#like yeah it was blue and orange and green and purple but they were slightly desaturated and it was so soothing to the eye idk

[captaincleverusernamehere]

I want to hug the new tardis interior. I want to lie down on the floor in there. I bet it’s the perfect temperature (I know Donna said it’s cold but I like it cold). Looking up at the lights while they’re moving and blinking would be a healing experience for me I think.

[seoll3miwrites]

Zero Suit | Fem! Y/N x Josh Washington *Smut*

Masterlist When Y/N attends her long time crush Josh's party, she makes a plan to dress up especially from him. When she meets him at the party, tension quickly rise and she finds herself getting everything she ever hoped for. (WC: 3404 ) Song used: Into you - Ariana Grande

Warnings: Smut, AFAB! Reader, Alcohol, Drunk Sex

AN: This the first Smut I've ever written so please don't mind if it's a bit lackluster. Set in an AU where Beth and Hannah lived

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Y/N adjusted the arms of her body suit as she walked up to the Washington’s house. She walked next to her best friend Sam as they approached the door. Colour lights were flashing, and a sea of bodies could be seen from the windows outside.

“Do we even bother knocking?” Sam asked while smirking, her hands on her hips.

Y/N shrugged before reaching forward to grab the handle, twisting and watching the door open with ease, “Guess not.”

The two held hands and stepped inside, closing the door behind them. Sam took the lead and guided Y/N through the crowds and into the kitchen, where The Washingtons usually kept the drinks. As they entered, the distinctly slurred voice of an already drunk Chris greeted them.

"Hey, you guys finally made it!” He approached them and pulled them into a little group hug. “I thought I’d have to survive here all by my lonesome.”

The two girls laughed at their friend, even more so at his peculiar costume. “Are you wearing an ascot, Chris?” Y/N asked playfully, flicking at the orange piece of fabric wrapped around his neck.

“Ah well… it was Ashley’s idea,” he explained, pointing to the outfit Ashley was dancing in the crowd; the purple outfit alongside the green headband made it clear who she was dressed as.

"Wow, couples outfits already,” Y/N continued to tease, “I’m impressed, Chris.”

“Oh yeah, well, what exactly made you pick your costume then, huh?” He teased back in return, a blush forming on her face as a result.

The truth is she’d pick her outfit based on one night a few weeks ago when they were all comparing different childhood crushes. The group had all been sitting in the basement when Mike had brought it up. The conversation had quickly devolved into the boys comparing all the women they found hot, specifically video game characters.

“I’m a fine of the classics,” Josh had proudly exclaimed. “I’m kind of ashamed none of you have mentioned Samus. I mean, have you seen her in that blue suit she wears?”

At the time, Y/N had rolled her eyes while the other girls complained to the boys and forced them to change the topic. Yet, when the time came to plan her Halloween costume, her mind instantly went back to that one thing Josh had said. It wasn’t as hard to find the costume as she thought it would be, and so here she stood, leaving nothing to the imagination as the blue bodysuit clung to her body.

“Shut up, Chris,” she chastised him before turning to the kitchen counter and began fixing herself a drink. Her and Sam had drank together as they were getting ready, so she was already slightly tipsy.

“I still can’t believe me and Ash got together before you even confessed to Josh,” he shook his head in mock disappointment.

“Chris I swear to God I will throw you in the pool!” She threatened, Chris placing his hands up in mock surrender.

"Chris, come on, lay off; you know what it's like to have a crush on one of our friends.” Sam spoke up in your defence. Chris looked shameful for a moment and offered you a genuine apology.

“It’s okay,” Y/N hugged him again before noticing Ashley's wandering eyes on the dance floor. “Now go dance with your girlfriend.” She pushed him away in the direction of Ash, smiling as she watched the two hug when they reached each other.

She turned back to the corner and poured her and Sam some drinks while the blonde texted on her phone. Sam thanked her when Y/N passed her the drink before speaking, "Hey, listen, I’m going to go find Hannah; you wanna come?”

“I think just gonna chill here for a bit, you go.” She replied, and after a second reassurance to Sam that 'yes, it was definitely okay.', the blonde left the kitchen in search of her best friend.

Now by herself, Y/N leaned against the kitchen counter and glanced around the party for people she recognised. Chris and Ashley were still on the dance floor holding each other close, and next to them dancing a little more erotically were Jess and Mike. She hadn’t seen Emily and Matt yet, but knowing Emily, she had probably dragged him to the hot tub.

With her eyes focused on the crowd around her, Y/N didn’t see the person slowly creeping next to her. Sliding close, they leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Boo!”

She jumped with a small scream and whipped her head around, coming face to face with the new person. “Josh!” She yelled at him as he laughed, “Don’t do that!”

“Sorry, sorry, I just couldn’t help myself,” he apologised but was still laughing, leaning on the kitchen counter. Josh looked good; he was in a surprisingly simple jean and white t-shirt combo but had topped it off by covering himself in fake blood.

“So who are you supposed to be?” Y/N asked, moving past his little scare.

Instead of answering, he pulled a small white device from his pocket and lifted it to his mouth before speaking, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” It seems the device he was using was a voice modulator that deepened Josh’s voice.

"Oh, Billy Loomis!” She pointed at him as she realised, “You look so cool.”

“Thanks,” He replied before looking at her in a way Y/N couldn’t figure out, “You look... well, you lot hot, Y/N.”

She blushed and smiled shyly, "Thanks.”

There was an almost uncomfortably long moment of silence between the two; they both looked away awkwardly, each drawing a long sip from their drinks, “Are you... do you like the party?” Josh broke the party while looking at her expectedly.

“Um yeah!” She replied, and she turned to look at him, “You always know how to plan them.”

“Do you wanna go join Chris and Ash?” He offered gesturing to the dance floor with his thumb.

“Sure.” Y/N allowed Josh to take her hand and lead her onto the dance floor; although they didn’t find Chris and Ashely, they still stayed in the centre of the dance floor.

The crowd cheered as the next song played, and couples quickly gravitated to each other, Y/N blushing as she realised what the song was. However, the drinks were catching up, and her body relaxed as she kept dancing unashamedly.

I'm so into you

I can barely breathe

As she turned slightly as she danced, Y/N felt some hands tentatively reach out and hover by her hips.

And all I wanna do

Is to fall in deep

Turning around, she came face-to-face with Josh. He was looking intently at her eyes, hooded with an unreasonable expression on his face.

But close ain't close enough.

'Til we cross the line,

Before she could lose her nerves, she placed her hands on his and guided them so he was touching her hips. 

So name a game to play.

And I'll roll the dice.

She began to gently sway, allowing the gentle rhythm to control her movements. Josh kept a hold on her hips, slowly stroking her side in circular motions as he continued to watch her.

Oh, baby, look what you started.

The temperature's rising in here.

Y/N looked up at Josh, her stomach twisted as she made eye contact with his intense stare. She started to gently sing along to the words as she maintained eye contact, almost gasping as Josh pulled her closer.

Is this gonna happen?

Lifting her arms, she placed them around his shoulders, linking her hands at the back of his neck before pulling him even closer. Y/N continued to sing along, allowing Josh to feel her breath on his skin.

Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move.

Before I make a move

He paused as he listened to the lyrics she was singing, a spark of hope passing through him as he looked at her carefully. “Are you sure?”

“Uh huh” is the only sound she can make out of before pulling him forward and slamming her lips to his. The moment her lips touch Josh’s, her whole mind goes blank. His lips are slightly chapped, and he tastes like beer, but all Y/N wants is more.

She feels his hand squeeze her hips as he pulls her even closer; at this point he’s practically leaning over her.  When she gasps into the kiss, Josh takes the opportunity to slide his tongue past her parted lips.

A hand slowly slides from her hips to cup her ass gently. Josh smirked into the kiss as he slowly felt through the thin fabric. “Y/N…” He teases, “Are you not wearing underwear?”

Her face grew hot in embarrassment. "I... the bodysuit was too thin, and I didn’t want them showing.”

"Well, I’m certainly not complaining." Josh replied, giving her ass a rough squeeze, “If anything, it just makes you hotter.”

All Y/N can do in reply is pull him back down into another heated kiss. She whined into the kiss and subconsciously ground herself forward into him. Letting out a strangled moan that was drowned out from the music, Josh pulled back from the kiss so he could whisper in her ears.

“Do you wanna take this somewhere private?” His breath was warm against her ears.

“Yeah.” She lets Josh grab her hand and lead her through the crowd. They left the dance floor and made their way upstairs and walked down a long corridor full of couples just making out. Eventually the pair stopped in front of what she recognised as Josh’s room.

“Gimme me a second,” Josh said before pulling out a key. “Didn’t want any strangers doing it on my bed, so I locked it.”

Y/N leant against the wall, giggling as she watched him struggle with the lock for a moment before he was able to swing the door open. He pushed the door open, flicking the light switch on so the room was filled with a dim light. He grabbed Y/N’s hand again, leading her inside and quickly closing the door behind her.

As soon as the door was shut, he pushed her against it, pinning her there with his body as his lips found her neck. He started kissing and gently biting at her skin, smirking into her skin at the little whines she made.

“You have no idea... how much I’ve thought about doing this.” He whispered into her skin, causing shivers to spread through her body.

She pushed him backwards towards the bed and shoved him so he was sitting on the edge of it. “I think I might be able to guess,” she spoke seductively, and she carefully kneeled in front of him.

He leaned back against his elbows as he watched her, his eyes trailing down her body slowly. She leant forward and slowly moved her hands from his thighs up to his crotch, smirking at him as she felt his arousal through his jeans.

“I turn you on that much?” Y/N asked him as her hands absentmindedly stroked him through his clothes.

"Mhm," he hummed out, biting his lower lip slightly. Josh's hands gripped at the sheets, his hips slowly rocking against her hands as a quiet moan left his lips.

She giggled in pleasure at his reaction to her touch, moving her hands to his belt as she fiddled with the buckle. Once the belt was undone, Y/N quickly undid his jeans so she could pull them down, struggling slightly from her position.

Josh lifted his hips as much as he could to make it easier for her; once they were at his ankles, she lifted his feet to pull them off completely. Now only in his boxers, she went back to palming his arousal.

“Fuck Y/N!” He moaned, the feeling of her hands more noticeable through the thin fabric. “You gotta stop, or this is gonna be very disappointing for the both of us.”

When she didn’t stop, he reached down to grab her wrists to pull her hand away. His eyes were closed as he tried to catch his breath, still holding on to her wrist. “Shit… just gimme a minute.” Josh said between breaths.

Y/N pulled her wrist away from his grasp and stood up, moving close to him. She lifted his chin so he was looking at her. Without looking away, she moved even closer to straddle his legs. His hands moved to rest on the upper part of her thighs.

Josh leant forward so their lips touch, pulling back away she followed, lips still connected in a heated kiss. Y/N placed her hand behind his neck before dragging them up and into his hair, causing him to groan against her mouth. She rocked herself against him, gasping as she was able to feel his cock against her pussy between the two thin layers between them.

He hissed from the contact, wrapping one arm tightly around her hip so he could push her closer. His free hand moved from her thigh, gripping the back of your head and tangling itself into her hair.

“Fuck… I need you.” She said between kisses and small moans before pulling away to yank his jumper above his head, which he gladly raised his arms to help with.

In a quick motion, Josh picked Y/N up and turned to put her on the bed. He crawled on top of her so his body rested over hers, one hand gripping her hip, as the other rested above her head as he propped himself up.

“Wait!” She said as Josh started kissing the shell of her ear. “I need to take off the bodysuit.”

He laughed in her ear before responding, “You said you weren’t wearing any underwear right?”

“Yeah… why?”

Josh slowly pushed away from her ear and moved back to look Y/N  in the eyes, an evil smirk slowly forming on his face.

"Well, in that case..." He leaned back further, slowly sliding down her body and kneeling on the bed, “Spread your legs.”

She looked at him suspiciously but still slowly spread her legs for him. He moved further down on the bed, sitting back on his heels so he was level with her hips. He let his fingers slide along her thighs slowly, but then suddenly gripped the thin fabric of her bodysuit and pulled. Y/N's eyes grew wide as she heard a loud rip and felt the cold air on her now bare skin.

“Josh!” She yelled at him, earning a simple smirk in reply. Y/N was about to chastise him but was cut off by her own moan, caused by Josh’s tongue now massaging her folds.

He smiled and hummed into your folds at the sounds you made, causing you to moan louder from the vibration and reach down to pull his face closer. “Josh… please… oh fuck.”

Josh was relentless; as he continued to lap up her juices, he used his fingers to gently rub circles into her clit. His other hand then moved in to her entrance as he slowly inserted a single finger and slowly began to thrust into her.

“I-I’m gonna…” Y/N could barely speak as she was hitting her peak.

“Do it, lemme taste you.” He pulled back to speak before moving back, this time inserting a second finger as he licked. It was too much for Y/N, as she orgasmed not long after. She was thankful the music was so loud downstairs; hopefully it drowned out the sound of her scream.

“Mmhm,” Y/N barely heard Josh through her euphoria. “This might be my favourite taste.”

He lifted his head up from between her legs and looked into her eyes, asking a question without talking. Understanding what he meant, Y/N noted and allowed him to slide himself back on top of her. He paused for a moment, throwing of his boxers, reaching across to his bedside drawer, and pulled out a condom, making sure it was on, before he fully propped himself up above her.

“Are you sure?” He asked verbally this time, giving her a chance to back out as he lined himself up with her cunt.

“Please just fuck me.”

“With pleasure.” With that, he carefully inserted himself, closing his eyes in pleasure, “Shit Y/N, you’re so tight.”

He went slowly, giving her a chance to readjust to his size, stopping once he was fully inserted. Eventually Y/N started moving her hips to his in little thrusts, “I need you to move.”

Slowly he pulled his cock out of her cunt almost to the tip before suddenly slamming himself back, causing Y/N’s back to arch as she screamed out in pleasure. As he found his rhythm, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, creating a new angle that allowed him to go deeper.

"Fuck, shit.. go faster." She could barely speak between moans, as she felt the pressure building again.

Josh happily obeyed her and picked up the pace, slamming into her harder and faster. They looked into each other’s eyes for a moment before Y/N pulled him down into a heated kiss as his thrusts continued.

A low moan escaped Josh's lips as their lips met once more. Neither of them were thinking clearly anymore, too consumed in their own primal lust. He wanted her, all of her.

He pulled out for a moment, gripping her bodysuit from where he’d torn it previously. His muscles tensed as he pulled it apart again; it split upwards, exposing her entire front. With some quick manoeuvring, Josh was able to pull her arms and legs out of the tight fabric, leaving her completely naked.

“Oh god, Y/N, you’re so fucking beautiful." He said before entering her cunt again, thrusting far more erratically than before. When Josh felt his arms begin to give, he held onto Y/N’s waist and flipped them so she was now on top. “Ride me, baby.”

She took a breath, readjusted herself, and slowly began to rock. The feeling of Y/N slowly rocking over him caused a low moan to escape his lips, his fingers digging into her hips.

“Josh… I think gonna cum..." Y/N moaned out as the pressure increased again, indicating she was near her peak.

“Me too… Just keep moving,” he groaned out, pushing her down onto him by her hips. She moved faster and faster, chasing the high that she knew was coming.

Y/N threw her head back as her second orgasm ripped through her; she heard Josh groan as her cunt clenched around his cock. He came not soon after, the tightness causing him to spill into the condom. When she came down from her orgasm, she collapsed on top of him; her body felt numb, and she could barely catch her breath.

After pulling out of her, Josh gently pushed Y/N of him so she was lying at her side. “Just lay there a sec; I’ll be right back.”

She watched him stand from the bed, still completely naked, and make his way into his bathroom. He came back moments later with two glasses of water and a towel draped over his shoulder.

“Here, sit up and drink.” Josh said as he gave her his hand to help pull her upwards before handing her one of the glasses. As she drank, he parted her legs again and tenderly wiped her with the towel, making sure she would be comfortable in the morning.

Once he finished wiping her, he moved to his drawer and pulled out a T-shirt and two boxers. Josh walked back over to Y/N and helped her place his shirt over her shoulders and slide his boxers over her legs. After putting the second pair of boxers on himself, he lay back down next to her.

“Shouldn’t you get back to the party?” She asked as Josh pulled her to his side. “You are the host after all.”

“Nah, Hannah and Beth can deal with the guests,” he replied, pulling the covers over the both of them. “I much prefer this to any party.”

When she hummed in agreement and closed her eyes, Josh smiled softly and leant down to kiss her head before also closing his eyes. They could hear the muffled beat of the party still happening downstairs as they both slipped into sleep, Y/N resting her head on his chest as he held her close.

[saddled-on-stars]

So agree with you on Beetlejuice and the hair thing. What do you think are some hair color emotions that haven’t been defined yet? The show sets up green as like a nice neutral color for him and purple as sad and red as angry. I’ve seen some headcanons for yellow being scared and pink being love so I’m curious then what you think blue or orange might mean?

