#the difference here is that my sister is the golden child who can do know wrong and im about 99% sure she sees me as a disappointment

[the-kestrels-feather]

"I don't like when my kids are sick/hurt" was a wild thing to hear my mom tell my sister after she had surgery (she's fine, just needed to remove a cyst) the other day seeing as this is how she responded when I threw up from (what I assume was) food poisoning a few weeks ago:

And then proceeded to yell at me for spending money on food (I was eating Wingstop) when she got home despite the fact I had thrown up and was on the couch trying to ride it out

[arc-misadventures]

What are those: wallow decided to go to beacon academy with winter to go see how wiess is doing but instead meet with jaune

The Dragon’s Diamond

A small bullhead flew through the air towards, Beacon Academy. It was a privately owned airship that belonged to the, Schnee Dust Company, and right now it was carrying an assortment of precious cargo: The daughter of the founder of the, SDC, Willow Schnee. Her eldest child, Winter Schnee. And a locked cased filled with diamonds of various sizes, and quality. At least what they assumed were diamonds. For they had come here to see if they were in fact real diamonds.

Winter: I’m sorry mother, but I must protest; Why did you have to come along to handle this simple endeavour; you could have simply handed over your, and my diamonds to, Klein, and let him handle it. Why did you have to come along?

Willow: I needed a vacation. This seemed like a reasonable excuse why to do so. Besides, it also gives me an excuse to be around my daughters. Is there something wrong with me desiring to be with my family my dear?

Winter: …

Winter: No, no there isn’t anything wrong with that, it’s just unexpected is all.

Willow: I understand, but being away from home also keeps me away from drinking. I’ve managed to at least reduce the amount I’ve been drinking substantially, but being around your father long enough will lead me back to drowning myself in the bottle again. I cannot allow that to happen.

Winter: I… I’m sorry, I thought you chose to leave for different reasons.

Willow: Like trying fine, Valian wines?

Winter: Ahh! Yes… Yes I thought so.

Willow: Well, depending on what, and where we’re having dinner I wouldn’t mind a suitable wine to go along with it, but I have to stop drinking. Not so much for myself, but for you, your sister, and your brother. I… I want to stay a part of your lives, to see you grow old, and start families of your own in the future. It would be a shame if I am to deny myself these opportunities because I drank myself to death…

Winter: Thank you, Mother. Hearing you say that means a lot to me. But, if you want to give up drinking, why are you looking forward to having wine with your meal?

Willow: I’m slowly weaning myself off drinking. Not everyone can just go cold turkey now can they?

Winter: I would prefer it if you did.

Willow: Well, it would probably be for the best if I did, but… Oh, we’re here, let’s continue this discussion later, and find your sister.

Winter: Very well then, Mother.

As the ship landed the mother, and daughter duo grabbed their luggage, and made their way towards the academy. As they neared closer to the tower, Willow couldn’t help, but take in the sights around her.

Willow: Oh my… Beacon Academy is such a lovely place.

Winter: Yes, the warm breeze, and vibrant greenery give this place such a relaxing air to it.

Willow: I know, Weiss went to, Beacon to escape father in, Atlas. But, do you suppose this rich atmosphere contributed to it?

Winter: I believe it was more so her desire to escape, Father. But, this is a nice benefit.

Willow: I hope she is feeling happy here.

Winter: Me too.

Willow: But, where do you believe she is?

Winter: I have no idea, there should be an information desk up front we can ask.

Willow: Or, I suppose we could ask him if he knows where, Weiss is.

Winter: Who?

As they drew closer to the, Academy they saw the statue out front, and a student sitting on the base of the statue. They noticed that he was seemingly mumbling to himself as he ran his hands through his golden hair as he evaded the white horns poking out.

Winter: A faunas?

Willow: Excuse me, young man?

: Hmm, what? Oh, hello.

Willow: Hello. I was wondering if you could help us.

: With what?

Winter: We’re looking for my sister, Weiss Schnee, do you perchance know her?

: Weiss Schnee? Yeah, I know her, we’re friends after all.

Willow: Excellent, can you please lead us to her?

: Sure I can… I can…?! Hurk?!

His hand quickly came up to cover his mouth, seemingly trying to repress a gag. His luck failed him as he continued to dry heave until a he opened his mouth, and a belch of fire erupted from his mouth before he fell into a small coughing fit as small jets of flame escaping his mouth with each cough. As soon as his coughing fit ended he popped a small white marble into his mouth, before turning to address the duo.

: Jacques you cheap bastard! (Cough!) Ahem, sorry about that, upset stomach. Hehe…

The duo looked at him in stunned shock, taking a moment for themselves to collect themselves. Willow seemingly able to keep her wits about her.

Willow: A-Are you okay?

: Yeah, I’m fine.

Winter: But, you just belched fire?

: That’s a semi-common occurrence.

Willow: But…?!

Winter: Wait, Mother… Male, blue eyes, blond hair, horns, and can breath fire… You’re the, Dragon King, Jaune Arc, aren’t you?

Jaune: That’s me, well mostly. I’m not a king of any sorts, but I am a dragon faunas. Anyway, my name is, Jaune Arc, nice to meet you.

Jaune offered his hand for the pair to shake as they introduced themselves in kind.

Willow: Willow, Willow Schnee, it’s a pleasure to meet you.

Winter: Specialist Winter Schnee.

Jaune: So you’re, Weiss’s family? That explained the smells.

Winter: Smells?

Jaune: I have a highly, highly acute sense of smell. I can smell familiarity’s between people, to the point I can tell if someone is related to another.

Winter: That sounds like an impressive ability.

Jaune: It has its downsides… Like my little sister trying to use me as a bloodhound…

Willow: You said you are friends with my daughter, Mr. Arc, can you lead us to her?

Jaune: Uhhh… No, no I can’t. She went into, Vale with the rest of her team just a little while ago.

Winter: She did, why?

Jaune: I don’t know; I left to ‘throw up,’ and when I came back she, and her teammates had disappeared. My sister said that they had made an emergency trip to, Vale, and that was all there was to it. Do you want me to call her, and let her know you’re here?

Winter: No… Well, maybe we should.

Willow: Oh dear… I was hoping to surprise her with our sudden visit.

Jaune: You can still do that if you want.

Willow: We can, how?

Jaune: Weiss, and her teams room is just down the hall from my teams room. You can wait there until she arrives.

Winter: What do you think mother?

Willow: We might as well, this young man has graciously offered us his place to us while we wait for your sister to return. We won’t be in there for a few hours at most.

Winter: Very well, we graciously accept your kind offer, Mr. Arc.

Jaune: My pleasure, and please, just call me, Jaune.

Winter: Very well then, Jaune.

Jaune: Even if you rejected my offer you’d no doubt be taken to my room anyway so I could inspect those diamonds, and any other gemstones of yours. If there are any that is…

Winter: What are you talking about?

Jaune: Two things: Those are, Fortress grade safe-boxes, made by the, Gem Refinery. To which I own, I know my merchandise. Especially the safe-boxes…

Willow: Wait, you’re the owner of the, Gem Refinery?

Jaune: Yes, I am. Second I over heard, Weiss… screaming to her father on how she wanted her entire families precious jewels so they can be appraised. And, who is that appraiser, me: Jaune Arc, the Lapidary Master!

Willow: You’re the, Lapidary Master?!

Jaune: Yep!

Willow: I don’t believe you. You’re just a teenager, and you’re supposedly the worlds most renowned fine cut gem grader?

Jaune: Oh, just you wait, and see darling! Now then, lets go look at some pretty stones!

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Jaune: Hmmmm…?

Jaune hummed in speculation as he examined a rather large diamond on a gold ring with a jewellers magnifier. Willow looked on in a chair besides him, while, Winter look on from his bed as, Jaune worked.

Willow: That was the engagement ring my husband gave me, he said it is one caret diamond ring.

Willow: …

Willow: It is a diamond ring… Right?

Jaune looked at, Willow, back to the ring, and then back to her. Their eyes stayed locked for a moment before he threw it into his mouth, and a hard crunching sound soon followed this action.

Willow’s face fell into her hands as she groaned in disbelief at what she had just witnessed, again.

Willow didn’t believe, Jaune when he started sorting her diamonds into two piles, one labeled real, and labeled fake. The ‘fake’ pile had grown considerably larger then the ‘real’ pile to the point she doubted he was actually genuinely grading her diamonds, and was trying to steal them. To prove his innocence, he grabbed a sizeable real diamond, and bit it. The sound it made was akin to bitting a jaw breaker: hard, and solid, as if one smacked their head against a wall.

Jaune, then grabbed one he deemed a ‘fake’ and bit into it. The sound was like someone bit into a hard candy, and wanted to chew it up, instead of sucking on it; Loud, and crunchy.

He made this a habit whenever she doubted his expertise, as a master gemologist. A habit she had come to dread because of the details that followed with it.

Luckily that was the second to last diamonf he needed to inspect, and she knew for certain that the last one wasn’t fake.

Willow: At least tell me the ring was made of gold?

Jaune spat out the piece of metal next to the pile of fakes, she grimaced as she looked at him as he regretfully smiled at her.

Jaune: Well… Pyrite, isn’t called ‘fools gold’ for nothing… hehe…

Willow: Gods dammit… My husband bought me a fake engagement ring?! How cheap of a man is he?!

Winter: More so then we could possibly believe…

Jaune: I doubt he was in this case.

Winter: What do you mean?

Jaune: Well… From what I’ve been told your father is a greedy whore. Uhh?! N-No offence.

Winter: None taken.

Willow: Please, feel free to continue badmouthing my husband at your leisure.

Jaune: Okay? Anyway, your husband is a greedy whore, from what I’ve seen. And, from what, Weiss has said about him is that he doesn’t commit to anything that doesn’t have a shiny price tag attached to it. I think he acquired these gemstones as a future investment. Liquid assets as you would put it.

Winter: That sounds like something father would do, but why would he buy fakes? My father is a greedy bastard, and will do everything to save a chip. He wouldn’t buy fake diamonds, there’s no value in that.

Jaune: Maybe he didn’t know he was buying fakes?

Winter: You believe someone swindled him?

Willow: It is a logically sound idea when you think about it.

Jaune: I’m well aware of several infamous gem pedlars. Give me a list of your sellers, and I could identify who is a legit seller, and who is not. Because there are some real ones here, so maybe he bought the fakes from one person, and the real ones from another.

Willow: I believe they were all acquired from one person, at least the vast majority were.

Jaune: And, that person’s name is?

Willow: Cartiff… Cartiff… Oh, I forget his first name.

Jaune: …

Jaune: It wouldn’t happen to be, Quintin now would it…?

Willow: Quintin… Yes, Quintin Cartiff, that was his name. How did you know?

Jaune: Quintin… Quintin Cartiff…

Willow: J-Jaune? Is everything okay…

Jaune: Quintin CARTIFF!!!

Winter immediately jumped in front of her mother pulling her mother back. Her hand stayed on her blade as she saw a truly terrifying sight. Within the space of a blink the calm, and happy boy revealed a monster of fire, and ash. His head realed upwards as he scream his name in a bloody rage. Winter got to see first hand the hidden fang he hide behind that warm, and inviting smile of his. The way his mouth shut, terrified her knowing full well he could bite down into someone in mere seconds, and could easily pierce through aura, and flesh like it was tissue paper. She marvelled at the sight of blue flames erupting from clenched fangs. The reports she had seen about the dragon faunas were fragmented, and vague, but even those brief insights paled in reality at the sight before her.

The flames, erupting from, Jaune’s teeth slowly fettered out as a finally deep exhale escaped his lips, he shook his head as if trying to shake off some sort of ill feeling upon him. He leaned back in his chair to look at the mother, daughter duo as he gave them a nervous, and embarrassed smile as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

Jaune: Ah haha… Sorry about that… I didn’t expect hearing his name to set me off like that… Hehehe… Sorry…

Willow: It seems you are well acquainted with this individual?

Jaune: As well as I would like to be. The bastard is an infamous counterfeiter, specializing in fake jewels. Particularly diamonds. I met him years ago after I just started out my… passion for collecting precious gemstones. He sold me some nice diamonds the first few times, but then he came back again, and the ‘diamonds’ he brought were all fakes. He denied it of course. Then I ate his ‘diamonds’ to prove to him that they were all fakes.

Willow: Oh, so eating fake diamonds is not a recent habit you’ve developed. I thought it was just for show.

Jaune: Well, yeah it kinda is. I mean what better way to prove if a diamond is a fake?

Winter: Do you often eat precious stones?

