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katealpha · 2 years ago

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Two months had gone by since Raya had spent her time meditating in her blue dress. The baby had grown noticeably bigger, and she was now past the projected due date, making her officially overdue. Her loved ones were now predicting that Raya would indeed be having the same gestation time that Sisu had. An entire year. That meant two months to go, and more growing would come with it. Raya couldn’t get this dragon out of her body soon enough as she slowly trudged out of her bedroom door, the dim morning light showing her the way into the hallway. The frizzling rain outside provided a pleasant noise to distract from the irritated growls of hunger exuding from her taut tummy.

The young woman yawned and stretched up both arms, her brow furrowed with as she felt a popping sensation in her lower back. This aching was now a normal thing for her at this point. It was almost constant, even. After her stretch, her hands lowered down and held the sides of her belly, feeling her size. Raya simply couldn’t believe how big she was now. She was now roughly Sisu’s size even she was due with her pup. She just couldn’t get her eyes off the tan bump that had slowly expanded fourth from her core. A rumble from within signified that it was time for breakfast, and lots of it. Being pregnant with a dragon imparted the appetite of a dragon into herself. Raya stepped forward and around into the blue and gold hallway of her palace’s second floor.

Raya slowly walked through the hallway, feeling nostalgic to her days as a girl being here before the Druun ruined her teenage years, leaving this place abandoned to decay and become overgrown. But now, it was back the way it was before. Her moment of solitary peace came to an end however when suddenly, something appeared to her left from the guest doorway. Before the princess could even turn her head, her closest friend Sisu was already bumping into her side with her infectious smile, her raspy voice reverberating around the palace halls. The Former last dragon had been living with Raya since Kumandra was made whole, and much of her time was spent in her human form, which was now a second skin for the dragon to get around the palace easier.

“Woah! You’re up early, mama Raya!” The dragoness in human form slid out from her bedroom and right up against Raya’s side, making sure she didn’t ram into her best friend.

Raya grunted softly and smirked before she gave a shove to Sisu with a thrust of her hips, getting her off for the time being. She didn’t mind Sisu touching her, but she liked to be feisty with her friends. “Good morning, Sisu. You know I went to sleep early. I ate way too much last night at the banquet.”

“No kidding! I think you ate more than me, and I was in my normal form for that dinner party. How’re you feeling now??” Sisu rasped, her voice hoarse and easy to recognize.

“Like a toot’n boom beetle that’s about to go boom. Is that a good description?” She quirked her brown, resting her hand atop her belly as she began to slowly walk down the hallway.

“HAHAHA!! Good one! I was gonna say you look like an overfilled water-skin with a big fish swimming around that’s not meant to be in there.” Sisu leaned back against her pregnant friend, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

“That’s actually pretty spot on. I’m just hopping I don’t pop and rip open. The baby dragon likes to wiggle around more with each day that goes by. I don’t know if my body can handle much more.” The princess gazed down to her belly as she rested her other hand on top of it.

Sisu could hear that little snippet of dread in Raya’s voice. She knew it was s fear that existed in all mothers who were expecting their babies. The fear that things will go wrong, and that they may not be able to see the fruits of their labor, literally. The dragoness understood this feeling completely, not only from having experienced a pregnancy herself, but also learning what happened to Raya’s own mother. Why she wasn’t around at all. She didn’t want her friend to be worried too much. Sisu smiled and patted Raya’s shoulder.

“Hey don’t think like that, girl. I know dragon pups are big and strong, but so are you. You’re the strongest person I know, Raya. You’ll ride out whatever storm they cause in there and you’ll give birth to the coolest dragon this generation has scene.” Sisu grinned with pride and support towards her friend.

Raya smiled back warmly, taking a deep breath of relief. She felt better having heard these words of comfort from Sisu. She’d been having the odd disturbing thought about things that could happen in such an unorthodox pregnancy, but she knew these were just that: Thoughts. Raya knew deep down that Sisu nor any of the other dragons would let her get hurt doing this.

“Awww…Thanks Sisu, I really appreciate that. Hopefully they’ll be as cool as you are.” Raya once again smiled, bumping her hip against the human dragon.

“Nah! They’ll be as cool as their mama is when she’s swingin’ that sword around! Even when you’ve got this belly, you’re still training with that thing like a champ!” Sisu grinned and gave Raya’s belly a poke, inciting a wriggle from the dragon within.

“I’ve gotta stay in shape somehow, Sisu! Can’t let my weight get in the way so my figure is ruined after I push them out. I know not to push too hard, but it’s still good to get in the arms and cardio. I just wish Namaari were here. She’d make a great training partner.” She sighed. Raya and Namaari had gotten closer since they reconciled, but didn’t meet all that often.

“Pfft!” Sisu snorted. “If Namaari found out that YOU are this far along with a baby DRAGON…I think she’d faint at the sight of you!”

Raya gave a brief belly laugh as she and Sisu approached the steps towards the first floor where their breakfast awaited them. “I think she would!”

With that, she held onto the railing and began her slow decent down the steps, holding onto her big belly with one hand as Sisu helped her down. Down to eat for two…or at least that’s what she thought…

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Here’s part 2 of this little series I’m doing on Raya! I always loved her and Sisu’s dynamic in the film and wanted to capture that here. Julius-Rocks delivers once again an amazing piece. Both look simply stunning and I hope you’ll agree! Stay tuned for part 3 where we’ll be seeing Raya at her absolute zenith!

#disney #animated movies #raya and the last dragon #raya sisu #sisu the dragon #pregnant #pregnancy

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orynamulty · 8 months ago

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I promised to tell you about my character, this post is about Daenys.

How I came up with it;

One evening last year, I was sitting and remembering my life and I remembered Nexo knights. Then I rewatched it (since I didn’t remember almost anything from there), and my thoughts started spinning and bam!the outlines of the character appeared in my head! (damn, I’m a master at writing where it all began😆). To be even more honest, my love for Jestro was resurrected. (I'm not kidding) And from that day I began to think about ff, but for several months I did not dare to start.

When I was thinking about what to name the character, the first thing that came to my mind was Daenys. (then I rewatched season 1 of House of the Dragon, it is my main source of inspiration). From the beginning I thought; 'Okay, so be it, then maybe I'll choose another name.' But time passed and I could no longer perceive her with a different name. She is named after Daenys Targaryen who predicted the doom of Valyria. Daenys also has a Valyrian appearance (silver hair and one of her eyes is dark purple, and the other eye is bright green)

I thought for a long time about who she would be. There are already enough knights, we only have Merlock as a wizard. I decided that she would be a sorceress and a dragon rider. She also wears black and gold clothes. In the first 2 seasons she used a magic wand, but during the battle with Monstrox the wand was broken, she now uses rings instead. Robin created special shoes for her that will allow her to temporarily fly; shoes are also needed in case Daenys falls from the dragon. Things aren't going so well for her with magic, because, let's say, she has a different type of magic, but unfortunately Daenys is the last dragon rider (her dragon is also the last (probably)) and there is no one to teach her.

In my fanfic, King Halbert had a younger brother (I won’t say his name for now) who was a knight, but unfortunately Daenys’s parents died when she was a child and her aunt and uncle took custody of her. Merlock also gave her a golden-colored dragon egg with black spots. This egg belonged to Daenys's mother Alsina, who before her death asked the magician to give it to her daughter when she grew up. Daenys, like Daenys the dreamer, can see prophetic dreams, but cannot interpret them correctly, and there is no one especially to help her. She also sees the Red Witch (another of my characters, I won’t say anything about her, because this is a big spoiler).

Another fact from my fanfic (which I haven’t written there yet) although Daenys is the second princess, her uncle wanted to organize her engagement to Lance! (this is one of the reasons why she doesn’t like him, he also doesn’t treat Jestro very well). But Daenys was able to persuade her uncle not to do this, saying that she is the second princess and will not inherit the throne and all that.

I’ll also tell you a little about her dragon. When Daenys was 10 years old, a female dragon, Semergla, hatched from an egg. The dragoness has grown in 8 years, and now she is slightly larger than a horse, and Daenys was able to ride her only at the beginning of the plot. She has black scales on top and the lower part of her body is covered with golden scales, her horns and claws are black, her eyes are dark gold and the color of fire is also golden. (She, like Daenys, also doesn’t like Lance)

In this post I tried not to write all the information so as to avoid spoilers. I don’t know yet when I will translate my story into English. I was pleased to share with you information about my character and I will be glad if you want to know more about them. The Red Witch will be appearing in my fanfiction soon so maybe I'll post about her.

Thank you for your attention! Have a nice day, everyone!

#nexo knights #AU #OC #dragon

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dragons-eat-people · 2 years ago

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Gingerbread's New Home: Misty Story

Another year, another delightful Christmas, huh. You were always quite the lovely festivities the holiday season brought, and your recent mastery in the culinary arts brought your enjoyment to an entirely new level. It's turned into a hobby at this point, but you construct lively gingerbread houses. Some for display in the shop, some for friends and family, and some even to make some extra christmas cash. This year you thought, could be different. Why not make one for yourself? Well, that would be an excellent idea. Key word: Would. You had just one tiny problem. Well, realistically, it was a huge problem, and it was resting on your couch eyeing your every move.

Misty. A dragoness with quite the - more so unfortunate for you - sweet tooth. That's what stood in your way. For a few moments, you two make eye contact. "[Name]!, cmon. Go ahead and show me your craft! I promise I won't do anything mischievous." Misty gently pleaded, being dramatic. You roll your eyes, entering the kitchen. "That's very believable, Misty. I need to get to work though, so I can't let your promises interfere with my work." You say. You hear her giggle across the room, very faintly. But like you said, you've got to get to work now! Gathering all the necessities you need: Graham Crackers, icing, you name it. Even a batch of gingerbread men was baked a few hours in advance. You took your work quite seriously, and it definitely showed in your craft. As you work silently and carefully, Misty finds herself joining you within the kitchen, quite close to your creation.

"Too close missy." You mutter. Turning your back on the house. Just then, you'd placed a few gingerbread there too, about three. A small family! You gather a bit more icing and some sweets to top the house off. Turning to face the gingerbread house again though, the residents seem to be gone. You clear your throat, eyeing the dragon. "Misty?" You call. "Where are the gingerbread people?" The question seems to fly right through her ears, but she lacks a response. "Hmm? What gingerbread? I don't remember seeing any." Misty replies, sounding sincere. You don't buy it, however. You definitely know that she's up to something. This process continues for a few minutes. Gingerbread is brought out, only to disappear. Honestly, maybe she wants this. To toy with you on your favorite holiday. Determined to defeat her in the strange game, you retaliate.