Hey! Great question :) So yeah, we know that green is his average/neutral color, his purple is sad, and red is angry. However, for other emotions... In my opinion, I see yellow as sort of people saying that his hair is blonde. And while I'm not against that (and I'm definitely not against blonde hair), I just think it goes against his unique "mood ring hair" thing that he has. So for me and my opinion, I don't think he would have yellow for an emotion, because it seems a little too natural for his case. As for pink, it's SOOOOO canon for him feeling love. I'm specific about shades, so like it would be a nice Rose Pink (Hex: #F7879A) for his love feelings, but I also see pink as his flustered emotion. So his love emotion would have that nice 'muted' Rose, but his flustered would be more deep and colored like Darkish Pink (Hex: #DA467D). As for Orange? Sure thing! For orange, I personally think that it would be the case of him being disgusted/anxious/uncomfortable. One of my headcanons that I didn't mention was that he gets anxious really easily, and he overthinks a lot. (Soft babeh Beej 🥺) So he also has nervous habits like picking/chewing at his fingernails, fiddling with his tie, and pacing. So when he does these, his hair would probably fade to orange, but it wouldn't be super bright, more muted like Jasper Orange (Hex: #E89149). Blue? I would probably have to say this one is fear. We know that he's usually the one that scares others, and he LOVES hearing their sheer terror (musical reference wink-wink), but there's nothing that scares him more than seeing you in danger. He knows that he's powerful and can probably stop whatever danger you're in, but the fear still grips him of losing you. One that you didn't ask about but I feel like he would have is just pure black. Now, I know I said that blonde seems too natural, and yes, I know that black is a natural color as well, but this one is slightly different from your typical black. There's no life to it. And also yes, I understand that he's dead, but still. There's no highlights, no sense of emotion, just void hair. I feel like he would have this color if he just feels lost. If he were depressed, he would probably have this with hints/highlights of purple, but yeah, just lost. His "void hair", as you may call it. But yeah, I hope this answers your question! I know it was super detailed lol, I kinda geeked out over it :) Let me know if you want to know more!!

See you soon! - Star ★

[vyntilador]

Let Me Cherish You

The boys catching you talking oh-so affectionately about them🫶

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Genre: Fluff / Romance

Character/s: Marius, Artem, Luke, Vyn

Fandom: Tears of Themis

A/N: me rn screaming into my pillow and getting all giddy writing vyns part LMFOAOAWHSHAHAAHH

(you talking is color red, marius is purple, artem is blue luke is orange n vyn is green btw)

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𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼

You were over at his family home havinf a small chat over tea with his father when he suddenly raised the question; "What did you find in Marius that made you love him?" You pondered the question for a moment, gathering it all and smiling to yourself as you thought more about him. "Well, for starters, I love his eyes. That maybe sounds a bit basic but I love the way he looks at everything as if it's the most priceless thing in the world. He uses everything he sees as an inspiration either as a painter or a businessman. Even if he had this.. 'annoying' laid-back attitude, I admire him for still being able to make me smile and comfort me in dark times." You were unaware of the smile blooming on your face as you kept going. "In all honesty, there's kind of a lot of things I like about him. Maybe some, I haven't found yet or some that are just so amazing that I can't put it to words." Austin von Hagen laughs softly and later then turns his gaze into the doorway where his son stood, frozen and staring fondly at his lover.

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𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓶

(god he deserves all the wholesome energy in the world so here😭)

You and Artem were stationed in an orphanage for a task in the law firm. The job you were given was connected to a child that resides within the orphanage which led you to your situation right now. You were sat on the floor with a number of children surrounding you as they 'interrogate' you. "Miss, is he your husband?" A little girl speaks up, her big, innocent eyes gazing into yours as if she sees your soul itself. "Uhm, no—" You were taken aback by the child's sudden inquiry that you stuttered slightly. "Mr. Wing is my co-worker. He's not my lover." You smiled sweetly at the child as you explained to her. "But how come you act like a married couple?" What..?—"Yeah! My mommy and daddy act exactly the same!" two kids now spoke and your panic increases. "Missy, if you're not married, then surely you like him, right?" A little boy asks and you sigh internally at the sudden turn of events. "Look! Miss attorney is turning red!" Many of the kids cheered and you sighed once more, not knowing how to deal with them. The children begged you to answer their questions and you were left with no choice. "..Yes, I kinda like him." You responded in a soft and quiet tone, making sure he doesn't hear. "But why do you like him?" a child asks, gaining the other kids attention. "Why do I like him..?" you ponder for a moment then spoke. "Well, he's really kind. Whenever I'm working, he's always looking out for me. And also, I look up to him! He's such a great person overall that I want to be like him. And.." "Look! She's smiling! " A little girl interrupts and the room full of children erupt with cheerful voices. "That's what my dad always does whenever mom comes home from work." The hoard of children discuss amongst themselves once more and you felt helpless until the sweet sound of a voice all too familiar was heard amongst the voices of the children. "Hey now, let miss have some rest. She's been very busy and I want you all to take good care of her, not tire her, okay?" "Okay!" the children agree in unison. Artem smiles to himself as he thinks of the words you described him as. He makes sure to stop by at the flower shop before going to work tomorrow.

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𝓛𝓾𝓴𝓮

A karaoke booth packed with 'adults' screaming singing their hearts out. That was the kind of situation you were currently in with Luke and your old classmates. Luke held the microphone in one hand while his eyes were trained on the tv displaying the lyrics. Your gaze stayed unmoving on him until somebody spoke up from beside you. "So, you still like him?" You whip your head to the direction of the voice to see one of your old best friend along side Luke back then snickering. You stayed silent, not knowing how to answer. More of your friends heard the topic of discussion and crowded around you for an answer. "What'dya like about him?" "If I had to guess it's probably his academic ability." "No! Not only that! Look at his build." "I can't believe you guys only look on the outside. It's his personality!" They all argued about which it was you liked about him but the answer was clear in your heart. "I don't like him just because he has a well built body or he's very intelligent but, I love him because he's always sincere. Ever since we were children, he was always honest with me. He never hesitated to do anything just to cheer me up and I love him for that. Though, I think he's gotten used to basically throwing his own well-being away just to save me and I wanna keep his mind at ease that it's not only him that has to protect the other. I'll protect him too, even if I'm not really capable." The girls that swarmed around you all swooned and squealed in excitement, saying how your love story would be just like a kid's fantasy novel about princesses. A blush bloomed on your face, mimicking the color of red flowers while trying to avoidtheir gazes but what you were unaware of was that Luke was looking straight at you the whole time, falling in love all over again.

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𝓥𝔂𝓷

You were only supposed to bring him lunch when you're suddenly swarmed by his students, all asking you questions as per your sudden appearance within the school. All the female students all talk amongst themselves while the others interrogate you and suddenly, a voice pierces through the noisy atmosphere. "Wait! You're all asking the useless questions! Miss, are you and Professor Richter dating?" The room goes quiet as all the students' attention turns to you. They all move closer to you demanding an answer and you sigh, defeated. "No, we're just..." as you thought of an answer, you suddenly cut yourself off , thinking if you were friends, acquaintances, work partners or...lovers. "... friends?" you finish your answer in an unsure manner. The students scoff and others laugh. "Come on miss, we're psychology students. There's no way in this green earth that Professor Richter looks at you like that and you're only friends!" students all agree and nod as they talk loudly once more. "Well, let's just say you're just crushing on him, what do you like about Professor Richter?" A rosy tint slowly emerges to your cheeks as seconds pass while you thought deeply about it. "Well— uhm.." you sigh and just decided to speak your thoughts. "He's very kind and caring. The moment I saw him, I already felt comfortable around him, with that soft expression he has. He's good both inside and outside. And uhm, please don't tell him but, I was already captivated by him on our first meeting. I mean— if you'd all just seen how cute and...attractive..? he was! I swear, I could've melted right then and ther—" the sudden sound of a low chuckle in the tone and voice you're all too familiar with interrupts your words as you look up and see all the students' eyes wide while some cover their mouths and you slump knowing that he's right behind you. "My rose, can we speak privately for a moment?" his voice was calming and smothered with loving affection and you take a quick look at the students again all hurrying out the room to give you privacy all the while snickering amongst themselves. "I've told them to get home as soon as classes are dismissed but they still don't listen." he takes a few steps to stand in front of you and he puts his finger underneath your chin to gently tilt it upwards so that he can lay his eyes upon your face. "But I guess I have them to thank for letting me overhear how much you adore me." he takes your hand in his and gives a chaste kiss on the back of it. "How about a dinner date then, my love?"

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A/N:this shit messy fr💀

[spacecowboy-01]

The paladins of Voltron are attending a gala in honor of Princess Allura’s sacrifice and as celebration of the defeat of Prince Lotor and the Galran Empire.

Keith notices that Lance is seeming more distant than usual, and has wandered off since the festivities had begun. Keith motions to Shiro, and begins to follow Lance.

“Lance!”

Keith runs after Lance through the courtyard, passing flowerbeds arranged in a circle, with a rustic yet modern fountain in the center, flashing the paladins’ colors in order: purple, red, blue, yellow, green, orange, and then pink.

Lance catches a small hint of what seemed to be Keith’s voice behind him. The blue paladin, in his navy blazer, slacks and black tie, with his short, fluffy brown hair brushed neatly, turns around and slightly widens his soft brown, slightly reddened eyes when he notices Keith standing there, across the courtyard. “Keith? Is that you?” His voice betrays a hint of break as he calls out to his friend.

The red paladin and leader of Voltron, with his long, black, thick mullet pulled neatly into a braid, in his deep maroon slacks and blazer, black tie and deep purple eyes gazes back at Lance with a solemn silent understanding.

“Lance…” Keith begins to approach him, while trying to fight the urge to look him up and down, turning slightly red at the thought. “Look.” He stops a couple feet in front of him.

“I understand how you’re feeling, I..” He stops a moment as flashbacks of the catastrophic fire his father died in played through his head. He is brought back to reality when he looks back up at Lance, the one who he grew to appreciate and be most fond of during their time together. “I know how it feels to lose someone- someone you love. And I know it’s difficult. I do. I-“

He snaps his head to the side, pinching the bridge of his nose then waving his hand away as he continues: “I’m not good with words. Or people. Or emotions. Not like you are. But, I just- I didn’t want you to feel like you’re alone. Cause you’re not, and that would be stupid.”

Lance looks down at Keith in slight surprise, and scoffs at Keith’s last remark. He then shakes his head and puts his hand on Keith’s shoulder and says: “I know. Shiro had.. told me about what happened, the um, the first time we were all together on the Castleship on the anniversary of..” he stops a moment as he sees Keith look back up at him, his purple eyes seeming to gleam against the glow of the now purple water fountain behind them. “Yeah. I get it.” He finishes.

“Heh, yeah..” Keith adds. “Anyway, I just wanted to tell you again that I get it. I know losing.. Allura, is very hard on you. I know you truly loved her. But, I just- I’m here for you, man. And- you’re not alone.”

Lance slightly raises his brow and chuckles at the remark, then removes his hand from Keith’s shoulder and brushes through his hair. Keith turns slightly red while watching Lance’s hair, oh his perfect, fluffy hair.. tussle up and reveal the curls hiding underneath his hand.

Lance sighs and adds, his tone more serious and quiet, “But in all seriousness, thank you. This, I’ve- I’ve tried to be strong for the team and not show that I’m crumbling but, it’s gotten kinda hard lately..” he takes a second to wipe away a stray tear that fell from his right eye. He lets out a heavy sigh, and continues, “It feels kinda- kinda relieving to know I have a friend in this. Thanks, mullet.”

Keith scoffs and rolls his eyes at the nickname, but then gently replies “No sweat… Tailor.”

To that, Lance finally smiles and lets out a laugh. Keith blushes a bit while observing the Blue Paladin finally reveal a pure, happy smile- one that hadn’t been shown in weeks. Keith then sighs, and suggests, “Why not we head back inside? We’re missing out on all the fun, and plus- Shiro’s probably on the hunt for us. You know how he is, with his space-dad like feeling.” Lance laughs. “Yeah, he is kinda like our collective space-dad, isn’t he? Yeah, let’s head back. It’ll be good to see the others again, instead of being out here.”

The pair head back inside, and are graciously greeted by Shiro, Pidge, and Hunk. Pidge and Hunk secretly exchange glances as they see Lance put an arm around Keith’s shoulder and laugh, smiling for the first time in what felt like forever.

[bwabys-scenarios]

Reunited

Part 20

Illumi x Reader x ??????

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warnings: Kurapika is kinda falling in love with reader? may do an short ending with him after York New? This chapter is very main 4 focused. Also illumi is toxic AGAIN!! BOO

The morning sun was just starting to peak over the clouds, illuminating the path before (Name)

The girl had packed her three friends treats into a basket and was on her way to the servants quarters to deliver them.

The three had informed her they’d most likely be coming to the manor the 14th to rescue Killua, which she was excited for.

The entire time she’d been there, (Name) hadn’t been able to sneak away to meet with him. Every time she was caught by either Kikyo or a butler. Kikyo would innocently inform her that Killua was being punished, and to run along before (Name) had to join him.

(Name) knocked on the door, Zebro opening it shortly after.

“Miss (Name) I wasn’t expecting to see you here today! What is it you need?”

The old man kindly held the heavy door open for her as she walked in. Her friends were sat at the table, eating breakfast when they spotted her.

Gon shot out of his seat, jumping up to hug her. “(Name)!”

The girl laughed, patting his back as he sniffed the air. Kurapika stood as well, setting his fork down and prying the boy off of her.

“(Name), what brings you here?” He asked, his eyes on her large basket. Leorio approached as well, Gon watching with hungry eyes.

“Oh, if you didn’t know, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day! I came here…”

She shoved her hand into the basket, the sound of crinkling plastic being heard.

She pulled her hand out, in it a small bear. “To give you this.” She handed the bear to Kurapika, grabbing a bag of homemade chocolates and cookies for him as well.

“Happy(early) Valentine’s Day!”

The man looked at the gift, his face turning tomato red. He looked between the gift and (Name), his heart thumping against his chest. “For… for me?”

“Yes!” She smiled, the sight causing Kurapika to shrink into himself, holding the bear to his chest.

“Thank you (Name), I-“

“Oh, here’s yours too, Gon and Leorio!”

She handed their gifts out, each receiving a bear and two bags of treats. Gon hurriedly opened the bag, stuffing several cookies into his mouth before he could be stopped by Leorio.

“Oi, don’t eat too much, we have training today!”

Kurapika watched the scene with a sigh, looking down at the bear. His was a light shade of red, with a blue heart. It was soft, looking up at him with cute button eyes.

A part of him felt… sad that he wasn’t the only one receiving her affections, but he pushed those feelings away. He didn’t have time to think about what his heart wanted, besides revenge.

“Did you hand make these, (Name)?” Leorio asked, staring down at his orange bear with a green heart. She nodded, slightly nervous.

“Yes! The hearts are scented!”

The three boys sniffed the hearts, each giving her a surprised look.

“(Name), thsi may be the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received.” Kurapika said softly, looking at the bear lovingly. Leorio held it up, tears flowing from his eyes.

“A GIRL GAVE ME A VALENTINES DAY GIFT!! FUCK YEAH!”

“Language!”

“Oops, sorry (Name)!”

The four chatted, (Name) eating breakfast with them. Her training was called off until either Kalluto or Illumi returned, so she decided to work with them for the next day.

“I’m gonna be staying here tonight. Is that alright, Zebro?”

The old man nodded, pointing up the stairs. “I’ll have a butler prepare a room for you upstairs. Take it easy, Canary told me you received an injury yesterday.”

The three’s eyes were immediately on her, watching her tug her sleeve further down her arm. Kurapika frowned, grabbing her arm and pulling up her sleeve.

There was a deep purple bruise in the shape of a hand on her skin, with what looked like the imprints of long fingers on the edges.

Behind his contacts, Kurapika’s eyes turned a deep scarlet, the man barely able to control his breathing.

“Who did this to you?”

(Name) flinched at his voice, shrinking back into her seat. “It’s not like that. I was sparring with someone.” She replied.

That wasn’t the full truth, Illumi had angrily squeezed her arm, exasperating the bruise, but she didn’t want to give her friends anymore reason to dislike him. They didn’t understand him!

“… I see. They should be more careful with you.” He let her go, still internally seething. He knew she wasn’t telling the entire truth, but wouldn’t call her out on it now. Kurapika cared for her feelings, and knew pushing her would only make her clam up.

“Well, (Name) wants to train, she can’t progress without a few bumps and scratches.” Gon said, crossing his arms. “I don’t like her getting hurt either, but if they treat her too gently she won’t get any better.”

(Name) beamed at the boy. Finally, someone who understood and didn’t treat her like a child! “Gon’s right. (Name) is a hunter now, she needs to be strong. Although I myself could never harm a lady!”

(Name) giggled at Leorio’s words. Kurapika leaned against his chair and sighed. He knew they were right, but for some reason he couldn’t stand to see her in pain. The way she flinched at his touch worried him greatly.

“Alright boys, let’s finish up breakfast and get to work!”

—————

(Name) looked at the testing gate, groaning. “Yikes, I forgot how big this thing was.”

The group were standing in front of the testing gate, Leorio, Kurapika, and (Name) stretching to ready themselves. Gon’s arm was still injured from his fight with Hanzo, so he stood near them, obviously jealous that they got to try and he didn’t.

“Should I put on the vest too?” (Name) asked, pointing to the black vest they all wore.

“Maybe not, it’s-“

Kurapika was quickly interrupted by Zebro. “I think that’s a good idea!”

Zebro handed (Name) the vest, which caused her to instantly topple over.

“(Name)!”

Kurapika and Leorio rushed over, the girl grunting as she struggled to hold the vest up. “Its- it’s so heavy! How the hell are you all wearing this thing?”

“It might be hard for you to hold, but it should be easier to wear. Here, I’ll help you put it on.”

Leorio gestured for her to lift up her arms, the man slipping it over her head, sliding it down past her shoulders. He stopped right before her chest, staring.

“I think I’ll take over here.”

Kurapika smacked Leorio’s hands away and pulled the vest over her chest. Ever the gentleman, he had her spin to make sure the nothing was bunched up.

“Oh wow, this sucks, but I’m here for the long haul.”

She waddled around, trying to get used to the added weight. Kurapika and Leorio had to stifle their chuckling at her antics.

The three continued their work, now carrying around heavy plates of disks and doing push-ups. (Name) had gotten used to doing push-ups, but not with the extra weight. Even so, she did better than Kurapika and Leorio, able to do 30 at once before collapsing.

