#nonsense brabble

[art-of-mathematics]

Today's thought gibberish (random splinters of thought that popped up in my mind)

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Durch jeden Missverfolg gewinnt man Erfahrungen.

Demnach ist Versag durchaus ein Schritt zum Erfolg.

Reiht man viele Schritte aneinander - so ergibt sich daraus ein Weg, den man selbst erschafft während man ihn geht.

Das Ziel dabei ist nur der Prozess des Gehens, - des Lernens, des Entstehens, des Erfahrens.

Ich weiß nicht, was mein Ziel ist, doch diese Art von UNgewissheit gibt mir die Möglichkeit, jeden Tag frei zu entscheiden, welchen Weg ich gehen möchte.

Dadurch, dass etwas nicht vordefiniert ist, nicht vorbestimmt, kann es sich frei entfalten.

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In uncertainty lies opportunity.

In uncertainty lies opportunity to change.

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[Self-determination], and [environmental and situational restrictions] can and will co-exist.

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#thought gibberish #fio ergo sum #nonsense brabble #i do not really know what i write here - but I have a vague grasp on what I might mean... #it drives me nuts - somehow #my brain crumbles - like - almost literally #this sort of thinking about your thinking is like dissolving yourself #maybe i really can't withstand the situation and my past to crush me #maybe it's just analysis paralysis #it feels like severe brain fog #like time stands still - and simultaneously rushes super fast #it's like there are two or more clocks inside me - whose times are dilated/contracted differently #this sounds like nonsense #this state of mind/consciousness is disturbing #yet i can use this smartphone to write this nonsense #maybe i just need to do something else #but i'm obsessed with these thought loops - they are too interesting - and I do not know what I could be doing instead #the situation consists of waiting for an appointment in a psychosomatic clinic - and waiting for finally moving away from Dresden #so - waiting and not being able to properly do anything is the actual problem #also: all these changes are making me severely anxious #thoughts about thinking

[pandoraslxna]

Roomate!Lo'ak taking you home when you said someone at the party was bothering you and dicking you down all nasty like im talking you all fucked out but homeboy want more

Now this got me thinking of that fine piece of art again with him in those sweatpants

Roommate!Lo‘ak is already touchy with you when you’re sober because he’s a huge flirt, but when you’re drunk it’s a whole other level. Taking you home with his hands on and around your hips, whispering all the filthy things he wants to do to you into your ear, talking about how you’re safe with him and he‘ll make you feel good like you deserve it. He has his hand on your thigh or underneath your dress during the drive back to your shared place and then he fucks you dumb on his cock until you drool and brabble nonsense, and he’s not stopping until you truly can’t come anymore 😮‍💨

#𝐿𝓊𝓃𝒶‘𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ #𝒯𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

[football-and-fanfics]

The Housekeeper - Erling Haaland

Who: Erling Haaland Request: hello, could write something of the plan love / hate. Reader works as a housekeeper in Erling's house and they initially do not have a good relationship. But everyone understands why she is not fired at the same time. Requested by: anonymous Warnings: none

For a few months now, you worked as housekeeper in Erling's house. Several times a week you went over to his place to do the cleaning or run some errands for him.

He was an impressive man, not only by reputation, but surely too in appearance. A big, strong man, and he didn't act overly friendly to you. He wasn't mean or rude, but mostly ignored you or gave you the cold shoulder.

Whenever you spoke to your friends about it, they didn't understand why you didn't quit. But Erling never complained or made comments about the quality of your work, and the pay was surely good, so you stuck to it.

At first, you didn't think much of the way Erling treated you. You had your space to do your job, and if he wasn't in for getting acquainted or small talk, than that was fine by you. But lately you had the strange feeling he was stealing glances at you. It weren't suspicious glances, rather some strange form of fascination. Also, where he usually was away when you worked in his house, Erling now was at home much more often.

For a few more weeks you paid close attention when you worked in his house, and quickly learned that Erling was most definitely checking you out whenever he had the chance. It took at least a week more for you to gather up the courage to speak to him, before you finally did.

"Can I ask you something?" You asked when Erling 'coincidentally' needed to be in the kitchen as you worked there. Erling shortly looked at you, before grunting his approval. "Why are you staring at me?" You blurted out quite bluntly. "You don't speak to me unless you absolutely have to, but I catch you staring at me whenever you have the chance lately. And, frankly, I don't know what to think of it anymore."

The big man in front of you seemed to shrink a few inches. Erling hung his head, but you still caught the furious blush spreading across his cheeks. "I'm sorry." You had never known it would be possible for such a big man to produce such a small voice, and you suddenly felt slightly guilty for confronting him like this. But that blush did confirm your suspicion.

"I--I..." Erling tried his utmost best to get words out, but could only brabble some incoherent nonsense. "Stop," you said quickly, your tone compassionate. "I know. You don't have to say it." Erling's eyes held a mixture of embarrassment and surprise. "You... you know?" "I may only be a housekeeper, but I'm not dumb," you smirked.

A deep exhale deflated his chest as a smile now made its way onto Erling's face. "I handled this all wrong, but... I was so caught off guard by my own feelings that I did some stupid things." You nodded in agreement, but didn't speak. "I fully understand if you don't want anything to do with me," Erling continued, voice a little unsteady. "But, if... if you would give me another chance to do this right and have dinner with me. Or maybe just coffee."

You could easily see the nervousness in Erling in the few seconds it took you to answer. He was clearly contemplating whether or not he had permanently screwed things up with you before any kind of relationship had even begun.

"You would actually have to talk to me." You grinned jokingly. Erling chuckled nervously. "Believe it or not, I've wanted to for a long time." The fact that this man, this big, well-known man, was apparently so swept off his feet by you, suddenly hit you. It made you feel special and the decision ultimately very easy. "Yes," you smiled, "I would love to go on a date with you."

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[mrslittletall]

Before I drive to the hospital, I need to vent a little:

At the moment I am exhausted. I would like to take a break from hospital visits a little or reduce my visits. The thing is, my husband is barely coherent. If he is brabbling nonsense with me near to him or not is barely making a difference. But then I am the bad wife. I am his wife, how dare I not want to spend every single minute with my sick husband?! Honestly, I hate this! Yes, I want to spend time with my husband, but what I do atm is talking to a toddler who is trapped in my husband's body! But of course I can't say this to his family or they will think I am dramatic and will be mad at me. I already feel guilty for only staying an hour and then leaving even though I kinda have days like this... Get up, have breakfast, work, go home, eat and scroll tumblr and twitter for an hour, leave for the hospital, stay there for over an hour, drive home. Three to four hours are just gone! And I have to admit, I am getting salty. My FiL is asking to switch days around a lot lately because of appointments. Just after I re-scheduled a massage appointment because it was clearly not imporant enough and I can have my massage two monts later even though my shoulders are killing me. And the thing is, he is RETIRED and has a wife who can provide support at home with housework and cooking! Me? At the moment I am ALONE! I have cats! I have a job! I need to do all the housework without ANY helps whatsoever! And I sacrifice a whole lot of my free time only to let myself get called unflattering names by my toddler husband! I love my husband, but he is NOT my life! I have a life outside of him! I want to live my life outside of him! I want to be creative and play games with friends. I am glad that I still manage my streams, but I barely manage to be creative lately, because I mostly have to do other stuff when I finally have free time and then my drive to create is just gone... Honestly, I just want to take a break for a whole year, not doing anything, not talking with anyone in real life and just create fic and art and not do a single housework action in my life! But I know this is not possible... I have to accept this is my life now. I just hate that my desire for a freaking break is seen as me "being a bad wife". I am so glad I don't have a child. How should I have fit a baby into that schedule?! I probably would have needed to recruit my mom full time... Anyway, I just want a break... just give me a break... and please tell me I am not a bad wife, that my feelings are valid and that damn "heterosexual" culture is the devil for believing that a wife or a husband has to spend every single minute at their ailing spouse's bed...

#little talks about stuff #vent #the hospital is like a drive that takes 45 minutes to one hour #it is not a close hospital!

[loriilane]

Sucker and Suck Up

Apricity, that's what she seemed like across the office.

Her gaze that seemed as stainless as steel faltered when she focused on me, yet those eyes were different.

Different to the swains who flock and attempt to woo me, her gaze had higher significance.

All I would need to do is brabble about nonsense for those around me to like me, yet not her.

I have not harped a single tone or ditty tune to chirp in her direction, not when my heart swells.

This feeling, this strange electrifying shock, this new feeling..

Ah, she'll be the end of me.

This office runs on those who fudgel around, leaving it only for her.

Even when I help her on such matters, her blatant unamused "thank you"s are all that I receive.

It's refreshing after the storm of roses I've been buried in.

#old time #suck up and sucker #possibly lesbian #beginning of the end #soon to be released #coming soon #upcoming author

[nodus-vacui]

effugium ex terrori realitatis per comprehensionem realitatis

Escape from the terror of reality by comprehension of reality

#latin #nonsense brabble #reality #escapism #escape #science #escapism method

[geistiger-abfall]

Ich muss mal wieder das geistige Klosettbecken bestücken... mit, ihr werdet es nicht glauben, Gedankenkot oder -kotze... Was auch immer, ist hin wie huppe, wo der Abfall herkommt, von oben, von unten, von drinnen oder von draußen... oder aus einer nicht-orientierbaren Oberfläche... (Kotze ich nun in das Becken hinein oder aus dem Becken heraus?)

#when philosophy meets bullshit #gedankenkot über gedankenkot #nuthouse vibes #nonsense brabble

[regenbogenabgrund]

Dass irgendjemand meine Bullshit-Ideen toll findet verwundert mich. Um ehrlich zu sein bin ich um die mentale Gesundheit dieser Individuen besorgt.

#nonsense brabble #selbstbezügliches #selbstreferenz #zweifelhaftes #unergründliches #ironisches #lustig auf einer traurigen art und weise

[creamecream]

My preference for Chongyun x Razor literally comes from me seeing Chongyun with his popsicle, then thinking about Chongyun offering to give Razor a bite because he saw him staring, and Razor proceeds to eat the whole thing in one bite.

That’s it. that’s what the thought process was.

