#it goes from understanding that a ‘thank you’ and telling Wally that he liked the gift can be enough of a payment back & understanding-

[bonebrokebuddy]

honestly? I love that. As someone who has multiple siblings, I respect that take heavily

What if I lived in a reality where Wally and Bart were close

[junespriince]

Winged heart au (I remember Kyle)

Kyle: WALLACE RUDOLPH WEST I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!?

Wally, about to eat dinner: and there goes my peaceful dinner, what do you want Rayner. Hey Conner.

Conner: hey Wally, got any extra? Long patrol and Kyle wouldn't stop for dinner at least.

Wally: in the kitchen, help yourself dude.

Conner: thank you!

Kyle: I can't believe you asshole!

Wally: what can't you believe, that I'm pretty? That your art sucks? That you are lucky to have a friends and shouldn't annoy them when they're trying to live their civilian life.

Kyle: You're ugly, my art is to far above your understanding, and you're lucky to have me as a friend, but that's not it, you have a new annoying hero best friend! Nightwing of all people!!

Wally: I didn't ask for anything, I moved here because it was cheaper and my bios wouldn't step foot here!

Kyle: and you couldn't tell him to fuck off? You tell me too fuck off all the time!

Wally: I did! He didn't want too... Tho I did fed him so that could be the problem, cat woman did say something about the bats and birds being like strays.

Kyle: you got kidnapped by cat woman!?

Wally: it's Bludhaven! I get threatened to get stabbed on a daily basis here, getting kidnapped by villains is all you heros fault from using my windows as a front door!

Conner, eating: it's cheaper here.... How cheap?

Wally: for this two bedroom and two bath apartment, about 100 bucks a month, 67 bucks if you don't have a high paying job.

Conner:

Conner, taking a sticky note Nightwing wrote "call me handsome xxx-xxx-xxxx": look up apartments in Bludhaven area.

Kyle: forget about the apartment, I'm taking you back home so I can be the only person who annoys you!

Wally: Bart literally exists.

Kyle: THE ONLY PERSON WHO ANNOYS YOU THAT AIN'T FAMILY!

Wally: is uncle Hal and Ollie a joke to you?

Kyle: damnit boy I'm gonna strangle you.

Wally, turning back to eating: kinky, but not my type.

Dick, who was there the whole time: so who is your type?

Wally: black hair, blue eyes, could destroy me.... In blue.

Kyle: what the fuck, where did you come from!?

Dick and Wally: always been here.

Wally: do the rest of the bats and birds want to speak up or are you enjoying my suffering.

Jason: man, you ain't fun no more, why ain't you scared of us?

Wally: went away as well as my will to tolerate this bs. Grab a bowl I made a lot.

Duke: well... If you insist.... Please never go away.

Stephanie: definitely who else will feed us when Agent A leaves us.

Bruce: I can—

Batfam and Wally: don't.

Bruce, who burned down both the manor and Wallys first apartment: it was only two times....

Kyle:

Kyle: well then, I'm staying, because I'm not getting out annoying again! Never again!!

Wally: should have never asked for uncle Hal's help moving in here.

[pssyinboots]

Please! I need more Wally angst. Yelling, tears, heartache. The whole nine yards. Make it as dramatic as you want. Please and thank you

Ps. I loved How you get the girl💜

thank you so much!!

This request gave me a excuse to write a fic off of Best by Gracie Abrams

I Never Was The Best To You

you never were the best to Wally,you loved him more than anything but you’re issues always got in the way. Telling him little white lies,”i’m fine Wally,really”, ”Yes i understand, go spend field day with maddie”, And maybe that’s what pushed y’all apart, the fact that you were never 100 percent honest with him.

“Wally i think we should break up.”, Wally was stunned,at first he thought you were joking but looking at your face he knew you were serious. “What happened,did i do something wrong?” he try’s to hold your hands,but you just pull away, like his hands were a flame and you were afraid to get burnt. It hurt,all of it hurt. He noticed you were isolating yourself,but when he tried to bring it up you would just shut down. He never thought it would end,especially like this. “No Wally it’s just���i think we fizzled out”. You’re lying,not only to him but to yourself. There’s a part of you screaming at you to stop,take it all back and reach over and kiss him. Instead you push that feeling down. And you tell yourself good riddance.He deserves someone better than you.

Wally hates you, or at least that’s what he tells himself,and anyone listening. He couldn’t believe that you would just leave him like that. He tried talking to you a few days after,but you avoided him like the plague. You’ve been on the roof since you guys broke up. When you and Wally were together you guys would lay out on the field and look up at the stars every night, it was your comfort place. He still goes out there every night. You watch him from the roof every night wishing you could go down and beg for him back but you can’t,you won’t. For weeks you would watch him on the field by himself, tonight was the first time there was someone else with him,Maddie. You watched him and Maddie talk under the moon,it was torturous. But you knew this was good for him, she was good for him.

Tonight was the night of the homecoming game and the first time since the break up that you came off the roof. You tried to hold yourself back, but you couldn’t help yourself. You knew how big homecoming was for him. Even though you were sure he hated you, you still had to be there for him. You watched as he ran around the field with a big smile on his face. You were so proud of him, you wished that you could go up and tell him that but you knew it would just make the whole situation worse. Wally thought he saw you in the crowd,but there’s no way that you would be here after what happened.

You looked at him up in the bleachers as he stands next to his mom and takes off his jersey as he stares at Maddie. It just proved to you that breaking up with him was for the best, you could of never helped him like that. “You know he misses you right?”, you whip your head around to see Charlie leaning on the bleachers behind you, “We all miss you.”. You turn so you could face him. Charlie was never the best at hiding his feelings. You could tell he was mad at you, but he was the only person who knew and understood the reason why you broke up with Wally. Charlie knew that you were hurting and he understood that you felt like Wally was too good for you. But he also saw how Wally completely shut down after the breakup. He just didn’t see how this could be good for either of you. “Charlie you know i miss him and everyone else too. But look how Maddie helped him let go of the pressure his mom put on him. I tried doing that for years and she did it in a couple months.”.

Charlie was going to say something but then,”y/n…”, You felt your entire body go cold. You couldn’t face him,you couldn’t do this right now. You wanted to walk away but your feet were cemented to the ground. Wally couldn’t believe you were in front of him right now, he felt like he was dreaming. He convinced himself he would never see you again and now here you were.”Can you please just look at me.”. You slowly turned around looking up at Wally you felt like you just saw a ghost. “Hey Wally.”, Wally grabs your arm and drags you to the parking lot,”What are you doing here.”. Ouch, “I haven’t missed a game since i’ve got here, I wasn’t going to do it now”, Wally just scoffs and ran his hand through his hair he couldn’t believe you. “Are you serious right now?!? You break up with me out of the blue, and just disappear to the roof never to be seen again .And now you just show up at my game talking about how you want to be here for me?!?!”. You wanted to run but he deserved answers.”Im sorry I just thought that you wouldn’t want to see me after everything…but i just had to be here for you tonight.” Wally looks at you up and down, looking at you like it’s the first time he’s seen you in years. “Can you just tell me why you did it, i need a explanation.”, “Wally….”, “Please Y/n”. You knew he deserved the truth and if you don’t tell him now, you don’t think you would ever get a chance to again.”You deserve better than me Wally, you deserve someone like Maddie.”, “When will you get that i don’t want or need someone else. I just need you.”. Your heart melted. You really want to fall back into him,but you knew you needed to solve your issues. If you say yes to Wally you’ll just fall into the same cycle like before.“Wally i really want to be in a relationship with you, more than you know but i’m just not in the right place right now. I need to work on me.”. You were about to turn and walk away, but Wally couldn’t let you do that again,he grabs your hand now you couldn’t run from him again. “Can we at least be friends,i miss you”, “Yeah Wally i would love too.”

[ftl-faster-than-life]

I was contemplating watching that Flash TV show soon but I don't need to see Bally (I hear the "Barry" of the show is more like putting Barry and Wally in a blender and saying a prayer to remove the gay) being a cop enabler - so thanks! For saving me time! And will to live!

Putting my thoughts under the cut because I know some of my followers don't wanna see me Joe-bashing...

tbh the copaganda on the show is pretty bad, and it's made worse because the principle vehicle of it is Joe, and Joe's actor is a very handsome, charismatic Black man. So I think a lot of people don't even really pick up on the copaganda. It's very much a show where you are expected to accept that it's okay if the 'good guys' do the 'wrong thing' (ranging from summary execution to illegal search and seizure) as long as they're keeping people safe. There's some baffling plot holes as a result of Joe's hunches, too--and I don't need to tell you how much all of that diverges strongly from comics canon, where Barry is so relentlessly committed to evidence based conviction that it results in months and months of cases being re-opened as soon as he gets back from the dead, where acting on hunches and confession based convictions are portrayed as a bad thing, and where the majority of his interactions with the cops he works with serve to underscore how much they do not like him because of all of the above.

They also made Ralph a dirty cop and you KNOW that's wrong 😭

Idk. The actors on the show are pretty people, good actors by CW standards, and charismatic, but there's a lot of fridge horror involved in how terribly they treat human rights. And while they SOMETIMES make the point that the cops can be corrupt, lazy, or just wrong, overall the message tends to lean more towards "it's okay as long as in the end the Right Person goes to jail or dies!" And I completely understand if people can't stomach that. It leaves a weird taste in my mouth.

TBH my major criticisms of that Barry as a character is that he enables or participates in really shady police work, he pursues Iris (which is already wrong, Iris should always initiate and Barry never should) beyond the point where she clearly states disinterest, and he's reliant on other people thinking for him. He's not even the one who makes his own suit! It may seem silly, but I feel like those three things really show how the writers fundamentally don't understand the character. As adaptations go, it's not the worst I've seen, but the bar is being set by Ezra Miller's Flash. So.

[menthum-mint]

NSR AU for Welcome Home. Check it-

I Don't have everyone down, but i can tell you for sure that:

• Poppy will be taking Yinu's placing, maybe as the mother and a child is a little chick, i'm still considering it

• Mayday and Zuke are replaced by Y/N, but.. A Y and an N. Maybe they'll be twins instead of the whole best buds? I'm unsure of this, but hmhm-

• Barnaby is DK West, good friend to Wally, likely goes by BB Beagle

• Howdy will take the place as DJ Zam since it feels the most fitting based off of the canon voice, besides i don't think there is much of an actual shop?

