#max is also almost adopted at this point

[danielriccixrdo]

“Is that my hoodie?”

Max Verstappen x female!driver

You finally finished unpacking. You brought a lot of things with you to Monaco.

“Did you finish?” you hear that voice coming from the door frame. It’s a voice you’ve known your whole life. It’s Max Verstappen, your best friend. You two have been best friends since you were in diapers. The 3-year difference never mattered for you since you always did everything together. He was your biggest fan, and you were his. You supported each other every step of the way. Since karting to now F1. You were with him when he won both his championships and it was only logical that you would move in with him in Monaco for your debut in F1. Specially because you were his new teammate.

“Yup. Just finished” you respond and lay in your bed.

“Shall we eat something?” he asks cheerfully, laying next to you and hugging you tightly.

“Sure, but you’re squeezing me” you complain. He shrugs without letting go.

“So, burgers and milkshakes from that place you like?” he asks. You just nod and surrender to his embrace.

Max was always sweet and thoughtful with you. He always remembered your favourite food, your favourite candy, favourite places… everything. And you loved that about him. You also treated him specially. You weren’t a particularly physical person. You didn’t like hugs very much, but with Max it was different. If he wanted a hug or a cuddle you were in to comfort your lion. Yup, you gave him the nickname when you were kids.

——————

Some weeks have passed since you moved in. You had adopted a golden retriever puppy called Simba, who travelled with you because he was your baby, and you couldn’t leave him.

Your first F1 race weekend was over. You had survived and scored some very good points, while proving that you didn’t get that seat just because you were Max’s best friend, as some people were saying.

Unlike Simba, who was very energetic after sleeping almost through the entire flight, you and Max were exhausted. So, you went for a shower while Max ordered something for dinner.

When you come downstairs you find Max sleeping on the couch, hugging Simba. Simba notices you and leaves Max, who complains about the furry baby’s absence, on the couch, and runs towards you. You pick him up when you hear the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get that” says Max with his hot sleepy voice (which you secretly loved) and gets up to go open the door.

You settle everything and sit for dinner. Halfway through you catch him staring, almost drooling over you, all lost in his thoughts.

“A penny for your thoughts” you say, chuckling. He looks at you very confused because he wasn’t paying attention.

“what’s wrong?” you finally ask.

“Nothing” he says, not really wanting to share his thoughts. “Is that my hoodie?” He changes the subject, looking at you with adoration.

“Maybe” you chuckle innocently expecting to make him smile and to avoid being told off for stealing his clothing. It works.

“It looks better on you” he smiles in a special way. In a way you have never seen before. It is nice, though. He has a cute sparkle in his eyes.

After dinner you guys go cuddle on the couch. Of course, Simba cuddles with you because he’s a baby. You catch Max staring once again.

“Enough! Tell me what’s wrong” you confront him using a more serious tone this time.

“You’re gorgeous” he says without taking his eyes off if you.

“Thanks?” you look at him a bit confused.

“I love you” he says, still staring, slowly leaning forward.

“I love you too, but what is this about?” you ask. He just leans forward and kisses you softly. You are a bit shocked at first. Your best friend is kissing you. It is something you have always wanted, and it is finally happening. So, you let yourself go and put you arms around his neck.

“I love you” he repeats without pulling away from you. “Would you like to be my girlfriend?” he asks softly. You look at him in awe. You had been waiting your whole life for him to say these words and now he was finally saying them.

“Yes Maxi, I do want to be your girlfriend. I love you” you finally answer to his question, and he kisses you again, pulling you even closer.

“Now you can steal all the hoodies you want” he smiles.

“I already do that” you laugh and melt into his embrace.

[pinkeoni]

Dustin’s Absent Father and the Effects on His Character

Here’s something I don’t think I’ve made before, it’s a Dustin analysis!

In season 2 we are introduced to Dustin’s mom, as well as the lack of Dustin’s father. It’s not hammered over the head or anything, but it’s there. We aren’t explicitly told what happened to him, and we don’t necessarily need to be told. There are plenty of kids who live in single parent households, and we don’t need to hear the details of this story to understand it. However, the show may be telling us in subtle ways how this effects Dustin, and also what exactly happened to him.

The absense of Dustin’s father seems to make him reach out to others as a replacement father, as well as want to become a good caregiver himself. He does both of these things in season 2, where he simultaneously becomes a adoptive father of D’Art as well as seeks out Steve Harrington as a surrogate father figure (whether he was conscious of this or not)

I think that Dustin’s dedication to D’Art may give some insight as to what happened to his father, or at least, how his father’s absence has affected him. When everyone is arguing about what to do with D’Art, Dustin blurts out this telling line:

I believe that this line may be a projection of Dustin’s personal experience when it came to his father. He promised that he would take care of Dustin, but ended up leaving and/or possibly even dying. Either way, he still left in some capacity and was unable to fulfill that promise.

Dustin says to Mike that he moved to Hawkins in the fourth grade, so I’m willing to bet that his father left and him and his mom moved because of this. This happens to families all the time where they have to relocate because a major source of income has left. We see this happen with Max and her mom in season 4 when they downsize after her step-father leaves. The Henderson’s do seem financially stable though, not as well off as the Wheelers or Sinclairs, but more money than the Byers or the Mayfeilds. I’m willing to bet that Claudia works too, based on her wardrobe. She often dresses in collared shirts and either pants or a skirt with tights underneath, outfits befitting of office-like job.

When Dustin interacts with Claudia, it feels a little different than how other characters like Mike or Will interact with their moms. He’s not as mama’s boy as Will is nor does he argue with her as much as Mike does with Karen. Their interactions are friend-like, almost as if Dustin views her as another one of his friends and less his mom. I think about the scene in the beginning of s2 where Dustin is searching for coins, and he makes weird noises to mock his mom. I’m about to make a wierd comparison, but their dynamic reminds me a little bit of Eric Cartman and his mom from South Park.

Now OBVIOUSLY Dustin is not mean towards or controlling of his mother like Cartman is, but both are single-mom and only child households, and Cartman also sometimes talks to his mom in a similar way that he would talk to his friends, while his mom is extremely loving and doting on him like Claudia is to Dustin. (Loose connection I know, but I’m trying to make a point 😭)

It’s almost like because of the lack of a strong male presence in the house, Dustin almost sees himself as equal with his mom. There isn’t another man that he sees as seperate from himself that establishes a power dynamic, if anything he sees himself the man of the house.

Dustin does however seek out that older male father figure, in both Steve and Eddie. Dustin goes to Steve as a bit of a last reaort, but I think he may have also subconsciously been seeking out and older male to protect him, similar to the role of a father. Off the bat, Steve's relationship with Dustin does begin pretty fatherly. Steve is giving Dustin dating advice, similar to how a parent might talk to their kid about dating. He then gives Dustin a ride to the Snow Ball, who has done his hair the way that Steve told him. We even see this right after we see Max’s mom helping her with her hair.

In season 3, their relationship shifts. Similar to how Dustin interacts with his mom, he now sees Steve as more of his friend rather than his father. He is on equal level with him. Their first interaction of the season is the two of them playing lightsaber with each other— their relationship has definitely shifted from father-son to big brother-little brother.

Dustin even gives dating advice to Steve now, except for the other way around. Dustin's status as a man with the girlfriend gives him a sense of superiority against the man who is effectively bitchless. However, I do think that Dustin is still seeking out that fatherly connection. Dustin goes to Steve after he has already been abandoned by the rest of his friends, something that was echoed with his real dad.

Once season 4 roles around, Dustin starts spending much more time with Eddie than he does with Steve, which is told to us through the dialogue. I think part of the reason why Dustin prefers Eddie over Steve is because Eddie is fulfilling the surrogate dad role better than Steve at this point. How is Eddie more fatherly than Steve? It's not that Eddie is more mature than Steve, but rather Eddie asserts a type of power in his relationship with both Dustin and Mike. He tells them that they are both his sheep and he is essentially their shepherd, or what could be interpreted in Dustin's mind as "You are my son, and I am your father." Eddie even dictates how they dress, what with the Hellfire shirts and whatnot. Eddie even uses the example of "Clothes that your mommy bought you at the goddamn Gap," creating another parent parallel. It’s similar to how Steve was instructing Dustin how to wear his hair.

I don't necessarily think that Mike sees Eddie as a dad but more as a role model that he wants to be like, which is shown through his hair and style shift that attempts to replicate Eddie. Dustin, however, DOES see him as a dad.

So then, if Dustin sees Eddie as replacement for his dad that left him, then that makes this scene all the more sad.

Which begs the question, did Dustin's real father die? There's no conclusive evidence (as far as I can tell) to suggest that he did, but there's also nothing to say that he didn't. If he did, it would definitely make Dustin experiencing the death of a father figure all the more tragic than it already was.

So what does this mean for Dustin's character going forward? I think that we might see a repeat of what happened in season 2, where Dustin steps into a caregiver like role. Not that he's going to get a new baby to replace D'Art, but rather he might assert himself as a protective figure, as to not lose anyone else to the Upside Down. Out of everyone, especially with his science knowledge and interest in research, that he would become the survivalist and the one most prepared to try and keep everyone safe, similar to a parent. No more failing anyone like D’Art, or losing anyone like his dad or Eddie.

[findafight]

Why do you (personally) think so many Steve fans loathe the idea of him becoming a dad? becoming a parent is the only dream we know he has, but it's thrown in the trash in most fics. I keep reading about steve being childless by choice, because the party is enough for him, which I really don't get, they're only 4 years younger than him, their relationship is brotherly, not parental, and they have their own parents who raised them. I love found family, but it's not the same as raising children

Oooh. Anon you are so bold giving this to me, a person who has an elaborate studio era lavender marriage au where Steve and Robin just. Get adopted by children who break into their house AND one where Steve becomes brotherdad to his half sister. A person who clearly also doesn't know why people have future!Steve childless. Man attracts kids like the pied piper.

But let me try. I have some ideas.

First off there's less space between Steve and Dustin than me and my little sister, but more than me and my big brother, so I can for sure say, you definitely become more friends less caretakery with your siblings once you/they are not fourteen. Still protective though. Maybe many people writing those don't have close sibling relationships with moderate age gaps? Like, there's a point where you feel comfortable letting your little sibling do mostly whatever, because they're big, but you're not gonna let them get hurt if you can stop it. There's also never a point where you stop looking at your older sibling to help you. That doesn't mean my big brother is like my dad?? It's very different, and that's important!! The Party for sure has a sibling-like relationship with Steve, especially Dustin, and Max, and I'd say Lucas (he has a little sister, but no older sibling, and Steve and Erica are scoops troop bonded so. Bonus brother for Lucas!)(will and Mike have their own older siblings. El and Steve interaction WHEN!!!!) and they all have actual parents. So yeah. Steve has a gaggle of little siblings he'd fucking die for, and his kids are going to have so many uncles/aunts/non-binary sibling of parent (there is no good word for that)

So. I think it's possible that because a lot of people headcanon Steve as queer, that immediately makes "having kids" a bit more complicated given the state of things for queer folk in the 80's. That's fair.

With that, possibly people sort of...transfer Steve wanting kids and a big family to working with kids. Which isn't that big of a leap for Steve! He obviously does well with the Party and Erica, and he canonically worked as a lifeguard, which almost definitely means he taught swimming too! (Small pool def wanted duel certs. Trust me). He likes kids, works well with them, and wants them. These are three things that are separate, but blend well with each other.

However I don't really agree. Obviously being parents was harder for gay/queer people in the eighties, especially men. But it wasn't unheard-of! I think saying that because he's queer and in a relationship with a man in the eighties that he'd have to give up on his dream of being a dad is rude. There would be obstacles but, really, I think Steve would see it as totally worth it.

