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moonstruckme · 23 days

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hi mae !! im currently in love with eddie, so i was wondering if you could write an eddie x fem!reader drabble, where they're in a long distance relationship and are finally getting to see each other in person again after a while of being apart? if isnt something youre interested in, i understand :))

Hi gorgeous, thank you for requesting!!

cw: mention of weed (Eddie deals but they're not smoking)

Eddie Munson x fem!reader ♡ 708 words

Eddie likes to think of himself as erring on the wild side, but you know he sticks to his routines the same as a crotchety old man. And even though he’s graduated from high school, he still deals to a few of the kids he knew when he was there. You’re lucky; you step into the woods behind the school right as the buyer is leaving, a scraggly kid whose head bobs as he walks and who looks at you like you might go tattle to his parents. You’re too excited to take offense.

Eddie’s still sitting at his picnic table, one leg hiked up on the bench like he’s thinking of climbing up, closing the clasps of the tin lunchbox he keeps his stash in. He doesn’t startle as you come up behind him, just turns with a half interested look in his eyes.

A laugh bubbles out of you when they widen comically.

“Hey,” you say, picking up your pace to cross the distance to him.

“Holy fuck.” Eddie nearly trips getting out of his seat. He leaves the lunchbox behind. “Jesus, what the fuck?”

“Glad to see you too,” you laugh, putting your arms around him.

And you know from experience that Eddie’s a fantastic hugger, but this one is a bit of a scramble. He’s rushed, greedy, hands starting at your sides and then wriggling their way across your back until he’s got you where he wants you. Pulled tight against him with his arms banded across the high and low points of your back, face pressed into your shoulder, your feet still touching the ground but just barely. The whole production makes your chest hurt, a gratifying ache.

“What are you doing here?” It sounds almost like an accusation, muffled affectionately into the material of your shirt.

You can’t stop giggling. Eddie’s hair tickles your nose. “Crazy thing,” you reply, “they actually let us have summers off.”

Eddie’s funny in that he almost never asks the right questions. The last time you’d seen him had been during winter break, and when you’d gone back to school and been calling every night, he only asked about your life there. Always what you were doing and how much fun you were having, infinitely sweet in his support of your college experience even if he couldn’t share in it, and in his curiosity he’d somehow forgotten to wonder when you might be coming home again.

“Okay, smartass.” He gives you a happy little squeeze. “How long do I get you for?”

“Until August.”

Eddie makes a delighted moaning sound that sets your giggles off all over again.

“Yes.” His tone evokes the feeling of a fist-pump without the follow-through of the actual motion, but his hands slip from around you. He grabs your face and kisses you hard. “Fuck yeah!”

You’re grinning massively as you meet him kiss for kiss, arms crawling up around his shoulders.

“Best. Surprise. Ever.” He holds you still for a series of quick pecks, deviating from your lips to kiss your cheek, your nose. “Shit, is it, like, super unromantic if I start taking your clothes off?”

“Kinda,” you say, though you don’t deny him when one of his hands slips down to paw at your ass. “We’re maybe fifty feet from a high school right now.”

“Mhm, mhm, but hear me out.” Eddie’s words are interspersed with little suctioning sounds, his lips planting themselves eagerly upon any bit of you they can find. “Back when we went here, that would have been the hottest thing, you know? We can even go under the bleachers if you want.”

You don’t open your eyes, but they’re rolling. “My ovaries are quaking.”

Eddie groans low in his throat and squeezes your ass teasingly. “So stubborn.”

“We can go back to your place,” you offer.

“No, no.” He sighs, heavy and dramatic. “We’d have to drive, and I’m not ready to be across a console from you yet.” Eddie backs you up until your backside hits the picnic table, helping you up and positioning himself between your legs. His arms wrap around you again, half makeout and half hug. “Let’s stay here for a while. Wouldn’t be able to focus on the road anyway.”

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carpedzem · 2 months

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under the cut i want to talk a little bit, maybe overshare as well. ill try to keep it short (rereading nat here. i didnt). its a sad post, might make some of you angry but not for the reasons you think

i was staying away on purpose, but a few people asked about me so i wanted to let you know that hey, im lurking, im waiting to see what happens. maybe some things will change in the future but im putting it out here so its all in one place

i think i want to start with saying thank you again for sticking around, supporting my art and my thoughts and having discussions with me. i really opened up about myself and what I created here. im very anxious person and it influences my life on every level, so being heard, seeing people laughing at my jokes, loving my art has been so so important to me

about the situation, the gogcident if you will, i logged out as soon as i saw things going down and been getting updates though different source. and while situation is still on going and i dont know where it will go, as how it ends, theres two or three things im firm on that will always be true for me:

i really hate how believe all victims turns into believe everyone who speaks first, no matter what they say, no matter context, no matter proof. the first statement made in this case was untrue in a lot of important details and while i dont think caitis feeling are wrong or invalid i think her first statement made this situation into something it isnt. i think every victim should be heard but attacking everyone who was accused right away is not a solution

i do believe that everyone who was accused of anything has every right to defend themselves. the way its constantly taken away from dteam is not lost on me and its insane and upsetting

you can be traumatized by the events that werent in its core meant to be traumatizing. sometimes people act shitty and leave scars on you and sometimes you can do the same to other people

edited note bc i want this to be here as well: guilty until proven innocent is a crazy mindset and i cannot imagine situation that i would allow it. some idiots dont even realise how dangerous rhetoric that is. including accusers not being obligated to provide any proof of their claims

twt is the worst thing to deal with any discourse, misunderstanding or any delicate situation. i think no ones there cares for any victims period. i wish that place the worst

okay so what now. i havent decided yet. georges and dreams moves so far confirmed for me that no matter what happened it wasnt with malicious intentions. ill wait to see how this plays out and then ill decide about my next steps. one think i did for sure is i uninstalled twt from my phone (and that already bit my ass the moment dream started his space…) that part of fandom, both people who like (liked?) and hate dream is so damn self-destructive, toxic, manipulative and performative it wasnt worth it anymore. for here, i dont know yet. i dont hate dteam, i think this is very unfortunate and sad and complicated situation that left people very deeply hurt. and i wish it wasnt this way and im pretty sure dteam also wish that. but they cant change it and i cant change it even more

now this is something i dont really know how to tell you but let me try. i never mentioned this bc when i had those realizations, it was too late, everyone moved on and i felt stupid for dwelling on this. i feel stupid now, typing this. the thing is, drituation left me quite traumatized. fucking pathetic, i know. the sudden explosion of fandom left me really badly hurt. i lost a lot of people i genuinely believed to be friends with, and i miss them dearly. i felt, fuck it, still feel deeply betrayed by some of them. i dont want people guess who is who thats not the point, those people moved on long time ago. but that hurt has been really difficult to deal with, especially since realistically i know its quite stupid. crying over some people who were following me back for a few months? but i tried to let myself heal and grow love for this community again and i thought we will be okay. drituation felt like the end of the world but we got through it and I thought we are smarter. and well. im not trying to blame anyone or even a whole community, idk maybe i want to blame the universe for putting me here or society for working this way i dont know. but im hurting and i need to find a better way to deal with things going the wrong way. and it deeply upsets me but im afraid that i have to learn how to love you all less. and i honestly dont know yet what that means, how moving forward will look like. i dont have to make this decision now so i let myself stay away from social media for a while still and then go with presented situation the best i can. i dont try to make anyone responsible for my wellbeing i want to make this clear. im just trying to share my feelings and give you context for whatever happen in the nearest future. no matter what i need more healthy relationship not even with ccs but with community itself (and if you see me rebloging hazbin hotel fanarts. spare me...)

in this place i do want to state that no matter what i dont think dteam are bad people. im not closing myself at possibility of participating in the fandom, probably less though things i mentioned earlier. but if any of those things make you uncomfortable in any way, feel free to unfollow/softblock

im leaving my askbox open if anyone has anything to say, add, or idk, scream at me. not sure if i answer any tho. also if i delete this post in the next 10 minutes out of embarrassment then well, haha

on the final note i want once again thank you all for supporting me when i needed help for my cat. you all did something amazing, something i will never forget and i wish to hug everyone of you in person. thank you

see you around. one day. maybe tomorrow maybe in 10 days. idk

and if you are moving on in different direction, if we ever meet again, dont be a stranger

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s0apmactav1sh · 14 days

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Its been a hot minute friends. I am currently going through a shitty ass time but here have me waffling about my fic im trying to write.

(This isnt an update, i just need to qrite something before i disappear for a bit over shit thats happening)

Crawler, the nickname given to you by the 141 after they got used to you casually crawling around the ceiling so it just came naturally to them to start teasing you with the nickname whenever the found you having a fit and giving out about the recruits while sitting upside down on the roof.

"Ya alright there crawler?" With how usually it was to find you in the prediment you were in right now it was no secret you didnt like the recruits you dealt with on the daily "No! How do they even survive on missions. My gods-" Cue Gaz listening for an entire hour as you ramble on about every mistake made by each individule recruit, names given and all. Once you stop your out of breathe and glaring at gaz because of the stupid grin hes been giving you. "What are you smiling at?" "You."

Spiderman kisses. No matter what no matter where. Could be in a random hallway, an office the debriefing room or any of there rooms at this point with how much time you spend with them. Soaps always the one looking for them no matter if you agrue that your nothing like a spider and he is being silly. But still you give in to the puppy eyes the werewolf man gives you. Your quite the sucker for them.

