#so when i was aking for his name he said 'oh

[ashboy-3]

Smash or Pass

Fandom: Danny Phantom and Batfam Prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/help-i-need-a-cool-username/719653067055906816/ashboy-3-please-tag-me-whenever-you-post-it?source=share Characters: Danny, Sam, Tucker, Jason, Batfam Words: 1908 Summary: Danny refuses to sleep and gets stopped by a reporter. Not fully knowng what she aks when questioning him about Red Hood Danny answers with a simple Smash. Now if only his crush Jason Todd would pick up on the social cues.

“So what’s the game tonight?” Danny asked, looking at the screen of the video camera to see Tucker and Sam staring back at him.

“Are you sure Danny. Isn’t it like ten over there?” Sam asked, worry clearly on her face.

“It’s not a good night for sleep Sam. Please. You two both have the day off, right?” Danny asked.

“Yeah we do dude. So I was thinking Smash or pass?” Tucker threw the idea out there.

“Oh that’s a good one. What should we do it on?” Danny asked.

“Super smash bros? It has Smash in the name?” Tucker suggested.

“Then we should totally do Pokémon!” Sam had an evil smirk.

“Oh you are both so on!” Danny quickly agreed as Tucker quickly found a full list online of the Super Smash bro fighters, sharing his screen and making sure to record, if anything for future black mail reasons.

“Alright first up Mario,” Tucker announced, both his friends knowing that he would rather be the impartial party and narrator while they have their fun.

“Pass.” Danny and Sam voiced.

“Donkey Kong.”

“Pass,” Danny quickly said.

“Smash!” Sam was quick to say as the two looked at each other.

“You want to smash a giant monkey?” Danny questioned.

“First off he’s a gorilla, second you can’t tell me that he doesn’t fuck,” she quirked her eyebrow at him.

“Fair enough,” Danny yielded holding up his drink to take a sip in her honor.

“Dude that’s water,” Tucker rolled his eyes.

“Don’t’ remind me. Who’s next!”

“Link.”

“Smash” Tucker rolled his eyes at his two friends.

“Sometimes you two are so predictable. Samus.”

“Pass,” Sam waved her off.

“Smash. Let her fuck me up, in or out of that suit!”

“Dark Samus?”

“Same,” they both agreed, to keep their answers from last time.

“Yoshi.”

“Smash!” Sam yelled out, Danny thinking about it before he to agreed.

“Why am I friends with you two? Kirby?”

“Pass,” Sam said as Danny thought abot it. “Yeah pass. I feel like Kirby is to innocent. And dude who else would you be friends with. Hit me with the next one!”

“Fox and Falco.”

“Pass on Fox smash on Falco,” Sam decided. “Pass on both,” Danny shook his head.

“How could you smash one but not the other? Their the same thing?” Danny asked.

“First off their not. I feel like Falco is more bad ass. Second, I don’t want to hear that argument when we get to pokemon.”

“Fair enough.” Danny agreed.

“Speaking of Pokemon I’m skipping them in this list since that’s our next list,” Tucker skipped the image of pikachu. They both passed on Luigi, Ness, Captain Falcon, and jigglypuff.

“I would so smash princess peach, daisy, and Rosalina. Line them up!” Danny cheered.

“Really Peach? I would only smash Rosalina. She at least had a story line,” Sam rolled her eyes.

“Bowser?”

“Smash the fucking hell out of me!” Danny cheered.

“Okay I know I’m a monster fucker, but are you sure you’re not one?” Sam asked him.

“I have never actually thought about it,” Danny shrugged. “But you still didn’t answer the question?”

“Of course, I’d smash Bowser. Pass on Wario, Waluigi, and Dr. Mario,” Sam rolled her eyes, a smile on her lips.

“Yeah, I can agree with that statement,” Danny shook his head in understanding. “We are passing on the ice climbers?” Danny asked.

“Of course!” Danny agreed. “and you know I’m smashing Sheik and Zelda!”

“Smash Sheik pass on Zelda.”

“You are aware that their the same person right?” Tucker asked her.

“I’m very aware. Sheik could kill me and Zelda is a broing princess. I know what I want in a partner.”

“point taken,” Tucker stopped his fight as he ended up pushing next multip times. Danny and Sam both agreed to pass on the fire emblem charctrers along with young link while Smashing Ganon.

“Mr. Game and Watch.”

“Pass,” Sam said quickly.

“I’d smash. I feel like he could give me a fun time. You saw how he handles that hammer. If I’m lucky he’d use it to pound me,” Danny smiled, making both of his friends laugh.

“You know Danny I agree with that statement and that’s why I’d smash meta knight.”

“To much armor for me,” Danny said, making Tucker snort.

They passed on the Pit’s, kept their same opinion on Samus and landed on Snake.

“Extra Smash!” Danny and Sam agreed.

They kept playing, ending pretty quickly with mostly passes. Danny wanting to smash Bayonets,, Ridley, and King Roll. Sam was agreeing with that list adding Isabella, claiming that she must have some evil dark side to her. This led the group to the pokemon list.

“Do we want to start with Gen 1? Or just go into chaos?” Tucker asked, knowing his friends answers as he got up the list for Gen 9.

“I’m being honest if it’s got three evolutions, I’m most likely not going to smash the first evolution. The second and third are still up for grabs,” Danny set down his rules.

“I can agree with that. So we passing on Sprigatto, Quaxly, and Fuecoco,” Tucker mumbled to himself, making sure to skip thoses options.

“I’m Smashing Floragato, Meowscarda and crocalor from the starters,” Danny stated.

“Chicken,” Sam snorted. “I’ll take your grass started and your fire second evolution and raise you a Quaxwell.”

“I feel like it’s only going to drown into madness from here,” Tucker groaned, knowing it’s not even midnight where Danny is yet and there are nine generations of pokemon.

“How can you not Smash Spidops!” Danny asked frantically.

“Are you kidding? All it does is shot webs. If I wanted to fuck something that shots webs I would fuck spiderman,” Sam rolled her eyes.

“You. . .bring out an excellent point, but I’m not changing my answer!”

“Smashing Arbolliva!” Sam slammed her hand on the desk.

‘Damn girl! I am right here! If you don’t want me then just say it,” Tucker teased her as Danny laughed.

“Smash. Samsh. Smash Ceruledge,” Danny was cheering, Sam cheering with him.

“You know it makes sense that the two of you dated in. highschool, but I can clearly tell why you two were never going to work,” Tucker observed.

“And why is that?” Danny asked, quirking his eyebrow.

“You have to similar of taste.”

“No way in hell you’re actually fucking Grafaiai. Sam do you just have a thing for monkeys or something? “Danny asked.

“I’m not the one who’s ready to throw a party for Toedscruel. I thought we agreed no judging?” She glared.

“Oh know we are judging. I think I’m the one who’s judging the worst,” Tucker laughed.

“That doesn’t count. You only have eyes for Sam. I can’t even recombed a person looks hot and fuckable to you without you saying Sam’s better,” Danny groaned.

“Yep and it’s nice to see that my girlfriend does not have the same standards for me,” Tucker was looking towards her, a playful smile on his lips. He knows she loves him and that he’s not being serious.

“Ah shit guys! I gotta go and get ready for class!” Danny said after hours of playing the smash or pass game. They did eventually make it through all of the Pokémon, but now it was 7 am and Danny had to run to get to campus and stop at his favorite coffee shop.

“Make sure you stay awake dude. If you need to skip class I can write you a doctor’s note,” Tucker said.

“I’ll be fine. I just really don’t want to sleep right now. I should be better by tonight,” Danny said bye to his friends, changing into a different shirt, making sure to grab his jacket, wallet, and keys before leaving his small apartment.

Danny loved living in Gotham, but sometimes the hustle and bustle of the city can be chaotic and stressful, especially on the days when Danny could possibly be late for class, sleep deprived, yet to have his coffee and some report is stopping him to ask him question.

“Opinion of Red Hood?” was the only thing Danny heard the reported ask.

“Smash,” was all Danny could think of as he quickly walked into the coffee shop to get his black coffee with 12 extra expresso shots. Did is taste good? No. Did it wake him up? Absolutely.

Danny didn’t realize the absolute chaos he had caused till he was back home from his classes, Sam and Tucker spamming him with memes of what he did.

Seeing no other option but to go along with it. He found the original clip that tucker sent him a link to, tunrs out the news station put it up on twitter, and re retweeted it with just two words. “I’m right.”

Meanwhile on the other side of Gotham Dick is dying of laughter as he discovered the most hilarious news clip on the planet and proceeded to send it to every single person in his contacts and to every group chat that he’s in, just in case he didn’t have someone’s contact number saved.

He even found the clip being retweeted by the same guy who claims that he’s still right with someone else tagging it #plsdon’tkillhimmr.redhoodsir.

He was making fun of Jason for it especially because turns out his brother knows the guy in real life.

“Grayson what does he even mean when he says smash?” Damain asked as Tim and Dick were making fun of Jason at the cave.

“I have to agree with Damain. The video makes know sense,” Bruce agreed.

“I’m not explaning this,” Tim quickly grabbed his coffee and walked out of the batcave.

“No it!” Jason declared running upstairs, face fully red, Dick not far behind him.

“Why is it always me,” Duke groaned as Bruce wayne lifted a questioning eye brow up at him.

“Please don’t make me explain it,” Duke begged, but sadly when Bruce Wayne wants to know something he will know something.

“Keep making fun of me for this and I will no longer show up to family dinner,” Jason glared at his older brother.

“Aww. You know you can’t avoid Alfred forever,” Dick teased.

“Shit you’re right,” Jason groaned, knowing he was going to have to put up with his brother’s teasing no matter what.

Before anyone knew it Wednesday was upon them, which meant that Danny and Jason finished their only shared class and walked out together to get lunch.

“So did you see your famous news clip?” Jason asked, not able to look Danny in the eye.

“Yeah. I swear this I say the craziest shit when I’m sleep deprived. I stand by what I said though,” Danny got up from the table to grab his order.

“You’re not worried about Red Hood finding out or anything?” Jason asked, seeing a chaotic look within Danny’s eyes.

“Jason, I want nothing more than for Red Hood to come and find me. Hopefully then I’ll get my wish,” Danny smirked up at him, hoping his friend would catch on to the signs.

“Well one can always hope,” Jason gave an awkward laugh as Danny sighed.

Jason may be a bat, but Danny has a feeling that he’s as hopeless as he is when it comes to picking up on romantic cues. At this rate, it’s going to take a miracle to get Jason to realize that yes Danny has feelings for him.

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I think that was everyone that wanted to be tagged. I personally feel like this could you a second chapter. If I ever do decide to do that then I would definitely add more Jason moments than just having him in here at the last moment.

[zynxwrite]

hey darling <3 hope you are well rested today! may i request something like when neteyam and lo’ ak say something hurtful about sibling!reader thinking she’s not there but she accidentally overhears? if its not too much, can it have fluffish ending? no pressure take your time 🦋

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄?

pairings ❰ Neteyam x Sibling!F!Reader, Lo' ak x Sibling!F!Reader (Separated) Spider x Reader (briefly)

You overhear your brother talking hurtful things behind your back. How could he?

GENRE: Angst, comfort after. WARNINGS: none.

NETEYAM.

You, the middle child of the family had always tried to fit in. Never really had a role to take. You were just you. The plain old [Name] with no purpose to being a sully. You were always what they call annoying; A brat who can't behave. Even you really don't know why you act like this-you can't control yourself and just eventually do something. Or you accidentally shout and hurt someone just by it.

"Freak. She does not deserve to be a Sully." What you commonly hear when the Na'vi speak of you.

"That girl is mad. Disrespectful. A dog to her family." And it can even come to this.

You were an outcast to them. To your family, you think. You were nothing but a dog to them. Still, your family loves you. Maybe Especially your sisters, Kiri and Tuktirey. Even if they cannot understand your situation-they're always there for you. Kiri was your adoptive older sister. And you were her first sister. As children, you were both inseparable, like how glue sticks to a paper.

The relationship of you and your edest brother were never really that close. But you admire him a lot. A lot. You admired him more than your father. He was more likely the father of your siblings than your actual one. Jake was always hard on you and even your siblings.

"I will never treat you like a nothing. Promise." A lie.

Scratches, injuries were present to your legs. You were not supposed to go hunting, you disobeyed your father again. All you wanted was just to prove your worth.

Neteyam began to speak to a mutual friend, assuming you were not there to hear his words. But there you were, behind a tree listenig to their conversation as you watch them just finished fishing.

"I don't get [Name] at all! I always try to teach her but she just does not listen. It's getting annoying, truth. She's a brat." Neteyam crossed his arms while sharing something to a friend. And the friend happens to agree. Of course it will. They always do.

"I do not know how she can even be related to you at all."

"Neither do I. She's not a sister of mine."

The words hit you like a punch to the gut, and your eyes welled up with tears. You had always admired your sibling, looking up to them for guidance and support. Hearing them talk about you in such a hurtful manner shattered your heart, leaving you feeling vulnerable and betrayed.

He continued, "She thinks everything is so easy, and she can just coast through life. It's infuriating how she goes about her days, seemingly without a care in the world, while the rest of us are trying to keep it all together." Unable to bear the pain any longer, you accidentally reveal yourself, finally being seen.

Neteyam's eyes widened as he saw you. Knowing that you probably heard all that he said about you. Feeling a mix of sadness and anger, you managed to whisper, "I didn't know you felt this way... I never meant to disappoint you." The voice of yours cracked with emotion as you turned and left the place, needing time to process the hurtful revelation.

"Shit. Wait, [Name]!-] But you already left both of them before he could even say another word. You were also known for being fast, your legs were like the sibling of the winds. Fast.

Oh, great mother. What has he done? Such shitty thing to say.

What you didn't know that Spider was also in the same place as you. Hearing all the words your brother said to you. His plan was to scare you so he followed you. But he didn't know that it would lead to this. Your human friend then followed you.

You didn't know where you were running. But the speed of your legs just kept running. Running to whatever you stop to. Before you could even realize you were completely far away from the village.

A sound coming from a bush entered the core of your ears. But you ignored it. Not wanting to pay attention to anything anymore. 'Neither do I. She's not a sister of mine.' This. This piece of crap. Such words.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you clenched your fists, feeling a knot the my stomach. You wanted to run away, but your feet felt glued to the floor, unable to move. The pain of his words pierced through your soul, leaving me feeling worthless and unloved. You always knew that the people disliked you. But never expected your brother to hate you as well. Thoughts started to circle all over you. Do your sisters find you unlovable as well? Your mother? Overthinking made you hurt more.

