#this is not the last you're going to see of the quadruplets. there will be a domestic sequel

[ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa]

(NSFW) Pre-game ousai fucked around and left finding out to their post-game selves

[also known as The Quadruplets AU :)]

Apollo: Thinking of Kagebon but instead of Kage being the kinky weirdo, it's the innocent looking Bon Bunny: always the quiet ones…. call that a rope bonnie (ba dum tss) being bullied? stop it instantly by whispering harder! Apollo: Everyone looks at him and how he sometimes acts a bit shy and are like this dude probably doesn't even know what porn IS but boy are they fucking W R O N G Everyone: Ahhh Kage is the kinky one of the two Bon: Right. I'm in control tonight Kage: Call in sick tomorrow…Got it Beez: the face of someone who fucks hard and nasty [the bonpien_jojo emote from the saiou zine] Apollo: It's the small quiet one who will utterly break someone Kage isn't moving for awhile Someone: Oh Bon would be a bottom if he ever had sex Kage: They don't know he's a switch or that I couldn't move over the weekend Bunny: 'ah. they were rude to him at chess club again today. i will need to prepare first aid' theres a lot pent up in his tiny body. luckily kage is very willing to be scratched bitten and/or smacked kage is truly the only thing holding this man together local grape has refrained from becoming a serial killer because of (1) masochist finally. kokichi gets to fight SHUUICHI about saying he doesn't need aftercare equality Apollo: Just pouting in annoyance while he being taken care of Beez: bon

Bunny: we love somewhat healthy coping mechanisms! bro imagine being postgame kokichi [sob emoji] u go to past you's closet in the hopes this asshole at least left you some comfy hoodies and a latex bodysuit falls out miu keeps trying to steal his riding crops, the bitch Apollo: He just wanted a hoodie, not be reminded that he was a whore Smh they got a bunch of money for being in DR she should just buy her own

me: finally some fucking food, I thought I was gonna starve [the words of someone who's about to go off a deep end and take this lighthearted convo into hardcore territory, adding a helping of breeding kink so severe it'll be off-putting to anyone who's not really-really into it, this is your only warning]

kage wears a collar btw the first thing post game Kokichi finds is leashes by the door and he's like "I had a dog? where is it? who took care of it?" but 10 minutes later he's like "Oh. okay." they would go big on the degradation, maybe even slave/master dynamic, with a bit of a breeding kink to indulge me, he'd be telling kage that he was made for this and it's the only thing he's good for and then plug him up after coming inside and if he has a latex suit, he should have kinky boots too, for kage to lick and be stepped on, so he can finally be where he belongs, at his master's feet, ready to be his breeding hole, happily follow orders with no mind of his own because his entire world is this cock and the post game saiou should use all those stuff too, just so they can get their own experiences, trust, can't let it all go to waste, and that's like, reclaiming their bodies to make it theirs, instead of leaving it as something that pgs did using those bodies, and there's a little bit of curiosity for the taboo, obviously that's healthy, but they're not freaks like those freaky pgs, nooo, no way (they are, their "research" proves that they very much are)

for my next one I'm going to get Shuichi pregnant with quadruplets that all look like Ouma, maybe even in this very same AU, my goal is to cause that man maximum possible horror of pregnancy, as well as sexual confusion and frustration, would it be worse for him if he woke up from the simulation pregnant (thinking, circa 3rd month, didn't know when he got in), or if he woke up to having kids (before marriage also, but that's just a cherry on the top), getting knocked up later would be too normal, he has to suffer, and the confused feelings are important too, he's got to be real conflicted and pent up, so the pregnant option is my best bet, but both could be fun to explore sorry, something in me snapped recently, don't know if it will pass

Bunny: im shaking why would you do this me: [shrug emoji] just felt like it and I like the "oh no, now we have to" type situations, when circumstances push characters closer forcefully, so it's mutual awkwardness cancels out into finding comfort in each other, and I want that vibe for the post game saiou in this, but I can't resist twisting the knife further and want to say they didn't know the pgs were involved with each other specifically until after the kids are born and start looking suspiciously more grape-like as their hair grows out, but they just bonded over "my pregame self done some wild sexual stuff beyond my comprehension and now I am disturbed" and decided to have more sex to cope with it, and sort of became roommates in the process and began to co-parent at first when people assume that those are their kids on the basis that they're seen together, they just laugh it off, usually don't even bother correcting strangers, not paying the idea any mind, but slowly, ever so slowly, the similarities grow and their friends begin to side-eye them, so they get a paternity test to disprove this ridiculous theory, but oops, it's positive, welp, that doesn't change anything, does it? (it does, it puts thoughts in their heads and messes with their feelings, looking the societal expectation to get married in the eyes and walking backwards into hell, because my boy has issues that somehow make it scarier than any of those other stuff)

Bunny: quadruplets is still too got dam many tho take pity good lord i am going to TNR saiou me: my first impulsive thought was giving some crazy number like 7, but then I took a step back, because I decided to tie it in to this au and make it only one pregnancy, I was actually inspired by some people's rants to become evil Bunny: villain arc also i take issue with four not being referred to as a crazy number me: I mean, it is, but it could be realistically worse, isn't the world record 8-way twins? that or 7, I wouldn't go that far with them, well, not outside of omegaverse/ other monsterfucking au when having a litter is reasonable

How do I lure y'all back in? Do you want fluff? Here shaking a bag of comfort Kokichi giving Shuichi massages Taking baths together, not even just as aftercare Lazy cuddle fucking, at first to accomodate Shuichi not feeling like much else but being hormonal, later on because 9/10 times they're both tired And they even learn how to regularly use protection (please come back) Pgs didn't have much interest in it, but those two bring in some praise, a lot of what they do is about finding comfort and reassurance in each other, so there's a lot of praise, even if sometimes it has to be saved for after not to ruin the roleplay The kids are really cute and they have a support group of babysitters So those are identical twins, 4 boys, one seems to take after Kokichi and becomes a troublemaker, the most hyper of the bunch, firstborn and perhaps also the largest (but the differences are small) Another is very much a small Shuichi in spirit, very curious, first to learn reading, asks the worst questions and has impeccable timing The third one is the one that actually acts like Kokichi when he was little, he is a master of psychological manipulation, also known as a little angel, everybody coos and gives him the extra candy or whatever else he politely asked for while his brothers are breaking shit in the bg, nobody is going to believe Kokichi and his intervention will be in vein, The fourth one has the most concentrated autism, very quiet, most likely to turn out transgender, breaks their hearts by always wanting to stay with the babysitter once the time's up, the most picky and not just in eating, second neatest after angel but quite… artistic

Bunny: …i maintain that im TNRing them even if we keep the quadruplets tubes TIED. IMMEDIATELY. NEVER AGAIN i also demand loving on shuuichi's inevitable stretch marks

[conductorswife]

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

hooray, it's Christmas!!! i drew this HUGE picture with Conductor's family (from my AU) gathered together for Christmas 2029! i spent 40 hours on this... i'm so glad it's finally done and i can post it...

i'll share all of the small details and easter egg things in this art after the cut :3

Details / Easter Eggs!

in total, there's 11 characters present in this drawing!!! they are:

Conductor (holding the snow globe)

Krissy (the only human)

Redd (with the red shirt in the very front)

Greg (with the antlers and tree sweater)

Conductor's/his brothers' mum (orange fire spirit, currently unnamed)

Heather (blue clothes and headband on the left, Walter's daughter)

Emerald (green fire spirit, Heather's spouse)

9. 10. and 11. Heather's quadruplets! (i'm not sure on their names yet, but i was thinking Dawn for the girl)

as i mentioned, Conductor is holding a snow globe! if you look suuuuper closely, you can see the Owl Express inside! and also, he's wearing a sweater with Bandit from Bluey on it, which matches with my Bingo sweater :3

speaking of Bluey, the kid right by Conductor's mum has a Bluey toy box! and the kid in the very front has a Peppa Pig picnic set! then the one in front of Emerald has a seal stuffie, directly referencing the Seal the Deal DLC!

all of the kids' presents are color-coded. all the Bluey kid's presents are blue, the girl's are pink, the seal kid's are silver, and the last one's are gold! the Christmas tree also has ornaments with these colors!

last thing about the kids: there are 3 photos hung on the wall. the one on the left wall has all 4 kids close to their current age, then the right wall has a picture of one of them as a baby and one of Heather and Emerald holding hands, though it's covered up by Conductor.

there's two mugs on the coffee table, they were both inspired by the Bluey one i actually got as a present this year! one of them is supposed to be Conductor's and the other is his mum's, and they both contain EXTREMELY hot chocolate, which is a family favorite drink :O

if you're wondering why Redd doesn't look as happy as everyone else, that's some Flawed Perfection lore! if you haven't seen my post about the brothers or you don't remember it, he ended up going missing after Walter's death. in 2029, that's when he's reunited with his family, and he's still getting used to being back after being gone for so long.

so yeah!!! that's pretty much all of it :3 hope you all have a super happy Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate!!! :D byebyes!!!

