#Love Niel's hair!

[ineffablehubbys]

The glasses, the hair, the kids in the background plz this is so cute

#michael sheen #matildas #big boy glasses #I’ll always love his natural hair #he so babygirl #good omens #david tennant #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #niel gaiman #terry pratchett

[cupidskissx]

hi!! idk if u accept prompts but i love ur monaco malaise and- yeah

mastermind by taylor swift. but make it lestappen

Thank you for the love on Monaco Malaise, it truly mean so much to me! 🥰🤩

*Frantically listens to Mastermind for the first time, downloads lyrics and annotates*

I’ve never had an actual prompt before, 🥹 I’ve been afraid to put the call out, it’s such a lot of pressure and risky 🫣

That being said, I loved writing this! If anyone else has any prompts, please send them my way! I hope you enjoy this little AU, Anon ❤️

~~~

The first time Max saw Charles, he knew.

He wasn’t sure what he knew, but he knew it. Call it luck, lust, or destiny, or perhaps a combination of all three. Whatever it was, he felt it in his bones.

He’d heard whispers Ferrari were considering a new team boss — some hot shot who flew up the ranks at Maranello. However, Max’s two week, no-contact vacation with his mum and sister saw him miss the media storm after Leclerc’s appointment.

The summary of meeting minutes and critical updates that his Executive Assistant compiled upon his return only had him mentioned once, in a two sentence dot point:

Charles Leclerc to replace Frederic Vasseur as Team Principal of Scuderia Ferrari. Effective: 1 January 2028.

It was easily skimmed over in favour of actioning the mass of paperwork requiring his approval.

Maybe if he’d known how this man would shift all his focus and ambition in a matter of moments, he would have at least read his profile online. Or, perhaps issued a full investigation to learn everything there was to know about him — signing it off as: “getting to know your competition”.

Alas, he did neither, leaving the universe — in all her surreptitious glory — to place them in the right place at the right time.

*

The Bahrain briefing room was hot and stuffy. Max was half out of his jacket when the door opened. An unfamiliar figure squeezed in. He was flushed, his hair spiked up. He had a notebook under his arm, a pen perched behind his ear, and he was struggling to get his phone into the front pocket of his jeans. The meeting was yet to start, but he shot Stefano Domenicali an apologetic look.

The man, who appeared close to his age, secured his phone and scanned the room for an available seat. It was surprising, concerning even, the way Max’s peripheral vision reduced until all he could see was this flustered, handsome man in the doorway.

It was like one of those cliché moments in a rom-com, the lead actress walking in, hit by a spotlight, the only one in the room — Max couldn’t look away. The man’s gaze landed on Max and his lips twitched up in a small smile, enough to make Max’s heart stutter. Max forced himself out of his stupor, smiled back, and continued to take off his jacket.

Niels Wittich tried to squeeze passed the man, knocking into him, forcing him to move out of the way and make a seating decision. He weaved through the row in front of Max, and was considerate enough not to sit directly in front of him, choosing the next seat over. Max surveyed the room, every other Team Principal was there, so that could only mean one thing. He was Charles Leclerc.

Charles settled into his seat and checked the spiral spine of his notebook, he paused. He opened it to a fresh page then started to pat down his pockets. Coming up short, he checked the spine again. Max squeezed his lips together to prevent himself from laughing. Before Charles could frisk his pockets a second time, Max leant forward and tapped his shoulder.

Charles turned around, his furrowed brow smoothing out. Handsome wasn’t all-encompassing enough to describe him. He was ethereal, timeless beauty carved by an ancient, wise deity.

Max didn’t trust his voice so he gestured to his own ear. It took a moment, but Charles’ face split into an embarrassed grin, his dimples popping, and cheeks flushing. He plucked the pen from behind his ear.

“Merci, J’oub— oh, sorry, I just got off the phone with my brother...”

Max didn’t have the opportunity to tell him he understood French — he’d lived in Monaco for long enough — because Charles wiggled the pen and kept speaking, “Thanks, I’d forget my head if it wasn’t screwed on.”

Charles looked down to clip his pen through the wire bound spine as Max said, “Now that would be tragic.”

He looked back in Max’s direction, his smile shy, his eyes twinkling under the fluorescent lights, Max’s chest flooded with smug satisfaction and something else. Something that tingled. And because Charles wasn’t presumptuous, he leant over the back of his chair, offered Max his hand and said: “Charles Leclerc, I’ve taken over from Freddy.”

“Max Verstappen, TP for Red Bull,” he shook his hand, “Enchanté, and all that.”

Charles snorted a laugh, “And all that,” he repeated, his tone soft and warm.

“Welcome to another season gentlemen,” Stefano said from the front of the room.

They broke their lingering handshake, acknowledging that their conversation was over, their smiles faded, and Charles turned around to face the front of the room.

Max peaked over Charles’ shoulder every now and again, watching him write headings, sub headings and dot points in faint, chicken-scratch cursive.

When the presentation moved on to the compulsory, OH&S policies and procedures Charles started to doodle a small race car in the margin of the page.

It was that moment Max knew he was doomed. He had no choice but to wriggle his way into Charles life, or ruin his career trying.

#lestappen #max verstappen #charles leclerc #prompt #I hope you like this Anon and you didn’t mind it being an AU #Lestappen as Team Principals has given me brain rot #destined for their paths to cross in every universe #I’m a mess over this AU idea #let me know if you want me to continue this #or send in headcanons / prompts for them in this AU #watch me abandon Monaco Malaise Part 2 for this world 🫣 #<< this is also why I don’t take prompts I try to avoid writing anything else so I don’t lose the spark and abandon my baby #but welp I think I’m addicted now #L's Little Things #Writing and Rambles

[sporesgalaxy]

woke up at 1am and wrote all this and then passed out lol

nightmare about hair and refridgerator and space travel via whale and fear of abandonment and the horror of inevitability. really looooong dream. mamy changes and logistics I shouldnt get into sp I can go bacj to sleep.cit was originally a niel ciciereca comedy wevseries that became horror that became real.

girl turning everhthing in dhe world and everyone I love intk hair. because she can control hair. starts picking off my cool friends turning tbem into hair.

#dream journal

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

I know Niel Newbon purposely made Astarion very catlike, but I really love how his design makes him look a little like a lab rat— with his fluffy white hair, red eyes, small frame, and sharp pointy features.

#astarion #astarion ancunin #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3

[bre-meister]

Hey

I hope you are doing well. Okay since you did ask. How about a short story where Claire comes back after the events from revelations 2 and Leon teases her about Neil that he was right about him all along. Just a fun little story, please?

Thanks for the kind words! So I guess this could be considered a continuation of the fic I wrote about Revelations 2. I hope I made it fluffy enough.

“You can say it, ya know.”