"[Name]?" That voice. You recognized it. Suddenly, you felt a gentle touch on your shoulder, and turned to see none other than Spider, the closest friend you had. The only one. He had been your rock through thick and thin, always there to lend a listening ear or a comforting hand. You two shared a lot in common. Being disliked by the people.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice filled with concern, "I heard what happened. Are you okay?" What do you think. You couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They cascaded down your cheeks as you whispered, "I don't know what's wrong with me. Why did he say that?"

"Am I that much of a brat?" You were sitting, and he was standing. Spider pulled you into a warm embrace, letting you cry on his shoulder-accidentally wiping the blue paint off his skin.

"You're not the problem, and you're not alone," he said firmly. "Sometimes people say hurtful things out of frustration or their own issues. But that doesn't define who you are. You're strong, caring, and deserving of love." More tears started to form you. But this time it wasn't tears of that feeling.

As you cried, Spider stayed with you, providing a safe space for your pain. His presence and words brought some comfort to your shattered heart. While the hurtful words from your so called brother lingered, Spider's support reminded you that you had someone who genuinely cared for me. You hope your sisters didn't hate you too.

"Thank you, Spider."

"How stupid can you be?!" Kiri yelled. "Brother...Why would you say that? You know she's sensitive! Norm said she had difficulty expressing herself." Kiri had heard about what he said from Spider, but never told Neteyam it was from him.

"You know how much she looks up to you and cares about your opinion. It's not fair to speak about her like that behind her back." Neteyam's face flushed with embarrassment and guilt. He fumbled for words but remained silent, realizing the gravity of his actions.

"I understand that siblings can have disagreements and conflicts," Kiri continued, her tone softening slightly. "But there are better ways to handle your feelings. You could talk to her directly and try to understand what's going on instead of making hurtful assumptions."

Neteyam looked down, clearly grappling with his emotions. "I didn't mean for her to hear that," he finally mumbled. "I was just frustrated, and it came out."

"I get that," Kiri acknowledged, "but you need to be more mindful of your words. They have consequences, and you hurt her deeply. She's your sister too, and she loves you despite everything. Don't take that for granted."

A mix of guilt and regret washed over Neteyam's face. He knew Kiri was right, and he had to take responsibility for his actions. "You're right," he admitted, his voice filled with remorse. "I messed up, and I need to apologize to her." Kiri nodded, appreciating his honesty. "It's not going to be easy, but you owe it to her and yourself to make things right," she said.

Later that day, Neteyam approached you. "Sister," sister.

"Can we talk?" he asked softly, and you hesitated for a moment before nodding. Sister... the word kept ringing inside that head of yours. "I need to apologize," Neteyam began, his voice genuine and vulnerable. "I said some awful things, and I can't even begin to express how sorry I am. I was frustrated, angry, and I took it out on you. But that was never right, and you didn't deserve any of it."

"I felt so disconnected from you," he continued. "It seemed like we were drifting apart, and I didn't know how to handle it. But I realize now that pushing you away was the worst thing I could have done." Confusion stirred in you. Was he actually sorry? You couldn't help but overthink.

"I'm sorry. You are my sister." Really?

Not even a second-You hugged him. Forgiveness has already been granted. You always thought how warm his hug was.

LO'AK.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the room, you could feel the tension in the air. The gathering at the village had started out joyous, but now it felt heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. You had noticed your brother, Lo'ak, acting distant and on edge all evening, but you couldn't pinpoint the reason behind it.

"Hey, [Name]! Dance with us!" Your little sister, Tuk tried to pull you from the crowd. Sorry, Tuk.

"Uhm-I think I'm gonna go for a walk first. I'll dance with you later, promise!" Feeling overwhelmed, you decided to step out onto the crowd for a moment of solitude. As you moved away from the chatter inside, you overheard hushed voices and recognized Lo'ak's distinct tone. Curiosity got the better of you, and you couldn't resist eavesdropping on the conversation.

"I don't understand her," Lo'ak's voice carried the weight of frustration. "She's always so needy and emotionally sensitive. It's exhausting to be around her. It's so annoying." He sighed. "She doesn't act like a relative to me, bro." a friend of his nodded.

"Why did I even have a twin." why did he?

Each word hit you like a physical blow, and the tears that had been building up in your eyes finally spilled over. You felt the sting of hurt and betrayal, listening to your own brother talking about you in such a hurtful manner. You had always looked up to your twin and thought he cared for you deeply, but his words shattered that illusion.

Before you could retreat, Lo'ak's voice wavered with realization, "Wait, where did she go? Did she hear me?"

You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself, but the pain was too raw. Still, you couldn't bear the thought of confronting him, not when he had uttered those words in the heat of the moment. Instead, you quietly slipped away and found a secluded corner on a tree to hide your tears.

It was already dark. You have been gone for almost an hour or two. The people have been worried about you. Where did you go? Were you safe? Tuk couldn't help but ask Neytiri every minute if you've already returned. But you were just nowhere to be seen.

Thankfully, Lo'ak eventually found you. It took him 30 minutes to find you with his Ikran. There you were, hugging your legs under a tree. He almost thought you fell asleep. But you weren't.

He landed his Ikran on the ground. There he stood, his expression pained and regretful. "I-I didn't know you were there," he stammered, his voice thick with emotion. "I didn't mean what I said. I was just frustrated, and I didn't think before I spoke."

Tears welled up in your eyes again, and you looked away, not wanting to show your vulnerability. "It doesn't excuse what you said," you replied, your voice shaky. "You really think I'm that unbearable?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant," Lo'ak pleaded, taking a step closer to you. "I've just been going through a lot lately, and I didn't know how to handle it. I never meant to hurt you." Despite your anger and hurt, you could see the sincerity in his eyes. You knew that he was struggling, but that didn't make his words hurt any less.

"I can't believe you said those things about me," you said, trying to hold back your tears. "I thought we were close." You were his twin.

"We are close," Lo'ak said, his voice cracking. "And that's why it hurts so much to see you upset. I've been a terrible brother, and I'm so sorry."

The pain in his voice tugged at your heart, and you felt conflicted. Part of you wanted to shut him out and protect yourself, but another part wanted to believe that he genuinely regretted his words.

"Please. I know you can't forgive me that easily. But you need to come back with me. They are worried about you."

"Take all the time you need," he said softly. "I'll be here when you're ready to talk, and I'll do whatever it takes to make things right." He took his hand out and placed it in the air. Gesturing it for you to hold on. But as you held his hand-he pulled you into a hug.

NOTE: SORRY I HAVEN'T WRITTEN FOR A LONG TIME AND I'M STRUGGLING BECAUSE I'M WORKING ON A NOVEL AOAHDJSJSBK. SORRY THE WRITING IS TERRIBLE. (I fr need to take lessons to improve my ass.) My writing style has changed hasn't it? AHH WRITERS BLOCK AND ART BLOCK GOT ME

I am also open for requests pookies <33

[deadricslover]

little admirer

here's my masterlist!

a/n: I've been stuck for ideas I'm sorry I've been gone :/ but hopefully I will get back into the routine of posting! this is also shorter than usual but I didn't want to drag it out lol

summary: you always hated getting bombarded by 'fans' of Bruce and the paparazzi. You didn't think this encounter would be any different but you were wrong. It was actually one of the most wholesome ones and definitely your favourite.

warnings: this really isn't about Bruce but he's the boyfriend ok? so...ya. and scars I guess NOT PROOFREAD

pairings: bale!Bruce Wayne x gn!musician!eader

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When you looked out the window and saw the crowds of people outside, your fear reached its pinnacle. The only thing you wanted was to spend your anniversary with Bruce alone, free from intrusions other than kisses, of course. Yet that was all wishful thinking. It was obvious that it would not occur. Given your animosity for the paparazzi, Bruce had made an effort to ease your fears, but in reality, you both knew you would just have to get through it. You might have thought you would get used to it since you were also a fairly well-known musician, but not as much as Bruce, the prince of Gotham. However, Bruce took your hand and urged you to break the habit of chewing your nails while staring at the crowd.

"how do they even know you're here?" to ask turning to him

he huffs and shakes his head in thought. "I don't know. maybe someone saw us walking in"

"can we not go to dinner in peace? I mean.." you were at a loss for words, you didn't know how people could be so invasive and inconsiderate.

"I know. I know" he soothes gently kissing your hand and stroking your opposite shoulder whilst his arm is around your back.

"do you want to just get it done?" he inquires and you knew it was the smart thing to do even though you didnt want to. at all.

"yeah sure" you reply turning away and grabbing some last minute things off the bed. On the way out of the elevator, Bruce gently yet firmly places his hand on your waist in order to keep you close. Cameras flash, questions are thrown as you try to make your way through the flood of people. Bruce usually liked to put away a minute or two for some real fans who just wanted a high five off of Bruce Wayne, but he wasn't so sure about right now. You encouraged him to do it, not to break tradition and said you would wait elsewhere. Usually people would recognise you, but Bruce Wayne was right there so of course nobody would pay attention to you...not that you were complaining. A couple people did ak for a photo and you kindly obliged as long as they were sincere about it. As you stood watching Bruce interact with kids and their parents, not paying any mind to reporters, you feel a little tap on your arm. You look around and notice a little girl standing next to you with loving eyes. You crouch down to the little girl thinking maybe she was lost.

"hi sweetie. Are you ok?" you ask the child glancing around to see if her parents were anywhere to be found.

"I'm very good." she replies cheerfully

"awh that's good. where are your parents?" you ask

"getting a photo with Bruce Wayne."

"ooohh. everyone wants to don't they? he's really famous" you emphasize trying to make conversation with the girl

"not as famous as you, though"

she knew who you were? that's so sweet "no no. Bruce is way way more famous than me. but thank you! what's your name?"

"Camilla. You're my favourite person, ever!" she jumps lightly squealing.

oh my- of your heart wasn't throbbing before. it sure is now. the smile on your face couldn't be bigger.

"awh that's so sweet! you're my favourite person too, Camilla!"

"can I tell you a secret" she whispers after a couple moments of silence

"of course you can" you tell her pretending to zip your lips and lock them. She rolls up her t-shirt a little to show you a scar on her tummy. Whatever caused that scar, you felt horrible, especially because she said it was a secret. your eyebrows draw together as a reaction to your reaction.

"I used to hate it and cry all the time because I thought it was weird. but then I found out that you had one too, and now I love it, because my favourite person in the whole wide world has the same thing as me!" she tells. you honestly could cry. A little girl hating something about her body ay such a young age is bad enough but also the fact that she grew to love it because you had one too?! your heart throbbed.

"I do have one. it's on my arm. But yours is so much more beautiful"

"I got mine from an operation when I was a baby" she informs you butchering the word operation as any child would.

"ooh interesting. see all those people asking Bruce for a photo? with all the cameras? well I got mine from them. one time I finished a show and was going home and they hurt me" you recall in simple terms

"my mommy and daddy hurt you?" she asks shocked

"no! not your parents. some others that don't work there anymore."

"that's sad" she replies

she looks off into the crowd for a second and waves to her parents before telling you she has to go now-- not before asking for a hugh though. you kindly oblige without a second thought and embrace the girl smiling. her parents walk over and thank you for being kind to her and watching her. you tell them it was no problem as they leave and you wave to the little girl. Right on queue the famous Bruce wayne walks over without you noticing

"she seemed to love you"

"tell me about it. I'm her favourite person ever in the whole wide world" you recall

"she's not the only one" he adds to taking your hand in his and starts walking

you smile lightly and nudge Bruce slightly "she showed me something too. she had this scar on her stomach from a surgery when she born and she used to always be insecure about it" you start

"that's horrible, she's only young" he butts in genuinely sorry for the girl

"yeah, but the nice part that she found out that I also had a scar the same shape as hers and because of that she grew to love it...all because I had one too!" you exclaim still in disbelief

"you're such an influence. that's so sweet" he responds continuing to walk. "it is isn't it?" you reply placing your head on his shoulder while strolling to the restaurant. Usually you hate the paparazzi, but this time was different, it was sincere and sweet. definitely your favourite so far.

[ivorydragoness44]

Descendants Jay x AK!Reader: In Defense Of

Word Count: 553 Warnings/Notes: Chad being Chad, and a protective Jay. This takes place just after the events of the first Descendants movie. Summary: The Reader minding their own business when Chad approaches them about being too friendly and accepting of the VKs.

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  Another day at Auradon Prep, and another visit to your locker between classes. All in all, it was a pleasant day outside. It was only partly cloudy as the sun shined down over the spacious green grounds.   As you closed your locker securely, a student strode over. With their varsity jacket and princely pastels, there was no question to who it was.   “You’ve been spending a lot of time with those villain kids,” commented Chad Charming, coming to a stop in front of you.   “Good morning to you too, Chad,” you smiled, hoping to turn the conversation elsewhere.   His face crinkled in his concentration. “You know what I mean,” he tossed his hand to the side. “You’ve been getting really close really fast with them. Like…I know they chose good and all, but…”   A frown pulled down at your lips, seeing as his eyes rolled at the thought. “The last time I checked, I could make my own decisions and befriend whoever I want. Not that you would know,” you scoffed. “Like, since when do we ever talk? You were always with Ben and Audrey.”   “Yeah…well-” he put his hands on his hips in thought.

  “And as far as I'm concerned, the VKs-who have names, by the way, attend this school just like everyone else. And live here like the rest of us in the dorms. We’re all teenagers here at a school. So maybe you should step back for a moment and learn something.”   “I think you’ve gotten a little too comfortable with them here,” he says, pointing an accusing finger.   “Maybe, but you know what—I shouldn’t have to—or need to—explain myself to you. Especially when it has nothing to do with you.”   Chad gawked and glanced away at the picnic tables just beyond the railing. “None of my… It completely is,” he took a step toward you.   “It’s none of your business, Chad. Just drop it.”   “See, they’re already—”   “Leave them alone, Chad,” Jay stalked up from behind him.   Chad jumped a little, startled. Quickly composing himself with a few pulls of his face, he turned to look between Jay and yourself. “Ahm, um, hi—”   “Just walk away, Chad,” you advised.   Turning to look between you both, his mouth parted to say something.   “No,” you said again. “Go.”  “Hmph.” With the air of a pompous toddler, he practically stomped away. Pouting.