#ain’t I good at making up ships on absolute nonsense~ #I literally ship draculaura and abbey because they have nice colors together #this probably isn’t much better sorry not sorry #have I mentioned I ship this before? I know I mentioned it elsewhere just maybe not on tumblr #genshin impact #chongyun #chongyun x razor #this probably doesn’t have a ship name so...chongzor? rayun? something else? #razor #Creame brabbling

[kyovtani]

tsum tsum calling you daddy’s little whore while fucking you dumb 🥺 he decides to take a pause for a second and says soemthing to you that you can’t even comprehend and he laughs and says “aw puppy did i really fuck you stupid?” FUCK THIS MAN HAS ME ON A DIFFERENT LEVELLLLLL - ♉️

at one point you just look at him, trying your very best to understand his words through the thick veil of arousal and pleasure clouding your brain from getting fucked for so long and so good, yet just as usual you fail and struggle to even hear him properly :(( and that‘s atsumu favorite part because that‘s when he knows that you think about his cock and nothing but his cock. he can‘t help but chuckle at how cute you look with your tear stained face and glossy eyes: he just loves the way your bottom lip quivers with every snap of his hips and how ishe supposed to keep himself together when you let out a soft noise every single time he rams his hard cock back into your used pussy!!>:( sometimes he just watches you brabble your nonsense, enjoying the effect he has on you but sometimes he edges you and then he makes you gave him proper responses despite knowing that you struggle so hard to even form a correct sentence but he doesnt care at all bc if you want to have your cunt fucked so badly you better know how to speak properly!!<33

#✉️.kyov’s spice #💌.for tsumu lovers #✉️.dumbification #✉️.degradation #💌.anon ♉️

[pandoraslxna]

Ok but like what would miles be into on ur body

Quaritch is an ass man, no doubt.

Miles Quaritch x female reader, minors dni 🔞

Miles loves to stare at your ass when you walk by. Those tight jeans, the ones that hug your curves so perfectly fine, they just do something to him. Even better are your skimpy gym shorts and those leggings that are basically see through. He can’t deny that he feels a little jealous that you walk around his squad like that. But watching you bend over and jump around with that absolute peach of an ass usually makes him forget about anyone else’s presence in the room.

Quaritch definitely prefers doggy style or reverse cowgirl, just to see that ass bounce on his cock. If you’re into it, he wouldn’t mind bending you over his knee and give that ass a firm slap for walking around like a little slut in front of the other recoms.

But there’s something else right in front of his eyes when he fucks you with your face pressed against the pillow. No matter if you’re a recom too or maybe an avatar or a even a Na‘vi, I feel like Quaritch would have a thing for your tail. He likes to wrap his hand around it, gives him some leverage to fuck you real nice and deep. He would tug on it too, not too hard but just enough to see you drool and brabble whatever nonsense your fucked out brain can still produce.

#miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch x reader smut #colonel miles quaritch #colonel quaritch #quaritch smut #colonel quaritch x reader smut

[3laxx]

Babysitting a Human: 101

“Hi, little one. And who might you be?”, the baby giggled and reached for her green hair but she leaned back, instead offering her necklace. In an instant, the baby was fascinated by the gem and grabbed that instead, making Amity chuckle, “Aren’t you a sweet one.” Through a potion, Luz is aged down to a baby and Amity luckily is at the right place, at the right time. Shenanigans ensue.

I literally just wanted to write Luz as a baby and Amity babysitting her. It's that simple sometimes xD I also just wanted to explore Amity being a confused teenager who's good with babies, because in "Lost in Language" she definitely seemed to handle the small kids really well! Please have as much fun reading as I had writing this story, and have a wonderful day <3 3laxx~

Ao3 / FF.net

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“Ah, Minty green! You came at the perfect time, actually!”

Amity was almost offended by the nickname Eda had given her on the fly if it hadn’t irritated her more that the wild witch seemed to be on the way to leave.

“What-”, she already wanted to ask, but the witch just wrapped her arm around her shoulders and began pushing her towards the Owl House.

“I actually gotta run real quick to do-… Business. You gotta watch Luz. Okay, bye!”

The teen just merely managed to furrow her eyebrows as King jumped past her, onto Eda’s staff, and the witch began flying off.

“Wait! What do you even mean?!”

But Eda already waved and flew off, yelling something that Amity couldn’t quite make out, something like “Don’t let her die, will be back tomorrow!”

This was getting weirder and weirder by the second. Amity huffed, pulling her bag tighter around her and furrowing her eyebrows at the house. The door was open, and that bird tube was doing something inside, which involved very questionable sounds.

Did she even want to go inside now?

She had known becoming friends with Luz was going to be messy and weird and definitely sometimes out of her comfort zone, but she had just wanted to come by to give Luz back her copy of The Good Witch Azura novel three since she had claimed she had lost hers and just wanted to spend time with Luz outside of their weekly book club meetings.

But now she suddenly wasn’t sure how urgent this was. She could give her the book back tomorrow, too, right?

Eda had just talked nonsense, and Amity wouldn’t – absolutely wouldn’t – get involved with Hooty. She could just go, right? Huffing, she fastened the strap on her bag again and nodded, turning away from the Owl House. She had no obligation to stay after Eda had just recruited her for-… Something. Watching Luz?

Amity rolled her eyes. Luz was older than her, by a few months, and could very much look after herself. Well, not always, but she didn’t need a babysitter, and especially not Amity. Shaking the blush off her face, she started leaving again, when suddenly, she heard Hooty doing some noise and a baby crying.

This made her stop dead in her tracks and she could feel her heart jumping at that.

Eda didn’t have a baby. Luz didn’t either. She knew Eda had babysat the Bat Queen’s children once, but their screaming sounded different. This hadn’t been a demon cry or whatever else.

Slowly, Amity turned back to the house and slowly approached it.

Whatever was inside, Hooty was probably not the best company for that thing. She already cursed herself for investigating, but Titan, she couldn’t just leave a child alone with that bird tube.

Hooty just retreated when she entered through the door, talking to himself in his annoying, high-pitched voice.

“Geez, okay! I get it, you don’t want to play ‘Catch the mouse’, hoot!”

Before the bird could even start to talk to Amity upon noticing her, she shot him a glare that was enough to make him close the door after her. Now she heard it clearly.

A whimper sounded through the room, then a cry. She furrowed her eyebrows at that and put down her bag, before looking around.

Sure enough, there was a crib. Amity didn’t know Eda and Luz would be babysitting again.

“Luz? Are you here?”

Nobody answered so Amity assumed Luz was still upstairs. Why would she leave a baby alone here, though? Luz was the most caring person she knew, and while still being a child herself most of the time, she would never just leave a baby in Hooty’s care.

Carefully, she approached the crib and looked inside, only to stumble back with a red face, landing on her rear and stretching out her arms in a fighting motion. This had just activated her fight-or-flight reflex.

The baby inside the crib looked exactly like Luz. Had she missed the last thirteen months or something? And wasn’t Luz a little young to be a mother? And-… Did that mean Luz wasn’t single?

Amity breathed for a moment, then she got back up again, her thoughts running a mile an hour. This couldn’t be, right. Was that Luz’s little sibling? But how would they have come here? The same way Luz had managed to end up here? Amity knew it involved a portal.

If Luz had a little sibling, though, why bring them here?

She once again peered into the crib and sure enough, there was a little baby, not much older than four months maybe, but definitely not a year yet. It was crying, kicking helplessly, and crying.

Motherly instincts, that the teenager hadn’t known had existed inside her, suddenly took over. She reached inside and softly cradled the baby in her arms, then she lifted it up and began bopping it, helplessly looking around.

She was in this house now, alone, with a baby and a dumb bird tube, and Eda was apparently leaving for the entire night? She had babysat before, sure, Boscha’s little sister for example while her friend had wanted to go to some party for older kids. And she managed the children at the library every week. But this was a little rushed.

Huffing, she took the baby with her and started exploring upstairs. She knew where Luz’s room was, so she went there first while keeping the baby close, but her friend was nowhere to be found. Nor was anyone else.

After searching through every accessible room – some she didn’t want to open, who knew what Eda was hiding behind closed doors – she returned to the living room and sat down on the couch with the baby in her lap, furrowing her eyebrows.

“Hi, little one. And who might you be?”, the baby giggled and reached for her green hair but she leaned back, instead offering her necklace. In an instant, the baby was fascinated by the gem and grabbed that instead, making Amity chuckle, “Aren’t you a sweet one.”

The gem was round and too big to fit in its mouth so she didn’t mind the baby playing with her necklace while she tried to figure out what she was doing here.

“What are we gonna do now, little baby? I know how to babysit, but I don’t even know who you are and why you’re here. You do look a little like Luz, though.”

Squinting her eyes, she watched the baby in her arms. She knew that face. That baby looked so damn similar to the teenager she knew from school.

But it couldn’t be Luz herself, right?

Eda had told her to watch Luz and she had thought that was weird. Was it possible that-…?

The baby looked up to her and once again tried to reach her hair while Amity watched it closely.

“Luz?”

The baby seemed to listen up at that. Amity’s eyes widened.

“Oh my Titan, Luz, is it actually you?!”

In an instant, the baby began sniffling again at Amity raising her voice, so she quickly got back up again and started rocking the baby, Luz, to try and soothe her.

“Shh, shh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get loud. Is it really you, though?”

The baby slowly stopped crying again and Amity’s heart began racing. That meant she was holding her crush in her arms right now. Her crush turned into a baby.

Luz brabbled something and once again reached the gem around Amity’s neck, starting to drool all over it, but Amity couldn’t care.

Eda had to explain some things to her once she got back.

Oh Titan, when she got back. She had said she’d only be back in the morning. It was afternoon right now, which meant Amity would have to watch over Luz for at least eighteen hours?!

Except if she called Willow.

She knew her former friend was incredibly good with babies, she supposed that came with understanding plants so much. It wasn’t that much of a difference after all. Don’t drop, don’t squish, feed regularly, and keep it clean and free of bugs.

Right, what was she going to feed Luz, anyway?! Did human babies have some special things they couldn’t eat? Oh Titan, this was going to be a nightmare. Amity didn’t even know if Luz was allergic to anything.

A squeal let her listen up again and she realized Luz had tried to get her attention for quite a while now, while she had paced through the living room.

“Yes? What do you want?”, again, the baby reached for her hair and Amity rolled her eyes, “Fine. But if you tug, I’ll never let you touch it again.”

The tiny Luz went quiet at Amity’s hair starting to fall over her small baby hand, and she clumsily tried grasping some strands, making Amity giggle.

“You like that?”

Out of instinct, she leaned down to the baby and shook her head, tickling Luz with her hair hanging into her tiny face. The baby squealed in joy and kicked joyfully, making Amity laugh as well.

“You know, you’re actually super cute like that. I mean, you’re also cute when you’re all grown up, but this is another level of cute.”

The baby Luz once again giggled and squealed while Amity continued shaking her hair into her face until the baby grabbed a handful of her strands and ripped with all its might.

With a yelp, Amity stumbled back but tried to keep her balance, not to drop the baby.

“Ouch! Ouch ouch ouch, let go, let go! That hurts, stop!”

Untangling Luz’s tiny hand from her hair proved to be more difficult than she had anticipated and she grumbled when she actually saw a few ripped-out hairs in the baby’s hand.

“That wasn’t nice.”, she chastised Luz, pouting, “Don’t do that again.”

The baby was too engrossed with the hair she had ripped out, though. Amity merely rolled her eyes, then she decided to create a war plan.

