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andvys · 1 year ago

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I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss | part 2

Warnings: angst, hurt/no comfort, heartbreak, break ups, jealousy, mentions of cheating, mean!Nancy, King!Steve, no upside down

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!cheerleader!reader , Steve Harrington x Nancy Wheeler

Summary: After the breakup you try to go on with your life but it's harder than you thought, especially when you have to see him with her everyday.

Word count: 6.9k

Notes: The upside down doesn't exist here. All the older teens are 18 & 18+

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prologue | part one

He drags himself through the streets of Hawkins. The wind is harsh and the thin jacket that you threw back at him after you had followed him down your driveway, does little to shield him from the cold autumn wind. The rain is falling and the darkened sky forecasts the storm that is heading to this town. The leaves are falling, stripping the trees from the colorfulness.

A frown is stretched across his face, his shoulders are slumped, wet strands of hair are hanging in front of his eyes, he doesn’t bother to push them away, he doesn’t even bother to hurry and get home faster to shield himself from the rain and the storm that comes closer and closer.

He didn’t drive to your place the way he usually would, today he walked.

His heart is aching in an unfamiliar way, it’s something he had never felt before. He can’t identify this feeling, he doesn’t understand what it is. He just knows that he feels bad for what he did to you. He always felt bad about the way he treated you but he never changed, not for you.

He rarely ever gave you good moments to remember, yet you only held onto those. You didn’t care about the way he was treating you. You didn’t care that he looked at other girls or even flirted with them. You didn’t care that he forgot dates or even ditched you to hang out with Tommy instead. You didn’t care that he only gave you weekends.

The flowers he gave you, the little presents here and there, the I love you’s, the kisses in the rain, the few soft moments were enough for you. You loved him, no matter what. You loved him on his good days and on his bad days. He can’t do the same for you. He can’t love you, not the way you love him.

He walks back into his house, not caring about the rain that soaked through his clothes, making it cling to his skin uncomfortably. He feels awful, he felt that way all night after you walked away from him. It was the first Friday night without you and it felt.. wrong. You always stayed over on weekends, his bedroom felt empty and lonely without you.

After kicking his wet shoes off and throwing the soaked jacket on the ground, he drags himself upstairs and towards his bedroom. He eyes his bed, the one he slept with you in, the one he kissed you in, the one he held you in. The picture on his nightstand makes the ache even worse– you in your cheer uniform and him in his basketball uniform after a game, his arm is wrapped around your waist, you are both looking at each other with big smiles on your faces. Your green scrunchie is laying on his nightstand, along with a bottle of your favorite perfume. Your clothes are in his closet, your magazines and favorite books are laying around.

Where does Nancy fit into all of this?

This is so wrong, so so wrong but Steve doesn’t realize it fully yet.

For a moment, he lets himself feel. He sits down on his bed with a heavy sigh, he reaches for your scrunchie, holding it in the palm of his hand, he stares at it. He remembers the night you stayed over at his place for the first time, when you just started dating. You were nervous and shy as though it was the first time alone with him– it wasn’t. You have known each other since you were little kids, your mom’s have been friends since their days at high school, they have even gone to summer camps together and are friends to this day. You and Steve have been around each other since, well, always. Whenever your mom’s would have ‘girls nights’, the two of you would hang out in yours or his room, listening to music or watching movies together. You were friends before you became more than that. He has yet to realize what he actually lost.

The first time you stayed over, he walked into his room after giving you privacy to get changed. You were sitting on his bed when he walked back in, in nothing but one of his big shirts, your hair was open, your face free of any makeup. You looked so beautiful, he remembers the way his breath got caught in his throat, the way you blushed when he stared at you for a long time before speaking up. He remembers the way he sat down behind you and gathered your hair with his hands and pulled it into a low ponytail before he kissed your neck softly.

He doesn’t feel the smile tugging at his lips at that memory.

He looks at the picture on his nightstand, he reaches for it. The smile on your face so different from the look on your face he saw earlier– the tears in your eyes, the quivering lips, the sadness and the pain in your features. Steve stops breathing for a moment, a sinking feeling takes place in his chest and stomach.

What did he do?

He looks up and looks around his room with a weird feeling in his chest. The energy in his room is off, he can feel it now. He looks at his desk, books and papers are laying messily on the table. He remembers studying for a science test with you on his lap, for every right answer he got a kiss from you. He looks over to his bathroom, the door is wide open, he stares at the sink and thinks about the way you used to brush your teeth together in the mornings after you had stayed over.

The moment those memories start to flood back, he shuts them out. He throws the scrunchie on his bed and gets up, he leaves the room and comes back with an empty box, moments later. He fills it with all the things that belong to you, everything that you have left behind goes into that box, which then goes into the back of his closet. He can’t get rid of it but he can’t give these things back to you either. It’s over but he just can’t give it back.

He can’t let go.

He can’t let you go, not yet.

Not even when he ends up calling her after putting your things into the very back of his closet. Not even when he takes her out on their first date later that night. Not even when he kisses her when he drops her off again– ignoring the way it feels so wrong to feel someone else’s lips on his, ignoring the way it feels like he is betraying you.

Sunday morning. No arms are wrapped around you, no kisses are left on your shoulder, no ‘good morning’ whispers. You wake up to an empty bed, goosebumps arise on your skin when the cold wind touches your bare arms, you left the window open for him but he didn’t come, of course he didn't, what were you thinking? That he would climb through your window, apologize for what he did and beg for forgiveness? Did you really think that he would do that? You didn’t but you had hoped that he would.

You lay in your cold bed, beneath the sheets that do nothing to comfort you. You look around your messy room, it feels so lonely. The house feels lonely without him here. Your mom is rarely ever home, too many shifts at the station keep her out of the house most of the time but Sunday mornings are always spent at home.

The weather matches your mood, it’s raining harder than the day before and thunder rumbles in the sky. Tears well up in your eyes when your mind takes you back to him. How will you keep going? Your life turned upside down in the span of a few days, you lost him– not only your boyfriend but also your childhood friend. You lost both. He threw it all away, he threw you away like you never meant anything to him.

A sob rises up in your throat, the ache in your chest is so fresh and it hurts so bad. It makes you want to rip your heart out of your chest to get rid of all this pain.

You hear dishes clattering in the kitchen. You’re excited to see her so despite the pain and the sadness in your chest, you sit up and drag yourself out of your bed, using the bathroom and freshening up before you make your way downstairs. The smell of coffee lingers in the air, bringing a sense of comfort to you. The radio is on, if you leave me now is playing– how ironic. You roll your eyes and bite back your tears as you walk into the kitchen. Your mom is standing in front of the window, a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hand and a magazine in the other. She is wearing her workout clothes, she must have been on her morning run already.

You swallow, blinking a few times to make your eyes look less glassy.

“Good morning, mom.”

You quickly turn towards the coffee pot before she turns around, reaching for the orange mug. You miss the look of surprise on her face when she sees you up so early.

“Good morning, sweetie.”

She places her magazine on the counter, leaning against it, she presses the mug to her chest and watches you. You pour some sugar and milk into your coffee, stirring it slowly with the silver spoon, not glancing at her just yet.

“What are you doing up so early?”

Is it early? You didn’t even check the time when you got up. A glance at the clock on the wall tells you that it’s 8am. Great. You only slept for two hours.

“I went to sleep early last night,” you lie and take a sip of your coffee. You turn your back to her and walk towards the kitchen table. You can feel her eyes on you. Maybe it was a mistake to come downstairs already, you are not ready to tell her about what happened.

She grabs the magazine again and joins you at the table.

“No date night last night?” She teases you, not knowing that this is enough for you to tear up again, “is Steve still sleeping? I bought those bagels he likes so much.”

Your bottom lip quivers and your eyes well up with tears.

You and Steve always spent Sunday mornings sitting at the kitchen table with your mom, eating breakfast, drinking coffee and talking for hours. Sometimes Steve’s mom, Lauren would come over as well– now it’s all over.

You shake your head slowly, staring at the dark liquid inside your favorite mug, “n-no.”

She doesn’t have to look at your face to know that something is off, the way you are sitting with your shoulders slumped is more than enough for her to figure out that you are not feeling well. She furrows her brows and leans forward.

“What happened, y/n?”

You press your lips together, blinking rapidly, as though it will stop the tears from falling. You look up at her through your bangs, tears continuing to well up. Your hands are shaking and it takes everything in you not to break down.

Her eyes flash with realization, she raises her brows and sighs. Her gaze softens and she instantly reaches out to grab your hand, “oh y/n.”

She doesn’t need words or an explanation to know what happened. The look on your face, the tears in your eyes are enough. She knows it all too well.

You break down in front of her, not caring about holding the tears in any longer. She hugs you tightly, runs her fingers through your hair and comforts you as best as she can but it does little to make you feel better. The pain is just too fresh.

How will you keep going? You ask yourself again. Steve had been there all your life, ever since you were little kids, he was there. He was always there and now you just have to accept that he is gone? That you have lost your boyfriend and your best friend? That he fell for another girl and left you for her? That you weren’t enough? That he never loved you when he said he did?

What if you never crossed that line with him? What if you just stayed friends? What if you saw through him from the start?

There are so many what if’s running through your mind, so many questions, though you don’t have any answers for them.

There are so many things that you don’t understand. How could he say I love you when he never meant it? I love you under the moonlight, I love you between kisses, I love you during classes, I love you before he hung up the phone, I love you before going to bed, before leaving your house, before parting ways at school. So many I love you’s, so many lies. How could he touch you and still sleep with you when she was already on his mind? Did he think about her when he was with you?

You hope he didn’t but that hope dies when you see him a day later, walking down the hallway with a smile on his face, hand in hand with another girl. After only two days of being without you, he is already with her, looking happier than ever. It tears a gasp out of you, it makes you stare at him in shock and with tears in your eyes as he looks right at you.

Curious eyes, shocked faces and hushed whispers.

Steve swallows nervously, he puts on a brave face. He can see the look in your eyes, the tears, the pain, the shock when your eyes move over to her. Nancy Wheeler. She is holding his hand tightly, looking around shyly when she notices all the stares. Her hand feels different from yours.

All eyes are on the new couple but his eyes are on you. He watches the way your face goes from shock to pain to betrayal to disappointment. Questions run through your mind, he can tell by the look on your face. He can tell by the way your eyes flash with confusion when they meet his again. How could you? You were mine last week and now you are already hers? Were you ever mine?

Uncertainty fills him the longer he stares at you.

This was the right decision, right?

You stare at him for what feels like forever. Time slows and it’s just the two of you in this hallway. He forgets about all the people staring at him, he forgets about her. For a moment, it’s only you and him. Tears that he would have kissed away in other circumstances threaten to fall down your cheeks but you don’t let them. You force them away and blink rapidly. You are suffering because of him. He knows it and it makes his heart sink to his stomach.

He forces himself to look away from you. He forces himself to look at her. Though his eyes itch to glance at you when he hears your locker shutting and your footsteps echoing through the crowded hallway as you hurry out of the school. You brush past him, the smell of your perfume invades his senses.

He wants to turn around but he doesn’t.

You knew this would happen, you knew you would break down the moment you would see him. The mention of his name was enough to make you cry but seeing him with her after he just broke up with you was too much.

You didn’t want to run away, you didn’t want to break down but you couldn’t help it. The moment you saw him with her, a wave of nausea fell over you, you had to get out so you ran out of the school with your backpack in hand and your jacket in the other. You ran to the back of the school, the place where all the stoners– no one is here now, you are grateful for that.

You throw your backpack on the ground and sit down, leaning your back against the wall, you pull your knees up to your chest, still biting back a sob as tears begin to fall down your cheeks. You are supposed to meet up with Heather and Chrissy at the library but you don’t feel like going back in there and quite frankly, you don’t want to see the pitiful looks in their eyes.

You lean your elbows on your knees and cup your cheeks as you stare into blank space.

You don’t understand, how can he be with her after not even a week?

Was he with her all this time already?

Did he cheat on you? He must have.

The smell of smoke fills the air and the sound of footsteps follow but you don’t bother looking up, hoping that it’s just some random student. Luck isn’t on your side though, it never is.

You see his boots first, glancing up a little, you see the denim jacket and smell his cologne. The usual eye roll that he would get from you is missing. He doesn’t say anything, instead he blows smoke into the air and sits down next to you.

You sniffle quietly, hiding your face by looking down.

“Do you want me to kick his ass?” Billy asks, “cause you know I will.”

You shake your head.

He sighs, placing the cigarette between his lips, he turns his head to look at you. Tears roll down your cheeks, the wind blows through your hair, exposing your face a little. You are quiet as you let yourself cry, in front of him. You never thought that you would ever cry in front of Billy, out of all people but right now, you couldn't care less.

