#i do not know his story just that he's an absolute gremlin

[hypodriive]

menacing

[justporo]

You might (probably not) have seen a post from me today saying I was feeling empty and exhausted. I deleted that because I figured nobody would wanna see me cry on main all the time, so yeah... I feel better now though, don't worry.

Still I had very self-indulgent thoughts today, that I will share because three cheers for turning bad energy into positive stuff:

Headcanons for Astarion comforting his partner

Oh gods, you're almost already crying: your lips are already wobbling and your eyes are dangerously wet. What's a vampire gonna do about it?

Astarion is really lost about what to do, but he knows for sure: he really doesn't want you to cry or feel sad

"What's wrong, love? Did I do something wrong?"

He's definitely worrying and overthinking about if he's the reason behind your tears

The rock dropping from his undead heart when you eagerly shake your head though

So he awkwardly drags you into a hug and strokes your back while you just let tears flow

He holds you as long as you need to, just being there and willing that you'll feel better soon

"Do you want to talk about it, my heart? Maybe putting it into words will help you send it away."

Astarion will get better about this the more he learns about his partner and he's eager to be prepared the next time this happens: for example, learning what kind of hot beverage you love, to prepare it (specially with something fancy to make it even better and he calls it "à l'Astarion" with a wink and it makes you giggle with it already)

Astarion will absolutely try and make you feel better by cracking absolutely stupid jokes: "You know, I really didn't think water elves did exist. But you're the living proof aren't you, my sweet sad darling?" (The jokes are terrible... but that's why they cracked you up so much)

He'll also really listen to what you tell him helps and he'll try his best to make you happy again as soon as possible

Sometimes that entails just letting it all go while he simply holds you, humming a lullaby and swaying you in his arms

He nuzzles his face in your hair, the top of your head

Also lots of loving kisses of course

Sometimes he just talks and talks until you peacefully drift into dreams in his arms and he'll smile at you, seeing how your face has become relaxed again and wrap you in a blanket on the sofa or carry you to bed carefully

And after a good cathartic cry: "Feel better now, love? Then let me run you a bath - and join you if you want..."

Then sometime he'll have it figured out and just needs a bit of input to figure out what will help: "No no, my sweet, you will not just sit here and spiral! Do you want to go for a walk?" You shake your head. "Smash some old mugs and curse all the Gods?" More head-shaking. "Want me to grab ink and paper and write down an action plan with you?" Still head shaking. "Alright, darling, you're making this a hard nut to crack. How about I make you some fresh tea, wrap you in some blanket and read you a Drizzt story?" You eagerly nod your head and wrap your arms around the suddenly flustered vampire, also maybe rubbing your snotty nose on his shirt a little. Entirely on accident of course. "Ugh, and you're also getting some tissues, you nasty little gremlin."

[reiderwriter]

Okay, I just wanted to start off and say I love your stories. They're always so good. You've reblogged one of my stories a while, and I actually squealed and scared the crap out of my friend. But yeah, I live you and your stories 💖💖💖

So I read your one story of Spencer being a soon-to-be dad, and I really like the idea of seeing Spencer and reader as actual parents just feeling the emotions. I thought something based around their daughter (because Spencer's a girl dad) hitting a milestone like walking, talking, or something even bigger like the first day of school. I don't know if that makes sense, but either way, I hope you like it!

A/N: I love the idea of new-dad Spencer. He deserves a loving family and a baby so much 😭 I combined this request with one of the prompts for @imagining-in-the-margins Kid Fic challenge which you can find the details for here! ❤️

Warnings: none, just fluff.

Masterlist

You never thought leaving to go for a spa day would be one of the hardest things you'd have to do in your life, but here you were. 

In the ten months since you'd given birth to your daughter, you'd been stressed, lacking in sleep, leaking fluids from places that you forgot could have fluids leak from, and you'd been totally, irreversibly, head over heels in love. 

Both with the tiny little gremlin you'd given birth to, and with the man that you watched become a father. 

Spencer Reid was a great dad. 

He'd had a fair amount of anxiety leading up to the birth, worrying about every detail, talking to geneticists, driving you to and from each check up or attending via video call if he was on a case. After she was born, he helped out as best he could. 

For a man who had delivered a baby before and was absolutely great with his teammates' kids, he couldn't hold her for the first week without an intense look of panic crossing his features.

“Y/N, what happens if I drop her?” 

“Y/N, she sneezed. What if I got her sick?”

“Y/N, she fell asleep, I can't move.” 

A genius with an IQ of 187 slashed to 60 in front of a pretty girl. His tiny daughter had him thrown through a loop he got seriously stuck in. 

He was still helpful, and he got used to all his new duties and tasks within a week, but watching those cute clueless expressions pass over his face now and then endeared you to him that much more. 

He knew everything, but he had to learn this right there with you. 

So yes, leaving for a relaxing spa visit was hard. 

Spencer had been on a case for the last four days, his first since your daughter had arrived and the official end to his paternity leave. You'd been happy to see him get back to it, in all honesty. Spencer’s job, his research, and his work at the FBI were like muscles he needed to stretch. It wasn't that he couldn't live without them, but there would always be a part of him that felt stiff or unsure of himself without the possibilities of a case to unravel or some theorizing to do. 

You were slightly panicked at the thought of being alone with your daughter for four days, but you managed. With a phone call home every single night where he asked you about every single thing your little bundle of joy had done outside of his watchful gaze. 

Now, it was your turn. 

Spencer had insisted on it upon returning from his case. He got four nights of relative peace after 20 months of waking up with the baby, sleeping with the baby, napping when the baby napped, carrying the baby around when it became evident that she was desperately scared of not being the center of attention. 

He came back with a spring in his step, and the deep desire to see you get a solid night's rest the way he'd been able to. 

You'd tried shooting him down, multiple times, to no reward. 

“Spencer, you didn't exactly just up and go off gallivanting. You were working.”

“I was working, and I still got more rest than you. I really needed that sleep and time away, Y/N, and I think you do, too. Now, please, go away,” he'd pulled you into his arms when you'd put the baby down that night to reveal his brilliant plans. 

“Just for the night. Go away for a lovely overnight break. Not indefinitely. I love you.” His panicked confession at the end sent you into giggles, that with a few well times kisses had you reluctantly agreeing to the girls trip he'd planned you. 

The BAU girls had been roped into accompanying you on the trip, which honestly meant that he'd be getting status updates any time he asked for one. 

JJ, Penelope, Emily, and Tara were all going to strong arm you into the car if need be to carry you off to the nearest 5(ish) star Hotel and Spa. 

And that's exactly what happened. 

The man had even packed the bag for you to send you off, had made you breakfast in bed and had run to every sound your daughter had made from dusk until dawn so you didn't have to lift a finger. 

“Y/N, you're resting today.”

“But-” 

“No. No buts. Just rest.”

“At least let me hold her for a second to say goodbye.” He blinked at you for a few seconds before his stubbornly helpful face turned softer, and he quickly handed your daughter back for a small cuddle. 

With a lingering hug, you told your daughter - who absolutely did not care one bit that you would be wandering out of the house soon enough - that you'd be back in the morning, kissed your husband on the lips, and were swiftly kidnapped by JJ and Emily. 

To your credit, you lasted two whole hours before breaking down. 

The drive to the hotel was quick and peaceful, and it felt nice to breathe in the fresh air without having to also check for various baby smells. 

You checked in fast, and all gathered in the in-hotel restaurant for brunch and mimosas, and then it hit you. Another mother walked in with a stroller, and you were blubbering. 

Your bottom lip wobbled, and the rest of the world ceased to exist as you gave in to the emotions. 

You knew, of course, that you were going to have to leave your daughter at some point. It wasn't healthy for either of you to have attachment issues, and you didn't want to hinder your daughters development by sticking too close - but that didn't mean you didn't miss her. 

JJ noticed your watery eyes first. “Oh no, I know that look,” she smiled over her drink, taking a sip. 

“What? What look?” You said, but giving yourself massively away with a good sniff and watery blink. 

“You lasted longer than I did. I couldn't go half an hour without turning my car around and heading back to Henry, and I swear it was only worse with Michael.” 

You giggled a bit as you wiped your eyes. 

“Do you think… do you think we could go back? Just for a little bit. I just want to check on them.”

The women passed a look between them and then nodded back at you, obviously having expected this. 

“Actually, we didn't book any spa treatments until the afternoon. We had a feeling something like this would happen,” Tara smiled at you, and you snorted in surprise as you dabbed away your tears with a handkerchief. 

“We are laying some ground rules though,” Emily said, a stern tone fighting the playful smile on her face. 

“We can peak through a window, but we're not going in. And we're not going to call ahead and let Spencer know. The kid needs to know you feel confident in his parenting skills, and if he's just got the baby settled and you come back in, it won't be easy to calm her down again.”

“You drive a hard bargain,” you said, but you were already halfway to the car by the time you could finish the sentence. 