It’s dark in their room when she speaks. They’re in bed having finally turned in for the night after putting both of the children to bed. Isabel had been hardest to sleep in their room for the night - a habit she’d picked up while Claire was gone and had kept once she’d gotten back. Claire was loathe to take away this comfort from her daughter but it was a habit that did not need to be reinforced.

Not to mention this was the first time since she was discharged from the hospital about a month ago that she got to sleep in her own bed with her husband alone. Just the two of them. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying the comforting feeling of being held by him without another small body between them.

“Hmm?”

He seems so relaxed. One arm tucked behind his head, the other wrapped around her shoulders. She’s pressed so deeply into his side that she feels the rumble in his chest before she hears it.

“I told you so. I know you’ve probably been waiting to say it. I think I’m finally ready to admit you were right about Niel.”

“I don’t know what upsets me more, the fact that you think I’d say that or the fact that I can’t really say it.”

“What do you mean?” She shifts in his arms slightly so she could better see his face. He’s looking at the ceiling when he answers.

“I was totally convinced that Niel had a thing for you and I think past experiences proved me right there.” Claire snorts but Leon continues,

“Never would have guessed he was a money hungry, egotistical bastard that would quite literally sell out all of his employees to the very same people they were fighting against.”

They’re both silent and for a moment. Claire thinks maybe he’s fallen asleep. Finally taken over by the exhaustion of the day.

“Actually, what makes me the most angry is that I didn’t see it coming. I was so preoccupied with our dumb little dick measuring contest that I never realized what he was doing.”

“None of us did and we worked with him every day.” Claire traces her hands across his chest hoping that the small patterns would offer him more comfort than her words.

“No sense in dwelling on it now.”

Her hands still. She sits up slightly so she can look down at him, pleasant suprise written on her face.

“Who are you and what have you done with my husband?”

“I don’t know. All that time we spent not knowing where you were or if you were ok? I guess I just decided to stop worrying about things that don’t matter, that I don’t have control over. Life’s to short and we’re reminded of that everyday in our line of work.”

The arm he’d previously been using to hold her comes up to tuck a strand of her short hair behind her ears.

“I don’t want to spend all my time thinking about what I should have seen or done when it comes to that weasel,” he continues. Voice quiet and sincere in the dark,

“I’d rather think about you and our girls. All the ways I’m going to spoil you,” the hand in her had stills, fingers wrapped gently around a strand he’d been toying with.

“How beautiful you look with short hair.”

She smiles and hopes that he can see it in the dark. It’s the first time he’s directly acknowledged her new haircut. She’s shorn it off in their bathroom last week but had finally broken down yesterday and went to an actual salon to let someone fix the uneven ends.

She liked the new look and felt a small burst of appreciation that he did as well. It was a small bit of change that she could control after the island - cutting her hair. She knows Leon understands why as well. It’s one of the many things she loves about him.

“I love you,” she whispers as she settles back into the side of his body. Not wanting to speak too loudly for fear of ending this moment between them.

He plates a kiss on her hairline and returns the sentiments with his lips still on her skin.

“I don’t think I say that enough.”

“You say it everyday,” she giggles.

“Not enough.” She can feel the earnest love in his voice.

“Well, you have the rest of our lives to make up for it.”

#cleon #resident evil #my writing #ask and answer #revelations 2 #cleon babies #Cleon fic

[thediktatortot]

Hear me out now.

Billy's always worn his personalities like his clothing, categorized by activity and people.

There's quiet and agreeable Billy, that wardrobe is reserved for Teachers, Cops and Niel. CPS is part of that but Billy lumps them in with the Cops, never seeing one without the other in the Hargrove house.

Not that Billy's spoken to either of them since Niel married Susan and moved them out to Hawkins. Seems back woods folks don't really see anything too weird about the sounds of screaming and yelling coming from their neighbors house.

Then again, it had only really been Billy's mom calling them when they lived in California. No neighbors called there either.

There's snarky and laid back Billy, the wardrobe he wears when friends are around, unable to open himself up completely enough to be 100% genuine with them, but comfortable enough that he can let some of his guard down.

He likes these people, his friends, not necessarily in a positive way but he enjoys their stupidity and loyalty to him after such a short amount of time.

These hicks cling to anything shiny and new the moment they see it.

Then there's pissed off and manic Billy, the wardrobe he dons when someone gets in his face, in his space. He doesn't appreciate people invading his space no matter the circumstances, having to dodge girls advances and shrugging off dainty hands all day leaving him irritable and bitchy by the time he gets home.

Billy knows he can't stay home when he's like that, in a bad mood. Niel picks up on Billy's bad moods like a blood hound on a fox, purposefully utilizing Billy's anger and short temper as a way to hammer in the fact that Billy had no control in this house.

Not even over his own emotions.

There's more personalities, dopey and sweet Billy who gets girls in bed and sweet talks teachers into higher grades for missed homework. Or, fiery and confident Billy who used to strut around the beaches in California, showing off his assets and lifting friends up onto his shoulders as they drink around a bonfire on the beach.

That Billy doesn't really show up anymore, snarky and laid back Billy taking over that spot for now.

So it's no surprise to Billy when he finds out he enjoys the concept of acting...or play pretend. It's easy to get eyes on you this way, everyone watching you put on a show and Billy's always loved putting on a show.

It's safer that way usually.

The only problem is that acting and theater were really nerdy, like, socially crippling nerdy, but Billy didn't have a choice. Billy has Theater class as his elective for the year and there was no other options. All the other classes were full and he ended up here.

In theater class.

"Okay class, today we are going to start off by partnering up with another student and going through the basic warm up techniques of theater.

Billy's eyes rolled back as he closed them, rubbing the bridge of his nose as his cheeks darkened at the thought of sitting here and doing god knows what. Students shuffle around Billy as he bemoans his situation, only looking up when things go a bit quiet and he realizes he was missing the pair ups.

"Guess it's just you and me." A playful voice asks. "Eddie Munson."

Billy's gaze shifts to the other boy, taking in the view of this 'Eddie Munson'. He looks...vaguely cool, in a biker magazine kind of way, but the hair screams medal-head or at least a stoner adding a grungy texture to his appearance.

Maybe this wouldn't be too torturous after all.

A small smirk pulls at the corner of Billy's lip as he flicks his eyes up and down Eddie's torso, settling back on Eddie's eyes. "Billy Hargrove."

Eddie's face flushes a bit which peaks Billy's interest but he shoves it aside.

"Hargrove, yea I've heard of you." Eddie says with a grimace, he smiles a few seconds later, "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt though, I do for all bully jocks at least once in this school. I'm very generous that way."

God, okay maybe not as enjoyable as Billy had first thought but it's not too bad, guy is just genuinely into the whole extravagance thing he's got going on. Billy had met a few metal heads in the past but none of them were as nerdy as this guy.

"How generous." Billy muttered before turning back to his desk, sighing as the teacher set a pamphlet down in front of him.

"Alright class. I want you to read over those pamphlets and then practice the warm ups with your partner."

