#it ended up being more sibling shenanigans but i hope you like it anyway

[ooops-i-arted]

Fanfic prompt: Daimyo Boba Fett teaching the royal Clan Djarin children how to take on imps while their parents are away for a diplomatic trip to Naboo.

It was Alanne who noticed the guy first, how he stood out a bit oddly from the usual crowd in Boba’s throne room during one of his open court days - keeping himself apart, being a bit twitchy, nervously picking a thread on his jacket.  Grogu reached out with the Force and confirmed he was feeling tense, but also had the mental discipline to keep his thoughts ordered.

“You dweebs,” Brizsa said.  “He has an EC-17 holdout blaster in his jacket.  Standard issue for Imps.  He’s obviously a dankin’ spy.”

“You can’t say dank.  You��re only nine,” Grogu reminded her.

“I can say what I want.  Mom and Dad aren’t here, they’re on Naboo eating honeyed moons.”

“They’re on a diplomatic trip, not eating sweets,” Alanne said.

“I heard Mom tell Dad they should get honeyed moon sweets.  It must be a Naboo sweet,” Brizsa insisted.

“Uncle Boba can find some sweets for us later.  We gotta tell him about the Imp first,” Grogu said.

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“If Uncle Boba says it’s no big deal, maybe it isn’t,” said Alanne.  “He doesn’t like the Empire either.  Maybe it’s just a former Imp.”

“Grogu said he was hiding something,” Brizsa argued.  “Besides, Mom is right about the only good Imp being a dead Imp.”

“Are you suggesting we kill him ourselves?” Grogu asked dryly.

“We can’t let an Imp just run around.”

“We can’t just execute him without just cause either,” Alanne said.  “Besides, Uncle Boba is the ruler here and we can’t violate the laws of hospitality in his own palace.  If this is an Imp spy, we need proof.”

“I could break his kneecaps and make him talk,” said Brizsa.

“I’m gonna tell Dad you keep watching those bad Coruscanti crime holos,” Alanne sniffed.

“Stop arguing,” Grogu said.  “I can sneak through the ventilation shafts easily and get into his room if you two keep him distracted.”

-

“I can’t believe your plan didn’t work!” Alanne hissed as they ran through the hallways of Boba’s palace.

“Brizsa is the one who ruined it!” Grogu snapped from his perch on her back.

“I did not!  I swiped his secret comm!” Brizsa snapped back, holding it up.  “We have all the evidence we need!”

“Yeah, until he shoots us and takes it back!” Alanne said as they scrambled through an access corridor meant for droids.

“Wait!  I have an idea,” said Brizsa.  “Can you get him to the throne room?”

“The throne room?  We need to get Uncle Boba or Auntie Fennec!” Alanne hissed.

“Just do it!” Brizsa said, splitting down another corridor.

Alanne climbed an access ladder that would take her up several levels quickly, Grogu imbuing her with extra strength and speed with the Force.  But the Imp was an adult and right behind them.  A stun blast went whizzing by their heads.  “Dank farrik!” hissed Alanne.

“I’m telling Dad!”

“You better not!”

They had learned all the hidden passages that they were still small enough to fit through and in a few minutes they’d made it to the throne room.  Alanne ran to the throne and climbed on it.  “Isn’t there a secret emergency signal built in?”

“Auntie Fennec showed me,” insisted Grogu, crawling around the big throne.  “But -”

“Don’t tell me you forgot!”

“She gave me cookies before she showed me!”

The Imp appeared then, blaster drawn.  “Hands up, brats.”

Alanne obeyed, positioning herself in front of Grogu.  “When my father hears of this -”

“Your father?  I hope he’s got enough credits to pay the ransom the Empire’s gonna charge him when I bring you and your ugly green pet in,” snarled the Imp, stepping closer, right over the elaborate grate on the floor.  “For you, anyway.  He’s going to a lab.  Heard those places are pretty nasty.”

“Nastier than a rancor pit?” asked Brizsa, popping up behind the throne and pulling the concealed lever in its arm.

The Imp screamed as he fell down below.  The gears under the throne groaned as it slid forward, Brizsa scrambling to join her siblings in the seat.  “Great idea,” Alanne told her.

“I always have good ideas,” Brizsa said smugly.

The throne stopped and they peered down below.  The Imp was screaming, running in circles as the rancor strolled out, growling softly as he figured out who interrupted his sleep and starting to follow the Imp around, one huge clawed hand reaching out.

“Should we tell him the rancor likes playing chase?” Grogu asked.

“Nah,” said Alanne.  “Let him figure it out.”

-

“Of course I’d already had Fennec disable every weapon he had, and I had monitor droids tracking them the whole time,” Boba said.  “They were perfectly safe and even collected evidence with those pickpocketing skills you didn’t want me to teach them.  And they were so proud when they told me they’d trapped a spy in with the rancor.”

Din sighed.  “You know I had a very different experience with your pet.”

“He was upset that day.  He loves playing.  He had so much fun chasing that Imp.  The guy was crying when Fennec got him out.  He’s already packed up and on his way to Mandalore for trying to harm the royal heirs.”

Cara rolled her eyes.  “We can’t take one vacation.”

“Oh they’re fine.  And they can’t wait to tell you how they caught their very own Imp just like Mom and Dad.  I can tell they were really paying attention when I took them out on that hunt.”

“You sure you don’t need us?” Din asked.

Boba waved his hand.  “Finish your trip.  If they get bored we’ll visit the Sand People and practice diplomacy next.”

“Thanks for watching them, Boba,” Din said before ending the call.

Cara wrapped an arm around his.  “Already catching their first Imp.  They grow up so fast.”

Din kissed her cheek.  “I’m proud of them.  And wishing they still didn’t have to deal with that.”

“That recording of it though?  They were a team.  They fight like loth cats and akk dogs but when it came down to it, they pulled together and acted like a clan,” Cara said with a smile.  “They did good.”

“They did,” Din said, wrapping an arm around her.  “I’m glad they’re safe.”

“Me too.  And that we finished negotiations and can just enjoy a vacation,” Cara said, popping a sugared moon-sweet into his mouth.

[pilfappreciator]

Can you write about Veneer... Just, like, anything at all. I'm BEGGING. They could be headcanons, drabbles, oneshots, ANYTHING. My little gay mind can't handle it. If you don't have any ideas here are some that I have off the top of my head ^_^ (also if you could make any of these male reader I will love you forever BUT you obviously don't have to <33)

- Baking with him (but either veneer or the reader is a nightmare in the kitchen and everything goes wrong)

- Having a slumber party !! (Doing eachothers nails, hair, makeup, watching movies, just talking, possibly falling asleep in eachothers arms and being embarrassed in the morning)

- Playing hide and seek together

- CHRISTMAS WITH VENEER!!! (Decorating the house/Christmas tree, getting presents, playing out in the snow, just general festive activities:3)

- Reader who has a shit ton of stuffies and has named them all (introducing them to Veneer, cuddling, fluffy things)

- Eepy time (sleeping/cuddling hcs, shenanigans, not being able to fall asleep, weird midnight chats)

I had more but I forgot....

NAHHH UR LITERALLLY SO BASED I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!!! Veneer is literally such a criminal cuz like?? He kidnapped someone, tortured them, AND he stole your heart??? SOMEONE STOP HIM ASDKJALJSLD

Ended up combining a few of your ideas into one big concept! Hope you don't mind :3

Also heads up that this takes place before the events of Band Together took off! Just figured it'd be kinda hard to throw a sleepover when your ass is literally in prison lol

Veneer x Reader: when your favorite twink invites you to a sleepover

Includes: Male! Reader, sleepover shenanigans, fluff, slight angst, gaygaygaygay—

💎 You and Veneer would have to be INCREDIBLY close before he even considered invited you over

💎 Tbh I feel like getting invited to hangout with this guy in any way is actually? Kind of a privilage?? Like his fame is obviously a big factor in that but growing up, I doubt he had any actual friends who weren't his sister. I imagine him as kinda shy and non-confrontational as a kid, and though Velvet wasn't the BEST sibling, she never hesitated to cuss out whatever poor soul chose to pick on her brother. She's always been the one to lead and Veneer has always just followed

💎 I mean... the guy literally participated in tortue just cuz his sister told him to. He sheep coded as hell 😔

💎 So yeah, this boy probably has like zero experience when it comes to having friends who don't use him for his fame and/or are related to him by blood. Luckily you came along! Now he's actually got someone with whom he shares a genuine connection with!!

💎 Whether that connection is strictly platonic has... yet to be determined >;3c

💎 WITH THAT BEING SAID!! This guy has never once participated in a sleepover (hanging out in his sister's room doesn't count), and he's got absolutely no clue what to do ://

💎 Will conduct numerous amounts of research days in advance! And by research, I mean he's binging all his favorite chick flicks and having Krimp take notes aslkdhaljsdl

💎 FR THO!! THIS BOY IS JITTERY AS HELL WHEN THE TIME COMES TO ASK YOU OUT OVER LIKE---!

💎 "Oh heyyyy, (____)! Fancy seeing you here!"

"This... is my house?"

"R-right, right! Obviously! Um, anyway, do you like sleeping?"

"Uh."

"Also, u-uh, totally unrelated but have you ever wondered what the inside of my house looks like?"

💎 Pls just accept his invitation. If he gets any redder he might pop a blood vessel or something

💎 Heaves out the BIGGEST sigh once you say yes. He'll try to play himself off as nonchalant even though he's absolutely ecstatic, but like... the boy is literally vibrating with excitement okay, he's not fooling anyone lol

💎 Once the big day comes and you show up to his house— sorry, MANSION? Prepare yourself cuz he is most definitely giving a tour. From the indoor pool, to the outdoor pool, to the personal studio/production room, to the many walk-in closets, to a room that is literally just one big ball pit, to a heigh-ceiling hallway just lined with photos/painting of him and his sister... he is NOT afraid to show off asdkajsdlkhjf

💎 (Sidenote: don't worry about Velvet potentially intruding on the sleepover. She's agreed to step out for the day on her brother's behalf. Was definitely pretty pissy about having to vacate her own home but eventually relented... but Veneer definitely owes her for her kindness)

💎 Yknow all those cliche sleepover activities people do in movies? Yeah, you guys are doing literally all of them

💎 Such a dumbass <33

💎 NO LIKE ACTUALLY THO?? Krimp made Veneer a list of popular and totally optional things to do at a sleepover and the second he saw it, he was just like "uugh, seems like a lot of work but I GUESS I'll do it 🙄"

💎 You guys are painting your nails matching colors, doing facemasks, messing around with each others' hair— the whole shebang!! And considering this dude is rich as fuck, you just KNOW he's got nothing but all the top-of-the-line products 😤😤. Only the finest for him (and you <33)

💎 LET HIM DO YOUR MAKEUP!! I feel like he really enjoys it as a whole! Like it's probably his favorite part of getting ready for shows or just his day in general, and the only person he's done makeup for is Velvet (tho those instances were VERY rare)... but if you just? Suggest that he does yours for you?? Like just sitting back so he can do his thing, allowing him to call the shots like he rarely ever does???

💎 Literally swooning SO HARD ASLDHKALKJSJDLKJA

💎 Unfortunately the whole thing kinda backfires on him cuz: 1) you're already super cute without makeup, and 2) he knows what he's doing and could easily boost someone's looks with just some eyesliner and the right shade of lipstick

💎 He makes you look hotter, is basically what I'm getting at

💎 He's not sure if he's just done himself a huge favor or screwed himself over for the rest of the night

💎 Considering his crazy wealth and the fact he probably grew up pretty sheltered/spoiled, I doubt this boy knows anything about how a kitchen works lol. Like most of his meals were either made for him by Krimp or served at high-end hoity-toity restaurants with caviar that probably cost more than most organs sell on the black market ://

💎 So yeah, dinner is really gonna come down to you and your skill level

💎 If you know you're away around, CONGRATS!! You've just signed yourself up for cooking lessons with Veneer! And yes, the kitchen WILL end up a mess (but no worries, he'll just make Krimp clean it up). You'll definitely have to take the lead here and he's more than happy to let you do so! Just tell him what spices you need or what utensil to grab, and his ass is on it 🫡 If you wanna teach him how to knead dough or peel certain ingredients?? He won't complain (especially if said activity requires you two to be in close proximity hehe)

💎 Do NOT leave him alone in the kitchen for more than 10 seconds. You'll just return to find him trying to cut strawberries with the dull side of a knife u_u

💎 If you're also total shit in the kitchen?? No worries! Veneer may be living that high life but he's not above ordering takeout lol

💎 Remember those chick flicks I mentioned earlier? Yeah, you two are totally running a marathon of those. If you happen to have any good recs or other movies you happen to like?? He's totally willing to give them a try! Just know that if it's a scary movie… he's gonna be wrapped around you like a koala and screaming into your ear at every jumpscare

💎 He may be talentless but this boy can hit a high note if he feels he's in danger

💎 He may be different from his sister in some ways, but one attribute he shares with her is the fact that he's a TOTAL GOSSIP LIKE?? THIS BOY IS MORE THAN PREPARED TO SPILL THE TEA ON ANY GIVEN OCCASION—

💎 "Oh my gosh, did you HEAR about what happened to Nikki Mirage the other day??"

"No? Wait, who's that again?"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHO--- okay, sit down so I can educate you 😤"

💎 Him and Velvet literally thrive on drama, idk what else to tell you

💎 (he might also spill some tea about his sister... nothing too incriminating, but like, a few embarrassing childhood stories couldn't hurt, right?)

💎 Late night talks are a MUST!! At some point in the night the two of you end up like... nestled under the covers of whatever fort you guys threw together... you're facing each other, heads centimeters apart as you share a pillow... whispering and giggling for no real reason...

💎 Maybe he vents a little about his insecurities and the way Velvet treats him, less like a brother and more like a shadow she can manipulate as she pleases... and maybe you grab his hand under the blanket... yknow, just to comfort him or whatever...

💎 Veneer only ever gets physical affection when he visits his parents, and even then it's just like? The bare minimum?? Pats on the head/shoulder/back, brief hugs, chaste kisses on his cheek— that kinda crap. And it's so tragic cuz this boy is literally the biggest little spoon to ever spoon. Like actually pls just hold him

💎 If he wakes up the next morning to find you laying behind him? Arms wound around his middle?? You face burried against his neck/shoulder blades/top of his head????

💎 He is not moving from that spot even after you wake up too <33

Cannibal, I absolutely ADORE YOU FOR THIS ASK!! LITERALLY SO FUN TO WRITE SAKLJASADKJSD THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333 (was originally gonna split this into two parts but was like, "nah, this ask deserves to be hella long" uwu)

Veneer redemption arc when??

[pharaohzeth]

First of, the vinsmoke siblings were born blonde (different shades)

"thank you, you're always so sweet"

"Anything for you, Robin-chwan~"

*A breathy laugh* "oh, and Sanji? Your roots are starting to show"

"My... Roots?"

"Yes, of your hair, although I would encourage you to wait a little before you dye it that lovely blonde again"

"I... Robin-chan, I'm a natural blonde..."

"Your roots say otherwise, here, I'll lent you my mirror so you can see for yourself"

"Ah... Thank you, Robin-chan..."

"See?"

"... ... ..."

"Are you alright Sanji? You're looking quite pale"

"Yes... I... I'm alright... I just... Forgot I had something... urgent to attend to... So..."

