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imekitty · 1 year

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A twist on Reign Storm.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17

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"Vlad, I just can't believe you." Maddie's voice was hoarse after hurling every curse word she could. "Not only did you free the ancient tyrannical ghost king Pariah Dark and steal his Ring of Rage, but then you gave it to Valerie, a child—"

"She's a mature young lady," insisted Vlad. "Very competent."

"Really? Is that why she practically handed the ring back to Pariah Dark?"

Vlad sucked his teeth. "Okay, I didn't expect her to do that."

Maddie paced the floor of the Fenton basement lab. Jack crossed his arms and glared at Vlad, who sheepishly rubbed his upper arm.

"Why did you even have that ring in the first place?" Maddie stopped pacing and turned to Vlad again. "What did you want with it?"

"Ah—" Vlad shrugged. "I just thought it would prove useful for my research, that's all."

"Liar," spat Maddie. "You were after power, weren't you? You probably wanted to get the Crown of Fire, too."

"You wanted to be the next ghost king?" asked Jack with a small smirk.

"I—no," blurted Vlad. "It really was for research."

"Then why didn't you run it by us first?" demanded Maddie. "Why would you do such a thing without telling us?"

"Because I have my own research objectives," Vlad shot back. "I only report to you for anything concerning Daniel, and this had nothing to do with him."

"You still should've told us." Maddie gritted her teeth, clenched her fists. "Everyone is in danger now because of your selfishness. You should've told us."

"Why?" Vlad's fists also clenched. "Why should I tell you anything about my own private ghost research? It's not like we're married, Maddie."

Maddie released a sharp exhale and narrowed her eyes. Vlad held her stare, not backing down.

"Enough," said Jack, coming between them. "We're wasting time. People are going to die if we don't find a way to stop the ghost king right now."

"Vlad, you and Danny need to team up," said Maddie.

"Daniel and I are strong," said Vlad, straightening up. "But we can't defeat Pariah Dark on our own, not when he possesses both the Crown of Fire and Ring of Rage—and don't start yelling at me again, Maddie, I know it's my fault he has both. You've made that abundantly clear."

Maddie shut her mouth, pursing her lips.

"Even if we recruited and convinced all of the ghosts to join us in this fight, it still wouldn't be enough," Vlad continued. "We just aren't strong enough as we are. We need something to…enhance our powers."

Vlad's voice echoed with a meaning Jack and Maddie both caught. They looked over their shoulders at the Ecto-Skeleton, light gleaming in its shiny metal armor.

"The Ecto-Skeleton would magnify the user's abilities by over a hundred times," murmured Maddie. "And that would include ghost powers."

"But it's dangerous," said Jack. "It could kill whoever wears it."

"What choice do we have, Jack?" asked Vlad. "Everyone will die if we don't do something, and Pariah Dark is simply too strong. We have to try something more drastic."

Jack sighed. "If you're sure you want to do this, Vlad, then I'll see if I can make some quick upgrades that will keep you alive as long as possible."

Vlad scoffed. "Me? What makes you think I'm going to wear it?"

Jack's brow furrowed. "Ah—well, I just assumed—I mean, I would wear it, but I don't have ghost powers like you do."

"But I am not the only one with ghost powers," said Vlad, folding his arms.

Jack looked at Vlad, then at Maddie, who was biting her lower lip and looking down at the floor.

"No," said Jack. "Not Danny."

Maddie lifted her head. "Jack—"

"Maddie, we are not making Danny do this."

"We wouldn't be making him do anything. We would guide him to make the decision on his own."

"That still sounds like making him do it."

"He really is the best choice, Jack," said Vlad.

"How exactly is a teenage boy the best choice?" spat Jack.

"Well, to begin, his young age means he's more likely to survive," said Vlad. "And his powers are already superior to what mine were when I had them for the same amount of time."

"But they're not superior to your powers right now."

"Perhaps not, but his ghost form is also stabler than mine is, considering his DNA was compatible with the mutation from the start whereas mine wasn't, hence I nearly died."

"You're stable enough now, aren't you?"

"Enough on my own, but the Ecto-Skeleton would likely be less stable in its enhancements for my ghost powers than Daniel's. And again, that means he's more likely to survive."

"He's still just a kid, and your powers are still stronger than his," said Jack. "We're the adults here. We're supposed to protect him, not the other way around. We've always controlled everything in our experiments to keep him safe."

"His safety won't matter if Pariah Dark destroys Amity Park."

"This is all your fault to begin with, Vlad. You're really going to make a child wear the Ecto-Skeleton and take on the ghost king because of your mistake? Because you're afraid of dying?"

"It's more than that," said Vlad, sounding cross. "He also has a greater chance of success. Daniel's ghostly obsession is far more suited than mine to the successful completion of this task."

"We still don't even know what exactly his obsession is!" yelled Jack.

"Whatever it is, it's made him choose to become a superhero," said Vlad. "And that's what we need right now: a superhero."

Jack huffed and turned to Maddie. "You don't actually agree with this, do you?"

Maddie chewed the inside of her cheek. "Well…"

"Maddie, that's our son! He could die."

"You were perfectly fine with shocking him in that portal and turning him into a ghost hybrid," said Vlad with a sneer.

Jack rounded on him. "That was not my idea. I was never fine with it."

"But you didn't stop it," Vlad shot back.

Jack gritted his teeth. "We calculated everything to ensure he would survive."

"And that's what we'll do now," said Maddie, her tone calm. "Danny must be the one to wear the Ecto-Skeleton, Jack. Vlad is correct that Danny's ecto-stability and obsession give him the best chance of defeating the ghost king."

"And we can certainly make some modifications that will be specifically compatible with Danny's ecto-DNA, increasing his chances of survival," said Vlad.

"We'll have to hurry," said Maddie. "We can formulate a plan to put the idea to wear the suit into Danny's head while we're working."

"Perhaps we can even find a way to make the suit transform and change colors to match Daniel's ghost form."

"We can preinstall mechanisms to channel his known ghost powers, too."

Maddie and Vlad continued discussing the matter while heading over to one of the lab workstations. Jack watched them but did not follow.

"Jack?" Maddie turned and frowned at him. "Jack, we need you. You're our top engineer here."

Jack's eyes were wide as he shook his head, threading his fingers through his greying hair. "This just can't be happening."

"It is happening," said Maddie. "And we don't have time to keep arguing. People are going to die if we don't modify this suit for Danny's DNA and powers."

Jack said nothing, did nothing.

"You know I'm right," said Maddie firmly.

Another couple beats of hesitation, and Jack finally gave in and joined Maddie and Vlad at the workstation.

Part 19

#danny phantom #maddie fenton #jack fenton #vlad masters #reign storm #planned au #imekitty writes #angst #I meant to upload this yesterday but my tiny baby foster kitten started throwing up and wouldn't eat and I was very scared for her #she's a full pound lighter than her siblings #at first I thought she was just the runt but I'm worried now that she might have FIP #I'm really hoping it's just parasites though #losing a kitten to FIP is the worst feeling in the world

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burning-thistles-bt · 11 months

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you guys im gonna be honest i might have to add divorced parents Mistyfoot and Blackclaw to my favorite ships list

#same energy as BrambleSquilf to me #i ship it in the worst way only #its not love. its worse #lolling thoughts #bt ships #mistyfoot #mistystar #blackclaw #burning thistles #burning thistles au #mistyblack #blackmisty #black waters?#black waters #ohhh good one-shot name there mayhaps #random #also i hate fostering kittens during the summer it makes the smell worse like it smells like milk formula but hot #i cant explain it but its bugging me

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leannetracey · 1 year

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Fierce competition developing at feeding time

#cat au #catsofinstagram #cats #my cats #foster kittens

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trensu · 1 year

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ETA: now on ao3 as Hawkins Halfway House for Homeless Horrors

ETA2: now with an additional snippet

okay, how's this for an AU

We know that Steve wants to be a dad. Like, his literal life dream is to have a minimum of six children. SIX. who wants that?? crazy people, that's who. but we forgive him his insanity because he's sweet and will actually probably be a really good dad and there's not enough of those in the world.

the downer is that it's the late 90s, he's a (still) single guy in his thirties, and every adoption agency on the planet would rather give their children to a heteronormative couple who don't even want kids than to a single dude who would dedicate his heart and soul to giving his kids a happy healthy home.