Jaune: No, I tend to eat, Dust more so then cubic zirconia, and the like. That’s why I was belching fire earlier, Weiss fead me some, SDC Dust that made me sick to my stomach. Jacques is such a cheap bastard…

Winter: Wait, you eat, Dust?!

Willow: And, what does my husband have to do with that?

Jaune: Okay, one box left to examine!

Jaune simply ignored the ladies questions as he took out the last box. It was a seven inch cube box covered in various locking mechanisms that, Jaune was quite intrigued on opening it himself. But, in the pursuit of time he just handed it over to, Willow who opened it herself. And, upon it’s opening, Jaune beheld a beautiful sight. The one diamond he had been hoping to see for ages.

The famous, Schnee Diamond.

The diamond was cut into an orb with a with a three diameter, roughly making it the same size as your average baseball. It shimmered, and sparkled like a star under the light of his desk lamp. He extended the talons on his hand as he picked it up, and inspected this prized jewel. Turning it over as he marvelled in its beauty.

Willow: …?

Willow: Do you like it, Mr. Arc?

Jaune: …

Willow: Do you like it, Jaune?

Jaune: …

Willow: Jaune!

Jaune: Huw? Oh yeah, It is such a marvellous diamond… I’ve been dreaming of seeing it, holding it within my hands to marvel in its splendour since I first saw photos of it, and I must say those photos do it no justice in its magnificent.

Winter: Are you sure it’s real?

Winter cheekily remarked as, Jaune was lost in the beauty of the diamond in his taloned fingers. Her smile fell as she heard the most beautiful ringing sound she had ever heard as he tapped the diamond with his talon before turning to face her.

Jaune: Hear that? Humans can’t here this sound, most faunas can’t hear it either, but I can. Most diamonds are too small to make this an audible sound for most people to hear it. But, this diamond is big enough for anyone to hear it singing. Only a real diamond can make such beautiful sounds.

Willow: It is such a beautiful sound, I had no idea such sounds can come from a diamond.

Jaune: Only a few bare such elegance… Oh I wish I could have this diamond for myself… But alas, I doubt your open to selling it. Are you…?

Willow: If I was… Hypothetically speaking, how much would it be…?!

Jaune: Three billion Lien.

The duo looked at him astonished at the thought that, that diamond was worth, Three Billion Lein. The sense of unquestionable authority as he stated this didn’t make them question the possibility that he was gaslighting them so he could get it for a fraction of the price.

Willow: Oh my… I… I did not expect that…

Jaune: Didn’t you have it graded before?

Willow: Decades ago, and back then it was nearly a billion lien. But, to imagine the price has gone up that much… it’s unbelievable…

Jaune: It would be the worlds most valuable diamond, but that title was taken away from it a few years back.

Winter: Oh really? What took it’s place?

Jaune: This…

As if appearing from thin air, Jaune held out before the duo a diamond; A diamond cut into a sphere with a diameter of five inches across. Winter’s breath was stolen away as, Willow at the beauty presented before her. She carefully took it from him, fearing the validity of the rumours that he would gut her if she touched it. But, it appeared as if he was offering it to her to hold, so she took it.

She was amazed by its hefty weight, as she saw the light sparkle across it surface. She was amazed when her father showed her the, Schnee diamond, but the splendour of this diamond put it to shame so thoroughly she couldn’t find it in herself to complain about it in the slightest.

Willow: The Translucent Apple… Oh she is absolutely gorgeous~!

Winter: You’re the owner of the world’s largest diamond…?! That makes sense because you’re such a gemstone lover… But wait, where did you pull that out from? Do you just keep it hidden on your person at all times.

Jaune: Not in the shower.

Winter: What?!

Willow: It is truly a marvellous diamond. It was an honour to hold it. Winter, do you perhaps?

Winter: Nnnno, no I wouldn’t. If our family’s diamond is worth three billion, it terrifies me to hold something worth…

Jaune: Five billion Lien.

Winter: Five billion Lien… Wait, what really?!

Jaune: I am not considered one of the richest men in the world for nothing.

Winter: Five billion… And, he just has that up his coats sleeves?!

Willow: Well, it was a pleasure, despite the sheer disappointment of it all, no fault upon you, Jaune. I thank you for grading our families diamonds, and other precious stones.

Jaune: My pleasure… If you want, I can set you up with a jeweller from my company. I can confirm whole heartedly their validity as the genuine article.

Willow: I would appreciate that very much. But, there is something I would like to ask you…

Jaune: That being?

Willow: I heard you were offered gemstones as a dowery of sorts… Does that offer still stand?

Jaune’s burning focus of ingraining the beauty of the, Schnee Diamond upon his mind had finally been broken. Not even offering up the, Translucent Apple for, Willow to marvel at had broken his singular concentration of the diamond within his talon fingers. But, that one question broke him from his stupor like a gunshot to the heart. For he knew all to well what the dowery for this proposal would be.

Jaune: A-Are you offering me this diamond for your daughters hand…?

Willow: Indeed I am.

Winter: Mother no!

Winter exclaimed in shock as she looked at her mother as if she had lost her sanity. And, worry as, Jaune eyed the diamond with a new burning intensity trapped deep within the very depths of his soul.

Jaune: This… This is a priceless family heirloom, you wouldn’t simply give it away for me to accept, Weiss’s hand in marriage would you?

Willow: The diamond would still be in the hands of a, Schnee if you married my daughter, so it wouldn’t be lost. And, I never said anything about you marrying, Weiss now did I?

Willow looked to her eldest child with a smile as, Winter’s voice failed her. She was dumbfounded that this conversation had taken such a drastic turn. Was her mother seriously offering up the family’s prized heirloom for her hand in marriage?!

It was unthinkable. That her mother would do this to her on seemingly a whim. It scared her. But, what truly terrified her was the deafening silence that followed as, Jaune looked between her, and the diamond.

At her, and the diamond.

At her, and the diamond.

At her, and the diamond.

And, then at her, and only her.

Winter gulped in fear at the sudden turn her life was about to make.

[thetreefairy]

Hiya, for your event can i request fantasy au with king gojo with the prompts Sunflower,3,4 platonic yandere. I see you just made a gojo fic so if you don’t wanna write for him can fyodor for bsd replace him? Thanks in advance

I tried to write this with fyodor, but I could not--- so here's gojo, you can request as much Gojo as you want cuz he's my fav in JJK. Reader is related to Gojo in this .

Warnings: manipulation, reader wants to find their parents, parental deaths, gojo is a bit dubious ngl

Sunflower - "I adore you like you are mine."

"Stay with me, or I will make you."

"You are the bird in a golden cage, act like it."

They/them reader

700 rules - 700 masterlist - kofi

King Gojo had little family, and the family that he did have was barely in contact with himp.

At least, until their child came to him, begging for him to help them find their parents. "My sister went missing?" He had asked to the teen infront of him, they had his eyes.

"Yes, as well as my pa." Reader had said with teary eyes. "I beg of you to help me find my parents, your majesty."

"My sister and I don't have a cordial relationships." Gojo said with a small smile, he missed her truly. "But this situation will make us put our differences aside."

Reader looked at him with a bright smile, causing him to grin at them. "And perhaps I will finally get to know (my cousin/niece/nephew)."

The way his posture changed and how his expression, it set off alarm bells in Reader.

Perhaps they should have listened to their mom's warnings about him...

While Gojo had promised Reader that he would search for their parent, he had offered them a place in the palace. Which caused Reader to ask: "Why did ma give up her title?"

"Is it important?" Gojo had asked. "Quite so, I don't wish to be murdered you see." Reader had answered back.

"You have quite the imagination, I would never let my blood be harmed."

While Reader tried to help with the search, they slowly became close with Gojo, they even started to call him uncle. Slowly the court started to treat Reader as the crowns heir.

During Tea time Reader asked about it. "Uncle Satoru, why are people treating me like the crowns heir?"

"Perhaps, because." He started dramatically. "I adore you like you are mine."

Reader chuckled nervously and drank their tea quietly. So this is what their mother meant, as long as their parents are found... His obsessions won't continue.

But the next day, the imperial knights brought two death cerficates to them.

Reader had dropped to their knees and broke down. Their ma and pa were gone. The people who were supposed to be by their side until they were old and gray, the people Reader was supposed to care for as they grow old.

And now they are gone.

Reader had to leave this place, they had to, before their uncle because obsessed. Just like he was with their ma.

But when Reader voiced their desire to leave and bury their parents at their home, Satoru's behavior took a dangerous turn.

'I have been too naïve.' they thought as Satoru grabbed their arms tightly and said: "Stay with me, or I will make you."

"W-what?" Reader had dumbly asked. "You can't do that, uncle."

"I can do what I want, I am the king, and I hold full authority."

"Yes, but imprisonment without a just cause is illegal!" Reader shouted. "Even for the king!"

"Oh, but I have a just cause." Gojo said in a low tone, pulling Reader into a tight hug. "A grieving child cannot make decisions for themselves."

Reader gulped.

"Now can they?"

All they could do was smack his chest, not that he would budge. "awh, darling." He chuckled. "Your grief is making you violent, perhaps you should rest."

He pushed you towards a new room, it was big. It almost felt like the entry to a house.

"Everything you need is here." Satoru whispered in Reader's ear as they cried out. "You'll never need to leave."

With that Satoru left and shut the door, locking it. A maid in the room ran to Reader as they dropped to the ground saying: "Your highness, why don't we take a bath and read a few books. That will surely calm you down."

They had nodded and allowed the maids to do as they pleased. As they whispered praise in Reader's ears.

The only time Reader was allowed out of that room was for their parents funeral.

It seemed like Satoru truly meant for them to never leave. So Reader fought with him every time he came to visit. He told himself: 'They just need to adapt, soon they'll accept their new positions.'

But eventually he broke.

The next time he came to visit he asked: "When will you stop asking such foolish things?"

"When you realize you can't keep me here, I am my own person." Reader had hissed back at him. "No." He spat with venom.

"You are a bird in a golden cage, act like it."

[wingedcupcaketimemachine]

Heyyyy, I saw your requests open and wanna ask for oneshot Zuko x GN!Reader(who is really-really sweet for a firebender), but they're childhood friends(and Zuko had a crush on them) and reader ran away to Earth Kingdom. Then they meet in some village where Reader lives and make something romantic there!

Please and thank you!

Zuko Reuniting With Childhood Friend

Pairing: Zuko x Firebender!GN!Reader

Summary: You and Zuko are childhood friends who grew up together in the Fire Nation.

Warnings: Contain spoilers for some of Zuko's backstory if you haven't seen the show. Also contains badly written kiss scene

Type: Romantic ❤️

A/N: I decided to give the reader a bit of backstory to explain why they fled to the Earth Kingdom. The one shot takes place during season 2 episode 14, "Tales of Ba Sing Se." Hope you enjoy <3

Oneshot starts below cut

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You had been friends with Zuko back when you still lived in the Fire Nation. You had grown up alongside him and his sister, Azula, as your father was on of the Firelord's more trusted generals.

As a young child, you were never very interested in playing games with Azula and her friends. You preferred spending quiet time with Zuko around the palace.

Zuko never understood how he felt about you.. Of course he liked you. The two of you were friends, best friends even. But, did best friends make a fiery red blush rise from your face to the tops of your ears? Did a best friends cause your heart to stop beating every time you got lost in their eyes?

Even now, as his golden eyes met yours, his heart felt as if it would beat out of his chest. He carefully studied you as you sat in the corner of the tea shop. You had changed. Your hair was different, maybe a bit longer than he remembered, and you had swapped out your red Fire Nation clothes for a simple green dress -- an Earth Nation staple. Most notably, your bright eyes had remained the same.

You studied him as well. This Zuko was much different than the boy you knew as a child. His hair was much shorter, and his once warm golden eyes had grown dull. You wondered, how had he ended up in a Ba Sing Se tea shop of all places? After his banishment from the Fire Nation, you weren't sure if you would ever see him again.

"Uncle, we have a problem," said Zuko as he approached his uncle behind the front counter, "Don't look now, but over in the corner table, it's (Y/N)."

Iroh swiftly turned to glance at your table. He recognized you in an instant. His mind was flooded with the memories of you and Zuko growing uo together in the palace.

"Uncle!" Zuko scolds, "Didn't I say don't look? Now they're gonna know that we're onto them."

Before Iroh could respond, you walked up to the counter with a small bag of coins in hand.

"Thank you for the tea, Zuko," you said politely, "And you too general Iroh."