[drenix004]

𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄

Soshiro Hoshina x Fem!Oc!

CHAPTER ONE

MASTERLIST | AO | PR | CH.1| CH.2 | CH.3

English is not my mother tongue, so there may be spelling errors. An apology for that in advance :D

A groan of pain escaped her lips as she felt a tug on her hair.

"You're going to make me bald," she complained.

"Sorry, I'm almost done."

"You said that half an hour ago," Ana, the youngest of the quadruplets, huffed as she watched the eldest combing their sister's hair from her seat by the window. "You've changed her hairstyle three times; even I can feel the pain in my scalp."

"This is the final one," Hinata rolled her eyes at the youngest's impatience. Ana was the most impatient of the four. "And get down from that window; you could fall and break something, at best." She gave her a reproachful look before finishing the last decorative clip in the second quadruplet's hair.

"Alright, alright!" Ana climbed down from the window frame. When Hinata stepped aside and saw her sister's reflection in the mirror, she was speechless.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

"Pretty? More like a Christmas tree."

A vein appeared on the eldest's forehead.

"What do you mean, a Christmas tree?!" Hinata pinched Ana's cheeks, sparking a quarrel between the two.

Meanwhile, Liana admired her reflection in the mirror, appreciating the beautiful hairstyle for which she had endured all the pulling and tugging.

Never, as far as she could remember, had she or her sisters been dressed so meticulously and specially for a day like today.

"Can I leave two front strands loose?" Her question halted the argument behind her.

"Hmm? Of course." Hinata approached and carefully released two front strands, curling them with her fingers.

"Thanks." Liana rose from the chair, where she had been seated until then, and carefully smoothed out the expensive kimono her grandmother had given her. She didn't want the matriarch to notice any wrinkles.

"You still haven't made up with Lilia, have you?" Lilian, the third quadruplet, spoke from the eldest's bed. She had been silent since they started styling their sister's hair.

Hinata smiled awkwardly as she began putting away the items she had used on her vanity, feeling the younger ones' eyes on her.

"It's late; we shouldn't make Grandma angry." She changed the subject while ushering her sisters out of her room.

Lilian dropped the topic for now. It had been two weeks since the argument between Lilia and Hinata, and the eldest's decision not to respond spoke volumes.

"This kimono itches," Liana commented as she walked through the halls, followed by her sisters. "Is all this protocol really necessary? Grandma hardly let me sleep."

"You're meeting your fiancé; it's necessary to know manners and etiquette."

"I'm going to be a hunter, not a future heir," Liana protested.

"If you're that frivolous with your fiancé, you'll scare him away," Lilian mocked.

"Let her, that way I'll have a chance," Ana chimed in.

"What if he's ugly?"

"Enough, both of you," Hinata interrupted just as they reached the entrance of the house. "Grandmother," she greeted. The three younger ones bowed respectfully.

Naomi didn't return the greeting; she merely examined Liana's appearance from head to toe, searching for any imperfections.

"Get in," she said before entering the luxurious vehicle through the right door, which the family chauffeur held open.

Liana followed, but not before hearing Hinata's whispered wish of good luck.

The vehicle started its journey, and the enormous traditional house grew smaller as they moved forward.

Liana sat straight, hands clasped on her lap, watching people pass by with boredom. She rarely left the house, so her little world was confined to it.

Even so, people didn't catch her attention due to her limited interaction with them; she preferred quiet, nature-surrounded places.

"It's needless to say that I expect no mistakes, and I hope the etiquette training I gave you bears fruit."

"You'll see results," Liana responded without looking at her. Unconsciously, she clenched her feet, feeling the pain from the blisters on her soles—a vivid memory of her grandmother's etiquette lessons each time she made a mistake.

"I hope so."

"Among the four… why me?" she decided to ask, turning away from the window to look directly at her grandmother.

"You're the most suitable," her biting tone ended the conversation.

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That her father had arranged a marriage was not a real surprise; what was surprising was that the one engaged was him and not his brother Soichiro, being the successor.

His brother, of course, had mocked him, saying a bunch of nonsense until their father silenced him.

He felt a great curiosity knowing his fiancée belonged to the Nakano clan.

His father had told him they were a clan of military nobility, descendants of samurais. But what he really wanted to see was the albinism that only the members had.

In the portraits, and from what was said about them, they were depicted as white demons with red eyes and a cold gaze.

"This marriage is necessary, Soshiro; it will help the family. The exchange of knowledge is crucial for survival in these times." Soshiro listened attentively to his father, kneeling in front of him. It was only minutes before the guests arrived. "Marriages sometimes don't start with love; as long as you get along with her, that's enough, son."

"Is it true they have red eyes like demons?" he dared to ask, like any curious child his age.

"They do, resembling blood. But don't ask unless she decides to speak about it first. Above all, respect." His father stood as a servant knocked before entering, announcing their guests' arrival. "It's time."

They both left and walked down the impeccably polished wooden halls, whose reflections gleamed under the soft evening light. Soshiro noticed that the garden had also been meticulously arranged. The main garden featured a beautiful bonsai, surrounded by perfectly traced geometric shapes in the sand. The finishing touch was provided by the stones, strategically placed to create an almost zen aesthetic balance.

The shrubs and plants adorning the house had been watered and pruned with care. Every small detail had been covered, ordered, and cleaned by his father's strict orders. The air smelled of wet earth and fresh flowers, a mix that brought tranquility.

Upon reaching the room, they sat on the cushions arranged on the tatami. In front of them were two more cushions, prepared with equal care. The silence in the room was only interrupted by the whisper of the wind against the paper doors.

His father gave an order, and one of the servants slid open a paper door. Soshiro first noticed the older woman who entered; her hair as white as snow and her red eyes reminded him of a winter rabbit, an intriguing and disconcerting sight. But it was his fiancée's appearance that truly caught his attention, making him widen his eyes.

The girl was pretty, no doubt. But his surprise lay not in her beauty but in her unexpected appearance. She wasn't albino like her grandmother. Her hair was a shade of pink similar to cherry blossom flowers. When the girl looked at him, Soshiro was captivated by her deep, serene red eyes, framed by thick lashes the same color as her hair.

Her cold gaze contrasted with her delicate and pretty appearance, and her foreign features gave her an ethereal, almost unreal beauty.

"Son, this is Naomi Nakano, leader of the Nakano clan," his father's introduction abruptly pulled him out of his reverie. Soshiro closed his eyes briefly and bowed respectfully, as custom dictated.

"Pleasure to meet you, Nakano-sama. I am Soshiro Hoshina, thank you for taking the time to come despite your busy schedule."

"The pleasure is mine," Naomi replied, bowing as well, followed by the young girl. "This is Liana Nakano, my granddaughter and your fiancée."

Liana also bowed respectfully to Soshiro.

"Son, why don't you show her around the house? After all, she'll be coming here often for training with you," his father encouraged. Behind his words, he also implied that he wanted him out of the way for a conversation with the clan matriarch that didn't require his presence.

Soshiro nodded, standing and waiting for Liana to do the same.

"Liana."

Her name, pronounced by her grandmother, was a direct order for her to do the same, which she did. Soshiro felt an atmosphere of control that internally displeased him, but he said and expressed nothing.

[sewerpeaches]

The Answer to the Age Old Question:

Who is older, Donatello or Raphael?

The long answer that you didn't come here for is: it depends on the continuity. So you can find my breakdowns for each continuity here (eventually).

The short answer:

Donatello

Why?

#1. "Word of God" #2. IDW Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2011), volume 5 #3. Character/family/team dynamics #4. Aesthetics

~ 1 ~

For those unfamiliar with the term, the Word of God is "A statement regarding some ambiguous or undefined aspect of a work, the Word of God comes from someone considered to be the ultimate authority, such as the creator, director, writer or producer of a TV show / video game / film / etc."

With that in mind, Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird co-created Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in 1984. Unlike a fair amount of co-created series, TMNT is actually an evenly split brain-child (ie neither Eastman nor Laird seems to be any more responsible for or involved in its creation/production/etc than the other).

