#the rest of the group live in the same town as him and has known him since childhood | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

yanderecandystore · 2 years ago

Note

I love the yandere monster story, can I make a wish for some yandere monster boy naga who is looking for a mate to carry his eggs and live the rest of his life together forever?

I don't condone yandere shit irl, but if you bang a naga man someday I'll give you a pass and a cookie, you mad lad. Not proofread enough lmao, also sorry but I really don't know how to type s e x.

Tw/Tags: straight up NSFW/+18 scene (written by someone who struggles to imagine sex- So we don't guarantee quality) // not very descriptive genitals, if at all // the usual yandereness + breeding kink; possessive behavior; manipulation; suffocation; implied oviposition but not really cause I'm dumb // you're a literal desert mailman💀 I'm sorry // brief mentions of troubled family life/past trauma // language barrier // self-conscious reader // willing yet slightly scared reader.

🍭꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡��꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖🍭

Writing in the sand [Yandere!Male!Naga x AFAB!Messenger!Reader - One shot]

Being a messenger was actually a lot more dangerous than it seemed at first, how many times have you and your camel met with bandits, scammers, difficult terrain, awful weather, people who would tell you the wrong direction for shits and giggles?? MANY times, but did you ever consider quitting and going back to the tea shop of your very judgmental parents or worse- To accept the offer of personal servant to that weird queen from the faraway lands who wouldn't shut up about how much better her kingdom was?? NO!

I mean a little bit. Just a little bit. Occasionally, I mean her kingdom was really pretty, though constant snow sounds like a pain in the ass, and giving up the freedom you currently have for either a strict monarch or your family was NOT something you were planning to do, ever!

The first time you got off the borders to send messages for far away people was the day you truly felt alive for once! The desert itself was your greatest rival and yet you faced it head down after that day- Sure, you were unprepared at first and there's still plenty to learn out there but it was EXCITING!!

You fought (ran away as quickly as you could) many groups trying to get a coin out of your body, or your life! Or your camel!! King Mustard wasn't the same after the "giant scorpion with that group of thieves" incident that happened, the worst part is that it happened twice though the people were different at least. Your personal theory is that the scorpion WAS the same from before, and that it has been following you through your journeys and it probably was looking for revenge!!

You told that story to so many people that now it's hard to go someplace without repeating yourself, it's weird how even though you're never at one place for too long, most people know you! You're, humbly speaking, sort of a big deal in the great drylands- Not known for your bravery but mostly for your constant running mouth and your adapted technique in how to extract cactus juice safely from a cactus with 70% success of no cactus drunkenness! (100% Needle-safe not included).

Stopping in a town was obviously the safest place for you and your camel, but was also probably one of the most rewarding parts of your trips, of course because you always need to have plenty of resources out there in the sand but also because… Well, as much as you loved every second of exploration and travel, you were admittedly a very lonely person.

It's not something you like to tell others, as you have already experienced people doubting your capability of being a messenger if you get so "emotional" over being far away from people ("I told you so!" Yeah, thanks mum.). It was a time you could feel at least safe and… Sometimes welcomed.

But it wasn't always a lonely trip, after all, King Mustard was here! Him with his big personality was always the heart of the party! Everyday was fun with him, even if he couldn't speak to you… However, that doesn't mean you haven't found great comfort in your travels, you probably haven't noticed this yourself yet, but [y/n]...

You are a very dear person.

Every person you've helped along the way in your trips, just by coincidence finding them, and landing them a hand in the hot and harsh reality of the desert thinks of you dearly. You have friends! It's just that you don't see them very often… If at all. The desert has a funny way of getting people closer, people who struggle to survive in its environment, and yet it also drifts them away- The wind blows in every direction separating every small particle of sand, and maybe one day they'll meet again, or maybe not. Cruel was it, with its breathtaking beauty and extremely cold personality for someone so hot and merciless.

You often associate the desert with its forgotten god. You tend to talk about it as a person rather than just an environment of harsh conditions, you always remember to talk to it, hoping it would listen in a way. You were pretty much by yourself out there, but thinking that someone was listening to your travels made you feel safer, perhaps not as tormented as the blazing Sun would leave you to believe. You were being watched, and protected, you just knew it!

The proof of it came from one of the greatest encounters you ever had during your travels.

It was really hot that day, King Mustard seemed really tired and you were melting under the blazing heat- You two needed shelter and fast! And suddenly, as if the gods listened to your prayers!-(But quickly threw you two middle fingers)- An immense sandstorm was approaching!! For someone as cautious as you, you couldn't understand where the hell it came from!! It was so sudden and just- There was no indication of it!! At all!!

You got knocked out, and when you woke up- You were… Somewhere strange, like an underground oasis of sorts, hidden in the desert there was a cave of luscious greenery and drinkable water, it was magical how big the place was!! You thought you had died and went straight to Paradise!!

At least, you thought so when you saw a very large and handsome man staring back at you, smiling gently. He had tanned skin and a REALLY long, almost platinum hair! He looked so gorgeous with his green cat eyes that you almost forgot to breathe!

You asked the man if he was an angel, and he responded to you in a language you didn't understand. You were 100% certain that the man was really an angel and yet when he revealed the lower part of his body your face dropped immediately, terror slightly setting in. He was half snake, half a giant snake at that! His tail seemed endless, those dark scales were so pretty yet so terrifying! The gold markings seemed very regal and holy in nature but the endless darkness almost seemed to eat it all up! Like a demon!

You freaked out at first, but when you looked at his eyes, his gentle face- His expression of concern, those big bright eyes, you noticed he really didn't seem to have any ill intent towards you, perhaps you were misjudging him for something he was not. After breathing in and out, you calmed down, never taking your eyes from him, you felt comforted as you realized this creature was the one who saved you out there! And who saved your camel!! He was still really scared of your snake buddy, but you made sure to soothe him.

Long story short, you became friends with a human-snake guy who seemed genuinely very cool! It's a shame you didn't understand a word he said… You suspect that maybe he speaks in a very ancient language and perhaps this means he was REALLY old!! And yet, he seemed just about your age, and you got to hangout with him during your free time.

Poor thing, he seemed trapped down here (though to be fair, it is a fabulous prison to be in-) and he really wanted to catch up with times! So you made it your duty to help him understand the new world, you have no idea why he is here and how long did he live here separated from the rest of the world, but now that you knew how to get there and how to get out- You made it your mission to teach him everything you knew about the modern world.

And although the language barrier was massive, you two somehow got to learn something very special about each other- He shared with you his name, "Rakaski", and you got to teach him yours.

~"[y/n]"~ His accent was heavy, and yet you felt something flutter inside you whenever you heard him call your name. You remember him repeating your name over and over again as if he wanted to memorize how to say it.

After hearing his name, you made sure to research it, trying to find something that could lead you to know what language he was talking in- But no books nor people seemed to know how to speak it, except for one book you found, a fairytale book that was so old that it was a nightmare trying to understand the vernacular! But it didn't seem like a very "old" old kind of book, it was probably made after the language had changed, there were a lot of words that you didn't recognize.

The book never explained the name's meaning really, but it was always used as a common word- And given the context of the story you read, it seemed to mean either "falling" or "god"? Well, you're not very sure, since the book was confusing as hell, and your interpretation of the story was very mixed- Was it about a desert deity or a man that kept tripping over in the sand?! Seriously, why did it have to be so confusing!?

In the end, you still didn't understand the book and neither did you find out anything about Rakaski's name. At least you know it was older than your home kingdom, which was pretty cool.

Either way, the lack of communication never stopped you from coming down that hidden paradise to talk to your best friend every opportunity you could! King Mustard can be very squeamish whenever you guys try to get down there, he really disliked going there and you assumed it was because he was claustrophobic, which you already knew he was. So, today you'll leave him in the shade and get down by yourself, you don't want to stress the poor thing.

"M-Mustard! King Mustard Junior The Third, stop pushing me around!! You know you're a lot heavier than me! Seriously, this isn't funny!!" Ah, King Mustard, for a camel you're really just a scaredy cat! You push him away gently as you can, he keeps positioning himself in front of the hole you want to jump in.

"Hey stop!! If you don't want to come then fine, but let me get in! Please! I'll be back soon!" The massive animal was starting to get a little too agitated, and you knew better than to try to force your way.

"Mustard, seriously you're starting to scare me, you know I'll be back soon, please let me get down." You don't know if it was the deep magical connection of friendship that made him understand you and realize that he scared you, or if he suddenly felt disinterested in playing with you right now.

Taking by how the camel sassily walked away you're starting to think it was the second option- Of was he genuinely insulted by your stubbornness? Who knows.

"Sigh… You always get like this when we pass by." Though you can't really blame him, you know he still distrusts Rakaski, but come on it's been a year! And Rakaski has never hurt any of you two! Sure, he was a bit intimidating at first but he had a good heart, you just knew that.

Compared to the men back in your hometown? Rakaski was a saint, you were sure of it.

You had slid through the sandy hole and into the luscious underground with ease, you started to call for him, but before you could even yell out "Ra" you saw him not so far away, seemingly very occupied.

"Awn, guess you're decorating! Have I come at a bad time?" You walked to him and joked despite being aware he wouldn't understand you.

The way his face lit up and turned to face you was just so precious, he seemed very excited!

~"[y/n]!! [y/n]!! It's really good to see you again!! I was already worried you would never come."~ He talked just like you, committing the same mistake of talking as if the other would understand- You had no clue what he said, but as he coiled around you and his arms squeezed you oh so dearly you understood exactly what he meant.

"Yeah, yeah- Missed you too-" You never knew how to deal with anything social, period, and being flustered at someone who wasn't even human was not a first but it never got easier. But with him, at least, you feel like you don't need to pretend that you don't feel slightly flustered by his attention. Gods know you're a very easy target for large and very well built men.

After he let you go, you realized he was just building a new nest for him, so you decided to help him as well. It was already pretty much done when you got in, but you felt like he deserved a "fancy" bed so you helped him decorate with flowers and some of the trinkets you bought for him, he just loved human trinkets!

And by the gods, you knew you were currently in Spring, but these flowers?! They were just so damn pretty, it's a real shame that your traveling is mostly done in sand, occasionally though you have to go to the East to deliver important letters and gifts and you just kinda love that place! Every time you go, they're experiencing a different season, and it all changes so much, it's beautiful!!

"Oooh!! Maybe I should bring you flowers from one of the neighboring kingdoms, it'll be a way to show you the world since you can't leave…" You think out loud, and of course, he looks at you a little confused- And yet he repeats the word you said.

"Flowers?" He repeats it as if he didn't understand what you said, yet liked how you said it.

"Yes! Flowers!-" You say pointing to the flowers in his nest and surrounding you two, he quickly understands it, it seems.

~"Oh! Flowers! Oh, that's what it's called to you? Great heaven's, humans are always changing, aren't they?"~ He starts to laugh, you… Sort of don't understand the joke, but perhaps "flowers" just sounds funny to him.

He patted your head as he laughed, as if trying to congratulate you on making him laugh (I mean, getting this man to laugh was a challenge, you bet even without the language barrier).....

Although, it felt more like a "reward" sort of situation… As if he was rewarding you for… Being so entertaining, you suppose! Still, that's probably just all in your head, besides you know well when someone is being condescending to you, you're sure of it! Years inside your family's house has made you a pro in spotting bad apples from far away. I mean, you like to think you do, to be fair Rakaski was a little difficult to read, and sometimes he did things that you probably weren't sure of what they meant.

But then again, he was a very old half snake dude trapped inside a cave somewhere along the rock formations spread all over an unforgiving desert, his social life was probably a lot worse than yours, and who's to say that his antics aren't based on his own culture? Perhaps snake people like to coil around each other to show affection, even if it's really hard to breathe like this.

Things weren't so complicated between you two, however, as you guys have invented a form of simple and more direct communication through pointing to objects and scribbling on paper. You had thought about using sign language, so you learned a couple of words and tried to use with him-

"So- This means that- Hm..?"

But before you could teach him he already was talking to you through hand signs you didn't understand, he was very well adapted and you only knew a few like "hello", "you", "me" and "see you soon"- Which would be the most used one for you two.

"Huh, you always impress me, maybe you should be the one teaching me-" You bowed down, genuinely impressed with what you saw, and he seemed very content with himself as he smugly pretended to wave and throw kisses to a nonexistent audience. His ego was always a bit inflated, wasn't it?

You decided to cut your visit short and return back to King Mustard as you didn't want to leave him waiting for too long. It's funny how neither him nor Rakaski liked each other despite sharing a diva personality. As you waved your goodbye, Rakaski decided to give you one last big hug.

A hug that didn't seem to end at all. His body wrapping around you and leaving you to feel surrounded by darkness. This usually happened so it didn't come as any surprise. You tried to tickle him as that usually worked.

"Come on now, you know I'll be back soon!" You laughed as you tried to provoke him, his belly was so sensitive that you could see him contracting and trying to avoid giggling.

But he didn't let you go. Your attempt only made him restrict you further, the snake body trapping your hands with its weight.

You were well aware of Rakaski's animalistic tendencies, for example he was cold blooded and constantly held you to try to gain some height, like he is doing now.

You know that when he yawns his jaw unhinges and opens so inhumanly wide that you have to close your eyes so you won't have any more nightmares about it.

You know he is nocturnal so he is constantly feeling a little too sleepy whenever you two hangout, as you often come to see him during the day (which was something you did for safety, though you sometimes worry he is having trouble sleeping because of you-).

And you also know that snakes tend to suffocate their prey with their body before eating them whole.

While trying not to judge him as a human eating monster you still feel very, very terrified of the slight chance he might be hungry and has forgotten you're not food. The more you struggle the tighter it gets, and it doesn't help that his skin is so cold, it makes your nerves flare up as you can hear him growling with what you hope is not hunger.

