#like kiddo what the heck is wrong with you

[transformers-spike]

(Not a request)

I’ve been like honestly thinking, what would certain bots call their little human partners? Like I could imagine TFA megs being “my darling” but like at the same time I don’t. Just a random ramble I hope you could help me out here bc it’s been on my mind for a while🥲

I've been discussing this question with @drunkeninlovesailor this morning and we've brainstormed a bunch - so keep in mind we've also come up with a bit of extra worldbuilding (since we don't always vibe with official sources) Honestly, it depends on how well a bot is acquainted with/willing to use human terms. TFA Megatron for example would only use "my darling" if he knows it terribly flusters the human. He obviously looks down on humanity (and this includes everyone but his human - whom he still looks down upon to a degree but shhhhh). If his planet's terms don't have the same impact, then "darling" it is. But if he were to use a Cybertronian term, he would go for "my spark" (meaning "person I cannot live without"). TFP Megatron always goes for something that's a thin line between affectionate and demeaning. Things like "little one" where you're really questioning if he views you as someone he loves or a glorified pet. To be fair he's weird with everyone - any affection he has is mixed with murderous intent. TFP Optimus would call you something that shows his respect and appreciation for you. Not big on nicknames, but I'm sure you can get him to adopt something - be it Cybertronian or human lingo TFP Bulkhead and Breakdown are well-acquainted with human media (thanks to Miko and Knock Out) - but the nicknames they choose are either obscure references or sickeningly sweet to a point it gets ridiculous. Are they aware of this? Mostly Bulkhead - Breakdown would call you cotton candy with a straight face because it's sweet so it must be affectionate, right? TFP Ratchet would refer to you as his associate and later friend until he finally figures out his feelings and admits to himself he's been pining for so long it's starting to take a toll on him. Then he'll start calling his human "my spark" in private, because he's old as balls. But also "sweetspark" if he's feeling playful. Although he's willing to adopt some human terms as well and lovingly mock you by using the most grotesquely cute nicknames when you're alone. TFP Starscream? Absolute disaster. He tries so hard but he's too self-aware about how weird it sounds to call you anything affectionate. Usually everything he uses sounds demeaning even if he starts them with "my" - ie: my fleshbag. Unless you're in private and he's feeling particularly generous, at which point he's going to see if he can use some of the human lingo he learned while scouring the internet. He's testing them out to see which ones work - this can either make or break your boner. He's trying to seduce you not call you his "honey bear" TFP Smokescreen is a virgin who's never been with anyone before (you can pry this headcanon from my cold dead hands) so he's navigating the land of pet names with even less experience. Don't let him use the internet though because he'll probably end up calling you his bitch and see nothing wrong with that. Cybertronian terms tend to be easier. He says sweetspark and acts smooth to impress you, but all it takes is a sultry voice and his entire system needs to reboot. TFP Knock Out has a good grip of human lingo and is the best at mixing human and Cybertronian nicknames. He can easily switch between sweetspark and love - my spark and darling. Heck if he wants to be a smug bitch he'll call you kid/kiddo by saying Newspark.

[aew-kun-age-regression]

How you cope..

Pairings: Caregiver!Captain John Price + Caregiver!Simon 'Ghost' Riley + Caregiver!John 'Soap' McTavish + Caregiver!Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick.

Summary: The team finds out you're a Regressor. Heck. You find out you're a Regressor. You had never known there was a name for it...

Warnings: Subtle hint that Ghost regresses (Soap as a CG), Regressor!Gaz mentioned, they're in a helicopter for this one so honoury Nikolai mention :D, Not really knowing what regression is, slipping after a mission, nicknames (Soldier, little one, kiddo, sweetheart), Ghost calls Soap Johnny.

(Gender Neutral Reader)

A/N - I do fully intend to write a part 2 to this!!!

‼️THIS IS NOT NSFW‼️

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The military was an interesting place, with this came different coping mechanisms be it working out till you drop or something else it was easy to dismiss what you'd see as long as the individual was coping.

As the Captain of the taskforce Price was acutely aware of how his team coped. (Mainly so he could help if needed and in some other cases so he knew that his family team were actually coping and not just ignoring their issues. Simon trained. He trained until he couldn't anymore which was when Soap would step in and comfort him. A lot of Soaps coping came from being able to comfort Simon, he thrived at being able to help his friends. And Gaz, well Gaz regressed and Price looked after him as his Caregiver.

That was probably why after a particularly hard mission on the helicopter ride back Price instantly noticed something was wrong. You had been awufully reserved, normally you'd be chatting with the team but that wasn't the case today. Originally everyone brushed it off as you just being tired, it wasn't unbelievable. The mission had been difficult, exhausting.

After a while of your had clumsily lolling to the side, bumping the wall of the hellicopter Price decides to speak up.

"Are you feeling okay Soldier..?"

"Fine Cap'tin..." You mumbled.

That had got everyone's attention. Even when tired you never slurred your words like that. It's then that it hits Price. You were regressing. Well actually more like you were regressed. He was used to this in his team, it was a coping mechanism that he had learnt briefly about before joining the military however upon Gaz struggling Price had learnt more so he would be able to help.

Price's tone turned fatherly (as though he didn't permanently sound like a dad)

"Are you feeling small..?"

You normally always shut down when you felt like this, it was easier to just sleep it off. Although you were well aware that it didn't really work.. You shrug wordlessly.

The others had been watching this interaction take place. Soap moved from where he had been sitting with Ghost, kneeling down infront of you. There was a gentle smile plastered on his face.

"Well what do we 'ave here? Jus' a wee little one?"

"Think that might be the case Johnny" Ghost replies, his voice somewhat softer than usual, although if you had been an outsider watching you'd never have noticed the slight change in tone.

Price got up and headed to the front of the helicopter, quickly conversing with Nikolai. When he came back he addressed everyone letting them know that it wouldn't be too much longer before you'd all be back at base.

It was now Gaz's turn to speak.

"Has this happened to you before kiddo?"

You nod but don't speak.

"Okayyy, do you have any items back at base?"

You give a confused head tilt, confused on what he meant by items"

"..things like plushies, paci's, colouring books.. things like that?"

This time you gently shake your head. Ghost sighs, he understands that...

Price then speaks up again.

"Well then we'll just have to change that, now won't we Sweetheart?"

[emolionsrawr]

buck: *slams his phone down on the table*

bobby: what's wrong kiddo?

buck: well chris' favourite animal at the moment is penguins and i was googling penguin facts so i could tell him about them when me and tommy take him to the zoo on saturday

bobby: and that made you slam your phone?

buck: well as i was googling penguin facts i found a picture of their mouths... bobby they have teeth going all the way down their throat, well actually it's not teeth like we have them they're backward facing flesh spines that help guide the fish down

bobby:... what the heck?

buck: yep! it looks terrifying! but a fun fact i did find was did you know the earliest penguin fossil was found in 61.6 million year old antartic rock! about 4-5 million years after the mass extinction of the dinosaurs waimanu manneringi stood upright and waddled like modern day penguins, but was more likely in the water, some fossil penguins were much larger than any living penguin today, reaching 4.5 feet tall!

bobby: oh wow, i think chris is gonna love that fact kid

buck: they also release air bubbles from their feathers which cuts the drag on their bodies, allowing them to double, and triple their swimming speed and quickly launch into the air

bobby: that's amazing buck, what else did you learn?

buck: well-

*alarm rings*

buck: damn it, tell you in the engine dad! *runs to the engine*

bobby:

bobby: did he just-

eddie: yeah, he did

bobby: *tears up*

[kidcanines]

papa’s cowboy kid ᯓ★ (headcannons for my imaginary papa)

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—DNI NSFW—

★ - calls me things that begin with sweet…(etc. sweet thing, sweet pea, sweet baby..) + kiddo, (little) love, (my) cowboy, baby, buddy, little dude, sunshine, cutie pie

★ - helps me wash my hands…will hike me up on his hip and lean me over the sink, put soap in his hand and then rub it over mine. “Scrub like this, baby…there we go, good job, love..”

