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hugsandchaos · 1 year ago

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Takes place in an AU that now, thanks to the lovely @leefl00f, has a name; Earthbound AU! Credit to @leefl00f for the ideas for both this scenario and the name of the AU!! Thank you so much!!

J picked up another chair and walked over to Tessa’s bed. The chair nearly covered her view, but she was able to see around it thanks to the dim lights of the few night lights decorated around her destination. One of the night lights was a rainbow, that did indeed give off multicolored light, and another was a soft yellow duckling. The third was shaped as a sun and gave off the most light. She stopped in front of the foot of the bed and glanced over at Tessa, who was pulling a folded blanket out from one of her drawers, one that was dark blue with yellow stars. She squinted her eyes slightly and hummed.”A little bit closer, please.” She said. J took a single step closer to the bed. Tessa smiled and nodded.”That’s perfect!” She said.

J smiled and set the chair down just as V came over with a second chair, which she placed to the opposite side of J’s chair while still at the foot of the bed.”Should we use books to hold the blanket down?” V suggested. Tessa finally got the blanket out and began unfolding it, but slowly incase she needed the blanket partly folded for when they use it as a roof for their fort.”That’s a great idea!” Tessa agreed. Once she decided to leave the blanket folded only once, Cyn grabbed one end of the blanket and Tessa moved her hands to hold the other. J and V moved out of the way as they both walked to the bed and chairs, setting one end of the blanket on the bed and the other end on the seat of the chairs. The corners and sides of the blanket slipped and fell off one of the chairs and nearly brought the rest down with it, but Cyn and Tessa still had their grips on it. V began walking towards the door to leave Tessa’s bedroom.”I’ll go to the library and see what I can find.” She said.

Cyn turned her head to V as she moved closer to the door.”Wait, I have an idea.” She said. V stopped and turned around. Knowing that she now had her attention, Cyn voiced her request.“Can you ask N if he wants to join?” She asked. J turned her head to Cyn with a look of slight surprise.

N wasn’t exactly rude or anything, but he was a very odd worker drone. The most obvious examples of this were his height, tail, and how his legs and arms were built compared to literally everyone else. Ever since his arrival, when James brought him into the manor after going out for a walk, N has also acted strangely, with an aura that seemed to follow him everywhere he went that said “Don’t get too close”. Cyn noticed J’s expression and immediately continued speaking to defend him.”He’s not so bad. He’s actually really nice!” She said. She looked back at V. Some who don’t know Cyn might not understand it since her expressions often look the same to newcomers, but V could tell it was a hopeful one.

Truth be told, they were all trying to get along with N, and Cyn had been spending a lot of her free time trying to bond with him. Even though it was a bit difficult since he was mainly nocturnal. Anyways, now that she thought about it, V agreed that this could be an opportunity for everyone to get to know him.“Sure, I’ll ask him.” She said. Cyn’s smile grew wider and her fangs were now visible.”Thank you.” She said. V smiled back and waved them bye as she left the room.

V walked down the dimly lit hallways and was fairly surprised, but also not surprised at the severe lack of other drones that would usually be moving through nearly every hall. It was rare for the manor to be so quiet and empty feeling, but that wasn’t saying it was terrible. Louisa and James had gone out to catch their flight for a business meeting that would last about a week, so many of the worker drones were taking the time off and were probably in bed by now. Of course, some of them still made sure to keep the place clean and tidy. After all, who likes a dirty space?

As she passed a window, she paused and took a moment to appreciate the last bit of light from the sun before it vanished from beneath the horizon. After that, V continued down the hall and took a left to enter the library. She turned on the light switch and the entire library immediately lit up. The red carpet split into three different directions — forward, left, and right. V knew where to find the bigger books and continued straight, passing under signs such as “ACTION”, “MYSTERY”, “THRILLER”, “HORROR”, and more. Once she reached the “HISTORY” sign, she took a right towards the many shelves. It was usually the history and literary books that were the biggest, so she’d definitely find some books heavy enough to hold the blanket in place nearby. If those two didn’t work, she’d move onto the biology section since she’s spotted a few very big books containing tons of information about prehistoric life there. Very quickly, however, V found the first of the four heavy books she’d need. The only problem was it might be a bit too high for her to reach and she didn’t see the ladder anywhere.

V reached her arms up, but it didn’t work. She stretched even higher and used one arm to grab the shelf the book was on, but the other could barely touch the book. Even when she stood onto her “toes” and slightly groaned from how much she was trying, she still couldn’t do anything more than grace her fingers across it in poor attempts to get a grip and pull it closer. Finally, she let herself stand normally again and let out a frustrated sigh as she began to turn around.”Where is the ladd—!!” V cut herself off with a startled yelp when she saw N standing next to her. N took a short step back away from her and looked surprised himself before quickly calming back down. V also calmed down and smiled, relieved that it was only him and not some intruder.”It’s just you, N. You came out of nowhere!” She said. N didn’t give her a verbal response and his expression didn’t really change. Instead, he simply took a step closer and reached up to the book she had been trying to grab. He didn’t have too much trouble as he pulled it off the shelf with one hand and offered it to her. She had to hold it with two hands since it was a little heavy.”Oh, thank you!” V said. N simply nodded and turned around to begin walking away.

V instantly remembered Cyn’s request and continued talking to stop him.”Oh, since you’re here, I have a question.” She said. N stopped and turned around.”We’re building a pillow fort and wanted to know if you wanted to join. I’m sure it’ll be fun!” She said. The odd drone looked at her confused, as if he didn’t understand what she just said. After a few seconds, she elaborated.“A pillow fort. You know, when you build something out of pillows and sometimes blankets?” She said.

N still looked confused, but nodded in agreement.”Great! We need three more books to hold the blankets down, so let’s go find some.” V said. As she started walking down the aisle to find three more, N turned back around and sprinted off. V was confused for a second, but assumed that he was just doing what she requested and was going to get another book. She smiled to herself as she continued slowly walking down the aisle of shelves, scanning them carefully for a book about as big as the one she held. She was happy to soon find another one at a shelf she could reach and picked it up, placing it on top of the one already in her arms. When she turned back, N was there again and holding two books that looked around the same size.”That was fast.” V commented. She walked past him and smiled.”Come on, let’s head to Tessa’s room.” She said.

N followed her out of the library and into the hallway. As they walked hall, V noticed how uneasy he appeared. His digital yellow eyes were slightly wide and remained fixated on what was ahead, as if he was expecting something to jump out. This was a small issue with many new drones who come into the manor; they’re sometimes scared and anxious. V certainly was. She remembered what it was like for her, and that made her determined to help N feel comfortable as well. She didn’t like the way he backed away and glared at her when they first met.

“Read any good books recently?” She asked to try to ease the tension. N briefly glanced at her, then at the floor, and then shook his head and looked forward. They took a turn towards Tessa’s bedroom.”Maybe I could recommend one for you if you want.” She offered. N waited a bit before nodding again.”Alright. After this, how about we go back to the library and see what you might like?” V asked. N once again nodded. For a split second, V thought she saw a small smile begin to creep its way onto his face, but it vanished before it had fully formed. Knowing this was a small step in a good direction, she smiled at him.”It’s a plan then.” She said.

V entered the room first and immediately noticed the change that had occurred while she was gone. There were two more chairs, the seats facing the opposite of the first two chairs and placed paralleled with the first ones. A second large blanket was draped over the backs of the chairs and remained in place, and was big enough to hang a few inches next to the seats of the second pair of chairs, and probably the first chairs as well. The height of the new addition looked twice of that of what V had seen before leaving. Before N entered the room, he paused just before the doorway, glancing between all four of them. V stopped walking when she noticed him freeze and turned to him.”What’s wrong?” She asked. N was silent for a bit before shaking his head and walking into the room with her, which was even more confusing. Still, V walked in and smiled as J, Cyn, and Tessa finally noticed them. Cyn’s smile seemed to grow bigger when she saw them come into the room.”How nice of you to join us, N!” Tessa said. N gave them a small wave in return. He glanced at the fort and his expression shifted to one of confusion. V walked over to the bed on the left side and placed one of the books on something.”You three added more to the fort while I was gone?” She asked.