"RAKASKI-!!" You yell, you couldn't help it, you were starting to feel dazed. While closing your eyes you felt his lower body shift and relax, you felt arms hugging you a lot more gently than the suffocating sensation from before. If it wasn't for his lazy eyes and the internal chuckling you can feel in his chest you would say he was actually hungry for you. He was just trying to scare you.

"Sigh, you'll be the death of me- Seriously you scared me to death!" You tried to push him off you, but he basically threw his entire body weight on you as you fell to the ground with your back on the soft yet not very ideally comfortable grass.

"Shhhh~!" He nuzzles on you while hugging your stomach. Normally he would have let you go now after petting your head or pretending to bite your neck just for funsies- But today he is very much not letting you go, at all.

Okay, you really didn't want to address the situation, you weren't planning on ever talking about it of course but- By the gods, you knew better than to assume his playful smile was just his usual silly self.

Oh, who were you kidding, you knew it from the moment you came in and saw the nest he was making, it's not like you haven't noticed his chest rising and falling as if he was struggling to breathe just by talking with you. You wanted to leave because you noticed that perhaps you took the wrong month to visit him.

It was mating season, wasn't it? Why now? Why today?! And why WERE YOU ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT?!!!

"Okay I think I need to think about this a little more- I mean you're clearly not thinking straight right, I'm not even a snake lady, man!" You try to push him off you as you avoid eye contact, the worst part is that he was fairly attractive for someone's who's lower body was just one huge snake tail.

He wouldn't budge, he only shifted his head to look at your face, even if you were avoiding him you could feel his smirk creeping around the corner of your vision, you wouldn't be surprised if he knew what you also knew.

I mean, it wasn't a secret you liked him was it? You thought you didn't mind him noticing this but this sudden desire just feels like it's happening all too fast and you're worried it might be just a one time thing, that he is acting like this out of instinct not out of actual desire towards you. And well you never really did this before, I mean not with someone like him, at all! But you had experiences with people before.

Bad experiences. The ones that would leave someone worried for years that they're not good enough to anyone. Were you being cautious or were you just being self-conscious? Were you scared of him not liking you when this high of his diminished? Maybe you just weren't sure if this was a good idea.

"I don't know if I'm really ready for this." You confess, looking back at him- Hoping to find your answer.

And he looked back at you with a sad expression, did he understand what you said? Did he understand what you meant at least? He looked so concerned and genuinely "awake" despite his current very urgent instincts. He held your hand and kissed it for reassurance, you didn't notice you were crying until your vision was blurry and your chest was aching.

"Sorry.." You tried to wipe them yourself, you don't know why you're apologizing. Rakaski didn't seem to take it well, he was about to say something before shaking his head vigorously and wiping your tears himself. He came closer to look you in the eyes, stop staring elsewhere, you won't find comfort anywhere else but those eyes.

He decides to come off of you and give you some space despite his initial reluctance, the gentle and almost warm presence of reassurance leaving with him- And before he could give you space you decided to make the first move yourself.

You kissed him, hoping perhaps he would understand the gesture, and he did! He hugged you and kissed you back returning your neediness… Though coming in with a lot more desperation than you thought. Not seconds after forcing his tongue in despite your unisseanes.

I mean, it 's good! He isn't being horrific at it is just that you have underestimated how badly he seemed to want this. And although you're just as interested in this as he is, you're worried you may not hold to the same durability as he has.

Today was the day. Today had to be day, and he wouldn't have it any other way. To wait longer would be torture and you best believe this man was patient. He wasn't expecting you to almost reject him at first of course, oh you almost gave the immortal a heart attack!

He shouldn't have been so pushy, he knows that, but having your soft lips on his was so worth it that he couldn't help himself as he pinned you down again, ah… It's a shame the nest is so far away, this is not a very classy way to do things.

Then again, ripping off your clothes with no regards was probably not very refined either, humans needed a lot more courting than he was aware of- But it was fine! You were doing just great, you were being so good to him, he wishes he could praise you in your own language so you could understand him.

~"You're so lovely for something so fragile, thank you for accepting me- You have no idea how long I've spent being trapped here knowing damn well there's not a single other like me out there."~ He would praise you in his own tongue in frantic breaths while kissing your neck and nibbling in your ear, while his lower body made sure to lock you in place, you were a little scared, weren't you?

~"I'm genuinely sorry for having to put you in this position but I can't take it anymore- But I know you want this as well, I know you do!"~ He usually was very talkative, but there was something in his voice that sounded shaky, desperate, and his hands were too confused on where and what to grab that you noticed he seemed just as inexperienced as you were.

Well, at least you thought so before he spread your legs and started to rock back and forth in your lower region- It's not exactly that he is inexperienced, but he is very much off his mind right now- His movements aren't uncertain, they're just frantic for any release. Not that he won't tend to you as well, he just really needs this right now. But you'll understand, you always do. You always treat him so well, despite the monster he has become.

~"It'll hurt, and I'm not sure if it's only a little. I promise to make it worth it later to you."~

You were struggling to keep up with his weird and off putting rhythm- He was just so ready for this, it's been on his mind ever since he found you unconscious inside his natural prison, but he knew better than to be selfish to someone he'll have to share a nest with.

~"It'll be great don't worry, I'll make sure you'll be well taken care of. It'll be incredible, my treasure."~

You shivered when he went from humping your lower region to undressing kissing it almost as passionately as he did your mouth- He should probably move a little slower considering he changes activities way too quickly but hey it felt better than the awkward dry humping.

It wasn't bad, but it lacked a bit of finesse- Not like his careful and calculated attention to your privates right now-

"Humans need a lot more work than I remember, but does that mean we can make it last longer? Would you want that, treasure? [y/n]?" Rakaski was playing with it almost as if he never looked at something like a naked human before, but it was a lie- He was absolutely just trying to tease you with every poke and flick.

He ran his finger down slowly before reaching an opening and pulling it inside, at least one to feel you inside. It's lovely that you arch your back to the littlest of things, and although he doesn't understand your words, moans are hardly hard to misinterpret.

"Slower then? I guess I was being too unprepared, I'll be honest that it's more fun than I expected. If this is the work I have to do every time then I'll gladly accept." Human courting was fascinating to him, though now he understands why, he can't just expect you to take it all in with a little help- And helping someone never tasted so sweet.

You were feeling embarrassed by his stare as he licked you out and further tried to spread you- Trying to ease the inevitable soreness that would come but damn, did he have to look at you like that?! It made you feel a little dirty, a little too embarrassed to entertain his idea, for someone who seemed so eager to shove it in without any foreplay he was really taking his time now!

You grabbed his hair carefully, you didn't really notice what you were doing and to be honest you weren't sure how to continue with this but Rakaski looked at you in awe… His smugness was replaced with a look of pure adoration- His pupils wide and round as he expects you to guide him.

It gave you a bit more confidence knowing he trusted you to hold his head and sort of help him find the right pacing.

You don't remember for how long it went, you just remember that it ended with you on top of him, going at your own pace. He held your hips not stopping you to go as fast or as slow as you wanted but rather because he felt very uncomfortable NOT holding every centimeter of you. He needed to grab into something and your sweet flesh was exactly that.

You woke up in his nest, feeling a little disoriented, memories of what happened a little foggy, but you were sure it wasn't a dream considering the soreness in your thighs- It was hard moving.

You sighed, feeling weirdly satisfied- Well, that's not the right word, more like… Well, genuinely happy.

You tried around, and you saw Rakaski curled up into a ball, sleeping so peacefully and yet with that little mischievous smirk in his face you just knew he was dreaming about it.

You turned your body to face him, deciding to close your eyes and sleep a little more.

Until you remembered you left your camel outside.

"HOLY GODS, KING MUSTARD!!" You jumped up, trying to run as quickly as you could towards the entrance- But you couldn't even leave the nest when Rakaski wrapped his tail on you and pulled you closer.

"WAIT! It 's my camel!! I forgot I left him-"

"Stay." He said in a very half awake voice.

"You can talk…?"

"Stay." Rakaski wrapped himself around you, as he buried his face in your neck. You weren't sure if he was understanding what you said, or if he only understood the meaning of that one word.

"Rakaski, I'm just going to check on him, I'll be back soon, I promise-" You pushed his chest away. You shouldn't have done that.

Rakaski tightened his grip around your body.

"Stay. [y/n]. You're not supposed to walk so soon. Stay still, no mother should walk so early after mating…" He still sounds so sleepy, so innocent, but his half opened gaze was not… friendly.

"Rak- AH!-" Tighter, and tighter, and more tighter. He knows damn well that whenever you get to that camel you're leaving him for gods know how long, but as he stated before, soon to be mothers shouldn't walk around in the dead of night especially since he knows humans don't deal well with the coldness of the desert during this hour.

It's better to stay here and let him take care of you while you're now waiting for his kids, even if you aren't aware of it. He isn't sure how long hybrids take to be born, but he wasn't to be there for you every step of the way.

"Shhhh…. Go back to sleep, stop struggling, it is not good for you…" He kissed you goodnight as he suffocated you back to sleep.

🍭꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍰꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖🍭

#yandere naga #yandere monster #choco stuff #special delivery request #yandere naga x reader #yandere male #yandere monster x reader #yandere oneshot #Jesus Christ this must have SO MANY mistakes I'm so sorry #I'll iron it out real soon tho #also THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY MONSTER STUFF I LOVE YOU JSGDGJQSGJQSFQ

2K notes · View notes

animeredhead101 · 11 months ago

Text

Danny Gets Adopted DP x DC Crossover

Completed

Run to the Belfry by JollieRancher :

Danny is running from the GIW and lands in Gotham. The only warning he got before things went wrong were the words "Run to the belfry" on a sticky note. He doesn't know what a belfry is, but running is his only way to avoid capture. When a superpowered teen passes out in Batmans arms, Bruce decides to take him home. Word Count: 11,900

Gotham is Haunted by ArtemisMoore :

A kid is running around with jet black hair and impossibly blue eyes. Prime adoption bait for Bruce Wayne. But that's not why he has slowly gotten the attention of the members of the family. Homeless, skittish, disheveled, and quick to help the kid seems to be hiding from something - or somebody. He's scared and they want to know why. But other than his appearance and the name 'Danny' nothing is known about the kid.

At the same time they're dealing with 'Danny' a new Meta appeared in Gotham, a ghost with snow white hair and toxic green eyes named 'Phantom'. He's tired, sad, and just wants to go home. But something is preventing him from leaving. Something... or someone.

What are the two kids running from? Are they connected?

Will the bats find out before either kid ends up in serious trouble?

Word Count: 16,266

Grave Promises by Blueseabird2 :

Danny Fenton had nowhere to go and no one he could turn to without putting them in danger. Except, perhaps, the hero who'd cared for, respected, and trained Danny for all too short a time. Dick Grayson had never told anyone he'd once been trapped in the Ghost Zone. He'd also never forgotten the promise he'd made sure to get from Danny Phantom. Jason didn’t know what was going on but he was really very pissed that there was another kid with a y-shaped scar on their chest and eyes that feel like frozen reflections of home. Thankfully, there were suddenly several new targets for his rage and Dick seemed rather more inclined to join Jason than stop him. Word Count: 53,882

But I will hold on hope, and I won't let you choke by ghostly_frogly :

After the destruction of his hometown and being hunted by the GIW at the age of 14 Danny didn’t know what to do. He debated going to the Ghost Zone and living the rest of his life and afterlife there when he encountered a group of ninjas. The details of how and why are still lost to him but in the moment he fought. He fought and let out as much anger, frustration, and sorrow as possible. His eyes turned green and his fists were shaking and bruised from the fight.

Surprisingly, or maybe not with the life he lives, this isn’t the last time the ninjas come after him. He fights more and more off until he meets the man sending the ninjas his way. He is offered training by a man named Ra’s Al Ghul. Danny jumps at the chance, thinking how he could finally run away from his problems or fully die trying.

Danny runs away from everything he's ever known when it is all taken from him. Seeing no better option he joins a cult-like group of assassins. What could go wrong?

Word Count: 6,521

Prankster for Hire by thatshrubbery :

Danny thought he was pretty good at this whole harmless haunting thing. Really, it felt like he was doing good deeds through his pranking. Pull a few pranks on customers, drive up sales for the coffee shop as the rumor mill (correctly) begins claiming the place is haunted. Perfect symbiotic relationship. When Danny can't pass up the opportunity to continuously prank a certain regular, he finds himself being hired as an elite prankster the likes of which Gotham’s vigilantes have never seen. Steph is in love with the new coffee shop in town. The aesthetic? To die for. The vibes? Immaculate. The glitter markers? Genius. So, when a certain straw-stealing halfa steals one straw too many, she takes it upon herself to assemble her own first-class squad of Ghostbusters to handle the problem Batman style and bring one (1) prankster into the fold. Word Count: 46,702

Contractual Obligations by Calix, Tathartiel :

Danny is doing his kingly duties when a demon breaks into a meeting demanding the king’s soul. Now Danny has only a few months to find his birth father and nullify this soul contract or else he becomes a slave to the demon on his 16th birthday.

Word Count: 114,383

It Takes Three Days to Get Adopted by corkinavoid :

Danny is just doing Jazz a favor. Pretty simple favor, actually, check out the haunted house her boyfriend's family lives in. And of course, being the responsible sister, she has already made all the arrangements, so all he has to do is just show up, walk in, look around, maybe kick some ghost butt out, maybe deal with some shades or possessed artifacts. Easy. Wait, isn't this the Wayne manor? No, it's okay. Not every rich person has a weird secret basement, he'll be fine. What are the chances of another billionaire deciding to adopt him on sight? (Damn it, Jazz! You knew, didn't you?!) Just another Danny adoption fic, yes. Word Count: 50,143

Scrawny kid and the Batmobile by PickleofwhichisFickle64 :

Danny on the run from the GIW, stuck as a 10 year old, winds up in Gotham. He spots the Batmobile and decides to add a new feature to it. Dick Grayson is confused as to why a small child is elbow deep in the engine of the Batmobile.

