#sometimes the parental instincts come out so strong when i look at him

[multifandomhoodies]

Frank friday! We're gonna make the journey on a boy walk (journey for me, it's icy as shit out) and then he's gonna get a bath

[mintmatcha]

OMG MINT please continue bc kiri saying again … was he picking up the pieces before w reader ??

cw: Reader is a high school in this part, reader is said to not be conventionally attractive.

Kirishima remembers the first time Sero ever saw you.

He's fumbling with his key ring in the most obvious way he can, letting it swing and jingle around his fingers.

"My parent's won't be back until late tonight, so we can do whatever." Kirishima isn't one to brag, but there's still something cool about being a latchkey kid. He doesn't have Bakugo's big house or all of Denki's gaming systems, but he's got the coolest hang out spot because he has all the privacy they could ever need.

"You bozos should actually study this time-" Bakugo says, slinging his backpack across his shoulders.

Denki groans. "You're so lame-"

"Your grades are lame!"

Kirishima unlocks the door to the apartment when another door across the hall opens. He doesn't turn at first, thinking it's just Mr. Yagami leaving for the night shift-

"Eijiro-"

Kirishima turns at the sound of your voice. Catty corner from him, you're halfway out of your apartment door, still dressed in your wrinkled school uniform. The smile you flash him is timid, mostly covered up the doorframe.

"Hold on, guys."

He walks over to you with a little wave and you produce a familiar set of containers, perfectly cleaned and polished, just like always.

"Tell your mom thank you," you mumble, adjusting your glasses as you speak. Kirishima thinks it's weird that you're being so quiet today, but then your eyes flicker to the group behind him. School's hard for you, he thinks, the other kids aren't very nice to you most of the time. At least, that's what his mom says when you aren't around.

"It was really good, thank you."

"Yeah, don't mention it," Kirishima points back to his gaggle of boys. "These are my friends from school, by the way. Bakugo, Denki, and the tall one's Sero. They're all really cool."

Your face goes weird when he says Sero's name. Not sour or stressed or something he knows, just... funny. Like you've swallowed a lemon whole.

"I'm the only cool one here," Bakugo says.

"Aw, don't listen to this big grump-" Sero throws an arm around Bakugo. "We're pretty okay."

"Hi." With a little wave, you duck back inside your place and let the door close. Kirishima starts to go back to his friends, but for Sero to stop him.

"So, who was that?" Sero asks, a bit too interested for Kirishima's liking. Bakugo bumps his shoulder into the dark haired boy, then shoves his full body weight. Even when Sero stumbles, he keeps looking.

"She's cool, just super shy. My mom gives her food sometimes." He shakes the Tupperware for effect. "She lives by herself because her school's around here."

"Ask her to hang out with us," Sero says.

Denki groans again. "Why would we want some weirdo girl-?"

Sero's already slunk across the hall. Bakugo and Denki share a look and roll their eyes; last summer's growth spurt didn't only give Sero a couple extra inches of height-- it gave him too much confidence and too strong of an interest in girls. Denki could kind of relate, minus the confidence. Thankfully, Bakugo didn't seem to care about women at all.

(Kirishima was thankful for that.)

The blondes both go inside the apartment when Kirishina opens the door, but Sero has already knocked and peeled you out of your shell.

"Hey, we were just thinking-"

That funny look comes over you again- a strained, sloppy smile, own that-

It clicks in Kirishima's head the second Sero leans against the doorframe, one arm extended above his head. You think he's cute.

You think he's very cute.

Sero seems to know it, too.

"I- uh- I-" You're fumbling each word. "I have cram school-"

"Aww-" He runs a hand through his hair with a cool little smile. "What a bummer."

Kirishima's stomach twists at bit, mostly on instinct. He doesn't have strong feelings towards you or anything, but he suddenly feels a surge of protectiveness, like an older sibling watching the younger get whisked away.

You're not even cute, Kirishima thinks, not in the ways that Sero usually goes for. He usually goes for girls without glasses or braces, the types that win beauty pageants and don't have stutters-

Flirting with you just seems... cruel in comparison. It's a game he knows he can win.

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 17/11✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: (Baby Mk trying to wake up macaque) Macaque: Wukong your son's awake Wukong: Before sunrise he's your son. Lol lion King reference

Aaaaaaahhh I love it! I was thinking the same!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I wonder if MK is experiencing any other Yaoguai urges? Besides his crush instincts and fun Monkey habits and behaviors.

mmmmm I think he mostly sometimes starts a tantrum in monkey style, where he starts to move a lot and jumps around

Anonimo ha chiesto: So like do macaque and wukong have rings or anything like now I think it would be cute if they renewed their vow.

I think I need to go study traditional chinese weddings traditions

l@ovingshadowpeaches ha chiesto: Ohhh my gosh i finally have the balls to send you this ask!! I adore your shadowpeach bio parents AU SO SO SO MUCH, your art style is so satisfying and mesmerising to look at, the plot is chefs kiss and I hope you know I LOVE all the soysauce duo content i am being fed and our Macaque introject adores it because the MK he knows is his son and your comic makes him feel a lot more valid and closer to his boy, your comic is so comforting to both him and me. I can't wait to see how it all plays out and I can't express enough how much we love love this comic!! All the love!!! GAH!!!

awww tysm for your ask!!!! :')

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think that is hilarious that macaque yoinked the great sage. Also other demons jealous Mac?!?! I need more jealous mac. I can only imagine it went like, Here is a basket of delicious peaches for your enjoyment. Excuse me while I go beat the shit out this demon for trying to take you away (Not that they could even if they got past Macaque).

hehe meanwhile Wukong's ego grows tenfold

Anonimo ha chiesto: SHADOWPEACH BIO PARENT AU The last question had me saying: what was Pigsy's and Tang's reaction to Mk's l̶o̶v̶e̶r̶ crush on Red Son? And also the court napping thing?

I think at first they didn't believe it, then they realized what happened, and didn't know wheter being shocked or not since they should have absolutely saw it coming.

@vex--lynn ha chiesto: Do you find it crazy how much you've affected the Fandom, like you've taken it by storm! It's kinda like when "Garden across our collarbone" took over the Fandom. In the end, we're left crying happy tears. I'm so happy to have found this comic while it was still being made cause I feel like I'm part of the adventure of these crazy monkies! I wish you nothing but the best for you!! <3

BRO u CAN'T JUST PULL OUT THAT NAME AND MINE IN THE SAME CONTEXT. That fic is like an atomic bomb I'm just a humble artist drawing gay monkies.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I just want you to know that your LMK comic is getting me through a really hard time in my life right now. It really helps to have something to smile about and look forward to. Thank you so much for all the recent fluff. It brings me a lot of joy. 💕 Awwww tysm!!

Aww that's so nice to hear!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Okay since mac has 6 sensitive ears... wouldn't be sometimes hard for him...? l mean what if there was very strong noises like fireworks or smt around!? U know what is the best solution for this!! Mac lying down between wukong's arms and put his head on chest and listen to his heartbeat!!! This will absolutely will calm him down right? I WANNA SEE THIS IN YOUR COMICS PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAASS

askjcbaicbasc that's sooooo cute! Maybe, perhaps, in the future, who knows....

Anonimo ha chiesto: Is it slowly building back up to shadowpeach getting back together or? 🤔 idk their relationship status rn

situationship so bad these 2 are sleeping together and have a kid but still are allergic to flirt like normal people.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Got a question about Sun Wukong being trans. I know he probably uses glamour to hide his ✨✨boobies✨✨. But like, is he also using tape or are they kinda just... Out Cause now I'm thinking about the times we've seen him shirtless so like... ???

before he learned to shapeshift he mostly used bandages since that's all he could do at the time. Now MK is teaching him what binders are and he couldn't be more grateful.

@ayrza ha chiesto: I know you may not share it, or even read it, but I need to get it out of me. Do you realize that MK has only had father figures and no mother figures? Which means that the simple word "MAMA" carries too much sentimental weight and that's... 🥹 THIS COULD NOT BE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU ALREADY MADE IT!!! MY BABY SAID MAMA!!!! 😭✨💖

o my gAAAAHHD I THINK THAT WAS UNINTENTIONAL OF ME BUT THIS CHANGES EVERYTHINGGG

@s-p-r-i-n-g-t-i-m-e ha chiesto: question: what does MK call Pigsy and Tang? Anonimo ha chiesto: I love the new post i am crying 😢 😭 But I do have a question is mac mama and wukong Baba, or is wukong Mama and mac baba this is an important question I have for you???

Pigsy is "Dad" and Tang is "Papa". Mac is "Mama" and Wukong is "Baba"

Anonimo ha chiesto: I’ve seen many many drawings and intereptations of Mac being all piecered, especially on his ears cause if you have six, you gotta use em. Does macaque have any piercings in your au or is his ears too sensitive for that in your mind? Does he like to fidigit with them or any body else?

mmmm he can perfectly have it. I think he would have a few, but only rings and like each of them is far from the others in the lobe area because I can imagine someone with sensitive Hearing wouldn't like to hear the sounds of metal or earrings tingeling every time he moves around.

@alchemical-spill-on-aisle-three ha chiesto: In your shadowpeach comic, is Mei going to help MK with his crush? I just think it would be really funny if they got into hijinks while trying to get MK and Redson together lol

Mei is the one who organized their sparring meetings in the first place. She was Spicynoodle number 1 fan since the beginning.

@straightally2001 ha chiesto: Hmm... if Kai is gonna be MK and Red Son's son does that mean that Nya is gonna be Mei's daughter?

Omg yes. But guys don't tempt me or I might make a "Spicynoodle 50 years later/ninjago crossover" comic the size of the shadowpeach one if we go down this path

Anonimo ha chiesto: If mk is a trans does he still get period?

yes

Anonimo ha chiesto: what is MK’s favorite thing about red boy?

The fact that he tries to hide his emotions but his fire powers reflects them out of his control. MK thinks it's very cute.

Anonimo ha chiesto: So, are you ever going to make a sick episode for the bio dads? I am asking because I am sick, and it would be interesting to see what they are like when sick.

nope sorry. donesn't fit in the current schedule. But MK will go at the hospital at some point if that's of any reassuring.

@sokda-lal-ashes ha chiesto: Do you have why doodles that aren't exactly in the stories but that fits your bio parents au? I love your art so much!! Especially your redson design!!!