“Yeah! That way, we have a bigger section for games and the smaller one can be for anyone who wants to just relax and enjoy a bit of quiet time!” Tessa explained, pointing at the different sections as she spoke. J picked up a pillow from Tessa’s bed and walked over to the entrance, where Cyn was sitting down.”As quiet as they can get, at least.” She bent down and handed it to Cyn, who turned around and crawled into the blanket fort with it. N walked silently past J and moved to the other side of the bed, watching and copying V’s actions with the books he had been carrying. Now the books held all four corners of the blanket on the bed and the seat of the first two chairs.”Thank you.” V said. N nodded and moved out of the way as J grabbed the last remaining pillow from the bed and handed it to Tessa, who took it and crawled inside as Cyn came out.”We’re almost done!” She cheered.”We just need a few more pillows.” She said.

“J and I will take care of that.” Cyn said. J nodded in agreement and they both left the room to go to one of the closest holding spare pillows and blankets down the hall. N looked at the fort again and glanced back at V.”Come on, let’s go see the inside!” She said before moving to the front of the fort and lifting the blanket slightly to get inside. N slowly walked to the front and looked down hesitantly. After a few seconds of inner debating, he crawled inside.

He sat next to the chair to his left, out of the way of the others and the entrance. The inside of the fort was... new to him. Inside, there was an odd glowing thing he believed was a “duck night light” illuminating the space and multiple pillows lining the edges of the walls, all similar, but still slightly different colors and patterns. The blanket hanging from that chair to the other to make a wall barely touched his back, so no one freaked out and thought he would accidentally cause it to fall down. Everything looked so... comfy? It felt almost unreal to him. Tessa clapped her hands and slightly startled N from his thoughts.”Once J and Cyn get back, we’re all going to play a game!” She said. V scooted next to N as Tessa crawled to the other section of the fort, which was surprisingly split into two by a third blanket, folded and hooked around the spaces between the chairs’ backs.”Have you really never seen a pillow fort?” V asked, trying to keep the worry from her tone. N shook his head and glanced at the plushies on the floor.”We never even had pillows. Or blankets.” He whispered. That wasn’t what V was expecting. Sure, some humans were bad enough to not allow their workers to have proper living space sometimes, but to go their whole life not having one or the other? N pointed at a nearby golden retriever plushie.”Or whatever those things are.” He added in a hushed tone.

“Those are plushies. They’re originally made for kids, but it’s not unheard of for adults to have them.” V explained. She picked it up and held it as if showing it to him, even though he’s already seen it.”They’re very soft.” She said. N slowly lifted his hand and touched it on the head, and once he did, he seemed to calm down a little and nodded in agreement. Before V could say anything else, Tessa came back with a cardboard box. She placed it in the middle of the fort.“This is an old board game called The Game Of Life, from the early 2000’s! Would you like to play?” Tessa asked. N shook his head. V was a little saddened that she had only gotten him to talk for a short bit, but at least she had finally heard his voice. She was happy about that. She smiled and set the plushie down.”I’ll play.” She said.

N turned his head to outside the fort just before the three of them heard the door open and close. He slowly lifted the blanket and saw J and Cyn returning with the last pillows needed for the fort.”Did we miss anything?” Cyn asked as she climbed inside, mumbling the word “crawl” to herself. V shook her head as J soon followed Cyn into the second section.”No, we were going to wait for you two.” She said.

“Do you two want to play The Game Of Life?” Tessa asked. Pretty soon, the two came back and took their seats; N and V on the left side of the fort, Tessa and Cyn on the right side, and J sitting in front of the entrance to the other section. Now that everyone was there, N would be lying if he said he wasn’t starting to feel a little claustrophobic since he still wasn’t entirely comfortable around them, but he still wanted to see what was so fun about it.”Yes!” Cyn replied. She already knew which character she’d pick.”Yeah, I’ll play.” J agreed. Tessa opened the box, and after setting the board out on the floor and everyone got their characters, the game started.

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“Again?!” J asked angrily. Cyn and Tessa both had their mouths covered and fought to surprise the urge to laugh at their friend’s dramatic reaction at landing on yet another tax space.”Why me?!” She asked. N looked slightly uncomfortable with her outbursts, but still stayed and said nothing. He could understand why she was upset, anyways. V, however, accidentally let a few giggles slip out. J glared at her.“Are you laughing at me?!” She asked.

“Snrk — No! No, I wasn’t laughing!” V said, smiling almost uncontrollably. J grabbed a pillow from right next to her and crawled outside of the fort, careful not to mess up the board.”Grab a pillow, V!” She said as she left. Tessa and Cyn looked at V.”Oh, you’re dead.” Tessa said. N’s eyes widened and he turned to V as she grabbed a nearby pillow.”Yeah, I know.” She said. Before she could leave, N reached an arm up in front of her and urged her to sit back down. V raised an eyebrow in confusion.”What are you doing?” She asked, but N didn’t move his arm or respond.”Can you please put your arm down so J and I can have our pillow fight?” She asked. N looked at her confused.

“Pillow fight. You know, you just hit each other with pillows, but not hard enough to do actual damage, just irritation.” V said. N stared at her for a few seconds before putting his arm down to let her go outside. V took the pillow and crawled outside, and N glanced over at Cyn and Tessa.”This happens sometimes, it’s harmless.” Cyn said, sensing N’s slight discomfort at the idea of an actual fight. Tessa, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to this as she grabbed a nearby pillow with a big smile of her face.”Have at thee!” She cried as she rushed out of the fort. Cyn looked at her slightly disappointed.”Some people are just a little competitive.” She said. They both soon heard grunting and the sound of pillows striking each other from outside the fort.

“Apologize!” J demanded. The following soft thud gave the impression that she just hit V with her pillow.

“I did!” V said.

“Apologize again!” J said.

“Surrender, villain!” Tessa chimed in, presumably going for J judging by the repetitive pillow strikes and J telling her to stop.

“Yeah, get her, Tessa! Ow! Wait, you’re supposed to be on my side!” V said.

“I’m on my own side, V!”

After a moment or two of pillow fighting, Cyn sighed and used her solver to pick up a pillow.”If you can’t beat them, join them.” She said. With that, she left the fort to also join the fight, leaving N to think.

He thought about what he’s done leading up to this point and what he should do next. These people have been surprisingly nice and understanding of something they didn’t even understand, even when he was very rude and lashed out at them for getting too close. He hadn’t been forced into any terrible training or sparring matches, but was instead often asked to do favors when he was awake, such as helping to put tables away for example. N wasn’t sure what exactly to think of everything happening, but it seemed to be safe. At least, compared to back at the facility. The only real threats seemed to be Louisa and the heat of this planet, and he could handle both of those problems. Listening to the others fight outside — the mixture of light thumps, giggles, and half hearted threats — N started to want to join them. It sounded a lot like wrestling or play fights, but on a softer level than even them. Slowly, he lifted the blanket to peek outside the fort.

J was using herself to shield Tessa from Cyn, who used the solver to pick up two pillows and throw them at the two. V was hiding under a desk and using her own pillow as a barrier, peeking out with a nervous, but also happy look. N let the blanket fall back down and looked at the pillows inside the fort. Should he join? How would he ask? And most importantly; how much strength should he use? The last thing he wanted was to accidentally ruin the fun by causing serious harm. N grabbed the pillow and peeked out again. J had grabbed one of the pulled Cyn threw and lightly smacked her with it.

Just enough to cause irritation.

N had made his decision, but he wasn’t going to strike just yet. He was going to do the same thing he’s been doing all along; watch and wait.

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J stood in front of the other three proudly, holding her pillow at the fallen drones and human like a sword.”Anyone want to try facing me again?” She asked smugly. Cyn opened her mouth to say something, but then stopped when she noticed something. Behind J, N slowly crawled out of the pillow fort with a pillow in his hand. He noticed Cyn looking at him and put a finger up to his mouth with a small smile. Cyn nodded and looked back up at J.”I won’t.” She said, admitting defeat. Tessa shook her head and also noticed N creeping up behind the supposed winner, not making a single sound as he walked. She knew immediately what she had to do and played along.”No, I think you’ve beaten me this time.” She said. J glanced at V, who also caught on to what was happening. By now, N was almost right behind her.”You’ve beaten me, too.” She said, holding her hands up in surrender.