"Alright Misty, that's enough-" you begin to yell, but managed to catch her in the act. She's got her claws on your little cookie people as you speak. Stopping in place, you cross your arms. The large dragoness shifts a bit. She'd been caught. "Well then. You can go ahead and hand the cookie over, Misty. Jigs up." You instruct, holding your hand out for her to return it. "Cmon. To be fair, I wasn't born yesterday. Perhaps I was just fueling your shenanigans. So be good and-" you didn't get to finish that sentence in time. She was already motioning toward her mouth, attempting to devour your cookie person. "Nope! Not this time, you pesky dragon!" You shout, lunging forward, only to overextend. Terribly overextend...

Misty's maw, unluckily enough, was opened just enough to fit you inside. Stuck, you try your best to pry yourself free. This lacks any sort of effectiveness. Sensing your unlucky position, the dragoness took her advantage over you. She easily began to pull you into her throat, effectively swallowing you down. One mighty gulp later, you were downed. Misty sat back against the nearby counter, rubbing her stomach carefully. "Now, was that worth it?" Misty asked, giggling. You sigh, shaking your head. "Unfortunately not. At least I've discovered all the whereabouts of the other cookies. Guess I'm stuck here for a while?" You regrettably ask. Misty only sighs in bliss. "Merry Christmas, [Name.] Merry Christmas. Being completely honest with you, I think your gingerbread belong in a better home. My belly!" She teased. You sigh, settling into your ideal resting place for the next few hours.

Some Christmas this was..

#v.ore #soft vore #unwilling vore #unwilling prey #dragon vore #oc #oc vore #mistythedragoness

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eemoo1o-tfrmoo · 8 months ago

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9, 10, and 14 for the ask game!

Ask me stuff

9. Which characters do you identify with the most?

Hmmm... when looking at all of these questions, I think this was one of the few I don't think I have an answer for, seeing as I'm not a kinnie or find much solace in comparing myself to characters. If anything, though rarely, I find that in OCs, not canon characters.

I did file through a few in my head, though. Snotlout, Hiccup, Astrid, Dagur, Heather... Fishlegs...

I just don't see myself as a binary individual in terms of using these characters as categories. I'm a geek like Fishlegs, sarcastic and fishbony like Hiccup, weird like Tuffnut and Dagur, minutely hotheaded or stubborn like Astrid or Heather... list goes on, and I've always found the notion of being "exactly like a character" to be quite finicky.

Honestly, imma just say Ruffnut or Tuffnut and run.

Even if in reality I'm just what you'd get if Riley's Mom from Pixar and that one guy from Excursia had a lovechild. It's not so purdy.

10. What are your favourite songs from the soundtracks?

Well, according to my Spotify stats, Flying With Mother and With Love Comes a Great Waterfall are my top ones, but I can only call the former one of my favourites. (Surprisingly, the latter was used on repeat for part of a TMNT 2014 shortfic back when my TMNT blog was still active, lol -- I still have the playlist for it, too. One would never expect Eminem, Gwen Stefani, John Powell, and System of a Down to be in the same playlist, but it is, and if you read the fic you'd understand. Fortunately, the blog is long since deactivated. Yippee.)

As for the rest of my favourites (I'm looking at this playlist, as I use it for HTTYD "vibes", so to speak, as well as my revisit to my Wattpad days for the incomplete 200k+ word HTTYD fic's [unpublished] rewrite, which is always nostalgic AF), I'd have to say:

See You Tomorrow

This Is Berk

New Tail

Dragon Racing

Toothless Found

Together We Map The World

Where No One Goes

For The Dancing And The Dreaming

Hiccup The Chief / Drago's Coming

I suppose, however, if I had to narrow it down, it'd be:

Flying With Mother

See You Tomorrow

New Tail

This Is Berk

Where No One Goes

And Together We Map The World would be a close contender for its gentleness.

(Controversially, while I do like and appreciate them, Forbidden Friendship and Romantic Flight and one of my least favourites... but still miles ahead from most of the score from THW. The only exceptions to me would be Third Date and With Love Comes a Great Waterfall. Together From Afar just makes me fucking cry.

But none can compare to the monstrosity that is Into a Fantasy by Alexander Rybek. Good god.)

14. Which part of the franchise has your favourite animation style?

Definitely not THW -- it's far too warm and flashy, the complete opposite to the other films.

Admittedly, I grew up on ROB/DOB and never saw the first film until a few years later, so the darker blonde of Astrid and the twins' hair and the sudden wiry furs in lieu of flat, dull leathers was a surprise.

The ROB/DOB style is probably the most nostalgic for me. RTTE's is just way too uncanny for my liking (the RTTE-exclusive dragon designs are also plasticy garbage), and I remember when my mother first bought the second film on DVD for me I didn't like the designs... but they grew on me, and now animation style makes sense.

But as for my favourite... it has to be the first film. It's the original, it contains aspects of ROB/DOB, it's seeped in nostalgia, cool-toned, and the dragons -- unlike the shows -- have all their correct colourings! Great.

#thank you for the ask!#asks #ask me stuff #httyd #httyd ost

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sankta-alina-s · 29 days ago

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//there will be two versions of this! Version 1//

Ivan stood on breach, the storm clouds whipping the top layer of sand around him. It didn't touch him, he somehow knew he was willing that but didn't know how to control it.

He stared at his hands, it's been weeks since the attack. Everyone had stopped asking him and his sisters if they were okay. Now everyone was worried for Alina, her magic wouldn't come anymore.

He was too, he missed feeling that light run up his arms like a cat.

"You shouldn't be standing here by yourself little one...don't you know there are monsters in these woods?"

Ivan turned from the choppy waves to the treeline. The male who walked toward him wore silk robe of red, blue and purple. He stared at that and not the feeling of this thing tasting his magic.

"Did you steal that?"

The figure laughed, moving to squat in front of him. Iron claws slid the material through its fingers.

"I did not, we make it. The red is dipped in the blood of our victims."

The figure touched the hem of his robes to show the red. He moved his fingers to the dark blue, it encompassed most of the robes.

"This is from draining those pretty blue Asteri eyes. And the purple,"

He wrapped a hand around his own throat to indicate the collar. It was a deep, dark purple, nearly black.

"This is made from crushed Valg souls."

Ivan swallowed, as the male unfolded to his full height again. He raised his chin, he would not be afraid.

There were rumors he would become Ayla's bodyguard - he would not fail her.

"Are you trying to scare me? Changelings lie is any of that true?"

The male laughed, moving to circle him, driving him subtley toward the water. Ivan tried to resist but he didn't want that thing closer to him.

But he couldn't swim.

"Souls don't have color boy, remember that. I'm Ramses."

Ramses stopped, letting Ivan scramble away from him. They weren't near the waves now.

Ivan turned to the palace, he needed to get to woods and down the main path thought town to gates. If he ran he could get there before -

"I think I'm owed some truths now yes? I've been fairly honest with you haven't I Ivan?"

He snapped his neck back to Ramses. His eyes wide as he stepped back. Fear finally slamming into him. If they knew his name they could become him.

Wasn't that what his mother always said?

"How do you know my name? What do you want?"

Ramses regarded him, tilting his head. His smile was amused, but he didn't attack him.

"Was your mother happy? Did your father keep her well?"

Ivan frowned, his magic snapping awake. Ramses smile widened as he felt it attack him.

"Well Ivan? Did he?"

"Of course he did."

Ramses nodded, his shoulders relaxing. He looked to the rolling waves.

"Your mother Olena was one of my older sisters. I haven't found the others but -"

"Another lie. Mama wasn't like one of you."

Ramses eyes briefly shut and he turned back to Ivan. His eyes dark as he stepped toward him, he drove to the rocks, pinning him against it.

"Should I tell you about Dragos? Your father his kin called the Blood King? Should I tell you about the females he bought and kept in a prison cell for his nobles to lay with?"

Ivan didn't respond, shaking now. Ramses knelt before him, gripping his collar.

"Your sisters are in danger boy. They are powerful, you know that. You're not that stupid, so will you do what I ask to protect them?"

Ivan bit his tongue, his voice found as Ramses shook him. His head slammed back against the rocks.

"You're the danger!"

Ramses eyes narrowed and he dragged him closer.

"Fae can contorl one thing, they are given one gift boy. The sand not spray of the waves have touched you. Do you think you're truly one of them? You'll feel it eventually, that drive to kill, to mate, to dominate. I'm offering you the help now, will you take it?"

Ivan spat at his feet.

"No. Kill me, I won't trust you."

Ramses shoved him harder against the rocks.

"I was going to give you this gift for the blood you share with me. The next time you come find me will not be for free."

Ivan struggled but didn't respond.

Ramses let him ago, turning to the sea.

"Suit yourself boy. I hope you know what you're doing."

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Lumnos had a new queen, one Ivan had very little interest in. Alina seemed to think she was nice and friendly. Ivan didn't agree with that assessment. She seemed stuck up and rude.

But today was the day of the Coronation Ball and he had more important things to worry about.

He'd put out at that day in the beach, having told only her about it. Alina and he were finally old enough to attend the entire event tonight.

He'd wondered if that also meant they'd be able to finally drink too.

The hall was beautiful, he flushed as he stepped toward Alina and took her arm.

She look beautiful but the words failed him.

Like they usually did when she dressed up like this.

The night was beautiful, all of Alaric's family was here too. Aleksander was telling him about the newest book he'd read.

Alina and Anastasiya were whispering about...a hunt? He didn't understand that?

His eyes kept drifting to Yesenia and Alaric, they'd been dancing or mingling all night. He could hear the heartbeat of the baby inside her if he tried hard enough. He and Ludamilla had been hounding her to tell Alaric. He didn't understand her trepidation was she scared he'd not be happy?

His magic rose at that, Ludmilla had chosen to the healer but he was not. Thought they had similar powers he'd chosen it for offensive, for fighting. It served him well in protecting Alina, but he'd happy use it against Alaric too.

Ludmilla had guessed it was because Yesenia was just excited and wanted make the moment special.

He didn't understand that either, he looked to Alina. If he didn't think she'd laugh at him he'd tell her she looked beautiful tonight.

He'd tell her he'd wanted to dance with her all night.

He'd -

His eyes snapped as the window shattered and rebels poured in. He felt the magic in him vanish as they began to be boxed in.

Changelings.

He reached for Alina, trying to -

Trying to stop what he somehow knew would end in a massacre.

Alina had been eager to join the festivities in honor of the new queen. Being able to dress up and spend the night dancing was something she'd been looking forward to. Perhaps Ivan wasn't nearly as excited as her, but she intended to make sure that he enjoyed himself. She planned on entreating him to take her to the dance floor at least once, perhaps twice if she could sweet talk him.

The night soon exploded into a shattering of glass, a myriad of screams, and the smell of death. Panicked eyes met Ivan's as Alina reached for his arm.

"We need to-

Debris slammed into her, sending her sliding from Ivan's grip.

