#watching as he gaurds the egg

[hanafubukki]

Thinking about book 7 and I am really glad that they are taking their time with it?

I know that it’s longer than the other twst books and more lore, but I think it needs that.

It’s needs the length and it needs all these events to occur.

It needs its time to spread out these events so we can not only learn about the characters but the events that influenced these characters.

Which we didn’t need before in previous books, but this one we do. Because of the situation at hand compared to previous books would not work the same way if they followed the pattern nor would it give that effect.

We need to know why certain events took place. How certain characters came to be and what influenced their relationships.

What led to these events.

And while, yes, the angst is painful and tear jerking, these moments were very much needed.

Because without learning them first hand, without seeing it, we wouldn’t be as hit as we were in the previous books. And this is the only way for us to get that same effect as previously.

We can be in their shoes now and feel the pain they went through.

It’s very different when you’re told about an event that happened versus actually seeing the characters go through it and experiencing it.

So despite the length and the pain, I like that they are taking their time and hashing it out the way they are.

The wait was definitely worth it just for that. And I know it can be frustrating, but for a dorm that was always mysterious and we had barely no info on, it is what they needed to do.

So we, the players, can get a grasp on the story and these characters really well.

And I am thankful they are taking their time with it, despite wanting everyone to be happy you know? And wanting to see that happy ending and for them to be a family again.

Because it will be all the more satisfying once we get there, once we travel through that distance, and we finally get to that ending. As we also feel their relief and happiness after such a long and hard won journey, and that’s what I’m looking forward to.

That’s feeling of happiness, relief, and affection because it was all worth this long journey we had.

[threepandas]

Bad End: Restructuring

The blast doors on my office were stronger then the ones on most bunkers. They matched the one's on the company dorms AND my personal rooms. Thing is? They weren't designed to hold out forever. In fact, I was pretty sure they were a pretty bit of security theater, just to let us fleshys feel safe.

We weren't.

Not a single moment of a single day.

The pay was unmatched. But then again, it'd HAVE to be, with the mortality rate. The morbidity rate on top, too. You didn't take a job like this unless you were crazy. Or, you know, desperate. College loans, man. They get you over a barrel and don't let up. But a few years of this? I'd be clear an free~

Few MORE years? I'd ever have a tasty little nest egg to fall back on, in case of emergencies. I just... you know, had to play it smart. Be really, REALLY careful.

No slacking off. No getting comfortable. Vigilance and best manners. Then we all get to go home alive. Because what's out there? In the Labs? Those guys can pop diamonds like we crush packing peanuts. Highest grade, fancy ass, metal bars of specialty blend metals? Tied up in pretty little bows.

They may LOOK like some sort of waifish boy band... but God, they are NOT. They are really, REALLY not. And their "personality" matrix program thingies? Apparently still a work in progress. A LONG work in progress.

People have fucking DIED.

But does management care? Of course not. Pay out some life insurance. "It was an accident on the job". And "of COURSE steps will be taken to insure to never happens again". Ha! My ass, it is. And my ass, they are. They aren't doing SHIT. Nor are they GOING too. They're in too deep with this project, whatever it is. And us?

Well WE'RE expendable.

Just the cost of doing business.

I watch bleeding edge technology move like dancers, room to room. The wall of screen lighting up my cramped little office. The mini-fridge hums and the fan whirrs, filling the silence. I try to spot FM-036 on one of the screens. I can't find him and it makes me nervous.

He might be hiding. Trying to be polite, in his own way. Since there was an incident.

I FUCKING TOLD Ric not to call them "it"! I TOLD him! It aggravates them. Provokes. You don't DO that with something... some ONE, with that much physical power. 36 put their fist through his SHOULDER. And the God damned wall! He might LOSE his arm, which? Given their ability to calculate better then most supercomputers?

Was probably the point.

I notice one of the androids messing with a computer in a lab. Fuck. I lean forward, hating drawing their attention but knowing I have to do my damn job. I press on the speaker system for that room after a quick glance at the ID on their jumpsuit.

"FM-047, could you please not touch that? I know you are aware that you are not supposed to tamper, meddle, or otherwise engage with the researchers notes or electronics."

The android stop typing. Their head rolling up and to the side to look directly at the camera, their body perfectly still. The angle borders on impossible. Almost owlish, nearly snake like. All perfectly smooth movements effortlessly controlled. Joint not limited by human designs. His face is bemused. Pleasant.

"Of course, night gaurd. My mistake. Thank you for correcting me." He replies, something almost like laughter, nearly like mocking, but not quite, in his smooth voice. They always sound like they are... HUMORING us. Working around us.

It sends a jolt of cold fear though my veins.

I... I REALLY hate talking to the androids.

Pity, they seem to like talking to ME.

"I was unaware you were on shift tonight. I will update the others. It's good to hear your voice again, you seemed nervous, last time we spoke."

Yeah. Because you were asking PERSONAL QUESTIONS. Oh, sure, they had dressed them up as "We're so CURIOUS about Humans~☆" but I wasn't an IDIOT. You Did NOT, under ANY circumstances, try to bond with the machines. NO chatting. That was lesson number one from my trainer.

And Frank? Frank had seen too many "but THIS time it's DIFFERENT! We're FWIENDS~!" Incidents end in unspeakable carnage. Lost too many noobies. We DO NOT chat! With the machines!!! DO. NOT.

"Ah~, you made her nervous again, FM-047" came from a different screen. I flinched. Jerked back so I could see it. Oh god. "Besides, I told you. The calculations showed she wasnt going anywhere. The 'money' is too good."

The androids had stopped. Turned, in some cases unnaturally, to stare up at the cameras. At me. It was a blatant show of how interconnected they were. How distance meant nothing to them. How... how enmeshed they were, in the Lab's systems.

COULD they see me?

I didn't want to know. I NEEDED not to know. If only so I could continue to sleep at night.

They smiled, clearly hoping I'd engage. I wanted to. God did I want too. Wanted to demand "what calculations" and for them to STOP looking at me like that. But I didn't. With tense muscles I careful lifted my finger from the speaker system's button and leaned back. Crossed my arms like I was hugging myself.

Do. Not. Engage.

Remember what Frank taught you.

My... my office felt so claustrophobic. Painfully small. Across the screens before me, matching faces huffed laughs of condescending amusement. Some out right DID laugh. Bright and mean noises that echoed in silence of the night.

Humans? Frank had observed (and I kinda had to agree) were beneath them, in their minds. Flawed little flesh creatures. Annoying. It was something the scientists were trying to correct. Pretty sure they fucked up. Badly. And long, long ago.

Watching over these guys? Felt like watching over a sea of identical demons. Pretty, cruel, and incapable of human understanding. Fond of tormenting the nearest human for sport.

"Tell us, night gaurd, are you afraid?"

Oh that's just PETTY. Fucking cliché as shit, too. I mean, YES, obviously. But STILL. And... and you know what? Fuck it! Frank, gave me his number for a reason! I scramble for my belt. The communicator there. It barely rings.

"Mph, m'awake! Wus happin' kid? Come on, talk to me."

I ramble. Knees dragged up on my chair, curled in a ball. Frank's low, old man, rumble a soothing focal point. These guys are so creepy. I HATE that they KNOW that. Gleefully will TRY to be, sometimes. Can BACK IT UP.

"Hey, hey. I'll stay on the line, okay? You just need to make it to morning shift. They're are creepy lil shits, but they can't get past the doors. I'll come get you myself, okay? Walk you right back to the dorms. You're going to be okay, sweetheart."

I nod, even though I know the old man can't see me. Manage to crackle out a "Mmmhmm". The androids haven't stopped staring. The worst part? Is they realistically DONT HAVE TOO. Can stay, perfectly still, like statues... forever, if they wish.

Watching.

With those "I'm laughing at you" grins. That "aaaw, how PATHETIC" expression. As though I were a wretched little animal to be observed. I ask Frank to tell me about his new show. It's... it's something about socialites, right? Historical? He's glad too. Filling my office with the sound of his voice. It's gonna be a long shift.

I don't notice, high up on the wall, near the back of my office?

A security camera that I do not control. It's red light on.

The company has to be sure it's employees aren't slacking, after all! Aren't up to no good! But don't worry, THAT camera is connect to a database the androids shouldn't be able to access! Because we told them not too.

And THAT'S IT.

No one will learn of the security breach until its far, far too late.

Now? They watch as I watch them.

And it's just the beginning.

[myrunawaysweets]

I was watching hazbin hotel and seen episode 5, dad beat dad and now I cant stop thinking if I like alastor in a friendship way, fatherly way or in a mentor way.

Either way, I want to write a short fan fic about where you're vox's daughter from a fling with one of Valentino's workers (even though val would most likely make them abort) but vox has no interest in actually being in a relationship, so he doesn't know he has a daughter. A couple Years pass by and next thing you know, your taken in by the radio demon at the young age of 5.

He is one of the most feared demons in hell, but he's so doting and caring for you?

He likes dressing you up in little dresses, really pretty frilly dresses that were a big hit when he was alive.

He makes sure you're always a proper lady, and by proper lady he means your going to be either killing people without getting blood on yourself or eating people with proper etiquette.

He definitely didn't expect to actually become attached to you, he was just going to use you against vox to get under his skin, but next thing he knows he's putting you to bed beside him with a story book and he can't help but think how bothersome life in hell would be without you.

More years go by and it's common to see you having tea with alastor every afternoon on his balcony.

He definitely doesn't approve of boys being around you.

Users husker as a kind of stand in body gaurd.

Nifty taught you how to deal with knives.

Husker taught you how to deal with guns.

Protective dad alastor.

When vox notices you and alastors relationship (since he's obsessed with alastor) he tried to use you against him.

Once vox had you hostage, he couldn't help but notice a few details about you that reminded him of himself, like the little port like things on your upper back or the red eyes.

Before he can actually do anything though, alastor is bursting through the walls in his giant demon form, screeching for vox to give him back his daughter.

Vox is scared shitless but needs answers on where you came from.

Once your back home, alastor notices how your nice dress has gotten ripped and he flips, kind of like how he reacted to pentious ripping his coat.

Charlie is definitely like a sister to you.

Angel makes sure your never associated with val and drugs.

You've been caught making weapons with pentious and the egg bois. Alastor didn't approve of you being used as a henchman.

I'm just rambling at this point but I really like this.

Dad alastor is amazing.

[lilliana17]

The Sorrow of a Child Finally Healed

First part of a series of one shots focusing on the ghost eggs

Marina was looking to her husband with worry. He had been disappearing for days at a time, even when it was their days with the two kids. That wasn't all of it however, strange green and black markings on Slimes body. At this point the glowing shifting mass had consumed an entire arm. Whenever Mariana tried to get answers all he got was Slime saying it was for Flippa. Putting a hand on her husband's shoulder Mariana sighed. "Please let it go, look what's happening to you. You aren't okay and it isn't getting better Slime. Please do you want Sunny and Pepito to see you like this." He didn't want to argument, but he couldn't just be silent about it.

"Of course you would say that. Oh course you would just move on abandon her!" The slime hybrids started up.

"You know that's not what I'm saying!" Mariana spoke looking her love in the eyes. Slime only looked away stepping away, it was a hard night for both of them.

Maybe that's why he let it slip. "Well I'm not the one that killed her!" Slime regretted it as soon as he said it. He knew it wasn't his wife's fault. Just how Tilin wasn't his, it was just a hard night. Tears fell from his face as Mariana could only silently stare at slime unsure if she should smack him or hug him.

Unknown to them someone was watching a person that hated their fighting. One that hated their mistakes. She hated the pain they caused on her, maybe she deserved to suffer. The fact after getting her dad back she was at risk to loosing him again. The only thing she hated more was the thought of being replaced.

Glass shattered onto the floor as the picture frame fell off the wall. Sunny screamed out of fear of the sudden noise. She hurried over to the family photo she happily had. Glass shards stuck threw it spreading holes into the precious memory.

Part of her wished she could be at her Pa's house right now. She did like papa slime but strange things have happened whenever she's visited for the past few weeks. It was as if something didn't want her, as if she didn't belong. Tears fell down her cheeks, she just stayed getting along with Leo and Tallulah. Now someone else is pushing her away.

"Sunny!" She could hear Slime scream almost in terror as he ran in. The slime hybrid immediately scooped his daughter up into his arms.