J let out a small laugh.”Looks like I win.” She said. N raised the pillow with one hand and tapped J on the shoulder. J hummed in confusion and calmly turned around, thinking someone had come in without her noticing. Instead, she saw N standing very close with a pillow in his other hand. Before she could lift her pillow up in defense, N had already hit her on the head with it. The whole thing caught her off guard and made her stumble a bit, but before she could recover, she tripped over Tessa’s foot and fell down on top of her. N’s face changed from slight mischief to surprise and leaned closer, looking pretty worried. Tessa soon started laughing and hugged J before she could get up, but that didn’t stop J from looking at him pretty surprised.”Where did you come from?!” She asked. N blinked and his shoulders shook a bit as he closed his eyes, like he was trying not to laugh. J fought in Tessa’s hold.”You dare laugh at me?! Tessa, let me go! This is war!” She said. Tessa couldn’t hold her for long, especially while laughing with V and Cyn, so J soon got out and picked up the pillow she had dropped during her fall.

She quickly started hitting N with the pillow repeatedly, but N appeared almost unbothered by it, simply trying to swat at her pillow and protect himself. He had stopped laughing, but still held back a smile the best he could. Despite it, though, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards multiple times. The entire time, the stinger on his tail would occasionally flick rapidly from side to side, almost like a dog wagging its tail. Soon enough, he dropped his pillow.”Ha! You’ve dropped your weapon! Admit defeat!” J shouted, holding her pillow up near his neck with both arms as if it was an actual weapon. N covered his mouth with one hand, definitely smiling now, and nodded. J gave him one last smack to the arm for good measure.”Good. Remember, I’m the pillow fight champion!” She declared. N nodded again and J set the pillow down.

V stood up and helped Cyn up.”Now that we’re done, how about we watch MLP?” She suggested. Tessa gasped and clapped her hands in excitement.”Yes!! I’ll go get it started! V, you go get the batteries!” She said, and before anyone could say more, she had sprinted out of the room to go find her father’s laptop. N raised an eyebrow and glanced between them.”I will explain it.” V said as she began to walk out of the room. N followed her.

As soon as they left, Cyn looked at J with a smile.”See? I told you he’s not that bad.” She said.

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ghost-in-the-hall · 2 years ago

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Band of Sisters, Band of Thieves (Medieval! Powerwolf x Fem! Princess! Reader) - Part V

WARNINGS: Brief mentions of stab wounds, injury, blood, mostly fluff

(A/N: AHHH ALL THE INTRODUCTION CHAPTERS ARE DONE!! Thank you so much for being here and reading my silly little story about my silly little knights, I have a lot of fun things planned for this story, thank you for reading!)

*Eendje - Duckling

Part IV - Part VI

My Masterlist! ~ AO3 Link

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Your sister makes a startled sound when you all but crash into her as you round a corner in the neverending maze of hallways. The front of your skirt balled up in your hands as you continued jogging through the castle. "Ducky, where in God's name are you going in such a rush?"

"Sir Roel is supposed to return this morning!" You call over your shoulder through labored breaths. "He said he would bring me something home!" You continue excitedly before continuing to hurry down to the main gate. You sat on one of the stone benches just inside of the entryway, fanning yourself to try and stay cool in the rapidly increasing morning heat. Before you knew it the sun was high in the sky. "That's odd, Roel always returns before noon." You state out loud to yourself. You stood, smoothing your dress before calmly walking inside. You couldn't lie, the fact he had yet to return to the castle made you a bit anxious. Roel was nothing if not punctual.

"Princess, good afternoon." Matthew greets you with a nod.

"Matthew, was Roel's return delayed?" He pauses, giving you a confused look.

"No, we figured he was with you. Has he not come back yet?" You shook your head. Matthew sighs, pondering over what to do for a moment. He offers you a reassuring smile in an attempt to quell your anxieties. "I'm going to go get Falk and Charles, we'll ride out and look for him. I'm sure he just had to take a small detour." You nod, informing him to let you know immediately once they return. You spent your day wandering aimlessly around the castle, trying to find anything at all to help calm your mind. You found yourself wandering down to the garden, singing a Dutch nursery rhyme Roel had taught you as you carefully braided some flowers together to make a headpiece. You perked up slightly, the sound of armor clanking suddenly became noticeable. Your eyes darted in its direction only to see Roel barely able to stand as he limped his way into the garden.

His eyes landed on you, a weak smile finding its way to his lips. "Princess." His voice came out weak and raspy. He collapsed to his knees, the rest of his body crumpling to the ground immediately after.

"Roel!" You cry out, rushing to his side. You carefully move his head to your lap, his forehead drenched in sweat. You didn't have the faintest idea what to do, your main focus on trying not to panic. You sighed, setting a hand on his chest, your eyes widening slightly at the warm wetness that immediately spread over your palm. You raised your hand, deep crimson blood now coating your skin. He had been stabbed in the chest.

"Ducky!" Your eyes flash back to see your sisters rushing to your side.

"Help me get his armor off, we need to get him to the infirmary, he's hurt." Your voice cracked as you spoke, sobs threatening to tear free from your throat at any moment. You tugged at the straps of his leather chest plate, your sisters assisting you in removing whatever weight you could before one of them helped you hoist him up over your shoulders. The two of you struggled to lug him inside, somehow managing to get down to where your sister's physician resided within the castle. You kicked open the door causing the poor man to jump. "Mr. Hunt, please, it's Roel." Between the fact you were so out of breath and that you were still trying to hold your composure you had trouble getting your words out. He cleared off his desk, papers and trinkets alike scattering across the floor as you laid Roel down as gently as possible.

"I'll take good care of him, Your Highness, you have my word." Your sister took your hand, trying to guide you from the room, but you stood firm.

"I can't leave him." You could only muster a whisper. Mr. Hunt sighs, offering you a patient smile. He nods to the door, a signal you understood. He needed to work, you would only serve as a distraction. "Please… don't let my friend die." With one more tug from your sister you reluctantly exited the room. "You two go ahead, I'm going to wait."

"Ducky, you can't-"

"I'm not leaving him." You cut her off, your voice firm and unwavering. She pulls you into a tight hug.

"He's in very capable hands with Mr. Hunt, try not to worry too much." You waited for them to turn the corner before you let the first tears fall from your eyes. You leaned against the wall, feverishly wiping your tears away with the heels of your hands. You sat yourself on the floor outside of Mr. Hunt's office, refusing to leave until you knew he was going to be okay at the very least. You didn't know how many hours had passed, it felt like you were waiting for years when Mr. Hunt finally emerged from the room. You scrambled to your feet.

"How is he? Is he alright?" He nods.

"He's just fine, Your Highness, not to worry. At the moment he's more tired and sore than anything else." He reassures you, all the tension you were holding in your shoulders finally relaxing.

"Can I see him?" He nodded, moving aside so you could enter his room. Mr. Hunt shut the door behind you to give the both of you some privacy. The second your eyes landed on him you felt like you were going to start crying all over again. Despite the bandages that wrapped around his chest, by some miracle he appeared to be completely fine.

"Eendje*." His voice hoarse as he greets you, holding out his hand to signal it was okay for you to come closer. You had to fight the urge to throw yourself into his arms, not wanting to risk hurting him.

"Where have you been?" You whisper through gritted teeth as you try to hold back tears. "I had to wait forever for you to come." You sit down on the edge of his bed.

He chuckles, patting the top of your head. "That's what she said." He mumbles. Your laughter quickly turns into crying, relieved that he was still alive. "I'm sorry I worried you." His arm slides around your small, shaking form, pulling you to him. You bury your face against his shoulder, allowing you to shield yourself as you finally release all of the worry you had been holding onto. Roel quietly hushed you, crushing you in his embrace until you finally relaxed. You pulled back from him, wiping away your remaining tears.

"Roel Van Helden, so help me, if you ever scare me like that again I will personally kick your ass." He laughs at your serious tone.

"Would a gift make up for it?" He asks with a toothy grin.

"You actually brought me something?" You were honestly kind of shocked. He always jokes about bringing you home a present from one of his expeditions, but up until now he had never followed through. He nods to the table at his side, a small leather pouch catching your attention. You reach for it, giving him a perplexed smile. You carefully undid the cord that held it shut, dumping the contents into your palm. A thin gold chair with a tiny carved pendant. You couldn't suppress a giggle as you held it up in front of you. "It's a little duck!" You exclaim excitedly.

"A duck for my duckling, seems fitting." Both of your attention was drawn to the door as Roel's fellow mercenaries burst into the room.

"Look at what you did, you made the poor girl cry!" Charles barks at him.

"Do you have any idea how worried we were?" Falk pushes past Charles to get his turn yelling at Roel.

He chuckled, groaning slightly as he adjusted his sitting position. "To be fair, I didn't have much of a choice. Those assholes made me miss the Princess's Dutch lesson." He glances over at you, giving you a sly smile. Falk sighs, pushing his fingers through his hair.