"Can I just die instead." Billy sighed as the class erupted into introductions and welcome backs. He slumps back in his chair with a sigh, an irritated expression crossing his face.

Eddie laughs at Billy's dramatics, finding it ironic that Billy doesn't want to be here yet seemingly just fine being a drama queen. "So. Afraid to play a little pretend?"

Billy shoots Eddie a glare and sighs heavily, tapping his finger on the desk and his toe on the ground.

"Look, how about I do all the warm ups and you just watch? I'll even lie for you and say you did yours too." Eddie smiled with an expectant look, so casually extending help Billy's way.

Billy glares at Eddie for a few moments, not sure if he should accept the kindness now and nip the hope of friendship he sees in the other boy in the butt later or if he should never extend that hope in the first place.

"...Alright. I guess that helps." Billy's cheeks go red as he sniffs and fidgets in his chair, getting his body turned to face Eddie at lest so he looked like he was paying attention.

So Eddie reads through the pamphlet with Billy at least before doing his warm ups that consist of a few semi-embarrassing noise practices for the throat and a few odd stretches. Overall not too bad, but still too early in Billy's assessment to know if it was more bad than good.

By the time class ended Billy was truly and utterly exhausted with having to not panic at every weird thing people did around him. Thought it eventually over time got easier and easier to not find everything around him horrendously embarrassing

The bells rings and Eddie looks up at Billy as he rises from his seat. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." He smiles watching Billy for a second before, "Oh! Do you want my phone number?"

Billy halts where he is, just having slung his backpack over his shoulder. "Uh...why?" Billy says a bit stupidly, genuinely confused.

"First ow- hurtful." Eddie laughs, "I'm just saying. If you smoke, you can always come join me."

Oh. Billy hasn't had weed in months, not since the big fight in California and that was weeks ago. "Oh- uh sure." Billy isn't going to squander that chance at some weed. Eddie writes his number down and hands it off to Billy who stuffs it in his jean pocket.

"...Thanks for uh- vouching for me or whatever." Billy mumbles not sure why he felt inclined to say anything in the first place before he turned away and stalked off.

#Mungrove #Theater Kid Eddie Munson #Billy Hargrove #Eddie Munson

[lvebug]

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favorite color(s): pink n yellow!! favorite flavor(s): sweet favorite music: noah kahan, bruce springsteen, U2, uhm uhm mika, idk my music taste changes a lot favorite movie(s): it is so so so hard to pick here is my movies tag (links to tumblr) favorite series: ted lasso, doctor who, star trek!! last song:real love baby the heavy heavy. this song has been playing everywhere recently last series: last show i finished was star trek strange new worlds & the most recent series i watched was doctor who last movie: hunger games mockingjay part 1 (in progress 😄) currently reading: stardust by niel gaiman currently watching: star trek discovery & nashville currently working on: editing a video for work and technically it just finished but i was working on my friend's film set over the weekend!!! oh and bleaching birdie's hair

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#LOVE IS AT THE CENTER OF IT ALL — dash games

[thorin-baby-bear]

Hello, I'm here to bother you again! If you could and feel comfortable with, could you maybe right some Cg! Mr. Keating and Little!DPS boys headcanons please? I just feel like all of those boys need to be able to relax once and a while and Mr. Keating would be over the moon to help his boys out and be even more thrilled that they all feel comfortable enough to be vulnerable and small around him. Anyways that's all, have a great day!💜💜💜

EEEE Absolutely!!! Also yes, give those boys a break please

Cg!Mr. Keating and Little!DPS Headcanons :3

General:

Keating loves these boys like they were his own

As such he makes sure they all have a place to go that they know will be safe if they can't regress in their own room or if their cg is away

This place ultimately ends up being his office, in which he keeps lots of little gear and sensory stuff (well hidden from the prying eye)

They don't trust him all at once (Todd and Cameron take the longest), but eventually they all spend many a Saturday playing in Mr. Keating's office while he does some paperwork

It's a cozy scene, and one they are all glad of after the long weeks of Hellton

Neil

Neil is, of course, the one who trusts Keating first

He's already something of a parental figure to Neil, so when Niel decides to open up about his regression, nothing really changes

He does treat him a bit gentler when regressed, less pushing and more gentle persuasion (this really goes for all the boys)

Neil LOVES it when Keating reads to him, so he makes sure to buy his favorite books whenever he can

Lots of Arthurian Fairytales and Adventure Stories

Keating will also play whatever role Neil needs him to play in the shows he puts on with his stuffies

(He usually ends up playing the "scary" villain or the wise old wizard)

Neil isn't very used to physical affection from a parental figure, so it takes a while for him to warm up to Keating's casual hair ruffles or back pats

The second Neil gets uncomfortable, Keating stops, but it can be difficult to tell at times

Neil is very good at hiding how he truly feels

Keating actually has an oddly hard time telling when he's regressed if he's not told

But the second Neil comes into his office upset, he is ready to accommodate whatever he needs

Pacifier? On it

Comforting words? A whole notebook full

Someone to sit and listen? He's always had a good ear

He ends up being just what Neil needs in the absence of his own father

Todd

Again, he takes the longest out of all the poets to trust Mr. Keating enough to regress around him

He and Cameron usually just sat off to the side, watching the others play enviously

It wasn't that Todd didn't want to play, but the idea of being that vulnerable in front of others made him want to puke

No matter how much he tried to hide his discomfort, Keating always seemed to know what he was feeling

He was very good at making sure Todd was still included even if he wasn't comfortable enough to regress around him

Offers to take care of the others usually disguised an excuse for Todd to play and have fun while still being comfortable

Eventually the two had a conversation about Todd's feelings on regressing in front of Keating and the other Poets (which is something Keating would never force him to do)

They came to the decision that Todd would start regressing in front of the others little by little, taking baby steps and pulling back whenever needed

Keating made sure he was comfortable and set up his ground rules with the others for playing with Todd

No teasing, roughhousing, or bullying of any kind was the gist of the rules

The others were very kind and gentle with Todd for the most part (Charlie had a couple mishaps)

Todd still stuck mostly to Neil, but Keating soon become one of the few others he would cling to if he needed reassurance or comfort

He very much acts like a little koala, and Keating is usually fine getting clung to unless he needs to chase down one of the other boys

Keating still tries to get Todd out of his comfort zone, but in a much gentler, slower way.

Charlie

Firstly

Keating and Charlie definitely have a more rough relationship at first

Charlie doesn't have much issue with regressing in front of Keating, but when Charlie's regressed?

He's the brattiest little of all the boys.