"No way am I hanging upside down because you want a kiss!" The way soaps ears droop and his tail lessens in wagging has you feeling guilty but what truly sticks it to you is the puppy dog eyes he now has to try convince you. Lips so prettily pouted and everything and who are you to deny that face. Even if you huff and groan as you geting yourself situated and crouched on the ceiling. So he can kiss you like in the spiderman movies. And as soon as its over Soaps rushing off to gaz to bloat over what you did.

Ghost somehow being the one to discover the ear bursting screech you let out when anyones hand even remotely brushes off your tail. He didnt even mean to purposely do it and the wraith was so thankful he was already dead bc the screech you had let out when his fingers lightly touched off the tip was enough to have him wincing and covering his ears to protect them.

It was a pure accident. He didnt even realise he had come in contact with your tail until you let out a horrifyingly loud screech that had him covering his ears. "Jesus. What on gods green earth was that. Are you some sort of banshee aswell." Before he can even get an answer out of you, your gone having bolted for the door as soon as that sound left your lips. What an awkward interaction that leaves you both walking on eggshells around each other.

Price deciding with all the time youve been around and the fact that his boys seem to trust you he adds you to his horde. But in a way that you dont realise that you apart of it. It starts off with him patting your back after missions amd saying goodjob, even if you were just look out. Then it moves on to him giving you random things, youve been eyeing up a new pair of gloves? Hes bought them and left them outside your door the next morning before you woke up. Its not until he leaves one of his scales on top of your desk that your realise what was happen but still you kinda oblivious so you just pocket the scale and run your fingers over it for good luck before every mission.

Ever since the others had become more comfortable and accepting with you on the team Price had bene thinking of making you a part of his horde. You'd be just like his boys, the centerpiece the thing he cared about the most. So whenever he saw your dule eyes light up at the sight of new gloves or a weapon he knew the way of winning you over was sneakily gifting you little presents. Without your gruad up so much it was easier to tell that you were a bit oblivious. Certain signs and things not processing in your mind. So when he leaves the scale down hes not sure if youll even see it but sure enough he manages to walk past your room, stopping when he see you slip the scale into the pocket of your gear before walking away with a goofy smile on his face. You may not know that your now his, but hey you will soon enough when the rest of the boys give you something of significance to them.

Silly rambles. Ok ima go take my meds and cry myself to sleep I might bring back king!price at like 4 am tonight.

#fjords rambles #call of duty #the things i do instead of sleeping #wheres my meds #im off my meds again #ive gotten 2 hours of sleep this week #im a yapper #eepy fjord #my brain is fried

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ultimateloserboy · 1 year

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i said i would make this post, so here i am. here is the red guy analysis, starting with this qna answer from baker terry. i talked about this question before, it was “whos your favorite to write for?” and after a bit of debate the answer ended up being red guy for pretty much everyone. i mentioned that, but i left out this answer specifically because of how significant it is. im gonna go on a bit of a tangent here, but i promise itll come back around and make sense

this is what ive been saying about red guy!! hes been going through a constant character arc that never reaches its completion because he is torn down again and again. “hes sensible and together until he isnt” is such a good description, because he might be the MOST normal character but he isnt truly normal. not really. thats very important.

i think red guy is a realistic character, a very human character, and the thing about people is that we’re not as normal as we think. there are differences about all of us that don’t quite fit, and some of us moreso than others, but that is the true normal. true normal is to not be normal. that is what red guy represents to me. we relate to him and think he is sensible because he is, but that doesnt mean hes free of oddness altogether. thats what makes him even more relatable.

but he doesnt realize this, hes riddled with insecurity, and THATS what makes him the way he is. he doesnt quite fit anywhere. hes out of place in his own world, and hes out of place in every other world as well. he doesnt enjoy the house, and he tries to run, but even when he runs he doesnt like what he finds outside. he’ll never find a place where he perfectly fits. he’ll try, but he’ll fail.

but thats another thing. because he doesnt fit anywhere as he is, he usually tries to fit in instead. the characters around him (the fax machine thingy, the trash can, lily and todney) they all tell him that theres something wrong with him and the way he lives, that he could be better, that all he has to do is listen to them and he’ll be normal and respected. and so he does. he listens to them and tries his best to be happy with it. hell tell himself that hes normal and everyone loves him now. that weird people are below him, that nothing is wrong with him because hes perfect. he wont believe it, he’ll be unhappy playing pretend, but at least hes better than everyone else now. at least hes the most normal one. at least hes normal, right?

but then he’ll end up back home, and things will go differently tomorrow. there could be a day where hes waltzing around in clothes, masking who he is and pretending to like it. but then there could be a day where hes coming to terms, where he looks in the mirror and he doesnt care much what others think anymore. where he’ll say “im not supposed to wear clothes, this is the way i look” finally sticking up for himself. he’ll start being kinder, to others and himself. he’ll start being more honest, more open, more loving. he’ll still be as average and monotone as ever, but he’ll be slightly different. he’ll be happier with himself as he is, he’ll ACTUALLY like himself instead of just pretending.

but happiness doesn’t last in a house like theirs. his memory loss will rip away at the realizations he has. he’ll go right back to being bitter and miserable. i dont believe the house is in a timeloop, i hate that theory with a burning passion, but thats besides the point. timeloop or not, he’ll be built up, and then the next day he’ll be knocked back down. he never reaches a point where hes fully happy and i doubt he ever will. i doubt any of them ever will. it makes me so sad, but at least he gets close enough.

in conclusion, duck and yellow guy are very nonsensical and complicated characters, but red guy is too, just in a calmer and more easy-to-understand sense. just because hes the regular, human kind of complicated does not mean he isnt worth analyzing. i wish people would see him as more complex instead of just “relatable depressed tumblr sexyman” like if yall paid attention youd realize that yes, he pulls off the suit, but hes miserable in it. it’s literally him masking. i wish people paid more attention to these things. no shame if you dont, hes supposed to be a more chilled out character compared to the other two, so its natural that people wouldnt think as hard about him. but hes not as smart and reasonable as yall give him credit for, he is until he isnt.

or, if we want to go with the gayer conclusion:

hes YOUR babygirl because hes hot in a suit, but hes MY babygirl because he thinks electricity is magic. because hes an embarrassment to everyone around him. because he doesnt like wasting food or making a mess. because all he wants is a family, and he already has one, but its not normal or functional enough for him. because he smiles more often than everyone thinks. because hes actually kind of an asshole but duck outshines him in that department. because hes selfish and yet he dislikes himself. because he is complicated in the most human way, with a little bit of an inhuman thought here and there. because i am in love with him im just going insane now i need to shut this shit down. ive gotten my point across. goodbye, i love you ! (leaves you a spherical internet device which i created)

#dhmis #dhmis red guy #red guy #dont hug me im scared #dhmis analysis #dhmis tv show #red guy dhmis #dhmis fandom

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rainy-days-and-nights · 6 months

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Do you have a favourite Henry (sh4) fact or headcanon? :)

KfnkwbkBaoflenn

KfnkwbkBaoflenn DKDNKSBRKBWJFW HENRYYYY AAAAA

(also sorry it took so long to answer ADLNVJLANDJVNAJDV)

Hc hc hc mmm i think the most seen but still, is my fav forever is him being autistic or being on the ND umbrella lcnwmfndmkdkd

More stuffy.....

He has a complicated relationship with his parents (i think it kinda implied in the game how he doesn't dwell that much into his family history) but I like to think in the dynamic of following some path related to either his mom or dad, a very distant bond with them, by not paying him too much attention but from now and then acting as a 'family'

So, when he decides to go with photography as a career, they either didn't mind (in the sort of way of 'whatever' or just saying passive aggressive comments about it)

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In the photography, even if he likes to do scenery ones, he probs takes wedding photoshoots (I just wanna him to wear some suits from time-to-time zkkfkdnkz)

BESIDES I THINK HE WOULD DO GREAT SINCE HE GOES LIKE -APPEARS-DISAPPEARS- AND NO ONE KNOWS WHEN OR WHERE HE TOOK THE PHOTOS LIKE???? HENRY MAJESTIC MOVEMENTS SKFVBJKSBV

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And a random one is that maybe, he decides to look for more info about the cult, being connected with Walter and all, I like to think that maybe he thought of Walter as a younger brother, empathizing with Walter's past.

And then finally learning and knowing about the previous SH (and also finally getting in the “What happened to the superintendent son?”, there was a time when I tried to connect Heather and Henry timeline(?), Heather being like Douglas trainee to be a private detective akjdbvjkabdv and somehow both got in contact, Henry by looking into Alessa´s past, and Heather by trying to pin point other people into the cult and their plans to bring god -hence the connection with Walter Sullivan, being linked to Dalia and such and such, the apartment etc etc )

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-He doesn't drink alcohol, and when he does, he has a good tolerance (but he will never know what’s his limit since he never drinks more than one beer/glass of something)

-Bad at cellphones, bad at computers, still has trouble to type when digital became the norm lcnenkskfld, he probably still sticks to writing everything in notebooks / having a directory / agendas / etc etc)

-He maybe…developed…a fear of doggies…after the sniffers and such, he likes doggies but maybe they bring back bad memories இ௰இ

-The scenery pictures he takes…either he goes there very early in the morning, or he just waits until there are not many people around (late at night are also 👌🏼 but since the thing with silent hill, he´s not that comfortable going that late, unless if he is going with Eileen)

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He has periodic meetings with Eileen (my hc is that she did move from the apartment complex, but Henry stayed) and if it’s not possible, she calls Henry frequently and vice versa, THEY TOTALLY HAVE SLEEP OVERS AT EILEEN´S NEW PLACE SFNJSNFADVKNAD FULL MOVIE NIGHTS FR FR FR FR FR

The ones they always pick are either rom coms or strange movies one of them found in the typical “3 x 1” movies set SKFBKSDLFVBAJDBVL

Also I think the facebook / messenger fox looks like Henry

ISNT ISNT ISNT ??!?!?!?!? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

im probs have more hc but this are the ones I can remember....SBDVJKBSDVBKADVASD

alsoa slaos also adding a Murphy random one : My hc of him is that he is fluent in french akdjbvkjabdv one of the nuns was from France so she taught the kids there the language so, Murphy knows french perfectly 👌🏼

Henry that is with me each time I connect my laptop

He lives.....he lives....