"Well… rest up for now. We can get into the details of what happened later. Your Highness, if you'll excuse me." He dismisses himself with a bow, followed immediately after by the other two.

"Roel, would you be able to help me put this on?" You ask with a coy smile, holding up the necklace he had given you.

"Of course." You turn, trying your best to suppress the shiver that ran down your spine as you felt his fingers ghost over the nape of your neck. Your fingers flew up to the unfamiliar weight as it fell against your chest. Roel fumbled with the clasp for a moment, "there, that should do it." You turned to face him.

"What do you think?" You ask with a small smile.

"Beautiful, as always." You couldn't help but blush at his response. "(Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for waiting for me."

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soulless-bex · 1 year ago

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there should be more fics where peter parker is pepper’s son and tony gets to be the weird/bad influence uncle

i think that would be funny

here’s a few exemple to support my argument:

peter would tell tony right away about spider man and they would work in secret on a super suit. pepper gets mad at the both of them. especially tony. he’s supposed to be the adult and set a good exemple, but honestly, pepper isn’t sure why she expected better

peter messes with tony. a lot. like he uses his big brain to hack into jarvis and then friday to change the name of the protocols to something ridiculous and nonsensical. just for the comedic effect. he also locks tony out of the code to enjoy the chaos just that much longer

pepper tries to give her son a somewhat normal life, forgetting that he basically grew up holed in a lab with tony. as a consequence of that fact, peter freaks e v e r y o n e out with his obscure science knowledge. his teachers gave up. tony is proud. pepper is tired

everyone at si loves him. they think he’s the loveable son of their lovely ceo. r&d knows it’s a lie though. they saw peter crawl through the vents in the middle of the night once, for the sole purpose of pranking tony. there’s also the time they saw him build a ghoul like animatronic only to set it loose in the tower (what can i say, the boy loves chaos). they do not trust the golden retriever mask

everyone that isn’t r&d finds him real polite tho. they often ask him to run errands like bringing paperwork to his mum and stuff

everyone who isn’t in the know thinks peter is an orphan, and no matter how many times he explained that no, mary parker was not his mother, just his dad’s wife, his mom is still alive thankyouverymuch, they still deny the truth. he just became peter “i’m not an orphan” parker to the outside world. it annoys him very much. especially since he can’t say the full truth due to Security Reasons. he loves his mom very he much and would consequently love to brag about her

mama’s boy peter parker. duh

peter calls tony mr stark the moment there’s an impressionable soul (read; new employee that isn’t familiar with the si dynamic) in the vicinity. he knows tony hates it because it makes him feel old. he doesn’t care. he likes being a pain in the ass.

heir peter, because even tho he’s a little shit, there isn’t anyone else tony and pepper would trust to keep the tower standing for more than a week

peter during his first times living with pepper and tony, following tony around like a lost duckling because **science**. he picks up all the bad habits while he’s at it. that leads pepper to enforce the “please supervise tony” rule that says that peter isn’t allowed to be alone with tony without adult supervision. she first considered it when her son started drinking too much coffee for comfort and cursing, but what really drove the point home was that one time where they pulled an all nighter on a week day to build a miniaturized spaceship out of the blue. she did not find the resulting explosion funny

rodhey gets to be the trusted uncle. he’s however more often acknowledged as the babysitter, meaning that he has for task to ensure that his best friend doesn’t accidentally teach his too-smart-for-his-own-good nephew how to build nukes

joke on him, peter already knew how to build those thanks to previous binge researche

peter bullies captain america. the psas did not make a good first impression

#it’s late as fuck so i might have forgotten some key details #but i love single mom pepper with chaos son peter #tony feels fear in his own home #peter parker #pepper potts #tony stark #mcu #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #fanfiction #fanfic prompt #marvel fanfic idea #iron family #pepper potts is peter parker’s mom #peter parker-potta au

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ofsuaes · 2 years ago

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hello hello~ i'm rina ( she / her ) bringing in my new muse suae here to mabeob! my timezone + work hours always put me on the dash at v late hours in comparison to everyone else but i'm usually always lurking if i'm able to hehe. it's been a while since i've been in a directory and i'm still trying to get accustomed to the new dash/xkit rewritten, so please bear with me and i thank you in advance!!

you can find a messy bio, profile, and plot page linked respectively, but i'll also have a summary of suae under the cut below! (i'll try to keep the bullets short but i tend to blabber sorry ehe)

feel free to give this post a like and i'll slide into your ims as soon as i am able! i also have a discord available if it is preferred

BACKGROUND

found unconscious along the shores of mabeob by an elderly baek youngja around the assumed age of 6 years old

suae has no recollection of her life prior to her peculiar arrival

she was eventually taken in by grandma baek who lived alone

initially, she lived quietly while grandma baek attempted to find out who she was and where she could call a home to. all the while, the lost girl followed her around like a little duckling, keeping her company around town as she completed daily tasks and such

eventually, when it seemed as though there were no one out there looking for the little girl, grandma baek decided to raise her as her own, granting suae her name the moment she'd decided to do so

suae has been grateful and goes above and beyond to assist "her grandma" and loves her dearly

however, in an attempt to maintain the peaceful bliss of their life together, suae hides the fact the she is a mermaid — a secret she hadn't even discovered the truth of until her early teen years

she's still unsure as to how her abilities as a mermaid had remained hidden until then, especially her tears that became beautifully round pearls, but she attempts to learn bits and pieces of her "true self" through stories and folktales told around the island

PERSONALITY

i very much had the little mermaid in mind for inspo!!

she's very sweet and naive — a true hopeless romantic in search of her true love!! a prince in shining armor!!!

extremely headstrong and stubborn, suae will always fight for what she believes in regardless of the consequences

one of the most loyal people you will meet! she loves passionately and fiercely and will do anything for her loved ones. even if you were to betray or hurt her, she wouldn't be able to forget your connection and would still be on your side until the end

bright, bubbly, a ray of sunshine — words often used to describe her around town. however, the complete opposite could be said for those who had known her as a child, when she first arrived in mabeob

those who also grew up with her in the outskirt homes area as well as classmates from grade school had known her to be quiet, demure, and shy. she often never made eye contact or spoke to anyone else unless spoken to first

one thing that has stayed the same since her childhood is how emotional she is. though she puts up a front of strength and bravery, she's quite fragile and known to be a crybaby. however, she'll run and hide before she gives you a chance to see her burst out in tears

#mabeob:intro

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icarusredwings · 2 months ago

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Little Easter eggs+ details+ lore.

Starting with the more obvious.

Wade has a lot of heart shaped wounds

His eyes are coloured to be like pearls other then the corners, being yellow from jaundice (thanks Tripple B)

Obviously, his voices don't go away just because he's small. (Ft. Their different fonts)

He has a gold engagment band

He has a braided wolverine coloured bracelet

He has a "call if found" bracelet with Vanessa's phone number

Part of his jaw is rotted out from chewing on it and just regular ol cancer decomposition

He has chewerly of a star

He has his dog tags on for identification if he decides to wander off

He has Puppins, who is in princess attire ft. Puppin's gnarly little feet

Spongebob socks

Hot pink crocs

Winnie the pouh and piglet overalls

Cinnamoroll bandaid (hes a dog btw not a rabbit)

Stuffies in order of which obtained:

Sprinkles and Buttercream, a Bonded pair of Unicorns Wade won for Vanessa (COUGH himself COUGH) at a fair and declared them to be inseparable because if not theyll get sad and DIE. In the break up, Wade gave V Sprinkles and kept Buttercream. Upon getting back together the unicorns are once again reunited and stay with Wade. (Not so sfw funfact at the bottom*)

Alas, Logan is NOT the first to take Wade on a "Zoo date," in fact, that would go to Peter Parker. Yeah. Spiderman. Who fittingly got him a spidermonkey toy named Cookie with velcro hands so she can hang on stuff and hug you. (Peter picked a hyena toy.. for.. reasons.)

Teddy/ Brownie bear is infact a dog toy given to Wade by Al. Where he came from is a mystery. He has a squeaker and ironically as floppy and droopy as he is, Wade has only accidently lost a single eye. He was perhaps one of his favorite things during the break up when he first moved in. Al genuienly didn't know it was a dog toy. She just felt it was soft and stuffy shaped.