Yes but they are spoilers. Sorryyy

Anonimo ha chiesto: Wukong: hay don't forget to eat breakfast. Macaque: what are you talking about I just ate Wukong: you had espresso & anit depressants that is not a meal. Macaque (repeats mocking Wukong) I don't need your judgement I feel like the whole being revived thinks makes macaque sometimes not realize he's hungry or thirsty

ahah how much I relate (I don't take antidepressant but a lot of magnesium bc of mood swings)

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: Wait… if macaque gets his power from a lunar eclipse, does that mean that wukong gets his power from a solar eclipse? Bye <3

Anonimo ha chiesto: Oh so I just had a thought! Since the light hair streaks are being caused by a lunar eclipse because Macaque draws his powers from the moon, is the opposite true for Wukong? Are any of his powers from the sun and would something happen if there was a solar eclipse? Love all the world building in your comics its all so good!!!

mmm I don't think that's how it works.

Anonimo ha chiesto: wait, so since the brotherhood knew about Macaque courtnapping Wukong, did they ever have to witness the monstrosity of cuddles and affection you describe Shadowpeach when they’re together? I could only imagine the awkwardness. Or many they’re totally cool with them being open with each other right in front of them. I know th3 brotherhood won’t show up in your comic as you’ve said before but a fan can only dream.

Oh yeah. O yeah they did.

@shamelesschopshopwasteland ha chiesto: How are Macaque and Wukong? Do they spend time with each other outside of sleeping? (Also I love you AU!!! <3)

Macaque still works from time to time to the Dojo in weekdays, and also likes his alone time, but has been spendind more time with Wukong to help the other monkeys and telling stories about what happened in all those years they missed when they were still enemies.

Anonimo ha chiesto: (I LOVE YOUR ART SM IFDJKEWVJHA, make sure to take breaks!!) Considering Macaque doesn't like the cold. (I love that HC so much, especially because I like to HC that he's freezing 24/7 can only warm up with hot springs and touch but not actual heat/the sun) How would Macaque react in a snowstorm/winter. Would he just bundle up a lot or lock himself in a room or something similar?

3 layers of jackets and self-heating socks when he's going around, otherwise Hot springs every evening.

Anonimo ha chiesto: what other nicknames/pet names does SWK and Macaque have for one another beside peaches and plum?

mmm I think Sun and Moon

@patienceandpokemon ha chiesto: Okay, rip my heart out with happiness in P7 of Monkie trio with the moonlight reveal why don't you?! THANK YOU! But in seriousness, in the latest bit . . Are Mac and MK recharging their shadow powers under the moonlight? Is that why Mac never really attacked in season 1-3 in your AU of LMK, unless there had been a full moon prior? Or am I snowballing into unrelated territory? Anywho, love the comic! He's so fucking fluffy and white like a pearl! And MK, baby fluff!!!!!

Wait he actually did it in the series?? I never noticed!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Soooooo we know Macaque did the courtnapping for shadowpeach so who did the courtnapping for the demon bull family? PIF or DBK👀

I think PIF did?

@boonalina ha chiesto: Question: In your AU, when exactly did Mac and PIF become sworn siblings? Cuz we know Wuk and Mac were sworn bros with DBK, and then DBK "betrayed" them by getting together with PIF. So when exactly would Mac have become sworn siblings with her? Was it like during the time Wukong was under the mountain or smth? Cuz it does seem like Mac drifted apart from the Brotherhood when Wukong was imprisoned.

this is a fandom headcanon, but I believe it was a little after Wukong was imprisoned, and a little after Macaque was revived

[loveandmurders]

Never forget: ya're a Sinclair (Part I)

Hi everyone!!! It's been so long I haven't posted anything new here and I'm so happy to come back with plenty of things to share with you.

I'm starting this new year with a new series that I wrote based on this little imagine here.

Basically it's an adopted sister x Sinclair!brothers. It'll be in three parts. I hope you'll enjoy! <3

Warnings : no proof reading, child abuse and a very dark past for reader, mentions of violence and starvation, mentions of terrible and toxic parents and abusive orphanage, mentions of suicide, angst, a few strong words, mentions of a nightmare, mentions of incestuous desires between the siblings (reader and the brothers) but nothing happens, let me know if I forgot something

Every time you drove past the House of Wax advertisement, you wondered what would have happened if Victor hadn’t found you in the orphanage, and more importantly what your life would have been if Bo, Vincent and Lester hadn’t fallen in love with you the instant they saw you. 

It had been a blessing, in a way. 

Yes, you were brought into a very toxic family once again, but this time, you were cherished and looked after. No one ever beat you again, no one ever made you cry without consequences again, no one made fun of what you were saying again either. You felt free to speak with the brothers. They always listened to you and they all tried to make you feel good about  yourself.

You never had been able to voice all the things that happened to you at the orphanage, but the boys made sure you knew you were safe from now on. They knew what abuse was; the thought of you going through all of this made them sick and overprotective with you. Lester always told you you deserved better than your past, probably better than being a Sinclair too. 

But you were happy to be one of them.

You shivered, despite the heat, at the thought of the orphanage. 

You would never be able to forget this place, no matter how much you wanted to. You had thought, more than once, no matter how young you were, that you would die there, because of the beating, the starving or because you would kill yourself. You never understood what you did to end up there. You never understood what happened for your parents to leave you like that, like you abandon a dog on the roads. 

They were your parents and you were just a child, so you really only had them. You were eager to be a good girl to them, because it was the only way for your parents to care a little about you, but you were always too much or not enough.

And because they were your parents, you believed them when they told you something. 

When they left you at the orphanage, they promised you they would come back to you. They promised it was just for a little while, because your mother wasn’t feeling too well. Everything was supposed to be alright.

You woke up everyday for three years, looking at the windows and thinking that today was the day, today your parents would come get you. You couldn’t wait to leave the orphanage and you even hoped your parents would be mad when they would discover the bruises littering your body and how starved you were.

They never came back for you. 

They promised they would, and they couldn’t have lied to you, right? You thought your mother died from a mysterious illness, and your father died out of sadness, or they had a car accident or something like that. 

One day, you got ill. Very badly. You didn’t even have the will to survive anymore, so it forced the orphanage to call for a doctor.

When Victor Sinclair arrived that day, the day you weren't even fighting anymore, he had been a dark hope in your even darker life. Your instinct knew he wasn’t a good man, and he hadn’t been very soft to you, despite your state of weakness and pain. Victor knew how awful the place was, but he never really cared about it. He never said anything about what he saw there; that was why they kept calling for him when they needed a doctor. Sometimes one or two kids died under his watch, but no one cared either. 

And yet you begged him to take you with him. You were the first child to ask for his help and to promise to do anything. You did promise everything an adult could want from you, even the worst things - adults always wanted the worst things. He thought you could be a toy for his kids, and nothing more. He agreed out of boredom and curiosity. His boys had never been the best around other children, so he was wondering how they would react to a new addition into the family. 

Deep down, he hoped it would be bloody.

And the way he agreed to “adopt” you at the condition you looked after his sons, made you feel fear. You could tell the boys weren't all soft and sweet, but you thought it couldn’t be worse than the place you were in. 

Victor never said anything about how surprised he was that his sons instantly adored you. If he had been smarter, he would have understood. Despite everything that happened to you, you were still full of light and good. You were eager to be gentle and to love, and it was all the boys needed.

You all were all grateful that Victor made you leave the orphanage; that way you met the brothers, and they finally got their little ray of sunshine.

You tried to focus your attention back on the roads you knew by heart. 

You couldn’t let the past hurt you anymore. You just needed to be back home and to hug the people you cherished the most. Their presences were always capable of driving the bad memories away. Everything was alright. You were a Sinclair and you were living in Ambrose with Bo and Vincent, because you hadn’t wanted to leave. 

Once Victor and Trudy died, and once Ambrose became a ghost town, you could have decided it was your time to start a new life. But you didn’t want anything else. Yes your family was made of killers, and yes their way of life could be dangerous. However, you knew you were safe by their side and you would rather die than leave. 

The boys wouldn't have fully let you go either. You were one of the rare things that could make them happy. 

The day Lester decided to have his own independence and to find his own house, Bo cornered you and asked you if you wanted the same thing. He was ready to convince you to stay, no matter what he would have needed to promise to you. Vincent and him agreed that nothing would be too much if it meant keeping you with them. Truth to be told, you had never thought about leaving on your own. So you quickly shook your head at his question. 

“As long as you have me, I want to stay here. This is my home” you replied, a little bit worried Bo was actually asking you to go. 

You were reassured when you saw Bo brightly smiling at you.

Since then, the twins made sure you would never want to leave. They needed you in their existences more than anything. You only left when it was time to go to work. The twins wouldn’t have minded having you home all day though.

But despite your abandonment issues, you still enjoyed being a little bit independent. Going to work allowed you this, while coming back home every night as well. 

It was getting dark outside so you were glad you were finally reaching Ambrose after a day of hard work. You were proud of yourself for bringing money to the family. At least you were useful, even if the twins often told you you didn’t have to. But you wanted to.

You were bringing dinner tonight, as well, because you had found a new Indian restaurant and you thought you could try it. Thus, for once, Bo wouldn’t need to cook for the four of you. 

You parked your car in front of the house. 

Bo was already opening the front door to welcome you home. He kissed your cheek with tenderness, before helping you with the bags of take out. What you loved with your family was that you didn’t even need words with them. You were understanding each other with just your eyes or body language. You had never felt such complicity and intimacy with anyone else. And you knew that Ambrose wasn’t your home per say, your brothers were. 

You removed your shoes and put yourself at ease as Bo was dressing the table. You were chatting around, telling each other about your day. You were relieved to know that the tourists had been easy prey that day, so none of your boys got hurt. Bo hummed in approval when you told him about your soon to be promotion. He was very proud of you. Vincent heard your voice so he went upstairs and walked straight to you to hug you. You gently removed enough of his mask to kiss the scarred side of his face and he hugged you even more tightly. 

It was a good life, really. You couldn't ask for more.

“Lester said he’ll come” you told Bo who was always putting a plate for his baby brother, no matter what. He nodded at your words, grateful you wanted everyone home as much as he did.

“Ya convinced him with the food?” he asked you and you giggled and nodded

“With the dessert, more precisely. That’s the only way to convince the little beast” you chuckled and the twins smiled. 

They had no idea what they would do without you. The boys were certain that they had one good thing in their life and it was you. They were so grateful to God or the Devil for you to not be scared of them despite everything that was happening in Ambrose. They were even more grateful that so far you had never been hurt because of their business. It was true they were more than careful when you were there, but an accident could always happen. And they wouldn't forgive themselves.

The three men also found you very desirable and they would have been more than happy to take care of you in other ways than siblings do, but you had never hinted that you wanted them as well. You had to admit you found them pretty much attractive and they were the only men you enjoyed to be around with, but you never tried anything with them either, too afraid to ruin your relationship with them. And they wouldn’t do anything that would make you feel uneasy or unsafe with them. 

