#ok I say I was a weird kid and then here I go proving how weird I still am

[xiaq]

I want an AU where Steve is a werewolf and Eddie is a vampire except neither of them know about the other.

Eddie is the frontman of an up and coming band, but he's left his coven and surrounded himself with humans. They perform after sunset anyway so it's easy enough for him to hide his nature.

Steve has similarly left his toxic family pack and built his own pseudo-pack through the kids. He works as a park ranger. Or an ornithologist. Or something else nature-y/nerdy. But no one knows about his furry little secret.

Maybe Steve ends up attending a concert with one of the kids who has VIP passes and Eddie zeros in on Steve immediately at the meet and greet because he's pretty and preppy and delightfully out of place and also he smells good. And Steve is having similar thoughts, but he tries to play it off because there's no way an honest to god rock star would be interested in him and his polo and his boat shoes (also his hearing is temporarily fucked from the concert, so he doesn't register Eddie's lack of heartbeat).

After some light flirting, Eddie invites Steve back to his hotel and Steve is like, you know what? Yes. I am going to have a one night stand with the gorgeous front man of a metal band and I'll probably fall a little in love with him by the end of the night and it will break my heart when he kicks me out in the morning, but it will be an experience. Let me go drop off my kids and I'll be right back.

Except what he doesn't know is Eddie is planning to have a little snack while they're in the throes of passion––not enough to hurt Steve or anything, just enough that he'll have a pleasurable blackout and wake up tired but sated.

The only problem is that neck-biting (that breaks the skin) for wolves is the equivalent of marriage.

So when Eddie bites Steve, instead of a venom-drunk human, peacefully slipping into sleep in his arms, he gets a very horny, very confused, werewolf who is now insisting that they're married.

I can't decide if it would be funnier if Wolves/Vampires didn't know about each other, Ie:

"You're a Werewolf?" Eddie says, "What do you mean you're a werewolf? Werewolves exist? No. Shut up. Prove it."

And:

"Holy shit. A vampire. Vampires are real," Steve reaches for Eddie's face and Eddie is so baffled by the everything of this situation that he lets Steve pinch Eddie's top lip and peel it up off his fangs for a mortifyingly long moment. Eddie draws the line when he starts poking at Eddie's incisors, though.

"Why do I feel funny?" Steve mutters. "Will your venom kill me?"

"How should I know," Eddie hisses, only a little hysterical, "I didn't know wolves existed until two minutes ago, I've never bitten a wolf before."

"And you won't be biting any others, mister. Infidelity is not ok."

The other option is that wolves and vamps DO know about each other but stay so isolated in their covens and packs (and loners are super unusual) that they never interact. So Steve and Eddie are both like, dang, I'd been raised to think all of your kind were smelly/ugly/gross, but you uh, don't fit into that box at all. Weird.

Regardless, Steve (still naked, probably) crosses his arms all huffy, like, "well, we're married now, you're not going to bite me and then cast me aside like some harlot," and Eddie is like "...I'm weirdly ok with this, actually. No arguments here." And eventually they live happily ever after.

[jinxthequeergirl]

The ol Switcharoo (pt1.)

Stan x reader/ Ford x reader

Summary: you liked to assume you knew Stanford Pines better then most, but when you return to him after am extended trip you aren't sure you really do

Warning: NONE, she's looking as all hell and I apologize, it's mess I know but it's a start ok

Chat feel free to tell me is this is a dumb idea

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You where a weird kid growing up.

A fact you wouldn't deny. Even as a child you knew you where diffrent and what intrested you was odd. You embraced it. You loved all things creepy and crawly. While most kids your age had posters of there favorite superheros or cartoon characters while your room was plastered with that of monsters and ghouls.

Things from Dracula all the way to the Mysterious Mothman decorated your room, they were the movies you had on repeat books you stuffed your nose in. You loved it all. As you got older, you loved them more, thrusting yourself into science to prove they could existed in the natural world that they DID!

The supernatural world was out there and you where going to explore it. Even as a kid you would be caught monster hunting always running headfirst into adventure no fears.

Your mother was supportive of your every decision regardless of if she believed it lead anywhere or not. She was more happy you where just passionate about something at all and was eager to send you to college.

That's what led you straight to Stanford Pines. The man you would proudly proclaim as your best friend. You'd met during one of your shared classes in college, quickly finding out you had almost similar interests and ideals, everything he had to say fascinated you. And he was more then happy to have someone so eager to find the supernatural with him.

Soon enough you where inseparable. (Y/n) and Standford there was no stopping the pair of you two through all of college whatever you two went through you went through together ups and downs everything was shared. Adding fiddleford to the mix and your trio was complete.

You where of course the first person he had asked to move into his house in gravity falls to further your research together.

"This place is incredible Fordsie I mean think of how much is actually out there!" You exclaimed gesturing to the untamed woods of Oregon from the roof of the house. Ford chuckled adding the finishing touches to a page in his second edition journal before offering it too you for your stamp of approval.

You gladly accepted the book. "And just think about everything else there is to come once we get the machine up and running!" You took a pen of your own and scribbled something in, nodding in agreement to his statment before sitting down beside him.

You took in a breath of fresh air and exhaled a sigh of relief. Ford copying your action. "To think I almost would have never made it this far." He said staring up at the darkening sky.

"Well let's not think like that fordsie, everything that almost stopped you from coming here got you here didn't it?" You said as if you where asking the stars that began to speckle the sky.

He looked over at you. "Everything happens for a reason sixer. Plus you got me out of it didn't you?" You joked nudging him with your elbow.

"That It did." He mused while watching you stare up at the sky with content. He gave a soft smile. Of all the great mysteries in the world, you became his favorite. It didn't matter how well he though he knew you you still surprised him every day.

That was in the spring.

Everything about your life with Ford felt new, exciting, and perfect. You felt like your bond was stronger then ever, over the summer and fall. The perfect balance of cool and calculates and a fearless risktaker. You filled in for eachother where the other lacked completing eachother perfectly. Making your adventures flow smoothly.

Ford found himself thinking like this about you more often, stealing long looks at you when he thought you weren't looking. Standing closer to you, the trash in his room became filled with crumpled ink work of your likeness.

You had enjoyed the sudden burst of closeness you two had shared over the months you'd been in Oregon together it certainly didn't go as unnoticed as he had hopped it did.

He was a smart man, that was the one fundamental truth about himself no one could deny. But he was utterly clueless when it came to his own feelings

"Oooohwe you got it baaAAD don't you Stanford?" His face flushed at fiddlefords sudden outburst of excitement. "What are you talking about!?" He asked in a sharp hushed tone quickly averting his gaze from you only a few feet away.

"Standford I have known you almost ad long as you and y/n have been friends and I'm no expert but I do think I recognize how you look at them has changed."

"I pfft.. I wouldn't...that's my bestfriend-" He fumbled for his words face flushed a deeper red then before as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Mcgucket! Fordsie! I'm head up to bed for the night! Don't stay up too late." You chimmed in with a yawn.

"Hahah! Yes very good y/n! Very good get good rest for not let the gnomes bite! Ahaha" Ford blurted. You laughed as you continued up the steps.

Fiddleford laughed once where had va ished from sight. "I'm just making an observation...I'm not saying you lay awake at night thinking about her. But your secretis safe with me." Ford let out a sigh of relief at fiddlefors reasuring words they wherent up much longer before both retiring to their rooms. Stanford proceeded to lay in bed that night staring up at his ceiling.

"Oh no."

When the winter rolled around things began to change. All the good memories you had together seemed to suddenly get lost and where instead replaced with something bad.

You remember sitting next to fiddleford staring at your bestfriend fall asleep in the middle of the floor waiting for something to happen. "Do you think this is a good idea?"

You where the first tobask the question both of you had been thinking. "If this thing can offer Ford everything we need to know about starting up this portal...then I say the risk is worth it...right?"

You chewed on your inner cheek staring intently at the man on the floor.

Since the winter rolled around and Ford had met this mysterious "muse" You felt a sense of unease fall over the house, Ford had suddenly become distant always away with the being. "Are you jealous?" Fiddleford pipped up turning away from Ford.

"Jelous?" You chucked. "Of what? There's nothing to be jealous of! Or even a reason to be jealous! If Ford wants to abandon his friends for some interdemensinal being that he wont share much about or even introduce us then fine by me!" You huff out the words folding your arms over your chest.

Everything went downhill pretty fast or at least that's what your memory served, by the time you where ready for the first test of the portal all the way to fiddlefords accident with the machine your new exciting life unraveled before your eyes.

He wasn't functioning the way he used

"Fordsie...I think we need to take a break."

He was pacing infront of you rappedly tapping a pen against his temple. "We can't stop now! We are to close."

You frowned, he was different now no doubt this wasn't the same Ford you had be friened only a few years ago, this wasn't the same Ford you had grown to love. He was far more distant now, all the little things he thought went unnoticed by you completely stopped. He kept his distance now. He was losing sleep because of this now, if it wherent for you he wouldn't even be eating.

"Ford I'm serious! Fiddleford got hurt...I don't think it's a good idea to continue we need time to stop and clear our heads!"

"My head is clear y/n! With bill by my side I know we can-"

"STANFORD PINES."

Stan stopped in his tracks. It had been a while since you had referred to him like that. He turned to you watching you pinch the bridge of your nose. Since when did you look so tired? And where you...angry with him?

"Stanford our friend was hurt because of this , it's time to take a step back and to reevaluate before someone else gets hurt...we need to get out of this house...maybe out of gravity falls for a while."