#siderealxmelody

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sparkles-and-trash · 3 years ago

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The Gaang are Roommates AU ~

note: this is a rewrite and repost of my old roommates au, there was some stuff I wanted to change, and I wanted to make the parts a little longer, so yeah, ta-dah!

- think modern setting in the canon universe, bending is still a thing

- the Gaang are all in going to Ba Sing Se University

- I’m gonna change the ages a bit to make it easier for myself, sorry

- Zuko, Sokka, Suki and Mai are 20, Katara, Ty Lee and Azula are 19, Aang, Toph and Yue are 18

- so, Zuko, Sokka, Katara, Aang and Toph end up living together in a big loft type apartment

- Sokka and Aang are old best friends, they met Toph in Middle School, and Katara is a natural part of the group

- until now Sokka and Katara have both been living in the dorms, and they both hate it intensely

- but now that Aang and Toph are also in uni, they all decide to move in together!

- …but the only problem is that the only place they find that they like is just out of their price rage (Toph’s parents aren’t supportive of her major so they’re not helping out much)

- enter: ~ Zuko ~

- so, Zuko has been living with his uncle Iroh since his Father, who’s a high up in some big and important company the Fire Nation, disowned him for speaking up against the company’s shifty treatment of workers and ruining a lot of sacred land etc

- they’re still firebenders and the scar still happened, not in an Agni Kai, but it happened

- but after Zuko started uni, Iroh really tried to push him to meet some people his own age and make some friends

- the only people Zuko talks to on the regular besides Iroh is Azula, Ty Lee and Mai, and Mai is the only one who is like, his friend yanno?

- the last year the deal was that if Zuko didn’t branch out, Iroh would have him live one year with other students

- it’s his idea of tough love

- Zuko tried to do some random kid’s homework to have them pretend to be his new friend in front of Iroh so he wouldn’t have to, but Iroh can tell he’s lying so easily

- so, Zuko ends up hearing about the Gaang through Mai, who heard from Ty Lee, who plays field hockey, Suki, who’s best friends with Sokka

- so, he goes to meet them, and it’s so awkward mY GOD

- Katara is a B I G environmental activist and HATES Ozai and his company, with good reason

- she eases up a tad when Zuko admits to being turned away from as a teen, but she is still suspicious

- Aang loves him right away, ofc, and that makes Katara even more suspicious because she’s pretty protective of Aang

- she claims it’s because he’s so kind and believes everyone but she totally liikeees hiiiim

- Toph is just like, sure, as long as he pays his rent idgaf

- Sokka is weirdly quiet, because he’s had a huge crush on Zuko forever, and the only one who knows is Aang (and Toph but she ain’t no snitch)

- so, ya boy makes the cut, and before they know it, it’s move-in day!

- but, the idiots didn’t think through the facts that it’s only three bedrooms oops

- and Toph is NOT afraid to pull the “I’m blind and I need my space” card

- and nobody’s up to fight her on it, so

- let’s just say there is A LOT of back and forth, but with Katara refusing to room with her brother again, and Zuko being rightfully scared of Katara, it ends up with Zuko and Sokka sharing a bedroom, and Katara and Aang

- they have separate beds ofc

- but still, tension, man, so much tension

- it takes a while, but the dynamics starts working out really well

- Zuko is good at grocery shopping and likes to clean, and Aang is always happy to help him out

- Sokka loves cooking, so he does that a lot

- Katara is always on top of the others with schoolwork and making sure everyone is okay, and she usually does it in genius, sneaky ways so people doesn’t even notice that she does it

- Toph is clearing the air off bullshit

- like, she will call a bitch out

- but because she cares about said bitch

- so, Aang knows that Sokka has a crush on Zuko because Sokka told him in a weak moment, and Toph knows because she just knows

- Aang is a good friend tho, and he tries to like, ease them together

- but he is so awkward about it, the poor thing, and Zuko doesn’t understand AT ALL

- Toph is just sitting back and sighing a lot

- Katara doesn’t understand either but she just stays out of it (smart girl)

- but okay, we know how oblivious Zuko can be right?

- Sokka can give him googly eyes and blush and stutter around him so much and he still has no clue at all

- Zuko starts thinking Sokka just doesn’t like him at all

- but then one night Zuko has this really intense nightmare

- okay and quick addition, his scar is… handshaped? Like, you can clearly tell what happened to him

- but nobody talks about it, yet

- but then he’s having a terrible nightmare and is talking and begging and pleading in his sleep

- so much that Sokka wakes up

- and he catches on pretty fast, but had no idea what to do

- so he just shuffles over to Zuko’s side of the room and starts tapping his shoulder rapidly

- but nothing happens

- so he just… gently and awkwardly pats his head until Zuko wakes up

- and Zuko is like… wat u doin there bro

- and Sokka is like… just patting ur head to wake you from a nightmare bro

- and they awkwardly just mumble and go back to their beds

- but Zuko is smiling a lot because someone who’s not his family or a family friend really cares about him

- after that, Zuko slowly starts opening up to all of them, but Sokka especially

- he never really tells them about being cast out and burned tho

- until one day he kinda casually slings it into a convo all fast and awkwardly

- it’s just Toph, Aang and Sokka there

- Toph yells so WHAATTT so loudly and just metalbends the whole fridge into a clump in rage

- Aang cries lmao but he tries to hide to and be supportive and not awkward

- Sokka is kinda quiet, but he carefully asks about it that night when they’re in their beds, and they talk a little about it

- Aang tells Katara (with permission) and she awkwardly, but wholeheartedly tells him that he can always talk to her

- they do that «awkward sibling hug» from Gravity Falls after

- *hugs stiffly* «pat, pat»

- but okay, Toph and metalbending when angry, it happens quite a lot

- this was the first time it was the fridge, but the toaster, the microwave, and several other appliances have met the same fate

- everyone is kinda used to it now, and she always replaces it

- except Zuko, who’s still kinda new to them all

- but what are you supposed to say when your new friends is so outraged by the abuse you went through that they crush a whole ass fridge?

- it actually reminds him that he’s cared for here, by these people who owe him nothing, and is not related to him, and it makes him a little dizzy to have people care this way

- he casually mentions it to his Uncle Iroh the time he’s in at work, that his new friend is a metalbender and squashed their whole fridge when she was pissed on his behalf

- Iroh is thrilled

- to the point of offering Toph a job lmao

- Toph, desperate to cut of as much ties with her family and be as self-sufficient as possible, agrees

- and now Iroh have two formerly rich kids with no clue about any sort of customer service and basic stuff like that working for him

- Toph is a hard worker tho, and she and Zuko work surprisingly well together

- Katara is a little relived, because the more those two work, the less are the chances of either of them trying to cook or do too many chores around their apartment

- they mean well, or, Zuko does, but he does so much dumb shit when trying to help lmao

- Sokka starts spending a lot of time over at The Jasmine Drago too

- Aang is still trying to keep the fact that Sokka likes Zuko a secret, but he is having trouble

- Katara is his biggest weakness, and now they’re suddenly alone with her a lot

- someone else who could always read Sokka really well is Suki

. whom he used date in high school, but they parted as friends and everything s cool

- but Sokka is a little taken aback when she comes into The Jasmine Dragon one day, hand in hand with Sokka’s childhood crush obsession, Yue

- for the first time in man’s memory, Sokka is a little speechless

- and Suki’s like “lmao dude I haven’t seen you like this since the first time you saw Zu-”

- cue Zuko popping out behind them like “WELCOME TO THE JASMINE DRAGON FRIENDS OF SOKKA :D”

- Sokka is so fucking red, poor boy is just about having an aneurism at this point

- but luckily something happens and Zuko gets distracted

- Suki is having the time of her life tho, Sokka always used to tease her for her crushes before and after they dated, and suddenly, here they are

- at the apartment, Aang decides they need some apartment traditions

- they’ve been living there for almost three months, after all

- so he decides that weekly movie nights are mandatory

- so are pillowforts

- Katara is actually really excited for it, she loves all things cozy and fall-like

- also… she is weak for Aang, y’all, and she loves seeing him all excited

- Zuko barely knows what a pillowfort is, he didn’t think real people actually made it

- but imagine these dorks in a pillowfort with hot chocolate and lot’s of pillows

- Toph claims that she thinks it’s soo dumb, but she will always make sit in the middle of the group all wrapped in her blanket and laughing when the others jump and get spooked from the horror movies Sokka always wants to watch

- and she will make sure the fort is right and perfect lmao

- Zuko is a little awkward about it at first, but he likes it too

- Sokka always manages to plop in next to Zuko lmao

- they haven’t talked about the head patting incident yet, but Zuko is def starting to feel the butterflies

- one time after a movie night Sokka falls asleep on Zuko’s shoulder, after the others have left for the night

- Zuko can’t resist waking him up with awkward head pats similar to the one Sokka used on him

- Sokka thinks he died and went to heaven lmao

- but then he fully wakes and sees Zuko’s shit eating grin and can’t help but laugh at the whole thing

- and Zuko has his “oh no he’s hot beautiful and I really adore him” moment

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ceciliablossoms · 3 years ago

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Tiramisu with Xiao, Childe, and Zhongli?

Tiramisu: "Deep breaths... You'll be okay."

I need to get my act together

TW: panic, anxiety... customer service [ if you've worked in customer service you know exactly what I'm talking about :) ]

Childe

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Xiao

The voices seemed to enjoy mockery. Endlessly taunting him, they got louder and louder until he couldn't hear himself think. He couldn't think straight at all, in fact, his thoughts completely muddled by the yelling that haunted him.

He couldn't get away. They always find him, give always chase, and not matter how much or how hard he tried to hide, they'd laugh in his face.

Not solace could be found. He ignore them for as long as he could and not even acknowledge them. However, they countinued to poke and prod at the insecurities and fears he tried desperately to hide.

And before long the façade cracked and crumbled to dust right in front of him.

His breath hitched and his throat felt tight as if ghostly hands clutched his throat and squeezed. Gloved hands clutched at his hair as he curled in on himself. Yet the panic did not stop him from feeling shame.

"Xiao", a voice called from behind him. A voice he couldn't hear. It was drowned out by the mockery in his head.

He felt gentle hands on his shoulders, but he did not acknowledge them. When he was shrouded in warmth, however, the voices seemed to quiet down. Familiar hands pulled his own away from his head and replaced them, stroking his hair with the utmost care.

"Xiao," The voice was louder this time. It was clearer albeit muffled.

His muscles began to outwardly relax under their touch, but he was still struggling to breath properly. Chest tight, he clutched his eyes shut, closing the world out around him. He felt the world sway as they rocked him back and forth, humming to him the tune their Archon friend played for him on the flute. It wasn't the same, but the voices quieted to a whisper regardless.

