#congrats again! & thanks for organizing :)

[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

Hi, I was wondering if I could request a sort of spinoff to this post? https://www.tumblr.com/k1ngdom-of-thieves/696378827069423616/hi-hii-i-like-your-blog-so-may-i-please?source=share Same prompt, but with Azul, Cater, Kalim, Jade, and Jamil?

Sure! Thank you so much for being patient

Azul, Cater, Kalim, Jade and Jamil + resting their head on reader’s lap!

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul had been so busy organizing files and signing paperwork for the cafe, that he didn’t realize how late it was getting. It was only when you walked in to his office at midnight wondering what he had been doing this whole time.

He apologized for having you stay up for him and told you to sit on one of the couches so you could still be near him. Noticing the dark circles that formed under his eyes, you tried to get him to sit with you so he could rest a little.

The entrepreneur tries to deny and continue with his work, but you wouldn’t listen to it. Eventually, he gave in, seeing how you were so adamantly telling him to relax.

At first, it just started off as him leaning on your shoulder, but it soon led to him resting his head on your lap. Usually he would never do something like this, but he looks so serene and happy with you.

“Only you could make me do this in my own office. If Jade or Floyd saw this, I’d never hear the end of it.”

Cater Diamond

Cater was coming back from an incredibly long day of classes; three tests, a science lab, and the music club after school. Needless to say, he’s exhausted.

He comes straight to you after all of it and practically throws himself into your arms. Congrats. You’ve been officially caught in the famous “Cater Capture.”

After a while of you two standing around, you asked him if he wanted to sit down. He agreed and asked if he could put his head in your lap.

He lets you play with his hair as he rambles about his day and just talk about random thoughts he had. If you keep playing with his hair, he might end up falling asleep.

“Hey, keep that up and I might just fall asleep! I’m just kidding; you know I love ya, right?

Kalim Al Asim

Kalim is, without a doubt, a very upbeat guy. He is also someone who is very found of physical touch.

Him coming to rest his head on your lap is a fairly common occurrence compared to doing it with the other guys. It usually happens when it’s just you and him hanging out somewhere.

Once, you two were stargazing when he put his head in your lap and started talking to you about the little things that happened that day. Things like funny things he saw, gifts he would like to buy you, and anything else that came up in his mind.

Sometimes if he’s really bored, he’ll take some of his accessories (like his earrings and headscarf) and try to put them on you without getting up. It usually doesn’t look that great but hey, you’re having fun!

“Okay, I think I got it now! Oh, oh no. It’s slipping off again. How about you try putting it on me this time!”

Jade Leech

Jade isn’t the type of guy to just put his head in your lap on a whim. He will, however, do it gladly if you ask him to.

He’ll take you hand and put it on his cheek while you talk to him. If you get flustered, he’ll start chuckling while he waits for you to finish what you were saying.

He will keep a conversation with you like nothing had changed. He’s talking about daily events like his head isn’t delicately placed on your lap.

This guy won’t even get up if someone were to walk into the room. He will get up if he sees that you’re uncomfortable, though.

“Hmm? No, I haven’t seen Azul. I- oh? I noticed you looked flustered, I can get up now if you’d like. Alright, I’ll see you later then.”

Jamil Viper

Jamil putting his head in your lap is something that very rarely happens. Your gonna have to ask him when there’s no one around and at night. He’ll get flustered and say no otherwise.

There’s just something special with the calm look in his eyes when it’s just the two of you alone. The slight smile he has when you two crack jokes.

If you two are fairly close, he’ll let you mess with his hair a little. Just a little, though. His hair takes forever to de-tangle.

He’ll offer to let you rest on his lap as well, as a way to repay you. Whether you take him up on that offer is up to you.

“I never thought I’d be able to relax like this. Thank you for giving me this chance.”

#twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst azul #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #cater diamond #twst cater #cater diamond x reader #twst kalim #kalim al asim x reader #kalim al asim #twst jade #jade leech #jade leech x reader #jamil viper x reader #twst jamil #jamil viper

[doumadono]

ONCE AGAIN CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE !! 🩷

i’d like to request a blurb with the sfw prompt “one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze” with dabi x fem!reader ^_^

"I don't hate it" - Dabi x Reader

Synopsis: both you and Dabi harbored feelings for each other, yet neither of you had summoned the courage to confess. Until now A/N: thank you so much for the congratulations, dear! I hope you'll enjoy this little blurb ♥

MASTERLIST

In the dimly lit hideout of the League of Villains, the air was thick with tension as Tomura Shigaraki laid out his latest plan against hero society.

You, a devoted member of the organization, were seated next to Dabi, trying to focus on the meeting, but your thoughts kept drifting to him.

Dabi, with his stoic demeanor and sarcastic remarks, had always been an enigma. You admired his boldness and feared his unpredictability, but there was something about him that intrigued you. Little did you know, he felt the same way about you, but neither of you had ever spoken about it.

As Shigaraki continued speaking, a sudden wave of exhaustion washed over you. You sighed softly, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of planned actions. Without thinking, you leaned your head onto Dabi's shoulder, seeking comfort from the turmoil inside you.

For a moment, the room seemed to freeze. You could feel Dabi's tense body beside you, his stoic facade faltering as he processed the unexpected gesture. He didn't react negatively, but he didn't reciprocate either. Instead, he sat there frozen, trying to understand the strange warmth that spread through him.

You immediately regretted your impulsive action, fearing you had crossed a boundary. But to your surprise, Dabi didn't push you away. His silence spoke volumes, and you dared to steal a glance at him. His usual hard gaze softened just a fraction, revealing a vulnerability you had never seen before.

"What's this about?" Dabi finally grumbled, his voice tinged with a hint of discomfort.

You bit your lip nervously, searching for the right words. "I… I'm just tired. It's been a long day, and now this meeting… We're sitting here for past two hours," you mumbled, hoping he wouldn't see through your flimsy excuse.

Dabi's gaze lingered on you for a moment longer. "Fine, just don't make a habit out of it," he muttered, his stoicism returning as he turned his attention back to the meeting.

Your heart sank, convinced that you had made a mistake. You cursed yourself for being so foolish and vowed to keep your distance from now on. But as the meeting dragged on, you found it increasingly difficult to ignore the warmth radiating from Dabi's shoulder, due to the quirk he possessed.

As Shigaraki continued with the meeting, you couldn't help but notice Twice and Toga exchanging glances. Their eyes darted between you and Dabi.

Toga's eyes widened, her lips curving into a sly smile as she blinked a few times. She had always been perceptive, and seeing you resting your head on Dabi's shoulder seemed to trigger her suspicions. With a mischievous grin, she leaned closer to Twice, whispering something in his ear. He chuckled softly, his eyes still lingering on you and Dabi, but with an added glint of amusement.

As the League members continued to disperse, Tomura glanced over at Toga, who was still teasingly grinning at you and Dabi. He let out an exasperated sigh, trying to redirect the group's attention back to the matter at hand. "Toga, enough with the distractions. Focus on the meeting," Tomura said sternly.

Toga pouted, but she obeyed.

As the meeting concluded, the League members dispersed, leaving you and Dabi alone in the room. The silence felt heavy, and you were about to make a hasty exit when Dabi's voice broke through.

"Hey, wait," he called out, his tone uncharacteristically hesitant.

You turned to face him, your heart pounding in your chest. "Yeah?"

Dabi's usual stoic expression wavered, and he seemed to be grappling with his emotions. "Look, about earlier…" he trailed off, his gaze flickering away for a moment before returning to meet yours. "I don't hate it," he admitted, his voice softer than you had ever heard it.

Confused, you tilted your head slightly, unsure of what he meant. "You don't hate what?"

He hesitated again before finally confessing, "Having you close like that. It wasn't bad."

Your breath caught in your throat, realizing that Dabi hadn't rejected your touch earlier. In fact, he had felt something too. A warm blush crept onto your cheeks, and you found yourself leaning closer to him once again, your head resting on his shoulder.

Dabi tensed for a moment, but this time, he didn't freeze. Instead, he relaxed into the contact, his arm hesitantly wrapping around your shoulder.

"I guess… I don't hate it either," you whispered, feeling a newfound connection between you.

divider by: @cafekitsune

#dabi #dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #dabi fluff #mha fluff #mha x reader #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #dabi x reader fluff #touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader #toga himiko #twice #shigaraki tomura #request completed #x reader #dabi fic #dabi my hero academia

[starsandhughes]

Penalty Box Series— Bonus Editions: Captain Quinn

22-23 Season/Summer Masterlist

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yourusername laideez, non-laideez, gremlins, hockey babes, and everyone in between, allow me to introduce you to, CAPTAIN QUINN “HUGGY BEAR” HUGHES OF THE VANCOUVER CANUCKS!

quintin, i’ve been DYING to get this one off my chest since the second you called me with the news and i’m so beyond ecstatic that i woke up today knowing that your captaincy would be announced! i knew it with my whole butt that tocc and the rest of the canucks organization would pick you after the family dinner with them last week. (p.s. thanks for buying a margarita <3)

you said that this honor isn’t the end to your learning and that you’re excited to learn more about yourself through this great new opportunity, and i can’t wait to be there right beside you (from various hundreds of miles away at any given time)!

congratulations on being a single father! i’m so proud of you, captain best friend! mwah! you’re going to do amazing things this season, and i can’t wait to see what they are🩵 i love you!

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#penalty box series #penalty box series: bonus editions #quinn hughes #quinn hughes edit #quinn hughes insta edit #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes imagine #jack hughes #luke hughes #trevor zegras #captain quinn hughes #jamie drysdale #cole caufield #alex turcotte #vancouver canucks

[andioop1852]

An idea for Task 141 x male reader. (Platonic)

What if male reader used to work for some bad guys organization cause he needed the money. There has been times where task 141 were so close to getting him but he escapes.

Male reader is quiet, introverted, and pretty friendly.

He ALWAYS wears a mask that looks like a wolf, and he never takes it off. No one knows how he looks behind the mask.