"Sonething broken again?" Mariana questioned as he quickly entered. Both's faces were both filled with concern for their daughter. Sunny didn't say a word refusing to explain what happened. All she did was hold on to her papa with all her strength.

"Help her back to bed Slime, I'm gonna make sure Pepito wasn't waken up. We will continue our conversation in the morning." Was all Mariana said before leaving.

In a lush cave a girl with cracked glasses was withering in anger. Black and green energy radiating all around her. She seemed to flicker with each breath as she floated above the stone ground.

"W4Y W0NT S4E L3AV3!" She screamed her voice cracking distorted. That stupid girl wouldn't leave the room that was rightfully hers. Atleast that Pepito was a son, though he wanted her parents all to herself. It wasn't fair those two don't feel hated by their parents! It wasn't fair that they didn't have to hide under their cover as the fights were worse and louder! Why couldn't she get that, why couldn't she get that happy family! Why did she have to die! "IT I5 N0T FAIR!? W4Y!? IT'S N0T FAIR!" She screamed in the hollowed cave, her aura spiking around her.

"It isn't fair!" She heard a voice yell back. Flippa glanced to a young pre teen with short curly black hair that went to her shoulders. A purple hat rested on her head matching her over coat. Someone Flippa never got a chance to meet but one she knew somewhat about. "What happened to you wasn't fair!" Tallulah yelled a second time. Flippa stumbled back taken slightly off gaurd.

"WH4T D0 YU0 KN0W 4B0UT F4IR!?" Flippa screamed her voice cracking echoing more than it should.

"I was left alone in an attic forgot about barley found before I died. One of parents busy with important work. My papa possessed by a demon to the point I almost lost him. Life isn't always fair. Yes things have gone lucky at times for me, but I remember when it didn't. You shouldn't of died, energy radiated off that sword when it shouldn't have. They regret it they love you." Tallulah did her best to comfort the angry spirit.

"...TH3Y R3PL4C3D M3..." Flippa varley got out as tge strange aura slowly died down.

"They didn't they were given kids like they were given you. They didn't want them at first scared they'd only cause harm. They sweared they'd treat Pepito and Sunny well because they didn't want to fail someone like again. They hurt you but that doesn't mean you have to hurt them." The older girl spoke with a firm yet understanding tone.

She stepped foward her hands softly glowing with magic as she pulled the ghost into a hug. Her words must of came threw as the strange aura slowly but surely dissipated. It revealed the girls true form a small girl no older than six holding a teddy bear. "You can still see me?" JuannaFlippa questioned.

"I can, now let me show you something." Tallulah offered as she grabbed the girls hand gently.

In the early morning Slime and Mariana sat on their porch as the sun slowly rose. "...I'm sorry her death wasn't your fault...I found her old dresses in the attic yesterday I just miss her..." The green hybrid slowly apologized.

Mariana looked to her husband slowly grabbing his hand. "It's hard for me too...it was my sword...I know we are hurting but fighting will just cause more pain. We promised we wouldn't hurt this second chance." He spoke glancing to the sky. It was nice to have moments like this, happy moments of peace.

"Just scared to let go to forget h-" Slime started to speak. Mariana turned to him putting a finger on her husband's lips.

"Excepting she's dead is different than forgetting about her. We will never forget her, we won't let her soul die." The wife comforted him.

"Promise?" Slime questioned unsure of everything.

"I promiss." He measured him gently. For the first time in a while the pain disappeared from Slime's arm.

Unknown to them someone was watching, actually too were. JuanaFlippa and Tallulah were in a nearby bush listening in. Her parents truly love her, JuanaFlippa couldn't help but smile. There was something she had to do and fast.

When Sunny woke up with a small stretch she noticed all the glass was cleaned up. She assumed mama Mariana cleaned it up. That's when something caught her eye. A new photo was hung up upon the wall in a frame shed never seen before. Like the old one it had Slime, Mariana, Pepito, and her all together.

However two things were different with this one. The most obvious this is it wasn't taken with a camera, a child drew it with crayon. Secondly there was a fifth person standing next to Sunny in it. She was young with glasses and braided pigtails. "Papa! Mama! Come look!" She shouted with a smile on her face.

[dannythedanman]

The Blood-Red Egg

Fandom: Wings of Fire

Word Count: 1,052

Characters: Burn, Smolder, Original Female Character

Relationships: Burn & Smolder, Burn & Original Female Character

Summary: The blood-red egg that is mentioned in burns weirdling tower hatches the night she gets it

CWs: none

A/N: This fic/au is inspired by dragonsheep's agttdw video where she mentioned the idea and I feel in love with it!

Burn whipped a cheap terracotta vase at the wall of the SandWing Stronghold, screaming

"THIS PROPHECY IS NONSENSE! I WON'T LET SOME 9 YEAR OLDS TELL ME HOW OR WHEN I DIE!" She hissed, her tail rattling.

It had just come out that Morrowseer of the NightWings had had a prophecy stating that in 12 years, 5 eggs would hatch on the brightest night, choose a queen to win, and end the war.

Of course, Burn was enraged by this news (like she was by everything else). She knew she was the strongest of her sisters and that she would be the best queen once she picked them off, but now some random dragonets would have the power to decide who won!?

She picked a stray rock of the floor and chucked it out of the nearest window with a grunt. She huffed, watching the rock tumble to the desert floor, unsatisfied with the lame impact it made with the floor.

She whipped around and pointed at the soldier in the entrance of the room.

"You! In 12 years, I want EVERY blood-red egg you can find, DO YOU HEAR ME!?" She screamed, stalking closer to the frightened gaurd.

"Y-y-yes ma'am!" He stammered.

Pathetic.

-●-

12 years later

Burn sat in front of her fish tank in her weirdling tower. The brightest night was near, and she had sent a group of soldiers to go steal the blood-red egg of the prophecy.

It had been a few hours since they had left, and Burn was starting to get impatient. She preoccupied herself by admiring all her other unusual things and fantasizing about how the egg would look when mounted on her makeshift nest.

Suddenly, her gaurds burst into the tower with Smolder in toe. Burn sat up and faced their direction.

"You got the egg?" She asked.

"Yes, my queen. It was near the outskirts of the village, so it was easy to steal." The gaurd who was clutching the egg held it out to her.

Burn cupped the egg in her claws and stared it with bewildered eyes. They weren't kidding when they described the egg as "blood-red." It looked like someone had taken a paintbrush and painted the egg with blood.

"It also seems that MudWings don't gaurd their nests, so that was a plus!" Another one of her gaurds chimed in, disrupting Burn's train of thought.

"How peculiar." She noted, "It's perfect."

The princess strode over to the nest on the platform she had chosen to display the egg and placed it down. She backed away to take a look, and it almost brought tears to her eyes.

"It's perfect!" She yelled excitedly for the second time.

Just then, a crack! echoed across the vast room. Everyone looked around to see what had caused the noise, but it was Burn who had figured out first that the egg was hatching.

This had made the night better than anything Burn could've thought of. She thought about what weird specimen would crawl of the egg. Would it have three eyes? Two tails? Zero wings? The possibilities excited her.

She raced over to the egg and watched it intensly as more and more cracks formed on the red shell over time.

It was customary in most tribes to let the egg hatch by itself, but Burn did peel back a fair bit of the shell.

After what seemed like hours to everyone involved, a tiny MudWing hatchling hobbled out of the shell.

Burn stared at the babbling baby. It looked...normal. It was the regular deep brown color of the MudWings with a slightly lighter set of wings and underbelly and piercing orange eyes.

It was like every other MudWing she had ever seen, and she was mad about it.

"What is this!? WHY would a MudWing hatched from such a STRANGE egg be normal!? I DONT UNDERSTAND!" She shoved her gaurds out of the way and punched the wall.

As she stared at the newly dented wall, she heard the ear-shattering sound of crying. She looked behind her and, lo and behold, that unfortunately-not-defective MudWing was crying.

"Burn, get over here and calm down your 'perfect thing!'" Smolder teased.

Burn whipped her head around at her brother.

"I REFUSE to acknowledge that THING any longer! Take it back to the MudWing kingdom WHERE IT BELONGS WITH ALL OF ITS NORMAL MUDWINGS!" She yelled.

"W-we can't just take it back to the village! Queen Moorhen will know that we stole it and break off her alliance with you!" One of her useless guards said.

"And what if it grows up to be something super weird, and it just hasn't developed it yet as a hatchling!" Another one of her brainless gaurds chimed in.

"Also, 'it' is now a she." Smolder interjected.

Despite how stupid all the dragons in this room were, they did bring up some valid points (all except Smolder, Burn could've figured that out herself).

She strolled over to the STILL WAILING hatchling, picked her up, and laid her over her shoulder.

"Shh, shhhhh, yeah, yeah, just shut up already." Burn tried her best to sound compassionate as she slightly bounced her shoulder up and down to calm the newborn.

The MudWings cries turned to whimpers, then to silence as Burn continued to bounce her.

Burn felt an emotion she hadn't felt in a long time. She couldn't exactly explain it, but her thoughts were something along the lines of "Wow, I just made this tiny thing so happy."

It was probably just pride at how good she was at making dragons bend to her will. It was definitely that.

"Hey, not to interrupt the moment you two are having, but what are you gonna name her?" Smolder asked.

"Uh, I dont know." Burn turned her head to face the gaurds, "You guys! Make up a MudWing name for her!"

The gaurds scrambled to put together a decent name for the hatchling. Shouts of suggestions were laid over one another, but none of them caught Burns attention.

"Terracotta?" A light yellow SandWing gaurd suggested haphazardly.

"TERRACOTTA!" Burn repeated louder, "we should call her Terracotta!"

And just like that, the most important thing in Burn's life had a name. And it was Terracotta.

[impossiblesuitcase]

how do you think tlc couples react to seeing their SO with kids? just in general do you think they'd be good with children? Jacin after learning to let his gaurd down a bit would probably be good w kids

Cinder doesn't mind kids but she's not very confident in knowing how to speak to them. Kai, having been raised to talk to anyone is comfortable with kids and finds it endearing to see Cinder struggle. She does improve over time, but it isn't until she has her own that she learns that kids just need to be treated like a person and you'll figure out the rest as you go. She worries about her ability to be a mother as she had no good examples in her life, so her heart warms when she sees Kai so adept at interacting with kids. It assures her that he'll be there to help her when they have their own.

Cress and Thorne like kids, and kids like them, but they also don't really know what to do with them. Whenever they babysit for their friends and the baby starts crying, they both stare at each other like 'what did we do wrong??' So if they watch each other totally fumble a conversation with a kid, they'll try to help, usually unsuccessfully. Peony teaches them a lot about what a kid actually needs, because if they do something wrong, she'll tell them loud and clear.

Wolf is cautious of children because they are cautious of his big teeth and clawed nails. He doesn't want to scare them. One day he notices some little heads peeking over the fence as he's feeding the chickens. As soon as he looks their way, they duck out of sight. This happens again the next day, and the next, and eventually Wolf works up the courage to go over and ask the three boys if they want to help him. The children quiver with fear, slowly backing away from the big bad wolf. After five seconds, they run. Dejected, Wolf tells Scarlet of his failed attempt. She reassures him that they just need to get to know him. How can they get to know him if they won't get near him? The following day, Wolf is about to feed the chickens when his hears three sets of footsteps scraping up the driveway. Startled, he leaves the chicken feed bucket by the pen and hides. Inside the chicken coop. The boys survey their surroundings--checking for any stray wolves--and head over, tossing the feed to the chicks. "Did they lay any eggs?" wonders one of the boys, who peers into the coop and finds two bright green eyes cloaked in the darkness. The boys scream. "Wait!" Wolf calls as the first one swings the bucket frantically as a weapon. He rushes to get out, banging his head on the awning, causing him to trip on the chicken ramp and splat face first on the ground. Everyone is silent. Even the chickens seem to follow the memo. But, one after the other, the boys start laughing, the chickens cluck along, and Wolf begins to laugh too. Big scary neighbour wolf-man is not actually scary, the boys find, and Scarlet loves to see him so warm and open. Wolf enjoys seeing her telling the kiddos off for treading on her petunias with no doubt in his mind that she will be as loving as his mother had been to him.