"Deep breaths.... You'll be okay." The words were clear as crystal and he opened his eyes, taking in the all too familiar Wangshu Inn balcony.

He did as they said to steady his breathing, focusing on the tune they continued for him instead of the tempest that raged in his head. The two stayed like that for a while, long after the Yaksha had calmed himself. They provided him solace for which he'd be eternally grateful.

The voices stopped talking, replaced instead by one of comfort. It was theirs.

Zhongli

The door creaked as they tiredly shut it behind them, sluggishly trudging into their home, the board squeaking beneath their feet. Setting down their bag next to the door, they made their way straight towards their bedroom.

They were exhausted.

Work was particularly horrible today, and to top it all off a surprisingly... difficult... customer had come into their small shop. Usually they were able to handle customers of the sort, but today was rougher than normal.

As stubborn as certain people were, this was difficult. Their shop was out of stock for the moment and as they had calmly tried to state they'd get another shipment in the morning, the customer ignored them and flew into a rage. Said customer began hurling insults, not just at them but about their shop, their family, and their lover.

The family may have been understandable, as their shop was family owned, but their lover? By no means was their relationship a secret, it was quite well known in fact, but to bring something such as that into a dispute over product was incomprehensible.

For the customer to have the audacity to say that she doesn't understand how someone like Zhongli could court "someone as irresponsible and unprofessional as them and remain sane" was quite uncalled for.

It struck a chord.

But it made them think. What if she was right? What if he deserved better? It made them cry as they head met the pillow.

Zhongli, on the other hand, was quite worried. He'd seem them come in and took him their state, and it sent a pang through his chest. When they didn't even acknowledge him as they walked inside, it furthered his concern.

He followed them to their shared room, tensing as he heard the sound of weeping. That was all he needed to rush to their side. Kneeling at their bed stride, he stroked their hair and cooed at them.

"Dearest," His voice was smooth like honey as he tried to calm them down, "Take deep breaths... You will be fine..."

They continued to cry as her comforted them, but obliged and tried to steady their breathing. He had long since lied to next to them, holding them close to his chest. He restes his chin a top their head and closed his eyes.

"Would you like to talk about it. I do not wish to pry if you're not ready to, however, I will listen if you are."

And so they told him everything, from the start of the day to when they closed early. He frowned. What that customer said made him angry. How dare someone say something so foolish.

"I can assure you, my love. They were incorrect." He gripped their chin lightly when they looked up at him, and gingerly he placed a kiss on their lips. "You are none of those things, nor will you ever be."

They clung to him, huddling closer, wiping their eyes with the heel of their palms. He continued to soothe them, muttering sweet nothings and placing small kisses on their head. Before long they fell asleep in his embrace.

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reallyprofoundkryptonite · 1 year ago

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My entire point is to say, because of the research (4+ years) I have done into mental health and how it can mentally affect someone, and Krogan shows a lot of symptoms of someone who is inherently traumatized and does suffer from severe mental illness because of it. So no, this isn’t “headcanon”, it’s simply filling in the blanks of what the writers gave us.

For example:

Out of these symptoms listed for PTSD, Krogan suffers from the following:

Agitation

Severe anxiety and mistrust of other individuals

Emotional detachment and Unwanted Thoughts (highly likely)

Irritability and general hostility

Hypervigilance

Self-destructive Behavior

Social isolation

Fear

This means Krogan suffers from 11 out of the 15 traits typically associated with post traumatic stress disorder. I would say that is a very good ranking for saying that he is Traumatized, and the fact that his fear stems from Drago himself, Drago is the one who traumatized him, thereby making him the victim.

There’s more, but I can’t think of them off the top of my head. However, PTSD is inherently a trauma induced disorder. And the fact that Krogan has a completely and inherently different mental state and personality around Drago, is saying enough to me. There is hints that are clearly dropped stating that he was traumatized by Drago, it is just that most people do not care to actually acknowledge them.

Krogan is mentally ill. Anyone, and I’m assuming that there are quite a few people in Drago’s army who are also victims just like Krogan. Eret was one, and if we’ve seen how Eret is notoriously suffering from PTSD caused by Drago himself, it would thereby make sense that someone like Krogan, who’s been around Drago (most likely) a hell of a lot longer than Eret, has far more severe trauma caused by Drago; which thereby makes him a victim to Drago.

Remember the fact that Drago is very much a fan of cruel and unusual punishments.

I will leave with these symptoms from google of PTSD:

By the way, I'm sorry if this comes off as an attack. These are all genuine questions. 💚

Anon, to genuinely answer you questions, I must ask you. Do you know what a pupil is. A pupil is a YOUNG CHILD. A young child that someone is often tutoring. And in the case of Krogan and Drago, Drago is grooming Krogan into being a living weapon.

“Grown men Making their own decisions”, absolutely not. Like I said above, Krogan was groomed.

He’s done bad things, yes, but based on how he reacts to his surroundings (ie; studying body language and his way of thinking and speaking around others) Krogan is, in fact, been groomed into thinking that the way of life that Drago has forced on him is normal.

Second. We know that Drago is a horrible person. There are going to be people that are in the job with Drago for money and money alone. Krogan is not one of them, that is willingly. At the end of race to the edge we can clearly tell that Krogan is terrified of pretty much nothing other than Drago, meaning there is actually trauma associated with Drago.

It isn’t victim blaming to call some of them evil, especially the ones that are there willingly and ENJOY the torture of others. Whereas Krogan, despite some offhanded comments, while he is annoyed, is very much extremely uncomfortable throughout Race to the Edge. The fact is that some of them may be evil, and that others are actually victims.

Krogan is a victim. I do not stand by his actions, but arrows are legitimately placed in race to the edge that he is a Victim. That he is not in a good situation, and that no matter what else, he is not there willingly.

I know you might not like it but… yikes. Not everything is black and white. Especially in HTTYD and RTTE. Race to the edge is extremely dark at some points. Just gonna state that.

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a-small-batch-of-dragons · 3 years ago

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Dragons Can Be Nice

Prompts: Hello, first off I adore your writing, your stories are among my favorites for this fandom. I have a prompt (but you can feel free to ignore). Can you write some hurt/comfort for character!Thomas? Maybe with him getting stuck/hurt in the Imagination? - anon

Okay I’m not sure about the context but I saw an ask you answered about “what are the dragons names” or something, and I got a flashbulb image of the sides finding a bunch of baby dragons. Just a lot of fluff and baby dragons. Big happy dlampr (platonic/romantic/weird grey area) with a bunch of baby dragons. Janus bleping at the baby dragons. If in canonverse, the imagination is overrun with baby dragons and c!t has some dreams featuring baby dragons. Just. Baby dragons. - anon

*pokes head out* did someone say dragon fluff?

Read on Ao3

Warnings: mild supernatural horror, like really really mild

Pairings: this is platonic all the way down, babes

Word Count: 4481

In a lot of stories, dragons are mean. They kidnap princesses, they hoard gold, they kill knights, they destroy towns. They are evil and scary and not at all what you'd like to run into on a dark night, on your own, far away from help. Witches are very much the same. Dragon witches, then, must be the worst.

But maybe there can be nice dragons, too.

When Thomas was little, he used to spend much more time in the Imagination. Which was good! He likes seeing the things that Roman makes, Roman is really good at his job. His favorite is the big forest because the trees are so tall they look like they go on forever. Logan says they don’t and Logan is really smart but sometimes it looks that way. Roman likes leading Thomas around the forest on their adventures because then they’ll always run into the others too!

Virgil likes sitting near the caves because it’s quieter there and he can play with the rocks. Sometimes he’ll find Virgil near the river. The river wears the rocks nice and smooth and they look so shiny when they come out of the water. Sometimes if it’s really hot he can get Virgil to throw him in the water. Apparently, kids are supposed to like being thrown at things? Logan had some explanation for it but Thomas doesn’t remember.

Janus also likes being in the caves. Janus is…scary sometimes. Thomas has to think really hard when he’s around Janus. And not like how Logan is really smart and makes Thomas smarter by talking and teaching him, but Janus is…tricky. He likes Janus, but sometimes Janus makes his head hurt. He has this smile that he does that makes Thomas feel really small. Patton says Janus cares about him and he wants to believe Patton but sometimes it feels weird. He did tell Janus that one time when he accidentally got lost and started crying when he didn’t know where to go. Janus found him and smiled that smile and it made him cry more so he stopped. He was really nice when Thomas explained that he was lost and scared and cuddled him until Roman came to find him. Janus is a lot nicer after that.

Logan doesn’t always come on their adventures. Roman says that’s ‘cause Logan is boring but that’s not true! (Thomas is pretty sure Roman doesn’t actually think that Logan is boring, he just likes to say it because it makes Logan tease him back.) Logan is really cool, he knows so many things and he’s really good at what he does. When he comes on their adventures, he likes to be the royal advisor. He says that’s the person that tells the prince what to do. Or sometimes he likes to come along to observe the plants. He does experiments in his room that he doesn’t let Thomas see all the time because it’s dangerous. But he does let Thomas help! That’s always nice.

Patton stays home when they adventure most of the time unless they’re going on a picnic. Picnics days are the best days because Roman always makes sure the weather is really nice. Well, except that one time where there was a really far away thunderstorm. Logan said it was because the forest needed a drink which is fair, but the sky had turned purple and it was a bit colder. But then the sunflowers had come out and it was really pretty. But when they’re not on picnics, Patton makes dinner for them so it’s ready when they come back.

Roman has a brother! He does other things in the Imagination, Thomas doesn’t really know what. His name is Remus, and sometimes he comes to play the bad guy when Roman has an adventure. Watching them fight is really cool and it’s Thomas’s job to sneak around while Roman distracts Remus so they can trap him! Remus isn’t really a bad guy, he just likes to mess with his brother sometimes. Thomas gets it. Remus is really good at making sure Thomas is okay, even when he’s being the bad guy. Even when Thomas gets captured he’s really nice. One time he scooped Thomas up when Roman was playing prince with the villagers and carried him away to be ‘kidnapped’ except they just ate ice cream until they got stomach aches. Patton wasn’t very happy that they ruined their dinner appetites but Remus said they just filled up their dessert bellies first so it was fine.

Thomas likes going into the Imagination but he’s always supposed to be with someone. It’s normally Roman, sometimes it’s Logan, sometimes it’s Remus. They’re normally free the most and know the Imagination the best. But sometimes none of them are free and he can’t find anyone else. So he…sneaks in.

It’s fine! He doesn’t go far! He just…sometimes he wants to say hi to the villagers. They’re really nice too and they don’t tell on him when he sneaks in and he’s not supposed to be there. One time he got an entire loaf of bread all to himself and ate it in four big bites.