Time passes by and he no longer works for them anymore (due to Task 141 destroying the organization) and lives a normal life as a stripper. (Still with the same mask) and has a husband.

Until one day, Laswell is like “we need his help” and Task 141 are not happy but they didn’t have a choice. Male reader is panicking behind the mask, overthinking that it might be a trap, while Task Force 141 just want the mission to end quickly so they don’t have to see him again.

The mission is a simple ‘get back the stolen data.” During the mission, male reader made his own plan which shocked the rest. I imagine that male reader picked the options that were ‘useless’ to make a way faster route. He didn’t need to kill anyone. Imagine their surprise when they reached the room to see male reader already done with the computer. This kind off earned the respect of the Task Force.

During the car ride, male reader would just be staring out the window and Soap asks why he was in with the enemy organization in which he says “It’s personal…”

Someone asks about the mask: “…I dunno, I just feel safe wearing it. And my fans seem to like it. *smirks*”

Price asks him to join the task force (jokingly or serious) but he turns it down, saying that he wants to live a quiet life with his husband.

Someone asks about how long they were married: “It’s gonna be 2 years in about a week.” “Congrats Lobo.” “…Thank you.”

Edit: If any of the guys refer to male reader as sergeant or any soldier name, he’ll respond “Just call me Lobo, I don’t work for the military.”

Also if you want to include the husband, but have no idea what he’ll be like, I got an idea for ya. Name is Freddy, he’s a househusband who works as those people who draw comics on their lifes. He’s soft spoken, friendly, a bit shy, and says sorry a lot.

Edit 2: I just thought of something, what if reader did got captured and arrested, but got bailed out thanks to his husband? Maybe reader left a note for his husband that there’s a good chunk of money in a certain spot that can bail him out.

#simon riley x male reader #cod x male reader #mw2 x male reader #soap x male reader #call of duty x male reader #captain price x male reader #john price x male reader #gaz x male reader #task force 141 x male reader

[kazumist]

CONGRATS ON HITTING 100 WOOOOOOOOO <3 !!!! pomegranate tea with dainsleif for your event? :3

note: hehe thank u all !! :D compiled all of these together since it's the same prompt either way and to make it just a tad bit more organized :')

prompt: pomegranate tea; at what point did they know they loved their s/o?

100 milestone event: closed!

scaramouche — !

he realized it when it just suddenly occurred to him that, despite his attitude and his flaws, you accepted him nonetheless and had always loved him with such care. receiving such affection is a bit hard for scaramouche at first; after all, experiencing romance was one of the last things he expected to happen. but how can he not fall in love? that’s all you’ve been giving him: love, love, love— it was one of scaramouche’s fears back then, yet now it is one of the things he’s most grateful for.

diluc — !

when he saw you asleep on the couch near the fireplace. it was already past midnight by the time diluc got home from his duties as the ever-popular "dark knight hero" of mondstadt. he has seen you sleep in the exact same location many times, but during this moment, it just dawned on him—he’s so lucky to have you as his partner. the thought of you waiting for him at home when he’s out late warms his heart.

dainsleif — !

he realized it during that one time, he got fatally injured and saw the fear in your eyes. he hates the fact that he’s hurt so badly; he doesn’t want to see that glint of fear in your eyes ever again. the thought of you being scared because of his injuries scares him too. he'll take better care of himself, for both you and him.

alhaitham — !

albeit kind of strange, but alhaitham realized he loved you when you were simply just reading in silence with him. you were both focused on your own books, but you were resting your head on his shoulder while you read. this tranquility makes a smile tug on alhaitham’s lips. no words needed to be said, but the fact that he knows that you enjoy this type of pastime too—it’s something he cherishes dearly.

cyno — !

cyno thinks he already knew this before but only accepted it now. the fact that you tolerate his stupid jokes, play tcg with him when he asks, it’s all silly to hear really. even before becoming a couple you were already like this towards each other, cyno telling a corny joke and you just rolling your eyes at him. but now that you’re officially together… it’s all different. however, if cyno believes that he knew this at that point, it must have meant that he had already fallen in love with you.

#( writings ) #astronetwrk #favoniuslibrary #( aki hits — 100! ) #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #diluc x reader #dainsleif x reader #alhaitham x reader #cyno x reader #scaramouche #wanderer #diluc #dainsleif #alhaitham #cyno #alhaitham AGAIN god i can never stop #idl if i should be proud of this one ngl like im so 50 50 on it lol #redid tags bc i forgot my Event tag :') thsi is so sad #from: k-zu #from: anon #from: niverine

[rhey-007]

The Mystery of Love

Fernando Alonso family fluff

|| P7 of Fernando Alonso x goth mommy!reader

• | social media au

Summary: You and Fernando finally make your relationship public.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, family fluff, female reader

A/N: Enjoy another part of The Mystery of Love. I know I was supposed to post it two weeks ago but I felt like shit and didn't manage to finish it... 😔 And I have to stop promising things, ik no one read them but still.

If you'd like to be added to the tag list let me know! ☺

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•y/n._.l/n: finally managed to convince •fernandoalo_oficial for some dress up! 🤭🥰

•user1: Nando as a goth is something we all needed 😍

•user2: you guys slayed, as always!

•user3: real life Morticia and Gomes! 💞

•landonorris: DAMN! grandpa looking good!

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: language!

→ •landonorris: sorry 🤭😋

→ •user3: Nando definitely mad over grandpa not damn lol

•user4: now the only thing we need is a goth family photo shoot! 😍

•user5: you're too old for this, it's just childish

→ •user6: oh shut up you know nothin

→ •user7: they're adults they can dress however they want

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•kl.au_s: ⛷️🏂🏔

•mickkschumacher: beautiful! next time I'm going with ya!

→ •user7: MICK NO!

→ •user8: HAVE YOU NOT LEARNT ANYTHING???

→ •user9: Fernando hasn't either....

→ •user10: no driver had.....

•lance_stroll: and to thinks pops still has strength for skiing 🤔

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: what are you talking about, I have lots of energy not only for skiing 😉

→ •kl.au_s: 💀

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•aussiegrit: a little trip with friends 😃🏕🚴

•kl.au_s: UNCLE MARK NOOO BSJDHJRNDLSF

→ •aussiegrit: did I do something wrong? 😔

→ •user11: uncle?

→ •user12: just wait and he'll call Nando dad

•user13: IS THAT FERNANDO AND Y/N KISSING IN THE BACKGROUND???

→ •user14: oh my god it is!

•user15: 🚨SPOILER ALERT🚨

→ •user16: Markie definitely should've put a spoiler alert 🫠

•user16: not Mark leaking what everyone already knew 😭

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•y/n._.l/n: I'm not a fan of big birthday parties but I couldn't be more grateful for Fernie and the boys throwing a HUUUGE dinner just for me and accept me and my sons into their racing family. I love all of you, but especially my boo Fernando 🥰💞 Thank you once again!

(ans please don't come for Mark, he tried his best :) )

•user17: FINALLY

•user18: couldn't you announce it earlier? It was so obvious from the very beginning

→ •user19: chill, maybe they just didn't feel like it

•user20: exactly, not everyone has to be ready for something like this right away

•jensonbutton: for what this announcement? 🤨didn't everyone already know?

→ •y/n._.l/n: 🤦‍♀️

•susiewolff: Congrats on finally getting the courage to tell the world! 💞

•aussiegrit: amazing party!

→ •landonorris: of course it was! after all I was the one who organized it 💅

→ •carlossainz55: oi! you didn't do it alone! > : (

→ •maxverstappen1: exactly!

→ •oscarpiastri: kids calm down 🙄

→ •y/n._.l/n: exactly.

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•fernandoalo_oficial: sweet 40 🤭🥳🎉💝

•aussiegrit: best party ever!

•user21: that looks so fun 😭😩

•user22: Y/N looking exceptionally good! 💗

→ •user23: as she always does 😍👑

•y/n._.l/n: thank you baby! ☺😘

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: everything for you honey~ ❤

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•y/n._.l/n: I'm so glad I've met you 💞

•lilimhe: yes mama!!! you two are so cuuuute!

→ •y/n._.l/n: you and Alex too!!! 😘

→ •alex_albon: of course we are! 😁 <3

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[fernsnailz]

quick shop update!

due to the upcoming global strikes/protests for Palestine, i’ve decided i will be closing my shop early. my shop is now closing February 17th (tomorrow) at 11:59pm. if you still want to pre-order the standee or grab any other items from my shop, please do so today or tomorrow!

to everyone that didn't order a standee, i will have your package shipped by this weekend! my business cards haven't arrived and my printer is out of ink so congrats you guys get really shitty handwritten thank you notes with squeak or chao doodles lol

thank you all for your support! my shop will be back later in the year with these items again. in the meantime, consider donating to an organization or family in Palestine, educate about the history and culture of Palestine, and find a protest near you!

#i think some will start striking tomorrow (17th) but most sources i've seen say the week-long strike begins the 18th #snailz shop

[arvensimp]

your father should know, pt. 3

Arven leaves you with something more than either of you bargained for when he goes off to Kalos for an internship, and through a series of miscommunications and heartbreak, he returns a few years later to learn that he actually has a child.

arven x fem!reader, nsfw content (in pt. 1), pregnancy (pts. 1, 2, & 2.5), angst, and stupid miscommunications

[part 1][part 2][part 2.5]

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY I'M BACK. pls be aware that this got WAY too long so it's gonna have to be another part or two before we actually get to the happy ending that i promised. yes this will still have a happy ending. i won't hurt arven or the baby like this lolol. the skeleton for the rest of the fic is already written, i just need to flesh it out, given it some muscle, organs, and maybe cute accessories.

ANYWAY I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS PART. please thank my mega awesome beta Katie for her help with this too. she's my rock.

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The ceiling rattles.

"So. How'd you get here today?"

"I, uh... I took my cyclizar?"

Rika nods and takes note of the answer. The not-so-distant sound of muffled battling can be heard through the thick walls of the League building.

"What brings you to the Pokemon League today?" Rika goes on as if nothing is happening.