Ford stared at you for a while and you stared back for some reason in only a few months it felt like the both of you where looking at strangers. You watched as the gears turned in Fords head before he spoke up.

"Your right."

You perked up at his words taken aback by them.

"I think it would be in our best intrest if we both went to see our families for some time."

Again you where surprised by the words that left his mouth. He'd never spoken to you about his family you had always assumed they wherent close. At the same time part of you hoped he'd want to vacation with you somewhere warm away from the snow. So place that would bring back the real Ford.

"OK, we can do that." You said offering a warm smile.

That night Ford helped you pack so you could catch the first bus out of gravity falls that morning, he promised he'd be leaving the next day.

It was quiet while he helped. He wasn't joking with you or excitedly retelling one of your adventures from the summer.

Your mind still kept wondering back to how this could be the same person. Maybe this was who Ford was all along and you where blinded by the thrill of adventure.

"Promise to write?" You asked

"I promise."

"I'll see you in a few weeks."

Still you knew things would be better when you both returned from a long over do break. You watched a bundled up Ford wave you goodbye from the snow as your bus pulled away and you sighed.

Ford frowned as he watched your bus drive into the distance. This was for the better right? He could see the worry and pain he had seemed to be causing you which was never his intention. He didn't want to lie to you just to get you away to take care of yourself but if that's what it took to do just that.

You eneded up returning when the snow had melted in gravity falls. You hadn't meant to be gone that long, your family had begged you to stay and your mother needed the help around the house, you had wrote Ford like you promised but it seemed like the mail was eating up your letters. Either way you had been well rested and eager to return to your friend and to work. You took a hopeful deep breath once your feet hit the gravity falls soil.

"StanFord!? Are you home yet!?" You shouted, pushing open the door to the house. You were met with silence.

"Fordsie!?" You stepped further in carefully. You noticed all of the science equipment and creatures you had collected over the past year or so had been moved and almost put on display. You heard a floorboard creek, and you stayed silent, pressing up again the wall by the door, ready to either surprise your friend or scare an enime.

The door swung open and a familiar face appeared yelling welding a baseball bat.

You screamed, falling back onto yours, butt. "FORD WAIT! WAIT, IT'S ME ITS Y/N!!!" You shouted, holding your hands up to shield yourself. He stopped yelling and lowered the bat. "Y/n?...."

"Yes, it's me. Please put the bat down!"

"What are you doing here?" He asked, placing the bat down and staring at you. "I live here with you, remember?"

The man seemed to stare at you like he was trying to figure out why he knew you. "Y/n! That's right!" He helped you up.

"I wasn't away for that long, was I fordsie?" You chuckled.

"Oh uh no no it's not that...uh come inside. we have some uh catching up to do.." You raised your eyebrow at him now, getting a better look at him. Something was off.

But you followed him to the kitchen, hoping your doubt and worry would wear off soon.

"Hey by the way...would you mind calling me stan from now on?"

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

The thing about Gaylors is that it isn't like a bunch of people connected with a song about longing and secrecy or something, and thought "this relates to my experience as a queer person, I wonder if she's felt something similar. Maybe she's bi or something." (She isn't, she has made it very clear, but I could see listening to a song as a young, queer teenager and wondering.) Or even listening to a song like Betty and interpreting it as queer, which my 62 het mother did. No, for Gaylor, Taylor Swift is a lesbian, she's never been romantically or sexually attracted to a man. She's been married to Karlie Kloss since 2016. The kids Karlie Kloss supposedly has with Josh Kushner are fake (then they insert an antisemitic comment about Josh Kushner). All the men Taylor has 'dated' are fake beards who she hates (no word on why she pretended to date a man she hated for 6 years when she could have presumably picked a guy she like. And shout out to Calvin Harris for being so mad when they broke up he broke his car and went on a tirad on twitter but didn't out her. Queer Ally there.) And if you count the buttons on her coat you'd know that she is trying to tell us that. It isn't unlike how instead of looking at her new relationship and going "They are cute, I hope they are having a good time," people are going "they are soulmates, he's her 13th boyfriend [i've heard of] and so its fate. They are going to get married and have children within the next year. If they break up, I'll die." Or people watching a music video saying "there are 5 blue squares, that means 1989 TV is coming next, because its blue and the fifth album" when it also just...had 1989 TV as text on a sign at the end of the video. I know people are weird about celebrities. I am occasionally weird about celebrities. I have watched interviews where famous people seem funny and charming and though "I really hope they are actually as nice as they seem on TV." But that line between the mild parasocial relationships many celebrities invite because of their brand and the "this persons mine" mentality is not ok.

okay I've been sitting on this one for a long time because I thought sharing it seemed like kind of mean but. as long as we're delving the depths of gaylor conspiracy hell I want you all to see this 158 slide presentation "proving" Taylor was planning to come out when Lover was released, discovered by my dear friend @dykeschemicalromance via tiktok. it is, and I do not say this lightly, one of the most unsettling depictions of conspiracy thought in action I've ever seen

[gh0stsp1d3r]

OK LUKE X CHILD OF ERIS

The goddess of chaos,and reader fucking has wings!

𝒞𝒽𝒶ℴ𝓈

I LOVE THAT???? THIS IS SO GREAT, also im so sorry this took me a while to finish ): ugh

Warnings- profanity, beating someone up (what’d you expect tho), mention of blood

As your mother didn’t have a cabin, you spent years in the Hermes cabin. You were her only child, no sense in making a new cabin, plus, Dionysus and the others didn’t like Eris at all, she was one of the most hated among the Gods.

And since you’ve been there for so long, you became close with the Hermes children as a child. You became especially close with one boy named Luke.

Growing up, the two of you would pull pranks and mess around with the heads of camp. Dionysus, the old counselors, Chiron, and at one point the Gods themselves.

The Gods disliked you and your mother never talked to you, you were bound to cause trouble.

You had proved to be quite a problem around camp, and somehow managed to still become a counselor.

Now you were skipping stones on the lake, after cancelling the lessons you had with some campers.

“Thought you had lessons.” A voice said, coming up behind you. You didn’t have to turn around to know it was Luke.

“I cancelled.” You replied, only turning when he came next to you.

“Why?” He asked, picking up a stone from the ground and skipping them with you.

“Didn’t feel like it today.” You said with a small shrug, your wings were tucked but slightly fluttered as you moved.

“Mmm.” He mumbled, and you both skipped the stone at the same time.

“Looks like I win.” You said with a smirk on your face. He groaned.

“You always win.”

“So, why are you here?” You asked the boy, turning to him now.

He shrugged. “Bored.” Lie. He wanted to see you.

You nodded. “Well, i would say we should fuck something up but I’m guessing you’re busy.” You spoke, looking around the scene.

“Never too busy for you.”

You rolled his eyes at his flirtatiousness, you two often “jokingly” flirted and teased, you shoved his shoulder and he just laughed.

“You’re weird.” You spoke, walking away. He followed and was soon walking next to you.

“I’m weird?” He scoffed. You gave him a glare.

“Sorry, I was joking.” He held his hands up in defense. You walked back to camp, new campers were being brought in.

“Hey, uh, I’m really sorry, but do you think you guys could show the new campers around? I have a uh… emergency.” One of the Aphrodite counselors spoke, coming up to you both.

You furrowed your eyebrows.

“What’s wrong?” You asked her, not believing her for a second.

“One of my sisters is in the infirmary.”

Before you could speak, Luke spoke. “Okay. Yeah. Sure, no problem.” You nudged him in the arm.

She thanked you and ran over to another cabin.

“Dude!”

“What?”

“She’s lying.” You motioned to her now running over to her boyfriend, kissing him with a smile on her face.

“Oh.”

“Jesus Christ, you need to learn not to be so nice to everyone. She’s an asshole.”

“One of us has to. Why’s she an asshole?” He shrugged, looking at the campers.

“Because. I can just tell.” He furrowed his eyebrows and just began to talk to the kids.

“Okay, hello, everyone! Welcome, to camp half blood. I am Luke Castellan, and this is Y/n L/n. We are going to be giving you your tour instead, on account of…”

“On account of him being a naive idiot.” You spoke to them, a small smile on your face as you motioned to luke.

He rolled his eyes. “Ignore her. Any questions before we start?”

“Uh, how will we know who our parents are?” One asked.

“Well, if your Godly parent is nice enough to, you will be claimed after you show some sort of glory.”And if you’re lucky enough, you’ll get your own cabin. Clearly I did not get lucky enough.” You told them, mumbling the last part.

The campers looked confused.

“Okay… any more questions?” luke asked.

“Why do you have wings?” One asked, their voice curious.

“Yeah, I’m not answering that. Any non-personal questions, you jackasses?” You asked, loudly.

Luke’s hand flew to your mouth. “Let’s get on with the tour, shall we?” He said, a nervous smile on his face.

The kids didn’t seem to have any now. They walked as Luke spoke, showing them around. Luke didn’t notice however, that you had snuck off to somewhere until he turned around to ask you something.

He sighed, calling your name out. Of course, you came back with a bloodied nose and knuckle. He groaned, all the new campers whispering and talking about it.

He came up to you, grabbing your wrist.

“I leave you alone for 10 seconds! What the fuck happened?!”

You shrugged, feigning innocence as the same counselor who lied was dragged out from behind, you whipped your head the other way.

Wiping the blood from your nose, you had a proud smile on your face as you turned back to the kids.

“So, how was the tour?”

