#i couldn't bear to throw them out bc they STILL WORKED

[noblehcart]

sometimes a miracle is a dude on etsy 3D printing sku.llca.ndy cru.sher hinges.

[waltwhitmansbeard]

20. “What were you like before I met you?”

Hmm… let’s make this interesting. Keyleth meeting the Mighty Nein and getting to know them.

20. "What were you like before I met you?" so this happened bc, not for the first time, i read "mighty nein" and saw "bells hells," and, not for the first time, saw "bells hells" and thought "orym." so basically, this in no way resembles the prompt, but it is what i have lol

All of the most important people in the world are leaving, scattering and coalescing into their various war rooms and private councils. The Hells are getting sidelong looks, which Orym can understand; yesterday, they were strangers, interlopers, nobodies—today, they're heroes.

He watches Dorian fall into conversation with his father and tries not to use his keen lip-reading ability to follow every word. He imagines a thousand different ways that conversation could go, but it's up to Dorian to tell him about which one it ended up being, if he wants to. Chetney's been flagged down by one of the Sanctuary's scalebearers, and Orym just has to see the phrase "C-POP" on his lips to know he wants nothing to do with whatever that is. Braius is being reconfronted by Highbearer Vord, but Orym has learned in their scant few hours together that if anyone can lie their way out of trouble, it's Braius Doomseed.

So he takes this moment to find the Voice of the Tempest. He appears at her elbow silently, making the Dwendalian representative she's speaking with jump, but the Tempest doesn't even flinch. "Hello, Orym."

"Tempest." He ducks his head. "Do you have a minute? I don't mean to interrupt."

"Of course." She bids goodbye to the Dwendalian and leads Orym away. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, uh, first I wanted to thank you for those titles, the ones you gave my friends. It...means a lot."

The Tempest snorts ungracefully. "You should have seen the first six drafts." She smiles down at him. "It was my honor, Orym. I know what it is to have the fate of the world on your shoulders. The very least we could do is acknowledge it appropriately."

"What were you like before I met you?" Orym asks.

The Tempest laughs. "Orym, I've known you since you were the size of a housecat."

He flushes. "I know, I mean—what were you like when you were...like me? Part of a group with the fate of the world on its shoulders?"

She drums her fingers thoughtfully along her staff. "Hmm. Well, I was younger," she quips. "More optimistic, I think. Definitely more naive. I really thought that if we tried hard enough, if we cared enough, we could stop all the bad things from happening." She smiles again, this time wryly. "My secret, though, is that most of the time? I still think that way."

Orym's heart sinks a little. "So...you never had any doubt? You just always knew you were going to get the job done?"

The Tempest throws her head back and lets out a barking laugh that draws the attention of the surrounding dignitaries. "Oh, fuck no, are you kidding?" She crouches down then, gets to his eye level in the way that has never once felt to Orym like a parent condescending to a child, but rather someone speaking to their equal. "Orym, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the doubt is there literally all of the time. Even today, putting forth that plan with Vex and Allura, I had no idea how that was going to go, if the others would accept it, if it's even going to work. But the alternative is doing nothing, and I have never been good at that."

"Is that why you're so strong? Because there is no alternative?"

"I am strong, Orym, for the same reason you're strong." Her fingers dance briefly between them, and suddenly, she's holding onto the stem of a pearly white snowdrop. "I'm strong because there are people counting on me to be strong. People I love. People I couldn't bear to let down." She hands him the snowdrop. It is soft and alive in his fingers. "You have those people. I know you do." He doesn't miss the way her eyes flick over to Dorian, who is just now walking away from his father. "And a word of advice? From someone who waited and will carry the regret of that waiting for the next millennium?" There's a twinkle of something almost mischievous in her eye. "Do not take too long to let those people know how you feel. You and I know better than most that you never know how long you have with them."

She stands then, tall and regal, gives him a wink, and glides away, leaving Orym speechless and holding the flower. He watches her disappear into the throngs of the Platinum Sanctuary, and then his eyes catch Zeru Wyvernwind walking down the steps. He stuffs the snowdrop into his pocket and jogs after him, suddenly finding himself with quite a bit to say.

[waters-and-the-wilde]

okay speaking of wrestling and also apropos of 'Rita drags him in by his tie', I was previously having Thoughts about imminently post Got His Ass wherein Rita is bound and determined to drag Nureyev kicking and screaming back into being family again so uh. scenario.

Rita corners Nureyev for A Conversation after they Get His Ass, like plot resolution denouement loose ends and stuff where he's in the clear debt-wise, made his peace with Slip however that looks, he and Juno Have Talked but they're like just on the other side of Having Talked. like Things Are Okay but also everything's just so raw and they're being So Careful with each other, it's like the early days on the Carte Blanche again and it's hard to shake the feeling that any more disturbance is going to topple whatever they're trying to rebuild

so Nureyev is just. his whole brain is full of fire alarms. he's vibrating in place like a greyhound that just got picked up at the shelter after it got spooked and ran away from home. this time he has no high ground as the injured party, he and Rita have known each other for a year now so there's a lot less of her initial 'sniff out the new beau' hesitancy, and sure he knows Rita well enough that it's obvious she's not gonna up and Ruin Him on purpose when she wholeheartedly volunteered to get him out of the mess he was in but still. she's the most unpredictable person he's ever met, he has no idea how this is going to go.

like logically he knows that he and Juno are working shit out and logically he knows that Rita's kinder than the people in her life deserve and might continue to tolerate him, but ultimately she's Juno's best friend who might well just be about to give him the mother of all 'you're on thin fucking ice' shovel talks, like she can't possibly still approve of him anymore right??

so he's scrambling to do preemptive damage control, he's throwing everything he's got into trying to Fix This. going on about how he knows what she must think of him and how sorry he is and that all he has to say for himself is that he only wanted to keep Juno safe, that he couldn't bear the thought of dragging him down with him, not when he was free and their family was together and he knows he should have ended it when Juno asked him to and he just wasn't strong enough and Rita's like. yeah that's nice i know Mista' Nureyev, hey can I tell you what I said to Mista' Steel when he told me about leaving you in that hotel?

and Nureyev shuts up and braces himself and nods very seriously and then she's like, actually you might wanna take off your glasses for this, and now he's extra confused and possibly even more terrified, and she waits until he's put them in a little case and set it on a side table and then there's just kind of a blur and a whole Rita NYEEERRRRRRAAaGGHHH!!!! noise and WHOOMP

pillow to the face

(for context. in my brain. I sorta presume that Juno told her about what happened with Miasma at some point in the aftermath of Newtown bc he owed her an explanation about both times he went missing, and yes she was glad that Juno didn't run away on an adventure across the galaxy without her but she knows a dick move when she sees one and also probably has the full context of baby Mista' Steel's self-sabotaging romantic choices (Juno said there was a whole thing about him walking out when he was with Diamond so I am assuming that Rita was privy to any number of related incidents over the course of those years). finding out that he passed up the chance to run away on a romantic adventure with the mysterious and dashing gentleman who he'd been mooning over for month, who was apparently also smitten with him the whole time and saved his life and tried to take care of him when he lost his eye?? she waited until he was staring into the bottom of his glass and then started whaling on him with a pillow)

anyway Nureyev doesn't get a chance to do much except yelp and sputter and get his arms up before she whacks him with the pillow again. and again. and starts yelling like 'YOu! are! such! a! big! dumb! baBY! Just! 'Cause! YOU! Think! People're better off! Without you! Don't make you! All! Noble 'n stuff!'

and he gets with the program pretty fast, which is to say that he's just on the floor letting her do her worst because that's just what's happening now

'alright I yield! I surrender! have mercy your honor!'

'DAMN! RIGHT! YOU! DO! DidN'T! Captain! Mom! Teach! you! aNYThInG! Big! Stupid! Tough guy! Tryin'a! Do it all! Yourself! We're! S'posed to be! FaMBLY! Now you're! Stuck with us! FoReVeR!!'

tackles him with the pillow. starts tickling him. both of them are shrieking. he vaguely registers that Juno has appeared and is slouching in the doorway 'my love i beg of you call off the attack i'll do anything' and Juno's like 'sorry honey i'm a little busy' and is holding up something that is probably comms-shaped and 'Nooooo, Juno how could you, JUNO SINCE WHEN DO YOU KNOW HOW TO RECORD THINGS'

(and the thing is Nureyev was just letting it happen because he assumed this was catharsis for Rita's sake and sure it's not not for Rita getting it out of her system but she processes things pretty fast you know? and she runs out of steam and goes off to get a snack and he's just there on the floor with his hair in his face kinda punch-drunk and Juno sidles up and sits beside him and whoops turns out Rita found the Release Feelings Valve and Juno's like 'yeah she does that. went a lot easier on me but I think that was mostly because I'd just gotten out of the hospital when i told her about all that.')

(a couple months later Ruby turns up to scoop Jet in the nick of time from a dangerous raid on Dark Matters and he asks what it's been up to and it pulls up the footage that Juno copied to the databanks. he gets a good kick out of the fact that Rita was on the same page about the whole 'he is solitary and overconfident and alone he can only fail' thing and that she got the opportunity to address it in the most rita way possible)

[dandyshucks]

okay okay here we go - very messy off-the-cuff oc intro under the cut with some design sketches + doodles (IT'S KIND OF LONG):

random other doodle (another system member's self portrait i think? idk djfkdl) for the last pic there sorry fhdksl it was just a handy photo i had on hand that had almost the same dimensions for tumblrs cropping shenanigans (also that one emoji is there in the first pic bc i couldn't get that eye to cooperate fjkdkl)

anyhowdy uhhmm heres Theodor and Philby... Theodor uses he/she and Philby uses they/it and I'm literally just now realizing that they cover the main four bases wtf ... that was not intentional but it is funky and fun !! Theodor has a few nicknames like Teddy, Dory, Theo, etc, while Philby is is just Philby (their full name is Philbert but only their parents call them that LOL)

Theodor has a port wine stain birthmark on his left cheek ! and Philby potentially has rosacea but I'm still looking into that to make sure I'm not pulling any shitty moves if I'm going to have that be a part of their character. they (Philby) use mobility aids occasionally, generally just a cane, sometimes crutches, but they also have a wheelchair on hand for more difficult days.

Teddy is an interesting mix of very patient and loving while also sometimes cocky and impulsive, so he sometimes say things that are unintentionally hurtful or offensive (but is learning to apologize swiftly to help mend his mistakes). to people who don't know him well, he might come across as arrogant occasionally. he enjoys designing clothing items that Philby will often sew up for him, as well as experimenting with different coloured art mediums (pastels, paint, chalk, etc) and makeup (he is absolutely a skincare girlie fjfkdl). he comes from a family that's well-off (definitely upper class but not necessarily wealthy) so he's used to having money to throw around and doesn't quite fully grasp what it's like to be poor or working (or even middle) class, so there's some butting of heads there.

