#knowing my mai mentor tho

[maimaifinale]

mfw my three hour once in a blue moon friday visit gives me this shit

[tacagen]

one of the things that fascinate me about thawne: yes, he CAN be normal with kids! surprisingly normal!

((not at all times, though. his mental illness still spills through and as usual he, in trying to manipulate or hurt others, spits out at them the exact stuff that would hurt him (or have in his childhood/barry's rejection interpretation) the most in the first place lmao))

but at the same time. his like second instinct when doing his bullshit is FUCK THEM (as) KIDS

(and, well. whatever this classifies as)

[sskk-manifesto]

!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[rainydayathogwarts]

Bed side drawer - Peter Parker

summary: when Tony finds a box of condoms in Peter's bed side drawer, he doesn't expect Peter's girlfriend to walk into the room, causing an awkward interaction. a/n: my toxic trait is that i always imagine tasm!peter even tho it's in the avengers universe 0.6k wc

When Peter walks into his bedroom, the first thing his eyes lay on is the box of condoms in his mentor's hand. Tony Stark smirks from where he sits on his mentee's bed, drinking the cup of coffee Aunt May had so graciously prepared him. Peter's eyes go wide, flickering between his open bed side drawer and his mentor, and he dives across the room to get the box from him. Peter nearly hits his head against the wall when Tony tosses the box in the air, catching it in his hand when it falls down again. Peter's face flushes red as he scrambles back up, straightening his bed sheets where he haphazardly landed on them, mouth gaping open. Peter can hear you laughing with his Aunt May in the living room about another one of May's stories. She always had to tell you about the stories of how smitten he was with you, an attempt for your relationship to last forever. He needs to get that box before you walk in because that was not the situation he imagined you'd meet Mr. Stark in. He refused to let it happen.

Peter tilts his head to the side with desperate eyes, begging "Please give me those Mr. Stark." Tony grins teasingly, saying "You know these only work when there are two people involved, right?" Peter doesn't have time to react before the door to his room opens again and you walk in, saying something about the story Aunt May had told you before your eyes land on the older man in the room, prompting you to go silent. Oh no, Peter thinks. Tony quickly's eyes quickly scan you where you awkwardly stand in the doorway, and the obvious mortification that settles on your face at the realisation of who he is.

"Oh."

"Oh." Tony's tone is suggestive, and completely different from yours. He stands up from Peter's bed, slowly making his way across the room to you. His eyes flicker between you and Peter, the box of condoms still in his hands as you shoot a hand out in front of you, smiling nervously and saying "Hi, I'm y/n." in a lowsy attempt to ignore the box laying in the man's hand, eyes glancing down to it a couple of times. Tony shakes your hand, introducing himself, before asking "And who might you be y/n?" Gulping, you glance between your boyfriend, whose face has flushed a dark shade of red, and the avenger standing in front of you. "I'm Peter's girlfriend." You state, eyes widening as Tony puts the box of condoms in your hand.

"There are two people involved then..." You hear him mutter under his breath, but it's nothing as embarrassing as Aunt May walking into the busy room and observing the situation, attention immediately caught by the box of condoms that you throw at your boyfriend in a panic. The box hits Peter's chest and falls on the floor, and neither of you make a move to pick it up whilst you smile awkwardly at May, who follows Tony out of the room. You huff when they walk out, turning around to dig your head into Peter's chest in humiliation. Your boyfriend hugs you close, rubbing a hand on your back, and he's happy you can't hear Tony say "That girl seems too sweet to be having sex with your nephew." or his Aunt May's scoff of "Yeah until you come back home after a night with your friends and hear everything through those walls. She really knows how to talk dirty."

[danidoodels]

I need a yj band au so bad like a thing they do together outside the capes,hear me out;

Kon- singer/ bass player

Cassie- electric guitar

Bart- drums

none of their mentors actually know they're in a band, they just think the kids are really into music, and also into this one indie band? they never heard of it before but the music seems to be getting more popular day by day.

the band mostly just releases the music online, they didn't get an insane amount of streams at first, but then a superhero(not in yj) ends up mentioning their music, and they pretty much blow up over night.

tim didn't join the band initially at first, he makes the excuse that he doesn't know how to play any instruments, and that he has no time to learn, plus if Batman found out he'd probably wouldn't approve and he doesn't want to bother and deal with that.

anyway later someone stumbles on him singing some insane notes which apparently he wrote. He's got a whole journal filled with his songs that he never showed anyone, until he joins the band.

so Tim would become the lead singer/songwriter, cause I cant really see him playing an instrument? I may change my mind tho

[googleitlol]

False Hero AU

@rovobeam everything you've been drawing for this hurts my soul and I love it.

SO! 👏 The False Hero AU is all about what would have happened if Macaque won the fight with Wukong on the journey. After sealing Sun Wukong under Flower Fruit Mountain, Macaque continued to impersonate him for a while, travelling with the pilgrims until… well, until the journey ended prematurely. Once he no longer had to deal with that, Macaque was free to do just… whatever he wanted. However, with the Monkey King gone, the world was still in need of a hero.

It wasn't like Macaque planned this all from the start. He saved some villages because, well, he was just in the area. As he did tho, he started to be seen as more and more of a hero. People didn't have to worry about the old Monkey King coming to save them anymore, not when this new one was doing so well!

The attention and praise eventually got to his head, and Macaque began to embrace the role he'd been given. He liked being a hero, having all these people admire him. Wukong abandoned him to join those stupid monks, but now? He had the love of the people Wukong used to protect. Of course, he didn't want all this attention and praise to waiver if anyone thought to look back on what really happened during the journey. Nobody even knew what happened to Sun Wukong after the other pilgrims died, which left Macaque to shape the story and tell the tale of what happened himself.

By the time the modern age hits, everyone that heard of the Journey to the West knows about how the hero Six-Eared Macaque bravely defeated the rampaging Sun Wukong, the Corrupt Sage who thought he was equal to heaven. In this world, it's Macaque who becomes MK's mentor. Unlike Wukong tho, he is a much more active presence in the city, acting as its guardian and local hero instead of going into retirement.

Everything was going well for him! He's beloved by the city he protects, he's surrounded by friends that love and care about him, and he loved them just as much. Sure, he sometimes had to make sure people didn't catch on to the real story, there was still the rare individual that would question the facts– but there was nothing to prove his version of events were false. He even keeps his scar visible so the world can remember what Wukong did to him in their fight. There was nothing to make the majority of people question him, anyway.

…That is, until MK finds the seal keeping Sun Wukong under Flower Fruit Mountain.

It's not like Macaque told the kid about the monster under the mountain, how could he have known not to touch it? Macaque may have been angry, but he wouldn't hold it against his student. However, this newly freed Wukong posed a very big threat. No matter who got in his way, whatever attempts Wukong makes to tell the world otherwise, Macaque would have to make sure his status as the real hero remained intact. This would result in many battles between the two mystic monkeys, and with MK by his side, he often came out on top. Macaque just had to keep painting Wukong as the villain, a demon returning to lay waste to their home. He'd do anything to ensure his version of history was the right one.

And Macaque refuses to let anyone stand in his way.

[venenna]

In your arms tonight

Itoshi Rin x Reader

A/n: slight angst/comfort, im still new so there may be mistakes feel free to provide some constructive criticism!! might be a bit occ, but i tried to keep as close to cannon as possible. before we start BIG THANKS TO MY CO-WRITER AND A GREAT FRIEND FOR HELP @dimsumo , this wouldn't have been possible without her, and another big thanks to my proofreading pookie tho she didn't prooread this time due to time zones but im happy she offered @crystxlseesu !!! Enjoy!!!

"Who would've thought id be first to leave heh" you said gazing out to the runway "honestly i always thought you'd leave before me".

"You are falling behind Rinnie" you turn around to look at turquoise eyed boy "I mean c'mon you're supposed to be this big shot player" letting out a breathy chuckle as you say so.

Rin let's out a sigh flicking your forehead, his gaze hiding a hint of affection.

"Don't mess this up [Name]" He said sternly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Me and Ni-chan will be the top strikers, I'll need you to keep up with your cooking, athletes need balanced diet" He said looking down at you smirking.

"See you at the top, idiot"

You smile softly at the dark haired boy, rubbing the spot he previously flicked.