[deathnguts]

Coraline Bartylus au where Barty moves to the pink palace with his dad after his mom dies and regulus is like the Wibey of the au. I change the plot of the movie a lot in this ti make regulus more involved and I think it’s neat, albeit just a concept and therefore not super fleshed out. Still fun though

So Barty’s obviously utterly not excited to be here because it sucks and it’s causing him and his dad to fight even more than usual, he fucking hates this house and me makes it known. So he’s sent away to go ‘explore or something.’ He goes with a slam of the door and a scoff while inspecting the gray and barren landscape in the wet woods around the house, where he meets the landlord’s son (regulus) and his weird cat (Kreacher) who are both very unimpressed with him. They give him a once over and regulus tells him that his house is haunted and kids go missing there. He seems so sure and he’s so ominous that Barty almost believes him but then he comes to his senses and he’s like ‘yeah right pretty boy.’ This gets regulus frustrated and he promises to prove it, so the next day he finds and gives barty a doll that looks exactly like barty along with pictures and newspaper clippings about the last few missing kids (Evan, Pandora, Sirius) And barty starts to believe it so he explores the house to see where a kid could go missing and doesn’t find anything except a blocked off door that only reaches his knee. But when he goes to bed after fighting with his dad at dinner he has a ‘weird dream’ where he went through the bricked off door to a worm hole to a world where his dad has buttons for eyes and he’s actually nice to him. He talks with this Other Father about his mother and he finds that it’s actually nice to talk about something so hard as grief with a version of his father that will listen.

He wakes up the next day wishing he was there again because his dad is yelling at him to go meet his neighbors. So he trudges up the stairs and meets Slughorn (Bobinskey) who invites him in for tea and talks about potions and magical ailments like they’re real and sends barty to deliver a ‘pepper up potion’ whatever that is, to the basement after chuckling about how barty and the last boy, ‘regulus I believe his name was’ have similar scowls. Barty tries to ask more about him but Slughorn shoos him off all ominous like. Barty then goes to basement and meets Madams Pomfrey and McGonagall (Spink and Forcible) and their many many cats and they old lady complain about how the home owner’s son’s cat Kreacher is truly dreadful and bothers their babies and barty then tries to drill them for info but they instead talk about regulus’ brother who they apparently knew better and leave barty with a whole lot of questions. That night the Other Father goes with him to meeting the neighbors, instead of making Barty do it for him like in the real world, and it’s a crazy sort of magic show that Slughorn puts on with wands and bubbling potions that leaves him smelling the acidic scent even after waking up.

That day starts with regulus outside in the fog throwing pebbles at his window so him and barty wander around the ghost town to do their school shopping because regulus does it alone anyway and Barty’s dad said it would be ok for Barty to do it if he had ‘supervision’ from the more mature boy. While they’re hanging out, regulus reveals that he used to live in that house and he and his parents only moved out because his brother went missing there. He warns barty of a little door that his brother was obsessed with before disappearing. Barty is immediately sketched out and tells him that he has seen it and it’s bricked shut. He leaves out how it’s open in his dreams because he doesn’t want to looks stupid in front of his new friend. Regulus says he’s seen it too and that’s what he thought but his brother had insisted it wasn’t and had even tried to get him ti go with him through it, but he’d refused. That was the night his brother went through and never came back.

Barty is now super scared and when he dreams of his Other father he tries asking about the missing brother and he throughly distracts with a new friend for him. It’s the regulus. With button eyes and he’s smiling. Barty’s only known regulus for three days but he knows that this boy does not smile that softly and freely. In fact, he remembers his number one complaint about him being how serious and hard to read he is. His Other Father sends him away to play with his friend rather than answering any of his questions, so barty tries to drill the Other Regulus for answers but he’s so frustratingly carefree about everything. Barty slips away from him by saying they should play hide and seek, barty will hide first, and while ‘hiding’ he meets Kreacher and discovers that he can talk here and he’s warning him to get out and never come back because he’s being watched and he’s already seen one boy get eaten here. Barty’s freaked out but quickly distracted by the Other Regulus finding him ushering him ‘home’ where he confronts his Other Father. The Other Father tries to quiet him down and quell his worries by saying he merely kept Sirius in his family and he wants to keep Barty too. He’ll even let them play together with the Other Regulus that Sirius had liked so much, it will be fun. All Barty needs to do is sew buttons in his eyes.

Barty immediately says no and the Other Father tries to manipulate him by bringing up how his real father will never love him like he does but Barty is firm in his refusal so to try and show Barty that he’s not like his real father, he drops it before it becomes an argument. Barty wakes up at home and eveyrthing seems normal, his father’s home and Kreacher is scratching at his window- wait why is Kreacher here without regulus? He opens the window and Kreacher’s grumbling at him, trying to meow or talk like the other world but his mouth won’t open. Barty rushed downstairs with the panicked cat in his arms and finds his father arguing with a man that must be regulus’ father about his is missing son, and he’s sure it has something to do with this house. Barty immediately feels dread and horror build up in him and later ventures through the now open little door to look for the missing regulus with Kreacher refusing to follow.

The Other Father is waiting and seeming very pleased with himself. Barty is angry and demands to know what happened to the real regulus. the Other Father smiles and says that isn’t important because they’ll both be together again soon. When Barty asks what he means he gets thrown into a mirror where he meets two other ghosts and regulus’ angry ghost brother who demands to know if Barty left the door open. Barty is obviously very overwhelmed and freaked out by meeting ghosts and he has no idea what they mean until the person who pulls him out of time out is the real regulus, real mercury eyes instead of shiny buttons, who claims Barty’s been missing for a few days in the real world so he went looking for him through the door. Barty realizes just as the Other Regulus finds them and drags them over to see the Other Father that the world he ‘woke up’ in was still this one and he never left, he’d been played and now he’s just trapped them both here.

The Other Father is positively overjoyed to see the real regulus and gushes about how he almost didn’t think Barty as the bait would work with how his own brother didn’t, this young love is so sweet it will surely taste just as good when he devours them both. But it’s two against one and Barty and Regulus are both just as desperate, so they make a deal with the Other Father to gamble their way out.

I’m not exactly sure what the quest would be in this AU, because finding the ghost kids makes sense but I don’t think they care about the parents part. And having two players would surely change the game so maybe the Other Father makes Regulus one of the prizes ti find since he knows this world less and the Other Father would have less influence on him? That could be cool, Rosie twins as a dual headed marble and then Sirius and then the real regulus as the final showdown… yeah I’m not sure. But they would win obviously and make it out and lock the door and throw away the key.

Later Barty would dream one last time of the ghost children giving their thanks, Sirius giving him a goodbye and an apology ti pass on ti regulus, before they tell him that actually teh journey isn’t fully over yet. Barty wakes up ti regulus in his room, scaring the shit out of him, but regulus shuts him up with showing him he’s the one who has the key for the door. He took it with him when he moved out, he thought it was cool. But now he knows what it is and they band together ti get rid of it for the rest of the night.

I feel instead of the lemonade party thing that implies the relationship with the community and the parents is better now, the scene showing life is better now would be Regulus and Barty heading to the school - which Barty wasn’t excited at all about earlier - together. Like this life is less than ideal and even teh dream turned out to be a nightmare, but they had each other then and they have each other now.

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

Okay okay so, Claude repeatedly keeps on failing to obey orders no matter how hard he tries while Sebastian is able to pull everything off flawlessly every time. Claude gets angry and jealous and becomes really gung ho about pleasing you. Sebastian is getting groceries? Claude is making a full feast for 100 that you absolutely do not need and is absolutely a waste of food. Sebastian did the dishes? Claude rewaxed all of the floors by hand just to say he did it by hand. Claude is sending you 100 I love you texts because he worried you didn't get the other 50. Reader naturally gets kind of pissed and weirded out by Claude's pushyness and scolds Claude. Claude breaks down sobbing.

I hope you enjoyed Claude torment hour.

Oof hghgv I LOVE THIS!! It’s so in character!!!

Sebastian + Claude (polycule, unhealthy relationship elements (not intentionally), fluff, validation/comfort, slight trust issues,)

Sebastian was always perfect, you never needed to worry with him, he’d always figure things out on his own and did everything you want him to without you asking. He was a perfect butler and an amazing boyfriend.

Claude on the other hand, he was completely different, and you love him for that, its just…agitating how clingy he’s gotten recent, especially when Sebastian is around. You had figured that he was past the jealous faze, but apparently he’s not…

You appreciated the gestures, he had good intentions, it just got out of hand. Claude has been especially erratic and quick to panic anytime you give Sebastian even a second of attention.

You give Sebastian a kiss? Claude practically shoved him out of the way to give you a more passionate kiss, too bad for him you had to shove him away since you needed to breathe. He’d looked like a kicked puppy the second you denied him ANY attention, you’d think he’s taking it personally…

You decided to confront him one on one, he’s more open about his feelings when it’s just you two. Sebastian had been polite enough to leave the room and give you two some privacy talk, in the bedroom, since it’s one of the few rooms that has a lock. You sat at the edge of your bed, Claude standing motionless in front of you. You sat in awkward silence with Claude for a bit, you knew why he was here, he knew why why he was here.

You weren’t sure how to delicately answer so you go with your first instinct. “Claude, why have you been acting so weird? You know there’s no need for this. So, what is wrong? This is just so childish for you to be competing for my attention.” Claude remained silent, just staring at you.

He sighed and remained motionless while speaking. “I am just making myself useful, I don’t see the issue with it.” You glared at him, he’s still giving you a blank look, though you can see the corners of his lips quivering.