ALSO THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME ABOUT HENRY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA KDVHBHAKBDHVKABDVBAHLDBLABDLVBADVBADVAKDHBAKDBVADBCJLABDLABDVADVABDJVBAJDLVBJABDLVJABDVLCNSLCADKMVKÑANFVKÑANDVKAVBFSJFLVBJBVJS.DFJBKSBF

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astranite · 9 months

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This was originally meant to be for that prompt. the Virgil one. Ummm and I don’t know where it went, somehow its more Alan and Gordon. It almost completely avoids the prompt. Its probably not that great. Yeah Im running on about 5 hours of sleep because I stayed up last night to finish that Scott and Bereznik thingy. Now Im tired and my brain just isnt. Yup. But sticking it up here anyway because ‘hey two cakes.’ Maybe Ill fix it up at some point. Or something.

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Alan couldn't see Virgil from where he was standing. He was too short, too small and the concrete dust obscured everything. Only part of Scott’s back was visible, the blue of his uniform turned greyer than his baldric.

Oh yeah, and Gordon’s blond head, right in his face. Deliberately placing himself between Alan and his big brothers who needed him. He was doing it on purpose. Like he was trying to protect Alan from his big brothers.

Scott’s voice was harsh and snappy at John over the comms. Alan couldn’t make out the words but he could hear him. He wasn't the calm Commander anymore, not the Scott who charged into missions as their leader. Alan knew exactly what a worried smother-brother-hen sounded like. He’d heard it every single time a brother was injured, but usually Scott wasn't so mad. Scott only got angry like that when he was scared.

John’s response came cool and professional. His brother was giving Scott orders all the way from space, and by how Scott’s shoulders dropped, he was following them.

The comms screeched with static, drowning John out and maybe John was freaking out in amongst it too. He didn’t know.

Alan needed to know what was going on. Just to see for himself that his brothers were alright and everything was going to be fine.

Each time he tried to step around him, Gordon moved with him. One side, then the other. Alan tried to fake him out, go for the left then dart to the right, but it was like Gordon predicted exactly what he was going to do before he did it.

Couldn't Gordon just turn off the squid sense for a second? And then let him through. He wasn’t even looking at Alan.

They’d both seen the bridge come down.

Alan took a deep breath, squeezing his hands into fists. He was being childish and impatient. He was a rescue operative, he should be helping or something, somehow, but he just needed to see his brothers first.

Alan shoved past Gordon and caught a glimpse of what was happening metres away from him. A set of green booted feet stuck out at an angle. Virgil’s boots.

Gordon pushed him back. Alan threw his weight against him, because something had happened and no one was letting him see.

Strong arms wrapped around his middle and picked him up so only his tiptoes were brushing the ground. His arms were pinned between them. He writhed in Gordon’s grip, kicking at his brother’s feet but Gordon didn't react. Because Brains had just happened to build hard toe caps into his dive booties like he had for the rest of them. The over engineering was serious.

The tubes of Gordon’s rebreather against IR blue filled his entire vision. Alan glared at at them. Just stupid Gordon and his stupid scuba gear, keeping him away from Scott and Virgil.

Alan suddenly let his entire body go limp, forcing Gordon to hold up his dead weight unless he decided to let Alan go and save them both the trouble. But nope, Gordon tightened his grapple until Alan couldn’t drop an inch, because he was the fish who swum a thousand laps of the pool a day and had the muscle to show for it.

Sharp curses in the background cut through their struggle. He could hear a grunt of pain he was pretty sure was Virgil, then a tiny choked off noise. What was happening? Gordon was still blocking his view.

The stupid, cheery yellow of Gordon’s baldric mocked him. It was the only sunshine left in this place and it was keeping him from his big brothers.His heart was pounding and didn’t Gordon get how scared he was?

Alan growled and smacked his fists against Gordon’s chest. Not hard enough to hurt him, he’d never actually want to hurt him, but hard enough that Gordon would fucking know he wasn't happy.

“Stop wriggling, Allie,” Gordon murmured, and he sounded so tired.

“Just let me go. I have to see them,” Alan gave his brother one last shove. “Please.”

“We can’t do anything for either of them right now,” Gordon said softly, “We’d just be in the way.”

Gordon was right and he hated it. No matter how good of a rescue operative he was, he was still the youngest, the baby of his family. His older brothers didn't want him to see them in pain. But half the time that just made him worry more.

Alan slumped. Their grapple of Gordon trying to stop Alan from running headfirst towards his injured brother, shifted into a hug. Gordon holding him close was now his comfort rather than enemy.

Virgil would be okay, Scott would make sure of it. He had John too. His brothers would be okay. As soon as they got back to the island and Virgil’s injuries had been treated, Alan would be giving him a big hug and not leaving his side again.

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #AstraWrite

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redrydersrequiem · 11 months

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Reunited chapter 8

Ok people here we are. This isn’t a terribly long chapter cause i felt it ended really well and didn’t want to role it into the next one. Again im a baby fanfic writer this isnt prof read, I’m just writing to write. Love you all who read this.

Your pov

The week went by both fast and slow. Early mornings of breath/physical training, fishing and gathering breakfast mixed with afternoons of swimming with ilus and training to ride skimwings. It was particularly funny when lyles skimwings squirted him right in the face like a water gun when he tried to “bond” with the animal. I wanted to stick to the ilus more no offense to the skimwings but if I was going to fly it would be with my ikran.

Speaking of toothless, once we got settled and found where the ikrans roosted while we were near the ocean we made it a point to regularly take them out for flights gliding around the ocean territories and exploring well into the evenings. Fun outings with the kids and quality time learning with neytiri, since she was one of my only native friends, I spent my days waiting for the approach of the predestined date.

Spiders pov

Todays the day. By the end of the week I could finally be a Navi. At long last.!!!! The last week has been fun, further bonding with mom, dad and my new uncles/aunts/older siblings (since some of them act like babies). The sully kids have all been by me the entire time, neteyam and lo’ak pumping me up with stories of what i will be able to do once i transfer. Tuk just always cheered a bundle of sunshine whenever she was around just saying she couldn't wait for me to be more like all of them. Kiri was different though she always makes sure I'm in a good mental and emotional place about what's about to happen. Telling me to truly think and meditate on what i wanted but i found her worries while well founded weren’t needed, i was ready. I've wanted this since I was old enough to have wanted it. It's like….

“Lets go spider "I hear dad yelling, waiting for me as mom and all the sullys stand waiting for me to board our ikrans and take off. Uncle Lyle was put in charge of the group till we got back, he hugged me lightly and told me he couldn’t wait to see call me a blueberry, and finally get his revenge for all the teasing i've been through in at everyone. I just take it in stride saying goodbye to everyone and heading over to mom. She gets me settled on toothless as we all take off. Ready to start a new chapter of my life.

Your pov

Jake and neytiri lead the pack, the kids not far behind them as miles and I take up the caboose.It takes the majority of the day after the early morning take off to reach the edge of the Forest, before we take a break for the night, not wanting to fly in the dark as it's unsafe. We all grill some food and have a nice night listening to the familiar sounds of the forest.

As soon as there was light we started the final stretch back into the failure land. It’s not until Jake starts banking upwards that I grow concerned.

“Where are we going?” i com to jake

“You’ll see y/n”

It’s not till we enter a giant cavern. Tents and pods set up on floating rope bridges and hanginging platforms that I realize. The beautiful wooden village i had seen so long ago through grace and jakes recording, is well and truly gone.

Cheers fill the air as the omatikaya see their former olo’eyktan and his family return. We all hop off quickly, other Navi coming up to help us with the little luggage we had before we all walk over to the growing group of Navi. A younger male walks forward with the garb of the olo’eyktan covering him, while an older woman dressed in the garbs of the Tsahik follows the kids all running to her with the word grandma tumbling from their lips. Jake and Neytiri step up saying their hellos. The man from earlier now addresses jake. The two exchange greeting before jake turns to my family

“Y/n, quartich this is tarsem. He took over the role of olo’eyktan when my family left.”

“We see you olo’eyktan.” Miles, spider and I all greet. Tarsem reciprocating the gesture

“And this is mo’at the clans tsahik and neytiri's mother.”

We repeat the gesture, her doing the same before excusing herself from her grandchildren’s grasps to come over to us.

“Mo’at will be the one who will perform the transfer ceremony”

“Thank you ma’am i couldn't begin to describe how much this means to me,” filling miles hand on my shoulder i turn my head to him.

“To us ma’am” Miles says nodding to the older women in front of him.”

Moat simply tilts her head her eyes studying miles and i

“So you’re the sky demon who led the charge all those years ago?”.. I feel all the air leave my body trying to gulp it back down, ready to speak up in miles defense but he beats me to it. Stepping in front of me

“Yes, that was the old me. If you want your revenge do so now , just don't deprive my son of the gift ive been given. That’s all I ask..”