The girls pulled up a block away and let you walk calmly back to your front door. 

You'd since agreed to a time limit and not to unlock the door. Emily went ahead to scope out the house, communicating with JJ on the phone who was holding your hand to stop you from wringing them. 

You'd never been a part of the BAU, but somehow you felt like a team member on a case getting ready to stake out a target. 

When Emily gave you the signal, the rest of the girls gave you space, and you ducked down to peer into your ground floor window. 

Spencer was on his stomach with your daughter, and they were having what seemed like a riveting conversation. 

“And so then I obviously got tongue-tied. Like I said, Daddy isn't good at talking to people, let alone beautiful women like Mommy.” 

“Be be be da.”

“Exactly. I really embarrassed myself, actually. I went up to her and said ‘do you have a number?’ and she was so confused.”

“Ba!” 

“Yeah, she sounded like that, too. I kept talking more and more, and she couldn't understand what I meant. She thought I was asking about her age at one point. I was just getting redder and redder, and then she grabbed my hand and led me to a seat at the back of the bookshop because she thought I was sick.”

He smiled down at the infant again, still babbling to herself.

“I was sick, of course, but it was just love sickness. I still am.” 

The tears that you'd delicately wiped away earlier came back hot and heavy now as you resisted the urge to crawl through the window to your precious family. 

Spencer was telling your daughter the story of how he first asked you out, near disastrously, and from the sounds of it, he wasn't done telling stories. 

“I really love your Mommy, you know. She's wonderful.”

“Mmmm,”

“See, you think so too. Everyone thinks so.” 

“Mmmma” 

“Yes, your Mama. You’re just like her, everyone loves you, too.” 

“Mama.”

You heard Spencer's breath hitch as you closed a hand over your mouth to stop a shocked squeal from coming out. 

“T-That's right. Mama. One more time, say mama.”

“Mama,” the little baby squealed in delight, reacting to her fathers utter joy. 

“You're speaking. One more time, Mama.”

“Mama!” 

“Your mama is going to be so mad,” Spencer whispered, grabbing his daughter up in one more careful hug and kissing her face as she giggled delightfully. “We need to keep this a secret. Tomorrow, you'll have you say your first word in front of her, and we'll both act surprised, okay? Promise?”

The gargle he got in response was enough to have your shoulders shaking as the others extricated you from your own front lawn. 

Back in the car, you broke down into giggles and tears, shoulders rising and falling in sobs and laughter intermittently. 

“Is this a total psychotic break or just a symptom of seeing Spencer as a dad?” Penelope asked, nudging you with her elbow as you tried to regain your composure.

“It's… whew, it's okay. We can go back now.” 

“You sure?” JJ asked from the driver's seat, and you nodded once again.

“Yeah. I'm fine now. I'm really good.” 

The women all offered you similar smiles as you drove away, blissful and content. 

[revelboo]

Not me about to impulsively splurge on some familiar gen 1 figures (cough cough starscream cough cough) thanks to this lovely brainrot I’ve been nursing with these nuggets of your stories ❤️

Do it!

Everything is Alright pt 15

Starscream x Reader-MIA

• Gone. Venting sharply, Starscream stares at his desk and its complete lack of one small, helpless human. Moving slowly, he checks around the desk, spark constricting. As angry as you were with him, surely you wouldn’t have jumped just to spite him. Not finding any trace of you should have been a relief, instead it just spins that panic tighter.

• Because that means someone took you. Skywarp, Thundercracker, and Soundwave are the only three who know about you and he’s sure his trine wouldn’t dare. Not after he’d explained in very clear terms how displeased he’d be if you’re touched again. Soundwave then. The mostly silent mech is unusually interested in his pet’s well-being. It has to be Soundwave. Any other Decepticon and it’s already too late. Moving quickly, he strides down the hall as a very real fear he doesn’t want to touch begins to build.

• While Soundwave is easy enough to track down, the mech just stares at him when he hisses under his breath, demanding to know where the human is. And then spreads his arms, palms up as if to ask why did he think he’d know. It’s like being sucker punched in the denta. Soundwave doesn’t have you. Neither does his trine.

• Now his processor runs wild. A lot of the Decepticon ranks would squash you on sight. Some would toy with you first. A few might dissect you out of scientific curiosity or boredom. He catches the side of the console, startling Soundwave as his wings flick with faint tremors and his servos dig into the metal he’s bracing against, warping it. Just one thing. That’s all he’d wanted. One little thing that was his. Someone glad to see him.

• And he can’t stop that awful, betraying trembling in his wings. Hates that Soundwave is seeing it as he grits his denta. Because whoever took what’s his is going to pay so very dearly.

• They’re absolute gremlins, you decide as you run along with Soundwave’s cassettes through the huge halls. Or maybe they’re more bored teenagers, because their chief source of entertainment seems to be pranks. At least Frenzy and Rumble’s. The other two seem content to watch whatever chaos the disaster twins, as you’ve privately dubbed them, come up with. Including industrial strength adhesives, paint bombs, and stealing energon cubes.

• There’s something so freeing about being turned loose. Even if you’re sure that if you try to sneak off, you’ll be stopped. But for now, you can just, well not forget, but allow yourself to be distracted. The hall your happy little group has wandered down is quiet and they take turns devouring smaller energon cubes they’d thieved. Snacks maybe? “What happens to a squishy if you ingest energon?” Rumble asks, visor glinting as he studies his cube.

• “A horrific, agonizing death?” You venture, shying away from the brightly colored cube as big as your head that he’s holding out, the contents sloshing. Because finding out the answer to this particular mystery? No, thank you. Anything that pretty was probably very poisonous.

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Might I suggest the Flame Toys Starscream if you don’t mind assembling models, because their builds are lovely.

[landograndprix]

where your heart truly lies ✾ l.n

❧ in which you and lando are not together, right?

❧ a/n – no real ending because I actually wanted to make this into a mini lando series but I'm not sure yet 🤪

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[gremlingottoosilly]

Hello gremlin!

I’ve read most of your monster!141 and I absolutely love how you write these stories!

I was wondering if you could do something with a barn owl reader! Barn owl are my favorite animal in general and i would love to see how the monster!141 boys will react to such a cute but deadly hybrid.

I think it will be hilarious how easily you can sneak up on them! After all silence and stealth is a common trait amongst owls. Also it’s not like your a tiny hybrid either you are pretty big and strong but not taller of stronger than the boys

-again i love your work, it’s simply amazing ( i also hope this ask isn’t too weird) 🦉🦉

You weren't even a pet at first. One of the scouts, the flying patrol for the base - the deadly one, really, although the fact that you're only active at night makes you a bit less of an effective soldier than you should be initially. It's fine, you thought, it should be fine - you're flying under the radar, you don't catch attention, you do your job. Then you are accidentally caught in a full moon with Soap and Ghosts. You learned the secret of the most mysterious operator on the base - and you wish you didn't. Stuck on a night patrol with two horny dog and dog-ghost hybrid was...something. Something that got you squished between two of your superiors, your wings petted and stimulated relentlessly and your pussy and ass squeezing their knots. The two of them truly are just dogs at heart - refusing to separate from each other and from you, you could only hoot in pleasure as they were using your body like you were one of pets and not a fellow soldier. You knew what that would mean, obviously - you're strong, yes, but not to the point of their strength. You're not breedable or soft or small, but they are still stronger and you're still cumming around them like a lowly creature you are. Soap marks you with his bites and Ghost pushes his hands around your waist, squeezing you into the shape of a mate. You know your service as a soldier is over. It's not that bad with others - Gaz still respects another flying hybrid in the team, going on patrols whenever you are not being bred, and enjoying flying with you. Even if that means he is only doing this so he could fuck you up on some high mountain or the watching tower, so be it. You want freedom, you crave it, and if spreading your wings also means spreading your legs a bit later than fuck it - Kyle is making you cum, after all. Almost treating you like an equal, this is refreshing after the treatment you're getting from his fellow teammates. He loves to kiss you, to cover you in soft smooches and little pecks, and you never felt so utterly loved. Price is...a bit conflicted. He still treats you as a soldier sometimes. sending you on patrols and when you're all too eager, he is reminded that you're their pet - even though you look and act like a proper recruit. He knows how predator hybrids are, how you need work to do because just laying with your legs spread in your nest won't cut it for someone like you - so he sighs and gives you paperwork, at least, it's something to do whenever you're not filled with their pups. Price is softer with you, he is forcing himself to be. Being strict and acting like your captain is a second nature to him, but you're changing your circumstances really quickly and he just wants you to be good. Just wants you to feel alright even though he understands that the transition was harsh.

[breeyn]

An essay rebutting the “bad writing” claims of s2 ofmd. Spoilers herein.