As long as you were theirs, that you were coming back home every night and that you loved them, they were more than happy with that.

Lester arrived soon after and you were the first person he greeted with a kiss on the cheek and a hug, before he waved at his brothers. He asked you about your day as well, his whole attention on you as you all settled to eat together in the kitchen. You enjoyed the way you were always the centre of their lives (how could you want to leave them when you were taken care of that way, everyday, no matter what?). 

You always teased them by saying that it felt you were the matriarch of the family. They would smile or chuckle, without telling you that you indeed were. After all, your desires had always been their orders, since the first day you arrived in their lives.

Despite the good life you now had, nightmares of your past often came haunting you at nights. You would wake up, covered in sweat and gasping for air. You would be lost for a little while, wondering where you were before reminding yourself you were at home. 

The bad dreams were always about the orphanage or about your biological parents who had no love for you. They were always asking you to shut the fuck up, they were making you feel insecure and they rolled their eyes at you when you asked for affection. And because of everything that happened to you, your brain was sometimes tricking you, making you believe the brothers would one day fall out of love with you. Sometimes, you dreamt the twins beat you to death and Lester was insulting you and asking for more violence. 

You woke up when you died under their blows. 

And even if you were adults now, you were still sneaking inside Bo’s room for comfort when the darkness and silence of your own room were making you suffocate in fear.

You softly cracked his door open and closed it behind you. You knew his room so well, you could easily navigate through it even in the dark. You tried to be as quiet as possible as you slipped under his sheets, snuggling against his warm arms and chest. He woke up a little, instinctively bringing your body against his. 

He enjoyed having you this close to him. He kissed the top of your head. He was half asleep but his body knew the gestures by heart. He hated to know you were suffering from such memories but he loved to have you in his arms. He enjoyed being your protector too; it was the only moment he was certain he wasn’t just a monster.

“Nightmare?” he sleepily asked and you simply nodded, no trusting your voice. He shushed you “All safe, baby, I promise.” he murmured to you and you nodded once again, snuggling impossibly closer to him.

“Love you” you whispered to him and you felt him smile against your hair.

“Love ya too, more than anythin’ in this broken world. Ya’re a Sinclair, ya don’t have to worry ‘bout anythin’, ya know” he replied and you felt yourself calming down. 

He was right, you were a Sinclair now, and everything was supposed to be alright.

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Part 2

[qprpbj]

i wanna hear ur thoughts on the pony dying at the fountain au thing :)

THANK YOU FOR ASKINGGGG. this entire thing is delusional yap central and 95% johnny based so. im so sorry in advance btw.

well. first. so i think johnny wouldn't have had the instinct to run the way he did trying to protect pony and go to dally's — i cant really remember it tbh but i once saw an interpretation of johnny where he was like. his instincts and actions (stabbing paul without a second thought) were compared to that of almost a child (due to abusive parents and neglect etc etc) when put in the worst case scenario so he makes snap judgements without using his head, whereas pony thinks decisions through and mulls over shit maybe more than he should, which is why johnny just yanks him away and gets them to dally's place. i think johnny wouldn't have had that drive in him bc deep down he knowssss pony's gone, knows there's nobody that needs protecting, so he just. sits. at the fountain with pony in his lap. possibly for hours till the sun comes up, most likely in denial trying to convince himself pony isn't dead. doesn't know where to go or who to tell or what to do, esp bc this kid is already so heavily traumatized as is, he simply doesn't make the best decisions sometimes. just how it goes

then like. i assume someone finds them sitting there eventually, johnny can't even talk, whether it be the gang out looking bc they didn't show up last night or this morning or idk a stranger on a walk or literally idk. but. either way. the sheer difference in how pony's death were to be treated vs bob's?? there's no investigation done even though johnny says it was the socs, it wasn't a suicide, they got jumped and pony got killed. he lists them all by name, says exactly what happened, but there's never gonna be justice for pony bc nobody cares when it's a greaser who gets exploited or tortured or hurt or killed. (justice for tulsa scene where the cop shines a light on two-bit getting jumped and turns a blind eye....hmmm).

i thinkkk soda and darry would take johnny in. i won't harp on how torn up they'd obviously be — think soda's letter but about eight hundred times more nauseating ykwim. they just don't get along right without ponyboy. they lost their parents and they lost their kid brother and nearly johnny too — and nobody ever gets justice. so, it's darry who calls war & it's him who calls the rumble in pony's name. :)

johnny probably stays w them for a while but entirely collapses in on himself — literally rots from the inside out with guilt, bc he had a blade and he didn't use it. whether it be bc he chickened out or he was restrained too hard and wasn't strong enough or whatever the case, he takes on guilt heavyyyy for it. withdraws from the gang, from the curtises, saves up whatever little money he can and runs away to windrixville alone — bc hear me out. i think both him And pony def feel some type of way about bringing grief and sorrow and death wherever they go canonically in some type of way. esp him like..staying with pony's brothers now, probably sleeping in his old bedroom trying to keep pony's memory alive. idk idk. the guilt just goes CRAZYYY so. johnny runs away to an old church dally once suggested to him if he ever needed a place to go to run away — esp bc johnny literally canonically has considered running away before.

gang goes crazy over this obviously. search and search and it takes...who knows, days, weeks, to find him. he's got a bit of money stashed and he's not on the run from cops so he can go out to find food and whatever freely but he wants out, doesn't wanna be around the gang. dally shoots up in bed at like 3am realizing he knows exactly where tf johnny must be and collects them all in a car to drive out and find him. they get there and corner him like he's a lil scared animal shining flashlights in the dark and he pulls his blade on them all when they try to approach him up backed against the wall cause he dipped for a reason, damn it, and he doesn't want to be found. dally always runs away and finds success. the implications of johnny pulling a blade on the gang and on dally (out of fear) who gave him it in the first place?? esp when dally prefaced it by when you use this you have to do this with confidence, you have to really mean it, you can't back down when you pull a blade. idk the implications are There. that's literally where this whole thing came from LOL

that's. all i've got lol. thanks for tuning into this absolute monstrosity of a reply i'm so sorry LOL

[remotepixel]

Hey! Could I request smth where the reader is living in the avengers tower (maybe they had like a near death experience which made the avengers freak out and keep them there for their ‘safety’). Obviously with little to no connection to the outside world they start to feel isolated and depressed, so their yandere(s) gets them a pet to cheer them up.

With a focus on Tony (and maybe Steve but i don’t mind if not) and the other avengers are aware of what’s going on but either don’t see anything wrong with it or don’t want to cause any trouble.

Hi, thank you for requesting!!

TW: yandere themes + kidnapping as part of the plot.

-If the avengers are already obsessing over you, there’s no way you’re getting out of a near-death experience without a side of kidnapping. They probably already debated over the topic before (after years of constantly seeing the worse side of humanity their protective instincts were strong) and this was simply the last straw.

-Tony himself would be a big advocate for this. He’s already paranoid enough and the idea of losing you is not one he wants to consider. Although Steve would be more apprehensive, he’ll probably be convinced. He tries not to come across as overbearing, unlike another already mentioned member, so this isn’t ideal, but he would be lying if a small, overprotective part of him didn’t like the suggestion.

-On the other hand, you’re not as enthusiastic. Since you’re now under their care, you’re also isolated from everyone but them. Depending on if this was a ‘full on’ kidnapping or some weird agreement with the parents that you didn’t know of, they legally can’t, or don’t want to, let you out of their sight.

-Sure, the tower has anything you could want: your personalised room, hundreds of games for every console, an AI system that can instantly change anything to your preference, etc, etc, but it doesn’t compare to having your freedom.

-After a few weeks, you don’t seem any happier. You don’t laugh at Tony’s comments, or seem interested in whatever Steve is going on about, in fact you seem bored of them. So, time for plan B (well plan insert-letter-way-down-the-alphabet because they’ve tried countless times before this with no luck): a pet : ).

-Although seeing you happy is one of the best things for them, the undivided attention you are now giving to that pet is not.

-Tony would be the most jealous out of the two. Like, he paid for this animal, you’re not going to thank him? He doesn’t give me animal lover vibes either, so this was definitely ‘I’m doing this for you, you better be grateful’ moment (like he didn’t lock you here in the first place).

-He’d probably make one of the other avengers babysit it for an hour or two, enough time for you guys to hang out without you being distracted or missing it.

-If he’d desperate/the others aren’t around, he’d move your pet into his lab so, when you start looking for it, you’re forced to see him. He’d act all innocent like ‘wow, didn’t even notice’ but it’s clear by his ramblings about this ‘being a sign you should stay and hang’ that this is definitely his doing.

-Steve’s a bit more open. He knows you weren’t doing well before, and understands that this pet obviously means a lot to you. Instead of treating it like a common enemy, he’d use it to get close to you.

-He’ll offer to walk it outside sometimes, buy it new toys, etc. He’d probably make homemade treats and convince you to help him as a little bonding moment. I think he’d even grow to liking the pet in general, not just for you (which might give him extra brownie points).

-While this is all going on, the other avengers are conflicted. Both Steve and Tony are important (and probably the most popular) members of the team, and going against them would be difficult, even if they don’t necessarily agree. Depending on timelines (e.g. Civil war), this may even bring the two closer, and the others may not want to go back to the constant fighting.

-Either way, no matter their opinions, the other avengers don’t get in the way. They’ll help out if needed, and would likely step up if things were wildly out of control, but, if this is the way of keeping the peace, so be it.

[oinkinpigprince]

AYYYY can i request a platonic! pim, charlie and teen reader who sees them as their dads? and how they would react when the reader accidentally call them dad?