Another reason I think people don't want to give future Steve kids is. Listen it's been a while since I saw it but. His little speech was pretty embarrassing. Mostly because it was to Nancy. And that he followed up on the way to vecna and said he thought it would be her there too... Literally any other character would have made it not awkward, but because he and Nancy haven't talked about anything other than the upside down since season 2, it was awkward and bad. If it was ANYONE ELSE it would have been so cute (it still kinda is just. Ignore that they tried to give stancy development without actually giving them development) like if Robin was there? If Dustin or Max? Erica? Lucas? Were sitting in that seat, it'd be Steve sharing a dream of a big family he had, trying to lighten the mood, of opening up to people he cared about. They'd tease him, but the implication of him wanting them there as well would be clear and very cute. Adorable.

Because those are characters that don't have the same baggage in their relationship with Steve, but the six nuggets speech was made to Nancy so immediately it's already a bit off for people who want the characters to actually, y'know, talk about the past and move forward from it. Nancy and Steve's relationship is so messy and interesting and if they wanted me to get into actually rooting for it then maybe they should have an actual conversation about it!! And have Nancy break up with Jon before!! Not just half dreams of the future while her bf isn't there!

People also try to use it as saying Steve assumed Nancy would? Just be a Sahm? Or something? When that was never the implication? Maybe Nancy would have interpreted it that way, but I didn't. Steve wanted a big family who spent lots of quality time together having adventures. Six kids is a lot, but I betcha if Steve thought that much about having that many kids and road tripping to the ocean, he was probably imagining being the primary caretaker of those lil nuggs. He was daydreaming about first day of kindergarten and tearing up for real I know it.

Also I think people are cowards if they don't think Robin and Steve would get convenience married and adopt a couple kids even tho Robin is slightly terrified of toddlers (they are fast and they BITE) and Steve would be Robin's trophy husband who's a stay at home dad that wages physiological suburban warfare by being a Wife Guy and the envy of all early nineties housewives.

[kaypeace21]

Mike's "superman' reference may be pro byler (mini analysis)

The more I think about it the weirder I find it , that Mike compared El to super-MAN. For a few reasons ...

1.Because mike is a comic book nerd who should be able to select a hero/heroine who is more similar to el, than superman. in s1 he was into fantastic 4, and the xmen. Will in s1, wanted a xmen comic about Jean gray ( a telekenetic woman). Mike could have compared El to her , or various other characters, like "wonder woman" (who max compared El to) or literally "supergirl" (which is what argyle called El). He's a comic book nerd who chose superman (instead of a more similar hero). Despite the fact el and superman are very different from one another. But oddly enough, superman and Will actually parallel more...

2. superman & el have opposite backstories/childhoods - which greatly shaped them as characters . Which is why superman is an awful comparison, especially in a season that explores el's childhood.

Superman had great power but : he had a relatively normal childhood. He, from birth, was placed in the care of human parents. He was raised human,despite his powers.

El has great power but : beacuse of it, was raised in a government lab with no parents, and dehumanized and raised to be a weapon - it's the opposite of superman's childhood.

Superman became a hero , because he was raised to be human. El became a hero inspite of others trying to strip away her humanity. They're literal opposites.

3. The st comic" zombie boy " : has someone mention "superman" to Will. Both "superman" scenes happen because of Will showing his art.

And if Will ends up having powers- the superman parallel would make a bit more sense for him . Because Will & Clarke kent (superman) both had similar childhoods.

- Clarke's adopted dad is named Jonathan. And will's brother / psuedo father figure is jonathan.

-being poor small town boys. Who were bullied

- superman has the "fortress of solitude" . WIll had 'castle byers".

-And the (comic) plotpoint of Clarke's first day of kindergarten sounds very similar to byler first meeting in kindergarten: "Clark's first day at school isn't as difficult as he expects and he ends up making many friends at school, until he notices a girl, Samantha, sitting alone in the playground; ostracized for being different. Clark decided that he wants to befriend the girl, but feared that if he did, he'd lose all the friends he'd made up to that point. Consulting with his parents, they advise him to befriend the girl regardless of his classmates' opinions"

Mike doesn't even realize he channeled Clark kent when first meeting and befriending Will. It's almost the opposite of how Mike feels about first meeting El . Mike's insecure and says El is superman, and he's inferior to Louis lane (superman's human love interest). Then he says about m*leven "it wasn't fate" and he just got "lucky superman landed on his door step". The first byler meeting parallels a scene that shows Clarke's humanity as a normal person- clark kent. M*leven's first meeting parallels " superman landing on Louis' door step": which shows mike still hero worships el , a struggle that Louis had in some versions. The movie scene mike mentions is where she was obsessed/loved the idea of superman the hero (who landed at her door), but was oblivious to clarke the human being , right beside her. I feel like mike does struggle to see El (the person) and not El (the superhero). He called her a superhero 3x in s4...

-Also "batman v superman " was comfirmed inspo for s4. It's the sequel to " man of steal". In man of steel: clarke (like Will) has a supernatural episode at school-and starts seeing things others can't. And their moms have to rush over to the school to snap them out of their episodes . The staging is similar and both boys love plaid and bowl cuts lol.

(in man of steel) we also see a photograph: both boys win the science fair with a volcano project... the photographs are so similar ...

Clarke kent is also like Will in obvious ways: he usually blends in the crowd, is considered nerdy in some versions, no one assumes he has powers, and often people underestimate or belittle him. He was even bullied as a kid/teen (again depending on the version,in 'man of steel' he was bullied alot) . And not exaggerating clarke (like Will) sems to really love plaid in almost every version Haha

[juicefield]

Meyp Skxawng Neteyam X Avatar!Reader: Part 1

A/N: I included the epilogue in this post so I could just delete the last post. Neteyam is 20 in this and there will be no NSFW content in this fic. It is not set in the far future as I reference bits of culture from the 2000s (mostly because this fic is essentially about culture, Na'vi and human and how they clash with each other and unfortunately I don't know about human culture in 2170 so I just used stuff from our time). Also this is set in high camp. I love the Metkayina, but I've always loved the forests of Pandora since I was young.

Although the writing in this fanfiction is my own, I do not claim any ownership of Avatar, Avatar: The Way of Water, or any of the subsequent medias. All rights go to James Cameron and the producers.

You can find the other parts here:

Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

Synopsis: Today is your twentieth birthday on Pandora. You look back on your life in reflection as you think about the future and your place on her.

Neteyam X Fem!Avatar!Reader 6.6k 1st person POV

The Na'vi say that every person is born twice. The second time is when you earn your place among The People... forever.

A tired yet youthful Jake Sully, now known as Jake Tsyeyk te Suli  or the mighty Toruk Makto, droned on from the blue tinted computer screen staring back at me. Once again, I found myself watching the videos he left behind. I know I shouldn't torture myself, that this fantasy I've had since I was a child was nothing but that... just a fantasy. I could never get the second chance he got all those years ago. I’ve spent years living vicariously through him and his video logs; imagining that I had become one with The People like him. I knew it was childish, but that certainly didn't stop me from dreaming about it. 

The more I watched his videos, and Grace's videos, the more I longed to see this world that I find myself stuck in. That mystical magical world that was closed off from me, just outside, so close yet so far. However, I couldn't be like Spider, my strange adopted "semi-sibling" and run around like a chicken with its head cut off (this was a line straight from Norm, as I have never even eaten chicken let alone seen one), awkward and slow next to the lithe natives. I fiddled with a small puzzle Norm had brought from the old world as I listened to Jake's voice. It was a rare treat and one of the things I had as a child that was almost like a toy. Of course at this point I knew how to solve it faster than I could blink practically. As I sit there and continuously slide the locking mechanism in and out I become briefly distracted from the monitor as I feel the ridges of the plastic puzzle. It felt weird to have the thought that Spider was my brother. He certainly never acted like he cared about me much, always opting to hang with the Sullys. However, I know that he feels a certain camaraderie with me due to our similar afflictions. The affliction in question being our shared blood, vrrtep reypay, or "demom blood" flows through both of us. Unlike Spider, however, there was something that afflicted me and me alone in this new world.

The sickness. Norm and Max weren’t sure what it was, but they knew for certain it was some sort of genetic thing. Some thing that my parents had carried in both of them. "Thing". It was easier to call it a thing, easier for me to compartmentalize that way. Easier to tuck away the pain and suffering in a neat corner of my mind. It affected me in different ways. From my joints to my stomach to my legs, my body was simply weak. Back when I was willing to try reaching out to the other children, Na'vi children, I would always get made fun of for being a weak human, so once my legs started to give out on me at the age of 8 I officially swore off having "friends".

"Meyp skxawng."  A little girl muttered under her breath after my legs gave out while splashing in a pool in the cave system. Her name was Txeyu. She was one of the Na'vi that lived the closest to the labs in the back of the cave system, also about one of three friends that I had besides Norm and Max. She was one of the only Na'vi children that would hang around me, but as my legs worsened I could feel her getting agitated everytime I couldn’t keep up as we played. 

"Sorry,"  The apology that exited my mouth was out before I could even stop to think what I actually did wrong. Pulling myself up from the awkward position I was in after I had slipped and fallen to the floor I continued. "Sometimes my legs don't work so well… I mean, even for a human." The last word came out strained like if I said it loudly then everyone would suddenly realize I was an alien and demand to throw me out of camp. I knew of course that humans had the protection of Jake Sully. Realistically that could never happen, but many of the Na'vi were not accepting of our place in the clan. It had been long ago that I learned shame for being human but I remember this memory as the time I learned to be ashamed of being disabled. When I looked up there was this distinct look on the Na'vi's face. A strange mix of pity and disgust that left a pit in my stomach. The slope of her eyes and the curl of her lip are often in my dreams, haunting me. I will never forget them from that day. With tears stinging my eyes I politely excused myself and threw myself into Norm’s arms as soon as I found him. Even though I hadn't known what the words at the time meant I knew exactly what her face had meant. I was a blubbering mess and after that I wasn't allowed to play with Txeyu (or at least Norm had told me that, for my peace of mind so I wouldn’t seek her out) and I swore that I didn't need friends. 

To be fair to Txeyu, I was a weak moron. Confirmed by not only my weak body, but also my inability to stop watching the videos that the two most revered sky people had left behind. Grace was my source of entertainment since I was a child because  the humans were not concerned with bringing old world media with them to Pandora. Mostly because coming to Pandora they had not thought of babies being born in the new world, had not thought of the culture left behind. Had not thought of the difficulty these children would have with their identity, knowing almost nothing of the new world or the old. Many people had brought things with them but most cultural items had been taken by the sky people when they left. And yes, Norm and Max told me all about Earth and about movies and music and art along with the small amount of stuff they could recover from the old lab but it was nothing, nothing, compared to the real thing. To have a sense of community with people who have shared experiences, to have people that you belong to. The very thing that makes people human, or maybe not human, but the thing that is important to all life that holds empathy. 

Empathy. That, I thought, was the similarity humans had with the Na'vi. They both had empathy. What separated them, however, was more important... greed, yes, the humans were greedy despite their sympathy. I had learned as a girl that the two were not exclusive. I knew it was true in the way I wished to be Jake, in the way I longed for a world I didn't belong to. Knew that even I, a human that can hardly be called human, is not spared from this defining characteristic of greed. Unfortunately I would never get a second chance, another body, like Jake did.

I accepted this fact when I was a mere twelve years old, a particularly hard year for me. I started my menstruation cycle with only Norm and Max to comfort me. There were other women at the base, but none close enough to me for me to celebrate in the joy of womanhood. I would have turned to Kiri, but luckily for her she doesn’t have an aunt flow, like all Na'vi. What a lucky bitch. I had started bleeding and had been in the bathroom panic stricken because my first thought was that the sickness was getting worse, that the pain I felt was finally going to bleed me out and kill me. As I silently wept I accidentally knocked over the trash bin in my room. Norm had come to the door, knocking softly thrice he announced himself.