Keating knows how to handle it, but he gets a little burnt out after multiple days of Charlie's antics and has to remind himself not to snap

If he does snap, he's always sure to tell Charlie that no, he doesn't hate him, he just needs a calm moment to breathe

Charlie knows to leave him alone then, if only for a moment

The two go back and forth with play arguments quite often

Keating also helps Charlie get his energy out by playing lots of soccer, or even sometimes just chasing him around the room until one of them is too tired to go on

The two get on each others nerves, but at the end of the day Keating just wants to make sure that he is safe and happy

Knox

Keating helps Knox out a lot when he can't understand what the others are talking about

He's very good at putting it into simpler terms for the boy and making sure he doesn't get too lost in the conversation

The two sit down together often to work through any homework he doesn't understand and help make it simpler for him (projecting? me? never!)

Keating is also has no problem going to Knox's other teachers and berating them for bullying him in class

Knox is one of the littles who definitely needs help falling asleep, so the others usually find him napping on Keating's lap while he work out difficult problems or works on grading

Meeks

Keating loves to help Meeks with little expirements when the boy is regressed

Does he understand the science? No, but Meeks does and it makes him happy, so what does that matter?

Keating also lets the Meeks and Pitts use the tv in his room to watch sci-fi programs and historical documentaries whenever he can

Pitts

I don't have much to say about Pittsy

However

I do think that he has a surprising sweet tooth that Keating is more than happy to indulge

He gets Pitts sweets anytime he goes into town

Both Keating and Pitts love red licorice, so they have their own stash set apart from the other snacks

Cameron

Cameron is... difficult

he doesn't regress around the others often

(mainly because he thinks that they really hate him)

but whenever he does, he stays very quiet and tries not to get in the way of their games too much, even though he really does want to play

He is the only one of the Poets that Keating pushes a bit harder to play with the others while regressed, because he knows that the others don't hate him

Keating hates seeing any of his boys feeling left out so, much like with Todd, he always makes sure Cameron has at least one person to play with at all times

He actually usually puts Todd and Cameron together to play because of how shy they both are

Because of this, the two become better friends, and end up sticking together like glue most of the time they are regressed.

Anytime Keating sees the two of them stuck together, he smiles a bit because of how proud he is of them coming out of their shells

Hooo this was a doozy! Loved every second of writing it <3 <3 <3

#dead poets society agere #dead poets society #cg!mr. keating #little!charlie dalton #little!todd anderson #little!neil perry #little!steven meeks #little!knox overstreet #little!gerard pitts #little!richard cameron #agere #age regression #safe agere #fandom agere #agere hcs #long post

[new-revenant]

Phantasy Phest Day 3 - Urban Fantasy

Here is my concept art for my AU! That’s all you’re getting for today-jk you also get to listen to ideas under the cut because I have many of them :)

First Image

First things first, let’s talk about the art! Niel’s and Danny as Phantom designs are the first thing on here, and the only thing I’m considering just scraping is the jacket as a part of his main design. Also I had no idea what I was doing with Phantom’s hair but it’s fine. The only way for Phantom to show up(I don’t know how to word this)is for Danny to either be separated from Niel’s body or for him to be in control of it and transform into Phantom.

Next is Jazz being very suspicious of ‘Niel’ having green eyes. In the writing piece I made for day one she is a lot more accepting of it which was a choice made out of me rushing it. I would’ve loved to have Jazz being super suspicious, but whatever.

Finally there is a Sam and Tucker upper body drawing as I was figuring out how to draw them for this AU. Tucker is basically the exact same except he now has a vampire cape that Sam gave to him. Also Tucker’s a vampire in this AU because I like this idea of him being a vampire, beings that are generally traditional and historically and more synonyms, with Tucker being Tucker. I also had the idea of him being a half-vampire, so that’s why I didn’t give him fangs. Definitely. Sam has quite a few changes to her design, I put a Star of David on her choker because she’s Jewish and it looks cool to me, that inside of her hair is dyed bright, neon green because that looks cool to me, her shirt has a melting ghost on it because that looks cool to me. Can you see a pattern here.

Second Image

Just little doodles/chibi-ish full body drawings of regular Danny and some MWofM versions of characters. That being Niel, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. Also, the design of Jazz and Sam(mostly Jazz) was based/inspired by their beta designs.

Third and Final Image

Tucker with blood manipulation magic! I love vampires with blood manipulation magic, so I made Tucker have it. I’ve also changed his design slightly because I did. It looks like a pointy staff because yes.

Next to Tucker are two silhouettes of other characters that I didn’t have time to draw :’) so guess who they are if you want.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp art #dp fanart #danny phantom fanart #dp au #magic au #MirrorWorldOfMine AU #MWofM AU #niel fenton #jazz fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #danny phantom au #phantasyphest #phantasyphest2022 #revenant makes art #revenant rambles

[radellama]

the fun section of the writer's ask game

21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write?

MY OCS ATM. AND THE VERSIONS OF EVERYONE FOR MY STAR TREK AU. I put a lot of effort into them and making them feel real and understandable within their story!

Harland is super fun to write cause it's a chance to explore a world and characters I love while being respectful of the canon of the game, but seeing what aspects I can go further into with Harland. And all the snippets of Abe and Orc I've started writing is just AUGHHH THEY'RE COMING ALIVE!!!!

22. Who is/are your favourite pairing(s) to write?

Magland... Abe and Orc...... There's some I want to write, like Leon x Ada or Hylink (again.... Sigh....) that I think I'll have fun with. I just like writing pairings that have interesting dynamics or bounce off each other in silly ways

23. Favourite author

Ahhh man. It's hard to say cause I feel like I haven't read anything consistently enough lately to say for sure. I can say when I was younger I really loved CS Lewis and as a teen I really enjoyed what little I'd read by Niel Shusterman, and maybe throw in Adachitoka for good measure

24. Favourite genre to write and read

SCI-FI / THRILLER ALL THE WAYYYYY BABBBEEEYYY

I like other stuff like fantasy and drama and whatever too ofc but like. NOTHING QUITE SCRATCHES THE ITCH LIKE THESE TWO, ESP IF THEY'RE A PAIR.

Sci-fi is soooo broad and fun, it's interesting when it's low concept or high concept and I like that it's so easy to inject philosophical dilemmas into the bones of the story and leave you thinking, and I like how interesting it is when you can draw parallels to current life (it's especially interesting seeing retro future sorta stories, both the fun aesthetics of 90s shit but also just seeing what people thought the scientific advances could be the further back you go, and seeing things that used to be sci-fi become just sci)

AND THRILLERRRRS.... I find them more interesting and scary than horror, though I've often been mistaken for a horror head even tho I feel like I don't watch horror that much... (Unless it's overlapped with thriller I guess lol) Idk I just find that the kind of stories you can tell when you drag out the tension and let the scares settle in to the atmosphere instead of demanding attention front and centre affect me more. I like when there's some kind of conspiracy or danger to work around and it gets more horrific with worse implications the further you claw into it. I want the fear to linger in my mind instead of only speaking to my body (think like how a jump scare isn't really scary other than startling you, vs something that actually unnerves you and gets worse the more you think about it)

I guess all that to say. I like thinking about things and want the story to haunt me with everything it's got. I want to still be thinking about it years later cause there was something in there that lingered....