AYYYYYYYYY, MUST BE THE MONEYYYYYYYYYY. I think it’d be cute if reader maybe was like a intern @ the smiling friends hq, someone who shadows them on their jobs :33

Pim and Charlie + teen reader

Pim

Pim has hella strong paternal instincts so when he meets you he tries so hard to be seen as a cool authority figure. Even though we all know he’s the nerdy dad, you still tell him he’s cool

He tries to help you with EVERYTHING. If he sees you struggling he’s quick to swoop in and help you, to the best of his abilities. Sometimes he totally fails and you have to get Allan to do it for you 😔😔

Uses lingo really really wrong. Thinks it makes him look cool but he ends up making you laugh. You were really pissy that day and he says “well looks like someone’s feeling a little zesty today” and it was so jarring you were instantly snapped out of your bad mood and just started to laugh

Being both a teen and working @ smiling friends can be, stressful. Pim understands this so often he suggests helping you with your homework! Or just helping you study in general. He wasn’t too good at math but you two can figure it out together I’m sure

Tries to give you life advice and honestly it’s pretty good, it mainly boils down to ‘being kind, wins the prize’ and ‘be who you are!’ But, good advice nonetheless

Sometimes he can be a little over baring when you’re having a rlly bad day which can lead to tension between you two. It’s never serious but it can get a little annoying

But he’s still always there to lend an ear about anything that’s troubling you. It can be something minuscule like someone stepping on your foot or heavy stuff

You two rlly do have a father kid relationship, so it’s no wonder why you’d call him dad on accident. And he is absolutely over joyed, to the point he sheds some tears

He’d be over joyed to be seen as an actual father figure, it’s something he’s always dreamed of. So when you tell him you think of him as a dad he absolutely ecstatic

Charlie

Does not see himself as anywhere fit to being a father figure, probably more of an older brother type. His opinion is NULL and INVALID though.

Kinda doesn’t understand the ethics of letting a kid work w/ them since sometimes their jobs can be, intense. So he often just makes you do paper work at the office. Safe, totally not because he’s lazy, and actually gives you experience

He’s very laid back, and often just lets you off to your own devices. Although out of everyone he’s the most likely to relate to you. Being younger and all

Although when he does let you come w/ Pim and him on a mission he’s like 1000x more productive. Mainly because he knows he has to make sure nothing goes south that can get you hurt, so he’s just way more alert than usual

Buys you food randomly, especially if you’re having a bad day. Usually just some fries or a soda, it’s the small things though.

Although, he does LOVE sending you out on coffee runs. Just thinks it’s funny since you’re an ‘intern’. He just thinks it’s funny, and the cafe isn’t that far either

Loves talking to you about videogames, sometimes it’s wild how much you remind him of how old he is. He sits there as you call one of the Sonic games retro he has a mini crisis

Gives pretty good life advice too!(go figure everyone here is pretty good at life advice) but his sounds less like a Disney channel original and more like just genuine things that can improve your day to day life. He understands what it’s like being a teen, it’s hard man

Brushes it off when you call him dad by accident, even though he finds it funny he chalks it up to an accident. When you tell him about your home life though, he understands immediately

Although he really questions your choice in parental figures

[thevoicefromanotherworld]

TODAY MY PARENTS GAVE ME LOGAN'S DOG TAGS FOR THE KINGS' DAY (screams internally) so when I put them on several things came to my mind, especially the one I'm going to explain below with a little fic

The entire fandom agrees that Logan loves to make you his. Not in the way we all know (cough cough), I mean the fact that he lends you his flannel shirts because he loves to see you walk around with them in front of him, as if you were in a fashion show.

That time you mistook your shampoo for his and your hair smelled like his, he felt like he was dying of happiness (and excitement at the same time).

Logan would never admit it out loud, but the fact that you used the same things as him without realizing the impact you were causing on him, made his most primitive instincts come to light, feelings similar to those that a lion must feel with its cubs, although sometimes it seemed more like a predator/prey dynamic.

Like when you were in bed. Logan loves to feel like he's in control, but he likes it better when it's YOU who's in control. When you're on top of him, with your arms resting on his strong shoulders while you move your hips in circles against him to feel him deeper inside you than you already feel him.

Logan enjoys the expressions on your face every time he matches the movements of his hips with yours, the way you bite your lower lip and rest your hands on his chest every time he hits the spots he knows drive you crazy, making him lose his mind little by little.

It is then that he notices that your release is close when he removes the dog tags from around his neck and places them around yours. Your movements become more erratic when the cold material rests against the sensitive skin between your breasts.

He just smiles at your reaction and gently pulls the chain to bring you closer to him and kiss you again, before delighting in the way the tags bounce against your chest every time you move. It would go something like this:

-Look at you - he would say watching you carefully - always so willing, so ready for me - he would praise without taking his eyes off you - I should have done it before - he says referring to putting his tags on you - you like it, right? Carrying my name around your neck like a leash, making it clear who you belong to, isn't that right? - he would ask, slowly getting up to stand in front of you, the change in position made both of you gasp into each other's mouths when he leaned down to kiss you again - answer the question, princess

-Yes, Logan! - you would scream, noticing that the pressure in your lower belly was unbearable - I love it, please! I need…

-I know, darling - he answered, placing his hands on your hips - I have you, let go

And that's what you did. He followed you a few seconds later. His gaze darkened and a half-smile appeared on his lips when he saw you holding his plates between your fingers.

-You can keep them - he said - they look better on you than on me - he whispered - and it's become clear to me how much you like wearing them

You felt yourself blush and covered your face with one of the pillows, before looking at him again

-Sometimes you can be an asshole, you know that?

-Yes, but I'm YOUR asshole - he murmured, trapping you in his big arms-

A few seconds later you both fell asleep, you feeling the comforting and pleasant weight of his dog tags on your chest.

[steddieas-shegoes]

Hi hi hi! This is for the requests ^^

How about some hurt/comfort with Steve getting injured in front of the Party, but they all don't think it's that bad because he's suffered through worse and always managed to bounce back from it. Until Steve collapses right in front of them, he won't open his eyes, and he isn't responding. He's just superrrr still, and it looks like he's not breathing. And if it's not too much to ask, could you add Steddie into it (whether it's pre-relationship or they're already dating) with Dustin, Max, and El having a strong sibling relationship with Steve?

Thank you!!

Okay so obviously I love making Steve suffer. It's like borderline problematic at this point. But with this kind of prompt, everyone suffers because they love Steve sooooo much, and that was really difficult. I kept it short-ish because it was hard to keep hurting everyone and I have to learn to shut up sometimes because karma may get me. -Mickala ❤️

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Jesus, the kids were so loud today.

He woke up with a migraine and he should’ve canceled, but El and Max were so excited about coming over to swim.

The first swim of the summer was always a special event, and Steve couldn’t cancel so last minute. So he didn’t.

He took some meds, snuck in a 30 minute nap before everyone got here, and tried his best to focus on how Dustin actually was brave enough to jump in this year.

That alone was worth the way his head pounded and his vision kept going blurry around the edges.

But the way El kept hanging on his arm, Max wrapping herself around his back, it was a little too much today.

They poked and prodded him, same as usual, but he was hurting too much today for it.

Eddie was running late so he couldn’t distract them yet.

Robin was stuck with her parents so she couldn’t watch them while he found some peace in his dark bedroom.

Lucas kept splashing the girls, and Steve, and normally, he’d be pretty happy about the water cooling him off.

Normally, he’d be in the pool with them by now.

But he was pretty much stuck on this lounge chair, no idea if he would even be able to get up.

He heard Eddie’s van pull into the driveway and he let out a sigh of relief. Eddie would help.

Hopefully.

Luckily, he distracted the kids as soon as he walked through the back door, smile on his face, pizza boxes in hand.

“Everyone come get your pizza! Seriously, come get it before I drop it.”

The kids who weren’t in the pool rushed to him, leaving Steve to take a moment to appreciate his little bubble of temporary solitude.

But it couldn’t last.

Eddie was standing over him, he could tell it was Eddie even with his eyes closed because of the way he wasn’t immediately poking him.

“Migraine?”

Eddie somehow always knew.

“Yeah.”

“Wanna go inside? I can take the kids home.”

“No. No, I want them to have fun.”

“Sweetheart, you could’ve rescheduled. They would’ve understood.”

“Didn’t want to.”

He didn’t need to open his eyes to know Eddie wasn’t happy with his choices.

Oh well.

Eddie finally walked away, back to the kids who were finally quiet, chewing their pizza like they hadn’t eaten in days (they’d eaten snacks all afternoon at Steve’s house).

Less than a minute went by before he heard a shout, a splash, and footsteps.

Steve panicked, his instincts kicking in to immediately stand up and find out who just fell in the pool.

He didn’t even think, just ran.

Not good when you have a migraine and get dizzy when you stand up.

He immediately lost his balance, and because it happened so quickly, wasn’t able to break his fall, landing on his back and hitting his head against the pavement.

El was standing over him as soon as he opened his eyes.

“Steve, are you okay?”

The short answer was no; He could feel his head throbbing more than before, his back already aching from catching his fall. He didn’t want her to worry though.

“I’m okay, El. Who fell in?”

“Dustin slipped when he was climbing up the ladder. He’s okay.”

Steve nodded, then flinched when he realized how badly it hurt.

Well, guess that was gonna do it for him for the day.

Eddie was next to him, hand on his head, checking for blood.

“I’m okay. Just think I need to get some water and lay down.”

“Let me help, love.”

It’s not that Steve and Eddie were a secret, the kids knew they were together. They just were cautious about what they showed. Not because the kids were ever rude about it, just because it was still new enough for them to be hesitant around anyone, even those they loved.

Eddie’s term of endearment and touch was more than they usually did.

Steve knew he was worried.

But before Steve could really do or say anything, his vision went fuzzy, and his whole body went limp.

He heard Eddie saying his name, and El calling for someone else, and then it went black.

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“Eddie! Wake him up!”

Dustin’s voice was shrill, panicked. Not much different from everyone else’s, but definitely the loudest.

Eddie was trying.

Steve was passed out, eyes closed and completely still. His chest wasn’t even moving.

Eddie set him down flat on the ground, every bit of first aid Nancy and Steve taught him coming to the forefront of his mind.

He felt for a pulse on his neck. Faint, but there.

He tuned the panic of the kids out, needed to focus on Steve, and hoped that the kids would be smart enough to call 911.

He leaned down to check if he was breathing, listening for breaths and then holding his finger up to his nose.

A small puff of air hit his finger and he relaxed slightly.

He was breathing.

He continued to check for blood, but he knew it would have been noticeable by now.

“Ambulance is on the way!” Lucas yelled, always the one stepping up when they needed him most.

Max was holding onto Eddie’s shoulder, squeezing hard like he was the only thing keeping her upright.

“Anyone know how long he’s been out?” Will asked, clearly trying to be helpful for when the EMTs arrived.

“We’re at just over two minutes.”

That was it? To Eddie, every second felt like hours.

Eddie started trying to wake Steve, gently patting at his face, squeezing his hands, putting pressure on his chest.

Nothing.

Will was keeping time, announcing every 30 second mark so Eddie knew how long it’d been.

Steve still wasn’t even flinching.

When the EMTs arrived, they asked a lot of questions, taking Steve’s vitals and talking to each other quickly.

“Did he fall directly on his head? Is there a possibility he broke his neck? Has he ever had head trauma before?”

Eddie wanted to laugh.