"Are you su-?"

"Yes"

"A-alright then, I'll see you later?"

"Of course!"

Anyway now onto the Acechiji

At their first meeting, Ace and Ichiji fight and Ace burns him alive (Sora almost killed him for that), except Ichiji is fine, not only is he fine, but the creatures inside of him seem to have been incinerated

What Judge did to them was basically turn them into perfect vessels, pretty dolls to be used whenever whatever Judge worked for wanted

Ichiji might be free of that now, but he's still an empty toy, prime for the taking

Ace helps him free the rest of the siblings and they all run away together, guarded by Sora

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just a silly idea:

The first time it happens they're both drunk at a party.

The host is one of Ace's many, many friends and they're staying the night there anyway so they might as well take the opportunity to participate in some drunken shenanigans.

It's not the first time Ichiji gets drunk, even after being accidentally freed from *it* by Ace, but it is the first time he gets drunk at a party, surrounded by people he might consider friends. He has heard many stories about Ace and his friend's stupid yet fun adventures while intoxicated, and he's hoping to participate in some so, despite being drunk and slightly disorientated, he is still conscious enough to have fun and make memories of drunken shenanigans.

Except that's not what happens.

He isn't entirely sure how he ended there, almost lying on Ace's lap, cradled in tanned arms and with hot breath tickling his skin.

Ace seems drunk, probably more drunk than Ichiji is, his face is flushed and his breath stinks of beer. He tries to hug Ichiji closer to himself, rubbing his face against Ichiji's as his hands roam all over Ichiji's back.

One of Ichiji's hands takes hold of Ace's shoulder unsure whether to pull him closer or push him away, he ends up doing neither and his other hand hangs morosely onto Ace's loose tank top.

He bites his lip when Ace gets his hands under his shirt, making shivers run down Ichiji's spine.

Ichjii isn't sure what's louder, the music, their friends' guffaws or the beating of his heart; and he is half afraid that someone will turn around to their dark corner and see them.

But then Ace shifts his face slightly and kisses the corner of his mouth and all thoughts scatter and leave his brain.

The hand on Ace's shoulder slides down his shoulder plate and then turns up his nape and head -Ace's feel so soft against his fingers- and Ichiji shits his head to receive the next kiss fully on his lips.

A hand entangles itself in his hair and the cold air raises goosebumps on the exposed skin of his back, and Ichiji feels like a taunt string and melting wax at the same time.

Ace kisses more than just his mouth, his lips travel all over Ichiji's face and neck before returning to lick at Ichiji's lips, who opens his mouth as curious as he is excited.

His body trembles ever so slightly as Ace deepens the kiss, stealing the breath out of Ichiji's lungs and replacing it with fire.

Feeling himself growing lightheaded, Ichiji pulls away enough to pant oxygen back into his lungs, and Ace goes back to leaving molten kisses down his neck and now onto his shoulder, where he rests his forehead for a second before falling asleep.

They don't talk about it the next morning.

and then it takes them months to actually get together

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just picture these morons acting like nothing happened but it keeps happening whenever they drink so they just... stop drinking altogether... and then the incident where Ichiji kinda got possessed again (different entity) and then saved by Ace again happens and they say "fuck it" and finally get together

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"Log 1 of the ...huh... it feels a little embarrassing to call it a diary, don't you think?"

"well... that's what this is... is it not?"

"I mean, *yeah*, but we could call it something different, cooler, like... ehhh... Ace and Ichiji´s.... huh... what do they call those books where they write down things and what they are?"

"A Diccionary?"

"No, more like, I don't know, animals? And how they look and what they eat and whatnot"

"... A bestiary?"

"Yeah! That! But ours would be more like aaaaaa a *monstiary*"

"This is more like a Travel Log but-"

"Monstiary sounds cooler"

*a low chuckle* "If you say so"

"Alright then, let's start over," *cleans throat* "Log 1 of Ace and Ichiji's Monstiary Adventures," *"Where did Adventures come from?"* "Date November 20 2010, Location Barry, Wales, and what are we doing today, babe?"

"We're going to the beach"

"*Exactly*, excited for your first trip ever to the beach?"

"Technically not my first-"

"The others don't count, you were possessed"

"..."

"So? Excited?"

"Well... yeah"

"Then let's go!"

*the two men laugh and the recording ends*

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Ace is kidnapped by Teach so Ichiji goes to the Institute for help, he has many more tapes like these so Sabo, Luffy and Sanji can angst about how happy their brothers sounded in those recordings and add more stakes

they start their logs after a misadventure where a different *thing* got possession of Ichiji's body and Ace was less willing to burn him alive again and helped free Ichiji through the power of love, the only video they had recorded at the time (Ichiji did something that Ace found really funny) and a little bit of fire (they get together after that, determined to enjoy es much of life as they can, while they can)

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*a door creeks* "hello there, come in, how can I help you?"

*The door closes and steps get closer* "you're... The archivist"

"Nico Robin, nice to meet you"

"Same. I'm looking for someone, I-I needtheirhelp-"

"Alright, take a deep breath" *deep inhale* "hold it a second... Now let it out" *loud exhale* "how about we start from the beginning, What's your name?"

"Ichiji.... Vinsmoke Ichi-"

"Robin-chwan~" *the door opens*

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT DOING HERE?"

"SANJI?" "Sanji?"

"ROBIN GET AWAY FROM THAT"

"Sanji, wha-SANJI PUT DOWN THAT-" *loud crash, ceramics break* "OH MY GOD, SANJI-WHAT-?"

"WAIT SANJI"

"GET BEHIND ME ROBIN"

"SANJI I MEAN NO HARM"

"AND WHY WOULD I BELIEVE YOU? YOU-"

"IT'S ME, ICHIJI, YOUR BROTHER"

"MY BROTHER DIED YEARS AGO, MURDERED BY JUDGE, ALL OF-"

"LOOK, I'M EMPTY..."

"... ..."

"I'm empty..."

"How?"

"I'll tell you in a moment, first, I need to find Sabo"

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Teach kidnaps Ace because he was to take over/gain control of the fire entity that has been stuck to Ace's family throughout generations, and he's about to do his think when he finds out that the *thing* is incomplete, since it has been slowly, very slowly, been migrating into Ichiji's hollow body, to nobody's knowledge

which is what keeps Ace alive (although not exactly well) and what drives Teach to taunt the others and reveal his location, now wanting to get his hands on Ichiji too uwu

oh, and by taunt I mean he definitely sends at least 1 audio recording of himself where he tortures Ace a little

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"Statement from Vinsmoke Ichiji regarding the kidnapping of Portgas D Ace, start"

"Alright, it happened 3 days ago, we-"

"Sorry to interrupt, but may I suggest starting from the beginning?"

"The beginning?"

"How about... how did you two meet?"

"Well... we met a little over two years ago now, Father had business in Hawick and I was taken with him...back then I wasn´t like I am right now, sure, I was given a lot of freedom to roam around but how free can you be when you have another *entity* inside of you doing whatever *it* pleases with your body? I-... ... ... so I went to this coffeeshop called The Gretel near river Teviot, and I bought a drink I didn't like, not because they messed it up or something, it just wasn't my taste, I knew from the beginning that it would be, it didn't suit my tastes but *it* certainly suited *it*´s and at the end of the day *it* would always matter more than me... I sat there waiting for Father to call for me when I felt a *very* intense gaze on me, and two tables to my left I saw this *weirdo* just staring, he was resting his head on his hand and just... stared at me, I wasn't exactly scared but it did unnerve me a little, I felt so... exposed... *it* didn´t like him at all, of course neither did I but I didn't like him because of the creepy staring while *it* didn´t for a reason I wasn't sure of at that moment. In any case, I wanted to get out of there as much as *it* however, while I wanted to return to the hotel *it* decided to take a walk around town, it didn´t surprise me that Ace followed us, and I had already come to terms with the fact that he would be dead in a minute when *it* got us to an isolated alleyway; I was starting to disassociate when *it* turned me to attack him, I was expecting the pain of being torn apart open from the inside and being disassembled that always came whenever *it* wanted to come out instead I...I felt a pain I hadn´t ever felt before, and I had felt many types of pain by then... I... I was burning, I was being burnt alive and I knew I was screaming, well, I think I was but I couldn't hear myself, no... I could only hear the crackling of the flames and *it*... *it* was screaming in pain... I had never heard that before and I'll never forget that sound... ... at some point, I passed out and the next thing I knew I was in the bed of some dingy room being cared for by the creep that burnt me alive... and I was empty... *it* was... gone... it was exhilarating... ... ..."

"I can only imagine"

"I had completely forgotten how it felt to be the one in control of my own body... even if I could still feel the hollowness beneath my skin... in any case the creep introduced himself as Porttgas D Ace and gave me a drink, it tasted like the one I drunk at the coffeeshop but now I could simply... not drink it, which I didn't and Ace gave me something else more to my taste. He apologized for the staring and stalking and we ended up talking, I hadn't truly *chatted* with anyone in literal decades so it was a little awkward but Ace is more than used to dealing with awkward people so he made up for my... lack of social skills. I didn't have anywhere else to go, and I couldn't settle anywhere if I didn't want my Father to show up so I decided to travel with Ace. First, we got as far away from Hawick as we could without leaving Scotland and went on from there, we met with a lot, and I mean a lot, of the friends he made while travelling and I started to make plans and prepare to try and get my siblings, having that little taste of, well, of life, lit something within me so I decided to go back, and Ace decided to help me, even though I hadn't even asked for his help... we set fire to the whole place and dug my siblings out of the ruins, I didn't even try to search for my father's remains, if there were any... we all travelled together for the rest of the year and (tbc?)

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Knowing about the Vinsmoke's properties makes Teach also want to use them like Judge did uwu

just picture Ace, beaten up and already felling guilty about his curse moving into Ichiji and being used to lure him

now panicking over what Teach would do to him if his plan succeedes

How did Ace's curse get until Ichiji? It's kinda silly

-> Sex, every time Ace came inside a part of the curse moved into Ichiji.

Teach has his own demon telling him the method, he will cause some hem before he actually listens tho (Ace gets to watch the whole ordeal)

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eeeh TW Violence and body horror? oh and implied threat of sa

||The Vinsmoke siblings are, *look*, human enough, radiography will show how normal and human their insides are, but when Teach stabs Ichiji the sound the skin makes as it cracks and breaks is that of ceramics, and when he fulls the knife out it drags pieces of skin, showing the dark and empty hollowness under it, except, it's not *empty* no, there's a warm orange light there||

||it's an astounding sight, it has Teach cackling loudly as he throws the knife away and grabs a hammer, as he raises it and brings it back down onto the body underneath him ||

||Ace yells as he pulls against his restraints, he's distraught and furious at his own impotence, unable to do much other than watch as the hammer opens more of Ichiji's ribcage, as Ichiji screams in pain and trashes trying to topple Teach off of him, but he can't||

||Teach reached inside, pulls and breaks another piece of Ichiji's unbleeding body before reaching deeper in, he is almost elbow deep in Ichiji's ribcage before he yelps and pulls out, breaking Ichiji even more||

||Teach inquires about taking the flame out of Ichiji and about how to put something else inside, actually, maybe he could push the flame out by filling Ichiji with something else, but how? how did Ace do it?||

||he finally turns to Augur||

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aftermath?

||Just thinking about Ace finally being free and ignoring whoever freed him calling for him to wait and let them tend to his injuries but he runs to Ichiji even more broken and battered than him||

||shards of ceramic-like and bloody skin thrown around the room||

||he isn't even sure if Ichiji is still alive, the whole of his torso is almost the size of it, one leg is completely gone, one arm has a gaping crack running from shoulder to wrist and the other lays centimetres away from the rest of his body, his other leg is cracked and half of that foot has fallen into itself||

||Ace repeats curses under his breath as he cuts his palms collecting the shards||

||Ichiji lets out a whimper and Ace almost drops the pieces bloodying his hand to turn and look at Ichiji's face||

||It's also cracked, part of his cheek is gone and so are his eyeballs but his lips move ever so slightly and Ace does his best not to cry in relief||

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Ichiji didn't tell his siblings about the kidnapping incident

in the aftermath, Sanji goes through Ichiji's contacts and just tells their siblings that something happened and that they needed to go to the Magnus Institute

they arrive now knowing what to expect but very worried

they have a tearful unexpected reunion with Sanji

After the whole ordeal and after gluing Ichiji back together, when he and Ace fall into bed for the first time, Ace is being incredibly gentle and slow, and taking his sweet fucking time with the foreplay go the point of accidentally teasing Ichiji and annoying him

Because he's actually kind of afraid of hurting/breaking him again

So Ichiji takes the lead to ride him and show him that he's not that delicate

[hallowsden]

DC x DP Idea Thing #4

Dual-sided Rebirth AU (Official name pending)

Brain had this idea for over a week (or 2...) now, rent-free, but what if Jazz, Dan, Danny, and Ellie all reincarnated as Harvey Dent's kids? Jazz and Dan are the old set of twins while Danny and Ellie are the younger set. Will all of them remember their past lives? I say majority of it.

This is before Harvey got scarred and became Two-Face and maybe the mother is someone before Gilda Dent? Idk, all I know is that all of them present as Metas despite neither Harvey or their mother had the meta trait (this is a case that Black Canary II falls under from what my research says), Danny and Ellie's powers showing from birth while Dan's and later Jazz's activated after.

Danny and Ellie were thought to be dead when they were born but they proved otherwise. Danny froze a nurse's hand while Ellie went into goop mode a few times. Later Dan and Jazz both set something on fire but for two completely different reasons, severity, and time. At least to say, Harvey here has a handful, especially if he was acting as a single parent here.

Harvey's gonna have a bit of a hard time first as a parent, regardless if this is pre-Two-Face era or not. Man here is (secretly) terrified at the thought of becoming like his father to his kids.

It takes a while but he gets used to the life of fatherhood despite also being busy as hell. The kids help out by behaving (as much as they can anyways), though, Jazz's powers do come in handy.

(She's like SCP-999 essentially here when she notices people are stressed in her proximity, for lack of better words. No one noticed she had powers till it manifested into harmless flames that had calming effects to it when nearby. With her powers + support from her and the rest of her siblings, they managed to delay Two-Face's debut for a while later on. But uh, yeah, her powers are gonna be very helpful for Harvey when Dan, Danny, and Ellie all gain more powers cause OOOOO BOY, blood pressure, am I right?)

Harvey becomes more motivated to get into Law after all his kid's powers were shown so they can be seen/treated as equals and not have Metas outright banned from Gotham especially, even though he keeps his kid's status as "metas" away from public knowledge. It later becomes an open secret though.

As stated earlier, the Two-Face debut is gonna be delayed. Jazz, Dan, Danny, and Ellie are gonna be very protective of their dad (and pa when they officially meet Harv) after the attack. Mother henning children. I feel like Dan's gonna empathize with both of them a lot in a way and have late-night talks with dad and pa about the darker thoughts they all have.

As much as they all tried, though, Two-Face is gonna make an appearance cause this is Gotham.

When Two-Face era begins, Harvey and Harv likely avoid the kids (even if Danny and Ellie are still teens while Jazz and Dan are in Uni) as their way of protecting them from overall villain stuff the two do despite all of them trying to reach out to him and supporting them, hoping they'll get better.