“You know, I always thought you were too good for him.”

You want to scoff and roll your eyes but you don’t have the energy to, not today.

“That’s bullshit,” you mumble. You know what type of man Billy is, he is just like Steve– if not worse.

“No, it’s not,” he chuckles, “I might not be the guy you want to hear this from but you deserve better than fucking King Steve. There’s plenty of other guys for a pretty girl like you.”

“That’s not helping,” you mumble. Raising your head to look at him, you expect him to stare at you with a smirk on his face or amusement in his eyes but you find neither. His face is straight, his eyes are filled with– you don’t know what his eyes are filled with, he is hard to read. You don’t see any pity and that’s good enough for you.

He shrugs and continues to smoke his cigarette.

You turn away from him again and lean your head against the wall. You look up at the sky and watch the clouds move.

“I saw them together two weeks ago.”

You look back at him, watching him through your blurry vision, “w-where?”

He takes his last drag of the cigarette before he throws it on the ground, he blows the smoke out into the air and turns back to you.

“At the diner, they were in his car and,” he pauses when he sees the fresh tears in your eyes.

“And?” You ask.

Your heart is racing, fear settles in the pit of your stomach. Does it even matter anymore, what he did with her? He left you for her already, it shouldn’t matter anymore but it does.

He blinks, looking away, he feels a sense of pity for you. Billy doesn’t know what it’s like to get his heart broken this way but he knows what it’s like to be left.

“They kissed.”

Despite everything that happened, despite the things he told you already. These words still feel like a stab to your heart. Your eyes drop, your shoulders slump and a heavy sigh falls from your lips.

“Oh..”

Two weeks ago. He called you after he went to the diner to ‘study’ with her to say goodnight the way he always did but that night was the first time he hung up without saying I love you.

You want to run again. You blink rapidly, wanting the tears to be gone. You get up and grab your stuff, ignoring the weight of his eyes on you. You want to run and get away from everything including yourself.

“Where are you going?”

You shrug.

Where are you going? You don't know where you should go.

Billy gets up as well, reaching for your wrist to keep you from running away. You look down at his hand before you look up and into his eyes with a frown on your face. He holds his car keys up, “wanna get out of here?”

Billy is not someone you want to spend the day with but Steve is now the last person you want to see. You are desperate to get away and you would leave with just about anyone if that means that it will keep you away from him and her.

“Okay.”

Who could’ve ever prepared you for such pain? Absolutely no one– not the many heartbreaking books you’ve read, not the relationships you have watched falling apart, not even your mother’s heartbreak when your father left could have prepared you for the pain that you have been going through since he left you. It should be getting better by now, right? But it doesn’t, if anything, it keeps getting worse and worse.

Everywhere you go, you see him, everywhere you look, you get reminded of him, memories follow you every way you turn to. He cursed you with love, pain and heartbreak and you despise him for it, you despise the way he shattered your fragile little heart, the way he broke every promise he ever made, the way he never loved you when he told you he did.

‘I-I’m not even sure if I ever loved you, y/n. I wouldn’t have fallen for her if I did love you, right?’ Those words haunt you, they haunt you day and night, when you wake up in the bed you used to sleep with him in, when you get ready in the bathroom, staring at your reflection, thinking about a time when he would come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, when you walk down the stairs only to think about all the times he would walk through the front door with freshly picked flowers, your favorite ones. Those words haunt you at school, when every place you turn to is nothing but a reminder of him, when you see him with her. They even haunt you in your sleep and there is nothing you can do about it.

Curious and confused glances were thrown your and Steve’s way after the breakup, whispers in the locker rooms, bathrooms and hallways– you heard them all. You weren’t the only one shocked about Steve’s actions, everyone else was too.

A month of torture had passed and you know that it’s far from over. No matter what you do, no matter who you are with, you can’t stop thinking about him, you can’t stop hurting, you can’t stop crying every time you think of him, you can’t stop tearing up every time you see him. This morning you had walked in on them kissing in the bathroom, her back was pressed against the wall, his hands were on her waist, he was kissing her hungrily. Neither of them saw you, you left just as quick as you came. It ruined your day before it even started.

Will this ever end? This pain, this heartbreak?

Your knees are pulled to your chest, your eyes are closed, your chin resting on your knees. You should be at cheer practice, instead you are crying your eyes out on the cold bathroom floor.

The door opens and two different voices fill the silence in the bathroom, ones you instantly recognize.

“I just don’t get why you’re so mad–”

“You promised that we’d leave together but you just ditched me because you wanted to lose your stupid virginity to King Steve, who’s by the way, a huge asshole,” Barb grumbles, “I bet it wasn’t even worth it.”

“I-It was! And he’s not an asshole!” You hear Nancy exclaim, “he’s sweet a-and it was.. nice. And it’s not like something happened to you, you got home safe, didn’t you?”

Your eyes snap open, you place your hand over your lips. Your heart leaps to your throat and your stomach clenches uncomfortably.

So he didn’t sleep with her while he was still with you. It does little to comfort you, it still makes you feel sick to know that he is with her, that he is so happy while you still cry yourself to sleep every night.

Does he hold her afterwards? He never held you after you had sex– maybe once or twice on nights where you had felt sad, he traced your skin, drawing stars around the scars that only he got to see. Does he kiss her afterwards? He never kissed you, most of the time he only pecked your forehead and then he would turn away from you. Does he fall asleep afterwards or does he actually bother to take care of her the way he never took care of you?

“Right,” Barb scoffs, “well, don’t be surprised when he leaves you for another virgin.”

Virgin. Is that what he wanted? Another virgin, another notch on his belt? A new thing to brag about?

“Why are you so mean?” Nancy mumbles.

“I’m not mean, I’m just telling the truth, he seems to be moving on quickly– he was just dating y/n and now he’s with you, like he wasn’t in a long term relationship.”

You hear Nancy shuffling around the bathroom, placing her bag on the floor, followed by a loud sigh.

“I mean, it wasn’t love.”

You raise your eyebrows and clench your jaw. Anger fills you and pain tugs at your heart. You know it wasn’t love for him but it still hurts you to hear those words. Does he talk to her about you? Does he laugh about what he once knew love to be now that he has her, the girl he actually loves?

“It wasn’t love?” Barb asks, laughing at her friend's words, “I don’t know about you but they seemed pretty in love to me.”

“Well, he wasn’t in love with her– I mean, he dated her because that was expected of him, right? She’s the popular cheerleader, the pretty rich girl,” she says mockingly, “those have nothing in their brains and they’re pretty boring too so.. It was all just for show, I-I mean, do you really think he wanted her for her? I’m pretty sure that she’s already onto the next guy anyway, girls like her are–”

“Whoa that’s mean, Nance.”

Yeah, these words are mean for someone who looks so sweet and innocent. You don’t know whether to laugh or to walk out and slam her stupid face into the mirror. You have been holding yourself back from confrontations, not wanting to reveal how hurt and angry you really are about the breakup and about her stealing from you.

“It’s the truth! Steve told me that Billy Hargrove was after her since he moved here this summer.”

“What does that have to do with her being ‘easy’? He’s after her? So? Half of the school would die for a chance with her, that doesn’t make her easy, it’s not like she’s after them– besides, even if she was, she’s single and free to do whatever she wants. She wasn’t the one who went after other people while she was still in a relationship unlike your boyfriend. The only easy one here is Steve– seriously, stop being so mean, you got what you wanted, what else do you want?”

That’s what you ask yourself as well, what else does she want?

You push yourself up and smooth down your skirt but before you can leave the stall and make your presence known to them, their footsteps echo through the bathroom, the door opens and they leave without realizing that you were there.

Sighing, you slump against the wall and look up at the ceiling. You never really cared about Nancy Wheeler, you never had anything to do with her. You didn’t mind her, not even when you saw the way she looked at Steve while he was still yours, her big and innocent eyes trained on the King. She always batted her eyelashes at him, giggled at his stupid jokes and it drove him crazy, he loved it, the attention he got from another girl. She wasn’t the first one who looked at him that way, who touched his arm and giggled at his jokes but she was the first one who managed to steal his attention away from you.

She was the first one who made him doubt his feelings for you.

And he let it all happen and it angers you because you feel like a fool for loving him despite the things he put you through. He will never be yours again and you will never be his again, you know it and yet it’s still such a hard thing to grasp. It’s only been a few weeks without him, yet it feels like a lifetime.

You know you have to let him go.

You kept holding onto him, hoping that he would come back because you thought you knew that he would come back but he won’t and he never will. He looks happy with her, happier than he ever looked with you and no matter how much it hurts, you let him go and you get rid of every part of him that you kept holding onto.

The sweater that he left behind in your bedroom, the collection of polaroids in the shoebox under your bed. The necklace he gave you on your sixteenth birthday. The bottle of cologne that he left on your dresser. The ring he put on your finger– a promise ring. You throw it all away, not letting the memories get to you this time. You push them all out, you force them all out of your mind.

You let him go.

Steve Harrington stopped existing in your life. Days and weeks have passed since the day he left you and it’s as though he became a ghost in your life. You stopped looking at him, you stopped acknowledging his presence– whenever you walk past him in the hallways, you pretend to not see him, when you’re in the same class, you never spare a single glance at him, not even when you have to walk past him to get to your seat, when you’re both at basketball games and you have to cheer him and his team on, you look at everyone but at him and it bothers him. It bothers him to see you acting like he doesn’t exist to you, like he’s not even there, like he’s invisible.

He doesn’t understand what the feeling in his chest is every time he sees you– odd. It feels odd to see you walk past him without stopping by his locker to steal a kiss– he did this, he caused this. He didn’t want you anymore. He wanted her and now he has her but why does he feel like the worst person alive? Why does he feel so unhappy when he finally has what he wants?

“Steve?”

You stop in front of your locker, opening it, you look at yourself in the tiny mirror you put into your locker– you look beautiful, the way you always do. Your hair is pulled into a loose ponytail, you’ve got your cheer uniform on like always, a cardigan that looks way too big on you hangs loosely on your form, it reminds him of the way his big sweaters would look on you.

He wonders if you still think about him. He wonders if you still hate him for what he did to you almost two months back. He wonders if you would curse him out if he came over to talk. He wonders if–

“Steve!”

Nancy tugs on his hand and says his name a little louder, pulling him out of his thoughts and forcing him to tear his eyes away from you. He blinks, furrowing his brows as he looks down at her.

“Yeah, what is it?”

“Are you… okay?” She asks, giving him a small smile.

“Yeah,” he mumbles as he looks back at you again, “yeah, I’m okay.”

“What are you doing tonight?” Nancy asks.

He shrugs, “I don’t know, I thought we could watch a movie or something.”

“Oh uh, about that,” Nancy starts, looking around, she doesn’t even notice the way he looks at you, “I have this thing–”

Steve frowns, though it’s not because of his girlfriend’s words but because of the man approaching you.

“Thing?” Steve mumbles.

“Yeah, I’m working on this project with Jonathan and we gotta get it done before christmas break, so..”

“Oh, yeah that’s fine,” Steve says without really thinking about her words. His attention is elsewhere.

Billy Hargrove.

Steve had always hated him. He moved here this summer and left an amazing impression the first time he met him. Billy had set his eyes on you the moment he stepped into Hawkins.

Every party you and Steve had gone to together, ended with you arguing because of Billy Hargrove– well more so because of himself and his jealousy, because he couldn’t contain it, because he was too insecure, because he saw the way he looked at you, like he knew that he would get you eventually, like he knew that he would get you to leave him.

Maybe that’s where it all went wrong.

Maybe his insecurities got the best of him.

Maybe things would have been different if he wasn’t so jealous all the time.

“Hey uh– I’m meeting Barb at the library, I gotta go,” Nancy says before she grabs his chin and pulls him in for a short kiss.

Steve forces a smile onto his face and pecks her lips once more before he lets her go. He watches her leave and waves at her when she turns around to flash him another smile. When she is gone, he turns back to you.

Billy’s hand is resting on the locker next to yours, the usual smirk on his face is wide as he eyes you up and down. You don’t seem too happy about his presence though, rolling your eyes at whatever he is saying to you. Billy leans even closer to you and you don’t hesitate to push him away from you, you sigh, he can tell by the way your lips part and the way your chest rises. You press your fingertips against his chest to keep him away from you, saying something to him that Steve can’t make out from afar before you turn around and leave. Billy doesn’t even look fazed, if anything, he smirks even more and tilts his head, licking his lips as he stares at your legs.

Steve rolls his eyes, still hating the way Billy looks at you. He shuts his locker and walks into the same direction you walked to. It’s the last class of the day, the one he shares with you; English class.

