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marisha bringing up the fact that keyleth def was pacing around 1 hour before the meeting frantically trying to think of fancy titles for bh and laura going "no she didn't make those up on the spot she was so confident about it" and marisha going "yeah bc she planned it she couldn't come up with that shit" and dani going "she sky-wrote them on the ceiling like a teleprompter"

[what-if-queen-camilla]

Chapter 12

04th August 1987 - Part 3

The ambulance arrived shortly after and neither the doctor nor the nurse could emphasise often enough just how brilliantly Andrew had done and how proud they all were of them; of course, Camilla was, too, but after both she and the baby had been checked and considered in excellent health, she suddenly felt so tired that she could have fallen asleep immediately. Her daughter, however, had other plans and was desperate for milk. “Yes, you must be hungry, my little darling…”, she whispered to her, tenderly placing her on her chest, guiding her little mouth to her breast. Thank goodness, after two children, she was relaxed and experienced enough so that breastfeeding wasn’t a big deal anymore and after a few minutes, both mother and child fell into a deep, happy sleep…

"Kensington Palace? Yes, Colonel Parker Bowles speaking. May I speak to His Royal Highness The Prince of Wales, please?" Shortly after 8 am, Camilla and Theodora still fast asleep, Andrew had decided that it was time to inform the real father of last night's events and has dialled the familiar number of the pass office of the Royal Residence and much to his relief, he was, indeed, transferred to The Prince immediately. "Andrew? What's the matter? Is Milla alright?", he hissed into the receiver, sounding incredibly anxious. He had quickly disappeared into his office to answer the call without risking his wife overhearing anything and his heart ached in concern about the love of his life and their little baby. "No worries, Sir, they're both fine.", Andrew declared, proudly adding: "Mother and child are as fit as a fiddle." Silence. "Sir?", Andrew asked carefully when the Prince didn't reply. "Um, yes, yes, Andrew, I-I'm sorry…", the heir to the throne stuttered. "I just - can you please repeat what you've just said?" Andrew chuckled. His astonishment and disbelief were almost cute and today of all days, he found almost everything cute. “Of course, Sir! With pleasure!", he exclaimed, almost bursting with pride and joy. "Camilla was safely delivered from a baby girl last night! Well, in fact - I delivered her from the little one - our daughter, I mean, your daughter - oh nevermind, they're both fine so… huge congratulations, Sir! I just thought you might like to be informed…" Charles' heart was beating like mad and his head felt like swirling. He tried to grasp what he had just heard. The baby had arrived. He had become a father once more - the father of Camilla’s child, the love of his life and himself had a daughter! "Oh my God…", he said unbelieving and with a teary voice. "I… I'll try and come over as soon as possible!", he promised. "Thank you, Andrew! Thank you so much!"With that, he hung up and sat down on the chair, almost in shock, but the very sweetest kind of shock imaginable. Camilla and him had a baby! All that he wanted was to go and see them both as soon as possible, to kiss Camilla endlessly for having given him the greatest gift in his entire life, to meet the little one and hold her, tell her how proud her daddy was and how much he loved her already, promise her that he would always be there for her and protect her from all evil… but it was Granny's birthday today as well and they had to go to Clarence House around midday for birthday party… As much as he loved his grandmother, as much did the whole rest of the bunch annoy him; his parents, his brothers, his silly sister-in-law, not to speak of his malicious wife… at least his darling cousins David and Sarah would be there as well and of course all the members of the public who'd be gathering around Clarence House and The Mall to sing Granny a Happy Birthday. How wonderful was it that his daughter and his grandmother were sharing a birthday? Oh how he'd have loved to tell her, it'd surely have been the most wonderful birthday present of all time! But it wasn't possible… he couldn't burden Granny with keeping such a secret, he loved her almost as much as he loved Camilla, and the little one of course, and he couldn't bear putting her in such a situation.

"Highgrove, really? Again?", Diana sighed, rolling her eyes when Charles requested to be picked up by a separate car as soon as the birthday celebrations were over, as they arrived at Clarence House a few hours later. "Yes, Again!", he declared, equally annoyed by her as she had appeared to be by him before. "I need some time on my own and you hate Gloucestershire anyway." "Oh, I really do hate Gloucestershire!", she snarled, looking at him with fiery eyes, but he was determined to keep calm this time, casually answering: "Great! There you go! So that's settled then." With this, he opened the door, swung himself out of the car and went straight over to his Granny who had already been waiting for them, without even looking at his wife anymore. "Happy birthday, darling Granny!", he said, lovingly kissing his grandmother on both cheeks. "Ohhh thank you, thank you, my dear boy.", the Queen Mother replied, obviously very touched and happy about all the attention she received on the occasion of her birthday.

Hundreds, maybe thousands, of well-wishers had lined the streets, excitedly waving to their beloved former Queen, singing for her, cheering her on, presenting her with the most beautiful flowers and posies and of course someone had arranged a birthday cake which she happily cut amidst excited rejoicing by the crowds. It was a jolly good celebration and everybody enjoyed themselves, except for Diana who stood in a corner, pouting. Of course she was upset because, for once, the limelight wasn't on her and she needed the people's attention even more than they needed her, but Charles just tried to ignore her and instead look forward to seeing Camilla and meeting the baby in a few hours. "Charles, darling, could you please help your poor old grandmother with all of these… parcels?", the Queen Mother asked her favourite grandchild, laboriously carrying dozens of cards and bouquets in both her arms. "Of course, Granny!", he replied and immediately rushed to her side to guide her into the house. Of course, they usually had servants for this kind of things but he was more than grateful for every opportunity to get away from the devil. "Are you going to see the Parker Bowleses later?", his grandmother asked as if it was the most normal thing in the world once they were alone. Charles was so perplexed he didn't know what to say. "I hear Camilla has given birth to a baby girl last night.", she chatted away while putting some of her birthday flowers into vases. "The little one and I have the same birthday, isn't that funny?" "Ummm… yes, yes.", Charles replied slightly overwhelmed. It wasn't surprising actually that the news had already reached her as well; Andrew was her godson and surely someone would have told her. But the naturalness she had asked him with whether he was going to see them later was… unexpected. Of course she knew that they'd been a couple once and that they were still close, that Charles was Tom's godfather and all of that… but still. Something about her question felt awkward. "So are you going?", she asked again, looking at him expectantly. Her eyes shone brightly, filled with pure love and happiness, there was nothing evil about his darling Granny, just like there was nothing evil about his darling Camilla… oh how he'd have loved to tell her! "Well, yes, I… I'm going to Highgrove later and I… might drop by in the afternoon.", he said. "Oh wonderful!", the Queen Mother exclaimed, rushing over to her desk, grabbing a closed envelope, handing it to her grandson before turning to the side table where they had just placed several vases with flower bouquets. "Which one do you think she'd like most?", the old lady asked, but didn't wait for him to reply. "Oh, nevermind, just take whichever you think she will like most! And, please, darling, will you give this card to her along with my very best wishes and heartfelt congratulations?" Charles' face immediately brightened up in delight. "Oh Granny!", he almost screamed with teary eyes and enthusiastically wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "Of course, Granny, I will!"

The Queen Mother's birthday celebrations actually did happen on that day. There's also a video of the enormous crowds gathering outside Clarence House.

[vanillafalvoredcoffee]

Aliana's (Younger Yonaka) imaginary friends :)

1. Harry the Hare

Harry is her very first (imaginary) friend she ever had, Her mom made him for her on her 6th birthday so she cherished it very much.

Harry the Hare is a doll shaped rabbit but Yonaka believes that he was a hare because of the brown color, his eyes are two shiny black buttons.

She brings him everywhere with her, even at school or when she's sneaking out of her house.

She didn't have much friends at the time because she doesn't really know how to interact with her classmates so she ended up being very lonely, her family didn't really come home much either...she usually talks to Harry or her other dolls when she's lonely

She describes him as a really kind and gentle animal, and that he doesn't like to eat spicy food

Aliana is very gentle with him and would never dare to hurt him even a little bit but she does injured him at least once so she puts her sewing skills to good use and fix him right up!

2. The lady in the woods

Aliana heard about a spirit that likes to roam around the woods by the teachers in her school close to the church,

She's told that the spirit takes form as a woman whose as tall as the trees, some of them told her that if any naughty children that ran away from home and to the forest where she lives will be devoured alive...ah yes, a classic story to scare the children from going to the forest alone...

Unfortunately that makes Aliana even more intrigued to find her in the woods but she's still to afraid that she may disappoint the spirit if she just suddenly came to her home unannounced like that

One day she was told to get a random classmate's ball inside the woods since they get a little carried away while they're playing

Aliana is the only one 'willing' enough to get the ball for them though...she does feel a bit anxious when she steps inside

She found the ball quite quickly but when she turns back to return it to her friends...she forgot her way back, she wondered around for a while a then she found a large figure standing in front of her and asked why she's here

...When Aliana told the figure that she's came here to retrieve her friend's ball, the figure seems to be quite amused by her reply and lead her back towards the school, telling her to be more careful next time or else she'll be eaten

After that Aliana starts to visit The lady in the woods more often, even though the lady in the woods tries to scare her off by showing her real form...it just makes Aliana even more excited and curious about her so The lady just gave up and let Aliana talk to her

Honestly The lady is secretly kinda lonely and kinda enjoys talking to Yonaka but she's too shy to admit it

The lady in the woods often gifts Aliana some trinkets made of some stuff near her, sometimes she would sculpture a doll that's entirely made of wood just for her to thank her for keeping this old spirit company

The lady in the woods always wears a traditional Japanese red kimono, her sickly pale white skin is slightly transparent and shines a green glow in the dark, the only thing that odd about her except the glowing skin is that she has sunken white eyes with no pupils, Her black hair is longer than her entire body when it's let down so she usually kept her hair up with pin and only let it down when she needs to comb her hair...and also she's tall very tall

The Lady in the woods likes both animals and nature, she knows how to sculpture small dolls and made toys made of woods...that's about it

3. Bernardus Pinot Noir and His brothers (and her nameless grandfather)

(Now...this is where it gets interesting...)

It was shortly after she turned 7 years-old where her Grandfather suddenly showed up to celebrate her birthday, ofcourse her mom was definitely not pleased by his presence and she's afraid that he'll treat her only child the same as he did to her, Surprisingly he treats Aliana really well and Yonaka seems to really like him...he even brought her a present just for this occasion! How nice of him...but it's not just him who prepared a present for her

Her parents also gave her a present too!

What her parents gave to her is a custom made diary made out of leather with her name printed on to it, but it was quite a small one...not that she would complain about it ofcourse!

The present from her grandfather is a.... simple hairpin with a shape of a cross, at the middle of it there's a blood red ruby embedded on it...the hairpin seems to be very high quality but her grandfather is also very rich, something like this would probably just be a scrap of metal to him...even so, Aliana seems to really like it!

Ofcourse...Aliana's mom became very confused by his sudden caring behavior, she thought it was a joke at first

Well....that was until Aliana's grandfather came to her in secret and apologized to her directly and saying that he regretted what he had done to make his own daughter hated him to this extent

He had abused her emotionally, physically and mostly verbally in the past...He was very upset about his wife's sudden death after she birthed two twins so he let it out onto them out of grief and anger...But he also doesn't want to lose his reputation that he built up for so long, so he occasionally acts nice to them in public- He even takes pictures of them and stuffs it in his photo album.

Deeply inside him, he still loves his daughter but he's so blinded by his emotions that he couldn't even control it even if he tries...he tries his best not to give in to them but...it's too late

Because of that...the only thing he could do is to win her trust...somehow...

And that's why he acts nice to Aliana!

He gradually gets his daughter's trust after seeing him trying so hard to do that for so long...She even trusts him with her daughter when they go away.

Anyway...enough about her grandfather you know who you're waiting for right?

One day when Bernardus was just happened to walk around the graveyard beside the church she's in often...and chanting sorrowful yet gentle apologies over and over again...you know like he always does, Aliana notices him crouching down in front of one of the graves

He was shocked at first...How could a mere human like her perceives his identity when he used the power of invisibility? Though...maybe it's just his powers weakens for a short period of time it happens randomly before so...he just stares blankly at the girl waiting for her to shout for her mommy and run away...but instead she said hi with a soft expression. Huh..

For a while they...talked...mostly it was Aliana asking questions about him but it doesn't bother Bernardus too much...it's been a long time since anyone wanted to talk to him afterall...

"How curious...a human wanting to be friends with me?...Aren't you afraid of what I could do?" He asked Aliana while she just nodded excitedly.

"Ofcourse I do! You look so cool! And...I see you looking really sad so...I thought you needed someone to talk to!" Aliana replied.

...

Ah...what a kind hearted child she is.

He swore himself to protect the cinnamon roll from now on after that conversation ...no matter the cost :)

He then transformed himself to be more like her grandfather since at that time she likes him the most but...it doesn't work all that much :( but he decides to keep that look anyway because Aliana seems to like the priest outfit he's wearing.

Aliana couldn't touch him due to him being a shadow...her hands just phases right through him...and it made Aliana a little bit upset but she understands it...Bernardus however he doesn't want to see her sad so he uses his powers to possess one of her dolls so that they could at least interact physically with her...though it made him look kinda silly.

He mostly follows Aliana all the time...he doesn't really see anything wrong with it he's a guardian angel after all but he'll leave if Aliana wants privacy or she asks him too ofcourse!

Soon when his brothers know about Aliana...they are surely excited so they come and visit her

Euphrosynos is a little curious about this...little thing...and wondered why Bernardus takes a liking to her but over time he starts to like her as well! She reminds him of a cat sometimes...

Lyphiós instantly adores her...I mean...look at her, isn't she just a silly little creature? ...his words not mine.

Thymoménos however...doesn't seem to think much about her at a first glance...but actually he's holding himself back or else the cuteness aggression would kick in (lol)

That's it about them <3

[everything-person]

Kazoos Advent Calendar

@kazoosandfannypacks Day

I did my best but heres todays gift.

Killian was sprinting down the street. He was quiet literally running late.

'David is going to kill me. If Liam doesn't get his hands on me first.' Killian thought to himself.

He turned a sharp corner. Running straight into something. All of a sudden Killian was on the ground and wet. Before he could right himself and see just what he ran into, the what or rather who spoke up.

"Really?"

He looked up to see a beautiful woman. Her gentle blonde curls pulled artfully into a messy ponytail, wearing fitted dark blue jeans knee high boots a red leather jacket on top of a light grey shirt which now was covered in a rather large brown stain. Her head turned down looking at her shirt now covered in the drink she was holding.

Killian looked down and sure enough he was wearing a similar stain on his shirt.

"Bloody hell," Killian whispered.

This caused the womans glare to turn from her shirt to him.

Killian began to stand as he said, "I am so sorry lass. Please allow me to pay for your drink."

"Watch where you're going next time." She muttered as she pushed past him.

Killian would've went after her if it wasn't for his phone beginning to buzz in his pocket. With one more glance toward the blonde he continued on his way.

Moments later he arrived at Storybrookes town hall. Bursting through the doors he ran down the hall before coming to a halt. Looking all around trying to find where he was suppose to go.

"Killian!"

He turned to the shout to find his brother, Liam.

"You're late," Liam stated as Killian made his way over to him. "What happened to you?"

"Be glad, I'm here."

"Come on lets get you ready."

Some time later Davids wife dressed in her holiday best stood in front of an anxious crowd.

"Hello everyone! Thank you all for patiently waiting and for all your contributions to our toys for tots and food pantry. All toys and food will be sent to families in need this holiday season. There are some snacks along with hot chocolate and water courtesy of Storybrookes finest Grannys Diner feel free to help yourself. There are also plenty of crafts and games to be done." Mary Margret paused looking to her left and right before saying, "Did anyone else here that?"

This caused the crowd to also begin looking around.

"Huh? I swore I just heard a clatter." On that cue sleigh bells started to ring out through the space. "Does anyone else hear belles?"

The kids in the audience all yelled yes.

"Do you know what that means?" Mary Margret replied.

The over the speakers was heard 'Santa Claus is coming to town.' Killian came around the corner dressed as the man himself, Santa Claus. Waving at all the excited children letting out a ho ho ho he came to stand next to Mary Margret.

"Hello Mr Claus! Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedule to visit us."

Through his beard in his best Santa Claus voice Killian said, "Well Ms Blanchard I had some elves running around telling me how great the children of Storybrooke have been this year. So I thought I might stop by and personally ask them what they wanted for Christmas. Would you mind helping me?"

"I would love too."

As Mary Margret gave instructions on how pictures with Santa would work the curtain behind them opened to reveal an intricate display with a grand chair for Santa to sit with enough room for a child to sit next to him should they decline sitting on his lap.

The children all lined up with their parents and one by one came up to speak with Santa Claus. Mary Margret assisted in introductions with shy children and helped take pictures should the parents want to join in. She even helped when one little girl told him insisted that if he was the real Santa he should know her name, mouthing the name behind the child.

Mary Margret approached him, “You’re doing great Killian. Just 3 more kids and then your done.”

