#like his cats have his parents caring for them he would be a great lizard or cat or dog dad but hes realistic

[faunandfloraas]

Lee know saying there's already a puppy (seungmin) at home. Chat should I kim seungmin myself

[kankuroplease]

hello! i must say, i adore your work! and how are you?? how would the uchiha brothers be as fathers? <3

Thank you! I’m doing alright, I hope you’re doing well 🖤

Disclaimer: I’ll reject canon events for fun and also because I strongly believe most of the canon Uchiha’s would be great papas

Sasuke

Starting controversial here

Him not seeing or spending time his child for years?? Nope. I reject the notion, IMMEDIATELY

Idk who that man is in Burrito, but Sasuke would be there for his kid while still “redeeming himself” not that he should have to but that’s another argument for another day that I don’t feel like having

He’s a damn UCHIHA that can basically TELEPORT like?? So you just want to do him that wrong for what? Whyyyy

Anyways, probably has a special stuffy he swaps places with in the kid’s nursery

It’s a whole magic trick to his child that never gets old

zip zap, daddy’s home and baby is giggling, reaching for him

Not saying he’d wake them up on purpose if he arrives and they’ve fallen asleep

But he’d definitely try to hold their hand and poke their cheek a little and would chuckle to himself when they furl their brows

Looking like him when they do that

This man has no clue what he’s doing at first tho

Babies are complicated and he’s never had to be delicate with someone like this, help?

He’s not going to actually ask for help, just look pleadingly at his partner or Itachi

He doesn’t baby talk his child and would discourage the others from doing it

Once the child is out of the baby baby phase. He’s got this

Will talk to them about their ‘so bad it’s cute’ art and want to hear about all their little ideas

Nearly cried when they said “your the best, dad ever” because he doesn’t agree but at the same time his kid doesn’t care about his flaws

Takes said artwork with him on missions along with his favorite photo of them

Will have beef with a 5 y.o. If he hears they’ve mistreated his kid. That little shit, Kabocha smh

Itachi

Gentle father

He takes to being a parent so naturally that you would swear he’s done it before

His kid will always come first, which might (will) be a problem for his any of his work

But assuming he’s left the Akatsuki, he’s raising his family in the countryside

Lots of family time and forehead pokes

Cuts their food up until they’re old enough to tell him to stop he’s crushed

If his child gets scared because of thunderstorms, he’d let them sleep in his bed. Might even give them a pleasant genjutsu filled with all their favorite activities to ease their worries and help them sleep

And speaking of his abilities; his sharingan? Yeah, he’s comparing their height to Sasuke’s when he was little

Will join them in their silly adventures. Lizard watching? Why not

Let’s them get away with almost anything

And that’s exactly how they would end up with a bunch of cats and chickens

He’d regret a lot of his actions in the past and that would make disciplining them tough

Hates being away from them because he feels he’s going to miss something important

Madara

All those brothers were training material, he’s beyond ready to meet his child and hold them

From day one he’s so proud of them

That first cry filled him with so much pride

His partner is definitely going to have to ask him to give them the baby

He’s going to brag about this child, his heir, future leader of the Uchiha no one can tell him otherwise

His partner will find him knocked out with their little one resting on his chest with a bunch of rolled blankets and pillows around them on nights they’re particularly fussy

They want ups, they’ll get ups and he’ll carry on with his conversation

Seriously the only man that can get his nose honked by his child in the middle of a conversation with Hashirama and act like nothing happened

Can’t help but prank his kid a bit. He can’t help himself

Definitely let the kid play with a blunt kunai before. “What? They like it.”

He takes taming their hair on skillfully if they inherited his fluffy mane

He’s not going to coddle them but if they get hurt running about, he’ll help them up and dust them off before ruffling their hair and giving them a small nod

They got this, they’re HIS child after all

Teaches them how to play shoji so they can hone their strategy skills

If they want to cry to him about their blues, he’ll listen, but he also wants them to think of how they can change what’s bothering them

Gives them exactly one warning before the kid gets to learn the hard way

Fully for letting kids be kids

But also a “did you win?” Father. Fights happen, but as the clan leader’s child, they shouldn’t be losing fights

Would snag and carry them like a sack home if they were causing problems around town

While loving parenthood, He secretly would hate them going on their first mission. He’s going to basically quiz them on different scenarios and push them in their training

If he thinks they’re not ready, he’ll tell them as much he’s also going to go to Hashirama to make sure they actually have a team that can make sure his child doesn’t die on their first mission. But shh

Kid gets a little sweetheart they’re stealing kisses around the village with? He’s disgusted

they’re still wet behind the ears wtf kid could be 18 and he’s still not going to like it

Izuna

This man was in denial that he was going to be a father until he was holding his child and was like “woah”

He’s nervous around the baby

Take it, QUICKLY

He’d warm up to them immediately once they look at them

Thinks they look hideous tho. Sorry, kid

He’ll watch as they’re changed and fed, wondering how tf these things survive when they’re so fragile

Sort of a worrywart and extremely selective of who gets to hold his kid

Smiles really warmly when his kid smiles at him

The excitement he feels when they take their first steps surprises even himself

He’s having to question who this excitable person he’s morphing into

They are the best dressed kid and he makes sure of it

Also makes sure they’re keeping up with Madara’s kids in their training

Brings them treats regularly as they grow up

Tells his kid that they are better than others

And DO NOT speak to his kid if you have a problem, speak to him directly. Unless you want a bigger problem

Don’t think for a second his child wouldn’t be his minion

They will collectively diss people over dinner and laugh about it💀

Tells them stories of when the Uchiha were rightfully leaders in their own rights before this whole Konoha BS

Uncle Madara is great, but he’s still not on board with this plan

He will coddle them a bit. It’s not that he’s trying to necessarily, he just cares too much and can’t bring himself to not protect them from everything

As long as he’s breathing he will personally insure that they’re safe at all cost

Inari

Also can’t believe he’s going be a father, but he’s excited

Very prepared for parenthood

He’s taken advice from clan elders and has a naturally warm relationship with his child

Makes them eat healthy all the time

Reads to them regularly

Loves taking them out for walks and beans with pride any time someone compliments his kid

Believes education is important and reinforces a love of learning

Genuinely gets concerned about the friends they surround themselves with

Accepts that they are their own person quickly

Teaches them basics of making medicine and how to identify herbs

Tenko

He’s talking to his kid before his partner is even showing, he’s that excited

Will poke any foot or hand he sees pushing out from said baby bump because he thinks it so amazing and a little funny when they “fight” back

He would NOT sit outside and wait for the birth like most men of the time

Yes, he will argue with a midwife or two, his partner needs him and he needs to be their

tears of joy for their new baby

Love at first sight. his kid is perfect in his eyes no matter how they arrive

Lots of kisses to their sweet little temples, hands, and feet

Thanks them for choosing him as their father and promises he’ll make their life full of laughter and love

Definitely the dad that has to carry/wear his baby everywhere

Plays with them all the time

Definitely made friend with some Aburame and Nara to make sure they have butterflies access and fun shadow access

His get will get told all the fun fairytales and get a dramatic reenactment of them as he’d dress up as one of the characters

Let’s them splash their heart out in puddles

If his kid gets sick, he’ll probably get sick too from cuddling them to sleep

Gets a little emotional when they outgrow certain things and activities

This kid has the ultimate accomplice; Tenko is not going to tattle on his kid if they didn’t do anything wrong. Heck, he is more likely to help them get away with it

Cheers for them the loudest during their training with other kids

Kota

Having a kid brings out his softer side

But send help

He’s clueless and knows he’s clueless

He’s seen battlefields and those didn’t make him nearly as nauseous as blowouts and spit up do

Is genuinely afraid he’s going to mess this kid up, so seeks advice from his brothers

He’s not very interested in trying to hold them as a newborn, but will hover over his partners shoulder to look at them

Most likely to laugh if the kid snores because, what is that?

Takes pride in his kid

Dad jokes

Another one that will have beef with a child on his kid’s behalf

Takes his time to try and understand their POV on matters

But still might argue with them if he doesn’t agree. However he will always apologize

Can’t stand seeing his kid cry and will do just about anything to cheer them up

Wants his kid to be a bit more bold than he was as a child and encourages them to speak up for themselves

He leans on the tough love side of parenting as they reach their teens if they want to act out

[quitealotofsodapop]

I want to ask what the Monkie Kid crew relationship with animals is? I know Sandy loves/is loved by cats, and there is a funny theory that I seen that Wukong is just an animal magnet. But what are your thoughts on this?

Wukong has Disney Princess-level animal magnetism. But especially towards Horses. Sun Wukong is barred from most derbies/tracks cus if he walks in, all the race horses will immediately trot over happily cus "The Bimawen is here!!" And he'll happily jump the fence to give every horse a petting. And yeah almost all wild animals (save apex predators) just feel happy around him.

("Havok in Heaven" 1961)

Macaque, despite his foreboding aura, often ends up swarmed by younger/baby animals. He pretends not to know why. It's cause he has shameless mom instincts. Even if he was considered an Outsider to the original Monkey demon troop, he was adored by the infants he cared for. Those said infants are now grown immortal monkeys who see him as their many-times great-grandmother. If Sun Wukong is the honorary "Grandfather/Yeye/Waigong Sun" (as said in JttW) to all monkey demons, then Macaque is "Grandmother/Nainai/Zumu Liu'er". A similar effect occurs in rabbits (decendants of the wild moon rabbits he knew when he lived with Chang'e).

Sandy ofc loves cats and has similar Disney Princess-energy towards wild animals as seen in "To Catch a Leaf". Also tarantulas - you know why.

Pigsy claims to hate animals, but he folds if a cat or dog even headbutts him. Makes a million excuses why he doesnt run off the alley cats the hang out outside the restaurant. ("They're good for pest control.", "Leftovers gotta go somewhere.", "Tang you're petting one right now." Etc).

Tang loves animals like cats, but its a 50/50 if they'll even indulge him. I hc that he's a little scared of dogs and large birds (cicada instincts), but will pet a friendly good boi if they make a good first impression. Thinks pet bugs are really neat and underrated (Pigsy has banned him from getting any).

MK loves dogs. He is pure dog loving energy. Will look at an immortal celestial warhound and ask "Who's a good boy?" and he'll most likely get a tail wagging. Also thinks turtles are mega cool.

Mei I hc wasn't allowed pets in the Long/Dragon household, so she can be over-enthusiastic when meeting new critters, and gets sad when they scurry off startled. Wukong has been teaching her some of his old Bimawen tactics though, since she really loves horses (literal horse girl energy) and was def the little girl who asked for a pony every birthday.

Red Son is def a lizard/bird parent. I love the hc that his fave animals are chickens, and could def see him having a loose hen in the palace (wearing hygenic birdy pants ofc). He also seems like he'd vibe with desert/hot climate reptiles who see him as a heat lamp. Towards cattle and big farm animals tho? His territorial bull instincts flare up and starts picking fights.

Nezha likes snakes. Don't look too deep into it. (They remind him of Ao Bing). Thinks cats and dogs are overrated.

Bai He. Cats cats cats! She loves them in all their forms. Big, small, fluffy, sphinx! Like Mei she can be over-enthusiastic, and often gets scratched/bitten by street animals she tries to befriend. Big cats seem to like her for some reason.

+Bonus au character: Chenxiang loves birds. Especially water birds. They remind him of his very early childhood when ducks, geese, and crane would follow him and his mother while lotus harvesting. Will not stand for goose slander. Will get swarmed by flocks of birds if left alone in a public park.

[salternateunreality2]

Claudia has a pet dragon AU

cute ideas that @strayheartless and I chatted about <3

Claudia probably had a pet dragon at some point that still visits and bothers her for snacks

Dragon: *tail wagging, dancing around, breathing fire* Claudia: *shoves its nose away* go on, git, I ain't got nothin more for ya, you ate all my wolf liver!

Dragon: *rolls on its back asking for belly rubs*

Claudia: ugh, fine. *Delivers belly rubs* Go on, ya daft dragon, I'm taking Cloud to school!

The villagers: ...

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Claudia and her dragon had their babies around the same time, and babysat for each other.

Claudia and Dragon Mama exchange snacks occasionally; Claudia brings special parts of her kills that she and Cloud shouldn't eat, and Dragon Mama sometimes drops off whole carcasses.

Dragon: this deer ain't worth my time, but I killed it and Claudia might give me wolf liver if I drop by!

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Mama Dragon is named Asil, and Baby Dragon is named Knarf. Because backwards, that's Lisa Frank, and they look like Lisa Frank characters. And they're scratch-n-sniff.

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AGSZC visit Nibelheim and AGSZ are panicked when Cloud hears a dragon in the distance and runs off to confront it...only to discover Cloud GIGGLING and play-fighting it. They are more concerned about the giggling, as they've never heard it before.

They expected the Steve Irwin vibes from Zack, who has a pet sahagin in Gongaga, but Cloud was a surprise (he shouldn't have been, he's feral AF).

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AGSZC: *walking to Nibelheim*

Dragon: ROAR

Angeal: We'd better steer clear, right Cloud? Cloud?! CLOUD!!!

Zack: Where did he even go?! That was so fast!

Sephiroth: Towards the dragon.

Genesis: Of fucking course.

AGSZ: *runs up just in time to see cloud, unarmed, jump on a dragon*

Cloud: KNARF YOU FUCKER I GOT YOU FIRST WAIT NO NOT THE FACE NOT THE FACE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA GET OFF

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The dragons immediately like Zack because all animals immediately like Zack.

Angeal wins them over through snacks.

And they're obsessed with Genesis' sword and materia, and Sephiroth's hair.

They keep Sitting On Sephiroth and grooming his hair or staring at it, and they keep trying to steal Gen's stuff. You wouldn't think a puppy-lizard-cat is very sneaky when it's the size of a house, but clearly you would be wrong

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Sephiroth: Please, Miss, I don't know how dragon saliva affects hair, and I can't afford for it to go spiky like Cloud's.

Asil: *still sitting on him and licking*

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(turns out it's really really good for hair and makes it thick, shiny, and healthy...after you wash out the top layer of slime)

Knarf and Asil leave Genesis gifts when they steal from him. Sometimes it's worthless crap like a leaf or a rodent carcass; sometimes it's sparkling gems, rare materia, or their own scales, which are hard to come by. There is no pattern.

Genesis tries to bargain with them, bringing an assortment of Wall Market jewelry.

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Genesis: Shall we trade? What will you give me for this diamond necklace?

Knarf: *holds up a leaf*

Genesis: How about this fake ruby bracelet?

Knarf: *5 rare materia*

Genesis: Ok, then you must give me something great for this fake ruby necklace, which only differs from the bracelet in that it is longer...