Of course he’s had head trauma. He’s lucky he can remember his own name with how much head trauma he’s had.

Between himself and Dustin, they broke down quick recaps of his head trauma history, getting wide-eyed looks from the two young EMTs who hadn’t expected half of what they were saying.

“He’s been unconscious for how long?”

“Going on eight minutes,” Will said, his voice shaking with the realization.

“Let’s get him loaded. His heart rate is surprisingly good, oxygen decent, reflex okay. No clear reason he isn’t awake other than the head trauma. We need to get him to the hospital so they can do an MRI.”

Eddie stood up and nodded.

“Alright, I’m going with him, the rest of you are staying here. Clean up, stay by the phone. I’ll call with news.”

Luckily, only Max started to protest, but El glared at her to get her to stop.

Eddie trusted the kids to handle themselves, knew they would call Robin and their parents to let them know what was going on.

He followed the EMTs out as they pushed the stretcher back through the house, careful over the bumps along the back door and front door.

He felt like he was zoned out, unaware of any of his surroundings, only able to focus on anything except the way Steve was almost lifeless on the stretcher.

Once they had Steve in the back, one of the EMTs hopped up front to drive. The other one stayed in the back, hooking him up to an oxygen mask and IV. Eddie sat on the bench by the back door, doing his best to stay out of the way, not taking his eyes off of Steve.

“Has this ever happened before?” The EMT asked.

“No, not that I know of,” Eddie replied.

“Does he have anyone we should call? Parents, grandparents, anything like that?”

“Uh. No. I guess I can call Hopper when we get there.”

“Jim Hopper?” The EMT asked in disbelief.

“Yeah.”

“We can radio him. He’s on shift right now.”

The EMT banged on the glass separating them from the front and told him to radio Hopper.

“Listen, man, my name’s David. I can tell you’re worried. They’re gonna figure out what’s going on.”

Eddie was grateful for his kindness, but it didn’t ease the worry much.

“Chief’s gonna meet us there!” The driver yelled back only a moment later.

Steve was still not awake.

Not the entire ride, not when they took him out of the ambulance and brought him into the ER, not when a nurse on staff started asking Eddie questions.

Not when they rushed him to get an MRI.

Not when Hopper showed up demanding to see him or speak to a doctor.

Not when they explained the doctor was viewing the MRI results and would be with him soon.

Not when Hopper caught sight of Eddie sitting in a chair in the corner, biting his nails until his fingers bled.

Not when Hopper gave him a hug and told him everything would be fine.

But finally, a doctor came out, followed by two nurses.

“Jim, didn’t know you were so close to the kid,” he held his hand out for a shake, but Hopper didn’t bother acknowledging it.

“What’s going on? Is he awake?”

“He’s not awake, but did start to show signs he will be soon. Fingers started moving, toes curled a bit when we transferred him to a bed. MRI shows quite a lot of head trauma, but luckily no fluid build up or internal bleeding. No reason to believe he won’t wake up soon, but I do want you to be prepared for his memory to be a bit iffy. Being out for this long after a hit to the head like he had is enough to cause temporary or even permanent amnesia.”

Hopper put his hand on Eddie’s arm in comfort.

“But the important thing here is to act like everything is normal. I know that’s hard so if you don’t think you can do that, I suggest waiting a bit to see him.”

“No, no, we can handle that. Handled much worse,” Hopper said.

“Can we see him now?” Eddie asked, quieter than he’d ever been.

“Yes, the nurses will bring you to him. I’ll be requesting a second MRI for the morning just to be sure nothing’s changed, but as long as he wakes up and has no lasting effects, he should be able to go home tomorrow.”

“Thanks,” Hopper responded.

The nurses smiled at them, nodding their head toward the double doors they just came from to get them to follow them.

Eddie knew he needed to call the kids, but he needed to see Steve with his own eyes first. He needed proof that he was alive.

When they arrived at the room, the younger nurse said goodbye, leaving the older nurse to talk to them.

“It may seem like a good idea to wake him, but this is his body’s response to the trauma, and rest is really the best for him right now. I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you both when he does wake up. If you need anything, nurse’s station is just down the hall,” she said with a smile.

Hopper thanked her and opened the door to Steve’s room, holding it open for Eddie to walk in first.

Hopper had been the first to find out about them, and unfortunately, the memory would probably stick forever.

He caught them making out in Steve’s car at the quarry, sending them on their way without making eye contact. The next day he called and said he was happy for them, but they needed to make sure they were careful. Any other cop on duty may not be kind to them.

Eddie almost cried when he saw Steve in the bed, IV hooked up, cannula in his nose, blanket pulled over him to keep him as warm as possible in the arctic temperatures of the hospital.

He sat down in the chair that was close to his bed, reaching his hand out to cover Steve’s.

He was always so strong, always made sure everyone was taken care of, having fun, experiencing life. He looked weak and small here, nothing like the giant presence he was for everyone.

Hopper stood next to him, hand on his shoulder.

“He fell by the pool?”

Eddie nodded.

“Did he stop breathing at any point?”

Eddie shook his head.

“Munson, look at me,” Eddie looked up and over at Hopper. “He’s gonna be okay. He always is. Just wanted a nap and had to be dramatic about it.”

Eddie gave a small chuckle, but sobered quickly at the thought that Steve probably��did need a nap. He’d been working nearly 70 hours a week, taking some of Robin’s shifts as she got ready to go to college. Plus bringing Max to all her PT appointments, Dustin to his day camp, playing basketball with Lucas so he had a shot at being more than a benchwarmer next year, and taking Eddie on whatever dates they could, all while still dealing with whatever else the kids wanted to do.

Like this pool party.

It was one of the reasons Eddie loved him so much, but it was also his biggest worry about Steve’s health.

He rode himself into the ground until he couldn’t possibly take any more.

This time was just the worst so far.

“I have to head back, but I’ll call the kids. You stay here with him. Need me to call Wayne?”

“Please.”

“You got it, kid.”

Hopper squeezed his shoulder again before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him to give them privacy.

Eddie let out a sob the moment it clicked, biting his own hand to try to contain the noise.

He cried for a while, losing track of time as he let the tears fall.

His own head was starting to hurt from the adrenaline crash and crying.

He finally glanced at the clock. 9:08. Much later than he thought.

A nurse came in around 10 to introduce herself as his night nurse, asked if he needed to call anyone, if he wanted anything from the cafeteria before they closed for the night, then headed back out.

Eddie wasn’t leaving Steve’s side until he was awake.

Around midnight, Steve’s hand moved, followed by his head, then he let out a groan.

Eddie sat up straight, squeezing Steve’s hand gently to let him know he was here.

“Hurts,” Steve managed to say.

“I know, sweetheart. Is it just your head?”

“Mhm.”

“Just relax. You’re gonna be in pain for a bit, probably.”

“Great.”

Eddie smirked. Steve was bitchy even when he was barely awake. He loved it.

“Kids?”

“All taken care of. Hopper called them, probably brought them home by now.”

“Hop?”

Steve’s eyes were open, but the dim light was apparently too much, leaving him squinting so hard they were almost closed.

“Yeah, EMTs called him on the way and he was here.”

“EMTs?”

“Sweetheart, you’re in the hospital. You wouldn’t wake up after you passed out.”

“I’m fine.”

“Jesus Christ, Steve. You’re not fine. You wouldn’t wake up. Do you know how terrifying that was? The kids were freaking out, probably still are. No one knew what to do. You didn’t even look like you were breathing at first.”

Eddie had promised himself he wouldn’t freak out, not until Steve was back home, at least. That went out the window.

“Eds-”

“No. I’m doing this now because you’re actually going to kill yourself at the rate you’re going. I didn’t go through the shit I went through just to watch you die. These kids need you, I need you. Pushing yourself to the brink, especially with your history of head trauma, is why you’re here right now. What was I supposed to do if you ended up worse off? How would I tell Max and El? Dustin? Any of them? They’ve watched you go to hell and back for them, over and over, and now we can finally just exist and you’re still trying to do more. It’s not happening anymore. You’re done.”

Steve’s eyes were open, but he looked pained.

Eddie sighed.

“I love you, you absolute fuckin’ idiot. And so do the kids and Hopper and everyone else you put your life at risk for. But we’ll still love you even when you don’t. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Steve closed his eyes, but a small smile crept across his face.

“You love me?”

“Against my better judgment, yeah.”

“Love you too.”

“Really?”

“Against my better judgment.”

Eddie let out a laugh, that turned into more of a sob.

“Go back to sleep, dumbass.”

“Your dumbass.”

“Yeah, yeah. Get your rest now. The kids are gonna be annoying as shit tomorrow.”

“Love them for it.”

“I know. Me too.”

As Steve drifted off to sleep, Eddie sunk back into his chair.

He couldn’t believe of all the idiots he had to fall in love with, he picked the most self-sacrificing adopted father to six children.

[fourlittleocto]

i'm really bad at headcanons in general so i'm sorry if these are not good, but thank you for the ask! also with midterms i've been super busy so i hope everyone can keep being patient with me, i promise i am working on asks it just might be another week <3

starting with some cute ones (thank you @pyrefection)

dew loves to rub soft stuff on his face. if the closest soft thing happens to be a person, so be it. he doesn't want them to touch him, just let him hold their hand and rub it over his face. this always somehow turns into their fingers in his mouth, since they're softer and nicer than his

with that thought, even though he doesn't need to teethe he still wants to stick everything in his mouth, just to see what it's like. some sort of instinct. however his fear of getting in trouble trumps this need, which means he'll spend way longer than most cgs have patience for crawling over to objects that look good, holding them up, and then pouting when he's told no, he can't put that in his mouth until it either has to be pried out of his weirdly strong grip or mountain (because let's be honest he thinks this is adorable and is the only one who actually tolerates it) gives in and let's him put it in his mouth "but just once dewbug!" it's better that he's doing this when someone's watching anyway, and then he'll never need to try again

dew loves to draw and hates coloring. he doesn't like that he can't control his hands enough to keep it in the lines, especially since little rain is a little ocd and always gives him judgemental stares when they color together. he loves to draw though, and even though they're usually just colorful squiggles aurora (his new favorite caregiver) has taught him how to draw some shapes and to associate certain colors with certain emotions, so he feels like he can communicate when he's drawing and it's really relaxing to his troubled brain

i also love moonbeam's hc that tiny dew loves to clap. it's a movement that's easy, and it's small and loud just like he is, and he knows how to clap sarcastically to get a laugh. whenever anyone in the pack does something stupid he claps and giggles, and it sends aurora into a laughing fit every time.

i put some stuff about dew's childhood/regression under the cut cause it's a little heavy/sad so feel free to skip it

just as background, i think dew goes really small, like usually he can't walk or talk but sometimes he can get as big as 3, where he's toddling, but even then he can't talk cause as a child his parents refused to talk to him so he didn't learn to until he was interacting with other kits. It's part of why now he's really slow at reading and gets frustrated when he has to describe something cause words just don't come easily to him. it's also the reason that when he's tiny he likes to hide, he doesn't want anyone to see him so vulnerable so they can't use it against him. (however, this has made him incredible at hide and seek. one of the older littles or aurora will hold him and follow where he points and they always win)

he also can't drop on purpose, it's entirely trauma/stimuli-based. i definitely think it's something that started for him after the elemental change, but no one except mountain knew about it until aurora was summoned. She mothered him about his attitude while he was big enough times that one night, while in the middle of a bad flashback, he babbled something just coherent enough for mountain to know he was asking for her, so now they trade off taking care of him and know who he needs based on what happened/what kind of mood he's in (it's always bad, but sometimes it's MUCH WORSE than others, and aurora has to take him when he's specifically having elemental change flashbacks cause mountain still has too much attachment to the events and they trigger flashbacks for him too)

either way, since aurora has joined the pack she's helped dew not feel so scared about being small, to the point where even if he can't be with a group of adults, he's able to sit with her and watch little rain and phantom and cumulus play. she's also slowly teaching him to do things that 1 to 2-year-olds are supposed to be able to do, and it's helped him feel like he has a lot of control over it even if he still can't control the action of his mind dropping.