  You watched him leave, wanting to make sure that he did not suddenly have something to add to the conversation. When you did turn back, it was to find Jay completely in your personal space.   “Are you all right?” He asked, looking you over.   “Yeah,” you shrugged. “Just Chad being…annoyingly himself.”   Putting a hand to your shoulder, his brown eyes tried to read yours. “Are you sure?”   “Yes.” You smiled at his genuine concern and care.

  Surely Chad would come around to eventually see how lovely they could be. Maybe it would take more than just a week after Ben had become king, but still, eventually.

  Reaching your arms out, you hugged him snugly around his waist. You felt his initial surprise with the stilling of his breath.   “Oh.”   After another moment, you smiled as he relaxed into the embrace. “Expect more hugs from me in the future, Jay.”   “Is that a promise?”

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MILITARY WIFE -

[ot7 x reader]

SEOKJIN -

jin: if you’re pregnant now this the time to tell me

y/n: blocking you

jin: you are my fire

y/n: kick fucking rocks seokjin

jin: breaking both my legs

y/n: are you gonna miss me that much?

jin: no

being in the army seems like so much effort

y/n: bye

jin: i’m so fr

what the fuck am i kim seokjin gonna do in the fucking army

y/n: ran laps and shit idk

jin: FOR 2 YEARS

oh no

sorry not going

i have a really bad knee and ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and hitting all these c4’s has given me slight brain damage

y/n: clearly

jin: what

y/n: what

jin: plus ur like super depressed and me leaving would only increase that depression which is understandable

yk? since i’m me and all

y/n: i think i’ll be fine

jin: don’t lie babe

y/n: just say ur gonna miss me and move on kim seokjin

jin: i won’t and pls stop saying my full name i don’t know you like that…

y/n: suddenly ur single

jin: wtf what did i do

y/n: i’m so sick of you

jin: see a doctor or something idk?

but we need to make a baby like rn ur not pregnant right ?

y/n: no and i don’t plan on being anytime soon

jin: um that’s not apart of the plan…

i clearly said ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and something bout a knee injury are you not following?????

y/n: no i am

i just think ur being ridiculous

jin: ME???????

i think ur the ridiculous one rn

ur loving bf is trying to stay with you and is willing to go against the laws to do so and ur not helping???

i think we should take a break or something…

y/n: for 2 years?

jin: OMG UR WORKING WITH THEM ARENT YOU?

you want me gone

y/n: …

YOONGI -

y/n:

yoongi: bye

i’m not even gone yet

y/n: i don’t know if i’m ready for the military wife shit…

yoongi: we aren’t married so you don’t need to worry about that life

y/n: shut the fuck up

anyways

bae why didn’t you tell me sooner i mean what if was pregnant or something ???

yoongi: you’ve known for a whole year and ur not pregnant.

y/n: WHAT IF YOONGI

yoongi: do not start this shit again.

y/n: you wouldn’t be there when i gave birth..

the first birthday…

i can’t do this yoongi…

yoongi: oh no i guess we have to break up😱

y/n: yk what i’m gonna have a blast when ur gone

yoongi: crazy

what about the baby

y/n: fuck the baby the baby isn’t real it was a test of your love and commitment to me and you FAILED

yoongi: damn :/

y/n: you’ll be fine tho right

yoongi: ofc my love

y/n: i mean idc i knew that lolz

was just checking

yoongi: i know bby

y/n: ew ur hot and i love you

yoongi: ew?

y/n: ew

yoongi: ew i guess i love you too

y/n: and u think i’m hot?

yoongi: the hottest

y/n: ur so cringe bro

yoongi: bro???

y/n: it’s time to put this picture up i think

yoongi: 😐

y/n: and when people come to our house i’m gonna be like “yeah that’s my husband… he’s out at war rn” (i’m looking out the window at this point) a single tear runs down my face as i rub my stomach and smile “he’ll be back soon” then there’ll be a knock at the door making me and who ever tf is with me jump a little i go answer the door with the person following behind me (they are nosey af) i open the door and gasp “bang pd… what are you doing here?” he’s holding his hat in his hands and looks really upset he looks at the ground as he speaks to me “y/n….”

yoongi: what the fuck

let the pregnancy thing go

and just because i’m joining the military doesn’t mean i’m going to war you know that right?

and why do i have to die at the end?

y/n: you need to be asking the real questions like who tf is in the house with me ?

also i never said you died YOU said that

yoongi: well it was implied that i died

y/n: shut UP

yoongi: anyways im omw home put the heating on

y/n: sir yes sir 🫡

JIMIN -

y/n: WHEN YOU SAID LIGHT IT UP LIKE DYNAMITE YOU WAS FR THIS WHOLE TIME ?!?

jimin: yeah babe 😔💔

y/n: you fr gonna me lighting hoes up ????

jimin: with a little funk and soul

y/n: omg send me a pic of ur first ak 🥺

jimin: idk if they’ll actually give us guns

y/n: why not?

jimin: kim namjoon with a gun make that make sense

y/n: ur so right

maybe they’ll just give you one

and yoongi the others idk…

my boys and their lil pistols 🥺🥺🥺🥺

jimin: do you think i’ll look good bald?

y/n: no

but it’s okay i’ll still love you

jimin: …

y/n: xoxo

NAMJOON -

y/n: you taking this army shit too far don’t you think…

namjoon: 🤨

y/n: i’m ur number one supporter always but like…

i’m all for army don’t get me wrong

but actually joining one i think you’ve got confused…

namjoon: babe.

y/n: so if you could fix ur confusion then we can continue

namjoon: buzzcut

y/n: ur bags are packed

when do you join

when do i get to see

you can take your phone with you right

GOd FORBID I LET YOU TAKE THAT FUCK ASS ANDROID make sure you take that iphone

you can definitely send me photos right

ur gonna be so buff omg

i’m gonna combust

but i like ur long hair

wtf no

☹️☹️☹️☹️

it makes you look so great

it’s so you

so soft

frames ur face so nicely

what if i hate the buzz

what if ur head is wonky

nvm u cant do it

tell them ur not going because what if the other people bully you for ur wonky head

i won’t be there to help you

i cant have that

ok it’s official you’re staying

namjoon: babe

y/n: call them namjoon before it’s too late

namjoon: it’s going to be fine

y/n: no it’s not

wtf am i gonna do without you

FOR 2 YEARS BABE

ur telling me i have to eat alone as in all by myself ?

no thanks

i’ll pass

namjoon: stop it

it’ll be fine

y/n: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

don’t talk to me i’m sad

man

what the heck

ok i’m over it

namjoon: oh?

y/n: yep

namjoon: cool

y/n: cool.

namjoon: 👍🏻

y/n: fuck you and ur stupid little thumbs up

namjoon: what

y/n: what if i also join the army

namjoon: be fr with me love

y/n: WDYM i could so do it

namjoon: right…

if you were to join

it literally changes nothing

y/n: :c

we could shoot guns together

and have a picnic on the field

namjoon: we would be separated babe

y/n: FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

namjoon: oh wow

y/n: i am over it

namjoon: ofc you are

y/n: are you trying to fight me??

namjoon: no??

y/n: how about i pack ur bags now

just leave me in the dirt already idc

namjoon: ☹️

TAEHYUNG -

y/n: is all of seventeen single?

tae: idk wtf

i do not see why this is relevant

y/n: yk

tae: yk what?

y/n: i’m going to ask google

tae: hello what???

y/n: google didn’t help

the bitch said maybe maybe not

loser

she’s supposed to KNOW

tae: what is going on

and do you not have their numbers

thought u were besties

y/n: IK THAT

but i can’t just ask like that what if they catch on

what then tae

tae: catch on to what?

y/n: that i want one of them

are you silly

keep up

but that would totally ruin my whole plan

tae: ???

are you sick in the head

ur bf is right here

you are actively telling me all this yk that right?

ur kinda a bad cheater

y/n: hey

i need to make plans for the future ur gonna be gone for 2 years i need to be loved

tae: i’ll still love you when i’m in the army wtf

y/n: cute

but that will not cut it

who will i wake up to everyday?

who will play the trumpet at 9pm really loud and do it as bad as you?

who will talk to me about their sick obsession with feet?

tae: fine be like that

i just find a new gf fuck you

cheating BITCH

y/n: wtf

that is not fair i let you kiss and cuddle ur all ur little members for our whole relationship

i think it’s only fair that i get to hold a seventeen members hand for a bit

tae: i DO NOT kiss and cuddle them wtf

y/n: okay.

tae: what if somebody leaks our chats and the people believe that

it will ruin my perfect image

y/n: they already think you kiss and cuddle and ur doing perfectly fine

tae: how do you know

y/n: how do you not know

tae: what seventeen member do you want

y/n: don’t talk about my bfs like they are shopping items

but i am not picky woman

first come first serve

tae: but you-

nvm idc

fuck you

y/n: maybe i’ll date them all at once

then i fr never be lonely

tae: my fans will dox you and take all ur money

y/n: booo

my house is your house

my money is your money

we’ll be doxxed and broke together when you come back 😍

my 13 men will take care of me when ur gone

tae: 13 men is 26 feet 🦶

y/n: this is when i stop talking to you

JUNGKOOK -

jk: :(

me when i think about going to the army

:/

me when i think about being alone

:(

me when think about being away from you

:/

me 2 hours ago

:D

me rn

y/n: what changed in the last 2 hours

jk: i got something

y/n: what did you get

jk: i don’t want to tell you

just know it makes me happy and i’m a grown adult so i can buy what ever i want

y/n: omg okay.

why so defensive what the hell

jk: you shouted at me last time i told you about something i got

y/n: jungkook you brought a rock for 4k

a

ROCK

for

4

k

jk: the past is the past for a reason

y/n: anyways

what did you get

jk: not telling

anyways have i told you how much i love toy story

loved it for my whole life

y/n: you watched it for the first time yesterday

jk: ok?

y/n: bye

maybe going to the army will do you good

they might be able to scare you into acting right

jk: i act perfectly fine the heck?

y/n: a 4k rock is not perfectly fine to me

LIKE FR A PLAIN NORMAL ROCK it’s all coming back to me ur actually so sick in the head omg

jk: LET IT GO OMG

ur making me upset

y/n: what the fuck jungkook

jk: ?????

y/n: how much money did you pay for this

jk: not following

are we still on the rock?

because it was 4k you literally just said that

y/n: jungkook

jk: stop saying my name i’m kinda scared rn

y/n: WHY DID A PACKAGE OF 1462 TOY STORY SOCKS JUST COME TO MY DOOR?

jk: oh

lolz

why would you open it

was my package not urs :(

y/n: how much was it

jk: my phone is going crazy rn omg

i think someone leaked my number

i have to get rid of it asap omg

y/n: i will not let you into this house

how much was it

jk: haha

so um

funny thing is

omg is that car coming towards me?

omg i think itBDSHD/£:££:£:£:;£;&3&348(8(8(84847£4£44££;£3&3&

hey

this is a random lady on the street ur bf jungkook got hit by a car he idk if he’s alive let me pass the phone

hEy babbbe i cAn hrdly breatheee rn idk if i’m gnA make ittttt

jst know in my last momentttts i was thInking obf u luv u biye xx

y/n: do not come home unless you want to die fr

jk: hello this is the random lady again ur bf died i’m sorry for ur loss

y/n: how much did the socks cost you

jk: 7

y/n: 7?

jk: k

y/n: i pray the army takes everything from you

jk: ….

y/n: including ur will to live

HOSEOK -

hobi: until i join the army i have decided to live my life as an australian

starting now

y/n: how unfortunate

hobi: naur way it’s dandy mate

y/n: oh wow

what made you make this decision?

hobi: i saw that new jeans girl say let’s gaur and my life was changed mate

y/n: ur accents so strong it comes through in text that’s crazy i must say

hobi: let’s gaur down under on top naur way

y/n: this is taking years off my life

hobi: naur way mate hopefully it takes 2 years off mine mate let’s gaur

y/n: this feels like it’s a form of self punishment

hobi: bingo mate naur way you’ve cracked it i wanna die mate

y/n: wow

this is a lot to take in all at once

hobi: naur mate this is crush hour crush hour let’s gaur

y/n: idk if australians say naur in every sentence

hobi: naur mate it’s an auzzy thing mate you would get it let’s gaur

y/n: no cuz ur so right my fault

hobi: naur i think it’s time i end this let’s gaur

i will now only talk in song lyrics

starting now

pop pop pop

y/n: oh man

i was just starting to like the australian thing

hobi: pull my sneakers on

tell me tell me

y/n: tell you what?

hobi: got army right behind us when we say so

y/n: soon u will be army

isn’t that crazy

hobi: darling i don’t wish you well

y/n: omg ?!

rude

breaking up with you

hobi: i might kill my ex

y/n: sick little fuck

hobi: kiss kiss fall in love

baby i’m sorry

y/n: forgive you

hobi: i’m not sorry

ok i’ve decided i only want to talk in emoji

starting now

☠️

y/n: i feel like i’m having a stroke

hobi: 😭🙏🏻

y/n: i’m leaving now

hobi: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

😣😣😣😣😣

😰😰😰😰😰

😞😞😞😞😞

😐😐😐😟😟

…

kinda hate this one. did write it before jin left too so yez also sorry jimin’s one is kinda short it’s sosososs long to make these individual ones i feel like as i go through each member you can see me low-key going insane and shit not making any sense hope you enjoyed it tho xoxo

[skellseerwriting]

Swordfight

James Hook x GN!Swords-person!Reader

Requested

Word Count: 2.4k

Content & Warnings: Mentions of blades (swords), sword fighting, one mention of wanting stab Hook’s face, worry of injury, no injuries, lots of flirting (on Hook’s end), one innuendo, reader isn’t really a VK or an AK (just doesn’t care for rules)

Summary: It’s your first time meeting James Hook, and he challenges you to a duel with a certain reward in mind if he wins…

Sitting at the edge of the water fountain in the courtyard, you were sharpening your sword.

The thin, silver-colored blade shone brightly in the afternoon light.

It hadn’t been easy sneaking it around the eyes of teachers, but you’d managed to keep it out of view. Your sword was a part of you, and you never wanted to part from it.

Who cares about rules anyways? If you got in trouble, so be it. You’d probably just escape detention or whatever they were planning on punishing you with anyways. If they caught you.