"Hey... you good in there? You've been in there a while and I heard something fall." Hot tears were stinging my eyes and I was breathing heavily, like there was a giant boulder on my chest. Hey, maybe this was one of those panic attacks I read about in the encyclopedias of Medicine and Psychology I had read? I had always been a curious child, learning as much as I could to stave off boredom. There had been a few precious fiction books left behind by the scientists before I. Please dear Eywa (I had felt embarrassed at the time to ask Eywa for help), please help me remember that boring book I prayed all while frantically trying to calm down enough for the memory to surface. Breathe. I had to breathe in and out. I've got this, I mean I'm totally dying, but I've definitely got a handle on this. Compartmentalize. Yes, I distinctly remember the book talking about breathing and slow breaths from the diaphragm, for sure, definitely... Just as I finally started to get a grip and calm down Norm knocked again.

"Come on, seriously you're freaking me out here." Well shit. I didn't get it together fast enough. I gathered myself as best I could, focusing on the cool steel below my fingertips.

"Norm, I think I might be dying." I said trying to project my tired and scared voice through the bathroom door. 

"WHAT? OH MY GOD. Shit... shit! What's wrong? What do you mean? Let me in. Please, open the door." I could hear the panic laced in his voice. The handle on the door rattled as Norm tried to enter the bathroom. 

"Stop!" I commanded "Hold on. I'm-I'm bleeding."

"Oh sweet Jesus open the door." Norm said and the door handle rattled so hard that I thought the lanky scientist might break it.

"It's... coming from down there. Don't come in, it's embarrassing!" I lamented. The quiver in my voice made Norm immediately understand.

"Oh... sweetheart that's not... um, you're, uh, not going to die. Just... clean yourself up in the bath. I'll get you clothes and then me and Max need to have a talk with you." I tilted my head at that, a million questions running through my mind. Did he know what was going on? Why did he seem so relieved? This was horrible! But, I did as was told and waited outside, fidgeting nervously.

And that my friends, is the story of my very first lesson from Norm and Max about the wonders of womanhood. Oh what a joy it was. Of course, they had been severely awkward with it. Max was slightly better, mostly because he had had sisters back on Earth so he actually knew how to use a pad. Ah pads, I think wistfully. I remember them. They were absolutely wonderful. Of course they all ran out by the time I was fifteen. Nowadays I use reusable cotton pads. Not bad, but they were a pain in the ass to make and I always seemed to lose them in the wash. Luckily, Norm is a softie, so I often convince him to help me make them with the promise of my special pancakes made from wheat bread ration. Of course, I'd always been able to get Norm to practically do anything. Partly because of my sickness and the fact that I was his little girl helped. All I had to do was say I was having a bad day and give him the eyes and bingo, my lovely full day of pad making was now cut in half. Success! Max, however, is not as easily swayed; he had always been the more logical and sensible one. I later asked them why they hadn't warned me in advance about periods. I remember laughing when Norm bashfully rubbed his neck and admitted that they simply hadn't thought about it before now.

That was how it has always been. Max was the voice of reason, the one who reminds me to eat when I need to and reminds Norm that I am stronger than I look. I appreciate him more than I even thought possible. Norm was more of the doting type, almost motherly in his spoiling of me. Always letting me a little further, a little longer than necessary in the few times that I was able to take an oxygen mask and run around by the cave as a young kid. Between the two of them I was in good hands. My mother wouldn't have left me with them when she died if they weren't worthy. And so I became their daughter. I don't call either of them dad or father or anything like that but I know that they’re my parents. I love them so, so dearly. Even when Norm ate the last chocolate bar when I was eight. Incidentally this was not long after the Txeyu situation, eight was a hard year too! A portal to hell opened in the lab that day; my sobbing was louder than the banshees on the Hallelujah mountains.

I sigh and sit the puzzle down on my desk. This was my reality lately. All I seemed to be able to do was think about the past. Perhaps because I finally realized I have no future here. There was nothing for me here, nothing except Max and Norm (and Jake, I suppose, but his visits were few and far between and he always seemed a little uncomfortable around me). When they're gone I would have nothing, be nothing. I mean sure I had friends, two to be exact, and one very annoying close acquaintance. Kiri and Tuk were the former and Lo'ak was the latter. He had recently been demoted from best friend status after breaking one of my only CDs (of course jazz CDs were some of the only music to be left behind when everyone left), even after I had told him to be careful with it when putting it in the player. 

The Suli children were the only link I had to the outside world at this point. They had become my friends purely by accident. It happened when Jake was coming to visit Norm and Max to discuss a raid. Lo'ak and Kiri had followed him, no doubt a scheme cooked up by Lo'ak and of course Kiri went along with it. They had been curious where their father ran off to every few weeks despite their mother looking irritated every time he left, promising her that it wouldn’t be long and that he'd be home before dinner. Neteyam had tried to stop them but they lost him by the retired elders hut, slipping away when he wasn't paying them express attention and was answering a question about his training posed by a well-respected elder.

On that fateful day I had actually been outside the caves for once, with Norm watching me from afar to make sure my mask was on and I was walking well enough on my own. I remember looking up at Jake, smiling, and saying hello to the friendly giant (hey, he was friendly to me). He greeted me in english then headed for the door. Behind the bushes near the cave entrance were two meddlesome ten year olds with their jaws practically on the floor. They had never seen a sky person that was so small except Spider, they guessed I must be a child too!

"Lo'ak look! I didn't know that any sky people children live here besides Spider." Kiri said, pointing to my small figure that was about fifteen meters away from them, oblivious to the eyes watching me as I picked a small bouquet of wild flowers to put in my room. 

"Yeah. But, what the hell is wrong with her legs??" Lo'ak said loudly before Kiri elbowed him in the gut. I had heard his voice that time, strange and in a language I didn't understand yet so I stood quickly as panic set in. 

"Hello? Who is there? Jake Sully is here, so you can't hurt me! He's Toruk Makto and he'll protect me!" I called out to them as the flower I was holding fell down at my side. Kiri and Lo'ak simply looked at each other, astonished that I was speaking at all, but especially since I knew their father’s title.

"Hello." I heard a deeply accented voice respond back to me in english. My eyebrows shot up when I heard it. I knew right away that it was coming from a Na'vi child. The accent was unmistakably inhuman. Not to say it was bad sounding, in fact I had always found the native accent to be beautiful. It was just different than the way humans spoke.

"Um.... who are you? Can you come out now? You're scaring me." I said to the bush that was now in front of me. I made my way over to them while they argued about whether it was a good idea to come out or not. I watched as a blue head popped out from behind the bush. I couldn't help the gasp that came out of my mouth at the sight of a little boy around my age.

"I am Kiri and this is Lo'ak." Kiri responded to me as she came fully out of the bush from behind Lo’ak, a hand wrapped around Lo'ak's forearm pulling him along. "Jake Suli is our father." My eyes widened in surprise as I suddenly felt embarrassed to have used Jake as a threat. I made my way over to them slowly, wincing when my ankle twisted slightly to the right. 

"Oh... uh-hi. My name is (Y/N). Mr. Sully told me about you... I met Kiri before but we were both babies, right after she came out of Grace… so I don't remember, I'm sorry!" I was completely unsure of what to say. Goddamnit why did I have to mention Grace? The only company I ever kept were Norm and Max with the occasional visit from the other sky people and the scarily limited friends I had as a toddler and young child. I knew, of course, through Grace's videos and Norms education of the Na'vi (specifically the Omaticayans) to be respectful in my language and not to use figures of speech. 

"The Na'vi have an extraordinary understanding of the English language already. They learn faster than my team can seem to teach them. Fortunately for them, our pronunciation is a lot less important than their language. Unfortunately for us that means a lot more of them understand us then the other way around. The only way to talk in secret around them is to use figures of speech. Unfortunately they may find this rather offensive if they call you out on it, especially when you accidentally call one of the clans best a brown noser. God, I had a hell of a time explaining that one to them."  I remember that video log with great fondness. I had only watched it a week prior for the first time after Norm finally gave approval for me to watch some of the video logs that were more personal to Grace, rather than the usual educational ones (also the ones in which she was drunk). The new blue people in front of me just stared at me with wide eyes. They could not believe I was being so bold for such a tiny thing. Finally the girl shifted and flicked her brother with her tail, breaking him out of the trance he was in. 

"Well... do you wanna play with us?" Was the only thing Lo'ak could think of to say. I shifted nervously. I hadn't played with any Na’vi since the incident with Txeyu. As I picked nervously at the dirt under my nails I let out a short sigh.

"I'm not allowed to play with you guys I think?" It came out as more of a question than a statement. These were Jake's kids, so maybe Norm would be fine with it? Plus, I noticed as they both deflated and started fidgeting with their jewelry and hair that they have hands like Norms avatar body, so that means they're like me! They also have demon blood, so they could understand me, maybe. Just as they turned around to leave after waving goodbye I called out to them. 

"Actually, I think Max and Norm would be okay. If it's Jake's kids. He's a good guy so you guys must be too!" I cringe remembering my naivety. Luckily I was correct, they were "good guys"... and we have been good friends for years now… except when they break my things! I sighed and walked over to the mangled remains of my precious jazz CD. I had already tried gluing the pieces back together. CDs really didn't work that way though, so I tried recording myself singing the songs but I could never sing the way the woman on the CD did so eventually I just gave up. Luckily this gave me the genius idea to record all the remaining CDs I had in case another unfortunate alien boy decided to jam a damn disk into the computer halfway before closing it and breaking it in half!

As I flopped down onto the chair beside my desk I played Beethoven's String Quartet no. 14, 1st Movement to try to quiet my mind. I know from Norm and Max that classical music was one of the least popular genres from Earth but I always had a fascination with it. Not that there was really a choice when I had 5 CDs to my name. Crap. 4 CDs to my name. Beethoven's greatest symphonies, Etta James's At Last (previously, Rest In Peace Etta), Metallica's Black album or 5th album (I wasn't as much of a fan now, but I had some really cathartic times with that album when I was an angsty 13 year old), a burned CD titled "2005 Car Mix" with a variety of pop songs, and a guided sleep meditation music CD (I had never gotten bored enough to actually sit down and attempt to meditate with it) were the musical companions in my life. 

The only exception were occasions when the clan had a large festival or feast and I could hear the sounds of the Omaticayans singing and chanting. Those were always my favorite nights. I would often sit and weave something while I listened to hundreds of voices commune with Eywa, to celebrate a new life or one just ending. That’s one of the only past times I have that I really enjoy. Sometimes I even hum along, pretending that I was a member of the clan. I could almost smell the earthen musk that always clung to every Na'vi. Like they were really one with the forest, as if they were born of the forest. They were so natural in it, just as natural as a fish in the water. As I hum I feel the tickle of a tail brushing against my back and the heat radiating from the thighs of the two Na'vi on either side of me. A brief peace floods into my body, relaxing my muscles one by one before I remember who I am and where I am. I remember again that I was born a human on Pandora, and the dream is broken. That fantasy is not me, no matter how much I wish it so. 

I should really stop torturing myself like this. The only thing fantasizing does is fester and ferment into anger. Anger at my mother, maybe? I mean she did pass on the thing to me. Maybe at Eywa? Do I even believe in Eywa? Sometimes I swear I feel her all around me, in the plants waving in the winds or the sounds of the cave. In the dripping water and wind rushing past the mouth of the cave, dancing through the hallelujah mountains. I hear her in the banshees shrill cries at dawn, and the thanators mighty roar at twilight. Do I even have the right to believe in her? To be angry at the hand dealt to me? By being born on Pandora, does that mean that Eywa is in control of my destiny like her Na'vi children? Am I one of her children?

I ponder this as I weave on the loom that Kiri gave to me last year for my nineteenth birthday. She brings me plenty of string and teaches me new techniques every moon cycle on our ritual ‘girls night’. Although honestly she might get in trouble if anyone finds out about that. A lot of Na'vi wouldn't appreciate a sky person knowing cultural weaving techniques that have been passed down for generations through the Omaticayans: who are known as great craftsmen. My girl Kiri is a total badass though, so she still teaches me anyway. 