You are already in your seat when Steve walks into the classroom. The seat next to yours is empty, it still is ever since he moved. You are looking down at your notebook, a pencil tugged between your lips as your other hand is propped against your cheek. He looks away and makes his way over to his new usual seat when he realizes that it’s already taken by Tommy Hagan who looks at him with a smirk on his face. His girlfriend, Carol is chewing her gum obnoxiously as she sports the same smirk as her boyfriend. Steve clenches his jaw in anger, irritation sparks inside of him.

These two have been making his school days more unbearable than before ever since his fallout with Tommy.

“There’s a free seat,” Carol smirks as she points to the seat next to yours, “the queen looks pretty lonely without her king, don’t you think?”

Tommy chuckles, “yeah, don’t worry we won’t tell your mistress.”

Steve scoffs at their words, rolling his eyes, he looks around the classroom. The seat next to yours is indeed the only free one. Fuck. He shakes his head and turns away, begrudgingly making his way over to his old seat. He glances at you when he throws his books on the table.

You don’t acknowledge his presence but you freeze when he sits down next to you. You pause what you are doing, clenching your hand into a fist and taking deep breaths. Steve notices it all– he wonders if you are angry or nervous.

He leans back in his seat and turns around to look at his old friends who are already giggling. He glares at them and turns back around, hoping that this lesson will go by quickly.

He tries to keep his eyes off of you but he keeps glancing at you every few seconds or so. He notices something, it’s a small detail but he notices it, the eyeshadow on your eyelids has been replaced by black eyeliner, that must make your eyes look brighter– if you just looked at him, he would know.

His mom asks about you all the time, he felt bad when he had to tell her that he broke up with you, he felt even worse when he had to tell her about his new girlfriend. She wasn’t too excited to meet her. His mom adores you. He doesn’t remember the last time she saw you. He doesn’t even remember the last time he saw you out of school. You started skipping cheer practice, you stopped coming to games even though it is your job to do so as the cheer captain, you have slowly started to give that title over to your friend, Chrissy. Some days you even came to school with your regular clothes, ditching the cheer outfit for a pair of jeans and a sweater.

He wonders how you are feeling.

He wonders what you do in your free time now.

He wonders if you still listen to the same music.

He wonders if–

“You’ll be working on this assignment in pairs.”

“Do we get to choose our partner?” Carol asks with a smirk on her face.

Panic fills Steve’s chest when he stares at the teacher. He missed the whole class because he was staring at you.

“No,” Mrs. Jones says with a straight face, “not after the last time. You work with your seat partner. You got a little over a week, so–” she pauses as she takes a look at the calendar on her wall, “you will get to finish it just in time before Christmas break.”

Steve drowns out the rest of her words, he swallows nervously as he looks over at you. His palms get sweaty and his heart begins to race in his chest.

You are not giving any reactions, you pretend to be unbothered by this whole situation. When the bell rings and everyone gets up to leave the classroom, you get up and gather your books.

Steve runs his hand through his hair and looks around before his eyes find you again. He speaks your name with uncertainty in his voice.

“Don’t bother, Harrington. I’ll write the assignment myself, not that you’d be much of a help anyways,” you mumble, coldly.

This is the first time you have said anything to him in weeks, you didn’t even bother to look at him. You didn’t even bother to wait for him to say something. You turned around and left without sparing a single glance.

“Y/n!” He calls out to you but you are already gone.

Sighing, he slumps back into his seat, not caring about the many eyes on him.

“Aw,” Carol coos with a smug look on her face, “cute, the lovers will reunite again. Isn’t that how you met Nancy?”

Tommy chuckles, throwing his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulder, he looks down at Steve, “yeah,” he nods, “don’t think that King Steve will get his queen back though,” he chuckles.

Carol’s eyes flash with amusement, “right, last time I checked she was screwing around with Billy,” she says. Giggling when she sees the shocked look on Steve’s face, “oops, you didn’t know?”

She pouts at him, “guess your fear was valid after all, I mean that’s what you were always afraid of, right? That he would steal your girl?”

Steve swallows harshly, he feels like he has been punched. You are sleeping with Billy? The guy you always told him not to worry about? The guy that caused all his jealousy?

“Don’t worry, Steve,” Tommy laughs, “it’s just sex, damaged girls like her just wanna be fucked," he says before he turns around with a chuckle, he and Carol leave before Steve gets to say anything back.

A bitter taste lays on his tongue, he leans back in his seat, staring down at the hair tie around his wrist.

He can't believe it, he can't believe you.

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gimmw your gfalls hcs NOEWWW

oh god! I have soooo many but i'll put some basic ones down for the pines family rn and probably add on to this later ^_^

Dipper

◇ First of all this boy is absolutely autistic. My little autistic ass acted so much like him as a kid, I mean, what autistic 12 year old wouldn't base their entire summer around a weird book full of monsters they found?

◇ I think he's a trans dude and aro/ace, and that his crush on Wendy was more comphet than anything. I'm not really a fan of any ship involving him but I think platonic dipcifica could be cute.

◇ Cryptozoology/The Paranormal is absolutely his main special interest, but he also has an sp/in in computers/comp sci (but he's honestly not great at computer stuff).

Mabel

◇ AuDHD Queen! I think her main special interest is absolutely arts / crafts, I mean look at all the silly things she makes throughout the series as well as her dedication to handmaking dozens of puppets/props/etc as well as writing and entire play to impress her crush of the week in Sock Opera. ◇ I think sexuality wise she's not straight but prefers to be unlabelled. I also like to think she's the type to collect xenogenders / neopronouns like pokemon cards. ( she totally uses a bunch of cat-based pronouns) ◇ Shortly after the series I think she'd get a little less Boys-Crazy and focus more exploring who she is as a person / her self expression. Absolutely is gonna have a mall goth/emo/scene phase (she's smushing all three of those together into one thing for herself).

(I also think Mabel and Dipper were born identical twins)

Grunkle Stan

◇ Also AuDHD, not quite sure what his big main special interest would be but he's absolutely hyperfixated on Ducktective. Also going off the story in Lost Legends I think he'd absolutely be getting into making comics / drawing in general (even if hes not great at it). Post series I think he'd spend a lot of his free time out at sea drawing in the boat's cabin. Mostly making comics of silly re-tellings of he and Ford's adventures out at Sea (he absolutely shows Dipper and Mabel these if he and Ford video calls them when they're on land) ◇ I'm a transfem Stanley truther. He doesn't really realize/come to terms with it until post-series. I think she'd just grow out her hair and throw it in a pony-tail + use she/he pronouns to transition. She'd still use the name Stanley and be fine with both masc/fem terms (ie fine be called a man or a woman). Also he's bisexual (but has known this since he was like a teen, even if he didn't have the words to label it.) ◇ I think his Popsicle addiction from the unaired pilot is real and canon. Old autistic men love popsicles just look at my dad and grandfather.

Ford

◇ oh boy its projection time (i am a stanford pines fictive) 😈😈😈

◇ Transmasc, somewhere under the nonbinary umbrella but very guy adjacent. Mainly uses he/him pronouns but I think he'd use "it" and "they" aswell. Gay and Arospec as well. ◇ Autism + NPD + Schizophrenia wombo combo. He's sooooo NPD coded its INSANE, I am going to write an essay about it in the future. Goes without saying that his special interests are the paranormal and various sciences, but I think he has a hardcore love for the arts as well. ◇ Going off both the autism and arospec HC- I think he's the type to convince himself he has a crush very easily, when in reality he just has a strong admiration / platonic love for those in question, and had strong platonic feelings for McGucket back in college that he confused for romantic ones (projecting 100000000%) (i think the Stan twins were fraternal twins)

#gravity falls #gravity falls headcanons #gravity falls hcs #dipper pines #mason pines #mabel pines #stanley pines #grunkle stan #stanford pines #ford pines

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Shows That Deserve a Second Chance!

Hi! How y'all doing? Okay, time to get to the nitty gritty this is just my opinion on shows that deserve a second chance!

As we all know by now it doesn't matter if a show is popular or big the fandom is a show will get cancelled for no (and incredibly stupid) reason or never got to make it on the TV screen at all!

Due to Tumblr's limitation on pictures, I'll just do a select few series based on: never aired, messed up by the network but still had an ending, & messed up by the network.

Also, no show is in any particular order I just put them in randomly and if there are more shows that have been unjustly cancel/ never aired please be free to add some to the post.

This is purely for fun and if there is a show you like that got cancelled you may add it to the list.

Let's Begin:

First, are the shows that never aired but had amazing pilots.

1.The Modifiers

The Modifiers was created by Lynne Naylor & Chris Reccardi who pitched the idea to Nickelodeon.

The series is set in 1960's mod style/ steampunk/ magical girl/retrofuturism world focused on Agent Xero and her sidekick Mole who work for a secret agency known as The Modifiers in their quest to stop the evil Baron Vain and his rat sidekick named Rat (no, really, he's a rat named Rat). In the series Agent Xero disguises herself as Lacey Shadows to go undercover and foil Baron Vain plans, the twist of Rat knows that Agent Xero and Lacey Shadows are one in the same and tries to expose them.

Seeing how the modifiers had the same reteo style as My Life As A Teenage Robot, The Mighty B, and Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi (owned by Cartoon Network), it would've made a great addition to the line up plus another girl boss series!

Despite the positive feedback and petitions the show has not been picked up and Chris Reccardi tragically passed away 2019 due to a heart attack, leaving ownership to Lynne Naylor.

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2.Carmen Got Expelled

Carmen Got Expelled was created by Jorge R. Gutierrez and was pitched to Disney Television Animation.

The series follows a young girl named Carmen who was expelled from her last school from defending her classmates from a group of bullies. While it looks like Carmen will face punishment (for actually doing the right thing and being a good person), good - karma steps in the form of The Baron who enrolls Carmen in his private academy. Sadly, Headmistress Gnarly and her niece Yvonne try to do everything in their power to get Carmen in trouble and get her expelled for good. Luckily, Carmen has her friends Bing, Ozzy, and Johnny (*coughCRUSHcough*) to get her out of trouble!

The reason the show wasn't picked was because the network didn't think it would do well with audience and wanted Carmen's race to be changed and be a girl who loves rules. WOW, REALLY?!? I think if Jorge pitched the idea to Nickelodeon, it might have worked since his show El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera was already on that channel and would've made a good crossover.

After being rejected, Jorge worked on The Book of Life film that also was rejected for a while only to become a- SUCCESS!

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3. The Kitty Bobo Show

The Kitty Bobo Show was created by Kevin Kaliher & Meaghan Dunn and was pitched to Cartoon Network during their 2001 Big Pick competition where the viewers picked who would win. The winner became the classic show Codename: Kids Next Door!

The series focused on Kitty Bobo an anthropomorphic cat living in a big city along with other anthropomorphic animals and had it continued would've explored more of Kitty Bobo, his adoptive parents who are dogs, and his friends. In the pilot 'Cellphones' the plot was of Kitty Bobo trying to look cool and impress everyone with his new (now dated) cellphone.

The show is now a cult classic and had many petitions to become an actual show. Apparently, the creators want to continue the pilot from this Instagram post. If it does happen, I think it would work best teens/young adults on Adult Swim.

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4.Princess Academy

Princess Academy was created by Olivier Ciappa and David Kawena and was pitched to Disney. It was supposed to be an animated short that was also a musical not just featuring the famous Disney Princesses, but also many other female leads at a boarding school. Sadly, the project was canceled due to Disney getting rid of its 2-D animation department (another bad decision).

This is just an educated guess, but from the concept art a little girl got accept into the Princess Academy and got to interact with her favorite characters and at the end of the short more students would arrive and meet their favorite leading ladies.

Seeing how big the Disney Princess fandom is, I'm surprised this was passed up. I mean HELLO! You got all the Disney Princesses and the other female leads in one place, I think this would've been a success!

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5. Oswald the Lucky Rabbit the Series

Oswald the Lucky Rabbit the Series was planned to premier on Disney+ and had many announcements and people excited for the return of Oswald, only to be disappointed (AGAIN!) when news hit they weren't doing the show.

After, all poor Oswald has gone through: Walt losing custody over him in divorce court, abandoned, and forgotten; give the poor guy a break and let him have his show!

Despite all that Oswald has made cameos in Mickey Mouse shorts, The Wonderful World of Mickey Mouse, Once Upon A Studio, and his own short. There's still hope he'll join his brother again soon.

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6. Epic Mickey 3

After, the return of Oswald and success of Epic Mickey, there were plans for an Epic Mickey 3, but sadly never came.