“Wow (Name), where did all that strength come from?” Leorio asked, watching the girl do her 30th push-up.

“Let’s just say my trainer in the Zoldyck mansion thinks running a few miles and doing a hundred pushups is LIGHT exercise.”

“Yikes.”

——————

The sun began to set, the three exhausted. As they walked back to their shared home for the night, they caught Gon training. He was scolded by Leorio and Kurapika, who had to remind him he was supposed to be resting.

“Ahh I’m beat!”

(Name) sat down on the couch, her vest folded up in the closet. Zebro had taken it once they walked inside, stating she needed to sleep without it to not exacerbate her injury.

“So, who’s taking a shower first? I know I’m not sleeping with a bunch of sweaty boys in the house.”

Kurapika had sat down next to her, raising an eyebrow. “Of course you can shower first. It’s only fair.”

“Fair? Why don’t we make it even more fair by playing rock paper scissors?” (Name) asked, grinning.

“That’s really isn’t necessary-“

“Deal!” Gon leaped from his seat, using his good hand to make a fist, indicating he wanted to play.

“Okay, we’ll do me versus Gon, then the winner will go up against Kurapika. Then the next winner will go up against Leorio! That’s how we’ll decide who goes first. Then the rest of the losers can play again to decide who goes second!”

(Name) smiled, the others agreeing to her rules. Gon sat in front of (Name) holding out his hand.

“Rock!”

“Paper!”

“Scissors!”

“Shoot!”

——————

(Name) sat with her knees pulled to her chest, an obvious pout on her face. The two other boys poked her legs, laughing softly.

“How did I lose to every single person?” (Name) whined, kicking at Leorio as he poked her.

“I’m not sure, you must have awful luck!” Gon said with a laugh, leaning his head against her shoulder.

“I didn’t know Kurapika was so good at Rock Paper Scissors! He had no mercy!” Leorio cried.

The order of who got to take a shower was as follows: Kurapika, Gon, Leorio, then (Name). She had lost every single round, the hope leaving her eyes after each defeat.

“If you hadn’t been stubborn, you could have had your shower first.”

Kurapika leaned against the doorway to the bathroom, his wet hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks. Gon leaped from his chair, passing Kurapika and slamming the door. They could hear him singing some song as he readied his shower, causing the three to laugh.

“Hey, Kurapika, you really should dry your hair. You might catch a cold.”

He pushed back a strand of wet hair, sighing softly. “It takes too much time, and my arms are tired.”

“Oh, then let me do it!”

Kurapika didn’t have time to process her question, as (Name) was already standing up and grabbing a towel and pulling him over to the couch to sit on the floor. She sat on the couch, pointing the spot in front of her.

“Come on, it’s no trouble.”

He watched her for a moment, deciding to humor her. He sat down in front of her, close enough so she could reach his head. The first thing she did was gently run her fingers through his blond locks, causing the young man to stiffen.

“I’m gonna start now, okay?”

She placed the towel on his head, gently wrapping it around his hair and fluffing it. She started to hum softly, Kurapika relaxing under her touch.

He hadn’t been cared for like this in a long time, it reminded him of being a child. Her touch was soft, caring, like that of a mother. Kurapika had to try his best to hold back tears.

It was painful to remember, especially when those memories were of the Kurta clan. No matter how much time passed, little things like this were enough to plague his mind.

(Name) pulled the towel back, her fingers running through his hair again. “Mmm, still a bit damp. Do you want me to leave it, or-“

“Please continue.”

His tone surprised (Name). It wasn’t that of her usual calm friend, no this was from a desperate man in need of her touch. She wasn’t stupid, she knew Kurapika was hurt. Just one look into his eyes told her something had broken him, changing him into a man that he had never wanted to become.

So she did continue, drying his hair and humming, stopping ever so often to run her fingers through his locks and compliment the pretty color.

It wasn’t much, but Kurapika appreciated this attention greatly. He wasn’t used to being cared for so tenderly. The last time he allowed himself to relax in this way was around his old friend…

“Your hair is all dry now, Kurapika!”

She smiled down at him, ruffling his hair. He nodded, standing.

“I’ll return the favor once you’re done, (Name).”

She paused, scratching the back of her head. “Well, I’ll probably just blow d-“

“There is no blow dryer.” Zebro called from the kitchen. (Name) groaned, accepting Kurapika’s offer with a shy smile.

‘She was so willing to help others, but why does she seem to hate accepting things in return for her kindness?’ Kurapika thought, glancing at her. This had happened a few times before, along with her viewing herself as useless.

Although he wanted to address these issues now, he knew it wasn’t the time. She had enough on her plate, being basically kidnapped and (in Kurapika’s mind) sexually harassed by a literal assassin. He stored this information away for later.

The door flew open, Gon exiting the bathroom with his hair sopping wet. (Name) glanced in Kurapika’s direction before giggling.

“It seems I’m gonna be drying a bunch of peoples hair tonight.”

——————

She ended up drying both Gon and Leorio’s hair, adding in some of her leave in conditioner to Gon’s hair as he whined.

“I’m sorry, but it’ll help with the tangles. I hope you don’t mind smelling like strawberries for a while.”

He didn’t, and the other two ended up getting some mixed into their hair as well. Although Kurapika seemed to take care of his hair the best, it was still in need of some extra love.

The group of three left this experience with silky locks, all smelling of strawberry soap. It didn’t seem to bother them much, Gon sniffing himself every once and a while with a grin.

(Name) left them to walk up to her room and grab a change of clothes. The butlers had been there alright, filling the drawers with all the clothing she could ever need.

After picking her pajamas for the night, (Name) strolled to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She didn’t think they would come and peek on purpose, but she did know that one of them may forget she was showering and walk in to use the restroom.

Something similar had already happened on the airship, Gon having walked into the ladies room accidentally. Thankfully just (Name) had been in there washing her hands, because she doubted Ponzu would have been as nice as her.

The girl stripped, dropping her clothes into a laundry basket and stepping into the shower. The water felt nice on her tired muscles, but stung at her injured arm.

Usually she could take long showers, over 30 minutes, but today she settled for 15, quickly washing her hair and body before exiting.

She slapped on some lotion and moisturizer before slipping into her pajamas, yawning lightly. The finishing touch was wrapping a towel around her hair.

(Name) walked out of the bathroom, sighing in content as she looked at the dinner table. It had been set up, with the main dish being a roast. There were mashed potatoes, broccoli, and rolls as side dishes, the scent of it all causing her to drool.

“Mmm, nothing beats a nice dinner after a long day!”

(Name) took a seat next to Gon, having a plate handed to her by Seaquant. During her first visit to the servants quarters, Seaquant had been a bit rude, but now he was more polite when he wasn’t ignoring her.

“Thank you!”

(Name) dug in, the others staring as she devoured her meal, kicking her feet happily before she stopped, placing her fork down. “This… wasn’t poisoned was it?”

Kurapika blinked, giving her a confused stare. “Poisoned? Why would it be poisoned?”

(Name) thought back to her first night at the manor, and how Illumi had questioned if her food had been poisoned before she ate. “Mmm… I guess it wouldn’t be, since this isn’t the main house.”

She continued her meal, her three friends now a bit concerned. Was she being poisoned on such a regular basis that she had to ask?

When (Name) finished her meal, she began to walk upstairs, yawning. “I’m gonna go to bed. I-“

Kurapika followed behind her, (Name) pausing to stare at him.

“Kurapika, what are yo-“

“Did you forget I said I’d help dry your hair?”

She blinked, then shook her head. “No, of course not.”

“I can tell you’re lying. Hurry up, it’s getting late.”

—————

Kurapika sat on her bed, watching as (Name) pulled the towel from her hair and handed it to him. The wet hair hung around her face, water dripping onto the floor. “I have a bit of a tender head.” She whispered, looking away in embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

She sat cross legged in front of him, her back to him. Kurapika realized in that moment he had never dried someone else’s hair for them, dropping the towel on her head.

He tried his best to remember the feeling of her hands in his hair, the amount of pressure she applied. Eventually he began to towel dry her hair, humming an old Kurta lullaby.

“Mm, you have a nice voice Kurapika. What’s that song you’re humming?”

He ran his fingers through her hair to test how damp it still was, placing the towel back on her head to continue. “It’s a lullaby, one my people used to sing to the children at night. I’m a bit surprised I still remember it.”

Usually talking about the Kurta filled him with pain and anger, but right then in that moment, the phantom troupe didn’t exist to him. The only thing that really mattered was that she was here, gently leaning against his knees and smiling.

“That’s sweet. Your people must of been very talented to produce such a sweet melody.”

He softened at her words, glad that she couldn’t see the tears pooling in the corners of his eyes.

“Yes, they were.”

After he finished drying her hair, Kurapika lingered. For some reason he didn’t want this moment to end, didn’t want to leave her comforting presence.

“Kurapika, would you like to see some pictures of my cats?”

The blond nodded, greedy to spend more time with (Name). She stood, plopping onto the bed next to him. When she was this close, he could smell her lotion, sighing contentedly at the soft lavender scent.

She pulled out her phone, scrolling through a few pictures of her cats, squealing in delight at some.

“Oh, and this is Tammy! She’s actually pregnant right now, and I’m soooo mad I won’t be home when she has her babies!” She huffed, showing him a picture of a brown tabby cat with a small round belly. He chuckled, seeing a reflection of (Name) taking the picture in the mirror behind the cat.

“She’s cute. When will she be giving birth?”

“Mmm, I think within the next week or so. We’d only discovered she was pregnant a few weeks before the exam.”

She peered at him, smiling sweetly. “You can have one of the kittens if you’d like. I trust you enough.”

Kurapika blinked, a light pink on his cheeks. “I would gladly adopt one if I actually… had a home for her.”

(Name) tilted her head at this. “Do you not have a home to return to?”

This seemed to be a sore subject, causing the blond to sigh and look away. “No. After my clan was massacred, I never was able to find a place that felt like home. I go from place to place, but never stay for long.”

(Name) nodded, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I understand. In that case, you’re welcome to come stay with me if you need to. You’ll always have a place in my house, okay?”

This time Kurapika let his tears fall freely, nodding. “Thank you (Name), you don’t understand how much that means to me.”

She wrapped him in a hug, patting his back gently. They stayed like that for a while, (Name) rocking him as he pulled himself together.

“I think I’ve taken up enough of your time.”

The man stood, brushing the tears from his eyes and giving her a brave smile. “I’ll head to bed now. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight. Don’t be a stranger, I’m here if you need me!”

(Name) watched him go with a hand over her heart. She could physically feel his pain and suffering, barely holding back tears of his own.

She was determined to be the best friend she could be to him, a good influence on this heartbroken boy. Unbeknownst to her, Kurapika looked down at his hand, imagining the feeling of her hair and the smell of her skin.

A part of him wanted to stay longer, but he knew it was late. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, and (Name) needed her sleep.

He lied down on his bed, looking up at the ceiling above him with soft eyes.

“I hope she has good dreams.”

——————

(Name) awoke to the sound of grunting and groaning. She rubbed her eyes, glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand next to her. It was only 3 am, she’d had 4 hours of sleep.

She stepped out of her room, peering down the hallway to see Gon and Leorio doing the same. She glanced between the two, an unspoken question between them.

‘Who’s making that noise?’

A cry rang out into the night, the three rushing towards the sound. They ended up dashing into Kurapika’s room, the blond writhing in his bed, asleep.

Leorio crouched down to shake his shoulder, but was slapped away. He gasped, pulling back.

“That hurt. Maybe we should just leave him be. It seems like he’s just having a bad dream-“

(Name) gave him a look, the man silencing himself instantly. She stepped forward, just out of Kurapika’s reach. “Hey, wake up. You’re having a bad dream.” she cooed softly, bending down. He whined, relaxing ever so slightly at her voice.

She thought back to earlier when he’d told her about the lullaby he’d been humming and decided to hum it for him now.

His contorted face instantly softened, his limbs falling to his sides. She took this as a chance to push his hair back off of his sweating forehead.

Gon yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “I’m gonna go back to bed. You got this?” He was worried for Kurapika, but knew that his presence wasn’t helping anything. (Name) nodded, not pausing her humming.

“Alright, I’ll be heading out too. Try to get some sleep, (Name).”

With the two gone, (Name) was left alone with the blond, sitting on the floor next to his bed so she could be comfortable.

“(Name)?”

She glanced to her side to see Kurapika’s eyes boring into her, his breathing slowing.

“Yes, I’m here.”

He reached for her hand, squeezing it tighter than he would of if he was more in control of his emotional state. She didn’t complain, only watching him with a careful eye.

“You were having a bad dream. Would you feel better talking about it?”

He thought for a moment before shaking his head. “That’s alright.”

Kurapika watched her, his eyes going from an intense red to a soft grey. “Was that… the lullaby I told you about earlier?”

“Yes, I thought it might help you calm down.”

“… it sounds much better coming from you.”

She giggled, patting his head. “Quite the charmer huh? Let’s get you tucked back in.”

Kurapika lied back down, (Name) pulling the cover up to his chin. “Thank you, I’m already feeling much better.”

“That’s great.”

She stood, sitting on the edge of his bed. “It’s getting late, I’m gonna go ba-“

“(Name).”

He grasped her sleeve, his eyes wild. She’d never seen him look at her like that, like a desperate animal.

“Yes?”

Kurapika pulled on her sleeve, his chest rising and falling slowly. “Can you stay until I fall asleep?”

She sighed, a tired smile on her lips. “Of course.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be.”

He leaned back against his pillow, able to relax with her near him. Kurapika didn’t understand why, but having her around made him soft.

He was usually a very cold and calculated man, but that flew out the window when she was near. It was like he could be vulnerable, childlike, soft, and she wouldn’t judge him for it or call him weak.

What was it about her that made him feel this way?

“… I had a dream about the massacre.”

(Name) stiffened at his statement, looking down at him with worried eyes. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. That’s awful.”

She pushed back his hair again, letting her hand wander to his cheek, caressing it. Her lifted his hand to hold hers, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.

“I have these dreams frequently, so don’t blame yourself. Nothing we discussed earlier caused this.”

He sighed, letting go of her hand. (Name) yawned, pinching herself to stay awake.

“I’m going to try and sleep now. I’m so sorry, but your presence helps me… relax.”

He closed his eyes, finally able to sleep in peace. (Name) stayed with him until he started to snore, knowing that he was knocked out.

She snuck out of his room, climbing into bed. It was 5 am now, (Name) sighing before passing out.

——————

The three awoke earlier than (Name), allowing her to sleep in a bit. Kurapika felt guilty for keeping her up so long, nervously tapping his fingers against the table.

“Mmm, I think it’s time to wake her up. If we train without her, she’ll be pissed.” Leorio stated, standing from his chair. Kurapika stood as well, walking past him and up the stairs.

“I’ll do it.”

Leorio and Gon shared a glance, confused by his strange behavior.

Kurapika knocked on her door as he opened it, the sound doing nothing to stir the sleeping girl. He paused at her side of the bed, giggling at her disheveled hair and clothes.

“(Name)? (Name), wake up. It’s time for breakfast.”

She whined, turning away and smacking his hand away from her shoulder.

“Mmnn… I told you to stop Illumi.” She groaned, pouty.

Kurapika raised an eyebrow at that, shaking her again. This time she stirred, looking up at him with sleepy eyes. “Kurapika? Mm did you sleep well?”

He felt soft again, sitting next to her on her bed. “Yes, thank you. I was able to sleep peacefully because of you.”

She nodded, swinging her legs over the side of the bed to sit next to him. “That’s good. I was really worried about you.”

He felt his heart thump against his chest, out of embarrassment or happiness he wasn’t quite sure.

“Don’t worry, it was just a bad dream. I don’t-“

She looked him in the eye, completely serious. “Kurapika, I don’t care if it was just a bad dream. When I see my friends suffering, I can’t NOT worry. Even if it’s annoying or if I’m deemed a worry wart, I’ll never stop worrying about the well being of my loved ones.”

Kurapika’s breath hitched in his throat. What was with this girl and her innate ability to bring tears to his eyes and a clench to his heart?

“It’s not annoying at all, (Name). It feels… nice to be cared for. Just…”

He looked away, struggling to find the words. “Maybe it’s hard to accept care when it’s hard to care about yourself.”

Her words caused him to turn back to look at her. The air was different, (Name)’s eyes boring into the wall.

“Yes. It is.”

Kurapika had no room to be angry that she didn’t seem to care about herself, because he was in the same boat, but something made him grab her hand in a tight grip.

“Kurapika, w-“

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes locked on her (e/c) ones. She gasped, the color a beautiful scarlet, one she’d only seen a few times before.

“I won’t pry into your business, because I would rather you not do the same with me, but just know one thing.”

He smiled, pulling away slightly to cup her cheek. “I care about you, and I’m sure Gon and Leorio do as well. Even if you can’t seem to care about yourself, we will do it for you. You will always have someone that loves you and wishes for the best.”

He wasn’t shocked to see tears threaten to fall from her eyes before she pulled herself together, leaning into his touch.

“Have I ever told you you’re a sweet boy?”

“A few times.”

They laughed, (Name) standing up and stretching. “Alright, I’m gonna get changed. I’ll meet you down in the kitchen in a minute.”

Leorio watched Kurapika leave the room with a raised eyebrow. His blond friend had a sweet smile on his face, holding his cheek.

“That took a while. What, were you busy making out or something?”

Kurapika stiffened, causing Gon to gasp.

“Wait!! Were you really!?”

“No.”

Kurapika gave them a look, quieting the two instantly. “We just had a chat. Besides…” he folded his arms, a sly smile on his face.

“I wouldn’t kiss and tell.”

—————

(Name) jogged down the stairs wearing a skirt and sweater. Leorio blinked as she sat down next to him, looking at her skirt.

