#*mine now; ocs will soon be created

[mrfandomwars]

Alphabet

Okay so, anyone close to me knows that I don't... like the bad batch, that I even exclude them from basically every single of my aus (with exception of like, one but that was created Before i grew to be beyond neutral over them) and that I mostly caught bits of their lore via either reading the woookiepedia and ending up on a rabbit hole or via friends/mutuals who watch the show

And that's kind of how I came to know about the fact that, in Canon (Movies + TV Shows + Disney EU), Boba was called "Alpha" in Kaminoans records before jango renamed him iirc

And there's Omega (who existence makes no sense, because whyy have her around if they had Jango? Or was Omega always meant to exist and be the one who they took dna samples of and Jango overstayed his welcome and there's something in Kaminoan culture against kicking people out-?)

How the fuck did they get from Alpha to Omega

because like, in the greek alphabet there's a lot of letters in between Alpha and Omega (Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, eta, theta, iota, kappa, lambda, mu, nu-, xi, omnicron, pi-, rho, sigma, tau, upsilon, phi, shi-, psi- and finally Omega), so like

Are there a bunch of kids running around who were the letters in between??????????? Is there a kid named Beta having adventures with members of the Rancor Battalion*?????? Is there a kid named Lambda fucking around with Boba's cousin Melvin?????????? Or were Omega and Boba the only survivors?????? Was Omega originally the first and was named Omega because they wanted the "perfect clone" to be the one to be named Alpha??????????

I need an explanation ASAP

#*mine now; ocs will soon be created #star wars #sw #mr talks #theory #meta #tbb #the bad batch #tbb omega #boba fett

[sukinapan]

honestly would be pretty interested in hearing about all of them, if thats alright

it's no problem o( ❛ᴗ❛ )o i like talking about this

for context, apart from making personal art i'm also an artist and character designer at Smarto Club, so I don't know if these count as OCs but i have posted art of them here: Haco from >Bubblegum Galaxy and Teacup from >Teacup.

you can check the steam pages on those games for more info if u like. i love all my characters but i don't usually make personal art of these two since i already do it as my job.

my newest Smarto Club character is a bit different since she's more in the style of what i'm doing personally so i want to make more art of her soon. her name is Abigail:

she's a kid who likes reading about bugs and catching them but she never hurts them : ) this is a short game in early development but it's about catching creatures called angels. it's got horrorish vibes but i don't think the end result will be full-out horror, since it's also kinda silly...

then there's Peklo, it's a game for which i created the whole concept and story but the plan is to develop it as a studio at Smarto Club. i wrote more context for it on this post, but for the characters, they're my favorites to make art about at the moment. the main ones are Kiku (the cat) and Mi (the bunny):

i recently created these human forms of them for fun but i'm not sure whether i'll establish them as canon or not... they're trapped in limbo/hell so there's space for them to have a past human form. they don't remember their lives but Kiku feels a deep sense of regret about things unkown to her and wants to break out of Peklo. Mi feels trapped in an eternal sadness, she longs to see the ocean, she can always hear it but has never been able to reach it.

the antagonist in Peklo is a frog entity called Guppy but i haven't really shown him outside of his froggy logo

i also have OCs from my smaller games. there's Hlina that i created specifically for >this game that was commissioned to me for a zine. i don't have any plans to use her again for now but i might make more art of her in the future for fun. she's part of a strange dream realm and is hostile to the player:

there's iro from the >game with the same name who's my oldest game OC. i created that bitsy game for her story but she existed previously in my art degree final project, it was a version of the same story but just a section of it. it's a dream of mine to create a full-fledged 3D game for her some day.

she's a bit of a defective space exploration robot, sent to explore planetoid Iridium-3 in search of human contact. it's set in a future where humanity has dispersed among the whole galaxy so lots of groups have lost contact with each other.

my latest game OC is Michtat, a wizard cat that i created just for this silly zine.

lasty, there’s the characters from my comic that I’m working on, called The most distant planet. the main characters are Victor and Mitya, two 9 year olds whose families end up living together.

i'd say these are the dearest characters to me of all. i don't post as much of them because they're mostly in the shape of comic pages and it doesn't spark as much interest as my games. i love drawing them though.

they’re both little weirdos who isolate themselves and don’t fit in much with other children, so the friendship they develop is very special to them. they have almost opposite personalities where Victor (darker hair) is very shy and dorky but also very sweet to everyone, while Mitya mostly gives 0 fucks about what anyone thinks or says, he blurts out whatever he’s thinking and just wants to run around wild.

the story is mostly slice of life-ish but there’s also a science fiction element ^-^ Victor is obsessed with things like ghosts, aliens, etc but Mitya thinks it’s all just dumb tales.

another important character is Alyosha, Mitya’s 17-18yo brother. he doesn’t know how to talk or relate to his little brother and is kinda weirded out by him. they where very close when they were younger, but when Mitya was 2 he had an accident that Alyosha feels guilty about, and has been somehow different ever since.

he still worries about his little brother and how isolated he is, though. at the beginning of the story the two of them live alone with their grandma who does love them but has kind of a cold and distant personality. 

Alyosha was the type of kid to be considered “gifted” but now feels completely burnt out and had to repeat a grade at school. he felt so humiliated by this he eventually stopped going entirely, so he now works part time and just studies at home. he cut contact with his old classmates but he still has 2 best friends from the last few months he spent at school in the grade below, Manon and Min Na. they’re the kind of friends who just show up unannounced at his house and job, and are very involved with his family’s life.

i’ve also included Min Jie in some art, she’s Min Na’s younger cousin and comes into the story later:

i should have like character sheets and stuff for all of these OCs but i’m the kind to just jump head first into drawing/modeling lol, that's why i included all these finished illustrations.

i really wanna publish this comic, i’ve been working on it for a long time and i’m currently waiting for the results of a public funding application here in my country to decide what i'll do next.

hope this could be of interest (^人^) thanks for the ask!

#me #my art #tmdp #peklo #info

[bellaireland1981]

Starting Over | 11

Summary: You come home to work to find your husband of three years in bed with your supposed best friend. It’s the wake up call you finally needed to take your two year old daughter and get the hell out of Texas. With nowhere to go you head to your big brother in San Diego. The Dagger squad takes you under their wings, and shows you what having a family means. You get a fresh start… will you find your happily ever after?

Characters: Jake “hangman” Seresin x Sister! Reader, Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Seresin! Reader (Eventually), Hangman x Phoenix , Adorable OC Gracie!   The Dagger squad

Word Count: 7201

Warnings: Angst, fighting, cheating husband, emotional abuse, eventual fluff, SMUT, Sweet uncle Jake, Adorable Rooster with a toddler… if I miss any please let me know. MINORS DNI

A/N: I don’t own the characters or storyline for Top Gun Maverick. All OC’s are mine. I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR ANYONE TO COPY OR REPOST MY WORK TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM! DON’T STEAL! Reblogs, likes and comments ALWAYS welcomed. THANK YOU @waywardodysseys​ and  @beyondthesefourwalls​ as always for reading over my work and helping me flush out ideas!! 

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Friday night the squad all descended upon Penny and Mav’s house for dinner and to start to decorate for Gracie’s party. The bounce castle was delivered and of course the overgrown children needed to test it out. Thankfully it didn't result in any injuries. You knew a few of the kids from Gracie’s daycare would be at that party, apart from that it would mostly just be adults at the party. You knew Gracie didn’t care as long as she had her people there. 

Nat, Penny and you were busy inflating balloons to create the balloon arch that Nat had insisted on from the party store, while Bradley and Jake kept Gracie busy in the bounce house out back. 

“Nat, remind me not to listen to you when it comes to decoration ideas again.” You complained after tying off what felt like the millionth tiny balloon. “My fingers are going to be numb for the rest of my life.”

“But it’s so PRETTY!” She insisted, “It’ll be worth it! You’ll see!” 

“Maybe next time we just order the damn arch and have someone ELSE build it?” Penny suggested.

What felt like hours later, but was really only about 45 minutes, all of the balloons were inflated and just needed to be assembled into the arch. Once it was all put together, you called the guys in to hang it up. 

Once finished, it looked like the entrance to a castle, and you had to admit, it looked amazing. 

“Ok, I admit it…. It’s badass.” You said, “Good call, Nat.”

“SEE?” She exclaimed, “I TOLD YOU!” 

“You doubted my girl, Tulip?” Jake asked, coming over to stand with you all as you admired the arch. 

“Not doubted so much as hated having to inflate and tie the millions of balloons required to create this arch.” You defended. 

“It’s beautiful, Sweets.” Jake said, wrapping his arm around Phoenix, “It’s just what our Princess G needs.”

“Thanks, Babe.” She smiled, leaning back to kiss him, “Anything for that girl. But Y/N is right, those balloons were a pain in the ass.”

“Mommy! Papa Mav gave me WINGS!” Gracie said running into the house, “Now I fwy wif Daddy and Unco Jakey!”

“Uh oh.” You said, smiling, “I’m not sure the Navy is ready for that just yet Gracie Girl.” 

“You wanna fly with us, Princess?” Bradley asked, scooping her up into his arms. “Daddy and Uncle Jakey can take you flying anytime you want to.”

“YES PWEASE!” She exclaimed, “Mommy! I go fwy wif my daddy and Unco Jakey now!”

“I don’t know if they can take you right this very minute, Sweet girl, but I’m sure they’ll have you in a plane as soon as they possibly can.” You laughed, “And I have no doubt that Papa Mav will help them make that happen.”

“Absolutely!” Mav said, beaming proudly. “We can  get her in the skies this weekend!”

“All I ask is that we wait until she’s at least in kindergarten before anyone takes my baby supersonic.” You requested, rolling your eyes. You had zero doubts that if it were at all possible one of them would figure out a way to sneak her into one of the Super Hornets. 

“That seems like a reasonable request.” Penny laughed, “And sadly, one that you had to actually spell out with these three.”

“That’s what I figured.” You said, laughing. “Covering all the bases here.”

“I’ll supervise.” Phoenix offered. 

“Something tells me you’d be just as bad as them in that situation.” You laughed. 

“Maybe.” She shrugged, winking. 

“We’ll save the Super Hornets and crazy pilot stuff until she’s at least in Kindergarten.” Bradley promised, “For now, we can take her up in something a little safer. I have no doubt she’ll take to the skies though.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” You sighed, “I won’t be able to keep any of your feet planted on solid ground afterwards.” 

“Don’t worry, Sweetheart,” Bradley said, kissing your forehead, “We’ll always fly right back to you.”

“You better.” You replied, tipping your head back to smile at him, claiming a kiss in the process.

“Alright, decorations are officially complete.” Penny said, “Let’s eat some dinner. A certain little Princess needs extra sleep to be ready for her big day tomorrow!”

Mav and Penny had ordered lots of pizza for the squad that night so that nobody was cooking on top of having to decorate and set up for the party. 

Once everyone had plates piled with pizza and drinks of choice they made their way to the back yard, settling into the chairs already set up for the party. 

“Daddy, I sit wif you.” Gracie said, climbing into Bradley’s lap. 

“Absolutely you can sit with me, my sweet Princess.” He replied, beaming at her.

“I’ve officially been replaced.” Jake pouted, sitting down next to them and placing his plate on the table. “I’m washed up fish guts in yesterday’s newspaper.”

“Wow.” You laughed, rolling your eyes. “Dramatic much?”

“Stop pouting, Hangy.” Bradley teased, “Gracie, you still love Uncle Jakey, right?”

“Yup!” She agreed with a mouth full of pizza, “I wuv you Unco Jakey!” 

“See? You big baby, she still loves you.” Phoenix said, sitting next to Jake, “Not let Rooster enjoy the fact that he now has a Daddy’s girl and stop being a brat.” She leaned in to kiss Jake’s cheek, before winking at Bradley and digging into her own pizza. 

“I love you too, Princess G.” Jake said, smiling at his niece, then looked at Phoenix, “Are you staying at the house tonight?”

“Most of my stuff is already packed in boxes so I planned on  just spending most nights there now.” She replied. 

“Good.” Jake said, leaning over to drop a kiss on her temple, “I like it better when you’re there.”

“Me too.” She said, smiling softly at him. “We have to leave early tomorrow to have time to stop to get the last part of Gracie’s present.”

“You both spoil her too much!” You groaned 

“No such thing.” Jake said, “It’s not possible to spoil our Princess G.”

“You’re impossible.” You laughed, knowing you would never win this argument. 

“Daddy, how many more sleeps til Mommy and me live wif you?” Gracie asked Bradley. 

“One more week, Baby Girl.” He replied, “This time next week, we will be moving you and Mommy into our house. That’s 7 sleeps.”

“Too many sleeps.” She pouted, giving him her best sad puppy eyes. “This many sleeps?” She held up 3 fingers. 

“Already a negotiator.” Mav laughed, “You all are in trouble.”

“And the puppy eyes…” Coyote added, “Who can resist those? I’d be giving that baby anything she wants!”

“Gracie, we have to wait until next weekend because it’s a lot of work and hard to move.” You tried to reason with her, “We have to wait for another weekend when Mommy and Daddy don’t work. We wanted this weekend to be just for your birthday.”

“But I wanna live wif Daddy.” She said, laying her head on Bradley’s shoulder. 

“Between all of us, we could get you moved over there in no time” Coyote offered, “It’s not like it’s an entire house of stuff, and you’ve fed us so often it would be the least we could do. That way our cutie pie Princess gets to live with her Daddy way sooner than 7 sleeps. No weekend needed.”

“That’s a good plan. I’m free whenever you need help.” Bob said.

“I can watch Gracie here to make it easier too if that helps.” Amelia offered.

“What do you say, Sweetheart?” Bradley asked, smiling at you, “Feel like moving in sooner?”

“If everyone is absolutely sure they want to help, I’ll happily accept.” You smiled.

“Ok, Baby Girl” Bradley said, “Tomorrow, we’ll have your party, then on Sunday we will pack and if everyone is available Monday after work… we will move you and Mommy in with me. So that’s 3 sleeps!” 

“YAY!” She exclaimed, “I wuv you, Daddy!” 

“I love you too.” He replied, smiling, “Jump down and give hugs to all your uncles and aunt too. They’re the ones that are making this happen!”

Gracie jumped down and made her way around to everyone giving them hugs and kisses. 

“While we’ve got all the muscle, can we knock out two moves?” You asked, “We’ll order dinner for everyone that night and next Friday night we’ll have everyone over and I’ll cook. Just figured we could orchestrate a two for one deal…get Nat moved in while we move out?” 

“I can wait until the weekend, it’s ok!” Phoenix insisted, not wanting to make more work for people. 

“It’s absolutely no problem!” Bob said, “We can split the squad…divide and conquer!” 

“No sweat, it’ll be easy.” Coyote said, smiling, “We’ve got you!”

“Guys, it’s really ok…” Phoenix said.

“Nope, it’s a done deal.” Fanboy said, “We’re moving Y/N and Gracie to Rooster’s and Phoenix to Hangman’s. Next topic… Gracie, I hear there’s a Disneyland trip in the future… I think that needs to happen soon, don’t you?”

“YES!” She agreed, “You come too?”

“Of course, I’ll come!” He said, “I think we should get everyone to come, just like when we went to the zoo, that would be fun! Maybe this time we can get Papa Mav and Penny to come?”

“Now, wait…” Mav started to stay.

“PAPA MAV!” Gracie exclaimed, running over to him, “You go to Disney wif me and Mommy and Daddy and Unco Jakey and Aunty Nix and EVERYBODY?”

“Now, how can you say ‘no’ to that?” Penny asked, laughing, “He would love to go with you, Sweet Girl.” 

“I guess you’re going to Disneyland, Mav.” Bradley laughed.

“Dagger trip to Disneyland!” Jake said, “I’m just glad we’ll have a lot more supervision than just the two of us now. More hands on deck is always better.” 

“More supervision is always the answer when you two are involved.” Phoenix agreed.  

“I can’t even argue with that.” Jake shrugged, flashing her a smile. 

“Nope. That’s accurate.” Bradley agreed. 

“I’d say the whole squad needs adult supervision, but honestly, they put Pete in charge of them…”, Penny laughed, “So, not really sure what the Navy was thinking there.” 

“Mav’s in charge of us, but Simpson is tasked with supervising him.” Phoenix reasoned, “I think they assume that it’ll balance out.”

“I think they knew exactly what they were doing when they put all of you together.” You said, “You all fit perfectly. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses but they all compliment each other…if that makes sense. I wasn’t here in the beginning and from what I’ve heard it may not have been as well oiled as it is now, but I’d bet even then, even if it wasn’t as smooth you all worked well together.”

“You’re absolutely correct, Y/N.” Mav said, “Even at their worst, when they couldn’t see past their own noses, they complimented one another in their skills. The higher ups definitely knew what they were doing assembling this group, and were smart enough to keep them together.”

“Aww, Mav.” Jake said, “You really DO love us!”

“Of course he does, he’s adopted us all, hasn’t he?” Payback teased, “He now has 6 kids.”

“I don’t recall signing any papers or taking responsibility for any of you.” Mav laughed, “Well, except for Bradley… I signed up for that one.” 

“Sorry guys, guess I’m the only one that’s been adopted.” Bradley laughed. You were glad he’d been able to rebuild his relationship with his godfather. You knew the history and that it was still a work in progress, but that they were working hard towards the bond they’d once had. 