This would've helped Oswald's popularity and maybe make Epic Mickey into a TV/movie series featuring the two brothers, but at this time that's wishful thinking.

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7. Milky Way and the Galaxy Girls

Created by Lauren Faust pitched to Hasbro.

The series would focus on eleven girls who are the personifications of planets. The pilot was about Milky Way accidently releasing the evil Black Hole and would meet the other girls to help fight. Sadly, it was passed over in favor of the popular My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

Lauren had ragdolls and a (now out of print) book released in hopes of making it a series, she even has some concept art on her Deviantart page.

Over time Lauren redesigned the girls so hopes and wishes that it becomes a series!

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8. Toil and Trouble

Created by Lauren Faust pitched to Netflix.

Lauren tried to pitch the series Toil and Trouble freaturing an orphan witch named Toil and her cat Trouble as they try to learn magic and save the witch world.

When, production for the project began Netflix decided to stop the show before it began.

SERIOUSLY, HOW DARE WHOEVER DECIDED TO CAN THIS SHOW DENY THE QUEEN HER RIGHT TO CREATE!

This so would've made a hit especially since Laurn worked on: The Powerpuff Girls, MLP:FIM, Kid Cosmic, Wander Over Yonder, and etc! But, not to worry y'all Lauren still has the rights and will most likely have it produced by someone else (hopefully)!

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9. Me and My Shadow

Me And My Shadow created by Maya Forbes & Wallace Wolodarsky and pitched to Dreamworks.

Me And My Shadow follows Daniel (human) and Dan (shadow) as they two work together to stop an evil shadow from staring an uprising against shadows and humans. Along the way Dan help Daniel gain some confidence and form a friendship.

THIS FILM HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL!

It merged 2D & 3D animation, had an amazing story, a good cast of characters; what more could you want?

Sadly, it was passed over by other films and despite protest and a petition Dreamworks refused to budge.

Not only would this film bring back Dreamworks animation department and could've been a rise for 2D animation to come back!

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10. Bye Bye Bunny: A Looney Tunes Musical

Bye Bye Bunny would be about Bugs Bunny tired of being in the spotlight and wanting the life of a regular bunny. This becomes Daffy's big break to step out of Bug's shadow and become a star only to be kidnapped by an obsessive fan of his (talk about irony). Bugs and the others go on an epic quest to save Daffy with hijanks, adventure, and heartfelt moments.

Sadly, the project was canceled which is a huge crime. The story was the perfect star wants to leave the spotlight, we could've seen more of Bugs and Daffy's friendship, and the song 'Why Do I Gotta Be Bugs Bunny' was just so heart wrenching beautiful. This would've been great to release during Warner Bros. 100 Anniversary and give the Looney Tunes franchise some more attention.

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2. Shows messed up by the network but still had an ending

The Owl House

The Owl House created by Dana and aired on Disney.

The Owl House followed the story of Luz a teenage girl who has a love all things weird and magically gets sent to a 'normal' camp after one of her antics get her in trouble. But as fate intervened Luz stumbles upon the Boiling Isles and meets Eda the Owl Lady, King the king of demons, and Hooty the Owl House. To fulfill her dreams of becoming a witch Luz becomes Eda apprentice and explores the mysterious of the Boiling Isles.

The Owl House was a huge hit with fans and the LGBTQ community, and it bites that it was cancelled/shortened during season three. Dana had more ideas for season 3 for example: a beach episode, info on Hooty (don't lie we all want to know what Hooty is), and etc.

The reason the Owl House was canceled was because Disney exs didn't think it fit into their brand... What fit? They threw away a precious gemstone in the trash when they made that decision.

Dana Terrace, whatever your next project is I know it will be a success.

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2. Ducktales (2017)

Ducktales (2017) created by Matt Youngberg & Francisco Angones and aired on Disney.

Ducktales follows Huey, Dewey, Louie, their friend Webby, uncle Donald, and great uncle Scrooge, as they go on epic adventures, find rare items & hidden worlds, and a long-lost family secret.

Ducktales had a great start and a huge fanbase, but sadly it wasn't getting the ratings Disney wanted, switching channels, and bad marketing.

I really wish this show continued and had each character have their own season, but it did have a good ending.

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3. Danny Phantom

Danny Phantom created by Butch Hartman and aired on Nickelodeon.

Danny Phantom follows the story of Danny Fenton who gained ghosts powers after a freak accident. With his best friends Tucker and Sam, Danny uses his powers to protect everyone against evil ghosts, humans, and the horrors of high school. To make matters worse Danny has to keep his ghost identity a secret from his parents who are ghost hunters!

Despite the show's popularity it didn't reach the same goal as Fairly Oddparents or Spongebob (or so I'm told). Despite that Danny Phantom had an ending, but it was kinda a divide in the fandom.

It was said had the series continued: we'd find out more about the Ghost Zone, more characters, and most importantly: Danielle would've been adoptive by the Fentons!

4. The Amazing World of Gumball

The Amazing World of Gumball created by Ben Bocquelet and aired on Cartoon Network.

The Amazing World of Gumball follows the story of Gumball as he gets into random shenanigans in his town of Elmore along with his best friend/adoptive brother Darwin, and little sister Anais.

The show has been praised for its mixed media animation, humor, and storytelling. The last episode ended in a cliffhanger leaving many fans unsatisfied.

There were plans for a movie that Ben said would resolve the cliffhanger only for it to be shelved (along with other shows/movies) due to the HBO (HB -NO). I tried to find more information, but the only other information I found was that it 'might' still be in production and be bought by a different network. Again, I'm playing by ear.

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5. Wander Over Yonder

Wander Over Yonder was created by Craig McCracken and aired on Disney.

Wander Over Yonder follows the story of a friendly alien nomad named Wander with his best friend and stead Sylvia travel all over the galaxy going from planet to planet. While on their journey they run into Lord Hater who wants to take over the galaxy.

Disney ended WOY after season 2 and there were plans for a season 3 and would've been the final season.

Craig had plans to expand the story that didn't happened (maybe even travel to Earth?); after WOY cancellation Craig went to work on Kid Cosmic for Netflix.

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6. Samurai Jack

Samurai Jack was created by Genndy Tartakovsky and aired on Cartoon Network.

Samauri Jack follows the story of a Samauri named Jack and his battle with the evil demon Aku. Before Jack can defeat Aku with his sword Aku uses his powers and sends Jack into the future where Aku is the ruler. Jack travels through many lands in his search to find a way to the past, fix the future, and defeat Aku!

The only problem with the final episode was it took - 13 YEARS - to finish! Adult Swim revived the series in 2017 giving the fans a satisfying ending.

Everyone originally thought that season four that ended in 2004 would end in a cliffhanger. I guess that if it did end around the early 2000's the ending would be different since Genndy and the crew would've had other ideas. I'm happy that the series had the ending it had, but let's be honest do we really want to wait so long for a proper ending?

3. Shows messed up by the network

Infinity Train

Infinity Train was created by Owen Dennis and aired on Cartoon Network.

Infinity Train was at first a mini-series that focused on Tulip a young girl who's dealing with the divorce of her parents decides to run away from home to escape her home life. Tulip ends up on the mysterious Infinity Train and meets a robotic creature known as One-One and a strange green glowing number on her hands. Knowing the longer she's on the train the more danger she's in Tulip, One-One, and Atticus the King of Corginia, travel throughout the train to find The Conductor and send Tulip on. Afterwards we see different passengers travel the train going through different types of traumas and learning to heal.

Despite Owen having a total of eight books ( book five being Ameila's backstory), a passenger being traumatized by the train only to return on it, and even a Christmas special, Infinity Train went to HBO Max streaming service, was canceled after book 4 because execs decided it wasn't fit for kids and became one of many victims of the 2022 HBO Purge.

After much protest from the TV/FILM community Infinity Train books 1 & 2 can now be purchased on DVD (not giving up on the other books) and downloaded from online stores.

Once again, a great show canceled and destroyed by corporate greed!

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2.Ever After High

Ever After High was created by Mattel books by Shannon Hale & Suzanne Selfors.

Ever After High focus on the teenage sons & daughters (and non-binary) of legendary fairy tales. The children are sent to Ever After High School to learn how to follow the same steps as their parents. But Raven Queen the daughter of the Evil Queen, isn't evil and doesn't want to follow in her mother's footsteps. On the other hand, Apple White the daughter of Snow White wants to follow in her mother's footsteps and be the perfect queen. This divides the school into two separate parties: the Royals (those who want to follow their predetermined destinies) and the Rebels (those who want to rewrite their stories) and causes a shift in the fairy tale world.

Being a toy line Ever After High relied on their doll sells to fuel the books and web series. After Disney's Descendants release Mattel knew they couldn't compete, ending the Royal/Rebel debate too early, and cheaper doll lines the series was canceled.

There were plans for more dolls, books, and sadly characters that have been seen since the beginning never got dolls.

In my honest opinion they shouldn't have ended the Royal/Rebel debate in Way Too Wonderland, that's more of a final season kinda thing and it's hard to come up with more stories after jumping the shark like that.

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3.Star Darlings

Star Darlings was created by Shana Muldoon Zappa and Ahmet Zappa.

Star Darlings was a book and miniseries focused on twelve Starling girls (humanoid creatures who live on Starland) who attend the prodigies Starling Academy to learn to grant wishlings (humans) wishes only to find out they are the legendary Star Darlings destined to save their world and Wish World (Earth) from negative energy!

Honestly Star Darlings was a victim of bad advertising and Disney no giving it enough attention. The books had so much information on the characters, lore, and etc. while the cartoon only had shorts and was on random times. The cartoon had an ending, but the books were left on a cliffhanger.

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4. Super Best Friends Forever/ DC Super Hero Girls (2019)

Created by Lauren Frost and aired on Cartoon Network.

I'm listing this as a two-parter.

Super Best Friends Forever was a series of shorts featuring Batgirl, Wonder Girl, and Supergirl, three superhero teens fighting crime and getting into hilarious hi-jinks.

Lauren was denied turning SBFF into a series due to marketing.

In 2019 Lauren would later do the second installment of DC Super Hero Girls another group of superhero girls who battle the evils of high school and Metropolis.

Many fans argued which version is superior.

To be honest I wish Donna wasn't replaced with Diana, Diana and Zatanna weren't de-aged along with a bunch of other adult characters, the adult heroes were mentors to the girls, could've added more teen heroes that still haven't made their TV debut, not make the guys jerks/useless, and the setting wasn't just in Metropolis. But that's just my two cents.

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5. RWBY & Camp Camp

RWBY created by Monty Oum & Camp Camp created by Miles Luna and Jordan Cwierz both aired on Rooster Teeth.

RWBY story is about the four members of Team RWBY (Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang) who attend Beacon Academy to become huntsmen and huntswomen to protect the world from evil creatures known as Grimm, but as the series progresses, we learn more about the characters, lore, and world of Remnant.

Camp Camp focuses on campers (Max, Nikki, and Neil) & camp counselors (David and Gwen) who attend a shady & dysfunctional run-down camp known as, Camp Campbell. Instead of a traditional camp like space camp, sports camp, or adventure camp, Camp Campbell combines them all to save cost and avoid being sued.

While I was at school my art teacher told the class that a famous artist had died from an allergic reaction, but she neglected to tell who the artist was. Later on, I found out about RWBY and Camp Camp and while digging into the shows' history/ creators I realized Monty Oum was the artist my teacher was talking about.

Due to Rooster Teeth shutting down both series futures are in the air. I was lucky enough to meet Michael and Lindsey Jones the voice actors from RWBY and Camp Camp & a cool Oscar cosplayer LINK. I overheard him asking them when the next season for each show would come out, both replied that "I can't promise anything.", and that scared me a little. I really hope new seasons come out soon since I would hate for both series to go.

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6. Invader Zim

Invader Zim created by Jhonen Vasquez and aired on Nickelodeon.

Invader Zim focused on an Invader named Zim of the Irken Empire who wants to impress his leaders, The Tallest, after failing Operation Impending DOOM 1 after he destroyed his own planet. The Tallest give him a snipe hunt by sending him to the planet Earth. On Earth Zim disguises as a normal *HA* human boy and his SIR unit named Gir as an adorable green dog as they collect info on the planet to conquer it. Unfortunately, Zim forms a rivalry with a junior paranormal investigator named Dib who tries to prove to everyone that Zim is an evil alien.

The show was very popular at the time even having merchandise still being produced to this day. The reason for the shows cancellation was due to low rating and high costs even though there were many unaired episodes.

In 2015 Invader Zim continued as a comic book series and in 2019 Netflix aired Invader Zim: Enter the Florpus. Invader Zim doesn't really have a true ending, so I guess either the comic book ending or Enter the Florpus could count as an ending, maybe?