Zuko felt heat rise to his ears. He had always though you were pretty, and seeing you up close was starting to make him a but flustered. "But why?" he thought to himself. Were friends supposed to think of each other that way?

"You're welcome," said Zuko with red checks, "But you can't call us that here. I go by Lee. And my uncle is called Mushi"

"Sorry!" you said quickly, as your face flushed with embarrassment, "I didn't even think that you would go by different names here. Speaking of which, what are you doing here anyway?"

"Well," Zuko said, "It's not really something we can discuss here."

"My nephew is right!" Iroh said, jumping back into the conversation, "Why don't the two of you go out tonight and discuss how both of you came to be in Ba Sing Se?"

At Iroh's suggestion, Zuko turned even redder, if possible.

"I like that idea," you said shyly before turning back to Zuko, "I know a restaurant in the city if you'd like to go there."

"Yeah..that sounds...nice," Zuko said quietly, "I can meet you in front of the tea shop tonight."

"Yeah," you said with a grin, "See you tonight."

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After it had gotten dark, you stood outside of the tea shop waiting for Zuko. As you waited, you began to hear muffled voices from inside the shop.

"i'm not so sure about this, Uncle," said Zuko hesitantly "What if they end up hating me after I tell them. I don't want to lose them again."

"Do not worry Zuko. They have a god heart, and so do you. Now get going. You're going to be late."

"Hi," you said as Zuko walked out of the tea shop, "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," said Zuko, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, "Lead the way."

The two of you walked in an uncomfortable silence. The tension between you could be cut with a knife. After a brief walk, which somehow felt so much longer than the short 10 minutes, you came to a stop outside of a small restaurant.

"This is it," you said awkwardly, "Do you wanna go find a table?"

"Sure," said Zuko, before you fell into another uncomfortable silence.

"So," you said after you had settled in your seats, "What are you doing here in Ba Sing Se anyway? I thought you were looking for the avatar."

"I am!" Zuko said quickly, "But Uncle and I got a bit sidetracked. Azula's after us."

Your eyes widened in shock.

"Azula? But what could she want from you? She's already next in line to become firelord."

"My father," said Zuko quietly, "He sent her after me and the avatar. He doesn't seem to think my efforts to capture him are good enough."

"Of course," you said in a rare burst of anger, "I should have known your father would do anything to prevent you from returning to the Fire Nation. That's part of the reason I left, you know."

"Really?" said Zuko curiously.

He had always wondered what made you leave the Fire Nation. Although he had already been banished at that time, he had heard through letters from the Fire Nation that you had run away shortly after his father sent him to find the avatar. Selfishly, he couldn't help but think that you had left for him.

"I never really agreed with the Fire Nation's teachings," you said honestly, "I always wondered why we were taught that our way of life was better than everyone else, when, truly, each one of us should be seen as equals. But when your own father challenged you to an Agni Kai, I realized that we really weren't the heroes the Fire Nation said we were. We were the villains. I came out here to try and make a difference. I can't just stand by while our people destroy the world and everyone in it."

Zuko's gaze met you eyes and he saw the many emotions swirling inside of them. Most importantly the fiery determination that he hadn't seen since childhood. As your words sank in, he though about how he and his uncle had ended up in the city. Unlike you, who, through your unwavering need to help others, had worked the make life easier for the people whose life had been torn apart by the Fire Nation, he had spent the better part of a month terrorizing innocent towns on his hunt for the avatar.

"I always wished I could be more like you, you know," Zuko said ashamed, "I always thought I was doing the right thing by tracking down the avatar, but after seeing all the damage the Fire Nation has caused, maybe I've been doing a lot more harm than good."

You smiled at him before softly cupping his face.

"You're not a bad person, Zuko," you said quietly, "I know there's good in you. You just need someone to help you find it."

You felt Zuko's skin burn under your touch, as you look into his golden eyes, which are filled with hesitation. As you leaned closer, you could hear Zuko's breath hitch as his breath caught in his throat. Zuko began to lean in, hoping you couldn't hear his heart beating at a thousand miles an hour.

Your lips finally connected, for a brief second, before you pulled apart, faces flushed.

"You, know," Zuko said quietly, "I missed you a lot after I left the Fire Nation."

You smiled softly.

"So did I," you said before gently pulling him into another kiss.

[kenandeliza]

A Marvel Family Fantasy AU

A few days ago, I randomly dreamt of Drawing Billy and Tawny in a fantasy setting.

Billy was this kid wizard and Tawny was his companion (or an animal to ride on like a horse)

Then it got me thinking, maybe in this setting, Mary could be someone of high status in this fantasy setting (since she's in a rich family in the golden age comics)

I'm inclined to think Freddy would be a captain of a ship for irony-sake but I have a feeling pirates and fantasy settings don't match well?

It's just funny for me to think of him with a peg leg xD

After further discussion with @the-brash-spud :

Warning: Too many text :>

These are the ideas we have so far (if there are quotation marks, those ideas belonged to @the-brash-spud ):

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Maybe Billy and Mary were prince and princess separated by birth, (i'm not sure if its a kidnapping or the baby got lost on his own) but the wizard founded billy and trained him.

At the ripe age of (insert young age below a teenager's), The wizard decided to grant him the power of shazam to turn him into the world's mightiest Wizard!

Captain Marvel!

Wizard dies and then Billy and Tawny have adventures together, maybe helping people along the way (maybe somehow found out that Mary is his sister :p idk)

“ I think you could go angst if you made the wizard get brutally hurt in a battle to protect Billy and the rock of eternity so in a last ditch effort he transports the rock to its own pocket of existence and then giving Billy powers of shazam because its as ready as he'll be able to make the kid :) and it's his last effort for Billy to be protected even if he has to do so himself because he has failed :)) made Billy cry as Wizard turns into dust in Billy’s hands :)))”

—

Uncle marvel can be a con-man/thief who took pity on Billy or realiz, teaching Billy that the world isn't always honest and he's like, "Billy, don't always give money to the poor on the streets, sometimes they faked their illness to be lazy”

" Billy: "The man in the shadowy corner needs my help."

Uncle: "No, the hell he doesn't!”"

—-

How Billy Met Freddy

Billy probably met Freddy in a bar fight. How did the kid get into a bar?

Billy looked at the man exiting the pub with a bottle.

Billy: Ohh! So this is where you get refreshments here! I wonder If they have enough Milk for Tawny..

Pub sign written NO KIDS ALLOWED!"

*Billy can only read magic scrolls and not regular alphabet*

Cue him meeting Freddy (who's armwrestling with one of the people there)

(Insert Bar fight for some reason because The child decided to drink a white cocktail thinking it was milk and the fact that Billy is a Kid)

“Freddie is definitely that kid having his ass thrown out of the bar/pub/inn”

I'd like to think he and his brother are a team, prolly sailed a ship together.

“Yes, they target slave ships. Unless you wanna go different routes. Then, he is focused on certain nations' flags that have a whole lot of red in them

Also, he goes to the bars just to start bar fights over drunks being mean/nasty to the landlady. The landlady doesn't appreciate it bc now she has a broken table and four broken chairs”

Freddy faces the Captain Nazi equivalent of a pirate [Captain Arian? Like Aryan?] XD, Freddy lost his leg the same way, from his encounter with Captain Arian.

Kit (probably a necromancer or a ghost who's cursed to be bound in the ship Freddy's in, making Freddy more attached to the ship) can still summon crewmembers.

Maybe they both meet mary during the birthday ceremony parade

Maybe Mary snuck off from her family (disguise herself as a regular girl, i know, generic plot) and then meet Billy accidentally

Billy: It's my birthday today!

Mary: What a coincidence! It's mine too!

The-brash-spud: “Billy, in his innocence, thinks ,"There must be something to us sharing birthdays!" While Freddy calls him stupid, Billy tries to get a look at the princes and then cue the lung-fu panda rocket incident, but maybe something else more fitting with Freddy being pulled along”

On an unrelated note, i think Billy knew about Freddy's peg legafter either a pirate slashed it clean and Freddy just used it to bonk his head.

Billy is still screaming from the shock and immediately casted healing spells (i'd like to think everything about billy is lightning based- so yes getting struck by lightning is a healing spell for him :D) Freddy got shocked lmao

And what about boarding Tawny on the ship?

Billy:"Please???"

Freddy: "I'm not letting a tiger into my ship."

Kit who absolutely adores animals: "YES"

Freddy:"NO!”

Kit:" Does he love belly rubs??"

Billy:" yes but you have to ask him politely for his permission-”

Freddy rolled his eyes, realizing he has to clean cat fur everyday off from the furnitures.

___

How did Mary, a royalty tag along with a kid wizard and a pirate?

“Yeah, I guess forced separation would work better. Hell, go with a scenario that will allow them to have Mary with the parents' blessings as long as she's kept safe (she isn't, but that's because she is the danger herself)”

Mary and Billy: "Yay adventure"

Freddy: "Oh great, now I have to take care of two kids and a tiger in my ship!?"

*Freddy looking at Kit and the kids + a tiger playing together, kit seems happy*

Freddy: "...i guess it's alright..”

___

How Freddy and Mary found out about the wizard?

“Hmmmm, maybe Billy takes them to the rock because they were in a pickle, and unforeseen effects happen?

They got surrounded maybe?

Also I can see the aftermath

"You were raised by THE Wizard!? THE Wizard?! A Wizard of legends so often told he is recognisable even if his name was lost?!"

"Oh, his name is Shazam-" *BANG*”

____

Hopefully i could draw these AU ideas, I don't plan on making this into a story, i just like the concept that my dream gave my a few days ago and I’m just expanding it. Sorry for too many text xD

I don't mind if you want to add something to this silly lil AU, It's just a fun thing for me to do :p

[blue-slxt]

Oldest Children

A/N: Just a quick little fluff blurb that I wrote a while back and I think it's kinda cute. So hopefully you guys like it too. This is just a quick little post until I get the first part of the next series up later this week.

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Metkayina!Reader

Warnings: Just fluff

Word Count: 800

Summary: You are the oldest daughter of Tonowari and Ronal and the responsibility of training the Sully kids falls on you and your siblings. You and Neteyam end up bonding over your roles as the oldest children of your families.

It had been about 2 weeks since the Sully family arrived on your shores. You had always heard tales of the Toruk Makto and his legendary triumphs against the sky people. No one ever thought he and his family would come to seek uturu, but given the circumstances, it was understandable. It was the safest option.

As the eldest daughter of Tonowari, you and your siblings were tasked with helping the children learn your ways of life. Teaching them how to properly breathe and ride ilu and hunt.

Even though it felt like a burden, you couldn’t help but take an interest in the family and how different your ways were. In particular, when they arrived, one of them caught your eye. When you and your sister emerged from the sea to see the commotion, you noticed her locking eyes with the younger boy in the family. You instantly knew she had taken a liking to him. It almost made you miss the glance the older boy gave you. He gave you a small smile and nod and you look away smiling to yourself.

It was a big adjustment for everyone and Ao’nung making fun of the kids definitely didn’t help the situation. After some time, and many stern talks, he backed off some.

You sit on the beach with Neteyam, the oldest of the Sully kids, and you trade stories about the forest and the sea. You both bonded quickly during the lessons since you were both the eldest of your families. You could relate to one another.

You sat cross legged in front of him, “hold up your hand”. He does as you ask and you place your hand on his looking at the differences. You take note of how much bigger his hand is than yours, but it was much thinner. Not adapted for swimming efficiently like yours was. And the color, the contrast of his darker blue skin against your aquamarine was striking. “Wow.”

You sit looking at his hand that dwarfs yours, but Neteyam is looking at your face of wonder. Your eyes lock onto his and he threads his fingers through yours. It feels like time stops. His big golden eyes are overwhelming. You clear your throat and drop your gaze, pulling your hand back into your lap. “So, tell me more. How are you settling in here? I know it is much different from what you are used to.”

Neteyam leans back on his hands and turns his face up to the sky. “I like it here, but of course, I miss the forest. But I have to hold it together for my siblings. It is important for me to set an example for them so that they can adjust here too.”

“That makes sense” you think out loud. “It’s hard being the oldest child. Having to be there for everyone else and live up to your parents’ expectations all the time, it’s draining. Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I were just one of the people.”

He shifts his gaze to look at you and cocks his head to the side. “What would you do? What do you want for yourself?”

The sounds of the waves crashing on the shore fill your mind as you try to picture your ideal life free of the burden that came with your lineage. “I would live a quiet, domestic life. I would mate with a strong warrior who would protect me and we would have lots of children.” The image is serene and it makes you sigh with content. Your attention is brought back to Neteyam when he grabs your hand. His eyes are narrowed on your face, but they are still so soft.