Mo’at simply stares at miles, his ears and tail twitching worriedly alongside mine, even though he keeps his face set in his stony expression. I'm about to intervene but neytiri grabs me shaking her head. I hear mo’at simply tut at miles unflinching in her stance

“The past is just that, the past. Eywa has shown me your path, showed me your change, she has blessed you and your compatriots so i will follow in her stead……. Welcome to our village”

I almost feel like falling over before the calling of our names comes from the back of the group. Norm and a few other avatars, all coming to greet us all.

“Hey norm- jake

“Hi norm- you

“Spellman-miles

We all greet Norm. He just smiles, patting Jake's arm before giving spider and I a hug, nodding at miles.

“Oh my eywa y/n, it's so good to see you.”

“You as well norm i can even begin to start, thanks for everything you’ve done for spider. Growing up and now.”

“It’s nothing i actually kind of like the kid

“Just like me! norm that's cold.” Spider says as he advances on norm trying to pull at the avatar's tail. Norm simply laughs batting away spiders hits

“I can’t believe you guys grew me an avatar without me knowing”

“That’s the point of a surprise.” Norm jokes back. “Anyway, would you guys like to see it.” Norm asks excited to show off the project hes worked on the past five years.Everyone in the group nods eagerly.

“Ok well we’ll have to go in groups then.”

“You three go ahead.” Jake says gesturing to us.

“We can see him later right, kids?” they all sigh out a fine but I can tell they won't be so easily stopped. I simply smile at them as we follow Norm through the village towards the labs.

Once near norm tells us to wait a minute so he can end the link with his avatar and show us around. I just take the moment to continue to try and calm the growing anxiety in my body. I can tell Miles has noticed but before he can say anything the dorms open once more, a human norm now looking up at us and handing us masks. Kneeling through doorways and having to duck around machines and tucking our tails to our bodies we make it into the incubation room. A group of them stand around four in total. Only two are being used. Taking in the figure in the first tank my eyes widened.

“It’s grace” i gasp out turning norms head

“Yeah, that's a very long story. It’s probably best for now to just focus on Spider. Ok?”

“Ok” :(

“Here his, is this way.”

Miles and Spider follow Norm but I can’t help but stay behind. Entrapped by the sight of Grace's avatar floating sleepily in the liquid, unmoving and unchanging, from how I saw her all those years ago. I know she's not there, that this is just her avatar but it brings tears to my face. I respected grace so much. She was witty and brash but caring. Willing to do whatever she had to to help people, to help further others lives through knowledge. She was truly one of a kind. And to see her now just asleep, I couldn't decide what to feel so I simply pressed my forehead to the container, closing my eyes and saying my goodbyes to the former scientist. Saying a prayer for her before leaving to join my family.

Spider miles and norm all stand in front of the last pod. Spider pressed against it as hard as he could. The glass leaving marks on his scrunched up little face

The avatar looks just like he did in the video we saw. Gently swaying and twitching in the amniotic fluid

“I'm happy to say he's developed excitingly well, all vitals are good, all he's waiting for is to bond with his host. Spider runs around hugging the man tightly, miles and I just watch on with a smile. The other scientist, namely Max and Abby come see us and we all talk for a moment, before a call for help comes from the front door. The sully kids are all standing there waiting to see their brother's avatar. I smile at them as they expertly make their way around the lab to go stand with Spider. The room becomes cramped so miles and I leave, heading back to the heart of the village to find Jake again.

“Hey jake”

“Hey how was it?”

“It’s amazing he can’t wait”

“Good mo’at says the ceremony will be ready by eclipsed just…

“……”

“Are you all sure about this?”

“We’re ready” Miles answers for us. Noticing I was at a loss for words. Bickering turns our heads as The adults all now watching the kids filter back to us. Neytiri notices im quiet from her peripheral,

“Are you ok?” she asks me quietly.

“Is it possible y to rest somewhere before dinner?”

Neytiri smiles, taking my hand and gently leading me away from the group. I don't notice the worried look mile fix’s me with as he watches me walk away

Miles pov

Watching y/n walk away I could tell her mood had drastically changed since we first landed here. I feel Spider tap my hip, looking at him I see he has a worried expression on his face as well watching neytiri and his mother leave.

“Excuse us,” I say to those around us. Spider and I are going after his mother. Seeing neytiri exiting she gives me a knowing look before pointing to the tent she had led me to. Opening it I see the lanterns are low as y/n is laid on a mat curled in on herself. Worrying her tail between her hands.

“Darlin?” Y/n doesn’t answer so i simply nod to spider seeing if maybe he can get her to answer. “Mom?.” Spider asks but I can see even that is only met with a twitch of her ear. Well this isn't working plan c then. I grab Spider and place him on the other side of y/n so she's facing him before cuddling up behind her. My arms wrapped her in my embrace, feeling her lightly sniffling. Spider even joins our pile. Hugging his mother around her waist waiting for her to speak first.

“Darlin what’s wrong, what happened?”

“Nothing ,

“Darlin, i know when you get inside that head of yours

“It’s nothing”

“Y/n”

“Fine ok…….. It’s that just so much has happened in such a short time. We’ve come back from the dead twenty years old, reunited with our now teen son, to then have to protect him from Ardmore the entire time he's with us. To now running from the rda and trying to find a home in this world. And now it's all about to change again. I think it's all just catching up with me. Im sorry”

“It’s ok mama, nothings going to change ill just be taller”

She laughs out at that. Bringing a smile to both Spider and i’s faces.

“I guess seeing Grace's avatar just sitting there it dawned on me how much has actually changed how much time has truly passed.

Spider im sorry i want this for you i truly do, i just wish i could have experienced everything with you from the start.

“Well if that's the issue darlin we could always start again. Have another little quartich running around” I say purring into my mates ear

“Miles!/ dad gross”

I just laugh, though the thought of seeing y/n pregnant again does bring a pur from my throat.”

Your pov

I hear miles pur behind me and have to nudge him with my elbow even though he's being naughty the thought does grow a feeling in me. We'll have to come back to that thought though.

“Miles behave”. Fine fine he says but continues to nuzzle his face into the crook of my neck.

“Anyway spider i just want to make sure this is without a doubt what you want

“It is momma. Without a doubt it is.”

“Good That’s all i need, do you mind if we just stay here though. Just till the ceremony?

“That’s fine momma spider says laying back down beside me so i can cuddle him to me.

“Thank you my baby

*Authors note i did the best to make some clothes using doll divine*

The rest of the evening is filled with cuddles, before Jake comes and checks in, telling us the run down of the ceremony and giving us some fancier clothes and paints for Spider.We were able to convince miles to wear the traditional garb all be somewhat more covering then most. Neytiri had given me a beautiful set of purple beaded and braided clothing. I felt beautiful but it didn't ease my troubles, we painted the markings onto Spider preparing him for his big moment.

After everyone was dressed , eclipse had fully settled into the forest, all the plants coming to life. Jake ushers us on our ikrans towards the tree of souls, the roar of the villagers voices reaches my ears as we descend towards the glowing forest floor. Miles and I are both on Spiders' sides, our hands on his shoulders as we approach the pink glowing tree. All three of us were in awe at the spiritual sight, Never having seen it before.Mo’at, neytiri and Jake all stood at the base of the tree, their kids all taking up space in the front row singing out with the other villagers. I see norm and another avatar come forward holding Spider's avatar now dressed and painted similarly to Spider minus the mask. His lengthy form looks so peaceful like its ready for what is about to happen

They place the avatar in front of mo’at. The tsahik maneuvers his body into a laying position one hand crossed over the other arm. Connecting his que to the glowing foliage around him. One last hug from everyone and he's ready. We all watch as he moves forward laying in the same position as his avatar. I watch in fascination as glowing moss starts to cover them. Attaching them to the earthen floor as though it was eywa herself embracing them.

Neytiri comes to my side nodding telling me everyone will be ok. She knows the anxiety I feel having gone through the same with jake. So she takes my hand miles holding my other one as well as watching mo’at begin to chant. I hear nothing but my own heart beat, not the singing going on around me or the echos of a heart beat that goes through the ground from the tree.

Miles is just as worried as me not taking his eyes off spider for a second, every inch of him stiff as a board.

Mo’at is still chanting the very air around us, feeling charged when she suddenly stops silencing everyone. I can’t help but perk up even more watching and waiting for any sign that my baby is ok. I watch the moss recede from Spider's skin, I step up wanting to see him, but once I'm there I'm unable to move. Neytiri sees this and comes up to me, guiding me into removing the mask on Spider 's precious human face and setting it beside him. He looks so peaceful. Like if I didn’t know better I could say he's just asleep. Neytiri gently nudges me, her eyes telling me all is well as I place a final kiss on my baby head. Caressing his golden hair before moving over to his avatar.

Miles comes up as we both watch with bated breath for any sign of movement.

His ears twitch lightly a gasp coming out of my mouth as now golden eyes stare up at me

“Hi mom.”

Tag list @headsincloud9 @dyingofcookies @totesnothere04 @ratchetprime211 @myh3artttt @ducks118 @navs-bhat @im-in-a-pansexual-panik

#avatar fanfiction #miles quaritch x reader #avatar way of water #deja blue team x reader #jake sully x reader #neytiri x jake #spider socorro #avatar #miles quaritch

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stedebonnit · 1 year

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The holidays have been hard on me, and its got me thinking about how I wish we talked more about the uncomfortable side of autism in Stede.