Philby comes from a working class family, not poor but definitely lower class lol. they have a fair amount of pride and can be kind of prickly, but they're extremely thoughtful and can be very kind and patient when they want to be. they're very practical and well-organized, and is integral to keeping things running smoothly in the household. they're very skilled with sewing and they also happen to be a good cartoonist! it takes a bit for them to warm up to new people, but they're usually just neutral and maybe a bit blunt with people they don't know well. if they dislike a person, they tend to have an attitude of "i don't want to waste any of my time on this person" and avoids the person rather than taking the time and energy to decide if they want to be pointedly rude or remain polite.

both of them are really good with kids in their own way! Philby likes being fun and clownish while Teddy prefers to be more of a comforting ... well... teddy bear sort of presence LOL. both of them are super patient w kids though, and they love to spend time helping out with kids when someone needs a babysitter! (why yes this is almost entirely just an excuse for me to think abt how they'd be so good with the kiddos in our system LMAO) if they ever ran a daycare or preschool together they'd be absolutely phenomenal at it, especially since they make up for what the other lacks in their approaches to interacting with children.

Theo prefers kitschy grandma-type aesthetics in both clothing and decor, while Philby enjoys a lot of bright colours and fun patterns that would fit more into "c.lowncore" and "k.idcore" aesthetics (with some occasional punk influences). Theo enjoys a lot of clothing that is maybe considered more feminine, while Philby just wears whatever is comfortable and brightly coloured, occasionally with some blacks to make the colours pop more!

they have a really interesting contrasting dynamic, Theo being a "gentle giant" while also being somewhat impulsive and more prone to hurting people accidentally with his words, and Philby being smaller in stature and more prickly but also much more thoughtful and careful with their words and actions.

also bonus funny thing: Theodor had a trad g.oth phase as a teen in highschool that lasted a couple years hehe

[discocandles]

Lolirock characters ranked on how likely they would be to rock someone's shit in a fist fight:

Note: this is for characters who speak in at least two episodes. Mostly. There may be a few exceptions.

At the bottom of the list: missy

Tbh missy looks like she'd smack a bitch, but I think she's more bark than bite. The second it's getting physical is the second she's backing out. She's probs the one getting her shit rocked

Next up: Doug

With a name like Doug, you know his fedora-wearing ass doesn't stand a single iota of a chance. And if you get the cell phone, he's down for the fucking count. This is also a good place to put any other love in-show love interest auriana's had... there is one exception

The exception: Matt

Now I know what you're thinking. The dinosaur guy? Why's he soch a big exception? Well it's bc of the falling t-Rex scene. The guy noticed the skull falling and was able to make his way under it, catch it and hold it up until iris got there. Do I think he'd still get whooped in a fistfight? Yes I do, but he's put up more of a fight than the likes of Doug or Timothy(who got bested by a fucking table)

Now, Our magical teddy bear: amaru

While I highly doubt amaru would get into a street fight, I don't think he'd do the best. He's smol, he's squishy, and quite cute. And while these are all amazing facts about him, they are no help in a fight. But I think his cuteness would keep him from being hurt.

She should probs be higher but I'm spending forever on this already: Lyna

Lyna would try to avoid a fight at all costs. don't get me wrong, I'm not saying she couldn't rock your shit. I'm saying she probably wouldn't. This is basically a character trait of hers, as she's a lot better with spells. If she actually joined the fight, she'd probably just fight to a stand still.

Please hear me out: gramorr

yes I am getting a lot of joy from this. We never see him use anything other than magic and intimidation to get his way. without his magic, he only has intimidation. So I think he can barely throw a punch. Like once the person isn't intimidated by him they could probably rock this man's shit, but his presence makes most folks just go "nah, fuck this."

Next: Jenny

Is this mostly to spite gramorr? I'll never say. Listen, Jenny would use a lot of foot work to confuse her opponent, and get them to fall, then beat them up. I think this isn't her first rodeo with this crap.

Ok, this is where I'm putting Deinos and Kakos:

if I could separate them, they'd be a lot lower, but they finish each other's sentences, so they're basically one person. They mostly have the advantage of being two people, but put them in a 2v2 and those kids are getting slammed.

After this: Nathaniel

I feel like this fight is under very particular conditions. Someone's being disrespectful and loud in the smoothie shop. He tries to escort kick them out, and they punch him. Nathaniel is able to get them out the door before punching back. And wins the fight, but gets injured in the process.

We're pretty much in the you never stood a chance levels: Auriana

I know I know, it's probably lower than it should be. But I have a good reason for this. It's bc I can't see auriana getting into a fistfight. She's a very charming person, and that gets her out of a lot of these situations. She absolutely kicks ass, but I think it's almost impossible for her to end up in a street fight.

I think I know what I'm doing here: Mephisto

This is probably just a game to him tbh. Like it doesn't matter that he's not using magic. In fact, it probably helps him some since most of the magic fights are using large spells to summon monsters. Also he's talking trash the entire time, but no one quite knows what he means, so he's accidentally playing mind games with his opponents.

Back again?: it's Amaru, but horse form

Yes they are separate, and I know it kind of contradicts the Deinos & Kakos thing but guess what? I don't care. But anyway, horse amaru could take a direct attack from banes, he can handle a little fist fight. Like horses are kinda tanks already, and he also has wings.

We're def in the you never stood a chance category: Talia

If you're pissing her off, it's barely even a fight. The shit-rocking will be swift, she's by far the most efficient. But she won't do it unless it's really needed.

I'm gonna get flamed for this one: Iris

One of my main reasons for this is bc she was the first person we saw using the crystum-pactus spell, which is just like enhanced punching. And in the episode with the evil stuffed animals, in the initial fight iris just bit the plushie that was latched onto talia.

Like she's more feral than we think she is.

Praxina

I don't know why she wouldn't be using her magic, but actually she probably is, and that's what's she's really able to fuck anyone going against her up.

At the very top: Carissa

For Carissa, every fight is a fistfight. Similar to what I said about Lyna, the fact she's good at combat is part of her character. Carissa is also on the short list of people who have fucking bodied Banes, and on his own turf too. She deserves to be able to kick someone in the face. Like Carissa joining a fight by leaping off something and landing on the opponent's face would be iconic, and you can't tell me I'm wrong about that.

[disperceptionalism]

I am clearly not the level of Fandom that I once was bc I like the bear and I wanted to see some deep dives into character arcs but all I can find is ppl wanting to fuck carmy. i get it but this man is traumatized and not in the cute way. like is this a joke he couldn't commit to the one relationship handed to him on a platter and talked to and about her like she was his therapist. he very well mightve been a virgin before meeting Claire, and based on his backstory and the way he talks about committing to a relationship with her makes me think that he never even had a girlfriend before her. this man doesn't fuck. I'll give you that he looks like he has the potential to fuck, but Carmen Berzatto does not currently "fuck". others advertised this as the "hot linecook" TV show but what I watched was a traumatized introverted man who had set off out of school with the singular vision of becoming a chef, focused exclusively on success, and then his brother killed himself. like we start there.

please oh my god he is screaming for help and his trauma can't be fucked away. I have so many thoughts about Sydney and Carmen's relationship and how so deeply neither of them is ready for any sort of romance in that way.

starting with Sydney, she wouldn't even tell Carmen that her mom was dead until months into knowing him, when the Bear was nearlt open, even though he did try to gently prompt information from her. She avoids anything to do with a deep and serious emotion, her passion is singular and focused, much like Carmy was when he was at Noma and the French Laundry. When she said "that's a little too personal" when Carmy started opening up about his trauma, she brushed it off like a joke but it seemed like she made that joke to deflect from anything personal. she is avoidant and her respect of Carmy is purely artistic at that point. She just so happened to intersect with Carmen during one of the least focused moments of his life. She wanted to meet the Carmen who worked at Noma, even though he was absolutely going through it then, she doesn't get that version.

She also sticks her nose in places where it doesn't belong, has a sense of slight sense of superiority to overcompensate for a crippling performance anxiety, analytical, detached, impatient, yet also freely giving of praise when it's due. Make no mistake, the Bear is Sydneys, Carmen is only in this on the level of reanimating a corpse, Sydney is the soul breathing into it.

Now Carmen is sweet by nature but hard due to circumstance. Hard because of his upbringing, his drive. He desperately seeks approval from those he loves and can't stand to ask for help. the way he talks about Claire makes me feel like she's his first girlfriend ever. He was too busy on the grind to stop for a moment and let that sort of tenderness in. he's not used to it. which is why he sort of leans on her for emotional support instead of actually really getting to know her and connect with her on that level. She's a figurehead, an anywoman, someone who loves him and that's enough for her.

I think from the moment that Sydney mentioned the veal fat, Carmen had a deep respect for her. He really begins to see her as an equal because what the fuck it took Luca an entire year to figure it out, and Carmen hadn't figured it out at that point. she knew it off the top of her head. He hired her because of her business skills but he entrusted her because of his need to emotionally lean on people. when he left to go to that AL anon meeting, he was leaning in her in a more distant way that he will eventually do with Claire. And after he's shut down by Sydney as he starts opening up, he still leans on Sydney to shoulder a lot of his pain.

Carmen just shocks Nat by saying jarring shit about his trauma about how he almost burned down his apartment and how he used to throw up before work every day, and that's how he leans on her. By dumping that shit on Nats lap, in a casual cry for help. He needs help, he has needed help his entire life and Sydney comes in, proves herself to be his equal, and he respects her as an artist. He literally doesn't know how to interpret that feeling in himself if it did translate into romance.

the last thing these characters need to do is fuck. if they have a deep emotional conversation where Carmen is stable enough to allow Sydney the space to feel comfortable with sharing some of her deep personal feelings, like where he can actually shoulder some of that for her, then both characters will have healed enough to entertain the potential of considering Any kind of romantic relationship, let alone one with each other.

they are so career driven that they don't have the eye for anything else, they wouldn't know to consider something like that. so if they do end up together, they would be absolutely floored with the realization of their emotions, it would blindside them and potentially derail them if it's not reciprocated. and my bet is that Carmy falls first. Hard. for the wrong reasons. tries to get Sydney to shoulder not only the responsibility of the bear but also the responsibility of his emotions.

and I think that he'll make her co-owner, but only once their debt has cleared so she doesn't compound her already existing debt

I have so many more thoughts on this I'll get back to you

[thereasonedfaith]

Hanukkah

Transliteration: chanukkah

bible hub

dedication, consecration

חֲנֻכָּה

חֲנֻכָּה‎ or חֲנוּכָּה‎

Numbers 7:10 Now the leaders offered the dedication offering for the altar when it was anointed; so the leaders offered their offering before the altar.

Ḥănukkā

Meaning: Dedication or rededication

Uses a special menora: instead of the seven candle lamp stand this one uses nine. The central most light is called the Shamash or the attendent.

שַׁמָּשׁ

It gives light to the others.

The holiday commemorates the recapture of jerusalem in 164 BC.

