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wandixx · 2 months

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Ghost of fries and hero of cookies part 5

All work words count: 14 643

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Summary of whole work: Duke wasn't expecting to wake up from his quick rooftop nap to some meta kid with fries. He also wasn't expecting kid to stay

Danny asked Dani to stay safe while she was in Gotham. Where would she be safer than under the wing of local hero? And he looked like he needed bad day combo anyway

This part summary: Steph finally gets to meet Duke's kid. And she comes bearing gifts!

Beta read by @audhumla-sailor though English is second language for both of us, so proceed with this in mind. I also know all of the charaters through fics alone, so probably ooc. Stay catious if it's something you don't like

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Duke was really glad that Bruce was busy whole previous evening and couldn’t give him The TalkTM Vigilante edition. Maybe he shouldn’t because B being busy spoke trouble but he couldn’t feel too sad about it. He didn’t want to have The TalkTM though.

For now, Dani was running next to him, with a serious look on her face that was kinda uncanny. She wasn’t supposed to not be happy and some weird instincts were screaming at him to fix it and fix it now. But he didn’t know how!

Though some of his jokes caused a little smile, so it was good.

It turned potentially less good when she stopped without warning, lowering herself to the fighting stance (finally proper, which made him so immensely proud by the way). He stopped too, wishing they wouldn’t have to fight but he knew better than to latch on this hope.

“What’s up, Hoopoe?” he whispered.

“Someone is coming. Light, use grapple” Most likely one of the Bats then, they were due to a visit anyway. However better to not lower his guard in case he was mistaken or it was a prank/test. His expectations were proven right though, when purple blur flipped over the edge of the roof. He relaxed and put hand on Dani’s shoulder so she wouldn’t tackle Steph before they could explain anything. She seemed on edge like that whole day.

“Hey Spoiler” he greeted to further show that the blonde was a friend.

“Sup Signal! Heard I can finally meet your little friend!”

Dani straightened herself and tried to float a few inches up to seem higher probably.

“I’m considerably higher than most kids my age” she deadpanned. She really wasn’t though. He was still trying to learn whether her size was caused more by genetics or malnourishment. Her only family member Duke knew of was also small, so maybe it was a family thing though.

Steph shrugged, waving her palm a few inches below her shoulder, approximately where Damian reached, quite few inches over Dani’s head.

“Robin is the family’s smol violent bean and you’re shorter than him. You’re small bean, deal with this”

Little girl pouted, crossing her arms. Steph cooed.

“Oh, you even get angry like he does!”

Young meta looked like she was asking ‘Should I use violence?’ and inch towards the answer ‘Yes’. Duke decided he should step in before she acted on these thoughts. Teasing was the opposite of what girl needed at the moment. Some good fight might not be bad but maybe not with Steph.

“Cut it Spoiler”

She rolled her eyes so dramatically he could tell she did so despite her mask. He still thought it was impressive “Don’t be boring dude”

Dani growled in a way that couldn’t be fully human, just like she did when they talked about her training for the first time. Duke squeezed her arm. Girl glanced at him before sagging so much he was scared she would fall for a hot second. He exchanged concerned looks with Steph over her lowered head. It was not normal nor was it good.

“Alright, you’re not smol,” Steph agreed lightly “Officially at least. What’s in my head stays there. Does it work for you?”

Duke almost hit her in the arm. Not strongly, in a friendly manner but still. He didn’t only because it seemed to somehow work. He let his hands drop.

“Your mind is sacred,” Dani started seriously “what leaves your mouth is not. Can’t diss you on your thoughts but I’ll on your words” she shared like it was some important truth of life. Or folklore proverb though Duke wasn’t sure about the latter. Afterall he was Gothamite born and breed, he knew countryside from movies “And actions. Actions are kinda important,” meta girl added in lighter tone after moment of thinking.

“Yeah, actions are the best” Steph agreed easily “Hey, can I get it on a T-shirt? I’ll love and cherish it”

“First you laugh at my height and then you want my intellectual property for free? For shame, Spoiler, for shame?”

Steph looked thoughtful, theatrically over exaggerating her body language.