Not allowing him to speak she ran off the get the next two kids. A brother and sister pair.

“Hello there. What’s your names?”

“My names Ava and this is my brother Nicholas.” The girl, Ava, spoke for her and her brother. The young lad looking nervously down at his shoes.

“I’m glad to meet you both. Would you care for a picture?”

They nodded and stood on either side of him as their father took their picture.

Killian turned to Ava and asked, “Now Ava what would you like for Christmas?”

“I’d like a tool box. So I can help my dad.”

Killian smiled at the young girl, “That’s a very nice thought. A tool box can be very helpful; it can also be a way to be creative. You look like a very smart girl. I’m sure you’d do wonders with a gift like that.”

The girl smile so bright at him as he turned to the boy.

“Now Nicholas what would you like for Christmas?”

The boy continued to look at his feet shuffling as he did. He looked like he had something to say but was afraid to say it.

Killian turned back to the boy sister, “Ava would you be so kind and go to your father. I think Nicholas and I need to have a word in private.”

Ava looked at her brother then her father than back again before nodding and making her way to her dad. Turning around only once to look back at Santa, who gave her an encouraging nod.

“Now Nicholas it’s just you and me. Do you have something to tell me, lad?”

Never looking up from his feet he muttered, “I’m on the naughty list.”

“Oh and what makes you think that?”

“I don’t listen to my dad sometimes. I goof off too much. I get in fights with Ava. And I eat too many sweets.” Nicholas said in a huff.

“Ah I see,” Killian said almost to himself before continuing, “Nicholas can I share a secret with you?”

The boy pick up his head only slightly before nodding.

“I sometimes sneak a cookie or two before and after dinner.”

The boys eyes went wide at Santa’s declaration so Killian continued.

“I also sometimes get in arguments with my elves. I forget to help Mrs Claus around the house. And I am a bit of a goof myself. Now do you think I’m naughty?”

Nicholas shook his head so hard Killian was sure it may come loose.

“Just because we do naughty things every once in a while doesn’t make us naughty. Now as I said earlier I had some of my best elves watching over Storybrooke. They did tell me of naughty behavior from everyone but not one person came back as naughty.”

The boy was now looking Santa in the eye. His eyes sparkling at Santa’s words.

“I can tell your a mischievous lad but you are a kind one, most Nicholases are,” Killian added with a wink.

Nicholas face finally broke out into a smile. He threw himself in Killians arms and Killian held the boy until he let go.

“Now what would you like for Christmas?”

After telling Killian he wanted for Christmas Nicholas scurried off to join his small family. Killian waved them off as they walked off to join the rest of the celebration. Before turning to greet the last child he was to see.

Mary Margret held the hand of a little boy with brown hair and a round face. As they approached him the little boy slowly let go of the older woman’s hand, picking up his pace as if he were on a mission.

“Hi Santa”

“Well hello there! What might your name be?”

The lad stuck out his hand, “I’m Henry.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Henry.” Killian took the boys hand and gently shook it, “You have a very good hand shake.”

“Thank you,” Henry said letting go of the man’s hand.

“Would you care to sit on my lap?”

“No, thank you.”

“That’s quite alright. Why don’t you take a seat right here next to me?”

Henry obliged and sat down. They turned to look and see David and Mary Margret standing there to take a picture of Henry with Santa. Once they singled they had the picture Killian turned to the lad sitting next to him and asked, “what would you like for Christmas?”

“I don’t want anything.”

Killian tilted his head, “Really? Why’s that?”

“Well I don’t want anything for me.”

“Oh?”

“I want you to help my mom.”

“Your mum?”

Henry nodded, “She works really hard. She does everything she can for me and she helps whoever she can.”

Killian smiled, “Your mum sounds like a wonderful woman. Is that her over there?” He nodded his head over the where Mary Margret and David where waiting for the lad.

“No. My moms not here right now. But she will be soon. She’s always working or helping someone. And I just want her to be happy. She says she’s fine but I see she’s tired and sometimes she seems sad and mad. So I want you to help her be happy.”

“I understand. That’s a hard present to bring down the chimney but I’ll see what I can do. But I’m going to ask your help with this.”

Henry leaned forward to listen carefully as to what Santa was about to tell him.

“It’s okay for your mom to be mad or sad sometimes. It’s not good for her to bottle that all up. So I need you anytime you see her and she looks upset just to hug her and tell her you love and appreciate her. I know for a fact if you do that whatever bad feelings or thoughts she maybe having will melt away. You’d be surprise how happy you can make her.”

Henry gave him a big grin and nodded before running off.

Killian waved a goodbye to everyone before disappearing behind the scenes to change into regular clothes. His brothers wife was kind enough to get him a set of clean clothes. After his change and a quick bathroom break he joined the rest of the festivities.

Mary Margret quickly located him and enveloped him in a hug.

“Killian you were perfect! Thank you again so much for doing this,” She said pulling away.

“I’m glad I could help. I only wish I could help grant some of the children’s wishes.”

“Well you know the holidays are all about granting wishes and miracles,” David piped up.

A bought of laughter turned Killians attention to a table of kids. He saw the lad, Henry, amongst the table.

“I wanted to ask you,” Killian pointed over to the boy, “who is that boy?”

Mary Margret followed Killian finger to see who he was pointing to, “Oh Henry?”

Killian nodded.

“He’s our, for all intents and purposes, nephew. His mother is my best friend and is like a sister to David.”

“Where is she?”

“Why do you ask,” David asked sternly.

“I’m honestly surprised you haven’t met her yet,” Mary Margret expressed.

“Mom!”

Their attention was turn toward Henry again as they watched him run across the room to the door where stood the blonde woman Killian had ran to stood. The boy ran into her arms and they collided into warm embrace.

“There she is, Emma Swan.”

“What about Henry’s father?”

“It’s just her and Henry. She works at the sheriffs station. But she also does a little bit of everything around the town.” Mary Margret informed him.

“We try to help her out when we can. But she’s can be stubborn and prides herself on being an independent woman,” David spoke up.

Killian hummed thinking of the little boys wish. If he was to make the lads wish come true it maybe more difficult then he originally thought. How do you help someone that doesn’t believe they need help?

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

Day 3, The great Mystery

Summary: Is Santa real? Well let's see what the turtles, April and Casey think.

A/n: I CANT WAIT FOR MY BIRTHDAYYY YALL, ANYWAYS ENJOY, T-CESTERS AND PROSHIPPERS DNI. (Btw I didn't have enough space for a Casey # so yea sorry 😭)

Lee: Casey, Donnie, Mikey, Leo, April.

Ler: Donnie, Raph, Leo, April, Mikey.

Extra: Splinter.

Warrnings: Just Fluff and if you still or don't belive in Santa then I suggest to skip the ending.

It was the 3rd day of December, 22 days left, The boys and April decided to meet up and write a letter to Santa together.

💚:Whait whait whait, so let me get this straight, you WRITE a letter to a guy dressed in red named Sa-satan?- Stain?-

💙💜❤️🧡💛: Santa.

💚:Okay a guy named Santa, you just WRITE a letter to that guy and you will get ANYTHING you whant by writing on that letter?

💜:Well technically no since you can't ask for a unicorn since those don't exist and don't have a physical form or place or evidence that they-

💙:WE GET ITTTT D.

🧡:Well yea! You just write a letter about Santa and there! Isn't that fun?? Santa's a great guy!!

Mikey said as he smiled brightly at the Santa thing. Casey was though suspicious of that as he said.

💚:I don't trust that guy...

💙:WHY not??

💚: A guy in a red costume comes and gives some presents that could be traps or poisoned? It's a bit...suspicous-

💜: Well you don't need to worry about that dear junior cause yours truly made traps that Santa won't go through! I finally will show you all that he is in fact not real.

🧡: *Gasp* D! How could you?! You know Santa can hear you??

💜: OH Pleasee Mikey! It's weird that NO ONE EVER saw this guy and somehow there are presents under the tree! I mean come on!

💙: D you're ruining the fun! Santa is real cause if NOT, HOW do we get presents under the Christmas tree???

💜: cough cough, WHAT about Raph huh??

Donnie argued pointing at Raph that looks anxious and nervous.

💙: What about him??

💜: OH please you DONT think HE might be the one setting presents under the tree?

💛: I mean Dee's gott a point, like come on guys, who on earth whould even HAVE 8 BILLION toys every YEAR. And do it for a century???

🧡:Santa! Cause HE is real!!

Mikey and Leo argued with April and Donnie while Casey was still suspicous of the mysterious man while Raph still was anxious. Before, suddenly the 4 heard giggles and turned around and saw Raph tickling Casey junior as he said loudly.

❤️: Santa's a good guy! Trust in him a little bit guyss!

Before April and Donnie could react the other 2 turtles yelled.

🧡💙:YEAAAA!!!

As they pounced onto the poor Human and the soft shell as the box turtle started tickling April into her sides and Leo started tickling Donie onto his tummy while giggling. Raph continued tickling Casey that was held in the air by the snapping turtle and squirm as he laughed hysterically with snorts.

💚: RAHAHA- *snort* STHOHOHOPPP-

❤️:Whaat?~ Raph dosent hear what you're saying junior~

💛:MIHIHIKEYYY STHOHOP!!

April squealed as she rolled him onto his back and started tickling his armpits in return as she giggled a bit with him.

🧡:Ahahapriiil!!!

Mikey giggled out as he started to squirm meanwhile Leo was tickling Donnie, Donnie managed to tap his wrist pad and 2 metal hands pulled Leo of and pinned him to the ground as Donnie giggled out.

💜:THAHAHTS IT BROTHER!

And started tickling Leos Ribs while Leo just begged and laughed hysterically.

💙: DHHEHE NOHOHOH-

This went on for a WHILE before Raph said.

❤️:Guys! Look! There is something under the tree!

And there were, presents.

💜:WHAAAAT??

💛:NO WAY!!

🧡:TOLD YOU GUYS!!

💚:...So that "Santa" guy is real?

💙:HAHA I WAS RIGHT, I WAS RIGHT, I WAS-

❤️:Told ya guys! Just trust the spirit of Christmas and you guy will get gifts! Now yall wanna watch a Movie?

All of them agreed and went to get themselves ready for the Movie night.

(Ending part reveal if you don't whant to ruin the Christmas Magic (especially if your a child) then I recommend to scroll down now, ba-bye!)

Later when it was night Raph came to Splinters room and he hugged his father ad there he was, the mystery was solved, there was papper and ribbons in Splinters room, it was Splinter, the weird fat man in disguise.

[roselyn-writing]

🌻🌼Harumi Rose Hasashi HC 🌻🌼

Harumi Rose Hasashi was born on 3 May 1999

(Aliyaa x Hanzo Timeline)

🌻She is half-Japanese and half-Virginian, Which means when she grows older, She looks way younger than her real age. Yes, much like Edenians but different.

🌻 Harumi burns roses when she feels nervous or anxious. It is the only way for her to calm her nerves.

🌻Harumi is the second child of Aliyaa and Hanzo Hasashi. The first is Satoshi Salem Hasashi.

🌻After Harumi was born, Her father loves her so much that he spoils her and gives her most of the attention, Though he kept spoiling Satoshi too (his firstborn).

His first daughter died with his old family, So he couldn’t watch her grow and love her let alone spoil her. But God had mercy on him and gives a second chance to re-live these moments. (A/N: I don’t know if he had a daughter with his first family. But, let's go with this <3)

🌻Harumi and Satoshi share their parents' powers, Hellfire, and magic. He couldn’t be any happier to know his children are gifted, they have hellfire the same as him.

*When Aliyaa was pregnant he was so happy that he forgot he is the Grandmaster, He kept watching Aliyaa and protecting her. He even didn’t let her carry anything, Fearing that it was endangering his unborn babies' lives. She was annoyed but she let him help her.

*The healers told Hanzo that Aliyaa is pregnant with only one child. He was grateful for this. But the moment of giving birth, They are shocked to know there is another child in Aliyaa’s womb. And that was Harumi. Nonetheless, Hanzo is happy about this.

*Hanzo named His two children first names and Aliyaa named their second names.

*He saw so much of Harumi in his daughter so he named her Harumi. At first, he was afraid to suggest naming her Harumi but he did and to his shock Aliyaa accepted it.

*Most of the time, He got to carry Harumi as a baby. He loves her so much, He sang to her, rocked her, He carried her, He even fed her, And Aliyaa got to carry their baby-son.

🌻Harumi loves to be elegant, watering plants, Painting, cooking, sweets, writing, and helping people, She likes Japanese history and novels books, She loves to wear hanfus, and Kimonos, Hanbok and etc.

🌻Just like her mother, She loves self-care and being elegant in everything, she aspires to be like her mother.

🌻She is spoiled by her father, but he didn’t spoil her rotten, she is a responsible girl after all.

*Hanzo and Aliyaa taught their children how to use and control their powers. It was hard at first. But, now they mastered their powers.

🌻At the age of 9, Harumi showed signs of her hellfire powers, Which made Hanzo proud, she was very afraid that she started to cry. Her father immediately calmed her, He told her not to worry. He taught her and Satoshi how to master hellfire.

🌻Harumi was 13 when Takeda first came to the Shirai Ryu through his father Kenshi Takahashi, Harumi saw him as a little brother. She calmed him and played with him, she is like his older sister when he was all alone between strangers.

Takeda has grown to love Harumi and sees her as more than a sister, possibly a potential romantic partner, but he was afraid of the Grandmaster, Then Jacqui came into his life, He loves Jacqui now. It’s unbeknownst if he still has feelings for Harumi.

🌻At the age of 15 Harumi experienced her first period, she was very nervous and embarrassed, she was annoyed by the cramps in her lower belly, and she told her mother about this.

“Mom… I have something to tell you,” Harumi asked worriedly.

“What is it dear?” Her mother answered her.

“Mom… my lower belly hurts me and… Do you have a potion for me?” Harumi asked again.

“Oh, dear! This is okay, you are a woman now!” Her mother happily said.

“What do you mean by that?” Harumi asked.

“Is there blood when you pee? Her mother asked her.

“Yes.. but how did you know?” She muttered.

“Then this is what I think it is, you are having your monthly period,” Her mother replied, as she pours the tea into the cups, and sandwiches for her daughter.

“Honey, you must drink something hot and wear socks and slippers!” Her mother advised her.

“Okay, if you say so,” she told, Sitting on the bed near her mother.

Hanzo barged into the room, ”Aliyaa! Go check on our daughter if she is fine!” Hanzo commanded, he didn’t notice that Harumi was in the same room.

“Darling! You are here! how are you feeling!” He asked his daughter.

“Better Daddy!” She sweetly replied.

“I’m happy to hear this!” He muttered, then he hugged his daughter.

Then, All of them sat in the room, talking with each other and sipping tea.

🌻Once Harumi had reached 18, Hanzo was so afraid that she will start to think of love and marriage.

🌻On her 18 birthday, The gang gave her a lot of gifts. Even her other friends on her mother's side. They gave her a lot of precious gifts. Mainly older Aliyaa got her dream laptop. Hanzo gave her a traditional bow. Because he knows that she likes archery. Unbeknownst to Hanzo, Selviya gave her a magical girl brooch, To protect herself and her friends. She kept this a secret from her daddy.

Takeda once joked that her future boyfriend would be lucky if she was his girlfriend. To Hanzo’s dismay. He “gently” nudge Takeda’s elbow.

🌻She once asked if she can get a boyfriend her father immediately snapped at her. (Something all fathers would do xD) He regretted it afterward.

🌻Harumi knows that her father wants the best for her, And he knows more about life than her. She always listens to him, and she agrees with him on this. But deep down she wants to be loved like her mother and most of the girls like her age.

*Her mother once told her that she can’t love a guy without fully knowing him. Harumi agreed to this.

🌻She likes to play with her phone, computer, or even puzzle games.

🌻When she gets lonely she uses her fire powers to create a dragon made of her pure hellfire magic, she called him Allen.

*Hanzo Always calls her Shirai Ryu Princess. And she loved this and giggles when she remembers him saying it.

*Satoshi likes to pick on her sometimes, he just enjoys teasing her, Being the older brother he is.

*Jacqui gets extremely jealous of Harumi, whenever she passes by, Takeda looks at her and completely forgets about Jacqui.

🌻Harumi and Liling (Selviya and Kuai’s daughter) are extremely close friends, although these two have opposites powers, Fire and Ice being close friends.

🌻Harumi Always wonders about the other Harumi (Hanzo’s first wife). She always thinks about her, how she looks, and whether she will be jealous of her mother (Aliyaa).

She is still daddy’s girl, he loves to spoil her and makes desserts for her.

🌼She always feels like she is Rapunzel, A beautiful, young princess trapped in a temple instead of a tall tower, But she is grateful for her life since her daddy and mummy love her so much and care about her.

-One time, two foreign young handsome men lost their way to the city and ended up being near the Shirai Ryu territories, Hanzo immediately ordered them to leave, He wasn’t kind to them but his daughter was. They left the place, but tomorrow, they secretly return to the temple to meet the girl (Harumi).

