#oc: zander

[shalpilot]

THE PRONOUNS SQUAD

[kar-uma]

zander, the astrologer oracle wizard

[phasdraw]

mor older ocs..... uli (theyre a mer-eel!) and zander (centaur!) this time :3

[winterwoodragon]

Groovin!

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

it's not just hair daddy.

Word Count - 2.4k

till forever falls apart masterlist

Jack was feeling overwhelmed as he was standing in his master bathroom, looking at all the products Idris would use for both their children's hair. It didn’t help when he realized time was slipping away from him, and although the kids have been up since 7 am, he hasn’t attempted to get himself or the kiddos ready for the Rangers game he was supposed to leave for in 45 minutes. Jack was supposed to be at the rink in a little over an hour, to take the team bus to Madison Square Garden. The plan was that since today was his day, he was going to give the kids to Idris at the rock and she was going to drive them to MSG in the city. The kids haven’t seen their dad play a game all season and Zander has been begging to go. Despite whatever problems Idris and Jack were having, she would do anything to make either of her children’s happiness. Which today includes going to her baby daddy’s / used to be fiances’ game. 

The only thing that Jack had to do was get them ready, which was fine except for doing their hair. Jack’s anxiety was only rising, his breath picking up slightly as he continued to look at all the different products, bows and hair clips she left for Zola’s hair. Jack decided that he would leave and get both of his kids dressed and then figure out the hair situation. As he leaves the bathroom he can hear Bluey on the tv still playing, and Zola laying on the bed but Zander nowhere in sight. 

“Hi Zozo.” he cues as he picks up his daughter and she giggles as Jack slightly bounces her on his hip. “Where did your brother go?” he asks her, knowing he won’t get a response. “Huh where?” He continues to talk in a baby voice, as he leaves his room and goes to look for his son. He finds Zander on the couch eating some cheerios out of his safe no spill toddler bowl. 

Before Jack can even speak to his son, he hears Luke’s voice from the kitchen. “Dude you're not even dressed. We’re gonna be late.” he scolds Jack. “Oh my god! Neither is Zo. What have you been doing for the last 30 minutes?” The annoyance in Luke’s voice was clear and Jack winced ever so slightly embarrassed his little brother was scolding him. 

“Listen I can get dressed in like 5 minutes okay. I’m gonna get the kids ready and then I will throw on some suit and we’ll leave. We have plenty of time.” Jack says, but he isn’t sure if the words are supposed to bring his little brother comfort or himself. 

Turning towards his son who is still as happy as can be eating his snack that Luke must've gotten him; he says “Come on Z, let’s go to your room and get dressed.” Slightly reaching out his hand that isn’t holding his daughter, gesturing towards his son to take his hand. 

“B-but I wanna finish me snack.” his son pouts. 

“My snack honey, not me snack.” Jack smirks at his son’s grammar mistake. 

“Bro this is not a time for a grammar lesson!” Luke screams from the kitchen which Jack ignores continuing to talk to his son. 

“You can bring it with you, and eat it while I do your hair.” Jack offers and Zander smiles at his sheeming off the coach and grabbing his hand as Luke continues to yell from the kitchen. 

“Oh my god Jack! You’re doing their hair too! Frick we’re definitely gonna be late.”  Luke complains, as he shoves a mouthful cereal in his mouth from his own bowl of cereal. Although Jack appreciates that Luke used ‘frick’ instead of ‘fuck’ in front of the kids he still needs to take a deep breath, his patience with his brother wearing thin.

“Will you shut up!” he yells at Luke as he guides Zander to his and Zola’s room. Originally the family of five was supposed to move to a townhouse so each kid has their own room, but that was before Idris asked for a break. Plus it doesn’t matter if they share a room, they both end up with Jack most nights they are with him anyway. Putting Zola down on the rug, as he goes to Zander’s dresser picking out new underwear for him and two options for pants. “Which pair is black or dark green?” he asks squatting down resting on the balls of his feet so Zander can see both. 

Jack watches his son as he has that slight crease in his brows, and a slight smirk on his lips as he decides what color pants he wants to wear. Jack has a smile on his face, because Zander looks as if someone is trying to teach his little two-year-old brain pre-algebra. “Uhhh green.” 

Jack nods as he helps his son step out of his pajama pants as Zander uses his shoulders to balance on. He goes to help Zander out of his underwear, but Zander protests. “No. Daddy. Only pants.” 

Before Zander can continue to protest Jack changes so he is on his knees as he tries to reason with his son. “Zander. You have to change your underwear. It’s not an option.” Jack’s voice is stern with him. He can tell his son is about to make a dash for the door, so he wraps his arms around Zander as he begins to fight Jack. Zander continues his protests and finally Jack looks his son in the eye and says “okay here is the deal, you change your underwear or you can’t come to Uncle Lukey’s and my game today.” 