“Valid” she nodded.

Duke decided he would just watch whatever was going to happen and did damage control if needed. He didn’t feel up to anything else anyway.

“Heard your cape went in an adventure,” the purple vigilante admitted after moment of silence. Dani shrugged rubbing her arms awkwardly. Duke knew she normally would fix said cape. It was her way of fidgeting.

“Yup, it’s good way to put it,” girl nodded. “Somebody needed it more, I hope it enjoys its travel. I should get a replacement soon”

“Well, I can’t let fellow caped crusader, who understands necessity of hood, run capeless”

Younger girl waved her hands in a flurry motion of dismissal.

“Don’t-” she stopped when her eyes locked on orange bundle Steph took from somewhere under her cloak. Opportunity to pull tricks like that had made Duke consider adding some sort of cape to his Signal suit back when he had been working on it back in a day but dismissed it. He still wasn’t looking forward to learning curve of fighting with such additional liability. He couldn’t turn it intangible when it was in a way like certain white haired cheater did.

Speaking of Dani, girl stared at Steph’s gift like she couldn’t quite believe it was real. She held her hands close to her chest but her fingers flexed in grabby motion. Her eyes were hidden behind black lenses of her mask but everything else about her face further proved how awestruck she was. Even her muted aura brightened a bit in a way that he learned to recognize as excitement.

It was still kind of weird, by the way. Normal auras haven’t changed, it was kinda their thing.

Steph wiggled her gift a bit. Dani finally took it but had yet to put it on.

“It’s for me?” she whispered so utterly shocked and small that Duke mentally did a double take.

“Yeah, like I said, can’t let you run around without it”

“Oh”

Dani’s hand was gnawing at the edge of the material as if it was some sort of squashmellow.

“Try it on,” Steph encouraged gently.

“We need to check if Spoiler haven’t messed up something”

“Signal!”

Dani snorted, which was all Duke tried to achieve.

She put it on and after a moment of shuffling she once again became orange cloak with feet. She grinned widely looking far more relaxed and settled than she did moments before. She moved around a bit like she was in model show or at least what ten years old thought it could look like.

“You like it?”

“Yup, it’s amazing, thank you Spoiler… Though it’s heavier than I expected”

“Well, I don’t know what your first one was made out of but this is material I use, I found it the best balance between durability, weight and comfiness. Still, it’s quite dense and a bit heavy. Also, I added pockets because you can never have too many of them. Plus there are few glitter bombs inside. You know, ‘welcome to the team’ gifts,” Steph explained eagerly and judging by Dani’s smile, she loved her gifts. Duke would be a little worried on a Gotham crime’s behalf if it wasn’t well, crime and if he wasn’t all there to watch chaos these two would unfold from sidelines with bat-popcorn in hand (though it wasn’t really a thing yet, he would have to mention it to Tim or Jason). For now though, they really should continue on the patrol.

“Now that introductions are over, let’s get going. Crime never sleeps or something,” It was really weird to be the organized one. Before Dani showed up, on a day shift he was a sailor, a captain and a ship (or maybe Gotham was a ship-), We Are Robins days were chaos in purest form and shape and when he was called out for a night he usually was too tired to behave and was just additional mess to organize (on purpose, let him have his goddamn sleep, he wasn’t Tim).

“Okay,” Dani agreed cheerfully “There is a robbery at the greek diner we visited last Thursday. ‘s been going for five minutes or so,” she added unbothered.

“HOOPOE!”

“What?”

***

Spoiler jumped through the open window of the diner with a graceful roll, glitter bombs at hand. Hoopoe and Signal came inside right after her.

“Spoiler alert!” purple girl yelled, throwing two bombs at robbers heads and kicking third one in the ribs.

Dani decided that she liked Spoiler right then and there as she threw her own brand new, orange(!) glitter bombs at remaining criminal.

***

Three of them were running through the city mostly uninterrupted after diner mishap. Steph tried to engage Dani in quip battle but younger girl for once wasn’t jumping on occasion. She kept close to Duke and his only reaction was smug smile in Spoiler’s direction. That’s what she got for trying to steal his sidekick.