So he goes in the big red door and just starts walking. He knows where he’s going to get to the pond and he’s not going far. It’s just over the hill. So he walks over the hill. The grass is so green and tall here. He gets to the top of the hill and looks down.

That’s weird. The pond isn’t here.

He shrugs and starts down toward the tall grove of trees. It’s probably just inside the forest and he forgot. The trees are still really tall. So tall he can barely tell which one is the top of which trunk. He pats the trunks as he walks past, saying hello to each tree. When the trees start to grow closer together, he stops patting them, using his hands to push his way around them.

It’s getting darker. Logan says that’s because when the trees grow close together, their leaves form a layer called the canopy, which blocks out a lot of light. Thomas keeps going, frowning as it starts to get colder. Maybe he should’ve brought a jacket.

It’s really dark. Thomas is starting to wish he’d maybe not gone into the forest. Maybe he should’ve just sat on the hill where he could still see the door. But the pond can’t be that much further, he can get there. And then he won’t be scared.

Not that he’s scared!

It’s really cold too. Maybe he should’ve brought a coat. He shivers as he pushes his way around another tree. It’s getting so dark he can’t see very far in front of his face. He almost walks into a tree.

…okay, maybe he should turn around and go back.

He turns around.

And around.

The trees all look the same.

Which way did he come from?

He…he doesn’t know.

Wait, which way was he going?

Thomas spins in the darkness of the trees, searching for something to tell him where he’s supposed to go.

Something snaps.

He freezes, eyes darting around. He can’t see anything.

The forest is silent. Not even the wind makes a noise. His breathing starts to pick up.

Leaves rustle to his left. His head jerks around, straining to see. There’s nothing but the still trunks, nothing but the quiet shifting sound of twigs.

M-maybe if he just picks somewhere to go, eventually he’ll make it out of the forest. And then he can get someone to help him figure out where to go. It’s gonna be fine. He has a plan, he knows what he’s going to do.

The second he takes a step forward, something cracks loudly in the trees.

Roman said that there were big animals in the forest. Remus said there were monsters in the forest. Logan said there was no such thing as monsters.

But Logan isn’t here.

Thomas turns around and starts walking the other way. He’s not going to go toward the big sound. He’s going to go this way instead because that’s his decision, not anyone else’s. And that’s what he wants to do.

The cracking behind him gets louder.

Roman said there was something that he fights that Thomas isn’t allowed to help him fight. It’s too dangerous. It’s big.

The thing behind him sounds big.

Thomas starts walking faster.

Roman said that it wasn’t something Thomas had to worry about.

Another twig snaps and it sounds closer.

Thomas starts running.

Remus said that it was really big. Bigger than the castle Roman built. Remus said it was really scary. That it had sharp claws and big teeth and—and—

Thomas runs around the trees as the snapping and crackling get closer and closer. His chest hurts from breathing so heavily. But he can’t stop. It’s getting closer.

He wants Roman. He wants Remus. He wants someone.

Please, someone, come help.

Behind him, he hears a snarl.

“The Dragon Witch,” Remus says softly, as they wait for Roman to come rescue Thomas, “she’s nasty. Like…nastier than me nasty.”

“But you’re not nasty, Remus, not really.”

“You’re sweet, you little sewer rat, but I mean it. She’s really not nice.” Remus looks at him and Thomas scoots backward. Remus doesn’t have his pretend bad guy face on, he looks really serious. “If you ever think she might be close to you, run. Okay?”

“O-okay.”

Thomas runs.

He runs faster and harder than he ever has in his life and behind him, he thinks he can hear the slither of scales and the scrape of claws as it chases after him. He thinks he can smell the smoke curling out of its nostrils as it finds him in the forest. He thinks he can feel the hot breath of a drooling mouth on his back.

He runs.

He trips.

He falls.

No, no! No, no, no, he has to run, he has to go—he has to get out of here, the—the Dragon Witch is going to get him, he doesn’t want the Dragon Witch to get him, he—oh, why didn’t he just stay out of the Imagination?

And why did they have to watch Sleeping Beauty for movie night?

The memory of Maleficent as the giant dragon on the cliff, breathing fire at Prince Phillip as he tried to fight it off fills his head and Thomas whimpers, curling into a tight ball and pressing himself against a boulder. If he’s really quiet, maybe—maybe it won’t find him.

Fear grips his chest and he curls tighter, maybe that will keep it inside. The rock starts to hurt where it presses against his skin. It’s cold.

He thinks he can hear the Dragon Witch getting closer.

Don’t find me, don’t find me, please don’t find me.

“Thomas? Thomas, where are you?”

Thomas’s breath catches in his throat. Is that—is that Roman?

“Thomas?” It is Roman! “Thomas, it’s dark out, I need you to help me find you, where are you?”

“R-Roman?”

“Thomas!”

In a blur of red and white, Thomas sees Roman rushing out of the trees, looking frantically around for him. He stands shakily, crying out as he leans against the boulder.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Roman pants, smiling as he hurries over to him, “you’re alright, good, come here—“

“I’m—I’m sorry, Roman, I—“

“Shh, shh, shh, it’s okay, sweetheart, you’re okay, that’s what’s important,” Roman coos as he scoops Thomas into his arms, “come on, let’s get you back home.”

And now that Roman is here and he’s carrying Thomas there’s no way the Dragon Witch could be here. Because Roman is here and Roman will keep him safe. The fear in his chest suddenly makes him really cold. He buries his face in the crook of Roman’s neck and holds on tight, stammering out another apology as he starts to cry.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” he hushes, “you’re safe now, I’ve got you. Come on, we’re almost there, the others are worried.”

He feels bad, he didn’t want to make everyone worried.

“None of that,” comes the gentle chide, “we’re always going to worry about you, you’re our Thomas. Let’s get you back safe and we’ll get you something to eat, hmm?”

“O-okay.”

He hooks his chin over Roman’s shoulder and holds on, letting the soft swaying of Roman’s walk soothe some of his fear away. Sooner than he expected, he feels the air change from the chill of the Imagination to the warmth of the apartment.

“Thank goodness, you found him.”

“Is he alright? Is he hurt?”

“Guys, be quiet, he’s tired.”

Thomas cracks an eye open and accidentally makes eye contact with Janus. He flinches away and cuddles closer to Roman.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Roman soothes, “you’re safe now.”

“He’s hurt,” Logan says softly, somewhere out of sight, “Remus, can you go get the first aid kit?”

“On it.”

“Patton, I don’t believe Thomas has eaten recently, you and Virgil—“

“We’re going.”

“We’ve got some pasta left.”

“Thomas?” Logan lays a warm hand on his back. “Can you hear me?”

Thomas nods, his cheek rubbing against the trim on Roman’s shoulder.

“Roman has to go close the door to the Imagination and I’m going to take a look at your ankle. He’s going to have to put you down, alright?”

“Janus,” Roman murmurs, “here—“

“I’ll take him.”

Thomas isn’t proud of the way he clings onto Roman tightly when he tries to set him down.

“It’s alright, sweetheart, it’s just Janus.”

He bites his lip as Roman eases him into Janus’s arms, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Don’t,” comes the quiet voice, as a gloved hand pats his cheek, “you’ll hurt yourself, sweetie.”

Thomas opens his eyes and Janus lifts his chin, smiling softly when he sees Thomas’s eyes are wet with tears.

“Hello, sweetie,” he murmurs, cupping his cheek and pulling him closer on his lap, “just sit with me for a moment, hmm? Logan’s going to have a look at you and then we’ll get you something to eat.”

“A-are you mad?”

Janus tilts his head. “Should we be mad?”

“I’m—I’m sorry—“

“I didn’t ask that,” he corrects softly, his hand still gentle on Thomas’s face, “I asked if we should be mad.”

Thomas gulps. “I…I went into the Imagination when I wasn’t supposed to. I did something you told me not to do.”

“You did.”

“I…I messed up.”

“You did,” he repeats, softer this time, “and then what happened?”

“I—I got lost and it was dark and it got really cold and I thought something was chasing me so I—I ran away and then I fell and it—it hurt and I—I—I’m sorry—“

“You’re scaring him, Janus,” Logan interrupts, sitting down on the other end of the couch.

“Hush, sweetie,” Janus murmurs, pressing a kiss to Thomas’s forehead and pulling him close for a cuddle, “let Logan look at your ankle.”

Logan’s warm hands are practiced as they check his leg. It hurts a little but he can still move it fine. He can’t stop looking warily at Janus, though.

“He’s not going to calm down until you tell him we aren’t mad,” Logan says patiently, wrapping an ice pack around his ankle.

“W-what?”

Janus kisses his forehead again. “No, sweetie, we’re not mad,” he says softly, “it’s true, you shouldn’t have gone in there alone, but you know that and nothing extremely bad happened.”

Thomas gulps.

Janus frowns, pulling back a little. “Thomas? Did something happen?”

“Janus, don’t scare him.”

Janus closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “I’m not mad, Thomas. But you should tell us what happened.”

“There,” Logan says, patting Thomas’s knee, “all better. I’m going to go put the first aid kit away, I’ll be back.”

He passes Roman on the way out. Roman smiles and comes over to crouch down next to the couch, ruffling Thomas’s hair.

“Better?”

“Mhm.”

“Then why do you still look like someone told you Disney is never making another movie?”

Thomas shifts in Janus’s arms. “I…I thought the Dragon Witch was chasing me.”

Roman inhales sharply. “The Dragon Witch?”

Thomas nods, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes again, only for Janus to pull him into a proper hug, tucking his face into the softest part of his shoulder and rubbing his back firmly.

“Shh, shh, sweetie,” he whispers, “you’re safe, it’s alright, I’m sorry, that must’ve been so scary.”

Thomas clings onto Janus and cries. Roman’s hand lands in his hair after a moment, stroking gently through the strands and scratching lightly at his scalp.

“It’s alright, sweetheart,” he hears, “you’re safe, you’re safe, you’re alright, we’ve got you now.”

“Was--was the Dragon With re—really after me?”

“No, sweetheart, you know I’d never let that happen to you. She’s far away, far, far away, near where Remus’s side of the Imagination is. There’s no way she would be able to get to you, sweetheart, never in a million years. We’ll keep you safe, you know we will.”

“P-promise?”

“I promise.”

Thomas holds tightly to Janus’s cloak as he turns back around to look at Roman. Roman smiles and ruffles his hair again.

“You still look afraid, sweetie,” Janus says quietly, “is there something else?”

“I jus’—the—dragons are scary,” Thomas mumbles, twisting the hem of his shirt in his hands. “I don’t…don’t wanna have nightmares.”

Roman makes a soft noise of understanding. “Dragons don’t all have to be scary,” he says softly, “there can be plenty of nice dragons too.”

“Really?”

“Sure.” He turns to see Logan coming back in. “Logan, there can be nice dragons too, right?”

