#luna talks w/ friends

[puppyeared]

Weird looking dog

[tittyinfinity]

My mom: why would someone want to be called "they?" They're not more than one person

Me: See how you just used the singular "they're" there? You use it a lot. Like when you're reading an article or listening to a story about someone, you'd say "they sound pretty cool, who are they?" Or "what was that person doing? They seem lost." There's quite a few instances of using singular they.

My mom: I just find it a bit confusing.

Me: and that's okay to be confused at first! But whether or not you're confused, it's respectful to call people what they want to be called. You wouldn't call someone a nickname that they asked you not to use, right?

My mom: I suppose so.

Me: it doesn't hurt anyone to use someone's pronouns. But it does hurt someone when you call them by the wrong name or set of pronouns. It's just about respecting people's boundaries. It's okay to be confused, but don't let that affect how you treat people.

My mom: That makes sense. Thank you Danielle.

I'm glad that my mom remains open-minded for most things. Many of her friends are queer so she's always willing to learn more. I appreciate her about that.

However, she's a bit more stubborn about some of her other opinions 😅 mostly ableism lol

But my mom is cool as hell

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GENRE ៸៸ established relationship ៸ oneshot ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which your insecurities take over your mind, but luckily your boyfriend is there to remind you of how perfect you are .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1650 ꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not proofread ៸ petnames ៸ kissing ៸ mean girls once again!! ៸ . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭 —i’m so done w school i need december to come asap like rn desperatelyyy T-T ✧ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

YOU’VE KNOWN JAKE SIM FOR A FEW MONTHS NOW.

though you had been friends for a while, you were still getting used to the fact that he was now your boyfriend.

it was hard to believe sometimes—jake, the effortlessly charming guy who seemed to have the whole school’s attention, had chosen you.

the popular, athletic, insanely good-looking guy who could probably have anyone he wanted.

and yet, he was holding your hand as you walked through the crowded mall together.

today, the two of you decided to hang out after school, hoping to escape the pressure of the hallways where jake was always surrounded by admirers.

the mall felt like a safe space, somewhere you could enjoy time together without everyone watching. or so you thought.

even now, walking next to him, you couldn’t help but notice the way people’s eyes followed him. ─── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 .ᐟㅤ

it was like every girl you passed did a double-take, their gazes lingering a little too long.

you tried to shake off the feeling, but the more it happened, the harder it was to ignore.

especially when some girls weren’t subtle about it at all.

you glanced at jake as he laughed, his smile bright and genuine, he was telling you about something funny that happened in practice earlier, his hand warm and comforting in yours.

but instead of focusing on his words, all you could think about was how perfect he seemed—his golden skin glowing under the dim lights, his hair tousled in that effortlessly messy way, and his smile… god, his smile. it was no wonder people couldn’t stop staring.

as you walked past one of the stores in the mall, a tall, confident girl stepped directly in front of jake.

her glossy hair swung behind her as she smiled brightly at him, completely ignoring your presence as if you were invisible.

“hey,” she started, her tone dripping with confidence as she twirled a lock of her hair around her finger.

“i couldn’t help but notice you. you’re really cute. can i get your number?”

your heart sank immediately—you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks, embarrassment flushing through you as you stood there, watching her blatantly hit on your boyfriend.

the worst part? she didn’t even glance at you, it was like you didn’t matter.

jake blinked, clearly taken off guard by her boldness, but he quickly recovered.

with a polite smile, he shook his head.

“i appreciate that, but i have a girlfriend,” he said, his voice calm as he pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around your waist as if to show her exactly who that girlfriend was.

only then did the girl’s eyes flick over to you, and the brief look she gave you made your stomach twist.

it was quick—barely a second—but it was enough.

a subtle, almost disdainful glance, as if she couldn’t believe you were the one he was talking about.

“oh,” she said, her smile faltering for just a second before she composed herself.

“well, lucky her.” she flashed one last grin at jake, completely ignoring you again, before walking off with a dismissive shrug.

you stood there, frozen for a moment, the weight of her silent judgment hanging heavy in the air.

jake, meanwhile, didn’t seem to think much of it.

he chuckled softly, shaking his head as he turned to you. “that was random, huh?”

you forced a laugh, but it felt hollow. “yeah, random,” you mumbled, trying to shake off the insecurity that was beginning to build up.

jake didn’t notice the way your smile wavered, the way your grip on his hand loosened just slightly as you tried to make sense of what had just happened.

as the two of you continued walking through the mall, the girl’s words kept replaying in your head.

“you’re really cute. can i get your number?”

and the way she had looked at you afterward—it stung more than you wanted to admit.

jake was perfect in every way, and you… well, you were just you.

a little later, you excused yourself to go to the restroom, needing a moment to collect yourself.

jake had been nothing but kind, but your mind couldn’t stop racing with doubts.

you stepped into the bathroom, hoping to take a deep breath and calm the swirling storm of insecurities that had been creeping up on you since the moment that girl approached him.

as you washed your hands, you heard voices from the stall behind you.

you didn’t pay much attention at first, but then you caught a familiar name.

“did you see jake sim?” one of the girls asked, her voice dripping with excitement. “he’s so hot. but did you see who he’s with?”

your heart sank as you realized they were talking about you and jake.

you stayed still, not wanting to make a sound as they continued, their voices echoing in the empty restroom.

“yeah, i saw,” another girl chimed in. “honestly, i don’t get it. he’s way out of her league.”

you felt your chest tighten—the sting of their words was sharp, each sentence feeling like a slap in the face.

“she’s not even that pretty,” the first girl continued, her voice lowering to a cruel whisper.

“i mean, look at him. he’s gorgeous. i don’t know what he sees in her.”

the words hit you like a punch to the gut—you stared at your reflection in the mirror, feeling your throat close up as you tried to hold back tears.

“out of her league”—the phrase repeated in your head over and over again, their voices feeding every insecurity you had about your relationship with jake.

you left the restroom as quickly as you could, avoiding eye contact with the girls who were now laughing as they exited their stalls.

when you walked back to where jake was waiting, you felt different—like a weight had settled on your shoulders, dragging you down with each step.

jake greeted you with his usual smile, holding out your drink.

“there you are. took a while. everything okay?” he asked, his voice filled with the same warmth that used to comfort you.

but right now, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you didn’t deserve that warmth.

you nodded, taking the drink from him without meeting his eyes.

“yeah, i’m fine,” you mumbled, but it was a lie, and jake knew it.

as the two of you walked through the mall again, jake kept glancing at you, noticing how quiet you had gotten.

normally, you’d be chatting and laughing with him, but now, you were distant, your responses short and dismissive.

the silence between you felt heavy, and he could sense something was wrong.

“hey,” he said softly, stopping and turning to face you. “what’s going on? you’ve been really quiet since earlier.”

you looked away, biting your lip as you felt the tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.

you didn’t want to say it—you didn’t want to admit how much those girls had gotten to you.

but the insecurity had built up so much that it was impossible to ignore.

“why are you even with me, jake?” the question slipped out before you could stop it, your voice trembling with the weight of everything you had been holding in.

“i mean, you’re jake sim. you’re… perfect. and i’m just… me. you could have any girl in school, so why me?”

jake’s face softened, confusion flickering in his eyes as he took a step closer to you.

“what? what are you talking about?”

you let out a shaky breath, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.

“these girls in the bathroom… they were talking about us. about how you’re ‘out of my league.’ and honestly, i’ve been thinking that too. i just don’t get it, jake. why me?”

jake’s expression darkened slightly as he glanced over your shoulder, spotting the girls who had just exited the restroom, still whispering and giggling as they passed by.

he understood immediately—his grip on your hand tightened, and he gently turned your face to look at him, his eyes filled with nothing but affection and adoration.

“baby,” he said softly, his voice low and serious. “don’t ever listen to what other people say about us. about you.”

you looked up at him, your heart aching with the weight of your doubts, but jake’s eyes were clear and sincere as he held your gaze.

“i’m with you because i want to be with you,” he continued, his voice unwavering.

“because you’re everything to me. i don’t care what anyone else thinks. you’re funny, and smart, kind— and the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen. you get me in ways no one else does. i love the way you make me laugh when i’m having a bad day. i love how you’re always there for me, no matter what.”

his words sank in slowly, the sincerity in his voice cutting through the insecurity that had been clouding your mind.

he reached up, gently cupping your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that had slipped down your cheeks.

“you are perfect for me,” he whispered, his forehead resting against yours. “you’re not ‘just’ anything. you’re everything i’ve ever wanted.”

before you could respond, jake leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft, gentle kiss.

it was slow, filled with the warmth and reassurance you desperately needed.

his touch was gentle, and in that moment, every doubt, every insecurity began to fade away, replaced by the overwhelming feeling of being wanted—not just by anyone, but by jake.

when he finally pulled away, his eyes met yours again, filled with the same intense softness.

“don’t ever doubt why i’m with you,” he murmured. “you’re the only one i want. always.”

and in that moment, wrapped in jake’s arms, you believed him.

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Mockingjay

Hi guys!

Sorry for the wait but here is finally the first chapter for the Luna's Hunger Games :)

I don't know for now exactly how I will ends this, but if you have any suggestion please feels free to send them to me, I might take them for the next chapters.

Also a big THANK YOU to @w-owwomen for your help, you are lovely ♥

Please enjoy ♥

TW : Nothing much for now I think, please let me know if you're not ok with it.

Ona was nervous. Fidgeting with her fingers, she looks at the people on the stage as trying to switch the microphone on. She hates this moment every year, the one where they are selected : the next young people to go to the Capitol. And then, they need to fight for their life in the arena. 