“Oh!” Dani exclaimed delighted, stopping abruptly, a smile that spoke trouble gracing her face.

“No, we’re not busting Joker’s scheme by jumping into the meeting to beat them all up without proper back up, again, Hoopoe. They had guns, Hoopoe.”

“Wha- Wasn’t last time enough? Anyway, I heard there is fan meeting with Martian Manhunter in Los Angeles tomorrow,” Great, so no giving him heart attack right now. Thank God for that.

“Shame he won’t make it, huh?” Steph mussed “He is in Illinois right now, isn’t he? It would take him two days driving to even get there”

Dani’s expression looked thoughtful “It’s quite far”

“Yeah, around… 2,500 miles from here”

“Huh”

“What got you thinking kid?” she inquired, ruffling her hair.

“Not a kid and I thought- there is kidnapping at three!” Dani darted in that direction before finishing sentence. Duke jumped right after her slightly scared. She was not ready to handle stuff like that without back up and she would try if he let her run of like that.

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Steph: I'm meeting my almost niece tomorrow what should I- *gives a gremlin child an ultimate weapon of chaos*

Sometime before this part:

Steph: So, how is your kid?

Duke: She is not my kid!

Duke: By the way, wanna see video I saved of her doing proper side kick for the first time?

Danielle "looks like 10 years old is 10 months max" Phantom: I am in fact much higher than most kids my age

Duke "whoever is feeding this tiny child does bad job at it" Thomas & Stephanie "it's just a lil baby" Brown: Yeah... sure...

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"Tag list" (i haven't expected to ever make it)

@pickleking8

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dani hangs out with duke #signal got new kid and cares about her deeply #dani took so long to tell them about robbery because she didn't like their food and is petty little gremlin #dani says most and not all because she knows vlad is incapable of coming up with something original #so there had to be other clones around #and they probably were higher than here #with her being prematurly released (hence why she is younger than danny)#and fact that danny is short #now that i think about it #dani is opossite of “this is 43567 year old demon acting like child in a body of the child” trope #but baby enough to not risk “born sexy yesterday” area #perfect #wandixx writes #ghost of fries and hero of cookies #have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part

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the-sunshine-dims · 8 months

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yooo,,, guess who did in fact,, cosplay the minceraft fox at night o'clock

#HES JUST A LITTLE GUY AND I LOVE HIM #He discribed rae as sad and i went 'yeah yeah'#i put the photos i got in the fable server and may post them here tommow as well #but i am simply feeling little guy in this chilis #found a new spots to cosplay and the cosplay gremlin in me is itching to come back #fin speaks

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i-mybrunettelady · 3 months

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Felicia Day killed it as Zojja, just saying

#gw2 #zojja #gw2 zojja #man. this expac makes me care for zojja #not that i didnt #i just cared abt other members of DE more #but zojja... man #come here you little gremlin rat

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asterthought · 4 months

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L wouldn't have died and would've catched Kira if his stupid ass thought about hiding microphones at the lobby—

(Or like, got a lip reader or something)

#death note #rewatch #episode 24 is a mess #Misa and Light are openly plotting in front of the cameras #(merely talking about the anime here btw)#l lawliet #i'm not hating on him i love his gremlin little shenanigans #but come on #he's the smartest person in the world yet he makes such a silly mistake?#asterthought #asterthought.txt #l lawilet

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autisticlee · 5 months

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that feeling when you're autistic and put on so many masks, played so many parts, created so many personas, etc. to try to fit in and please people due to being severely bullied or abused or whatever, that you have no clue who you are. you never developed a "self" ever. you don't have a personality, but you also have 10+ different ones that come out at different times. you don't know what you like or enjoy because it depends on what persona is in control at the time, so it always changes. you contradict yourself a lot. you like something one moment, but can hate it the next. you try to ~be yourself~ but you don't know which of these persona masks are "you." are they all you? are none of them you? how do you know?