A shadow cast over your lap.

Looking up, you saw the suave face of a young man with brown hair.

“You know, they don’t let you carry those ‘round here.” He mused in an accent you couldn’t quite place, hand casually on his hip. A deep red coat was draped over his shoulders -arms not in the sleeves- and concealing his other hand. You squinted your eyes.

“I know.” You said without care, looking back down to return to your task. “Rules are made to be broken anyways.”

Expecting him walk away, you were surprised to see the shadow stay in place. You looked up at him again, raising an eyebrow. He just loomed in closer to you.

“You know, I’m very good with a sword in my hand myself.” He said, inflating his chest (along with his ego).

“Oh, I’m sure you are.” You smirked, humoring him a little. He may have been pestering you, but you did have to admit; he had a handsome face.

His hand reached forward to touch your own; or maybe it was to grab your sword hilt. Either way, you recoiled at the sudden intrusion of space.

Getting up quick and moving to the side, you pointed your blade at him and gave him a look. You’d permit flirting, but you wouldn’t let a near-stranger get too close to you so casually.

“You really shouldn’t have that.” Was all he said in response; only further entertained by the threat. His body language was completely casual and fluid.

“Why do you care?” You asked, feeling your patience wear down a little at his antics and insistency of not buzzing off; despite his good looks.

“Oh,” He said with amusement. “Well I’d hate to see you get in trouble.”

You were pretty sure he was enticed by the idea, actually.

Still, you weren’t going to let him rile you up like this.

“Who are you anyways?”

There was venom in your tone, but it may as well have been honey to him. The mystery student took on a look of fake shock before waving his hand in a circular motion and bowing at the waist in a flourishing act.

“The name’s Captain James Hook; Feared pirate of the seas. Most call me ‘Hook’.” He looked up at you, still bent at the waist. “But you, Darling…” he winked. “can call me your date.”

You couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped you. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to dim his spirits.

“And why would I go on a date with you?” You asked with mirth. Hook’s eyes twinkled.

“Because.” He stood up straight. “It’ll be my reward for beating you in the challenge.”

“‘The challenge’?”

“A duel.” He enunciated, clarifying with pursed lips.

You sniggered.

He wanted to have a swordfight with you?

You flicked your blade down at your side with a swish. Then, you gave a brief, mock bow.

“Alright then, Captain. I’ll indulge you. However,” you gave him a glance full of warning. “It’s your funeral.”

Hook merely blew you a kiss as he walked off to grab a hidden sword he must’ve stashed away for this very instance. He was leisurely with his time as he made his way back to you; grip very loose on the handle.

“Good luck.” You said sarcastically, readying your stance. He did the same.

“Why would I need that when you’re motivation enough for me?”

His words caught you off guard, and in the next moment, the metal in his hand clashed against yours with heavy force; the sound stinging your ears.

 Hurriedly getting focused back on the danger in front of you, you pushed his blade away, but Hook only returned for more.

Quickly getting into the zone, you studied his way of attacking and footwork. You’d gone up against many opponents over the years, and your analysis yielded one result; he was good.

Adjusting your weight to parry him, you allowed your eyebrows to scrunch in annoyance. Hook was vicious in his attacks, whilst still maintaining a certain elegance. His sword whipped across your vision like a needle and you began taking steps backward to get a better eye on it.

He turned the angle of your fight, making your back face the water fountain. The sounds of sharp metal stopped only for a moment as you were forced to hop backwards onto the fountain edge.

Hook’s smile continued at the sign of weakness. Gritting your teeth, you waited for him to hop up on the ledge as well so you could lunge toward him and make him fall.

Unfortunately, he seemed to have seen that coming, because he increased the speed of his attacks and thrusts the second he joined you on the small space of tile.

Once again, you were backing up. So, you made a feint at him, only to completely over throw your weight.

Your body careened towards the churning water.

A hand grabbed hold of your waist and spun you back to your feet. Hook’s torso was pressed up against yours and he gave you a charming smile.

“Falling for me alr-“

He didn’t get to finish his pun before you attempted to stab him from a close distance. Luckily for him, he had good reflexes.

Huffing in annoyance, you finished walking off the back of the fountain edge and dropping onto the ground.

As Hook stood above you, grinning, he spun his fine blade around a couple times and made a few fancy slashes. Then, he built up a huge jump and lunged at you.

You merely side stepped, and he was set stumbling forward.

Taking the opportunity, you sprinted to the nearby stone wall and its pillars. As you did so, you noticed many students facing you; it seemed you had gathered an audience.

You heard Hook following behind you and resisted the urge to look back.

Going around a thick pillar, you were hoping he would trail you as you swung around back to the courtyard. Instead, you ran right into him; he had went the other way.

Your palm was pressed up against his chest in fear of the sudden impact, and you wanted to stab that stupid look on his face as he teased you with a: “If you wanted to feel me up all you had to do was ask.”

Shoving him away, you turned around to go back to where you came from. You quickly found he did the same and moved in front of you again in anticipation of your moves; essentially blocking you off.

Huffing, you moved back to the center and waited for him to move to the outside of the courtyard.

Taking notice of the vines covering the stone bricks, you changed your mind and started to climb to try and escape.

You gripped your sword between your teeth to give freedom to both hands.

Hearing rustling sounds under you, you groaned.

“Can’t you just leave me alone?” You asked with your teeth clenched, exasperated. If you had known how this would go, you would have never agreed.

“Aww come on,” He drawled, not nearly as out of breath as you hoped he would be. “Give me a chance.”

About to bite back a remark, you became inquisitive at hearing a sharp sound dig into the wall below you.

Was he using his sword to climb?

Shaking your head, you hauled yourself to the top; getting on your feet as soon as possible.

The sun immediately hit your eyes. So, before turning around to anticipate your opponent, you briskly walked across the precarious wall into some shade that was provided by the taller academy building.

That same building also provided a nice dead end for you.

Hearing scuffling sounds behind you, you turned around; panting.

Hook held his steel in between his teeth like you had. While grabbing the hilt, he let out an exhale as he removed it from his mouth. That in combination with the sunlight hitting his brown eyes and making them sparkle, you silently cursed yourself for getting in this undesirable position with such a pretty man.

“Running away already?” He told you with a smirk. “I apologize if I was that scary, Darling.”

Was he implying you were a coward?

“Never.” You spat. “In fact…” you took a few bold steps toward him, making elegant slashes not unlike the ones he had made earlier. “I think you should be scared of me.”

Hook let out a chuckle.

“And why should I?” He taunted.

Close enough now, you gave his shiny blade a slight nudge with your own as a test.

“You’ll see.” You mused.

And so you were back into your flow.

You parried him and made lunges; staying within your range limits but also not allowing him to back you up either.

You were firm. Sturdy.

And Hook seemed to keep things steady with you as well. He was casual with his blocks and jabs, but it wasn’t without effort.

He took a few steps backward; seemingly for fun and allowing you to advance.

Then, it reversed. He pressed forward, and you turned to more parries as you backed up.

It almost seemed like… a game. Or something.

As Hook gave you his good-hearted smirk that you had gotten used to in the five minutes you had known the man, you found that your irritation was gone.

In its place was a certain thrill.

You were excited over the fight. It gave you a challenge; a rush you hadn’t felt in a long time.

Slightly laughing at a fun slice of steel up against each other in a noise that would make most people cringe, you let out a smile as you spun around to deliver another blow.

It all felt like a dance, with Hook leading you expertly; the swords making sharp music of their own.

You found that you were actually enjoying it.

Now, “what were you going to ask Hook for when you won?” was the question on your mind.

Maybe you’d make him your date, you thought jokingly (although you found you weren’t disgusted by the idea).

Hook made a harsh jab at you in the middle of your daydream, disrupting you.

You stumbled backwards.

Trying to get back on your feet as he got close again, you had no choice but to recede to the wall that was part of Merlin Academy’s building behind you.

You stood up fully, but it was too late.

His weapon was now pointed directly at your throat.

Hook jutted his face forward.

“I win.” He gloated, and you opened your mouth.

Cheering burst from down below, and you got briefly distracted and glanced down at the crowd you didn’t even realize had accumulated. It seemed more students had gathered to watch you two than what there had been when the whole thing began.

Remembering your dangerous situation, you immediately brought your attention back to Hook, only to find that he was distracted all the same.

Not wasting a second, you circled your blade around his and forced it out of his hand; making it soar through the air and hit the ground below in a soft clatter.

“No;” you mused with just the slightest hint of smugness, pointing your sword at his throat now. “I win.”

Hook eyes widened, then he pouted, but it seemed superficial; in a sort of mock-pity type of way. You squinted your eyes at him with suspicion. Why would he act like that if he had just lost?

“Students!” A rather calm voice exclaimed from below. ”Please come down from there right now!”

Professor Merlin.

You winced, looking down at the man who wouldn’t tolerate all the rule breaking that had just occurred.

And that distraction was your downfall.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Hook’s coat fly up as his left arm (the one that was hidden the whole time) finally revealed itself. A metal glint could be caught from the area of his hand as it swung around your thin blade, pulling at it with an inexplicable force and yanking it out of your hand.

It joined his own on the ground beneath you. They beautifully crossed each other, forming an “x”.

Hook pushed forward into your space, and you felt something sharp press lightly into the side of your neck.

You squinted down. It appeared to be a metal hook.

Your breath caught; worry shooting through you of it piercing your skin.

Trying to back up, you realized the wall was directly behind you. You had nowhere to run.

Glancing downwards, you briefly pondered the likelihood of breaking something if you jumped down to grab your sword.

“I wouldn’t do that.” Hook advised, somehow knowing what you were thinking. “Wouldn’t want you to ruin those legs of yours, ay?”

You gritted your teeth. How could you have lost?

Looking Hook in the eye now, you decided to accept your fate. The sooner you got this over with, the sooner your feelings of humiliation would pass.

“So,” he said, retracting himself. “about that date.”

“At this rate you’ll be having your date in detention!” Merlin declared, just waiting for you to get down. “Let me know if you need assistance getting down!”

Sparing you a glance, Hook winked at you, saying “another time then” before taking a leap off the wall.

Your heart lurched out of your chest.

He did a roll onto the ground, and you sighed in relief.

You ignored the realization of being worried about his well-being as he picked up both of your blades, immediately walking away with them in his hand.

Thief.

You changed your mind; he was a jerk.

Still, a tiny part of your heart fluttered at the idea of having to comply with his request of going on a date with him.

Even though you had been adverse when you first met him, the brief -yet intense- sword fight had made you learn things about him that were, well, endearing.

As Hook disappeared without a trace and Merlin continued to shout at you, a tiny smile slipped through.

Maybe going on a date with him wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Taglist: For James Hook

@lesbpotmurdocklokistan @little-teacupss @mushroomdemon9 @leoisbabygirl

@brokenmilkcrates @eretsupremacy89 @1-queenofpotatoes-1 @elltheawkward

[ismashedkasso666]

Sematary song ratings + favorite lyrics: playlist made by @therealjoeysmack. <3

Nineteen total tracks here and ranked.

BABAYAGA (10/10) — Genuinely, I am shocked that I liked this one so much, as I did not care for Bunny Suit.

You know what the fuck it is

Buckshot, what up?

/

Sematary Grave Man on the fuckin' beat

Haaaauuughhhhhhhgg

/

In my Butcher House tweaking, bitch, fuck all of y'all

Keep a blade on me so you better be nice to me

Hating ass bitch, go ahead, fucking step to me

I'ma live forever, bitch, this body don't mean nun' to me

MORDOR (6/10) — I think this is a fair rating. It is not a bad track, but it isn’t much. The fast pace is a good thing, indeed.

I fucked up again, look what you made me do (Oh no)

I fucked up again, now it's blood all over you (Oh no)

WENDIGO (10/10) — I like the lyrics a lot! I think the beat is super great as well. At the three-minute mark (near the end of the song), I really liked the synth sounds.

And what I ain't, I will never be

/

Everybody leaves, will you stay true for me?

Fuck it though, I'ma make my chainsaw swing

PARKING LOT SCARECROW (10/10) — It started off incredibly well both musically and lyrically, and it continued throughout the whole song. It was quite nice.

I'm a scarecrow, baby, but I'll be a man for you, girl

Grave Man, bitch, I'ma scarecrow for real

I can't feel my heart, but it's beating for something

/

Don't ask me 'bout shit 'cause I don't remember nothing

/

Is anyone out there? I don't really know

If you hate the world, then you'll know what I know

And I feel your pain if you a real scarecrow

Reverence (7.5–8ish/10)

I HAIL THE NIGHT (7.5ish/10) — The vocals were pleasant, especially the chorus. The guttural growls in the background kind of spooked me, but that’s cool.

Step to me wrong, I'mma carve you right

Don't look back as the earth dies

Bury my grave, so full and wide

Ride the highway to hell, fuck it, all night

KAMAKRAZEE (7/10) — Not bad musically, but nothing special to me. I think the lyrics were silly, which is a good thing.

I'm at the party, damn, is that Sematary?

Hi, my name is Sematary, don't you try me

The Haunted Mound so motherfuckin' kamakrazee

SCARCRAW (8.5/10) — I liked Buck’s voice a lot; the fast parts were super great.

I'm a scarecrow stuck in my wicked scarecrow ways (Scarecrow)

All or nothing, this them "all or nothing" days (All or nothin')

/

Scarecrow shawty, I'ma call up Buckshot (Buck, Buck)

/

Paranoia pushing through, holding on to hope

Nothing really matters when you’re lost on a dirt road

HAUNTED MOUND REAPERS (7–7.5/10) — Not special or anything; the lyrics were catchy, and that’s about it.

I only love my AK, the only one to make me smile

/

I'm smoking up another one, I'm Gunsmith, you better duck

We turning up and throwing up, I call up Buck, he got the drugs

/

Death, Madness, Murder and Mayhem

GO DIG MY GRAVE (5–6/10)

Ya hate me so much, go and dig my grave

/

Bitch, I'ma people hater

/

Put it on my headstone, bitch, I said fuck the world

ANGELMAKERS (10/10) — I liked that the pace of the song got progressively faster. Turnabout was a really good addition, and the chorus was enjoyable to listen to.

He shorted my bread, so I shorted his life, why should I settle for less? (For less?)