There is a legend that there was a miraculous consumption of oil (the claim is there was only one day of oil, but the oil burned for the full eight to dedicate a new alter). This miracle is has no additional sources, maybe it happened, maybe it didn't. The real miracle is a rag tag gollia army of hebrews retook the temple from the greeks in the first place.

The burning of the lamps for eight days is a commemoration of the eight days of dedication to set up a new alter.

In Jesus' day, Hanukka was an unofficial fourth holiday of mandatory gathering. The Law did not mention this day at all. But I still think it is significant.

If one could find long term lodging through winter in or near Jerusalem—they would. This is why Jesus would be walking in solomon's porch in John 10:23

John 10:23 And Jesus walked in the temple, in Solomon's porch.

John 10:22-30 Now it was the Feast of Dedication in Jerusalem, and it was winter. And Jesus walked in the temple, in Solomon's porch. Then the Jews surrounded Him and said to Him, "How long do You keep us in doubt? If You are the Christ, tell us plainly." Jesus answered them, "I told you, and you do not believe. The works that I do in My Father's name, they bear witness of Me. But you do not believe, because you are not of My sheep, as I said to you. My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me. And I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; neither shall anyone snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all; and no one is able to snatch them out of My Father's hand. I and My Father are one."

Then it is said

John 10:31 Then the Jews took up stones again to stone Him.

What were these stones?

It is written in the history (not biblical history) that when the temple was recaptured in 164 BC there was a problem:

The alter had been dedicated to God thus it would be a sin to throw it away. The alter had also been used to sacrifice an unclean animal (a pig to honor the greek king Antichous). It was no longer clean to offer to God. They couldn't use it. They couldn't throw it away.

Tradition says the Hasmonians disassembled the defiled alter and stacked the stones in solomon's porch. Tradition also says the Hasmonians said, "when Missah comes, He will tell us what to do with these stones."

Solomon's Porch would have been kept very clean. There was nothing there that shouldn't be there.

If the tradition is true the only stones that would be in Solomon's Porch would be the stones that the Hasmonians taught Messiah would tell them what to do with.

On Hannuka in Jesus' day they tried to stone Him.

I think Hanukka is a Christian holiday:

The attendent that lights the other candles is like Christ who gives us light.

It is in the middle:

Revelation 1:13 and in the midst of the seven lampstands One like the Son of Man, clothed with a garment down to the feet and girded about the chest with a golden band.

[p-taryn-dactyl]

Sorry I don’t have any specific ideas, but since you’re writing for Legends, please write something with Ray! He needs more love 😌

a/n: i went with some headcanons lol (some are x reader, both platonic and romantic btw) also, thank you so much for requesting!! i love ray palmer as well and i hope you like this

Ray Palmer Headcanons

You see this man? This precious being? Cinnamon roll.

He might be one of the smartest people alive but he's constantly confused, no clue what's going on but excited to be there

if he's really into an invention, he will sometimes hole up in his room working on it. after a span of two weeks once, nate had to drag him out by his ear

ik it's marvel, but he's like if you took tony stark and scott lang and smushed them into a new person along with a golden retriever

He looks like you would catch him at 3am eating peanut butter straight from the jar

The one time the Legends went to Disneyworld to catch a demon possessed Mickey Mouse (this wasn't shown bc of copyright reasons), he made everyone wear matching tourist t-shirts and mickey ears. Rory tried to set his on fire. They went on every ride and at one point, Nate and Ray had their arms full of food and gift bags. (Ray got a Dash figurine for Barry Allen). The last thing for this is: imagine Ray and surprisingly Mick, getting nervous to meet Cinderella - like you would if you were meeting Beyonce or your favorite celeb

he actually likes cherry flavoured things. enjoys cough syrup

Platonic x [name] headcanons:

if you're his best friend (along with Nate bc come on, those two are a package deal) prepare for the most supportive friendship ever

you will never feel lonely and if you do, he will do anything to bring a smile to your face (he once bought you seven puppies but that ended in you and Nate caring for your friend who had forgotten about his allergies)

Star Wars marathons. He knows every. single. line. But always acts surprised when it's revealed that Luke and Leia are twins.

he also just seems like someone who would watch I Love Lucy (idk if im getting this from cannon or im projecting but still). If you love sitcoms, then you're in luck bc if it's not Star Wars...it's a sitcom.

he likes musical theater

you and Ray have a very close friendship to the point that if either of you are in a relationship, the partner are dating both of you as well.

when he's working on an invention, and you're bored, you'll be sitting on his work bench, eating junk food while he works. sometimes you throw a cheeto at his head when you see he's about to put something in the wrong place - which could lead to another explosion

if you two fight, he's always the first one to apologize, no matter if it was your fault. if it was his fault (like forgetting movie/game night) he would literally shower you in snacks...have you ever had doritos and gummy bears rain down on you? well now you have (they are packaged btw lol)

your stuff is never broken. ever. he always fixes it

when he and Nora got married, Nate was sobbing and you were the officiant - but you almost couldn't get any words out considering you were both laughing bc you were nervous and crying bc YOUR BEST FRIEND WAS GETTING MARRIED AND APPARENTLY YOU COULDN'T MARY NORA TOO. YOU ASKED.

Romantic headcanons:

oh boy. any doubt you've ever had about a relationship flies out of your head by the first date

this man pampers you. whether it be with expensive gifts or the wacky key chain he found at a gas station that reminded him of you

he is the little spoon

on fancy dates, he will literally buy out an entire restaurant so you're alone for the night. well except for the private band he's paying. the first time this happened, your fourth date, you were scared he was proposing when he brought out a 'special' dessert. it was just a cake he baked himself.

he definitely knows his way around a kitchen - always creating new dishes for you to try

on more casual dates, you order take out, watch crappy movies and play games. he acts mad that you always beat him in uno but he never told you that he shuffles the cards in a way to let you win. he loves the look on your face when you triumphantly lay down your last card.

in arguments, he always gives you space to cool down if it's a loud argument. if you apologize first, it's because he was too busy getting you apology gifts. if he apologizes first, its in the minutes right after the fight. if he ever, ever, makes you cry (which is rare), he'll stop what he's saying, make sure you're ok with him touching you, cup your face and wipe away your tears before pulling you into a hug, murmuring sweet assurances

you guys will have a bunch of laughs, pillow fights, and nights where you stay up doing face masks, each others nails, and telling each other secrets and sharing stories from your childhood

a/n: well, im sorry if this sucked lol, ray is such a fun character and i couldn't write anything negative about him. i'm aware there's a bit more best friend headcanons than romantic and that's purely bc i was starting to fall for another fictional character and had to stop myself

[rendevousz]

mum?

mother figure!nat x fem!teen!reader

avengers x reader

req by @teenwonder ; i absolutely love the entire teams adoration for reader skfksngnsf its so cute! could i please request one a little more nat based? maybe r treats and loves nat like a mom but nat hadn’t noticed that before, and the whole team is like listing examples of how and why 🥺🥺🥺

summary: the four times you needed nat and the one time she admits that she needed you too.

warnings: blood, a random attack out of nowhere because i'm not creative, inaccurate writing of medical situations because i have no idea how those things work, also let's just pretend bruce was around during iron man 2 when tony still had palladium in his arc reactor, also inaccurate descriptions of palladium effects bcs i just...don't know much about palladium pls forgive me thanks, and idk any hospitals in new york/manhattan or even the states LMAO so uh bear with this, and last but not least, my inability to write good endings

word count: 5426

notes: that's a long ass warning nevertheless pls do enjoy this fic <3

"i'm going now, bye!" you bid the team who were having breakfast together, walking out of the common area.

"bye, cupcake! don't get into trouble, don't do what i'd do and definitely don't do what i wouldn't do." tony advised and you rolled your eyes because tony says that to you every morning before you leave for school.

"wait, don't forget your lunch!" nat stands up from her seat and grabs your lunch that she had packed, from the kitchen island, bringing it over to you. "thanks, nat!" you grabbed it, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before leaving.

nat smiles at the action, turning around to walk back to her spot on the table, only to find the team staring back at her with knowing looks.

"what?"

"you know, you only need to sign a couple papers and the kid's all yours." tony states matter-of-factly. nat snaps her head towards the man, an incredulous look on her face. "what are you talking about?"

"we all see the longing looks on both your faces. she's dying for you to call her your daughter and you, her mother." clint explains and the others nodded in agreement.

"that's nonsense. she has wanda too," nat reasons, sitting back down. "i'm pretty sure she sees wanda as a sister considering how much she drags wanda with her whenever she's causing trouble around the tower." steve raises his brows at the redhead who was in denial.

"she sees you as her mother, nat. just accept it," wanda tells her, taking a sip from her glass. "really? name me one time she showed it." nat challenges them, not knowing that they've been watching your interactions with her for the longest time.

"you have no idea what you just got yourself into, romanoff," clint chuckles, cracking his neck and knuckles as if preparing for a fight.

"remember new mexico?" he smirks and nat only frowns, trying to remember.

i.

"no!" you screamed, dropping down to the ground. you didn't care that you scraped your knees doing that, the only thing that mattered was the overwhelming feeling of grief engulfing your whole being. tears streamed down your face as you looked at the debris on the ground, the remainder of what used to be standing in front of you; a building. blown up, now in ruins.

clint, bucky and steve watched you break down in front of them, their hearts breaking at the sight in front of them as well as the fact that their teammate had been caught up in the middle of the explosion.

"y/n/n? come on, tony's team called for back up. we gotta go," steve tried to get you to stand up, failing when you kept your ground. you screamed when he tried again and their hearts clenched at the heartbreaking sound.

"we can't just leave her! please, we have to find her," you cried, clinging onto steve's body as he ran his hand up and down your suit-cladded back to soothe you. "y/n/n, we can't. the whole place is in ruins now," he didn't want to say it but he had to. he had to in order to get you to leave. "she's gone."

"she can't be gone! she can't just leave us! we need her! i need her, stevie.." you cried into his chest and he had to control himself so he didn't cry right then and there too.

he looked up to see bucky looking at the two of you guiltily, tapping his wrist to indicate that they were running out of time. steve had no choice but to carry you in his arms, getting you to leave the site against your will. but you were too weak to fight back now. "what am i gonna do without her now, stevie?" you asked quietly.

"we're gonna be okay, y/n/n," he tells you, sitting you down on a chair and settling down next to you as clint flew the jet to your next location. the atmosphere was tense and you could tell everyone, too, was sad about this.

"what if we're not? what if we're not gonna be okay, stevie? i know i won't be." you wiped the tears streaming down your face despite the fact that your face still wasn't drying up any time soon.

"because nat wouldn't want to see us like this. she'll be angry if she sees that we're risking people's lives just because of her." he says truthfully.

