#once again. technically. protecting a younger kid

[spliqi]

dazai’s grip on akutagawa’s psyche being so strong that it rewired rashomon to only manifest from the coat he gave him is insane work and needs to be talked about

[2000sangel]

hiya, sos idk if you do platonic fics but if you do can you do a platonic husk x younger reader? maybe they knew each other when they were alive and meet again and husk is protective over them? thank u! :)

Hello! I sure do write platonic relationships :3 I hope this is good enough, in this I imagine Reader to be a young adult, around 20. Hope that's okay, thanks for requesting!

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Hell is…well. You wouldn’t really know how else to describe it, other than with its name. And deep inside you know you’re a sinner, there’s no denying that if you ended up here...but you feel like you could never get used to living like this.

Even in life, you’ve never been a fan of gory scenarios, robberies, violence and whatnot, and if anything you could say that the reason why you ended up here is because of a stupid mistake you made, but Heaven couldn’t take you in because of that, so now you find yourself here...in front of the Hazbin Hotel, hoping for a last chance at redemption.

Before you can even knock on the door tough, you’re welcomed by an eerie shadow quickly taking the form of an individual right before your very eyes;

“Greetings fellow Sinner!” He welcomes you with a wide smile, extending his hand for you to take, which you reluctantly do; “And welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! It’s a pleasure to be meeting you, I’m Alastor, and I will gladly be your host!”

His handshake is so firm it nearly makes you lose your balance; you compose yourself though, and nod, taking in all the information that’s been given to you – Alastor, the host...alright, that means you’re probably going to be safe with him especially once you’re inside.

“Thank you sir, I was just looking for someone willing to do that!” the nervousness is palpable in your voice, but you still try to match his energy by flashing him a smile. Alastor nods and opens the door for you like a true gentleman, which you thank him for.

The interior design of the place looks quite lovely in your opinion, the walls a deep red and pavements covered by gorgeous patterned rugs; various decorations make the main room more hospitable, and although you’re mesmerized by the place you carefully listen as Alastor explains that it would technically be a bit too early for newcomers to be welcomed, which is why nobody else other than him is around – you looked quite lost though, his word, so he decided to take it upon himself to at least bring you inside.

“Oh, I’m very sorry, I had no idea- I can always come back later, it’s not a-“

“Eh, what’s all the commotion about?”

A rough voice interrupts the exchange of words between you and Alastor; your gaze travels all the way towards the flight of stairs leading to the top floor, where a demon in the form of a winged anthropomorphic cat is standing.

His voice sounds curiously familiar.

“Ah, Husker! How goes it! Why don’t we start the introductions with you!” Alastor points at him with the staff he’s been using mostly to sustain his weight until now; “This is the bartender, dear.”

Husker? Now, that name sounds more than familiar.

“Husk?” you ask tentatively, studying his appearance.

His ears, formerly back, now stand up right, and his tail sways from side to side in what you can only assume is excitement.

“What...yes? Wait, it’s you?”  He whispers your name, still unbelieving.

You quickly leave Alastor’s side, running straight into Husk’s embrace instead; he immediately drapes a wing over you protectively, and you can’t really see it from where you’re positioned, but the glare he shoots the host is one of anger before his gaze softens looking at you once again.

“I’ve missed you...” you admit, before realization hits you; “Wait, you’re in Hell? Why?”

“I should be asking the same thing, kid. Let’s leave explanations for later, yeah? Always told you I wasn’t a good person.”

His wing pulls you closer, and you savour the embrace for as long as you can before you reluctantly have to separate from him.

“Well, I suppose that is my cue to leave!” says Alastor, clasping his hands together before eerily disappearing back into the shadows.

Shortly after, the rest of the residents of the Hotel sleepily make their own appearance. This time, it’s Husk’s job to introduce you to everyone, never leaving your side all the while. Charlie is especially excited to have one more patient who is also one of Husk’s old friends, as he doesn’t seem to have many after all.

Husk immediately makes sure to shelter you from Angel Dust’s dirty jokes; as much as he and Angel get along, he finds it uncomfortable to hear him flirting with you. The spider demon initially calls him ‘not fun’, but he understands where he’s coming from and actually agrees with him as you’re much younger.

Once you and Husk have the time to catch up, you both explain the reason why you’ve ended up here to each other. Yes, you were close in life, but he’s always preferred keeping his life quite private and so have you, both keeping your sins to yourselves. You’re both glad you’re here though, on the right path for redemption...in one way or another.

You distinctly remember how he used to amaze you with his magic tricks back when you were alive; he’d host little shows just for you, your smile contagious as he showed you all that he was capable of.

You also remember the sadness you felt when the time to get separated came, but he had promised you that one day you would meet again. And now here you are, indeed. Though your reunion was unexpected, you’re still glad it happened.

Husk is happy to see that you get along with all of his friends, too. He tries to encourage you to stay away from Alastor and you gladly do so, as you don’t really want to engage with the owner of who you consider your best friend, but still put on a smile every time he talks to you to remain on his good side. Everyone else though, you’re on good terms with, and he couldn’t be happier that you found a safe place to stay at even though you unfairly ended up in Hell.

[queenpiranhadon]

A/N: Yayyy we finally get to meet our blondie in this chapter :) Obligatory mention to the awesome @cashmoneyyysstuff GO FOLLOW HER RN ISTG SHE DESERVES IT!! Here's the masterlist!

Warning(s): Cursing, reader is the daughter of Aizawa, Shinso and Eri are biological siblings, reader is 20 years old, reader befriends Kaminari and Sero, Reader uses "Cattus" as her alias, reader's nicknames are Cactus and Cattus, a man insults you a ton and Aizawa by extent, mentions of drinking, two characters aren't from MHA but are there for the plot, bonding time with one of Aizawa's old friends, spoilers (?), Bakugou challenges you to a fight, a tualia is a type of duel for reference, Sero has an unnamed younger sister, lmk if I forgot anything

Pairing(s): Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ: To the Victors Go the Spoils

You weren’t really sure what you expected, but it sure wasn’t this. 

The men tasked with recruiting the lot of you forced you all into a straight line, as another one loaded the men of your village into vehicles similar to a hay wagon, one by one, asking you for both your name and address to make sure every family was accounted for. You counted 4 wagons total, along with four others that were filled with wooden barrels. 

You swallow nervously, feeling a stab of guilt run through you as you remember your sleeping family at home.  

You knew it was wrong, it felt so foreign, an out of body experience to be standing where you were at that moment, knowing that it was happening, but refusing to believe it was happening to you.  

But it was, and you couldn’t jeopardize everything due to emotions that wouldn’t benefit you in the future. 

Yet, you remembered the picture of your family, and your mind couldn’t help but wonder what they’d say, if things were in better circumstances.  

What if you lived in a world where women could go to war too? 

What would your family say when you left to go protect them and your country? 

Your father would place a hand on top of your head in affection, telling you to come home soon and safe, and that he was proud.  

Toshi would’ve teased you, saying you had a “hero complex” and that you worked too hard for your own good.  

Which wasn’t true- but Hitoshi sure loved to poke fun when he could.  

All part of being your brother you surmised.  

Eri would’ve maybe cried a little bit, whining that you were leaving her with “stinky Toshi” and that you better not get hurt, but if you did, she would be there to heal you up when you came home.  

You would leave, and they would have large smiles on their faces, with Eri yelling “BYE CATTUS!” at the top of her lungs.  

Like your friends, your younger sister had an affinity for nicknames as well, once hearing Izuku refer to you as “Cactus” for the first time when she was around six, the same age you were when you started sword fighting.  

Eri had recently lost her two front teeth, attempting to say “Cactus” with difficultly, and saying Cactus instead. Needless to say, everyone found it both endearing and amusing, so it stuck.  

You smiled weakly to yourself, and a harsh voice snaps you out of your thoughts.  

“Oi, you enjoying your daydream? Shit like that’ll get you killed.” he says, eyes narrowed and cold.  

You frown, but say nothing, prompting the man to snap at you again. 

“Whaddya call yourself daydreamer?” he says, almost condescendingly.  

“Cattus.” you blurt, the first name that popped up in your mind. “Cattus Aizawa.” 

He raises an eyebrow at the mention of your surname, a bemused smirk tugging at his lips.  

“An Aizawa huh? Didn’t know Shota would tolerate such a dim-witted man living in his house. How old are you kid?”  

“T-Twenty...” you stammer, the words each a sting to your heart, knowing they technically didn’t apply to you but for now, they had to.  

The man snorts, laying a hand on your shoulder, seemingly an act of affection but there was no warmth in his tone as he says, “Well Cattus Aizawa keep daydreaming and let’s just say that your old pops’ll lose more than just his one leg.”  

Rage bubbles inside of you, but before you could properly retort, you’re shoved into the “hay-wagon” almost completely filled with other men, some you recognized to be from your village, but others were entirely new faces, but you heard that they’d been rounding up men all night, meaning these men were here all night, from different villages.  

Some looked terrible, a few sobbing their hearts out, some haggard and silent.  

Others, not so much, going as far as to bring tankards of beer in celebration as they cheer alongside their comrades, triumphant as they honorably leave to fight for their home.  

You let your eyes wander, not letting their antics affect you in any way. Men like that, they had nothing to lose. Willing to risk your life for your country was no doubt noble in your mind, but these men never experienced loss, or death. Which made sense, given that the kingdom of Bellorant was prosperous when it came to war, casualties were few and victories were countless.  

And yet, war was war, and a life was a life. You wanted to cry just like the other men you saw, but you also knew that this was your choice, and that the alternative was worse.  

Your eyes lock onto a familiar red head in the distance when you feel your heart drop. Ejiro. 

He was the oldest male of his family too, given that his mother had left his biological father and remarried another woman, living with her wife, Ejiro, and his younger sisters, who were twins.  

Fuck. 

You wish you could push him out of the way, send him back to his family, alive and well. But you couldn’t, knowing that you had your own family to protect, and that you had to trust that he’d protect himself.  