Chest tat say 'til death, I'm finna paint yo house red

HALLOWED BE MY WRIST (10/10)

I don't repent my sins, I don't give a fuck

/

What's the point of living if you ain't having no fuckin' fun?

Up inside my denim trench, I'm packin' that big loaded gun (Blaow, blaow)

/

Fuck the law and all them cops, we still scream, "Fuck all of 'em"

WE DONT DIAL 911 (5/10)

SMOKIN OUT DA GRAVE (3–4/10) — I do not get the vision, me personally...

KING OF THE GRAVEYARD (4/10) — Not much to say about it. I suppose I just do not like it.

HOUSE OF THE DEAD (5/10) — I liked the way Grave Man sang this, but I didn’t care for most of the lyrics or the music.

HALLOW’D GROUND (10/10) — I think my favorite lyrics are literally the whole song; I am not sure how to add all that… Buckshot, you’re great. Grave Man, you’re great. The others, you’re great. I fw this specific song heavy.

I'll skim your credit card and empty out your whole account

I'll raid your medicine cabinets if I'm in your house

Overamped in the Butcher House, it's a party with the Haunted Mound

/

Delirious off the drugs like I had a fever

Pills and alcohol, 'bout to have a seizure

Sleepin' under old prehistoric structure

I got Benzedrex and lemon juice

Ritalin, Vyvanse, and Concerta

Overampin', I'm getting anxious

Footsteps, voices, did you hear that? (Haunted Mound)

/

I ain't sleepin', I'm speedin'

Eyes won't close, starin' at the ceiling

/

And if you don't like me, then leave me alone

I'll eat when I'm hungry and I'll drink when I'm dry

And if living don't kill me, I'll live 'til I die

IM RELOADING (5.5/10) — I have a sneaking suspicion that he does not like cops.

Up all night, yeah, my whole room hurts

I got some boxcutters, I'mma make it hurt

I be swerving in that motherfuckin' hearse

If he try me, I'ma put him in the earth

Come around, we them dirty cutters

Yeah, you're fucking with some cop killers

SHOTGUN (6–6.5ish/10)

Wake up in the morning, said "Fuck today

/

Shawty leavin' me, I guess I'm stuck up in my ways

Don't trust a human being, everyone is fake

You don't wanna die, please stay away I'm covered in the blood of my enemies

Motherfuck real life, I finally feel alive today

/

Red snow, finna blow my fuckin' head away

Lurcher in the truck bed

Buckshots, fill 'em with lead

Conclusion

I give this playlist an overall eight, or maybe a nine. The songs I seemed to like most were the ones with Turnabout and Buckshot; the ones with only Grave Man, I don’t think I liked as much.

[icespur]

Akeshu Daughter from the future in Mpreg Akiren During Strikers AU:

Credit to “@iftheworldendsinflames” for bringing up the idea. 

She originally brought up the idea for the “Mpreg Akiren during Strikers” idea, but I could see this working for a couple scenarios, I’ll split them into separate posts.

So, one plot issue with this particular scenario is “Why would Komari be there in the first place?” Since most “from the future” plots, have said person from the future come to the past to warn someone of something, or to fix or prevent something bad from happening themselves. 

For this case, there’s nothing really world endangering or life threatening in Strikers that could be perilous to Komari and her future, so what if she got sent to the past somehow by accident and so her goal is to get back home and she needs the assistance of the Phantom Thieves but at the same time, obviously can’t fully reveal why and who exactly she is as that might rewrite her original reality she’s from, or worse, erase her from existence entirely. 

So, she goes “undercover” in a sense. She keeps her first name, but goes by a different allies off the fly after nearly fucking up her cover—

“I’m Komari Ama—--uh—-Ake—-Ah–ak—ak–a–gi? Yes! Akagi. Komari Akagi, that’s me!” 

Inspired after remembering a Japanese Jazz pianist with that surname. That kanji spelling of  Akagi translates to “Red Castle” which—is unintentionally similar to the meaning of “Amamiya” which means “Rain Palace”. So already she’s made a subtle whoopsie. 

I like to think Akechi would also take his child to the Jazz Jin to keep the tradition and so Komari grew up listening to the Jazz Genre and probably came across the name Akagi by listening to one of his songs. 

Out of panic and memory, she chooses the surname which also translates to something similar to what one of her fathers surname means, it’s too late to pick a different name so all she can do is internally hope and pray they don’t catch on.

She does openly tell the Thieves things about herself if asked or randomly if a subject reminds her of her upbringing, but of course nothing outright

Like, she obviously can’t say: “My Parents are Ren Amamiya and Goro Akechi”. But she brings up in passing “Oh I don’t have a “mom” I have two dads actually.”

“Oh, you’re adopted then?”

“No, one of my dads gave birth to me.”

“...........Wha?” Everyone is puzzled as hell at that response until they remember “Oh wait, we have a pregnant male party member.”

Ryuji jokes that Ren and Komari’s dad should meet one day so they can bond over pregnancy experiences. Komari laughs in response but internally is freaking out because “I’m in deeper shit than I thought. Not only did I go back in time, I got dropped in the year I was born, Ren is my dad, he’s pregnant with me.”

She actively avoids interacting with the newborn version of herself to avoid a paradox. One of the Thieves notices this and asks her why she doesn’t seem to want to be around the baby, and she doesn’t want to come off as rude or heartless so she doesn’t want to use the “Oh, I don’t like children” excuse, so she stammers out an accidental declaration that she has a crippling phobia of babies. 

Out of instinct she’ll slip up in interactions by acting too familiar with the group, or little genetic quirks and mannerisms inherited from her parents will shine through. Most of them go over the Thieves' heads, but Ren silently takes notice and can’t help but be reminded of Akechi in more ways than one. 

Komari inherited Akechi’s eye color and front bangs of his hair. Hair color wise, is from Ren; black and naturally messy.

Black hair and Brown eyes isn’t that uncommon of an appearance in Japan. But Ren knows those eyes, the reddish brown tint of his allegedly deceased rival. It’s probably why he can’t help but smile fondly when talking and looking at her. He hopes his and Akechi’s unborn daughter inherits the same eyes. 

When meeting Morgana in this timeline for the first time, unlike everyone else’s first reaction to him, Komari doesn’t do the “AH WHATTHEHECKATALKINGCAT?!” thing since she grew up with Morgana so already knows about his ordeal, so purely out of natural instinct she treats him with respect and an individual which gives her good points from him off the bat because “Finally, someone that treats me as an equal. Why can’t you be more like Mari-Chan, Ryuji? I like this girl, I say we’re keeping her!” 

She almost slips up by nearly referring to Ryuji, Yuusuke, Ann, Makoto, Haru and Futaba as “Aunt/Uncle”, more times than she’d like to admit. 

Seems to have a personal hatred for politicians. When asked, she explains “My family doesn’t have good experiences with politicians.” 

Has an unconscious habit of referring to people that anger her as “Trash” under her breath.

Wears black gloves that Ren especially takes notice of. He asks her about them and how they remind him of—-someone he really cared for and misses. Afraid that he could be getting suspicious of her, and immediately regretting responding with “Oh, these belonged to one of my dads.” She waves off the similarity with “Black is a common color for gloves, i’m sure it's just a coincidence.” 

Very—-- “enthusiastic” when fighting shadows in the Metaverse. It scares the shit out of most of the Thieves, except Joker, who gets instant “Third Semester Black Mask Akechi” flashbacks, and tears up while watching the strange yet familiar girl massacre the shadows. 

The Thieves say that Komari reminds them of Ren. Much to Ren’s bewilderment because according to him “Me???? Really, I mean if you say so, but I don’t really see it. Is it our hair color? We both have black and messily textured hair.”

Mari-chan inherited Ren’s humor, playfulness, courage and charisma. When she smiles and interacts with the group, it’s genuine. She’s also naturally honest which could explain why she’s making so many unintentional fuck ups by revealing too much information about herself. She most definitely did not inherit Akechi’s acting and ability to put on a false mask in public and it shows. 

I cannot stress enough how the only thing that would save this poor girl from unintentionally causing a paradox is if the Phantom Thieves and Ren are all simultaneously cursed with sharing one braincell. 

She’s trying, she really is. But if the Akechi from her original timeline could see this he’d be facepalming and sighing in disappointment, then in utter defeat calls Ren over to give him a heads up that there’s going to be some drastic changes to their reality because their lovely pride and joy somehow got herself teleported to the past to the year of her birth and is flopping like a fish out of water at mission “Go undercover and befriend the past versions of my family, reveal that I’m from the future but not my exact identity, so they can hopefully help me return to my reality.” Because he just got reminded that she inherited Ren’s intellect and now they and everyone in their reality is fucked.

[lilac-den]

Hey, how are you doing? A little fluf mixed with angst aks. How would the ROs of Silverking, in a late crushing stage when they realize their feelings towards the MC, react to finding the MC staring at their mother's picture while drinking alone and saying something like:

"Hey mom, I've made some new friends in my new work... One them is this person, their name is [ROs name] and I like them, I really like them, when I'm with them I don't feel alone, but I don't think they are interested is me... I wish you were here to help me mom... You would know what to say"

I've made a similar ask before, but I guess it got lost among the other asks. It happens, so it's okay :)

Oh, thanks, anon! I did receive your previous ask (both of them) - I'm just very slow in responding to RO reaction asks cuz I tend to write them longer than I should.

However, for this, I don't think I can answer this from the RO reaction.

So, to make it up to you, I'm gonna write this when Lucifer - MC's dad - is the one who found MC in this state :D Enjoy~

"Terrorbyte?"

Lucifer calls out upon entering the apartment, frowning at how there is little light within. It's not a sight he's unfamiliar with though, especially on this day.

After all, it's a day he and [Name] can't brush aside.

He squints into the dark, the moonlight outside aiding his eyesight with its gleaming shine. There, between the couch and the coffee table, is a silhouette sitting on the floor. He recognize the shadow to be [Name] in an instant.

He feels something solid against one of his foot and looks down, taking note of a rolling, empty bottle. His frown deepens. Have they been drinking? He looks around to look for the only possible witness but finds no sign of a certain ball.

Oli must be recharging; he may be a flippant attitude sometimes with [Name] in a casual fashion, but Lucifer has acknowledge early on that he is the most loyal ally and one who cares for them just as much as Lucifer does.

The large man bends down to pick up one of the empty bottles and walks closer to the coffee table, just in time to see the state of their offspring.

[Name] is almost sitting straight, occasionally swaying left and right whilst humming a tune Lucifer can only identify as an old song from the 90s. Of course, such humming is interrupted with a sharp hiccup, which seems to be funny to [Name] as they left out a light giggle.

"Hic!" Lucifer moves to sit next to them and he sees their eyes blink. He waits patiently for them to register the form next to them, their eyes narrowing for a quick moment before [Name] blinks again and finally realizes with a wide grin.

"Poppy! Poppy pops!"

Lucifer raises a brow. Just how much did they drink? He looks at the other side of [Name] to find more bottles on the floor next to them, definitely empty given how some are on its side yet dripping only one or two drops of alcohol. Lucifer turns his gaze back to [Name] and opens his mouth when [Name] turns to the coffee table.

"Mama, look! It's good ol' pops!"

A soft twinge tugs in Lucifer and he follows [Name]'s gaze to see the picture of none other than Perida [last name]. He closes his mouth, exhaling through his nose with a forlorn gaze.

"How long have you been drinking?"

His tone is soft and lack any chiding. If this had been any other occasion, he might tear a new one. But he knew of the psychological trauma of losing a parent was severe to [Name] and while he couldn't say the same about his parents, he shared the mourning of losing Perida.

She was the love of his life after all - a fact that has never changed, even after all these years.

"Mmm..." [Name]'s brows knit with attempted focus and they pull up both hands, bringing up a finger with each count. "One...two...three..." They pause and Lucifer can almost see the hamster wheel running in their head before they throw their hands up in defeat, grinning once again. "Since I said goodbye to the sun!"

So around sunset, which could mean at most four hours ago.

"You should slow down on drinking." He comments casually. If he tries to stop them, [Name] would only take it as a challenge to push it. He can make sure [Name] doesn't attempt taking even more.

He reaches out a hand on his right, willing the figure to bring a requested item he asks it to bring. He can hear the clatter and rustles in the kitchen, more clumsy than aggressive. After a minute, a cold glass fits in his palm nicely and he brings it to [Name] with a gentle tone. "Drink."

"Mmpgh..." Their face pinch to discomfort and they shake their head. "No...No more whiskey."

"This is water." Lucifer moves the edge of the glass to their lips and [Name], like a toddler, reaches up with both hands to cup around the lower half of the cup. They drink, gulping it. "Slowly, [Name]."

Once the cup is truly empty, [Name] drops their hands down. Thankfully, Lucifer is still holding the cup so it never drop. He places the cup just as [Name] begins to talk again.

"Was just...just telling mom about them. Hic!" [Name] blinks and Lucifer doesn't need to think twice about who [Name] is talking about. After all, he's noticed the amount of time both [Name] and the team have spent time together, especially one in particular.

"Oh?" Lucifer asks and this is enough for [Name] to ramble.

"Yeah! I told her about how we met and all the funny and crazy missions we went on! "

"I wish mom was here..." The words remind Lucifer of the small space of pain inside him, one Perida's presence once filled with ease.

It has been more than a decade since Perida's passing and though Lucifer had tried his best in filling the gap, there was still a part of him that worries of not being enough. It was one of the very few things he couldn't feel confident about; his wife was a person unlike any other.

"She would know what to say."

At this, Lucifer takes notice of the slight sadness. "About what, Terrorbyte?"

Perhaps [Name] was much more inebriated than they should be because they reply without considering who they're talking to, "About [RO]."

One of Lucifer's hands twitch.

"Iiii like them." The words coming out of [Name] is a bit slurred, drawing out the first word. Then [Name] is chuckling, a forlorn smile on their face. "I like them loads! I don't feel all that lonely with them..." [Name] closes their eyes and another laugh escapes them, more in defeat than humour. "But...they're not interested in me. They're not."

"That's not true, [Name]."

They tilt their head to him, eyes halfway open but the forlorn smile is still there. "'Course it is. Who..." Their eyes begin to droop, the drowsiness weighing on their expression. "Who would...want someone like...?"

Their words trail to a stop and [Name] shuts their eyes as they drop their head upon Lucifer's shoulder, who watches the sleeping expression on their face. The man sighs through his nose, bringing his arms to wrap around their shoulder and under their knees before picking them off the ground with ease.