Kiri, Tuk, Lo'ak are the only reasons I haven't gone verifiably insane yet as I waste away on this planet. As much as I love Max and Norm, their company doesn't ever change much. There's never anything new going on with human settlement. Always the same issues that we discuss over dry, flavorless ration food. The problems of growing food in the Pandoran soil, which may be lush and fertile for the home plant species, but is absolutely terrible for Earth plants. Always some new trouble that Spider had gotten into with Lo’ak. We are always having trouble with having enough batteries for the tanks to furnish all the humans with oxygen. Yet another reason why I don't go outside. I'm a waste of resources and while Max and Norm can't admit that, I can. I know I'm useless, honestly I wish that I could be of help in even the science realm but hello, there's no school on Pandora and both Max and Norm are horrible teachers. I mean I'm smart but I cannot figure out fucking geometry on my own?! Plus the other humans didn't leave behind any lesson plans for children when they left so I'm pretty much S.O.L. 

I’m pulling a soft blue, almost feathery string through another row on the loom when I hear Max and Norm talking outside of my room in the main lab. I strain my ears but I cannot make much sense of the words I can hear.

"Jake doesn't know.... yeah... ready... think... okay jeez, Max." Eh, nothing to really worry about, I decide. Probably the same old shit in a different toilet. I tune out their talking and focus on the crescendo of one of Mozart's greatest hits before almost dropping the loom when I hear a sharp knock on the door. I get up and turn to press the pause button on the CD player before opening the door. Standing there is a very excited looking Max and a very nervous looking Norm. 

"Oh my God, what is it this time?" I said recollecting a time when I had opened the very same door to them looking very similar to this moment and they had practically accused me of having a crush on Lo'ak. As if! I would never have a crush on Lo'ak. He's like an annoying little brother to me and he's always hiding my stuff just to irritate me or pulling a single hair out one at a time till I yell at him to stop. But I think that may be the reason that we get along so well, he doesn’t see me as different like everyone else does. He has always teased and roughhoused with me like he would Kiri or Spider, albeit a bit gentler.

"Hey kiddo, we just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday. We know you're finally 20! You're a grown woman now..." Norm trailed off looking wistful. Max took up after Norm, who was reminiscing like a parent would on their child’s birthday. 

"And we have something to show you! Something we have been working on for a long time now." He threw an arm around Norm to emphasize the we.

"Did you get the Rewon Tanhì that I asked for?" I asked excitedly. I had been asking them to find me a morning star flower on their expeditions and missions since I heard of them a few months ago. Kiri told me they glow in the dark even after being cut from the bush, an indigo bioluminescent glow that never fades. They're fairly rare so Max said they would keep an eye out but to not count on them finding one. I planned on an open air terrarium to use as a night light if they ever happened upon one while they were out doing research. I just wanted to bring a little of Pandora's beautiful bioluminescent night flora to me since I can’t go outside to see them myself.

"It's something a bit more exciting than that. Come on, follow us, kiddo." Max said before grabbing my wrist and pulling me forward toward the back of the lab. He seemed a little too excited and I almost tripped forward with the force of his pulling. I laughed and told him to slow down a little bit. 

"Sorry, it's just been really difficult to keep this under wraps. You have no idea how many times I almost told you. Honestly, I'm surprised Norm hasn't." Max said, chuckling as Norm exclaimed an indignant "Hey!" while shaking his head fondly.

We reached the back door of the lab that went to the actual laboratory, of which I am typically not allowed into. I'm generally very clumsy because of my issues and Max is always doing some sort of dangerous chemistry experiment that would cause some serious damage if I knocked it over. Maybe even an explosion if the right compounds are left laying around. While that might bring me some much needed excitement to my life, I still opt to just leave the lab alone. 

"It's in the chem lab?" I asked, entirely confused as to what I could possibly want to see in there. It was the most boring room in the whole building.

"Yes. And you need to close your eyes. I want it to be a complete surprise." Norm said, looking over at Max while wiggling his eyebrows like a total goof.

"Okaaaay...." I said, finding their strange demeanor highly suspicious. I closed my eyes and felt Max's large hand on my shoulder, guiding me. I could feel the warmth of it seeping into my skin as Norm, presumably, opened the door to the chem lab. The shrill shriek of ungreased steel grinding on steel was heard in the chem lab and the rustle of thick canvas-like fabric made me shift my weight to my other foot anxiously.

"Okay... come on in guys." Norm says as Max guides me in the room, making sure I don't trip as I step over the raised door frame. I was taken about 10 feet into the lab before Norm told me I could open my eyes. I blinked slowly as my eyes adjusted to the sterile white lab lights. I could only cock an eyebrow, unimpressed as my eyes land on what looks like a large tube covered in a large brown tarp of some sort. The tube had to be at least ten feet long. I looked over at Norm expectantly and a flash of recognition came on his face as he stumbled forward to pull off the tarp.

"Sorry..." he mumbled while lifting the heavy fabric off the large tube. Inside the tube is a female Na'vi. No actually, I count 5 fingers, so it’s an avatar. She was jerking and I could see her nose twitch, like she had smelled the acrid dung of a viperwolf. I realized it bared a strong resemblance to my own as I reached out to touch the glass. When I did she curled forward slightly toward my touch, almost as if she was reaching out to me as well. As she stretched out of the fetal position I saw her whole face and my world stopped. 

"No... there's no way. You guys said there was no way." I whispered looking over at Max and Norm. I couldn't allow myself to believe it until they told me through their own mouths. I had gotten my hopes crushed too many times as a child to allow myself to believe this so easily.

"Well, remember when Grace's Avatar started deteriorating when you were thirteen? And then when you were fourteen we laid her to rest? Well using her chamber and some supplies we found at an abandoned outpost we were actually able to incubate an avatar for you. That's you sweetheart." Norm said, grinning at me and gesturing to the body. 

I feel my knees tremble and buckle as a litany of emotions surges through me, falling forward slightly before Max caught me and helped me up. All I could do was bury my head in his shoulder and cry. These men, who loved me and raised me, have given me the gift of life again. I couldn't breathe so I just squeezed him and shook as the emotions and fears flew through me. I could vaguely register Norm coming up behind me to hug both of us. After a good cathartic cry we all released each other from our group hug. 

"I... I don't know how... I can't... thank you, both of you." Was all I could manage to get out as my voice trembled with emotion. Hesitantly I walked over to the avatar. "She's... beautiful." I reached out to touch the warm glass, tracing my fingers over her face. Well, I guess my face? I guess it will feel more like my face after the consciousness transfer. Her blue skin looks so radiant and soft. Unlike the Na'vi I know she looks so untouched. Almost like a child. She is free of the scarring that comes with growing up in the dangerous Pandoran forests. I admire the markings on her face, taking in all the details and tanhì, or bioluminescent freckles that spray across her face and body. Her hair floats in the blue solution cascading in waves down the gentle slope of her back all the way to her tail.

"We know. Trust me, we know how much you need this. How much you've needed this since you were a kid... and yes she really is beautiful." Norm compliments, squeezing my shoulder. 

"Now, I have to say this before you get your hopes up. We have great hope that the consciousness transfer will work, but kiddo, there's a small possibility that it might not and I need to prepare you for that." Max says solemnly from my right side. That was just like him, always ruining a sentimental moment with his warnings. 

"I know, Max. But still, the fact that you wasted all these resources on me means a lot." I said, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"It's not a waste. Don't… don’t say that, (Y/N). We would both do anything to make you happy." Max replies, looking over at Norm as he nods to me.

"So when can I go in?" I said as I finally let the excitement fill me. It was so strong that my stomach feels queasy; to the point that I feel I might throw up my wheat ration pancakes. 

"Well," Norm piped up, "we were thinking about doing a test run tomorrow. Kiri and Lo'ak are supposed to come anyway for movie night. We thought you'd like to surprise them." I nodded excitedly while smiling at them. I truly loved these two men. They were the closest things I had to parents and I'm so grateful that mom left me in their care. My chest feels so warm as I give both of them another short hug that I think it might explode out of me in a spray of rainbows and sugar. Honestly, all this lovey dovey shit was getting sickening. 

"Now let's go have some birthday food." Norm suggests while he unfolds the tarp to cover it up again. We went and ate our traditional birthday barbecue (not really because it's not cooked on a grill but we have lots of blow torches for sciencey reasons that we use to cook it). It's a decadent meal that could only be spared a few times a year, and one of my absolute favorites. After that they sang me Happy Birthday, and all-mighty Eywa was it super off-key. Soon after that I bid them a goodnight so that I can go to bed early so tomorrow will come a little faster. As I lie in bed all I can think of is tomorrow morning and the possibility of being unable to establish a neural link. 

Due to my anxiety-induced insomnia morning approaches slower than I thought physically possible. Did the suns somehow get delayed rising? Because I swear I've been in bed for two days tossing and turning. Just as I'm about to flip my pillow to the cool side for the fortieth time I hear a gentle knock on my door. 

"Hey, kiddo, it's time to get up. Figured you wouldn't mind an early start today." Max called through the door from the other side. Exhausted, I roll over and heave myself off the bed to get dressed. It takes me a little more time than usual but I finally put on some clothes and bumble out of my bedroom door. 

"Wow. So, no sleep huh?" Norm teases as he looks up from cooking breakfast. 

"Yeah, no. Too excited." I respond, rolling my eyes at him dramatically. I keep glancing at the chem lab door while I impatiently watch him cook and Max notices.

"You have to eat first. It's not ideal that you're tired for your first transfer but it would honestly be way worse if you were hungry too. So. Eat." Max demands pointedly. I sigh as Norm puts a plate down in front of me. I feel my skin buzzing while I eat the breakfast I have thousands of times faster than I ever have before. I almost choke shoveling down the eggs and veggies.

"Hey slow down. Can't have you dying on us before you can actually try." Max says jokingly. Norm pushes him with his arm. 

"Max, don't say that. That's not funny." Norm huffs, giving Max the stink eye. 

"Yeah, yeah." Max replies and I drift away from their bickering as I wait for them to finish breakfast. After we all finish Max goes through a few rules for the transfer and Norm helps me into one of the weird jelly beds used for transfers. He places the wire caging around me and turns away before I grab his shirt and tug on it through the holes of the cage.

"Norm.. Max... I'm scared." I admit.

"I know. But, you have to be brave. I know you can do it." Max said and Norm added a "Yeah, me too." I released his shirt slowly and sighed.

"I know... okay I'm ready." I say and try to relax. As I hear Max flip a few switches and Norm closes the lid I could cuss myself out. Why didn't I try that meditation CD last night?! I think as I try to steady my breathing like Max told me to. As I breathe in I see the flashes of light from the machine. Okay, ‘breathe and count backwards from 20 if you need help’ is what Max advised at breakfast.

In. Twenty.

Out. Nineteen.

In. Eighteen.

Out. Seventeen.

In. Sixteen.

Out. Fifteen.

In. Fourteen.

Just as I am about to call out to Max that it's not working I completely black out. I'm not exactly sure how to describe the experience of a consciousness transfer, how it feels or looks. I think that it feels like dying in a way. It feels like a complete separation from your body, like you are floating out of it, then next thing you know you are blinking at a blinding light ahead of you.

If you have any suggestions or feedback please comment down below or message me! This is my first fanfic in a while, so please excuse my poor grammar. And thank you for reading! Neteyam and the reader will be meeting next chapter.

@skeletondeerart

[ima-ghost-art]

I want to write something about steve getting adopted by a bunch of drag queens like a bit after s2 then lowkey becoming a baby queen himself (kinda having an alter ego/ triple life moment where he hides the queen side and the monster fighting side while still almost trying to cling onto his old kind steve persona)

He uses his drag/ queer persona hes created to finally explore this side of himself, slowly feeling more confident in his sexuality and gender expression the more he performs on stage and meets new people!