• Julie and her family ars actually Dodo, Remi, Sofa, and Tila! They just happened to make it based off of Julie herself since she was the friendliest face out of all four of them.

On the other hand, so far i do have a few of the others planned out, and i will likely be doing a full in depth drawing for everyone soon..

I'm thinking along the lines of the Game, and that Vinyl City is actually Vinyl Neighborhood (even if it is still a bit large)

Home is bitter towards Wally, but he really doesn't understand why. It's basically the same between them as it is Tatiana and Kliff themselves. (THE FACT THAT TATIANA CALLS KLIFF A PIECE OF PLA K FEELS SO FITTING FOR THIS PLEASE)

Barnaby will be a good friend of Wally, of course, and Wally will still desire order like Tatiana, but it was likely because the entirety of NSR in this universe had been together, but stress got to Wally, Sally let her dramatic attitude take over, and pretty much everyone just.. Had a big fall out. They still struggle to power the city, and it may be because someone is tampering with Wally's life even further after all was said and done.

Anyhow, this will take some more time to fix together

Julie Joyful as Sayu

Frank Frankly as Neon J and Butterflies as the bots

Sally Starlet as Eve

Eddie Dear as DJ Subatomic Supernova

Wally Darling as Tatiana Qwartz

Home as Kliff

And i do have a few various sketches on the side aside from basic sketches for the ideas (i kind of got obsessed with Wally/pos)

Yes, Eddie and Frank are pretty much together (Neon Frank has threaten to send himself to space when DJ Eddie was sent to Orbit)

For now, that is all, thank you

[rare-agere-reverie]

Hello there I wanted to request a fanfic (although headcannons would be ok to)

Cg(s): Eddie and Frank

Little(s):Wally

So Wally has been running himself ragged all day helping the neighbours his last stop is at frank and eddie’s house to help with chores but Wally regresses by accident while helping Eddie and Frank with some chores due to being overtired and cranky

Thank you -🦎

Most of my requests rn are for fics anon 🦎 so I’ll make these hcs as fic

CG!Frank Frankly and CG!Eddie Dear with Stressed and Cranky Little!Wally Darling Headcanons as Fic

💥 One day, Wally accidentally dragged himself into a hectic day of helping his fellow neighbors.

💥 First, he needed to readjust Sally’s stage lights for an upcoming play, but Barnaby rewrote his dialogue to be funnier, so she got frustrated and scolded him loudly.

🌩️ Her voice was too strong for Wally, yet it wouldn’t stop as Barnaby kept egging her on.

💥 Second, he needed to retrieve some lost inventory in a crevice too small for Howdy to fit, causing Wally to strain himself and develop aches all over his body.

💥 Third, he needed to help Poppy and Julie bake a chocolate cake, but the rainbow monster didn’t work the electric mixer properly and splattered batter onto everyone.

🌩️ Wally had to return to Home for a shower, yet his mounting stress never left.

💥 Now, he’s helping Eddie and Frank carry a rather heavy package inside the frowning friend’s house.

💥 They all hold a third of the box as they traverse the entryway and down the hall.

💥 However, Wally’s arms give up without warning and drop his side of the cardboard package in front to the door to the study.

💥 After the other two carefully and quickly place the remainder onto the wooden floor, Frank angrily questions why the short painter would do such a thing.

🌩️ “Don’t you remember what I told you? This equipment is fragile!”

💥 Meanwhile, Eddie notices something off, like a gut feeling demanding attention.

💥 Wally doesn’t shout out his fury; he taps his left foot, crosses his arms, and turns his head away from Frank.

💥 The gray grump could’ve escalated the situation further if it weren’t for Eddie asking to talk in the kitchen, far enough so Wally wouldn’t hear.

💥 In the solace of the organized kitchen, Eddie explains their friend is probably tired because of some work he’s done throughout the neighborhood.

🌩️ He knows because his mail route today let him catch glimpses of Wally.

💥 Frank, still annoyed at a lesser degree, understands he shouldn’t overwhelm the artist.

💥 The duo finally return to Wally, and Frank apologizes.

💥 Even with the small darling accepting the apology, he keeps carrying an upset mood, prompting the two taller friends to brainstorm solutions.

🌩️ It’s Eddie’s suggestion of a nap that they agree upon.

💥 A new goal in mind, the mailman sprints off to bring pajamas from Home while Frank takes care of Wally.

💥 The smart entomologist decides to try calming him down a bit with a glass of water.

💥 Strangely, Wally’s hands can’t properly grasp the cup, alerting Frank and moving his steady hands around the smaller ones.

🌩️ Now he’s sure Wally is regressing; he’ll have to tell Eddie when he gets back.

💥 Speak of the devil mailman, he nearly stumbles inside with a set of striped rainbow pajamas.

💥 Frank lets Wally change on his own in the bathroom, and uses the spare time to inform Eddie about the regression and what it is.

🌩️ With all this new info, Eddie takes it greatly with compassion and understanding.

💥 Out of the bathroom, Wally nearly squeaks in surprise as his mail carrier friend scoops him up like a baby.

🌩️ Despite his sour attitude, he goes limp and relishes the comforting presence.

💥 They go to Frank’s bedroom, where both newly-made caregivers tuck the little under the yellow sheets.

💥 Eddie almost asks Frank if he has any books for a bedtime story, when Wally tugs at his friends’ hands.

💥 Both of them get the hint, joining their tiny darling under the covers, and cuddling their baby.

💥 Not long after, the trio fall asleep in a warm embrace, Wally between Frank and Eddie, the two he’ll proudly call his caregivers.

[yourqueerauntiescrisis]

HeadCannons

First of all, I would just love to say thank you for the overwhelming positive support for my headcannons!

I feel like Eddie's family would all have jobs that would have to do with delivery services. His mother was a mail carrier. His father would probably would have been a milkman. On top of that, his Zayde (Yiddish for grandfather) would have been an iceman. From the late 19th century to the mid-20th century, in cities and towns, icemen would commonly make daily rounds delivering ice for iceboxes before the electric domestic refrigerator became commonplace.

In storage, some of the scrapped puppets had started a bustling little town of their own! Using the scrapped sets that were abandoned for new episode ideas. Wally sometimes goes there to check on his neighbors and for a change of scenery. (Shh! Don't tell the others.)

Frank started to cook after hearing the phrase "A way to a man's heart is through his stomach," and they wanted to see if it was true when it came wooing Eddie. Well, it turns out they have a talent for it! Frank cooks mostly for Eddie and has a sense of pride seeing him enjoy the meals they cook.

The neighbors all have a story where they have accidentally called Poppy "Mom/Mother/Mama/Ma." Wally had accidentally said it first with "Mother." Eddie, unfortunately, had accidentally called her "Mama" the most. Poppy doesn't mind. She loves it! 💕

Julie understands sign language because her brother, Jonesy, is deaf and Frank uses sign language to communicate when overwhelmed. Jonesy and Julie are teaching Eddie what some signs mean so that he can understand Frank on their rough days.

Howdy has old vinyl records that were gifted to him by some celebrity guests from their respective episodes. He loves them and listens to them often.

Eddie used to have a Pen-Pal segment that was scrapped in favor of his crafts segment. Most of his old Pen-Pals live in storage. Anything scrapped is erased from the neighborhood's memory except Wally's. Eddie's memory had been impacted the most because of it. But he has been saying some of their names lately, causing Wally to be feeling suspicious/guilty.

[misfit-crew]

HELLO tumblr user misfit-crew. I have a question about your welcome home theory. It’s pretty similar to mine, I also came to the conclusion that Wally isn’t evil and that the “stay quiet” was him hiding from something. My question is, where do you think Home fits into all this? Is home the one Wally was hiding from? Is home evil, trapping Wally inside like a prison, or is Home trying to protect him from that evil? What do you think? @:]

Thank you for enabling me, tumblr user alphabets0upbrain. I am now going to hit you with the hyperfixation beam I hope you understand (this is going to get long sorry lol)

My feelings on home are… complicated. Im not sure if they are the root of The Horrors or not, but I am fairly certain they are ONE of many horrors.

Look at this picture. Why is Home so dark inside. Do you not have lights? Not even a candle for the little man??

My feelings on Home are complicated. Wally’s feelings however, are very clear! He tells Home when he’s taking a phone call, Home is said to be included in the show- even in non-canon works Home goes to a wedding with Wally!! There is nothing but love for a house in that big yellow heart of his. Which I suppose makes sense; a house can’t be a Home without some love put in!

…But Wally is a parasite. He lives inside of Home, who is clearly also alive. And if the host is sick, the parasite is sick.

Maybe everything was fine for a while. Maybe Wally was blissfully unaware, and he live laugh loved it up with Home. And then the horrors arrived, and it changed Home, and then of course it changed Wally.

Or maybe a host gets tired of being a host. And a house begins to hate.

Home’s first design mock-up on the website dosen’t have the iconic tear-shaped window linings. And why would Home have any reason to cry in the first place?

I’d LIKE to think Home isn’t evil. They are just sadly harboring more than one parasite.

Also- I don’t think Wally is hiding from Home. I think he’s hiding from the website curators- we know they think Wally’s meddling with certain letters on the website is considered an error, so who knows what they’ll think of the whole PAGES Wally has made? This may be his only way to talk to “real” people- he doesn’t want that taken away.

[randomfoggytiger]

React: "Return to Me" (from the POV of Someone Averse to RomComs, Part VI): Bob, Bowling, and Joe Nearly Kills Me

From the diary of the headache wars, June 26th, 2023: I soldier on, but some burdens are too hard to carry. My grudge against Bob has been set aside for more pressing matters, namely the one weighing on my skull. Fear not: I have popped a pill and expect a thorough retreat from the enemy shortly.

We Pick Up from the Happy-Ending Slap on Bob's First Date

Someone's riding high-- literally accompanied by "Good mooooooornin', life!" in the background. Wow, what a movie.

He even got everyone coffee, what a guy.

...You all know what everyone else is thinking.

I paused right before he tossed away the cardboard carrier container. I was not prepared. What a guy.