-Once she saw The tall blonde-haired guy and blue eyes again, she falls in love with him, Hanzo wasn’t aware that these men are back at his temple.

“What’s your name?” She sweetly asked, waiting for his reply.

“My name is Nathan Spencer,” He replied, he is a bit embarrassed, and he was blushing while she was sweetly looking at him, offering him a lovely smile.

“What a lovely name! Mines Harumi Rose~” she muttered in her sweet sultry voice.

“Thanks!” He awkwardly replied.

Both locked their eyes for moments, Before Hanzo passes by and spotted them at his temple gates, he furiously came and ordered them to leave or things will get bloody.

“Hey! Didn’t I tell you both to leave yesterday?” He growled at the two men, The two men ran away once they saw Hanzo holding his Tānto.

🌻After this incident Hanzo reprimanded his daughter, It ended with her being unable to leave the temple without his permission let alone being near the gates.

“Do NOT go near the gates again, Am I clear? Shōjo! (young lady)” He reprimanded his daughter.

“Very clear, Otōchan,” She told him, “Good girl,” He gently said, patting her head then left.

He left, and while walking he regretted reprimanding her with his harsh usual tone, But part of him wants to believe he did the right thing.

He doesn’t want to see his daughter heartbroken because that man had manipulated her only to take her virginity, So in his heart and mind, he did the right thing.

🌻Harumi listened to her father and started to be only inside the temple, she isn’t allowed to go near the gate as her father ordered her. can’t help but falling in love with Nathan, and how hard she fall in love with him

🌻She kept studying, Training, and painting in her free time. Which made her father proud and glad.

🌼In the end, she loves her dad, mother, and her brother, She loves them all, she loves her family and everything about them <3

🌻That’s all for Harumi Rose Called by her father {Shirai Ryu Princess}🌼

[fantasies-fairytales-n-fics]

Thranduil and Josie Pt. 143- Phantoms

Summary: Thranduil gets a surprising wake up call. Raven and Legolas get one as well. Josie reels in shame over the prior night's events. A countryside carriage ride begins. Bash finds something gruesome. Narcisse receives a gift. The warlock lord is summoned. He and Bash assess a dire situation. A misleading letter arrives.

*Warnings* language, angst, hangover, GRAPHIC depictions! death, sexual references

Stories Stories Stories Masterlist

December 3, 2022

Thranduil was up at the crack of dawn, awakened by the smell of breakfast seeping into the tent and the painful ache of his morning wood in which he scowled at and forced out of his mind for he was anxious to be on his way to Rivendell where he could truly relax with his needy member, and he had one particular destination in mind. His special secret place deep in the forest that he called Moonlight. How he longed for his bare skin to be submerged in the soothing crystal waters it held for much needed rejuvenation of his mind, body and soul.

He glanced over at a sleeping Raven whom he had ordered to sleep in his bed. He had planned to ravage her when they went to bed the prior evening but he had never touched her, for the desire had been lost after hearing your wish, so he slept as far as he could to the edge, facing away from the redhead who reminded him of you from the back. His mind had been plagued all night by Elrond's words and even Raven's about his real feelings and he hardly slept a wink.

As he sat up, his movement awoke Raven and she turned over, stretching and propping herself up on her elbow to look at him with her breasts exposed. Much smaller than yours, the King thought as he raised a brow at seeing Raven in the light for once. Just enough to fill his mouth but not his large greedy hands like yours did.

Forcing his misbehaving eyes from her bare necessities, his eyes reluctantly wandered up her copper strands, to her face. Thranduil was taken aback for a split second as he did not see Raven, but he in fact saw you, smiling your beautiful smile that formed on your cherry lips paired with your sleepy bedroom eyes that caused his membrum virile to twitch.

Thranduil sprung to his feet with a slight gasp and turned to you baring his entire unclad self.

"You...." he whispered as his eyes darted about your face.

"Well...it looks like someone is happy to see me."

Your face then disappeared as Raven's voice washed it away, her eyes wide, staring at his solid seeping cock.

His lips pursed and his eyes slitted as a hot puff of air flared out of his nose. "I thought I told you never to be of her image!"

"Wow. Now I know you still got it bad for my sister, for I have done no such thing. You can deny it all you like, but your cock is a big fat tattle tale."

Thranduil's neck stiffened straight up, more so than his member and just as long. He clamped his teeth so tight, ripples like earthquake waves could be seen in his jawline as he gave the dhampir a wicked glare.

"Get up and clothe yourself! It is time to prepare for our journey....and I desire for my boots to be cleansed of your regurgitation. Take them to the stream by the horses and do so."

As she stood up, instant nausea consumed her. Into the corner she ran to be sick.

"This again?? The silverbane is long gone from your system, so what is the excuse of this atrocity?"

Raven had to think fast, for now was not the time for the Elvenking to know she was with child, and possibly his....or even worse...Jareth's.

"Gimli...all those strange meets he cooked last night. Dwarves are so gross."

"Yes. They are." Thranduil agreed, turning to dress as a tiny curl of delight formed on the side of his lips at her statement.

On her way back from cleaning and primping the Elvenking's leather boots, Raven walked by Gimli, who was stirring some concoction in a pot over the fire that threatened her gag reflexes as the stinky smoke blew in her face.

"Would you like a bowl? This is the last of it." Gimli asked her to be polite.

"What...what is it? It smells like you do." she snarked with a crinkled up nose.

"You don't recognize a cauldron of boiling children? It is just to your liking." the dwarf quipped with a serious face.

"You disgusting little fuck!" she shouted with fiery eyes and kicked the pot over, then ran back to the tent as Gimli roared in laughter.

"Why is it there are tents here fit for Kings, but the food looks and smells of my vomit!" Raven griped as she handed the King his squeaky clean boots.

Thranduil was all dressed in his traveling attire, nibbling on some Lembas and washing it down with wine as he sat a bit angled with his legs crossed, for he was still in a bit of discomfort for ignoring his cock's morning call.

"You drink the vile blood of humans and yet complain of foul smelling food. Be useful. Place my boots upon my feet, then do something with your hair. A bird may want to nest in it."

"I do not see you consuming any of Gimli's stew...and for your information, I do not need blood to survive since I am part human. Normal edible food suffices just fine. Blood to me is just an addicting treat, like sweet wine is to you. You don't need it but you certainly crave it." She sarcastically explained as she tugged at Thranduil's thin unruly footwear, cursing under her breath.

"Adar. We are packed and ready to resume our journey to Imladris." Legolas informed as he stood in the tents open doorway with a quite noticeable look of disgust at Raven' s hands on his father.

"Very well." Thranduil said in exhilaration as he sprung up, then turned to Raven. "Eat some of the bread. You will need it for the long day's teetering travel on the horse. It will settle your stomach, for I do not desire your upheaval in the back of my hair."

"I...I am riding with you?"

"She is riding with you?" Legolas simulated in shock.

"That is where my queen would ride, is it not?"

"Your Queen??" Raven and Legolas simultaneously asked, both stunned.

"Has deafness become you this day?" Thranduil snarked at the both of them.

"Well...why am I riding on the back then if I am your Queen?" Raven asked with a raised brow. "A Queen rides in the front of her King, does she not?"

"She does, when it is official. That will be handled later."

Even then, Thranduil knew he would never place her in front of him. It was where you rode, which is why he did not want her there, for he knew that if he had to stare at the back of Ravens red hair, his mind would betray him with thoughts of you again, just as it had that morning...just as it had in the river. He had made Raven turn away for a reason and it was coming to the point where even that was not working.

"Adar...official? You cannot be..."

"Enough! The start of this day has already questioned me. No more. I will not be interrogated by my own son or Queen of my will."

"It is not your will!" Legolas snapped and walked out.

"Geez. Who pissed on his Lembas?" Raven muttered as she then followed an annoyed Thranduil out.

The morning sun shone in on your face, making you squint and moan in agony of your splitting headache. You gasped and sat up as coos of Leean sounded about the room. There sat Lola, holding her in a rocking chair and Narcisse was nowhere to be seen as your head whipped to the side of you where he had sat stroking your hair before you fell asleep.

"Good morning Josie. If you are looking for Lord Narcisse, he left you a note on the desk. He came and got us this morning."

You immediately held your arms out to your baby. "Can you bring her to me please, and a bottle of the water?"

As you held her, showering her with kisses and smiles, you fed her the bottle and then all the memories of last night came flooding back. What a fool you felt like and was glad Lola did not witness any of it....and Stephane, oh god. He was so right. You would have regretted it in the morning if you had slept with him in such a state of impairment.

"Lola...could you also bring me the note and a large glass of that water as well. My head feels like it's going to explode and the healing liquid will fix me right up."

You chugged it down as Leean's moonstone eyes watched you faithfully in curiosity. Within minutes, your head felt normal again, well, physically anyways and the horrible aftertaste in your mouth was gone too.

You laid Leean down beside you when she was finished with her bottle and then you opened the note.

"Good morning beautiful. I cannot wait to see you for our date. I will have a carriage waiting for us at 9 a.m., for I have a long day planned for us."

-Stephane

"Umm Lola?"

"Yes Miss?"

"What time is it?"

"It is 8 a.m my lad...Josie."

"Oh god!" you reeled as you flung out of bed in a panic.

"What is the matter Josie?"

"I'm late, or going to be for a very important date."

You cringed, knowing you just stupidly recited a line from Alice in Wonderland, a love of fairytales habit of yours.

"Will you make sure Leean is bathed?...I... I was going to do it myself but..."

"Miss...I have already given the little one a bath while you slept. Lord Narcisse asked me to make the morning easier for you."

There was that little one thing again. You did not want to think about Garrett today of all days, for you had a huge surprise for Narcisse and hoped the stableman did as you asked him to....and Stephane...caring about how you felt this morning because he knew you would be severely hungover, even after all you put him through the night prior. He really was an incredible man.

"Ok..Thank you so much. You're a godsend Lola."

You gave Leean a tickle and a kiss, then rushed off to the washroom for your own quick bath.

"Oh Josie! Be sure to dress warm today. It lightly snowed last night and the air has a chill."

You peeked back around the corner. "You're kidding?? It was just like, 60 degrees yesterday. Narcisse wasn't joking. This weather is all out of sorts for December."

Then again, everything was out of sorts since Thranduil left.

It was 8:45 and you were ready. You snuggled Leean a bit more, told her you loved her at least fifty times, then headed out with your stomach in knots, for you still felt so ashamed of last night's events.

The timing could not have been more perfect when you walked outside to see Stephane standing at the Kingly carriage, smiling like a King himself when he saw you.

"Queen Josephine...I see you received my note. You look as lovely as ever, my lady." he said as he bowed his head to you.

You had chosen a long coat with a fur neckline, but only because you knew it was faux fir because Narcisse would never allow such things in his realm.

"Thank you, Stephane. You look...quite handsome yourself."

You felt flushed as the memory of your make out session with him flashed through your mind, sending your stomach into some wild butterfly frenzy.

"Come. Let us be on our way and keep you warm."

Stephane reached his hand out and assisted you into the carriage, then he climbed in and the journey began.

"I have hot tea and a basket full of fruits, breads and cheeses for a morning snack to enjoy on your tour of the countryside. Later I will have a nice dinner prepared for you at my villa, since today is your actual birthday."

"You have thought of everything, haven't you?"

"So that all is perfect for you as you deserve the best."

He was definitely scoring points with you, but what he did last night scored the most when he didn't even score. Most men would have jumped at the chance for a roll in the hay and not have given a damn that you were highly inebriated....but Stephane did.

You opened the basket and snapped off a cluster of purple grapes, your favorite fruit besides cherries and watermelon, and began devouring them, for you were starving. Narcisse helped himself to some cheese and bread and you both ate in silence for some time. You weren't sure where to even begin, so you started with an apology.

"Stephane, I am so sorry for last night. I remember you telling me that it wasn't like me and you were right. I never do that. I feel so stupid."

He leaned forward and took your hand as he smiled. "We all have moments that are not our finest. That horrible fight we had just days ago. That wasn't like me either and I feel stupid as well for how I acted and I feel even worse for how I treated you. I understand your desire to apologize but it is not necessary. Jo, after all you have been through, it was bound to happen. One can only take so much pain before they fall to pieces. I am just glad I was there to pick them up."

"It wasn't like you because it was Catherine's black magic. Yes, that sure was me though. Big old humpty dumpty had a great fall. I could have had a literal one too if you hadn't saved me. God, did I really fly???"

"Like an eagle...just not as gracefully." Narcisse jested with a curled smirk.

"Ughhh....do you think I could do it again? I mean....would you help me? I...I don't even now how I made it happen."

"Your emotions, just as they make all your other powers work, such as the controlling the weather or healing the wounded such as myself."

"Or bringing Haldir back from the dead....Jesus, Stephane...this is so overwhelming. I even had a vision when I touched something."

"Well that is something new as well. What was it? What did you see?"

You had never even stopped to think about how you were going to explain that one without giving away what Garrett did to those two guards, but since they were both dead, what did you have to worry about? The fact you would have to lie to Narcisse is what you had to worry about, but you had to protect Garrett and prayed that Charles would keep his mouth shut, because he too was now lying to his father. You also worried if Arion himself would reveal your truth.

"Well...that is part of your surprise that I told you about. Can we stop by your villa first so I can use the lady's room before we venture out any further?"

"I would like to say we have had enough surprises to last us for quite some time, but...I will admit, I am very curious about what you have been up to, all for little ole me."

Back at the castle, Bash had been informed that two of the guards were missing and since Narcisse was out, he decided to go out to search for them with some other guards in the area they were last accounted for.

"Bash! Over here!" one of the guards shouted.

The deputy assistant rode over to them and dismounted his horse to find a small boat on the shore of a small river with clothes scattered about.

"I must warn you Bash, it is not a sight for the weak stomach."

The warlock's brow lifted in concern and made his way to the craft to find one of their guard and a woman laying inside of it, both unclothed and deceased, covered in blood....and both had their hearts ripped out.

Bash immediately recognized the man as the guard who fled after his drunken encounter with you in the dining hall, and the woman was a known harlot.

"Take care of this. Narcisse will want to assess their bodies. I am going to go locate him. Watch your backs. This looks like the mere sport of a vampire, done solely for the thrill of killing."

Narcisse knocked on the wall behind him to alert the driver to stop just outside of his villa.

"We are here my lady. Would you like me to refill the tea while we are here? Our trip will be at least two hours, for my lands reach far and wide." Stephane asked as he helped you out of the carriage, kissing your leather gloved hand.

"It won't be necessary. Your tea is one of the reasons we are stopping here in the first place." you giggled.

"One?"

You reached up and stroked his cheek as you smiled.

"Turn around."

Narcisse turned to see the stableman and a very happy Arion trotting up to him. His eyes widened as he blinked a few times to process what he was seeing, then he turned back to you with his mouth ajar and his eyes full of discernment over what you had done for him.

"I can't believe it...Arion!"

Narcisse went straight to his faithful companion, looking him all over with such joy and pure love as you stood with teary eyes to witness the happy reunion.

After a few shared head nuzzles between the two, Stephane came back to you wanting answers.

"H..how??"

"Well...when I went to your office to pick out a flower to wear in my hair, I saw the makeshift doll made of hay you told me about that was found in Claude's room. I don't know why, but I picked it up and when I did....I saw him. Arion. And I saw where he was. So...I went to the place, and...there he was. Alive and well. well, a bit weathered physically and sad, but all in all, he was alright."

Narcisse's brow arched as he looked at you with skepticism and you then knew the questions were coming.

"And that was it? You just found him and brought him back? Where was he?"

"Some place South of the castle in the forest. It was near a cliff that held a large round stone broken down dungeon."

Now his head tilted. "That is a good half hour away, at least on horse. Just how is it that you knew where to go by a vision when I know you have not been in that area before?"

"Well...umm...I kind of...asked Charles for assistance and he took me there."

Stephane began fidgeting with his ring like he always does when he is either trying to assess a problem, or when he is nervous. In this case, he knew you were holding something back.

"And? Arion was just there all alone, all this time? How was he being cared for, if at all? Surely if Catherine went to all the trouble to fake his death, she wouldn't have just left him there to rot."

'Well uh...I..I don't know what her plans were for Arion. I think she just wanted you to suffer by believing he was dead and that you had eaten him for your dinner that she served you."

"Jo...that does not answer my question. What are you hiding from me? Should I just go ask Charles, or better yet, Arion?"

"No...no. Stephane...."

You stopped and sighed. You were going to have to tell him about the guards, for he would eventually know they were missing....but you didn't have to tell him what happened to them.

Narcisse noticed your hesitance and walked closely up to you, taking your hands in his against his chest and peering straight down into your eyes as he sweetly spoke.

"Jo...after everything we have been through together...I think I have more than proven to you that you CAN trust me..."

You wanted to so bad, and you in fact did, but not when it came to Garrett, for you knew that if he knew Garrett was involved, he wouldn't be so lenient with him as he was that guard, solely because he was a vampire and a rival for your love.