Only after meeting robin does he really start to except that these are all parts of him and hes allowed to love and be both people (while finally feeling ready to drop king steve)

(Que emotional confessions while high in a bathroom singing bonnie tyler)

Later he finally takes robin to the club he goes to in indy, where the queens who adopted him are so ecstatic to finally meet their little Stevies lesbian best friend and platonic soulmate he lovingly called "birdie" to hide her identity! (Robs absolutely is the first and loudest person to cheer for him while he performs!!!) It slowly becomes tradition at this point for them to go to this club twice a month and enjoy the queer culture around them!!!!

Obviously Steddie becomes a thing after s4 and both max and will openly claim to be their first openly queer children which then leads to robin and stevie taking the kids + eddie to their first drag show, not realising Steve's going to also be performing!!

[meenawrites]

Neteyam Modern AU

Alright! It's time for my boy Neteyam let's go. 

Neteyam is the golden boy. He's obedient, studious, and athletic. He's basically the prince of school. 

That's not to say he has everything easy all the time or he doesn't work hard because that's simply not true. Neteyam has always worked hard to be good at everything because he loved getting his parents' approval and eventually because of that 'golden boy' just kind of became his identity. 

He's obedient because he has a lot of introspection and is able to put himself in his parents' shoes and understand them, so he usually agrees with their decisions overall. 

He's been shooting a bow since he could walk and he's Neytiri's star pupil, definitely MVP of his school's archery team (I'm saying that exists)

Outside of academics, he plays a lot of sports. He plays volleyball and soccer, and will generally help out other sports teams if needed. But unlike Spider, Neteyam knows when he needs to stop and take some time for himself and he knows when to say no because he has a secure attachment style. 

He knows Spider is older than him, but he can't help but look out for him. He's worried the boy's gonna run himself into an early grave. 

Spider and him have almost all their classes together and he would never say it, but he's a little jealous of Spider's natural learning ability. Stuff comes quickly to him whereas Neteyam works a lot until he fully understands the concepts. 

He's the one person Spider will listen to for the most part (aside from Kiri but for different reasons). He respects Neteyam a lot and won't admit it, but he loves that he looks out for Spider. It feels good. The two are on good terms, and can regularly be seen at recess on the soccer field doing tricks with the ball with Lo'ak and Kiri when she decides to join in sometimes. Sometimes Neteyam also forces Spider to take naps during the school day instead of going to help out some club or something. 

For all that Neteyam is popular, that also makes him seem a bit unapproachable and unrelatable to his peers so aside from Spider and his brother and sister, he doesn't actually have close friends among the student body, and it makes him a little sad. That's why Spider's always dragging him along with him to talk to the gaggle of underclassmen he's all but adopted and Neteyam really appreciates him for it. 

Neteyam's room is probably all minimalistic aside from a huge photo wall he has near his bed. It's got tons of pictures of his family mostly and Spider, him with his grandma or Norm and Max. He has a lot of funny selfies with Tuk from when he plays tea party with her or dress up. Other than that, he definitely has like two volleyballs in his bedroom that he sets and bumps every now and then to destress. His room is always clean as a fiddle though, like truly nothing is ever out of place. 

Adults really like Neteyam because they find him mature and easy to talk to. He's a bit of a teacher's pet, but not like Kiri where she's legit friends with them and talks to them casually. He speaks to them more professionally, with all the reverence due to a teacher, and usually sticks to small talk. 

He's always pulling Lo'ak away from fights he was a hair's breadth away from causing and apologizing on his behalf. 

Neteyam probably reads a lot and isn't picky about genres, he just likes learning. Definitely the anime kid no one would expect to be an anime kid. He watches a lot of shounen with Lo'ak and Spider joins in, but he, Spider, and Tuk watch a lot of shoujo cause they're suckers for those. 

His random skill is that he's really good at sowing because he loves all of Jake's old clothes and learned on Youtube so he could alter them to fit him and his style. 

Neteyam makes sure to spend as much time as he can with his baby sister. He, like Spider and Kiri are simps for the little girl, they think she's an angel. 

Definitely texts with correct spelling and punctuation. 

Makes a point to see all of Spider's shows or productions or at least leave him a note to know he wanted to be there. 

He and Kiri spend time together usually by gardening together or watching comedies like Friends or The Office for the nth time and reciting all the lines by heart. 

He's close with his grandmother and gardens with her too. 

I can't think of anymore right now, but feel free to add on.

[munsonfamilyband]

What a Phone Call Can Do

Teasers for my Different Meeting AU (that has basically become a fic at this point, may even pop it on Ao3 who knows), title of this post is an idea for a title, let me know opinions?

I have specific things that I am planning to include, and moments that I will do as canon, adjusting canon, or throwing away canon, so here’s some of those and feel free to share ideas:

Steve is going to spend the night with Eddie at Rick’s, no way is he leaving him. There will be discussion of Steve’s trauma in more depth in this part, as well as discussion of his homelife and parental neglect. 

Steve will be present for Jason and Patrick’s arrival at the lake house and Patrick’s death, Jason will take a slightly different turn on his idea of what Eddie is doing.

Yes, I will be making Steve get cursed, why, because he is my little doll that I like to make bad things happen to (this means Eddie will know his song, I have two ideas already, one is my own and another I saw in a fic and laughed so hard I almost peed, see if you can guess).

After leaving Eddie temporarily, to drop off the kids and Robin somewhere, Steve is going to run some errands, mainly: getting food and clothes for himself, stopping by Gareth’s house to fill him in on what’s going on, getting food for Eddie, leaving his car at his house so it’s less suspicious and sneaking into the trailer park to get Eddie clothes/see Wayne

Steve has been accepted by the other people in Eddie’s life at this point. Wayne almost immediately fell in love with Steve (I’m a sucker for Wayne telling Eddie to marry Steve of he'll adopt him), and the Corroded boys all got wooed by Steve’s cooking and baking, especially Gareth (Steve also has hair care talks with Gareth because they both love their hair and have been trying to bully Eddie into taking care of his)

Nancy having weird Feelings about Steve and Eddie, thinking she’s into Steve at first, but then she realizes that she's just jealous (is it because she misses Jonathan? Is it because she's suddenly interested in a clumsy lesbian? Maybe it’s both and I create the messiest polyamorous relationship known to man)

Following canon: the fruity four will still get dragged into the Upside Down, starting with Steve being yanked in, Steve will still get attacked by the bats, Fred is still victim 2 but that will happen off screen as this is from Steve’s point of view, Patrick is still victim number 3 and dies in the lake, Max is still cursed and plays bait, Nancy and Robin Acting Adventure at an Asylum

Adjusting canon: Steve is with Eddie for more of the story, contemplating having Nancy be cursed by Vecna as they leave the Upside Down or maybe having it be Eddie so he can see Steve as one of the victims, Steve’s injuries are not ignored once they leave the Upside Down (homoerotic wound care anyone?) which is going to adjust the groups at the end as well

Tossing out canon: Steve is also cursed but (thanks head trauma) he doesn’t know until it’s too late, replacing War Zone scene with a cute steddie moment in the RV, addressing Steve’s many head injuries and giving him hearing problems (there is a government issues hearing aid at his house but he rarely wears it, he will be once they learn about the music), happy ending :) 

Take note that I didn’t include Eddie and the bats here, because I have no idea if I’m even going to include that, I have an idea for following canon fully, adjusting canon and tossing out canon but I won't really know what I’m doing until I get farther into the fic.

There will be a happy ending though, I promise. My own gay little heart needs to see Will Byers meet Eddie and have his tiny gay brain explode because “wow hot man”, I also need Eddie and El to meet because she would adore him (Bitchin and Metal, hello?). I may also try to include a scene with Murray, because I love him, meeting everyone properly, finally meeting the Steve and before any of the adults or Cali crew can be clued in on their relationship, Murray tries to set up Eddie and Steve. I will also be showing Steve allowing himself to be soft with some of the kids (my heart grows 2 sizes whenever I think about Steve getting close with El and calling her Ellie bean, which she loves because it’s a new nickname)

Potential other ships to be included:

Jonathan/Argyle/Nancy/Robin as a polycule or as two relationships or mixture

Lumax/Elumax (as long as Max and Lucas are together I'm happy)

NO BYLER sorry, hot take, but I don't like Byler, and I think that Will deserves better than M*ke Wheeler, maybe I'll have Will and Gareth get to know each other though

Jopper, duh I love them

[englishmensbitch16]

The freaks (1/?)

Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Summary: Eddie Munson was known as the town freak after being framed for murder all he could do was run, what happens when he meets y/n Buckley a girl who might just be the Sharon to his Ozzy, will he keep running? Will he fight along side her? Or will he lose everything he gained from knowing her?

Warnings⚠️: language, talks of self consciousness, talks of anxiety and panic attacks, there will be smut in later chapters, sexual tension, talk of trauma, y/n is adopted by the Buckley’s so you can imagine them however you please. I did write the y/n has a nose piercing and 2 tattoos one on her right wrist and one on her left forearm you can totally skip over it tho it will only be mentioned like twice

Life for Eddie has always been hard, he’s the school freak, dungeon master of the hellfire club also known as a cult, drug dealer, trailer trash and the list goes on. 1986 was supposed to his fucking year but now instead of focusing on graduating after failing 2 times already he’s been a little… distracted, you know running from the basketball team after being framed for the murder of the high school princess can take up most of your time.

Robin, Steve, Dustin, Max and Nancy were all at the boathouse after a big ass search party for Eddie. They finally found him when he jumped outta fucking nowhere and he put a bottle to Steve’s neck… kinda badass for a guy who always runs.

After calming him down and the group explained they were on his side, and explained everything else, Eddie’s heart began to slow as Dustin spoke again.

“Eddie come on man you can’t just stay in this boat house, their gonna come here at some point” Dustin was trying to keep Eddie calm but needed him to understand this place is not safe.

“Well we’re the fuck am I supposed to go Henderson!?” Eddie was freaking out after everything the group had explained to him about the past 4 years.

After a few moments of silence, cuz let’s be honest no one knew where they could hide a 6 foot longer haired metal head who jingles every time he walked.

Robin was the only one with an idea. “ ugh we’ll my parents are away for spring break and my house is far enough away from the trailer park so you can go unseen by the cops and I doubt the basketball team will turn up at my house on their little hunt”

“ is that smart though you’ll have a fugitive in your house dude” Steve spoke up earning a glare from Dustin.

“ it’s fine wouldn’t be the first time someone with a record stayed in my house” Robin added which got a few curious glances from everyone else.

“ um what” Max asked

“ No we don’t have time for a Q&A right now, Robin is the only one who came up with something so we’re going with her plan” Dustin was already standing in front of Eddie waiting for everyone else to get up.

“ okay but how are we gonna get him to Robins?” Nancy always had the logical questions.

No one had thought that far ahead.

“Robin do you have a attached garage?” Apparently Max was the only one who had a plan.

“I.. do? Why?” Robin now curious what Max was getting at.

“ well Munson looks like your getting in the trunk” Max turned to Eddie who’s bug eyes were 2 times bigger and a questioning face. “Well put Eddie in the trunk of Steve’s car and Steve can pull into Robins garage once the door is closed and the car is away from prying eyes we’ll let him out and boom he’s in a safe place”

“That might actually work, and since no one else has an idea of what to do that’s the plan we’ll go with” Dustin had a shit eating grin on his face almost laughing to himself about the idea of Eddie Munson cramped in a small trunk.

Everyone was staring at Eddie with expecting faces waiting for his opinion on this plan, all Eddie could here was his heartbeat in his ears and the thoughts running through his head. What happens if they get caught? What happens if Robins parents come home early? What if the basketball guys did show up at the house? What if he can’t fit in the trunk? Mind going, everyone looking at him waiting for an answer.

“ ughh…. I uh If it’s… um the only plan we have I guess it’s what’s gotta be done” Eddie stammered out, eyes bouncing from everyone face.

“Perfect! Let’s go then” Dustin broke whatever awkward situation had just happened grabbing the food Eddie had with him and threw it in his back pack opening the door to the boat house checking for and people. “ alright coast is clear let’s move” no one moved “NOW!”