Knarf: *dead skunk plops on Genesis' head*

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Talking about their childhoods:

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Sephiroth: My sperm donor would order me to kill kittens.

Genesis: My parents didn't care, but my nanny would hit me with a ruler.

Zack: I'd be sent out into the backwoods to work off my energy and made friends with monsters!

Cloud: I'd go to air jail, where Asil would pick me up by my shirt and dangle me in the air.

Angeal: MY MOTHER SENT ME TO TIME OUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR CHILDHOODS

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Air jail:

I'd like to think that Sephy starts to have his breakdown, Claudia hears about it and the mysterious head in the reactor, and then sends the boys to help Seph while she and Asil take care of Jenova.

Asil both sits on Jenova and incinerates her, while Claudia shoots Jenova with her biggest shotgun.

[the-doodly-noodle]

🖊️🐶💚🍛 for any oc (can be multiple) :)

Okie dokie! I'll do this with...uhhhh.... Mike, Fritz, and Becky! (I don't remember if I've truly introduced them, they're OCs for an original story called Crooked Teeth).

I'll put in a readmore so it doesn't clog up the dash.

🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos?

Mike: Mike went through a rebellious phase when he was in high school, and he got a rabbit tattoo on his arm in memory of someone he was super close to when he was young. He's settled down quite a bit since then, and even though he's not actively planning to get more tattoos, I think he'd be down to get another one if he can easily cover it up for work reasons. I think he prefers abstractly sentimental ink.

Fritz: Fritz himself? He has no tattoos and doesn't plan on changing that. However, he was super encouraging when Mike got his and went to the tattoo parlor with him for emotional support (probably calling him a good boy for how well he can take it--Mike just rolls his eyes). And he'd do it again by golly.

Becky: Between taking care of her parent (haven't decided which parent yet) and her job, she never really has a lot of free time to herself. So she doesn't have a tattoo...yet. I think she'd want to get something pretty, like flowers and/or birds on her leg. Fritz and Mike, of course, would absolutely go with her if she got it, but she's a tough cookie and I don't think reassurances would be necessary. She's still appreciative.

🐶 DOG FACE — does your oc have any pets?

Mike: If plants count as a pet, then yes, he is a great plant father. Otherwise, no animals in his life. I think he appreciates loyal dogs tho, as long as he doesn't have to care for them.

Fritz: If Fritz had a pet, he'd most likely have a bearded dragon or a gecko, some kind of lizard. He'd either name it after an inanimate object like Fork or Garbage Bag or he'd give it a human name like Bernard or Susan. I think it'd most likely be the latter, and he would delight in the confusion it could cause.

Becky: Becky has a stray black cat that she feeds regularly. She calls it Blackberry and I think she lets it inside the house sometimes if she can, such as in moments of inclement weather (sidenote: I think it's a thing in her family to give each other food nicknames, one of her relatives called her Peanut).

💚 GREEN HEART — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

Mike: Mike's a pretty solitary individual. He prefers being indoors, but if he does go out, he goes to green spaces like the woods or the park, somewhere natural and with very few people.

Fritz: Fritz likes going out and about, but he spends most of his time in urban spaces. You could probably find him soaking up the sun outside of a coffee shop, and he'd chat with you if you sat with him. He just likes tidy spaces where he can chill with people.

Becky: Becky spends most of her time indoors, so whenever she gets an opportunity to be outside, she makes sure to take her sweet time doing things. Running errands, hanging out, anything like that, will probably take longer than it needs to with her because it's a freedom she doesn't experience often. It doesn't matter to her if it's urban or rural, she just likes being out and about.

🍛 CURRY AND RICE — what does your oc’s typical dinner look like? do they usually eat dinner?

Mike: Mike sometimes forgets to eat dinner, especially when he starts doing things in the plot. When he does eat the food tends to be takeout or microwaveable, but always spicy. He knows the basics of cooking and his food is passable (if not bland--man doesn't own anything more flavorful than salt and pepper really), but for the most part he just can't be bothered. He's the victim of habits borne of college and night shifts.

Fritz: This man's dabbled in just about everything, so of course he knows his way around a spice rack and eats well-balanced meals. When he first moved out, he tried to keep a kosher home like the one he grew up in, but he started getting lax when he went out to eat with coworkers. One thing led to another, and eventually he fell out of the practice. However, he still doesn't eat pork (he doesn't like the way it smells when it's cooked) and he maintains "parent cabinets" where he stores everything he needs (cookware, serving dishes, cabinet covers, etc) and doesn't touch on the day-to-day in order to make kosher food for his mom and dad when they visit. They tend to give him sufficient notice so that he can take time to make his appliances kosher too. Oh, also he knows all the best hole-in-the-wall food places around town; if you wanna try something new, talk to him.

Becky: Becky cooks nutritionally balanced meals. Since she provides care for her parent, her dinners tend to meet their dietary needs as well. It's easier to cook a double portion, y'know? If, on a rare occasion, she makes plans to go out to dinner with someone, she makes sure to cook for her parent first and set them up for the night before she leaves. Her foods of choice tend to gravitate towards sweet or acidic flavors.

@yuyubake thank you for the ask!

[sadnesslaughs]

The witch begs your forgiveness for cursing you as a child; She was young and hot-headed, and would you like her to undo the curse? You aren’t sure what to say, as this is the first you’ve heard about any of this.

“Hi, it has come to my attention that I may have cursed you in the past. That was not very nice of me. The magic council has deemed me a Hex offender and, as such, I am required to correct all my previous wrongs. If I don’t, I’ll have my soul cast into the body of a lizard, frog, spider, or whatever they have lying around their offices. Lettuce, Carrots, Spinach-“ The witch began reading through her grocery list. Not even looking at Geoff as she stood on his doorstep. The palm cards nestled between her fingers, keeping a firm grip on them.

“Um, is there a new snazzy version of the Wizard of Oz on at the Jeva theater? If so, your costume is spectacular. Although, if you don’t mind some constructive criticism. I would suggest facing the speaker when saying your lines. It makes it feel more personal.” Geoff knew nothing about the strange woman. Only knowing that her grocery list matched the diets of the rabbits he saw bouncing through the backyard of his property.

“No, I cursed you when I was younger. It’s a long story. Did you ever rebel against your mother when you were young? Some people throw rocks at cars, others spray paint. I cursed. It’s a phase that most witches grow out of by the time they reach two hundred.” The palm cards vanished with a quick sleight of hand. The trick causing Geoff to clap.

“I did sometimes steal a cookie when it was past my bedtime. Not to eat, just to leave out in case santa arrived. I never learned to read a calendar, always frustrated my poor parents. So, how much for a ticket?” Geoff reached for his wallet, only for the witch to grab his hand. The cold palm of the witch freezing his arm hairs.

“No. Don’t. I COULD NEVER ACCEPT MONEY FROM A PERSON I’M TRYING TO HELP.” She shouted, eyes darting as she turned around. A black cat stopped on the footpath, watching the witch momentarily. The witch took a breath, pushing his hand towards his pocket. “I’m trying to help you. There’s no show. I’m a real life witch.”

“A real witch. Not a Sand Witch. Get it? Like a sandwich.” Geoff chuckled, only for the witch’s frustration to grow. She started mumbling a hex, the clouds darkening overhead. Before a bolt of lightning could come down, the cat meowed, causing her to lose her nerve.

“Ha…ha. Very funny, sir. A sandwich. How creative. What children’s joke book did you find that one in? I’m certain it must have been in the discount bin.” The witch smiled.

“Oh, it was. I got it from Penny or Pound. Do you shop there? It’s a book called. One hundred and one jokes for making friends. It’s a great read. I can lend it to you.”

“I… appreciate the sentiment, but I will have to decline. Now, we have established that I am a witch and a former hexaholic. If anyone is listening, I would like that noted in the records.” She glared at the cat who had gone back to licking itself, pretending not to care in that typical cat fashion. “Now, I’ll remove your curse.”

“What curse?”

“The curse that makes you believe it’s Christmas eve every day. Remember. I was trying to teach you a lesson about appreciating the scarcity of happiness. If anything, I would say this was a lesson rather than a curse.”

“Reow?” The cat spoke up.

“Ok, ok. Fine. I did it because I thought it was funny.”

“Reow….”

“Ok, I did it because I hated Christmas and I was jealous that he had a loving family while I had a mother who called me daughter three. The one to use when I need spare eyes. Are you happy?”

“Meow.”

“As I was saying. I’ll remove your curse.” The witch gave a fake smile. Her purple lips having to lift a weight as great as Sisyphus’s struggle to get her mouth to move that way.

“What curse? It is Christmas eve. Tis the season to be jolly as they say.”

“No. it’s not. It’s August. My curse makes you think it’s always Christmas eve. Look, I need you to want the curse removed. I can’t force you to remove it. So, what do you say?”

“I say, Ho Ho Ho and a Merry Christmas Eve.” Geoff laughed, slapping his belly in a jolly gesture.

“Ok, I tried. Enjoy your curse, weirdo.” The witch turned, only for the cat to hiss at her. “What? I tried.” The cat hissed again. “Don’t call me that. Fine. I didn’t think elder mages could threaten people. Who's the real monster?” She turned back around, sighing. “Have none of your family ever mentioned this to you?”

“Hm. Now that you mention it. My mother did take me to see a lot of doctors. I think they mentioned I was suffering from some trauma. I hit my head that night, so that could have caused something. My parents and the doctors ended up being wrong, though. My dad admitted that I was right about the date. So, I think your curse story is a little farfetched.”

“So, they indulged your curse to not cause you any further damage. Clever. I think deep down you know they’re lying to you. If you let me remove the curse, I’ll prove it.” The witch held out her hand again, trying to get this over with.

“So, if you’re right. Does that mean I wasted all day getting Christmas decorations for nothing?”

“Indeed. Hurry up, hand in my palm, now.”

“Oh. Seems a waste not to use them. How about we have a Christmas party and you can remove my curse after?” Geoff said, offering to let her into his home. The home decorated with Christmas ornaments and Santa statues. The home looking like it belonged to someone that either had a deep, unrequited love for Santa or planned to assassinate him.

“I don’t have time.”

“Meow?”

“Ok, I have plenty of time.” The witch crouched before the cat, poking its nose. “This isn’t part of the deal.”

“Meow.”

“What? You can’t change the deal. Are you a council member or a con artist? Fine, if I do this, no more threatening to turn me into an animal.”

“Meowwww.” The cat said, the meow having a little sadness to it. The cat enjoying being able to meow its threats.

The witch entered and thus, Geoff’s 6890 Day of Christmas eve began. The witch spent the first three hours brooding on the couch. Having to listen to Christmas music while Geoff sang. The fourth hour, the group played charades. A game that was hard to play with only two people and a cat.

By the end of the night, the witch didn’t hate the holiday as much as she thought she would. The two discuss what presents they would like. When it got late, the cat curled up in Geoff’s Christmas sweater, while the witch and Geoff discussed the holiday in further detail.

“What a night. Ok, I’m ready to have it removed.” Geoff held out his hand.

“Right. Sorry and stuff.” She gripped his hand and sent out a hot, invisible flame through his arm. Geoff howled, waking the cat, his skin feeling as though it would bubble and pop at any moment. Only for the pain to fade as quickly as it came, exiting out his toes. When the pain left, he stared at the witch and cat.

“So, it was all a lie. I’ll have to apologize to everyone. All my Christmas chatter would have driven them insane. Must be why mom and dad don’t call very often. Hey. Since it’s not Christmas. Do you want a present? I can’t keep them around the house, so feel free to take something. They’re only cheap. I spent so much money on presents that I ended up needing to buy my gifts from Penny and Pound.”

“A gift? Why? Do you intend to get your revenge by luring me into a trap? What happens when I open the box? Will a gnome climb out and pull out my eye?”

“Me-ow.” The cat yawned, trying to snap out of its sleepy state.

“What? It’s what I would do to a person who cursed me. Fine. I accept your gift.” She went to the tree, picking out a small candy cane colored box. “Thank you. I shall take my leave.”

“Ok. Hey. You mentioned being jealous of my family. If you want. You can come to our Christmas party this year. If you don’t curse anyone.”

“I’ll consider it. Come on, let’s get going.” The cat followed her out the door. When she got outside, she opened the box, finding a little snowman keychain. The snowman green due to some printing error, explaining the cheap cost. She smiled, deeming it a witch snowman or a snow witch for short. She attached it to her dungeon key before flying off on her broom.

[beaniebeensbaby201]

NETEYAM X HUMAN READER

A/N: potential spoilers down below for those who have not watched ATWOW

Spoilers in the ending where I put an A/N so do not read that please

ALSO THIS ISNT REALLY A SCENE FROM THE MOVIE SO PLEASE DONT HATE

A/N: I'm still knew at putting links in but this is part 2 if anyone has tips on how to use tumblr that would be great

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Summary: Y/N grew up with Jake and Neytiri's children as her parents were killed during the first war. She was the same age as Neteyam. They grew up together. They both harbored feelings for each other, but they both knew they couldn't be together due to them being different species.

I was the only one who knew how Kiri felt. Everyone would call her a freak, and I was a human who didn't belong here. Yet, somehow, the family showed me that it is okay to be different, that I was no outsider to them.

Night had fallen as I was with Neteyam. We both spoke on our feelings to each other, but we could never act on them. I was human. He was Na'Vi, who was destined to Mate with the next Tsahik. He was to be the next Olo'eyktan, and I would be just a regular human.

"What are you thinking about?" Neteyam asked, as I was unusually quiet.

"Nothing." I lied.

I stared at the stars above us as we were riding on his Ikran. It was rare for us to ever be alone, as I was always with Kiri, learning how to heal from her and Mo'at.

"You're lying." I sighed, he didn't even have to see my expression to know I'm lying.

"I don't want to ruin the moment Nete." I rest my head against his back, as I heard him let out a sigh.

My arms circled around his body, I was smaller than him, as he was an alien, who would grow to be ten feet tall.

"We're going to be having this discussion sooner or later by my parents." I squeezed my eyes shut as I buried my face deeper into his back.

"I know, I know Nete. But can we just have this moment?" He huffs in response as I scoot closer so my legs entangled with his as he pats his hand on my thigh.

"Fine, but we are talking about this whether you like it or not." I stayed silent, I know it'd be impossible to run away from this no matter how much I want to.

I lift my head so I was resting my chin on his shoulder, our cheeks touching.

Neteyam's ikran starts to fly down as we were heading towards the forest.

"Nete, where are you taking us?" He didn't respond as he stared down.

I let Neteyam take my hand as we walked together in silence.

"Neteyam?" I called out, but still no response.

