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It's Wednesday? Ooh!
It's time!
WIP Wednesday!
It's a short one, as it came with a small burst of creativity and energy last night. And thank you to @atonalginger for the laughs and ideas!
Bonus: I finally made a new OC! Her name is Penelope (yes, because of Odysseus wife), the pronouns are she/her, and she's Charlie's little sister.
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“My darling Penelope…” Delgado says, pulling his lover closer to his side, and giving her a kiss.
“Del, what are you doing?” Penny giggles at the care. He's so different when they're alone, and she revels in the attention he has only for her.
“Caring for my lady, as usual.” He offers her a chocolate lab, that Penny takes a generous bite off.
She couldn't be more entranced and in love.
Del gently tucks her black hair behind her ear, pulling her for a proper passionate kiss, when the shooting starts outside his door.
He barely has the time to stop and turn when the door opens and a looming figure stands at the passage.
“Penelope, that's the last straw.” They say, stepping in.
The bright pink hair is unknown, but there's something about their eyes as they look at Penny, something tired, above all.
“But Charlie…” Penny tries to argue, only to be held by the arm and pulled away. She can hold on to the bedsheets and wrap it around her body before getting out, thankfully.
“No buts, Penny.” Charlie drags her through the Key, towards their ship. “I told you a million times already, do not get involved with those pirates.”
“You only care because your husband has a big name, Charlie.” Penny argues and digs her heels on the floor. She knows that her sibling cares about her safety, but the way they do it is borderline extreme.
“Penny, I swear to… whatever there is out there.” Charlie tugs at her again.
“That's it.” Delgado appears, behind them, and grabs Penny by the waist, safely away from her captor.
“Oh, don't you start, pirate boy.” Charlie mocks, pulling out their Deadeye. “Give me back my sister, and I'll let you live.” The gun goes straight to Del's face.
In this moment, Penny notices three things:
First, Del is barely dressed, probably due to rushing in after them.
Second, whatever pirates are within range to see them, are hidden wherever they can. In fear of Charlie or Del, she doesn't know
And finally, that they're near Jazz’s. Naeva and Jazz are sitting at Jazz’s table, watching with absolute focus and curiosity, while eating some… popcorn?
“And what if she wants to stay, huh?” Del questions Charlie, who in turn leans over the side to look down at Penny.
“My sister. My responsibility.” Charlie says, cocking their gun and maintaining eye contact with Penny. “You, to the ship. And you, Delgado, if I feel in the force that you're anywhere near Penny, I'll castrate you myself.”
Charlie grabs Penny one more time, and manages to toss her over their shoulder.
“Why, you brute!” Penny screeches, pounding at her siblings back. “I can walk by myself!”
“Penny, I will not tell you again to stay away from him.” Charlie sighs, stepping into their ship and locking the door, while telling Sam to undock.
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Specs headcanon (92sies)
Specs is one of the older Lower Manhattan newsies. His real name is Stuart Daniels, but everyone calls him Specs because of his glasses!
His backstory is an interesting one.
Specs grew up in a lower middle class family with his parents and twin sister Martha. And they were all happy together. He’s one of the few newsies that had a healthy relationship with their parents.
Both kids went to school until his dad lost his job, so they became newsies to support the family.
Then when they were thirteen, they moved into the lodging house after their parents’ deaths from typhus.
Specs got along with the older newsies, especially Butch, who was the leader at the time. But he didn’t like their treatment of the younger newsies, so he stood up for them!
He’s like one of the older guys, so therefore everyone else sees him as their cool older brother.
Specs also loves to make jokes, even if they’re not funny.
Martha finds his jokes stupid, but she laughs anyways.
Specs and Martha are the opposite of each other. He’s more easygoing. She’s more hotheaded. But they both get along well despite their differences!
His best friends are Dutchy, Skittery, and Bumlets!
(Sorry it took me so long to do so).
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DREAMLING PARENT TRAP AU
PART 5 (final)
"...Orpheus and I met up at camp and...we decided to switch places."
Robyn can feel the tremble of his Father's hand, where it continues to stroke the back of his hair. His cheeks are damp still with tears, his own, and his Father's, where he had simply showered Robyn's cheeks with a flurry of kisses as if he had not spent the whole week and a half in his presence, like he was finally meeting him for the first time.
Robyn supposes he was.
"I'm sorry for lying," Robyn sniffles. "It's just-I've never seen you and I've dreamt of meeting you my whole life and-and Orpheus felt the same way about Dad so. We just sort of...switched lives." He sniffles again, wiping his nose on what was technically Orpheus' jammies, but he's far too choked up to feel guilty about it. "I hope you're not mad cus I love you so much and I just...hope that one day you could love me as me and not as...Orpheus."
"Oh, sweet Robyn," Father whispers, pulling him back in for another comforting hug. Robyn feels another kiss, tucked into the crown of his hair. "I assure you that I have loved you your whole life."
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Impossible: Chapter 1
The snow was falling heavily when Dieyi stepped back onto the desolate bridge towards Liufang Pavilion.
Each crunch on the frozen ground seemed deafening as she strained to listen.
She glanced left and right, concentrating all the cultivation she had to detect anything unusual, watching for the slightest movement in the darkness.
But there was nothing.
Her short patrol of the immediate area had yielded no sign.
She reached the crest of the bridge, and saw the tight knot of soldiers on the other side, their frightened faces an unearthly red in the pavilion’s light. Thankfully, they hadn’t deserted. They were still standing exactly where she’d ordered them to. Only now they were nervously facing outwards, hands on the hilt of their swords, keeping a close formation.
But one guard stood apart from them, leaning casually at the end of the bridge. He turned as he heard steps, face transforming into a bright smile when he saw it was her, and waved a hand in greeting.
Damn fool, she grimaced, and did not wave back, but he was already on his way to her.
“Mistress Dieyi,” incredibly, he knelt in the hard snow before her, his head bowed. “We have secured all the children in the pavilion.”
“Xizhi.”
He looked up, as eager to please as ever.
He'd only been in her service for five days. Looking at the way he smiled at her, she wondered if he'd live long enough to grow too jaded to smile. Or too frightened to stay. Like all the other guards, who eventually made a choice between one or the other.
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