“Since Rooster is with my sister that makes him my family so that means you have to adopt me now by default.” Jake reasoned to Mav.

“You know, his logic does sort of make sense.” Bradley agreed, looking at Mav. 

“If Rooster and Hangman agree on something it MUST be true.” Bob added.

“If Bob backs it, then it’s 100% fact.” Phoenix said. 

“Looks like you’ve got yourself at least 2 adoptees, might as well make it 6.” Penny laughed. 

“Since you are I are together now, Honey, that makes them yours too.” Mav smirked. 

“Penny’s been mothering us since we got to North Island, Mav.” Fanboy said, “She adopted us willingly.” 

“Can’t help it, you all were a hopeless lot. You needed mothering.” Penny replied, winking at him. 

“So it’s official, we’ve been adopted.” Jake said, “Next order of business, when’s our Disney trip?”

“Barring any surprise missions or pop up training exercises we can probably schedule it for next weekend since we won’t be needing it to move anyone now. We can book a few hotel rooms or look at renting out a house for the weekend.”

“What do you think, Sweetheart?” Bradley asked, looking at you, “Family trip to Disney next weekend?”

“If everyone is free, I know a certain Princess would love to spend the weekend at Disneyland.” You agreed. 

“We’re in.” Jake said, looking at Phoenix to confirm, she smiled nodding back at him. 

“I’m definitely in!” Fanboy said, “Not missing this for the world.”

“I’m free and it sounds fun.” Bob said.

“I’m game. I might see if my sister wants to meet us there with her kids too.” Payback said. 

“That would be perfect.” You replied, “More kids for Gracie to interact with.”

“Then it’s set, Dagger family trip to Disney next weekend.” Penny said, “I’ll get Kenny to cover the bar and call in some of my extra standbys.”

“Here that, Princess G?” Jake said, lifting Gracie into his lap, “We’re going to Disneyland next weekend!”

“DISNEY?” She exclaimed, “YES!” 

“Our favorite Princess needs to meet the rest of the Princesses.” Phoenix said, “You’ll still be our favorite though.”

“Absolutely” Bradley agreed, “None of those Princesses are better than our sweet Princess.”

“Alright, time to get this princess home to bed so she’s rested for her big party tomorrow.” You said, “We’ll plan on being here early to help get all the food and everything set up, Penny.” 

“Don’t worry about it, Sweetie.” She assured you, “We’ve got it handled. Just enjoy the morning with your little girl. No rushing around.”

“Thank you again for letting us crash your backyard.” You said. 

“We were more than happy to have the party here.” Penny said, “No thanks needed.”

After saying goodnight and giving hugs, you and Bradley made your way to the Bronco, getting Gracie secured in her car seat. By the time you arrived home, she was already asleep, having worn herself out bouncing in the bounce castle.  Bradley carried her into her room and tucked her into bed after carefully pulling her shoes off. You decided letting her sleep in her clothes one night wouldn’t hurt anything. 

Jake and Phoenix arrived home shortly after. You and Bradley were wrapping some of Gracie’s presents when they came in. 

“And we’re the ones that spoil her?” Jake asked, taking in the array of presents being wrapped. 

“Ok so, we may have gone overboard.” You acknowledged, “But in my defense, this is her first real birthday party… the first year we’ve got people making a big fuss over her.”

“I understand.” Jake said, coming over and pulling you into a hug, “And it’s not like we ever had steller birthdays, so I get you wanting to make them amazing for Gracie.”

“I do.” You replied, “I want her to have everything we didn’t.”

“Just promise me you’ll remember that tomorrow…” Jake said, pulling away and flashing you his dimpled grin. “I’m just making sure she has the kinda birthdays we never had.”

“Jacob Seresin, what did you do?” You asked, knowing now he was definitely up to something. 

“It’s a surprise.” He said, “But Gracie is going to LOVE it and that is all that matters.” 

“Nat… you had ONE job.” You groaned, shaking your head, “You were supposed to keep him reigned in…”

“Yeah… about that.” She laughed, “Problem is… there was nobody to reign ME in?”

“I need to remember to send Admiral Simpson the biggest package of cookies and treats with an “I’m sorry” and “Thank you” card for dealing with all of you.” You said, shaking your head, “Seriously, the man has earned a bonus…or an early retirement… surely some fancy medal…”

“I love you, Tulip.” Jake said, cheekily, “You know you love me too. I’m your favorite big brother!”

“I do love you, you idiot.” You laughed, “You’re my ONLY big brother.”

“I just want to point out that I had nothing to do with this surprise.” Bradley said, smirking, “So, I’m not in the doghouse over this one. Sorry, Jake. Other surprises, I will fully admit to having a hand in.”

“What other surprises?” You asked, suddenly nervous.

“Look at the time, it’s getting really late.” Bradley said, changing the subject, “We should really get to bed. We promised Gracie chocolate chip pancakes for her birthday breakfast, she’ll be up early for those.”

“Definitely, it's gonna be an early start tomorrow.” Jake agreed, “We’ll be here for her birthday breakfast, but then have to go take care of the rest of her present, so we’ll meet you at Penny and Mav’s after to help with the rest of the setup.”

“OK, I’m just going to roll with it.” You decided, sighing. “I trust that whatever this surprise is will be something she’ll love and will be absolutely Uncle Jake coded, meaning chaotic.”

“There’s the spirit!” Phoenix laughed, “You’re not wrong either.”

“Alright then, I’ll see you both in the morning.” You laughed, “I love you both. Goodnight.”

“Love you too.” Jake smiled, kissing your head and hugging you. “Goodnight.”

***

The next morning Gracie was up with the sun, excited for her birthday. Before you even had a chance to wake up or think about starting her pancakes, she was bursting into your room and climbing on your bed with you and Bradley.

“Mommy! Daddy!” She exclaimed, “It’s my BIRFDAY!” I’m FREE!!”

“Are you sure?” Bradley groaned, pulling her down in between the two of you, “I dunno if the sun is even awake yet, Princess.”

“It is, Daddy!” She promised, “WAKE UP!”

“Happy Birthday, my sweet Gracie Girl.” You said, opening your eyes and pulling her to you into a hug. “I love you baby girl.”

“I wuv you too Mommy!” She said, snuggling into the hug for a moment before flipping around to Bradley. 

“Daddy!” She yelled, making sure he was indeed awake. 

“I’m awake, Princess.” He laughed, “Happy Birthday, Baby Girl. Come give me BIG BIG hugs.” 

She launched herself across into his arms, immediately snuggling into his embrace. 

“I love you, Gracie.” He told her, “I’m so lucky I get to be your Daddy and spend your birthdays with you now.” 

“I wuv you too, Daddy.” She replied, “You’re my best Daddy!”

“You’re my best Princess!” He replied, kissing her head and launching a tickle attack. 

A while later and after some caffeine, you’re plating chocolate chip pancakes for the birthday girl, as Bradley is getting milk poured into her sippy cup. 

“Happy BIRTHDAY Princess G!” Jake exclaimed, coming into the kitchen and swooping her up from her chair to hug her. “I love you!”

“I wuv you too, Unco Jakey!” She said, hugging him back. “You eat pancakes wif me?”

“Absolutely!” He replied, “They’re my favorite.” 

“I get to hug the birthday princess first!” Phoenix said, taking her from Jake. “Happy Birthday, Gracie Girl!”

“I wuv you Aunty Nix!” Gracie said, hugging her tightly.

“I love you too!” She replied, “I can’t wait to celebrate with you today!”

“You jump wif me in the bouncy castle?” Gracie asked her

“Of course I will!” She promised, “Uncle Jakey and I will happily jump with you!”

“Have a seat, I made enough to feed half of the Pacific Fleet” You said, setting a platter of pancakes on the table. 

Once everyone was full and breakfast was cleared, Jake and Phoenix headed out on their secret mission for Gracie’s surprise and you and Bradley started to get Gracie ready for the party. 

“I’m going to jump in the shower quick, can you get her dressed in a play outfit?” You asked, “We’ll take her Princess dress for her to change into at the party.”

“Sure can.” Bradley said, “Come on, Princess, let’s go get you ready while Mommy showers.” 

After a quick shower, pulling your hair up to keep it dry, you pull on a pair of shorts and the tshirt you’d ordered for the party that said “Mommy of the Birthday Princess”. You’d ordered one for Bradley that said “Daddy of the Birthday Princess” to wear as well. You took your hair down and ran a brush through before deciding to pull it into a loose braid to keep most of it off your face. 

“Alright, we’ve one birthday Princess dressed, but we both decided it would be in everyone’s best interests to let Mommy tackle the hair.” Bradley said, coming into your room carrying Gracie piggy back style.  

“I think I’m up to the challenge.” You said, smiling at the pair, “I set your t-shirt out for you.. It’s not a Hawaiian shirt, but figured you’d make an exception just this once.”

“I don’t ONLY wear Hawaiian shirts.” He pointed out, chuckling. He carefully let Gracie slide off his back onto your bed, then turned to look at the shirt, his face lighting up as he read it. “I absolutely love it, Sweetheart.”

“Good.” You said, kissing him, “Go get ready, I’ll do Gracie’s hair, then we can head over to help Mav and Penny.” 

“I love you.” He said, stealing another kiss before picking up his t-shirt. “Thank you for letting me be her Daddy.”

“I love you too,” You replied, “Thank you for loving her and for wanting to BE her Daddy.”

*****

When you arrived at Penny and Mav’s they were already hard at working getting food prepared and set up on platters. 

“There’s the birthday Princess!” Penny said when Amelia led the three of you to the kitchen. “Happy Birthday! Are you excited for your party?”

“Yes!” Gracie exclaimed, squirming to be let down from Bradley’s arms. He obliged, setting her down so she could run to Penny and give her hugs. 

“Where’s my hugs, Little Chick?” Mav asked, crouching down and opening his arms up. Gracie immediately launched herself into his arms. 

“Little Chick, huh?” You asked, smiling at the pair.

“Figured it was appropriate.” Mav winked, “We used to call Bradley Baby Goose… so Little Chick seemed to fit this cutie.” 

“Baby Goose?” You gushed, looking at Bradley, who sighed and chuckled, shaking his head at his godfather. “That is the most adorable thing EVER!”

“Thanks, Mav.” Bradley groaned

“Speaking of adorable,” Penny said, “I love your shirts!”

“Thanks!” You said, smiling, “I found them online and couldn’t resist.”

“Do you think we can get shirts made for the Disney trip next weekend?” Bradley asked, “Or is it too late?”

“I think we can probably make it happen.” You replied, smiling at him. “Maybe we can get them made for the whole squad?”

“I can guarantee you that every one of them would wear one.” Mav said. “Myself included.”

“Count me in.” Penny agreed. 

“Me too!” Amelia said, “Gracie, do you want to go play for a little bit while the adults set everything up?”

“Yes pwease!” Gracie said, “Mommy, Daddy, I go pway?”

“Go ahead, Baby Girl.” Bradley said, “Just make sure you listen to Amelia, OK?”

“OK!” She replied, running off with Amelia. 

 “I wish I had that child’s abundance of energy.” Mav laughed

“Or her resilience.” You said, thinking about everything she’d been through already in her three years of life and despite it all she was still the most loving, free spirited, and trusting child you’d ever met. 

“I dunno, Sweetheart,” Bradley said, “I think she learned resilience from her Momma. She’s a strong little little girl because she’s had you to learn from… and she loves with her whole heart, just like her Mommy.”

“He’s right, Y/N.” Penny agreed. “Her resilience and strength is a direct reflection of you. You’ve done an amazing job, Sweetie… no matter what, never doubt that.”

“Y’all are gonna make me cry before this party!” You said, tears threatening to spill over. Bradley pulled you into his arms, tucking your head into the space between his neck and shoulder. You breathed him in, recentering yourself and pushing back the emotions. Once you were calmed again, you lifted your head enough to kiss his cheek, “Ok, let’s get our daughter’s birthday party ready for her.” 

“Yes, Ma’am.” He smiled, kissing your forehead before releasing you. 

A few hours later Amelia found you all sitting outside having gotten all of the food prepped. All that was left was for the meat to go on the grill when it was time for the party. 

“Gracie fell asleep while we were watching Beauty and the Beast.” She said, sitting down next to Bradley. The two had really bonded recently. You could tell Amelia looked up to him, and saw him almost as a big brother figure. “She’s on the couch and I put pillows on the floor next to her in case she rolls off.”

“Thanks, Ames.” Bradley said, smiling affectionately at her. “She loves spending time with you, you’re really good with her.”

“She’s adorable.” Amelia replied, “I’m guessing a little sibling isn’t in the cards for me, so it’s fun to get to play with Gracie and have her around.”

“Definitely a no on the siblings, Sweetheart.” Penny confirmed, “That ship has sailed.”

“How would you feel about having a niece?” you asked, “Being an aunt could be just as fun as being a big sister.”

“Really?” She asked, her eyes lighting up and a smile spreading across her face. 

“I think you’d make a fantastic aunt.” You confirmed, then nodded at Bradley, “And since this one is in the only sibling club too, I think he needs to be adopted. Feel like taking on a big brother?”

“It does seem kinda cool to have a big brother.” She acknowledged, “I guess I can adopt this one. He’s kinda cool?”

“Just KINDA cool?” Bradley gasped, “Gracie thinks I’m SUPER cool.”

“I wouldn’t go THAT far…” Amelia laughed, “But… I think you’d be a really awesome big brother.”

“It just so happens,” Bradley said standing up and pulling her with him into a hug, “I think you’d be a really awesome little sister.” Amelia wrapped her arms around him, hugging him back. And just like that, the tears that had threatened to spill earlier were back. 

“What did we miss?” Jake asked, coming around the corner of the house  with Phoenix by his side. 

“Bradley just got himself adopted by Amelia as a big brother.” Penny said, wiping her own tears from her eyes. Glancing up you see Mav’s eyes suspiciously wet and red as he watches the two hug. 

“What took you so…” You trailed off, your eyes falling on the pony that was being led to the backyard behind Jake and Phoenix. “JACOB! WE SAID NO PONIES!”

“Ok, but in my defense, I never actually AGREED to that.” He said, flashing a bright smile, his dimple popping, “And Mav signed off on it. Besides, It’s a UNICORN, Tulip, not a pony.”

Looking back you noticed that there was indeed a unicorn horn attached to the pony’s head, making said pony a unicorn. 

“So, you can’t get mad, because we absolutely followed the no pony rule.” Phoenix pointed out.

“You all need full time adult supervision.” You laughed, looking at Bradley, “Were you in on this?”

“Absolutely not.” He promised, “I’m innocent…although, I kinda wish I’d thought of it. Gracie is going to LOVE it.” 

“I surrender.” You laughed, “I’m clearly outnumbered.” 

“There’s the spirit!” Jake cheered. “Mav, where should we have them set up the pen and Unicorn?” 

“We can make space next to the castle bounce house.” He replied, getting up and heading over to the bounce house with Jake and another handler leading the pony/unicorn. 

***

By the time the squad started to arrive, Gracie was awake from her nap, changed into Princess dress and already in the bounce house with Jake and Phoenix. 

“Where’s our birthday Princess?” Coyote asked, leading the group to the backyard. 

“Last I checked she was giving Jake and Nat a run for their money in the bounce house.” You replied, “They would probably welcome someone to tag out with them.”

“Mission accepted!” He said, “Fanboy, let’s go bounce!” 

“Can the bounce castle handle that?” Amelia asked, looking at the castle doubtfully. “That’s a lot of crazy in one confined space.”

Bradley and Payback almost fell on the ground laughing. Bob and Mav just agreed with Amelia. You and Penny shook your heads laughing, and decided to go grab drinks for everyone. 

Several of Gracie’s friends from daycare and their families arrived a little later. Mav started the grill up, getting the food going to feed the masses. Kids were running around between pony “unicorn” rides and bouncing in the castle, while the adults supervised, played yard games, or sat together and talked. 

“Looks like the perfect party for a princess.” Lauren said, walking towards where you and Bradley were currently standing watching Gracie ride the pony. “And it appears the live animals did in fact win out.”

“Lauren!” I’m so glad you could make it!” You beamed, “The unicorn pony is all Jake. He requires adult supervision at all times, I’ve learned.” 

“There are worse things.” She laughed, “I wouldn’t miss this for the world. I love getting to see the happy beginnings…and I know this is the start to a beautiful family.”

“Thank you again for all that you did for them.” Bradley said, “This is all possible because of everything you did to help. Gracie is living her best life right now.”

“I’d say she’s living her best life because she’s got two amazing parents and a very large extended family that loves her unconditionally.” Lauren countered, smiling at Gracie as she passed around on the pony.

“She’s definitely got a large family.” You agreed, looking around at everyone that showed up. “I never dared to even dream this could be our life.”

“It’s only going to get better from here, Sweetheart.” Bradley said, leaning over to kiss your head. 

“TIME TO EAT!” Jake yelled, drawing everyone’s attention towards where you had all the food set up. 

“We better get in there before there’s nothing left.” You said laughing, “Trust me, this lot can eat, so you’ll wanna get it while you can.”

“Come on Princess.” Bradley said, lifting Gracie off the pony, “Time to eat my sweet baby girl.”