He finally stopped as we were at the Kasvapan River. The water glowed different colors, as I saw some fan lizards and I tapped one, I stared in awe as they started to spin in circles in the air.

"Why are we here Nete?" I asked, as he sat on a rock, his feet resting in the water, his head hung low.

"I want you to be my Tsahik." I gasped.

"Nete you know-" He cuts me off.

"I know that you are human, I am a freak." I slapped his shoulder lightly.

"You are not a freak Nete, you are beautiful. The way you care for your people, you are kind. You are brave, I love you, Neteyam. You will find the perfect woman to be your Tsahik." I spoke sadly, I was kneeling beside him on the same rock.

"That's the thing Y/N!" He growled in frustration, his eyes tearing up just the slightest bit.

"Nete." I grabbed his face, my fingers barely able to fit under his chin.

"Neteyam, look at me." I demand softly, his yellow cat-like eyes stare back at me.

"Eywa will find you a better Tsahik. You will be a great leader, you will fall in love and find the perfect mate. Even if it is not me." Neteyam started to cry, as well as I do.

"I see you, Neteyam. Forever you will be in my heart." Neteyam's shoulders started to shake as he continued to sob into my shoulder.

"Why does this have to be so hard?" I continued to rub his back as I hug the Na'Vi.

I too started to cry.

"I don't know Nete. But we will heal in time." My body was hidden by the blue wounded Na'Vi as we both cried.

"I love you, Y/N." I wish I didn't have to wear this stupid mask, I want to be able to kiss him, but we will never got to kiss.

"I love you, Neteyam."

3rd P.O.V

It was the next day as Neteyam and Y/N barely spoke a word to each other. Everyone in the tribe found it odd that the two best friends were nowhere to be seen together. They were always attached at the hip, or one would be flirting, and the other would be flustered. Y/N was with Kiri as she was trying to get her mind off of last night.

"You're quiet today Y/N. Did Neteyam say something to you?" Y/N bites the inside of her cheek.

"We were talking about the future. We're both hurting right now." Y/n whispered. Kiri was her girl best friend, she would go to Kiri sometimes for advice about Neteyam, or in general to talk and hangout.

"He's eighteen now, soon he will be the Olo'teykan. He will find the perfect Tsahik, and I will be y/n. The helpless little human who fell for a Na'Vi." I let out an angry huff.

"You are not helpless. Believe me, I understand." I sighed. Shutting my eyes tightly.

"I love him, kiri. I don't know what to do." I sobbed. The young Na'Vi throws me into her arms as I sobbed.

"We will figure it out." She promised.

Kiri and y/n went silent as they continued to make medicine. Neteyam had announced earlier today that him and his brother were going on a mission.

"They're back!" Tuk announced, causing Y/N to be the first one to rush out of the little home.

"What happened?" Y/n gasped as she rushed to Jake, who was holding Neteyam.

"I'm fine." Neteyam grunted.

Y/N pursed her lips as she stared at Neteyam. He had a wound on his chest and his head was bleeding.

"Sit." She demanded the boy.

He complies as she continues to ramble in Na'Vi, as if she were Neytiri, as his mother would pace out of habit.

"I'm fine y/n." Jake slapped his oldest son upside the head.

"You need to be taken care of." Y/n and Neteyam have not said a word to each other. Jake even noticed the slight tension between them.

"What's going on between you two lately? You're usually running around or doing something." The two continued to stay silent as y/n tended to the slightly wounded boy.

"It's for the best, sir." Neteyam was the first to speak.

"For the best?" Jake stayed silent for a moment, then he realized. They were falling for each other.

"He's the next clan leader, I'm a human." Y/n spoke, Neteyam, let's out hiss when she dabbed on his cut too harshly.

Neteyam knew she was getting worked up over the topic, as he placed a hand on her waist to calm her nerves.

Jake noticed the silent exchange. He felt bad for the two teenagers, if only it were easy.

"I mean, we can't even kiss because one of us would die from the toxic air that kills humans. I feel like Eywa has cursed me to fall in love with your son, only for me to never be able to be with him. I feel like this is her revenge because of what the humans have done before I was born." Y/n rambles, finally getting something she's always wanted to say off her chest.

The three grew silent, not knowing what to say to her strong outburst.

"Eywa does not give revenge." A woman's voice appears, as she realizes it was Neytiri.

"Then why has she given me a broken heart?" She continues to stare at Neteyam.

"I mean, I can't be with him. We can't be together we're different species. I don't have an avatar that I could transfer my soul into. It was just best that I stayed away from him!" Y/n stops as she let's out a few sobs as she runs out of the home tree.

Jake ran after her. She ended up sitting high up in the tree as she cried in her legs, hugging them closer towards her small body.

She felt a presence behind her, but she continues to sob. Jake sits down in front of her. She hugs herself tighter as she shakes her head in her knees.

"I know this is hard, believe me. Things will get better." Y/n scoffs in response.

"He's the next clan leader, Jake. He is destined to be a leader, I'm just a small human who will just put you all in more danger. I don't belong here. It would be best if I just stayed away from your son. Just until our hearts won't ache anymore." Jake runs his hand over his face.

The girl stopped sobbing, her eyes puffy her eyes were blood shot from all the tears.

"It's for the best for now, Jake." She climbs down the tree with ease, Neteyam taught her how to climb when they were in the forest one day and wanted to race. She didn't know how so that day the siblings taught her how to climb.

A/N: I Was thinking about a part w where she was with the sully when they get kidnapped and that she was the one to get kidnapped and not spider and she gets shot instead? Idk lmk what you think.

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four times steve harrington knew he loved you and the one time he told you (steve harrington x henderson!reader)

a/n: for anon. this is my longest fic so far. i worked real hard on this. i really like it.�� word count: 2.6k warnings: violence, language

5. 1975

Steve didn’t know what love was. All he knew is that his parents didn’t have it. Crushes were a different story, but Steve wanted to know what love was. 

You knew what love was, it was your mom making you your favorite meal after a big test. It was your brother smiling at you, even though he was toothless. Love was your cat purring when you pet her. But you never knew romantic love, not with your parents or yourself. 

Moving to Hawkins had changed your life. You had some friends back home, but this place? No one wanted to be friends with you. Nine-year-olds were brutal. Though at school there was one boy, who, even at nine, had established himself as quite the ladies man. But he seemed sweet, no matter how much of a jerk he could be sometimes. 

At recess one day it all changed, for both of you. 

The swing set creaked in the wind, it’s cold metal seat under you, bending under your weight. A group of rowdy boys ran past you, and one, ran directly into you. Tumbling face forward into the concrete you yelped in surprise, your face stinging. Blinking back tears you suddenly become aware of the boy behind you, who wanted to help. 

“Are you okay?” his oddly timid voice sounded.

“Yeah, I’m good.” you turned to him, “Is it bad?” you questioned as he grimaced. 

“Um, I think you’ll be okay. But I’ll take you to go get some band-aids.” he kicked a loose rock on the concrete, “I’m sorry.” 

“No worries.” you stood up, realizing your knees were cut too. 

Steve quickly stuck his arm out and wrapped his hand around your bicep, helping keep you steady. A teacher who was wondering haphazardly around called over, “Mr. Harrington! Where are you taking  Ms. Henderson?” 

The young boy looked at the teacher, dumbfounded, “To get some band-aids.” Couldn’t he see all the blood? 

“No, she can do it herself. It’s not a man's job to care.” all Steve heard was his dad, and he didn’t have the courage to stand up to his dad, but he did to his teacher. He knew what was right. 

“She needs help.” he stated, flat out. Steve didn’t understand what was wrong with helping you. 

Now, you were uncomfortable in this stare off with the teacher, Steve’s grip becoming tighter. The teacher locked eyes with Steve, “You help her I’ll give you detention.” 

Steve gulped knowing his dad would yell at him, but you, a person, needed help. Leaning over you whispered, “Go,” to him. He shouldn’t get in trouble for helping you. 

“No.” he said firmly, helping you walk inside, the teacher screaming about his detention or whatever. The boy seemed unbothered, you admired it. 

“Okay, well thank you.” you squeaked out. You knew he was probably only helping you because he bumped into you, but part of you wanted it to be different, and maybe it was. 

He helped you into the school and into an empty bathroom, Steve was not the smartest per se, but he knew to clean the cuts. Which there were a lot of. “Steve,” he looked down at you from where he was cleaning a cut on your forehead, “Why did you do this?” 

Steve looked adorably confused at you, “Do what?” 

“Help me. Was it because you bumped me?” 

He took a deep breath, thinking, “No, you deserve to be helped, you’re nice Y/N. And, yes, I hit you, but, you shouldn’t have to help your self up.” 

You stared ahead, feeling something, feeling loved. 

Steve wondered what this was. Why did he help you? Maybe, just maybe, because he loved you. 

4. 1983

Who knew what was going on anymore? You had no idea where your brother was, and some reason you were with Nancy Wheeler and Jonathan Byers, trying to summon his brother or something. Not that you would ever admit it, but you were truly terrified, lights flashing around you, yelling, fake bodies. You didn’t know what to do. The world was coming apart at its seams. Nancy, Jonathan, and you sat in the Byers house on the couch, shaking, worried about what would happen next. The weapons in your hands were clutched tightly, ready for action. 

No one dared speak, when a knock came at the door. Startling all of you out of your skin. Nancy jumped up pointing her gun at the door. The banging on the door continued, when you heard, “Jonathan, man! I’m sorry! And I feel terrible! I wanna help!” 

“Steve!” Nancy hissed quietly. 

Jonathan walked up and swung open the door to stop the incessant banging. Steve practically falling into the house, but he quickly straightened up, seeing Nancy point her gun squarely at him. Steve raised his hands quickly above his head, “Hey, Nance, I’m sorry! You don’t have to kill me-” 

“Steve get out.” 

“I’m just here to talk to Byers.” 

“Nancy, put the gun down!” you shouted at her. 

Steve’s head whipped to you, his eyes widened, “Y/N! What are you doing here? Holy shit!”

No matter what Steve said to you, you didn’t look at him, knowing you’d get distracted by his stupidly perfect hair and crooked grin. Instead, you continued to walk slowly toward Nancy, “Put the gun down.” she was shaking, conceivably using every muscle in her body to get Steve out. To help him. 

The lights started flashing irregularly, that’s when Jonathan started yelling. “Nancy! Stop it!” almost like she was in a trance, she snapped out, “He’s here.” 

Steve’s eyes widened, “Who’s here? What’s here? What’s going on?” 

At that moment it burst through the walls, the same thing you and Nancy saw in the Upside Down. They went to run to the back room, but you tripped, Nancy and Jonathan were already running, and Steve who was behind them stopped, and looked at you, and without hesitating, ran back to you. Grabbing your arms and lifting you up, helping you off the hard floor and clasping your hand, guiding you quickly into the back bedroom. 

He kept holding your hand in the dark, your backs pressed against the door. Once you realized you were holding his hand, you hastily let go. Looking across the room at the blank wall, you remembered years ago, Steve helping you up, selflessly. And once again he was ready to save you. 

Steve looked at you, shoulders pressed against each other, you looked amazing, and you were brave. But, Nancy, he had slept with Nancy, and they were something, hopefully. And at the moment, he realized there was something he felt for you that he didn’t feel when he thought of Nancy. But, now was not the time for that. If he told himself he loved Nancy, he would feel that eventually. So sure, he loved Nancy, he didn’t care about you. Never would. But part of Steve knew he was in deep shit.

3. 1984 

Oh boy, you were a part of this mess from the start. You should’ve known it wasn’t going to go well from the second Dustin said that he had found a ‘lizard’. But that wasn’t even the weirdest part of it all. It wasn’t Billy. It wasn’t Eleven suddenly showing up again. It was, at least for you, Steve Harrington. Not him, but the way he was acting. He was acting, sweet? Steve was attempting to give your brother shitty dating advice which you had to cut into, saying “Just don’t ignore her. I mean, girls like some attention.” 

Dustin looked back at you and questioned, “How many boyfriends have you had?” 

You slapped his shoulder, “Shut up.” you grumbled. 

Steve shrugged, “I mean, you are the girl here.” 

“Thank you for the acknowledgement.” 

“But are you?” 

“Dustin shut up!” Steve looked at you with a face that if anyone saw they could only categorize as lovingly. But as soon as he saw Dustin smirking at him, he turned away, flustered, tripping over a stick on the path. Steve was confronted with remembering  thinking, that he couldn’t care about you. Nancy was there. And while, yes, he grew to love Nancy, she didn’t love him. And that’s not her fault, but Nancy had broken his heart, and for the first time in quite sometime, his heart felt complete, and it was because of you. Not that he would tell you. Steve was content, for the first time in a long time, to sit back, and fall in love slowly. But, truly, deeply in love. Farther than he thought he could ever feel.

2. 1984

You had all recovered, somewhat, from what had happened. And life returned to a sense of normalcy. But that morning Dustin woke up, practically bouncing around the house, for the Snowball dance that night. You were chaperoning, so you had to look marginally good. But, what you weren’t prepared for was Steve Harrington coming over to help your brother get ready. 

Hiding in your room getting ready, you heard a knock at the door, Dustin racing downstairs, and the unmistakable voice of Steve. While it was definitely nice to hear Dustin this happy, you realized that Steve would see you like this and that was not ideal right now. 

You could hear the two of them walking upstairs and the voices getting closer, then a loud bang on your door, “Steve’s here! And we’ll have to go soon!” 

You could hear Steve say quietly behind him, “The dance is in an hour and a half.” 

“Okay and an hour and a half!” 

“Alright Dusty!”

You turned your attention back to the mirror, and you heard Steve say, “Dusty? I’m gonna use that one.” the smirk was evident in his voice. That was followed quickly by a loud “Ow!” guessing Dustin hit him. 

As you finished your makeup you couldn’t help but wonder why you had a new pit of anxiety in your stomach now that Steve was here. Why did that change the dance so much? What was it about him? 

~~~~

Sure enough, an hour and a half later, as promised, Dustin was banging on your door. You could hear Steve hyping Dustin up, telling him how great he looked, and how all the girls will dance with him. And taking one last deep breath, you opened your door and walked downstairs. Steve was absolutely in awe of you. Steve knew he was over Nancy Wheeler, you were so wonderful, smart, and beautiful. God, he thought you were the most heavenly creature, and he didn’t believe in God. You walked shakily on the godforsaken heels to Dustin where you smirked at him. “Nice hair.” 

“Thanks, it’s pretty cool.” he nodded slowly trying to be cool. 

Steve was still gaping at you, “Uh, you, um, ready to go?” 

Dustin giggled at Steve’s red face, and you answered, “Yeah, thanks by the way.” He just awkwardly nodded, shoving a free hand in his pocket, the other opening the door, you called out to your mom, “Mom we’re going!” 

“Alright kids, have fun!” she called back from the kitchen. 

You guys shuffled out of the house and began the awkward drive to the school. 