Still, you felt sick to your stomach, watching the red head you grew up with chuckle nervously and mount the wagon that reeked of death and destruction.  

Taking in another shaky breath, you rub your index finger against your thumb in an attempt to ground yourself. Retreat. You would make it back home, as would Ejiro. You had to.  

You spot Izuku’s brother Tenko on the same wagon Ejiro was on, feeling another pang of sadness for the man, though you didn’t know him all that well. He was a little of a loner, you knew, and didn’t really interact with him much.  

But a life was a life regardless.  

You feel someone tap you on your shoulder, whipping your face around to see a boy around your age, most likely from another village.  

His hair was his most defining feature, though, bright yellow with a black streak that resembled a lightning bolt to you. Golden eyes analyzed you briefly before he grins, sliding in to join you on the floor where you sat, offering you half the loaf of bread he carried.  

“Hi there!” he beams, acting as if the two of you were lifelong friends. “You looked pretty lonely, so I figured I’d give you some bread.” 

You blink, tentatively taking it and nibbling the crust. It was fresh, and lightly floured- something only those with a higher society standing could afford.  

“Thank...you?” You say, unsure of what to say, those golden eyes staring at you for a moment of silence before letting out a loud laugh that makes a few of the other men in the wagon look in your direction.  

“Y’know... no one’s ever gotten ol’ Fern Bat over there to crack anything other than a scowl- you must be special.” he says, nudging your shoulder.  

“Fern Bat...?” you ask warily, not sure if you wanted an answer to the question.  

He grins wolfishly, looking at the man that insulted your father earlier. “Old man’s so uptight that he reminded me of a Fern Bat, what with his pinched face and so many wrinkles that he’s eternally pruning.” 

You snort at that, and the man next to you whoops in celebration. 

“He smiles!” the blonde cheers, and the pronoun change catches you off guard.  

Just another thing you’ll have to get used to.  

Extending your hand, you offer your pseudonym.  

“Cattus Aizawa.” 

“Denki Kaminari.” 

*** 

You dozed off at some point during the ride over to wherever they were taking you- the capital you think, you weren’t sure. 

Denki was snoring away, using your shoulder as a pillow, and you made no movement to shove him off, knowing he was probably as exhausted as you were. The majority of the other men were asleep as well, for the exception of yourself and those who were still silently crying. Everyone else was out cold, and most likely drunk. 

Trying to crane your head around without waking up Denki, you see that the sun was setting,  

The ride to the capital of Bellorant, Vitoris, was a week-long journey, you knew, so you made yourself comfortable, mentally preparing yourself for the trip ahead.  

The week went by in a blur, you learned a lot about Denki during that time.  

His mother and grandfather ran a bakery where they sold pastries and baked goods in his village, which was located in the wealthier areas of Bellorant, as you predicted. His father and mother split when he was very young, similar to Ejiro, you noted, and he, like you, had never fought in a battle before.  

As far as he knew, Cattus Aizawa was pretty much just like you- you found no need to lie about your life, other than the fact that you weren’t a male.  

He said that Hitoshi reminded him of his grandfather, and you laughed, picturing your brother as a wrinkled old man.  

Throughout the week, you ended up stopping at other villages as well, another man by the name of Hanta Sero joined your little group that you formed, whom you soon found out had a little sister around Eri’s age.  

The three of you kept each other company in that way, entertaining each other with stories of your respective pasts.  

And just like that, you reached Vitoris as the sky showed signs of early dawn.  

Or, not really Vitoris, but the by the outskirts of it, an area nicknamed Polemori’s Grounds.  

Polemori was the goddess of war in Bellorant, which is why you thought it was befitting given that the area would be used for military training. 

Yet, you couldn’t help but feel concerned, given that Ejiro and Tenko’s wagon was nowhere in sight. In fact, it was only your wagon that stopped here, along with one filled with supplies. - you watched the other three wagons disappear down the path, eyes lingering on the one you knew housed the shark-toothed man, before turning away.  

Maybe it was a good thing you two weren’t together- he would recognize you immediately.  

The two soldiers at the head of the wagon, Fern Bat and the other that the three of you dubbed Moss Bear due to his resemblance to the ursine species that was a probably the size of a common dog. Harmless, but it looked intimidating.  

They instructed you to set up the tents kept in the other hay wagon, and once that was done, you were to store all the food and weapons into their larger tent.  

There were about fifty men in your wagon, all asleep to some degree, stumbling out and scrambling around to get to work.  

While you set up your tent, you took in your surroundings a bit, noting a lake a decent distance away from camp, as well as the gates of Vitoris miles and miles away, barely visible.  

It was once the sun finally went down that you all finished, gathering around the campfire you all made, Denki and Hanta and you lay on the grass, exhausted.  

“We need to get tons of rest tonight.” Hanta groans, turning to face you. “I heard that tomorrow the captain is coming to train us personally.” 

Denki shudders “They call him “The War Dragon”. Load of bull if you ask me.” 

You huff, staring at the sky. You could see the stars this time.  

“What’s up with the people of Bellorant and nicknames?” you ask, quirking up an eyebrow.  

“A country of such great prosperity finds great significance in bestowing titles to those they deem worthy of it.” Hanta says, sounding so much like Toshinori that you laugh.  

Denki continues his train of thought, adding “And our country is filled with multitudes of people and places who are befitting of titles due to the enormity of our sheer awesomeness.” 

“You two are full of shit, you know that?” You chuckle, launching a fistful of grass blades at the two of them. “I bet you don't even know what “multitude” means.” 

Hanta barks out a laugh at that, leaving Denki spluttering, aghast. 

The rest of the night was spent in laughter, until Moss Bear told you it was past curfew- and that you should go to bed.  

But before you can leave you hear him say, “Aizawa, a moment, please.” 

You turn around, heart pounding. Did he find you out already?! 

“Yes...?” you ask warily. 

He sighs and gives you a fond smile.  

“I heard from Officer Tradeyn that you were Aizawa’s kid. Just wanted to apologize in advance, I know he can be a lot.” he says, patting your shoulder slightly, but awkwardly.  

You chuckle wryly, nodding in assent, also storing the information that Fern Bat’s name was Officer Tradeyn (you were still gonna call him Fern Bat though). “It’s okay- it's my fault for not being focused at the time.” 

Moss Bear squeezes your shoulder. “Your old man is proud of you.” 

Would he be? Your family would most definitely be awake by now and would’ve read the letter you left them. Would your father be worried, upset, disappointed even, for being so rash? 

Noticing the faraway look in your eyes, Moss Bear removes his hand, waving slightly. “I’ll let you sleep; you’ve got a big day ahead tomorrow. Goodnight, Cattus Aizawa.” 

You smile slightly. “Goodnight.” 

You enter your tent to see both Hanta and Denki fast asleep, pratically on top of each other at that. Tucking yourself into your bedroll, you try to get comfortable, even though you could feel small rocks poking you where your body contacted the ground.  

Uncomfortable as you were through, you finally fell into a dreamless sleep. 

The next morning, you awoke to the sign of clanging bells, groaning as you hear Fern Bat’s sharp and irritating voice screech “WAKE UP YOU USELESS WATER LILLIES!” 

Denki grumbles beside you “I’ll show you water lily...” 

You punch his arm warningly. “The captain arrived today, right? We have to make a good first impression.”  

Groaning, both Hanta and Denki get up begrudgingly, thankfully taking turns changing into the armored uniforms they provided you with. Each grabbing a sword from the rack, you join the other men in their formation, each spaced out in a large square, standing still.  

Each of you had a sword by your side, and you gripped it tightly, refusing to look anywhere but ahead. 

Suddenly, you hear a deep voice bark out “ATTENTION!” 

Everyone around you stands tall, in a salute, and you copy them, watching the owner of the voice walk into your vision.  

“M’name’s Katsuki Bakugou, and I’m yer captain.” he says, low and menacing, his voice had a raspy quality that shook you to your core. “Ya lot have probably never even held a sword before, and it’s my job to make sure ya don’t end up slitting your own throat on the battlefield from inexperience.” 

He scans the people in front of him before making eye contact with you.  

Staring directly into his vermillion eyes, you don’t waver as he says,  

“Let’s get started, shall we?” 

To say the least, training was boring. You sat through a demonstration of “The War Dragon’s” “superior fighting skills”, watching as he takes down Moss Bear in a mock fight, a feat you could probably do in half the time.  

Huffing under your breath, you mutter to Denki, “bastard’s a complete fake- this shit’s easy-” 

“HAH?!” you hear Captain Bakugou’s voice boom throughout the entire training field. All eyes turn to you. “THE FUCK DIDYA JUST SAY?!” 

“Well- I meant-” you stammer, face turning bright red, not realizing just how perceptive the captain was.  

“Fine then. You think yer so smart, eh?” he growls, marching up to you until you stood face to face, the red eyed blonde towering over you. “What’s yer name?” 

“C-Cattus.” you mutter. “Cattus Aizawa.” 

“Well then ‘Cattus Aizawa’,” he mocks, grabbing your shirt, gripping the fabric tight enough to rip it. “Let’s see how good ya are then hah? I challenge you to a tualia.”  

You steel yourself, forcing yourself to look him in his stupidly gorgeous eyes. Now wasn’t the time to fawn over a man like a flustered schoolgirl, nor was it the time to shy away from an opponent.  

You were a warrior.  

“To the victors go the spoils.” 