“‘I don’t see the issue with it’? Are you kidding me?” You groan, looking away from Claude. “Claude. You practically hound me, I am barely getting time enough space to breathe, but YOU DON’T SEE AN ISSUE?”

Claude visibly winced at your tone, you regret it, but he is ignoring your words unless you put venom behind them…

Before you can apologize Claude collapses to his knees in front of you, taking you by surprise. His head is in your lap in an instant, he’s hiding his face against your thigh and trembling. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’s crying.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry Master, I just want to prove myself to you! Sebastian always knows what to do but I…don’t…” He trails off, voice muffled against your leg. “I’m not as good as him…I’m sorry-I just want you to love me the way you love him…”

To say you’re surprised by this outcome was an understatement. You can feel dampness against your leg, you know he’s crying now, his breathing is so shaky….

You slip down off the bed, sitting next to him and wrapping your arms around him. “Hey, come on, please listen, I love you, ok?” You waited till he nodded to continue. “Everything is fine, you’re not in trouble, I’m just agitated, ok? I’m not upset, I don’t love you any less than Sebastian, if you feel less loved, just tell me, ok?”

Claude didn’t respond. “Claude, you can ask for my attention, that’s what Sebastian does.” You give Claude a soft kiss, holding him there until he calmed done a bit. “It’s completely fine to ask for attention, ok?”

You let Claude rest his head against your chest, one of your hands moving from his back to gently stroke his hair. “But-I don’t want to be needy…” With a kiss to the top of his head, you pull him into your bed.

“You’re not being needy, there’s nothing wrong with asking. So please, just tell me if you want attention, ok?” You gently squeeze him to reassure him. “I love you, I don’t want you to feel like i don’t love you as much as Sebastian. I just figured you didn’t like the affection, you always seem so indifferent over it.”

Claude makes a sound of acknowledgment, calming down enough to speak to you. “I…I will ask next time.” You reward him with a soft kiss, letting him rest against you for a little while longer.

After a few minutes, or maybe hours you couldn’t tell, you heard a creak from the window to your right. You look over to see Sebastian crouched in the windowsill, eyeing you and Claude. You huff in fein annoyance with him.

“Sebastian, how long have you been listening?” You watch him step out of the window, quietly walking towards you. He gestured to Claude, waiting a moment. “He’s sleeping. Don’t wake him.”

Sebastian nods. “Alright.” He steps close to you sitting down beside you. “I’m going to be…less ‘clingy’ around him for a bit.” He whispered to you. “I’ll apologize to him when he wakes up.”

You hum in response. “I can cuddle you both,” You pull Sebastian towards you, he shows no resistance. Sebastian rested his head on your shoulder. “You two are more like big puppies than demons.” Sebastian gives a offended look before quietly chuckling.

[pedroshotwifey]

Ok, random idea for drabble:

Overprotective girldad! Frankie

He and the guys get together to size up/intimidate the guy coming by to pick up his daughter for a date. 😅

Okay I'm really kind of loving this idea 🤣

Think I had way too much fun with it!

W/C: 660

Overprotective girldad!Frankie (G)

They could be doing anything right now. Bowling, flying, fishing, hiking, shooting pool, drinking—well, you get the idea. They could be doing anything on this cool Friday night, but the former Delta Team boys are sitting around the island in Frankie’s cramped kitchen, waiting for his daughter’s date to show up. 

“Frankie,” Benny speaks up for the group. “You have got to give her some slack, dude.” 

The glare Frankie sends the younger man’s way makes the rest of the guys glad Benny said it first. Benny—being Benny—doesn’t get the hint. 

“I mean, c’mon, she’s nineteen.” He tosses another handful of peanuts into his mouth, continuing his risky  and unwanted opinion with a mouth full of food. “And a grown adult.” 

For the sake of his good friend, Frankie pretends not to hear and goes back to scoping out his front lawn through the living room window. He peers out the temporary crack he’s made in the blinds for another couple of minutes, and then suddenly jumps away. 

“Little shit’s finally here,” Frankie grumbles as he walks past the group, glancing at his watch. “Minute and a half late.” He marches to the front door. 

Knowing that’s their queue to follow, the men eye each other before sliding off the barstools and gathering around their paranoid friend. It would be comical to see Frankie so worked up over this kid if he weren’t so serious about it. He’s absolutely convinced that there is no boy out there good enough for his little girl, and there is not a breathing soul on this earth that could change his mind. 

So they huddle up in their most intimidating stance, Santi to the left of Frankie, Benny to the right, and Will behind and between Frankie and Ben. If for no other reason than to make sure Frankie doesn’t give off “Little Man Syndrome” energy all by himself, they puff their chests, stand tall, and put on stern faces. 

The poor kid doesn’t even get to knock before Frankie pulls the door open. One glance at the guys, and he looks about ready to piss his pants—which really only proves Frankie’s point. 

“M-Mr. Morales?” The kid squeaks, doing his damndest to only focus on Frankie, and holds his hand out to shake. “I’m Tyler, here to pick your daughter up for—” he stutters when Frankie raises a brow— “for our date.” 

Frankie stares for a second, and the kid—Tyler—just about breaks down. 

“I-I mean, not our date, but y-your daughter’s. O-obviously. And mine—me and your daughter, our date.” 

Santi glances at Will, who is already side-eyeing Santi. That look conveys exactly what they’re both thinking: someone should really put this guy out of his misery. Luckily, Charlotte appears at the top of the stairs at that exact moment. 

“Oh my god, Dad!” She bursts out. “Stop making Tyler feel weird!” 

And it’s like a switch is flipped in Frankie. He turns around, smile bright on his face for his daughter. None of the guys are phased—this is how these things usually go. 

“Of course I’m not, sweetheart! Tyler and I actually just finished up a great conversation.” He turns back to the boy, still cheery. “Isn’t that right, sport?” 

Tyler, who looks like he should probably drink some water, quickly nods. “Yes, absolutely,” he agrees. 

Charlotte scoffs, not totally buying it, and quickly hurries the rest of the way downstairs. Before she reaches the torture circle at the front doorway, Frankie smiles one last time at Tyler. 

“Hurt her, and see what happens,” he says, just loudly enough for the kid to hear, and in a tone that would sound joking to anybody else. 

A hug for his daughter and a (possibly too aggressive) pat on the shoulder for Tyler later, the kids are headed down the driveway, one a tad more stiff than the other. 

“Be back by nine,” Frankie calls after them. 

Will glances at the clock and sighs. It’s 8:12pm. 

[jinnie-ret]

ep.2: meet the grooms

ratings: fluff

warnings: hinting at cheating

running time: 1.6k words

summary: the husbands to be meet each other for their stag do, before they get married.

Now you know some more info on the husbands to be, I'd love it if you let me know your predictions in who is matched with who! :)

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"Hi, I'm Chan, or Chris, depends what you wanna call me, haha! I'm 26 and I'm originally from Australia!"

"It's a bit weird isn't it? Coming onto a show like this, but I thought, hey, there's a chance I could find the love of my life on this show," Chan shrugged, before giggling shyly and looking down at his lap. "Someone who just gets me for me would be nice."

"The last time I was in a relationship wow... It was amazing. I'm actually still friends with my ex, which may sound weird, but there was no bad blood, we were just too busy with our own work lives. So that may be something I'm worried about, you could say?"

"I'm a producer, and my ex was a singer, so it seemed like a match made in heaven. But I have to work a lot, and I like getting stuck in, too much I've been told," Chan pulled an 'oops' face as he shared his work habits. "I think it's just shown me how important it is to have that strong connection. When I meet my wife, I'm going to be spending to rest of my life with her. So I'm going to make sure she knows that I'm there for her, and hope the same feeling is returned."

"I'm Minho and I'm 25."

"I'm kinda here to prove my friends from home wrong. They think that I wouldn't be able to have a stable marriage and I thought, I know I can. The more and more I thought about it, it would be... nice to meet someone, yeah," Minho smiled at the camera bashfully. "As long as they can handle me, I can handle them."

"I did just come out of a 4 year relationship, it was, hard. It feels sort of awkward to say but I do miss having someone there next to me where I can just appreciate the little things," he felt awkward as he said it, "that felt too weird to say. Forget I ever said that."

"I work in a cat cafe, one that I own, which is my dream job. I get to see all the cute cats all day and the people are ok too, haha," Minho chuckled. "They're good at keeping me company, and it's nice having someone there. Did I mention that?"

"I'm hoping that out of this process, when I meet my wife that she'll have a big heart, because mine is open."

"My name is Changbin and I'm 24," a man with broad shoulders and a toned chest accentuated by a tight shirt sat down in front of the camera.

"I think people think that being a personal trainer, I'd have met a lot of girls and already have a girlfriend by now, but that's not necessarily the case," Changbin grins and scratches the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I love my job but you know... things have to stay professional," he pretended to push his hands away from him as if representing the distance. "I just want someone who is fun and will want to have fun being with me."

"My last relationship hmmm... we were just kids. It was 6 years ago so I've changed a lot since then. It was fun, I can't deny that but there was so much ahead of us that it felt impossible to stay together," Changbin wisely reflected in his past relationship. "I know that maybe if things were different we would have still been together but, the world has a strange way of making things happen."

"It's definitely shaped me into the person I am today," he cheekily flexed his arms before continuing, "but seriously, I really am just looking forward to the process, and of course meeting my wife."

"Hi, I'm Hyunjin and I'm 23!"

"If I'm being honest, this is really weird... so weird! But it's exciting too, like I could fine 'the one' through this experiment. And I hope whoever walks down that aisle will know that I'm here and willing to give them my all," Hyunjin was confident as he spoke on camera, laughing at first at the absurdity of it all despite him choosing to join the experiment.