Steve was the first out the door, then Nancy, then Robin followed by Max and finally Eddie. He peaked his head out the door just to be sure no one could see him, put his head down and made a beeline to Steve’s car Dustin trailing behind him.

“ alright Munson in ya get” Steve was holding the trunk of his car open waiting for Eddie to crawl in.

Eddie looked at Dustin with a face that read (seriously?) and Dustin gave him a look that said (seriously.) with that Eddie crawled in the trunk just barely fitting his whole body inside. Steve slammed the trunk closed and with that everything went dark for Eddie Munson.

For the feel of it they drove for about 15 minutes after many harsh turns and bumping his head (which Steve was doing on purpose) he heard a garage door open and felt the car move forward slowly then the garage door close. Finally there was light again with Dustin Henderson standing there with a big dumb smile on his face

“It work no one saw us and now your safe” was Dustin always this loud or was it just the fact that Eddie was locked in a soundless lightless trunk for almost 20 minutes

Eddie could hear something coming from inside the house it sounded like music… not just any music but the same music he listen to it sounded like Creeping death by Metallica. What the fuck was he loosing air in that trunk that he was hearing shit?

“Alright so you can crash on my couch” Robin spoke up once Eddie was out of the trunk turning to him. “ you can eat whatever in the fridge and cupboards just for the love of god do NOT touch the cokes, y/n will kill you AND me if you touch them!”

Y/n? who the fuck was y/n?

“ um who’s y/n?” Eddies curiosity got the best of him.

“ oh shit I forgot to tell you Um… y/n’s my sister she’s still home during the break but she won’t bother you hell she’s barely home and when she is she’s in her room” Robin just so happened to forget to mention her sister will be home.

“ your sisters home!? Bu..but I’m I fugitive what If she calls the cops or freaks out or something!?” Eddie was freaking out now pacing back and forth in the garage. The music was definitely not just in his head anymore.

“Ok dude chill, she definitely won’t call the cops she hates cops, and you don’t have to worry about all that other stuff she knows about everything we went through cuz well she helped us last time. Once I explain everything to her she’ll be totally chill about it and like I said you’ll probably barley see her” Robin was right you hated cops especially since one busted you for selling weed to a 9th grade 2 years ago and you got a record, you also did know about the upside down and El and the mind flare you knew everything.

“Yeah Eddie it’s okay y/n knows everything, she’s really chill and cool you’ll be fine here” Dustin was still trying to keep Eddie calm.

Robin nodded her head and everyone headed into Robins house single file. The music got louder and louder as they walked through the house. The stopped one the reached the living room and Robin headed into the kitchen which was were the music was coming from, the volume was turned down and everyone could hear the conversation between the Buckley siblings.

Robin walked in and noticed you making food then instantly starting rambling

“Y/n I need you to listen to me, something has happened I don’t know all the details yet but I’m pretty sure it has something to do with the upside down and you know how Eddie Munson is a suspect in Chrissy’s murder well it’s all connected and we need to keep him away from the cops hehe cops right I know you hate cops but um well we needed to find him a safe place and since mom and dad are gone I said well oh I have a safe place so that led to us throwing Eddie Munson into Steve’s trunk and driving him here so this can be his safe place and I know your not home a lot anyways so Um yeah Eddie’s gonna stay here for a bit while we figure out what’s going on”

You just stared at you sister processing everything Robin just blurted at you.

You finally spoke up. “ okay whatever just make sure he doesn’t touch my coke or I’ll gauge his eyes out in his sleep” you turned back to making your food and turning your music back up.

“ um are you gonna come say hi?” Robin asked you once she realized you really didn’t care that much.

“ eh i don’t know” you were still focused on your food.

“Dustin and Max are here.” With that you quickly stoped what you were doing and turned around fully to face your sister, Dustin and Max are your favourite kids from the group well then and Will but you spent a lot of time with Dustin and Max, you taught Dustin some cool techniques for DnD and you always took Max with you to the record store.

“Well why the fuck didn’t you start with that” you walked past your sister practically running into the living room tackling Dustin and Max into a hug. “ ahhh my children are here it’s been so long”

“Y/n you literally saw me yesterday” Dustin was struggling to breath with how tight you were hugging them. Max just laughed.

When you broke away from the hug Eddie’s eyes were glued to you, he’s seen you once or twice at school before but you graduated last year, you were wearing a old Metallica tee shirt and shorts your hair was messy and he noticed you didn’t look like Robin at all, you were beautiful and different than all the other girls that live in Hawkins. You had a nose piercing and it really suited your face, he also noticed your ink a small tattoo on ur right wrist and a large piece on your left forearm.

After saying hello to Nancy and Steve you body slowly turned to Eddie “ Hey, I’m y/n” you stuck your hand out to Eddie, he took your smaller hand into his larger one and shook it.

“Hi um I I’m uh” Eddie was nervous. Why was he nervous??

“Eddie Munson. I know” you gave him a small smile and released his hand.

“Right yeah I mean everyone knows who the town freak is” he scratched the back of his neck.

“Nah that’s not it, I mean I just know cuz I used to see your band play at the bar”

Eddie was stunned, you? You’ve seen his band play? You went to the shittiest bar around and seen him play?

“And beside if anyone’s a freak in this town it’s probably me” you mouth curved into a teasing smirk and Eddie thought his heart was beating out of his chest hearing you say those words

Maybe this actually was his safe house.

[earl-grey-by-the-lake]

Random Glitch Trio Headcanons

(aka i'm in my idw sonic brainrot era and remembered i have a tumblr to dump stuff in)

Starline

• Really into long baths (the type with candles and rose petals everywhere)

• Would be obsessed with Lush bath bombs if they existed in Sonic's world

• Acts really pretentious about music, books, films, etc., only claiming to like highly obscure and experimental stuff (bonus points if it's technically complex). While he does genuinely like this stuff, he's also a fan of more 'popular' music like disney songs (or would be if they existed in Sonic's world), musicals and 80s synth.

• I could weirdly see him being into old detective novels/movies, e.g.- Poirot

• He doesn't like science fiction because it tends to be wildly inaccurate

• Spends hours daily doing his hair and makeup even if he knows he's about to get into a fight which will inevitably mess it up again (if he's going to get his hands dirty he might as well look good doing it)

• Had an emo phase in his undergrad years, refuses to talk about it

• Claims to strongly dislike cursing (it's vulgar and juvenile) but swears like a sailor when he's angry or drunk (I stole this one off the Bumblekast but come on)

• Occasionally gets drunk (he normally drinks wine because it's classy but switches to whiskey when he's in a bad mood) and makes extremely unhinged vlogs ranting about stuff, mainly Eggman (e.g.- why doesn't he notice me after everything I've done for him, why does he love his robots more than me, what does Metal Sonic have that I don't, etc...) This happened a lot during their divorce arc

• His ideal date would be a classic romantic candlelit dinner, bonus points if there is singing involved. However there is absolutely no one who could meet his impossible standards for a romantic partner except maybe Eggman and even then he's on thin ice

• Probably a good dancer

• Feels a sense of superiority over extremely 'chaotic' individuals (e.g.- Eggman, Orbot and Cubot, Rough and Tumble, his adopted children), hence why he tends to gravitate towards them. He has a habit of trying to correct and fix other people to show off how put together he is (spoiler alert: he is not put together whatsoever)

• Hopelessly addicted to caffeine

Surge

• Into shounen manga

• Has tried vaping before for the sole purpose of pissing off Starline

• Likes J-rock, metalcore and punk music

• Not really into movies or books because they're long and boring. Her attention span is like 5 minutes max, hence why she prefers comics and manga

• If she was forced to watch a movie, she'd go for a really over the top silly horror movie. she's easily scared by psychological horror/anything with a lot of jumpscares though (not that she would admit it in a million years)

• Likes spicy food and sushi

• Has shoplifted before and will do it again

• Commits arson on a regular basis, Kit frequently depletes his water reservoir trying to put out the fires before Starline finds out

• Would shop at Hot Topic

• Her ideal date would be something super energetic like paintball or laser tag. She would then proceed to get excessively competitive (read: violent) and scare off any potential suitors.

• Starline once took her and Kit to a Disneyland equivalent for 'family bonding'. She used her super speed to cut the lines, made a rollercoaster go faster with her electric powers (because it was too slow- boring!) causing it to derail and almost murder the several children unfortunate enough to be on the ride with her, and set fire to at least one food stand. All three of them are now banned for life.

• She would probably hang out with the Babylon Rogues from time to time

• Unlike Starline and Kit she is a morning person, and is extra loud and obnoxious around them at this time of day just to be an asshole (Kit doesn't mind though)

Kit

• Likes reading technical manuals/long academic texts (aka Surge's worst nightmare)

• Really into horror, especially psychological and body horror (he would really like Junji Ito manga), but doesn't get to watch horror movies much because Surge doesn't like them

• He doesn't like music that much, if he had to listen to something he would prefer white noise because he finds the repetitive sound comforting

• Doesn't really have any food preferences but he likes coffee

• Secretly returns the stuff Surge shoplifts because he feels guilty

• Likes tinkering with bits of tech in his free time

• On the aforementioned 'family bonding' trip, Kit almost murdered the employees of a haunted house because they startled Surge (not that she would ever admit it), contributing to the lifelong ban

• Sometimes stays up all night reading or working on a project, he always looks tired during the day because he doesn't get much sleep

• His ideal date would be a non-existent one because he can't be away from Surge for more than 5 minutes without feeling anxious (also he's like 8). However he would probably stalk Surge on her date and try to sabotage it because he doesn't trust the other person to treat her right

• Is going to have an emo phase in a few years' time, following in the footsteps of his father (ik he's already emo but I mean like he'll start getting more into the music and fashion)

• Is actually capable of being pretty snarky but is too shy to say most of it out loud (he mocks Starline relentlessly in his head though)

[chrisbitchtree]

The One With the Reunion

Pt. 1

For Harringrove Week Day 7

Prompts - It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To and Steve Harrington's Childhood Treehouse

1k - T

***

“Billy, wait!” Steve called, as he watched Billy exit the patio door of Steve’s parents house, through the backyard, and into the woods bordering their property, heading for his old favourite hiding place, the treehouse Steve’s father had built for him when he was young. It had acted as Billy’s refuge through countless fights when they’d first gotten together and were young and too stupid to realize that biting each other’s heads off over every little thing was no way to have a successful relationship.

Steve trudged after him through the wet yard, still in just his socks. Getting to Billy was more important than having dry feet. He’d almost gotten to the tree house when Billy started pulling the rope ladder up into the structure, cutting off Steve’s access.

“Billy, can I please come up and talk?”

“No! Go away, Steve, especially if you have her with you.”

Steve sighed. “I promise I’m alone, baby. Please, can I come up?”

“Maybe,” came Billy’s reply. “Just give me a minute.”

Ok, good. Billy just needed some time. Steve could work with that.

***

It was supposed to be a great day. The best of days, really. Billy’s 30th birthday. Steve had been prepared to give Billy the be all end all of birthday gifts by reuniting Billy with his mother, after Steve and Max had secretly and tirelessly for over three years to track her down to where she was living just outside Reno.

She’d agreed to travel to Hawkins for Billy’s birthday, so that they could meet, and Steve was thankful that he’d at least arranged for her to come over and meet Billy with just Steve, he and Billy’s daughter Leila, and Max and Lucas by his side. He’d gotten Billy to take that day off work under the guise of setting up for the party.

His mother had been waiting in the house with Steve’s parents, and when he’d entered the kitchen and saw her standing there, his initial reaction was shocked silence, followed by shouting at her for five minutes, before fleeing out into the yard.

***

When Steve had first asked how Billy would feel about trying to find his mother, he’d told Steve that he didn’t really feel very strongly either way at that point. He was curious to know more about her, and to find out why she’d left him alone with Neil, but her absence no longer left a gaping hole in his chest.

