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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 6) Chapter Five

Father Figure! Lucifer Morningstar x Teen! Reader

Demon! OC x Reader

Chapter Five: If We join the Party, There’s Going to be a Musical Number

Summary: The musical numbers continue through dates and parties (not that (Y/N) and their friends are complaining. These ones are pretty fun).

(Y/N) walked into the penthouse, threw their backpack down, and crossed their arms. Lucifer looked up from his coffee.

“Something wrong?” he said.

“What are you Celestials up to now?” said (Y/N).

Lucifer tried to look innocent. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the song and dance numbers breaking out in the street,” said (Y/N). “I’m sure you’ve noticed them, you’d have to be blind not to.”

“No, no, I noticed when an entire crime scene sang ‘Another One Bites the Dust,’ ” said Lucifer. “I just thought that maybe it was my father only bothering me and it wasn’t…spreading.”

“It’s definitely spreading, like a disease,” said (Y/N). They considered. “Kind of fun, though. When we weren’t singing about the apocalypse, that is.”

“You had to sing about that?” Lucifer’s brow creased in worry at how (Y/N) felt.

They waved a hand. “Relax, we had a Lady Gaga number with a fashion show, so that made up for it.” They crossed their arms again. “But why is God directing a musical?”

Lucifer sighed. “He’s trying to ‘bond’ with me.”

“Your family has weird ways of doing that,” said (Y/N).

“I’m hoping Dr. Martin will knock some sense into Him,” said Lucifer, standing and straightening his jacket.

“…What?”

“We’re going to Family Therapy,” said Lucifer.

“Did you try that with your Mother and it went wrong?” said (Y/N).

“This is my Father, totally different.”

“Uhuh, yeah, sure. Good luck to Linda!” (Y/N) shook their head. “I wouldn’t want to be the one trying to give therapy to God.”

“Maybe He’ll at least stop the musical numbers,” said Lucifer, shrugging.

“Tell Him that if He has any control over the songs to at least make it not depressing.”

“I think it produces whatever song fits the ‘scene,’ I suppose.”

“Damn.” I was hoping to avoid depressing songs.

“So God thinks that because Lucifer likes music making the world a musical would be good for them?” clarified Em as she and (Y/N) walked through the park. Their hands were intertwined, and the sunny day was perfect for their date.

“That’s what I gathered from Him wanting to ‘bond’ with my dad,” said (Y/N), shrugging. “And apparently we don’t really control the songs, it’s just whatever fits the ‘scene’ we’re in.”

“So we’re a cheesy jukebox musical,” said Em, laughing.

“It means someone in the world today is going to work through a mental breakdown through singing, and knowing my track record, it’ll be me,” groaned (Y/N).

Em squeezed their hand. “How about we make sure we have fun until then? You don’t need to sing a sad song. You have no reason to feel bad about yourself.”

(Y/N) looked extremely dubious, and their partner grinned.

“Come on, Birdie, just enjoy the moment,” said Em. “Right now, it’s you and me. So who cares about anything else?” She kissed (Y/N)’s cheek. “No matter what sadness you feel, I’m here. And I love you. My Birdie.” (Y/N) turned their face, and Em kissed their lips quickly. “My angel.”

“Antichrist,” corrected (Y/N). They knew that would weigh on them forever.

“Angel,” said Em firmly. “Not from Heaven, not from Hell, but from Earth.”

Music suddenly played, and (Y/N) fought not to smile as Em grinned happily. Obviously, she had been so sappy to get a nice song to strike up and cheer (Y/N) up.

They’re so sweet, thought (Y/N), smiling dopily at Em.

(“Earth Angel (Will You Be Mine?)” by Marvin Berry, The Starlighters) (Em) “Earth angel, Earth angel, will you be mine?”

She winked, and (Y/N) laughed. Em took (Y/N)’s hand and swayed.

(Em) “My darling dear, love you all the time, I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

They kissed (Y/N) before spinning them around. Em perched their head on (Y/N)’s shoulder and sang while swaying them.

(Em) “Earth angel, Earth angel, the one I adore, Love you forever and evermore, I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

Em spun (Y/N) back, and the pair began to dance to the steps they felt in their heart. They placed their palms together as they moved with one another, staring into each other’s eyes.

(Em) “I fell for you, and I knew, The vision of your love’s loveliness, I hope, and I pray, that some day I’ll be the vision of your hap-happiness.”

She kissed (Y/N) and dipped them back. Around them, other couples began to copy their movements. The entire park seemed to be full of love and adoration.

(Em) “Earth angel, Earth angel, please be mine, My darling dear, love you for all time, I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

(Y/N) lifted from the dip and spun Em. They smiled so brightly, so honestly, at Em, that Em’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. There was their Birdie, her partner, the one who was strong and alive and still there despite everything they had been through.

(Y/N) “I fell for you, and I knew, The vision of your love’s loveliness, I hope, and I pray, that some day, I’ll be the vision of your hap-happiness.”

Em grinned at (Y/N)’s singing, and the pair continued to dance forward, twirling across the path together. The entire world was part of their song, and the wind grabbed petals and leaves from flowers and trees. It spun around the couple.

(Em) “Oh, oh, oh, Earth angel, Earth angel, please be mine.” (Y/N) “My darling dear, love you for all time.”

Their dance ended, and they faced one another.

(Em and (Y/N)) “I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

(Y/N) and Em leaned in and kissed each other.

The music died, and everyone went back to what they were doing before, but (Y/N) and Em gazed at each other with their hands clasped.

“Feel a bit better, Birdie?” said Em.

“No more angel nickname?” teased (Y/N).

“You’re the only Birdie,” said Em, kissing them again. “Remember that I love you. I care. I’m here to support you.”

“Thank you,” whispered (Y/N).

Em nudged them. “And, hey, if you end up breaking down—literally—through song, not the most destructive thing you’ve done.” She winked playfully.

“I thought you were trying to be sweet,” said (Y/N), rolling their eyes but smiling all the same.

Em leaned on their shoulder. “You know you love me.”

“I guess I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you,” decided (Y/N).

“Alright!” said Noa as the LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club gathered at LUX.

(Because where else do you go after the whole world has turned to song other than a club? Best place to take advantage of it. And Lucifer had opened it to all ages sans alcohol that day because of the musical extravaganza, so they weren’t in danger).

“So, what songs has everyone experienced today?” They grinned and leaned over the table. “I want to compare.”

“Em and I…sang Earth Angel,” said (Y/N), cheeks warming as their friends grinned.

“That’s adorable,” said Olive.

“You two are so cute,” said Marcel.

“Very appropriate song,” said Leon.

“I know how to treat my partner right,” said Em, grinning.

“And you’re so very humble about it,” chuckled (Y/N).

Noa pouted. “Olive and I haven’t had a duet. She went to dance practice.”

“We went on a date yesterday,” said Olive, taking Noa’s hand. “So don’t complain. We can do karaoke next.”

Noa brightened at that.

“But I did get to sing at dance practice,” said Olive. “ ‘Spice Up Your Life’ from the Spice Girls.”

“That had to have been so much fun,” said Noa. “And tell me you took center stage.”

Olive grinned. “In pointe shoes and everything.”

“That’s my girl!” said Noa, kissing Olive’s hand fondly.

“You’re going to be jealous again, Noa, because while I didn’t have a duet with Leon, he did sing to me,” said Marcel, smiling as his partner.

“Oh?” Noa wiggled their eyebrows. “What was the song, Leon?”

“Tell us, can’t be more sappy than singing a song with ‘angel’ in it to me,” said (Y/N), smiling.

Leon’s cheeks warmed, but the only indication was the slight duck of his head. They obviously wished they had their locs down to cover their face. “ ‘Amour Plastique.’ ”

“That’s so cute,” said Em, smiling. “And in your native language.”

“I know, right?” said Marcel. “I’m so lucky.”

“Can we talk about someone else’s song?” said Leon.

“Only to save you from exploding from embarrassment,” said Marcel. He linked his arm with Leon’s. “Besides, it’s not like he was the only one. I sang ‘I Was Made For Lovin’ You’ to Leon.”

“That was nice,” said Leon, raising their head again.

“And I meant every word,” said Marcel, kissing Leon for a moment.

“What about you, Noa? What did you end up performing in?” said Em.

“I was at the skatepark and ended up with a bunch of people doing a choreographed skateboarding dance to ‘Bad Reputation,’ ” said Noa.

“Very you,” said (Y/N).

“I bet you looked amazing, babe,” said Olive. “Even if I wasn’t there.”

Noa pouted. “Can we go out after this tonight and sing to each other?”

“Only if you stop looking like a wounded puppy, I can’t stand it,” said Olive, kissing Noa’s cheek.

Noa brightened. “I can be cheery!” They jumped up from the table and pulled Olive with them. “Come on, let’s dance!”

“If we join the party, there’s going to be a musical number,” said (Y/N). “I just know it.”

Over the speakers, a new song began to play.

(“Dancing Queen” by Abba) (Clubgoers) “Ooh, you can dance, you can jive, Having the time of your life, Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene, Digging the dancing queen.”

“That is way too much of a coincidence after what Noa just said,” said Olive.

“And we’re all seventeen!” said Marcel eagerly.

“What can I say? I’m a genius,” said Noa proudly.

“It seems the song is calling,” said Leon.

“Come on, Birdie, you jinxed us, you gotta dance now,” said Em.

“I wasn’t going to miss it. I love this song,” said (Y/N), grinning.

The six of them got up and headed to the dance floor and as the flights flashed into a disco pattern. As soon as the next lyrics began, the choreography had begun. The six of them were in the center while other dancers—teenagers and adults alike��were behind them.

(Noa) “Friday nights and the lights are low.”

They posed.

(Olive) “Looking out for a place to go.”

She posed with her partner.

(Marcel) “Where they play the right music—”

He posed.

(Leon) “—getting in the swing.”

Leon joined their boyfriend.

(Marcel and Leon) “You come to look for a king.”

They mimed crowns and grinned at each other.

(Em) “Anybody could be that guy, Night is young and the music’s high.”

She winked and posed.

(Y/N) “With a bit of rock music, everything is fine, You’re in the mood for a dance.”

They stood next to Em, and the entire group spun and leaned in together.

(LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club) “And when you get that chance…”

The group jumped up, and dancing exploded to life around them.

(LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club) “You are the dancing queen, Young and sweet, only seventeen.”

Everyone weaved in and out of circles to create a mass of movement and energy in LUX.

(LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club) “Feel the beat from the tambourine, Ooh, yeah!”

Each couple took their hands and spun, and the crowd found partners to do the same.

(All) “You can dance, you can jive, Having the time of your life, Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene, Digging the dancing queen.”

People jumping and spun on shoulders before spinning back to the ground. The rhythm continued, and people moved between new friends and partners happily.

(Olive and Em) “You’re a teaser, you turn ‘em on.”

They winked at each other and spun around. Olive’s pink sundress spun with her, and Em’s black, pleated skirt swooshed with her. As they twirled, they revealed Leon and Noa behind them, posed and ready to go.

(Leon and Noa) “Leave them burning, and then you’re gone.”

They went back-to-back, extended their arms, and did a backbend. They straightened and crisscrossed sides to reveal (Y/N) and Marcel.

((Y/N) and Marcel) “Looking out for another, anyone one will do.”

They grinned at their respective partners and winked as they moved to the rhythm.

((Y/N) and Marcel) “You’re in the mood for a dance.”

Em moved to (Y/N), Leon moved to Marcel, and Noa and Olive took their hands.

(LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club) “And when you get that chance!”

The lights flashed in a rainbow pattern off a disco ball (since when did the Lux have that? No idea). Everyone spun, jumped, and danced. Some lifted people up and let them flip to the ground, and others leapt onto tables to dance.

(All) “You are the dancing queen, Young and sweet, only seventeen!”

Each couple took a table. (Y/N) and Em spun one another and laughed as they danced willy-nilly. Olive and Noa had more coordination but just as much fun. Leon had the elegance and Marcel the energy on their table.

(All) “Dancing queen, Feel the beat from the tambourine, Ooh, yeah!”

(Y/N) leaned back and trusted Em to dip them before coming back up, taking her waist, and lifting her in a spin.

(All) “You can dance, you can jive, Having the time of your life.”

Olive went onto pointe in her shoes, and Noa spun her before spinning themself. One was feminine and pastel, and the other was masculine and grunge, but they were a perfect pair.

(All) “Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene.”

Leon lifted Marcel onto his shoulders and let him bend backwards to his hands and then to his feet.

(All) “Digging the dancing queen!”

The six teenagers jumped from the tables and came together in one group of jumping, dancing, singing, joyful people.

(All) “Digging the dancing queen!”

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anxietysslave · 2 years ago

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Hello! I loved your dangerous Fellows content, Can I asked Yor Reader, like she has abnormal strength?

Ofc!! Sorry this has taken so long :'(

Y/N stands for your name

Gender netrual reader

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Lawrence:

-So when he saw you again during the apocalypse, he figured he'd have to protect you. You just seemed so fragile and sweet.

-But boy was he wrong

-The first time he witnessed your strength was when Scarlet pushed your buttons. She was calling you names, and overall saying some pretty hurtful stuff. Everyone kept telling her to knock it off, and Lawrence was about to get involved when *BOOM* you punched her into a nearby wall-

-Least to say you didn't have to worry about her anymore-

-Lawrence finds it hot that you have this fragile look but could easily beat up all the guys and more-

-He was hesitant at first, but he wanted to see your strength. So he started putting you on more dangerous missions and patrols.

-Part of him still didn't think you were strong enough, but after you dealt with a few hordes like it was nothing he has his full trust in you (Wouldn't admit it but he still stalks you just to make sure his darlings safe.)

-He is a lot more cautious now with his plans. Fears you could easily overthrow him and that'd be the end of your relationship

-If you got his ending, man's would probably chain you up. Does it do much? Not really. But you can decide how that'd go-

Harry:

-When you first joined, he didn't think you were weak, but nor did he expect you to be that strong-

-One night when you were out for patrol, a horde came through. No one else was nearby, and Harry was injured. He for sure thought you were going to die together. Until you took out your bat and just started bashing every one of their heads in- You literally turned their heads to mush-

-After that, he was kinda scared of you for a while. It's not that he doesn't like you, it's just he has some issues with PTSD.

-He gets nervous because it brings back memories of his dad. His dad was a lot stronger than his mom and him, so to see someone who possesses enough strength to harm him or ones he cares about... It just makes the poor baby afraid

-Please reassure him you mean no harm.

-Once you do convince him you don't mean harm, he's always complimenting you for your strength-

-Which truthfully, you barely breathe, and this man will compliment you- But with your strength? Yeah, that opened a new can of worms-

-Even though you possess extreme amounts of strength, he still gets worried that he'll lose you someday. The zombies have already taken enough, and with his headaches, he just fears that it'll happen.

-So if you see him running towards you after dealing with zombies he doesn't mean it to be offensive-

Eugene:

-You know how he's really cold in the beginning? Yeah no that changes-

-He's actually a little bit scared of you and is very careful with what he says once he witness's your strength-

-During one of your daily patrols, he found out about your strength. He was complaining about how you do nothing for the group and can't even protect yourself when the next thing he knew you punched a hole in the wall and told him to shut up. That hole was not a small one either-

-He uses your strength to advantage when it comes to things like locked doors or if you're out looking for food as well.

-You can carry so many things and not even break a sweat. So of course he's going to make you carry as many snacks as he can find (Probably gets scolded by Lawrence as well)

-He starts to win arguments again Zion because all he has to do is say you'll intervene with something and Zion's already given up- SO to say that Eugene felt a surge of control was an understatement

-But if you do not feel comfortable with being used to win arguments or anything like that, let him know. He'll immediately stop.

-He never wants to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable. Or that the only reason he's with you is because of your strength. If you're insecure about that, this man's will spoil you in any way possible. Food? You got it. Do you have a favorite drink? You got it. Want him to play you some music? You got it

-Just like the others, he gets worried about your safety. He knows you can protect yourself, but that does not mean accidents can't happen. So be prepared for a lot of scolding from him

Zion:

-When he first met you he thought you were going to get killed instantly.

-He heard you telling Harry how no one could beat you in high school when it came to physical fights, and Zion wanted to test it. He was so cocky he was gonna win, but within one second he was knocked on his ass with his bat smashed into pieces and being injured

-He never tested your strength after that- In fact he'd always set things up for you just to see your strength and your durability

-When Scarlet would run to him because you hit her or told her to fuck off, he'd just laugh it off and tell her she'd better knock it off before a bone is broken-

-He's the only one who does not worry about you when it comes to zombies. He has a lot of faith in you that you'll be able to destroy anything in your path. And if you get mad? Yeah it's over for whoever you're fighting-

-He doesn't trust Lawrence, so when things start going to shit you're the first one he's talking to.

-To say you're infuriated Lawrence may be a problem is an understatement-

-You'd probably uncover everything after that and would threaten Lawrence in front of everyone.

-Congrats you made Zion scared! :)

Ethan:

-He doesn't say much but can be very expressive at times. So when you were first introduced, he just thought you'd be like Scarlet.

-But as time goes on, he starts to see that something is clearly abnormal about you.

-He finds out about your strength when he tosses a baseball at Eugene. Turns out his aim isn't as good as it used to be. He missed Eugene and the ball was headed straight in Harry's direction. And without a second thought, you touched the ball. The ball got torn to shreds, and he got a long scolding from both you and Lawrence

-He asks Lawrence to put you on patrols with him more where he discovers more of your strength

-Locked door? Not a problem. Zombie? Okay, their brains are now all over the wall. You're literally the best partner for this man-

-He doesn't worry about you as much as the others, but still worries from time to time. If something happens and you somehow manage to get a cut or scrape, this man's the first one to scold you for being too cocky about your strength.

-He's also the most curious about your strength. He wants to know if you were born with this strength, or if it developed over time. So once he starts talking more, this boy will have such an interest in questions like that-

-If the school grounds ever became clear enough to play, he's 100% playing baseball with you. Will also pout if you don't use your full strength.

-If he begs for you to show him your full strength in baseball, you'll probably end up with a broken bat, a broken wall, and a very angry Lawrence-

Jay:

-Oh boy this man denied you were strong. There was no way someone who looks like you could be strong

-He's always saying rude comments and constantly encourages Scarlet to get into arguments with you. At first, you just let it go, but when he made comments about how you lost Judy because you weren't strong enough to protect her, yeah that was the breaking point

-You tossed him into a nearby wall and almost beat him to death if it weren't for the others who stepped in.

-After that, you no longer went near him. Which made him sad

-I believe this mans don't understand feelings. So why was his chest tightening when he recalled the expression you wore? Why did he feel so bad for what he said?

-He's the type to try and get some things together just to apologize. Of course, without Scarlet's knowledge. He'd never be safe again if Scarlet found out he was trying to apologize. Afterall she was the one to egg him on

-When he got everything set up, he knocked on the door. And the second you opened it, he gave you all the gifts he had collected and was literally down on his knees asking to be forgiven or at least be given a chance to make it up

-No matter what he stops making comments altogether- He felt so bad when he saw you hurt, so he just gave up on being a jerk to the others-

Judy:

-Let's be honest, she knew about your strength way before the apocalypse.

-She saw your strength when someone was harassing her. You came up behind the guy and threw him into the pavement. The sidewalk literally cracked and broke with the weight (So did a lot of the dude's bones)

-And ever since then she's always praised you for your strength. She'd be like, "Yeah that's my best friend! They'll kick your butt!" And other comments.

-When you first arrived, she was the one who brought it up to Lawrence that you were stronger than you looked. In fact, she always bragged about it to him and other members of the group

-She's also the type to set up little things just to see your strength. And each time she falls deeper in love with you

-If you thought the others were bad with worrying, nah she's worse. You go out for an expedition and she's instantly scolding you for being careless. She even tries to beg Lawrence to keep you out of expeditions just because she's worried-

-She believes in your strength, but also believes in accidents. So please be careful around her. She'll cry if you get injured

-She's quite the klutz, so if she falls around you and you pick her up, she'll get so flustered- She probably won't talk to you for a few days if it happens in front of people so be careful of that-

-She always comes to you if something needs to be moved. after all, to you, it's like moving a piece of paper. No matter how heavy it is-

Sue:

-Now the second Sue saw you, she instantly knew something was different. You seemed to have a different air about you.

-So she didn't underestimate you

-But once she saw just how strong you were when you threw Scarlet through a table, she became so much more interested

-How could someone who looks so sweet and innocent be able to cause so much damage like it was nothing?

-She becomes invested in how you got your strength, and how you have not already stopped the zombies. She does little tests just to push your strength

-She does not worry for you. She believes you're capable enough to keep yourself safe and are smart enough to not get overly cocky.

-But if that does ever happen, yeah you're getting the biggest scolding of your life- She will not let that go easily-

-You two are a team to not be messed with- She's very intelligent, and you have the strength. So no one dares to mess with you- Even Lawrence has decided to not mess with you.

Hailey:

-I'm not sure if she expected you to be weak or not- I feel like she can be judgemental, but that's only if Scarlet forces her to-

-Either way, she was still hesitant of you. She didn't know if you'd sabotage the group, or would be like Scarlet where you do not contribute to resources.

-She wouldn't speak to you much.

-That was until you witnessed Scarlet harassing her. Yeah, you almost killed Scarlet for that one-

-Annnd after that, she no longer had any doubts about you. In fact, she always felt safe around you.

-So don't be surprised if she's around you 24/7-

-She's constantly worried. If you've gone for a minute she'll be on the verge of tears. And if you come back with a cut of some sort? Hailey has passed away-

-But in all seriousness, she loves that you have this strength. You never have to worry about people like Scarlet harming you, or ever getting bitten. And now, she feels like she doesn't have to worry with you by her side.

Scarlet:

-Okay this isn't related to the headcanon, but every time I wrote her name I wrote Ruby at first- I'm confusion to where I got Ruby from but aight-

-Now the second you entered Scarlet hated you. She feared you'd take Zion away, and take away all of her friends. You seemed too much better than she did, and she was jealous of that.

-But when she pushed her buttons with you and you broke the table out of anger, she stopped with that entirely-

-She may hate you, but that shit is scary- The face you pulled when you broke the table still gives her nightmares

-She goes quiet after this. She fears you've already taken away all of her friends and now she's nonexistent to everyone. Please sit with her and reassure her that you do not want to do that

-Either way, you guys do makeup at one point. She vents to you about how she was worried you'd take everything from her, and you two come to terms. It isn't till later on though that you two start dating-

-And when you do, oh boy. She's always bragging about it. Like she's always telling the others how she has such a strong significant other and how lucky she is to have you

-However she still does get worried- So please reassure her that everything is going to be alright

-If you come home with any sort of injury, you'll be lectured till daybreak- And it doesn't matter what Lawrence says, you're staying back till you learn not to worry her-

(Sorry this took so long! I hope this is alright! Feel free to request anything else! Have a wonderful day/night! :)

#dangerousfellows #request #headcannons #yorforgerreader #help im sleep deprived-

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thejellybeanboys · 2 years ago

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Hi! I have some questions :D

For Luis: (if you already know the backstory of your parents then just skip the first question and go for your second question 😅)

1: What do you think why your parents love eachother?? After you answer this question go ask your parents(both of them) of why they love eachother and then compare your answer and your parents answer :))

2:Do you have powers(or an alien) like your mom???if you do can you describe it?

For Wil-liam:

1: Do you have any crushes this year? If you do who is it???

FOR EVERYBODY:

What do you like about your parents and What do you not like about your parents?

Codey: “This is a loaded one, welp let's take our places. Luis your on.”

Luis: “Uh right. Um well that first one. Well I think the reason my parents love each other is because they're both big nerds and nobody could understand their geekiness other than themselves lol.... but uh for a serious guess on why....um I guess it's because they were like friends first and it just felt natural to be in love? Idk like I said I rather not be invested in their mush fest but it's what I got. Oh-- you also want me to get my parents answers? Uh oh instructions on this one...”

Codey: “Just do what the ask says boy, call them up or something.”

Luis: “Fine... I'll call them.”

(After a five minute phone call)

Luis: “Well I didn't have much time to get a specific answer as they were upset that I called them during their work hours...but they did say that they love each other because they grew to understand one another more than anyone, and that they came together to share similar feelings of... stuff. But idk I still think it's cause only a nerd could love another nerd.(/LH)

Wil-Liam: “Aw :).”

Luis: “As for the other question...”