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[star-girl69]

“FUCK THE OTHER KIDS I ONLY CARE ABOUT OURS”

Danny better be included in that context. I want to see the two interact with one another. I feel like they would get along and just be little Clarisse’s around camp terrorizing everyone. And Clarisse is standing in the side being a proud mama 😂😊

WE’RE SO BACK

danny and ivy are about the same age in my little version of a canon universe so they would call themselves twins. i never really defined either of the features i don’t think but for me personally i think of ivy as this feisty little blonde with a fuckass bob she pulls off SO well, constantly wearing pink and flowers just to turn around and destroy someone

and then danny i imagine him to be like a young josh hutcherson (bridge to terabithia era, maybe a bit younger) except w more prominent freckles and a bit darker hair

so anyways.

they don’t look alike at all so that’s what is so fucking hilarious about it but they’re like “we’re twins!!! best friends!!! brother and sister!!!”

that’s genuinely how they introduce themselves to everyone and then everyone is like???

also percy is so fucking terrified good god hes losing his shit THERES THREE OF THEM NOW????? he’s like “we need to BAN clarisse and y/n from adopting more children”

(as if clarisse would listen to percy 🙄🙄🙄)

so basically danny and ivy would be attached at the hip. like they have twin telepathy fr and ut pisses everyone off

when they’re separated (god forbid you’re split up onto different teams) (they’re not afraid to kick and scream and cry) (chiron would PERSONALLY make sure they are not split up again bc genuinely just no one wants to deal w them SCREECHING)

ivy is a daddy’s girl (aka clarisse)

danny is a mama’s boy (aka y/n)

danny and ivy are kinda like the polar opposites of each other i mean don’t get me wrong is danny absolutely lethal with a weapon? yes obviously and he tries so hard to be like his half-siblings and love battle and war and all that stuff but he just doesn’t get the same joy out of it

clarisse doesn’t really care, she comforts danny as best as she can and tells him he doesn’t have to love it as long as he can protect himself so she has some piece of mind, she’s kinda confused as to why danny’s is technically ares’ kid but also like that’s her kid…. so she really don’t care

besides clarisse has someone else to impass all her wisdom onto

the hurricane that is ivy.

she definitely wasn’t born with that natural effortlessness that danny and clarisse have, but she works 10x as hard and absolutely loves the feeling of a sword in her hand she has the PASSION and that is much more important than natural ability tbh

anyways. every once in a while y’all will have sleepovers and you barely fit it’s hilarious… pretending that camp counselors once again have a room at the back with a slightly bigger bed

clarisse is in the middle, you’re on one side, danny on the other, and ivy is fully spread out sideways on top of y’all

ivy and danny are just walking around camp like they own it bc they do, clarisse is scary and will get them whatever they want bc the twins will flash puppy eyes at you who will then flash puppy eyes at clarisse and then she’s helpless 🤷‍♀️

anyways. that’s all i got for now love y’all love this little family 😘🫶

[kizzer55555]

Dan is not a hero, so will the Justice league PLEASE leave him alone?!

When Dan was born, he isn’t just Danny. He’s also half Vlad, which means when he was created their obsessions combined. Danny’s obsession is protection but Vlad’s obsession is family. A ghost’s obsession develops based on how the ghost acts after they are born, what they latch onto, what they like. It usually takes a few weeks to fully form which is why ghosts can have such different obsessions. Danny’s obsession became protection due to his constant actions of protecting people. Vlad’s obsession became to create a family as that is all he thought about during his hospital visits. To make a family with Maddie. Dani even developed her obsession with freedom after she went out exploring. And once an obsession is created, it cements the ghost’s instincts to follow it. That this is what the ghost must continue doing to survive. To get stronger.

But Dan didn’t have that time. He was combined with two ghosts that already had fully formed obsessions, and so those obsessions merged with each other. Dan’s obsession is to protect his family, but by the time it formed, his family was already gone. And that…really messes with a ghost.

Vlad thought that Dan had gone evil because of his evil ghost side. But in reality, it was due to the loss of an obsession. In his initial madness upon formation, he ended up killing Danny. The only person he might have considered family. As for Vlad, the fruitloop hated himself so much that even if part of his ghost, part of his soul, was within Dan, it wouldn’t recognize him as family. And Danny’s ghost half certainly wouldn’t. And when a ghost looses their obsession, they go mad.

All Dan had left, was his own life. He wasn’t truly an older version of Danny. He was something new created from half of two souls. He had parts of both Vlad and Danny. Where Danny was stubborn, Vlad was cunning. Where Danny might feel uncomfortable with social interaction with his peers, Vlad would put on a mask or try to seem more threatening when stressed. He had fragments of their memories but none of the emotional attachment unless it was connected to his obsession. So when a younger him came to his future timeline, all Dan focused on was making sure he would still be created.

And then he lost.

But loosing wasn’t the end. He eventually managed to be free of his cage and sent through therapy (Likely curtesy of Jazz who felt it wrong to keep him trapped forever). And Dan was forced to go through therapy until he eventually got to the point where ok…fine he won’t kill anyone (as long as they don’t attack him first). It also helped that his obsession madness was wearing off. Now that he had his family again, and they were safe, it eased off a bit of the pressure, allowing him to think again.

But now he didn’t know what to do. For the first time in a while, Dan was free. But it wasn’t like he could indulge his obsession. Maddie and Jack hated ghosts and since he’s technically made of two ghost halves, he wasn’t a halfa and couldn’t take a human form or just walk up to them. Moreover, he wasn’t Danny or Vlad so could he truly consider them family?

That’s when he started interacting with Phantom. It was small at first, just checkups to see how his therapy was going or Dan even sneaking into Fenton works to watch what was happening because she was bored. Eventually, they got a bit closer and developed a sibling like relationship (if Dan was a prickly older brother who refused to show he cared) and his obsession latched onto Danny. For a while, Dan was in denial of this. The kid a twerp, only half the power he was (ignoring the fact that the kid beat him) and full of human emotion and teenage drama. So Dan tried to limit his visits. Only coming every month or so. The other time kinda wandering the zone and getting into fights.

And then one day he came to visits only to see a scene from his nightmares.

(Warning for gore)

It was dead quite, the lab covered in green blood, various organs preserved on jars or just lying on the surrounding lab tables. Scalpels, syringes, and other tools dripping green. And on the center of the lab, strapped to a table, was a small blue orb.

Dan knew what a core looked like. He had ripped out enough in his previous timeline to know that they should not be that dim. That they should not have cracks running down their surface, and that they absolutely should not have chunks gouged out of their sides. It barely looked like an orb anymore but there, Dan could faintly feel the energy of a young ghost. And he knew exactly who this core belonged to.

So Dan did the only think he could think of. He took his little brother’s core and ran.

Dan had no idea how to heal a broken core, and Danny’s core (his soul) felt room temperature which couldn’t mean anything good for an ice core. It was also severely lacking in ectoplasm (Dan refused to think of all the green splattered across the lab. This was also the day he decided that NO, the Fentons would not be considered family).

A normal core would have melted down into goop by now with all the damage it sustained. It was likely only still ‘alive’ due to Danny’s halfas status. There was no known cure or medical procedure for this. The only thing Dan could do was place the core within himself, nestled right next to his own core in an attempt to absorb his access ectoplasm and get stronger. But that wouldn’t be enough. A ghost needed to fulfil their obsession to get stronger. But Danny was unable to protect anyone in his current state. Which meant there was only one option. Dan would have to act like a host and fulfil the obsession for him. Which meant Dan would have to feed his brother….by…saving people…

Oh joy….

And thus begins Dan’s various attempts of heroism against his will. He is incredibly efficient and powerful but he looks like he hates every moment of it and might even be scowling at the people he saved. Moreover, he can’t even kill anyone! Killing is the opposite of protecting and wouldn’t help his brother heal so he has to restrain himself. (And when he attempts to smile, it looks so forced and with such sharp teeth that people become even more scared). The justice league have no idea what to do with this unknown.

He’s not a villain (they don’t think?). Just some overpowered guy who is saving a bunch of people (and even the heroes themselves) but has the prickliest personality you can imagine. Dan is not a people person. Add onto that him trying to escape Vlad’s attempts to ‘help’ (he doesn’t trust that fruitloop as far as he can throw him). And resisting going anywhere near the Fentons. As much as he wants to seek vengeance against them for what they did, he doesn’t want them near Danny and there is nothing that could make him drop his brother’s core somewhere else. It’s safest with him. The Fentons haven’t even realized Danny is missing. So this is basically just Dan forced to be a hero and he hates every second of it (but would do anything to protect his baby brother). And Dan maybe sort of befriending rogues and heroes (or them trying very hard to befriend him).

He is a loner. He does not like company, and he is incredibly self conscious when powerful people get near him and his precious cargo.

One day, they might realize Dan doesn’t enjoy being a hero or even really care about the people he saves (despite his meticulousness when it comes to getting everyone out alive). And if they ask, he could say he saves people because he’s selfish which just makes them more confused (or he says he has his own reasons).

Dan basically acts like a wet stray cat around everyone. (A cat with a kitten). He won’t attack them, but he will make it very clear that he does not like them (despite saving their lives multiple times) and he will not respond to their affections. It’s his fault the Justice league misunderstand his actions. He’s only doing it to heal his brother (not that he will ever tell them) but now the Justice league just think he’s a tsundere. Trying to hide that he cares.

No, Dan literally could not care less. Seriously, please leave him alone.

Later, much later, something happens where Dan takes a hit that affects his core/ectoplasm and he freaks out. The Justice league might not understand why until he takes out a second core and checks it over like a mother hen, hissing and snarling at anyone who gets close. This core is unlike anything the magic users have ever seen. They know what a core is, they know it’s a soul. To see one so damaged, it’s nauseating. (Dan is either freaking out for nothing or is actively trying to save the core that was dying in his hands and has to trust his magic user teammates/sort-of-maybe-but-not-yet friends to save him).

When everything is over, they ask who the core belongs to. It has to be someone Dan cares about. Ghosts don’t normally protect or try to care for other cores (it’s usually survival of the fittest) and Dan didn’t seem like the caring type. So they ask despite Dan trying to ignore their questions or brush them off. Eventually, he caves and drops the bombshell that it’s his little brother (and either admits it was their parents who did this to him or just the ‘Fenton’ scientists) and that he became a hero to try and replenish his brother’s strength since he’s a spirit of protection. He explains about cores and obsessions. How his brother’s obsession is protection and his obsession is to keep his family safe.

