is a fool.

Romance: ?? (Probably Shadowheart)

Rowena

Half-drow bard, flute specialty (college of swords)/ Rogue

Urchin

Chaotic neutral, occasionally evil

Abandoned first by her Drow mother and then by her human father in Baldur's Gate, Rowena grew up on the streets, pickpocketing and busking with roving bands of orphan thieves to survive. Will always look out for her best interests first and foremost, and seem to hoard any bit of power she can after having none her whole life. She's angry that her father is human and stole her away from the Underdark, because I'd she had stayed amd been full Drow, she could have had so much more power. She's selfish, sarcastic, has a wicked sense of humor, and is clever and quick-witted. Reckless. Can talk her way out of anything. Dyed her hair blue as a disguise when she was wanted for angering some minor lord, then was too poor to dye it back, then it grew out. Changes her look every time a new wanted poster with her name on it goes up. Her tattoo represents each time she's escaped from jail (and also am homage to her childhood gang.)

Will kiss you, stab you, and then go through your pockets while making a joke as you bleed out.

Romance: Astarion (ascendent) and Halsin

Neridove Rainriver

High Elf

Storm Sorcerer

Neutral good

Scholar

Neridove is the type A gifted kid who wants and needs to be the best. She's stuck up, clever, and quick witted and doesn't have time for anyone's nonsense. She grew up as an apprentice to an eccentric sorcerer who made his pupils compete with each other, and she takes that same energy out into the world with her. If you're not first, you're last in her book.

Romance: Gale

(also shares custody of Gale with my friend @thegoblinwitchqueen's storm sorcerer, who drew this sketch! They're frenemies.)

Minoraun

Seldarine Drow Paladin of Vengeance

The Dark Urge (resisting)

Romance: Astarion

Nirrhuc Shahazar

Black Dragonborn

Dragon blood (bronze) Sorcerer

Outlander

Romance: Lae'zel or Karlach

Sereluska

White Dragonborn

Dragon blood (gold) sorcerer

Noble

Romance: ?

[fangaminghell]

Okay so I dunno how long this post will be but here's some of the characters i....redesigned? For my rewrite/au of Pokemon Insurgence.

This is my version of Gail, a character from the post game! Fun fact: they're Nora's cousin in this rewrite. For no other reason other than I thought it'd be cool.

Adam! Yancy's dad :) This may be cursed but I kinda made him a dilf. Haven't gotten to him yet in terms of rewrites, but I'm excited to see what I change with him!

Calreath! Cause I hated his hair and thought he looked too goofy! So I had his hair be down and longer, like water :) He still dies in my version of events sadly, but I do want to do a bit more with him. Maybe not give him such a silly death too

Peresphone! Her hair is naturally brown like her mother and sister, but after everything that has happened she wanted to distance herself from them both completely. So she cut and dyed her hair. I like to think that when they were kids, Peresphone had long hair and Diana had a shorter one,and by the main events of the game, Peresphone cut hers while Diana grew out hers ( thus making her look more like her mom)

There was another version of him I made earlier but forgot, but I honestly just like this one better. I do think that he has tanner skin, though. But overall, I like this design a lot! The clothing options are limited but I like the idea of him having a sunflower motif - a mix of both plants and the sun :)

This is Xavier! I actually think his design on the base game is alright, but I just did this for fun. His hair bangs cover his eyes in this version. Bc I said so. Fun fact: he used to date Nora's older brother lol.

There's still more characters I haven't revealed but that's gonna be in a different post. Now! Picrews.

Gail picrew

Adam picrew

Calreath picrew

Peresphone picrew

Orion picrew

Xavier Picrew

And that's part 1! There's more but I think it would be better if I did them in a separate post.