"Aye aye sir!"

After spending a hot minute in comfortable silence, basking in each others presence.

"I'll be on my way then, let's meet on the top, the three of us i mean" grinning skipping towards your suitcase.

"Don't keep me waiting for too long Number 2" you say as the wheels of your suitcase clatter against the floor.

Soon the intercoms announce your flight...

"Off I go Rin, I'll see you in a bit"

"Mhm, see you in a bit"

And here you were, in the same place you were at six months ago. The time you spent away was worth while! Paris had a lot to offer, and your mentors taught you many new dishes(still traumatized by macaroons tho). This program was a complete success!

As you get off the plane, pulling out your phone you immediately call Rin.

Ring

...

Ring

After the second ring he picks up the phone:

"Hey?" His voice sounding unusually strained amd tired.

"Rin is everything ok?" You said not even trying to hide the worry in your voice.

"Mhm, why'd you call?"

"Ah well... SURPRISEEE"

"Hmm?" Rin questioned raising his brow, not that you can see it from your end of the line.

"I just landed, im back from Paris!!" Excitement bubbling in your voice "was wondering if you'd like to hangout?"

"..."

"What" Disbelief and something else lacing his tone... Was it desperation? Panic? No it couldn't be, that's not the Rin you know. There was no need for that tone you must be imagining it!

"Stay right there"

"Huh what wai-"

The call cuts of, or more like he hung up ON YOU? Tsk so rude!

And so being an obedient person you are you find a seat in the lobby dragging your trusty suitcase behind and taking a seat. Thumping your foot on the tiled floor you sit there and wait.

Glancing over the crowd of passersby looking for familiar dark green hair, every scan ending in disappointment. Looking at your phone ever so often checking the time and then back at the entrance to the airport.

Finally after what felt like an eternity (it was 40 minutes tops, you ought to work on your patience smh) you spot the familiar turquoise gaze, your eyes immediately locking. Rin towered over the crowd, he is pretty tall considering he's 16.

As soon as you see him you jump from your seat clutching onto the handle of your suitcase waving at him.

He weaved through the crowd with a little too much force for someone who looked so calm.

Rin reached you in no time, he just stood there looking at you his usual indifferent expression present, although he seemed...odd.

"Hi Rinnie!"

"Hey" he paused looking you over "how was your flight?"

"Good good, i slept through most of it" letting out a small laugh while recounting the event.

Rin nods "That's good"

"Did you like my surprise?" You lean slightly towards him smirking.

"You should've told me earlier" he sighs at your antics "I could've came sooner"

Crossing your arms over your chest while huffing. "Then it wouldn't be a surprise obviously"

"Welcome back [Name]"

"Its good to be back"

Rin now dragging your suitcase walks with you towards a taxi, the one he came with.

"Sooo about my question earlier, you wanna hangout?" You ask walking besides him brushing arms with him.

"Do you think I'd be here if i didn't?"

"So its a yes??"

"Tsk, yes idiot" He says while placing your luggage in the trunk.

Both of you take a seat in the back as you tell the driver your address. The ride is quiet, but the silence isn't uncomfortable quite the opposite actually. One thing was odd tho, Rin kept glancing at you as if checking if you were still there. Something was up, you knew that much but he doesn't seem very open to talk about it.

Standing infront of your home you feel a wave of nostalgia hit you like a tide. How dearly have you missed being home!

Unfortunately for you, your parents weren't home. A relative you didn't care enough about invited them to a wedding overseas. Which meant you'd be home alone next few days. Way to feel welcome at home! You were the one to insist on them going, but still it felt weird.

As Rin paid the driver you took your suitcase walking towards all too familiar front door. Pulling out your keys, slightly rusty as the time left its mark on them, unlocking the front door with ease.

Taking off your shoes you look around the small hallway, pictures of your childhood lined up exactly as you remember.

Gliding your fingers over the furniture that held all the pictures looking at them fondly. Dust collecting on your fingers as you do so, you should probably clean tomorrow.

Rin came in behind you closing the door. Taking his shoes off while looking at you.

Scanning the pictures feels like going down a memory lane.

"It has been a while" speaking ever so softly "time really did fly" small smile gracing your delicate features.

The only response you get from Rin was a soft hum as he put his shoes aside.

Stopping infront of one particular picture.

"Hah look at this!" You smile as you look at it.

Rin stood close to Sae, his round eyes full of childish wonder with his signature aloof expression, his chubby fingers proudly holding a gleaming golden trophy. Sun was reflecting from it giving it a warm glow. His brother having a similar expression etched on his face, with a spark of softness. And there, crouching Infront of them, were you. Smiling widely, stark contrast to their bored expressions, with a gap between your teeth beaming brightly at the camera.

While you looked at the picture with fondness, Rin's jaw clenched, brows furrowing while his sharp turquoise glare bore at the picture.

Noticing this you turn to him.

"Rin? What's wrong?" Asking him confusion and worry lacing your tone.

Turning away from the picture he scoffs.

"Nothing" He said walking towards your family's living room.

Here it is again, that odd behavior, something is wrong, but you knew better than to pry and upset him further. But a part of you needed to know why he was so... upset? Angry? Scared? You wanted to comfort him, to understand him, to help him.

Trailing behind him with your suitcase, stopping to peek from the door.

"Make yourself comfortable, ill go unpack quickly"

And just like that you continue down the hall towards your room.

Everything was exactly the same as you left it, tho thin layer of dust covering your room as testament to your absence. You really should do some cleaning in next few days.

Unpacking wasn't hard, you just had to shove your clothes in their rightful places. Organizing will be problem for future you.

After unpacking you make your way to the living room.

"Want some tea?" Walking up behind the couch Rin was sitting on.

"Sure"

"Any specific tea you have in mind or...?"

"Anything is fine"

Walking to the kitchen, which wasn't that difficult considering kitchen and living room were conjoined, you opened the cabinet where you kept tea. You grab green tea and start boiling water needed for preparing it.

You poured tea for Rin and you and brought it to the coffee table.

"Here your highness" you said bowing slightly, before sitting down next to him.

He scoffs at your antics as he picks up his cup and blows a little to cool the tea off.

Drinking tea you talked about your experiences in France, and he patiently listened (yapper x listener core).

Then came the topic of his brother.

Sipping on last few drops of your tea you asked, blissfully unaware of what's to happened after.

"By the way, my parents told me Sae visited recently, how's he doing?"

Rin paused, almost as if he froze. Setting down his cup with more force then necessary.

"I don't know" he said through gritted teeth.

"Huh, but didn't you see him a month ago-"

"I said i don't know how Sae is, stop asking!"

He practically yelled at you, he'd never done that before.

You just sat there shocked at his reaction.

Next few minutes were filled with awkward silence, until he broke it by standing up.

"I have to go"

"Ah okay" you managed to reply with half a mind, still processing his reaction.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yea, see you" is all he said before going into the hallway putting on his shoes, you trailing behind him to unlock the door for him.

Next few days he was.... clingy, not in conventional way, but in his own unique way.

After practice he'd come to your house drink tea with you, and like clockwork whenever you mentioned anything related to his brother he'd have that look, a mix of anger, hurt and sadness. His go-to excuse was saying something like "Your house is better for a break in-between my training" something about it being closer.

You knew that it was BS, his house was at a similar distance. And you're going to confront him about what was up.

And predictably he came to your house, again.

Only this time it was late, sun has long disappeared. Silver glow of moon highlighted his features as he stood at your door.

You let him in, rehearsing what you planned to say in your head.

As you both take a seat on the couch, tea already steaming on the table, you do your usual chatting.

You asked about his training and Rin gave you simple and short replies, which to be fair you appreciated, since you probably wouldn't understand his football terms.

As he was preparing to leave, in his usual style. You stood up placing your hands on his shoulders pushing him back down on the couch, as you lean towards him to meet his gaze.

"Rin. We need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about." Rin retorts, he knew where this conversation is headed as he took defensive stance.

You look at him pleading "Rin please, i want to help you, it pains me knowing you're in distress. Just... let me help."

...

"What can you help me with? It's not... It's not any of your fucking business." Rin grumbles, averting his eyes in process, you can see tears welling up in them as his lip trembles ever so slightly.

Your hands leave his shoulders and quickly move to cradle his face.

