#hey mamas rainbow dash

[eeriezoundz]

Forgot to post this here

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Finally got back around to redrawing this :] and lord look at that improvement! I used to struggle HARD with wings lol. Pink bg is from today (Jan 27 2024) yellow bg is from Dec 2020 and brown bg is from June 2020.

Recently I’ve been leaning less towards buff butch RD and more towards Scrawny, athletic, hey mamas Adam Sandler butch RD. I didn’t quite intend for it to be so pink and cutesy but yk that’s just how I roll :3 anyways, enjoy!

[maretriarch]

so many peoples rainbow dash headcanons show they havent been around a masc woman in real life for like, even a single minute and if that was my life id kill myself

[tommyssupercoolblog]

Rainbow dash fans in like 2011: STOP calling rainbow dash GAY that's so mean!! That's HORRIBLE, how dare you insinuate she might like other mares??? I'm going to Photoshop rainbow dash crying because everyone calls her gay and send it to you. then you'll be sorry!!

Rainbow dash fans now: she's the most beautiful butch lesbian in the whole wide world and I love her. She's a "hey mamas" fuckboy who tries to be cool at the lesbian bar but just kinda comes off as rude. and then she brings a mare home and talks big game to her about how it's going to be the best night of her life and then they have the most cringefail sex ever and after they're done rainbow dash plays racing games on her Xbox. Nobody wants her but also EVERYPONY wants her. Fluttershy is her shy femme gf and rainbow dash tells the stallion behind the counter that "EXCUSE me, she asked for no pickles?!!" While Fluttershy cowers behind her.

[evenmorefatallyobsessed]

New Goal List for NEW Models

So first off, I officially finished my new years resolution from last year several months ago. And reached the models on the list I aimed to make. But obviously that hasn't stopped me from making even more.

So late Yay! Anyways as you all know I am now making My Little Pony Faunus Models too for Remnant. But that's actually been something I've been planing for months as well. I just wanted to test it and see if they'd be any good or well recived which Applejack very much was...

So yeah here's the new updated list involving them as well, also Eves been moved up cause Sun's Cousin kinda feels like a excuse to genderswap Sun so why not...

Note This list does not include (Incubitches or Succubitches) because those are not entirely new models but altered ones.

01.) Pearl Arc (Jaune's genius little sister)

02.) Applejack (MLP)

03.) Viola Arc (Youngest Sister)

04.) Pinkie Pie (MLP)

05.) Beryl Arc (Tomboy sister)

06.) Spike (MLP)

07.) Rarity (MLP)

08.) Livia & Lapis Arc (Arc Twins)

09.) Rainbow Dash (MLP)

10.) Rogue Arc (Oldest Sister)

11.) Juniper Arc (Mama Arc)

12.) Fluttershy (MLP)

13.) Twilight Sparkle (MLP)

14.) Eve Tarus

15.) Sunset Shimmer (MLP)

16.) Starr Sanzang (Sun's Cousin)

17.) Starlight Glimmer (MLP)

18.) Coco Adel

19.) Celestia (MLP)

20.) Nebula Violette

21.) Luna (MLP)

22.) Dew Gayl

23.) Apple Bloom (MLP)

24.) Gwen Darcy

25.) Sweetie Belle (MLP)

26.) Octavia Emher

27.) Scootaloo (MLP)

28.) Ann Greene (Beacon's Stealth & Security Teacher)

29.) Maud Pie (MLP)

30.) Iris Marilla (Second Year Bacon Student Fall Survior)

31.) Ember (MLP)

32.) Rowena Sunnybrook (Shade's Weapons Training Teacher)

33.) Trixie

34.) Xanthe Rumpole (Shade's History Teacher)

35). Gabby (MLP)

36.) Lisa Lavander

37.) Ember (MLP)

38.) Stella (Hei's Secretary)

39.) Aurelia (Neo's Teacher from the Book)

40.) Crocea Mors (Tsukumogami)

41.) Atlas Milfs (Jaune's Fanclub)

[cartoon-lizard]

Life at Sweet Apple Acres

a short appledash fic i wrote after having a need to read more of them in the future being old and married but there was a noticeable lack of exactly that :’) so enjoy! (i’ll update this with an ao3 link once i get an account lol)

In all her years, Rainbow Dash never believed that she would find home on a farm. Especially not Sweet Apple Acres. She’s sworn multiple times that if she ever got a chance to speak to her younger self, she would never believe her. Sure, being a veteran Wonderbolt and coaching the next generation at the academy, that one was a no-brainer, but living on a farm? Rainbow had to chuckle to herself when thinking about what that conversation would be like. As she’s curled up into her designated seat in the living room, she zones back in on her book. It’d been a while since she read through the Daring Do series, her last meeting with Twilight finally tipping her over the edge and giving in.

Rainbow practically had the pages memorized, Daring Do being really the only series she’s read in its entirety. She remembers back when A.K. Yearling had tried out different genres and published several more successful books after retiring as Daring Do. Rainbow, as her friend, made sure to read all of them as soon as they were released. But it was the original Daring Do series that still held a special place in her heart after all these years. She didn’t get very far in her reading though, as the golden sunlight was shining through the window and onto her seat, slowly putting Rainbow to sleep. It only felt like she had just closed her eyes when the door to the kitchen slammed open and the peace in the house seemingly ended.

Big Mac, Sugar Belle, and their son, Crispin Cake, were all bustling about in the kitchen. Thursday was one of their nights for making dinner, and each of them liked to do it all together. Rainbow marked her place in her book and stretched in her chair, yawning loudly to announce her presence. Sure enough, Crispin leaned out the doorway and smiled.

“Hi, Aunt Dashie!” He waved his hoof enthusiastically.

Rainbow waved back, leaning back with one hoof behind her head. “Hey, kiddo. What’s for dinner?”

“I think Mama said we’re having spaghetti tonight!”

“That sounds good, bud,” she suddenly sits up, eyebrows knit with slight concern. “Have you seen AJ? I came home early and thought she’d be out apple bucking, but I haven’t seen her.”

“I think Auntie Jack was over at the animal sanctuary, helping out Fluttershy.” The colt tapped his chin like he was trying to remember.

Rainbow smiled slightly. “That’s probably what’s taken her so long. I bet she’s having to wrangle all of Angel’s kids.”

The pegasus finally got out of her seat, cracking her back and her wings as she did so, and followed her nephew into the kitchen. While Big Mac and Sugar Belle did the cooking, Rainbow helped Crispin set up the table.

“Daddy, do you know if Auntie Applebloom is coming?”

“Eeyup.”

The colt’s smile grew as he went to grab an extra plate. It was clear that he loved his aunts, but he always got excited when he knew Applebloom would be joining them, since she lived closer to town and was usually at the School of Friendship a majority of the time.

Sugar Belle turned the temperature down on the sauce and looked back towards Rainbow Dash. “I hope we didn’t wake you Rainbow, we didn’t realize you were home.”

“Eh, don’t worry about it,” she shrugged, setting down a fork and a spoon. “Practice ended earlier than expected, and instead of starting the next exercise, I just decided to let the recruits have the rest of the day off. But they won’t get it so easy tomorrow when I bring out the Dizzy-tron!”

“It sounds like everything’s been going well with this new batch then?”

“Oh yeah, much fewer show offs and a lot more ponies who actually want to be in the academy.”

After a few more minutes of comfortable silence, Applebloom came bursting through the kitchen door. “I’m here! I’m here! I’m not late, am I?”

“Not at all,” Sugar Belle smiled. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

“Mm, smells like spaghetti!”

It was well after everypony had their plate and was halfway done with their food by the time the kitchen door opened again and in came Applejack, looking frazzled and sweaty.

“Sorry I’m late, y’all,” she said, wiping her forehead, embarrassed. “Hope y’all don’t mind, but I invited Fluttershy over as well.”

The pegasus followed behind sheepishly, even as everypony responded with “there’s enough room”, or “we have plenty to go around”.

“Thank you so much for having me,” Fluttershy said as she sat between Applebloom and Rainbow.

“Been a hot sec,” Rainbow stretched a wing out and pulled Fluttershy in closer for a hug. “How’s the sanctuary been?”

“Oh, wonderful as always.”

“Yeah, ‘cept for all of Angel’s kin. Of all rabbits to multiply, that one knew what he was unleashin’.” Applejack finally sat down after washing her hooves and serving herself a plate. She reached down for Rainbow’s hoof and kissed it, keeping hold of it while she ate.

“And how’s that pesky roomie of yours,” Applebloom added, leaning towards Fluttershy, still under Dash’s wing. “Discord been behavin’ himself?”

“Of course he has,” she paused. “Although he did finally learn how to do the dishes correctly.”

“He doesn’t know how to do the dishes?” Applejack asked between bites. She looked appalled.

“Oh, no, no, he does, it was just… how he did them.”

Rainbow let her go, leaning on one hoof to face her friend. “Which was?”

Fluttershy smirked at the thought. “He would put them in the soapy water, but they would come out dirtier. All this time, I thought he was leaving a pile of dirty dishes, and when I would clean them, he would see the clean dishes and think they would need to be ‘dirtied up’. It went on for a long time until I was in the kitchen when he was doing the dishes and finally noticed.”

Everypony stared at the pegasus as she giggled at the mishap. How she’s managed to live with Discord, nopony knows, but it’s somehow worked for years now and neither friend has ever said anything negative about the other. They didn’t make sense, but as the draconequus always said, what fun is there in making sense?

Dinner continued, Applebloom was asked about how her job at the School of Friendship was going, Crispin told a long story about an adventure he had with Lil’ Cheese, and Sugar Belle updated everyone on how her village was doing after her most recent visit. The sounds of laughter and chatter filled the barn as it always has, decades of old memories within the walls. Eventually it grew late, and Fluttershy felt like she had overstayed her welcome, even though she never did. She tapped three times on the table and an unzipping sound could be heard from the living room, along with a flashing blue and purple glow. She said her goodbyes and stepped through the portal. The family moved into the living room, and as it grew later, Crispin couldn’t hide his yawning anymore, indicating it was time for bed. He gave everyone a sleepy goodnight hug, making sure Applebloom’s was extra tight, and headed upstairs for bed. The two couples and the little sister were left, and even when living together for so long, they still had plenty of stories to share, enough to go well past midnight.

“Applesauce, is that the time?” Applejack said, looking up at the clock. “Sugarcube, are you stayin’ the night here? It's pretty late.”