Word Count: 7,185

On-going

Knight of the Boyking by Milaley :

There is a child hiding behind him. A glowing, powerful and possibly ghostly child with a flaming crown hovering above their head but a child, nonetheless. Older than Damian but younger than Tim. They are clutching onto the fabric of his batman cape with one shaking hand, making themselves as small as possible, trembling with fear. There are two guns pointed at Batman by a pair of muscular men wearing white suits and dark sunglasses. These two things are connected. An injured Danny runs to Batman for protection and in turn, makes the Dark Knight's life a lot more complicated. Word Count: 49,196

It may feel like an ending (but the battle's just begun) by NotSoStarCrossed :

He can't believe this is how he’s meeting his bio mother. It was never something he thought he’d have to do alone. — Lois could no longer push her baby into the someday. He had burst, rather abruptly, into the now. OR Lois had a kid she gave up for adoption and Danny can't seem to stop running. OR Danny's on the run after his friends and family were killed by the GIW. After escaping from Vlad he runs to the only place no one will look for him, the home of his birth mother Lois Lane. Word Count: 13,160

Alien Boys by Zylev :

With Amity Park destroyed, Danny falls through a portal that sends him to another Earth. The Justice League assume he’s an alien and treat him as such—but Danny might be more of an alien than he would’ve thought. Based on: This Word Count: 84,756

We Could Be Home by MyNameIsJag :

Danny has been deaged, he is hungry and very angry. Given his tiny body and fluctuating powers, there's not much he can do about that. He has questions that need answers, why is he here, where is his family, what is going on? Also why is everyone so weird? Danny gets thrown into Omegaverse DC, coming from somewhere were that is a fanfiction category, it's a bit of a culture shock. Poor Danny has so navigate this world with new rules he doesn't know or understand. Find a way home, maybe find out what happen to the him from this universe, and try not to get attached. The Batfam are just excited for the new pup in the family. Word Count: 13,385

Ghost King in Gotham (On Temporary Hiatus) by GDogDfeld124 :

Danny Fenton moves into Gotham to get away from the GiW and his parents. Luckily for him he got a scholarship to Gotham University and could move in without trouble. Everything goes haywire when one day while doing his homework he gets summoned. _____________ Planning for this one to be a long one. Trying not to make this crack. Word Count: 74,968

r/AITA for not wanting to clean the BASEMENT? by SaturdayNightFrights :

Danny doesn’t have many people to turn to about the minor issues in his life. So he does what any normal teenager in today’s time does: makes a post on Reddit.

Word Count: 17,091

Found Family by EvaDragon :

Danny Phantom is rescued from GIW by Batman and Superman, panics and runs from the heroes mid-flight back to the Watch Tower. He is then found by Bruce Wayne in Gotham. Bruce convinces the still injured Danny to convalesce at Wayne Manor. After spending time in Wayne Manor, Danny's core overrides his brain, and Danny spills his deepest secrets. Damian, to everyone's surprise, is the first to approach Bruce about adopting Danny, and is also the first to try to convince his siblings about the adoption. Damian's siblings are very much onboard with this plan, as most of them were at the Watch Tower when Danny was rescued. Now they just have to convince Danny that being in a family of multibillionaire vigilantes isn't all that bad. Word Count: 11,375

Experiment 666- project failure by Daemonshadowfox :

Let it never be said, Batman does have a heart. However, taking home the creature brings new issues to the house. Alfred is happy however, he has a new grandchild to take care of and the rest of the Bat-Clan is happy to have someone new to play with. Enjoy the chaos that happens when Danny joins the Bat-Clan.

Word Count: 18,215

Going Broody by bloggerspam :

When a suddenly de-aged Danny meets Black Canary in the middle of a battle, he accidentally ghost-wails at her...except all it does is push her back a couple feet. ....And make her think he's the cutest Lil' Canary in the world. Word Count: 19,866

#danny phantom #ao3 fanfic #crossover fanfiction #danny fenton #dc universe #dp x dc crossover #batman #justice league #superman #nightwing #red hood #robin #red robin #orphan #spoiler dc #signal dc #black canary

136 notes · View notes

isovaytion · 1 month ago

Text

Iso new intro and relationship chart!

I remade her lore so here's it is below if you wanna read it :p

The new girl from California!

After having a troublesome life for her early teenage years Iso decided she wanted to restart everything all over and do her last two high school years living her grandma in Eltingivlle. It doesn't sounds so bad at first until she realised she doesn't know jack shit about the town she was now living in.

Going from LA to Eltingivlle was huge culture shock for Iso as the high schools there were very cliquey it seems. Back in LA, Iso had various of different friends with different styles and interests. Now it was only jocks stick to jocks while preps stick to preps. Due to the huge difference it was difficult for Iso to try to reach out to others at the school, it made it worse since Iso isn't really the social type.

It wasn't until after she got a job at the local record store where she met two girls named Dorothy and Gabriela. two months later they wanted to make a club called the Girls Variety Club where Dorothy was the leader and secretary of toys and cartoons, Gabriela secretary of anime and manga, and Iso secretary of music and stuff that would be considered niche.

Iso is very big on music and is considered a music freak to others. (mostly to the The Etlingvlle and Girls Variety club) She is all about finding stuff she considers "niche" to listen too and puts herself on a pedestal for knowing underground genres and artist most people wouldn't know. Even though Iso is mostly a quiet semi intense person she can come off very arrogant and thinks she's better for liking unpopular artists.

The place Iso works at is right next to Joe's comic place, so sometimes she'll walk around the store even if she gets weird stares by weird nerds. It makes her uncomfortable most of the time but is really mellow about it if she's with the rest of her club.

Iso dynamic with The Eltingivlle Club:

Iso is known as the weird mysterious girl to the club, mostly due to her being the quiet one out of her friend group. She encounters them mostly at Joe's or at the record store she works at. She goes to the same school but doesn't talk to them at all unless she has to which is very rare honestly.

The boys can be very weird towards Iso, mostly Pete for his creepy behavior and Bill for his misogynistic ways, having a weird one sided beef with her on his behalf. They do say a lot of micro aggressions which gets her to snap at them sometimes if she gets super overwhelmed by it.

Despite her being seriousness she's a major troll. When she's with her friends she loves to mess around with Bill, getting him riled up and angry with her crude jokes.

She doesn't hate the boys, she's mostly just gets second hand embarrassment from the way they act in public. But she does find herself having a little crush on Jerry, even being a little more comfortable around him then the others.

#the eltingville club #eltingville club #eltingville oc #welcome to eltingville #self insert #SoundCloud

23 notes · View notes

jillsandwhichs · 6 months ago

Text

Our Future Days

Joel Miller x Reader series, Chapter 9, Melody

Masterlist

Pairing: F!Reader x Joel Miller

Summary: Tommy takes you up to Jackson where you and Joel are finally able to reunite

WC: 3.6k

Type: SFW

A/n: Hi! Hope you all enjoy. Please check out my masterlist, there's a lot of stuff there. You can get to know me, you can see the rules of my blog and then you can see all of my fanfictions. You'll be able to find the previous chapters to this fic and upcoming ones. You'll also be able to find my Wattpad & AO3. Comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated. Thank you

Tommy's horse began to slow down which caused you to look up. That entire ride, your head was resting against his backpack. You couldn't help but just stay like that with your eyes closed. Admittedly, you were thinking about Joel and how it'll be to see him again after two decades. You wonder if he'll even recognize him. You hope so.

Not much has changed with you. Same face just a bit aged, same body type but only slimmer if anything, same hair color and what not. You'd say all that's changed is you have longer hair and a skinner body type than before due to the lack of food and nutrition. You presume he appear very aged just based on those investigation photos you seen awhile back. He definitely aged due to stress—there's no way a man looks that rough in their fourties.

Nonetheless, you still find him attractive and you know that if you saw him out in the wild, you'd know it's him.

Looking before you, you saw a large long gate. It was a deep blue color and there appeared to be two people on top of it in little boxes. They're probably the ones in charge of keeping a lookout—smart. "Open the gates!" Tommy shouted to the two men. They gave him a nod and shortly after, both doors opened at a slow and agonizing rate. Your heart beat began to increase in speed and you could feel your palms getting hotter. You are nervous.

Tommy's horse picked up in speed again as he rode in through the gates. You analyzed the area. Wow. It's like a literal township. You are impressed to say the least. They really made Jackson their own. Tommy chuckled, "Enthralled?" "Definitely." You huffed out. You are proud of Tommy and the life he's managed to build alongside these people. They must have a strong bonded group. You doubt any of the people you were once with could've pulled this off. Maybe John but that's it.

You started to dart your eyes around. You hoped to catch a glimpse of Joel or just someone you may have known from a past group. Nothing. "Where do you think he is?" You asked Tommy. "My guess? Either at his house or at the bar." You nodded at his words. Makes sense. Tommy rode his horse into the stable and hopped off. He reached his hand out and helped you off as well. A blonde haired woman walked up with haste and looked you up and down before glaring at Tommy.

"Tommy I-" "Maria, don't start just yet, let me explain." Maria scoffed and crossed her arms. You felt judged. You also felt a bit scared. This woman seems intimidating. Tommy introduced you and began to continue his statement. "Me and Joel have known this woman for damn near twenty years. She was Joel's neighbor. I'm not sayin' she has to stay permanently, she's only here to talk to Joel." Tommy established with Maria. The woman looked at you and spoke.

"Listen I don't mean to come off as bitchy it's just that I don't trust very easily." Maria said softly with her hand cautiously in front of her. "No apology necessary, I understand. Like Tommy said I'm just here for Joel." You spoke kindly to her. Maria gave you a soft smile. "Okay." She nodded. "He's probably with Ellie at the tipsy bison, come on, I'll walk you there." Maria stated. You glanced back at Tommy and said thank you. He gave you a nod.

You and Maria began to walk side by side of one another as she led you through the town. The grass was green and the dirt on the ground was beige. It looked... Lively. Like a real town. You were surprised by all of this. People around the area were in nice clothing. It is later in the year, most likely November if you had to guess. You're sure this place will be covered in snow soon. You have to admit, this place is epic.

There were even children. You haven't seen a child in years. They were smiling and laughing. The sight was precious. There are also a lot of buildings that are clearly being put to good use. You saw a school, an aid and even a deli. "I have to say, this is impressive." You gawked out. Maria snorted and nodded. "Thank you. Me and Tommy built this together alongside our community. We've worked seriously hard so I appreciate that." Maria smiled at you.

Maybe this woman isn't so intimidating after all. She seems sweet. "Is Tommy your boyfriend?" "Husband." "That's nice. Did you two meet during all of this? I just don't recall him having a lady back in the day." "During all of this, yes. So I've heard, Joel talks about how much of a wild cat Tommy was." Maria giggled. You laughed along with her. "I don't remember much about Tommy, he was quiet and was only ever over if Joel had work." "Right." Maria nodded. She does seem cool.

"Just to warn you, Joel isn't the talkative type. A lot has happened to him and he's definitely closed up." Maria said softly. She seemed sad. You sighed softly. "I understand. I'll be understanding." "Good. He's definitely gotten better ever since he met Ellie but overall, he's still that brudy man." Maria giggled. Ellie? Who the hell is Ellie? You went quiet. Did he find some kind of lover in the midst of all of this?

Standing before the two of you was a place called the 'Tipsy Bison'. "Is this it?" "Yes. Come on in." Maria said kindly, opening the door and holding it for you. You walked in and Maria did too. Wow. This place is full of life. It has a warm feeling to it. It's definitely the lighting and the joyous laughter and conversing. The lighting is a deep orange dim color and the people just seem... Normal...

You looked around and whistled. "This reminds me of a bar near my hometown. This is great." "Thanks. I designed most of it myself because it was completely torn down. I've definitely flipped it for the better." "For sure." You're still wondering who Ellie is. If Joel has some sort of a girlfriend now, you get it, but it'll be a bit upsetting. You don't know why or how but you've somehow managed to maintain feelings for him. It's not healthy you imagine but it's just how it is.

Maria waved to someone and ambled up to her. The person was a young girl. She's definitely a young teenager. She's super pretty and seems quiet. All she is doing is eating a sandwich at the table. "Ellie, hey, where's Joel?" What a fucking relief. Ellie is a little kid. Thank God. You sighed softly and crossed your arms. "He just left, said he was going back to his place to get some rest." Maria sighed and nodded. "Thanks honey. Continue eating."

She glanced back at you. "Off to Joel's it is then." Maria then had the two of you walk out through the back. "Another thing we've managed to pull off was having houses all around. We have almost fourty different homes now. For others, we have cabins or they shelter someplace else. But Joel and Ellie have their own place together." "Who is Ellie to Joel? Sarah is his kid." Maria paused in her tracks and looked back at you. "It's going to be a long story and it's a story for you and Joel." How ominous.

You nodded and continued to stroll beside her.

After walking for a bit, you two reached a road and Maria nudged you. "This is it. His house is just up there." She pointed to a house just a few yards ahead. It was a white house. It looked like your average home, it was pretty but ran down. There was a white picket fence surronding it too and a cemented staircase leading up to it. The two of you gradually got closer and your heart rate once again increased. You've never been this nervous before, not even when in a fight or when doing something you shouldn't be doing.

Although, you froze. You froze as the front door opened and you saw him. He was wearing a brown jacket with a black shirt and jeans. Definitely still has his old style. He was wearing torn up boots too. His brown hair was lightly now and more messy. He had a bit of a beard but it appears he recently shaved it. You couldn't move. Maria nudged you but quickly realized you were in complete shock.

"Hey Maria." Joel said as he stepped off of his porch and began to tread closer to you both. "Hi!" Maria said in a friendly voice. It seems he has yet to notice it's you. Maybe he doesn't recognize you. As Joel got closer, his eyes widened and he dropped the bag he was holding. Maria slowly stepped back. "I'll just let you two... Rekindle..." Maria definitely felt the tension between the two of you.