On August 14, 2014, Kevin Eastman stated "I'm going to take a bold step and say Donatello is older" during a Reddit AMA .

I couldn't find so much as a whiff of Peter Laird's explicit opinion on the matter (for all my searching... and there was a lot), but that also means that I never found him contradicting Kevin Eastman's statement. (More subjectively, Laird seems to have essentially directed the 2k3 run and I'll post my take on why 2k3 has peak little-brother Raph energy here (eventually))

At any rate, if you're the type of person who accepts the "Word of God" at face value, then continue no further! I, however, don't do that—hence why this is only reason 1 of 3 (4).

~ 2 ~

If you're not familiar with IDW Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2011) then read it, because it's phenomenal, it's the franchise's longest running piece of media ever and up until volume 100, original co-creator Kevin Eastman co-wrote the series and collaborated on page layouts. The much acclaimed Last Ronin, the first thing written by both Eastman and Laird since the original Mirage run, is set in the IDW-verse as its own version of SAINW.

The premise of the IDW run is that Splinter's and the Turtles' souls are reincarnated from those of a human family that lived in feudal japan (yes it sounds stupid, but it's touched on very little and is executed surprisingly well). And that means that the Turtles' corresponding human-selves are all visibly different ages (because unlike turtles, it's not so common for humans to have quadruplets).

So when we see the Turtles' human selves in volume 5...

It's clear in both appearance and mannerisms that Don is older than Raph.

They're definitely the closest in age of the siblings, but still most assuredly different ages.

Besides Raph being smaller than Don with shorter and chubbier limbs, his hairstyle also strikes me as more baby-like (kinda like the ancient version of the ponytail parent's give their 1 year olds when they don't have enough hair yet to actually do anything with). His mannerisms also lend themselves to that of a younger child—more sleepy, much more oblivious to his surroundings, and more clingy. Don's also shown to be able to stand, while Raph seems like he might not be able to yet.

~ 3 ~

This reason is subjective, which is why I've listed it last and need more space to elaborate on it. You'll find the unabridged version on my blog at some point under this tag (eventually), because I simply have Too Many Thoughts™ to contain within a post not dedicated specifically to it.

The short of it is: Donatello's character has always seemed to be designed around being second-in-charge—both in team and family contexts.

I don't think anyone would argue against the fact that Don is the go-to turtle. Doesn't matter what continuity you look at, when Leo anyone runs into a problem, they turn to Don.

You could argue that Donnie's the smart one and "so it only makes sense to turn to him to fix a problem" (and that's a bit of a catch-22 that I'll talk about in more detail in the unabridged version!). However... he's not a real person and so him being the smart one that characters always turn to when Leo falters (including Leo!) is a deliberate choice by the creators. And in the context of the The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle's very traditional operating style—with heavy emphasis on hierarchy by age, blood, etc.—it's very telling.

Were they a real family, yes, they would have developed their personalities/aptitudes mostly independently of their birth order, but given that specifically assigning children roles/ideals based on birth order is a significant player in Japanese culture (especially ancient Japanese culture which pertains to ninjitsu on which TMNT is based)... well... (I mean just look at how Splinter treats Leo).

Anyway, looking at the TMNT franchise as a whole, the advancement of the plot, in 9/10 cases, hinges on Don coming up with a solution either (1) via Leo coming up with something, pointing him in a direction, and asking "Don can you make [insane thing] work?" or (2) when Leo stalls entirely and Don has to take over. And though it's a formula, it's a formula with a million different permutations so it stays interesting.

Raph's role is to go into a berserker rage and brute force a second-wind powerup when when fighting is the only option. He's as the one who makes the first option work when Leo & Don are stuck and he has to, not the one who comes up with the second option. And, narrative-wise, it would be boring and lazy for the Turtles to only ever brute force plan A. (Happy to say I wrote this before I saw Laird say the same thing about Raph (bottom of #55))

That very distinct chain-of-command is why we get things like this, which is much more interesting and satisfying than beat-the-thing-until-it-stops:

The same follows in terms of family dynamics. Leo & Raph are simply too similar for the family to feel "balanced" if they're the two eldest brothers. There's no functionality in a family where 1 & 2 are providing nothing different or, worse, butting heads. Don holds the emotional stability of the family in the palm of his hand, largely just by existing as the buffer between Leo & Raph (we all know what happens in SAINW).

And, just from a characterization perspective, it seems much more natural for Raph to turn to Don for comfort than vice versa.

(Again, I'm gonna just... aggressively point to IDW.)

I'll go into this much more in the unabridged version, but I wanted to touch upon it here: setting Don aside for a moment, I see so many people argue for Raph being the second son based entirely upon his attitude towards Leo and ignoring everything and everyone else. It sorta drives me insane, tbh. I think it's a wildly shallow interpretation of his character.

Raph's entire hang-up is not around being second best, it's around being denied authority/autonomy in general—you know, stemming from being a mutant and being banned from doing 9/10 things he'd like to? That's why we see him fighting with Leo; Leo is the only authority he can fight (putting aside crime syndicate-type authority which he also fights obv). But more importantly, we also see him exerting as much power as he can by playfully, not cruelly bullying Mikey //glares at 2k12 (and in more source-compliant adaptations, yes, it is only Mikey that he truly messes with //glares harder at 2k12) or going off solo.

As much as I love 2k7, specifically the Leo/Raph dynamic, it's not actually a good representation of their real relationship—more of a spin-off "what if" (which Laird has also said). And 2k12 is ok plot-wise, but as far as I'm concerned it mostly fails at creating any compelling character dynamics and it crashes and burns in terms of staying true to source material. C':

~ 4 ~

Finally, I will end this post with my strongest argument for Don being second-eldest...

Sunset Aesthetic

[kiyoooomis]

ALL AROUND ME | F.W & G.W

a/n: this is equal to 8 pages long on docs/word

chapter 1 - the girl is like an architect

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♫ New Invention - I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME ♫

Ilvermorny starts two weeks before Hogwarts. Drew and Emery hate it after years of going to school her in the UK, but for me and Beck, it means two weeks without the boys before I leave.

Beck is a Squib, and we think Cove might be too, but she's only six years old, so it's too early to tell. Beck was with me for everything during these last few weeks. She was so amazed by the concept of Platform 9¾ that it looked like she was the one stepping onto the train instead of me.

"You know, August, how do you feel about switching lives for a year?" she asked, even though she knew it wasn't possible. She was obviously 13, not 11, and couldn't perform magic no matter how hard she tried.

"Bee, you know that's not possible," I said, lifting my head off her shoulder. I was nervous about walking in alone, so she linked her arm with mine and walked with me. Mom, Dad, and Cove followed behind us, with Dad carrying my trunk until he handed it off to me.

"I'd like to see you two try," Dad—Emerson "Sr."—said as he handed it over. He carried it this far, but I was the one who had to load everything myself since I was a "big kid" now.

The whole "big kid" comment made me feel out of place. All the other first years were so short. I'd always been taller than most kids my age, but this felt different.

At least there was a group of redheads my age who were taller than me. I wasn't the tallest in the room, thank Merlin. Weirdly enough, they were all from the same family. Most of them were towering, except for the two youngest, who were around Cove's age but much smaller. Unlike my parents, who had four kids in two years, these people clearly spaced theirs out.

"If only you and I were the Irish twins, and not you and Emery," Beck sighed.

"If only Drew hadn't sucked all the magic out of you in the womb," I replied, putting my trunk on the cart Mom had. Cove was still sitting next to my cat carrier. Mom picked her up so I could take the cart.

"If only the roles were reversed..."

"Then Emery would be all alone at Ilvermorny."

"Oh, right. I forgot about him."

It's hard to explain, but sometimes it felt like Beck and I were the twins, Irish or not, of the family. She and Drew were like mirror images—male and female versions of each other—but Beck and I looked alike too, as did Emerson. People used to think we were quadruplets when we were younger because we were so close in age and looked so similar.

But Beck was my best friend, the only person—aside from Grandpa Wallace—who truly understood me. Grandpa Wallace made me feel like I wasn't just Augustine, but Beck made me feel like more than a shadow.

Mom leaned down as Cove wrapped her arms tightly around me. Cove was tiny, barely at armpit level on me.

"Augustine, baby, don't look so sad," Mom said, cupping my face.

"Sorry, I'm just worried."

"Don't be. It'll be alright. You should've seen me the day before my exchange year at Hogwarts. I was so worried, I paced up and down the walls."

