#reference to movie 👀

[deadsponge]

Ok so, I needed a new oc so this is Floyd. He’s a pot dealer and he’s high 24/7 and I love him

[ladyantiheroine]

Elphaba: You’re shirtless? Fiyero: nods Elphaba: And covered in… oil? Fiyero: Well you know how you always say I never glisten? Elphaba: Listen. You never listen. Fiyero: Oh.

[spoiledmilks]

Vavooom

[omglaurashutup]

they crossed so many paths at school

[designedbycece]

“I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings."

redbubble | inprnt | ko-fi

[afterlife-2004]

[kurakuradon]

guy’s been standing in front of the atm for hours someone tell him to fucking move

[midnight1nk]

EPISODE CONCEPT #9

What if... Mario was in Sonic Movie 3?

[more below cut] LINKS: Wattpad and AO3 For context, since Sonic 3 is coming out, here's some silly goofs! though, FAIR WARNING: (1) very low effort than usual, (2) all based on pieces from the trailers and past SMG4 episodes, (more in tags). May have done this while in a fever dream. This is mostly just for fun, so onward!

Just a boring day. Well, for some exemptions.

Cozy was in their own home, Mario was currently laughing at passing memes on the TV while Luigi washed the dishes from their recent dinner. Spaghetti, naturally. And it was indeed a regular old day in the SMG4 universe, until Sonic spin-balled through the window.

Mario turned over from the couch to see the blue hedgehog in the room. He waved. "Hey, dude! Wassup?" 

Sonic says, frantically, "Mario, I need your help!"

-x-FLASHBACK NOISES-x-

Team Sonic was strolling around on their Japan trip, with Sonic wearing a birthday hat on. The three have visited many sights and experiences and the most memorable ones include: Sonic standing over the Tokyo Tower, eating from an awesome hole-in-the-wall ramen shop, Knuckles spotting and fangirling over Hatsune Miku, who just happened to be in a friendly outing with Boopkins ("HATSUNE MIKU?! IS THAT YOU? "), shopping through Shibuya...

To end Sonic's birthday on a special note, they went to eat dinner at the Chaos Garden restaurant. But just as the kitchen staff was bring Sonic a surprise cake for him, chaos ensued outside. Of course, heroes being heroes, it's up to Team Sonic to deal with it. What they didn't expect was to a familiar figure looming over them, holding out a green Chaos Emerald.

"Here it is, the Constitution."

-x-PRESENT DAY NOISES-x-

"Here, look!" Sonic took the TV remote and switched the channel to "BREAKING NEWS". On the screen, Shadow stands over robot scraps in the middle of the ruined Shibuya streets.

"Shadow the Hedgehog?"

"My ex-fiancé." 

Mario looks at Sonic, shocked.

Sonic clarifies, "Yeah, before Swag, we were supposed to get married but... he didn't show up." He looks away, sad. "My birthday today just happened to fall on the same day of our wedding years ago. Uh... anyway, Knuckles and Tails are still the hospital right now and I could use some hand."

Hearing this, Mario feels sympathetic for what Sonic went through and, he jumps with now filled determination. Ready for action. "Don't worry, Sonic. I got you! Let's go kick some a**!" 

Sonic smiles in gratitude, trying mirroring his determination. "Alright!" He gives a thumbs-up before saying wearily, "By the way, Swag's going to give us a lift."

Right on cue, Swag bursts into the wall with a tank. "Here comes Independence Day!"

Chris also pops out. "...Shadow isn't an alien."

"Yes he is. Chris, let me have this!"  Swag uncomfortably waves at Sonic like kid in trouble. "Hi, honey."

Sonic shakes his head. Mario looks at the pair confused but decided to not question anything yet. The hedgehog and the plumber jump in.

Sonic says, "Here we.........GO!"

Chris presses the start button and the tank goes in reverse. In an agonizing slow pace.

"Mamaf**ker!"