★ - holds me close to his chest when I’m crying. Making sure my ear is near to his heart and lungs as a silent reminder to breathe. He doesn’t care if it messes up his flannel cause he’s got a bunch in his closet. Pats my back and runs his hands down my hair while bouncing up and down in an attempt to comfort. Briefly cradles my head to get a forehead kiss in.

★ - very patient when I’m learning new things. When I look to him for reassurance that I’m doing the right thing he gives me a sharp smile and a quiet thumbs up. When I’m finally done he picks me up and twirls me around in the air. “You did such a good job kid!!! What the heck?? I ain’t know I got a genius on my hands!!” When I get things wrong he ruffles my hair and crouches so that he can be at eye level. “It’s alright, alright? Ain’t no hurt, harm, or bad things gonna happen to you if you get some silly old questions wrong, okay? You did good sweat pea..”

★ - when we’re walking side by side he’ll grab my head and steer me into his side and keep me there for an indefinite amount of time.

★ - likes treating us to ice cream and all sorts of sweets and food, if I can’t finish it and get worried he’ll roll his eyes and put his hat over my own. “Don’t worry about finishing it okay? We can take it home n whenever you’re hungry you can eat it then.”

★ - coos at me and probably has a plethora of silly photos from when I was asleep

★ - likes to pick out my clothes for the day, but also likes when i put together ragtag things that clearly don’t match that he lets me wear around the house cuz I think I look good. All he can do is hold back his giggles as I pose confidently for the thousands of pictures he’s snapping

★ - loves holding my hand, even when we’re not crossing the street or he’s guiding me to be careful around cattle or horses. I hold two of his fingers when he’s busy talking to someone I don’t know (also having an iron grip on his pant leg as I furiously avoid being detected by said stranger)

★ - likes riding on the same horse with me, making sure I’m safe and comfy. But also knows that I like my independence. Helps tack up my horse, brushing her sides and making sure I’m careful when cleaning her hooves so I don’t hurt the horse or myself.

★ - loves putting me to sleep. Gathering the sheets to gently lay them over my shoulders. Rubbing my back and humming softly into the night. Goodnight forehead kisses and soft half hugs in the dead of night. Only for me to wake up and climb into his bed to cuddle.

[six-eyed-samurai]

Not canon to my storyline because Geto's younger brother can use Cursed Technique/see Cursed Spirits, and Geto murdered his parents for an entirely different reason, but alternatively Geto Jnr. could've ended up with Gojo instead...

In a way Geto was... relieved that one member of his family wasn't home that day and didn't join the two bodies lying on the ground.

He must still be at school, Geto assumed as he wiped off his hands. Did he really want to kill him though? He couldn't let him live either, not when he wasn't a Jujutsu sorcerer...but he'll shelve that issue for now, seeing as he wasn't at home today and technically Geto didn't know where he was. Out of sight, out of mind, right?

A closet upstairs shuddered, creaking open; Suguru-nii hadn't known he'd been sick and stayed home today.

***

"You want me to what?!"

Gojo didn't think he could receive any more shock these days, still reeling from his best friend's betrayal and mass murder, but somehow Yaga still managed to prove him wrong. He blinked a few more times, adjusted his sunglasses and even let Yaga shove his feet off the table.

He'd always bugged Geto to let him meet his so precious little brother one day, begging and bargaining. Maybe he'd tag along while Geto picked him up from school, or go to the park together, or heck, empty his pockets at the toy store!

Not-

"I don't understand. You're telling me Geto spared his brother and now you want me to do something about him?"

"We found him hiding in his closet, scared out of his mind." Yaga inhaled sharply. "Not surprising - he must've heard everything that happened. And it doesn't look like Geto spared him...more like he wasn't aware that he was home as well."

Nah. Gojo knew his friend - even if it seemed like he didn't after all.

He'd know, he'd know exactly where his brother was whether by instinct or not. He'd just chosen to overlook it on purpose.

"I know you're looking after Fushiguro's kids, aren't you? I know it's a lot to ask but I hope you can, I don't know, help him. He hasn't spoken a thing since we brought him here."

Gojo attempted to make a sarcastic quip, something around the lines of "man, I really must be the greatest Child Whisperer of all time".

He cleared his throat instead.

"He really wants a pet dog or cat, but he's allergic to fur, so you think he'd like pet fish?"

"I'm getting him that plushy we saw in a claw machine - he's kinda sad we didn't win it but he doesn't have to know I bought it from a store, heh."

"Sorry, can you take over this? My brother's participating in a competition and I don't wanna be late."

Damn, truly, how much had Geto changed? No wonder the kid was traumatized. To have his idolised, beloved big bro suddenly decide to go serial killer and his world flipped upside down, not understanding Jujutsu society. He wasn't a sorcerer either...he would have no one.

(Well, one, but Hell if Gojo was giving the kid up to-)

"Hey, it'll be good for Megumi to make friends, so why not?" Gojo stood and stretched. "Let's go meet the little squirt."

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"Hi, kiddo...woah, you're so..."

Tiny. Small. Fragile. Gojo surmised that Geto had monopolized his family's genes of tallness all for him, or maybe it was because he had appeared to shrunk in on himself from all that crying and terror. He was still wiping at his streaming face after all. And - oh, it's that plush rabbit Geto made him buy when they passed by that store.

"You doing okay?" Gojo is hunkering down to his height, which was really giving his legs cramps, but he got a slight shake of the head in response. "It's alright. I don't all of us are, heh."

"Do you want anything? Uh, hungry, thirsty, I dunno, naps? Sorry, I'm not sure how little kids work and Megumi sucks at being a normal one. Do you want kikufuku?" Gojo reluctantly holds out his bag. "No? More for me - I mean, can I get you anything then?"

"...water s'okay."

"Gotcha."

The silence is awkward. Maybe he should've brought Toji's kids - Tsumiki was good at these sort of these things and Megumi...uh, Megumi was Megumi. "Nice rabbit. Y'know I bought it for you?"

"Suguru-nii told me."

"He did?" Gojo was momentarily taken aback. He thought Geto had wanted to keep his brother and the Jujutsu world completely separate, and, well, this meant- "Well, I do have good taste."

"The ribbon was ugly so we got a new one."

"Jeez, first meeting and you're already bullying me, huh? So mean, you and your brother - shitshitshit, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to - shit, don't cry, Yaga will kill me - oof?!"

The kid cried a literal puddle into Gojo's uniform. He used of the hands now around him to pat his back uncertainly. "Will Suguru-nii come back?"

"...he will." Gojo tightened his hold around the smaller figure; he was glad for his sunglasses to hide the-

"Just not the same as before."

"Why?"

"...you'll find out one day."

"Then I'm alone? Will the - them send me away?"

"Not while I'm here, kiddo. Don't worry."

***

"Faster, Megumi! Faster!"

"Shut up, you're heavy," The spiky haired boy grumbled, but hefted him a little more securely and picked up pace. The younger one on his back still nearly fell off giggling though. "You're squirming again."

A bright flash invaded their faces and left them blinking. "Ah, the kids all playing so happily, it makes me feel like a proud dad!"

"Stop taking photos."

"Nah, still taking."

"Gojo, tell him to stop pulling at my face - mmph!"

"Megumi's not smiling for the camera!"