"we're landing, guys." clint announces and the team prepared for another round of fighting. steve turns to you, wiping the tears on your face as he made you look up at him. "now let's save some people and make nat proud, yeah?"

you nod at him sadly, preparing your weapons. all of you got out the jet and the second battle of the day begun. boy, were these people unlucky because they were on the receiving end of your fury.

you were busy taking down a group of guards alone when you heard a familiar voice. "y/n, behind you!" and you turned just in time to take down a guard who was aiming at you.

you didn't even have time to register your shock of seeing the redhead because more guards came at you two. you guys fought alongside each other until all the men were taken down.

"nat?" you breathed out. "yes, bub?" she answers as you both carefully walked over the knocked out men. she was taken aback when you slammed into her, hugging her the tightest you ever did since you met her.

"please don't ever do that again." you mumbled into her chest. she was about to ask you what you meant when she heard you sniffling. figuring out it wasn't the appropriate moment to ask, she continued to just hug and comfort you in silence.

"wait, that was why she cried that day? because she thought i was in that building when it blew up?" nat asks after steve finished the story. "i never found out why because she never told me."

"yeah, you should've seen her when the building exploded. completely shattered my heart, dude." clint states, remembering the broken down state you were in that day.

"wait, did you guys not grief over my supposed death then?" nat glares at clint, bucky and steve. "in our defense, they were about to blow up about a hundred people, we didn't have much time to process the whole situation." clint tries to convince his best friend, only to receive a glare again from her.

"alright but just because she cried when she thought i was dead, doesn't mean she sees me as her mum. i'd cry too if any one of you guys died," she states, still in denial.

she did love you like how a mother would love her child. but she didn't want you to feel that she was forcing the title onto you. after all, you had so many other adults around you, who's to say that you saw someone else as a parent figure instead of her? she didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

"woman, are you serious?" sam exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air dramatically. "need i remind you that the girl sacrificed her life for you?"

ii.

"nat, watch out!" you stood right behind her where the man was about to attack her. you gave him a harsh kick to the head and that was all it took for the man to go unconscious.

the redhead turned around, not having enough time to comprehend what had happened before you dropped into her arms. you two were lucky the last of the men had already been taken out.

"bub? what's wrong?"

at this point, you were fully leaning against her. she was holding up your whole weight, hands wrapped around your middle to support you. that was when she felt it. the familiar thick substance on her fingers, leaking from the back of your suit.

her eyes widened, pulling one hand away from you to look at it. red. her breathing picked up as one of her hands felt around your back, finally feeling the handle of a knife sticking out from your back.

your eyes were already drooping by now and she lightly shook you awake, careful to not hurt you. she lowered you down and you were both sat on the floor now.

she presses a finger to her ear and you could hear her voice echo in your ear from your own comms. "can someone come please," she paused, exhaling shakily. "y/n's down."

if it had been any other person, she probably would be bringing them to the jet by now but it was you. she didn't know what came over her but when she saw that you were injured, it was like her whole body shut down. her knees felt weak and she couldn't bring herself to move.

"hey, hey, keep your eyes open. can you do that?" she asked gently and you nodded weakly. "bub, why did you do that?" she cried softly, moving your hair away from your face as you leaned sideways against her. the action caused your face to be smudged by your own blood from her hands but she didn't care as she caressed your cheek.

"he–he was gonna hurt you. i–i couldn't..." you paused a while, the pain getting too much for you to bear. "y/n, don't strain yourself. you need to stay awake," she tells you as tears streamed down her face.

"rather me than you," you whispered. nat's eyes widened at this. "don't say that, bub." she scolds gently.

you smiled weakly at her. "i've grown too dependent on you, nat. it's to the point that i," you coughed and nat worried that you were straining yourself but you continued. "that i'd rather die than live without you. you probably can go on with life without me but i can't without you. i need you, nat." your eyes closed and nat panics, shaking your body.

"y/n?! bub?! stay awake, please, they're coming!" nat cries out loud, holding onto your limp body.

"did we not agree to not mention that to me anymore?" nat glares at sam for bringing that up.

the night of that incident had been one of the worst nights for nat. she sat by your bed all night after you had been treated. she had been the first one you saw after you woke up. she had been the one you broke down in front of after you admitted the full reasoning behind your actions. she had been the one who opened her arms for you to make yourself at home in.

"i'm sorry but you must be blind if you can't see how really she sees you for the past years," bucky states. nat turns to him with a glare. "you don't know what you're talking about."

"oh really? who does she call whenever she has a really bad nightmare?" bucky questions rhetorically with his eyebrows raised.

iii.

"no, please, don't!" you begged, asleep and thrashing around in your bed. quiet whimpers turned into heavy breathing as you plead for your life in your nightmare. "please," you whispered, inhaling and exhaling harshly.

FRIDAY, noticing the amount of distress you were in, alerted the closest person to your room, that being bucky who was returning from a late night trip to the kitchen for some water.

he quickly went into your room, only to see you shivering and thrashing around in your bed. "doll?" he approaches slowly, finding you still asleep, though sweating a lot. nightmare, he realised.

"doll? wake up," he gently shakes you and you immediately jolt awake, breathing heavily as you register what was going on. "it's okay, it was just a nightmare," he soothes you, holding you close as one hand rubbed up and down your back while the other held your head to his chest.

none of that helped as you were still in the same state as you were when you woke up. "are you okay?" he asks, worried. "nat... i need nat.. please i need her," you whimpered, shaking in his hold. you were having trouble breathing.

"FRIDAY, get romanoff."

within minutes, nat arrived, looking panicked and disheveled like she had just woken up, which she just did. "what's wrong?" she asks bucky, approaching you two.

"she was having a nightmare and woke up and i think she's having a panic attack. she asked for you," he informs her and immediately moves away when she approaches, so that she could take his place.

"bub? it's me," you look up to meet natasha's pretty green eyes. "you're okay, bub. can you tell me five thing you can see?"

you looked away from her eyes, looking around your room. "i–i see my book on my nightstand, my lamp, my jacket on the chair, my laptop and the painting on the wall." you told her after some difficulties.

"good, that's good. four things you can feel?"

"i feel the socks on my feet, my fluffy blanket, the pillow i'm leaning on and your hands around me."

she smiles softly at you. "three things you can hear?"

"i hear your voice. a–and the faint noise from the ac and i can also hear bucky's breathing." you look up at the man and he smiles sheepishly at you, standing around awkwardly. you gave him a small smile back.

"two things you can smell?"

"i can smell my own shampoo..and my room's air freshener." you told her more calmly now, feeling the panic attack already going away.

"one thing you want to taste?"

"i wanna taste wanda's blueberry pancakes." you pout and the two adults couldn't help but chuckle. "you can have them in the morning. right now you need to sleep so you can have the energy to devour them tomorrow, okay?" you nod at the woman as she tucks you in.

not long after, you fell asleep. she then presses a kiss to your forehead before leaving with a less worried bucky now. and sure enough, the next morning, wanda made you blueberry pancakes.

"okay, so what? we all need someone to help us through panic attacks?" nat rolls her eyes. "did you miss the part where i came in and tried to help but she specifically asked for you? she needed you, nat."

"guys, i... i love her with my whole heart but she has all of us. i don't wanna make her feel like she's restricted to only one of us. you all love her too," nat reasons.

"yes but she doesn't have anyone to call her mum and frankly, i think you'd be perfect for it." wanda encourages the older woman.

"i—" before she could continue, her phone rang loudly and she thanked whoever it was that called her because now she didn't have to make up excuses about her doubt of becoming your official mother.

iv.

she looks down at the caller id, sighing when it was you, meaning the team had more against her now. of course she didn't mind you calling her, you could call her when she'd be asleep after a mission and she'd still pick up with a smile on her face. but it was the fact that the whole team could see how she softened when she realised it was you who called that bothered her. she really didn't want them to let her have hopes that you'd accept her as your mother.

"bub?" she said into the phone and half the team smirked at her while the other half gave her knowing smiles. "aren't you supposed to be on your way to school?"

"yeah but uh are you busy right now? i um, i need you."

nat immediately stands up, worry etched onto her face and the team frowned at this. "what happened? are you okay?"

"you know how i told happy i wanted to walk to school today? yeah, i just remembered why i don't walk to school anymore."

"what do you mean? what happened? are you hurt? did someone hurt you?" she bombards you with questions out of worry. at this point, the team had also stopped their chatter and teasing looks, equally worried for your well-being.

"yeah, i am. wait, maybe not. i mean, i was just being dramatic but uh, i tripped on who-knows-what and now i have a sprained ankle. i can't walk now so i'm standing in an alley right now so i'm not in the way of people. can you come get me?"

nat sighs in relief, thankful that it wasn't anything that she was thinking of. "you are unbelievable, y/n." she chuckles in disbelief at your clumsiness. "can you tell me where you are? i'll come get you now. i'll have the school know you're not coming today." you told her your location and she immediately leaves after telling the team what happened to you.

you were expecting nat to call again, to tell you she was around the corner but instead you heard a whoosh of air beside your head, followed by a crack sound. your head followed the sound, eyes widening when you saw that a dart had struck the wall beside your head. you looked ahead, trying to see where that came from.

if it hadn't been for your fast reflexes being an avenger for the past few years, you probably wouldn't have ducked in time when another dart came flying right for your head. "what the hell?" you grunted, staying low but still looking around for the source. you squinted when you looked up, the sun blazing but you managed to catch a glimpse of a man on a rooftop nearby. he had blonde hair and was dressed in all black, donning a same coloured mask that covered the bottom half of his face.

"you had one job! how could you miss her twice?!" the blonde hears his colleague hiss in his ear through the earpiece. "i'm sorry! i'm no hawkeye, how was i supposed to get her in one try?!" he scolds back.

"you didn't even get her in two!"

"shut up and just let me work! you're distracting me!"

"hurry because i see the redheaded one nearing the alley. boss'll kill us if he finds out we didn't get her in her vulnerable state."

"i'm trying, i'm trying!" the blonde closes one eye, his sight now locked on your crouched state. he saw you move once you saw him and he cursed under his breath, his weapon following your movements. "she's moving!"

"just take the shot and be done with it! you have to go now!"

and shoot he did. after he shot the dart gun, he immediately fled but it wasn't like you were going to be able to chase him down or anything. a scream left your lips as a dart pierced through your skin, right under your shoulder.

you dropped down to the ground, right in the middle of the alleyway. you cried when you felt the burn in your flesh. you had been stabbed multiple times before with much bigger objects so why did this feel different?

"y/n?! is that you?!" you heard nat's voice yell from a small distance away. "i'm here," you croaked out, feeling your body grow weaker at an alarming rate.

"oh my god, bub, why are you on the ground? it's dirty, c'mon let's get you up. which foot did you sprain?" she places both her hands under your arms, pulling you up on your feet before accidentally dropping you back when you let out a shriek, crying out in pain.

"oh my god, did i hit your ankle? are you okay?" nat assumed that your tear-stained face was because of your sprained ankle but then you wheezed, your eyes drooping the longer she stood there.

your right hand slowly reached across your left shoulder, the butt of the dart sticking out of your skin now in between your shaking fingers. nat's eyes followed your hand movement's, a gasp leaving her lips.