"Rin i can try" you smile as your thumb glides over his cheek "It is my business, i care about you, so don't push me away" you sit back down next to him still holding his face.

He looks.... hesitant. He wants to tell you, he really does! But the memory is too painful, he doesn't know how or where to start.

Something about your presence, your touch, made him break. He spoke about the fallout with his brother, repeated the crule words his brother uttered.

"Don't make me puke."

"And dont you dare use me as a reason to play soccer again"

...

"To me, you're just... An eyesore and a pain-in-the-ass little brother."

You listened, mortified to say the least. You couldn't believe Sae uttered such words, Sae who doted on his little brother so much.

Without thinking you pulled Rin into a tight embrace. One hand entangled in his dark green locks and the other rubbing comforting circles on his broad back.

He was stunned for a good while, but after he realized what was happening he reciprocated the embrace, grabbing a fistful of your shirt as he hid his face in your shoulder.

You felt something wet and warm soak you shirt, but you dared not to look. Instead you continued to comfort him, telling him he didn't deserve it and that you're proud of him.

You both fell asleep on the couch, limbs entangled holding each other tightly.

When your parents came home in the morning they spotted 2, all to familiar, teens snuggled up together on the couch. Rin was soundly asleep on top of you drooling, while you tightly held him against your chest.

The older couple chuckled as they covered you with a blanket.

Both of you had the best sleep of your life!

A/n2: THANKS FOR READING 💋

No the parts about cleaning have nothing to do with my dusty ahh room 😇

[psychemochanight]

Hii, tbh I do not know if you have been asked about this before me, but what are you thinking about the relationship between Damian and Dick? In your opinion, is this more of a father-son relationship? Or very close brothers ? Or just "I have to put up with him." What do you think??

Plus I adore your posts, they are really cool, I'm in love with ur hc💓💓💓💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Hiiii :D

Honestly, I don't think I ever thought about it, at least not in a more "analytical" way.

I think it genuinely depends on what point in their relationship you're looking at.

Like Nightwing and Robin, they are brothers. I can see it like a mentor-apprentice relationship and a bit of a father-son relationship, but they seem more like brothers to me.

I'm not going to lie, this may be a little influenced by my own relationship with my brother, we have practically the same age difference as Dick and Damian. I am the older one, and I am adopted and he is a biological son.

And I always notice similarities between our dynamics (leaving aside the whole being heroes thing, lmaoooo), but the way Dick knows how to advise his younger brother (and his father to be able to understand his youngest son), more from experience... Well, it's something common among siblings, even more so if there is a significant age difference between the two.

Now, like Batman and Robin, they're definitely going more towards a father-son dynamic.

Even when they want to project Bruce and Dick as brothers, for me within the Batman and Robin dynamic there is always more of a father-son relationship. Same thing goes for Dick and Damian.

As Batman, Dick takes on a more mentor-oriented role for Damian, also, perhaps unconsciously, he seemed to mimic certain behaviors Bruce had towards him when they were the original dynamic duo. Not hero dynamics, but when they were out of the mask.

Also, we know that Dick wanted to adopt Damian, but he was afraid he wouldn't be a good father to him.

Now, like Dick and Damian, I personally do see them as brothers again, differently than they are when they're in costume tho.

There are many older siblings who raise their younger siblings, this is unfortunately all too common. In some ways, they resemble parents more than siblings, but still, they maintain a line that distinguishes these roles from each other.

I feel like this is the relationship between Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne.

Dick is definitely his older brother, but he treats Damian like his own son.

Damian is definitely his younger brother, but he sees Dick as a father figure.

There is a father-son relationship in the form of care and protection, but a trust that only exists between siblings to tell them secrets that the parents cannot know.

Basically, they bring out the best in every type of relationship.

I don't know if this makes much sense, as I said, I've never really looked into the dynamics of it exactly, but I think it's something like this as far as I can see.

And thank u so so much 💖💖💖 It makes me very happy to know that you like them!!!

At least this way my rambling about my current hyperfixation seems to make sense HAHA ✨

[trashisstillhere]

After being outside for quite awhile.. again. I finally get to post this doodle, here!

This is supposed to (kinda) show New Ninja’s relationships/bonds with the few main characters!

I’m also gonna talk about them right here which is why I made this doodle in the first place! And this time, I had written it all down before this. And as you can see, Howard seems to have a slight different design, especially his hair… it actually has something to do with a part of the story! The clothes might be kinda changed tho later.

Anyway, here we go!

(Since English isn’t really my first language, the writing still kinda sucks lol)

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Randy:

you all already know this duo! The mentor and his student!!

Just when the kid thought there was no chance for them as the new chosen ninja of Norrisville, the old chosen ninja came right in out of nowhere and somehow things slowly started getting easier for them ever since. he is the reason why they still have hope now today.

To New Ninja, Randy is a good mentor, basically the best one ever! (No offence Nomicon-) and one of their best friends. he gives them the help they need with ninja stuff, supports them and sometimes even cheers them on during battles (while hiding himself so no one will know about two ninjas existing of course.) he sometimes also gives them praises for their hard work, making them very flustered and bashful but they still really appreciate it. The kid always feels safe around him, you could say they got attached to him and so has he with them.

if they have any trouble with something such as not understanding how a certain weapon really works and should be used in battle, big brother Cunningham is always there to teach them!

Yeah you heard me, i said ‘big brother’! Randy Is like a big brother figure to New Ninja, a sibling that the kid has never had but honestly wished they did. One who is so kind and patient with them…and also almost very overprotective over them. No seriously, he is. It mostly shows when, for example: The Nomicon makes the kid have to go do things that could be considered very dangerous or just anything he doesn’t agree with or an enemy he’s familiar with tries to kill them. (This may or may not kinda refer to Mcfist along with that one old comic i did-)

And of course, Randy likes and still keeps calling New Ninja nicknames such as ‘kid’ which is more common.

New Ninja before didn’t know about Randy’s true identity but now they do after a certain incident (another old comic also showing that), which makes them also get to hang out outside of their ninja lives. However, the kid still calls him ‘ninja’ anyway.

Their bond is very strong and won’t be broken that easily, New Ninja and Randy care for and trust each other deeply and will continue on staying together as the super bruce team they are!…

…….until the day Randy has to mind wipe himself with the ‘ultimate lesson’ in the Nomicon once and for all finally comes…. at least they get to say some last words and goodbyes before that happens.

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Howard:

both him and New Ninja barely knew each other at first. To the kid, Howard was just some random guy….that their mentor seemed to always talk to for some unknown reason.

They have seen the two guys together so many times that curiosity got the best of them and they started investigating, soon finally getting the answers they needed and getting to know the chubby guy more! Now in the present, they’re also friends! And after showing their true identity to him, they hang out sometimes too along with Randy.

To New Ninja, Howard is a pretty chill dude to talk to. Both him and Randy were the ones to first introduce them to Gregs game hole along with all the video games to exist, letting them join in all the fun they had been missing out on.

Howard is like the second big brother to the kid, the one who they might sometimes maybe get into crazy yet fun shenanigans with. There are literally times where they both got into some trouble and Randy had to go and help them, he was kinda mad about it but couldn’t stay like that at them for long. After all, they’re his friends who he adores very much.

Their friendship was normal at first but once one certain event with one familiar demon bird (along with a certain more then one tailed fox that was the cause for that said familiar demon birds return) happened which led to Howard being effected (such as his hair getting a…. ’bit more color’ then usual) by it quite a lot, New Ninja started getting extremely worried for him.

Now every time they get to meet again, New Ninja always first checks up on him and ask him if he’s feeling okay. Howard always says he’s fine and waves it off, trying to reassure the kid and calm them down.

But no matter how many times he says he’s okay, New Ninja can’t help but feel guilty for what happened to him…they think it’s their fault.

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First Ninja:

Now this one’s…a little complicated. The kid currently barely talks to the old legend himself. Why? Cuz they’re kinda afraid of him of course!

To New Ninja, First Ninja is really intimidating. And by intimidating, I mean TERRYFYING. The kid feels so small and pathetic compared to him, thinking that they ALWAYS have to be respectful and obedient around him without a single screw up. He’s the FIRST ninja of Norrisville to exist after all, the last thing they want to do is piss him off in any way, especially after seeing that dragon fire punch of his for the first time during their first meeting.