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7. Dead End: Paranormal Park

Dead End: Paranormal Park was created by Hamish Steele and aired on Netflix.

Dead End first appeared in a Cartoon Hangover short in 2014 and later became the book series in 2018.

Book and TV show follow the story of Barney, Norma, Pugsley, and Courtney who work at Phoenix Parks a haunted theme park where they battle demons, find out the mystery behind the park owner Paulina Phoenix, and maybe stop the apocalypse!

Dead End: Paranormal Park was not renewed by Netflix due to budget cuts (really, I mean really?) and Hamish planned to have the third season air on a different streaming network. While the cartoon ended with a cliffhanger the book series had an ending.

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8. Detentionaire

Detentionaire was created by Daniel Bryan Franklin & Charles Johnston and aired on Teleton.

Detentionaire follows the story of Lee Ping who has pulled off the most epic prank in A. Nigma High history, but there's just one tiny problem - Lee didn't do it! Framed for a prank he didn't commit Lee has to spend a year in detention (and grounded), determined to find out who pranked him and why Lee teams up with Biffy another detentionaire and his friends to get down to what's going on and darker secrets at A. Nigma High.

Due to low ratings and not too much viewership the show ended on a cliffhanger.

I came across Detentionaire while watching Ruby Gloom on YouTube (I live in the US so there were no channels featuring the shows) lucky for me it was in the middle of season one when it was still on air and I got to watch the series (when uploaded to Youtube).

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9. Sym- Bionic Titan/ Unicorn: Warriors Eternal

Sym- Bionic Titan/ Unicorn: Warriors Eternal created by Genndy Tartakovsky and aired on Cartoon Network.

I'm listing this as a two-parter too.

Sym-Bionic Titan focuses on Princess Ilana, Soldier Lance, and Advance Robot Octus who had to flee their home planet Galaluna when the evil General Modula. General Modula sends out monsters to kill Princess Ilana and destroy the royal Galaluna bloodline once and for all! When, the three combine they form Sym-Bionic Titan to battle the monsters. The three blend into Earth culture by pretending to be a family, owning a home, and going to high school to draw suspicion off them. On top of that two government parties are investigating them and their relationship to the Titan. As the three protect their new home they are trying to find a way to return to Galaluna.

I'll be honest I'm not a huge sci-fi fan, but I did enjoy the series during its run. The story and art style were amazing as well.

The reason Sym-Bionic Titan was cancelled was because it was unable to secure a toy license. Oh please, there's a bunch of shows without a toy line and they ran/ or still running. The series ended with a 'ray of hope ending' after production Genndy left Cartoon Network and began working on other projects.

Only to return in the form of Unicorn: Warriors Eternal which focus on four individuals who are the reincarnations of past warriors sent to fight an ancient evil from plaguing the world.

The series had a good old timey animation art style with the steampunk aesthetic. Sadly, it like its sibling series ended on a cliffhanger.

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10. Justice League Action

Justice League Action created by Sam Register, Butch Lukic, Alan Burnett, and Jim Krieg.

Justice League Action focused on the Justice League a team of superheroes protect the world from supervillains. Each episode featured a different set of heroes defeating their foe and giving everyone extra screentime.

Justice League Action had a special when it first came out only to get bad timeslots and was never renewed.

INFO, 1

10. Teen Titans

Teen Titans was created by Glen Murakami & David Slack and aired on Cartoon Network.

The series focused on five superhero teens known as the Teen Titans who battle evil villains both in their home of Jump City and the Earth. Their biggest threat being Slade (Deathstroke in the comics) a mysterious man bent on conquering Jump City & destroying the Teen Titans,

Teen Titans was one of Cartoon Network's successful cartoons with high praise from critics and fans it's a mystery why the show was canceled. Once fans found out that Teen Titans was threatened to be canceled there were protests to see it not happened. The reasons for the cancellation ranged from low ratings, decline in toy sales, wanting to work on other shows, and etc. I believe the show was cancelled was because the execs could (JERKS!).

There have been spin-offs of the series such as the 'Titans in Tokyo' film to act as "the ending" of the series, DC nation Teen Titans shorts, and (the infamous) Teen Titans Go series that has had many specials, a movie, and is still on air.

The things I wish that could happen in the show are: Wonder Girl was a member of the team to even the gender out (I hate that even to this day shows only have 1 or 2 girls on a team), the second season Terra still appeared but it was Wonder Girl's season (to give Terra more screen time and make the betrayal hurt more) than third would be Terra's and every season would go on as normal, Starfire having a season, and the finale season focused on everyone! But that's just my two cents.

There have been rumors of season six (maybe) happening. I mean Samurai Jack and Invader Zim came back after their cancellations. If Teen Titans were to return, it would be on Adult Swim.

INFO, 1, 2,

Conclusion:

Okay, and we're done.

To be honest the reason I made this post is because I want to pursue a career in writing, animation, and voice acting.

After the news of HBO's purge and many others, I had a major panic attack because if one greedy person could make the call to erase years and dreams of hard work no matter how popular the shows are or well known the creators are what chance did I have?

I have auditioned for many things only to be in 'always the bridesmaid never the bride' position so it gets heartbreaking after a while. But, with indie works such as The Amazing Digital Circus, Murder Drones, Spooky Month, The Art of Murder, and Puzzle & Sling: Boredom Killers getting recognized and receiving high praise it kinda gives me a spark of hope despite everything.

Thank you for taking the time to read my article. Bye y'all!

Special mentions: The Prodigal Son (FOX), The Summoning (Cartoon Hangover), Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go! (Disney) Welcome to Doozy (Cartoon Hangover), Victor and Valentino (Cartoon Network), The Cuphead Show (Netflix), Class of 3000 (Cartoon Network), Cartoon Saloon version of Winnie the Pooh, and etc (like I said before you can add to the list).

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moonlit-imagines · 3 months ago

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Preferences: the Avengers visiting you, the owner of the local bookstore

Avengers x reader

warnings:

a/n: i hope it ok i turned into prefs!! i think it made more sense with the interaction part <3

prompt: @groovy-lady: “May I please request headcanons of being the owner of a bookshop the Avengers all go to and how they all interact with you?”

Bruce is there quite often, frequently in the scientific section. He buys stacks of books at a time and is quiet and polite when checking out. You always comment on how smart he must be and he awkwardly laughs it off. After a while, you start pulling certain books you’d think would interest him, which melted his heart when he realized you thought of him. “I added a science fiction novel in there, too. I don’t know if that’s your thing, but it’s one of my favorites.” You told him and he smiled. “Thank you for thinking of me.” He said.

Clint bought a lot of kids books. “How many?” You asked. “Three. Two boys and a girl.” He told you. You admired his choice of books for his kids. Teen fiction, sci-fi, graphic novels, fantasy, and a few children’s books. “Lots of variety.” You commented. “Yeah, trying to get them into reading.” He explained. “Any recommendations? The older ones are preteens, a boy and a girl. The little one is just learning how to read.” You smirked and started heading towards some classics like Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, and The Hunger Games. “These are the most popular for their age group, and I love them, too. As far as your little guy, you’ve already got the right idea.” Clint was grateful and took the first book of each popular series, promising to come back if they loved them as much you you did.

Nat was a fantasy reader. She had no shame in it. “What do you have for me today, y/n?” She’d approach the counter and have a small stack waiting for her. You’d go down the list with a little synopsis of each. “I hope you like them.” You told her. “You haven’t let me down yet.” She said back. She also donates her books when she’s done with them, saying she wants someone else to enjoy them as much as she did.

Steve nearly picked your history section clean. “Catching up, Captain?” You joked, recognizing the Super Soldier as soon as he walked in. “I don’t even know where to start.” He admitted. You gladly slimmed down his pile of history books and replaced quite a few with some fantastic works that came out while he was on ice. “As much as I enjoy reading, you won’t learn everything from these. Make sure you aren’t missing out by trying to catch up.” You warmly told him. “That’s good advice.” You told him you try and rung him up, warning him not to go reading those all at once.

Tony was more interested in comics and graphic novels, you’d laugh when you saw him pick up the more risque comics and he’d give you a playful wink. “They’re not for me, they’re for Clint’s son, the three-year-old.” He always knew how to make you laugh. “Yes, Elvira is the perfect choice for Clint’s small child.” He said he knew you’d understand. He also admitted he likes comics because they give him a little break from thinking all day and some of the characters remind him of his own life. You told him he was like Batman, he disagrees.

Thor checks out Norse Mythology more often than not. He likes to see what is written about him and his family in the eyes of Midgardians. “Are you sure you don’t want to try something different this time, Thor?” You motioned to a different section. “There’s so much more to choose from, I’d love to give you some recommendations.” Thor declined, placing another Norse book on the counter. “Have you ever read about me? Or my brother, Loki?” You nodded, telling him you’ve read a book or two that had them featured. “Wel”l, maybe next time I’ll buy something with a little less…me in it. We’ll see. Thank you, y/n!”

Before the Darkhold, Wanda was actually quite the enjoyer of teen fiction. She begged you not to tell the others what she read, and you promised you’d never share her secret. Most of the time, she’d cozy up in your reading corner with a coffee and read her “secret” books away from the Avengers. “Wanda, this one just came in. I think you’d love it.”

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#wanda maximoff imagine #steve rogers imagine #tony stark imagine #bruce banner imagine #thor odinson imagine #clint barton imagine #natasha romanoff imagine #avengers #avengers x reader #avengers imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine

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tessa-liam · 4 months ago

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Royal Adventures

-Prologue-

Book: Choices, The Royal Romance Series Finale + A Smoke & Mirrors Series Alternate Universe

Pairing: King Liam Rys x F!MC Queen Riley Brooks-Rys OTP

Rating: Teen, not beta’d-please excuse all errors

Category: On-going series, fluff

Warnings: a few swear words

Most Characters belong to Pixelberry

Music Inspiration: I Want It That Way, Backstreet Boys

Series Inspiration: Royal Misadventures, A Smoke & Mirrors 1-shot

Smoke & Mirrors Masterlist

My Main Masterlist

Series Premise: A collection of stories of the journey 12-year-old Crown Princess Eleanor Rys of Cordonia indertakes as she officially starts her Royal education. Tutors and advisors, that had been personally selected by Their Majesties King Liam Rys and Queen Riley Rys, were set to begin her royal lessons, and her days were packed full of knowledge. The young princess was a natural leader, and the King and Queen could not be more proud of their daughter.

Royal Adventures

-Prologue-

Busy days turned into busy evenings when Ellie Rys enjoyed her free time. As a 12-year-old, her parents wanted her to enjoy her childhood as long as she could, but the Crown Princess' life was going to change forever when she would reach her coming of age, and she would be required to take her place at court, as her father had taken previously.

Ellie knew her parents had a strong bond, and their love for one another was the reason their country had remained at peace for well over a decade. The Princess had always felt safe and secure, knowing she was loved and cherished.

Ellie didn't have a typical royal upbringing and was a carefree and happy child. Liam was more than happy that his children had an American mother as a role model, that grew up in a world of freedom.

She didn't have the same pressures that other royal children had, but the pressure would eventually start to mount in the next few years as she would grow older and need to learn more about the world and her duties of a future Queen.

Liam and Riley made it a point to ensure their kids were well-adjusted and had a happy childhood.

They'd taken trips all over the world, and their favorite place was New York, where they'd visited during the last Christmas season.

Ellie had seen the Rockefeller Center Tree, the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, and the Staten Island Ferry. However, what she enjoyed the most was the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and the Broadway musical 'Wicked'.

She'd been mesmerized by the performances and sang along to the music. Liam and Riley couldn't help but chuckle at their daughter's enthusiasm.

"What?" she'd asked innocently, with her big blue eyes and her cute dimples.

"You remind me of myself at your age," Liam replied, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her close.

"I can't wait until we go back to New York," she'd exclaimed, as the family flew back to Cordonia on their private jet.

"Me either, Princess, but we'll make sure you have many more happy memories at home," Liam said, and planted a kiss on the top of her head.

***

Liam walked into his study, after he escorted Ellie to the royal library for her first royal lesson. As he watched his daughter attentively listen and interact with the history tutor, the pride he felt was all consuming. He couldn't believe his little girl was growing up so fast. It seemed like only yesterday when he and Riley were watching their newborn daughter take her first steps.

It was later in the afternoon when he looked up from his laptop to see Riley's soft smile as she walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Hello, love. How was Ellie's lesson?" Liam stood and walked around his desk to greet his wife with a kiss.

"It was great, Li ... she's a natural. The tutor was impressed." Riley grinned as Liam smiled wide.

"Of course, she is. She's a Rys."