“Daddy, you see me wide?” She beamed, proud of herself. 

“I sure did!” He replied, “You did so good! We might need to find you some riding lessons when you get a little bigger.”

“And so it begins.” You laughed, “I think this was Jake’s ulterior motive… making her fall in love with horses.”

“Horses and planes…”Bradley said, laughing, “It tracks.” 

You got Gracie a plate and set her with her friends to eat while Bradley got plates for the two of you and set them at the table the rest of the squad had settled at. 

“Looks like Gracie loves the Unicorn.” Jake said, looking pleased with himself. 

“She does in fact love the PONY.” You laughed, rolling your eyes, “Your evil plan seems to have worked.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tulip.” He said, feigning innocence. “I simply realized that every princess party needs a unicorn.”

“Uh huh… had nothing to do with getting your niece hooked on horses?” You asked, not buying it for a minute.

“That is just an added bonus!” He beamed. “She’s a natural in the saddle too! Did you see her?”

“Your Cowboy is showing.” Phoenix teased, winking at him, “It’s cute, I’m not complaining… just stating a fact.” 

“I can show you my cowboy hat when we get home.” He offered, smirking back at her. “You can even try it on.”

“Eww, nope! No, stop!” You whined, “Jakey! NOT ok!”

“It’s just a hat?” Phoenix replied, not understanding your response.

“There’s a rule about wearing a cowboy’s hat, Sweets.” Jake said cheekily, “If you…”

“Jacob, there are small children present.” You reminded him, leveling him with your ‘mom’ look. “You can tell her all about it later.” 

“Now I’m really intrigued.” Phoenix said, looking at Jake. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “IS THAT FOR REAL?”

You laughed at her reaction, nodding your head to confirm. 

“Care to share, Sweetheart?” Bradley asked, “Now I’m curious.”

“Depends…” You reply, “Do you happen to own a cowboy hat?”

“I could be persuaded to buy one.” He replied, “I’m guessing by your earlier reaction to Jake’s comment that it would be worth my while.”

“Bradshaw,” Jake said, glaring playfully across the table, “That’s my baby sister you’re talking to.” 

“And?” Bradley tossed back, smirking at him. 

“Just reminding you.” Jake replied, “I don’t need to be party to all your conversations. There are little ears here.”

“On that note,” You said, changing the subject, “I”m going to go check on the kiddos then get the cake from the kitchen.”

“I’ll come help.” Bradley offered. 

After making sure that Gracie was OK at the table with the other kids, you and Bradley made your way into the house to get her birthday cake ready along with the candles. 

“So…the hat rule?” Bradley asked, standing behind you and wrapping his arms around you as you put the candles into the cake. 

“The rule is if you wear a cowboy’s hat, you ride that cowboy.” You smirked, glancing back at Bradley. 

“I may definitely need to invest in a cowboy hat then.” Bradley said, dipping his head to kiss your neck. “Or we can change the rule… you can wear one of my uniform caps and ride the aviator.” 

“I think I like the sound of that flyboy.” You replied, turning in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck and pulling him down to kiss him. When you pulled away you added, “But for now, we need to bring this cake out to our daughter and keep her party moving.”

“Yes Ma’am.” He replied, smiling, “I can’t wait to watch her open all of her presents!”

“I have a feeling we may need to add a room onto the house to hold all of her toys.” You laughed. 

“We can make that happen.” Bradley said, picking up the cake from the counter. 

After a wild rendition of “happy birthday” was sung, you moved to the food table to start serving cake and ice cream with Penny’s help dishing it all up and Bradley helping to pass out the dessert. Once kids were once more sugared up and had energy, they returned to the bounce house and pony rides for a while before you attempted to round everyone up to open gifts. 

You were correct in assuming you’d need to add on to the house to hold all of her gifts. Her new extended family had definitely gone overboard. Mav and Penny had alone had practically cleaned out the Disney Store. She’d have lots of new Princess decor for her new bedroom. Bob got her a new princess themed tea party set which she immediately made him promise to play with her with. Payback and Fanboy went together and got her a princess bike with training wheels, complete with a princess helmet. 

“This one is from Aunt Nix and me, Princess G.” Jake said, handing her a brightly wrapped box. 

She tore the paper off and opened the box pulling out a small flight suit. It was customized with a Dagger patch on one side and her name  Gracie “Princess” Seresin on the other. Inside the box was also a child size pair of aviator sunglasses. 

“I match you and Daddy!” Gracie beamed happily, “And Aunty Nix!” 

“You sure do, Princess G.” Jake said, “And all your other uncles, and Papa Mav too.” 

“I fwy wif you now?” She asked, batting her eyelashes at her uncle. 

“Soon, I promise!” He said, “Very very soon!”

“That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.” You smiled at Jake. “And very restrained from you….”

“Oh that’s not all.” He laughed, pulling out another giant gift bag, and handing it to his niece. You just shook your head. “Come on now, Tulip, you know me better than that.” 

Gracie pulled the paper from the bag and lifted out a pony playset and a little cowgirl hat with a princess tiara attached to it. She loved it, wanting to wear it immediately. Thankfully you’d put her hair into lower ponytails today so the hat fit over them. 

You and Bradley got her a couple of new toys and outfits, not wanting to go completely overboard. 

“There’s one more here for you, Baby Girl.” Bradley said, handing her a small wrapped box. You looked at him questioningly, not recognizing the box. He smiled, shrugging. “It’s my first birthday with her as her Daddy… it had to be special.” You leaned over and kissed his cheek, whispering “I love you” in his ear.

She tore off the paper on the little box opening it up carefully, her eyes lit up and she smiled widely at Bradley. 

“Daddy! It’s pwetty!” She exclaimed. Nestled inside the box on a satin backing was a tiny necklace with two small charm pendants. One was a small princess crown and the other an f-18. Where he’d managed to find that was beyond you. 

“Bradley, it’s perfect.” You whispered, tears springing to your eyes. 

Jake leaned over, his own eyes suspiciously wet, to help Gracie take the necklace from the box and to put it on her. Looking closer at the necklace he said, “Princess G, it’s even more special.. It says ‘Daddy’s Girl.” on the crown!”

At that, you lost the battle and the tears freely fell from your eyes. Bradley wiped his own eyes, smiling as Jake put the necklace on Gracie. 

“I wuv you, Daddy!” Gracie said, coming over and throwing her arms around Bradley as he picked her up, holding her tightly to him. 

“I love you too, my sweet Baby Girl.” He told her. 

“So, would now be a good time to tell you that Bradley and I definitely went ahead and ordered that Castle playset for y’all’s backyard?” Jake asked, wiping tears from his eyes as he tried to add some humor back to the situation. 

“You know what?” You said, wiping your own eyes, laughing through the emotions, “I’m not even shocked.”

After the party wound down, the squad stayed behind to help with clean up. Payback and Fanboy offered to take the bounce house back to the rental place once it was deflated. Gracie got a few more rides on the pony before the handler had to load her back onto the trailer. Jake handed you their business card, saying they also offered riding lessons. 

You all loaded Gracie’s gifts into Jake’s truck as there was more room in there than the Bronco. You let Gracie keep a few things out she wanted to play with the next day while you all tackled the packing, and you would take the rest straight to Bradley’s house to avoid having to move it twice. 

“Hey, what time are you thinking of starting packing in the morning? Do you think it’ll take all day?” Mav asked, as you and Bradley were loading the last of her gifts.

“Definitely not all day.” You said, “It’s mostly clothes and toys, not a whole house.” 

“How would you feel about bringing Gracie out to the hangar tomorrow morning and taking her up for her first flight?” Mav suggested.

“You wanna take Gracie flying tomorrow morning?” Bradley asked, smiling. 

“I was thinking more along the lines of her Dad and Uncle taking her up in the air.” He clarified. “She’s small enough, she can be strapped into the backseat with someone… probably safer that way anyway.”

“You’ll let us fly your plane?” Jake asked, clearly shocked.

“You are both highly skilled pilots.” Mav laughed, “Of course I trust you to fly my plane.”

“What do you think, Sweetheart?” Bradley asked, “Can we take her flying?”

“Just promise me no crazy pilot stuff and to return her safely back to the ground.” You said, “So maybe Jake should be the backseater tomorrow.” 

“Hey!” He protested, “I take GREAT offense to that.”

“I don’t doubt your skills, Jakey.” You laughed, “I doubt your restraint in not turning my daughter into a dare devil at 3 years old. I don’t know that my Mommy heart can handle that. Can we agree to wait until she’s older to turn her into a daredevil?”

“Fine.” He agreed, “Rooster, for tomorrow only, I’ll be your backseater.”

“I’m sure Bob and Fanboy can give you some tips if you need them.” Bradley teased, “Thanks, Mav. This really means a lot.”

“No thanks needed.” He replied, “Taking you up flying when you were little is probably one of the best memories I have of your childhood.”

“So you’re saying I should be ready for my daughter to follow in her uncle and Daddy’s footsteps to become a Naval Aviator?” You asked. 

“Hell yeah!” Phoenix said, bring Gracie over to the group. “She’d be fierce.”

“I don’t know that the Navy would survive that.” Mav laughed. “It’s barely surviving all of you.”

“Fair.” Phoenix laughed. “This one is fading fast. I think all the bouncing and riding tired her out and the sugar is leaving her system.”

“Let’s get her home to bed.” You said, “She’s going to have another exciting day tomorrow, apparently.”

“You and Nix take the Bronco with Gracie and get her tucked in,” Bradley said, “Jake and I will run all this to the house in his truck then head that way.” 

“Wow, that’s huge… Rooster’s letting someone else drive his Bronco.” Jake chuckled, “Didn’t think we’d see the day.”

“She’s trusting me to be a father to Gracie.” He replied, shrugging, “Nothing can compare that, man.”

“Fair point.” Jake said, “Let’s get this haul to your house and get back to our girls.”

After saying goodbye to Penny, Mav and Amelia and making plans to meet the next morning, Bradley loaded Gracie into her car seat. Phoenix got into the passenger seat buckling in, Jake going around to her side leaning in to steal a kiss. 

Bradley walked you to the driver’s side, pulling you into his arms, your own winding around his neck. 

“Drive carefully, Sweetheart.” He said. “My whole world is with you… and not the Bronco… you know that right?”

“I know, Baby.” You said, smiling, pulling him down to kiss him. “I love you, Bradley.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” He said, resting his forehead against yours, “See you soon.” 

A/N: Sorry the update took so long! I promise, I've got more time now so updates should be coming quicker! :)

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Return to Tiffany & Co.

💍 pairing : sim jaeyun x oc 💌 GENRE : fluff, Idol x Idol 1.1k words

warning : established (hidden) relationship , not proofread

; AUTHORS NOTES : day 12🤭 of “24 days of Christmas with Filmfohybe!!” Not do Christmasy but all I can think of is hoon and Jake’s Tiffany & Co pictures from today. And how Jake said he would leaves his ring finger for his future wife. That’s all. Goodnight.

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Was y/n and Jake expecting the invite to the event of the new launch Tiffany & Co. new jewelry set, that’s going to be attended by A-listers and luminaries from around the world? No. But the clandestine couple and global ambassadors for Tiffany & Co., found themselves at the pinnacle of elegance as they attended the highly anticipated event. Y/n, was radiating grace in a stunning silk off shoulder gown, with dazzling bright diamond necklace on her neck, rings that Jake secretly got her for their anniversaries, effortlessly commanded attention from the flashing cameras. To Jake she was the brightest among the sea of glamorous faces

While y/n posed for the camera, capturing the essence of Tiffany's timeless allure, Jake couldn't help but wear a smile that betrayed the secret they held. His eyes held an unspoken affection as he gazed at y/n, caught in the enchanting aura of y/n’s presence, whispering endearing words only audible to those closest to him. Mostly to his manager, arms crossed hoping the kid could shut his mouth before others finds out.

"Can't believe she's mine," he murmured, his voice a gentle melody amid the glamorous chaos. "she's so beautiful in that dress, please I can only image her walking down-“, “Right, Jake you need to be quiet now…” His manager glazed at him, making him apologize with a slight laugh. The paparazzi behind Jake, with their keen senses, picked up on this unguarded moment, ready to show the world the love that blossomed behind the scenes.

The attendees, attuned to the subtle dynamics between the couple, exchanged knowing glances as Jake's affectionate words soon will become an open secret. The atmosphere was charged with a romantic energy that defied the polished veneer of the event.

When the time came for joint photographs, the Tiffany & Co. staff seamlessly orchestrated the pairing of y/n and Jake. As they stood side by side, the chemistry between them ignited, manifesting in shared laughter and exchanged glances that spoke volumes.

As the staff orchestrated the perfect frame, Y/N and Jake shared a stolen glance, their eyes interlocking in a dance of affection. Their laughter, a symphony of shared moments, echoed through the opulent venue, creating a bubble where only the two of them existed. Taking candid pictures of the loving couple, without even realizing they are one…

The paparazzi lenses, like vigilant storytellers, flashes of the cameras captured not just a partnership of brand ambassadors but a tale of genuine connection. As the night continues, y/n and Jake continued to navigate the event with grace and charm,

“Do you like this one more or this one.” Cameras flashing as Jake points to the rings he was showing to y/n. “As cheesy as it sound, I like you more.” Staffs felt like watching a kdrama unfolding in front of them as they watch the lovely couple in secret. Their shared glances and subtle touches revealing a love story that sparkled as brightly as the diamonds they represented. leaving the world enamored with the authenticity that sparkled brighter than any diamond in Tiffany's collection.

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January 7th, 2024

I stand here today to pay tribute to a kind soul, a stubborn heart, and a genshin impact addict; my best friend Ash.

I knew Ash for around two years.The first time we met, I was stealing dandelions from his world. Never did I know that I would soon be stealing OCs from his house.

He didn't like Madds Buckley at all. As I learned soon after we met, Zhongli was his favorite genshin character, so I placed a body pillow next to him in the casket today, so they may be together forevermore. He was the most straight person I knew, however, so it’s a genderbent pillow, so no homo. It has huge bazonkers, can confirm.

Everyone agreed that he was the gingeriest ginger to ever ginger, the swiftest swiftie to ever swiftie, and the weezeriest weezer fan to ever weezer. To say that he resembled Childe from Genshin Impact would be an understatement.

He absolutely hated the gays. Most homophobic and transphobic person l've ever met. Thought neopronouns were the most stupid shit ever.

Ash was also a very passionate writer. His primary work was PDGG. The main relationships were very straight. Matthew's girlfriend was Salveria and Alex was canonically dating Aria. All of his OCs were also, cis and straight. His OC Orion was the most empathetic, kind character he ever created. And definitely not inspired off of his ex who doesn't exist because Ash was very very straight and homophobic, not to mention transphobic. He spent his Sundays at Floridian Trump rallies yelling at little gay children.

The only man he felt more than straight fondness towards was Donald Trump, whose spray tan he adored. If a show gave off any queer vibes, and if there were any short, depressed, pretty male characters, he would automatically despise them.

He loved the Mike/El relationship and hated Will. Ningguang/Zhongli was his favorite Genshin ship, and he also self-shipped himself with Taylor Swift. He was also part of a band called Corrupted Virtue, which was composed of people who shared his homophobic, transphobic views. Fuck them gays, amiright?

Now, onto a slideshow of women that his best friend Ara found hot. Afterwards, we will be listening to a eulogy given by his beloved father, to whom Ash was very close. Rest in Peace, and your ocs are now mine. <3

OH MY FUCKING GOD. I CANT.

you have succeeded. if this is my funeral im coming back to smite you.

DONT BRING INNOCENT SIN INTO THIS.

THE LAST PART. NO THAT WAS NOT IN MY WILL YOU ARE NOT GETTING MY OCS >:((((

this has prematurely killed me.

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Beautiful Stranger

06: Can't Help Falling In Love

Driver! Lando Norris x OC (Lily Barton)

Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references

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warnings: FLUFF, sexual references, lando and lily acting like teenagers. flashbacks are on italics.

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a/n: turbulences incoming!!!! the bumpy road will start soon. I have to thank @elisysd for letting me use the name of her beautiful Lyanna as a character on this story.

What do you think will haooen with those two?

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Spending days with Lily was something I never planned when I came here.

Waking up next to her, touching her, tasting her was something that I never imagined I could do during my summer break.

Creating a routine with her was something easy, making me learn many things about her. When she's the first to wake up, she always kisses my shoulder before going to the kitchen to get the breakfast for us ready. If I'm the first to wake up, she hugs my pillow and holds it close to keep sleeping. In the morning she always plays soft music, sometimes jazz, and sometimes soft rock. Whenever she goes to get a shower she always asks me if I want to go with her, something that will make us spend more time than planned.

Those are little things that made me fall for her.

"Logan, today I have to go for the last check up" she said, looking at her phone. "Will you drop me there?"

"I'll go with you, silly"

This last week, the person she has been sleeping with, is not who I am. And even if I trust her, I can't tell her now who I am. There's no coming back, I can't undo things now.

Her healing went pretty past, making me feel less guilty as days went by and watching how she stopped grunting every time she walked around her apartment. 

"Let me go get changed and I'll be here quickly" I said, leaving her apartment and going to mine.

Even if we spent all day together, I still had my things in the apartment next door, wanting to have a place to be myself and not Logan.