Jeremy: “Wait...powers? What powers? You don’t have those, and what are they talking about with your mom…”

Luis: “Ah! HAHA YEAH WHAT POWERS? I DON'T HAVE THOSE PSSH, OBVIOUSLY IM NORMAL. UM I JUST THINK THIS PERSON IS CONFUSED HAHA--(“psst sorry. Remember Askers not everybody here knows my Mom is Wordgirl or that I'm half alien. But I won't waste your ask...you see I think I was born powerless. I still have some Lexiconian characteristics physically but not cool super abilities like my sisters, mom, and other Lexiconians do. My parents could have sworn I did when I was a baby or that when I'm older I could develop them but...i don't think so. Like I'm in puberty mode right now and so far no powers-- I just don't think I can have them... but ugh who needs them...i definitely don't.”)

Codey: “Yup haha that's cra cra!! Um let's move on to Wil-Liam. You have a question."

Wil-Liam: “Do i have a crush on anyone...? Ummm....”

Luis: “No way that you do....oh my word don't tell you do? Who the heck would the oh so great Wil-Liam have the hots for? Spill.”

Wil-Liam: “Uhhhhh euhhhh...”

Codey: “(Oh I'm in misery) Wil-Liam you obviously don't have to answer it if you don't want to.”

Cecil: “Yea it's okay :)”

Wil-Liam: “I-I don't know if I would call it a crush--I mean I-- I like-- I just like him--uh i mean them, nobody in particular cause I won't say.”

Luis: “Oh.... I was looking forward to making fun of you for that, cause I definitely want to know the sad unfortunate sap that has caught your eye.”

Wil-Liam: (*makes Indistinguishable noise but it conveys feelings of embarrassment).

Codey: “Oh Celestials... Let's just move on to the last question!! Everyone who wants to answer it. answer it. I'll go first. Um I like that my moms are super chill and that they take care of me... but I don't like how they want me to be super accomplished and not be on the computer all day.”

Jeremy: “Oh you all know the general reason why I don't like my parents...the apparent transphobia. What I like about them? Idk they've never given me one to say.”

Cecil: “I like that my mom is determined but I wish she would be more confident. As for my dad... I'm going to steal Jeremy's answer.”

Otty: “My parents are sweet and they love me very much.... however I wish they weren't committing unethical business practices everyday.”

Leroy: “Um...I like that my Mom allows me to express myself... but I don't like that she lets in Mr. Nocan into our house.”

Hoagie: “My parents are super supportive and they make tasty food, but y'know I don't know how to feel about everything either being a question or a sandwich...”

Mason: “My pops is flawless, but uhh he sometimes is way too overprotective or doesn't trust me as much but that's mostly due to what happened with my sister so I understand.”

Luis: (sigh) “I like that my parents-- like me and that they are way too loving and would do anything for me... but...my dad is too overbearing sometimes and is kinda clingy. And My mom has all these expectations of me and I get the feeling she doesn't know the real me and one day when she sees it she might be disappointed, she won't stop loving me but I'll let her down or something....oh and i don't like when they flirt with each other yuck.”

Wil-Liam: “I...um.. what I like about my parents....my parents...”

Luis: “Dude are you about to cry?”

Wil-Liam: “N-no...um I just got that onion dust in my eye... um I--I'm just a bit frazzled dawg about my last question heh...”

Luis: “Oh okay...then you can skip this one if you aren’t doing good.”

Wil-Liam: “Thanks.”

#wordgirl #wordgirl au #wordgirl next gen #wordgirl ocs #jellybeans boys #wg next gen #wordgirl ask blog #jellybeanboysask #thank you for the ask! woo this is a long one but yeah. I'm evil sometimes.

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lonely-lost-soul · 4 years ago

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Immortality and Nymphs Pt. II

(Philza x reader)

Kisses. God Phil missed your kisses against his skin most of all, you were always so warm and gentle. He couldn’t wait for you to be a constant in his life once again, he walked all three of you back to his home. Wilbur was eyeing you the entire time almost like he was trying to find the differences between himself and you, thinking, The boy looked much more like himself than he did you, but there were tiny similarities here and there. You didn’t seem to mind though when he asked you questions you answered them truthfully. Once they arrived back at his house Wilbur stood up a little straighter,

“As much as I’d like to stay and talk more, Fundy and I need to get going.” He trailed off a little looking at you, “I still have thousands of questions but I have a revolution to plan.” Wilbur continued as you raised a questioning eyebrow, Phil’s wings ruffled a little as he cleared his throat.

“You should come back next week with the others.” Phil gave a slight nod of his head, “I’ll send a crow to Techno.” Fundy was the one to whip his head and nod eagerly, Wilbur adjusted his glasses but eventually nodded.

“That should work.” Wilbur turned to face you taking a shaky breath, “I’ll see you then?” A tender smile spread across your lips as you reached out to cup Wilbur’s cheeks.

“I’m not going anywhere again baby boy,” You whispered as he flushed hesitantly leaning into your touch “I promise.” He pulled away, clearing his throat taking Fundy’s hand as he waved.

“Bye, grandpa! Bye, grandma!” The fox hybrid called and Phil watched as you flushed deeply. Phil wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, his wings spreading around your body like a cocoon. You giggled softly as he nuzzled his face into your neck, his beard prickled your skin, you missed the feeling.

“Fundy seems sweet,” You mused as the man behind you kissed the skin of your neck. Phil only hummed in agreement which caused you to laugh, “you’re so not paying attention to what I’m saying are you?”

“What?” You burst into laughter at his genuine confusion, “Come on now. I missed you, can you blame me? You’re distracting.” Phil let out a little huff as you pulled away to face him,

“Then show me how much you missed me my crow,” You purred running your fingers through his feathers, you felt his entire body shiver as his breathing hitched. His fingers dug into your hips,

“Careful. They’re sensitive and wouldn't want a pretty thing like you to get hurt.” Phil teased pressing his forehead against yours,

“Oh, I remember.” You winked teasingly as Phil leaned in to swallow your words with a blistering kiss. He felt you melt against his body as his wings fluffed up, both of you poured all your love and admiration for each other into one another. It was then Phil knew nothing changed between the two of you even after all these years apart, there was still the same amount of love and longing you always shared. Phil lifted you into the air and you hooked your legs around his waist, he felt young again, back in the forest by his old home. He felt you giggle against his lips and pull away to rest your forehead on his own, he chased your lips almost desperately. Your hand came up to cup his cheek and he closed his eyes to lean into his palm, “Take me inside first.” You murmured and his eyes lit up mischievously.

“If I remember correctly you never had a problem with making out in the woods before.” He watched your face turn beat red as he smirked proudly, he adored getting you flustered which way to Sunday.

“Yeah well, I’ve lived in the woods all my life. I think I’m ready to stay with my adoring lover in his house, is that really such a bad thing?”

“No. I’d never be opposed to something like that, not when I’ve missed you this much. It’s all I’ve ever wanted, living with you and raising Wilbur, being a family.” He watched you visibly wince and guilt ebbed at his heart, “Hey, hey you had to do what you needed to. I’d rather have you alive and here now than dead or worse.” Phil reassured and you seemed to relax a little bit in his arms,

“I wish I could’ve been here to raise Wilbur with you...I wish I could’ve seen him grow up.” Your voice wavered a little as Phil pulled you close, he hesitated slightly trying to find the right words to say.

“I wish you were there too. But you’re here now, you’re safe and that’s what matters. Plus…” His cheeks flushed a soft pink, “we could always try again.”

“Jesus Christ Phil,” you giggled covering your mouth with your hands and he looked embarrassed. “I just got home Crow, let's give it some time. But...I’m not opposed in the future.” Phil’s face lit up again and he nodded rapidly, he could agree with that, maybe once you built a better relationship with Wilbur and his other boys that’s when the both of you could try again.

Oh god, the other boys. When he invited them all here next week, he hoped they’d make a good impression if not Dadza was going to craft a belt.

“How long has it been since you’ve had an actual meal?”

“God decades!”

He chuckled deeply, kissing your cheek, and led you into his house to have a nice warm meal. Having you around definitely took some getting used to, his days suddenly shifted around as he accommodated for another person but he didn’t mind. Phil woke up happier than he'd felt in a long time, you were curled up against his chest, the top of your head was right under his chin. He ran a hand through your (h/c) hair, letting it run through his fingers, even though it’s been about a week he still felt like you weren’t really beside him.

Wait a week.

His eyes snapped open and he shot up like a rocket, feathers flying everywhere as you groaned, “Crow? Everything alright?” You asked adorably rubbing your eyes, his stress melted away momentarily as he watched you wake up. A few flowers bloomed in your hair as you came to your senses.

“Everythings fine! Just remembered it’s Sunday and the others don’t usually follow set times.” He pulled you from the bed giving you a quick good morning peck on the lips. “Get dressed, something nice I wanna show you off,” He kissed you again longer this time you giggled.

“To who? Our son and your friends?” He gave a happy little nod, as you rolled your eyes, he felt your fingers fix the hair on his face, Phil closed his eyes and leaned against your touch. “But I’ll do as you wish my Crow,” You stood up from the bed and stretched your arms above your head. Phil had managed to get some clothes for you from a nearby village, he still remembered your style, but tried to make it more modern so you didn’t stick out like a sore thumb. You slid on the new clothes, they hung off you loosely. They clearly needed some tailoring, and you slid on the boots he got you the day before, as much as you like walking around barefoot it was pretty impractical.

“Shall we?” Phil held his arm out to you, you wrapped your arm around his own as he led you outside. You both stood on a hillside covered in soft green grass and a big willow tree. Phil looked down at you, his big wings gently covering your back from any danger, he was sure not feeling the grass between your feet was a foreign feeling to you but you didn’t seem to mind. The smile on your face said it all, you were peaceful and relaxed, letting the breeze flow through your hair. “You’re beautiful,” your eyes snapped up to him your cheeks turning light pink,

“Oh stop it old man.” He made an indignant sound as you laughed, your hands reached up and dragged him down to your level, kissing him tenderly. Phil felt his eyes flutter closed and his wings drop, he was snapped back to reality by loud whistling. You pulled back and he pushed you behind him, wings puffing up defensively, standing on the side of the hill were Wilbur, Tommy, Technoblade, and Fundy. Tommy was the one whistling eyes sparkling mischievously, Wilbur whacked him on the back of the head to get him to shut up.

“Dad! Wil’s being mean to me!”

“Don’t be mean to Tommy Wil,” Phil pressed his fingers to his nose with a sigh “Wilbur don’t antagonize your brother.” Fundy was cackling at their mischief, your eyebrows shot up on your forehead and Phil cleared his throat, face pink. Technoblade just stared seemingly eyeing you suspiciously, “(Y/n) these are my other sons. Boys this is (Y/n) Wilbur’s birth mother.” It was Technoblade’s turn for his eyebrows to raise and Tommy’s jaw dropped to the floor,

“No shit.” Tommy gawked, “You don’t look like her at all Wilbur! You’re so ugly, must’ve gotten that from Phil. Sad.” You burst into hysterical laughter watching Phil glare over at Tommy. Wilbur was seething at his sibling but ignored him in favor of giving you a light hug,

“Good to see you, mom.” He whispered,

“Good to see you too.” Phil heard you respond and hug him back, Wilbur whispered something to you and you made a little surprised face before nodding. Phil assumed he told you that the other boys were not in fact his biological children, but those he had adopted. Fundy soon joined in the hug snuggling into your stomach, you ruffled the young fox’s head and he chirped happily. Tommy walked over to introduce himself to you next, he proclaimed to be not only Phil’s favorite son but Wilbur’s favorite brother too. Which lead him to then boldly declare he’d be your favorite as well and Wilbur sent him a scathing look, ah yes, Phil knew that look rather well. Wilbur inherited that look from you, nose all scrunched up and eyes sharp. You shook the young boy's hand and happily told him you couldn't wait to see him fall into the number one spot. Wilbur shot you an offended look and Phil covered up a laugh with his hand, the offending look was sent to his father next,

“Dad.”

“What?” Phil laughed holding up his hands, “If he wants to win your mother’s attention I’m not gonna stop him. Every man for themselves.”

“Phil,” You nudged him with his elbow “be nice.” Tommy began to boast about how awesome he was in comparison to his brother, you sent a wink to Wilbur’s, and his shoulders visibly relaxed.

You were his number one, anyone with a brain could see that.

Phil noticed Technoblade had his eye on you the entire time, it took him much longer than the others to gain trust. He decided to walk away from you to stand by the hybrid's side, “Hey mate.” Technoblade only grunted in response, arms crossed over his broad chest protectively, “What’s crawled up your butt eh?”

“You didn’t tell me ‘bout her.” He motioned in your direction with his chin, “you tell me everything. Why not her?” Technoblade was trying to remain stoic but after all these years he could tell he was hurt. Phil sighed softly scratching the stubble on his chin as he watched Fundy run around you trying to fight for your attention.

“It was hard for me to talk about, she didn’t leave on her own free will. Her life was in danger and I didn’t know if I’d ever see her again. It was a shock when she came back last week, a good shock but a shock nonetheless. (Y/n) was my everything, is my everything. I kept it from everyone because I hoped it would keep her alive and safe from those who wished to harm her.” Phil looked over at Techno, for once Phil’s eyes showed his true age, “I’m sorry mate you know I would’ve told you if I could. Doesn’t take much for me to start gushing ‘bout her. I mean look at her.” Phil glanced back over at you, Fundy was on your shoulders, his hat on your head, meanwhile, Wilbur was wrestling with Tommy on the ground. You looked over at him desperate for his help and Phil only smiled over at you and shook his head. Your eyes screamed distressed as you tried to get the boys to stop fighting, Phil felt Techno’s eyes on him and he looked back at his son and friend.

“I understand I suppose,” Technoblade sighed rubbing the back of his neck, “You wanted to protect her. I can’t be mad at you for that, but no more secrets alright? Promise me?”

“Promise. Now go say hi to her before she gets upset and thinks you don’t like her,” Phil nudged him forward and his eyes widened a little,

“Heh? Phil hold on-”

“(Y/n)! This is Techno.” Phil clapped the man on the back, you looked up at him with a kind smile.

“Pleasure to meet you Technoblade, I like your cape.” Phil watched the man flush in embarrassment at the compliment,

“Eh...thanks. Like your flowers.” He motioned to the flowers blooming in your hair, you beamed brightly at him, always happy to talk about your flowers.

“Thank you, sweetie!” His ears turned red and he waved you off anxiously, he moved to peel Tommy away from Wilbur, wanting to get out of this conversation. Fundy hopped off your shoulders to tackle his father and you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in, “wow. They’re…”

“A lot?”

“Yes.” You laughed fondly, “but…”

“I wouldn’t trade them for the world.” Phil nodded kissing you on the apple of your cheek,

“Good. You better not. They’re all my sons now. I hope you know that” You leaned against his chest, he laughed and you felt his chest rise and fall.

“I’d expect nothing less from you.”

Letters. That’s how most of you communicated in the years to follow, Wilbur would send letters and you would beam in delight. It melted Phil’s heart, he knew his son was busy with the revolution and the now Presidency but he wished he’d visit his mother. You would write him back almost immediately after receiving a letter, you’d seal the letter with a kiss before sending it off with one of Phil’s crows. Afterward, Phil would take you in his arms and pepper you in tender kisses, you would giggle and snuggle into his arms. He told you he loved you, and you cooed and told you loved him back, then you both would share a kiss. Phil loved those days the most, seeing you truly happy made his heart swell. There were days where Phil taught you how to fight, days where you would garden, and days where he let you groom his feathers. He loved that, grooming was another one of the things he missed the most, you got out all the tangled feathers just perfectly. He would lean back against your hands head falling on your shoulder as he panted, his pupils were blown wide as you hummed fondly.

So, maybe Phil enjoyed it a little more than he remembered.

It was a cold autumn day when the letters stopped coming, you were heartbroken, always anxiously petting and feeding his crows. They could sense your disappointment in waves, it was almost choking Phil himself, his heart ached to see you so sad. He pets your hair gently as you both sat on the hill with the willow tree, he noticed the bags under your eyes were dark, Phil’s frown only deepened.

“My love please smile for me, I’ve missed it so much these past few weeks.”

“Somethings wrong,” Your voice was soft looking up at Phil “He wouldn’t just stop writing to us. He always writes to us.” He hated the way your voice quivered, “what if he changed his mind about me?” Phil shushed you softly with a kiss,

“First of all, there’s no way he changed his mind about you. The way the both of you bonded these past few years, Wilbur wouldn’t throw that all away for no good reason.” He tried to reassure you, “Although, I will admit this is strange. Wilbur isn’t one to not write to me, it’s something he’s always done ever since he was old enough to spell.”

“Crow…” You whispered, “can we visit him? Just to put my mind at ease...please.” Phil’s heart melted as soon as he saw your puppy dog eyes, he nodded and you smiled.

Good. He was going to keep that there as long as he was physically able.

The next day, Phil scooped you up in his arms and you headed towards the direction of his son's new nation.

It was called L’Manburg if Phil remembered correctly.

What the both of you didn’t expect to see was a war zone, “Phil…” You murmured eyes wide in fear, he held you to his chest, your brow furrowed in worry. He swore he could see Tommy and Techno looking up at them from below, it didn’t ease the anxiety prickling at his skin, the sky suddenly went black with crows.

A bad omen, something bad was going to happen, and they knew it.

“Phil they’re distressed. Somethings wrong.”

“I know hon,” Phil looked around worriedly, he spotted a glance of Wilbur walking into some sort of room. He landed just outside the entrance, he put you on your feet, “Stay behind me.” He instructed you, you nodded your head clutching onto his bicep. The both of you stepped into the dimly lit room, there were scrawlings etched into the wall, all scratched in by Wilbur. Your brow furrowed in concern, fingers dancing across the lettering, “what’re you doing?” Phil spoke, his tone flat and serious, looking dead at your son, wings spreading out behind him.

“Wilby?” You asked softly as he slowly turned around, his big brown eyes were wet and wide.

“Mom…” He whispered, “I didn’t want…” Wilbur looked away from you and grit his teeth, “Welcome to L’manburg. Sorry, you have to see it like this, war-torn and broken. I wanted you to see it in its prime, a shame you didn’t visit sooner.”

“Wilbur, don’t do this,” Phil said watching his son look longingly at the button in the middle of the wall, almost with longing. “This is your country, it can be fixed. Things can be rebuilt, it’s where you raised your son,” Phil continued his entire body tense and nervous he was too aware of the sword on Wilbur’s hip. Phil reached out his hand as you walked towards Wilbur,

“Baby boy…” You whispered tenderly, vines slowly growing out of the cracks in the floor. “Don’t do this I only just got you back, please think about what you’re doing.” Wilbur’s brow furrowed watching you smile softly holding out your arm, “Everything will be alright I promise you. We can help you.” He let out a wet laugh running a hand through his brown curls, his pointed ears visible.

“It’s not the same nation anymore. There was a special place where people could go but it’s not there. It’s no longer the nation it once was Mom.”

“It is there. You've just- You've just won it back, Wil!” Phil spoke up in opposition to his son.

“MOM, Dad, I’m ALWAYS SO CLOSE to pressing this button, Phil! I've BEEN HERE like seven or eight times, I've been here seven or eight times...Phil, I've been here so many times…” All of you jumped a little at the sound of crackling fireworks outside, “They're fighting. They're fighting!” Phil and you glanced at one another, there was a beat of silence.

“And you want to just blow it all up, You fought so hard to get this land back... So hard.” You argued reaching out to cup his cheeks, he melted into your palms, snuggling into them like they were his last lifeline.

“I don't even know if it works anymore, Mom, I don't even know if the button works, I could, I could... press it.”

“Do you really wanna take that risk?” Phil laughed, “There is a lot of TNT potentially connected to that button.”

“Phil... There was a saying, Phil. By a traitor. Once part of L'Manburg. A traitor- I don't know if you've heard of Eret? He had a saying...It was never meant to be!” He tossed his hand back and slammed it against the button, you let out a devastating shriek pulling Wilbur into your arms to try and protect him from the blast. Phil felt pure adrenaline enter his bloodstream as he flew towards you and his son. His wings wrapped around the both of you and you whimpered, some of his feathers caught fire and he squeezed his loved one’s harder. Wilbur meanwhile let out a roaring cry “MY L'MANBURG, PHIL! MY UNFINISHED SYMPHONY, FOREVER UNFINISHED! IF I CAN'T HAVE THIS, NO-ONE CAN, PHIL!”

“Oh, my god…” Phil spoke, his voice quivering with horror, Wilbur looked down at you, hurt and pride swam in his eyes,

“Are you proud of me mama?” He whispered softly as your thumb caressed his cheeks, Phil glanced down at you ignoring the pain in his wing, your eyes were wet but you were still smiling.

It didn’t reach your eyes.

“I’ll always be proud of you Wilbur. I’m your mother, and I love you, I’ll always love you.” He let out a little cry, you were so genuine with him, your love was smothering him. Wilbur looked up at his father and grabbed his wrist,

“Kill me, Phil. Phil, kill me, Phil kill me!” Wilbur broke away from his hold and tossed his sword Phil’s way. Phil caught it in his arms the lines in his forehead creasing with worry, “Phil, stab me with the sword, murder me now, kill me! Killza, Killza, do it! Kill me, Phil! Murder me! Look, they all want you to! Do it, Phil! Kill me! Phil, kill me!”

“I- You're my SON!”

“Wilbur NO! PHIL DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!” You cried as Wilbur shoved you away from him, your growing distress caused vines to spill into the room, filling it with greenery, nature wanted to protect you.

“No matter what you- dude, no matter what you've done, I can't-” Phil’s voice cracked, his knuckles turning white against the hilt of the blade.

Wilbur slammed his fist against the wall, “Phil, it's- LOOK! LOOK! HOW MUCH WORK WENT INTO THIS, and it's GONE!” He grabbed Phil’s hand and shoved the point of the sword into his chest, “Do it. Do it.”

“PHIL!” You sobbed grabbing onto his other arm, eyes red and puffy, fat tears were running down your pink cheeks.

The man squeezed his eyes tightly, his throat closing up, he couldn’t look at you, he could feel the look of horror that was slowly spreading across your face.

“Phil. I’m begging you we can get him help, I can’t lose him. Not again, not when I’ve only just got him back.” You choked out, “he’s my baby. He’s our baby.” You were clinging to Phil desperately, your smile was gone, he failed you and he failed his own son.

“Do it, Dad.” Wilbur interrupted you, you let out a desperate cry and Wilbur shushed you softly, brushing away your tears. “It’s better this way,” Wilbur leaned down and kissed your forehead, “I love you and I forgive you.” He looked back at Phil and his disintegrating right-wing, guilt ate at him, “It’s time.”

Phil let out a deep breath, jaw tense and he felt you bury your head in his uninjured wing. He ran his sword through his son’s chest, Wilbur fell forward against the blade, he choked on the blood in his mouth, it flowed out of the corners and stained the front of his shirt. Phil felt you move to look but he covered your face with his wing once more, “Don’t look darlin’” He whispered as your sobs only increased, Wilbur slowly died in his arms with a smile on his face that would forever haunt Phil’s nightmares. He stroked Wilbur’s hair as he slowly faded out of existence, three lives completely snuffed out, Phil was part of giving him life and was the one to take his final one. Once Wilbur was gone you crumpled to the floor loud sobs echoing in the chamber, he fell beside you and wrapped you in his arms, you clutched his beanie to your chest.

“It’s alright. It’ll be okay.”

“Okay! Philza Minecraft how the FUCK is this gonna be okay!” You snarled in his arms but he only held you tighter, “Our son...our baby is dead.” You choked holding your hand to your mouth, the vines that had grown started dying feeding off your agony. “He’s gone…” You whimpered letting Phil caress your hair and plant kisses on the top of your head.

“We’ll get through this. I promise you.” He swore up to you cupping your cheeks within his hands, you sniffled a little and gave a small nod of your head. You were drained emotionally and physically, Phil’s heart ached in his chest.

“You’re hurt…”

“I’ll be alright,” He tried to stretch out his wings he flinched as pain shot up the right side of his body. Phil’s wing was charred to bits, you both knew the unspoken truth that he’d never fly like he once did, Wilbur wasn’t the only thing Phil would mourn.

“We need to set up a grave for him. Under the willow tree, I’ll plant yellow flowers. That way he can always be close to us so long as we live there,” You looked up at him eyebrows pinched so tight “Please.”

“You don’t need permission Darlin’.” He whispered to you resting his forehead against your own, “If that’s where you want it that’s where it’ll be.”

“Good.”

Phil slowly helped you to your feet, you weren’t injured, a few cuts and scrapes he took the majority of the damage from the explosion just like he had planned. He hissed as he tried to put pressure on his left ankle, “Fuck me. I’m too young to need a cane.”