-x-TIME CUT-x-

The group finally catches up to Shadow, who's riding a motorcycle and a gun in hand. Sonic spin-balls out of the tank and chases after him through the busy traffic, while also being noticed by the people walking by.

"Hey, Shadow!" Sonic greets. "Long time no see!"

"That was an illegal left, by the way!" Random guy says, seeing the two hedgehogs speeding by.

They continue on as a giant flying squid-like robot comes into view, forcing the camera to look at it face-to-face for a second.

SQUID

And even SMG4, SMG3, Meggy, and Tari saw them.

Meggy asks, "Wait, was that Shadow the Hedgehog?"

SMG3 does admire Shadow's sense of style but...

"It is! He looks so cool," Four says in awe and looks over to Three, wondering if his guardian partner had any thoughts. Only to see Three turned away and Four could tell that he was pouting. "SMG3, are you... jealous?"

"What? NO! Shadow may be Sonic's rival, but he is nothing compared to me."

"Sure, dude," Four hums, slipping into an amused expression. "Relax, you're still my number one rival."

Three paused before looking over to him, surprised and touched. "Wait, really?"

Cutting back to Shadow and Sonic, in the middle of a conversation...

"Don't you call my highlights gay!"

"They are pretty gay."

"This doesn't involve you, hedgehog," Shadow warns. "If y'know what's good for you, leave me be."

Sonic huffed, bitter, "I thought you already did that, faker."

Triggered by the nickname, Shadow shoots at Sonic, who of course is able to dodge every time. Shadow already knew that he would, it was just to buy him time. Coming in to help, Mario jumps towards Shadow. Unfortunately, Shadow sped up and Mario landed on Sonic's face, blinding the poor blue hedgehog. While Sonic tried to move Mario out of his face, he knocked out many things: people, memes, and a seller who just happened to be selling cabbages.

"My cabbages!"

Shadow, looking over his shoulder to see Chris and Swag catching up. He calls out to Swag, simply wanting to rile the man up, "I peed on you wife! She's mine. That's the law!"

He takes a different route while Sonic manages to hold onto Mario by the hand, losing Shadow in the process.

Sonic screeched to a halt, looking around. "Oh no, we lost him."

"Aw man, sorry about that," Mario apologized.

Then, a crackle over the radio.

"Sonic, Mario," Chris said. "Looks like we might have some idea what Shadow may be up to and there's a chance to stop him."

Swag joins in. "Augh, that hedgehog... Do you want us to pick you guys up?"

Considering the circumstances, Sonic sighs. "No, we'll just take the helicopter."

Just as the plot demands, a government helicopter comes by, and the two jump on as they head to Prison Island.

"Say, Sonic," Mario asks. "Not to intrude but what's going on between you and Swag?"

"Oh well, we... haven't been doing great recently. Ever since the start of our relationship, I've been trying to make it work. But..." Hidden shame and guilt showed as Sonic continued to confess, "I guess everything has been falling apart since the start after all."

Mario puts a hand on his back to comfort his friend.

"Thanks, Mario."

-x-TIME CUT-x-

At a secret hideout, Shadow walks into a control room where Eggman was waiting of him. Pulling out the stolen Constitution and that fourth damn Chaos Emerald, Shadow hands them over. "There. I got what you wanted."

"Oh hoho. At last, with the power of the Eclipse Canon, I shall rule the world." Eggman chuckles as he rubs his hands together. "And everyone will be able to watch my splatoon 2 let's play's by Eggman." He could already imagine the fame and glory he always wanted.

Shadow rolls his eyes and turns around to leave. "I can finally go to Mexico for my vacation."

"Where do you think you're going, c*cker?"

"I don't talk to people whose d*cks are less than 3 inches."

"Listen to me, motherf**cker!" Eggman scolds. "You really thought I forgot about you peeing on my wife?"