I’ll preface this with saying you’re obviously allowed to like and dislike whatever you want. I am in no way opposing that. And your reasons are your reasons. Have at. (Also - this is a collection of observations from the past few days, I’m not calling anyone out)

I AM going to rebut the idea that season two was poorly written and lost the spirit of what the show is about.

My favourite movie of all time is Empire Strikes Back. It’s been my favourite movie since I was four. I’m pretty sure it’s a fave of David Jenkins, too. He and Taika have made absolutely no attempt to hide their love of all things 80’s - Prince, the Princess Bride, Kate Bush, Star Wars, etc.

I have ancient video tapes (that I can’t play because who has a vcr) where Lucas is interviewed by Leonard Maltin? Malkin? I dunno. Who cares. Maltin asks him about the Star Wars (original trilogy) story arc. Lucas says “in act I, you introduce all the characters. In act II, you put them in a situation they can’t get out of, and in act III, they get out of it.”

That’s how it works. This is how stories and literary structures work.

Of course you’re not satisfied with season two. You’re not supposed to be.

The arguments I have read on why s2 loses the spirit of s1 is because no one heals. No one learns anything. No one moves forward properly. The person who makes the biggest move towards healing dies. The two main characters end the show doing the exact fucking thing they had promised themselves and each other they wouldn’t do. Our romantic lead still doesn’t understand his value or make any headway on addressing his tragic flaw. It makes no goddamn sense.

My gremlins in weird: it’s not supposed to. In Act 2, EVERYONE LOSES. This is how it goes.

I’ve read a lot of people saying “but this felt like a series finale, not a season finale.” We all know that outside politics play a part here, the strikes make everything precarious. I remember the last writers strike. It destroyed tv for fifteen years. Anyone remember Pushing Daisies? Some of y’all have never had your fave show cancelled with zero resolution for the characters and it shows.

Daddy J did us a kindness. He softened the blow of a tough season. After the brutal cliffhanger of s1, he gave us a little softness and hope. All those things you’re mad aren’t resolved? It’s because THE STORY ISN’T OVER.

No one on earth thinks “stuff all your trauma into a box and ignore it” is good advice. A way to actually live. This show did not have enough screen time to throw out dialogue for no reason. There was foreshadowing in s1 for s2, and there is foreshadowing for s3 in s2. This is a well-crafted story by very smart people who care very much for these characters. There is zero chance Frenchie explained the box in his head for no reason. The reason people have not resolved their trauma and growth is because they haven’t done it *yet*.

And friends - it’s not thinly veiled. They straight up fucking tell us what they’re doing.

Luke Skywalker spends the first two movies fucking up and desperately trying to prove himself and just generally being an idiot. Sound familiar? He ignores the lessons he is supposed to be learning to go off and do what he feels like doing, and loses fucking badly. At the end of Empire, Han is gone, Luke and Leia wave goodbye to the Falcon that has Lando and Chewy - the rest of their crew - aboard. Everyone has lost everything they care about. Vader is undefeated. Yoda is pissed. Nothing is resolved.

You see where I’m going?

If you think I’m stretching this too far, welp, when Ed tells Stede he loves him - the climax of the finale - Stede quotes Han fucking Solo. Like - *it’s right there*. The story structure. The reason everything is unresolved.

So yeah. They wave goodbye to their ship because they have wounds to heal (like Luke’s hand). The people aboard the ship have things to find. Ed and Stede have *not* learned their lesson about whims and how not to be like Anne and Mary. It’s not stupid that they’re doing the same thing, and it’s not pointless that we were shown Anne and Mary. It’s all relevant.

The resolution comes in Act 3. None of these people are done. The story is far, far from over. And just in case the studios want to be dicks about it, David Jenkins was lovely enough to not repeat my enduring heartbreak over Pushing Daisies.

Thank you, @davidjenks 🖤

[darlingbabyboo]

hiii! (^o^)/

Dunno if your requests are open but if they are, would you mind sharing some of your hcs of what dating Souya would be like?

(Btw your writing stye is like so nice it's like sunbeams peaking out on a cloudy day, warm and enchanting to look at! ((o(*>ω<*)o)) )

'My Adorable Angry Boy...'

Summary: so what's it like dating one of the famed Kawata twins?

Notes: Requests are always open! And this is so nice 😭 Being compared to sun beams is such an honour omg!!!

Okay, so first we have to get into how you two first started dating

So how did your great love story begin?

Incredibly awkwardly to be honest

You two attended the same school but Angry had absolutely no idea how to confess to you

So he would just watch from his seat, not aware of how he's burning holes through your head

He cares, really, he's just a little stupid

Smiley is the one that really started the relationship

He was tired of how awkward y'all were and was just like, if I don't do it, no one will

"Listen, he doesn't hate you, he's a dumbass who doesn't know how to confess."

"W-What???" You look at the boy who's been burning holes through your head, the new information barely sinking in. Angry spares a small glance at you, before turning red and glaring at his brother.

"Smiley!" He exclaims.

The orange-haired gremlin only smiles wider, "you'll thank me for this later."

Everyone say thank you Smiley

After the awkwardness at first, you two do form a beautiful relationship

Angry is actually the sweetest boyfriend ever though

He's considerate in a way you would not believe

He will remember everything about you, making sure that you're always number 1

Don't worry if everyone else has forgotten about your birthday, Angry already got your back

"Souya, you didn't have to do all this!" You cover your mouth as you see your house completely transformed, streamers, banners, and everything bedazzled to the highest degree. In the middle, he sits on the table, with a homemade cake. Your eyes start to tear up "thank you so much."

Your boyfriend looks off to the side, the compliment making him turn red. "It's no problem, it's what you deserve."

And even if he's on the shyer side (especially compared to his brother), he won't be afraid of speaking up for you

If someone is bothering you, he won't be afraid to grab his brother and roll up to their house

It pays to have a delinquent boyfriend sometimes

"What's wrong with- hey!"

"This the asshole?" Smiley questions, fist crumpling around his collar.

Angry nods and narrows his eyes, "it's him."

The asshole holds up his hand, "hey, I don't know what you think I did, but I promise that you got the wrong guy."

Angry shakes his head, "no, I think I'm looking at the right guy." He sneers and cracks his knuckles, "this will teach you for harassing my girl."

He will not let anyone mess with his baby

Nicknames- I feel like Angry would be into soft/sophisticated, things like darling, honey, sweetheart

He's also a little insecure though, so be patient with him

He loves his brother more than anything but he also has to live in his shadow constantly, and sometimes it can sting.

"Souya, hun, are you okay?"

All the words he wants to say die on his tongue, only able to shake his head.

"Don't worry Souya, I won't leave you." You crawl into his lap, curling around him. He embraces you, sinking his head into your shoulders.

It's all he needs right now.

Angry is one of the sweetest guys in Tokyo Revengers, and anyone would be lucky to have him as a boyfriend.

Can we share?

[lordgrimoire]

The Amity Parkers

Inspired by This Post, which is long, read the many reblogs and tags and comments, it’s fun!

Tim was Ninety Percent Sure that he was going absolutely insane, granted it was a long time coming. Danny Fenton, his Chemistry teacher and Dash Baxter, his Phys Ed teacher? That was two people from the same practically non-existent town in Illinois, but add onto that the fact that even MORE people kept showing up in Gotham from sleepy little Amity Park and proceeded to either A:Thrive or B:Thrive but with the Energy of a Kryptonian having nonstop contact highs.

After his two teachers, or more accuratly before, there had been Jazz Fenton, a new Psychiatrist working in Gotham and making rather noticeable strides in things. Then arrived her brother and Baxter, who had applied roughly at the same time in the aftermath of a Rogue attack on the cities water treatment plant, and the floodgates seemed to less open more fly off the hinges as though breaching charges had been used. 

Now there were MORE people here, there was Tucker Foley, working at Wayne Enterprises as a coder and a damn terrifying one to boot, Sam Manson, an activist who ended up throwing Tim during one of his Red Robin patrols where he’d come across her “Protest Site” which had been a small park in The Narrows. Wes Weston, a cop, had been giving his coworkers and his Chem teacher NOTHING but grief, insisting that Fenton was doing “Something” wrong but never quite being able to get things to stick, upon further digging this had been a long running one sided rivalry. There was also a SECOND Psychiatrist, Paulina Sanchez, at Gotham Academy who was also from Amity Park, and her files were airtight, as Damian’s most recent hacking attempt and Tim’s own follow up had failed to breach her firewalls.

So, here Tim was, staring at Danielle “Dani/Ellie” Masters, Dr. Fenton’s CLONE and the Academies newest but also most feral teacher as she boxed the Joker hard enough for an audible crack to be heard from their classroom from where she was fighting the demented clown on the field. Baxter was still running his class as normal, though a bit further away, and Dr. Fenton was still teaching their class, while Tim was trying to get Extra Credit and vengeance on the Doctor through today’s extra credit task, making a tracker that could track Doctor Fenton for Twenty Four Hours. 