“Eh,” You smiled weakly “Wouldn’t say that.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You giggled softly, your laughter significantly improved his mood, even if it was a minuscule adjustment. “We all can’t be as spry as you,”

“What can I say some of us have it and some of us don’t.” You smirked slightly hearing another loud explosion go off in the distance, “the Withers. Technoblade spawned them didn’t he?” Your eyebrows furrowed in thought and Phil gave a little nod,

“Most likely.”

“Our boys, they can’t do anything without explosions can they?” You shakily whispered and Phil couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh,

“Guess so,” He shrugged limply as you slipped Wilbur’s beanie on your head,

“What now?” You looked up at him through wet eyelashes, Phil caressed the back of your head,

“We go home, bury what’s left of Wilbur, and take a look at my wings to assess the damage.” Phil watched you nod numbly against him, “it’ll be a long walk back.” He groaned rubbing his eyes and you rubbed his back soothingly.

“Let me handle that,” You reassured and he raised an eyebrow the both of you moved to leave the structure neither one of you wanted to put up with anyone, you both had lost a son and wanted time to mourn. Plus, it seemed Tommy and Technoblade were busy fighting. Phil watched you with careful eyes allowing himself to lean against one of the trees that survived the explosion. You placed your fingers in your mouth and gently whistled, not only did a crow from a tree flutter by but a wandering horse as well, you really were an animal whisperer. The crow ruffled its feathers and cawed loudly at Phil, he shot the crow a look and flipped it off, meanwhile, you worked your magic taming the horse in a matter of moments. “Come here Crow,” You held as your hand and he fell into it, you helped him onto the horse and he shot you a look,

“I’m not riding on this horse with you walking on foot. Switch with me.” Phil tried to argue but you shushed him,

“You took an explosion to the back. Take a breather, relax, nature helps me heal anyway.” You hummed fondly as he slumped against the horse reluctantly, it took about an hour to get back home, Phil had lost all feeling in his wing and wanted nothing more than to curl up with you and go to sleep. As the looming willow tree came into view Phil heard you sniffle and clutch his son’s beanie on your head,

“(Y/n)?”

“I-I’m alright.” You cleared your throat shaking your head, “Let’s get you looked at before anything else, okay?” Phil too exhausted to argue only nodded limply, you helped him inside and set him down on a chair. “Spread your wings for me,” You commanded, helping him stretch out his wings. He cursed, only feeling pure agony shoot through his right side,

“Ow! Fuck me!”

“Sorry, sorry,” You whispered out tenderly rubbing the base of his left-wing. The mixture of pain and pleasure was foreign but not completely unwelcome. “Oh, Phil…” You trailed off hesitant to touch the damage that was inflicted, “I don’t...I don’t think-” You chewed the bottom of your lip, but Phil got the message, he wasn’t going to be able to fly as he once did, maybe ever again. His flight feathers were singed to hell, completely burned away, not to mention the patchiness of his other feathers. His shoulders slumped forward as he ran a hand down his face, he was exhausted, he felt the coolness on his wing as you spread some antibiotic on the injury. “I’m sorry,” You kissed the back of his neck and he shivered at the feeling. “We’ll bury what we have tomorrow, you need rest.”

“I’ll be fine-”

“Phil, I will force you into bed. Don’t fucking test me right now, I will force you if I have to.” You hissed out glaring daggers at him, he should be threatened but he just felt oddly aroused.

He decided to attribute that to how fucked up he felt today.

Phil allowed you to tuck him into bed as gentle as you were capable of doing, “I’m going to send out some letters. I’ll join you in a little bit.” He felt you remove his hat and run your fingers through his blonde hair, he leaned into your touch like a kitten. As soon as you shut the door, Phil was out like a light.

Phil found out the next day that you had sent a letter out to both Tommy and Technoblade, you wouldn’t specify what you sent but you seemed a bit more relaxed than you had the other day. You both didn’t get a chance to bury what was left of Wilbur until a week later, Phil’s healing process was slower than he could’ve imagined. Phil reluctantly had to use a cane to get around easily, his crows laughed at him but you were also so kind and careful.

You were an angel.

The two of you buried him under the willow tree on the hill where you’d met the other members of your odd family for the first time. Technoblade had shown up at your doorstep holding out a large box inside of it was a stone tombstone inscribed on the tombstone was Wilbur’s name and date of birth and death. It had surprised Phil that the hybrid even agreed to make this for you, but at the same time, he was Phil’s adoptive son and closest friend, he appreciated the gesture nonetheless. Phil had placed Wilbur’s coat and beanie into a box and placed it under the ground. You had kept your promise and had grown little yellow flowers around the site of the burial, and the two parents mourned the loss of their biological son. Technoblade stood close by a hand resting on Phil’s shoulder in hopes to soothe him at least a little bit, Phil would never admit it but he appreciated the gesture.

Little did the three of them know, a small smile spread across a young ghost’s face. He picked at the sleeves of his yellow sweater, maybe he could give both of them some blue sometime to help them heal.