I have been planning on doing a short trip around the country, wanting to go with her to the places she always talks about. I want to know about the place she loves.

Watching her smile after the doctor told her that she can walk without the bandage was beautiful. How she looked at her foot and tried to move it slowly. I felt so relieved that the bandage will be away from her.

"Do you want to walk around the village?" she asked me, making me bite my lip nervously and nod.

What if someone here recognizes me? But her smile… 

"Of course" I nodded, mentally slapping myself. 

"Alright! I'll call Nora and tell her that we will have lunch there" she smiled, grabbing her phone.

Nora, the owner of the apartments. Shit! She knows my name.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something" I said quickly before she started the call.

"Oh? What is it?" she frowned, looking at me with a curious gaze.

"I wanted to go on a trip" I confessed. "With you. Around Greece"

"Oh" she nodded, blushing immediately. 

"I'll leave in two weeks, and I want to visit places around" I said quickly, watching how her smile started to grow slowly. "And you are the perfect person to guide me around"

She chuckled and nodded, making me sigh relieved. I just hope that no one recognizes me wherever we go, I really don't want to imagine how it would be if someone calls my name and asks me to take pictures with them while I'm with Lily.

"Okay" she smiled. "So I guess we have to get ready"

I sighed and nodded, getting inside her car and driving towards the apartments again.

Call me selfish, but I don't want to go around and be the center of attention again. I don't want to be disturbed during my free time. 

And I don't want Lily discovering my lies.

Driving in the car with her is comfortable. She puts music on and I can place my hand on her thigh or hold her hand. Everything feels so relaxed between us, we let things flow the right way at a slow pace.

These last few days we discovered each other in a way I never imagined I could know someone. I discovered all her soft spots, kissing them with my lips and touching them with my fingers. I saw all the moles she has on her back, tracing them with my fingers while watching how she fell asleep, creating a mental map of them. I learned the way she likes to be touched.

I'm falling so hard for her, and it scares me to death. 

"Where do you want to go?" she asked me, sitting on the table in her kitchen while I made lunch for us.

"I don't know… you know, somewhere where there is enough space" I sighed. 

"Right, agoraphobia" she nodded. "So…. Athens is out"

I looked back at her, chuckling. She had a map and a pen, crossing with a red pen the places we won't go.

"Santorini neither" she said. "Those typical places are crowded by a lot of tourists"

"Makes sense" I nodded, laughing softly. "What about ruins? You said you wanted to take me to some of them"

"Oh, right!" she smiled happily. "The closest one is… Delphos"

"Then we'll go to Delphos" I smile, grabbing the plates and sitting next to her.

Everyday I learn more about this place. About the mythology, about the story. She lays with me on bed and reads for me her books while I brush my fingers all over his back and arms, creating an intimate atmosphere that makes me want to stay here with her forever.

"Maybe I can ask Bastian if he can give us his camper" she said while eating. "So in that way we can be out for some days"

"That would be amazing" I nodded. "So we can go wherever we want, right?"

"Exactly" she nodded.

It was exciting, planning where to go and the places we will visit was amazing. And it only made me think of how we looked, how we acted. 

I spent all day with her, sleeping next to her and acting like a couple. This would be the definition of a summer love, right? Something that won't last forever, only a temporal fling. But I wish it could last. I wish I was Logan, the boy that is a beginner DJ, that knows some famous people just because they were classmates or because they were neighbors, not because I am famous too. I wish I could be that person so I couldn't be lying to her.

"I'm going to call Bastian, yeah?" she smiled, pecking my lips and getting up to grab her phone.

I washed the plates when we finished eating and then I looked around her apartment.

Even though I spent some days here, I never had the chance to look at her things. 

She doesn't have family pictures, anything related to her past. And it made me curious. She only has small paintings she made and small statues of some gods and goddesses. In her bedroom she has a box where she keeps all her jewelry, like her earrings and rings. 

Something I noticed about her is that she always touched her ring finger, looking at it with a lost gaze before sighing deeply and cursing under her breath. It always made me wonder why she does that.

I walked inside her bedroom, sitting on the bed and looking around with a smile. This place is the perfect picture of her: something simple and at the same time colorful. 

I scanned with my eyes all the room, until they stopped on a light blue box. A box of a brand I know it's luxurious.

"What?" I frown, swallowing thickly.

She always said that she never had a lot of money. That she came from a poor family that helped her come here to make her dream come true.

But the light blue box with the name Tiffany & Co written on silver letters on top of it, made me feel strangely bad. I tried to not open it, but my fingers did it alone. And when I found a ring with a big diamond stone on it, I felt my heart falling to the ground.

"What do you think you are doing?" 

I closed the box but didn't put it back where it belongs. Lily lied too?

"What is this?" I frown, turning around and showing her the box. "Lily?"

"I… I was going to tell you" she sighed sitting on the bed. "Really, I just needed the perfect moment to tell you"

"Then I think this is the perfect moment" I frowned.

Call me selfish. Why am I feeling betrayed when the one that is hiding the biggest lie here is me?

"I… I was engaged" she sighed. "That was the engagement ring"

I swallow thickly and look at the box. This is more expensive than this whole apartment. 

"My name is Lily Barton" she sighed. "Daughter of Samuel Barton"

"Wait…" I frowned. "Samuel Barton, the owner of one of the most important law firms of England?"

"Eh… yeah" she sighed, hugging herself. "I wanted to tell you, Logan… I promise"

I look at her and take a deep breath. I can't get mad because of this. I can't get mad because I'm lying to her too.

"I never belonged to them… to that family" she sighed sitting in front of me. "I never felt that it was my place. They didn't let me study whatever I wanted. I had to do everything they wanted, be the perfect daughter. They never showed me love, Logan… they were abusive"

"Why didn't you tell me, Lily?" I sighed, holding her in my arms.

"No one here knows, only Nora" she mumbled. "And well… now you know"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I should tell her… but I can't.

"Thank you for telling me" I whisper, kissing her head.

Now I'm feeling worse than I was already feeling.

🖌️

Being in his arms meant being safe. He was my safe place, somewhere I can relax and forget about the exterior. 

And now that he knows about me, I can feel better and be myself around him.

"Go grab clothes and put them on a backpack" I smiled, kissing his jaw and hugging him. "We're going to make a road trip"

He laughed and nodded, kissing my lips and squeezing my ass softly before getting up to go to his apartment.

Bastian told me that he was going to bring the camper here after putting gas on it, just to explain to us how it works and where we should go with it.

It was exciting, going out with him and spending more time with him before he has to leave. 

In a very short time I started feeling a lot of things for Logan. He makes me happy and he knows how to please me, worshiping my whole body and not leaving an inch of my skin without touching it.

He made me fall for him. 

After Bastian arrived and we packed everything we needed, we got installed on the camper, checking everything and making sure we didn't forget anything.

"We should go buy groceries" I said. "There's a small fridge here"

He nodded and started to drive using his phone as a GPS. When he parked I smile, kissing his cheek.

"I'll go, you can stay here and unpack the things" I smiled.

"Alright" he smiled, kissing my lips.

Our trip was something spontaneous. We planned things while we drove, stopping every time we saw something interesting and parking in front of a beach to spend the night.

Being with him felt so good. It was a feeling I never had when I dated in secret all those guys before my family discovered everything I did at school. 

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I asked him, grabbing my laptop.

"Mhm, which one?" he smiled, laying on the bed on his stomach.

"What about… this one" I said, showing the one that caught my attention. "It's a movie by Lyanna Michel. I saw some of her movies before"

"Oh? I know her" he casually said 

"What?! Really?" I gasped, looking at him surprised.

"Y-yeah" he laughed. "We used to be neighbors in London"

"No way" I laugh. "For real? That's amazing!"

He laughed and nodded, wrapping his arm around my waist as always, and resting his chin on my shoulder while placing kisses on my skin.

We watched the move, the one she recorded in Monaco. It was a romcom, something I never imagined she would make. 

"Logan?" I whisper, feeling his fingers on my waist. "I'm ready" 

"What? Ready for what? Sleep?" he frowned, making me laugh.

"No, idiot" I laughed. "Sex. I mean… I don't have the bandage anymore… and I bought condoms"

"Lily…" he sighed, pressing his lips on mine. "You have no idea how bad I want you"

"I think I do" I whisper on his lips.

All nights we laid in bed naked, touching each other, discovering our bodies. And now we are going to become one, finally.

"I need you, Logan" I whispered, undressing him while he did the same to me.

"I'm here" he whispered. "I'm not leaving"

That night, as the next ones, we made love. It wasn't a needy sex, something rough and fast. We took our time to feel each other and it really made me fall.

Fall in love with him.

"Logan? What are we?" I whisper, getting the courage to ask that question that has been around my mind for a while.

"What do you mean?" he whispered, holding my hand and kissing my temple.

"I mean… us" I sighed. "I know there's something. I have feelings for you, really strong feelings. I can't deny it anymore"

"Lily…" he sighed. "I'll leave. I don't want to hurt you"

"I know" I mumble. That means he doesn't want to be anything, right? I'm only a summer fling. "Yeah, you are right"

I sighed and turned around, laying on my side and trying to create a small space between us. 

"Come on, Lily" he sighed, hugging me. "I just… I like you, yeah. But I don't want to keep this as a long distance relationship. What if it doesn't work?"

"What if it does?" I whisper. "What if I'm falling hard for you? What if I like you and I want to be with you?"

"Lily… I'm not good" he whispered, kissing my shoulder. "I will be away, I can't come here again"

"Why not?" I frown. "Logan… Let's try?"

He sighed and kissed my shoulder, holding my hand after that. He doesn't want anything with me? 

"It's because I was engaged, right? Because I am a runaway bride and left before the wedding?" I mumble. "It's that?"

"No, of course it is not" he sighed, squeezing my hand. "It's… I'm afraid, that's all"

"Afraid of what?" I frowned, turned around to look at him. 

"Of you not liking being with me" he sighed. 

"Logan… I spent all day with you and I like being next to you" I whisper. "I just want it to last longer…"

"Okay" he whispered, kissing my lips. "Yeah. We'll try"

I smile and hug him, taking a deep breath and breathing his scent. I discovered henreally uses expensive perfumes, and the one he brought to the trip was my favorite of them.

"Sleep, Lily" he whispered. "Tomorrow it's your turn to drive"

I closed my eyes, sleeping in the arms of the man I'm falling in love with.

The next morning I felt the bed empty. He wasn't here, and the cold spot on the bed made me realize he got up a while ago.

"Logan?" I called him, grabbing his shirt and some clean panties and putting them on me.

I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body before getting out of the bed and walking around the small camper, searching for him.

"No, Jon. I will stay here for a while. I need time for myself, no one can know I'm here" I heard him say. "I promise I'll be in Zandvoort days before it, but I really need to be unfocused"

"Logan?" I called him, grabbing the sandals and walking towards him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I have to go, I'll talk to you later" he sighed, ending the call. "Hey, how did you sleep?"

"Nice" I nodded. "What is today's plan?"

"You said we are close to Athena's temple, right?" he smiled. "Then we can go there"

"Alright" I smile. "Will you make breakfast?"

"I actually bought it" he smirked. "I had a call from a friend and then I went to buy some things to that cafeteria near the beach"

I nod and look around. We were nearly Nafpaktos, a city with a beach, an hour away from our destination. 

"This feels nice" I said smiling, stretching a little and looking at him, taking a step closer and hugging him.

"It does, yeah"  he whispered, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and kissing my head. 

We had breakfast in silence, sitting at the edge of the door and looking at the sunrise. It felt so magical, being wrapped on his arms while drinking a warm coffee.

Waking up with Logan I discovered that he's always cold. He loves to wear hoodies no matter what. Here in the camper, even if it's warm inside, he likes to be cozy with his hoodie, driving while jamming with the songs he chooses. I discovered that he loves that type of music they play at festivals.

"You and I like opposite music" I laughed looking at him, sitting on the passenger seat hugging my legs. 

"That's true" he nodded.

"Well, they say that opposite attracts, right?" I smiled, holding his free hand and playing with his fingers.

Logan is someone that once he's comfortable with you, he won't stop touching you. His love language is touch, definitely. And I absolutely loved it.

🎮

Watching Lily drive is something else. She learned how to drive in Greece. Whenever the traffic was near, I could hear her curse in Greek. 

"Malaka" she groaned, holding the steering wheel tightly. 

"Hey, relax" I laughed, massaging her shoulders from behind. 

"No, dude! But look at that!" she groaned pointing to the front. "He the hell you can do something like that!"

"You never went to Rome, right?" I laughed. "It's worse than here"

"I'm happy with where I am" she sighed. "God, I really can't handle this"

"Hey, take a deep breath" I smiled, kissing her head.

She groaned, making me chuckle softly.

During the night we hold each other in the back of the camper, on the bed, she tells me about her past. About his she had to swallow everything she wanted to say, how she had to walk with her head down. Her parents planned everything since the day she was born: where she was going to study and what she would study, what would be her position in the family business and who she would marry. They never let her be free.

And every second she talked about her past, confessing to me how her life was, it made me feel more guilty.

She trusts me. And I'm just playing with her trust.

But it was never my intention. Who was going to tell me that I was going to fall in love with her? Who was going to tell me that the only thing I want to do is wake up next to her for the rest of my life?

I fell in love with her and there's no way she will forgive me.

I tried everything to not let it happen. I reminded myself that I shouldn't love her. That I will leave next week and that it would be impossible to keep contact.

But every second of the day she reminded me that it was worth it. That falling in love with her was something I can let happen. I don't care if she loves Logan. If I have to be Logan to be with her, I will be Logan.

Going to the ruins with her was something magical. She tells me everything she knows about the places, about the God the old civilization made this temple for. She told me how it used to look, drawing it in her notebook.

Looking at her talk like that made me fall deeply in love with her.

"What are you looking at?" she chuckled looking at me.

"At your silly face" I joked, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and keeping her close to me.

Because being with her makes me happy. With her I'm not Lando Norris, the McLaren driver. With her I don't have to act how they want me to act. With Lily I can be who I really am, and I can feel safe and relaxed.

"We should start the trip back to Parga" I sighed, looking at my phone.

My day of going back to work is near. I have to be back in the car in two weeks, and I have to go back to the simulator as soon as possible. 

But I don't want to. I try to ignore the calls of the rest of the drivers. I try to ignore that world of seep and money, of people wanting my attention and acting like they are interested in me. 

They are not Lily.

"Right" she smiled weakly, laying on the bed and looking through the window. "Will you miss me?"

"What type of question is that?" I chuckled while laying next to her.

"A sincere question" she whispered. "Will you miss me once you leave?"

"Of course, I'll miss you, Lily" I whispered, kissing her shoulder. "I'll miss being with you. I'll miss waking up next to you all mornings and going to sleep next to you all nights"

"I wish you didn't have to leave" she mumbled, turning around and hugging me, hiding her face on my chest.

"I have to work, Lily…" I sighed, rubbing her back.

"I know" she mumbled. "I just… I wish we could have more time"

"Yeah" I sighed. "I wish that too"

A silence fell between us. I had to look down at her, thinking she was asleep. But her eyes slightly open, her fingers drawing shapes on my skin and her breath hitting my chest softly. I could hear her thinking, making her mind work with something that is bothering her.

"Logan?" she whispered, not looking up at me.

"Hm?" 

"I… I think I love you" she whispered.

"I think I love you too" I answered, kissing her forehead, swallowing thickly afterwards.

What have you done, Lando?

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Duuuude, A dear friend of mine came to my house so we could hang out and talk about what's been happening in our lives lately, normal, right? But just when we finished greeting each other and we enter my house to continue the conversation, she turns around and says to me "hey, by the way, do you remember the other time? You know, when you started talking to me about that music game that you like so much, well, I remember that you sent me some drawings about that, so I want to give you a little knitted plushie of that guy you always talk about, since it seems like you like him so much" and right after that...BOOM!...she took out a damn Cool P plushie from her backpack!!!

I was soooo excited that I could only scream like I had never done before, she has been doing this knitting thing for a while and I am excited that she will give me something like this out of nowhere, in the end she said that took this as a reference because she thought he looked really cute this way:

Little guy mide by: @f0xy5o1

And well...what can I say? It looks so cute! Let me introduce you...

This little man here!✨

I still scream from time to time at this point, my friend left my house a while ago and now I can't stop seeing El Cool P just being cute on the side of my bed, he's the best gift in months without kidding!

Anyway, in other news, I was drawn a little and I wanted to try a new style a little more Cartoon or something, so I'm showing you a little page of doodles about myself...and some other guests who are never missing, what can I say, I haven't been able to get milesdagoof's oc's out of my head, so Viktor is walking around my page, soon I will have you too Vincent...Just wait while I learn to manage your hair at the time I draw you ☠️

I can't do much since it was a small sheet, but I still tried not to leave anything empty because I love how full the sheet looks 😍

I never thought it would be so fun to draw myself, before I suffered a lot since nothing convinced me, but I think this new style (which I created by accident while I was cleaning some ink residue on the tip of my pen 🤡) manages to make me feel satisfied with the result.