“You sure you wanna work out in that? Its not exactly the easiest to get around in a skirt without… you know.”

He acted out the scene, twirling around the screeching when his skirt(a pillow) flew up, “exposing everything”.

“Leorio, you’re deplorable.” Kurapika said with a groan, covering his red face.

“But I’m not wrong!”

She laughed, standing up and twirling.

“Unlucky for you Leorio, I’m wearing a skirt with built in shorts!”

The group ate breakfast, finishing their meal before walking outside. This time Kurapika helped (Name) get her vest on, gently sliding it over her shoulders.

“They’re getting kinda close, huh.” Leorio whispered to Gon, who shrugged.

“I guess! I’m just glad Kurapika seems happier.”

Leorio nodded absentmindedly, watching the two giggle at each other with worried eyes.

‘I just hope he doesn’t get too attached too quick. It’s never good to put all of your chips into one person, especially within such a short amount of time.’

(Name) helped clear the table after breakfast, singing along to a song Kurapika didn’t know. When finished, she looked at the group and gave them her biggest smile.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!”

They all smiled back, the older two a bit bashful.

Kurapika, Leorio, and (Name) stretched in front of the testing gate, Zebro watching over them.

“Hey, why don’t you try removing those vests today?” Zebro called, Leorio grinning.

“Oh? Music to my ears!”

The two threw their vests off, Kurapika turning to help (Name) with hers.

“Ah, she can keep her vest on. After all, it is you two who must open the gate.”

(Name) frowned, her hands on her hips. “I don’t mind keeping it on, but I want to help my friends.”

Zebro sighed, shaking his head. “I wish I could let you, but this has to be done by your friends. If you help, it wouldn’t be fair to their efforts.”

(Name) rolled her eyes but complied, watching the two as they worked.

“It’s okay, (Name). Just you being here helps us enough!” Leorio stated, him and Kurapika pushing the gate in sync. It began to open, the guards watching on in shock.

“Damn it… it won’t move any further!” Leorio grunted.

(Name) turned her head at the sound of the ground shaking, seeing Gon had taken off his vest and sling. She moved to stop him, but paused when she saw determined look in his eye.

He strolled forward, placing his hands on the testing gate.

“Gon!”

“Why are you using your left arm?”

“It’s okay. My arm’s healed now.” The guards watched on in a mix of shock and excitement, (Name) cheering for them.

“Healed?” Kurapika questioned.

“Are you sure Gon?”

“Yep! Anyway, we have to push together, right?”

The two nodded. “Right, let’s push!”

“Let’s go!”

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

The three pushed, the sounds of their effort causing (Name) to anxiously rock on the heels of her shoes.

“You got this!”

“It’s opening…” Seaquant mumbled, Zebro chucking in response.

The door finally opened, Gon falling through onto the ground.

Kurapika and Leorio held the doors open, trying their best to control their breathing. “It opened.”

Kurapika and Leorio grinned. “YES!”

“We did it Gon!”

“Uh-huh!”

(Name) rushed in, helping Gon up as the doors closed, the two men leaning against the now closed gate to catch their breath.

“That was amazing! I can tell how hard you boys have been working!”

She pinched Gon’s cheek affectionately and helped the two to their feet

“Follow the path, and head for the mountain. The mansion should be somewhere up there. I’m ashamed to admit that even though I’ve worked here for twenty years, I’ve never been up the mountain. Sorry that I couldn’t be of any help.” Zebro said, watching over the group with kind eyes.

“No, that isn’t true. You’ve been a huge help. Thank you for everything!”

Gon gave a quick bow before sprinting off towards his group.

“Mmm, this is a different path than the one I took up the mountain, it’s much… nicer.”

(Name) skipped along the path, stopping every few minutes to admire the scenery. She wasn’t able to get out much, and Kukuroo Mountain was beautiful.

“There’s another path? Well if this one is easier we’ll take it.”

Leorio didn’t know that although the path was clearer and easier to traverse, it would be harder to get past. There was someone waiting for them, someone that would not let them by easily.

“Leave. You’re trespassing on private property. I cannot allow you to pass without permission.”

(Name) looked at the girl, immediately recognizing her as Canary. Canary blinked, smiling at (Name) politely.

“Miss (Name) is an exception of course.”

“We called ahead, and we came through the Testing Gate.” Gon began walking forward.

“The butlers did not give you permission to enter.”

“What do we need to do to get permission? I said I was Killua’s friend, but they wouldn’t put him on.”

“I wouldn’t know, because no one has ever received permission, besides Miss (Name).”

“Then we’ll have to trespass!”

“I suppose so. In any case, this is where I draw the line. If you take one step beyond this line, I’ll remove you by force.”

Canary pointed to (Name) then behind her. “Miss (Name), you are free to continue down this path if you’d like. You’ll reach the butlers quarters in no time.”

(Name) stiffened, shaking her head. “No, I won’t go without-“

“(Name).”

She stopped, turning to Gon. He gave her a smile and a thumbs up.

“It’s better if you go ahead. It might make it easier if we have an inside man.”

Kurapika nodded. “It’s better for you to be safe instead of staying with us. I don’t want our actions to get you in trouble.”

“But-“

“No buts!” They yelled in unison, causing the (h/c) haired girl to pout.

“Fine! Canary, don’t go to hard on them.”

She didn’t answer (Name), only a hint of a smile for her response.

—————

When (Name) reached the butlers quarters, Gotoh was waiting outside for her. “Miss (Name).” He greeted, waving her inside.

She spent the next few hours being scolded for helping the “intruders” and training her Ren. As the day passed by, she checked the windows constantly to see if her friends had made it yet.

“Master Killua is on his way.”

(Name)’s Ren faded immediately, the girl jumping up excitedly. “Really? Oh my gosh!”

Gotoh led her upstairs, where she was told to wait until Killua arrived.

She sat on a couch, staring at pile of… chocolate robots? Weird, she’d never seen something like that before.

“Miss (Name), Master Killua has arrived.”

“(Name)!”

Killua rushed into the room past Gotoh, tackling her into a hug. “Killua, you’re okay!”

She gave the boy a tight squeeze, patting his head gently. “I… I didn’t know if you were gonna be okay.” Killua said, his voice barely above a whisper.

(Name) looked over his face, frowning at the wounds that littered it. “I thought the same with you. What happened? Illumi told me you were being punished, but I was hoping it wouldn’t be so…”

“Brutal?”

“Yeah…”

Killua sat up, crossing his legs. “Well, I did stab my brother and mother, so I let them punish me a bit. But now that’s over, and I’m gonna see Gon again!”

(Name) smiled widely. “Yeah, I actually saw them earlier today. They’ve been working really hard to rescue you, ya know. You have some really good friends.”

He paused, sniffing the air. “(Name), what’s in that bag you’re holding?”

He pointed to the small cloth bag, tilting his head in confusion. “Oh, this? It’s for you!”

She handed him the bag, allowing him to tear it open. It was like watching a kid open a present on Christmas Day, his eyes lighting up when he laid eyes upon the chocolates and treats.

“I made you your own teddy bear and some baked goods! Happy Valentine’s Day!”

He immediately began munching on the chocolate, happily telling her how good it was. “Almost as good as my chocolate robots!”

He downed the treats quickly, turning to the aforementioned robots. (Name) remembered Illumi ordering several entrees during dinner, giggling. Him and Illumi were alike, in some ways.

“Gotoh is gonna tell us when Gon gets here, so we can just relax. What have you been doing?”

—————

After a lengthy explanation of what had happened during her stay, Killua nodded his head. “I don’t like it, but I agree with Illumi. Kalluto knows better than to use his full strength against a non-target.”

“Ugh, everyone keeps saying that.”

“Because it’s trueeee!”

They stuck their tongues out at each other. “Anyone ever tell you how annoying you are?”

Killua paused.

A memory surfaced to his mind, one of him and (Name).

flashback

“Killua, are you here?”

The young girl peered behind a tree, her voice tinged with worry. Usually the young assassin would be there by now, but he was uncharacteristically late.

She already worried enough about Illumi getting hurt during a mission, and now her heart was thumping painfully in her chest thinking about her young friend being hurt, if not killed.

Before she could think anymore, a dark shaped jumped out of the trees, screaming. (Name) yelped and fell, tumbling down the small hill and landing against a log.

“Oh no, (Name)!”

Killua had planned on spooking her, not killing her! He ran down the hill, watching as the girl sat up, groaning. He knelt beside her, apologizing as sincerely as he could.

“Ugh… has anyone ever told you how annoying you are?” She asked, ruffling his hair. The comment had no malice behind it, something Killua wasn’t used to. She wasn’t angry that he had caused her to get hurt, just a bit annoyed.

flashback end

“… yeah, someone told me once before.”

He stared at (Name), his catlike eyes taking in her face. She treated him like she always had, with a motherly touch and kind words. Had her memories returned, or was she this kind to every person she met?

(Name) leaned against her chair, huffing. “I swear, i only met Illumi a week ago but he acts like he gets to make all my decisions for me.”

Nope, she definitely didn’t remember. He was starting to feel bad for his older brother, if only a little bit.

The two chatted for a bit, Killua become more impatient by the minute.

“Geez, how long do we have to wait? Hey, Gotoh!” He opened up the door to a dark hallway throwing his voice into the dark.

“Anyone around?”

(Name) joined him, confused. “What’s going on?”

The two rushed down the stairs, opening the door to the living room to see their friends sat on a couch, being applauded by several butlers.

“Gotoh, is Gon here yet?”

“Killua, (Name)!”

“Oh, you’re here, Gon! Along with… Kurapika!”

“I’m just an afterthought?”

“Liorio!”

“It’s Leorio!”

The group laughed, (name) leaning against the back of the couch. “I can’t believe you came, what happend, your face is a wreck!” Killua teased.

“Yours isn’t any better!” Gon replied.

“Hey Gotoh, I told you to let me know as soon as they arrived. What were you doing?”

The butler bowed in Killua and (Name)’s direction. “Forgive me. I had them participate in a little game.”

“A game?” Killua asked, already suspicious.

“It was nothing more than a poor joke. I apologize for any aggravation. Did you enjoy yourselves?”

Leorio rubbed the back of his head, relieved. “That was some really good acting.”

“What, did they try something?” Killua questioned, his eye on Gon.

“No, they were entertaining us.”

“Really? Well anyway, let’s go somewhere else. Anywhere else, right now. If we stay here, my mom will give us all an earful!” Killua groaned out.

(Name) watched them from behind the couch, smiling. They noticed she wasn’t joining in on the conversation, Kurapika deciding to ask her about it.

“(Name), are you coming with us?”

She shook her head. “No, I have training to do. Illumi has been kind enough to allow me to stay until it’s completed.”

The four visibly deflated, Killua whining like a child.

“But!”

They perked up, looking to her with excited faces. “I’ll accompany you all to town. Let’s spend one last day together, until we have to go out separate ways!”

That seemed to be enough for them.

—————

(Name) returned home the next day, having made plans to meet the group September 1st in York New, the same time she was meeting her old friend.

She yawned, being escorted back to the manor by Canary. “Gon said you gave him a beating. He’s stubborn, isn’t he?”

Canary had a hint of a smile on her lips. “Yes, he is.”

The two walked in silence, Canary holding open the door for her as they entered the manor. It was nearing dinner time by the time she’d gotten back.

The group of five had done some shopping in town and eaten lunch together, wanting to spend as much time with each other until they were forced to part ways. Kurapika and Leorio would be going their own way, while Killua and Gon had decided to stick together.

Because Gon didn’t have a phone, Killua and (Name) exchanged numbers so they could stay in contact.

As (Name) changed out of her clothes and into a new dress for dinner, she heard several notifications on her phone.

Unknown: hey (Name), it’s killua. be careful, my family is crazy, and I think mom is a bit too interested in you

(Name) sighed. She already knew this, but appreciated his warning nonetheless. She set his contact as “Lil Guy”, giggling.

The next message was from her old friend.

Grumpy Pants: received gift, thank you

Her heart beat faster, a hand resting against her mouth. Her friend almost never thanked her, he must of really liked it!

The third message was from Illumi.

Illumi: I’ll be home later tonight. Don’t wait up.

She closed her phone. (Name) didn’t want to admit it, but she was a bit excited to see Illumi. She had just said goodby to her friends for at least 7 months, and could use his company.

She sent him back a quick message before running to dinner.

Strawberries: okay, be safe!! <3

——————

Illumi looked over (Name)’s message with a pang in his heart. Her kindness truly knew no bounds.

“It’s almost time, Illumi.”

Hisoka looked completely different, his extravagant appearance and voice altered by Illumi’s needles to make him look and sound average.

After all, it wouldn’t make sense for Hisoka to attack (Name). Illumi wanted to keep his business arrangement with Hisoka, and if he did after Hisoka attacked (Name) she would probably be upset.

“… alright. I’ll give you the signal when she returns to her room.”

He looked over her message, biting his lip. Was this really the right decision? He didn’t know, but Illumi was desperate for her to learn her weakness. The thought of her going out into the real world unaware of the dangers in it made him insane.

“… I’m sorry (Name), but I’m going to be breaking my promise tonight.”

[respectthepetty]

out of curiosity are some colours more common than other, is it possible to rank them as most to least common?

By this question, do you mean in QLs? As color-coded characters? Who are in color-coded pairs?

Well, I'm not a data person. I work in the humanities, so we don't "do" numbers, but if I had to compile a list based solely on my consumption of QLs (Thailand who is the largest producer of QLs, Japan, Korea, Taiwan, Philippines, Vietnam, and even China) , yeah. I would state that some colors are more common than others.

So on that note, black is the most common color-coded character.

Black is normally paired with a "light" character in the forms of multicolored characters or white-colored characters, so I don't really rank "light" characters, but they would be next in line if they were one color.

But black is also paired with blue.

Which means blue is the second most common color-coded character.

Korea tends to pair blue with green. Japan normally pairs it with yellow/orange. However, Thailand mainly pairs it with red.

The next most common color-coded character is red, which is significantly fueled by Thailand.

Strangely, yellow/orange (usually used interchangeably) is the next most common color-coded character.

It's odd because previous to 2022, there were not that many, but they are popping up a lot more in the past two years, specifically in Thai media.

Which means green is now slightly behind yellow/orange since Thai media doesn't use it as much, and Japan and Korea haven't used it as much recently either.

Next is pink.

Which much like red, is basically because of Thailand.

Purple and brown get no love!

However, brown has strangely been used more than purple.

Which is why I have high hopes for Wandee Goodday since Wandee will be a purple color-coded main character.

So yeah. Nothing too formal, but based on my informal observations, this is how the colors would rank from most common to least common color-coded characters in the QLs I've watched.

Thanks for the ask.

[ygodmyy20]

So I'm still obsessed with spirit designs for mob psycho 100 characters. It has not ended...SO come along with me as I continue on this adventure.

I wrote out my initial thoughts here: https://www.tumblr.com/ygodmyy20/739079912539996160/this-week-is-hard-mode-emotionally-so-were-gonna?source=share

And you can see the cute chibi versions of Teru and Shigeo here https://www.tumblr.com/ygodmyy20/739362691235315712/spirit-cuddles?source=share

Below the cut are closeups and more of my descriptions!

Shigeo

The most defined out of all the designs as if you look at my initial post, I take a lot of inspiration from @sodasexual but I diverged a bit in some things I liked more like the design of his tail and feet

I like the idea that his whole body is just a galaxy of ever changing stars. He and Ritsu have aquatic qualities to them but you can see Ritsu is MUCH more...well, fish like haha Shigeo is this mixture of aquatic and kinda cat-like. I like his hair being like ???% hair. Where it is a little wavy.

He has fins coming off his body that come off at different spots. Still figuring them out. But the direction I want to go in is they are kinda like axolotl fins.

When he gets upset his color changes to a deep purple and blue and when he is happy it is a bright pink. It is similar to how I imagine his aura reacts to his emotions. If he is VERY upset he will be black, with only specks of red, and you barely will be able to see the white of his eyes. Very very similar to ???%

When Shigeo gains more power (similar to Teru) his form grows and changes. I haven’t gotten the details in my head quite yet but more appendages, larger body, more fins, his “hair” grows and changes. As we fondly say he looks a touch more eldritch in nature. His increased power form may look slightly more terrifying but he’s the same old lil guy, just in a massive spirit form.

(Also does Teru love Shigeos spirit form even when it’s eldritch and full of stars and galaxies and black holes? Um yes of course hahah he adores it. Also yes we terumob here not sure if that was….clear hahaha now it is)

Teru

Teru is my beautiful feathery seraphim!

look at his lil face!!

Teru's form can grown into a much more biblical-looking angel if he gains power, but his default is this light and nimble feathered spirit. Lots of his design takes from the elemental look of fire. In future I want lightening to make more of an appearance but I am just sticking with fire for now.

Teru is covered in feathers, and has at least 3 pairs of large ones down his back. He also has two little tufts where his ears would be. His color is also ever changing. He can blend from oranges to yellows to whites and even turquoise and purples. But his base color is oranges and yellows.

(And yes Shigeo also loves Terus spirit form, when he finally saw it for the first time he knew it was perfect!)

Ritsu

So far Ritsu matches a lot of Shigeo's general look and feel but he is more green in color, like an ocean, and he has a sharpness to him around his form. His tail is dark and sharp, and his entire body when upset will bristle and become sharp like a cactus.

Ritsu is not all sharp though. His hair is wavy kinda like seaweed. Taking his current longer hair in canon and just making it longer and more wavvy.

So yeah. That's where I have gotten to!! Thanks for joining me on this fun journey. I'll keep playing with these spirit designs and evolving them - you haven't seen the last of 'em!