He had a feeling they’d like that idea.

~~~

I usually don't tag people in my stories but I figured a lot of people wanted a part two:

@xx-smiley-xx @dreamsofficialwife @dirtydiavolo @thatguythatsshy

@shinyshimaagain @little-odd-dude @theultimatewifu32 @hee-hee-haw @thegeekishere

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 2 years ago

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My Theories About Calamaria After Seeing The New Update On Casino Cups

yeah it would count as a Cuphead Theory and a theory about the AU counterparts from Casino Cups...

so after thinking over what Cala Maria says, it makes me wonder if she might already have a love interest, like a boyfriend....

or she swings the other way, or she could swing both ways.

even if she does love Mugman in a platonic way with no feelings of romantic love in there.

I sure ain’t gonna be the one to tell him, the poor sweetheart is gonna be crushed, there is a reason it can be called “crushed” and I guess there will be a idea in the future, that will show how Muggy will react to finding out that Calamaria has no romantic interest in him.

so yeah one of my theories, and it’s okay that I’m incorrect about it.

but I think that “Calamaria” might be a Lesbian....

that is just one possible theory, it’s a fan theory and it’s okay if I guess wrong.

another is that she might already have a boyfriend.

we know that Mugman is known to be hopelessly in love with her,

but I guess in some universes and timelines, there will be a version of her that does not return the feelings.

so Cala Maria is either a Heterosexual, Bisexual or Lesbian.

and if she turns out to be a Lesbian, it would mean that Mugman will have no chance with her at all.

Mugman will find love again, even if that love might not be Calamaria.

even though we know that Gabriel ain’t going to be a love interest....

but if he so much as breaks Mugman’s heart in any shape or form, his butt his grass, meaning I might draw a fan art him having his butt kicked, literally.

I mean some fans might feel the same, even if Gabby is still a interesting character in a Cuphead AU.....

if that version of him was real in real life, I would grab him by his ear and show no mercy to the said ear if he caused any harm to Mugman.

you know if some characters were real in real life....

anyway back to Calamaria, I guess she is suppose to be not in love with him, or she is but she is keeping it secret....

but we can’t rule out that she might already have a boyfriend,

or she has no interest in guys at all, and she likes gals instead.

this is just a fan theory, and it’s okay if I turn out to be wrong about it.

and well she didn’t say she did have a boyfriend or is a Lesbian.

but can just wait and see, but it also means we have to wait and see how Mugman takes the news that she might have no interest in him in that way.

and he is in the friend zone.

either Cuphead or Dad 1# or Dad #2 tells Mugman the bad news.

and as to who “Dads 1# & 2#” are, that should be obvious.

Devil and King Dice....they kind of act like a married couple, even if those two are their bosses, they are kind of like the “Dads” of the casino, even if it is only by the fans view.

Devil from Cuphead Show, does seem Flamboyant and a bit of a Himbo.

it’s okay that not everyone agrees, but to me, he just seems like a Himbo.

maybe that is one of the reasons King Dice fell for him, he is a cute idiot.

well at least he didn’t fall under some form of spell with Mr. Thinks He Is The Goddess’s Gift To Women.....you know like the Ozzie of Casino Cups.

Asmodeus, who is Mr. Prince Of Lust...

I don’t think we have seen him very much since, I can’t remember.

but maybe he will appear again later on, maybe to bring up the “marriage” that he has with Lilith.

also the nickname “Ozzie” is from Helluva Boss...

he is so adorable when he’s showing such a sweet side with Fizzy.

well wouldn’t surprise me if Ozzie, the one from Casino Cups, has many lady friends and might be the reason why King Solomon had so many wives...

which means I have a LOT of Step-Grandmothers, well I can’t be the only one who figured out that while one wife is biologically our Ancestress Grandmother,

the other half who are his Harem, would be like the Step-Ancestresses.

and with him having a lot of wives, that would be a lot of Grandmother Day Cards.

anyway I think it is possible that one of the theories about Cala Maria are true, but we will have to wait and see which one is true.

and well maybe Mugman will be really heartbroken at first, but he might slowly accept and be okay with just being friends.

also is it weird to think that Devil might use a Spray bottle of water on Asmodeus when he gets a little too “flirty” with his patrons when he comes to see him...?

wonder if that will be in Casino Cups...?

well if it isn’t, that’s okay.

but if that did happen in some other Cuphead AU, and Devil had to breakout the spray bottle to spray at Asmodeus...

I would picture him saying “What did I just say about hitting on my patrons, what did I tell you!?” all the while he is spraying the water at him.

I’m weird and sometimes I have weird ideas and even theories....

also we have to try to wait and see why Calamaria doesn’t see Mugman as a love interest and how he will react.

I’m not saying that she is only into gals, but just that it is a possibility.

and if it is only gals she is into, and has no interesting in guys, then that really does mean that if that theory is true, then Mugman has no real shot with her.

plus it’s possible that Devil might of been the only one who knew that she is a lesbian, or if she isn’t, then he might of known she has a guy she was interesting in.....

she could already be in love with someone else, but that is just my guess.

I’m kind of sleepy right now, I think I will sign in again later or tomorrow...

at least I was able to heart/fave some art on here first....

anyway see later and stay safe everyone...

#casino cups #cuphead theory #cala maria cuphead #sexuality #lesbian #unrequited love #unrequited crush #friend zone #bisexual #heterosexual #mugman

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mariasversion · 3 years ago

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finished rewatching young royals and so here are my thoughts bc i have nothing better to do with my time than to share everything that comes to my mind on the internet *insert lip bite*

also these will probably be just stupid random things i liked about the episodes bc i can’t do those analysis people do for shit

so,,, episode 1

YOUNG ROYALS’ SPOILERS AHEAD !!

• starting off strong when wilhelm is in the car and he just puts his hand in front of his face so that the paparazzi can’t see him,,, that was attractive idk

• also my man has anxiety for days on end and yeah okay mood. i mean that thing he does when he chews on his thumb when he’s nervous?

• and i really don’t like his mom because she’s just not nice. when wilhelm has to give his speech (against his will) and he’s clearly anxious about it she just reprimands him and tells him to suck it up. the same about the boarding school. which, okay, i get it. he messed up and they’ve got a reputation to maintain but he’s still your son so just idk show him some sympathy (?).

• also when the whole family is on the couch watching wil give his speech and her mom is still looking at him like he’s a whole ass disappointment, his dad is like ‘oh, me? i don’t know these people’

i just found it really funny how he didn’t speak or even look at his family like boi what’s going on

• anyways, when wilhelm finishes his speech, he looks straight at the camera and the intro starts, i fell in love

• and the girls filming a tiktok in that same intro? iconic. i hope they’re doing okay and they know they’re everything to me.

• but then, august shows up bc we can’t have anything good, apparently :/

his dynamic with erik is sweet at times but he’s too much of a douchebag for anyone to even appreciate that.

• and then, finally, simon. im going to be singing ‘it takes a fool to remain sane’ to myself for weeks on end if i don’t stop rewatching this show.

but really simon is everything that’s good. when wil just started smiling at him and looking genuinely happy for the first time since the show started i was like ‘oh this is fruity alright’

and i love how much he cares for sara. plus i adore his friends and his mom. when she speaks spanish my heart melts (i don’t know why but i love when characters speak spanish in shows).

• the bear hug,,, what else is to say about it. wilhelm actually loves his brother so much and erik loves him back so much it pains me. and like when they’re taking pictures together and erik tells him to start running on three to get away,,, wholesome

• also felice’s friend who insists on speaking english? i don’t know who you are, i don’t really know your name but let’s get married anyways.

• and i can’t not say this,,, what is up with that initiation thing or whatever shit with wilhelm and the other guys? like the things they were doing were just disgusting and i was sitting there like ‘the fuck is this? are straight guys okay?’. plus wil just looked anxious and disgusted the whole time and i felt so bad for him.

• okay and i guess everyone will already have talked about this but that part in the party where wil and simon kind of sneak out and they’re hiding from august and they just keep staring at each other? i felt that. bc it was just so authentic and awkward and relatable when you’re looking at your crush and there’s low key tension there and you don’t really know if you’re imagining it or not but you’re thinking to yourself ‘okay this can’t be only me they’re definitely looking at my lips’

oof i apologize for how long this got and how long it’s gonna get for anyone who made the horrible decision to read it all :/

#young royals netflix #young royals #young royals spoilers #prince wilhelm #erik young royals #simon young royals #august young royals #sara young royals #felice young royals #young royals episode 1 #my thoughts on young royals

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orange-waterfalls · 4 years ago

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Reader w/ wings headcanons(Markiplier Alter Egos)

ty @fancybootm for the request!

A/N: i just did all of them. every-all-everyone. Except Yandereplier, Silver Shepard, Ed Edgar... maybe others I’m not aware of at the moment... I tried to stick with a certain number of egos, but my hands just... they just kept moving. It is 11:00 pm when im writing this ya boy is TIRED. there are 1.6k words. It seems longer than it is bc bullet points. Bear with me. You can find the egos that you want easily. The reader is gender neutral. i am so sorry if this is not what you meant lol. on the bright side this is a good reference for all the egos i am open to writing for(also maybe others idk) so uh im keeping it enjoy. I’ll say... a T rating for cursing and also a bit of violence but literally like 20 words. mentions of injury. that’s it.

Requests are open!

Y/N(reader) with wings hcs

No one knows what the fuck you are, not even you

Ya got wings. That’s it.

Are you an angel? A faery? A phoenix? Who knows

You woke up one day in a forest remembering nothing

But you had wings

And then you got shot with an arrow

You ran away and hid in a cave

Darkiplier spends most of his time around you studying you

To see what you could possibly be

He still doesn’t know

He’s settled for calling you a “cryptid”

He’s slightly annoyed with the feathers you leave around the manor

He won’t tell you bc you can’t control that and it’d be rude

You read together in his study on occasion

You sit on the floor bc your wings get uncomfortable in chairs

In sympathy, he also sits on the floor

You think it’s sweet

You told him so and he sputtered out a “shut up and read your book”

He’s fairly fond of you

You’re good company to keep around

Wilford was the one who found you

He was walking through the forest, as one does, when he saw GIANT feathers

Naturally, he followed them

He found you in a cave with an arrow in your shoulder

He took you back to the manor and patched you up

He begged Dark to keep you there

He promised not to kill anybody for a month

He made it 15 days, which is a record

He’s very protective of you, not letting you out a lot since uh… hunters

You are his Sweet Little Songbird, light of his life, wind in his sails,

if anything happens to you he will kill everyone in the manor and then himself

He helps you preen a lot

His hands are very gentle, surprisingly

He spends the most time with you out of everyone

You play games, talk(well, he talks to you), and just hang out

He loves and adores you with his whole heart

Actor tolerates you, or so he says

He’s jealous of your wings

HE’S supposed to be the mysterious, sexy one!

But ok, yeah, you’re pretty interesting

He uses you in short films sometimes bc… well… wings

There are alot of things you can do with wings, surprisingly

He took you out into town one night

He shoved the wings under a thick jacket

You guys bought some clothes and food

He cut holes in the clothes for your wings, grumbling about a “waste of money” and “you never go out anyway”

but he enjoyed spending a bit of time with you

Wilford nearly killed him(again) when he found out

He likes venting to you bc you just nod without really listening

As I said, you’re good company

Yancy thinks you’re nice

He felt a bit… threatened at first

Ya got WINGS, of course he’s cautious

But they are very pretty

And he likes to use you in choreography

People always comment on how realistic the wings are as Yancy leads you away

You don’t judge him for killing his parents, he likes that about you

You don’t know. You could’ve done something bad. You don’t remember

He likes cuddling bc you wrap your wings around him and he feels safe

He also helps you preen… sometimes…

He’s… really bad at it...

You like listening to him sing

He sings you lullabies at night

You’re very close

Illinois is very fascinated with you

He’s convinced you’re a fairy

He’s seen quite a few of those

You tell him you don’t know, and he goes “a LiKeLy StOrY”

He likes drawing you

You’re very angelic

“Oh, maybe an angel then…” He says, like an idiot

He takes you with him on a few adventures to fly him over pits and stuff

He’d never admit it but he has a… THING about heights

It’s called a phobia, you egotistic maniac

You try to help him with it

You never get that far off the ground before he’s screaming to be put down

He appreciates the effort

He gives you things he finds on adventures that are pretty or remind him of you

He infodumps to you about curses, and archaeology, and adventuring, etc.

Magnum is uh… well, he’s Magnum

He figures you’d be useful out at sea

You can find nearby land, ships, or treasure by flying, of course

He didn’t take into account the fact that you don’t really… fly that often.

So it turned into you just stretching your wings instead of looking for loot

Once you fell overboard

Everyone was like “eh, they can fly, it’s fine”

Then they realized that you probably can’t since your wings might be wet

Magnum LEAPED into the fuckin water and THREW you back on

He doesn’t take you on the sea as much anymore

sometimes you talk about life, treasure, love, y'know the usual

He’s very Father Figure-ly

Bim isn’t sure how to feel about you

You are a person. With wings. What’s he supposed to do about that

He’s friends with Wil, so has to tolerate you at least.

He tries to make conversation, but it doesn’t always go as well as it could

You don’t have much to talk about, and some of his topics worry you

Mostly you two just kinda… exist in the same general area

Sometimes he’ll discuss what he should do on his show

You don’t have many ideas

But you’ve gotten an idea of what it is, and sometimes give a suggestion or two

He appreciates you for that

He tried to get you on the show once but Wilford refused

You kinda wanted to, but whatever

You’ll hang out sometimes too

He’s very entertaining, he has to be

Eric is kind of scared

Not that you’ll hurt him, that he’ll hurt you

That happens a lot to people he likes…

He eventually starts hanging out around you

You don’t ask bad questions, and you distract him from his dad

He talks about animals with you a lot, and how he wanted a farm

You bought a cowboy hat and gave it to him and he cried

You also gave him a stuffed cow one day

He hugged you for a long time

You two cuddle a lot bc the boy needs SAFETY and SECURITY

You wuv each other(platonically or otherwise)

Dr. Iplier doesn’t bother you, mostly

He appreciates that you keep to yourself

He has his work, that’s what he’s focused on

Sometimes he’ll see you when you try to find Wilford or get some food

He tries to get a good look at you without looking suspicious

It doesn’t work, he always falls over

He once gave you a “physical”

It was mostly to just figure out what you were

You seemed mostly human based on the results

But goddammit you had WINGS

They had their own function but were sort of like an add-on to your body

He was slightly disappointed you weren’t gonna… turn into a whole bird

You tolerate each other

Google fuckin’ hates you

He’s completely perplexed by you

Which he is never because he is the most intelligent being on the planet

So he assumed he could figure out what you were

Turns out google fucking sucks at figuring out things people don’t already know

So he hates you. Like a lot

He’s tried to kill you multiple times

But his objective is to destroy MANKIND

You are not included in that

BECAUSE HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE!!!

Also Wilford almost killed him for it

So yeah he just kinda hates you

You’ve tried to get along with him but he just wouldn’t

He finally talked to you when Bing called him a little bitch

Still hates you, but can tolerate your existence now

Bing fuckin’ adores you

You are just wonderful to him

You can FLY??!! You have WINGS???!!!!!

You don’t really care that he is an artificial BEING????!!!!!!!!

You’re perfect

He does Sick Tricks™ to try to impress you

They never do

You appreciate the effort

You don’t see him a lot, but when you to it’s very entertaining

He taught you how to skateboard

You kinda sucked but he’s very supportive

He likes just hanging around you

It’s the only time he ever chills the fuck out

Everyone’s thankful to you for that

Your entire dynamic is “what if... i put... my minecraft bed... next to yours? haha just kidding... unless?”

The Host doesn’t really care about the wings??

I mean, he can’t see them, so… what’s the big deal

You appreciate that

He still does the uh… narration thing… with real people…

The stories end better now

You convinced him to make the stories end better

You sat with him to make SURE the stories end better

He also started writing novels recently

You help with plot and character development

He appreciates that

The Jims�� don’t really care about you

I mean you’re interesting, of course

But they physically Cannot get a clear picture of you

Even if you agree to sit still, it just doesn’t happen

It is always, ALWAYS blurry

They eventually give up and leave you alone

They do spend a bit of time with you

You help them with demon episodes sometimes

You don’t do much, but they like the emotional support

King of the Squirrels is… well, he’s him

He doesn’t… he doesn’t do much

He hangs out with his squirrels. That’s pretty much it.

You just started hanging out with him one day

He didn’t mind

You two feed the squirrels while sitting by a tree

He lets you wear his crown sometimes

He draws his squirrels, and lets you see the pictures

He teaches you how to draw them

You two don’t talk, really

You just sit. And hang out.

He doesn’t really smile, but you can tell when he’s happy with you

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spine-buster · 4 years ago

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The President Wears Prada (William Nylander) | Chapter 10

A/N: The response to last chapter was so amazing and I have been LOVING answering your anons and comment questions! I hope this chapter brings some much needed, uh, happiness to your lives. We’re seeing them get closer and closer..........😊

November 19th, 2019

Aberdeen Bloom was eating Doritos straight out of the bag.

It was a Tuesday night, and she was on the couch with Minerva in her lap and Kasha beside her watching TV. The Leafs had lost to Las Vegas 4-2, and Aberdeen was ready to call it an early night – if only so she could put a facemask on before she went to bed. She didn’t have to be in the office tomorrow until about 10, which meant that she could sleep in. Plus, her eyes hurt. She’d been reading like a mad woman during all her days off, researching everything she could and trying to learn the history of the Maple Leafs: all the different players, the eras, the iconic moments, the not-so-iconic moments – everything. It was a lot to learn, but she knew that the second she typed the words into the Google search bar. She also knew she wouldn’t learn everything in four days, but alas, she was trying. She was doing what she knew she had in her. She was trying.

Kasha snuck one last Dorito before she rolled up the bag and put it back in the designated “snack” cupboard in their kitchen. They folded up the blanket, fluffed the pillows on the small couch, and made sure Minerva had some food and water in her bowl before closing the curtains and retreating to their bedrooms. Minerva hopped onto Aberdeen’s bed, and she scratched behind Minerva’s ears which she knew she liked before changing into her pajamas and going to her washroom to wash her face.

“Do you mind if I phone Evan?” Kasha called out from her bedroom. “I won’t be too loud, I promise.”

“Go for it!” Aberdeen said, truly not minding. She’d hear a few mumbles at most – nothing more – and she knew because Kasha did this often. It was sweet, and they were cute, and Aberdeen honestly didn’t mind. Kasha’s dad still didn’t know, which meant they were in their own world, which was nice. She and Kasha were still harbouring secrets for each other, as they always would.

Minerva meowed when she came back in the room. Aberdeen sat on her bed and cradled her in her arms for a few minutes, scratching and kissing her all over. Just as she was about to shut off her light and tuck herself into bed, her phone began to ring. She looked over to see Brendan’s name flashing across the screen.

She froze. Brendan never called this late. She picked up immediately. “Good evening Mr. Shanahan,” she greeted him.

“You need to be ready in half an hour with a suitcase packed for four days,” he said, his voice stern but sounding somewhat preoccupied.

Aberdeen stood up immediately. “Oh, okay. Of course. Um, why?” she asked.

“We’re taking a red eye to Phoenix.”

She felt like throwing up. That had to mean something was wrong with the team. A player was injured, or being traded, or maybe demoted? What if it had something to do with Kyle? What if it was about John? Was his captaincy at risk because they had only won two games in regulation in the past sixteen games? “Okay. No problem.”

“I’ll be there with Lou in half an hour. Tell nobody,” he said before he hung up the phone abruptly.

Aberdeen began to freak out. She changed into a pair of clothes and threw her suitcase onto her bed, Minerva meowing at her and watching as she stuffed outfits into her suitcase. Minerva even tried climbing into the suitcase a few times, which made Aberdeen sad – all she wanted to be doing was cuddling with her cat, not thinking about the Leafs. She grabbed her travel bags that had her toiletries and travel-sized skincare and makeup products and threw them in as well. When she was finished, she zipped it up. She took a deep breath.

Minerva meowed.

“I’m sorry baby,” she whispered, scratching behind Minerva’s ears again. She grabbed her credentials off her dresser and put them around her neck.

She exited her room and knocked softly on Kasha’s door. “Give me a second,” Aberdeen could hear her say to Evan. “Come in.” Aberdeen opened the door, popping in about half way. Kasha immediately saw that Aberdeen was wearing regular clothes. The look of worry on Aberdeen’s face was a tell-tale sign something was wrong. She put her phone against her chest. “Oh my God Aberdeen, what’s wrong?”

“I’m taking a red-eye to Phoenix,” she whispered, making sure Evan wouldn’t be able to hear her through the phone. Not that he’d say anything. “Something’s happening.”

“What’s happening?” Kasha asked, her eyes wide.

“I don’t know. Brendan hasn’t told me. But this is very unexpected and I’ve just had to pack for four days which means I’ll be in Colorado too. I’ll be back Sunday. But can you please watch Minerva? I know you weren’t supposed—”

“Aberdeen, of course, it’s not even a question,” Kasha said.

“You can’t tell anyone I’m going,” Aberdeen said. “I don’t know what’s happening, but you can’t say a word.”

“No no, of course not,” Kasha shook her head. “Can you at least text me when you land? So I know you’re safe?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Aberdeen nodded, her mind running a mile a minute. What if it was William? What if it was Jason? “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Aberdeen. This is your job now,” Kasha said. “I’ll take care of Minerva, don’t worry.”

***

Aberdeen waited in the condo lobby for the town car. When she saw it pull up, she began walking towards it, pulling her suitcase behind her. Lou got out and loaded it in the trunk for her, and she opened the back door to sit in her usual seat.

Brendan was, of course, already there, in a pair of slacks and a comfortable looking sweater. “Hi Mr. Shanahan,” she said, putting on her seatbelt. It was then and only then that she noticed another presence in the front seat. Usually, of course, it was just her and Brendan.

“Aberdeen, the only people who know the following information I’m about to tell you are Larry, Kyle, myself, and Lou,” he began. She nodded her head, not believing she was privy to this information before so many other people just by virtue of having to travel with Brendan. She glanced over quickly to the man in the front seat. She saw a familiar face smiling back at her. “You know Sheldon Keefe,” Brendan said as he noticed them looking at each other.

“Of course,” she said. He was head coach of the Marlies. He was around often. Had multiple meetings with Brendan throughout her time working there.

“Well, he’s the new head coach of the Toronto Maple Leafs.”

***

November 20th, 2019

After boarding the MLSE private jet – not first class on a commercial flight, not even another chartered flight, the MLSE private jet – and everyone sleeping most of the way to Phoenix, they landed and immediately checked into the same hotel as the team without telling a single soul. Everyone went straight to bed but were notified by Brendan that they had to “lay low” for the next day and would be leaving for the arena, where the team would hold their practice, at 1:30pm. Aberdeen barely slept, and had to stay cooped up in her room so nobody would see her and know Brendan arrived. It was torture.

When she arrived at the arena with Brendan and Sheldon, Brendan told her to sit in the stands and wait. That’s when she got really nervous, because she knew he was prepping himself to fire Mike Babcock right after the practice, even though it was going on as they spoke. But she did as she was told, sitting and clutching her iPad in her lap so hard her knuckles were white.

She noticed William first, of course, his blonde hair peeking through his helmet, as he kneeled on one knee in front of Mike Babcock as he addressed the team. John, Jason, Auston, Tyson – they were all there, and she picked them out one by one. Everybody was facing away from her, looking at the whiteboard. Her leg bobbed up and down uncontrollably. In a mere, what, thirty minutes, they wouldn’t even have to listen to him anymore.

When the team stood up and did some last-minute drills, Aberdeen noticed Kasperi look in her direction. William was skating over to him, and when he stopped in front of him, William did a double take. Her heart fluttered at the moment she knew he realized it was her. He would have almost missed his cue for the drill if Kasperi didn’t tap him. When he was finished the set-up drill and skated back to his place, he looked in her direction again, transfixed.

That was when her phone buzzed. She took it out and saw a series of texts coming through from Brendan.

Kyle will be texting you soon. Please go into the locker room with him while he speaks to the team about the coaching change. Sheldon will be there too. Let me know how it goes, as I will be speaking to Mike.

When we release the announcement expect crazy media. I will speak to them. Kyle will not. If Kyle is not done speaking to the team by the time the announcement is sent out and media comes in, don’t worry. Stay with Kyle.

I think the team will appreciate seeing your friendly face when this comes down.

You will have to help set up for a media press conference tomorrow but the Coyotes will also provide help. Me Kyle & Sheldon.

Thank you for not leaking.

By the time she looked up from her phone, half of the team was already down the tunnel. John, Morgan, and Auston had stayed out to speak with Mike a little bit more, but she took that as her cue to leave the stands and at least start making her way towards the locker room. She knew the team probably had to undress, shower, and change into their regular clothes before Kyle said anything to them, but she was so anxious she couldn’t help it.

Another buzz from her phone. This time, when she looked at it, ‘Head Empty’ showed – the name she put for William, so nobody would know it was him.

why are u here?

She had to resist every urge in her to reply. She couldn’t. Brendan had sworn her to secrecy, and had already thanked her for that secrecy. If she typed even one word, William would know what was going on. So she ignored him.

whats going on minskatt?

is everything ok?

pls answer me minskatt. what is happening

can i come see u? where are u?

She put her phone on silent. She couldn’t take it. She held in every emotion she had as she walked through the arena and hallways, flashing every worker her credentials, before finally arriving at the visiting team’s area. She walked through the doorway and saw Kyle. He smiled and waved her over.

“Thanks for coming,” he said as she approached him, still clutching the iPad to her chest.

“Yeah, of course. No problem.”

“You know Aberdeen, Brendan trusts you,” he said. He could tell she was nervous by how white her knuckles were. He thought that maybe saying that would put her at ease. “That he made you come on this trip – that he made you privy to the information before a lot of other people…that says a lot.”

Aberdeen shrugged her shoulders. She wasn’t so sure. “I’m just doing my job Kyle. He told me to be packed in thirty minutes and I was packed in thirty minutes.”

“But you didn’t leak it.”

Aberdeen furrowed her brows. “I…why would I leak it?” she asked. It was the most absurd concept to her. “I would never do something like that. He thanked me for not leaking it too—”

“I know,” Kyle smiled slightly.

“But why?” she asked again. “There’s nothing in it for me.”

“Really? It’s interesting you see it that way,” Kyle said. “You could have sold that information to any newspaper or reporter and they would have offered you a job. A chance to write, which is apparently what you want to do, according to Brendan at least. But you didn’t.”

Aberdeen hadn’t even considered that. Sell the information for a writing gig at a national newspaper? She didn’t even know the opportunity was there, truthfully. What it revealed to her more than anything was that others had done it before – betrayed the team in some way. She couldn’t even consider it. She shook her head. “This is my job,” she said, her voice small. “I would never burn this bridge. I’d never sell Brendan or the team out like that for personal gain.”

Kyle smiled. “I’m going to chock it up to the fact that you’re young,” he said. “You’re only twenty-one, Aberdeen. This city is rife with opportunity for people who take advantage of others. But you’re not like that – at least yet.”

“I’d never take advantage of someone.”

Kyle smiled. “Good. I like a person with conviction.” His eyes left hers as he noticed someone walking behind her. He nodded his head at whoever it was. “You ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

He opened the door for her, ushering her into the locker room. As she turned a corner, she saw all the guys sitting at their stalls. Quite a few of them noticed her come in and looked shocked. When they saw Kyle follow behind her, they knew something was up.

“Hey guys,” Kyle began, addressing the room. “I know John let you know you all needed to stay back. It’s because I need to speak to you guys.” Aberdeen looked to her left and saw Sheldon lurking in the shadows. He smiled at her and she smiled back. “I want us to have a long, constructive conversation before you guys go back out there…because when you do, there’s going to be a big change,” Kyle continued. A lot of the guys looked confused. “That change being…well…Mike Babcock has been relieved of his coaching duties with our club,” he announced. She watched as some of their jaws dropped. “And your new head coach is someone many of you know very well – Sheldon Keefe.”

When Sheldon walked into the room and stood beside Kyle, the team broke out into a round of applause. Guys like Zach, Travis, and Andreas were smiling and clapping for him so Aberdeen could only assume that they had played for him on the Marlies. Jason seemed extremely happy. Tyson looked like the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders.

She watched William. She couldn’t tell what he was feeling.

***

November 21st, 2019

It was William who texted Aberdeen first that night, when they got back to the hotel after the game. im coming over and u cant stop me. At least he gave her warning this time so she didn’t have a sheet mask on and her hair wrapped in a towel. When she heard the lightest knock on her door, against all her better judgement, she ran over and opened it.

William slipped into her room, wearing trackpants and a Gucci t-shirt that probably cost more than her last paycheque. She closed the door and locked it before turning around to face him. “Hi,” she said, her breath caught in her throat. Here he was, in her hotel room…again.

“Why didn’t you answer my texts after practice?” he asked, getting right into it, not bothering with pleasantries.

“Will, I couldn’t,” she said. “I knew but I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t risk it. Brendan swore me to secrecy. I was on my couch eating Doritos, and then one hour later I was on the MLSE private jet on my way here. I still can’t believe I am here.”

William nodded his head. He broke eye contact with her as he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry. I was just – I was just so worried when I saw you. I mean I was happy, don’t get me wrong, but you know.”

“Yeah.” She looked at him, lost in his own thoughts. There was a moment of silence because, Aberdeen thought, he was still processing everything that happened today – and that didn’t include the game they won. A good start for a new coach, she thought. “Will?”

“Yes minskatt?”

“How are you feeling about everything?”

He let out a long breath – one he didn’t know he was holding in – as he pushed himself further onto the bed. He rubbed his face with his hands as she moved to sit on the opposite side of the bed cross-legged. “I don’t even know minskatt,” he finally admitted.

“I mean…I don’t mean to tell you what to think, but there must be some…I don’t know…relief,” she said cautiously.

He looked over at her, smiling slightly. “Yeah. Relief.”

“Because, you know…the backhanded compliments. You don’t have to take his shit anymore. You have a coach now who actually, like, values you and your skill and doesn’t throw you under the bus all the time,” she clarified.

“Yeah, I guess. Conflicted that I feel relief, though.”

It was glaringly obvious that he didn’t want to talk about it – well, that, or he really didn’t know what to feel about it all. He was hard to read; he didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve like she did most of the time. And she didn’t know whether to blame him, the time of night they were having this conversation, or something else. “Will—”

“Minskatt—”

“Can you just like…talk to me, please?” she asked, her voice just above a whisper. She didn’t even look at him; she looked down and fiddled with the rings on her fingers nervously instead. “I just want to make sure you’re okay, Will.”

His hand reached out and grabbed hers in her lap, making her stop fiddling with her rings. Her skin felt like it was on fire as she looked up at him as he rubbed his thumb quickly over the back of her hand. Her mind quickly flashed back to the first night they were together in her bed – how electrifying his touch was then, too. Nothing had changed. “I’ll be fine, minskatt. You don’t have to worry about me,” he said, shifting to lie down on his side with her hand still in his.

But she did. That was her problem. She was getting herself deeper into this mess even though she knew she had to get out. Like, he wasn’t even supposed to be here, yet here he was. Never mind just being in her hotel room – now he was on her bed. Lying down. “Will—”

“There’s been a lot of change in my life already, minskatt. This is nothing,” he smirked, letting go of her hand.

She knew that. She remembered what he told her about his family moving around a lot. It seemed like the only thing constant for him was change. She thought maybe his long-term contract brought an end to that, but there were so many other variables in hockey she constantly forgot about. “So long as you’re alright,” she said.

“You know what would make it more alright?”

“What?”

“If you tell me how freaked out you were stepping onto that private jet for the first time,” he smiled.

Aberdeen started to giggle uncontrollably. She shielded her face in her hands and shook her head, hearing William’s infectious laugh. “Don’t even get me started.”

“Come on!” he beckoned.

“It was torture.”

“Torture?”

“I’m not used to all that, Will,” she said, finding herself lying down on her side to face him. She probably shouldn’t have. “Like obviously it was nice – don’t get me wrong. Beautiful. But it was all so…crazy.”

“Crazy?” he just kept repeating her words.

“Not all of us are accustomed to Gucci t-shirts and private jets,” she chastised. “God, Will. Sometimes I feel like the theme song to Murder, She Wrote is just playing in your head on a constant loop.”

“What’s it sound like?”

“Oh my God,” she mumbled, pulling her phone out from charging and opening the YouTube app to find the song. She played it out loud for William, and the more the theme played, the harder William laughed. His eyes crinkled and his smile stretched across his face; her eyes crinkled at the sound of his ridiculous laugh. More than anything, she was just happy that he was laughing after everything that had happened.

Will shoved his face into the pillow as he continued to laugh, the song ending not long after. “Nobody roasts me quite like you do, Aberdeen.”

She thought about the list of the things she’d say he looked like whenever he asked “What do you think?” when he walked in with his game-day suit on, her most recent being, “You look like a medium pepperoni pizza with garlic dipping sauce.” The guys got a kick out of that one when they heard about it. Kasperi was even recording them all in the notes app on his phone. “You love it,” she said without thinking.

“Of course I do,” he mumbled, his dumb smile still on his face. “Tell me something Aberdeen.”

“What?”

He stretched out his hand again, one of them gliding over the skin near her elbow. “What do your tattoos mean?”

It was her turn to shove her face into the pillow. She knew this would come up one day, and truth be told, she wondered why it didn’t happen earlier. “It’s a long story.”

“I’ve got a lot of time.”

He did? That was news to her. It was late at night and he was in her hotel room instead of his own. “This one…” she began, pointing to the first, “‘to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield’…it’s the last line of one of my favourite poems, Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. Do you know it?”

“No.”

“Well, it's a good poem. You should read it,” she quipped. “It’s about, like, the need of going forward, despite challenges, despite tragedy, despite anything. About being strong in will, pushing forward relentlessly. You know…persistence. Never facing life passively. It’s an attitude that I want to have in my life too. An attitude I want to try to embody every day.”

William’s warm smile made her nervous. “And you’re other one?”

She paused. “That one’s even more personal.”

“Tell me.”

“Do you promise not to laugh?”

“Of course.”

She paused. “This one is from Seneca. He’s a Roman philosopher. ‘We are waves of the same sea’. It’s…my family,” she began. “Mom is Scottish but grew up in Northern Ireland, and my dad is from Iran. And if you know anything about the history of those two countries, it’s, like, focused on people’s apparent differences with each other creating conflict. But in Canada, when they met, despite the cultural differences, they came together. So like, we’re all waves, but at the end of the day…we’re part of the same sea. We’re in this together,” she explained, embarrassed. “I don’t know. I just thought it was beautiful. We can have all these differences, but at the end of the day we’re part of the same sea.”

The look on William’s face was one of pure adoration. He was biting him bottom lip trying to suppress a huge smile, and his eyes so blue and dewy-looking she thought she would faint if she looked at them any longer. “What’s wrong?” she asked. Maybe he thought the whole explanation was stupid.

“You’re just so adorable, minskatt,” he said, not trying to hide his smile anymore. “I could listen to you talk for hours. Sometimes I even just imagine you talking so I can hear your voice.”

“You do? Really?”

“Aberdeen…I think about you when I’m not even thinking.”

Her heart stopped beating. She felt a rush of blood warm her cheeks as she pushed her face into the pillow again. God, he was really going there, wasn’t he? As they were laying in the same bed together. “You can’t just say stuff like that to me and think I’m gonna react normally.”

“I know,” he said. She shot him a look. “Aberdeen. I could listen to you talk all day and night. I’m serious. And besides, who was Ulysses or Alfred, Lord Tennyson anyway?”

“You don’t know?!” she asked, flabbergasted.

William shook his head. Aberdeen began talking, and he began listening. And to William, all was right in the world.

***

November 22nd, 2019

When Aberdeen awoke sometime the next morning, her body still felt tired and fatigued. She knew the day before was long and tedious with the press conference and the game, but she thought sleep would rejuvenate her. Apparently not. She brought her hand up with her watch and took a look at the time. It was still only 6:30am, so no wonder she felt the way she did. Why in the hell was she waking up now?

She sighed.

Then something moved out of her corner of her eye. A body. On her bed.

As if on cue, everything from last night came flooding back into her mind. William coming over to her room. Talking about Mike Babcock’s firing and how he felt. Talking about her tattoos and what they meant. “Sometimes I even just imagine you talking so I can hear your voice.” “I think about you when I’m not even thinking.” Then he’d asked who Ulysses and Alfred, Lord Tennyson were and she’d fucking taken the bait hook, line, and sinker so easily. They had ended up talking for so long they just fell asleep. Together. In the same bed.

Oh my fucking God.

She looked at how peaceful his face looked. God, he was fucking beautiful. Just…beautiful. But he couldn’t be here. He shouldn’t have been here in the first place. It went against everything. “Will…” she said softly, hoping he’d wake up. He didn’t. “Will,” she said more forcefully.

“Hmph?” he grumbled.

“Will, you have to go.”

He furrowed his brows at the sound of her voice, obviously not expecting it. He opened his eyes slowly, only to see her staring back at him. “Minskatt?”

“Will, it’s 6:30, you have to go back to your room,” she whispered.

He looked around, realizing just like she did what had happened. “I don’t want to.”

“I know you don’t want to but you have to go before everyone starts waking up,” she reasoned. “If anyone catches you walking out of my room Brendan will have my head on a spit.”

He took her words into consideration before nodding his head and getting up slowly. He looked at the time before running his fingers through his hair. He looked back at her as she lay in the bed looking at him. “I’ll see you at breakfast, yeah?”

“Yeah,” she nodded her head.

“Good,” he said as he got up, making his way over to the door. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

When the door closed behind him, Aberdeen sighed and brought her hands up to cover her eyes.

She was fucked.

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Did He Ever Love Me?

Edit: This is a repost since my tumblr is being weird and for some reason my posts are not showing up??? Help ;-; (also repost since I posted it on the day of the wedding and I wanted to scream about that for a while :) )

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Hi guys… I know the wedding is gonna drop soon…

Just kidding, I couldn’t write wholesome Fundywastaken or angst wedding times to save my life. I just can’t write wedding angst guys. I can’t ;-;

Anyway, this is just a scenario that occurs within the DadSchlatt AU I’m making, some of the details are in the link below:

And yeah I hope you guys like this! @oakskull and @meismom, I posted it yay!

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"Fuuuuuuuundy, there you are! Holy shit, I’ve been looking all over for you." He froze, tucking his diary within his pocket as a practiced grin formed on his face. He turned to see Schlatt, surprisingly sober as he strode towards him. There was a weary look on the ram hybrid's face, one that Fundy wasn't sure he liked compared to the man's usual smirk. "I need to talk to you in my office. Now."

"Mr. President, it's an honor for you to come yourself but you usually send a guard when you... want to summon someone." Did Schlatt know? Did he know that Fundy was a spy...? He sucked in a quivering breathe, hoping that the man doesn't notice his sudden bout of nervousness. He stood up from the fence post he had been sitting on, his shoes thumping loudly against the ground.

A flash of emotion crossed Schlatt's eyes, a flicker in his gaze that Fundy couldn't pinpoint. A hand landed on his shoulder as red piercing eyes stared into his soul. If Schlatt didn't stab him right then and there, he might as well have died from the man’s intense gaze. "Just... Come with me. It was best that I... It's better that I come to get you myself. This won't be pleasant, Fundy."

He could do nothing but follow Schlatt towards his office, scenarios of his terrible demise flashing within his mind. Schlatt... was strange. At times, he could barely predict what the ram was going to do. Fundy tried not to trip on his own two feet as the building to Schlatt's office began to appear within sight. He didn't want to die. He needed to apologize to so many people. To Niki. To Eret. To Tommy. He didn't even get the chance to apologize to his dad about–

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as thoughts of his dad surfaced. He didn't mean it. He didn't mean to disown him. He needed to gain Schlatt's trust… but that didn't matter now, did it? Schlatt was going to corner him into his office, taunt him for thinking he could have escaped Schlatt's suspicions and slit his throat, leaving him to choke on his own blood. He wouldn't get a burial. Would anyone even care if he died? No… They wouldn’t care for a traitor like him…

He shuddered to a stop, willing his tears to dry as Schlatt abruptly paused. A scowl reached his lips as a single tear cascaded down his cheek. With the back of his sleeve, he wiped the traitorous tear away just as Schlatt turned to face him. Fundy blinked, Schlatt looked nervous. The man shuffled continuously on his feet, his lips pressed into a thin line as if contemplating the words he were about to say. “Fundy. I need you to stay calm throughout this, but I won’t blame you if you start to… uh… ya know… fuck.”

"Of course." He didn't know why Schlatt was mocking him with false display of care. Stay calm? Yeah, he'll stay completely calm even as Schlatt decides to stab him. Fundy wrapped his arms around his chest, as if consoling himself as he followed Schlatt into the building. The cold of the chipped marble floor beneath seemed to seep past the soles of his shoes, the pristine white walls a stark reminder of how they reflected a lie. This entire land was covered in blood yet was so perfectly hidden by the falseness of serenity.

George and Punz stood at the office's doorway, swords sheathed at their sides as they gave Schlatt a nod. For a moment, Fundy caught George's eye. The human's usual exhaustion replaced by weariness and pity. Oh, of course George would know he was about to die. Great. Fundy turned his eyes away, choosing to look down at the floor instead as he entered his death room. The oaken door closed with a soft click that resounded in Fundy's nervously twitching ears, it sounded like the toll of a final bell.

"There you are Schlatt, you know it's rude to keep me waiting! You know I-I-I love what you've done with the place, really captures your style and— oh! You brought my traitor son with you!" His head snapped up, nausea climbing its way to his throat as he locked eyes with his da— with Wilbur. No. No. No. No. Why was he here? Why was Wilbur here? He turned to Schlatt, his breath harsher than he wanted it to be. Sensing his panic, Schlatt placed a hand on the top of his head, as if the gesture was meant to calm him down.

“I’m sorry, sir, but w-what is this?” Fundy doesn’t miss the manic gleam in Wilbur’s eyes. The frantic and frenzied movement he made as he stared fiercely at the hand on top of Fundy’s head. Fundy’s ears were pressed close to his head, the rising need to rush out of the room and hide inside his bunker slowly took over his senses. He only snapped out of it as Schlatt’s hand moved to his shoulder, his grip tight enough to keep him in place. He couldn’t even leave. He wanted to leave. “Why is he here?”

“Your president invited me.” Wilbur let out a chuckle, sitting himself on one of the chairs that circled the long presidential table. Fundy couldn’t help but look at his father, noticing the dark circles under his eyes. His brown trenchcoat was draped heavily across his shoulders, the man’s thin limbs sending a pang of guilt to Fundy’s heart. Wilbur looked like an absolute wreck. “So… Schlatt! Did you invite me to flaunt your little victory in my face? I’ve heard the people love your proposal. A festival! How festive of you, hm?”

Schlatt’s usual smirk was nowhere to be seen. He felt Schlatt’s hand drop from his shoulder and Fundy watched as the ram’s scowl deepened with every word that came from Wilbur’s mouth, his fists were clenched so tightly at his sides that Fundy feared they would begin to bleed soon. He began to back away, his hands clawing the door’s wooden surface as Schlatt began to advance towards the table. Schlatt had a temper. He knew that… but he’s never actually seen him furious before.

“WILBUR!” Fundy jumped as Schlatt slammed his fist onto the table, a small crack forming at its surface. Fundy wished he was anywhere else but there. Wilbur looked up, a perplexed look on his face as he forced himself to look at Schlatt. “I have had my suspicions since I first came here, and I want you to clear them up. For your sake and for Fundy’s. Fundy, I know you don’t consider Wilbur your father but Tubbo clearly says otherwise and I doubt he would lie to me. Fundy, what do you remember of your childhood?”

“I— uh… that’s kind of a personal question…” Fundy laughed awkwardly, trying to dispel the tense atmosphere. “Um… I-I can’t say I really recall much, Schlatt… uh, it was kind of a long time ago, you know?”

“What’s your earliest memory?” Schlatt didn’t want to let this go, huh? Fundy shuffled on his feet, uncomfortable to be under Schlatt’s scrutiny. Wilbur looked between the two of them, a blank look on his face as if the confrontation bored him. Fundy averted his gaze from both of them, concentrating on remembering his earliest memory. He remembered the bitter scent of potions, his feet scuffing loudly against the marble floor of the hto dog van. He remembers Wilbur, reaching down to hold him in his arms.

Life was simpler back then, before that bloody war... Before he had been forced into a role he never wanted to play in the first place. Back then, his father didn't dream of independence or glory. No. His father looked at him as if he was all that mattered, as if he was worth more than the entire world itself. Now... He looks up at his father - at Wilbur - and sees a hollow shell of the man he once called his dad. He can't bring himself to look at Schlatt, choosing to disappear into the memory of a better time. To a better life.

"I remember the... camarvan and... I remember Wil." Fundy tries to keep the sweet nostalgia out of his voice, Schlatt could still peg and label him for a traitor if he showed a semblance of regret. "That's it."

"Good. Good." He didn't see how any of that was good. Schlatt laid a hand on the table, his sharp gaze snapping to Wilbur. "Remember those daring adventures we used to have, Wil? All those strange lands we traversed. I have to say, the rising lava one was my favorite. You remember those times, Wil? Just you and me, two idiots thinking they could outrun the world."

"As far as I recall, I remember nearly falling into lava and nearly drowning because you refused to hide your damn horns." Wilbur growled, low and harsh. "Those hunters wouldn't stop chasing us because you— I told you to hide them but you chose to keep them on full display for the world to see and nearly killed me in the process!"

"Yeah... I remember that." A deep chuckle resounded throughout the room as Schlatt walked towards Fundy. "I'm just surprised, you know? When I found out you had a son, I was expecting a human kid but then... Here's Fundy! Glad to see you didn't try to force the kid into wearing a stupid hat... Oh wait! You did! Didn't take your advice either, did he?"

"What is this about, Schlatt? You want me to apologize? Is that it, hm? You want me to say sorry to you for trying to keep you alive?"

"How does a human have a kit for a son?"

The tension in the room grew heavier at the question, almost suffocating as Fundy processed Schlatt's question. Fundy shivered, watching as the manic gleam in Wilbur's eyes turned practically murderous. Fundy didn't understand where Schlatt was going within this. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. His hand gripped at his arms, nearly breaking his skin as he found his voice. "Why are you asking that Schlatt...?"

"Just... I'm really sorry, Fundy. But I think this matter should be settled now." Schlatt didn't even give him the choice, and from what Fundy could tell, Wilbur didn't get a choice either. "Wilbur, we travelled through many lands together and I know you. I know what you're like. When I ask you this, I want to hear the truth. How the fuck did you get a kit for a son? What the fuck did you do Wilbur?"

“What did I… What are you asking me about, Schlatt?” Wilbur stood up, small tremors wracking through his body as he grips the edge of the table. The shine of insanity dancing in his gaze has disappeared, replaced by the look of a man who’s about to lose everything again. “Wha— Don’t you dare—"

“What’s the best way to get people to love you? To show you’re a revolutionary who fights for the freedom of all? I would say having a hybrid for a son would definitely give you some points, huh? Look at General Wilbur. How noble of him to adopt a kit!” Fundy swallowed down the bitter taste of bile climbing up his throat, Schlatt’s words tearing at his heart. “But did you, Wilbur? Did you adopt or did you kill a family and take their child? As far as I’m aware, fox hybrids would fight tooth and nail for their children.”

Fundy took a breath. Schlatt was a liar, Wilbur would never… But then… Schlatt knows Fundy was loyal to him. What did he have to gain by lying? No. No. No. Schlatt was lying, right? He had to be! Wilbur wasn’t—

Wasn’t what, Fundy?

“You’re joking, Schlatt. How dare you—” Fundy’s ears twitched, why was Wilbur glancing off the question? “This is a really funny joke, Schlatt. You're just— you're just twisting this situation into your favor, you-you—”

“Answer the damn question, Wilbur.” Schlatt rolled his eyes, a subtle grin playing on his lips as he leaned closer towards Fundy. “No more running, lover boy. Did you or did you not kidnap a kit from his family?”

“I—”

Fundy fell to his knees, the slight hesitation in Wilbur’s voice the final straw. He curled up into himself, sniffling as he thoughts about the implications. He wanted Wilbur to deny it. He wanted Wilbur to be furious. He… He… He began to wail. Why couldn’t Wilbur just answer the question? Why couldn’t he just say the fucking truth? Fundy’s hands gripped at his ears, tugging them as he tried to abate the horrible thoughts that circled his mind. His heart felt as if it was burning. His whole body felt as if it was on fire.

“No answer. Alright.” Schlatt’s footsteps were muffled under Fundy’s wailing, but he could hear them no matter how much Fundy tried to escape the situation. “You know I was expecting you to defend yourself there, Wilbur. Believe me, I wanted you to defend yourself. Now look what you’ve done. Does this satisfy you, Wilbur? Does seeing your so-called son cry give you joy? ‘Cause I didn’t want this either, Wilbur.”

“If you didn’t want this then you wouldn’t have arranged this meeting. If you didn’t want this you would have left my damn son out of this.” A scathing growl tore itself from Wilbur’s throat, though Fundy barely heard it. Fundy had no choice but to listen to every word that reached his ears, had no choice but to listen as his father’s voice began to rise. “You were my best friend and now you’re accusing me of-of kidnapping?! You think I— Fundy shouldn’t be here. He’s young. You’re filling his head with nonsense—"

“SHUT UP!” Fundy snapped, shutting his eyes to stop his tears. He didn’t want to hear whatever the fuck Wilbur had to say. His avoidance of the question was answer enough. “Just… shut up, Wil. Just shut up.”

“Fundy—”

“Oh! Maybe I have this all wrong.” Fundy wished that Schlatt would just stop, the ram had gotten his point across. He got what he wanted, didn’t he? Fundy looked up at Schlatt, but the man continued, “Maybe you didn’t kidnap a poor kit from his family. No. No. No. How could I forget the second option? Maybe… Maybe you killed his real parents. Maybe you killed them and took Fundy for yourself, huh? Maybe—"

Schlatt placed a hand on Fundy’s head, fondly caressing his hair. Wilbur went livid. He leapt from behind the table, a crash echoing through the room as Wilbur pushed against his chair, knocking it over. Schlatt didn’t get the chance to continue as Wilbur punched him on the cheek, the ram collapsing onto the ground. Wilbur’s back was all Fundy could see, as if Wilbur was putting space between the two of them.

“How dare you.” Wilbur seethed. His hand rising to strike once more. If he had a sword, he would have killed the ram right then and there. Fundy felt fear and so did Schlatt. “HOW FUCKING DARE YOU—"

“GEORGE! PUNZ!” Fundy’s voice echoed through the room and surely out into the hall. Wilbur froze on the spot, turning to Fundy with betrayed shock in his eyes but all he sees in his son’s face is terror. Terror directed at him. At him. Schlatt laughed quietly, picking himself up from the floor just as George and Punz rushed into the room. They took one good look at Schlatt’s bleeding cheek and quickly apprehended Wilbur, the man snarling and cursing as the two finally managed to hold his arms behind his back.

“Fundy… My son…” Wilbur tried to reach out to Fundy, struggling in the two guard’s hold. Fundy looked away, his heart heavy in his chest. He didn’t know what to think, but he knows he didn’t want to see Wilbur. Not now. “I would never… I-I-I love you, Fundy. I would never… I… I… I can prove it. I can prove that you’re my son. Just tell them to let me go.”

“Take him away.” The words taste like poison on Fundy’s tongue.

“That’s right. Get him out of here. Make sure he doesn’t take another step in Manburg ever again.” Schlatt placed himself between Fundy and Wilbur, his lips curled into a sneer. “Mark my words, Wilbur. As long as I live, I will make sure you stay the hell away from Fundy.”

“NO! NO! NO!” Wilbur’s voice began to fade away, Fundy’s ears twitching as he still hears the man screaming his name out in the hallway. “FUNDY! FUNDY! MY SON!”

Fundy breaks down once more, cursing his good hearing as he listen’s to his father’s heartwrenching cries. Maybe the man did care for him… maybe… Fundy didn’t know.

He feels a presence at his side, a hand rubbing up and down his back. Schlatt doesn’t look at him and Fundy doesn’t look at the man either. What could they say?

After a moment of silence.

“Why would you do this, Schlatt?”

“Because I was worried, Fundy.”

“Why?”

“I do care for everyone in the cabinet, Fundy. Believe me.”

“You should have told me what this was about.”

“I know.”

“Was this planned from the beginning?”

“I was planning to confront Wilbur when he first introduced you to me.”

“Do you… do you think he loved me?”

“Maybe he eventually did, Fundy. Maybe he did.”

He feels Schlatt pull him into a warm and comforting embrace.

“It hurts.”

“I’m sorry, Fundy. I’m so so sorry.”

The residents of Manburg watch as a lone fox stands before a roaring bonfire, the smell of burning paper wafting through the air.

With his hat in his hands, he stares into the flames.

He doesn't toss it in.