The Justice league’s hearts break.

Also, Ellie is in this and also has a sibling like relationship with Danny although is a bit distant with Dan (since they remind each other too much of Vlad to be comfortable) and they work together to try and bring Danny back and care for him. Ellie knows how to make ecto dejecto and tries to bring some. Also, in this au, Danny isn’t the ghost king. He’s just a normal ghost. So Dan will fight other ghosts to keep him safe.

Would it be funny if Ellie basically treats Dan as if he’s fragile? Like, she knows Dan is carrying Danny’s core so she’s like “why don’t you lay down?” “Are you eating alright?” “Be careful in that fight!” But at the same time, she’s constantly getting on his nerves and doing everything in her power to annoy him or just doesn’t seem interested in his life. The Justice league are very confused by their interactions. Especially when they see Dan take on an entire army single handedly. Dan hates the hovering even though he understands why she does it. (And when the Justice league realize Dan is carrying his brother’s core they might hover too.)

[bookskiver]

Tmr characters at school (in my humble opinion):

Newt minho and gally are a trio in PE

Gally takes the sports way too seriously he defo shouts at other students, looking like a tomato by the end of the lesson

Minho is once again just there for a good time. He's effortlessly good at all sports whilst simultaneously caring about none of them (except running of course (and for some reason i feel hockey)) he's the pe teachers fav and for that reason he can get out of any trouble, he defo uses this to his advantage. Also... he gets girls (it's me I am girls)

Newt is just the chill version of minho, does not give two shits about sports but is really good at all of them, hes mainly there to mess around with minho.

When he gets his limp minho is AGGRESSIVELY PROTECTIVE if anyone makes fun of newt he will "accidentally" shove them to the ground and make them eat a mouthful of AstroTurf

And he doesn't get in trouble bc he's the favourite lol

Newt also gets girls... but he doesn't want them he wants the awkward art and theatre kid doodling in the corner of the classroom THOMAS GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE

Thomas outside of school is a certified yapper, but in school, he is sworn to a vow of silence

Newt always chooses him first in PE because he doesn't want thomas to be the last one chosen (and also because he wants to watch thomas do sports newt I know what you are)

Teresa is straight A's and works really hard for them, she's all the teachers favorite and all the students least favorite (they're just jealous teresa 🙄🙄🙄) she has an academic rival (not romantic please😭) and that person isssssssss drum roll please.........

Frypan 💀

And frypan has no idea about this rivalry. He is effortlessly smart, does not revise, and occasionally bunks but still gets all A's. He's also chill with everyone at the school and can keep up a convo with anyone

And teresa gets PISSED

In her mind frypan is out to get her and hates her guts when really he barely knows of her existence

Chuck cannot catch a break bro

He's a year 7, been there less than a year and has been pelted with a panini on more than one occasion (wonder who would do that GALLY)

He cannot leave the cantine without his food being smacked to the ground

Wherever chuck walks, an spilled pot of pasta follows (GALLY)

He sits in the art room with thomas and yaps away whilst thomas draws (he's not technically allowed in there bc he's not an art student, but the teacher feels bad for him)

Alby is a beast at english. He doesn't talk to anyone, not bc he's shy but bc he doesn't fucking like them. Alot of the younger years think he's a teacher

Brenda is top set PE

She's also super into PE theory but doesn't like that class as much bc there's not that many girls in it and she wants to make some more girl friends bc SHES SICK AND TIRED OF THE PICK ME ALLEGATIONS AT THIS SCHOOL

She gets them bc her friends are mainly men (she hangs out with the newt minho gally group) so people just assume she's "not like other girls"

But then she gets into a HEATED debate in English about feminism and people lay off

Sonya INCREDIBLE at art hangs out with thomas alot people think they're dating when really he's dating her brother HAHAHAHA

[littlecrittereli]

Hello, me again, your Guardianship AU has latched onto my brain and won’t let go so I have more questions

First, how much does Chris know about the CPS hounding Martin? Does he understand that there’s a real possibility he could be removed from his brother’s custody? In the comic you made, when they were younger, Chris was pretty oblivious about it all (mostly cause Martin didn’t wanna worry him and didn’t tell him any details) but now that he’s a bit older, has he picked up on certain things? ‘Cause you’ve also mentioned that the AU has decent resemblance to Lilo & Stitch, but in that movie Lilo seems very aware of their situation which isn’t the case for Martin and Chris, especially because Martin’s personality is pretty opposite to Nani.

Second, and I totally get it if you don’t know, I’m just an over-thinker, but how would the parents have died in your AU? Because I can see the cause of death being pretty traumatizing depending on what it is, especially for Martin who was old enough to understand what was going on followed by the responsibility of raising his younger brother who is basically the only family he has left. Maybe even for Chris, though as you mention he was too young and doesn’t remember them much anymore.

Once again, love your AUs, Guardianship AU is clearly my favorite but I’m a sucker for sibling dynamics, especially the trope “brothers-against-the-world”.

Chris is definitely more aware of Child Protective Services than he was when he was a kid. They aren’t AS much of a threat anymore which is why Chris isn’t really worried about them. Martin has custody of him, and he just gets evaluated every so often to make sure he’s taking care of Chris and providing him a healthy and stable environment. (CPS is very concerned about chris traveling in the Tortuga but mostly leave them alone now) Martin definitely gets hella stressed when these evaluations come along, but he’s been doing this dance with CPS for so long by that point he’s not as worried. When he was 17, and freshly emancipated he was fightin for his life in those courtrooms 💀

Chris knows about it now, but in his eyes, Martin is the best guardian ever? He cannot fathom the idea of Martin being an “unfit guardian” so he can’t even imagine a situation where CPS would have a reason to take him. Which is also a small point of tension for them? Because on one hand Martin is glad his brother isn’t worried and trusts him, but also feels frustrated by Chris not taking it seriously or understanding the weight of it like he does.

But Chris is honestly more worried about Martin getting sick of having to drag him around and giving up custody of him. But those are repressed emotions to unpack for another day.

And I don’t actually have a reassonnn for the parents death yet. In the hypothetical fanfiction that I have not written yet, I don’t want to explicitly state it. Its something they dont like to talk about. And they probably get really nervous/jittery around any subjects related to the cause. I’m leaning more towards something like a car accident. Something that could happen to anyone, but also very tragic. It’s technically not decided for sure though! So im open to any suggestions at the moment.

[moltengoldveins]

hm yes emduo and bedrock bros and the eggs in Space. Phil is one of the last surviving members of a fragile but technically immortal species of elytrians that is now only whispered about in fairy tales. He’s a private investigator and enforcer (space pirate and muscle) for his beloved wife’s galaxy-wide uhhh….. Independent illegal group of people dedicated to protecting order and monitoring corruption? Gang of space pirates who steal from rich people? League of assassins but with morals? Unclear what the Syndicate Is Exactly but it sure do Be. He’s the pilot for the SBI Boreas, a light cruiser with a frankly Absurd munitions outfit. (Tubbo’s his mechanic) 

Techno is a member of the only recognized sentient deathworlder species, an odd mix of orc, elf, and pig features, and is by all accounts a living legend, or a living nightmare. He’s solidly twice the size of most other species, capable of surviving injuries what most would deem a death sentence, and a highly trained warrior to boot. Now, by all human accounts the texts of his people are pretty self-explanatory, (the Art of War is 89% Common Sense by volume) but in a galaxy of peaceful races on peaceful planets, it’s complex and brutal enough to be nigh-incomprehensible. He’s on a Lot of watchlists, but he’s also the like… platonic third partner in Phil and Madam Kristin, The Lady Of Death TM’s marriage??? So not a lot can be Done about him. 

Tommy is a younger avian teen (distant relation to the elytrians, definitely Not Immortal) who Techno found breaking into the Boreas and decided to keep (Phil took one look and his Dad Instincts kicked in) and his life is going swimmingly until he gets Yoinked for leverage against his dads and mum. The organization who gets him runs a blood sport colosseum, and while in transit his cage was stuck next to this weird hairless thing?? Chained with like Heavy Duty restraints. Tommy doesn’t have a ton of time to bond with this Strange Thing before the hostage negotiations happen, but they do manage to exchange names and Tommy decides with his classic impulsive passion that This Thing And He Are Brothers For Life Now. then the negotiations immediately go south, there’s a bit of a standoff, and Techno ends up trading himself for Tommy, which is what the organization wanted in the first place. They run a Reeeeally expensive exotic show for super Rich Jerks in an undisclosed location and Techno is their latest attraction. They’re also painfully cocky, and will be dying with extreme prejudice the moment Mumza gets her claws in them. 

So Techno gets Got and shoved in a high-security cell once they reach the colosseum, along with, surprise! This strange hairless creature with four limbs. It’s Chayanne, who is A Very Human Teenager who Did Not Want To Be Abducted By Aliens, Thank You. They’re both deathworlders, which Techno Does Not Realize until they get assigned to the same team a few weeks into the battles and watches Chay rip a bug man’s limbs off (Chay is Not having a good day. His dad (Missa) taught him self defense and was a martial artist, a butcher, and a rather morbid man, so some Relevant Knowledge and some general chillness around death is to be expected, but Not a chillness around KILLING PEOPLE FOR SPORT) Techno thinks this must be a fully grown adult whatever-it-is all the way until Chay breaks down crying and sounds Just Like a shoat (baby pig) and Techno feels the Dad Instinct rising again. 