It feels like back then, when [Name] came home upset about the kids teasing them for having no mother and that she 'ran away from trouble'. They tried not to show it, but Lucifer knew how much that hurt [Name].

There was a likelihood of them forgetting about this or pretend like it never happened. He wants to discuss this with them, but the circumstances is just too delicate. Even if he provides reassurance, it's highly probably that [Name] seeks more from the one person causing such self-depreciation: [RO].

It's times like this that he, too, wishes Perida to be alive too. It's a longing that persists, a pain that never goes away.

But he has to be strong. For the three of them.

[smolkiwi98]

Daddy Billy or Eddie, you choose whoever you feel fits it better, is busy and places his little gf's food for her but he is working instead of eating and oh how the tables have turned because she aks if he's not going to eat and tells him how eating is important and at first he doesn't pay much attention as he just tells her not to worry and things like "daddy is busy, baby", not even realizing she has been saying the things he usually tells her. She finally gets his attention when he feels his butt being smacked and looks at her just to find his gf with arms crossed and a pout and she tries to sound serious as she repeats a sentence he has already told her a thousand times, something like "it's time to eat, you can play later, no skipping meals in this house"

Its currently 5:45am and I haven't slept...ugh. I hope you enjoy!

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Make a request here!

WARNING! mentions of littlespace, Billy is called Daddy, not proofread, um...I think that's it!

Daddy needs to eat too!

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All day you've been in your littlespace. It was your day off and you could finally relax and unwind, so what a perfect time to slip into littlespace. The plus side of it all was your Daddy had the day off as well and that made going into headspace a lot more easier. The only issue you were having was he wouldn't stop working on paperwork. It was his day off! Why would he want to work? 

You were in the living room sitting on the floor watching some random cartoon that Billy had put on for you and then disappeared into the small office. He claimed there was a lot of backed up paperwork that needed to be done for the auto shop he worked at. He said something about how Eddie Munson wouldn't be able to finish it, so their boss gave it all to Billy.

You've been alone now for about an hour and you were starting to get hungry. You looked over at the time and saw that it was almost two thirty. You rolled on your back and softly groaned "Daddy!" You called out, no answer. You sat up and tilted your head back "Daddyyyy!!" You whined, still no answer. Your stomach grumbled, so you got up and walked into his office. Opening the door you walked in up behind him "Daddy." You said. Billy hummed in response, at least you got a reaction from him "I called you." You said in a small voice. Billy set his pen down and turned his chair around while rubbing his face "I'm sorry, Doll." He said in a tired voice "What does my Princess need?" He asked with a sweet smile. Seeing his smile made your heart flutter "M'hungry." You said while rocking back and forth on your feet, "Well, what Princess wants, Princess will get." He says while getting up. 

After finally getting Billy out of the little office, you kept him busy in the kitchen since you haven't been able to see him for hours. You say happily on the counter as you watch him maneuver around the kitchen. You didn't want to eat too much since you still had to have dinner, but that Mac n cheese was calling your name. As Billy set your bowl on the counter and had you sit on the bar stool you looked up at him "Thank you, Daddy!" You said happily. He smiled at you and kissed your head "You're welcome." He was about to turn away, but before he could you stopped him "Daddy, you need to eat too." You mumbled. He knew you were right, but he had so much work "I know, Doll. Let me finish this one page and I'll come out and eat with you." 

That was 40 minutes ago. There is no way one page takes 40 minutes. By this time your bowl was empty and put in the sink. You marched over to the small office and opened the door "Daddy you have to eat." You said in a stern voice, "It's very important for you to get your food!" You repeated the words he had said to you at one point. Billy was a little shocked at this and stood up from his seat and walked over to you "Doll, I know." He said while gently grabbing your face and rubbing your cheek with his thumb "I'll come out and eat in a second." He said while turning around to walk back to his chair, but before you could you gave him a little spank on his bottom "No, you're going to eat right now." You said in a more stern and slightly louder voice. Now this really shocked Billy. 

Billy slowly turned around and looked down at you with wide eyes, "Did you just spank me?" He questioned. He didn't sound mad, just stunned. You hesitated for a second "I-I…yes. Yes I did." Billy just stood there and let out a small chuckle. Why is he chuckling? You were expecting him to be at least a little upset. Billy bent down a little and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder and started to walk out the room. You started to giggle and kick your feet, "Let's go make some food for Daddy." He said while giving your bottom a little tap.

[casinotrio1965]

Disney Descendants : Every Family Has Its Secrets.

By me and @hannahhook7744

Summary: The Baduns and Lampwick are related.

Set in the ‘I was a kid but I wasn't clueless' verse.

Trigger Warnings: swearing, implied child abandonment, and dangerous behaviors.

Tags: Lampwick is Related to the Baduns, The Badun Detective Agency, Canon divergent, The Isle of the lost is a terrible place, the united states of Auradon is not perfect, etc.  .....

Knock. 

Knock. 

Knock.

“I’ll get it, Tiger Honey, don’t worry ,” Lampwick said as He went to the door.  He opened it and said “Hello , can I help you ? “

“Are you Romeo Rossi?” A thin boy around fifteen with brown hair, brown eyes, and ratty clothes asked. 

“Yeah, but only my wife calls me that. You can call me Lampwick. Why do ya ask?”

“Cause we're related.” The teen replied, completely serious. 

Well. As serious as one could look with a smudge of ink on their nose and bags under their eyes. Lampwick blinked in confusion. Then he laughed. “Ha Ok kid . Nice Prank but seriously who are ya really ??!”

“Your something, something cousin. This paper thingy on my computer said our grandmas were sisters.”  the boy said, stubbornly. “So I printed it out and came to find you.”

  “Ya Do know that not everything online is accurate right, kid? But I’ll humor you. Come inside kid and we’ll call my grandmother.”

“Aye aye, Captain.” The boy snorted. 

.....

Lampwick dialed the number to his grandmother, Bria’s phone.

She answered almost immediately. Sounding grouchy. “Who is it?”

“Hey grandma! It’s me, Lampwick. I have this kid at my house—” 

“I would hope so.You have three of them.”

“Yeah but this kid ain’t mine! He claims he’s my long lost cousin. Know anythin’ about that ?” 

There was a long, long, long pause. 

“Grandma,” Lampwick asked again. “Do I have a Long lost cousin that you haven’t told me about?”

“I…it can't be possible. My sister didn't have children that I knew of before she was arrested.” “Well try telling this kid that!” Lampwick said defensively. 

“What's his name?”

“Hey kid “ Lampwick asked the boy. “What’s yer name? I never got it ..”

The kid sat on the couch, fidgeting with one of the side table decorations. Which he immediately put back when addressed. “Harry Badun.”

“Gotcha.. His name is Harry Badun, Grandma.” 

She hung up.

“Hello? Oh great, she hung up! Now we’ll NEVER get to the bottom of this !”

“That sounds like an answer to me.”

“More like sketchy behavior! Well there’s only one solution and I really hate it…”

 Lampwick dialed his mama’s Number . “Hey Mama! We have a situation…”

“What did you do now?” Carina sighed. “It’s not me! It’s some kid who showed up on my doorstep claiming to be my long lost cousin!” Lampwick said defensively.

His mother was quiet for a moment. 

“That's not something to joke about, Romeo. I don't know how you found out about your great aunt but—”

“He says his name is Harry Badun, Mama.”

“... Romeo, you better not be joking.”

“I’M NOT! YOU CAN ASK TIGER LILY! Better yet.. you can come here yerself !”

“I'll be there in an hour and if this is a joke, you're grounded for life.”

“Mama, ya can’t do that anymore. I'm married. .” Lampwick said Dryly.

“Try me.”

....

Harry was fidgeting with another knickknack: already bored of trying to gain information from listening in on Lampwick’s phone calls. “Wow Romeo. A long lost relative! That’s so exciting !” Tiger Lily said with a huge grin. ‘“Babe, please we don’t have all the facts yet ..” 

“The paper says we're related and your mom and grandma acted weird when you said my name. That proves it.” Harry called out. 

“Yeah, but if you’re pulling one over on us I'm gonna get the blame!” “Babe, calm down ..I’m sure your Mother didn’t mean it..” Tiger Lily said to her husband in a soothing voice. 

“I'm not doing a con! My friends and our cousin looked it over, and I even had an AK look at it to confirm it was legit!” The brunette squawked, defensive.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. 

“I'll get it.” Tiger Lily hummed.

....

Harry watched, curiously, as the two brunettes paced around the living room. 

“This can’t be possible .Where did he even come from?” Carina said nervously.

“I’m from the isle.” 

“THE WHAT?!” Both ladies shrieked.

The teen flinched hard. 

When Carina saw the boy flinch she softened up a little. “I’m sorry sweetie. I didn’t mean to scare you. So,  how did you find out that you are related to us ?”

“Auradonandme.com? I was trying to figure out who my mom was and then I noticed there was something sketchy going on with the site, and did some research online. When I did that, I found out that the website was a newer version that … separated families starting with, heroic and villain ancestors and only showed half of them. Which led me to my grandma, Jezebel.”

“Jezebel you bitch,” Bria muttered under her breath. 

“From there I did some more research to find out about your side of the family and found Lampwick's address, and decided to pop in to find out more.” Harry fidgeted. 

“ Ok.. So How did you get off the isle ?” Carina asked.

“I’m one of the kids Ben brought over for his proclamation a month ago. Our cousin, Jace, and our friends were the other kids. I go to Auradon Prep and live in Gruteley County.” “Well that settles it,” Lampwick started with an ‘I told you so’ look to his mother. “Welcome back to the family, Harry!”

“How did you get to Neverland specifically kid “ Bria, asked, still not convinced.

“I took the bus to get to the port at four am and got on the fairey when it opened.” “Well in the words of my son, who I should’ve believed, welcome back to the family Harry!” Carina said with a faint smile.

“...does this mean I can tell my cousin ‘I told you so’?”

“Well, I told my mother that in my head, so sure kid!” Lampwick laughed . ....

Harry's stomach rumbled. 

“So would you like to stay for breakfast, Harry?” Lampwick asked.

The boy shook his head. “I should probably get back to my foster parents before Jace has an aneurysm over me being gone.”

“Ah ok fair enough.” Lampwick shrugged. 

“Hopefully I can sneak onto the fairey without being noticed.” Harry said offhandedly, grabbing his backpack and the paper. “The last thing I want is to end up with more Remedial Goodness homework.” “Would ya Like me to drive ya to the fairey?’

“Nah, it's fine. You lot probably have better things to do.”

“No I Insist” Lampwick stated firmly. “How old are ya by the way?” 

“I just turned fifteen.”

“Wow, well congrats ! “ Lampwick chuckled.

“I can't wait to tell my cousin I was right.” 

“And I can’t wait to meet em’,” Lampwick cheerfully added.  ....

Meanwhile…

Jace sat at the table, eating cereal breakfast.

“Jace, have you seen Harry?” Anita asked, very worried.

“No? Why?”

“ Because I haven’t seen him since last night.” Anita said.

The End

[atinyjules]

CHILL BRO FT. DAD!VERNON

I just freestyled this one without a plot and a plan so it's all just random ideas.

But I hope you enjoy is anyway 🌠

Genre: Family au, fluff, crack au, humour, romance, established relationship.

Pairings: Dad!Vernon x named mom!reader

Warnings: none

"Okay, so everything you'll need to do is written in the paper I stuck to the fridge...if there's any problem...please call me. I really need to go now!" Saemi said and was about to run through the door when Vernon stopped his wife.

"Wait! Saem! How...what if he cries?! What am I supposed to do? Do you have to go? I've never been alone with Eunwoo...I can't do it." Vernon said making his wife soften and kiss his lips.

"Vern...don't worry...besides it's just Eunwoo and he's your son. I know that you've never been alone with him but there's a first for everything hm? You can do it...I trust you. Call me if you need.

"Eunwoo my baby~ be good to dad alright? I'll be back soon. I really need to go now, take care." she said and kissed both Eunwoo and Vernon.

"Okay...take care, we love you!" He exclaimed.

"Love you too!" she said and left with Eunwoo in his dad's arms.

"So...it's just you and me today. But don't worry...I'll try to let this pass as smoothly as possible." Vernon said and went inside to the living room.

Vernon's

Okay so in order to avoid Eunwoo from having a crazy outburst I might as well just keep him occupied with Pororo. But what if he cries? Oh my gosh, I'm a horrible dad!

"Eunwoo let's watch some Pororo yeah?" I said to Eunwoo who smiled at the mention of the penguin.

"Yes! You like Pororo right? Let's watch Pororo-" I stopped mid sentence at the sight of the grey flickering screen. That's right...the tv broke last week. The new one will only be here after a week. I gulped at the slowly growing whimpers of Eunwoo.

"Um...let's watch Pororo on the phone instead!" I exclaimed with an awkward smile as I took out my phone.

# #

"Babe...come back..." I trailed as I sat helpless at the corner as Eunwoo's crying filled the whole house.

"I'm so sorry please...calm down...Eunwoo please baby...please..." I pleaded and fell to the ground when his cries got louder.

"Oh come on...chill brooo..." I said when Eunwoo suddenly stopped crying amd looked at me with his glossy eyes.

"Yes, yes...that's a good boy! Good boyy...shh...let's not cry or else the neighbours will get upset." I said when his eyes suddenly started filling up with tears again as he pouted meaning he was about to cry again making me panic and quickly take him in my arms.

"No, no, no...pleasee...please...babyy...don't cry, don't cry. Uh...you want milk? A snack? I'll get you anything! Please...I don't want to call mom up. She's been staying home and working so hard...so please let's not disturb her and let her relax okay?" I asked and swayed him around, letting out a sigh of relief when his whimpers started subsiding.

"Yes, that's a good big boy...now you must be hungry..." I said and headed to the kitchen to make his milk.

"I'll make your milk so meanwhile I need you to sit here for the time being and wait for me alright?" I asked and put him on his baby chair. I then got his formula and already sterilised milk bottle.

"How many spoons of this are we supposed to add...ah!" I exclaimed and proceeded to add the powdered milk in when I missed and spilled the powder on the table top.

"Shoot! Oh no-Arghh!!" I exclaimed after my hand knocked down the milk container causing a big mess in the kitchen.