Zander has a full blown pout, his hands in fists as he finally says “fine.” Jack takes a deep breath as he feels like he has just got through the worst of getting his kids ready. Once the pants are on, Jack puts a long sleeve shirt on his son and then lets him decide between his jersey that says “daddy” or a devils hoodie. Zander picks the hoodie because “i wanna ma’ch with sissy.”

“Okay now first you eat your snack, then we’ll go do your hair. Okay buddy.” Jack never thought he would be someone who uses “first, then statements” with anyone let alone his kids. But Idris said they should try to use them as much as possible with Z to see if it helps with stubbornness when it comes to transitioning to a new task and terrible tantrums. Jack quickly grabs Zola’s devils sweatshirt which is too big on her still, and some sweats for her. 

“Hi baby. Let’s get you dressed” as Jack finally gives attention to his daughter she babbles happily in response. 

“Da-da” she says.

“Yeah baby that’s me.” he responds as he quickly uses the changing table to change her clothes. “Okay Z time to go.” he says as he lifts his daughter up even though she can walk it’s very slow and Jack is on a time crunch. Zander gets up with his bowl which still is full, ‘how much fucking cereal did Luke give you’ Jack thinks to himself. 

As they pass the living room again, they see Luke again this time fully dressed including shoes and his feet on the table. “Dude feet off.” Jack says as he passes him using his leg to kick Luke’s foot off the coffee table. 

Luke doesn’t even look up from his phone as he says “not to sound like you, but time check we only have 30 minutes left.” Luke mumbles as Jack passes him with Zander following close behind. Jack ignores him, but as soon as Jack is out of sight he puts his long legs out again on the table, looking up and smirking about Zander, quickly motioning for Zander not to tell on him. Zander stops following his dad and starts giggling with his uncle until he hears his dad call him and he rushes off. 

Thankfully Jack left Zola’s bouncer in his room and he places her in it, so starts using her feet to follow her dad. “Not yet Zo.” he mumbles as Zander finally comes into the room. Jack reaches for his son, suddenly picking him up and slightly throwing him in the air causing Zander to squeal loudly. “Okay Z, time for hair.” As he carries Z to the bathroom, he can hear Zola behind him following behind in her bouncer. Jack places Zander on the step he kept in his bathroom so Zander can reach the sink. “Okay ready?” he asks, making eye-contact through the mirror. 

“Mmmhh” his son mumbles as he brings his bowl to his level so he can continue to eat. Jack grabs the bottle of water and sprays Zanders hair. “No daddy.” his son says. 

“What?” Jack asks. 

“That’s not how mama does it.” Zander complains with a huff. Jack takes a deep breath as he places the bottle on the sink. 

“Z I did your hair like this yesterday and it was fine.” trying to reason with his son. 

“No. Gotta use da cream.” he complains. 

Jack tries to gently tell his son. “Baby. That's only when your hair is wet.” 

“NO BABY.” Zander screams at the top of his lungs because Jack called him by that pet name. 

“Right. No baby sorry.” Jack apologizes immediately hoping that Zander won’t go into a full meltdown. 

Sadly, Jack’s efforts went in vain as Zander continued to scream “I WANT Mama.” 

Jack sighs deeply, “You are going to see Mama in less than an hour Z. But the longer you fight me, the later you are gonna see Mama.” 

Zander’s jaw is still locked as he thinks about what his dad just told him, as he mumbles something under his breath for Jack to continue he grabs the bottle again and finishes wetting the baby curls. Jack at this point is rushing and forgets to put the leave in a conditioner that is also a detangler. Zander’s hair doesn’t look long but it is, and in the first couple seconds almost immediately the tears come down his face as it hurts. “I’m sorry honey.” Jack apologizes for using the detangler. 

Despite it not hurting anymore, Zander doesn’t stop his screaming cries. “I waaannttt mommy.” he cries and it hits Jack as if a bad hit on the ice does. 

Jack stops brushing his hair for a second, “I know honey. Deep breath for me okay?” Jack tries to get his son to take a deep breath before he makes himself sick from crying so hard. Jack mumbles something along the lines of “there ya go” as he bends down with a tissue from the sink to wipe Zander’s tears and snot off his face. 

Zander’s lip is still quivering, as he says “it’s not just the hair daddy.” 

Jack breath catches, if he didn’t feel like a piece of shit before he does now at his son’s words. Jack doesn’t say anything to his son for a minute. Until he says“Okay. Well your hair is done. Why don’t you go hangout with Uncle Luke while I do Zozo’s hair and get ready.” 

Zander nods his head as he steps off the stoll, as he passes Zola he says “good ‘uck.” He completely misses the l in ‘luck.’ But the fact that he wishes his little sister luck simply because their dad is going to do her hair makes Jack smile. 