Why was he seeking vengeance you ask? Well given the fact that Jason brought Doctor Fenton to Family Dinner last week [with Alfred’s blessing] and had come in with the most gremlin-esque energy he’d seen from a Non-Rogue. Now don’t get Tim wrong, he likes Doctor Fenton, he may be demented as all get out but he was regularly making counters to drugs and toxins that seemed to just inhabit Gotham. BUT! Doctor Fenton and Jason had been so sickeningly cutes-y with each other at Dinner, like a couple of Birds of Paradise trying to one up each other.

Then of course was the “Story Time” where the two had teamed up to tell embarrassing stories, though Danny held back, a touch. It didn’t absolve him, especially with how he egged on Jason, which very much didn’t help the whole “I know you’re the Bats” situation. AND THEN! There was the fact that a majority of the Amity Parkers KNEW that they were the Bats, It was as though they had gone through this whole song and dance before, which given prior statements of Doctor Fenton having “Hung up the Cape” seemed to imply he used to be a hero in Amity Park, where your average joe could one on one a rank and file leaguer or at least give them a rough time.

The fact that a semester of training from Baxter and Fenton alone had made Tim’s year group capable of facing off with the JL  was a testament to that.

Speaking of which, some Junior Leaguers were coming to Gotham, if only for a place where they were not as “Strange”. Some of those moves may have been encouraged with the recent custody battle between Luthor against Vlad and Danielle Masters regarding Connor, who was a Copyrighted clone as it turns out, which had resulted  in Connor being made a ward of Danielle Masters, who had chewed Superman out HARD along with her Original, Doctor Danny Fenton himself.

Suffice to say, Clark did NOT get majority of Custody, and only got every third weekend, which was terrifying in Tim’s opinion that this small town mayor who was as wealthy as Luthor, had turned up, legally thrashed Luthor, and then given custody over to his daughter, thrashed SUPERMAN with KRYPTONIAN LAWS, and then gone back to Amity Park Illinois to resume his Mayor-ship there. The fact the town was essentially a self governing and self sufficient region  meant that the League was now VERY AWARE of it, and the fact that the League of Assassins had tried and FAILED multiple times to infiltrate the town, with more people going rogue than staying loyal, with only one out of nearly two hundred assassins returning to Nanda Parabat, critically wounded and very much insane.

In Tim’s opinion? Amity Park raised people similar too but far more prepared than Gothamites, for while Gothamites may have the Fight in their bones, Amity Parkers seem ready to back it up with experience, training, and life experience. 

But then again, Mr. Lancer had been an immigrant to Amity Park, and he was the blueprint of sorts for all of his students who had gone into teaching, much the same for how Batman was the Blueprint for all the other Bats.

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Tagging some Folks included in the Masterpost

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[brucewaynehater101]

DC Santa is a troll so when he knows he's going to die and he sends his powers to the young heroes he knows he's about to traumatize, he tweaks things just a little, he's got the time after all, he goes all over the world in a night, the comet is in slow motion to him, not that he'd move, and these little chaotic gremlins have been so good despite everything life has thrown at him and he really owes them quite a backlog of gifts

While Santa may go to apocalypse every year, he goes nowhere near Gotham

To Tim, Tim knows everyone's deepest desire with a look, this ability is especially effective in December. Tim becomes the master of picking out the best holiday and birthday presents

Cassie can speak and understand ALL the languages she comes across

People now automatically have some level of trust towards Greta, know that she's a nice person who would protect them to the best of her ability, had she stayed in the superhero community, she would have attained dick grayson levels of trust among the other capes

Kon has a sense of who's on the naughty list and who's on the nice list, makes it easier to steer away from creepers now who would take advantage of him since it's not like he has a grown up to help him figure that out

Bart is even faster and yet his metabolism is evened out a bit, he's less desperately hungry all the time, can get away with just snacks instead of eating an entire all you can eat buffet, though he's still capable of that, and he has even more of a sweet tooth than before

Slobo is capable of lifting even more than Lobo, the sort of strength and balance one would need to carry a sack filled with presents for the world, or the universe

Anita gets a knack for Christmas magic, the little illusions that bring a little extra joy to a person's life and when she and Tim collaborate they find they can put into motion butterfly effects, tiny actions that cause huge, joyous results, and Anita's gingerbread houses never rot

Cissie gets the anonymity, there are so many Santas but no one could ever tell you which one is real, in the future she never has to worry about someone connection her heroic past to her civilian present, except for her friends of course

I love this AU/hc so much, and how you included more than just the core four for it.

For Tim, I know he's absolutely using that power of his for no good. He uses it to make villains (and some Bats) cry when he mentions or even gets them their deepest desire. I am curious if the deepest desire is only for physical stuff or for the unattainable too (like I bet Dick would love to do a Flying Graysons routine with his parents one more time).

I love Cassie's cause she probably freaks the JL out when she starts speaking thr same dialect of an alien species no one has even heard of before.

Greta's is perfect. I hope she finds lots of use for it in her retirement. I would love a spin off of her just utilizing that power when she goes to college, gets a job, etc.

Kon's makes me want to cry. It's amazing for him, but the reasoning is so sad. I hope YJ is able to help him and that he's better able to take care of himself with this.

I like to imagine Anita's parents/kids looking up to her in amazement as her gingerbread house still stays standing after 5 months.

I'm glad Bart has more choice in his need to eat. Tim probably helps him by buying lots of food, but it's nice that Bart, in this AU, doesn't have to constantly be eating as much.

I don't know as much about Slobo (which is a damn right shame), but it seems DC did him dirty (something about him slowly dying and then sacrificing himself???). Anyways, I hope his strength helps him feel more reassured with himself and confident. I hope he can use it to uplift those he cares about.

Cissie's sounds great. There's tons of stories about the price of fame being a lack of privacy. With this, maybe she'll be able to have a normal life as well

[batbusiness-schooldropout]

Unfortunately, I'm low on inspiration for our Girl's Night adventure. I shall leave off with what Bruce thinks is happening and what is actually happening. Feel free to take the story and do whatever you want with it, just tag me or something.

Bruce's Idea:

Conner ran afoul of some magic and is now up the duff with Tim's kid. Tim, being a paranoid gremlin, has called in a favor with Barbara and she is having a facility built for the purpose of caring for mother and child (Yes, Bruce does get a new gray hair everytime he thinks about what Tim and Conner have done).

Phantom is mostly likely hired muscle and a go-fer for the group. After the information about the pregnancy gets out, Tim receives a phone call, most likely about a health concern given his behavior and leaves. Probably to resolve whatever issues arose before returning and bold faced denying anything to do with the plot outside of threatening to explain in great detail how Conner's condition came to be

What is actually happening:

Someone was able to get a message to Oracle asking for help for 2 metas, one being very sick and the other injured. They said that they were being hunted by the government and that they needed to keep a low profile. (Ellie could also be heard shouting that if they were bringing a pity party, to not come at all) Oracle calls up her most trusted enforcers, Steph and Cass, who decide to disguise the mission as a Girl's Night that just took too long. Dick was invited because the "cruiser but secretly a bruiser" is a stick shift and only hipsters and old people know how to drive those.

After picking up Selina and the Fentons, they split into 2 teams with members coming and going to keep any one person from having a clear idea of what's going on.

One team is working on turning an abandoned building of some kind into a one room hospital. (Not important but they had to go out of their way to get old equipment because no one wants to risk any ectoplasm or magic mixing with new technology in unexpected ways. You wouldn't want the bed to start raising itself after all)

The other team is working on gathering intel on the GIW and sneaking any ghosts out that they can. The goal is to have everything ready to execute a raid within hours, if not minutes of the Anti-Ecto Acts being repealed.

Out of fear that the Justice League and its members might be traced back to the operation and jeopardize everyone's safety (if Vlad finds out what's happening, there's no telling if he'll possess a hero or not) Oracle tasks Tim with the civilian side of things. Some concerned reporters happen upon the Acts and write about them, and some equally concerned billionaires throw their opinions (and money) into the conversation, and public concern grows, and you know how this song and dance goes.

For better or worse, she also tasks Tim with ensuring that everyone, including the man himself, is too distracted to notice Bruce's finances. Since he's bank rolling the whole operation, even if he doesn't know yet. Tim decides to call Conner to unleash their greatest distraction plan. The old-fashioned "Teen Pregnancy Scare" tactic. The fact that they are both male barely slows them down or convinces anyone that they're lying.

Everyone looking at them is like, "I'm pretty sure you're lying, but with all the shit you all get into, I can't rule out honesty"

(Also maybe Ellie has to revert to a core and she needs someone to "carry" her. Before anyone else can process the information, Conner sees an opportunity for more chaos and volunteers. The absolute flabbergasted look on Clark's face when he sees a medical record detailing his progress was priceless)

[melishade]

Did you watch Transformers One yet or are planing to? Because I just did yesterday and hoooooly fuck. Holy fuck.