The two of you locked eyes. This moment, you thought it'd never come but here you are, living it. You couldn't speak. Literally, you are speechless. Joel huffed out a breathless laugh. "Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" He still has that southern accent you love. You didn't say anything. "After all these fuckin' years, you're alive?" Joel said in disbelief. You could feel your heart slow down. He seems happy? Right?

"Joel, I." You couldn't finish your sentence because you were suddenly picked up into his embrace. He had his burly arms around your torso as he held you close. Your arms encased around his neck and you giggled. This is a feeling you'll never forget because it's the feeling you had when you first saw him—love. Joel spun you around and held onto you tightly. You didn't want to let go, not ever.

The hug was special. This was the kind of hug you experience very few times in your life. It was full of love and remorse, kindness and happiness. "Jesus Christ." Joel whispered as he slowed down and placed you back down. You chuckled and gazed up at him as your feet hit the ground. His hands stayed on your waist and yours on his shoulders. He's gotten taller, or maybe you've shrinked. Or you're just misremembering because it's been twenty fucking years.

"Let me look at ya." Joel whispered. He looked you up and down and smiled. "Holy shit." He hummed. You didn't know what to say. You are just... Happy. The happiest you've been throughout this entire shit show. "Hi." Was all you managed to get out. "Hi? That's all you gotta say?" Joel laughed, he was just teasing you. His hands went to your face and he sighed. "You're so cold, come on." He took your hand and jogged you up to his house, completely forgetting about the bag he left on the ground.

Closing the door behind you, Joel entered his living room and patted a spot beside him. You sat down and sighed deeply. Joel looked at you again. Both of you are in shock. "Jesus girl, I figured you was dead." Joel admitted. You laughed out. "I myself am surprised I survived this long." You actually managed to speak. Joel's soft eyes gazed at you. "You look... The same... You sound softer, somehow." Joel chuckled. You giggled.

At least he thinks you still look the same. You constantly worry about looking too old.

"Tell me, how have you survived this long? Just tell me how these two decades have been for you." Joel was ready to listen intently to all of it. You snorted and nodded. "This is going to be a long one." "And I'll listen to every bit." Joel said with assurance. You smiled. "Well, when, Sarah and Tommy left, I took Becker into my car and we drove away. We drove for miles and miles until we got to Oregon." You stated.

"The car eventually gave out so we went on foot but we got to my parents house. They were both dead. Like I literally walked into the house and saw my mother and father decomposing. I never saw my sister, I still have no clue where she's at. Same goes for her dog she had at the time." You said. Joel spoke quickly, "I'm sorry for your loss." "It's okay. I'm long since over it." You spoke softly.

"Me and Becker eventually found a different car full of gas and we drove off for miles then. I was completely stocked up, I had a full arsenal and a shit ton of food. We stayed in Oregon for a while until eventually we moved back to Texas and that was pretty crazy as you can imagine." You said softly. Joel was still listening. "I think most of my time has been in Texas. I was even a QZ there for a while, that's how I knew you were still alive."

A confused look painted Joel's face. "What do you mean that's how you knew I was alive?" "I saw photos of you and some other woman. Those photos have been surfacing for a while." "Right. That was Tess. We were smugglers." You gave him a nod. It makes sense. It's a rough way to live, definitely not an honest one, but it gets the job done. "I moved away from Texas again and ended up staying in Michigan for a while. I had a great group there. But they eventually all died, me and Becker had to go."

"After Michigan, I stayed in Maine for a long time and that's when I lost Becker. He passed away. That was about four years ago. I stayed in Maine for another year after that but then I eventually found my way here, in Wyoming." You adjusted your seating position. You didn't know what else to say. "That's basically how it's been for me. It's been rough and I've been alone for most of it, but I've managed to survive and I think that's all that matters."

Now that you think about it, you can't shut up. It's hard not to. You and him have so much to catch up on. Joel nodded. "I'm sorry Becker died. He was a great dog. I knew you and him would stick together." "We definitely did. Through thick and thin." Joel chuckled at your words. He found that adorable. "Tell me, how has it been for you?" You are sure his life has been a lot more eventful.

Joel sighed deeply. He seemed upset, sad. You made a confused look. "If you don't want to, that's okay." "No, I do. It's just the beginning that's hard to get through. I'm just going to say it, Sarah died. She got shot on the same night all of this shit went down." That made you go quiet. She was shot? She was just a kid. This made you feel so sorry for Joel. He lost his babygirl. That must've been was Maria meant. This is terrible.

You let out a soft sigh and set your hand on his upper shoulder. You rubbed it gently and nodded. "I'm so sorry. Sarah was so sweet. She didn't deserve that." "No, she didn't. She was shot by some military guy. I tried takin' the bullet for her but it seems I didn't have my timin' correct." You shook your head. "It isn't your fault. It's the corrupt military. It was crazy that night." You reassured him. Joel licked his lips in concentration. He was trying to continue on.

"After she died, I ended up in a hospital where I was mended alongside Tommy. I could hardly live without her. My only will was Tommy. Me and him ended up in Boston where we became smugglers. I was a smuggler before I met Tess." Joel stated. "Then Tommy left me for some time. I was alone. He got sick of me, joined the fireflies and I hadn't seen him for a while. Actually, not even until recently." You were surprised. They always seemed close. At least they have each other again.

"When me and Tess met, I had a reason to live again. Me and her were smugglers together, we work together for a long fuckin' time until she died on me too." "Were you and Tess like...?" You paused. You are treading lightly. You don't want to upset him. Joel just gave you a nod. "We definitely hooked up a few times but she wasn't into romance or dating." Joel snickered.

That made you laugh. At least he had some action during the apocalypse. You did too. With John. "I knew someone like that as well. His name was John. I met him when I was in Maine." "Where is he now?" "No clue. He's still alive but when I left Maine he didn't want to come with me, I left alone." "I see." Joel stated. "Look at you now. Still alive. You didn't need anyone. I'm not saying this to sound like a dick but I'm surprised, a girl of your size and caliber would have died in usual situations."

You giggled and nodded. He isn't wrong. You are surprised yourself. Everyone told you that you would die sooner or later yet you're still living and breathing. Not even most men could survive on their own. You have always been impressed with yourself and your survival skills.

"No offense taken. I am surprised myself. I think it's mainly because I've stayed out of the action. I've really managed to stay stealthy and not in a lot of sticky situations, you know?" "Opposite of me. I was always getting caught up in some kind of bullshit." Joel laughed, crossing his arms. You nodded. "Sounds like you." You are just happy he's okay. You can't believe this. This is a once in a lifetime experience.

"I guess I never clarified how I found out about this place and about you." You stated. Joel nodded, "Yeah, I hadn't really thought 'bout it. I'm still starstruck if I'm being honest." "I was out on raid, looking for a random stuff when I saw your brother. The man nearly fucking killed me but we managed to realize who one another was. I asked him to take me here so I could see you." "I'm surprised he took you, he's always nervous about lettin' people in."

"He seemed a little off but I'm pretty sure he trusts me, and he should, I mean no harm. I only wanted to see you and I planned to go on my way." Joel raised his eyebrow. You didn't know why. "Go on your way?" "Yeah. I guess I just planned on saying hi to you, catching up with you, then leaving." Joel chuckled and shook his head. "I'll talk to Tommy about getting you a place here."

That surprised you. That's such a sweet thing to do. It would be nice to have a place to call home. You haven't had anywhere in so long. Being able to live in the same vicinity as Joel would be amazing. "You don't have to do that." "I want to." Joel spoke in a low tone. You didn't try fighting back. You know how that will go. "It seems we've had a pretty fucked up lives ever since everything went down, huh?" You huffed out. "For sure." Joel laughed. Both of you seem to laugh this stuff off, despite it killing the both of you on the inside.

"I always hoped we meet again." Joel admitted. It's true. He thought about you a lot. He's told everyone about you, at least those close to him. "I did as well. When I heard about you in the QZ I was in, I had faith." "I'm glad ya did." Joel muttered. "Can I ask you something?" "Yeah. Shoot." "Who is Ellie? Maria brought her up and I saw her for a brief moment at the bar in town." Joel's face went soft entirely when you brought her up.

"I'll tell you more later but just know, and I don't mean to sound like an idiot, but she saved my life." You smiled. You found that sweet. It's kind of predictable. He sees Sarah in Ellie and has clearly been able to heal because of that. You are glad he's been able to find someone. "You don't sound like an idiot. Is she under your guardianship?" "She is. A lot of people think she's my biological daughter." Joel cackled. "Do you treat her as if she's your daughter?" "I'm definitely paternal towards her but she is her own person." You nodded, you get what he means.

Ellie saved him. You can tell. The way he talks about her. You'd like to know more about the two of them. Maybe I'll get to meet her officially.

You sighed deeply and stood up. Joel's eyes followed your figure. "You alright?" "Yes. I'm just a little winded by all of this, that's all." "You hungry?" "Definitely." You snickered. Joel also stood up and nudged his head towards his front door. "Let's go get lunch. We can catch up more then." "Food sounds amazing right now. We can." Joel gazed at you and smiled. "Let's head out then. Just follow me." The two of you then exited his home, and had a great lunch together where the two of you continued to catch up.

#joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #the last of us #tlou #the last of us fanfiction #our future days fanfiction #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #tumblr fyp

41 notes · View notes

immoralimmortals · 7 months ago

Note

ok so what if, hear me out Takara was pregnant (gasp) nah like I want to hear your thoughts on this

So all cards on the table...miracle of life, wonderful, wonderful thing... Yeah, I know all that. But all the same, pregnancy to me is largely a form of body horror. A lot of this is going to be on the fly since it's not my cup of tea. So putting that aside and trying to make the subject warm and romantic, here are some thoughts on what it'd be like if Takara was pregnant:

You KNOW they dote on her. Absolute kings. There isn't a day that passes where ten separate Akatsuki members come up to her, if not multiple times, to make sure she's okay.

Itachi swears she's radiant, glowing like she's holy. You've heard this all before in other headcanons on this site-- he's over the moon with love. Glued to her side, yet somehow not overbearing. 10/10, I'd let this man be with me during my morning sickness. Takara will want for nothing. Probably becomes the most overtly sweet and romantic in al the time they've known each other, gently stroking her skin and kissing her head. When it comes to the point where she's "showing", he's quick to tell Kisame to do tasks for Takara whenever she's about to do something, and he has to be reminded she's not useless and it's good for both her and the pregnancy to continue being active.

You thought Kisame was awkward and cautious *before*? He's at the point where every single little touch, regardless how small or where it is on her body, is so, so purposeful. Nothing he does is haphazard. He will clear paths for her if necessary. He's her knight, her guardian, placing himself between her and the rest of the world. Definitely at one point rests his head on her belly and cries. He's very quick to answer to Itachi's orders and further enables inactivity. It is a lot easier to use his body to interact with other things than it is to use it to directly touch her; he's up for anything. He'll mow down a mountain just so she could go for a walk without having an incline. He will walk to town to buy her flowers every single day.

Hidan gets...quieter around her, especially as the pregnancy begins to show. He's more observant than before. Still gets into his usual attitudes if he doesn't understand or see something coming ("What? You seemed FINE a second ago! What do you MEAN you're gonna throw up!")...but he's certainly taking all this in. What does it mean to Jashin if someone brings forth life instead of takes it? He holds his prayer beads and feels the sigil between his fingers, only shutting his eyes to pray once she is surely asleep. He'll wonder a lot, eventually out loud, what the baby is going to be like, who they'll grow up to be, what it'll be like to have one around. He won't say it, but he's nervous as hell for that part. It's a whole new human being.

Kakuzu is so fucking stressed. This man is the closest in the group to being a normal-ass man with a normal-ass job and goal. He is trying to coordinate enough income for eleven fucking people to live at least somewhat comfortably. You're going to add a BABY? Good lord he might break. That being said, he's a worrywort that's always a little bit on edge. If someone is fucking around with her or the pregnancy too much, he will actually hit you. ...But not until he took you outside, she doesn't need to see it and stress herself or the baby. He is also especially concerned about accidentally being too rough. She'd have to convince him to touch her or sit next to her. Once she does? He finally relaxes, and he's in heaven. There's a whole world that fits right in his arms. He has a second chance not just with her but this child to have a life worth living.

Deidara is the most to treat her like...a normal human being undergoing a body change? I'm not saying he's uncaring, more like he's the best at not losing his fucking mind. Most willing to just hang out and not make it weird, let her do things on her own. Other people-- no, literally everyone else-- will see her reaching up in the kitchen cabinet for a mug and will scold him for not jumping to do it for her. He argues otherwise-- and it makes sense-- so therefore the other person gets pissed off. He tells Takara to be grateful for what he does for her independence, and she genuinely is, rewarding him with a kiss on the cheek that makes him bright red. It makes him stutter and try to move on so things are normal again. I think like Hidan-- even more so actually-- he's very curious about what it'll be like once the baby is around. It's fun to see her change little by little, day by day, too.

Sasori doesn't like change. That's kind of his whole bit. He isn't looking forward to the noise, the filth, the troubles of a baby and then later another growing person. So the pregnancy is kind of a precursor for that. Once it's clear that yes, this baby is coming, he has to make peace with it. He's the one that's most attentive about her physical health and body. He'll notice any change in color of her skin-- reddening or paling-- catch on to ANY morning sickness before she even says a word. She'd have to remind him that regardless of if the stretch marks stay, they're a part of her right now, and with that explanation he begrudgingly appreciates them. He eventually becomes entranced by the idea of teaching the child what he knows.

Konan is...wistful, I think, as well as in awe. She's kind of like Itachi in that she's very present, very gentle. But Takara being pregnant gives her a lot of...thought. Surely when she was born-- when Nagato and Yahiko were born-- their parents, too, had the best intentions in the world. A piece of her is afraid. The best laid plans can still fall into ruin, the intentions of being good parents and giving a happy life certainly did not happen to her and her friends. That being said, she finds comfort in being a pragmatic planner. She's the one that gets a routine for Takara both prenatal and then postnatal, the one that strategized how the baby is going to be educated, what kind of food they need, etc. So if nothing else-- if anything and everything goes wrong-- they at least have a plan to follow even if they panic. She also, like Itachi, finds her radiant in this time. I can see her sitting with Takara and holding her hand for hours on end, just finding peace in how much she loves her right now.