[blackholesun321]

how many bird like instincts do they have in the wings!au? like was shanks dancing around like a goof when he wanted to impress mihawk early in the courtship? or did he only bring shiny things cuz thats a bird thing and also they are PIRATES like come on bringing shiny things is an overlap in courtships so they gotta do that one

Another ask to add the collection. mmmm yes this shall go into the pile.

I'm all for instincts, maybe even imprinting being more pronounced in this world than ours. Adoptions are not just accepted but expected, and parental and protective instincts are stronger. Perhaps everyone has Talon-like claws for preening and a better grasp. When instincts are high, people may chirp, coo, hiss, or rumble at each other. I'm guessing children are more prone to making noises involuntarily. On more than one occasion, Shanks has been known to call at Mihawk when drunk. It's hilarious how red his face gets, especially if Mihawk calls back.

But yes shiny is a given big shiny little shiny all the shiny! I already have the head canon that Mihawk’s necklace was a gift from Shanks in this au that just means it has a double meaning.

Shanks totally trying to act calm and collected and failing: so I found this cool knife necklace that looks like a cross.. do you want it

Mihawk who is the gaudiest person on the planet and wants the necklace more then god: this is.. acceptable 

Shanks: I mean if you don’t like I can always-

Mihawk: no its mine now I’ll wear it forever

Mihawk has so many rare coins, Shanks found rocks, and jewelry, and soft clothes; he's practically drowning in them. He, of course, is not immune to the pull of giving shiny things to his flock, so he starts giving Shanks weapons taken from his fallen enemies, gems he happened to find, and, Oh, here's a few million Berri silks I bought on a whim. And then it hits him – he's courting Red-Haired Shanks. Shanks, on the other hand, just thinks he's integrating Mihawk into his flock. It's cool; he's done this plenty of times before. But see captain goes and steals an earring worn by a Celestial Dragon because he thinks Mihawk would like it, it isn't just integrating! (Benn is so done; he needs a raise... and more booze, and an even bigger raise – he can't keep dealing with his captain's love life; it's giving him grey hair.)

Maybe less dancing around like an idiot (though that would be funny as hell) and more subtle things, like fluffing up your feathers when someone you like is near or stretching them out doing feather flaps to show off how strong they are. Perhaps dancing is a big part of the culture, but more in a human style, with wing movements worked in. Maybe every culture has their different ideas of dances and what they mean maybe some are more reserved about it maybe some are more open, different cultures, each have a different type of marital dance some involving feathers, some involving beautiful dress, even some involving fire.  sometimes is gendered. Sometimes it isn’t… Oh, flying dancing! Like eagles! Two or more partners fly perfectly in sync and then embrace one another, kiss, and do the dive. A fall locked in an embrace, certain that your partner and you can be so in sync that you can leave the clasp at the exact same time! Its practically means to everyone and sundry that your married if you do it correctly, and don’t like die. Though it has mostly fallen out of fashion with in the blues the only ones who still do it is those individuals who are super traditional and or brave enough or grand-line pirates. Sometimes it can happen on accident though start flying with your partner start mimicking there motions next thing you know instinct takes over and your doing a swan dive off a cliff. Most of time this doesn’t happen but it has and it can.

The dive of Mihawk and Shanks happened at the weirdest, craziest, but very 'them' time. They were both fending off a bunch of marines who'd decided to take them on after one of their many duels, thinking they'd be weaker. They were wrong, very wrong, and now two very pissed-off pirates are slaughtering them. It's not that easy; there's probably a vice admiral or two there, but Mihawk and Shanks are still obviously winning the battle. Eventually, it becomes an aerial brawl, and both of them slowly become more and more  in sync with one another, one heart, one body, four wings, and two swords. Mihawk thrusts, Shanks blocks, Shanks parries, Mihawk ducks. It's a deadly dance, all their own, created in seconds from years of dueling, fighting, and knowing each other backwards and forwards. They fight and they dance, and they win. Then comes the adrenaline high, the after-rush of battle. Covered in blood, sweat, and wounds, practically delirious with blood loss, they embrace, they kiss, and they dive off a fucking cliff. They manage to catch themselves before they hit the ocean, of course, but immediately both of them are torn into by Ben, for getting yourselves almost fucking killed. Gods and devils, congratulations on getting married, but fucking never ever do that shit again.

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Yoo tell more about Nathan, I just rarely see people whose oc is Pearce's child too (yea I have my own lmao)xd

Hello, sorry for the late response. I felt bad. For days, but just when you asked me the question I felt worse and couldn't think clearly, but luckily here I am.

I'll give you a... description? I don't know what the hell this is called, say what you want but my teenage mind doesn't work very well.

Name: Nathan Pearce (formerly Nathan Lille)

Age: 15 years

Nationality: Canadian-American

born: July 11, 2014

born in: canada, ???

residence: Unknown

Nicknames: Natan, outlaw.

Profession: Street fighter, pickpocket, thief.

parents: Clara Lille (mother) Aiden Pearce (father)

status: alive

Appearance

Nathan is a boy with semi-pale skin, green eyes, brown hair, and no facial hair. Measures 1.69cm. Nathan is wearing a green jacket, a gray t-shirt, jeans with blood stains that I can't remove, and at the end a pair of black converse. Nathan wears an optik near his right ear.

Personality

Nathan is someone who tends to get angry easily, is aggressive, intolerant, rude to everyone, even authority, and insults anything. For all this, Nathan had a criminal record, the ones he committed and continues to commit the most are physical violence. Despite being very aggressive and violent, he has a protective instinct like his father's, he overprotects his mother too much, to the point of almost beating a boy to death just because he made an off-color comment to his mother.

Skills

Combat Skills

Nathan has surprising strength and speed when it comes to fighting. His blows are strong and direct, even knocking him out with a single blow.

High Intelligence

When it comes to fighting, Nathan doesn't just fight, in his mind he creates strategies to finish faster. Although he is also intelligent in other things that he normally does not use to his advantage.

Athletic Skills

In addition to street fights, Nathan dedicated himself to stealing in all kinds of situations, so he had to escape in all of them. He is a skilled runner, he can run long distances without getting tired and without interruptions.

Pain resistance

It can withstand all types of blows, burns, shots and cuts. In their fights they usually hit him very hard against a wall or the floor, but despite this he always wins the fights as if it didn't hurt him. He withstood gunshots that managed to hit him while he was escaping after robbing.

Nathan has been through a lot in his life. From physical abuse to the point where he almost died for good. They'll probably say: But we want to know how Aiden and Nathan met.

Well, it is not easy for me (also due to the fact that I have to translate it into English) to do all this but I will try to explain it. As you know, Nathan is a problem. (even with the face of an angel he has) Well, in Canada he got involved with people he shouldn't have, in short with gangs and mafias, that's why they wanted to kill him, so Clara decided that she should look for Aiden. Not only to protect Nathan, Clara thought it was time for them to meet even if she didn't want to. Aiden agreed to protect Nathan on the condition that he could educate him and try to help Nathan improve as a person.

Nathan thought about why he was free of that problem, and yes, for a few months, but despite that he would have to deal with Aiden. And with the gangs and mafias that went after him to try to kill him, although Aiden solved it... well... not completely...

The relationship between Aiden and Nathan was not very pleasant. Nathan used to insult him and Aiden used to scold him and sometimes even slap him. But as they got to know each other, going through tense and even embarrassing moments, they began to get along very well. Nothing was easy, especially due to the fact that Nathan had a history full of crimes so no school wanted him, or at least until he met Aiden and cleared his record, only for Nathan to be expelled from several schools for fighting. .

We had said that Aiden had solved his problem with gangs and mafias, right? well, not entirely. There was only one mafia left that was quite powerful where Nathan previously lived. Which uncovered absolutely EVERYTHING, and sent not only fixers after Nathan, but also more allied mafias to kill him. Then Aiden and Nathan would have to figure out how to end it all once and for all.

Well, I'll leave it here. Look, I know it's not the best but... I honestly can't do better, I'm a useless thirteen-year-old Mexican who barely learns English😭 I hope you liked this and I'm sorry if you didn't understand some things.

[fandomworld9728]

The Life of the Morningstars - Chapter 10:

oh fuck. No. Nononono! If he liked that bastard's scent, then things were about to get very interesting. When was the last time he had been attracted to someone's scent? There was Adam, Lilith, and his human. Yeah, that was about it. So over 200 years and now a fourth scent is added to that list. Though, it didn't seem to have any effect on his body or mental and emotional state so it should be fine. For now, anyways. Now Lucifer had another issue.

He had to get along with Alastor. A confident, powerful alpha. Just the role model Charlie needed. A good role model could also be a good parent- nope! Not going down that road! Maybe his scent was messing with him. Shaking his head, Lucifer gave a nervous laugh and small tug of his collar. "Sorry about that. Sometimes I tend to lash out around alphas. Especially when my pup is present. I-Is it hot in here?"

Giving a small hum at the unexpected apology, Alastor cocked his head to the side to observe the man in front of him. For an absent parent, he seemed rather protective of his daughter. Not to mention how he spoke. Around alphas and not around other alphas. How curious. "Yes. Well, it can't be helped, I'm sure. Not all of us have a tight rein on our instincts."