He leans in closer to your face and your breathing is getting heavier.

“If there were such a man who wanted to give you that life, would you have him?” You swallow the lump that’s formed in your throat and grip his hand back.

“In a heartbeat.”

He shoots you a quick smile flashing his fangs and it makes you feel like you could just melt. Before another word can be spoken between you, his name is being called in the distance.

“Neteyam! Dad says it’s time to come in!” it’s Tuk jumping up and down yelling from far down the beach. You both turn to look in her direction and you breathe a small sigh of relief at the broken tension.

While your attention is still turned in the direction of where the young child just was, Neteyam leans in and places one small kiss on your cheek. Your ears shoot up and your face is a deep purple. You touch the spot he just kissed still feeling the warmth while you watch him stand from his place in the sand and walk towards his little sister.

This boy was going to be the death of you.  

[funhouse-mirror-barbie]

So I actually really enjoyed the little HB short with Millie and Sallie Mae.

I thought it was cute and it was breath of fresh spring air to get some scenes with JUST woman characters interacting and talking about their relationship.

That said, after watching, it just made me realize how much I want an ACTUAL episode exploring Millie and her background.

At the end of the short we get that brief conversation about Sallie Mae seeming to feel left behind when Millie moved to the city, and that honestly should have been the plot of the harvest moon festival imo.

Little reimagining of how Harvest Moon Festival could have used the basic premise/conflict in Hell’s Belles to develope Millie more and give us a better insight into her character. (Also after typing all of this out I realized I misspelled Sallie May’s name, and I’m too tired to go back and fix it please do not bully me rip 😭🪦)

So, Instead of having Moxxie compete with striker, what if we’d learned that Millie left home because she had an inferiority complex due to constantly being compared to Sally Mae, who could be the “golden child” of the family.

Maybe Sally Mae and Millie have always had a really fierce sibling rivalry, and Millie has struggled a lot with measuring up to her sister.

Striker could be not only the new farmhand, but Sally Mae’s new boyfriend. Instead of the conflict being Moxxie’s feelings of inferiority to Striker, further tension could come from Millie being upset that her parents are so accepting of Sally Mae’s partner while not approving of her’s.

Millie could be the one to find Striker’s assassin gear, and Striker manages to knock her out like he did Moxxie. Instead of Moxxie stabbing Striker like Millie did in the actual episode, it’s Sally Mae who catches Striker and stabs him to try and save her sister. The way this could be set up could also be a nice establishing character moment for Sally Mae—she’s dating Striker, but the moment she sees her sister in danger she doesn’t hesitate to try and save her sister.

Striker throws Sallie Mae and Millie into the basement, and Sallie Mae is the one to get her leg in the bear trap.

They have a sister heart to heart, where Millie expresses her frustration for not being able to take Striker out on her own and feeling like she’s always been in Sallie Mae’s shadow.

Sallie Mae could then reveal that she’s always been jealous of Millie for being her own person and going against their parent’s wishes by striking out on her own moving to Imp City. Maybe Sally Mae has always been afraid of disappointing their parents, but wishes she could also leave the farm. Or Idk, maybe she’s always been the “golden child” because she’s been trying to impress Millie, and not their parents, because she admires her sister. There’s a lot of different sibling rivalry/insecurity conflicts and dynamics that could be used here.

The main point is that they come to an understanding in the basement, Sallie Mae gives Millie a pep talk and lets her know that she can do this and take down Striker.

Millie escapes the basement and the episode plays out like it does in the actual show. Instead of Millie getting talked down to her parents at the end, it’s Sally Mae, and when they criticize Sally Mae for getting hurt and try to praise Millie for getting out of the basement and chasing Striker away with Blitzø, Millie stands up for herself and her sister, stopping her parents from pitting the siblings against each other like they did in the past.

The sisters leave on good terms and the day is saved or whatever. They hug goodbye, and promise to stay in touch more and visit soon.

This could potentially help set up the idea of Millie having an inferiority complex and struggling with not believing she’s important that, in my opinion, comes out of absolutely nowhere in “Unhappy Campers”. If it’s established early that Millie has always struggled with feeling less-than in comparison to Sallie Mae and her siblings, it makes a lot more sense that she’d be so excited with the attention she receives in Unhappy Campers. And that she’d be extra upset by Moxxie’s lack of support.

Also for anyone asking “what about moxxie” idk. helluva boss loves their b and c plots so maybe there could be a slapstick bit where Millie’s brothers keep trying to wrestle Moxxie, so Moxxie is always hiding from them or getting tackled by them. Or maybe Moxxie could be really excited to try and bond with Millie’s family and get to know them more, so he keeps trying to connect with them in different awkward ways. Whatever. This is Millie’s episode now, I don’t care what moxxie does.

This is a very very basic re-imagining, and it’s definitely been done before and can be cliche. I want to make it really really clear that I’m NOT writing this out as a “fix-it”.

More of just a “what-if” and wishing about what may have been in terms of Millie getting more character development in the show proper, instead of getting a tiny bit of development and background info in a 5 minute short.

It’s just a shame because I’d love to have more concrete development for Millie. The short gave us a LITTLE insight into her and Sallie May’s characters, but it feels like we’re still being given crumbs about who Millie is as a character after a season and a half.

We should know more about her by now other than “likes violence/is good at fighting” and “is cheerful”. And also feels unimportant sometimes even thought she’d never given any indication that she’d ever struggled with that before.

Also I don’t think the voice direction for Sally Mae was done well. I liked her voice in “Harvest Moon” but it felt like the voice actress was struggling with keeping the southern accent in tact + sounding natural.

Overall, I did really like the short, but it also made me kind of sad for what could have been in terms of giving Millie more of the spotlight.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I (33, f) the asshole for bringing up a childhood story that made my cousin (36, f) uncomfortable in front of others?

Obviously based on the title alone, I'm an asshole, but I think I might be justified and would like a second opinion.... thanks!

So a little back story for context....I love my cousin. I truly do. We all grew up together so all of us are more like sisters than cousins. my cousin is beautiful, loud, and boisterous. She's loves to get attention and will try to get it anywhere she can. She posts on FB multiple times a day about her job, kids, or relationship. She's the golden child and she tries her hardest to live up to that reputation. She's the type of person who will get out of her car after a good song dancing and singing at the top of her lungs, especially if there are other people around to watch her, much to her kids dismay lol. She just knows how to have a good time and I honestly love that about her. I tend to be more reserved and relaxed, so I get a kick out of our differences.

But with that, she tends to be.... disingenuous... when someone steals the spot light from her, even when it's unintentional (which is the majority of the time, like they will just be sharing a story from work or something). She will act unbothered by it, but then her attitude will totally change. she will be fake nice and then bring up something that will make the person either embarrassed or want to retreat... then go right back to being content when the attention is back on her again. She does it so often, I kind of expect it to happen every time we hang out.

So here's the part where I may be the asshole... we're at a playzone for one of our other cousins kids' birthday and we're in a good handful sized group of adults chit chatting. A few people I've never met before but she knows them and we were all getting along just fine.

People tend to naturally be drawn to me because I try to be open and get along with most people, so I've been on the receiving end of my cousin's attitude a handful of times and this was one of those times lol. I'm typically not bothered by it because I'm a pretty confident person for the most part and I know my cousin well enough not to take it personally, but this time annoyed me because this is now the 5th time she's bringing this story up. It was like she didn't get the reaction out of me that she wanted the first 4 times, so now she really needed to land it this time. So I gave her a reaction....

A few minutes before I was sharing a story that the others were impressed by, I guess, but we moved on from it and I didn't think any more of it. Then while we were all talking, I believe I excused myself because I let out a small burp. So she goes, loudly so the group can hear, "do you remember when you were 6 and you were crying to your dad because your butt was itchy and you wanted him to scratch it? I don't know why, but your burp reminded me of that". So I'm like "ok? So?" Kids cry for stupid shit all the time and I was a stupid kid lmao. So I brushed it off but she decided to keep pushing it! And was like "yeah you were crying because you didn't want to scratch your ass and you sat there crying until it went away"

I was and still am unbothered by the story she brought up but I was more than a bit annoyed that she wouldnt let it go, so without much thinking I said "no I don't remember that as clearly as you do.... But I do remember my sister slapping the fuck out of you for saying something racist (we're half Asian) and out of pocket. Then you cried to your mama then she told your mom that you were lucky that all you got was a slap to the face... do you remember that?" She went ghost white, looked around the group and said "family is funny like that, huh?"

So am I the asshole for bringing up a story that made my cousin uncomfortable?

What are these acronyms?

[ryin-silverfish]

On Erlang's mom, Lotus Lantern, and a neat little discovery

"Erlang's mom is Yaoji, JE's sister."

You can see that statement in literally every JTTW + adjacent fandom, both Chinese and English. Personally, it isn't as annoying as the "Nvwa is JE's daughter" thing, but does get a little tiring when everyone and their mother takes it as actual mythos.

So, in this post, I'll do a bit of digging, and trace the evolutionary trajectory of that claim.

Reading my Lotus Lantern Summaries first will be quite helpful, but if you haven't, I'll be linking to these posts when they become relevant.

The Start of It All

-As far as I know, JTTW novel is the first textual source that said "Erlang is JE's nephew". Specifically, in SWK's pre-battle taunts, he commented that "Hey, I heard JE's sister got chummy with Yang the mortal and gave birth to a son, is that you?" (JTTW Chapter 6)

-The same chapter also mentions that Erlang cleaved open the Peach Mountain to save his mom, implying she was imprisoned as a punishment for her forbidden relationship.

-The other roughly contemporary source, the Precious Scroll of Erlang, expanded on that story: here, Erlang's mom is Lady Yunhua (云花, literally "Cloud-Flower"), part of a trio of three sisters born of "Father Cloud" and "Mother Rain", who embodied the "Three Flowers", a Daoist internal alchemy jargon.

-She is also mentioned to be an immortal maiden of the Dipper-Ox Palace, where Queen Mother of the West resided. Erlang's dad, Yang Tianyou, is the incarnate of a "Golden Boy" acolyte, and they pretty much got insta-married after Yunhua revealed her true identity.

-In the Precious Scroll, Erlang's mom was also put under a mountain by SWK, and he went to QMoW to ask for his mother's whereabouts, pulling off the "carrying the mountains & chasing the suns" stunt on his way to rescue her.

-Pretty different from what you know, right? Here, Erlang was an only child, his mother was never explicitly said to be imprisoned under a mountain by JE's orders, and his father wasn't a run-of-the-mill mortal either.

-So what changed?

Erlang in the Premodern Lotus Lantern stories

-Well, the Lotus Lantern story cycle happened, and Erlang's own mom-saving story got copied over to his nephew Chenxiang.

-However, in all except one iteration of the Lotus Lantern tales, Erlang's parentage was never stated: this iteration is what I called Lotus Lantern 2.0, in which Erlang's own mom-saving story was canon too.

-It did leave out the "SWK put his mom under a mountain" part, though, despite lifting the name Yang Tianyou (and Lady Yunhua too, though her name in this story was Yuntai, "Cloud-Terrace") from the Precious Scroll.

-Similarly, the Lady of Mt. Hua/San Shengmu in all but one iteration of these stories wasn't punished by the Celestial Host, and Erlang putting her under a mountain was entirely his personal decision.

-In the one story that did, it was because she had whipped up a storm and ruined the mortals' crops while she was going after Liu the scholar.

-In fact, in all these pre-modern Lotus Lantern stories, San Shengmu and Liu's relationship was greenlit + Divinely Ordained by the Celestial Host.

The One TV Series to Change it All

-Yep, it's my childhood memory, the 2000s Lotus Lantern + Prequel shows that started the "Erlang's mom was Yaoji" thing!

-Here, she fell in love with the mortal Yang Tianyou after he sacrificed his own heart to save her, Erlang had an older brother named Yang Jiao who was killed together with his father on JE's orders, who also killed Yaoji via exposure to the Ten Suns after her release.

-That last part was probably inspired by the story of Nv Chou in the Books of Mountains and Seas, who was...this random sorceress/witch that got scorched to death by the Ten Suns.

-For a long time, I thought this was it: Erlang's mom being Yaoji was something the show-writers just pulled out of thin air, and entirely their original invention.

-Then I came across this little tidbit in Vol. 3 of the Tang dynasty text, 墉城集仙录...

-Translation: "Lady Yunhua was the 23th daughter of QMoW and the sister of Lady Wang of Taizhen, and her name is Yaoji."