I'm ngl, I feel like Dan and Danny are gonna join the criminal business with their dad and pa (much to their protests) cause someone has to look out for them. Ellie joins in on occasions for chaos and shenanigans (cause yes) and Jazz is glaring at Arkham with so much contempt cause YOU AREN'T HELPING HER DAD AND PA PROPERLY! (As well as the other inmates but STILL- YOU CALL THAT PROPER MEDICAL PRACTICE- Jazz ends up burning at least something whenever anything about Arkham is brought up. Everyone in the family is scared cause her flames normally don't even singe a thing)

Jazz is creating her own practitioner-place therapy thing cause TO HELL WITH ARKHAM!

I... Honestly don't know what I'm writing here anymore. More exhausted then usual. Might add/edit later. Idk. Just- Reincarnation for Fenton Kids, Harvey being Gotham's original Famous Dad before Bruce (which speaking of- he's Uncle Bruce and Dan and Danny don't trust him which confuses Harvey and Harv), and just, angst, fluff, chaos, and shenanigans.

[characteroulette]

Apollo Justice is such a game.

Welcome to a seven year time gap!! Your client is actually disgraced (disgraced???) former Ace Attorney Phoenix Wright!! Your tutorial mentor man is a condescending bitch!! Apollo has zero control over any of the proceedings and in the end has to present falsified evidence to prove his mentor was the true murderer for reasons that won't become apparent until much, much later!!!

wanted to think more about what the fuck just happened?? Too bad!! Time for shenanigans to ensue in proper Ace Attorney fashion!!

Here's your assistant, the girl who gave you that forged evidence!! She's Phoenix Wright's daughter. Adopted. Here's a mystery man who looks nearly exactly like the man you just sent to prison for murder!!! Also Ema is back and she's PISSED! Klavier gets a proper intro and he's bitter as fuck!! Time to present panties twice in a row and turn this courthouse into a circus!! Your assistant holds herself at ransom just to explain the main mechanic of the game to you, despite having done this mechanic in the previous case. Your client is a lil punk and his fianceé is actually both way worse and more sympathetic than you first thought!! Hope you enjoyed having your hand held during the second trial day by this Klavier guy it will happen again.

Also, Klavier sent you tickets to his concert. Which Apollo had to pay for. What a weird series of events to get us to this concert. Lamiroir sure is pretty I hope nothing happens later to ruin her character!! Despite the murder weapon being a hand canon and the victim being a man who looks like a brick house, everyone stalwartly believes a tiny 14-year-old child performed this crime without so much as an injury to his name. Apollo watches a man die and is haunted by his final words. Surprise Lamiroir is acrually blind and accused the penis hair shark man to be the actual killer!! He hated your guts from moment one for some reason well now you know it's because he was the villain here. Have fun watching Klavier get lit on fire again and again at least 7 times. The most convoluted and unsatisfying breakdown and way to acquit your client yet.

Well, whatever. Final cases are supposed to be the best!! This Mason system seems weird but surely it has to explain some things. Phoenix Wright is our main narrator and all. Apollo actually gets his shit together enough to understand something is weird about all of this but he's got no other choice than to charge into it all headfirst. The most horrifying Ace Attorney character design with the most annoying tell to spot. Klavier fucking loses it and wuh-oh seven years ago time. Explain yourself, Phoenix Wright.

Upstart Klavier!! Zak spouting ominous bullshit that makes you realise he was planning to run no matter what!! BABY TRUCY!!! The last time we'll ever see Gumshoe in a mainline game... And, of course, as if you didn't already feel cornered by this game's lack of agency, it makes you present the forged evidence yourself. You helped get Phoenix disbarred. You had no other choice but to do so.

Anyway really fucking annoying investigation time!! Have fun figuring out which very specific order in which to do these snapshots!! Apollo and Trucy are siblings??? Whaaaaat?? BLACK PSYCHELOCKS??? What does it mean??? Phoenix has fully taken over the case it is no longer Apollo's show.

Back to the trial, your client could die but more importantly, Kristoph is back, baby!!! We're never going to learn what those psychelocks meant, you have to first stare at the scar on his hand making a face lol. Misham said he never met his client but Vera obviously met Kristoph in person so Drew either left her in a room with a questionable adult alone or was straight up lying on the stand about that. I mean Zak had the evidence that could clear his name in his pocket the whole time and chose to fucking dip instead of clearing himself of a murder charge so like same hat, but I digress. Klavier is having a TIME, Apollo doesn't get to say a damn thing as we close on the court, and wheeee that's it that's the game!! You get to choose the Not Guilty verdict yourself don't you just feel so included???

I want to make it clear that I love this game dearly, but woof it is. Such a ride.

[lostusagis]

It's not munday, BUT! I wanted to show my appreciation for you anyways ♡ Reading things you post on both your blogs, like talking about headcanons or literally anything about the characters in general, are always fun and interesting. I'm always learning something about them through your posts and our interactions and I just come to love them more and more. I never thought I'd be so invested in Gintama, but here I am! And it's all because of you. Also you're incredibly funny like bro you have me smiling and laughing at the shenanigans that happen hahaha! Your blogs are always so fun to visit overall tbh and it's such a joy to see you on the dash. Everyone should follow you cuz your stuff is amazing and I love how you portray your muses. Such different personalities and yet you execute them so well and I think that's so cool. YOU'RE so cool! 😊 Man I could go on and on, but I'll stop it here. Although, TRUST that I'll be giving you more of these asks in the future ♡ I wish you a wonderful day, Dee! You deserve good things!

( aaaaa thank you i really appreciate this since i was feeling really annoying today and having stupid thoughts hahahhaha. I'm really happy my content managed to make you invested in gintama :)) that makes me suuuuuper happy. these characters mean a lot to me and have genuinely become a huge comfort. It's nice to know someone reads the stuff I post, since I often feel ignored and whatnot when I post things about the siblings sometimes and end up getting in my head regarding that. But aaaaah like, you always showed interest and it makes me enjoy being mutuals with you soooo much. Like if I ever lost all my followers and you were the only one left I'd be happy, because of how invested you are into what we write together. You have noooo idea how much I appreciate you, we haven't known each other long but you're probably one of the best people I've ever encountered in the RPC, you make me wanna log on everyday and I even have notifications on for your blog. Every time you send me something like this it gets me choked up kdfgdkfgfkg. Thanks a lot Carmen, you really are the best. I look forward to doing more stuff with you and dw I'll wait forever for any reply from you, the wait is always worth it. Hope you have a good day, you deserve it. ♡♡♡ )

[catflowerqueen]

Today’s episode just proves that Moon really is a good big brother and his first instinct is to accept new prospective siblings with open arms (because remember, he did try to help Eclipse at first before Eclipse turned him down flat—and Bloodmoon didn’t express an interest either way, but they were still met with tons of empathy, even if it wasn’t expressed to them directly). He also has tons of empathy, and it is telling that the Computer was the one who shot down KC’s first suggestion of just getting rid of him by saying Moon would never allow it, being proved right by Moon confirming as much with no hesitation literally seconds later. But yet again I worry about his general mental state and self-worth, because while it is good that he was taking responsibility for his actions and attitude toward Sun in the early days, I do think he was still shouldering a bit too much of the blame. Though I do give him credit that he did, actually, acknowledge KC as a contributing factor to that.

And I think it is interesting that KC prefaced his desire for Moon to live with saying “just let me do this for you.” I’m not sure if he did that intentionally to mimic what Sun was saying before going off on his hunt for Eclipse, but either way I think it’s going to have a big impact on Moon one way or another. On the one hand it might just further cement his stubborn self-sacrificing nature and determination for KC to live, since what Sun ended up doing right after saying those words resulted in the absolute fiasco the two of them have found themselves in currently. On the other hand, it might sway him to actually sit down and listen more to KC’s reasonings and arguments, since Sun just proved that desperate people really do actually do desperate things, and KC and Moon are currently in a more desperate and delicate situation than Sun was.

Speaking of Sun, Moon’s absolute joy at hearing Sun had come back to the daycare was really sweet. He just sounded so relieved his brother was safe. And he didn’t even care that Sun accidentally put him and KC in this dangerous position.

I do hope the two of them can survive, though. A terrible father KC might be, but he does deserve the chance to live and continue growing. And Moon deserves the chance to be able to relax and enjoy autonomy without having to worry about sharing or having someone unexpectedly take over.

…Not to mention that he deserves to have friends who actually like him and spending time with him and acknowledging him, and not someone just pretending to be him. It’s fine if they’re friends with KC and Lunar as well, but Moon shouldn’t have to take a backseat to all of that by default.

Honestly, at this point it is probably best if he just gets a new set of friends altogether, because it is abundantly clear that outside of Monty (and sort of kind of Golden Freddy? He’s more of a mentor, so I don’t think he really counts in the same way) the others don’t really know him or care about him more deeply than being on friendly coworker terms. And, like—Sun and Moon have been dealing with literal world-ending threats! Even Vanny was nervous about touching any of their shenanigans in the course of her current evil schemes. And the others don’t seem to even notice, let alone care. And yet Moon is continually offering them free therapy!

Gregory gets a pass since he is a literal child, and so does Roxanne—at least to an extent—given that she was one of Eclipse’s victims. But—from a completely story-driven point of view, and ignoring the limitations imposed by real world schedules and such—it is getting ridiculous at this point just how out of the loop everyone is on Sun and Moon’s life.

Anyways… that aside, I will be interested to see what ultimately happens with Moon and KC’s situation. But either way, at least they aren’t at odds anymore and can actually understand and sympathize with each other, and there won’t be hard feelings on either of their ends no matter the outcome. Maybe lots of regrets if one of them does have to sacrifice themselves, but at least that will show that both of them did care about each other.

[zowiesblog]

we all need… a place to call home

[Neteyam x Female OC]

(prologue)

Summary: Spider and Dalya are human twins, orphaned by the war. They grow up between Hell’s Gate and the Omatikaya village. Main events from the end of the first movie still occur, this prologue explains my version of it. The next chapters will take place between the two movies and eventually TWOW as they grow older.

⚠️ Disclaimer: I own nothing, just love the franchise and wanted to write an alternative universe with an original character! I saw the movies multiple times and documented myself on the lore, haven’t read the comics. I have a rough outline of where this fic is gonna go, so spoiler alert it’s going to be a long ass fic, soz. Main ideas will be siblings dynamics/shenanigans/silly minor mistakes/bickering/siblings being siblings; the mood will change when the Sky People return though 👀, a slow burn relationship between Neteyam & Dalya; Neytiri & Jake won’t be useless in the background, and a Tsireya/Lo’ak relationship when we reach that part of the story! Oh and Neteyam won’t die bc I said so! 😡 Anyway, I’ll stop rambling. Please tell me if you like it! xx

rest of the story on my ao3:

Dalya can’t remember the first time she felt hatred towards humans.

It’s not like she was taught to hate them. One day, she just heard about them and the terrible things they did, then decided to despise them ever since.

The ones she’s never known that is, the Sky People.

Norm, Max, Jamal, Anya, all the people at Hell’s Gate, they’re not like these humans, they’re scientists. They work for the good of Pandora, they never sought to destroy Her. But she does hear the stories growing up; a decaying planet, a desperate people, greedy corporations, dystopian nations…The Sky People quickly became the monsters under the bed for her and her twin brother Spider. So when they both realised they could have lived on that so called Earth, from parents that gladly believed Pandora should be theirs, they started to notice the weirdness around their presence here.

It manifested in small things, at first.

She was five when she first noticed how different her body was compared to the natives. She started comparing herself to the avatars at Hell’s Gate’s lab. Her blonde wavy hair which had never been cut since her birth (Anya loved her hair, Dalya couldn’t care less about it), her white tanned skin that was slightly lighter than her brother’s, her emerald green eyes and tiny body, her five fingers and toes. She also noticed how Na’vi kids would laugh at the sight of them; their mothers taking them away so as to not get in contact, Dalya and Spider not being allowed in certain places, hell, even the damn air wasn’t breathable. She didn’t like being in this body, and envied the Avatar drivers. She would dream of being able to go outside without her exopack, to jump and run and hunt and explore Pandora with a body that had a right to be there.

Things changed though, given time.

Jake Sully, the Olo’eyktan, vouched for the 20 humans that were allowed to stay after the war; he then slowly managed to include them among the Omatikaya and his efforts resulted in an amicable, but still vigilant relationship between the two people. Which also improved with time.

The twins love Jake. He is one of the many paternal figures they had growing up.

He first met them when they were babies and he followed their lives closely, made sure to teach them the Na’vi language very early on in the hope of making them bilingual, as well as all his ways of adapting and embracing the Omatikayan way of life before officially introducing them to the village when they were six. Neytiri wasn’t as eager as him. In fact, she wanted humans to be as far away from her as possible. Her mother, Mo’at, was more inclined to the idea of meeting the twins but still very reluctant to actually meet them. Jake convinced them though, with great effort. He also convinced his people, by telling them how sweet and harmless these kids were. How much of an opportunity it was to raise humans among the Na’vi, how important it was to see the sky people weren’t all vile and unredeemable. The people were scared and traumatised by the war, they lost so much because of humans, why should they ever trust them again? Eventually, their trust in their leader allowed them to open their minds and hearts to welcoming the orphans.

The day of their introduction is still so clear in Dalya’s mind.

Spider had ben ecstatic, he all but ran ahead of Jake when he told them. Dalya shared her brother’s enthusiasm but her wariness took over, so young but all too aware of what she was to the Na’vi. An outcast, a parasite even, like the ones that ate the pretty flowers she saw with Anya near the meadow.

Jake had laughed at Spider, shaking his head and yelling for him to wait up. He noticed Dalya trailing behind and bent all the way down to her level, he basically had to sit down to look her in the eyes.

He is so tall, Dalya thought, like a giant from the stories Max would read to her at bedtime. Even when I grow up, I’ll still need to look up to see him.

“What’s wrong kiddo? Come on, everyone is waiting for you two!”

Dalya looked into his familiar amber eyes and felt a lump in her throat starting to form. She felt safe with him but didn’t want to start crying, she just felt so silly.

Jake knew and understood them, he didn’t care that they were humans. But the Na’vi…

“I don’t think they will like us, Jake… We’re monsters just like the Sky people” she sniffled, rubbing her eyes, willing them not to spill her unshed tears.

Jake sighed and took her small hand. Behind him, Spider had come back for them, all impatient and sassy about their lack of speed.

“Okay, Spider come here with your sister, come on, stop sighing. And don’t roll your eyes at me, lil man.”

“Whaaaaat is it? We’re gonna be late!! Don’t you wanna go already ‘Lya?!” Spider exclaimed, before noticing his sister’s face and immediately stopping his complaining.

Jake motioned for him to sit down next to Dalya.

“So, I want you kids to know that you deserve to be here okay? You’re right where you’re supposed to be. The Omatikaya already know a lot about you and they chose to welcome you. You will earn your place because you were allowed to, you’re not stealing or destroying like the Sky people. You are nothing like them.”

You know what, let’s make a pact just the three of us heh? I want you to tell me every time you feel like Dalya is feeling right now okay? You can trust me to be here for you, no matter what.”