Logan blinks. “Yes, theoretically, there can be both nice dragons and dragons that aren’t nice. Why do you ask?”

His gaze lands on Thomas and his face softens. Logan’s really smart.

“Ah, I see.” He comes back to sit on the couch. “Most dragon young are quite nice.”

“They are?”

“In most versions of dragon mythology,” Logan says softly, “dragons are born from eggs like most reptiles are. The mother lays her eggs in her nest, often in a cave or somewhere else dark and safe, and guards them until they hatch.”

He cups his hands together in front of him.

“Most of the pups are about this big when they’re first born and their scales still haven’t hardened yet. The scales harden after about a week, once the dragons’ body has finished solidifying.”

“Solid—what?”

“Solidifying. An egg is only so big, little one, fitting an entire dragon pup inside one is no small feat. Do you remember trying to stuff all the LEGOs back into the bag they came out of?”

“And missing like…four,” Roman huffs, “yes, Logan, we remember.”

“If the LEGOs could bend—which they can’t, so don’t ask,” Logan says, narrowing his eyes at Roman, “it would be easier. Dragon scales don’t harden fully until they’re out of the egg and they never need to go back in.”

“So…they’re…soft?”

“Smooth, perhaps, I don’t know about soft.” Logan shifts to ease a cramp in his leg. “Dragon pups are also very curious, according to most of the literature surrounding them, they love exploring. From most of the stories, they are very friendly as well.”

“See?” Roman pats his shoulder. “Nice dragons.”

“Nice dragons,” Thomas repeats, his eyes starting to droop.

“Don’t fall asleep just yet, sweetie, let’s get you something to eat.”

Thomas sits at the table with everyone else, eats his food, and lets Remus scoop him up and carry him to bed once it’s clear he won’t stay awake through dessert.

“There we go,” Remus says softly, getting him tucked into bed, “all better now. Your ankle okay?”

“Mhm.” Thomas blinks sleepily up at him. “Tired.”

“Well, yeah, I bet.” Remus pats his head. “You go to sleep now, okay?”

“R-Remus?”

“What’s up, little sewer rat?”

“C-Can you stay? Just for a bit?”

Remus softens, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Still scared, huh? Hey,” he murmurs when Thomas nods, his cheeks burning, “you’re okay, it’s okay. I’ll stay. Nothing’ll get you while I’m here.”

“Promise?”

“I’m the only bad guy allowed to play with you,” Remus says firmly, “you go to sleep. I’ll keep you safe.”

Thomas closes his eyes as he feels Remus shift on the end of the bed. The weight is a comfort. And Remus is right, nothing can get him while Remus is here.

Logan’s words drift back to him as he starts to fall asleep. Little baby dragons. Curious baby dragons. Nice baby dragons.

Maybe he can dream of those.

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There is a pond in the Imagination that is halfway between the border to Remus’s side and the castle on Roman’s side. The water is crystal clear and several lily pads float in the center of the water. Trees let their flower petals drift down to land in the water, sending little ripples bouncing back and forth.

In the middle of the pond one morning is a giant nest.

Roman finds it, walking through the Imagination on his way to meet with Remus. He pauses, tilts his head, and begins to call it toward him. Perhaps one of the birds accidentally forgot to secure their nest properly and it blew into the pond. As it drifts closer to him, he frowns.

This is much bigger than most bird nests, even John Feathers’s nest over on the mountains. He keeps pulling it closer until it bumps up against the shore. He crouches down and peers inside.

His eyes widen.

The inside of the nest is lined with moss, the soft green color coming through the shiny insides of egg shards strewn about the branches. They catch the light and shine brightly, almost blinding him, at least until they’re trodden upon and break up even more.

And crawling about, sniffing eagerly at the branches, the moss, the air, and his fingers, are tiny dragon pups.

One of them, a brave little one with red ridges across its brow and a golden sheen to its scales, scurries up the side of the nest and noses at his hand. He turns it over, mystified, as it begins to sniff his palm. It sets one clawed foot inside, then another, then another, until it stands perfectly in his hand. It raises its little head and chirps at him. Roman blinks and slowly lifts his hand, watching as the dragon pup chirps again, happily this time, as it spreads its wings and stretches.

“Ro-Bro! You’re late, what’re you—“ Remus’s delighted gasp comes from his left— “you found babies!”

Indeed, another one of the pups with a black streak down its wings scrambles out of the nest and scurries over the rocks to Remus, clawing its way up his pants to nibble excitedly at the white streak in his hair. Remus laughs, catching the pesky little pup around the middle and setting it on top of his head.

“I love them!”

“I can see that,” Roman chuckles, the dragon pup in his hand making the jump to his shoulder, “I think it likes you too.”

“Where did they come from?”

“I think Thomas is dreaming.” As if in confirmation, the dragon pup lets out a rumble and nuzzles his shoulder. “Yeah? Are you dreams, little ones?”

Another purr and a series of excited chirps from the nest.

“Well, we’ve gotta get the others!” And before Roman can say anything, Remus has summoned the other Sides into the Imagination. “Look!”

Patton squeals and rushes for the nest, despite Logan’s quick protest of not scaring the babies.

“They’re dreams, Logan,” Roman says quickly, “they’re harmless.”

“I see.”

Patton, of course, already has two in his lap and is cooing over them as they chirp and sing and twine together in his lap. Logan rolls his eyes fondly and squats down next to the nest. One of the dragon pups immediately scurries up and stands on its hind legs, leaning up to sniff at his nose.

“Hello,” Logan murmurs, “you’re very interesting.”

The dragon clicks back, seemingly as interested in Logan as Logan is in it. It flaps its wings a few times, hovering in the air, before landing carefully on Logan’s knee. It scratches lightly at the fabric of his jeans.

“Here…” Logan sits down as Roman bites back a smile. “There, is that better?”

The dragon chirps, waddling forward to take his tie in its mouth and tug lightly.

“That’s my tie, little one.”

Virgil hides a snort at watching Logan and the dragon pup examine each other, before his attention is caught by a tiny squeak from under the nest. He frowns, leaning down, expression softening when he sees a dragon pup hiding out of sight.

“Hey, there, bud,” he says softly, “you okay down there?”

The dragon pup flinches a little, cowering against the nest.

“It’s okay, I won’t hurt you.” He slowly offers a hand. “Why don’t you come out of there? That’s can’t be comfortable.”

The little pup sniffs at his hand.

“See? I’m not gonna hurt you. You can come out, it’s okay.” Virgil takes a seat on the ground and plucks a berry from a nearby bush. “You hungry?”

“Dragons are carnivores, Virgil.”

“Well, maybe these ones can also eat berries.”

“Maybe.”

Indeed, as the little dragon pup starts to crawl warily forward, taking the berry in its mouth, it seems to like it. Virgil smiles as the dragon crawls into his lap and curls protectively around the berry.

“See?”

“Alright, perhaps they do like berries.”

“You should write that down in your—“ Virgil cuts himself off before swatting Roman’s shoulder— “look at J.”

“What?”

“Shh, look at J!”

Roman turns, as does Logan.

Janus is sprawled out on one of the big flat rocks near the pond with at least three of the pups on his stomach. One of them has the cloak flopped over it like a blanket, kneading it with its talons. One of them is completely splayed out, wings wide, rolling back and forth on the soft ruffles.

And one of them is staring at Janus with its tongue hanging out.

Janus’s tongue is poking out too.

“Aww! Janus is blepping!”

“I am not!”

“Yes, you are!”

“Am not!”

See? There are nice dragons after all.

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zenitsuharadagoku · 3 years ago

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Top male reader (Heracles) x Shinmon Benimaru soulmate au part 2

Warnings-cursing,MalexMale,grammar errors a big possibility, spoilers for those who don’t know the truth behind human combustion, Long. AS always I do not own any of the gifs, pictures, Fire Force, Record of Ragnarok, Beyblade or any other anime mentioned here, there creators do. All I own is this fanfic idea

Note-since Heracles height is not confirmed in either the manga or the wiki as far as I seen he is 6’9 compared to benimaru’s 5’7 . I refers to Heracles.unless specified to be other character like konro

Some info about Male reader(Heracles) powers in this au . Compound pyrokinetic

Meteor L-drago - creates and controls a dragon made of fire

Nezha- summons a three-headed six armed avatar of flame with a spear of fire a ring of fire plus fists made of you guess it fire.

Can also set his fist on fire to increase punching power making him a dangerous hand to hand combatant.

Last time on dragon ball z kai kidding kidding -recap little boy grabs statue of Thor (see part 1)

I tell the little boy moving backwards a bit now kid no manner what happens in the following moments you got to believe that Thor and Tsunade can protect you and your grandma from fire you must not let go of that faith ok I mean it be steadfast and believe. Little boy ok mister I believe. I think to myself I hope he does otherwise I gonna have to book it for killing two people with fire. Old lady says wait what are you planning to do young man. “ nothing much man just this I quickly extend my right fist forward in a jab summoning Meteor L-drago who rushes towards the boy and old lady who screams along with the crowd of onlookers . Aaaaaaah the old lady screams while the little boy holds the Thor statue in a tight grip but just as it looks like the pair are about to be consumed in flame a purple barrier appears around the pair stoping and dissipating L-drago

See what did I say I told you guys that the power of lord Thor and lady Tsunade is real. The crowd is speechless as well as the old woman until an old man speaks well more like yells are you insane you fucking priest you could have killed them, somebody else in the crowd says yeah your crazy someone inform the fire Force about a crazy pyrokinetic Heretic priest no call the holy Sol temple.the crown starts to get more agitated I think to myself seems I worn out my welcome in order to avoid the Fire force or the holy Sol temple priests or having to kick everyone’s ass in this small crowd I start sprinting away leaving my lord Thor and Lady Tsunade small statues ( that can fit in a pocket) but out the corner of my left eye I see a young man pick up one of the statues alright success I say to myself two new worshippers of Lord Thor and Lady Tsunade to be honest in a area that has a company that is an entity of the Holy Sol temple two worshippers are better that what I was expecting due to that bullshit that only the holy Sol temple can administer medicine what nonsense. As I continue running I can’t help but spare a quick look at my left arm where the first words my soulmate will ever say to me are written “ what the fuck did you call me you wannabe delusional priest fuck” . Hehe haha seems I have a spitfire as a soulmate I can’t wait to meet you. Some time later after I have left the Nerma ward far behind me. I currently in the Ota ward staying in the house of fellow worshippers of Thor and Tsunade (for the worshippers imagine Ishizu and Seto Kaiba from Yugioh I always shipped them together) . Thank you guys for letting me stay here for the night no problem Oracle we are happy to help you if need me says Seto anything to help the one who gave us a new hope says Ishizu. We have a nice dinner then I retire to sleep in a guess room they have prepared to be as I fall asleep I feel myself being summoned , familiar with the sensation I close my eyes and do this gesture for I am before my lord and lady