[piko-power]

Under the Moonlight - Part 1 - Legend of Dark Gaia

WHO'S HUNGRY FOR SOME WACHOWSKI HALLOWEEN STORIES?? (I am at least XD)

THIS STORY IS VERY LONG BUT WILL BE IN PARTS SO DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.

Quick note: This story takes place before the sequel. Any Sonic Movie story I write like this one will be a pre-sequel story.

After a long, fun night of trick or treating, Sonic was about to head home, but came across an old friend. He thought he wanted to get some ghost stories out of him, but he was not expecting to hear something so... Nightmarish.

-

Orange, red and yellow of the leaves slowly rain down to the neighborhood in Green Hills. Sundown is completely gone, all is left is the light of the moon in the dark sky, lurking behind the almost leaf-free trees.

Children and teens of all kinds ran down the sidewalks, most on the roads, to hurry to the next houses for more of the sweet, sugary goodness that is Halloween candy.

The best kind of candy.

One group of kids come across a small house, the front lawn decorated with fake tombstones and funny looking skeletons, which appeared to be dancing by the tree.

And the door already greets them with such a, not-so threatening message: "Knock, if you dare."

One younger kid, who is dressed up as a cowgirl, rings the doorbell, and raises her small blue pumpkin bucket up high before the door opens. So did the rest of the group.

One other kid in the center of the group comes up front, the kid being Sonic, wearing a black cape with worn out gloves with "blood stains" on the tips of his fingers. He was sporting fake fangs and has red makeup drizzled down from his mouth.

He thought a vampire was the best choice for his first Halloween costume.

The door opens, revealing a young man holding an purple bowl, with drawings of spider webs going around it. The bowl was half empty, but it contained chocolates of all kinds, from milk chocolate, to peanut butter, to caramel.

"Trick or treat!" The group exclaimed, holding out their buckets and bags full of candy. "Hey, cool costumes, you guys!" They said, grabbing handfuls of chocolates and gave them to each kid.

"You guys look reeeaaal spooky, tonight. Especially you, Johnny, super scary!" They chuckled, complimenting the young boy wearing an iconic Pennywise outfit.

"What about me?" Sonic asked, being handed with a few candy bars. "Do I look spooky too?"

"Oh, yeah! You look spooky, alright! Awesome costume, Sonic!" They said.

Sonic slightly pumps his fists and quietly exclaimed, "Yes!"

In no time, all the kids got their chocolates and walked off, waving goodbye to the man. "Happy Halloween!" They all said.

Sonic also waved goodbye before leaving. "Thank you! And Happy Halloweeeeeeeeen!" He said in a spooky tone, clawing his hands before almost dropping his bucket. He giggled and ran off. "You too!" They said before closing the door.

Sonic approached Tom, with a huge smile on his face. "This night is AWESOME! I got SO much candy so far! Check it out!" He then shows off his pumpkin shaped bucket which was filled to the brim with lots of different candies.

"I got chocolates candies, sour candies, even bubble gum! And that's not even half of what I got!" He shrieked with joy, looking inside his bucket. "I know I said this a hundred times already, but, I LOVE HALLOWEEN!!"

"I know." The sheriff said, also smiling. He couldn't get enough of seeing this small hedgehog being happy over this night. "And you actually said it 17 times tonight."

"You counted?"

"Of course I did."

"...Nah, it wasn't too much."

"Right."

The vampire hedgehog then switched his bucket to his other hand, as his fingers were getting sore from the heavy bucket. "Ouch..." He then moved his fingers a little bit to give them more circulation.

"Alright! On to the next house!" He said, as he was about to run off when suddenly the Donut Lord held him by the arm. "Whoa, there! Hang on." He spoke.

"What, what? What is it? Why are we stopping?" Sonic said, getting eager and a little bit impatient to wait before heading to another house. Even his knees were bouncing non stop.

"It's almost eight o'clock." Tom looked at his phone. The clock was just a few minutes until eight. "And??" Sonic placed his gloved hand on his hip.

"It's getting late, and the day is almost over. It's time for us to head home, bud." Tom said, almost regretting saying that, considering how much fun Sonic has been having.

And he called it, as Sonic's ears flopped down and he just looked almost devastated. "What? Already?! Aw, come on!" He whined, kicking the ground. "Halloween can't be over yet! Can we go trick or treating for a few more minutes?? Please????" He cupped his hands together, pleading.

"Sorry, but we can't stay out here too late. Halloween is over til next year." He patted his head, hoping that information will calm him down.

He knew it wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot.

"I can't wait until next year. This is my first ever Halloween with you, Tom." He said sadly, looking at the ground. "I was having so much fun..."

"Hey, it's alright. Don't be sad because it's over. Be happy that it happened!" Tom placed his hand on Sonic's shoulder. "I was having fun too, and trust me, next year will be even more fun, and even more spooooookyyyyy!" Tom wiggled his fingers at the hedgehog, trying to look intimidating, but Sonic laughed at the sight.

At least that cheered him up.

"Haha! You're right! Next year will be even better than this one! I already have plans for my next costume!" He said, giggling, and looking all better already.

"Well, that was fast." Tom said, walking along with Sonic. "Duh, that's what I'm known for." Sonic jokingly boasted, catching up to him.

"I'll give you a hint: BRRAAAAIINNS!!" Sonic roared, reaching his hands out and walking slowly and weakly like a zombie.

"Oh, boy. I wonder what it could be..." Tom taps his chin with his finger, pretending to think really hard on what this costume could be.

"I'm gonna go all out on that costume next year! Just you wait!" He beamed up a confident smile, thinking on how his zombie costume will look.

Maddie was the one who helped out his costume, and even buying an extra pair of gloves to make it look better. He knows that she can make a great zombie costume.

"Why not a zombot? That's more iconic."

"Ehhhh, I'm good." He chuckled nervously. "I'll just stick to old school, thank you very much."

Sonic cringed at the memory of his first horror movie night with Tom, Maddie and Wade. It was just gonna be the three of them, but the moment Sonic over heard them say "horror," he couldn't take no for an answer.

He wished he did though. He wasn't expecting Night of The Zombots to be so... Gory.

At least Nicholas Cage looked pretty badass in the film.

"And I thought Poltergeist was freaking scary..." He mumbled to himself.

"I heard that."

"The movie wasn't that scary! Besides, you can tell the CGI was fake even from the first viewing!" He crossed his arms, trying to act tough.

"It was from the 2000s, it was the first Visual Effects movie Studiopolis Productions worked on." Tom stated.

"Whatever."

"You should see the remake. It's twice as scary." Tom teased.

"Oh, God, there's a remake?!" Sonic squealed with concern.

And he blinked. "Uh, I mean, I bet that movie also sucked."

"Hey, now." Donut Lord said, kneeling down to Sonic's level. "Don't hide the fact that the movie made you feel uncomfortable, alright? You even admitted it yourself that night."

"I'm just not used to expressing myself, dude. You know that."

"I do know that, but I'm here to remind that your feelings matter, okay?"

"...I knew that." He smile crept on his muzzle.

"Okay, let's head home." Tom continued walking off with Sonic alongside, bucket still in his hand. Sonic watched all the kids and teens in different costumes roaming the streets. He felt sad at first, but smiled once again knowing that he'll be able to do this all over again next year.

He really does love Halloween.

-

"Finally, we made it home." Tom sighed, happy to see his house. Sonic didn't even knew that the house was close by cause his mind was elsewhere. "Already? Geez."

"What's up, buddy?"

"Didn't you see that one house that was covered in egg yolk a few minutes ago??" He points behind him.

"Ahh, must've been Karen and Issac's little trick." Tom barked slightly. The young teens are pretty rebellious, and not in a good way. They get in trouble in school more times than anyone else in town, and sometimes draw nasty messages on buildings.

And to make them worse, they despise Sonic, even though he saved the town not too long ago.

They always call him dumb nicknames like "man-hog" or "blue rat." Sonic always hated "man-hog" the most.

But he brushed them off, he knew they were just jealous because he's the one who saved the town from Robotnik. But, of course, Issac and Karen are a total pain to not just Sonic, but to the majority of Green Hills.

Especially Wade.

"...Oh." Sonic just now realized who that house belonged to. "Poor Wade..."

"That's the third Halloween in a row." Tom shook his head.

"I hope it's easy to clean off."

"Trust me, it was not." He knew from experience.

Sonic was able to see his house from a distance, and he can already see his own fake tombstones and other spooky decorations and fake webs swaying in the gentle wind.

He smiled, excited to show Maddie all the candy he got tonight.

He was about to move forward but then suddenly notice a bright light from within the forest far from the house. It drove his attention away from the house and idea of heading back home.

What was that just now? He thought, looking behind him and looking closely into the woods.

Nothing else was happening. The light didn't even appear again. Maybe it was just his imagination?

"Hmm..."

"Buddy?" Tom called out, just realizing that Sonic stopped walking and is now ahead of him. "I, uh... I'll be right back." Sonic said, zooming straight into the forest, along with his bucket of candy.

"Sonic?!" Tom cried out. "Where are you going??" Sonic was already gone by the time he finished his question.

-

Sonic continued walking through the woods searching for the source of the light that went by earlier. He had ideas on what that was.

A car driving by? Perhaps.

Some guy wearing a super bright costume? Maybe...

A firefly? ...Yeah, no. That's not it.

"Hello?" Sonic called out. "Anybody out here?"

There was no response, but he kept searching anyway.

He came to a halt however, when he suddenly saw the light peaking through the trees. It's the same one from before. He found it!

Sonic zipped straight to the source, only to find...

"An RV?" Sonic looked around it, realizing how familiar it looked. "Hey... This is-"

"Blue Devil!"

A voice cried out, making Sonic jumped and dropped his bucket, pouring out candy onto the ground. "My candy!" He panicked, grabbing them back to the bucket quickly. "Nonononono..."

"Ahh, didn't mean to frighten ya." The voice spoke from close by. Sonic, while he was still putting candy back, looked up to see none other than Carl putting away his things into the RV. It was hard to tell, but he had a small smile behind that bushy beard of his.

"Crazy Carl! it's been a while, old pal! I thought you were at Spring Valley?" Sonic said, picking back up his bucket, all the candy back inside.

"Ah just wanna pay a little visit before ah head back." He spoke. "Maybe sometime the next day I should give the sheriff a good ol' visit and-" Carl was then distracted by Sonic's costume. "That's a... Interesting outfit ya have there."

"Like it? I'm a vampire!" Sonic said, clawing his gloved hands, looking spooky. "BLEECH!"

Carl was unamused. "Ya call that scary? How is a vampire scary?"

"You don't like it? ...Rude."

"It's called an 'honest opinion,' ya Blue Devil. Ah've seen scarier things than a vampire out of all things."

"Oh?" Sonic raised a brow from that statement. "Knowing you, and considering the time of year," Sonic's smile grew wider, in love with the sudden idea that just popped into his head. "Perhaps maybe you should... Oh, I don't know..."

"What? Spit it out, already." Carl demanded calmly.

"Heheh." This is gonna be good.

"Carl, you must've seen and heard about a lot of interesting stories in your life. I would love to know these stories and why they are so much more scarier than vampires." Sonic placed down his bucket on the ground in front of his feet.

"Well now, you better be takin' these stories seriously. These aren't just like those phony ghost stories the children often tell." Carl began. "These are real. Very much real." He said, in the coldest tone possible.

"In that case, enough stalling. What story do you have in mind, buddy ol' pal?" He crossed his arms, ready to hear some of Crazy Carl's tales. "Please, make me shudder in fear." He "pleaded."

"If that's what ya truly want..."

Sonic then grabbed his bucket closer to him as he sat down to the closest log. He kicked his feet slightly, eager to hear this spooky story.

"Now, this tale is even older than I am. Passed down from generation to generation in this very part of the woods. It's well known back in Spring Valley, but most parts of your town was effected by it as well." He began.

"'It?' Who, or what, is 'it?'"

"Dark Gaia."

The hedgehog's eyes grew with fascination. "Dark Gaia? You mean like... Gaia as in Earth? I think Maddie taught me about that one-"

"Blue Devil, don't interrupt."

"Sorry, haha. I'll stay quiet."

"Anyways," Carl continued his story.

"The legend of Dark Gaia came from an incident that happened a few hundred years ago, just after Green Hills was founded. Dark Gaia itself was a large, dark being unlike any creature. Horror beyond comprehension."

"Like a being from hell."

"Sheesh..." Sonic said to himself. He continued to listen to Carl's story.

"The creature never dares to come out from the Earth, only it's energy and it's vile minions called Nightmares. It's Dark Gaia energy is an, almost invisible like smoke, that roams the woods, searching for their new Nightmare for the Dark Gaia."

"The Nightmares are big beings, their bodies have glowing auras that even the blindest of critters can see. They have blue and red marking on their shoulders and face, and their number one priority? Consume a living, breathing being's soul, to help them become stronger."

The hedgehog is super intrigued, if not, creeped out. Maybe it's both.

"You ever come across a Nightmare, that's it. You can't escape 'em. The moment they see you, that's the end of your story. Never to be seen or heard of again. Thankfully, it's been too long since a Nightmare has been spotted, but the Dark Gaia's energy still roams about the forest of Spring Valley and most of Green Hills."

Sonic looked around a bit, searching for anything strange like the energy Carl was talking about, but he continued listening.

"Three young men wanted to explore Spring Valley, and perhaps find something valuable along the way. It was a full moon that night. Just like tonight."

Sonic looked up at the dark sky, and there it was. The moon, full and bright. He felt a cold sweat. He looked back at Carl.

"Dark Gaia's energy, including the Nightmares, only appears during a full moon. They can't roam around in broad daylight, and only appear during the midnight hour. The moon will glow a light shade of purple once the time comes, and the young men made a grim mistake that faithful night."

"Dark Gaia energy sometimes seeks through the ground, escaping the Earth to finds it's new minion. Once it does, you better get your butt out of there woods, unfortunately for the men, they didn't follow that rule."

"One fella felt strange just after a few minutes of being in the woods. He ignored the raging feeling of Dark Gaia's energy, infesting his brain with feral thoughts, thoughts filled with rage and hunger."

"It wasn't too long before his friends come across him on the ground, in pain, the Dark Gaia energy unleashing from his body, completely transforming him into something awful."

"He was partiality a Dark Gaia creature, fur purple, with a hint of a darker blue. He was bigger, and more muscle than he was before. He's grown sharp claws, and his teeth have grown sharper as well. He's was a half complete monster."

Sonic lets out a small gasp.

"He was still himself, but the feral thoughts kept trying to reach out, begging him to rip his friends to shreds and join Dark Gaia. Legends also says however, that there is a way to rid of the Dark Gaia's energy from your body, and bring you back."

"It was the Light Gaia's bracelet, hidden somewhere in Green Hills. But from where they are, Green Hills was too far, and the moment they reached their destination, it was too late. His feral instincts took over and one of his friends... Never made it alive."

Sonic's eyes grew in horror. "Wh... What about-?"

"The other was fine. ...For a while. When the infested friend attacked him, some of Dark Gaia's energy went inside of him. When the sun came up, the beast disappeared into the woods and was ascended into the Earth, forever one with Dark Gaia, never to be cured."

"And soon will be his friend the next full moon. For now, it was just him and his inner thoughts haunting him for days. No one in town believed him when he told them everything. Some folks venture into the woods to see what the commotion was about."

"Last mistake they ever made in their lives..."

Sonic covered his mouth slightly.

"Dark Gaia's energy is still out here somewhere, hundreds and hundreds of years later. It's been a long time since the Dark Gaia found it's new minions, but I highly doubt Dark Gaia will give up."

Crazy Carl lets out a long exhausted sigh.

"I believe it is impossible to avoid Dark Gaia, but that doesn't mean it's impossible to rid of it. That is, if Light Gaia's bracelet is found, of course. Many folks were unlucky to come across a Nightmare, but becoming one is the worst of all."

"No one knows, not even Dark Gaia itself, knows who the next victim will be. I might be the town's sheriff."

Sonic's eyes grew more.

"Or maybe the deputy, Whipple."

They grew again.

"Or maybe even me."

Sonic held his own hand, wanting Carl to stop talking already.

Carl's brow furrowed. "Or maybe..." Carl then stared right at the blue hedgehog. "Maybe..."

Sonic gasped again.

"It might..."

Sonic felt a cold chill in the air.

"Be..."

Could it be...?

"Sonic??" A voice called out.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Both Tom and Crazy Carl both jumped at Sonic's sudden cry of terror. He breathed rather quickly, his mind still on the Dark Gaia story. Carl was slightly surprised to see Sonic like that.

"Ya didn't have to take it that seriously."

Tom looked over to see Carl. It all makes sense now. "Ah... Carl. It's been a while." He spoke flatly. "What are you doing out here?"

"Visiting." He responded. "Your Blue Devil here come up out here wanting to say 'hi.'"

Tom looked to see the hedgehog turning around to see his best friend. "Tom!" He cried and ran up to him, jumping up to give him a big hug. "I was looking all over for you, buddy! Why'd you run off?"

"My lights caught his attention."

"Carl, what did you do?" Tom looked back at Crazy Carl, with a stern look in his eyes.

"Reminding him about Dark Gaia. Remember, Wachowski, it's a full moon tonight." Carl warned quietly. "Keep that kid of yours safe. From it."

"...What?"

"Alright, I'm off. Nice seein' ya, ya Blue Devil! You too, sheriff!" He exclaimed before walking back inside the RV. Tom shook his head, not standing the audacity of that guy.

"Ooookay, I'm not sure what the heck just happened, but we're heading back home. Maddie's waiting for us." Tom said, carrying the shaking hedgehog back to the house.

"But Tom! Dark Gaia! What if it's out here?!" Sonic said, looking around the forest frantically. Tom groaned. "Sonic, there's no such thing as Dark Gaia. It's just a silly story made up by some kids a long time ago."

"But Crazy Carl said the story was real!"