Namely, I'm thinking about overstimulation and irritability. I'm thinking about Stede having a hard day where the noise and the crowds and the smells just don't stop, and everytime someone speaks or shifts or fucking chews he just finds himself more and more on edge. He knows hes no good like this, he hates feeling this way and he knows he's unpleasant to be around.

But Stede is determined that he'll be different with his crew. He tells himself that this isn't his father who would tell him to sit down and stop melting down over a little bit of noise.

These arent his school mates who would notice him getting agitated and pin him down while they banged pots and pans until he was squirming and crying because it was all too much.

This isnt his family who would avoid him on a regular day, and who he'd shut himself in a room for to avoid getting snippy with them when he was struggling.

This is the crew, this is Ed, these are the first people who have ever accepted him, and he wants to be worthy of that. He doesn't want to snap, he doesn't want to criticize them for living their lives, for eating and laughing, its just that every time a fork clinks on a plate Stede feels like someone is sticking a pin in his head.

He snaps when Ed unexpectedly leans in and whispers some sweet nothing in his ear, a private sort of moment that Stede usually adores, but the mix of the hot breath against his cheek and the noise so close to his ear just pushes him over the limit, and his shoulders draw up as he flinches away from Ed, snipping.

"Can you not right now?" Quick and sharp, a surprise to him as much as it is to everyone else.

It takes a second for the sound of blood rushing in his ears to calm down, and for Stede to register the shocked expressions around the table. Worst of all he sees Ed pull back from him, his eyes wide, his lips forming into a heartbreaking frown, brows drawn together with confusion or fear.

The guilt hits Stede belatedly, still muddied by the anger that he knows is unreasonable, and he mumbles out an apology, the anger and guilt causing tears to form in his eyes. He knows he can't stay there, suddenly terrified of the way some stupid noises have made him snap at the person he loves the most.

He scrambles out of his chair, suddenly desperate to get away.

"I-Im so sorry. You did nothing wrong. I just...need to be alone."

And then he scrambles off to the cabin, diving into the auxiliary wardrobe where he pulls down the thickest coats he has and stuffs them over his ears, finally letting the tears break as he soothes himself by rocking back and forth.

Because it isn't always pretty. It isnt always gentle.

Sometimes anger comes out against the people we love the most, sometimes the one we love isn't going to be able to fix it.

Sometimes Stede needs to be alone to calm himself, and to apologize properly to Ed later when they're cuddled together in bed.

Only then will they discuss how to help Stede in the future, to be sure that he voices his limits before he reaches a snapping point, to figure out how Ed can best support him in the moments when he's struggling, and to decide how that looks different from what he normally likes or needs.

#ofmd #our flag means death #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #ofmd headcanons #d speaks #mine

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zai-doodles · 1 year

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lucy magic hc thing

@selfdestructivecat asked for this :p

again i play so hard and fast with canon but for this one if i like, genuinly got something wrong then plz correct me theres a HIGH chance im getting her power set wrong but the point of this is more me taking like, the base bone of the concept and running with it lol

Just a quick like, how i think lucys magic should work bc im so annoyed shes technically the female lead and literally summons other things to fight FOR her So in my version (the better one) early lucy ONLY has star dresses She can basically give herself the attributes of each spirit, like the star dresses but she also gets a sort of themed weapon, like she gets tarus’ axe, cancers sissors etc. It isnt until lokes arc that shes able to physically summon her spirits Like i feel like summoning a whole spirit takes A LOT of magic so most of the time its more like a warlock patron situation where they lend her spells and if shit get real bad she can spend a high level spell to summon them to fight for her Like idk yea im using dnd terms with this but shhh it makes more sense to me It also makes things like her summoning all her spirits at once a HUGE deal, plus i think its the first time we physically see some of the spirits and also gives a bigger mystery to who they are and how celestial magic works Like i always found it weird how celestial wizards?? Exist?? but each only have 1 key so like?? Theres really only 2 celestial wizards at a time?? Like max there can be 12 but in the show we literally only have lucy and yukino and then like, angel, karen and lucys mom and idk thats kinda dumb Like if its that scarse that theres only 4 active celestial wizards in the WHOLE SHOW idk thats weird and should be treated as a bigger deal So in my mind, each spirit can gift wizards a key, some of them stick to the lower level spirit key collecting, kinda like in the show, and MAYBE have 1 or 2 zodiac keys Zodiacs r notorious for being v fickle with who they enter contracts with and for the most part even if someone is a celestial wizard they can go their whole lives without ever summoning a zodiac spirit bc its just SO POWERFUL So lucy has low key imposter syndrome be she technically inherited her keys from her mom so she never had to prove herself worthy, which in my mind is y she tries so hard to get stronger and prove her place in fairy tail So based on all this i also think lucy just has a shit ton of magical potential due to growing up with the spirits and having such a strong bond with them and thats what allows her to summon all of them and the zodiac king to plead lokes case Idk i also dont love how the spirts serve lucy as like, a master servant thing So having the spirits be more like patrons feels better to me idk It also makes lucy like, an extremely powerful wizard bc she literally has so many zodiac keys but at first i think she give v jack of all trade master of none energy Her main one i feel would be aquarius bc its a less precise magic form of literally just throwing waves at her opponents BUT it takes a lot of magic bc aquarius is such a high level spirit who refuses to go easy on lucy just bc of her connection to her mom Lucy still has her whip bc idk i think its neat Throughout the series she learns oto be much more flexible and think more outside the box when it comes to her magic and she also grows more reckless, kinda a side effect from being around natsu so much and by the time she gets to the GMG she can probably summon her spirits no problem tho 2 at once is still hard like in the show Oo also also early lucy has problems accepting help from others BECAUSE she feels like shes constantly having to prove shes worthy of just,, existing, so she puts off summoning her spirits at all because of that too I think she works on that a LOT after phantom lord and lokes arc

#zai talks #fairy tail

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d0wnp0uringstorm · 1 year

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Ok... lets go some things straight. For the past 3-4 years I have been facing thousands of allegations and have been attacked online and in person way to much. I'd like to say that I'm honestly getting tired of it and personally think It needs to stop... So lets get straight into this...

First off let me explain some of my back story. For several years I have been dealing with clinical depression and have been down a really dark path which lead me to go to a mental health hospital back in fifth grade. I got out after about 2 months of being there and was ok for a little while until about half way through 6th grade. I had been in a relationship for about a year when things happened and the relationship ended. I was in a really tight spot and battled with my emotions for the rest of the year. During the summer between 6th and 7th grade my family allowed to let a man move in with us that physically and mentally tormented me. This lasted for a while behind my parents back but every time I tried to say anything my parents didnt believe me. It continued to happen until one day the guy slipped up and did it right in front of my parents causing him to get kicked out... Then 7th grade hit... heh 7th grade. Back in 7th grade I came out as trans publicly. This lead to many problems and me being a huge target (I still am) through out the whole middle school. I tried my hardest to get around everything but this caused me to go down a really dark path which continued into 8th. 8th grade was the worst year there. I had been falsely accused of many things like pedophilia, being homophobic and transphobic and many other things. I was not only hacked that year but my whole survival server had been destroyed... I also lost a whole bunch of friends I thought I could trust that year. It brought back many trust issues and stuff like that. That year I was also physically attacked on numerous occasions including an incident in the restroom I would rather not get into... I had come out to my parents a few months before 8th and the only person who really shows any support is my mother which is very little. I was called many slurs everyday... towards the end of 8th grade my mother went through a surgery that almost killed her which would have made it so that Id live with only my stepfather. I love him yes but we dont get along very well and just being us would put a lot of weight on my shoulders. 8th grade was also the year that I suffered to the point where I started doing s/h... I was told that I was faking being scuicidal and that I should really just end it... I attempted ending it which left me in the hospital for about a week and a half... I came back to still be dealing with the same stuff. My never ending nightmare. After 8th grade graduation I spent the summer mainly gathering my thoughts and not streaming or uploading much. Most of my uploads were to tiktok which is where I know almost have 1k followers. Im now in my 9th grade year and shits getting worse. I have been having bad thoughts and they are starting to get really loud... I mainly stick around for the people that actually care and I have been living off the bare minimum to keep my body functional. I have been losing a lot more friends recently, most due to arguments and stabbing me in the back and a few from suicide... I have been struggling quite a bit and being a constant target isnt helping. I feel like I'm running out of space to breathe and a little to close to the edge of the blade. Im running of the few people who bring me joy. Normally on empty I shuffle through the day. At this point I've killed myself but no one knows that your not talking to me, your talking to a scarecrow. Now I live on a razors edge about to slip. And these things are whats got me close.