What can I do for you my lord and lady . Thor says don’t think that everyone we summon we want something no we are just here to tell you that you have done good work in gathering worshippers. Tsunade yeah you have gathered 600 believers. I say but it’s not enough right for our plan right. Lord Thor confirms what I said yeah if we want to lock away the world where the doppelgängers that cause human combustion come from as they appear in this world we need more power born from belief as we said when we first called to you we are Gods of another world far away from this one our existence is not as strong here as it was in our world. Lord Thor says “ we have also come to warn you about a secret meeting held by the Sol temple turns out The Holy Sol Shadows have been given a mission to eliminate you because of the new religion you have formed because of the 600 hundred worshippers we have a lot of them were former strong worshippers of Sol. I figured that was going to happen let them come I am strong enough to beat them. We know but be careful if you get killed your our strongest link to this world without you we will not be able to set up the barrier to stop human combustion. No worries by Lord and Lady I will accomplish my task and also succeed on my quest to find my Soulmate. As the realm I was in fades away I see Lay Tsunade says something I cannot hear to Lord Thor . “ Thor we did make the right choice in choosing or link to this world right sometimes I wonder if maybe we were wrong he is not what we are used tool in a oracle. Thor responds getting slightly irritated don’t doubt or path and Choice now Tsunade he is not what we are used too in a oracle but he is what is needed don’t be a fool. Heracles will succeed no manner what.small time skip as the weeks passed I have made it all the way to Edogawa ward after gathering more Believers of Lord Thor and Tsunade in koto ward . It was a surprise why I was once again talking to the crowd I saw the company four captain Hague in the crowd but he did not stop me or anything. After my speech to the crowd he told me that what I said was interesting and he even took a lord Thor and Lady Tsunade statue with him I won’t exactly say he is a believer but i guess the rumors of him being a heretic were sort of true after all alright next stop Asakusa at least that is what I would like to say while in Sumida Ward while taking a short-cut through some backstreets I see a bunch of clown-like looking people

Hello good evening clowns is there something I can do for you I say while being on guard for these people are filled with bloodlust . They don’t answer me I see you must be the Holy Sol shadows I was told about by my Lord and Lady. Clowns attack don’t let him escape I activate Nezha punching a couple of them while nezha’s spear blocks what looks to be the leader’s sword. I know that a full on battle will cause destruction so I do this

With Nezha’s spear and summon L-drago and ride him out of the scene as fast as possible if I kept fighting I would have endangered the people of Sumida Ward for I believe this group does not care for any damage done as long as they remain anonymous.through I could have killed them if I used my hidden ace

Power -Crush String by playing my harp and channeling my pyrokinetic powers to my fingers I can attack with powerful and fast strings of plasma that are capable of cutting through any defense.

You know by riding Meteor L-Drago I make a spectacular entrance in Asakusa playing my harp (Without using Crush String why would I use a deadly attack like that against innocent people really). I quickly gather a crowd and start speaking while softly playing a calm but somber song on my harp speaking about how Lord Thor and Lady Tsunade can protect people from fire and Infernal attacks through the power of Faith and how a great and amazing thing will happen once enough people have faith in the Gods I am speaking off. Meanwhile while I talk to the crowd Unknown to me . Konro tells Benimaru , hey Beni what do you think this is for . Benimaru tells konro I don’t know but I don’t like it all I see is a wannabe priest wanting to scam the people of my town I take care of this. Konro “ wait Beni at least talk to him first goodness I just know there going to be repairs to do.while talking I see something I have not seen before I stop talking rushing to a man I see approaching me with a serious look on his face I say before he can even speak “WHOA hi there did anyone ever tell you your eyes look wicked awesome cutie!”. I get punched in the face while the man gets into a combat stance and says “what the fuck did you call me you wannabe delusional priest fuck”. He blinks realizing what he heard and what he said. I get up a say excited wow my soulmate is cute and strong hi I am Heracles what your’s name cutie . First up he says the name is Shinmon Benimaru and I am not cute I am hot got that. I say there no reason you can’t be both I searched so long for you so what happens now . Benimaru looks at me and breathes deeply well since your my soulmate I can’t run you out of Asakusa like I was planning too so why don’t you tell me about these so call Gods of yours while I give you a tour of Asakusa that sounds great I pat his head and grab his hand lead the way you hot cutie. He lightly blushes I see a guy running to us slightly out of breath Beni wait don’t do anything reckless he looks a me and Benimaru’s interlocked hands a Waka I see you found your soulmate that’s great hello there I am Konro nice to meet you... ohh sorry for not introducing myself my name is Heracles nice to meet you too. Benimaru tells konro to keep the twins busy while he gives me a tour . While we are walking I see people looking at me and Benimaru while looking at our interlocked hands and smiling to themselves. I talk Benimaru so is Beni a name only Konro can call you or can I call you that too . Benimaru tells me slightly huffing humf I just met you while we are soulmates I want to get to know you as a person before you can call me that ok . I understand even if we are soulmates we got to get to know each other better I have another nickname preference in mind anyway I say smiling. So as the tour ends we end up eating dinner I talk about myself my powers also go into Details about My lord Thor and Lady Tsunade Benimaru tells me about Konro’s illness , himself and what he likes to do also tells me he wants to test my combat prowess for himself. Benimaru “ hey Heracles you do not force people to follow your Gods right I reply quickly of course not it’s entirely voluntary my God and Goddess want real faith not forced Faith.okay Benimaru tells me “you can continue speaking about your Gods here in Asakusa I really do not want to run you out of town I thought I never was going to meet you that you would die before I met you”. Don’t worry Benimaru I hug him pulling him into my lap I also thought the same deep inside me I tilt his head upwards so he looks me in the eyes but now that we are together we don’t have to worry about that I kiss him softly on the forehead he tells me hey I think you missed I blink ok I won’t next time I kiss him on the lips gently while keeping my arms around him the door quickly opens hey konro Waka and Heracles are kissing says one of the twins . Konro immediately appears and grabs her by the back of the kimono sorry about this he closes the door . I laugh a little I guess things will be more interesting from now on. (I make a part3)

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askthekuvaqbrothers · 3 years ago

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I know you're still working on other prompts, but here me out... the boys meeting Wenzel and Toni for the first time. :)

“Have you considered schooling?”

Hermes withheld his mumbling, “I've…. Considered.”

Taking a tea break with Gizmo had become a regular occurrence during work, letting the two talk without having to take up more time in the day with official meetings. The town's service provider was a trusted confidant to Hermes, and not just because of patient confidentiality.

He'd already offered so much assistance in the wild world of child raising, and he'd probably continue to as the boys got older. There were just a few suggestions that Hermes couldn't see working. Like that one.

“See, I've tried a little bit of home learning, but only Cletus is taking to it. The other two lose interest quickly, cause disruptions, and before you know it the three are off doing something else."

“Well, a structured environment like a classroom, and peers of similar age, might just be the thing to change their behaviour. There aren’t many children in Kuvaq, but perhaps if they could make friends with one or two others?”

The encounter with Burnert and his daughter Toni came to mind.

“Hmm.”

“Even just as a trial. And they know who to call if there's trouble.”

“Well...”

Gizmo poured him another cup, giving his best reassuring smile. He’d been so trusted in all matters around his sons, but he was also a great personal confidant. It must have been years since he’d been able to have someone he could talk with, intellectually, and trust to understand him.

“I suppose we can try.”

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“Yeah we're going to school!!" Rufus bounced around the house, bumping into furniture and his family alike. When he shoved into Cletus’ shoulder, the green-haired boy shoved back.

“I bet you don’t even know what a school is.”

“Maybe so! But it means we're going somewhere new, somewhere outside, right Dad?!”

“That’s right, and because we’re going out, I need you all to be on your best behaviour. Understand?”

They all nodded, each at different levels of enthusiasm, with Argus pointedly looking at the floor.

“Good. Now hold hands, and let's go see what school is like.”

Cletus took Hermes' hand, the old man hunching a little further so he didn’t have to reach too far, while Rufus took his free hand and Argus took the remaining one to stop any wandering fingers.They left their small house and made their way across town, heading out the gates and down towards a smaller walled area which has its own gates, and gate keeper, who greeted them warmly.

“Hello there, would you happen to be the Herald family?”

“Yes, I’m Hermes and these are my sons Cletus, Ruf- Rufus stop that.”

He was swinging his arms wildly, to which Cletus was resisting and Argus was competing against. A measured frown got them to calm the motions.

“Cletus, Rufus and Argus. They’ll be trialing school today.”

“Wonderful! I’m Gary, Kuvaq’s main teacher. Most other kids are here already, so if you’d like to come in.”

Gary pushed open the gates, revealing a large flat and open area that looked to have most hazards removed. A large rectangle was drawn in the centre, while off to the left were rows of tables and chairs placed in front of a large board. Towards the back was a standalone building with a large window and an awning, and to the right was another that had various extensions added onto it. There were several children of varying ages playing within the space, once of which Hermes noticed was Toni, who was with another girl looking at a cactus.

“Were you planning on staying for the lesson Mr Herald?”

“Oh, as much as I’d love to, I must get to work soon. Though if there’s any trouble-”

“Haha, don’t worry, Gizmo has informed me of the situation. I keep flare guns for communication just in case!”

Gray pulled the gun from the waistband of his pants, grinning, before slipping it back into place. He then cupped his hands around his mouth, calling out for the children to gather. Hermes knelt to address his sons.

“Alright, now please, be on your best behaviour-”

Rufus slapped a hand on his mouth.

“Shushushu… shu. You have n’uttn to be worried about!” He slung his arms over his brother's shoulders, dragging them into an unwanted huddle, “We’ll be good!”

With a hopeful smile, Hermes drew them all into a hug, praying that nothing would go wrong.

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“This is boooring.”

Gary was going on and on about something, which Rufus could only define as completely uninteresting. They were sitting at the tables with all the other kids, who were also at different levels of interest and very much not. Cletus had his eyes focused forward, but his frown was clearly aimed.

“Maybe to a simpleton like you, I on the other hand-”

“Come on, let's ditch.” Rufus turned enough to begin kicking Argus’s chair, “Hey, hey, hey.”

Cletus rolled his eyes, “He’s asleep.”

They stared at their brother, who looked to be staring ahead, but his mouth was slightly open and a tiny drip of drool was forming.

“Drat, how does he do that? I have to use little sticks to hold mine open!”

“Just still still for once and listen to the teacher.”

Rufus faced the front with a pout, swinging his legs. If he swung them far enough, he could see his toes on the other side of the table. And if he spilled down and stretched his toes, he could nudge the chair in front of him. Which he did.