As she's in the oldest of the selectable population, she's in the front now. Her gaze left the people in front of her to look for her family in the crowd. Their parents aren’t far from her, standing next to her brother. Joan’s name never was raffled, their parents only needing to save one more child to be happy. And now he’s too old to be a part of the Games.

At least, that’s what people in the city say.

They also say that they won’t select a child of one of the best craftsmen of the district. But Ona isn’t stupid and she knows that it has nothing to do with that. Sighing softly, she averts her gaze again when she realizes that her mother is almost crying. 

Ona distracts herself as they give their speech and video reminding them why the children must die for the Capitol. Ona hates them. It’s only when they call the name of the male tribute that she listens again. 

“Tony Sanchez”

Ona knows him. He's exactly between her and Joan in age and clearly terrified as he manages to walk to the stage and face the crowd. He's more Joan's friend then hers but they'll still talk when he came to their house.

“Alright, thank you, thank you” the presenter says, stopping fake clapping. “Now, the girl!”

Ona looks at the man carrying the pot and at the presenter as she puts her hand in. She takes several seconds to mix the papers, before taking one out. Ona knows before she opens her mouth.

“Ona Batlle”

She can feel the weight of everyone’s gaze on her and it’s possibly weighs heavier on her than the fact that it’s her turn to go face her death. She remembers the first times she was standing here, holding her brother’s arm. He always managed to reassure her, whispering to her that he will take her place if it was needed. But today, he can’t. And Ona probably wouldn’t let him do it. 

Ona looks at her family again when she’s up the stairs. Her ears are buzzing, making her unable to hear anything around her. Her mother’s crying, her brother placed an arm around her shoulders. And her dad might pass for impassive, but Ona can see the terror and sadness in his eyes. 

After the presentations, Ona and Tony are taken to go to a room to say their goodbye to their family. Ona already knows that room for being here two years ago, saying goodbye to someone she loved. A simple look only informs her that nothing has changed since the last time she came here. 

She doesn’t have time to look at it for very long though, the door opens suddenly, letting her family enter the room. She’s almost crushed in her mother’s arms, deeply sobbing. Just a shared look with her father makes her understand that they think the same things. The tributes from district 8, where she comes from, never stay alive for long in the Games. They aren’t prepared for what is happening during the fight, they don’t know how to survive. 

Joan seems to think the same, too. 

“Take all your classes about survival. Maybe learn to make a fire but don’t do it at night, it will attract your opponents” he says.

Ona nods. She doesn’t need to hear that, she already knows. They had watched the Hunger Games together since they are allowed by their parents.

“Don’t eat something you don’t know and if you have to eat something raw, eat fish not meat yeah?”

“Okay” she says softly, still in her mother’s arms.

She knows that too, but she has the feeling that it helps Joan to say all of this to her. Ona doesn’t want them to cry at her departure. She wants them to stick together. Her family is the thing that helps her survive and be at least a little happy these last few years. 

“Are you going to watch me?” she asks anyway.

“Of course we are” her father talks for the first time. “And no matter what Ona, we are proud of you and love you more than anything.”

Her mother cries harder and despite everything, Ona can’t help but smile softly and rolls her eyes. She’s happy to mean so much for her family, but she doesn’t want them to cry.

“I love you too, all of you.” she answers, trying to have a look at her mother’s face.

Someone is suddenly knocking on the door and Ona feels her heartbeat getting faster. Is it already time to say goodbye? But no, it’s only her best friend who came to say goodbye too. She just wanted to give the Batlles’ some time alone.

Aitana takes Ona’s mother place in her arms and hug her so hard that she might break her several ribs.

“She’ll needs all of her body intact” Joan says, with a hint of amusement in his voice. 

“Promise you’ll fight to come back” Aitana whispers in her ears.

Their eyes cross when she releases Ona and Ona only nods for an answer. Aitana doesn’t seems to need much, stepping back to let someone else have her place. Her best friend knows what Ona is thinking, their connection never having failed since they met when they were maybe six months old. 

Ona loses track of time and soon her parents are talking at Aitana about something. Ona takes advantage, grabbing her brother’s arm. 

“If I don’t come back, promise me you’ll take care of them. And of you.”

Her brother frowns and open his mouth to answer something, but Ona cuts him off. She knows that he probably will say not to talk like that, that she has her chances to come back and everything, but that’s not what she needs right now.

“Please.”

They look at each other, Ona’s brown eyes deep in her brother’s blue ones. He finally sighs, putting a hand on her arm. 

“I swear. But you have to swear back that you will fight for your life, Ona. You are clever enough to survive. You might not have the strength of a bulldozer, but you are smart, quick and tricky”

“I swear too” Ona answers calmly. 

They look at each other for several seconds before Joan nods and takes his little sister in his arms. He wants to say that he’s sorry not to be able to protect her anymore, but he knows that she doesn’t need to hear it to know it. 

********

One and a half hours later, she’s in the train taking her to the Capitol. The journey is long, two days and two nights. It will be the first time that Ona will cross another district. It won’t be too long though, because of the length of the district 8. When she enters the train, someone takes her to her room and asks her about her clothes size. She will need to get rid of the ones she’s wearing now and have to wear what they are giving her instead. 

Thanks god it wasn’t awful, even if it looks like they are keeping the nice clothes for the TV shows. 

She’s sitting in the main room when Tony comes to sit next with her. It’s weird to be face to face with someone who will be your opponent in a few days. He seems unsure too, looking at her from the corner of his eyes. 

“You’re little Joan sister, right?” he says finally after many minutes. 

He knows who she is, Ona thought. But she takes pity on him, he always been friendly with her when he came to see Joan. 

“Yeah” she mumbles. “And you’re Tony.”

“Yeah.”

Awkward.

“So, uh. What were you up to before coming here?” Ona asks. 

The possibilities aren’t multiple in the district, but it’s always nice to ask, Ona thinks. Her parents' finances were pretty good. Ona was living with them in a pretty nice apartment in a pretty nice building. She knows it’s not the same for everyone. 

“I was working in the Armory with my father” he shrugs. 

Ona nods only. What can she answer? The good thing for Tony is that he probably knows about weapons now, unlike her. He doesn’t have time to ask her the question back, before the automatic doors of the wagon opens again. 

Ona raises her eyes to look at the woman coming inside. Her long, blond hair looks like they are the softest she has ever seen, and she has to fight the urge to touch it. Her almond eyes are scanning both of them, before she smiles at them. 

“Hi. I’m Alexia, I’ll be your advisor during the Games.”

Ona recognizes her. She won the Games five years ago, in an arena with the theme of an island. She was strong and never failed anyone. 

“You’re not from district 8” Tony frowns. 

Alexia doesn’t have time to answer before Ona speaks for her. 

“We don’t have a winner who is still alive” she mumbles, rolling her eyes.

She doesn’t look away when Alexia looks at her, shrugging. Like said before, their district isn’t really lucky in the games. A small smile appears on Alexia’s face and it’s still here when she talks again. 

“Ona’s right. That’s why I nominated myself to help you to change that.”

She’s still looking at Ona when she sits down, and the young woman can’t help but look away. She feels like Alexia is scanning her soul with her eyes and it’s quite disturbing. Alexia seems genuinely intrigued by her. 

“First, I’ll answer your questions if you have some and then I’ll explain to you what will happen now. You’ll have several classes with options during your training, we can talk and choose which ones are the best for you. I think it’s more important to value your strengths and not try too hard to work on your weaknesses, we don’t have time for that. It’s important to know them, though.”

Ona likes the way Alexia seems to be thinking. She was scared she’d have to face someone who will tell her that she has her chances to win. She knows it’s wrong. She wants someone to help her, and Alexia seems the right person for her. 

The three of them spend almost a full hour speaking together. Tony seems a little reluctant to open up to Alexia, which Ona thinks is stupid. She’s here to help. As a result, Alexia decides to talk to Tony one on one first. 

“Don’t be shy to use the facilities of the train” Alexia advises her when she leaves the room. “I’ll meet you in your room in around one hour”

Ona decides to explore the train a little more before going back to her bedroom. There aren't a lot of windows on this train, probably to hide the road to the Capitol. Like she would be going back one day.

She passes a room where Peacekeepers are looking at some screens. Ona realizes that some are of places in her district as well as many she doesn’t know. She doesn’t have time to look at it for any longer though, because one of them suddenly sees her and harshly closes the door.

When she comes back in her room, she realizes that a bunch of other clothes are on her bed, neatly folded and ironed. They look nice and Ona carefully puts them in the drawer facing her bed. She then takes a look at the stupidly big bathroom with a bathtub that could probably comfortably fit three people. She decides to refresh herself anyway and when she comes back, changed and showered, Alexia is waiting for her on her bed. 

“Oh, sorry” Ona mumbles.

“No problem.”

They look at each other before Alexia nods towards the bed, asking her to take a seat next to her. Ona obliges, sitting cross-legged and grabbing a pillow to hug it without really thinking about it. 

“So. You are Ona Batlle, 17, both your parents are alive, same as your big brother.”

She waits for Ona to nod before continuing. Alexia seems to have memorized everything as she is not reading off anything.

“What would you say are your strengths?”

Ona shrugs softly, before remembering what her brother told her. He’s probably right, but she hates talking about herself. 

“I can be tricky when I need to, I guess.” she finally answers.

Alexia looks at her with the same scanning-disturbing look that earlier. Ona bites her lip and searches for something else to say, but it’s Alexia that talks first. 

“I hated that too, talking about myself. But you have to realize that it will be talking about yourself that will make Capitol and Sponsors love you. They need to see themselves in you. Sure, there will be shy people watching, but shy people won’t get you any bonus.”