Jacin is wary of children at first. But he has to learn to be nice to children in his job, and after a while, it does really rub off on him. Kids can be loud and annoying but also hilarious. Kids are incredibly blunt, and he is too, so he finds he doesn't mind their company. But he has a distance from his patients. When his friends have kids however...Jacin loves them. Kaider's child is technically his relative and so he takes the Uncle designation very seriously. Also being kaider's child means they are very sassy. Sure, he can insult someone, but it hurts way more coming from a kid, and he finds Peony's roasts hilarious. He teaches them facts about the human body and they have the skeletal and muscular system memorised by age 6. And when they're babies, it's a challenge for Kai and Cinder to get their own child back if Jacin is holding them. It warms Winter's heart so much because it reminds her of a younger, carefree Jacin and proves he's still in there underneath the gruffness. Winter is naturally perfect with children as she is with everything, and seeing her with them stirs Jacin's conscience. He's so in the habit of reprimanding himself for dreaming of a future with Winter that it takes a long time for him to embrace it as feasible. However Winter stills struggles mentally, and as perfect as she is with children when she's well, he knows that she will too fragile for a long time for them to commit to having their own. It takes many, many years before he feels that wariness slough away until it eventually doesn't cross his mind at all.

[jdoesea]

Scarlet Blossom

Starwood Technologies, gleamed with lights and signs. From down the hall, with many small offices with people folding papers. Stuffing folders. High heel stable steps down the carpet, to a sectarian. "Hello, Emily, is the boss in?" A pretty woman with glasses, a scar on the right side; the bridge of her nose stopping at her jawline.

Emily nodded, "Yes, he is. However, I would be careful. This is one of THOSE meetings. Please sign to enter."

The woman signs, holding a folder close to her chest. Inside, a long table of businessmen. At the very end, an old man gestured to the statistics of the businesses and low and high results. "Is there anything you need, Lauren?" His face narrowed, his tone cold. The businessmen glance at her.

"It's in, sir." Lauren held up the closed folder, the folder's name EGG. Charles annoyed expression brightened into a smile.

"How's the subject?" A scientist blurred from thick pixie glass.

A woman at the terminal taps the keys, "They have been doing very well. However..." She gets cut off.

"No. We can't afford any waiting. Not with this deadline coming up. One of the bosses pet's are coming." The scientist sighs heavily, scratching his head.

"I see. Well, here's the test results." A drawer opens, she handed over a folder to him. He opens it and walks away.

The woman steps closer to the pixie window, pressing her hand on it. Stepping from the cell, subject 1-01 unknown as Scarlet Blossom.

"You doing ok, Blossom?" Her voice was muffled.

"Hm. What was all that about, Lily?" Blossom had undistinguished appearance of masculine and feminine. Long crimson strands, their hair reaching the thighs. Holding a horse plushie close to them.

"There's gonna be more tests in the next couple of week's Blossom..." Lily leans her head onto the window, sighing loudly. "It's gonna hurt Blossom. And I won't be there as much as I would want too, I'll try too. Be strong, Blossom." She steps back, and heads into her lefts direction.

Blossom turns back, going to sit down on attached bunk bed to the wall.

Blossom is followed alongside four armed guards. Being pushed by amateur scientist, Blossom's limbs are stripped down to rolling walker. Rolling Blossom into a white highly technological room. Having Blossom was guided to be sat in a leaning chair, being stripped down. Needles are pressed in, the screen turns on.

The scientist clicking on the keyboard, a young man with Quiff haircut. He glances over, hearing the door open his eyes narrowed as Lily came in. Medium aged woman, wavy hair to her shoulder with a hair pin of a flower.

"You are?" Said the scientist.

"I'm here to administer the process." Lily walked to table of tools. The scientist glances at the two gaurds infront of the door. Giving a slight nod of confirmation.

Blossom eyes watched him, "Lily! Run!" One of the gaurd took out a syringe and injected a serum. Lily, used a sharp scalpel to stab his leg. And threw a jar containg dark colroed liquid at the other gaurd. She quickly runs out, stumbling around.

The scientist, grunts loudly, "I have to do this quickly." He clicks quickly, the machine taking blood out of Blossom, which becomes translucent. He brought out a remote, and clicking a button or two. He fired bone projectiles at the scientist striking his wrist. "Augh! You little-" He backhands Blossom, he clicks the remote and the facility shuts down. He took the vial and ran out from the room. Alot of panic and screaming happened.

Blossom struggles from the restraints, gritting their teeth. Lily, soon come in, and unlocks the restraints. "Blossom are you okay?" Her hand were shaking.

Blossom nods, "Yeah. He ran out with a vial of blood."

The door opens with those in white clothes, the other subjects. "The other subjects are loose..."

"Treated us so little. With your efforts, did nothing to help. Slow and deliberate." There was 5. She unlocked the final restraints, Blossom put her behind them.

"It's the scientist favorite pet." Subject-23.

"Stand down." Blossom stood infront of her.

One of the subjects shot a lighting blast from their palm. Going through Blossoms chest and striking Lily. Blossom held their hand out, and threw a orb that exploded in bright light spreading sparks everywhere.

Blossom turned to Lily, her chest burned showing the bone. However, to her sides were bullet wounds. "Lily! No..." Placing each of their hand on the wound and burn mark.

Lily, grabs their wrist. "No... Let me rest. I have been tried for too long. For me." Her hand touches Blossom's face clipping on the flower hair pin, "For me. My Scarlet Blossom." Blossom, let's her closes her eye's.

Blossom shoulder get grabbed and thrown into the wall, cracking it. "This bitch got what she deserved." Said the ring leader.

Blossom, appeared behind them and drove their hand through their back. Hardening in defense, "It's gonna take more than that, boy."

"I'm no boy. I'm your god." The skin hardening, soon soften. The hardening skin became transfered to his arm. He pulls the spine out. "You will be under me, run like a coward. Or end up like him." Blossom tossed the spine. The other subjects majority kneeled, one ran away.

[dear-mortality]

The shepherd prince

chapter zero point five: gaurd duty

chapters

characters looks: witchling, tank top and nice new pants, shaved hair, they're a black person and so is their mom, the mom has overall long wavy hair and wears red and gold clothes, many golden ring bracelets.

"can't you do it, mom?" said the young witch, wearing a tank top and a nice pair of pants with short hair while crossing their arms "i would rather work on my spells than babysit the prince again."

"hey wait! that's exactly how i feel! and seeing im your mom my spells are more important. you're 18 now i trust you can keep him busy without dying, you've had MUCH practice and i haven't even come CLOSE to finding a cure so i need to catch up on that." hissed the witchs mom in a demanding tone.

"BUT LAST TIME I TRIED TO FIGHT HIM OFF HE CUT A WHOLE CHUNK OF MY HAIR AND I HAD TO SHAVE IT ALL" the witch yelled while rubbing hair head "i feel cold now whenever the wind blows...."

"you can handle it i believe in you BYYEEEEE" said the witchs mom as she teleported elsewhere by dropping a potion onto the floor, opening a little hole leading to elsewhere.

"WH- MOM!!!.....ugh..." the witchling was not looking forward to watching the prince from the shadows.

as the witchling was sitting on tree, she was watching the prince closely, they saw him stumble, fall and hurt himself doing the chores that bun knew without knowing who ever taught them.

the witchling was displeased with this job, she always said it was "too boring" and that "the prince is simply going about his life, why must we keep the sheep from dying if we have a plan to revive them at some point."

the witchling just couldn't handle the boredom, so they toyied around with the prince a little, they made some grass puppet that looked like a monster run towards the prince to make him run away

but

he didn't run

the 13 year old prince knew only their sheep, and they weren't about to let those go. they grabbed a nearby stone and stood between the sheep and the monster. the witchling was shocked to see such bravery from someone who never even heard of it. she was about to unmake the grass puppet when suddenly something shot it right in its heart.

it was the stone the prince held. the little prince had much power that he had been using for all his chores. but he then used it to protect his herd.

the witchling had their mouth wide open after realizing what the prince is capable of. so they wanted to test how far it can go.

She made more grass puppets coming from every direction to see how the prince would deal. she knew with that much power they couldn't hurt him.

he had very sloppy and heavy moves. he doesn't know how to fight at all. the prince was strong but not exactly sure how to defend himself. so one of the puppets got close and harshly wounded his eyebrow. the witch got carried away and was almost about to go and help him but she knew she couldn't let the prince know there are other people out there for now. the sheep came to the little princes aid and helped him up as his face was full of blood from the deep wound.

the witchling kept watching. she saw the prince doing first aid on himself with the sheep helping him. she saw how he treated the sheep as family. they reminded her of her family.

the witchling kept watching the prince go about his day, setting traps from where the grass monsters came, setting traps on the edge of the woods not too far away from a hill filled with flowers. the prince went to sleep. and the witchling got ready. they put a lot of spells around the place that would be triggered whenever the wolf would come close. egg shaped pieces of wood with magical words carved into them. it was basic spell craft but it was more than enough. the beast left the castle and the witchling led it to her traps. but through the fight she realized that the prince would never do this. hurt innocent lives and devour his own family. she felt bad for him.... awfully bad.

when the fight was over and the sun was about to rise, the beast lazily went back to bed and the prince woke up hungry and thirsty.

the witchling forgot that nobody cooks for him or brings him food. he just kept drinking sheep milk and eating the cheese left in the pantry whenever they'd stop him from eating the sheep. they used a complex spell in their mom's books to make a little river and grow plants he can eat on the daily. She made a note to remind her mom to put more knowledge in his head about plants.

and it worked! the prince was surprised but very grateful.

and in that moment as she saw the prince eat and share some of his food with the sheep around him. the witchling swore she'll help him. and decided she'll keep watching him to know as much as she could about him

She left him a dictionary, it was more like a name book. She wasn't sure if he could read but she left it anyway. so that one day the prince would tell the witch his name.

and until then the young witch will learn and travel to know more about magic, to find a cure for the prince.

the prince kept seeing glimpses of the witchling. until they stopped. the prince never thought of it that much but it will all change when he meets the witchling face to face.

[sorcerous-caress]

I saw you got the Mass Effect collection a while ago and wanted to say a little fun fact that there’s some OG Baldur’s Gate references in ME2 and 3 because Bioware made the first two BG games. I won’t say what they are for spoiler reasons but one of them you’ll get right away. Hope you have fun with ME! It’s one of my favorite RPG franchises

I answered this ask 4 different times but each time tumblr refuses to post it and it comes back to my inbox- I don't even know what to do anymore bc I had to rewrite a long response each time.

If this one gets sent through, I'll try to edit it on the browser to include my actual answer.

Edit: it worked this time around, just my luck.

Okay so, I've never played ME before or heard anything about it, so I'm going in fully blind. I made an earthborn war hero vanguard character.

Bc I like earth, I like being a hero and I like mele characters.

I put the difficulty at vetran so I can add more spice, I might regret it, probably.

My name is shepherd? Like are they sheep and I herd them or? Is this a Mary and the little lambs situation.

Game started and man that is one hot alien, like a zebra! Oh wait that's just white paint on his face-

Why are people being mean to him :( and oh I get dialogue! Hell yeah i will defend my alien friend.

Racism against aliens? In my human galactic civilization game? More likely than you think.

I'm walking around the ship and talking to people, man these guys are really mean to the alien. If Nihlus turns out to be a traitor I wouldn't even blame him, I'd be one too if people talked this much shit behind my back.

Also corporal Jenkins!!! He is so precious omfg. I will protect him with my life and we will spend our honeymoon watching his favourite spykids movies <3

He is talking about being a hero and awful a lot tho- kinda worrying.

A nice small detail is the npc gaurds saluting to me when i walk by, since I'm a commander and all. It's really nice!

Okay I talked to the hot alien again and I think i have a shot with him! Let's fucking go!

We're on the planet, hot alien isn't with my team but hey! At least Jenkins is here.

I'm trying out weapons, I like lance so far. I have shit accuracy so fast fire rate makes up for it. But the controller layout is really confusing, there are 4 different buttons to switch to different weapons but the crouch had to be the awkward joystick press, why?

.

Jenkins died.

:(

:(((((((((

I'm killing everyone I meet.

Rip babygurl, you would've loved lego batman.