And that's all for now, I just wanted to share a few things with you, thanks for reading my ramblings! Stay safe everyone <]

#incredibox #incredibox v9 #el cool p #plushies #wekiddy #cartoon #new art style #doodles #I feel a little tired so I don't really know what to put here lol

[runnning-outof-time]

A Call For Help… | Tommy Shelby (written through letters)

Request: no - part of @raincoffeeandfandoms ‘s Peaky letter writing event

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x OC (written in form of letters)

Summary: Tommy tries to find a way to better an old flame’s current situation while also hoping to make her aware of the fact that things have changed since they last saw each other.

Warnings: mentions of abuse, starvation and isolation, mentions of an arranged marriage

Word Count: 1413

A/N: this is unlike anything I’ve ever written before…thank you Flor for creating this super unique event, and Aimee ( @dandelionprints ) for writing the first letter - it was so fun to respond to…I hope it’s ok that I took a bit of an angsty route, and I hope that it makes sense. Enjoy! :)

A/N 2: the woman mentioned at the end of the second letter is not Grace (or at least I did not imagine it to be as I was writing). She doesn’t have a name though, so it could be her if you want.

— letter writtten by @dandelionprints —

Dear Tommy,

I'm sorry if it comes as a surprise that I'm writing you this letter, I'll completely understand if you decide to read no further than this part, throw it into a fire and scatter the ashes as if ridding yourself of me for good.

I fear you were not told the truth about why I went away. I'm sure my father told you that I'd had a change of heart, that I could never truly love someone who called themselves a 'Peaky Blinder'. Oh how wrong that could be.

The truth is that it was not my choice to be parted from you, in fact I kicked and screamed with all my might to stay but it did no good. I was still manhandled into a car and driven off to Scotland to wed a man that I cannot stand, a man who knows nothing of loyalty or love. A man who is nothing like you.

My father told me that it had been agreed between himself and my now husband's father that I were to be married into their family, all to settle a debt that my father created by drinking and gambling his way through his wages. If I married this man then his father would rid mine of his debts and make sure that my parents would live a comfortable life.

Why they wanted me of all people, I don't know. I have no money to give them, only services that I'm forced to do against my will, otherwise a beating is in order. Sometimes I take the beating, I'd rather that than to do the things they want me to. All I do know is that I wish it could be different, wish that I could have stayed back in Birmingham with you...

Anyway, I'm sorry. You probably don't need to know about that and also probably don't care. It's been two years since you last heard from me so I completely understand if you want nothing to do with me. You might even have a new love now, I wouldn't blame you if you do.

They stopped me from sending letters to anyone but my parents, I have to be chaperoned everywhere I go.

I've lied and said I don't feel well today and the man whose job it is to make sure I don't do anything I shouldn't has left me in my room to sleep though I fear he will be back soon. I knew I had to use the time wisely and write to the person I've wanted to speak to since the moment I was dragged from my house by the arms all that time ago. You.

I'm planning an escape soon, I can't take much more of this life. The beatings, the withholding of food to the point that my clothes hang off my frame, the feeling that there is not a soul around that I can turn to for comfort.

I don't know where I will go but I won't be able to leave this God forsaken place for at least another month. If you write a letter in response to this then please find a way to get it here without having to go past other people in this house first, I'll never get the chance to read it if it does.

As I said before, I'll understand if you have a new love or if you just want nothing to do with me, time has passed now and feelings change. I'll leave it up to you to decide what to do.

Yours, always,

Aimee

— letter written by myself —

Aimee,

I'm sorry.

I haven't a clue of how long your letter has sat on my desk. A lengthy trip to America took me away from Birmingham for some time and I've just finally gotten back to my office now.

It's been too long, Aimee. Since I've seen you; since I've heard from you. And the reason behind it makes sense now, but it was a struggle to figure it out in the interim.

I hate to know what has happened to you; what the reason behind the silence was. I would have fought against it had I known what type of situation you'd be taken into. I wish this letter would have found me sooner. Maybe if it had, things could have been resolved before they got to their current point.

I looked for you around Small Heath, and when it turned up empty; I widened the search to the whole of Birmingham. The decision to write this letter came when those efforts returned unsuccessful. I write it with the hope that you have not since left this address, and that you will receive it when I send it out.

Help will come, Aimee. I cannot give all of the details here for fear of interception, but know that I will do all that I can in order to improve your situation.

The man that your father struck a deal with is easily influenced, as I am sure you might have already figured out. I have spoken to him and have managed to get him to switch some of his operations around. He has hired some of my men onto his payroll, and they will allow us to trade correspondence in the future; if you feel inclined to, that is. When the time comes, you will be able to leave, and if things go according to how I have planned them, that time will arrive sooner than later.

As for the man you were made to marry...the things he does are worse than anything I have ever carried out. How your parents cannot see that perplexes me and makes me wonder if there was more than the debt that needed to be paid back. I could have helped, Aimee. I could have made your father's situation disappear; I could have changed your entire family's life for the better. How can he be wary of me but yet sell his daughter to a man who so clearly resembles the devil in all of his doings? I never understood how he conducted things; how he could be so scornful at times, but I withstood that to continue to be with you.

I was told that you moved away. That you had dreams bigger than Small Heath and you were finally going to work towards achieving them. I should have recognized the dullness in your mother's eyes when she told me these things, but I was not one to over-analyze what was put forth as the truth then. I understood what it was, and is, like to hold dreams that others think are too big to become reality. I've worked hard to make the Shelby Company Limited into what it is today, and I guess a part of myself was content with thinking that you were off wherever it was that you went, also working hard to make your dreams a reality. Had I known what your actual reality was…

So much has changed over the years we’ve been apart from each other, but I cannot deny the fact that reading your words allowed me to escape back to a time when things were easier. When there wasn’t much else other than you and I. I often think of those times; of you in the summer, sitting under a blue sky with not a care in the world. You always felt much better outside, and thinking of those times makes me feel better…like the weight of the world is lifted off of my shoulders, even if only for a moment.

But like I said, things have changed since then. I’ve found someone whom I love. She has become my wife and has given me a son. They ground me in a way that you used to.

I couldn’t wait for you, Aimee. I had to allow myself to continue on with my life while thinking that you were bettering yours. I thought I’d never hear from you again. I needed to move on.

I want to help you though, and things will get better. They just may not get better in the way that you’d hoped upon writing your letter.

I hope to hear from you again,

Tommy

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Hello im lazysimpluna or you can call me Luna or Finley

My other trumblr blog is called @morpheus-the-sandman hop in if you're interested and take a look around!

The pictures hight difference is by the way referenced by clowns drawing just so you know!

im not good at writing and my grammar isn't that great so forgive me for typos :'D I also didn't used Tumblr as much so I'm still

Important none of the stories are Canon to clowns og project!!

!! Boundaries!!

Yes you can

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✅ Shipping? Yes ofc but please only ocs sonas or yns yeah you can also ship Eddie and frank since I ship it too

✅ Im also okay with interactions trough I can't promise I will do all of them I mostly do what I feel like and if I don't feel like it I don't do it it also might take a bit

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Please no applecest no wallycest no proships!!!❌

No nsfw with these aus mentioned here!!!❌

Don't do Ai bots of my aus I'm doing alredy bots but it takes a bit I get really exausted after a bit of working on bots like I get sleepy and all it takes a bit I know I'm working on them for quite a while now but still have patients I'm also not an expert when it comes to bots I'm still learning!! ( not sure if I make any ais of the aus here I see idk)

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🌟Things about me that are important 🌟

my pronounce are she/her, he him, im genderfluid and aroace ❤️

I have auditory processing disorder or called

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Wich makes me slower I might forget alot of things or I also have hearing problems sometimes like when somone calls me it doesn't end up in my brain I'm also very sensitive so sounds loud notices specifically

I also take a while to understand things so be patient with me

(HSP ) I am a highly sensitive person

I also have social anxiety

I'm really sensitive like I would say emotionally there are often times where I do take things too serious or something please tell me talk to me about those things if I understand stuff the wrong way

I'm 22 years old and German

I only speak English and German I can't speak other languages

I have 29 aus by now I might add more depending on what ideas I get ( idk for sure I know I have alredy alot and I didn't even developed alot of them enough I do want to put an line to it but I can't I love creating I love making it makes me happy so just be aware XD when I decide to do a blog for my other aus that I might not post alot about those depending on how I'm feeling ( maybe I post more when I get asks idk)

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What's the Xmas au about??

What is the Xmas au about??

Well I think you can guess Basacally they make gifts for everyone

Wolly Julie yn and Sally are outside to check the houses and make them ready for Santa home to enter before he comes

Eddie brings the letters from everyone to Santa home

Frank makes sure everything goes after plan

Howdy does work both as a shop keeper but also helps around and carries heavy things

Poppy well she bakes

Barnaby also helps around!

They are also able to travel trough aus

If one of them talks it's gonna be red

Because I'm planning on bringing in this blog also other aus so stay tuned!

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𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 - 𝐣𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟖

things go better than expected, and jaime has so much more to learn about drea than he realised

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– pairings: jaime reyes x oc

– warning: fluff, canon divergent, blue beetle movie spoilers

– author’s note: DREA LORE!! was extremely excited to write this chapter hhehe! disclaimer: i’m not of Hispanic or Aztec descent and used a translator for certain terms, so do correct me if im wrong!

“Ever heard of the galaxy, Cemanahuatlchan?” 

Jaime frowned in confusion, briefly about to open his mouth to ask what Drea meant as Khaji-Da’s voice filled the silence of his thoughts.

“Cemanahuatlchan, also known as ‘Home Universe’ among Alejandra’s people. A neighbouring galaxy of the Milky Way. It consists of approximately the same number of Milky Way planets, eight hundred billion, and more.”

“Actually, I guess I do now?” Jaime smiled unsurely, Drea giggling softly in reply.

“Let me guess, the scarab told you about it, huh?” She queried, Jaime, nodding his head side to side, his smile growing wider guiltily.

“No matter, I’ll tell you more anyway.”

Lifting her left wrist, the half-human tapped on the thin material of one of the matching bracelets on her wrist, the other accessory’s counterpart on her right wrist. As soon as she lifted her finger, a hologram appeared, displaying a map of the galaxy the two young adults were discussing.

With her eyes locked on a singular speck, Drea pinched her fingers, the image enlarging to display a planet, its exterior pattern reminiscent of Jupiter’s. The slight difference was the three bright rings that surrounded it.

“That’s my Mama’s home planet. To her, it’s known as Chantlemauatl, Home Flame,” She hummed, Jaime, watching in awe. 

With another quick tap to her bracelet, the hologram shifted into one of the natives of the planet, feathers adorning their headpieces, gold placed around their necks and arms, and vibrant paint swiped across their faces, more specifically, their eyes.

“But to those who are outsiders and know of its existence, it’s known as Tletlalia. Our culture, our language, it’s reminiscent of your ancient Aztec culture, I think. Even though our home planet birthed my people, the people of Chantlemauatl, the Comonqui, adapted to survive the conditions of our home.

“Our powers evolved as the climates of our planet began to change, and it would turn cooler by the year. It isn’t freezing, but it constantly rains, so to keep ourselves warm, our powers started to change to suit our needs, to benefit my people’s survival.

“Eventually, fire-related powers were one of the most useful powers we grew to have. More accurately, it’s the power of the majority of the population. Occasionally, there are a few variants to the main power, fire creation. Like mine, I have fire creation and fire manipulation. Somewhere in my ancestry, there was a variation, and it caused my mother and I to have both abilities.”

“Cool,” Jaime muttered, a small grin on his face. “What about that material you had? The one you used to fight with against Phantom?”

“Oh, it’s known as tecpatl. It’s a material that’s similar to your obsidian, except that it only hardens to that quality when in contact with flames, usually the flames of the Comonqui,” She grinned, pulling the said feather from her purse. “When not in contact, it’s just like feathers. The floating orbs, however, are called citlaltontli, small stars in English.”

“Are they made of a different material then?”

“Yeah, but they work just like tecpatl, only reacting to Comonqui flames,” She nodded eagerly. “My mother only brought a large pouch full of sand with her when she left home because it only takes a pinch of Tletlalia’s earth and a distinct type of flame to create any of these materials. I’m still learning the ropes to make it.

“In our culture, when a Comonqui is of age to be independent, they can either find their place in society or venture for new places to call home. My Mama, even though she was happy living on Tletlalia, she felt like she was missing something. So she left to find something new, and came to Earth.”

“And then, I’m assuming she met a guy, and then had you?” Jaime questioned while Drea tapped her bracelet a third time, the hologram disappearing.

“What? No, my Mama never had a lover on Earth before she met Amma,” She responded with a look of disbelief.

“Then how?”

“It’s a long, long story,” Drea sighed. “On our home planet, each person’s flame consists of a small trace of their DNA, it’s just a feature of our evolution. It makes it really convenient if there’s ever a crime committed because all it takes is a little DNA scan equivalent. But it’s also how reproduction works, especially with homosexual couples. 

“Usually, for them, there’s a different and distinct kind of flame they both produce which fuses their DNA, but I’m not sure with the whole… er… process of it,” She flushed red, Jaime’s cheeks blooming into a similar shade of dark crimson.

“R-RIGHT, right,” He muttered, ignoring the way his voice cracked slightly. “Wait, isn’t your other mom human?”

“She is, therefore she can’t produce the flame. But my Mama did actually bargain with Bruce Wayne to help fuse their DNA and create me,” Drea casually leaned back in her chair.

“Hold up, your mothers know Bruce Wayne? As in, the Bruce Wayne?” He questioned with widened eyes, his disbelief growing into a smile.

“Yeah,” She shrugged. “They’re a mutual friend of Uncle Cl– I mean, Superman.”

“You know Superman too?!” His jaw dropped, and the female across from him laughed in amusement. 

“I mean, it’s a small pool of humanoid extraterrestrials. Superman just had a little diplomatic convo with my mom, and they hit it off. He actually helped us find our home here,” She pulled her phone out, showing the young Mexican man a selfie of her, her mother and the man in the iconic blue, red and yellow suit.

Jaime’s chestnut eyes widened in excitement, and he took Drea’s phone from her hand gently as she giggled at his enthusiasm. As soon as his eyes were off the image, his eyes locked onto hers, a wide grin still plastered across his face.

“Any chance you could introduce us?” He grinned, Drea’s own smile growing from his good mood.

“Slim chance, but I could definitely give it a shot,” She winked, taking her phone back from him as Jaime’s cheeks warmed slightly, taken aback that she had it in her to wink at him so casually.

She didn’t mean it in that way. Right? Right… 

Before he could let other thoughts plague his head, he let the one thought that preoccupied his mind the whole time finally escape his lips.

“Hey, Drea?” He asked softly, watching the way she turned to face his direction in response.

“Why are you telling me all of this?”

He watched the way she swallowed the lump in her throat, the way her hands darted to keep her phone in her purse, and the way one of her hands instantly rushed to rest at the back of her neck once it was done with handling her device. 

Briefly, for just a short moment, Jaime saw a flash of fear and pain gloss over her light brown eyes, and he was struck with that sense of familiarity.

“Ah, uhm,” She began breathily, nervously fiddling with a few strands of hair, the other hand shoved into her jeans pocket. “Believe it or not, I uh… I don’t trust people easily, even if Milagro has become one of my best friends. It’s been… a long time since I’ve really told anyone who I am or where I’ve come from. And those didn’t… it didn’t go so well.”

She fiddled with her fingers, a soft yet sad smile growing at the memory of Bianca Reyes insisting on calling her ‘Tiá Bianca’, heartwarming in a bittersweet way.

“Your family though, you made me feel welcome. You all have no malicious intent, not a bad bone in any of you. You all made me want to trust you… And I mean, even though we had a rough start, you knew my secret, and I trust that you haven’t told anyone so… why not know each other a bit more before any more assumptions cause more problems?”

A teasing smile replaced her nervous grin, but the lingering emotions remained. Letting out a small, calming smile, Jaime nodded back, chuckling lightly at the joke.

“Yeah, yeah,” He huffed. “I’ve already apologised for it. How’d you know I had the scarab though?”

“I mean, it’s an alien species. And when you’re alien yourself, you get a rough idea of what’s out there. Just because we’re similar to the Aztecs doesn’t mean that we progress at the same speed as them,” She chuckled. “We do have technology there. And it’s pretty advanced, I gotta say.”

“Been there before?”

“Nah, but from the stories I heard from my mom? It sounds a little bit like paradise,” She sighed, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. “She knows about the scarab too, by the way. She just didn’t tell me.”

“You told your mom about the scarab and I?” He frowned, a pang of betrayal shooting through him.

Instantly, Drea’s eyes widened, her hands pulling away from her hair as she waved them, her head shaking from side to side.

“What? No! Never! We made a promise, and I intend to keep it!” She reassured him, Jaime slinking back into the chair. “I just found a few of her old diaries in the attic. I rummaged through after we met. Found a whole bunch of diagrams and entries of the scarab and assumed that she knows of its existence and the extent of its powers.”

“Oh… oh, that kinda makes sense,” Jaime nodded, placing his cheek to rest on his palm, elbow hitched onto the arm of the chair. “Anything info about it that’s related to your history?”

“Oh, loads, but… maybe for another day,” She muttered tiredly. “Maybe when I actually have pictures of them. Forgot to take them when I was in the attic. Was too dark anyways.”

She then turned to face Jaime, eyes glimmering with curiosity and wonder as a small smile returned to her face. The young man across from her almost thought her expression to be cute before brushing the thought aside as nonsense.