~~~~

Once you guys arrived you and Steve began the final pep talk for Dustin. “Alright, now remember, you want to care but not to much.” 

You stopped Steve, “But do care.”

“Not to much.” 

Leaning forward you retorted, “He’s not going to by her a house or something.” 

“I’m just saying!” he threw up his hands in defense, “All the girls are gonna love you, I mean,” he stopped for a minute, “you look great!” 

“Yeah! Looking great!” you attempted to back him up. 

“They won’t be able to resist me with these pearls.” he purred and both of you began a chorus of ‘No’ and ‘Don’t do that’.

He got out of the car and looked back at you, “Are you coming?” 

“I’ll be in a minute.” Steve’s eyes widened realizing he was in a car, alone, with you. “Thank you, Steve.” 

“Oh it’s no problem-”

You cut him off promptly, “I mean for everything. This year, last year, you’ve really changed. In a good way,” looking into his sweet, brown eyes, you smiled, “I really appreciate you.” 

“It’s the right thing to do, plus, I was an asshole. It was a real low bar.” 

You laughed softly, “I’m going to go, but I think you should come in and dance with me.” 

Steve’s stomach flipped when you said to dance with you. You wanted him to come. With you. “I wouldn’t want to-” 

“Please.” he couldn’t resist your pleading eyes. 

“Sure.” Steve was very busy trying to hide his smile while stepping out of the car. 

You slid out of the backseat the Dustin had forced you into, and as soon as you stepped out onto your heels you tripped and began to fall. But someone's arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you back up. Steve.

“Thank you.” you replied breathlessly, “I’ve gotta stop falling around you.” you made a lame attempt at a joke. 

He let go, and you walked in a little bit ahead of him, and under his breath he whispered, “I’ve already fallen for you.” no matter how cheesy he might sound. 

Steve Harrington loved you. 

1. 1985

All you wanted was ice cream. You didn’t want to end up taking care of two teenagers high on Russian truth serum. Trying to keep Robin and Steve collected when they’re not high is difficult enough. Robin was at the absolute goofiest you’ve ever seen her and Steve, oh, Steve. Over the past year you had harbored an extreme crush on the idiot. However, this was just sad. You were glad they were alive, but this was definitely the finale of any part of his old personality. You sat with Robin and Steve in the movie theater, Steve bopping your nose continuously. “Boop!” you grabbed his hand and moved it away from your face. 

“Shush.” 

He dropped his head onto your shoulder, and he looked up at you with his chocolate brown eyes, “You’re pretty,” he whispered, smiling like an idiot. 

“Thank you.” you whispered back, trying to act stern even as your stomach erupted in butterflies. All of a sudden Robin rushed out of the theater, mumbling something about water. You followed, Steve stumbling after you, he gripped your arm again and leaned into your side when he said to you;

“I’m in love with you.” 

You stopped in your tracks, Steve going on without you, a stupid smile on your face. Then it hit you, he’s high. It’s not him. You shook your head to rid the idea of Steve loving you. And you walked after him. Steve and Robin were drinking water manically when you got out of the theater. Both talking nonsense about Back to the Future. 

You stood, leaning against the wall. Looking lovingly at Steve. In their haze they stared nonsensically at the ceiling. Suddenly running to the bathroom, you ran after them. 

The two of them were curled over toilets, throwing up. You sat back, feeling horrible for what they had to endure. 

After what you can only describe as traumatic sickness, the three of you sat on the floor in stalls, Robin leaned her head onto your shoulder, and you spoke to Steve, knowing you couldn’t say it to his face. “Do you mean what you said, Steve?” 

Somehow in his mind, Steve knew what he admitted, “Yes.” he answered quietly. “Yes, I love you.” Robin smiled at you. And you felt hopeful, “Did I overstep?” 

“No,” Robin nodded her head quickly telling you to keep talking, “I, uh, I love you too.” 

Steve slid under the wall and next to you in the stall, “I would kiss you right now, but I just threw up.” 

“I got that.” 

“I’ll make it up to you soon enough.” 

“You two are disgusting,” Robin said, smiling at the display of two people obviously in love next to her.

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Little AU prompt

So thanks to @hotmessteaparty I got too many ideas and too little time to write them <3 , I hope you are proud of yourself and I hope you like it :P

Check also out the main series Tribal Pride, Chapter 29 coming soon, promise

Misses Goodwill had always loved to work in the kindergarten of this small city. She had always taken great pride in raising the children of other parents, teaching them behavior and manners. Some of those children grew up to be lawyers, doctors, and politicians but also construction workers, and simply good people. She loved them, all of them.

Well almost all of them. The day when the new children arrived Misses Goodwill was as excited as ever, especially when she knew that the twins who would from now on attend her kindergarten, are offsprings from a very rich couple. They bought a small villa at the far end of town, they had everything from top-notch security, to a helicopter landing place bodyguards standing around the kindergarten to watch them and of course their nanny.

At first, the two seemed like a handful, but they were children so she forgave them, and soon she realized how smart and well-behaved the two were. They were speaking at least 2 languages fluently and were learning a third one at home, they asked for permission, said thank you, and always were respectful to their elders. Of course, they also got into fights for toys or arguments over childish things but they were children! Children of rich parents donate thousands of dollars to this kindergarten. Esperanza, the girl was a sweet angel and sharp of mind, very intelligent but shying away from other children, she was unsure how to approach them, Vidal her older brother on the other hand was a charming and outgoing extrovert. He had quickly wrapped the staff members over his fingers and befriended a lot of the other children.

EVERYTHING seemed perfect until this one particular “bring your pets”-day. It was tradition. Children would bring their pets, dogs, cats occasionally a big spider or lizard, and the children have the fun of their lives. 

When Misses Goodwill came into class this morning, she was happy to see all the children with their pets. “Good morning children!” she greeted them smiling “So… who wants to staAAAAHHH!” the teacher’s high-pitched scream alerted all the other classes and staff members and they either screamed or froze in fear of what they saw.” This is Mr.Mittens, he is a Bengal, my mum rescued him from hunters” the little girl explained proudly while scratching the head of a big Bengal-Tiger. A Tiger, A REALLY REAL LIVE TIGER! 

On the other side of the room was her twin brother with a very big lizard “My mum really loves animals, so she kept this Alligator!” he explained and immediately got the laugh of his sister “UHUUUU Dad said Froggy is Crocodile!” the female twin got up and so did the Tiger, the two children got into an argument while one of the teaches called, the police, animal rescue and also the parents of the twins.

Just a few minutes later and the “Nanny” called Maya arrived. Misses Goodwill knew her, she was the one dropping the kids off and picking them up again. When Maya picked them up the two children were still arguing whether “Froggy” was a crocodile or an Aligator. The shocked staff watched how the “Nanny” took not only care of the children but also the animals. When the big “lizard” was about to attack one of the animal control people she simply called out its name “Froggy! Stop!” she ordered the animal and whistled at it, strangely enough, it immediately followed foot and got himself loaded into the big truck alongside with Mr.Mittens.

Shocked the Staff watched her drive off. Inside the car, however, it got awfully silent, the children knew they did something wrong. “Will mommy and daddy be mad at us?” both asked in unison. Maya sighed as she lied to them “Yes, you know it is dangerous to bring your animals to the daycare, I got you specific animals to bring with you!” she explained. The mother and father would find it highly amusable and funny what had happened today, they probably wouldn’t keep a straight face when talking to the authority. They would fucking applaud their children for managing to bring those big and deadly animals unseen into the daycare. 

“Would your parents be at home they would-” Maya started until she got interrupted by a very angry child's voice “Yeah? But they are not so who cares!” he shouted in pure childish desperation. His sister just looked at him and then at Maya “I am sorry…” she started but the grown-up shook her head “No it’s alright… they miss you too… believe me” she mumbled to the children. “Why are they not here then?”

“Because…. there are people who do not like your parents, but they don’t know you exist… so if they stay too long here at one place-” the girl, Esperanza quickly caught up to the thought “They might find out about us or simply bombard the place they are living at in hopes they kill them or destroy something valuable” she finished and sighed a few moments later the boy also understood what they were talking with a whispered “Oh….”

This wasn’t the last of a few peculiar incidents. When they attended middle school they had to write something about the jobs of their parents. The teachers were disturbed to read that “Mommy meets a lot of men” or “Daddy takes care of a lot of women” the most disturbing sentence however was that “Mommy once came home with a few bruises and ouchies, and daddy had hurt his hands” this was alarming to the teachers.

Maya tried to soothe their worries but they demanded a meeting with the actual parents. Soon after they obliged and set a meeting.

“Your parents sure like a great entrance” Maya mumbled when the helicopter landed on the school grounds. A few moments later a woman stepped out, elegantly in a white suit the woman slowly crossed over to her children, her blackberry hair, the same hair color as her children have was flying in the wind of the calming rotors while her chocolaty brown eyes scanned the premises, after she followed a Latino man, with a neatly gut mohawk in a red suit. He quickly followed up with his green eyes glaring over the meters parting them from his children. Everyone around them was at AW from the big entrance, however, those who set eyes on the couple immediately felt cold crawling up their skins. Two predators approached and they didn’t look very pleased.

“Why the fuck did I have to wear this?” Vaas mumbled tugging at the suit “Because we can’t show up in front of the teachers with blood and gore on our clothes…. I don’t want to move them they have friends here” Sera answered earning a grunt from Vaas “It was YOUR idea to get them as normal as possible life anyway” she commented with a winning smile. “Fuck you” he answered with a big toothy grin “Later” Sera chuckled as they arrived at the school.

“MOMMY DADDY!” the children shouted in glee as they ran towards them. Vaas grin broadened in genuine happiness as he kneeled down and opened his arms wide, as much as was he disappointed when both rushed past him in the arms of their mother. For a moment he just stayed there and sighed deeply "And what about poor lonely papa?" he asked turning his head and immediately yanked backward when both of his kids jumped at him screeching in glee.

Both finally went on to go to the building where they were already greeted by the director of the school “Mr. and Mrs Novoa?!” he asked intimidated while Vaas reached out to greet him “Montenegro actually” he corrected the chubby elderly man “Mr and Mrs Montenegro?” he asked surprised while Sera shook her head “No he is Montenegro I am Novoa” confused the director exchanged looks between them while Maya clarified “He is Vaas Montenegro and She is Sera Novoa…. both were too stubborn to change their last names so they kept it.” the Principal still looked a little confused “But you two are…?” Sera snorted “Yeah I married that big Monkey, can’t believe I did….” Vaas crossed his arms in front of his chest “Yeah I could have done so much better… so many women to my feet” Maya grumbled “Not hard when you force them to” she giggled and followed the principal who got flustered more and more “Ouch first of all RUDE second of all who asked you Adoptive sister” before Maya could defend herself Sera stepped in between them “First of all, it’s the truth and second of all I did, the woman who saved your life more than once” she smiled at him sugary sweet making the former Pirate Lord grumble “Oh you’ll get that back” Sera flashed him a devious smirk "Can't wait" she purred.

Without further interruption, the children showed their parents proudly their classroom, what they have drawn and what they have written. “Well, you two probably know why I have asked you here” the principal started “Yes, something offensive was written I just, I don’t quite understand what exactly the problem is?” Sera said as she sat down “Well yes, I just want to know… what your…” the principal cleared his throat occupation would be because well according to your son Mrs. Novoa it seems as if you are working as…” Sera just read the circled area and started to laugh a little “A prostitute… well actually an escort according to our son” Vaas nodded “Yeah and I think I’m a damned pimp in here” he said reading the other essay of his daughter. “Well… you see” Sera started “My husband and I are running a big international company… and as you might have noticed I am the one more…” she looked over to Vaas and with a sigh back to the principal “charming one, the one who talks with our investors which are mostly male… while Vaas is taking care of our female-sellers” It was really hard for Vaas not to burst out into laughter “Yes we are selling drugs internationally” he explained with a cheeky smirk “to pharmaceutical businesses and who could sell them better as beautiful women?”

Sera smoothly saved the conversation and saw how the principal finally relaxed and dismissed them.

walking out and watching their children Vaas wrapped his arm around Sera's waist pulling her close "Just a few more years Vaas... then we have to tell them" The male grumbled "Yes... but only in a few years... let them enjoy this time with no worries"

This was not the last incident. The children quickly figured out that if they commit more dangerous or bad or hideous “crimes” their parents would show up in the end.

Esperanza was gifted in languages and economics she also had a handle with animals and technology but not just the simple usage of a phone or downloading hacked games, no no no. It was worse. You see her uncle, which was not related by blood taught her how to code, and built websites, then he taught her a few mechanic - tricks a lot of theory and in the end, he taught her how to hack. This came in handy, even though she was introverted and did not speak to many, she knew almost everything about the people in school, including teachers, but most importantly she knew the correct answers to EVERY test.

Her brother Vidal on the other hand, was charming, a player, and outgoing, he had the same skill with languages but his interest was more… physics, science, math, biology, and how you produce some quality drugs. He grew his own little plants and started to sell them around the school. An Interesting old man called Ernhardt taught him a few things about plants and after that, the family Doctor, Stein, took him under his wing and showed him a few things now and then.

By the time they were 16 Sera didn’t even bother to go to school meetings anymore, she just took her children off and let them go into a different one.

They argued a lot, Vaas normally tried to calm everyone, which was weird in itself but Sera and her children they got into each other's hair so often that she even stayed a whole month with them just to make sure they won’t do it anything stupid.

It was fatal however, almost 5 months later her son got kidnapped.

“Gag that little fucker up!” one of the masked men ordered “I don#t want to hear any more of his whining or crying or anything!” 

Vidal was scared to death, he didn’t know what was going on, he didn’t even know how he had ended up here. He was somewhere in a big room… or or was it? It was a container the thought struck him when all three men walked out of there and closed the door leaving him in darkness. His anxiety the fear he felt, it was almost unbearable, he tried to scream through his gag to get free from his restraints but he couldn’t do anything. He just existed there in complete silent darkness for god knows how long.

Suddenly he heard loud voices, gunshots, and some people crashing into the container from outside. Vidal was so scared the poor boy pissed himself until the door finally swung open again. The light hurt in his eyes for a moment. One of the men who kidnapped him stumbled closer just to break down in front of the boy's feet. Then slowly a slimmer figure walked in and he couldn’t believe what he saw. Like a goddess his mother emerged from the light, blood was all over her clothes and her look was the one of an extremely angry entity. She dropped down next to him and freed him and as soon as the boy was able to he wrapped his arms around his mother “Vidal VIDAL!” Sera made him let go of her and look at her “It’s not over yet do you understand?” she started “You will follow me and do as I say have you understood that?” the boy nodded still sobbing and trying to comprehend everything “Vidal words!”