“Oh, no, I was plannin’ on headin’ back after dinner. Mighta got carried away though with the talkin’.”

“Walk back to your place? At this hour?”

“Well, yeah,” Applebloom said nonchalantly. “I’m not a baby Applejack, I can go by myself.”

Rainbow could tell Applejack tensed when she said that, but then quickly eased up. “You’re right. Sorry, sugarcube, sometimes I still feel like you’re that little filly. I’ll walk ya’ out.”

Applebloom smiled as she got up to hug her brother and Sugar Belle and then Rainbow. “Have a good night, y’all.”

Applejack was outside with Applebloom for a long time, most likely not wanting her to go. Rainbow knew she missed having her little sister there all the time like when she was growing up. She remembers how distant Applejack was for the first few weeks after Applebloom moved out. Even though she just lives near the center of town with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, and still visits the farm regularly, Rainbow was still able to tell that Applejack missed her.

Once Applebloom was finally allowed to leave, Applejack came back in, curling up next to Rainbow. Their nightly routines were set and tonight was no different. Big Mac and Sugar Belle usually said their goodnights and headed for bed first, which left the two mares alone in the living room.

Applejack sat up to look at Rainbow, then leaned in to kiss her. “Haven’t properly said hello tonight.”

“I was starting to wonder,” Rainbow teased, kissing her forehead as she snuggled in closer. “Sounds like you had a rough time wrangling?”

“Well, y’know, I’m not built like I once was,” Applejack said, mostly jokingly. “I’m just worn out tonight, ‘sall.”

Rainbow wrapped her wing around her partner, who promptly used it as a blanket. The pegasus rolled her eyes. “We can go to bed, too, y’know?”

“I guess we could.” Applejack smirked as she reached a hoof up to Rainbow’s cheek. Right as she leaned into the touch, the hoof quickly moved to boop her snout, and Applejack was quick to wrestle herself out from under Dash’s wing and onto her hooves. “C’mon,” she said with a smile and tired eyes.

Entering their room, Rainbow took off her sweater and tossed it onto the nearby chair while Applejack took off her Granny Smith’s bonnet around her neck and placed it carefully on the dresser. She then took off her hat and shook her head of whatever dust or dirt was caught up there from a day’s work. Rainbow came up behind her, knowing she’ll ask to take the pin out from her hair. Applejack still kept her mane long, but more often than not would have it braided and tucked into a bun. Rainbow herself had kept her mane around the same length for the longest time, as if she made it a competition to see who could stand it longer. Apparently, Applejack was never a part of this imaginary competition. The day Rainbow finally chopped her hair off was the day she decided she would never grow it out again. Having a short mane felt much better, especially when flying, and she thought it looked good on her. Applejack’s reaction was confirmation enough when the pony’s face turned redder than her brother’s coat when she first saw Rainbow after her haircut.

She looked down at her partner’s mane as her wavy blonde hair unraveled from its braid. It was frizzy, stuck out in some places, and there were shimmers of silver here and there, but she loved it all the same. Looking at their reflection in the mirror on the dresser, she caught Applejack’s eye and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

As the two crawled into bed, it was quiet enough outside for Rainbow to hear the distant sound of howling. She didn’t question it and got under the covers, leaning herself against Applejack’s chest, who was sitting propped up on a pillow. Rainbow’s eyelids were growing heavy and she was ready to fall asleep when she felt hitched breathing coming from the other. She looked up to see what was the matter only to find quiet tears rolling down her wife’s cheeks.

Rainbow quickly sat up, cupping her hoof around her cheek. “What’s wrong?” She tried as hard as possible to sound gentle when speaking.

Applejack merely shook her head, looking down at her hooves beginning to bunch up the sheets piled in her lap. It was easy to tell she was too upset to speak, so Rainbow could only sit and watch with concern, waiting for something to be said. Applejack allowed her breathing to even out for a moment so she could say:

“The timberwolves are howlin’.” Her voice was shaky and as soon as she spoke her breathing resorted to gasps again. That was all Rainbow needed to hear though, because she knew. That was the first sign. Zap apple season is beginning. And it was the first harvest since losing Granny Smith.

“Oh,” she said quietly, reaching to wipe her tears away. “I- I’m sorry, hon’, I wish- I wish there was a better way we could predict it- I-”

“No, it’s alright,” Applejack said, wrapping a hoof around the other’s, taking a deep breath. “I knew the time would come eventually. Guess I was less prepared than I thought.”

Rainbow moved again to wipe the tears from her face. While she wasn’t in the family as long, Granny Smith still made her feel as much a part of it when she began dating Applejack. Rainbow was convinced that Granny considered her family before she ever even thought of being with Applejack. Granny was such an unstoppable force in the family, always making sure things got done, always providing for her grandchildren. Her impact was definitely felt when she passed.

“AJ, I know you know how much Granny loved you, loved all three of you.”

Applejack sniffed. “She loved you, too.”

“Heh, well, this isn’t about me right now.” Rainbow lifted her chin up so she could look her partner in the eyes. “Granny always wanted the best for all of you, and I saw how much she’s done for this family. She was such a strong pony, and she raised some strong ponies, too. And it’s because of that that I want you to know, it’s okay to be upset over this. I never want you to bottle something like this in. Losing someone sucks, especially somepony like Granny, that’s for sure. But, if I know her, she wouldn’t want to see you upset over her. I can practically hear her right now if she knew you were sad.” Applejack looked down again briefly, but her tears had stopped.

“Life is full of firsts, and this is no different. And I know it won’t get any easier as those firsts become seconds or thirds or so on, but I think it can also become a time to remember and look back on the good times you’ve had. We may not have Granny anymore, but she’s still with us in our memories and in what she’s left behind.”

Applejack looked up, her eyes still shining. Rainbow gave a small smile and Applejack leaned in, hugging her wife. Rainbow wrapped her arms around her, rubbing a hoof up and down her back as she squeezed tighter. When Applejack pulled away, she wiped her face and took a deep breath.

“Thank you, sweetheart. It’ll definitely be hard without Granny, but you’re right. I’ll have Big Mac and Applebloom, and of course you n’ Sugar Belle, and lil’ Cripsin. Granny wouldn’t want to see any of us upset, especially durin’ zap apple season.” She laughed slightly. “She’d tell us we don’t have time for that.”

Rainbow smiled at that, nodding. The two paused, taking a moment to themselves. After a while, Rainbow faced Applejack again and reached up to push her hair away from her face, her hoof lingering against the side of her head. It seemed what she said did the trick, Applejack wasn’t crying anymore. Her cheeks were flushed and she leaned into the touch sleepily, shutting her eyes. It was so rare to see her wife cry, and it in turn upset her as well. But Rainbow knew she needed to be the voice of reason at a time like this. It was more important to her that Applejack felt better. Applejack, whose head was currently getting heavier on Rainbow’s hoof.

“Well, I say we get some shut-eye. Gonna be pretty busy for the next few days,” she said quietly and the two slid further under the covers. Taking hold of Applejack’s hoof, Rainbow continued. “If you want, before I head up to the reserve, I can go into town and find Applebloom to tell her the harvest is starting. I know she’ll be excited to start making zap apple jam.”

Applebloom was really the only pony in the family who knew all the steps Granny did when it came to making a successful batch of zap apple jam. That was always a special time for the two to work together.

“Y’know, I reckon Crispin will be able to help out Applebloom in makin’ the jam this season,” Applejack said, a small smile on her face at the thought of her nephew. “He’ll love gettin’ to do that with her.”

“Another first right there,” Rainbow said, a smug edge to her voice.

“Alright, I believe you’ve made your point,” Applejack rolled her eyes and lightly kicked Rainbow’s leg. “Thank you, though. I needed to hear that.”

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“It’s much more than just that,” Applejack said, scooching closer to the pegasus and kissing her. “I love you. So much.”

Rainbow smiled, taking Applejack’s hoof and kissing it, then her forehead. As she pulls back, she takes a moment to simply look at her wife. Years of teasing and competitions, small looks and quiet gestures, long nights filled with laughter and heartaches, and a friendship evolving into romance and so much more. They’ve been through so much together, but Rainbow wouldn’t know where she would be without it all. It’s not a life she ever expected, but it’s one she wouldn’t trade for the world. Especially if it was spent with the pony next to her.

“I love you, too.”

[gwyoi]

Rainbow dash is a hey mamas lesbian

[bunsystem]

Fictive tag

Albert in a can[90s penny]

Have a balloon[17 penny]

Radio deer[alastor]

Spider slut[angel dust]

Twirl girl[ballora]

Real bear[bear Henry]

Unstoppable[beartrap]

Beautiful bun[bianca]

Giant purple bunny[Bonnie]

Mess of tangled wires[blob]

Ol black magic[bunny Afton]

Crispy peepaw[burn]

Dead in and out[b bear]

Pink menace[candy]

Sweet girl[cassie]

It’s her[cassidy]

Lets eat[chica]

Not cool dudes[c McLean]

Scream for ice cream[c baby]

Girl power[coco]

Truly rotten vampire[c rotten]

It’s cash banooca[crash]

One by one [ctw freddy]

littlest one[cub]

Trickster bun[cuddles]

Lifes a party[c pinkie]

Rat boy[dave]

disco dan[disco bear]

Dancing spider(djmm)

We’ll be friends forever[d twilight]

Hippity hoppity[e bonnie]

Daddy’s little girl[elizabeth]

Spaghetti clown[ennard]

Snake jaw[entity]

Crybaby sweetie[evan]

In the rainbow factory[f dash]

Bark bark[fetch]

Gremlin Demon[finley]

Shy sweetie[flaky]

Burned again[flametrap]

Sweet bear[flippy]

Edge Soldier[fliqpy]

Edge bear[flip/fliq]

Yar har[foxy]

Og bear[fredbear]

Kill bitches[freddy k]

big bear[freddy faz]

hook hand[fritz]

Corrupted mess[fritzny]

Me me me[ft chica]

Radio star[ft foxy]

The birthday bear[ft freddy]

Granola girl[giggles]

Let’s rock [g Bonnie]

Party girl[g chica]

Superstar[g freddy]

Fox rox[g foxy]

Four armed drummer[g mangle]

A little bit of poison[Glanni]

Purrfect crime[glæpurr]

Deranged hare[glitch]

Deranged bear[g bear]

It’s me[golden fred]