"She's just like her father. Always eager to learn new things," Riley teased, kissing him softly in return.

"And her mother. Ellie has the heart of a fighter, and she's smart, brave, and kind."

"I hope she's ready for all of this. It's a lot to handle." Riley sighed, biting her lip.

"She will be. She's surrounded by love and support, and we will always be here for her."

***

Ellie's first day was going well, until ....

Leo had a mischievous grin on his face as he crept towards the library.

"Leo, what are you up to?" Maxwell asked as he noticed him peering through the gap between the double solid oak doors of the Royal library.

"SSHHH! ... You'll see," he replied in a hushed tone.

"Come on, man, don't pull anything stupid," Drake warned him as he walked up to join Maxwell.

"Just watch and learn, boys."

Leo peeked through the space and saw the tutor reading a textbook to Ellie. He knew it would only be a few minutes before the lesson was over, and he had to act fast.

He reached into his bag and pulled out a remote control.

Leo found a way to sneak a glitter bomb into the library without anyone noticing earlier in the day. He'd done it a million times at parties, and he knew it would create a big mess.

"This is going to be epic," he muttered.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Drake whispered.

"Oh, come on, Drake, it's harmless. I've done this tons of times. Watch and learn, boys. "

"Fine, we'll see," Maxwell shrugged.

Leo took a deep breath, and with one flick of his wrist, the balloon was triggered and exploded with a loud pop.

As it burst, the glitter covered everything, and the sound of the balloon burst startled everyone.

The tutor had a look of horror on her face, and Eleanor was shocked, standing up and moving quickly away from the table.

"Oh no," Leo whispered.

"This is not what I was expecting. Shit."

"Well, you better think of something quick," Drake shouted.

Through the gap in the door, Ellie spotted her uncle. Her brow furrowed, she pushed the heavy oak door forward.

"I can't believe you, Uncle Leo," Eleanor scowled, "you've ruined my first royal lesson."

"I'm sorry, El, it was supposed to be a harmless prank." Leo looked at his neice regretfully.

"Well, you ruined everything. I can't even look at you right now. "

"I'm so sorry. I was just trying to make things fun. I was always bored in these sessions, and I was just trying to lighten the mood."

"You are the worst Uncle, ever, you know that?"

Leo raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "Oh, come on Ellie, you know it's all in good fun." Ellie was fuming, "Uncle Leo, you've made me feel awful, and I can't believe you would embarrass me like that."

"Hey...hey, Ellie, don't be upset. You have nothing to be ashamed of."

"Really? How can you say that after what you did? I want Daddy to be proud of me. I want it that way!"

Crossing her arms, Ellie stared down her uncle, smirking, "wait till mom finds out!"

"Wait, you wouldn't. Not your favorite uncle," Leo pleaded.

"Maybe, maybe not, depends how you behave from now on."

"Alright, I'll do anything, just don't tell your parents."

"Anything?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I will not be your servant again, though." Leo thought back to an earlier prank gone wrong, and shuddered.

"Then don't mess with my lessons again! Deal?"

"Deal." Leo sighed.

Drake and Maxwell were speechless as they watched their friend and their niece, banter with each other.

"Wow, El, you've got your uncle Leo wrapped around your little finger."

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Max. I'm a reformed man." Leo admonished.

"Yeah, whatever you say, Leo." Drake snorted.

"Okay, okay, free drinks at the beer garden. Now ... are you two going to help me clean up or not?"

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📌please let me know if you would like to be tagged for this series❣️

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bluespiritshonour · 1 year ago

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Oh my God!

I just caught up with World's Finest: Teen Titans and I absolutely have to write this out:

First of all, I love this cover:

The thing that caught my eye: “you're grounded.”

Not the dramatic “you're fired” as if the motherfucker didn't raise that damn kid in his own damn house for YEARS.

(I know. I know. Bar on the ground, but what would you?)

Also, the anger palpable on Bruce's face and Dick's absolute disregard for it. I'm laughing here y'all. This is what teenagers act like. This is what fights between parents and children look like.

Also. Dick Grayson, I've been missing. You're back from war!

I love how curt he is. The “Get lost” hits in all the right places. We love a strongly-principled character that stands for what he believes in. With all the lukewarm Dick Grayson writing floating around I felt like walking into a coffee shop while it's snowing outside.

More of this writing, please.

I'd been waiting for this moment all through this series.

This conversation.

I compare things all the time. It might not be the right thing in every field but I think it serves well when it comes to comic books. We all have personal “canon criteria”—for example, mine are “Darwyn Cooke wrote this Bruce so I'm taking it as valid characterisation ” or “Every version of Bruce played by Kevin Conroy is valid”. (Minus Bruce Timm bullshit!)

Which was what cinched my hatred for Bruce after reading a Robin short story that Cooke wrote and alluded to Robin: Year One in it. I mean, I might not fuck with Dixon, but am I going to call even Cooke's Bruce OOC? No. It means Bruce is a jerk. Full stop.

Waid is one of the writers I respect (excluding Kingdom Come. I hate it and I can't put my finger on the why. But I just do: I hate it. I hate it for Clark. I hate it for Diana. And I'm a professional Bruce-hater so let's not even go there. I hate it for Dick too.)

And Dick and Bruce's relationship has a lot of baggage from the fact that a) Bruce is himself traumatised and fails to meet Dick's emotional needs b) he wasn't ready to be a father when he adopted Dick c) Dick simply suffers from being the eldest—the test child.

And very rarely have I seen writers manage to walk on the thin line of complicated-but-dedicated-and-strong.

Young Justice cartoon did it. Dick and Bruce's relationship is going strong. But they fight and have different values. And Dick can see all that is wrong with Bruce's approach to vigilantism in particular and life in general.

Grimm (Legends of the Dark Knight #149-154) did it right. Where Bruce hurt Dick deeply and made him feel unwanted all the while overthinking about Dick's well-being. Way to go, buddy! You can see the repercussions it has for Dick while simultaneously stare at this man who's tying himself into knots trying to think how best to parent.

I think that's what most Bruce and Dick comics miss: the excessive worrying. They don't show the worry, make them fight for drama, never address it apart from throwing out a “it's because Bruce's worried” (bitch, where?) and have Dick running back to Gotham at the first chance. It sounds an awful lot like “your parents hurt you 'cause they love you” bullshit.

I think World's Finest manages it well because foremost, Bruce says, in words, that he's worried about Dick's well-being. He's taciturn, he's putting constant pressure on Dick all in the hopes of making him quit Titans. All this makes him a jerk. But I don't hate him for it.

It's between Dick's “you don't trust me” and Bruce's “no, I don't trust them.”

Most teenagers clash with their parents. It's normal. That's what Waid has shown here and I love it. It feels very—normal?

Especially when the Bats aren't normal! Bruce sure as fuck ain't a normal parent. But there was something very bitter-sweet coming-of-age in this conversation.

Bruce does all those things that are bad for Dick and his growing independence. You're not supposed to handle teenagers like that.

He's worried and taking desperate measures. “If I punish him, then maybe he'll obey me and quit Titans and then he'll he safe”—lots of parents who don't know how to deal with teenagers do it.

But the sequence of it: Bruce is worried → Bruce wants Dick to quit Titans → for Dick it means proving himself to be better, to not get hurt (as if he can control that beyond a certain point) → Bruce being alarmed at Dick's insistence to stay with the Titans and taking desperate measures like benching him.

At least it makes sense.

Compare it to Dixon's Nightwing origin story, which honestly, personally I think was lazy writing. Drama for drama's sake. “You’re fired because you're spending too much time with the Titans.” The same writer also had Bruce say that he did it because he wanted Dick to strike out on his own. Blah, blah, blah.

And no matter whatever happens he'd never ever say it to Dick's face that he's worried about him because—well, reasons.

Robin: Year One logic:

I'm worried about Dick's health so I fire him. He runs off and can get hurt? He joins a school for assasins? None of my business. He can get hurt on his own, I don't care as long as it is not on my conscience. Peace.

—Bruce “professional narcissist” Wayne.

So, yes. When faced with this book(WF: TT), I'd call Dixon's writing lazy.

I'm also comparing this to several other instances when Bruce verbally says (never to Dick, mind you) that he loves that Dick's a better person and better vigilante than him. But in the same book he'd yell at Dick for exactly the same thing. (I consider that lazy writing, since BTAS made sure to show a shot of Bruce smiling whenever Dick was happy/not like him).

I like this thing here where he says it to Dick's face. He's still grounding him for “discipline's sake” or whatever—very, very IC for Bruce.

But he also lets Dick know that he appreciates his values, that are different—better—than Bruce's own.

I can stomach that.

Honestly Bruce's writing in this book felt like BtAS writing (pre-Bruce Timm fuckery). That's a compliment.

P.S. Waid's a good story-teller overall. His Superman: Birthright was one of the first Superman comics I read and I fell in love with Clark right away.

Peace ✌️😂

#dick grayson #bruce wayne #batman #world's finest #teen titans #robin #titans #wf: tt #world's finest: teen titans #dc #comics

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tree0frog · 11 months ago

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Hi, I just recently came across your blog and I really liked the way you write.

Can I make a request about the twelfth doctor and Clara?

Where Reader is in Clara's class at Coal Hill School, and she always enthusiastically talked about her main hobby - space. Since childhood, she could look at the starry sky for hours, and also talk about it for hours. She reviewed all science fiction films and TV series on space topics, reread all the works of famous astronomers and astrophysicists. Can name all astronauts and cosmonauts in chronological order.

In short, she is the number one fan of everything cosmic, and everything seems to be fine, except for the constant endless bullying from classmates and passive-aggressive reproaches from parents on the topic that "how stupid it is at her age to get carried away with such nonsense." And one day, hiding in a remote alley in the backyard of the school, Reader accidentally sees her teacher Miss Oswald first talking to a strange old man, and after that how both of them go into a strange blue booth.

Hi sorry this took so long iv been busy with work and college and trying to finish the other 100 things I wanted to write lol hope you like it .

i will do a part two if its asked

strange man

main master list

doctor who master list

platonic Clara x teen reader

To most, you were weird quite a freak even.

But to Clara you and your mind were amazing. You found comfort in her from the start bonding over your love for all things space and sifi.

The doctor started questioning his companion when she took little gifts from their travels.

"what's a {Y/N}?" he asked looking up from his book.

" A kid in my class gets bullied and I thought this would hear them up doctor, their mind gosh it is just incredible you'd love them" she laughed tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

so life continued for some time Clara would bring you small gifts from her travels and would tell you about them.

" so the man in the box whats he like?" you asked taking a drink from your bottle and you found yourself eating lunch in the safety of your teacher's classroom like most days.

"Well, he can be very grumpy most of the time VERY Scottish old the doctors are very smart as well"You smiled as you went on listening to your teacher ramble about this old man who could travel in time and space.

The other kids would tease and pick on you for believing in things like that however to you well it was different just the idea that life could exist beyond earth was so amazing to you and to find someone who shared your interest even if she made up still story to make you feel better its worth it.

The bell rang singling that it was the end of another day at the hell you called a school,walking past the back gates you noticed a blue box that wasn't there before outside side it was a man and you.

Teacher?

you froze in your seat as you watched the pair enter the blue box your eyes met the strange man's gaze as he smiled at you before you watched him shut the doors and the blue box faded into nothing.

#tardis #fanfic #doctor who #doctor who x reader #x reader #drwho #12th doctor x reader #12th doctor #2005 doctor who #1963 who #dr who x reader #twelth doctor x reader #clara oswald #clara x reader #x child reader #x teen reader

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aerkame · 2 years ago

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Haha, hi *winks at you* (●▪◡<●)ﾉ [please tell me if any of this makes you super duper uncomfy I did read the rules I'm just scared]

Wally Darling x Stressed out! Reader.,.,

[Remember that silly idea you had?! I liked it a lil too much]

The neighbor [us], had a terrible day at work, slamming open the door to their house and [not even thinking twice] immediately falling into the arms of the person who greeted them at the door. Much to their demise, said person is Wally. Wally falls limp upon being hugged, staring down at the reader who freezes once they realize who they came in contact with. They attempt to pull away but Wally.. Being Wally. Holds them in place with a stupid smile.

Twirls my hair, giggles and runs away [I'm so so so so so so sorry if this didn't make any sense imn sorry I leorve yoru writingzzzznbs I'M SORRY PLRASE FORGIVE ME]

I like my original idea as well, I'm hoping to start a full series next week!