25. Favourite part of writing

Already answered here

26. Favourite writing program

Libre, I guess? There's certain things I miss from Microsoft word/google docs but fuck them LMAO 🖕🖕🖕 I just wanna be able to write easily and have basic formatting options, ya feel. Libre does the job so I use libre

27. Favourite line/scene

Of my own writing?? I feel like I haven't written them all yet..

Here's a Wip of a scene I really love from much later in harlands story that I really love:

"Well aren't you just a bundle of contradiction." Flea mused.

"Pardon?" Harland asked.

Flea sauntered up to Harland, circling around him as he spoke.

"A friend to both sides of the war." He swatted Harlands hair from his shoulder, watching it fall as he avoided eye contact. "A pacifist whose work has made weapons."

Harland opened his mouth to defend himself, but flea dragged his finger across his chest. Harland couldn't help but get distracted as the general's nail tugged at his collar.

"I don't make weapons." He said, unable to hide the slight waver in his voice.

Flea pouted at him condescendingly. "You may not make them, but would they exist without you?"

Harland clenched his jaw.

"Even when you fight-"

"I don't fight." Harland interrupted.

"EVEN WHEN YOU FIGHT," Flea continued, "you are offensively defensive."

Flea smiled, enjoying Harland struggling to keep himself composed. He stood in front of him, tracing his jawline. "What a contradictory mess of a man…”

28. Favourite side character

Ummmm. Every single one. Idk. Too hard to pick from media but I can tell you that I really like the kitty cat baker lady, shy cow girl and orc's sister from Abe and Orc. And obviously, my most favourite side character from their story is the Penis Wizard

29. Favourite villain

MAGUS BABBBEEEYYY!!!!!!!!!! ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!!!!!! IHYRYGJPOGJOJGLVJB I NEED TO WRITE STUFF ABOUT HOW INTERESTING HE IS SOMEDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

30. Favourite idea you haven’t started on yet

Oh man there's so much. I will say it's my screenplay, Misled Millionaire, that was an integral part to making me wanna study film. I've planned so much without it feeling ready and I knew I needed to learn more to do the idea justice, and I still have hand written notes from 2019 that I kept, and even found the original quick note I wrote in my phone all the way back when I just had it as a silly little idea:

Reclusive millionaire searching for new life purpose, unlikely friendship with a fake psychic.

The story has changed quite a bit, but the gist of it is that a younger entrepreneur type is feeling lost and lacking despite ticking off so many boxes that should mean he's successful and happy. While he tries to find himself, he grows dependant on his new friendship with a little old lady who gives him fortunes, until one day he can't find her when he really needs her. When I've made progress on other stories, I'll write the screenplay and hopefully direct it myself! So no stealing my ideas!!

Send me some writing asks

#rads asks #chemical brew #hehhehe thank youuuuu

[lynxindisguise]

Hi hello um I would like to jump off of Zo's ask and bully you for some more Sirius/Fudge for the cursed ship game thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanks <3

Hello hi lovely to make your acquaintance, even under such deeply unhinged circumstances <333

Right okay, I will now give you the new "lie low at lupin's" equivalent for your OTP corndog: "inspection of azkaban"

Twelve years. Prisoners die in that time. Or they go mad. Forget who they are. So you can imagine Cornelius's surprise when he walks by that cell, (the cell he's already decided he won't look inside because while he may be strong enough to make difficult choices, he isn't strong enough to face them), and hears:

"Niels?"

The voice is raspy, hollow—completely unrecognisable from the rich music of his memory. Even so, he's not even remotely strong enough to resist its tug.

He turns, bracing himself for the sight. It doesn't matter. He knows what he'll see, but nothing can prepare him to actually see it. Flesh stretched tightly across the the bones of his former lover's beautiful face. His hair—Merlin, that glorious hair—now thinning and matted.

But there's recognition in his eyes, accompanied by that same clever spark and something new. A darkness—not the sort of darkness the rest of the world believes he possesses, mind, but a darkness all the same.

Then, something so quintessentially Sirius that it wrings a pang from his cold, numb chest: boredom. "Are you done with that?" Sirius asks, indicating the newspaper in his hands. “I've missed doing the crossword."

Cursed Ship Masterlist

#ugh why does this work #i hate it #corndog #inspection at azkaban #cursed ship game #ask the lynx #imp tag

[victoria-writes]

Pls ur are like the only person who writes for all saints street I’m begging for more

Ask and you shall receive! Sorry this took so long. It was sitting in my drafts for forever

Bad First Impression, Lynn Angel x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Word Count: 1,706 Summary: Your first time meeting Lynn doesn’t go very smoothly.  

Read it on AO3 too

When you first met him, you thought he had a stick up his ass. 

You had been friends with Niel and Ira for a while. You’d met online while playing a video game together. After a while, the three of you started hanging out irl. Turns out you had a lot in common with them. You loved animals like Nini and would visit the shop he worked at. You’d play video games with them online. You even guest starred in one of Ira’s streams. Soon enough, the three of you were attached at the hip. One day, as the three of you wandered between shops, an idea came to mind.

“You should come over to our flat sometime”, said Ira in between slurps of his blood boba.

“Sure! I’d love to.” 

The next time the three of you met, you did exactly that. 

“Wooow your apartment’s so big!”

“Let us give you the grand tour”, said Nini excitedly.

First stop was Nini’s room. With a nostalgic smile on his face and his hands on his hips, Ira told you about how he gave it a “hell makeover” for him when he first moved in. Nini’s face scrunches up at the memory. 

After that, the three of you go room by room. You meet Damao and Abu. They both introduce themselves and chat with you for a bit, just basic small talk. The three of you head downstairs to the living room afterwards. It was video game time. You spend a few hours playing game after game, mario kart, street fighter, you name it. Time flew and it had been hours. You hadn’t even realized it was so late until the front door opened. 

Low and behold, there he was. Blonde hair, big white wings, sweatervest, suitcase in hand, and a scrunched up face. Niel and you both turned to face him while Ira kept his eyes on the TV screen, both of his feet propped up on the coffee table. 

“Oh, hi Mr. Lynn. Y/N this is Mr. Lynn. He’s our roommate and superintendent”, Niel said.

“Nice to meet you-”

“No guests after midnight. You should leave. Ira, take your feet off of the coffee table.”, Lynn said coldly, cutting you off before you could finish greeting him. 

“This place is a mess”, he mutters under his breath, loud enough for the three of you to hear. 

Ira slowly took his feet off of the table with a wide-eyed look.

“Is it already that late? Sorry, Mr. Lynn!”, Niel sheepishly replied. “Oh, I didn’t know that was a rule”, you said.

“It is. Please clean up the mess you made and leave”, Lynn’s stern voice hits your ears. He walks into his room and closed the door before you could say anything else.