Several times.

Until the kid who was seated in it spun around and growled at him.

‘Growling? Who does that?’

So obviously he growled back.

“Stop that! You’re being embarrassing.” Cletus hissed.

“Alright class,” Gary clapped his hands, “Now we’re going to pair off to do a task. I will give each group a letter, and you’ll have to think of a word that starts with that letter. Then, you need to figure out a way to have everyone guess the word, without talking!”

Whispers went around the group. Argus’ head fell forward before it snapped back to alert, giving Rufus a giggle, to which Cletus further shushed him.

“Now, the pairs will be-”

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Argus kicked at the dirt, completely ignoring his work partner. He wasn’t interested in whatever they were supposed to be doing, he would much rather be playing with his brothers, or napping. Though he napped best around his brothers so really, he just wanted to be home.

“Hey! Are you even listening?!”

The boy he’d been paired with (‘S... Se..Sick? Sike?’) was around a head taller than him, and really thin, probably making him a few years older. Though that didn’t mean anything really, just that he probably shouldn’t look like he was about to throw a tantrum.

“This a baby task, meant for dumb little babies. Since I’m clearly not the baby here, then you should do all the work.”

Argus regarded him for a moment, then went back to kicking the dirt, gazing around the yard to see what the other two were doing.

“Hey, pay attention when someone talks to you!”

Rufus looked to be enjoying himself, waving wildly at the tiny kid he was with. Cletus was with the girl they’d met the other day, but he didn’t look comfortable-

There was a hand gripping the top of his head.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you?! Can’t do anything without your dumb brothers?”

Argus felt his eye twitch. The hand shook his head from side to side.

“I’m surprised I don’t hear rattling. Though, maybe afterwards I’ll go shake the other two to make sure you're not just sharing one bolt for a brain around.”

He grabbed the offending hand by the wrist in a vice grip, and looked up at the older boy.

“Don’t touch them.”

“Or you’ll what little baby-”

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Toni stared at Cletus.

Cletus… struggled to match her gaze.

It was really scrutinising.

He hadn’t even said anything to her yet, but here he was, stuck being judged by the girl who defeated all three of them.

“You really are a drago-”

Her expression became a glare.

“What was that?”

“...nothing.”

“Right.”

It softened again, and thankfully this time she turned her eyes to the sky.

“Sooo, what are we gonna pick?”

Cletus turned the metal square the teacher had given them in hand, until the line beneath the letter was at the bottom.

“We got the letter P.”

“Wow, I’m kinda surprised you knew to do that.”

“Someone in the family needs reading comprehension.”

“P… Hmmm…. Oh! I’ve got the perfect idea!”

“What, you’re not even going to ask for my thoughts?”

“I-” Toni was taken back a little by how offended he immediately looked, “...sure, what’s your idea?”

His smile was very proud, “Well, words are my speciality.”

Reading his fathers growing collection of books was one of his favourite things to do, making him much more versed in the world of words than either of his brothers, something he took great pride in.

“Well, for the letter P there is- plagiarize, prosecution, participate, profound, plutonium… pigeon.”

Toni just stared at him.

“And how exactly would we get people to guess those? I mean, maybe the last one, that would be funny, but the other ones...”

“If they can’t guess them, then we’re clearly too smart for them.”

She sighed.

“No, we’re going to do things my way. You just follow along.”

“Hu? But, you haven’t even said what word you thought of!”

She slung an arm over his shoulders, bringing him in close.

“Do as I say, or you’ll be playing ‘pigeon’, by yourself, in front of allll the other kids.”

He gulped, and nodded.

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“Hi!”

“H-hi.”

Rufus bent over at a 90 degree angle, staring directly into the face of his work partner.

"You're reeeeally small!"

He almost looked to get smaller when he sighed, which was even funnier. He couldn’t stop the grin covering his face, but he did manage to stick out a hand.

“I’m Rufus!”

He didn’t reach for it right away, adjusting his glasses and checking how far away the teacher was, before he accepted the shake.

“Wenzel.”

His whole arm was rapidly shaken.

“That’s a funny name!”

When he was finally released, Wenzel had to also adjust his hair and coat to straighten himself out. He had no idea what to make of this new kid.

“You look like you’d know a thing or two about funny.”

“Yeah I know all about fun! You wanna play?”

“We should be doing what the teacher asked.”

“Oh, right. What was that again?”

Wenzel tilted his head, watching the other boy curiously. He opened his mouth, but then reconsidered, instead holding up the letter square. Rufus just blinked at it.

“We have to pick a word, remember?”

Recognition, finally, as he waved his arms about, “An eff word!”

“Yes. And it has to be something we can pretend for others to guess.”

“Let’s pick something exciting! With energy!”

“Hmmm, energetic, f… what about fire? Teacher didn't say anything against using sound effects, so maybe-"

Rufus gasped.

"Great idea! It's like I thought of it myself! Or maybe I did, and I beemed it into your head- AH!” He grabbed his little round head, "We're connected Wenzel. With you as my sidekick, I’ll be unstoppable.”

“Sidekick-?!”

“Shush, say no more. I know exactly what you’re thinking now, and yes, it’s a great honor. Now we’ll just need a few things to do the best presentation ever!”

Wenzel wriggled from Rufus’ grip, stepping out of his arms reach for now.

“What ‘things’?”

“Well first I need a g-”

“CHILDREN. THIS IS NOT AN APPROVED SCHOOL ACTIVITY.”

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Both boys turned out the sudden shouting, looking to where all the other children were quickly gathering around Gary. Grabbing Wenzels hand, Rufus practically dragged his new friend to the scene, coming up behind their teacher to join the chanting mob.

“ARGH! Make him stop! Make him stop!!”

Gary was trying his hardest to simply push the two children apart, but when it proved useless he had to resort to using both hands to try to pry Argus’ teeth off the other boy's hand. When even that failed, Gary moved one hand to fumble for the flare gun, but had to drop it when Argus shifted his jaw to also bite down on the other invading fingers. Wenzel looked up at Rufus, who didn’t seem to care for the scene.

“Isn’t that your brother? Shouldn’t you do something?

Rufus was wholly focused on the gun on the floor, “Just what the presentation needs.”

“We won’t have a presentation if the teacher is hurt!” When he didn’t look convinced, Wenzel added, “Plus, you’d be showing off how cool you are to the whole class if you step in right now.”

Rufus finally looked at his short friend, then looked around the group. Cletus was watching beside Toni, both talking to each other, not looking like they were going to help out. He sighed, but looked a bit smug about it.

“Guess it all falls to Rufus to save the day.”

He stepped into the scene (while also grabbing the gun and slipping it into his belt pouch), and put himself between his brother and the others.

“Hey. You’re gonna ruin my chance to do a awesome presentation. Stop.”

He pinched Argus’ nose to get his attention. When they locked eyes, Rufus broke out his best pout, the one that alway got Dad to give him an extra snack. He knew that with any luck-

Argus let go, shaking his head to release Rufu’s grip, before spitting blood onto the ground. The boy he’d bit wailed, cradling his hand, and Gary took stock of his own injury, gaze flicking to the brothers in case of more violence. When it looked that Argus was now content with his actions, Gary stood tall to address the class.

“W-well, I hope you all take this as an example of what not to do during class. If you must bite someone, please do it off school property. Now, I’m going to take Sikke to see Gizmo. Argus, please see yourself to the timeout box,” He pointed to a little cage by the nearest building, “And the rest of you, keep working on your presentations until I return. Then we can all show off what amazing words we chose!”

With a grin, Gary left the school yard with Sikke.

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“I’m so sorry-”

“Please Mr. Herald, all things considered, a little biting should have been expected. A new environment can be stressful and scary to young children. I should have kept a closer eye on how he was reacting to others.”

Hermes wrung his hands, but tried to copy Gary’s smile. Yes, Argus had apparently come within millimetres of taking Sikke’s pinky finger off, but other than that (and a few nicks on Gary’s hand) the boys hadn’t caused any trouble. The school day had been mostly a success.

He’d made the choice to return with Gary after Gizmo had explained the situation, so he could scold Argus while the event was still fresh, and be able to watch Rufus and Cletus’ presentations before they headed home.

As they entered the yard, they found most of the children just playing their own games. When Gary pointed out the timeout box, they did in fact find Argus sitting inside, watching Rufus who was using the cage to climb up onto the building's awning. Wenzel was already on it, trying to help pull him up.

“Okay children! Back to your desks, it’s time to present!”

Once they’d gotten the two off the awning, Hermes collected Argus in his arms and stood where they could watch. Rufus wouldn’t stop squirming in his seat as each pair went up, though it was Toni and Cletus who went before him.

“Just like I said.”

“I know what I’m doing.”

Cletus held up the letter square, Toni cleared her throat.

“We got the letter P. Please try to guess our word.”

He squatted down to set the square aside, then curled his arms over his head and stayed in that position. Toni began to mime; acting like she was carrying something, setting it down, moving something up and down, picking the first again, but it was heavier now, then she shuffled next to Cletus and pretended to pour it on him. Cletus then slowly unfurled, until he was standing tall with his arms in the air, face dead serious.

Rufus lost it, almost falling from his seat with laughter.

To his credit, Cletus scowled, but remained in his position. There were 'umm's and 'ahh's around the group, until the girl Toni had been originally playing with raised her hand.

"Plant!"

"You got it An!"

Toni went over and gave her a high-five, while Cletus went back to his seat, head held high. He bopped Rufus on the head for good measure.

"Nice choice of word and wonderful display you two! Okay, the next pair is Wenzel and Rufus."

"Finally!"

He launched from his seat, dashing to the front with Wenzel following as close as his short legs would let him. When they were both facing the class, Wenzel held the letter square as high as he could while Rufus addressed everyone.

"Our letter was Fff! Watch and be amazed at our presentation!"

Hermes shivered.

"Why do I feel like…"

Wenzel began to mime clicking to rocks together.

"Chk, Chk, Chk-"

"BWOOSH!"

Rufus whipped out the flare gun, firing it at the nearby building, where the flare landed and ignited something on the awning. It only took seconds before something else caught, and quickly the whole thing was alight.

Rufus grinned widely.

"GUESS! Go on, GUESS!!"

Gary leapt forward, moving to usher the children away from the growing inferno, while Hermes stood in shock, feeling years slipping off his lifespan. When Argus began tugging at his collar, he got enough sense back to step away.

"I can guess this one. It's fire."

"... Good job. I think that's enough school for now. "

#Deponia #Deponia Rufus #Deponia Cletus #Deponia Argus #Deponia Hermes #Deponia Gizmo #Deponia Toni #Deponia Wenzel #LONG POST #Deponia Fanfiction #Kuvaq Brothers #Deponia AU #PHEW #I should leave this for fresh eyes but also CONTENT

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