"y/n, what happened?!" she panicked but before she could even get an answer from you, you had already blacked out. her eyes widened, knowing it was the dart because why else would you pass out that quick from a simple penetration in the shoulder. you had dealt with much worse than that and she knew your tolerance level.

she took off your bag, careful to not move the dart. she then placed her hands under your knees and behind your back, easily picking your unconscious body up and rushing back to the tower.

when she arrived, she was met with many confused yet concerned looks from the tower staff, seeing the black widow, rushing in with the youngest avenger unconscious in her arms. they had seen you leave the tower for school about half an hour ago so they knew something must've happened on the way.

"get bruce in the hospital wing. tell him it's urgent." she tells the woman working the front desk, hurrying into the elevator and telling FRIDAY to get her to the floor she so desperately wanted to arrive at quicker. black lines appeared on the left side of your neck, slowly spreading to the right side and she assumed it was from that damned dart in your left shoulder.

"natasha! what's wrong? they said it was an emergency," the doctor spoke in a panicked voice when nat entered, immediately going quiet when he saw you in her arms, neck lined with seemingly black veins.

nat laid you down on the surgery table, frown growing when black lines steadily spread to your arms now. though she was too worried to think, she managed to at least tell bruce what was outwardly wrong with you.

"dart. left shoulder." she blurted, incapable of forming proper sentences now that she had seen more of you. the black lining your skin got her speechless and anxious. bruce got ready with medical gloves, removing the dart from your flesh before analysing the pattern of your skin. it looked familiar.

"FRIDAY, get tony down here. it's urgent."

"bruce, please, what's wrong with her?" she cried, tears now freely streaming down her face. she didn't cry much in front of anyone but when it came to you, you always managed to get her to do just that.

"hey, what's going on? FRIDAY said there was an emergency here, who's hurt?" nat heard tony's panicked voice but she didn't make an effort to reply. her gaze was fixed on only you.

tony's jaw dropped, frowning when he saw you on the bed, upper body covered in black lines. "what the hell happened?!"

tony stepped beside bruce, taking a closer look at your skin. his frown deepened. "wait, it looks like.."

"yeah, looks exactly like when you had palladium instead of vibranium in your arc reactor."

"does that mean—"

"palladium's been running through her veins for about twenty minutes now. FRIDAY, how high is her blood toxicity level?" bruce asks, sampling a drop of your blood from when he took out the dart.

"53% and it is still steadily increasing."

"tony, at the rate it's going, if she's not treated in the next fifteen minutes or so, she'll.." bruce pauses, not wanting to say it out loud.

"no, she just needs lithium dioxide. that's how fury and i cured your palladium poisoning, tony." nat finally speaks.

"SHIELD probably has them but they're all the way in dc. they're not gonna reach here in time," tony states solemnly, reaching over to move your hair out of your face, looking down at you sadly.

but he was immediately pulled aside, nat grabbing his collar and looking him straight in the eyes. "you have your stupid iron suits that can probably travel faster than the speed of sound if you try. you can go down there yourself and get the damn thing. i swear to god, tony, i'm literally going to destroy those stupid suits myself if you don't put them to good use." nat threatens, glaring at the billionaire.

tony's eyes widened, the genius having not thought about nat's idea yet. "yeah, yeah, you're right, i'll go now."

he left immediately and nat approached your bed hesitantly, not wanting to see the black lines making home on the skin on your upper body. "do you think tony'll make it back in time?" she sniffles and bruce's worried frown on his face softened. "of course he will. he won't let anything happen to y/n. we won't let anything happen to y/n." he assured her.

there was nothing they could do now but wait for tony to come back with the lithium dioxide. nat sat beside your bed, hands gingerly grasping one of your own. despite the black staining it, nat held it to her face and her tears rolled past the back of your hand.

bruce decided to give her some privacy, opting to inform the whole team of the situation instead of standing around idly.

nat pulled your hand away from her face, rubbing her thumb over the back of it, crying even more at the sight in front of her. "y/n, please. i've never told you this but i need you." she pauses, breathing in shakily. "i've always needed you and i'll always need you. you can't leave me, please. you said i could go on with life without you but you're so wrong, y/n. you're the reason i'm still here and you're the reason i still want to be here. if you're not here then it's as if i have no reason, no purpose. i need you, y/n. so much more than i'd like to admit. heck, probably much more than you need me. so please, don't leave me. i can't do this without you." nat sobs out, watching the patterns on your skin spreading and growing bolder.

at this point, the whole team had now gathered outside of the room, watching nat cry over you. they wanted so bad to get a closer look at their beloved baby avenger but they respected nat and instead, waited for her to finish talking to you. once she stood up and looked around, bruce knew she was done so he entered, followed by the team.

"status, FRIDAY?" bruce asks, sampling a bit of your blood again. "blood toxicity at 96% now."

the team looked your unconscious body in apprehension, some crying and some worried out of their minds.

"goddamnit! where the hell is stark?!" nat growled. her eyes were now puffy after having spent the last half an hour crying. the team had never seen her lose her cool like this but they figured why.

as if on cue, tony's iron man suit crashed through the windows of the room but he couldn't care less. his main priority was to get to you quickly. in his hand was a silver briefcase that he passed to bruce.

bruce opened the case before wasting no time in plunging the syringe containing lithium dioxide, your supposed cure, into you. immediately, the black patterns on your skin started disappearing. it was slow but noticeable. it started from the tips of your fingers, going up towards your neck.

everyone sighed in relief, and to tony's surprise, nat hugged him tightly. "thank you. you have no idea how much this means to me." she whispers. tony pats her back gently. "hey, i care about her too, okay? of course i'd do this for her. any one of us would."

nat smiles at him when she let him go, turning back to you and almost crying out in joy when your skin had finally turned back to normal. she let the medical assistants set your bed up and handle your sprained ankle before going back to sit by you. the team left her alone with you once again.

it was only about an hour later did you wake up, squinting when bright lights shone down on you. you moved around but you felt hands around your left and you heard a familiar voice.

"and remember when you dragged wanda to pull that prank on me with you and after you did, i grounded you like i was your mum or something?" you hear her chuckle, still not noticing that you've woken up.

"i didn't mind, though. frankly, i don't think i would ever mind if you continued acting like my mother or something," you spoke and she immediately tore her gaze from your hands, looking at you, now wide awake.

"bub!" she hugs you so tightly you didn't think you could breathe. you still returned the hug though, laughing. "i was worried you might still have some palladium in your bloodstream."

"wait, palladium?" you asked her in shock. "yeah, the dart that got you in that alley, it contained palladium. it's highly toxic so we used lithium dioxide to counter it. speaking of the dart, i'm going to find out who did this to you and they're never going to see the light of day for putting us through all of this." nat says, disturbingly calm.

"yeah...you do that," you tell her, slightly scared. "but palladium? in my blood? how cool is that? i had literal metal in my blood! i could've become like tony but like...palladium woman or something." you said excitedly.

"you do know we already have metal in our blood, right bub?" nat questions in amusement. "oh." you say dumbly. "and palladium don't belong in our body and you literally almost died because of it." your mouth opened but no words came out.

"speaking of, can you please not do that again? i really thought i was gonna lose you." she whispers, stroking your hair. "oh yeah, of course. i'll just announce to the whole world to not target the youngest avenger," you joke, smile dropping when nat gave you a stern look.

"nat, being part of the avengers at my age undoubtedly means i'll be a target for the bad people out there, but i don't care because while i get to kick ass, i know all of you have my back when it's my ass that's kicked. and i think that's the best part of being an avenger; the sense of security i get having you amazing people as my teammates." you tell her honestly and she smiles softly.

"oh come here you," she pulls you in for another hug but this time it's better because you could still breathe. you make yourself comfortable, snuggling into her.

"did you mean it?" she asked and you look up at her in confusion. "mean what?"

"when you said you wouldn't mind me acting like your mother."

"of course i do, you're like the mother i never had. i wouldn't even mind you being my actual mother." you say without a second thought, eyes widening when you realised what you had said. you swore under your breath, knowing you've just made it awkward between you two.

"i– really?" despite the teams efforts to make her see the truth, it was much more meaningful when she heard you say it yourself. "y–yeah.." you admit sheepishly.

"then you wouldn't mind if i actually adopted you?" she asks carefully, gauging your reaction. your jaw dropped, eyes going wide once again. "are you serious?!"

"yeah." she smiles at you fondly. "no! of course i won't mind!" you hug her tightly, tears forming in your eyes. you had gone all your life without parents so this was a huge thing for you. not only were you going to finally have a mother, but the most amazing woman you knew was going to be your mother.

"mum?" you tested the title, smiling when she acknowledged it. you were now crying in joy.

"hey, don't cry." she soothes you, running a hand up and down your back. "no, no, i'm just so happy. this is the best day of my life." you tell her. "me too, bub."

you stayed in her arms until you fell back asleep, nat tucking you in before going back to sit down on the chair. she looked down at you fondly.

sure, she was scared of the big step she was about to take with you but she had you with her and she knew that was enough. "i love you, y/n." she whispers, planting a kiss on the side of your head.

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UNO REVERSE! top five foursquare duos!!

i can't believe you would do this to me >:( i didn't do it to you or anything nope (<- lying)

um um um four square my beloved .... choosing this is so hard

For Kat's post on the same subject: look here for some context on the AU as well as her top 5! The basic premise of the AU is simple: c!dream and j!dream get put In The Box for bonding purposes and receive a small selection of Visitors !! (The Technos, the Sams, and the Quackitys). This goes ... well. I'd say it's fun times for all, but that's not strictly accurate. Very fun for us XD though, and isn't that what really matters?

Anyway, onto the top five (note: I tried to keep from too much overlap w/ Kat's, bc all the duos in this are honestly really really fun):

5. j!Dream + c!Quackity

c!Quackity has been the specter over j!Dream's head for so long - this implacable weight that lingered over his head, that he couldn't put a name to, that resided in the threats the Warden would hiss at him when he got too testy (I could skin you alive, I could cut off your hands, I could nail you to the wall and leave you that way. Don't test me, Dream. This isn't torture. You don't know what that is.)

He's been told, again and again, that he's had it good. That it wasn't that bad, that he doesn't know what torture is, really - what Sam did was nothing. He's just weak. And hell, he's got something to prove, doesn't he? Something to throw in the face of c!Dream's snide remarks, the Sams' hypocrisy. (To prove to himself that he isn't exactly as pathetic as they all think he is.)

And as for c!Quackity - j!Dream is strange, uncomfortable. This one doesn't flinch at him the same way; this one doesn't bear the same marks of his influence, how he built himself into something through blood and sweat and every drop of fear he'd worked for. In a way, his existence is discomfiting because it - takes the singularity of his achievements from him. He's no longer the only one that was willing to go to these lengths, the only one that didn't shy away from getting his hands dirty. This Dream doesn't fear him nearly in the same way as the ghost of the Warden that follows his every step - and of course, c!Quackity aims to do something about that.