"Aw, they're actually kinda cute." Shoko shakes her head, amused by Megumi being used as an overworked horse, taking her cigarette out of her mouth. "Hey, Gojo, if you ever don't want them one day I'm happy to adopt."

"You're just jealous I'm amazing and have amazing kids and you're not amazing and that will never happen."

Shoko stabs a finger at him. "Don't pretend you're not a terrible influence on them."

"Says the one smoking in front of them!"

"I didn't even light it yet."

"Whatever!" Gojo snapped another photo - it's definitely going onto the fridge, with Megumi's face in such an unflattering angle. The fridge is overcrowded with dozens of similar photos, but Gojo's sure he can make room for one more. Photos were the only thing permanent and certain, after all.

Who knew Geto would show up and try to take back-

"Gojo, Shoko, Gumi dropped me into the puddle!"

"I did not!"

***

"By the way, I heard you're taking care of another kid now, Gojo."

Instantly his guard was up. He should've known Geto would've turned around at the last second, amidst the crowds and sea of heads, to ask, to know - but it'd been so long and quiet. "I don't know why that interests you."

"So it's true." Geto turns around fully. "Can I have my brother back then? I missed him terribly ever since you all kidnapped him from me. I'm sure he's-"

"He's completely fine, but he won't be if I'm giving him back to you." Gojo shoved his way forward, closer. "You missed him? Sure didn't seem that way. I'm not going to let you kill him."

Geto actually has the audacity to look stunned. "Kill him? Why would I kill my brother?"

"Then why'd you kill your parents?"

"You won't understand. I want him back, and if you won't give him to me-"

"You'll try and get him yourself? What makes you think he'll want to go back to you?"

Geto tilts his head. "I'm his brother."

"Did you know he was in the house that day then?" No, Geto's surprised eyes said. Gojo clenched his fist. "He's not a Jujutsu sorcerer. God knows what you plan to do."

"I'll make him one."

Gojo nearly laughed. "What?"

"I'll make him into one. I promise you, Gojo, I don't care if all the demons of Hell stood in the way." Geto snapped his fingers. "I want him back, make no mistake."

"It won't be Hell's demons in your way, it'll be me. He doesn't want to see you!"

"But he needs me. And that's that."

I'm keeping him under lock and key now, Gojo swore to himself as he watched Geto disappear before hurrying away as well. Lock. And. Key.

[rokishimizu4]

Jason’s no good, very bad night

I don’t own anything but my symbiotic! Reader and their gang, and the story idea. Warning: feral behavior from reader, blood, implying men doing drugs, vomiting, and such.

@xe-idiotic-dragon: Here you go!!!

Frank and Carlos are not impressed with a couple of men begging for their lives, as it happens every time some dumbasses think that they can try to coming into Hood’s territory.

However, what did impress them was the fact that the men ran for their lives, suffering from major blood loss, before Frank could call up Hood.

Took one look behind them and froze in fear as something made from the black and purple ooze slowly crawls its way up the alleyway walls, pulsing like it had a heart.

To the two men’s continued horror, the mass begins to make crying sounds and gagging, like a child choking on something.

Frank, a father of two teenage boys and a baby girl, recognizes the sound of that of an actual human choking and rushes forwards, just as the mass collapse on itself, leaving behind a small humanoid figure.

(I’m a small adult so I’m making reader small) The figure tries to take a breath but struggles as if something was caught in its throat. The two men panic and rushes the figure to the hideout, screaming for Hood.

Red Hood (Jason) just begins a phone call to Red Robin (Tim) to check up on him when his two best men rushes in screaming about an alien goop child choking.

Cue the weirdest big brother instinct ever! Tood hangs up the phone and rushes towards the ‘kid’ choking, only to have to back away as the things starts throwing up half-digested brain pieces, along with liquid powered stuff.

The men are terrified but the figure keeps crying and throwing up and they all are trying to figure out what to do.

Finally Jason texts Grandpa Alfred, who took care of him when he was sick, while Frank and Carlos holds the figure away from the mess of brains, and what suspiciously looks like powered meth.

After hours of the figure throwing up everything, it settles down into a sniffling oozing mess of slime, oil, and bile.

Jason gets a called from Grandpa Alfred (Grandpas to save the day) and orders his men (the ones who came in at the wrong time to get to see the mess) to get warm water, a cup of watered down grape juice and a warm rag.

Cue Scooby-doo level of running as Frank and Carlos gently lay the figure on a blanket and let their boss do the work.

”Shit, the fuck did this kid eat? Methheads?” One of the men tries to joke, but it does not get anyone laughing.

Soon, somehow, the mess is cleaned up and the figure gets some water and juice down, and it thankfully stays down.

”Hey kiddo, I don’t know what the heck you are, but you’ll be fine. I got the best men on the job to take care of you.”

Hood’s men have seen him with kids and adults alike, and thank whatever deity they pray to that no one could survive without a brain, cause even with the helmet on, Hood was pissed.

Cue a few hours later of the figure getting a few more sips down and a chocolate bar, and Hood sends out a few men to find what was left of the figure’s ‘meal’.

The men return, only to see that everyone had somehow fallen asleep, an odd comforting scent of roasted S’mores, and a note laid on Hood’s chest thanking him for his help.

The next night, all the men received S’mores, homemade not store bought, and a long note thanking them for taking care of someone named ‘Void Sleeper’, who they figured was the figure covered in slime/oil/whatever, and the location of the wannabe drug dealer ring in Gotham.

[aw-shizz-here-we-go-again]

•|| Seally Cute ||• (Mermay 2024)

Prompt 3: Seally Cute

Featuring: Geno, Goth, and Reaper!

Ship(s): Afterdeath.

Summary: Playtime with the kiddo! <3

Warnings: Blood from a hunt

Credits: Leviathantale and the Mermay Bingo I'm using are both by @skumhuu!

Read tags for notes.

"Dad? Dad??? Daddy!"

Geno woke up to a small, high-pitched voice yelling in his ear. He let out a tired grunt, then rolled over on his side as his tail gently swatted the other person away.

He smiled as he heard them let out a playful squeak, and he was almost immediately bombarded by a small body barreling into him. He yawned, then blinked blearily at the mischievous attacker as he rubbed his eyesockets. "Oh? What's up, my little clamshell?"

The young selkie in front of Geno puffed out their cheeks, flipping their black-and-white seal tail back and forth as they responded. "Mama's out huntin', and 'm boreddd! I wanna do sumthin'! Sumthin' else then jus' sleepin'!"

"You could practice walking, you know." Geno suggested, raising a bonebrow up at the child. He sat up and stretched, slight popping his bones as he did so. "You still haven't even tried taking your seal skin off yet, Goth."

Goth grumbled something under his breath, glowering down at the iceberg they were both on. ". . ."

Geno tilted his head to the side, wrapping his arms around his kid and hugging him close. "What was that? Is there something wrong?"

"...'s scary." Goth muttered quietly, burying his face into his father's chest. "A-an' I did try. Couldn't do it though..."

"Oh, Gothy," Geno squeezed Goth a little tighter in his embrace, wrapping Goth's tail around his own as he kissed the top of Goth's head. "It's alright, we'll figure something else out then."

"Swimmin'?" Goth asked hopefully, gazing up at Geno with big shiny eyelights. There was no mistaking it, the kid really knew what he was doing when he chose to pull the puppy eyes on his dad.

Geno sighed, giving Goth a defeated look. He didn't even attempt to resist, knowing that he would cave quickly anyways. "Okay okay, let's go swimming."

"Yay!" Goth wiggled his way out of Geno's grip, then proceeded to nudge and tug Geno towards the edge of the iceberg where the water was. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!"