Also I can level up now, I'm not sure what any of those skills do or what any of those words mean so I'll throw all my eggs in the charm and intimidation basket until things become too hard to kill.

Maybe then I'll look up a guide and curse my past self.

I met Williams, she seems nice and I let her tag along on my team. I miss Jenkins </3

So far I'm really having fun tho and enjoying the game! Do you have any tips or recommendations? I'd love to hear them. I genuinely am clueless and just waddling around gawking at the surprisingly good graphics for a game this old.

Here is my character btw! She is nb in my heart <3 still I'm glad that we even get the choice to be a woman. The character edit screen reminds me of dark souls character edit.

[crazycoke-addict]

I think I know who where playing in the FNAF VR Help Wanted 2

I've been watching gamers playing FNAF Vr Help Wanted 2 and like everybody else I'm trying to figure out who is the protagonist in this game. We have 3 likely candidates and they are Cassie, Vanessa and Cassie's father. Out of all the people, Cassie's father makes the most sense.

The first clue we have is the games itself. I've noticed that majority of the mini games feel very job related like food preparation for the chica one, it technician for the caurosel and breaker room, first aid etc. In the 1st vr help wanted, the mini games are well-balanced like in one game you can play a night gaurd than on another you're a child fending yourself from animatronics that have broke into your home. While in FNAF Vr help wanted, it's mostly job related.

I've noticed that gamers tend to have a difficult with games like arts and crafts or the beauty salon and I wonder if that was intentional by steel wool to have them feel like they are the main protagonist themselves but also they feel like a kinship to the main protagonist based off being an adult who works in order to support themselves and their family.

The second clue that I believe this is Cassie's father is the 1983 fall fest poster. I do think this also can give us a certain detail on who Cassie's father may be and that we have met him before. 1983 is an important year in the fnaf timeline. It's possible that Cassie's father was one of Michael's friends more specifically the one wearing the bonnie mask. There's a hidden easter egg in the princess quest mini game, you unlock a chest and a bonnie mask will appear. The player states that the mask looks familiar. I think the bonnie mask is to jog the player's memory on what they've done and how their actions have consequences.

Another thing I wanna point out that the bully who wore the Bonnie's mask could be Cassie's father is that they have similar colour schemes.

This may not mean anything. Another clue that I believe we could be playing Cassie's dad is the occupation itself. In Ruin, it is heavily implied that Cassie's dad was an It technician based off the faz wrench that she said it looks like something that her dad had. One of the things that I feel like people doubt that this is Cassie's dad is that the funtime animatronics are around. I don't think it's that far off to be honest, because the question we have to be answered is if the father was one of the bullies than how long where he and Michael were friends.

In sister location, we are playing as an It technician and there have been cases where there isn't just one but rather multiple it technician. Two of them died that we see. I know that we are also playing Michael Afton but because we are theorising that Cassie's father was one of the bullies whom were friends with Michael. Michael probably kept in touch and asked him to help him out because at this point may be he already has experience in technician. Also the funtime animatronics where in the public at one point so he could've went to the Circus Baby's entertainment when it was open for that day.

I can't explain FNAF 6, but there is a quote that Scrap baby and moon say and that is "what makes you so special". I believe if this was Cassie than Moon wouldn't exactly say this since it appeared that Cassie had a good time in daycare and that the daycare attendent did their job well and had a good relationship with both sun and moon. I think when Scrap baby says 'I recognise you' works in both context because Elizabeth Afton whom was possessing Baby would met Michael's friends when she was alive. I think her saying the lines, "what makes you so special" is that the person we are playing is an important person whom both Moon and Scrap Baby have meant many times but are never seen worthy by them. Cassie's father who is unknown character fits this description.

The last clue that I don't think we are playing Cassie is the condition that the glamrock animatronic are in when we play hard mode of their games. When Cassie meets them again, they are in ruin where they look more like skeletons. But in this game, they are in their shattered versions when Gregory destroyed them to get the equipments he needed to upgrade freddy in Security breach. It is most likely that Cassie's father saw them in this condition because they close the mall down after earthquake since in Ruin, it seems like they were cleaning out the Daycare area.

So those are my reasons on why we are playing Cassie's father in FNAF Vr Help Wanted 2.

[lunarthing951]

To Appease All The People Who Want 'What If — Was In The Eggpire' AUs, I Present You This Tumblr Post.

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{ Dream }

• This Senario Would Take Place If The Egg Somehow Broke Him Out Of Pandora's Vault.

• In My Opinion, Dream Wouldn't Change At All, In Fact, He Wouldn't Do Anything. The Egg Would Simply Use His Knowledge Of People And Manipulation Tactics To It's Advantage.

• So With Dream, I Can't Exactly Say Anything Other Than He'd Basically Just Be Someone The Egg Keeps Gaurd Of (Like Skeppy) For It's Own Reasons.

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{ TechnoBlade }

• And Here, We Probably Have The Canonically Most Generally Powerful Person On The Server. 'The Blade'.

• Honestly, I Don't Know How The Egg Could Accomplish This, But If It Could Somehow Get Rid Of The Voices... Techno Probably Wouldn't Stand A Chance Now That He Doesn't Have The Chat To Muffle It.

• How It Keeps Him Under Control? It's... Complicated. It Might Seem Easy, Just Threaten Him With Bringing The Voices Back... But That Won't Work. That Tactic Would Just Make Him Realize How Much Power He Had Over The Voices And The Egg Currently As A Result.

• So... What If It Didn't Threaten Him At All? But Rather, Gave Him The Praise The Voices Wouldn't. Yes, It Would Still Ask For Blood... But It Would Do It Nicely. Yes, Techno Would Probably Give The Egg What It Wants... But Instead Of Demanding More Like The Voices Did, The Egg Would Tell Him He Did A Good Job Doing This For It And Thanking Him For It.

• And Yes, I Admit The Idea Is A Bit Far-Fetched... But If You Look At Everything, It Could Potentially Work!

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{ TommyInnIt }

• Much Like Techno, Tommy Is Someone Who Struggles To Get A Trusted Relationship Of Any Kind. And If He Does, He'll Still Be Very Suspicious. That Combined With The Fact That Almost Everyone Is Treating Him As If Their In A Higher Position Than He Is... Yeah...

• That's Why He Acts The Way He Does. He Wants Attention, He Wants To Be Noticed In A Good Way, He Wants To Make Friendships He Can Rely On... But Nobody Will Let Him, Because He's 'Just A Troublesome Child'.

• Tommy Would Probably Get The Same Treatment Techno Did, Just With A Lot More Compliments And Praise Just Sprinkled In There To Form A Sort-Of Bond With Him.

• This Would Be Tommy's Downfall, Because Dispite His Negative Relationships With The Eggpire In The Past... The Egg Is Being Nice. It Isn't Calling Him A Child, It Isn't Placing Itself Any Higher Than He Is, It's Trying To Be His Friend.

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{ Ph1LzA }

• And Here We Have The Famous Ph1LzA MineCraft, Who... Never Actually Had A Negative Interaction With The Egg Or The Eggpire To My Knowledge.

• Also, According To A YT Video I Found Talking About His Lore, Apparently He Once Called The Vines 'Warm And Cozy' Or Something Like That... Implying He Actually Likes The Blood Vines.

• The Egg And The Eggpire Could Definitely Use This To Their Advantage If They Tried To Recruit Phil At Some Point, Just Taking Advantage Of A Situation Where Phil Is Tired One Day And Getting Him To Rest On A Blood Vine.

• As For How He'd Change... I- I Don't Think He Would. He'd Just Be Using His Dadza Powers For The Egg To Take Advantage Of. Although... I Have A Feeling He'd Be A Lot More Quiet While In Conversation, No Real Reason For It, Just Him Ending Up As A Member That Let's Other's Do The Talking.

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{ Tubbo_ }

• This Is A Bit Of A Strange One, As I Don't Really Have An Idea Of How The Egg Could Get Him On It's Side. However, I'll Still Try My Best For The Sake Of This Tumblr Post.

• Tubbo Is A Character Who Can Easily Be Described As 'Envious' If You Get Your Information Right. No For Anyone In Particular, But Rather To The Safety He Never Had. Snowchester? The Nukes? Platonically Marrying Ranboo For Tax Benifits / Wealth? All Of It Was For A Feeling Of Safety. Safety He Envies For, Because He Never Truely Got It.

• This Is Something The Egg Could Take Advantage Of, Promising Him A Feeling Of Safety For Him All All Of Those He Cares About, Examples Being Tommy, Ranboo, And Michael Although There Is Probably More.

• Changes Wise, He'd Probably Lose At Least A Fifth Of His Usual Chaos Gremlin Energy He Has, Because Most Of It He Had Before Was Because He Wanted To Be Intimidating Or Funny Depending On The Person... But Now, Now He Doesn't Have To Do That Anymore.

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{ Quackity }

• Honestly... I Have No Ideas For Quackity. He Seems To Be The One Most Opposed To The Egg, Probably Even More Than Sam & Puffy. If You Have Any Ideas, Be Sure To Tell Me And I'll Ads It If I Can Agree With It Enough.

• So, For Now, This Will Be Left Blank To Be Edited Later.

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{ Eret } / { FoolishG }

• Eret / Foolish Is Another Strange Case I Don't Really Have Any Ideas For, But I Can Say One Thing... Whoever Doesn't Get Controlled Gets A Different Situation For Both Of Them.

• If Eret Is The One To Be Controlled, Foolish Will Be Inclined To Do Everything In His Power To Free His Friend From The Grasp The Egg Has On Him. Chances Are, He Will Fail... But Even If He Does Succeed, He'll Be Putting A Target On His Back.

• If It's Foolish Who Is Controlled, Eret Might Not Be Able To Do Anything But Watch/Listen. Watch As His Old Friend Who He Doesn't Even Remember Gets Taken Advantage Of And Listen As That Same Forgotten Friend Tries To Reunite Them But In A Seriously Messed Up Way.

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{ Niki Nihachu } / { Jack Manifold }

• Niki & Jack Is Another Duo I Have To Put Together In This List, Because It's Another Situation Just Like The One Above.

• If Niki Gets Controlled, Jack Will Have To Do Everything In His Power To Get Her Back Whilw Niki Does Everything In Her Power To Drag Jack With Her. The Same Happens If Jack Is The One Controlled And Niki Is Left Normal.

• Unlike Eret & Foolish Though, I Do Have An Idea As To How They'd Be Pulled In... Their's And The Egg's Shared Hatred Of Tommy. I Don't Believe I Have To Explain More.

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{ Ranboo }

• Ranboo Is Another Case I Have No Ideas For. He Has Had Barely Any Contact To The Egg That We Really Know And Even Those Interactions Were The Egg Being Mean. It Can't Just Apologize For That And Expect Him To Suddenly Be Under It's Control. That's Not How Ranboo Works.

• So Here, Another Blank Space.

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{ Fundy }

• Fundy Is A Character Very Much Like Tommy, But Very Different All The Same. While Tommy Wants Attention, Fundy Wants Affection. Both In The Parental Way As Shown With Wilbur, Eret, & Philza As Well As The Romantic Way As Shown With Dream. He Wants A Stable Relationship, But Nobody Is Willing To Give Him It... Because He's 'Just A Fluffy Troublemaker'.

• So, In This Senario, The Egg Might Not Have To Do Anything. Rather Than Trying To Parent Fundy Itself, It Could Have The Eggpire Care For Fundy Like Nobody Else Would. And Even While Fundy Hates The Vines With A Passion, This Mentality Would Probably Crumble To The Ground In A Boulder Of Tears With The Care The Eggpire Would Show.

• The Egg Would Give Fundy The Family He Never Had, And In Return, All Fundy Had To Do Was Show His Happy Little Smile To The World.

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Welp, That's All The Ideas I Have For Now. I Hope You Enjoyed Reading This!

^v^

[iooiu]

I will be that one ask for sub Itachi. Spill it I need to know

Oh God Anon you’ve done it now;

- Okay, so, Itachi still massacres his clan and everything, but ends up being given the chance to stay in the village (which is the most important part of this au lol)

-Sasuke still goes through The Night, but after an explanation from Itachi and the Hokage, somehwat understands the situation enough not to want to murder his brother.

-Because of the sensitive information Itachi knows, he is taken off ANBU and put as a regular jounin tasked with accompanying Kakashi on missions (to keep an eye on him).