"Carl tends to believe in a lot of stupid crap. That's his style. Now don't worry about it."

"Oh, yeah? How about that time when he told you guys about the 'Blue Devil,' which turned out to be real, who by the way, is ME??"

"Well- I- That's different."

"HOW IS THAT DIFFERENT?!"

"Sonic, please, just calm down. Okay? There is no Dark Gaia energy coming to get you. You hear me? You're fine. There is no Dark Gaia energy." Tom reassured, looking at the hedgehog.

Sonic sighed, looking at the ground. "Okay... Fine. I believe you."

"Okay. Good. ...Hey, where's your-?"

"MY BUCKET!"

Sonic jumped back on the ground, looking for his Halloween bucket. "Buddy," Tom spoke. "it's over there." He pointed to the bucket next to the log.

"Uhhh..." Sonic looked at the bucket, then into the abyss that is the woods, where possibly Nightmares and Dark Gaia energy are lurking. "You get it, I'm not going back there."

"For the love of..." Tom massaged the bridge of his nose. "Sonic, there's no Dark Gaia, okay? It's fine, go get your bucket. It'll take you about 0.4 seconds to grab it and head home."

"R-Right. I knew that. I'll just..." Sonic takes one small step. Then stopped.

"...Sonic."

"Right, right, Sorry. I'll get my bucket and..."

He took another step.

And another.

And another.

"Sonic, I promise you, you're okay." Tom said softly.

Sonic inhaled...

Then exhaled.

"I'm not scared. I am not scared.

He quickly grabbed his bucket and ran off screaming, leaving trails of candy behind.

"...Well, that was easy." Tom said to himself.

He began picking up the pieces of candy as he follows down the trail Sonic ran off to.

-

To be continued...

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[theitalianscribe]

What's in a Name

Summary: This would be Wiatt's first lunch joining his boyfriend (BOYFRIEND!!!) at his usual lunch spot with his usually lunch mates, which is to say that he was re-meeting Lewis's best friends with the context of dating Lewis. This was basically make or break it as far as Wiatt was concerned. Just had to make a good impression. No pressure. Right? Riiiiight.

(Also available on AO3)

     Wiatt was nervous. This was his first time seeing having lunch with Lewis as his boyfriend. What's more, this was his first time having lunch with his boyfriend and his boyfriend's best friends. Wiatt knew how important the two friends were to Lewis. One was practically a sister that Lewis had grown up with and the other rounded out their energetic ideas and was a kind glue that smoothed out the edges and made the three closer than the two were before. He treasured these friendships and if either of them thought he wasn't right for Lewis or just didn't like him, well, a boyfriend of two days vs a pair of best friends for over a year? He was pretty sure who Lewis would choose, and honestly? Was Wiatt even that much? What did Lewis even see in him? 

     He had to make a good impression. He had been introduced before, but something about today felt more real. Oh, fuck! What if he got their names wrong? What if he forgot them? Asking them to repeat their names after he had known of them as long as he had known of Lewis? He was going to seem like such a careless jerk. Wiatt nervously jiggled the cord of his headphones and winced at the slight static sound it caused. He would have to put Coldplay on pause in a moment, but he let the tempo of 42 guide the beat of his footsteps as he scanned the area for a sign of blonde, brown, or orange hair. 

     Eventually, he spotted Lewis's beanie and made his way to one of the blue mesh metal tables with an umbrella. Next to Lewis was a girl with long brown hair. She was munching on baby carrots from a purple striped lunchbox with the Cheshire Cat on it. What a shifty character to pair with someone eating in a shifty way. Just carrots? Plain? No ranch? No hummus? As if sensing his judgment, she plucked a grape out of the bag and took a bite into another carrot. What a monster! 

     Next to the food fiend was a boy with slightly unkempt red hair and sunken green eyes. Wiatt's Wikipedia-scavenging heart went out the boy he clocked as a fellow insomniac. 

Lewis looked up from his cafeteria soggy spaghetti and meat sauce and a beaming smile lit up his face. That smile could give solar power a run for its money, but instead it sent a charge to the butterflies in Wiatt's stomach, especially when his lips parted to sing out his name, "Wiatt! Darling! Come, join us."

     At the sound of his harmonious voice, Lewis's friends looked up at the lunchtime interloper. Right! This was the make it or break it moment. The brunette was closer, so he offered his hand to her. 

"Hi, Sara." Her name was a bit easier to remember because after their introduction he had the song “Que Sera Sera” stuck in his head.

     Sara didn't take the offered hand. She just stared at him, as if challenging him to try and mess with her. Fair enough. He didn't need to talk to her. Let her resume her food crimes.

     Time to greet the other friend. Right. His name had something related to plants, right? Oakley? Ash? Forrest? 

“Wiatt!” The other boy exclaimed. Then he made a face like he was worried he said something wrong. Or maybe he was worried he said it too loud? Well, Wiatt would just up the energy and try to calm this guy’s nerves. Besides, he remembered the boy’s name. They were in World History together.

“Hey! Good to see you, Basil!” Wiatt cheered and gave his own smile.

     Basil took the offered hand and smiled back, then paused. 

“Yeah! Wait.”

Sara started to cackle. She leaned over and gave the redhead a noogie. “He sure is! It’s my bestest buddy, Basil.”

“Saaaraaaaa,” the boy whined.

At the same time, Lewis cleared his throat, stood up, and guided Wiatt to sit next to him. “That is Oliver, Darling.”

Oh. Oh. Oh no. Wiatt covered his face. “Oh my god. Oliver! I am so sorry! Oh no. Hnnnngh!”

Lewis chuckled and pat Wiatt’s back. “It’s quite alright, Darling. We could tell you were nervous.”

“You sit next to me in World History.”

“I am really sorry!”

Sara took a breath to calm her laughter. “He’ll forgive you, don’t worry. I, however, will not let you live this down.” “Noted.” Wiatt deadpanned.

“For the record, you got my name right, at least. But I am telling you now it is spelled S-A-R-A. No H.” “Got it.” “Do you want me to write it down? I can get a pen.”

“If I offer half my cookie will you forgive me?” Wiatt sighed.

“You may buy my silence for the moment.” Sara agreed cordially.

“I was asking Oliver.” “Are you sure you don’t mean Basil?”

“I really don’t mind. Wiatt.” Oliver finally spoke up. Wiatt held out half the cookie to him nonetheless. Oliver gamely took the treat, broke it into thirds, and passed a piece each to Lewis and Sara.

“Aww! A sweet from a sweetheart!” Sara cooed in thanks. She then retrieved a bag of…more grapes??? from her lunchbox and passed the plastic bag to Oliver.

“You just don’t want to eat the olives,” Lewis chided

“Yes, and?” Sara retorted

Oliver looked at the bag, smirked for a moment, and held the bag out to Wiatt. “Want some? As a pneumatic device?”

Wiatt let out a nervous chuckle and plucked one of the offered namesakes. “Thanks.”

     From there, things went a bit more smoothly. Aside from the occasional teasing from Sara that petered out after a while, the name mishap was forgotten for a while. At least, it seemed to be.

-Around a year later-

     The three best friends looked over their new employees. To think, they had employees , now! People were relying on them for instructions and paychecks. The nerves! 

     Oliver was surprised to see some familiar faces. It felt weird seeing people he knew from school when they were now in a different city. Sara leaned over to inspect the list of names and photos to go with the names. 

“Oh, no way! Lewis?” That was Andrew. He was in a study group with Sara as well as the art club Lewis had to drop once they started the project that led to them founding the Dreamworld facility.

“It’s good to see you, Darling.” Lewis greeted.

“Is it just you or is…Oh! Hi, Sara.” Andrew was bouncing on the balls of his feet. Then he turned to look at Oliver. “I didn’t get to know you as well as Lewis and Sara. Oh! But now I have the chance to know you more, too! I look forward to working with you, Basil!”

“Oh, um,” Oliver was caught off guard by Andrew’s enthusiasm, but his words registered after a moment. Oliver let his face fall into his palm, “Darn it, Wiatt.” 

Sara patted his shoulder. “Not even here and the plus one is still causing trouble,” Sara laughed. 

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

ROYGBIV TAG GAME

Thanks @buffythevampirelover for the tag!

Rules: find the main rainbow colors in your WIP!

Last time I think I had a lot of TSP, so this will be SOTL heavy

Okay I'll tag @illarian-rambling @mk-writes-stuff @somethingclevermahogony @elsie-writes @willtheweaver @frostedlemonwriter @spitefulbull @infinnative + anyone else who'd like to do this

Keep reading for:

Jack is nimble and quick

George is hungry

Úrsula is reading

Beau is excited

Beau is excited again

Kwasiyaa is going through the portal

Tierney is testing something

Red ❤️- from School of the Legends Year One

He closed his eyes and braced himself for the excruciating pain he was about to feel. But nothing came. Even the light from the flame no longer shone red through his eyelids. He crashed onto something soft with a grunt. He opened his eyes.

Orange 🧡 - from The Secret Portal Part One (Ash POV)

George walked over to an array of buttons on one of the walls. In a streak of orange, he pressed some of them, faster than the naked eye could have seen. Below the buttons was a small alcove, from which he pulled out a meaty sandwich that resembled a cheeseburger, but I sensed wasn't cow.

Yellow 💛 - from School of the Legends Year One

After she finished clearing off her plate, she pressed the pause button on her music. Usually, Úrsula would allow whatever was playing to finish as she awaited Mamãe to bring her whatever dessert she had made, but she had left her book on a cliffhanger. It pained her to leave the music, but at the moment, this was her priority. She leapt on her bed and picked up her book right where she had left off, not bothering to get into her usual comfortable position, as she was too excited. Immediately, she felt her surroundings disappear. She left the confines of the room she’d lived in for the past five years, and entered the world that only existed in the ink forever tattooed on the face of the binded yellowed pages.

Green 💚 - from School of the Legends

Beau shrugged. “A few months? Well, I always liked plants and had a green thumb for gardening, but yeah, I soon found out that I had a gift.” He smiled. “And I got this!” He reached into his backpack and pulled out a piece of paper, holding it out. Jill took it, holding it so Jack could see it, too.

Blue 💙 - from School of the Legends

“So we’ll be going to school together!” Beau was saying, his blue eyes sparkling. Jack was snapped out of his thoughts--not sure if he’d missed anything or not. “Now, hold on,” said Dad, “I think we should talk about this. I’m not against it, but we should at least see if Jack wants to go.”

Indigo 💜* - from The Secret Portal Part One

Almost at once, brilliant colors erupted from the ground, a bright contrast with the indigo-tinted forest. As the portal surrounded them, Kwasiyaa and Dylan’s visions were limited, as the dark world they knew as their home began to fade away against its bright, colorful light.

Violet Purple 🩷* - from School of the Legends Year One

Tierney glanced down at the duvet he was sitting on. He rubbed his hand across it, feeling the familiar static shock. He kept sliding his palm back and forth and back and forth until he heard a crackling sound. He lifted his hand, concentrating as hard as he could, until he saw a spark. He rubbed his hands together until what appeared to be a purple lightning flickered around them. He stood, holding one hand palm-up, curling his fingers inward. A sparking purple ball of electricity had formed in his palm. He laughed giddly, opening his hand slightly so the ball got bigger. His hand shook and the electricity shot upward, blasting Tierney over the bed and causing him to crash onto the floor.

*there needs to be an indigo heart so I don't have to do this

Edit: Forgot taglist because it was so SOTL heavy

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

Enjoy the two paragraphs lol but SOTL is fun too

[blackfairy312]

CHARACTER DESIGN RAMBLINGS

i'm taking breaks in-between making lineart for the new characters (James and Chris + Mary's dad (Harry) and brother (Mike)) and im thinking of how im gonna color them later.

for Harry and Mike i think im gonna change their greens to different shades and patterns so that the Schmidts aren't all wearing the same color (ik that them all wearing green in the minigames is probably just to symbolize that "oh yeah btw these guys are related to mary" like how William Afton was always fully purple to symbolize that it's the same guy)

for Harry i'll make his tie the same shade of blue as the Oragami Cat, as a sort of symbolic honor of his late wife (Mary's mother)

for Mike i'll give him a dark black/green striped shirt as a sort of "forced" Earthbound reference (also a throwback to back in 2014 we used to have a theory that Earthbound and FNAF took place in the same universe because they were our hyperfixations at the time and also they both took place in the 80s/90s and because Ninten and Ness both have dads who are represented by rotary dial phones which in FNAF represents the Phone Guy so our theory was that Phone Guy was Ninten who was also Ness' dad.. crazy Nightcord System Lore for you guys)

for Chris i'm basing his design off of the Cleaners from Carmen Sandiego so he'll have a similar color scheme to them hehe

for James his FNAC 3 design already looks like Adam DBD so im just gonna give him soft yellows for his coat and an orange for his tie, then his FNAC 1 design where he's older will have darker colors to symbolize the drastic change his mental state has gone through from following all of the incidents that keep happening at Candy's

i'll use the same idea for the older FNAC 1 and FNAF 1 designs of Mary, Chandler, and Mike. their regular clothes will be more darker in color to symbolize the drastic changes they've had mentally because of the trauma from Candy's (and Freddy's for Mike)

whenever i finish the references for Chris, James, Harry, and Mike, i'll start the sketches for the older versions of the Schmidt siblings and Chandler, plus the refs for Joey (FNAC 1 Phone Guy) and the cop that James has as an investigation partner.

idk if i'll make the refs for the Robotics Corp owner cause it seems like FNAC 4 will focus on that aspect of the story so i'll be very patient ♥️

DEVELOPMENT LORE DUMP;

if you notice now i really like referencing/taking from medias that i like. for example;

- (The Puppeteer) Vincent's personality is heavily pulled from Light Yagami, Norman Bates, Patrick Bateman, and James Sunderland (also Robbie from Victorious VERY SLIGHTLY)

- Vinnie -> Vivian plot concept is based on the Simon Doll from "The Real Jake" story from Fazbear Frights. i also realized there's a bit of Mary Shelly's 'Frankenstein' there with his relationship with Komi.

- (The Rat Actor) Toni's entire character is literally just Jesse Pinkman with a little bit of Mike Schmidt (from the FNAF Movie)

- (The Cat Actor) Richie is also just Steve Harrington (specifically Season 3)

- Chandler is literally a mix of Gregory and Michael Afton, and his design is based loosely on the Golden Freddy kid from the FNAF movie (idk if he ever got a name)

- Glenn and Vincent's partnership is literally just pulled straight from Jack Walten and Felix Kranken. like the whole thing i have planned for them is just "What if Henry Emily and William Afton were Jack Walten and Felix Kranken?" and i promise it will make sense once i get to those chapters (i hope)

- James himself is entirely a SAW reference, and also a callback to an old OC of ours. i like underdog detective stories ♥️ though the first inspiration i got to make his character in the first place was from Donald Kimball from ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ

- the names Harry and James are literally just references to Harry Mason and James Sunderland

- also the names Chandler and Joey are literally just a Friends reference (thanks to my friend Mimi )

- Komi's costume (The Pianist) is a cheap version of the Phantom from 'The Phantom of the Opera.' it's purposefully a shitty costume because she was trying to piss Vincent off on purpose (he read the original story and he's pretentious about it)

- Komi's last name this time around (bc she changes it for every universe) is a reference to Pytor Ilyich Tchaikovsky, who was the musical composer for such works as 'Swan Lake' and 'The Nutcracker' (more Nightcord System lore; we used to take ballet/tap dance classes as a young young child, and we saw the Nutcracker for a few Christmases in a row. a nice callback to an old hyperfixation that i sadly don't remember experiencing)

- Toni's last name (Russo) is a reference to Wizards of Waverly Place, the best Disney Channel sitcom EVER no one will ever convince me otherwise

- Richie's last name (Kennedy) is a reference to Leon S Kennedy from Resident Evil, and his nickname is a reference to Richie Toizer (in chapter two, Toni says 'Beep beep, Richie' to get him to shut up, another reference to IT)

- The initials for Vincent and Glenn's names are supposed to mirror William and Henry's. to spell it out; William Afton is W.A and Vincent Allard is V.A, while Henry Emily is H.E and Glenn Eriksen is G.E. in the English Alphabet, V comes before W and G comes before H. V and G come before W and H. The Rat and Cat Theater comes before Fredbear's Family Diner. Vincent and Glenn's legacy came before William and Henry's.

- Toni's roommate is named Brian, and Brian has a girlfriend named Jilian. this is just a reference to Briam Griffin and Jilian from Family Guy (i was watching LS Mark when i made their names)

- The Puppeteer being named Vincent is literally just a callback to Rebornica's Purple Guy being named Vincent. ancient FNAF lore, you had to be there.

there might be more cool facts that i'll share later!

[hauntingcryptids]

New Dress

Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Summary - The Reader got a new dress on a whim and is excited to show The Doctor.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - nothing, just fluff. Me making up planets.

Word Count - 513

A/n - Feminine!Reader. This can be read as either a feminine gender neutral reader or a female reader, whatever makes you feel comfortable. Pre-established relationship. Requested by a lovely anon on my old Tumblr account.

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You twirled around in front of your mirror. You had just bought a new dress. It was a spur-of-the-moment impulsive decision, but now that you were seeing the dress on yourself, you were ecstatic about your purchase.

The dress was soft and black with billowy sleeves and a three-tiered skirt that reached just below your mid-thigh. Across the black expanse of the material, there was a decorative mix of embroidered suns, stars, moons, and constellations and printed purple, blue, orange and green nebulas and galaxies. You thought that it was beautiful!

When you saw this dress, you instantly thought of The Doctor. On the dress, over your heart, there was a Human imitation of the twin stars of Oliono. Oliono was the first place The Doctor took you once the two of you began travelling together. Specifically, she took you to view the twin stars from a special, star-viewing, observatory that the residents of Oliono invented. Much later, The Doctor took you to Oliono, and the observatory, again on your first date as a couple. You were so excited to show The Doctor this dress and you hoped that she liked it just as much as you did.