“What about you though?” She questioned. “How’d you become the Blue Beetle?”

“Ah… uhm, I guess it’s your turn to buckle up,” He let out an airy laugh, head falling against the back of the chair. 

“And I mean really, listen well, ‘cause it was… a really rough ride.”

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Brothers Part Five

Garreth Weasley x F!MC x Oscar Weasley (OC)

A love rivalry between two Weasley brothers.

Oscar Weasley is an OC created by @eternalremorse and used with her permission

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Chapter Five - Quidditch and Feels

The Great Hall was abuzz with energy and anticipation Saturday morning, the students chatting excitedly about the Quidditch game, the first in over a year. Taunts were called across between the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables, mostly in good humour, and even the other two houses were getting in on the fun.

MC entered the hall with Poppy, her tummy a little bundle of nervous excitement, as she adjusted the Gryffindor scarf that was draped around her neck that still carried the scent of Oscar's cologne. It was still hard to believe that she was now Oscar's girl. The memory of his kisses lingered long on her skin after he gave them, and she found that she was already eager for their next meeting as soon as they parted company. Today, she would get to see him in a proper Quidditch game, and she would be there to cheer him on as his girl.

"Are you going to sit in the Gryffindor stands?" Poppy asked.

MC nodded. "Garreth invited me to sit with him. You're welcome to join us if you like."

Sebastian appeared beside them dressed in his Quidditch kit, his face falling into a scowl when he saw her scarf. He picked up the end of it between thumb and forefinger, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"Why are you wearing this disgraceful thing?" He asked. He shook his head in disapproval as he held up the end of his own scarf. "And here was me hoping you would wear mine, but it seems that my best friend has decided to abandon me in favour of a lion. How disappointing."

MC blushed, reaching to clasp his hand in hers. "Oh, don't be mad at me, not today," she said. "Of course I support you."

He pouted out his bottom lip and gave her big, sad eyes. MC giggled and pulled him forward for a hug, his arms immediately responding. "You still have your fan club to cheer for you," she reminded him. "Duellist and Quidditch player, you're hardly starved of attention."

He hummed, unconvinced, and then playfully pushed her back. "Urgh, don't hug me with that thing round your neck."

He dodged quickly, chuckling, as MC went to smack his arm. Then he swung his own scarf up and draped it around Poppy's neck, pulling it tight so that she lurched forward a step, and he did not let the scarf go. He leant down to her. "Perhaps Miss Sweeting would like to wear my scarf and cheer me on? What do you say, Poppy? Would you do me the honour of wearing my scarf?"

Poppy flushed bright pink, her mouth moving but no words coming out as she stared up at Sebastian. "I...I..."

MC quirked an eyebrow at the pair. Interesting. She grinned and nudged Poppy. "She would love to, wouldn't you, Poppy?"

"Erm, yes, alright," Poppy said shyly.

Sebastian's eyes brightened, and he wrapped the scarf more snugly around Poppy's neck. "There you go," he said. He even gave her a cheeky wink. "I shall look out for you and give you a wave during the match."

As Sebastian headed off towards the Slytherin table, a little pep in his step, MC grinned and looked at Poppy. "So, does this put Sebastian into your Top Five Boys, Pops?"

Poppy's blush darkened and she bit her lip, she gave MC a nervous look. "Would you be mad if he was?"

"Of course not! Why in Merin's name would I be mad?"

Poppy shrugged, her hands gently touching the green and silver scarf wrapped around her neck. "You two are so close..."

MC put her arm around Poppy. "Listen to me, of all the girls that Sebastian could kiss, I would rather he kissed you. He deserves to be happy after everything that he's been through, and the way his face lit up when you agreed to wear his scarf, that was just so lovely to see."

Poppy's face softened and she gazed across towards the Slytherin table. Then, she smirked. "He didn't exactly give me much choice."

MC chuckled. "Yes, well, that's just Sebastian doing Sebastian things."

A rousing cheer went up, and the girls turned to see the Gryffindor table greeting Isaac and Oscar as they arrived, decked out in their Quidditch gear and high-fiving their fellow housemates. MC watched as Oscar was surrounded, being patted on the back and laughing with his friends and admirers. Was this a glimpse of his future? He had received an offer to play for a Quidditch team once he had left Hogwarts after all.

She watched as girls offered up shy smiles to him. Even a few from other houses had drifted across to speak to the two popular Gryffindor boys, one of whom MC recognised. Trixie McNair. MC tensed as Trixie put her hand on Oscar's arm and looked up at him, her smile so self-assured and very beautiful.

"Are you going to go over and see Oscar before we eat?" Poppy asked.

MC watched as Oscar spoke to Trixie and observed the easy way they seemed to be with each other, the old rumours about them whispering in the back of her mind. Ominis had told her plenty of gossip about the beautiful Slytherin girl, and MC felt herself inwardly retreating, her own self-confidence wilting under the other girl's shadow. She had thought to greet Oscar and wish him good luck for the game, but now she did not want to stand in a line of girls waiting to shower him with attention, no matter if she had every right to.

MC shook her head and took Poppy's arm. "No, it's alright. He looks busy. Let's go and eat."

....*....

Clear skies and barely any breeze made for excellent flying conditions in the chilly October air. The viewing stands were filling up with students and staff as the players gathered at the centre of the pitch, ready for the start. Oscar shifted his grip on his broom as he stepped onto the pitch, bending to touch the grass with his fingers in his little pre-match ritual. There is no harm in asking for a blessing to not be knocked off his broom. As he straightened, he caught the eye of Trixie, who was loitering nearby with a friend. She smiled and blew him a kiss, which he chose to ignore. His eyes had been hoping to land on MC, but she hadn't come to see him this morning. His only glimpse of her had been when she had left the Great Hall with Poppy and Garreth. He bit back his disappointment.

He glanced to the side as Sebastian came up beside him. The Slytherin's face one of hard disapproval as he flicked his dark eyes across to Trixie. "I hope you're keeping it in your pants, Weasley," he muttered.

Oscar shifted and avoided looking back over towards Trixie. "That's long since over," he said. "You've got no worries there."

Sebastian glared at him. "Oh, I still worry," he said tightly. "MC is family to me, Weasley. You mess with her, you mess with me. Understood?"

Oscar sighed and rolled his eyes. First Garreth gave him a little warning, and now Sebastian. Surely, MC was more than capable of making her own mind up and taking care of herself. Merlin, the girl could bring down bloody trolls on her own.

"Fuck off, Sallow."

Sebastian grabbed the front of Oscar's Quidditch jersey and jerked him forward, his eyes glittered with something dangerous, a darkness hovering in the back of that gaze that made ice slide down Oscar's spine. There was something very slippery and cold about Sallow underneath all that charm and banter. Oscar was a fair duellist. He could hold his own and had done in Crossed Wands many times, but he knew Sallow was also good. Combined with that dark streak that flashed in his eyes, Oscar wasn't sure he wanted to come up against Sallow with intent.

"I meant what I said," Sebastian said coldly.

"And I meant what I said, too," Oscar said firmly.

"Alright lads, save it for the match," Imelda called. She slapped Sebastian on the shoulder. "Come on, it's almost time."

Sebastian gave Oscar one last stare through narrowed eyes before letting him go. "I'm watching you, Weasley."

As they all kicked up off the ground to fly around the pitch, waving to all the spectators before the start of the match, Oscar tried not to let Sebastian get under his skin. His eyes scanned the Hufflepuff stands in the hopes of catching a glimpse of MC, wanting to see her and that lovely smile of hers, hopefully with his scarf wrapped around her neck. There was no sign of her, and he frowned a little, moving along towards the Gryffindor stands where he received a rousing cheer of encouragement. He smiled and waved, slowing down to hover before them all, his team mates around him on their own brooms. This was what it was about, sharing the love for the game, and it made the anticipation thrum in his veins.

In the back of his mind, he knew he had to do something about Trixie and her flirting, but it wouldn't be easy. She was a difficult one to deal with at the best of times. Oscar had a past, and there was nothing he could do to change it. He didn't want to change it, but he also didn't want it to ruin his chances with MC. She had agreed to be his girl, and he wanted to keep it that way. The disappointment at her not being there to see him this morning was only magnified by Sebastian's chilling threat.

As his eyes scanned across the Gryffindor crowd, he spotted Garreth and there beside him sat MC. Biting back the jealousy of seeing her sitting there with his brother, Oscar moved his broom a little closer as they both waved up at him. MC was indeed wearing his scarf, and her smile was just for him as she waved. It made him feel a little better until he saw Poppy jump up beside her, waving a Slytherin scarf amongst a sea of red as Sebastian flew up beside him. The Slytherin Beater waved and blew two kisses towards the stands, calling out that they were for his two favourite girls. The smirk he gave Oscar was unbearably smug as he sped away to join his team.

Oscar gritted his teeth, his fingers flexing around his broom and bat as the urge to smash some Bludgers towards Slytherins made his blood pound thick and hot through his veins.

....*....

The cracking sound of the Bludger hitting Oscar's bat split the air through the cheers of the crowd. Garreth watched as the Bludger sailed towards a Slytherin Chaser speeding towards the goal, Quaffle under their arm. It got close, really close, but Sebastian swooped down, arm raised as he swung viciously to smack the Bludger back, a feral sounding growl bursting from his mouth as he did so.

The crowd gasped as the Bludger careened back across the pitch towards Oscar. MC winced beside Garreth, and her hands grabbed his arm, which he did not mind in the slightest. When he had heard that her and Oscar were now officially courting, his disappointment had been bitter, and he had expected her to withdraw from him. It seemed that wasn't the case, and it was a relief because he couldn't bear it if she drifted away from him.

"Oh no, he's done it again," she groaned. "What are they doing?"

They watched as Oscar adjusted his position on his broom, gripping with his legs as he used both arms to swing his bat this time. The ear splitting whack resounded as he sent the Bludger right back towards Sebastian. Garreth shook his head and rubbed his face with his hand. "Idiots," he muttered.

The match was fast paced and the players were being unforgiving, with a whole year out of matches, the need to get stuck in was evident and there were already sweaty faces, some even sporting bloody wounds for their efforts. But, there would be no giving up. There was a game to win, and being Gryffindor vs Slytherin, it was getting personal.

Sebastian had already hinted to Garreth that he was going to wind Oscar up, and at the time Garreth had chuckled, urging his new Slytherin friend on, still pissed at Oscar for making it official with MC. But now he was regretting firing up Sebastian because the boy was brutal. He had been deliberately sending Bludgers Oscar's way, his face fixed in a mask of determination, and Oscar was giving as good as he was getting.

Imelda and Isaac, the team captains, were already starting to lose their voices from screaming at the pair to pack it up and focus on the match. Slytherin were currently up 90 - 60, and Gryffindor needed to up their game.

"Why are they doing this?" MC grumbled. "Will they not get into trouble for it?"

"Unlikely, maybe with their captains for messing up the game," Garreth said. "There are not a load of rules to Quidditch. It only encourages players to break them, or so the experts claim anyway. But there are such things as gentleman's agreements, and it's not usual for the Beaters to play back and forward like this. It frees up the Chasers to score goals."

MC gave him a curious look. "For someone who didn't seem all that bothered about Quidditch, you seem to know a fair bit about it."

Garreth smiled, enjoying the fact that she hadn't yet let go of his arm. "I'm not that fussed about playing it, but I do love a good game. If you want to know more, I would be happy to tell you. I have a book you can borrow, Quidditch Through the Ages, you can brush up on your knowledge to impress your new boyfriend."

Her face fell a little, and she nodded. "Is that what all the other little groupies do? Do they use Quidditch facts to get in with the star players as well? I'm not sure that's my style."

Garreth noted the slight bitter tone to her words and frowned. He knew girls hung around the Quidditch boys. He had seen them hanging off his brother often enough. He attempted another smile, wanting to cheer her up. "Not to worry, you can impress me with your facts instead, although you don't need to do that to get in with me. I'm already won over."

Her eyes met his, widening with surprise. Garreth felt a pulse of panic and bit his tongue, colour flooding his cheeks. He cleared his throat and turned his attention back to the game. Him and his big mouth.

Gryffindor scored a goal, and the students around them erupted into an ear blasting amount of cheering, Garreth clapped, and so did MC, although she kept her arm linked through his and that made his chest warm. It seemed she did not mind his cheeky comment, and it made his smile return.

Imelda Reyes was not smiling, however, and she flew towards Sebastian, her face twisted with rage as she bawled him out. Garreth and MC cringed, and Poppy looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Remind me never to get on the wrong side of Imelda," Poppy said. She grimaced. "Poor Sebastian!"

Garreth raised his eyebrows at Poppy's words and gave MC a curious look. She smirked before leaning in close to his ear. "I think she has taken a particular fancy to a certain snake," she whispered.

Garreth almost shivered at the feel of MC's lips so close to his ear, and he had to take a breath before meeting her amused eyes. This close, he could see every fleck of colour in her irises, and he marvelled at just how lovely they were. "And does this snake return these sentiments?"

"Have you not seen the scarf she is wearing? He put it there himself," she whispered back.

"What are you two whispering about?" Poppy asked, a crease on her brow.

"Nothing," MC said quickly. She moved back away from Garreth and shrugged. "Garreth was just explaining some Quidditch game play to me, that's all."

Poppy shrugged and turned back to the game, MC sharing a little glance with Garreth. He grinned. "If we win, I am so smuggling Sebastian into our party so Poppy can pet her snake after a few cheeky Butterbeers."

MC smothered her giggles, and he chuckled along with her, his heart squeezing as he wished that it could always be like this with her.

....*....

MC was on her feet, screaming and clapping as the announcement echoed across the pitch. "Gryffindor win!"

The Gryffindor Seeker was hovering in the centre of the pitch, face flushed and triumphant as they held up the shining Golden Snitch. The students around MC were stomping their feet and yelling in delight, the wooden seating stand shuddering under their boots. MC threw her arms around Garreth, and he laughed, lifting her clean off the wooden step in a hug of celebration, his arms squeezing her with surprising strength.

She looked down at his smiling face. "Let's get down to the pitch and find Leander and Oscar," she said excitedly.

Garreth nodded and put her carefully down onto her feet. "You go on and find Oscar," he said. "He will be wanting to see you, I'm sure. I will escort Poppy down."

MC squealed happily and began to push her way through the mad crowd and hurried down towards the pitch, hitting the grass at a run as she sped across towards the huddle of players. She was not the only one. Other students were beginning to invade the pitch, too, in their excitement. MC spotted Oscar celebrating with his teammates, a Gryffindor 7th year launching herself at him in a hug that nearly knocked him off his feet. MC slowed her steps, hesitating as she watched him give the girl a quick squeeze before releasing her. He was laughing, cheeks flushed, and so very handsome. MC wondered if she really fit in here with his group of Quidditch friends, her eyes darting around at the crowd gathering as she walked towards Oscar.

The Slytherin team looked dejected and angry as they began to walk off. Sebastian looked positively furious, and MC winced, giving him a wide berth as he stormed towards the edge of the pitch, launching his bat across the ground as he did so. Imelda was scowling after him, her face livid with their defeat. The Slytherin common room would not be a happy place this evening, but the Gryffindor one would most definitely be a riot of celebration.

MC slowed to a complete stop when she saw Trixie McNair and her friends loitering around the players, her sultry eyes on Oscar, her smile full of seduction as she waved at him. Oscar seemed to be looking Trixie's way, but then he spotted MC, and his face split into a huge smile. He ran, hurrying towards her, and MC felt her heart lift a little.

"There's my girl," he cried. He grabbed her under the arms, lifting her up high into the air and MC had to grab his shoulders, a yelp leaving her lips at the sudden lift, before he spun around in a circle making her robes flare outwards.

"Oscar, put me down," she giggled. "People are staring!"

MC almost gulped when she saw the look of poison on Trixie McNair's face. She looked away quickly, immediately uncomfortable at the Slytherin girl's glare, concentrating only on Oscar as he put her back down onto the grass. He laughed and cupped her face.

"I don't care," he said, shaking his head. "We won! We actually won, and you are finally here. I missed you this morning."

MC's tummy fluttered at his words. "I didn't want to intrude, you looked busy, and I didn't want to distract you before the game."

His thumbs brushed against her cheeks, and his eyes blazed as he looked down at her. "Rule number one, you may distract me whenever you like."

MC felt her cheeks flush, and then he kissed her, in front of the whole crowded Quidditch pitch, a long, slow kiss on the lips. Her heart was pounding the whole time. Concerns about what people might say, or a Professor coming along to scold them, swirled about at the back of her mind, but she couldn't deny the little thought that this would be the perfect slap in the face for girls like Trixie McNair.

Oscar was kissing her, Oscar had missed her, and it did wonders for her earlier self-doubt. She gripped the front of his jersey, breathing a little harder as he pulled back, smiling down at her.

"Come on," he said, taking her hand. "We've got a party to organise."

....*....

Gryffindor students knew how to throw a party. Streamers hung from every available point, bottomless punch bowls and a keg of Butterbeer were set up, a few students had brought instruments and were playing a lively tune.