Dad tried to hide his laughter but failed. Mom turned to him. "Emerson."

"Sorry, Say. It's just...the image of you at 15, pacing up and down the walls—it still gets me."

Mom sighed. "Don't listen to your dad. Aug, you'll be fine. Remember how worried Drew and Emery were when we dropped them off for the first time?"

"Yeah, Drew nearly cried, and Em had a borderline panic attack." Ilvermorny takes students not just from the States, but also from Canada, Mexico, and sometimes the UK, like my brothers. They get there in different ways, but the main one is through a network of Portkey stations.

"See? And look, they turned out fine. So wipe that gloom off your face. People are going to think you're some troll trying to sneak in." Mom smiled. Cove was still clinging to me, so I wrapped an arm around her.

"Cove, you're going to cut off my circulation if you hug me any tighter." She hugged me tighter.

"But Augustine! What am I supposed to do without you?"

"You'll still have Becky over here," I said, pointing my thumb at Beck. "And Mom and Dad."

"Hey! You know I hate it when people call me Becky, like it's short for Rebecca, when it's not!" Teasing Beck was, and always would be, my favorite pastime.

"You know I'm messing with you."

"Yeah, yeah. Go put your stuff on the train before I do it for you," Beck grumbled, crossing her arms.

I got Cove to let go of me and went to load my trunk.

Now, I might be taller than most kids my age, but I'm not stronger, and trunks are heavy. Really heavy. I struggled to get it into the back compartment and was about to go ask Dad or Beck for help when I heard a voice.

"Here, let me help you," someone said. A long, skinny arm with an equally skinny hand appeared on my left side to help me lift the trunk.

I turned to say, "Thank you," but stopped mid-sentence

I came face to face with one of the tall redheads I'd noticed earlier when Beck and I walked in. Except there weren't just one, but two—twins, identical, except for the fact that one had moles scattered on the right side of his face and neck.

"There you go. These things are always heavier than they look," said the one closest to me.

He smiled, and I felt my face flush.

"Yeah, they are," I mumbled, wishing I could bury myself in my jet-black hair.

"Well, thank you for your help!" I blurted, scampering off before I could embarrass myself further.

I was still red-faced when I returned to my family. Beck laughed, clearly noticing something was up, though Mom, Dad, and Cove didn't seem to. They probably thought I was just tired from wrestling with the trunk.

"You okay, August?" Beck asked, smirking.

"Yes. The trunk was just hard to lift for a second," I said, glaring at her.

"Yeah, for sure."

It wasn't long before the train was set to leave, so we started saying our goodbyes. Beck insisted on helping me find a spot, while Mom kept trying to sneak extra things into my jacket pockets before I left.

The train was cramped and stuffy. I stood behind Beck, who was holding Cin—short for Cinnamon Snaps, my cat—in her carrier, while I had my carry-on bag slung across my back.

"So, let me guess, you're all red in the face because of those redheads?" Beck teased.

I opened my mouth to argue, but she cut me off. "August, you know you can't hide anything from me. One of them helped you push up your trunk, didn't he? And then you got embarrassed. You always try to hide in your hair when you're embarrassed, and that's exactly what you're doing now."

"Shut up," I mumbled, but Beck just gave me that smug smirk of hers.

"Oh look, Augustine, I found an empty one," she said, pushing open a compartment door and setting Cinnamon Snaps down on the seat. "Listen, Augustine..."

I turned to face her after putting my bag in the overhead compartment. "Yeah?"

"I'm gonna miss you"

"I know."

"No, Augustine. I will miss, miss you. Drew might be my twin, but you're like my other half."

"Of course, you're like mine." She cupped my face before kissing my forehead. We weren't that far apart in height, so it didn't take much for her to reach me.

After that, she hugged me tightly. "You know how to reach me, right? Just send Ghost, and I'll get Mom and Dad to help me send Ally back."

Ghost was my owl, a gift from Grandma for my 11th birthday. Ally, short for Alfred, was our family's owl, and my brothers shared one named Franklin.

"I know, Bee," I said.

"Oh, and don't forget to write to Drew when you get the chance. He'll find a way to sneak into Hogwarts just to check on you."

"I know, I know. He's always been a bundle of nerves."

Beck gave me one last squeeze before opening Cin's carrier to pet her. "There, there, Cinnamon. I'll miss you, and I'll make sure Ginger doesn't stop missing you either."

Ginger, short for Ginger Snaps, was our other cat—a black Maine Coon—while Cinnamon was a silver tabby Siberian. They were complete opposites in appearance from their names.

Beck started to leave but stopped at the door before disappearing down the aisle. "I love you, Augustine, you got that?"

"I love you too, Becky. Now go before this thing leaves with you on it"

She laughed, blew me a kiss, and ran off.

Cinnamon was already trying to jump onto the overhead compartment, eager to nestle next to my bag. I scooped her up from where she'd perched on the seat and gently placed her next to my bag. Then I pulled out a book.

I think I packed enough books to last me until early November. Hopefully, Mom and Beck can send me more before Christmas.

Before long, the train began to move, signaling that it was 11 a.m. All this fuss before 11 a.m. on a Friday felt exhausting. Just thinking about it made me tired. Heaven knows everything makes me tired.

I would sleep if it weren't for how bright everything was. Even with the overhead lights barely on, the giant window in the carriage let in too much sunlight. If I closed the curtains, it would be too dark, so I'd just have to deal with it.

I was sitting with my back to the window, reading my book, when the compartment door clicked open. A voice called from the doorway.

"Hey, do you mind if we share this carriage with you? Everywhere else is full."

I didn't mind at all—I'd probably snagged the last empty spot. "Sure," I said, not even looking up from my book.

When I glanced up slightly, I saw the same red hair from earlier, only this time it was curly.

"Especially if you don't mind a cat being out," I added.

"Not at all, unless it has a thing for rats," the voice replied.

"She wouldn't hurt a fly."

I heard a quiet whisper followed by scrambling from three people. One of them moved my bag, which startled Cinnamon, making her hiss before she jumped down to hide behind me for protection.

I slipped a bookmark into my book, set it aside, and reached down to pet her. "Cin, no one's out to get you. It was just an accident, see?"

The boy who'd startled her was already apologizing profusely. I looked up and realized it was the twin without moles and freckles covering his right side. Embarrassment bubbled in my stomach.

"No, it's okay. She's always like this when she gets woken up, no matter how it happens," I said.

He laughed, still apologizing, as the other twin—freckles and all—grinned. "Yeah, Fred scare the bejesus out of the cat, why don't we?"

Fred turned to scowl at him before facing me again.

"You're sure she's not hurt?"

"Nope. She wouldn't have jumped down if she was," I replied.

Relief washed over his face as he sat down. The curly-haired one had finished whatever he was doing and spoke up.

"You called her Cin, like with an S?"

I glanced over. He was holding a rat that felt... strange. Maybe it was just the magic from this family, but there was something distinctly magical about it.

"Oh my—so that's what you meant by asking if she had a thing for rats."

"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure Scabbers wouldn't get hurt with a cat around."

"I see... but," I began, scratching Cin's head, "Cin is short for Cinnamon Snaps."

"Cinnamon Snaps? That's an odd name."

"You just said that rat you're holding is named Scabbers."

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that... Anyway, my name's Percy. Yours?"

I was about to introduce myself when the twins jumped in.

"No, let us guess!"

"From my memory, your luggage said A.S. Kimura Parr," said the twin I still didn't know the name of. The fact that he remembered that small detail made my ears heat up. My hair fell forward as if to hide it.

"A.S., as in two first names or a first and middle name?" Fred asked.

"First and middle," I said. "Do you know how tragic it would be to have two first names and two last names with no middle?"

"I'm guessing very tragic," he grinned.

"A first name, I see. What about Amelia?" said the other twin.

I held up an X with my fingers.

Fred began guessing. "Okay, not Amelia. Amy? No, that's too basic. Anna? Still too basic. Alice... Hmm, what about Aurora? Some magical parents do like giving their kids out-of-the-box names like that."

"No to all of those, but you were right with the 'out-of-the-box' comment."

The other twin piped up. "Alex!"

Fred lightly slapped him on the shoulder. "How is that out of the box?"

"Alex is more on the male side! I was going off context!"

"Okay, ignore him. Aspen? Arabella? Ariel?"

"You're gonna need to give them another hint." Percy chimed in,

I shook my head, "Okay, you might relate it to a time of year or season."

"APRIL!" they said in unison.

It was still a no. "Close, but no."