"Right. It's nice to know that Charlie has an alpha to look up to now. After her mother left that kind of... became difficult to find. Love my two siblings dearly but they are not what I would call the best role models individually. And all the time. Too much of them is not a good thing. And I'm rambling..." He was truly and utterly fucked.

"Isn't it your job to be the role model?"

What? "What? I did raise her, but I don't think I'm the best example of a strong and confident alpha."

Strong? Naturally thanks to his powers. Confident? When he needed to be. Come on, he was an awkward and depressed mess most of the time. Lucifer made sure to teach his daughter not to take shit from other demons (or anyone for that matter) and how to be a loving and caring person. Though, she came by that naturally so there wasn't much to teach there. 

"Anyways! Before you two start to bicker again... Dad. Look at this lovely parlor where people can get to know each other and share secrets, and stories, and intimate feelings!" 

Lucifer loved seeing how happy and excited Charlie was about her dream. He was already starting to feel better. Just look at that smile, listen to the joy in her voice.

"Without Alastor, we wouldn't have been able to pretty it up this much."

"Charlie has a very unique vision. I am happy to fulfill her bizarre requests." 

"Oh. Thank you, Alastor."

Lucifer didn't know what this guy was trying to pull. Nothing. He's just being there for Charlie. But seeing his hand on his pup's shoulder was making his blood boil. She wasn't his daughter. He shouldn't be touching her. The omega knew that Charlie trusted this man and there wasn't any intent to harm in his scent, eyes, or body language. But Lucifer couldn't shake that ever present voice shouting at him to make the other stop touching her. Stoptouchinghisdaughterlikeshe'syours-

Clearing his throat to try and hide the growl that tried to escape, Lucifer moved past the two so they could continue the tour and introductions. Holding himself back from acting on all the alarm bells ringing in his head (he knew he could be an overprotective mother hen at the best of times) was draining him. He was gonna need a nap soon. "That's good to know. I'm glad she has a good support system here. Charlie, could you introduce me to your other friends?"

"Oh! Yes, of course." Quickly grabbing her partner, Charlie was excited to finally introduce her to her dad. "This is Vaggie. She's my girlfriend."

Girlfriend. Lucifer knew this day might come after the talk they had after the disaster of a breakup her and Seviathan had. Good for her! Getting herself back out there and finding someone she absolutely adored. He could see it when she looked at the shorter girl and the warmth in her voice when spoke about her. Smiling, Lucifer shook her hand before hugging her a bit too excitedly. 

"It's nice to meet you Mag- uh Vaggie! Sorry I'm terrible with names. She's so pretty." 

"Lovely to meet you, uh, sir..."

Poor thing seemed just as nervous and awkward as himself. Maybe that's something they could bond over? He'll worry about that later. One of the main things on his mind right now though was the fact that this angel was missing her halo. What happened? Did Charlie know? Did any of them know? If not, Lucifer could understand, being a fallen angel himself. He'd have to talk with her about in private.

"And this is Sir Pentious and Angel Dust, our guests."

"Your majesty!"

"Hey there short king~"

A high strung and goof of a snake inventor and a flirty, cookie stealing, porn star spider huh? His daughter's pack sure was going to be an interesting one. At least there's variety and didn't seem like it would get too boring around here anytime soon. He couldn't really judge. His best friend was an imp who assassinates humans for profit. And is sleeping with Stolas. Not a thought he wanted to linger on. 

"Husk is our bartender and Niffty is our housekeeper."

"Nice to meet you."

Before he could greet the four, the one named Niffty (who might become his favorite because now he was no longer the shortest one in the room), had climbed up him. Huh. Her scent was pleasant even with the odd undertone of blood to it. She also seemed to be the only beta here. 

"Hello. I clean." What an odd kind of crazy laugh she had...

Handing the small cyclopes off to Charlie, Lucifer walked around a bit to really take in the place. Or he would have, if not two steps in the chandelier had fallen down on him.

"Oh shit- Dad!" 

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geto headcanon(s) — 'me & my brain'

i've been thinking lots today about suguru's childhood and how it influences the choices he makes as he grows up. in particular, given that he was born into a family of non-sorcerers, i can't even imagine how fuckin Terrified he must have been as a kid with curses not only appearing around him, but turning their attention on him, flocking to him. the only thing worse than a monster is a monster that can see you. that doesn't go away when your parents come in and turn on the lights.

sleep has always been a biiiiig struggle for him. sleep paralysis, constant nightmares (thoughts inspired by this song), never really feeling safe even when his parents tried to comfort him. and lack of sleep only made his anxiety worse. he didn't develop (or at least notice) full-blown depression until after riko's death, but there was always a genetic likelihood of it because i feeeeeeel like one of his parents may have battled it while he was growing up, too.

eventually, he learned that sometimes he could actually fight back against the monsters that plagued him — not only that, but he could eat them. you KNOW he discovered this because of the way kids will try to eat anything that looks like a forbidden snack. one thing led to another. he turned a worm into an orb. he ate the orb. he could summon the worm, he felt the worm's evil presence in his fucked up little brain and didn't know WHAT to do about that.

he probably started meditation, thought exercises etc. once he was scouted by jujutsu tech. learned that the terrible emotions he felt were not his own, and that to separate them he had to center himself and take time to pick apart which feelings were his and which weren't; that the curses were real, but that he wasn't alone in seeing them; that he could take ownership of this terror in his life and come out on top. that he was strong, not weak. (haha unless? i'll get into that shit in another post lmfao)

as for developing his savior complex, that's another thing i feel started early? once he began to learn jujutsu sorcery, he also learned about the extremely formative concept of duty: the effort and drive it takes to do the right thing, even when your thoughts are dark and your instincts fight it. his parents, peers, and neighbors all saw him as a burden/curse/detriment, so learning that he could be a leader/savior/carer/helper was HUGE.

anyways, i dont think suguru hated his parents. but i think he had a really tough childhood, and from that he learned to be overly self-reliant in his teen and adult years. it's probably also why he struggles to communicate his deeper insecurities or be truly vulnerable with satoru — he never learned how.

even though it was an incredibly freeing thing to choose the course of action he chose (ew), the depression never went away. he battles it the best he can, but that shit's gonna be stuck with him for a long time.

[aonungyou-shit]

By Blessings of a Great Mother

DNI/BYF

Tsireya x Fem Lo'ak's twin Reader

I WANNA WRITE ABOUT LESBIANS! BECAUSE I JUST AAAAAA.

You had Rizz.

Often you kinda mocked Lo'ak for still being single at your Grown age.

But nonetheless you were happy with the life he was living. It had been a couple of years after the RDA showered their face around Awa'atlu

Leaving you to deal with the trail of sorrow they often left.

But you thanked your lucky stars that Neteyam had been fine. That he had been sound and well and that you watched him fall in love.

You and Tsireya weren't exactly a couple. But no one could deny that ever growing tension between you two. The loving gazes the touches that often lingered far too long for it to be anything but longing.

You were her opposite and maybe that's what drew you so close to her. Yes Her parents didn't fully agree with her decision at first. Saying that you would not bare children. But eventually seeing just how happy you two were it was enough to allow such a pair.

And it was happy life you were living.

You two were happy.

But you knew that Tsireya had once had a dream of having a child. And you often heard her say that she was fine this way. That she loved you and that, that was all that was needed.

But you did see her eyes often gaze at her nephew and neice. Ao'nung being a doting father to his little girl. How neteyam seemed to be build into being a father to a strong son.

Yes you loved her and yes maybe in some distant past you wanted a kid too. But things change when you're in love. You didn't need a babe to solidify how much you loved her.

But love made you do things for the other. Sure you couldn't have a babe but that didn't stop you from praying and wishing such a thing to Eywa. Often when you weren't busy or when Lo'ak decided to leave you alone, you would leave to go seek guidance from the great mother.

Praying that if she was ever so kind to you as she had been now. To give you a sign as what to do in fulfilling your love's wish.

But that was all you could do.

Realistically there were no options. But it didn't hurt to ask or pray for guidance

You two had decided that tonight would be a good night to head for a little swim. Sometimes date nights like these were rare, or wouldn't be out in the sea where you spend almost all the time now.

It be secluded in your pod. Or maybe deep in the little forest where you would let her do your hair. Or you just enjoyed the view of the sky.

Tonight you two decided to have fun in the water instead of worrying about hunting or teaching the young kids.

"Want to race?" You asked her watching her smile widened, That smug smirk that ran with her brother.

"You're so on!"

You two laughed as your ilus took you far. A small chase ensuing as you continued to swim with your ilus.

Your laughters were all you could hear. Tsireya's laugh was enticing. and it was sweet, what had reeled you in , in the beginning.

Stopping once you two didn't notice how far you two had gone.

"Beat you!" She said now coming close to you.

You laughed. Rinsing off your hair as you looked at her. "that you did Ma 'reya"

you guys closing your jap. Giving her a kiss before looking at the stars.

"tonight's a beautiful night don't you think?" You asked her still holding her hand

"I think every night is beautiful" She said before turning her attention to where you two were. Far, outside the reef. "uh. i dont think we're meant to be this far"

"Ah shit i didnt notice we went this far when i was trying to kick your ass"

"Hah! Don't boast to me my love. I've Been doing this for years"

" i know. Tis why i love you so."

You two decided to go home. But an alkula had sertain other plans.

Your ilus saw it before you. but their cries of fear sure alerted you and this was the moment you knew to get thee fuck out of there.

"run!" You yelled on instinct as you did your best to keep behind Tsireya. If the worst came of it at least it be you to take the blow.

Your heart started pounding and you tries your best to contain your breath. But you felt the pain of your ilu's fun getting chomp. Throwing you off the poor thing as you watched your Ilu Swim away.

You Swamp up. Losing sight of the Alkula as you yelled.

"Ma 'Reya!" You yelled. Finally getting her attention.

Turning Quickly she saw how you had lost your ilu and the Alkula was heading towards you. In a brash move she headed to you.

It felt like time was stopping almost. You felt like you couldn't hear as you begun to sink. You hadn't noticed but in the harsh throw from your ilu you had a massive gash on your thigh. And the Alkula was getting so much closer.

You felt yourself cough and gag The water stinging your open wound. And then you saw Tsireya. Barely avoiding getting hurt herself before she picked you up and you two swam on her ilu.

You were losing consciousness, You didnt notice that your blood and her's were murking the water making it easy to escape.

all you knew is that Tsireya was safe. and really that was all that mattered to you.

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Once Tsireya had Gotten to shore she screamed! She yelled for help as loud as she could while her arm was losing blood. Her eyes on you as she did her best to drag you out of the sea!