Nagato picks up where Konan leaves off on the whole planning thing. She is not to be alone at any time. She wants to go for a walk? Kisame, walk ten paces ahead, Kakuzu, ten paces behind, Deidara, go up in the trees. If she so much as scrapes her knee, there will be consequences. This will NOT be fucked up. He won't say it, but he loves her even more right now than he ever thought he could. He thinks that despite all her flaws-- any human has flaws, of course-- Takara will be the best mother to grace this universe or any other.

"Tobi" is so, so excited. While Konan is sitting next to her, he's on the floor, wrapping around Takara's legs, talking endlessly about how much fun the baby is going to be. He's also excessively careful and protective, which is in earnest at heart but also being played up so no one second guesses he's an idiot. He will throw away a cup of tea if he deems it too hot for her to drink, uncaring if it hits and spills on someone else. In private...he's quieter. I can see him putting on her socks for her as she has trouble bending, and he does it nearly reverently, looking up at her through that mask with a gaze she can feel as adoring. Obito is feeling every emotion possible. He's afraid, he's overjoyed, he's shaken, he's happy. This situation is the culmination of everything he's come to want while Takara has been here. He looks at her carrying this baby like she's Mary, mother of Jesus.

Zetsu is the funniest one. He doesn't get it. Like he DOES-- there'd be a joke where he'd say he doesn't get it and Tobi begins to explain where babies came from and Zetsu would yell at him to shut up-- but he doesn't get it. He's like me, the author, in the sense that like...if you really want to experience parenthood...why are you making a whole new baby? There are so many babies out there who NEED a parent. And you're going to fill up that slot? Humans are really genuinely so selfish, what the hell. That aside, he's at least mindful of her, in a physical and medical sense. He asks her questions, in the rare moments she is alone, and he genuinely listens and tries to engage. I think he would, finally, in at least a little way "get it" when Takara invites him to put an ear to her stomach and listen.

Everyone is excited to see who the father is, regardless of how much they say it does or doesn't matter.

#akatsuki x reader #akatsuki headcanons #akatsuki x oc #pregnancy cw #itachi x reader #kisame x reader #kakuzu x reader #hidan x reader #sasori x reader #deidara x reader #konan x reader #nagato x reader #obito x reader #zetsu x reader #aswtn fic

38 notes · View notes

felixcloud6288 · 2 months ago

Text

Dungeon Meshi Adventurer’s Bible Characters Part 2

Senshi, Izutsumi, and Falin

Senshi

Senshi's birthday is October 2. He's 112 years old. I don't remember if or where it was talked about, but I want to say dwarfs can live to around 250. Laios said they live about 2.5 times longer than Tall-men, which would put their life expectancy around 150. Either way, Senshi is an older fellow.

His int should be higher. Make it a 3. And shouldn't his stamina be lower? Dwarfs having lower stamina was a point brought up in the changeling arc.

All of Senshi's keywords stem from his first time in the dungeon. He lost his parents when he was 22, which would be the equivalent of 8. And according to his timeline, he and the rest of Gillan's team spent two years trapped in the dungeon before Senshi was the only survivor. He was 38 when Gillan died, equivalent to 15.

There's that note how Senshi didn't have the same interest in ancient technology and minerals that the other miners did. He likely joined them simply because he wanted to follow Gillan rather than due to any personal desires. Any maybe that helped contribute to why he survived both his initial encounter in the dungeon and all the years since. The dungeon never had to bear its fangs at him because he didn't want to disturb it.

Senshi's life is so heavily tied to the dungeon. His past, his motivations, his skills, and his desires are all linked to it. I imagine that if he could have any wish, it would be to try again. He was young and inexperienced when Gillan's team came to the dungeon. He couldn't fight or hunt, and all he could do was read the maps and figure out how to escape. But he only accomplished that after everyone was dead.

He probably wishes he could show Gillan that he became strong and dependable and he could be useful to a group of explorers who are lost in the dungeon with no way to escape and no supplies. Laios gave him the chance to prove it to himself, as well as help him overcome the various other concerns he had about his past.

Senshi's relationship chart includes the members of Gillan's miners. Interestingly, we have Senshi's opinions on them and their opinions on each other, but none of their opinions on Senshi. He might not have ever known what they think of him, or maybe it's because there's no point in getting the opinions of the dead.

Senshi's maxims are "Hold your spoon properly", "We were already part of the dungeon's circle", and "I've always wanted to have this soup one more time." I'd summarize it as "Respect and understand what you eat because we are all part of the environment we live in."

And Senshi's first death was indeed to the dungeon rabbits.

All the comics in the Adventurer's Bible could be safely labeled non-canon but I want to point out how I cannot find any reasonable moment in the story where Marcille, Chilchuck, and Senshi could have sat down to have this conversation.

To start, it would have to be after chapter 49 because that was when they first heard his backstory. But Marcille doesn't seem to have the bangs she has from that moment in the story.

Second, they're in their casual attire so they couldn't be on the sixth floor because it was too cold.

Finally, The layout of the brick wall behind Senshi is the pattern from the Tall-man built castle and town, not the Dwarf ruins.

Senshi said he'd only started cooking monsters about 20 years ago. Until then, maybe he got by using the golems to grow vegetables and trade with the orcs.

Marcille's father's love of history definitely rubbed off on her. Look at how interested she is in hearing Senshi talk about his experience when the dungeon was discovered.

Did Thistle flood the fourth floor in response to influx of adventurers? Or does Senshi mean that most of the more dangerous monsters in the fourth floor are recent additions?

Izutsumi

Of all the things the Adventurer's Bible could reveal about Izutsumi, I was not expecting it to reveal that she has only one pair of nipples.

Her birthday is April 21. Her name is "Unknown". I guess she was never given a name and Izutsumi is what she decided to call herself.

Appropriate stats. I would have assumed strength was a 3, but I guess you need to be physically strong to be effective with throwing weapons.

Izutsumi's beast soul is a great cat. I'm going to guess it's a leopard of some kind. Those live in Africa and Asia.

"Izutsumi thinks that both her patchwork appearance and the fact that she can't build good relationships are the fault of the monster's soul." Izutsumi, that second one is on you.

That thing @eldritchsteamhearted said about how the cat form is the base for Izutsumi really flips the script about several things about her. I think it makes more sense to assume her personality is the cat's processed through a human intellect. When they were in the Golden Castle village, Izutsumi became passive and acted more like a lazy house cat. The barrier in the village overwrites monster personalities to act more like domestic livestock. If Izutsumi's beast soul is the dominant one, then it would make sense the barrier caused a sudden shift in her personality because it rewrote how her cat brain is supposed to act.

Even though she doesn't have the dietary restrictions a cat normally would have, she'd still have a natural preference to eat what her original cat body wants.

The Adventurer's Bible notes Izutsumi was happy to eat mushrooms when she got turned into an orc. When the party got transformed the first time, they were all fully capable of using their new bodies without issue. Senshi could walk with a body with long limbs, Marcille could process everything she was hearing without being overwhelmed, and Izutsumi behaved like a kobold in battle. The brain is a part of the body so if their bodies were transformed, it would make sense their brains would be altered and their brains would just be wired to handle their new bodies.

Anyway, Izutsumi cat brain tells her to avoid mushrooms but the orc brain she got would tell her mushrooms are yummy, hence why she loved eating them when she was an orc.

Does Izutsumi have just the one kunai?

Yeah, she liked the coat and backpack Marcille and Chilchuck gave her. That's why they're her favorites.

Chilchuck is the only one in the party who doesn't see her as a cat. And it's probably because his dad-of-three-daughters instincts keep kicking in.

Izutsumi's maxims are "You've got pretty decent taste", "Come on, Bring it. I can take you all by myself!", and "I take the paths I like". I'll sum it up as "Have the strength to not need to rely on others so you can do and enjoy the things you want."

Death by shock is a rather bizarre death. And it was played for laughs when it happened.

I've seen the Izutsumi comic previously. There was a little hint of her preferring to snuggle with Chilchuck back in chapter 47 when Laios saw her sleeping on top of Chilchuck (And Chilchuck being really uncomfortable because of her weight).

That comment about Chilchuck having a higher body temperature is interesting. Do half-foots have naturally higher metabolisms than the other races? And does that contribute to them having shorter lifespans? Do dwarfs and elves have lower body temperatures?

There is a little bit of copy-pasting used to make this image. I drew a line showing roughly where the first repetition occurs. Also, notice that the little triangles are her ears.

A little bit of Izutsumi trying to share a bed with people might be her feeling lonely. She'd rather share a bed with Laios than sleep alone.

And Chilchuck went full protective-dad mode when he saw Laios petting her like she was a cat.

Falin

Falin's birthday is December 1. I don't know why, but I thought she was 24. She would have loved Senshi's Man-eating plant tart.

I have to just go with what the book says on these stats since most of what we know about Falin is from flashbacks. Full agreement on the stamina though.

The keywords section actually gives a lot of details about Falin that the story never managed to. Laios's people skill is more focused on understanding their behaviour so he becomes far more anxious when he feels like people are being hostile because he doesn't know why and assumes he did something wrong. Falin doesn't seem to register people's feelings at all unless she likes them. The book says she "senses that her father is clumsy with words, and that her mother worries a lot."

Huh. So Falin is nearsighted and that's why she's always squinty-eyed. And the chimera thing fixed her eyesight. Falin had a mark on her chin from when she was little so old injuries carried over to her new body. And she squinted her eyes throughout the final chapter and MMT14 so I'd assume she didn't keep the corrected vision.

Falin was 9 when Laios left home and a year later she went to the magic academy. She was there for 8 years and ran away the moment she reunited with Laios. We don't get any first-hand accounts about her opinions and experience at the academy, so I don't know whether or not she enjoyed her time there.

Everyone is generally positive about Falin. Senshi thinks all Tall-men look feminine, hence his comment. It's also why the fake Laios he made looked like her. Chilchuck has known her probably longer than anyone else aside from Laios. Kinda surprised he's uncomfortable around her.

Falin's maxims are "Let my brother...GO!", "I'm sorry. I'm taking him back", and "Wow! Oh wow! Wow! Wow!" I'm going to summarize hers as "Care for the living, be kind to the dead, and never stop being excited about the world."

So healing magic doesn't necessarily have to hurt. But you have to use additional magic to make it not hurt.

The only other point of reference I can find of someone using healing magic is when Mr Tansu healed Marcille in chapter 19 and Marcille didn't seem to feel any pain when he did it.

Honestly, I think Marcille just doesn't see the point in spending the extra magic to numb the pain when healing someone. She just wants to blow stuff up and commit international crimes with her magic. She only knows healing and support magic because it's a practical skill to have.

You know what else fiddle's with your sensations? Ibuprofen. And if you're in a situation where numbing your teammate's sense of pain while healing them puts them in danger, then they're probably in a situation where making them feel the pain when healing them is an even worse idea.

The second Falin comic is more of a world-building addition. It tells us what a priest does if they're not an adventurer. If Laios hadn't visited Falin, she would be working as a gravekeeper which Marcille says is a stable and respected job. I'd think Falin would get bored of that line of work pretty quickly with how free-spirited she is. She and Laios are where they are because they can't sit still, they're impulsive, and they like the thrill of adventure and discovery.

But they would also love a steady income as well.

back

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi readthrough

12 notes · View notes

the-ellia-west · 2 months ago

Note

🩹, 🎶, 🍎, 💙, and 🖤 for my son Wild????????

Sorry this is a lot I need to know everything about my boy ok /silly

🩹 ADHESIVE BANDAGE — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities? 🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often? 🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace? 💙 BLUE HEART — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world? 🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

TYSM FOR THE ASK, WILL!!! <3333

🩹 - Yes! Wild has an extremely severe case of a mental illness known as Alexithymia, which inhibits his ability to sense, understand, and experience emotion. His Experience around his new family help him treat it and help him to learn, understand, and feel emotions again.

🎶 - Wild likes calming music with no lyrics, very soft lyrics, or lyrics in a language he can't understand. He likes melancholy, sad, or gentle piano or jazz music, but he does like a lot of other types as well. His favorites are just the slower ones.

🍎 - Wild was born in a town in Vynduris called Makurin. He lives in the same house he was born in, but he ran away to be with the rest of the group. Wild doesn't hate his birthplace but it reminds him of his father, and his father is... well... funnnn...

💙 - Yes he does! Wild can turn himself and anything touching him invisible. He's not the best with magic, and at the start of the story, he can hardly control it, but he has a good mentor in Rose, and he eventually learns his powers don't stop there...

🖤 - Technically? Wild played a little hand in his Mother's death on accident. He accidentally breaks his father's heart every time he looks at Wild, bc the kiddo looks like his bio mom, and acts like his step-mom. He hasn't broken anyone's trust so far though.

@an-indecisive-nerd @sunflowerrosy @urnumber1star @homelessnerd @vesanal @darkandstormydolls @supercimi @corinneglass @sm-writes-chaos @thebookishkiwi @blargh-500 @lunaeuphternal @write-with-will @yolbert @thewritingautisticat @carb0n-m0n0xide

#Haunting box #Ellia's JoR #JoR answers #Wild JoR #Jest of Royalty #JoR WIP

12 notes · View notes

mintytealfox · 7 months ago

Note

angst, angst I say!! How much worst would it be if Norton had the touch of tuberculosis?

oh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSHH 😭😭😭😭

add a bit of BLOOD to those coughs and AAAAAAAHHH 😭😭😭😭

Like TB is infectious but can only be caught if you spend a lot of time with the person infected with it. So in Norton's case if Benny had it, then Norton would too, sense it seems like Norton only really spent time with Benny and a lot of time at that, enough to catch a thing like TB. orz Gee thanks Benny....