“Sorry about that, Y/N. Mr. Lynn can be pretty strict about the flat rules”.

“Yeah, he’s not the nicest person when we break them”, Ira says as he puts his feet back up on the coffee table, but not before sparing a glance towards Lynn’s room. 

“It’s fine. It’s late and I should get going anyway. Thanks for inviting me over”, you say as you gather your things and clean up the bags of snacks scattered all over the table. You couldn’t deny you were a bit annoyed by the way Lynn had told you to leave so rudely. Niel grabs the the empty drink containers and throws them into the trash can.

“Sorry for keeping you so late. You’re welcome over any time”, Niel says nervously as he walks you to the front door.

“Yeah, mate, come over soon so I can kick your ass in smash bros again”, Ira gives a lazy wave from his spot on the couch.

You say your goodbyes and head home.

You felt awkward coming over again after that encounter. Niel and Ira told you that Lynn was usually busy and out of the apartment, but still. Niel insisted that Lynn really wasn’t that bad and that you should give him a chance. The next few times you hang out with Niel and Ira it’s at your apartment or places around town. Discord chats consisting of

“Hey, Y/N, wanna come over and play smash?” “I was actually gonna do some shopping downtown. Wanna join me?” “Sure”

“Yeah”

And 

“VR at our place??” “Sure, but how about we grab a bite to eat first?”.

Those “quick bite to eat”s would turn into chatting in a ramen shop for hours until it was too late to come over. You didn’t always do it on purpose! You swore it was a coincidence, but a part of you was glad. 

Eventually, your excuses would run out, like today.

“Y/N!! Come over and have dinner with us! We’re having hot pot :3”

You read the text chat and mull it over for a minute. Damn you, love of hot pot! You folded, like a chair. 

“Sure what time” Niel gives you the details and you come over. You’re not even halfway through the front door when the smell hits you. It’s heavenly. Maybe because Lynn threw in some special angel seasoning. 

“Hey, guys! Woah, food smells great”.

“Y/N! Thanks for coming!”, Niel smiles as he gives you a hug.

“Hey, Y/N. Glad you could make it”, Ira gives you a side hug once Niel’s done with his.

You take off your shoes and follow them into the dining room. The table is covered with plates of food with a huge hot pot in the center. The characters around the table are just as colorful, with some you haven’t met yet. You greet Abu and Damao. 

“You must be Y/N! Nice to meet you! I’m Lily. I like your outfit!”, a young blonde-haired angel enthusiastically shakes your hand. 

“Nice to meet you too. Thank you”, you reply nervously, not having expected the compliment. 

“Lily is my sister. It occurred to me that I never properly introduced myself. I apologize. I’m Lynn. It’s nice to meet you.”, Lynn awkwardly sticks out his hand for you to shake. It seems like he felt a bit guilty for scolding you last time. 

“No worries. It’s nice to meet you too”, you say with a smile as you shake his hand. 

It’s not exactly an apology, but hey, you’ll take what you can get. You did still break the rules after all (even thought you didn’t know about them beforehand). He seems to relax at this and cracks a small smile. That is, until he hears a familiar voice.

“Oh my god. Where have they been hiding you?”, a thick Australian accent hits your ears, but the voice is too deep to be Niel’s. An arm slings around your shoulder. Looking up, you see a demon with dark hair and red horns smiling at you.

“You’re gorgeous. My name’s Nick, but you can call me any time”, he says with a wink.

“Oh, uh, hi”.

“Nick, you weren’t invited. What are you doing here?”, Lynn calls out irritated. 

“Lynn! I’m offended!” “Then you should leave”

“I’ll forgive you if the apology is food”

“You’re not having dinner with us. I only made enough for- hey!” Nick pulls Lynn into a tight side hug, “Don’t worry about cooking more for me. I’ll survive”.

Lynn is getting more irriated by the second as Nick squishes him. 

“Go away, Nick”, Niel chimes in.

You look at him surprised. You’ve never seen Neil so annoyed before. He has such a gloomy aura about him…scary.

Nick gasps dramatically, “Et tu, Neil? So much for family love!”.

“You guys are family?”, you question.

“No”, Neil instantly replies. 

“Neil hasn’t told you about me? I’m his older brother.”, Nick ignores his comment. 

“Half-brother”, you hear Neil mutter. 

“I’m a very loving and nurturing figure in his life. I’m a provider. I provide.”, he smiles at you. The message is clear, “I can provide FOR YOU. You can swoon now.”. You’ve clearly bewitched him with your awkward, slouched figure. That or he’s a playboy. You’ll go with option B. 

“Oh, that’s very… nice of you”, you say slowly.

“Except he’s lying”, Neil spits out hatefully as he crosses his arms.  “We should grab another chair for Nick!”, Lily’s cheery voice cuts through the tension, like a butter knife. 

 Before anyone can stop him, Damao goes into the living room and returns with a chair that doesn’t match any of the others at the table. Whether he was as naive as Lily or if he just wanted the arguing to be over is anyone’s guess. 

Everyone takes a seat. Lynn, Lily, and Neil sit next to each other on one side of the table. Neil looks ecstatic about sitting next to Lily but Lynn looks like he wants to decapitate him. It doesn’t help that across from him is Nick. Who, of course, chose to sit next to you. Damao also sits next to you. Abu and Ira sit at either end of the table. Lynn tosses some meat and vegetables to cook into the hot pot. Lily starts chatting happily about school and others start to chime into the conversation. 

“How about you?”, Lily asks her older brother. 

“Good. My professor said that my thesis has a good foundation but needs more research”, Lynn responds.

“Are you a grad student, Lynn?”, you question.

“Yes, I’m getting my phD in anthropology”.

“That’s great! I’m considering going to grad school too. What do you think of it so far?” “It’s hard work, but rewarding. This isn’t my first time attending a grad school.” “Oh?” “Yes, I have 107 phDs”

“What! 107? That’s insane! That’s so cool!”, you praise him.

His cheeks turn red at the compliment, “Ah, it’s really no big deal”.

“No big deal? One phD is crazy hard, but 107! That’s a huge deal”, you continue.

He’s cracked a rather large smile and is blushing harder than he has in years. Hearing you praise him makes him happy. It doesn’t help that he thinks you’re attractive, not that he would admit that. 

“Would you like more broth, Y/N?”, he offers.

“Yes, please”, you hand him your bowl. 

Maybe the two of you can get along after all. 