Because of their fear, New Ninja can barely say anything in First Ninjas presence. Meeting Randy for the first time when they just knew him as the ninja was okay, they got used to him pretty quickly…but THE First Ninja!? Oh hell nah-

Now First Ninja on the other hand, doesn’t really hate New Ninja or anything. In fact, he actually wouldn’t mind getting to know them better just like he did with Randy. He doesn’t understand why the kid seems to not talk to him so much, did he do something wrong?

Don’t worry tho, this doesn’t last long. New Ninja will soon slowly warm up to First Ninja later on and they can finally talk to each other more properly, maybe even have the man be a father figure of some kind. But for now, it’ll take a lot of work.

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Plop plop:

Their relationship is a little bit similar to the one with First Ninjas but opposite and better.

New Ninja wasn’t intimidated by Plop Plop like they were with First Ninja but they still were too anxious to talk to him, he noticed this but it didn’t stop him from trying to talk to them. Though he didn’t try to get all over their personal space, he instead just went easy on them by giving them a chance to speak only if they wanted to and stayed patient with them for as long as he needed to.

Before he knew it, the kid soon finally started replying to him one day and once he heard their voice, he was very thrilled!

To New Ninja, Plop Plop honestly seems like a nice and gentle man. He can even be humorous at times, he was able to get a little giggle out of the kid a few times. He showed the kid that they have nothing to be scared of, that with him, they can tell him anything. And to his delight, they do just that!….well maybe not like EVERY single thing but hey, he got their trust!

Even if Plop Plop may not still currently know much about the stuff in the Morden times/ future yet, he still willingly listens to New Ninja’s ramblings whenever he has the time. He’s just glad to see the kid feel safe around him, it makes him smile.

He is aware of how nervous they are around First Ninja, feeling kinda a little bad for the poor old ninja cuz of it. Right now, he also kinda tries to get the kid to get more used to his ninja friend, yet it ain’t so easy..

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And that’s it!

[breadandblankets]

how i hc duke's relationships with the other (main) bats

bruce: mentor/friend/weird HS teacher u bond with kinda thing, i think bruce on his end still feels simmering guilt for not being there for duke when he needed him, duke feel simmering resentment towards bruce for being another adult that left him, this will boil over at some point but then they'll get over it, they will never be that dumb nuclear found family thing, i think doug and elaine would like bruce tho so maybe one of those friend of the family situations where u call someone ur not related to aunt/uncle

cass: very very good friends, would probably consider her a sister from another mister if u will, i would hesitate to call her a best friend *gestures at all of war* but i think she's up there, i really love the headcanon that there is some tension on duke's end because cass has the ability to be more efficient but she actively chooses not to, i think for a long time duke is going to be holding some unhealthy and unrealistic standards both for himself and also people around him, like everything else this causes tension then erupts before it gets resolved, cass i think would know about said tension the whole time but have no idea how to bring up the issue or how to even think about resolving it so it drags on

dick: i think duke holds a grudge for the robin war thing, and i think he fucking should iykyk, (the way he just leaves duke on a roof??? with cops????, i was shouting at my fucking comic) idk i think dick would probably make light of it for a while but duke would be real fucking clear that he remembers and won't be forgiving and forgetting any time soon, i think they're acquaintances at best but realistically, coworkers

damian: like cass Extremely good friends, found family if you will, honestly i think they got a lot of their interpersonal issues out of the way before duke becomes signal, so really its a matter of time before they actually become friends and not just acquaintances, they're old man young to me, i think they do old man things like feed birds in the park and play Go together, i think damian is probably one of the only people duke doesn't hold to his standards, he thinks damian deserves to be a kid, making damian be a kid is probably some of the only time that duke is forced to relax by proxy, therefore duke and damian's friendship is strongly encouraged by bruce who is out of his depth for what to do with both of them and throwing them at each other seems to be working (👍 parenting)

tim: i honestly don't think they know each other well, like i think they may have talked once??? so i don't have shit to base their relationship off, generally i think they're amicable if distant, like a coworker you say hi to at the coffee machine

babs: i Need them to interact, honestly it would be really funny if duke meets babs for the first time as oracle and he's just like??? you're my favorite librarian? and babs is like !! we missed you when you stopped volunteering!!! and duke has to be like yeah that was the joker, i think they would have a good relationship, they don't work together all that much cause oracle doesn't run duke's ops and duke isn't usually on the night shift but they know they can call each other in if they need. one of duke's few trusted AdultsTM

jason: i think rocky at the start, duke would definitely have some Memories of the red hood, that would probably be a hill to overcome, but i generally think that jason will eventually move into a more positive position in the city even with the shadows of all that stuff following him ofc. they are absolute Assholes to each other in a way that is clearly affection, jason will let duke get away with anything up to and including murder, duke will never let jason get away with anything, its like a typo in the group chat

steph: re same as tim, and babs practically nothing to base the relationship on BUT i think they would get on like a house on fire, like cass: sister from another mister energy, steph is giving duke the "you just found out ur dad is a supervillain" support he needs, they are the only bats successfully going to college they probably go to events on campus together, idk they have so much potential as the forgotten robins and all that, i think they should bully bruce together that would be so fun.

[moons-of-dewclan]

HOW TO RESET YOUR CLAN TO EARLIER MOON

(another case of 'one person asked, i deliver) ok first, you sort of can't. YOU GOTTA RESTART with a 'new' clan and transfer! SECONDLY, this may be more complicated than it needs to be bc i don't know how to do things simply. i'm trying my best tho. THIS IS HOW I'VE DONE IT. i recommend watching videos or reading up on how to 'edit files' bc this isn't exhaustive. IT REALLY HELPS IF YOU KNOW HOW TO MESS WITH THE FILES. this is SUPPLEMENTAL KNOWLEDGE FIRST!! save a backup of your clan files (The JSON FILE, AND CLAN FOLDER) in case you make a whoopsie and destroy your code. READ THIS ALL BEFORE TRYING. i'll be noting some things that are MAKE OR BREAK. literally. make ur code or break your code IN THIS EXAMPLE, i'm going back to moon 15 for Dewclan from moon 50, and I'm going to pretend there are only 4 cats- Lyre, Vanilla, Nettle and Spark. I'll refer the clan you want to set back as the 'Canon' clan, and the one you're going to be rewinding to as the 'Rewound' clan! THEN HERE WE GOOOOO FIRST, NEW CLAN. pick the same mode as the clan you're trying to 'Rewind'.

NAME IT WHATEVER. you'll change it later..

Pick those cats. i like to pick the minimum necessary. but it doesn't really matter, as you're going to more or less be copypasting your old cats into this 'Rewound' clan.

START IN THE SAME PLACE. and in the same SEASON that your Canon clan started in. I started Dewclan in Leafbare. do not choose the season that's taking place on the moon you want to rewind to. the one you STaRted on. (you're going to choose what moon you're on later in settings. this keeps the progression consistent. if you started in leafbare, but choose greenleaf for the Rewound clan, 15 moons in, you'll be on a different season than your Canon clan would be bc your starting point was different. even if i'm not explaining that well just do it i promise LAKSNNDKS)

WOW THESE AREN'T MY BABIES. ok time to kill or delete three of these suckers bc i only need four cats. BYE GUYS

also go into your settings. MAKE EVERYTHING HOW YOU WANT IT. general, role, etc. AND THEN CLICK THAT 'OPEN DATA DIRECTORY'. this is where stuff gets GOING

click here.. saves

NOW, BELOW!! the folders, it'll have a JSON file with your Rewound clan name. THIS IS IMPORTANT. there are things in here that you need to change. some require you to peek at your cats, and some don't. We'll get to it later! FOR NOW, click the folder above this that says your Rewound clan name! mine is 'DewAGAIN'

THEN YOU GOT ALL THE JUICY STUFF

CLICK CLAN CATS. AND LOOK BELLLOOOW. we're gonna transfer our beloved babies over. i recommend you copy from "name_prefix" to "favourite": false in the Canon clan (keep their ID number from this Rewound clan the same. don't replace it with their ID number from the Canon clan), then select all that info in the Rewound clan and paste it to overwrite. and then adjust what you need to. AND YOU WILL NEED TO ADJUST I HIIIGHLY recommend leaving the ID numbers and pasting Canon leader info into Rewound leader info. med cat into med cat. deputy into deputy. Rewound clan leader is ID 20? paste your Canon clan leader info info 20. keep Canon clan's number as 20.