First, she had to find out what human babies ate and if Eda had anything here that she could feed Luz. Secondly, she would have to look for some diapers, because while it looked like Luz was wearing one in her onesie, she wasn’t sure how much longer it was going to hold. Amity already grimaced at that thought. But a baby wouldn’t be able to hold it in for eighteen hours, right? And she supposed Luz wouldn’t remember anything anyway. Plus, it was probably less traumatizing to wash Luz than to endure her full diaper until the next morning.

Carefully, she set the baby down in her crib and entered the kitchen next door, to see if Eda got anything edible.

After a minute of searching, Luz began to feel lonely and Amity couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“I’m right here, Luz, everything’s alright! My Titan, how did your mother raise you if you couldn’t even stand being alone for five minutes?”

The baby seemed to calm down at Amity talking so she just continued monologuing while continuing through the cupboards and finding some troubling things.

“I mean, I’m literally just next door. You can relax, promise, I’ll be right back. I just need to find something that you can have as dinner and breakfast. Does Eda even have milk around here? Wait, do babies like you eat anything already, or do you just drink milk? How am I supposed to know, I’m fourteen!”

At that point, she’d probably have to call an adult who had ideally already raised a baby, but nobody came to mind. Except, yes, her old nanny! Her mother hadn’t done much of the raising, just a lot of the chastising, so her nanny was probably the closest she’d get to any helpful advice. Summoning her scroll phone, she walked back into the living room and propped herself up on the crib so Luz could see her and play some more with her necklace, something she had apparently grown very fascinated with.

Dialing her nanny’s number, she held the scroll phone to her ear and waited for the witch to accept the call while watching the tiny baby drooling all over the gem. A small smile grew on her lips.

This was actually kinda nice.

It was sweet to see Luz like this, so young and absolutely fascinated by everything, much like her teenage self, just a lot simpler.

“Hello, Amity!”, her nanny answered the phone and Amity heard the telltale cry of babies in the background, making her grimace.

“Hi, Nana!”, she greeted her old nanny and rubbed over her face, trying her best to formulate the following story as harmlessly as possible, “Uhm, what do little human babies eat when they’re maybe, four months old?”

The line remained silent for a little, until Luz squealed at the gem, making Amity flinch.

“… Why are you with a human baby?”, her nanny asked and Amity grimaced.

“That’s a long story that nobody needs to know about. In short, I’m babysitting. She’s four months old and liked to pull my hair. So, what do they eat?”

Her nanny remained quiet for a second again and Amity started fidgeting.

“Well, I suppose human babies aren’t that different from witch babies. If the baby can sit, and seems interested in solids, you can feed that to it.”, she explained and Amity nodded, making a note to test if Luz could sit already.

“Okay, got it. Can I call you again if I need more advice? I’m kinda alone with the baby right now and the uh-… Mother didn’t leave me any hints.”, Amity pulled a face at calling Eda Luz’s mother, even if she supposed that they had grown quite close ever since Luz arrived here.

“Yes, I might just be a little busy sometimes. Is there anything else that you’re not telling me? You know I notice if you’re lying.”, her nanny prodded and she knew that she just wanted some details on the human baby.

Amity huffed.

“Don’t worry, everything is fine. If I’m in a house that’s not exactly made for a baby, though, and can’t find baby food, what do I do then? Because I can’t really leave.”

“Well, I could come over an-”

“I’ll just mash something up, thank you Nana, byeee!”, Amity panicked and hung up, breathing quickly. If her old nanny had known she was in the Owl House, with a teenager turned baby, she’d be done for. Her parents would know faster than she could blink.

Luz meanwhile looked up to her and reached for her hair again, but Amity scowled at her.

“No, you lost all hair privileges.”

Baby Luz started tearing up so Amity sighed and rolled her eyes before lifting her out of her crib again and starting to bounce her.

“Let’s see what we can do together, hm? There should be something safe around here that we can mess with. Maybe some plushies. Didn’t you tell me of King’s army once? I bet he has some plushies. Or maybe you have some! We can look through your stuff and see what we can find.”

The baby kicked a little and Amity took that as a yes.

“Let’s go then, we can hopefully find something to keep you busy. And I can read The Good Witch Azura to you!”, at that name, the tiny baby squealed and Amity giggled while cradling her safely and starting to go upstairs again, “Oh you remember her, huh? I should’ve figured, who could ever forget Azura?”

Sure enough, she found a little plush in Luz’s stuff, and it seemed like Luz was recognizing it because she reached for it, so Amity put her down on her back on top of her sleep cocoon – Luz had explained to her what that was once but she had forgotten again, in any case, it was soft enough for a baby to lie on it – and gave her the toy while sitting down next to her, smiling when baby Luz started taking the plush into her mouth as well.

“Don’t worry, I’ll wash that for you once you’re back to normal again.”, she smirked and propped herself up on an arm, leaning over Luz, “Aren’t you a cute one, hm?”

The tiny baby giggled at her and kicked, then she reached out to brush over her soft baby skin, humming.

“You were so adorable as a baby! And you already had your big, brown eyes. I bet your mom could tell you’d be pretty someday.”

Luz laughed again and lost the toy she had been drooling over, making Amity fetch it for her and give it back, watching Luz’s tiny fingers clumsily grasping the fur of the plush. A warm feeling rose in Amity’s chest while she watched the baby playing like this, and she couldn’t help but smile.

“Maybe I’ll have a tiny baby like you someday when I’m older and ready. And maybe she’ll look like you.”, daydreaming about her crush wasn’t uncommon for Amity, even drawing fanart of her and Luz and losing herself in fantasies about them marrying someday, but she hadn’t even once thought about having a baby with Luz. She supposed her teenage hormones and developing motherly instincts connected the baby in front of her to a faraway future that could maybe be a possibility.

In an instant, though, Amity became beet red when thinking about having a baby with Luz. That would mean they’d be married, which would mean they had a relationship before that, which would, in turn, mean that Amity would confess her feelings to her.

Which would not ever happen, nope!

She spluttered then she turned away and shook her head, listening to Luz still brabbling on and telling the plush some serious stories, having rolled over by now and holding it in front of her face.

Her tiny knees bumped against Amity’s hips and she looked back.

She had to admit, it was a nice little daydream. Nothing wrong with a little fantasy like that.

“You’re so tiny…”, she giggled, her blush fading when she took one of Luz’s feet and tickled the baby through its sock, laughing when she looked up to her irritated.

“Oh, come on, your mom tickled you before I’m sure!”

The baby gurgled and giggled then when she tickled her again and left the plush to try and grab at Amity’s face. The teen reached up to tie all her hair up to a high ponytail, which still left out a few strands, but way less to give the baby any chance to pull on them again, and lifted Luz up to sit her down on her lap against her thighs, leaning in a little so they were close.

Baby Luz reached out to her nose and grabbed it, making the witch laugh and blow a tiny raspberry on the baby’s wrist.

“What’re you trying to do with my nose, steal it?”, she asked and Luz laughed, flailing, before patting her cheek and reaching for Amity’s nose again, causing her to laugh.

She sat back a little to lean against the couch table and pull her knees a little closer, so Luz could sit a little more upright. Her tiny legs were crossed over Amity’s stomach and while she held onto her knee with one arm to keep the position, she reached down to grab Luz’s foot again and slightly shake it, successfully diverting the baby’s attention from grabbing at her nose.

“You’re actually quite easy to handle. Boscha’s little sister is sweet and all, but she does learn a lot from her older sister. Sometimes she’s a real handful. You’re just curious, aren’t you?”

Luz tried grabbing at her hand which still softly shook her foot, then the baby looked up again and grabbed Amity’s upper lip instead, blinking at the sight when she uncovered Amity’s teeth.

The girl laughed again but permitted the baby to continue, opening her mouth for her.

“An wha’re yu trayna do now?”, she slurred, her mouth opened, when the baby searched and lifted her second hand to grab Amity’s lower teeth, inspecting them with very careful, pointed movements. She wouldn’t have thought Luz to be so coordinated while being so clumsy.

The baby hiccupped, still tapping around on her teeth and discovering her fangs, before Amity laughed and closed her mouth, very softly biting down on her fingers and closing her lips as well. Luz recoiled and pulled her fingers back, obviously surprised by Amity doing that, but she quickly found delight in that. Amity opened her mouth back up again and Luz made it a game to grab at her teeth while Amity softly tried catching her, playfully snapping at her.

Luz laughed and laughed, so much so that she really started hiccupping now, until Amity stopped and chuckled as well, but dodged all of the baby’s attempts with her hand, catching both of them on Luz’s belly while looking at her.

“Luz, are you hungry?”

But Luz wasn’t done playing yet. Instead, she freed her tiny hands and once again reached for Amity’s face, this time her cheeks. Before she could pinch her skin, though, Amity quickly blew some air into her cheeks and the small baby laughed when she let it escape again.

They continued playing for a little while, Luz exploring and discovering Amity’s face thoroughly, until the teen was not only covered in her own drool but also Luz’s since she just couldn’t stop taking her little fists in her own mouth all over again.

“Okay, that’s enough now, you had your fun. I wanna wash my face.”

She lifted the baby off her lap and set her down, giving her back the plush, before going to the kitchen and turning on the sink to rub all over her face, before furrowing her eyebrows at the sink’s depth.

A baby could comfortably sit in there.

Amity smiled. She knew exactly how she was going to wash Luz now, without being embarrassed too much – hopefully.

Returning to the living room, she checked on Luz who was animatedly telling her plush something very important – she supposed, at least, Luz was fixating the toy and brabbling in one go – so she went back inside to get some fruit and milk Eda had luckily kept around and begun preparing what she thought was best for a baby’s meal.

First, she made sure to remove all the seeds and skin, then she mushed it the best she could so she had a soft goo, and put some milk into it, to make it a little more fluid so Luz could eat it. She supposed that should be enough to feed a baby, for a little bit at least. She was kinda left alone here without any proper meal plan, so she just made do of what she could find.

After preparing the meal and finding the tiniest little spoon to fit in Luz’s mouth, she grabbed the jar in which she had created the meal and carried it back to the living room to find Luz trying to shuffle away from the sleeping bag, her little legs kicking and her hands moving and working while she lifted her head, making Amity chuckle. “And where do you think you’re going?”

The baby looked up at her and huffed, trying to move again, but Amity just picked Luz up and set her back down on her lap like before, letting her lean against her thighs to feed her.

Luz was active and interested enough in the dinner Amity had made for her so she supposed it was fine.

As Amity discovered shortly, though, Luz was a little too active. At the first spoon, she knew this was going to be a pain. After scooping some up, she put the spoon on the baby’s lips and opened her own mouth, for Luz to imitate her, but the baby was too engrossed with other things, like staring at Amity and flailing.

“Luz, you gotta open your mouth.”, she prodded, but she kept her lips firmly shut, “Please? Pretty please?”