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whorewithagodcomplex · 11 months

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sweetheart,

i love ya, but I'm not doing that for the rest of my life, no sir,

everyone knows not to marry into that, and its kinda common sense not to date someone with your type of addiction and just walk away, like we all know its never gonna work if youre constantly making your partner feel like shit because youre always lusting of the things you so desperately want, and yeah you may say that 'your're better, real, youre my love theyre just pictures, theyre just videos, ect) but we all know you wish it was them you could have when your gazing longingly and thirstly at those pictures, you create relationships with all these women, i just happen to be in person version added to the collection, its nasty, and its horrible knowing this will likely never change, cause its 'not that bad' its 'a comfort thing' 'i was alone for so long' and i have to live feeling like im always competing with them, i cant escape them, im so fucking tired of being paranoid that the person i love is going to always be looking at something more appealing, its awful, that constant pit in your stomach everytime hes lookin at a female character a little too closely, or when the girls are everywhere for him, camera roll, most social media, even his wallpapers on all devices, sure theres a photo of you two, sure as a homescreen but its really just a sunset photo and we're hidden in a low corner hidden by apps, and the never paying that close attention to you, you learn as much as you can about him listen to every word he says but doesnt care to know about you, with the exception of major plot points he knows nothing about what you like and why you like it, its either you rarely get a chance to speak, or youre perpetually cut off, or just simply ignored when speaking about yourself, but, he knows everything they say, knows every little detail, their backstories are phenominal and look how hot they are, he wont really say that to you anymore youve shown you dislike, but you know, you always know, so you try your best to be pretty and good enough to be wanted like he wants them, but you never get wanted like that, to be fair you never did, this was the first time someone is showing they love you and want you, but of course if i wasnt wantable before him what makes me wantable now? yknow all his needs are met by them and his ablilty to do so much with them that he feels no need to pay any mind to you beyond the physical and guidance, yeah he loves you, you know that hes shown that, but is it worth the mental and emotional exhaustion it takes to fight for a normal relationship? one where we both feel happy? i know theres no way he isnt miserable too, the contant bickering the anxiety of fucking up, but c'mon man, if you cope properly, like by speaking (without lashing out) to someone when things are too much, not falling further into an obsessive chemical pick-me-up addiction and honestly this sex obsession, youd do so much better, but you wont because its one of them hidden addictions that no one but your friends and people youre close to know about, by your choice, and you think that means its totally fine, because I'll stick around regardless right? cause i have this long and im making life plans with you and i love you more than youll ever know and as long as i dont see it' or notice it its fine, it wont kill me, youll keep going until im about to cut my losses and you promise and youll try you really will, but itll creep back and we'll be back at square one, or youll get better at hiding it from me, youre already pretty good at it now, ill bet money that if i got 3 hours and all your passwords id find cia sized files everywhere and id puke and cry myself to sleep for months, and i know youll only get better at it, and i dont want to be paranoid that your girls are still around my whole life, what kind of example am i setting for my daughters if i just let myself live like that, god id kill my son-in-law if he made her feel like that, honestly id kill him for most of the things youve done, so why am i letting it happen to me???

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sputnickle · 9 months

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MY expert opinion on totk………………

one thing that bothers me about totk is that, at least personally, i got used to/was no longer scared of the gloom hands not long into my playthrough, where as in botw im still intimidated by guardians. its entirely possible that thats just because i never got good at parrying their lasers but regardless i still feel like they have a much more intimidating presence, without bordering on goofy like i think the gloom hands do. also the broken/abandoned guardian made excellent props as well as storytelling devices, which i fell like totk is lacking in.

i guess what im most bothered by in totk is the fact that instead of exploring the sheikah more, we instead got Ancient Society 2 But Older, and even then it felt like there was still plenty of meat left on the bone. the zonai feel incredible under-explored in the game considering the game is about them. and when i realized that there are only 2 actual zonai (rauru and mineru) that are still alive in the flashbacks i was incredible disappointed. maybe it was done to drive home how truly ancient the zonai were, that they had all but died out 10,000 years ago, but it was done so poorly imo. the whole storyline gives me the vibe that nintendo was so scared of making totk too similar to botw that they steered as far away as possible and ended up leaving behind a lot of what botw did right.

link’s loneliness and desperation is far more visible in botw in that, even with the champions graces, its still always just you and your horse, and in totk he has weird shadow clones of his friends following him around. (which are, gameplay wise, SO unbelievably clunky compared to the champions abilities in botw)

also i 100% knew zelda was going to turn back because. of course she would. but that, and link getting his normal arm back, is so lame to me. there is this, imo, beautifully done sequence of collecting the dragons tears, where you realization of what happened to zelda slowly builds until you are all but certain that you know her fate, and then are forced to go to the last tear in the spiral and watch what you knew was going to happen, happen. and youre left with so many silent princesses, so many reminders of links connection with zelda. and then at the end of the game she turns back. because of course she does.

and the ganon fight. im not talking about his godawful characterization i dont have the energy rn. but the fight. is bad. ultimately, fighting and sealing away ganon is link’s duty ofc. but then in the fight there are five other characters, three of which are too big to have three of in the arena, fighting weird cloud apparitions of ganon and youre fighting the targeting system to lock onto the real ganon and god damnit yunobo where did you fucking come from im not trying to throw you let me hit the fucking enemy. i realize the point is that link isnt alone anymore, the new champions are alive and with him and helping him now, but thats not the point to me. the point is that link wouldve fought ganon with 3 hearts and a stick if he could. the point is that link is so devoted to zelda, regardless of the circumstances, that he will fight alone for her.

idk. im not a game designer or a writer, but i truly wish the sheikah were at least more involved and that the events that led up to botw weren’t just like. forgotten. and that they didnt feel the need to ruin all the storytelling they had just done.

#totk spoilers #this was not meant to be so long im sorry

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cynettic · 3 years

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Hey! Can I request the "You wear their shirt that's too big for you the morning after a steamy night "but with childe, kaeya ,albedo and zhongli! Thank you

Reader x Genshin NSFW

Summary - You wear their oversized shirt after a steamy night.

Pairings - Fem!Reader x Childe / Zhongli / Kaeya

Warnings - NSFW so no minors plsss

A/N - Someone else asked for Albedo, so I’ll do that one soon! Hope you liked these ones though :) They’re a bit more descriptive than the last ones I did tho- so be careful if you’re not into that.

Childe

Often busy, the one instance where he has a bit of time before work passes by, and you walk out in his large shirt after a steamy night.

At this time in the morning, he’s sipping his morning coffee, eyeing the newspaper or whatever’s on the table.

That all changes when you walk in.

Of course he notices, and resting his elbow on the couch arm, he simply stares. Doesn’t attempt to hide his flirtatious smile and just waits till you notice his very persisting gaze.

When you turn to him, his eyes give you the sensation you might as well be bare naked.

“When did I ever say you could wear my shirt?”

He says this teasingly ofc, you wearing his shirt is the hottest thing he could’ve seen all day. Makes him very happy.

But you deciding to tease him right back, you pout, tugging at the hem of it. “You dont want me to wear it?” He tries to protest and say it was a joke and not to take it personal, but before he can even start, you pull the shirt off.

You have nothing under the shirt.

Nothing.

Flinging the shirt back into his lap, you turn back to the bedroom. “There you go, I’ll find something else to wear.” You make sure to strut, hips swaying from side to side as you touch the doorframe.

You don’t make it to the bedroom.

Childe’s hand glides down your pelvis, wrapping around your waist as the other pulls your hair back so he can give you a kiss on the neck. You’ve captured his full attention, and even though he has work soon, your antics stirred him up.

God… now all he wants to see is you ‘begging’ for him.

Childe has the awful tendency to turn almost everything into a competition, and you struck a nerve. He will waste no time in letting you know who is in control of who.

He pins your arms above your head, holding your wrists in one hand with ease. But holding you so tightly up, your back is arched, posture straight and breasts perked outwards with the awkward position.

“That was awfully bold of you Y/n~”

His other hand cups your breast, molding it in his hand. Index finger pressing down on your nipple while the rest of his hand rubs your tits in a down and up motion. You sink into the feeling, a content sigh leaving your lips as you lean into his touch.

Still sore from yesterday, Childe certainly wasnt gentle or merciful, and this contact is softly blissful compared to yesterday.

Till he pinches your little nipple in his hand, twisting it slowly and hearing you whine in annoyance.

Instead of moving onto the next breast, his hand moves down, gloves brushing against your stomach and your hips. Until its rested on your inner thighs, and he’s just caressing and stroking the skin of your thigh.

His black gloves are everything.

You unconsciously press your legs together, mewling at the sensation so close to your heat. You try to lean further into his hand so he can rub against your throbbing core, but his hand capturing your wrists keeps you firm, not letting you move an inch.

Childe moves teasingly slow.

His gloved finger rubs against your clit ever so softly, pressing deeper against it and then pulling away completely.

“C-Childe…”

“Hmm? Speak up Y/n.”

He adds a second finger, but continues only to rub your pussy. A torturous sensation that makes you buck your hips in desperation to feel his fingers sliding in.

“Childe… please.”

You speak louder this time, and he rubs harder.

“Please what? You’ve got to be more specific Y/n.”

He loves the way he has complete and utter control over you, your reactions, the noises and expressions you make. That even if you’d had the audacity to expose yourself and strut away, he still had control. That in this battle, he’d won.

“Stick your fingers into me,” you groaned out, louder than the previous sentence. “Please- please…”

His gloved finger poked at the tip of your needy hole, rubbing around the edge just until your eyes watered with frustration, and you tried to grind against the sensation. Again unable to with his hold on your wrists.

“P-please!”

It was only when you were begging that he shoved his finger in ruthlessly, pushing in and out. Your legs rubbed together, thighs pressing tightly around his hand as he added a second finger, and you were left gasping and moaning out his name.

When he added a third finger, your knees were trembling and it was only his grip on your wrists and the hand buried in your pussy that kept you standing. He leaned into your neck, his breath fanning your ear when he asked you who you belonged to.

“Y-you…” you breathlessly answered, coming close to your climax with every thrust of his gloved fingers. Pumping up into that G spot so hard that it left you crying out.

And then he pulled out his fingers, loosening the grip on your wrists.

“Good.”