"Treatment Early diagnosis, adequate diet, rest, and fresh air could help some people recover or at least have a remission. However, such care wasn't an option for the poor <---------- 🙃

Death rate In 1882, TB killed one out of every seven people living in the United States and Europe

Leading cause of death In 1899, TB, also known as "consumption", was the leading cause of death worldwide

in the early 1900s, even under the best conditions, 50% of people with TB died within five years"

Bro would 95% be on his way OUT orz Bro would be at the point of: find a bed, lay in it, and calling it a life DX NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

*points at* vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv Doc Holiday

talk about not caring anymore and just collecting as MUCH money as he can in ANY WAY that he can. Like, he is gonna die soon anyway so why not grab all the money he can get his hands on for as long as he can.

the key years that might have helped him survive it were gone and wasted in the mines anyway, so, thinking his fate is sealed, might as well live a life that gives him blue skies

a life of Gambling, Drinking, Travel, Blackmail, and all around not giving a FLYING F---CARE

I think he would survive longer than he thought, but still counting his days for sure.

So he would 100% accept that invitation to a fancy manor cause "why not, sure, it'll be fun to be in a fancy place for once and a life is all it costs for all that money, then I could just relax and drink when I don't feel like gambling"

Feeling that fatigue getting to him and needing more money so he can have more rest days orz

"Those with active TB can show any of the following symptoms:

Bad cough (lasting longer than two weeks).

Pain in your chest.

Coughing up blood or sputum (mucus).

Fatigue or weakness.

Loss of appetite.

Weight loss.

Chills.

Fever.

Night sweats."

Gosh DANG orz

Like the image of Da Capo in the same room as him and he just looks an absolute sweaty mess that is sort of drunk (and being drunk causing him to be more chatty)

-Norton knowing everyone is staring at him- "what..? ya can't catch it unless you're locked in a room with me, breathing the same air for a looong while." -leans forward with a smirk- "Heeeell, we can even share a kiss right now and you wouldn't get it~"

Bro would be drowning in the walls he has put up around himself and the characters he puts on. IT would take an excavator and years to get to the real him by this point ;;

But the thought of bonding with the Da Capo/(except Orpheus pff) group through shared trauma after escaping, and and just constantly having each other's backs. Even though its a lot of getting Norton out of trouble cause he keeps going back to gambling when drunk and causing problems in towns they go to.

And then the time would come when Norton ends up in a hospital and just "looks like this is my last stop..." and unable to follow the group in their efforts to run and stay safe from anything manor related that is following them.

OH and then after hearing they left town he just gets out of bed and drinks as much booze as he can and causes one last big scene that prompts those who have been following them to go after Norton only for him to blowup one more mine.

orz

23 notes · View notes

black-flames-and-cherry-flowers · 3 months ago

Text

See You In Other Worlds #2

An Unusual Family

No matter how Suzu looks at them, the Uchihas are weird, first they live in that big manor on the hill that looks terribly unkempt, there are several rusty nails sticking through the fence that nobody bothers to remove, the gardens are filled with wild grass and if you don’t look where you are walking you can fall into one of the many graves that are splattered into the property, poison ivy sticks to a big part of the walls, black trees bend and twist into unnatural positions and shapes, all kinds of creatures hide in their shadows waiting for the next oblivious person, hell the whole house looks chilling even in the sunniest of the days of summer. In the darkest nights menacing wails are carried by the wind from the Uchiha's manor to the rest of the town.

But the Uchihas itself are even worse than their home, first the father, Sasuke, he is always clad in dark clothes, with his black hair covering one of his eyes, about said covered eye the rumors say that he can make a man go mad, his attitude so intimidating despite that most of the people have not seen him utter more than one or two sentences in a row, he glares menacingly at everyone that dares to come across his path and nobody is sure what he does for a living, Suzu has heard plenty of theories, he runs an underground market of lethal weapons, he is the leader of a terrorist group, some whisper that he is the ceo of an important tech company, or that he is responsible for the creation of a virus that made people explode, even that he is so stupidly wealthy that manages to influence the politics across several countries in the shadows so they do as he bids.

Then there is the mother, Sakura, always dressed in long fitted dresses, her long pink locks and apparently softer demeanor are a trap, it’s well known her interest in poisons and the strange array of poisonous plants that grow in her mossy greenhouse. One night some of the boys dared to enter on it, and came back swearing that there was this gigantic plant that was chewing on the door to door seller that wandered into the village that same day, but when confronted with it next morning, miss Uchiha only opened her big green eyes in feigned surprise and led the town's mayor and the chief of police to said greenhouse were there was no human munching plant to be found at all, then she said that if any other rascal dared to trespass into their home again, the family will deal with them in their own way, she said all of this with a big smile, after they rejected an offer of whatever she called tea and what it looked like dog cookies, waved the men goodbye as if being accused of being responsible of the disappearance of a person was a normal tuesday for her.

Sarada, the young daughter of the couple, is as unsettling as her parents, nothing in her behaviour looks nothing like a kid of her age, more like a granny trapped in a child’s body, her eyes too sharp behind her thick rimmed glasses, her gaze gives the impression that you are being dissected, always carrying that headless dino plushie, that knowing this family probably hides some type of knife on it.

There are two more members of the family, Madara and Obito, nobody is sure what kinship have with the other three, the first one with his wild hair, his robes that look from another time and that air of crazy warlock that probably is brewing potions with kids bones in a cauldron in the family basement, the later with his strange scars that cover half of his face, his eyes of different colors and a strange taste for playing the organ the nights of thunderstorms. There are even telltales about a severed hand that answers to the name Kakashi that roams and keeps the young girl company.

But the strangest thing of them it’s how a difference of most of the men in their town, Sasuke Uchiha’s gaze softens when he looks at his wife, like she is the most marvelous thing he can look at, how the couple seems to be proud of their daughter even at her smallest feats, her in particular loud way, she is constant downpour of pride and love for her ever serious offspring, none of them have missed an event were her daughter had to participate no matter how long or how particular tedious they found it, scoffing and snorting at other kids antics, they are there support her. Even Madara and Obito seem to be besotted by the child, ready to do what Sarada asks of them, they probably could kill for her too if asked.

Yeah, in the eyes of Suzu, the Uchiha’s are a bunch of freaks.

Inspired by a fanart made by Gwollu of the Uchiha family dressed as the Addams Family

#au #sasuke uchiha #sakura haruno #sasusaku #sarada uchiha #madara uchiha #obito uchiha #fanfic #ship: black flames and cherry flowers

12 notes · View notes

skyward-floored · 2 months ago

Note

I would like to hear about the dynamics between your OCs and the chain 🥺

- hero-of-the-wolf

Hehe you asked for it

SO Swamp and Wild would obviously get along pretty well (they’re like two steps away from each other lol) but also toss Hyrule in the mix and they get to bond over cults being obsessed with them! Fun! The three of them would also probably have fun gabbing about plants and stuff (though Swamp goes to Twilight to talk about animals. Sure he’s willing to eat just about anything, but Wild shoots literally everything down calm down dude).

In general Swamp and Twilight would get along though, like once Twilight gets over his “great Ordona there’s two of them” panic, he realizes he’s got similarities with him— they both love animals, are from small towns (more or less) with adopted family. They bond over that. Swamp also likes hearing about the different Zora everyone has, he’s writing this stuff down it’s so interesting (he and Hyrule have a funny moment where he’s talking about his family and Hyrule’s like “uh they didn’t just eat you or something?” Noses almost get broken).

Sky let Swamp borrow the Master Sword once and got it back with several plants stuck to it and the handle inexplicably sticky, and now he doesn’t let him borrow it anymore. Other than that, the two of them get along fine. They bond over how in loooooove they are with their Zeldas :3

Everyone else? Ehhh. Swamp isn’t terribly impressed by knights, so anyone in that category doesn’t get along with him as well in general. He thinks Legend’s items are neat but Legend is convinced he’ll get them all dirty or swampy or something especially after the Master Sword thing, so he watches him closely around his stuff. Swamp likes Wind, and Wind likes him and his Hyrule a lot since a bunch of it is watery. They bond over stuff like that (and small village things again too lol). That’s mostly everything they all think about him.

Berry would probably be somewhere around 12 when he’d join the chain, and therefore Wind is ecstatic he’s not the youngest anymore heck YEAH. Berry’s also kind of used to being the youngest of a group (read: his six older sisters) so he’s a lot more cool with it then Wind. He can sometimes act a little bit like the youngest though, and Wind is usually who sets him straight. They bond over both having sisters also :)

Berry lives in a village primarily known for farming, and his Hyrule as a whole has a lot of emphasis on agriculture, so he likes to talk with Twilight about that. He and Legend also get along fairly well interestingly enough— he reminds Legend of various kids he’s run into over the years and you know he’s got a soft spot for kids. Though honestly, Berry doesn’t not get along with anyone— he can be a little argumentative, but he’s got pretty good manners. He has to really adjust to being around all dudes though (he’s waaaay more used to sisters rather than brothers lol).

Uhh let’s seee...Berry is in slight awe of Time and Warriors, Four is good at dealing with his younger age and they get along pretty well (Four is also used to arguments lol), and Hyrule is immediately suspicious when he hears his Zelda has a brother (it’s not the same as yours Hyrule, calm down). Other than that, about what you’d expect I guess.

Lost I’ve mentioned some stuff of course— Twilight makes him uneasy, even after getting the basic explanation about his marks. He’d be torn about Wolfie (cute friendly dog, but dark magic, he’s actually a wolf even, he fights wolves all the time, but also CUTE DOG—), though eventually I think he’d warm up to him. Also he and Twi both love their Eponas so so much, so I think eventually they could find common ground there.

Lost clicks well with all the knights, Sky especially since he reminds him of the brief conversations he had with the hero’s spirit (the rest of them are so confused upon hearing this “what do you mean you TALKED TO HIM”). Time and Warriors he treats as his superiors, and it takes him a bit to relax with the rank stuff. He and Wild have an odd relationship— Lost reminds Wild a bit of how he was before the calamity, but also he gets it, he gets the shame and guilt of feeling (knowing) you weren’t strong enough, that you had a hand in the destruction of your kingdom. It’s not a 1/1 situation of course, but they can both relate. As does Time once he realizes what’s up.

He gets along better with the quieter Links in general honestly— he much prefers just sitting with someone rather than having a conversation. He’s content to just chill, or listen to someone else. Four’s good for that, as is Hyrule (and Hyrule also gets the whole “dont think I’m really a hero like you all” thing too). I think that’s the main stuff with everyone.

And then of course, Berry and Swamp get along great, Berry is very willing to go “yes, and?” to anything Swamp is thinking about doing, and once Wind or Wild gets head of it they’re unstoppable. Immediate chaos. Lost is more confused by their weirdness, and doesn’t usually participate. Berry is good for him though, helps gets him out of his self-imposed shell a bit. And though Swamp and Lost are certain they have nothing in common, they do both care for their Zeldas a lot, so they find some common ground there.

and I think that’s all lol

#oh that was a lot LOL #answers from the floor #lovely hero of the wolf #swamp link #hero of sages #Lost #I left out Ember because I just couldn’t avoid spoilers with him 😔#someday buddy

8 notes · View notes

mossiestpiglet · 5 months ago

Text

Since I’m probably never gonna actually write them, I’m sharing my cotrk fic ideas so everyone can stew in the concepts with me:

Rise and fall of the Bloor family as shown from the perspective of their dining table - each chapter is a meal a few years/months apart, separated by big events in the Bloor family. Looking at how just deeply unpleasant it is to be a Bloor, that all the “family” stuff is sort of just set dressing for the reality of their situation. Haunting and creepy and weird, unhappy ending. Would follow canon events/timeline as close as possible and sort of just fill in the blanks.

Post-canon, Manfred and Asa reconnect and figure out their relationship - Manfred survives and leaves the city to try and figure out what his life is going to be now that the whole Bloor family scheme has fallen through. He bounces around for a couple years and then is finally working at (insert stereotypical job here) when he runs into Asa and finds out he has landed in the same town that Asa has been living in since getting away. There’s some “are you here to kill me” on both sides, they barely start talking stuff out before deciding Absolutely Not, and Manfred sort of hopes Asa will just leave him alone forever, but Asa recognizes the change in their positions and so won’t let Manfred go. Asa has found himself a new group of endowed friends (who actually like him! for the first time in his life!) and this group has a totally different view of him than being Manfred’s Dog, so things get a bit weird when Asa drags Manfred into this group. There is a lot of tension and the group doesn’t really get Manfred, or why Asa is so attached to such a weird asshole, but one day they are all out and Asa is getting pissed at some stranger and his new friends are all nervous and uncomfortable with his aggression and then Manfred is able to recall him instantly. And the group is like oooooohhhhhh that’s it. They had only known Asa as a Man and a Beast, but now they see that (for the right person), there is also a Dog. This incident prompts Manfred and Asa to dig a little more into what happened between them and how they are going to go on.

Post-canon, Naren and Harold meet - Naren decides she wants to meet the rest of her family and make up her mind about them herself (not just listening to what Bartholomew says). Since Harold has left the city and she has no idea how to find him, she asks Charlie for help, and he asks Lyell. In my BarleyAU “canon”, Lyell tells Charlie to go to Barley, and Barley facilitates the meeting, but I also like it without Barley as a chance to also explore the dynamic between Harold and Lyell and choices made in order to move forward. Harold and Naren end up having an odd sort of relationship, not least because they are siblings that are 35+ years apart in age, but the outlook is optimistic because 1) Naren is just Like That and 2) Harold is more generally unpleasant than actively harmful nowadays. (Manfred is alive, he’s just not involved in this because I hc that he and Harold aren’t on good terms post-canon for quite a while, and really only ever reconnect if someone else brings them back together, such as Barley, Lyell, or Naren)

BarleyAU, Barley and Billy bonding (alliteration yay!) - Barley and Billy’s relationship is like actually quite relevant to my BarleyAU plot because Barley gets so protective of Billy so quickly, but there is also just lots of fun side scenes of them bonding over their love of animals that wouldn’t make the cut if I did ever write a whole BarleyAU. This would be fun and funny and very much for the animal nerds, with also some undertones of found family as that is the trajectory of Barley and Billy’s dynamic.