“Y…Yes, mother” he started and Sera nodded “Good boy” she praised him a little softer, helped her son up, and escorted him out. What he saw outside made the teenager stop and gulp. So many dead people and from outside he heard even more shooting and shouting. He clenched to his mother's side, while they made their way outside, the building to re-group with Maya. “Vidal listen to me you will now go with auntie Maya okay?”  the boy shook his head furiously as he started to tear up again clinging harder to his mother “Vidal listen… she will  bring you to safety… nothing will happen to me, I promise…” Sera gave the boy a kiss and then left. 

As he was brought to safety by Maya the boy dared to take another look back at where his father just kicked one of the guys in the gut, a manic laugh coming from him and his mother, she just pulled something out of a different guy with a maddening wide toothy grin. It was as if the blood in the boy froze, these two looked insane, they weren't looking human anymore, they resembled the things he had been afraid of as he was younger. The monsters under his bed and his closet.

Later that evening after he got out of the shower, he realized something. He didn’t need to be afraid of any monster or anything else in the world. His parents would scare any other monster away or destroy them. His sister did not leave him alone this evening until she fell asleep next to him and he was able to sneak out of the room.

His parents were home, in their own bedroom. He could hear them from outside the door. “This is my fault! They were his men HIS men HE HIRED THEM!” the voice of his mother bus he had never heard her like that, it sounded… broken. lost he had never heard his mother so…hopeless and who was this “HE” guy he was talking about. Vidal slowly and carefully sat down and continued to listen in carefully.

“Calm down mi vida” His father tried to soothe his mother in calming down, since when was he the reasonable one? “Maybe he didn’t mean it like that… Maybe he just” a low cry out of Sera and a cold laugh erupted from her “And what? Play happy family? There is a reason why you never met him… Why I, didn’t go back there… Oh god… “ Sera’s pacing stopped “If he went after my kids then…” Vaas stopped her midsentence “Okay deep breathes and… please don’t freak out… “ he said and sighed “You don’t need to worry about your brother… he is already in contact with him” Vaas explained carefully.

“Wait… what?” something in his mother changed “Look Koa told me… years ago….” he tried and got a hard slap from Sera “Why was NO ONE telling ME about this?” she asked growling “Because of exactly THAT reaction!” Vaas growled holding his cheek “Listen… maybe… he just wants to meet his grandchildren..?”

“By kidnapping?”

“He is your father, Sera”

“Yes… and I should’ve put a knife into his throat a long time ago, just like I did to my mother”

Those words made the heart of the child sink, he didn’t just hear that slowly he crawled back into the bed, where his sister was waiting awake “You are scared…” she whispered softly and took him in her arms “I think… mum and dad owe us a lot of explaining…” he mumbled.

Both froze when they heard the clicking of a tongue “Which we will give you tomorrow… but now you and your mother need some rest” Vaas explained carefully before lighting a cigarette, no the smell was different. Carefully he came closer and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Smoke this, it will make you fall asleep” he explained simply 

Without question, the boy smoked the cigarette and soon found himself asleep without any nightmares.

The next morning the twins wanted to head down to the dining room but stopped when they heard 2 familiar voices “What should I tell my children? You can’t meet grandpa because he is a crazy lunatic?” it was uncle Koa, like their REAL uncle by blood. “Then how do I explain that they can meet up with uncle Vaas?” Koa asked making the ex-Pirate chuckle “Careful Pocahontas I’m still pissed about that scar” he grumbled while another familiar voice tried to soothe both male’s aunt Sally, Koa’s wife. “Boys calm down… we do not have time nor place for testosterone, I met your father Koa, and believe me, if those visits wouldn’t be supervised I wouldn’t want our children to be there as well so yes I can fully understand her!” Sally defended Sera “However, I can also see Koa’s side and this is eventually why we agreed to this… they want to know sooner or later” Sally tried carefully “You know they will want to know sooner or later,” she said again this time more soothingly.

“ I know… I know… it’s just… I don’t know if I AM ready for this”

[well-offtovisityourmother]

some pets i think lotf characters would have :))

ik people have already made these, but this is my version so we're doing it 😟😾

ralph: HORSE GIRL HORSE GIRL HORSE GIRL HE LOVES HORSES HORSE GIRL

Jack: probably a dog of some kind... a handbag dog... like the one from legally blonde... he likes the loyalty and taught it to sing...

Piggy: a rat 100%. rats are very smart and can be taught tricks so he'd teach it to do little things like walk on a piece of string and sit and roll over and all those fun rat tricks 🐀

Samneric: mice. they need company and are cute and playful. they'd probably like chilling w them and letting them run about :)

Roger: banned from owning animals. too prone to killing them... his grandparents probably own some fish so roger (like a cat) watches them, waiting for the time to strike... 🐸

Simon: THIS CHILD HAS ALL THE ANIMALS. but seriously, i think he's own some lizards, a snake and preying mantis. all quite misunderstood creatures, but all endearing in their own way :)! despite this, simon is the sort of kid who goes into town and returns with an assortment of pigeons, rats and other creatures, goes to a forest and comes out with foxes, rabbits, deers and a bear, or goes to a farm and is this close 👌 to breaking out the animals. he just gets along w animals 😌

Maurice: maurice has a parrot of some kind. he probably thinks its funny to teach it to say dumb stuff and has almost definitely taught it some choir songs before ☺️✌️

Robert: robert is a furry, therefore needn't have a pet. but he quite likes cats, and probably fosters some kittens (maybe w simon?) until they find new homes 😽

Bill: bill's parents won't let him get a pet (but he does love piggy's rat bc i say so). he instead is a great parent to his nintendogs :)

Henry: a single goldfish. it is 10 years old. is it immortal? perhaps. the goldfish is named currently named jack (though that constantly changes bc henry is younger) because the fish is ginger like our favourite #c singer 😼

im not doing the rest of the littluns because i dont care 💔💔 but there ya go 👩‍🎤✌️🐀

[xeo-kunsatan]

MonsterOlympics One Shot +13 (Part 1)

Monster Maze HighXMonster High

This One shot is divided in parts because is long as hell XD, as well this contains many racy jokes, black humor and swearing, if youre sensitive with this humor i recommend you to not read this shit, as well this One shot is just for fun

The Spring/Summer season, A Flowering but sunny season for Romance, vacation And Mating.

But also a Season for the sports specially in the Monster Maze High, where the Students and the Staff where preparing everything for the most importan Event for them.

The Monster Olympics an important event where the Students shows their skills in many sporty activities in competition against any School for monsters.

Everyone especially Betrayus was excited for the event.

Betrayus: Alright Class, that's all for today's class but first I have an announcement for all of you!.

Clyde: Will you wanna add an Ice Cream Machine in the Cafeteria!?

Inky: Clyde we already have one...

Clyde: Oh.. Hehe yeah I forgot that part.

Pacster: Awww I don't minded to have another one...

Skeebo: Chill out Lemon lizard, is that really the only thing you use your mouth?

Spiral: Hey!! Don't insult my Bro like that!!

Bradley: Hey! Don't yell at my boyfriend!!

Pacster: and you don't yell at my Friend!!

Victor: And you don't yell to my Ex!!

Pacster: Try me Bitch!!

Aurora: Oh no..

Ryan: *face palm* Ugh...

They were about to fight as many times in other classes but they where stopped by Mr Betrayus.

Betrayus:*Demonic Voice* SILENCE!!

The students where now quiet in their seats

Betrayus: Uhum as I was saying I have good news for you.

Pinky: Will you add Hot springs rooms for all the students and the Staff?

Cylindria: Pinky.. this is the first time I'm Agree with you.

Inky: Yeah! Sounds like a good idea.

Betrayus: *Sniff Sniff* We are already working on it, Pinky you have an A by thinking in the staff :,D

Pinky: Really!? Thank you Teacher~

Skeebo: Tsk.. smug..

Bradley: C'mon Foxy it's a Great idea~

Ryan: Oh Man I can't wait for it..

Betrayus: Easy Dear Students, as you already know... The Monster Olympics is coming here, so for it I sent to make new uniforms for you and why not the staff too.

Amber: We will have new Sport uniforms!!?? O.M.G Now I don't know what is better if the Hot Springs or the uniforms!.

Farid: Duh Obviously Both news are wholesome... I hope the uniform is Blue, that color makes my beauty shine~

Farren: dude, the most important thing is that the uniform is comfy enough for us.

Spiral: You understand me Bro

Farley: *lifts his hand up* Hey Mr D-.. Betrayus.. with who we will compete this year?...

Blinky: Tell me we will not compete against the Belfry Prep...

Inky: Yeah.. I know we beat them..

Bradley: but they where such a bastards with us..

Skeebo: Ugh that vampires.. if I see any vampire from that school I have no doubts in Break his teeth by what they do to you that year Bunny..

Betrayus: Good Boy Skeebo~ but Don't worry Guys we will not Compete against them again...

Aurora: Phew what a Relief..

But this year they would fight against a School similar to them.

Betrayus: We will compete against Monster High!

Farley: Monster High?..

Pacster: You mean that school where all the cool things happens there?

Betrayus: What do you mean?

Spiral: Yeah, we are all follow a monster blog where many news are released, and all the cool things happens in that school and of course it's released in the page..

Amber: Since founding the Vampire Queen and give her company in her movie release in Horrywood, face the same Van Hellsing, Going to Boo York, etc.. all the things happens in this school are just fights, parties, and regular School dramas.

Mandy: *sighs* yes, the only interesting thing happened in this School is Just the Attack of Apex Crowd next to his pet Hans.

Cylindria: It's not the School's fault, we don't look for an adventure because we don't want it... I most suggest more school trips.

Betrayus: Conceded And you have an A by understanding as always Cily.

Bradley: And Dad? How would be the things about the event?

Betrayus: Good Question son, i asked for the uniforms, they will be here this Friday, about where we will do the event, me and my brother already talked with the Headless Master Bloodgood and we are agree in doing the event here in this same campus, before the event some students from Monster High will come to know you and take along.

The Ring bells, it was time for lunch and the students where free to leave.

Betrayus: Well students that's all for today's class don't forget to do your homework *leaves*

Everyone have leave except for the Fluffy Gang, Farid and Farren noticed that Farley was completely in shock while his tail was wagging.

Farid: C'mon Farley it's Time for lunch and time to take care of Claw.

Farren: Hey, what's wrong man?

Farley: We will compete against Monster High.. you know what that means?

Farren: Being hitted as we were hitted by Skylanders academy?

Farley: No!.. I-its not that..

Farley's expression was a mix between nostalgic and Excited

Farren: Oh shit.. now i know what that means.. That Cat..

Farley: I will see her again!! After long time without seeing us, i will finally see her again!! *Wagging tail*

Farid: Did you 2 have never being in contact?

Farley: Uhm yes, we have calls sometimes but seeing eachother, not really.. when i had the opportunity something happens as what happened with Claw and his mother if you remember... I was expecting of seeing her.. but don't misunderstand me I love the baby Claw.. but I still miss my old friend.

Farid: Now you mention that.. I wonder if she and her pals have adopted a baby like us, except it's a doggy.

Farren; Don't say stupid things..

Farley: Well let's go to lunch, I can't wait to see her.. *leaves*

Farren: or did he never asked her to take a walk, while we take care of Claw?

Farid: a Guy asking a girl to meet up and take a walk, you don't think it sounds like a date?

Farren: Well that's a good point.. but it's still so dumb of him to wait for meet up with her.

Farid: Hmm Dog's stuff.

The Fluffy Gang finally left the classroom without knowing that someone have recorded them.

A Ghost Girl left the Monster Maze High flying back to her original School.

The Day ended and it was time for the students and the Staff to rest.

Room 01

Stratos was getting ready to sleep when his younger brother entered into his Room with a cup of Tea.

Betrayus: Hey Dear Brother, *gives him the cup*

Stratos: Thank you Betrayus, *drinks it*

Betrayus: And tell me dear brother, what do you think of this?

Stratos: It's the First time we are doing this event in this campus, how do you think I am!?.

Betrayus: Don't worry, we will work hard to make the school look their best.

Stratos: *Sighs* at least I can count with you in this moments.

Betrayus: Just rest easy Stratos, everything would be okay.

Stratos: I Hope so.. *Finishes his tea*

Stratos fell asleep quickly throwing the cup in the floor.

Betrayus taked Stratos to his bed and left his room.

Betrayus: Ohh Man, the chloroform worked hard... The good thing is that i never mentioned him that Elli and Mitzy would come here to see the event..

2 days later

The Day of the visit of the Monster High have finally came, the Maze High students where waiting for their visit.

When they arrived, they started to take along

Name: Frankie Stein

Daughter of Frankenstein

Age: 16 (Days of life)

Specie: Living corpse (Frankenstein)

Frankie: *waved to the students* It's so nice to being here, I'm so glad that another school is having this kind of inclusion.

Spiral: Wow, you are like me

Frankie: You're like me too! By the way I'm Frankie Stein

Spiral: Spiral Stein, well the Stein part is just a nickname, my actual nickname is Hunterson

Frankie: Heheh, for one moment I thought that you were my cousin, by the way, Who builded you?

Spiral: A Couple of Scientist Elfs, my adoptive parents.

Frankie: Wow really? My grandfather builded me, Victor Frankenstein.

Spiral: Victor Frankenstein!!?? The original!? That's so cool!

Name: Clawdeen Wolf

Daughter of the Werewolf

Age: 16

Species: Werewolf

Clawdeen: do you really don't have Werewolves here?

Victor: Nope, mostly Weredogs and a Werefox, the only werewolf we have is the School guard Mr Derek the scary wolf standing behind us.

Name: Howleen Wolf

Daughter of the Werewolf

Age: 15

Species: Werewolf

Howleen: T-t-that man is really scary.

Victor: don't worry he is a nice guy, hehe

Amber:*goes to a Pink vampire girl* Uhhh~ are you the famous vegetarian vampire?

Draculaura: Uhm.. yes?

Amber: Eww did you bring your mutt with you?

Clawd: Grrrghh...

Amber: Ugh you give me-

Betrayus: *pushes Amber away* Draculaura!! You're here!

Name: Draculaura

Daughter of Dracula

Age: 1,600

Species: Vampire

Draculaura: Godfather Betrayus!? *Jumps to hug Betrayus* It's nice to see you again!