Trembling and writhing just for him, he’d leave you bare and needy. Not letting you climax with him until he came back home from work.

Punishment for trying to tempt him earlier.

He licked your juices from his gloves, sucking on them and lapping them with his tongue. Just for you of course, laying on the ground whining and wet, so close to your climax yet stopped at the heat of the moment.

With a big wide grin, he waves his hand in a goodbye, grabbing his bag from the corner of the room before heading to the door. Fulfilled, watching you beg for him and shamelessly admit that you were his was the perfect start to his morning, and of course your revenge for teasing him earlier.

“See you after work Y/n~!” And with a wink he’s off.

Zhongli

For some reason, after a steamy night with Zhongli, the morning left you sensitive.

Not only physically, but especially mentally. To a point where getting up with the aching throb of your thighs was just enough to send you over the edge and sobbing.

You head to the kitchen, Zhongli’s shirt draped over your figure. He’s of course sitting in his rocking chair, reading glasses on as he scans something that he’s reading. Probably one of Liyue’s historical books.

You heat up some pancakes, planning on making the two of you a nice breakfast to start the day off. But grabbing the maple syrup, after opening the lid and stepping forward to spread it on the pancakes, your foot slid on something slippery on the floor, and you’re sent tumbling back.

Zhongli is leaning over you in seconds.

But the fall isnt the issue, and with the maple syrup in your hand, the bottle had tipped into the inside of Zhongli’s shirt, the one you were wearing, dripping into his shirt and onto your body. You’d managed to set it straight, but not after maple syrup was sent streaming down your chest and down your stomach.

“Im sorry…”

Tears gather at your eyes, and you try to wipe them away before Zhongli can see. Nothing was going right today, and you just wanted a distraction, something to keep your mind off of your emotional state.

“Itrs alright dear… would you like me to prepare a bath for you?” Zhongli is so soft and kind as he offers his help, thumb stroking your cheek as he stares into your eyes.

You dont want a bath.

Even with maple syrup everywhere on your body, sticky, you don’t want to leave the floor. A sob breaks past your lips, and you shake your head. “No… I just want it to go away…” your hands are shaking, and you slowly remove Zhongli’s shirt from your body, the maple syrup clinging to your form.

His eyes trail over the gooey mess you seem to be in, and he takes his shirt back, unsure of what to do. As the geo archon, theres not much he can do about the maple syrup, and his insides twist when hearing you sob.

He presses a kiss to your forehead and slowly trails it to your lips, satisfied when it seems to calm you down. You push him closer, until his head is on the same level of your chest, and the maple syrup dripping down your breasts.

Without thinking, he goes to lick it, the sweet taste of maple syrup in his mouth.

He backs away instantly, afraid that the action only saddened you further. But it was the opposite, and you stared at him wide eyed, tears threatening to spill. With a sniff, you wiped the tears away again, “That… didnt feel bad.” Was all you said.

Zhongli wasnt sure what to make of it, and leaning closer, he only licked the sticky liquid off your cleavage again, listening to the intake of breathing. When he glanced up, you were staring straight at him.

“It felt… nice.”

You were no longer crying, which meant that to Zhongli, he’d done something right. He didnt stop licking there, and dedicating his tongue to wiping every spot of maple syrup on your body, the two of you stayed draped there for a while.

His mouth completely engulfed your breast, tongue swirling around the lengh of it as he sucked in the sticky liquid. Your breathing grew erratic, but every time he’d look up to ask you if you were alright, you’d simply say that it was fine.

Zhongli began to realize that you were really turned on by the time he reached your core, and the maple syrup wasnt the only liquid drenched there. He didnt waste any time in pressing his head into your thighs, knowing from experience that you liked it. And that instead of pain, his tongue gave you pleasure.

So thats what he did, sucking, nipping, and licking every part of your cunt until you were shaking, and your inner thighs were tight against his head.

He would’ve pulled back, but no matter how much he licked your pussy, the sweet taste still coated his tongue everytime, meaning that there was still some maple syrup. It was until his tongue dug into your needy hole that he realized where the sweet taste was coming from.

It only motivated him to get rid of it.

He’d seen your tears, seen how shamed and embarrassed you were to have the sticky liquid all over you. He knew he couldnt get rid of it with his tongue, but if it made you feel better enough to take a bath after, it was worth it.

His hands grabbed the balls of your ass, slowly massaging them against his fingers before using them to thrust his tongue deeper into your wet cunt. Pushing your ass and hips with his large hands and thrusting them towards his head in rhythm with the lapping of his tongue sent you on overdrive.

Your legs were shaking, and instead of gasps, little mewls of pleasure sputtered out of your mouth. Hands tangled in his hair, you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head.

It felt like orgasm after orgasm, Zhongli still pressing his face against your pussy and licking every sweet spot. But there was always more, and you were going numb by the time he pulled away, your body sore and writhing after the intense feeling of pleasure.

“Theres too much,” Zhongli said softly, wiping the sides of his mouth as he stared at your fatigued face. “I could keep going if you’d like-? “

Your mood instantly boosted up, and with a chuckle at the poor archons innocent stare, you shrugged. “A-alright, a little bit more I guess…” Even as your core felt numb and your thighs still shook at how tightly you’d been clenching them around Zhongli’s head, the sensation was too good.

With a small smirk, Zhongli dug back down, hands groping your ass again as he sunk into the sensation of your pussy.

Kaeya

You woke up horny.

By the time you walked out of the bedroom with Kaeya’s shirt on, your intentions were very clear. Your boyfriend was sitting on the couch, reading over something that looked like a report for work. You didnt give him the time to think as you plopped down on his lap.

Directly facing him, he seemed surprised as you wore his shirt, sliding in closer to him inch by inch until you could feel the firmness of his dick against you. It was then that he chuckled, realizing what you were getting at.

“Oh? My my Y/n, so daring~”

He only leaned back, setting the report down and putting his hands against the couch to sit back and watch you.

“Now now, dont feel deterred, I want to see you take charge for a change.”

And so you tried.

Grinding your core against his throbbing member, he winced, the ever so calm smirk never leaving his face. So he simply watched, watched as you slowly took his shirt off your body, revealing the form he loved so much. It took all his control not to take you by the arm and carry you to the bed, a second round after last night.

But watching you struggle was oh so much better.

You fumbled with his jean buttons, hands trembling as you slowly slid them down his legs to reveal his giant member. You always had trouble fitting him in, but he always took control and made sure you were ready for him before he thrust into you.

Sliding down his boxers, you gulped, thighs trembling as you positioned his dick above your pussy.

Kaeya only chuckled as you slowly sank down into him, only taking in the tip of him before you whimpered. Your hands came to clench around the buttons of his vest, breaths coming ragged as you tried your best to lower deeper into him.

“Having trouble?”

You wanted to wipe that arrogant look off his face, fill him with pleasure and send him into the same ecstasy youd felt last night. So that he couldnt tease you about it, so that he could look at you evenly and admit that you were just as good as it as he was.

But god he was too big…

You could barely lower yourself any deeper, only reaching quarter way before the your legs shook and your inner thighs squeezed with need. But he was too much, and every little movement sent you into a fit of squeaks and whimpers.

Kaeya’s hands groped your ass, and with a sigh he slowly began to tug you further down. Slow, achingly painfully slow. You grabbed at his wrists, begging him to stop.

“Kaeya… it hurts…” you nearly sobbed, tears threatening to spilled onto your cheeks.

“Alright, I’ll leave it up to you then.”

He removed his hands, but you were now halfway through and pulling out would be just as excruciating as fully embracing him. You were stuck, thighs shaking so badly you had no option but to sink lower, legs threatening to give out on you from the sheer effort.

You mewed and whined when you couldnt stop the slow motion of your cunt taking in Kaeya’s dick. And no matter how you tried to resist and keep your thighs from taking any more of him, they always collapsed and you were back to slowly leaning deeper into him.

Finally, when you’d sank to the bottom and had fully engulfed his dick, your face was tear stained, sniffles escaping your lips. But Kaeya didnt move, staying still and refusing to help you. It took everything you had to slide up his length and collapse back on him.

Up and down, up and down, the process was torturous but you could feel the pleasure building up in your chest everytime you took him in. Even Kaeya started to enjoy it as your pace quickened, your breasts bouncing up everytime you fell down back into him.

“Kaeya…” you whimpered through lidded lashes as your hands gripped his chest. “K-Kaeya…”

He came at the same time you did, and you were left sitting on his cock more tired than before. Inner thighs trembling, your walls clenched around him. Holding back a moan, you tried to lift yourself off of him, finding yourself unable to do so.

“K-Kaeya…”

With a chuckle, he finally leaned forward. His hands gripped the soft flesh of your hips, and rubbing the swollen bruises of your inner thighs, he lifted you up, only to send you back down into him.