#lynn angel x reader #lynn angel / reader #lynn angel x Y/N #all saints street x reader #all saints street / reader #all saints street x Y/N #lynn angel #neil bowman #ira blood #damao #all saints street #nick hoult #abu #lily angel #wan sheng jie

[sharpth1ng]

So, I have more songs but instea of a specific artist its just all over the place! (My music taste is everywhere on the fucking spectrum) Im kinda just going based off of like personality/vibe maybe??? Or just ref or reminder

Billy -

King for a day (Peirce of the veil), Choke (I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME), New magic wand (Tyler the creator), Monster (lady gaga)

Stu -

Captain save a hoe (Shotgun willy), Two trucks (Lemon demon), hey-hey rich boy (millionaires), Glitter (Tyler the creator) Partners and crime (i forgot the artist name), Sexbomb (Tom Jones), Hug me (despicable me i think)

Sidney -

Just for me (pinkpantherss) Glory box (portishead), Pain (Pinkpantherss), Not allowed (Tv girl), Blue hair (TV girl)

Mickey -

Wild child (WASP), Bad word (panicland), Wonderin' why (Aer), Cha Cha (Freddie Dredd), Teenage dirtbag(Wheatus) Pit of vipers (Simon curtis i think-)

Derek -

Starboy (The weekend), I want to be your boyfriend (hot freaks) The boy is mine (Brandy, Monica), Pork soda (glass animals), Buzzin' (Shwayze), Loverboy (A-Wall), Guys don't like me (It boys)

Thats what I have for now

Sorry this is a few days late, I forgot this in drafts!! Thank you for the music recs though! I don't know them all so I'll have to check out the new ones

Billy

I love choke! thats a great song for him

New Magic Wand is great, and I'm adding IFHY also by Tyler

Stu

Two trucks omg he would. But also Lemon Demon is so wild and fun, I love Niel Cicierga

Yessss glitter for Stu! Honestly the whole flower boy album for Stu, Garden Shed is another one from that album, but I think Yonkers from Goblin works for him too. I think Stu would love Tyler the creator, like he's a bisexual horror core artist with the wildest energy

Partners in crime by the strokes or by set it off & Ash costello? Both prob work

Sexbomb 10000%

Also Do ya think im sexy by rod stewart lmao

Sidney

Yes to the pinkpantherss song, thats so cute

and yes to the tvgirl stuff! For sure a Sid vibe

And I think she would def be into portishead, this is one of the places her and Billy's music taste overlaps (I actually hc this as something they had in common at all in their earlier relationship, like they're both listening to radiohead too )

Mickey

the fucking Freddie Dredd song for sure

I want to add Frontier Psychiatrist by the Avalanches

also the Tyler the Creator Pillow Talk remix

Derek

Awww the hot freaks song! Because of this suggestion specifically I wanna say I think he also listens to Vampire Weekend and the Drums

Pork Soda too! He's totally a Glass Animals dude, him and Mickey would listen to Zaba together

Buzzin too, 100% I totally forgot about this song, but yeah Derek def listens to like, cali chill music

#music recs #ask

[as-i-watch]

Allow me to scream about The Sandman please

I only watched the first episode so far (i've been waiting for over a year for this show im gonna savour it) and, as big big fan of the source material, i already have to scream about it, so you are welcome to read

So, i only watched the first tailer and saw some few promo pictured but thats it, and i already noticed some really strong point for this show (imo)

Dream: Ok first i have to congrtulate the director, the casting deparment, the actors and Niel Gaiman bc all charecters where amazing so far, but specially Tom Sturridge as Dream. He carries himself like Dream, i love his voice, i love his hair, i lit love love love this Dream. He is the edgy dramatic pathetic man i wanted to see. And oh god i do hope Death hits him in the head with a baggete later on

The visuals and aesthetic: everything looks amazing and its so curated, the attention to detail is mindblowing to me. CGI spaces like the Dreaming, the gates of horn and ivory, the palace, its all so breathtsking and the cgi of animals and stuff look good so far. But onlynthe cgi stuff looks great, every room, the wardrobe, Dream's objects, the glass jail...if i were Niel Gaiman i would've cried the first time i saw Dream's helm. Its probably the most perfect looking thing so far. ALSO everytime his eyes got shinny i went apeshit, 10/10.

The frames: related to the point above, the camera angles and frames used replicate almost exactly the most iconic comic pannels, and boy are they well made. Really, kudos

Its an adaptation and not a copy: i know so far i thrown roses at it for being exactly like the comic, but really they knew what changes to make and how to help the story move along and form a 10 episodes season out of different plots in different volumes. For example, the Corinthian is not introduced until later and i like he was there already (also his desing is also perfect and i was worried about the eye-teeth thing, how it would look). I also also really like they gave Alex more importance and i fucking loved that Paul broke the circle in purpose. I also really liked they introduced Jessamy and stablished the importance of the ravens early on while helping the development of Alex's chatecter. Another thing, the casting women and poc actors for more chatecters. Good.

Im slighty dissapointed they didnt gave him his iconic silly flame coat when he broke free but we cant win them all 😔

#the sandman #i go apeshit about a blorbo

[k0na-core]

Alec's Visit (2)- Ninjago OC

Everyone were at the table, already done with food and, as a treat, got to drink some wine. Kai and Alec were sitting in front of each other, Jay being beside Alec and sitting across from Niel. Nya and Lloyd were across of Cole, playfully chatting while the Master of Earth was busy consuming more of Zane's cooking. Master Wu was in the far corner of the table, peacefully drinking his hot tea and relaxing amongst the ruckuss. Jay had his eyes on Alec as he asked him, "So where were you while Niel joined the team?" Alec leaned back in his seat before finishing his wine in one gulp. He hunched over the table and held himself up with his elbow, "Well, I'm currently studying for a master's degree on Ninjago History and for that, I have to travel a lot. This year was about Shintaro. I had to trek up the mountain and stay there for my research paper," Cole turned his head towards Alec when he heard Shintaro being mentioned, "Hey! I'm actually friends with Princess Vania. You could've called me instead of putting yourself in danger with those bat monsters," Alec smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I would've asked if I had known Niel was a part of the team." Alec sighed as he felt this sinking feeling in his stomach. The chattering of the others muffled as the feeling grew stronger. He almost felt bad about not being for Niel while he was under control of the Crystal King, not being there for his training, not being there treating his wounds after battles. He snapped back to reality when Zane came by with more wine. Kai and Niel cheered like crazy getting their hands on my alcohol. Alec drank some more and shrugged off the feeling and enjoyed his night.

/////

"And then he did what!?" Jay jumped up in excitement, hearing more about Alec's story, "He jumped in for it. Head first!" Kai scoffed out and ruffling up Niel's hair in mockery, "Hah! You value that figure more than your dignity?" Niel removed his hand and seldomly explained himself, "It wasn't just a figurine, it was my wife! I loved that Hatsune Miku figurine than my own Yin!" Alec had a forced frown and puppy eyes on his face finding out about his position in Niel's heart, "You wouldn't save me if I was hurled into a dumpster?" The cyan ninja smirked, "No, because I'd be the one who threw you in the first place." Jay giggled at his diss before leaning in closer to Alec, "C'mon, hit him back! Take revenge! Any more embarrassing stories we should know about?" Alec searched his chin before his eyes lit and he had an evil smile on his face, "I'm gonna tell you about the time I made Niel do the chicken dance in public," Niel dunked his head straight on to the table and crossed his arms to cover his face in shame before screaming into his arms, "First Spinjitsu Master, please kill me already!" Alec gulped some more of his wine before telling his story, "So, we were at this chicken fast food place and Niel wanted me to pay the food but he had to do something for me in a return. I told him to do the chicken dance on the table for everyone to see or else, he'd have to buy two more meals." Kai was already giggling, imagining Niel in a chicken costume, "And so he did just that, making chicken noises in the process. I even have a video!" Alec took out his phone before parading this embarrassing tape of Niel on the table, dancing while people watched. Kai laughed so hard he punched the table and almost fell backwards while Jay was barely able to hold himself together.