"Ok...you're right. Stephane, I do trust you. I mean, how could I not after last night. You could have easily had your way with me and you didn't.'

"Then tell me what happened. All of it."

"There...there were two guards there. I don't know who they are. Once they saw Charles, they took off."

"Just like that? With no confrontation, for they obviously were in Catherine's pocket....and they certainly must have known you and my son would not remain quite...yet...you both did?"

"Because it was a surprise for you and if we had told you about..."

"Jo...stop. It's a bit insulting. You knew I would need and want to know of this immediately, for they are traitors."

"I'm sorry. I am not trying to insult you. it's just...well, they left...so I just wanted to get your horse back to the stables and get him the care he needed...and then all that stuff happened with the other guard and then it was time for the party...I guess I just got side tracked...I..planned on telling you all of it today when you saw Arion...and I have. Can that not be good enough for you? I...I brought your beloved horse back to you."

He sighed deeply and his eyes softened. "That you did and I will forever be grateful to you for that. Thank you Jo. You have healed a deep pain in my heart. In fact, you have done many things to my heart that boggles my mind. Do you recall that rare jewel I told you about that I had never experienced? That jewel is you."

That rare jewel was love that he spoke of. Did he just tell you in not so many words that he was in love with you?

Narcisse smiled and leaned down, placing his lips so tenderly upon yours.

His warm peppermint breath was so perfect in the cool crisp air, making you want more. Just as your mouths parted and began to join again, a guard came riding up, dressed in armor.

"My lord Narcisse. Your assistance is needed back at the castle. Bash and others have been looking for you."

Stephane saw the man was distressed. "What has happened?"

"I don't know. I just know that is of dire urgency pertaining to a missing guard."

Your heart sunk, wondering if they had found the one Garrett sent into a swan dive off the cliff, or the burnt remains of the other one.

"Is my brother alright??" Narcisse instantly asked.

"Bash is fine, but from what I have heard, the guard is not."

"Wait, what? Stephane...Sebastian is your brother??"

"One of them yes. The younger one."

"Ohh...I...I guess I am just surprised is all, that I did not know. I should have noticed the resemblance, especially of the eyes."

"Yes...well. I didn't think it was of any importance or I would have told you."

"Just like with Charles...Stephane...you know so much about me...I..I just want to know you too, even the littel things that you think are of no importance. You...are important to me."

He smiled so sweetly and kissed your hand. "I'll tell you what. I need to go handle this matter. You go inside my villa and wait for me. There are plenty of guards here. You will be safe. When I return, we can continue our trip and I will tell you anything about me you wish to know. Is that satisfactory? I will even check on Lola and Leean while I am there."

"O...ok...I..."

"Don't worry love...I won't be long."

He then turned to the driver and the assistant. "Take her inside. See to it she has all that she needs. I want my villa on lockdown until I know the details of what has happened....Jo, go with them."

You reluctantly let go of his hand as you did what he asked and walked back to the carriage. Narcisse, the guard and the stableman then all left with the horses.

"Bash...I came as quickly as I could. What has happened?" Narcisse inquired, slightly out of breath.

"Come...I'll show you."

Narcisse followed Bash and two other guards down to the a sealed off dungeon room used solely as a morgue to store the dead until they were inspected and released to be buried or burned. The odor was anything but pleasant, prompting Stephane to hold a cloth over his nose upon entry.

"I found them in a boat, naked, on the small inlet at the bottom of the drop. Their hearts have been ripped out of their chests." Bash explained.

"No other wounds?"

"None that I could see. I knew you would like to look them over yourself in case I have missed something. Also...I was just informed before you arrived that another body was found at the top of the drop, burnt to ash. It is unclear who it is....and two other guards are missing as well."

Narcisse was quiet as he moved to the edge of the stairs and looked down at the rotting bodies, then he threw a torch down to the floor so he could see. As his eyes scoured the lit up faces, he immediately could confirm seeing the warlock who confronted you in the hall and had fled to avoid Narcisse's wrath.

"I thought you said they were unclothed?"

"They were. Their clothes were there, so...I..."

"You had them dressed?"

"Well, yes. To be respectful."

"Respectful? Do you know what he had done to the Queen?"

"I do. I just..."

"Never mind little brother. I want this entire castle on lockdown until we locate the one or ones responsible for this atrocity. You say it was near the drop...how very interesting."

"Yes...Why's that?"

"What we have here is a monster who likes games. That woman is a well know street walker, but harmless otherwise. She had no enemies. Having their hearts torn from their chests with no other wounds is purely a message from someone evil, a warning even, to show their power and lack of fear. The hearts were a trophy. I also know that there were two guards in that area recently that I know were up to no good and now you say two are missing. It has also come to my attention that a certain vampire has suddenly disappeared from this area with no explanation. A vampire that is solely known for seeking out the bad apples for his meals. A vampire that was once accused of the Lake-town slaughter and maybe that wasn't so far fetched after all."

"I thought the same thing, but vampires don't waste their food, nor leave it as evidence. What about Harker? He was here not long ago."

"As I said, this wasn't a meal, but an act of vengeance for whatever reason...and I think I may know what that reason is. Harker won't be ruled out, for this is very much his style. I know what he is after but right now, I want King Garrett Lee found and brought to me alive for questioning, for things don't quite add up where he is concerned. If you come across Harker, bring him in too. This could also be merely a distraction of Jareth's for a greater purpose, that being of that wretched book. The situation is an equivocal nature indeed. I must get back to my villa to protect the Queen, but first, I must inform Haldir and have him remain here with Leean and Lola. I cannot risk taking them out in the open. Have you seen him?"

"Yes...he was last with the child and Lola."

"And Catherine? She is still secured with no issues?"

"Yes. I checked her only moments ago."

"Good. I will be questioning her myself soon enough. Do not speak any of this to her. Now find me those two missing guards. They will have the answers we seek, if they are still alive.....and watch your back as well brother, and my son's."

"Lord Narcisse." Another guard called to him as he came in.

"What is it?"

"A letter has been left addressed to you, marked urgent."

"Very well. Bash, let us go see what this entails, for I cannot fathom the stench in here any longer."

Stephane went outside for fresh air as he read the anonymous letter, but he knew exactly who it was from due to the information provided within it.

"Coward..." he muttered as he crunched it in his hand.

"What did it say? Who is it from?" Bash desperately asked.

"I now know one of the missing guards is alive as I believe this to be from him, I know his scent...and according to this, the other missing guard is the burnt remains that was found. It would seem I was correct after all. We have a vampire breech. I want Garrett found now!"

@redeemer46

[anab-starr]

Oh no... I just Kill Bill'd my Durge's head canon.

It's all in my head and I wanna draw it out. Pregnant Durge! Daddy Gortash! Slightly anxious/jaded Grampy Ketheric!! Oh no, I have it planned out now.

Oona never enjoyed murder, but she worshipped her father Bhaal faithfully because she gave up resisting the Dark Urge long ago. She and Gortash came up with the Absolute plot because she had no desire to live, and in the end when she had all that power she'd put an end to this miserable world and her with it.

Then she fell for Gort. And then...

Beebee happened.

Aaaaah! All her plans, her sadness, her desire for death, GONE when her maternal instincts slipped in. She wasn't Helena. She would never create a lamb for Him to claim. This baby would be hers and she needed to make sure it would have a world with living in.

Gortash was nervous at first since he didn't have the greatest upbringing, but Oona assured him she would never mistreat their offspring. However, Gortash didn't change his plans for the Crown of Karsus. Now he wanted to rule over Toril more than ever. For the first time in years, Oona found herself afraid. She needed to end this.

And so Oona went to Moonlight Towers and approached Ketheric, heavy with child. Despite his own corruption she thought he might understand because of how hard he'd been working to bring back his own daughter. She stood in the throne room and said this all has to stop. They yelled and argued until he finally dragged her somewhere private and in a moment of long forgotten fatherly concern, asked her for the real reason behind the change of heart.

Oona told him about how she was afraid of telling Gortash she didn't want any of this now. She wants her child safe. Maybe Gortash would reconsider with Ketheric's support, too. She knew they all planned to betray each other for their patron Gods but she needed to put Beebee first and Ketheric needed to put Isobel first, too. She begged for his help. He almost considered it.

Orin and Balthazar overheard and together they plotted to shut Oona up. Orin lured her to the illithid colony and mauled her nearly to death, tadpole'd her. Cut Beebee out and gifted it to Balthazar.

She doesn't know that Ketheric discovered Beebee and secreted her to Gortash. His last good deed. Orin thinks it's dead and Gortash keeps her hidden while they work their Absolute plans.

Oona has no idea she was ever pregnant...until act 3!

IS THIS A GOOD HEADCANON OR A DUMB ONE!?!? I don't know. I kinda like it! Am I the only one who's Kill Bill'd their Durge? Not sure how old Beebee would be by the time the gang makes it to Baldur's Gate but I like the idea that when Oona goes to kill Gortash, he reveals the adorable half elf toddler they made together and suggests she reconsider her stance on this whole thing.

[linagram]

[linagram characters' vocals ranked from best to worst]

huge thanks to my friend for reminding me to do this, i was meaning to, but then. uni.

so yeah, you know how milgram didn't actually just get ten (eleven, if you count es) people who are not only murderers, but are also good at singing and their real vocals may not actually be that good (for example, mahiru)?

yeah, so here's a ranking of how good everyone's real vocals are to how. bad they are.

1. naomi (has a surprisingly pretty and calming voice, though she rarely sings. her younger sister is pretty good at singing as well, so maybe it's a genetics-related thing in some way. she stopped singing at all after her father had said that her voice is perfect for singing lullabies and since she's not interested in becoming a mother at all.. yeah.)

2. kei (his vocals are definitely not for everyone, but THE RANGE HE HAS?? he can easily go from a very high-pitched and feminine-sounding voice (he's also really good at sounding like a child) to a very low-pitched and scary voice in a minute. when his friends heard him sing for the first time, they couldn't believe just how good he was and joked about him "stealing their girlfriends" because of how talented he is. he doesn't know why he's so good at it and just thinks it's because all sanadas are creative in some way.)

3. aimi (just like naomi, has a very soft voice, though hers sounds more "cute". some of her family members have joked about her having the talent and the looks to become an idol, but aimi isn't really interested in that. she's not interested in having fans, she just wants to have friends.)

4. riku ("he's in a band, why is he not the best one" honestly.. i don't imagine his voice being THE best one? i certainly think riku's voice would be very powerful and he would have a wide range, but it's not always that pleasant to listen to. i imagine his vocals being good, but not.. unique, you know? he's very insecure about it too and it doesn't help that he has some problems with his throat, so he has to be very careful. i also imagine him to be a better songwriter and a guitarist rather than a vocalist.)

5. yurika (just like kei, she can easily change her voice and it's surprisingly strong, so yeah, she can still definitely handle a song like meme. however, she's lower than riku because her voice is a little.. like, again, i don't think people would enjoy listening to her real voice that much. her real singing literally sounds like screaming sometimes.)

6. eiko (not particularly good, but not particularly bad. her vocals are not that special, but she's also not as bad as the prisoners below. she doesn't really care about that though, since she's not interested in singing anyway. however, she's confident enough to assume eiji will like her voice in her first vd, so yeah, queen behavior.)

7. reina (her voice is way too high-pitched so when she starts singing, it sounds like a crying child.)

8. asahi (WHAT ARE YOU EXPECTING FROM A 12 YEAR OLD.)

9. akio (can't sing to save his life. arata loves to make fun of him for that)

10. shun (shun.)

it's a bit hard to talk about the guards' vocals, but surprisingly, hiyuu is actually the most musically gifted out of all of them. just like kei's voice, his voice is not for everyone and it's very quiet and whispery, but he has the most experience with singing and music in general out of all three. he would most likely be between riku and yurika.

miki comes second, i think she would have the potential, but because of how much of an anxious wreck this girl is, her voice wouldn't be that strong and it would be hard for her to sing fast-paced songs or songs that require more powerful vocals. it would be hard for her to sing certain notes too and she doesn't have much experience, so i think she'd be somewhere between yurika and eiko.

eiji. oh, eiji. i actually think his "milgram" vocals would be SO GOOD, like i just know his cover of animal with the amane cover instrumental would sound amazing, but in real life.. he's not that good at singing. yeah, he's terrible actually. most of the time he can't sing even one line because he just goes "UGH THIS IS STUPID" and leaves. which is a shame because sanadas love going to karaoke, so kei kinda forces him to sing at least something. he'd be somewhere between akio and shun. asahi point and laugh at him.

[conkreetmonkey]

Girl went through that AWKWARD awkward puberty. I can't even read the text, so it's hard to decipher canonicity or intent, but consider:

1. The 3 distinct poses seem to be representing 3 "potential" teenage personalities, perhaps? One confident, sassy, playfully aggressive, about what you'd expect from a high-ranking yet young member of the Octarian military. One nerdy in a real anime way, that sleek and refined "heh, that's where you're wrong" *pushes up glasses and they spling* way, makes sense given her greatest-mind-of-a-generation status but not given her shyness. Finally, we have a third who looks very, very shy and awkward (typical teenager ngl), arms awkwardly either attempting to cross or hiding her chest (embarrassed by the recent effects of puberty, perhaps?), eyes down, back slouched. Makes sense for a Marina without her Pearl to hype her up or the Inkantation to give her that spark of freedom.

2. Like, let's talk about the third (rightmost) marina on the bottom. All 3 of them are scrawny, spindly little twigs, but this one seems embarrassed about it, specifically her chest. Above them, we have seemingly older pre-canon marinas, in possession of "assets" closer to the ones we know her to have by Splatoon 2, in varying degrees. She still looks pretty slender in the splatling image (and btw, keyboard ammo belt! adorable!), although I suppose this is a context where a sports bra would be justified (not that Nintendo has ever given a rat's ass about the practicality of Octoling outfits though, lmao. Nogami I assure you the skintight leather miniskirt and 6-inch metal-soled heels are crucial to their effectiveness in combat). Look at the ass up one. "Everyone is so mean 2 me." Lmao.

GIVEN these facts, I think I can construct a rough headcanon as to Marina's early life:

● Happy baby/toddler

● Early childhood remains largely unknown. Hard to say if she'd more prosper or suffer from her autism (if you don't think she's autistic get out of my house she literally has special interests). Def a "gifted child."

● At some point, puberty hits her like a freight train. A growth spurt or spurts leaves her a lanky, awkward beanpole. At this point, she either has one of these personalities, or goes through them all in order as she "finds herself" and experiences the newfound emotional complexity of adolescence (aka phases). I'm going to go with the latter because it's more interesting: at first she goes through a phase of classic Octoleet confidence and spunk, then a hyperintelligent-in-an-anime-way type phase, perhaps being diagnosed glasses and later swapping them out for contacts, or just wearing them because they make her look smart. Both have pros in terms of characterization... going with the former, will expand on it.

● Finally, after trying on both of the stereotypical personalities she feels she's "supposed to have" as gathered from cultural osmosis and media, the facades fall away as she realizes neither the "strong and confident Octoleet" nor the "extremely intelligent characters from manga and anime" archetypes fit her. She becomes anxious, shy and awkward in that classic teenager way, and swaps out her glasses for contacts as part of a newfound insecurity over her appearance, probably always there but hidden beneath the facades.

● At some point, military training begins. Her simple unarmoured outfit seems to imply she's not out in the field and merely training, yet her custom weapon seems to imply she's excelling enough at it to be given or allowed such a thing. At this point, her teenage lankiness begins to fade; her arms appear slightly more muscular, and she's become noticeably but still just slightly curvier. This, I imagine, is due to a combination of the physical training and diet she'd likely undergo as a young recruit in training, as well as just time passing and her growth slowing. She's doing hundreds of pushups daily and eating well, and her body is no longer putting every scrap of energy into height (and like keep in mind she is really tall, so it makes sense she was so thin after all that growing), so she begins to "fill out" and more resemble the Marina we know.

● At some point after this, her genius status is recognized by higher tiers of the Octarian government. She graduates school very early and with ease, and becomes a military field engineer close to Octavio in her mid teens. She grows up into the autistic black lesbian baddie we all know and love. Then she attends that one "concert," hears the Inkantation, and the rest is history.

Also, one last thing: BABY OCTOLINGS LOOK LIKE BABY INKLINGS. THEY ARE NOT TENTACLE CUTTINGS. OH MY GOD, ANOTHER PIECE OF THE OCTOLING REPRODUCTION PUZZLE REVEALED.

Teen Marina

I know I said that I shouldn't post more of the artworks from Bancala Walker

but this is very VERY important

SMOL MARINA!

[mrslilyrogers]

All I have to do is Dream Part 3

Pairing: Steve x Reader, Telepath! Reader (X-men reader)

Summary: It’s been five years since the snap. You and Steve are stuck at an impasse. You want a family, he doesn’t. He says he’s moved on but has he really? With your doubts growing, you consider risking his trust and use your powers on him to get your answers once and for all.

Author’s notes: This is late and not as long as I hoped it would be but hope you all enjoy! There might be one more part left to this series and maybe an epilogue. 