Betrayus: it's a pleasure too, sorry for not going to your 1,600 years party.

Draculaura: It's okay, i really loved the gifts you seended me

Name: Clawd Wolf

Son of the Werewolf

Age: 18

Species: Werewolf

Clawd: Godfather Betrayus?

Draculaura: Yeah, He is my dark baptism godfather.

Betrayus: Heya, you most be my Strawberry's Boyfriend, good work in making her happy.

Clawd: Really?.. you are not disagree with this?

Draculaura: Clawd, My godfather is married with a Jackalope.

Betrayus: and my hybrid son has a Werefox boyfriend.

Clawd: That's amazing! I never expected this.

Betrayus: Well welcome to the family Bud

Farley was looking for her friend between the monster high students

Farley: I wonder if-

Name: Toralei Stripe

Daughter of the Werecat

Age: 16

Species: Werecat

Farley: Tori!?

Toralei: Sheepdog!?

Farley: Tori!!

Toralei: Sheepdog

Farid and Farren: fuck..

Claw: Mew?

To be continued....

Stratos: *throws Farid and Farren a Shoe*

No swearing in front the kitten!!!

[d-pennants]

Everything we know about Aaravos

This includes stuff from the books, interviews and ComicCon, so spoilers. Updated with a few things from the artbook. I’ll try to keep updating when I come across new info.

Timeline

From Book 1: Moon

Callum’s Spellbook

Historical texts

The Art of the Dragon Prince

And a third page written in Italian was added to the historical texts.

“Last of the Great Ones” is interesting, because Zaird says to Sol Regem his staff was a gift from one of the Great Ones. Sol Regem is alarmed but doesn’t immediately know who Zaird is talking about. So apparently between that conversation and when this text was written all Great Ones except for Aaravos died, and even he ‘fell’.

Also this note about Aaravos not being at full power.

As a ‘fallen’ Startouch elf Aaravos can only access a fraction of his former power.

The spell Zaird used to absorb the sunbirds to create the fireball he used against Sol Regem and the spell that Aaravos casts for Viren to absorb Zym’s power are meant to resemble each other in their swirling vortex. The symbol for Dark Magic also has a swirl in it around a diamond shaped like the one on Aaravos’ chest. This absorption vortex seems to be pretty central to Dark Magic, and it only seems it can be done with the staff Aaravos most likely crafted. 

The Show

Zaird staff is the same staff Viren uses. Aaravos recognized it. Given the historical text Aaravos is the “Great One” who gifted Zaird that staff.

Transcripts of all his lines in this post.

Aaravos is the narrator in the opening.

First appearance in S1 from the first war between humans and elves & dragons 1000 years ago.

Elves don’t seem to ride horses, but big cats, dogs, lizards, etc instead. Yet Aaravos choose to depict himself riding a star primal horse (He could make Viren see any creature he wanted). Considering it turns out that unicorns and Startouch elves are the only two star primal creatures humans know about, is he just being dramatic or does this have a deeper meaning?

Mirror in the Dragon King’s lair.

Cocoon

Dragon Prince Website

Bio;

Mysterious and charismatic, Aaravos is a rare kind of elf few have ever seen. He is secretive yet charming, and even Viren finds himself compelled by Aaravos’ cryptic words and gifts.

Height: 6’6 (6’9 with horns) Birthday: November 14th Age: ???

Birthday Vignette;

Aaravos does not count the passage of time in minutes, nor hours, not even days — he counts candles, one after the other, burning themselves down to the wick and a puddle of hot wax. He would run out of candles if it weren’t so easy to reform them with a wave of his hand, as though the burn had never happened.

He thinks sometimes about the way humans count their years: one day every year marks a precious point in their short life spans. They celebrate. They feast. He thinks that if he cared for the idea, he’d like to remember the taste of a smooth red fruit a human had plucked from a tree for him, once.

It had been so crisp, and so sweet.

AMA, Tumblr, Instagram Live

Who are the First Elves?

AE: First Elves are startouch elves, or possibly a subset of startouch elves...

When did the idea of Aaravos come up? How early in the planning of the saga did you guys come up with him?

AE: Justin and I came up with Aaravos very very early. In the early stages we referred to him as "Mirror Mage." We always knew he would be the secret long-game mystery villain... Aaron

Is the Key of Aaravos actually the key of where he was imprisoned?

AE & JR: We can’t tell you.

JR: We don’t even know. We haven’t even discovered the answer yet.

AE: We know! Actually, that was one of the first things we knew at the very beginning. We’ll get to it.

Did Aaravos create dark magic?

AE: No, it was discovered not created. Did Aaravos turn them onto it or help them discover it? That’s very possible. Whether Aaravos played a role in developing their ability to do dark magic. Exploring the possibilities of dark magic.

How could Avizandum (Thunder) imprison such a powerful creature as Aaravos? Can archdragons do such magic or who helped him? This required some collaboration between archdragons and elves

Were you surprised by all the thirsty reactions to Aaravos? Judging from everyone who worked on the show and their reactions, no we weren't surprised :)

Where is Aaravos walking in epsiode 6? And how and where did he a get a horse?

Aaravos can basically make Viren “see” him however he wants, so he chose to appear on the back of a purple horse. There was actually a line in there at one point that we had to cut for time that clarified a bit more heavily -- Viren grumbles at him, “Must you appear... that way?” as Aaravos is floating in the air, and Aaravos replies, “Ah, I can appear more naturally if you’d like,” and then he flips backwards onto the horse as you see in scene in episode 6. :P

which FFXIV classes would the rest of the cast be?

Aaravos - mysterious benevolent ascian

Interviews

There is no Startouch elf society as they’re not numerous enough.

Hot Brown Morning Potion Ep 5

Hypothetically, if Aaravos knew about his own fandom, how would he feel about them?

AE: He takes a special interest in humans, so he would be very pleased that humans appreciate him.

Wondercon 2019 panel Q&A

“The goal of healing and rebuilding the world is going to be a hard one, and especially a hard one when Aaravos, who may have been one of the mysterious forces who pushed the world into this situation, now seems to be on the cusp of returning or trying to return to the world.”

Inverse Season 4 interview

“Practical usable powerful magic, is drawn from the six Primal Sources, but there’s this idea that there’s this kind of earlier, less differentiated power. A kind of magic that’s deeper and more, (I don’t want to kind of say what all of them are). It’s not that important now. It has more to do with the history of beings and interactions and now I feel like I’m talking crazy, but Aaravos cares about some of this stuff and it’s funny, people have worked on a speech in season 5 where he kind of goes into some of this.”

...

“I think he’s complicated. I mean it’s, I think there’s a part of him that is kind, that is generous, that is giving and I think there’s a part of him that is arrogant and desiring to be, you know, worshipped and revered...

He never lies, I don’t know if he’s never lied about anything, if you understand where he’s coming from, he’s not lying about anything. But you don’t necessarily know where he’s coming from. He never lies, he always tells the truth. You’ve heard us talk about Aaravos before, is it Lucifer or Prometheus, who has a relationship with humanity and the gifts and sharing that he has historically have been, you know, you can interpret it differently.”

...

Q: We know he’s mastered all the primal sources, it that like could all of us do that or just him?

A: He’s very special.

Cartoon Universe Season 3 interview

kn: What’s your favorite Greek myth? AE: There are so many intriguing myths to choose from – I think if I have to choose I would say the Prometheus myth. The titan stole fire and gave it to humans, elevating them – and was punished by the gods for this. I feel like there are parallels to the biblical story of the serpent tempting Eve to eat the apple, and its effect on humanity… and the comparisons are sort of fascinating. I am interested in both the mythic/divine messenger who stole/shared these gifts with humanity, and the story of what humans chose to do once they had these gifts.

Korranews interview

Can I just jump back for a minute to the Star elves, can you talk a little bit about them?

Richmond: We can tell you their name, so they’re Startouch elves, is the type of elf they are and kind of no. [Laughs] They’re super, duper rare, they’re very mystical and we have a lot of plans for them, but that’s kind of all I want to give you. Ehasz: They’re mystical, mysterious - the mystical, mysterious Mr. Aaravos. [Laughs] Richmond: That’s the spinoff. [Laughs] Ehasz: Yeah, they are more - I mean, they’re Star Elves and they’re more associated with the heavens and they’re not immortal, but they have more of a time scale that is more like the stars than other elves, so they’re a little bit removed and big picture, but Star Elves have a, I mean, they’re part of mystery and myth and we’re going to meet one this season. I love the actor who plays him is Erik Todd Dellums, who I worked with on Avatar [the Last Airbender] who has an amazing voice and he’s perfect to embody a character like this and we’re excited about this character. We hope the audience is intrigued and ready for more.

Screenrant Season 2 interview

Going back to Aaravos for one second. We’re assuming there’s a reason why he seems to be telling this story — we see his hands at the beginning of each episode in the opening sequence. AE: Yeah, so he’s a Startouch Elf, and they are closest to the heavens of the elves. They’re kind of the most god-like, in the sense of they span much more time than more Earth-bound or Xadia-bound elves. So yeah, he has this thousand year perspective. This kind of mythic role. So he’s like this mythic character who now, suddenly, is kind of popping up in this contemporary story. JR: And obviously, he’s bad enough that they tried to literally erase him from the books. AE: He’s complicated. JR: He’s interesting enough that they tried to erase him from the books. AE: He’s disliked. That’s not the same as bad.

Hyperable season 2 interview

“The name of a very important person to Aaravos will be in the map of a novel, but it will be a long time before you know what that means,” Ehasz said. “A lot of his motivation comes from that relationship.”

Hyperable Season 3 interview (Possible names on the map are Skall’s Hook, the Ruins of Elarion, and Mount Kalik).

The team also teased The Orphan Queen, a new story they hope to tell in the series, books or even in a feature film, which follows a young human girl who starts from nothing and grows up without parents. She takes a dangerous journey to Xadia and ends up saving the world. She’s also Ezran’s first royal ancestor. Ehasz and Richmond said the idea was born when they were imagining where the Key of Aaravos comes from.

Ehasz and Richmond also dug into the timeline of Xadia, and how certain eras will impact both the books and the series. Five thousand years ago, Xadia was in its “mythical, Biblical first days,” a time long before elves and dragons were allied in which humans suffered and struggled. The “rise of Elarion” came around 2,000 years before the events of the series, and saw humans find their way to magic. Around 1200 years ago finds the arch dragon of sun, Sol Regem, as king of the dragons during this era, when dark magic became problematic and humans poached magical creatures for their parts. Shortly after came the division of Xadia. The next big turning point for the world was 300 years before the series, a time Ehasz and Richmond dub “the era of Avizandum.” Two stories they want to tell take place during this era: The Fallen Star and The Orphan Queen. We don’t know anything about The Fallen Star yet ... but we will. The team noted that history will one day know the modern era as “The Return of Aaravos.”

Polygon season 3 interview

Concept Art

Dorothy Yang’s design 'Fallen Star.’ Check out more of her work on ArtStation.

When they were first brainstorming ideas for the show Aaravos had a blindfold, but that was scrapped for being “too on the nose.” This is Giancarlos Volpe’s early sketches that he posted on Twitter.

[powerwordsleep]

Sasuke Retsuden (Unofficial English Translation)

I’ve decided to do my own take on translating Sasuke Retsuden. It’s a long novel and difficult, so this will be a slow work in progress. As such I will be posting chapter by chapter updates here until the whole novel is finished and I can compile it in one document. 

DISCLAIMER: This is not an official translation and was not made for profit or distribution. This translation was fan-made and done for purely enjoyment and translation practice purposes. I do not own the rights to NARUTO or any of the related materials. 

Authors: Kishimoto Masashi and Esaka Jun Binding: Takahashi Kenji (Tera Engine) Editing Cooperation: Soeda Yohei (Tsubame Productions) Publishing Office: Shueisha Co. 101-8050 Tokyo, Chiyoda, Hitotsubashi 2-5-10 Printing Office: Kyodo Printing Co. Ltd. ©2019 M. Kishimoto/J. Esaka

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST THIS ANYWHERE ELSE. THIS IS MY WORK, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Character Introduction

Uchiha Sasuke: The master of the kekkei-genkai, the Sharingan. Member of Team 7 and husband of Sakura. 

Uchiha Sakura: Master of medical ninjutsu. Member of Team 7 and wife of Sasuke. 

Zansur: Director of the Astronomy Research Institute. Has apparently accepted an important mission from the minister of the country Redaku. 

Menō: A giant lizard prison guard who monitors the Astronomy Research Institute.

Jiji: A prisoner who shares a room with Sasuke and is doing manual labor for the Astronomy Research Institute.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Prologue

He can’t sleep. The man pressed his thin body to the chilly sheets. Inside the room his breath is white, and no matter how much he wraps the comforter that doesn’t fully cover him around his body, the shaking and shivering of his chest can’t be stopped.

He’s sleeping in sweat and dirt stained thin bedding. Soon it will be a half-moon. Every time he sleeps the bruises all over his body increase, so he never can feel rested. If he could sleep a little in an area with no draft, it would be enough. 

With feelings of bitterness the man opened his heavy eyelids and strained his eyes, surveying the dark room. Six adults sleep huddled in a small corner of the six-mat tatami room. In this place it’s natural for a newcomer such as himself to be allotted the coldest part of the room, with no room for objections or arguments. He shifted on the hard floor and let out a pained moan. 

“Damn it. Why is this happening to me…” 

Before the half-moon, the man had been in a prison in the capital of Redaku. Even though there had been no freedom, minimum standards of living had been guaranteed, and it was safer and more comfortable than here. He had even thought about going back to commit another suitable crime when his sentence finished. However, one day it was suddenly decided that he was to be transferred. He was only told that he would be engaged in public works in the cold regions. Because it was physically demanding labor, only young and healthy prisoners would be allowed to do it. He was brought to an astronomy observation facility made of stone, built on the peak of a desolate mountain range. 

The Tartar Astronomy Research Institute. 

It is said to be a research institute with an ancient and honorable origin derived from Janmarū Tartar—an astronomist of folklore legend who lived at the same time as the Rokudō Sennin. But he didn’t care about that. The issue was that this place was below freezing even in early springtime. And no matter how he thought about it, with the provided food, clothes, room and having to dig up cold dirt from morning to night without rest, it was an environment where livestock were treated better. 

“Why… is this happening to me?” 

He clenched his trembling teeth and squeezed the edge of the futon. Day after day of work, the skin of his palm peeled off and his nails became soiled with dirt. 