"Badda!" The little one sitting on her lap shouts. Rika pats his head without looking away from the student in front of her. "Shh. Let her answer my questions first."

Basil babbles a bit in response, some of his words making sense.

"To...become a champion?" The student replies.

"Good, good..." Rika continues on with the rest of the interview, asking different questions and going back and forth with the kid in front of her.

"Okay," She says later, now addressing Basil. "Now you can ask her a question."

"What?" The student asks.

"Not you." Rika corrects tersely. "Go on, Munchkin. Ask the champ-in-the-making whatever you want."

"Um... " Basil seems to think for a moment, but then he gets shy and hides his face against Rika's torso.

The student blanches. "I... I-I'm sorry? Did I do something wrong?"

"Pssh, nah. He just gets timid sometimes is all. But let's see..." Rika leans into Basil and speaks soft and sweet to him. "Whaddya think, Munchkin?" She gives his tummy a bit of a tickle, making him laugh and open up a bit. "Does this kid pass our test?" Rika keeps tickling him as he shrieks with laughter.

"Uh....Is...is that a yes?" The student eventually asks.

Rika pauses, then stands with all the pomp and importance of one in her station, propping the baby up in her arms.

"Yeah, I'd say so." She announces casually, in stark contrast to the serious air she feigned just a moment ago. "Congrats, Kid. You've passed your first test." She holds out a hand to shake and makes sure that Basil also gets to shake too.

Never too soon to start teaching the ins and outs of professionalism or whatever.

"Before you move on to the next step, you'll just need to wait a few minutes for his mama to finish her battle with one of your peers. Once she has him back, I can start your battle test. Sound good?"

The student nods, and sure enough within a few minutes, you arrive through the elevator and greet the room cheerily.

"We've got quite a few challengers today, it seems!" You announce as you take Basil from Rika. The boy had been making grabby hands for you the moment the elevator doors had opened, speaking in broken little syllables of his desire to be in your arms again.

You boop his little nose and smoosh your mouth to his pudgy cheeks in a kiss. "I wasn't gone that long, Sweet Boy!" You tell him. "Were you good for Auntie Rika?"

You look to the woman in question for her assessment.

"He did great. He's getting a real knack for these interviews, I tell you what. Asks some pretty insightful questions, right, Kid?" She says jokingly, turning to the student.

"What?" The kid looks between the three of you. "Oh! Um. ...What? Is this another test?"

Rika laughs. "Everything here is a test."

The student blanches a bit. "Oh... Then. Um. What was the question again?"

Rika ruffles the kid's hair. "Yeah, that's about par for the course. Don't worry about it. You're doing fine." She turns to face you. "For real though, Basil was great. He ate all his snacks and took a great long nap earlier and slept through all the noise of the battling. Super well behaved.” You smile at the comments, your heart swelling with pride as Rika goes on. “So you're headed out then?"

You nod, adjusting Basil on your hip as he starts to fiddle with a button on his overalls.

"Yup. Today's the day!"

Rika whistles. "Well good luck. Lemme know if you end up needing anything, yeah?"

You nod. "Thanks, will do. It should be fine though. Basil, say 'bye-bye!'"

"Bye-aye!" He mimics, waving at Rika.

"Say 'Good luck, Challenger!'"

"Goobuh, tsaduh!"

You laugh and ruffle his hair while the student gives him a determined thumbs up.

"Good job." You murmur into his sweet little head.

You grab the rest of yours and Basil's things and leave the Pokemon League building. You thought it'd do your team some good to get some energy out before their big event today, so you convinced Rika to let you take on some of the Champion Testing battles.

Within an hour or so, you're in the meadows out by Medali with a picnic set up.

Basil is seated in a bouncing little chair that meets the height of the picnic table, and you're finishing up the preparation of food for him and the pokemon.

You kneel down to help him handle his sippy cup.

"Are you excited, my littlest?" You ask him, as he babbles happily. "I'm excited, too."

It had taken you a decent amount of time to build up your courage to quite this stage.

Sure, all your Pokemon met Basil back when he was just a little potato of a thing, barely had his eyes open and could really only eat, sleep, cry, and sometimes pull your hair. But you knew back then that having your Pokemon out and about in the house, within the grasp of a little person who could easily get hurt or unintentionally piss them off was a recipe for trouble.

So your Pokemon were temporarily kept separate from your son for everyone's sake. Of course you still saw them and cared for them and battled with them, but never when Basil was around.

Now he's...he's more like a real person. Now he can run around and play. He's still learning words, but he has thoughts and can speak for himself and understand many things about the world around him. Sometimes so much so that it surprises you!

So. You can trust him enough and teach him how to behave around Pokemon.

You know your team as well as, if not better than, you know your son. You know they won't hurt him.

Still... Tinkaton's hammer is so heavy...and Skeledirge's flames burn so hot... And Raidon...

But no!

You can't keep your loves apart like this any longer!

It feels like it's been ages.

You look back to Basil and swipe your thumb across his cheek where some juice left him sticky.

"Oh, you sweet creature. Are you ready to meet Mama's friends?"

"Mama!" He chatots back to you.

"Okay, Basil." You lay out all six PokeBalls before him. "Take your pick for who you wanna meet first, okay?"

Your boy regards the PokeBalls with shining, eager eyes. He's seen these before. Chubby fingers grasp at a red and white ball. Your oldest.

"Oooh, that's a good one, my love." You say, rolling the ball gently along the table's surface with a single finger, though never removing it from Basil's grip.

"My very, very best friend is inside here." You lean in close and whisper dramatically, making Basil giggle. "But you won't tell the others, yea? He and I have been together for longer than anyone else. He's super excited to meet you. Wanna say hello?"

Basil nods.

"Can you hand me the PokeBall?"

He picks it up, having to hold it with both hands as he maneuvers the thing to your outstretched palm.

"Very good, Basil! Alright. Let's meet Skeledirge!"

You toss the ball into the air, with only a little more than your usual flare that you have when you battle, and the big, beautiful crocodile materializes with a thud on the ground in front of the table. It rears back on its hind legs and gives a mighty roar.

Basil, for his part, stands as best he's able in his chair, with you holding a supporting hand behind his back, to watch the spectacle, clapping his hands at the pokemon before him.

"Keledur!" He shrieks, delighted, before moving to climb down and onto the ground.

You lift him up easily enough and prop him against your hip, but Basil wants no part of being held when something so cool is nearby. "Whoa whoa whoa, wiggle wurmple." You tell him. "We gotta learn how to say hello to Skeledirge, yeah?"

"Hello, Skel'dur!" Basil mimics automatically, still squirming.

Skeledirge has the patience and wherewithal to stay planted while you wrangle the little one to stand in your lap as you sit cross legged in front of the Pokemon.

"Okay, Basil. Now, you need to be gentle with Pokemon. They're our friends, so we always need to be nice. Can you say 'nice'?" You take both of his hands in yours.

"Mm..." He corrects the sound. "Nnnnice!"

"Very nice! Good job! So when we pet Pokemon, we have to be very nice." You help him lean in toward Skeledirge, placing his hand on the Pokemon's nose, just to the side of the tiny firebird, which graciously hops out of the way. "See? Nice. Gentle..." You help him repeat the petting motion.

Basil squeals delightedly, petting Skeledirge's snout as he stomps his feet between your legs.

The Pokemon grumbles softly and shuts his eyes, relaxing into the ground a bit.

"Aw, Skel'dur go slee'?" Basil asks you, as he keeps petting the massive creature. "'Ats okay, Skel'dur. You go slee'. Shh... Shh..."

"Good job, Basil..." You tell him, whispering into the soft bits of fluffy hair behind his ears. "You're being so nice to Skeledirge! While he naps, do you wanna try and meet someone else?"

Basil turns to face you and nods excitedly, gripping the hem of his shirt in his little hands.

You stand and lead him back to the table where the other balls are.

Once again, Basil selects a red and white PokeBall. Briefly you wonder why he doesn't care for any of your specialty balls, but you decide not to question it.

He holds the thing tight in both hands.

"Okay, Bas', that's another really good one! I mean, they're all stellar, obviously, but this one is fun. This Pokemon and I also go way back. All the way back to..." Your heart clenches a bit, but you push past it quickly. "The very start of my journey! A very special person gave me this Pokemon."

Is it bad that you haven't brought up Arven to Basil yet? He isn't that old yet... Not even two yet. He hasn't asked about a papa or a daddy... So? You just kinda let it ride.

"How about you throw the PokeBall this time, huh? Give it a shot. Just throw the ball, hard as you can." You mime the motion to him.

Basil nods solemnly, looking to the ball, then he takes a deep breath and chucks it with a shout!

Or.

Well, he...

He kinda tries to chuck it.

In reality, the ball falls to the ground beneath his feet. It doesn't really matter though because the reddish glow of the releasing pokemon is still able to distance itself from the pair of you as Raidon materializes upright and gives a full body shake, making a chirring sound. 

Basil stands in awe of the dragon that towers over the pair of you.

"Big!" He shouts, and you laugh.

"Yup! It's a big pokemon! This is Raidon!" You pat the creature lovingly along its shoulder, encouraging it to return to all fours. It eyes Basil up and down curiously, tilting its head from side to side. The sight of your baby helps bring it back down to earth a bit, and once it's on all fours again, you kneel to Basil's level.

"Now Raidon is really cool because--"

Basil shrieks, and your heart jolts momentarily before you realize it's a cry of laughter as the pokemon presses its snout up against his chest, chittering happily at him.

Your gaze softens, watching Basil pet along the dragon's snout, just as he had with Skeledirge.

"Good job... We always wanna be nice to pokemon, yeah?" You eventually say, petting along Raidon's shoulder and back.

Basil nods but doesn't take his wide, shining eyes from the creature in front of him.

"So... One of the neat things about this Pokemon is that..."

-

Just like both of his parents, Basil falls in love with Pokemon quickly and whole-heartedly. He's just as eager to meet everyone else on the team as they are to meet him!