She tried letting the baby taste the fruity mix a little, and it worked after she had managed to push the spoon’s tip through her lips. Suddenly opening her mouth wide, Luz allowed her to push the spoon inside. The first three to five spoons were not a problem.

But then, Luz discovered, she could also spit the food back out again. Which was apparently a lot more fun than just letting it disappear.

Amity had just giggled at imitating a griffin flying the spoon into Luz’s mouth, and already scooped up the next one, when a kinda warm goopy mess landed on her arm. The teen squinted her eyes and slowly looked back to Luz, who still had her mouth opened, drool connecting to the griffin spoon’s content that now sat on Amity’s arm. She huffed at the baby.

“I thought we had an agreement, Luz.”, she pointed at Luz quickly closing her mouth again, then she helpfully pointed at the slime on Amity’s arm. At that, Amity couldn’t help but chuckle, then she wiped it with a tissue she had smartly remembered to bring as well.

“I know feeding a baby is messy. But seriously, you didn’t need to spit it on me. You have plenty of room to spit it on yourself!”, Amity suggested while spreading the cloth on her chest now so her clothes wouldn’t suffer at least.

The baby on her lap merely whined, then she managed to get the next spoon inside of her mouth, nodding when the baby swallowed.

“That’s right. You gotta eat, you know, to become tall, and lanky, and the nerd I know you to be. The nerdiest dweeb, with your not at all weak nerd arms.”, she softly pinched the baby’s arm and Luz giggled, making Amity’s heart go warm again.

“You’re such a cheerful baby. I seriously haven’t met a baby that giggly yet.”

Luz patted on the tissue Amity had spread on herself, brabbling something, while Amity tried the next spoon again. This time, a noise distracted Luz, though, and she turned her head when Amity just tried to put the spoon in her mouth. Oh, this was going to be messy.

Now that the first interest in eating had faded, Luz was not going to be focused anymore. But she knew she’d have to wash the baby after this anyway, so she just continued trying to feed her.

Until Luz also discovered that she could play with her food, much to Amity’s dismay.

“No, Luz, do-… Don’t spit it out! Damnit!”, the baby had already dropped the load and began mushing it on her onesie, making Amity pull up her eyebrows, “You decide to be messy now, hm? Okay then. That just makes the bath last longer, I hope you know that.”

The baby looked up to her, but obviously, she didn’t recognize the word. Instead, she connected two other dots.

With her fruit-goopy hand, Luz now patted her cheek. Amity wrinkled her nose at the stickiness.

“Really? You want me to wash, too?”

The baby giggled while the teen leaned back and managed to get her hand off of her cheek. Luckily, she turned her attention back to the dirty onesie again, and Amity tried to give her the next spoon but Luz grew skeptical, suddenly. Rolling her eyes, she attracted the baby’s attention and showed her a spoon, but her lips stayed closed this time.

“You’ve been eating it the whole time and now you don’t want it anymore?”, Luz’s response was clear. Huffing, Amity ate the spoonful herself and looked at the baby in a demonstration before exaggerating on her reaction.

“Mmmh! That tastes so good! Let me have another!”, she watched the baby staring when she took another spoon in her mouth, almost giggling at Luz’s eyebrows furrowing, “That’s so tasty!”

Just when Amity wanted to take another spoon – it really didn’t taste bad at all – Luz clumsily reached for her wrist and whined, wanting to have the spoon to herself. Smirking, Amity gave it to her and smiled when the baby swallowed. Jealousy about food always worked.

Well, it worked for a bite, until Luz was distracted by something else again, making Amity grow exasperated when she lowered the spoon.

“Luz.”, the baby still tried to reach her necklace, causing the witch to lift an eyebrow, “Luz? C’mon, a little more, still. Usually, you’re really hungry.”

The baby whined and grabbed at the necklace, but Amity put it down her shirt and tried feeding Luz again. However, the baby was too smart for her. She leaned forward and grabbed Amity’s collar, making her yelp at the dirty little hands smearing fruit goo on her clothes, then Luz pulled the shirt back and tried reaching for the necklace again.

Amity groaned, trying to get the baby’s little hand out of her cleavage, while not losing grip of the spoon.

“Luz! You can play later, stop-”, she finally nudged the baby’s hands away from her clothes and rolled her eyes at the marks she had left on her collar, before softly guiding her to lean back against her thighs, shaking her head at the baby, “Don’t-… Do that again. Even if you’re a baby right now, that’s not acceptable. Got it?”

Ugh, she already sounded like her mother.

Luz pouted and she could tell she was about to burst into tears, making Amity gulp.

“Aw, it’s okay. I’ll let you play after you eat some more! We can share a spoon if that’d make you happy!”, she made some exaggerated movements to distract Luz, and luckily, the baby bought into it when she threatened to eat a spoon again, making her catch her wrist again and lead the spoon back to her mouth. Amity giggled when she softly brushed over Luz’s temple, humming.

“I’m just glad you’re not super small, like, a newborn. It would’ve become so much harder caring for you then.”, the baby giggled at her and since she had managed half the glass, Amity supposed Luz was good to go.

That meant bathing time.

Amity grimaced already, but there was no way around it. Luz was covered in sticky fruit goo and she supposed this was a normal babysitting job she had to do.

Oh no.

But she couldn’t bail out. This was a baby, she couldn’t wash herself yet, and it wasn’t embarrassing at all! Luz would probably not remember anything about this and she had to do it.

She had to.

Amity got up and cradled Luz in her arms, not minding the sticky fingers now playing with her shirt again, and grabbed the jar to bring it back to the kitchen. She spread a towel on the table and put Luz on it, always keeping an eye on the baby so that she wouldn’t roll off, while closing the container with a lid and putting it in the fridge, before clogging the sink to fill it just a little with warm water. Luz tried rolling over but Amity held her back and chuckled.

“Can’t have you on your back now. You’ll just be up to shenanigans.”, tiny Luz giggled, making Amity affectionately roll her eyes, “Does Eda keep soap anywhere?”

The baby huffed and giggled again as a response, still trying to turn over while Amity now stepped closer and caught her between her arms, propping herself up on the table before leaning down and blowing a mock raspberry on the baby’s belly that was still covered by the onesie.

Luz squealed and patted Amity’s head, making the teen chuckle.

“I’m not gonna get home clean, hm? But you’re too sweet for me to be mad at you. Now, c’mon, let’s get some soap for you.”

She grabbed the baby to search for soap upstairs, and when she found some that smelled like Luz usually smelled like when she was fresh from the shower, she walked down again. The baby had insisted to hold the soap, and all the while Amity made sure she wouldn’t put it in her mouth, then came the moment Amity had dreaded.

She put Luz down on the counter and sighed.

“Okay, here we go. I mean, you’re just a little baby, but I sure hope you won’t remember this.”, Luz giggled and kicked, making Amity smile, “You’re a doofus, you know that? Always making me smile like that, even if you’re a baby.”

After opening the first button, it wasn’t as bad as Amity had thought.

Slipping into busy work, she opened up the onesie and pulled it out from underneath Luz, then she took off her little tiny socks – they were just round and Amity had to cry a little at that – and removed the diaper to discard it, before slowly setting Luz down in the sink. The baby recoiled at the feeling of water at first but quickly got used to it, even finding some joy in splashing around. Amity supposed she would turn up at home clean after all, if Luz continued soaking her like that.

“Wait, hold still, I gotta wash you actually! This is not a swimming lesson!”

Luz laughed and squealed and overall made Amity completely forget this was her naked crush sitting in a sink. She had all her hands full to somehow contain this little bundle of joy. Because without fail, Luz managed to be even more cheerful when in water.

After soaping her in and taking care to scrub all the lunch off of the baby and keeping her eyes soap-free, she washed Luz off again, unclogged the sink, and lifted the baby out with a towel, drying her off while cradling her.

And again, there was the smile Amity couldn’t contain when Luz laughed and flailed like this, moving so much that she sometimes worried she’d drop her.

She hadn’t ever dreamed up that Luz would be even more energetic than she was usually as her teenage self, but as it seemed, baby Luz was absolutely eager to prove her wrong in every way she could.

Laughing, she cradled Luz closer and trapped her tiny arms and legs in the towel to dry off her face, softly rubbing over her forehead and temples. Just when she brushed down to Luz’s cheek, the tiny baby began suckling. They both looked at each other surprised, then Amity giggled as she tried that again, making Luz start to work her tongue and cheeks, swallowing multiple times. Amity smirked.

“Now I can at least make you eat. That’s good to know.”, she smugly stated and the baby giggled again once she stopped brushing over her cheek, trying to free herself from the towel, so Amity carefully put her down on the table and dried off the rest of her, before grabbing a makeshift diaper Eda had apparently still crafted, wrapping it around Luz and keeping her lying on the table so she couldn’t turn.

“Luz, just let me dress you, it’s a little chilly, and – where did the onesie go I just saw? Wait, there was one, I just don’t know-”, furrowing her eyebrows, Amity looked all over the table, then back to the sink. No onesie to be found, just the old, sticky one. But she could’ve sworn she had just seen it.

Letting go of Luz, she went to bend down under the table, then she quickly jogged back to the living room to grab the onesie off the coffee table, before running back, so Luz wouldn’t fall off the table.

Instead of being met with a catastrophe, though, she watched Luz turning over and getting on all fours to start crawling towards her. Well, shifting towards her, Luz still didn’t exactly figure out how crawling worked so she was doing more of a shuffling kinda pushy motion, to get where she wanted to be. Amity had to chuckle at that.

“Don’t wanna put on clothes, hm?”

She propped her arms up on the wooden surface of the table and put her chin down as well, watching the baby shuffling its way towards her. She giggled when Luz reached her and softly slapped her hand on her nose, then she leaned back again and scooped her up, minding her head when she turned her over and placed a raspberry on her belly.

“Not on my watch, tiny Luz!”, the baby giggled and squealed loudly, then she felt the baby’s hands on her cheeks and raspberried her again, “Okay, let’s get you dressed, hm?”

The baby interestedly watched the onesie she had found, then she huffed when Amity spread it on the towel that she had dried Luz in, and put her down. In an instant, the baby wailed.

Rolling her eyes, Amity groaned and propped her elbows up next to the baby to wall her in, getting closer with her face while she softly rubbed Luz’s temples. The wails became less until she was just sniffling at the sudden cuddles, then she pouted again and threatened to blow.

“Luz, it’s kinda chilly, I just wanna put some clothes on you, okay?”, Amity tried consoling and negotiating, but the baby wouldn’t hear any of it. As soon as she felt the witchling trying to sneakily wrestle her tiny arm into the sleeve, she began crying again. Sighing, Amity nodded, then she straightened back up again.

“Alright, tell you what. You’ll play for a little bit and I’ll prepare a surprise for you. And as soon as you get cold, I get to dress you, okay?”