After this is Mama duck and her ducklings. This is a small set of rubber ducks given to Wade by Dopinder. There's not really much lore on them other than Dopinder knows Wade enjoys cute things and Wade gasped so loud when he accepted them in the back of that cab that Dopinder thinks he genuienly loves them (and he does, he likes any toys given to him and tries his best not to damage them)

His next stuffy is Taz or Tazer, to be exact. He's from a future zoo that was able to bring back dinosaurs. Imagine how special he felt to be brought to a literal futuristic jurassic park. At said park, he was obsessed with the velociraptors, who he crouched down and giggled, petting them for about 15 minutes straight. He wanted to take one home, and to prevent Wade from committing future crimes, Nathan got him a stuffed one. (Upon learning this, Logan was not only jelaous of the fact Nathan had taken him to pet dinosaurs but also jealous of wade, who still brags about getting to pet dinosaurs to this very day) and yes... Tazer is life-sized.. he also was shared custosy until their unlabeled relationship ended, causing Wade to keep him in the break up, wishing Nathan a good life with his daughter, but still is quite heartbroken over it all. It felt nice to be held by someone bigger than him and to be taken on future dates. Though He wasn't that understanding of his illness though in Cable's defense, often times Wade would hide it from him, worried it would gross him out. He still blames his looks and sickness for Nathan leaving, even though it's not true, leaving him to be further insecure about needing taken care of physically and mentally.

And last but certainly not least, the latest obsession, Fluffy The Wolverine. Who, of course, was gifted to him after Logan got jealous seeing how affectionate and calm the Wolverines (and other animals) were to him at the zoo. Seeing Wade giggle and pet them so fondly made his blood boil, resulting in Fluffy being bought as a bribe for him to stop talking about the real Wolverine's. In the beginning, Logan was still very jealous of the toy until he realized that Wade projected his love onto the toy for him because he was afraid Logan would get overwhelmed with his undying amounts of affection. Since then, Fluffy and Logan have become a team, Fluffy getting to hold wade when his skin hurt too much for physical contact and when He was too afraid to come near Logan when small. You can catch him carrying Fluffy and holding Logans hand down the street when they walk Puppins, absolutely adoring them all.

Backpack check!

Of course, he has the hello kitty book bag from the second movie. Duh. He also has a pinkie pie one but that one is filled with guns right now.

Speaking of pinkie pie, He has Pinkie pie and Twilight sparkle.

He also has a spiderman figure, a cow boy wolvie, the hulk, thor of course, Captian america, and Bucky. Logan has no clue where he keeps finding toys of his friends, and its lowkey creeping him out since in his universe, action figures weren't made of heros and certianly not of him. Wade was embaressed at first to show Logan all of his mint conditions, especially the Dead Logan toy he had but it only made him snort. "Thats me?" "Y-yeah.. well.. no." "You weren't lying when you said I got chest fucked by a tree." "No prep either- I mean!-" "Heh. No prep.." It's kind of when Wade realized just how similar their humor is and got this massive smile on his face. Anyway-

Cowboy wolvie's horse is actually just a generic horse he bought for 50 cents at a thrift store.

He has a fluffy pink diary ofc matching with a fluffy pink pen, cryaons, and a puffball keychain on the book bags zipper.

His cuppie is a standard Spiderman sippy cup that was bought for him by vanessa almost 6 years ago. V actually just recently gifted it to Logan, silently denouncing herself as his main caregiver.

The hello kitty blanket is for Puppins to put her inside of the swing without her falling through and in case one of them gets cold. Wade gets temputure flashes often due to his inability to regulate his own internal temputure. Most times he's either too hot or too cold (hence the layered hoodies and jackets you often see him in)

Funfact did you know that Babyknife! Is actually a SOG Daggert 2?

Not so sfw funfact: The unicorn we see in deadpool 2 when he is uh... touching himself.. is Buttercream. She still smells like Vanessa and so sometimes it helps.

I FINALLY finished this!

There's so many Easter eggs and smaller details, and i'm obsessed with all of them even though its my own art (and honestly good for me that's how its supposed to be!!)

Let me know if you can find them all and ill give you a cookie and a trophy.

Wade's stuffies+ what's in his little bag :)

Click for better quality <3

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stormblessed95 · 3 years ago

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Hi Storm i hope you are doing great.

Well first of all English is not my first language so my writing may contain some mistakes 😅

* Well i really wanted to ask u abt the way taekookers claim that the harry styles concert was a valid confirmation that tkk are the real couple in bts and saying "How can anyone watch Harry styles concert and have any doubts about who the couple is"

And them keep on talking abt the way tkk were vibing and dancing together ( like the way V wrapped his arm around jk and jk held V's hand as they were singing "falling" ) and whatever they have done during that concert prove that tkk are real boyfriends ... However i think that was a normal thing that happens between any close friends . i mean isn't normal to be close to ur friends in concerts or party and so on.. Dancing together, holding their hands and wrapping your arm around them? bc honestly the way these people are making it as a big deal and consider it as a couple thing makes me wonder if they ever have friends or even know what friendship means cuz these category of ppl don't know probably how to distinguish btwn friendship behavior and couple behavior.

So storm i really would like to know what do u think of that.. And thank you💜

I really almost didn't answer this because I really don't see the point. Because it WAS a moment. There is nothing here to "debunk." It is adorable and sweet and beautiful. It's absolutely fair and expected for tkkrs and EVERYONE to gush over how amazing and cute that moment was

I don't see this as a romantic moment. Not to give into stereotypes here, but it gives me drunk girls at the bar leaning and swaying into each other, clutching onto each other as they belt out one of their favorite songs at the top of their lungs. They just look a lot better doing it then your typical tipsy drunk girl 😂 and Tae, jk and hobi were all VERY tipsy at that concert. Jimin very much looked like their "DD" sheparding all his little ducklings out the door at the end of the concert lmfao and Falling also isn't a romantic love song, its quite a sad heartbreaking song about regret and loss. It's a song that the members, particularly JK and JM, have made passing mentions of enjoying, but it's not a love song. Lol they looked like they were having so much fun. But to me, it didn't look romantic at all. Im so glad they the guys DID have such a good time at that concert!!

And if that moment is the standard for what qualifies as romance, well then the OT7 Poly truthers were clearly the ones who were correct here. Dancing and hand holding is the standard.... lol then...

The dancing, the holding hands as the other person's arms is around them. It's not exclusive and to me, the vibes aren't any different from that moment to the others. In fact, the vibes given off are MORE friendly than some of these other gifs I included. Lol but none of these other moments I included here either give off romance vibes. They are all just wonderfully beautiful and fun moments between the members that deserve to be appreciated as the amazing moments that they are. My personal opinions of course. 💜

#tkkr discourse #friends hold hands its okay

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gothighunicorntolerance · 3 years ago

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For the Love of Lost Toys

AO3

Thomas takes the kids to the mall for a day out and spies a stranger across the food court. It just so happens that stranger has a heart of gold, too.

Thomas forced himself to look away from the man sitting a few tables away in the food court. It wasn’t polite to stare, for one, and besides, he had to keep all eyes on his kids. They were well-behaved in public, for the most part, but they did get a little rowdy from time to time, such as now, when Roman and Remus were kicking each other under the table and shrieking.

“Boys! Stop that,” Thomas chided. “It’s not nice to hit each other.”

“He started it!” Roman and Remus said in unison, pointing to each other.

“Boys, I don’t care who started it, but I’m ending it. So be nice to each other and remember what I said earlier. If you’re all good, we can stop for milkshakes on the way home!”

His reminder of the milkshakes in exchange for good behavior instantly quieted all of his kids and they rushed to finish their food, which gave Thomas time to look just a little bit more at the man. Had any of Thomas’s friends seen him, they would have given him a knowing smirk, an elbowed nudge, and a little bit of teasing to convince him to go talk to the guy. But his friends weren’t there to give him that knowing smirk and tease him about just how much that guy was Thomas’s type, so just watched from afar. It wasn’t that far, really, only a few tables, but to Thomas it felt like an impossible gap to cross.

Besides, he wasn’t even sure the guy was gay! He watched with anticipation as he put his backpack on the table next to his sticker-covered laptop- there were pins on the bag! He had searched the laptop before for any pride stickers, but to no avail. Maybe now was his chance- yes! He had scored a silent victory when he caught a glimpse of a rainbow pin stuck next to… a Jack Skellington skull! Oh, it’d be really a shame if he couldn’t talk to him, but a shame he’d have to live with.