Shadow smirks. "And I'll do it again!" He quickly pulls out his phone, out of Eggman's sight, and posts something on Twitter. Then he runs away.

"What the actual sh*t? WHAT?" Eggman shouts, confused, before getting a notification on his phone. "WHO POSTED MY N*DES ON TWITTER DOT COM?!"

-x-TIME CUT-x-

Shadow is in hiding, having all of Prison Island's wildlife to run around. Following down a curved path (with a loop-de-loop in it), he jumps up into the air. Though he wasn't alone, just as he does, Sonic crosses him while holding Mario's hand.

Their forms make an "X" shape with the moon shining in the background. Ah, the good old days.

The two land on opposite sides, Sonic and Mario on the ground with Shadow on a thick fallen tree branch.

Shadow mutters under his breath, "That blue hedgehog again of all places..."

"I found you, faker!"

"Faker? I think you're the fake hedgehog around here. You're comparing yourself to me? Ha, you're not even good enough to be my fake."

The two lock eyes like a Western standoff, waiting for the other to make the first move. Sonic and Shadow, fueled by anger, lunged at each other... before getting into a kitty fight. Mario with widened eyes, merely sighs. By all the memes, they act so much like Three and Four.

Suddenly, a punch of fire from a red blur knocks Shadow away from Sonic. It's Knuckles.

"WOAH!" Mario shouted. "THE FLAMES OF DISASTER!"

"We're here to help you, Sonic!" Tails also comes into the scene, flying with his two tails, alongside Chris and Swag on a chopper.

Swag announced, "You activated my trap card!"

The group circles around Shadow, not giving him a chance to escape. As the hedgehog gets up, Mario confronts him. "Dude, you're such a jerk for what you did to Sonic. You guys could've been happy!"

Shadow huffed, "Happy? I could've been if it weren't for what Sonic did to me." His mind drifts off to reminisce. "I promised Maria that I would be happy one day..."

-x-FLASHBACK BUBBLE-x-

From the capsule launched from the Ark, Shadow from the past peered through the glass.

Maria's voice echoed in his mind, "Shadow, remember: furries are second-class citizens..."

"Maria..."

Insert green screen explosion.

-x-BUBBLE FADES AWAY-x-

"I didn't even do anything to you," Sonic said. He takes a step forward and points at him. "This doesn't change you leaving me at the altar..."

Shadow blinked. "Me? You're the one who left me hanging!"

Everyone else seemed to follow suit. "...Wha?"

"Don't you remember? I've been trying to call you all morning that day!"

-x-FLASHBACK NOISES-x-

Shadow has been panicking all morning, the chaos of this last-minute wedding. The two hedgehogs aren't exactly good planners, they were just so excited to get married. In both of his hands, Shadow held up a white bowtie and a wedding dress, unsure what to pick. He scrambled to his phone and called Sonic on speed dial.

"Sonic, which one of us is the bride?" he asked out loud, shaking the phone in his hands. "Sonic? Sonic, I need an answer!"

Unfortunately, at the same time, Sonic was already at the altar. With his phone turned off for the ceremony. Shadow didn't know. He hurried to the altar, wearing both a bowtie and a dress, too late to find out that Sonic wasn't there. Sonic had already left, thinking Shadow didn't want to marry him.

-x-PRESENT DAY NOISES-x-

Everyone stares at each other as the realization settles in. After all this time, it was a misunderstanding.

Mario's mustache has grown comically big. "...oh."

"...wait, I guess it does," Sonic mumbles under this breath.

Standing up, Shadow says, "I tried to move on. I know you did too. But Sonic, could you give me another chance? For us?"

"Shadow, I..." Sonic glances back over to Swag before hanging his head low. "...I can't."

A ping from Mario's phone chimes in. Then, a sudden chain of pings came from everyone else's phones.

"A Nintendo Direct?"

Just as the Direct voiceover finishes announcing a game, unexpected news comes up.