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Today did not go well at all. You had to stay extra hours at work because some group of rowdy teens decided it would be great to come into the library and start messing with the books. One had even decided to start tearing out pages from a kids' study book. The library is probably going to take that one to court, some of those books are expensive to replace and you had to spend hours reorganizing everything that was carelessly thrown across the halls and find missing pages. At least you were finally home though. You stumbled up to the front door dangling the keys in your hand as you tried and failed a few times to properly unlock the door.

You gave a sigh as you heard a distinct 'click' and swung the door open not paying attention to your surroundings and slamming it behind you. Turning towards the closet, you slowly took your shoes off before setting them down neatly inside. Gotta set a good example and keep things clean for your guests, even when you wanted to just throw things around and sleep sometimes...It really was like you just had a bunch of kids out of nowhere. At least Wally and Barnaby were here to help you.

"Welcome home dear host-"

Quickly turning around to whoever was speaking, you leaned over and plopped yourself into their greeting arms. You felt you had fallen into something soft and warm. What a welcomed feeling after today.

"Well that's one way of greeting your guests." Arms snaked around your torso as they hugged you closely. You froze, finally recognizing the voice that's been speaking to you. Slowly looking up, you saw Wally, whose face had a giant grin on it. That was not a welcomed feeling after today.

Quickly trying to pull away, you heard quiet snickering from the side somewhere. You finally managed to pop your head out of his arms, the rest of your body now snuggly wrapped in them. There was Barnaby and Sally sitting there at the dinner table watching you two and giving each other knowing looks. "Awww, looks like someone's a bit of a sleepy head!" Sally smiled as Wally walked passed them not making a single sound.

You were somewhat used to this by now. Usually Wally treated you like some significant other that needed extra care. He would pick you up and tightly hold you for hours while getting chores done in the house with you struggling and kicking until you wore yourself out, tuck you into bed at night or on sick days, paint and draw several portraits of you, make you warm food after work some days (though you wondered how he even learned how to cook), and dance with you late at night on the porch with quiet music playing. Other times the two of you would get lost in deep conversations after a long day of work, it was like he knew you without needing to know you. Wally was always so smug when he did anything though, like he knew it would get on your nerves, which it did at first. But over the past several weeks you grew used to him being coy. You felt too exhausted and stressed out to talk much today though. You didn't feel like doing much of anything really so you just let Wally do whatever he wanted for now.

You pushed against his arms only when he started to squeeze a bit too hard to let him know. He didn't loosen up however and instead made a beeline for your room, quietly opening the door and setting you down on your bed. You moved to get up but a hand came down onto your shoulder to pin you down. "Just stay here...I have something I made for you." He spoke softly for once.

Wally soundlessly walked out of your room and returned with a steaming cup of what looked like tea. You watched him effortlessly balance the cup in one hand as he removed your jacket, slinging it over his open shoulder before bringing a blanket over your legs.

"There! Now isn't that much better?"

For once you didn't see that smug or condescending grin of his. You saw something much warmer in that charming smile. You gave him a nod and gently took the cup out of his hands.

The reader works at a very busy public library for some context.

I've always wanted a job at a library. I don't know if they'd let me work at one though. I wasn't a bad kid, but there was one thing I did steal and that was a book from the library on fossils. I didn't really understand some of the words though when I was 7, but I loved that book either way.

#alive au #au #welcome home alive au #wh #welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home wally darling x reader #wally darling x reader #x reader #wh wally darling #welcome home wally x reader #fluff #welcome home fanfiction #wh fanfiction #fanfiction #medium post

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cowgurrrl · 10 months ago

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Ok I have fluff angst idea…Charlie is pregnant and freaking out about telling Joel because she is kinda young. And Joel is mad, scared, excited , crying and also grandpa Joel?!

Hello why did this make me tear up

April, Come She Will

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader

Author’s note: it’s canon to me that reader and Joel live to be 100 and nothing bad ever happens to them ever again

Summary: The next generation of Millers find their way [3.6k]

Warnings: teen pregnancy (what’s new for this series lmao), arguing, language, call backs

Charlie's been acting weird for the past few weeks. She's been coming in and out of the house at strange times, not showing up for patrol, and giving you vague answers about where she's been. She's nineteen now, so she doesn't necessarily need you and Joel breathing down her neck all the time, but you still like to know where your kid is. She tells you she's been with Ellie or her boyfriend, Eric, which is fine. You like Eric. You just wish she would spend a little more time at home.

Charlie and Eric met on patrol. No matter how much you tried to dissuade her from joining the patrol team, she wouldn't listen. She had watched you guys go out and defend Jackson as she grew up and even talked to Ellie about her adventures outside the walls. She knew how to ride a horse, and Joel taught her how to handle a gun. The intention was never to "train" her for patrol but to be prepared in a worst-case situation where she needed to protect herself but the second she was old enough, she signed up. She got paired with Eric, a sweet boy her age she went to school with, for her first patrol, and that was it. They've been together ever since.

Joel was hesitant when they started dating, but you reminded him she was an adult and could make her own decisions. Eric was somehow more hesitant when Charlie invited him over for a family dinner. Eric grew up hearing stories about your family, and his dad occasionally worked patrol with Joel, but knowing him by proxy is much different than sitting across from him at the dinner table. Joel promised to be on his best behavior, but poor Eric was terrified any time Joel asked him a question. Since then, they've gotten a little closer, but they are by no means buddies. You're a little nicer.

All this runs through your head when Eric trails behind Charlie into the house. It's a Saturday, and you and Joel are off patrol, sitting next to each other on the couch. You were supposed to go see Ellie and Dina, but they rescheduled for next weekend without much explanation as to why. JJ might've gotten in trouble. At seventeen, he has more of Ellie's wild personality than anything else. It's a little fun to watch her try to handle a younger version of herself.

"Hey, can we talk?" Charlie asks, a slight tremble in her voice. You look up from your book, and Joel leans forward to drop his wood carving knife on the coffee table. She and Eric sit across from you, her leg bouncing anxiously when she does, and you glance between them. You're a little confused as to why Eric has to be here for this, but she's clinging to his hand so hard you almost worry she's gonna break it. Worry claws at the back of your throat, but you swallow it down. Whatever it is, you can handle it.

"Sure, bug," you say. "What's up?"

"Um, so there's something I've been meaning to tell you, but I wanted to get some things squared away before I did because I didn't want you guys to freak out or anything. I understand this is a really big deal, but it's under control, and we have a plan." She explains rapidly, and Joel chuckles as he removes his glasses to rub at his eye.

"You ain't pregnant, are you?" He asks, and Charlie is silent. That's when you feel your heart drop to the pit of your stomach. Your mouth goes dry, and you sit up, staring at her like you're waiting for her to say she's joking. "Charlotte," Joel says, his tone even and scarily calm. "You're not. Right?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy," she says, tears shining in her eyes. "But we… we have a plan. We're gonna get set up in a house, and Ellie's gonna lend us some of JJ's old things, and we're gonna pick up some more shifts before the baby comes. It's all gonna be okay."

You can't help but feel like you set her up for failure, not only with your own teen pregnancy but with your inability to keep her safe. In the old days, you might've been able to put her on birth control or give her condoms when she started dating, but those things aren't on the top of the list for what little FEDRA manufacturing is left. The best "safe sex" talk you could have with her is letting her know her options if she did get pregnant or sick. You hated it, but there wasn't much else you could do. And now look where you are.

"Mom, can you please say something?" Charlie begs as Eric rubs her back. You thought you'd be prepared for something like this with your and Joel's (and Ellie's) family life starting earlier than most. Instead, you find yourself, possibly for the first time ever, sympathizing with your mother. You pull yourself together enough to open your mouth.

"You wanna have this baby?" You ask, and she nods.

"We already decided. We're not gonna get married or anything yet, but yeah, we want this baby," she says. Eric doesn't say anything. You figure that's probably smart. It's only a matter of time before Joel freaks the fuck out about the fact that he got your baby girl pregnant. "That's why I went to Ellie's the other day. I was talking to her, Aunt Dina, and Uncle Jesse about when they had Jay." She says. You try not to be offended that she told Ellie before she told you. You told lots of people before you told your mom you were pregnant. Still, you thought you and Charlie were closer than you and your mom were.

You look at Joel, the same panic and anger taking over his features, and take a deep breath. He grinds his teeth as he thinks, and you have to stop yourself from scolding him. When you look back at Charlie, her face is splotchy, and her brown eyes sparkle in the mid-afternoon light. She looks so grown up but so little at the same time. Your eyes slide from hers to Eric's wide ones.

"I'm assuming you know the stories about Jane and her dad?" You ask.

"Yes, ma'am." He croaks, and you nod.

"And I'm assuming you know how Joel and I got to Jackson in the first place?"

"Mom," Charlie starts, but you catch Joel shaking his head at her in your peripheral vision. Eric swallows thickly and nods.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good," you say. "If I ever hear anything about you not being there for Charlie or that baby, or if you even think about leaving them, I'll fucking kill you." You haven't had to speak this way in years, and it, obviously, rattles both Charlie and Eric. Good. You hope it does rattle him.

"Mom!" Charlie scolds, looking to Joel for help, but it's clear that he has your back with this one. You'll be damned if she ends up a single parent like you two were. She scoffs and stands, pulling Eric up with her. "You don't have to listen to this, Eric."

"Yes, he does." You say.

"Baby, what did you think we were gonna say?" Joel asks.

"That you'd support my decision or, at least, find a way to!"

"Of course, we support you. I just..." Joel trails off. "I just don't think you know what this means. How much this is gonna change your life. And I know you love each other, but havin' a baby ain't an easy thing."

"That's why we're doing it together," she says, her eyes moving from Joel's to yours. "That's why it's fucking crazy to talk to him like that. And unfair. You didn't act this way when Ellie had JJ."

"That's because we didn't need to have this same talk with them. Jesse and Dina had already decided to co-parent Jay. There was no way Dina was gonna be a single mom," you say. "But there were three of them, and it was still hard. You were just a baby when he was born, so you don't remember, but it was a lot."

"So, you don't think I can be a mom?" She asks, and you stand with your hands up in defeat.

"I didn't say that. I just want you to be prepared. I remember what it was like, and I-"

"Just because you were miserable when you had Jane doesn't mean everyone is." It's mean and calculated and hits you right where it hurts. It doesn't matter if it's the hormones or not. The sting of her words renders you silent.

"Don't you speak to your mother that way!" Joel yells. He never yells anymore, especially at Charlie. The scary boom in his voice fills the room, but you catch the glint of tears in his eyes as his breathing stutters. "This ain't just playin' house, Charlie. So, if your mama is a little worried, she's allowed to be. Shit, we're all allowed to lose our fuckin' minds for a minute, but that isn't an excuse to talk bout your family like that." He says, and she taps her shoe on the ground twice, a nervous tick she picked up from Joel.

"I'm sorry, Mom, but I can't just sit here and listen to you threaten Eric like that," she says. You nod but don't apologize. You can't find anything to say. Charlie stares at you like she's waiting for you to lash out or yell at her, but you can't. She wipes a stray tear away furiously and turns away. "I need some air," she mumbles, dragging Eric out of the house before you can even protest. The door slams behind her, and the floorboards she took her first steps on shake with the force. Joel reaches for your hand and pulls you into him. He murmurs soft assurances into your hair, his voice cracking and tears spilling from his eyes as he does, and all you can do is let him hold you.

What the fuck else are you supposed to do?

You wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of the bathroom door in the hall slamming open. You and Joel jolt upright in bed at the sudden sound (old habits die hard, right?), and you sigh as you rub your eyes. You check the alarm clock next to your bed for the time and see it's close to three. The dark mountain town is still asleep outside your window, and you grab a soft flannel from the floor to pull over your shoulders.

You don't remember falling asleep. You were up, waiting for Charlie to come home so you could talk further, but when the front door opened and closed, and she basically sprinted to her room, you couldn't find the energy for another fight. But when you laid down, you couldn't sleep either, your conversation from earlier playing on a loop in your mind. You and Joel just sat there in silence, staring up at the ceiling until your eyelids got too heavy, and you fell into a dreamless sleep. You couldn't have been asleep for over an hour or two when the bathroom door swung open. Joel looks at you, confused when you stand.

"What are you doin'?" He asks, and you wave him off.

"I know why she's up. Just go back to bed." You say without much explanation before padding down the hallway and into the bathroom.

Your footsteps are loud enough on the tile for her to hear you, so she doesn't flinch when you suddenly pull her hair away from her face and hold it out of the way. She glances at you and softens a little before retching into the toilet again. She does that for another minute or two before her stomach is finally empty, and you can safely let go of her hair. She sighs and leans against the wall as you flush the toilet and hand her a towel. You settle across from her, your back pressed against the sink, and rub her leg as she wipes her face.