Eight voicemails and twelve messages. Eight voicemails and twelve messages from the person you wanted to talk to the most. Everyday for the past few weeks since you left, he called. And everyday your hands itched to reach out and call back but you stopped yourself. 

“I love her!” 

His voice echoed in your head. Enough was enough. Your fingers kneaded your temples, trying to alleviate the headache forming there. It didn’t help that there was a dark gnawing feeling in your gut, something was wrong. You knew it. A sixth sense, if you will. It happened the first time your powers manifested. You had been eight then, in front of the television with your dad when suddenly, your heart started to beat faster, your breaths coming in short pants, and your forehead dotted in sweats; a strong sense of foreboding crept under your skin and ever since then, life had never been the same. 

That night, you slept in a restless slumber; trapped under a heavy spell while you watched your father as a young boy. You had no idea how you knew the man who carried you over his shoulders, who seemed so strong and indestructible to your child’s eyes, was this same little boy you watched. You couldn’t understand it, you were dreaming but it was so real. Every detail as crisp as if you had been there and witnessed it. It wasn’t long before it all changed, everything before you cast in a darker shade, the people around you in black, sliding apologetic glances towards the somber boy standing in between his grandparents. You started to break out in a cold sweat, you were at a funeral. The boy’s parents, your father’s parents, just died. You ran, screaming, your heart racing, trying to find a way to get out. You couldn’t stay here, you couldn’t. But the more frantic you became, the more everything jumbled, bringing out his worst fears and nightmares and all you could do was scream, helpless and trapped. 

Oddly enough, that was how you felt now. Despite leaving Steve for the sake of the both of you, you were trapped, helpless to the niggling thought at the back of your mind that something was about to go horribly wrong. You tried to remember everything Xavier Institute has taught you, you were a telepath and with it came a natural intuition you couldn’t ignore. A heightened sense of empathy and awareness. 

You understood people even when they barely gave you a chance to be understood. You still remembered all those times people ran away from you. Those you considered your closest friends, even your teachers, treated you as if you were the plague. Their thoughts filled with dread and terror while you desperately tried to explain yourself but the more agitated you became, the more you lost control. It gave you no other choice but to distance yourself from them, getting homeschooled and keeping to yourself as much as you could. Your father tried his best, you knew he did but he could never look at you the same way. You didn’t have to get into his head to hear his cries at night, worrying and wondering where he went wrong.

It wasn’t long before Professor X found you and invited you to join his school for the gifted. School for the gifted. There was a time you couldn’t say that without a roll to your eyes, how could it have been a gift when all it ever caused you was sorrow? The day it was finally time for you to leave the only home you’ve ever known, your father’s relief was palpable in the air. He never gave voice to it and instead promised to visit as often as he could but even then, you knew he wouldn’t have been able to keep up. He visited you less and less as time went on until your relationship was reduced to a couple of phone calls barely lasting five minutes long. 

That was why you learned never to get too close. You owed to the X-Men who you were today. They had given you a place to call home, somewhere to belong to. For all the years you spent at the institute, they were nothing but kind to you, encouraging you, helping you hone your abilities and to cope with the loss of your former life. They gave you a fresh start, a new family and it should’ve been enough and in some ways, it is. But there was always a part of yourself you couldn’t give no matter how hard you tried and so the moment you could leave, you left. You wandered on your own, occasionally coming back to visit and catch up before leaving again, never planting any roots. That was the way you wanted it, that way you could never get hurt. 

Until Steve.

He instantly broke down your defenses and what was supposed to be a one-timer mission turned longer than you would’ve ever dreamed. You would’ve been lying if you said you didn’t stay with the Avengers because of him. The truth was as much as staying with them was fulfilling, there was a part of him that called out to you. You understood him, a man out of his time. Out of place. All you’ve ever felt your whole life. His loneliness drew you to him like a moth to a flame. He never showed it, too proud to admit it to himself but you knew it the instant you met him. He was untethered, burdened to continue on in a world he didn’t belong in. Your heart ached for him, for a man so lost that he only ever felt alive when he was at war. You tried to help him see the world with color again. “Ironic, coming from you,” you thought to yourself. But the more time you spent with him, the more your cynicism chipped away bit by bit until you became closer to the person you were before your abilities. Free to dream and love as you should’ve been. It was as if you needed him as much as he needed you. 

“Would you like a refill for that, honey?” the kindly old waitress asked, jerking you out of your reverie, her wrinkled face etched into a pitying smile. You shook your head and gave her your thanks, the dread in your chest intensifying once more. 

Look at where you are now, back to square one. 

You huffed at the tiny voice inside your head. She was right. Here you were, sat on a dingy couch at a diner in the middle of nowhere running from the people you loved the most. You looked at your phone again, the gnawing feeling in the pit of your stomach screaming at you to do something. You should at least call Nat, you thought to yourself. You’d been planning to call her anyway even though you always chickened out. That seemed the safest thing to do for your sanity, make sure they were alright then you’d be on your merry way again. It was the only way to calm your racing heart, to get rid of that sense of foreboding creeping up at you and pulling you down. You could just be anxious, right? Guilt and shame of leaving plaguing you before you could truly move on. After that phone call, everything will be put back to rights. You’ll feel better, you keep telling yourself. Only your mind wouldn’t listen. 

The ringing on the other end of the line kept you on edge and when Nat’s worried voice greeted you, you let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. 

“Y/N! Where the hell have you been? Steve has been looking everywhere for you! Do you know how worried we’ve been?”

You could hear the hurt in her tone and your heart broke at how you’d left things with your friend, completely forgetting about how she’d react when you impulsively decided to run away. But they were safe. At least, they were safe. Tears pricked at your eyes, you had no idea just how desperate you’ve become to hear her voice on the line, to know that nothing had happened in your absence and the stress of these past few weeks have just been taking its toll.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Nat--” you broke off, your voice cracking from trying not to cry. 

“I shouldn’t have left the way I did but it was just too much, I had to leave. I couldn’t stay, not after everything that happened,” you continued, sniffing through it, willing yourself not to break down to your best friend on the phone in the middle of a busy diner.

“I know, sweetie. Steve told me all about it.” She sighed, sounding tired, before continuing, “You know I will never pick any sides right? I’ll support whatever you decide.” 

“Thanks, Nat. I knew you would, I never doubted you. It’s just… it’s been a lot to take in and I can’t… I don’t know how to face him if…” you trailed off, not having the courage to continue what you knew all along. It was one thing to admit it to yourself but another to say it out loud to another person. It made it more real. More final. You picked at the hem of your shirt, shaking your head. It was as if Nat knew what you were thinking, she gave another sigh on the other end of the line.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to talk about it now. But Y/N, he really does love you. He hasn’t been the same since you left and--” she immediately cut herself off as if she was about to say something she shouldn’t. You didn’t miss her sharp intake of breath before she continued, “You should really talk to him, Y/N.” 

“Nat, what’s going on? Are you guys alright?”

You felt goosebumps on your flesh. Rubbing your free hand on your thigh, you tried to calm your racing nerves.

“No, no, we’re fine. Don’t worry--” she replied instantaneously, reassuring you but before she could continue, you cut her off, relief washing over you. 

“Good. That’s good. Cause for a while there, I thought you were gonna say something crazy. I’ve just been having this weird feeling that something big is going to happen. But I’m probably just being anxious. Sorry, what were you saying?” 

“You really do have that scary clairvoyant thing going on sometimes,” you heard her laugh at you, teasing, but before you could say anything else, she turned serious, 

“Y/N, we’re gonna try to bring everyone back,” her voice was filled with hope and determination that it made you pause, your brain struggling to keep up. 

What? Did you hear her right? 

She started to explain their plan but your mind was already spinning. You immediately left the booth, slapping a ten dollar bill on the table. Your frantic steps heading into the direction of your car parked outside.

“Nat, Nat, hold on. What do you mean you’re leaving? Traveling through time? Is that even possible?” You slammed the door on your car, your voice hushed as if scared to even wonder, heart beating rapidly in your chest. 

If she really meant what you think she meant then they were all going to risk their lives for an attempt to bring everyone back. But who knew if it would even work? What if they got lost? What if they never came back? You didn’t give yourself a moment to hope. This was too dangerous. Too quick and impulsive. You needed to talk to Steve.

Before Nat could reply, you heard him call her in the background, his voice authoritative and resolute. They were ready. They were going to leave now. 

“Nat, let me talk to him,” you heard yourself say without preamble. There was no need to think it through, it didn’t matter if he hated you, if he wanted nothing to do with you, you just had to talk to him. 

“Who’s that?” You could hear him ask in the background, his voice far, his footsteps approaching. 

The moment he realized who was on the other line, the moment he saw your picture flash on his friend’s screen, his hand shot out frantically for it, scared you’d leave before he even got a chance to hear your voice. 

“Y/N?” he asked softly, worried you might suddenly end the call. You could almost see the look on his face, eyebrows furrowed, eyes searching and concerned. 

“Steve,” All the emotions you felt carried out in a single name. Regret, shame, longing. That was all it took before you broke down into tears. If you hadn’t called Nat, if you had let even one more day pass by, your last fight could’ve been the last time you ever saw him. 

“Is everything alright? What happened? Are you okay?” he was suddenly alert, voice booming with concern and just a little bit of panic. 

“No, I’m fine, I’m fine. Nat told me everything. Are you leaving already? What’s going on?” you managed to choke out, trying to regain as much composure as you can. You heard him let out a sigh of relief on the other end. 

“Oh, doll. Don’t worry about us. It’ll be alright. We’ve got it under control, I promise,” he sounded so sure of himself, his voice so soothing, almost as if he were caressing your back like he usually does to reassure you. You heard his footsteps again and the closing of a door, you assumed he looked for a place more private, quiet. This time, you wouldn’t easily let up. 

“You can’t promise that, Steve. Let me come with you,” you pleaded, exasperation in your tone. You surprised even yourself, your hands already frantically moving to drive.  You had no idea what came over you, had no idea what you were even really getting into. All you knew was that no matter where you stood in your relationship, you’ve been through so much together, you couldn’t let him face this alone. 

“No. Absolutely not. It’s too dangerous, Y/N. Just stay where you are and I’ll come find you when all this is over,” his voice brooked no argument. You could already tell how he looked like, his head shaking vehemently, feet braced apart, eyes flashing with determination. 

“Steve--” you started, voice rising in return but he immediately cut you off. 

“Y/N, listen to me. I don’t have much time but please, just this once, promise me you’ll stay where you are. Keep yourself safe until I come find you--”

“No way am I--” you spoke over him, your patience wearing thin, panic rising in your throat. 

“Y/N, let me finish. Doll, I don’t have much time. We’ve already ran simulations and this works. We’re gonna get them all back but I can’t do that if I think you’re in trouble so please, baby, just promise me you’ll stay put. It’ll only be a minute for you. Just stay where you are, please. I can’t lose you, love.” his voice verged on desperation, making you pause. 

“I know I’ve said some things I can’t take back and god, do I fucking regret them every single day since you left but I love you. And if this fails and I don’t come back, I need to know you’re at least safe. I need you to promise me that,”

“Steve, don’t… don’t talk like that,” you shook your head, not acknowledging what he was saying. This was unfair. Steve was never one to be pessimistic, he never showed any vulnerability before a mission and the fact that he did now made your heart ache. He had one goal and one goal only, he wanted to right what he perceived to be his wrong. He was going into this fully prepared to give his life to get everyone back. But for you, the stakes were too high. Who knew the dangers of what the past held? What if something happens that would keep him there? 

“Love, please. We’re leaving soon,”

You let out a huge breath. “Just promise me you’ll be back?” 

You could almost hear the smile on his face, could almost see his shoulders sag with relief. 

“Then promise me, you’d stop driving while on the phone,” he joked, trying to make light of the situation. He knew how you could get when you excessively worried about him. He didn’t even realize how much he loved it until now that your fussing was reduced to a phone call. 

“Steve, I mean it,” you warned seriously. 

“When have I ever backed down from a fight? And this is just an extraction mission. I’ll be back before you know it, I promise,” his voice sounded so calming, you almost believed it. 

Despite his downplaying, you knew the risks. Time travel? Who could even say they’ve thought this would be possible even in their wildest dreams?

“I’ve gotta go, sweetheart. I love you. I’ll come to you as soon as all this is over,” you heard the scuffle of feet in the background, heard F.R.I.D.A.Y calling out to him, and suddenly, you didn’t have enough time. You had so much to say, so much to apologize for.

“Steve, wait--” you started desperately, ready to beg for forgiveness. 

“Don’t.” he cut you off quickly as if already knowing the direction you were heading in. 

“There’s no need, doll. I love you, we’ll make this work. I promise, I’ll do everything I can to make it work,”

He sounded so sincere, so forgiving that it made your lips tremble into a soft smile.

“I love you too, Steve. I’ll see you guys in a minute,” you replied, trying to sound as lighthearted as you could when you heard Nat scream it to you in the background. You didn’t want to psyche him out with your worry. This was the mission of his lifetime, everyone depended on him. 

You tried to ignore the heavy feeling in your gut, the fear crawling up your veins. 

Something is about to go wrong. 

Steve chuckled, finally feeling a weight being lifted off his chest, finally able to hope again. This was the future he looked forward to. 

“We’ll see you in a minute, baby,”  

You hoped to God you would. 

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Author’s notes: This was tough to write since everything happens through a phone call. I tried to capture the tension of the situation through that and hope I did. As always, let me know what you think! Thanks for reading! 

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hello, excuse me if this makes you uncomfortable but my birthday is September 14 and I have very few friends and therefore I did not receive congratulations or gifts, could I please ask for something with drarry and scorbus? something like Harry and his children living in the manor anda Lucius and Narcissa still alive, I know it's out of your comfort zone and if you can't or don't want to then sorry for the inconvenience🥺😖

Scorbus

Hello friends, First thing- Happy birthday to the nonnie who requested this. Second thing- Yes! For your birthday and for the other lovelies who have requested Scorbus, I will write one (1) Scorbus fic. I will do my best but I've got to be honest- I don't have any real feelings about Scorbus (I don't read much of it and didn't enjoy The Cursed Child). So we'll have to see how it turns out.

cw: talks about hospice care and future death (not of a main character- we're talking about Lucius, no death will take place in the fic) without further ado, here's the best take I can give you. <3

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"But Daaad," Albus whined, "I don't want to go!"

"I know, bud," Harry replied, instantly regretting calling his 15-year-old 'bud', as he helped Lily find her bag.

James came in and flopped on Albus' bed, "It's just because he-"

"Shut up!" Albus shrieked, pouncing on him and smothering him with a pillow.

"Boys-" Harry started even as the boys started screaming and wrestling and Lily started to cry about not being able to find something. "Enough!" he shouted, casting a shield charm between the boys. "All of you," he said, "Let's just take a breath."

"But-" multiple voices rang out.

"No buts," he interrupted. "Deep breaths. Right now."

(Read more below the cut)

Everyone glared at him but at least they stopped talking.

"Okay," he said, "James, please stop intentionally trying to bother your brother."

Albus stuck his tongue out at him.

"Al, please finish packing. Lily, your straightener is in the bathroom under the sink."

They let out a collective groan.

"Look guys," he said. "I know. I know it's hard when I have to go to work. I know being in a house where someone is about to die is difficult. But Draco is a good friend and if I can help Lucius pass on, I need to do it. Okay?"

All of his children nodded sullenly.

"Besides," he added, "The manor is huge. You won't even have to see Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. And," he said, smiling at Albus, "Scorpius will be there. I'm sure he'll be glad to have a friend, yeah?"

Albus rolled his eyes and just muttered, "Can you get out so I can pack, please?"

With a sigh, Harry nodded and left, thinking for the thousandth time that single parenting was really fucking hard.

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He hadn't expected this to be his life. Harry had expected that he'd join the aurors or that he'd go on to be a quidditch player.

Working as a hospice care healer had never been in the plans. But there was no denying that he was good at it; he wasn't grossed out by all of the ways that bodies failed as a person began the process of dying. He didn't mind the late nights and early mornings. He actually usually enjoyed listening to stories from his patient as they reflected on their lives. And death didn't bother him. He'd spent nearly twenty years in this profession, he was good at his job, and he liked it.

Still, as he stood looking at the Manor, nerves that he hadn't felt in years settled in. He couldn't be sure if it was because the Manor still gave him the creeps all these years later, if it was because it was Lucius Malfoy and they'd never had the best of relationships, if it was because he was anxious about how Draco would handle his father's death, or something else entirely.

"Let's go," Albus snapped, impatient and anxious.

He nodded once and stepped up onto the top step and rang the door bell.

Draco opened the door, looking exhausted.

"Hey," Harry said softly, aching to hold him, to take him into his arms and hide him away from the rest of the world and all that was happening to him.

But they didn't do that. Not in public, not where anyone could see them including their families. Maybe especially their families. "Hi," Draco replied and Harry knew he was wishing for the same thing. "Thanks for coming."

"Of course," he said because there hadn't really ever been a choice. He loved Draco and he would do anything that would help make this easier. "Let me just get these guys settled in and I'll check in with your dad, okay?"