4. j!Quackity + j!Sam

My God. These two. Everything about them had already been so delightfully complex in the original AU - with the context of their counterparts and their situation, it only becomes all that much more complicated. They have all the rough memories of the JMAH timeline; they're forced to cooperate to keep the Dreams under control. There is so much tension (in more than one way- [gunshots]) and they're just. So fucking fun as a duo.

j!Quackity thinks that j!Sam is a creep, period, you get no bitches + please die alone in a ditch + L + ratio. Every time they're forced to interact is only reinforcing this idea in his mind. j!Quackity is the least possessive over the Dreams, strictly, and is the most convinced of the idea that he can still get the revive book - not having had nearly as long of an opportunity to try and torture it out of him. His goal is to make the Dreams miserable and get the book and put them six feet under - and honestly, more than that, his goal is to kill j!Sam As Soon As Possible, Please And Thank You.

j!Sam has Regrets over the whole Quackity thing, in both timelines, and even though he's making more of a concerted effort to Work Together than j!Quackity he's also - not got the highest opinion on working together with anyone except for himself when it comes to the Dreams (just me and him and all that). Everything j!Quackity says and does (emphasis on says, good lord) only seems to emphasize this point in his head. Surrendering Dream to Quackity had been bad enough in the first timeline - to do it now? Is a whole different beast entirely - and one that he's going to continue to struggle with, for better or for worse.

3. j!Quackity + c!Quackity

I couldn't resist these two - oh, the girlies the girlies. They are everything to me. Hand in hand against a world of Weird Ass Sam And Dream Bullshit (What the FUCK, am i right ???) They are subjected to the Rituals and they are Not Happy about it. In some ways, they look at each other and see the difference in timelines most keenly - j!Sam and c!Sam share memories, j!Dream and c!Dream have the commonality of a year of Hell, and the Quackitys - some things are very similar. Some things are very, very different. In some ways, it makes them treat each other more like good friends or drinking buddies than the Sams, who are more inclined to see each other as extensions of themselves.

Where the Sams see each other and use each others' existence to reinforce their ideas of themselves as paragons of Justice and Law, and the Dreams can't quite stomach looking at each other without seeing all the ways their Issues reflect on each other and shine a spotlight on their newly gained liabilities, the Quackitys have a slightly more well-rounded perception of each other. They embolden each other and enable each other because of their shared humanity, find common ground in crude jokes and laughing jibes and time to gossip, in the filth and grime of holding someone down to cut into them and the ensuing intimacy it demands, the heat of skin against skin. They look at each other and there's not really anything to hide, is there? In some ways, this is frightening. In others - it's almost a relief.

(Also, the ways that the Sams are more comfortable with each other when the Dreams are around, while the Quackitys come out of their shells with each other when they're alone? Fun. Fun.)

2. j!Sam + j!Dream

These two. These two. There's no one quite like them - the heady mix of fear and relief and possessiveness that can make the entire rest of the world fade away, sometimes - the two-sided knowing that really isn't matched by any other duo. It had been just them, only them, for nearly a year. No other interference. No other visitors. Nothing. Just me and him.

Neither of them quite know how to function with a witness, never mind several - and no one around quite knows either of them like the two of them know each other. There had been no Quackity to play off of, no Techno to keep Dream company - no one had been present, except for them, in the aftermath of where their timelines had diverged so greatly. Even now, even with so much revealed, there's still so much that resides in mystery. That the others don't know.

It's hard not to look at the two of them and- wonder.

j!Dream + c!Dream

To literally no one's surprise, these two take first place. They're the two that started it all, the two that are featured throughout, the two that it all circles back to, in the end. It's about the ways they hate each other - for not being strong enough, for being able to fight back when the other couldn't. It's about the ways they scream at each other and hit each other where it hurts and what does it matter, really, if they're quoting Sam or Quackity or whoever as they're doing so - what does it matter, as long as it gets their counterpart to fucking shut up?

But it's also about how the Sams arrive and they immediately come up with a plan, bracing against the potions slamming down on their backs and chained against the wall and biting back screams of pain. It's about how they fought, half-delirious from exhaustion and barely able to stand and facing impossible odds. It's about how they keep watch for each other when they manage to get a few moments of sleep. How in the end, even though they hate each other, even though they can't look at their counterpart without seeing the hell they endured and the hell they're not sure they can survive (and the hell they'll have to live through, anyway, because what other option is there?) and at least they have each other.

They fight together; they surrender together. c!Dream snaps at j!Dream to drink the fucking milk, holy shit, it's not fucking drugged (I was watching, I know, I know) and j!Dream forces c!Dream to eat a gapple before their next visitors (heal, eat, I only have you.) It's not quite care, it's nothing like love. There's so much fear and trauma they have to work past before they can imagine confronting what the other lived through (what they themselves lived through).

But they have each other.

(In the end, they're not facing it all alone.)

[kikuism]

hi mariam!! 💖💖💖 i have an assortment of embroidery-related questions :'0 do you keep a queue of all your future project ideas or pick on a whim? is there a dedicated embroidery zone that you keep to? do you like to have a full rainbow of threads at your disposal or do you select colors based on the project you're working on? what's your favorite project so far been and do you have any techniques you still want to try?? i love your embroidery sm and i'm in constant awe of your growth 🧵💛

hi jenna!! 🤎🤎🤎 aww thank you so much, i'm so thrilled and touched you love my embroidery 🥺💕💕💕

i make up designs on a whim!! i just think about cute cartoon/toy characters and design something based on that. i've actually been pretty pleased at my designs since i'm not artistically inclined in that sense ... i don't have an artist's eye for design at all but every hoop i've made is something i personally find cute and appealing and something i would want to hang up on my wall so it feels authentic. i have multiple designs in queue so when it's time for a new project i just pick whatever one i feel most excited to work on.

i embroider on my desk! it's actually the reason i got a desk hfjshf before that i was embroidering on my bed without a strong focused light source (horrible!!!) so a desk and a lamp has helped me a lot. it's just that sitting on the desk chair for long stretches of time cramps up my legs/feet, but i guess that encourages me to take a break and stretch for a bit. but yeah, a desk helps me focus much more on my stitches and keeps everything neat and laid out in front of me—i was always always losing my needle on my bed.

i choose colors based on my project!! i like to keep my desk as clean as possible because having too many skeins around me just doesn't do well for my headspace. so before i start i pick out my colors and lay them out to the side.

oooh okay so i have two hoops i'm really really proud of and which i absolutely adore :')))

like, i can't believe i made these?? they're so cute. the care bears one was such a labor of love too and i couldn't be more thrilled at the result. and it was so frustrating because in the middle of stitching that hoop i had to throw away my old needles which had rusted and finding a new one from the pack was a nightmare since i was so used to the old sizes. i finally found one though and i remember stitching really angrily hgjshfhf like stabbing the fabric as i went along bc i was so frustrated since the stitches weren't looking Right.... nevertheless i persevered. so this hoop was definitely a journey but it came out so beautiful and it was worth all the frustration. and the hello kitty one feels so special bc it speaks to my love of reading which i absolutely adore :')) it's such a me hoop!!

for techniques, i think i really should branch out and try more stitches besides my beloved split stitch 😪 it's literally the only stitch i use in my projects hgksjfjf it's so simple and looks so good, nothing complicated about it. i really want to practice embroidering text though! it still scares me and it's not as neat as i would want it to be. oh and embroidery hoops also come in these cute mini sizes which you can use to make necklaces/keychains which is something i really want to try since they're much more affordable than a full size hoop. the only problem is that stitching on a really small space freaks me out, like there's no room. but look how cute these are...

i really want to try this in the future, it'll give me practice for stitching small and it's so cute.

[saintobio]

I couldn't control it when y/n saw Gojo and Sera together that I literally crushed the bread in my hand cuz I was having breakfast while reading the new update. It's sad that y/n feels like she has to go all through this torture for being with Satoru. I had fun reading the part where Naoya was pissing Gojo off but Naoya is still Naoya(that misogynistic bij). I literally cried when Toji said Gojo's lucky to still have his wife. Pain. It was all too much but I think Sera should expect these kind of things. Satoru is married to y/n and even if it's not out of love, there are parts to be played. I can't wait for y/n to let it all out. Ms.ghorl deserves all the good things in the world and I wish Gojo will go down miserably.

This was kinda long I am so sorry. Thank youuuu for today's update 💗 Take care,aiii❤️

Anonymous said

hope mc takes gojo’s words to heart and acts like she doesn’t care anymore. it’s like all the fboys channeled their energy into making gojo 😭 y/n also had chest pains again, which makes me wonder if she’s sick. also toji’s comment on how some wish their wife was still around :(( i hope y/n and him get together because he seems so supportive of her dream. it was so nice to see her have someone to talk to. maybe she can become a designer and build an empire with toji and leave gojo’s toxicity

Anonymous said

Aaaaaa the chapter was so goooooooood!! Toji my man let's run away and merge our companies and live a happy life! T^T Also, YO I was heavily sweating when y/n mentioned that Gojo can't make her pregnant hdkfbskxnskx Y/N YOU IDIOT 👀💦 And I'm really angy that Gojo blames y/n for his stupid ass falling asleep as well hskfbakjlebdw--- ANYWAY thank you for this chapter, heartache 10/10 would cry again. -🐳 (I hope this Emoji is still free)

Anonymous said

yeah no😀😀 lets date toji yeah? sounds like a great idea yeah?

im burning with anger if you cant tell— my stomach churns just from reading this—

DID GOJO SERIOUSLY TELL US TO STOP BEING AN ATTENTION SEEKER?? DID SERA REALLY BLAME US?? NO CAUSE IM SO FUCKING MAD AT BOTH OF THEM RIGHT NOW.

FUCKING SHITS BLAMING IT ON Y/N AGAIN FUCKING LOSERS ASS SHITFACE

everytime gojo gets soft with us he always throws his attitude back at us when it comes to sera😭😭

nothing can explain how mad i am right now. can we just date toji already? like... I CANT HOLD IN MY ANGER I FEEL DANGEROUS RIGHT NOW.

GOJO FUCK OFF. SERA FUCK OFF.

Anonymous said

I honestly have no words for this chapter. my heart is HURTING. I just wanna give sweet baby Y/N her happily ever after bc she deserves. i really hope her fashion career takes off and she gets to do what makes her happy. and Toji😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏hey bae. he was so sweet to her and it was so nice to read how she felt appreciated by him.

but here comes Gojo to ruin it like always😐. cmon gojo, let’s step outside rq😐. he’s such an ass and at this point idk if i wanna see him redeemed. cause does he deserve it? no, not at all.

but Ai, my sweetie honey bun boo bear, we have all been fed well😩😩❤️. plz keep up the good work and take care of yourself love <33333

-🧎🏽‍♀️

Anonymous said

IM SOBBING FROM THE LATEST CHAPTER OF SN GOOOODDDDD I'm tired of gojos bs why cant reader just run away and start her own business <//////3 uve really hurt us w this one T___T also im looking forward to the next chapter!!! this one was amazingly written as always !!!