~~~~~~~

So yeah that’s just a scenario that happens within the AU I’m making. So this is a very ambiguous situation. Is Schlatt being genuine? Is he manipulating Fundy? Is Wilbur the bad guy here? I’d love to hear your interpretations!

So pls do tell me what your interpretations are 👉👈

Anyway, hope you guys liked it!

#fundy #wilbur soot #jschlatt #mcyt #pls appear in tags this is the eleventh time ;-;

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+mydecember+ Twilight ver. 13

( 10:50 PM ) Math-class doodle of Rukura (Raphael), airbrushed. Came out nicely. ^.^ ( 10:07 PM ) John's suggestion for a feel-good song that Mr. Rozario (school principal) should play over the PA system in the morning? Children of the Damned by Iron Maiden.... how I agree! ^____^

We're sick, sick people. Can you tell we're related??

song of the moment: "Genocide" by the Offspring. I really gotta get some of the Offspring cds... I want Smash, Americana, and Conspiracy of One.... *sulks*

( 9:57 PM ) Ribby-chan... s'all being taken care of. Mike and Matt be lookin' after me closely, and if Dan does anything else, he's in for some serious trouble. *heh* Mike or Matt my soulmate? Dooood, Mike's a pal, and Matt's like my older brother (he's actually my most recent ex-boyfriend in a way). Thanks for the concern, tho! And don't worry... I beat Dan up nice. If I have my way, he'll be singing soprano come next week.

*heehee* I think I've FOUND my soulmate, anyhoo. *pointed look at someone who's screen name rhymes with punkin' pie* *heartheart* ^__^

( 9:49 PM ) *runs around screaming fangirlishly* YUMMY! YUMMY! I GOT A CUTE, SCAAAAAAARY DOOD FOR THIS TEST!!!

Ideal anime guy test...

# 1 Zagato from Magic Knight Rayearth # 2 Ashitare from Fushigi Yuugi # 3 Chichiri from Fushigi Yuugi # 4 Hotohori from Fushigi Yuugi # 5 Kiryuu Touga from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 6 Taikoubou from Senkaiden Houshin Engi # 7 Hayama Akito from Kodomo no Omocha # 8 Kyoichi Saionji from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 9 Morisato Keichi from Ah! My Goddess # 10 Nakago from Fushigi Yuugi # 11 Ohtori Akio from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 12 Ryohji Kaji from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 13 Eagle Vision from Magic Knight Rayearth # 14 Gabriev Gourry from The Slayers # 15 Ikari Gendo from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 16 Nagoya Chiaki from Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne # 17 Chiriko from Fushigi Yuugi # 18 Li Shaolan from Cardcaptor Sakura # 19 Tsukishiro Yukito / Yue from Cardcaptor Sakura # 20 Eriol Hiigarizawa / Clow from Cardcaptor Sakura # 21 Ikari Shinji from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 22 Kinomoto Touya from Cardcaptor Sakura # 23 Shiirou Kamui from X (X/1999) # 24 Tamahome from Fushigi Yuugi # 25 Monou Fuuma from X (X/1999)

( 9:46 PM ) Ideal anime girl test... how'd they know that I adore Skuld, Ami-chan, and Misato? o.O

# 1 Skuld (Oh my Goddess) # 2 Amy (Sailormoon) # 3 Misato (Eva) # 4 Belldandy (Oh my Goddess) # 5 Kari (Digimon) # 6 Rei (Eva) # 7 Lita (Sailormoon) # 8 Mina (Sailormoon) # 9 Fuu (MK Rayearth) # 10 Serena (Sailormoon) # 11 Hikaru (MK Rayearth) # 12 Sora (Digimon) # 13 Bulma (Dragon Ball) # 14 Mimi (Digimon) # 15 Misty (Pokemon) # 16 Rei (Sailormoon) # 17 Umi (MK Rayearth) # 18 Videl (Dragon Ball) # 19 Asuka (Eva) # 20 Urd (Oh my Goddess)

( 9:44 PM ) Slayers kyara test... now THESE results are good.

# 1 Gaav the Demon Dragon King # 2 Beastmaster Zelas # 3 Luna Inverse # 4 Valgaav (Vally-girl! ^_^) # 5 Xelloss Metallium # 6 Zelgadiss Greywords # 7 Gourry Gabriev # 8 Lina Inverse # 9 Rezo the Red Priest # 10 Filia Ul Copt # 11 Martina Whatever-Her-Last-Name-Is # 12 Amelia Wil Tesra Seyruun # 13 Naga (Wil Tesra Seyruun? I think so) # 14 Kopii Rezo # 15 Prince Phil

( 9:41 PM ) Sailor Moon test results... scary. O_O

# 1 Nehelenia # 2 Setsuna/Sailor Pluto # 3 Artemis # 4 Galaxia # 5 Haruka/Sailor Uranus # 6 Taiki/Sailor Star Maker # 7 Hotaru/Sailor Saturn # 8 Michiru/Sailor Neptune # 9 Minako/Sailor Venus # 10 Rei/Sailor Mars # 11 Yaten/Sailor Star Healer # 12 Luna # 13 Makoto/Sailor Jupiter # 14 Princess Kakyuu # 15 Ami/Sailor Mercury # 16 Chibiusa/Sailor Chibi Moon # 17 Seiya/Sailor Star Fighter # 18 Mamoru/Tuxedo Kamen # 19 Usagi/Sailor Moon # 20 Chibi-Chibi/Sailor Chibi Chibi Moon

( 9:39 PM ) Pokemon test...

# 1 Satoshi/Ash # 2 Shigeru/Gary # 3 Nyarth/Meowth # 4 Kasumi/Misty # 5 Pikachu # 6 Takeshi/Brock # 7 Kojiro/James # 8 Musashi/Jessie

I'm Ash and Gary... isn't that damn close to weird?

( 9:37 PM ) *laughing again* CHECK IT OUT!!

CCS Kyara test results:

# 1 Kero-chan # 2 Syaoran Li # 3 Touya Kinomoto # 4 Tomoyo Daidouji # 5 Eriol Hiiragizawa # 6 Sakura Kinomoto # 7 Yukito Tsukishiro

I'm Kero-chan!

( 9:35 PM ) EEEEEEH!!! O_O; For the X/1999 test... I'm Satsuki! O_o

# 1 Yatouji Satsuki - dragon of earth # 2 Kuzuki Kakyou - dragon of earth # 3 Sumeragi Subaru - dragon of heaven # 4 Monou Fuuma - dragon of earth # 5 Nataku - dragon of earth # 6 Shirou Kamui - dragon of heaven # 7 Kishuu Arashi - dragon of heaven # 8 Shiyuu Kusanagi - dragon of earth # 9 Kigai Yuuto - dragon of earth # 10 Sakurazuka Seishirou - dragon of earth # 11 Aoki Seiichirou - dragon of heaven # 12 Arisugawa Sorata - dragon of heaven # 13 Kasumi Karen - dragon of heaven # 14 Nekoi Yuzuriha - dragon of heaven

( 9:32 PM ) *laughing like a total idiot* CHECK THIS OUT! HOW FUNNY!!! I find that the results for my taking the Eva kyara personality test are very well done!

# 1 Asuka Langley Sohryu # 2 Gendou Ikari # 3 Ryouji Kaji # 4 Misato Katsuragi # 5 Touji Suzuhara # 6 Kaworu Nagisa # 7 Kouzou Fuyutsuki # 8 Ritsuko Akagi # 9 Aoba Shigeru # 10 Makoto Hyuuga # 11 Shinji Ikari # 12 Maya Ibuki # 13 Hikari Horaki # 14 Rei Ayanami # 15 Pen-Pen

( 5:56 PM ) Speller!!! You owe me Mickey ears, and I want Lance's underwear!! AND FEEL MY WRATH!! *wraths Speller* MWAHAHAHAHA! JOYCE IS DEAD! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! ( 7:36 AM ) Morning Blog!

Nah-nah-nah! Riot Ink business caaaards! *heehee*

I'm okay, really.

I am headachey!!! As Amy would say... my head is doing the achey brakey dance of PAIN. So, I imagine I will get nothing done in class. Ms. Fotinos is gonna kill me for skipping anyway... *sighs*

Querida! I shall continue my efforts to make dad buckle!!

Meagen-san.... really, I know what you mean. Technically, I can draw, but I kinda lack depth in my art (from what I can see). There are very few pictures that turn out with the emotion or realism I want them to come out with..... and funny enough, that kyara that I tend to make look how I want is good ol' Lucas.

Lucas: What can I say? I'm perfect. *mutters* Yeah, right...

And yes, you're getting fanart. Now if only I can manage to scan it....

Meg's Art Corner! Raphael-chan, or as I refer to him in RPs, Lian's Rukura. This is a fine example of what I draw in math class on scrap paper. And querida? It's not THAT good. ^##^;;;;

That's all from me!

Over an' out!

( 10:48 PM ) Of course my idea is good, querida! I'm so smart after all! *tosses away IQ test scores that say only 142* Lucas with blue hair.... streaked with green!!!!!! Yeeaaah, baby! ( 3:23 PM ) Warning, incoming rant!

STUPID! GODDAMN FLIPPIN' STUPID!! What a GOOD way to get yourself killed! Doing f*cking drugs! STUPID STUPID!!! Goddamn it! I mean, pot, okay that's bad. Bad and STUPID. But 'shrooms?!! HOT DAMN IS THAT STUPID!! And not only that, getting yourself into a situation where you get thrown out of your mom's house?! F*cking stupid! *fumes*

(note: never mind, needed to vent.... friend issues)

( 2:00 PM ) At home and skipping civics class.... *whistles and rocks back on her heels* 9.9

You know what's scary? It's scary when a dood whom you eat lunch with even jokes about wanting to rape you. That's scary. Even scarier is when he pins you against the wall and you have to fight him off, and when he comes back, your best (guy) friends beat the living sh*t out of him. Not quite sure what to make of this.... big super duper hugs and thank yous to Mike and Matt, my new bodyguards. Dan, touch me again, and they'll kill you for sure. I'll see to it. *sweet smile*

( 7:32 AM ) Morning blog!

Querida: Yep, the Mark plot is similar to our dj idea... except a bit more profound. *heh* And seriously, tho, a good plot would be something to the effect of Mark goes baaaad-niichan and tries to end the world, and you gots to stop him. There's a plot. Hooray for plots! Cam's efforts on trying to get Mark to put some sort of value on his own body should start working someday. I mean, HOW many times has Cam explained it? Not to mention, Mark has a nice idea of how Cam thinks now that he's been inside his mind. Mark-niichan's a slut.... but I love him anyway!

Cam: *pounds the living daylights out of Meg for calling Mark such a thing*

*heeheehee* Animal comparisons! *heehee* I gotta try that! Rukura = gecko Poya = otter Yuken = viper Lucifer = duck Michael = horse Zachariah = pot-bellied pig (personality wise) Gabriel = peacock Kanson = crocodile (someone patch in a call to australia, let's get the Crocodile Hunter in here, please... *crosses fingers*)

Meagen-san: I'm working on a fanart for you of SailorM. I shall prolly CG it tonight or tomorrow, okie?

School blows! I don't wanna go to school! WAH!

over and out.

( 6:35 PM ) For fun, and just to annoy him... Rukura's stats!

Name: Raphael Harrison Nickname: Rukura Age: 17 Date of Birth: February 28th Hair: purple Eyes: green Height: 6'4 Occupation: student Descent: Angel Family: human family includes Jacob [father, deceased] and Mary-Anne [mother, deceased]. Original family includes Kanson [father], Europa [mother, deceased], and Uriel {Yuken} [half-brother] Friends: Lucifer, Pandora {Poya}, Michael, Zachariah Current Residence: Atlanta, Georgia Likes: music, reading, daydreaming, being anti-social Dislikes: homework, unwanted attention, medication, and fighting Skills: singing, getting weirdly good grades Setbacks: has a rather serious heart condition, which despite medication and various attempts, is damn near impossible to treat, suicidal, and generally miserable Notes: reincarnation of the Messiah. Human mother died in childbirth, human father committed suicide a few months later. Is considered a "problem child", as he usually gets into fights at school. Been shifted around to foster homes all his life, never staying in one particular home longer than 1 1/2 years. Most recent foster family died in a car crash, leaving him the only living "relative" to claim his foster father's fortune. Lives alone.

( 6:24 PM ) Chris-kun: Dood, a meant the person playing as being Mark... ^__^;;

Meg-chan's on net restrictions, lalalalala... she's gonna get in trouble if she gets caught on the internet, lalalalala... she's rewriting stats for LotM, lalalalala.... she's TOO attached to Raphael-chan, lalala--

Rukura: *belts Meg in the head* Don't call me that! Meg: It's your legal name, isn't it? I like it better 'an Rukura...

Dan wants me to hit him. In the eeeeeew kinda way. Do I really come across as that much of a dom? @_@

( 7:16 AM ) Morning blog!

This is bound to be a short enrty, as mom is home. Sooo...

I had a really funky dream last night, but I don't remember it. All I remember is waking up a lot, upset, and trying to recall where I was. Bennett was curled up to me most of the night (good spiritie dood ^_^), but I don't think it helped much.... ah, well, it's the thought that counts.

Yesterday, I blew $44 on prismacolor pens. I got the box set of cool greys, plus a replacement 60% warm grey as mine is running out. That's me broke for another month now.

BMB is cuuuuuute today. *giggles* I want my verra' own Mik! I *heartheart* Mik! Rach, you better get me a Mik for my birthday! Or else!

I can't draw worth beans lately. *cries*

to Chris-kun: Thanks for the comment on the layout... and maybe now I'll bug querida to do an AH game (I honestly didn't think about that @_@).

*ponders* Yeah, you could go arouns as Mark in the game, and you could sleep with every second person you run into---

Cam: SHUT UP! *thwacks Meg* Meg: Hey, it's not my fault that your hubby is a total sl--- Cam: *throws a table at Meg* Meg: Itaaaai. X_X

Otaaay, enough out of me. Over and out.

( 11:44 PM ) Hal is GOD... lalalala! Hal is thy holy master! ( 11:27 PM ) Purple is a nice colour! It's the colour of hentai. ^__^; ( 12:30 AM ) BEHOLD THE NEW LAYOUT!!!

....very purple, isn't it?

( 3:58 PM ) This close >< to shooting myself... ( 3:56 PM ) I WILL get this to work.... I swear I will. ( 3:53 PM ) HTML is annoying. Background image, where are you? ( 3:50 PM ) Let's hope for the background image now.... *crosses fingers* ( 3:45 PM ) Playing with the layout... ( 3:25 PM ) This is the temp layout, as I'm altering this puppy to look how I want it to. New version should be up tonight. ( 2:43 PM ) Chris-kun: the Boa cd has two names. One is the japanese release, the other is for the international market. It's either called Race of the Thousand Camels or Twilight (like this here blog!). And the Limp Bizkit cd is called Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavoured Water. And Hannibal is a lot different than the Silence of the Lambs, isn't it? I liked it, but I stand by the fact that Jodie Foster made a much better Clarice Starling than Julianne Moore could ever hope to be.

Anyway.

My Bennett still isn't home... Dora, is he still with you? If not, you'd think he'd be home by now... *sighs*

Okay, time for me to book it outta' here for a bit afore dad calls and has a fit 'cause the line is busy.

( 8:05 PM ) Interlude...