"I recently just had a breakup around 6 months ago..." he was almost sheepish in admitting it, "which sounds crazy but I'm at that stage where I feel so ready to settle down and commit to someone. This is the perfect opportunity."

"What I really love doing is working as an artist. I get quite highly paid commissions," Hyunjin winked at the camera as he adjusted his hair. "It's a good way to express what I'm feeling if I can't necessarily say it. But once I meet my wife, I think I'll get a lot better at that. She'll be the most important person in my life, after all."

"Helllooooo! I'm Jisung and I'm 23!"

"It's about time I found someone, I'm gonna say it just like that," he chuckled, looking away. "I see everyone around me and they've all got partners but I want to find someone too. They've got to be funny, and, it would be nice if they were the life of the party, because sometimes I can feel quite shy and introverted. If they've got the energy then so do I."

"I've not had a relationship before. Sure I've dated but I find it hard to see what the future will hold sometimes. So this will probably help me grow a lot and see sides to myself that I've never seen before. I'm excited," Jisung's eyes squinted as he was so happy of what his marriage would bring him.

"I've written so many love songs recently, you wouldn't believe it. I produce for other people but I hope one day I can get my own music out there," Jisung shared his hopes and dreams to the camera. "I hope my wife is someone who is supportive in that sense. Because I'll back her 100%, no matter what she does. We'll be like this," he crosses his fingers tightly.

"Hi! I'm Felix and I'm 23," a cute man with delicate features beamed at the camera, his freckles very apparent.

"This is like the perfect thing for me to do. I just love meeting new people, so if I can find someone who is my best friend and likes being affectionate and is someone I can know on a deeper level, that itself would be the ideal experience for me," he waved his hands around slightly as he spoke.

"I've been single for 3 years. The last person I was with... They really had a grip on my heart, but I had to take a look at what was better for me, healthier for me. I wasn't getting that love I needed so it ended for the right reasons. And I'm happier now that I can actually say that to myself," Felix was quieter and more soft spoken as he explained.

"My real passion is baking. I love seeing how people react to what I make for them, I think food is my love language haha," Felix leant forward as he laughed. "If my wife will be willing to try what I bake them that's already gonna make my heart go pitter patter."

"My name is Seungmin and I'm 23 years old."

"I'm here for love. I'm a busy guy and I haven't had time to form a real strong connection with someone, so I'm hoping this show will do that for me," Seungmin explained it plain and simple. "I don't know if I could be with someone too soft hearted, you've gotta be able to handle my teasing because if you cry... I don't know what to do, haha."

"2 years, it's been, I think? Yeah, 2 years. Not the best thing seeing your girlfriend at the time sneaking around with your boss, but," Seungmin sighed, nodding his head as he got through his last words on the question, "things happen. I moved on eventually and so I'm ready to find someone that will be faithful, at the very least, and will hopefully understand my wariness at the start."

"I work for a big company in the city, don't worry I won't name drop," Seungmin smirks as he looks off camera to the staff operating the interview. "It's a lot to handle, sure, but knowing I'd have someone special in my life to come home to, where we can share now our days went, that's what I want. What I need."

"I'm 22 and my name is Jeongin."

"If I can meet someone who is the light in my life, I'll be hook, line and sinker for them," he grinned widely. "I want to do all the couple things and go on movie dates and nice dinners, and yeah," he shrugged after, not knowing what else to say.

"My last relationship ended a year ago. It was short but at the end of the day it was better for both of us. We each had our own things going on in our lives that we just couldn't be there for each other anymore," Jeongin bravely admitted that the breakdown of the relationship had happened because of both sides.

"I'm a kindergarten teacher so I'm working with kids all day, they're so sweet though, it's cute. I'm used to high energy all the time so to have someone to destress with, have that safe space at home would bring some comfort," he was happy when talking about his job, it was something he loved doing, working with children. "I think this process will be interesting for sure, but I know that coming out of this I'll meet someone who will change my life for the better."

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[beesmygod]

today is webcomics day. i am bea and i make "A Ghost Story" - part 1: pre-gaming

webcomic day is a yearly celebration of the art form concocted by the screentones podcast team as a way for people to see how the sausage gets made. my webcomic "a ghost story" has been running for over 10 years, and yet i still don't think i can say i am good at making a webcomic. regardless, the comic is getting made because otherwise i become very, very sick in the head. today i would like to share with you the process of making a page of "A Ghost Story" from start to finish. either this demystifies the process or will make you think im so cool and strong for doing this 2x a week. instead of reblogging this one post until it gets very long, i will be posting individual updates that i will then compile and post on my personal website. block the tags now if you HATE comics and want them to EXPLODE.

if you have any questions, even things like "what the fuck are you even talking about" feel free to ask. i want to feel confident in what i make again and i think sometimes interrogation from an outside source is really

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that said, let's get started. wait just kidding i want a cup of coffee first, hold on.

ok now im ready. i have a big glass of water. i have coffee. i have a headset for the parts of work that don't involve typing words. i can't type words and listen to some streamer babble in my ear at the same time, so it has to be instrumental music or nothing. i just took my meds so they should kick in after about 30 mins. i woke up late today, which is weird and annoying. but maybe i can work late instead.

first off, i need to know where i'm going beyond this one page. if i dont know where im going with something, then i usually create something that sucks that i have to deal with later. hold on my internet died, i have to reset the router. ok, anyway.

what's rattling around in my brain is that not only do i have to deal with maxine's current predicament, i am also dealing with multiple plot elements i need to wrap back around to from the previous chapter. luckily, im about to put maxine down for a nap, which means i can get back to those other elements:

i need to finish the exposition from the three ankou characters for this story arc establishing their motivations as the oppositional force in the story. the "villain" is not these three specifically, but their boss. they need to have a loose understanding of what's going on in order to communicate this to the audience. god this started turning into a huge ass paragraph so i'll just keep it short there.

we've jumped back to before jack's horrible day from the first chapter of this storyline so we have to make our way back toward that and then lapping it, which means wrapping up his various open threads like:

feeding victoria and learning something new about her

finding out alice is a very exceptional employee who is getting many awards

watching valdo call lily while interrupting her during something personal to ask her for help with maxine's situation.

jack meeting with valdo and lily the day after they first met so jack can just tell them straight up that lily has 4 sisters she doesnt know about.

help that girl with her poltergeist problem. remember that. i've had jokes for this rattling in my head for like 4 years. im going insane.

and also the fucking tilberi!!! that has a point its going somewhere!!! there's a larger menace here!!!

other things to set up the climax of this storyline. sexual tensions, hints at larger emotional problems not immediately evident to the reader

lots of moving parts. and i feel like im moving in slow motion to get to them. i can see them all weaving together in my head, its the process of putting that onto paper that's proving difficult.

ok that took an hour starting and stopping. -_- let me write the next part as i keep brainstorming on how to approach this page. taking a "rubber duck" approach to this might help. heres an image from the last page i worked on (i have a 5 page buffer rn so the site does not match the finished pages) to get us semi-situated.

also because images will help people understand what skill level we're working with here. i need to be able to communicate an idea to the audience; if the art also looks good on top of that, then that's just an added bonus. but the ability to communicate my ideas is sometimes hampered by my lack of artistic skill or comics language ineptitude. like those speech bubbles kind of fucking suck but at a certain point you have to just hit print on what you're working on in order to keep your already glacial pace.

webcomics is a tightrope act where you're also spinning 4 plates at once. the trick is to keep the audience from realizing how many actually fall or how wobbly they all are. the act sucks but technically its not a failure.

[badkitty3000]

what kind of clothes do you think five would like on his s/o?? what casual clothes would he like for himself?? ik we saw a bit in s3 but i need more vest five😭😭

So, as usual, I feel like I can go a couple different ways with this answer, but I'm going to mostly focus on my own personal headcanon version or we're going to be here all day. In my own little Five world, he's a uniform guy. He wore a uniform as a kid in the academy, he wore a (I assume) company-issued suit in the Commission, again with the academy uniform, and then when he actually had a bit of a choice he got to relax in his retirement clothes for about 12 hours before it was back to business again, and then...suit. So, to me, this is just easier for him. He doesn't have to think about what to wear every day, matching colors, and shopping for new clothes. He is stylish, yet practical, and it's clear that looking put together is a priority for him. After wearing whatever he could get his hands on in the apocalypse, and having to dress for extreme weather, it's probably a luxury for him to be able to dress the way he wants. But there's also a second, very important reason for this headcanon of mine and that is....HAVE YOU SEEN HIM IN A FUCKING SUIT!!???

*wiping drool off my chin* Sorry, I don't know what came over me.

Ok, as I was saying...it is also a headcanon of mine that once he's finally settled down, maybe married, has a family, etc, his casual outfits consist of jeans and a plain black t-shirt. This is his new "uniform" and again, it's stylish but he doesn't have to think about it. He wears this every day, unless he's going out somewhere nice or maybe having to perform a random assassination, then it's back to the suit. (also, if you're wondering, and I'm sure you are...black boxer briefs...always).

Now, retirement Five in his little hat and vest is adorable, don't get me wrong, and is much more in line with his character's age and personality than how I write him. I could totally see him embarrassing his kid by showing up to their softball game in black socks and sandals, wearing his dorky weird old-man glasses.