He nodded, "I have you guys set up in the West wing," he said as he started inside, "I know this is probably not the way you were hoping to spend your summer hols-" Draco started.

"It's okay," Lily said, falling into step beside Draco. "I'm sorry about your dad," she added.

"Thank you," he replied.

And Harry smiled, if nothing else, he and Ginny still agreed it was important to raise their kids to practice kindness.

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It was a long day. The first day at a new job almost always was, lots of intake paperwork, lots of working to make sure they had all their doses right in order to keep their patient comfortable, and inevitably lots of input from the patient's family.

By the time Harry had gotten everything set up and diagnostic spells and alerts in place, Lucius was sleeping comfortably in the hospice bed, Narcissa on the cot beside him.

Only Draco remained awake, watching Harry work from the sofa in the corner.

When he finished he nodded to the door and Draco followed him out. "You okay?" he asked softly once the door closed.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" he whispered.

"Yeah, love," he replied, giving Draco's hand a quick squeeze. "Of course."

Draco nodded once and led the way through the halls to a different wing entirely. He opened the last door on the left and let Harry in first.

Harry looked around curiously. He'd obviously seen Draco's room in his own home but not the room he occupied when he stayed at the Manor.

"It's actually not the room I stayed in as a child," Draco informed him as he made his way to the drawers to pull out two pairs of pajamas. "It gave me nightmares," he said, "after everything in this awful house."

He hummed, "It must be hard," he said gently, slipping into the comfortable clothes Draco had tossed him. "A lot of trauma wrapped up in an already challenging event." He folded down the covers and climbed in, making a space for Draco so he could curl up in front of him.

"Harry?" he asked once he'd settled back against him and pulled Harry's arm snug around his waist.

He hummed, pressing a kiss to the smooth, soft skin of Draco's neck.

"Do you think you might want to tell our families about us?"

Harry froze, "Do you think you might want to tell our families?" he asked.

"I asked first."

"Personally," Harry said, "Yes. I would like that. I don't like keeping things from my kids and you're," he swallowed. It was silly to be nervous, he'd said this before, but he couldn't help the surge of adrenaline. "I love you, Draco. You're important to me. But the real question is do you want to tell them? You dad-"

"My father is a bigoted arse," he snapped. "And yes he is dying but Harry you make me so happy and I just," he sighed. "I don't want to keep it a secret anymore. If he hates it, he hates it but I don't want him to go from this life thinking that he got to control mine."

Harry didn't quite know what to say.

"I'm awful. I know. I-"

"Draco," he said, squeezing him a little tighter, "I wasn't judging you. I don't think you're awful. Grief and death affect us all differently. If that's what you want, let's do it."

"Let's tell our kids first."

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Harry called a family meeting the next day after he'd check on Lucius and they'd done a bit of exercise and gone for a walk.

In retrospect, this might not have been the best thing to call it. Family meeting had never had the best associations and the last one they'd had was to tell the kids that he and Ginny were getting a divorce.

His kids were cagey, Scorpius was withdrawn, and Draco was honestly a bit erratic.

"Okay," he said, smiling at the room, only Lily smiled back. "So we," he said pointing back and forth between him and Draco, "have some news."

"Oh Salazar, please no," Albus whispered.

Harry gave him the look the one every parent had perfected by the time their child was three. "It's good news," Harry said.

"We're together," Draco blurted.

James barely looked up from his book as he said, "Called it."

Lily said "Like together-together?"

And Albus promptly burst into tears, fleeing the room.

"Albus!" Scorpius shouted, jumping up and chasing after him.

Harry and Draco looked at each other. "Maybe he thought that Ginny and I would get back together someday?"

James rolled his eyes, "That's not it. He and Scorpius are like," he waved a careless hand, "a thing."

Draco's eyes widened.

"Oh," Harry said. "And no one could have said something about this before?"

James shrugged, turning the page, "I tried to say something yesterday and you told me to shut up."

"I did not use those words," Harry said.

"Yeah, but that's what you meant."

Harry opened his mouth to argue, he was careful about his words, never wanting his kids to feel like they were unloved and unheard.

"It's fine, dad," James said, waving him off, "You should talk to Albus."

He was right, they really did need to talk to Albus and Scorpius.

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When they found them, Al and Scorpius were sitting together on one of the swings and Al was still crying.

"Alright," Harry said, transfiguring a couple of sticks into chairs. "Let's talk about this."

"You're the worst," Albus shouted at him. "It's like you're intentionally trying to ruin my life without even knowing you're doing it."

It took everything in Harry not to point out the fallacy in that logic. Draco, too, if the sharp intake of breath was anything to go by. "Could you tell me more about why you feel that way?" Harry asked, gently squeezing Draco's thigh.

"Because he thinks you're going to ask us to break up," Scorpius said, biting his bottom lip.

"And even if you don't, everyone's going to think it's weird," Albus said, a hiccoughing sob escaping.

"Think what's weird?" Draco asked.

"If you guys are dating and we're dating," Scorpius said.

Harry nodded, "I think I understand," he said. "But honestly, guys, we're not going to ask you to stop dating and it doesn't really matter what other people think."

"Easy for you to say," Albus sniffled, "You're Harry Potter. Everyone already loves you."

"I agree with you dad," Draco said, "other people's opinions are irrelevant. It's not as though you were raised together or anything like that."

"Well everyone already hates you anyway," Albus snapped, "So why would it matter?"

"Albus," Harry warned, "Apologize."

"No, it's alright," Draco said. "I used to be a lot like you, you know," he said. "I used to really care about what other people thought and how they felt."

"What changed?" Scorpius asked curiously.

"Your mum, actually," he said, with a little smile. "She helped me to look at myself and see who I really was, not the person that people believe me to be. She helped me to recognize that other people didn't define me, I did." He shrugged, "At the end of the day, if I chose to listen to them I was still the one defining myself that way."

"That," Albus started, wiping his nose on the back of his hand, "Makes sense."

"Good," Draco said, nodding once.

Harry squeezed his hand, "Right, well, congratulations, you two. Please be sure if you decide to make things physical you talk to one of us about protection spe-"

"Dad!" Albus shrieked, covering his ears. "Shut up! Shut up! Merlin save me."

Draco laughed, attempting to stifle it with a cough and failing in Harry's opinion.

"I'm just saying," Harry said, holding up his hands in defeat. "We should probably have this conversation at some point."

Albus shook his head and Scorpius had turned as red as a beet.

"Well. I'm off, then. Back to work," Harry replied.

Draco took his hand, "I'll walk you," he offered and they headed back to the house.

"Well," Harry said, once they were a good distance away. "That was unexpected."

"Was it, though?" Draco asked. "The way Scorp talks about Albus," he trailed off. "Well, let's just say he reminded me a little too much of me at that age."

"Had a crush on me that long have you?"

He laughed, "Longer. My father was just too bigoted to take my ramblings for what they really were."

Harry leaned over and pecked his cheek, "Well, I after that, I think that telling your parents will be a piece of cake."

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Thoughts on Miraculous Shanghai: The Legend of Lady Dragon

Warning: Spoilers! Other than that, have fun!

Also, if you want to watch the full English Dub, click here!

I love how we saw Fei's backstory as to how she became guardian of the Prodigious and how it was actually stolen because there are people who want money from her adoptive father's studio. It was also sad to see that the values her father implemented into her fade due to the circumstances they found themselves in. I speak for all of us to say that this girl needs a hug.

The intro as always is beautiful! Since it was not the first thing we saw, I was confused when looking through the episodes on YT.

I always enjoy Marinette's monologues, and this one was over how she looked forward to her holiday (it was like a vacation type thing). And how she looked forward to spend time with Adrien since his father was going to let him out. It was all perfect...

...until she went to deliver Uncle Wang's package and found out Adrien left for Shanghai at the last minute. But all is good though because she could go to Shanghai, deliver the gift personally, and see Adrien.

It hurts me to see that the writers made Marinette's purpose to go to Shanghai is to see Adrien when she can do that in Paris! It frustrates me that her character development goes back to square one, even as the protagonist of the show. People might point out this was before season 3, but I have a few points that say otherwise or that the writers are mixing things up. But first, the plot points and thoughts of everything else.

Also, I get that Marinette is 14/15/16 at the time of this episode, but how likely is it to send your child on their own halfway across the world??? On SHORT NOTICE??? I swear Sabine and Tom are too chill with this, but then again, there would be no story.

Also, I love how Ladybug and Chat Noir took the opportunity of their patrols without akumas to bond more. The Ladynoir in this episode I stan!

Gabriel you piece of trash! If you did not plan to spend time with your son, why take him to Shanghai when he was hoping to spend time with you?! And do not say "for business purposes" because even though Adrien is a face in the brand, at least don't give him false hope and that bs!

Nooro, thank you for trying to talk Gabriel out of it, but he is literally a wall (talking to Gabriel=talking to a wall)

I will say, the waiting for 15 years thing is very concerning.

Uncle Wang has been looking forward to see Marinette in person in Shanghai to learn more about her roots. He is ecstatic and its just heartwarming and heartbreaking when you think that part of Marinette's stay will be related to Adrien.

At least we see one thing that makes Marinette's stay not all about Adrien though: she is genuinely interested in her origins! Like when she asks about her family's traditional songs and about her mom, even learning her real name!

Speaking of which, Sabine's name is Xia Ping and only called herself Sabine when she started living in France. Also, I love her photo!

Bastille the bird that was around since forever is an icon!

Also, I can't believe Uncle Wang has not taken a break since Sabine moved to France, like what the hell??? Give this guy a break for goodness sake.

Thank you Gabriel for having one brain cell and allowing your son to leave the hotel! We still hate you for everything else though.

Its cool that Kwamis speak all of the languages. It is also the most logical thing because their wielder could be from anywhere. My question is are they taught the languages, does it form when a concept forms in the universe and they start existing, or like everything else is it magic?

Gorilla is iconic for two reasons: he is still a self care king, and he was willing to give Adrien some space to get action figures.

And now as I wrote that, this is where I am getting confused and start to believe this is post season 3: 1) Gorilla seems less anxious about being in a new place (unlike NY where he stayed in the hotel room the entire time), and 2) His obsession for action figures was shown in Party Crasher (season 3), which makes me wonder if the explanation is during season 3 or this episode hints at season 3. For the first point, it could be because Gabriel was not in NY to his knowledge.

Fei appears again and explains how she views the world and how she also uses that to help and take advantage of others.

She almost steals Adrien's phone and miraculous until Gorilla steps in. It hurts me because she is a good person but had to resort to stealing for a reason that we will explore soon.

Plagg, we always say your stomach causes trouble, but this time, you brought Adrien to Marinette's uncle...

...but also that ironically separated them as Marinette found them just as they climbed into the taxi.

This is also where Fei (wearing a disguise) crosses paths with Marinette and steals her purse. Then she went for the kwagatama and miraculous.

Things get worse for Fei as these boys that took a photo with Adrien earlier started chasing her. Then Marinette started going after them.

That is when she realized she was robbed and understandably, she was more horrified of losing her Miraculous.

Adrien shows up to Uncle Wang's home/restaurant. So many iconic moments happen.

1) Bastille says something about love between Marinette and Adrien. And Adrien responds with the line that makes us want to jump into the TV and talk some sense into him.

2) You say that "she's JuST a fRIenD" yet you stay over with her mom's uncle so you can surprise her lol. Adrien, you kill me and every other Adrienette fan with this contradicting statements.

Speaking of Marinette, she gets lost and has trouble communicating with others because she does not speak Chinese. And at some point says that she regrets not taking lessons?! Uh, what does this imply, that she refused lessons or that she did not have the opportunity for lessons??????? I NEED ANSWERS!

Can we say once again how talented and artistic Marinette is? Bad time? Moving on!

Uncle Wang is unaware of Marinette's tardiness, and Adrien just jokes about it. Considering that she is technically missing (reality is that she's lost), I don't think its time to joke about it.

The lady that gave Marinette some earrings that look like the Miraculous is so nice and bless her soul

The person from the pawn shop is the bad guy that we see at the very end of the NY special! And he knows about what happened to Fei's father! I am grateful that he sees no value in Marinette's stuff so he won't sell it for a lot, but I hate how he's greedy for money and was willing to exploit Fei's hunger for answers and Marinette needing her miraculous for personal gains.

Meanwhile, the boys from the photo with Adrien that chased Fei were trying to get Marinette's attention (they found her kwagatama when Fei dropped it running away and fighting them), but she thought they were gonna attack her. And then she bumps into Fei, who helps her escape.

Marinette finds comfort in Fei for being willing to "help" her (remember that she was gonna bring her to the pawn shop). She also finds Fei as a helpful, kind person who is brave: something that Fei does not see in herself, but does not have the heart to tell Marinette the truth.

Meanwhile, Chat has transformed to find Marinette and its the most endearing thing I've seen! Adrien, you blind oblivious fool! You care about her more than you think!

They arrive in the pawn shop, Tikki escaped the claw machine, and Marinette finds the earrings...for 100000 Yuan.

Fei, understanding what its like to have something entrusted to you be stolen, gets in a spat with the pawn shop owner in Chinese, accusing the owner for greed and accusing Fei for theft, while Marinette just stands her.

Also, when did Marinette become naive???????? I get that she's in another country and they are speaking in a different language that she does not understand, but based on the tone of their voices and shouting, I feel like she should have sensed something was off.

Fei swaps the earrings the lady gave Marinette and took the miraculous back. To the lady, this is why your soul is blessed. So bless your soul!!!

Apparently, Marinette realized what happened and said that Fei stole her earrings and feels bad for the man. Girl, you do not have to feel guilty for the man! He was about to destroy them before he thought about sentimental value! Also, he did not pay Fei anything for them! (Felt that this should be brought up because even though Fei was wrong in stealing her stuff, she was also robbed from potential cash and answers, therefore the man was owed nothing.)

The boys from Adrien's photo are actually vigilantes of Shanghai (and will be referred as such from now on), wanting to bring Fei to justice for stealing, which catches Marinette's attention, but not enough to ask any questions.

Also Marinette is not wanted as a criminal. She is missing as Uncle Wang called the police.

Fei still lives in the school, which has been in ruins. Despite not having much, she still offers Marinette a cup of what I believe is water (or tea?). See peoples, Fei is a good person at heart (if y'all aren't aware of it by now)

Gabriel saw and recognized Marinette. This is horrifying and if it is prior to season 3, we see why he tries so hard to target her. Or reasons why he targets her in season 4 along with everything else we know from "Truth".

Fei should have been given the chance to explain why she stole Marinette's things, but the pawn shop owner was like "you know, I might as well expose Fei myself"...

...and it really broke Marinette, who heavily trusted her. But she can't dwell on it for long...

...because AKUMA COMES FOR THE PAWN SHOP OWNER! AND HIS FAN SHOOTS KNIVES! AND HAS GREEDY MOTIVES! AND HELPED HAWKMOTH GET INTI THE CAVE WITH THE PRODIGIOUS!!!

Also, Nathalie was involved in obtaining the bracelet years ago. Again, the 15 years thing is concerning.

Marinette flees to transform, but not without telling Fei how she broke her trust and how she feels that Feinwas not genuinely helping her. It hurt me so much!

Ladybug transforms, hears Chat's voice-mail (to which she is swooned by the fact her kitty cares for her civilian self), and calls him. The best Ladynoir scene so far!

So the prodigious is like a jewel with powers, there is only one prodigious from what we see, and that one prodigious has multiple renlings that only the wielder can see. Oh, and the bracelet is like a key. Cool.

I don't like how Fei's Lady Dragon outfit looks whitewashed, but at least her hair is red instead of blonde (which still does not make this okay)

Epic Showdown between the akuma, Hawkmoth, Ladybug, and Lady Dragon. Hawkmoth corners Ladybug and Lady Dragon gets caught in some rocks.. All hope seemed lost...

...until Chat shows up and frees the akuma with the help of a basketball.

We learn something new folks: the same butterfly can create a different akuma. This is very frightening because...

The statue that determines who is worthy of the prodigious gets akumatized! The horror!

Also, if the statue says Fei cannot become the dragon because her intention to seek vengeance for her father is not noble and worthy, then what makes Hawkmoth think he will be successful in becoming the dragon??? Because it seems that his intentions are not pure or noble. Just saying.

Hawkmoth notices the akumatized statue heading to the city and all of a sudden remembers about Adrien. Confronting the statue, he gets turned into ashes(?).

CHAT, HAWKMOTH IN ASHES WOULD HAVE BEEN FOR THE BETTER IF THE STATUE DID NOT DESTROY SHANGHAI AND YOU WOULD NOT THINK AS SUCH IF YOU KNEW HE WAS YOUR FATHER! But I am not mad at you, just wanted to point out your irony.

ML WRITERS, WHY DO YOU KEEP KILLING OFF CHAT????? LADYBUG DOES NOT NEED ANY MORE TRAUMA AND THAT WAS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY!!!! I AM SCREAMING INSIDE!!!!!