-The last character, 华, is different from the 花 of Yunhua in the Precious Scroll story, but these two characters could often be used interchangeably.

-It must also be noted that the similar name/title is just a coincidence, and mythos-wise, Yaoji's legends never converged with Erlang's mom-saving story at all.

-But yeah, the Lotus Lantern + Prequel show writers probably saw the two names, went "Won't it be neat if we merge them into a single character?", and thus the most influential "urban legend" of Chinese mythos/folklore was born.

(Honestly, with the way myths and folklore evolve, maybe this version of the story would become canonized too after a hundred years or so!)

Edit: Check out the comments——@fate-magical-girls has informed me that the "Erlang's mom being Yaoji" thing had an earlier origin in the 1987 Teochew opera 三姐下凡!

Seems like Lotus Lantern Prequel has taken a lot more inspirations from said opera, aside from that bit: Erlang's three-pronged, double-bladed spear being a three-headed flood dragon he subdued, for example.

[gamerbearmira]

Orchids and Lilies might be my new favorite AU and I need more of it now (please). I don't know if you already have any ideas for this AU, but I kinda took it and ran with it, so here ya go. It can be all about how Isabela realizes how awful she was to Mirabel and her slowly fixing that relationship one step at a time while also slowly creeping out of that senorita perfecta box, maybe even leading up to the events of the film and Isabela helping Mirabel save the miracle. It'd be really fun to see that, especially how differently the scenes with Bruno would go, I imagine some of the cracks inside Casita's walls would slowly fade as Isabela and Mirabel fix their relationship and Bruno might make that connection, maybe Isabela would even be a part of the original vision, standing next to Mira, with the vision not only showing a cracked Casita but a crack between the sisters. OH! and I've got the perfect idea for what Bruno's second vision would show, it would show Dolores! The girls will talk with Dolores who will admit she loves Mariano, and Isabela will admit she doesn't want to marry him, leading to Dolores having that "what else can I do" moment as she realizes her dreams aren't impossible, I imagine she'd go wild in her own way, detailing all of her romantic fantasies, it'd be so much fun. And yeah, Isabela would still be courting Mariano, the proposal dinner still happens too, she hasn't completely broken out of her golden child role, Mirabel may or may not know about how Isabela really feels.

YEAHHHHHH I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT GRAHHHHHG 🦅🦅

Honestly I'd love to give more, but this was sort of an idea I had festering in my drafts and randomly decided to finally draw for 😭 I didn't get very far, at least not past the points in the post.

BUT YOUR IDEAS ARE SO COOL❗❗ I definitely did imagine and want them to get closer and make up, like I said, it's essentially a canon divergent; a "what-if" for what would happen if they made up soon in a way??? Anyway, they def pull up to Luisa too, she's not a major focus but they figure it out pretty fast. If they got problems, Lord knows the others do too 😭😭 anyway, I think Mirabel might have an idea on how Isabela feels and pieces it together, pretty quickly, idk

Anyway, yes!!! Dolores!!!! I do also agree that Isabela hasn't completely broken out of the mold. Not quite. But you know, it does help that Dolores does confess. How she goes wild I have no idea yet 🤓☝ but maybe they do try and come up with a plan to either stall or cancel the dinner or mess it up somehow without anyone getting in trouble. You know making it seem like an accident.

Silly idea that since Luisa's problem might be resolved earlier, it could go to Camilo cause. Where's harm in focusing on the warm siblings. Antonio's fine lmao but. Idk Camilo feels like he's always seen as another person and not himself??? Like people always ask him to use his gift to be someone else but not him and he just wants to be him. Bro needs to drop the mask and be straightforward 👹👹👹

This is low effort but 🌚

[autumnvine]

Poison Apple

A/N this is just a short drabble if you like, of Loki as a child meeting someone with a different type of magic. It's based from a little of Snow White, a little part of Norse Mythology and the spells are from a witches spell book I had ordered a few days ago that came just in time for Halloween.... hence a drabble, as I don't have time to write a full fiction. However if anyone want to reblog and continue the story you are more then welcome, together everyone can add a part each. But no worries if not.

Loki was running through the garden himself, running and bumping into a child, simmilar height to him.

"I know who you are, you're the witch aren't you?""

"Please don't be affraid of me" she replied

Nodding shyly to the God himself, "You have magic, like me, I can sense it."

"How did you know that?"

"I  can feel it, in my head, I can feel your power, you have quite alot of it you know, you are rather lucky"

"What sort of magic do you do witch? Are you as powerful as me? Can you teleport like this?" Loki vanished from infront of you and tapped your choulder behind you

"I'll show you, but you mustnt tell anyone Loki ,do you pinky  promise because I was taught to hide my book, promise you won't tell your mother?"

"I pinky promise"

The two friends locked their pinkys and nodded, running through the palace, down the golden halls, through the rose bushes, across the hidden bridge over the lake, down through the forrest, into a cottage hidden amongst the trees.

"This is my house Loki, your my friend you can come in"

Little Loki stepped inside, looking around his frineds home to be able to see the size of it, poor kid was so confused, his friends home was but one room, a mattres on the floor, a seat in the corner, and right in the middle was a table, full of bottles, potions, antidotes, poisons, and creatures.

"Now this!" Avani lifted the heavy book from the cupboard onto the table "This is my magic! I cast spells, I can summon deamons, I can heal the weak, I can conjure the wicked. I canbringdeath upon those of the enemy, slowly and painfully."

Little Loki grew amazed at his friends book, "I wish I had a book like this, can I read it?"

"Of course! But you mustn't say the spell aloud alright"

Loki opened the first page,

"Book of Shadows - 1693"

"Loki I said don't read it aloud!"

"Right"

"Hear now the words of witches, The secrets we hid in the night, The oldest of Gods are involked here. The great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour. I call upon an ancient power. Bring your power to the sister here, I want the power, Give me the power.

A true witch is a good witch, they follow the wiccan code. And it harm none, do what ye' will, If a witch violates the wiccan code they become a warlock, regardless of gender, Warlocks have but one goal. To kill good witches and obtain their power"

"Avani is this a real book? Are you really a witch? or are you a warlock?"

"Loki I'm your friend, I'm a good witch, I've never hurt anyone with my magic.And yes it's real, this book has been passed down through my generation of witches before me"

Loki continued to read each page:

Herbs

"Apples can be used for spells of love, and healing. The core of the fruit forms a natural pentagram.

Cardamon, can you used for love and lust

Mandarake is the most magical of the herbs, root is the deadliest herb.

Sage will protect and wish magic.

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"WOW avani can you really do an exorcism in this book?"

"Yes Loki, but there has to be a bad deamon for it to work."

"Can we summon one?"

"No, absolutely not Loki, I'm not strong enough to defeate it."

Flicking through the pages, "Oh Loki stop I can show you this one, are you ready?" little Loki was so excited

Avani took a blue candle from the tob shelf, closed her eyes and began to chant

"As flame lights shadow,And truth ends fear, Open locked thoughts to minds willing ear. Maya the smoke from this candle into everywhere creep. Bringing innermost voices to my mind in speech."

"Did it work? " Little Loki asked, Avani smilled and waited in anticipation

"Avani your so cool, I wish I had a book , I wish I met you sooner, my mother would love to see this place, I must bring her here, Avani you must show her. My mother is a witch. I wasn't suppost to say that tho, she is a really good witch one time i turned myself into a snake bit, befrended Thor, then bit him, i thought it rather funny, but he didn't. My mother knew straight away what I had done. Theres also an eight legged horse hidden down in our dungeon, he's my friend, I called him Sleipnir, but I wasn't supposed to say that. Avani what spell was that?"

"I can hear your secret thought Loki, you can't stop but share your secrets with me"

"You know I turn blue, I've never showed you before, and I didnt mean to tell you that, but I can turn blue like a little smurf and my eyes are red. Am I in that big book of yours? I'm not a witch, my magic isn't good, i trick people. Wait am I a warlock? Am i supposed to take your magic? I don't want it, your my friend."

As Loki continued to share his secrets until the spell worn off he fturned the pages of the young witches book, alost half way through it.

"Hey! Look that's me! I'm in your book Avani" Loki was so excited, it showed a picture of Laufey, King of the frost giants.

"Jotun. A frost giant It is believed that Ragnarök, the destruction of this world and the beginning of a new one, would be brought about by a final battle between gods and giants."

As the spell worn off Loki looked at Avani's book in horror, "I am the end of days? The final battle between Gods and giants, thats me. I am Loki frost giant of jotunhein, God of Mischief. I don't want to bring about end of days and world destruction."

"Loki don't believe everything in here, it also speaks of Vampires, guardians, whitelighters, guardian angles, and world peace. Our world is at peace Loki, you are not end of days, don't be scared. Now do you want to help me make a potion? We need two dropps of dragons breath, a stick of holly, a dash of pixi hair, and a smallamount of snake venom into the pot. Don't touch it, or it will hurt you but watch this.!" Avani dropped a fresh apple into the pot, her and Loki peaking over the edge to see what was happening, the bubbles foaming and frothing, the ingredients creating a black thick liquid, seeping into the apple. it's cherry red skin draining of it's colour, urning into a deep green.

"This Loki is poison apple. You can't eat it,  this was the only thing I have atually remembered without the book, because a witch who can't make a poison apple, are you even a witch at all?"

Loki used his magic to lift the apple from the pot, and placing it on the table.

"Avani are you sure it worked? It just went back to red, you didn't do it right"

"Loki it did work you just can't see it"

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[imagionationstation]

I expanded a bit on the separated au with Shinigami. Here’s extra if you care. I’d love to have your help in expanding this more…if you want to help. No pressure

But here’s basic stuff from my notes app

All turtles are 16 y/o. Leo, and Mikey are raised by Splinter. Raph is raised by Casey’s family. Donnie is raised by Shredder, than later “kidnapped” and raised by Shinigami. 

While exploring the sewers together, Raph and Donatello were swept up by a flood or something and were separated. Raph is found by Casey’s family after they thought it was hurt and lost child. Donnie is found by Shredder.

Shredder over works Donnie, with both his tech stuff as well as training. He’s also juts an asshole. Shinigami becomes Karai’s friend and sees how Shredder is treating Donnie and sneaks him home with her. Karai is distraught and betrayed that her friend took her brother. But Donnie left willingly and is doing great with Shinigami’s family. He’s even taught Magic by them.

After learning about the (idk) Donnie and Shinigami return to NYC where they meet Splinter, Leo, Mikey, April, Casey and Raph (who has already been told what happened and all that). 

Donnie begins staying with Splinter and everyone though he does visit Shinigami (‘s family) quite often or at least he video calls. 

He helps them fight Shredder, but tends to struggle when fighting karai (as he still typically sees her as his sister, though estrange). 

B-days and zodiac: (I chose random dates. Idk remember when their actual b-day is)

Leo - February 10th - Aquarius

Raph - April 2nd - Aries

Donnie - August 13th - Leo 

Mikey - October 11th - Libra

Turtle Species:

Leo - Red-Bellied Cooter

Raph - Red-Eared Slider

Donnie - Red-Eared Slider

Mikey - Golden Thread Turtle

Heights:

Leo - 5’4

Raph - 5’4

Donnie - 5’7

Mikey - 5’2

“Donnie begins staying with Splinter” How dare you split up the family. They raised him like their own and Shini made him her familiar and this is the thanks they get? His brothers can be the ones to do videos calls, you monster. /playful /joking

I imagine Shini stays in New York when he does. So she basically just enters the series earlier and makes herself a part of the family. Then Karai sees both of them and is like, “Leo, we cannot be friends until Shini gives him back” and Leo’s just “This is between you two, m’kay, I will do a lot for you but I have no control over that one.”

I love imagining that Donnie can do some of the stuff Shini can do (but she has the natural talent, obvi) like appearing out of nowhere and acting like he’s been standing in the room the whole time (the brothers can’t decide if he transports, is invisible, or something else entirely) and it always catches his brothers off guard.

How on earth did Splinter manage to adopt three different turtle species of the exact same age. Did he do that on purpose? Interrogate the pet store about all their ages to pick-and-choose possible pets? I mean, I know this is an unnecessary line of thought but I’m thinking it anyway.

Casey and Shini tolerate each other. The “my little brother evidently has an extended family that we had no idea about and I’m okay with that as long as the other family remembers that he was mine first” vibes are shared between them and it leads to rooftop conversations and bonding. Shini still won’t teach him magic, tho.

Donnie would die for that cat.

Headcanon lore: He actually almost does.