Geno chuckled, relenting as he playfully shoved Goth into the icy sea before hopping in to join his kid. "Rather eager, aren't we?"

"You never lemme go swimmin' without ya, so duh!" Goth pouted, swishing his tail as he drifted around Geno in a lazy circle. He then sped up, swimming around Geno in faster loops. "C'monnn! Let's play tag or something!"

"Oho, you want to challenge me?" Geno asked in amusement, raising a bonebrow as Goth nodded in response. "Well then, let the games begin..."

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Reaper was returning back home from... doing whatever he was doing while he was out, most likely hunting due to the blood on his teeth, and he surfaced to get a breath of air just in time to see a certain small selkie fling themselves out of the water to do a flip.

What the heck?

Diving back under the water, Reaper sped up towards the main iceberg that he and his family called home. As he approached, he could see the love of his life- ahem, Geno, ahem -and their child swimming around in circles, seemingly sportively goading each other on.

As Reaper watched, Geno suddenly thrashed his tail as he shot up towards the surface of the water, erupting from the sea and doing a double flip before he came crashing back down.

The leviathan let out a small, quiet laugh at the smug look that Geno shot at Goth, and at the pouty look that Goth had returned back at Geno.

Then Reaper had an idea. A smirk crossed his face as he dove down, deeper and deeper below his family. Once he was down deep enough to not be noticed if he shifted, he activated his leviathan form as he circled around in the icy cold depths, staring up at the two selkies above him.

He then silently and slowly swam up behind Geno, his now massive size absolutely dwarfing his mate. He watched as Goth noticed him, and he saw how the child's eyelights grew as big as saucers as his presence registered in Goth's mind.

Reaper held a finger up to his mouth, gesturing for Goth to stay quiet. He drifted ever so slightly closer to Geno, who seemed mildly confused by Goth's reaction since he hadn't realized that Reaper was behind him yet.

"Hello, darling~"

Reaper purred out an amused giggle as Geno yelped in shock, and he backed up a little bit as the selkie whirled around to face him.

"You-! Seriously, Reaper?! Ugh..." Geno groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nosebone in annoyance, glaring at Reaper in half-hearted anger. "I swear, you are so immature."

"Oh, my dearly sweet beloved, I'm so wounded by your insults!" Reaper whined pitifully, shrinking down into his normal form before dramatically leaning against Geno while holding his hand up to his forehead.

Geno grumbled something under his breath and pushed Reaper off, then narrowed his eyesocket at Goth, who had started giggling. He then sighed in exasperation and threw up his hands. "Both of you! Both of you are so immature! But at least Goth has the excuse of actually being a child."

He swam back up to Reaper and poked the leviathan in the chest, swishing his tail in mild irritation. "But you don't have any excuse!"

"B-but... Geno-senpai, it's just my personality!" Reaper blinked innocently at Geno, intertwining his orca tail with Geno's seal tail.

Geno rolled his eyelight and groaned again, pulling his tail away from Reaper and gently swatting Reaper over the head. "Don't even get started with that! Enough is enough."

Reaper sighed in mock defeat, backing away from Geno to give his love some space. "Alright, alright, if you insist."

Geno hesitated, then swam back over to Reaper to give him a soft, brief kiss before letting go again. "Love you, starfish~"

Before Reaper could sputter out a flustered reply, they both suddenly heard snoring coming from behind them. A quick glance revealed that Goth had fallen asleep, and Geno let out an amused snort. "I suppose playing around tuckered him out. We should be getting back to our iceberg anyways."

"I- uh- uhm, yeah! Mhm!" Reaper replied quickly, still blushing from the kiss. He rapidly flicked his tail and scooped Goth up in his arms, carrying the child as he started swimming to the homeberg. "Let's go!"

Geno followed suit, letting himself be half dragged in the current that Reaper's tail made since he was tired.

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"You know, you should really wash up. You still have blood all over your teeth." Geno said with a small yawn, tilting Reaper's head with his hands on Reaper's chin so that he could see the orca's face better.

"Aw, what? Too shy to clean it off for me~?" Reaper purred teasingly, then hesitated and averted his gaze in shame almost immediately afterwards. "...Oh, yeah, right-- nevermind. Uh, forget I said that. Sorry."

Geno winced slightly, shivering not from the cold of the iceberg but rather from the reminder. ". . ."

Reaper shrank in on himself a bit, tears suddenly pricking his eyesockets "I'm sorry, okay? I- I really just can't help it... I'm sorry..."

Geno was quiet for a long moment, then he pulled Reaper into a hug. "It'll... it'll be okay. Just... let's not tell Goth, okay? I'd rather not scare him..."

"Okay..." Reaper muttered back, nuzzling into Geno's embrace. By the True Leviathans, he felt awful, but it wouldn't be an easy fix.

After all, it was his nature.

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[charliedawn]

Okay..but parent slashers if there kid came out to them 🏳️‍🌈(platonic ofc)

"Good for you, kid."

Jack would be happy for you. He would invite you to have a drink as your ‘coming out party’ and even bring you to some gay bars he knows when you’re old enough. He’d be pretty chill about it and accepting.

"…Gay ?"

Jason wouldn’t understand at first. What does gay mean ? You’d have to explain it and he would give you a thumbs up at the end. He wouldn’t really have much of a reaction. Love is love.

Polite clapping and big support hug.

Brahms would be happy to know. He’d hug you and tell you that he understands and will give you all the support you need. He knows how it is to struggle with one’s identity. And he’d never judge you. He’d be proud.

Michael would be happy for you and give you a big papa bear hug.

He was raised in a rather strict cult and was never allowed any freedom as a kid. He wouldn’t make you suffer through the same thing and be proud of you for standing up for yourself. And he’d be very happy that you came out to him.

"…You like humans ? Eww."

Penny would accept you, but he would be more surprised by the fact that you’d be attracted to human beings in general. Boys or Girls. It doesn’t matter. He finds them weird and fleshy. It’s food for him.

"…You know that am your dad, right ?"

"…Yeah ?"

"And that am as straight as a damn rainbow flag on pride month ?"

"…"

Freddy is pan. He would go with anything as long as it has two legs. So, he would be happy for you and accept you—no matter on what spectrum of the rainbow you are.

"…That’s it ?"

"…What do you mean that’s it ?!"

"Kiddo. No offense. But, I knew that. You don’t even walk straight."

Pennywise reads minds. He could tell right from the start when you started being attracted to your own gender and feared being found out. He kept the secret though, as he wanted you to come out on your own. But, he would be happy that you eventually did.

"Would you look at that ? One of the neighbours was ‘kind’ enough to give me some paper about a straight camp. How thoughtful…"

You felt cold sweat run down your back at the news and slowly glanced at Norman who seemed to be leafing through it. You were about to speak up when Norman chuckled and threw it straight to the trash.

"She must have gotten the wrong address. As far as I am concerned, my wonderful GAY kid doesn’t need any fixing."

Yeah. He knew. And he supports you.

"…Whatcha mean ya gay ?"

"Hum. Well…I like boys/girls."

"…"

Bo would be unsure as to how to react to the news at first. He’d be silent for a minute. He’d stand there for a while—fidgeting with his cap. He’d then finally sigh before putting his cap on your head and pulling you into a tight hug.

"…Am proud of ya, son/girl. And it ain’t gonna be easy. Heck. Nothing really is but…you’ll be okay. You’ll always have me. Promise."

You returned his hug and cried in his arms. You were so scared about his reaction, but he proved you there and then how much he loved you.

[yomica12345]

Witches, Familiars, and Crushes, Oh My!