That being said I go ham the second I get the notification of a new chapter godspeed

So yes, I have seen it, and It's been at least two weeks, so I'm going to talk about my thoughts now. Spoilers ahead if you haven't seen it yet.

So I absolutely adored Transformers One, and it is one of the best Transformers movies that I have seen in a while. The plot! The world building! The characters! Oh my god! It was great!

So what did I like:

-I absolutely adored all of the nods to previous Transformers iterations. The soundtrack paying nods to Transformers Prime, especially the Resting Place of the Primes soundtrack. Makes sense since the composer was on the TFP soundtrack. Meanwhile, some of the iconic G1 poses for Optimus were present throughout the story. I'm certain there were other nods to previous iterations, but it's littered all over the place.

-I adored Orion Pax finally being made into a feral gremlin. In the Aligned Continuity, it was stated that Optimus was essentially living out in the woods before Alpha Trion found him. So TF1 Orion manifesting that energy was awesome.

-I adored the dynamic between Orion Pax and D-16, with such simple and massive things showing how they valued each other's friendship, only making the division and ultimate betrayal that much more devastating. Orion giving D-16 the Megatronus sticker, D-16 helping Orion escape the guards. The two doing the race together and going to find the Matrix together. These were all sweet moments that make us feel the pain of them falling into their respective roles. It also really helps that Orion and D-16 are in the same caste system instead of different ones. Many have criticized the power imbalance because of the caste differences, especially in TFP. So putting them on the same playing field does help establish how they handle their environments.

-Also, I adored D-16 descent into becoming Megatron. Some people do say that D-16's descent into Megatron was rushed, and I do agree with it somewhat. D-16 switched on a dime in a matter of three days while Orion still stuck to his morals through and through. But think of it this way: you've devoted your whole life to the system that you grew up in. Worshipping Sentinel like everyone else was, only to find out this guy betrayed the Primes, sold out Cybertron to the Quintessions, robbed you of your fucking T-Cog, and then lied about it to your face. Orion was constantly questioning the system and challenging it long before the reveal, which is why Orion immediately thought of what to do next. How do they fix it? How do they stop Sentinel and build a better world? D-16's whole world view was shattered in one moment, and from that moment on, he's not given any room to breathe and process his emotions properly. Everything else after that, from Sentinel Prime poorly branding him to the High Guard emphasizing strength over everything else. D-16's world view is constantly getting warped to the point where only ruthlessness matters. So when D-16 is at that pivotal moment where he's holding onto Orion, he decides to let him go, killing whatever inkling of kindness remained, leaving only Megatron.

-Oh Sentinel you bitch! I had a gut feeling from Bayverse, TFA, and Aligned Continuity, that Sentinel was going to be some sort of asshole. I just didn't know how. I thought he was going to just be a pansy in the face of the Quintessions. But instead, he sold out his own people to the Quintessions?! He killed the Primes! HE ROBBED BABIES OF THEIR T-COGS?! Bro what the fuck! You deserved to be ripped in half!

-Surprisingly, I adored Bumblebee. When watching the trailers, I was super worried that Bumblebee would be really bad comedic relief. And while there were some moments that did drag on, the movie knew when to pull back and let Bumblebee have a serious moment. Not to mention, the movie does justify Bumblebee's chatty nature, which is just a reflection of how absolutely fucked Sentinel's whole system is.

-Elita is a whole mood in the story. She worked hard to get a position she strived for, only to get fired because of Orion's decisions, is suddenly dragged into Orion's mess again, and then finds out everything is a lie. Like she genuinely did not want to be there and had to roll with the punches.

-I loved the subtle nods to how messed up Sentinel's system is. Orion scarfing down as much energon as he could. Miners being easily expendable and working in dangerous conditions. Bumblebee's forced isolation in a sublevel no one has even heard of. Getting robbed of your T-cog as a baby!

-The Birth of Optimus and Megatron was some fucking poetic cinema!

-The fight scenes were awesome!

-The A-a-tron is a reference to Key's substitute teacher sketch. I just know it.

-Comedy was on point and so was the angst.

-Voice acting was well done, although I did notice they reused the "C'mon" line for Elita at least 3 times."

-Shockwave: Why should we follow you?!

Elita punches her fist.

Shockwave: We will follow you! (I die laughing every time I hear that.)

-Airachnid going full murder bot and trying to stab everything with her claws multiple times.

-"NO I WANT TO KILL HIM!" My jaw dropped when D-16 said that.

Also I kind of got spoiled at the fact that both Sentinel and Orion were going to die. I blame the Youtube Algorithm for spoiling me. But I did not expect Sentinel to get ripped in half and for D-16 to fucking drop Orion!

What did I not like (or what gave me pause):

-Them kind of decided to use Airachnid in order to expose Sentinel. Like how did they know how to use the console in order to play back her memories?

-Alpha Trion saw D-16 tweaking so hard and so fast and still decided to give him a T-Cog! Yes, I know how charged the situation was but damn it Alpha Trion!

-I kind of expected the Quintessons to play a bigger role in the first movie, but they didn't. Which is probably good in hindsight because the story should focus more on the fallout of D-16 and Orion Pax. I just wish we saw more of the Quintessons. Maybe in the next movie.

-They really learned how to use their T-Cogs super fast. Also, how did getting T-Cogs teach them how to fight? D-16 was a miner for most of his life and is suddenly going toe to toe with Starscream, a trained military officer.

-Speaking of the high guard, I felt like the foreshadowing of them could have been better. I mean we do see them in the trailers, why couldn't we get a diagram of Starscream or Shockwave when Orion was rooting around in the archives instead of referencing them by name? Spiderverse does this type of foreshadowing quite a bit.

-As much as I liked Elita being so annoyed at everything throughout the story, I do have to agree with @lets-try-some-writing review of Elita in Transformers One (They also provide a really in depths analysis of the movie. So please check it out if you can). She is pretty arrogant throughout the story and doesn't really develop into being a kinder more understanding person. Also, how did she know how to fight before acquiring a T-Cog?

-I definitely see the argument about D-16's descent to Megatron is too rushed. Again, it did take like two to three days. I can see why people wouldn't buy it. (However, I'd argue that it's done better than Eren's descent into madness in AOT.)

-There were a few people calling Orion hypocritical for not wanting to kill Sentinel but he and a few others were killing a bunch of his guards. There's another video that goes into it. It's blanking on me, but the general idea is how Orion killed in self defense during a coup, and once he exposed Sentinel, there was no real need to kill anyone anymore. D-16's pain and rage towards Sentinel is extremely understandable, and I don't think that Orion's comment of 'not being like Sentinel' was meant to come off as hypocritical. Orion has been seeing D-16 spiraling for the past few days and isn't really sure how to stop it, nor does he really get the chance to. He's afraid of losing D-16 to his rage and anger and just wants him to calm down and stop before D-16 did something he was going to come to regret. Could Orion have been more proactive in doing this? Probably. But just like D-16, Orion is overloaded with new information, new threats, and the consequences of everything.

-I also agree again with @lets-try-some-writing on how D-16 had much more of a motivation compared to Orion. Like we know that Orion wanted to build a better world and prove that miners were more capable then what they were programmed to be, but what motivated him to do that in the first place? What was the thing that initially inspired him to do more and be kind and optimistic?

There are others who have conveyed their thoughts and written an analysis far better than what I have. This is just me rambling. But I still recommend watching the movie for those that haven't. It's a fun ride with fun nodes and it was clearly made with care and love for the franchise.

Also I finished the next chapter for AOP. I just have to make some edits before publishing.

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Can I ask for a gn! Yuu that has very long hair like atleast that's touch the ground?

No need to do the request do ill wait and

P.s. I love your monster au❤❤❤

Awww, thank you! If I had to say, I think my Monster!AU is my most popular AU so far 😂 It’s just so much fun, and while I love doing the worldbuilding, the wholesome silliness and found family vibes just always get me ;;v;;

Anyway, you most certainly can! I couldn’t help but get flashbacks to my high school years when my best friend would call me Rapunzel because of how long my hair was…and the sheer panic and horror she felt when I came to school one day after getting a haircut and my hair was up to my jaw. Don’t worry, it grew back! I’ve only had it cut that short once, but never again. :V It took three years to get it back down my spine. >.>

So while you asked for a gn!Yuu with long hair (and I’m assuming it’s in Monster!AU), you didn’t necessarily specify any scenario, so I hope you enjoy the random silliness based on my experiences with critters and long hair! >w<

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When Yuu was finally able to get out of the ceremonial robes and into more comfortable clothes on the first night in Ramshackle, it came as quite a shock to Grim and the ghosts when they unwrapped their hair to the point the tips touched the ground. Given how dirty it was, however, Yuu had to quickly tie up their hair to keep it away from the dust.

“Where did you put all that?!” Grim asked, patting a paw against their hair as they tried to run their fingers through the long strands. “Why is it so long?!”