Other headcanon: Raph has the hardest time getting Donnie to like him until he gets cat toys. She had a hard time adapting to new surroundings and she relaxes for the first time in weeks.

Donnie instantly has a favorite brother.

Donnie: This is my only friend. I love her more than life itself.

Mikey: Oh, neat! Mine tastes better.

Donnie: What.

[hiimweird3]

Random Ethgoesboom head canons

I know I mostly post Sams/laes stuff but damnit Ethgoesboom is a channel that will live in my heart and mind rent free forever so here's head cannons I made at work not all characters though some will have more then others

Everyone: every character who's possessed by a childs spirit lost big parts of their personalities after they were killed and when Afton was confronted by them for the first time he didn't recognize them as the kids he killed at first

Freddy: Freddy sometimes wants to give his microphone to Bonnie Chica and even foxy somedays because he really wants to give them the chance to shine in the spotlight, once when candy tied both of them up Freddy tried calling everyone for help because he wasn’t in the mood react to anything that day but when bonnie foxy and chica came to check on them they just laughed and took pictures before leaving, the big part of Gabriel's personality that got lost after his death was that he was someone who couldn't ever be in the spotlight because he was afraid that people would laugh at him but he would look up to Freddy because of how confident he was so when he possessed Freddy he gained that confidence

Foxy: foxy is banned from playing bored games after he threw the monopoly board and broke the window of the office,the big part of Fritz's personality that was lost was that he was extremely smart when it came to marine biology and would always say if he couldn't be a pirate when he grew up he was at least going to do something involving the sea so he can always be with it had he grow he would've done anything he could to clean the ocean

BB: BB is possessed by the soul of the biological little brother of Fritz so he and foxy are actually siblings and when alive both saw the soul in JJ as a little sister, actually no personality was lost from him because he died extra young so there wasn’t much to lose

Bonnie: Bonnie is banned from playing Uno with foxy for his own safety after he annoyed foxy so much that foxy punched him very hard and broke one of his teeth and to answer the question they both lost to cupcake and had to make Chica and cupcake pizza for a week, the big part of Jeremy's personality that was lost is that he was very much a fighter yes he was a comedic child but pick on his friends and family and he will break your nose (yes this is based on the theory that Jeremy died fighting)

You’re probably thinking that chica is next but I believe in saving the best for last so she will be last, love you chica :3 💛

Golden Freddy: Goldie has dreams of if he and everyone were never killed by Afton and sometimes he would wake up crying because of how much he wished it was real, Goldie also had nightmares of not being able to protect everyone from the nightmares or springtrap (I have honestly no idea what part of his soul’s personality would be lost since idk if eth’s doing the two soul theory or not so unfortunately he won’t have that part puppet too)

The puppet: much like Goldie puppet had dreams where no one was killed and also has nightmares of not being able to protect them but something different is that they also dream of the day everyone’s souls are finally free and they can have fun and finally relax with their families and other friends in the afterlife

The cupcake crew: whenever the cupcakes are extra protective especially to their chica’s they growl and bark since they’re possessed by dogs (watch the movie again and try telling me that cupcake isn’t a dog I f🐬king dare you) ,the reason chica can understand the cupcakes/ all small food animatronics is because of how much Susie loved animals especially her own dog when they were killed their souls connected in a way that allows her to finally understand what her bestiest friend and it allowed her to understand other animatronic possessed by pets

(Sorry toys, phantoms, nightmares, etc I got nothing for y’all)

Main fowa together: due to how long they’ve been with each other they all see each other as siblings chica being the youngest of them but in life some of them had actual siblings (like bb) and the ones with siblings will sit with each other and talk about what they remember about said sibling, very rarely they would refer to each other by their real names especially when talking about something serious (example:

Foxy: Freddy you need to talk to us something is clearly upsetting you

Freddy:guys I’m fine…

Bonnie:but you’re clearly not Freddy..

Freddy:…I’m fine i swear-

Chica: Fred-…Gabriel!..please talk to us we want to help you with whatever is hurting you..)

Chica 💛: chica has pizza hidden in vents all over the pizzeria that she eats though out the day and she eats all of them and surprisingly none gets spoiled because she always remembers where they are, she’s terrified of bugs and actually sprays herself with bug spray after her cockroach infestation, (had to give some happyish ones before the main point sorry long and kinda sad) Susie lost basically all of her personality when she died due to her A. Possessing a animatronic who’s supposed to be gluttonous and B. Being killed on a empty stomach she didn’t eat breakfast because she was saving room for pizza and birthday cake then her dog got hit by a car and she was too sad to eat anything before being killed, when alive Susie was very smart, and if she wasn’t going to be a veteran when she grew she could’ve been a amazing actress where she’d get the spotlight but now she doesn’t get the spotlight and her knowledge is gone due to being in constant pain from a empty stomach that can never be filled (this also is my own FNAF theory for Susie too not just for egb)

That’s all I got fowa now I’ll try thinking of more later thanks fowa reading

[xxkitty13]

Circus Freaks

LA Buggy x Fem reader

Contains: younger reader (20’s), violence

Previous chapter- Part 1: The Carnival

Next chapter- Part 3

Previously: Buggy arrived at the island of Febe to raid it. However, a change of plans caused him to host a carnival alongside his circus. Will he hold up to his scheme?

Part 2: First Glance

The fair winds blew across the meadows. The grass danced across the open field, its bristles soft against the skin. Y/n sat underneath an oak tree. It's her favorite spot when she wanted to be alone.

Her adoptive parents were being difficult today. Work on the farm was already tedious and receiving more chores at home was enough to drive her crazy. It can't be helped, that's how things rolled on this island. Work, work, work, and more work. It never ended.

Even so, y/n doesn't complain. The wildlife is beautiful here, it gives her a sense of peace.

"Y/n!"

Breaking the silence, a figure slowly approaches her. Y/n turns her gaze to the voice. She squinted to see who called her.

"Lyla? Is that you?"

"Yes! I knew I'd find you here."

"Is something wrong?"

"No, no. I'm here to take you back home." The woman grinned. It's her sister, child of her adoptive parents. She is of average height, with golden brown skin, and kinky hair. Despite being 5 years older, she acted like her mother.

"I don't want to go. Your parents are being hasty."

Lyla sighed and walked over to y/n. "I know how my parents are, but you're living under their roof. Until you move out like I did, you won't have to worry about the farm chores."

"Well, you're married now. Your husband has a good job and is able to afford a house."

"You don't have to get married to move out. That's something the older generation believes in. You can get a job or go back to school."

"But I can't afford school. Besides, working and going to college is not worth it. The jobs I qualify for won't cut it."

"You can't just stay with my parents forever nor out in this field"— Lyla grabs y/n's hand—"there must be something you want to do for yourself." She pulls her up from the ground and softens her look. "Come on, you're in your 20's. You still have plenty of time and energy."

Y/n looked at the ground. This is a topic she hated and her sister knew that.

"Look I didn't mean for you to mope. I came here for a different reason."

"What is it?"

"Carnival."

"Carnival?"

"Yes, didn't you hear about it? If you weren't isolated all the time you would have heard about it."

Lyla leaned closer to her ear. "And guess what? There's going to be a circus . . . you know what that means?" Picking her head up, y/n eyes widen. "That means you'll finally get to see a clown dummy," she snickered.

"A clown?"

Her chest warmed up rapidly as her heart fluttered. She couldn't believe it. There's an actual clown on the island.

"Now don't get too excited on me. Apparently he's a pirate clown. Strange isn't it?"

"What? A pirate who's a clown?"

"Look I said the same thing, but he's the real deal. Now come on, I'm taking you back to get ready."

She didn't have to tell her twice. Y/n face gleamed as they both made their way back to the town.

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Back in her room, y/n plopped on her bed. She grabbed the rag doll next to her. It is about 8 inches long. Its skin tone white, with bright blue fluffy hair. The doll had on a red jumpsuit with two white pompoms along the middle. It had a little red nose located in the middle of face with a giant smile. It is a rag doll of a clown- one of her priceless treasures.

Holding the doll up in the air, she smiled. Clowns are her favorite. It was the last gift her mother gave to her.

She closed her eyes holding the doll at her chest. Her mother always talked about the circus. She used to work as an acrobat before having y/n. In her stories, she would describe all the stunts she had to do. Dangerous ones that left her right leg damaged and finished her career in entertainment. She promised y/n that she would take her to one; sadly, that promise was broken when she passed away.

Despite being six at the time of her death, y/n remembers her stories. Since then, she dreamed of going to a circus. That dream would finally come true.

The sun was setting. It is almost time to leave. Y/n decided to wear a black above the knee dress. It had long flared sleeves and simple runched bust. Due to the chilly weather, she wore stalkings and platform boots. 

The only bright colors she wore with the outfit were her red wine lipstick and nails. Her makeup was simple- her painted lips with winged eyeliner and mascara.

To top the outfit off, she wore the silver cross necklace of her father— paired with small cross earrings. The cross of the necklace was beautiful, embedded with small red and green jewels. Y/n didn't wear it often, but it felt right for the occasion.

She made her way out the house, but was stopped.

"Where are you going? You never finished cleaning the animal corrals."

She turned around to face the stern look of the middle aged couple.

"Mr. and Mrs. Ti-"

"Mom. Dad. Leave her alone. She's worked hard this season. A little break won't hurt."

"Lyla don't give her excuses," said Mrs. Ti.

Grabbing y/n by the hand, Lyla took her out the front door. "Ok nice chat, I'll bring her back soon!"

"Wait-"

"Eh let them go darling. I think we've stressed her out enough. Besides, you know the circus is in town."

Mr. Ti closed the door and gave an assuring smile. He walked to the living room and sat on the couch, his wife followed behind.

"Poor girl. I hope it will make her happy. She's been having a relapse lately"— Mrs. Ti sat next to her husband—"I don't think her time at the cemetery does her any good."

Holding her hand, "She'll be okay. Sometimes a wound needs to reopen to be healed again."

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"Wow, you dressed up today." Lyla laughed seeing her sister blush.

"You look pretty."

"Thank you."

"By the way, my husband is coming with us. You don't mind?"

"No. I like Walo. Being a third wheel isn't so bad with you two," y/n smiled.

The two sisters walked on the dirt road between two fields of apple orchards. The breeze rustle the leaves of the trees. The sound was soothing.

"Look you can see the lights from here."

Approaching the top of the small hill, the flashing lights of the carnival were seen. The small amusement rides held laughing children. The food stands filled the space with its delicious aroma. In the middle of it all was a huge red and white stripped tent. That's where the clown is at.

Y/n dragged her sister, fastening her pace. It wasn't long till both women made it to the front gate. It was larger than it looked. The place was fenced up with cheap wood, but it added to the ambiance.

The entrance fee was only a few berries. They soon entered and looked around the place.

"Hey girls!"

"Walo!" Lyla shouted.

The couple hugged each other and kissed. Y/n only cringed at the act. It was weird to see her sister engaging in PDA, but she can't help to feel jealous at the loving relationship.

"Hey y/n, how are you? It's been a while."

"I'm doing okay. It's nice to see you."

Walo placed his arm over his wife's shoulder and steered the women toward the food stands.

"I heard the hot dogs are delicious. We should try some."

The trio made their way to the hot dog stand. The line did not take long. They each received a six inch hot dog, wrapped in bacon and topped with condiments of their choice. The smell of the sandwiched wiener made y/n's stomach grumble.

"Okay girls, the show will start in 15 minutes. Do you want to head inside the tent or look around?"

"Um dear, I don't think I can walk around and eat this large hot dog. Let's go in the tent," Lyla said barely cutting down the size of the wiener.

They all laughed and followed the crowd of people entering the circus tent.

Y/n followed behind the couple, nervously holding onto her hot dog. She could feel her hands shake. Nothing could describe how she felt. The entrance was dark, she watched her step as her body felt jittery.

Shortly, bright white lights beamed onto her face. The music became much louder with each step. The large lights moved across the space above, hitting the people sitting on the benches.

"Come on, there's still front row seats." Walo grabbed both women and ushered them to the seats to their right.

The place was larger than she imagined. The ceiling held the tight ropes for the show, a height that just made her gulp. Did her mother have to perform at such heights?

On the other side of the ring, a man on an unicycle balanced a spinning top on a large sword. Fascinating to say the least. Children gazed in awe at the man, only boasting his ego. Distracted by the man, bubbles were blown on her face. The woman with a red body suit winked at her as she continued to blow bubbles onto the crowd.

"Ppfft." The couple snickered next to her.