Houdini bear[great escape golden freddy]

Fiery Fox[grim foxy]

Gloomy girl[gwen]

Broken heart[heart sick baby]

Crispy man[h burn]

Blonde chomper[h fredbear]

Pretty boy[h glitch]

Mouth tummy[h n Fredbear]

Zombie peanut[h scrap]

Posh bun[h spring]

Gnarly[hunter]

Hose Beast[izzy]

lol crybaby kid[jacob]

Hey hey hey[jeremy]

Your brothers a crybaby[jeremy f]

Innocent façade[killer henry]

sweet sheep[lammy]

Look inside[lefty]

One half of an idiot[lifty]

Lollololol[lolbit]

King of hell[Lucifer]

Psycho mama[m gasket]

Pick a card[magician mangle]

Beautiful fox[mangle]

silence is golden[mime]

Spaghetti bear[m freddy]

Rock and roll[mont]

Multiple mike[mike, no alters get a tag]

Tough girl[minty]

The bite of 87[jeremy f nightguard]

Death itself[nightmare]

Scary bun[n Bonnie]

Cupcake toss[n chica]

Monster in your closet[n foxy]

Big chomp[n Fredbear]

Papa bear[n Freddy]

Rocket nut[n gin]

Dangling nightmare[n mangle]

Theatric bun[novel spring]

Sugary screwball[nutty]

Sweet skunk[petunia]

Watermelon nightmare[p chica]

Illusion nightmare[p foxy]

Ghost walker[p freddy]

Still me[p golden]

Illusion auditory nightmare[p mangle]

Gizmo guy[pixel]

Bear dad[pop]

Dead inside[post scoop Michael]

Let me out[princess quest glitch]

Cmon it’ll be fun[pre sl Michael]

Grumpy bun[bunny Steve]

Shiny boy[ratch]

Truly rotten[robbie]

Im radioactive[radioactive foxy]

Best in show[ringmaster foxy]

Reach for the stars[r Bonnie]

Rip rip rip[ripper roo]

Wet floor sign[r chica]

Me bird likes you[r foxy]

Please deposit 5 coins[r freddy]

Follow your dreams [rodney Copperbottom]

The best[roxanne]

Melted chicken[ruined g chica]

Angry chihuahua[ruined mont]

Besties[ruined rox]

Yarrrrrrrrr[russel]

Rollerbladin[s baby]

Peanut boy[scrap]

One armed[s bear]

Gay bun[second chance spring]

Slippery fox[serpent mangle]

I have no mouth[shattered g chica]

Legless beast[shattered mont]

still beautiful[shattered rox]

Fiesty roo[shelia]

Other half of an idiot[shifty]

A complete idiot[lifty/shifty]

Hyper fan girl[sierra]

Fail hero[splendid]

Mirror[splendont]

The og[s bonnie]

Bastard bun[spring]

Purely good[sport]]

Deceptive bun[steve]

Pink tornado[stephanie]

Mine mine mine[stingy]

Email check[s bad]

Simon the door[Spyro]

Open up your eyes[tempest shadow]

Man of science [tfc William]

Crybaby beaver[toothy]

With a taste of your lips[toxtrap]

Rockstar bun[t Bonnie]

Party girl[t chica]

gamer bear[t freddy]

Pigtails[trixie]

Creature of the night[vamp Dave]

white woman jumpscare[van]

follow the white rabbit[vann]

Purple guy???[william]

Face the facts[w Bonnie]

T pose[w chica]

Turn off that light [w foxy]

Always me[w golden]

Anything for yuki[yuno]

Candy[ziggy]

B bear s bear g bear are burn bear glitch bear and scrap bear part of the killer Henry canon where beartrap is also from

[dragonotaku-justineverything]

So does this mean in this AU Jaune's mom could be Power Girl, A.K.A. Karen Starr/Kara Zor-L? (Also sid note, just found that in the comics she recently took on the monkier Paige Stetler as well)

Because I find that very fitting and am all for it!

Later that afternoon, in Beacon's :

Yang: ... Pyrrha: *Frizzled and wild hair* ... Yang: ... Yang: Jaune dropped you too then? Pyrrha: ...Yeah Yang: You sing too? Pyrrha: Yes. Yang: How was that new fantastic point of view hehe Pyrrha: Actually he warned me about that not using that song. So I went with Reading Rainbow instead, but he still dropped me... Yang: Dang... VB's ruthless Pyrrha: He did catch me pretty quickly, so I didn't have to use my landing strategy. *The two continue to speak about their different flying experiences, but they didn't notice a well dressed woman in a suit that was approaching them stoped for a brief minute or two. After getting a good listen a good distance away before closing the rest of the distance to them.* Woman: Excuse me ladies, I was just passing by and I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. Did I hear you meantion the name 'Jaune'? Pyrrha: *Surprised* O-oh. ummm yes we did. Yang: *Also caught off guard by the sudden intrusion and gets defensive* Why, what's it to you lady? You got some beef with him? Woman: *Dismissive* I don't believe that's any of your concern. Yang: Well I think it is lady Pyrrha: Indeed. Jaune is a dear f-friend, so I do think if you have some business with him than I believe it'd be just fine if we heard about it Woman: *Noticed the pause when Pyrrha said 'friend'* Hmmmm... one of you two ladies wouldn't happen to be romantically involved with him would you? Pyrrha: 😳 Yang: Okay now that's definitely none of YOUR busniess lady! Woman: *Listening intently* ... hmm. That's good. Yang: *Raises a fist* What's that supposed to mean huh!? We not good enough for Vomit Boy? Woman: *Freezes and glares* Vomit... Boy...? Now, I know you- *The three's conversation is cut off by a familar voice from someone running up to them.* Jaune: Hey! Pyrrha! Yang there you two are! We need to get to- MOM!?! Yang and Pyrrha: MOM!? Woman: *Smiles happily and rushes over, pulling Jaune into a bear hug* Hi sweetie! Oh I missed you so much!" Jaune: *Being squeezed a bit too much and chokes out* Y-yeah m-me too! Mom, too t-tight! Woman: *Lessens her grip and lets go of Jaune, but keeps her hands on his shoulder* I got worried when you didn't contact us last week. I know you said you had your first missions starting so I really wasn't sure if anything happened Jaune: I'm sorry mom, I got really busy with school work and training, I kept missing chances to go to the CCTV Tower. But listen, we need to catch up later. Pyrrha, Yang, we need to get to Vale! Some grimm got into the city again! Pyrrha: What?! How? Jaune: Ozpin said that they might have been left over in the tunnel from the breach. A bullhead's waiting for students to board right now. We need to go! Pyrrha: Right! Yang: Let's go! Woman: Well looks like I arrived at the right time. Let's go handle this. Yang: Woah hang on, you think you're coming? No offense mama Arc, but this isn't exactly something civies tag along with. And you look like you're more dressed for a corprate dinner than a fight. You should just stay here where you'll be safe. Woman: ... Jaune: ... Oh no. Woman: *Takes a deep breath in through her nose and lets out a long sigh* Haaaaaaaa...

Woman: Tell you what hotshot, try to keep up and I'll prove you wrong in the fight. Oh, and me Power Girl during all the action. Power Girl: Jaune honey, I'll see you in the city~! *Dashes away in another blink of the eye.* Pyrrha: ... Yang: ... Yang: Huh... I might have put my foot in my mouth a little there. Jaune: We should hurry up and get going ourselves Pyrrha: R-right!

Kryptonian AU:

Jaune finally achieves flight and shows Pyrrha a bird’s eye view of Vale

Arc Airways

Pyrrha: W-Whahoo! This is amazing!

Jaune: Haha! I had the same reaction when my mom first took me flying. Unfortunately, I also threw up first time she did.

Pyrrha: You threw up?

Jaune: Yeah, I was six at the time. Suddenly flying in the air like that felt off.

Pyrrha: Did you throw up on your mother?

Jaune: Almost. Luckily it was easy enough to point me downward for a bombing run.

Pyrrha: Pfft! Oh, that’s adorable!

Jaune: Not to me it is.

Pyrrha: Thanks, Jaune.

Jaune: For what?

Pyrrha: For taking me flying; this is amazing! And, the view is gorgeous!

Jaune: My pleasure, Pyrrha. Anything for a teammate.

Pyrrha: Teammate… Yeah…

Jaune: What was that about us being teammates?

Pyrrha: Oh, yeah super hearing. Nothing to really worry about, Jaune. So, how does it feel flying your first passenger with you?

Jaune: Actually you’re not the first.

Pyrrha: I’m not? But, I thought you just learned to fly?

Jaune: I did, but, Yang was there when I did, so I took her for a spin.

Pyrrha: Oh… So how did it go?

Jaune: Well…

~~~

Yang: This is freaking amazing! Whoo!

Jaune: Glad you’re enjoying yourself.

Yang: Are you kidding?! This is the coolest thing I’ve ever done! And, this view, everyone looks like ants!

Jaune: Kinda.

Yang: Hey, Jaune?

Jaune: Yeah?

Yang: I can show you the world~! Shining, shimmering spaAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!

~~~

Pyrrha: You dropped her?!!

Jaune: Only for a little bit.

Pyrrha: But, why?!

Jaune: I hate that song. And, if you even dare to think about singing that song, I am going to drop you! It’s the only way to prevent people from singing that song; Fear.

Pyrrha: O-Okay… What if I sang: Butterfly in the skAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh?!!!

Jaune:

The rule applies to a lot of bloody songs?!!