"Thanks," she mumbles as she tips her head back against the wall. She looks tired and weak. All you want to do is scoop her up in your arms like she's three years old again. "I feel like shit."

"I'm sorry. That's my genetics. I was super sick with you and Jane." Her name rolls off your tongue so fast you almost forget the last time it was invoked. The air stiffens between you, and she shifts uncomfortably.

"How long were you sick for?" She asks softly. You sigh as you track your memory back and try to remember the exact details.

"About six months," you admit, and she groans. You laugh a little at her reaction, but only because you know how frustrating it is. If you could take it from her, you would. When you settle, she stares at you guiltily and starts picking at the nail bed around her thumb like she can't stand the silence. "Where did you guys go?" you ask to put her out of her misery.

"I just… needed to get out of the house. We walked around town for a while before going to his parent's house," she says. "They still don't know. We wanted to tell y'all first." You nod, unable to give words to your gratitude just yet, and she swallows thickly.

"You could've stayed," you whisper. "I wanted you to stay."

"I know," she says. "I'm sorry. For everything." She looks like she could start crying again, so you take a deep breath, scoot over to her, wrap her in your arms, and kiss her temple. You feel her relax into you, and a weight is lifted off your shoulders.

"You know your dad and I worry about you. It's not about you not being capable or not smart enough because you are plenty capable and smart. But we also know that it doesn't matter how prepared you think you are. There's nothing that can prepare you for being a parent, and that's not me trying to scare you. It's just how it is." You explain, and she nods into your neck.

"That's what Ellie said, too." She says.

"Smart kid."

"I feel like I fucked up," she pivots dramatically, but you hold on tightly and wait for her to continue. I'm right here with you, baby girl, you think. "I want to be happy because Eric seems happy, and you're supposed to be happy when you find out you're pregnant, but I'm so fucking scared." She sounds like she's on the brink of tears again, and you shush her. She sighs heavily and wipes at her face as she leans back enough to see you. "Were you scared when you found out you were pregnant?"

"Both times, I was fucking terrified. With you, it came later, though. Even though your dad and I talked about having another kid and how amazing you'd end up being, I remember going into labor and shaking cause of how scared I was." You say, and she nods.

"How did you... know you were supposed to be a mom? She asks. It's a loaded question. How does anyone ever know they're "supposed" to be a parent? You certainly didn't think you were meant for anything that important at sixteen, but you do remember why you made the decision you did.

"I, um…" you trail off, laughing. "I started having these dreams after I found out I was pregnant."

"Dreams?"

"It was pretty much the same thing over and over again for a few months. I would be going through my regular routine, but this… baby was following me around. I couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl, but I knew it was my baby. And it came with me to school, the grocery store, work, everything, and as time passed in my dream, the bigger the baby got. They'd get more personality or start laughing, or their eyes would change colors, and I'd be so in love with them," You know you sound crazy, but that's because it was crazy. "The first few times, I woke up crying because the baby from my dreams wasn't there. I thought there was nothing worse than waking up in the morning and not having my kid there," you say. The weight of your words catches up with you, and you have to bite your bottom lip to keep from crying. "And I was right." You shake your head and take a deep breath, hyper-aware of her eyes on you.

"I had the same dreams when I got pregnant with you, except they were a little different. In all of them, you were always with Ellie and Dad— every single time. I thought you were gonna grow up and not like me as much or whatever other reason my hormones gave me for the change, but, towards the end, you started showing up alone. You were just this little light. I can't describe it exactly, but everything I did in the dream was a little more magical because you were there. Things were shiny or glittery, and you would just giggle and giggle and giggle," you say, smiling at the memory. You grab her hand and squeeze hard, looking directly into her eyes and fighting more tears. "You turned my world technicolor even before you were born, and I knew I would always do everything I could to protect you. That's why I was so hard on Eric. I know he's a good kid and nothing like Jane's dad was, but I don't want you to end up like me, kid." Charlie squeezes your hand, somehow harder than you squeeze her, and a familiar crease appears between her eyebrows.

"Mommy, if I'm half the woman you are, I'd be so fucking happy. Are you kidding me?" She says.

"Charlotte-"

"I'm serious," she cuts you off, Joel's commanding yet gentle tone seeping into her voice. "Mom, you made my lunch until I was in high school, and even when I asked you to stop, you still had one ready to go just in case I needed it. You used to take JJ and me to the park so Ellie and Aunt Dina could get some sleep, even though everyone knew that meant you didn't get any. You convinced Dad to talk to Eric because you knew I loved him and wanted him to like him..." She slows down a little bit, scanning your face before she continues. "You kept a kid alive during the Outbreak despite everything. You still buy her flowers on her birthday. You tell me about her. You let me know her," you take a shaky breath, and you can't stop the tears anymore. "You're a good mom, and I'm so lucky to have you, and I'm sorry for what I said and for getting pregnant and-"

This time, you stop her by hugging her tight and letting yourself cry. She gets emotional, too, and a very unlucky Joel finds the two of you crying on the bathroom floor in the middle of the night. Like everything, he takes it in stride and joins you two on the floor until the sun breaches over the mountains and a new day shines down.

It's hard to say things got easier after that day. Eric's parents didn't react very positively at first, and it took them most of her pregnancy to come around. Charlie goes through weeks of sickness and bed rest. They argue a lot about the future and what it should look like, but they get there in the end. The next year, the house is filled with a familiar chatter and chaos. Charlie and Eric's twins (which explains why she felt so bad), Elliot "Ellie" Beth, and April Theresa Miller-Donovan, squeal as Joel takes turns dancing with them in the living room.

Elliot is, obviously, named in honor of your Ellie, but she bears Sarah's middle name. April threw you for a loop. The twins were born in snowy January, confusing you as to why they would name her that and not January, but Charlie smiled as she handed April to you. "Jane's birthday is April 7th. I didn't want to steal your name, but I remember you taking me to the meadow to pick flowers for her. April 7th was always my favorite day." She explained, making you choke up. When she told you April's middle name, you and Joel completely lost it. Theresa, for your Tess, the woman who believed so much in Ellie, she forced you to believe in her, too. The woman who saved your life in more ways than one. The woman who would've absolutely adored Charlie if she ever met her.

You love being grandparents again— admittedly, a little older than you were the first time around. Joel teaches the girls Spanish words and lets them pull on his beard. You make extra food so your baby has something to eat after the long days and nights of keeping them alive, and you play silly games with them. They don't look like you or Joel or even Charlie or Eric. They look like their own little people. People who will never know the loss, destruction, and nights spent staring hopelessly at walls you went through. People who will grow up safe and loved and cared for. People who carry names they won't be able to put a face to.

That's okay. They don't need to know about the people you were before you were their grandparents, and maybe it's time for you to try to let that time go. Maybe, in your and Joel's old age, with the deep wrinkles and graying hair, you can just be. Maybe you can just dance in the living room and make warm blankets and fall asleep holding hands. Maybe everything does turn out okay.

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Burden of Truth (Book 1) Chapter Fifteen

Father Figure! Marc Spector x Teen! Reader

Father Figure! Steven Grant x Teen! Reader

Mother Figure! Layla El-Faouly x Teen! Reader

Chapter Fifteen: In a New Chapter

Summary: (Y/N), Marc, and Steven experience a new type of life.

Mouse Note: Thank you so much for reading Burden of Truth (Book 1)! I had so much fun sharing with everyone. Really, I loved writing this. I hope that more Moon Knight content comes out soon because I already miss these guys so much. But, for now, I must say goodbye. I have more content in other series coming, and I have other Father Figure stories, so, please, take a look if you liked this story! Until next time

(Y/N) stepped out of the Great Pyramid. Their mind was their own. Their choices were their own. Their purpose was their own.

The warmth of the rising sun greeted them as they stepped out, and (Y/N) took a deep breath. Fresh, free air greeted their lungs. For a moment, they just stood there, existing. That’s all they wanted to do, forever.

“Hey. You alright, (Y/N)?”

(Y/N) opened their eyes and looked at Layla. They grinned. “I’m great.”

“You’re not an Avatar anymore, are you?” said Marc.

(Y/N) shook their head. “No. Ma’at gave me a gift in thanks, and then she let me go.”

“Nicer than Khonshu,” muttered Marc.

Steven switched in. “What are you going to do now?”

(Y/N) shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“You’re not going to just…wander off alone, are you?” asked Steven worriedly.

“…I don’t know what else to do,” said (Y/N).

Layla scoffed. “No way are we letting you go off alone. You’re what, seventeen? No.”

“What else do I do?” asked (Y/N).

“Come back to London with me! And Marc!” said Steven instantly.

(Y/N) blinked, and their heart warmed. “What?”

“Layla is…going to be off doing Layla things, but we’re…we’re going to try to figure things out, Marc and I, between us. So we’re going back to London, to my flat,” said Steven, smiling.

“I—You want me to?” whispered (Y/N) as if the spell of being wanted, belonging, would break if they spoke too loudly, no matter how honest Steven’s words were.

Layla rolled her eyes. (Y/N) was apparently oblivious to how much Steven and Marc had become attached to them. “Of course they do.”

“Come home with us,” said Steven.

“Really?” They knew it was the truth, but it felt too impossible to accept. (Y/N) felt tears collect in their eyes, and their heart swelled with so much warmth it felt like they would burst.

“We’re not leaving you alone, kid,” said Marc, switching to front. He pulled (Y/N) in and hugged them.

(Y/N) let out a happy sob and grinned. They hugged back.

A few months later…

(Y/N)’s eyes opened as sunlight warmed their skin. Rolling over, they looked out the window at the bustle of London below. They smiled.

“Heya, are you awake, (Y/N)?”

(Y/N) sat up as Steven poked his head into the room. “I’m up.”

“Oh, good, I’m making pancakes. Want some?” said Steven.

(Y/N) smiled. “Sure.”

Steven grinned and nodded, leaving the room.

(Y/N) got out of bed and changed into their day clothes. Pulling on a t-shirt and jeans, they looked in the mirror. They didn’t need to be prepared for thievery or fighting. They could just…be.

Walking out of their room, (Y/N) walked to the kitchen portion of the flat.

“Hey, Guses,” said (Y/N), picking up fish food and sprinkling it into the tank where two fish swam together.

“Oh, yeah, we forgot to feed him this morning,” said Steven. “Thanks!”

“No, I told you too, and you forgot,” said Marc from the mirror.

“He’s cooking, so it’s alright,” said (Y/N), taking a plate from Steven.

“He should make an omelet. You don’t get enough protein with him,” said Marc.

“I make sure they do!” defended Steven, but there was nothing adversarial.

“Marc, I cook for myself,” said (Y/N) matter-of-factly. “You don’t have to worry.”

“But I do,” said Marc, switching in and pulling out eggs to start cooking.

(Y/N) laughed and smiled.

“What are you doing today?” asked Marc, glancing at (Y/N).

They paused and considered. “I don’t know.” And that was the honest truth. They grinned. “I’m going to walk around and see what interests me.”

Marc’s gaze softened, and he smiled. “Alright. Just be careful.” He scooped eggs onto their plate. “And don’t forget, you and I are training later.”

“Right,” said (Y/N), eating their pancakes and eggs. “I’ll be back at 4.”

“Do you need pocket money?” said Steven from the reflection in the aquarium.

(Y/N) shook their head. “I managed to save some money when I worked with Ma’at. I’m fine.”

“Alright, but if you need anything, anything at all, you’ll tell us, right?” said Steven, fretting as usual.

(Y/N) smiled. “I will. Thank you.” They stood, passed their plate to Marc, and picked up their messenger back—the first item they’d bought in London. It reminded them of what their parents brought with them. “Bye. I’ll see you later.”

“Bye, kid,” said Marc, watching them go.

The door slammed closed behind them, and Marc smiled.

“We’re doing good, aren’t we?” said Steven, looking at Marc.

“I hope so. They’re a good kid,” said Marc.

“Yeah. I really like them. It’s kind of like…we’re a family, you know?” said Steven.

“I know,” said Marc, his gaze softening. “I know.”

(Y/N) hummed as they sat down at the café of a bookstore they’d happened upon. Opening their phone, they scrolled through the news. As usual, the first things that popped up were the latest moves of some of the newer superheroes on the scene, like the new, female Hulk or a girl fighting with crystal-like abilities in Jersey City.

Leaving the news behind, (Y/N) clicked on their music and pressed play.

“El Melouk” began to play through their earbuds, and they smiled, taking a sip of their coffee.

“Look, look, look where we have been/and where we are now.”

(Y/N) smiled.

They had lost everything, but now, they were living. They had people they cared about. They had a home. (Y/N) even dared say they had a family.

And (Y/N) had a chance to figure out who they were.

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