“My turn Y/n~”

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact oneshot #genshin kaeya #genshin x reader #genshin zhongli #genshin childe #childe x y/n #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin smut #smut #cynsbadbadnsfw

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kanaayas · 3 years

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im gonna talk about walten files now hehe

*uhm so i really like sticking to the time periods of thinhs so i try my best to reflect that on my hcs 👍*

ok my hcs:

- so pretty much the bisexual agenda wasnt nearly as prevalent in the 1960s-1970s as it is now and being gay was a HUUUGE taboo at the time (these aren’t hcs these r facts look me up) but anyways jack and felix are hella gay 4 each other but basically they don’t acknowledge it and they wouldn’t ever… and this is like at the beginning of the business

- i dont use punctuation so im making this a separate bullet point but it still goes w the other stuff ,, but jack and felix met at a bar (not a gay bar bc those werent popularized until the 70s and they were rlly secret i think) and they met in their twenties and that would be around 1950s or early 60s

- in the current canon timeline (early 70s) jack is around 47-50 when he goes missing and felix is 45

-jack and felix exchange telephone numbers at said bar and frequently visit each other and become closer and closer

- both are in college, attending the same school but having different majors

- while away at school, jack meets rosemary and they have a brief relationship but nothing serious, they end it off and jack is crushed

-felix comes over when he finds out about the breakup and then ig they do shrooms or sumn to kinda numb the pain and they end up making out but it’s not gay bc they’re high hashtag no homo pride month is over guys

- this is the same sleepover where they come up w the idea for bunny smiles,,, like they don’t remember anything from that night except for the idea of creating a restaurant with creepy ass animatronics

-felix was just cracking a joke while they were high as balls but jack actually really liked the idea and thinks about it and keeps being it up and felix is like “i wasnt actually serious, who would wanna go there anyways 😐” so he keeps bugging felix and eventually talks him into it and bounce around ideas

- anyways time gap bc im inconsistent and it’s midnight n im tired anyways they’re like 30s now but they are at a bar after a long day of planninh n working and they run into rosemary (felix doesn’t really like her bc hes in love w jack but he’s not outwardly rude to her like hes just passive aggressive like she’ll be like “i had a lovely day” and hell be like “yeah i bet you did 🙄”) and jack is HEAD OVER HEELS FOR HER… but long story short rose got pregnant and the father dipped and they go out for a couple months and a while later jack proposes and rose says yes

-the baby is obv sophie btw she doesn’t know jack isnt her bio father bc he raised her like i said the bio father dipped and that’s why she has brown hair instead of black hair like her parents

- jack and felix begin to fall out of their lil bestie friendship and transition towards a more businesslike relationship and felix HATES this bc he’s literally in love w jack

-felix goes to bar alone one night to wallow in his misery and gets hella drunk and meets linda and then they get date and get married but felix uses linda kinda as like a flex (for lack of a better word) to make it look like he’s pulling ladies too when he’s really not happy with her at all but linda really likes him

-anyways felix starts to get stressed as the restaurant idea is making major progress and starts drinking more and linda is NOT HAVING IT she hates it

-the root of felixs alcoholism is bc he’s in love with jack and then linda leaves and he goes wild #emo

-felix feels neglected when he comes to jack for help bc he’s always busy with the kids (edd and molly are babies and sophie is like 6 idk i’m too tired to calculate that)

- anyways felix is gay and jack is bi if we’re talking modern terms like felix definitely definitely liked boys 100% but wasnt like ✨ 💅 fruity like you wouldn’t have known especially since he had a wife

-jack never admitted it but he def had feelings for felix but he ultimately chose rose over him and like i said their friendship faded into more of a business partnership (dick move i know, bracing myself for slander bc felix didn’t deserve that)

im also quite a fan of jackfelixrose but im too lazy to write lore for that and it seems a little too out of canon bc polygamy was HELLA TABOO along w homosexuality,,, uhhhh if anyone sees this lmk if u want to hear more of my dumbass brainrot

ok why did i write a whole fanfiction bye

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tezzbot · 3 years

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applejack headcanons in a sort of timeline i have in my head based on the flashbacks/statements in the show lol this is gonna get long i apologise

aj is born in the sweet apple acres barn to bright mac and pear butter :D

we get the apple family reunion episode flashback where she is lichrally baby asking for apple fritters 🥺

she grows up a bit, just by family gene pool luck shes a strong little fucker and as she grows her family realises she's not just physically strong but strong willed too, it becomes a running joke that shes secretly part mule with how stubborn she can be :P

bright mac had a dog from when he was younger that he loved with all his heart, big mac loved him too but applejack thought was a grumpy old lump of a beast she just Did Not Like This Animal you know how kids can be lmaooo

applejack and big mac dont really leave the farm all that much, theyre homeschooled by their parents and granny smith so, generally they dont have that many friends their age in their childhood, they say hi and play a bit with fillies and colts they pass while helping out with deliveries, aj and rarity possibly have a few interactions through this but nothing really sticks at this point, they know each others names and thats probably it, the apple siblings are a big hit with usual customer and ponies who sell them things in the market

pear butter teaches aj how to play the guitar and she practices until her hooves hurt, her ma is very proud of her, they like to play duets when they have some alone time :] then, deciding to branch out from that applejack also picks up other instruments like the banjo and the fiddle, they find out she has quite a knack for music! (applejack is only slightly disappointed she doesnt get her cutie mark from it, but unlike applebloom would be in the future, she doesnt mind all that much, after all granny smith always said it'd come with time 😌)

not long after little applebloom is born we get the great seedling episode flashback which is a turning point in applejack, a moment like finding out santa or the tooth fairy isnt real, she matures a little bit that day, gains more of the work ethic we see in her as an adult

around this time is when bright mac and pear butter die :( i dont have a concrete headcanon on How they die but the dangerous trade routes the apples have to take to make deliveries may have had something to do with it, or maybe they were trying to protect the farm from something coming from the everfree forest, im not sure

the rest of the apple family make their way to sweet apple acres to give their condolences and help out in any way they can around the farm while our apples grieve :( its sad but it brings aj and big mac closer than they'd ever been

after shes recovered a little from that, i think aj kind of loses herself, i mean how can you not after losing both parents :(( so she decides to leave the farm in the hopes she'll be able to find herself again in manehattan, this is the cutie mark chronicles flashback and where she realises she belongs in ponyville, Runs home and gets her cutiemark

after a little bit, to help her become a little bit more social with foals her age, applejack goes to camp friendship where she meets little coloratura and the two Immediately click, aj gives her new best friend the nickname rara and they're practically inseparable the whole summer, their friendship starts to grow into something more but rara is heading back to manehatten after camp and applejack belongs back in ponyville, so they decide to give a lonb distance relationship a try, they manage to exchange letters back and forth for a long time, ultimately deciding a long distance relationship wasnt gonna work so they mutually decide to break up but still stay pen pals! after a while, the letters stop and they become just a memory in one anothers minds

sweet apple acres eventually returns to a business as usual state, with groups of relatives stopping by the farm now and again to give a helping hoof considering its now run by a late-middle aged lady, two children and a baby lol, applejack, while still doing a lot of tree bucking, is starting to take on a more maternal figure role in applebloom's life as well as being her sister, her and big mac feels more responsible and protective of the foal since she would be growing up with no ma and pa, they sort of took on those roles, applejack more intensely i guess i just see her as having strong maternal instincts embedded in her or something lol, but she for sure isnt "single mom"ing it, with granny smith and other relatives ready to take the little bugger when aj needs to get stuff done :P it takes a village and all that lmao

since at this time aj and big mac are starting to go into town more often and are free to do as they please as long as their chores get done, they start actually interacting more with teens their age in ponyville! applejack starts hanging out with fillies like rarity who she had known in passing but now could finally get to know and the cake's new apprentice and ponyvilles youngest party planner, pinkie pie

after starting to hit some awkward growth spurts as she reaches her teens lol, she starts taking an interest in the business side of the farmwork too, dealings with customers, looking into trade routes stuff like that, this is when the where the apple lies flashback takes place i fuckin love that episode please watch it, and this starts applejack's lifelong promise to never lie ever again which she keeps bc shes a legend as fuck <3

one day aj notices cloudsdale passing through probably to start preparing ponyville for the next season, and she hears a Thud coming from a row or two over from where she's working, she goes over to investigate to find a pegasus filly shaking off what aj can only assume was a crash, she asks if shes alright, n the filly is like of course i am im so tough toughest around actually thanks<3 and aj is internally like hm. this kids kinda annoying. they introduce themselves and applejack finds out rainbow dash is looking for her friend fluttershy, she likes to come down from cloudsdale to play with animals or something, but applejack hasnt seen any yellow pegasi fillies around so the little blue filly says thanks anyway and zips off at what aj can only describe as probably the speed of light, she somehow has a strange feeling this isnt gonna be the last she sees of this kid

she turns out to be right when shes invited to a happy visit to ponyville from cloudsdale party thrown for rainbow and fluttershy, apparently rainbow had bumped into pinkie while asking around ponyville for any idea where fluttershy and of course pinkie Had to make an event out of it once she had helped rainbow find her friend, the party was of course a lot of fun rainbow and aj somehow managed to turn every party game into a competition and despite their first impressions of one another they actually got along really well and gained a good amount of respect for each other, aj eventually found fluttershy sort of hiding away from most of the party and fluttershy actually opened up a little after talking with aj bc of how calming her presence was for her

over the next few years the five got to know each other quite well, anytime cloudsdale passed by rainbow and fluttershy would drop into ponyville to hang out or just say hi, and once they were old enough they moved into their ponyville houses and the five of them became just a regular friend group youd see hanging out on the streets of ponyville, fluttershy helps aj pick out a border collie puppy for help with wrangling critters on the farm (applebloom was getting too old to be sent off to mindlessly run after little animals all the time and she had started going to school so she wasnt around as much lmaoo) and just as a companion for applejack, she names her Winona :]

and then after those few years Twilight shows up! you know the rest from there :P

if i missed anything uhhh whoops<3 lol

#mlp #mlp applejack #tezztalks #mlp headcanons #might make more of these idk tho #block that tag if u dont wanna see em BDNVD #the hc tag i mean

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