Ao3 Link

Summary: Roman, a witch with a crush on Janus, and Virgil, his familiar with a secret crush on Logan, find themselves tangled in a web of magic and awkward confessions. As their feelings come to light, Remus, another witch with a fondness for chaos, adds even more mischief to the mix. It’s a night of magic, secrets, and a whole lot of crushes—what could possibly go wrong?

Warnings: Remus being Remus

"What the heck was that?" Roman snapped, slamming the door behind him. "Do you have any idea what people are going to think of me after my own cat hissed at me? My own cat , Virgil!"

Virgil rolled his eyes, curling up on the couch near the fire. "First of all, I'm not your anything. Second, maybe you shouldn’t hint at things you really shouldn’t be talking about in front of non-magics. I was just giving you a friendly warning."

"Friendly?" Roman scoffed, taking the armchair to Virgil’s right. "You could have ruined my reputation! It’s not my fault you make it so blatantly obvious you like Logan. How could I not make a joke about it?"

Virgil bristled, sitting up. "I do not!" he snapped, raising a finger after each point as he continued. "I only spend time with him at these stupid parties because Patton’s allergic to me, Janus is a snake—literally—Remus only ever wants to see if I’ll actually land on my feet, and you’re always too busy flirting with every man who breathes."

"Excuse you, not every man," Roman replied with mock offense, crossing his arms. "I have standards. You’ve never seen me flirt with Janus."

Virgil snorted. "Really? You were literally flirting with him before you got mad at me and dragged me in here."

"Was not!" Roman retorted. "I was just... trying to keep Janus out of trouble."

"Sure, because stroking a finger down his head and winking at him is the universal signal for 'stay out of trouble,'" Virgil deadpanned, leaning back with a scowl.

"Oh and you purring in Logan's lap really doesn't mean anything?" Roman snapped his fingers, sending a book flying off the nearby shelf. It bonked Virgil lightly on the head before landing neatly in Roman’s lap.

Virgil hissed, glaring at him. "What was I supposed to do then? Cats purr all the time when they’re content."

"It didn’t look like contentment to me," Roman muttered, barely holding back a smirk.

"It wasn’t more than—" Virgil’s rebuttal was cut short as the door flew open, startling them both.

Their friends tumbled into the room in a flurry of limbs and awkward apologies.

Patton was the first to his feet, brushing himself off with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, kiddo! We didn’t mean to eavesdrop; we were just worried."

"I definitely meant to eavesdrop," Remus said gleefully, adjusting his hold on a snake coiled snugly around his arm. "I was hoping to catch you two sticking your tongues down each other’s throats."

"Remus!" Roman snapped, his face turning an impressive shade of red.

Logan cleared his throat, stepping into the room and adjusting his glasses. "I, too, apologize. I was merely curious about who you were speaking with." His sharp gaze landed on Virgil, taking him in for a long, quiet moment before stepping closer.

Virgil shrank back, pulling his legs onto the couch defensively as his cheeks flushed a light pink. He shot a panicked glance at Roman, who was already wearing a victorious smirk.

Logan stopped in front of the couch. "Is this seat taken?"

Virgil shook his head quickly.

Logan sat beside him, calm and deliberate, while Patton plopped down on the other side. Adjusting his glasses again, Logan turned his focus to the group. "So, I gather that Patton and I are among the 'non-magics' mentioned earlier. And this must be Virgil, whom we believed, until now, to be solely a cat. I presume Janus is also capable of a human form?"

Roman floundered, gesturing vaguely at Virgil. "What? No, no, this is... uh, Jeffery! An old friend of mine, visiting for the night—"

"Oooh, wanna see a magic trick?" Remus interrupted, his grin wide and mischievous.

Patton’s eyes lit up. “Ooo, I do!”

Remus clapped his hands together gleefully, motioning for everyone to step back. "Watch and be amazed!" he declared, holding Janus out in front of him with one hand.

Janus’s tongue flicked out in annoyance.

Remus tossed him into the air. The room gasped as Janus twisted midair, glowing faintly, and landed gracefully in his human form in Remus’ arms, draped dramatically in black and gold.

"Ta-da!" Remus shouted, throwing up jazz hands.

Janus gripped Remus’s arm for balance, narrowing his eyes as he slid unsteadily to the floor. “I told you to never do that to me again.”

Remus chuckled, completely unbothered. “Must’ve slipped my mind.”

Logan, who had been staring at Janus with wide, analytical eyes, turned back to Roman with an expression of calculated calm. “It seems evident that both you and Remus are magically inclined.”

Roman groaned, dragging a hand down his face as he rose from the couch. “Remus, what part of don’t tell anyone do you consistently fail to understand? Do you have any idea how much trouble this could cause? They could take away our membership cards for this!”

Remus snorted, leaning lazily against the wall. “Oh, yours , maybe. They can’t exactly take back something they already shredded, can they?” He puffed out his chest proudly.

Roman’s glare sharpened, his patience visibly thinning. “This isn’t a joke, Remus.”

Unfazed, Remus leaned closer to Janus and whispered something into his ear, his grin twisting into something even more wicked. Whatever he said made Janus’s golden eyes flick toward Roman, his expression shifting into a slow, deliberate smirk.

Janus titled his head, biting his lip as he studied Roman. “Did I hear you have a thing for snakes?”

Roman took a step back as Janus advanced, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. “Me?! No, I—”

Janus took another step forward, and Roman instinctively took another step back, only to trip over the couch. He tumbled onto the cushions with an undignified yelp.

Janus gracefully leaned down, placing a hand under Roman’s chin and tilting his head upward. His voice was a low purr. “Well, surely someone as bright and dashing as yourself would’ve noticed that I find you attractive. So… what’s your answer?”

Roman chuckled nervously, gripping the armrest for support as he leaned back. “My answer?”

“Hmm,” Janus hummed, his smirk widening. “Do try to make it interesting.”

Before Roman could sputter out a response, Logan cleared his throat, drawing attention away from the scene. He reached out a hand, helping Virgil up from the couch.

“Well,” Logan began, his voice measured, “while they figure out… whatever it is they’re doing, I did have an important question for you, Virgil.”

Virgil hesitated, staring at Logan’s hand still wrapped around his own. “A question for me?”

“Yes, for you.” Logan adjusted his glasses with his free hand, his expression calm but unusually warm.

“Okay…” Virgil’s voice was cautious. “What is it?”

Logan straightened slightly, his posture perfectly composed. “Would you accompany me on a date this Saturday? Perhaps lunch?”

Virgil’s face heated up instantly. “You want to go on a date with me?”

“Yes, I would rather like to get to know you better.” Logan smiled. “That is if you would like to get to know me better as well.”

“I, uh…” Virgil fidgeted with his hands, ducking his head to hide the growing blush on his face. “What time?”

Logan’s smile grew slightly. “I could pick you up at noon if that works with your schedule.”

“That’s—”

“Okay fine, I have a thing for snakes!” Roman suddenly interjected, his voice louder than intended. His face was nearly as red as his shirt, the outburst drawing every pair of eyes in the room.

Before Roman could retort—or combust—the door creaked open a little more, and a familiar voice interrupted the charged atmosphere.

Remy was blowing on his hot drink to cool it, quirking an eyebrow behind his sunglasses. “Did you just say you have a thing for snakes?”