Not long after that, they’d officially adopted Leila, and wanting to give Billy closure and give Leila as complete of a picture of her family as he could, he’d set out on his search, roping in Max to help. The only information they’d had to go on was that her first name was Mary, her maiden name was Smith, and that when Billy had last seen her, she’d been slim, with long, blonde hair.

It turned out that there were a lot of Mary Smiths in the country, and while less, a shocking amount of Susan Hargroves too.

Steve and Max had called every single one they could get a phone number for, crossing off anyone that was too old or too young, or was only a Smith by marriage or a Hargrove at birth. It had been a long and arduous search, resulting in a lot of dead ends, until they spoke to a young Mary Smith who informed them that her aunt, also named Mary, but going by the name of her second husband, Fitzgerald, fit the description of Billy’s mother.

Steve’s first conversation with her had been difficult, as Steve struggled to not tell her she should have tried harder to take Billy with her, even as she recounted the threats of physical violence against herself and Billy when she’d tried to leave Neil and take Billy with her. He couldn’t really judge her for making choices that he hadn’t been around for, though. He had to believe she thought she was making the right choice at the time.

Steve had to admit that he’d been really impressed with how well she’d held her own as Billy had screamed in her face, unleashing years of pent up anger, sadness, frustration, and feelings of neglect. She’d stood there, letting him get it all out, then standing back as Steve chased Billy. It couldn’t have been easy on her to hear all that, even as valid as Billy’s feelings were.

***

Just as Steve was contemplating going back to the house to grab his shoes, or maybe a coat, he heard the trap door creak open and the latter dropped down, almost hitting him in the head. He could hear Billy let out a wet snort above him as he jumped out of the way.

He grabbed the ladder and heaved himself up, shaking the whole time, waiting for one of the ropes to snap. The treehouse was twenty-five years old at this point, and the rope had never been replaced, and Steve was not a small man, certainly a lot less slim than he’d been in high school.

He managed to make it to the top and clambered inside, thankful for solid boards beneath his feet. He found Billy huddled in the corner, arms wrapped around him for warmth.

“Hey,” Steve greeted him. “Can I come over there?”

Billy nodded and Steve walked over to him, stooped down low so as not to hit the ceiling. Steve pulled Billy into his arms, and held him, rubbing his back.

“I’m sorry, baby, when I asked if you’d be interested in meeting her, you seemed ok with it. I didn’t mean to upset you with this.”

“I know,” Billy sighed. “I just wasn’t expecting it to ever actually happen, so I hadn’t fully prepared myself for it. When I saw her standing there, it all came pouring out, you know? She hurt me, and that’s hard to forgive.”

“I know, Billy. You never deserved that, and I’m sorry that it happened. I can tell her to go if you want. It’s completely up to you.”

“No,” Billy said, shaking his head. “She’s already here. I might as well at least talk to her. But just hold me a while first?”

“Of course, of course I can do that.”

[kiteslover]

HxH DAD HEADCANONS

Leorio

* Oh come on, if you didn’t already have an idea of how good of a dad this man would be you haven’t watched the show

* Leorio would be the biggest hypeman, protector, and supporter of his child it’s absurd

* If the child was a boy they would get up to so many mischievous acts when he grows up

* Whether that be eating icecream at 4am in the morning while his partner is passed out in the other room from having to deal with two very exhausting males

* Or running around the house with the kid on Leorio’s shoulders and almost knocking over every breakable item in there

* If the child was a girl, Leorio would be WAY more protective of her

* He’d be supervising her at the park and another little boy comes up to her and starts playing

* He would IMMEDIATELY walk over and give him the stink eye, telling him “I’m watching you” even though he’s like- 4 and probably cant even speak anyways

* He spends as much time as he can with her though in his time off, and he will agree to do anything with her like play dress up or have a tea time with her stuffed animals

* Whatever the case, Leorio has a really hard time saying no to his child. His partner would definitely have to be the more strict parent if they didn’t want the child to grow up rambunctious af

* I’m sure that as time went on, Leorio would gradually find it easier to be more stern after the initial baby fever went away

* He’s tired as hell all the time with his work mixed with being a parent, but he sucks it up because every minute he gets to spend with his kid is worth it

* He wants like- 4 kids max, but he knows it will probably be less from how busy he is

* Also side note Gon would be VERY present in this child’s life since he’s basically Leorio’s other son anyways, Gon and the kid would pretty much be siblings

Kurapika

* Sorry to all of yall who want kurapika babies but I genuinely feel like Kurapika would not want kids and would not enjoy being a father

* Kurapika would be rather strict as a parent if he had to have kids at some point, whether this was a semi adoptive relationship or his s/o had to take care of a kid

* He’s pretty distant at first and really hesitant to show much affection, he knows how much time and effort having a child takes and he’s really not willing to do that as it will interfere with his mission

* But as time goes on, Kurapika becomes more accustomed with the idea of showing kindness and love. He’s not very keen on doing it by words, but he does a lot through actions whether that be changing the kids diaper or always driving them where they need to go

* Kurapika is quite knowledgeable, so he’d be great at actually caring for the kid. He would make sure he’s prepared for this for the child’s sake, but he doesn’t really want to have to put all this effort in

* The kid is always taken care of physically, but not always mentally. Kurapika isn’t an extremely emotionally supportive person just because he’s more reserved and doesn’t enjoy sappy moments all that much, so you wouldn’t expect him to be like “i love you so much im so proud of you yas slay” (like leorio lmfao)

* Absolutely NO baby talk. None. This man talks to his child like they’re a full grown adult

* “Why are you crying?” *sigh* “You just ate 10 minutes ago. If you’re still hungry you need to tell me with words, not screaming.”

* This child is like 1 they can’t even speak

* He says it almost jokingly, he knows he’s talking to himself and that the kid can’t respond but he’s just thinking out loud

* Eventually he grows to be okay with having a kid, and he doesn’t want the child to think they are a burden to him at all. He’s still pretty distant, but the as the kid grows and understands more, they will always know that Kurapika does indeed love them, just in his own, subtle ways.

Hisoka

* What the fuck is anyone doing going and getting knocked up by hisoka and actually wanting him to stay in this kid’s life

* Sorry but once again, Hisoka would NOT be an excellent father. He wouldn’t be horrible, but he wouldn’t be great either.

* He would not choose to be a father if he had the choice, but let’s say in this scenario some random factor forces him to take care of a kid

* When he first gets the kid, he’s completely uneducated on how to take care of them so he treats them like a full fledged adult.

* He gets frustrated by the fact that there’s hardly any communication occurring, and plus the child is weak af so how could this be entertaining to Hisoka

* Hisoka is all about doing things because he finds them enjoyable, and raising a child is NOT enjoyable to him

* Let’s be honest there would be some serious neglect occuring here and he’d probably get CPS called on him

* He’d leave the mfer in their crib for like- hours and then come back and complain that he has to change their diaper

* When the child finally starts to become more independent, Hisoka actually is intrigued and starts to become more involved in their life

* Hisoka likes to take them wherever he goes, which is not exactly the best for the kid but he doesn’t really care.

* The one thing Hisoka is actually good at is protecting the kid. Despite him taking the kid into dangerous situations, he always keeps them out of lethal danger. Sure he’ll let them get a scratch or two, but their life will always be protected.

* Hisoka allows his child a lot of freedom because quite frankly- he doesn’t care. Hisoka has always done what hisoka wants so why should it be any different for his kid?

* At the end of the day he doesn’t really feel that bonded to the child- But he finds them interesting, interesting enough to keep them in his life

* By the time the kid has grown, they will learn to value Hisoka as the person who raised them but there’s not a lot of familial love. Both would be okay with that and I think the kid might turn out a little crazy but overall fine. They’d definitely fight in battles together cause God knows Hisoka probably raised this kid as a crazy powerful Nen user

Chrollo

* ANOTHER BAD ONE. Jesus christ phantom troupe arc characters are not good fathers

* No I’m kidding (🤥), Chrollo wouldn’t be too horrible actually

* Chrollo, similarly to Kurapika and Hisoka, would probably not choose to have a child

* But if he were forced to, he would not mind it that much.

* He’d keep the child around him for their protection, but he would not give them much attention. He doesn’t mind tending to their physical needs but he will not go above and beyond for them emotionally.

* When the child grows, he starts teaching them a lot about life and how to protect themselves. I think he enjoys having the privilege of guiding someone else through life because it intrigues him to see how a child turns out with his parenting style

* He grants the child independence and usually says yes to most of the kid’s requests, but its more of in a “yes but ask your other parent” way (even if the other parent is not present)

* Not that much of an emotionally unavailable dickhead, I think he’d be more inclined to actually be kind to his child rather than treat them coldly. He’s okay with spending time with them, but he makes sure they’re not a burden to him by making them independent

* The child will probably be pretty quiet considering how quiet Chrollo is. I think the kid would probably pick up the same habits as him like reading to entertain themselves since Chrollo isn’t very attentive.

* By the time the kid grows up, they’ll probably still be close to Chrollo but not really emotionally. It’s more like “Yeah, that’s my dad. He’s okay.”

* They’d definitely appreciate all he has taught them in life, but i think there’d still be much left to be desired in terms of his parenting

* Because the kid is older now, Chrollo doesn’t see much reason to keep being involved in their life so he just grows kind of distant and lets them make their own choices now

* Chrollo still acknowledges them, but he’s not gonna like give a weekly checkup call or anything.

* Overall, the kid would turn out okay and Chrollo at least passed at raising a kid

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Thank you for reading! I am going to do the Chimera arc characters next and maybe an aged up Gon and Killua too. Lmk if you guys want anyone else :)

[darkimpala1897]

Munver story idea.

I would write this but I feel like this isn't my story to write, besides I wouldn't do it justice.

Anyway what if Jason had powers?

So he was adopted, there was no record of his birth parents he was just thrusted into the system as an infant.

A pastor and his wife couldn't have children so they adopted Jason when he was a year and half.

When he was five that's when the nightmares started, it was his aunt drowning in Lovers Lake he begged his parents to listen to him. But they didn't and a week later Jason's aunt was found drowned in Lovers Lake the police deemed it an accident but Jason's parents well they thought differently.

They thought Jason was possessed by Satan himself, so they basically traumatized their son trying to get the "demon" out, after that he kept the nightmares to himself.

Over the years he saw his dog dying, his moms accident, his grandmothers cancer, his grandfather death and so on and so forth.

He threw himself into religion trying to repress the visions which were getting worse and he started taking anything to stop the headaches and the nightmares.

When he was sixteen it moved into his hands, Andy broke his arm and he was terrified but all Jason had to do was touch him and he calmed almost immediately.

The visions of Chrissy dying started when he was seventeen, he saw her on Eddie's ceiling he saw as every bone in her body snapped. He tried saving her by loving her because he thought maybe if he loved her hard enough it wouldn't happen.

When he turned eighteen it moved into his voice, he was able to get anyone to do what he wanted even when they didn't want to. He never used it against someone intill he used it against Eddie.

By the time March rolled around, his visions got worse, so did the headaches to the point they started happening when he was awake. He would get horrible nose bleeds afterwards.

Chrissy wasn't just getting drugs for herself but also Jason because she sees how much he's struggling.

After Chrissy died everything got worse, he saw Fred dying, Patrick, Max. He thought it was his fault mostly because Chrissy wouldn't stop haunting his nightmares, he was getting little to no sleep because she would appear on the ceiling going.

"You knew I was going to die a year before I did and you still let this happened, I thought you loved me."

And well that was enough to make him snap.

He tried using his powers on Eddie but they didn't work on Eddie not at all.

So the question is why didn't they work on Eddie? Is Jason like Eleven? Was he just born cursed or is it more sinister than that?