With it being the first win of the new season, students from other houses had snuck in to celebrate with Gryffindor. There were a few Slytherins, but not many, most licking their wounds elsewhere. Oscar was soaking up the atmosphere, revelling in their win, riding quite high right now after already downing a few laced drinks. With his arm wrapped tight around MC, Oscar tapped his mug of Butterbeer against Isaac's, their grins wide as they nodded, lifting their drinks up in a toast.

"To Gryffindor!" Isaac yelled.

"To Gryffindor!" The room called back, followed by cheers and whistles.

Oscar took a long drink before looking down at MC. With a small laugh she reached up and wiped the froth from his lips with her thumb, the touch waking up the spark inside of him and he pulled her even closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

He saw her blush, her shy glances around the room to see who was watching, and he wished he could get her somewhere alone. Despite promising to go at her pace, he ached to touch her and kiss her in ways that would make her come apart in his hands. He was always horny after a match, and she was so soft pressed up against him that it was driving him crazy.

He felt eyes burning into the back of his head. He didn't need to turn and look to know who from, the tension between them getting thicker since the match. This was another reason to sneak off with MC, away from disapproving eyes.

"Sebastian really doesn't like me, does he?" He murmured into MC's ear. "Why is he even here? Clearly he didn't take enough of a beating in the match today."

MC gave him a pained look. "Please don't fight," she said.

Oscar frowned. "He started it."

The flasks of fire whiskey were being passed around, and Oscar poured a generous shot into his beer before holding the flask out to MC. She shook her head, and Oscar shrugged, taking an extra sip from the flask before passing it on to Isaac. They were celebrating after all.

"You two were obviously in some kind of battle on the pitch today," she said. "I wish you could at least try to get along."

"Yeah, well, he shouldn't be so bloody possessive of you. It's weird," Oscar grumbled.

MC frowned. "He has his reasons."

Oscar studied her. There were secrets between them two, big ones, he could tell. "What kind of reasons?"

Her mouth tightened and she shook her head. "It doesn't matter."

He narrowed his eyes, jealousy stirring in his gut as he wondered what really had gone on last year between her and Sebastian. She always insisted they were friends, and Sebastian implied she was like family to him. Whenever he tried to talk to MC about last year, she would close up, change the subject, and leave him with questions unanswered. It was frustrating.

He bent to kiss her, claiming her in a way he knew how. She was so soft, so tempting, and he craved more, parting her lips with his tongue and deepening the kiss. Her fingers clutched at his shirt as she returned the kiss, but then she jumped when a loud cheer sounded beside them from his team mates.

Oscar felt a hearty slap on his shoulder. "Fucking hell, Weasley. Get a room!"

Oscar chuckled and gave Isaac a playful shove as MC blushed, burying her face against his chest. He would love to get her alone in a room. He wouldn't lie. Her shyness was actually a turn-on. He wanted to make her blush, have her a whimpering mess underneath him. His hand slid from her waist to her hip, teasingly caressing towards her peachy backside. Drinking had made him bold.

He couldn't wait to get a hold of that arse and she was wearing those tight trousers that made it look so tempting. As his hand cupped the soft curve of a cheek, he felt her tense up a little, her shyness kicking in once again. He slid his hand back up towards her waist, realising he was pushing his luck a bit, but Merlin did she feel good.

"Shall we go somewhere more private?" He murmured in her ear. He couldn't resist one more gentle squeeze at her waist.

"But, this party is for you, we can't just disappear," she said.

He sighed, pushing down his rampant desire, and grabbed her hand. "Fine, but at least get a drink," he said. "Come on, it's not a party unless you've got a drink in your hand."

She looked at him anxiously. "I'm not sure."

He poured a Butterbeer from the keg and pushed it into her hand. "It's only Butterbeer, you'll be fine," he said. He winked. "Don't worry, I'll look after you."

As she smiled and took a sip of the beer, Garreth appeared beside them, a battered paper party crown sat lop sided on his fluffy hair, his face beaming with a wide grin. He held up a glass bottle and wiggled it, the amber liquid inside sloshing. "Fancy a little tipple, brother?"

Oscar eyed the bottle suspiciously. "Did you make that?"

Garreth nodded proudly. "I'm calling it Victory Tipple in honour of our win."

MC giggled and took the bottle, pulling the stopper to sniff it. She pulled a face. "Gods, what did you put in this?"

Garreth tapped the side of his nose. "I'm not in the habit of divulging my secrets," he said. He nodded towards the bottle. "Have a taste. It's not bad, and nobody has floated away or died yet, so we're all good."

Oscar bit back a groan and shook his head. "You mean people are actually drinking this?"

Garreth looked surprised. "Of course!" He grinned at MC, nudging her with his shoulder. "You will taste it, won't you, my dear. You liked my Fizzing Whizzbeer, after all."

MC eyed the bottle then shrugged and lifted it to her lips. Oscar gasped and grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"What are you doing? You hesitated over a Butterbeer but you're going to drink this? Are you mad?"

MC stared at him. "Don't you trust your brother?"

Oscar laughed. "No!"

Garreth pouted and folded his arms. "I take offence to that, brother," he said. "I say you should drink the whole bottle to prove your affection for me."

MC giggled and took a sip of the creation. She savoured the liquid before swallowing, smacking her lips before coughing and spluttering, her eyes watering a little. "Wow... that's got an after kick."

Oscar took the bottle from her, curious, and took a swig. He winced and shoved the bottle back to Garreth. "Fuck...no," he coughed. "You're trying to kill us I swear."

Garreth shook his head at them both and downed the whole bottle. "Such light weights."

....*....

The party was at its loudest, the alcohol and late hour bringing out the rowdiness in people, and MC pushed her way back through the throng coming back from the girl's bathroom. Poppy was clinging on to her hand, wobbling on her feet a bit after one too many drinks, and MC craned her neck looking for Sebastian, but there was no sign of him.

Loud cheering and clapping came from one corner of the common room, and as MC moved closer to investigate, she realised that some kind of drinking game was taking place. She stumbled to a stop, mouth dropping open at the sight of Sebastian kissing a girl from Ravenclaw in the middle of a circle, everyone cheering them on. MC began to back up, pushing Poppy around so that she wouldn't see.

"What's going on?" Poppy asked. She tried to peer around MC, but MC tried to tug her away.

"Some kind of game, it's nothing," MC said.

"Ooh, I like games," Poppy said. Her hand slipped free of MCs, and she made a grab for her, but Poppy was gone, ducking through the crowd to go and see.

MC winced as Poppy stopped, her shoulders slumping a little at the scene. Sebastian and the girl separated, both of them grinning and wiping their mouths as they returned to the circle. MC gently took Poppy's arm. "I'm sorry, Pops," she said.

Poppy shrugged. "It doesn't matter," she said. "He doesn't owe me anything after all. But it would have been nice to have a kiss, I suppose."

"Do you want to leave?" MC asked.

Poppy shook her head. "No, I'm good."

The next person leant in and spun their wand on the floor in the centre of the circle. It was Trixie McNair, her black hair like a sheet of silk as she bent down to spin her wand, her eyes glittering with expectation as it spun round and around before coming to stop in front of Garreth. MC's eyes widened, her heart twisting oddly as Trixie giggled and crooked her finger at Garreth's blushing face.

"Well, would you look at that?" Trixie said playfully. She giggled and reached out to grab Garreth's jumper as he stood. "Looks like I get to kiss another Weasley!"

Everyone laughed, and MC felt her stomach churn as she scanned the gathered crowd for Oscar. He was in the far corner with Isaac, who slapped Oscar on the back, laughing.

"Ha, we all know you did a lot more than snog the big brother, Trixie!" Isaac called. "You'd best go gentle on little brother now!"

MC stared as Oscar laughed with him. Clearly, the rumours were true, and MC felt her own self-consciousness twist through her. Trixie was a blatant flirt, and she had made no secret of her attempts to catch Oscar's eye all night. And now, she was getting her claws into Garreth.

Trixie was giggling and flicking her hair over her shoulder as she pulled Garreth closer, pressing her mouth to his in a kiss. Garreth kissed her back enthusiastically, his hands moving to hold her waist as she deepened the kiss, pressing herself shamelessly against him as the crowd cheered and wolf whistled loudly.

"Bloody hell," Poppy said. "She looks like she is going to devour him whole!"

MC took a shaky breath, hating every minute of this horrid game. She understood that it was just a bit of fun, but so far she had seen Poppy's hopes dashed about kissing Sebastian, and now Garreth was dancing tongues with a girl who clearly had a thing for Oscar. People could get hurt with this kind of thing. "This is stupid."

MC spun away from the game, unable to watch Trixie violate Garreth's mouth like that and him enjoy it, because clearly, he was. She pushed herself blindly through the crowd and found herself near the drinks table. Without really thinking, she grabbed a cup and poured some Butterbeer out of the keg and drank it back all in one go.

She didn't like Trixie. Trixie was everything that MC wasn't - confident, beautiful, assured of her place in the Wizarding World with a pure blood family behind her. The boys all wanted Trixie, and she always seemed to get what she wanted. Isaac had shouted out the rumour about Trixie and Oscar in front of everyone, and Oscar had laughed. It had to be true. It made MC question what Oscar saw in her because she was nothing like Trixie.

Another loud cheer erupted from the game, which meant someone else was kissing now. Despite herself, MC turned and caught a glimpse of two students she didn't know very well. She turned back and poured herself another drink.

"Hello, my darling."

MC looked up to see Garreth, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed, swaying slightly as he tried to pour himself a drink. MC put a hand to her mouth, hiding her amusement as he missed the tap for the keg twice. Pushing aside her worries about herself, she put her hand on his.

"Maybe this is a sign that you've had enough, Garreth," she said gently.

He looked at her with a lop sided grin. "Maybe you're right," he said, his words slurring softly. "I did drink another one of my Victory Tipples."

"Well, at least you're still standing I suppose," she chuckled. She took his arm. "Come on, let's find somewhere to sit."

They ended up at the bottom of a staircase, side by side. There was a couple sitting in the corner, kissing and so wrapped up in themselves they hadn't even noticed MC and Garreth sit down.

"Enjoy your snog with Trixie?" She asked, giving Garreth a sideways look.

Garreth grinned. "She was definitely keen."

MC wrinkled her nose. "Yes, she does seem to have a thing for Weasleys."

He chuckled and winked at her. "We are irresistible, as you well know. Oscar seems to have won you over."

"Your brother is very charming," she agreed. "Although, I'm not entirely sure what he sees in me. He could have any girl that he wanted."

Garreth nudged his shoulder against her. "Oscar chose you, though," he said. He sighed, head dipping. "And you said yes. He's lucky."

MC twirled her drink in her hand. "Maybe."

Garreth looked up, his green eyes focusing dreamily on her face, his smile soft.

"There's no maybe about it. If it were me, I would pick you over Trixie any day of the week," he slurred. He held his finger up to emphasise his point. "Facts."

MC shifted on the step and she avoided his gaze, waving off his words with a giggle of embarrassment. "Wow, you are definitely drunk," she said. "No more booze for you."

His lopsided smile returned as he leant towards her, his thumb brushing across her cheek. "You are the prettiest girl in Hogwarts. It is no surprise my brother wants you."

MC gasped, the touch of his thumb a surprise, especially with how it had instantly made warmth bloom across her cheeks. Feeling confused and flustered, she caught hold of his hand and moved it away from her face, placing it on his lap instead.

Drunk Garreth was a flirty Garreth, it seemed, and MC was rather caught off guard by it. She had been crushing over him last summer, but it had seemed to be no more than friendship between them, much like Sebastian. His obvious flirting was entirely new, and it made her cheeks hot.

"You flatter me," she said softly. "Although, I do believe it is the drink talking."

He shook his head, his green eyes darkening, and he opened his mouth to speak again, and MC panicked. What if he said something he would regret? What if he spoke out of turn and Oscar found out? She put her hand over his mouth, silencing him. "Don't..."

Her heart was pounding in her chest. She couldn't let him say anything more, scared of what might spill from his lips. He was drunk, make no mistake, but that dark, blazing look in his eyes right now was so eerily like the way Oscar looked at her that she felt her skin prickle with awareness and shock.

He spoke, his words muffled against the palm of her hand, the brush of his lips causing a tingling sensation and she yanked her hand back quickly.

"Sorry," he said, sheepishly. He pushed his hand through his hair and flashed a cheeky smile, swaying a bit and holding his fingers up in a pinching gesture. "I think I'm a teeny bit drunk."

MC huffed a laugh and nodded. "I would say so, yes. Come on, up you get. You should go and sleep it off."

As Garreth staggered across to the boy's dormitory stairs, MC watched him go, biting her lower lip as she pondered his words. Surely, it was the booze talking. Of course it was. They were friends, weren't they? And perhaps he wouldn't even remember any of this come tomorrow.

But she would remember, and the heat still hadn't left her flushed cheeks, her fingers gently touching where he had caressed her with his thumb.

....*....

Snuggled up under her blankets, her lips still a little swollen from Oscar's goodnight kiss, MC felt her insecurities rushing in now that she was in the quiet darkness. Was she enough for Oscar? Did she really fit into his life, and did he fit into hers?

Those worries were pressing up against the way Oscar made her feel, the quickening of her heartbeat, the tingles from his kisses. She blushed as she remembered the gentle caress of his hand over her bottom tonight. It was the first time anyone had touched her in such a way. It had left her breathless, excitement swirling with the ever-present nervous self-awareness of what her body was capable of.

Her gaze lifted over towards Poppy who was curled up under her own blankets. "Are you awake, Pops?" She whispered.

"Yeah, I'm awake, my head is buzzing," Poppy giggled.

"I told you not to drink Garreth's creation," MC sighed.

"Oh, where is that sense of adventure of yours?"

MC pondered that. Adventures usually led her into trouble, and she'd had enough of that to last her a while.

"Do you think Oscar and I are suited?"

Poppy shifted and looked over at her. "Are you having second thoughts?"

MC shrugged. "I'm not sure I am his type."

"Is this because of Trixie? Sebastian was moaning about her earlier, I think that's why him and Oscar aren't getting along."

MC frowned, her stomach twisting at the thought of Trixie McNair, especially when she couldn't get the image of her devouring Garreth out of her mind. The whole thing just made her uncomfortable.

"I guess I'm just too inexperienced. I have no clue what I'm doing," MC said with a sigh.

"Isn't that half the fun? We can explore what it is we actually like, what we want?" Poppy said. "Oscar likes you, MC, I can tell. And I think you like him too. Okay, so he has a past, but he can't change that. Just give him a chance. It's only natural to be nervous. I mean, I wanted to kiss Sebastian so much that it made me feel sick, but if he actually does it, I'm worried I will panic and run away from him."

MC bit her lip, fighting a grin. "You know he would chase after you if you did that, right? He can be very determined when he wants something."

Poppy put her fingers to her lips as she thought about that. "Hmm, that does sound rather thrilling and adventurous, doesn't it? Having a boy chase after you for a kiss."

MC chuckled and adjusted her pillows. "You read far too many romance novels, Poppy Sweeting."

"And you don't read enough," Poppy promptly said. "Just enjoy being with Oscar. He is handsome, charming, and I bet he could teach you a thing or two."

They both giggled as they settled back down for sleep, MC closing her eyes and holding her fingers against her lips, hoping for sweet dreams.

To be continued...

#hogwarts legacy fanfic #Garreth Weasley #oscar weasley #oscar weasley x mc #garreth weasley x mc #blueraineshadows

[cardsbizarreadventure]

Brainstorm time! Just gonna drop some stories in the meantime cause it keeps me motivated and well for anyone who is ever interested in reading my whole YGO lore xD. Gonna leave it under a cut ~.

In a sense since I am planning my own possible arc that will probably take place after the whole Seal of Orichalcos Arc , because it all honesty I've always been for the idea of basically bringing out more potential and story of some of the background character that were kind of left in the dust. I am still debating if I might give Bakura a bit of a bigger role to possibly show a bit more of his 'villain side' and not just let him fall into the background for him to appear only at the last arc where the whole shid goes down. So basically first I am gonna throw a bit of story between these two because I am really liking the whole concept of it. This whole idea goes back in Egypt where Bakura and Val (Akerai) basically come from the same village that was sacrificed to create the millennium items. (My original concept for Val was basically another village that got attacked and destroyed BUTTT after re-thinking upon some of her background I began to like this headcanon a lot more.) So lets put it as the idea of them being in a sense childhood friends that came from the same village that basically Val (Akerai) and Bakura were the one of the few that managed to escape the whole wrath of the land being destroyed. The two of them however ended in the opposite sides , Val (Akerai) being found by Akhet(Another OC of mine that I will possibly soon throw out some story for him too!) After a period of time and Bakura ending on the bad side of things to becoming the villain. The two of them first ended with a bunch of people who were basically doing human traffic and selling people so they can serve as slaves. However during that period Bakura actually managed to help Val (Akerai) escape with a few more , however he ended up being caught. Val (Akerai) ended up trying to find him after some time (Even after she grew older she still had that thought of him that there might still be hope that he is still alive and still try and search for him over the years regardless) , but unlucky for her they were already gone, thus she doesn't know if he might be still alive at this point. So during the whole modern times , Bakura would get strange deja vu's about Val when ever he would cross her path . Even various of times where he considered harming her (since Bakura has murderous intentions always lol) he restrained himself for some reason he can't understand. He began to feel this strange connection and an image that he keeps seeing in the back of his mind of this familiar face that he can't seem to remember clearly. I wouldn't say he had any sort of romantic feelings or anything like that , more like the idea of a friend he had that basically disappeared. So the whole question in my head right now is , how to possibly fit him into my arc lmfao , since I already have a villain in the making that I really enjoy the concept of that I can't wait to draw and develop! Thanks for reading my little plot blabbering xD.