Luz was still crying, so Amity lifted her off the counter and carried her back to the living room to place her on her sleeping bag, then she made a big ‘oooh’ and ‘aaaah’ sound while pulling up Luz’s plush, which seemed to distract the baby enough not to protest any further. Amity giggled.

“See? There you go. Have a little fun with them, I’ll be right back.”, she bopped the completely indulged baby on the nose and went upstairs, to go into Luz’s room. Well, honestly, she didn’t exactly feel comfortable with going through her things, especially since she was a baby, but she hoped what she planned would convince Luz to put on some clothes. She didn’t wanna hand her back to Eda sick, after all.

To her big luck, what she searched for was lying in the open. She had remembered right, from bringing the sleeping bag down! And she didn’t have to go through Luz’s things and find some possibly flustering things. For the first time, she thanked Luz for being so messy sometimes.

Running back down with the surprise in her hands, she met the baby trying to roll off the sleeping bag again and chuckled to herself, leaning against the doorframe and crossing her arms to watch her for a moment while she didn’t know she was back yet.

Luz finally succeeded to get past the almost impossible barrier of the slightly higher seam around the edge of the sleeping bag, and got to all fours, facing away from Amity. She started shuffling across the carpet, then, her hips still down on the floor and her little legs kicking along the ground, to shuffle to the direction where she wanted to be. Amity smirked when she watched the baby exploring and reaching out to stuff like a leg of the couch table or a little pill of wool off the carpet, but when she started reaching for a hissing and snapping book next to the couch table Amity decided that was enough exploring for now. Moving quickly, she scooped the baby up and pulled her away from the book about necromancy, then she pulled up her eyes at the halfhearted protests from her friend, before sitting down on the sleeping bag with her.

“Yes, I know, I’m so evil. But look! I got something for you!”

She got into the same position again as before when she had fed her, finding holding the baby with her legs while sitting against the couch very relaxing. Especially since Luz could watch her and she could make sure the active baby wouldn’t escape.

Giggling, she attracted the attention of the baby before pulling out what she had found in Luz’s room. It was the cat hoodie that her grown-up friend loved to wear. Instant recognition went over the baby’s face and she grabbed for it, feeling the cloth. Amity almost had the feeling she not only recognized it but also that a slight hint of older Luz went over her young face before she turned back to the drooling little baby by trying to put the fabric into her mouth. Quickly, Amity pulled the hoodie away and chuckled, shaking her head. It must’ve been wishful thinking that Luz could somehow wake up. She supposed the potion Luz was on not only aged up and down but also moved time in the vessel of the person drinking it. Thus, no wearing off.

She smiled at the baby, then she held up the cropped hoodie.

“Let’s make a deal, okay? I put on this, because I’m chilly, and you put on your onesie. Your feet are cold already!”

The baby did not understand what she was inquiring, but she reacted so adorably when Amity tickled her little feet, laughing and kicking. Then, the teen leaned back.

“See, okay? Getting dressed isn’t as bad!”, she opened the hoodie and a full nose of Luz’s scent hit her. Kinda like lemons. She almost got dizzy about putting on some of her crush’s clothes, but she had a baby to convince. That was more important.

Amity pulled the hoodie down over her face and thought she might faint from being flustered, but as soon as she peeked through the collar, she saw the expectant face of the baby. This did it. Pulling down the cloth, she laughed, then she clasped her hand around the chubby cheeks and squealed.

“Peek-a-boo!”, she exclaimed and the baby immediately laughed and squealed in excitement. When Amity pulled up the hoodie over her head and revealed the cat ears, Luz wasn’t stoppable. She giggled and squealed all the way as Amity dressed her, occasionally playing with the little cat ears on her head, then she lifted the baby up and let her little hand play with the ears. Luz was super excitable over things like these, which hadn’t changed when turning into a baby.

After a while, though, Luz got a little fussy and Amity realized she was tired. Right, babies needed to nap more often, because their little brains got overstimulated. Humming, Amity scooped up the baby and carried her over to her crib, but the sight of the bed just made Luz cry more. Sighing, the teen stopped.

“But you gotta sleep now, I can tell you’re tired. C’mon, just a little.”

Luz full-on began wailing when she lowered her down into the crib so she deadpanned and lifted her back up in her arms, sighing when she began bopping the baby and calming her down. Soon, Luz snuggled up against her shoulder and began dozing, so Amity waited until her eyes were closed and tried putting her back in her crib but Luz wouldn’t have it. Sniffling again, she looked up to Amity out of big, teary eyes and the witchling quickly lifted her back up.

“Okay, fine. You can sleep in your sleeping bag. But no fussing anymore, okay?”, she kneeled on the floor and handled the sleepy, cranky baby carefully, lowering her down into the sleeping bag, then she smiled and placed her hand on the baby’s tummy to settle her down, “There you go. And now we close these big eyes of yours and sleep, okay? It’s just a nap.”

Luz pouted again and Amity could imagine what she wanted.

“You want us to snuggle?”

Since the baby couldn’t understand or answer, she lifted her up again and shuffled them both into the sleeping bag, resting Luz next to her and rubbing her tummy.

“There we go, okay? You go sleep while I call Willow. Is that a deal?”

Baby Luz whined softly before closing her eyes and huffing, then she lifted her tiny fists to place them next to her head and touched Amity’s ear with one. When she tried to move away, the baby started whining again so she sighed and let Luz touch her ear, despite heavily blushing, and allowed her to softly grab it to fall asleep. She also wouldn’t allow her to remove her hand so she had to lie kind of arms crossed on her back when Luz finally fell asleep. The baby’s hands went slack and Amity could relax, turning to her side and smiling when she watched baby Luz. She was adorable, honestly.

With her being so hyperactive, she hadn’t had much chance to really look at her, so she had the time now when Luz didn’t move all the time.

Her face was so small and chubby. Amity almost squealed at that, but she kept quiet. Smiling to herself, she reached out to softly brush over the bridge of the baby’s nose, humming when she made her breathe slower through that. She seemed to like it.

Only after exploring Luz’s tiny baby face thoroughly, she summoned her scroll phone and took a picture that she saved in her heart, and then she tapped in Willow’s number. Immediately, when it started dialing, she saw herself on her phone. She had started a video call. Well, might as well show Willow what was going on. Maybe it’d be easier to understand then.

She turned the phone away from Luz, though, only focused the screen on her lying on the floor, then she sighed and breathed through. She wanted help so badly, being alone with a baby had not been on her schedule and she had to go home at some time. Willow’s dads were much more understanding, maybe they’d let her come and stay the night with Luz.

The call dialed for a while, then it was accepted and Willow looked at her with a question mark written all over her face.

“Hey, Amity? What’s up?”

Grimacing, the witchling rubbed her neck, then she sighed.

“Uhm… I’m in a little bit of a situation here. So… How does ‘babysitting at the Owl House’ sound to you?”, she grinned helplessly and Willow looked right through her.

“Highly suspicious. What did you do?”, she narrowed her eyes, huffing at her behavior. Amity groaned.

“Willow, I gotta get home, my parents are gonna kill me if I stay past curfew but someone’s gotta watch her.”, she whined. At that, Willow rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“You’re making no sense, Amity. Watch who? Why babysitting?”, she asked and Amity grimaced before tilting her phone so the tiny baby Luz came into view. Willow stayed silent for a second, her mouth and eyes wide open, then she looked back at Amity who was still half on the screen, “What-… Did you-… Do?!”

Sighing, Amity turned the phone back to her and shook her head, groaning.

“Luz was aged down to a baby. I don’t know what happened, but Eda left me alone with her to watch her until tomorrow morning. I don’t even know what I’m doing!”, she groaned again, “Help mee!”

Willow’s face looked even more shocked.

“Wait, that was Luz?!”, she asked incredulously and Amity deadpanned.

“Who did you think I was babysitting?!”, she asked and Willow smirked at that, making Amity blush a little, “Anyway, I can’t stay. I got to go home because my parents expect me in an hour. Can you make it?”

At that, Willow sighed and shook her head.

“I’m so sorry, Amity. I absolutely would love to babysit Luz, as weird as that sounds, but I can’t today. We’re having a family evening. I can’t just bail out on this.”

Grimacing, Amity turned to the side when Luz squirmed, then she casually reached up with her free hand and brushed over Luz’s palm, sighing. Willow smiled at that.

“Well, it looks like you got this. And Luz looks content, so.”, Willow grinned at that and Amity blushed.

“I-… I managed. I fed her and bathed her and we played a little.”, she huffed, then she pouted, “I need help, though. I don’t know what to do until tomorrow! How am I supposed to keep her happy until then?”

Willow shrugged at that, humming.

“I don’t know, honestly. I’m just fourteen.”

“Me, too!”, Amity groaned and turned to the side, nuzzling her face against Luz’s hand while curling in, feeling her knees bumping against her little slack legs. Suddenly, Willow smiled wider, almost grinning.

“Is that Luz’s hoodie you’re wearing?”, she suddenly asked and Amity couldn’t suppress a smile and a blush.

“Th-That was the only way to get her dressed again! Luz is a really hyperactive baby, I had no other choice.”

The grin her old friend gave her the impression that she very much had another choice, that this was just the option she had wanted to pick. Trying to ignore the smug witchling on the call, she sighed and crossed her eyes to look at Luz’s tiny, super soft hand.

“Willow, seriously, I gotta get home somehow. I can’t stay here but I can’t leave this baby alone. What am I supposed to do?!”

At that, her maybe-friend shrugged, then she tried a smile at her.

“Maybe try to ask your siblings? Maybe they’ll cover for you. Or ask Gus!”, both slanted their lips, “Okay, maybe don’t ask Gus. He’s maybe not the most mature babysitter.”

Groaning, Amity slumped her arm, the scroll phone vanishing behind the sleeping baby, then she sighed as she lifted it again, pouting.

“So, what do I do?”, she asked and tried her best not to snap at Willow or say something she’d regret. She did not want to disturb the fragile peace they had managed to settle on. But she also couldn’t bear the wrath of her parents.

Shrugging, Willow rubbed her cheek, then she flinched at her father calling.

“Ask the twins, I can’t help you. I’m so sorry.”, she grimaced at another call, then she sighed, “Sorry, I really gotta go now. Bye!”

Amity grumbled when she hung up. Who should she call, then?

Boscha? No, absolutely not. The rest of her gang? No, not really. They were all so immature. The detention tracks? She couldn’t expect basically strangers to watch her.

So, she was all alone.

Amity whined again, softly rubbing Luz’s palm. Should she call the twins and ask for an excuse? She didn’t want to. That’d cost her, a lot. And maybe even an explanation. She absolutely did not want to. But what other choice did she have?

Grumbling, she dialed her sister’s number. This was not going to be funny, she supposed. Well, for herself, anyways. For her siblings, it’d be an absolute treat.