Ona nods. Of course, Alexia’s right. The brunette doesn’t usually like when people try to scold her, but Alexia has the ability to make her understand her point without seeming condescending. She likes it. The blonde grabs a pile of paper behind her and gives it to Ona. 

“Those are the questions that will help me to understand you better. Please fill them in so I can see how to help you.”

Ona takes them, frowning slightly. Her eyes roam them before she looks at Alexia again. The blonde smiles at her before making herself comfortable against the headboard of the bed. Grabbing the pen hanging on the sheets, Ona starts to answer the questions.

********

The next day, Alexia joins them at breakfast with a plan about the obligatory classes and the optional ones she is advising each of them to attend. A quick look at Tony’s sheets makes Ona realize that they aren’t sharing a lot of them.

“Isn’t it better to stick together at the beginning?” she asks their Mentor. 

“It can, but I really think that if you want to work together, it’s better to separate your strengths. And we never know, you can be separated at any point during the Games. It’s important that you can survive alone.”

It’s a polite way to say that they could betray the other at any time, Ona thinks. She looks closer at her sheets, seeing that Alexia added some survival classes like Ona had asked her yesterday. 

“I’ll protect Ona at any coast” Tony says, frowning deeply. 

Ona raises her eyes on him, surprised and a little uneasy at this statement. She feels Alexia’s quick gaze on her before the blonde talks. 

“Great. But she can handle herself and all of the classes will help you both be stronger as individuals.”

She doesn’t add anything while grabbing a plate to put some waffles on it. Ona looks at her sheets again without really seeing them. She’s grateful for Tony’s protection, but doesn’t like being seen as a poor little girl. Sure, she’s may be small and not very muscular, but like Joan said she’s fast. Alexia putted some physical trainings on her timetable, but she doesn’t know what it means exactly. 

********

The train ride is a little boring until they pass District 2. The landscapes are way more beautiful than District 8 which is not surprising. Ona feels impressed by the mountains and the small villages with beautiful small houses. It is nothing like the endless buildings in District 8.

“Oh sorry” Ona says as she enters the TV room.

She wasn’t expecting Alexia to be here, looking at the black screen. The blonde turns her head to look at her but smiles, gesturing for Ona to come to sit next to her. 

“The train is for everyone” she shrugs. “Do you want to watch TV?”

“I never managed to turn it on…” Ona blushes. 

Alexia smiles but doesn’t say anything, grabbing the remotes to turn it on. Ona frowns when she sees a seaside landscape in front of her eyes. 

“It’s District 4” Alexia comments.

Ona nods softly, looking at Alexia from the corner of her eyes. She likes her, in a friendly way. She loves her brother with all her heart, but if she had to choose a big sister, she would have picked one like Alexia. 

“You are from District 10, right?” Ona asks softly, scared to cross a line. 

But Alexia just nods, switching the channel to find a beautiful forest. Once again, very differently of her district where you have to fight to be able to see something green.

“What does it looks like?”

“Like this”

Alexia switches the channel again. It now shows a landscape with a lot of mountains and canyons, beige and red rocks. And in the distance, you can see the sea. The kind of thing Ona only saw in books when she was younger. 

“It looks beautiful” Ona finally says.

“It is. It’s very warm though, I miss the sun when I’m in the Capitol. I live near the sea, with my Mom and my sister.”

“What about your father?” Ona asks.

“He’s dead.”

“Oh, I’m sorry”

She’s a little surprised by Alexia’s blunt answer. She looks carefully at her mentor, but she doesn’t seem mad. She’s not smiling of course, but her gaze is still inviting discussion. 

“Don’t be. It was several years ago. He was sick. It was awful of course, but I try to do things for him now. I just hope he’s proud of me.”

“I’m sure he is.”

It’s maybe top direct, but Ona can’t imagine a parent who will not be proud of Alexia. Her answer makes Alexia smile though.

“Thanks.”

“So you are living with your mother and sister?”

“No, I’m living with my girlfriend actually.”

Her answer makes Ona almost jump. Homosexuality isn’t a thing that is appreciated in Panem. People usually hide it or get married to save appearances. Alexia’s smile gets wider this time, unable to hide her amusement. 

“What? Don’t tell me you’re homophobic?”

There’s a mix of teasing and sincerity in Alexia’s voice. Ona blushes, but probably not for the reasons Alexia thinks. 

“No, I… Quite the contrary actually.”

“Oh, so you have a girlfriend too?”

Ona bites her lip and shakes her head. No, she doesn’t have a girlfriend, but she doesn’t know how to explain things to Alexia. She doesn’t know if she wants to, to be honest. But she feels like she can trust Alexia, which is strange. Because except for her family and Aitana, she doesn’t trust anyone.

“I had one” Ona whispers. 

“What happened?”

Alexia’s tone is the same as Ona’s, like she understands that it’s a sensitive subject for the younger girl. Ona takes a big breath before starting to talk again. 

“Do you remember Jana Fernández? She was a tribute two years ago for my District. She was 15 at the time.”

“I do” Alexia only says.

“It was her. My girlfriend.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

Ona shrugs but doesn’t add anything. She doesn’t talk about Jana to anyone, even if her family knew at the time the nature of the relationship between her and Jana. Her parents and her brother have always been supportive about her sexuality and her choice. Her father said that he will love her no matter what and will crush anyone who will try to put a finger on her. She always felt safe with her family. 

“I knew she only had a small chance, but it’s still hurt” Ona mumbles after a silence. 

She’s not looking at Alexia, so she doesn’t see the sad smile on the blonde’s face. She’s surprised when she feels the other girl place an arm around her shoulders to hug her but she relaxes quickly, after the surprise has passed. 

“It’s hard to live after the loss of someone you loved” Alexia says, waiting for Ona to hums before talking again. “I really think you never heal from it. You just learn to live with that part of you.”

“That’s right. I know she would have wanted for me to continue and maybe move on, but I can’t.”

“Maybe you haven’t found the right girl for now”

Ona shrugs once again, she doesn’t really know. And even if Alexia is right, it’s too late for her now. Her life is almost over.

They don’t say anything else, just looking silently at the different landscapes on TV. Alexia needs to answer a call at some point, so Ona goes back to her room to take a big, long, hot bath. Something she hasn't had a lot in her life. After that, she went to eat something with Tony and the team but left early to go to bed. The talk she had with Alexia exhausted her. 

********

“Ona, come look at it!”

Ona groans when Tony calls her. She was all comfy, reading on the couch but stands anyway, joining him at the window. Ona realizes here that they are arriving at the Capitol and the view is like nothing she has ever seen in person before. Of course, she’s seen it on TV during previous Games, but it has nothing to do with being here in real life.  

“It’s massive” she finally says. 

Alexia hums, bored, from the couch where she was still sitting, leafing through a magazine. But Ona doesn’t look at her, captivated by the city in front of her eyes. Everything is shiny and bright. 

They finally arrive at the train station and Ona wasn’t expecting people to come to see them but the crowd is massive and she lets Tony guides her with an hand on her back. They follow the Peacekeepers taking them to a white vehicle with no drivers. The tinted windows offer them the possibility to look without being gawked at. 

“What’s now?” Ona asks Alexia.

“We will go to our rooms, then I’ll show you the other contestants. The training starts tomorrow.”

Ona nods, swallowing with difficulty. She still can’t believe that everything is really happening, that she’s slowly but surely preparing for her death. Breathing suddenly becomes shallow, so she tries to distract herself by looking by the windows. There is now way that she is having a panic attack right now. 

Alexia’s comforting hand on her arm makes her jump, but she soon relaxes herself into her. Ona looks at the blonde from the corner of her eyes, but Alexia isn’t looking at her. She’s looking outside, but it’s better for Ona like this. 

When they arrive at the place where they will stay, Ona’s mind almost explodes once again. Everything is so big and stupidly fancy. It makes her angry when she remembers that people almost die from hunger outside the Capitol. But she says nothing, she doesn’t know if the other members of the team are thinking like Alexia. 

Ona’s room is big, with a double big bed. She has a TV, a drawer full of clothes and a proper bathroom that’s even bigger than the ones she had on the train. There are a lot of bottles of shampoo, shower gel and all different kinds of products for her skin and her hair.

“At least I’ll die pretty” Ona grumbles.  

“The point is to stay alive, actually”

Ona jumps, hitting her knee on the furniture next to her. She wasn’t expecting someone to be here with her. She turns around to face another girl, brunette with a cocky smile.

“Hi. I’m Leila. I’m your fashion designer.”

“Oh. Hi.”

Leila doesn’t seem surprised by Ona’s lack of dynamic, she might be used. Fashion is never a thing usually in the District and for Ona too. Even if her parents works on that area, they work for the Capitol, not the Districts. They only are authorized to wear what the Capitol lets them.

“Alexia needs you in the living room. You will see your contestants and after that I’ll show you what I designed for you to wear for the different events before the Games.”

They were going to the living room while talking and Ona frowns when she hears that.

“What different moments?”

“Well the interviews on TV and the parade especially.”

Ona answers with a soft groan, not really fond of that kind of thing. She hates being in front of everyone. Leila seems to find this reaction funny based on her smile, but Ona doesn’t comment on it and lets herself fall onto the couch next to Tony. Alexia was standing next to the TV with a remote in her hand.

“Right, so as you already know, we have twelve Districts fighting during the Games. The districts 1, 2 and 4 are the career districts and of course they are the most talented and prepared for the Games. They will be tough opponents.”

“So it's probably best to have an alliance with one of them, right?” Tony asks. 