His crime was robbery and murder. Three years ago, on a winter’s day he had been having trouble finding something to eat. He broke into a house that caught his eye and stole everything of value. He left the young husband, wife, and two children bound in ropes and ran. Two days passed without anyone noticing them and they all froze to death. Since that’s how the four of them were killed he doesn’t count it as murder. He had no intention to kill; it was an accident. Generally, when he had no food to eat he stole from other houses. Was that not a case of legitimate self-defense? 

Why did I have to encounter those eyes?

Frustration swam like water in his chest. He was at his limit. The man decided while staring at the grooves in the ceiling—when dawn breaks, he’ll break out of prison. 

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The prisoners’ lives are managed by the sound of a gong. 

When the muffled clang signaling waking time reverberates throughout, the prisoners rise from bed like zombies and begin their day. They are always on time, because if they oversleep the patrolling guards offer no mercy when they catch them and force them to eat their batons. He wiped away the sleep from his eyes, and exited the room while yawning and scratching his rash covered arms.

Meals are served twice a day. The menu consisted only of messily stir-fried vegetables and wheat, and pork that looked suspicious to eat. The man lined up in the queue stretching out of the cafeteria and took a deep breath to quell his tumultuous feelings. Contrary to the heaviness and drowsiness lingering on his body, his nerves were clear and excited. Even as a man who walks in steps on his foot and another behind him spits phlegm out close to his ear, he doesn’t care. 

Today he'll leave here. He’s going to break out of prison. 

After securing his breakfast, the man looked around the room full of prisoners. If he’s going to escape, there’s someone he wants to invite. The shabby room was only a cafeteria in name, with rattling tables and chairs made from cut logs lined up. The man with the eyes was sitting in his usual seat by the window. 

Inmate number 487. Sasuke.

What is rare is his appearance rather than his name. Pure black hair and eyes. His face is finely chiseled and thin. The beauty of his nose stands out nicely on his profile, his features lined up perfectly on his face. No matter the angle, he looks like a painting come to life. If you looked at him up close you’d start to question whether you’re even of the same species. 

The fact that while he was born with such an appearance he was silent, unfriendly, and always cold and blunt like a cat, attracted attention from his surroundings. Despite that, because he was so strong that no one could raise a hand against him, he was a nuisance. On the day Sasuke arrived, a group of longtime prisoners immediately went to mess with the curious newcomer, and in a second their joints were severed and they were groveling on the ground. Looking down on the men crying in pain, the warning that came from Sasuke’s mouth was simple. 

“Don’t get in my way.”

For most of the prisoners Sasuke was someone hard to get close to. It was the same for this man too, of course, but it was strange to think that when he escaped today he would be able to speak his mind like normal. 

The man seated himself in front of Sasuke and opened his mouth.

“U-um,” Although his voice had been strong and burning with a fighting spirit when he imagined this, in reality it came out trembling and weak as he spoke.

“U-uh, you’re also… a-a shinobi, yeah?”

Sasuke moved his gaze from outside the window to the man facing him. 

“What do you want?”

“I-I’m also a shinobi. I’m from the Land of Wind. I never graduated from the academy and was abandoned by my parents… and I eventually ended up in this country. I can still control my chakra. Watch!” 

Using chakra, he attached the tip of a chopstick to his finger and shook it around for him to see. When he looked determinedly back at Sasuke, he had already lost interest and his black eyes had returned to gazing out the window. 

He’s ignoring me?

Sticking out his tongue, the man glared at Sasuke. 

If he got imprisoned in such a backwater country then he’s probably not that great of a shinobi either.

Sasuke was staring intently out the window while using his chopsticks in beautiful form, dexterously eating bamboo shoots and strawberries that had been arranged together in triangles on a crushed iron plate. He was an unfriendly man, but unknowingly to him his behavior was revealing his growing kindness, little by little. Among the human trash that made up the prisoners, Sasuke was clearly different. 

He waited for Sasuke to finish his meal and then broached the subject. “W-will you join me?” He was nervous and stammered out his words. 

“What do you mean?”

“Escape. I-I’m going to run away from here. Y-you can also use chakra, right? Um, w-we can climb the wall and run away.” 

The Astronomy Research Institute was surrounded on all four sides by a wall made of stone about ten meters high. Looking at it from below it seemed tall, but with chakra it was climbable. 

“I’ve a-already had enough. Y-you have too, right?”

Sasuke stared at the man, expressionless. 

“What do you know about me?”

“I know that you are not a normal person, at least.” Finally, he was able to speak until the end without stuttering. 

How on earth a man like Sasuke ended up in a place like this he could not figure out. Still, he didn’t think he was satisfied with the dull day-to-day manual labor of this place. 

“Let’s run away together. After this everyone will be going to their morning work shift, yeah? We can use that as cover and cross over the wall.” 

“Forget it. Outside the wall it’s nothing but wasteland. The closest village is two days on foot from here. You’ll end up dying.”

“But you can gather tons of wild plants and nuts, which is way better than what we can eat here. Also, look, there’s this mist out today. Now is the only time we could sneak past Menō’s eyes—”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Sasuke said shortly and with a glance out the window, he gathered his empty plate and stood up. Prisoners who were standing around talking in the narrow passage panicked as they saw Sasuke approaching and rushed to the sides to give him room. 

“Don’t you want to get out of here?!” 

The man ran up and latched onto his arm, but Sasuke easily freed it from his grip.

“Sorry, but I came here because I wanted to.” 

“... What?” 

Here? He wanted to come here?

The man was left taken aback as Sasuke exited the cafeteria. He waited until he could no longer see Sasuke’s form and then kicked the leg of a table in anger. 

Idiot. Whatever. He can rot in this shithole place forever. I’m going to be free. 

The man gathered his plate full of a messy breakfast and stomped out into the hallway. He cast a backwards glance at the prisoners scattered about sitting and chatting, then continued on outside to look upon the wall on the prison grounds. There was still time before the morning shift started. The chances of patrols coming out here should be low. No one guards the fence. Unlike actual prisons, the patrols here basically only work security. They’re not concerned about people who can’t even climb a ten-meter wall. 

That’s too bad. I can climb it. 

The man placed his hand upon the smooth stone wall. Recalling the lessons from his past, he gathered chakra and concentrated it in his palm. There was a sensation of it sticking precisely to the stone surface. The man started crawling up the wall like a frog.

In the distance he could hear a commotion from the other prisoners. It had only been a few minutes since he started climbing. There should be few people outside at this time. The head guard and the other patrols should be having breakfast in the main building. 

It’s fine. You can do it. Climb up before you’re found. Menō will appear at some point. 

His body was lighter than he imagined. He’d already climbed about halfway but wasn’t tired. He could keep climbing for another hour. 

There was the sound of gravel and sand being stepped on. The man looked over his shoulder and met yellow eyes. A chill went down his spine.

He’d been found. It was Menō. 

This is bad, this is bad, this is bad—I have to escape quickly!

In his panic the man lost control of his chakra. The hand touching the wall slipped off and his body floated in midair. 

I’m falling, he thought. Then a burning pain erupted in his torso, his blood pressure dropping suddenly. As he lost consciousness, he met the unmistakable eyes of Menō, sinking his teeth deep into his chest.

[tommykinkard]

The Molina Family Pets

JATP Characters and their pets part 1

So @waterisntreal asked me what the JATP character’s pets would be and their names and it was supposed to be a fun answer that might’ve been a little long but then it turned into this giant that is now a series of posts that I will be making about all of the character’s pets. 

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Julie- For some reason i’m seeing Julie having a black cat (maybe bc i like to headcanon her as a witch but doesn’t know it. oh wait it could also be bc of the askblogs rp) she also has three puppies in the form of her ghostly bandmates. And there’s the family dog (which i’ll elaborate on later). Back to her cat, at first I was thinking, ‘Luna’, but then I decided to go with ‘Melody’. I can see Julie rescuing Melody when she was like 12. She kept on hearing the black cat meow in what seemed to be a beautiful tune outside of the studio, when she finally find the little furball, she immediately connected with it and gently carried it as she ran to her parents out of breath all the way to the kitchen, asking them in between breaths if she could keep it. After they went to the vet and saw that she wasn’t tagged, she gave Melody all the medical attention that she needed and took her home that night, with all of the cat stuff galore. While Julie was dealing with her mom dying, Melody was right there beside all of the time and got even more protective of Julie then usual. When Julie is with her phantom boys, at first Melody would hiss at them (not sure if she could actually see them or just notice that something was off) but Reggie is very good with animals (i’ll get to that in my other post) and get Melody’s attention by playing with her and her little jingle toy balls (idk what they’re called but my own black cat that i used to have them) which helped get them connected. So much so that Reggie could actually touch Melody and start petting her. Reggie is naturally Melody’s favorite but she eventually warmed up to Luke and Alex, especially when Luke sings/plays music/write songs with Julie. Oh and Melody is always there when the band practices. Also, I can see Alex and Melody have like a love/hate relationship which the boys find hilarious. They’re like ‘dude it’s a cat’ and Alex is like ‘an evil cat!’ but then not too long after that they get along with Melody stopping hissing at her. But then, a little after that they go back to hating each other. Why? idk man idk man. All I know is that they have like a sour patch kid relationship where it’s like “first they’re sour then they’re sweet kinds thing’. Anyways, yeah sum up, Julie has a black cat named Melody who helped her through so much, especially her mom dying, and the boys eventually get along with her with Reggie the most and Alex the least lol. 

Carlos- for some reason I see him having a lizard, more specifically an iguana. it like...just really fits to me? idk why but it does. The iguana’s name is Waldo, bc Carlos kept on loosing him when he first got him and iguanas can hide in plain sight. Carlos loves Waldo very much and tells Waldo everything, things he doesn’t even tell his family. I’m kinda imagining their bond being a little like Phineas’ and Perry’s in Phineas and Ferb. Also, like Alex, Carlos has a very sour patch kid relationship with Melody as well. Mostly bc when Carlos first got Waldo, Melody trying to attack/eat him. Carlos is extra protective of Waldo when it comes to Melody. It’s caused a lot of sibling squabbles between Carlos and Julie bc of it lol. Carlos gets along with the family dog though bc he either wasn’t born or a baby when they got the dog and Carlos loves her very much. 

Ray- He doesn’t really have a pet of his own, but the family dog is basically his, even though every one takes turns takes turn feeding her and taking care of her. Her name is Dahlia is a giant dog who’s older. I’m thinking that they’ve had her since Julie was young and Carlos was like two. I’m thinking that Dahlia is like a mix between lots of different dogs, who Rose and Ray rescued when they were driving home one day with the kids in the back of the van and saw her on the street looking worse for wear. They cleaned her up and helped her and when they took her to the vet and the vet officially told them that she was a stray, they gave her all the medical attention that she needed and took her home bc the family already got attached (Julie brought this back up when she wanted to keep Melody and of course it worked). Rose named her Dahlia bc Dahlia’s a resilient like her (which is a major reason why Rose loves Dahlia’s so much). When Rose got sick, they officially made Dahlia an emotional support dog. Again, Dahlia is everyone’s dog but she was was always closest to Rose (especially when she was sick). And when Rose died, Dahlia was a great emotional support pet to everyone, but is closest to Ray and helps him a lot as he still grieves his wife. Dahlia sometimes does sleep in the other’s beds/rooms, (especially when they’re having a particular bad day/night and if Melody allows it when it comes to Julie) but she usually sleeps on Ray’s bed/in her dog bed in Ray’s room. 

[my-miraculous-headcanons]

Kim Possible AU

In which Marinette is in gymnastics, is childhood friends with Adrien, and somehow became an agent-for-hire when someone accidentally dialed her number to call for help instead of actual, professionally trained agents. That’s right, they called a preteen for help, didn’t have the time to call anyone else, and rolled with it.

Also Adrien is a total goofball with a hairless cat. He still has both his parents, who start out overprotective but gradually loosen the reigns when it becomes clear that his friend will keep him safe.

(The reason I put gymnastics and not cheerleading is because I’m pretty sure that’s an exclusively American thing? Besides, gymnastics kind of makes more sense, skillset-wise.)

Origins

     • Marinette took gymnastics since she was seven, mainly because her clumsiness had been turning into a bit of a problem. (Parents start to get worried when their child’s having genuine physical difficulty in not hurting themselves. They thought gymnastics would help her learn balance, and also allow her to burn off some of her natural childlike energy.) By the age of eleven, Marinette is the best in her class, and is thinking about entering competitions.

     • Adrien is Marinette’s childhood best friend. Along with gymnastics, Marinette also started taking ballet, which is where the two met. Adrien was taking ballet because both his parents had taken it, and also because he thought it would be fun. Since he’d been taking it longer than Marinette, he helped her out in class, and the two have been inseparable ever since.

     • Adrien helped Marinette build a website to help get her name out there when they were eleven. They took videos of her doing a couple moves, and added a contact number. Unfortunately, (or, rather fortunately, actually,) Marinette’s number is very similar to a number for a group of agents who do pretty dangerous, life-saving jobs. 

     • Marinette’s first call is from a man requesting for help at a rather big bank in Paris, not far from her house. Being eleven, she doesn’t really understand that this is probably something she should inform the police, rather than handle herself. So, she and Adrien (who she sneaks out of his house) rush over, and save the day themselves.

     • Adrien had videotaped the impressive gymnastics Marinette had pulled off in order to safely get through the security lasers and shut them off. After that video was posted, she started getting calls on a much more regular basis, all from people in need of help. It wasn’t the sort of attention she was looking for when making the website, but she can’t deny she doesn’t love her new job.

The Present

     • By the ages of 16, Marinette and Adrien have travelled all over the world, gaining favors from a bunch of grateful individuals, and are pretty dang famous. They aren’t necessarily given special privileges at school, but if things are urgent, then they’re allowed to leave and makeup missing work online. 

     • Adrien is still a model, still plays piano, still takes Chinese, and still does a lot of different sports. On his own, he’s actually pretty famous. However, in this world, it’s pretty much impossible for him to display the ‘perfect, gentlemanly son’ persona when most of the world has seen videos of him screaming at the top of his lungs, running around in his underwear because somehow his pants got pulled off again. Yeah, he’s a straight A student with the classic, rich people training, but he’s still an utter dork and everyone knows it.

     • Marinette, while still taking gymnastics, has lost interest in making it a life career when she already sort of does it already. She’s picked up other interests, one of them being fashion design when Adrien had introduced her to what goes on behind the scenes in his workplace. She’s good at designing stylish, yet very practical outfits, and made uniforms for herself and Adrien for their ‘side jobs’ as agents-for-hire. 

     • While Adrien isn’t necessarily incompetent, he’s more of the ‘do first, think later’ type of guy when it comes to their dynamic, which often leaves Marinette to do the planning and problem-solving. At this point, it’s kind of abundantly obvious that, while Adrien is academically more profound, Marinette is vastly more analytical, and probably has a ridiculously high IQ if they ever bothered to check. 