He even went back for his crew with a little tune in his voice. What a guy.

You know they're also thinking: What a nut.

Minnie/Grace is bowling with Megan/Bonnie, the fam, and her grandpa's friends. Joe's reaaaaaaaaaally pumped about winning.

Grace is trying to get Megan to give her encouraging two cents about the dating-thingy but Megan is too practical (and too focused on bowling) to advise anything other than just telling Bob the truth.

Bob's here?? BOB'S HERE.

He got her a coffee. He's been passing out those celebration coffees like there's no tomorrow.

Nope, it's hot chocolate. "Thought you might be cold." I see that pointed look at her sweater.

There's an undertone there, mister. There's an undertone, there.

Okay, so I see they've crossed into the casual couple "we make out in front of the family-- a.k.a. the gossips-- now" zone.

Grandpa Marty: you having to wrangle these two after practically setting them up on their first date is your fault and your fault alone.

Charlie's here. Charlie's always here.

OH, Charlie got invited in by his extroverted friend for an impromptu "the friends are all meeting now" date that he didn't know about and didn't sign up for.

Charlie just arrived, just got groupied, and just won. The talent of this man is unbelievable (and he doesn't understand it, either.)

Great comedic bit:

Charlie: "I didn't even know Bob bowled."

Joe (Megan-Bonnie's husband, man who probably met Bob today): "He doesn't."

Bob, why did you dedicate that shot to Grace when you don't bowl. Why did I have to be here to hear it? This can only end in disaster, oh no.

Heartfelt speech later-- "brought me back to the game after a 25 year absence"--

a complete flop.

"Hey, Bob, try the other arm!" yells Joe.

Okay, that saved me from dying-- thank you, Joe. And making the "I didn't got to 'Nam" follow up response to Charlie's "I'm a vet" was hilarious.

Never let it be said Bob's a quitter:

NOT A "That's for you, Baby" WITH THE FINGER POINT AFTERWARDS THAT'S HILARIOUS.

DD, you're killing me-- it's transformative cringe, reclaimed cringe, smoothing over the cringe and pretending the first mistake didn't happen but THIS second success DID, which strips away the cringe until all that's left is heartfelt sentiment.

Also, are you going to tell Bowling Boy about your scar, Grace? No?

Old man talking about his black favorite musicians with Charlie now; and Charlie gets takeout to last a week.

Bob is ALL OVER Grace, not afraid to say his plans before the group and herding her out to have one-on-one time alone in the garden.

Marty put a candle out there that repels all the bugs: "Every species but one"; then cuts off his friend's out-of-touch question by saying the bugs are "the sabertoothed fly" rather than unwanted suitors for his granddaughter.

Is he.. is he peeking?

HE IS PEEPING.

All the guys are now wondering why it's a big deal for Minnie/Grace-- wait, no, they're making fun of Wally again.

Bob's staring you down, Gracie, think fast.

Angelo wants to play the lovebirds inspirational tunes. Grandpa Marty is not too keen... but I, FOR ONE, want to see where this goes.

Now they're all squabbling over what music to play for the kids. Gold, I tell ya. (Sophie the waitress insists they can make their own music.)

Grace: "I had a great time tonight."

Bob, staring her down. "So did I. So did I."

Angelo finally settled with his chums on Frank Sinatra.

GRACE'S FACE FROZE WHEN SHE HEARD THE MUSIC.

She KNOWS.

And so does Bob.

And. so. does. Bob.

NOW THEY'RE ALL PEEPING.

I'm horrified and amused. I'd totally be the old men in this scenario but wouldn't want to be Grace.

Bob wants to dance... okay.

Old men are jigging, too.

GRACE MIMICKED HIS SIGNATURE SWIRL-OUT-AND-BACK MOVE AND BOB IS SO HAPPY ABOUT IT.

Okay, Bob, the tensions between us are gone. I can't be mad if you can appreciate a gal who effortlessly copy-pasted a dance move.

I also like how Bonnie Hunt wrote that his first marriage was a "high school, forever young and untouched" type; but this is that "give-and-take, sit back and appreciate or stand up and dance, not caring that you could be spied or egged on" new relationship. Bob was perfect for Elizabeth then; but he suits Grace now.

Grace, my girl, it's getting closer to the 3/4 mark which is always when the disastrous misunderstanding happens in romcoms. Grace, don't do this to me.

Sophie the waitress's POV:

The fun's just getting started.

Uh oh, lyric foreshadowing: "Is it that good turtle soup or merely the mock?"

Transition to Bob SHOVELING out his apartment so Grace can come over, doing construction for her family, watching her get loved on by his dog (eyy, Mel's back), and hanging out more with Bonnie/Megan's fam and kids (with Charlie-- yay he's there. Charlie's great.)

MAYDAY MAYDAY JOE IS DOWN I REPEAT JOE IS HAVING A HEART PROBLEM.

I forgot this was a gif and didn't know it was Joe, uhoh. My guess is he doesn't die but it brings up a lot of tough conversations.

JOE YOU'RE JUST FINE AND YOU JUST FAKED ME OUT-- HOW DARE YOU.

I JUST MADE PEACE WITH BOB AND NOW YOU GOTTA DO THIS TO ME??????

...Back to happy montage... >:(

Everyone got Bob's last name as their group bowling jersey-- that's really sweet.

Romance has finally bloomed for Sophie!

And it loops back to the dance.

Wait, so did any of that happen? Or were they hopes and dreams?

Nah-- I say it did; but a montage was a quick way to do everything.

WELP, Tumblr says to quit it for this post-- so we'll see if I can upload more later~!

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

[danses-with-dogmeat]

AHHHH CONGRATS ON 1.5K!!! Ive been reading your writing for years, and i always love seeing your events. Would you write 🐍 🐕 for butch? first or last name, its totally up to you 🥳🥳

THANK YOU!!! <3 And omg YEARS!? That's crazy ( I actually can't believe that I've been doing this for years now, it feels like it's still so new, even though it all started for me in 2021 😅😅)

And yes! Here's an alphabet for Mr. Deloria. (even though I actually went with his first name for this, lol).

B) Baby. Do they want a family? Why/why not?

He's not thinking about a family now, so early in both your lives, but down the road... who knows? The ex-vault dweller could definitely stand to see a few little baby Butches running around in miniature Tunnel Snake jackets. But he tends not to plan too far ahead. If it happens, he's happy about it, and you'll make it work, but if not? That's cool too. Plenty to do and see in this big world, whether or not kids are involved, that's just details.

U) Understanding. How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Say what you will about Butch, but he knows his partner, inside and out. He grew up with you, he knows what you were like in every phase of your life, he grew up knowing the same people as you, living through the same experiences, and when he escapes the vault too? He takes the time to get to know this new you as well.

Butch is actually very sensitive to your emotions and understands your preferences to a T. Even to the point that he can guess what's bugging you before you even really know. Whether or not you remember the exact date, he knows exactly when you were driven from the vault, and he understands that you may be emotional on that day. The same goes for good days too, and for your favorite foods, what you might be allergic to... yeah, Butch may not always seem it, and he definitely doesn't realize it himself, but he knows damn near everything about you.

T) Thrill. Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine? 

Oh, Butch likes to spice it up. He's been dealing with routines since he was born, and he's hated them just as long. Getting out of the vault was one of the best-- if not scariest-- things he's ever done, but now? Now he can actually live a little. Jump off the rails on the outside of Rivet City into the ocean, kiss you while you're hold up during a rad storm, give a ghoul a haircut, raid the liquor cabinet at Moriarty's Saloon and run naked through Megaton in the dead of night. Whatever, just live! Butch is "here for a good time", and all that.

C) Cuddle. Do they like to cuddle and show affection? How?

He's guilty of being a big cuddler. Don't tell Wally Mack or Paul, but... when he's not out kicking ass and being a Tunnel Snake, Butch loves to take little sunlit naps with you, or throw his leg over yours under the table, or wrap an arm around you as you walk. His cuddle of choice though, is when he can lay over you with his head resting on your chest while you idly play with his hair... Never fails to put him into the best sleep ever.

H) Honesty. Are they honest with their s/o? How important is it to them in a relationship? 

Okay, he's not always honest in the relationship, but when that's the case, it's always just some stupid shit. He'll lie about eating the last of your favorite snacks, or whether or not he thinks you look hot in those weird jeans, or telling you how good his new experimental haircut came out when he tried it on you... Yeah, he doesn't really be too malicious or conniving with it. Usually he just lies to cover his own ass on something that's ultimately inconsequential. So, it's not a deal breaker or anything for him either. He gets it if you lie every once in awhile, just so long as it stays pretty innocent.

[brown-little-robin]

Can you tell us a little more about Ten?

Absolutely! Thanks for the ask! Here's ten things about Ten, plus two picrews and one comics panel. Look at my boy <333

Spoilers for The Strange Redemption of Thaddeus Thawne below:

Ten is the Inertia from Flash: Fastest Man Alive. He killed Bart Allen. Then Wally West came after him and turned him into a living statue. Ten spent years in the Flash Museum, able to think at real time but not to move.

To survive the isolation, his brain basically shut down. When he's rescued, he has a laundry list of unfortunate side effects. He can't speak anymore. He has paranoia. It's hard to reach him with language, especially at first. His physical coordination is a shot for a while, although he does start to recover that. He needs a significant amount of support in daily life.

Physically, he's 19 years old. Chronologically, he's 27.

It's another clone who frees him from the immobilization. I'm not saying who or how yet, though—that's secret! ;)

He ends up living with Joseph Wilson and Two. He sleeps in the computer lab upstairs, the one known as the "Green Room". (Two gets the Blue Room!)

Ten uses an AAC app to communicate. He writes and texts sometimes, but mostly uses the preprogrammed phrase boards and vocabulary from the app. Three was delighted by Ten's phone and stuck a bunch of stickers on it without asking (THREE HONEY NO...). Ten didn't mind, but he meticulously removed all the stickers except the blue ones.

Ten's favorite color is blue. This is one of the first things that they learn about his personality.

Ten listens to a lot of rock music! His headphones are his favorite possession. He also really likes listening to people talk to him, as long as they're talking to him and not just around him. He has issues with being ignored, understandably enough (had to watch people in the museum). He also hates silence (all those long nights...)