He's bemoaning his fate to Robin at a bar they recently discovered. It's a weird little joint, kinda tucked away on the outskirts where Steve could've sworn didn't exist just last week. The patrons were kinda weird too but neither he or Robin could put their finger on why or how. If Steve had been a little less miserable, and Robin a little less caught up in comforting him, they might've noticed how everyone else in the bar kept sneaking curious glances at them or how they somehow always kept most of their features hidden.

They didn't though. Even when they were interrupted by a handsome black gentleman who called himself Jeff. Jeff said that he couldn't help but overhear their dilemma and that he's actually part of an agency that is more open minded about potential foster or adoptive parents. Steve's a little deeper in his cups than he intended, and doesn't question that some random guy in a bar is offering him a chance of having children. Robin is not as far in her cups and finds it a bit suspicious.

She was going to say something about it but Jeff looked her in the eye and said, "Everything is fine. There's no reason to worry. I'm only trying to help."

"You're only trying to help," Robin murmured back blearily. "Everything is fine. Yeah. Yeah, 'm not worried."

Jeff gives Steve his card and tells him he can stop by the very next day if he'd like, since his schedule is open.

The next day, Steve is regretting having gotten so drunk. Not really because of the hangover (though holy shit, he is NOT twenty anymore he needs to stop drinking like one). No. It's because Jeff had just finished giving him a tour of the facility full of rambunctious children in need of a home.

Actually, that had been pretty okay even if the other adults in the facility startled at the sight of him and the children kept ducking into other rooms to hide from him.

No. It's because Jeff had just introduced him to a child named Dustin who sneezed unexpectedly and somehow turned into a kitten.

"Um," Steve said. Jeff sighed.

"Dustin hasn't gotten back control over his shapeshifting since his mother's passing, but I assure you he's been improving."

"...shapeshifting," Steve said, numbly.

"Yes. Dustin tends to go for cat shapes, like his mother did." Jeff bends down to pick up the loudly mewing tabby kitten. "We've managed to get him to shift mostly into a domestic shorthair, rather than a cougar cub."

"That's great," Steve squeaked as he tried to tamp down the growing hysteria in him. "Really, really great. Y'know what, Jeff, this whole thing's been great but I think I'm still kind of drunk so I'm just gonna go--"

"No, wait," Jeff says, quickly placing the Dustin kitten on his shoulder before reaching out to grab Steve by the elbow. "Please. Look, you seem like a good guy. I did a quick scan of you and everything, and I really think if you'd take a moment to sit down and--"

"JEFFORD BILLANY JONES."

Jeff's shoulders hunched, nearly dislodging Dustin from his shoulder. He sighed again and turned to face the man storming towards him and Steve.

"Eddy, you know none of that is my name."

"I'll call you whatever I want since for some unfathomable reason, you've brought a human into my sanctuary. Why is there a human in my home, Jeffamy."

"Eddy, let me explain."

"It's Eddie in front of the human," Eddie said.

Steve's brain was experiencing some sort of malfunction because Jeff had been calling this man Eddie, except if he concentrated, the way Jeff said Eddie and the way Eddie had said Eddie sounded very very different except it hadn't because they both sounded like Eddie except for how Jeff's Eddie sounded different from, the same as, different, just like--

A pair of ringed fingers snapped aggressively in front of his face, startling Steve from an impending aneurysm.

"You. Who are you, who sent you, what do you want."

Steve stuttered something incoherent. He's pretty sure he's had a mental break from reality. There was some sort of sentient black sludge creeping across the tiled floor, wrapping a tendril around Jeff's leg.

"What is that?" Steve squawked. Jeff beamed at him.

"Oh, this is El! She's a Monster Under the Bed. She hasn't decided on a form yet, but that's okay, we love her just as she is."

"Jeff," Eddie snapped. Jeff looked at Eddie stubbornly.

"You told me we needed all hands on deck."

"How dare you, I'd never stoop to using boat metaphors."

"Don't distract me with blatant lies. Eddy, you said we needed help. You said you'd take anyone at this point."

Steve has not been able to stop staring at the sludge creature (El?). He's beginning to realize that he can't quite remember what Jeff looked like, or any of the adults they had seen. He's noticing that some of the children that have been scampering about had looked off. Like the boy with the bowl-cut they had passed by earlier who had looked...frosty around the edges. Or the girl he thought had had red feathers in her hair but is now suspecting the feathers were something more than decorative.

Ringed fingers snap in front of his face again. Steve finally focused on the man named Eddie who was actually named Eddie which was different from Eddie somehow. Now that he's able to shove away the confusion that is this man's name, he's struck by the fact that Eddie was quite possibly the most gorgeous man Steve's ever seen. He had wide, dark eyes that made Steve think of seabeds in the deepest of waters. His hair was a riot of dark brown curls that for some reason brought to mind swirling schools of fish.

"Answer my questions," Eddie demanded. Steve blinked and, with some difficulty, remembered the previous interrogation.

"Uh, I'm Steve. Jeff invited me because I want to be a dad."

Eddie barked out a laugh.

"Oh, is that right? In that case, welcome to Hawkins' Halfway House for Homeless Horrors! I'm sure Jeff would love to finish introducing you to the rest of our children. Have you met Mike? He's a ghoul! Or Lucas! He's a werewolf and his dream is to become a basketball star. They both have very sharp teeth so watch out for their tantrums."

Jeff scowls at Eddie before turning back to Steve. Steve was starting to feel faint and he was no longer sure if he regretted drinking the night before or regretted not drinking more.

"Steve, it's okay. Eddy is making it sound scarier than it actually is. You said you wanted to be a dad, and we need foster parents that can help these kids learn how to blend in with humans. That's what the halfway house is for, but there's only so much they can learn while living in sanctuary. We need a way to have them experience the human world more directly while still keeping them safe, and I think you're the solution we've been looking for. What do you think?"

"I think I need to sit down," Steve said thinly. Eddie snorted derisively. Steve was slightly offended but honestly everything was a bit too much right now and he really would like to sit down for a moment just to process. Because monsters are real, apparently, and some of them need parents. Which was terrifying to think about but also not so much? Because all kids were little monsters some of the time right? If Steve could have a moment to get his bearings...

"This was a terrible idea, Jeffathan."

"I think it was a great idea, actually. I really think this could work."

"No. I forbid it. Don't do this again."

Then there was a sweet and beautiful humming. It made the edges of Steve's mind go fuzzy and soft. He blinked slowly and looked for the source of the sound. Eddie stared at him intently and when he spoke, his voice was like music.

"Steve," Eddie said. "Steve, do you want to make me happy?"

Steve nodded dumbly. He wanted that more than anything in the whole world. He wanted to make Eddie smile. He wanted Eddie to never stop singing.

"It would make me very happy if you went home and forgot everything you saw here today," Eddie continued.

Steve made a sad sound. He didn't want to forget. He didn't want to forget beautiful, gorgeous Eddie and this place that could make his dream come true.

"Please, Steve," Eddie's lyrical voice took on an aching mournful tone. "If you don't, you'll break my heart. I'll never be happy again."

The sadness in the song made Steve feel like the world was ending. Eddie couldn't be sad! Steve would rather die than make Eddie sad!

"I forget," Steve mumbled through the fog in his mind. "And you'll be happy?"