"What's this?" the Voiceover questioned. "Doctor Eggman has his own announcement?"

Eggman appears at the screen, who clearly looks drunk. "I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT: SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG'S A B*TCH*SS MOTHERF**KER, HE PISSED ON MY F**KING WIFE!"

The scene cuts to Frankie watching the Direct on TV with a mortified expression. "Mommy?"

"THAT'S RIGHT HE TOOK HIS HEDGEHOG F**KIN' QUILLY D*CK OUT AND BE PISSED ON MY F**KIN WIFE, AND HE SAID HIS D*CK WAS THIS BIG. AND I SAID 'THAT'S DISGUSTING'. SO I'M MAKING A CALL-OUT POST ON MY TWITTER DOT COM: SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG, YOU GOT A SMALL D*CK. IT'S THE SIZE OF THIS WALNUT EXCEPT WAY SMALLER!" He does indeed hold up a walnut to the camera. "AND GUESS WHAT'S HERE'S WHAT MY DONG LOOKS LIKE."

A sound wave from the sky turned everyone's attention to the Ark orbiting by the edge of the horizon. It has "Robotnik" all over it.

"THAT'S RIGHT, BABY. ALL POINTS, NO QUILLS, NO PILLOWS. LOOK AT THAT, IT LOOKS LIKE TWO BALLS AND A BONG." The Eclipse Cannon charges up. "HE F**KED MY WIFE SO GUESS WHAT? I'M GONNA F**K THE EARTH! THAT'S RIGHT, THIS IS WHAT YOU GET: MY SUPPER LASER PISS. EXCEPT I'M NOT GONNA PISS ON THE EARTH, I'M GONNA GO HIGHER..."

The laser fires, passing over the stratosphere and...

"I'M PISSING ON THE MOON!"

The moon explodes, half of it completely destroyed.

"HOW YOU LIKE THAT, OBAMA? I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT!"

The feed cuts to Obama's live reaction, confused by the cameras shoved in his face.

"YOU GOT 23 HOURS BEFORE THE PISS DROPLETS HIT THE F**KIN EARTH! NOW, GET OUT MY SIGHT BEFORE I PISS ON YOU TOO—"

But just as he's about to start the timer, he accidentally presses the self-destruct button.

"...f**k."

The Ark shakes wildly before it starts to plummet into the planet. The Direct abruptly ends as the voiceover is still stunned by what happened. "Was...was that part of the Direct?

The group slowly turned to Shadow wanting an explanation. Shadow gulped. "...well, sh*t, I only said that just to f**k with him."

Everyone screams, terrified that they're gonna die. It includes the group, who are unsure what to do. Except for Sonic and Shadow, who looked over each other a give a knowing nod.

Sonic turns to the red plumber, "Mario, we need a way to get to space."

"Okay-dokey!" Mario smiles with determination. He pulls out a cannon out of thin air.

Sonic and Shadow jump in it and by a hit from Mario, they get launched into the sky in their spin-ball form and go through the Ark like bullets, making the orbiting society explode into a million pieces (yes, another green screen explosion). 

It's Out of This Park! (wii sports music plays)

The world cheered as the two hedgehogs and Eggman fall back to the planet. Crashing back on Prison Island, Sonic was the first to get up. He was always so resilient. Swag, naturally worried for his wife, ran up to him. But Sonic didn't even notice Swag or his own bruises and ran over to check up on Shadow.

"Shadow?" Worry washed over Sonic. "Dude, don't give up. Please."

With a cough, Shadow wakes up, holding his head as if all he got was a headache. "Augh, I'm not dead, hedgehog."

Sonic nevertheless was relieved Shadow was okay. Seeing how Sonic was with Shadow, Swag found himself deep in thought as memories (good and bad) of his relationship crossed his mind. As much as Shadow's pleas were shown on his face, Sonic reluctantly had to say goodbye.