When Ten is upset, he often goes to the back yard and gets fabulously dirty. The sensory input helps remind him that he's real.

I almost forgot—he learns to quilt! Ten will easily spend hours and hours quilting. He likes the mathematical challenge of it, the arranging of patterns, the planning and the execution of the plan. He's smart and strong, and quilting is a good brain workout that also gets his body moving.

He's my boy and I love him <333

[fishedeyelenz]

OC Emoji Asks for Bean!

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

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

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

�� BOOKS - how were they at school? what is their best subject? what is their worst subject? do they have a favourite subject?

🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

Beanie baby!! Thank you for asking

Liar- not the best liar at all. When she feels like she has to lie she becomes very avoidant and feels the need to get away rather to lie to them. Sometimes physically can't lie and goes non verbal. If she has to lie though she has some tells- she rubs her finger under her nose and sniffs as if her nose is running, mumbles even more than she usually does making her speech inaudible, and when she lies it's one of the only times she very prominently averts eye contact.

Crying- she can be a crybaby sometimes, yeah, having meltdowns and all. She goes non verbal during/after those episodes. Sometimes she completely shuts down though and can't even cry really, all the tears getting choked up. Usually cries when over stimulated (often happens), hurt or her mother is feeling sad. Doesn't cry in front of bullies, only when she's alone though. If bad stuff happens to her she'll go sob into a pillow.

Shaved ice- lots of things!! Plushies and little trinkets for example. She still has various plushies her parents got/made for her, most importantly a crotched pig made by her father and two tardigrades given by each of her parents. She still has her very first and broken melodica as well. If anything happened to them she would have a major meltdown to be honest </3 and it would take her months to get over with. She has lost some objects from her childhood like plushies and was inconsolable for days, if anything ever happened to these items it would he very rough.

Hibiscus- No allergies for her, she's lucky in that standpoint. Though due to her albinism she can't stay out in the sun at all unless she is wearing a shit ton of sunscreen and a hat. Thank god she lives in Canada </3

Milky way- People asking me about how Billy would treat his child if he had one was a jumping off points, as well as talking to @lycanthropiclykoi about his ocs Wally and Hyacinth inspired me greatly to make my own fankid. First things about her that I determined related to her appearance I think, as vain as that sounds. I think primarily visually, so when developing a character I go from their appearance and aditude then work back to developing their personality. Not the best way to create characters or so I've heard but oh well. So I think I first determined her gender, how much of her features she gets from her mom vs her dad, her hair texture. I kept imagining her as blonde which. Would be a genetic long shot, so I decided to give her albinism instead. I think I talked about it in an ask but I think Billy would be more emotionally vulnerable and loving towards his child if they had disabilities or in general things that set them apart from others, as much as it can be iffy to admit that. So the albinism played into it. I also gave her autism early on when determining aspects of her personality, as it is something she inherited from her father, and can act as a bridge that helps them understand and relate to each other more.

Present- home made presents, soft plushies and toys and clothes and things relating to her special interests!! That being said, her presents are a bit unusual, like rocks she finds or leaves she pressed. She finds them to be very personal presents but most people wouldn't appreciate them though </3

Book- Bean in general struggled in school cause of the sensory overload she experienced everyday there, as well as bullying 😔 she had a hard time focusing on school but liked biology and her best subject was music. Her music teacher in elementary encouraged her parents to get her to play some instruments actually. She wanted to study microbiology but sadly chemistry was one of her weakest subjects along with math and P.E . She still loves learning about microscopic animals though. Was a sometimes struggling C student.

Fire- self isolation, though thankfully not as sever as her fathers. If she has a big meltdown or is feeling overwhelmed it can lead her to just. Not leaving her room and staying in on bed all day. Thankfully it doesn't last that long usually and even when she's going through it she still interacts with somebody at least, like her mom for example. Is also very conflict avoidant and she just. Ghosts people sometimes. Also books it when she's not in the mood to do or deal with something, giving everyone a nice view of her back while leaving through the door.

[clubsmarties]

Thinking of her daughter made her laugh. "She loves you. Doesn't give out Tia titles just anyone. She does not keep secrets from us. Mostly because we don't want her to start hiding things. We try very hard to have a reciprocal relationship when it comes to secrets. When my wife went to you, we didn't hide the reasons why. We embellished a bit not wanting her to have nightmares but she still knew we weren't keeping things from her. Thank you for not treating her like a child who doesn't know anything."

She smiled and shook her head. "Missed opportunity to be a bat. How about nowadays? What's your preference?" Hearing about her family friends had Lena smile excitingly. "I love this for them. It's going to be a hell of a journey but one that will be well worth it. If they need anything, some of Annie's baby clothes are still in the basement. Do they know what they're having? Poor buddy. I can only assume how hard it is to adjust to changes and I do suppose lashing out makes sense. I can see he's such a good kid. Do you think they'd be able to come down for the Harvest Patch in a month?"

She had never thought about this before so it took her a moment to answer. "You'll find this funny but I've never thought about it. When we're in the Bayou, I love anything lavender flavor. The ice cream they make over there is so good. Here, I like neopolitan only because the three flavors aren't chocolate, strawberry and vanilla. It's chocolate chip, peach and hazelnut. It's different and I like different. You could also try vanilla bean creme and walnut. That's Wally's favorite. Any of those sound appetizing?"

"They love you like no other. I feel like I've been spoiled because of the love I've received." She'd never tire of being in her wife's light. "Sometimes feels like an out of body experience. Baby steps is a good start. Rome wasn't built in a day so can't hardly expect yourself to accept yourself as you are and come to terms with it on the first time. No, you're fine. I get you. It's refreshing to get your take on how it's like." She smiled just to show she was making sense.

"I completely understand. Meeting parents or any family members is nerve wracking. Especially if you don't know what you're getting into. You can be told by everyone that you have nothing to worry about but what do they know, they've never been in your shoes. Do you really think they won't like you?" Lena smiled truly just wanting her to relax. She thought of the best way to put her question. What was Lucie like from the lens of someone who didn't grow up with her. What was Mama B like. Pursing her lips in deep thought she settled for something familiar. "Mama B, she likes being called that," she smiled and continued. "Is like if you put Wally and Lu in a blender. She's incredibly funny, cracks jokes when she's nervous and you can tell when her French starts to slip out and she transitions into more of a fast paced Louisiana accent. She loves books to an extreme point. Cries watching commercials of dogs. When she feels like someone else in the room gets nervous she goes over to them and starts off with a punchline to a joke just to get them to laugh. she likes calming everyone around her. Will learn random facts about a person just to have something to talk about. Uses humor to break the ice. Sound like someone we both know? She has that mom presence but its laced with childlike excitement."

"Lucie is different. Believe it or not she's more reserved than Wally is. She is silly but doesn't show it as much alone as she does when she's around her twin. Can look scary but is incredibly nice. Have you ever seen Wally talk about a topic he's passionate about or tells you a random fact wherever you're walking? That's her too. My brother, her husband calls her the female Wally." Lena laughed and shook her head. "She's quiet when you first meet her since she observes more than she talks. She loves animals. Pengiuns are top of her list. Annie is obsessed with tiny waddling animals. What was the first topic you and Wally talked about that wasn't work related? Were you nervous?"

Her eyes sparkled as her smile widened. "That's really pretty. Hmm, well I've seen these dresses paired with a jean jacket, a cardigan and a sash. Although, what do you think about this combo?" Lena went over to get a white short cardigan. "It covers shoulders and back while not taking away from the dress."

It was a sad habit of hers, collecting stories about families that were not hers. Stories about things she had once wished for her. What she imagined life would be like if her father had been around or if she had finally made Jennifer proud enough of her. She was learning, rather slowly, that she needed to stop blaming herself for all of it, but it was still a hard concept to accept. "Oh," Elizabeth said in a bit of a surprise that Annie would talk about her. Then a bit concerned, hoping that whatever she might have shared with Annie might not be inappropriate, a worry wiped when she listened to Lena's words. "At least she keeps no secret from you. That's a good thing. I'm just glad she likes me."

The thought of hanging around like a bat amused her, a genuine smile on her face. "No, I'm an anytime body, it just depends on the mood or what's going on. It was just too hot to be a person during the day during that time." Glad for the change in subject, she smiled. The thought of Anna expecting and growing their family was just something that brought her so much happiness. She never felt so much joy for someone else in her life. A dream that Anna had wished for was coming true. "They would appreciate it. It's a wish come true really. They're all over the moon about this. Yeah, he had a rough bit there where he hurt her feelings and since then he's been a little hard on himself. They all made up but he still feels terrible about it. Feels like it's his duty to never do that again and protect her and baby." He was like his father in that regard, guilt always held onto, as if needing something to repent for, maybe it was genetic.

"I don't actually. I just kind of pick whatever is there." She shrugged. "I'm not picky like that." Never been afforded the privilege of having a favorite anything growing up, it was true. "What's yours maybe I can try it and see if it'll become mine?" She smiled. "But there are so many flavors out there in the world that I'm not sure if I would ever truly be able to pick just one."

Lena's words rang through her head, Being loved by a Bordeaux is like being stood in a dark room and being wrapped in light. "Yeah, it is, isn't it." That was exactly what it had been like, she thought, remembering how she felt whenever Wally would come around but couldn't place a name to the feeling. She knew now what it was, love. The thought of meeting more of his family, especially his twin and his mother, made her anxious. Nothing in the world made her more nervous than that thought alone. Only because if anyone could see the truth of her, of what a bad person she truly was deep down, they most likely be the ones to find it. She was sure of it. There was nothing like someone protecting someone they loved, she had come to know. And the things she had done before, while it could be something that Wally could look past, maybe they couldn't. Who could? Before she could suppress it, she found herself saying it. "Still makes me pretty nervous. What are they each like?"