Basil makes sure to play nicely and pay keen attention, or as good attention as his developing brain can make out. When someone shuts their eyes, they've "gone to sleep," so they're done playing. If someone is bouncing around, they can still play! He especially likes trying to kick around the little ball you brought along with them.

The Pokemon are also all very gentle with him. Not that you doubted any of them, really. Well, maybe Tinkaton, a little bit... But even then! They seem to understand their strength and how to tone it down for play with a teensy human.

When the sun starts to set later that evening, and Basil's eyes start to droop as his hands lose their grip on the last few bites of his cut up sandwich, you decide it might just be time to head in.

You recall all the pokemon to their balls, pack up the picnic, tuck your boy into his stroller and get started on the trek back to your apartment.

-

You're not alone.

You're not alone.

You're not alone.

You repeat the phrase like a mantra.

You're not alone.

You know that.

Not in, like, a spiritual sense or whatever, or even in the literal sense. You're fully aware that you have your little boy with you nearly at all times.

But you're not alone in raising him.

There's Nemona and Rika who are consistently proving themselves and trying to outdo one another as Best Tía of All Time.

There's Clavell who is always happy to take Basil for an afternoon when you're busy on research business for the academy.

Even Larry has taken your boy once or twice. You recall once how he gave a small sort of half smile when he took the stroller from your hands and waved you off.

"It's fine." He'd said, "He makes good company at meals."

"He can barely talk?"

"Exactly."

So.

Yeah.

You're not alone in parenthood.

Except when you are.

And...you currently are.

It's late at night. Well past Basil's usual bedtime. Past any time you'd feel comfortable asking a friend for an extra set of hands.

You can't blame Basil. Not really.

This isn't his fault. He's a good, sweet boy. He isn't even two yet, and he's already so smart.

Sometimes you even forget how little he is because he's so smart and perceptive.

That's your fault.

So... Maybe you jumped the gun a bit.

Maybe it was too soon for Basil to have a pokemon of his own.

Maybe you didn't realize how tricky it was raising a pokemon in tandem with a toddler.

How was Basil to know that dog pokemon can't eat raisins?

How were you to know he'd figured out how to open up the pantry?

You'd only been in the other room for a few minutes, changing into your pajamas and brushing your teeth when Basil had slowly pushed open your bedroom door, shuffling from foot to foot.

"Mama... Buddy frowed up..."

So...here you are, after a tearful admission on your son’s part, rushing your sweet baby's maschiff to the closest Pokemon Center.

Basil is inconsolable in your lap as the taxi flies. Your attempts to calm him fall on entirely deaf ears, partly due to the fact that he's crying so loudly that even the Taxi Driver can barely hear anything. You’ll have to tip him really well.

Basil is a good, sweet boy. He really is, but the situation isn’t aided in the slightest when he flails about in his tantrum, bashing your nose with one of his tiny fists more than hard enough to draw blood. Beyond the pain and having to hold back your own tears for your boy’s sake, you also have to calm the rage, the fear, the panic building in your heart that makes you want to scream. You also have to stanch the blood haphazardly, pressing your tender face to your shoulder, while Basil bawls out his apologies to you.

Maybe if someone else were around, someone could have been watching Basil while you changed.

Maybe if someone else was around, they could have stayed home with him while you rushed off to the Pokemon Center.

Maybe if someone else was around, they could have talked you out of letting your baby boy have a pokemon of his own.

Maybe if someone else was around, you could allow yourself to panic a bit, too.

As it stands, you need to be the sole pillar of support here. No one is here to give you a hanky to wipe at your nose or dab at the unshed tears in your eyes. No one can rub your back soothingly and let you know it’s okay, help you calm your racing heart. No one is there to help quell the nauseous churning in your stomach.

It hits you then that you’d been so busy today that you hadn’t eaten dinner. Again. An empty belly certainly didn’t help the situation.

You try to take a breath. At least, a breath through your mouth.

Buddy the Maschiff (newly hatched as of a few weeks ago from an egg that had been sitting in your box for so long you'd had no idea what was even inside) will be fine, you tell yourself. They'll get him to keep throwing up or whatever needs to happen to get the rest of the raisins out of his system.

Basil will be fine. Maybe a little scared, but fine.

You will be fine. You'll keep the food up higher. No, the raisins were plenty high. Basil pushed a chair. You'll lock the pantry. No, that's crazy, you don't want to restrict food like that. You'll... You'll...

You'll calm down after maybe a few hours of sleep and a snack, maybe. Then you'll be able to think straight again. Maybe.

It's hard doing this alone.

--

"Okay, I think I'm set to go then!"

"Aw, babe, that's great! You sure you don't want me coming along?"

Arven sighs, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. "I'm fine, really. I'm just packing up the rest of my stuff from my old storage unit in Mesagoza and coming right back here."

"Coming back to me, you mean?" His companion brazenly flirts. Arven lets it slide. He opens the door of the company car and steps out to the rush of the Lumiose City airport.

"I'll see you when I get back."

"Text me, babe!" She pushes, smiling wide, but Arven is already walking away.

He doesn't... He doesn't mean to be distant to the clingy woman. He's just...a little nervous for this trip is all. Paldea was the only home he ever knew before now, and he finally got the courage to leave for this Kalosian job. He was ready to grow from beneath the shadows of his world renowned parents and League Champion friends. He was ready to find something for himself and come into his own! And he’s done that! He’s still doing that! But it came at the cost of seemingly all of his friends back in Paldea. After your argument and subsequent blocking, everyone else dropped off like venonats not terribly long afterward. It really stung, and it still stings. Arven isn’t entirely sure what to expect when he returns to his home region. Has anyone been following his success? Will anyone even be happy to see him? Should he really just lay low, pack up his stuff, and spirit himself away like he was never even there? Somehow a Galarian goodbye feels worse than not even trying to rekindle a connection with some of his old pals.

Then again, none of this is an excuse to be rude to the woman who gave him a ride. She's been nothing but nice to him the last few years, serving as his PR rep at Bon Applintit. Maybe he should be nicer? Maybe he should finally cave and take her out on that date she's been seemingly begging for... He assumes she probably has some hand in the neat little reputation he's built online for himself as this chef-influencer guy.

Not that he really thinks it totally suits him entirely, but folks seem to really like his content, especially when he pairs human and pokemon food together, showing off how amazing Mabosstiff is.

That's really what it is at the end of the day, he figures. Mabosstiff is the real star of the show.

Not that he's bad, or something! He’s put a lot of effort the last few years into unlearning some of his old, unhelpful thought patterns. It's just... People love dogs, and Mabosstiff is the best!

So he's really lucky. He's hit a pocket of internet fame, and the company is keeping him on longer than his current contract. Kalos has been kind to him so far... It seems like a good place to plant roots, so... He may as well pack up the last bits of his life from Paldea and haul it off now.

The flight to Mesagoza barely takes any time. Boarding and disembarking truthfully take longer than total time in the air, but that's fine.

Arven steps into the streets and...

He's pleasantly surprised by how nice it feels to hear his own language again.

Kalosian isn't bad. He's gotten much better at it, really, even if he wasn't great with foreign languages back in his classes with Salvatore...

Maybe he should thank him? Or apologize? No, thanking him would probably be better.

Plus, if he stops by the school, he could see Clavell and Saguaro.

He wouldn't have to walk by his old apartment next to his storage unit yet.

The last place he hung out with you.

He won't have to think about how you weirdly got angry and shut him out after he had to cancel a few video calls.

He won't have to think about how empty his old place is. How he misses all his peers in his age group. How everyone else ended up dropping off within the year after you blocked him.

He won't have to think about his parents' old belongings that he needs to either pack up and move or toss.

...Yeah, stopping by the academy to see some of his old teachers might be nice.

Plus, Mabosstiff might like to check out the old stomping grounds again.

Arven makes the turn toward the massive set of looming stairs and releases his pokemon from his ball. The dog, for his part, takes a moment to slowly swivel his head from side to side, as if not quite believing his surroundings. He looks up at his person and tilts his head, one of his ears flopping inside out.

Arven laughs and pats his head, fixing the ear in the process. "Yeah, Bud." He says with a smile. "We're ho--...back for a bit. Wanna go stop by school? I bet Saguaro will have some treats for you."

Mabosstiff boofs loudly and gives a bounce--or, as much of a bounce as a dog of his size can really give--before bounding up the stairs. The sight makes Arven laugh even louder, taking after his pokemon, but Mabosstiff is much faster. He gets to the mezzanine landing in no time flat before pausing, his nose held high in the air. Mabosstiff clearly sniffs for several seconds before catching the smell of something and taking off like a bolthund, not bothering to wait for Arven to meet him.

"Hey! Buddy!" The man shouts after his pokemon, picking up the pace, but Mabosstiff pays him no heed and is out of sight within seconds.

The rational part of Arven's mind knows that Mesagoza's Academy is a safe place for pokemon, and that Mabosstiff knows how to handle himself, but at the same time, he can't help but worry just the tiniest bit as he rushes onward and upward along the stairway to try and catch up.

The tiny seed of worry sprouts and grows when he hears Mabosstiff's growling bark and a tiny shriek of a cry not long after.

"Mabosstiff!" He shouts, finally scaling the last of the stairs, doing his best to stave off the feeling of being winded. He isn't the teenager who used to traverse the region anymore, after all. His eyes dart along the courtyard, looking for a massive black cloud along the grass.

"Mabosstiff!" He shouts again, before another screech draws his attention to one of the benches where his dog seems to be perched on top of something.

"Mabosstiff, stop that now!" He calls over, running toward the scene. As he approaches, Arven makes out a speck of yellow and brown yampering and trying to climb up Mabosstiff's back, nipping at his ear.

Upon closer inspection, it's a little maschiff, but Mabosstiff is hardly paying it any mind, his attention entirely focused on using some kid in a stroller as a lollipop. Said kid is the one yelling up a storm.

"Bud!" Arven scolds him, grabbing Mabosstiff by the scruff of his neck. "Down! Now!"