Meanwhile, Halfway Across The Galaxy: the government has been developing space flight, but are really only at the borders of our solar system when they catch some aliens in the act of Yoinking another kid, this time from an orphanage (Tallula) they don’t manage to save her, but Holy Crap ALIENS???? Missa, who saw a bit of his son’s abduction but not enough to know exactly what happened, sees the news broadcast, puts two and two together and gets plot advancement. He starts pulling strings, asking about old connections in the space force (Cosmonaut Fit Emsi, godfather to Chayanne and Missa’s college best friend, may or may not be involved in the Turning Of Blind Eyes) and manages to get access to a hanger bay with a captured alien ship in it a few months after the incident in what might be the coolest heist sequence ever not-actually-written. (It’s very cool in my head, think Oceans 11 but the majority of the qsmp cast, trust me I swear.) He launches himself right into space and proceeds to systematically work his way through spaceport after waystation after colony planet in search of The Aliens Who Steal Human Kids (Specifically My Son) 

Techno is at this point playing the long game. He knows Kristin and Phil aren’t about to leave him hanging, and that they have enough firepower to burn this place to the ground, but he’s not sure when that’s gonna happen or how he’s gonna get Chay out. Meanwhile, Chay has No Idea what this strange Exceedingly Chill Pig Man has going on, but as far as he’s concerned, this is his life now. Forever. And making allies is important. They start trading languages and Techno starts teaching Chay katas (modified for the drastically different joint structure) in their free “big open space enrichment time.” (Side note: what aliens consider almost horrific cruel and unusual punishment is at worst severely unpleasant for humans. They just can’t take psychologically what humans can, so they kinda Have to treat their slaves better than we would. Doesn’t mean it’s good treatment, but it does mean Chay and Techno are both doing significantly better than they could be.)

Finally, Phil and Kristen rock up to the party incognito, dressed to the nines and attending a Big Event To Show Off Our New Deathworlders. They see Techno in the ring and have to Play It Cool, but he seems to be doing ok actually, so that’s good. Eventually the Head Honcho Man gets into a discussion with Phil right by the viewing window, so Phil has to pretend he’s fine when he sees a door open in the arena and A @:&;!ING HUMAN STEP OUT AND SQUARE OFF WITH HIS BEST FRIEND. (Shockingly, being immortal tends to inform you of such things like Secret Deathworlds and their Scary Inhabitants) Kristin is of course Immediately On The Move, but it turns out to be not necessary: Chay just kinda strolls up to Techno and gives him a side hug (bLEASE, you want me to fight my Roommate? Get out) and while Phil is laughing to himself, the Head Honcho gets maaaaad. He pulls it around though, announcing that he “already knew the two monsters had bonded the way only such vicious creatures could, and will be giving them a challenge only they could hope to face!!” And releases, like, four of the heccin Dune sand worms into the arena. Techno and Chay proceed to fight like demons while Phil and his squad take out the party and Kristen and her squad sweep the lower levels of the colosseum in an effort to keep More Worms out of the arena. Slavers die horribly. The end. 

Meanwhile, halfway across the galaxy: Missa returns!! Now with Even More Rage! His ship has broken down and because he ain’t got no Space Green Card, he’s got to get it repaired at a place that’ll take anyone. Enter Tubbo Underscore, Syndicate Member and Tinkerer Extraordinaire. Tubbo takes one look at this guy and goes “yeah that’s not a normal guy there’s something Wrong here” and through a series of pointed questions (and aggressive preening by Benson, a rather horrifying eldritch duck-dog thing the size of a small horse) Missa eventually explains why he’s in space. Tubbo, having just recently repaired Philza H Minecraft’s ship on its way to wipe out a gladiator ring, puts two and two together to make more plot, explains his Theory, and decides to accompany Missa, getting them into the next Syndicate raid on this organization. They, along with an undercover agent by the code name of Boo (It’s a word in Old Enderian that means ‘Eldritch’ or ‘Unknowable.’ Missa has to choke to keep from laughing) storm a freighter and rescue a bunch of valuable slaves and also!! Sunny and Tallulah! They have different first languages, Sunny was treated Significantly Cushier by the slavers than Lulah bc she was younger and viewed a bit more like a pet than a fighter, and they haven’t really spoken to one another before the rescue, so their rough start happens at this point. Cue Missa and Tubbo # Struggling to keep these two feral children from each others throats while they keep searching (‘Chay was literally never this bloodthirsty, the heck???’ -Missa, holding two backpack leashes apart while the girls are trying to strangle each other) 

Meanwhile on the Boreas: CHAY AND TOMMY REUNION POG???? Techno formally adopts Chay according to his culture (think Mandalorian, but to the left) and Chay has enough language to understand, but not enough to inquire about, yknow, whether Going Back To Earth is an option. As far as the Boreas crew know, it isn’t: Earth is a no-fly zone and Chay’s been out here for nearly a year and a half. They have no idea how they’d begin to get him home. 

Then finally, on a Syndicate-owned spaceport in the middle of nowhere, Missa finds the Boreas and sees his kid across a crowded bazaar. They hug, it’s super dramatic, very tearful, (Phil and Kristen are already planning his room on the ship: if they’re gonna coparent, they’re gonna do it Right) and after a bit of waffling, both Chay and Missa decide it’s for the best if they spend some time in space before heading back to earth, what with the whole “definitely stole a star fighter and wanted by the government, the entire world knows about aliens now” bit. There is fluff. There is cultural sharing. There is hair braiding. It’s amazing. 

Then comes my literal favorite space au trope Ever: a few days into the new and improved Boreas gang’s voyage, their ship is boarded by (shock, horror) a group of Human Pirates and the crew is Immediately captured. Turns out: it’s kinda hard to keep the existence of an entire galactic community from Everyone on Earth, and these are guys who, similar to Missa, yoinked a spaceship from their military and went rogue. (I’m putting Quackity here, cause I love charismatic villain Quackity and I think it works) they pirates are very VERY “humans are gonna expand to cover the universe” “might makes right” “come, join us, and together we can rule the galaxy” about it when they realiz Missa and Chay are aboard, and the Boreas crew honestly expects Missa and Chay to join them. They’re human! They speak the same language! They value the same things! Obviously they’re gonna take that way out, we wouldn’t even blame them! (Techno feels pretty betrayed but Phil/Kristen/Tommy just look resigned) Missa and Chay play along, pretend to hate their ‘alien captors,’ and arm themselves “to help them secure the ship.”

What follows is a rather emotionally charged but Very Very Cool sequence in which Missa and Chayanne use the skills they gained in their unfortunate struggles across the galaxy to Clean House, clearing their home the ship room by room until they’ve got a pile of bloodied and unconscious or dead humans and a very very shocked new family. There might be a bit more plot after this as the family settles, perhaps a sequel made of short stories, but this is generally the end.

The epilogue is five years later, when Fit Emsi, head of the new Intergalactic Human Intergalactic Relations Organization and Expansion Section (HIROES) has his monthly checkup call with Missa and Chay, who’re having a blast with Techno and Phil and Tommy traveling the universe. Fit calls them in to consult in cultural stuff during the negotiations with, yknow, the Actual Galactic Government, the one that views the Syndicate as a crime organization, but it’s pretty well known at this point that Mumza is In Charge Of Things on the Downlow, and Fit’s still Chay’s godfather for heavens sake: there’s simply nothing the government can Do about it. Tubbo has adopted Sunny and Chay took one look at Talulah and decided “Thats My Little Sister.” Phil apparently has had a crisis recently related to some kind of ancient evil ex long thought dead, but is on the road to recovery. Everyone lives happily ever after, the end. 

[kitkats-and-kittens]

Spoilers for Pjo.

You know I feel like people should acknowledge how fucked up camp halfblood is more often.

Like everyone always makes fun of New Rome for being uptight and sticklers for the rules, but low-key living at camp halfblood sucks.

The barrier wasn’t even up for a decade before it was broken and before that literal children were sent out to fight monsters despite being promised safety (Ik Talias protection made it slightly better, but still) and during sea of monsters they are once again required to fight as literal kids!

Unlike New Rome there’s no university for the Demigods to go to. Year rounders get tutored by Chiron (presumably) and then what? They have no actual credentials or any records of them graduating from school. Since no one knows about Camp they technically don’t have an address either which sucks if your parents are dead or don’t want you.

We see hardly any adult demigods around camp and I don’t know if they choose to leave or not, but either way they are set up for failure. Chiron tells Percy about the success stories, the people who go on to be Olympic athletes or celebrities due to their half godly nature, but it’s more than likely those are far outweighed by the failures.

Those who died hungry on the streets with no way to get a job and no home to return to. Those who were torn down by monsters without the protection of the camp. Even those who made it constant live with the terror that one day they’ll be found and killed. And what if those people have family’s? Will the monsters hunt them too? And what happens when they get too old to fight?

That’s not even mentioning the trauma they’ll be stuck with their entire lives.

No wonder so many end up joining the Emperors in ToA.

And you know what. Chiron need to take some damn accountability for being a shit mentor. He fucked off for most of the books but even when he talks to Percy about how much he cares he does quite literally nothing about Luke. How did a child manage to manipulate an immortal centaur for years without anyone catching on?

And he doesn’t improve after the war either. Will is made Head of Apollo Cabin at 13. He has two younger siblings and is essentially expected to act as their parent despite still being a child himself. Not to mention he’s the camps head doctor. He’s performed surgery! Which is exhausting and long and something no child should be dealing with. Especially since we know Chiron must have some healing abilities since he literally raised Asclepius.

Will is not paid either. None of them are. He doesn’t get a salary, so free child labour (cough cough exploitation) and after he leaves camp he’ll have no way to prove his medical training to anyone and no way to pay for medical school or even to get in without the appropriate documents.

I don’t like to rant about books but Rick Riordan did not go dark enough with this series and I will say this about his books until the day I die. The light comedic writing style means fucked up shit like this simply slips through the cracks.

There’s still so much I haven’t touched on.

What about the Hephaestus cabin and their curse. How did Chiron just stand by and watch as these kids continually blew themselves up?

Fighting in two wars?

The Romans are a little more fucked up there because we know there are adults who can fight and are simply choosing to send children in their place.

Octavian being quite literally brainwashed into dying for his land.

Jason’s entire backstory.

The fact that most demigod children probably die before ever reaching camp is very much not touched on and it should be.