Meg: Cain and Yuken! KAWAII!!!! Yuken: *giggles and twitches his neko-mimi, looking all innocent* Rukura: ICK! Who the HELL would touch HIM!? *points at Yuken* Meg: Well, you 'touched' him once... Rukura: NOT BY CHOICE, GODDAMMIT!! .... *sneezes* Yuken: *eyes Rukura venomously* Rukura: I'll be running off to Lian now... *heads for the hills as fast as his (verra' long) legs can carry him*

( 8:00 PM ) Querida, thank goodness it's not bronchitis. That's something I get a LOT, and it's not fun at all. And ten pounds? ALRIGHT! You GO, girlfriend!! *tackleglomps* You'll be okay.... I know so! ^.^

I got the "Play" cd (Moby), which came with the edit of South Side for free. Bonus, baby! ^_____^

( 7:24 AM ) Morning blog!

Well, I feel mighty stupid this morning. Yesterday, I kinda pulled a muscle in my left leg (riiight in my calf), but it stopped hurting. Woke up from a funky dream and got up to find it hurt. Now, being the idiot I am and not usually restricted by physical pain (hey, that's what ended up breaking my ankle), I went for a shower. Feeling headachey and cramped, I worked my way down the stairs, only to pull the same muscle again and fall about halfway down and land on the cat at the bottom. ^___^;;; <---- feels very dumb

*falls over* Meagen-san, you had me scared a minute there! If you had MEANT Mark, I would have had to call in paramedics and stuff to make sure you weren't doped up on anything!!!! @_@

List of kyara and colours this blog is gonna be themed on in order of layout updates: Cam/purple (this weekend, hopefully) Lucas/red (whenever) Mark/blue (whenever) Sybandial/pink (whenever) Jesse/green (whenever)

Each layout will have a background featuring the kyara, too! ^_^

I really need a life. Over and out!

( 9:51 PM ) Song lyrics... one of Cam's most recent themes! "Learn to Fly" by the Foo Fighters

Run and tell all of the angels This could take all night Think I need a devil to help me get things right

Hook me up a new revolution Cuz this one is a lie We sat around laughing And watched the last one die

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of lying Make my way back home when I learn to fly

I'm done nursing the patience I can wait one night I'd give it all away if you'd give me one last try We'll live happily ever trapped if you'd just save my life Run and tell the angels that everything's all right

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of trying Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone Try to make this life my own Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone Try to make this life my own

Looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of trying Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to...

( 7:06 PM ) Tay, I've decided the theme for my next layout... good ol' Bennett and the colour purple. How... fitting. ^__^

Now if only I can get this stupid HTML editor thing to work... *binks it*

( 11:05 AM ) Morning blog (late again)!

WHOO HOO! I GOT INTO THE ADVANCED VISUAL ART STUDIO CLASS!!! BIG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ON MR. HALL!!!!

Yeaaah, I just went to first period class this morning and got my classes for next year reviewed. Then I came home because the muscles in my abdomen are spasming and it hurts like bugger all.

To all my blogging friends; I'm gonna change the layout of this blog in the next week (I have a LOT of links to add). I'm gonna theme it around an AH kyara, so lemme know who you think would be best, please. Just post your opinion in your blog, as I read most of them daily anyway. ^__^;

( 8:23 PM ) Yeah, I've neglected my duties as a blog-person lately... I have a life, you know. (Hey, the LEAST you can do is smile and nod! T_T)

Not much is happening, really. My civics class keeps getting cancelled, so I think I'll skip it tomorrow and come home early. What else to say...? Ummm, not much.

Song of the moment: "The Kids Aren't Alright" by the Offspring. I'm on a REAL Offspring kick right now... dunno why exactly. Maybe 'cause they just amuse me. ^_^;

Grammy awards. Bleeeek. *makes a face*

Amy, kids who don't like cheese are stupid! HA HA!

( 3:33 PM ) ...afternoon.... blog!

This morning I spent the whole time trying to get my scanner to work, so thus, no morning blog. But I've got some stuff say for a change!

Today, lunch period was spent bothering Dan for the most part. He really ticked me off yesterday, and I'm extracting my revenge. So, I was making him jealous by glomping Matt at every opportunity (Matt doesn't mind too much, and he's nice to hug 'cause he's always warm.... and no, Mike, he's not my boyfriend! JUST A FRIEND!! T_T). It was rather comical. Civics class was cancelled, since Ms. Fotinos was at the Raptor's game with the people who signed up to go... the half of my class that was at school for the last three periods of the day got transferred to a Grade 12 geography class, in which was SO awkward that the teacher took pity on us and sent us all home. Redoing Angel Hunter again. This time, on the right sized paper... I'm sticking with the page layouts, tho, as I think I've got the look I want.

And, for fun! Rukura's theme song lyrics!

Home by Depeche Mode

Here is a song from the wrong side of town Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound That pounds from within and is pinning me down

Here is a page from the emptiest stage A cage or the heaviest cross ever made A guage of the deadliest trap ever laid

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong here

The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong...

Feels like home I should have known From my first breath

God sent the only true friend I call mine Pretend that I'll make amends the next time Befriend the glorious end of the line

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong here.

( 7:11 AM ) Morning Blog!

This song is tripping me out right now, but goddamn, do I love it! *grooves to "Home" by Depeche Mode* It's a really dramatic song... and it's sooooo making me think of Rukura. >_<;

It's very cold this morning. At least I think so, anyway, so I'm sitting here wearing the couch blanket as a cape. I feel like a doooork.

Meg's Art Corner (Freckle-chan, you copycat! T_T)

A special little picture; Lucas in his newest style of dress. Drool factor, out of 10? 12.

What else to say... ummm... Mom didn't leave me lunch money again. T_T;

Over and out!

( 2:12 PM ) Cam: EVERYONE RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!! THE END IS NEAR!!!!!

....yep, for the first time in YEARS, I'm the proud owner of twp pairs of blue jeans. I've not worn blue jeans since I was about 5... and these ones fit niiiiice. I have hips and a waist.... @__@

Anyway, mom and I went to Sears and then to Curry's Art Supplies. I got my two pairs of jeans, two men's dress shirts (one white, one black), a new sketchbook, 4 new warm grey prismacolors, and a new 05 pigment pen. I am a happy Meg-chan!

Blue jeans that fit... *in shock*

( 9:09 PM ) I have officially started rewriting the Chronicles of Benjamin Carter! WHIHAI! Here's a bit of what I've written so far.

Frail. Benjamin was frail. He was about 5'4, fifteen years of age, and pale. He was small and slight in build; a boy and not yet a man. Right now, he looked more fragile than he really was... curled up under the blankets of his rather small bed, bruised and crying. It was a familiar scene.

Benjamin wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand in a vain attempt to push the tears away. However, it was pointless since more just spilled down his cheeks as if to spite him and his efforts to stop them. He hated crying. Hated it. But at times like this --- only at times like this--- he couldn't help himself. He was so tired of being forced into the clutches of rich men; predators that liked their pleasure taken out on the young boys who could be bought if the price was right. He was sick of the violation and the abuse. Most of all, he was sick of his father pushing him into it. His own father. He hiccupped in his efforts to restrain his tears.

Benjamin wanted more than anything to run away. Run away to another city, another country, anywhere but where he was. Just out of the clutches of the people who hurt him so much. But he was trapped like the birds his father kept in the iron cages that lined the back yard. He was a prisoner, shackled to the bars of his perpetual cage. Derkshaw would catch him if he ran. Derkshaw always caught him.

"Damn him to hell," Benjamin thought bitterly, though he regretted thinking it for reasons he couldn't quite explain.

There was a tap of boots in the hallway, and Benjamin closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and pretended to be asleep. The heavy, even steps stopped outside his door. The door squeaked as it opened slightly.

Benjamin tried to keep his breathing slow and deep, tried not to flinch. He felt Derkshaw's gaze on him. It burned.

'Go away, papa, go away....'

The door opened a bit more, and the tap of boots carried into the room.

It would be a good half hour before Derkshaw left, the blood on his hands and shirt not his own.

( 2:28 PM ) Man, am I grateful for mom. She just brought me the most wonderful little care packet of a bottle of ibuprofen and a Terry's Dark Chocolate Orange bar. *sniffles happily* Thank you, mommie!

Amy, Amy, Amy.... you have no idea how much stress is gone already. *heavy sigh* I can't thank you enough.

Spellleeeeeeerrrr, next weekend is go for coming over to my house to watch movies! You like freaky movies, I'll make you watch freaky ANIME movies! On the roster so far: Perfect Blue and X. Maybe I'll make a trip to Roger's Video and snag Devil Man or something. But I will get you hooked. I will. Your time will come (*sings* thy will be done!).

*laughing at BMB* Yeah, Mik, you dirty minded cutie! You think those nasty thoughts about Harley! *laughing*

Oiiii, Freckle-chan... you posted a nice list of couples you like. I think for fun, I'll do the same!

Cardcaptor Sakura Touya and Yukito - kawaii! KAWAII!!!! Sakura and Tomoyo - so sue me!

Oh My Goddess! Trobadour and Urd - they were cool! Too bad he's such a dork. Keiichi and Belldandy - well, DUH!

Magic Knight Rayearth Ascot and Umi - I'm a sucker for Ascot. What a little cutie! Clef and Presea - ditto that, 'cause Clef is so cute and so short!

Dragon Half Mink and Lufa - not likely, I know, but still.

Bakuretsu Hunter Tira and Carrot - feh on Chocolate. She's not half as cool as Tira. Marron and Gateau - I don' like Gateau too much, but Marron is so hot. *_*

Ranma 1/2 Ranma and Shampoo - not likely, either, but I think Mousse is too wussy for her. I've always been a Ranma/Shampoo 'shipper.

Shamanic Princess Kagetsu and Tiara - it's a sad relationship... Sarah and Tiara - um, don't ask.

Slayers Lina and Gourry - he's so funny around her... ^__^

Sailor Moon Usagi and anyone but Mamoru! T_T; Chibi Usagi and Pelulu [Perelu, Perele] - *heehee* Cute fae-ish boy with white hair!

Neon Genesis Evangelion Shinji and Asuka - I think she really does like him. She just doesn't know how to show it. Misato and Koji - funny funny! She's a player, tho.

RPing kyara [involving mine] Cam and Mark - for obvious reasons. Rukura, Lian, and Gabby - yes, a yaoi threesome. They're all so cute. Sola [Soren] and Sybandial - so innocent and sweet. ^_^ Jyrian and Quoik - I don't talk about these two much, but their relationship is really cute. Jesse and Rach - how can I not like this? He's cute, she's cute (haha, Rach!) Lucas and Lila - I liked this possibility... too bad she's dead and we won't find out what woulda' happened. Lucas and Carter - this is a slightly more demented relationship. Cadence and Lexiel - a more intellectual relationship... even if Lexiel is kinda big on sex for sick reasons. ^_^; Cadence3 and Cam - I'm a sick, sick girl. Lucifer and Setsuko - if we get Setsuko back, then we can resume this. They're cute too. ^_^

Other Stories Kiih and Ro (from Dora's "Three O'Clock") - I don't really know why... these two just kinda hit it off in my mind. Len and Yuri (see above) - ditto the above again.

Book Series Ron and Hermione - need I explain? Sirius and Remus - again, need I explain? Lestat and Louis (Anne Rice's VC books) - strange but yummy relationship Lestat and David - intellectual and alluring. Marius and Amadeo - Stokholm syndrome. Cal and Meg (A Wrinkle in Time) - KAWAII!

That's that done. ^__^;

( 10:41 PM ) Sap warning ahead!

I have the best best friends in the whole world! My best friends are Speller and Amy!

Speller, who I know I don't mention on here too much (I'm sorry! ;_;), is the smartest person I know. She's also one of the most talented writers, too. How many people can write a whole novel before/during high school? Aside from Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, not many. And her poetry kicks ass! She has a lot of it published. She can also draw better realistic stuff than I can, which makes me mondo jealous. It's not fair, I tell you! And she must learn to watch out for Hannibal. Beware him. Speller likes pudding. And pears. Damn those pears.

Amy and I have been friends since 7th grade, when she was the "new kid". We actually first met in drama class. She ran over a possum on her way to work. Yeeeah! She, too, is an amazing writer. It's not FAIR! She came runner up in the story writing contest a while back. I was proud. And I SCREEEEEEAMED the loudest when she won the Todd Bayless award. I live to embarrass.... ^_~

I am grateful to have such good friends. I love them. This concludes the sap. ^___^;

( 9:04 PM ) Querida, you're cooler than Simon and Milo! (Personally, Milo's a tad too butch for my liking, but Simon is a cute little brit guy with the sweetest little sentiments!) ....anyway.... yes, you have a neck. I hope. ^_~

And to complete the phrase you know you have problems when...you obsess over a cartoon with no neck, no nose, and huge eyes!

( 7:29 AM ) Morning blog!

I watched Perfect Blue last night. It downright scared me! Seeing Hannibal didn't scare me, seeing the Rage; Carrie 2 didn't scare me.... but Perfect Blue DID. The "real Mima" (the one who's forever in the Cham costume) is SCARY!!! And the Mimaniac is pretty scary too. o_O Iffen you haven't seen this movie, get it. Especially if you like stuff like Neon Genesis Evangelion, X, or Serial Experiments Lain. I warn you, there's nudity, a rape scene, and a lot of gore. This movie freaked me out more than Eva did.

In other news... going to the art store tomorrow!!! And, I'm also skipping 5th period today. Maybe even 3rd, 'cause I'm stuck doing NOTHING all class anyway. -_-;

Hopefully they have the 10x15 paper I want... 'cause, you know, that being the traditional dimensions for comic drawing. Y'all knew that, right? *gives you a loooooook*

And I best be off to get ready... JA!

( 7:02 PM ) Blogger hates me.

OH! OH! EVERYONE GO READ TODAY'S BMB!!! CY AND SKIDS FOREVERRRRR!!!!

I'm having a hell of a lucky streak this week. Today, in the mail, I got an AUTOGRAPHED Simon and Milo picture, FRAMED!!! *swoons*

And I got Perfect Blue!!!!

( 5:14 PM ) Gonna go see Hannibal with Mike and Chris in about half an hour! ^__^ ( 7:21 AM ) Morning Blog!

Last night, began a really angsty RP with Cam and Mark (well, it was angsty on Cam's end). Now, I only just realized that I think up really weird stuff that follow pretty much all the major time/space/reality laws. And all on a whim and at random. It's strange. You know you study this stuff too much when.... Yep, it's not every day when I come up with plots like that puppy. Using the imprints left in the reality weave to reconstruct a Mark.... that's some strange stuff (but it actually makes sense, which is what throws me). Huh.

I feel guilty... I got mad at Amy last night. She was being a little more depressing than usual, and I just couldn't stand it. I'm sick and stressed and I don't need to boost her ego all the time.

I've had this urge for the past couple of days to draw Cam shaking Lucas by the shoulders and looking very upset while Lucas looks blank. I don't really know why.... the caption for it has been running through my head, as it is this: "What am I to you?!" Trippiness.

Well, being the idiot I am, I didn't do my civics homework. My group is gonna love me for that.... then again, they're sticking me with the job of reading the presentation on Spain because I'm the only one that knows how to speak some Spanish. *sweatdrops*

I'm having urges to draw the weirdest things.... I hate it when Cam angsts at me from his little spot in my mind.

Meg's Art Corner A really weird little picture of c3 and a Chibi Cam. C3 is drawn more in my gothic anime style than my normal one. Turned out quite well! ^_^

Over and out!

( 7:16 PM ) Neeee, imouto! If you're not gonna be doing Yunga Neko for a while, you should get a guest artist to do, like, weekly panels just until you can work on it again. *volunteers* ( 7:14 AM ) Morning blog time again, kids!

I'm feeling okay this morning, so school for me. *sigh* School is so boring. Lunch is okay, mind you, because I have (as Speller said) "so many male bitches that work" for me. ^__^

I've been doing a lot of drawing since I got those pens. It's scary... can't wait to get more! ^__^ I also gotta get me some 10 X 15 paper, 'cause that's the standard comic size. I don't feel up to fighting with printers because the size ratio on 8.5 X 11 is uneven. Screw it. I'll just redo it all on standards.

I'm having the straaangest breakfast. Pork chops. Don't ask me, it was the only thing I could find...

Song of the moment: "Cruel Angel's Thesis (Harmonia Remix)" from Evangelion. *slobbers* I forgot what a COOL remix this is!!!

Meg's Art Corner Ben Carter, looking cute and vaguely distant! (Hey, he's a Blink fan, too!) Mark makes a scarilly cute girl. o_O Appearently, so does Lucas. Onna-Cam makes me think of Rally from Gunsmith Cats for some reason.... How cliché.

Over and out!

( 5:30 PM ) Nah nah naaaah! Meg has Sympatico access!!

Anyway, Meg also got herself some niiiiice grey prismacolor pens yesterday! Meg drew some pretty pretty pictures with them, too! Meg is happy, so she is!

Meg's Art Corner With her new prismacolors in hand, Meg is proud to present her latest creations! Angelique, the evil evil bitchy whore of a Demon from AH. She's pretty, tho. ^_^; "Legacy of the Messiah" cast shot; Rukura, Lucifer, and Pandora as kids! Carter and Lucas, a strange relationship these doods have. Carter looks somewhat like Cam, doesn't he? Quoik, Meg's only fae kyara!!

( 2:25 PM ) Tiredtiredtiredtired....

At the Office Place, they have a set of 24 prismacolor markers for about 40 bucks. I WANT THEM, but mom says "no, I don't have that kind of money right now". So, what we're gonna do, is I'm gonna drag her to Curry's Art Supplies store in a few hours and see how much THEY'RE selling them for.... maybe she'll buckle and take me back to the Office Place. ^_~

I need grey markers...

...oh, note to all who talk to me at night online. I won't be on until really late 'cause the network will be down. Unless mom hooks us up with Sympatico tonight, I'll be on around 2am. *sniffles* I'm gonna be without my querida fix! *snifflesniffle*

( 8:34 PM ) Lack of bloggingness today, as you all may have noticed. Dunno why, I was home again....

song of the moment: "Under the Bridge" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I *heart* Flea.... what an AMAZING bass player. Too bad this song doesn't showcase him much. If you want good bass by the dood tho, "Californication" is an order.

*cheers* The restrictions to see Hannibal have been changed from R to AA! In other words, I can get in to see it! Heeey, Dan, Amy, Speller, anyone? Wanna come with? I warn y'all, tho, it's been said that this movie is grotesquely violent.

Tomorrow is gonna be a very busy day. I'm going into town with my mom and brother for most of the day, then it's home for a few hours (like, two), and to the mall where I shall meet with Quinn-chan and Chris to go for our ritual Riot Ink business meeting. Then I shall return from the depths of Quinn's anime/transformers shrine of a home and return to my humble lair around midnight. Then I'll prolly talk to my baaaaybeeeeee (aka: querida) for the remainder of the dark hours of the evening.

Oh! Celeb Jeopardy! Two of my faaaaavourite doods were on there! Seth Green from various shows such as Buffy, and Steven from the Barenaked Ladies! DOOD! And Seth has his hair buzzed in sooooo damn short that he looks bald. 0_o

Kick ass! 3 Doors Down are playing at the Warehouse on March 11, and tickets are only $27... man, I wanna GOOOOO!!!

( 12:37 PM ) For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say? For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know Suffered wounds test there their pride Men of five, still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die It is the last time you will Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery He hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now the will see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

( 12:17 PM ) Okay, today's guest BMB is quite good. ^__^

*points out the window* Heehee, a mini-plow!! *giggles*

song of the moment: "Sunny Came Home" by Shawn Colvin (so sue me, I like this song... ).

( 12:08 PM ) Why is it on days that it's not supposed to snow, it snows the most? We've gotten about 13 cm since last night and it's still coming down... -_-;

song of the moment: "For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica. Heeheehee....makes me think of AH. I shall post the lyrics on here later.

( 7:42 AM ) The Wheel of Excitement on Neopets loves me... I just won another 10 000 np. O_O ( 7:35 AM ) Morning blog!

Here I am, killing time while I wait for either mom to call me or for me to call mom. Stupid morons in Wal-Mart, you call the main office and ask to be patched through to Electronics, and they put you on hold and hang up on you. Figures, it was mom's boss that just did that to me. Moron.

I got slim to no sleep last night due to sickness. Man, do I hurt... I feel like my guts are being put into a dryer's spin cycle constantly. And after drinking 3 L of cranberry juice, I'm not too good right now. I'm kinda waiting for mom to call so I can ask her what to do... I dunno if I should stay home or go to school. I bet I'm missing a fair bit. Well, there's always Fiona and Harpreet to ask. ^_^;;

I bet Dan's gonna kill me if I'm off another day. Mike's prolly beaten him up a few times by now without me there.

*drums her fingers* Mom, I asked you to phone me... you've got 10 minutes, and then I phone YOU....and hope I don't get hung up on...

Oh! BmB's on it's guest week. Y'know, with guest artists doing the panels. I'm not liking it too much. Yesterday's was a tad too blunt, with not enough joke 'ahind it. Maybe next time, I'll try for a guest spot on there. I'd be sure to do something involving Cy and Skids. I love Cy and Skids. ^__^

I'm running very low on straight kyara. Querida manages to turn them all gay! *shakes her head* Bennett, Lucas, Rukura, Sy.... who next? *turns to Tiirak* Dood, you're not gay are you? Tiirak: No way. Meg: You sure?? Tiirak: Yes, I'm sure. Meg: *looks suspicious*

Mommie bought me the Silence of the Lambs yesterday. It's such a good movie, and all the better if you've read the book. The casting for the movie is very good, too... Jodie Foster makes such a cute Clarice Starling. It really pisses me off that Julianne Moore is playing Clarice in Hannibal (which comes out tomorrow, check your local listings ^_~). She is SO not Starling material. But as long as Sir Anthony Hopkins is still good ol' Hannibal Lecter the Cannibal, I'll watch it.

*calls Mom* Wow, I got through....!!! Maybe that's because I cheated and used the associates-only code. How would I know THAT? 9.9

Looks like I get to stay home again today... *feh* Boredom and a half. Amy, if you're home, feel free to phone me or something.

Over and out!

( 10:50 PM ) Yeeeeeeeee! Querida can read my mind and alter my dreamstate!!!!

No one should have to drink 2 litres of cranberry juice in 5 hours. x_X

( 9:21 AM ) Morning blog!

I'm home sick! And it's only the 4th day of semester 2. Seems that whatever the hell was wrong with me before is wrong with me again... pain hurts, you know. T_T;

I've not much to say today... doesn't that suck when you wanna say something but you're outta' stuff to say?

OH!!! GOOD NEWS! AH Issue one is officially coming along WELL! Looks like I won't have to go to version 16... ^___^

( 9:32 PM ) Rukura and Lian... I got bored and messed around with PC Paintbrush... ( 6:41 PM ) *looking from her cat CC to her mug of hot chocolate* CC is staring at the marshmellows like they're evil..... *inches away* ( 6:29 PM ) The Angel Hunter church stainglass window...? ( 4:00 PM ) Okay, I know.... I didn't blog this morning. I was running mighty late. I had to hop fences to get to school. ^_^;;;

What did I do today? Not much. I got yelled at three times and nearly booted out of my history class (why? for drawing! >.<;;), and I nearly fell asleep in comm tech. Thankfully, Mr. Dewitte let us out early.

The layouts for pages 1-4 of AH have been redone. This is version 15... and I'm LIKING it! FINALLY!

Heeey, imouto! Mercutio was the best kyara in that play. I also liked Benvolio, he was cool too (my once-best-friend Brittany took to calling me 'Volio 'cause I liked him so much). Mercutio, tho, had one hell of an attitude, and he was interesting and VERY funny. Too bad he had to die... I'm glad you liked the little snippet. Allow me to post another, just for you! ^__^ This is another bit I quite like.

Benjamin found it facinating to watch him, he was so calm and so... well, he was the very picture of freedom as far as he was concerned. Yes, that was it. Benjamin admired Lokistrant's blasé attitude towards life. Envy, almost.

When one night, Lokistrant was late on his ritual visits to the plantation, Benjamin worried. Could he have been hurt?.... no. This was Lokistrant. He didn't GET hurt. But maybe he just didn't want to see him anymore?

Abandonment. A reoccurring issue. His throat felt dry suddenly. He curled up on his bed, blond hair over his eyes, and wished for morning, when he KNEW that Lokistrant would not come. No second guessing when daylight was involved.

Minutes passed. And quite unexpectedly, Lokistrant was there, startling the boy. Leaning against the far wall, watching quietly, decked out in his usual dark reds and silvers. Benjamin sat up. "How long have you been there? You scared me!"