-Later, when Kakashi recieves Team 7, Itachi is dragged along their training and missons as an obligation.

-Kakashi, being the lazy bum he is, often leaves Itachi with the dirty work that comes with being a sensei; paperwork filed for propery damage, clean-up, and of course, having to supervise basic endurance and chakra training.

-Oh, just a side point; Kakashi is technically suppose to look after Naruto, but only as a gaurd, not a gaurdian, so he knows the ins and outs of Naruto’s life.

-Itachi (poor guy) doesn’t know the first thing about teaching genin, and to make matters worse, his students are crazy.

-Naruto is hyperactive, Sasuke likes annoying Itachi to no end, and Sakura is a know-it-all who has his lessons memorized before he does. 

-I’d also like to mention that Sasuke is a lot less angstier (is that even a word lmao) in this au, because having Itachi continue to raise him (despite not knowing why his clan was slaughtered) is enough to draw out and quench any sort of revenge-oriented delemia (plus he loves his brother to bits, so having him around and knowing he’s ‘innocent’ is easier on his little soul).

-This change of attitude also leads to Sasuke befriending Naruto in a much more healthier environment (rather than sharing pain and trauma and such, though they still do that because come on this is Naruto we’re talking about).

-Sakura’s also a bit changed in the sense that she’s a lot more self reliant. Her training with Tsunade starts a bit after being assigned with Kakashi (she found out her passion for healing after patching up the boys so many times).

-Her dynamic with Ino isn’t, ya know’, as ‘I’m gonna’ get Sasuke-kun as a boyfriend’ oriented either, so their friendship is much more... playful?? Is that the right word???

-Oh, also Itachi finds out that Naruto lives by himself (fuck the third Hokage man,,,) and after seeing the hatred shown by the village, takes Naruto into his care because why the FUCK not. 

-That’s after Sasuke (though he will deny it to his grave) convinces him to let Naruto live with them.

-Kakashi also has a hand in the convincing (because this old man cares)

-Itachi doesn’t go on big missions unless Kakashi’s present, and so he hasn’t actually gone on a proper mission in a while.

-He just gets stuck watching a bunch of twelve-year-olds try to catch a frantic (and quite aggresive) cat.

-Itachi also knows how to cook really well (Sasuke loves his eggs so much so that it’s kind of unhealthy).

-Overall I’ve only really thought up until the chuunin exams with this au, so I have no idea what I’ll do after (and I’m not even going to look at Shippuden yet).

I’m pretty sure that’s not all, but yeah, that’s pretty much the base of it all.

[rainycitysworld]

yamichar: the first time charlotte has breakfast with the black bulls after spending the night at the base. (you and your blog are fantastic

OMG

+sooooo Yami goes out first, only Gordon and Charmy are in the lounge/kitchen. This is usual as Charmy wakes up early to make food for everyone and Gordon might always be up...??????

+coast is clear and gives Char the okay

+Charmy makes them a dank breakfast full of pancakes (blueberry for their guest ofc), potatoes and eggs

+while they eat, Gordon just smiles and reads the paper, he's happy the captain is taking time for himself

+charmy is just happy another mouth gets to eat her cooking

+they're pretty sure they avoided anything too crazy but everyone knew Charlotte slept over and they were just waiting for them to come out

+before they've started eating EVERYONE mysteriously just woke up early and came out for breaky

+luck tries to fight her and magna really just woke up to stop luck from embarrassing the captain too much

+finral just woke up to stare at Charlotte because she's so beautiful

+Noelle and Vanessa are just curious to watch him interact with a girl

+Grey transforms into Charlotte as a compliment but it just seems creepy

+henry watches this all from above

+Asta actually didn't wake up early to see Charlotte, he just had to feed the pets

+but he starts talking to Char like she's an old friend which catching everyone (especially Charlotte) off gaurd

+grey watches from the corner

+Zora, secre and gauche don't wake up though, they don't care

+Yami just sighs, this is why they never come over here

+Charlotte is a bit taken aback but thinks it's sweet how much the bulls care for him

Lol the bulls are kind of the family from shameless, they are not above fighting Charlotte if she breaks Yami's heart

[shereadsandwritesformelanin]

The Baker And Her Actor: part III [The Beach Date!]

Paring: Chris Evans x Black Fem! Reader

Summary: You meet Chris while making a house delivery for the Evans. He can’t get you off his mind and to be honest, neither can you.

Warnings: profanity, sexual content, angst, but overall fluff.

Notes: I hope you guys enjoy! If you have any requests feel free to share those!!

Previous Part(s) → (1) (2)

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“Baby it’s you!”

“You’re the one I love.”

“You’re the one I need!”

“You’re the only one I see!”

“Come in baby it’s you!”

You prance around your kitchen singing your heart out to Beyoncé’s love on top. The past few days you and Chris had been communicating frequently.

It made you feel some type of way and put you in a chipper mood.

Since you had a day off you decided to treat yourself to a nice warm stack of pancakes, fluffy scrambled eggs, and crispy (vegan) bacon.

A perfect way to start a weekend morning.

Flipping the last pancake and plating it you shuffled over to your living room, Haneli hot in persuit.

Today was a relaxation day, and you wanted to watch some quality movies.

Over the past few days of your texting spell with Chris he never much mentioned his work. I mean here and there he brought up but we barley discussed it as if he wasn’t proud.

So this morning you were gonna dedicate this to watching one of his many projects.

��Chris Evans.” You command into your remote.

Error.

“Chris Evans!” You shout

The screen showed many of his different films, all looked absolutely amazing but one stood out amoung them all.

The one where he held a little blonde girl on his shoulder and had a similar scruff on his face.

Gifted.

If the title didn’t grab you the plot definitely did.

“Play gifted.”

“Playing gifted.” Your smart television obeyed.

Just when you were going to trade it in.

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You were just now finishing the movie and you were blown away.

You never thought about how much went into being an actor. Being able to convey those emotions onto the screen allowing the audience to feel them. Chris, he did just that.

Should you text him?

You decide to make the first move. Picking up your phone you click his contact, and begin typing.

Y/n: Goodmorning, I just saw one of your films. It was amazing :).

The Captain: Really, which one? Also goodmorning to you too!

Y/n: Gifted, and of course you’re amazing!

The Captain: Dont make me ink y/n. 💙

Another adorable Disney reference.

Before you could respond, your phone began to ring the contact image of Chris popping up on your screen.

Why was he calling you?!

I mean of course you all had text, but text can be motified unlike phone conversations.

Just answer dumb ass!

“Hello.” You sqeak

“Good morning.” Chris gumbles, it was obvious he’d just woken up by the rasp in his voice.

“H-how are you?” You stammer

“I’m okay just a bit tired.’ He yawns “better now that you’re on the phone.”

You were silence. Butting youre upper lip not sure what to say next.

His flirt game was strong and always caught you off gaurd.

“You there?” Chris questions

“Yes I’m here, sorry. I don’t want to keep you if your sleepy.”

“No it’s okay- I actually wanted to ask you something.” Chris reassures

“What is it?” You muse.

“Will you go on a date with me?’ Maybe tomorrow evening, if that works for you.” Chris queried.

You could have sworn your heart skipped a beat. This was the moment you’d been waiting for but was so terrified of its arrival.

When was the last time you even went on a date?

“Y/n, your making me nervous.”

“Sorry, i’d love to.” You trilled

“Great, pick your up at 7 tomorrow.!” Chris elated.

You could hear his pure excitement through the phone.

Youem were excited but nun the less nervous.

Shit what am I going to wear?

-

Saturday Evening - A.K.A “Date Night”

“Okay so you got this dress and I’m thinking we need to ensintuate your shoulders and colleebones as much as possible.” Kiara explains.

She rushes through Pinterest to find hair inspiration. Some your like some you aren’t quite fond of. You wanted to look your best for him.

“What about this one?” Kiara inquires showing you a beautiful and delicate up-do.

You take her phone to get a better look, zooming in on all the intricate details of the style. “I love it! It definitely screams first date vibes, should I even call it a date or a hang out.” You mumble.

“Girl gets some confidence.’ Kiara lectures. “He asked you on a date because you’re hot and his intrested take it with pride, he’ll love you, and if he doesn’t I do.” Planting a firm kiss on your temple.

“Thanks.” You coo.

Kiara begins to fumble in your hair, pinning it up and fluffing it’s often. “So where is he taking you?’ She quipped. “Somewhere nice I hope.”

“Well he hasn’t exactly told me.”

You feel her stop fiddling around in your hair. “So you don’t know?”

You nod your head.

“Hm, a man of mystery,That should be fun.” Kiara mused.

Shifting weight in your seat from the pressure of sitting for a while, your breath out. “I hope so.”

“Let’s find you something sexy to wear.” Kiara offered.

-

You both decide on a emerald green slip dress and a gold layered necklace, topping it off with a casual leather jacket.

“You look amazing girl, I need a picture.” Kiara praises.

You twirl around posing dramatically with various poses. Kiara snaps pictures hyping you up with each pose you perform.

“Come look at these.” Kiara hypes

Damn you do look good.

“Can you send these to me?”

Kiara nods her head.

Just when you were slipping on your shoes the doorbell rings. Your clock reads 7 o’clock.

Prompt.

You hurry toward the hallway mirror you had hanging on the wall, giving your hair one last fluff before opening the door.

The door swings open and there he was in all his glory.

He looked ravishing.

He wore a silver chain necklace, a black knitted sweater paired with heather grey saude pants and carmel shoes.

He held a bouquet of beautiful flower. Assortments of different pinks, red, and whites.

So he listens.

“Wow, you look stunning.” Chris praises

“You as well.’ I can take those, at least I hope they’re for me.” You giggle

“Oh yes, of course. Can I Uh set them up for you?” Chris ask rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yes.”

You open up the doorway even more allowing him in. Guiding him toward your kitchen. A short trip considering you live in a small loft.

“Vases are up top.” You instruct

Chris nods, reaching up to grab one of your many vases.

When he stretched up his shirt untucked revealing a lower back tattoo.

God this man has tattoos as well.

You couldn’t help but stare not only was it intresting but it was really hot as well.

Chris peaks his head over his shoulder catching your gaze in his peripheral.

Shit.

“See something you like?” Chris teases a cocky smirk painted on his face.

You drop your head biting your bottom lip. You’d been caught and the man sure knows how to make you nervous.

I was starting to believe he did that on purpose.

Suddenly you notice Kiara hiding behind the slight wall that separated the kitchen and the living space.

“What are you doing?!” You mouth.

She smirks. Then begins to suggestively dry hump the air and make satisfied faces. “Introduce me.” She mouths back

You roll you eyes giving in, motioning for her to come over.

She smiles in victory, brushing down her outfit quickly.

“So y/n before you leave- oh I’m sorry I didn’t know you were here.” Kiara lies

From anyone who didn’t know who the actors was in the room, they’d think it was Kiara how well she put on an act.

You stare at her hoping she didn’t go overboard.

“Oh erm, hello.” Chris greeted

“We were just living, Kiki I love you and I see you later!”

You hoped Chris got the message, luckily he did.

He quickly dried his hands, shooting a small smile and wave to Kiara then followed you out your home.

“Which one your?” You ponder.

Beep beep.“That one.”

You watched the interior light of a black mid size audi light up.

Sometime you forget he’s rich. He definitely didn’t like to show, one of the many things you like about him.

“Shall we?” Chris says his arm out for you to interlopp.

You smile up at him gripping his arm, feeling the heat rise up to your cheeks.

-

The car ride was anything but queit. The two of you laughed and told embarrassing stories of your childhoods.

“Wait so you actually peed on a guy in your class in sixth grade?”

“True story, I couldn’t hold it!” You retort giggling

“Wow you beat me.’Chris says. “we are almost there it’s just up this way, one of my favorite things to do.”

“So I get to go to a special place?”

“Must mean something, right.” Chris stated, giving you those damn eyes again.

The way he stared at you with so much sencerity made you crave him even more. He was passionate you could tell.

-

“Okay no peaking.” Chris instructs pilling you out of the car shutting the door after you.

“Okay.” You obeyed.

Chris walked you through a seemingly long and tangled path. His big hands covering your ears the whole time.

Eventually he stopped guiding you and removed his hands.