Dalya’s tears had stopped and she felt a sense of pride in how he was addressing them. He trusts us, she thought, glancing at her brother who was already looking at her. He nudged her shoulder and smiled at her. She knew he was also waiting for her to speak, because Dalya was just better at speaking anyway.

“Pinky promise?” Dalya offered with the brightest smile Jake had seen on her small face.

“Pinky promise it is.” Jake intertwined his pinkie with both of theirs and smiled when they shook it happily.

Dalya will remember that day forever.

Everything went better than she had anticipated, there were a few weird looks and some mean comments when they entered the village but all of this evaporated the minute she met the Sully kids.

They had been impatient for their father to finish his welcome speech, eager to show the village and its surroundings to the newcomers. The first kid to speak was Neteyam, the oldest, who was the same age as the twins. He had kind eyes.

He’s almost the same height as us, Dalya thought.

“Hi, I’m Neteyam, it’s very nice to meet you. This is my sister Kiri, and my brother Lo’ak.” He had said in perfect English, while Lo’ak and Kiri had greeted them excitedly.

“Hi I’m Spider and this is my twin Dalya! You know we can speak Na’vi right? We’re not fluent but once we are, you won’t have to speak ’Ìnglìsì to us.”

Dalya smiled and rolled her eyes at her brother’s confidence. They were nowhere near being fluent but she guessed that if they spent more time around the Na’vi they would learn faster.

Neteyam laughed softly while observing them and concluded “We’ll teach you everything we know don’t worry!!”

“And Dad said we will all train once we’re older! We’ll get to become mighty warriors together!” Lo’ak all but screeched and spoke fast with his hands all over the place, a single braid falling in front of his eyes.

“Yeah you wish, penis face” Kiri replied cheekily.

The twins burst out laughing at her bold insult and Lo’ak swatted his sister’s arm in response. Dalya noticed how embarrassed he looked and promptly stopped laughing.

“Well I’m sure you all will be great mighty warriors like Jake. We’ll cheer you on from the side though.” she amended.

“Why?” Neteyam asked, intrigued towards the more reserved twin. It was the first time he had heard her voice since the conversation began.

Dalya furrowed her brows at his question. Is he blind?

“We’re humans, we can’t be warriors” she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Human warriors are Na’vi killers…” she kept that to herself though.

Spider turned his head sharply at her.

“Stop it ‘Lya. Of course we can. Jake was a warrior on Earth before he became Na’vi.”

“Yeah, you can be whatever you want here Dalya.” Kiri said kindly, putting a hand on her shoulder. She was pretty, her hair in a style adorned with colourful beads Dalya wished she had. Maybe hair is important after all, she thought.

Dalya suddenly felt uncomfortable and looked around, her cheeks flushed. She smiled a little at Kiri’s kindness but started rubbing her thumb against the palm of her hand. That’s when Lo’ak and Neteyam both decided to start the tour.

Dalya was glad for the subject change, she wanted to say more but didn’t want to be the kill joy and she also remembered Jake’s words back at Hell’s Gate.

You’re right where you’re supposed to be.

She took a deep breath, the small group was starting to run to wherever Neteyam chose to take them. She watched them and her brother interact, laughing and bouncing from platform to platform. The Sully kids bombarding him with questions and Spider barely catching his breath after answering before asking them questions in return.

Yeah, we’re gonna be okay she thought, a hopeful smile spreading on her face.

“Wait for me!!” she shouted.

[feuqueerfire]

My Stand-In Ep 11 Live Blogging

I'm so excited, been waiting for the past 5 days. From the previews, seems like it'll be an angsty episode (episode 11 after all) and I'm really looking forward to this "ep 11 angst curse" because the conflict has been hinted at throughout the entire show so far (Ming's rich, shitty family and the fact that they would disapprove if they knew he was gay) rather than random problems that pop-up just because they need conflict. Also, I thinkkkk it may bring the two of them closer together, especially with Ming showing how far he's willing to go for Joe and that he's serious about this, rather than driving the two of them apart.

Ep 11 (July 5)

59 minutes, nice. Also half-glad that apparently it releases early-ish in the morning because I expected it to release closer to noon because today I get to watch it earlier but next week, there'll be an even longer time between when it's released and when I get to watch it and there'll be spoilers abound.

Mike promised Ming something hmm, will we get an ally?

even Sol knew that Joe wasn't gonna be able to not get back together with Ming lol

oh, I hope Sol is bowing out. he even used Phi-Nong for themselves

man, Mike's not an ally, just a soft villain compared to what I assume his father will do. although i wonder if Mike's the one who'll send the contract stuff to Joe's mother because I'm dreading that the most and will make Mike much worse

oh nooooo, we're already getting Ing finding out about the Ming-Joe contract aghhh I don't wanna watch T.T

I don't really even know how Joe would explain this tbh like what would make her be okay?

damn, she really said don't see me until you've paid off all the debt

so Mike isn't behind it? fr? hmm...

sickly, delicate, Victorian boy looking Ming

ohh Ming's telling Mike about new Joe being old Joe

not the parents suddenly coming in, not even a hint that they've come home beforehand

Ming's vomit falling on his mother's hand is grossing me out

lmfao Mike knowing that Ming was faking it. i love siblings and their shenanigans

yay, Mike has become an ally

I know people were shipping Mike and the secretary, though I don't care about that pairing myself

giggling over them playing around and Ming being a cute menace while in a hospital bed

okayyyy is the mother gonna be fine too now that she's seen the two of them together/wants her son to be well? also she's so beautiful

Ah, the mother sent the lawyer to Ing agh

Poor May bro, I can't believe she's stuck with Tong and is gonna have a child too agh I want her to leave him so bad

yess May, I love youuuuu <333333

why is this father actually evil bruh, threatening to disown Ming and take away his business and everything

anyway, that Tong info was barely leverage like Ming could've left and been disowned even without that aghhh should've used it as at least a bit more leverage

I'm once again mad/sad that Ming's not seeing Joe's real face

May, trusttttt, this divorce will be good for you

Do not show me Tong saying "I'm sorry" to the empty air. Is he doing this because he wants to protect May from the debt collectors or something? idc, you can't make me sympathetic towards him, I need to see him get fucked up

Tong leading these debt collectors straight to Joe while he begs him aghhh and now Joe's gotta fight them because he's too nice

girl what even, how did they switch clothes and mask/glasses so that they kidnap Joe instead of Tong and whyyyyy

why why why would you "take care of this" Joe? why

Ming mistakenly calling Tong Joe from seeing his back goes so hard though

500 000 000 baht oh my god, let's just trade and have Tong killed what the fuck

It's not fun to see Tong grovel/admit fault, I want revenge aklsjfaklsfjskl;f

fucking hell. I guess this is how Joe ends up in the wheelchair

we wouldn't happen to get Joe's real body back, would we? Since the cremation happened and everybody attended his funeral

did nobody inform Joe's mother? meanwhile fuckass Tong is here

what the hell is that door?

poor Joe who is fucking tired of everything happening to him. can't blame him for choosing the door, though I wonder if he's gonna turn back around next ep or he'll get his own body back or what

ofc we're ending here

The conflict had been hinted at throughout the show, but the episode was still quite different from the usual episodes where they're mostly in like Joe's house or at work (shooting/practicing/etc.) and Ming's a strong presence, whether it be to psychologically play with Joe or begging Joe lol. And this felt like a bit of a different genre now with the father and the debt collectors kidnapping Joe but we've been building up to it for a while. Like I'm just glad that the ep 11 problems, although more intense and in a different form than the previous episodes, are not out of the left field.

I can take Mike and Ming's mother becoming allies in this episode but I do not have it in me to give Tong grace. They still made him kinda cowardly and selfish in this episode but he's being portrayed as pitiful as well and maybe like he's turned a new leaf but like Enough! I was on board Ming's changes but you can't just make every shitty person become "good," I still need to see Tong get his comeuppance but I doubt we will. If they also make the father come around next episode (is he the one who called the cops?), then what even... we need some villains/antagonists who don't become sympathetic (the debt collectors don't count, they're hardly characters).

I can't believe I've not got to wait a week and ~8 hours to watch the last episode, what the hell... give it to me now. I'm not super worried about what happens next week though because of the scenes with Joe in a wheelchair that are yet to come.

[alstroemeriatea]

things i want to see for Inside Job S2

- Myc and andre shenanigans (drugs, tripping, who knows maybe even they could do a gag where they end up in a spacecast interview from The Midnight Gospel w clancy, duncan trussel would definetly be on board and both of the series are nextflix originals)

- Brett!!! Give me Brett content please specifically his relationship with his family (ik it’s gonna be bad but I’m pretty sure they’re still alive?)(Brett having siblings? Being a good brother?)

- Anothertime travel Ep. maybe this time to the future - Alex Hirsch I’m counting on you to give us something amazing, maybe even slip a Bill Cipher gag in there who knows)

- More pop cultlure references like the 80s Ep with ET that was so funny I loved it (Imagine if we got an episode filmed The Office interview-style)

- Maybe we get an ep. where Brett goes back to his college as an allumi and has to deal with all that he knows aboutt he deep state and how much his life has changed (I’m sensing character development and angst)

- Reagan and Brett being best friends and having their sibling dynamic again pls and thank u

- Reagan laying into JR (please and thank you - she should beat him up with his golf culbs)

- speaking of which, where is JR? 

- illuminati scandel (workplace drama please and thank you, I have high hopes for this new character, Ron)

- Rand getting his fucking shit rocked (I would love to see Gigi making his life a personal hell)

- more info on Reagan’s relationship with her mother, Tamiko (was Tamiko overly involved with the Deep State to begin with? Did she have her mind wiped?)

- Reagan getting back in touch with her childhood best friend Orrin and what the fuck happened to him?

- Anyway I’m so excited for Nov. 18th!!

[hooterhorror]

Taking this opportunity to get more Lost Boys content hehe

If I can, can I please get some headcanons of David and Paul (separate) dating a Frog! Reader?? Like they've never mentioned that they're related to the lil vampire hunters and the boys find out?? I love stuff like this sbsjsn

HI ANTHONY LMFAOOOO

I was honestly looking really forward to writing this!!! also pls keep in mind I have yet to rewatch the movie, so I hope they're as in character possible! I'll still use the headcanons and interpretations I've come up with <33

enjoy!!!

Paul and David with a Frog!s/o

format: headcanons

warnings: it's almost 6am as I start (once again) and I won't fully proofread!

David.

I have a love hate relationship with this man. His devotion is obvious, but just as much as his need to be in control and get what he wants. So when he set eyes on you, he decided he had to have you.

David definitely has game though. He'll smooth talk you anytime he "runs into you" on the docks, even drive by on his bike and rev it up to try and get your attention for longer than a few seconds-

he's smitten, but he won't admit it. He doesn't like vulnerability

Something sparks between you two. You finally give him the time of day and hold a little conversation with him, then he takes you for a joy ride under the full moon <3

it was romantic in a way. Even with all his friends riding along and whooping and hollering behind the two of y'all.

It's probably difficult getting involved with David, especially with your little brothers.

they swear there's something off about him and his friends, and cite their comic books as evidence and complain when you go on yet another date with him- but your parents are quick to hush them up and wish you well. They're far too tired to deal with the "vampire hunter" shenanigans the two have going on.

And it's great. Despite David being an obvious pain in the side, him pestering you earns him some more time with you.

You never thought to tell him about your family. Why would it matter? David says he doesn't have any around, so you figured that you wouldn't have to introduce yours-

Your brothers adamancy on David's nature unfortunately did lead to them sneaking out and hunting you both down. It's we'll past midnight when they find you on the beach with David, relaxing and watching the sky as you chat.

It's a mess soon after. Edgar and Alan had attempted to attack David to protect their older sibling, and instead end up on their asses on the beach and getting lectured by you.

David is upset of course. He was caught off guard and that's really uncool!

he brushes himself off. Doesn't say a word even as you try to continuously diffuse the situation.

They did just try to drive a makeshift stake through his back- who wouldn't be upset and unnerved?

"So you're telling me... You're related to those little thorns in my side? Am I getting that right?"

Obviously they've caused more than enough trouble for tonight, so you apologize and take them home. This time they stay in bed, more than happy to avoid another long-winded yelling spew from you about "don't kill my sorts boyfriend!"

don't worry. It won't be long til you hear a familiar bike revving up outside your house

David will welcome you with open arms (and some surprise) when you race our the door to apologize again, all whilst hugging him

"Hey, less apologizing and more "getting on the bike" alright? I've got something nice planned for us."

You'll end up wrapped in David's leather jacket and cozying up to his side as his pals shout and mess around with each other somewhere nearby.

Yes. David is a vampire. Full 'blooded'. But now he really can't let you know that... Not yet anyways.

He has some stuff to take care of first

Paul.

Oh where to start with this beautiful man...

A real charmer this one. Marko had egged him on to ask you out or get your number when the gang had spotted you and immediately noticed Paul's instant liking to you

Paul is many things, but he ain't shy. That's for damn sure.

So he saunters up to where you're sat and introduces himself. He's Paul, what about you? Oh what a stunning name! Wanna go out? Get some food?

Unfortunately for him you've already ate by then. He visibly deflates until you offer to go out the next night.

One harmless date leads to another. And another. You don't know what this man has done, but he has you entranced. He's trapped you and you're not getting free anytime soon.

Well... the attention is nice... maybe you don't want to get free anytime soon?

After a month or so, you boldly offer to have him over at your place. Obviously you're quick to tell him that you just want some company as you watch your brothers. Your parents wanted to go out.

Honestly you were surprised the burned out couple made it out of bed

He's hesitant. Surprising coming from him, you'd think he'd be quick to jump on the idea. He agrees eventually, on the condition that you order some food and let him pick the movies y'all watch.

The date didn't go as planned needless to say. It started off fine! Then your brothers inserted themselves into your business and decided to join you and Paul for dinner.

Paul entertains them for a little while, teasing them and laughing when you tell him to knock it off.

But you don't miss how he clearly bristled when the two of them entered the room. Maybe he just didn't like kids....

That idea seemed ridiculous so you didn't let it bother you. You had to make sure Edgar and Allen didn't do anything stupid.

And oh did they.

The second you and Paul turned your backs, they had poured garlic powder into his food.

They stared at him as he took a bite of his now contaminated food. Soon enough he was coughing and his face was red. He wasn't choking, just having a very bad allergic reaction.

he stumbles into the bathroom where he washes his face, hands, and arms. Even his neck. And in the kitchen you raise hell, telling them about his garlic allergy and how much they had literally fucked up-

The three of you only snapped out of the argument when Paul slammed the front door and was off into the night.

you were distraught. Your parents were upset at both you and your brothers. You for having a boyfriend over that they never met, and them for almost killing the guy!

You can't keep Paul away though. No, that's not how that works. You'll see him around. You don't know it, but he's keeping an eye on you.

But you'll have to seek him out to apologize and ask if he's alright. David is shocked by the absolute gall you have to be walking up to the gang when your brothers just almost KILLED PAUL.

You don't know the truth, and that's the only thing keeping you alive. And in Paul's arms, of course.

He'll forgive you. It wasn't your fault anyway technically.

"I'm never going near those hell spawns though."

yeah who can blame him....

Paul is a sucker for attention. He'll ultra super forgive you if you shower him in your affection after that fiasco, ensuring he knows how sorry you are and how worried you had been-

Will kiss you in front of the gang. Marko will heave and then make fun of you both.