With a pathetic sound, Mabosstiff backs off, as do the sounds of the little one in the stroller, whose squeals die into giggles and fits of laughter.

Arven breathes a sigh of relief that the kid wasn't frightened of his massive dog and that the shrieks he was hearing were probably just laughing. He returns his dog to its pokeball as the maschiff whines.

By now, Arven’s got enough wit about him to look to the kid's parent.

"Hey, uh, I'm so sorry about that. I really don't know what got into my Mabo--" Arven's words die on his tongue when he sees that the kid's accompanying adult was none other than Director Clavell, giving him a look as if he's seen a ghost.

"Oh! Director! Hi!" Arven greets him, embarrassed. "Sorry, I... I actually was stopping by to catch up and say hello to you. I'm back in town for just a few days and I wanted to, uh...catch...up... but, uh... Wow," He says with an awkward smile, gesturing to the stroller without actually looking at it. "Y'know, it's funny, I spent so much time with you as a kid, while Mom and Dad were in lab, and now–"

"Yes, well, Master Arven..." Clavell interrupts him, blithely moving to the child in the stroller who is briefly blocked from view as the director fiddles a bit, no doubt wiping away Mabosstiff's drool and adjusting their hair, something Arven remembers him doing countless times to him as a little boy.

A moment later, Clavell stands back up, an icy indifference covering his face, a perfect match to the chill that settles in Arven's veins as he actually looks at the kid in the stroller. "I'd say you bear a striking resemblance to your father now. We must be going. Good day."

Clavell turns the stroller around, and Arven watches as his old teacher walks off with a toddler that looks like a carbon copy of...himself, complete with a tiny maschiff following along at their heels.

His head swims. What? Who's that kid? How did Clavell get him? Why does he look just like Arven? And what was with that comment about him looking like his dad now?

Arven numbly lifts a hand to his chin. Sure, he'd let his facial hair grow out a bit, but... What? Clavell knows how Arven feels about his dad. That...that had to be a dig at him, right? Did...did the facial hair look dumb? It couldn't look that dumb? No, what was this about? And who is this kid?

By the time Arven has recovered enough to move his stupid legs into the building that Clavell and the boy had disappeared into, bolting to the director's office, the door is locked, and he's informed that Clavell has already left.

Fuck... He... He needs an answer here. Something is very wrong.

Did his mom or dad have some other kid he didn't know about or something? And then he had, like, a sibling or half-sibling somewhere who was unloading their spawn on the director?

No, that’s outrageous.

Maybe the kid just...just happens to look just like Arven?

This is stupid to just guess about. He just needs to be able to talk to someone.

Arven hurriedly makes his way to the Home Ec room and knocks at the door where the familiar face of Mr. Saguaro greets him with a friendly smile.

"Arven! Hello, my boy! Do come in, come in! Would you like something to eat? I just made pokemon treats, and I’m sure your Mabosstiff would love one!" His voice booms as Arven is ushered inside and enveloped in a tight hug.

The sensation nearly knocks the wind out of him, not just because of Saguaro's strength and size but because...well, he truthfully wasn't expecting such a warm welcome after getting the cold shoulder from Clavell. Or, he had been hoping for a warm welcome from his father figure only to be met with what he can only describe as paternal disdain.

Arven hugs Saguaro back. "Hello, Sir..." He says softly, forcing back the lump in his throat. "I, uh... I was just in the area..."

"Oh?" Saguaro asks, disengaging and pulling up a pair of seats for them to chat at a table. "Well, I'd love an opportunity to catch up with one of my most successful students. Please, sit and tell me what brings you by."

It's tempting. It's... It's really, really tempting to sit and chat about Kalos and Bon Applintit and all the good things lately, but Arven can't get the thought of that kid out of his mind.

"Sir..." He starts. "I saw Director Clavell on my way in..."

"Yes?" Saguaro asks, prompting him to continue.

"It, uh, it looked like he was... Maybe babysitting?"

Saguaro's eyes go distant for a second and he sighs. "Ah, so you saw..."

"Yeah." Arven interrupts before his former teacher has a chance to continue. "Who was that? The kid, I mean? And, well, why was the director taking care of--"

"Arven..." Saguaro sighs and stands back up, placing a hand on his shoulder. It's a comforting gesture, warm and heavy, but when Arven meets his gaze, hoping to find some type of answer to his confusion, he's met with sadness and what almost feels like disappointment radiating from the larger man. "Arven, I don't think I should be the one to tell you anything about that little one..." He says, his tone matching that same disappointment in his eyes. "That's a conversation you'll need to have with the child's mother."

"His mother...?" Arven asks, flabbergasted, his mind racing about who that could possibly be.

Saguaro nods. "You might find her at the Pokemon League this time of day, if you're lucky. I assume you don't have her number anymore?"

"Anymore? Wait, Sir, I'm not following here... I seriously have no idea what's g--"

Then it hits him.

You.

He slept with you.

It was...well, almost three-ish years ago? So...the timing would work out for a toddler. Not that he really knows what kids look like at different ages, but...

A toddler.

His toddler.

His toddler?

Arven doesn't realize his knees buckled. All he knows is that he's sitting in a chair, presumably placed beneath him by Saguaro just in time, a mug of water in his hands, while his teacher rubs gently at his back.

"Arven? Son, are you okay?"

"Don't say 'son'..." Arven mumbles out, his hands shaking as he grips the cup with near-white knuckles. He feels bile churning in his stomach. "I... I gotta go to the League... She hasn't spoken to me since...since..." He's trying to do the math in his head, but there's a block there, and between the rush of nausea and extreme anxiety, he can't focus.

"I gotta go. Sorry. I mean, thanks." He says, standing unsteadily before rushing from the room, Saguaro's protests falling on deaf ears.

Luckily, the Pokemon League isn't terribly far from Mesagoza, and Arven can make the trip on foot fairly easily in under an hour.

The whole trip there, he's panicking internally.

Did you really have his kid? That's...that's not what he actually saw was it? Then...then who was that little boy? Whose was he?

Beyond that, why hadn't you told him? Was this why you got all bitchy and dropped off the face of the earth? Well, maybe it wasn't bitchy...maybe it was hormones? But still! You never told him! Sure, he had to cancel your video calls several times, but... But you still could have found a way to tell him! You didn't need to block him! Was this why everyone else shut him out, too?

Actually... It all kinda lined up now. You blocked him, then...some number of months later, everyone else stopped talking to him, too. Even Penny stopped sending him the occasional meme.

What the fuck. Everyone thinks he's a deadbeat dad.

He is a deadbeat dad.

Or...is he? Can he be a deadbeat dad if he didn't know? ...Maybe that makes it worse? Fuck.

Maybe you didn't want him around for any of this, and that's why you didn't tell him... You knew he'd be a shitty dad or something. After all, what kind of dad could Arven be when his own dad didn't even want him? 

No.

No, that's not right.

That's no way to think about any of this.

Something...

Something else has to be at play here.

Arven has talked himself down from the precipice by the time he's made it to the top of the hill on which the League building sits.

He's just about to open the door to enter when a smartly dressed person with long, teal hair exits, arms crossed and a stern look on their face.

"Hello. How can I help you today?" They ask formally.

"Hi, yeah. My name's Arven Sada-Turo. I'm looking for, uh..." He falters for a moment before giving your full name and title. It felt strange saying the whole thing out loud again, like lead on his tongue.

The person hums at him critically, then gestures with their chin back toward the building.

"Let's talk, Arven Sada-Turo."

He breathes a sigh of relief, following them through the doors.

"Oh, thank you so much. You know, I spent the last few years in Kalos, and I just came back today, so--"

"You've been in Kalos?" The person--Rika, according to the nameplate and pronouns on her desk--says. "Kalos is pretty nice. You must've been having a great time over there." She goes on, taking a seat and folding her hands in front of her.

"I, uh..." Arven eyes her, unsure. "I was... Um, I just came back to, um... Actually, is she gonna be here soon?" He asks, confused.

"Please." Rika gestures to the chair across from her desk. "Have a seat. We can have a chat while we wait for my dear friend, yeah?" She asks, her eyes narrowing like a Luxray.

"Um... Sure..." Arven says, sitting down uneasily. "So, she'll be down? I, uh, haha... I never bothered completing the League challenge while I was in school, so..." He looks around the lobby. "I dunno where she might...um...be..ya know, in the building..."

"Yeah, don't worry about it," Rika speaks over him glibly, leaning back, crossing her ankles up on her desk. "I just wanna talk for a second. So you just decided to come back to Paldea to see my dear, sweet friend? Just a little pleasure call, or...?"

Arven splutters. "Excuse me?"

"I'm just trying to get your angle here, Sada-Turo. I don't see why you're bothering to come back after all these years. She's built a good life for herself, y'know? Super successful Champion, one of the best field researchers for our scientists. One hell of a mom. She doesn't need you or whatever pathetic excuse of an offer you might be trying to attempt here."

"Wh...What?!" Arven stammers, his heart pounding painfully in his chest when your status as a parent was confirmed. "I didn't even come back to see her! I came back to get the rest of my stuff and move permanently back to Kalos! It was only--"

"Then why are you here? Why don't you go?" Rika asks, her eyes going dark. "We don't need you. She doesn’t need you."

Arven's heart sinks. Rika was re-affirming all his worst thoughts, and as much as he feels urged to believe them, he fights it. This isn't a conversation he needs to have with some random woman at the Pokemon League. Who was she anyway? Your girlfriend? No, she called you a dear friend, but still…

Ugh, Rika’s relationship to you doesn't matter! He needs to talk to you.

"Is she coming down or not? Is she even in the building?"

"Not anymore." Rika smirks, checking her phone.

Arven audibly sighs and stands to leave. "You're wasting my time. I need to talk to her about...whatever this is that’s going on." He says, gesturing vaguely as he leaves the building.

"Oh, now you wanna talk to her? Why? Wanna try and convince yourself you're better than your own daddy because of your follower count or some tauros-shit?" Rika calls after him. "See if she gives you the time of day, Sada-Turo! Just see!"