Ona rolls her eyes and Alexia sees her gesture, making her smile softly. Tony doesn’t though and he keeps looking at Alexia with intensity.

“Maybe” Alexia finally answers. “But they don’t need you, unless you have a special something. They usually make an alliance between them.” 

Tony nods and Alexia puts her attention back on the screen. She presses the buttons to present each tribute from each Districts. First the boy, then the girl. Ona looks at Alexia presenting the twins of 1, the psychopaths of 2 and the Nerds of 3. 

“Now from District 4. Declan Smith. He seems pretty fast, and his father is one of the best fishermen from the District. He probably knows how to craft some interesting things, and of course fishing.”

Ona looks at him, he might be 18 or maybe 17, but clearly not younger. He could easily pass for someone older than 18 though. Alexia clicks on the remote again and a picture of a girl appears on the screen. 

“Lucy Bronze. She’s Jorge Bronze’s little sister, the winner of the Games two years ago. If she’s like him, she’s a great fighter. Very strategic, isn’t afraid of a phsyical fight but clever enough to know when to hide.”

There is a moment of silence while they all look at her picture. 

“She seems… impressive” Tony finally says.

It caught Ona by surprise, because she almost adds “beautiful” to Tony’s sentence. Her face card has probably never declined. She has beautiful green eyes; brown hair and her face is pretty even if she’s not smiling in this picture. Her muscles seem pretty impressive too. 

Ona is so surprised at attraction to the girl in the picture that she isn’t really following what Alexia says after that. She just pouts a little bit at her picture, thinking they could have chosen another one. This one isn’t really pretty.

When she goes to bed several hours after that, she is still thinking about Lucy and it was really annoying her. She doesn’t even know the girl, why is she having such an impact on her? She’s almost eager for the training from tomorrow, where she will probably meet her and see how unbearable she is to help her to get over it.

Chapter After

[mitsuyafics]

TR boys when you use their first name for the first time.

gender neutral reader

Includes : Mikey, Mitsuya, Inui, and Hanma.

Note : Implied NSFW, a little angsty on Inui’s.

Tell me if you want me to do others !!

Manjiro Sano

Mikey had been your boyfriend for around a year before you decided to try to use his first name. You usually used pet names or just calling him Mikey, but you really wanted to know what he’d think.

“Mikey~” You called out, as your boyfriend stayed on your chest, cuddling deeper into your body.

“Mikey, we have to get up. The gang will be waiting on us soon..”

He continued to ignore you, his eyes closed and a small smile on his face. Light breathing and the sound of birds outside filled the room.

Finally, you gathered enough courage.

“M..Manjiro..” You said quietly, a slight heat rushing to your face. The heat became even greater when his head sprung up at you, his gaze directly on your eyes.

“What did you just say?”

That tone. Was he mad at the random drop of his government name?

“U-Uh.. Manjiro..” You kept your confidence even though it was starting to falter.

“Say it again.” He demanded, his tone and face stone cold.

“Manjiro”

Suddenly a big smile showed on his face, and he started to kiss all over yours.

“Call me that from now on, yeah?” He smiled again, continuing his ministrations.

“Manjiro! That tickles” You giggled, extremely happy at how this turned out.

Mitsuya Takashi

It wasn’t long before you decided to call Mitsuya by his first name. It just kinda slipped out because of how much Hakkai would say it. Besides that, He just has such a pretty first name.

“Luna, Mana, I’m home!”

“Taka-nii!”

“Nii-chan!”

They yelled, running down the stairs.

“You brought Y/n-nee too! Yay!” Luna smiled, as both sisters hugged onto your legs.

“Hi my loves, how was school?”

You and the girls got into random conversations about the day, smiling and laughing.

Mitsuya started dinner, while softly smiling at the sight. He adored the way you got along with his sisters. It only pushed the attraction he already had for you.

After a while of talking with his sisters, you told them you were going to help him with dinner, and left them to play.

“Hi Love” He smiled when you walked towards him.

“Need any help, Takashi?”

Suddenly he froze, the knife he was using to cut vegetables dropped beside him, luckily not hitting anything.

“W-What?”

“Did I say something wrong? Was it too early to call you that..?” Anxiety started to creep into your mind like a wildfire. Everything in you telling you to apologize and say Mitsuya instead.

“N-No!” He turned around, and grabbed your hands. A smile present on his face. “Could you repeat that..?”

“Do you need any help, Mitsuya..?”

He frowned, “That’s not what you said..”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and tried again.

“Takashi..”

Suddenly one of his hands left yours and he hid his face behind it.

His ears shined red and he smiled brightly.

“Yes, I would love your help.. Please call me that more.”

“O-Okay!” You smiled brightly, happy he was okay with it.

“My name has never sounded better than it did when you said it..”

Inui Seishu

Inui had been your best friend since he originally joined Toman. Both him and Koko leaned towards you more than anyone else from the first division.

You had always thought Inui was so pretty, which Kokonoi noticed fairly quickly. He teased you about it often before you two got together.

You didn’t like calling Inui the same name as everyone else, which is where the thought of using his first name came from.

One night, you were hanging out with him in the old bike shop Inui stayed at. Usually Koko would be here too, but he had something going on he said he “had to deal with”.

“Are you hungry? I brought some food from the store..”

“Yeah I am, Thank you Seishu.”

He froze, The bag in his hand dropping to the floor. Suddenly you regretted this decision greatly. Especially when you noticed tears underlining his eyes.

“Inui! I’m sorry!” You rushed over to him, wiping his tears, a worried expression on your face.

He just stared at you, before pulling you into his arms and sobbing into your shoulder.

“I’m so sorry Inui.. I didn’t mean to hurt you..”

“No..” He cleared his throat, “Please call me that again..”

“Are you sure?? Uh.. I’m sorry, Seishu.”

His sobs got harder for a bit longer, as you held him tightly.

“Do you know.. how long I’ve waited to hear that name..?”

“What are you talking about..?”

“I’ve waited so long.. for someone to see me as just me.. Seishu..”

He sniffled again into your shoulder, before leaning back and holding your face with so much care, as if you could break at any second.

“I’ve always seen you as you, Seishu”

His eyes teared up again, and he smiled, before bringing you into a kiss beyond anything you’ve felt before. He put his all into that kiss.

That night he showed you exactly how much you meant to him. How much he loved you.

Hanma Shuji

Hanma and you started as a fling that just stayed to each other. There wasn’t any stated commitment, yet neither of you went to anyone else.

You thought about saying his name so many times, but never got the courage to. Until you were at a party with the Toman members.

The bar was filled with people, most tipsy and on the dance floor while Rindou Haitani played music for the whole crowd.

Hanma has never entertained anyone else, so you never felt the need to get possessive or jealous ever. Until this party.

“You’re Hanma right?” The girl slurred, “Wow. You really are as handsome as people say, Reaper.”

“Thanks.” He replied, before going back to his conversation with Kazutora.

“Are you here alone? I could show you a good time tonight, if you’d like~” She flirted, slowly getting closer to him before you walked up.

Placing yourself on Hanma’s lap, You smiled and kissed his cheek.

“Hi Shuji~ I missed you. Oh? Who is this?” You asked nicely, while smirking at the girl.

“Just some random girl. Says she can give me a good time. You believe that, doll?” He smirked.

“Oh! By all means try, But remember who he’s coming back to after, okay?” I smiled her way, as she scoffed and walked off.

He places a few sloppy kisses along your neck before smiling up at you.

“Was that jealousy, Doll? That side of you was.. extremely hot..”

“What can I say, You’ve been mine for a while.” You smiled, placing a slow kiss on his lips.

“Ugh. Get a fucking room.” Kazutora scoffed.

Suddenly you were picked up as Hanma stood, “Oh don’t worry, we will” He smirked as he walked away from Kazutora.

“Oh and doll?”

“Yes?”

“Be sure to call me Shuji for the rest of the night~”

[coredrill]

also this might just be cause this is the show i’m watching coming off of [redacted] but. i really love how varied all of the characters are in their relations w each other? like it’s mainly eiji cause he’s the protag of course but for a show that is so. SO 2000s in every way everyone feels very very human and. i like that a lot :3

also they sing the combination song outloud in zwei so this show officially fucking rules

[yurinaa-world]

For the milestone event! (OMG CONGRATS!!!) Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, and Gepard with H, J, K, and W

🩷🩷🩷 Congrats again on 800!!

✦Characters: Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, & Gepard

✦Alphabet: H, J, K, W

800 Follower Milestone Event; Under The Stars

𝒟𝒶𝓃 𝐻𝑒𝓃𝑔

✦Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

In the past, he had so many secrets. About who he was, where he came from and especially didn’t like to talk about before he came to the express. He was scared. Scared at how you would react. Scared that he would get you and take you away from him. Scared that you would leave him if you found out what his last reincarnation did.

He was terrified When you saw him as imbibitor lunae, but your reaction wasn’t what his brain imagined at all. You looked happy. Just kept on staring at him, giving him so many compliments. “Aren't you scared of me or hate me?” He looked at you seriously. “Why would I hate you? I’m not mad either if that's what you're thinking.” You aren’t mad at him or having anything negative against him.

After that, he begins to share everything with you. Whatever he may be thinking, he’ll tell since there isn’t anything holding him anymore like it used to.

✦Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Not really, but when he does, it's obvious. His face is black most of the time, and the occasional small smile, but when he’s jealous, he scowls while gritting at the sight of you and that guy you're talking to who’s getting too close to you. Afterwards, just thinking about it makes him a little mad. You’ll have to cheer him up.

✦Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He's a shy type of kisser. He pulls you into a kiss but doesn’t kiss any deeper into you. If you want to make the deeper, then you’ll be the one to go deep on him.