Then high five Paul when you're not looking, ofc.

and yeah, there's no denying. David is pissed.

[dateamonster]

stone alone

the premise of deuce wanting to take a gap year to explore the world feels almost like a call back to the end of monster high 2. i think its a nice bit of characterization for him. and we got the name of his sisters!! (altho i had trouble making them out. yariley? steena?) is deuce the baby of the family???

deuce and manny roomies!! love that for them.

WAIT SIX SIBLINGS??

wilderness buddies <333

OUGH THEYRE HERE im sooo happy were getting to see more of deuces family. tbqh i dont think these girlies have the most inspired designs.. one of the series pitfalls i think is you can super tell when a character is designed to be more on the disposable side.. love that theyre beefy tho lol

finnegans all-terrain wheelchair is such a cool design choice

ohh he IS the baby! and the only boy! and i love hearing abt mannys family backstory as well

horsin around

ohh detective clawd and femme fatale coded draculaura i like it

they just couldnt resist dropping that paramount plus reference huh -_-

CLAWDS ART IS SO CUTE

living rent free in your belfry is an amazing line the puns and wordplay in this show are genuinely so fun

ok yea theyre selling me on g3 draculaura/clawd i always thought they were cute in g1 so its nice to see this new take on them

dudes in some serious looney toons style shenanigans with this raccoon

moonlit fieldtrip

its kinda wild to hear from clawdeen that humans and monsters cant co exist. like girl. ur dad. im not saying it doesnt make sense for her to believe that having grown up feeling so alienated in the human world but it makes me kinda sad. im sure thats the lesson of the day anyway but idk it struck me as kind of a subtly tragic moment revealing how resentful and distant clawdeen feels towards humanity, whether or not that was like intentional on the writers parts. anyway.

barkamedes is a little gender to me i fear

another monster hunter?? clawdeen why is ur town so full of these guys

god but im such a sucker for fish-out-of-water plots where monsters are super fascinated with the mundane human world

any episode with mr wolf in it for even a second is such a treat

buddy redemption hell yea!! i dont even know this guy but im happy for both him and barkamedes <3

that human filter is Terrifying.

a little boost

LAGOONAS MANGA!!!!!!!! CHARACTER OF ALL TIME

ohhhhhhh gill time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

reading f/f graphic novels i see.. lagoona bi moment? 🤔

marceline mention??? definitely a lagoona bi moment

g3 gill seems like a sweetiepie i hope we get to see more of him

fresh waters run deep

damn asked and answered! i honestly didnt expect another gill ep right away

probably not the intended takeaway but i think its soo funny lagoona was constantly like omg a starcrossed lovers forbidden romance with a freshwater monster <3 until she started actually hanging out with him and then its like oh yeah our cultural differences are actually rooted in a history of bloody conflict this sucks actually

pleeease do not continue to call her goonie lmaoo

gills cousin lochlan rules actually. that hook piercing! id genuinely get a doll of him.

lagoona rules and this is such a fun ep for her. love seeing her get all aggro and competitive.

ohh extremely good little speech from lagoona too. and honestly a more mature moment than i expected from this ep overall. mh invokes a lot of these "monster conflicts as metaphors for real world conflicts" plotlines but they usually do the typical kids show thing where both sides are at least partially in the wrong or else the whole thing is based on a misunderstanding. with that in mind, lagoona even being allowed to be mad about the injustice done against her people, understanding that gill isnt personally responsible but also that his inaction continues to perpetuate harm done against them, is pretty bold. i dont know if mh will stick the landing here but im rooting for them.

aw look at gill making the right choice!! love the decision to have him admit that like while he wasnt acting out of malice, he was being deliberately ignorant to what was going on because he didnt want to admit that his family couldve been complicit in the theft of something clearly sacred to the seamonster folk. once again a strong choice!

alright im on board for gill/lagoona. ya got me again monster high!

sew fierce

skelita!!! and her va is so good too!

skelita and frankies interactions this ep are adorable but otherwise this is kind of a nothin episode. not bad just not much to say on it. fun to see them do a fashion ep tho! kind of a throwback vibe

frankenmonsters not feeling heat is an interesting little quirk. i wonder if theyll keep that a part of the continuity or just forget about it lol

ohh im sorry frankie and skelita i do not like that fit......

catching up on monster high notes!

spell the beans

looooove clawdeens dad joining the parents association he is involved in his childrens education :3 he is making cookies and making friends :3

momdusa is so milfy i could die the gays stay winning once again

dracula is soooo silly hes winning me over i fear

!! momdusa never moved on from high school and falls over so much and loves her wife wow she is the perfect woman actually

its not my dream dad its YOURS

obsessed w everyone wanting to eat clawdeens dad

THANK YOU for explaining the camera/mirror thing with vampires i was wondering abt that

mr wolf and dracula friendship moment 🥺

EXPELBEAST!! i love when they do something fun and goofy with the mh lore

idk if those were lagoonas parents in the mpa but i wish we got more of them there looked so cute

growing up ghoulia

mothman!!!!!!!!!!!

some of these side characters have such interesting designs the purple dragon girl sitting in front of ghoulia was soo cute

MONSTER GSA LETS GOOO

i loove when mh does some classic monster movie stuff. ghoulia clone zombie attack rules.

not to be a broken record but i feel like ghoulias ep here would be more meaningful if she was still more noticeably zombie-like. like she says she moves slower than other monsters but i dont like. see that. let her lurch!

casketball jinx

im so happy to see howleen!!

kaiju girlie is such a queen we love to see it

tbqh i think howleen was right for this one

clawdeen both being on the team and being a cheerleader seems like soo much take a rest bestie 😭

do u think clawdeen had a wolf fursona before she found out she was a werewolf? i think so.

[janetbrown711]

“Why are you so nice to me” wakko or yakko max

To Wakko's delight, his brother kept good on his promise. Weeks passed and his brother devoted several days to restoring their bond just as it once was (the other days Yakko spent with Dot or with the both of them).

Heck, Wakko was so secure in his brother not abandoning him when Yakko asked if he could start up writing to Max again (at a much slower pace than before, he promised), Wakko said yes (barely) without hesitation. He knew that Max made him happy... and that he kinda owed it to Yakko to let him hang out with him again, as their little "not exactly falling out" was his fault (to him, anyway).

Everything was starting to seem... good- perfect, even.

However, Dot's birthday was rapidly approaching and Yakko was starting to get ideas.

"You know what we should do?" He said, lounging on the couch in the sunroom. "We should throw a ball for your birthday, Dot."

Dot perked up from her book. "What? Why? We never held balls for our birthdays before."

Yakko rolled his eyes. "That's because Grandma ruins everything. In this book I'm reading it says it was tradition for the royal family to hold big celebrations on their birthdays. I think it'd be fun- plus a great opportunity for you two to start making some friends."

Oh.

This again.

Wakko tried to laugh it off. "You'd have to get mum and dad to agree, and they've been pretty busy with the flooding in the west."

"Bah, that's mostly dealt with at this point. I'm sure they could use the break too," Yakko countered.

"B-but mom's coronation wasn't even that long ago," Wakko argued.

"It was over three months ago," Dot rolled her eyes. "I think a party would be fun," she looked to Yakko.

"Didn't you have fun at mom's coronation?" Yakko asked his middle sibling.

"Well I- I suppose I did..." Wakko thought back to the massive chalk drawing he had covered the floor with. It was pretty fun, and it made a lot of people happy.

"See? I'm sure a party in Dot's honor would be fun all the same- plus, making friends is great, I'm sure you'll love it," Yakko said with a reassuring smile on his face, though Wakko still wasn't quite convinced. However, he could see how much both of his siblings wanted this (even though the idea was only seconds old) and who was he to say no?

"Alright, I guess we can do that," He said, which made Dot clap in excitement as she began to detail everything she'd want for a party in her honor.

Wakko had a feeling this was going to be interesting.

.o0o.

As expected, their parents were ecstatic at the idea, and they spared no expense in attempts to create what they believed a much-needed celebration for the people of Warnerstock and their allies.

And to say it truly was Dot's creative vision would not be false. There were a lot of pinks- a lot, a lot of pinks. Though mostly tasteful, if you saw it it was hard to look away from.

But still, Wakko was happy for her, she was having the time of her life planning it all out with their dad, who was equally happy to spoil his little girl.

However, he knew deep down that despite what Yakko had sworn, her party was probably going to be very different from the coronation. He hoped it would be fun, but the more he watched decorations being put into place and talks about the guests and feasts the more he was beginning to worry.

He didn't say anything though, as the rest of his family seemed far too happy for him to want to bother them with his plight. They deserved this break, he was probably just being dramatic anyways. He'd be fine- and maybe make a friend just like Yakko said he would.

Wakko did his best to remain optimistic, despite the knots forming deep within.

It wasn't too long before the grand day arrived. Wakko had thought they had pulled out all the stops just for decorating but the day itself was insane too. Dot was showered in presents and even was taken out to town with William to go shopping for anything her heart desired, meanwhile Yakko, Wakko, and Lena stayed behind and supervised the final touches on the decorations.

Okay- really only Lena supervised, but Yakko and Wakko were technically there too. They didn't stay with her long, as she gave them a list of things to check up on so she could talk to some people which they were fine with.

Together, the brothers walked through the massive dining hall, checking curtains, flowers, vases, tapestries, etc. to make sure they were in the exact right places (not that the list really said where they were supposed to be) and checked them all off.

"So... are you looking forward to tonight?" Yakko asked, checking off 'left-most curtains'.

"Oh- uh- Yeah! I am... are you?" Wakko quickly said.

"Oh yeah, totally, it'll be great to see Max. It's been a while... you're still cool with that, right?" Yakko glanced down at him before checking another thing off.

Wakko nodded. "I won't try to prank or drive him away this time, I swear."

Yakko snorted. "I know you know better, I'm just asking if you're okay with me hanging out with him for tonight instead of you."

"Yeah, I am. You did say I should make friends after all," Wakko said, fiddling with gloves. Yakko looked away from the checklist and gave his little brother a side hug.

"I'm proud of you, you know that?" Yakko asked.

"Yeah, yeah," It was Wakko's turn to laugh.

"I'm serious-" Yakko let go and punched Wakko's arm lightly. "You're doing great. You should be proud of yourself too, you've come a long way."

Wakko smiled a little. "Maybe."

Yakko chuckled. "Well, it looks like we're just about done with this list. Wanna go turn it in to mom and go get changed into uncomfortable suits and greet guests for hours on end, or do you wanna just double and triple check the list until the last second?"

"Definitely check the list," Wakko laughed too.

And so the brothers did, until Lena caught wind of their shenanigans and forced them to start getting ready for the party (though they did cut a lot of time so technically they still regarded it as a win). At least those outfits weren't the worst they've ever worn (they were pretty confident nothing would ever top how itchy and miserable their funeral outfits were). Still, standing around and greeting people was a dreadfully boring job, not to mention awkward until their father and Dot eventually came to join them and actually do their job properly.

They knew their mom was busy, but leaving the two of them in charge was a little questionable.

Plus, after all that interaction, Wakko was starting to feel weird. Tired, but also not-? It was complicated. All he knew was that he wanted to be alone and maybe pace for a while, that'd be nice.

However, the party was to start in not too long, so he really didn't have time for that. He followed Yakko around for a while to the main party room where the people they had greeted before were all chatting amongst themselves. It wasn't too loud yet, but Wakko's tail twitched nervously as he weaved between people and conversations.

He hadn't been this nervous at the coronation- Wakko really wished he could figure out why he was feeling this way. Alas, he was unable.

He did feel a little better as Yakko and he found a spot of their own to chill in for a while, away from all the people.

"A lot of people came to this shindig, huh?" Yakko joked, "though probably no more than those who attended mom's coronation."

"Yeah..." Wakko said, trying to compare them mentally.

"More kids though, which is really good for you and Dot to make friends," Yakko said.

"Yep, yep," Wakko feigned enthusiasm.

"Are you okay..?" Yakko asked, causing Wakko to straighten out his act instantly and nod.

"Of course," he said. Yakko frowned.

"You don't have to lie you know," He remarked. Wakko bit his lip.

"M'just a little tired," he shrugged, figuring it was close enough to the truth.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Yakko asked worriedly.

Wakko nodded again. "I'll be fine, I'm probably just hungry."

Yakko laughed a little. "Alright, but you'll tell me if anything is wrong, right?"

"Mhm."

"Good."

The brothers stood in a bored silence for a while, before the rest of their family walked in and the festivities officially began.

It started with the feast, which was pretty harmless, as Wakko enjoyed talking with his family and the food was "quite excellent". The hall was filled with good cheer and hearty laughter, which he could appreciate.

However, after that, things began to blur.

It seemed only moments ago he was eating when suddenly everything was taken away and it turned into social hour. and Dot and their parents disappeared once more. He recalled Yakko asking if it was okay for him to go to Max, to which Wakko nodded and even pushed him away some. Oh god- he hoped that wasn't too aggressive.

Now he was alone. People were talking, walking, dancing, all sorts of activities. Wakko tried to take it all in, but all of the colors and sounds were starting to burn his eyes.

Friends. He was told he had to make friends.

He tried looking around for kids his age, but just turning his head made him dizzy.

Hmph.

Still, he was determined to function as a normal child would so he began weaving through the rapidly shifting crowd as he had earlier, just with a much louder and more busy crowd.

Suddenly his suit was starting to feel a lot more uncomfortable than before. God- if he could just find someone-

He bumped right into a lady in a bright purple dress. He quickly stuttered an apology before scurrying away as fast as he could, not even waiting for a response.

Seriously- was his suit trying to choke him? He pulled on it desperately, but if anything it just made the pull tighter. Wakko growled to himself as he walked further and further away from whoever that lady was, until he hit the wall.

At least the marble was cool, it was starting to feel like it was a million degrees in here.

Still, it wasn't enough. he still felt hot, and stuffy- was he even breathing anymore?

...Yes, yes he was. Rather fast though- oh dear, was that his heart? oh god- what was happening? Why was the music so loud? Why was his collar so tight? When was the last time he blinked? Where were these "kids" Wakko was supposed to make friends with?

Wait- no, he could see those. A group of them- shit, they were looking at him. Wakko noticed his nail was twitching nervously- he grabbed it and forced it to stop, but the kids laughed.

Wakko ran away again, covering his ears, his face turning red and the knot in his stomach transporting itself to his throat.

"No, no, no, no. Please, not now..." He pleaded with himself, but he didn't listen, and tears started to form. Wakko looked desperately for a quick way out, but still couldn't find any- curse the size of this place.

However, as his eyes darted around anxiously, he spotted something- a table covered in a white cloth that went to the ground. Without hesitation, Wakko went to it, making sure no one saw him before crawling underneath.

Wakko stayed there, covering his ears and rocking back and forth awhile, cursing his stupid brain for making these stupid tears that wouldn't end. He also cursed the stupid music for being too loud and the guests for being so many.

He wanted Mom.

He wanted mom to come and find him and scoop him up and take him to the playroom and sit in the rocking chair and rock him to sleep.

However, she didn't come.

No one did.

He was alone, and these tears weren't making him any calmer. Everything still felt so loud- it wasn't this loud before- he loved mom's coronation. Why was his brain so stupid?!