I could also see him wearing a sweatshirt with the name of his kid's school on the front and "Hargreeves" on the back. Oh my god, let's just stop and imagine that for a moment, shall we?😭😭😭

You also asked about what he would like his s/o to wear. I covered this a little in my nsfw headcanons, but I'll elaborate a little more. I definitely think he checks ladies out. Dancers, strippers, random women at the grocery store; I think deep down Five is a sex-starved freak that has a lot of lost time to make up for. However, even though a nice body and skimpy clothes is going to catch his attention, that's not really what he cares about. He would be just as happy with his girl in frumpy sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt as he would be with her in a tight cocktail dress. Now, given the choice, if you were really going to press him on it, I'd say he would want to see her in a tight skirt that shows off her ass and tall heels to accentuate her legs. But again, it doesn't really matter what she wears, he's going to think she's the prettiest/sexiest woman on the planet regardless. And ketchup-stained sweatpants and a Garfield shirt are just as easy to tear off and throw on the floor as a tight dress is. 😉

I do think Five would take time and try and find and buy something for his s/o for her birthday or Christmas that he knows she would like. He would pay attention to her style and if he was out somewhere and came across an outfit, or hat and scarf, or even lingerie that reminded him of her, he'd buy it and then watch expectedly and nervously as she opened it in front of him. Then he would be so happy every time she would wear it, even though he'd pretend he was too cool to notice. He took the time to make sure Dolores was going to get a new outfit and knew she liked sequins, so that just proves he actually pays attention to what his girl likes.

In conclusion, I think Five wants to be stylish, comfortable, and practical with his clothes, while not having to think too hard about it on a daily basis. He has much more pressing matters to deal with, and even though wearing a three-piece suit while trying to kick ass and save the world is a bit impractical...

I MEAN GOOD LORD JUST LOOOOK!!!! 🫦👀💀

Thank you so much for this question! ❤️

[raspberrydraws]

pls pls tell me about your hcs for the first members of the crew fitting the elements of harmony, i very much wanna hear 👀👀👀

Thanks for asking I love u very much allow me to bring a chair so you can sit down and read all my rambling 🪑

some notes about this absolute madness:

I feel like they fit the element but also some traits of the mlp characters too so I will add that when it's necessary

When I talk about the mugiwara's dreams I assume they've already reached them bc the story is not finished yet like mlp and I KNOW THEY WILL ACHIEVE THEIR DREAMS anyways

Please don't have high expectations ahhh I don't wanna end up feeling like I thought something cool and it ended up being lame, I'm not used to writing or explaining stuff this way (and in english tho oof double brain work)

I'll put a everything under a read more bc it ended up being long and also uhh CW: spoilers for both series yeah

✦ Magic: First of all and obvious reason, main character lol.

Character who gathered the group in the first place

Royalty !!! King of the Pirates!!! Princess of Friendship!!! besides the fact that Luffy's dream is becoming the king and Twilight just had to do it etc etc

Very powerful mentor who's far away but encouraged them to start their journey and find their friends

They're not similar in personality at all I get it lmao

✦ Kindness: oof do I need to say anything

Sanji is kind, that's like one of the traits that made him one of my fav characters (more than his totally badass habilities).

and of course that's one of his most important traits

His mother sacrificed everything and celebrated everytime he showed his kindness, he was a sweet child, he's soft with children and helps anyone who's in need.

He's so full of emotion and can go from the softest to the meanest in a second if he needs to (flashbacks to fluttershy literally confronting a bigass dragon, making him cry and leave bc he was mean to her friends)

Also both characters are certified Friends of the Little Critters ™ and can't fly very well

Special mention to Pinkie Pie here, since she shares the "Third child who stands out like a sore thumb from his other siblings because she's weird to her family standards" backstory with Sanji

✦ Loyalty: That's like one of Zoro's main character traits right? He's in the air before Luffy says jump

Cool, they're just cool and probably the most liked characters + the ones who sell more merch for sure lol

Both have a childhood dream, becoming the best swordsman/wonderbolt, but that doesn't push them to leave their friends to achieve it alone + having friends actually helps them reach their goals

hot headed kids + dumbass sometimes

✦ Honesty: The group's voice of reason

Character that pretends to be okay but hell naw she's not ok (AJ harvesting sweet apple acres and almost dying / Nami Pretending to be Arlong's little trustworthy human so she can save her village) until their friends help them to be honest and ask for help

Also they have similar lifes cultivating apples/tangerines with their families and I thought that was cute hehe

✦ Generosity: SCREAMS Chopper my little chop chop I love u my sweet child

The way that Rarity shows her element is usually by giving away something important to her (her time, her talent with fashion, HER FRIGGIN' TAIL) so she can help other people (creatures?) feel better, and there's no signs of repentance after that, she does it with her heart (and sometimes to show that she can make things fabulous)

This brings me to Chopper looking for the mushroom to cure Dr. Hiriluk's illness and showing up at his door all hurt but he's like heyy I got the thing. I understand that's another kind of "sacrifice" The way he showed his thankfulness to his mentor by risking his life looking for the mushroom and trying to prove that he's a good doctor too (even tho uhh we know how that ended)

This was a little bit more difficult to connect with his element and that's why I was in between choosing kindness and generosity for him, but

kindness had to be sanji's element for suree

Dr Kureha specifically told him that "kindness wasn't enough to save lives" and I won't contradict her she scares me so much

AND I feel like Chopper's generosity it's shown all along the show just by treating all those injured pirates over and over again for free lmao

My overall feeling when giving him the element was "He's a little doctor, of course he's generous, doctors are generous enough to learn how to save lives! so we don't like.. die! next question"

✦ Laughter:

This one was pretty simple too, I love Usopp bc he makes me laugh a lot, he's such a comedic relief for the story and also: my best friend in the whole wide world, yes *gives him a lil kiss*

Of course he's not just a comedic relief, he tries to make things easier trying to solve conflicts (sometimes) or joining the sillyness (most of times)

Also they like to tell stories! I feel like that's a cute trait that makes both characters more interesting, even when someone's stories are lies *eyes emoji* I like storyteller characters a lot !!

they're good with kids + tell them stories too !!

also the whole.. alter ego thing, yeah

AND THE PUFFY HAIR ♥

AIGHT

Hope you enjoyed my TED talk, thaks for giving me the strenght to be a little unhinged, I don't talk too much here but this whole mlp au has people coming and encouraging me to talk/write and I have a problem, once I start talking about something I like I can't shut up

And I like MLP since I was 12 years old, i started drawing because of it and I'm currently rewatching the whole series with my bf so if I see anything else I'll come back and add stuff for sure ♥

[crypticjackal13]

ok ok so my idea is male reader x mk swk macaque and redson and the reader one day, randomly finds out he's a fox, like he does something like sneeze, or hit his head and then poof. critter. and everyone is freaking out and the reader is confused on whats going on until someone just bluntly says, mouth agap "your a fox" and now reader is freaking out with their partners freaking out. do what ever you want with this<3

This is cuteeee please enjoy!

"The Fox Says 'Oh No How Did We Get Here'"(635 w.c)

MK, SWK, Macaque, and Redson x Male!Fox?!Reader

Funny Romantic Oneshot

Pronouns: he him

CW: none I think

As y/n was cleaning up his home, excited for his partners to all show up for movie night at his place, he had a weird feeling in his gut. It wasn’t a painful feeling, but it was almost like dizziness. As he finished sweeping, he sneezed, and then the feeling was gone. He felt triumphant about it, but then he looked down at the ground and saw how much shorter he was. He had paws, a tail, and a snout he could see if he went cross eyed. 

Oh no.

What was happening?!

“Y/n, my beloved! We have arrived! And with refreshments!” Redson called, entering through the front door. MK and the others were trailing behind, each with a bag that he could only assume was said refreshments. 

“I wouldn’t call five bags of peach chips refreshing.” Macaque commented, looking over his shoulder at Wukong. 

“Hey, it’s either this or popcorn kernels stuck in my fangs for days!”

“Do you not know about any other snacks??”

“What the heck? There’s a fox!” MK called out, pointing at y/n. 

“Oh my gods, it ate y/n!” Wukong cried. 

“No, idiot, use your gold vision.” Redson said. 

“Oh my gods, THAT’S Y/N!” 

Macaque approached y/n, head tilted and tail flitting in concern and curiosity.

“I don’t know what happened! I sneezed, and now I’m here! How do I change back?!” Y/n panicked. He could hear the pitch of his voice being much higher. Macaque picked him up and looked him over. MK and Wukong, although concerned like the others, were both clearly holding themselves back from gushing over how cute he was. 

“Well, if you sneezed to change, maybe you need to sneeze again to undo it?” Redson suggested. 

“But I don’t really need to sneeze anymore.”

“Here, how’s this?” Macaque took a hold of his own tail and brushed it back and forth under y/n’s nose. He sneezed, but he didn’t change back. 

“Okay…so maybe we should consider other solutions?” MK chuckled.

“Like what? The most obvious one just proved not to work!” Y/n was still so utterly confused as to why this even happened. 

“Calm down, sweetheart, we’ll figure it out! You’ve got,” Macaque stopped to do a head count. “Two very smart beings here to help!”

“But there’s five of us in total!” MK said.

“Make that three, since the kid finally learned to count.” 

“HEY!”

“Either way, maybe it was something in the dust you were sweeping?” Redson interjected, kneeling down to the dustpan and looking at it. 

“Like what?”

“Well, you’ve got three mystic monkeys and a demon here on an almost regular basis. Perhaps if we dropped any hair or fur, and you breathed it in…”

“Then it would change him?” MK finished. Redson nodded. Y/n hopped out of Macaque’s arms and onto his couch, trying to stand on his hind legs to be a more active party in the conversation.