The question threw her off, hating that she could be so obvious that this family seemed to be able to read her. Settling in one place had seemed to be changing her, the usual poker face she had come to wear so well since her teenage years seemed to be lost. "It doesn't." She admitted. "I take it day by day," it was all her therapist told her she could do. Baby steps. "I'm learning to not expect grand gestures or people jumping through hoops to show they are trustworthy. But trust also never came easy either, so I guess I just let it happen. Small bits of trust. Wally showed me he could be trusted in small ways, and then it just snuck up on me that I could trust him. I think just being around someone for a while and getting comfortable with them will help. I just," she sighed before shrugging her shoulders. "Have to sink or swim I guess. No, that doesn't sound right." Pursing her lips, she thought about it again. "It's like a marble jar, I guess. The more it fills when I'm around them, the more trust I can give if that makes sense. I don't think it does though, I might be bad at explaining it."

Smiling to herself for a brief moment, she realized that Lena had done what she had done so many times before. Drawn information from her in a relaxed state. "Any tips on what to match with this?" She asked holding up the sundress she had finally decided on buying.

[yjwhatif]

I have a feeling that Barry will be less than pleased to know that Bart ran off. After all, the Flash family already lost one of their own, I’d doubt that they’d be willing to lose another. In season 3 when Bart was injured, Barry asked if he was okay and Bart seemed almost annoyed with him when he did so. Maybe the Flash fam has been overbearing in their protectiveness and that’ll all come to heed when Bart returns. It could be really interesting to see.

Ooooh that would be interesting - I hadn’t thought about it like that… To me, I always thought Bart looked a little guilty when Barry came over to him - like he was annoyed at himself for getting hurt and causing Barry to worry - and because of the Wally situation, he never wants to be the reason they have to worry again - possibly making that the reason he hasn’t told anyone about his little excursion with the legion. I hadn’t considered the idea of Bart actually being annoyed at Barry’s concern towards him - but I can totally see it - especially when you consider the fact that Bart survive an apocalypse, built a time machine from scraps and headed a mission to save not only Barry, but the entire timeline all more or less on his own. I think it’s understandable that he may not appreciate being worried about or coddled - to him it may come across as them not trusting that he can take care of himself. On that line of thinking, maybe his choosing to leave with the legion was a means of him proving that he is still capable of taking care of himself… or at least that my immediate interpretation of that concept.

Barry being less than please about Bart’s actions makes me think all the way back to when Wally tells his origin story to the others in the comics. In it we see that Barry never wanted any kind of partner in the field because he didn’t want the responsibility - the only reason he ended up taking Wally on was because Wally almost got himself killed trying to give himself powers - begrudgingly Barry made him his protégé. The same could be said for Bart - who just turned up out of nowhere and filled in a spot Barry probably had no intentions of filling - new protégé and grandson from the future - meaning more responsibility he never actually asked for. He accepts it and takes the responsibility seriously but that doesn’t mean he’s totally happy about having it. But then he fails Wally, and whether it’s true or not, in his eyes that loss is on him - he’s of course going to become more wary of letting anything like it happen again.

I can totally buy into a displeased Barry - one who maybe (without any malicious intentions) shows his frustrations before his concerns, or comes across as being critical when he’s actually trying to be sincere. With the lack of content showing the dynamic between Bart and Barry post S2, it’s hard to work out what their relationship might actually be like - outside of that single S3 moment, we’ve only ever seen Bart interact with Iris, the twins or Jay - never Barry. It’s interesting to consider the idea that maybe the two don’t connect as well as Bart does with others - especially when one of the reasons Bart came back to the past was to save Barry’s life and as a result hopefully gain that relationship he never got growing up. But I guess there’s the possibility that sometimes things don’t always live up to expectations. Alternatively, the loss of Wally could have caused a disconnect between the two as they maybe blamed themselves for what happened, or they had their own ways of dealing with the loss which created more friction than unity. I can imagine a serious lack of communication between them which makes Bart’s actions come across as a little reckless and impulsive to Barry, while his vigilance and concern comes across as overbearing protectiveness to Bart.

It’ll be interesting to see what we get with them - though I’m sure it’ll be nothing like anything I just said (it never is when I say it). But I’m exited for whatever way it goes! Thanks for the message Anon - sorry it turned into a ramble about Bart and Barry - when I get thinking I just can’t stop!

LB

[flashflashhundredyarddash]

batkids and their relationships with their siblings headcanons. under read more because this got fucking LONGGG

dick

dick is the eldest so he doesnt want to bog down his younger siblings with his problems, but if he DOES, he tends to talk to jason about it

dick and cass start to really begin to bond when Cass shows up to dicks gymnastics class for 3rd-6th graders and then cass shows up all the sixth graders and they get frozen yogurt after lmao

dick and tim are Very much thick as thieves. tim is very much like bruce on the Emotional Suppression scale, so dick just really wants to make sure his little brother is safe and happy ALL the time

Duke and Damian are the only two really permanently at the manor anymore, so when dick drops by he tries to do something with both of them. duke frantically zoom calls dick every other week to help him with his his trig homework. dick shows up to dukes high school graduation with literally the BIGGEST SIGN

everyone insists damian is dicks favorite but he does actually genuinely love all his siblings equally, his relationship with damian is just Very different from the others because of the age gap and being dami's primary caretaker for a year. dick babies dami every chance he gets

jason

would sell Dick to satan for One corn chip

him and cass don't have the greatest start to their relationship because cass is very much Against Killing so it takes a while for jason to warm up to her and earn her trust. now, though, jason is competing with steph by showing cass all the classic American Teenager things she missed out on. steph is currently winning but jason is like 98% positive a crunch wrap from taco bell is going to push him over the edge

tim and jason are currently competing over who can solve the most cases in a month. tim is winning. that won't last long.

jason Loves to Big Brother duke its so embarrassing. duke will get out of school and go to his car and jason is SITTING IN THE FRONT SEAT FRANTICALLY WAVING TO GET DUKES ATTENTION. JASON THAT IS MY CAR. signal has one (1) mission with arsenal and arsenal goes hey did you ask that girl to homecoming yet and duke is like I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU.

Damian is proof that Actually, Little Brothers are Pests. Jason fully believes that he was brought back from the dead PURELY to torment damian and he will fulfill this mission at any cost

cassandra

it actually really upset her when Dick didn't accept her at first. she knows her other siblings really adore dick so his lack of trust was really disheartening. it takes dick a while but once he Actually Accepts that cass is going to be a permanent part of their life and oh, wow, dick you really hurt her feelings he really hyperfocuses on bonding with cass for a couple of months which definitely improves their relationship

she really likes jason!! their relationship doesn't start well but because he's close with steph and tim who are cass's top two favorite people to exist ever, cass is like well i GUESS ill hang out with him more. jason is fun to talk to because he always tries his best to explain jokes and give context to what people are talking about (also tim took her to taco bell already but she didn't tell jason she just wanted to hang out)

cass LOVES tim. they just click okay. tim always seems to know when to give her space and when to push and come closer. Tim's "guest room" is just her room lets be real. tim and cass occasionally get mistaken for twins and Cass Loves it.

duke makes cass listen to metal once and cass loses. her. damn. mind. they bond over music a lot because they both Love Music to a degree the others in their family don't.

damian!! damian is her little brother!!! dami isn't As Hostile to cass at first because he is 100% aware cass has the edge in fighting and respects her. cass likes all of his instagram posts and they have a snapchat streak going

tim

tim Loves dick, dick was his first sibling!! he had Very strong hero worship when he first met dick but it mellowed out when tim got older because wow 17 is really not that cool and mature lol. tim has an open invitation to dick's apartment which he does occasionally take advantage of. tim has more than once scared the shit out of wally when wally comes over and wally is convinced they're being robbed (HA) for half a second. i mean. he's not wrong.

listen. tim understands that forgiving the guy who tried to kill you would be a Struggle for some people and it was! definitely! but also at least he can trust jason to, uh, be open about if he doesn't like tim. which is not an assurance he has with other people. so if the guy who tried to kill him tells him tim is cool now then like. maybe tim isn't that bad or annoying a person? also jason arrested a whole gang and won the cases competition but then it created a power vacuum that the whole batfam had to clean up the rest of the month. thanks, jason.

tim LOVES cass. you know how most of the time theres this empty feeling inside you and you just kind of ignore it because you don't know what will fix it or if you do, you know you can't fix it? cass makes that empty feeling feel a little less empty. they just click. tim always tries to travel with cass whenever she leaves gotham.

tim and duke. Tim is actually the sibling who duke goes to whenever he has questions he doesn't want to ask bruce or alfred about, like, life or vigilante-ing or school or college or whatever and Tim is always like yes!! i love Giving Advice and Solving Problems!! tim and duke and jason fill out their college applications together.

tim and damian. LMAO. ROUGH START THAT'S ALL ILL SAY. at some point alfred goes like fuck it. family therapy. and tim and dami are PISSED. tim and damian get along best when they have a common enemy to work against. their relationship gets much better when damian is older and they actually talk about their feelings like emotionally stunted bats. despite how bad their relationship was, tim will ALWAYS protect damian

duke

very much intimidated by dick at first. dick is so much older and has his own job and friends and life and is very much AN ADULT. dick likes to take duke out to do lots of cool stuff (paintball, lasertag, tech exhibitions, concerts, etc). also, dick PERSONALLY introduced duke to superman and is dating THE FLASH. 10/10 awesome big brother.

was intimidated by jason for 0.5 seconds before jason actually opened his mouth and started speaking. jason is literally. So Embarrassing. which is weird because nobody else really seems to feel that way about jason but duke knows he's 100% in the right here. like yeah jason is also An Adult and does Adult Stuff but he's also at the manor like every other weekend???? and he always complains about bruce but always seems to be in the same room bruce is in????? like okay jason. they bond over literature!! jason and duke and alfred will spend literal hours talking about books and duke loves it. duke is the only one who doesn't think jason is funny and jason gets so upset about it lmao.

cass has this one week where she gets really into photography and by virtue of being nearby (and also not nocturnal), duke becomes her victim subject. duke prints out all the pictures and hangs them up in his room (his favorite is one he took when he stole the camera and took a really bad selfie of them together).

tim is closest in age to duke so duke tends to hang around with him a lot. tim introduced duke to his young justice friends and duke is like yes!!! meta-friends!!!! tim really helps duke out with his powers because tim is always like wow i wonder if your powers would work if we did This? can you see farther than other people? is your visible spectrum of light different than other humans? Bruce does the same thing but bruce is boring about it lol.

damian and duke live in the same house and will be in the same room and just send each other social media posts back and forth. they follow each other on instagram and will, OCCASIONALLY, make tik toks together because they're tik tok fiends. each of his siblings have visited his parents once or twice but damian routinely comes with him.

damian

damian gets a special bullet point to say that it took him. forever to come around to the idea of having siblings. he very much believed that he was Bruce's Blood Son and everyone else were just tagalongs or allies. it took him ages to acknowledge that dick, jason, tim, and cass were his siblings, so when duke came and like a week later damian was like Ah, Yes, this is my brother Thomas everyone else was like dude wtf

listen. LISTEN. Obviously. Richard is very highly skilled. and also Father values him highly. and also Richard will listen to Damian complain about his schoolmates. and also Richard is much more patient with Damian than other members of his family. listen....,,, (all this to say damian kind of fucking adores dick lmaooooo this kid).