Her words sting. Really badly, actually, but Arven tries to just let them slide off his back best he can. That woman doesn't know him. She isn't the priority right now.

You are.

He just needs to figure out some way to find and talk to you…

His phone buzzes obnoxiously in his pocket. He spares a glance at it as he hails a taxi on the off-chance that maybe you'd reach out, then turns the screen off. He doesn't have time for his PR rep right now.

#arven fanfic #arven x reader #arvensimp kidfic #arven x female reader #arven x pregnant!reader #pregnancy// #i think those were all the tags people wanted me to put this under so it could be black listed. please let me know if anyone needs others!

[gffa]

hiya! long time listener, first time caller-- I'm writing a couple fics with Jedi protagonists (Shaak Ti, Mace, other Prequel Jedi) which is really fun so far except for the part where I "majored in" (read: hyperfixated on) Organization and Tactics of the GAR and don't actually know that much about the Jedi as individuals, *especially* anything that happened before TPM.

I was wondering if you know of any resources that organize/compile information about that era of Jedi? Things like lineage lists, who was on the Council when, typical schedules/roles/responsibilities, that kinda thing. Resources can be any format; other Tumblr blogs, articles, images, discord servers, archived websites, whatever works! Even the obvious stuff can be helpful (outside of Wookiepedia), since this isn't a part of fandom I've walked through much. You're the only big-name Jedi blog I know.

(If you don't have the spoons to respond, I understand, thanks for reading anyway!)

Hi! Congrats on writing your fic, I'm wishing you all the luck in the world! And here's where my brain starts spinning in a bunch of different directions, because here's the sticky thing about Star Wars "lore": there are three separate continuities and, while you are absolutely free to mix and match as you like and should pick out all the things that interest you, no matter the continuity, they do still exist in separate realms. You have Lucas' Star Wars, you have Legends Star Wars (the Extended Universe/EU under Lucas' ownership of SW, but he has explicitly said it's a separate world from his Star Wars), and you have Disney Star Wars. There is worldbuilding in each of them (though, often very thin on the ground at times) but what's true in one isn't going to be true in another--for example, in Legends there was an age cut off for Jedi initiates at 13, if they didn't get a Master. This limit does not exist at all in Lucas' SW (is contradicted by Ahsoka at 14 being said to be YOUNG for being a Padawan) and Disney Star Wars (there's an Initiate who is 16 and doesn't have a Master and will have to wait at least another year to try again, with no hint of them aging out). You pick which works for you! Just that I think it helps to be aware of what bits come from which continuity. There's also not a ton of pre-TPM content, at least not after The High Republic! Though, I've found THR stuff generally pretty helpful for prequel-era Jedi stuff, because they act and behave 98% of the same way imo! THAT SAID, I tend to collate as much of the Lucas continuity and Disney continuity (as they're the ones I generally prefer) and I have a bunch of resources if you don't mind some homework reading! 😂 I did at least make it as easy to browse as I can, though! - Jedi Culture and Teachings in Canon - A mix of Lucas and Disney content mostly, organized by sections for hopefully easier browsing for what you're looking for! Because 75k words of citations is a lot. orz This is going to give you probably the most of what you want, because I have been working to collect all of that kind of stuff--descriptions of the Temple and personal quarters, any rituals they have, how a Jedi's day is structured, what different paths and roles are common with Jedi, all the Jedi philosophy, what kind of pets they have, etc. It's in three (so far) parts, so you'll have to browse through each of them, but the set-up is the same in each one, so if you find a section that you need the info on, just Ctrl+F to find it in the next part or skip to the same chapter, they're the same template for each! - My "reference" tag - Which is a mixed bag of various posts and different continuities (primarily Lucas + Disney, though) that organize this kind of thing, like a possible in-universe calendar system [also here], a collection of worldbuilding bits specific to Padawan, which was pre-TPM, crossection of the Jedi Temple, a Jedi Council seating arrangement chart through the years, a list of the handful of Master&Apprentice match-ups that we know, a list of "what kind of swearing do people of the galaxy do?" because it's hilarious, a compilation of everything I could find about Jedi healers in ANY continuity, etc. I hope this helps and if you have any other questions (or anyone else wants to suggest other resources!), feel free to ask, I might be able to better steer you if you have a specific question--or at least tell you that I don't think we have anything on that. AND ALSO just remember: the books and games and comics are pretty low on the "hard canon" level, the movies and the TV shows are the highest level of canon, everything else is supplementary and you do NOT have to scour every inch of it if you don't want to! Relax and have fun with it as best you can. <3

#lumi.txt #jedi order #reference #meta

[captainbasch]

.:: FFxivWrite2023 Participation Prize ::.

A prize for @acidxshark of his WoL for the FFXIV Write 2023 event organized by @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast! Congrats to everyone who got a piece and thanks so much for all the writers who participated! Hope to see you all again next year!

#FFxivWrite2023 #FFxivWritePrizes #ffxiv #sketch prize! love this bnuuy shes so cute T o T

[charmedreincarnation]

Since 2016 I knew about the law of assumption, I was struggling hardcore with my mom and was looking for ways to make money and out of the blue a law of attraction video pop up, tried that, it was hell then search on google to get more info then I saw law of assumption, search it and apparently all I had to do was affirm ofc I didn’t believe my affirmation and the “law” but the person said to persist ( and I was desperate)so I decided to manifest my mom having 10k ( with fcking tears in my eye because we REALLY needed to pay rent plus my baby sis and I didn’t eat anything for a week) then boom 8 mins after my grandmother called and said she has 5k to give us and my mom was sooooooo fcking happy I was grateful but I wanted 10k( because I remembered the woman said don’t settle for less) then after the landlady called my mom and said she needs to collect her Cheque in the mailbox but the fcking thing is my mom check that same fcking morning and few minutes before to see anything for us and nothing just spiders, so my mom went and collect it only to see we have over 5k in the cheque and obviously tears was spilled and a lot of shouting my mom went on her knees to thank god but I didn’t tell her anything honestly just let her do her thing and she even made my sis and I thank god which I did obviously, then I decided to play a little greedy and manifest my mom to give my sis and I a little 100$ to shop ( for snacks and drinks)and few seconds after she told us to organize and then handed my sis and I a 100$ to buy anything we want,that day made me believe the law is real and I continue manifesting a lot of things from there, just affirming and persisting because that’s how I was taught it and it worked for me.

I downloaded tumblr because some people in the comments said it had more info and success story, downloaded it in 2017 and didn’t know how to handle so I deleted it then 2019 decided to download it again and I get a better understanding of the app and I did see success stories and other stuff about the law apparently but I choose to ignore I just search got7 stuff ( huge kpop fan back in the day) deleted and came back here in 2022 and saw stufff about the void and saw success stories to I decided to try it just to test it and honestly I got through because I saw a whole lot of affirmation and I was lazy so I only use one but I got in in the first try felt extremely comfortable but exit the fck out because my life is already perfect the way it is, I just lay on my back and said I am the void ( even though it was uncomfortable) while falling asleep and apparently I discovered I did the lullaby method but yeah, states vs a+p doesn’t make sense honestly because I see a lot of people write stuff in journals and got what they wanted an 369 method and so on, so it was very funny to me watching a+p and states fighting honestly they look extremely dumb and ignorant but it is what it is I’m enjoying life with my method which is a+p and just on tumblr for a fandom I’m in (yes K-pop)

Congrats! It’s wonderful how you the law changed your life for the better. I hope everyone takes something out of this post lol.

#law of assumption #manifesation #manifesting #my asks #law of attraction #void state #void success

[lostmyremembrall]

📖 Hi! I love your writing you are really really talented. If you don't mind I would love to request numer 12 and I was really curious how would Tom react seeing reader really hurt for the first time - like you know it's the first time he comes to see her play and something bad happens. But of course i would love to read everything you write! Congrats on 1K!!!!!!

📖𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝐻𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑇𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 24/7

A/N: Yesssss! I love this idea! Thank you for the request! The 1K Celebration is now closed, so thank you so much for your patience!

The crowd erupted into an excited roar as you stood on your hand on the broom, and swung in 360 to catch the quaffle in your other hand. With agility only comparable to that of a feline, you landed on your broom, navigating it with the twists of your body.

There was perhaps a single person in the entire Quidditch field who did not cheer for you. Tom Riddle stood crossed-face, his arms crossed in irritation as he narrowed his eyes up at you.

“Show off,” he mumbled against the wind and the zealous of his housemates.

One would say, you were truly in your element as you rode the wind, as if you commanded the wind god Boreas himself. The wind swept through your hair. The sunlight’s only purpose to shed light for you to bask in your glory. Your eyes shimmered in excitement, and your lips smirked triumphantly as you tossed the quaffle into the goalpost with elegance. Tom had to admit, you were magnificent.

You were driving him absolutely insane as you precariously balanced yourself on the stick. His grips were tightening on his robe. His eyes anxiously following your every movement.

The same eyes saw the terror in your eyes, when a bludger rammed into you, and you no longer felt the stable broom underneath your feet. All colour drained from Tom’s face as he stood there amidst the cheering crowd, the only one to notice what had happened.

It was all a slow motion. Tom heard himself whisper a muggle curse word instead of the wizardry ones that he had trained himself to do. Before he realised, he was scrambling to his feet, pushing everyone else out of his way to reach you.

He pointed his shaky wand up to the air and murmured a spell.

You were in a more horrible state than he’d expected. You’d lost consciousness from the pain by the time you were carried into the Hospital Wing. Your cheeks had grown pale, so unlike the solar divinity that you were. The only sign of your life was the puffs of shallow breath as your chest rose and fell.

Tom followed the stretcher, his eyes trained on you. It was obvious from the asymmetrical concave of your torso that you had broken a rib. Tom wondered if the bone may have punctured an organ, causing you to bleed out and lose all colour of vigour that you held. Or perhaps you had gone into a shock from the pain. If it had punctured your liver…

Tom felt his head grow lighthearted at the thought. You being a Quidditch player was not good for his heart.