The fact that camp halfblood is hidden with the mist means that no one knows where the year rounders are. Which is weird when you think a lot of the reason people become year rounders is too many monster attacks or horrible home lives which further implies out in the real world there are genuine missing posters for these kids. Some might even be considered legally dead so what happens when they rock up in their early 20’s attempting to rejoin society?

In conclusion Camp Halfblood is fucked and Chiron is not some innocent fun loving centaur dude. His lack of action had a very big and very real impact on these kids.

[galaxostars]

If you had to choose your top five favourite marauders era characters and ships, what would they be?

This question was actually so hardddd haha and I feel like you could ask me again in a month and my answer would be different bc I’m such a multishipper that… yeah xD but for now here it issss :

Fave characters :

1. James Potter : mhm I love myself an arrogant goofball who’s actually smarter than people give him credit for, who’s got so much love he’s impulsive with it and hurts the ones he loves, who doesn’t know what to do with the loneliness that grips him sometimes, who defines himself by his ability to help people, who rarely allows himself to express himself negatively (ex : sadness/anger/frustration) because if there’s one thing that he fears the most, it’s hurting people. Plus, he hasn’t got any trauma or anything so why should he complain, yk?

Basically I love a good flawed James, and the sort of character where you wouldn’t expect him to have issues yk

2. Sirius Black : I mean… cmon do I even need to explain? ‘Cause if I start idk when I’ll stop, like literally. Ive had a crush on this character since I was eleven and never grew out of it, its almost embarrassing if it wasn’t completely justified (and the only reason he’s not number one is just because I write him less than James so I feel like I know him less intimately but like if you’d have asked me before I started writing I’d have put him number one for sure)

3. Regulus Black : !!!!! sorry but indoctrinated younger ‘abandoned’ (in between quotes bc he was not Sirius’ responsibility and Sirius was right to save himself but it’s also very normal for regulus to feel that way etc etc… we know the drill) sibling who’s faced with sudden delusion about this superior figure he’s followed/served, everything he’s lost in the process, and who redeems himself by going on this suicide mission that ends up being useless? (And unknown by Sirius AHHHH.) The guy is literally so smart and technically such a loser bc he doesn’t serve much for the plot and that’s what compelled me so much the first time I read hp 😭 he’s so tragic I love it

4. Narcissa Black : younger sibling; once again similar pattern to regulus but she survived, she’s so smart I’m, like, shaky in the knees, (esp i love female characters who do what they have to do to survive), she’s powerful too, and jkr is shit at writing female characters and I will never not be pissed abt it but I do think cissa was very compelling (+ Helen McCrory’s acting game was sooo perfect), very protective of her family and will stop at nothing to protect them, and that’s a value I respect so much. I will say, in general, any member of the black family is very compelling to me. Bellatrix would come right after narcissa in terms of fave from that family.

5. Barty Crouch Jr : listen if you know me, you know I’m… idk how to define myself actually, but I like unhinged stuff so. This is like. Peak unhingedness. Paired with intelligence bc we know canonically that man was smart af, and daddy issues? Dark hair, too? You just described my type. He’s even more compelling in tragic storylines (like past bartylus and barty joining Voldemort for regulus and then faced w the delusion and the grief? Gut wrenching) so yup.

Favorite pairings :

1. Moonshine (remus/james) : I know this sounds weird but a certain fanfic re wrote my brain chemistry and ever since then I’ve been obsessed. I just think they’re so tragically beautiful together. They’re both very selfless beings that just give and give and never prioritize themselves and together it’s a mess. They keep hurting each other because they’re so selfless, they’re not very good at reading each other and they let their insecurities get the best, they’re both frightened of how much they love, of the other not wanting them, of needing to « tame » their emotions. I love them.

2. Prongsfoot : FUCKING FOAMING AT THE MOUTH ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? Together they’re. They. Just. I hate them bc of how much I love them if that makes sense. They’re everything. A law of the universe and whatnot. I love everyyyy fucking version of them. They make me cry they make me scream they make me smile they make me laugh, they’re literally my comfort ship.

3. Jegulus : they’re kind of the pairing that made me join the fandom, and though I don’t read them as much as I used to, they’ll always make me so soft. Enemies to lovers? Yeah, well I’m not immune yk. Best friend’s brother? Even better. Tragic and doomed? Yeah sign me the fuck up. I will say I like them just as much when it’s jegulily, but that’s also because I think poly relationships are so complex and compelling.

4. Moonwater : and not platonic haha, i have to say that basically i ship anyone who’s very smart imo with regulus, and Remus passes the test. Plus he’s also introverted, a book nerd, done with James and Sirius so i feel like they could bond very easily. I prefer them in a non canon sitting tho for some reason, but yeah I’m. So fond of them. They get into heated debates. Even their ship name is so dear to me because, that’s like both their biggest fears and pairing them in one name feels like they can overcome them if they’re together ? 😭 it’s so sweet (plus, it allows me to ship prongsfoot on the side lmfao)

5. Regulily : same reasoning as up there but like they’re probs the only het pairings that I really really love. i never expected them to be so important (but *cough cough* disintegration happened…) but honestly they make a lot of sense? I feel like Regulus would be more confident with Lily, and Lily would feel more calm with Regulus? They’re that scary hot powerful quiet couple yk. Anddd they can bond over siblings angst lmao.

[morganbritton132]

hey! firstly wanted to thank you for this whole eddie munson tik tok saga, it’s seriously brilliant and hilarious and always something i look forward to. i know you’ve said that you weren’t really going to go into detail on the specifics of the world (ie other characters careers and lives etc.) but do you have any vague ideas on where exactly the others ended up? like i saw that you jonathan’s a photographer in a different state, and i know dustin lives close by, and i think you said something about max and lucas still together, but have you got any other information or little headcanons you can share? (like who ended up with who?) feel free to ignore this btw ik it doesn’t exactly fit into the stuff you normally post so no worries if you don’t want to acknowledge it 😂 again, i love this series so much thank you for putting so much time and effort into it!

I actually have talked a bit about what jobs that I think everybody would have in this post!

I left Mike and El out because I haven’t really come across a job that feels right for those two. Someone did suggest once that they thought that a good career for El would be working with child protective services, and I think that’s fitting. I think it makes complete sense that she’d want to help children out of bad situations. My only problem with it is that working for CPS is a very noble profession, but it’s gotta be depressing as hell.

And also, I don’t think that El should have to work.

She saved the world multiple times. I don’t think she should have to participate in the capitalist hellscape that is having a job.

As for where everybody lives and who they’re with:

I don’t know if I’ve ever stated it outright, but Steve and Eddie live in the suburbs outside of Chicago. Everybody lives in or around the Chicago area, except for Jonathan and Argyle who live in California and Erica who lives in Washington DC. People have moved in and out of the state, but currently almost everybody is within driving distance.

Hopper and Joyce still live in Hawkins. Wayne lives in Florida now and stresses the fuck out of Eddie when he refuses to evacuate for hurricanes. Also, Karen divorced Ted and she remarried a wonderful man that loves her and pays attention to her, and supported her when she wanted to go to college.

I take some hard stances on who is together in this, but every other relationship will probably stay vague enough that if disagree, it can ignore it. Definite relationships in the Eddie Munson TikTok Saga: (1) Nancy and Robin are technically married but still refer to each other as their girlfriend or partner, (2) Max and Lucas are married, (3) Jonathan and Argyle are together but not married, (4) Dustin is in an on/off relationship with Suzie that is currently off, and (5) Jeff has a wife and she’s wonderful even though she has never been mentioned.

That leaves Mike, Will, and El up for interpretation (Again).

I pair Mike and Will up as a couple, but I’m honestly not very invested in the relationships of the younger kids (except Max and Lucas) and doubt that I’ll ever explicitly talk about them as a couple in this AU. SO, if you think that Mike and El should be together, I think you can probably interpret any Mike/Will things as them being friends.

Also Erica and Tina are a couple.

[rbtlvr]

@intotheelliwoods made me feel things so i am returning the favor (goes with this comic, make sure you read that first)

read on ao3

warnings: super brief unreality, mention of family death

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Sprout can’t sleep.

Again.

To be fair, that’s not exactly anything new – especially with the whole… apocalypse thing he hates thinking about. Having to be on guard all the time, ready for anything, just in case, kind of made it difficult to get a good night’s rest.

And even though he’s safe now (is he? Is he really? It doesn’t feel real. Maybe he is asleep and this is – a dream, a nightmare, he doesn’t know), old habits die hard. So. Can’t sleep.

He’s not sure why he does it, really. Maybe to see if there’s been any changes, considering he’s now technically in an entirely new timeline (or bifurcated time branch, as Donnie would say. Would’ve said). Maybe to see if he can even still access it. Maybe to find somewhere he can be alone, not have to see the faces of everyone he’s lost, not have to see his own face after what was, at that point, the worst day of his life. Whatever the reason, he sits up in bed, abandoning his failed attempts to at least get some rest. He crosses his legs. Closes his eyes.

Breathes in.

Then out.

He feels the shift, opens his eyes. Looks around, and –

The first thing he notices is that the white wall that represented the big guy’s place in the mindscape is gone.

The second thing he notices is that it’s been replaced with red.

His heart, only just having calmed down from the day he’s had, jolts into a panicked rhythm again in an instant. A thousand thoughts rush through his mind at once, too quickly for him to pin them down – why is that here why is the white gone does this mean little me is here too it has to it has to be him he’s going through what i did i can’t do this i can’t watch that i can’t go through it again i have to he must be so scared i have to help him –

Before he can process what he’s doing, his fist – the real one – is crashing into the wall, a crack forming beneath the impact. It hurts, but it’s – it’s progress, he realizes. If it’ll get him through to the mini-him, keep the kid safe from the nightmares that plagued Sprout before he made it here – he’ll keep on hitting this wall til his knuckles are bruised and bleeding if that’s what it takes.

And then, in the span of about two seconds, the crack shrinks and disappears. No fanfare, nothing left behind, not even a scratch on the wall. It’s as if Sprout never made a mark to begin with.