After a few minutes, Zane and Wu announced that it was bed time and everyone needs to get to bed. Kai and Niel stayed behind with Zane to help clean up while everyone else left. The two of them joked around while putting away plates when Kai brought up a hang out plan, "Hey, what about having dinner tomorrow at that fancy steak place? You know, by that arcade?" Niel hummed and shrugged, "Sounds cool! I haven't had a nice dinner in a while!" Alec was standing by the kitchen, behind a wall and heard Kai trying to invite his Yang to a "hangout" and he couldn't believe Niel would accept the invite. He left quickly as he heard the two step closer to where he was. Alec ran off to their room and closed the sliding door. The feeling in his stomach made him feel so heavy, the feeling of guilt was choking him. The sliding door opened behind him as Neil entered their room and greeted Alec who was getting changed to his pajamas. He stayed silent before looking back and smiling at him. Neil walked over and hugged him from behind, "It's been awhile. I've actually missed you so much," Alec sighed as he felt comfort in the hug. He turned around and returned the love with a tighter hug. The two just stayed there before they pulled apart slightly and just stared at each other, their faces getting closer for a kiss when they were startled by Cole in the doorway, "Hey, Niel! You left your--" he stopped midway into his words and immediately closed his eyes and turned around to leave, apologizing loudly as he zipped off and disappeared into his own room. The two just laughed at his antics before Niel seperated to change himself. Moments later, the two were huddled against each other and relaxing and wouldn't realize that they had already fallen asleep.

/////

"Niel! Wake up!" Niel was woken up by Nya shaking his shoulders. He rubbed his eyes before sitting up and stretching and realized that Nya was in her gi. Niel quickly and quietly dressed up in his gi and ran off. The two ninja walked down to the secret base and greeted the others who were in front of the monitor. Zane waved at them as Niel asked out, "What's going on?" Lloyd held his eyes on the monitor and explained the situation, "There is this gang of thugs who're breaking into the bank. This has been happening for the fifth time this week so now we're taking charge and investigating the vaults." He turned around and pointed at Kai, "Kai, can you uhh..." He looked over to everyone else to pair him up with the fire ninja before deciding, "Niel and Jay take care of the thugs?" Kai nodded before wrapping his arms over Jay and Niel's shoulders. "Zane and Nya, investigate the other vaults for more activities. Cole and I can patrol outside the building to look for where they came from." Everyone had their hands in a circle before cheering together, "Ninja... GO!"

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Alec woke up to see the side of the bed where Niel would be was empty. He sighed as he sat up to try and look for him. Alec was about to step on the floor before he noticed something on the bedside table. A note: "Hey, GingerAle. I'm off on a mission, a break-in at the bank ;) I'll spare you the details in the morning. Sleep tight! ♡" Alec almost growled in frustration before plopping back down on his bed and trying his best to fall back asleep. The silence didn't help and instead, he started talking to himself in his head. That pit in his stomach came back. The heavy feeling of guilt became unbearable. The thoughts were clouding his mind and he just needed some fresh air but opening the window didn't suffice. He sat up and stared at the wall before getting himself on the floor to get a drink. He just walked through the dark hallways until he come across to a place with any sort of light. Soon enough, he found himself at the porch of the monastery under the shining bright moonlight. He huffed out, his warm breath turning to fog in the cold air. Alec sat himself down at the stairs as he just thought in silence. He stayed there for half an hour, completely alone before he heard footsteps behind him. He slowly turned around to see Master Wu walking towards him, teapot and two cups in hand. Wu settled them down beside him and greeted him, "Hello, Alec." Alec smiled at him before replying, "Hello, Sensei." Wu just stood by him as he stared at the moon before his poke again, "Why are you here so late?" Alec sighed, "I was... A lot of things were in my mind so I just need some fresh air," Sensei Wu hummed as he sat down next to him with his legs crossed. He poured him some tea before offering a cup to Alec, "Tea?" The boy smiled as he nodded and grabbed the cup in hand, Sensei Wu pouring some for him, "Thank you, Sensei..."

Alec sat with Master Wu for a while before Wu asked out, "You look upset. Are you alright?" Alec looked at him, trying to force a smile before seeing Master Wu's concerned face. Alec sighed before placing his face in his hands, "I... Want to become a ninja." Master Wu tilted his head, "Hmm, why?" Alec stuttered out his words before huffing again and letting heart speak, "I-I... I was never there for him. I was away from him for so long that now he's choosing Kai over me. He looks just like me, acts like and dresses up like me. He was there for him to treat his wounds, to comfort him while he was sad, to have fun with him while he was bored," he paused, taking a deep breath, "Maybe, just maybe, if I became a ninja like him, I could always be there for him. I would be there to protect him, take care of his wounds a-and..." He felt his face go hot before he felt tears coming out his eyes. He breathed out a shaky breath before wiping his tears away and drinking more of the tea. Master Wu placed his hand on his back to comfort before speaking out, "You have a good heart, strong-willed and protective. Niel sees something inside of you to want to wait for you. You had been gone but you were still in his heart, he deeply cares for you and you do aswell," Alec looked down, listening to the wisdom of the old master, "You may choose to be a ninja, you may want to go through the rigorous training, maintaining and responsibilities of a ninja but that may not be the answer to resolve your problems but the only thing that will help you, is enjoy the current time you have with him to catch up with what you missed and build upon today for the future." Alec picked up his tea again and finished it in a single gulp. Wu removed his hand before pouring him another cup, "But, if you wish to become a ninja, you may not be ready in your current situation. Maybe, one day, you will become a great warrior." Alec looked up to him, "But will you be here?" Master Wu chuckled before standing up, "Most likely not. But, the person most significant to you, may be your best teacher. As iron sharpens iron, brother sharpens brother." Alec mumbled out, "Lover sharpens lover." Master Wu smiled before saying, "You are learning quickly. You will be a great ninja." And with that, he left into the darkness. Alec walked back to his room, the words of wisdom lifted the heavy feeling from his shoulders. Alec was confident on what he wanted to do next and he went to bed, feeling relaxed and grateful for his words.

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[nervosims]

Niels aged up! And he has blond hair, just like his dad!

Nervous has such a soft spot for the kid. I think 'cause Niels lost his dad at such a young age, that he feels some sort of empathy towards him. He's sure Vidcund would be pouring lots of love on the little guy right about now.

CURIOUS: week two

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