Todd is kind of unbearable but damian has been informed this is both a normal feeling when it comes to Todd and also big brothers. damian was an only child for ten years so yes, Father, if Todd attempts to tickle me I WILL break his fucking nose. yes i WILL put money in the swear jar but I want you to know i don't regret it. they always try to sneak up on each other but mostly fail.

DRAKE!!! but no lol once damian grows up and is like I Apologize for attempting to murder you it was wrong and you are just as much a son to Father as I am tim is like UGH i guess its cool since ur being so emotionally mature and all. also im 2 for 5 on siblings trying to murder me so im definitely going to win trauma bingo and damian is like i take it back you are insufferable. When Will My Older Siblings Stop Joking About Their Trauma.

CASS!!! listen. cass is cool. Cass Gets It. They have a special Bond. also damian really likes it whenever cass is home because 1) he gets to hang out and do something cool with cass and 2) he feels significantly safer with cass in the house because Nobody will be able to hurt any of their family if Cass is there. ALSO he tries to call her cain but everyone is like DONT DO THAT and he doesn't want to call her wayne bcus theyre ALL wayne (dick adds it on as a middle name but also Richard John Wayne West-Grayson is just. the lamest name ever so dick needs to reconsider it before his upcoming nuptials)((dick will not reconsider it except maybe whether grayson-west would work better)) and so he tries cassandra but cass is like :) call me cass and damian is like cassandra is more formal and respectful and cass is like :) and finally damian just has to give in.

Duke! him and duke actually live together so they get the Most Bonding Time and have a bunch of inside jokes as a result. (is it bad i wanted to laugh because inside jokes... joker... i'll see myself out). they're eating breakfast together (and also alfred sits with them IM NOT A MONSTER ALFIE'S LIKE 70 NOW OKAY) and duke laughs and bruce is like what are you laughing at, son? and duke is like oh damian just showed me this funny meme and then he shows the phone to bruce and bruce grabs it (both the boys groan) and after WAY TOO LONG is like "i don't get it" and so now duke and damian have to try and explain the comedic intricacy of bob's burgers

[parchmentedpetrichor]

➳the girl in the lilac dress ♠ ♡

in which y/n meets fred's ex-girlfriend, days after fred confessed his love for her. there's still some confusion on the status of their relationship. angst -> fluff. narrated by you, y/n l/n.

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ft. hermione, lee and alicia

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

the girl in the lilac dress

i was in a good mood. on the way to work to receive my mission, i was humming a song that had just come out. it was catchy and worth the wait.

out of the corner of my eye, a lilac colour appeared suddenly. strange, i thought. it approached me, in the form of a beautiful woman. she had the lightest grey eyes and the smoothest milky-white skin, and the shiniest locks of dark brown hair. she walked in a flowy lilac gown, her slim model-like body walking in a model-like fashion.

i was pretty sure she wasn't headed towards me, but when her luxurious voice said "good morning" in the calmest tone possible to me, i looked at her confusedly.

"hi!" i replied brightly, smiling.

she smiled sinisterly, "my name is pretoria aphrodite, i'm fred's ex-girlfriend."

he hadn't ever mentioned an ex, but i knew he had dated quite a few people. she made me seem like a glass of water next to a glass of red wine, naive and ugly. i was those two things anyway.

"oh! i'm y/n l/n! nice to meet you, you do seem like a daughter of aphrodite," i said politely.

"darling, all women are daughters of aphrodite. i understand fred's interested in you?"

she observed me and i laughed.

"i don't think that's quite the word. he's my best friend."

"friends with benefits?"

"oh gosh no! i don't really know where we stand, honestly."

"bitter about it?"

i thought for a second, "nah, i couldn't be. love's a hard thing."

"it is, indeed, and you work for the ministry?"

i nodded, "head of the auror office. what about you?"

"i model for witch weekly."

i gasped, "you're the p. aphrodite? i should've known!"

"big fan?" she looked amusedly at me.

"my friends are, so naturally i am."

"you don't seem the type fred usually goes for."

"i wouldn't say he's even going for me," i said cautiously.

"you are much too cutesie for his type."

i glanced up at her. she was smiling kindly.

"pfft, but better cutesie than nothing, amirite?" i asked friendlily, "well it's been nice to talk with you, but i gotta hurry!"

"no worries, i'll come with you, i have some business at the ministry too. have you seen his past exes?"

"uhh, not really?"

"well they're all models for one magazine or another."

"oh, okay. and that's important because...?" i asked her carefully.

"i just thought you should know."

i laughed, "i'm not model material, am i? i don't mind at all."

she looks taken aback. "i would say, with longer hair," she plucked a hair out of my poor mess of locks, "and a shorter upper body, with perhaps lip fillers, you'd look model-like."

her tone was analysing and not at all attacking.

"only three things??" i asked, shocked.

"you are rather... pretty already," she mused, "not model-like, but cute."

we had reached the ministry.

"thanks, see you later!" she waved and disappeared.

all that was left was a buzzing fly which soon flew away.

i immediately dialled in my auror code in the red telephone box and was sent into hermione granger's office.

"'mione! how good to see you!" i hugged her.

"hello y/n!"

in the ministry and the auror department, the head of the auror office was probably more important than the minister for magic. i didn't know why. she had brought me a cup of hot chocolate.

"thanks, 'mione, you didn't need to. what's the mission today?"

"two babies are being held hostage in a coded location by a person who calls themselves the light lord. dark lord, light lord, y'know?" she handed me a coded piece of parchment.

i thoughtfully pondered, "the light lord. who do you need?"

"i was hoping you go on this mission, then you could give me some news on this light lord person."

"that's doable. we'll need to bring in hepole and a ministry official to negotiate passports and such. and a strong auror team."

"right on it. i'll get wally becker and charlotte-ann becker. they're a force to be reckoned with on the borders."

"how much experience?"

"they're twins, been doing this for about fifty years now."

"perfect. and hepole?"

"on the way."

"thanks, minister," i winked at her, getting out my telephone and dialling the disguise unit.

"hello, poplinn speaking."

"pop, we need a few disguises. light lord."

"miss l/n! o-of course!"

"and pop?"

"y-yeah?"

"call me y/n."

i hung up, dialling harry's office.

"harry, call draco and be in my office in ten minutes. i don't care what business he's doing with scorpius, we've got babysitters here. light lord, perhaps a second of voldemort."

"of course."

i picked up the ringing phone that was in the corner of hermione's office.

"y/n, me and scorpy are having a zoo day, we're at the muggle zoo you suggested."

"sorry dray, but it's important."

"there's no one else?"

"there are others, but we need your expertise."

there was a pause, "i won't need to show my dark mark?"

"it's fading anyway. no."

"i'll be paid?"

"in hundreds."

"how old are the children?"

"2 and 4," hermione said.

the silence told me he was sold.

"i'll be there."

i picked up the big microphone and said, "auror unit 156 to the brief room. no need to bring anything. see you there!"

"good luck," hermione grimly said, "be safe, head."

"mhm and cup o' coffee tomorrow? if i survive, that is," i grinned.

"'course."

i smiled, "c'ya!"

she was shaking her head.

"oi, no disappointment, 'mione! i was the one who got the ministry out of paperwork!"

"burning paper doesn't count, y/n."

"it wasn't burning paper, hermione granger, it was arson."

"no, it was the saddest form of arson i've ever seen."

"hey! that's rude."

"just go on your mission already."

i laughed, "on it, minister. kalle?"

kalle looked at me, "yes?"

"tell miss minister to take a break and play a game or something, will you?"

she smiled, "okay."

"give my thanks to your mother too, loved the cookies!"

"alright, good luck, head!"

"thanks, bye!"

i apparated to the brief room, where everyone was strapped into special camouflage clothes.

i handed hepole the parchment and immediately began briefing the unit, harry and draco, on the mission.

"please be safe out there. if you're injured, apparate or travel back here, okay?"

i looked at hepole.

he cleared his throat, "they're in albania. the forest there."

"okay. harry and draco will provide attacking forces," the two nodded.

"i want lopex, quentin blake, quentin grill and hilly to break into any establishment," i say to the team, "and eron, hawks, melv, argonas to hold the offender hostage. johnathan, team healer as always. i'll take the children. hepole, you come and accompany us till the forest, then you have my permission to stay back, and beckers, stay invisible with the cloak, write a report for the minister when you come back, understand? have faith, team! i believe in you. we travel by apparition with the machine in three minutes. call your family, chat, have a snack, drink some water, and relax."

i picked up my telephone and dialled my parents.

"hi mum, dad, i'm going on a mission!"

"alright, be safe sweetie," my mum called.

"yeah, don't die kiddo," my dad added.

"right right, i love you, bye!"

the mission was successful. we rescued the children and sent the kidnapper to trial for azkaban. i escaped with a gash on my forearm, but quickly fixed it up with a spell. it ended late in the evening, so the team healer had gone home. the wound kept opening again, but i wasn't sure if it needed stitches.

putting everything away and making sure the aurors were okay, i headed back to the apartment i shared with fred.

i felt emotionally and physically drained, ready to enjoy a good shower and a good late dinner.

when i fiddled with the key to the door and opened it, my heart absolutely stopped.

pretoria aphrodite was kissing fred passionately. i felt my heart fall ten thousand flights of stairs in disappointment. of course. i was all a rebound who was pathetically in love with him.

when they stopped and saw me, pretoria smirked and fred stood up, astounded.