"Season or time of year..." the other twin pondered.

"It's not Aurora, like Aurora Borealis. What about Autumn?" said Fred, while the other was lost in thought. They were definitely getting warmer.

"That's a lot closer than April, but no."

"Aug... August? Like the month that just passed?" the unnamed twin guessed.

I smiled. "I'll give you that. It's Augustine." I emphasized the last part of my name.

"Wow, you weren't lying about the 'out-of-the-box' thing. I don't think I can even name another gal with a name like Augustine," Percy said. "What's the 'S' for?"

"My middle name is Saige with an I. It's my mom's first name."

I turned to point at the unnamed twin. "Anyway, let me guess yours since I already know the other two, but I'll need a hint."

They both hummed thoughtfully.

"Well, our initials are flipped, with my middle name being Gideon," Fred replied.

"G, so it's not Gideon?"

"Thank Merlin, it's not."

I looked at the nameless boy. "Gordon? No, that doesn't feel right. Gregory? Wait, that feels even less right."

"Says the girl named Augustus," He teased. I rolled my eyes. He was clearly messing with me, and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of correcting him.

"Gale? No, too old. Gabriel?"

He shook his head. "Garrett? Gerald? Gerard? No."

I couldn't think of a name that matched Fred's at all.

"Hmm, definitely not Giovanni or anything like that. Guy? Glenn?"

"GUY? What do you take me for?" the nameless boy said, faking offense.

I giggled, the butterflies in my stomach fluttering. "Okay, not those. Can I get another hint?"

"You were kind of close with Gerald, Gerard, and Giovanni."

"How was I close with those? Geoffrey, with a G, not a J?"

"You're way warmer now," Fred laughed. "It's like you skipped right over it."

"George?"

The one now known as George nodded, facepalming.

"I should've thought of that. It's the most British name there is."

"Hey, just because you're right doesn't mean you have to say it out loud," George half-shouted while his brothers laughed.

Maybe it was the new environment, or maybe it was the warmth of these redheads who laughed with me as if we'd known each other forever. For the first time, the jitters I'd felt about choosing Hogwarts—Grandpa Wallace's beloved alma mater—over Ilvermorny, where my brothers had thrived, melted away.

"Augustine, you are destined for greatness at Hogwarts. Don't ever think otherwise," Grandpa Wallace had always told me. And for the first time, I believed him.

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER 2

[lexa-ocean]

ANYWAYS where were we

THEY ARE SO COOL GRGRGRRGRGRGRGR

Also lemme tell you, when i first saw this, it took me a bit to see who was who 💀 i still look at Mikey here and think "Leo?"

I know this fandom likes to hc abt an specific duo being the "twins" but '12 are true quadruplets to me.

^ Reaction image

Ngl this is one of my fav episodes actually. I really liked Mikey and Raph calling Leo out on constantly going solo

And also!!

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING VICIOUS HERE.

I swear you really only see this for like, a couple of seconds, but it just completly caught me off guard?? Like godamn, I fully believe Donnie would've of killed Vizioso here, no regrets.

I personally find everyone's poses here to be so intersting???

Tigerclaw is just. Bewildred. He spent SO long doing everything for Shredder, to bring him back to life, and he's greeted to... that. Yet, it's still Shredder. The pulled back ears aren't only fear, but also submission. He's not happy about it, but at least his immediate response was to keep trusting Shredder until Karvaxas revealed his full plan. I swear, Tigerclaw is such an intersting character? He had virtually no reason to be so loyal to the Foot Clan, yet...

Rahzar on the bakground, he also looks pretty compliant to this whole thing, but he's also clearly afraid. Obvs you can't see it, but in this scene he was actually kind of backing away? Which is intersting bc HE was also brought back from the dead by Karvaxas. I really wonder just how much control Karvaxas had over them, bc i mean like, for a moment there Rahzar was debating abamdoning the mission and joining Tatsu's new Foot, yet it seems he doesn't out of his own free will, but... how much of that was sincere, and how much was Karvaxas influence? I wonder...

As for Xever, this I believe it's the exact moment he decided to jump ship. He's definetly HORRIFIED by this whole thing, and his posture here screams that if Zombie Shredder gets amywhere closer to him, he's gonna run for the hills right there and then. I def believe Xever to be one of my favs villains, and yeah, he has no loyalty to the Foot OR Shredder truly, he just wants a pay check. I do believe he might have developed some sense of companionship w the other minions (Rahzar specially) which is part of the reason why he stayed for this, bit there are things money nor companionship can buy and this right here was one of them.

ily Xever, I hope you're back in Brazil enjoying your best mutant criminal life or w/e

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, BEBOP AND ROCKSTEADY........ OOOOOOH MY GOD. I have SEVERAL more screenshots of them hugging and being affectionate, but i just wanna say, whenever there's danger, Rocksteady's first instinct is to hold Bebop close and i just 😭😭😭💜🩶💜🩶 love them sm.

Saved this one bc Mikey and Raph have damn nearly the same pose and I think it's adorable frankly. Sunset duo!!!!!!!

Also, Raph, Mikey, Mona and Sal have another great dynamic? Idk how to explain it, but ofc Raph and Mona have their whole thing going on, but Mikey and Sal add another layer of it, being the ones to bring them back to the mission usually. In general!!! Sal and Mikey have a nice dynamic!!!! It really feels like they end up alone together a lot, but it turns out good? Like, Sal doesn't see Mikey as the idiot/dumb one, so there's a mutual respect there I feel

Uuuuuuuugh,,, pretty colors............

Ok, Raph and Mona are adorable, alright, and Raph's wink and cheeky grin along w Mona's absolutely love filled gaze are great, but...

JSJSJSHSJSSJSHSGA everyone else in the backgrond???? Real 'draw your squad' energy here, everyone has Some Type Of Reaction.

TURTLE TOTS TURTLE TOTS TURTLE TOTS!!!!!!!

Ft. Proud rat dad on the background 💖

I will say, this? Might just be my favorite episode of the whole series. The baby turtles were adorable, as well as the kid turtles, and the whole of Splinter's struggles to give the turtles a good and safe life is just *chefs kiss*

Last one, why the fuck isn't this a meme in this fandom. I laughed out loud 💀

I still have a few more to go through!! I'll reblog w them later

So in honor of the 2012 turtles bday...

Some pics/screenshots i took while watching the series for the first time!!! And my thoughts on them

This one i took just bc they look cool i'm ngl. Top 5 things you see before you die.

(Also, it has "draw this w your own iteration of tmnt" potential)

This one scared the actual, living fuck out of me when i was watching.

Like it took my brain a moment to process, but when i did the scene had moved on, so i went back to check and... yikes 😬

Literally SO many episodes of this bitch feel like horror movies fr

Another one i took just bc it LOOKS SO COOL???

In love w the color palette in this bitch and everyone's poses. Top 5 teams that are better than the avengers

This one is just. Cute. B team my beloved 🧡💜

(The B stands for Baby Brothers)

The main reason i saved this one? Donnie's fucking face

Man really said 🤨

Idk i think i accidentally paused it here then began laughing over Donnie, my dumbass beloved.

This one could be a reaction image, and i'm surprised it isn't

This makes me cry forever. The hug here was so soft... so much love... 🥺

Splinter was such a good character and for WHAT 😭

Again, could be reaction image.

Also 1) love how big their hands are, bro is covering Mikey's WHOLE face fr, 2) this is the second time someone covers Mikey's eyes while Raph's kissing someone. It's kinda hilarious. To me at least.

(First one is when he and Mona first meet, and is SAL COMMANDER of all people. Fr everyone looks at Mikey and thinks "kid's innocence must be Protected")

THEY'RE SO COOL I really liked Bishop here ngl.

Give me a WHOLE show of these 3 dealing w more alien activity in NYC, they have the Best Dynamic (sweet kid, adrenaline junkie, and tired adult)

RAPH'S PUPPY EYES I JUST- 🥺🥺🥺

Raph's the best teenage dad fr fr. And Mikey's the best uncle, there's a couple of scenes of him just playing w Chompy and they're hella cute. He would be the uncle that sneaks him treats and then goes like "don't tell your dad 🤫"

Meanwhile, Casey is the Wine Aunt.

I HIT PICTURE LIMIT GRRR I'm gonna continue this later, i've got a couple more

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These Edibles Ain't Shit

AN: Have any of my Urban heauxs wanted to get high with him?

Synopsis: You want to get high with your boyfriend Urban and get a hold of some edibles from your cousin Tamia. Urban tells you to listen to him on how much to take and you end up in a situation when you don't.