You suddenly heard the TARDIS wheeze and begin to materialise in your living room. You knew that The Doctor was going to pick you up today after a weekend with your Human friends, but you didn’t know when she would appear. You ran out of your bedroom to where The TARDIS would appear. You really wanted to know what The Doctor thought of your new dress.

The Doctor gasped upon seeing you and her face broke out into an ecstatic grin.

“Is today Christmas?” The Doctor asked as she quickly walked up to you and wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you closer to her. She was so entranced by you that she forgot to close the door to The TARDIS.

“No, Doctor. It’s not Christmas.” You giggled at The Doctor’s giddiness.

“It must be! How is it that I am able to see you in such a beautiful outfit on just a random day?”

“I just saw it and hoped that you would like it.”

“Like it? I love it! You look absolutely brilliant!” The Doctor looked down at you in the breathtaking outfit again. She crooked her head to the side when she noticed something.  The Doctor then trailed her hand over the fabric close to your heart.

“Oliono? The twin stars!” 

“Yeah, that’s why I bought this dress. It reminded me of you.” The Doctor jolted her head back up at you with wide, slightly watery eyes, before smiling brightly again. She then gently took your face in both of her hands and kissed you sweetly, completely full of love and admiration for you. Once the two of you parted, The Doctor offered you her hand and lead you to her TARDIS.

“Come on! I have so many things to show you. Plus, we should plan another excursion to Oliono, as a treat, yeah?”

“I wouldn’t want anything less, Doc.”

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Yandere Erasermicnight x Reader Royal AU:

Before you say anything, I didn’t copy anyone. Some of your powers came from some of your relatives

Name: Y/n Rose Aizawa-Yamada

Powers: ( Y/n) Erasure,teleportation, elemental, mind- reading, eye of the angel,crystal,shape shifting, summon,lullaby ,Voice, Somnambulist, telekinesis and phoenix.

Aizawa: Erasure and Telekinesis

Hizashi: Voice and Lullaby

Nemuri: Somnambulist and Crystal

You’ve always known that you were different from your family because you have blue eyes and blonde hair with a black streak and purple tips. Your fake mom has green eyes and brown hair while your fake dad has brown eyes and blonde hair. Your younger sister Daisy looks just like her dad. The parents are very abusive towards you and they love their daughter .Why, you might ask? Because you have magic powers and they are very worried that you will hurt them and your sister hates you so you and her don’t get along.They own a bakery that makes the most delicious pastries, cookies, candies, cakes and other delicious items in town.The Royal Ball is coming up soon and the family was invited. You’re already making dresses for you, your sister ,her mom along with a suit for her dad. You’re a little bit of a designer but your family doesn’t know. You are also making sure that your little sister’s dress is very comfortable so that it doesn’t itch. The night before the ball, you finished the outfits around 9:00“ Finally done, I hope they love their new clothes” you said to yourself . You wrapped each of the outfits up and left them in their bedrooms with a note on them. You put yours in the closet then went to bed.

What each outfit looks like:

Suit:

Dresses and hair:( third and fourth picture is your outfit and hair)

Meanwhile at the castle:

King Shouta ,his husband and his wife were settling down into bed for the night when King Hizashi spoke “ do you think that our daughter will be at the ball tomorrow night?” He asked. Queen Nemuri responded “ I hope so, it’s been 2 years since we’ve seen her, I hope she’s okay. Her powers must have already started to show. Her kidnappers will pay for taking her away from us.”She replied. “ Alright now, let’s get some rest, and when tomorrow night ends, our daughter will be back in our arms again” King Shouta said as he laid down and closed his eyes. They all said good night and went to bed.

The next day:

The parents got up and went to get dressed and then they saw two packages on their dresser. “ What’s this?” The man asked. “ I’m not sure honey, my guess is that these are our outfits for the ball tonight.” His wife replied. “ look, there’s a note on them” he said as he took the note off of the package.

What the note says:

“Here are your outfits for the ball tonight, I made them extra special for you. I hope you like them” -Y/n

“ So Y/n made these for us?” The man asked himself. “ How sweet of her. I wonder if she made a dress for her sister?” The woman said. Meanwhile, you’re already up and starting to get ready for the day. After getting ready, you went to wake up your bratty sister. After waking her up, you went downstairs and had some toast and orange juice for breakfast.After cleaning up your mess, you went to your room and made the bed. The day went as normal, the parents were working in the bakery and you were playing with your little sister because her parents made you . The night came and everyone started to get ready for the ball. ( use your imagination to see makeup, accessories and shoes and see above for outfit and hair style.)And when we arrived it was… slightly overwhelming, yeah sure, the aesthetic of the place was gorgeous, crystal chandeliers, golden thrones, ball gowns, just beautiful. “ Okay, you little brat, behave yourself and don’t embarrass us”. But once we got over the flare of it, the parents were just talking to a bunch of old ladies who like their cookies, and You’ve been holding a fruity drink that you couldn’t tell if you liked, and sitting down in the corner of the room, boredly counting the tiles at your feet with your sister in your lap.

“I NOW ANNOUCE, THE ROYAL FAMILY OF (NAME)” an echoing voice sounded throughout the large ballroom, and everything went silent. Eyes were held directly on the door, and immediately everyone was bowing down on the floor, so naturally, you placed your sister down and threw yourself on the ground with them, no way in hell you were getting executed for disrespect, as others had in the past. Then the doors opened, and in walked three figures, eyes searching the crowd for a certain someone. Yes, you. I’m sure you are wondering why, because you are their only child and they are still looking for you. The one time where they could finally snatch you up without raising suspicion would be in these balls, in reality, they hated them, it was just a bunch of poor people trying to get on their “good side” to get a handout, or a favor, or a bragging stone. They don’t have a good side though, that’s reserved for you, and you only.

“Yes, yes. We must thank you all for coming on this fine night, and we hope you enjoy the luxury of our castle, exploration Is allowed, we will ask you all to stay out of any upstairs units, and the west wing, as this is our personal spaces, and that must not be impeded on. With that, have a great night at our annual ball!” King mic announced, his voice carrying through the room, and so everybody (including you) got up from their bowing positions. “ Daisy stay with your mom and dad,I’m going to go to the garden, okay?” “ whatever🙄” She went to her parents and you left to go outside. “God dangit, too many hallways” you muttered under your breath, making your way down the left hallway, turns out you wandered pretty far after a little while, You’d made it all the way to the garden. Which was all the way on the left side, far, far away from where you originally started. You took a moment to admire the scenery, the flowers, the butterfly’s, the stars, everything. Wow… it’s amazing, just genuinely, amazing. One of your favorite flowers, lilac was found almost all around you ,and it smelled, so, so, good, Like someone had just sprayed the most amazing perfumes all around you . You walked around the garden and saw the swing where your mother would push you in when you were a small baby and you saw the flowers that you and the gardener planted when you were little “ They took care of the flowers when I was gone. I miss you Mom and Dad and papa”You said tears running down your cheeks.You didn’t notice that you were being followed. You started to sing the song that your mom sang to you and your magic started to awaken and twirl around you and two pairs of angel wings came out of your back and Aizawa was watching and he teared up knowing you were his long lost daughter. You remember that you needed to get back so you headed to the castle. In your running you hadn’t realized the tall figure standing there, you bumped into him your dress swayed heavily behind you at the slow stop, and your breath hitched seeing who it was… holy shit you just bumped into the king aka your dad . “I-uh- your highness, my apologies” you spluttered out, straightening up and trying to compose yourself , just for one moment. Aizawa almost melted right there. “What’s a little thing like you doing out here? All alone? Are you alright dear?” He questioned, bending down to meet your height, oh Cmon, how come whenever you just calm yourself down, that someone asks you if you’re okay? You’re obviously not, so why even ask? With that, you broke down, you tried to keep it in, you really did, but then a few whimpers came out, along with a few stray tears, and then the whole waterworks started. A sob left your lips, and you almost fell to the ground, but Aizawa was able to catch you before it could happen. You wrapped your arms around his neck and sobbed “ Daddy!! I missed you” you cried. Aizawa started to stroke your head and back as you sobbed into his shoulder “ I missed you too baby girl, just let it out, let it all out sweetie” He cooed. It’s a father’s job to comfort their little daughter when she’s crying, or upset. He noticed bruises and burns on your arms and legs and he was raging mad but he calmed down so he wouldn’t scare you.You both headed back inside as it was starting to rain. You didn’t notice that you had company and she was not happy.

Meanwhile in the ballroom:

Daisy was with her parents when she got bored and started to walk away from them and explore the place. She walked into the second hallway and saw the king holding you in his arms while rocking you . She got very angry at that “ Why is she getting attention from the king and not me?!?!, There’s no way that she is the princess!!!”” Daisy thought to herself as she stormed back into the ballroom. You were too busy playing with your dad’s hair and trying to calm down to notice. You had cried yourself out. Daisy and her parents came over and saw you in the king’s arms “ Your majesty, thank you for finding our daughter but we will be taking her back.” They said trying to take you from him. You clung onto him tighter and snuggled closer to him than before . Aizawa looked at you and asked what happened “ Daddy, don’t let them take me. They’re the ones who hurt me.” You whispered. Aizawa held you tighter to his chest and glared at the family in front of him. “ So you two are the ones that took our daughter away from us 2 years ago and to make matters worse, you hurt her?!?!” Shouta angrily said . “ Honey, what’s going on” Queen Nemuri said hearing the commotion as she walked over with Hizashi behind her when they saw you in Shouta’s arms . “ My baby girl” she whispered as you looked up spotting them and reached out towards them . “ Mama, Papa” you called out to them making grabby hands. Shouta loosened his grip on you and handed you to Nemuri who takes you into her arms and holds you close to her chest as you lay your head on her shoulder. Hizashi walks over to you and strokes your head and holds you and Nemuri gently in his arms. “ My princess, I am so happy to finally have you back in my arms.” Nemuri said softly as she held you very gently.She smiled softly as you snuggled into her chest. “ Oh right, Shouta what were you yelling about earlier???” Hizashi asked. “ These people are the ones that took our daughter away from us and to make matters worse,they hurt her!!!” Aizawa said angrily. “ What?!?! Guards!!” Hizashi yelled , covering your ears first. Three to five guards arrived and bowed “ You called for us, your majesty?” The head guard responded as they lifted their heads spotting you in the Queen’s arms. “ I see that the princess has returned. Welcome home your highness” one of the guards said. Hizashi takes you from Nemuri as he wanted to hold you. “ Take these people to the dungeon on the charge of kidnapping our daughter ,the princess!!! And call for a doctor to treat her wounds!!!”Hizashi said angrily holding you close as you had passed out in exhaustion. “ Of course your majesty.” The head guard replied and grabbed the father as one of the other guards grabbed the mother and the child and dragged them out. “ Let me go you ruffians!!” The mother screamed.

A few minutes later and you were changed into a nightgown and resting on a soft bed. The doctor was called and started to treat your wounds. You had bruises and burns everywhere. He finished and stood up and bowed to your parents “ She’s all right now and her wounds will heal in a few days time. She seems to be a bit malnourished but she should recover soon your majesty. Please apply this cream every day and night for a week.” the doctor said as he straightened up , took out some burn cream from his bag and handed it to your mom then he packed his medical bag and took his leave. “ She doesn’t deserve this honey , honestly what did she do to them to deserve this treatment?!?”Queen Nemuri said as she sat at your bedside. “ I don’t know dear, but hopefully we can find out but for now let’s focus on our daughter.” King Shouta replied sitting on the bed with his wife and husband. He stroked your hand and held it in his own. You unconsciously tightened your hand around his and your mother’s as she was holding your other hand in hers. “ Daddy , Mama papa don’t go…” you mumbled starting to thrash and breathe heavily. Hizashi immediately took action and held you close to his chest as Shouta and Nemuri cuddled up to him and started to stroke your hair and back. You awoke with a scream and looked around the room spotting your parents on the bed as Nemuri started to sing to you. “ Hey hey hey baby girl, we’re right here with you and we won’t leave you I promise” Hizashi whispered holding your hands in his as Shouta stroked your head “ Your papa is right,we will never leave you again ” Shouta said as you snuggled into your papa’s chest. Nemuri’s lullaby helped you to calm down and relax.Your eyes closed as you fell back asleep snuggled up under your blankets as your parents looked at you with love. “ I think we should let her sleep” Nemuri whispered moving to stand up when she felt your hand in hers squeezing it. “ I guess we can stay here and sleep” Shouta said as he got comfortable as well as Hizashi who was lying down with you on his chest. ‘“ Okay, you win” Nemuri said defeated as she got back into the bed and laid down next to you. Sweet dreams everyone” Shouta said as he falls asleep. Soon everyone is asleep cuddling up to each other. ( use your imagination to see what I mean)

[tomboy014]

TruthShriekers AU, The Road Trip, Part 1

A train, a taxi and a few bus rides later, and Dib is the first one to reach Amity Park.  He had to ask for directions a few times, but eventually, he found his way to one Wes Weston’s house, and Dib is thrilled!  Since his hometown is the next stop, he’s traveling light: enough clothes for the week, his laptop, camera and as much ghost hunting gear as he could cram into the thing.  And the readings he’s already collecting are promising.

But the most exciting thing?  The few times he’s explained to people that he’s here for ghost hunting, no one has called him crazy for believing in ghosts.  Sure, they’ve called him crazy for going after them, and none of them are fans of ghost hunters, but everyone in this town acknowledges the supernatural exists!

Wes is slightly more concerned by the unescorted child who showed up on his doorstep alone.  He’d figured his dad or something would have given him a ride.  Amity Park is close to Dib’s home, but it’s not that close; it’s at least a 3-4 hour drive away and in a different state.  And how is this little guy such a know-it-all?  As soon as he walked through the door, he started explaining ghost hunting to Wes, a lot of it wrong, like he doesn’t live in the most haunted city in America.  The trip hasn’t even started yet, and this brat is insufferable.

Thankfully, the kid couldn’t monologue for long before there’s a knock at the door, and finally, April O’Neil is here!  This is the person he was actually excited to meet.  April has been giving Wes a ton of advice to improve his photography and journalism ever since she went to college, and they’re going to work together this summer to help develop his portfolio by making a bit of a “mockumentary” of their summer trip.

But April is a lot more… apologetic than expected.  She’s already exasperated (and she hasn’t even dealt with Dib yet) while she apologizes because her dum-dum brothers went ahead and invited themselves onto their trip but she promises they’re going to pay their own way and don’t freak out because they look kind of different, but we don’t have time for that right now!  Because there’s no way.  There’s no freaking way!  It’s been modified, but there’s nothing else it could possibly be.

Is that the Jupiter Jim Moon buggy parked in his driveway?!!

And, in fact, it is!

But there’s not much time to be surprised by the Moon Buggy, as 4 guys in full hazmat suits with quick Ghost Buster stickers slapped on pop out, and they’re… green?  It’s hard to tell, but Wes is 90% sure these guys are green behind the tinted face shields.  Which, honestly, not unusual for Amity Park, but they’re not usually alive when they look like that.  But it’s not stopping the one in the purple jumpsuit from gushing over the modifications he’s made to what he’s calling the Turtle Tank.

Dib is slack jawed as 4 green, clearly not human, creatures pop out of the Moon Buggy while April apologizes over and over again for her brothers inviting themselves onto their trip.

“April, are you an alien?”

“What?  No.”

“Were you adopted by aliens?”

“No, they’re not aliens.  None of us are aliens.  My brothers are just a little… different.”

Dib’s not convinced, but at the very least, these guys are a lot friendlier than Zim, and Raph, Donnie, Leo and Mikey are introduced.  The original plan had been to tour FentonWorks on the first day and then explore the town, but…

Everyone suddenly has to clear the street as what looks like an armored RV zooms down the road while a guy in an orange jumpsuit screams out the window and a lady in blue fires lasers at something streaking by overhead.

Leo: And you were worried we’d stand out.

Yeah… the Fenton’s are busy today, so no tour.  The gang will have to start their ghost hunting adventure by hitting the pavement, which is fine with Wes.  He’s excited to show off the shoulder mount camera he got for his 16th birthday, but as usual, if it’s not a Fenton Camera, every picture and recording of a ghost comes out horribly.

After some trial, some error, and poking at some ecto-samples he probably shouldn’t have, Donnie figures out a filter for the camera (and his goggles), and the ghosts come through crystal clear.  It throws off the color, but Mikey and Wes work on the color and white balance enough to look almost normal, and they save the system setting for whenever the filter is applied.  With Wes armed with his camera, April with a mic, and the boys as the tech crew, it’s time to hit the streets!

It’s not long before they run into their first ghost.  Wes had thought they’d film from a distance, but April and Dib jump right in and start asking questions, and in spite of Wes’s trepidations, it goes surprisingly well.  The ghosts they talk to are known troublemakers, but not only are they not attacking, but they actually seem to be enjoying the attention. 

Over the next few days, April gets a performance from Ember, an interview with Technus, lunch for the whole group from the Lunch Lady (her “uncle?” is a lunch lady, too?), and chased down the Box Ghost. 

Wes thought things would go south with Kitty and Johnny when he started hitting on April, but 4 green brothers willing to throw hands with a ghost is apparently enough to get Johnny to stop and placate Kitty.

And it turns out ghosts are more than willing to talk about their deaths.  In graphic detail.  It’s more than a little disturbing, but no one was expecting Dib to just come out and ask, “How did you die?”  At least none of them ended up dead.

But the neatest thing has been watching the barriers come down between everyone.  All of them had been so convinced they were the only ones who were really dealing with the supernatural.  They had come up with things to shield the others from the true horrors they dealt with every day.  Except as soon as they see their first ghost, they can tell.  They all know.  And it’s kinda freeing.