“Because I wanted it to be long?” Yuu replied with a shrug.

“Oh…do all humans have long hair?”

Despite being a chaotic gremlin in the beginning, Grim is more curious about the length and texture of Yuu’s hair than anything. At some point he realizes just how warm it is and will often be found practically wrapped up in it, snoozing away and just enjoying the comforting scent of their shampoo.

And then there were the monster students.

Hair is not a foreign concept by any means to these monsters, though the fact that there was someone who had hair this long? It reminded so many of those who knew the story of the Sun Kingdom and the princess with long hair who used incantations on a golden flower to bring her lover back from the dead!

“…your hair doesn’t glow, does it?” Ace asked, bouncing Yuu’s hair in his hands as he held it up to see it in the light.

“If it starts glowing, feel free to freak out, because I sure will!”

An issue that they came across, however, was how often the long strands got caught underfoot by monsters near them. More than once did their head jerk back because someone happened to step on it, whether they were trying to stand up or move to another spot. It happened more than once to the point Yuu’s neck started to hurt from the frequency. Such things didn’t go unnoticed by a certain unicorn…

“Honestly, you’re going to ruin your hair and your posture if you keep letting it drag on the floor like a mop,” Vil scolded them, the unicorn’s lion-like tail swishing in agitation as he worked through the newly formed knots.

“I can just put it up in a ponytail or a bun,” Yuu told him. “It’s no big deal.”

“Absolutely not! If you’re going to keep your hair this long, then at least do something more presentable and functional to keep it healthy and strong.”

So began the long process of Yuu having to sit through lessons on hair care from Vil. They watched as he worked in the mirror to fashion their hair into new styles, referencing videos he’d watched online and resources for hair that closely fit their own to ensure he knows how to care for and teach Yuu. They listened as he instructed them on how to braid or twist their hair into styles they never even considered, and before long they were walking out of Pomefiore with hair care samples and a long, thick braid that hung at the back of their knees. It was a little heavier than they were used to, but not unmanageable.

It certainly made it easier to dance and run after their friends when a certain gremlin chimera got up to mischief!

When Cheka comes to visit, Yuu can’t help but notice how much he acted like a kitten that they just…couldn’t help but let him play with their hair. It was adorable to watch at first, but—like all things in Twisted Wonderland—something inevitably goes wrong.

“How did he get tangled up in your hair this badly??” Jack asked as he tried to figure out how to unravel the giggling child from their hair.

“Ow…Cheka was just so cute playing, and I only looked away for a second,” Yuu said, their hands on their scalp to keep the tugging at a minimum. “I didn’t think he’d get tangled up like this!”

“Halp!” Grim cried out, squirming around Yuu’s hair as well.

“Ow ow ow ow! Grim, stop! You’re pulling on my scalp!”

“I’m starting to think that human hair is used to trap prey,” Ruggie commented with a snicker, though his fingers were still combing through and untangling the hair quicker and easier than Jack.

After all is said and done, Yuu’s hair is quite fascinating even to Cater’s Magicam followers, leading to some crazy hairstyles and designs to be created (and lots and lots of safe hair dye and hair spray to be used). If Yuu wants to use a rainbow of colors or specific ones for their hair, Vil and Professor Crewel will find ways to help do so without damaging the roots or strands with harsh dyes or bleach!

Straight? Curly? Wavy? Dreadlocks? Afros? Any style and texture of hair a human could have! Imagine the possibilities with styles and colors in a world where Yuu can literally ask someone to use magic to see how something would look! And there wouldn’t be any issue with returning it to normal because magic~!!

Kudos to those of you who are able to confidently dye your hair wonderful colors, I love seeing the hues that can be done ;;v;; I'm too chicken to do it to my own hair, so I live vicariously through seeing others do it. 😃

Anyway, that’s all I can think of off the top of my head! Hope you guys enjoy! >v<

[sapphicseasapphire]

Miscellaneous Cryptid au lore bits that are too short/too specific to make it into individual posts!

If you want more information about any of these, feel free to ask! I’m always willing to ramble about my Little Guys haha!

(In no particular order)

• Sky’s wings are too big to fit through doors. He will 100% for sure run into people in a crowded street. Because of this, he stays behind when the others go to villages. This gets incredibly lonely for our friendly little bird boy so eventually it’s decided that someone has to stay with him. This leads to one on one bonding between Sky and everyone in the Chain! (Except Time)

• Four can control water, earth, fire, and air, but not particularly well. Jack of all trades is a master of none. That being said, each individual color is a master of their element, so when separated, they are a FORCE to be reconned with. Their diminished power as a whole is a huge source of frustration for them, but I can’t let them be too powerful.

• After the their adventure is over, Time lives out the rest of what would have been his mortal life with Malon, then he takes care of his children, and his children’s children. But eventually he’s just… lived too long. His humanity falls away and he becomes more and more of a God and stops interacting with mortals almost entirely. Except when the other Links are born in their own eras, Time looks after them Father Time style and if they fall, he rewinds to before they were injured (their last “save point”) and pushes them to a better path. (Game over. Continue?)

• Even if someone is born with the blood of a God, their powers need to be awakened. This usually happens in a moment of desperation. For example, during Time’s adventures, he meddled with the flow of time so much that it became his dominion. Twilight’s powers awakened when he was like two years old. His parents had been killed by monsters- monsters that were now looking for him. And in his desperation, he looked to a squirrel in the tree above and he copied it. The monsters lost track of him, ignoring the animals of the forest. Time was gifted, well… time… because against a falling moon, it was his last hope. Twilight was gifted shape shifting because he had no other chance of survival.

^ Hylia doesn’t count because she was one of the original Goddesses. Many of the Zeldas, while they do possess the blood of the Goddess, have not had their awakening. Yet.

• Warriors will sometimes blurt out random sets of data without being prompted. He’ll ask to run calculations on things that no one has ever asked him to. And while the others might find this confusing, it’s his way of expressing his interests. Of learning more about the things that he likes, of telling people about the things that he likes. This happens rarely, but when it does, Sky drops EVERYTHING to talk with him, so excited to see him opening up.

• The Legend of the Godkiller is a very idealized and not very accurate retelling of Sky’s final battle against Demise. It paints him as a very confident, willing knight of the Goddess. Full of righteous anger and absolutely thrumming with power. In the story that Time knows, Sky wasn’t even scared. He knew he was capable of killing Demise, and he wasn’t even surprised when he was cursed. This is… far from the truth.

• Yeah, Time knows about Sky’s curse. But what’s he gonna do? Confront him about it? Tell the others? And risk drawing the wrath of the Godkiller? Absolutely not.

• Wild is more sentient than he lets on. He understands more than the others might think. He’s a little chaos gremlin who gets so easily distracted and acts more like a wild animal than a person, but he’s very smart. He couldn’t do long division but he can tell that… something’s not right with Sky and the Master Sword. The others haven’t caught on yet.

• Wild KNOWS THINGS. That he SHOULDN’T.

• Hyrule is so incredibly timid by nature. He’s used to being hunted: first as a fairy, sought for his healing magic, and then because of his blood curse, sought by monsters to bring about the revival of Ganon. Because of this, he’s incredibly shy. Until one of his companions gets hurt!! Then he’s ALL BUSINESS and he speaks with the authority that one might expect from a fairy so powerful.

• Speaking of that! At first, no one knew he was a fairy! He was afraid that they’d bottle him (they had other bottled fairies in their pouches when he’d first met the others, so it was justified). He kept up his glamour until he physically couldn’t anymore. The others knew he was a magic user- he tended to fight less with a sword and more with his spells and had an affinity for healing, but they didn’t know JUST how powerful he was until his glamour fell apart.

• Hyrule’s glamour can change the way that people see things, but it cannot change the physical shape of something. (Except himself, because his body is mostly magic anyway). For example, he could hide Four’s horns, but if you were to touch the top of Four’s head, you’d still feel them! He can make Wild look like a Hylian, but that doesn’t make their antennae go away. This is why Sky can’t go into towns: his wings may be invisible, but they’re still there, they can still feel pain and can still bump into people and walls. So… he can’t fit, unfortunately.

• The best swimmer (aside from Legend, Ravio, and Wind) is Sky. Which is weird, right? One might think that those massive wings would slow him down. But he has the Water Dragon’s Scale! Everyone’s so surprised when he starts racing people and WINNING. When he jumps out of the water in a spiral spin. Legend can call him a cheater all he wants, but he’ll be a hypocrite for it. He can’t say anything about using magic items to bolster abilities.

• Legend and Wind go from enemies to best friends in the course of like a month. They bond over a war and the ocean, and their connection is strengthened by the conflict that they’re both familiar with. Honestly a big reason that Legend warms up to Wind is that Ravio is fond of him. Also it’s actually impossible to hate Wind. Also he went to Outset that one time and was ablel to better understand Wind’s perspective.