Anonymous said

Gojo that son of a bitch!!!! he was kinda getting better ngl but he ruined it at the end.. But damnnnnn how can you write this good?!?! Literally can’t wait for the next part!!! I’m always checking your ac every hour LMFAO thanks for your hard work!! I don’t really like angst but your writing Is damn good honey!! <3

Anonymous said

ALSO HOW DARE GOJO CALL US AN ATTENTION SEEKER.. BAFFLED NOISES. HE IS ATTENTION SEEKER PERSONIFIED.

Anonymous said

after this chapter, i really hope that the mc has the courage to snap at gojo. like what he said was so hurtful i gasped 😹😭 i can’t wait for the mc to have her moment and be like “ i’m the reason why you’re getting so much attention w/o me, you ain’t shit” or “i’ll finally be the villian you portray me as”

i want the mc to have her #girlboss moment so bad 😭 and runaway with toji and be a great step mom to megumi living her with a company of designing clothes! honestly, sera and gojo deserve each other at this point bc they will both be their own downfall :/

anyway, you’re writing is absolutely so beautiful and amazing. i hope you stay well and happy! until next time ‼️💞

MY LOVEEESSS!! aaah thank u so so much for all these messages they were very fun to read i’m sorry i can’t respond to each of u individually but i’m doing my best to compile bc i don’t wanna seem like i’m ignoring you guys 😭

[skelemira]

Whew, exams are still kicking my butt xD I know it’s super cliche coming from me bc I’m, well, me, but could I get some platonic Kiki fluff? Ooor, if you’re not vibing with that, some Teddy fluff? Both of them give me the serotonin I desperately need when I’m so tired lol

Hehehehehehehehehee

B o t h

I shall do you one better, oh beloved bestie of mine. I shall do....

And just because we were talking about him the other day, I shall begin with Teddy (for context, Teddy is Queenie's version of Horrortale Sans that will eventually be introduced in their fic Like a Song Beneath the Violence which I will take every opportunity to plug it's only just begun and I adore it, also gonna plug their AO3 it is The_Angst_Queen please check her out anyways lol back to writing~)

(also just a note that requests are still open and they're pretty much always open, it's just a matter of how long it'll take me to get to them, so feel free to pop by and throw something in my ask box!!)

A Pillow? Nah, I'm the Whole Bed

You were exhausted, to say the least. After 5 exams, 2 final projects, and 3 papers, there was nothing left in your mental reserves other than the energy to move your body and recognize basic shapes. For instance, big comfy shape on couch in front of box making noises and flashing colours. Colours and noise in background on comfy shape means good rest, so you shuffled forward, not unlike a zombie, until you reached said comfy shape. You didn't have enough brainpower to figure out how to climb on top of the shape, so you kind of just stood there hoping someone would take pity on you, bumping pathetically against the shape. Thankfully, someone did take pity on you, but that someone was the..... Shape? The shape mumbled something as they (he? Voice was deep and rumbly) lifted you up onto the top of the shape, laying you down. Unfortunately, you were beyond recognizing speech at the time, and the comfort level (combined with the rumbling voice being very purr-like) of laying there was too great and you drifted off to sleep so quickly one could call you a racecar.

Unbeknownst to you, Teddy was holding in tears at how adorable you were right now. You had stumbled into the room as he was laying on the couch with the TV on, and he watched as you shuffled your way towards the couch, your eyes not even fully open. You bumped against him, clearly extremely out of it and not even recognizing him, and he held in a chuckle as he took pity on you and lifted you up to put you on top of him, your favourite nap spot.

As he lifted you, he couldn't help but make a pun, even knowing you were beyond comprehending it right now, "couldn't... take a nap... without your... teddy bear... huh..?" He couldn't hold back his snicker on that one, even as he got the tingling in the back of his memory and he felt like he'd used that pun before. Oh well, good puns were meant to be reused.

The second he laid you down fully, still snickering slightly from the pun, he could quite literally see you conk out from exhaustion. His ever-present grin drooped down just a tad, hating how you worked yourself to this point, even as he cooed at how adorable you were when you were sleepy. He didn't need his notebook to tell him that he'd talked to you about this issue before, not because he remembered, but he knew you and he knew that this was probably a regular thing. Maybe not to this level every time but.. he shook his head, clearing his thoughts and his frown. Even in your exhaustion, you had stirred slightly in your sleep, reacting to the worried intent he was giving off, so he forced himself to stop thinking about your exhaustion and try to focus on the TV. Something random was playing, he had forgotten what he had originally been watching, but by the looks of it a reality show was playing, something about.... Catching up with somebody...? Keeping up with someone? Oh well, it was something mindless and it didn't matter anyway. Teddy could feel himself succumbing to the comfy couch and the warmth of your body and he, too, quickly drifted off to sleep.

(You can bet that someone took pictures of the two of you napping together and you can ALSO bet that they're adorable. You may or may not be drooling in them~)

Hours later, you felt yourself being shaken awake gently. Your eyes slowly peeled open and shapes were brought into focus until you recognized Teddy in front of you. Still insanely groggy, you rubbed your eyes and sat up gingerly, stretching until you felt a bit more awake.

"hey..... cupcake... was just wondering.... if you had.... eaten yet... got... worried..." Teddy scratched the back of his neck, his one eyelight on your stomach, as if waiting for it to growl in response.

You'd be lying if you said your heart didn't melt a little after hearing that. You had woken up a little grumpy from not getting enough sleep yet, but after hearing that, who on earth could stay mad at that face? You confessed to him that you hadn't, in fact, eaten yet and you would love to go eat with him, causing the gentle giant to widen his eyesockets in instant worry (ignoring your reassuring in the background that you had eaten at least a snack earlier) and sweep you up into his arms, carting you into the kitchen.

You snuggled into him, still drowsy, and almost fell asleep from the comforting safety of his arms around you and the gentle hum of his soul in your ears. You could have gotten drunk off this feeling of being loved.

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Alrighty!!! So that turned out way longer than I thought it would lol but uh yeah! So now onto Kiki beloved~ as usual, my brand of fluff tends to be very ambiguous when it comes to whether it's platonic or romantic (at least to me??? But I totally don't have trouble distinguishing them anyway nope aha) but since you specifically asked for platonic I'll try to lean it more towards that end a bit more!!! So without further ado........

Showing You Off

"That darned RACCOON!!!!"

You were at the end of your rope with this pesky raccoon that kept stealing your art!!! Sure, you mostly made digital art, but when you made traditional art, you were really proud of how they turned out!!!! But every time you let your guard down, one of your pieces would go missing!! You'd never actually... Seen the raccoon take an art piece of yours, but you did see him break into your house one night and rummage through your garbage!! So that sneaky raccoon must be the culprit behind your missing artworks, though you have no idea what a raccoon would want with your art pieces. To be fair, though, you also didn't know why this raccoon specifically went through your garbage when your neighbors were professional chefs and their trash never got raided. You.... Were getting off topic. You were working on a new art piece, this one digital, when you heard a splashing sound come from your living room. Given that you lived alone, and the fact that you heard this exact same noise every week, you figured Ink, or Kiki as you affectionately called him, had stopped by.

Aaaaaand speak of the devil, he burst through your doorway, Broomy in one hand and a stack of papers in the other. That spilled all over your floor when he lost control of the stack. Because of course.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Hey, Kiki, what's up?"

Ink opened his mouth excitedly, ignoring the papers scattered around him..... And promptly shut it, a confused look overtaking his skull. He sighed, setting Broomy down to rest next to your desk, making you warily eye the ink close to dripping on your notebooks you kept your writings in. You waited patiently as Ink read over the notes on his scarf, used to this sort of experience with him. As you waited, you bent down to start picking up some of the papers he scattered, not wanting their pristine white to be sullied by any ink or dirt around the place. Just as you were picking up the last paper and stacking it up neatly, Ink finally exclaimed, "Aha!!!" With no further explanation, he scooped up Broomy, making an ink portal beneath you and the papers, leaving you to freefall to the sound of rustling papers.

Well this was new, usually he would at least tell you where he's taking you before he abruptly decided it was time for you to leave. Finally you arrived at his Doodlesphere, a favourite hangout of both you and Ink. For some reason, the space just calmed you, taking away the racing thoughts that barred you from reaching your ideas sometimes and allowing you to nurture those ideas. Some of your best writing and artwork had come from in here and---

You recognized that piece laying on the ground over there. As well you should, since you made it. But you thought the raccoon...

Another one of your pieces. And another. Until you counted and realized all of your missing pieces were here. You opened your mouth to confront Ink about it when you looked over to him and saw him following where your gaze had been and seeing the painting. His skull lit up with recognition, and he bounced over to it.

"oh yeah, that's one of my favourites of yours! Thanks again for letting me display them here, Blue and Dream love looking at them whenever they visit! Plus I've made some really great pieces from them myself, you're a great inspiration!"

Well. Barring the fact that you had, in fact, NOT given him permission to display your pieces here (you chalked it up to him just forgetting to ask you, you wouldn't actually have minded), that was....

Insanely sweet.

You were going to comment, but you saw the familiar confused look on Ink again and decided to save it for later. Interrupting his remembering process only made things worse, you'd learned. Still.... You couldn't get over how sweet this all was, Kiki wanting to show off your artwork to his friends and calling you a "great inspiration"....

But that didn't seem to be what he brought you over for, so then....

"Oh, right!!!" Well, it looks like you'd get your answer. Ink's eyelights lit up a bit brighter as he took a swig from his yellow paints, his freckles brightening up a tad as well. He dragged you over to a seemingly random spot and made the ta-da gesture proudly towards something covered with a sheet, looking a little like a dog who dragged in a muddy stick to show it off. Noticing your confusion, Kiki dropped his hands, looked over to the mystery object and rolled his eyelights, grabbing the sheet and pulling to reveal...

"Oh my.... That is gorgeous, Ink, where did you get it????"

"Ooh ya like it? Found it in a random au and figured you might like it!"

You had to stay strong. He couldn't know how close you were to tears at the gesture, even if he's denser than a rock sometimes.

He got you a gorgeous vintage typewriter. The kind that makes the beautiful clacking noise and creates more of an author vibe than typing on a computer or even writing by hand. You'd always wanted one, but you could just never find the right one. This one though... It fit your vibe perfectly and.... And...

And it looked extremely well-kept for Ink to have just found it.

Even before you opened your mouth, though, Ink started rambling about the typewriter, seeming encouraged by your awestruck look.

"Oh yeah, found it in the window of some thrift shop in some AU, and Blue helped me to fix it up and restore it! That's what the papers were for earlier!" He gestured to the pile of papers that were somehow nearly stacked despite free-falling with you through the ink puddle.