Lokistrant smiled his usual enigmatic smile, the impression of fangs something no longer unexpected. "Carter, deepest apologies for being so late." The smile was kind, but the voice was final, the tone stating that there was to be no questions asked. Lokistrant held out his hand to the boy. "Care to come with me into town for a while?"

( 7:45 AM ) Morning Blog, part II

Oh! I saw Cast Away over the weekend! It's SO good! Tom Hanks is a surprisingly good actor... I mean, who else can get away with talking to a volleyball so convincingly? And we all know that Amy likes to imagine him naked (Tom, not the volleyball). You should all go see it! NOW!!!! That's an order!

Heehee, now a little quote for fun from a story I am going to re-write.

Benjamin stared across the table at the stranger, worried. The man seemed in his twenties, if that, and had long brown hair that spilled over his shoulders and down his back. His eyes were an unnatural ruby red, and they were very intelligent eyes. Benjamin had learned early in life to be cautious, especially with the smarter ones.

The man crossed his hands on the table in front of him, casual. "Benjamin Carter, correct?"

Benjamin could dect a vague, though unrecognizable, accent. "Yes sir."

"You're fifteen?"

"Yes sir."

"Such a shame to see someone so young forced into... what you're familiar with."

Benjamin sunk down in his chair. "Why are you here? Why did you pull me away from papa?"

To match Benjamin's withdraw from the table, the man leaned forward, and smiled. Benjamin could have sworn he saw fangs. "You remind me of someone."

( 7:22 AM ) Morning blog!

Man, do I feel WEIRD this morning. I'm not sure why, exactly, but I just feel weird. I dunno. I think a certain spiritie dood slept in my bed with me last night.... *points at Bennett* 'Cause I actually slept.

Last night, during a particularly good RP, my ISP died and wouldn't let me back on. I wasn't happy. It was getting SO good, too... *pouts*

I'm so quickly out of things to say.... ^____^;;

O'er an' out!

( 11:17 AM ) Meg's random contemplations I'm considering re-writing Carter's story, which ties in with a fair bit of Lucas' story. Been considering it for a while... Carter's got some serious problems, and he's fun to write because he's so screwed up. He's got a really weird past. His dad was SUCH a jerk.... and up until becoming a vampire, Carter was good little Bennie; never had the nerve to fight his father. *ponders* It's an interesting story. Maybe I'll start on it again after I get home from seeing Cast Away.... ( 10:56 PM ) Okay, people, special announcement!!!!!!! Congrats to Bennett and niichan on the birth of their daughter, Candra Arael Bennett! ^___^ ( 3:32 PM ) Woohoo! I got switched from Casement's class to Apostolou's class! Hooray!!! And I am already SO ahead of all the people in my comm tech class. I seem to be the only one who knows how to use Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, Publisher, and Premier, as well as Quark and a few other programs. Damn, am I ahead. *_* ( 7:36 AM ) Morning blog!

Wow, I only slept 3 hours and I feel okay.... *falls out of her chair laughing at today's BmB* Cy and Skids are a riot! I hope they do turn out as a couple! *laughing*

New semester starts today. I'm not too happy about this, as I have history and math this semester, and history is my homeroom class. With Mr. Casement. *cries* NOOOO!!! If I get called by my last name ONCE in his class, I'm gonna commit suicide (okay, not really).

My room is now a nice shrine of large wall hangings. On the walls around my bed, I have three Card Captor Sakura wallscrolls (two anime, one manga), and one kick-ASS Prozzak Saturday People promo poster. Thank you, John. *smilesmilesmile*

On Neopets, I am neopoor. Looks like my pets are gonna be eating at the soup kitchen a lot. -_-;

Meg's Art Corner! I know, I've not done much in the way of art lately. You know what's weird? I tend to draw more in school than at home. I think it's because I'm around so many people. Cam's SD Panther form, doodled in MS Paint. I was bored, okay? And it DID turn out cute. Part of my MS Paint family portrait. I still have to finish the pictures for John and Dani, and the kids too if I have enough willpower after screwing around with the stupid program afterwards.

Song of the moment: "When Doves Cry (Fatboy Slim remix) by Depeche Mode and Prince. I love this... don't ask me why. ^_^;

Quote of the moment: "Listen sister, if I want your opinion, I'll BEAT it out of you!" -- Elvira, Mistress of the Dark

Okay, that's it for now. Ja matta ne! *disappears in purple smoke*

( 12:38 PM ) Song of the moment: "Misere by Andrea Bocelli and John Miles. I have a very....expansive taste in music. So sue me. *sings along* ( 11:45 AM ) To Chris-kun: Dooood, I don't hate you, and I'm not mad at you..... jus' chill, man. S'your blog, you can say what's on your mind...

I got my pretty pretty new cladagh ring in the mail yesterday! *kisses said ring* Mi querida gave it to me!! Isn't that sweet? ^__^

I have come to the conclusion that Cam would make a really scary bad guy. Like, not c3... but if CAM were bad. He'd be scary. I mean, he's already got some issues with where his loyalty lies... and he's pretty much infinite in power. Not to mention, after being killed about 200 times, I think he knows the painful ways to kill people. Wonder if niichan (currently my neechan) sees this? Well, at least now he knows about Cam's possibilities for becoming nothing more than a lethal weapon.

I have three neopets! My blue wocky named Cadence, my green shoyru named Lokistrant, and my yellow eyrie Poyania! ^__^

"My December" is © Linkin Park. The art is mine. Don't take. Information on the layout is thus; this is Damien McKinnley, a character of mine whom I've been roleplaying for a little over a year now. He's Simon McKinnley's oldest child, and he's kinda angsty and depressive. Art done in paintchat and added some snow in Photoshop.

Name: Meg Graham AKA: DJ Rabid Armadillo Age: 17 Birthday: May 1st Identifies as: a depressive and obsessive compulsive bisexual artist and writer Hair: black Eyes: grey Bands: Depeche Mode, Iron Maiden Movies: Fight Club, Velvet Goldmine, Hedwig and the Angry Inch Books: As I Lay Dying, Harry Potter, Fight Club, A Clockwork Orange, and the Repairman Jack series. Anime: Fruits Basket, Kare Kano Manga: Fruits Basket, Kare Kano Artists: Takaya Natsuki, H.R Giger, Tony, Firefly Family: Tony, Julian, Dora, Poe, Mina Lives for: Firefly, art, music

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Felinette Month Day 16

Parents

Based off of this and this by @ko-chan-the-blueberry-donut

——

Felix brushed his finger against the silky fabric in his bag, anxiously awaiting Marinette’s arrival.

He would have to be an idiot to say he didn’t have a crush on the girl, but it did concern him that it had taken him this long to initiate a friendship with her.

Today was her middle name day, and he had made her a gift, a pink patchwork elephant.

Before he could get too caught up in his thoughts, Marinette barreled into him, sending them both onto the ground.

“Hi Felix!”

“Hello Marinette. Lovely day, isn’t it?” Felix looked away so as not to think about how close their faces were.

“Yeah, it’s really nice.” She crawled off of him and stood, offering him a hand.

“Thank you,” He stuck a hand in his bag, pulling out the lopsided pachyderm, “and happy middle name day.”

She accepted the stuffed creature and looked at it.

“I saw a pattern for it online and I knew you liked pink, and your love language has always seemed to be gifts so I thought you would like it. If you don’t, I can take it back; I’ll buy you some fabric or a new sketchbook instead.” He was rambling, a usual nervous habit of his.

“Actually Felix, I-” An alarm sounded far off in the distance, and Marinette froze.

“I have to go.” She turned around and began running to the bakery.

She hates it.

Felix groaned and pressed the heels of his hands against his eyelids, toppling onto the nearby bench.

Thank heavens the park was empty so he could have his outburst in peace.

He felt an odd shock go through him, but thought nothing of it.

Probably just the mild self hatred.

“Daddy? Are you sleeping?”

Felix peeked through his fingers to see a little six year old, staring at him with a tilted head.

“I’m not your father, little girl. You should probably leave, there’s an akuma attack going on.”

“Is that why I’m here, Daddy?” The girl persisted.

Felix rose and looked at the girl fully, about to remind her yet again that he was not her dad, but then stopped.

The girl had pale, pale blue hair, tied into braided pigtails with a fabric reminiscent to the tie he was wearing today. She had a lavender vest on and a matching pale yellow skirt.

However, the thing that caught his eye was the too-familiar hand sewn elephant clutched to her chest.

Of course she gave it away as soon as she could.

He sighed. “Who are you, girl?”

She straightened, a fierce expression on those bright blue eyes.

“My name’s Felicity Angelica Culpa.”

“Culpa?”

She grinned, showing a space between her teeth. “Yup!”

“You’re my daughter from the future, brought to me by the akuma.”

“Uh huh.”

“May I see that elephant?”

She handed it over. “It’s Momma’s, I’m not supposed to take it outside; the akuma was an accident.”

“I’m sure your mother will forgive you.” He turned the elephant onto its side, revealing a date sewn onto it. Today’s date.

“What does this date mean?”

“It’s when Momma says she stopped being denser than an Agreste.” She explained, sitting next to him.

“Fitting.”

“Daddy, what’s an Agreste?”

“A very silly person, Felicity.” He replied, handing her the elephant.

She pouted. “That’s what you said last time, too.”

The two sat and chatted, and Felix felt immensely disappointed as the magical ladybugs covered him and his future daughter.

The disappointment soon turned to surprise as Felicity remained sitting next to him.

She looked around, then at Felix. “Why am I still here?”

Felix puzzled over that for a moment, soon coming to a slightly concerning conclusion.

“The akuma is in your time, not mine, so you have to stay here until your Ladybug fixes it.”

Looks like he would have to be a parent.

—

Luckily enough, the school didn’t mind that he had brought in his future daughter.

“She’s so cute!” Allegra squealed, swinging her around.

“Yeah, I’m still surprised you can actually repro-“ Claude was cut off by Mercury slamming a hand to his mouth.

“Not in front of the kid!” He hissed.

“Uncle Claude and Uncle Mercury are silly.” Felicity declared, to the agreement of Allegra.

Almost the instant class began, Felicity tugged on his sleeve.

“Daddy, I need to use the restroom.”

He nodded. “Do you think you can find it or should I take you?”

She squared her shoulders. “I can find it.”

Felix set her off, devoting the rest of his attention to calculus.

——

It was almost lunch break. Felicity still wasn’t back.

Did her Ladybug cast the cure while she was on her way to the bathroom?

Did she get kidnapped?

What if she wandered out of school?

As soon as the bell rang, Felix shot from his chair and bolted through the hallways.

“Felicity? Felicity?”

“Daddy?” The baby blue hair Felix had so painstakingly tied into a bun was visible from across the school.

“Felicity!” He fell to his knees and embraced her, a few rouge tears falling from his face. “I thought you ran off.”

“No, I’m okay! I was just visiting Momma!.”

Felix’s eyes scanned the class, landing on the familiar pigtails he saw every afternoon.

“Okay, let’s go now. It’s time for lunch.”

“Yay!” She bounded after him, oblivious the many stares following her and Felix.

———

That morning, Felicity was gone.

Felix couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness at the loss of his daughter, dispute the fact she was going home to a him that was better suited to parenting.

He walked to school alone, something that he had done every day, but even that one day walking with Felicity made it better.

He went through all his classes as he usually did, but without those five minute before class with Felicity, the day felt dull.

However much the day seemed to trudge on, it was over faster than he expected.

As he prepared his things for the walk home, a series of pattering steps sounded from the hallway, getting louder and louder by the second before stopping.

“Hey Felix,” Allegra teased, “your girlfriend’s here.”

Marinette was standing in the doorway, blushing like a rose. Her fists her clenched at her sides and she was looking down.

“Marinette... why are you-“

“I love the elephant!” She shouted. “It was really sweet of you to do that and it’s adorable.”

A tension was realesed from Felix’s shoulders. “Thank you.”

“Do you want to go out on a date with me sometime? I have tickets for a Jagged Stone concert, I don’t know if it’s your thing or not, but it’s today, and...”

Felix smiled. “I would love to.”

She looked up and Felix could see the faint tears in her eyes. “Really?”

“Of course.”

She grinned, lunging forward to grab his arm. “Come on! It’s in like twenty minutes and it’s a thirty minute walk!”

Felix allowed himself to be pulled out of class, ignoring Claude’s catcalls.

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The concert was lovely, but the walk back to Marinette’s home was much better.

The two walked hand in hand, both trying to tame feirce blushes.

“I’ve been carrying it around.” Marinette confessed, looking at Felix. “The elephant.”

She pulled it out, showing it to Felix.

“I just couldn’t bring myself to put it down.”

A passing car illuminated the elephant just enough for Felix to make out an addition.

“Is that... yesterday’s date?”

“Yeah, it’s when I realized I liked you as more than just a friend.”

“It’s when Momma says she stopped being denser than an Agreste.”

Felix stopped.

“Wait. You- Felicity- mother?” Words poured out of his mouth of his mouth of their own accord.

She laughed and pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Better start praying I’m not an utter failure as a mom, huh?”

He forced himself to overcome the shock of the kiss and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

“Judging by how amazing our daughter is at six years old and how much time we have to prepare, I believe we wil be exquisite parents.”

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amintyworld · 3 years ago

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Wilbur shot up quickly, looking around him in confusion. "TOMMY?"

Tomm turned to Techno with a smug grin, pointing towards Wilbur with his thumb. "Told ya."

Techno nodded his head with a chuckle. "Ya guess you did."

"Whats going on?! Tommy are you ok?" Wilbur was quick to walk towards the teenie concern. The concern angering Tommy slightly, seeing as he could protect himself.

"Yes i'm fine! I'm not in danger. You have no faith in me!" Tommy pouted, Techno ruffling his blonde locks causing Tommy to swat his hand away.

"Gee you're a gremlin at all times in the day, huh," Techno snickered, looking over to a realized Wilbur who was now smiling as well. Wilbur had completely forgotten about all the burdens and problems he had inbyjay very moment. "So, Dad sent letters back."

Wilbur perked up, as he walked closer to Techno. "May I read them?"

"After we eat, yes."

"why not while we eat?"

"because then you'll be distracted."

Wilbur nodded his head in understanding as the three boys all walked into the kitchen. The smell of coffee and pancakes filled the air, Tommy's stomach growling to the sweet aroma. He missed Tech's cooking greatly. The piglin may not look it, but he was a fantastic cook. Best cook in the world in Tommy's opinion. he pulled never tell anyone that, though.

"Coffee cups?" Wilbur asked as he looked around un hopes of having some sort of caffeine in his system.

"Water!" Techno handed Wilbur a glass filled with water, Wilbur mumbling something incoherent before hesitantly taking the glass from Techno.

After they had all eaten, Tech had grabbed each of the letters and handed them to Wilbur. "Want to read them after me, Tommy?"

The blonde wasn't sure as to how to answer, making Wilbur start to read them aloud.

- anarchy ajenjrjrt we can just skip over what the letters say if you want to.

(We can show a little of the letters, no worries! Plus I have plenty of ideas! :D)

"Tech, I'm glad that the crow I sent helped lead you in the right direction, to be honest it's hard to tell with that murder sometimes. You know I don't mean to overwhelm you, but you were a bit blunt in your last letter. How are they doing, really? Are they hurt? Does Wil still have his guitar? I've been working on an extra to send him in case. Did Tommy have that extra growth spurt? I bet he's as tall as Wilbur now. Either way, please make sure to update me and make sure to tell them I miss em and I love them. Love, Philza"

"Update: I've reached the mountains now, and with Wilbur's directions I should arrive in a month or so. I'll try to write every day until then. L'manburg... what a strange name for a place you grow to love. At least it has a bit more flavor than when you were their age, huh? Antarctic Empire was a bit on the nose if you ask me. Did you know I still have that photo of when I brought Tommy home? You and Wil didn't know the first thing about babies. He loved both of you though, even then. Ruffle Tommy's hair up a little, I know despite what he tells everyone he loves the gesture. Oh, and make sure to tell Wilbur not to worry - after all, we're behind him 100%. He always seemed to worry a bit too much, yeah? By the way, don't forget about yourself. I'm sending a bit of that tea blend I made that you liked. Don't forget to breathe, Techno. I know it gets hard sometimes. Thinking of you, all of you. Love, Philza"

"Well, I'm glad you found them when you did. Make sure they get some rest and eat - get Wilbur away from the fucking caffine, gods. I agree that I think it's best for you to go back with them, they need the help and I don't think I'll get there in time for us to meet up and take that tyrant down properly. Trust your instincts, make a plan, and keep an eye on them. I'll try to see if I can make some shortcuts and get there faster to help. I'm already flying by day and resting at night when I can to pick up the pace, but the deeper I get into the forest the thicker it gets. Be careful and take care of each other. If Tommy needs it - I know it helped a while ago - I've attached something to help if things get rough. I love you. - Phil"

#minty answers #anarchy collab #anarchy anon

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innittowinit · 4 years ago

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Abandoned amusement parks are the best place for young children (chapt. 8)

AO3

Fic summary:

Techno, Tommy, Wilbur and Phil have been hanging out at the abandoned amusement park in the woods since they moved in. Techno likes knowing he's definitely alone with his brothers Tommy likes climbing on the old rides Wilbur likes having a place to play his music Phil likes spending time with his younger brothers

That is, until a group of brothers calling themselves the 'dream team' move in down the road. Will the sleepy boys give in and share the park or will they succeed in scaring the new kids off?

Chapter summary:

Techno talks it out with Phil

Chapter word count: 2054

Techno took a deep breath as he opened the front door, by now the sun was setting, it was about the time they would normally start heading home from the park but today wasn’t like other days. How could he stay and have fun when two thirds of the people who he loved most were at home? How could he have fun knowing Phil was probably beating himself up over what had happened?

Of course Techno’s heart still ached, his throat felt dry and he had a pit at the bottom of his stomach that craved for satisfaction. He needed to know why Phil had said those things, he needed to know if he was actually that annoying, he needed to know if Phil really thought he was just choosing not to speak.

When he had finally found him, Wilbur’s hand clasped in his own, not wanting to risk letting go in case something bad would happen with him too, Phil was sitting on the sofa. Even though the tv was on, playing some random game show, he didn’t seem to watch it. One hand was clasped over his temples and the other was rested on top of his phone, presumably so he could know right away if Wilbur or Techno messaged him.

The twins stood silently in the doorway, neither one wanting to make a noise.

Techno felt horrible. Phil looked horrible. The amount of guilt he felt for being the reason he felt so bad was immeasurable.

“Wil, is it okay for you to wait in the hallway?”

His voice was almost a whisper but it was enough to break Phil out of his trance-like state. Wilbur seemed to think about it for a second before nodding, sometimes on bad days Wil couldn’t bear to leave his side at all, even insisting on scooching in beside him at bedtime. Today wasn’t one of those days though, Wilbur wasn’t the one who had got upset.

Once Wil was outside and the door was shut, Techno went and sat silently besides Phil. He wasn’t good with words, it was ironic since he was so good at English in school but on the spot he just couldn’t set his thoughts up to form the words he needed. It probably wasn’t even to do with his anxiety issues, he just couldn’t think on the spot. For a moment he considered bringing it up with his and Wilbur’s therapist but quickly decided it wasn’t worth it since in movies and tv shows so many people without issues said they struggled with it too.

Maybe quick thinking was just a skill he needed to practice.

“Are you okay Tech’” Phil finally broke his silence as he stared straight down at their feet

“Been better but yeah I’m alright. You okay Phil”

“Been better too”

After a brief sigh from Phil, the room fell back into silence, neither of them daring to look the other in the eye.

“I put Tommy to bed, the splinter wasn’t too bad. I don’t think Mum and Dad will be home until eleven at least so i can get you and Wil something else to eat, Tommy had a ready meal from the fridge”

“It’s okay” God he felt so guilty, why was he always putting pressure on his brother? He should have come home with them, he should have helped with Tommy. He needed to apologise to Tommy too, he should have never left him.

He never wanted Tommy to find out just how messy family could get.

“I don’t think I’m that hungry, I’ll make myself something if I need” he was lying, it was so obvious and yet he didn’t care. He just wanted to stop being such a burden, he needed to stop putting so much strain on his brother.

“I'll help get Tommy ready for school in the morning and I’ll try extra hard in speech therapy but Phil you know I don’t choose this right? You know I wanted to call for you right? I kept thinking ‘Phil’s gonna get here soon’ and when you got there I was so happy, I knew you’d be able to handle it. Phil I’m so sorry, I know I’m a lot and i can be difficult to deal with but i promise i’m trying to get better”

The words kept coming and coming, they were spilling out of him like a broken faucet but he needed them out, he needed to be honest right now or else he’d never feel right.

“God fuck, Techno” Phil sounded hurt, like he was watching a puppy die or something. More than anything, he didn’t sound happy.

“Tech’ I know you can’t help it, I know you would have called for me if you could have. I’m so so sorry if i ever made you feel like you need to apologise; what happened today was completely my own fault”

For the second time that day, he was pulled into a hug but he didn’t mind it. Although he was never one for useless affection, he didn’t like greeting hugs or random cuddles, sometimes Wilbur’s clinginess even pissed him off but he could hardly hold that against him, he knew it wasn’t his fault, he loved affection at times when he really needed it.

“I shouldn’t have yelled at you, I got so worried about them hurting Tommy that it didn’t even occur to me that it was you who I was directing my anger at. It sounds disgusting to say out loud but I just know I chose something that would cut deep and i...i just said it. I didn’t even think about it. I was so upset that Tommy got such a minor injury, I felt guilty for not being there earlier and I just- Fuck Techno I’m so sorry- I felt guilty for not being there so I took it out on the reason I wasn’t there”

Techno nodded, it hurt to hear, he didn’t like having to face the fact that Phil struggled with things too, he didn’t like knowing Phil just jabbed at what was easiest.

“Tech’ I need you to know I didn’t mean what I said, i’m well aware you couldn't call, I don’t see anything about you as a problem, I think you’re amazing and strong and honestly I’m jealous of how well you can handle things, I just try to act as close to an adult as I can and pretend to know what I’m doing, you always seem to have things figured out”

Okay, so maybe he hadn’t been expecting that. Why was Phil, of all people, jealous of him? Phil, who rose up and took care of his younger brothers when their parents worked insane hours to keep a roof over their heads, Phil, who despite all the tantrums and tears, had never once given up on his brothers, Phil, who showed Techno what it meant to love someone with all your heart, without it even needing to be romantic love.

Phil, who had done all those amazing things, was jealous of Techno, who couldn’t talk to anyone outside of a few select people.

It made absolutely no sense to him.

“..Okay”

Pathetic. Phil had poured his heart out but he was struggling to form a sentence, he just needed a moment to sort his thoughts out, Which were graciously provided by Phil, who sat and smiled patiently as Techno organised the words in his mind.

“I think you’re probably the kindest person i’ve ever met. I know it’s a lot taking care of us all, and you don't need to be humble about it because I know we do put you under a lot of stress, but we all love you so much and you’ve had such a positive impact on all of us. Me and Wil are both kinda messed up but I dread to think what we could have been like if we never had you, and Tommy’s so lucky he has a proper role model. I’m gonna be so grateful forever that he’s..normal”

The hug loosened a bit and Phil tucked some of Techno’s hair behind his ear, he was biting his lip and his brows were furrowed in thought, all the while his eyes still seemed kind and loving, showing Techno just how important this conversation was.

“Tech’ I know what you mean but just because Tommy doesn’t have anything like what you two have, that doesn’t make you any less normal.”

He sucked in a breath and seemed to think over his next few words carefully

“Listen, as long as you aren’t being hurt by it, I have absolutely no problem with our house being a little different to others just to keep you two comfortable. I’m well aware you’ll need to be over this by the time you’re trying to find work but that’s not something for me to try and force you into. You’re still 13 and leaving home is a long way away so as long as you’re making a little progress, I’ll stay off your back.”

He was being hugged again and for the first time since the incident earlier that day, he didn’t feel angry or upset, instead he felt loved.

“I love you Phil” He finally choked out after what felt like an eternity of being silent

“I love you so much, you do so much for us”

“I love you too Tech’, I do everything I do because I love you, you mean the world to me. I really hope you can forgive me for what i said, genuinely I know i shouldn’t have said it”

Techno nodded, burying his face back into Phil’s shoulder as he grinned. He had the best family, hands down.

“Of course I forgive you, can I get Wilbur in here? He’s been waiting in the hallway this entire time”

Phil snorted at that, he had assumed Wil had gone to bed but now that he thought about it that didn’t make sense considering Techno was down here. Before he could answer, Techno had already gone to the door to get Wilbur, who latched right onto him, probably since they had been apart for so long.