SOME OF THESE ARE VERY IMPORTANT. 1. ID NUMBER. if your cat has any relationships, like parents or mates, you need these numbers to match those cats. ALSO if your cat has a specific role, like medicine cat, leader, mediator or deputy, their number needs to match the number designated in the CLAN JSON info shown in the next image. FOR NOW I CONTINUE. 2. IMPORTANT NUMBERS. Sparkplug (her name isn't rly sparkplug btw)'s parent is Lyrestar. Lyre's ID number is 1. if that ID number doesn't match or doesn't exist in this game, you'll get an error! Same goes for mentors and mates. at moon 15, Spark wouldn't have these. But if i transferred her from moon 50 where she did, I'll have to replace the mate/mentor/whatever will 'null', etc, shown here. make sure everything here is relevant to moon 15, and not moon 50! 3. IF your cat was dead when you copypasted, change that! Dead?? FALSE. from dead 'true'.. ... where did 4 and 5 go..- ANYWAY 6. EXPERIENCE. make sure you drop this back to where it was at that moon. lest your kit graduate to warrior bc they have 3000 experience. 7. FALLS INTO 2. do they have an apprentice in the Canon clan that they wouldn't have in the rewound clan? gET RID OF EM. (you can copypaste that portion from a cat without an apprentice or just rewrite it as 'null', but sometimes i type things wrong and get errors so.. i copypaste. just make sure you're copying and pasting from the right start and end point.) IF YOUR CAT HAD AN APPRENTICE IN MOON 15, AND NOT 50.. you can either just set them as mentor and apprentice ingame manually, or write it into the code. i would do it manually tho bc i'm easily confused

NOW WE GET INTO WHERE THE CLAN JSON IS IMPORTANT.

ABOVE ARE MARKED, IMPORTANT THINGS. some will break the game if you don't do it right. SO 1. Name. You can change this later, to your Canon clan name. You need to also change the FOLDER name to match. The folder that you click to get to your 'Clan Cats' files and stuff. YOU WILL HAVE TO CHANGE YOUR CANON CLAN FOLDER NAME AND FILE NAME TO SOMETHING ELSE or it'll corrupt! 2. HERE you change to the moon you want to rewind to. I'd change mine, to 15! season changes along with the moon number automatically. 3. INSTRUCTOR. this is the cat that leads your cats to starclan. predead. dw about it, unless you've messed with the dead cat and want to change it to your old starclan guide. then change the number, to your guide's ID number. You'll see it in the Clan Cats folder! LEADER. you need to change this to your clan leader's number or the files get confused. this is why i recommend replacing Rewound leaders with leaders, deputies with deputies, etc, and not also pasting the old numbers. the numbers are already set. ALSO this is where the leader's lives are dictated! DEPUTY. same as above! MED CAT.... SAME. but also, if you have multiple, add multiple! 4. You can change these names to the Canon names. if you had more or less other clans, you can delete or add more. just make sure to have the same number of clans as 'relations' and 'temperaments'! four clans, for traits and temperaments. 5 clans, 5 traits and temperaments. FINAL PAIN IN THE ARSE is.. having to adjust relationships. bc your 'new' clan won't have established relationships. you gotta go in and adjust the values. it sucks big ass but i don't know a better way to do it snff..

QUICK TIP if you absolutely don't want romance between two unrelated cats bc it would be weird for story reasons, you can change their status in the relationships file change family: false, to family: true. the game thinks they're related and romance won't happen HAHAHAAAAA .. at least in my experience. if this is wrong i'll cry

[theallianceofcelestials]

How would the SEA family react to the Witching Hour gang?

Ah, Withcing Hours my beloved. I have plans for that AU

Imma just put another read more thingy down and go down by SEA character list

Eclipse

So WH Eclipse is the one eclipse I wrote who pays the most attention to his looks, getting clothes made entirely for him (as is era-wise correct), and even using makeup, and he's not impressed by SEA Eclipse's clothing choices. They're also both weirded out by the other's position in their family. Like what do you mean there's a witch version of him who's adopted Lunar and Bloodmoon and they call him mom? Unbeliavable. After a while WH Eclipse would take this 'kid' under his wings, trying to teach him about stuff. They'd eventually settle into gossipping with each other, and become the mean girls they were both meant to be. Only soft to their family.

WH Bloodmoon would act bashfully around him, trying to earn his approval, basically treating him like a second mom. He doesn't know how to handle that. He's not sure he feels comfortable being referred to as a parent, let alone as a mom. Especially when he has a brotherly relationship with his Bloodmoon. Ultimately they get into an uncle-nephews relationship, where he half-mentors the kids under the guidance and blessing of their mom. He lets them get away with some mischief so long as they don't try using blood magic in his room.

WH Lunar would also have the same problem, although more accidental than anything. They too would develop a nephew-uncle relationship, though WH Lunar would be weirded out by the fact this Eclipse is not a witch, and he has a Lunar who looks different from him and is his brother. Like his own mom being a witch is such a deep part of who he is he just kinda can't see it being differently. SEA Eclipse being a magicless individual is just weird. Eclipse is just kind of staring at this random kid sometimes dropping the most terrifying shit ever without even noticing. Like the fuck you mean they were living on the streets for years starving? His daycare attendant programming would murder him.

Killcode

WH Eclipse and him have a rocky start of, seeing as WN Eclipse hasn't seen his own father in a while. It's a bit full of crying, which would freak Killcode out a bit, but they ultimately would develop a friendly, if awkward relationship. They'd absolutely fight each other over the kitchen tho. It'd be the magical equivalent of a fistfight. Like that's both of their domain, and they won't give it up just because some random fucker decided that sharing is against their personal code.

WH Bloodmoon would be in awe of an actual Killcode they can see. They'd want to know everything about this one, and would be disappointed once their mother tells them this isn't like his father. After that they'd be sulking until Killcode offered them some sort of snack, and then all bet's are off. Killcode would become a playground sclimbing structure.

WH Lunar would be terrified. He'd try to be brave, try to act normally, but he'd ultimately just squeak and clam up. Killcode somewhat finds this amusing. An offered nutella pastry puts them on the right path though

Solar Flare

Now this is where things get a bit weird for Solar Flare, because this Eclipse reacts with fluster to it. WH Eclipse has never met his world's Solar Flare before, and he doesn't see it as family. He finds it more charming, but he doesn't do anything with that opinion. He just kinda becomes excited to meet his world's own, curious about the relationship they may develop, whether that be familial, friendly, or something entirely else. Solar Flare is just convinced the family should go shopping so Eclipse can get some dresses too, because it wants to draw its brother in them and WH Eclipse seems so comfortable in them it's kinda convinced that might just be an Eclipse thing. They'd end up becoming fast friends who hold book clubs in the end.

WN Bloodmoon would be weirded out by them, and they would be eternally amused. It'd be declared as a challenge the twins need to overcome, so he'd help them train their physical abilities. They'd have a friendly relationship, especially because WH Bloodmoon is a bit more mature at this age than its brother was.

WH Lunar and it would not know how to interact, and they wouldn't go past awkwardness. They'd both try and fail to get along, until they just both decide it isn't for them. Still, Solar Flare feels like it has failed somehow.

Bloodmoon

WH Eclipse would try to parent them, and they'd hate it. It'd ultimately, and miserably, fail. Their relationship would be fixed only when Eclipse eases up finally, and they can start developing a friendship on more traditionally equal terms. After that they'd like to hang out in the woods together, both enjoying nature.

Just like with WN Bloodmoon, they'd take WH Bloodmoon under their wings. They'd show them how to loosen up a bit more and impart their wisdom a bit more easily. So instead of a more prankster duo, they'd become more of a mentor-mentoree pair. It works out for them both.

WH Lunar would think seeing an adult version of his brother is the coolest thing, and Bloodmoon would take that as a compliment. They'd try drawing this kid out of his shell too, bringing him to hang out in the forest and teaching him Scrabble, because he is a bit more receptive than their own Lunar.