“Is it safe to open?” You asked softly

“Yes you can open now, even though definitely saw you peaking.” Chris teased

“I was not!” You bicker like a child

Finally you allow your eyes to flutter open. Immediately your jaw drops at what you saw before you.

It was the Boston harborwalk, but lit up. The place looked so alive.

There was everything. Fun games, food, and even a Ferris wheel.

“Chris this is amazing.’ You gasp in excitement. “It’s- it’s beautiful I - can we go now!”

“I figured you’d love it, and yes let’s get going.” Chris spoke holding his hand out for your reach.

You comply shyly intertwining you tiny fingers with his. The heat rising to your cheeks, and the butterflies bubbling in your pit again.

You finally reach the boardwalk. Enamored by all the lights and fun that surrounds you can’t help but bounce from booth to booth like a young child on Christmas Day.

“Slow down dont wanna have to put a lease on you.” Chris pesteres

You playfully slap his chest with the back of your hand.

God he was muscular and firm.

Nope not going there y/n stop.

“Oh hush, this is fun!’ You piped. “What should we do next?”

“I was thinking the Ferris wheel?” Chris suggested.

-

Chris’s Point Of View:

The night wasn’t even close together and it was already going so well.

Y/n was perfect, practically an angel.

I could tell she was breaking out shell, showing more of her personality she’d been so afraid to show me.

It was great. I loved how excited she got about the smallest things, how she was a good sport and didn’t fuss over loosing games.

Through all my relationships I’ve craved to have someone like y/n and here she was and she was so great.

Gosh get a grip meatball can’t be falling in love on date one.

Finally we get up to the top of the Ferris wheel, stopping so we could get a great view of Boston.

I watched as you leaned over on the side just enough not to tip over but to get a good view.

How your y/c eyes lit up just like the city below us, the curls that rested on your forehead dancing in the wind.

Perfect.

I pull out my phone opening the camera settings.

I snap a quick photo of you. You just looked so peaceful.

Shit my flash!

My eyes go wide, embarrassed that I’d just been acting like a certified creep ten seconds ago.

She turns to face me comfusion readable on her face.

“Um y/n I’m sorry I- I just thought you looked beautiful.” I stammered.

She slips her tiny hand into mine giving me a small smile.

“Can I at least see it.” She asks

-

We leave the carnvial to go to another beautiful location I wanted to show y/n.

This could quite literally brighten her night.

“It’s just this way.” I instruct holding her hand helping her down the pathway to the beach.

“Are you taking me somewhere to kill me.” She jokes

“Sweetheart if I wanted to kill you, it would have already been done.”

I hear her let out small chuckle underneath her breath.

She trusted me.

“We’re here.” I announce

Her eyebrows raise as she looks around observing nothing but a bland beach.“We’re where?” She ponders

I pick up a small rock tossing it in my hand. “Okay now you’re scaring me.” She says slowly backing away.

“Don’t be.”

With that I threw the rock down on the sand allowing the bioluminescent plankton to give off their blue hue.

I hear the fimaliar gasp escape y/n’s lips as she’d done all night in excitement.

“Chris! What is this?��she quipped

“Bioluminescent planktons, I discovered these a while back when I was having a not good day and needed a walk. Cheered me up immediately.” I explain

Walking toward my side her eyes never leave the ground. “Wow this is astonishing.” She states

“You wanna see something else?” I ask a devient smirk planted on my face.

“You’re just full of surprises.”

“You have no idea.” I returned.

I grab her hand leading her over to the shoreline. “Take off your shoes.” I instruct

She does just that waiting for further instruction.

“You see this.” I say pointing down to the water.

“See what?”

“This!” I smirk lightly splashing her with water

Please be into it.

I watched as she stood there for a moment, mouth agape wiping the salt water off her face.

My heartbeat sped up hoping she wouldn’t curse me out and storm off.

“Oh really that’s what you wanna do?” She said smirking peeling her leather jacket off.

“Yeah that’s what I wanna do.” I mock rolling my arm and pants legs up.

“Fine but I was I raised off avatar and have a strong belief I’m a waterbender.” She jokes

Finally she splashes me immediately damping my sweater.

I’m impressed that she was able to get the much water on my with her small hands.

I attempt to return the favor but she runs away giggling.

I chase after her effortlessly catching up, scooping her in my arms bridle style.

“Stop, stop I’m sorry put me down.” She stammers laughing loudly.

“Nope only soaking you will do for forgiveness.” I say carrying her to the spot with our belongings.

“But Chris I just had wash day.” She pouts

“Wash day?” I question.

“You’re too cute, and caucasian.” She replied

“Cute huh?” I tease.

There she goes again hanging her head low and avoiding eye contact, she was so adorable.

“You know what I want.” I stays breaking the silence

“What’s that?”

“Ice cream.” I say

-

Finally we pull up at an ice cream parlor that looks like it was plucked straight out of the fifties.

I notice you began to shiver. It was late at night and the cool Boston breeze was now turning into a chilling freeze.

Should I do it? Will she be comfortable?

Making sure not to startle her, I cautiously wrap my arm around her shoulders pulling her into me, hopping to add some type of warmth to her body.

She just smiles up at me leaning her head into my shoulder. She fit into my side like a puzzle. I let the tropical sent of her hair infuse my lungs.

God she smelt great.

We get up to the glass display of ice cream. It was so colorful with so many different assortments of flavors I didn’t know which one to pick.

You were bent over peaking through the glass. Squinting trying to decide which ice cream flavor to choose from.

“Decided yet?” I ask

“I think so, can I have the chunky monkey suprise.” She asks the waitress.

The waitress nods grabbing a warm scooper for dig out your flavor. “What about you. what’s your take?” She asks me retrieving her ice cream.

“I think I’ll have what your having.”

“Good choice.” She playfully sasses

I watch her walk over to grab us a a few napkins and extra spoons.

Thoughtful.

“Sir.” The cashier says holding my ice cream for me. “Sorry, how much?” I ask.

“It’ll be $5.78.” The cashier resports.

I dig into my wallet pulling out one of my many cards handing it over to the cashier.

I felt your brown eyes burning into me, watching me.

I wasn’t sure if it was a good thing that you were or a bad thing that you were.

“Let’s go, it late and im sure you work tomorrow.”

“Yes I do.” She mutters almost pouting.

We walk to my car. Reaching it I press the unlock butting watching the inside light up.

[CLICK FOR Part III CONTINUED HERE!]

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Twin Snowflakes pt7: People

The sun was finally out in full force to wake everyone up. Schnee manor began to have the sweet aroma of coffee and breakfast for two at this hour. The scent eventually found it’s way to the master bedroom where Weiss stood in front of a mirror to brush her short hair. She would never admit but sometimes it felt like that decision was a better one than marrying Jaune. Then again, the only reason it was cut was because the kids consistent pulling on it when they were small; kids that he helped give her. A smile crept onto her face as the thought lingered. There would never be a day saying things like “my kids” or “my husband” didn’t fill her with absolute joy. Without them then she would’ve known just how different a household could be from her own.

Weiss opened the door with a pep in her step; still in sleeping gown since her plans for today was enjoy a day off and clean up a bit since Jaune typically has the place spotless before she comes home. Today she would’ve cooked for him but that never ends well with the first attempt. Not like there was a need to rush though. After all, school started again so the kids aren’t home.

Weiss:*walks into kitchen*Good morning my beautiful hus-

Jaune:*Flipping pancakes* Hey hun.

Summer:*eating pancakes*.........

Weiss:........

Summer:Hey........mom, hehehehe.

Weiss:Summer sweetie, you do know school started again today right?

Summer:Yeah I uuhhh, chose to skip?

Weiss:.......

Weiss:*walks away* I’m getting the wig.

Summer:Please don’t!!!!

Weiss:Too late!!!!

The sound of her mothers footsteps quickly travel back to the room, much to Summer’s dismay. A drawn out sigh of anxiousness leaves her lungs as Jaune slowly puts more pancakes on her plate.

Jaune:Enjoy your last meal.

Summer:Dad please talk her down.

Jaune:You knee what you were getting into by choosing to skip.

Summer:I can’t help that school sucks!

Jaune:Doesn’t mean you should skip. Nicholas isn’t a fan of school either but he goes.

Summer:Nicholas loved by everyone who isn’t jealous of him. I mean he’s on his way to being valedictorian and all combat schools mail him constantly. He basically runs the school; good practice for a future leader I guess.

Jaune:Last time I checked you sort of run the radio station and we had to install a mailbox just for your fan mail.

Summer:Not all that mail is nice mail and it is not my fault the people of Atlas decided to make that train wreck of a song the top 25 this year.

Jaune:I like your new song.

Summer:Ugh, I still think I repeat a verse one too many times, I could’ve held some notes a little longer and don’t even get me started on how I should’ve gone grand piano instead of regular one. There’s not enough weight in the-

Jaune:You know, maybe I don’t have a pair of twins in my house. I’m starting to think Weiss really wanted a girl and just cloned herself.

Summer:*snickering* I’m trying to be serious here!

Jaune:I am too! If it weren’t for those dazzling Arc blue eyes of yours then I don’t think I could say I contributed anything to the gene pool.

Summer:Last time I checked, I had a good sense a humor.

Jaune:Awww sweetheart. It was nice to be your father.

Summer:Wh-

Tension at the base of her ponytail began to build up. She could feel the nimble fingers barely graze her scalp as she gently tilted her head up to to see scarlet eyes meet hers; black hair tickled Summer’s nose ever so slightly.

Bleiss:Care to explain why only half the children I painfully pushed out of my body are in school right now?

Summer:Oh......ya know........stuff?

Bleiss:.......I will give you one more shot before I chew into you.

Summer:....Physical exams, I didn’t want them all to see my scars....

Bleiss:.....That’s umm, hard to chastise you about. *lets go* Be that as it may, avoiding that problem won’t help you grades.

Summer:I know but the girls....

Bleiss:Fuck em...

Jaune:Hey, reel it in a bit Bleiss.

Bleiss:No! If someone is being disgusting to my kid can go fuck off. *crosses arms* They have no right to make her feel bad and you know it!

If Weiss was like a mother duck, then Bleiss would be a mother goose. Both go a bit feral over their kids but one of them had no problem being as loud and aggressive as it takes to get the point across. It was a bit comforting, yet completely terrifying. A Schnee without inhibition or a filter is a dangerous thing as Summer has come to learn about her family. Strangely that knowledge made her feel better about herself; they were all a little different. It just so happened that she was more different than the rest and unfortunately it also made her more dangerous. Her hands rest in her lap as she looks down at it and speaks softly. Both parents were caught off gaurd and puzzled by it.

Summer:I’m sorry I skipped school. My nerves, they got the better of me.I know better.

Bleiss:.....*looks at Jaune*

Jaune:*shurgs* What? You’re the one who wanted to punish her. I made her breakfast.

Bleiss:Sigh, fair point.

She reaches for Summer’s hands and has her stand up. The two look at each other eye to eye. Bleiss can’t help but to inspect the girl from top to bottom; hard to believe that her own daughter was already a bit taller than her. Not just that however, Summer radiated a maturity about her that most teens could only wish for at their age. Unfortunately that maturity also brought along so, so many insecurities and thoughts that weighed the child down. Seeing her try to march through them like a trooper made both Jaune and Weiss proud as parents but also very sad that it’s a problem in the first place. Is being upset with her really the best option?

Bleiss:Your punishment is.....fresh air.

Jaune:What?

Summer:I’m with him, what?

Bleiss:You heard me. I don’t feel like taking you to school who knows how many classes you’ll miss if you walked there now. However, I’m not just gonna let you lay around all day so bundle up and go see a movie or sit at the park. Just stay out until school is over.

Summer:......Thanks mom *hugs her*

Bleiss:*red* Don’t expect this treatment tomorrow. Also you have 15 minutes to go before you might hear something you don’t like. It’s my day off and I intend to kiss your father repeatedly.

Summer:And that’s my que to leave! Don’t need my stomach to be flipping pancakes too.*walks off*

Bleiss:Better run! You have 14 minutes left before things get gross! Isn’t that right my handsome king? *rubs his face*

Jaune:*grabs her waist* I’m not sure if I can wait that long my queen.

Bleiss:Ooohhh I love it when you’re impatient for me.