"Oh my gosh...Saem's gonna murd-I mean unalive me if she finds out!" I said after making eye contact with Eunwoo who made grabby hands towards me. I went to him and kneeled down infront of his chair when he put his hand on my head and patted me.

"Chir...bo." he said making me furrow my eyebrows as I leaned close to him.

"What?" I aked as he patted my head again.

"C-Chill Broh..." I widened my eyes at what he just said and jolted up to my feet.

"Did you just-say it again!" I encouraged Eunwoo as he giggled and held my hand.

"Chill bro..." he said clearly making me let out a shriek of happiness as I picked him up and raised him above me.

"Buddy! You just said your first word!! Baby! I'm so proud of youu! Mom's gonna be sooo happy!" I exclaimed and hugged him. Pressing multiple kisses over his face making him giggle.

"I'm sooo proud of you! Mom will be sooo happy!" I exclaimed when he looked at me with his big eyes and blinked at me.

"M-Mama..." Eunwoo suddenly blurted out making me freeze.

"Oh my...oh my gosh..." I said and held him infront of me.

"My son...is a genius...you not only said your first word but your second too?! On the same day! Wait...say dada...Da...Da." I said as he smiled.

"D-d-da...da....dada." he said making me gasp and hug him.

"Eunwoo....baby...oh gosh! I love you sooo much! I'm truly sooo proud of you!" I said and kissed his head making him laugh.

"Chill bro." Eunwoo said making me chuckle.

"You even know when to use it...my son truly is a genius! Not only did you say your first word but you even said your second and third too...you even bro-zoned me!" I said and kissed his forehead.

"Daddy loves you so much...taking care of you isn't so hard after all, no wonder mom loves staying home with you so much." I said when a foul smell entered my nostrils.

"What's...that smell...?" I trailed earning a giggle from Eunwoo.

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It's sooo short so I apologize! But I hope you guys liked it!🌠✨

Reblogs amd likes are appreciated💗🌠

[grunge-innie]

Hello can I request a Idolnikix normalfem reader were she is like a tomboy tsundere type of person? And then she meets like the boys at the dorm for the first time and they are hella surprised when she greets Niki with a "yo riki" and like hand checks him or something because they expected someone more "girly" type? I hope that's okay for you have a great day bye!!!!

A/N:thank you so much for requesting I really loved this idea so I got to writing it right away,hope this is what you wanted.^_^

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Facade

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Genre:fluff

Pairings:idol!niki x tomboy!fem!reader

Pronouns:she/her

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Niki has been very talkative recently and would be all smiley and giddy after disappearing from the dorms for a few hours and to say that other members were confused was an understatement.

So they all decided to question Niki about his change of behavior at the lunch that Jay made.(of course)

They were all looking at each other not knowing who would take the initiative and ask him about it.

"Soo...Riki..."At the end,it came to Jungwon to break the ice.After hearing his name Riki raised his head from his bowl of ramyeon to look at his slightly older friend.

"We've noticed that you have been acting a bit different."Jake said helping out their leader after seeing that he was having a hard time asking Niki about it.

"In what way?"He asked genuinely confused because he didn't realize he was acting that differently from usual.

"You just seem more happy."Sunoo said after gulping down his water.

"I've just been feeling a bit more happy lately,is that so weird?"

"Yeah I don't believe that for a second."Sunghoon said pointing his chopstick at Niki's face

"Yeah,me neither."Jay agreed.

After Jay said that everyone at the table agreed and Niki felt pressure of his member's eyes so he decided to say the truth.

"Ok,but promise not to overreact"Riki said looking at everyone with a glare on his face.

"Promise!"Everyone said.

Niki took a deep breath.

"Okay so...there is this girl."Right after these words came out of his mouth,he was surrounded by his members as they cheered him on.

"Oh our little Riki found himself a girlfriend."Heesung said wraping his arm around his shoulders.

"It's about damn time."Jay said ruffling his hair.

Niki just groaned.

"You promised not to overreact."

"How is this overreacting?"Sunoo said with a wide smile on his face.

"So,when can we meet her?"Jake asked after everyone got back to their seats around the dining table.

Niki almost choked on his food.

"You guys want to meet her?"

"Of course we do."Heesung said.

"You finnaly got a girlfriend did you really thought that you would get out of this that easy."Sunghoon added.

"Okay,I'll try to ask her but I'm not promising anything."

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"So they want to meet me?" You aked Niki as you were swinging on a swing in the park as he was just sitting on his swing.

"Yeah,but you don't have to if you are not comfortable."He reassured you.

"No,it's fine,but don't expect me to be all mushy with you around them."You said jumping from the swing and grabbing your shool backpack.

"You just don't want to admit that you are in love with me."He said standing up from his swing and approaching you.

"Yeah,so what if I love you?"You said coming up close to him and leaning in as you're about to kiss him but turning around in the last second.

"Bye Riki,see ya tomorrow at the dorms!"You said slightly jogging and turning around to wave at him.

"You're an asshole!"He shouted as you were starting to get further away.

"Fuck you!"You said turning around one last time before disappearing behind the city buildings.

Niki could only stand there and think about why is he even dating you with a slight smile on his face.

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"I'll get it!"Niki shouted runnning to the front door.

"Hi."he said after seeing your face at the front door

"Hey."You greeted and high-fived him.

All of the members were in the living room and they could only see Niki's back and hear your voice.

After moving out of the way of the front door Niki gestured you to enter and after seeing your figure and how you looked all of the members had a shocked look on their face.

"What's wrong?"He asked as he entered the room with you slightly behind him.

After the initial shock Jungwon was the first one to get up and greet you.

"Hi,my name is Jungwon and I'm sorry for our reaction we just..."Jungwon's voice got a bit quiter as he didn't know how to phrase his next words.

"Expected someone more girly?"You finished his sentence.

"Yeah I guess that's it."Jungwon said slightly embarrassed.

"I'm sorry if that offended you."

"Nah,it's fine dude."

After this slightly awkward conversation other members got up to introduce themselves to you as well.

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It was late at night and you just finished your dinner and the guys were happy to invite you to stay over for the night.You had a great time and so did boys,after that awkward first impression everything went smoothly and you realized that you had a lot in common with the other members.

Everyone went to their own rooms to go to sleep or play video games except Sunoo and Sunghoon who were on a washing dishes duty,and you and Niki who are watching TV in a living room area.

"Oh c'mon they're not gonna come in anytime soon,do you know how much dishes do we dirty on a daily basis?"Niki persisted.He was trying to kiss you for the last five minutes but you were paranoid that Sunoo or Sunghoon would come in and see you two.

"I mean I've already told you that I'm not going to be all lovey dovey around the other members,do you know how annoying it is to just see a couple making out."

"I know,I know,you're all tough and cool but please just one kiss."He was still persisting.

"Okay."You gave in "but just one."

"Just one I promise."

After giving his promise to you Niki got closer to you and placed one of his hands on your hip and the other one on your cheek,then he started leaning in.

Your eyes slowly closed the more he approached you and you placed your hands on his chest.After what felt like 2 hours your lips finnaly met in a kiss.

You tried to pull away to soon for Niki's liking so he just pulled you in closer by your hips and continued kissing you.

You two were so focused on each other that you didn't even saw Sunoo and Sunghoon tiptoing from the kitchen to their rooms with a teasing smiles on their faces.You wouldn't know about it until the morning where the two of them told the rest of the members and they all teased you guys as you playfully punched Niki in his arm while he just laughed and kissed your cheek to which you just punched him harder.

[silverloreleysfanfics]

Real Names in “Descendants“

Here’s a rant + solution about the characters’ names in Descendants.

Who in his right mind could accept Lonnie’s name is just that? Mal makes sense for the explanation we were given, but Evie? Even assuming Ally is short for something, isn’t that’s a weird name? The books have stuff like Herkie, Lil’ Shang, Pin, Tiger Peony, Ginny Gothel and I don’t know how many more and while I get it’s about making them recognizeable as the children of certain characters, I do get it, I still think they’re bad.

So I decided to compile a list of presumable actual names of the Descendants kids, VK and AK alike that anyone could feel free to use in fics.

Two little notes before anything else:

the -son/-dottir patronimics I see sometimes in fics are North European and should be used only in the right context, avoided otherwise. In Ancient Greek the correct suffix is -ides (gender neutral), so Mal wouldn’t be Hadesdottir but Hadeides; similarly, Uma would be Ursulaides, and Ursula Poseidonides and so forth. Despite that, I assume Auradon would want to conform to the habit of fixed family names that is normal in modern Europe, so they’d make everyone adopt one, like Chad Charming, or use the place of origin, like Jordan of Agrabah.

The explanation I have in-universe for some names is that there's an obsession in Auradon with precising who their famous parents/relatives/family friends could be and many kids end up with nicknames tied to that. Either this or because names have power when it comes to magic, so real names are kept secret and known only by the most trusted people, but that wouldn’t get along with how magic works in the movies, nor with the fact Ben and Mal shared their middle names like it was no big deal (but then again, Ben could have a secret third name and Mal didn’t specify her first name is short for Maleficent). The first explanation is easier.

I’ve been working on this list for quite some time. As such, if you use this as reference it’s fine, but I’d like to be told at least, even in a note to this post and given credit if you pick one of my ideas that aren’t mainstream in the fandom.

Also, I may add to/modify this post later on, but without taking into account anything made after Descendants 3.

That said, VKs first:

Mal: we’ve been said Mal is just short for Maleficent and the daughter isn’t allowed to use the full name because she “didn’t deserve it”. Abusive and terrible, yet it fits. But I don’t think Hades would agree and in myths there is a Melinoe who is an Hades’ daughter, so Mal’s full real name could be Maleficent Bertha Melinoe Hadeides or just Melinoe Bertha Hadeides.

Jay: I saw Jayden around and, nope, it doesn’t work for me. Either Jayanth or Jayad (both mean “victorious one”) sound a lot better and more fitting for the general area Aladdin is set in. But, really, this page has tons of names starting with Jay, pick one from there. (also, for a proper surname you should check Arabic onomastic, which is complicated, so just use “of the Isle” or “of Agrabah”, unless you know the subject well. I don’t think Auradonians would bother to learn anyway)

Evie: oh, dear, my poor girl, what an atrocity. It could be short for anything like Evelyn, Evangeline (but the Evil Queen would never choose such a meek name, plus it’s tied to Tiana’s story), Evanna, Evalina, Evisse, all can work, but the one I prefer is Everhilde or Everild, which would call back to the Evil Queen’s real name, Grimhilde. On this note, I suppose Genevieve could work too with the “parent-children with same intials” trend.

Carlos: I already said I find weird he has a Spanish name when Cruella is British, and unless there are some Spanish roots somewhere in the de Vil lineage, his name should have been Charles. But recently I headcanoned his father could be Bruno Madrigal, so the Spanish name could stay (in the books it’s stated his middle name is Oscar, which @dragoneyes618 reminded me was also Bruno’s first-draft name), so, Carlos Oscar de Vil-Madrigal.

Uma: it’s a Hebrew or Hindi name and a weird fit for the granddaughter of Poseidon (yes, I am one of those who agrees Ursula is one of Poseidon’s children and thinks a name meaning “little she-bear” is a tad weird for a sea being). But, after all, Ariel is a Hebrew name too, so Uma fits the Little Mermaid lore and all is well.

The three Hook siblings (Harriet, Harry and Calista Jane) have the most normal and reasonable names of the whole franchise and I won’t dare to change them. Perhaps I’d argue Harriet and Harry are fem/male variants of the same name, but, really, there is worse in the franchise (and I guess, when she made up Harriet, Melissa de la Cruz had no idea they’d later create Harry for the next movies).

Gil: his real name could be Gillaume (variant of Guillaume) or Gilbert. Personally, I prefer the latter (like Gilbert Motier de La Fayette, you know, lol). His brothers’ names, unfortunately, fit with Gaston’s narcissism, so they can stay. The canon surname is LeGume, although I’m not sure where it comes from exactly as it’s never mentioned in either movie or live action as far as I remember.

Freddie: I think Frederique Facilier sounds great and she probably hates it. I read that in a fic but I don’t remember whose, maybe @ginnyrules27 or @hannahhook7744 or @dragoneyes618, feel free to correct me if it’s none of theirs.

Celia: it’s a name in its own good, used in both French and Spanish (fitting for New Orleans’ culture), but if we want, we can consider it short for Cecilia.

Ginny Gothel: assuming Gothel (like Yzma) was able to procreate and Ginny isn’t actually Cassandra’s daughter (I haven’t seen the series though so I don’t know much about her), Ginny is still an abbreviation, usually of Ginevra/Guinevere. I can’t fathom why Gothel’s name became a surname though, I’m at loss here, unless we are supposed to read it as Ginevra Gotheldottir (Rapunzel is a germanic tale, so this kind of patronimic fits), shortened Ginny Gothel.

Dizzy: I wrecked my brain on this. Drusilla or Desdemona. That’s it, that’s the top I could come up with. Drusilla Tremaine-Westergard, in my universe, to be precise.

The only other Tremaine cousin we have a canon name for is Anthony and I think it’s a perfectly fine name. Antoine if we set the story in pseudo-France.

Hadie: Hades had few children in the myths and Zagreus was the one I liked the most, that’s my reasoning. In myths, Zagreus is Persephone’s son but here it could be anyone’s, he’d still keep the Greek patronimic, so Zagreus Hadeides.

Squeaky and Squirmy Smee: those are 100% nicknames, it can’t be otherwise. In fact, in piracy, it’s pretty normal to have nicknames and aliases that are known more than regular names, like Calico Jack, Blackbeard, Big Murph and so on. The twins likely have normal names like Sullivan and Sean or something like that. In fact, their big brother is Sammy, short for Samuel, I assume, so it pretty much supports it.

Mad Maddy: while “mad“ is a mockery/title, Maddy should be short for Magda or Magdalene, but it’s used on its own too, so it’s your pick.

LeFou Deux: stupid name, like so stupid it can’t be real. Let’s pick a normal french name, like Denis LeFou, with the mockery he acts like father, they call him Le Fou Deux aka “twice as stupid”. Kids can be cruel.

Claudine Frollo: unfortunately, it’s an actual French name, but a religious zealot would maybe give her a double name, like Marie-Claudine.

Zevon and Yzla: I don’t know what to say here, I really don’t. Yzla sounds bad, that’s all I can say (but I admit Zevon has a nice ring). I accept suggestions.