"So happy. I'd be the happiest man alive if you do that one little thing for me, my sweet Steve."

Steve nods again. "Okay."

"Good boy," Eddie croons. Steve felt like he swallowed the sun at those words. He followed Eddie as Eddie guided him through the halfway house. Eddie hummed his lovely song the entire way.

"Go home and forget," Eddie sang one last time as he helped Steve get behind the wheel of his car.

"Yeah," Steve replied dreamily and drove away.

The telephone rang shrilly through his apartment. Steve stumbled out of bed and picked up, only fumbling it a little bit.

"H'llo?"

"Steve, what the hell, I've been trying to get a hold of you all day! Where have you been?" Robin's voice rang out, making Steve flinch. He scrubbed his free hand over his face tiredly.

"Home? I just woke up," Steve said. It was weird that he was fully dressed, he thought dazedly, but it wouldn't be the first time he's passed out drunk in his street clothes. Was he wearing this shirt yesterday? He could've sworn he'd worn the navy one.

"What? Just now? It's like five in the evening!"

"Huh. That'd explain the weird dream," Steve mumbled.

"Was it the one where you get seduced by a giant squid? Because I don't need to know more about your weird tentacle fetish."

"I don't have a tentacle fetish! I had the dream ONE time, and I wasn't being seduced, I was getting drowned and it was terrifying!"

"To-may-to, to-mah-to."

"Whatever, this one was weirder anyway."

"I find that hard to believe but now I'm morbidly curious. Hit me with it."

"...I don't remember."

"There goes my entertainment for the evening."

"Was there a reason you called, Robin?"

"Yes! I met this girl named Chrissy and I swear Steve, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen..."

Beautiful. Steve had the faint impression of dark eyes and silver rings, but it was quickly washed away like a child's sandcastle in the tide under the onslaught of Robin's ramblings. As he listened to his best friend, he couldn't help but feel there was something he'd forgotten. There was something he'd been planning on doing today, wasn't there...?

...oh, well. If it was really important, he'd remember eventually.

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #trensu tells stories #jeff doesn't understand why eddie hates humans so much #the man who raised eddie was human after all and eddie loved him #eddie: uncle wayne is a god among men how dare you compare him to a human #jeff: well i think uncle wayne would've liked steve and he'd totally agree that my idea was awesome #eddie: BLASPHEMY #jeff sighs the sigh of someone who has unfortunately grown used to the nonsensical dramatics of sirens #look guys i just want steve to adopt a horde of monster children #and for eddie to slowly fall in love with single dad steve #is that too much to ask for?#hawkins halfway house for homeless horrors

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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content creator preferences

𝐌𝐂𝐘𝐓 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

how jealous they get

how they react to you calling them "my boy"

soulmate au ; paint me with your love

how they react to you getting snakebites

how theyd react to you calling them "my boy" pt2

songs they associate with you

they have a crush on you

how they accidentally reveal the relationship

scents they remind me of

their "all i think about now" moments

60s-90s songs they remind me of

2000s-2020s songs they remind me of

would they read fanfics about you?

at a trampoline park

you get your tongue pierced

you have long & curly hair

stardew valley rants

youre a baker

love or host

youre a yapper

you foster kittens

adhd shenanigans

you'd get into a fight for them

wild karen encounter

you crochet

insomniac/night owl reader

insane driving skills

artsy reader

you ride a bike

singer / drummer reader

selective mutism

resting bitch face

video game voice actor

fire in the twilight

animal sanctuary

cooking/baking stream

unwind

riot band

nonchalant ask-out

autistic reader

musical theatre

actor reader w death scenes

actor reader

SPECIFIC GROUPS

overexpressive reader

walk in the dark

qsmp ; how much their eggs like you

qsmp ; meeting a russian creator

qsmp ; taking care of their eggs while they're away

sorry boys ; favorite episode with you

bench trio ; neglectful mother

handsome bros ; you have diabetes

handsome bros ; youre a hardcore gamer

handsome bros ; youre like a sloth

handsome bros ; youre struggling mentally

handsome bros ; spoiling them

handsome bros ; sibling antics

handsome bros ; classical musician

handsome bros ; southern accent

handsome bros ; school stress

handsome bros ; tattoos for days

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

none here yet! leave a request!

SPECIFIC GROUPS

none here yet! leave a request!

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt preferences #mcyt x reader #mcyt oneshot

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lomlompurim · 3 months

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happy i could help you find the fic ❤😭 im madly in love with your art and your creative aus, loove the thoughts you havr on the book. delicious food for thought!

speaaking of fics, dp you have any svsss bingqiu fic recs 👁👅👁

HI THANK YOU SO MUCH AND IM SORRY FOR ANSWERING LATE (finals are taking a lot of my time and im fostering kittens, im so sorry ;;) and I wanted to go through my bookmarks so I can share my favorite ones. Later I realized most of these are one shots 😅 my fic recs are:

- Plastromancy by x_los

- chant it from the heavens, scream it from your lungs: i'm real, real, real by airplanelanding (TheCourtSorcerer)

- Absolution by airplanelanding (TheCourtSorcerer)

- Maleficent by limedumplr

- guess who is back(back again) by Myebix

- Shen Yuan is dead by SinfulLuca

- I Want You To Be Happier by GooseRot

- for want of a pomegranate by nyoomerr

- In Fine Feather by Koiichaser_lucorinth (uncomplete)

- Twitterpated by Koiichaser_lucorinth

- Hit the ground running by Thesaurus_with_no_words

- Preserving the Lotus by TGP

- If Marriage Was an Olympic Sport by anatheme

- he married meat by aaeph

- Goddamn it! Where the hell is google translate!!? by shizunsrighttiddie (orphan_account)

- speak no evil by shoutowo

- Trial in the Abyss by ArmatureWires

- Into the Abyss by esama (unfinished)

- Misclick by homeybee

- Green Shadows by zarasu

- prophets on hold by nex_et_nox

- A Little Off the Top by demoncow97

Again thank you so much for your words and support! It really made my day better in that occasion♡ I hope you can find something amusing around here

the babies im fostering say hi♡♡♡

#♡#svsss #fic recs

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mathanlin · 8 months

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no big thread today, just a few little drabbles :)

Cryptid AU where kid Tommy’s accidentally been adopted by the monsters around (and in) his house.

Just the idea of having a nightmare, then intentionally unplugging the nightlight & going to the monster under his bed for comfort :)

Going for a nice midnight walk for fresh air & being trailed by the things that live in the woods. Shutting the curtains so the monster in his basement can help with chores.

Bonus if it’s a foster AU, but Tommy’s happy because he has a family everywhere he goes!

Vague idea of a Bodyguard/Shifter AU with toddler/kitten Tommy and his absolutely terrifying team of bodyguards.

Just a fully armored group of trained professionals, one with a cross-chested baby carrier that doubles as a bullet-proof box (with a tiny kitten inside!).

Bonus points if Tommy knows *exactly* how scary & competent his guards are.

Doesn’t ask, “Can I swim?” — just throws himself into the nearest body of water and giggles when three uniformed & armored bodyguards dive in to rescue him.

Little Bounty Hunting/Royalty AU where rebel!SBI spend hours dismantling the king’s castle.

And another few hours trying to *find* the king.

But the kid — barely five years old, wriggling in Techno’s tight hold — just pouts that they’re ‘done with the hiding game.’

“We’re here to kill you.”

Tommy doesn’t even blink, trying to pull himself free with tiny, chubby fingers, whining, “You can kill me next time you find me.”

“That’s— that’s called hide-and-seek.”

“Well, I can’t hide if you kill me *now.*”

#mcyt #dsmp #dsmp au #sbi #sbi au #threadfic #technoblade #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #philza

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livingfast04 · 1 year

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Au where Steve and Eddie buy their first house- no longer renters actually buy it. It's a great little place, pretty cheap. Needs some Love. It's a four bed room three and a half bathrooms. No upstairs because Steve's not great with Stairs. It's on like at least 3 acers of land. It's not very big despite the amount of rooms- perfect for them. They don't realize until afterwards that, they also inherit a Feral Cat Colony.