*aggressive door opening and clothes fumbling for down the hall*

Jaune:That got her motivated. Your getting a little soft aren’t you?

Bleiss:Pfft I have no idea what you’re talking about. It’s early and I guess I’m just feeling a bit generous. Speaking of soft. *tracing his upper leg* I’m a little disappointed you still are.

Jaune:Well I still want breakfast first.

Bleiss:Tease...

Jaune:Me? All I’ve done is-

Bleiss:Be my dream come true? A handsome one at that.

Jaune:*blushing*........

Bleiss:You know....I’m a bit hungry too. *rubbing his chest* care to feed me? Countless missions away from home has made me appreciate you even more.

Jaune:Is....cough that so?

Bleiss:Yeah, you always make me full...*leans in*

Somehow Bleiss always knew how to say just the right things. Jaune was not about to lose composure and scar is daughter possibly. He glided his fingers up is beautiful wife’s figure and stopped at the left side of her face. Right as she went for a kiss he slid the wig off. The two stared at each other before Weiss smiled smugly and gave him a peck on the lips.

Weiss:*giggles* Couldn’t take the heat? You love it when I get into the zone like that. All those internal thoughts coming out unapologetically.

Jaune:Yeah well I need those thoughts of yours to pump the brakes for roughly ten more minutes.

Weiss:Just enough time for you to make me some pancakes.

Jaune:No problem, how do you want your eggs?

Weiss:Ask me in like 10 minutes. *blushing*

He playfully rolls his eyes and pulls her into a loving kiss.

xxx

[Prinipals office]

Nick:So Mr. Coal, what’s this all about? *sits down*

Flynt:I’m just wanted to touch base with ya before you finish up this school year. You’ve done a lot of good and keep trucking along. Not many students cast as wide as a net when it comes to school participation.

Nick:You know me, I like to keep moving ahead and all that hehehe. Lots to do, lots a people always watching. *rubs head*

Flynt:Eh, let them watch. I wanted to let you know not to run yourself too hard now. The tournament requires plenty of rest as well as practice. No doubt you’re doing one of those things. Make sure you’re getting the other.

Nick:No worries! I got the stamina of an Arc in my veins! Someone has to make sure things like the play, meetings, decorations, sports arrangem-

Flynt:*grabs his shoulders*..........

Nick:.......

Flynt:Remember that exercise I told you about? The one that my wife uses?

Nick:The breathing one right? *closes his eyes*

His chest rises as he slowly takes a deep breath and holds it. His mind focusing on the core of what he’s thinking about before exhaling all the air out and opening his eyes.

Nick:People expect greatness from me so I will achieve it. Not just because it’s a responsibility, but because helping where I can gives others an easier time. Wow, that was a load off my chest.

Flynt:I bet. Please remember that the other student council members are capable of doing more than what they’re doing now? You got a good heart kid like your pops and your mother. But the world as you know it can take a few more moments of you taking it slow. Speaking of which.....

Nick:Summer isn’t feeling well and will be here tomorrow, I promise.

Flynt:I hope so. I take no joy from failing bright and talented minds. I think the both of you need to take a page from each other’s books.

Nick:I’ll take that up for consideration. Now if you excuse me, there’s a meeting I’m late for. *walks to door*

Flynt:.....It’s a noble thing you’re doing. Being front and center to everyone constantly so she doesn’t have to be.

Nick:......Not sure what you mean. I just like the spotlight and benefits of popularity. It’s called networking. *leaves*

Flynt:Hmph, he should use those connections to learn how to lie.

Normally a model student should obey even the tiniest rules but Nicholas was in a hurry. Classes had already started so who was gonna call him out on running down the halls? Faculty should be proud to see his commitment of anything. In no time at all he made his way into a barren room with a white board, a rectangular table, and about a dozen kids his age sitting around it. One of them was a tan, blue haired woman holding a marker. Her gold eyes shot like daggers into his as he walked in. Nicholas couldn’t help but notice how her arms crossed over her white button up uniform shirt and the way her legs tapped; messing up the gray skirt. Across the table was Valerie with her head resting on her hands as she tried to look vaguely interested.

Eliza:About time you showed up! This was supposed to be a meeting between all main council members but I had to walk all the way down to the science room and get your Vice President!

Valerie:May I go now?

Eliza:No! You might as well stay. Never know when the King of Almanac Academy well up in vanish again.

Nick:Please, I’m not the king of anything and cut me some slack. The principal wanted me.

Valerie:What!? Everything okay? *sits up*

Nick:You know him, always checking up on students. Might as well have a second office in the band room sense he’s there. Anyways, what’s with the meeting? Something happen to the boiler room again? I can only by so many parts for that train wreck.

Eliza:Not why I called you but yes, hot water is only room temperature at the moment. I think it’s just because of the winter break. What I called you all in here for is for play production ideas during the tournament. It’ll be televised so-

Valerie:You interrupted my science test to help with play ideas!?

Eliza:Considering how you looked liked you wanted to die, you should be thanking me.

Nick:That hard huh?

Valerie:The smart kid in our class snapped his pencil and walked out.

Nick:Wow, if Ira is having trouble then I’m scared.

Eliza:Focus! Fighting isn’t the only reason people tune in. All the other competitions show’s what we’re about as a school. The play has to be perfect!

Multiple people started rapid firing ideas.

“The Snow Queen!!!”

“A Christmas Carol!!!”

“The Wizard of Oz!”

“Phantom of the Opera!”

“Lord of the Rings!”

Eliza:No, too cheesy, overdone, too dramatic, and entirely too long. I do like the idea of a musical though. Nicholas, is there by any chance.

Nick:There’s no way you’re going to get my sister to sing on stage and fight in a tournament on the same day.

Eliza:Not even if I bribe her?

Valerie:They’re rich......

Eliza:Ugh, Schnees and all their excess money.

Nick:Pfft, Marigolds and their constant whining. *smirks*

Eliza:*glares* Ooooo you’re lucky you’re cute and important. Got any idea Mr.President?

Nick:Hmmm, Tell the story Remnant itself. The two gods, Salem and Ozma; that’s still getting a shock factor.

Eliza:Yeah but there’s so many holes in it. *slumps in chair* Hard to make it cohesive with so many things nobody knows.

Nick:That’s what makes it interesting. Focus on the love and connections between all of them that leads to betrayal, and we’ll fill in wholes with information I can gather and inferences.

Valerie:Oh! I wanna help get info!

Eliza:......This sounds like an excuse for you to try to sneak into Atlas again for info.

Nick and Valerie:And?

Eliza:Sigh, fine then. But if nothing good comes out of it then you gotta convince your sister to sing okay?

Nick:I can promise I’ll try. *holds our hand*

Eliza:That’s all I’m getting out of you aren’t I? *shakes hand*

Nick:Smart and pretty. Dependable as usual.

Eliza:*blushing* I hope the gaurds jump you at the gate. Meeting is over everyone.

Valerie:Finally. *stands up* Well, back to the worst class ever.

Nick:Remember to check the back of the pages of questions before you turn it in. *leaves*

Valerie:Pfft like I would make mistake, twice.

Eliza:Gods you’d be screwed without him.

Valerie:As if! Unlike him, top shelves aren’t a problem for me. Besides, I always help when he asks.

Eliza:Still, he sure is something else. Vice President must be easy when the one above you catches all the problems his way. Even the split second ones. Must make life simple. His back must be pretty broad with all that responsibility he carriers. Almost like a knight.

Valerie:Keep it in your pants El. *walking away*

Eliza:*blushing* That’s not what I.....go to class!!!

Valerie:Don’t take me out of it then. *closes door*.........hmph.

She quietly lets go of the door knob and walks down the hall. Valerie couldn’t help but think about the walk to school just awhile ago. It’s hard to deny that he’s almost always on top of his game. That’s what made him so great in her eyes. They pushed each other or, maybe he just pushes her? Either way, it’s not like she needed him to watch her back; especially in a fight. A knight of any kind wasn’t needed. Knights are for princesses and other people who need help. Friends just help friends is all. At the very end of it she notices a poster above a door slowly peeling of the brick wall and Nicholas looking at it. A small smile starts to form.

Valerie:N-

He jumps up and pulls the rest of it off. Instead of putting it on the wall he just places it on the actual door. Satisfied with his work, he turns down the corner and disappears from sight.

Valerie:......

Part 6

[fatandnerdy30]

Little Orphan Spider Chapter 5

Monday morning was a good one for Peter. After talking to Ned, he felt calmer and was able to get some sleep. So, with a yawn, the boy got dressed and chucked shoes on when he heard a knock and Mr. Martin poked his head in.