[so-true-overdue]

Unveiling the Astonishing Truth About Uke-e: A Teen's Perspective

Hey there, fellow adventurers of the internet! Buckle up, because today I'm about to reveal a mind-blowing truth that will shake the very core of your existence. Brace yourself for this random, obscure, and completely unbelievable fact about Uke-e! Now, I know what you're thinking. What in the world is Uke-e? Is it some super cool secret society or a new hipster trend? Well, my dear reader, prepare to have your reality shattered. Turns out, Uke-e is not just an ordinary word; it holds immense power over the universe (or at least the universe of angsty teens like me). Legend has it that Uke-e has the ability to summon rainbows on command and make even the grumpiest cats break into synchronized dance routines. Crazy, right? But wait, there's more! It is said that those who truly understand the mystical art of Uke-e can communicate with plants. Yep, you read that right. Forget about whispering sweet nothings to your crush; now you can have meaningful conversations with your fern, discussing the secrets of photosynthesis and the latest gossip in the plant kingdom. Of course, mastering Uke-e is no easy feat. It requires years of dedicated practice in the sacred sanctuary of your bedroom (preferably with the door locked to avoid any awkward encounters with clueless family members). Only the chosen few can tap into the extraordinary powers of Uke-e, and they guard their knowledge more fiercely than a mama bear protecting her cubs. But hey, why fit in when you can be the ultimate Uke-e master, right? So grab that dusty ukulele hidden in the corner and unleash your inner weirdo. Strum those strings like nobody's business, let your angst flow through your fingertips, and watch as the universe surrenders to your incredible Uke-e powers! Remember, this unbelievable truth about Uke-e has the potential to change everything – from banishing rainy days to making gardening a whole lot more interesting. So go forth, fellow angsty teens, and embrace the magic of Uke-e – for it is the key to unlocking a world beyond imagination. (Please note: The accuracy of the information presented in this blog post is about as reliable as a fortune cookie prediction. Proceed with a healthy pinch of salt and a dash of sarcasm.)

[thedisneychef]

Corned Beef With Cabbage And Potatoes Recipes

Welcome to the next stop on Blogorail Teal! Today we are sharing our favorite St. Patrick’s Day recipes, and in our house, no St. Patrick’s Day would be complete without a good stew, some Scotch Eggs, and corned beef. This recipe calls for pre-brined corned beef and the added benefit to using pre-brined corned beef is that this is a super easy meal to make for even people who are kitchen beginners. Seriously, there’s no way that anybody can mess this up. Add the meat, add the water, add the spices, add the heat, come back 3 hours later and you have a gorgeous meal that feeds the whole family, that makes the house smell like heaven, and is perfect for celebrating the pride of the Irish with a bit of Disney flare! Conclusion Based on our observations, it can be concluded that the Corned Beef with Cabbage and Potatoes recipe is a delicious and hearty dish that is perfect for a comforting meal or for celebrating St. Patrick's Day. This classic dish features tender and flavorful corned beef, accompanied by cabbage and potatoes that are cooked to perfection. The corned beef is juicy and tender, with a rich and savory flavor that is complemented by the sweetness of the cabbage and the earthy taste of the potatoes. The recipe is relatively simple to prepare, making it a great option for beginner cooks or for anyone looking for a hassle-free meal. In addition to being delicious, this recipe is also quite nutritious. Corned beef is a good source of protein, while cabbage and potatoes are rich in vitamins and minerals. This makes the dish a healthy and satisfying option for anyone looking to maintain a balanced diet. Overall, the Corned Beef with Cabbage and Potatoes recipe is a great choice for anyone looking for a comforting and flavorful meal. Whether you're celebrating St. Patrick's Day or simply looking for a delicious and nutritious dinner option, this classic dish is sure to please. Thank you for joining me today. Your next stop on the Magical Blogorail Loop is Manda’s Disney Blog where she shares her delicious Guinness Cupcakes and Mickey Rainbow Fudge! 1st Stop – Sparks of Magic – Gluten-Free & Kid-Friendly St. Patrick’s Day Recipes! 2nd Stop – The Disney Point – Potato Soup & DASH Diet Potato Skins 3rd Stop – The Disney Chef – Corned Beef With Wilted Cabbage and Blue Cheese – Epcot International Food and Wine Wine Festival (Hey, you’re here now!) 4th Stop – Manda’s Disney Blog – Guinness Cupcakes and Mickey Rainbow Fudge! Final Stop – Disney Mamas – Celebrating our Heritage with an Irish Cream Pound Cake CORNED BEEF WITH WILTED CABBAGE AND BLUE CHEESE RECIPE Read the full article

[hungrywriter]

You’re just like me pt.5

Camilo Madrigal x female!reader

Disclamer : I don’t speak spanish, I apologise for any grammar mistakes.

Camilo woke up early, earlier than the rest of the day. He wanted to bring Y/n out and show her what he is really made of. He stole his family's basket (which he took without telling his parents) and took a blanket that he had gotten for his birthday last year. It was bright yellow, and chameleons were printed on it. He folded and placed it in the blanket. He set it aside on his bed and searched for a paper and pen. Once he found it, he wrote carefully and neatly as best as he could. 

He wrote, 'I'll pick you up here after work. Bring some food,' adding a winking emoji and signing his name. He folded the letter into a heart, which he didn't totally spend an hour learning the night before, and put it in his pocket.

He left the room and sat down at breakfast with the rest of the family. He was just eating happily when he heard his mother shout. 

“Has anyone seen my basket?!” Camilo coughed, changing into you before changing back to himself. A cloud started to form on top of his house. He didn't want to start his day badly so he decided to own up.

“ Me, mami, I took it. But just for today, please?” Camilo apologised. The cloud dissolved as Pepa calmed down. She nodded and asked what it was for. Almost immediately, his face and ears turned red, as he fanned himself, feeling hot all of a sudden. His primas and siblings giggled to themselves.

“If I'm not wrong, I heard Camilo is going on a date with Y/n today,” Dolores teased. His family members cooed and a rainbow appeared over casita. He groaned as he put his face on his hands. Sometimes he wished Dolores would have a different gift.  

"Well, I have to go now," He stood up and put his plate in the sink. As he walked out through the back door, he heard his papi say," Have fun, but not too much fun!" The table erupted with laughter once again. Camilo only rolled his eyes and set foot to his first location, The L/n restaurant.

Upon reaching his destination, he hesitated. It just dawned on him that he had no plan. It just so happened that Dash happened to be walking by with a box in hand.

“Hey, Dash. Watcha doing?” Camilo asked, trotting beside the younger boy.

“Uh, I'm carrying fresh blueberries from Canada. Mama is making a new recipe for summer’s special!” Dash said excitedly. Camilo chucked and ruffed his head.

“That's great, buddy. Anyways can you give this to Y/n?” He asked, taking out the heart letter and showing it to Dash.

“What's in it for me?” Dash replied with a smug look on his face.

“I'll buy you ice cream”

“Ice cream and some of your tia’s Julieta arepas”

“Yeah, yeah whatever, now go go” Camilo gave in and nudged Dash to Y/n who was just serving some customers. Dash placed the box into the kitchen before jogging over to his sister. Upon seeing this, he hid behind a pillar and watched the scene unfold. Dash pulled his sister's dress slightly and she bent down to his eye level. Dash gave the letter and whispered to her ear. She opened the letter, smiled, and took it. A dreamy smile sprung to his lips, but he stopped himself when he realised that he still had many chores to do. As he left, he gave one last glance.

When he finished his last task of the day, it was already late in the afternoon. He ran back home as quickly as he could. While checking the basket one last time, he felt as if something was missing, but he wasn't sure what it was. He quickly told himself nothing more about it and left. On his way out, he saw Antonio and Mirabel playing in the living room. Seeing him with the basket, they both made kissy faces at each other. Camilo only huffed and stormed out of the house. When he heard them giggle, he couldn't help but smile as well.

He walked to the restaurant and when he reached the place, he greeted the L/n’s but Y/n was nowhere in sight. He heard Dash call out for his sister.

“Y/N! YOUR BOYFRIEND’S HERE,” he shouted. 

“Dash! What did I tell you about- Oh hello,” She squeaked, giving a little wave. 

“Alright, you children have everything you need?” Mrs L/n asked as walked over and scanned the children. She was in a hurry as there seemed to be more customers than usual that day.

“Yes, mama we do,” Y/n replied, showing her basket full of goodies. 

"So you two, go ahead. Don't stray too far, make sure you don't use your powers too much, and as for Camilo, you'd better bring her back before eight," Mrs. L/n instructed as she pushed them out of the house. 

“Yes, ma’am,” Camilo saluted before offering his arm to Y/n. Y/n chuckled and placed her hand on his arm. Camilo led them to the forest and after a few minutes of trekking, they reached a tunnel that was covered with leaves and vines.

“...Our date is in a tunnel? A+ for creativity I guess,” Y/n mumbled. Camilo chuckled and pushed away the leaves and the vines. He continued to lead them inside and they could see a bright light at the end of the tunnel. As they neared the opening, Y/n had to squint and cover her eyes with her hand. When they reached, she opened her eyes and saw that they were in a place that resembled a sinkhole. In the middle of the sinkhole was a waterfall which leads to a pond. 

“It's beautiful,” she breathed. It looked so magical that it didn't even look real. Camilo laid out the blanket near the pond and sat down. He gestured to Y/n to sit down with him and she did. They ate, laughed, and gossiped while they basked in the sun. Everything was perfect until…

[tchallasbabymama]

M’Baku’s Love- Chapter 2

Sorry, had to repost it. For some reason it was all blacked out on mobile? Idk, it’s weird and I’m still trying to understand tumblr.

Anywho, here’s Chapter 2 of M’Baku’s Love. Check out my masterlist HERE to read chapter 1 if you haven’t already, and take a look at my other stories as well. As always, let me know what you think or if you want to be tagged in anything. Enjoy!

Word count: 2689

M’Baku pulled up to the Outreach Center a little earlier than necessary on Tuesday. He got out the automated car and leaned against it, crossing his arms as he scanned over the building and its surroundings while reflecting on the mission at hand. If they were successful, thousands of Black children, millions if they expand, would be given a better education and connected to their old, pre-colonizer ways.

He smiled at the thought and turned to grab his things, when he noticed a small rainbow dash from the other side of the parking lot into the building. It took him a moment to process what he saw, but he realized it was Miss In a Hurry, rushing yet again. He smiled fondly and shook his head before heading towards the Outreach Center, opening the door and heading inside the cool, air conditioned building.

Once the chief settled in his office he went over the assistant files one more time, preparing for their interviews. He went over his upcoming day in his head and remembered that his meeting with the head of the Arts Department was at 11. He smiled to himself, dreamily, at the thought of her bright teal hair and her deep dark eyes, but shook himself out of it when he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Mr. M’Baku?” a tall, slender man who looked to be in his early twenties stood in the doorway dressed in slacks and a button-down.

“Yes, who is asking?”

“Deontae Greene, I’m here for my interview,” the young man introduced himself. They shook hands and the interview began. Truthfully, M’Baku didn’t need to interview the other candidates, he had already decided on hiring Deontae the moment his interview ended. He went through the motions of the second and third interview, focusing on the clock more than the interviewees. As soon as his third interview ended, he called Deontae to offer him the position, then went for a quick walk around the center to stretch his legs.