"uhh, continue? sorry," i apologised awkwardly.

"wait, y/n, it's not what it looks like-" he said.

"i don't mind, be safe," i smiled, too tired and too weak to do anything, closing the door and feeling tears well up in my eyes as i took my bag and myself somewhere. anywhere away from this all. my wound burned. i cursed under my breath as i made my way to st mungo's.

"y/n, you should have come here earlier!" yvonne, my friend, says, as she slowly injects a needle into me, "it's infected! and it needs stitches."

i laughed, "everything needs stitches. this is why i didn't become a healer, yvonne."

she shook her head in dismay.

"lol."

i watched the needle go in.

then she stitched the bloody mess of a wound up, cleaning it gently.

"now i can't stay, y/n," i pouted, "no, don't give me that face, i have other patients."

i nodded, "thanks yvonne."

"no problems. take care. you're too reckless."

"am not!"

she laughed. "that's funny."

after the trip to st mungo's which was pretty short, i wondered what to do. my mind kept floating to the scene i had just witnessed.

i was just the stupid, stupid, girl he used as a rebound. he didn't even use me as a real rebound, just someone who was simply infatuated with him to help him forget his unforgettable ex.

looking at a shop window, i caught a glimpse of myself. i hated being insecure but it happened.

i looked ugly. eyes too small, nose too big, lips not full enough. my thighs touched and i didn't have abs. i had a long gash running down my forearm, surrounded by other cuts. my hair was messy and disgusting. compared to the angel on earth pretoria was, i was nothing. small and plain was nothing when luxurious and beautiful was present.

and it hurt. my heart hurt. my head hurt.

i shook my head gently of my thoughts, chuckling bitterly.

fred weasley was completely and utterly out of my league.

whatevs, i thought. hurting was fine.

deciding to get over him once and for all, i bought some groceries and apparated to the doorstep of lee and alicia's glamorous cottage.

i knocked twice on the door. "hellooo!" i called out.

"baby, can you get that?" lee asked alicia.

alicia opened the door, smiling as she saw me.

"hey ali!"

"hi! come in!"

at first glance i could tell she knew something wrong.

"can i sleep here tonight? and take a shower? and eat some of your food please guys? and maybe steal a shirt i left here for safekeep? and maybe use your telephone? i'm really sorry for troubling you, so i got you guys snacks."

i was the second cousin by marriage of lee. it was good overall, but he was super naughty.

"snacks?"

"your favourites."

"then i guess you can," he said cheekily and i laughed.

"alicia, i don't know how or why you ended up with this child, but i'm glad you did," i told her and she laughed heartily.

"he's cute, isn't he?"

"no," i quickly stepped into the guest bedroom and took a long shower, letting a few tears slip but not enough so that it looked like it. i was subtle.

i bundled up in heavy clothing and wrapped my hair in a towel.

gingerly, i bandaged the wound.

by the snores in the other room, lee was asleep. i crept out quietly, going to cook something.

alicia was sitting down, with my favourite comfort meal prepared. i felt tears of appreciation well up in my eyes.

"thank you, ali, i love you."

"you damn well do."

we both giggled.

"what happened?" she asked me.

"nothing. i just wanted a change."

"from fred? liar. i'll ask again. what happened, y/n?"

"just a long mission, that's all."

"after long missions you usually watch movies with fred."

"couldn't i visit my best friend and my cuz?"

"you visit us on weekends. it's a friday."

"well i wanted to visit you!"

"bullshit."

"is it that hard to believe?"

"what the fuck did fred do to you?"

"nothin'?"

"c'mon y/n, you have to tell me. there's a reason why you didn't go to angie and george's tonight."

"i went here because they're super kissy. you guys have space and act normally. i appreciate that."

"you're awesome at lying."

"i'm not lying!"

"does this happen to involve pretoria aphrodite?"

i nodded, sighing, "she's so nice and pretty." i played with my food.

"i bumped into her. she's pretty, but not nice."

"oh?"

"she called me fiercely ugly. she forgot i model for witch weekly too."

"what did you say back?"

"i told her to fuck off."

i laughed, "she was very nice to me. but next time i see her imma kill her."

"of course she was nice to you, you're a lil angel! anyway, she's an animagus, didya know?"

"whoa how did you know?"

"caught her in a jar. she's a fly. who do you think told hermione to catch rita skeeter in the jar?"

i laughed, "rita skeeter is a beetle! gosh, she's annoying."

"what did fred and pretoria do?"

"nothing."

"please tell me?"

"they-" i swallowed, "they were kissing, and so i came here because i didn't wanna watch anymore."

"hang on, he told you he loved you a few days ago?"

i nodded.

"that doesn't seem right."

i shrugged, "pretoria's better than me. i don't blame him."

"his mother would kill him!"

i shrugged again, "i don't think he was legit when he said that."

"molly weasley, y/n!"

"look, he can explain it to you, i don't even wanna hear it. the first stage of mourning is denial, they say."

"doesn't mean it's good."

"denial is awesome. it's ignorance, but you choose to be stupid. i'm already so stupid!" i groaned, covering my face with my hands, "so so so so so so so stupid, foolish, dumb, and i don't want you to tell me i'm not because i know i am. pathetic."

i gobbled down the rest of the meal, "ths 's delicous," i said, swallowing, "g'night!"

"don't be afraid to let it all out."

"yeah."

i shut the door softly, before brushing my teeth and collapsing exhaustedly on the bed, nodding off quickly.

the next day, i woke at 4am, and put on new clothes, apparating to the phone box and filling out paperwork for the missions yesterday.

i joined hermione quickly, handing her a cappucino and sipping my mocha.

"court sitting this early?" she asked me.

i nodded, "mistake of sirius black, now they do all court sittings within 24 hours of arrest."

"that's smart."

"yeah. it's good. he's obviously guilty right? just a dust of veritaserum to bring it all out?"

"i reckon he'll just confess."

"criminals don't go down easily."

"you guys did a spotting job. the children were unharmed."

"are they here today?"

"they're in st mungo's. being monitored."

"parents?"

"dead."

"oh gosh, those poor children. what's going to happen to them?"

"someone's adopting them, wally becker and his wife."

"that's awesome."

the court hushed as we entered the room. hermione and i shared amused glances and began the sitting.

he was found to be guilty and was chucked in azkaban.

"what an idiot, sending a message like that."

"yup," i chuckled, "what with hepole in our ministry, they never escape."

we laughed.

"how's everything with ron?" i asked her.

"i don't know if he's still into me?"

i almost laugh at her statement, "bro. of course he is."

"i never see him."

"then see him more!"

"how? i'm so busy!"

"busy enough for ron?" we both took sandwiches from the canteen lady with courteous smiles and words.

we sat down at the cafeteria.

"i guess not, but he's busy!"

"busy enough for you?"

"i guess not."

"'xactly."

"but he might not wanna go on a date."

"why? the boy's obsessed with you, 'mione!"

the aurors and ministry workers looked at us in fear as i rose up. i chuckled.

i immediately skipped over to the telephone, putting in the WWW's number.

"y/n! what on earth are you doing?" hermione said in a panicked tone.

"nothing to be worried 'bout."

"hello?" it was george. i thanked the heavens for that.

"yolo george, give the phone to your lil bro please."

"'kay."

hermione was gaping at me. i smirked at her.

"y/n?"

"hey ron, i want you to meet me in rosemary park at 5pm today."

"o-okay."

"could you also bring hermione's favourite snacks and wear an extra jumper?"

"what? why?"

"i'm curious, that's all," i said, "see you there!"

"is that y/n?" i heard fred's voice.

"nup, it isn't," i replied.

and with that, i hung up.

"hey 'mione?"

she was glaring at me, "what."

"meet me at rosemary park at 5pm?" i batted my eyelashes at her, before bursting out in laughter.

she laughed, "i love you."

"pfft, love ya too. you really are too careful. like he would reject you."

"what do you think i should wear?"

"let's go off work early today, at 3," i suggested, "we're both on top of our work anyway."

"okay! you wanna go now?"

"it's 11?"

"yeah!"

"alrighty! kalle!"

kalle turned to us, "yes?"

"hi! me and minister are going out to talk about the mission."

"alright, bye."

we apparate to hogsmeade.

"what theme do you wanna go for?"

"hmm," she thought for a second, "floral!"

"alrighty!" i fumbled for my cell phone and dialled the WWW's again.

"hello?" it was fred this time.

"heyo freddie," i said to him like nothing had ever happened, "tell ron to dress up at 5 pm in something cute but not too out there, preferably in florals or somethin', and he better bring me hermione's favourite flowers."

"wha? if he's going with you then- ohhhh."

"thanks, bye."

"wait!"

"mhm?"

"can we talk?"

"erm- about what exactly?"

"everything."

i sighed, "later, okay? i'm out with hermione and you've got work."

"okay. have a good time, lovely."

"you too."

i was utterly confused. here he was one day kissing pretoria, and now he was calling me lovely?

what the hell was going on?

"let's go, mione!"

we went and bought her a pretty pink dress with white lilies adorning it. it was cute and definitely casual, sort of like a sundress.

"what if he doesn't come?" hermione chewed on her lip.

"hermione jean granger, we both know that ron is absolutely definitely a thousand times head over heels in love with you. he wouldn't ditch you for the world! and look at you! anyone can see he's lucky to have you! you both are star-crossed. when has he ever ever ditched you?"

"with lav brown."

"lavender, she's, she's dead, hermione," i said carefully, "fenrir greyback bit her to death. it was a tragic, heroic, death. she was listed in the extended casualties sent to my office a few months after the battle. i think she's watching down on us from wherever she is up there."

"she's dead?"

"yeah," i replied sadly, "life is so short."

"yeah."

"what i'm tryna say, is that that might've happened, but it won't happen again now that he knows you love him and he loves you. understand?"

"yeah."

"and love him well, for the sake of lavender brown."

"for the sake of lavender brown," she said, smiling.

"yup, now, light lord. his name is actually pont knight."

"pont knight?"

"former assistant of me."

"pont knight?"

"yeah, i know right."

"how did he go again?"

"oh, i fired him," i laughed.

"why?"

"smart guy but terribly lazy and he kept asking for promotions! like please do something if you want money."

"interesting."