It only took a moment before Emira answered and already smirked, so Amity made sure not to show the sleeping baby. Too late, she noticed she was still wearing Luz’s hoodie that Willow had already noticed. Oh, she was dead.

“Hello, mittens!”, her sister greeted and Amity groaned, “I see you’re having fun over at the Owl house. Didn’t know you and Luz were already at clothes swapping level.”

Welp, there went her dignity. If she was already this low, she could just as well cut to the point.

“Emira, I can’t make it home tonight.”

In an instant, her sister’s face changed to such a smug, shit-eating grin that Amity realized what her mistake was. Oh.

This had sounded wrong. While her sister called over Edric to ‘get a load of this’ she began blushing deeply. Which didn’t exactly help her situation.

“I-I meant-”

“Too late, mittens! But don’t you think it’s a little early for you two to be so intimate already?”, her brother now chirped and she hated every second of the twins staring at her with equally matching smirks.

“We’re not-! I mean, I’m serious, I can’t get home, I need to babysit-… King! I can’t leave King alone! Because Eda’s not here”, she scrambled, and her siblings didn’t seem to buy it. Even if she hadn’t lied about Eda being gone for the night.

“Yes, suuure, you need to babysit King. The demon. We believe every word.”, Emira winked and Amity wanted nothing more than to sink into Luz’s scented hoodie and hide forever.

“… Can you please make sure mother and father don’t notice?”, she finally built up the nerve to say, just as Edric summoned up a tiny Amity and a tiny Luz in the air between the twins, making them act all blushing and even letting them kiss chastely. She was just glad her brother wasn’t weird enough to let them kiss more. But it absolutely didn’t help, seeing the illusions giggling.

Titan, how she wished that was what she was actually doing. Casting a side glance to the sleeping baby Luz, she sighed, then she pulled up the hoodie and rolled her eyes, to hide her blazing face at least somewhat.

“Only if you admit it!”, her sister laughed and thankfully, wiped Edric’s illusions away so they wouldn’t kiss again, “Admit that you two are planning to smooch all night long!”

“We are not!”, she snapped. She wasn’t lying, at least. She and Luz would probably only play until a reasonable hour and then she’d put her down to sleep, “I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please just do it, I’ll do anything!”

As soon as she’d said it, she regretted the words coming from her mouth. Now she was in for it.

The smug grins on the twins’ faces spoke volumes.

“If you admit what you and Luz are doing tonight-…”, her sister began, and her brother finished her sentence.

“… And if you don’t snitch to our parents about our extracurricular activities until we graduate-…”, he grinned and Amity knew this was gonna have more demands to it.

“… And if you-”

“That’s enough.”, she quickly interfered and her siblings shrugged. They figured there was going to be more opportunities to blackmail their little sister.

“… Then, you can count on us to make an illusion.”, Emira nodded, as if the deal was settled, “So, spill!”

Groaning, Amity contemplated showing them the baby next to her. But that’d only cause them to use the extra hour of curfew they had because of being older to pay them a visit and tease her to no end. On the other hand, maybe that’d amuse Luz. And maybe they would actually be good with the baby.

At that, Amity scrunched her nose.

They would kill her. Telling a lie, then.

“We-… We’re watching movies.”, she began lamely and grimaced, knowing she’d have to provide juicier details to shut them up, “… A-And we’re cuddling. There you have it. Can you please bail me out now? I won’t snitch.”

Edric hummed at that.

“That isn’t enough, mittens, we know what’s up. We wanna hear it from you.”

“Get lost!”, she snapped again, this time a little louder, and didn’t notice the baby next to her flinching. A second later, her siblings saw the witchling’s eyes blow wide when a baby’s scream interrupted their call, “Gotta go, bye!”

Hanging up and throwing her scroll phone away immediately, Amity turned over to Luz and quickly took her in her arms, before rolling on her back and patting the baby’s head, sighing when she wailed and hid her face on the crook of the teen’s neck.

“Aw, Luz, I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to yell. My siblings just drive me insane sometimes. I’m so sorry, please don’t be upset.”

The hug after being awaked so rudely seemed to calm her down, and she actually got quieter and only sniffled against Amity’s neck now, still cuddling closer. When she tried to lift her up and put her back down next to her, Luz only whimpered and somehow held onto her neck, not wanting to move, so Amity sighed and let her finish her nap on top of her chest.

Quickly, she dialed the twins again, on Emira’s number, and tried holding the phone so they wouldn’t see the baby snuggled up to her jaw, but the skeptical faces said everything.

“… Mittens, who did you say you’re babysitting?”, her brother finally broke the silence and Amity sighed, shaking her head.

“That’s not important. Could you maybe, pretty please, handle our parents? I really can’t leave here.”

Emira held up her finger and shook her head, actually seeming a little disgruntled that Amity would keep information from her, even lie.

“New conditions for our deal. You stop lying and tell us what’s going on.”

The teen rolled her eyes and sighed. Suited her right for letting herself get into a blackmail situation.

“Fine. But you can’t tell anyone, absolutely nobody. Or we’ll all three be toast, is that clear?”

They nodded, now super intrigued, and Amity held the phone so they could see the tiny baby curled up on her chest, the small arms wrapped around her neck while she held her close with her free hand.

In an instant, Edric cooed and got teary eyes about how adorable that baby was while Emira furrowed her eyebrows and moved closed to the screen.

“That baby is pure sugar!!”, her brother exclaimed, and her sister agreed but still skeptically glared at Amity.

“… Either Luz has a little sibling that magically got transported here from the human realm, or you two had a love child.”, she announced and Amity's face took on an unparalleled shade of red.

“We-… We did not have a love child! You do know we’re fourteen, right?!”, she tried to snap as quietly as she could, but Luz still squirmed due to being much closer to her now and she quickly shushed the baby and rubbed over her back while her brother just fell over, jokingly pretending to faint, “… That’s-… That’s actually Luz…”

At her confession, Edric’s face immediately squished back against Emira’s, their expressions of clear surprise matching. Silence followed and Amity uncomfortably squirmed. Then, Emira turned away from the phone while the background began moving, the twins seemingly walking. Oh no…

“Mother, Father, we’ll get Amity! We’ll be back by her curfew!”

“No, no, please don’t-”, she already began but her brother just took the phone from Emira when they began jogging out the front door.

“There’s no way we’re missing this, mittens.”

“Besides, that’d be the perfect opportunity to bring home your illusion inconspicuously.”, Emira reasoned and Amity couldn’t argue. Their parents liked to control her homework and ask for a magic demonstration. If she came home with the twins, they’d be able to hide her better.

“Fine. But take your time, her nap isn’t done yet!”, she tried, making Edric clasp his hand over his heart and hand the phone back to Emira who now joined in on their brother’s cooing.

“You’re so motherly, mittens! That’s downright adorable!”, she grinned and Amity grumbled. She’d never live this down, great.

“Just don’t lose your minds immediately. Or at least do it quietly. I want her to sleep as much as possible.”, at that, the twins gave three thumbs up, minus the hand holding the phone, and hung up, clearly on their way through the forest and towards the Owl House already. Sighing, Amity let the scroll phone vanish and tried relaxing again.

Wonderful. Now she’d have to endure their antics for a full hour until they’d ‘bring her home’. She just hoped they’d be gentle with Luz. She didn’t want anything dumb to happen to her just because her brother and sister liked to be super irresponsible.

“Well, looks like we’re having guests…”, she whispered and the baby huffed in her sleep. Smiling, she nuzzled her nose into Luz’s short hair and rested her lips against her head. That wasn’t a kiss, she told herself. It was just cuddling. And even if it was a kiss, Luz would most likely not remember what happened. And babies liked kisses, right?

Sighing, she wrapped her arms around the baby, resting her hands at the opposing sides of Luz’s body, and cuddled her close. This was actually super nice…

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Let me know if you liked it! :D

#toh #the owl house #amity blight #luz noceda #willow park #eda clawthorne #edric blight #emira blight #sweet #fluff #fanfic #babysitting #literal baby #luz turned into a baby #amity is clueless tm #she tries her best tho #amity blight being wonderful with children

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💔 - Part II

Back by popular demand: A second part for the texting AU.

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In the end, he never gave the stranger his real name. He felt nervous about giving his real name to someone he only knew through text, so he resolved to ask the stranger for his name first. The answer had been a barrage of sad emojis and a (probably joking) accusation that Lan Zhan only wanted his name to report him to the authorities for spam or something like that.

[Unknown]: I will save you in my phone as “Handsome Young Man” then, gege. you can save me as “Sweetheart” 😘

[Lan Zhan]: No. How would you know I’m handsome?

[Unknown]: 😢

[Unknown]: I just know. just my luck to start talking to an exceedingly handsome young man that has absolutely no interest in me.

[Unknown]: there is that guy… no, nevermind.

[Lan Zhan]: Obviously you want to talk about this person, or you wouldn’t have sent that message.

[Unknown]: NO!!! 😡 I am flirting with you now, don’t distract me!!

[Unknown]: so yeah, I’m sure you’re handsome, you’re witty, and you’re sassy. you’re already checking all my requirements.

[Lan Zhan]: Is being handsome a requirement?

[Unknown]: not really? but it certainly helps 💋

[Unknown]: like, don’t get me wrong, I don’t go around judging people by their looks, but it certainly helps when you feel a potential romantic partner is attractive. so I’m sure you’re handsome, because everything else seems to fit the bill, too.

[Unknown]: not that I’m trying to make you uncomfortable here

[Unknown]: sorry 🙏

[Lan Zhan]: It is fine. I am not uncomfortable. You are not wrong. Even in an arranged marriage, if you feel that your partner is repulsive, it will not work out well. That said, I guess I have never been called ugly. But I have likewise never cared about romance, so there is little meaning in discussing whether I am handsome or not.

[Unknown]: I WAS RIGHT, YOU ARE HANDSOME. ONLY HANDSOME PEOPLE SAY THINGS LIKE THAT.

[Unknown]: but sad!! you never met a girl you were like 😏😏😏 with?

[Lan Zhan]: I have no interest in women.

[Unknown]: 😱😱😱

[Unknown]: another sudden curveball by gege!! 😱😱😱

[Unknown]: be still, my beating heart. are you saying you’re interested in men???

[Lan Zhan]: That seems to be the case.

[Unknown]: oh god. I was joking before but I would totally date you!!

[Lan Zhan]: You still don’t know who I am or where I am.

[Unknown]: DOESN’T MATTER

[Unknown]: well… maybe you could at least tell me your approximate location, so that I know if I can even hope for a meeting someday. If you’re located somewhere at the far end of Xinjiang Province, then I’m shit out of luck.

[Lan Zhan]: I live in Jiangsu Province, close to Shanghai.

[Unknown]: OMG REALLY?? ME TOO!!!