None of them need to hide anymore.  Wes can freely rant about all the insane ghost stuff that’s happened in his hometown.  The Turtles can reveal themselves; Wes and Dib are currently fascinated by their turtle-ness and the fact that April was basically adopted by cryptids.  Dib still has the least credibility; he’s a 12-year-old claiming to have gone to space multiple times, but they are at least willing to admit he’s probably dealt with some stuff.

This also means Wes is probably going to have to admit that Dib is right at some point, a fact he’s not happy about with their longstanding online feud…

And while Leo is still firmly in denial that ghosts are real (seriously?), meeting real ghosts broke down the biggest barriers, and they’ve relaxed enough to start showing their real personalities to each other.  Wes and Dib end up just as snarky with each other in person as they are online.  Mikey is enjoying getting to play the role of big brother with Dib, who’s just an unhinged little gremlin that really wants to dissect one of the blob ghosts (no one will let him).  Raph’s big brother instincts are in full force as he tries to keep the peace between everyone, but April is firmly in charge, etc.

The week goes on, but there’s one ghost April still hasn’t managed to interview: Danny Phantom.  She’s gotten plenty of opinions on the local hero/menace, but he’s yet to make an appearance.

Danny, for his part, has been keeping his distance and observing, trying to figure out what kind of ghost hunters these guys are.  And so far, he’s been pleasantly surprised.  Most “professional” ghost hunters that come to Amity Park are either woefully incompetent or dangerously aggressive.  Or both. 

But these guys have taken the time to actually study the ghosts.  They take the time to ask questions.  They treat the sentient ghosts like people, and they take pictures and readings from the non-sentient ones.  It’s been kinda cute watching the big guy in red walk around with armloads of blog ghosts.  Danny thought they’d be a lot more trouble with Wes guiding the group, but so far, so good.

But, of course, Danny’s luck has to run out, and as soon as he says that bit out loud, Skulker decides it’s the perfect time for some hunting, and the fight is a rough one.

For April and the Turtles, sounds of explosions are never a good sign, and the whole group rushes to see what’s going on, and find the elusive ghost boy, Danny Phantom, in action.  Most of the civilians have already cleared out, and Donnie and Raph are keeping the rest of the damage to a minimum, so April decides to go full reporter while Wes shoots, and they get their first ghost fight on camera.

It's… intense, but not the worst any of them have seen.  They’ve had to duck out of the way a few times, but they’re getting some good shots, and it seems like Phantom is mostly winning.  Until Skulker slams him into the wall behind them.  Danny, being Danny, forgets to phase, and hits the wall.  Hard.  He slides down, rings flash out from his middle, and where Phantom was, a human boy now sits.

Wes is feeling so vindicated!  He’s been telling everyone Danny is Phantom for years.  He just transformed in front witnesses!  He caught it on tape!  He can finally- hey!?

April and Donnie take the camera from him and delete Phantom’s transformation.  You don’t expose another hero’s secret identity. 

Raph steps between Danny and Skulker.  He’s so excited to meet a real life superhero!  But first things first, “Mad Dogs, time to help out a fellow hero.  LIKE A BOSS!”

Disguises are doffed, and yes, they’ve still been wearing those stupid exterminator outfits the whole trip because, according to Leo, it “fit the vibe,” and the Mad Dogs start fighting, even April.  It goes about as well as it usually does when they fight Ghost Bear until someone finally hits him with a mystic attack (I seriously don’t know why none of them tried it in the show), and it turns out mystic stuff works on ghost stuff. 

Skulker is chased off, and then the GAV screeches to a stop in front of the group.  Disguises are very, very quickly shoved back on (there may be a helmet on backwards) as the Dr.s Fenton jump out looking for Phantom.  But, uh, nothing to see here!  Yep, yep, he, uh, rushed off… that way?  And indeed, when the group look behind them, Danny is nowhere to be seen.  Wes uses his chance to finally, finally get the tour at Fenton Works rescheduled for the next day, and they all turn in to edit what they got and share their findings with Dipper over FaceTime.

Dib and Wes also need to go nuts, because that was so cool!  Watching the Mad Dogs was like watching a real life Lou Jitsu movie!  This is also where they find out Dib has never seen a Lou Jitsu movie in his life, which is just criminal.

The morning of their tour and first interview comes, and everyone is ready to go except HOLD EVERYTHING!  The Turtles aren’t about to let April go interview the Fenton’s in her regular clothes.  That was fine for field reporter April, but she can’t dress like that if she wants to be a top journalist.  Dress for the job you want and all that jazz, and what do you mean you didn’t pack any nice clothes?!  What were you expecting to wear  when we get to Membrane Labs?!  She needs a makeover, stat!

Luckily, they’re able to find a petite yellow suit top and matching pencil skirt at the local thrift store (one of the many, many things Pam tried to get Sam to wear).  Mikey and Leo do her hair and makeup, and now they’re ready for the tour.

As they pull up, the Fenton’s greet them outside.  They’re always so excited to see young people interested in pursuing paranormal research.  The tour starts upstairs in the Ops Center, and other than the emergency ham being expired, everything seems pretty impressive.  The Fenton’s go into detail on all the features of the Ops Center, answer any engineering questions the group have, let Wes record and photograph, etc.

Then they continue their way downstairs to tour the lab.  They see Danny in passing on the second story, and Raph less than subtly waves.  Fortunately for Danny, his parents are pretty oblivious and miss the wave.  Unfortunately, they do spot Danny, and he gets dragged into helping with the tour, and the group follows Jack and Maddie down into the basement lab.

It.  Is.  Horrendous.  It’s one thing to leave parts and pieces out while you’re building something; even Donnie is occasionally guilty of that.  He can also understand the amount of stuff held together by string and duct tape.  He knows how difficult it can be to get parts and pieces, but he his lab pristine!  This is just a mess.  There’s dirty beakers and tools, cross contamination abounds, and the floor is covered in spilled samples and ectoplasm with nary a wet floor sign in sight.  Even Mikey is offended; he keeps a clean kitchen.

And why is there a torture chamber?!!

To make it even worse, down in the lab is where the Fentons start going into their beliefs about ghosts.  They’re evil.  They’re just manifestations of ectoplasmic energy and post-human consciousness.  They aren’t actually capable of rational thought or feelings.  Things that go against everything the group has observed in the last few days.  Even Dib has to disagree with what they’re saying.

Everyone can see that Danny is visibly uncomfortable.  And then it gets worse; they start talking about how they want to catch and dissect the ghost boy.

Yeah… Wes is starting to get that outing Danny to the town and his parents might not be the best idea.

But April is a good reporter, and she wants to be a great reporter.  The best reporter.  Her original question list goes out the window and she starts pushing back against everything the Fentons are saying, but they just brush it off in their usual good natured way.  After all, they’re just kids.  They don’t know any better.

Well, that interview was… disappointing to say the least.  Danny catches them outside and- Is that the Jupiter Jim Moon Buggy?!!  Wait, no, he came out here for a reason!  He wanted to thank them for standing up for him.  Most ghost hunters shoot first and only ask questions on the autopsy table.

April convinces Danny to give her the much desired interview.  No questions he’s not comfortable with, nothing about his identity.  He agrees, and the next day, he meets them with Sam and Tucker in tow as his “bodyguards” for his interview.  It includes a lot of snark from Wes, who is still vindicated! but April gets all her questions answered.

And the interview just sort of turns into a conversation.  Danny and the Mad Dogs had never met other heroes before, and they talk about the troubles that come with it.  The time they were both seen as menaces, and Danny uses the opportunity to set the record straight, even if no one will ever hear it.  He talks about how much he’s had to learn on his own, about the mistakes he’d made, and after a lot of rambling, ends by infodumping about everything space.

Eventually, the road trip comes up in conversation.  It sounds interesting, and more importantly, Sam and Tucker know just how much Danny needs the break.  It’ll be fine.  Ghost attacks have gown down since they were 14; no, the town won’t fall apart without you; yes, they are absolutely insisting he go.  Val can handle things.

There might have also been mention of aliens and a spaceship.

And so, Sam, Tucker and Danny invite themselves onto their trip.  Now, they just have to convince their parents.  It’s not hard to overshadow Sam and Tucker’s parents.  As for his own parents, as soon as they hear “paranormal,” Jack and Maddie are more than thrilled to encourage the kids and start kitting them out with monitoring equipment, ecto weapons, extra camping gear, dried and canned food, and… why not take the GAV?  They’re going on a cross-country road trip, and it doubles as the Fenton Family RV.  It’ll help defend them, and they can take so many readings!

Vlad and other neighbors may or may not have also encouraged them to get the GAV out of town.  Jack is a known menace on the roads in that thing.

They do insist on Jazz accompanying them this time.  It’s her last summer before she leaves for college; it’ll be good for her to spend some time with family.

Jazz, who had just wanted to go to college early and maybe enroll in a lot of summer courses, finds herself dragged into… she’s not exactly sure what, but Danny owes her big time.  (Seriously, what did I just get roped into?)

They pack up themselves and the GAV (runs on ecto-energy, so it also doesn’t need gas) and Sam straps her kayak to the top.  Look, she saw April’s kayak on the turtle tank, and if they’re going kayaking, then she’s bringing hers, too. 

This is also where it’s revealed to the group that Sam is loaded.  And Sam agreeing to help bankroll the trip means that everyone can also expect to eat real food on the trip, not just ramen and peanut butter sandwiches.  The group is a lot more willing to let them crash the trip if it frees up most of their budget for fun things and souvenirs.  Welcome aboard!

And that evening, they leave Amity Park for Dib’s hometown in Ohio.

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[moonlightswritingandstuff]

you, rainbow, and i, gray

Written for day four: colours, but could also apply to fluff!

Bianca di Angelo sees people in colours. Usually, each person is one colour. However, Rachel Elizabeth Dare seems to be every colour at once.

@them-awesome-rarepairs

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Bianca sorts people in colours. Nico is dark green, Hades is deep, deep maroon, and Maria is gold, beautiful gold.

They are all usually one colour.

Even after Bianca came to camp, most people she met were one colour.

Percy is a deep, deep unending blue with a tinge of purple. Annabeth is bright red-orange. Connor Stoll is yellow to his brother Travis's orange, and Katie Gardner is yellow-green, a lovely chartreuse. Thalia is a shocking orange, Grover a bright, sunny yellow.

They're all one colour.

Of course, when people die, they turn gray (Thalia's face flashes in Bianca's mind, her formerly bold orange turning into a gray and suddenly-).

Bianca is a colour too, of course, a plain but nice gray. Exactly like Pantone's neutral gray. She is nothing but plain, it seems, but Bianca is also death. Death, like the gray she is (Castor turns gray from lovely green as Bianca watches-).

But with the years come new revelations, with everyone seemingly coming in so many colours. Nico's settled into a pale yellow, Percy's become more purple as time's gone on, Annabeth's red-orange is stained by a little gray these days (it's not death yet but inching towards ever so because they're all child soldiers-).

Bianca hasn't changed. Not a bit. Because Bianca is the gray slightly off of death because Bianca is death. Bianca cannot be anything but death.

Well, people seemed to be one colour until Rachel Elizabeth Dare came along.

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See, Bianca first meets Rachel when Percy decided they needed one-on-one time (for no apparent reason, why did they need that?) and Bianca did nothing but acquisition because really, what could she do?

So Bianca's pretty surprised when Percy shows up with Rachel Elizabeth Dare, for two reasons.

First off, she thought this was one-on-one time of 'older cousins' club (which is really cousins-except-for-Nico club, because Bianca does not always want to be with Nico now that she can), not 'older cousins and some really pretty girl Percy is friends with' club.

Second off, Rachel is every colour ever, at the same time. Rachel is red and orange and yellow and green and blue and purple and everything in-between at the same time.

Well, Rachel isn't a neutral - isn't brown, black, beige, white, or gray. Rachel is achingly alive, in all her infinities, with every single colour. Bianca knows death, and Rachel is the opposite.

But Rachel smiles, and apologizes - something about her parents being insufferable - but Bianca isn't listening because Rachel's every single colour ever.

Her orange hair and green eyes and blue overalls and yellow undershirt and red shoes and purple hair-streaks and everything else, the paint coating her overalls in a million different shades all seem to reflect Rachel.

(She's like a blooming garden, in a way, with every single colour all over the place)

"So, yeah," Rachel concludes. "That being said, what about you?"

"Oh, I'm working on this art project-"

"You do art? Me too!"

(They end up spending that entire conversation basically ignoring Percy, much to his chagrin)

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"So... did you like her?"

"You couldn't tell?"

Percy relaxes. "Good. Annabeth doesn't, and I just kind of need someone who's a demigod- not to say that Grover and Tyson are anything close to bad, just-"

"I get it, idiot. Rachel's cool."

Percy smiles, but it's slightly strained, so Bianca raises an eyebrow.

"What's going on with Annabeth."

"You're not going to let me say nothing, are you?"

"Of course not."

"Well, she's just not really talking to me anymore? And it feels like we're drifting apart, which is really terrible, so..."

Bianca nods. "So. Annabeth's probably struggling with something. Just talk to her."

"I'll try that, thanks."

Bianca smiles.

"Also, Rachel has been pestering me to get your number."

"Has she now?"

"Yeah, so can I?"

Bianca shrugs. "Why not?"

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"Charcoals are nice," Rachel agrees. "But I prefer colour. Actually, I've been trying to help Percy with art-"

"He's completely useless!"

"Exactly! And so I was attempting to try art with him-"

"I'm so sorry."

Rachel laughs, a lovely sound coming from somewhere in her heart, all multicoloured. "Yeah. Anyway, he's actually great at watercolours and gouache, which, in hindsight, isn't much of a surprise."

"Fair enough. But you do know that means we have to force him to come along if we ever use watercolours?"

"Assuming we meet up more?"

"Naturally."

"Alright. Anyway, what's your favourite medium?"

"It's so expensive, but I like paint - and between acrylic and oil, oil is definitely better."

"I can probably get oil paint," Rachel says. "Art supplies are expensive but my dad's also a billionaire."

"Even though you hate him?"

Rachel shrugs, then frowns. "He's... terrible. I feel guilty buying anything, because everything is paid by him and his terrible practices."

Bianca nods. "Are you his... heir or something?"

Rachel shakes his head. "No. I have a cousin... it'll be his."

"Old men?"

Rachel laughs a little. "Old men."

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"And then, he got angry at me," Drew complains. "Like, hon, I'm the one trying to make sure your love life isn't trash. Not my fault if she doesn't like you back."

Bianca nods. Drew's colour is a comforting sweet pink, a pale, pale, pink that's pretty nonetheless.

"That being said, what's up with you?" Drew squints at Bianca. "Oh, I've got it. You're in love..."

"No, I'm not!" Bianca blushes despite herself anyways.

"Bee, my dear, you forget I can literally see love, or crushes, or infatuation, as long as it’s romantic. I know you have a crush on someone. Now, spill."

Bianca rolls her eyes. "So Percy has a mortal friend-"

"Oh, that Rachel girl? Annabeth's totally jealous."

"Huh, interesting. Yes, it's Rachel."

"So, what does she look like?"

"She has really curly red hair and green eyes - like Oracle green, I'm not even lying."

"Oracle green eyes?" Drew smiles. "You'll have to introduce me to her. But also, there's something you're not telling me."

"You know how I see people in colours, right?"

Drew nods. "And what shade is she?"

"Rachel isn't one shade. She's like... every shade but neutrals all at the same time."

"Ooh. Either you're in love-"

"Unlikely, it was from first sight, and colours don't work like that-"

"-or she's special."

"I can tell why people laud at your intelligence."

"They do the opposite, actually. I've heard multiple people talking about how dumb I am."

"Drew-"

"Enough about me."

"We're going back to that later, if you insist."

"I’m not going to get you to let it go, am I?”

“No. Drew, you’re one of the smartest people I know! They’re wrong.”

“They’re probably right. I barely scrape by As as it is.”

“Those are great grades, and besides that, who else knows exactly what someone’s strengths and weaknesses are at first glance? Who else knows exactly how to comfort people?”

Drew smiles. “I know. Anyway, tell me more about Rachel.”

“Fine.”

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“What do you think about mixed media?”

Bianca grins. “I love it! Watercolour and gouache and coloured pencil are all fun to use together in particular.”

Rachel’s eyes light up. “I hadn’t considered that. I usually use paint and pen, if I’m mixing media. Mixing media? Is that a thing?”

“I have absolutely no idea.”

“Then I shall use it anyway. That being said, in a monochromatic palette, what colour?”

“Blueish gray, usually. You?”

“I can never choose, you know? Sometimes I want green, or purple, but then I want some other colour. I usually end up with some random colour that’s appropriate to the scene rather than a scene appropriate to the colour.”

“That makes sense.”

The room dissolves into a comfortable silence once more, only broken by brush strokes, water dips, and gentle paint.

"I'm glad Percy introduced us," Rachel states.

"I'm glad too."

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"You're never around anymore," Nico states.

"Yes, I am. You're just rebellious."

Nico frowns. "What have you been doing?"

"I've just been a little busy. You know Percy's friend Rachel?"

"Yes."

"We've been talking."

Nico squints up at Bianca. "Talking."

"Yes, talking."

"Are you dating her?"

"No!"

"I don't believe you."

"We're not dating, Nico."

"You should."

"Nico!"

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"So, uh..." Rachel begins.

"Yeah?"

"Would you, uh, like to call this a date?"

Bianca blinks, then smiles. "Oh, oh, uh, yeah."

Rachel suddenly laughs. "We're so stupid about this."

"We are, aren't we?"

"Anyway, how do I tell Percy I'm going on a date with his cousin?”

"Let me tell him."

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