Tom resisted the urge to swat away the hands of the nurse. She was being too rough. She was being too slow. The complaints were ready to pour out lest he bit down on his lips.

Tom was finally able to breathe when the nurse announced that you had not sustained any grave injury; the bludger having hit you from a miraculous angle. She performed a simple bone-mending charm and left you to rest.

It had been hours of him sitting by your bedside, well past curfew. Frankly, he did not care he was breaking curfew. If not now, he wasn’t sure when to exploit the Head Boy privileges. Your teammates had come and gone, informing him of the result of the match. Tom, again, resisted the urge to throw your broomstick at them and bark at them that the match was the least of his concern. And that he would have never cared for quidditch if not for you.

By the time you awoke, Tom’s eyes were twitching – whether from exhaustion or irritation, he wasn’t sure. Perhaps both. All he knew was that the moment you awoke, he was going to make you promise to never play quidditch again.

But, it never went like that. Not with you. Tom should have known.

You stretched your arms, smiling. And you opened your eyes as if you had awoken from the most pleasant nap.

“Oh, hi Tom,” you smiled dazedly up at him, unaware of his alarmed state as he jolted up at your stirring. “Where am I?” you rubbed your still groggy eyes.

Tom took one long breath before he spoke again, careful not to agitate you. “You are in the Hospital Wing,” he explained calmly. “You fell off your broom,” he said darkly, not caring to mention that he practically saved your life with an ‘Arresto Momentum’.

“Shame,” you shrugged, a display of nonchalance at such a traumatising moment to  Tom’s disbelief. “Did you enjoy the match?”

Tom blinked his eyes rapidly. “Did I enjoy the match?” he repeated vehemently at your ignorance. “Did I. Enjoy the match?!”

He felt his hands shaking, not being able to hold himself together anymore. “I was worried sick that you might die! I was going half mad, pacing back and forth in front of your bed, wondering when you’ll awake! The things you put me through just to be with you!”

Tom turned his enraged eyes to you once more. “So if you’re asking, did I enjoy the match? No, Y/N. I don’t think so.”

You merely giggled softly at his outrage, as if to suggest he was the one being ridiculous. “Only five people die from Quidditch per year, Tom.”

Tom dared to wonder how you came to a conclusion that that statistics warranted the word ‘only’.

Tom dragged his feet back to the bedside and slumped down on the chair, rubbing his cheeks.

Your voice sounded a bit more timid this time, sensing that you’d made him upset. “Do you know who won?” you still asked.

Tom only groaned, wondering if this was how it felt to be your mother.

Still, he peeked his annoyed eyes through his fingers at you. “230 to 180. You would have won had it not been for the opposing seeker,” he recited the information that the captain had babbled about. It was no longer surprising to him that he retained the most useless facts even when he was trying to draw them out.

“Rats,” you swore under your breath, punching your fist into the cover.

Tom stared as the rosy red returned to your cheeks in a fit of irritation. Against his will, he felt the corner of his lips curl into a smirk at the sight. He parted his lips, but thought against it. As always, you had somehow managed to convince him that maybe he wanted to continue seeing your passion in Quidditch.

Even if it meant his life will be shortened at every match, perhaps it was worth seeing your smile, excitement, and frustration.

Tom shook his head, trying to hide his smirk in the shadow of the night. “You’ve driven your boyfriend mad with worry, and all you could do is pout about the match.”

Tom raised his eyes when he felt your hand wrap around his.

“Come on,” you flashed a smile – the same smile that Tom could never say no to. “You loved seeing me up there.”

Tom’s eyes remained cool and indifferent. “I will say,” still, Tom turned his hand to lace his fingers with yours. 

“You were in your element,” he admitted, knowing he won’t live past 40.

#1k celebration #1k event #1k milestone #1k followers #1K follower event #harry potter #1k follower celebration #tom riddle #tom riddle jr #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle fanfiction #tmr #tom riddle fanfic #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle imagine #tom riddle x you #tom riddle headcanon #tom riddle headcanons #tom riddle fic #tom riddle x y/n #harry potter fanfiction #tom riddle au #tom riddle fluff #tom riddle humor #tom riddle funny

[gentil-minou]

chapter five of once upon a time, 很久很久以前

Wangxian AU based on the show Once Upon a Time where all of jianghu has been cursed to live miserable lives in modern times without their memories and only Wei Wuxian can save them...except he doesn't remember either.

Wangxian + A-Yuan | Ch 5 | 17K | Rated M

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Transmigration, of the townwide variety, Amnesia, of the nearly everyone variety, Mystery, of the shenanigans variety, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn Has Self-Esteem Issues, Single Parent Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, except a-yuan runs away to find his other dad, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Minor Character Death, Angst with a Happy Ending, Curses, Alternate Universe - Once Upon a Time Fusion

Chapter Summary

“That still doesn't explain what I have to do with it. Why am I the only one who can help?” “I told you,” A-Yuan presses, “You’re the Yiling Laozu! If anyone knows what to do, it’s you!” Wei Wuxian scoffs, “The evil-looking dude? Yeah, you mentioned, but again, what does it have to do with me?” His face twists indignantly. “And, hey, it’s not nice to tell someone they look like an evil guy, you know.” “He’s not evil!” “He had spooky shadow tentacles and stood on literal human bones." -- Wei Wuxian gets some answers about this strange little town, only to be left with even more riddles and a desire to solve them all.

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Wei Wuxian slumps against the door, rattling the silver bell above. The back of his head smacks against the wood. He hardly notices the soreness radiating from his bump from yesterday.

Fingers press against his cheeks. So hot. Burning.

He hopes he didn’t sweat through his sweater, that would have been embarrassing. What would Lan Zhan have thought if he’d seen sweaty pit stains? Lan Zhan is probably the kind of Asian that just never sweats, ever.

Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan Lan Zhan Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan.

Wei Wuxian slaps his cheeks. He needs to calm down. He needs to remember how breathing works. Or what legs that aren’t jelly feel like.

A throat clears from the dining room. Popo watches him from where she stands in the doorway leading into the kitchen, hands covered in flour and brows raised so high up they disappear into her silver fringe.

“Everything alright there?” she asks in a tone that says she knows everything is not alright, thank you.

“Popo,” Wei Wuxian replies, breathless despite his chest lifting up and down like he just ran a marathon. “I did it. I fixed it.”

Somehow, her raised brows turn more unimpressed as Popo slow claps three times. Flour sifts through the air around her like falling snow, crystals catching in her hair. Wei Wuxian is starting to wonder if her hair is really grey or if she’s just always covered in a layer of flour.

“Congrats. Come help me in the kitchen when you’re making sense again,” she says. She shakes her head and returns to the kitchen, leaving Wei Wuxian heaving by the entrance.

Which is just dandy because a series of hysterical, sharp giggles burst from his mouth. It sounds a little bit like a hyena dying. Like a lot of hyenas dying.

Sweat sticks to the back of his neck, trickling under his sweater. Did Popo crank up the heat? Why does it feel like a million degrees right now?

Wei Wuxian lets out another high-pitched sound that could be either a laugh or a wail. He bolts from the entryway, up the stairs, and into his room.

Popo is right. He really needs to calm down. He just…doesn’t know if he can, yet.

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#really enjoyed writing this one hehe #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #the untamed #chen qing ling #wangxian #mdzs fanfiction #the untamed fanfic #wei wuxian #wei ying #lan wangji #lan zhan #lan sizhui #a-yuan #wen yuan #mxtxnet #mdzs ouat au #bushy writing #ouat #once upon a time

[eslypyiris]

Hazbin Gods AU (Chapter 2)

Charlie was in a deep trance, looking at her own blood-stained hands.

She couldn't believe anything that happened. Everything felt so... Unreal.

"Umm... Hello?" A female voice said and Charlie looked at its owner.

It was a white haired girl, with dark skin and bright blue eyes. Charlie could swear she hadn't seen her before.

"Who are you? How did you get here?!" Charlie asked. The fear in her voice was obvious.

Then, Charlie's eyes stayed fixed behind the girl, right where the front door should be, there was a kind of golden portal worthy of a science fiction movie.

"Is that my door?!" Charlie yelled.

"Wow! It's ok, everthing is Ok. I'm here to help." The girl said, trying to calm Charlie down. But failed.

"Was it you?! Did you do this to my mom?!" Charlie accused.

Suddenly, the girl looked surprised.

"Your mom?!" She asked, like she couldn't belive what she was hearing.

Both females stared at eachother, Charlie with tears still falling from her eyes and the girl with a disbelieve expresion in her face.

"I... Can I take a closer look?" The girl asked calmly as she took one step foward.

"Stay away from me!"

Finally, the screams managed to wake up Dazzle and Fazzle who ran to help their owner.

The white haired girl let out a small scream the moment the dogs appeared showing her their theeths and barking at her.

"I'm calling the police!" Charlie threatened. But of course, it was all a lie. Charlie's phone was still nowhere to be found.

"Wait! I didn't hurt her!" The girl tried to explain.

"If it wasn't you, then how do you explain breaking into my house and... That thing!" Charlie asked pointing the portal.

The girl took a deep breath and tried to ignore the dogs as she took courage to speak.

"I understand this is a delicate situation and I see that you are very affected by it. So, lets start again. Hi, my name is Emily and I was send here to take you to the Chorus." She said.

"The what?! What are you even talking about?! What Chorus?!"

Emily tried to talk again, but Dazzle bark at her. She screamed.

"Dazzle! Fazzle! Come here!" Charlie ordered them as she tried to stop crying and cleaning her own tears.

"Thank you... As I was saying, I need to take you to The Chorus. They will explain you everthing once you meet them. Please, trust me." Emily begged.

"Trust you? How can I... !" Charlie was not given the chance to end that sentence.

"If I don't take you to them, they will come to get you and that won't be good!" Emily interrupted.

Dazzle and Fazzle growled at the white-haired girl. Charlie took a deep breath.

"Let's say I belive you and you didn't kill my mother or want to hurt me... Then what does that Chorus want from me? And why do you speak of them as if they are some kind of criminal organization?" Asked the blonde one.