#autism things #autistic #autism #actually autistic #lee rambles #the “you” here is me #and can be anyone who relates. any orher autistic people have this problem?#idk which of these silly little guys is actually me. let them fight each other to figure it out or something #also shoutout to all of them failing at their job and not convincing anyone. the mask never worked. it did nothing at all lmao #cant mask to save my life. but not masking doesn't mean im being “myself” either. idk what this is or how to be “me”#why can't they decide on anything and agree with each other. too many contradictions to choose one “self”#i think about this too much and can never come to a conclusion. ive told people idk who i am and have no self #but they insist i do have a self and personality and stuff. but inside its just chaos with a bunch of gremlins running wild #😫

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asparagusgremlin · 5 months

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Hi guys here's two small crumbs of content for my nanako au, enjoy

#gremlin nanako au #nanako dojima #persona 4 #p4 #gremlin art #who knows if i will ever really do anything with this story #i know i wanna like write it down in some form but idk if i ever wanna make a game out of it or something like that #im keeping a lot of my notes and ideas in both a private discord and also in a google doc #im sure one day I'll share some of them here once i get more solid ideas and scenes down #honestly i have little faith that posting my au will go anywhere #considering i have a miniscule following and idek how many people would enjoy something like this #esp cuz my art is not great so idk #i dream of something coming from posting it but for now i will keep doing so for the like 2 people that will see me post this stuff lolz #gremlin rambles

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steelycunt · 1 year

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my university l<3ves making me fill out preference forms so poorly and vaguely designed they feel like saw traps and it l<3ves putting first come first served at the end of them also

#first come first served. i would have been FIRST COME if i hadnt been SITTING HERE FOR TWO HOURS trying to figure out HOW TO FILL OUT #YOUR TERRIBLE FUCKING SURVEY YOU PIECES OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also if you are my faculty reading this i am joking pls still give me #all my top choices for units next year because if i am made to do comparative and international economy i'll kill myself in ur lecture xx #first come first served in this context is like a horrible dastardly little gremlin cackling at you and going #heehoooguhhgoohh...whoever first solves my riddle >:-)...shall pass my bridge....>:-)hhehhteehhhhehhhooohoohohshshhaohohoo #(ridi's) bigmouth strikes again

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harvestmoth · 2 years

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sorry for only posting cringe recently. it will happen again

#tw body horror #i think #not really but i wanna make sure #the creatur au thing i had with kanagi but theyre here too #hospital trio died and iroha said ‘actually no they didnt’ and brought them back with amateur necromancy #theyre a little off physically but theyre the same just. undead. and also weird magic things that comes with being undead #sakurakos an android robot thing touka nemu and ui made while iroha made her sentient with magic as a test run #anyways cause of the whole necromancy things shes a little fucked up but yknow #shes mostly the same #i’ll draw the other two gremlins some other time maybe #idk this was mostly just a spur of the moment idea that wouldnt shut up so here #magia record #iroha tamaki #ui tamaki #necromancer iroha au #im calling it that now despite her not originally being the main focus of this au #she kinda ended up stealing the show

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silverislander · 8 months

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fully intended and foreseen consequence of coping better with my anxiety is that this blog will at some point inevitably become More Cringe and that point is SO close on the horizon. if you get mad at me for posting things i like on my blog that is for me you clearly have more issues than i do for worrying abt that possibility for hours on end

#its tumblr were all cringe here. fucking grow up or leave genuinely #also i literally tag everything im into + trigger tags too. block tags or just unfollow me theres no hard feelings i prommy #anyway. ive been falling back into creepypasta which ive mentioned before i was super into as a teen! fun stuff #i love that the fandom is still alive and doing fun new stuff :') theres such good art out there!! and character interpretations!!!!#and ive also gotten really into league lore over the past few months actually. the arcane fixation has morphed #basically it went 'this character looks cool whats their deal. whats this region like. oh another neat character lets look into that'#and then suddenly i know too much™️ bc hyperfixations for me are about gathering information and stories like a raccoon #i have FEELINGS about it. post probably incoming soon abt that #and BRIAR!! shes a little gremlin i kind of love her already #levi.txt #will i delete this in the morning? lets see #but for real tho. im doing really good lately. things arent perfect but i feel like a person for once #i can talk to strangers without acting like a trapped prey animal! it turns out im fucking funny actually! people like my jokes #im SLEEPING again. regularly. that was an issue for nearly a year and im doing ok again (not perfect but hey! ~8hrs!!)#i can just. sit around in public now and not feel like im on a hidden camera show where everyone is judging the way i breathe #slowly switching from self deprecation 'i want to die' jokes to 'im literally gods favourite prince and the hottest bitch alive'#i still get really nervous but it doesnt feel like a personal flaw and it doesnt feel insurmountable anymore #so yeah naturally thats going to come with (hopefully) a lot less shame around things that i like #just asking kindly that people are normal abt it. this is me thriving i guess