Fei is understandably upset and blames herself for what happen. I want to hug her so badly.

Marinette reassures Fei and forgives her, even though Fei felt that she could not be forgiven.

The structure they were standing on collapses and it was Fei as the Dragon who saved her, not Chat. Honestly, I love how it turned out as it strengthens their friendship, but I still prefer a Marichat alternative. WHERE IS THE MARICHAT PEOPLES???

Final showdown!

Poor statue guard was upset about the damage they caused as an akuma, but Miraculous Ladybiug fixes everything.

Fei learned an important lesson: let justice take its course, not enact revenge. But it was quite funny to have the pawn shop owner be flown away to court in a literal sense.

The bracelet has a renling-like creature, who is just so adorable, especially since they missed Fei and was waiting for the day they would be reunited. Aww!

Ladynoir version of the Moon scene from NYC! Except no dancing, just them challenging each other over who will get to Paris first if they traveled in opposite directions. No one shall ever know we were in Shanghai as civilians lol (Reminds me of my best friend when eating grapes during choral rehearsals)

Marinette, Adrien, Fei, and Uncle Wang enjoying a birthday (?) dinner was wholesome.

I love how Uncle Wang calls them boyfriend and girlfriend because of how they act around each other, yet Marinette and Adrien both deny it. Bruh, these children need to open their fricking eyes! I really wanted to jump through my phone screen!

The Shanghai Vigilantes came to return Marinette's kwagatama necklace. They are so precious even though we thought they were enemies in the trailer.

Even though they were at odds at first, love how the Vigilantes blushed when Fei played the accordion and she's just like "whatever". I stan an asexual queen.

Do I even want to know what Marinette accidentally said when she mispronounced "sister" in Chinese? Based on what Fei said, probably not.

Uh...NOW I WANT TO SEE MORE OF ADRIEN TEACHING MARINETTE CHINESE! While I do take some issue of Adrien (a white French boy) teaching Marinette her culture like most of us had issue with in "Kung Food", I also want to see them interact outside of school and hopefully bond. ML writers need to keep their word otherwise Adrienette stans will riot!

Love how the final scene turned out! Its just *chef's kisses*

Also, the hell with the business trip?? It was mentioned once again IN THE ENDCARD! It might not be as interesting, but I want to think that there was more truth to it.

Also, wifi troubles kept interrupting the show at crucial moments, but okay.

Overall, I live for the Shanghai episode! The animation is just as incredible as the NY special (which I also live for) and I love how this episode has a great focus on Fei and the prodigious. I mean, before the intro, she tells her story. And she has her monologues alongside Marinette's. In many ways, it's refreshing. Also, Ladynoir and Adrienette stans will be satiated with the scenes associated with each ship. Also, I love Fei's character development! And the final scene is wholesome!

I won't lie though: there are a few issues regarding whitewashing Fei's transformation and such. It is important to see these things and as a good friend of mine always says: you can enjoy something while also being critical of it. And that is very important no matter how devotive to something you actually are.

Anyways, we are being well fed with all the Miraculous content and I will see you all very soon! Also, get some sleep peoples! I know some of you aren't sleeping!

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One Punch Man ship reviews bc I’m bored

WARNING: BIG ONE PUNCH MAN WEBCOMIC AND MANGA SPOILERS

GenoSai: do I even have to say it?? They compliment each other so well and are already besties. They make me so happy and I love their love. Genos literally came into Saitama’s life and brought so much new life and excitement when Saitama thought he’d never get any. Genos gives him love and appreciation all the time and never abandons him. Saitama isn’t connected to his feelings, but he cares about Genos and would do just about anything for him, to keep him safe. Genos constantly teases Saitama and Saitama grumbles and takes it with some banter, Genos is super emotional and Saitama does his best to comfort him, they fucking love shopping together and just hanging out period, they talk about the dumbest shit and somehow they still understand each other with the one brain cell they both share. It takes Genos forever to realize his feelings are deeper and Saitama has to be TOLD by their friends that he should fucking realize his feelings already. Just...I could keep going but I’ll stop! 2718873737839439/10 (let’s not talk about the age gap btw, 6 years isn’t bad and Genos is a legal adult.)

FubuSai: the stereotypical straight ship ppl gravitate to. Eh. I can see it, but at the same time I feel like they don’t completely compliment each other. Are they a hot couple? Duh. But I feel like their pride and communication issues would get in the way. 4/10

TatsuSai: hnghhhh. Someone mentioned this before, can’t remember who, but Saitama literally thinks she’s a child in canon. So that just....makes it gross. Same problems as FubuSai but worse. I’d rather see them as hesitant friends w a weird bond. 0/10

SonSai/SonicSai/idk the ship name: eh, toxic. Cant see them getting past communication issues and pride, again. Plus Sonic wants to kill his ass. Also, I just feel no romantic tension?? Even in fanfic it just falls flat for me. 3/10

MumenSai: a favorite!! Wish I saw it more, it’s very cute. Mumen is so kind and would absolutely be there to help him w self esteem and just help him be a better person period. And Saitama would have a cute little kind guy to tease and open up to. I could maybe see Mumen’s kindness getting on Saitama’s nerves when he’s in a bad mood bc Mumen almost never snaps and Saitama feels shittier, or maybe Mumen being mad at Saitama for being kinda lazy at home while Mumen is working his ass off and he’s like babe I just got home, please stop playing the fucking game and pay attention to me I have a concussion again. Prob too nitpicky on this one, heh, but 8.4/10

Genos x Sonic: wtf? As a crack ship, sure. That’s hilarious. But as a serious ship, 1.3/10 bc I could MAYBE see them bond over their love of my chemical romance or sum.

Anyone x Puri: -128382839287473828739219833468282/10. Fuck Puri.

TatsuKing: eh. Indifferent on this one too. I can see them getting along and Tatsu being the mean but supportive gf in public, but a sweet gf in private. King could be like her calm oasis of video games and sweet blonde shy bf. I sway more towards ace/aro King and queer non binary Tatsu, but this is still good. 6/10

FubuPsy/Fubuki x Psykos/idk: hell yeah!! This series NEEDS more wlw ships, both for me to project onto and to cry over. Prob my fav Fubuki ship, cuz they’ve known each other since they were young and had a tenuous friendship. I didn’t use to ship it until I saw that scene in the wc after the MA arc (u know the one) but here we are. They’re big personalities so any interaction is bound to be chaotic at first, but I really think they’d work. Pride put to the side, Psykos could be someone for Fubuki to finally rely on other than the Blizzard Bunch, someone to confide in, a badass partner to fight monsters with, talk about nothing for hours with, be a super fashionable #girlboss couple with, and someone who would really see her for who she is-especially w Psykos knowledge of her from the past. Hell, Psykos might even know her better than Tatsumaki. Fubuki could be an anchor to her like she currently is in the wc, providing a quiet comfort and making her open up little by little. Would prob be toxic at first bc of the MA arc and their desire for power, but is a very good ship I think. 9/10

Speedal/Sonic x Mumen: an old fav! Sonic would have a hard time not hating Mumen at first bc he’s the picture definition of a hero, sum he hates. But hanging out with him would show him Mumen is a GOOD guy genuinely and he’d be like ohhhh shit I’m in love w this man. Mumen would thoroughly appreciate someone to make him live a little, break some rules and stand up to ppl when they talk over him. He’d DEFINITELY be upset when finding out Sonic is an assassin, but would prob be conflicted bc he knows Sonic is a good person despite that. Would prob make Sonic give up on killing for them to be together. Sucks bc of the assassin thing and bc they haven’t met in canon! So we’re not sure how they’d interact with each other, sigh. 7.4/10

Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: a very underrated ship! To be clear, I headcanon Kama as a trans woman and so does most of the fandom. Anyway, very sweet and already built as a friendship bc of their partnership under Atomic Samurai. I can’t remember who writes fic and makes art of them on tumblr but AAAAA it’s so good! Very sweet. Basically depicted Bushi as a nervous himbo who’s honest about his feelings but scared to say them and Kama as a sweet lady who’s crazy about Bushi. Very sweet. Want more of them!! 6.1/10

OneZon/Zombieman x One Shotter: never even thought of the ship till I saw @megidolan art work! Very wholesome, and from what little we know of Shotter we know he’s a sort of nervous yet strong willed guy, and Zombieman would totally help him calm down bc he’s so chill. I could see them sharing cigarettes and talking shit on heroes while cuddling u know? 7/10 only because I don’t see enough of it but very good concept.

Mumarou/Mumen x Garou: a lot of ppl are gonna hate me for this but....I don’t like it. I’ve tried! I just—idk. I’ve read so many good fics about them that make me like it a bit, but the concept is just eh. I think their relationship is, in most reps, really cliche angsty stuff. I wish I could elaborate I just...gah! Basically, there’s better ships for the both of them imo. Sorry!! 4.3/10

Sonic x Flashy/SonFlash: yes!! Prob my fav Sonic ship. They have soooo much tension, it’s almost worse than Genos’ tension w Saitama. Flashy LITERALLY poisoned Sonic so that he wouldn’t be forced to kill him at the ninja graduation. He cares. They’ll never say it out loud, but they care. They have someone who understands what they went through in each other and someone they’re both so similar to, yet so different from. Sonic is more vocal about his expressions and let’s people know it while Flashy often keeps things to himself, they could really influence the other to be more this or that. I could see a lot of comfort with these two, and not much is needed for relationship development; they already have so much unspoken between them after meeting for the first time in years. Love it. Wish I saw it more! 10/11

KingSai: wonderful! Out of the few ppl Saitama is close to, def my second fav pick for a ship for him. There’s a post saying how Saitama doesn’t cut King off when he’s going on rants about games and stuff bc he’s talking TO Saitama, not at him like Genos tends to do on accident. They’re already great buddies! Saitama could find a shy gamer man who he can talk to about manga and stuff and also a passionate bf who could break out of his shell w Saitama and be himself with no lies. King can have someone to protect him, duh, someone who finally understands his weird sense of humor, and someone to shower him in the love and kindness he deserves when Saitama is in the mood to be all out like that w his affections. Plus he’s Saitama’s anchor and brings him back down when he’s super anxious and depressed and tells him what’s up that he needs to fix without sugarcoating it. Would def have a bunch of inside jokes and go on dates that are just staying inside playing video games all night. Domestic af. 10/10

Fubuki x Mizuki: my first wlw Fubuki ship! Hard to find but very good. Mizuki is this big ball of kindness, energy, and raw power that would make Fubuki go ‘Ohhhhhhh, big pretty lady make brain go brrr.’ I could see Mizuki grounding Fubuki when she’s in over her head, giving her random gifts bc she saw sum and thought of her, doing a marathon run and wildly waving at Fubuki in the crowd, and all around being a dependable woman confident in herself and in love with a mysterious esper. Prob a little shy when it comes to anything physical bc she loves Fubuki so much and is overwhelmed by the realness of being w her. Fubuki gives Mizuki advice on ‘acting like a proper hero’ or whatever and though Mizuki thinks she doesn’t need it, Fubuki still helps her a lot w her career and being taken more seriously by others. Would give Mizuki someone who loves her for who she is and would go wild on her in private when she can be open about her affection, would be someone Mizuki could exercise with and listen intently to Mizuki’s physical knowledge, and would absolutely bandage her when she’s all banged up. Hnghh love this ship. It’s only behind the FubuPsy ship juuuuust a little bc they haven’t met in canon so we can’t be sure about their interactions and stuff. 8.8/10, I love WOMEN

Batarou: how could I go this far without mentioning them?! They have SOOOO much tension in the centichoro fight, like come on. Both snarky assholes who are huge softies one the inside, Badd being the more logical one (still a himbo, tho) and Garou being the more chaotic one. Probably take forever to admit their feelings bc they’re so prideful and stupid <3 flirt through constant wrestling matches and it takes Genos saying ‘they should kiss already, they’re getting on his nerves’ for them to finally realize what’s up. (@rayadraws has a great au where Garou Genos and Badd are a chaotic friend squad and Genos is the only brain of the group, haha. Very good au y’all check it out!) Would constantly pick on each other affectionately and switch into concerned SO when the other is hurt like the big teddy bears they are. Raise Zenko together for sure. Garou would fumble being romantic and Badd would find it both hilarious and cute. 11/12

Zombie mask/Amai x Zombieman:

So. I don’t like Amai Mask and I used to hate him, BUT the webcomic and fic have really helped me calm down on him (he’s still a dick tho), so it’s easier to want to ship him and stuff. Bc of Amai’s anger issues and controlling behavior, I could see this relationship being super toxic and icky—but I think they have some form of understanding that pulls Amai back from being a complete dick, you know? Start off as fuck buddies and slowly form something else from spending companionable time together other than screwing. Zombieman pulls Amai back from his angry fits and soothes him over with his logic. Talk maaaaaad shit about heroes, but only when they’re alone because Zombieman knows Amai will talk loud af about the heroes they’re roasting and Zombie doesn’t wanna stop a fight from happening. Zombieman loves making Amai flustered and has a secret check list in his head of all the things that get Amai red faced. Loves to listen to Amai rant about things for hours and loves to watch his face go through almost cartoon like expressions as he talks. He won’t admit it, but Zombie loves to be spoiled by Amai’s shit tons of cash and often takes rides in Amai’s limos when he wants to smoke and think to himself. Amai has a hard time realizing how his feelings have changed, but gets hit hard with it when he wakes up to Zombie making them breakfast one morning while wearing Amai’s underwear. Amai also loves to spoil Zombie and takes him out to restaurants and buys him cool new weapons on the weekends. @batneko has pretty much gotten me into this ship and I strongly suggest looking at their works! 7.9/10

DemonKnight/Genos x Zero/Drive Knight: I’m pretty sure this used to be a crack ship before the past like 10 manga chapters—and now here we are! Not a fav bc 1. ZERO LEFT GENOS TO SELF DESTRUCT AFTER THEY COMBINED TO FORM THE FUCKING JET HE WAS JUST LIKE lol bye SO LIKE if he left him to die that’s super hard for me to forgive and ship grrr 2. Disregarding the manga’s canon and looking at the wc, while I love the little trip they went on where Zero demonstrated his abilities and helped Genos kill monsters, it’s super sus. He knew alllll of this info on Metal Knight and was super supportive and understanding when Genos said he needed time to think. Like,,,what are his intentions? We know so little about him—is he trying to trick Genos or was he being sincere? THAT STUFF ASIDE, they’re a really fun ship. They’re both huge fucking nerds and can keep up with their talk on robotics for hours, they’re both cyborgs so they understand each other’s pain, and they’re both super cool and angsty. I think they could really settle into a deep bond that can go platonic or romantic, just depends. Genos needs more ppl in his life so hell yeah! Plus, he can really let go with Zero bc they don’t have that teacher/student relationship and Zero, if he’s really a sincere and kind guy like in the wc, can be there for Genos and listen to him. Don’t have much to say on this ship other than @wellthisisembarrassing makes GORGEOUS art of them! 6.3/10

Webuiko/Suiko x Webigaza: YEAH I KNOW THEY HAVENT INTERACTED IN CANON AND WE DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT THEM BUT HEAR ME OUT. Webigaza—cool af determined cyborg idol who’s surprisingly down to earth when talking with Child Emperor. Suiko—sassy and honest fighter who doesn’t take shit and is very passionate. Suiko would go to talk to Web then immediately freak out bc aaaa she’s way prettier than she thought, she can’t do this! Web would have to gently encourage Suiko to talk and at first is like ‘ah man, must be an adoring fan, ugh I’m so tired. At least she’s hot’ but when Suiko snaps out of her shyness Web is like oh! She’s super cool wtf. Always bump into each other during fights and help each other get fixed up, Suiko using her muscle power to lift Web’s pieces (and give Web a great view of Suiko’s muscles holy SHIT) and Web would patch Suiko up. Not to be stereotypical, but they’re def a masc/femme couple. I love the idea of this ship soooo much and I really hope they interact! 6.6/10 only bc they haven’t met 😭😭😭 look them up on here! There’s some great art of them by a few blogs

Dr. Kuseno x Bang: pretty sure @baldyborg came up with this one! Super cute. Just two old dudes finding a nice friendship in each other, maybe after Bang helps carry Genos to Kuseno’s after a day of fighting. Bang would find Kuseno to be a very cute little nerd man and would be sooo impressed by Kuseno’s mad scientist skills. Kuseno would be super impressed when seeing Bang in action too. They’d prob talk as soon as they meet each other and Genos would be in the background like you guys it’s been an hour, please fix me I’m on the verge of death 🧍🏻Bang would give Kuseno advice on training techniques to teach Genos and advice on making his bodies more martial arts ready or sum, meanwhile Kuseno would give his take on how to be kinder to Garou so that Bang would learn to repair the relationship with a gentleness he’s seemingly lacking (yes I’m talking about the chapter where he and Garou start fighting and Bang is just not doing enough to reach out to Garou, he’s being a callous old man! So yeah I’m still mad about that). Genos and Saitama would prob be out on a date and Saitama would be like oh theres Bang, wonder what he’s doing? Then Kuseno would walk up and kiss Bang and Genos and Sai would be shocked like SIRS 👬 Genos would tell Bang he doesn’t need another adoptive dad and Bang would be like....ok.... I see them retiring in a cottage together and Bang would become a huge softie. Yes I’m actively ignoring chapter 141 of the wc, shut up. 7.6/10

TankTop master x Mumen: they have a nice friendship going on in the manga right now! Just bros supporting bros. Tank is the picture definition of a muscly himbo and Mumen is his cute passionate bf. Also workout buddies af!! Don’t have much to say other than pretty good ship, just not a fav. 5.2/10

To sum it up—

GenoSai: 2718873737839439/10, Batarou: 11/12, SonFlash: 10/11, KingSai: 10/10, FubuPsy: 9/10, Fubuki x Mizuki: 8.8/10, MumenSai: 8.4/10, ZombieMask: 7.9/10, Dr. Kuseno x Bang: 7.6/10, Speedal: 7.4/10, OneZon: 7/10, Webuiko: 6.6/10, DemonKnight: 6.3/10, Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: 6.1/10, TatsuKing: 6/10, TankTop Master x Mumen: 5.2/10, Mumarou: 4.3/10, FubuSai: 4/10, SonSai: 3/10, Genos x Sonic: 1.3/10, TatsuSai: 0/10, anyone x Puri: -1283828319833468282/10

If there’s any ships I left out, it’s bc I don’t know them, don’t wanna talk about them, or just don’t have an opinion strong enough. Also, I know there are some poly ships like Genos x Saitama x Fubuki, but I’ve read only one fic about that (it was pretty good, here’s the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/5406992 ) so I don’t feel like talking about it. Hope no ones offended! All my opinion here :)

[princeanxious]

Why would you hide the Villain remus and Janus thing in the tags, I'd read the hell outta Hero Virgil turned Villain

you mean this??? shdbic aaa Yeah I want to write it, but i also want to write a lot of things. xD but this is def one of those things i’d love to write a short-ish one-shot about just so I can write it.

can you imagine? Virgil, young and anxious, manifesting powers of the light and dark variety, able to manipulate shadows and summon electricity with such fine precision because he’s spent so long fretting over accidentally hurting someone with it that he refused to even dare try and step into the hero scene until he was 150% certain that he’d trained his powers to disconnect from his emotions so that he’d never have an outburst that could even harmlessly shock or scare someone. He’s so in control over his powers that its to an insane degree just because he wants to make sure he cant hurt anybody on accident.