• Wind dies a little bit inside every time Aryll or his grandma call themselves a Sea Monster. But he doesn’t have the heart to correct them.

• Ravio was never really afraid of Wind himself. More so… afraid of the monster that he had the potential to be (Ku). When Wind was never corrupted, Ravio had no reason to hate him! So they became friends during the War of Eras.

• Ravio joins the Chain very late. But we love him anyway.

• Twilight has little nicknames for everyone. If he calls them by their actual name/their title, they’re in trouble.

• Four only splits around Sky, Warriors, Hyrule and Twilight at first. Actually, the first person they split in front of was Sky but that was an accident. Once they determine that it’s safe, they start doing it around the others… slowly but surely…

• Post God Reveal, Legend and Four join Sky in the “distrust Time” corner

• Time wields Wars’ sword because Wars has deemed him the most powerful. Because of this, Warriors will go with Time when their adventure comes to an end. (This way, neither of them have to face eternity alone).

• I know I made a whole big long post about what happens to Mer if they don’t soak, but I neglected to say that all that will happen to Aquili too, just to a lesser extent. Wind needs to soak as well, just not as often as Legend and Ravio do.

• Mer cannot assume their natural form if they have anything on their legs/feet where their tail would go. Ravio’s… not wearing anything under his robes. And Legend… isn’t wearing anything under his skirt. Being barefoot definitely isn’t ideal but it’s better than the alternative: being unable to soak and drying out. Now, they could simply remove their shoes/pants, but they’re traveling and often in battle and they don’t always have the time to shed their clothes. If they need to jump into the water? They jump into the water.

• During Legend’s adventures, him being Mer was a secret. (The Zora were already antagonistic- imagine what they’d do if they knew he was a war mongering Mer!) This is why he needed flippers or a magic item to be able to swim- something on his feet or something magically imbued to keep him from transforming.

• For Sky, Link and Aepon are generally completely fused, but there are certain events that can force an imbalance between their influence over him. For example, if he’s hurt and takes a heart potion for healing, the body is healed, his Link half is healed, but is Aepon half is still weakened. The others might notice that he acts differently after taking a potion and he just seems very… unwell. Distressed, panicked. But also, he has both Aepon dreams and Link dreams. And depending on their frequency and severity, they can affect how he acts when he wakes, at least until both halves are sufficiently awake.

• When Sky’s Aepon half is more dominant, he is actually legitimately a bird. He doesn’t speak, he just chirps and squawks and trills like a bird. He looses all sense of personal space. And he’ll LOOSE IT if his feathers are touched.

• Sky can’t see well at night but he has a much greater endurance for looking at bright things.

• Hyrule hangs out around Sky as much as he can because Sky can’t take heart potions and also his bones are literally hollow and can break a lot easier than the others’

• Hyrule is a GIFT to this world and I don’t draw him enough.

I have a LOT MORE to say about these guys but this is just off the top of my head right now. Also I don’t want to spoil story elements! But let me know if you have any questions or want more context! I have short stories written about like half of these.



[sassylegshayne]

can't take my eyes off of you - chapter two

hello hello!! chapter two is here you little gremlins, with smut as I promised 😇 nobody in the story uses protection but wrap it before you tap it!! lmk what you guys think! mwah xx lees

3k words

smut!!!! do not read if you're under 18!!!!!!

Shayne opened the door with a lopsided grin as he leaned against the doorframe, his blue eyes shining brightly as he happily stared at you; it felt like he could do it for the rest of his life.

"I didn't know if you'd show up, if I'm being honest." He chuckled as he took a step back, your eyes were wide and cheeks flushed.

Every moment since he walked out of the office did nothing but fuel your nerves and excitement. You weren't sure that you could distinguish a line between the two anymore as you stepped into his apartment.

The smell of Shayne's bodywash filled your senses as you moved past him, slipping your shoes off by his and setting your bag aside.

Your cheeks flushed yet again as you turned to him- the space between you was little to none. It felt like all the air had been sucked from your eyes met his.

You took a shaky breath as you Swallowed down the lump in your throat.

"You earned a prize, didn't you? I'm here to give you your reward." You spoke quietly, your tone playful and silvery as you looked up to him with brows raised.

Shayne couldn't help himself any longer, having wasted enough time thinking about how your lips tasted, he didn't want this chance to slip away.

His calloused hands felt smoother than you expected as he cupped your cheeks gently, your heart thudding in your chest. You could feel your hands begin to tremble from nerves, but all of it melts away when Shayne presses his lips to yours slowly.

A few small pecks, timid and testing just leave you wanting more. His lips were so much softer than you'd imagined, a small whimper leaving you as your hands rest on his forearms, the muscles tight beneath your touch.

Shayne is slow to pull away, your bottom lip tugged between his teeth as he eyes you. You didn't think much of the noise you made but with the look in his eyes, Shayne would be.

In a swift motion, you're off your feet, a squeal of shock leaving you as Shayne hoists you into s arms, your legs instinctively wrapping around his torso as his hands gripped gently at your hips. He couldn't help but chuckle as you looked down at him on awe, his muscles flexing against you as he carried you down the hall with ease.

"Shayne, I can-" You began to protest, your words dying on your tongue as he pressed his lips to yours once again. You felt your back press against what you assume to be his bedroom door, barely able to give it a moment of thought before you back hits the soft mattress.

"You could walk, yeah.." He trailed off as he climbed over you, his breath hot on your neck as he dipped down. "But I could also just carry you around, which is much more fun for the both of us, don't you think?"

Your hands quickly found solace in his damp hair, too shy to explore his body just yet. He nipped lightly at your skin, humming softly as he trailed his lips to your ear.

You couldn't find it in yourself to speak, worried that if you were to open your mouth, your words would fail you. A small gasp escapes your parted lips as Shayne nips softly at your ear, his hands sliding just under your top, gripping your hips gently.

He let his thumbs rub softly against your skin as he licked and bit at your neck, a low rumble of a moan leaving him as he takes in a deep breath, your smell absolutely intoxicating him.

You tug gently at his hair, rolling your hips into his touch, Shayne's attention quickly turning to your lips, his touch sweet and needy at the same time. He pressed his forehead to yours, a lazy grin on his face.

"You're okay with this, right?" He couldn't help himself from chuckling a bit as he asked, almost embarrassed. You felt your heart flutter at his question, quickly pressing your lips to his a few more times before murmuring a breathy 'yes' against him.

Shayne rolls his hips into yours, his bulge grinding against your core perfectly, a whine leaving you at the feeling.

"Y/N.." He began, your eyes opening quickly as he sat up, your heart racing. You found Shayne sat up, still sat between your legs, begging to tug his shirt over his head.

The moment felt like a dream as Shayne tossed the fabric aside, your mouth agape as you finally get the chance to see– fuck that, feel this man. You were sure you'd melt into a puddle on his mattress.

"Would you mind if pick my prize?" He continued, brows raised a bit as his hands rested on your thighs, rubbing them gently as you attempted to make a coherent thought.

"No.. I don't mind." You answered, confused but more than happy to do just about anything Shayne asked you to.

His tongue darted out, wetting his kiss-swollen lips as he smiled, leaning over you once more, whispering a 'thank you' against your neck. You let Shayne take his time, a motive clear in his mind.

He takes his time in undressing you, kissing just about every inch of skin that he can. Your fingers tangle in his hair as he licks and sucks at your breasts, light bruises leaving a trail down your abdomen before Shayne settles his face between your legs.

He guides your legs over his shoulders, a deep moan leaving him as you timidly spread your legs, your wetness on full display for you. His nails dig gently into your thighs as he grips them, looking up to you from between them.

"ls this okay?" Shayne's voice had taken a tone you'd never heard before, his voice low and gutteral; it sent goosebumps across every part of your body.

"Fuck, Shayne, yes.. please.." You insisted, feeling an aching need for him boiling inside of you. Witha small smile, he leaned in, biting at your inner thigh, leaving you gasping softly.

"Good, now spread your legs more." He instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument as you widened your eyes, nodding softly. "Wider."

After adjusting your hips a bit, Shayne slid his arms under you, tugging you closer to him with a small moan, your heat just inches from his lips. His breath is teasing as you fight back pleas of release, his fingertips gripping gently at you, calling your attention to him.

"Eyes on me." You don't get another second efore Shayne's sliding his tongue languidly between your folds, slowly lapping at your wetness, his blue eyes now cloudy and dark.

You can't hold back anymore, letting yourself become a mess of moans, whimpers and praise as he devours your like it's his last meal.

Shayne seemed to refuse to take a breath, his lips suckling at your clit, then his tongue delving into you to drink up every sip of sweetness you could give him.

Every noise you made sounded like a symphony, his moans and groans against you just bringing you closer to your release. Your thighs shake softly around his head, his hands quickly moving to your thighs, Shayne's muscles rippling as he held your legs open. You let your head fall back on the mattress, your hips bucking into him as your eyes squeezed shut.