“I say we watch a film” The oldest grinned at his two younger brothers “come here you two,

I’ll order a pizza, you two choose the film”

In the end they watched ‘your name’, apparently Techno hadn’t seen it, which shocked Wilbur beyond belief since it was his favourite movie. Their interactions were quite sweet honestly, as Phil waited with an ear out for the door, he watched as Wil would get excited and almost spoil scenes as soon as they started to play, only stopping when Techno would gently pull him back to the seat.

The pizza had arrived about an hour into the movie, since Tommy was in bed and these two were both pretty mature, he let them eat in the living room, sighing in content, to himself when he realised they had solved today's problems in a fairly grown-up way. It made him feel like he was doing something right.

Eventually Wilbur and Techno fell asleep, resting against each other. No doubt they’d wake up with a sore back but Phil neither had the heart to wake them or the muscles to move them, so once the empty pizza box was thrown away, he tucked them under a blanket, left the tv on in low volume, and turned off the light, making his way to bed himself.

Families could get messy, but they’d always clean up after themselves.

Bonus:

“Tommy please sit still”

Techno sighed as he attempted to comb through his brother’s hair and make him look presentable. After everything from last night, Techno had decided to help out more, not from guilt but from a place of love for his older brother. He didn’t want Phil to get to a place that would cause him to lash out since there was no way he could be happy like that.

That being said, Tommy was incredibly difficult this early in the morning.

Honestly Techno didn’t blame him. It was incredibly early.

“Tommy you can have the chocolate cereal you like if you just sit still and let me comb your hair”

That worked.

#au #fanfic #hurt/ comfort #technoblade #wilbur soot #philza #tommyinnit #sleepyblr #sbi #sleepy bois inc

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pkmnsdarkqueen · 5 years ago

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All Karen ships rated (update)

Original here

I did this like a few months after making this account, and I thought it’d be fun to go back and re look at my ratings

Also since this one isn’t a dare to rate EVERY ship I am cutting out the protag/companion section since they’re all underaged and the original ratings reflected thus wiht them all being a no. Also getting rid of ones where she’s with a pokemon.

Finally I’m gonna add some ones I like to the very end

strike through=my side commentary, trying to be funny italicized=if asked I’d be down to rp it mostly just to see how/it it’d work bold=ship name and who in it to help you find a certain ship highlights=they are grouped up, again in case you want to find that one ship * by ship name=Super random ships I find kinda wild ! by ship name=Dramatic change to original rating

ships on ‘never ending romance’ website.

Karen w/ a Villian:

! 180Shipping - Karen & Shelly -2 bad a ladies over here kicking butt and being fashionable heck yes, but also Karen is an awful swimmer so let the cute romance ensue 8/10

*AphoticShipping - Saturn & Karen-Karen would find it fun to mess with from time to time, and maybe could work. 5/10

*AtrociousShipping - Karen & Mars-I mean possible, but also Mars is really kinda child like so Karen may just want to protect her instead. 4/10

BarghestShipping - Karen & Lavana-I feel like it’d be like shipping Karen with a cheerleader…an evil cheerleader. 2/10

! DarkIntentionShipping - Giovanni & Karen-Tbh yeah I like it. Just depends though because again she grew up with Silver who she is like a mom (or older sis some days) to, so that would have to be worked out. Plus she’s kinda miffed he left Silver from seeing how much it hurt him. But also hateship to romance, basically I’ve been giving this one more thought and it could be heckin cute. 9/10

*IcePinkShipping - Karen & Lovrina-No too whinney and arrogant for Karen. 0/10

***ImperiousShipping - Hunter J & Karen-Oh dear gosh no, haaaard no, And before you ask about Twist!verse they’d be both too emotionally closed. -50/100

! KariShipping - Courtney (Magma) & Karen- Been thinking about this one too and the more i think about it the less I see it. Both are too closed/awkward. 1/10

LiaisonShipping - Petrel & Karen-Kinda cute in a way with them balancing each other out. It’s like obvious psycho with subtle psycho, and seems fun. 8/10

! PaybackShipping - Archer & Karen- Briefly had a little shipping with this and tbh really enjoyed it. If in an au just the dynamic of the couple in 101 Dalmatians would be these two. In main verse you could have them sneaking the romance and such to not get caught. Also evil Karen? Or good Archer? 9/10

PerishSongShipping - Proton & Karen-He’s a bit reactive for her, and cocky though maybe she’d balance him out? 5/10

! StrangeloveShipping - Domino & Karen-…I dunno why she makes me think of sailor moon, but she does Evil Karen? then ye this could work and be fun, maybe Twist!verse would even work. 8/10

TenebrousShipping - Ariana & Karen-I find it funny the team Karen was vaguely a part of, and now is a part of her life she works so hard to distance from is the one she’s shipped with ALOT. Oh and Galactic of all things is second most common for some reason. Also eh on this one. Ariana has that mom vibe, and Karen distances herself from that usually. 3/10

Karen w/ gym leader:

*BerthierShipping - Cress & Karen-I dunno because he seems like a 16 year old teen to me, but their personalities would work, so maybe. 5/10

BittersweetShipping - Karen & Whitney-Hm I can think of some interesting plots with Karen’s early elite four days as when they meet. Not sure what they’d have in common though. 4/10

! BracknellShipping - Gardenia & Karen-Karen likes grass tyoes and Gardenia has that somewhat wild side that Karen likes I can see them spending late nights camping after exploring all day. 8/10

***ChalcedoniteShipping - Karen & Roxanne-Isn’t she like 16? Also I feel Karen would just see her as a spunky kid 0/10

! CockroachShipping - Burgh & Karen-Can we appreciate the name please…..Ok cool. Ok but Karen trying to learn how to paint the normal way and showing Burgh how to do spray paint work or paint a motorcycle? Look I think they’d be cute. 8/10

! ColdNightShipping - Candice & Karen-Yes, double yes. Candice talking about the pressure of having the meeting point of dialgia, palkia, and giratina so close plus the regi temple, and lake acuity. Like the pressure of keeping all of these legendary places safe is alot of pressure. Then Karen knowing about ho-oh and wanting to keep them safe, anyways they can bond ina . cool way. 10/10

*DarkActShipping - Brycen-Man & Karen-Not Brycen, Brycen-Man. I really dunno because I feel like it’d be too close to the Masked Man for her to be comfortable. 2/10

DarkalleyShipping - Volkner & Karen-Hmmmmm maybe, but also I feel Volkner needs a more high energy person, so 3/10. As the toxic relationship their a part of in some hallmark like plot though 10/10

DarkGaleShipping - Karen & Winona-A possibility, but I kinda see them as friends just chillin watchin clouds. 3/10

*DarkHarvestShipping - Cilan & Karen-Didn’t know Karen was popular with the trio, but ok. Anyways if he’s alot like he is in the anime thats gonna be a hard no. otherwise, eh maybe? 4/10

DarkMarshShipping - Karen & Sabrina-Friends I think. Like they’d be comfortable around each other, but no spark in that way. 1/10

ElectricDarknessShipping - Elesa & Karen-I sort of want it just because while Karen dresses nice she is a tomboy meaning the clashes about fashion or manners would be great. 8/10

FightNightShipping - Karen & Maylene-If they were in the plot of a secret fight club, a hard yes. Otherwise, I don’t see it. 1/10

GabbroShipping - Brock & Karen-I want to see Brock do his whole freak out just to write Karen’s way to shoot him down. After all romance takes awhile for, and if aggressive is your first interaction it scares her. Though he does stand down after being rejected so she’d respect that, and maybe think about giving a chance. 5/10

GothShipping - Clair & Karen-Popular yes, but I like the Cynthia, Karen, Clair girl squad dynamic so much more. 2/10

ImpShipping - Karen & Valerie-Karen being vastly confused but fascinated by the antics of Valerie sounds cute. 7/10

InsectQueenShipping - Karen & Viola-The plots would be cute knowing Karen’s quirks with cameras. 8/10

LamentShipping - Flannery & Karen-Idk due to lack of things to connect on overriding if personalities would work. 3/10

LiptonShipping - Jasmine & Karen-I wanna say no cause I think she’d be too sweet for Karen, but also yes because she can get super intimidating and tiny Jas actually wearing the pants in their relationship sounds interesting 5/10

**MortelleShipping - Fantina & Karen-Naw…to much flash and show for Karen, but maybe contest mentor. Also Karen has a vendetta against Amity Square for it’s selectiveness of ‘cute pokemon’. 0/10

! NightsongShipping - Falkner & Karen-The name of this ship is amazing, but Falkner is like one of those characters who gets shipped aorund with EVERYONE like really it’s kinda ridiculous and I’m tired of him just beign thrown at everyone 2/10

! PaintedLadyShipping - Bugsy & Karen-How is this one not for Burgh? Yeah no he’s just too much like a kid. 0/10

RafureShipping - Erika & Karen-…can their Vileplume’s fall in love instead? I’m 10/10 for that. Between them 2/10

RiddlesInTheDarkShipping - Blaine & Karen-…Eh…or we could not, and maybe they just are friends. I don’t really see romance blooming there. 0/10

SchwarzFlashShipping - Lt. Surge & Karen-Them both having PTSD? Maybe helping each other? I mean I wouldn’t mind giving it a shot. 7/10

ScotopiaShipping - Karen & Skyla-Maybe too much spunk like Rosa, but Karen would admire her determination. 4/10

SilkShipping - Janine & Karen-No pls. I see Karen as her unofficially adopted big sis, and find that adorable. 0/10

! UnderworldShipping - Morty & Karen- So far this has proven to be a hard no, and tbh I kinda like it better that way. 0/10

***WhiteMoonShipping - Pryce & Karen-Even in a verse he wasn’t The Masked Man imma give this a hard no. 0/10

Karen w/ an elite:

AphroditeShipping - Koga & Karen -He’s like her dad…so…no. -50/10

BadRomanceShipping - Grimsley & Karen-Bad romance is a good title cause I feel it’d be a rough start. 10/10

*BlackGlacierShipping - Glacia & Karen-Tbh not sure if they have much at all in common. 1/10

BlackiceShipping - Karen & Lorelei-Ok maybe because they have some similarities, but tbh I like the older gal pal bond alot. 5/10

DarkEliteShipping - Sidney & Karen-A more punk relationship in this elite match-up, but I could see it working. 10/10

DarkKnightShipping - Wikstrom & Karen-Again the title tho! I mean yeah I think I could see it from her finding him quirky, but in a good way. Although they have wildy different aesthetics so it’d depend on interpretations. Right now I do love the dynamicKaren has with a Wikstrom account. 8/10

DelilahShipping - Bruno & Karen-Eh maybe? I like the uncle and niece bromance they have tho. 4/10

! DementiaShipping - Lucian & Karen-I feel like they’d either clash or hit it off with no inbetween. I Still stand by this but I think they’d everntually fall for each other. 9/10

DisownShipping - Agatha & Karen-NOOOOO don’t make Gma relationship sexy! -50/10

! HellaFineEliteShipping - Karen & Malva- Ok so came back, and yeah I could see it, but depends on interpretations again because they could just more easily spark into a fight or if the first interaction went sour not give it another shot. 5/100

IntuitiveShipping - Siebold & Karen-Actually had a rp with them shipped, was Twist!verse tho giving Siebold that rescuer mentality which helped. In general though I kinda want to see it. 7/10

LambentShipping - Flint (elite) & Karen-Hm. Maybe? Like, ok the dynamic personality helps, but also would be a slow burn. 5/10

MasakudoShipping - Will & Karen- I love it in some ways, but I also feel as though they’ve see so much of each other’s absolute worst sides it wouldn’t work. ???/10

! NightmareShipping - Karen & Phoebe-Eh they’d be good friends but I can’t see them really hitting it off as far as things they have in common. 3/10

NoWeaknessShipping - Karen & Shauntal-Ok bumbling dork sounds cute, and her defending from Grimsley’s teasing sounds cute, and great now I find this cute. 8/10

RhymeShipping - Aaron (elite) & Karen-…ArE thEsE tWo ONly ShIPpeD cAUsE thEiR NAmEs RhYmE?! Jokes on you because imagine them working out together, or exploring the woods, or yeah let’s ship this! 8/10

ShootingStarShipping - Drake (Orange) & Karen-Hm, I mean I would like to see it before going anywhere with it. 4/10

SuckerPunchShipping - Marshal & Karen-…I see it more than Bruno, but also feel as though they could clash some how personality wise. I’d like to see a plot for it though. 4/10

TerrifyingShipping - Caitlin & Karen-They both have awful sleep schedules so I feel like trying to get a time they’re both awake would be a problem, and personality wise would clash. 1/10

Karen w/ a champion:

BoadiceaShipping - Cynthia & Karen-I like the best friend bond a thousand times better, but I see the appeal 7/10 BumpShipping - Steven Stone & Karen-If you asked me when I started this account I would of said,”in what world?” Now after having various interaction with multiple accounts I’m like 10/10 DreamTeamShipping - Alder & Karen-Eh…yes…and no? Like he did hit on Cynthia and she has qualities like her, so could maybe work. 6/10 NeoEliteShipping - Lance & Karen-Like yeah I can see it. It’d take flippin forever with Karen being a royal butt most of the time while adjusting to elite life, and then after that they’re both closed off with emotions so it’s take awhile. 10/10 I hate that my prediction was correct

Karen w/ a minor GAME npc:

BoxVirusShipping - Brigette & Karen-Could be interesting, but I’m not sold all the way 3/10 CassiaShipping - Karen & Sina-Very random, and tbh I say no because of what little they would connect on 0/10 ChicoryShipping - Cheryl & Karen-Cheryl is so sweet. I feel too sweet because Karen needs someone that will argue with her when she needs redirecting 0/10 ClosestShipping - Karen & Zinnia-I mean the rebellious streak, the slightly odd behavior? Karen would find it intriguing, and if the move was made she wouldn’t oppose it. 9/10 ! DarkMagicShipping - Eusine & Karen-Better watch out Morty, Ms. Steal Ya Dude is ova here! Yeah no no, they can only clash. Even without Morty beign the catalyst these 2 would clash. 0/10 DarkServiceShipping - Darach & Karen-Heh…the name alone tho. x3 (i am mature I swear) Ok kinda random, but possible. She isn’t one to look down on someone due to social status. 5/10 ! DarkShadowsShipping - Ingo & Karen -Him and his bro are so easy to ship to me, and yes she’d find his quirks cute while dragging him out of his shell while he’d keep her grounded. 10/10 DarkSpecterShipping - Riley & Karen-Like ok yeah, the mysterious vibe combined with a strong goal. I can see it. 7/10 ! GigabyteShipping - Bill & Karen-idk, Karen may not be a big science person but she finds it kind of interesting to listen to. Could work. 5/10 KurumiShipping - Karen & Lisia-Comin for ya girl Wallace! Tbh tho idk because I could see them having a cute mentee relationship if Karen did competition with the twist in dynamic of her mentor being younger. As for romance 3/10 NoirShipping - Karen & Marley-Karen’s inner thoughts as a person. Like could work, or maybe too similar. 3/10 SeventhJugglerShipping - Juggler (Trainer class) & Karen-Lol the title tho, like seventh juggler!? Boi has no name! I mean ok, sure. I love a relationship that keeps both parties guessing, and if Karen can handle WIll I think she’d be down to handle a second clown. XD 8/10

Karen w/ a minor ANIME/MOVIE npc:

BahamarShipping - Karen & Olesia-Don’t get at all, and I think she’s barely an adult 0/10 CamdenShipping - Karen & Michelle-Would make more sense with Lance 1/10 DarkMotherSocietyShipping - Delia & Karen-Why does everyone want ash’s mom? Also no. 0/10 DetoxicationShipping - Karen & Sakura-Aw naw, wholesome friendship. 0/10 FavoriteShipping - Lawrence III & Karen-Karen in twist!verse, yes. A hard yes. 10/10 Otherwise…eh…maybe? 5/10 GothicDJShipping - Karen & DJ Mary-Enemies 10/10, mostly Karen’s side. With her reporting on Karen’s past, and asking invasive questions wanting a scoop for her show. Romance -50/10 HazyShipping - Karen & Solidad-She’‘s down to earth, and I think her groove may fit well w/ Karen 6/10 LiminalShipping - Sir Aaron & Karen-Can we please just agree this is Riley but in his mega form? 7/10 MorriganShipping - Karen & Moria-I have no idea where this one came from, and I’m eh. 1/10

Karen w/ a Frontier brain:

AshikoShipping - Greta & Karen-Eh, I don’t see anything really 1/10 CapriShipping - Dahlia & Karen-Idk why I feel like they’re the same person, but I do, and eh. 4/10 DarkLuckShipping - Karen & Lucy-Her and Brock tho…also I feel like they’d fall into awkward silences often. 2/10 YorShipping - Brandon & Karen-Maybe as vigilantes together, that’d be a fun plot. Shipping though Idk. 4/10

TCG Characters: (All 0)

TaladasShipping - Felicity & Karen-Another news personality, but also with theatrics and I just don’t see it. 0/10 DarknessEnergyShipping - Mark & Karen-Not much on this guy. It’s a no cause she’s see him as a child, but look him up. 0/10 MoonSugarShipping - Karen & Mint-No iz too child, and also look the kid up. 0/10

OTHER MANGA Characters:

DarkGirlShipping - Karen & Rug-Turns out this is a real person, and not an actual rug. My bad. Also no she’d likely take the girl in as a mentee though. 0/10 MephistoShipping - Karen & Pauline-….eh. 1/10 RosarioShipping - Daisy (Cerulean) & Karen-I feel like it’s a possibility, but I’m not jumping full on board. 4/10

Karen and multiple people: (All are gonna be a no romantically because I don’t see Karen being poly, but I’ll give plot ideas)

DarkPathShipping - Brycen-Man, Grimsley, Sidney & Karen-Brycen is random….? Unless they do a movie where they’re all the bad guys and him as the ultimate villain maybe? Movie idea, 10/10.

DuskShipping - Karen, Houndoom & Skuntank-I can see Karen with a skunktank, and Garnet teaming with one for a double battle would be cool. 10/10

DystopianDarkActShipping - Brycen-man, Cyrus, Karen & Marley-Brycen-Man is everywhere with Karen, and I don’t know why…also sort of random combination…based on the name maybe a plot with them in a dystopian world. For some apocalypse theme plot though 10/10

EcostasisShipping - Flint (elite), Volkner, Candice, Karen & Sabrina-So the name is about extra bone formation….people that should all join team skull? Ooooor lab experiment plot? I guess 7/10

ElitismShipping - Falkner, Morty, Will, Clair, Karen & Whitney-I feel like the title is implying them thinking they’re better than everyone. I see none of this from any of these people, and am confused. 0/10

EsotericShipping - Grimsley, Sidney & Karen-YAAAAS DARK SQUAD! The name does suit them, and I don’t need to list any plots they easily make their own. 100/10

FrostingShipping - Dawn, Karen & Lovrina-Pulling from all the verses here, and all I see is a gal pal adventure. An odd adventure. KInda down tho. 5/10

HaremTaroShipping - Gold (Special), Crystal, Jasmine, Karen, DJ Mary & Whitney-I’ve never watched the anime this one is referring to so ???/10

HeolstorShipping - Falkner, Morty & Karen-There is no meaning behind the name, but maybe they’d be good camping buds. 7/10

IndigoLeagueShipping - Bruno, Koga, Lance, Will & Karen-As really super good friends, heck ye! Imagine a prank war plot now! 10/10

JohtoHaremShipping - Jimmy (Kenta), Karen, Marina (Johto), DJ Mary, Sakura & Whitney-….Due to the title there is clearly only one intention for this, and please no. -1000/10

KinkShipping - Erika, Karen & Sabrina-If you’re kink is having a good time pokemon battling! C’mon they’d be another awesome girl squad! :D (The things I do to keep sex talk at a pg-13 level). As buds 10/10

KuroyukihimeShipping - Princess Allie, Candice & Karen-Karen would want to punt the princess. Plot of her and Candice babysitting this child, and holding each other back from strangling her 9/10

LooseShipping - Cynthia, Jessie, Karen & Misty-…As a Gal pal squad that sounds awesome, and I want them all stuck bonding in a high school detention together. You got sporty chic (Misty), Delinquente (Karen), Theater kid (Jessie), and Miss Perfect (Cynthia) 10/10

LoyalMaskShipping - Carl, Will, Karen & Sham-I WANT TO WRITE OR RP THIS CREW SO BADLY! AH! Like, PLEASE! 1000/10

MaskedChildrenShipping - Carl, Silver (Special), Will, Blue (female), Karen & Sham-AGAIN! I WANNA WRITE THIS CREW! Not as much as the LoyalMask, but I LOVE DIS CREW! Fear the children! 10/10

MaskedGirlsShipping - Blue (female), Karen & Sham-Evil girly child squad sounds great! 10/10

MatsuriShipping - Morty, Agatha & Karen-I am imagining Agatha mentoring both of them, and they’re competing to be stronger. Don’t know past that, but sounds interesting 8/10

MidnightGardenShipping - Gardenia, Karen & Roxanne-I actually want them to start a gardening group that only meets at night. Sounds fun tbh, and could have some quirky fluff plots. 8/10

NewLookShipping - Elesa, Karen, Sabrina & Shelly-Them all shopping together sounds amazing. For each other would be interesting, but for another person sounds like absolute chaos, and I love it. 10/10

QuirkyMoonSugarShipping - Greta, Karen, Mint & Whitney-lot of verses here. Um yes definaley all quirky, dunno how their dynamic would be though. 2/10

ShadowedShipping - Clair, Cynthia & Karen-Again gal pals. 10/10

SororityShipping - Flannery, Karen & Lily (Kanto)-Them in a sorority maybe fun. I’m sorta down 6/10

ThreatOnAlertShipping - Grimsley, Morty, Alexa (XY), Dahlia & Karen-Is this a group of the most paranoid people because if so yeah I agree. 10/10

XenonDarkActShipping - Brycen-Man, Paul, Wallace & Karen-Another movie with them all as bad guys maybe? Idk how Paul would fit tho so 8/10 ShitennouShipping - Aaron (elite), Bruno, Drake (Hoenn), Flint (elite), Grimsley, Koga, Lance, Lucian, Marshal, Sidney, Siebold, Wikstrom, Will, Agatha, Bertha, Caitlin, Drasna, Glacia, Karen, Lorelei, Malva, Phoebe & Shauntal (gen infinite)-…Ok so this is basically everyone, and sure yeah let’s make em all buds. Down w/ that. I’d like giant team up, but am not writing all of that alone. 10/10

Karen with….Karen….????: (I had no idea where to fit this in.)

PerkyGothShipping - Karen & herself-She would know what herself needs to hear, so good, but also she likes different things, and may get bored. I suppose it depends on portrayal. ???/10

Other ships

BlackCatDog Shipping - Karen & Nanu They were shipped for a bit and I still think it’s a cute possibility. If nothing else just them talking about their pasts would be interesting. They’ve both been through alot. 8/10

MoonFlare Shipping - Karen & Lysandre If I could only choose 1 ship for Karen it’d be this one. I just really like the parallels that they have with each other, and how both of them have compassion for the opposite sides but due to roughly a similar reason. I’d have to go into alot to explain all that though. Basically I just really like how opposites attract here cause they’d both have to grow. 10/10

Aqua Moon shipping - Karen & Archie Again Karen’s awful around water and I just think these two would have a blast interacting with each other. They’d also both be able to have serious moments too,a nd could even talk about what it was like to leave Rocket. Also I have a really awesome idea for Deity!Verse. 8/10

BlackPaint Shipping - Karen & Mina This combines Karen and art like with the Burgh ship, plus fairy shenanigans like with Valerie, and also the punk but soft vibe both of these gals bring to the table. I love it 10/10

MoonHearts Shipping - Karen & Sonia Sonia trying to figure out how to scientist, and Karen trying to figure out how to elite, and them both being dorks. I love it! 8/10

MoonHive - Karen & Professor Juniper Juniper being science nerd but also super deep and philosophical and just her and Karen spending late nights talking about anything and everything sounds cute. 7/10

NightWatchers - Karen & Looker Ye they’d picker sometimes and yes Karen’s bar might become a problem, but what if they have to work together and spy shenanigans ensue with these dorks insisting to themselves they need to stay professional. Cute af. 10/10

BlackSmog Shipping - Karen & Tabitha Tbh I could see it. I’m not as firmly sold as some others but I can see it working. Besides Karen doesn’t care if someone’s an ex criminal or has humble beginnings. so ye could work! Although she’d def want to get Tabitha to work out with her. 6/10

#every karen ship #ooc #shipping #valentines day and all coming up reminded me of this

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