Virgil tugged on Thomas’s jacket sleeve.

“Ready to go home, bud?”

Virgil nodded, biting on the ear of his stuffed otter toy he had brought along.

“Alright, everybody finish up and clean your hands,” Thomas fished out a packet of wipes from his bag and handed them out to the kids.

He ushered his kids through cleaning up and got them moving down the crowded spaces between the shops, carrying Virgil and the rest of them following behind him, “like ducklings!” He said, a series of ensuing ‘quack, quack!’s’ following him.

They hadn’t gone past more than a few shops when Virgil bagan to shriek.

“What’s up, V?” Thomas asked, shifting Virgil so that he rested on Thomas’s hip.

“My Otter!” Virgil cried. “I left Otter!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll go back for Otter,” Thomas turned around, speed-walking back to the table they had occupied before, the trail of kids following.

Thomas’s heart dropped when he didn’t see Virgil’s beloved otter sitting on the table, but he knew the toy was somewhere-

“Hey! Hey! Excuse me!”

Thomas turned around, startled, to see who had tapped him on the shoulder, and could only stare at the man with the pin decorated bag who held out Otter.

“Sorry, I think one of your little guys dropped this!”

“Otter!” Virgil squirmed in Thomas’s arms, so he set him down.

“Virgil, what do you say?” Thomas prompted as Virgil grabbed his toy.

“Thank you,” Virgil said, pronouncing it like ‘tank oo,’ still having trouble with his ‘th’ sounds.

Virgil looked away and hugged Thomas’s leg, and Thomas ruffled his hair.

“Thank you so much, Mister…?”

“Oh, Mister Flores! How formal of you! But you can call me Nico if you’d like,” He reached out and shook Thomas’s hand. “And you are?”

“Uh, Mister Sanders! But you can call me Thomas if you’d like,” he fought to hide the rising blush, but evidently not hard enough, as Roman begain to make the insufferable “oooo!” That elementary school-aged children were apt to do.

“You saved my baby brother’s Otter from peril!” Roman thrust his fist into the air as if he was holding a sword. “For your brave deeds, we must knight you!”

On one hand, ‘peril’ was a new word Roman had learned from his dragon books, and he was using it correctly in context, so Thomas couldn’t be prouder! But on the other hand, they were probably keeping this stranger (Mr. Flores was still a stranger, despite how… well, pretty he was, Thomas reminded himself) longer than they needed.

“Oh, really?” Nico laughed. “What does being knighted look like?”

Roman bit his lip and turned to look at Thomas. “Daddy, what does knighting look like?”

Thomas chuckled. “Bud, I don’t think the mall’s food court is the best place for knighting someone. Besides, we should let this nice man go, right?”

“Oh. Okay. But I wanted to do a knighting!”

“Ro, honey, let’s go home and you can play… what did you call your game?”

Roman’s smile brightened. “Dragon kings!”

“Right, let’s go home and you all can go outside and play Dragon kings!”

“Hey, uh, before you go,” Mr. Flores took a napkin from the holder on the table and scribbled a note. “Here.”

He offered the folded napkin to Thomas.

“I- I’d like to meet with you again. If that’s alright. Call me?” Mr. Flores explained, his kind smil making Thomas’s heart skip a beat.

Thomas only nodded, feeling in all respects like a kid who was talking to his crush for the first time.

Well, that wasn’t too far off from the truth.

“I- I will. It was nice meeting you, Mister Flores, but I really gotta get these knuckle-heads home.”

Almost as if on cue, Virgil gave a big yawn.

Mr. Flores nodded. “I’ll be seeing you?”

“I’ll be seeing you,” Thomas agreed, safely tucking the napkin in his pocket.

It was only later, when he was alone in his room with the kids running around outside, he unfolded the rough brown napkin, which in all respects had felt like the most precious cargo in the world, and read what Nico had scribbled in black ink.

A small doodle of an otter, a circle with two small ears, a big nose, and a smile, and-

And a phone number!

He punched the number into his phone and hesitated only a moment before sending a text.

Oh, never had he been so glad for a forgotten toy!

writing tag list: (let me know if you’d like to be added or removed!) @shitpost-sides @theimprobabledreamersworld @edupunkn00b

@kiddiesides hi :0 i love this au so I wrote a lil something for it!

#Sanders sides #thomas sanders #nico flores #pintroverts #my writing

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shootingstarpilot · 1 year ago

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*ahem*

NEVER IN MY LIFE SHALL I RECOVER HOLY SHIT-

listen maybe in one world someone will complain about the injustice of you being able to both draw and write so damn well but if it gets me THIS then it SURE AS HELL WON’T BE ME JHKGFHCNBGVBMJ

stitch. stitch stitch stitch my darling my baby my beloved!! i am a mess!! this is exactly how i pictured him! the curls! the tentative joy! the curls! the smile! the curls!

DID I MENTION THE C U R L S-

(also ngl the fact that the duckling is looking so goddamn content just- why are you ALSO SO GOOD AT DRAWING DUCKLINGS-)

oh, needle needle needle, i love him your honor. what you’ve done with his HAIR, i ADORE IT- the little designs shaved into the sides!! because he sure as hell ain’t about to be boring!! his smile!! his joy at seeing his little brother so happy!! his lil baby bug who he loves so so so much!! contribution to world peace indeed!! you’re doing so good bb keep doing what you’re doing!! canon appearances CONFIRMED on EVERY ANGLE goddamnit i’m SOBBING-

ALSO. I JUST NOTICED THIS. THE YELLOW BLOSSOMS IN THE BACKGROUND. THE ASMONTHUS TREES. THE ATTENTION TO DETAIL. I AM A PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR. MOP ME UP AND WRING ME OUT, BOYS, WE’RE DONE-

now. it would be a crime to go without mentioning obi-wan and cody. obi-wan’s quiet delight. the braid. and the LOOK ON CODY’S FACE-

LISTEN. HIS EXPRESSION KILLS ME EVERY TIME. JUST KNOCKS ME FLAT. JUST SCROLLED UP TO LOOK AT IT AGAIN AND BOOM, BACK ON THE FLOOR WE GO. MOTHERFUCKER. I ADORE IT. THE SOFTNESS. THE TENDERNESS. THE L O V E-

I’M SO IN LOVE WITH THEM BEING IN LOVE SEND HELP

kljhgfhdfghj the COLORS and the SHADING in his HAIR and his FACE and his TURTLENECK-

long and the short of it, i am a sobbing mess, i shall be staring at this forever and ever and ever and no one can stop me. fuck, i love this so much. everything i possibly could’ve hoped for and more. thank you SO MUCH for this, your talent is absurd and i adore it and you. as a wee scrap of a thank you for this magnificent art, have a little snippet of what’s to come:

“I don’t think you’re much of a Jedi at all. The Jedi don’t leave anyone behind. You did. And I don’t want Ben going back to a long-neck.”

The way he’s looking at him-

Qui-Gon watches, something ringing in his ears, as Stitch glances down and pries open the back of the transponder with practiced hands.

“And besides,” he says, not-quite-absently–

“I thought you were okay with child soldiers?”

I AM BLOWING KISSES IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION MWAH

fanart for @shootingstarpilot from like lightning changing hands, the most recent fic in his shoulder the sky series. i cannot for the life of me remember when I last did fanart (fe 3 houses????) but listen, I love little medic stitch (shootingstarpilot's oc) so so much. he's NINE you guys. for clone troopers that's like SIXTEEN. he goes through so much so when he got a chance to sit in a garden with a duckling on his head and be happy i was overcome with the need to draw it. codywan in one bubble with cody definitely not paying attention to the ducks. needle (another 212th medic + oc of shootingstarpilot) in the other bubble pleased with his contribution (the duckling) to world peace. if you've read this fic please come cry about the 212th medics in general with me, and this tiny dinosaur-loving kindhearted neurodivergent kiddo in particular. as needle calls him: baby bug. baby.