Sonic, walking past Swag, headed towards the tank. "C'mon, let's go..." Noticing that Swag hasn't moved an inch, he stops and turns. "Swag?"

"My dear, do you still love Shadow?"

Sonic could only respond with silence, guilt and self-conflict mushed together. Swag goes up to him, kneels down and puts his polygonal hands on Sonic's shoulders.

"Sonic. As they say, if you really love someone, you let them go. I love you but I want you to be free and have a chance to be happy."

Shocked and perhaps still registering those words, Sonic asks, "Are...are you sure?" 

Swag nods. A new emotion filled Sonic's heart, prompting him to give Swag a grateful hug. "Thank you, Swag. I hope you have a chance to find your happiness too."

After a moment, the two part, in their way a farewell. Sonic runs up to Shadow with tears welling in his eyes. Sad to break it off with Swag, relieved that he doesn't have to hurt their relationship anymore. Happy to rekindle past love.

"Shadow!"

Shadow, whose back was towards Sonic, turned to see. Only for Sonic to wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him. While he was surprised by it at first, he soon fluttered his eyes closed and kissed back.

[OG credits to: Myly14]

I love you.

Swag observes from afar. Chris comes from behind and puts a hand on his friend's shoulder for comfort as Swag sheds a tear.

Wiping it away, Swag reassures, "It's okay, Chris. I'll be okay, I know he'll be too."

-x-TIME CUT-x-

In Three's Coffee and Bombs, Mario was introducing the hedgehog couple (currently holding hands) to the cafe, on their tour of the Showgrounds.

"SMG3 makes the best coffee around," Mario proudly says before leaning over to Shadow. "Plus, quality weapons."

Shadow slips up a curious smile and seeing it, Sonic shakes his head full of fond. Their relationship will take a lot to heal but the two of them know they could do it. Getting coffee seems like a good start. But of course, Shadow would only order the coffee beans. Before them was Four telling his order to Three.

"One Cyanide Supreme Latte with ten shots of expresso—"

"And five spoons of sugar," Three finishes that sentence for Four. "Yeah, yeah. I already know your order, scrub." He picks up the usual blue mug with constellations. "But you don't think you're getting special treatment."

"C'mon! Aren't I your most loyal customer?" Four flutters his eyes with a cheeky smile. Three tries to look away, Four knew how to push his buttons. "Besides, you do owe me a latte, remember?"

"Did not."

"Did to."

Sonic tries to be discreet, leaning over to Mario and gesturing at Four. "Woah, he's bisexual. I didn't know that."

Mario and Shadow nod in agreement. Though Sonic must've been a little too loud for both Four and Three to look in their direction. While Three completely short-circuited at the implications, an embarrassed Four lunged at Mario, telling him to not say anything about what's going on between him and Three.

Well, it really was just another boring day, with a few exemptions.

///

Ink here! Still in the middle of the fever dream, aha. Hope that brings a happy ending for everyone. Remember, no movie spoilers for other people and me (gonna see it over the weekend). Let's see how much of this I got right for the official version. :P

[yorufi]

still trying to develop more efficient and fast way to draw ;( anna-louise all grown-up

[bougainvillea-and-saltwater]

WIP Wednesday! (insert meme: it's been 84 years...)

Hello! I think I've neglected these beautiful WIP tag games as of late, so I took the chance, after being tagged by the lovelies @bostoniangirl21 and @miraakulous-cloud-district (thank you both so much!🧡), to share a bit of CH20 of The Priest and the Dragoness (I'm seriously thinking of changing the title of my fic, so if someone wants to give me their opinion about this Cursed Thought™, I'll gladly take it!). Also, the beloved @miraakulous-cloud-district had the idea of making this WIP combo with a picrew of ocs! I'm so excited to share! 😍