"Gods! No! They are not a criminal organization! But... They hold a lot of power... That can be overwhelming. And answering your previous questions... I think the short answer would be to tell you that you're a god now? Congrats!"

"What?!"

Charlie didn't belive any of Emily's words. Before she could start screaming for help, a ring was heard all over the department. It was Emily's phone.

"We are running out of time!" Yelled the white haired girl as she graved Charlie from the wirst and guided her trought the golden portal.

Charlie closed her eyes out of fear. When she opened them again, she found herself in a completely different place.

It was an office, a very elegant office with amazing views of the city and white greek columns. It was a very wide and bright place.

"Where are we?" Charlie asked amazed and confused.

"The Chorus will be here in no time, sorry for everthing. I have to go now, I need to be somewhere else. Sorry." Emily crossed the portal again, closing the door behind her.

"Wait!" Charlie tried to open the door back again, but it was lock closed.

Now everthing that was left for her was to wait.

She decided to take a closer look to the office.

There were some cookies at the top of the table. They looked like the ones her mom used to give her when she was a kid.

That memory make her flinch.

She didn't wanted to remember her mother right now, her blood in Charlie's hands was still fresh. She need a distraction.

"Pictures! There are some pictures in the walls, let's take a look." Charlie told to herself.

Charlie approached the wall were the pictures were held.

Her eyes opened with disbelieve.

"Mom?" She murmured.

In one of the pictures Charlie could recognize her mothers face. She was standing next to four persons Charlie never meet before.

The one who was standing closer to her mom was a tiny blonde man with rosy cheeks, next to the tiny man was a tall white haired woman with dark skin and light blue eyes; she looked a lot like Emily but older, next to the tall woman was a man wearing red-glass glasses; he was smiling forcefully like someone who was about to snap, the last person in the photo was a beautiful slender woman with short dyed blonde hair.

Before Charlie could analyze that picture further, the door of the office opened and the four strangers of the picture entered the room.

Charlie stared at them speechless as they crossed the room.

The tall woman that looked a lot like Emily sat in front of the desk, facing Charlie, the other three stood by her side.

"Our beloved Lilith, bearer of the last muse's Eidolon, has passed on... On you, our dear guest, delivered by my sweet sister Emily, it's uh... Charlie, right?" The tall woman asked.

"Uh... Yes?" Charlie now doubted whether she should have said anything.

"My my... You had quite a day haven't you?" Emily's sister spoke again.

"Excuse me, who are you? And what do you want from me?" It was now or never, Charlie needed answers.

The four extrangers looked at eachother.

"Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Sera, bearer of Athena's Eidolon, the godness of winsdom. To my right is Alastor, dressed for the occasion as always, he's the bearer of Apollo's Eidolon, god of prophecies. To my left you can see the wondrous Angel Dust, bearer of Aphrodite's Eidolon. And the one glaring at you is Lucifer, bearer of Persephone's Eidolon. Togheter we are the Chorus, we rule over the idols, our name for the gods who remain, all of us hidden in your modern world." Explained Sera.

"Gods aren't real !" Snapped Charlie, tired of all that nonsense.

"Oh! But they are! Allow me to demonstrate." The tiny man known as Lucifer replied.

He got closer to Charlie, with an unnatural golden spark in his menacing eyes. Charlie shuddered.

"Stop! Put yourself together, Lucifer!" Voiced the man Charlie had previously mistaken for a woman. Angel Dust.

Lucifer glared at him, but did as he was told.

"I know you are shocked, but think about it. How other way do you explain the portal Emily brought you in?" Sera asked.

Charlie thought about it, she had no reasonable explanation for the portal, nor for the sparkle in Lucifer's eyes.

"So gods are real..." Gasped Charlie.

Sera smiled.

"I'm happy to see that you are finally starting to understand the situation" said the tall woman.

Then something clicked in Charlie's mind.

"Wait! Back in my apartment, something like a golden sphere came out of -"

"Lilith? Yes, that must have been her Eidolon." Lucifer interrupted.

"Her... Eidolon?" Asked Charlie.

"Don't you know what an Eidolon is?" Sera asked calmly.

"No?" Answered Charlie.

Lucifer rised an eyebrow.

"An Eidolon is a part of a god's soul, a muse in Lilith's case, Calliope's. It was what it made her an idol and gave her her muse powers. But apparently now it belongs to you..." Explained Sera.

"Mom was a god?" Whispered Charlie.

A dead silence invaded the room. The faces of the gods formed different expressions, surprise, pain, fear,... All in less than 5 seconds.

"You- Your mom?" Lucifer stammered.

Angel looked at Sera.

"If what she says is true that changes everything, she couldn't have kill Lilith." Said Aphrodite's Eidolon bearer.

" Angel..."

"No! I don't belive you! If she had a daughter she would have told me!" Yelled Lucifer. He looked heartbroken and angry.

"I agree with Lucifer, you cannot guarantee that you are Lilith's daughter. And even if you were, you could be lying about not killing her to avoid your death sentence." Sera said.

"What?!" The question came from Charlie's mouth like the sound of an injured animal.

"Oh right... You see Charlie, we have rules here. One of them is the death sentence for the ones who kill an idol. So... Im afraid you have to die." Sera explained.

"Die?! You don't have that right! What, you think I'm gonna stand here and- !"

"Charlie. Charlie. Please. Stop." Sera ordered.

"No! No, I'm not gonna stop! Who do you think you are threating me like that?!" Charlie replied.

"Lilith's blood is literally on your hands!" Lucifer snapped.

"But... It isn't... I didn't..." Charlie tried to explain herself, but she felt too overwhelmed.

"Justice must be done, for Lilith's sake" Sera spoke.

"THIS ISN'T JUSTICE!" The moment Charlie said those words, music started playing in the room.

Everything felt so natural and so familiar. It felt as if her mother was still with her. Unfortunately, the feeling didn't last long.

Sera: You cannot hide/From this reality

Charlie: I’m not hiding!/Though, a little lost here.

Sera: If you are lost, little girl/This bears explanation/Dear child, please listen

Lucifer: You have usurped a Muse/No recourse to be arranged

Charlie: But it’s unfair!

Sera: I know/But our laws cannot be changed

Charlie: But she came to me!

Sera: You must realize/There are simple rules/If one of us dies/These rules have been the tools/That shield us

Lucifer + Angel: You must know

Charlie: I didn’t do it/Is it weird this is in song?

Sera: Now that the Muse is gone

Lucifer + Angel: Now that she’s gone

Sera: I’m afraid you’ll have to see

Lucifer + Angel: You have to see.

Sera: The Chorus is in accord/Justice won’t be ignored.

"I disagree!" Alastor, who had been silent and aloof from the situation, spoke.

All eyes were on him now.

"Did I heard that correctly?" Sera asked.

"You've been quiet this entire time, Alastor. Why speak up now?" Lucifer expressed his annoyance.

"I grieve Lilith's loss as much as the rest of you..."

"I doubt that" interrupted Lucifer.

"...but I can't let you do this" Alastor finished the sentence with the most forced smile Charlie had ever seen.

"He is right. What if Charlie speaks the truth? What if the real murderer is still out there?" Angel argued.

"And what if Lilith was murdered by her? What if she is just making out all of this just to get away with it?" Lucifer asked incensed.

"Then we need to find out. Don't you want justice?" Alastor replied.

"Oh, Alastor, we agreed this was justice. What do you want us to do?" Sera asked.

"I can prove myself! Uh... If you let me..." Charlie spoke.

Everyone looked at Sera expectantly.

"We aren't seriously considering this." Lucifer growled.

Sera analyzed the situation and then sighed.

"Very well, this one time I'll put a notion before the Chorus. Do we allow Charlie the right to prove her innocence?" Sera asked.

"Yes" said Alastor without hesitation.

"I think so, yes" was Angel's answer.

Lucifer refused to speak at first...

"Fine!" But the short man surrendered at the end.

"And there you have it! Well Charlie, you have a week to prove your innocence. Now, if you don't mind, Emily will escort you back home." Sera sentenced as she pressed a button under her table.

"What would happen after a week?" Charlie asked nervously.

"There will be a trial and, if you fail to prove your innocence, your original verdict stands" Sera explained.

"Okay" Charlie accepted.

"Okay?" Sera sounded surprised.

"What more do you want me to say? That this is un fair? That I can't possibly do this? You know all that already, right? So I'll do my best. That's all I've got." Charlie explained.

The main door opened and Emily peeked through it.

"Have you call me, Sera?" The white haired girl asked shyly.

Sera raised a hand to ask her sister to wait a moment.

"Before you go, Charlie, you need to know some rules. Do not reveal our existence to the mortal world, this includes mortal authorities, they can't help you. Don't harm another idol. Don't leave the city. Do as the Chorus commands. Otherwise, do whatever you must to find the real killer... If they exist" Sera explained.

"That's all?" Charlie asked.

Sera noded, answering Charlie's question.

"Welcome to the idol world, Charlie" said the most feminine man.

"And please, do help yourself a cookie before you leave" Sera offered.

Charlie felt like she was going to get sick.

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❤️ FEATURE: @jbarchietto

March is ending, this is my last feature for this month and i wanna say bye with this great spring photo.

Honestly, how many of you raise your camera higher than the ground or little above ground level to take some photos? It's not easy but it gives a different and great perspective.

Examples? Here you got the perfect one.

I really like this lightest of the whole scene, this feeling of “relax, take it slowly”. Very nice composition, leading lines  of the roof and pillars make it all well organized. I like the aperture that Jerome used, the level of blur on the face of the green minifig leaves this nice place to interpretation. Does she like the singer on the roof or not too much? What do you think?

Congrats @jbarchietto really nice, fresh and sunny photo. 

Thanks once again for this month, 

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the day has come!! EBB is here!! and so is my full illustration for @nephilimsvoice's Uncertain Souls, which will both break your heart and warm it.

i had such a fun time putting this together, and i'm so excited to see everybody else's work coming in! congrats to all, and thank you once again to our wonderful mods for organizing this event!

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