[dragon-queen21]

Regressor Mustard + lov as caregiver's

requested by anon

Okay so first off taking a lot of liberty here because we don't actually get to see much of Mustard in the series unless there is something more in the anime (of which I highly doubt) that I am missing

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~Truama regressor, because there is no way a 13 to 14 year old joins with villains at that age without something horrible going wrong. And doesn't it just say something that the villains treat him better than the rest of society does

~Regression age of 5 to 7

~He and Toga get along great together while small. Their favorite pass time is absolutely annoying the heck out of Dabi. The kiddos can just tell he was an older brother in his previous life and they push just about every button that they can (with love of course)

~Mustard has definitely just clung to Dabi's for a piggy back ride that he promised was only going to be for a minute, and then just refuses to let go. Can't exactly blame the kid, he's gone a long time without affection and he probably falls asleep.

~Compress just trying to catch the kid up with his schooling. Because, no. You're not allowed to drop out of school even if you are evil. Finish your math homework

~Probably drags Shigaraki in as well, because Mustard was whining about it being too hard so Shigaraki had to come and help to 'get the brat to shut up'. Plays out like that one vine/meme with everyone trying to figure out what 6 x 3 is.

~Kiddo with emotional support stuffed animals. One of them is from Toga, a stuffed bat that reminds him of her. And just a simple stuffed bear that Compress got for him.

~Anytime Compress gets any of the regressor's any fun present he makes it a big deal of putting on a magic show or playing a little game with marbles before revealing the present

~Dealing with nightmares of his home life, previous school experiences, etc. Either Kurogiri will make the regressor tea on the bad nights, or Shigaraki will sit and watch a movie with him.

[norusaki]

What the heck did you just say about me, you little brat? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

"You got the wrong mail address, mate….

[deaddovediner]

Welcome Home (!dad Ronnie Radke x !son reader)

warnings/triggers: Incest, Use of Y/N, Male reader, Soft non-con, Blowjobs (reader receiving), Anal fingering, Anal (safe) sex, masturbation, exaggerated writing, Gay sex, a heck ton of filth in general...

word count: 2045

note from the chef: I do not own a willy, sorry if this is not accurate, I tried :3

Dead Dove Do Not Eat!

It's been a long time since your dad left for another tour, rocking around the whole wide world. However, all the shows came to an end just as the tours (for now at least), and when you heard that all so recognizable voice calling out your name from most likely the hallway; you stopped what you were doing and walked to the hallway to greet Ronnie. 

"Hey dad! How was the tour? I saw a few of the shows on media, they were sick!" He looked all the same, tattoos vibrant and colorful around his bare skin, and those damned skinny jeans he was so fond of, with that heavy eyeliner you helped him master one day. He smiled when he saw you come to greet him and gave you a side hug, messing with your hair a bit in that fatherly love.

"Kiddo! Ah, don't even mention it, it's been wild, but I'm glad to be back home! Nothing bad happened while I was gone, no? The last time we called I was in Texas, everything went good since then, hm?" He gave you one last side hug and let go of you. It wasn't an awkward interaction, the two of you just haven't been on the same page for a while, so there wasn't much to say.

"Nothing bad, nahh. Just the usual, I was with friends a ton. Nothing as exciting as to what you were doing though. I had Kyle and Sam over a few days but other then that nothing out of the ordinary." You reminiscence of the day the guys came over and the three of you ordered a bunch of junk food to eat over playing on your new PlayStation 3. It was one of those days with a lot of laughing and  shouting, total chaos in the best way possible.

"Good to hear then! I hope you guys had fun, maybe you even had a few girls over? Hm?" He raised an eyebrow in a tentative way. Of course he was curious of that, every parent wants to know about their kid's love life. 

"No- Dad," You pinched the bridge of your nose. "I told you before, no? I... I don't like girls. I'm gay." With a small sigh you give up any hope. Ronnie didn't had a bad reaction when you first came out to him, but it was clear that deep down he was hoping it was just "a phase" or something like that.

"I know Y/N, but you never know until you get your head blown with a really good sloppy blowjo-" Before he could finish that sentence you interrupted in.

"DAD! Please- stop right there. I don't want to talk about this with you." You already turned a deep red color, it wasn't that he suggested something, or that he was open to talk about it, but no one wants to hear their dad (or mom) speak about these things. 

"I'll be in my room if you need me..." You turned on your heels and left for your room, the smell of energy drinks comforting you from this embarrassing encounter. 

The band posters and other merch plastered on the walls gives your room a cozy vibe, a cave with everything that you are. And it doesn't take much for you to just flop down on your bed and drift into a deep sleep.

~~^^~~

It was so warm, and so soft, and it felt good. A soft whimper left you but why? You stirred out of sleep, slowly opening your eyes to the dark room. For a few seconds you couldn't see anything but the darkness, then your eyes got used to the environment and you could make out a silhouette of someone near your lap.

"ngh-" Another wave of that really good warm feeling, who was here? And what were they doing to you? It took you a few more blinks before you froze in shock.

It was your dad... He was... You can't even come to think of it. A cold sweat broke out on you and a pit was starting to sink in your stomach, but at the same time it felt so so good. It was wrong, so very wrong.

He haven't noticed that you woke up, so he was just... well, sucking you down. Continuing that sweet torment of warm, wet and soft torture. It took you all of your courage to not buckle your hips up into his mouth as he worked his magic on your dick. 

Was this really happening? Was your dad really doing this? Has he done this before? Thousands of questions were running through your head, but then Ronnie sucked a bit harder on the sensitive top of your cock, and that's all it took for him to make you moan.

Except, when someone's asleep they don't moan, right? Yeah, he stopped his actions and you almost whimpered from the loss of his lips. 

"Kiddo? Are you awake?" It was dark enough in the room for him to not see or notice that you were indeed awake; and you prayed to any God that listened that he wouldn't put it together that you're awake. 

A few silent moments passed with his warm breath still hovering over your aching shaft. You were about to cum before he stopped and your hardening was still in need of taking care, if he's going to leave, that'd be both a blessing and a curse. 

This was so bad, and you didn't want this, but... but it felt so good, your hands could never reciprocate this. But were you really about to let your dad suck you off? Not to even mention that he stills thinks you're asleep.

However since no answer came from you to his question, with a soft sigh he curled a hand over you and stroked it a few times, making your dick twitch before taking it back into his warm mouth. He worked his way slowly taking you in fully, deepthroating your length somewhat easily, so he's good at it?

Again questions start to fill in your head with all the warnings screaming at you that this is bad and you shouldn't let him do this, but the feeling of his tongue swipe over the top of your dick over and over win. At last he adds a hand and he fastens up, building you up for probably the best orgasm you ever will have.

Soft whimpers left you but that didn't stop him, ever so the opposite, it made him go all the faster and oh my gosh, the friction was unbearable of how good it was, and it didn't take long for him to drive you over the edge, popping the bubble in your stomach as you emptied in his mouth. He didn't even waste a second to swallow around you, then with a soft pop he let go of your now somewhat limp cock.

Your breathing was forced back to a normal pace and tears pricked your eyes, you had to hold back everything so he would leave without ever knowing you were awake during most of it. He dressed you back like nothing happened and left the room.

You finally let out the breath you were holding in and took a moment to process what the actual fuck just happened. How will you ever recover from this? How will you continue living with this dark secret that you now possess? 

You can't tell anyone about it, not even the walls. You didn't stop it... you didn't even tried to stop it. That's almost like consenting to it no? And you can't just say "but it felt good" in your defense, yes, it felt good but it was much more wrong then to not stop it.

You are just as disgusting as he is, if not a bit more then him.

~~^^~~

Days, weeks, months passed, and turns out he has been doing this often, by now it was almost like a routine. You got used to it, every fourth night he'd come into your room and satisfy you, then without a word he leaves. 

Each night you knew Ronnie would pay you a visit you stayed up and lived through it every damned time. It never got boring or not as good, each time it was just as good as it was the first time. 