That's it- that's the whole au- Just Steve and Eddie taking care of a Feral Cat colony. They name all of them- and take in Kittens to be fostered and adopted. They get all of them their shots. They take the older cats to get fixed as well.

It does piss Eddie off when people start dumping their unwanted cats on the property- not because he and Steve don't want more cats (or can't pay to take care of them) because one- it's so incredibly irresponsible take them to the Shelter!! Or knock on their fucking door. And, not only that- It upsets Steve, a lot. People just abandoning living creatures is a very sore spot for his Beloved, and Eddie will not stand for it.

The older cats that are super friendly in the Colony eventually make their way into living in the house.

(They also own a bookshop in town that has shop cats-)

#steddie #steve x eddie #steveddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #they so would tho #it's their cat colony now #Eddie is incharge of naming all of them #So they are named after just nerd things #Steve takes pictures and spends way too much money on camera film #they have a name guide too!#liv is losing their mind #They are 100% known as the crazy cat people #neither of them mind #those are their kids damnit

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satansaidnottoday · 7 months

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Late night coffee.

Info: No romance, Teen!Satan & GN!Mc, Human AU.

Context: You recently opened your dream Cat Café. Just today a rather extravagant family moved to the neighborhood, and one of the kids seems to be out for a little cat visit.

Warnings: Mentioned physical violence.

It was almost 23:00, way past closing time. You were downstairs at the cafe to feed the three cats you were currently fostering. You were petting the oldest of them when a loud banging on the door interrupted you.

You answered, unafraid as always, ready to fight whoever was bothering you at that hour. But you didn't find a burglar nor a junky on the other side. Instead, a blonde teen stood there, shaking as tears streamed down his cheeks. One of Lucifer's kids.

That morning was a rainy Sunday and not many people were going out. The slow time had you dozing off a little on the counter. They came in when you were least prepared.

The moment the seven siblings stepped foot inside, the energy completely changed. What you could only describe as a sudden wave of chaos. Even the cats retreated behind their little safe area. A corner of the salon you had separated from the rest with glass walls; it had an entrance small and high enough that only the cats could enter it.

"They have cats!" exclaimed an overly excited blonde teen. He grabbed at the shirt of another, smaller, blond and pulled him to look at the cats.

The two older teens took a seat at one of your bigger tables. They didn't stop arguing a single second from the moment they stepped inside, something about money. Another kid, a redhead, stood in front of your pastry display with an amazed face. He repeatedly asked if he could get one, looking at the only adult you could identify.

The tall, lean man ignored every single one of his companions as he approached the counter. You saw a sixth (SIXTH!) kid hiding behind him. He smiled at you, and you just knew the man needed a coffee.

"Good morning, I'm Lucifer Morning Star. My siblings and I just moved a few blocks away. We're introducing ourselves around the neighborhood," he said. By the tiredness in his voice, you couldn't imagine that it was going well.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you," you offered him your hand for a shake and he took it. "I'm Mc, feel free to come over anytime you need a coffee." Which you assumed would be often.

The siblings introduced themselves one by one, as they ordered.

If you remember correctly, the one standing at your door was Satan.

"Can I pet the cats?!" he screamed over the storm outside. He looked pissed, but his voice broke in a desperate way.

You stepped aside to let the kid in.

He was drenched. His house was just a few blocks away, but with how strong the storm was, it didn't surprise you.

"I'll bring you a towel."

He didn't look at you and instead marched straight toward the cats, who scattered away from him.

You went upstairs to your apartment, unsure of what to do. You left him in because well, what else could you do when a kid came crying at your door at night. You couldn't let him outside, but you also didn't want to get in any trouble. You should ask Lucifer to pick him up, but didn't have his number. And calling the police felt overkill.

You resolved to at least make sure he didn't freeze to death.

When you went back with the towel, he was still trying to get the attention of a kitten. The little orange tabby had climbed up a cat tower and was taunting poor Satan with his unreachable cuteness.

"You need to be more gentle with them," you said as you threw the towel over him.

"I'm being gentle!" his scream just served to startle the cat and send him climbing even higher.

Satan's expression changed from angry to sad in a second, and it made your heart sink.

"You want some coffee?" You asked.

He nodded slowly, "With cream please."

You nodded back and got to work behind the counter. You turned the heater up, both the cats and the blonde thanked you.

He grabbed the towel and dried himself off as best he could, though his clothes were still drenched. Now calmed down, he sat on the floor. He didn't want to ruin your chairs.

He looked at the cats. The orange cat he was chasing was now waking up an older, white cat to play. The older cat started to lick the kitten as if telling him to calm down. The kitten seemed to understand. He laid down beside her and they slept together. He wanted to sleep with them so bad.

"Now, what are you doing on the floor?" You said suddenly, surprising him. You sat down at a table with two freshly made coffees waiting. "You already look sad enough as is, come sit with me".

He laughed a little as he stood up, out of embarrassment more than anything.

He sat in front of you and let out a little squeak, looking at the cat head you sculpted with the foam of his coffee.

"It's so cute," he said with a huge smile.

"Thank you, it took a long time to master the ancient art of foam cats you know? You better appreciate it". You said with an exaggerated pompous tone and he laughed.

He took a sip of the drink, secretly decaffeinated. He felt a little bad about having to drink the cat. You looked at the dry tears on his face.

"Will you tell me now?" you asked.

"Tell you what?" he played dumb.

"Why did you come to a closed café, crying to pet the cats, while the second universal flood is happening?"

He didn't expect you to be so direct about it. He hoped to divert the conversation long enough that the rain would die down, so he could go back home with some of his pride intact.

"I just had a fight with Lucifer" He sighed and looked down.

"About what?" As you spoke, you noticed Felicia, the black cat, slowly approaching Satan's side. He didn't seem to notice.

"Just stupid things," he said, anger taking hold of him again "He thinks he has a right to tell me what to do. I'm already old enough to make my own decisions."

Tears started to build up at the corners of his eyes.

Felicia made her attack, jumping directly into Satan's lap with a scream. Satan screamed alongside her. Surprise and fear immediately morphed into the most adorable face of adoration at the creature. She rubbed herself against his chest and he shyly started to pet her.

Feli was a very vocal cat, she was meowing and screaming between purrs with every show of affection. Satan looked so confused, having only ever seen quiet skittish cats on the street. But you could see he was definitely having the time of his life.

Finally, Felicia had enough love and laid down on Satan's lap for a nap. Her loud purrs still filled the room.

"She's adorable" his voice came out small and thin. He was trying not to move at all so she wouldn't leave.

"She certainly is," you smirked, enjoying the view of this angry, edgy teenager trying not to cry over a cat. "You could ask your brother to adopt her," you suggested.

Satan looked hopeful for a moment but then deflated.

"He won't let me have a cat," his voice turned sour again "he hates me".

You saw him choking down tears as he began to pet Felicia again.

"Why do you think that?" You ask. Maybe it was the usual teenage act of 'no one loves me'. But you knew too well that sometimes kids had their reasons to think that way, and you weren't about to invalidate his feelings.

He remained silent for a while. You waited patiently, the storm outside wasn't getting any calmer, so you had all the time in the world.

"Because he called me crazy," he finally said, his voice teary.

"Why d—" he cut you off before you could ask.

"I hit him but didn't want to hurt him. I always hit him before, but he never got hurt for real. He looked like he was going to kill me. It's just that sometimes I get really angry and I can't control it." he explained himself desperately, in one single breath. He didn't want you to think of him as some kind of delinquent kid or something.