Well you.... You no longer had words. You had to settle for hugging Kiki as tightly as you could and vowing to get this skeleton some of your neighbor's famous chicken vindaloo, extra spicy the way he liked it.

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Ok well as usual these turned out way longer than I meant them too XDDDD but I hope you enjoy honey!!!! And congrats for finishing exams bc ik you'll be done when you read this!!!!!

[angeltrapz]

i just read your latest fic and i really enjoyed it! i was curious, where did you get the idea for daniel/Tracy/alison?

Thank you so much!! <33

As for where I got the idea for Alison/the Riggs, at first it was just Alison/Tracy bc it always struck me how similar their stories are in some ways - absent husbands (though Daniel is absent via trying to solve Eric's disappearance & rescue him) who throw themselves into their work to kind of... not have to think abt things? If that makes sense? And husbands who don't realize how much their actions are impacting their family - it's not that they don't care, but it's truly that they're so immersed in what they're doing that they just... don't realize that the things they're dealing with + how they're dealing with them are affecting the ones they love.

Lawrence and Daniel are also very similar in my mind too, bc the reason they throw themselves into their work is that they have trouble with the thought of confronting things - Lawrence is afraid to admit that anything is wrong/that he's unhappy w the life he currently lives, whereas Daniel doesn't want to entertain the thought that he's hurting himself by overworking (he just wants to get Eric back - and after Kerry's death as well, of course he holds onto that hope. I HC that the three of them were pretty close until... you know. Eric & Kerry's Thing - then it was rlly only Eric & Daniel who remained close. And I've always HCed that Daniel & Eric were always close, too - I think of Daniel Rigg being Eric's son's godfather + the man he was named after).

And then as for why I changed it to include Daniel (other than Mr. Daniel Rigg being one of my fave characters in this entire franchise, I love him so much), that's because I couldn't rlly bear to separate him and Tracy,,, since Adam is alive in this AU as well, that means Daniel (and by extension quite a few others, but this isn't abt them fkjdhskjfds maybe sometime I can explain this whole AU?) also survived his test + I just... it's very apparent to me that he loves Tracy so much. Watching SAW IV for the first time and seeing him in the motel being afraid to open that chest bc he's afraid Tracy's been hurt/killed? It broke my heart!! He truly does love her so much (and I think she loves him just as much) and it didn't feel right to like. Disrupt that. When I could have them both here!! Tracy Rigg has two hands!!

So she and Daniel are still married, but Tracy is also dating Alison! Some brief basics are that Tracy & Daniel are both poly, both bi, and have an open relationship (though after IV I Def think they need to have a serious talk abt how Daniel's involvement w the Jigsaw case affected them and their relationship).

I like to think that the way Alison and Tracy met was actually through like... a Jigsaw survivors’ group meeting (separate from Bobby Dagen's)? One that was created in mind to both help direct Jigsaw victims and their family members cope with what they've been thru and learn abt ways to help, since there's a greater number of Jigsaw victims out there than just the ones the movies focus on. Alison's been attending regularly since the first movie, whereas Tracy (and probably Daniel a few times, ngl) starts attending after IV, and that's how they met; Alison is a good deal more experienced with how the group works/what they do, so she's one of the first people to talk w new members & kinda help them acclimate to a group setting if that makes sense.

They get to talking after that and realize they have quite a bit in common - not just the whole husband situation - and it blossoms from there. Tracy is obviously upfront abt her & Daniel's open relationship before they even get together, and while it takes some getting used to (Ali is poly as well, she's just not as used to like. Actually being in relationships like that while she was married to Lawrence), it turns out the two of them are very good for each other and help each other heal - and Alison & Daniel get along great when they're introduced!!! Basically this ship was solely based on the fact that I wanted these three to be happy and it kind of became its own thing! ;v;

[babsaros]

Ok I realised very quickly how curious I am once I started picking prompts and couldn't stop, so please only answer as many of these as you wanna :')

Dandelion - Crying, Anger, Family, Pancake, milky way, ribbon, crayon, shooting star, green heart, broken heart

Idk that much about Cory, or any of the others I think. But I'd like to ^-^ I'm gonna randomly assign some spicy ones

Coriander - volcano, gun

Rafe - mouse trap

Herat - lying

Merrill - crown

Denny - sparkle

RATORB - comet

I ended up just doing the dany and cory questions bc this got very long and i don’t want to post it any later than i already am bc i took a 12 hour nap in the middle but !!! ty for asking my sweet friend!

original list of questions here!

For Dandelion:

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily? Dany hates showing weakness and will hold back the tears as hard as they can. Usually it’s their own frustration at something that makes them break. I remember there being a few scenes over the course of the game where they just hit a limit and shut down, because otherwise they were going to start crying or do something equally embarrassing. I think they would cry if someone did something super nice unexpectedly for them though c:

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to? I wasn’t sure if this was meant to be like specifically angry habits or just habits in general sooo: I can see them stimming by pacing and tapping or randomly drumming on things, especially when they’re trying to think, and especially while driving. Playing the same song for hours, obviously. They also take super long showers and hate baths. When they’re angry, they get really quiet and tunnel-visioned and you’ve kinda just gotta wait out the shutdown because there’s no distracting them or getting them to talk before their brain has been able to process it, which could definitely be difficult to get used to.

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

Dany actually does have 2 siblings! I don’t have really anything about them fleshed out bc it's a pretty estranged relationship at the point they were at in the campaign though, mostly because of their parents being homophobic/transphobic dingdongs. I think Dany is the middle kid though? With like a much older brother and a slightly younger brother or smth

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast? Mm I think most days Dany would usually go for smth simple like shitty frozen breakfast pizza lmao, but i think their fav kind of breakfast food would be bear claws, the kind filled with pecans, or some kind of really fancy eggs-and-salsa dish Okay okay confession time. You know the infamous hook-up arc? My first idea for the morning after was still for Dany to wake up first, but instead of freaking out and ghosting, they would have made Erica breakfast in bed NO I'M NOT SORRY I LOVE DRAMA OKAY

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

I think we decided on colors, monsters and power sources as a group, so i had that as the basis when I first designed Dany but I feel like I didn’t do anything particularly interesting with their base design and I’ve been wanting to change it up a little, mostly inspired by characters like Abby (tlou2) and Vi (arcane) to at least bulk up their frame a lot more. Like this is somebody who’s been very foolishly throwing punches since elementary school and works out because they’re the informal bouncer at their bar, but I didn’t decide that early on so Dany kinda ended up shrimpy :p plus i might change up the hair or give them more tats or something! I do love Martyr’s design though!! I love their little stone jaw tufts, i looked at a lotta gargoyle reference photos bc of those lol. Also i tend to put a little of myself and my own experiences into all my characters (this should be exceedingly embarrassingly obvious by now), so i base a lot of Dany’s experiences with adhd and rsd off my own! And I tried to work themes of trust and doubt through all their decisions.

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into? Wellll, we’ve already talked about how well a knight/fantasy AU would work for them :3c I’ve also had the band AU banging around in my head since forever (they would just be so perfect as a drummer/lyricist) hmmm. In a TMA au, they could be an avatar of the Desolation or The Lonely. A cyberpunk au could be very cool (esp interpreting the magical guardian powers more as some kind of cybernetic virus or smth?)… I’m always a sucker for fake-dating tropes or softly-angsty soulmate aus too!!

🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?

At their core, Dany is just like. Way too determined. Like oh my god. Have less grit kid, can’t you see you’re pushing yourself way harder than you have to? You are 100% doing your best and no one would doubt that of you and you can afford to cut yourself some slack. Stop internalizing the shitty things you’ve ever been made to think about yourself. In the game, Dany was definitely at a point of burn-out in most aspects of life, and i would have loved to see them reach a point where they realize “wait okay this is stupid i’m not doing this anymore i’m not destroying myself about any of this anymore” and just realized that their perception of everything had been distorted the whole time. And for the love of everything, literally just sit down with Erica and really listen to her!

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make? Probably like. Wish for a nicer car. Not like a super fancy one or anything. Maybe just one that actually has an aux plug or smth. Or wish for a better memory or smth. I don’t think they would wish to really change anything major about their life, esp not the magical guardian stuff, because even though it was an uncomfortable transition they really leaned into the role hard and felt good in it sometimes. Especially whenever they were being called a Hero of Trust ;)

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

Dany would be SO big on check-ins and little reminders that their partner cares, like words of affirmation do a ton to combat rsd, especially unprompted??? Mmm they would melt. And hugs! I think once they got really comfortable, they would be soo clingy and touchy lmao.

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

This isn’t *really* answering the question, but along with tweaking their appearance, i’ve actually been thinking a bit about adding a bit to their backstory, inspired by a few songs... I’ve always thought of Dany as someone who could definitely actually be good at flirting, even though that didn’t come about really in play, and has had a few one-night stands in the past. I’ve *also* always had the idea that this is something that kinda fucks them up, making them worry they’re only worth affection when they have something to offer the other person! I’d like to give Dany someone they’ve got a sorta nasty history with, that reminds them to feel that shitty way about themself. For the drama!

And For Cory:

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

Cory is very quick to get angry, but has basically learned to smother it out of necessity. if you just went around murdering every single person that even slightly pissed you off, you would draw some very unwanted attention in Agoron (the shitty cyberpunk cowboy city she's from) Just assume that at any moment she's this close to deciding "to hell with the consequences" and pulling out her gun. When she finally reaches that point, it usually culminates in an explosion of extreme violence directed at whoever set her off (and if she can't get to that person, she'll take it out on whoever's closest to them) She’s basically lived the past few years in a constant slow-burn of anger at everyone around her, especially anybody that looks at Ara funny. She’s a little overprotective of Ara, who is decidedly the more world-experienced of the two lmao (also just realised i don't think i've ever posted this commission i got from @ quibbs (@ quibbed on twitter) of Cory and Ara, so i'll do a cheeky little paste)

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Cory trusts uhhhhh literally no one! not that many of the people she knows are very trustworthy anyway. She has a few... tenuous allies in Agoron, but she probably thinks of them all more as assets. This includes Lee Hines (a black market gundealer of questionable quality) Ruthie and Cassidy Kane (siblings who run a saloon and have very different opinions of Cory) and Grif (a kenku messenger/assassin for hire who has a not-so-friendly rivalry with Cory).

Ara is the only person she's ever been close to really trusting and feeling like they were on the same side (as opposed to the dog-eat-dog worldview Cory holds), even though it came with so much risk, but that kinda all blew up when Ara disappeared and now Cory just doesn't know what to think. She craves finding Ara, but she can't tell if that's because they have genuine feelings for each other or because she needs to make Ara pay for betraying Cory's trust. And Cory has always been on the lookout for a way to safely betray her crimelord boss, Atticus, who definitely deserves to be betrayed and he knows it.