And.

That’s –

Something rises in his throat, something that’s been there waiting to claw its way out ever since his little brother – his last family member – ever since Mikey shattered into pieces. It’s raw and agonizing and full of a thousand different emotions he’s been forcing himself to compartmentalize and push down all day. He’s had to, so he can help the younger versions of his family (it hurts so much seeing them again, they’re right here but he’ll never get them back and all he can see when he looks at them is a reminder of what he’s lost), the younger version of him (that’s him that’s him he’s so small so scared sprout has to protect him has to save him but what if he gets it wrong? what if he can’t be the person he himself needed all those years ago? what if he can’t be –), so he can be there for them like the big guy was for him (he’s gone he’s really gone and yes he’s been gone but now the white is gone too, he can’t come back anyway sprout knows that he knows but even if he could there’s nowhere for him to come back to anymore). 

He can’t hold it back any longer. The feeling of utter helplessness is just the match that lit the fuse, and now the bomb is going off whether he likes it or not.

Sprout screams.

The sound tears itself from his mouth and he packs into it all the hurtragefearguiltlossgrief that it can hold, rearing back and slamming his fist into the wall again. Like something different will happen this time. Like something different will ever happen. He has to save the kid – he has to – but he can’t, he can’t save anyone – nothing he does is (has been, will be) enough and he screams again at the unfairness of it all.

Once more, the crack vanishes without a trace, and Sprout – 

Sprout has never felt more helpless, more alone than he does right now.

He can’t do anything. The mini-him is right there on the other side of this wall, terrified, traumatized, and Sprout wants nothing more than to hug him tight and promise it’ll be okay because he knows it will – never mind that it wasn’t okay for Sprout. That’s why he’s here – to make sure things go differently this time.

(… Can he even do that much?)

The fight drains out of him, and he’s left with an ocean of heartache and helplessness. There’s no life preserver here, no one who needs to lean on him, no one he needs to keep it together for, nothing to justify pushing everything down anymore. On the other hand – there’s no one to keep up appearances for, no one who will judge him for breaking down or ask questions he can’t bring himself to answer.

The decision is made for him in the end, the tears overflowing and pouring down his face despite his attempts to hold them back, and Sprout finally stops trying because what is the point?

And there, utterly alone, small and scared just like that child he desperately wants to protect, Sprout allows himself to grieve.

[yourneighborhoodneighbor]

super cool ghost ice mega slide

(masterpost to my fics while ao3 is down) AO3

fic under the cut

Having another superpowered person as part of Batclan was great, even if he wasn't technically a meta (I'm dead, Duke, that's more of a medical condition-). Having a portable snow maker year round was even better.

Duke had taken to Danny pretty quickly after the younger teen had been picked up off the street, hurt and borderline delirious, surprisingly not by Bruce, but by Jason. Once he had been cognizant enough to realize in which city he was, and in whose cave, he had had a pretty major freak out, believing himself in danger through a mix of the idea that Batman hated metas and whatever had hurt him so badly in the first place.

After Duke had managed to get out of his stupor at seeing whatever it was the kid had become (and seriously, he had seen some pretty unusual things because of his meta abilities, but a 4k HD 1080p 4D experience of a real life eldritch being was not one of them) he had promptly kicked everyone out of the room in the med area (except for Alfred, whom he very politely asked vacate the room) to try and calm the kid down.

After revealing his own meta status, assuring the glowing kid that Batman didn't actually hate metas, he just wanted to protect his city from mind-controlled superpowered people, and that he was safe from whoever had hurt him, the kid had finally calmed down enough to return to a more human-like appearance. 

From then it was really no surprise to anyone that the new kid (who could transform into an actual human, and really? Black hair and blue eyes again?) got promptly adopted and revealed information that got an entire branch of the government taken down by the blazing wings of fury of the entire Batclan (even Damian had quickly become attached to the newest kid once his katana was gushed about with the accuracy and fervor of someone who knows how to wield the weapon). 

What had been unexpected was the kid having a connection to the Lazarus Pits (which were apparently something called ectoplasm) and being able to help Jason get rid of what turned out to be a huge amount of toxic gunk from himself, leaving him with only the good gunk (Duke tried not to think too much about it), which made the too dead-but-not-really boys bond quickly.

On top of all that the kid was also an engineering and astronomy nerd (as well as had a knack for math and physics), which appealed him to Tim greatly, and he made puns like would die (again) if he didn't, which appealed him to Dick, and, he preferred communicating with means other than spoken words (usually inhuman sounds and growls), which he bonded over with Cass, and he was actually good a baking, which appealed him to Alfred, and he was also already a vigilante, which appealed him to everyone else-

The point being, everyone loved Danny, including Duke himself, so it was a bit hard to get some to spend with him by himself, which was why Duke was going to make the most of this day.

He wasn't actually alone with the young half-ghost, Cass was also left at home while all the others went about some business or another out of the manor, but Duke knew hanging out with both Danny and Cass was often double the fun since underneath the chill facades both of them were actually feral little shits, so that wasn't an issue.

That brought him back to his first point: having a brother who could make no-melt snow on command was the best!

So now here they were, the three of them standing side by side on top of the tallest point of the manor, facing a slope so steep it was almost 90º degrees at first and then bent and curved all over the yard in ways Duke just knew wouldn't pass a safety inspection, those tiny cheap plastic sleds in hand (“for the full experience,” Danny said, even though they certainly had the money to buy other sleds). Duke was regretting some of his choices, looking down, but now he was committed, no way was he quitting, Danny and Cass would tag team on teasing him for the rest of time.

“Ready?” Danny asked, a too wide smile on his face and eyes open with the kind of crazed excitement only someone who was already dead could have.

Cass answered by putting her sled on the ground and sitting on it, position ready and her face mirroring Danny's. 

Duke stood corrected, only people who were already dead, and Cass.

He really was going to regret this, wasn't he. Well, too late to back out now. This is what he got for hanging out with the two most unhinged people in the family, he supposed (and that was saying something, considering the kind of family Duke had).

“Sure, yeah, what's a little sled race down a death slope of doom?” the meta answered with more confidence than he felt. He was the Signal! He could do this! Besides, Cass and Danny wouldn't actually let him break his neck and die, right? Right.

Cass patted his shoulder sympathetically (as if-) as he sat down. Here went nothing.

“Remember, whoever makes it down in the least amount of time wins an ice cream! And no powers! You're up first, Duke!” Danny exclaimed as he pushed Duke forward.

Duke had barely any time to process the fact that he was already in a semi-free fall before he was already approaching the tunnels that made up the bottom half of the “super cool ghost ice mega slide” (patent pending). He remembered he did, in fact, need to breath, filling his lungs to the top and letting the air out in a scream.

The meta boy could do nothing but keep screaming as he reached speeds he was pretty sure went against the laws of physics, making loop-de-loops and turns so steep he thought he was going to slam against the side instead of turning a few times.

After what felt like an eternity but also too little time to have actually completed the Slide of Doom (more accurate name, in Dukes opinion), he finally made it to the end, promptly getting bowled over by a gleeful Cass and cackling Danny, who he hadn't even noticed were right behind him.

“Mmfffhblggggheroff-” Duke grunted, turning over and subsequently throwing off the other two into the surrounding snow. Danny accepted his fate, while Cass sat up and grinned at him.

“And?! Wasn't that fun?!” Cass signed excitedly. Duke was about to say it was terrifying, but cut himself short when he noticed he was smiling.

Huh. That actually had been fun. It had been really, really fun.

“We should do that again,” he breathed out. “We should do that again, but all together! More weight means more speed! We can see how far off the finish we end up!”

He was excited now, he was PUMPED! He grabbed Danny around the waist, carrying him like a sack of potatoes and and running up the ice steps (sibling with ice powers for the win-) back to the roof, Cass behind him with the sleds.

He ignored the ghost boy's protests about being able to walk (“and fly!”), eager to enact his new plan.

Once up there, he dumped his brother and accepted a sled from his sister, sitting down on it.

“Cass, sit on my lap! Danny goes on top because he's a lightweight!” he told the others, receiving a token protest from Danny, who got further teased about his half weight by Cass.

Once they were all settled, Duke got really to start them off by pushing with his legs when Danny yelled out.

“Wait!”

Cass and Duke looked up at him with questioning glances. In response, the boy got up, touched the slide and… Oh-hoho, this was gonna be good.

“There, it's extra smooth and slippery now. We're in for some Cool Running!” Danny said, settling back on top of the pile, grin matching his two siblings'.

“Alright, let's break some legs” Duke muttered, pushing forward with his feet.

And damn-

If Duke thought he was going fast before, they were racing the Flashes now!

All three siblings let out manic laughter, whopping and screaming as they held on to each other for dear life, the forces of the turns threatening to pull them apart.

As they neared the finish, Duke saw a shadow, barely having time to process before he was blinded by the flash of a camera.

They kept going a bit after the finish, the speed they came with not letting them stop, eventually colliding with a pile of snow and finally flying in different directions.

Duke couldn't stop laughing where he had landed, full of adrenaline and absolute mirth. A little ways away, he could hear both his siblings in the same predicament.

After a managing to get himself under control and trying to get his breathing back to normal, he sat up, freezing when he saw the amused audience they suddenly had.

“Umm, guys?” he called out to the other two.

“What?” Danny asked, sitting up as well and freezing as he saw what Duke had seen.

Cass was the last to rise, looking at their audience with as innocent a face as she could manage while clearly a culprit to their exploits.

Bruce simply raised an amused eyebrow, Alfred at his side looking perfectly regal while innocently holding a camera in his hands.

“I see you were having fun on your day off,” he stated, lips threatening to curl into a grin.

The three sibling looked at each other, before Cass reached over and simply offered one of the tiny plastic sleds to the man.

All of them were locked in a staring contest for the next few seconds, before Bruce's face finally broke into a grin and he grabbed the sled.

“Thought you wouldn't ask!” he said, turning and running up the steps, yelling back at them for being slow pokes.