“Well how do I get it out? I can’t be stuck like this forever!!” 

“I mean, if you were, it wouldn’t be so bad! This is literally the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!” Wukong cooed. He scratched behind y/n’s ears and giggled at how the fox started wagging his tail. Macaque grabbed a tissue and slapped Wukong’s hand away so he could move around.

“Here, try blowing your nose. If nothing else, we’ll make you sneeze again.” He said. Y/n followed his instructions and with one harsh blow into the tissue, there was a puff of smoke. Abracadabra, he was human again! 

“Woohoo! I’m a big boy again!” He cheered. 

“Aw, and we didn’t even get any pictures before…” MK pouted. 

“Wait, yeah, y/n! Inhale it again, we need a picture!” Wukong unfortunately encouraged the boy, and thankfully Redson and Macaque distracted them with the snacks they had brought over for the original movie night plans. 

[fuckyeahjasonkimberly]

are you trying to say their relationship in the return is predatory? because if so, i'm going to need you to look up what that means before tossing claims like that around. aside from the fact that it doesn't make sense to given they were married as adults and he's still an adult, there's no way in the world they'd OK an actual predatory relationship for kid-friendly power rangers. seriously.

you don't like tommy/kim - that's your prerogative. but you sound silly. stop.

"are you trying to say" already phrasing it as 'trying to say' and ending it in a question mark, means I didn't say it. the closest I got to saying 'predatory' was posting that Chris Hansen meme, which was just in response to the ask I got about Chris Hansen. 🤷

but since we're here, let's talk about it a bit.

Tommy and Kim got married and had this child about 5 years give or take after graduation. so Tommy is certainly closer to Olivia's age than he is to Kimberly's at this point. he literally called them OLD right to their faces. took one look at them and it was the first words out of his mouth.

and tbh I'm not even an anti in terms of shipping. I don't particularly care if/how much a ship is considered 'problematic'. but it's still a very odd choice to go out of your way to take a ship that is perfectly normal and fine, and make it weird and uncomfortable on purpose. he could have just walked out of there with a beard and some crow's feet and no one would have questioned it.

& putting aside his physical age, it's evident he's also considerably younger mentally. he said he felt like he'd been gone for a few days, whereas it's been a good 20+ years for everyone else (actual numbers from the 30th anniversary special). so instead of growing into the role of Olivia's father organically, he's now expected to be a daddy to a girl who's practically old enough to move out and start paying taxes. not to mention being a husband to a woman who's been grieving him far longer than they were actually married.

he even says "now that there are no more power rangers, I don't know who I'm supposed to be" which shows it doesn't even occur to him to view himself as a husband and father. and to make matters worse, Kim doesn't even try to point this out herself, beyond insistently calling him her husband, which, he legally is not since 'Tommy Oliver' died. he's got a very basic and impersonal tombstone to prove it. he's gonna need an alter ego like miss Emma. i guess they'll be the "Phillips" family now.💀

but anyway instead of saying something like "we may not be power rangers, but we're a family, and you have an equally important job now", she instead launches directly into trying to get the team all back together and tells Tommy to 'train' Olivia instead of you know, parent her. but at least it shows she recognizes what Tommy really wants, which definitely isn't to play house with her. 💀💀

now, given that there is a clear resemblance between Tommy and Olivia, and they're obviously close in age, it's likely that almost everyone else is going to assume they're brother & sister rather than father & daughter. so it sure is gonna be fun when they go out for a nice family dinner and people think it's a single mom out with her two kids lmfao.

now imagine Jason's there and guess who people are gonna think the daddy is?

[popstart]

Am I the only one who feels like the way this fandom talks about female characters is always so like???? Omg girlboss but also a girlfailure I support women’s rights AND wrongs she was robbed!!!! Idk it’s always the same few phrases lol I don’t get it.

OHHHH I AGREE SO HARD💀 seeing the same 3 phrases used to describe the female characters bc they think its a diversity win. ok.

Female character is independent or strong etc -> omg shes suuuuch a girlboss teehee🙈 step on me. other weird and annoying sexual comments bc girlbossery is sexy (or something) and thats the only appeal female characters are allowed to have for a lot of people Female character is kinda cringe sometimes and doesnt succeed at everything -> omg my silly girlfaliure girlloser shes so sillystupid i love her Female character has dimension -> omg??? shes like a girlboss and a girlfaliure at the same time???

ignoring the fact i hate so many things about tacking on the prefix girl to random shit as something that feels like a negative connotation (or something degrading), there is 0 critical thinking people have for female characters and its like. ok man. people come up with 600 random headcanons and backstory elements for every single male character they like but designate the female characters they like to "oh ummm shes a girlboss so i like her😊" AWWEEESOMEEEEE. LOVE TO SEE IT🥴

and to people that dont see that or say that doesnt happen....... it does. i see it with my own eyeballs every damn day. eg; in fanon noah has 8 (or 9? i forget) girlboss sisters and is an expert hacker and speaks 300 languages and knows everything and makes 0 mistakes and is always calculated all the time and has 20 boyfriends while in canon he got kicked out of the opportunity of 100k dollars because he was reading and hates everyone and plays video games all day and is a massive schmuck for 1 single person that being emma. sorry noah fans thats just how it is. headcanons are fine but it gets to the point where its like hey guys what are we doing here.

and ok whatever. say we all stop talking about noah bc god knows he did nothing to deserve it. where do we go from there? the amount of people i see saying they wish there was more f/f in fandom they just dont wanna write it or people that say they wish they wrote f/f more its just too hard has me :I i think it really just proves how little fanon there is for female characters. since generally fanon is what fandom bases its fanfiction and general characterization on and f/f famously contains only women, it makes sense that if its "hard" to write for f/f pairings it means that people just dont care enough about the women to make wide spread fandom interpretations of them.

and it reaaaaaally sucks. total drama has what i consider a pretty good cast of diverse female characters. And sure, a lot of the time the show doesnt do them justice (they were robbed as many many MANY people say) but a lot of them have so much potential and all of them have at least SOME potential. but ofc, due to how theyre treated in the fandom, no one really cares about them outside of them being paired up with men. and even worse, people will just straight ignore them outright a lot of the time because they 'get in the way of their mlm ship' or some bs.

am i saying its inherently misogynistic to write mlm ships? HELLLLLL no. im just saying that the heavy apathy or visceral anger many many many female characters get unless theyre paired up with a man or because they 'get in the way of' a mans love for another man is quite frankly laughable when you consider what actually goes on in the show. this shit was made for kids, these people are kids. its just so weird just how obsessed people can be with a fictional character to the point of these overblown reactions to other characters of the same god damn show

[fanfic-lover-girl]

I'm sorry though if I last ask seemed rude but I just am weirded out? How you can hate on a character who did something for revenge and to stop someone from spreading lies that can destroy lives vs someone who literally mocked someone's death? Like seriously Cedric died in front of Harry and the first thing he does? Mocks Cedric's death. And you somehow forgive Draco but hate on Hermione, ok. All I'm trying to say, it's fine to love a character but please don't hate on other fans without actually knowing the context and everything. Don't blatantly go around hating a character without knowing why that happened and what led to that action. Hope you have a great day <3 Draco is a complex character, I know but so is Hermione and I wish you would understand that.

Well, thanks for the follow-up. I don't know if you are a different anon from the other one who has been condescending to me. If you're not, then don't mind my slightly annoyed tone.

What's there to be weirded out by?? People have character preferences. Preference is not always positively correlated to character morality. Which I spoke about here:

How you can hate on a character who did something for revenge and to stop someone from spreading lies that can destroy lives vs someone who literally mocked someone's death? Like seriously Cedric died in front of Harry and the first thing he does? Mocks Cedric's death. And you somehow forgive Draco but hate on Hermione, ok.

Because Draco's actions are painted as bad by the narrative. While Hermione's are not. That is why I can get over Draco being a jerk, but I can't stand Hermione. And I hate her even more when fandom tells me her actions are justified. Kidnapping someone inhumanely is NEVER ok and I refuse to tolerate people's glorifying it. If Hermione wanted justice, she should have reported Rita to the authorities. As I have said before, if Hermione was criticized for her flaws properly I would probably like her more. I wouldn't love her but I wouldn't hate her. But JKR and general HP fandom have made me despise her. I wish she died and Ron ended up with another girl. Hermione being a complex character means squat if she gets away with everything.

All I'm trying to say, it's fine to love a character but please don't hate on other fans without actually knowing the context and everything. Don't blatantly go around hating a character without knowing why that happened and what led to that action.

I know the context alright. But what Hermione did is still not ok. So my disdain is justified. I can hate Hermione as much as I want. Until someone can prove to me why I shouldn't. I don't go to anti Draco accounts and argue why they shouldn't hate him. My interactions with her fans/stans have not helped in the slightest either. And as I read more of the books, I am not impressed. I would never use Hermione as a positive female role model for my potential future kid.

Anyway, have a great day as well. But unless I say something incorrect about Hermione or the trio in the anti tags, please don't engage me again. I am tired of repeating myself.

[potionsprefect]

Time Away

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 2k

Summary: After the attack, Victoria heads back to New York

Rating: Teen

Category: Angst, Fluff

The flight was very quick, probably not the most environmentally friendly way to travel back home but Victoria didn’t care at this particular moment. She needed to see her family, however quickly she could get to New York was important.

Victoria grabbed her bag and headed into the arrivals lounge. She scanned the room looking for two familiar faces. Victoria spotted them smiling at her and she rushed over to them.