AKs:

Lil’ Shang: first thing first, in China (and other Eastern countries) surnames come before names. So Li=surname Shang=name. Cleared that up, this name makes sense only as a nickname (which I hate). If we want it to start with S and an assonance with his father’s, we could pick Sheng (victory) or Shuang (clear and bright).

Lonnie: Lanying, which, mispronunciated, became Lonnie, it would make sense if said by kids first. (Fun fact: irl Lin Lanying was the name of a scientist, there’s also a Guo Lanying who is a soprano, both great women).

Herkie: oh, don’t make me start with this. This is one of the atrocious names that are clearly rip-offs of the parent’s names and I hate that. Hercules had lots and lots of children in the myths, from Megara in particular he had four: Therimachus, Creontiades, Ophitus and Deicoon. Pick whatever you prefer, I am partial to Therimachus, too difficult for Auradonians to enunciate, they started to call him Herkie as a nickname that stuck.

Tiger Peony: I’m certain I’m not the first who thinks a name like this is, like, the epitome of disrespectful. For the same reason, I admit I know nothing of the subject and ask if someone could tell what an appropriate name for her could be.

Ally: Allison Liddel (original Alice’s surname) or Kingsley (live action surname). Or another surname if she took her father’s (I am partial to the Tim Burton movies and ship Alice and the Hatter, so Allison Hightopp, but that’s just me).

Jordan: Joodah (or Joudah) meaning “generous“ or “of high qualities“ (as far as I could find, please feel free to correct me).

Artie: don’t ask me where I took it from, but in my head his full name is Arnault Pendragon (and he isn’t Guinevere’s son as Disney’s Arthur married another woman under the advice of Merlin, but this is all my headcanon).

Pin: Pinocchio’s son. Now, in Italy it is traditional to name children after parents or grandparents (I have one uncle and 5 cousins all named after my maternal grandfather and other 4 cousins after my grandmother, to say nothing of the ones who have them as middle names), so it wouldn’t be weird BUT! we don’t have names without final vowels, especially first names, in Italian, so he’d be called Pino. Which is also short for Giuseppe (Giuseppino) and I much prefer that (if they wanted to use Geppetto’s name it would have made sense too, and that he would have been nicknamed Geppettino > Tino).

Now, for the dwarves’ sons I picked German names with the same initials:

“Doc II” Dominic;

“Hap” Harold;

“Cheerful” Klemens;

“Gesundheit”/“Gus” Gustav;

“Bash” Bastian;

“Shy” Silas;

“Crabby” Conrad;

“Sleepy jr” Simon;

“Snoozy” Samuel.

Doug and Gordon are normal names and can stay.

Ruby and Anxelin Fitzherbert: I’m not even sure from where we got those names from for Rapunzel’s daughters, I seem to recall Ruby mentioned in Wicked World, maybe? Anyway, I don’t like either name. Anxelin is the name of a wine, that’s a very strange choice, and Ruby, uh, is too generic, I guess? There are so many german names to pick from, if we want to follow the pattern of same initial as the parents! Renate, Rayna, Reinheld, Richel, Roslin, Rowena... then Engelbertha, Eda, Erika, Evonne, Edith,... Just research a bit. If we really want to keep the original ones, Anxelin could be a deformation of something like Annegret or Analise, and Ruby could stand for Ruperta or Ruomhildi, although I prefer to call them Annika (same initials as Queen Arianna, Rapunzel’s real mother) and Roslin.

Opal: daughter of Mama Odie (what is it with those super-old women having teenage kids?!) can be Opal of the Bayou, I suppose. It has a nice ring, actually, although I don’t know what tie opal stones may have with voodoo.

Bobby Hood: usually, Bobby is short for Robert, which fits the area and the pattern. Robin is, at times, short for Robert, but I don’t think it’s the case here. The surname Locksley was discarded by Robin, provided it existed in the Disneyverse, but it’s worth remembering it.

This post will possibly be corrected expanded in the future and I appreciate further discussion, as long as all parties are respectful and thoughtful.

[a-child-of-chaos906]

"How to find peace?"

The first three Gods I ask this question give me a smile. One can feel the power in Their very name; They are one of the most ancient, one of the Creators. Sky, Earth, Water, Gods of the World.

"Look around you," – said Kök Tengri. One of His eyes is the Sun, the other is the Moon. – "What do you see?"

"These are our creations," – Umay Ana answers for Her husband. With Her words the forest grows and the fruits ripen. – "From a small bug to ancient steppes."

“You, and people like you too,” – Ak Ana nods. With Her breath, waves move and streams flow from the mountains into the common ocean. – "So our answer is simple."

“Be in unity with our creations, with the world and nature. Do not offend them and help them, and you will find peace,” – said the Gods, in Their words one could feel Love.

"How to find peace?"

The Second Gods, to whom I ask this question, glance at each other. There is tenderness in Their palms, lightness on Their wings. They look so similar that sometimes you can’t tell Them apart. Two brothers, Sleep and Death, Gods of the Rest.

"What are you waiting for when you close your eyes under the blanket?" – Hypnos-Somnus smiles kindly. His voice is like a lullaby. – “What are you waiting for? A new day, that you will wake up. That you will taste food again, that you will return to bed again.”

“True,” – agrees His brother, Thanatos-Mors. His hands guided many souls, and His eyes saw the human essence. – “Every evening you fall asleep, not knowing whether you will open your eyes the next morning. And yet at the end of the day you cut down on sleep, refuse food and water, and cruel thoughts are in your head. Life is fleeting, one day we will meet differently than now, and this will be the last time, so don't be hard on yourself."

“Be in unity with your body. All this time, only it will be next to you, even if it changes over time and to your taste. Give it love and understanding, and you will find peace,” – said the Gods, in Their words one could feel Love.

"How to find peace?"

The third Gods to whom I ask this question look into the distance. Some of the most ancient, those that many people forget about. They always exist side by side, They are strong and inseparable, without one there cannot be a second. Darkness and Night, Gods of the Shadows.

"Do you afraid when you turn off the light?" – asked Erebus-Scotus. His body cannot be seen in His Darkness, but His voice is clearly audible. – “Think and tell me, isn’t your brain playing games with you, is it worth staying in the dark?”

“And are you staying there alone?” – Nyx-Nox shook Her head. The Milky Way is visible in Her hair, the stars dance in Her eyes. – “What’s worse, not being alone or being left alone? Many people are afraid in the darkness not of the creatures of the night, but of themselves. Their thoughts, their past, present and future.”

“Be in unity with your mind. Treat it with patience. Let it be your ally, not your enemy, when entering the darkness. Let it be your weapon and shield, and you will find peace,” – said the Gods, in Their words one could feel Love.

"How to find peace?"

The fourth God to whom I ask this question laughs. I can hear barking, hissing, clattering hooves and voices all around. There is a lot of Him, He is different. He is in many faces, fast, fickle, but those who know see Him where His trace was and is. Mischief, God of the Laughter.

“Oh, my joy, do you remember how your soul looked forward to those days when you and your friends could go to the city?” – Loki leaned back, His curls and braids splashed like flames across the grass, and His multi-colored eyes turned towards His family. – “I know you remember those days. When you hanged out, when you went to your favorite coffee shop. How hiking in the mountains with your father settled in your head, how the taste of frozen yogurt remained, what you and your mother ate, as you remember the fur of your pets under your fingers."

"Be in unity with your family, with those you love. Whether through blood, or found family. Share memories, laugh, live, remember. Be the one who loves and be the one who is loved, and you will find peace," – said God, in His words one could feel Love.

"How to find peace?"

The last God I ask a question turns around. His hair is the red of the setting sun, and scarlet shines in His eyes. The one who has been with me the longest, who helped me grow and raised me Himself, who called me to Him, who accepted, loved and protected. Desert, God of Chaos.

“I’m not the first one you’ve asked this question,” – says the Father, Sutekh. It's raining outside, His presence is with me. – “They are all right, but you can be in unity with nature, but at the same time pollute and destroy it. You can be in unity with your body, but continue to be cruel to it. You can be in unity with the mind, but at the same time punish it for it's thoughts. You can be united with your family and still hurt them."

He came closer. A shiver ran down my spine, along with the distant sound of thunder. He sits down so that our faces are at the same level.

"There are only two choices. Either live in chaos, the likes of which I fight every night, or live in unity."

He waves His hands around:

"Unity with nature will give you a home. The Sky will bless you with clouds, the Earth with grains, the Water with life. People have learned to love other creatures, help them, take care of them, live side by side without hurting nature. Now are different times, but we need to continue to do this, even if it's something small."

He traces my silhouette with His hands:

"Unity with the body will give you strength. You are the owner of your body, a small spirit or God, and this is your temple. From the very birth of this temple, it has grown and only you can decide what to do with it, how to decorate it, how to change it. But you can never leave without care. Wash and check that everything is in order. Otherwise the temple will collapse. It may take time, sometimes a long time, before you find what is best for your temple. When, after time, Sleep and Death come for the spirit, there will be history in your temple."

He pointed to my forehead:

"Unity with the mind will give you peace of mind. You will learn to think and reason, it will give you support. It will be difficult to deceive you. Darkness and Night will not frighten you with their endless blackness – you will know yourself, your fears and virtues, your mechanisms. In the next time, left alone, you will have the best company in the form of the best interlocutor and person - yourself."

He put His hands on my shoulders:

"Unity with the family will give you love. Whether it's a purring cat, breakfast with relatives or a funny picture from friends. They give you a reminder that you deserve love, Mischief will remind you to laugh about. And, don't forget, you too you give them love in the ways that you know how, that you still have something in you that moves you forward, that warms your heart when you see the smile of others."

One of His hands left my shoulder:

“But none of this will make sense if you don’t do the most important thing. You won’t survive any storm, you’ll break at the first gust of wind,” – the Father's free hand pointed to my heart. – “Until you find unity in yourself. That is when you will find peace.”

These were the words of the last God. Love was felt in His words, in His eyes, in His very presence.

[baconcolacan]

Chaotic ask but Stay Tord and Regimen Tord swapping Tom’s for a week?

If they even manage to last that long together

I wanna do this with their 40 year old versions because its funnier in my head lmao. Idk what writing style this is, kinda weird kinda eh??? Anyway, Regimen Tom's side is a bit long bc that boy is sad.

Stay Tom: Stay Tom is an absolute nightmare for Regimen Tord, especially because he has so much knowledge on how RA operates, there's some differences but the base knowledge is basically the same. Not only that, but this Tom is so highly trained and can counter any of his attacks with ease, his countermeasures mirror his own, and he can only guess that this Tom's Tord actually personally trained him. He can see his cautiousness in him. It also really doesn't help that this Tom likes to call him 'Red Brat' He spends the majority of his time basically playing defense to ensure this Tom doesn't meet with any rebel groups, because he is 100% sure this Tom is ABSOLUTELY able to take him down with less time and effort, and more of a threat, than his own Thomas, because he's more experienced. Plus, ah, he apparently can turn into a giant....monster..... Tom manages to kick his ass in less than 2 days.

Regimen Tom:

It was really weird suddenly appearing in front of a kid. It was also really awkward when that kid started to wail and cry. Then it was extremely terrifying when fucking Tord Larsin suddenly came bursting into the room holding a gun and glaring at him. Then it was back to weird, because the kid screamed 'DADDY!!' and ran up to Tord Larsin as if he wasn't a threat at all. What the fuck??? Okay so, after some really awkward and stilted explanations, suddenly he's on the couch, the kid is staring at him, he's holding...hot chocolate?? Or, no, it tasted really familiar....

....Hot chocolate Baileys with peppermint schnapps. Exactly how he likes it. His go-to comfort drink when he's feeling particularly stressed. Again. What the fuck?

So apparently, universe jumping?? Wow yay, maybe he did have a huge mental breakdown and finally went insane, but thats what this Tord says (and wow he's really old), and the kid is still staring at him by the way, yet somehow it doesn't feel at all like it usually does. Cold, prickling, and suffocating. And...well, now that he's looking at him...even this Tord's staring didn't feel bad. Didn't feel...suffocating. It's muted, withdrawn, and guilty. Well....maybe this mental breakdown was a special one? Something...comforting before he... Next few days feel weird, and hazy, like he's walking through a barely coherent dream. Things seem brighter here, the colours more saturated, and yet unfocused, like he wasn't meant to see too much of it. He passes by a few photos, but chooses not to look when he first saw a face resembling his own, smiling so bright as if he was actually... ..happy.....

That kinda hurt, but oh well, it's his dying thoughts so whatever. The kid's name is Arthur, but he likes being called AK for some reason. AK has been consistently waking him up and walking around with him in this weird too bright little cabin for the past few days. He says he looks like his 'Papa'. Is it weird if he used to think that, if he had a son, he'd call him Arthur too? Old Tord, as he calls him in his head, avoided him for the first two days. Eventually though, he stopped disappearing every time Tom came into a room he was in, he'd tense up sure, but he stopped acting like his ass was on fire and Tom was the one who lit it. For some reason...he's really intrigued by him. So he stares at him, most times. Eventually, Old Tord kinda just shuffled towards him one day while he was seated at the breakfast bar and actually sat next to him. Tom stared at him from the corners of his eyes of course. Old Tord kinda just squirmed in his seat before he said: 'I hurt you....didn't I?'

Tom thought about it, and decided; 'No? Unless you 'jumped universe' or whatever.' Old Tord looked pained and shook his head. 'It's still me,' He said. 'A version of me at least...And I hurt you....' The way he said it made his heart do something funny. He placed his hand on the bar, palm side up and just looked down to the side. Tom was surprised that Old Tord knew how to ask for this, how to ask if he could hold his hand without saying anything, then again...if the pictures were any indication, of course he would. He puts his hand on top of Old Tord's own, and the other gives him a quick squeeze before letting his hand go lax. 'I'm sorry,' Old Tord said, and his voice was so constricted Tom thought he was going to suffocate for a moment. 'I am so so sorry, Tom....Everything that happened to you was never your fault.' Light squeeze. Let go. 'I don't know how much weight this has, but I am so so sorry....' Old Tord still didn't look at him, which was a huge relief. Because he really doesn't know what to do if he saw him crying. The kid- Arthur- appeared again. He was hugging him from behind. Old Tord just kept a loose grip on his hand, he had his hand over his eye, he was shaking. You know...for his dying thoughts, this wasn't so bad, he figures. At least...it's comforting.