[Unknown]: at least as long as I’m still in university

[Unknown]: 🥳🥳🥳

[Unknown]: that’s the best news of the week. please meet me sometime!!!

[Lan Zhan]: I will think about it. I have class now, so I will stop replying.

[Unknown]: have fun!! don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! 😘😘😘

[Lan Zhan]: …that would only shorten the list of possibilities by a very few items.

[Unknown]: RUDE.

[Unknown]: but also justified. love your sass 😘

[Lan Zhan]: Have a good day.

[Unknown]: 🥰

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“A-Zhan,” Lan Huan said, a smile already lifting the corners of his mouth. “Is there something you neglected to tell me? Who is this ‘Sweetheart’ on your phone?”

Lan Zhan blushed violently and snatched the phone out of Lan Huan’s hand.

“It was just a joke,” he mumbled, and retreated to read the new message without his brother’s snooping.

[Sweetheart]: I AM SO BORED.

[Sweetheart]: seriously I wish you were here right now, I am bored out of my mind and there’s no relief.

[Sweetheart]: tell me that you love me. I want to hear it just one time before I perish. I’m pretty sure my brain is already dribbling out of my ears. the end is near.

[Lan Zhan]: I love you.

[Sweetheart]: omg

[Sweetheart]: OMG!!!

[Sweetheart]: 😱😱😱

[Sweetheart]: HOW COULD I POSSIBLY DIE NOW THAT YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVE ME

[Sweetheart]: ah my heart might not be able to take this. I might die anyway.

[Sweetheart]: goodbye cruel world. it was nice knowing you 💀

[Lan Zhan]: Remember, you wanted to meet me first.

[Sweetheart]: right!!! please meet with me, handsome stranger, and tell me such things in person!!

[Lan Zhan]: My next few weekends are busy, but after that. I need to stop now, my brother is trying to sneak a look at my messages.

He hastily stowed his mobile phone away and gave Lan Huan a stern look.

“I do not read your messages, either,” Lan Zhan reminded him.

“Yes, but my brother has finally taken an interest in someone!” Lan Huan enthused himself. “How can I not wish for my brother’s happiness.”

Lan Zhan huffed. “Do it quietly, and without snooping.”

Lan Huan only laughed and hugged him tightly.

It was… acceptable, Lan Zhan decided. He knew that his brother had been worried about him, and had hoped that he would finally make friends at university. And he had made a friend, now. Only he didn’t even know the friend’s name.

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Lan Wangji was tired when he went to the dining hall after another busy day, so he didn’t even react when someone bumped into him just as he set down his tray on an empty table.

“Lan Zhan!” came Wei Ying’s enthusiastic voice, but the usual bright smile he was greeted with dimmed almost immediately after Wei Ying had seen Lan Zhan’s face.

“You look a little tired,” Wei Ying said, and sounded almost worried.

“Hn,” Lan Zhan agreed, and sat down. When Wei Ying hovered for a moment longer, not sitting down immediately, he looked up. “Are you going to sit?”

Wei Ying’s face brightened again, and he took the free seat opposite of Lan Zhan with relish, digging into his food.

“So, tell me,” he said after a few bites. “What are you so busy with? It’s not even exam period.”

“My uncle organizes a charity concert every year,” Lan Zhan explained. “His school offers a certain number of open spots for disadvantaged children. One of the sources of the funds for the project is the concert. Many former students who have become professional musicians will perform at the concert. It is a rare chance to see all these musicians in one single concert, so every year, a great number of people attend. I will also perform, at the request of my uncle.”

“Is this your humble way of saying you’re basically a professional musician?”

“I… don’t give concerts, usually,” Lan Zhan said, feeling his ears heat up a little bit.

Wei Ying’s smile grew larger. “It is! Any chance I get to hear you play sometime? Unfortunately, I don’t think I have the funds for a charity concert, as much as I’d love to support the education of disadvantaged children. I barely have the funds to support my own education.”

Lan Zhan considered the request for a moment.

“You can watch me practice,” he eventually offered. “It is no concert, but…”

“That’d be awesome!” Wei Ying exclaimed enthusiastically. “I’m sure it will be awesome either way! Tell me where I need to be, and I’ll be there.”

“I will practice after dinner. If you are free.”

“Even if I wasn’t, I’d clear my schedule for a chance to get to listen to you,” Wei Ying laughed.

Lan Zhan felt his ears heat up, but he silently accepted the compliment and didn’t reply.

After they had eaten, Wei Ying followed Lan Zhan out of the dining hall towards the building that housed the music rooms where Lan Zhan usually practiced. He pulled his phone out as he did, telling Lan Zhan with a wink that he needed to tell his roommate where he was, in case he got murdered.

Lan Zhan shook his head in exasperation. It was the same terrible humour that reminded him of ‘Sweetheart,’ though Lan Zhan had become rather used to it now.  

A moment later, his own mobile phone vibrated. He took it out of his pocket to look at the new message.

[Sweetheart]: you won’t believe what just happened! Mr. Extremely-Handsome-but-very-Aloof just invited me along to his concert practice! he’s willing to spend time with me! you’re still my number one though, don’t worry! my relationship with him shall stay pure 😘😘😘

Lan Zhan stared at the message he had just received, and then turned to stare at Wei Ying next to him, his own phone still in hand. It couldn’t be. It would be too much of a coincidence. It was impossible.

It was– he was pretty sure he had just caught a glimpse of the same message on Wei Ying’s phone. Three kisses at the end.

His entire body turned hot with anxiety and excitement at the thought that these two people were one and the same; the stranger that flirted with him incessantly and Wei Ying who–

Wei Ying who was handsome and lively and everything he had hoped the mysterious stranger would be.

With his heart in his throat, he opened the keyboard on his phone.

[Lan Zhan]: Wei Ying?

The notification for a new message flashed on the display of Wei Ying’s phone. Wei Ying looked at it for one moment, an expression of utter disbelief on his face, before he carefully turned to Lan Zhan. When he met Lan Zhan’s expectant eyes, he blushed intensely and slapped is hands in front of his face, nearly hitting himself with his phone.

“Oh no,” he said. “Oh no no no, this isn’t happening. I just made an ass of myself. Please end me now.”

Lan Zhan felt as if he was in a dream. This was too good to be true. He felt as if he was floating. With slightly shaking hands, he typed out another message on his phone.

[Lan Zhan]: I do hope the relationship will not stay pure.

[Lan Zhan]: 😘

Apparently, Wei Ying’s curiosity was stronger than his urge to die. He peeked out between his fingers as soon as he noticed the notification for a new message, and he blinked at it for several moments with the most adorable expression of confusion that Lan Zhan had ever seen in his life.

The next moment, his arms were full of Wei Ying, brabbling a lot of nonsense, which Lan Zhan found entirely him and extremely cute.

“You!” Wei Ying repeated several times, but he didn’t get any further than that.

“I,” Lan Zhan agreed, and he hugged Wei Ying back.

 [Sweetheart]: you’ve made a mistake. now I will expect kisses from you all the time. I will require you to use lots of emoji on me!!! your old man soul will suffer! 👴

[Lan Zhan]: 😘😘😘

[Sweetheart]: AAAAAAAAH 💀

#kuro writes #the untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji #wangxian #mdzs #prompt

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NatZa - In a different life (Overhauled)

Natsu was wandering aimlessly through a forest. He remembered everything that happened up until this point. He remembered how he wanted to stop Zeref but failed. He chased Zeref into the past after he opened the time portal but ultimately, he couldn't stop him. That moment he was struck with panic and instinct. Not rationally able to control himself he made one desperate dash towards his now near-godly enemy, Zeref.

After his defeat, the time portal went crazy and transported Natsu in a different time and disappeared for good. It was the around the time when Igneel disappeared in his own timeline. Maybe a few years before, he couldn't tell at this point. A lot of things felt different and things he didn't remember he experienced so far, felt oddly familiar.

Natsu had already tried everything he could to get back to his original timeline but neither Zeref time portal nor the gate to Eclipse was present in this timeline. On his journey to research even the slightest clue to time magic, every step he made was yet another failure and the Natsu that never gave up started to feel like there is no hope of ever reversing the ultimate shift in this timeline. Being the only one to even remember a different past and future, the help he could get was very limited after all

'Now I know how Lisanna must've felt when she got stuck in Edolas' was the only thing he could come up with to describe his current situation. He was in the past now but everything was different. Fairy Tail didn't exist in this version of history. The first thing he did after Natsu got trapped here was trying to find Fairy Tail in Magnolia but it wasn't there. The was a big cake shop where his guild hall used to be.

'Erza would love this absurdly big cake shop. She would enjoy a delicious strawberry cake after she beat the shit out of me for trying to sacrifice myself in the final fight'. Natsu made a sad nostalgic smile as he recalled all the moments he had with a certain redhead in his timeline. Remembering Erza was probably the hardest part of being trapped here. The fact that she probably didn't even know him anymore broke his heart every time he thought about it. Those moments may have been erased from history, but not from his mind. Those were still memories that he valued most, memories that made Natsu who he is right now. Strange how the same memories in a whole different situation can mature one person like that.

Natsu snapped out of his thoughts when he realized that there was a small village not too far away. He decided to rest a while in that village. His hunger had been bothering him for a while on his long journey. Not getting much rest he traveled around the continent to search for any clue, any knowledge that could help him.

Once he entered the village he could see many kids playing on the streets, smiling like there was nothing wrong with this world. Not every kid had time to play though. Some of them had to help with the work of the adults. This place seemed to mostly engage in agriculture so there were lots of farms and fields around here so some kids needed to help their parents with their work.

As Natsu inspected the village something bumped into him.

"Ah, I am terribly sorry mister"

A small girl with red hair and brown eyes apologized to Natsu as she tried to put everything back into her two baskets again.

"No problem. Are you alright?"

Natsu asked and helped the girl collect the baskets she dropped from the floor. Upon picking them up Natsu realized, those were heavier than he expected to be honest.

"I am fine, thank you for your help"

The girl said sincerely.

After she collected everything she was about to carry on again. She seemed to have a hard time with those gigantic baskets of hers. She looked like an earnest and hardworking little girl, which made Natsu smile.

"Ah, let me help you"

Natsu suggested and immediately grabbed most the stuff the girl was carrying without asking first. Even now he was still straightforward. An attitude Natsu couldn't grow past.

"Ah no, it's alright really, you don't have to-"

"It's fine~. If you wanna make up for it then tell me something about this village as we carry this to where it needs to be"

The girl thought about it for a second but she didn't feel any bad intent from Natsu so she agreed. He may be a stranger but her heart told her she could trust this man.

"Is there an inn or anywhere I can rest around here?"

Natsu asked while effortlessly carrying everything and following the girl.