It doesn’t take Jack long to do Zola’s hair, he uses red bow clips to clip two little ponytails. Jack knows that it doesn’t look as good as if Idris did it but it will have to do. Quickly he goes to get dressed and grabs Zola as he grabs the diaper bag, as he goes to the living room. Thankfully Luke put Zander’s shoes on and Jack could hear while he was getting dressed that it was a fight about how he wanted to wear his flip-flops and Luke didn’t want him to. 

“Alright let’s go.” Jack says diaper bag on one arm diaper bag on another. 

“Daddy?”

“Yeah Z” he asks.

“I wanna be carried,” he complains. 

“I can’t carry you with the diaper bag, and Zola.” 

“Oh my god give me the fucking bag I can’t do this.” Luke says, as he locks the apartment door.

“You don’t wanna take Zola?” he asks as Luke practically rips the bag of his shoulder. 

“And risk a Zola meltdown. Naw I’m good.” as he continues to walk quickly to the elevator as Jack bends down to scoop up his son. 

“Are you excited Z?” Jack asks. 

“Yup.” popping his ‘p’ 

Thankfully when they get to the stadium, they are only a few minutes late. Luke grabs the gear from the trunk he already had packed earlier in the day. He doesn’t even try to say bye as he runs to the bus, committed to his promise of “I will not be late because you are shit at time management Jack.” Thankfully Idris is already there and opens the back door to great the kids. 

“Mommy.” Zander shreeks. 

“Hi baby.” she coos, Jack rolls his eyes at the nickname knowing that Zander will only smile at Idris calling him that. 

“Oh I see Daddy did your hair.” she says to Zola and then she turns to Zanders flattened curls “oh and your Zander.” 

“Listen, I tried my best, Iddy.” Jack mumbles looking down at the garage floor feeling shy all of a sudden, as she only giggles at him. 

Jack's cheeks start to feel warm, as he blushes at her. “I know J.” The light pink blush only becomes darker at the nickname. ‘She hasn’t called me that in months.’ he thinks to himself. “Don’t worry I have hair stuff in my bag, I had a feeling.” As she lightly pats Jacks cheek. 

“HUGHES LET’S GO.” Jack turns his head fast, as he sees Coach Shelden yelling for him. 

“You better go.” Idris mumbles. 

“Here.” Jack shoves the remote for his car in her hand. “Take it. It’ll be easier, plus it’s my game you shouldn’t have to pay for gas.” 

“Jack.” the way she sighs his name like she is about to protest. But Jack doesn’t wait to listen; he just starts to jog backwards towards the bus. “It’s yours! Hey you look beautiful I’ve always said red is your color.” and now it was Idris turn to blush but Jack doesn’t see as he turns to run to the bus hoping he gets there fast enough that he won’t have to do bag skates next practice.

[radioactive-synth]

You and me together… this is my kinda freakshow.

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I commissioned @redreart for my long-time dream of having a beautiful art of my Sole Survivor, Vaughn Aleksandros Zander, having a sweet tender moment with one of his partners, Hancock. thank you again!

i recommend you check out her commission post!

[san-la-vraie234]

Happy Valentine's Day, stay alone, it's less suffering 🗿

[fourfoldfires]

happy year of the snake to him and him only 🐍💗

[shiocreator]

Haven't drawn this guy in awhile

[shalpilot]

Looks like it's clearing up.

[space-writes]

Leshanna backstory time!!! i've been waiting so long to get to this lil conversation~

[plaintext in alt and under the cut]

“My fathers don’t know I dropped out,” she said. “But I…it’s not just that. I’ve been avoiding them since before I left Cyvanil, and the last time they saw me, I…I looked very different.”

“How different?”

She gave him a weak smile. “About as different as you looked before you became the irritating man you are today.”

“First off, I’m a charming man, and you know it,” Zander said. “And secondly—what do you mean you didn’t tell them you were choosing womanhood? I know Oraladhel is a little different to Invereid about these things, but I thought—”

“I didn’t exactly do it on purpose!” Leshanna shoved to her feet, pacing before them. “I had it all planned out—my announcement, the ceremony…I was going to change under the starlight at midwinter, like a real damiri! And then one morning I just…woke up like this!” She gestured down at herself with a frustrated flick of her hands.

“Woke up like…” Zander’s eyes widened. He dropped his voice to something of a stage whisper. “Leshanna, the only people that happens to are witches.”

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[moonlighteclipse17]

Lucy: You're also charming, witty, and extremely cute. On top of that, you have a beautiful smile~

Zandra: Lucy! Don't say such embarrassing things...

I love these two so freakin much!!!! ❤️💜

[allosaurusrock-art]

This one is for rayrayrambles on IG-I keep forgetting to post.

[zagreusm]

I may or may not have become obssesed with these men, ehe

[san-la-vraie234]

Oh shoot.

From an old drawing.

[inkiest-silly]