"he moved to eastern europe to chase after the trendiness of the islands. i think it was just an excuse. he's changed. he used to be clean-shaven and have the blondest hair."

"do you think he did anything else?"

"we did put him on veritaserum, right?"

"yeah, but it's illegal to put someone on it for more than 10 minutes now in court sittings."

"we could go visit him in azkaban later? i'll take gregir."

"yeah, maybe tomorrow or the day after?"

i nodded, "'course. today is a rest day for the aurors right?"

she nodded, "yeah, half of the agency is at home or working out in the gym."

"good. sometimes this work is so tolling, 'mione."

"yeah, i heard from st mungo's you got hurt?" her eyes were concerned.

i rolled up my sleeve, "that's it."

"that's it? what do you mean, that's terrible! you need to take better care of yourself."

"well sometimes it's hard to. it was worth it."

we continued chatting until it was 4:30.

"oop!" she checked her watch, "i have to go!"

"good luck! tell me how it goes, minister! i'll head back to check if anyone's called for you or me and dust it all up."

"thanks. i owe you."

"nah. i owe my job to you. if minister for magic didn't exist, i wouldn't either. i love you 'mione, be safe!"

"love you too!"

i apparated to the phone box and typed my letters in.

with a whoosh, i immediately spotted two letters and a beeping phone. i answered the phone, solving the problem of the woman on the other end of the line and scribbled a reply to both of the letters.

i finished the paperwork and sent it off, then visited my office. it was piling with letters. i answered all of them, redirecting some of them to different departments, before calling everyone back.

i spotted some of the aurors from yesterday's mission sitting in the cafeteria and talking.

i sat down next to them, "how are you guys doing? any injuries?"

they shook their heads, "we've been spending time in the healer's office and just exercising lightly by the orders of johnny," argonas explained and i nodded.

"take it lightly, and go home if you want to. seeing family always helps the process, hopefully not too many nightmares?"

they laughed, "nightmares all the time, miss," hawk said lightly, "get used to it in this job."

i frowned, "have you tried speaking to doctor yvonne? she might have ways to solve nightmares."

"ahh, miss, sleeping draughts can only do so much," hawk replied cordially.

i laughed, "alright, hawkeye, but just make sure you're not getting traumatised okay? what about you, lopex, quentins?"

they shrugged.

"it's okay? the door was very hard to bust into," lopex said quietly, "we had to try several bombarding charms."

"now, lop, it was easy work!" draco said, sitting down, "hello, head auror, hello unit."

it brought on a cacophony of greetings.

"how are you doing, dray?" harry sat down next to him, "hi everyone!"

we all replied with more greetings and a steady conversation started and flowed for a couple of hours.

i felt my cell phone go off and i excused myself, noting it was 9pm already.

i apparated to the apartment doorstep, knocking on the door just in case anything was happening. i checked the caller id, it was hermione.

fred opened the door, hair messy, still good looking. i smiled at him, patting his shoulder as i ran to the ringing telephone and picked it up.

"y/n!" i could just hear the beam in hermione's voice.

"'mione! how did it go?"

"absolutely wonderful, head auror, ahhh, he's so cute!"

"what happened?" i asked, smiling already.

"well it was really cold when i saw the picnic blanket, which was matching my dress for some weird reason, and ron was there in the cutest button up and he looked so handsoME and he gave me a flower, he's always handsome but i just can't! ahhhh!" she squealed and i clapped my hands in excitement.

"and then i was shivering and he gave me hiS JUMPER and it smelled like him and oh my gosh i think i might just be in love, y/n!"

i giggled, "my cooling charm did work!"

"whaT y/n????"

cackling, i said, "continue, i wanna hear more this is so adorable!!!"

i ignored the dirty glance fred gave me, quietening my voice.

"and then we had food and he said he had cooked it himself and was being such a dear and i told him that i loved him over and over again!!!"

i squealed silently again.

"and, and, gosh my english has gone out of the window!"

"english is nothing compared to the language of love!!" i giggled.

"we watched the sunset whilst cuddling, and i fell asleep and then when i woke up i was in his bed and he was looking at me intently and i just, i'm the luckiest girl alive!"

"you are but you deserve it! that's so sweet! i'm happy for you goshhh, you are the cutest couple. you're both such darlings!"

"and then we watched a muggle movie and he got scared of the spiders and it was so adorable ahhhhHHHH!!!"

"that's the cutesttttt," i gushed.

another dirty look from fred. i gave him a frown back.

"and then he walked me home and it started raining and we kissed in the rain and another check off of my bucketlist and oh my gosh he's so perfect."

"oh gosh that's beautiful," i was smiling uncontrollably.

"anyway," her tone changed into one of mischief, "wanna meet up tomorrow to talk about it?"

"sure thing! when and where? i'll be there!"

"erm, lemme chec- think," i heard the suspicious rustling of papers.

"you're sus. let's just talk about it over the phone. i don't want anything weird."

"how about 10 am in the morning at the field of fireflies?"

"that's a highly romantic place, miss minister. isn't it for couples or something?"

"no? you must be talking about fiona farm."

oh. "yeah, probs, well okay, it better have good coffee. i'm dying of boredom too, does it have a playground??" i asked, hopefully crossing my fingers.

"nope."

"awww, shucks, i don't think i'll go then. you wanna come over though?"

"no please come! there's a surprise!"

i was sold, "lovely. i'll be there at 9:30!"

"no, no, don't do that."

"what the hell, hermione, you're being so suspicious!"

"i'm not, okay? just come on time, you won't regret it."

"if there's any funny business i'm not committing arson ever again."

"oh crap."

i sighed.

"just come anyway!!! good night cheerio!!!"

"what the-"

the line ended.

i frowned, noticing the glare fred gave me yet again.

"is everything okay??" i asked him.

"no," he said rudely.

"well, do you need any help?"

"no."

"how was your day?"

"fine."

i sighed, "okay."

"you called ron cute."

i laughed lightly, "that's it?? and so what's kissing a girl huh, nothing? i called him cute because he treats 'mione like a goddess, because she is a goddess, for goodness sake. and he is cute, in a completely objective way," i added absentmindedly, "all you weasleys are."

he frowned.

"she kissed me!"

"oh i don't mind, i couldn't. my two braincells can't handle it. you kiss whoever you wanna, okay? live, laugh, love, and all that." i smiled.

he was silent.

"and we can talk after i meet up with hermione, okay?"

"okay."

"we don't needa if you don't wanna, of course. g'night."

"have a nice sleep."

the next morning, i got up and went to the field of fireflies or whatever.

it was a beautiful place. it was a full on field. meadows stretched across the near english countryside. the sky was clear and light, and the world around me was stunning.

winds blew from all directions, and i soon found myself accio!ing a jumper.

"hermioneeee???" i called, "you're leaving me hanging."

had hermione stood me up? i chuckled at the very thought, soon rolling in the field of flowers as i laughed.

"hermione you devil you stood me up! you left your poor little work wife hanging!" i shouted dramatically.

i suddenly spotted a little house? by the side of the meadow.

i ran towards it.

"whoa."

it was absolutely magnificent. beige little bricks were stacked on top of each other, grey bricks dotted in. the shillings were dark green, and plants hung out everywhere in the cracks of the house.

large windows which reflected the blue light in the sky spanned across the whole house, and a single wooden door stood ajar.

i just wish i had brought a camera. i sat on the grass, playing with the hem of my jumper sadly. even hermione didn't have time for me. i wondered what a sad person i must seem like.

"contemplating life there?" i heard a far off voice. i swung my head around, seeing fred standing and grinning.

yeah well duh i was, no thanks to you, i thought.

i immediately got up.

"we can talk here, right?" fred asked, as he brought me into the house.

"wow," inside, it was cluttered and messy, with plants sprouting everywhere and bookcases and things everywhere. i loved it.

"you like it?" he asked.

"love it."

"good, because i bought it," he laughed at my flabbergasted expression, "i'm rich, darlin'. let's sit, i cooked lunch."

"was this your plan? to have hermione stand me up?" i asked.

"love, i wouldn't call this a plan. simply just a boy trying to explain himself."

"look i don't need an explanation. i told you, you can love whoever you wanna, i don't mind, i don't care, i support."

"but i'm gonna have to explain because i wanna kiss you."

"then go ahead," i sighed, "if you're lying i will stab you."

"jeesh okay."

i looked at him.

"oh yeah, i forgot the food, here," he said casually, handing me a plate filled with yummy looking delicacies. i was willing to put up with his rubbish story telling for the food, i guess.

"alright, i'm all ears."

"okay. so she talked with you right?"

i nodded.

"did she take a piece of hair from you?”

i nodded again.

"so you came home just right about when the night lights flicker on in london. or so i thought it was you. it was actually, aphrodite, yeah? in polyjuice potion. and she knocked on the door, which i thought was strange. i opened it and she immediately kissed me, as you. and it was weird but it was you and i would give the world to kiss you like that," he said bluntly and i could feel my face heating up, "and then it went like that for a few seconds and she turned into pretoria, and by then the woman had her claws on me. then the door opened and i knew i had made a mistake and then you left and apologised so sweetly. i'm so so sorry, my love, please, i never meant to hurt you, i never meant to do anything. i broke up with her last year. i haven't wanted to be with her since. i want to be with you."

i looked at him. i knew he was genuine.

"okay. i'm sorry too, for not trusting you. i guess i was just really unsure of our relationship. it's still kinda blurry."

"what do you wanna be?"

"could we be official, please?"

he grinned, "of course."

then smiling sheepishly, he added, "can i kiss you now?"

"only if i'm the only girl you kiss from now on," i teased, smiling.

he blushed, placing my hands over his heart. it was beating very very fast.

"feel that, beautiful?"

i nodded.

"only you."

he gave me a cheesy grin and laughed at my blushing face, before tilting my head upwards and going in for a kiss but kissing my cheek.

"that's not fair!"

and that's how his head ended up falling into my lap, as i ran my fingers through his ginger strands.

he had fallen asleep just as the sunset began.

it was breathtaking. hues of orange and red danced across the sky.

"i can think of something a lot more beautiful than that," fred said, smiling.

"oh?"

"yeah. yeah."

"i don't believe you."

"that's because you can't see yourself right now."