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didsomeonesayventus · 1 year

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Two years and I'm still malding a bit over "you're coming home too."

#katie rambles #kh3 spoilers #kh re:mind spoilers #spoilers #kh remind spoilers #(dusts off hands) okay that out of the way.#it's not that i dont think vanitas deserves redemption or think it cant be done #or feel like he cant find a place with ven and his friends #its that the narrative isnt doing jack shit to make it. idk. healthy? warranted?#like from ven pov vanitas has tried to (and almost did) murder aqua twice. terra maybe once.#and when told 'you can choose to like. not be an asshole' he was met with 'well guess what I AM choosing to be an asshole'#and like idk i get that the line can be read as ven saying it like #get back in here you mangy little stray cat that I'm making my responsibility #like accepting that it's better to just get him under tabs and control so he can't do more evil gremlin shit #but unfortunately 'coming home too' also sounds. way too soft to really reliably be read that way #and more like 'i can fix you'#and i ABHOR ventus 'i can fix him' @ vanitas #when vanitas has literally been nothing but rude to ven that is their dynamic #i know kh is nice but they dont have to do this to my boy they dont have to make another layer of worse martyrdom for him #the nap was enough as is and at least constructive to some degree #this isnt even getting into vanitas being Darkness #(which is a whole nother level of stupid that i hate!)#and how that just makes ven trying to be nice. worse!#idk! vanitas can be redeemed sure probably but can it not be a person who (should) have rightful beef with the guy #when vanitas has displayed pretty much no interest in actually fixing himself and if anything is commiting to the evil bit #unpopular opinion im sure but im sticking to my guns on this one you cannot change my mind

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merriclo · 1 year

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@majoraspades you asked for wip #17 so here ya go!! this one’s abt two Links from my au: Lorule and Oracle. they’re having a talk abt trans stuff. it doesn’t escape me that this is the first bit of writing that y’all are getting abt these guys which is kind of crazy, but eh ahsjkds it’s whatever here y’all go <3

context y’all might need: Oracle is a trans man, but he’s closeted and only out to Lorule, who’s genderfluid. Lo and Ravio are married for “tax benefits.” Oracle lives at the castle with his Zelda and acts as her lady-in-waiting, guard, advisor, etc. Basically they’re just really good friends who are kind of attached at the hip and find every way to spend more time together.

content warnings: very brief/vague descriptions of pain and injuries, dealing with dysphoria

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Lorule shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore how the medical gauze rumpled under his ribs, or how his sweat-slicked bangs stuck to his forehead, or how horrible he looked.

He was happy to be home, at least. Hylia had been nice enough to set the portal’s opening to right in front of his house after he got halfway mauled by a bokoblin.

Okay, so he was being a bit dramatic. The wounds weren’t horrible (he hadn’t even needed stitches,) but they were bad enough that Wild had sentenced him to the couch, and his head cold only prolonged his stay.

Sighing, Lorule glanced over at Oracle who was stationed in the green armchair, all curled up with a book in his lap. When Wild asked for someone to stay and watch over the ill, he was the first to volunteer, to the surprise of several. Lorule wasn’t sure if he was actually worried about him, or if he just walked to sit down for a while.

Lorule watch them as they fiddled with a ribbon and bit his cheek absentmindedly. The older hero grimaced.

“Stop chewing up you’re cheek,” he said, voice too hoarse to be properly demanding.

Oracle’s eyes snapped up, filling with a familiar snark as they stared at him through their eyelashes. “Not even bleeding out will stop you from fretting, huh?”