With a small whine, he pulled back for a short second, his eyes meeting yours again as his lips dripped of you. "Y/N.. you taste like fucking heaven."

He quickly darted his tongue across your clit teasingly before latching his lips around it once more, the feeling sending you over the edge as your vision blurred. Your muscles tightened, gripping at his sheets as you moaned out his name and strings of obscenities. Shayne pulled away from your dripping cunt with a lazy grin, his face soaked with you, the sight sending chills down your spine and your hands tugging at his face. You pull him in for a kiss, slipping your tongue past his lips as you main against him, the taste of yourself mixed on his tongue.

He pulled away with a groan and a soft chuckle. "You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that for.."

Shayne made quick work of shoving his pants aside, kicking them off the bed with his boxers to be delt with later. You trailed a hand down his chest, meeting his fist as he stroked his throbbing cock.

The whimper he let out rang loudly in your ears as you looked up to him, finding his eyes already on yours.

"Can I–" "Yes, please." You interrupted him, almost making him laugh before you're pressing your lips to his, your hands gripping gently at his biceps, barely able to hold on to his arms.

Shayne makes quick work of sliding his tip between your slit, groaning as your wetness coated him. He pushed in slowly, groaning as he let his head fall into the crook of your neck, your moans mixing in the cool air.

He places a few slow kisses to your neck as he buries himself inside of you, your warmth and tightness enough to make him crazy.

Shayne couldn't imagine he'd ever get to be here with you, and fuck, was it so much better than he would've thought.

With slow, deep thrusts he begins to stretch you with ease, your lips muttering his name. He takes a second between his rhythmic thrusts to take in the view, your body beautifully on display as you take his cock with pleasure.

Your walls clench and tighten around his shaft, tension coiling inside of you as each jolt of Shayne's hips takes you closer to your climax. Feeling his muscles tense as you grip gently at his back, pulling him closer to you as you cum around him.

Shayne moans your name against your skin as you do, his brows pulled together tightly as his breath hitches in his throat, unable to hold on any longer. He fills you quickly, his parted lips finding yours in an instant, the kiss a mess of moans and whimpers as you came down.

Shayne pulled out slowly, much to your dismay, his lips pecking gently at yours. You can feel your heartbeat everywhere, your breath labored as you lay back into the mattress, letting your eyes flutter shut.

A small chuckle escapes the man above you as he settled into the bed beside you, pulling you into his side. Shayne presses his lips faintly to your forehead, smiling softly, his cheeks pink.

"I think that test was well worth the prize." He teased, giving you a gentle squeeze before getting up, heading into the adjoined bathroom.

You sit up a bit, rolling your eyes as you hear the water running. "What if I make you do the test every time?"

The blonde man returned with a grin and a damp washcloth as he nudged you to lay back again, gently cleaning up the mess he had made as he placed a few chaste kisses to your thighs.

"All l'm hearing is that you've planned my new work out routine and that we're gonna do that again." Shayne chuckled, your cheeks flushing as he rummaged through his clothes, finding a shirt and some sweatpants for you to borrow.

As you two quietly dressed, he hummed in thought. "Hungry yet?"

Shayne had kept you over much later than you planned that night, feeding you a delicious new Mediterranean dish he'd cooked before bending you over the kitchen counter.

You two found each other the next few nights in a row after that, leaving you standing in Shayne's kitchen again. This time, digging in the freezer for his tub of ice cream, his Pikes Peak shirt adorning your body.

A quick slap on your ass has you laughing and standing up quickly, a playful glare being shot at Shayne as he grabbed a spoon, poorly hiding a laugh.

"Can I ask you something?" He began, taking the lid off of the carton you held before sticking the spoon in. You nodded, his words making you shovel the spoonful in quickly.

"Whatever this is that we're doing.." Shayne let out a small chuckle as he gestured between the two of you. "You're okay with it, right?"

You hadn't put much thought to what exactly you two could be classified as, besides an issue for HR.

"I am, but we probably shouldn't be doing whatever this is since we work together though... right?" You trailed off, holding the spoon out to him.

Shayne nodded, taking the bite before continuing. "Right, thought so too." He hums in thought for a moment before holding out his pinky finger. "Sworn to secrecy."

You couldn't help but laugh as you rolled your eyes, linking your finger with his.

You'd managed to avoid shoots with Shayne for a few days, you honestly weren't sure how well you'd be able to keep your composure around him now. As the week finished up, a TNTL popped up on your schedule, one you hadn't previously been slated for.

'did you get me put on a shoot?'

You were quick to send Shayne a text, recalling him mentioning being on the Blind Pairs early in the week.

'you think have that sorta pull without making it look weird?'

Your phone pinged, Courtney's head popping up from their desk next to yours, your cheeks flushed as you offered them an apologetic smile.

'i do, but don't ask questions, Kiana said we could probably use some help'

You rolled your eyes, taking a deep breath as you prepared yourself. Shayne had definitely been trying to see you at work, but you were able to excuse away every reason to run in the opposite direction.

He hasn't brought it up to you outside of work yet, and you were so thankful. You didn't want to avoid him, but quite literally the opposite.

Now that you've opened this door, you don't wanna go back. You wanted so badly to feel the ripple of his muscles under your fingertips, feel his lips exploring your skin; you'd do anything to touch him, to do anything you absolutely shouldn't be doing to him at work.

So your simple solution was to dance and dart around him. If he teased you that badly before you two began.. whatever it is, you didn't want to imagine how bad it'd be now.

As the clock ticked on, you chewed at your lip, heading towards the set with Court and Amanda. Shayne stood off to the side, chatting with Damien and Garrett, but his eyes darted to you as soon as you entered the room, a smile tugging at his lips.

You kept your eyes off of him as best as possible, but as you stood beside Erin and Luke you'd realized your mistake, Shayne darting toward the divider right by you.

When he'd come back from wandering off set for his bit for Angela, you couldn't take your eyes off of his arms. The shirt was probably two sizes too small, but you didn't mind.

"Oh, shit.." Shayne groaned, the sound causing your cheeks to flush, brows raised as you find him stuck in the shirt. You watch for a moment as Garrett and Chanse attempt to help him to no avail.

"Y/N.. can you help?" Shayne called out, his voice wavering with laugher as your giggles finally began. You stepped on to the set, just barely in view of the camera.

You slip your fingers under the tight top, feeling every valley of every muscle as you push it up, your hands running against Shayne's abs and chest as you finally get it over his torso before gliding your hands to his biceps.

The laughter of everyone around you seems silent as Shayne's heavy breathing feels like it in your ear, feeling his chest rise and fall with every breath.

You grip at his biceps, trying your best to be gentle as you pull him free, his muscles throbbing from the restriction. Shayne let out a groan of relief anda bit of laughter as he finished tugging it off, tossing it aside as his eyes met yours.

He didn't even have to tease you, he just had to be stupid enough to do that again.

[gffa]

I keep getting stuck on this ending, because, sure, yeah, the Jason part of the ending was absolute fucking nonsense and it's so badly written that I can only assume it was a twist ending purely for the sake of being a twist ending, because nothing of it was built up and god forbid Jason ever get a happy ending. But this one keeps snagging my attention because like. If you're at all aware of Dick Grayson as a character: He doesn't want to be Batman. Not even in a world where Bruce happily retires to heal from everything! Yet this ending is presented as sort of a happy one--look! Alfred's always there with a cup of tea!--but it also comes with Dick adopting the playboy persona role that Bruce often did, which just isn't who Dick is and you can't tell me that that's a happy ending for him. Even if he could retool Batman's attitude to better match his own, even if it means spending time with Alfred, this just isn't who Dick Grayson is. And maybe it's just a fundamental misunderstanding of the character, maybe this Dick Grayson is meant to be genuinely happy in the role. But his life seems empty--there's no mention of any of his other siblings or new proteges for him, there's no sense of connection with Bruce and Jason, all those pictures largely look like ones of the Waynes and maybe one or two of Dick and Jason, and you know. Batman. The whole POINT of stories like Knightfall and after Darkseid zapped Bruce into the time stream, is that Dick didn't want this for himself permanently and it was hard on him. The whole point of Nightwing and so many of his character arcs is that he wants to establish himself as himself, he doesn't want to be anyone other than Nightwing. Now, I love Dick!Batman more than anyone, I eat that shit up, the angst of having to step into the shoes of someone he has a complicated relationship with, the push and pull of his indomitable will and sense of self and gremlin nature to do things his own way versus that there's no one he's more loyal to than Bruce and that he feels the weight of living up to Bruce's expectations, to honoring his father's wants, after it was Batman that saved him. Dick doesn't want to be Batman, but the mantle of the Bat means a hell of a lot to him--that is the good stuff right there. But an ending that leaves Dick as Batman permanently, one without any supporting characters around him except for one, without acknowledging the internal battle it would cause, I can't help but see this as an unhappy ending for him, too.