Nervous, his hands were shaky and sweaty; looking into your eyes made you both fluster before he leaned to kiss you, yet it felt like something at the lip of your lips but stilling, leaving you flushed.

✦W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Has you in his lap to read with him while sitting in his lap. Reading one of those books you find so dull! So dull that you'd rather have some fun instead. To the point that you begin to cause trouble by kissing him all over until he breaks from the madness of your love<3

𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃

✦Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He's pretty open about everything, even the past and what transpired with old friends. He trusts you since you decided to take his hand and spend your life with him, for him and not anything else, which warms his heart.

✦Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He never gets jealous. He’s amused by anyone trying to whisk you away from him; how idiotic. They think you're gullible enough to fall for their little compliments. 

✦Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Yeah, the man knows what he’s doing; he uses every little point in your body against you to make you flustered. 

He was gentle on his first kiss with you, though. He was so soft that he almost felt like a feather, almost like testing the waters before figuring out what action to take with you next time.

✦W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He saw you looking at Pushie at one of the stalls someone was selling when he asked you if you wanted, and you just said. The next time he went around the area, he saw the plushies again. he immediately bought 30 of them and put them all on your shared bed. Just chuckles when he sees your shocked face. 

𝒢𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓊

✦Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Just a couple of secrets. He just doesn’t like talking about his father that much, thinking about when he was younger, and serval always had to protect him from their dad; it’s something he doesn’t want to think about, especially with how his life is going right now with you. You’ll find him weak if tells you about it. Just be patient about it. He'll come to you talking about it.

✦Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He looks so cute when jealous, like a pout on his face that makes him look like a golden retriever. He makes it even better because he has blond hair or an awkward smile (it’s usually the smile). He just feels a little uncomfortable when someone is hitting on you right in right of him but definitely steps in and gets serious when they don’t take the hint.

✦Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He’s a bit messy with it; just not really sure where he should put his hands if he puts them where you’re comfortable. When finally figures that out, he just gets a little embarrassed when he looks into your eyes before leaning in to give you a soft, feather-like kiss, feeling like it barely touched your lips.

✦W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He is always grateful to you for coming to him on break and giving him the food you prepared, he sees your face lighting up when eats and loves it! It’s so cute. He means when he says he’ll eat your cooking every day of the week and never get sick! Since it’s you, and he could never get sick of you.

[thesecondlight-luna]

So here is my birthday thing I said I would do and a little more

so really this isn’t something specifically about my birthday but it’s mostly art of some of mine and other people’s OCs. But it’s also a thanks as many of these people have inspired me and have just been kind and welcoming to me in the community here you have all made me feel that my love for these silly little stick figures I normal and not something that is weird or childish and I can talk and interact with others who enjoy them as well which is something I haven’t found anywhere else. So Thank you all to the friends and those who have inspired me. Now let’s get to it.

Ps I have this scheduled so I might not be awake when it post so that people who are included at different time zones can see it

Ok so below is the original template I used and though not all poses are the same all the numbered positions are the way that is will work also there is one circled 18 that was added in.

ex.

Creator

OC- number, ect

@askthefuturestickgeneration

TFO-10, TLC-9, lilac-12, angle-5

@gayyimbo

yimbo-17

@fusciaguardian

savage-16(the brown one)

@astral-onp4wz

Fallen-14

@thelittlestaxolotl

axolotl-13

@flairya

Flairya-11

@midgetmoth

practice-8, Greg-1

@alan-in-the-outernet

Lemon-6, mauve-4, Burgundy-3, eminence-18 (the added one)

Mine

TSL or Luna-15, V.-7, and S̶͈̉̆̎͝ͅu̶̖̽j̵̦͌̒͝f̷̧͖̐̚i̷̧̛͕͕͛s̸̟̝̄͂́͋ͅn̷̪̼̈̉ͅȅ̶͓͠i̵̝͉͍̠͝f̷͈̙͝k̶͖̬̍̑̅ẅ̸̮͍̄̂-2

now let’s hope I scheduled this right -w-

[snowywolf1005]

MAMA BOYS

HOW IT ALL STARTED

REMAKE WRITING

You were happy, a happy little girl who lived the amazing island. Where are all monsters and creatures to communicate each to your people. You're different from other humans.

They also communicate kaiju, and you are the first person who can communicate them. You communicate mothra, and you love to play with your siblings and your friend.

You have the ability of nightmares.

And your home is friends with a land called Mexico, you were happy.

But... something went wrong.

Your home was attacked by the world government and marine. You got separated from your family, your friend, your culture. Everything was gone. You're with your sibling and sail to Mexico. The people were surprised how your home country was gone.

And the animals who live your home were dead or separated or went somewhere else. You decide to find them, and you won't let the pirate or world government, even marine, capture them and never let your country extinct.

But you're not alone. You have siblings and some new friends. That where you meet Roger. You and your siblings and friends can't trust him, but he's kind. So you trust him.

You met his crew and whitebeard pirate, Roger was interested in your home and mexico. So you sailed with Roger, one of your siblings went to whitebeard crew, and one of them joined the Roger crew.

Shank has a big crush on you. You have fun adventures with Roger like a part of the family. Roger discovered luna and joyboy, mexico history, your culture, the kaiju island.

The president of Mexico became friends with Roger and decided to make a holiday of the first pirate came across to Mexico. And they even took a picture of you and Roger. To remember.

Roger and his crew met mothra. She was coming out of Chrysalis. They were shocked to see the kaiju so big, they discovered that you could communicate kaiju.

Everyone loves Roger crew, shank, and Buggy loves Mexico. Roger told you that he wanted to become king of the pirate. You were amazed by his dream, but Buggy got sick.

So you, your siblings, your friend, and shanks have to take care of Buggy. While Roger and his crew went adventure, Roger found the one piece and became king of the pirate.

Then Roger left the crew. You hugged him, thanked him for taking care of you and your siblings. Roger thanked you for becoming a pirate king and discovering the history of your home and mexico.

And oden left too. It was so sad to see your family go. What more sad to Roger get executed, the crew slipped up. You say goodbye to Shanks and also say goodbye to Buggy, saying them to take care.

Your brother joins shanks crew.

Mexico learns Roger's death and cries. You live on your own, got a bounty. But garp captured you and took you to the hospital to find out that Roger has a son.

Garp knows your past and your home, but he kept a secret from the government. You met Rouge, who is having a baby of Roger son.

Rouge, ask you to take care of Ace cause she knows all about you and decided that you raise ace as a mother. You don't understand why, she told because of how Roger took care of you.

you accepted Rouge offer before she died. You decide to raise ace just how Roger took care of you, garp took you to foosha village.

Where (S/N) lived, you met dadan and met the village. They're very nice to you and kept your secret, you met makino and the mayor.

And guess what? The animal that lived with your country also lived in foosha village. You talk to animals, saying that this is their new home.

They're so nice to you, then you work at makino restaurant. Ace began to call you mom. It's your first time hearing that and garp ask you to raise luffy and you did.

Luffy also calls you mom, and you met Shanks and your brother also. Shanks always makes fun of luffy, but you always hit him, like last time shanks try to hug you behind, but it freaks you out and hit him.

And his head is stuck on the ceiling on makino restaurant, but don't worry, your sister will fix it. Shanks asks you to join his crew, but you can't. You're getting yourself in trouble when garp finds out.

Luffy almost stabs his eye.

And Shanks still has a crush on you. You also met his crew and became friends with them. Shanks told you that luffy ate the devil fruit, and you don't mind.

Shanks was so confused about how you're so calm about it. Then Shanks lost his arm for saving luffy and gave him his hat. You took luffy to meet Ace and Ace, well... they didn't get along.

Ace found out about his father. You try to comfort him, telling him that his isn't a demon or trash. You're just glad that he was born.

Dadan isn't happy about having two kids. But you wouldn't mind, luffy and ace bring sabo. So you decided to raise sabo as your son, sabo calls you mom.

You love your sons, but sometimes they get to trouble and do something stupid. You did teach them how to fight, and then your old friend came and asked you to come home.

But you don't want to, so she attacks you. Now you know your parents are alive, but who knows where. You teach sabo, ace, and luffy about your culture and tell them all about it.

Your sons bring food from hunting. Then you cried when you heard sabo death, and you failed to bring him home.

His father took him away from you. Time passed, ace set sail on his own, and you said goodbye to him. And Ace got his own crow so he could send you a letter. You saw he got a bounty.

You train luffy, and he set sail, you say goodbye to him, you try not to cry but you couldn't help out how they grown. So you start reading newspapers of luffy and Ace, then (F/N) arrive.

You don't understand what she wants. She wants to speak to you about something, something that is important. She said that you are the only one who can communicate the kaijus.

And need you to do something, willing that. You have to leave, but you have a plan. You and (F/N) went to egghead arc to meet vegapunk.

You ask vegapunk to make a seraphim a version of you. You needed it too because if something happens to you, the seraphim will do her job.

Once the vegapunk is done, he put some memories of yours into the seraphim. The seraphim has to take care of the animal on foosha village, take care of luffy and ace.

Then you saw the news that ace was captured, and you decided to save him. But you died, saving luffy and Ace from akainu, jinbe took luffy, and marco took Ace. (F/N) found your body and took you where your home was at.

(F/N) ask mothra to turn you into the kaiju, and you turn into a gaint yellow bird. You're so surprised to be alive again. You didn't tell your sister about it.

And you have a lot of secrets.