Post-canon, Emma as an older teen with PTSD, trying to figure out how to go forward - Set when they are in their final year at Bloor’s and Emma has been having a rough time as the years go on. She has a lot of guilt and shame over feeling like she is disappointing everyone around her by not moving on, or being upset, and generally feels like there is no one who can understand what she went through, and her distress affects her endowment in painful and embarrassing ways. She starts to fixate on the idea of closure, thinking that the reason she can’t just “stop having problems” is because Manfred (and Harold but mainly Manfred) left the city when she was 12, and she never got to actually confront him about it. Everyone is super against her seeking him out, but Lyell feels bad enough about not having helped her when he was the person who had the most in common with her situation to give in and help her find Manfred, and also to try and protect her as much as he can (again). There’s lots of ways that talking with Manfred could go, but what I’m most interested in exploring is Manfred having also been a kid at the time and how Lyell and Emma feel about that, putting Lyell in a situation where he has to start processing things himself and can’t just act like it’s all wrapped up, and Emma realizing that there really aren’t any answers to be found in Manfred, she has to find it in herself and the people who care about her.

1902AU - Setting the whole series just a century earlier and exploring how that setting affects the dynamics. Plot would follow the canon without too many huge differences probably, it would mainly just be focused on how characterization and setting interact.

#cotrk #ecdysing #cotrk fic ideas #cotrk oc #barley wasserbar

11 notes · View notes

vashtijoy · 2 years ago

Note

Hey there! First off, I wanted to thank you for all your analyses and thoughts on P5 - they've really helped deepen my appreciation of this monster of a game! Now, onto the question (why yes I did create a Tumblr just to ask this, ha) - when do you think Akiren was arrested? I'd guess late March from context clues (or a little earlier if he's from a warmer place), but a couple weeks seems like a really quick turnaround to be placed in Sojiro's care. Curious to know what your thoughts are!

Wow, thank you! That's really kind of you. Great journal name, BTW.

I don't think it will have been two weeks. IMO it will have been some time the previous year, most likely in the summer holiday. Ren is out after dark, and he and the woman are both lightly dressed. You can see green leaves on the trees in the background—this is not definitive by any means, but by September, leaves on trees in P5 tend to have faded to brown, while in March the trees tend to be pink and in blossom.

(Also, notice how built-up this area is, and how tall the buildings are. A lot of people think Ren is from somewhere like Inaba, but this scene makes it look like he's from somewhere more like a regional capital.)

Ren is what's known as a "Type 1 Juvenile" (p. 123)—he's been sentenced to probation by the family/juvenile court, for at most until his 20th birthday. After a year, he can be discharged from probation if he's behaved himself:

If the probationer has complied with their conditions and has led a sound life for at least a year, the Director of the Probation Office can permit an early discharge.

Note that "live a sound life". We see it quite often in the top right-hand corner, as "live an honest student life". And that period of a year that Sojiro keeps bringing up is important—Ren won't have been allowed to sit around waiting for the new school year; he's likely just been sentenced, and reported in short order to Leblanc.

How long was the trial process? Ohya mentions in her confidant that she looked into Ren's conviction and thought it was obviously unsafe: "I have to say though, the ruling made in your case was really odd. Some kind of deal must have gone down behind the scenes to make sure that was the end result."

So it was probably rushed through. But it's Japan—even a rushed trial is going to chew up a fair amount of time. The prosecutors have to investigate and compile reports that make them look good and not corrupt, the trial date has to be set, the judge has to read everyone's reports and make a decision (Japanese trials are often essentially conducted on paper). Then there's sentencing and appeal. Then Ren's professional probation officer in his hometown (Sojiro is a volunteer probation officer, or VPO) has to find a school that will take him and a place for him to stay and (technically) receive guidance.

Could it be seven months or so, August-ish to March? Probably easily, yeah.

why doesn't he repeat a year

So if Ren is arrested around August 2015, and started his first year of high school in April 2015, why doesn't he repeat the year?

Well, first of all, do we know Ren is 16? Could he have been in his second year in his home town? I think we would have heard about this, honestly—someone would mention that he looks too old, or Kamoshida would have mentioned that the terrible transfer student is Repeating A Year. Ren likely is the same age as the rest of his year group.

While it's almost unheard-of for children in Japanese elementary and middle schools to repeat years, it's quite common in high schools. You can repeat for not getting good enough grades, or for poor attendance. But repeating must be approved. If you're seen as having, say, a poor attitude? You're likely to be politely told to shove it, and move up with the rest of your year.

I don't think we can fairly say that post-conviction Ren is perceived as having a good attitude. He certainly is not at Shujin. I think Kobayakawa threw him into the second year not caring too much if he sank or swam.

Ren also may not have been expelled from his original school until he was convicted—which would mean, based on this timeline, that he did get most of his first year of high school.

#asks #persona 5 #p5 meta #ren amamiya

106 notes · View notes

noyoucantpinmedown · 1 year ago

Text

Silly headcanon time: how the counselors like their eggs cooked (assuming all of them eat eggs).

Ryan: doesn't like runny yolk, so any hard-cooked egg will do (hard-boiled, over-hard fried, hard scrambled). Scrambled eggs was one of the first things he learned how to cook and he made them for Sarah a lot growing up, so they're a beloved favorite.

Emma: was obsessed with eggs benedict for a while and learned to poach eggs specifically to make that dish. Now enjoys avocado toast with poached eggs on top whenever she can. Her breakfast TikToks put the rest of the fyp to shame.

Nick: knows how to cook eggs all kinds of ways and is usually the one making them for breakfast in group sleepovers; has everyone's preferences down pat. Enjoys egg in all its forms but prefers the classic sunnyside up egg; enjoys dipping bread and any other foods into the yolk. Usually has them when he feels like having a fancy breakfast.

Laura: also grossed out by runny yolk. I see her as likely to be vegan or vegetarian so they're probably not even part of her diet. Before she quit animal products she would have hard boiled eggs as mid-day snacks because they don't need much attention to make.

Jacob: American breakfast enthusiast, enjoys them soft scrambled or fried. Has been known to pour maple syrup over scrambled eggs and dip pancakes into the yolk on fried ones. Kaitlyn shames him for it every single time.

Abi: doesn't have a preference but the really cooked-through, dried yolk grosses her out a little. Usually has hers the same way the person she's eating with has them (feels like a fancy lady when she has brunch with Emma)

Dylan: wants to cook eggs the proper way but 1) he sucks at cooking in general and 2) gets distracted and then realizes his eggs are burning because of the smell. Bought himself the little container things to cook them in the microwave. Nick and Ryan were disgusted and apalled, damn bitch you live like this?

Kaitlyn: soft boil queen. Enjoys adding them into any random meal because it reminds of how her grandma included them in noodles and soup. Has them fried with breakfast and will go to town on them with Jacob.

Max: got used to not eating eggs because of Laura, but absolutely adores devilled eggs. His parents made them all the time growing up for birthdays and gatherings. He has his great aunt's recipe and makes a big batch for dinner parties with friends.

#the quarry #emma mountebank #abigail blyg #laura kearney #kaitlyn ka #dylan lenivy #ryan erzahler #jacob custos #nick furcillo #max brinly #hacketteer headcanons #the quarry headcanons

42 notes · View notes

mackeralsauce · 2 years ago

Text

SLASHER AU - Plot Introduction

CW/TW for: descriptions of psychological horror, blood, gore, disturbing themes, etc. Basically, anything you might find in an 80s Slasher, or in Welcome Home's horror content.

The Backstory.

Wally Darling is a puppet whose origins are murky and not fully known. It is likely he was created to be used in a show, but that show never came to fruition and thus he was never brought to life. One hot summer night, he was found by a wandering kid, who discovered him discarded in the nearby woods. That kid ended up taking him back home and cleaning him up, bringing him to school the next day to show his friends. His friends were just as excited to see the new toy, and for the first time ever, Wally was being appreciated by others. This spark is what brought the puppet to life, although he did not reveal his living nature quite yet. Once the kid who discovered him brought him back home, Wally would sneak out of the house, trying to grasp his sentience.

Upon pondering his newfound existence, Wally realized a few things:

He quickly came to the realization that something was not right with his existence. He knew that he was supposed to be part of a show, and that in another universe, that had come to be. Due to this never happening, his existence is somewhat twisted and corrupted.

He has the ability to alter reality and time in some ways, the extent of which isn't truly known.

Although he couldn't exactly pinpoint why, he knew that his new friends were in some way supposed to be like him. Puppets. Yet they aren't, they're humans.

Still entirely new to this existence thing, and wanting to learn more, he used his powers to take on a human form much like his new friends. The next day at school, there was a new student introduced to the class: Wally Darling. He seemed to click almost instantly with the group that had found him prior. The group soon became childhood friends, and grew up together in the same neighborhood. Wally had used his abilities to fabricate an entire human backstory: a very successful father, a house just in the outskirts of town that no one had noticed prior, etc. No one had ever learned he was a puppet, and he had a feeling that telling them would end poorly.

As time went on, and the group of friends went to college together, Wally was becoming unable to rest. Why was the show cancelled? Why was he a puppet, but his friends human? What went wrong? It was driving him to near-madness. One day, he came up with a most brilliant idea...

If his friends are human when they aren't supposed to be, then why not turn them into puppets himself?

Of course, one doesn't simply just turn a person into a puppet. In order for a human to become a puppet, they have to be dead first. Then, their life essence can be transferred to a puppet vessel. It was a perfect plan! Or, it was to Wally, at the very least. Anyone with a sane mind could easily tell him this was a horrible idea. No one would willingly let their friend kill them! So Wally would have to be a bit forceful. Yet, every time he eliminated all of them, something would go wrong. When he would bring his friends back, they would be upset at him for what he did. Why wasn't it working?

Due to things never working out right, he would rewind time again and again. Perhaps the scenario was what was wrong, so he would change it up. Maybe it was the time, the place, the cause of death... He would try everything over and over just to see if it would work. The repetition of having to bring his friends to death over and over was making him desensitized to the idea of gore and bloodshed. As things kept happening, his methods got worse, and his state of mind more unstable. This is what led to the slasher-like gore-filled horror that is the Slasher AU. Will this group of 80s friends ever find peace, or will they keep experiencing horrors beyond their comprehension?

The Setting.

The AU takes place in the mid-to-late 80s. The fashion, trends, etc. generally fit that time period as a result. The location varies depending on the story, but most of them are at least close to the town that the characters live in. The majority of characters are human. There are living puppets, but most examples in history are either celebrities or the result of supernatural phenomena. It is unclear to the general public how a puppet is granted life.

The Characters.

The main characters started off as childhood friends. They grew close fast, partially due to all of them being made fun of for their own quirky traits that made them different than the rest of the class. Growing up together, they've become a sort of found-family, inseperable and sticking together in the face of everything that comes at them. As of the current time in the story, they are all college-age young adults.

Wally Darling: Wally, for as long as he can remember, has lived in the villa just off the outskirts of town. He was raised by his single father who happens to be a very successful businessman. Of course, this is what people think, at least. Everyone in the friend group knows one thing about Wally: he's the best friend you could possibly have, of course! He's always there to hang out with, give advice in a time of need, and lend something to a friend in need. Despite being socially savvy, his interests are often considered odd for his personality. He's much more into artistic endeavors, and has an especially unique interest in puppetry. Although his felt creations tend to scare others, he's actually quite a chicken! He hates horror movies and gets spooked easily. If you're looking for Wally, your best bet is to look for Barnaby. They're nearly inseperable! They often go out to hang, or even sleep over at each others' houses. You'll never find a better pair of best friends (and lovers)!

Barnaby B. Beagle: Barnaby was an orphan as a real young boy, but was taken in by a very kind Miss Beagle. It was tough raising him as it was hard for Miss Beagle to make ends meet. Despite the odds, she pushed through, wanting to give her son the best life she could. With a love for working on old cars and a penchant for jokes, Barns has grown to be quite the reliable guy. If you have a problem that needs fixing, he'll be there to help, and to share some of his mom's baked goods as well! He does struggle with a bit of a smoking problem, but only really indulges if he's stressed. If he isn't with Wally, you might find him digging around a junkyard for car scraps, or going to a car show at the local drive-in! If you're sitting in his car, you might be surprised by what plays on the radio: a mix of cheesy pop songs and glam metal! Barnaby's best friend (and lover as well) is Wally. The two stick together like glue, and are often found together. Wally has always been there to help Barnaby through the tough times, and Barnaby has always been willing to return the favor.

Julie Joyful: Julie's always out and about, often hanging out at the mall, or checking out nearby shops. When she's at home, its with her friends! She'll always invite the others over for an exciting sleepover. You ever have that friend that's always there to hype you up and help you stay safe? That's Julie. She'll fix your make-up, give you relationship advice, walk you home at night, etc. She's protective of her friends, and won't let anyone mess with them. She loves fashion and music, sure, but she also loves math and science quite a bit. She'll read up on various fields of study in her spare time out of curiosity. If that's not enough, she loves to rollerskate, and will go out skating with Eddie from time to time (she tries to get Frank to tag along, but he's scared of slipping up). Of course, you'll often find her with her bestie Frank. Despite appearing to be polar opposites, the two are great friends. They often talk about entomology and biology together. Julie has two girlfriends: Sally and Poppy. She loves them with all her heart and is always spoiling them at the mall. They have lots of sleepovers together where they talk about anything and everything on their minds, and share hobbies with one another.