     • There isn’t a main villain. Papillion doesn’t exist because Gabriel is completely aware of what his son is doing, still has his darling wife, and has literally no reason to waste his money on illegal activities. He’s a big name in the fashion world, it’s not like he’s looking for world domination or something stupid like that.

     • (I’m sure you’re wondering why the fuck Gabriel Agreste would let his only son go off on dangerous adventures like that on a daily. Well, he didn’t at first, but over time Marinette proved to be a more effective bodyguard than Adrien’s actual bodyguard, so he became more chill. Also, Adrien’s the face of his company, and with all the brave and daring things he’s done alongside Marinette, his popularity ratings are through the roof. Son has fun, is well-taken care of, still performs exceptionally in all his extracurriculars, and does well by the family business? It’s a win-win on all sides.)

     • I would make Lila Shego, except Shego is an actually likeable villain who’s genuinely smart, badass, and fun to watch. So, idk who Shego is, definitely not any of the catty girl rivals Marinette has to put up with, but you can’t have a Kim Possible AU without Shego, so she’s definitely in there. 

     • Max is probably Wade. Honestly makes the most sense, but here’s a suggestion: Max and Kim are the ones who contact Marinette when she has a mission. Max is great with numbers, technology, etc, but Kim’s expertise in completely random shit like sports, terrain, and necessary gear needed for specific situations makes him a valuable asset to the team.

     • We all know who Chloé is going to be, I don’t even need to say it but I will anyways. Say hello to our Bonnie, everyone. She was probably in that ballet class with Marinette and Adrien too, years ago. 

     • While Tom Dupain is still a baker, in this AU Sabine Cheng went on to pursue her dream as a literal rocket scientist, and succeeded. So, Sabine is basically Dr. James Timothy Possible. 

     • Adrien has a hairless cat named Plagg. His father is allergic to fur, and Adrien’s allergic to feathers, so he was sort of limited to pets like fish or lizards, neither of which he really wanted. He found Plagg outside gorging himself on camembert by a dumpster. Having been previously a street cat, Plagg’s growth was stunted, so he stayed pretty small.

     • Luka is obviously Josh Mankey. Marinette and Luka date for a while, but eventually break up on mutual terms due to him not being able to handle some of the dangerous things that pop up in her life often. While he doesn’t panic when things go south, he’s not really physically equipped to protect himself... He’s a musician, not a fighter.

     • Listen, y’all can fight me, Marinette’s longest relationship before finally getting together with Adrien is going to be with Kagami. Kagami handles the dangerous things that go on in Marinette’s life perfectly well, and they date for several months. Eventually, they do break up, but still remain good friends. (This is the period in which Adrien realises he’s jealous of Kagami, and has feelings for Marinette.)

Get Together

     • For those of you who haven’t watched Kim Possible, (and honestly what the hell are you even doing with your life if you haven’t,) Kim and Ron get together at a school dance (prom, but I don’t think prom exists in France,) and share a slow dance with each other. Uhhh so basically think Despair Bear, except Adrien and Marinette are wearing fancy clothes, just got together, and share a kiss in the end.

     • Marinette had recently broken up with Kagami before the dance, and is a little upset over not having a date when she already made herself a dress. Adrien is dealing with his realisation that he likes Marinette romantically, but keeps quiet about it and gives her a shoulder to cry on because she’s hurt, and he’s not going to take advantage of that. He suggests they go to the dance together as friends.

     • Kagami is there, and Adrien confronts her as to why she had broken up with the most amazing girl in Paris. She tells him that she came to the conclusion that, though she loved Marinette with all her heart, Marinette clearly had someone else as her #1. Kagami was sick of having to compete for that position when the other person didn’t even need to try. Adrien is left baffled by this.

     • Marinette overhears this as she’s walking over to ask Adrien for a dance. Kagami looked past Adrien’s shoulder, directly into Marinette’s eyes, and smiled knowingly. Then she walked away, sipping at her drink. 

     • Adrien turns around, pretty green eyes latching onto hers, and Marinette immediately understands what Kagami had meant. A slow song comes on, and she asks him to dance. Things fall in place from there.

     • (Of course, after they’ve kissed and become a couple, some dumb villain is going to inevitably crash the party and try to kill Marinette, as usual, but they deal with it like they always do.)

Alright that’s the end! This was an almost completed draft of mine I had, and since I’ve been lacking on content recently, I thought I’d quickly polish this up a bit and post it. I also have some other completed things I could polish up on, but eh, don’t feel like it right now. Enjoy!

(And maybe tell me how you’d imagine your favourite KP episode would go with Marinette and Adrien as the protagonists instead!)

[sweetteaanddragons]

How to Train Your (Evil) Dragon

A/N: I’d been wanting to write this for a while, and the five sentence prompt I recently wrote finally pushed me over the edge. Definite thanks is owed to the actual HtTYD.

Also, fair warning, this gets progressively crackier as it goes on.

. . . 

Dear Mother,

Someday, I’ll find a way to actually send these to you.

In the meantime, interesting news continues to accumulate! We ran into an exciting new creature on patrol this morning that looked something like a lizard, if a lizard happened to be the size of a horse. I’d include a sketch, but I’m afraid my drawing skills are as dismal as you remember.

My skills with the sword, however, are better than ever - I was able to drive the beast off before anyone was more than slightly injured! I think it may lose one leg entirely. Unfortunately, our pursuit failed, and I was not able to finish it off, but there is another patrol planned for tomorrow; perhaps I can find it then.

There is still no news from Turgon and Aredhel, but as I recently assured Father, that is no reason to fear the worst. If the worst had come to past, surely the Enemy would have found some way to taunt us with it.

I wish dearly that Father would let me go in search of them, but he insists he needs me here. I confess, I feel better keeping him in sight as well  - 

In better news, Maedhros’s letter has arrived after all; later than I expected, but the news in it is good, and my fears are much allayed. We are holding the line, and that’s the most important thing.

I hope you don’t worry too much.

All my love, 

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

I have found the beast! A minor rockfall down by the river pinned its tail and has kept it trapped. When I found it, it had given up hope of pulling itself free and was sulking about it. It looked rather more like a cat than anything else, and I almost laughed.

. . . Which brings us to my next point.

It just looked so helpless, lying there like that, and I’d gotten a bit separated from the rest of the patrol - don’t look at me like that, I was perfectly safe - and it just felt, well, wrong to kill it. When else will we have an opportunity like this, to see if we can save one of the beasts Morgoth has corrupted? Don’t I have a duty to try?

And no, before you ask, this has nothing to do with the whispers I’ve been hearing about thralls -

I promise this will end better than the bear cub I brought home in Aman. And the fox. And that hawk.

This time, everything will work out perfectly.

I’ve started by feeding it fish.

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

Day Three of my new project! I am now almost certain that my new friend is male, and he has stopped hissing at me when I approach. Admittedly, this is probably because I continue to bring him fish, but still: progress!

Between the need to actually fish for the fish, for lack of a better phrase, and my attempts to train the horse-lizard (definitely need a better phrase), this has been taking up a larger portion of my time than is easy to conceal from Father. He has been starting to make jokes that are not actually jokes about my riding off into the unknown like Turgon. I’m not sure what to tell him. I want to be further into my project before I try to sell him on it.

So I tried to drop hints that I was actually sneaking away to have the kind of assignations that might eventually end in grandchildren, which successfully distracted him.

If this continues long enough, I might actually have to find a baby somewhere.

I can picture you laughing at me. I wish you were here.

I will try to come up with a better name than lizard-horse soon. I also need a name for this specific lizard-horse, which I admit is harder than I thought it would be. Maybe I can come up with a sneaky way to ask Maedhros to ask Maglor. Celegorm might also be of some help - with the training, not the naming - but I’m pretty sure he still isn’t speaking with me. According to Maedhros, this is because the last time they met, Aredhel wasn’t speaking to him, so now that she’s disappeared, I have to fill in as a proxy.

No, it doesn’t make sense to me either.

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

Day 12 of my project! I am spared of calling my new friend a horse-lizard by the wit of one of the people who was on patrol with me; she has taken to calling it a dragon, and I like the sound of it so well that I’ve decided to adopt it. My particular dragon I have decided to call Glaurung.

He gave me a bit of a fright today when he unexpectedly breathed out sparks while I was doing my best to mend his leg, but there was no true harm done, and I think he looked a bit sorry afterwards. He is beginning to look genuinely happy to see me when I come, and I harbor some small, probably foolish, hope that it’s not just excitement for the fish.

Father has begun to poke around to try to find out just who I’m having assignations with; I might actually have to start courting someone to satisfy him.

Or I could come clean, I suppose, but my other idea sounds easier. No luck finding a suitable and available baby to claim so far, but my efforts continue unabated!

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

Glaurung can talk! He said his very first word today! It was “fish.” I am very proud and am now attempting to get him to say my name. The first letters are the same; how hard could it be?

I stay longer and longer to sit and talk with him now. Hopefully it will help him learn to speak. Once he can actually hold a conversation, I feel I can present him to Father. 

I’m more hesitant than ever to do so before I can be sure how Father will react. He would be perfectly right to be cautious, of course, but I hate the thought of having to see Glaurung dead. I feel responsible for him now, and I want to protect him if I can, as ridiculous as that may seem directed towards a being that successfully started a fire for me yesterday.

In other news, Glaurung apparently now prefers his fish cooked.

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

I have finally freed Glaurung from where his tail was pinned. I confess I had some lingering fear that he would attack or at least wander off, but now that I see the damage, that concern has lessened greatly. He will need a good deal of help before he is ready to do that.

Please don’t worry. I’m being very careful, I promise.

In unrelated news, I discovered dragons can purr if you pet them just exactly right.

All my love,

Fingon

. . . 

Dear Mother,

Glaurung did a bad thing today.

He has been growing at an incredible rate, and I’m afraid my fishing skills are struggling to keep up with him. Today he wanted more fish when all I had left was the one I had intended for my own lunch. When I told him no, the strangest look came over his eyes, and suddenly I found myself bringing him the fish anyway despite my intention.

Fortunately, I snapped out of it before I could actually give him the fish, and I suppose no great harm would have come of it even I had, but the incident still alarms me. His fire is getting stronger. What if this does too?

Well, hopefully I can train it out of him. Immediately after I snapped out of it, I poured the bucket of water I’d brought him over his nose, and he reacted exactly as a cat would, sputtering and indignant, so that will be my new strategy: All misbehavior will be greeted with a liberal application of water. Perhaps I’ll see if one of the artisans can create something a little more manageable for the task than a bucket.

On the bright side, his language skills are improving! He asked for that fish in a full sentence. I’m very proud. Is this what parenting feels like?

Meanwhile, I think Father has questioned every eligible Noldorin woman in Hithlum. Presumably he’ll move on to the Sindar next; I don’t know what he’ll do when he runs out of those.

Possibly I should have come up with a different excuse.

Maedhros’s next letter has arrived, by the way. I referred to my project very discreetly in my last to him, but apparently it was not discreet enough, because he sounded rather alarmed. I’m torn between telling him the whole truth and obfuscating so he doesn’t feel the need to lie to Father on my behalf. 

I’ll just tell him I’ve gotten a cat. A very large cat. That breathes fire.

Maybe not that last part.

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

I now have a special bottle that sprays water when I push a little trigger at the top. I like it very much, and after extensive and absolutely necessary practice on various rocks, I have taken to carrying it with me when I go see Glaurung. Unfortunately, this has proven necessary. Twice more he has attempted that eye trick, both times in attempts to get more fish, but after the last attempt he seemed resigned to failure. I also take heart from the fact that he is now fully healed and could easily leave to survive on his own, but instead he has stayed here, seemingly perfectly content to stay with me. In fact, I’ve had to use the spray bottle once or twice to keep him from following me back to the fort.

(I am getting increasingly tempted to use the spray bottle on Father whenever he brings up the woman I am supposedly seeing, but I doubt I would find as good a result. In hindsight, I really should have found a different excuse to use.)

In cheerier news, I can have full conversations with Glaurung now! His own contributions remain simple, but he is improving greatly.

I also have a confession to make: I told you that I was teaching him to speak. I did not tell you that I was teaching him Quenya.

Keeping that secret from you of all people was spectacularly pointless, I know, seeing as you aren’t actually reading these, but I was afraid to commit the words to paper in case these were ever found.

You have to understand, it just seemed so natural! I was alone, doing something secret, so naturally I would use -

Well. I suppose when Father finds out, the sticking point about the dragon will probably not be what language he speaks. On the other hand, when Thingol finds out . . . 

Maybe I should start teaching him Sindarin.

All my love,

Fingon

. . .

Dear Mother,

I have a baby!

Admittedly, I’m increasingly concerned about the provenance of said baby, but Caranthir’s not talking, and Father’s already seen the baby, so it’s too late to back out now.

. . . Though maybe I should back up just a little.

You see, a few letters ago, I’d mentioned to Maedhros that I needed a baby, mostly because I was too tired to think about what I was writing, and then the messenger took it before I could -

Anyway. Maedhros, being the supportive cousin that he is - and also, notably, having survived Feanor’s determination to have 49 grandchildren at minimum - assumed that I had legitimate reasons to want said baby: Namely, Father pressuring me to get to work preserving the line of Finwe by providing more heirs.

Which shouldn’t be necessary but given that we still don’t know what happened to Turgon, Aredhel, and little Idril - 

Which, to be fair to Maedhros, was much more sensible than what was actually going on.

In my defense, I didn’t actually expect Maedhros to - to do whatever it is he did. I thought he would commiserate a little, maybe, and that would be the end of it.

But no. Caranthir is here with the horses he wants to trade for some of our stock, and he brought with him the tiniest, most perfect baby I’ve ever seen.

I’m going to call him Gil-Galad.

I know, I know! I shouldn’t be naming the baby before I’m sure I’ll get to keep him, and I shouldn’t decide I’m going to keep him before I can get Caranthir to cough up more than, “Don’t worry about it,” when I ask where he came from.

But Caranthir managed to smuggled the baby into my arms right before Father walked in, saw it, and jumped to the obvious conclusion, so if I do end up having to give the baby up, I’m going to have a lot of explaining to do.

Actually, I already have a lot of explaining to do because I might have panicked a little bit when Father saw me with the baby.

And by ‘panicked a little bit,’ I mean that when he said, “You have a baby?” I may have, possibly, blurted out, “I also have a dragon.”

So, as I write, Father’s getting kitted up to go meet said dragon.

Do you think Gil-Galah’s too young to come along?

All my love,

Fingon