[iguessit-sgrace]

creepy freaky pandora hcs?

anon how did you know 👀

my pandora is a FREAK

and we love her for it

her full name is pandora artemis rosier <3

she's twins with ev obvi. it was just her and ev for so long in the manor that when they went to hogwarts, it was hard to break their codependency. hence why pandora hung out with the pantheon (skittles) despite their different houses.

she was a hatstall! not a very long one, but the hat took a little while deciding between slytherin and ravenclaw. it stressed evan out to heck and back when she was put in ravenclaw instead of slytherin, which was where their family had been for centuries. of course, ravenclaw was much more acceptable than, say, gryffindor, but it wasn't slytherin.

unfortunately, ravenclaw was not kind to pandora. she was odd, both in her appearance and her mannerisms. she stared at people too long, didn't talk to anyone but slytherins, collected weird charms and hung them around her neck. the only ravenclaw she got along with was xenophilius ollivander (YES HE'S AN OLLIVANDER DEAL WITH IT (except he went by his mother's maiden name instead, which was lovegood)) and xeno was just as eccentric as she was weird. he wore radish earrings and bright yellow clothes and let her practice as many spells on him as she wanted. as she got older she got more eccentric than creepy, started laughing more, and becoming her bubbly, weird self instead of the creepy recluse she was forced to be in the manor. (i love her creepy self but let's be honest, pandora is a extrovert through and through and when she and ev were alone in the abandoned manor, she had no contact with anyone but the occasional house elf or their grandparents. she basically missed her social development and had to catch up in hogwarts, where everyone kept a clear distance from her.)

her patronus is a luna moth <333 but later on it changes to be a dragonfly like xeno's.

okay so appearance-wise, i see pandora two ways. in my head, she's either poc with white-blonde hair and brown eyes; or she's albino with purple eyes. i generally lean towards the first, but i can see her either way.

pandora calls xenophilius "phil" and it's the most hilarious thing ever because she managed to give the guy with the weirdest name in school one of the most generic names.

and yes i mw the seer pandora hc. however she doesn't mess with the widely practiced divination bc she thinks it's dumb. she does her own form of divination basically.

she collects insect wings and puts them on earrings. i said what i said, argue with the wall.

she made her own elf/faerie ears and wears them e v e r y w h e r e. it got to the point that she basically gaslit students into thinking they were natural.

she has a silver dragonfly locket that xeno gave her, which has a photo of them and luna. (it's on her neck when she dies and luna never takes it off after that).

her clothes are old fashioned and FUNKY

she walks so quietly that when she walks into a room nobody heard her and she kind of just appears and their fear fuels her

she collects seashells with xeno and paints them and they hang them in their house

during fifth year, when she finally starts coming out of her shell, she hangs out with barty a lot and starts hexing the other students with him. she just gets so angry and frustrated at her visions and the students and her family and the war and- (yeah, she kinda snaps).

during the night, she sneaks out into the forbidden forest and just dances in her nightgown in the moonlight. she's met more than a few unicorns while she's out there.

her favorite time of the day is 11:11. purely because of the numbers (she loves arithmancy). she tells the pantheon to make a wish every time she sees it.

omg how have i not brought up regulus yet???? tumblr i have failed you i'm so sorry

she and reg are best friends. closer than that, even. (she's his james, ykwim?) they met on the astronomy tower as he was sobbing over a letter sirius sent him. she just sat next to him and comforted him the same way she comforts evan: listing random facts. she started telling him all about the constellations and the science and history and mythology behind them. when she got to leo he told her his name.

they write letters to each other all the time, especially during the summer. one year, regulus finally manages to convince walburga and orion to let him stay at their manor (his parents had no idea it was abandoned: they assumed he was securing a friendship with one of the young rosier heirs.) that summer is the memory both pandora and regulus use to cast their first patroni.

pandora doesn't smoke cigarettes but she does smoke weed. almost every time that she, barty, and xeno are together they're stoned.

xeno was her first and final love, but there was a time that she couldn't keep her eyes off of the beautiful redheaded girl with eyes like emeralds. and there was a time that the beautiful girl would meet her eyes, smile, and look away.

she collects river rocks and old keys and insect wings and music boxes that are out of tune and crystals and flowers and seashells and anything she can get her hands on.

her familiar is a white cat named luna. and yes, luna lovegood is named after the cat luna.

she helps regulus with the horcruxes once he discovers them. they fake their deaths (only xeno knows they're alive) to hunt and destroy them.

her singing voice sounds like aurora and no i will not be taking criticism. apple tree is literally about her and regulus!!

she had a miscarriage shortly after luna was two. she was supposed to have a boy named caelum (who would be barty and evan's godson) but she lost him in the second trimester :(

she and xeno take his mother's maiden name because neither of them like their families.

this isn't technically about pandora but i had to put in that barty calls luna "lunatic"

ahh my girllllll

she's so weird and loveable <3

[ask-the-splitmind-au]

Meet the Gourmand (Splitmind AU)

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Sound of body and mind, with a pleasant rotundness.

So I wanted to make Gourm a lot fatter but Im really bad at drawing that.

So instead you guys will have fluctuating fatness depending on whatever is easier for me to draw ;w; (Apologies in advance, trying my best out here)

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Pre - Wind

Gourmand was always an indulgent slugcat. His journeys led him from one place to another, seeking only the finest pleasures of an action-filled life. He was also quite the storyteller, and a father figure to many (both biologically and figuratively). He fondly remembers traveling to both Moon and Pebbles, talking to them the best he could and enjoying every moment of his life.

Gourmand's travels weren't alone most of the time, accompanied by other slugcats, slugpups, and sometimes entire other species seeking safety (scavengers, yeeks, lantern mice, everything). It came as no surprise when he eventually found his way to several other iterators, including Grey Wind.

Now, being both functional and not immediately insulting Gourmand the way Pebbles did, he liked the iterator, despite how serious they were. He found ways to make them laugh or calm them down if they were getting particularly frustrated. Wind also used Gourmand as a sounding board for frustrations, including being upset with the general state of the world around them. They wished they were a simpler creature, like Gourmand, and could enjoy life instead of wasting it in a box.

Enter the Firstborn.

Post - Wind

When the strange slugcat pitched the idea to Wind and gave them the pearl, they were hesitant to do it. Despite complaining, Wind still didn't want to abandon their duties as an iterator. It would be highly hypocritical of them to do so. They also didn't want to be living in Gourmand's head, forever burdening the gluttonous beast with their presence.

In the end, it was Gourmand insisting Wind do it so they could explore the world too, along with Wind realizing several other iterators were no longer able to communicate, something they took as the others doing the same thing they were about to do.

After the process was done, the first thing Gourmand wanted to do was show Wind so many simple pleasures. The warmth of the sun, leaves crunching underfoot, listening to the sounds around you, things an iterator wouldn't be able to stop and take notice of. Wind enjoyed every moment of it, and always encouraged Gourmand to try new things - Even when they backfired (Wind still liked experiencing the pain of being stabbed, bitten, starving, etc, because they wanted everything life had to offer, not just the good stuff).

As the duo explored, they found a few other slugcats with iterators in their heads as well. Namely, Gourmand found what he thought to be a mossball, only for it to suddenly uncurl and don a black cloak before smiling at him pleasantly, with an odd beady yellow pupil. Despite both Mond and Wind being unnerved by the other slugcat, they still talked to them. That's how Gourmand met Saint, and it was only after the first time Saint had ascended. Sliver was quick to talk, and Wind instantly recognized the voice. Being a sliverist themself, Wind wanted to do nothing more than talk to her about what she did, but Sliver simply said that she was busy ascending. She suggested Wind to do the same.

Gourmand ran into the same slugcat many cycles later, except they had a perpetually tired look and more yellow patterns. When he tried talking to them, Saint shut him down hard and fled the scene. Gourmand's always been concerned, wondering about where their furry green friend went and what happened to change their attitude so drastically.

Interestingly, one of the few things the duo don't get along over revolves around the spear Gourmand carries. Wind was never used to walking at all, with the only movement being the puppet in a zero-gravity environment. Suddenly, they were given the ability to pilot an insanely obese slugcat on top of learning how gravity works, and they weren't able to fully adjust to it. When Wind's in control, they prefer use of the walking stick, something Gourmand doesn't particularly want to carry around all the time since his legs do work fine.

[asleepyyeti]

unnervingly domestic

simon's away, but he's worried about his dog (and, maybe, his flatmate). he sends one of his boyfriends over to check on them.

(these are super out of order--this is set before simon can really admit that he's friends with/attached to the reader)

platonic!kyle 'gaz' garrick/reader

[part 1] [part 2]

Both you and Luna are dozing on the sofa when the doorbell rings. It had taken a few days to get her to stop moping since Simon had left, but the two of you had gone for a long walk that afternoon, and after a lot of treats, she had finally allowed herself to chill out. Which is why you’re so upset when she jumps off of you, running and yapping at the doorbell. You know it’s not Simon, and you hate that she’s going to be disappointed.

You hook a finger in her collar before you open the door, and when you do, you’re glad you did.

“Ah, Kyle, right?”

“That’s me.”

“Sorry, Simon’s not here right now–Luna, please calm down–”

“It’s alright, love, I'll survive.”

You let her go, and she immediately rushes around Kyle’s legs–careful not to jump up on her hind legs, even when he squats down to pet her. “Good girl, Looney Tune, no jumping, that’s a good girl.” 

“Yeah, Simon said he was on a job, so. It’s just us here right now.”

“I know, love, ‘s why I’m here, actually. Came to check up on you.”

“Oh! Oh, that’s really nice of you. Come on in, then–we were just having a doze on the sofa. You want a cuppa?”

“I’ll never turn one down, what’s on offer?”