Lorule huffed and tucked some hair behind their ear. “I am not bleeding out.”

“Anymore.”

He shot him a glare, though the mix of pain and sickness made it a lot harder to be mad. “The moment Wild gets back, I’m telling them to scold you for chewing again.”

“And I’ll tell them to scold you for not relaxing!”

“I am relaxing!”

Now it was Oracle’s turn to glare at him, though his had much more edge than Lorule’s did. “Liar.”

He scoffed and suddenly became very interested in both the wood and avoiding the wizard’s harsh gaze at all costs. Oracle didn’t make eye contact often, but when they did it was sharp enough to cut, especially when they were right about something.

And, annoyingly, they were definitely right. Lorule had yet to fully lay down or let their hair loose or even change into something more comfortable. It was a miracle Oracle was able to get him to take his binder off, though Lorule’s compliance was more out of fear of Ravio than Oracle. His husband wouldn’t be too happy catching him breaking house rule #7: no binding when badly wounded.

“Just stop chewing your cheek.”

Lorule looked back up at them and, sure enough, they had stopped gnawing at their cheek. He noticed for a moment how long their hair was, even if it was pulled back in the worlds shittiest ponytail.

“Who taught you how to do your hair?” he asked before he could stop himself. Had they not been both ill and injured they would’ve tried to have a little more class, though when they saw Oracle go rigid they regretted saying anything at all.

“Uhm… I did.” their voice got quiet, replacing any spunk they had before with defensiveness. “Why?”

A pang of guilt hit Lorule’s stomach, right next to the scratches in his flesh. He shifted again, and some of hair fell loose from behind his hair. “Oh, well, it just looks a little uncomfortable,” he floundered, trying to justify his words and make them less bitter. He really had to stop prying into other people’s sense of style, even if it really did look uncomfortable.

Oracle’s shoulders loosened a bit and he tilted his head up, looking in Lo’s direction but not quite at him. “Does it?”

Oh, thank Hylia, it worked. He didn’t offend him.

Lorule cleared his throat nervously, then winced at how it accentuated the burning from the nasal drainage. “Yeah, does it pull at your hair?”

He nodded.

“I can help fix that! Here, c’mere.” Lorule patted the cushion next to him, pulling their legs off of it as much as they could without any pain. Oracle obliged, albeit a bit reluctantly. Their position must’ve been comfortable despite how unbearable it looked. That, or they were hesitant to let a sick person do their hair.

Lorule repositioned themself again and loosened the blue ribbon in Oracle’s hair. It was sweet how he wore his Zelda’s favorite color so often, they really were adorably close. Oracle’s hair slipped from its confinement, falling against his back in a long, pink curtain.

Seeing it up close, Lorule finally understood just how fucked up the kid’s hair was. Didn’t he work in castle? Surely, his Zelda wouldn’t allow her right hand man to go around with such a scraggly haircut?

He had to bite his tongue to stop from asking. Really, he had to get his nose out of other people’s business. He remembered so clearly how it felt to be torn to shreds in Hytopia. It was horrible, no matter how justified it was. He had no right to put someone else through that, didn’t want to put someone else through that.

Oracle shifted under Lorule’s hands as he combed his fingers through his hair. To Lorule’s surprise, there weren’t that many knots, and the ones that were there were relatively easy to break through. It felt healthy and had a good sheen, too. Lorule smiled to themself. Even if the kid had no clue how to style it, at least they knew how to care for it.

Oracle couldn’t help but be a bit sheepish under the attention. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t like the sensation. They would never admit to that, though. Never. It didn’t matter if he’d already been embarrassingly vulnerable with the other hero on numerous occasions, some secrets were best taken to the grave.

He wasn’t very good at doing that, however, and the way he melted under the touch Lorule everything. Thankfully, he let it go unmentioned in favor of a different topic.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Lorule said as they worked through the knots, “why do you keep your hair tied back if it pulls?” They couldn’t help but push into their style choices just a bit. But, he wasn’t as crude this time and it was a legitimate question!

Oracle was silent for a few moments, formulating their words as the other hero’s gentle hands continued card through their hair. He mulled over his words for so long that Lorule realized they’d stepped into a sensitive zone yet again. Godsdammit.