Lunar

Seeing a witch Eclipse would be cool at first, and then comes the awkwardness of the different relationships with their own dimension's versions. WH Eclipse would try parenting and Lunar would awkwardly accept it. They're uncomfortable around each other until Lunar snaps and just decides he's going to play a horror game with this fuck and scare him to death. It backfires, because instead of getting scared, he gets offended at the incorrect depiction of certain mythological creatures. He'd end up ranting about how no, wendigos don't have antlers, and whoever thought of that was stupid and dumb. He'd be especially offended over the HP franchise once Lunar stops laughing enough to show him it. Needless to say, Lunar's going to have fun with this guy

WH Bloodmoon is just a bit more boring version of the brothers he remembers from childhood, or maybe a bit more reserved is the right word. They'd get along like a house on fire, with Bloodmoon feeling happy to see there's another version of their brother out there who's happy and healthy.

WH Lunar takes one look at SEA Lunar and decides he likes what he sees. They'd constantly get into trouble together, and SEA Lunar would take this kid under his wing too. A little mischief never hurt anyone after all

Sun

WH Eclipse would have no idea how to react to this guy, and Sun would just think he has style. They'd ultimately end up becoming buddies, and gush about their pets to the other. They'd have little pet dates too, where Star, Tux and Midnight are just left to play together while they gossip. WH Eclipse also gives great advice with how to run your own household, and Sun helps him learn to knit

WH Bloodmoon would remind him of his nephews, so he'd obviously take on his usual uncle role. They accept him, pestering him with questions about his own model, because surely there're some similarities between their mom and Sun if they look so similar? So Sun would share all the dirty secrets about how to scratch at the rays so their mom can relax more easily.

WH Lunar would be a bit more wary, but ultimately decide he's cool. He likes the cats, and he likes the treats Sun can make and he likes playing games with him too. Though not against him. He's kind of terrifying when he gets going.

Moon

WH Eclipse and him would have a frenemies relationship, where they tease and bully each other, but are ultimately friends. They don't have quite as much is common, what with WH not being in the same era as them and thus lacking in electronics, but they make it work. Magic and science are two sides of the same coing after all. So they'd just be a science-magic nerd club, where they invite SEA Eclipse and Killcode too. Club meetings are on every friday afternoon :) Moon also thinks WH Eclipse makes killer pies too

WH Bloodmoon are much more pleasant for him than his own nephews were as kids, even if he feels shitty thinking about that. Like he loves his nephews, but they were a lot as kids. These ones are a bit more mature though, and quieter. Traits that make Moon feel more at ease around them. He'd also act more uncle-ey, which WH Bloodoon would accept too. They wouldn't be too close though

WH Lunar is another second nephew in the coming, one he feels a bit better with too. Yet again, he loves his nephews but they were a pain as kids. He prefers them as adults. He's not fooled by the puppy eyes anymore though, having experienced them way too much with his nephew.

[elsa-fogen]

I think your art is amazing and I wish to hug you for it :')

what is :0 your opinion on Alastor being a better father figure than Lucifer? yay or nay?

Thank you!! 🥺💖💖

As for the quesion: yay for everything where Alastor is better than lucifer ahahahhah seriously tho. It's a dificult question. Better for Charlie or in general?

For Charlie he may SEEM better, but in reality he isn't because he sees her as another step to his goals. But who knows... maybe in the future he'll realise that Charlie now means to him more than that? But anyway. Colleague, friend, mentor, uncle, but not a father

And if Alastor had his own child (which would never happen but lets imagine for a second) he wouldn't be great at it. He doesn't like children. He would stay in the family, but he he wouldn't take care of the child at all. He would step in only when child misbehaves and out of control (the child would fear him for sure ahah) (fuck this sounds like my own father DHUGJKCFKGDGLHFFGKD OH NO)

He would be a good mentor tho.

[casperslibrary]

{Finnick Odair x Reader} To Survive The Ocean, First You Must Swim- CHAPTER SIX

[“Hey, I’m Thalia.” She holds out her hand, obviously expecting me to shake it. I only look and stare but Emery gladly takes my place and gives her a handshake. Of course he does, why wouldn’t he want to shake the hand of someone that will be trying to kill us in under a week? This is why I volunteered, he's too kind for these games.]

A/N: WARNING: there will be a memory of the mc trying to drown herself, if you don’t want to read that, skip the paragraph in italics.

Anyways I really love this chapter! It’s really cute, but also a little sad, but that's what makes it fun! Also they're moving pretty fast, but I’m just trying to build up a relationship before she enters the arena, once she does things will probably start to slow down. Anyways Happy Holidays!

Chapter five | all chapters

WARNINGS: MINOR CHARACTER DEATH | MENTIONS OF SEX TRAFFICKING | MENTIONS OF ATTEMPTED SUICIDE | DEPRESSION | RUDE LANGUAGE | HEAVY THEMES  | SEXUAL THEMES

Today is the first day of training. During breakfast, Finnick questions us about what we’re good at.

“Both of us can tie knots and make nets, though I’m better with knives since I fillet the fish, and I’m pretty good at throwing them as well. My father taught me for self defense after my sister's game. Emery on the other hand is far better with a trident than I am, since he actually does the fishing.”

I think back to those moments of learning with my dad, it was in the second week of Cornelia being in the arena. She had managed to get her hands on a knife but was far less skilled with it than she would have been with a trident. I think that pushed him to teach me as much as he could, waking me up at six am and forcing me to throw knives at makeshift targets. While the practice was grueling, I loved the time we spent together.

Finnick nods, and Emery stays silent. He can tell there's something different between Finnick and I then there was before, I no longer lace my words with venom or my gaze with hate. If Emery questions me on it though, I’ll just say I’m being nice because he’s our mentor. I have no energy for another argument and I’m not planning on talking about our time on the roof last night, that moment will forever just stay with Finnick and I only. Sure the game makers probably saw us up there; but it was especially windy yesterday and I doubt they were able to hear what we were saying.

Finnick tells us to focus on learning survival skills, snares, different plants and their effect, knowledge that could be the difference between life or death. Listening intently I stuff my mouth, while the food is much better here than at district four, my appetite is not the reason for my two massive portions of breakfast. Carbo loading is a necessity considering the fact that I don’t know when the next time I will eat after the beginning of next week.

“Knives are the most common weapon found in the arena; so it's always beneficial to train with them. Though if it's something you’re already particularly good at, I would recommend focusing on other areas as to not let the other tributes know of your advantage. Emery however, I want you to practice with knives more, at least until you have some basic foundation of the skill. Besides from that, learn survival competence that you may have not picked up in district four. While our district is at an advantage by being better fed and therefore stronger, districts like eleven and twelve know how to starve. Consequently, they know how to survive. This knowledge will be imperative in the games.”

We go down to the training level, and I finally have the time to take in the other tributes. Most of them are either older or younger than us. I notice one girl in particular, probably only fourteen years old at most, with the number eleven pinned on her back. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, and is quite skinny as well. I feel bad for her, but try not to, while I am prone to caring about those who are weaker than me, it is not a good habit for the games. Both of the tributes from one are eighteen, and admittedly quite scary looking. From district two there is a seventeen year old boy and an eighteen year old girl. I don’t pay as much attention to the other tributes, it is quite apparent these four will be our biggest threat. While it is not uncommon for tributes from four to ally with the primed - a name we have for tributes in the first to districts who train and volunteer - Emery is quite frail and undaunting so I doubt they’d want him, and I don’t plan on allying with the volunteers, it's too risky. The primed want to win, and they know that to win you have to be the only one alive. In these games you can’t be the second person to betray your group.

After being dismissed by Atala, Emery and I alternate between stations until we find ourselves sitting next to the girl from eleven while learning about plants. The trainer tells us about leaves that can help wounds, and what to look out for while picking berries to eat. The girl from eleven answers the trainers questions with ease, and it is clear she already has quite a bit of knowledge in this area. Unsurprising really, as she is from the district of agriculture. What is surprising is her turning around and talking to me. 

“Hey, I’m Thalia.” She holds out her hand, obviously expecting me to shake it. I only look and stare but Emery gladly takes my place and gives her a handshake. Of course he does, why wouldn’t he want to shake the hand of someone that will be trying to kill us in under a week? This is why I volunteered, he's too kind for these games.