Her yells had alerted everyone she was sure. But she couldn't focus.

the ringing in her ears were deafening.

The water was murky with blood. But in the glistening seafoam she saw a small little body.

Had a child been abandoned near shore?

She didn't know. All she knew was to grab on tight as she too began to lose consciousness.

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When you gained consciousness it had been the morning after.

Your sides hurt. Your head hurt but most importantly you were worried about Tsireya. Standing up rapidly you gained the attention of Ronal and her daughter.

"Mawey Y/n! Mawey!"

You opened your eyes and you saw what Tsireya sustained. Her upper left arm was bandaged up too.

A bump on her head. And you swore your heart broke as you looked at her. But in her arms. Tightly wrapped was a babe. Its tail swinging. back and fourth.

"Reya?"

"I dont know" She admitted no doubt about to ask about the strange babe in her arms.

"Seems Eywa has blessed you with this child" Ronal commented.

The little girl was not Metkayina but it was not Omatikaya either. Her skin was darker blue. Darker than your own. With the markings of the sea. A Foamy white hue lingered on the flat of her nose and cheeks.

Her specks glowed in a hue that reminded Ronal of Atokirina's that she would see only as a sign of good fortune. Her hair wasn't that normal Black that all Na'vi's had.

It was mostly a dark hue of brown. One that in the rays of the sun shone a little more lighter.

She was unique. She was a gift for those prayers that you would make.

You looked at her. Her little face looking at you. Large Darker blue eyes staring at you. It reminded you of Tsireya's curious doe eyes.

"what are we to do with it?"

"You prayed for her did you not?" Ronal asked you. Many times has she heard the prayers to Eywa. And as the one who interpreted the will of Eywa, She would hear those answers.

"You did?" Tsireya asked.

You couldn't help but laugh a little avoiding eye contact. "I mean yes. I know you say out love is enough but i think you do crazy things for the people you love"

She smiled. Queezing you tight with her hurt hand before sitting down next to you. Her mother now leaving you two. Going to tell your worried family that everything would be alright.

You two sat there. Staring at this strange babe. Off was she. Beauty was she.

Your prayers had been answers.

And No doubt she would be one of a kind too.

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yeah im kinda spewing baby stuff cause like (baby fever tm be hitting but like yknow)

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[tmwcs]

OMG REI!! CAN YOU DO A SIMILAR PIECE OF YORU LAST POST AND EXPLAIN HOW YOU THINK THE ENHA MEMBERS IDEAL TYPES ARE??? PLLLLLLEEEEEEEAAAASE! I AM DYING TO ASK YOU!

Sure.

Again, i don't know any of the members and this is not by any means factual as I am merely expressing my own thoughts and gut instinct on what my opinion is in regards to the member's personal/ideal type.

Jay:

As I stated in the last post, I think he would be into a very well mannered woman who carries alot of self respect. I don't get the vibe that he would be into looks too much, maybe like 40% appearance and 60% personality. I can see him being into types that are simple, and elegant types that wear little makeup, maybe has some or very little surgical alterations (i dont think he really cares too much about that, but i dont think he'd be into the ones that over do it and do alot to completely change their whole entire look). The people that come close to mind would be like Jisoo, IU, Rose (with natural colored hair) etc. Now, this is my own opinion, but i do see him being the type to more than likely go with a Korean woman, which is why i listed those three above as examples. If he does go with a foreigner, I feel like it would be an American woman but someone he already knew from his childhood or like an Asian American. Idk why, i just get that vibe.

Sunghoon:

Again, as I stated in the last post, Sunghoon would (like Jay) want a very well mannered, proper type of gal. I think he would be 50/50 on looks/personality. I heard he listed Irene as his ideal type, which tells me he likes the type that fits majority, if not all, of the korean beauty standards. IMO, i feel like he'd would only go with a korean woman, and wouldn't be open to date foreigners, merely out of comfort and preference. he comes off as the type that would be very traditional and i just get this feeling he'd be into a an Irene look alike (not to be confused with an ulzzang or 얼짱) like a nice girl that is simplistic and doesn't wear too much makeup, wears nice clothes, and is very easy going. I feel like he cares alot about what his parents think, and that may influence his preference and standards. Considering how immensely supportive they were in his figure skating days, I feel like he has a strong bond with them and like most Asian men, they love their mothers very much and sometimes will tend to go with a woman if she has gained their mother's approval (not saying it's right but it is a thing people...) I can see Sunghoon (not necessarily being the type to rely solely on his parents approval) but i can see him being the type to really be attracted or want someone who is presentable and he feels comfortable to bring to his family. I feel like he comes from a very traditional upbringing and family background.

Heeseung:

So with Heeseung, i can see him being the type to date foreigners, but if it came to settling down in a very serious relationship (like marriage) i get this vibe that he'd most likely marry a korean woman. there is a sliver string of my gut instinct that thinks he'd consider or would marry a foreigner, but he'd be selective on the type of foreigner mainly because of the language barrier. basically, if she speaks english with some korean or is fluent, i think he'd be willing to make that work. Idk why, but again, most asian men love their mothers so much, and i feel like if there was a girl that had some minor attribute that reminded him of his mother (one that makes him nostalgic) like the sound of her voice when she says certain words, or the color of her hair, or the way she smiles, i feel like he really would cherish that since we know how much he loves his mother.

i feel like that heeseung wouldn't really care about looks so much. idk why, i just get this vibe that he might have preferences and some standards but it's pretty flexible. in fact, i actually see him as the type that eludes the 'less is good' aspect. so less makeup, less flashy clothes and jewelry, and i dont think he'd really care about plastic surgery but to be honest, i feel like he'd be the type to really appreciate a woman who is comfortable in her own skin and maybe only had some minor surgeries (like the common ones that they do with their eyes and nose, considering he himself has had some work done. lets be honest now) for some reason, i get this vibe that he'd be into an older girl, likes someone who is mature and carries a sense of classiness and sophistication that only comes with age (IU comes to mind alot whenever i think about this, like her personality).

I also think he'd like pale skin, but also would like a nice olive, tan complexion, and likes a girl with natural hair colors that compliments said complexion. i really do. and if they have a good personality, that pretty much seals the deal for him. someone who maybe looks like IU, Jisoo, Yuna, or even Danielle from new jeans (i know she's a minor, i'm not implicating anything, i'm just using her features as an example) fresh faced, and elegant type of beauty. as for foreigners, I could see him finding someone like Barbara Palvin, Kendall Jenner, Catriona Gray or Kaia Gerber (idk why but i get this vibe that he likes the mature and almost sexy type looks when it comes to foreigners) I feel like (again...imo) i feel like he has a soft spot for Filipina women because...well...Philippines is one of the top three countries that heavily supports kpop, has one of the largest fanbases for kpop, and he has alot of fans from there so i just think..yeah...he has a soft spot for them. if you're Filipina and carry some traits of Catriona Gray (whether its the hair, skin complexion, style, or the bold lips).....yeah...that's a done deal.

Jake:

I feel like Jake and HS are similar in their taste in women. And i also see him preferring korean women out of comfort, but if he met an english speaking woman that carried some or all of the attributes he likes, then he would be down (just like HS). I feel like he and HS are very very similar when it comes to their preferences and ideal types, so it's almost the same, and i also think he might be more attracted to an older girl, but if he met a young girl that carries the personality traits he likes (like that sophisticated and classy attitude) then he would eat that up. Idk why but when it comes to the legal line in enhypen, i see them liking the very mature types. I feel like Rose (looks wise) and Danielle (again, looks wise) are the types he is fond of, but i also think he has a wide variety when it comes to his preferences with foreign women. because so many foreign women are drop dead gorgeous (and i mean like...all over, every country has the most beautiful women i swear) i think the aspect of seeing a woman who is, again, comfortable in her own skin and hasn't had alot of surgiers (no slander against koreans but south korea is the plastic surgery capital of the world and it is very common over there) i feel like the members really find it refreshing when they see a woman who only enhances her looks with some simple makeup (and from what i've seen in all of the fans during these fansigns and fancalls....there are alot of beautiful girls out there, i dont know how these guys keep their cool...no wonder they get so flirtatious).

Like HS, he likes the simplistic types (no heavy makeup, no flashy or costumey looks, etc) as much as people love the ulzzang look, like karina, i really dont think the guys would be into that bc lets face it, those ulzzangs (while beautiful) have lots of makeup, filtering, and surgeries to achieve that look. again, less/simple = good. for the members, i feel like they prefer a simplistic and simple, elegant type of beauty and if you do wear makeup, wear flashy clothes, or get surgery, less is good. (in my opinion that's the vibe i get).

Jungwon:

I feel like Danielle (i know i used her for the third time now) but i feel like her image and features fits JW's type, also IU's visuals. I get this vibe he is more into Korean women, so that's why I feel like he'd be either into a full korean or maybe a half korean like Danielle or Somi before she dyed her hair and adapted the very bold makeup look. I personally think of him being very into the type that are (again) less is good, so simple makeup looks, loose jeans or sweat pants with hoodies and butterfly hair clips that pins your long hair on the back. I kind of get this vibe he's similar to Sunghoon in regards to splitting the personality and visual appearance down the middle, holding them both equal in value.

Sunoo:

So Sunoo is the only one where i don't get any vibes that he really cares too much about looks. If you look presentable, have some sense in fashion and have wide eyes, and an awesome personality, i feel like he'd be into you. if you're smart, know how to take care of yourself and can take care of him, if you're both a giver and taker, and know how to give back and remind him to take, i feel like he'd be really into that. Sunoo gives me humble vibes, i feel like he is a very humble person and would really like someone who is just the same, very humble and kind....super kind.

Niki:

Since this is SFW content, i'm going to include Niki. I get this vibe that Niki can find two appeals attractive. one being the cute appeal, if you have the very youthful and cute, soft look and appeal, he'll like that. but if you also have the very mature, sexy and fierce look, i think he'd like that too. the thing that will seal the deal is the personality, if you're personality is not to his liking, he wouldn't even entertain the idea of bonding. I personally get this feeling he's a little bit (just a tad bit) more into the cutesy appeal. I dont have any examples of real people to use for Niki since i dont really put too much thought into him (for obvious reasons) but i will say that I can see him being heavily reliant on looks because he is at the age where young men are starstruck by visuals, and i do think since he has fame (and ever since i've known about enhypen, he seems to be the most popular of the group...there's something about the youngest in each group that gets people fanatic about them) i think he is cocky (not in a bad way) and is obviously not at all serious about anything other than his career (which is understandable since he is still so young.)