“You don’t have to ans—“

“No!” Oracle snapped, body tensing up as they interrupted. They took a breath and tried to relax their shoulders. “No, it’s fine. You can know. It’s just… hard to word…”

Oracle’s tone made everything click. Lorule had only ever heard that tone twice before: when he’d found them sobbing by the lake and when he’d caught them looking jealously at a shirtless Spirit.

Shit. This was a trans thing.

Fucking of course it was. A frown weighed against Lorule’s brow as he realized just how deeply the cold and injuries were screwing up his critical thinking. He really wasn’t in the right state of mind to handle a talk like this, but, like an idiot, he’d already pushed too far and now he had to commit.

His voice was tentative, but croaked on certain vowels.

“You… don’t like having long hair, do you?”

Silence sat between them, and the only response Lorule got was a slight shake of the head.

He bit his lip as he looked down at the hair gathered in his hands. There sure was a lot and it all went down to the boy’s hips.

Another pang of guilt settled into Lorule’s stomach, wrapping its way around his ribs and clawing at his organs. How had he not realized how dysphoric that must’ve been sooner? Not everyone was able to be okay with having long hair like he was.

Another beat of silence, then: “Do you want to cut it?”

“What?”

He was about to die from how small and tender Oracle’s voice was.

“Do you want to cut it?”

In the quiet between them, Lorule remembered exactly why Oracle had come out to only them. “The people of my Hyrule… they’re… not as accepting at this group. I don’t want to risk any slip ups or suspicion,” they had explained, swearing Lorule into secrecy after he’d accidentally found out.

“We can lie. Say it got cut during a battle.” Oracle didn’t respond, and the older hero resigned themself to doing something they never thought they would. “I can make it choppy and uneven so it’ll be more convincing.”

“… What about the rest of the group? They’d know it’s a lie.”

“We don’t have to do it right now. We could wait until we’re back on the road, find an excuse to leave, and come back claiming we ran into a few ‘blins.”

The wizard shifted in his seat and let out a shaky inhale. “… You’d really help me do that?” The poor kid’s voice was cracking and it was obvious he was fighting back tears.

#bc i didn’t write an ending here’s what happens:#they hug and oracle cries it all out and they go through w the plan #oracle and lo come back to camp one day and oracle’s got short fucked up hair. no one thinks it’s a lie #well ok save Traveler but it’s fine ahsjkds he’ll keep ur secret babes <3 #oracle gets their moment of euphoria and all is well #oracle prob loves that it’s all fucked up too. at heart they r a dungeon crawling gremlin who loves lookin messy #i love oracle can y’all tell #what’s that one quote that’s like #‘she’s my darling— difficult and morose but still my darling’ by. i think vladimir nabokov??#idk but. that’s me w oracle fr. my little fuckass. my dearest baby boy.#i’ll save y’all from a rant abt how much i love lorule too annskdks #sigh i need a writing tag. oh well #Hero’s Call AU

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starlightseq · 1 year

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It’s still New Year’s Day here, so I’m not too late. Have a Happy New Year, y’all!

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic oc #zero the ghost #my art #my little gremlin child out here causing mayhem #also hiding this in the tags but i got a really cool sonic related opportunity given to me today #i honestly can't believe it's real #i can't wait for y'all to see what comes of it !

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dragonhotcoffee · 2 years

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Look I just wanna go on record and say that if you’re an Adam hater, you’re not fun at parties and I’m probably blocking you cause clearly you don’t want to take in all the awesome shit the show has to offer

#sk8 the infinity #shindo ainosuke #sk8 adam #half of the fun of a show like this is the great villain come on #and now he's possibly being tamed which has good potential #die mad about it #also what's not to love about a fun little gremlin man tap dancing on his skateboard???#some people are just too tame in this fandom i swear to god #can't even let themselves love an unhinged feral gremlin man #and he's honestly not that bad compared to other villains i've seen trust me #yes he's assaulted people and that shit with cherry was fucked but also this is a fictional story and i'm here to have a good time #anyways this is an adam stan account

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epitomees · 1 year

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Farewell to October’s Frights

The call of attack was set. As several other users joined to provide their own assistance, Pyro feebly attempted a getaway. The cold shock combined with a soaking chill made it more difficult for flight. Even relighting his flame proved a complicated challenge. Halloween had just begun, hadn’t it? Despite his mischievous behavior throughout the autumn equinox, Jack learned many customs by simply observing the goings of human life. Specific celebrations, the tradition of dressing in costumes, and not to mention...the tricks!