M’Baku found himself outside one of Shuri’s STEM courses, watching as the middle school aged children learned coding languages. She waved him in, and he tentatively stepped inside.

“Everybody, this is M’Baku. He’s the leader of the Jabari tribe in Wakanda.”

A chorus of “Hi M’Baku” erupted from the room, and he smiled before greeting them back.

“Mholo, children. What are you working on today?”

A little girl in the back with braces and pigtails was the first to answer.

“Princess Shuri is teaching us how to make computers work by telling it what to do in different computer languages.”

M’Baku looked at Shuri in confusion and she waved it off to explain later.

The large chief walked around the room to get a look at what they were doing, but quickly made it back to the front of the room when he caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall.

“I have a meeting, or I would stay longer princess.”

“Go, and don't be a stranger to this side of the center. Technology isn't all bad,” Shuri said with a wink as he left and shut the door behind him.

M’Baku’s long legs carried him back to his office in record time, where he was met with the sight of the head of the arts department sitting cross-legged in the chair outside his office, writing in a notebook.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, I wandered down to the STEM wing and lost track of time,” M’Baku rambled on until she looked up at him. Today she had on gold wire-rimmed glasses instead of her red cat-eye frames from the day before, and he liked that he could see her eyes better with this pair. When their eyes met his heart thumped a little louder and his skin felt a little warmer. He watched a small smile brighten up her face as she set her notebook down before unravelling her legs to stand up.

“I wasn’t waiting long. Plus it was your turn to be running late this time,” she responded. M’Baku gestured for her to enter the office first and she obliged before perching cross-legged in the chair across from him. He rounded the desk and sat down, looking into her eyes.

“I do not believe we were properly introduced to one another,” he held out his hand to her, shaking it from across the desk. “I am M’Baku, as you already know from yesterday.”

“Monae Johnson. It’s nice to officially meet you, M’Baku. And my apologies about the other day, I accidentally took a nap and woke up with barely enough time to- I’m rambling, my bad, I do that sometimes.” She rubbed the back of her head..

“It is no problem, really,” more than anything, M’Baku found her adorable.

“So did you end up trying the place I suggested?”

“Yes, I am actually glad you ran into me. I loved The V Spot. It was an excellent recommendation, thank you.” M’Baku had to give props where they were due and this woman definitely knew food. “You must tell me, what else is good in the area?”

“There’s so much! What do you like?”

“I am new to most cuisines, but I am open. Our meeting ends around lunchtime, would you care to accompany me and show me something I might like?”

Monae’s chest tightened up at his seemingly unintended double entendre. The man before her was fine as aged wine and she was having a very difficult time concentrating on the conversation, instead wishing she could see how soft his lips are. She looked down at the ring on her left ring finger and sighed, knowing she’d regret her decision.

“I’d love to.”

______

“You’re a vegan, right?”

“Vegetarian, but vegan is fine.”

“Ever tried Indian food?”

“I cannot say that I have.”

“Come on, there’s a place around here with some really good lunch specials. I hope you like it.”

“Well your last suggestion was superb, so I trust you,” he said with a wink. Monae blushed and turned away, but not before he noticed. M’Baku fought to contain his smile and cleared his throat. “So are you from Oakland?”

“Nope, I’m from Nashville. A southern girl at heart,” she said with her best southern debutante affectation. “I came to Cali for college and just never left.”

“What made you stay?”

“Honestly? It never gets cold here, not the type of cold that seeps into your bones anyway. The worst I’ve felt here is chilly. I’m not made for anything below 50 degrees.”

“As chief of the Jabari I must say I am a little offended, Miss Johnson.”

Monae’s face twisted up, but then softened when she saw the glint in his eye. Was he flirting?

“My apologies, your highness,” she said with a curtsey. “But I’ll admire it from afar.” Her ring flashed in her line of vision, but she shook it out of her mind.

“Besides, you are wrong. Anything over 40 degrees is unfit for habitation. The weather here makes me want to crawl into my refrigerator.”

Monae shivered at the thought.

The two of them arrived at Bombay Palace and since he trusted her judgement, she ordered for the table. The waiter took their menus and quickly brought their waters with lemon slices.

“Are you a vegetarian as well?”

“Um sometimes. I don't eat red meat, but I still eat fish and poultry on occasion. I’m mostly plant-based though. I read that the Jabari are pescetarian, what made you switch over?”

“You have been reading about us, eh?”

“Well I like to know who I’m working with, and I imagine that over the next few months we’ll be seeing a lot of each other, so yes I read about the Jabari.”

“Yes, I would hope so,” M’Baku said before taking a sip of his water while watching her. He noticed her shiver under his gaze and adjust herself in the booth and he smirked, knowing he was getting to her. “And I just do not like the taste of fish very much. Earlier you mentioned having a dance background, do you still dance?”

“I’m so busy I barely have enough time nowadays outside of teaching a class at the center here and there.”

The waiter returned with their samosa appetizer and Monae danced in her seat a little, making M’Baku crack a smile at her endearing antics. They both dug in, M’Baku immediately thanking Hanuman for the food he had received. The familiar yet unfamiliar tastes swirled around in his mouth like a gold medal ice skater at the winter olympics, and he couldn’t get enough.

“Mmm, what is this?”

“Samosas.”

“I could eat this for the rest of my life and die a happy man.”

Monae giggled and almost choked on her food, “This is just the first course, wait until you taste the paneer.”

The two of them continued to talk as more food came out, not watching the time at all.

“How does your family feel about you living so far away?”

“Well my little sister is in college at NYU, living her own life, and my parents died six years ago in a car crash, so they don't feel much of anything anymore.”

He was torn between laughing at her joke and feeling a deep sadness for her loss.

“What’s your family like?”

“I am the oldest of ten-”

“Ten?!”

“Yes.”

“Your poor mama...”

M’Baku’s laughter roared through the restaurant and forced a laugh out of Monae as well. Of course his laugh was as big as he was, and her mind briefly wondered if everything about him was proportional to his size before she was pulled out of her daydream by a ringing telephone. She looked down and her face dropped when she read the name on her screen. “Shit. Uh, sorry I have to answer this- Hi honey...yeah of course...uh-huh...no, just out at lunch with a colleague-”

He couldn’t believe his ears. He knew for a fact that she was flirting with him, yet here he was talking to her “honey.” He wanted to roll his eyes, but instead returned them to his bowl and kept eating.

“Hey, D, can I call you back? We’re just about done here...Ok, bye.” She hung up the phone and cleared her throat.

“Boyfriend?”

“Fiance actually,” she said, showing off the ring on her finger.

“Interesting…”

“What is?”

M’Baku leaned back in his chair and looked into her eyes as he spoke.

“I was not aware you were already spoken for.”

Something about the tone of his voice made her face heat up and she crossed her legs tighter.

“I have my ring on, what would make you think otherwise?”

“That right there,” he gestured to her flushed skin and fidgeting lower half. “You are awfully flirty for someone who is betrothed.”

Monae had hoped he wouldn’t notice and they could carry on like earlier, but the moment was ruined.

M’Baku looked at his watch, realizing they spent almost two hours at the restaurant. “We should get back to the center, I am sure we are missed.”

“M’Baku, I’m sorry to lead you on, but that wasn’t my intention, I just-”

“There is no need to explain, Monae.” He flashed her his gap-toothed smile and called for the waiter to bring their check. He paid, not without plenty of arguing on her end, and they headed back to work.

Shortly after he made it back to his desk the king and prince barged in.

“Soooo…?” N’Jadaka tried to get the conversation going, but M’Baku wasn’t following.

“How did it go?” T’Challa added.

“How did what go?”

The cousins looked at each other in exasperation, and yet again the hot headed prince pushed the issue further.

“Your date nigga! We saw you and Monae walking all close and shit.”

“It was not a date,” He loved the Udakus dearly, but Hanuman, they could be an annoying and intrusive bunch. “She is engaged.”

“Barely,” the cousins said with an eye roll.

“What do you mean ‘barely’?”

“My friend, she has been engaged for three years now with no wedding plans in place and he is almost never home. Like we said: barely.”

M’Baku would never knowingly break up a happy home, but he saw her body language on the phone and she didn’t seem to be as into her fiance as she was into him. Yes he was shiny and new, but the exasperation in her voice at his interruption told him what he needed to know.

“Far be it from me to advocate for adultery, but-”

“It ain't far from me, cuz,” N’Jadaka butted in. “Bak, that beautiful fairy of a woman likes your big ape ass for some reason. Fuck that nigga, she was looking at you like you’re already daddy.”

M’Baku looked over to T’Challa who was nodding in agreement. He had watched her during their department head meeting and every time M’Baku spoke she perked up and the tension fell from her shoulders. She was definitely feeling him.

“I have met this fiance just once and did not get a good vibe from him. I am not sure what it is yet, but there is something-”

M’Baku cut him off before he could even finish. He knew if he let them continue they would end up hatching a plan and roping him into it, so he nipped it in the bud.

“Do not worry about it, I would prefer to remain unattached for the short while I am here, anyway. Now if you know someone who would like something more casual, I would not mind meeting them at some point.”

“I’ll keep an eye out, brother”

“I think the newest history teacher is single, or at least there's no ring on her finger. I can’t remember her name though, is it Keisha? Naima? Whatever it is, she’s fine as hell,” N’Jadaka’s hands outlined her voluptuous body for him, which caught his interest. “I’ll see what I can do. We gon get you some pussy bruh, on Bast.”

T’Challa simply nodded in agreement again.

“Thank you both for your concern,” M’Baku responded dryly. “Now if you gentlemen would excuse me, I have to meet with the social studies department head in a minute.”

“We understand when we are not wanted, but please at least let N’Jadaka set you up. You need to get back out there again, it’s been more than enough time,” the king patted his friend’s shoulder before leaving the room, his cousin doing the same.

______

M’Baku’s last meeting didn’t end until 5 pm, and he was more than ready to get home, cook dinner, and watch a little more Fresh Prince. He packed up his things and headed out towards his car, when out of the corner of his eye he spotted Monae on the other side of the parking lot struggling with several boxes. He jogged over and took them from her hands.

“Here, let me.”

“How are you everywhere?” She laughed.

“You are just lucky, I guess.” He flashed her his million-dollar smile and she was hooked again. Derrick be damned.