#yugioh #my art #cards draws #cards art #cards doodles #ygo dm #ygo #ygo oc #ygo ocs #yugioh oc #yami bakura #ryou bakura #thief king bakura #dark bakura #bakura

[cthulhushibainu]

Oi, cthulhu has been meaning to post this

Redesigns- there are 4 designs for y/n in the brushogun au in which they give a bit of variety of look and a bit of personality that best suits your oc's and such

Old design- y/n is mostly the same in design I just have to redesign the hat b/c it ain't hitting chif

What the hat and body of y/n would mostly look like-

Now a bit of lore-

Wally meets y/n as a child when he was out looking for Poppy's decendencs and looking for the cure for the mysterious disease that starting to pleg the neighborhood. Wally have saved y/n from a giant beast, bring them to safety, and then gave of his old scarf as a gift when he left. Years latter y/n has grown and has become a shawman that was widely know as the faceless shawman since whenever they are called apon to get rid of dangerous spirit beasts they have never shown their face.

Throughout the years y/n have heard through the grapevine of rumors of have theirs a ink demon on the loos where wally's neighborhood used to be. And yada yada Yada soon have a fight with wally that was consumed by home, learn that is wally, sealed them away, recarnates into the future of a more modern world, and If you've seen teen titans trouble in Tokyo then ya get the gist on how it would end.

Ps- u can change a bit around of this to fit your character's back story in this au of mine, this is just a base to work off wit.

Next Cthulhu would work on redesigning wally and then create the rest of the characters and the magic system. Cthulhu is very tired (-^-)

#art #my artwok #art work #welcome home #welcome home au #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet arg #welcome home puppet show #lineart #brushogun wally #brushogun au #brushogun y/n #yn #welcome home y/n #wally darling

[pxnsneverland]

Don’t Be Cruel | austin!elvis x oc (part 5)

plot summary: Angel Casteel is a small town girl who lucked into working as a makeup artist at a film studio. Unfortunately, her confidence in herself wavers as she is assigned to work with Elvis on his latest motion picture. Overcome by his star power at first, she slowly starts to realize there is a man behind the fame, a man she understands. But as they grow closer, the world grows more turbulent, especially Elvis's world. Will this Angel be able to save Elvis from himself and the people around him? Or will getting mixed up in his word prove to be her downfall as well?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

pairings: austin!elvis x oc

word count: 1407

warnings/notes: N/A

Chapter 5

The following day, I was getting ready for work, with barely enough time to go to the bus stop before it left. I was delighted to see Elvis again, even though I was certain that the prior day had been a dream. But that wasn't the case. I adored Elvis Presley, and he loved me back. It was enough to make my stomach flutter once again. There came a loud knock on my front door. Who would be knocking at such an early hour? It couldn't possibly have been the landlord. I wasn't late on any rent, and I hadn't even informed him that I was leaving. I approached the door and carefully opened it, peering through the little opening I had created. A tall, slender man dressed completely in black with a collared shirt and a jacket stood in front of me.

“Hello?” I was a bit perplexed as to why this guy was knocking on my door. 

“Ms. Casteel?” His face was lit up with a welcoming grin. “My name is James. I was sent by Mr. Presley to come pick you up and take you to the studio today.”

“What?” I had to close my mouth since it was hanging open.

James made a gesture behind him. I pushed open the door a little farther and saw a vehicle parked in the short driveway. It was the most expensive-looking automobile I'd ever seen. “I was hired by Mr. Presley to be your driver, ma’am. I was told to be here to get you around this time. Mr. Presley is expecting you.”

My mouth felt like it was full of cotton. I couldn't say anything. I was at a loss for words. I'd never been escorted anyplace before. I'd been forced to rely on public transit or drive myself. It was a little overwhelming, but the fear of being late for the set jolted me out of my stupor. I grabbed my pocketbook, jacket, and home keys as soon as I could. I dashed out the front door and shut it behind me. James had already opened the rear door for me. I slipped inside the vehicle, and he closed the door as he approached the driver's seat. The car's interior was all crimson, with leather seats. James began driving towards the studio, sometimes checking his rearview mirror for me.

It didn't take long to get to the studio. We arrived just outside Elvis' trailer. He had been seated and chatting to Colonel Parker, but as the car arrived, I observed him shift his focus. Elvis' hand came out to assist me up as James opened the vehicle door. He had a faint, tentative grin on his face. I grabbed his hand in mine and got out of the vehicle, right in front of Elvis. I had to angle my head slightly to peek into his eyes. He still held my hand in his.

“Hey, baby,”  he said, his voice as smooth as honey.

“Don’t you think the car was a bit much?” I cocked my brow.

Looking down at our joined hands, he laughed gently. “No. You’re my girl now. I want you safe, especially from those buzzard reporters that are going to start coming after you.”

I hadn't even considered it. People would ultimately find out about our relationship, and it and I would be the hottest gossip to some and public enemy number one to many others. My pulse rate increased when I realized this, but I tried not to show it to Elvis. “Oh, I guess I hadn’t thought about that.”

“After everything that’s been happenin’ out there…I just want to protect what’s close to me.” 

I nodded, thoroughly understanding him. “I understand.”

“Now, enough talk. I’ve been thinkin’ about kissin’ you again all night.” Elvis encircled my waist and pulled me into a kiss. I grinned against his lips.

***

The last day of shooting was here and gone. I had packed my belongings and was getting ready to get into the vehicle where James was waiting to take me back home. He'd already opened the door for me, but I came to a stop when I saw the light from Elvis's trailer flickering. I assumed he'd be sleeping. He had looked so worn out.

“Ms. Casteel…?” James seemed worried that I had frozen in place.

I motioned him away. “You can go, James. I think I’m gonna stay here tonight.”

“Are you sure, ma’am?”

I nodded to him as I glanced over my shoulder. “I’m sure. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He seemed nervous, but he gave me a small bow and shut the rear seat door. I put my arms about myself to keep myself warm as I headed to Elvis' trailer. I carefully opened the door and allowed myself in. Except for the little TV, everything was pitch black. Elvis was stretched down on the sofa, still clothed in the clothing he was wearing when I left. A tape recorder stood next to him, playing his rendition of "Here Comes Santa Claus." The tune had been released to the public the day prior and was already generating a lot of attention. It didn't matter, however. I could tell Elvis despised it, despised having to do it in the first place.

I approached him gently. It took him a while to realize he wasn't alone. He looked at me, his steely gaze softening and becoming kind and welcoming. I put my back against the wall. “Satnin…” He had informed me early on that only his mother had called him that, but I had adopted the moniker since hearing me say it made him happy. “Are you alright?”

“Hi, darlin’.” He glanced down, as if he was trying to think of anything to say but couldn't. He seemed deflated, fatigued by more than just filming. He reached behind him to switch off the recording, clearly sick of hearing himself sing.

I turned to face the television. It was the midst of Dr. Martin Luther King's Memorial broadcast. As usual, Mahalia Jackson was singing in a manner that made the whole globe want to stop and listen. I moved my hand up my forearm. “Can I watch the memorial with you?” 

Elvis cracked the tiniest grin at that. “Yeah, baby. C’mere.” He shifted his weight on the sofa.

I approached him, sat down, and curled my body against his side. He placed his arm around my waist, drawing me closer and kissing my brow. As he continued to stare at the television, he let his lips linger in my hair.

There was silence for a bit until he let out a long sigh. “I’m so tired of playin’ Elvis Presley. Too many people rely on me.”

I knew there was nothing I could do to lighten his load, no matter how much I wished I could. But it wasn't right that he had to suffer in order to care for everyone else. He didn't deserve it. I put my hand on his neck and began tracing the creases with my fingertips. “You know…I fell in love with your smile? Now, I don’t care about the money or the fame or anythin’ else. I just want you to be happy. And I’d do anything to see that smile on your face again.” 

Elvis shut his eyes. He put his hand in my hair and started rubbing my head. “Just stay with me, darlin’, and I’ll smile all you want.”

“I’m right here.” I raised my head just enough to kiss him. “But Elvis…you’re only truly happy when you sing the music you love. I saw it even before I knew you.”

He didn't say anything, but his grasp on me tightened. He cracked open his eyes and returned his gaze to the television. I leaned against him once again. Mahalia Jackson was still singing, her voice carrying everyone's agony and sadness.

“Mahalia Jackson,” Elvis said quietly, “I used to hear her sing at East Street Church.” He pointed at the television. “That’s the music that makes me happy. Music that comes from nowhere else but the soul.” He turned up the volume on the TV so that the woman's voice filled the whole trailer.

“Then sing that music, baby. And don’t let anybody tell you you can’t.” 

Elvis fixed his gaze on the screen. His free hand reached out and interlaced our fingers. “I think it’s time to make some changes.”

Stay tuned for part 6!! Click HERE to view!

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[softhairedhotch]

no, thank YOUUUU <3333 and it's okay HEHE remember to take it easy!!! 🫶 i can tell u for sure i will be here ready to absorb and consume n love anything that u create <3333 ive already read ur new fic Too Many Times . it struck sooo many chords like . I WOULD REALLY DO ALL THAT 😭😭 n ya fr there's too many good ideas out there to explore n there's only so much you can do at One moment. i personally have this long standing problem of starting sooo many things that i cannot finish bc i'm a master procastinator... so the only way i function is with looming deadlines ☠️ wish i was getting paid to just sit down n think about aaron bc man... i'd be a millionaire by now 🗿

TEHEEHHEE OMGGG PLEASEEE PHONE SEX . another big weakness of mine . idk how many times ive said smth is my weakness BUT like there's just some tropes that NEVER GETS OLD ... also sometimes i focus so much on aaron n how he makes you feel that i don't think about how HE would be so affected by everything about you GOSSHHHHHH please . like you're captivated by him but he's literally also soooo smitten and down bad for you to that he has to fight his urges to just give into anything that u want 😭😭 but unfortunately he can't always magically teleport to wherever you are so he just talks you through it and gives you such clear instructions BRRRR IMAGINE IF HE USES HIS WORK VOICE BC HE WANTS YOU TO LISTEN TO HIM EXACTLY STEP BY STEP . like my god i can't believe how i can giggle n kick my feet whenever cm has a scene of aaron giving instructions n delegating work to the team... like it's just so hot . n when he shows off his intelligence WOWOWWEEWW major turn on . n wooooof.

AND??!?$$;&; him sending pictures of himself 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ also i love the idea of aaron being away from u but being soo pent up that he takes the initiative to surprise you with a special video of him jerking off or using a toy <333 and u BET he knows to send it with sound so you can hear all the sounds he's making <333 bc what is nut videos without SOUND 😤😤😤

omg.. i luv daddy kinks BRRRR n sometimes it just especially HITS SO HARD . like omfg got me actively looking for those daddy asmr porn audios 😭😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫 sometimes it takes awhile to find a good one but when i strike gold... Wow . GODDD i know aaron would say such filthy things that are downright insulting n degrading... BUT HE DOES IT IN THE SOFT AFFECTIONATE VOICE sparkled with some praises... AGRGRHRHHH .

omg REALLLL he's SOOO the type to make you say what you want directly in words. he isn't going to budge if you're just whining n hoping he'd take the hint bc he himself also loves to hear such filthy things come out of your mouth <3333 "you know daddy really loves to give you whatever you want... but not if you don't use your words. come on, does your pretty little mouth only function as daddy's cocksleeve?" HARGRHRHEHEJE i am Dead . n STOPPPP ENCOURAGING MEEEE ure gna make the can of worms EXPLODE ABOUT ALL THE FILTHY THOUGHTS ABT AARON'S CUM PLSSSS (not actually complaining ! i am Egged)

also omg... TEEHEE... i will tell u more abt my lovely male oc soon!!!! omfg im SO EXCITED . bc i literally have never talked about it to anyone even though i've thought abt it in such detail LMFAOOOO its just hard out there to find someone who shares the same brain ... damn 😭 i'm really glad i happened to stumble across ur page n decided to send an ask <333 bc i rly enjoy talking to u too!!!!! <3

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you're so sweet bless <3 hehe i'm glad you liked my new fic!! and YEAH I GETCHA omg that used to be me, like i couldn't do stuff without deadlines, AND NOW I CAN'T EVEN DO THINGS WITH DEADLINES LMAO. sometimes i can, but if i set it myself then you best believe it ain't getting done. i procrastinate sooooo much it's painful. like i could sit here and write for most of the day because rn i currently do NOTHING ELSE in my life (rip, i'm working on it lol) but do i??? no!! i mean that's just a lot of effort innit lol, writing constantly sounds exhausting even tho it's all i wanna do

phone sex my beloved <3 and awwww yeahhh he'd be sooo so so in love with you and he'd wanna do anything and everything you ask :') but GOD YEAH him using his work voice?? all stern and professional and demanding?? goddd i need that so bad. and YESSS when he shows of his intelligence it's soooo hot, like that one scene where he does the maths and penelope goes "is this reid?" and he goes "what, you impressed?" YES I AM BABE I LOVE YOU SM

i loooooove the idea of his sending pics <333 that's why i love looking at nsfw stuff sm bc sometimes i strike GOLDDDDD and its like the most aaron pic ever and it makes me lose my mind. once i found one that was so him i fully forgot to breathe and was blushing like mad (this one i think!). it was... a lot LMFAO. but god god GOD him sending a video of him jerking off when on a case??? i need that soooo so so much. and yes FR there needs to be sound in nut videos. once was sent one from a guy WITHOUT SOUND like babe? dude? what are you doing? where's the fun in that? i mean it was hot don't get me wrong but i was like "buddy wheres the sound at 🤨" LMAOOO

YESS I KNEW YOU WOULD BE INTO DADDY KINKS LMFAOOOO. and omg real, they're sometimes so good and for what. or any video of someone with daddy vibes,, godddddd sometimes it just HITS FR. YESS HIS VOICE WOULD BE SO SWEET AND GENLTE AND LOVING BUT ALSO DOMINATING AND THE STUFF THAT COMES OUT OF HIS MOUTH IS SOOOO FILTHY N HOT

yessssssss he'd looove to hear you say what you need. "come on, little one, let daddy know what you want, hm? i need to hear you say how much you want my cock" and "you want me to ride you, sweetheart? want daddy to ride you until you can't cum anymore? hm? let me hear you say those words, baby, i need to hear you say it."

and yayyy i'm so excited to hear about your oc!! i can't WAIT it's gonna be soooo good i just kNOW IT. i'm also really glad you stumbled across my page too <33 thanks for sending me all these asks!!!!

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[multimusehq]

Introductions

Hello, my name is Diane. I am a 32 year old female who uses the pronouns she/her. I've been on this hellsite we call Tumblr for over 10 years now. I've had many urls (and many different mun names) and now I've consolidated all of my muses (past and future) on discord. Here is what I am looking for.

The Basics

- I currently only write on Discord. - I will only write with muns over the age of 21, preferably 25+. - All writing will be on a private server between myself and my partner. I have a server set up with areas for OOC chat, plotting, muse info (yours and mine), inspiration, para threads, text threads, and random oneshots (just in case). - I prefer to write m/f but have written m/m in the past. - I have canon and original characters. - I love to world build. Modern. All Human. Fantasy. - I am also heavily smut motivated when it is incorporated into the plot. - I am also very angst motivated. If it hurts our muses, chances are I want to write it. - I've never really given much thought to FCs I want to use since I just make my characters for myself but I'll have a list soon. - Same with wanted opposites. I'll have a list soon. I'm really open to any FC that is a real person over the age of 21.

Old Accounts

artemisxargent - Allison Argent hydrasperfectweapon - Bucky Barnes noyoumove - Steve Rogers theagecfheroes - Clark Kent defenedarcher - Clint Barton bloodiedballerina - Natalia Romanova illegitimatestark - Jakz Stark (OC Daughter of Tony Stark) drunkhistorybuff - Alaric Saltsman stuckbeingavillain - Enzo St. Claire (TVD) thatdickyvampire - Damon Salvatore

Current Characters

HIGHLY ACTIVE

allison argent︰teen wolf︰FC︰crystal reed bucky barnes︰marvel︰FC︰sebastian stan

EXTREMELY SELECTIVE

frank castle︰marvel︰FC︰jon bernthal steve rogers︰marvel︰FC︰chris evans jaime mcneal︰OC︰FC︰jessica parker kennedy michael keller︰OC︰FC︰clive standen beau sutton︰OC︰FC︰ian bohen

REQUEST ONLY

peter hale︰teen wolf︰FC︰ian bohen lydia martin︰teen wolf︰FC︰holland roden derek hale︰teen wolf︰FC︰tyler hoechlin chris argent︰teen wolf︰FC︰jr bourne clark kent︰dc comics︰FC︰tyler hoechlin chloe sullivan︰smallville︰FC︰chelsea kane

Note: I am willing to create OCs as well, given the chance to world build and get inspiration for them. And that I have a FC we both want!

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