Humans were a fascinating bunch, as thought by one whom used to walk among them. Living in the Sea for so long made Jack forget the joys of people’s company. Good, friendly, intoxicating, all these feelings long-been buried since the time of Jack’s own demise....

“Pleeeease, hee hee! Let me have a little more fun before I go, hee ho heeho!!!” His pleas begged forgiveness, yet the rushing onslaught all but buried Jack’s cries. Left and right, punches and kicks from every side, enough to weaken the creature’s own strength. At this rate, the cognitive sea would draw him back all on its own. No say from Jack, no comeback or rebuttal, just a forced acceptance back into the world he came from...

That’s until....

“Let me go, hee ho!! Let me GO!” Jack recognized this surge. Something powerful all coming together, concentrated and endless as it coursed through the undead veins of the pyro’s own form. Although pinpointing its source wasn’t too strong at the moment, a silent gratitude passed onward to whomever answer Jack’s tearful invocations. “A dozen against one isn’t much of a fair fight, now is it hee hee! Isn’t it MORE FUN when you level the playing field, hee ho hee ho!”

Pyro Jack’s DEF, ATK, and AGI are raised!

Lantern in hand, flame burning in a mix of orange and red, the pyromaniac was set for a counterattack. He flew above the crowd of Persona users with flaring red eyes, blazing with hot embers. “If you all want so badly to be rid of me, you’ll have to do it when I’m TOP NOTCH AS WELL, HEE HEE HEE!!” The advantage of possessing his own abilities outside of the other world came particularly in handy for such a situation. With his lantern light, the Magician casted a fiery ball of concentrated embers held carefully in his gloved hand. A bottle of jack would have amped up the damage, though he planned on saving some bottles upon his return. Either way, if it was a fight for survival, or simply to enjoy his last evening walking the mortal realm, Jack wouldn’t back down.

Don’t take him yet. Not yet!

There’s still pranks to be had! There’s candy to take! There’s...

‘Your time is up, as midnight strikes’ ‘All Hallow’s Eve has come and pass, along with its frights’ ‘Back to the sea, for that is where you must reside’ ‘Until yet again, when my power can open the gates once more...’

The voice returned, once again, just as ominous and far-off as the first day Jack passed through the Sea’s open gates. Despite his ample strength and unwavering conviction to keep himself in the living world, time was his real enemy. An opponent too tough to beat, and one too ever-present to counter as well. If he were to keep himself until the morning light, an unknown consequence may befall him. At this time, Jack listened to the voice and without a word ceased the build-up of fire. Every Persona user present was spared a fiery inferno, and instead witnessed the disappearance of Pyro Jack.

“...fine then. If I must go back, hee ho, then I’ll return. But don’t you forget old Pyro Jack’s legacy, hee ho!!” Still as cheeky as always, even when his incorporeal body slowly disintegrated. “I’ll be back next year with MORE FUN in mind, hee hee ho!!” With his last goodbye, including a very enthusiastic hand wave, Pyro Jack was gone.

The Sea took him back with open arms, and surely...some of his skeletal friends would enjoy the leftover alcohol he brought along.

Pyro Jack has been....defeated? His Soul has returned into humanity’s cognition, along with other Personas released into the mortal world.

#ic #Guest Muse: Pyro Jack #Halloween Event End #((It's A FEW DAYS LATE but I've been battling a cold so I had no energy to write this up #BUT HERE WE ARE!!!#Jack is back where he belongs....for now :3 #come next October he may bring some friends~#but thanks to everyone who enjoyed the little gremlin!!#I'm glad you guys liked it and the Halloween chaos he brought!))#long post

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