“Yeah, I guess I am...um, thank you M’Baku...well uh, I should go. Busy day tomorrow with the open house and all.”

“Ah yes, what exactly is an open house?”

She chuckled at his naivety.

“Basically people from the community get to come here after hours to see what we offer. Think of it like a mass tour.”

“Interesting, well since I have nothing to show them on this tour I am sure I will have time to help if you need it.”

“Thank you, M’Baku, I just might take you up on that.”

“Good. Well, you should go home and rest for the big day ahead. I will see you tomorrow Monae.”

“Get home safe!”

It warmed his heart to hear her caring about his safety, even if it's something she said to everybody. A dreamy smile parted his lips and he felt as if she had just kissed his cheek and sent him on his way.

“You as well, Monae. You as well...”

Next Chapter

[dragons-bones]

FFXIV: A Riot of Blooms

#FebHyurary Day 3: Flower

A/N: Hey now, the prompt list includes writing, and I’ve had a pretty powerful idea for this prompt for a couple days now! This story also contains references to “Resolution” from FFXIV Write 2018.

RATING: G WORD COUNT: 1356 WARNINGS: Mild hints towards PTSD; baby carbuncles being disgustingly adorable.

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Mommy?

“Yes, Amandina?”

Why do you love flowers so much? The tiny black carbunclet reached up, whole body stretched out, to gently paw at the enormous yellow dahlia woven into Synnove’s crown braid, practically glowing against the rich brown and dyed blues of her hair.

“I wouldn’t say I love them…” Synnove said absently, gently pushing morning glory seeds an ilm and a half down into the soil of the new trellis base.

Amandina plopped back down and blinked huge, dark eyes, then glanced around the yard.

The vegetable patch and kitchen herb garden were rigidly laid out in razor sharp rows smarter than any Maelstrom formation, the type of perfection possible only with a geometric genius of an arcanist as the gardener. The mint and strawberries were properly cowed for the moment in their respective boxes, and the asparagus and spinach were already peeking above the soil. It was green with growth and brown from freshly-tilled earth…

…and it was a shock of order among the riot of chaotic color that was the rest of Synnove’s personal domain.

Spring had come early to La Noscea and the yard was already blooming. Purple-red pansies and pink azaleas huddled beneath the shade of the huge old oak that ruled most of the yard; yellow daffodils and fringe-petaled tulips in white and pink and orange shoved at one another in the open spots of sunshine; bluebells and crocuses shyly peeked out from whatever stray corner they had found when they had gone to seed last year, while the rose bushes were dotted with buds and the morning glories in the older trellises against the sides of the house were twining new vines up the lattices, ready to explode into bloom at a moment’s notice. Save for the paths from the gate to the front and kitchen doors, the deck, the birdbath, and a large picnicking spot beneath the oak, every square ilm of land was covered in plant life that if not in flower now, would be come summer or autumn, so that the yard was full of color from the last frost of winter to the first.

Amandina looked back up at Synnove and yipped. Sure, Mommy.

Synnove glanced down at the black pearl carbuncle and then flicked her gaze out over the yard before she grinned ruefully. “Obsession is likely the better choice of word,” she said dryly. But she leaned back on her heels and settled to sit on the ground cross-legged.

The carbunclet peeped excitedly and hooked her paws over her mama’s thigh to haul herself onto her leg and then tumble into her lap: that pose meant a story!

Roksana poked her head down from the platform built among the oak tree’s branches to see what had caught her twin’s attention, ears pricked upright, and peeped herself, scrambling down the ladder in a blur of blue-white fur. The white pearl carbunclet dashed through the flowers, white tails waving in delight, and burst into the open spot next to the trellises to crawl into Synnove’s lap next to Amandina. The pair craned their necks to peer at their mama, and they cheeped in unison, Story story story!

Synnove laughed at them and bundled them up in her arms, raising them to kiss the patches of red fur between their ears; Amandina first, then Roksana. The pearl carbunclets purred, high and squeaky, and nuzzled against her cheeks before Synnove set them back in her lap.

The Highlander took a deep breath and let it out in a slow sigh, petting her youngest girls as she stared off into the distance. “I don’t remember very much about our home in Ala Mhigo,” she said at last, voice soft, “but I remember the flowers.

“My grandmother loved flowers, and she was the only one allowed to tend to her garden; Auntie says that the groundskeeper’s job was primarily to keep the toolshed tidy and well-stocked with mulches and fertilizers, and do whatever Grandmother couldn’t because of age at her direction. I could see her most mornings from my window, with her big straw hat, puttering around the beds with a watering can in hand. There were so many colors in that garden: blues and reds and pinks and oranges and all the rest of the rainbow. And the smell… The smell was indescribable, especially in the morning during the first bloom. The morning glories covered the entire front wall of the manor, and every room—mine included—smelled of morning glories from sunup until almost noon before the scent finally dissipated.”

Synnove’s voice wavered on the last word and she swallowed heavily, reaching up to swipe at her eyes. “There was a bench beneath the old oak—”

An oak tree like ours? Roksana interrupted excitedly.

Her mama laughed, the sound just a little watery. “Bigger! It was as old as the manor, and the manor was old, very old. It cast all the front rooms of the manor in shade, I remember that, too, and it was perfect for climbing; the only ones who used the bench anymore where Grandmother and Grandfather. Even Uncle Tyr would climb with us, though he couldn’t go as high as me or Eydis. I bought this piece of land because of that oak: it’s wonderful for climbing now, but give it another decade and it will be almost as perfect as the manor oak was.”

She stared off into the distance again, lips pressed together into a thin line. Amandina and Roksana exchanged looks, nodded, and burrowed into their mama’s stomach, purring so furiously they vibrated with the sound.

As planned, their actions startled a laugh out of Synnove and she bent over cackling as she reached for them and tried to pull them away. “Girls! Girls, stop it, that’s mean! You know how much that tickles!”

The twins purred harder in response, and Synnove ended up toppling backwards, shrieking with laughter. The girls crawled up her torso to tuck themselves between the curves of her necks and shoulders, slowing their purrs to something softer and soothing, and Synnove eventually calmed, reaching up to wipe tears of laughter off her face and then rest her hands on the pearl carbunclets.

But her melancholy had vanished before it could transform into something darker, and that was what counted.

Eventually, she continued: “Other than the kitchen garden, most of the yard for the longest time was just clover; I had a flowerbed and the rose bushes, and one morning glory trellis, but that was it. And then Ala Mhigo was liberated, and I went back to what had once been our home, and.” She paused, swallowing again, and Amandina headbutted her cheek. Synnove smoothed her hand down the carbunclet’s purple-black ears and back and sighed gustily.

In a stronger voice, she said, “And I saw what had been done to Grandmother’s garden. It wasn’t until I got back here that I just…I just became so furious. It had been my grandmother’s, it had been mine, and it had been beautiful, and I was so angry it was gone. So, I went to the Botanists’ Guild and asked for a list of flowers they thought would grow well in La Noscea, and I went mad for a fortnight just planting. I couldn’t remember how Grandmother had laid out her garden, even if I had had the same flowers as her, but I knew enough that I should try to space things so when the spring blooms faded, the summer and autumn ones could fill the void.

“So that’s why I love flowers so much, my Amandina. They’re a bit of my childhood, and a bit of my grandmother, and a bit of reclaiming them both for the better.”

Amandina reached up and put her paw on Synnove’s nose, chirruping. That’s a sad story, Mommy. Her aetheric harmonic was matter of fact: observing, rather than accusatory or upset.

“Sometimes stories are sad, sparkler,” Synnove said, continuing to pet her, and petting her sister with the same motion now. Both baby carbuncles snuggled closer. “But it doesn’t mean they can’t have a little bit of hope in them, too.”

[sugar-petals]

Please do a tarot reading on bts personality? Thank you

if we’re talking personality, it’s time for the big guns. i promised i’d use this deck to an anon, today we’re doing a shaman soul reading. 

Jungkook: THE RAINBOW

A sign that the end of the storm is near. This card is truly blessed and imbued with great innocence because that’s exactly what Jungkook is. It’s the “everything is alright” signal: The rainbow symbolizes completion of the soul in the Himalayan region where shamans consider rainbows a bridge to the afterlife. Believe it or not: What we see as JK is the last incarnation of his line. His journey is basically complete (!), it is whole. He’s found what we will all find and the end which is a state of profound happiness. There’s a reason why he brings so much ease, fun, and talent everywhere he goes. That sense of lightness and positivity is deeply embedded in him. Brightness, bubbliness, fleeting moods but always optimistic. His personality is all about joy and the feeling of soaring high. It’s not a farce we see on camera, he really is like that. What I noticed is. Since we see a colorful bird dashing forward on a ray of light, I believe JK is headed somewhere blissful, and he’s headed there fast. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, pretty much. Not just the shamans in Nepal consider the rainbow as an arch, Norse ones do, too. The Bifröst bridge connects Midgard to the Æsir. Jungkook has a sort of divine connection going on. That’s why his personality is dignified. Bifröst is translated to ‘shimmering path’, that he got famous was destined from the beginning.

Hoseok: THE SWEAT LODGE

Hey, Mama. I am not surprised that this card is all about a connection to mother earth and all things maternal. The hut — and the ritual that is behind it — is essentially an image for the womb. Hoseok is looking for that warm and cozy feeling in his life. That tells you a whole lot about the personality we rarely see on stage, it’s a much calmer state. The act of sweating disperses old habits and bad thoughts, this is precisely what he seeks. That blissful, protected place/state of being attracts him, or rather, draws him back into his past. His character is so youthful and cheery because he longs for a space like the sweat lodge that leaves you relaxed, drained from the weight of the world, and without sorrows. What he longs for is purity. He’s let go of demons and phases in his life he’s grown out of. His goal is to feel renewed and being without baggage. Note also that the sweat lodge is a community place. He is deeply social, it’s not an act. Hoseok aspires to be a nurturing figure in the future, and peace is very important to him.

Jin: TAMING THE WIND

Think about it: Something as dynamic as air representing Jin makes a lot of sense. He might be a fire sign, but air is nonetheless strong in him. He is a person who is self-directed and cannot be grasped at any time. Air does what it wants, and few other forces can stop it. On top of that, wind is malleable. It can be completely still, gently blowing, come on strong, or be a flat out hurricane. The different levels of intensity are all present in Jin’s character. As in, he can be the introvert of all introverts only to turn into extroversion embodied. The card tells us about just how versatile he can be. That he will achieve more consistency in the future is represented by the act of taming: Yes, he will settle. Visually, the feather is the most important part of this card. It symbolizes a holy dedication to life and distributes smoke during shaman rituals. It can also be interpreted as a pointer when you’re in alignment. So, I’d describe Jin’s character as something that dispels the old to bring about harmony. Thus, he is wild and tame alike. Very interesting duality.