Embarrassed by the act she looked away, taking a bite off her hot dog. Scanning the area, she saw familiar faces and even one she wished not to see. It was someone in her cohort, one that has been harassing her for years. Recently, for her hand in marriage.

Their eyes meet. The man, with long black hair and piercing blue eyes, stared her down. He gave a flirty smile back. He's handsome, she could not deny that, but there was no attraction. People called her crazy for rejecting him throughout the years.

Women around her age crushed on him. He is slightly built, tall, and had a strong jawline. Y/n knew it was also for his money. Daddy's money in fact. His father is known to be the wealthiest on the island. She wouldn't mind being with a rich man, but he's an absolute asshole.

"Ugh, there goes Yasi," she groaned.

"Don't mind him. We're here for you," Lyla assured.

It was then the lights dimmed and everyone vanished from the ring. Fog machines blasted white smoke across the floor. A large spotlight focused on the large curtain in front of the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the best show you'll ever witness. I am your host, Buggy, Buggy the Clown!"

A black silhouette emerged through the white smoke, his boots clacked onto the hard floor. A red-orange hat peaked from the cloudy fog, blue hair swayed with every step. That's when y/n watched intently, the red nose she's been dying to see glowed so brightly with the white light. Star-struck, her mouth hanged slightly open, too captivated to move an inch.

The audience clapped, Buggy roamed his eyes upon the people, feeling the praise. That's when he noticed one person who did not clap for his presence. He felt his blood begin to boil, but the look in the young woman's eyes was not what he expected.

The two locked eyes, his green orbs staring intensely onto y/n's. She gulped, feeling her face heat up at his heavy gaze. Buggy took a note of the woman, her face clearly flustered. This reaction was not something Buggy understood, it was probably his nose she stared at.

The stare down was brief, but it felt like an eternity. Buggy tried to brush it off; however, the woman's undivided attention sparked something inside of him. The clown quickly composed himself and continued the introduction.

"Before we begin this lovely spectacle, I would love to give thanks to Mr. Dun for providing us equipment and materials for this circus."

The townspeople cheered for their mayor, the spotlight beaming over him. The gesture was short as the light hovered back over to the clown.

"Now I hate to share the spotlight for so long, but I needed a small moment to feel humble. But that's over with, so please . . . let me hear your admiration once more."

The audience laughed at his cunning remark and clapped once more.

"Now let's begin with the show!"

People roared in excitement as the lights dimmed once again. Colorful lights flashed amongst the tent. With the booming music, four people consecutively backflipped across the edge the ring. Two men and two women with dazzling tight blue body suits waved to the crowd.

"These must be the acrobats," y/n whispered to herself.

Four satin blue fabric unrolled from the ceiling. Each acrobat climbed and twisting themselves up high from the floor. Astonishing core strength was used to maintain themselves from a brutal fall. The acrobats wrapped their ankles tightly with the fabric and hanged themselves upside down, spinning in place.

Act after act, the audience was amazed by the unprecedented talent. Sure each entertainer gave a spectacular show, but y/n could not advert her eyes from the pirate clown. Buggy noticed this and he loved every second of it. He had to get close to her.

It was time for a small break and Buggy re-entered the ring. "Was that not a show?" He raised his arms awaiting for the usual cheers. "Now, I need a little helper for this next part. Anybody wants volunteer?"

Young children shouted and raised their hands. Buggy is not interested in them whatsoever. He was hoping for his fan to desperately call out to him, but she did not. Disappointed at this he slowly made his way to her side of the ring, faking his watch for a volunteer.

"You."

He stood in front of her, holding his white gloved hand out. Y/n looked into his compelling eyes. The blue paint marks complimented his green orbs. His long bottom eyelashes overlayed the glitter under his eyes. Despite the clown makeup, she found him absolutely handsome.

The clown is obviously older than her, but with age, a new form of sex appeal blossomed. There is a strong manly sense to him— unlike Yasi. His jaw covered with stubble was something y/n never expected to find attractive, but such masculine features is what Yasi lacked. Breaking out of her trance, she felt everyone looking at her. She hated this amount of attention. Polar opposite of Buggy, who thrived on it.

"Stage fright? Don't worry, you'll be fine cupcake." Buggy gave her a playful, but sexy grin. This gesture melted her away, exactly what he intended to do.

She hesitantly grabbed his larger hand. He gently grasped it as he guided her to the middle of the ring.

"What's your name darling?" He sultry whispered.

"Y/n," she replied quietly. Buggy simply hummed at the sound of her voice.

She observed his features in the new lighting, to which defined his sculpted cheekbones. His clown nose hid such sharp features, but she didn't mind. Taking a closer look, its texture resembled that of an orange, very porous. It seemed real.

Cutting her thoughts, Buggy retrieved a white scarf from within his leather coat.

"For this next performance, our little volunteer will be blindfolded." As she began to protest, Buggy quickly went behind her and placed the blindfold. "Have trust in me, I won't hurt you," he chuckled at her ear. His voice raised goosebumps on her skin.

Two of his subordinates brought in a large wooden board. It contained black straps on each corner. If it was someone else, he would have used the good old spinning wheel of death.

With the help of his assistants, Buggy placed y/n onto the platform in front of the board. Each of her limbs were constrained tightly.

Reaching into his coat, Buggy pulled out four blades, holding them between his fingers. The audience gasp, uneasy of the next stunt.

"Is that safe?" Lyla said with a worried look. She bit her finger, gripping onto her husband's arm.

Y/n could feel the change of atmosphere. She grows anxious, wondering what Buggy would do next. That's when she felt a breeze by her wrist, followed by another one near her hip. Sweat began to form on the palm of her hands.

"Two more to go, can I get my blades get any closer to her body?" We shall see."

With a heinous laugh, he threw the third blade near the side of her throat, about an inch away from her skin. Y/n jumped. Her eyes began to water from fear.

"One more left."

The people watching had mixed emotions. Some, like Lyla, could not bear to watch. The other half were ready to see where the final blade would land. The thrill caused a large chant. "One more, one more, one more!" They kept repeating.

Gulping hard, y/n embraced herself for the last throw. Buggy rolled his free hand to encourage the crowd. He lived for this excitement. To add to the suspense, the clown turned around and took three large steps forward. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in. It is dead silent now. The awful silent ringing filled y/n's ears. She couldn't take it anymore, with her racing heart, an anxiety attack began to form.

Before she could feel a tear run down her cheek, a loud thud boomed next to her left ear. The vibrating sound of metal rang through the ring, followed by screams.

One of the assistants removed the blindfold. The blazing lights burned as she tried to open her eyelids. That's when she noticed the semi large blade right by her ear, approximately one centimeter apart. She took a deep sigh of relief. It was finally over.

The assistant removed her from the constraints and Buggy made his way to the dismayed woman. Reaching his hand out once more, he offered to help her down the platform. Y/n stared at it, not sure if she should. With a shivering hand she reached for his.

"You're a brave one."

"Really?" she murmured.

"People usually scream at the first throw."

Looking away with a flustered face, she wiped her watery eyes, not caring for her makeup. Buggy accompanied her back to her seat. He gave her a handkerchief to help with her smudged mascara.

"Sorry if I ruined ya makeup. You still look cute," he said with a flirty wink.

Taken aback by the compliment, she fluttered her eye lashes to pull herself together.

"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, right?"

Y/n shook her head. "I'm okay."

Lyla nodded at her response, placing her head on Walo's shoulder.

The show continued with its final acts— obviously ending with a bang as a person was blasted from a canon ball. People left the tent shortly after. The trio stayed behind, not wanting to join the chaos at the exit. Y/n closed her eyes, trying to take in the intense night. Never would she have imagined a circus to be like this, yet it did exceed her expectations. She smiled, thinking of her mother.

"I finally witness the circus mom."

Lyla rubbed her sister's back. "Come on, let's go. The exit is free now."

Before the trio could reach the exit, someone yelled out to them.

"Hey!"

The three turned their heads back, not wanting to interact with that voice. Yasi approached them and stood in front of y/n. He looked down at her with a weird expression.

"What do you want?" Y/n spoke.

"What do I want? I came here to get an explanation about what happened earlier."

Perplexed by his comment Y/n wrinkled her brows.

"Don't make that face. You know what I mean."

"No, I don't."

Angered, he raised his voice. "What the fuck was that about with that clown? You guys were eyeing each other for a hot minute."

Her heart sunk, she didn't think anybody would notice.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Stop being weird." Y/n turned around to leave.

Yasi yanked her before she could escape, ripping the bust of her dress. She quickly held the material in place, hoping no one saw her breast.

"Okay that's enough Yasi. You've done it this time." Walo pushed him back.

"Oh, you wouldn't dare touch me. You work under my father. I don't think you'll like to be unemployed, would you?" Yasi plastered a wicked smile.

"Now, as your future husband, I'll have to discipline you Y/n!" He leaped in front of her, throwing her down.

As Yasi raised his right arm, something knocked him to the bleachers.

"Who did that?!"

Yasi looked up to see a figure approaching him. It was the clown.

"I'm going have to ask you to leave. The show has finished," he said sternly.

"Mind your fucking business clown."

Irritated by the brat, Buggy called in his crewmate to throw the man out.

"I'm not letting you freaks touch me. I will be leaving on my own will, not because you said so."

Yasi bumped against Buggy's shoulder, eyeing down at y/n as Lyla embraced her. He huffed and barged out of the tent.

Buggy tried to approach the startled girl, but embarrassed by her state, she turned around before he could notice her exposed chest. She ran off, leaving her sister and Walo behind.

"Y/n, wait!"

The two ran off after her, leaving Buggy at the entrance of the abandoned tent. Unsure on what to do, he looked at the night sky. It’s a full moon tonight, it dazzled brightly upon his face. The stars shimmered, dancing for the black sky— the ambiance felt different. That's when a glimmer caught the corner of his eye. It's the sliver necklace the young woman wore. The moonlight reflected off the precious gems. He picked it up and got a closer look at it.

It's beautiful, definitely a necklace of a high value. Part of him wanted to keep it for himself; instead, he decided to keep it safe. Buggy wore it over his neck, making sure to hide it under his scarf.

"What was that about captain?"

"Don't worry about it. Just some toxic fan."

Buggy pivoted and walked back in the tent, holding onto his scarf. "Let's go, we haven't finished our closing shift duties."

[caitlynmeow]

Hey, really enjoy all your work. Could you wright about how each member of Alcina's family (Miranda, Heisenberg, Donna, Moreau) reacted after the birth of each daughter and their relationship regarding each of them in your modern AU ?

i know i said i'll write this as a fic (which i will do!!) but my brain is too fried to do that these days so it's just a post on here.

i put most of it under read more because it got LONG lol

ok, here goes!!

Miranda:

Bela:

When Alcina was pregnant for the very first time, Miranda was very clear: she wasn’t going to be that grandmother who was always around her grandkids. She has a life and she isn’t about to be tied down. The child can visit with Alcina, and it will always remain with its mother. Simple as that. When Bela was born, Miranda was among the first people who saw her. A slimy angry creature wailing and not having a good time at all. She picked her up later on, hours later when it was just the two of them in the large hospital suite. With golden eyes and golden gifts of hair, the infant had some distinctive features and she was certain to attract a lot of attention. As time went by, Alcina did visit with the little tyke. During those visits, if one is to look closely, one can see that the infant is almost always nestled in her grandmother’s arms. As Bela got older, Miranda began demanding that her daughter be the child over when she was visiting. Miranda admits Bela isn’t like most children. She is smart and neat. She likes being around her mother and grandmother and Miranda doesn’t mind taking the child with her to the many different errands she’s running every day. When Alcina enrolled her daughter in nursery school, Miranda was mad. “She is young still,” was the older woman’s argument. Bela was almost three at the time, and Alcina was well into her second pregnancy she needed a distraction for her daughter. Miranda relented eventually. Though she’d often be seen picking her granddaughter up from school on most days and taking her out before sending her back home. As Bela continued to get older, Miranda enjoyed doing more things with her. She knows that she’s a rare breed and she is proud of what her young granddaughter is like.