"I get it, I get it, It's okay," you reassured him. He took a second to calm down. You waited until he looked better.

"And then what happened?" You asked, worried "Did he hurt you?"

He shook his head, focusing all of his attention on the cat.

"He told me to go to my room."

You nodded. "And you didn't."

"No..."

"Why did you come here specifically?"

He thought it for a few seconds, a serious expression on his face.

"You have cats."

You let out an earnest breathy laugh, caught off guard. He laughed a bit too.

"Let's make a deal," you proposed "If you give me your brother's number so I can ask him to pick you up, I'll let you in any time you want to play with the cats."

He looked at the table for a few minutes, deep in thought, before answering.

"Okay, but can you please give me an hour before calling him?"

"Fifteen minutes."

"Half an hour?"

"Fifteen minutes," you insisted.

He rolled his eyes.

"Okay…" he accepted begrudgingly.

You shook hands over your very serious verbal contract.

He chose to spend his fifteen minutes laying around in the playing area with Felicia. You heard him sneeze a few times, so you fetched a blanket for him. When you went back down you found he had fallen asleep on one of the puffs. You covered him and went to the front of the store to call Lucifer.

He answered after the second tone.

"Who is it?" his voice was breathy and tired. You could hear the storm strong and clear in the background.

"Hi, Lucifer?" you confirmed it was actually him and Satan hadn't given you a stranger's number. He made a grunt as affirmation. "This is Mc, the café owner."

"Yes, I remember," he says, his breath shaky as if he had been running.

"I'm calling to let you know Satan is in my shop, could you pi–" he interrupted you before you could finish.

"Oh thank god! I'll be there in a second."

He hung up the phone.

When Lucifer arrived the storm was finally dying down, yet he was completely soaked and panting. You would have laughed at how ridiculous he looked, if not for the complete desperation in his eyes.

"Where is he?" He asked as he entered.

"He's okay, he fell asleep playing with the cats," you said, guiding him to where Satan rested. He let out a relieved sigh.

"I'm really sorry, Mc. I really don't know what got into him."

You smiled as reassuringly as you could. "He just wanted to play with the cats, it's okay."

Satan was out cold, exhaustion had taken over after the adrenaline wore off. Lucifer picked him up with no problem. The rain had completely stopped, but you still lent them an umbrella.

"Thank you, Mc. I'll make sure this doesn't happen again," he said, standing on the way. Shame filled his voice.

"It's okay," you assured him.

"Thanks again, Mc," he said before leaving.

You closed the door behind you, left alone with only the cats and a floor full of puddles you had no energy to clean.

"Well," you said to Felicia, who sat on the table in front of you. "Seems we made some friends."

#OB!HumanAU #dividers by @cafekitsune #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me!#om! shall we date #obey me fanfic #obey me headcanons #obey me satan #satan obey me #satan om #shall we date satan

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sleepy-gee · 1 month

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Headcanon:

Sejanus is the one who helps with animals, volunteering at animal shelters and everything. You ask him to kill a bug and he’ll take a cup and napkin to take it outside. Give him food that looks like an animal and he simply won’t eat it because he feels guilty. (He’s a sweetheart like that🥺)

no because you're so right :(( he's such a sweetheart. he loves animals so much (i hc him as a vegetarian because of this). gonna apply this to my new modern au because why not

modern!sej is totally the type of guy to foster kittens and puppies when he has the time. working as a pediatrician can keep him kinda busy sometimes, but when his schedule is clear he loves to spend his days with animals!! he prefers them to people tbh

he's not afraid of bugs either, i agree. he's the kind of guy who would say "why did you do that?!" if someone were to kill a bug they found indoors.

also?? i can totally see him having a pet parakeet or two?? he just has the vibes. he's a bird person 💯💯

#sleepy.answers #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #tbosbas #thg #the hunger games #sejanus plinth

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restingdomface · 2 years

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Lan Qiren modern AU fosters cats. He does not keep them. They are not HIS pets. But he fosters them constantly. Like. Kitten season is absolutely chaos at the main family house. Lan Xichen stopped asking to keep them around 8 cause he realized he was always a little relieved when the house was quiet, but Lan Wangji never really wanted one for himself at all. But. Lan Qiren proves himself a liar several times when he’s got a grumpy old cat in the manor all rubbing up on him and grooming his kids and he’s all ‘oh. Okay. We can keep that one’ and keeps fostering others. Just. Also. Now the kittens will have grumpy old uncles to check on them as they play too.

His fostering system also goes out the window when Lan Wangji comes home with a kid who Wangji found with a scraped knee at the park (the park across the street, and even tho Uncle is directly outside in the garden watching you, do not mean you should cross the street with someone else’s kid, A-Zhan, what if they think Uncle uses you to lure children inside????) and Lan Qiren notices that for some reason they have Jiejie Yanli (who Wei Wuxian has kindly pointed out) watching over an entire children’s birthday party by herself with no help. Oooof.

So. He gathers the kids up, grabs Xichen from the sitting room where he’s practicing his xiao, and take them back to the party. Yanli is DEVASTATED when she realizes that not only is an adult (she’s only like 13 okay this burden should NOT have come on her) coming to correct her, but her precious baby brother has made it all the way across the street with a stranger while she wasn’t looking???

Lan Qiren has managed to wrangle all the kids together within 5 minutes, gotten several booboos bandaged and asked Yanli to pass out some small snacks to keep them busy for a minute. Just in time for Xichen to come back from across the street in another direction, with the Nie brothers. This is actually helpful for once cause Mingjue is 16 (wow. So. Big.) and NHS comes with crafting supplies at all times.

It might end up messier than usual, but even the birthday boy Jiang Cheng, was getting overwhelmed and upset in the party before. Now he’s making friends with the pretty boy DaGe brought to play with them, and Yanli is finally no longer panicking, so both the brothers can calm down. Wangji is married now, obviously. They will adopts many babies and play house all the time. Before they were sorta trying to wrangle the other kids themselves which lead to A-Ying getting pushed down, and A-Cheng getting into some fights.

Qiren sits Yanli down and explains to her that he’s not mad at her, he’s not even disappointed in her. He’s disappointed in her mother who thought it would be a good idea to put someone with such little life experience in charge of a party of 10-15 kiddos. Even he called Xichen to go get his older friend up the street for backup instead of doing that alone. He also gives her a hug. Xichen likes hugs, and he’s an affectionate kiddo, and the kittens have prepared Qiren well. She is very happy and notes down their house mentally as a trusted adult who can help, or probably knows someone who can.

Lan Qiren may be an expert kitten fosterer, which means he’s ready to storm the chaos and turn it into a bundle of fluff… but even he wasn’t quite ready for his nephew’s husband to move in with them with a baby at 20. At least he’s prepared. Life is funny sometimes.

#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #the untamed #mdzs #lan qiren #wei wuxian #lan wangji #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #lan xichen #modern AU

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theanoninyourinbox · 1 month

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RETURN OF THE NEW LONGSTAR AU - THREE TO TANGO

Longstar Au – Three Stars Rising, One Star Falling

Inbetween Books

Spiderleg is bullied into the Healer’s den by Darkmoon, and is revealed to be In The Family Way. He refuses to name the Sire to the clan at large - citing Queen’s Rights - and entrusts the name to Sootfur, who joined the Elders as a Historian after his severe injuries fighting the badgers. Toadkit and Rosekit are adorable, but Spiderleg often leaves them in the Nursery with the Queens. Sootfur visits often enough that the kits see him as their father.

Charkit of Sorreltail’s litter is discovered to have only three feet – Brackenfur suggests naming her Cinder but Sorreltail refuses, wanting her kitten to have her own future, not weighed down by her aunt’s sacrifice. Her striking resemblance to the Healer, and her similar leg scenario, still weighs upon the kit, who works with Darkmoon and a supportive Cloudtail to exercise and navigate life.