The young prince continued like that for a while, before someone came and lifted the tablecloth. He tried to make a run for it, but the someone grabbed his arm before he could- Wakko turned to look at their face and-

It was Max.

"S-sorry, I probably shouldn't... grab you," He let go, and Wakko scooted back, though he didn't leave. Max saw this as an invitation and joined him under the table.

"A-are- uh... Are you okay?" Max asked. Wakko looked away and shrugged.

"Right... not much of a talker..." Max recalled. Wakko nodded once, though he instantly regretted it, as it made his head feel weird.

Max tapped his fingers on his knee as he tried to figure something out. Wakko avoided any looks the Disney Prince gave him.

"Do you want some water? I can go get you some water," Max offered. Wakko sniffled and thought about it, before nodding once more (and regretting it once more).

with that, he disappeared, though not for too long.

Wakko noticed he stopped crying.

"Here, take this," Max handed him the glass. Wakko accepted the offering, taking a long drink.

Well, that felt at least a little bit better.

He glanced at Max.

"A-aren't you supposed to be with Yakko?" he asked.

"Dot was practically begging Yakko for a dance and I let him, it's her day after all," Max chuckled.

That made sense.

Wakko looked down at the glass, tapping his finger against it and looking at the water ripple.

"Do you need to step out of the party for a sec?" Max asked.

Wakko shrugged, taking a sip.

"Here- I'll help you find an exit," Max said, getting up and holding the cloth open for Wakko.

He hesitated.

He didn't deserve this- such kindness from the guy he locked in the tower mere weeks ago- it didn't make sense.

Then again, he'd give anything to get out of here.

Wakko listening to his senses and got out.

Carefully he followed Max through the gigantic room until they eventually reached a door, through which both of them slipped out of and into a calm and dark hallway.

Instantly, Wakko felt calmed, taking a deep breath.

"Wanna sit down?" Max asked, gesturing to the couches nearby. Wakko nodded. However, instead of sitting on the couch, he chose to lay on the cool floor, even taking off his gloves so he could feel the marble with his fingers.

Max didn't say anything for a while, not seeming to mind the silence. Which was good- because Wakko didn't feel like breaking it.

After a while though, a thought nagged at his brain.

Why.

Why on earth would Max help him? After everything he did? After everything he jeopardized? It didn't make sense.

Wakko sat up. Max looked at him but didn't say anything.

Wakko sighed.

"Why-?" He paused.

"Why... are you being so nice to me?"

"You were in trouble, I couldn't ignore that," Max shrugged. Wakko frowned, putting his gloves back on.

"I-i... Aren't you mad? At least a little?" He asked.

"It wasn't my first time being locked in a room for hours on end," Max snorted.

"Y-yeah, but I tried to hurt you. And Yakko..." Wakko looked at the ground. "I know how much you mean to him."

Max blinked.

"I- uh... well-" Max struggled with his words a moment.

"I don't... blame you, I guess. It's as new to you as it is to me and with a past and family tree like yours, I guess I don't blame you for lashing out? I dunno," Max shrugged, looking away.

Huh...

"Still... you didn't have to do this."

"I wanted to. Trust me, I would've helped any kid I found under there, but I'm glad it was you," Max said.

Wakko looked at him, deciding whether or not he believed that. Ultimately, he did.

"You know... Yakko talks a lot about you," Max said, piquing Wakko's interest.

"He worries a lot, but he says you're a really sweet kid, and I believe that," Max smiled a little. "You should be easier on yourself, you're still growing up you know?"

Wakko thought about that.

"I guess," He said. Max snorted.

"You know... you do seem like a pretty cool kid. I'm sorry if you ever felt I was ignoring you, I promise I'll try to make up for it too," He said.

Wakko thought about that too.

"Thanks," He said.

"I really do hope we can grow to like each other. Yakko means a lot to me and you mean a lot to him... you know?" Max blushed a little, scratching the back of his neck.

Wakko nodded, grinning a little.

"So... are we... cool?" Max asked.

Wakko thought about that as well.

"Yeah, we're cool," He said with his signature smile.

"Cool," Max grinned back. "Because I'm pretty sure Yakko might lose it if his dance with Dot ended and he can't find me."

Wakko laughed.

"Will you be alright?" Max asked, standing. Wakko nodded, getting up as well.

"I'm feeling a lot better... though I think I'll look for mum and dad," He said.

"Fair enough," Max nodded once. "Well- uh... see you around, I guess."

"See you around," Wakko laughed at his awkwardness before going back through the doors and back to the party.

Max followed soon thereafter, hoping Yakko wouldn't be too mad or worried at him for his sudden disappearance.

.o0o.

Yakko couldn't believe that a year ago today he thought his parents were dead. It baffled him honestly- he could turn his head and his parents were right there. They were never really dead- it shocked him to remember sometimes.

He also couldn't believe that only a year ago the most celebration they could share for Dot's birthday was a mini cake they had to sneak late at night.

And now look where he was- dancing in the middle of the ballroom with his little sister having the time of his life- despite the fact Dot couldn't stop giggling and he almost dropped her that one time.

However, he had to draw the line after three songs, which Dot understood, and he gave her back to their parents, hoping Max wouldn't be too mad about Dot taking up so much of his time.

"Ah, Max, there you are- sorry for dancing so long, I have a hard time saying no to her," Yakko laughed between pants, scratching the back of his neck.

"You just got done?" Max teased.

"Yeah, she really liked dancing," Yakko shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets.

"You look like you could use a breather," Max raised an eyebrow at him.

"Who, me? Whatever would give that idea?" He played back, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"C'mon- let's go to the balcony," Max said, taking his hand.

When they got to the door Yakko paused as he looked back at his family, unsure. However, his parents looked at him, and after giving a fair look of warning, they both gave him a thumbs up and nod of approval, and Yakko went off with his prince.

However, they didn't pick a random one, they went all the way through the halls to the usual one they'd go to when Max visited Warnerstock (the kid had a thing for balconies).

"Ahh, fresh air," Yakko embraced the cool night.

"Yep," Max embraced it too, immediately going and leaning on the rails.

"Are you liking the party?" Yakko asked.

"It's pretty good- though a little crowded, but I always know how to find some space," Max answered.

"I feel that- when my birthday rolls around, I'll make it a lot less crowded. I don't know what Dot had against having it outside, but what are you gonna do?" Yakko shrugged.

"I think Wakko would appreciate a smaller shindig," Max said, looking at the garden.

"What makes you say that?" Yakko decided to take his place next to Max also leaning against the railing.

"Ran into him- he wasn't having the best time so I helped ground him again," Max said like it was no big deal.

It was.

"Grounded him? You- managed to calm him down? Is he okay? What happened?" Yakko asked quickly.

"Woah, woah, it's okay. He's totally fine, just... overwhelmed." Max said.

"Oh... well... I'm glad he's okay," Yakko took a deep breath. "And I'm even more glad you were able to help him- that's huge... really."

He looked at him when he said that last part. Max blushed.

"I would've helped anyone, seriously," He looked away.

"Mhm, sure," Yakko teased.

"I am serious though- it probably means a lot to Wakko- he doesn't accept help easily and to allow you... it means he's starting to like you," Yakko said in all seriousness.

"That's good," Max nodded. "I really do want your family to like me- I just... don't have the best ways of showing it, I suppose."

"Hey, you're doing great so far," Yakko held his hand.

There was a moment before Yakko realized what he was doing and both boys broke the gesture.

"Haha... yeahhhh," Max looked at the wall away from Yakko.

There was a stretch of silence between the two, neither knowing what to do. Sure they knew what they wanted but... things are never as easy as just doing what you want.

"My dad and uncles like you too- if you care about that," Max decided to say.

"That's good," Yakko smiled a little, rubbing his thumb on the railing.

Another pause.

"You know- It's funny to me how when we met you thought I might too cool for you," Max remarked.

"When did I ever say that?" Yakko said.

"You called me cool at least fifty times upon first meeting me," Max play punched his arm.

"As I recall, you called me cool, so who's the real cool one here?" Yakko punched him back and the princes laughed.

"Alright, alright, you got me," Max chuckled. "I was just trying to say you were totally wrong, I don't have a cool bone in my body."

"God- you're so cool you don't even know how cool you are. Typical," Yakko sighed teasingly.

"Hey, didn't I just say you're pretty cool too?" Max accused playfully.

"Oh please, you're way cooler. No trauma and with fluffy, luxurious hair like that? Please," Yakko rolled his eyes.

"Oh puh-lease yourself. Trauma is just a cool backstory and you're home is a lot more fun and a lot less crowded and your family is a lot more cool too," Max pointed his finger at Yakko.

"You're exaggerating," Yakko pointed back.

"Nope- not at all. You're one of my first true friends and that automatically makes you very cool," Max crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah? W-well-" Yakko paused, looking at Max carefully.

A pause.

Max's dark brown eyes shined back at Yakko, reflecting the stars that surrounded them wonderfully. His fluffy and luxurious hair framed his face with perfect ease. His signature smile slowly turned into that of curiosity.

Yakko felt his heart flutter.

"I'm not as cool as you think," Yakko stepped down, looking at the ground.

Coward.

Another pause.

"..."

"Well maybe you are right- maybe I am cooler than you."

"Wha-?"

Before Yakko could finish the sentence, Max grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into a kiss.

"S-see?" Max was internally "fjdkaf;sfj"-ing in his brain. "You've won- I'm a lot cooler."

"Y-yeah," Yakko could barely speak his face was as red as Wakko's hat. "You're... yeah," his face melted into a goofy grin.

"Oh god- I'm sorry- d-did you not mean that..?" Max panicked, quickly becoming embarrassed.

"N-no!" Yakko snapped to life. "I-i... I- uh..."

"I liked it," He managed to say. Max smiled.

"W-... Wanna do it again?" Yakko proposed, and Max nodded, and they shared another kiss.

Yakko knew it was corny to think, but it truly felt just like fireworks in his chest.

He liked Max- Max liked him. A part of himself was realized- and he felt alive. A good kind of alive- not the kind of alive that came from life or death situations.

"So... I guess that makes us even," Max joked. Yakko laughed.

"I guess so," He couldn't get himself to stop smiling- neither could Max. They looked at each other before bursting into laughter again.

"Man, we really should return to the party," Max said.

"Yeah, you're right," Yakko's face was starting to hurt from the smiling.

"Do- uh... do you think your parents will be cool... orrrr...?" Max asked.

"Psh, I'm sure they'll be fine," He said without hesitation.

"Cool," Max said, opening the door out of the balcony.

Yakko looked at him for a moment, trying to absorb the moment as best he could.

"You okay?" Max asked.

"Yep," Yakko said, taking a deep breath as he implanted it in his memory in his brain forever.

"C'mon, let's go before they think we've done something stupid," Yakko said, quickly joining Max and grabbing his hand before running back to join his family.

however, right before entering the party room once more, Yakko paused.

"Does this mean our friendship is basically ruined?" He asked.

Max thought about it.

"I wouldn't think of it as a ruining per se... maybe think of it as an upgrade of sorts," Max winked.

God, he was so much cooler.

"Cool," Yakko grinned, squeezing Max's hand.

"Well... uh- shall we?" Max let go and offered Yakko his arm.

Yakko thought about it.

Taking it would mean no taking it back- it would mean the whole party would basically know that they kissed (holy shit- they kissed! that was a thing that happened!). His parents, his siblings, practically the whole kingdom, and their allies.

Yakko couldn't imagine any other way to walk back in.

He took his arm.

"We shall."

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 The End

[chasingpj]

𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐳𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬

"I might spread a rumor about you and Percy rendezvousing at midnight. The Aphrodite cabin will have a hoot with that one."

pairing: percy jackson x child of hecate!reader

words: 4,931

warnings: none

timeline: post sea of monsters

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a/n: hi hi! this is part one of a self-insert series I'm working on. in this story, y/n is a child of hecate, and this storyline follows the books. the current timeline here is post sea of monsters and will continue through the Heroes of Olympus books. though it follows the original plot, y/n has her own storyline and quests. i tried to make y/n gender-neutral but as I continued to work on the timeline for this project, i had decided that this fic is for a fem reader. guys, this is really just me projecting my fantasy into fanfiction lol. i feel like this is a slow start?? and there is a lot of info dumped in this so bear with me. it'll get better and I'll be working to improve my writing as the series continues. I was on a writing hiatus for a really long time and I'm out of practice so this is my way to get back and hopefully, exceed the skills I had when I was a consistent writer. anyways, if you have any feedback, let me know! I'd love to hear what you think. as i get deeper into the series, i might ask for some suggestions on what to do with the fic. anyways, i'll stop rambling and i hope you like it!

Part One Part Two

You ignore the aching in your neck as your focus is fixed on the herbology book in front of you. You’ve been seated at your desk for Zeus knows how long reading and taking notes in your Book of Shadows, determined to finish reading it as fast as possible. Your half-brother, Alabaster, insisted that you need to memorize all the herbs and their properties before he can properly teach you how to use them in potions. Even though you understand its importance, you hated introductory work. You are itching to get to the real stuff, resulting in you glued to your chair, studying through the night as your cabin mates were fast asleep in their beds. But as determined as you are, Ambrose, your familiar, wasn’t much help. Ambrose whines as he rubs his head against your legs like a needy kitten, making it difficult to ignore him.

“What is it, Ambrose?” You whisper, sitting back in your chair in defeat. You take a second to massage the back of your sore neck before turning to face the translucent hound sitting attentively at your side. His tail sweeps the floor as it wags excitedly, and a short huff leaves his snout as if he was proud to have finally gotten your attention.

Your eyes meet his, racking your mind to figure out what Ambrose needs to tell you. At first, you thought he wanted to play, but you didn’t have time for that, so you decided to ignore him. Usually, after being ignored for a while, Ambrose will give up, finding something else to occupy him. But tonight, he was particularly persistent, and he’s only like this when he needs to tell you something.

Before you can ask what he wanted again, Ambrose gets up from his seated position, running over to the small table that stands beside your bed. You furrow your eyebrows, the first thing you notice when you walk over are your crystals neatly placed in front of your spell books as usual. Seeing them made you suddenly remember what you had planned to do.

You had told Ambrose to remind you to charge your crystals and collect water from the lake since there is a full moon tonight and of course, Ambrose being your loyal companion, did exactly that. Before looking down at the hound, who now is breathing heavily, his tail somehow wagging faster than before, you smile to yourself.

“I told you to remind me earlier, didn’t I?” Ambrose snorts and runs around your feet enthusiastically. You couldn’t help but giggle at his excitement as you reached down to pat his head. “Good boy. What would I do without you?” You continue to praise him, grabbing a black pouch and carefully placing the crystals in it. You put your index finger to your lips, signaling Ambrose to be a little quieter despite his excitement. If he accidentally wakes anyone up, then you definitely weren’t going to be able to fulfill your plans.

You bite your bottom lip as you tiptoe out of the aisle between the bunks. You look around the notoriously cramped Hermes Cabin to make sure your assumption that everyone was asleep by now was correct. It wasn’t hard to make out the faces of your cabin mates since seeing clearly in the dark was one of your many gifts, so you carefully walked along the bunks, being as quiet as you could. You are especially cautious as you approach the front where your cabin leaders, the Stoll brothers, slept. You study them for a second, knowing for sure Travis was asleep since he was snoring and loudly at that. Before you can check if Connor is asleep, you hear him shifting in his bed. You stand frozen in your spot, hesitantly looking over and you were expecting to be met with the usual mischievous grin. Instead, his back was towards you now. You have a feeling in your gut that he wasn't asleep, the timing of his moving was much too convenient. You really didn't want to wait any longer though so you decide that you might as well leave before he could stop you.