Tonight, in that dream, she does not see the precious faces of her dear mother and father she always recognized even if she never knew them or touched them or kissed them in the waking world, nor does she hear the rough but heartwarming voice of her wise old wolf, Kodlak Whitemane.  She does not dream of Vilkas and Farkas’ affectionate fraternal teasing, the tender motherly sternness of Aela, nor does she blend her youthful voice with Whiterun’s liveliness during the New Life Festival, in its songs, dances, feasts, in Magnus’ slow return to Nirn. She sees neither the darkness, the shackles, the rot of Northwatch Keep, nor even senses Caranthir’s breath chilling the back of her neck.  Sometimes, Jia dreams of herself as a dragon. She falls to her weak, human knees, weeps and screams without voice, only to feel her spine crack lengthwise and then split in half like the shell of an egg, as the acrid stench of seething, ripped-out flesh engulfs her like a firestorm, dominates her from head to toe. And then, she sees her two blood-leaking wings spreading through her shadow, and she takes flight, and she brings debris and death.  But tonight, in that dream, she is not a fire-breathing, blood-raining wyrm. In that dream, she is a bird, a swallow, and behind her soft, feathery wings, she knows a delicate shaft of the warmest, most pristine sunlight dovetails with her close behind, creating technicolor colorings upon her lustrous plumage; and from beneath her small-boned body, she sows springs and summers, meadows and groves, all with a single wingstroke.  In that dream, she flies towards a colossal tree. Though suddenly her flight grows swift, erratic, hopeless, so much as one would wonder how a swallow’s flickering little heart can withstand this kind of fear and despair. For this tree that she hunts with time’s passing, is not for nesting and is barren of verdure or fruit in spite of the spring-bearer’s sight; this is an unearthly shade of dark, black wood, of twisting, writhing branches as if they are coming to life, haunted, rotten to the roots and even beyond those, like—  Like a hanged man’s tree. “Sleep,” Miraak tells her, when she startles awake, in a whisper drawn out of the loveliest lullaby, as though he is, too, tethered between reality and a dream, his caressing fingers blindly running up and down her back. “It was just a dream.” They are never just dreams, the words her brain pushes to speak aloud, but her eyes close again, and she’s plunging into a vision that she may not remember come morning.

Now for the lovely picrew!

OH but of course I would make not only Jia but her Miraak too, what do you mean... ���

I'm tagging some people with the hope I'm not bothering them, so absolutely no pressure for this! Still, it'd be wonderful to see your creations, whichever they are! 🥰 @blossom-adventures, @sothas, @prettytamagnii, @illumiera, @kiir-do-faal-rahhe, @thequeenofthewinter, @ruskycreations

[malkaleh]

I haven’t read Austen, so what does Robert do during their annus horribilis that is ‘Captain Wentworth’ like?

So Persuasion is probably my favourite Austen novel (a plot summary from Spark Notes here) and basically (spoilers)

1546/1547 is a garbage dumpster of years in the OT3 verse for a whole number of reasons but one thing that happens is that Robert and Elizabeth have a huge fight blow up* They both say some fairly awful things to each other and at a certain point they are living apart. And Robert, who has been trying to apologise and getting rebuffed is just…he’s spending time with a younger woman (I might make her up) and I want to be clear - nothing happens. They aren’t flirting (the young woman in question is very much in love with someone else), they aren’t ever alone or anything but he is hurting and he is trying to hurt Elizabeth/make her show she does care about him/hurt her because this is AWFUL.

*This happens for a variety of reasons - mostly like, Elizabeth getting in her head about whether Robert wants a more conventional wife/what if she doesn’t give him a son (still got that lingering trauma - just in a different form) and Robert getting in his head and the two of them being extremely uh, Tempesty.

[elitadream]

If the Mario movie were to get a sequel, what would you want it to be about?

Omg.

The 1-Up mushroom. Hands down.

I would make it the center device of the story, the main intrigue, the wild card. It is by far the most mysterious and the most significant power-up of them all, and I sincerely believe that integrating it to the story as a key factor would be very efficient in not only bringing the stakes much higher, but also developping the lore and the characters' emotional journey much further.