His warm mouth enveloping you deep each time, it was like a second home. You felt safe in his hands, and the bells still rang in your ear how bad this was, however you learned to love it. The thrill of being in this one-sided wicked relationship with you own dad.

One day was different though... Ronnie took his sickness to a new level. Just as usual it was the fourth day and you were pretending to be asleep, he pulled off your shorts and boxers down to your knees, however he didn't start stroking you or anything.

Instead, he put something wet near your back entrance, which was weird at first. Then it clicked, he was preparing you for anal... It was intimidating, the thought of giving your virginity to your dad. 

After rubbing in the lube precisely, he took one finger and slowly pushed it inside, he almost moaned, probably because he's been thinking about doing this for so long. Finally he was about to fuck you. Another finger slipped in, and it felt weird, almost as if it was in your lower stomach, yet it felt great. The stretching part not so much, but the way his fingers grazed your walls was heavenly.

It was already hard to keep calm, but when he removed his fingers and lined his own hardening up to your ass it took all the strength in you not to yelp when he took advantage of your semi-helpless body. Ronnie let out a deep whimper, one he was definitely holding back in for some time.

He waited for a few seconds in consideration to let your body expand to the sudden intrusion. Then he started rocking his hips back and forth, moving slowly and softly as to "not wake you up". It was a great yet weird feeling, a tingling to be exact, it was something new but not bad.

Ronnie took some more lube and made sure to not hurt you, which was sweet if we're not talking about how he's currently raping you. With more lube between the two of you he became more confident with his thrusts, and with those thrusts he made way more friction on your walls.

It was undeniably good, and when his free hand wrapped around your dick a shiver went down your back from the overwhelmingly good combination of the two. His softly throbbing dick thrusting in and out of you as his hands made a good effort on your own shaft.

He dared to go a bit rougher with time, and your orgasm kept building and building up as he was pounding into your ass with his hands going feral on your wet cock.

Then with a few sloppier in and outs he came into you? Was there even a condom? However you didn't feel much of it, so you guessed there was indeed a condom, thankfully. He waited a few seconds still buried inside you, filling your soft and stretched hole, then he pulled out completely.

You heard the bed creak and shuffling then his hands on you as he dressed you back up like he always does. And without another sound he left and closed your room's door behind. You opened your eyes and slowly sat up, it wasn't unbearable or too bad, but the soft soreness was definitely there.

You didn't even cum this time... and so without a choice you pushed your clothes back down, and took your still hard dick into your hand and tried to chase after the high you didn't get this time.

It took you long enough to finally spill your semen onto your hands, panting from the effort with small sweat beads covering you. So was it going to be like this from now on? No more free blowjobs, but this unfulfilling sex? Sure, it was good as hell, but you didn't cum, only after.

Well, that's for future you to find out, for now you just have to hold onto this sick and dark secret for a while longer.

[tumblingghosts]

hey backpacks!

so, i've had this thought for a while about the Time Travelling Kiddos™ and thought you'd be interested in it!

in the other scenario where instead of the original 4 (aelia, achilles, athena, and plutarch), it's seneca, marcella, sol, and antonia, i suddenly had the imagery where sol (or anyone really, but sol is the most fitting for me!) has a sort of superpower.

like, she can show a memory that's hers or someone else's.

she shows the original 4's memories, from when they were fourteen when their parents just died, to them in their original timeline.

there's a memory where the fourteen year olds original 4 are talking about their newly dead parents.

it goes like this:

plutarch: who do you think killed them?

athena: kill? the cops said all of their deaths were accidents.

aelia: don't be stupid, thena. it was murder. there's no way all our parents die consecutively.

achilles: so, they were all murdered by the same person.

plutarch: yeah. who do you think did it? june ruby's dad? he always seemed suspicious..

athena: come on, plutarch. he would never do that. he's our parents' best friend.

aelia: wait, he's onto something here. there must be a reason why my parents stopped hanging around him a few weeks before their death.

livy and pippa definitely shed a few tears at the memories. the others almost did too, but they held back :)

hi gigi! sorry it took so long to respond to this- but i've finally written out my time travelling kiddos thoughts! also love the idea of solasta having a power to show memories!

so i know that solasta's power wasn't the main point of your thoughts, but it got me thinking- what if their time travelling machine was the cause of those powers? like if she can show memories, that has to be events from the past, and i could see a scenario when they are first building the time machine where things go 'wrong' and the machine malfunctions, except not quite.

as the kiddos are trying to rewrite their plans to build a new time machine & work out what exactly went wrong, sol is thinking about the exact moment that the time machine imploded and accidentally ends up displaying that memory. cue a freak out over where the heck did that hologram come from, were we being recorded, oh that's not a projection, what is happening??

it takes a bit to realize that not only is solasta the one doing it, but she's able to do it her other memories if she focuses on the event enough. it takes more trial and error to work out that she can also show memories from other people, but it usually requires the person to be actively thinking of the memory before sol can show it. safe to say that the kiddos realize that this new power can help them with their og plan.

there is a bit of talk about building the original machine again to see if they can all get powers, but it is ultimately decided that it's too dangerous. after all, none of them know what exactly caused the powers in the first place. maybe it was how they built the machine, maybe it was something else entirely. solasta was just one of the people in the room when the machine backfired, and she wasn't even the one standing closest to it, so who knows what happened?

anyway, seneca, marcella, sol, and antonia ultimately get a working time machine going and off to the past they go! it's much easier to convince their parents of what's going on when sol has a power than can quickly explain their story- who needs physical proof in the face of projected memories of their older selves, married and with a family? they're pretty devastated that their kids had to lose them at fourteen, and spent the last four years as orphans, especially when there was no war to cruelly take them away- no, it was just a power-hungry classmate. and now facing their children who are the same age as them with stories of their school years that future them never got a chance to live and support them through.

or potential alt scenario is coriolanus being nosy about the new transfer students & solasta learning that her power has more to it than they first thought. sol is showing the convo of the kiddos discussing their parents' deaths, when coriolanus (snooping) comes near enough for her power to trigger, showing some future (past for the kiddos, but future for the mentors) memories of snow being very responsible for their parents deaths. if the memories of the kiddos speculating that snow killed their parents was devastating, then actually seeing how he committed the act (either by poison or by hiring people to murder) is angering. coriolanus can't bolt bc by that point the kiddos' parents have realized he's there & also everyone involved is pretty horrified that their classmate/friend could so callously decide that they were a liability that has to die.

fix its all around bc solasta has shown memories of the future, and the kiddos' parents have decided that if their future starts to looks like it is starting to head towards that future, then they are going to be 'handling' coriolanus themselves. they will be growing up with their children, thank you very much. the kiddos are very worried about june ruby, but their parents assure them that they will make sure everything works out, and they make sure it does! with the addition of sol's power, it makes it pretty easy to dig up dirt on gaul & get her ousted from her position by recording sol's projected memory, pretending that it was 'hidden camera footage' from the event, and sharing it with the right people. highbottom is able to end the hunger games without gaul pushing so hard for its continuation.

so no tenth hunger games (or any ones past that) & the kiddos parents are keeping a close eye on coriolanus. the social pressure causes his grades to slip a bit, not much, but enough for clemensia to take the lead in academics. he doesn't get the plinth prize, and has to sign up as a peacekeeper to make the ends meet. coriolanus is seething all the while, but it's where he meets lucy gray & falls for her hard. pretty shortly after, sejanus goes 'wtf coryo, why didn't you just ask for help' (since he was not informed about the time travelling kiddos or the news they brought) & provides some assistance so he isn't trapped in the twenty years of service. but other mentors are still high-alert around him though, so coriolanus isn't going to be going around murdering anybody.

anyway, snowbaird is together, sejanus lives, nobody dies in the arena bombing that never happened in this timeline, and all the would-be tenth games tributes are off living their lives in their respective districts bc the games have been cancelled :)

thanks for the ask! appreciate you lots gigi <3

(also, any ideas for how the mentors might meet the kids that would have been their tributes had the timeline not changed? the thought of persephone never getting to meet mizzen is making me sad, but i couldn't think of a way they'd get to meet unless pippa travelled to the districts or mizzen came to study in the capitol...)