(complete ramble continued under the cut bc boy howdy this got so long it might as well be its own short one-shot)

And, he’s worked so in depth with his powers because of course he can’t just suppress them!(Suppressing electricity based powers doesn’t get rid of that energy, it just makes that constantly generating energy stay put and build, which makes it even more dangerous when it’s finally released, so suppression is a no go) So of course not only does he work extensively with learning how to control his powers, but also how to healthily use them and expend his energy safely, effectively, and skillfully as he grows into them. Might as well push your limits of learning just how much your power can do if you have to learn how to exist safely around others by controlling it, right?

So, by default, by the time Virgil is both old enough and confident enough in his powers to consentingly apply for registry to the worlds heroes association, he’s both insanely skilled with his powers, and also insanely talented(the equivalent to a child prodigy, not that many people in charge of the worlds hero association believe that, though.). The people who had been interviewing him believed the same, thinking him to be just another super teenager boasting about his skills when they couldn’t even sense his power, thinking that what little power Virgil did have was not even worth bothering to report anything substantial about the interview. That he’d oughta go try the villain’s headquarters, because at least they take in wandering powerless for henchmen all the time.

Virgil, feeling pissed but not quite enraged yet, because what teenager wouldn’t hate it to be so invalidated and demeaned at being out right dismissed as a threat, let alone considered more of an invalid for not having powers, starts to display his power. 

First it’s the main interviewer’s phone that they’d been glancing boredly at, drained suddenly of all power. Then it’s the landline of that specific room, then it’s the lamp, the computer suddenly shuts off with zero warning and nothing of it turns on. The lamp in the corner of the room goes dark, bulb by bulb, and the printer in the room dies. Virgil’s eyes are glowing violet but he hasn’t moved any more than the annoyed twitch of an eyelid. the light’s overhead turn off, leaving the lights in the hallway still on, leaving the remaining light in the room coming from the single window in the room and the open doorway. 

He reaches up a hand, and snaps once, and shadows swallow up the light over the hallway and the window, acting as a wall from the inside and out. 

Now the only light in the room is his glowing eyes.

The second interviewer is struggling to summon fire from her hands to light the room, but it doesn’t work. The energy she’s using to summon the fire is immediately sapped by Virgil’s force, there isn’t even a spark. The first interviewer can feel Virgil’s power now, it’s bright and burning. It’s like he has a core in the middle of his being like a sun’s core because its storing so much power, and the only reason they can see it now is because Virgil’s using his power. He has so much control that even on a nonphysical level it’s nearly tangible, the way that they can see his shadow powers conceal even the existence of his power, now that they know what their looking at.

In mere seconds, this kid has tipped the world on their head and put the fear of god into them, an undetected yet undeniable threat in the making. 

They watch his eyes tilt with his head, and the distinct sound of the entire building powering down is unmistakable, shouts of surprise and confusion due to the failure of the buildings many fail-safes failing to trigger. And then, with another snap, all power is restored to normal in the blink of the eye, all machines and lights are functioning perfectly, not an irregular shadow in sight, and all at once Virgil reads as a normal human teenager, not a whiff of power to be sensed. He looks pretty peeved, though.

“Maybe I will try my luck at the Dark Side then, at least they care about the people that look to be taken in. Let me know if you changed your mind, I’d love to have a do-over. With a different set of interviewers, mind you.” before he walks out of the interview room, off to blow off some steam legally and safely.

Imagine his outrage when a week later he’s served a summons to court, deeming him a “Threat to Society” and “better left in jail until the court can be convinced of his good nature” because he’s an “out of control juvenile gifted with an unprecedented amount of power that he couldn’t possibly control without strict legal supervision and interference and cannot be trusted to continue to exist as a normal citizen until the W.H.A deems it safe.”

Faced with possible lifelong inprisonment and zero control over the rest of his life because an association of supers think that they know better and that he’s some stupid teenager that was set loose on the world with means to only cause catastrophe and devastation, or freedom at the hands of some ambiguously grey moral decisions every once in a while and being treated as a normal human being even if he has to be a henchman to another super for a while? 

The decision isn’t a hard one to make.

So imagine his surprise when he’s not only accepted into the Dark Side after being respectfully asked to demonstrate the full extent of his power and his control over it, but instead of becoming a villain’s henchmen, he instead gains the full title of Villain(with another Villain(Janus) stepping in to mentor him and show him the ropes of the rules and everything), and even further: Gets his own henchmen assigned to him. 

A pair, Patton and Logan. 

Patton has a partial shapeshifting ability, but it only really lets him turn into a big frog man, making him perfect for doing any of the main heavy lifting for the team, and also perfect for protecting Logan when under attack. He’s built like a himbo and is absolutely 100% a himbo, heart of gold, super strong, buff dad bod, the whole sha-bang.

Logan has a power that is one part linked with memory, one part linked with technology. His brain can retain information like a computer databank, and he can get any misfunctioning technology to work if he can get his hands on it or a connection to it. He avoids all the quirks that interfere or damage real databanks and technology(like magnets, water, and short-circuiting) and can semi-directly connect with devices he is familiar with, without having to hold/touch/look at one.

All together, they have the beginnings of a well rounded team: the brawns, the brains, and the leader with plans and the power to make it happen. Even before finding out their reasons for coming to the dark side, Virgil becomes ride or die for them. (And honestly, they’re also pretty ride or die for him too, not even starting with the fact that they’re both like 26-27 and Virgil is an 18 year old anxious mess that had to make the decision over being the bad guy or losing any and all autonomy for the foreseeable future, which is gonna fuck up any kid and young adult’s brain. So, lowkey adopt him as a younger sibling even though he’s the boss of them and just barely taller than them.(Virgil is a tol lanky boi, and while Logan, standing at 5′9″, is but an inch shorter than Virgil at the start, Virgil still has growing room and peaks at about 6′4″ by the time hes 22. Patton at his normal height is like 5′6″, but frog man height is like 8′3″)

Oh, and they definitely make the Worlds Hero Association regret not taking Virgil’s existence kindly, Big Time.

[katierosefun]

can you pls pls pls tell me more abt your ocs (all of them!!) I want to know what they’re like!!! I can ask specific questions but I’d like to get a general grasp on them first!!! totally okay if you’d rather not btw I’m just super curious !!

hi anon! thank you for asking me about my oc's, because i love talking about them! there's a few different clusters of them, so here's a brief rundown of the oc's i have probably tagged under my blog . . . (and they actually have real names, but for privacy’s sake, i’ve just given them random identifiers) 

and oh . . . this got long, so hold onto your butts (i’ve got many more original characters than these, but these are the ones i think i can share the most of right now/have tags for):

black turtleneck slut & crew: an alternate 2020 - onwards

black turtleneck slut: about 20-21 years old. very grumpy, really loves black coffee. she may or may not have sabotaged some people in order to cross over to a place she really shouldn't be . . . but that's so she can regain some forgotten memories. (fancasted with han so hee but specifically her look in my name, lee ji eun, but specifically her look in my mister)

sunshine tol: maybe 19-20 years old. she's absolutely sweet, and like the title suggests, a ray of sunshine. i can probably best compare her to a rapunzel-esque figure--someone who’s very obviously sheltered but doesn’t really want to be, sheltered for reasons that she knows are important. (unsure who i would fancast her as. she’s just pretty tall, maybe 5′10 or so? and also hair that’s up to her waist. also, she likes to wear long skirts.)

scarf boy: 28-29. dark hair that’s dyed reddish-brown for reasons known only to himself and to his childhood best friend/work partner, girlboss but sad. has daddy issues and might be cursed/dying in 3 months. or maybe swallowed whole. we don’t know, he’s very private about it. something about a deal that he really shouldn’t have made. (fancasted with choi daniel, a cross between his look in school 2013 and jugglers, with the whole academic type look. usually wears a dark blue scarf and plays with it when he’s anxious.) 

girlboss but sad: 29-30. like the title suggest, she’s a girlboss--youngest ever to achieve the rank she’s achieved (at about age 16, making history in her world), although we don’t know what she’s done to earn that rank (well. scarf boy knows a little too well what she’s done to achieve that rank). insane guilt complex, like insane guilt complex. (unsure who to fancast her as.) 

ballerina lawyer: 22-23. think gifted child burnout syndrome + hyper perfectionist. might have grown up alongside turtleneck slut, somewhat of a narrative foil. someone play the plagues from the prince of egypt soundtrack, but specifically skip to the part where it goes once i called you brother. voted most likely to have a literal breakdown and then go to the next meeting looking like a porcelain doll. she’s . . . doing fine. 

ewan mcgregor (derogatory): probably mid/late 40′s. it’s funny that i’ve named him ewan mcgregor (derogatory), because i’ve changed the fancasting. he might have looked after ballerina lawyer and black turtleneck slut since they were kids. very coolheaded. also very cunning. can see right through you. literally. 

main relationships/tropes: 

black turtleneck slut/sunshine tol (r: i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this) -- i have a soft spot for them because they’re very much the “i hate everyone in the world but you, and now i’m realizing i want to love the world because you believe so much in it” + “lmao what a nerd. [pause] FUCK, THAT’S MY NERD” + hey, you know the trope of character a being bloodied and broken but staggering up to their feet and very quietly going, “if you want to get to her, you get through me first”? because that’s them. that’s them. some songs that come to mind when i think of them is paper rings by taylor swift + is there still anything that love can do? from the weathering with you soundtrack. 

scarf boy/girlboss but sad (r: when the sun came up you were looking at me): you want some childhood friends to work partners to co-parents to lovers? because that’s them, baby! they’ve known each other since they were little kids + pine after each other for so goddamn long, because part of it is “how can i love someone who i’ve hurt so badly” and “please don’t love me because i’ll be gone soon” and “i really wish we had more time, could we have some more time?” songs that come to mind when i think of them is funeral by maisie peters and out of the woods by taylor swift. 

spoiled brat (affectionate), anxiety gay, and the rest of disappointed sound’s silly children: takes place waaaaay back in time, thinking maybe the 14th century? heavily inspired by the korean joseon dynasty, but now make it fantasy.

anxiety gay: 18-22. a witchling who really just wants to keep living in the mountains/woods, but surprise, seems like she’s going to become some bratty princess’ . . . what? witch? what does that even mean? she doesn’t know. she doesn’t like that she doesn’t know. she’s worried about so many little things, but she’s also rather cunning, usually two steps ahead of everyone (probably because she worries about the worst possible outcome all the time).

spoiled brat (affectionate): 18-22. the said spoiled brat of a princess that anxiety gay is supposed to be a companion to. heart of gold, but has a rather, uh . . . fiery temperament. will casually flirt with anxiety gay, just to get her riled up. (it works way too well.) is smart, except she really hates academic life. 

shut up about the dragons: 17-21. another prince. smiley boy. smiley boy. knows way too much about dragons. terrified of water. he’s apparently supposed to marry spoiled brat (affectionate), but . . . he doesn’t really want to? he thinks she’s neat, but not in that way. he doesn’t really like the idea of ruling in general. 

my wife duh: 18-22. shut up about the dragon’s witchling adviser person. she’s probably the only one who can keep up with the prince’s rambling. very put together, very sweet. calmly braids other people’s hair and has a really good green thumb. 

disappointed sounds: 44-49. he’s basically looked after spoiled brat (affectionate) since she was a little baby. the type to accidentally adopt like a million children along the way. he’s pretty textbook in that he balances out his spoiled brat’s temperament, but he’s plenty cunning himself. he also knows how it’s all going to end, which gives him a particularly terrible burden. alexa play marjorie by taylor swift. 

main relationships: 

anxiety gay/spoiled brat (affectionate) (r: knew you tried to change the ending): rivals to friends to almost-lovers to enemies to lovers? it’s a windy road, but then again, love sometimes goes about that way. they get at each other’s throats at first, can often be found bickering and rolling their eyes at each other . . . until, y’know, a few life-or-death situations has both of them reconsidering their feelings for each other before they’re flung apart again, and then it’s . . . you know. the typical love as undoing type beat. anxiety gay is found crying into my wife duh’s lap because it’s unfair, that’s what this all is. also, something about two people training together and there’s a moment when spoiled brat absolutely rolls on top of anxiety gay, smiling wickedly and then her smile fading because oh god, feelings, feelings, feelings, GAY FEELINGS, and anxiety gay doesn’t even do anything because she’s just did she always look this pretty or am i going crazy and anyways, someone play cardigan by taylor swift, someone play betty by taylor swift. 

shut up about the dragons/my wife duh (r: so give me your two lips / and baby, i’ll shut up): friends to lovers, but i think unlike scarf boy/girlboss but sad, these two have a lot less angsty pining and a lot more . . . “you’re my best friend in the whole universe, and i understand you, and you understand me, and i guess i never really entertained the idea of you getting married to anyone else because in my head, it was always going to be the two of us” type of feeling. also, you know that trope when two characters run to each other in the middle of a battle and they’re all grimy but they scream and hug each other as soon as they realize the other is alive, you’re alive! and it’s the best and it’s also a messy “i love you so much, and i’m sorry i didn’t tell you that before, but you know, just in case we die, i wanted to let you know that i am so in love with you, and if you could just--” (and my wife duh kisses him very hard, because okay, i love you, please shut up. also, we’re not going to die.) 

and my newest children, who i haven’t really named yet, but i still need to kind of welcome them to the family: takes place right before the end of the world . . . (also i guess i’m going to make up tag names for them now) 

dear moon: about 22 years old? he’s not really . . . alive. but he has a very important job that involves dead people. i won’t go into much more detail than that, but it’s a very lonely life, and all he knows is that he needs to keep doing this before finding peace of his own. he only remembers a bit of who he might have been. isn’t scared of a whole lot of things except . . . maybe one thing. maybe that thing that creeps in the corner of his eye, maybe that thing that’s been following him around ever since he entered this line of work. he sleeps outside a lot because of it.

dear sun: also about 22 years old. he’s very much so alive. might have accidentally stumbled into dear moon’s work. doesn’t know who to trust, but dear moon is the first . . . not dead person who has extended him a hand, and so he takes it. he’s very sweet, and he has a mostly optimistic view of the world, even though he’s got so much of his own baggage. he also likes swimming, which is such a goddamn lucky thing. 

main relationships: 

because there are actually so many characters in this particular original work, but i guess we should cover r: a ghost story is a love story, because that’s what dear moon and dear sun are about: something to do with how do you love something that’s already dead and what does it mean to love someone, anyways and also what does it mean to live and honor both yourself and the ones you love? also, something about sun/moon imagery, also something about that one trope that’s just one person scrambling through a crowd to get to another person. also, peeling tangerines for another person.