“Well, Simon has some weird ones, I don’t touch ‘em when he’s not here, but if you wanted one, I’m sure it’d be fine… let’s see…”

“‘m not too into his fancy stuff, if I'm honest. If you’ve got PG Tips, that’s more than good enough.”

“He won’t let me keep it in the house,” you grumble, “I bought some to make iced tea in the summer and he chucked it out!” Kyle laughs at that, fond, like it’s not the first time he’d heard such a story. “Apparently we’re a Yorkshire Tea household. That okay?”

“Of course! Should’ve guessed he’d take control of your cupboards.”

You flick the kettle on, set up your own hot drink, and push the biscuit barrel towards Kyle. “Got some custard creams, if you want one.”

“Thanks.”

The two of you lean on the counter for a while, silent but for the sound of kettle boiling and Luna huffing occasionally from the sofa.

“So. Not that I’m not grateful, but… what exactly does ‘checking up’ on me entail?”

“You know, I’m not too sure myself.” Kyle takes a bite of his biscuit, chewing thoughtfully. “I guess… well, what does Simon usually do?”

You mull over it for a bit, picturing the evenings the two of you have spent together. “I think we just exist around each other. I’ll cook dinner, and he’ll sit at the table reading like, travel magazines, or whatever it is he reads. Or I’ll be knitting on the sofa while he plays FIFA with you guys, which is genuinely a highlight of my life, please never stop playing FIFA together–”

“Oh, we won’t,” Kyle laughs, “he’s so bad though! It’s crazy that he’s never gotten any better.”

“I know! I'll have to stop what I'm doing to watch the telly sometimes, thinking… what in gods name are you doing? And he gets so mad, but he’s so... restrained about it!”

“Him and John are hopeless. Okay, well, I could probably get Johnny to give me a game of FIFA. Might not be quite as entertaining, though.”

“It’d be nice to see how the game is supposed to be played.”

Kyle laughs at that. “What else does Si get up to?”

You shrug. “Talks to you guys. Eats dinner—did you wanna stay for dinner? Luna’s already had a w-a-l-k, but I try and get her on another after I eat. He normally takes her out when he’s here, only like 15 minutes, just so she’s a little sleepy at night.”

“I’ll never say no to a home-cooked meal or some extra time with my favourite little lady,” Kyle assures you. “But first—let’s show you how the game is meant to be played.”

[bitchinbarzal]

for lunas month of love for fras

31. "Your lips are really warm." and 86. "Don't think I haven't noticed how you look at me."

He didn’t know anyone outside the team when he got to Saskatchewan so when you initiated conversation his first week he was happy to have a friend.

The friendship now included you sitting freezing your ass off in the rink while he practiced over and over at five in the morning before playoffs.

He watched you shiver, your lips a shade of blue as you watched the puck bounce around his stick

“Cold?” He questions, leaning over the bench.

You nod “A little”

“You don’t have to stay-“

“I’m staying” you mumble, stepping forward to be almost face to face with him “Now go do your thing I’ll be here waiting for you”

He smiled, leaning forward and pecking your lips before he skated off.

You stood in shock and It wasn’t until Fraser was half way to centre ice he realised what he’d done. He circled back to you, standing front of you nervously now.

“I just-“

“Your lips are really warm” you mumbled “Do it again? Mine are cold”

“W-what?” He suttered in disbelief.

“C’mon fras, don’t think I haven’t noticed how you look at me this was hardly a shock”

He took your non confrontational reply kindly, skating forward to kiss you again before he said “Breakfasts on me so we can talk”

“Breakfast was always on you im freezing here!”

[lupuslikethewolf]

marauders!au where the war never happened and they all got to go on and live happy lives :) its set years later, when Harry, Ron, Neville, Luna and Hermione are going into their first year.

I haven’t come up with an actual plot yet :/ but this is the setting, and they are all around their early-to-mid-thirties at this point. it's likely just domestic fluff and slice-of-life type shit, with Harry still getting into impossible amounts of fuckery whilst stressing at least 10 different adults (as he should tbh)

i can't decide whether this is set in the 90s or in the modern!era so i left it ambiguous

Barty Crouch Jr, now Professor Barty (just Barty, Crouch is my father), teaches DADA and his fiancé, Evan Rosier, is a Magizoologist who travels during the school year, comes back home for the holidays and weekends to spend with Barty, either on Hogwarts grounds or at their own home. Barty has a close friendship with McGonagall, who is Headmistress, and Poppy (who are married, but no one figured it out).

Dorcas and Marlene play International-Level Quidditch: Dorcas for England, and Marlene for Wales or Ireland (undecided). Everyone thinks they hate each other from the way they treat each other during games. They played for the Holyhead Harpies until they got recruited, and their wedding was basically the biggest, most dramatic and over-the-top graduation party Hogwarts had ever seen, hosted in the Potter Manor. everyone was hungover for days afterwards

Lily and Snape are best-friends-turned-rivals, who achieved a Mastery in Potions at the same time, and are both the youngest people to ever do so. Sev specialises in theoretical potions, and Lily specialises in experimental work, altering old potions and creating new ones. She commandeered the entire basement for her own potions lab, and Remus helps her research in his spare time.

Pandora started publishing with Xenophillius (the definition of gender-fuckery; no-one knows how they identify, not even Xeno), and they publish the most outlandish work they can, alongside Pandora’s books!! They also run Xeno's Quibbler and a couple other independent newspapers. They live out in the countryside w/ Luna. Barty & Evan are their only walking-distance neighbours, but they floo to their friends houses semi-regularly

MaryLily and StarChaser are co-parenting Harry, and being godparents/family friends of Draco, Blaise Zabini, Ron, Neville and Luna. When Harry is at pre-school, he makes friends with Hermione, and the four of them introduce Dr and Dr Granger to the magical world over the years, instead of the two month crash-course Hogwarts gives

Mary is an artist, and since she was raised half-blood, absolutely adores the technique and process of muggle painting, later enchanting it to move and learn and talk. She doesn't own anything that isn't stained with paint, bleach or hair dye. She is famous for her work, in Magical and Muggle circles, but is almost completely anonymous, and they only know what she looks like because of a group portrait she painted

Regulus is an independent researcher of old Pagan traditions and 'Muggle' magic, how different solstices and days (like All Hallows Eve) affect the Magical community, etc. He visits Barty at Hogwarts with Harry every few weeks, and later with Hermione as well, so they grew up learning about the secrets at Hogwarts, in the library, and with the teachers. Also friendly house rivalry, and the adults completely split on which houses they will go into at Hogwarts. Evan started a betting pool.

James and Sirius are the wizarding private investigators. They work everywhere, for everyone (no matter what. they don't need to charge more than what people can afford), and love it. James absolutely adores the 'Sherlock Holmes' vibes, but they are both Sherlock Holmes b/c they are simply too baddass not to be!

Remus opened a bookstore-cafe, and him and Sirius live in the flat above it. It’s really popular and became the place for students and young queer people. The bookstore stocks everything from really popular and really unknown books and authors of every genre. The regulars also notice all these really famous but really mysterious friends of Remus who come-and-go (artist!mary, author!pandora, athletes!dorlene, etc). And then, of course, is the “private” investigator boyfriend, who couldn’t be less subtle at anything if he tried.

Alice is still an Auror, and the Best of the Best, but she is so fucking fed up of the politics, DMLE, and Ministry in general. She is starting a revolution/reformation from the inside- and if that doesn’t work, quit her job and do the same thing from the outside! Frank ended up in law and becoming a Lawyer, and is glad he did, because it might be the only thing that will keep his partner out of jail if she decides to commit treason. They love Neville to bits, and would do anything for him!! They built a whole-ass greenhouse when he discovered his talent.

Peter Pettigrew works part-time with Remus at his place, but is currently training with Gringotts/other cursebreakers to become a professional cursebreaker! it is taking a long ass time with a lot of testing and work to put in, but Peter finds it interesting and it meant that he always has more stories to tell the kids when he sees them, which is a bonus because children are hard to entertain.

[gaianyx]

The Slytherin Party

By Jane F. Nyx

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Summary: At the monthly Slytherin Party there is only one rule. No Gryffindors aloud, except for a pair of twins. What happens when one of those twins happens to be your good friend and latest 'one-night stand'?

W/C: 1.1k

A/N: Based on the 'Hogwarts Party' tiktoks. Feedbacks and tips will be well received :)) Proof read. No use of (y/n).

Happy reading everyone!

The first thing to be heard was the sound of a muffled song blasting through speakers when I got closer to the 'door', the girl's unused bathroom.

Two Slytherin boys were watching the door, so I walked up to them, my trusty bag with all the goodies inside kept closer to me.

"I brought the puff Blaize ordered," I said, showing the boys my bag. 

They opened the door for me to enter.

The loud sound of music becomes much clearer. People dancing, drinking and singing around. Almost every student from every house was there. The monthly Slytherin Party became a tradition.

No Gryffindors aloud. Hufflepuffs, the bakers and herbologists. The Ravenclaws, the potions and spells makers, were always welcome. And of course, no Slytherin could go through a party without their emotional support Hufflepuff buddy next to them.

I walked through the cloud of people trying to find the right ones. That's when I saw them, standing next to what looked like a potion Fontaine.

Blaize Zabini, who had Luna Lovegood leaning on his shoulder. And Mattheo Riddle, with Dove Jackson, aka my best friend, by his side.

I quickened my pace to talk to them.

-"Hey, love! How is it going?" Dove asked when I approached her group.

-"I'm doing good," I responded, "Brought the stuff, made this morning," I showed them all the bag and gave a smaller one that was inside to Zabini who gladly accepted it.

-"Did I ever tell you you're the best?" Zabini asked, passing the bag to Luna to give it to her fellow potion makers.