[bunbeeplays]

Gemma is pseudo-grounded so while she's helping Ophelia clean up around the house, Xander takes the other kiddos to the park to enjoy some fresh air before school starts.

With Jaden's scouting expertise, he's more than capable of helping Wren learn how to find frogs.

Wren pulls out her phone to record Jaden's technique for future reference.

Jaden: You've gotta be patient, and real still, and wait for just the right moment…

A frog shoots out of the pond and Jaden snatches it mid-hop.

Wren is not as patient and still and, as a result, the frog she tries to catch slips right out of her grasp.

Wren: Aww, rats!

No, honey, that was a frog.

Jaden: You'll get the hang of it with more practice.

Wren: But I wanna be the best at it now!

Jaden: Careful, you're starting to sound like Gemma!

She might be his bestest friend in the whole world, but that just means he's allowed to roast her.

Oh hey, look who was just walking by! Time for Xander to catch up with his old bud.

Drew: Damn, the kids are getting so big. Wasn't Gem a baby, like, yesterday?

Xander: That's how it feels. I'm going to be a father to teens soon. That feels wrong.

Drew: Watcher help you both.

Drew is loving the childfree life with Libby. They love traveling new places between Libby's space missions. As much fun as Drew had in the band, it's nice that they can perform anywhere for tips without a schedule. Not that they need to do it often, Libby's the breadwinner.

While those two catch up, Wren adventures off on her own to try and find more frogs.

What's this? A log? Frogs probably like logs, right?

Turns out they do! Wren caught a tiger frog!

Hmm, those rocks look interactable. Wren pulls out the hammer and chisel that every normal 7-ish year old carries around with them and finds a mysterious capsule in the stone.

All that's in there is the Sims version of a Funko Pop, but Wren still loves discovering new things!

Wren's in the middle of pulling another frog out of another log when Lulu comes running up from the playground.

Lulu: Wren, I have a great- Is something moving in your pocket?

Wren: No.

Lulu makes a mental note in case she ever needs to blackmail Wren for bringing frogs home.

Lulu's great idea consisted of cooling off in the water fountain in the middle of the park.

Jaden sees his younger sisters jumping in and feels like he needs to stop them.

Jaden: Guys, come on, this is public property!

Lulu: Mom and Dad pay taxes so it's fine!

Lulu and Wren splash around the water, and Jaden can't help but get some FOMO. That DOES look really fun…

Jaden: Aww, what the heck.

Jaden hops over the ledge and stomps around himself. You're only young once, you might as well do something silly every once in a while!

Xander sees his kids causing a ruckus and figures he needs to take action.

Xander: What do you think you're doing?

Lulu: Splashing!

Xander: I cannot believe you kids would do this… Without me!

Xander hops right in and plays in the water with his kids. Thankfully, no one seems too bothered by it.

Looks like there's still plenty of time to be silly, even when you're not a kid, but having some rambunctious rugrats around really helps keep a man young.

[charlesjosephwrites]

Find the Word Tag

Thanks for the tag @oh-no-another-idea!!

My words were grieve, grace, game, and grin.

I did find all of these words in The Magician and Ms. Psychic, but grieve and grace both happen to be in sentences with Major Spoilers so I'm just gonna double up on snippets for the other words since they both appear multiple times.

game

“Listen.” I slapped my hand on the table. “I would suggest a straight up fight, but since you like to cheat by not even letting me get close to you, I’d like to suggest something a little bit more fair.” I pulled a deck of cards from my pocket to plop on the table between us. “A game of poker! You win, and I’ll back off and let you do your thing, but if I win…” I couldn’t help the little grin that tugged at the corners of my lips as I leaned forwards on the table on both hands. “I get to peel off your skin to make a cute new pair of boots.” Ms. Psychic frowned. “Playing cards with a magician isn’t really my idea of a fair fight.”

game pt 2

“Fuck that.” I guided her gaze away from the house with a gentle hand. “If you go back there, he wins. You gotta let him seethe a little. Give him a chance to realize what an asshat he’s being.” Claire bit down on her bottom lip. “I’m not sure mind games would work on my dad” “Or maybe I could go give him a piece of my mind.” A curl of hair flopped into my face as I squared my shoulders. “Someone needs to make him realize that he shouldn’t talk to you like that.” I turned around, ready to march in there and yoink a few bones, but Claire tugged me closer before I could get too far. “I… I don’t think…” Her voice trailed off, and she took a deep breath. “I don’t think he was trying to say anything wrong. He just wants what’s best for me.”

grin

“Muncher.” I exhaled sharply. “Are you there?” Another several seconds of silence passed before a faint static sound bubbled through the shitty walkie-talkie speaker. “You didn’t say ‘over.’ Over.” “Muncher.” I brought the walkie-talkie up a little closer to my mouth with an annoyed huff. “What the fuck?” After another long moment of silence, I added an exasperated, “Over.” “Just following the sacred rules of the walkie-talkie.” I could practically hear the shit eating grin on Myles’ face through the static. “Over.”

grin pt 2

“What the heck?” Hermes’ voice squeaked. "Get these off of me." I couldn't help but grin as I watched Hermes try and fail to pull himself free from the handcuffs. “Not gonna happen, kiddo.” I walked backwards through the vault door. Metal clanged as Hermes tugged on his handcuffs again. “Magician.” He stomped his foot. “I’m serious.” “I am too.” I placed one hand on the side of the vault door. “Naughty kids deserve to be put in time out.”

I'll tag @ahordeofwasps, @wordwizards, @thelittlestspider, and anyone else who sees this and wants to play along.

Your words are lose, let, left, and letter.

[therealslimshakespeare]

Just binged read everything you've written and OMG HOLY HECK YOU'RE MY NEW FAVORITE WRITER!

Anyway, I'm a name nerd and I love the names you've chosen for your characters. Special meaning behind any of the names? Specifically, Elaine, her kiddos, and the various in-laws and grandkids in the Sarge universe?

XO

Oh my gosh, do you have any clue what this does to me? I’m in a tizzy, thank you my sweet anon. 😭

So glad you like their names!! Well, for Jesse I think that one’s rather obvious with any Elvis lore, I just love the name Jack but also Andrew Jackson was a Tennessean President and Jack Kennedy was elected the year lil Jackson Memphis Presley was born, so, I headcanon he was named for both. Elaine means light and it’s an old family name of some of my “vintage” relatives and I felt like I suited her. Ella is derived from the same French, meaning the same.

Marie was a nod to Lisa Marie, as I kept their birth years same. And then Shiloh means peace. Which marks where they finally were in their life and marriage.

This was such fun to go back and chat about, thanks for asking. And thank you for such a kind note, you’ve made my night. 🌼

Oh also- Desi (Ella and Johnny’s child) her full name is Desdemona. And yeah, Ella named her after the wronged Shakespeare heroine, a not so subtle dig at her father..:never a good reason to name a kid. And, in typical Elvis fashion, he held that widdle nugget and processed her overtly intense name and just shrugged and cooed “thas’ ok, Desi, your mama always was proud at spellin’ bee’s.”

And Desdemona has been Desi ever since, which Johnny insisted was far better, Ella Bug.