Pairing: Urban Wyatt x Reader

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"Baby! No! Don't take that much. It'll be a week before your high wears off."

Well you didn't know.

You were new to this thing.

"Well how much should I take?"

You simply handed Urban your laced rice krispy treat you got from your cousin and he tore off a small corner and handed it to you.

You simply stared at your hand in disbelief before looking back up at him.

"Are you... are you serious? That isn't about to do anything."

"Trust me mamas. It's enough."

"Urb... I want to get high and this cannot be enough."

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course, wouldn’t be doing this with anybody else."

"Then don't eat anymore after you eat what I gave you."

You rolled your eyes and complied.... at first.

About ten minutes later you still weren't feeling anything and was starting to get annoyed.

"Mamas, I'll be back. I'm going to get snacks for us. Anything you want in particular besides your big ass bag of gummy bears?"

"Nope. And that's why I keep you around Wyatt. You know the way to my heart is with food."

All he did was laugh before kissing you and grabbing his keys.

Once you heard the door close, you grabbed another piece of your edible and popped it in your mouth.

"These edibles ain't shit. I don't know what Tamia and Urban were talking about."

Those were your famous last words.

When Urban returned he found you sitting on the living room floor staring at the wall and was thoroughly confused.

He called out to you but you weren't answering him.

Just rocking back and forth hugging your knees. He turned you around and your eyes were red as hell.

"Ohhh fuck. Y/N did you take more when I left?!"

"Urb, everything is in slow motion. I can't feel anything. I think I stopped breathing."

"Didn't I tell you not to take anymore?! It's your first time doing this and you need to take it slow. Besides you wouldn't be talking to me if you weren't breathing."

"I wasn't feeling anything!"

"Baby, you have to wait until it kicks in. How much more did you take?"

You simply pointed to where the edibles now sat on top of the living room table.

Urban went to inspect how much you had taken and you heard him quietly mutter "Oh fuck." Under his breath.

"Urbbb, I have to work tomorrow this shit needs to wear off. I don't like this game anymore."

"Uhhh mamas from the looks of it, you won't be going anywhere tomorrow."

"Whaaaat? What do you mean?"

"I've never even taken as much at one time as you did."

"URBANNNN, I DON'T WANNA DIE!"

"Baby, you aren't going to die. We just have to wait until it wears off."

"I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO MARRY YOU YET!"

"I promise we will."

You were now curled into the fetal position and Urban picked you up to place you back on the couch.

"Urb..."

"Yes?"

"Why are there four of you? I thought I was only dating one of you? You're not a quadruplet and didn't tell me, right?"

"No, there's just one of me."

"Someoneee please call 911." You belted out singing Wyclef Jean's song and all Urban could do was laugh.

"What you laughing for? I need the paramedics."

"I promise you that you don't."

"I'm about to kill Tamia when I see her."

"Don't get mad at her, you're the one who can't follow directions."

"Urb, make it stopppp."

"What you want me to do? You already ate it so it's not like I can go get it out of you."

You sighed before sitting up and trying to get your shirt off.

"Umm, mamas you need some help? And what are you doing?"

"I'm hot now."

Urban helped you get your shirt off leaving you in your sports bra and you simply laid your head in his lap.

It was silent for a few minutes before you started singing.

Urban was convinced you had been listening to your 90s and early 2000s playlist again.

"Tell me whyyyy! Ain't nothing but a heartache! Tell me whyyy! Ain't nothing but a mistake! Tell me whyyyy! I never want to hear you say I want it that wayyyy!"

"Oh lord."

Then you suddenly switched to Lil Scrappy and Trillville.

"What it is hoe? A wassup? Can a playa get in them guts?"

All Urban did was sigh and let you continue with your little concert.

"Urb, you can get in my guts anytime you want."

"Thank you for that, Y/N."

"Likeee right now."

"Uhh, maybe later."

"Whyyyy?"

"I have to make sure I keep you alive."

"YOU PROMISED ME I WASN'T GONNA DIE!"

"Okay wrong word choice. You aren't but just... I need to keep an eye on you."

"You can keep an eye on me as you eat me out."

"As tempting as that offer is, no."

"You're no fun."

You had eventually fallen asleep and Urban decided to call your cousin Tamia who gave you the edibles and tell her how far gone you were. 

"She took HOW MUCH?"

"She's sleeping so I'm hoping at least a little of it wore off."

"Her dumbass just doesn't listen, does she?"

"No and I told her not to take anymore than what I gave her."

"Well call me back if she doesn't wake up in two days. Better yet, call 911."

When you finally came to it was light outside and Urban had his arms wrapped around you knocked out.

You had no idea where you were, what time it was, or what happened after you broke off that last piece of your edible.

Oh.

The edibles must have worked.

A little too good in your case.

You were tapping Urban to wake him up and when he did all he did was stare at you.

By the look on his face you could tell he was annoyed with you but concerned at the same time.

"Welcome back, princess."

"Urby... what happened yesterday because I don't remember?"

All he did was sigh.

"Y/N, when I tell you not to do something just listen next time. And you mean the day before yesterday."

"I'm confused what did I do? And wait... I SLEPT THROUGH AN ENTIRE DAY!?"

"Yes, yes you did, and what didn't you do is the question."

"Well can I have some more when I get home from work?"

"HELL NO."

"Fine, I'll just call Tamia."

"She said you're banned from getting edibles from her ever again."

"Yall aren't any fun. Can we smoke next time?"

"The way you acted the other day lets me know there probably shouldn't be a next time but..."

"So yes?!"

Urban threw off the covers before sitting up and looking at you.

"We're going to need two bags of gummy bears for this."

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Hello! Would you mind writing me a story about Bruno Madrigal dating a Bruna? (That's my name btw) I was so happy to see it on the big screens but in Encanto I felt really touched. If that's ok she could an artist for the family or something? There are a lot of painting in the wall of casita, the family tree for example. Thanks a lot for your time! 💕

¡Mi alma gemela!

Warnings: None, maybe a few swear words, fem!reader (she/her)

Note: A young woman named Bruna has been a passionate artist since she was little. Alma Madrigal immediately recognized her talent for art, from then on she was the personal artist for the Casita of the Madrigal's. But not only artistic talents slumbered in the young woman, and no one expect one certain person seemed to notice them...

Translations:

°(¡Deja de tirar de mi falda Antonio!: Stop pulling on my skirt Antonio!)

°Mi alma gemela: My soulmate

°madre: mother

°abuela: grandmother

°1 kilometer= 0,621 miles

°cariño: my darling

°Mi vida: my life

"¡Deja de tirar de mi falda Antonio! I'm still older than you youngster!" He pulled his head away under my hand and gave me no chance to whirl through his curls. More than once his hand had found itself in my hair, as he loved to play around in it. And oh, how he loved attention. He sometimes pulled on my skirt when in his opinion it had to be, even if he knew that his mother almost always got wind of it and then scolded him. "I just want a picture of Paloma", he whined. I continued to focus on the last stroke in the new painting Isabela wanted next to her door, in exchange for a light purple dress in her wardrobe that I fell in love with.

"Antonio, I can't just paint a new painting for each of your animal friends", I almost had to laugh when I put the brush away and saw Antonio's sad face. "Well, if you're lucky, Bruno and I won't need so long with our plans today! And if you're nice to Dolores and won't annoy her with your caterpillars again, then maybe I'll consider it." The little boy nodded eagerly and hugged me from the side before running out of the kitchen.

~

"You know, maybe my madre lied to me and you're our lost sibling. We were quadruplets, that's why you're named Bruna, and I was blessed as Bruno!", my lover murmured with his head in my hair, arms around me whilst enjoying the sunbeams shining on our faces. I just shook my head and laughed. "You know that sounds very stupid, right? I'm younger than you, and we don't even look like each other." Bruno just shrugged his shoulders and picked a daisy. "Then you are just mi alma gemela! Besides, we talk about colombian genes after all. That's why Pepa has red hair, anything can happen. Nothing is impossible."

Bruno sat up and clung his arms around his knees so as not to fall over, and looked at me with a tired look. His hands played with the petals of the daisy. "Maybe, only hypothetical... If we were to have a son, wouldn't it be funny to call him Bruni or something?" The worried expression on my face changed to playful indignation. "Who says we won't have a daughter? Or triplets? You know what they say about male twins or triplets..." Bruno's eyes widened before a grin found it's place on his face. "Well, then I'd better start building baby cots."