“My name's Emery.” Emery tells her my name as well when her eyes fall on me. From my glare she can tell I’m not too fond of her though.

“No need to be suspicious, I was just curious as to why you volunteered, you don’t look like a career.” Career? That must be what they call the primed in the lower districts. 

“I volunteered to join Emery.” Is all I say, purposefully not using the word ‘protect’, all that will do is highlight him as an easy target. But I tell she is able to read between the lines of my words, I mean he doesn’t exactly look like the next victor of the hunger games.

“That’s really selfless of you.” She gives me a smile, one that reminds me of my sister. Cornelia was about the same age entering the games, and I wonder if Thalia has any siblings at home hoping that against all odds, she’ll make it.

“Good luck, I mean it. I’d much rather one of you two winning than the careers.”

Thalia says before walking off. 

“Shame, she’s not even hoping to win.” Emery quietly speaks.

“Yeah, I just hope whoever kills her makes it quick.”

The rest of the training for the first day is, admittedly, quite uneventful. I try to teach Emery some knife skills, and while he starts to pick it up eventually I doubt he’ll be able to hit a moving target, not to mention in the games he’ll be shaky, scared, and disoriented.

Though I can’t say much, because at least Emery was doing better with the knives than I am with a trident. It’s too heavy and in the way, and I can barely move with it without hitting someone - usually Emery. After accidentally striking him on the head for possibly the third time, we decide to call it quits for the day, dinner is in half an hour, and most people have already left.

During dinner Finnick isn’t his usual, easy going self. We eat in silence but even after I finished my third helping (still trying to carbo load as much as possible) he still doesn’t leave the table. What little food he has left on his plate has gone cold and it’s almost as if he was trying to prolong the evening, almost as if he were trying to stop the night from coming. 

It is only when everyone else leaves the table that I realise the likely reason why. I rise from my seat and move to where Sona was sitting, next to him. His eyes don’t diverge from his plate though, and it seemed like he was trying his best not to look at me. Not knowing what to say, my hand almost moves to touch him, but I realise he might not want to be touched. While he seemed fine with me hugging him yesterday, it’s probably best not to assume. 

After a few moments of silence between the two of us coinciding with internal conflict, I finally decide to ask him, though only pushing the boundaries to hand holding.

“Can I hold your hand?”

He looks up from his plate and into my eyes for a moment before nodding. I take his hand into mine and squeeze it, just as Emery does when I feel nervous. We sit for a moment, hand in hand, while I try to come up with a better solution to comfort him. Whenever I feel sad or upset, people always comfort me through physical touch. That's how my sister and dad aided my pain, and since Emery was always around he quickly picked up on that and did the same. Though because it was always affection that made me feel better, I never learnt what to do when the person might not want to be overly touched. Thinking back to last night, hoping it will shine a light on what to do, I remember him tying knots in the lounge, it seemed to help him calm down.

“Could you teach me how to tie knots? I know the basic ones but it's been a while since I’ve been on net duty.”

That wasn’t actually true, making nets and tying knots on the boat before it leaves is one of the few things I can actually do without touching water, so I am given net duty a lot. He pauses for a second, and I almost think he realises I’m bluffing, but then a small smile touches his face.

“Sure.”

Grabbing a knife, he takes me to his room and pulls out a long piece of rope before cutting it in two. 

We spend the next few hours in his room, at first I have to feign my lack of knowledge, at some point he starts to teach me more advanced ones and I actually find myself learning.

“Here let me show you,” He laughs and takes one that I was particularly struggling with, but then looks at it confused.

“How did you… I didn’t even think it was possible for someone to mess this up so badly! This looks like a wasp's nest!”

I can’t stop myself from going into a hysteric fit of laughter before snatching the rope from him the moment he untangles it.

“Let me try again!” I say and start focusing on doing exactly what he told me to do, but I’m distracted when I hear him laugh again. 

“What!” 

“That face you make when you’re concentrated,” he says in between laughs, “How do you not swallow a fly when you stick your tongue out like that?”

My mouth opens widely and I exaggerate my offense to his comment.

“I'm out!” I throw the rope across the room.

“No! don't leave, it's cute!” He laughs and all I can do is laugh in return while picking up my rope from the floor.

We continue laughing and tying knots. At some point I consider asking him about himself, but I know he’ll probably have to bring up home and I don’t want to talk about that right now. Suddenly he checks the clock and his face becomes dimmer, but he recomposes himself so quickly I consider that I might have imagined it.

“You should probably go back to your room, it's getting late.”

I check the time, 11:23 pm. I suppose he’s right, though he didn’t seem to have any reservations about me being up late last night. I choose to not question it though and smile at him before getting up.

“Goodnight Finnick.” I say while trying to muster up the most comforting tone I can, but while that was something my mom and sister excelled at it wasn't exactly my area of expertise. Still, he rewards my efforts with a smile.

“Goodnight, Bugs.”

Just like that, I leave. Stripping off my clothes so that I am just in my underwear and sleeping bra, I lay in my bed trying to get some sleep.

I am falling, I am falling and there seems to be no end, until there is. Water comes crashing over me all too quickly, and suddenly I am being pushed and pulled and spun around without even being able to tell which way is up. A particularly large wave pushes me into the side of the cliff and-

“Bugs! Bugs! Wake up!” I gasp for air as Finnick shakes me awake.

“What…” I lose my words while trying to regain my mind, “What happened?”

Finnick sighs of relief as I calm down. “You were screaming, I came in to make sure you were okay.”

“Oh.” The clock on my bedside table reads 4:37 am. I choose not to think about why Finnick is awake at this time of night, nor why he is in day clothes instead of pajamas.

“Nightmares?”

I simply nod, he gives me a knowing look, and I can imagine he gets them as well.

“Is there anything you can do that helps it?”

“Emery spends the night at my house often, if I get nightmares while he is around, he’ll hold until I fall asleep again. It helps.” I sigh before continuing. “But I can’t wake up him at his time of night, it's unfair to him.”

Finnick looks down at the ground for a moment, then returns his eyes to me.

“If you want, and if it would help, I can sleep here tonight.”

I feel guilty for the relief that washes over me, I could imagine that right now all he would want is to sleep in his own bed, by himself. But I don’t want to be alone tonight, I won’t be able to sleep knowing what awaits me in my dreams. So, selfishly, I accept his offer.

“That would be… that would be really helpful, thank you.”

Finnick takes off his jeans and coat, leaving him in just his boxer shorts and shirt. Quickly, I look away. I know that all he is doing is trying to get comfortable enough to sleep, but I can’t help but feel flustered anyways.

Finnick slowly climbs into the bed with me, giving a cautious look as if I am the one at risk of being uncomfortable and not him. Tentatively, his arms wrap around me. We don’t say anything; though as time goes on I feel his hold on me get tighter, but never tight enough for me to actually find it uncomfortable. For some reason, this feels better than when Emery holds me, even though Em has been my crush for God knows how long. Yet being here with Finnick, it feels good. It feels right. Though suddenly, I come to the dumbfounding realisation that I am in bed with Finnick, in my underwear, and he is HOLDING ME. Wasn’t it just a few days ago when I despised his guts? Though if I knew what I know about him now back then, I doubt I would have.  I find myself wondering, did I ever really hate him? Or did I just tell myself I hated him because it was easier than knowing my sister was destined to die from the moment Sona picked her name, and there was nothing that could have been done to stop it. Either way, the answer eludes me as I very quickly drift off into a deep, peaceful sleep.

[limetameta]

I need tombraxas fics and your opinion on it

I'm about to go OFF under the cut so beware

If you're looking for HEALTHY tombraxas I can offer you the following:

TOM RIDDLE HATES SOCIAL MEDIA

Summary: They're in high school it's modern au, the most dramatic thing that happens is that they know Walburga Black in person, who's trying to be an influencer. This is the cutest tombraxas I've ever written and I love it so gosh dang much. They're just so soft with each other and they love each other like lovesick teenagers can. Tom is a lil repressed and scared because he's a foster kid and Abraxas is a nepo baby and that's bound to create problems, but Abraxas is just so SAFE for Tom.

TOM RIDDLE THE IT GUY

To this day I believe I've peaked with this writing and that I'll never write anything funnier. Take the Riddle era kids, age them up, and shove them in a no magic office au. I'm laughing as I'm writing this honestly every time I remember this fic I giggle.