"Morning, new Intern!" the man said with a happy smile. Peter jumped at that. It was today!? "Oh shi-oot!" he corrected at a look from the home's director. "I completely forgot about the internship!" Now excitement and terror fluttered through his heart, but the boy couldn't keep a smile from his face. "That's good! Breakfast is being served right now, so hurry up, or you won't get your usual amount. I seriously don't know where you put all that food," he said good naturedly. "Well, growing boys and all that." Peter grabbed his bag, checked his web shooters were there, and headed downstairs. As usual the 'cafeteria' was packed full, all the boy's talking about their classes, or just goofing off. It made Peter smile, but it also hurt his too sensitive ears. He had to know if there was a way to turn down his hearing, or if it would stay like this forever. Getting online, he smiled at the cook, who winked at him and gave him a huge helping of oatmeal with three slices of toast and a big scoopful of eggs. Peter downed the school-type food in minutes and took off, following a few of the boys that were going to school. The minute the brunette walked into the hallway, he noticed everyone was staring at him. At first he thought there was something on his face, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. But, when nothing came off, he had to wonder what they were all staring at until he saw Ned talking to MJ. MJ was a pretty girl, with curly brown hair and eyes that shone like topaz in the sun. But, Peter didn't like her at all. Nope. So when he got closer, and Ned turned, he smiled at them both. "Hey loser," MJ said with a smile. "Hey yourself. How was your weekend?" Peter felt a familial connection with his two friends, and felt like he could be himself with them no matter what. But, that wasn't all the way true. MJ didn't know his secret, so he still had to be careful. "Protested for women's rights," the girl said, pulling a book out for homeroom. "Played Counter Strike," Ned lied. He was helping Peter all weekend with his patrolling. The bell rang and the trio made their way to their first class, and sat together. The class went by fast, the two boys arguing about who was the better Anakin, but decided to call it a draw when the bell rang. "See you, losers," MJ said with a smirk, shaking her head at the boy's antics. But, that frown turned into a frown when she noticed Flash coming towards them. He had a look on his face that was meant for his target; Peter Parker. Peter's senses tingled, but he didn't dodge the punch that was aimed at his back and let it hit him, crying out when his kidney took the brunt of the force. "Hey Penis! Getting ready for your fake internship?" the bully smirked, pushing the boy into a locker. "I'm sure the whole school's gonna want proof. So, maybe you can get the Avenger's autographs, huh?" He smiled evilly. "Or, maybe one of them will take you in! Awww, little Orphan will finally have a mommy and daddy! Or, they'll see how dumb you are and kick you out on the first day." With a final puch, the bully left, his friends laughing around him. Peter was boiling at the bully's words. Even though he was used to them, he still let them get to him sometimes. The bell rang and Peter forced himself to calm down. "Come on, guys, we'll be late." He walked away from his friends, head hanging as he walked towards his next class. After that, Flash left him alone, mostly. At lunch Ned continued their Star Wars debate, which was quickly settled when MJ threw a roll at both their heads and calling them 'super nerds'. Flash was still bothering his victim during the day,  calling Peter Orphan instead of using the boy's name, but the brunette refused to listen. When Chemistry class finally came, Peter felt relaxed and sat at the table in front of the beakers and Bunsen burners. This was his world, his calling. So when the teacher started droning on about a new chemical compound they were making, Peter was busy mixing more spider webbing in the bottom drawer of the desk, making sure to take notes as well as mix. Once the class was finished, Peter quickly put his mixture into a brown bottle and slipped it into his backpack. Chemistry was the last class for the day, and then he was free....but he wasn't. Peter longed to be above the buildings as he usually was after school. But, he was still excited to be going to his internship, even if he wished he were going through the air, it was still pretty cool. Peter stepped off the subway at the bottom of Stark Tower and had to stare up at it. It was so beautiful, with the sun bouncing off all its windows....he had to wonder what it would be like to just hang off the top and see everything. He had been wanting to do so for the longest time, but with Mr. Stark on his tail recently, he didn't want to chance it. So, he had to go in through the front door. The boy walked through the automatic doors and had an automatic geek-gasm. Technology was all over the place, from the walls to the scanners, an Irish voice coming from each one after she had finished scanning each person. "This is so cool," he whispered. He wasn't looking where he was going, when suddenly he walked into what he could have sworn was a wall wearing clothes, but when he looked up, he stared into a frowning face. "School tours aren't scheduled," the slightly chunky man said in a firm voice. "O-oh! I know, um...I'm here for the, uh, the internship? Y'know, Peter Parker.." He waved at the last part. The man didn't move, just continued to stare at him, until Peter got his school ID out, showing it to the living wall. "Here? See? Peter Parker..." He flashed a smile, then it disappeared. "Front desk," the man said, his voice still firm. "Okay! Thanks!" 'Geeze that guy was happy,' he thought as he walked towards the front desk. "Bag," another security gaurd said suddenly, pointing towards the scanners. "Oh, oh yeah. Here ya go." The teen gave his bag over, glad he didn't have his spider-suit now, and walked through the scanners, waiting for a moment while the blue light ran over his body. "Clear. Oh, and congratulations on starting your internship, Peter Parker," the voice said, making the boy smile. "Thanks, scanner lady!" He grabbed his bag once it was cleared and walked to the desk. "Hi, I'm-" "Yeah, I heard Friday. So, you're the kid everyone's talking about, huh?" The blonde woman smiled, making Peter blush cutely. "Adorable. You already have an ID made." She handed over said card and gave the boy a wink, making him turn even redder. "Good luck, hun." Peter nodded and left, his face hot as he got into the elevators with a bunch of suit wearing adults. That's when it hit him, he didn't even know where to go! He was about to call out to the desk lady, but the doors closed at that moment and the elevator started moving. Peter looked around nervously, wanting to ask one of the adults, but they were all on their phones and he didn't want to bother them. So, he just rode the elevator with them until they all got off and followed them. He looked around for someone to ask, but he couldn't find anyone. So, he walked down the hall a little bit until he came across what looked like a gym. Seeing people inside, he peeked his head in. "Excuse me?" he called quietly, and nothing. "Excuse me!" he called a little louder and waited. Finally the people in the gym stopped what they were doing and Peter found himself staring at three Avengers. He stiffened when he noticed Hawk-Eye and Captain America staring at him, his face going white. "What's a kid doing here?" Steve asked Clint, who shrugged. "Damned if I know. Hey, kid? You lost?" It took a minute for the kid to nod and the man had to smile. This kid was cute. "What are you looking for?" "Um..I'm looking for the, uh, the in-intern labs? I st-start today.." Steve furrowed his brow. That voice...it sounded so familiar, but he couldn't place it. "Wait, intern? How old are you kid?" Clint put his staff down and walked over to the boy, noticing how he flinched back. "Um, I'm in high school....but, here's my ID! I, I just didn't know where to go." Peter blushed. He couldn't believe he was this nervous, when he'd already met Hawk-Eye, even though the man didn't know it. "I got lost, and there was no one to ask." "Why didn't you just ask Friday?" the archer asked, his brow quirked. "Leave him alone, Clint. He's just a kid on his first day, I'm sure he's nervous. Friday?" "Yes, Mr. Rogers?" the AI answered. "Can you please tell-what's your name?" "Peter," the boy answered quickly. "Peter here where the intern labs are?" "Of course, Mr. Rogers. Please go to the elevators, Mr. Parker. I will take you to the correct floor." Peter was about to leave, when he turned back, his face heating up again. "Thanks, Captain, sir. Have a good day." and he hurried down the corridor back to the elevators, knowing full well the two were still watching him. "I didn't know we were hiring kids," Clint said, shaking his head. "How old is he, twelve?" Steve chuckled. "He has to be pretty smart for Tony to take him on in any way. Just leave it at that," he said and walked back to the weights. "Intern labs," Friday's voice told Peter. "Thanks...Ms. Friday, was it?" "That is correct, Mr. Parker." "Oh, you can call me Peter, if you want Ms. Friday. Thank you so much for bringing me here." "You're very welcome, Peter. Have a great first day." "Thanks Ms. Friday! Talk to you later!" Peter rushed out of the elevator and into the lab just as it turned three-thirty, panting from having ran all the way. "Hello?" he called. A second later, a blonde woman came out from behind a machine and her eyes turned quizzical. "Hello, sweetie. Are you lost?" Peter was getting so tired of hearing that today. "No, ma'am. I'm here for the internship?" The boy held up his pass. "Peter Parker. It's my first day." It took a minute for the woman's face to light up. "Oh, you're adorable!" she squealed, running over to him. "I'm Gwen Stacey, Peter. It's nice to meet you." Instead of shaking his hand, she reached out a hand to ruffle the head full of curls, giggling as the boy made a face. "I'm glad you made it on time. I was starting to worry." "Oh, yeah...I got a little lost," Peter hurriedly said, then blanched. Why did he tell her that? Why couldn't he made something up that sounded cooler? "You too, huh? I admit, even I get lost in this building still. It's just too big!" Gwen lead the boy over to a station and pointed to a lab station, fully equipped with everything Peter had been wanting. "So here's where you'll be working, though, I will tell you, Mr. Stark made your project himself." At that Peter almost fell over. "Wh-what?!" he cried, his eyes getting to the size of dinner plates. "Yeah. He told me he called it the 'Baby Monitor'. It's just because you're so young, he didn't want you getting into the more advanced or dangerous projects." Peter's happiness ended right there. He made a face and groaned. Why did everyone have to make his age a thing? He could handle more advanced things... "I'll leave you to get settled. The coats are over there, but I don't think we'll have any that fit you, though...." Gwen tapped her pen to her lip. "But, I'm sure we can come up with something, so just take the smallest one for today." Gwen turned when she heard a voice calling her and sighed. "I have to go, but just have fun, okay?" She ruffled the boy's curls again and walked off. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tony Stark was angry. No, he was more than angry. He was pissed off. Fury had called him, reprimanding him for not getting the annoying spider on their side yet, or even finding out who he was...which was also getting on Tony's nerves. He had been trying to find out for months who the man was, but every plan he made, every drone he sent after the crime fighter, was dodged or foiled. He couldn't explain it. He pulled up a video of his last encounter with the spider and examined it. It seemed as if the small man knew exactly where Tony's drones were coming from without looking. So, he must have a radar, right? Or, could it be something else? Tony looked over the footage again and again, but each time left him further from any clues, and it was starting to get to him. "Tony? You okay?" The man turned to see his fiancee standing in the doorway, a cup of coffee in her hands. She walked over to him and handed the mug to him, looking at the video. "Spider-Man again, huh? Any luck?" Stark groaned, letting his head hit the table, wincing at the pain. "Not a single fucking thing....and I'm getting angry. Fury's been up my ass about this for weeks now, demanding I find out who this guy is, or at least turn him over to our side....but every time I try, the guy tells me the same thing." Pepper made a sympathetic noise, her fingers running through his hair. "Then why not tell Nick that the guy doesn't want to join and leave it at that?" Tony gave her a look from the table that screamed 'hell no'. "Why? Because it's personal now. I will find out who this guy is one way or another." Now his stubborn pride was getting in the way, but Tony didn't care. When he set his mind to something, he didn't let it go. The man sat up and sipped his coffee. "But, what do you need? Besides to bask in the glory that is me?" Pepper rolled her eyes at that comment. "This came from the King of Jordan today, about the little 'incident' that happened in his country that's now worldwide news?" She handed her fiancee the tablet which already had the article on the front page. "I have no memory of this, so it didn't happen. Tell Air Jordan that I was simply on vacation with my beautiful fiancee and I have no recollection of it besides the glorious moments in the bedroom." The strawberry blonde smiled and smacked his shoulder. "He wants a formal apology for destroying a temple, and as your CEO, the public also needs something that says you care, because that temple was being made into an orphanage." At that, Tony had a spark of guilt. "Then, apologize for it, and send the country some money to make a better place for the kids." Pepper shook her head. "Nope, not good enough. We have to show the world that you care about the children of the world, and throwing money at them isn't enough." Tony didn't like where this was going. "No...no, no, you know how I feel about kids. They get messy and their hands are always sticky, plus, how am I supposed to take care of a kid when I need parental supervision?" Pepper laughed. "I agree with that, but this has to be done. I'll make sure it's an older child that can take care of themselves, you'll be there to offer some guidance and a job once the month is over. Unless, you wind up wanting to adopt the child." She giggled at the face her fiancee made and shook her head. "Who knows, fatherhood may do you some good. I'll make the announcement and all the arrangements. You will have to keep the child for at least two months." Stark groaned at that, but then something clicked. "Hold on...the new intern. I remember reading something about him...Friday, pull up the file on the new intern." "Yes, boss," the Irish AI said, putting said file up on Tony's desk. The man's eyes read the boy's information and he clapped his hands. "Yes! This, this is the kid, definitely. Plus, he's a little genius, so it will be like talking to a past me." Pepper walked over and made a noise at the boy's picture. "He's adorable! Look at those curls! Ok, I'll make the arrangements." She kissed Tony on the cheek, feeling his rough stubble against her lips. "I'm sure he'll be great, Tony," and she walked out, already pulling out her phone to set things up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Peter had logged onto his monitor and the first thing to show on the screen was the screen saver, which was a large pacifier installed with a baby crying. The boy's face went red as the other interns laughed at their own stations. He swore Mr. Stark was just trying to kill him of embarrassment. Clicking off the screen, he logged in, creating a password he would remember, and got straight to work on his first project. It seemed easy to do, create a system firewall. So, he set to work, trying to code in an algorithm, but he was denied at every turn. What the heck? He tried again, when suddenly Friday's voice came from his station. "I'm sorry, Peter, but that is certain programming is off limits for the Baby Monitor file." Peter groaned. How did Mr. Stark expect to get things done? But, then he had an idea. "Ms. Friday? I'll need your cooperation, if that's okay? I want to override at least a few of the 'protocols' in my file so I can work some projects. Can you help me?" The AI was quiet for a minute. "I don't think that's a good idea, Peter. Mr. Stark has made this system to keep you safe." "Yes, but I've been doing more complex algorithms in school for years now. Please? I want to impress Mr. Stark, show him what I can do." "Fine. But I will inform Boss on what you are doing." "No! At least, not yet. Let me get this done, then you can tell him?" He looked at his monitor with big, brown puppy eyes. "Please Ms. Friday?" "Fine. I will help you, but I will inform the Boss when it's complete." The boy smiled and hacked into the system, finding his protocol file. He wished Ned were here, this was more his thing, but he had to do this alone. So, hacking into the folder, he found the level of security and balked. He was at a zero? How old did Mr. Stark think he was? Shaking his head, Peter changed them all to level two's, to keep Ms. Friday off his back, and backed out. "Okay, done. Thank you, Ms. Friday!" "I still do not approve, Peter." "I know, but I had to do something!" With that, he got to work on the firewall, now so more challenging than it had been with the lowered security level. When he was finished, he had a full firewall in place, protecting all of his future work. He smiled happily as he double checked his work before pushing back, looking around the room for Ms. Stacey. When he found her, she was in a group that was arguing over something. Curious, the boy got up and walked over, peering over one of the older intern's shoulders. Oh, they were fighting about how to figure out a problem. He studied the equation for the chemical compound, completely in his element before going over to an empty board, still unnoticed by the group. He wrote down the problem, studied it for a moment, then got to work on it. Ten minutes later he was standing in front of a fully solved equation. "Uh, hey guys? Is-is this what you were fighting over?" Gwen turned and looked at the whiteboard with a stunned expression. "Oh my God!" she ran over to the board, her eyes flitting to everything. "This is....you solved it!" She gave Peter a hug, which in turn made the boy blush a bright red. "Oh, this is going to make Mr. Stark so happy! And, once he finds out you solved it, he'll definitely want to meet you! Oh, exciting!" She went back to her group, who were all giving Peter a thumbs up, which the boy blushed harder at, and he scurried back to his station alone.