She wrapped her arms around her Mom, tears rolling down her face. Her warmth felt so familiar, she would never be too old for a hug from her Mom.

“You okay?” Jane asked.

Victoria smiled. “I am now.”

Jane pressed a kiss to the side of Victoria’s head, tears shining brightly in her own eyes as she gave her daughter one last hug.

“Hey kiddo.” Michael smiled as he hugged Victoria. She held on a little longer than usual, the new norm now given what she had been through. “How was your flight?”

“Ok.” Victoria replied.

Jane and Michael looked at Victoria with concern. They always got more out of Victoria. The one word answer made them anxious.

Not wanting to press further, they nodded and headed to the car. It was a quick journey home, Victoria didn’t talk much and kept her eyes looking out the window but glanced away to look at her phone. A small smile lit up on her face when she saw Ethan had text her.

She wished he was with her. Holding her hand, proving a gentle comfort to her. Instead there was miles between them, with only FaceTime to use.

The car pulled into the driveway in Westchester and Victoria climbed out.

“I’ve made you your favourite dinner.” Jane said as they headed into the house.

“Burgers?” Victoria laughed.

“With extra gherkins. Just how you like it.” Jane smiled.

“Your brother and sister will be coming over tomorrow. They got the day off work.” Michael said.

“And the kids?”

“Them too. They can’t wait to see you.”

“Me neither. I’m just gonna call Ethan and then I’ll come and eat dinner.” Victoria said. She headed into the living room and pressed dial on her phone.

“Glad to hear you got to New York ok.” Ethan said when he answered.

“It feels weird being here. I wish you were with me.” Victoria sighed.

“I know you do. I wish that too. I think the time at home will do you good. And we can talk everyday, whenever you want.” Ethan smiled.

“Thank you. I better go. Mom has made dinner.”

“Alright? Do you want to talk before you go to sleep?”

“No, I’ll be okay I promise. I love you.” Victoria replied.

“I love you too.”

The call ended and Victoria sighed. These few weeks we’re gonna be tough without him. Victoria wasn’t sure she could make it.

The next day was emotionally exhausting for Victoria. She appreciated her family all showing their support but all she wanted to do was get into bed and pull the duvet over her, shut out the rest of the world until she felt like saying hello again.

She tried to make small talk but everyone could see she wasn’t in the mood for talking. She had appreciated her niece and nephew giving her lots of cuddles, they definitely made her feel better.

She was now laying on her bed, having opted for an early night. Although Victoria wasn’t asleep, her brain unwilling to switch off, nightmares swimming around in her head. She glanced at the clock on her bedside cabinet. 2:56am.

Everything over the last few weeks has been playing on her mind. She felt guilty being back home, everyone in Boston was still grieving and here she was, hiding away in her childhood home from everyone who cared.

Am I being selfish? Should I be with everyone? What must everyone think of me?

A strangled cry left her throat, Victoria tried her best to suppress it but it was no use. One tear rolled down after another until she was a sobbing mess on her bed. She clutched her childhood teddy, trying to draw some comfort from it but it was no use.

She was broken, and she needed help. And help came in one particular tall form.

She missed him so much. She needed him here. Laying beside her, he would help her with all her worries. Victoria grabbed her phone. Would he be awake? Was he thinking of her in the same way she was thinking of him?

Victoria found his name in her phone and dialled the number. It didn’t take long for him to pick up.

“Victoria?” Ethan’s voice, groggy from sleep said.

“Ethan? I’m sorry if I woke you. I just needed to hear your voice.” Victoria trembled.

“It’s okay. Take a deep breath. I wasn’t really asleep. What’s wrong?” Ethan asked.

“I can’t do this. I miss you so much. I thought I’d be okay. That I’d have my family around me to help me. But all I want is you. Your warmth and comfort. I had a nightmare. ” Victoria began to cry again.

“Oh Vic.” Ethan sighed. “I’m so sorry. I should be there with you.”

“No it’s okay. You need to work. I should’ve called earlier yesterday evening. I’ll be okay as long as we can do that.”

“Of course we can. You don’t have to ask. You can call me whenever. You know that. Try and get some sleep and call me tomorrow.” Ethan said.

“Okay. As long as you’re not busy at work.” Victoria said.

“Victoria that’s not a problem. When you need me, I’ll be there.”

“Okay. I’ll try and get some sleep now.” Victoria said.

“I love you so much. Just know that.”

Victoria smiled. “I love you too. Thank you for being there for me.”

“Always.” Ethan said before the call ended.

Victoria put her phone down and tried to close her eyes, she pictured happy thoughts, of the upcoming future she would now have with Ethan. How they could finally be a couple out in the world for everyone to see. They were each others forever now.

Victoria figured she must’ve fallen asleep for a bit as the clock now said 4:19am. She couldn’t go back to sleep so she got up and put her dressing gown. Just as she secured it, her phone buzzed. It was Ethan.

Come outside.

Victoria furrowed her eyebrows. What did he mean? She got up and headed downstairs, pulling the curtain back.

She was sure her eyes were deceiving her because out the window, a figure was stood by his car. And he looked suspiciously like Ethan.

Victoria hurried to the front door and flung it open. Her eyes weren’t deceiving her. There was Ethan. Messy hair and clothes looking like they had just been thrown on and a small smile on his face.

Victoria found herself running towards him and she flung herself into his arms, his own tightening around her as he held her close. She broke down in tears as she buried her face into his shoulder.

“What are you doing here?” Victoria asked as she pulled away.

“You need me, so here I am. I can stay for four days. Naveen said it was okay.” Ethan smiled.

“But it’s the middle of the night!” Victoria wiped her eyes.

“Which meant I could get here quicker. Although I’ll probably have to check my bag in the morning. I just threw some clothes in.” Ethan laughed as he grabbed his bag.

“It’s so good to see you. I’m glad you’re here.” Victoria smiled.

Ethan pressed a firm kiss to Victoria’s lips. “Me too.” He picked up his bag and took Victoria’s hand.

They headed into the house, a shadowy figure was stood on the stairs.

“What’s going on Tori? I heard the front door open.” Jane asked. When she saw Ethan, she raised an eyebrow. “Ethan? What are you doing here?”

“I asked him to come Mom. I know it’s the middle of the night, but I needed him.” Victoria replied.

“I’m sorry to disturb you Mrs Clarke.” Ethan said.

“No need to apologise Ethan. And please call me Jane. I’ll see you both in the morning.” Jane smiled heading back to bed.

Victoria led Ethan to her bedroom. He got dressed into some pyjamas and climbed into bed with her, wrapping his arms around her.

“I can’t believe you’re really here.” Victoria yawned as she tried to stay awake.

Ethan pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “It’s real Vic. Get some sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Victoria snuggled into his embrace, soon drifting off into a deep sleep. For the first time in days, she slept soundly, Ethan’s arms proving the best comfort.

It was a few days since Ethan had arrived and Victoria’s mood had massively changed. Just being with Ethan had made her much happier, everyone could see it. Today was his last day and Ethan was due to leave in an hour. Victoria was soaking up as many cuddles as possible.

Spending time with him in her hometown had been amazing. Her family had gotten to know him better and they all loved him, just like she did. They spent time visiting all the places Victoria used to hang out, the parks she went to, the cafes and restaurants she loved. She was sad that he was going to go home back to Boston.

“Do you really have to go?” Victoria tightened her arms around him.

Ethan chuckled. “I don’t want to. But there’s only so long Naveen can hold the fort for.”

“He wouldn’t mind. He’s so happy that we’re finally together, he’ll probably let you stay off for a bit longer.” Victoria shrugged.

“For some reason I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of doing that. As much as I want him to.” Ethan smiled.

Victoria sat up and looked at him. “I’ve really enjoyed you being here. I wish you could stay longer.”

Ethan took her hands in his. “Me too. Everyone’s been telling me how much your mood has changed since I arrived. It makes me happy knowing that I have helped in some way.”

Victoria pressed a kiss to his hand. “You have. I think going forward I’ll be okay, so long as I’ve got you by my side.”

“Forever and always Vic.” Ethan smiled.

The couple laid in each others arms, talking about the future and everything that was heading their way.

Ethan checked his watch. “I should get going.” He pressed a kiss to Victoria’s forehead.

Victoria stood up. “Let’s get this over with. In a nice way. The longer we stall, the more upset I’ll become.” She smiled through tears.

The couple headed out where Ethan said goodbye to Victoria’s parents. They walked out the front door to the car, Ethan put his bag in the car.

“I’ll call you when I get home.” Ethan said, wrapping his arms around her.

“Drive safely.” Victoria said.

“Of course.” Ethan smiled. He leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss to her lips, prolonging the moment for as long as possible. “I love you.” He whispered as he broke away.

“I love you too.” Victoria replied, burying her face into his neck for one last hug. Knowing she would have to let go, Victoria extracted herself from Ethan and let him get in the drivers seat.

Reluctantly, Ethan got in the car, giving one last glance to the woman he loved before staring the engine and driving away. Victoria stayed rooted to the spot until she couldn’t see the car anymore and then headed back indoors.

“Are you okay?” Jane asked.

“Yeah I am. I’m glad he came. I feel a lot better.” Victoria replied.

“He’s good for you. Your Dad and I are glad you’ve found someone like him.” Jane smiled.

“I know he is.” Victoria smiled.

Going forward Victoria knew she had the best people. With them by her side she could make it through anything that life threw at her.

I figured this was long enough instead of including what Ethan and Victoria got up to. Maybe I’ll do a separate fic, let me know your thoughts!

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