On a border patrol, Whitewing finds an injured tom named Birch, and carries him back to camp. He recovers from his (somewhat embarrassing) fall from a tree, and joins Thunderclan. He brings tales of his birth family – The Sisters – and Longstar is curious but cautious about the group.

Frostfoot semi-retires to become a historian and tactician, and Whitestorm informs Longstar of his intention to retire as well. Longstar despairs at choosing a new Deputy, and falls into a restless sleep after Flamewish drags him into their nest. He dreams of the old Thunderclan camp, watches it shift into the new camp, watches it float and crumble in a dark sky. Suddenly, a bright star flares, and the constellations of Silverpelt spring to life. The star warps into a great cat, one half of their face spilling nebulas and colors, that cradles the clan back into a whole. He wakes, knowing exactly who to name. The next day, Longstar calls a meeting, and announces Whitestorm’s retirement. Longstar calms the clan, calling forth a cat who has cared for Thunderclan and for the connections that Thunderclan has created within their allied clans. He calls forth Brightheart to become Deputy. Brightheart is shocked but delighted, Cloudtail and Daisy dance around their mate, and their kits crow gleefully.

Soon after, Crowfeather comes over to visit Swiftpool. He shares the news that his foster sister Nightcloud and her mate Gorseflicker are now parents to three kits – Breezekit, a little black tom; Locustkit, a black and orange tortie molly; and Eveningkit, a grey and golden molly. Swiftpool notes that Hopfoot will have plenty of time to spoil his grandkits now that he’s retired. Crowfeather jokes that Gorseflicker cried over his kits so hard he was kicked out of the Nursery by Nightcloud, and Swiftpool laughs so hard she goes into labor.

By nightfall, three more kits have been born. Crowfeather names Jaykit after the brilliant blue of his eyes, Swiftpool names Hollykit after her spiky fur, and Lionkit is named for his loud cries. As the kits grow, Lionkit is noted to have the shorter legs like his Granduncle Fireheart. Jaykit is blind, but already uses his senses to navigate fairly well. And Hollykit is anxious and easily moved to emotion by others. They are supported wholeheartedly by their family and clan.

In Windclan, Breezekit plays with Whitetail’s kits Heatherkit and Galekit. Locustkit and Eveningkit escape camp one night and discover a series of tunnels. Mudstar is delighted to refound the Tunneler Role, with Locustkit loudly declaring that she wants to be one.

Leopardstar watches her clan grow, watches Hawkfrost befriend the local otters, watches Mistyfoot teach the next generation how to fish in these new waters. She is determined to do better – to be better – and a starry-coated cat silently agrees. Stonefur remains her unseen shadow for the rest of her days.

Blackstar and Russetfur, Leader and Deputy, chosen siblings, peer into the Nursery. Tawnypelt and Rowanclaw are curled around three new Shadowclanners. A golden tom – Goldenkit – a fiery orange tom – Emberkit – and a creamy molly – Dawnkit. All the promise of a new morning, not weighed down by the cloying shadows of their grandfather.

Outside of the clans, Sol seethes. He still has some of the power the Rotten Storm bestowed upon him, but knows instinctively that the day he uses the last of it, is the day he loses his voice forever. In his wanderings, he comes across a mysterious old badger, who warns him that unless he changes his ways, unless he gives up on vengeance against the clans, that he will suffer in ways he could never imagine. Sol glares at the beast, but his eyes catch on a berry juice mural of the moon overtaking the sun, and leaves with a new plan in mind. Midnight scoffs at the foolish tom, knowing that no matter what he does, his waning power will strip him of everything he holds dear…

Sandstorm and her kittypet friend Millie make it to the Hope’s Rest Clowder, and Sandstorm does not take the news of the clans moving very well. Thankfully, Darkstripe gives them basic directions to the mountains, and the pair of friends head off. The Clowder’s friendly twoleg healer watches the exchange in interest. She’s convinced that these cats are intelligent, and vows to protect them as best she can.

Apprentice Adventures

On the day of their apprenticeships, Hollypaw chooses to become a Warrior, and is apprenticed to Ashfur He promises to help her grow into her own pelt, and Hollypaw nervously but proudly accepts. Jaypaw wants to be a Hunter/Tracker, and is assigned to Brightheart and Snowthorn. He’s giddy with relief, having doubts that he would be allowed to be anything but a Support Role. Lionpaw has already been nearly living in the Healer’s Den, so it’s no surprise that she wants to join their ranks. His uncle and granduncle welcome him cheerily.

At the next Gathering, Jaypaw’s keen ears hear Mousepaw flirting with Riverclan apprentice Minnowpaw, and muses to Hollypaw that there may be a new cross-clan couple. The Leaders are interrupted by a commotion – Coldlight screeches SANDSTORM?!?!?!? Longstar leaps down and the whole of Thunderclan greets the long-missing molly. She introduces Millie as a potential clanmate, and Graystripe immediately starts flushing and stammering. Millie is charmed by the fluffy fool, and asks him to escort her to camp. Coldlight pulls Sandstorm to the side as soon as they get in eyesight of camp, and has a private conversation with his long-time crush. She asks for time to process his love confession, but assures him that no matter what, he will always be her friend.

The next morning, Sandstorm gathers up Longstar, Flamewish, and their many kits, and tells them of a dream she had. A starry cat who identified himself as Micah had given her a Prophecy – Three of thine leaders kin shalt be gifted by the Stars, and They shall spark a great Light that shall Burn Back the Clawing Dark. He had vanished before Sandstorm could pin him down and get an explanation, and freaked out Millie quite a bit.

The group tries to figure out who it is, ruling out Cloudtail early to his annoyance and everyone else’s amusement. Swiftpool points out her recent litter, and Fireheart notes that Lionpaw always seems to know where another cat is hurting. The apprentices are gathered, and after some questioning, Jaypaw admits to sometimes being in his sibling’s dreams. Hollypaw realizes that the last time she got into a fight (against a rather pissed off chicken that escaped the Horseplace) she hadn’t gotten heavily injured when it definitely pecked her hard enough to draw blood. But when she stepped on a thorn she was bleeding? Lionpaw easily talks about feeling other’s pain, but had thought he was just very empathetic? Flamewish calls for Yellowfang, who pops in and confirms that Something Is Up. The siblings are Star-Blessed, but not to let it get to their heads. The old molly scoffs, and says that Micah is an old Skyclan spirit, and had a noted soft spot for kits, so meant no harm.

The siblings are shaken, but do their best to keep on going. Lionpaw finds his connection to Starclan when Jaypaw and Breezepaw fall into a hole during the Peacetime Competition and he has a Vision of their distress. Jaypaw works hard with Brightheart and Snowthorn, testing his dreamwalking limits on his siblings – with permission of course. Hollypaw finds herself more confident, knowing that the stars have a place just for her, and Ashfur praises her for starting to stretch herself. She still finds herself easily shaken, but discovers a love of plants, leading to some Herbalist training.

However, the shadows of Miretrees are reaching out…

After a particularly bad day, Hollypaw wakes in a strange place. It’s a piece of the border by the Lake, but the sun is low, and there’s the faint smell of blood and fur in the air. A large brown tabby appears, his chest covered in leaves and flowers. He asks her of her woes, and Hollypaw mutters about feeling unappreciated sometimes. He proclaims that he will teach her to be a Great Warrior, but Hollypaw laughs – Ashfur is a great mentor, how could you, a random primping prettyboy, do any better than him? She laughs herself awake, and Brambleclaw throws a massive tantrum in the Dark Forest.