"Rosemary Village is a rather small village as you can see and does rarely have visitors from outside. However, the pub has one or two guest rooms you can rent if needed"

Rosemary Village? That name sounded familiar. He looked over at the girl once again. Her scarlet red hair… 'No, that's impossible' Natsu thought and cleared his mind. It was probably a village he heard on a mission or something. Naturally, he wasn't very good at remembering every little village he heard about in the missions he got.

"I see… Do you live with your parents? Why do you carry this stuff all on your own?"

"I am an orphan"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked"

Natsu regretted his indelicate question. He was always bad at reading the mood.

"Don't worry about it. I have never met my parents so I don't really care that much. I have a good life here as it is"

The small girl smiled softly. A smile that, for an unknown reason, made Natsu's heart skip a beat. It was an honest and charming smile. Natsu didn't know why he blushed there but the girl didn't seem to realize so it should be fine.

"By the way, what happened to your arm, mister?"

The girl asked while curiously looking at Natsu's bandaged arm. Natsu bandaged the arm to hide his beloved Fairy Tail insignia. He felt conflicted to show it off like that when Fairy Tail did not seem to exist in this new world. So he decided to hide it. Experience showed that having a commonly unknown symbol on your arm made people stand out, especially if it was from a guild that nobody ever heard of. Well, that's because the guild never existed in this reality after all.

"Oh, that? Just a minor injury from a fight I had recently. No big deal"

Natsu didn't want to tell her about Fairy Tail yet but for some reason, he didn't want to lie to that girl either, so he decided to tell half of the truth. He did still have a few injuries from his fight with Zeref but those were mostly healed by now.

"A fight? Are you a mage by any chance?"

Accidentally asking with a higher pitched voice, the girl's eyes sparkled with excitement. The life around here is rather uneventful and there were no mages in this village either so she was very curious about mages and magic in general.

"Hell yeah! I am one of the strongest mages ever."

Natsu bragged as he slight put his body on fire to demonstrate his mage.

The girl looked at Natsu with pure fascination and excitement. He seemed to be on fire but it didn't bother him one bit. So that was magic? It defied common sense and allowed people to do great things that would normally be impossible. She was completely captivated by Natsu's majestic flames. They didn't just seem to heat the air around her but there was something else too. It felt like a familiar warmth inside of her body. She didn't know where that came from but she loved the warm mantle that formed around her heart. Magic was truly fascinating. Could every mage do something that amazing?

"Y-You are on fire?!"

"Hehe~ Pretty awesome, isn't it?"

"It is! Are you a member of a magic guild? I read that most mages are a member of a guild."

The girl was curious. She wanted to learn more about this beautiful thing called magic. Her pure sparkling eyes left Natsu defenseless. He just couldn't keep a secret from that girl. And strangely, he felt a little scared hiding something from this particular girl. A minor alarm went off in his head that was conditioned to not try to lie. Weird, that feeling only erupted in front of very specific people.

"Yes, I am-… I was actually. The guild was called Fairy Tail and it was the strongest guild in Fiore"

Natsu said braggingly but there was a hint of sadness in Natsu's voice.

"That sounds beautiful but what happened to the guild? Did you leave it?"

Natsu made a melancholic smile. His memories of this beautiful guild in his timeline started to flash up again. The girl quickly caught on to Natsu's different attitude.

"Ah, I am sorry. It seems like this is not a pleasant memory."

Natsu was surprised by the maturity of said girl. She still was a child, of course, but there Natsu could see that there was distinct kindness in her heart. Something most adults didn't even have.

"No, it's fine. The guild was closed a long time ago but I still feel connected to it somehow. Like there is still a bond to my old teammates that transcends time itself."

Natsu felt like he brabbled nonsense but he felt like he could be honest with this little girl.

"I think I know what you mean. For some reason, I have a feeling too that there is something missing. Like something has changed but I couldn't think of what it is."

Did she feel some side effects from the change of history? Was this girl supposed to be somewhere else in Natsu's time and her mind is confused by these magical changes? If that's the case then this girl must have a very strong magical affinity. 'She will be a powerful mage in the future' Natsu confirmed in his thoughts.

"We've arrived."

The girl and Natsu entered a small house. Apparently, this was where these baskets were supposed to be brought to.

An old man greeted them. He did not recognize Natsu and that seemed to confuse him. The girl realized that and spoke up.

"Hello, Ojii-san. I encountered this traveler on my way here and he kindly offered me his help."

The old man laughed delighted.

"Ohoho, it's rare for strangers to enter this village. It must be fate that brought you here, young man. Thank you very much for your help"

Natsu was a bit embarrassed by the easygoing attitude of that old geezer. He smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

"It's nothing really. You can be proud that you have such a kind girl to help you out."

"Ohoho, indeed. Erza is very mature for her age. She helps me around whenever I need help. She is such a lovely child. I wish Kagura and Simon were that mature"

The girl blushed in embarrassment

"O-Ojii-san!"

Natsu, on the other hand, turned pale. Erza? Did he say Erza? He looked at the girl once again. Her scarlet red hair, her gentle smile, and those stunning brown eyes. Of course, the resemblance was mind-blowing. How could he not have noticed before?

He looked at the small Erza and a single tear escaped his eyes. He found her. He found the person he loved so much in his previous life. She was small right now but it was still the Erza he knew back then. Many things may have changed compared to his own history, but certain aspects of reality cannot easily be changed it seems.

Erza noticed that Natsu was crying. The sudden tear flowing down the stranger's cheek caught her by surprise. Just in a matter of split seconds, all of her emotions were in turmoil. Somehow she didn't want to see him cry. She didn't know the reason for it, it was highly irrational. They barely met but she could feel invisible sparks of kindness and trust surrounding that person from the very beginning.

"W-What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Erza asked worriedly.

Natsu wiped away his tears and put on the most genuine smiles he ever had and said "Everything's fine"

"I will take my leave now."

Natsu said and made his way to the exit. Not trying to look back once because if he did... there would be no way to know if the emotions will get the better of him. Leaving the building, strictly following the main road. Suppressing each and every cell of his body that urged him to stay here... by her side. But it was not meant to be anymore, he knew that much. Reality changed too much for that. This was the punishment for his loss. A reality without the one family, and the one person, he held dearest in his heart. Arriving here must have been destiny's cruelest joke on him. Each step felt heavier. Just like the first few he took in this world, not ready to accept a time without his family. Natsu wanted to stay here, build a relationship with one of the most important parts of his past... or rather his future. But he knew he mustn't. Cutting past ties and moving on without leaving much more of a trail to change history any more than it already had thanks to that cursed brother of his. Just as he wanted to leave the village behind…

"Wait!"

Erza ran up to Natsu. She didn't want him to leave yet. She wanted to hear his story, show him his magic, and stay around for much longer.

"D-Didn't you want to stay for a while. I can organize you a room if that's the problem."

Erza desperately tried to make him stay.

"No need. I have already found what I was looking for"

Natsu said with a soft smile

"I want to hear your stories how you fight monsters with your magic and see how you can make fire with your bare hands"

"There is no need for that"

"But why?!"

Erza was getting desolate. She did want to hear about his amazing adventures. For some reason, she felt like she needed to hear his story, like she had her own part in them. It was as if they were bound by fate.

"You will find your own magic once."

"R-really?"

Could this be possible? Does she really have magic? If so, why didn't it manifest until now? Those were the questions that immediately popped up in her head. She didn't know much about magic. Only the bits she learned in the few books that depicted the abilities of mages here and there but Erza imagined that magic manifest itself in a person at a very young age.

"I am certain of it. You will become one of the most powerful (and scary) mages out there and you will experience lots of adventure in the future."

"…"

Those predictions sounded astonishing. Too good to be true, in fact. But it felt like she didn't want to be alone in them. Someone was missing in all of those fights and adventures. Someone she could trust to the fullest.

This time Natsu finally decided to turn around. Just to ask a question, one simple question before he left.

"Your last name. May I ask what it is?"

"M-my last name?"

Getting caught out of guard by him stopping and turning to her again, after those few seconds that felt like an eternity. Erza's face turned wistful like she didn't know what to answer this question that felt like a very important one. After a brief pause, she continued.

"It's just Erza... I don't have any surname."

"I see, so that's how it was then"

Natsu made a pensive and melancholic smile after recalling how the Erza he knew was in a similar situation before. Alright. He thought about how he felt for the Erza in his timeline, the Erza he adored so much. The Erza he once just wanted to surpass but grew to be someone way more precious to him than anyone else he ever encountered. The one goal in his mind, not only in strength but at some point a feeling that had transcended beyond anything he knew before. Natsu recalled the one outstanding feature the small Erza in front of him and the mature Erza he knew had in common. A color that started to appear in his dreams and the color he grew to like the most.

"Scarlet. Erza Scarlet. It matches your beautiful red hair. It's a nice name, don't ya think?"

"Scarlet?..." Erza repeated in awe. This one single name hit her hard and she took a slight glimpse of the scarlet red hair of hers that she thought nothing special of until now.

However, Natsu did not wait to see her reaction. He was not ready to increase this emotional pressure that already made him hate leaving now. As much as he wanted to stay by her side, sharing his story, his life, with Erza once again, he left without looking back even once and Erza could only watch him leave. Not looking back, he could only imagine what her reaction was but it was a name he held very dear and this was the person he could share a tiny bit of.

'You will be happy Erza. No Zeref or cultists that could take away your smile in this world' Natsu confirmed himself. 'Maybe it's for the best that way. Maybe having this timeline where you don't have to suffer is good in itself'

Were Natsu's final thoughts as he left the village forever.

#Natsu x Erza #Erza Scarlet #Natsu Dragneel #Fairy Tail #NatZa #NaZa #it's not that terrible anymore I hope #Just revisited this one for some reason

[sonofshin]

The small child was growing rather rapidly - or at least faster than any parent can ever really be prepared for. His hair was the most unusual lavender color but quite pretty despite its tendency to frizz up. Running around without a care in the world, he babbled nonsense at whatever tree, fox, or meon he happened to pass. He'd been slow to form words and was much faster at learning to walk and run. But soon enough the fateful day came... and of all things; "Punkin! Punkin da! Da!"

Go on anon and pretend to be my muse’s child!

Leng Yun had been tending to his mango hoard. Currently, he had found himself to have a surplus of his favourite fruit. It was therefore a surprise that he not only heard his child talk to him but call it by a wrong name.

For a moment, he looked at his offspring, stunned at what he’d heard. Not just brabbles and nonsense, but actually smething he could understand. He recomposed himself quickly, heading to his son and kneeling with one mango in hand. “Very good, very good. But these are mangoes. Try say it. Man-go.” He smiled brightly, handing the fruit to his son so he could expect it at his leisure.

#lemme guess this is trappeddemoness #prompts #child prompt #THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN HNGNGNGNG

[nodus-vacui]

comprehendo nihil est comprehensibilis

I understand that nothing is understandable.

#latin #incomprehensible brabble #nonsense brabble