You turn on your heels, walking over to the window before you push it open. You cringe softly as the hinges creak, and you look back at the cabin to double-check if anyone has woken up from the sound. You sigh in relief when you see no one has moved, and you turn back to the window, carefully crawling out of it. This wasn’t unusual for you. You’ve done this so many times that using windows as a mode of exiting and entering a room was as natural to you as walking in and out of a door, and soon you were hopping down onto the grass. Your back is pressed against the cabin as you walk the side of it. You look up at the trees and the sky, eyes scoping around for any harpies hanging around. After deeming that you were alone, you begin making your way to the lake, Ambrose walking by your side attentively and cautiously to make sure you are safe.

The night was clear; the stars and especially the moon shone brightly in the sky. You sigh softly, taking in the stillness of the night, admiring the glistening lake reflecting the full moon placed above it. You’ve always enjoyed how quiet and cool the nights were, preferring it more than the daytime.

Unfortunately, you couldn’t avoid it as much as you wish to. Most of your siblings can agree with you that they’d prefer to sleep in most days so that they can study and practice their magic at night. However, that wasn’t the schedule of the Hermes Cabin. It was pretty impossible to sleep in since the mornings were always hectic. In fact, the cabin was just hectic, period. There was always something going on, whether it was an elaborate prank or the guys arguing over who gets to shower first after coming back from training which usually resulted in an intense game of rock, paper, scissors. You can’t say that you didn’t like it; at least you were entertained.

You also always had someone to talk to, and because there were often new campers coming in and out of there, you have easily familiarized yourself with a lot of the kids at camp. However, like your mother, you did enjoy and yearn for the occasional periods of solitude. As fun as living with the Hermes kids was, you and your siblings did find yourselves getting a little irritable at their shenanigans. It was at those times, you did wish that your mother, Hecate, had a designated cabin.

You and your siblings had always said if they ever got a cabin of their own, they would make sure everyone had separate rooms and would have designated spaces to socialize and practice their magic so that it was quiet for the most part. Alabaster, especially, was really passionate about this topic. He complained how it didn’t make sense that your mother wasn't recognized since you and your siblings were a powerful little bunch. You all needed a space to practice your magic and practice preferably at night since you were the most powerful at that time of day; you were also less prone to making mistakes in your spell casting at night. You agreed with him and would get upset about it sometimes, but the Hermes Cabin was a place you considered to be a second home. The communal feel of the space was something you enjoyed, it was one of the few places where you felt fully accepted which was rare to find being a demi-god with abilities like yours. In return to the Hermes Cabin welcoming you with open arms, you accept the inconveniently loud environment as an admirable quirk and went on with your days.

Then to compensate for the lack of silence and solitude, you would often stay up late, taking advantage of the quiet to focus on your studies. Even if you had to sacrifice the amount of sleep you got, you felt like it was worth it.

It doesn’t take you long to arrive at the dock, sitting down close to the end with your legs folded under you. You first collect lake water in a jar before carefully taking out the pouch's crystals. Assuming you had only a few left in the pouch after laying most of them on the dock, you tilt it with your hand under it, only for the crystals to come out all at once. You fumble, hands trying to bring them to your chest, but with your luck, one of your crystals falls right into the water with a plop.

“Dammit!” You peer over the edge and groan, Ambrose whining at your misfortune as he stands beside you. You look down at the water, noticing Ambrose’s and your dim reflection in it. There was no way you could get that crystal now because you didn't know how to swim, and you consider that maybe tomorrow you can convince your twin brother, Atticus, to look for it or Alabaster if Atticus refused, which you were expecting him to.

Your breath hitches at the back of your throat, jumping back as a head of dark hair abruptly pops up from right where you were staring. Ambrose barks loudly next to you, equally as startled, and your eyes widen. You stand up hastily at the realization that Ambrose's loud barks in the dead of night will catch the attention of the harpies, and right now, that was more important to you than the mysterious person that just sprouted up in the water like a zombie coming out of a grave.

“Shush! Ambrose, quiet!” Your frantic command was enough to make him stop with a whine, and you sigh shakily, turning towards the camp to check if there were any harpies.

“I think you dropped something.” Ambrose moves in front of you protectively, a low growl coming from his chest as he cautiously studies the person. You look back where the voice came from and to your surprise and your relief, you find that the mysterious person in the lake was no other than Percy Jackson. You never had a conversation with him before, but you definitely knew about him. It was kind of hard not to know who he is since he’s been the talk of the camp since he’s arrived. Your thoughts about him weren’t any different from most of the camp. You’ve seen him fight and use his powers during capture the flag, and you were just as impressed as everyone else. You did have to admit that you found him to be pretty cute too. His eyes were gorgeous, clear, and bright like a shallow, cyanic sea. You also found it adorable how his hair always looked a little disheveled.

Your (e/c) eyes met Percy’s green ones before looking at your rose quartz in his hand. You smile sheepishly, noticing the amused look on his face.

“Ah, yeah, that’s mine.” You walk over to him, but as you get closer, so does Ambrose, and his growls get louder. "Ambrose, heel. It's okay," you say softly, and he stops in his place, but his stance is still at alert, his eyes watching Percy cautiously. You pat Ambrose's head before walking past him and over to Percy. "Thanks," you smile, taking your rose quartz from his hand.

"No problem… I don't think your ghost dog likes me," Percy jokes, moving to look past your legs at Ambrose, who’s standing tall on your left side.

"Yeah, well, you kinda scared the crap out of us," you point out, amused. You take in Percy's goofy smile as he pulls himself up from the water, and you notice that he’s completely dry as he settles on the edge before turning his body to look at you.

“It’s y/n, right?” He asks, and you nod, figuring he’s probably heard about you in passing from Connor and Travis since he was friends with them too. “What are you doing out here so late?"

"I could ask you the same thing," you retort playfully, making him smile. You move to sit down where you were standing. You spread the crystals neatly on the wood, making a mental note to get them before you go to bed.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came out here to hang out, but then a hippocampus swam up. One of its friends got stuck in a fisher's net not too far from here, so I went to help," he explains, and you nod. "I told you my excuse, so what's yours?"

You hum, "It's a full moon out tonight, so I thought I should take my crystals out. I also needed moon water for a potion, so I collected some for that," you point over at the big mason jar full of lake water. "It’s not as cool as your excuse,” you say playfully.

A short laugh comes from Percy, and when you look up from your crystals, you notice he was looking at Ambrose again, who was still in his tense stance. Ambrose was especially protective of you and Atticus, and it wasn’t unusual for him to be cautious of the new people you come across. You assumed that Ambrose was particularly tense with Percy since he had successfully caught you both by surprise.

"Ambrose, relax.” You pat the top of his head to soothe him. "Lay down." Ambrose whines, licking your hand affectionately for a little, and you can tell he was still uneasy about the other. He was hesitant, but he follows your command anyway, laying down with his head on your lap.

"You can touch him?" Percy asks, his eyes wide and curious as he watches you pet Ambrose.

"Yeah, I can touch ghosts in general. My mother is Hecate, goddess of necromancy, along with magic, the night and the moon," you tell him. "This is Ambrose. My mother gifted him to me to be my familiar, kinda like a guardian." You look down at the hound, smiling softly as you scratch behind his ear softly.

Ambrose is a burly Molossian Hound who lived in the time of Alexander The Great. From what your father told you, his breed was well valued in Ancient Greek and Roman times and was often used in war. It is easy to understand why the breed was used in war. Ambrose is huge and muscular, about 6 feet tall when he stands on his hind legs, and he weighs around 200 pounds. At first, Ambrose can come off as a little intimidating. You remember how your siblings had avoided him when you first arrived at camp before they realized that he was the clearest definition of a gentle giant. Even though he was trained to fight when he was alive, he was still as gentle as a well-trained house dog unless he was given a reason not to be.

"When did you get him?" Percy asks, his eyes focusing on Ambrose’s translucent body that looked like it is made up of this gray swirling vapor. He couldn’t exactly wrap his head around how Ambrose’s head was comfortably propped up on your thigh.

"We met on the night I was on my way to Camp so about 2 years ago. Without him, my brother and I probably would have never made it to the borders.” You look up at Percy, meeting his eyes again; you watch as his face softens as he shifts to lean back on his hand.

"Really?" You hum and nod, ready to drop the conversation there, thinking you shouldn’t bore him with the details. You didn’t really like talking about it much, but the way he was looking at you made you feel like he was inviting you to continue talking.

"We got separated from our father at the gas station a couple of miles away from here. He went inside the convenience store to get us snacks, and while he was in there, a cyclops had found us, tried to grab us out of his car. We jumped out and ran into the woods nearby," you explain as you look out at the dark horizon.

You remember the sound of your father yelling after you and Atticus and how it broke your heart hearing, for the first time, such despair in his voice. You knew your dad didn’t want to bring you guys to camp, but he knew it was in Atticus’s and your best interest to come here and be with other people like you guys.

When you and Atticus started developing your powers, your father had simply told you guys that you were special and to refrain from using your telekinesis anywhere else but home. He didn’t say anything more until one night, you and Atticus had gotten in a screaming match about a reason you don’t even remember. However, in your screaming match, the both of you were so angry that a green aura had formed around you both, and books, magazines, even cutlery were being flown across the room because of the sheer energy you were admitting as a unit. It was then your father had decided to take you and Atticus to the camp to control and learn about your powers before you guys destroyed the house over a dumb argument like who’s turn is it to have the TV remote.

"We were more concerned about the monster hurting our dad, so we decided on a whim to run in the forest. My brother and I have telekinesis powers, and I aimed well enough to send a rock right at the cyclops eye. We lost him a little after that, but we didn't know where we were. We made too many twists and turns; we had no idea what direction we came from. And then, this buddy appeared out of nowhere from a distance. I saw him glowing from far away and couldn’t make out what he was, but I felt that I had to follow him. So we did, and he got us to camp with no detours for any other monsters. He's been with me ever since," you say, and a low whine comes from Ambrose’s mouth as he nuzzles the side of his face on your thigh contentedly.

Percy nods, and he huffs softly, "You guys got lucky. How old were you and your brother when you got to camp?"

"12, we're twins. We actually got here a couple of weeks after you did,” you mention. You watch Percy’s mouth curve into a half-smirk.

“Wow," he says, amused, and shakes his head. “So you have a twin and a dead dog, no fair," he jokes. You giggle, rolling your eyes playfully,

"Oh please, and you have crazy water powers. You’re completely dry after swimming! I think that's pretty envy-worthy."

"Hey-,” he shrugs, taking a second as if to form a protest. “I guess you're right,” he admits and laughs. You laugh with him, opening your mouth to say something else but unfortunately, you were interrupted by a screech echoing in the distance.

Both you and Percy stand up quickly, trying to figure out which direction it came from. “The harpies,” you both mutter in unison. You bend down to grab your things, and you look at Ambrose.

"Go distract them, bud," you tell him, and Ambrose jumps up to his feet, and you watch as he runs away, barking to get their attention. Just then, you see the wings of the Harpies coming up from the trees of the forest. You turn to Percy, grabbing his hand quick,

“Incantare: Transpectus!" You exclaim confidently, closing your eyes to envision you and Percy becoming transparent on the dock. You've never tried doing this spell before, but you've gotten better at visualizing and setting intentions, so you had some hope in yourself. You open your eyes, not feeling any different, and you hoped that you just didn't make a fool of yourself in front of Percy. But when you look down at your hand hesitantly and notice it was hard to make out since you were see-through like glass, you sigh in relief. You smile to yourself, more than satisfied that you were able to pull that off.

"Woah, are we invisible?" You look over at Percy, able to see him just fine since he was under the spell with you. Percy looks down at himself, eyes widened as he processes he can’t see his body anymore. You observe him for a second, finding it cute how he looked surprised and obviously entertained at the fact that he was completely see-through. You feel yourself growing a little flustered, trying not to focus too much on the fact that you were holding hands with him.

"Something like that. C'mon, it won’t last too long," you whisper, and your grip around his hand tightens as you guys begin running to his cabin. You hear the harpies screeching in frustration as they swoop down to try and grab Ambrose, only for their claws to go right through him. While the harpies were growing more annoyed, Ambrose, on the other hand, was having way too much fun, running in circles and barking at them as if he’s teasing.

"Man, I wish I had a ghost dog," you hear Percy mutter behind you as you arrive at the steps of his cabin.

"Yeah, Ambrose is pretty great," you admit, watching him play with the harpies before shifting your gaze over to Percy. "Thanks for getting the crystal for me." As much as you wanted to stay talking to him, you knew you couldn't stay too long. You were still eager to finish studying, and Ambrose can only hold off the harpies for so long.

"It was no problem. It was on my way up anyways," he shrugs, and you smile, trying to ignore the fluttering feeling in your stomach. You look down, the two of you still holding hands even though the spell wore off already. You awkwardly let go of his hand, shifting on your feet.

"Well, I'll see you around," you say sheepishly, fiddling with your fingers.

"Yeah, I'll see you.” His hand comes up in an awkward wave. You nod, returning the wave. Your eyes meet Percy’s green ones one more time before turning on your heels and walking down the steps of his cabin. You notice that Ambrose is now long gone into the forest, taking the harpies with him to give you time to rush to the other side where your cabin is.

As you hurry back to your cabin, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you replayed the interaction you just had with Percy, and you couldn't help but wonder when would be the next time you could talk to him.

You carefully hoist yourself up, climb back into the cabin through the window, sighing softly once you get in. You slowly close the window, your face scrunching at the creaking sound, but you successfully get it closed before turning around, only to be faced with Connor Stoll standing a few feet away with his arms crossed over his chest. You gasp loudly, almost dropping the mason jar in your hand, being startled for the second time tonight.

“Oh, look who’s back,” he says, his lips pulled in his usual mischievous smirk, his right eyebrow raised as if he's suspicious of you. You shift, giggling nervously under his graze,

"Hey, Con.” Shit. You knew he wasn’t asleep, and a part of you wasn’t surprised that he had caught you sneaking out again. You weren’t too worried since Connor wasn’t one to be strict or easily angered, neither was Travis, but you can understand if he did get a little upset with you since the cabin could also get in trouble, and he worried about you getting hurt.

"You leave so often, I'm starting to think you're seeing someone," he teases, and you furrow your eyebrows, not really sure what he was trying to get at.

"I'm not seeing anyone. You know what I do when I sneak out," you tell him, putting your hand out to show him the jar full of water. After being caught the first couple of times, you had explained to Connor why you occasionally needed to head out at night. He was understanding of your reasons, telling you to try and not sneak out as often. When he did catch you, he always kept your outings secret. It came with a price, though. You were sometimes stuck doing extra chores, especially anything that had to do with cleaning, since he hated doing anything that had to do with mopping or sweeping.

"So that wasn't you and Percy on the dock?" Your eyes widen, and you feel your face get hot again. You shake your head, stumbling over your words for a second.