The siblings all grinned at each other before running after the man.

Yeah, having access to unlimited snow was great, but getting to spend time with his family in it? Even better. bonus unrelated snow LBM drawing

[blackstar5078]

EggCartonSMP Day 40!

(This happened during July 23th).

Summary under the cut…

Wither woke up, Bluebell was not around, but she sure found new things there.

Turns out, both Bluebell and Rox were at a new building they were making.

They decided to work on the cafe, until Karl showed up… Or was it really Karl?

Lucius: What do you mean?

Wither: I heard about some stuff happening to ‘’you.’’

There was some shooting with arrows and potatoes for a bit, before Wither got to read that purple sign again and stopped.

Soup showed up during the conversation, but decided to stay aside with Bluebell, talking to her, while Wither had this situation handled.

Wither: Again, is there anything you want?

Lucius: Not really :)

Wither: Then what do you want with Karl?

Lucius: Hmm… Pain :)

Wither: Why????

Lucius: I need to give to my boss how people react to pain :)

Wither: Let me guess, I cannot know about this boss.

Lucius: Hmm, her name is Mrs. Flora :)

Wither: Is Flora a lab coat individual?

Lucius: Mhm.

Wither: Why are all you targetting us? Experiment elsewhere.

Lucius: I’ve done it to Azura many times. She’s getting boring.

Wither: So you’re leaving the ghost alone?

Lucius: Hmm no :)

Wither: So you’re implying you’re looking for someone else for this ‘’pain test.’’

Lucius: Technically.

Wither: Well, we can’t help you with that.

Lucius: I know :)

Wither: Will you ever leave Karl alone?

Lucius: Mm, maybe for a few hours, but I will never leave :)

Wither: You’re so sure of it?

Lucius: Mm, obviusly because you can’t control a ‘’person’’ forever.

Wither: But then there is no way for you to actually leave leave?

Lucius: Well, I mean, I was born because of him.

Wither: Mm, I see.

Lucius: Because he’s a stupid experiment.

Wither: You guys underestimating experiments it’s getting tiring.

Lucius: I mean, he’s nothing but a stupid kid.

Wither: He can be capable of more, but it would be better if he could do that without these ‘’tests.’’

Lucius: The only thing he can do it’s f*cking fail. He’s only failing at everything, it’s ridiculous.

Wither: Ha. Not even the first time I have heard that one. He’s more than your test subject, I do believe that.

Lucius: Sure sure. He’s only 19, he’s supposed to be okay. I mean, he’s an hybrid, we need to figure out what he really is.

Wither: You don’t need to figure out anything.

Lucius: I have to, it’s my job. He has very powerful powers. We need to get them every once in a while or they are too strong.

Wither: You’re implying that it can be dangerous if that were to happen?

Lucius: Yes, he’s dangerous.

Wither: I would LOVE to talk with Karl about this, you know.

Lucius: Mmm, only for a little bit :)

Karl: I can’t do anything, Angel will kill me, injure me, because she works with her? She has killed me so many times now, it hurts.

Wither: … Do you know for who those two work for?

Karl: Mrs. Flora, Mr. Snape.

Wither: Yeah, but… are they part of the government?

Karl: I don’t know, but they’re working in a lab.

Wither: I believe that there is always another way. I won’t let this kind of thing to happen to anyone else.

Karl: I don’t want to put anyone in danger because of me.

Wither: Today I found out we’re very similar, and I swear I will find a way to solve this and get rid of them.

Karl: Just don’t put anyone in danger or yourself, please.

Wither: Don’t worry, I got this.

Wither noticed how Karl’s eyes changed to one of them being purple again, knowing that Lucius was back in control.

Soup wanted to talk after that, but there was not enough time, so Wither decided to leave that for the next day.

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Imagine finding someone that is like a younger version of yourself, so the projection AND protection starts very hard, could not be me... It sure is Wither, though.

Creeeedits:

Bluebell: @bluefoxproductions

Karl/Lucius: @itskarlhere

Soup: @starsoupq

o/

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Ok imagine this for parent morph au!

When morph was under Mr ministers control he used them to incubate (surrogate in non sinister language) an omega level mutant embryo he had stolen.

So while this technically doesn't make them and the child biologically related it still makes them mother and child in a really fucked up way.

Idk I just thought of it and was like "yeah sinister would totally do that shit"

Oh my glob... That is f*cked up. Dark. And definitely something Sinsiter would do. As I'm exploring if Morph was in X-Men Evolution, if they had a version of Sinister as well, let's safely say that everyone hates his guts. (Imagine this for X-Men Evolution reboot/au, and maybe even the Animated Series) (Note: Morph and Logan not-so-secretly off Sinister, probably some point after mutant Reader is thought to be dead or taken from them, or once Reader is back with them and they decide to get rid of Sinister before he can scr*w everything up again).

Morph would still love their baby, even if it came from... that. They feel attached to Reader, seeing them as the one good thing to stay with them, even when they're alone and despairing and sobbing their heart out. The moment they're born, Morph gets even more protective of them, attempting to kill Sinister a few times, then anyone else who gets near their baby. Their baby is their's, not anyone else's. If anyone hurts them, or looks at them funny, or tries to take them away... they'll wish they were dead.

When Morph ends up back with the X-Men, they either have their baby with them, or their baby was lost or taken from them. If their baby is with them, the adults are worried, scared, and threatening to destroy Sinister, while offering comfort or raising Reader away from them if needed... Morph decides they're keeping bitty bean Reader, and so the X-Men get to deal with their newest (and tiniest) member, Reader. Who is... quite the silent baby. They hardly cry, but they're usually happily next to their Mama/Dada, chewing on their stuffed animal or napping. It's nice, everyone getting to be domestic for a bit...

Or Reader ends up on their own, having been lost to or taken away from Morph. So they grow up never knowing anything about them, and go through their younger years unaware... Then their mutation or mutations kick in, amd they're in dire need of help. So the X-Men show up. Reader ends up with them, and goes on to learn a bit from the adults and teens, slowly gaining some control over their abilities. Except... let's say something happens, a plot from a villain, or a DNA test because Reader lost blood, or maybe a scar someone found on them... but they discover Reader is Morph's child, the one who they lost... And now Morph is trying to figure out how to tell Reader that, and explain their many, erm... partners, to them...

Morph is a fun, caring, and paranoid parent... Even if their baby is scared, they're ready to comfort them or wrap them up in blankets or let them nap in their room. They just want to love on them so much! If only their kid let's them, they promise they won't regret it...

[shytastemakerthing]

Zohakuten and baby sister reader. Like reader like a toddler and this is modern au. Headcanons of Zohakuten being a big brother

Hello and thank you so much for your request! Honestly, I love the idea of baby sister with these boys because you just know she will just be spoiled like no tomorrow! Requests are open!

Enjoy!

Tw: None

Prompt: Modern AU Zohakuten with toddler sister

Right off the bat, you are instantly his favorite sibling. He tolerates his older brothers for the most part and holds a sense of respect for Sekido as he takes it upon himself to lead the remaining siblings who were within the home, but you? Oh the moment that he saw you, he just knew that he would never let anything happen to you.

Zohakuten remembers the day you were born as if it was yesterday. At the time, it had been kept as a secret whether you were a boy or a girl. He would say that he didn't really care, but the moment that it hit him that he has a baby sister? He knew just how the others felt when it came to keeping him safe as the youngest of the family. Now that you are the youngest, he feels the same protectiveness.

He has taken to calling you 'Cherry', as around the time you were born, was the same time when the beautiful Cherry Blossoms were beginning to bloom all around.

Everyday as you grew older, he was there. Zoha was there the moment you started crawling, the moment you took your first steps, and when you said your first word, 'oha'. Yeah, everyone in the family knew you were trying to say Zohakuten's name. It would seem you were just as stuck on him as he was on you. (Yes, he cried when he heard this, don't let the 'dust in his eyes' fool you for a second)

Once you reached your toddler years, you were very easily 'Little Miss Independent'. You were capable of things that others your age were just learning how to do. While Zohakuten didn't mind this independent stage, it also reminded him that you were growing up and he had to let that sink in for a good long moment.

Out of all of your brothers, he would be your favorite. Aside from him being one of the younger siblings, just like you, as the baby, he was the one you saw around the most. The quads were usually busy with college work so they weren't around a whole ton, but you had Zohakuten.

He remembers the first day he dropped you off at preschool, how your little hands clung to his arm, a bit nervous to leave him behind, but with that smile that was only reserved for you, you knew you would be okay.

And when he picked you up? Everyone wanted him as their big brother now. (I am thinking he is about high school age at this point, about 16 or so), but he comes along with that red wagon you love with little wood dragons that he painted on the side, and you were instantly running towards him, going on and on about your day (I swear, little kids will tell you everything). He would pick you up and place you inside the wagon with your backpack and his own, before beginning the journey home.

But his absolute favorite moment is when you're getting ready for bed. You had taken a liking to some of his old childhood clothing, so you're dressed in an old pair of pajamas when he was about your age as you brush your teeth, him making sure that they are all clean and shiny, before he walks you to bed. Technically, you stand on his feet and he does this dinosaur stomp down the hallway that never fails to make you laugh. Before, he would never see himself doing such a thing, but now? He would do anything to see the smile on his baby sister's face.

Once you've made it to your room, he will tuck you in your bed, bundled up in the blankets as he reads you your favorite bedtime story, one about very strong swordsmen fighting against evil. A little above your reading level, but you just love how he enacts the story.

By the time he has finished, he sees your little sleeping face, warm and cozy, and in that moment, he just smiles again, making sure you're covered, that your nightlight is on, before a small kiss is placed to your forehead, and he leaves the room.

The quads know his behavior towards you, and while Karaku and Urogi certainly tease him about it, they're just happy to see him interacting with you and just how much you look up to him.

Overall, he would be such a good big brother to you and he would make sure that nothing bad would ever happen to you.