Sally Starlet: Sally is never at home, but that's because her passion is for the stage! Her work in musicals and plays takes up much of her time, but the other time is for hanging out with friends. She's an important part of the local theatre scene. Film fanatic and born performer, Sally lives for the drama and lives for the fame. While she could live without it, she has to admit that she loves attention, specifically if it's earned by captivating an audience with a story. She loves to watch the newest movies with her pals. Just be warned, she'll pick it apart for all of its inconsistencies! She knows her stuff and won't hesitate to point out if an adaptation was done poorly. Sally also quite enjoys making papercrafts and playing board games. She hosts a game night every weekend and introduced the group to tabletop roleplay games. Due to her love of drama, you can always find out the latest news from her, whether good or bad. That doesn't mean she'll stand for ill-intentioned gossip though! Sally's closest gal-pals (and lovers!) are Julie and Poppy. She loves to rant to the two, and enjoys taking them on movie dates as well. She'll often express her love for them through story recommendations and similar.

Poppy Partridge: Poppy is a bit of a homebody. She rarely leaves the house unless accompanied by the others, often sticking to the kitchen or her room. She has an internship at the local bakery, so she'll often be found there as well, baking fresh pies and desserts. It takes a bit to warm up to Poppy. She struggles heavily with anxiety, and tends to be very shy as well. It's not that she dislikes company, but she's scared of upsetting people, so she avoids the difficulty of meeting new people to prevent that. Even though it takes time to earn her trust, she's quite the friend, often providing a warm hug to those who need it. She enjoys trying out new recipes to share with her closest buddies, but doesn't like using new cooking tech. She prefers to stick to the older tools left in her mother's cupboard. She also enjoys knitting and sewing, and is always eager to help a friend with a fashion disaster. Her wardrobe is always on top due to being able to make whatever kind of clothes she needs for the ocassion! Poppy is very close to Julie and Sally. The three are girlfriends, and often stick together. Poppy always helps Julie make new fashion pieces to wear out, and helps Sally with costumes for theatre productions. In return, the girls are always there to provide her a safe space and to comfort her when the going gets tough.

Frank Frankly: Frank is quite a studious young man, often staying pent-up in his room, only coming out to hang out with friends or eat. His dad often has to tell him to lighten up and live a little. He's proud of him, but really worries for his mental health. A bit genius, but also a bit paranoid, Frank is the group's thinker. He's good at scheduling hangouts, but will also tense up at anything even slightly a risk. Despite his stiff personality, they all love him the same and do all they can to help him loosen up. He spends a good chunk of time at the library reading up on insects, plant care, and local urban legends. Although he's always on edge, he's easily entranced with stories of cryptids and monsters. He likes the mystique behind it all and enjoys solving mysteries as well. Give him a puzzle, and he'll think it through within minutes. Despite this, there are still some things that he struggles to grasp, like jokes for instance. His best friend Julie is working on that with him. Frank's got a soft spot for his lovers, Eddie and Howdy. Although he's always so high-strung, his lovers help calm him down, bringing him a light-hearted laugh every now and then. He thoroughly enjoys reading Eddie's poetry, and helps Howdy with calculations at his job sometimes.

Eddie Dear: Eddie's house-life isn't too notable, he's got a loving parent who supports his life choices. However, he has quite the active work-life, often trying out different jobs when he has the chance. Of course, his main and most steady job is working as a mailman for the local area. While he seems big and intimidating, Eddie is one of the sweetest guys you can meet. He tried lots of things when he was in highschool (choir, band, football, the whole nine yards!) and hasn't quite stopped trying everything since, even in college. Although he gets overwhelmed easily by the amount of options in his life, he has an ambitious spark, one that pushes him to discover himself and live life to the fullest. Eddie's favorite things are quite a colorful variety. He loves to rock out to metal, write poetry and love stories, rollerskate at the rink, and dance with a partner! He's gotten picked on in the past for his softer interests, but his friends have stood up for him time and time again. Eddie is a big softie for Frank and Howdy, his two partners. He's always trying to deliver hand-written notes and gifts to the two. Whenver he gets startled by a bug, Frank will take care of it for him. Whenever he needs an ice-cold soda after work, Howdy's got his back.

Howdy Pillar: Howdy has a bit of a chaotic house life. Having quite a number of siblings and cousins, he doesn't get much time to himself at home. That's why you'll rarely find him there! He often will be found manning the family's bodega or hanging out with the others. Getting up bright and early every day, Howdy has one thing on his mind: success! He's a very optimistic fellow, although his mannerisms are more old-fashioned, almost as if he was born in the wrong generation. He likes older aesthetics and tends to speak like he came from an old film with mannerisms to match. Despite these oddities, he's a rather popular guy, likely due to the sheer positivity he radiates. He's been urged to try out sports in college, but never really clicked with them. What he really likes to do is hang ten and surf some waves at the beach. Sometimes, he'll also tag along with Barnaby to a car show now and again. Howdy is very close to Frank and Eddie, and the three are also lovers as well. He loves his two boyfriends with all his heart, and they're happy to have him as well! He'll often stay over at their houses to avoid having to come home after a long shift.

#welcome home #welcome home au #welcome home slasher au #lets goooo uhhh lore #took forever to type all this out #i accidentally deleted it all at one point sobbing

70 notes · View notes

anthotneystark · 2 years ago

Text

And I wish you all the love in the world (But most of all, I wish it from myself)

She’s lived her whole life being terrified of love.

When you’ve known for your whole life that there’s something different about you, something people say is wrong, that kind of fear is just there. Forever.

Her parents are good, great even. They love her, they make sure she knows that people are people and everyone has good in them and there’s nothing wrong with people who don’t live the lives everyone says they should.

But that fear, it doesn’t go away. There’s always that whisper in her head saying those opinions are reserved for everyone else, but if she’s part of that crowd, she’s on her own. She’s only ever had unconditional love from them, but fear doesn’t care about logic. Fear doesn’t care that there’s no reason for them to change their minds.

It’s a tear in her soul, feeling that inherent knowledge about herself, feeling that part of her that wants to scream all the time, feeling that part of her that demands she shove it down, get over it, suck it up and accept that she’s going to be alone for the rest of her life because this isn’t something she gets to have.

Love isn’t something she can have. It’s not something she has the luxury of receiving.

So she hides, not everything, but enough. She hides the wrong and embraces the weird. She knows better than to think she can hide the bigger parts of her. She talks too much, too fast, she gets ahead of herself, she gets way too invested in things that no one else cares about but it’s fine, it’s good, she has casual friends and pretends to have crushes on average boys who don’t interest her because the truth is locked in her lungs like an infection.

She bites her tongue and screams into her pillow and cries sometimes because it aches holding it all in some days.

Through it all, love is terrifying. Because for her, love is hiding, love is acting, love is for the shadows if at all. She’s terrified to have it and terrified she won’t find it all at once. She knows it isn’t here, it can’t be, not in this town. But sometimes she watches other people and thinks maybe she’s not as alone as she feels.

Sometimes she watches other people and thinks she’s exactly as alone as she feels, but she tries not to actually dwell on that.

She gets used to it, being alone. She’s not the first choice, and it’s okay. It’s okay when she’s never a first priority. It’s okay when she’s picked last. It’s okay when she’s overlooked even for things she’s worked really hard on. She’s made peace with all of it and tells herself that someday she’ll be out of this town and somewhere bigger, where there’s a million more people and being overlooked is better because blending in might give her the chance to at least be happy. If no one is looking, maybe she could get away with the things she knows are just her, the things people here would use against her.

She swallows feelings and doesn’t let herself stare at pretty girls who set her veins on fire when they smile. She glares at the boys who discard nice girls once they’ve gotten what they want, careless of the broken hearts in their wake. She watches girls continue to fall for the false charms they put on when it’s time for the next conquest. She even gets to comfort some of them, on occasion, hugging whichever girl as she cried because she thought she could change him.

She bites her tongue as one of the worst becomes her coworker. She lashes out a little, not more than could be excused as simple irritation, and he accepts it. Somehow, he doesn’t get mad about it, just takes it with a smile and makes her feel terribly guilty for a moment about it.

To her utter dismay, she warms up to him. He’s not exactly the same as she imagined, as she built him up to be based on rumors and small interactions. He’s a little airheaded, a little dorky, a big pushover when it comes to a group of children apparently.

But it’s only when they’re both being held hostage, when he keeps talking bragging about knocking out an officer earlier, when he’s all but begging them to take him first, that she realizes she actually cares about him.

She wants to sob when they bring him back, when they tie them together and she has just enough time to wonder if they’ve just tied her to his dead body. She hates that she cares, but she doesn’t breathe easily again until he wakes up. She cares so much about him and now she can’t ignore it or pretend it’s something else, she just has to hold that care in her heart and hope he never notices anything else about her.

She’s been asked out before, she’s had boys who were her friends, but then they’d always, always get to that point where they wanted something more from her, where they looked at all the conversations and assumed she wanted romance and not friendship. She never wanted more, but the sting of losing someone she’d cared about was a familiar pain. The way they lashed out and called her names was familiar.

She didn’t want to imagine how much it would hurt when Steve joined their ranks, not after all this.

She’s never told anyone her secret, has barely admitted it out loud, but there’s a terrifying moment where he talks about having a crush on her and suddenly she can’t breathe. She needs to get it over with, rip the bandaid off, lose him before she gets any more attached. Because she knows the way people here think about her kind of people, because she knows there are strings attached to friendship and limits to what people will accept even if they’re not bad people. Because she will lose him, and it will hurt, and she’ll have to live the rest of her life wondering if she should have kept quiet, if she could have faked it enough to keep him in her life, if she could have forced herself to have a crush on him the way he says he does on her. Because she almost died and she was terrified of the thought of him dying but now she’s going to lose him anyway.

Except she doesn’t.

He takes a second, a terrifying second, as the words sink in, as her revelation sinks in, and she’s never been more scared in her life. But he surprises her, pokes fun and teases and in his words she finds acceptance, she finds affection.

He still cares, even after the rejection, and she kind of wants to cry, but she also just wants to hug him and never let go.

The moment doesn’t last, it can’t. Her terror finds new reaches, new fears, new nightmares she’s going to live with forever, but Steve is there, squeezing her hand right when she needs it the most. It’s the first time she’s held hands with a boy, the first time she’s wanted to, and she lets it be a comfort instead of one of those fears.

They get out alive though, by some miracle, and she holds on tight to Steve’s hand again as he lies about his parents being home to the EMTs. She knows they’re not home, he’d told her the other day.

She doesn’t let him get away with it, not fully. She drags him home with her, and her parents accept it. She almost bursts into tears at the implication that he’ll be in the guest room, out of reach, and it’s like they know there’s no motivation to it beyond her being absolutely terrified to let him out of her sight. So he sets up a blanket on the floor next to her bed.

Sleep should be impossible, but they’re too exhausted mentally and physically to stay awake. He snores, and it should annoy her, but it’s comforting instead. He’s alright, she can hear that he’s alright when she startles partially into wakefulness.

She wakes sobbing at one point, and she didn’t think it was very loud, but it’s enough to wake him and he’s right there, holding her, whispering reassurances. She falls back asleep sometime later, tucked in his arms.

He stays a few days, until she’s sure he can live through the night in his big empty house, but he’s never really gone for long. He’s there for dinners multiple nights a week, or she’s at his house when her parents have late shifts, and through it all he’s so solid and steady and she’s never had a friend like him before.

It’s the most innocent thing that makes her realize it.

After the “earthquake”. After the world is saved. After it’s all over and they can just be young again.

After.

He’s got a few more scars, she’s got a few more nightmares, but they can still laugh and he’s determined to teach her how to drive even if they both know she’s happy enough sitting shotgun. He’s healed, finally, and someday she’ll be able to close her eyes and not see the terrifying image of his face as he was being strangled in front of her.

It shouldn’t be a surprise though, what she finds.

He’s making lunch, some fancy mac and cheese that he swears is just the best she’ll ever eat. She’s hungry now though, so she goes to the fridge and pulls out the container of sliced strawberries that’s always there.

They’re just the right size, perfectly ripe, and have just enough sugar dusted over them to make them a little too sweet, just the way she loves.

Just the way she loves.

Her favorite fruit, exactly how she loves it.

Love.

He loves her.

He loves her unconditionally, knows her inside and out, knows her favorite things, knows her.

She’s been so terrified of love all this time, and she didn’t even notice when she found it. She didn’t notice it in all those nights spent in each others’ beds, all those times they’d dance around the kitchen while he cooked or she baked, all those times he was her first call or she was his first choice, all those days spent in a graceful dance around each other at work because they might as well be psychically connected at this point.

She’d tried so hard not to find love, to hide from it, and she didn’t even notice as it grew in her. She didn’t notice how she checks out books on things he’s interested in just so she can read to him on slow nights at the store or on the nights they can’t sleep, so they can talk without needing to think about heavy things. She didn’t notice as they played basketball or soccer, sharing the games they both loved. She didn’t notice as her definition of ‘home’ changed to fit him in it no matter where it was.

She loves him and he loves her.

He always has her favorite snack here, ready and waiting for her. Her clothes are in his closet, her makeup in his bathroom. All he has to do is reach and she’s right there.

She doesn’t even notice she’s crying until he’s reaching for her, worry in his eyes and a question she doesn’t hear on his tongue. She sets the strawberries down and lets him pull her into a hug, clings to him with everything she’s got because she’s so terrified of love but it’s just so easy to love, to be loved, with him.

Terrifying but not.

Because she can be scared with him, because she’s safe with him, because it’s him.

Romance will happen for them both, and it’ll be terrifying and happy and exciting and sad and everything else that comes with love and life. She will love though, she will be strong enough to take that risk where once she wondered how she could ever live that kind of dream.

She’ll do it, because she knows unconditional love, because she knows that love will always be with her through all the changes life can throw at her just the same as she knows he’ll always have her love.

For now though, she holds him, lets him hold her, and she loves and is loved.

#platonic stobin #steve harrington #robin buckley #just 2k words of love and fear and a little projection on my part #listen I love them #kat writes

57 notes · View notes