"Uh… n- that was a coincidence!" You hear him snort, laughing quietly as if he didn't believe you. Even though he couldn't see your facial expression very well in this lighting, he can still tell how flustered you were at his sudden question.

"Yeah, sure," he says sarcastically, and he hums, "Anyways, what are you going to do for me so that I don't tell on you?" He asks, and your mouth drops open. Usually, he wasn't so forward, and he never threatened to tell on you. "I might spread a rumor about you and Percy rendezvousing at midnight. The Aphrodite cabin will have a hoot with that one."

You gasp, "Connor, are you blackmailing me right now?" You narrow your eyes at him, and he shrugs,

"I guess you can say I am." You shake your head, walking over to your desk to put down your moon water before turning toward him and crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"... what do you want?" You ask, expecting him to make you take up one of his chores. But from the way he was smiling at you, you can tell that there was something more he wanted, and you were beginning to worry.

"Help me turn the Ares Cabin into bunnies," he says, and you shake your head frantically,

"No way! Clarisse will kill me," you whisper. Connor smiles,

"No, she won't. She can't kill you if she's a bunny," he points out, and your face falls flat,

"They're not gonna stay bunnies forever," you say, and you fiddle with your fingers nervously at the idea of the outrage you'd get from the Ares Cabin after shifting back from being bunnies. "I don't know, Con. I don't even know if I can turn all of them into bunnies at once."

Connor waves his hand at you, dismissing your concern. "I don't care for the logistics now. We can work on that later, but you have to agree to at least help me," he says. "Or I'm telling everyone I saw you smooching Percy on the dock."

"What!? We didn't even kiss. We talked for like 5 minutes!" You whisper-yell, your reactions much too entertaining for him, and he was having a hard time holding in his laugh.

"Your decision, y/n."

You sigh, throwing your head back. You look at the ceiling for a second as you consider your two choices. And you decide that getting your head potentially put on a stick by Clarisse was better than the burning embarrassment of Percy thinking you're spreading rumors about kissing him. "Fine, whatever. I'll help you do the bunny thing," you mumble, your shoulders slouched.

Connor nods with a proud smile on his face for trapping you into helping him. "Good choice. I will be going back to sleep now. Good night… again," he announces, turning on his heels and walking over to his bed. You frown a little as you walk back to your desk to study. Plopping down onto your chair, you decide that you’ll worry about Connor’s little plan later so you can focus on your studying. After a while, Ambrose comes trotting in, joining you by the desk as usual. You smile at him, praising the other for distracting the harpies for you before he lays down, his head laying on your foot.

As you study, you find that you couldn’t help your mind drifting back to Percy once and a while. You deem that there was no way that you could have a crush on him since you guys have only spoken once. In the midst of your internal debate to decide what you felt for him, you suddenly remember the crystal that was retrieved for you. You remember how Percy presented it to you, holding it out for you with his fingertips. It was your rose quartz. What a coincidence. You smile, rolling your eyes as you tell yourself that you’re thinking too much into it. You look over, noticing the dim illuminating light of the beginning sunrise shining through the curtains. You sigh, deciding that you should probably get to sleep and take advantage of the maybe, four hours of sleep you’ll get tonight. You close your herbology book before making your way to your bed, and with a soft sigh, you retreat under the covers, and finally, you surrender to your drowsiness.

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[dirtycccat]

the demon bros+ undateables showing their love

thought about this for 5 min then had to write it out so enjoy

lucifer

first off you notice he treats you differently

and by differently i mean like you’re his favorite child  sibling

you get away with anything??? and he’s softer with you than with the others (which is canon)

then you see that?? he keeps buying you stuff you said you wanted when he was present

and you’re ofc impressed

but you’re more impressed by how open he’s around you

he’ll leave most of his walls down around  you

which means you’ll get to experience unfiltered lucifer

he’ll laugh around you more, make dumb dad jokes, nap with his head in your lap, complain drunkenly about his work and bros, give you sloppy cheeks and forehead kisses

you find it rly cute though

if you’re in the human world he’ll 100% take this chance to send you beautifully written letters asking you how you are and leaving some verses that reminded him of you on the back like a 19th century vampire

“dear mc, how is your life? mine is filled with woe and unease since i do not  have the light of my life around anymore...anyway here’s a poem about being horny and alone by a 18th century romantic author hope to see you soon, xoxo lucifer”

you try to respond in the same way and send him memes on the back instead of  poetry (or real poetry depends on your mood)

mammon

protective of you 100% will throw hands with anyone that even glances weirdly your way

but also wants to show you off? like look at this human!!! this is MY human!!!

gives you random thoughtful gifts that reminded him of you

wants to be around you 24/7 so he invites you to all the events that he thinks you’ll like

you wanna party? perfect. you wanna go on a weird ghost stories tour around the city? cool. you wanna waltz in one of those old people parties? he’s already reserved two tickets. you just wanna lay around and nap? he’s already on your lap.

it doesn’t matter if you’re in a romantic relationship or not this man WILL serenade you outside your window

rapunzel style with an acoustic guitar or with a boombox like a rebel 80s kid

anyway here’s toxic by britney spears babe this is for YOU

levi

considers you his bff ofc

but also at first he’s still really awkward around you and doesn’t really know what to do for you and feels bad thinking only you do things for him

until you reassure him you enjoy just being around him so it’s fine

he blushes and starts inviting you more to his room to game/ watch stuff

at some point he starts buying two tickets to all concerts he goes to and invites you along

but also? he asks you what you’re into and starts marathoning your favorite animes/ movies/ series so he can talk with you abt them

you feel really moved that he’d do that for you???  like??? bruh...

your relationship is basically friends respecting each other and wanting to know each other the best through their passions even if it means getting into some weird shit

it’s rly wholesome tho

if you’re romantically involved he’ll totally do roleplay as your favourite character and you do the same for him and it’s really cute

also imagine: artistic collabs. you make fanart together??? you can program games together???? you do cosplay together??? the possibilities...

satan

he’ll hate to be compared to his dad brother but he does show how much he trusts you by showing his unguarded side too

when he first talked about lucifer without the filter of his nice guy persona you were pretty shocked

like he was really going at it

but then you realize? he’s just like that when he’s comfortable

and it’s not all mean spirited, he just has,,, a strong personality and a lot of opinions about stuff (which you sometimes share with him)

but you also found out it’s really fun to gossip with satan

since he knows all the juicy gossip from his multitude of ties (he’s sharing the title of gossip queen with asmo that’s why they get along so well tbh)

also if you even find a teacher you hate he’ll tell you all their embarrassing moments to make you feel better

he also recommends you books and poems and sends you quotes that made him think about you

so you sure as heck don’t need to buy books while you’re in the devildom bc he’ll buy you an entire library 

asmo

compliments you without comparing you to himself which is the highest compliment he can give

like mammon he’s more into the showing everyone his favorite human around while also protecting them

he’ll take you to his parties and gatherings as a guest of honor, he’ll make you meet all kinds of people and open up opportunities for you

he’ll be the one that pampers you

you’d think lucifer is the sugar daddy of the family but nope it’s asmo

he’ll buy you cute clothes, shoes, beauty products everything that he saw and imagined would look bomb on you

if you’re not into clothes he’ll buy you art supplies, books, anything you want but he’ll still probably  buy you at least some clothes he thinks are cute

if you’re romantically involved,,,, he’ll buy other toys for you as well which you can try together wink wink

beel

cooks for you

no questions asked when it’s his turn to cook he’ll think about what YOU would like to eat first before making something

which is??? really touching coming from beel

and also means sometimes he’ll make the same dish three weeks in a row and annoy the others while you just get excited bc ??? you get to eat your favourite dish??? again and again???? 

thank you beel you truly know how to touch someone’s insides

also opens up to you and talks to you about his fears and thoughts

expect to get 4 am msgs from beel if he had a nightmare

which would end up in you coming to cuddle him (and belphie also joins sometimes)

which tbh is that even a thing you can complain about?

belphie

is more baby less murder when you’re around

naps on your lap, naps on your shoulder, naps with you anywhere

but also let’s you nap on HIM

besides being soft around you he actually opens up to you too

and talks to you about his traumas and issues

which he has in common with his twin what can you do

so you have weekly cuddle parties with him and beel where you talk about shit and actually make them resolve their issues instead of just,,, ignoring them

also if you’re into each other you probably tease each other and flirt really shamelessly in public while the others cringe and or blush at your language

are you a cowboy? because i want you to ride me all night 

simeon

writes you fancy letters with poetry like lucifer, but his ink is scented and  his envelopes contain pressed flowers more often than not

if you’re together you even do letter sexting if you’re into it

creates characters based on you in his stories (which you don’t believe even if levi points out you that the two of you are kinda similar)

asks you to spend more and more time with him and luke

invites you to picnics, reads to you while your head is in his lap, cooks you snacks

if you’re a theatre kid too,,, you do musical love confessions too,,, sometimes by just reciting the lyrics of really popular musical theatre songs in a death panned voice

cough a heart full of love from les mis but read like poetry through the fence of the house of lamentation cough

asks you cryptic shit hannibal style like “tell me mc what does it mean to want to be consumed whole by another? is it a desire to become something bigger than yourself or is it related to our need to become one with our loved one like some cultures pointed out before?”

you’re either really into his cryptid talk or just roll your eyes and smooch him

diavolo

invites you around to his castle all the time

sometimes he even pulls some weird shenanigans just to make you spend more time with him

expect tea parties with him luci and barbatos in no particular combination

gives you compliments 24/7  even in public

remember how he treats lucifer? he’s that for you too but he’s learned from the lucifer experience to focus on complimenting you as a person more than how you look

if you’re into pda he’ll touch you all the time

if you ever wanted a gomez - morticia romance, here’s your goth big titty himbo that’s way too full of love

if you’re lovers expect to be pampered, i feel like? he doesn’t buy a lot of gifts and such because he’s probably tired of material things but he will make time in his busy schedule for you and spend a lot of time with you

which means more to him than gifts

(we will buy you anything you ask though)

barbatos

actually talks with you about stuff outside rad, the demon bros and diavolo

also invites you to alone time tea or wine time

where you drink and gossip

if satan and asmo are the crowned queens of gossip barbatos is the king of gossip but he doesn’t share his knowledge to most people so nobody knows what he knows

but he knows,,,, a lot

and not only that he knows a lot about people nowadays,,, but imagine the things he knows about like historical figures and such,,, 

so prepare for story time with barbatos where he  talks about how oscar wilde was almost summoned by drunk inccubi during a party once, or how  diavolo cried when he was a kid because he sent a letter to caravaggio asking him to paint his portrait and he said no

also if you get drunk together expect really energetic talkative barbatos destroying DESTROYING everyone (except diavolo ofc)

“lucifer please i once saw you crying because you thought diavolo was ignoring you when you actually forgot to press the send button to your messages ”

if you’re romantically involved diavolo will always be first in his hear but that just means you’ll have to invite diavolo along on your dates which  just means you’ve got a new lover and a new bff

solomon 

he invites you on all kinds of wacky adventures

you  visit witches, go to weird magical forest parties or orgies if you want, you go travelling the mountains for rare herbs

it’s like you’re faust and he’s mephisto  haha the irony and he’s showing you another side of the world you never knew 

ofc the others know about all this but??? they thought it’s normal and didn’t even consider you know nothing about it

but solomon knows what it was like to be just a human

and since he likes you he empathizes with your situation

he also make you meet all kinds of people

since he has 72 contracts and hundreds of years of doing wack stuff he must know some interesting people

and now his friends are your friends 

i feel like romantic solomon would be just him?? but less shady with you especially since now you understand him better 

but also he’ll probably bring you weird shit from his alone expeditions

did you ever want the tears of a mermaid? a carnivorous plant that feeds on emotions? a crying portrait? no? well too bad because now you have a room full of weird items

...that you love and treasure thank you very much

[alovesongshewrote]

Can you do bellroc x reader who is Jim’s older sister ?

i mean, i've never written for bellroc before so i might be a little off, but like, sure! i hope you enjoy these!

Bellroc | Bellroc HCs

Headcannons

Ok, this would be

Really weird

Because bellroc’s thing with humans is like

They don’t like them

So their initial reaction to you would probably be disgust

No offence, that’s a them problem, it's something they need to sort out

That one’s not on you

Anyway

After that initial reaction

You do something to gain their interest

Whether that be pulling of an impressive spell, fighting them off in combat, or just swearing in front of them

And they kind of like

Call off the world-ending apocalypse because “holy shit skrael, this human is so weird, skrael, skrael, look at the human! The human is so weird, skrael, they’re so weird. Skrael, we can’t end the world, i need to like, research this person, omg”

Skrael doesn’t get it, but he doesn’t care enough about this to complain

As long as he can keep messing with humans, he’s happy

So

The apocalypse was called off because bellroc thought you were weird

Neat

After that, like

You don’t get captured

You’re jim’s sibling, there is no way for you to be captured

The guardians will throw douxie to the wolves, but YOU

YOU ARE WELL PROTECTED

So bellroc just ends up like

Stalking you poorly

Like

You can tell there’s a primordial flame god following you around

And you really don’t know what to do about it

You didn’t even realize they were trying to stalk you at first, you just thought they were following you to psych you out

They weren’t, but that would’ve been a good plan

Anyway, eventually you got fed up with it, and instead of

I don’t know

Consulting your brother, your brother’s 3 troll dads, your brother’s new wizard brother, your brother’s wizard gf, or, y’know, your mom

You decide to deal with this on your own

Long story short, you tried to trap bellroc in an industrial meat freezer

It worked surprisingly well

So, while bellroc froze, you fucking interrogated them and learned that they didn’t have any ill intent towards you

You learned that they didn’t really have any intent period

They just thought you were neat

So you’re like

“Well, okay then.”

And you just

Let bellroc follow you around

Shenanigans ensue

You end up teaching bellroc about modern human life

You teach them what a grocery store is, what take out is, how gas stations work

And you show them the human kindness that exists on a level that they, before now, could not comprehend

Like

People holding the door for other people, giving their seat on the bus to those who need it more, babies smiling at people and people smiling back, people who always tip, etc

And like

It kind of gets them to forgo the whole ending the world thing entirely

Also, they’ve fallen madly in love with you by that point

And you really like them

So

You teach bellroc how human dating works

You take bellroc on DATES

Dinner dates, hiking dates, stargazing dates, etc

And bellroc really enjoys this

They just feel kinda sad that they can’t really offer you the same thing

UNTIL THEY REALIZE THEY CAN

Bellroc and skrael live in that big fuckin castle, right?

Yeah, well, guess who gets a free tour?

IT YOU

You get to roam the castle, going wherever you please

Including the massive library that documents all of the world’s history

Bellroc is like

Kinda nervous when they show you

And YOU

YOU ARE ECSTATIC

You spend the rest of the day geeking out over it

Bellroc thinks it’s cute

Unfortunately

Not everyone thinks this is cute

Your baby brother Jim is very much not into this

The boi does not approve

It’s pretty much barbara and stricker all over again except this time, jim will attack bellroc in front of you

So you try to keep the two of ‘em separate

You really don’t know how you’re gonna manage a wedding when the time comes for it, but y’know what, that’s a problem for future (Y/N)

Current (Y/N) just has to worry about smooching their fire demi-god when they’re being particularly cute

It’s something bellroc never would’ve let slide before

But after some high quality communication

There are many smooches to be had