@munvermaniac

[sterlingarcher23]

El vs Vecna - Star Wars & Legend of Korra

Starting with the final fight, it's similar to Star Wars IV (One even has an almost metallic sounding, distorted voice):

Switching to Legend of Korra

The first confrontation between Anakin & Obi-Wan - note how because of Empire strikes back Anakins adopted another name. Like the party nicknamed One/Henry/Henry 2(?) after a DnD character.

Well, he was her brother, he was the chosen "One".

During the first fight they switched to moments inspired by memory of Aang which Korra remembers that shows a specific type of Bloodbending (capable of taking bending abilities.) This Bloodbending became his mind absorption power.

In the mind lair fight it's kinda a switching around between two different LoK fights. Korra vs Amon and vs Unavaatu.

The editing is different but those shots look very similar and the events, like Amon trying to take Mako's Bending abilities and Korra interfering by unleashing Airbending or Unavaatu dissolving look extremely alike.

They clearly staged these confrontations as first and final encounters.

There's no denying, if you know the scenes from Legend of Korra they are clearly in Stranger Things (like other elements)

It should be noted that it were the Stranger Things writers that once tweeted "My favorite ship is korrasami" (which says that they have watched the show and are aware of the comics) and while some found only a single line that is similar Mike says to Will, a line from a letter, there's more, in fact so much more from Legend of Korra and how it influenced Stranger Things especially in regards to El & Max:

Besides both franchises share taoistic influences presenting us El & Vecna as inverses/mirrors of each other.

Obviously Star Wars is also in the mix and what happened to Obi-Wan again?

He became a ghost. A spiritual advisor.

Oh, yes, he vanished....

"Season 5 like S1...on steroids" - Someone vanishes into another dimension at the start.

[wrenthemoralfander]

Headcanons based on My DBD Ships:

Trigger warning: mentions of self harm.

HuntBird (Huntress x Kate Denson)

Kate is always making little tunes for Anna. Anna likes it when her bird sings for her. 

Anna likes it Kate cooks; Kate… doesn’t always like when Anna cooks because it makes her a little sick. She gently explained this to Anna. 

Clown is never allowed near Kate unless he wants a hatchet thrown at him. (That’s Anna’s woman dammit.)

Anna is very possessive of Kate. Territorial almost. 

Plays The song her mother saying to her as a child when Anna is having trouble sleeping/is having a bad day. If Kate is having a bad day, Anna brings her gifts.

Aceslinger (Ace x Caleb Quinn/Deathslinger)

Ace and Caleb are the old men of the group, One’s joyful, one’s cranky, and Caleb hates it when that’s pointed out to him. 

Both have collectively adopted Nea. She’s their kid now. 

Ace claims to be the big spoon, but he knows damn well he’s a small spoon.

Caleb makes a mean steak. Ace make some mean Milanesa a Caballo. (An Argentina recipe involving fried beef/chicken with fried eggs on top often served with fries on the side) (Hope I described it correctly, )

Both to poker together, but Ace knows better than to cheat when Caleb’s winning. He doesn’t want to die. 

Ace did try to cut himself, because he felt like he was worthless and Nea and Caleb would be better off without him. Caleb did not leave his side for the next few weeks after saving him, and knocking some sense into Ace. 

Despite Ace’s charm, the Frisky Tango does not happen often. When it does, Caleb calls the shots. Not that Ace complains.

If Ace has a bad day, he’s allowed to have a drink. If Caleb has had a bad day, he gets extra cuddles and kisses. There’s a system and the men follow it well. 

HillFlower (Hillbilly x Claudette)

(I’m calling it HillFlower because honestly that’s a cute name and I think it’s very fitting.) 

Claudette often makes pies for everyone, however she noticed Max only stole her apple pies so she made a second pie and pointed out which one was for him, and which one was for the others. This has not stopped him from stealing her pies, but he appreciates the attempts.

Claudette Does regular optional therapy with Max.

Never raises her voice at him. She’s gentle when she speaks to him. 

She stopped Max from hitting himself with a brick several times. 

He often hurts anyone else who enters the barn without Claudette. If they’re with Claudette, they’re safe… for now. 

Claudette Stims a lot, and Hillbilly is fascinated by it. 

If Hillbilly has a bad day, he just hangs around Claudette a bit and he feels better. If Claudette has a bad day, he makes her food. 

???(Haddie x Tarhos Kovacs/The Knight)

(I… genuinely… don’t know what to call this ship to be honest)

Haddie is allowed to do whatever she wants, but if she gets hurt on the job, Tarhos lectures The Dredge and tells them to be nicer to her.

Haddie is allowed to speak to Vittorio, but only while the knight/his crew are present. It is not that he doesn’t trust Haddie, it is that he doesn’t trust the noble. 

The crew often make sure Haddie is healthy. They know if she’s sick, Tarhos will lose his shit slowly while he takes care of her.

Haddie is his personal barber.

The dredge is the only reason they don’t do anything risky. The Dredge is also the reason Tarhos checks the closet before Haddie sleeps.

Crowffiti (Artist x Nea Karlsson)

(This ship name is perfect.)

Artist often sketches Nea when she’s sitting and thinking.

Nea has started calling her wifey, originally to piss her off, only to find out that Artist loves being called wifey.

The crows are their babies.

Doesn’t do the frisky tango, because Artist is worried about poisoning Nea through the ink. 

Nea has tried to kill herself a few times, Artist won’t let her. The first time it happened, Artist had to physically draw a small comic to explain what happened. Ace and Caleb were upset and worried about their kid.

The artist paint things, and Nea makes it brighter, while being careful around Carmina’s work. 

The two are constantly drawing each other.

When Nea has a bad day, Artist draws whatever she wants. When Artist has a bad day, Nea plays with her hair and compliments her wife. 

[incyrayinc]

Deceiver ontogeny (pretty fuckin' alien)

Deceivers have a really weird asymmetric life cycle different from that of other sophonts, and more closely resembling the min-maxed life cycles of some insects. They speedrun intelligence at the cost of pretty much everything. They're also solitary and VIOLENTLY territorial, so parental care, while intense, is indirect- more like a solitary bee or wasp building a nest and stocking it with food for the larva.

The nest doesn't actually have to be a tube, this was just my first concept. More likely, they'd build a bunker library.

Deceivers have a superprecocial, asymmetric, min-maxed ontogeny, particularly with regards to their minds. Deceivers hatch with highly developed hardware running software in a blank-slate state, and proceed to consume educational material stored in the incubation tube in a non-stop, caterpillar-like manner. Newly hatched Deceivers are less like newborn sophonts of other species, and more like a blank computer booted up for the first time. Personality development does not even BEGIN until AFTER hatching from the tube, and Deceivers themselves do not tend to think of tube-bound larvae as people, but rather, more like the potentiality of a person.

Deceivers are weird among sophonts, as although they are naturally solitary (and in a wild state would be so territorial as to kill and eat each other on sight when not mating), they have incredible language acquisition and usage abilities normally involved in their hunting strategy. Deceivers also use this ability in their only parental care behavior- the practice of constructing bunker nests of some kind to house larvae, with accompanying supplies of educational material to last for YEARS and sufficiently prepare the larva for life. Subadult and adult Deceivers posses a strong urge to compile and collect knowledge, as building a sufficient store with which to raise a larva requires YEARS of work, enough to assemble a library.

Literacy and language are so crucial for Deceivers that they literally cannot successfully reproduce without such means to transmit knowledge, and they will preserve some means of written communication even forced to survive in the harshest conditions. They do not invent their own writing or other language systems, however; Deceivers instead adopt those used by prey.

Deceiver nests are goldmines for archeology, as they tend to preserve massive repositories of information within. Intensely detailed records of culture, language, scientific knowledge- all stashed away in what is often an underground, fortified bunker library built to withstand the tests of time and even the largest burrowing monsters. Not only that, but a Deceiver nest almost always contains means to LEARN several languages, allowing for an incredible wealth of translation to become possible.

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Infographic showing Deceiver lifecycle from incubation to adulthood. A crude sketch shows a small tentacle monster (larval Deceiver) next to a pair of human feet/legs, showing how it is similar in size to a small cat. A note pointing to it from the main infrographic reads: 'All this, for larva.'

The main infographic is a timeline graph showing the phases of a Deceiver's life cycle, along with the rate of its growth in size and intelligence. Intelligence is shown to consistently increase rapidly before plateauing in early adulthood, while size grows very slowly before speeding up dramatically in the late teenage years. The incubation period lasts for about 3 years, after which the tube-bound 'baby' stage lasts for between 3 and 6 years. The juvenile stage that happens after the Deceiver hatches from the tube lasts for 10 years, and the subadult stage 6 years. In total, the whole ontogengy from egg to adult takes between 19 and 21 years.

Accompanying notes on each stage read: '(Incubation) Incubation is super long to basically skip early childhood for maximum efficiency.' '(Tube/baby) Intelligence starts out comparable to a human 8 yr old; every waking moment is spent learning to speedrun language and survival tactic acquisition. They don’t even waste time when sleeping. Hatchling Deceiver dreams are spent analyzing yesterday’s data. They are very mechanical at this stage, with no personality whatsoever- only Learning, like a beby neural net. If all available learning material has been learned before 6 years, the larva will enter a state of semi-hibernation non-stop eating and sleeping to grow as fast as possible, as the goal of this stage is learning, not growth, and is wasted if not spent learning. 3 years is the minimum that would occur if no learning material was provided, and the larva brain detects it is not receiving new information.' '(Juvenile) This is the true childhood stage, despite the fact that a Deceiver ‘child’ has the intelligence of an early human teen. They are smart enough to do a lot of clever things, but severely lacking in lived experience and wisdom. Despite the higher intelligence, this stage should be treated like a human child. Juvenile is the most dangerous stage of Deceivers life; it is when they are mastering survival and VERY vulnerable to being killed by prey. Juvenile Deceivers are very smart- but also very gullible and prone to making mistakes. Most Deceivers die as juveniles, much like with other wild animals…' '(Sudadult) This is the teen stage, and should be treated as such- again despite the higher intelligence. Deceivers speedrun smartness during early life, though by this point it plateaus with just a few fine tunings left, much like humans. Basic intelligence is really high (human adult-like), but decision making is still pretty dumb. The end of this is also the stage at which Deceiver puberty happens, which consists mostly of rapid growth, followed by gonad development (they start growing snail lovedarts and internal gonads- this part lags way behind because all their energy has been spent speedrunning intelligence and wisdom).'

Another, cruder version of this chart has different notes pertaining to the Deceiver character Veri's early life, with notes reading: '(tube-mid juvenile) Veri lives like a normal Deceiver.' '(mid juvenile-late subadult) Veri is abducted and tormented by an illegal beast-baiting/venatio ring. Veri escapes by killing their master and torching the arena. How long this lasts subject to change.' '(late subadult-early adulthood) Veri attempts to return to normalcy, but cannot due to their evaluation that causing harm is evil… and their need to eat souls conflicts with that.' '(early adulthood) Veri meets Leo (who initially assumed them a threat and tries to kill them), an adventurer who decides to help Veri upon learning Veri’s been trying to find a way to survive without causing net harm.'

An additional lifecycle chart shows the ontogeny of a human, with the many phases labeled: (infant) 0-2.5 yrs - baby; 2.5-5 yrs - toddler; (kid) 5-10 yrs - kid; 10-13 yrs - older kid; (subadult) 13-15 yrs - pre-teen; 15-18 yrs - teen; 18 yrs - legal adult; (adult) 18-20+ yrs - adult. Accompanying notes read: 'The human has a pretty steady growth rate in both size and intelligence. Deceivers do not have this; their ontogeny is asymmetric and min/maxed, growing slowly through early life, but increasing in intelligence rapidly from the get-go, before plateauing and FINALLY starting to grow quickly. They stay small for a long time, are freakishly smart compared to a human of that age, then suddenly growth spurt like a caterpillar once they reach critical smartness mass. The whole ontogenic setup is geared to become smart enough to kill a sophont as fast as possible, with as little risk of making a dumb kid mistake As Possible.' END ID]