I would add more familiar faces to the mix, of course (such as the Wah duo, Daisy and Rosalina possibly, Toadsworth, Junior most definitely...), and I would make it so that the bros spend most of the movie together this time around. 💫

I think I'd also give it a slightly more solemn mood, and have its message be about something bold and unexpected such as acceptance and loss (how one cannot alway win despite giving their all, but the way they react to an unstoppable event or unavoidable circumstance will often matter a lot more than the outcome itself).

Oh! And I would ideally include a redemption arc somewhere in there too. Because I have the biggest soft spot for those. 🥺🌅💖

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Ababsbsbsns you know I love how Knuckles 2024 just sort of dropped in a low budget rock opera that movie!Knuckles defeated Iblis once

Like I wasn't even mad for a second. It was so funny😂

[maelstrom007]

New Face, Who This?

Don't mind me, just playing in the sandbox that is @ghouldjams cod fae au. Mal switches things up, as they are wont to do, and trips up a certain fae in the process. Featuring ghouls oc Witch who I adore.

Mal looked at themselves in the mirror. They turned this way and that, but something just felt. . . off. Pursing their lips they sighed, changing into the fifth outfit that morning. Ugh, still not right. 

“Maybe it’s time for a change,” they murmured. When was the last time they did this? Twenty years ago? Maybe more? Yeah, it was time to switch things up. 

Stripping bare, they stared at the mirror once more. It was always easiest if they could see what they were doing. To start Mal focused on their face, studying the wide jaw and square face they had become accustomed to for the last however many years it’s been. Reaching forward toward their reflection, fingers splayed, they twisted their wrist. Mal’s reflection fractured, tesselating out in patterns and colors like a kaleidoscope, before suddenly snapping back into place. 

The face staring back at them was much softer, rounder around the cheeks with a charming mouth. Some things remained unchanged, like their fiery red hair and their bold eyebrows. For whatever reason they always stuck around. 

Moving on to the rest of their body, they wanted to move on from the sleek and slim rectangular build. In the end, they went for something a little more filled out, hints of muscle and practical strength within a sturdy frame. They’d have to workout to maintain it, they were using magic afterall, not working miracles.

With the excitement of a new canvas, finding an outfit was easy, opting for a long sundress. The lack of sleeves accentuated the new muscles in their arms nicely, while also complementing their new more feminine face. A last little splurge of magic allowed their hair to grow just long enough to place in a messy bun. 

As usual, the day was rather slow, mainly spent at their combination check out and consultation table project planning for recent clients. Creating patterns, planning dye lots, etc. etc. Their project ledger wasn’t completely full yet, so their curtains were pulled wide open, and a sign that said ‘Welcome, during business hours’ hung from the door. 

This meant that a certain handsome fae could slip in with no resistance, immediately waltzing up to the counter with a confidence that should have been annoying, if they weren’t in such a good mood. 

“Well hello, I - oh.” He started his greeting, but stumbled mid way through as Mal looked up from their ledger. 

They raised an eyebrow, “Hello to you too.”

Confusion was visible on his face, “Sorry, I was just expecting someone else.”

“And who would that be?”

“The last time I came in, maybe a little over a week ago, there was someone else here. Kind of small, very cute, with shaggy red hair almost the same color as yours.”

“Hunting for information, are we?”

A boyish glint sparkled in the others eyes as he leaned over the counter, “Now that I think of it you two look quite a bit alike. You two wouldn’t happen to be. . .siblings, would you?” 

Before Mal could even begin to think of a way to respond to that Witch glided in through the door, the wards tingling in delight and recognition of their clever creator. “Oh my gosh you will not believe the tea I have for you today, I heard that -” 

It only took Witch a second to notice the changes, and only a few more to piece together what Mal had done, “Wow!!!! You look great! I love what you’ve done with your hair, and that dress looks gorgeous on you, did you make it yourself?” 