While out hunting, Charpaw falls out of a tree, injuring her footless hind leg. Jaypaw helps her back to camp, and verbally tears the ears off of Sootfur for suggesting she retire to be an Elder or Support role, stop projecting!! Just because you couldn’t handle your business doesn’t mean that Charpaw can’t handle hers!!! Brightheart has to hold him back but does NOT make him apologize. Lionpaw states that even if Charpaw was, I don’t know, Cinderpelt’s reincarnation, it wouldn’t matter! Darkmoon is touched by the brothers being so protective, but has to reassure Charpaw that no, Lionpaw was using a hypothetical.

Soon after, Millie gives birth to three more kits – Blossom, Briar, and Bumble. Graystripe is startled but delighted – he had no idea she was pregnant – but takes to fatherhood again with joy and zeal.

At the next Gathering, Riverclan calls for aid – a bunch of twolegs have half-invaded their territory. Jaypaw and Hollypaw sneak off to take a look, but are caught by Uncle Hawkfrost and his otter friends. Hawkfrost scolds them officially, but lets them take a look at the tottering twoleg kits, and introduces Weed and Log, his otter pals. The pair of apprentices get in trouble for sneaking out, but think that meeting the strange river dwellers was worth it. Back at camp, Lionpaw dreams of an orange-and white cat failing to outrun the rising waters in a tunnel, and a hairless cat throws him out of sleep. Somewhere else in camp, Sandstorm and Coldlight become mates.

Some time later, Locustpaw goes missing. Jaypaw and Lionpaw join in the search, and along with Breezepaw, find her stuck in the tunnels. As the rain makes the waters rise, Lionpaw remembers his dreams, and leads the groups to safety. Locustpaw’s tail must be partially amputated, but she lives to dig another day.

Stormfur and Brook show up at Thunderclan camp, asking for aid. Longstar agrees, and Foxflight gets the whole Journey gang back together, and drags her niece and nephews along. Crowfeather brings Breezepaw and Galepaw to help – an accomplished hunter and a promising healer. The group reunites with Feathertail, and she is delighted to meet some of her friend’s new families and hear about the rest. She is gleeful at the thought of her half-siblings, but sad she won’t meet them in person. Jaypaw wonders if he could pull them into one dream, but decides to just poke at Graystripe to bring his family for a visit sometime. Lionpaw and Galepaw pester Feathertail for what helps with her back, and she happily gives them all the details.

After running off the intruders, the three siblings and Crowfeather have a bonding moment. It is somewhat interrupted by Yellowfang and Tallstar’s spirits showing up, but they only confirm that yes, the siblings ARE Star-blessed, and to watch out for the Miretrees residents showing up, as Snowfur caught her ex-mate lurking around the borders of Starclan.

After a tearful goodbye, the group settle back into their clans. Hollypaw once more dreams of the strange lake scene, but this time there are two brown tabbies. The larger one begins to speak, but Hollypaw has heard enough stories about the death of Tiger”star” to recognize the injury – even half hidden by reeds and leaves – and screams for her Gran-Gran Yellowfang. She flings awake, tumbling into Charpaw and Jaypaw, and Lionpaw bustles in to see what’s wrong. She sputters out what happened, and Lionpaw runs for Darkmoon and Fireheart. A confused Charpaw comforts her friend, as Jaypaw stomps around angrily. Fireheart clears them out of the den, and makes them all sleep in the Hearer’s Den, for added protection. Even with Fireheart assuring that the dark goes for everyone, Hollypaw wonders…did they come after me because I’m the weakest one?

And a seed of doubt is planted.

The Plot Thickens and The Sun Vanishes

Some time later, SOMEONE is trying to get Windclan and Thunderclan fighting. It doesn’t work, but Mudstar asks that they spend a week out of contact, to see if both sides scent the same intruder. Crowfeather bids his family a teary farewell, and Swiftpool clings sadly to her sister and Shrewleg for a while. One night, Berrynose spots what he SWEARS is a Literal Lion, no, really, I am Not JOKING!!! At the end of the week, Fireheart, Darkmoon, and Lionpaw go to gather herbs, and see a strange cat with a mane. The tom loudly declares that he will be blocking out the sun tomorrow, and bolts before Darkmoon and Fireheart can catch him. Fireheart moans about aching joints, and Darkmoon carries him back to camp, with Lionpaw telling Berrynose No That Was Not A Lion Just A Weirdo.

And then some of Windclan’s young bucks start a fight with a Thunderclan patrol. Both clans send out everyone to calm the fight, and a Shadowclan patrol shows up, and Riverclan comes to yell at people.

And the ginger and black tom watches.

And the sun goes out.

Chaos ensues, everyone scrambling to figure out what’s happening. The stranger cuts in front of Blackstar, who was leading the patrol, and Speaks. The Shadowclan leader calls for his clan to follow him home, and they depart. And a few nights later, Tawnypelt comes to camp with terrible news. Blackstar, under the influence of the stranger Sol, has turned his back on Starclan. There is something missing in his eyes, a blankness that reminds her of a dying cat. He tried to put her apprentice-age kits into their adult roles, and thus she seeks shelter with them. An appalled Longstar agrees, and Goldenpaw, Emberpaw, and Dawnpaw are welcomed into the apprentice den. Jaypaw declares that it’s too crowded, which gives Longstar an idea.

The next morning, he promotes Hollypaw, Jaypaw, and Charpaw to their adult names. Hollypaw becomes Hollywish, for her bright ideas for the future, and in honor of her beloved grandmother. Flamewish is delighted at the surprise, and a jubilant Hollywish practically bounces in place. Jaypaw is named Jaywhisker, for his sharp senses and even sharper barbs to the deserving. Brightheart cries a little as her first apprentice is promoted, and Jaywhisker is a little overwhelmed with all the cheering. And Charpaw is named Charheart, for her loving spirit and determination to never give up. Charheart is embraced by her family, and beams delightedly. Shortly after, Flyshadow comes running from the Healer’s den ASHFUR I’M PREGNANT!!! Whitewing also announces that she’s pregnant the next day! The clan is full of life and joy!

The Skies Grow Cloudy

But it doesn’t last. Millie and Briarkit become ill, and it soon begins to spread. Lionpaw and Emberpaw think it’s related to Sol – Riverclan has noticed dying fish, and Windclan has seen birds falling from the sky. So the Thunderclan siblings and the Shadowclan siblings formulate a plan.

Emberpaw and Jaypaw decide to fake a sign, having a tree fall in front of Sol and Blackstar. Lionpaw thinks that faking a sign might be sacrilege, but hopes that the Stars are forgiving of a lie to free a clan. Hollywish and Dawnpaw leverage the tree down, and Goldenpaw makes ghostly noises…that are soon joined by Runningnose and Raggedstar. The blankness goes out of Blackstar’s eyes, and he turns on Sol with all the fury of the blazing sun. Sol flees, cursing the clans again, and Shadowclan is restored. The newfound friends bid farewell, promising to stay in touch.

In Thunderclan camp, Longstar loses a life to the illness, prompting Jaywhisker to dreamwalk Kestrelpaw the Windclan Healer’s apprentice. Lionpaw goes to gather the precious catmint, and nearly walks in on Breezepaw, Heatherpaw, and Antpaw having relationship drama. He sneaks by, and returns triumphant. At the next Half Moon ceremony, he is promoted to Lionblossom, for his ability to make hope blossom wherever he goes.

And then a fire breaks out.

The trio are trapped on one side of the fire, and as Swiftpool and Foxflight maneuver a branch to help them, the ginger and black shape of Sol tries to stop them. The mollies beat the stuffing out of him easily, and he flees. Lionblossom notes that Sol’s tail might be burnt, judging by the pain that Lionblossom feels. Everyone reunites, with Ashfur having a nasty burn on his flanks, but all alive.