~

"Abuela, you don't understand, she's definitely and one hundred percent pregnant." The elderly lady just shook her head at the claim of her second oldest granddaughter. "Dolores, this is nothing to speculate about. A real pregnancy is based on obvious characteristics. You can't just spy and overhear a conversation between the two of them that is a kilometer away", the woman scolded her granddaughter. Dolores was about to say something back when they heard a door slam and the person they were talking about enter the kitchen to go to the dinner table. "Ugh, I think Camilo thought the plate of arepas was for him. You can't even leave your food there for later.... Oh, good afternoon Abuela, Dolores!", the young woman greeted happily, her mouth stuffed with Julieta's food that was left on the counter for emergencies. The two women just stared at her, smiling politely. "Hey Bruna!", Dolores replied with a grin , who was also suddenly hungry at the sight of Julieta's arepas. Bruna looked at the two of them slightly hesitantly, unwilling to leave the kitchen because she had a bad feeling about leaving them alone. "Well, I won't bother you any further, I'll just go to Isabela's and bring her her painting..." With that, the young lady disappeared from the kitchen as quickly as she had appeared there. Abuela took Dolore's arm and patted it. "Very well, she is pregnant for sure."

~

"So, Bruna", Pepa began with her mouth full at dinner after the incident in the kitchen, "a little bird whispered to me that you are in joyful anticipation." The noodle I was chewing got stuck in my throat, Bruno had to pat me on the back several times to probably save my life. I knew that the whispering before dinner, and the rainbow over Pepa's head were a little suspicious. I cleared my throat and gave Bruno a grateful smile before looking at Pepa. My hands were clasped under the table, playing with the wedding ring on my finger that Bruno gave me half a year ago, on his knees and in tears. "Hermana! Don't make her nervous, I'd know if my wife was pregnant." I put my right hand on his left hand which was on the table, and slowly shrugged my shoulders. "Well, it wouldn't be completely out of the question. I hadn't had my ...problem... for two months."

I felt Bruno's surprised look on me, and heard Camilo choking playfully. Antonio tried to process my words, although he was still so young he knew that this would mean he would have a playmate, and no longer an adult who had to concentrate on her painting so. Dolores took advantage of her family's distraction and grabbed Camilo's food from his plate. Since he loved to take other people's food without asking, Dolores wanted to show him what it was like. She also loved baked baby carrots with pepper and salt, and saw this as her favorite side dish to tía Julietas arepas. Mirabel and the rest of the Madrigal girls didn't dare to talk, too eager to see what would happen next. "Are you serious cariño?", Bruno whispered without paying attention to the others. I nodded quickly, too afraid to take too much time with my answer, and too afraid of his reaction. But he just started grinning, and wrapped both arms around me. A relieved sigh went through the ranks of the Madrigals, and I could even see Abuela Alma smiling slightly out of the corner of my eye. "I love you mi vida, do you know that? You truly are mi alma gemela."

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I'm sorry for taking so long to get this done, but first, Duolingo really claimed my time with the constant reminders. Then, I was really busy with trying to finish the book I was reading (I still have 24 pages left, ugh). And last, I started to watch Daredevil and was addicted to Matt Murdock x reader on here. I still am. So here is this request, with a not exactly requested ending, but I still hope this turned out quite good. I'm sorry for any writing mistakes, but let me know if you liked it :)

[obsidiancreates]

Turtles in Time Liveblog

Turtles in Time 1993 is my least favorite of the 90's movies, so let's hope this episode is better than it's film counterpart.

Oh more Giving Up On Karai stuff.

... Is he, still hung up on April? He hasn't really been acting like it these last few episodes, one of very few saving graces in them. Also LEO THAT'S YOUR SISTER STOP TRYING TO BE LIKE LUTHER AND ALLISON IN TUA ABOUT THIS GROSS

Awwww, Mikey saying he'll never have a crush is adorable.

Door in sky- woman? Woman with claw-like Chronoscepter from Ratchet & Clank: A Crack in Time? Oh it's the lady from the Monster Arc in Season 5

She looks like an adult. I don't like that she and Mikey have a thing. They better specify her age in this episode.

Awww really? Mikey is just The Cute One in the future? He should be The Surprising One, he's always pulling out surprises, be it parties or badassery

Very casual about being from the future, okay.

AWWW DONNIE IS SO EXCITED TO BE FAMOUS

Ew Mikey is flirting, I don't like this.

GIRL THEY'RE TEENS RIGHT NOW MAYBE BRINGING THIS GUY BACK WHEN THEY'RE SO YOUNG WAS A DUMB ACTUALLY

Oh god this guy looks so lame. God I miss The Kraang.

HIS VOICE SHEESH

Okay just right into a nonsense rant. Oh well, he was easy to get rid of.

THANK YOU DONNIE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON EITHER

Can I just say, I fucking hate that trope/idea that someday in the future humans will somehow become responsible for upholding the concept of time. I truly hate it.

YEAH GIRL THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T SEND THAT BITCH TO THE PAST

YEAH YOU PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE LET THEM DEFEAT HIM WHAT- I HATE THIS EPISODE

You're right Donnie. This isn't good. Isn't a good episode.

It's not as bad as 1993... yet.

Oh god they're in the bad DND episode costumes again.

THEY WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT ORCS ARE ORCS WERE INVENTED BY JRR TOLKEIN GRRRRRRR

I can't even enjoy the boys fighting because of how much I hate the costumes.

Girl this isn't how Medieval Time- DONNIE WHY ARE YOU DOING AN ACCENT WHAT WAS THAT

Oh a He's Right Behind Me moment.

I feel. No tension. Oh, a loop. Okay. How many times do we have to see it though?

Didn't that stick Demon Guy in a loop too, though? Or was it a temporal clone?

Donnie it wasn't that awesome. Mikey don't be jealous.

Was Raph referencing 1993 with the Turtles on Horses is Weird part?

Yeah this is- I dislike everything about this.

Oh haha Raph fell off the horse. Maybe I just need to sleep and it'll start being fun again? It's like trying to watch Season 3 of Danny Phantom all over again... why are Nickelodeon Season 3 of Cartoons always so bad? Well, this one started really, really good, but. Once The Kraang left, it got bad.

Let's talk about something else. How about we talk about what I think human versions of the boys would be like, like a Normal Humans AU? Not even ninjas in this.

So basically I created this idea of them within the concept of "One of those tropes where the heroes are put into a Perfect World dream and have to help each other escape" and Donnie's would be them all as normal humans.

So they're all Japanese, Splinter is a single parent of 5 kids. He's got his biological daughter, Karai (named Miwa at birth but she's goin through a Rebellious Phase right now so she changed it) and his four adopted sons. He's a trained martial artist, but he never felt a need to train his children very heavily in it, because they live pretty peaceful lives. They know enough to defend themselves if needed, but they're not ninjas.

They're quadruplets, but not identical. Splinter finds it curious how they all have varying eye colors but are definitely all blood related. He adopted them sort of by accident, meaning to just foster them for a while when they were babies, but well, they just claimed his heart!

Leo is very into yoga and zen sort of exercise methods. He's a total nerd, of course, and goes to cosplay conventions pretty regularly. Mikey usually helps him make his homemade cosplays, with extra flair like lights and stuff added by Donnie. He's decently well-liked in school, except he tends to be a bit of a snitch and a hypocrite at times. He lets his hair grow out the most and wears mostly baggy shirts and plain jeans, very Chill Guy vibes (basically if Leo didn't have to worry about saving the world all of the time).

Raph is following in his older sister's footsteps and entering his Rebellious Phase. He's in therapy for anger issues, and uses sports as a release. He's on the school football team, still very short but stocky enough to be a good player. He's a little more balanced thanks to being able to actually go to therapy, so he lashes out less. It's well-known around school not to mess with The Hamato Siblings, because both the older sister (who's been known to carry knives around on her) and the short football brother have no issues Pummeling People Who Mess With Their Siblings. Raph tends to wear t-shirts and gym shorts, but sometimes he goes for an all-out Punk Badboy look. Only when he's really feeling it though, because it's a real hassle to put the look together in the morning. He keeps his hair pretty short, not buzzed though.