-"No need to, I already knew that," I laughed at the last part. Dove and Luna then took both of my arms for us to leave the boys and do some business.

We were dressed for the night, Dove wearing a dark green tight dress to match her house. Luna a white cocktail dress with glitter that fit her style perfectly. And me, my favourite, blood red dress.

We had just started to hand out the potions when they walked in...

The Weasley twins.

I quickly turned to Luna and Dove, grabbing them by their arms.

"You told me he wasn't invited," my voice sounded much more like a grunt, after the new discovery.

-"Well, we didn't invite them," Luna said with her calm tone, "Maybe Mattheo did. He was talking to Blaize the other day about some candy he had ordered for the party,".

Of course they did.

There was only one exception to the 'No Gryffindors Rule'. And that exception happened to be George and Fred Weasley.

And Fred Weasley happened to be my one party date/flow/thing/I don't know what happened that night.

Since then things became weird between us. I was drunk that night, he was drunk that night and we both had smoked a bit. So I don't know how much of it was real.

Yes, there was tension before that. But nothing more than Fred being a flirt. He was just a flirtatious person.

We were both dealers so it was made to happen that we would meet at any party soon. But I didn't know it would take only a week time.

"Looking good, sweetheart!" was the first thing I heard leaving that pretty mouth of his.

I felt two gentle ticks on my shoulder, so I turned around.

The one only Fred Weasley.

He was a little taller than me so I needed to look a bit up to see his face.

And God, did he look good tonight.

Black button-up shirt and dark blue jeans, the first two buttons of his shirt open leaving room for imagination.

Luna and Dove had disappeared, leaving me and Fred alone...

-"Hello, Weasley!" I gathered the courage to talk. "What are you doing here?" I already knew the answer, but everything was better than silence. Even tho we were at a party full of people.

-"Same as you," he said "Just business," Fred pointed at George who had handed a little bag to Mattheo and Blaize.

-"I see..." I didn't know what to say, did he even remember everything that happened last party?

-"I was actually hoping you would be here tonight," he said taking one step closer. I could smell the familiar scent of cinnamon and wood.

The same smell that felt so intoxicating the last time. The same smell that made me wanting for more and wished the night didn't end the way it did.

Both of us were just too scared, scared to take the next step and admit that what we had wasn't only rivalry between dealers, that it wasn't only the friendship we had built, that it wasn't only the flirting and shared glancings.

That it wasn't only me and him, but maybe a us.

He took another step closer, he was looking down into my eyes and I was looking into his.

-"You also look good tonight," a small laugh escaped Fred's lips and a smile appeared in mine.

A slower song started to play. It might have been destiny, but in any way, it happened.

-"Would you like to dance?" Fred asked, "Promise I won't run away this time," he smiled at the last part remembering the chaotic night you guys had had.

-"Yes," and there I was. Once again at the arms of Fred Weasley swaying to a slow song, my hands on his shoulder and his hands on my waist.

-"You know," Fred was talking in a much lower tone now, almost a whisper, "I don't regret the last party, nor do I regret kissing you, the only thing I regret was leaving you afterwards,".

-"Freddie..." I felt my cheeks heating up, "We were drunk," there I was once again blaming everything on the alcohol and the weed. Completely ignoring my feelings and second-guessing the whole thing.

-"I only drank that much to take the courage and finally hit up on you and admit that what I feel for you is much more than friends should feel for each other," his eyes seemed to spark, and I couldn't stop looking at them.

We were in a trance, completely forgetting the world around us.

"And I hope, that you feel the same about this redhead right here," there was hope in his eyes, but there was also fear.

-"What I feel for you is much more than friends should feel," I said, my heart racing, "And I don't regret anything. Not at all, the only thing I regret is that it ended,".

And he kissed me.

But not for the last time.

A/N: If you enjoyed this post please don't forget to like and reblog <3333 Thank you for reading!

Requests: open

See you in the next chapter!

xoxo Jane

[arc-misadventures]

In the Rebirth AU; how often do strangers, friends and family comment about Jeanne being a Brocon for Jaune as the two grow up? Are there any bets about whether or not Jeanne will "keep it in the family"? And how does Jaune respond to such accusations?

We Need To Talk

Jaune: Mom, explain yourself!

Juniper: Hmm? What are you talking about, Jaune?

Jaune: You said I could start a literal family with, Jeanne, my sister; The hell is that all about?!

Juniper: Oh, so, Jeanne told you that you two could have kids together.

Jaune: Yeah, what the fuck are you guys talking about?!

Juniper: Hey! Watch your language young man!

Jaune: Teach me proper sex-ed then!

Juniper: What? I taught you proper sex-ed, what are you talking about?

Jaune: You taught me how to properly impregnate someone, not how to have safe sex!

Juniper: What are you talking about, I properly taught you everything from that safe sex book that I have.

Jaune: Which one; This one that tells you how to have safe sex, this one that talks about effective ways to get pregnant, or this one which is just a bunch of sex positions?

Juniper: Where did you find those?!

Jaune: On your bedside table while I was looking for you.

Juniper: Shit, I should have listen to your father, and hidden those!

Jaune: So, care to explain why you gave me an improper lesson, or why you’re encouraging my sister, and her brocon behaviour?!

Juniper: What is there to explain? Another one of your sisters has the hots for you, big deal. You can safely have kids if you want to. I’m not saying you have to, just that you can.

Jaune: But she’s my sister! Why are you encouraging… Wait, another one of my sisters like me like that?!

Juniper: At least two of them.

Jaune: That includes, Jeanne, right?

Juniper: …

Jaune: Right…?!

Juniper: So, because of humans, and faunas’s death rates at the hands of the, Grimm it is legal for siblings to get together, so long as their auras are unlocked that is.

Jaune: …

Juniper: So… Which of sisters do you think has the hots for you? You can’t do anything until your at least sixteen of course, but my money is on you, and Jeanne getting together before your other sister’s.

Jaune: Is that a figure of speech, or are you actually betting on me…?

Juniper: What?! I would never bet on my own children! What kind of mother do you think I am?

Jaune: A baby crazed nut case who encourages her own daughters to sleep with their brother to ensure that she has grandkids…

Juniper: …

Juniper: But, I wouldn’t bet on you…

Jaune: …

Jaune: Luna!

Luna: What are you screaming about?! I’m right here!

Jaune: Which of my sisters are you degenerates betting on that I would sleep with?!

Luna: W-What?! Okay, how do you even know your sisters have the hots for you?

Jaune: Mom, and Jeanne told me so themselves.

Luna: Cat’s out of the bag there… But, what makes you think I’m in charge of the betting pool? Or, even if there is one.

Jaune: You’re the greedy goblin of the family, and any such betting would take place with you because of it. So, what are the bets?

Luna: Well… I’m not going to tell you. So there, ha!

Jaune: Tell me before I burn your signed edition of, Samurai of Lust.

Luna: (GASP!) You dare to threaten me?!

Jaune: Care to make it a fact?

Luna: GRRRRRR…! The betting is split between, Jeanne, Carol, and Thiri! With, Jeanne the favoured to win! There, happy?!

Jaune: And, among our family, who’s not betting on… any of this?

Luna: …

Luna: Everyone, but you…

Jaune: You’re all betting that I’ll sleep with my siblings?!

Luna: Yeah.

Juniper: My money’s still on, Jeanne.

Luna: I bet on, Carol.

Saphire: I bet on, Luna.

Thiriana: Jany myself.

Carol: I’ve got thirty on, Saphire. .

Janette: Thiria here.

Angela: Mine’s mostly on, Jeanne.

Jeanne: My money’s on, Saphron.

Saphron: Jeanne I’m a lesbian! I’m not going to sleep with a guy, I’m not into that crap!

Acheius: If you’re anything like your mother that’s not likely going to happen.

Saphron: Beg pardon?!

Acheius: Hey, your mom said she was straight as could be, but then I woke up between two girls, and we were all butt naked. Just wait, you’re gonna slip like your mother did, and love it.

Saphron: M-Mom! Is this true?!

Juniper: Oh those Atlasians~! They’re so cold outside, but oh, oh so warm inside~!

Saphron: What the fuck…?!

Acheius: So, don’t worry, Jaune! It may happen, but so long as you don’t want it to, it will never happen.

Jaune: Thanks. But, who did you bet on?

Acheius: What?! You think I would bet on you sleeping with one of your siblings?! That’s ludicrous!

Jaune: …

Acheius: I bet that your mom would pop your cherry…

Jaune: Oh gods…

Juniper: I’m in the betting pool~?

Saphron: Seriously?!

Carol: I’ll put ten on that.

Janette: Put me down for twenty.

Thiriana: Wait, so is the betting pool about who sleeps with, Jaune, or pops his cherry?

Luna: I think we better restructure the betting pool.

Juniper: Agreed.

Jeanne: So, Jaune how does it feel to be… Jaune? Jaune where are you going?

Jaune: To pack my bags, and take the next available bullhead to, Vale!

Acheius: Vale? Why do you want to go to, Vale?

Jaune: Because, Uncle Roman offered to give me some training, and I need a good reason to get away from you degenerates!

Juniper: Roman?! Oh hell no! I’m not letting him anywhere near you! You come back here right now young man!

Jaune: You’ll never take me alive!

Arc Sisters: …

Acheius: Ya see kids, that’s why the smart money is on your mom. She will actually do something to get what she wants, unlike the rest of you cowards…

Arc Sisters: …

Jeanne: Orgy?

Carol: Orgy.

Thiriana: Orgy.

Jeanne: Orgy it is then~!

Acheius: …

Acheius: Uh oh…