NOW IF YOU WANT TOMBRAXAS AS KIND OF THE DRIVING FORCE FOR PLOT, BUT SEEN FROM AN OUTSIDE PERSPECTIVE MAY I OFFER YOU:

KNIGHTS AND (PRINCES)SES:

Voldemort Wins the 2ND WAR AU - Ginny falls in love with Luna, but parallel to them Tombraxas is out here being divorced toxic and learning to reconcile because Luna is Voldemort's favourite student and Ginny is Abraxas' favourite student. I like this fic a lot. MAINLY because I love writing Voldemort wins fics that make Voldemort depressed.

THE ARITHMANCY FIC

Trans Harry AU. Abraxas is SICK AND TIRED OF DIVINATION. HE'S GONNA GET VOLDEMORT AND HARRY POTTER TO FUCK OFF WITH THEIR PROPHECY BULLSHIT IF IT'S THE LAST THING HE DOES. Featuring Voldemort being very domestic with Abraxas.

NUMBERED DAYS

Every adult in Harry Potter's life has failed him as a mentor figure. Enter Abraxas Malfoy, who's like I BET I CAN SPEEDRUN my man Tom winning this war and not having him deal with Harry Potter - I'LL BECOME A PROFESSOR AT HOGWARTS! SECRET MARRIAGE TROPE, VOLDEMORT AND ABRAXAS DISS DUMBLEDORE FOR HAVING A GAY RELATIONSHIP LONGER THAN HIS ONE SUMMER ROMANCE ASS. Harry Potter is not harmed. Who knew that was an option???

SNAPSHOTS

This is a story of tombraxas as told through a series of moving photographs.

RUIN

The first time I ever wrote a fic with tombraxas in it (Abraxas doesn't appear, but Voldemort talks about how that peacock man can get it)

it's old 2016 writing tho so beware.

YOUNG SNAKES

Albus Dumbledore gets sorted into Slytherin and how this changes the course of his life. Tom/Abraxas are side characters but they're together and it's clearly stated in text.

TOM RIDDLE SR.

Tom Riddle Sr raises his son. His son is gay for the peacock man, but this story focuses more on the father son dynamic than on them.

SIBLINGS

Hermione time travels to the past and acts as Tom's sister. Tom is flustered by Abraxas lots in this fic and they are together.

NOW ONTO MY MORE EXPERIMENTAL WORKS THE ONE WHO BRINGS COLOUR

Voldemort dies as per canon but he winds up in a hellish world devoid of colour and his senses. As he travels farther and farther out and gains more of his senses, it isn't until he finds Abraxas that colour returns to his life. I like this fic a lot.

THE CHANGELING

Tom Marvolo Riddle (the human) is switched at birth with a fairy changeling. The Fairy AS TOM RIDDLE grows up in muggle london and goes to Hogwarts and has a liaison with Abraxas and becomes Voldemort and all that. Meanwhile Tom Riddle (the human) grows up in the Fairy world and fucks shit up for the Unseelie Queen. I like the prose in this one a lot.

AWARENESS

Voldemort and Abraxas in this fic are not endgame but they are together. Endgame for Voldemort is finally being happy and healthy. For Abraxas it's Minerva. The two of them are still very much clearly codependant on each other and very open, and they do fuck.

AND NOW!!! FOR THE CREME DE LA CREME, FOR THE OP OF ALL MY TOMBRAXAS FICS, THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE, THE MAGNUP OPUS OF MY AO3

RETIRED PROMETHEUS

FUN FACT: The very first fic Abraxas ever appears in my writing, the one that set the precedent for all the other Abraxas in my works FIRST APPEARED IN Retired Prometheus - the LONGEST TOMBRAXAS FIC WRITTEN ON FFNET AND AO3 to date. This fic has truly taught me so much about writing. These two in this fic are so deeply convoluted and yet in love with each other in a very toxis way. I adore them. I adore the messiness, the codependence, the nobody will ever love you as I love you, my love for you is monstrous, but that's fine, I'll love you with all of my monstrous being. Everything that you see in the fics listed above this one CAME as a direct influence Retired Prometheus had on me. This is the OG. This is the abyss that stared at me and had me churning out Tombraxas fics for YEARS. This is the, even though I'm a terrible human being, I deserve to be loved, too, and nobody can do it better than you, you, Hercules, who've come to rescue me from myself, from my punishment from the Gods.

[galacticspaceguy]

((Definitely didn't rewrite this ask like 8 different times pshhhh u don't know what ur talking about-))

First things first, I'm 1000000% agreeing with your post about there not being enough platonic Spiderverse x Reader content. I am literally STARVING for platonic Spiderverse PLEASE,,,, there were only like 10 posts when I searched it up last and AO3 was so empty when I checked,,,,

Secondly, I rewatched the first Spiderverse two days ago ((& watched the new one earlier today)), but something about rewatching the original triggered some dormant part of me that has decided that Noir would be SUCH A GOOD PARENTAL / MENTOR FIGURE!!!

So, If you're cool with it, could I get some headcanons or a oneshot ((whatever you're feeling I'm starving here please-)) with him and a reader who's an older teen (like 17-19) and became Spiderman/woman/person when they were in their mid-teens (15/16)? It would probably work best with the context of the reader being a part of the events of the first movie, but in my head, reader has lived their entire life without close friends or anyone they could really talk to about their problems ((especially after they got bit)), so they closed themself off from others. Noir seems like the type that would be able to push someone like them to interact with others more, while also being entirely willing and eager to act as a support system. Maybe the oneshot/headcanon would involve reader getting hurt and Noir patching them up and letting them know that they do have other spider-people available to support them? Preferably gender-neutral but I don't mind either way! :]

((sorry but kinda not sorry for the kinda longish ask ((I did cut it down tho so hopefully it's a bit better)), rewatching Spiderverse triggered something in me that deeply desires parental! Noir so when I saw your post I immediately needed to send in an ask lol))

“You don’t have to shut everything out, you know.”

His words confused you for a moment, until you realized it was gonna be one of those sentimental, overly-emotional, trying to break your walls down, conversations.

“I don’t know what you mean.” You said, rather nonchalantly. You winced when he tightened the bandages around your arms.

You had insisted on going off on your own, resulting in you getting your ass beat- injured.

And apparently Noir was a doctor, so you got stuck with the black and white spiderman variant.

Everyone had tried to engage with you, the pig was very persistent in getting you to crack a smile with his cheesy, cartoony jokes. Their efforts proved to be fruitless.

You lived your entire like without needing anyone, and you weren’t about to change that. It was better that way. You were safer.

“You’re rather cut off for a kid?” It was said like a question, but you knew Noir knew it was a fact.

You acknowledged this was a huff as you cradled you injured arm.

“Could I, uh, see your hand?” Noir held out his own hand. You hesitated, looking between his hand and his masked face. You placed your hand in his.

He began to wrap your bruised hand in bandages that were provided by Mile’s universes Aunt May.

“I know being Spider-Man is hard, but it’s nice knowing there are other spider… people.”

You stayed silent, your answers coming out in hums or little noises, never taking your eyes off of his hands. You stiffened as his fingers touched one of the bruises.

“You’re allowed to talk, kid.” He said, looking you dead in the eye.

“I know that.” You replied, yanking your neatly bandaged hand away from him. “Just don’t see the need for it.”

Noir slightly tilted his head to the side. He hummed after hearing your answer.

“That’s a shame, I quite like the sound of your voice.

Now he was just trying to butter you up.

“Really?” Your tone of voice proved you didn’t believe him.

“Of course. I can only imagine the type of things you’ve got to say.” He leaned back in his chair in Aunt May’s living room. “What’s it like in your world? It’s obvious all our worlds are different.”

You sighed, a bit frustrated. “Look, I swing around, fight the bad guys, get bashed for it on the news, thats my life, nothing more to it.” You pulled your knees closer to your chest as you sat in an armchair.

“Well, if you ever wanna get more… in-depth about it, I haven’t quite lost my hearing yet.” He got up and sent two finger guns your way. It took everything in you not to let a small smile break free.

He left the room, leaving you by yourself. It was quiet and empty.

Suddenly, you didn’t like being alone.