Namjoon: THUNDER

Next to Jimin’s card, this is the most powerful one I pulled. If you’re familiar with The Tower in tarot, THUNDER is similar. Especially in its spiritual weight. Thunder always hails of new things coming. Namjoon is that kind of vanguard. Even his voice booms like thunder man, that’s no coincidence. That he’s the leader of one of the most famous boy groups on this planet means something dramatic and big coming our way. At his core, he is revolutionary. Namjoon is Namjoon because of his message that’s loud, terrifying to great many a hater, and a call to awakening. I am certain he is on his way to enlightenment, I’m not kidding. Because think about, thunder comes first, then: lightning. It describes his personality progression well: Namjoon did a full 180° in the last years. He did all of his shadow work. This card always says a person is about to fulfill their purpose, so he’s currently at the very brink. He is scared to the core but knows that he’s destined for great things. Like buffalos storming ahead, he is unstoppable just like that. It’s because of him that the game changes 😊

Yoongi: THE PRESENT

Beside the literal interpretation of Yoongi being a present to this world which truly is the case, this card also means unconditional offering in a general sense. You’d think it’s his wonderful music that he has gifted us. The meaning of the card says otherwise, things go deeper, it’s about something that is not material in nature. Only true love and true feelings can fully belong to a person and they can give them as a present. I think this is what Yoongi’s personality at its deepest level is about. He is a generous man. Who is more giving than someone so dedicated and full of tender emotions. The card is also a signifier of gratitude, and I think Yoongi truly is thankful. The winged woman shown on the card lifts up the sun, which tells me Yoongi wants to uphold joy and that he was sent to us as an angelic, radiant being. Lil’ cherub he is. The card is colored in such a bright yellow and orange way, I think he could be a kind of light worker, even, if you’re familiar with this concept. What Yoongi’s aim is at its most basic level is to gain access to the happiness of life. And he wishes so dearly we experience it, too. I need a moment.

Jimin: THE INCA CROSS

Ooof. Oh shit. This card is a massive fucking deal. I’m stunned every time I see it. It has a huge wtf factor. A simple but overarching symbol. To shamans, the Inca Cross symbolizes all directions and dimensions coming together. It even connects the Underworld with the Gods themselves. It also has a hole in the middle, allowing us to travel to a different perspective. It tells me Jimin is the one holding everything around him together with his personality. He is that cross, a compass basically. He has access to greater wisdom. The Inca Cross is a big leap, this is what Jimin essentially is. What he exudes propels us forward and unites us. He can make people change their mind and direction in life. He is only halfway aware of that skill. I wouldn’t mess with him either way, he is the true axis of Bangtan. The crucial (=cross-like!) one, even Namjoon said that. Now what’s also important is not just the cross itself but also the color. It is made of solid gold, a very warm tone. His charm and soothing character is innate to Jimin, and that is a regal feat. It’s very important that he knows his worth, that is the crux —cross— of the matter. Now this is where it gets really metaphysical: That the Inca Cross bridges the lower, middle (Human), and upper realm to shamans in Peru is no coincidence. It tells us Jimin was sent from a place that is not this, aka the middle world. I think even people who are not into spirituality can feel that. He is either a saved soul from the Underworld so this is his first incarnation after a long time or he was sent from the Gods. Because the cross connects all worlds, it could even be both at the same time. And since the Inca Cross allows dimension and time travel (!)… maybe he can do even that. This card is telling me the wildest shit.

Taehyung: HEART OF SKY

During the last tarot readings I drew The Empress for him several times, the energy is no different here. This card has Queen of the Night type of imagery. It’s a very dreamy, whimsical woman immersed in melancholy, dressed in lavish garments. It’s not hard to see the parallel to Taehyung’s character. He is just as nostalgic and concerned with all things that bring more beauty to this planet. That is his purpose. I repeat: Taehyung is here to spread the fine things in life to bring us sophistication and wholesomeness. The Heart of Sky is quite possibly the card most connected to creativity and love. It encourages the one receiving it to paint. We know he’s already an artist at heart, the shaman cards know it, too. Heart of Sky means to pour out your emotions. And to show all your talents in a gorgeous way. The card is just… spot on. Nighttime plays an important role in this illustration, Tae is more Moon than Sun in personality. He’s in tune not just with his divine masculine, but also feminine. Perfect balance. The Heart of Sky carries with it a strong ethical component also, that means Taehyung is figuring out his intent very often. He’s a benevolent person, a creator. A good person, a benevolent heart. He wants the best for everyone, you and me, anybody.

Bangtan: THE SUN 

I also pulled a card for the personality of the group as a sum. THE SUN is pretty straightforward: BTS are luminaries, a figurative giant. A super-star. Shamans connect the sun to male energy so the allegory fits, there’s a bright and positive masculine quality in their work. BTS are a hot topic and the energy is high. Sometimes even overpowered because their solar pizzazz is so ardent — burning out is the #1 danger here. That’s why the members connected to the moon and night (Joon, Tae, Yoongi, to some extent Jimin) are so important to balance everything. Passion, humor, creativity, playfulness are always around when BTS is near. The sun is at the center or the universe and widely seen, the group indeed takes that center spot right now. Many other life forms depend on the sun, revolve around it, BTS and their light are needed. If they fall, a system collapses. The card tells us they are currently at their zenith, truly radiant now, soaring like the winged spirit on the card. Also, to state the obvious: Come on, who’s the sun of BTS? Hobi’s personality sticks out the most, reflects back to the group dynamic. This is his card and time to shine. He makes or breaks the deal and the cards know it. He sets the tone.

bighit: THE JAGUAR

I wanted to see what the personality of bighit as a whole is, too. Unsurprisingly — what came out is an animal who’s a roaring force to be reckoned with. The energy is a lot more competitive and serious compared to The Sun. I find it convincing and see why these cards came out: Lighthearted group, big business company. Now, the Jaguar has a dark side as well as extreme advantages. He sure doesn’t look like the scariest animal ever, but being on top of the food chain allows him to do whatever he pleases: He’ll never be prey. On the other hand, he is protected because he’s so strong. Bighit does have that quality of being untouchable. Much like the jaguar, it’s an undertaking that operated in the shadows for long. We know that Bang PD claims to have the secret success formula and isn’t as public as say Lee Soo Man and JYP. There is a component of mystery, and the other companies are careful because of it. On the light side, BTS certainly have powerful and rational guidance. To give an analogy from the jungle book: Bighit is like Bagheera, the voice of reason, infusing BTS with strength and knowledge.

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[razorblade180]

Mother’s Day

[Twin Snowflakes]

It’s early in the morning. Weiss has just woken up to something a bit out of the ordinary. Someone had picked her outfit out already. It was an office dress; nothing too special. Except it was pure black with a glittery red belt and a slit in the dress on the left side. What made it strange though was Someone placed her black wig and red contacts next to it.

Needless to say, she was intrigued and was going to wear it. In a matter of minutes she was walking through her hallways in it.

Bleiss:Hello!? Yo, my little rugrats?.....Babe? I know one of you has to awa-

She turned the corner to see Jaune in a dashing white business suit and an over the top decorative bow on his head that was held in place by ribbon that went over his body; complete with a note.

Bleiss:Well hey there sexy. Looking a bit finer than usual.

Jaune:And you look every bit as gorgeous as the day I met you; better in fact.

Bleiss:*red* Are you going to read that note for me handsome?

Jaune:*clears throat* “Dear Mother Goose-

Bleiss:*snorts* (These kids...)

Jaune: “Happy Mother’s Day! We took deliberately or persuading dad to put on the suit you bought for him and waking up early enough to make breakfast downstairs. We’ll be out the house until dinner time. With love, you little rugrats.”

Bleiss:Should we be concerned our children basically know what we- what I like to do when we have alone time?

Jaune:You’re not exactly subtle when you’re like this.

Bleiss:I can’t help that you’re so irresistible. Though I don’t get what’s up with my suit.

Jaune:That wasn’t them. It was all me. I already said this but...

He saunters over to Bleiss who can’t help but smirk as his hand reaches for her waist and pulls her closer.

Jaune:You look really gorgeous today.

Bleiss:Isn’t breakfast waiting for us?

Jaune:That look in your eyes tell me you aren’t that hungry.

Bleiss:Not for food, no. So you gonna kiss me already or-mmph!?

Her words were cut off by a deep and loving kiss. What a good way to start the morning.

xxxx

Nora woke up and did her usual morning routine. Shower, stretching, and her workout clothes. Time to start the day. She walked over to her bed and kissed her sleeping husband on the cheek “Bye sweetie.” Nora said, before heading out of the room.

She almost made it out of her home when something caught her eye. A light from another room was coming from around the corner. The kitchen? Nora made her way towards the kitchen and hit with the glorious smell of pancakes. A hardy stack of them in heart shapes were on the counter while Valerie was washing the pan that they were made in. The girl grabbed two forks and an obscene amount of syrup.

Nora:Well whay do we have here!? Color me impressed.

Valerie:Happy Mother’s Day. How about we also make it a cheat day?

Nora:I say we are going to need a hundred more pancakes before it counts as a cheat day.

Ren:*walks in* Then I guess you need a master chef.

Nora:Oh you’re awake!

Ren:*kisses her cheek* Today is a special day.

Valerie:Let’s chow down!

Ren and Nora:Yeah!

xxxx

knock knock knock

Ruby:*opens door* Hello-

Summer:*holding a cookie jar* We know this might be a bit weird but....

Nick:*holding Roses* You’re basically like a mom to us too.

Summer and Nick:So Happy Mo-

Ruby pulls both of them into a giant hug and holds them close. The twins look a little stunned at first before hearing Ruby sniffle softly. They not wrap their arms around her in a loving embrace.

Ruby:Thank you....

xxxx

Veronica:Hey mom? Can you come here real quick and help me with some fabric?

Blake:I’m a little busy at the moment.

Veronica:*pouts* It would really be appreciated. If you could help. It would only take second.

Blake:*walking in* If it’s that easy than why- shut the fuck up!!!! Is this....!?