Cassandra:

While Bela’s birth was somewhat uneventful, Cassandra’s was the opposite of that. Flirty five hours of labor, only then did she finally decide to come out. Nonetheless, by that point, Miranda knows that her grandchildren are different from other kids. And while Cassandra is no Bela, her second granddaughter had her own personality that she was displaying from early on. Though, Miranda admits, the second daughter is not as easy as her older sister. She is stubborn and picky and gets bored easily. Miranda can’t take her anywhere without a long list of complaints that even Bela doesn’t know what to do with. Cassandra never listens and believes that rules are there to be broken. Ironically, it’s this trait that makes her good at— solving problems. She often gives warnings, so no one can complain, but when Cassandra loses it- well, it’s the other person’s fault for 1- making her mad and 2- for not looking at the warning signs and not backing out. Cassandra is fierce and very protective. She is also very sensitive and can easily fall into jealousy. She needs a lot of reassurance, both verbally and physically to keep her grounded. But one thing remains unchanged: Miranda is very proud of her second granddaughter because when Cassandra strikes out, she makes an impression that lasts for a long long time. While, as a family, Miranda is often frustrated that nothing can stand in Cassandra’s way, she knows that this is a huge asset in life. Yes, fighting in school isn’t all that good but that boy should have listened when Cassandra told him not to touch her toys. Is it really her fault for lashing out at him? No. And this is what Miranda says every time she goes to school for these things. Cassandra never starts trouble, but she isn’t afraid to finish them if someone keeps pushing her like this.

Daniela:

Daniela might have known long before she was born that she is the third daughter to be born and this, competition is fierce. Daniela is all action— she decides on something and does it instantly, never even pausing to think or consider anything. Extremely impatient is what the youngest daughter of Alcina is. Miranda has lost count of the number of times she told her “wait” only for Daniela to not process the word at all.

Miranda wouldn't expect it from her. It only took two hours after Alcina's water broke for Daniela to be born. By the time they made it to the hospital, she was ready to come out and she did in record time. A far cry from what her older sister did. Despite that, the youngest child of House Dimitrescu is not without her own set of personality traits that make her very endearing. Again, because she felt like she was coming late into a competition, Daniela comes with a lot of charm. Even when she argues and gives everyone a hard time, no one can really get mad at her. Certainly not Miranda nor Alcina. Again, when the girls were young, Miranda had no issues taking her granddaughters with her anywhere. But she also learned to be strategic about it. Taking the girls out individually is good. Taking all three is a disaster because Cassandra knows how to push all of Daniela’s buttons and it’s just… chaos. Bela and Daniela together are good. Bela and Cassandra are also good. Cassandra and Daniela are not something for every day. All in all, Miranda adores all of her granddaughters. She does believe that they have not only warmed their mother’s heart, but they have a similar effect on the rest of the family.

Heisenberg

Bela:

Karl didn’t believe that his sister was going alone with her crazy plan. But holy shit she actually did. He was startled when Miranda called him late at night, telling him to get to the hospital because his dear older sister was having her first child. Karl always thought children were slimy and slippery. He doesn’t like touching them or carrying them because what if they slip and fall? Then what? That psycho with severe anger issues is going to decapitate him and he wasn’t about to deal with that. Bela was fun until she got a little older and was usually stuck to whatever insane rules her mother came up with. The girl just… doesn’t have that much sense of adventure and he learned what sorts of things he can do with her and what he can’t.

Cassandra:

Now that is a fun child! If anything, he’s giving the second daughter points just for always going against what everyone says. She doesn’t hide it either. Confrontational and brave. She does all kinds of crazy shit while maintaining eye contact because the girl got guts! Bela usually reacts with “Are we gonna get bitten?” When he takes them to see the wolves, Cassandra is always up to playing with the beasts. Of course, he isn’t going to endanger her well-being. He only allows the smaller pups around her, and he’s always close by ready to interfere at the nearest sign of aggression from the feral animals. With time, as Cassandra got older, her fierceness only grew. She soon displayed interest in all kinds of weapons he had in his storage room. Knowing that if he prevents her from being there, this one in particular is going to find a way to sneak in (not sure how, but he knows that she’ll do it) that's why he decided to do the honors himself. Once a week, he’d bring his niece to the big warehouse and teach her about the different weapons he had there. Going from daggers and sickles to rifles and shotguns. Cassandra was always fascinated. And as time went on, she developed her own interest. When she was fourteen, Karl had a special sickle made just for her. He gave it to her as a birthday present amidst loud objections from his sister and mother. But he didn’t care, the kid didn’t care either.

Daniela:

Karl would say that the youngest daughter of his sister is an odd mix of her two sisters. And she’s moody. One day she’ll be all “yay let's go hunting” and on others, she’s like “Ugh this is boring I'm not doing it,” there is just no telling when it comes to her. He knows that she’s adventurous, and is into breaking rules and pushing the limits just like her big sister. She likes the pups and shows interest in hunting. But truth be told, she isn’t nearly as good as Cassandra. She tries though, and he gives her credit for it. Cassandra is more natural at it though.

Donna

Bela:

Donna loves Bela with all of her might. Her eldest niece has always been sharp and attentive. Often, she’d be reading a book or learning about flowers and plants while her sisters were roughhousing somewhere. With Bela things are tranquil, and they can talk about many different things. Bela has always been wise. She’s responsible, and Alcina does put a lot of emphasis on her being the eldest. She is her mother’s right hand when it comes to her sisters and many other things. It’s no wonder the girl grew up to be a great leader albeit she’s under a lot of pressure.

Cassandra:

Donna knows that Cassandra is a bundle of many things. She is very complex and smart. Very capable and it’s— advised that she learns how to hone in on her anger and try to channel it. She’s not angry in nature, only when she’s provoked. Really, people need to learn not to push her buttons and she’s good as gold. But not many are willing to understand her niece. Cassandra knows what she’s capable of. And she tries to back out. One instance is when Cassandra came to her one day and said “Can you deal with this problem?” To which Donna responded with “Why can’t you deal with it?” And the poor girl confessed that “because if I deal with it I’ll go to jail,” And it’s true. Donna knows that it’s true just as her niece does. Cassandra is mature enough to know what she is capable of, and sometimes it’s better for everyone that she distances herself from a bad situation and moves on. Donna adores her. Cassandra is her very picky niece with a dash of poor life choices. The woman prides herself in cooking things that her niece likes and she understands what turns Cassandra away from many kinds of food. Sure, there isn’t a lot of variety, but Donna is satisfied with how things are going with Cassandra food-wise. Cassandra has bad habits. When the girls stay over, and can tell who has a messy sleep schedule that Alcina would never allow but Donna is the cool aunt who’d never tell. She did put her foot down one time though. Having caught Cassandra mixing two shots of espresso with an energy drink nearly sent the woman to a heart attack. It was the first time she had to be firm and tell this girl ‘no’. Cassandra complained that she was tired because she only slept for four hours. Wonderful, Donna said, “You can go back to sleep now. I’ll wake you up later,” but the girls had plans to go out in a bit and Cassandra wasn’t going to miss that. Tough luck. She was going to miss it because of her poor choices. Unfortunate as it is, Donna’s firm side pops out every now and then, because Cassandra needs to have those clear boundaries before she self-destructs. Donna hates upsetting her, but she can handle pouts and crocodile tears as opposed to watching her niece harm herself.

Daniela: Daniela is playful and very curious. The youngest daughter loves flowers and gardening, often spending hours upon hours taking care of plants with her aunt. She’d also read copious amounts of books about certain plants because this girl is both smart and curious. She almost learned how to crochet also. But she’s too impatient for it. She never stuck around it for long. Daniela is quiet and tends to keep to herself. When around her sisters she can either be quietly watching TV or reading, or annoying her sisters because she’s bored, or playing hide and seek and pulling pranks— there is no telling with her. Daniela is adored by everyone. She’s warm and fuzzy and loves being physically close to those she loves. She might be a bit of a brat at times, but it’s all wholesome and she never hurts anyone (who doesn’t deserve it at least). All in all, Donna loves the three girls with all of her might. They all have different personalities and she loves them all.

Moreau

He is the recluse family member who prefers staying in his own house to going outside. Despite that, he loves his family, especially his mother. Often, his siblings are fighting which makes him anxious, and his mother doesn’t seem to notice anything aside from Alcina (she’s very scary) and Karl (he’s very loud). He went to the castle with Miranda to see the babies. He’s always been fascinated by them. Watching them grow from small unmoving bundles to walking and talking toddlers was almost jarring. They kept growing, and by the time the girls started school they were finally resembling normal humans and he was comfortable interacting with them. While Moreau struggles with finding words, he is never short of making the girls happy with gifts and presents. Bela loves high-quality trinkets and jewelry. Cassandra loves antiques and artifacts from all over the world. Daniela loves classical books and he always finds her the oldest and most vintage editions. He loves them all just the same, although, as the girls got older, they took a lot after their mother. They’re usually less angry and condescending, but they can be just as scary sometimes. Since the girls were young, Moreau always enjoyed having them over. He has a huge lake at the back of his house, and the girls love going over there, especially during the warmer months. He always makes sure that he is well prepared; with chairs and fire and lots of snacks. He also has built a big screen, where in the evenings he can use a projector and they can all enjoy watching movies at night outside. Tho there was one time when Daniela forgot to apply sunscreen and ended up with burns on her skin which made Alcina run after him but this is a story for another time.

[t1oui]

my headcanons about the weasley-wood family but i try to make them coherent

(side note - if you want more info about the oc kids i gave them in this fic, you can find said info here. there will be some inconsistencies, because i've changed some info about the weasley-wood family story since then, but most info is the same.)

percy never wanted kids as a child growing up in a family with (in his opinion) far too many kids.

oliver and percy got together in fourth year, so while oliver had had a few thoughts that it would be nice to have a big family he could play quidditch with, he didn't really think much about a future where that could actually happen.

after the war, they both took a different perspective on this issue after the war orphans fund was introduced and harry was all over it.

it started with them fostering kids. they took care of a few different children. only children and groups of siblings, infants and toddlers, etc. but then they met lucy and her half brother.

lucy was two, but her infant brother was too young to have a name by the time he and lucy's parents were killed. because they felt weird just calling him the baby or lucy's brother, they nicknamed him skye after where oliver grew up.

this is really when they got attached, because how are they supposed to let go of lucy and skye after this? after giving skye a name and lucy her first broom? (yes, she was only two, but this is oliver wood we're talking about, so who's really surprised? at least percy was able to talk oliver into not letting her fly alone.)

a year after they officially adopt lucy and skye, they decide they want another kid. (it's for the charity. they're doing it for the charity.) this is how katie comes into the picture.

katie has dark hair and dark eyes and olive skin and doesn't look anything like her siblings or percy and oliver (lucy and skye, who have blonde hair and blue eyes and brown hair and green eyes respectively, both look like they could be biologically related to their parents). and this changes absolutely nothing.

katie and lucy both love quidditch - lucy lives and breathes it just like oliver does - and yet they are both truly, undeniably like percy.

katie is the one people always talk about. the girl who's most like him all the time, even though he doesn't see it (or, at least, pretends not to). the girl everyone bets will be in slytherin because she's too alike percy to be in any house other than the one he was in. she's even ultra powerful like he and oliver (and marcus and penelope) are.

lucy, meanwhile, is the daughter most people don't realize is like percy because she's so unlike him outside of home. it's not like she isn't herself outside the house, but she's much more outgoing. much more energetic and ready to pull pranks, because why be anything less when there's so much of the world to see?

but at home, everything is familiar. there's nothing new to see when she knows it like the back of her hand, and she can be calm and run on the beach and overturn rocks in search of crabs without feeling the want (or need) to put on a show. and there, at home, in her element, she's so much like percy that sometimes, he has to look away.

percy and oliver were 1/2 of the golden era marauders, and now lucy is 1/4 of the next gen marauders. percy is secretly very proud of this.

skye doesn't like quidditch, and doesn't really like talking to people at all, but he's painfully similar to oliver. almost weirdly so.

skye is a hufflepuff, but - like lucy - he was a hatstall, and like lucy, he was almost put into gryffindor. he doesn't really even understand quidditch, but he spends hours in the library pouring over strategies when his friends or sisters need him to.

skye is the one who looks like he could really be oliver's son, because even though he has green eyes and oliver has brown, their hair is the exact same shade and texture. skye is the one who gravitates to oliver's side while lucy goes to percy's, because while he loves both his parents, we look for people who are like us, don't we?

but there are also moments when skye and percy sit together reading while oliver, lucy, and katie fly above the beach. there are afternoons where oliver and lucy bake together while percy, skye, and katie play board games in the living room.

there are moments when the five of them fly together, skye clinging onto lucy from the back of her broom, because while she's the one who aimed her bludgers at him when they were little, he doesn't feel safe being off the ground with anybody else.

there are long nights when percy and oliver aren't home, out with friends or on a date, when lucy gathers skye and katie into her room and they set up beds on the floor so they can stargaze through the skylight.

all in all, their family might be different, but it's a family, and i think that's pretty cool.