#WE HAVE STITCH ART Y'ALL #AND I AM BUT A PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR #EVERYONE BEHOLD THE BABY #BEING CUTE #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #THIS IS THE GREATEST THING #shoulder the sky #shoulder the sky fanart

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amjustagirl · 3 years ago

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Your Kita fic was so, so good and is something I will definitely return to as a healing kind of read!! I also love how calm and gentle Kita is, that he's not perfect but the way he grows and learns to believe in himself and believe in the reader is just v slow and steady if that makes any sense? I'd love to see an outtake of them growing old together in the future when you'd done others (especially of kita/reader being parents hehe)! We should have one of their daughter meeting the ducklings? ;)

"a healing kind of read"??!?!?!

you're gonna make me melt into a puddle of my own tears. thank YOU darling. ackk your kind words truly make all the times i tear my hair out worth it thank you thank you <3

no like - he feels the closest to the perfect man but the thing is, he's fallible, he's flawed, he's full of insecurities himself and that's what makes it so satisfying to trace his growth, and his journey with the reader - running along hers in parallel and finally intersecting when he's accepted his insecurities and is working on them.

lemme do a short one of asami meeting the ducklings:

"Momo-chan?"

The duckling (well - strictly speaking Momo-chan is no longer a duckling, having shed her down eons ago) quacks loudly and scuttles to Kita's feet. The rest of her siblings follow suit, tumbling over their webbed feet like the leader of their pack to greet their nursery maid with all the affection ducks can offer. But instead of offering them crumbs and treats like they'd expect, Kita crouches down, a bright yellow cloth wrapped around his chest hiding the bundle of joy, someone he'd very much like them to meet.

"This is Asami", he murmurs as the ducks jostle around him. "Will you take good care of her for me?"

The ducks quack, as the little girl opens her amber eyes. She doesn't startle, simple stares as the ducks stare back. Then she yawns once, twice, leaning her chubby cheek against her father's broad chest, promptly falling back asleep.

He wonders if it's that show of trust that causes his ducks to imprint on Asami. Or perhaps it's the other way round because the minute Asami starts to toddle around the farm, she's followed by a troop of ducks, quacking and squawking away. It frightens him sometimes that his escape artist of a little girl seems to want to spend all her time on the edge of the duck pond so he straps on floaties to her arms until she learns how to tread water (in the nearby stream, under his watchful eye), but it does ease his mind that she seems to have gained feathered babysitters to keep her from any harm.

And so it feels like life comes full circle when it's hatching season, and Momo-chan and Ichigo-chan and Maron-chan produce a legion of fluffy ducklings, much to Asami's delight.

"Papa - look!" she squeals, as Kita ruffles her hair indulgently.

"You were like that once", he says, smiling widely as Asami bounces in excitement, peering at eggs hatching, one by one. His smile definitely dims when she asks -

"You mean I came from an egg?"

"You came from my belly, dear one". You may be his darling, lovely wife but still, he shoots you a look of warning. He is NOT prepared to discuss the birds and the bees with Asami just yet.

"Oh", Asami mulls that thought in her little head. "Are there more eggs in your belly, mama?"

"Perhaps", you say. "Your papa may have put another one in there, and you might have a little sister or brother soon! Would you like that?"

Asami's nodding yes and clapping her hands but there's a rush of blood in Kita's ears as the world spins, just for a second and he has to shake his head to clear his thoughts.

"Wait - I don't. Wait - ", he looks at you, stunned and about to topple over.

You just grin at him, eyes sparkling as you press a kiss to his cheek as he fumbles for words and after a minute or so, simply gives up, pressing scalding kisses to your face, your cheeks, your lips until an indignant voice breaks through the fog of happiness that he's lost himself to -

"Papa, why are you trying to eat mama? That's rude."

He grins at his darling, precocious little girl. "I'm not", he assures her, gathering her into his arms. "Papa's just really, really happy." Then he presses kisses to her round cheeks until she squeals and does the same back to him.

All's right in his little world.

#Nikki chats!#a sea of flowers in bloom #kita shinsuke #kita x reader #kita x y/n #kita x you

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artsymeeshee · 4 years ago

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Ok, so this is one of my favorite pages on Tumblr. I am in love with your style and cute little ducklings and anomalies, the Pines twins(2x), the comic,,

e v e r y t h i n g

You are an amazing artist and an incredible storyteller, and I can tell an even better person. This may sound cheesy but that's what I think😂

And btw I don't know if you have any followers from other countries but if not, I'd like to tell you you went global😁

Many hugs from Croatia!!!

Thank you so much!! ;w;

#ask #anbananfangirl

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cheri-translates · 4 years ago

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[ this Ask was wheelbarrowed over from @cheri-cheri ]

(V●ᴥ●V) Thanks for sending in this cute prompt~

[ GAVIN ]

He returns home from work to find approximately ten (10) wagging tails and one (1) you lifting a food bowl high in the air

It’s only been a few hours, but you deeply regret your impulsive, stress-induced decision to adopt this many troublemakers into the household

After rescuing you from the clutches of the dogs, the two of you have a serious discussion on how to handle the situation

To be honest, Gavin has been thinking of expanding your tiny family

(albeit in a different way, but this is a good start)

But suddenly having ten additional mouths to feed is a little extreme...

Which is why he sends the dogs back to the shelter

Except for two.

“No Gavin, we’re not calling them Dog A and Dog B.”

Having worked with police dogs before, he’s well-versed in the art of training

He teaches them to fend off potential dangers when you take them out for a walk without him around

There’s just one problem...

The two dogs are possibly the fluffiest pomeranians to exist on earth

Which ironically draws even more unwanted attention when people see these two literal balls of fur flanking you on both sides

You find it hilarious when you notice the pomeranians literally quaking while “protecting” you from larger dogs

You’ve also tried your hand at teaching them dog tricks

One day, when Gavin is seated on the couch, you get him to bend down a little

“Woofy, Whiny, come here!”

The two dogs hop up, tiny paws sinking into the fabric

With your signal, they jump up and plant watery kisses on his cheeks, one on each side

You wipe your imaginary tears away like a proud mother watching her kids grow up

“That’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen T^T”

Gavin chuckles, taking your hand in his.

“There’s something even more adorable right in front of me.”

[ VICTOR ]

The moment he reaches home, he wonders if he’s actually asleep and having a nightmare

The living room is in a state of utter disarray, and you’re trying to pull a ferocious cat off the curtain

Pudding cowers in a corner, having no idea what’s going on

Within the next hour, 14 cats are returned to the shelter

He’s noticed Pudding looking rather gloomy ever since Yogurt went back to its family, so adding another cat to the family could be a good idea

So the most obedient-looking cat is allowed to stay

The new cat sleeps a lot

During its sparse waking hours, it either eats a lot, or follows Victor everywhere

Victor can’t help but feel like the cat reminds him of a certain someone...

Sometimes, you get annoyed by the obvious favouritism showed by the cat

When you bring this up with him, he responds with one word - “childish”.

But later on, you overhear Victor giving the cat a pep talk

“Syrup, you’ve got to give Mummy some love too, okay?”

[ KIRO ]

Out of all the guys, Kiro is the most welcoming of having 5 new dogs in the house

He immediately drops his bag on the floor and rushes over to play with them

This pure, unadulterated joy lasts for approximately 4 minutes before Savin drops by to check on Kiro as he usually does

Savin scolds tells the two of you that it just isn’t practical given your busy schedules and the fact that the household already consists of Apple Box and Cello

Thanks to Kiro’s puppy eyes, Savin relents and decides that having one more dog wouldn’t hurt

The dog loves to lay on your lap... which happens to be Kiro’s favourite cushion after a long day of work

A daily competition ensues between Kiro and Pillow.

The moment you plop down on the sofa, both of them would stop whatever they’re doing - Pillow would stop play fighting with Apple Box, and Kiro would set down his music sheets.

And the two of them would rush over to see who would earn that coveted spot on your lap that evening

Cello usually wins.

[ SHAW ]

Nothing much fazes Shaw.

That is, until he wakes from an afternoon nap to find 10 dogs gnawing on his legs, threatening to rip his already-ripped jeans.

Employing your masterful skills of persuasion, he eventually settles on one dog + fifty insults during the journey to and fro the shelter on how your self-control needs some serious work

The German Shepherd is generally a VERY GOOD BOI.

It’s just that it growls a lot when Shaw gets too close

Also, when he gets up in the middle of the night for a cup of Cola, it’d let out a sudden bark, scaring the living wits out of him

But he’ll never tell you that.

Whenever Shaw makes you angry, Thunder will run off with his socks, gloves, or homework

Clearly, it will defend you till the very end.

Thunder kind of reminds him of someone but he just can’t put a finger on it...

Seeing that they aren’t getting along even after a few weeks, you force them to go on walks in hopes that they’d build a sense of camaraderie

Until one day, Thunder chases after a random duckling and falls into a deep pit

As tempted as he feels to leave it there, Shaw eventually climbs down the pit and carries it out

From then onwards, their relationship sees a significant improvement

It takes a while for them to truly warm up to each other

Eventually, Shaw even teaches Thunder how to skateboard!