Donnie is willowy and lanky, though surprisingly not wimpy. Splinter makes sure all of his kids exercise regularly, so he's got lean muscle, but much less than any of his other siblings. He usually doesn't need glasses, but when he needs to make sure the smallest detail possible is perfect, he has a pair of them. Otherwise his sight is... passable. He's the kid everyone hopes to be paired with on science projects, because he'll inevitably end up doing the whole thing himself and be happy to just let you sit there and watch. He likes to tinker with electronics and chemistry, but he's already planning to go into some field of Biology as a career, possibly something medical. His gap tooth is just because, when that baby tooth fell out, there was no adult tooth to replace it. Genetics, what're you gonna do? It's actually what got him curious about biology, so he doesn't mind it. he prefers sweatshirts usually, or anything easy to toss on in the morning, because he has a bad habit of staying up way too late reading or tinkering. Yes, he is neurodivergent, of course. He usually lets his hair grow out a little, not on purpose, just because he forgets to make the barber's appointments.

Mikey is a gymnast and an artist! He's really good at gymnastics and wins competitions pretty often, and would be captain of the school team if he could just get his grades up a little more. He only just got diagnosed with ADHD and is still getting his medication and therapy regiment set up, but he feels good about how things will go once that's done. He's also the artist of the family, in that he draws the most. Raph is actually better at the technical aspects of art, but he doesn't really do much art beyond sometimes going out with Karai to do some graffiti. Mikey however is always doodling and drawing, their house is covered in old wall drawings form when he was small. He has a million fidget toys. He likes to layer up, usually a long sleeved shirt with a jacket, one of the kinds where the torso is denim but the sleeves and hood aren't, is the minimum he must have every day. He draws on all of his jeans (Donnie actually does too, but he writes down notes to himself and formulas and idea, while Mikey just doodles train-of-thought style). His hair is short and oddly poofy, and always gets in his eyes. How he does gymnastics so well in spite of that is a mystery to all.

Karai is very protective of her brothers, because she's had one too many people say something about them "not being her real brothers" and it makes her Furious. She's gotten into a real rebellious phase, because while Splinter is a good dad he can be a little too strict sometimes, and she got tired of it. She got piercings at a friend's house, started going the graphic liner, decided to get a big leather jacket and spiked gloves... she loves it, and loves feeling very powerful and badass. She actually isn't super happy about Raph following in her footsteps so early (she's a couple years older) but knows he won't just Stop Doing Stuff, so she usually offers to let him tag along with her trouble so he's supervised and not out spray painting places alone.

April met the Hamato Clan in freshman year of highschool, she was trying to find her class and they were all arguing in the hallway about where to go. Donnie broke away from the argument and helped her out. She knows he has a crush on her, but he's a lot less creepy about it in this AU, it's mainly just he blushes around her a lot and gets self-conscious when they're along together. But she doesn't want to make things weird by telling him no, or yes, she's not sure, so she pretends not to notice. The brothers basically adopted her as another sister, which Karai also eventually came around to. She's into things like astrology and tarot cards, but on the downlow, she's a little embarrassed about it.

Casey was friend with Raph first, both of them trying out for the hockey team at the same time. Raph didn't end up making the cut, but they stayed friends. Eventually Casey and Donnie realized they both like tinkering and making little gadgets and they became friends, and then Casey was talking about his graffiti art and Mikey joined in and they became friends, and Leo warmed up to him when Raph asked Leo to take over a video game fight for a bit while he went and got some snacks. He thinks Karai is really cool, and Karai trusts him to take care of Raph or the others if Casey convinces them to do some mischief with him.

Splinter tries his best to be a good dad. It can be hard, and he makes lots of mistakes, but he tries. He was raised in a very Traditional household, but all of his children are very much the opposite of that, and he struggles with breaking away from how he was brought up to do things for the sake of not stifling his children. Still, he seeks counseling so he can do his best, especially once Mikey was diagnosed (Donnie hasn't been diagnosed yet but Splinter has his suspicions) as neurodivergent. He's still strict, usually, but has been known to soften up sometimes and allow a bit more excitement into their lives and home.

So there. That's that AU. I got so bored of the episode I jotted down this AU instead, and I'll put it in it's own post too sometime later.

[fankayart]

I always find it fun and challenging to make there a genuine reason as to why all the egos look the exact same. Every story I write they have a reason as to why they were all forced together and have the same face, whether it be magic, sci-fi, etc.

Because yes, there's many reasons why they might look the same! I love stories about them touching on this but they're always rare. Never limit yourself, especially not just to 'they were just made that way' or 'it's a coincidence' or 'they're related' unless relation is important to the story. Which brothers hardly ever look the exact same unless they're twins, which you're pushing it for quadruplets and so on so you might want to find something else!

Magic might seem like a straightforward thing like "oh they were probably cursed". But how were they cursed? What for? Was it by a person or something inhuman? Were they young when it happened or were they older and now live with this? Is this the result of a manifestation of something? Was it something to haunt them, was it something egotistical (heh), or was it was a mistake? Is this permanent or can they get rid of it?

Sci-fi. Was it time travel? Do each of them come from different time periods? Is it a multiverse situation? Was it once again, a happening when they were older or were they younger? Was it something alien? Maybe use something involving DNA being rewritten. They all slowly start to look like someone they know and it's terrifying because it won't stop.

Both. Are they mimics? Maybe robots and pull a Detroit become Human? Did they disguise themself as this person? Is this a transformation, and if so was this their choice or were they forced? Clones? Shapeshifters? Did the person who looked like them all create them, or were they already different people beforehand? We're they adults or did they have a childhood too? We're they raised knowing this about each other or did they grow up separate?

Are they actually all part of the same person? Did they separate in some way? Are they figments of the imagination? Are they all connected to this one person? Is it through magic or through an alien force? Was this person human to start with? Will they remain the same or slowly start to look different as time goes on?

And of course my favorite: how do they react when looking at the other egos? It's practically like looking in the mirror half the time, did they meet them on the street and had to do a double take? Maybe it was a more stressful situation and they think they're going crazy? Maybe they all meet each other at once and yes, they all think they're fucking insane. "There's six people here and they all look exactly like me, what the fuck". Or, "there's another person who looks like this too, we're they also affected?" For other scenarios involving curses. Or (again), maybe they all know they look the same and just give each other a glance before moving on (robot scenarios, maybe clones, etc.). Another possibility, they all lived together for the longest time and now seeing someone who looks different might be very bizarre for them.

Another one of my favorites is how it's implemented. Maybe they all want to turn back to normal and go on a quest to do so. Or, it's used as a disguise, slipping in places you shouldn't be because your doppelgänger has access to them. Or the opposite end, one of your copies is a criminal and now youre hunted for something you never did. Maybe this curse/etc. it's a permanent change and now they all have to live with it respectively in their own ways. Last but most certainly not least, try using it as a horror aspect, something to haunt them. They're not supposed to look like that, what happened? Why are they starting to shift into someone they know? Or push it further, "why am I starting to look like someone that's dead".

Some details and ideas I never go into in my stories, and that's okay if you don't want to either! Making a reason for them to all look the same can be too much for short stories. Even so, I always brush over how they all look like the same person! It's just a fun concept and I love circling back to it in different ways. I'll be writing a few of these in short prompts, hopefully sometime soon <3

And if you get an idea from one of these and decide to write something, please let me know and tag me!!! I'd love to read some more ego stories involving how they all look alike :D

[ask-beacons-finest]

Let's start a drink right now, but we'll finish it later.

AFD!Weiss, struggling to get her keys out of her purse with one hand, sighs irritably on the phone: Whitley, for the LAST TIME. I will NOT try to hook you up with one of Ruby's friends.

AFD!Weiss, finally opens up the door and walks in, turning her back to the apartment without looking to close and lock the door again: I'm home!! What? No you moron that wasn't to you. Ugh. Look I have to start cooking dinner for everyone, it's my night to do it. Goodbye Whitley.

AFD!Weiss, grumpily hangs up her scroll and puts it back into her pocket, turning around: Honestly my younger brother is such....an...ass...what's going on?

AFD!Ruby sitting awkwardly on the side of the kitchen table that Weiss can see, mouthing the words "I tried to text you": Heeeeeey Weiss.

AFD!Weiss, putting on a smile, and checks her scroll to see several messages all along the lines of 'YANG'S MOM IS HERE SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS': Yeah, ahh, hey Ruby.

AFD!Blake, at the stove, shaking her head and sighs: Just come in Weiss.

AFD!Weiss, coming around slowly past the small wall that blocks some of the kitchen away from sight when you first enter the door: Oooh. Hey!!!

AFD!Cinder, sitting at the kitchen table with a smug little smile: Weissyyyy~!!! There's the forth of my little quadruplets~

AFD!Weiss, to herself mostly: You're not even Yang's mom...let alone ours...