Gossip forgotten, Witch ran up to dote on Mal, feeling the material and gushing over their new look. After a few minutes of this, the fae man coughed gently. 

“Shit! Sorry, I’ll let you finish up with your customer,” Witch said.

“Oh, I’m not a customer,” he said.

“Then what are you?”

“A nuisance,” Mal said, “a nosy one at that.”

Witch snorted, but said nothing. 

If he took offense to Mal’s comment, he didn’t show it, “All I want to know is who that fae is that I talked to a few weeks ago. About yea tall, pretty hands and shaggy red hair kind of like yours? Tell me, is red hair and attractiveness a job requirement? Or am I just incredibly lucky?” His lopsided grin would have been annoying if it didn’t look so good on his face.

Witch opened her mouth, “M-”

At the sound of their name starting in Witch’s mouth, Mal gave her a desperate look in warning. Even though ‘Mal’ wasn’t really their true name, it’s not something that they gave out left and right, let alone to loitering mystery fae. 

With barely a stumble in her speech, she corrected herself, “My friend here runs this shop by themselves. And damn well at that.”

He chuckled, “Well then, aren’t you full of surprises.” This time, Mal didn’t miss the once over he gave them. When their eyes met, his golden eyes looked molten hot. 

A blush rose to their cheeks unbidden, and Mal brought their hands together in a decisive clap, “Well! If you’re not a customer I must ask you to leave immediately as is shop policy,” a delicate line of fine print illuminated itself in recognition on the welcome sign, “Good day to you sir.”

The typically controlled and smooth wards were swift and erratic as they buffeted the mystery fae towards the door, however he resisted them as much as he could, “Tell me your name! What may I call you?” He called out frantically, attempting to brace himself against the wards unseen force. 

Mal raised their hand to aid in one final push to send him out the door, but paused as their eyes met once again. There was a desperation and sincerity in his features. Before Mal knew what they were doing they opened their mouth. 

“You may call me a fox, sir hunter, for that is all I am to you.” 

“And a lovely Fox you shall be,” he said, before he was sucked out of the door and summarily deposited on the street, curtains closing with a solid thwunk. 

The silence was thick in the shop before Witch broke it, voice strained with barely contained laughter “~You may call me a fox for that is all I am to you~”

“Shut upppp”

“Well, he’s a handsome hunter, I'll give him that.” 

Mal put their head in their hands, “He’s a nuisance and nothing more.” 

“Suuuure.”

They giggled desperately, “He is!! He comes waltzing in saying that he doesn’t want anything and then I kick him out cause he’s loitering!”

“God Mal you’re insufferable, he’s flirting with you you idiot.” 

“He is not.” 

“If you say so. But you best believe that I am going to bring this up over dinner because never in the time that I’ve known you have I seen your wards react like that.” 

Mal raised their head, eyebrows furrowed, “Dinner?”

Witch gave them a confused look, before letting out an exasperated sigh, “I forgot to say it out loud huh.”

“Yup.”

“Well, your ass, my house, I’m making dinner cause I haven’t had you over in ages. Be there or be square.” 

“I wonder if I could actually turn myself into a square.”

“Dammit Mal.”

[princeconsortroad]

I HC that WASPy Hunter was the one who gave Miguel Alex's campaign memo. . .

[su-angelvicioso]

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about these tags from @sannehale <3 since I first saw them because they’re so real lmaoo. It really wasn’t a big deal for them at all lmaoo.

I just think it’s so hilarious how both of them really just don’t care that much L0L. They know the business. They simply said it is what it is, and didn’t hesitate when attempting to contact each other again afterwards like they are so unserious.💀

Jasper: She took my life, made me fight in a war killing thousands, and she even plotted to kill me.

Peter: Maybe we should kill her then?

Jasper: Why would I do that?