[ LUCIEN ] - For those who are unaware, Lucien is the love interest I know least about, which is why the quality of this particular segment could use some work

You bring home 50 cocoons in a plastic bag one day

He doesn’t even question where you got them from because he’s used to your questionable decisions

Your house becomes a butterfly conservatory

The end

#cheri attempts to write

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patton-cake · 4 years ago

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@katlikethesword Happy birthday Kat!! @irritating-lady-knight and I wrote this as your birthday present!!! We hope you enjoy it! We love you so much Kitty Kat! You're just always so precious and kind and I could go on forever. You're amazing Kat! Take all our love and affection

Pairing: prinxiety

Summary: Roman is precious and Virgil definitely isn't simping, no that would be ridiculous he would never simp for his roommate

"Ro? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in class? Don't tell me that you're skipping your silly theater thing for me"

Virgil gently hit Roman's arm and started walking next to him. Their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.

"Pff don't flatter yourself too much finding emo. Class got cancelled, some dude tried to recreate the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet. He broke 3 ribs."

Roman let out a muffled laugh and handed his friend some oreos

"Want one? I was bored so decided to stop for a snack"

"Thanks princey, you always know how to find your way into my heart"

Virgil rolled his eyes but softly smiled as he accepted the food. They ate in comfortable silence and made their way out of the school building.

"Uh Virge? You don't happen to have an umbrella do you?"

He looked up from his phone and saw the rain falling down from the sky

"What's the matter prince charming? Afraid of water? Afraid that it might ruin your hair?"

Roman glared at him before shoving Virgil outside.

"Go on sunshine, let's see how long your makeup will last in the rain"

"How mature of you Ro, afraid to go first? Well come on then! Go follow mother duck. I will protect you my little duckling"

Virgil pulled Roman into the rain and started to walk very proudly, arms linked with Roman.

"Okay, if this is how you want to play this V, then you need to carry me on your back. This poor little duckling needs to be carried!"

Roman pouted and dramatically leaned his full weight against Virgil, who started at him with an annoyed face. But unfortunately for himself, Virgil was way to competitive to give up now.

"Bring it on ugly duckling"

"Auch that one hurts V, that one hurts"

And that's how Virgil ended up giving Roman a piggyback ride all the way to their apartment. When they finally arrived, they both were completely soaked.

"Thank you my noble horse for carrying me to my palace!"

"I thought I was mama duck?"

Roman laughed and opened the door to their apartment

"Nah a horse suits you better"

Virgil rolled his eyes and dropped his backpack on their apartment floor.

"Whatever makes you happy Romano, I'm gonna shower, please don't burn the house down."

Roman sputtered out a complaining noice as Virgil walked up stairs

"THAT HAPPENED ONE TIME"

After Virgil was down showering, he walked downstairs and put on a movie. He heard Roman serenading himself under the shower and chuckled softly. When he finally heard Roman's footsteps, he looked up and his heart stopped for a second

"Is that my hoodie?"

A soft red blush spread over both of their cheeks

"Uh- yeay- I was really cold a-and your hoodies always look so soft and warm, but I can put it back if you want me to!"

"Keep it"

Roman awkwardly sat down next to him

"You want me to keep it? Are you sure?"

Virgil looked at him with a soft look in his eyes,

"Yeay, it looks better on you anyway"

He didn't think that Roman's face could turn more red, it almost matched his annoyingly adorable sweater that he was wearing. No Virgil, no more gay thoughts for today, he had already reached his limits. He just had to focus on the movie they were watching.

"Wait a minute, are you complementing me Virge? Awww you don't hate me!"

Virgil almost believed Roman's confident voice if it wasn't for the blush that still burned bright red on his cheeks

"I take it back, you're the worst"

After this, it didn’t take very long for the two of them to fall back in their familiar rhythm, Virgil grumbling about plot holes, Roman criticizing the choices of the main characters- both jostling each other while fighting to eat as much popcorn as possible before the other could take ‘more than their fair share’. Slowly their comments and arguments and movement died off, though, and they truly became invested in the plot.

After two and a half movies, a sunset, a frantic call from Logan, and 4 cups of cocoa, Virgil had settled into his corner of the couch, warmth pooled in his belly and a blanket pulled to his chin. Roman had decided that it was too much work to actually get up and put on socks, so he’d tucked his ice cold feet under Virgil’s thighs and flopped dramatically across the rest of the couch, mumbling about Virgil’s abundant heat that he insisted on taking advantage of. Selfish fucker. Virgil didn’t know why he continued to deal with him. Most certainly not because he’d grown fond of him, god forbid. Motherfucker. Getting attached

. This is why he didn’t want a roommate freshman year. But as he watched Roman mouthing lines right alongside Jack, he was unable to smother a fond smile, shaking his head in disgust at himself.

“V.”

He grunted in response, looking up from his thoughts to see Roman standing in front of him, Sally frozen on screen. “Mug.”

Virgil pressed his mug into Roman’s hands and nudged his shin with a gentle foot in thanks, shifting to turtle further into his nest of blankets. A few minutes later Roman returned, mugs filled to the brim with steamy cocoa, Roman’s piled high with marshmallows and whipped cream.

“Move over.” Roman demanded, sitting down right beside him, their thighs pressed together. Virgil was wide awake.

“I- move? I’m pressed up against the side, dipshit. There is nowhere else for me to move!” Virgil pushed at him gently, but Roman only made a soft noise in response, carefully putting his mug in Virgil’s hands, the latter spluttering in offense. “The f-” He cut himself off with a grunt of surprise as his roommate flopped against him, pressing his cheek flat against Virgil’s arm.

“My dude???” Virgil squirmed until Roman sighed dramatically and shifted again, until Virgil was sitting up, two mugs balanced precariously in his hands, and Roman was pressed up against his side, feet once again tucked beneath his roommate’s thighs.

“I’m staying here, don’t complain or I’m spilling your cocoa on you. You are a human heater and I am visibly shivering, don’t be selfish and share.” Roman stated firmly, snuggling back against Virgil’s shoulder before pressing play.

Virgil.exe has stopped working. Press any button on your keyboard to restart.

Roman smelled like lemon and sandalwood. Virgil didn’t know what sandalwood was, but Roman smelled like it. His hair was still slightly damp from his shower, and it was soft and gentle against Virgil’s neck. He was lying when he said that he was cold, he was a nice sort of warm that Virgil melted into on contact, and couldn’t convince himself to move away from. Not that he wanted to. Except he did. He was no simp. He refused. Patton was a simp. Virgil was no simp. Absolutely not.

Except..

No.

Virgil. No.

Stop.

If you-

But he did.

Virgil quietly scolded himself and shook his head. It was time to focus on the movie, he shouldn't think about Roman or Roman's stupidly perfect face. No. He wouldn't think of that.

He almost found himself focusing back on the movie, but of course, Roman had to make it more difficult. Virgil felt a soft breath in his neck and saw that his friend had closed his eyes, his chest moving in a steady rhythm. He looked absolutely perfect. Okay, Virgil allowed that one gay thought, it was simply a fact and Logan had always told him that you can't argue with facts.

The movie. Virgil had to focus on the movie. He just had pretend that Roman was not there! That his hair didn't tickle Virgil's face. That shouldn't be that difficult right?

"..V..?"

Shit

Roman's voice was soft and Virgil lost his mind again

"Yeay Ro?"

His voice didn't squeak, it didn't . Virgil fought against his urges to kiss Roman's perfectly soft lips and to keep him here forever, laying on their couch. That sounded perfect to Virgil.

"Did you know that you're really hot Virge?"

The urges kept getting stronger and Virgil swallowed, trying not to squeak again

"Another heating pad joke? You're repeating yourself Ro"

"I didn't mean it in that way"

And with that he placed a soft kiss on Virgil's cheek before laying back down, closing his eyes again.

From that moment on Virgil was certain of two things.

One: He failed his gay thoughts rule

And two: He would risk absolutely everything for his roommate.

#prinxiety #roman sanders #virgil sanders #roman x virgil #virgil x roman #romantic prinxiety #pattoncake writes #gabi (attempts) to write #Collab with Gabi!! :D #I'm so excited for this one #gabi tag #kat tag #HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT #virgils a simp #they cuddle #roman is precious #little smooch

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