In that moment, Blake remembered what today was. She had been so busy with work that it crossed her mind. Even if she never forgotten, Blake would’ve been happy with a card. Instead she stood in front of an elegant kunoichi inspired outfit. The base was black win a purple haze design that went around it as if to give it a smokey look. Dark purple was also the color of the hems and sleeve cuffs with the black becoming accent on it. All topped off with a beautiful purple bow tied in the back. This alone was exceptional, but something made it better. It was....

Blake:Is this a replica of the main protagonist’s outfit from Ninjas of Love!?

Veronica:To. The. Last. Stitch.

Blake:*tearing up* Veronica this is outstanding! Wait, why are you reading-

Veronica:*red* I like the plot! Moving on... I hope you enjoy this and I don’t know if you’ll get the perfect opportunity to wear this but hey. I’m sure you’ll find an excuse.

Blake:You know I will. *hugs her* I love you.

Veronica:*purring* I know!

Yang:Hey have you seen- woah is that...?

Blake:Yeah it is!

Yang:Veronica knocked it out of the park this year.

Veronica:It’s you that’s the tricky one. *red* Your gift is a little more abstract. I know I’m usually busy and not the easiest person to deal with. I also know we don’t really spend time together that much anymore so-

Yang.*hugging her* Is someone trying to spend the entire day with me?

Veronica:If...that’s okay?

Yang:Silly kitty. It’s always going to be okay. I love you.

Veronica:I....I love you too.

xxxx

*door opens*

Nick:We’re back!

Summer:Please be decent!

Jaune:*making dinner* We’ve been decent for hours.

Summer:We never know with you two. (I’m surprised we don’t have another set of twins or something.)

Nick:Now then, did we come home to mother goose or mama duck? *smiling*

He got his answer answer in the form of long white hair coming from around the kitchen corner and rushing over to grab both him and his sister. All three falling over to the ground as they laughed and hugged each other.

Weiss:Hello my baby ducklings!

Summer and Nick:Happy Mother’s Day mom!

Weiss:It really is, isn’t it?

[Lasting Embers]

Raven:Hey, I’m going out Tai.

Tai:Before you go can you stop by Yang’s and drop off those sunflowers?

Raven:Her house is the complete opposite direction.

Tai:Just open a portal.

Raven:Fine. *opens portal* You know a present means more if-

Yang:SURPRISE!!!

Without warning, Yang comes jumping through from the other side. Tackling Raven right to the ground and hugging her. Raven’s face turns red as she notices balloons and a box with the Schnee logo; most likely some high quality dust blades.

Raven:Yang!? What are you-

Yang:Happy Mother’s Day you grouchy mama bird. *grinning*

Raven:....

Raven:*smiles* After all these years you’re as energetic as ever. Once a baby bird, always a baby bird. *hugs her*

Yang:!!?*red*

Raven:Tai where you in on this?

Tai:Duh. I’m also in on Yang’s gift.

Yang:My gift? I was just home and got a card.

Tai:*smiles* But now you’re here and not home. A lot can change in a matter of minutes.

That peeked Yang’s interest. Her and Raven stared at the portal that was still opened in curiosity before getting up and jumping through. Tai chuckled at their anticipation and went through as well.

He was rewarded with the sight of his daughter covering her mouth with amazement as she tried not to jump up and down like a kid. They were all outside, including Jaune who was smiling. As well as Yujin who was also covered in motor oiled while she posed arms crossed right next to motorcycle that looked liked Yang’s old one.

Yujin:Meet bumblebee 2.0! Built from the ground up by yours truly after months of hardwork. You have many people to think for this accomplishment since this was no blueprints for the original.

Yang:How the heck did you get so accurate! The leather even feels right!

Yujin:Someone remembers what it felt like when it ran full force into him.

Yang:No fricken way....

Yujin:Adam says you’ll personally have to fight him again if you launch this bike at anyone or off a cliff.

Yang:Damnit, no I have to thank him. That was probably his plan from the get go.

Jaune:Stop whinnying and take this thing for a spin. *tosses her a helmet*

Yang:Wanna come admire your handiwork with your dear old mom Yujin?

Yujin:Hell Yeah!

Yang:Let’s go visit Tenzen.

Yujin:*pulls out scroll* He’s a bit busy.

She flips the scroll around and plays a video from earlier today.

Tenzen:*grinning* Hey Yujin, I think my mom likes her present. What’s your opinion? *flips camera around*

Nora:*holding a sloth* This is the greatest moment that has ever happened in my entire life...! He’s so cute!!!

xxxx

(Night time)

Jacquelyn:*watering flowers*..... (Hmm, haven’t seen the kids all day. They must be planning something, or maybe they forgot. No...well, they have been busy lately.)

A frown crept up on her face. She was used to simple gifts since money was tight so that wasn’t a problem. She just wanted them to say. Jacquelyn continue to get wrapped up in her thoughts until something cool ran across the top of her forehead. She looked up to see an orbs of water in front of her. They were floating, all the water she was pouring upwards; her entire body was floating. “Huh?”

A shadow drifted over her during this clear moon lit night; shadows that had horns and cat ears. Jacquelyn looked up with big smile to see her daughters floating towards her with petals of numerous flowers following them. All of them a variety of colors that rivaled any sunset or rainbow. The two grabbed their mom and put her right in the center of it all as they held her close.

Sienna:Happy Mother’s Day to the women who brings color to our lives...

Jael:And sweeps us off our feet.

Jacquelyn:Awww you guys. This is gorgeous.

Sienna:It took us longer than we thought to find enough flowers. This is the desert after all.

Jael:Not to mention the annoying grimm, but we managed!

Jacquelyn:You could’ve just gotten me a card.

Sienna:We do that every year! This one had to be special!

Jael:Yeah, you’re the best! With your powers now your garden will be twice as big.

Jacquelyn:*tearing up* Thank you. (Heh, I almost forgot. With these two....)

Sienna and Jael:We love you!)

Jacquelyn:*crying* (I’ll never be forgotten)

The three remained floating up there enjoying the view. Not knowing a certain someone was watching from below.

Adam:*smiling*

[Premonition]

Blake:*writing*

Secretary:Uh, Mrs Belladonna? It’s time for lunch.

Blake:That’s fine, I’ll just work through it. I have to these documents done by tomorrow night.

Secretary: Ah yes, he thought you might say that. Or I guess he knew you would.

Blake:!? “Knew?”

The secretary walked in a placed a bento box on her desk before leaving. Blake put down her pen and opened it to find it filled with various sushi; cooked and uncooked. Along with heart shaped rice balls and a note. Blake smiles and read it immediately.

“Do your best to unite the world. Can’t do it on an empty stomach though. Happy Mother’s Day.”

Blake:.....

Lucas:*laying in a hammock* (I wonder...if she’ll like it? I followed dad’s instructions but that doesn’t mean she’ll like it.) Hmmm

Blake:Someone looks concerned.

Lucas:Mom!? *sits up* Shouldn’t you be working!?

Blake:It’s lunch break. I wanna spend it with my special little guy. You made way too much food for one person you know? *smiles* Almost like you wanted me to come home to share. Predict that too?

Lucas:*red* More like wishful thinking.

Blake smiled and sat next to him. She quickly learned in a kissed his cheek which made Lucas wanna curl up in embarrassment and Blake laugh.

Blake:Wish granted.

Lucas:Happy Mother’s Day mom.

Blake:Hehe, thank you.

[Rosebud]

Another day, another job well done. For the most part anyways. A couple of nevermore had taken the wind out of Ruby’s sails by launching a feather at her right ankle. Now she was walking home with a limp. Crescent rose on her back didn’t make it easier, or the fact she was going through sand. At least she had the brains to take off her heels before reaching she made it to the rough terrain. The sun was setting but no grimm scared her; at this point she did not care about making everyone of them stone. If she can get over the sand dune in front of her that is.

Ruby:(Stupid nevermore with their stupid sharp feathers. Since when do they curve through the air? That’s definitely new.) Ugh, I’m definitely taking the longest bath when I get home.

???:That sounds nice.

Ruby’s head perked up immediately. She was a bit more tired than she thought. On top of the dune was a person. Not just anybody though, herself? All she saw was a silhouette but she was definitely looking at her old clothes from Atlas. The figure stepped closer and out of the glaring sunbeam. It was Carmine, and she was looking a bit winded herself.

Ruby was thrown for a loop on why her daughter was wearing those old clothes or looked like she ran a marathon. She didn’t get a chance to ask before Carmine lifted her mother up and onto her back; carrying Ruby up the dune.

Ruby:Ummm thank you? What’s this all about.

Carmine:You’re hurt. Why wouldn’t I carry you?

Ruby:I was talking more about the outfit. You aren’t a fan of skirts or anything too fancy.

Carmine:*blushing* Yeah well, I know how much you think I look cute in them so I thought I’d pick the coolest looking one,

Ruby:Awww for me? How cute.

Carmine:This goes right back in the box after today!

Ruby:So is this my gift?

Carmine:You’re a third right. The other half you’ll see when we get to the top.

Ruby:Ooooo

A few minutes passed before Ruby got why her daughter was tired. As they reached the top Ruby saw nothing but what looked like an ocean of crimson that surrounded her house down in the distances. “Is that red sand?”

“Look closer..” Carmine said. Ruby squinted and on closer inspection Ruby realize that the red she was seeing was roses. Hundreds of roses that each shimmered faintly like raindrops being hit by sunlight. “Woah.....”

Carmine smiled confidently. “Now look at it as a whole.”

“A whole? What, is it a pic-my symbol!?” Ruby screamed in shock. The roses were postponed perfectly to recreate her symbol with the house right in the center of it all.

Ruby:How the- this is- Carmine this is amazing! I didn’t even think you could make this many roses!

Carmine:Not without dad’s help. He’s almost has burnt out as I am. I’m sure both of you though will find your second wind in time for bed though.

Ruby:*Blushing* Carmine!

Carmine:Don’t be mad because I’m right. I’ll be knocked out though so I doubt you’ll wake me or Garnet.

Ruby:What’s the third part of this present?

Carmine:He’s at home with dad making cookies.

Ruby:Fuck yeah! This day rules. Worth the injury. Thanks sweetheart. *holds on tighter* You’ve really grown up strong huh? I’m glad....

Carmine:Hehe, I... had good teachers. Happy Mother’s Day....