While out playing, Briarkit is attacked by a snake. Honeyfern bravely leaps in the way and is bitten on the face. Lionblossom, in just as much agony as she is, makes the swift but painful decision to remove the bitten eye. Fireheart and Darkmoon arrive on the scene to a passed out Honeyfern and Lionblossom, and a screaming Briarkit. After some emergency treatment, Honeyfern is stabilized, and Lionblossom wakes up mortified. Berrynose and Poppyfrost are frantic, and when Honeyfern wakes, they take turns at her side. Darkmoon notes that Honeyfern will most likely never hear out of her right ear, and will certainly never bear kits. She and Berrynose begin to mourn, but Poppyfrost offers to be their surrogate.

A few days later, the newly named Breezepelt and Heathertail come to camp – they saw Sol leaving Windclan prey of Thunderclan land, and would you like to go Get Him? A patrol is sent, and Foxflight is kept from finishing the beating she started earlier by the return of PURDY!?! She escorts the old tom to camp, and begs her father to let Gramps Purdy stay, plllleeeeaaassseee??? Longstar snorts at the obvious manipulation, but allows it. Sol is locked in the Healer’s Den, and seems to be cooperative.

At the next Gathering, Longstar defends his choice to not kill the cat, he must be judged by Starclan. The other leaders agree, Blackstar very brusque and standoffishly, but all seems to be going well.

Then Hollywish has to go into the Healer’s Den.

And Sol says his Last Word.

R U N

The light goes out of Hollywish’s eyes, and she bolts for the tunnels. Jaywhisker hears his sister’s harsh breathing, and tears after her, Charheart and Lionblossom in hot pursuit.

Hollywish enters the tunnels and

The

Rocks

Fall

(Atop the stones, Brambleclaw gives a baleful grin)

Lionblossom screams in pain, Jaywhisker paws at the rocks, and Charheart yowls for aid.

In the Healer’s Den, Sol coughs out pieces of his tongue, ashy and rotten.

And he laughs and laughs and laughs.

And in the Nursery, Whitewing and Flyshadow huddle around the kits, who sleep peacefully.

TO BE CONTINUED

#my art #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats au #hello from the void #longstar au #new longstar au #finally done #p03 rewrite #death of my writer's block #thanks all y'all who motivated me #and let me steal some ideas #Hope's Rest Clowder #they have a human friend #who will love and protect them #not plot relevant yet but still important #being evil with the ending

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For Exsotica au

Mind if I have part two of the upper moons this time with the lower moon?

Sure Babe

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Exotica | Staying with the Lower Moons

I’m only going to do the three we actually get see doing more than just beg for their lives

Now cannononically none of these guys would have ever met Exotica considering time space and by the fact that Muzan thinks the 12 kizuki are literal filth compared to you but let's set that aside

For you to be in the care of the lowermoons let’s say Muzan is continuing with this pass-you-along routine so you’re not getting attached to anyone but in this specific instance your on your way to the fortress

Let's say that for reasons you can’t just be teleported into the infinity fortress so they’ve gotta take you the long way round:

Rui

Let’s say you're placed with him because he’s a favorite of Muzan’s. Immediately he makes something up to fit his delusion of the family. So he’ll say you’re a guest that's staying for a few weeks and pass you around to be babysat by ‘his family.’ Any scrape extra speck of dirt incurs his wrath. 7x as bad as he usually is. Everyone’s on edge and everyone is far too scared to even blame you. Noticing the tightening of his regime you come in clutch with your smooth talking motherly persona.

“Rui, may I speak to you please?”

You said it into the night air sitting on the web made for you. You knew he could hear you even the weakest demons had a large range for this ability.

“What do you want?”

The statement was said with malice and you concluded he was in the middle of punishing his subordinates. You knew he couldn’t hurt you so you continued.

“What is upsetting you, Rui?”

“Why do you keep saying my name like that?! And WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU ANYTHING?!”

Coming closer to you hoping to intimidate you by getting in your face. You remained calm which was much easier when you had your headdress’ curtain blocking the view.

“Come.” You opened your arms “Come here Rui. Tell me about it.”

Your voice was level. Calm. In absolute opposition to his seemingly rising anger. And like a hesitant foster kitten he comes around. Rationalizing his inability to lose he settles. Hesitant but relenting he plops into your folded lap partly expecting you to treat him like some common pet. Instead you wrapped your arms to hold him, letting your hanging sleeves drape around him like a blanket.

“So what has made you so upset?”

From then on there were some obvious changes. Talking and rocking him through his anger everyone begins to revere you.

At first he was more than happy to reinstate you as the new mother, aiming his hand against spider mother’s throat to which you frantically said ‘no!’ You proposed another title: Meemaw. It throws him off long enough for you to come up with something that fits in with his delusion.

“A family friend that’s really close to the family?”

It takes him a while to accept it but he does. And for the rest of your stay he’s a happy boy. So is the family. Everyone benefits from your advice and just your shoulder to cry on. It's only when some poor demon slayers come upon you while you’re telling a story to the ugly spider minions. Reporting immediately to That Man you are on to the next guard.

Kyogai

How perfect! A demon with the power to change rooms whenever needed? And the subject he’s guarding is a weak fragile human? It just works.

Kyogai keeps you far away from him, practically disgusted at the fact your blood was not one of a Marechi. He ignores you other than the mandatory meals and baths he has to facilitate. It isn’t until you-a snoopy human comes across his writing. He immediately moves to tap his tsuzumi drums but he stops when he hears you let out an interested gasp as you search for the next page.

He’s...confused. Do you actually like his work? Now he’s flattered and with the temperament of an anime school girl with a crush he will not approach you.

For the most part you feel like you live alone as everything you need is supplied quickly without interaction or conflict. He dare not embarass himself! Not until he eats more marechi will he feel good enough to even be seen by you. Unfortunately you are whisked away before he can achieve it. And when he inevitably does begin to fade away he’ll think of Tanjiro but he’ll also think of you.

Enmu

Now this makes a lot of sense. Maybe you are proposing the idea of a vacation; eventually traveling back to Muzan and him relenting to let you on the Mugen Train. Placing a lot of his trust in his subordinate’s endeavour he allows you to be on the train.

You’ll probably get your own cart and Enmu won’t introduce himself until you're the most vulnerable. Probably with food still being chewed in your mouth he pops up right next to you.

“Hi there (Y/n)-sama!”

You won’t react considering as Exotica you have people (Daki) hanging on you invasively all the time. He’ll frown, annoyed he didn’t see your annoyed or scared expression. You keep your poise with him because you know how much of a wild card he was. And he is silently getting more annoyed.

He’ll quite aggressively send you to sleep enjoying your dream of your old world. He’s intrigued by this development and will be even more surprised when you eventually break out of it. Thinking you’ll have to deal with a more unhinged Rui instead you’re met with the exact opposite.

“Hah~truly divine~you are perfect for him~!”

Prostrated at the foot of the custom-built bed he begins squirming. You naturally inch away only for him to crawl closer to you dragging his cheek along the leg you tried to keep him away with. Moving under the cloth of your yukata you push at his head as he gets closer to your crotch. Immediately he springs up cutting through the natural slit of your outfit to hold your hands. His face is revealed to have an obsessive blush overwhelming his face as he really began drooling as his tongue lolled out of his mouth moving inhumanely to lick your hand.

By your saving grace some wandering passenger stepped inside, gasping at the display before calling out to Enmu. You could barely keep your calm persona as the demon that was previously creeping on you to change immediately. Veins popping, aquamarine eyes shrinking and his fangs showing he turned and proceeded to tear the man apart. Not bothering to eat him claiming 'it’d ruin his grand meal' as he adjusted his suit.

You didn’t complain when Daki and Gyutarou had you back in their arms saying,”You’ll never leave us again, (Y/n)!!!” “Right, promise us you won’t leave!” “Yes it was simply awful without you!It was like torture for us.”

You’re right. it is torture.

#yandere x reader #yandere demon slayer #yandere kny #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere demon slayer x exotica #exotica reader #poc reader #yandere harem #yandere enmu #yandere kyogai #yandere rui

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